Frasier (1993–2004): Season 11, Episode 23 - Goodnight, Seattle: Part 1 - full transcript

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You all right?

I hate flying.

It's just a little turbulence.
We'll be through it in a minute.

Mother of God!

This is kind of embarrassing.

I mean, I treat people for this.

I'm a psychiatrist. Well,
there's a small world.

I'm a psychiatrist,
too. Dr. Frasier Crane.

Oh. I've heard your show.

Dr. Anne Ranberg.
Lovely to meet you.



Nice to meet you.

Well, don't let
me interrupt you.

You seemed kind
of deep in thought.

Oh, I suppose I was.

It's been a rather eventful
three weeks for me.

If you want to talk about it,

it might get our
minds off the flight.

It's really rather personal.
Nothing you'd be interested in.

Okay, then.

So, I was dating this
woman. Mm-hmm.

Weren't we on our way to lunch?

Yes.

And then you followed me in here
when I came to get my briefcase

and uttered the fatal phrase
that no man can resist.



I said I like your pillow shams.

Nice try, my little temptress,

but I'm down for
at least an hour.

Do you still have time
for lunch before work?

Well, my show doesn't
start till 2:00, and it's only...

Oh, dear God!

Where the hell is
he? I don't know!

I called his cell,
I've called his house.

You're gonna have
to go on for him.

Me? Yeah, you. Well, I'm not.

Last time I did it, it
was a total disaster.

Aren't you always saying
you used to be a deejay?

Oh, 20 years ago. I can't do that
anymore. It'll come back to you.

You got five seconds.

I can't! I'm a nervous wreck.

My palms are sweaty,
my mouth is like cotton.

Hey, Emerald City!
Kenny Daly here.

Master of the mike,
baron of the booth,

the man of the hour,
too sweet to be sour.

The doctor's out today!

But Kenny's here,

filling the seat,
taking the heat.

I might even throw in a
call or two to Grandma Gert.

But no kids. I hate kids!

Ooh-hoo, she's in a mood today.

And who's this
coming into the booth?

Why, it's Percy Von Snootenheim.

Turn that off.

I'm sorry I have to rush off.

I wish we could spend
the whole day together.

I don't leave for
Chicago until midnight.

I'll come over and
make you dinner.

Oh, that sounds
great. I'd love that.

Any requests? Uh...

I liked what I had for lunch.

Why don't I just surprise you.

Still sounding like lunch.

Isn't that a great song, people?

Really brings back the memories.

Sorry I kind of forgot the
words there in the middle.

So, let's toss it to the news.

Where the hell have you been?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I had
a doctor's appointment.

It couldn't be helped.

Just in time, Doc.

This turned out to be
one of your better shows.

Thank you, Kenny.

Darling. Bebe! What
are you doing here?

I just came by... to
see my favorite client...

And the wonderful man who's
given him such a happy, happy home.

Aw, you're the best, Bebe.

Good news. I'm busting
you out of this hellhole.

What? Did you ever
hear of Dr. Mark Reisman?

The San Francisco
radio psychiatrist?

Yes, we had a nice encounter
once at a conference.

Well, last week he had
a not so nice encounter

with a falling air conditioner.

Anyway,

they want you to replace
him, and the money's huge.

Poor Mark.

What a ghastly way to die.

Yes, I cried so hard,
it was all I could do

to stuff your demo tape
in the Fed Ex pouch.

But they want you.

Well, it's very tempting, Bebe,

but I'm very happy
here in Seattle.

I don't want to leave.

Darling, it's San Francisco.

Do you know what
life is like there

for a good-looking straight man?

You'll be like a Snickers
bar at a fat camp.

Eh, no. My answer
is still no, Bebe.

I've got to begin my show.

Well, that's gratitude for you.

Do you have any idea
the lengths I went to

to make this happen?
Wait a minute.

You were in San
Francisco last week.

Don't tell me...

I was nowhere near
that air conditioner.

You're worse than the police.

We're such a cliché...

Little woman at the stove,

big, rugged man
with his brawny arm...

Ooh! The hollandaise
is breaking.

Dad.

I thought you were going out

with Niles and Daphne.
I'm waiting on Ronee.

Listen, Charlotte is leaving
for Chicago in three hours.

This is our farewell dinner.

