Frasier1993

Roz:
You should have seen him, Frasier. He was raring to go, he kept bragging about how good he was and how much fun it was going to be, and he dies on me!

Bulldog:
Hey, it happens to all guys, okay?

Frasier:
Bulldog...

Bulldog:
No, no. This is a pet peeve of mine, doc. Why is it always the guy's fault? You know, if you chicks needed a little less booze to get from "maybe" to "yes," we'd be a lot more alert when the moment of truth arrives.

Frasier:
Bulldog, Roz was playing checkers with an elderly gentleman and he died.

Bulldog:
Oh, well... when I said "We" I didn't mean me, because I don't have that...

[Frasier and Roz just wait]

Bulldog:
Hey, you're a doctor, that was confidential!