Frasier: Dad. Good lord, what are you doing here?
Martin: We gotta talk.
Frasier: Now? It's not a good time.
Martin: But it's getting spooky over at Niles's.
Frasier: Well, yes. Yes, I know it's a little unsettling the way he changes into that Chinese dressing gown after dinner, but you'll get used to it.
Martin: No, no, no. I think his unconscious is trying to hurt me.
Frasier: Oh, Dad, that's preposterous.
Martin: No, it isn't.
Frasier: Can't we talk about this in the morning? Believe me, there is no way your own flesh and blood would try to hurt you.
[Frasier closes his door, hitting Martin in the face]
Martin: Ow!
Frasier: Oh, my God. I'm sorry.