Frasier, Season 9

Daphne:
So that's how it goes: two people meet, they're together for forty years, and then all of a sudden it just ends.

Harry:
But it's different from you! I mean, you've found the right person.

Daphne:
You barely know him.

Harry:
Well, all I know is, I threw him out of my pub six times, and six times he marched back in and yammered me ear off until, until I went back with him to America - all to make YOU happy! I never did anything like that for your mother. No no, I tell you, Daphne, you've got the right one there. A good one, you know? And another thing. [rubs his fingers together] He's worth a bob or two.