Oh, hi, Martin. Oh,
hi. How are you?

Don't worry. We're leaving.

I'm not gonna spoil
your romantic mood.

Hey, Ronee, what,
did you fall in?!

Good heavens, I thought

you were meeting
them downstairs.

That's what I thought, too.

Hey, Martin.

Oh, thank God you're home, Doc.

I'm going a little crazy...
I need some advice.

Kenny, we just put
dinner on the table.

Oh, thanks, but I'm
too worked up to eat.

Doing your show
today, I... I got the fever.

I want to get back
behind the mike.

But should I quit my job,
throw away my whole career

and financial security just to
chase some cockamamie dream?

Yes! Off you go.

You didn't even
have to think about it.

You always believed in me, Doc.

Kenny Daly.

Hi. Nice to meet you.
This, is, uh, Charlotte.

I'm getting all messy here.

Let me just pop into the
powder room real fast.

Ronee! While we're young!

Too late.

Well, have a great
evening, you two.

Yes, uh, thank you. Bye.

Oh, damn it, my
contact slipped. Hang on.

Whoa! Whoa, yourself.

Do we know him?

Knock, knock. FRASIER:
Oh, for God's sake!

No, I know it's
your special night,

but my very pregnant
wife insisted we come up.

Sorry. Won't be a minute.

Whoa! Oh, sorry.

I'll just run down the hall.

Maybe I'll start
over on that dinner.

I-I'm sorry for intruding,

but nowadays Daphne
can't go ten minutes.

We're late for everything.

Yes, well, you know
how Chez Henri hates it

when people are late,
so I'll tell you what,

why don't we call for
that elevator right now.

And tell Henri that
the first round of drinks

is on me.

Whiskey, please. Simon!

Oh, Frasier! How are you?

Please leave immediately.

Hey...

Oh!

There's my little sister.

You're not so little
anymore there, are you?

Simon, what are you doing here?

Well, I heard you
was knocked up,

so I-I brought you a present.

Come on in, lads!

Oh, sis! Oh, my God! Michael!

Hello, sis!

And Stephen!

We knew you'd be here
when we went to your house

and you wasn't there.
So we took the liberty

of leaving our things
in your guest room.

How did you get in?

How did we...

Stephen and Michael,
this is my husband Niles.

Oh, and his brother Frasier.

And this is Martin
and his fiancée Ronee.

Hi. How are you?

And, sorry, your name again?

Kenny. Kenny.

So, I'll tell you what...

I tell you what, he did
bloody well for himself.

That's right, Michael.

Frasier does very
well for himself.

Tell you what,
let's take the tour.

There will be no tours!

Listen, uh, why don't you
guys join us for dinner?

I'll lay the table.
Is this real silver?

Give me that!

It's-it's a bloody
great ashtray, isn't it?

Put that down!

You know, we could
have some real fun

if you got rid of
some of those people.

Oh, just give us a
minute, then, love.

Who is that creep?!

You know, I'm getting
some very mixed signals.

All right, that's it!

I want you all out of here!

And I do not mean

a leisurely exit... I
mean a break-neck,

trampling-each-other,
this-theater's-on-fire stampede!

All right, you know, I can
take a hint, Frasier, right? Look.

That's a lovely woman
that you've got for yourself.

Congratulations. Yeah,
yeah. Yes, thank you.

Yeah, give us
a call. I'll be at...

Oh, get out of here!

Because it's not a word.

Yes, it is. No, it's not.

Yes, it is. Use
it in a sentence.

Her grandmother's bed

was warm and quilty.

And why is she lying there?

Because she's feeling
all "befevered" again?

Could I borrow your 'F'?

I've got a little
message for you.

Hello?

Okay. Thanks.

My car's here.

Mm.

I still don't know why

you won't let me
drive you to the airport.

No. I can't stand all that
airport good-bye stuff.

This is better. Right.

Well, then... Look, let's not...

Right, right. Because...

if you start... Yeah,
me, too. Okay, uh...

Well, then, uh,
good luck in Chicago.

Thanks.

Got your ticket? Uh...

Yeah. Great, great.

Oh, oh, listen, I have a
little something here for you.

Damn it, I knew you were gonna
do something sweet like that.

I didn't get you anything.

It's just a hair band I
found in the shower drain.

Thanks. Yeah.

