Frasier: Carla, death is an earthly scientific passage predicted by either massive physical injury or progressive bodily deterioration. There is as little validity in a supposed death dream as there is in the cliched image of death itself as a grim bloodless ghoul who's bony finger reaches out to tap you on the shoulder when your number's up.
Lilith: [taps Frasier's shoulder] Frasier, it's time to go.
Frasier: [Screams] Don't do that, woman. Put on some blush.

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