Frasier1993

Dr. Frasier Crane:
Well, we've got about thirty seconds, I think we've got time for one quick call. Hello, Marlene. I'm listening.

Marlene:
Oh my God! I'm really on?

Dr. Frasier Crane:
Yes, your problem, please...

[sound of dog barking]

Marlene:
Lucky, Lucky, get down! George, get the dog! Oh my god, this is so exciting!

[sound of baby crying]

Marlene:
Honey, honey, get the baby. George, get your son! Okay, okay, here it is, Dr. Crane. If my husband and I don't find some time to have sex soon, I think I'm gonna burst. I may even have to go to a department store and pick up a stranger.

[sound of man calling "Hello!"]

Marlene:
Oh, kids! Look who's here without calling first, Nana and Pop Pop!

[sighs]

Marlene:
I'll call you back.

[hangs up]

Dr. Frasier Crane:
Well, to all you Marlenes out there, let me just say that sex with a stranger is not the answer. Why don't you just pack the kids off with Nana and Pop Pop, lock Lucky downstairs in the basement, grab your husband, take him to the sturdiest kitchen table you have, and let the postman ring twice!