Let me get your coat.

This wasn't supposed
to be so hard.

I don't know about you, but...

I've had enough easy good-byes.

I'm kind of glad
to have the chance

to have another tough one.

Thank you

for a great three weeks.

Bye, Charlotte.

Bye, Frasier.

Forgot my scarf.

Oh, oh, my fault.

All right.

Bye. Bye.

Cell phone.

Oh! Oh, yes. Here. Cell phone.

Here you go.

Ow! Oh!

Oh... Oh, oh...

I'm sorry. No, it's...

it's my fault.

Lord...

Ay.

Yeah, uh... Bye.

See you. See you.

Oh, for God's sake, what now?

We couldn't say
good-bye on a head butt.

Feel better?

Positively quilty.

Oh, hey, Niles.

Hi, Dad.

What are you doing here?

Escaping.

I woke this morning to
find Daphne's brothers

playing a game called "I
Can Reach It From Here."

Give you a hint...
The "it" was a toilet.

And there were no winners.

Oh, also I stopped by to
see how Frasier's holding up.

He was asleep when I got
home, and he's still in bed.

He's probably depressed.

I'm sure this whole Charlotte
thing has got him bereft...

Shh, shh.

Morning, Dad. Hey, Niles.

How's it going? How you doing?

Let me get you a cup of coffee.

I can get it.

I brought you some of
those cookies you like.

Milanos.

Oh, well, thank you.

Now you just sit down.

I made you a little breakfast.

I see what's going on.

You think I'm in tatters

because Charlotte's
gone back to Chicago.

Well, I'm not.

I'm not going to say I
won't miss her like crazy.

But we knew going in
that our time was limited.

We made the most
of it. I have no regrets.

Morning.

Except for leaving
that door unlocked.

We thought you might

like to join us for brunch.

Darn. Niles and I just
reserved a squash court.

Yes, and we're on thin ice with
the appointments director as it is.

He's already moved our lockers

next to the flip-flop drop.

That's right, Michael.

Frasier has a very nice flat,
but you was here last night.

Was I?

Oh, I think I need
to sit down a minute

before we go.

Can you believe this baby
might be two weeks late?

He's a Moon all right.

Every lad in our family
was at least two weeks late.

Once we get comfy, nothing
budges us, right, lads?

Right.

Can I get a glass
of water, please?

Glass of water, yes.

Right, right.

Oh, Frasier, be a good lad...

Right, lads?

Three.

Do you have any
idea what he's saying?

Not a word.

Apparently Stephen
was dropped as a child.

I thought the
mumbler was Michael.

He was dropped on Michael.

The idea that our son
might take after them

is making me crazy.

Now, Niles, just remember

those hearty Crane
genes are in there, too.

Please. Those Moon genes
have probably beaten our genes up

and stolen their lunch money.

That is why I am taking action.

I was going to wait
to do this till tonight,

but I can see that
every minute is critical.

What's this?

This is called the
Born Musician.

You put this speaker
on the mother's stomach,

and it bombards the
baby with classical music,

thus instilling a taste
for higher culture.

The closest thing we had to that
was Dad bongoing out "Babalu"

on Mom's belly.

Here we are.

Oh, Niles, look what
Stephen just gave me.

You know who'll be jealous?
Mrs. Zicklin from the building.

Doesn't she have
one just like this?

No, I don't think she does.

I brought you a present, too.

This plays soothing
music for the baby.

You see, you put
this speaker here,

just like that.

And then if you want to
hear a selection of say,

I don't know, Vivaldi,
you turn this dial.

And then...

Goodness, he's never
kicked like that before.

We've got a little
footballer in the family.

Finally we got
something we can drink to.

Let's go to the pub.

♪ We hate Nottingham Forest ♪

♪ We hate Liverpool, too ♪

And Leeds!

Are you coming, Martin?
I'm still waiting on Ronee.

We'll meet you
at the restaurant.

Okay.

Marty, I just got off the phone

with the Branford Inn.

They called to confirm our
wedding reservation for May 15.

But we're getting
married July 15.

Yes, but they have
us down for May.

Apparently July 15 is booked
along with every other weekend

between now and October.

What happened?

I don't know. You
made the reservation.

For July 15.

I love how she blames me.

Why would I randomly pick a...

Oh, no.

What?

