Frasier: Sudden death. Scrips-Howard rules.
John: Bring it on.
Niles: People, stop please. Look at yourselves. This is wrong. What are words, after all, but a way to communicate, to bring us together? But you, you're using them as weapons. Now, we still have an opportunity to walk away from here as winners, and wouldn't that be the greatest Spell-a-bration of all?