Niles: Well, fine, then. If you won't tell me, I'll just ask Daphne myself.
Frasier: Niles, wait. The truth is, Daphne's...
Martin: ...mother is dying.
Niles: Oh, dear God.
Frasier: Yes. Tragic, isn't it? You know, she's going to need all the support that we can give her.
[Daphne enters with tears in her eyes]
Daphne: Evening, Dr. Crane.
Frasier: Well, come on, Niles, we don't want to lose our table.
Daphne: [to Niles] Did you hear the news?
Niles: I just did. What can I say?
Daphne: Oh, I've thought about this day, ever since I was a little girl.
Niles: I'm sure you have.
Daphne: It's even better than I thought it would be. I can already picture the big day: beautiful flowers everywhere, a sea of smiling faces, and I suppose everyone will want to have their picture taken with the lady of the hour.

Frasier: Do you want to talk?
Niles: Er, no. Frasier, if you wouldn't mind I'm gonna cancel dinner. I need to be alone.
Frasier: Of course, Niles, but if you need me, call.
[Niles exits]
Martin: Oh, poor kid.
Frasier: Oh, he'll be all right, Dad. You know, Niles is a lot stronger than we give him credit for. [answering the phone] Hello? Hold the elevator, I'll be right there.
Martin: [answering the phone] Hang in there son, he's on his way.

Martin: Wow, that's weird.
Daphne: What?
Martin: I just had a vision myself.
Daphne: What is it?
Martin: It's a mystery woman. She's standing in the kitchen. She's making me a Monte Cristo sandwich.
Daphne: Oh, brother.
Martin: Oh no, it's just a grilled cheese.
Daphne: Make it yourself, you lazy old sod!

Roz: Look, Niles pulled some strings and got Alice on a list for a really good preschool, so I thought I'd just get him a little thank you gift, which was why I was asking for your stupid opinion in the first place. Forget it.
Frasier: All right, fine.
Roz: I'll figure it out for myself.
Frasier: Have it your own way, that's fine. But I tell you what, don't get him a porcelain Pagliacci. He already has one.

Daphne: I know you'll make fun of me. But I had a vision that I'm meant to be with another man.
Martin: Who?
Daphne: I couldn't see his face. I don't know anything about him. He was just wearing a red bow tie.
Frasier: You're seriously going to dump Donny because of some psychic vision? Don't you think that's a little unwise?
Daphne: Well, your brother didn't think so.
Frasier: Niles knows about this?
Daphne: Yes, he helped me to see that ending things with Donny was my only choice. Unlike you, he believes in my visions. He knows I have a gift. [Daphne storms off to her room]
Frasier: Yes, he's been trying to unwrap it for six years.

Frasier: You know, maybe Daphne could use a little quiet time.
Daphne: Oh, who could be quiet? I'm so happy. Donny's going to ask me to marry him.
Niles: [to Martin] What?
Daphne: Now, come the big day you'll all sit right up front with my family. Because that's what you are to me, family.

Niles: Oh, you had a vision about... the love of your life. Okay, well tell me about it. And Daphne, omit nothing.
Daphne: All right, I was straightening up the living room when I had a sudden flash of a wedding ceremony for Donny and me. Oh, it was lovely. The church was packed to the rafters. My mum was there in a peach silk looking very smart, my brothers in their suits.
Niles: You know, I may have led you in the wrong direction with the "omit" business, feel free to skip ahead.

Daphne: Right. Well, my father had just walked me up to the altar and I was standing there facing Donny. He looked quite natty, black tuxedo, tails, very slimming...
Niles: And we're skipping...
Daphne: Well, then the vicar began the ceremony. He asked if anyone had a reason why we shouldn't wed and that's when this... well, this person stood up and said that he did. He said that he was the true love of my life, though he'd never had the courage to say so. I feel so awkward telling you all this.
Niles: Don't. I think I know who this person is.
Daphne: You do?
Niles: Yes.
Daphne: Well, I don't see how you could. I couldn't tell myself. He was standing in the shadows and I couldn't see his face. All I could make out was that he was wearing a red bow tie.
Niles: I don't have a... clue why anyone would wear such a thing to a wedding.

Daphne: Heavens, I can't believe I'm talking about my visions to a psychiatrist. Your brother would think I was daft.
Niles: Well, Frasier's never really shared my mystical/spiritual bent.
Daphne: This does mean I'm going to have to turn down Donny's proposal. You don't think that would be crazy?
Niles: Not at all.
Daphne: Then you really believe in psychic visions, too?
Niles: I do.
Daphne: Oh, thank you, Dr. Crane. That means a lot to me. Of course if I can't marry Donny, I can't very well go on dating him. That would just be leading him on.
Niles: That's very true.
Daphne: I don't know how I'm going to break it off with him.
Niles: If you want to write a letter, I have stationary and a fax machine.

Daphne: I have to tell him to his face. I do hate to let him go, though.
Niles: I know it's hard, but it's the only ethical thing to do.
Daphne: You're right. Now I see why people come to you. You always point them in the right direction.
Niles: Well, I'd be a poor excuse for a psychiatrist if I didn't.
[Niles turns a bust of Carl Jung around so it's not facing him]