May 15... Eddie's birthday.

Well, I'm sure you can
find someplace else.

We had our hearts
set on the Branford Inn.

It's where we had
our second date.

We had a little too much wine,

and the couple at the next table

said, "Get a room,"
and so we did.

Well, I guess I better
start thinking about Plan B.

Damn.

Well, I just feel
sorry for Ronee.

You know, her first wedding
was kind of bare-boned.

That's why she had her
heart set on something special.

You know...

Fancy menu, swing
band, flowers everywhere.

You need that once in your life.

You know, Dad, Niles
and I have been wondering

what to get you
for your wedding.

And maybe we could
just give you the wedding.

You still have the
Branford Inn on the 15th.

But that's eight days away.

You'd have to get a caterer,
a justice of the peace.

I can officiate.

I still have my license
from that time I married

those two commitment-phobes
on my Valentine's show.

Are they still together?

Not the time, Niles.

Ronee, the boys think they can

throw a fancy wedding
together by May 15th.

But that's in eight days.

Well, it only took us four
days to throw together

our seafood-themed "Friends
of the Marina Bouilla-bash."

Well, all right, good.
That's great of you guys.

Thank you.

Well, what do you know?

Well, leave it to the
duke and duchess

to save our behinds.

I'm sorry. Leave it to whom?

What, they don't
know about that one?

Just keep walking.

Well, obviously,
you're the duchess...

Dancers.

Rehearsal is over.

Please wait upstairs.

I don't want anyone to see you

until the floor show.

I'm sorry. We're
still setting up.

Clint, would you
please go outside

and tell everyone
they can't come in here

until after the ceremony.

It will spoil the entire reveal.

You can't blame them.
It's 90 degrees out there.

It's dripping wet.

I hope our Chinese acrobats
are sufficiently rosined.

Holy mackerel.

You guys are amazing.

Well, I'm glad
you like it, you two,

but listen, you've
got to go get changed.

You're getting
married in ten minutes.

Traffic was bad... we got stuck

behind this old bus, a
church group, I think.

Good. Our gospel choir is here.

Niles, go make sure they're

fitted with their angel wings

and give them all
a meal voucher.

Frasier!

Roz, I'm sorry.
I can't let you in.

I know it's warm out there...

Tell you what, go have
a cool drink with Kenny.

I just did.

He told me all about
his new deejay job.

Oh, well, good for him.

I'll come down
and give him a hug.

Well, bring a towel.

He just sweated
through a hammock.

This sucks.

The softest boss we
ever had is leaving.

Come on, Frasier.
Let me in. It's hot.

All right, Roz. I
can't say I blame you.

It's like the ninth
circle of hell out here.

Do you love this
weather or what?

Bebe, what are you doing here?

Your strategy
worked, you genius.

What strategy?

Turning down the
San Francisco job.

They offered you 20% more money

and thrown in a weekly
TV gig on the morning news.

Television?

Well, that certainly
sounds tempting, but...

but my home is here.

There are more important
things than money.

Yes, I know. There's power,
but money can buy that.

Bebe!

Fine.

If you don't like the
terms of the deal,

I'll have another swing at it.

Did that old man just faint?

What?!

Oh, good Lord.

That's my cannon operator.
At the end of the ceremony,

he's supposed to fire
that antique cannon.

I'm not sure
there's anybody else

who knows how to
work the damn thing.

Frasier!

Niles!

Disaster!

Dear God. You first.

Our cannon man is
down... heatstroke.

Our flower girl
is down... drunk.

The flower girl?

Apparently someone
gave her champagne.

Who would give liquor
to a six-year-old girl?

Party's here, lads.

Simon, did you give our
flower girl champagne?

I may have.

Well, the poor little
thing was nervous

about getting her part right.

Nervous.

Here's our little ring bearer.

Ronee will be
down in two minutes.

Oh, great.

Still no flower girl, and now
no one to fire our cannon.

Cannon?

If it's a cannon you need fired,

Michael's your man.

Oh, yeah.

He's a great one
for shooting things.

Which foot is it that's
missing two toes?

Um... that one.

All right, then,

come along, all of you.

See if you can
figure out this thing.

Now, your cue to
fire it is when I say,

at the end of the ceremony,
"Ladies and gentlemen,

Mr. and Mrs. Martin
Crane." You got it?

