- Dr. Niles Crane: You know, I said I wanted closure, but I won't have it until I do one more thing...
- [He takes off his wedding ring and goes to the balcony]
- Dr. Frasier Crane: Oh, be careful, Niles, from this height that could hurt somebody.
- Dr. Niles Crane: No, all clear.
- [throws the ring and shouts]
- Dr. Niles Crane: Goodbye, Maris! You've hurt me for the last time!
- Martin: Uh, Niles, is that your Mercedes parked down there?
- [Niles looks down]
- Martin: Whoa! Oh, well, a good body shop will be able to pound that out.
- Dr. Niles Crane: In half an hour I'm going to show Maris spontaneity beyond her wildest dreams.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: In half an hour? I thought we were going to prepare for your workshop!
- Dr. Niles Crane: I'm sorry, you'll have to look over the files yourself. You see, every Friday evening Maris spends an hour meditating in her spirituality gardens. Invariably she comes inside randy as a stoat. Well tonight, she's going to find me, waiting in her bed, as randy as a... nother stoat.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: It's ironic, isn't it? Dad's doing better in that department than either of us.
- Dr. Niles Crane: Not true, not true, that's really what I wanted to tell you. Maris and I are back on the expressway to love! Well, if not the expressway, then at least the on-ramp.
- Dr. Niles Crane: And I owe it all to the best psychiatrist I have ever known...
- Dr. Frasier Crane: Oh that's very flattering, Niles...
- Dr. Niles Crane: Dr. Bernard Schenkman, our new marriage counselor. And he is nothing short of a wizard. And Maris is as thrilled with him as I am. It's as if he's discovered the magic elixir to repair the shattered fragments of her psyche. I-I don't know exactly what to call it.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: The words "Krazy Glue" leap to mind.
- Dr. Niles Crane: 15 years with Maris, I end up in bed with her lover.
- Martin: Geez, I didn't need to hear that!
- Dr. Niles Crane: No, no, it was an accident. It was pitch dark, I thought he was Maris.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: Hmm, a natural mistake. Uh, what tipped you off?
- Dr. Niles Crane: The heat from her side of the bed.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: Niles? I thought you were talking with Maris.
- Dr. Niles Crane: It's over. Let her marry Schenkman, they deserve each other.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: Oh, I'm sorry, Niles. What happened?
- Dr. Niles Crane: Well, I reached the front gate and I was just about to ring the doorbell to ask her to let me in, when it suddenly dawned on me how many hours I have spent pleading with that woman through gates, through windows, through keyholes, and through transoms and... in one disastrous instance, through the pet door.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: Yes, I remember dabbing Bactine on those Chihuahua bites.
- Dr. Niles Crane: [on the verge of tears] Well, I decided no more. I actually looked up at the house and said, "Goodbye, Maris. I hope you have a happy life, but I don't have to take anymore of your crap ever again!" And I turned on my heel and walked away.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: That's a courageous decision. How do you feel?
- Dr. Niles Crane: Not bad, surprisingly. I'm glad I went over, I needed the closure. Now that it's over I feel a little sad of course, but also strangely liberated.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: I'm very proud of you.
- [Frasier and Niles hug]
- Dr. Frasier Crane: Here's to the Crane boys - love's big losers.
- [Frasier, Niles and Martin clink their glasses and drink]
- Daphne Moon: [answering the phone] Hello? Why, Mrs. Crowley, we were just talking about you. Yes he's here, hold on.
- Martin: [She passes the phone to Martin, and brings some tea to Frasier] Hi. Really? No, I'm not busy, dinner sounds like fun.
- Daphne Moon: [to Frasier] A certain someone is inviting a certain someone else to dinner.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: [sarcastic] Yes, where would the world be without you Brits and your knack for code-cracking?
- Dr. Frasier Crane: Hello Seattle, this is Dr. Frasier Crane. You know, I was reminded this morning of a jaunty aphorism which is credited to the great thinker Spinoza...
- Roz Doyle: Oh God...
- [Frasier, Niles and Martin are standing on the balcony of Frasier's apartment overlooking the Seattle skyline]
- Dr. Frasier Crane: Well, it's Saturday night. And here we are... again.
- Martin: Wonder how many women are out there tonight without a date.
- Dr. Niles Crane: Thousands! Thousands of opportunities for us to humiliate ourselves.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: [shouting] Well, come and get us, Seattle! Three Cranes, no waiting!
