Frasier: What?
Roz: It just hit me. You're really leaving. [chokes up] What will I ever do without you? [hugging him dearly] You're the sweetest, most wonderful...
Martin: It's okay, Roz. He's not going till next week.
Frasier: Let her talk, Dad!
Roz: You've always been just like a brother to me. Which is weird, I know, because we slept together, but...