Boom.

Is Eddie growling?

It's his stomach. Poor thing
hasn't eaten since morning.

We can't have him
rumbling up the aisle.

Give him some of that pate.

Ooh, Roz, do you think

that we could enlist
Alice to be our flower girl?

What do you say, honey? Sure.

Oh, that's splendid news.

Here, take these rose petals.

You're suppose to
strew them in the aisle

as you lead the
procession in and out.

You know what?

Guess I better
give our ring bearer

his precious cargo.

Roz!

Her cue to lead
the procession out

at the end of the ceremony

is when I say, "Ladies
and gentlemen,

Mr. and Mrs. Martin Crane."

Not now!

What the hell was that?!

What are you looking for?

The ring. I dropped it when...

It's in the pate. Eddie, no!

Just our luck.

When the gun went off,
it startled a truck driver,

and he slammed into a lamppost.

Now the entire
roadway is blocked.

Can anything else go
wrong at this wedding?

What?

There's a veterinarian's
five minutes from here.

I'm sure he can make
Eddie cough up that ring.

All right, then off you go.

Both of you. Hurry, please.

We've only got the
skywriter till 5:00.

Clint, could you please

turn up that air conditioning,
to the maximum?

That ice sculpture over there

is by the renowned
artist Arthur Nudzac

and it's melting already.

What's that?

We just blew out the compressor.

Just don't stand there.
Please, call a repairman.

Frasier... Frasier!

You've got to let
these people in.

Yes, Roz, I'm sorry.
I know it's warm...

No, it's not the heat.

That truck that just
crashed was full of cattle.

Well, the sound of gentle
mooing in the background

might lend a pastoral effect.

Cattle, Frasier.

Large, undiapered cattle

that just heard a cannon go off.

Oh, all right, I'll handle this.

Uh, wedding guests,

we thank you for
your cooperation

and your patience...

People, please, please.

Okay, here are your pills.

Twice a day.

And you feel
better, Mr. Kitty-Cat.

Who's next?

I am.

Oh, gosh.

Um, actually,

we have an emergency here.

Our dog swallowed a ring

and it's holding up
a whole wedding.

Go ahead. I can wait.

Thank you so much.

Thank you.

Boy, no easy cases today.

Talk about hitting
the ground running.

Is this your first day?

Yep. I'm not in Kansas anymore.

Where'd you go to vet school?

Kansas.

All right. Here we go.

Hold his mouth open.

I'll see if I can get his
paw down his throat.

I'm just kidding.
I'm just kidding.

Why don't I just take your pooch

to the other room here
and I'll be right back.

Excuse me. Thank
you. All right, buddy.

Thank you. Thank you.

He has no idea what he's doing.

He's just new at
this. He's nervous.

I've been a bit
nervous meself lately.

Ever since me
brothers showed up.

Really? Why?

Well, you know,
the way they keep

patting my stomach and saying

"He's a Moon all right."

Oh, my God, yes.

And every time they say that,

all I can think is
what if he's not?

What if he's like
you and Frasier?

Excuse me?

A Moon boy I know how to handle.

But what if he's
a little genius,

teasing me in French
by the time he's six?

I've been worried
he's going to turn out

like one of your brothers.

I was sure when he kicked
that speaker off your belly

that you had a
little Simon in there.

They are a handful, my brothers.

I can just imagine the hell
they're raising back there.

With an open bar?

Oh, my God!

My water just broke.
The baby's coming.

Because I said "open bar"?

Oh!

All right, okay, all right.

Don't, don't panic.

There's plenty of time
to get you to a hospital.

The hell there is!
He's coming right now.

Here's your ring.

Call an ambulance.
My wife's having a baby.

There's no time
for an ambulance.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

You know what? You call 911,

and I'll just get started here.

Wait, wait, wait.

I'm going to wash my hands.

Are you sure you
know what you're doing?

Oh, I've assisted in
many deliveries, ma'am.

One just took blue ribbon
at the Kansas State Fair.

Oh, my God!

Easy now. You're
doing great, girl.

Don't call me that! I'm
not a bloody poodle.

Yes, hello, hello.

We're at... We're at
1206 East Village Road.

My wife's gone into labor.

They say the hospital
is 20 miles away.

Can you make it if I drive you?

She says no.