- Martin: We're desperate!
- Dr. Frasier Crane: We're ludicrous!
- Dr. Niles Crane: We're pathetic!
- Dr. Schenkman: Bear with me. I'm sorry. I'm feeling.. I'm feeling a little stressed.
- Dr. Niles Crane: You're feeling stressed?
- Dr. Schenkman: Put yourself in my place.
- Dr. Niles Crane: I very nearly did!
- Dr. Frasier Crane: [Martin enters the apartment] Oh Dad, you're back. How did things go with Mrs. Crowley?
- Martin: Oh great, fabulous. Right up until the time she introduced me to my date.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: [confused] I thought she was your date.
- Martin: So did I. Turns out my date was her mother. Eighty-six years young. I guess there was a little miscommunication when she invited me.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: [slightly amused] Gee, I'm almost afraid to ask this: How was Mom?
- Martin: Well, she was very nice. Sleepy.
- [Frasier and Niles laugh]
- Martin: But she smiled a lot, showed me pictures of her great-grandchildren. She couldn't remember any of their names, but what the hell, she couldn't remember mine either.
- [the three of them laugh]
- Martin: She's invited me to her place tomorrow night. I guess my little hard-to-get plan really paid off.
- Daphne Moon: Yes, you should really write a book; "How To Get A Date In Two Easy Years."
- Dr. Frasier Crane: [Niles has a breakdown in the middle of a group therapy session] You know, perhaps now would be a good time to take our fifteen minute break, why don't we?
- [the patients start to leave the room]
- Dr. Frasier Crane: We've had quite a catharsis here. Now traditionally it is the patients that make the breakthroughs, but we mustn't be sticklers.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: Yes well, Daphne, don't be too hard on him. The Crane men haven't had a great deal of success in the romance department lately. We're all a bit gun-shy.
- Daphne Moon: Ah yes, gun-shy, sensitive, picky; you're all full of excuses. You know, sometimes I wonder if I'll ever get any of you married off and out of this house.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: Well, I think we could all use a little something from the bar.
- Martin: Well, I could use a big something.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: It hasn't been a good day all around.
- Dr. Niles Crane: Yeah, Dad, uh... Maris and I have split up for good.
- Martin: Oh, I'm sorry.
- Dr. Niles Crane: She-She's in love with someone else.
- Martin: Oh, Niles. You all right?
- Dr. Niles Crane: Well, I will be.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: [Frasier brings a bottle of Scotch along with three glasses, which he fills. He then hands glasses to Niles and Martin before taking one for himself] Well, this may come as small consolation to you, but I believe that you each have a lot of work to do to catch up to me in the failed romance department. Divorced twice, left at the alter once.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: Please remember, no one is here to judge anyone else's behavior.
- [closes door and shouts at Niles]
- Dr. Frasier Crane: What the hell are you doing, you lunatic?
- Dr. Frasier Crane: Now, Niles, you're not thinking clearly. You're just grasping at straws.
- Dr. Niles Crane: No, no, you're wrong. I owe it to my marriage to give this just one more shot.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: How? What more could you possibly do?
- Dr. Niles Crane: I just need to talk to her alone. Try to make her realize what a mistake she's making.
- Dr. Frasier Crane: Niles, just bear one thing in mind...
- [Frasier follows Niles out of his office and shouts in earshot of the listening patients]
- Dr. Frasier Crane: Sometimes a marriage is just bad, doomed, and no amount of discussion will save it!
- [Niles leaves. Frasier turns back to the patients, who are all staring at him, aghast]
- Dr. Frasier Crane: Well, then... shall we resume?
- Dr. Niles Crane: [upon discovering Dr. Schenkman in his bed] Dr. Schenkman!
- Dr. Schenkman: Niles!
- Dr. Niles Crane: Dr. Schenkman, what the hell's going on?
- Dr. Schenkman: Well, it's not what it looks like.
- [He then gives a look of realization]
- Dr. Schenkman: What am I saying?
- Dr. Niles Crane: [getting out of bed] For God's sake!
- Dr. Schenkman: [also getting out of bed] Bear with me, I'm sorry. I'm feeling-I'm feeling a little stressed.
- Dr. Niles Crane: You're feeling stressed?
- Dr. Schenkman: Put yourself in my place.
- Dr. Niles Crane: I very nearly did.