Frasier: Daphne, you can't go. You have to stay. I've only just recently realized how important you are to us. You see, if you go, Dad and I will kill each other. I'm not just tossing out hyperbole here. I'm speaking in the most literal sense. Dad and I--both dead! Only he'll be lying there with a bacteria-ridden sponge protruding from his mouth like a bloated tongue.
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