All right, they're on their
way. They're on their way.

Now you just calm down.
Focus on me and breathe.

Oh, for God's sakes! Oh! Oh!

Is everything okay in here?

We're fine.

Okay. If you need any
help, I'm a registered nurse.

Get the hell back in here!

Easy, girl.

Stop that!

Roz, do not open a window

until they tow
that cattle truck!

Oh, my God. It's a
million degrees in here.

We got to get a breeze going.

Oh, my God!

Dad, Ronee, we're
almost ready to start.

What's that smell?

Smell?

Congratulations, you two.
Everything's just perfect.

Sorry I can't stay.

What's happening?

There's been a bit of a mishap

with a cattle truck,
and the AC's out.

But no matter. Right, people?

It'll take more than
that to mar our joy

in seeing these two become
Mr. and Mrs. Martin Crane.

Hello.

Well, finally, Niles.

Stop babbling.

Niles, you'll have to speak up.

I can't hear you with that baby
screaming in the backgrou...

Oh, my God!

Isn't he perfect, Dad?

He certainly is, Mom.

He's got your eyes and my chin.

He's got my hair.

Do you think so?

No, he's got my hair.

Let go, dear.

If you can part with
him for just two seconds,

I should finish cleaning him up.

Of course.

We can't thank you two enough.

Oh, please.

Really. If there's ever
anything that we can do for you.

You can do me one quick favor.

My Jason is kinda
overdue for his lunch.

Of course.

Hello? Niles?

Boy, some day, huh?

Getting married and
meeting my grandson

all in the same afternoon.

Hey, you guys,
you're just in time.

Come on in.

Don't stare.

You were no prize
at that age either.

Oh, look who's here. Hello.

Here we go.

Oh, my God. He's beautiful.

That twin's gonna be
jealous his whole life.

Your ambulance should
be here any minute,

so I think I'm going to go.

All right. Here.
Thank you again.

You sure you don't want
me to check your monkey?

Yeah, I'm sure.

Congratulations.

Thank you. Thank you.

Hey there, you.

I'm the one who's
gonna spoil you rotten.

You're so sweet to come down,

but what about your
wedding, all those people?

Ah, they'll keep.

Yeah, as long as
there's an open bar.

Ooh! Settle down there.

I guess that's our ride.

I'm so sorry we're going
to miss your wedding.

So are we.

I feel like it's me own
dad getting married.

It's not going to be the same
without you guys up there.

I don't want to
forget the rings.

Hey, wait a minute.

Why don't we just
get married here?

We've got the rings
and the preacher.

What about all the guests?

We can do it
again for them later.

And at least this place
only smells like a monkey.

Well, I'm game.

Get crackin', Fras.

You know, I'm gonna
condense this just a bit.

I don't need that.
And I don't need that.

Ah. "It was the great
thinker Horace Walpole..."

Don't need that.

Well, all right then. Uh...

Dearly beloved...

Someone call for an ambulance?

Just a couple of
seconds, please.

Niles, why don't you
give them the rings?

Cut to the chase here.

Do you, Martin Crane,
take Ronee Lawrence

to be your lawfully wedded wife,

forsaking all others
until death do you part?

I do.

Do you, Ronee Lawrence,
take Martin Crane...

I do.

Oh, I'm tearing up.

If they'd let me say
what I planned to,

you'd be bawling your
eyes out right now.

By the power vested in me,

I now pronounce
you man and wife.

Yay!

We're ready now.

We're so happy for you both.

Congratulations.

And you will always
remember your anniversary

because it's the same day
as your grandson's birthday.

Yeah, and Eddie's.

What?

Never mind.

Eddie's birthday is today?

So that's how you came up
with May 15th for the hotel?

Uh...

I knew it.

And you've been blaming
the inn all this time.

You are so busted.

That was a short honeymoon.

Hello, Lilith. Hey. It's me.

Yeah, listen, I was just calling
to check out how Freddy's doing.

What? A new one?

I thought he was
smitten with the old one.

Well, you know, he
gets that from me.

Back in my heyday,

I had a new chess
coach every month.

Well, I'm spending a
lot of time alone lately.

Oh, you know, Dad and Ronee
are still on their honeymoon.

Oh, yes, they thank you
for that very thoughtful

radon detector you sent.

