Martin: What the hell happened? Claire just ran out of here without even saying goodbye.
Frasier: We broke up.
Martin: What?
Frasier: Well, I broke up with her.
Martin: You are a piece of work, aren't you? You just couldn't stand a good thing, could you? I bet you were planning on this since Belize.
Frasier: I have not.
Martin: Ah, don't give me that. You did the same thing you always do, you go around asking everybody's advice, then you just do whatever the hell you want. And it's usually wrong, by the way.
Frasier: Look, I was just being true to my feelings, Dad. There's no reason to be mad at me.
Martin: I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at myself. I knew this was coming and I let myself get attached.