Niles: Well, I was driving down the freeway trying hard not to notice the provocative decals truckers have on their mud flaps, when I heard your little speech about breaking out of familiar patterns.
Frasier: Mmm-hmm.
Niles: Well, sleeping alone has been my pattern. I'm ready to take a leap!
Frasier: No, you're not.
Niles: Okay, not a leap, but you've got to give me something. A hop, a bound, gimme a jump, oh God-!
Frasier: [grabs him] Niles, will you just get a grip!