Not seeing much of
Niles and Daphne either

because they're so
busy with the baby.

Oh, sorry to keep you.

Just tell Freddy to call me.

Okay, bye, Lilith.

Oh.

Here to pick up a chair.

It's right there.

Sorry I'm late. It's all right.

Been waiting long?

11 years.

Be careful with it.

Bebe, hi. It's Frasier.

Listen, about that
San Francisco job.

I think I'll take it.

Have you heard anything,
Frasier? About what?

The new station manager
they're announcing today.

My stomach is in knots.

I just know they're
going to replace

sweet, kind-hearted Kenny
with some ruthless, draconian...

Hard ass.

That would hardly
make up for it.

Frasier.

Bebe. Oh...

I'll let you know if I
hear anything, guys.

It's done.

When destiny calls,
Bebe calls back

and screws destiny to the wall.

Yes, yes, yes. Shh. I don't
want anyone to find out.

I'm not telling my
family until this evening.

I'm so proud of you.

Bebe, listen, I have
something for you.

I've decided to give
away some of the things

I've accumulated
through the years.

Sort of a fresh start, you know.

My baby's all grown up.

I look in your eyes and
I see something there

that I've never seen before.

Wisdom?

Crow's feet.

Sorry, darling, but you're
going to be on TV now.

I talked to my face man.
He can see you at 4:00.

Well, thanks, Bebe, but, no.

I'm not talking surgery,
just a little tweaking.

20 minutes. I've
used him for years.

And I'm sure he's very
good at what he does,

but still it's just...

I'm done next door, so
I'll be in the car, Mom.

4:00 it is.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Bye.

You heard something, didn't you?

Yeah.

Roz, are you all
right? Of course not.

She's ashen with
terror. Spit it out, Roz.

Who's the jack-booted tyrant

whose fanny I'll be kissing
till God knows when?

Me.

Joyful news, Your Majesty.

You?

Roz, congratulations.
Aren't you excited?

I don't know. I... It
just hasn't sunk in yet.

That's understandable.

I remember when I
heard that my advice

would be heard by
millions of people...

It just sunk in! I'm the boss!

Who wants to go have champagne?

Oh, gosh, Roz, I'd love to,

but I have to go to a
doctor's appointment.

Can you come to my
place for dinner tonight?

Sure.

I'm so happy for you.
I'm just so excited.

Well, was that
worth waiting for?

He asked you a question, Roz.

Bebe, it's Frasier.

When you get
this, call me please.

I want to thank
you for sending me

to that quack of yours today.

He screwed something up and
now my eyes won't stop watering.

There she is.

Congratulations.

And to you.

Hey, does anyone know
what this big occasion is?

We had plans and
Frasier made us cancel.

We're not sure either.

He said he had some sort
of an announcement to make.

Hey, Roz.

Aw, there he is.

Oh!

Hey, David...

Remember me? I'm your grandpa.

Yes, and I'm your...

Sorry. I just... I
can't say it yet.

Frasier, I brought
some champagne if...

Were you just crying?

No. No, Roz, of course not.

Could you take these out for me?

Sure. Thank you.

Is Frasier okay?

Sure. Why?

Well, I think he was
crying in the kitchen.

I hope he's okay.

He's been to the
doctor an awful lot lately.

Has he?

Yeah. He went today. And
he missed a whole show

because of an
appointment last week.

He hasn't said anything to us.

Ronee,

I saw you admiring
this china pattern.

Oh, yeah, it's beautiful.

Well, I'd like to make
a gift of them to you.

There's a complete set.

Gosh, Frasier.

Thank you.

Oh, Niles...

I know how much
you've always coveted

this chess set.

I want you to have it.

But this is your favorite.

This is the one you learned on.

Which is why I
want it to be the set

that you teach that
son of yours to play on.

I haven't forgotten
about you, Roz.

I'll be right back.

I don't like this.

Well, now let's not get alarmed.

Marriage in the air
and a new baby...

it's just brought out
his sentimental side.

Frasier, it's Dr. Hanning.

I'm really sorry
about your results.

I know it doesn't look good,

but I'm going to do
everything I can for you.

Call me.

Oh, my God.

You think that's why he
brought us all here tonight?

Here we are, Roz.

I thought this art deco
mirror seemed like you.

That just shows you.

I thought I'd get the bigger
reaction from the chess set.

