Frasier: Well, I'd like to end tonight on a philosophical note. You see, earlier today, I helped some people. I returned a man's wallet and I aided a woman at the airport. And in return, I was accused of being a thief, and my favorite jacket was ruined. I was so disappointed by the events of the day that, on my way to work here tonight, I almost passed by an elderly man with a flat tire without stopping to help him.
[Frasier notices Roz doing her nighttime beauty regime in her booth]
Frasier: What the hell are you doing? ... I asked myself. How would I feel if I were in this man's position, and no one stopped to help me? Well, I did pull over, I helped the man, and frankly it felt great. So without sounding preachy, I would like to advise you all to do a good deed once in a while. If not for the sake of others, but then for your own sake. Now, let's go to station ID.