Frasier: No, Dad. The IQ tests we did when we were children. Would you have saved those?
Martin: Oh sure, your mother and I saved all that stuff. Report cards, finger paintings, poems. It's in an old Ballantine's box in the closet.
Frasier: Oh, Dad, why don't you just admit it? You're more of a sentimentalist then you let on.
Martin: Yes, I guess I am. That was the first case of beer your mother and I ever bought together.