Frasier, what's going on here?

Yeah, giving all
your stuff away...

you're not going
anywhere, are you?

Well, I didn't want to say
anything until after dinner,

so as not to bring
down the party, but...

I see you're all ahead of me.

Listen, a couple of weeks ago
I got some unexpected news.

Now, you see, this is exactly
what I was trying to avoid.

You mustn't think of my
leaving you as a sad thing,

because I don't.

I think of it as an adventure.

Oh, Frasier, no...

Look, we all knew we weren't
going to stay together forever.

That's not what life is about.

Cry if you must,
but I assure you

when I pass through that
Golden Gate, I will be smiling.

Golden gate...

Yes.

That's where I'm
moving to, San Francisco.

What?

My new job.

I start next week.

Now don't just sit there
choking back the tears.

Go ahead. Let them out.

I can't believe it!

To San Francisco.

To San Francisco.
To San Francisco.

You know, it's just
an hour by plane,

so I'll be coming back
up as often as you like.

Oh, we know, Fras.
Don't worry about us.

We're happy for you.

I'm happy for myself...

and scared, too. But
it's a good scared.

Sort of the way I felt when
I came here from Boston.

But if I hadn't done that,

just look at what I
would've missed out on.

And...

look what I would've
missed out on.

God, they are so beautiful.

And they'll stay like that

as long as she
keeps breast-feeding.

Niles, could you take the
baby? I need to get a blanket.

Sure.

This is pretty comfortable. I
would've been okay with this.

Let me just help you
with some of those dishes.

Oh, handsome boy.

Yes.

And to think I had
myself all worked up

worrying that we would
have nothing in common.

Oh, I've been there, Niles.

It all works out.

Well, Marty, we
better get going.

I got a crazy morning.

Me, too. I've got a 7:30 meeting

and then I've got
to fire someone.

Who?

Whoever scheduled
the 7:30 meeting.

We should go, too, honey.

If you really
must go, all right,

but I'll tell you what.

Don't go without taking
some of these eclairs with you.

I'm on TV next week.

The only thing worse
than them go to waste

would be seeing
them go to my waist.

What?

It just hit me.
You're really leaving.

What will I ever do without you?

You're the sweetest,
most wonderful...

It's okay, Roz. He's
not going till next week.

Let her talk, Dad.

You've always been
just like a brother to me.

Which is weird, I know,
because we slept together,

but... well, you know.

Oh, move over, Roz.

You know how many operas
I'm going to get dragged to

now you're not around?

I promise I'll fly up for
all the German ones.

And he'll be here for Christmas
and Thanksgiving and birthdays.

We'll be sick of
this guy. Dad's right.

Once I'm gone, there'll
be no getting rid of me.

Thank you, Frasier,

for... well, you know.

Go get 'em, kid. Sure.

You already made
me cry once tonight.

That's quite enough.

Right. Coffee tomorrow?

10:30.

I'll miss the coffees.

Now, look...

you all know how
I feel about you.

The only reason I'm
leaving is because

I want what all of you
have now, a new chapter.

Who knows if it'll
even work out?

But it's like that Tennyson
poem Mom had us recite for you

when we were kids. You remember?

I think we're about to.

"It may be the gulfs
will wash us down,

"It may be we shall
touch the happy isles,

"And though we are
not now that strength

"which in old days
moved earth and heaven,

"That which we are, we are...

"Made weak by time and fate,

"but strong in will

"To strive, to seek, to find,

and not to yield."

I've been thinking about
that poem a lot lately.

And I think what it says

is that while it's
tempting to play it safe,

the more we're willing to
risk, the more alive we are.

In the end, what we regret most

are the chances we never took.

And I hope that
explains, at least a little,

this journey on which
I'm about to embark.

I have loved every minute

with my KACL
family and all of you.

For 11 years you've heard
me say, "I'm listening."

Well, you were listening, too.

And for that I am
eternally grateful.

Good night, Seattle.

We had a big party that
night. It was all very sweet.

What was that?

Oh, good heavens.

We've touched down.

Already?

Well, thank you so much.
I've never had an easier flight.

And I've never had
more delightful company.

I think it's great
what you're doing.

Well, I just know
I'd always regret it

if I didn't take the chance.

Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to Chicago.

Wish me luck.

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