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- Frasier: Are you forgetting that just this afternoon I was punched in the face by a man now dead?
- Niles: [getting off the phone] That was Maris. Poor thing lost her shoes. She put them outside her cell to be polished, and someone named Big Judy is holding them for ransom.
- Niles: Well, what did we talk about? Uh, we discussed the upcoming women's arts festival and their tableau vivant. They're going to be re-enacting Schmitt's painting of "The Martyrdom of St. Ursula by Atila the Hun." Naturally, Maris will pose as the Hun.
- Frasier: Ah.
- Niles: A tad Germanic for my taste, but nonetheless I told her I'd help out by lending her my antique crossbow to help complete the tragic scene on the Rhine. Of course, talk of the Rhine inevitably led to that wonderful anecdote about the Nazarene painters of Biddlesbock Palace...
- Frasier: [joins Niles in loud guffaws] Those beer-loving rascals! Tell it, Niles!
- Niles: Apparently, Maris and Esteban had a fight, and Maris kicked him out. She was trying to calm herself by practicing her tableau vivant pose with the, with the crossbow - which, she needs all the practice she can get. She has terribly weak triceps. Well, all of a sudden Esteban burst back in through the balcony window. Maris was-was startled to death and pulled the trigger in self-defense. He was dead before he hit the parquet.
- Daphne: Thanks for what you said about me, though I haven't been completely wonderful.
- Niles: No. You've been irritable and you made me sleep on the couch.
- Frasier: That's the stuff, Niles. Doesn't it feel good to get it off your chest.
- Niles: Oh stuff it, Mr. Malaprop. Family spokesman? The Manson family should have a spokesman like you.
- Daphne: [to Niles] If you hadn't have snuck off to have lunch with her, we never would have been dragged into this, and you wouldn't be sleeping alone on the couch tonight! But you did, and we were, so you are!