Frasier1993

Dr. Frasier Crane:
Daphne, how about a woman's perspective? Let's just say, for argument's sake, that you and I succumbed to a night of passion...

Daphne Moon:
What, you and me?

[laughs]

Dr. Frasier Crane:
Yes!

Daphne Moon:
What - bosoms heaving, shirt buttons catapulting through the air?

Dr. Frasier Crane:
[annoyed] It's a hypothetical question!

Daphne Moon:
I'll say it is!

[laughs again]

Dr. Frasier Crane:
Oh, all right, somebody else! So, you have a mad tryst with this young man and then the next day he says that he thinks things are going too fast; he'd like to slow down. What would you say?

Daphne Moon:
I suppose I'd say: "Thanks for being honest. Probably right, we were moving fast."

[suddenly bitter]

Daphne Moon:
"Not that it was too fast for you last night... Ooooh, no, we were right on schedule then, weren't we?"

[Martin, disturbed, turns around in his armchair and stares at her]

Daphne Moon:
But, now you've had your fun, though not too much apparently, and you want to be my friend-"

[angry]

Daphne Moon:
"Well, you can just SOD OFF, Trevor Mulgrew!"

[She calms down and notices that Frasier and Martin are staring at her]

Daphne Moon:
You know, I think I might have some buttons for this shirt.

[walks out]