Roz: Look, I appreciate you coming down here with me, but I don't think I can make it.
Frasier: Roz, we have discussed this. This is going to be your breakthrough day.
Roz: They hate me here.
Frasier: You're just overreacting. There is no way they think you're the Angel of Death.
[Two residents turn the corner and see Roz. They make a hasty retreat with their zimmerframe and cane.]
Roz: I'm leaving.