Martin: Hey, Fras, I know it's not your thing, but Duke sent me a couple of tickets for tomorrow's Sonics game. You want to go?
Frasier: I've got plans.
Martin: What plans?
Frasier: Just plans.
Martin: Well, if you don't want to go, just tell me.
Frasier: I don't want to go.
Martin: Would it kill you to spend one night with me?
Frasier: For God's sake, I spend every night with you. God knows, I have done my best to keep you entertained, but in the seven years since you've landed at my doorstep, have you ever known me once to show any interest in basketball?
Niles: You know I'd go, Dad, but I have the quilt show.
Martin: Please, Niles, I feel bad enough already.