All language subtitles for S10E18 (Roe to Perdition)_Arabic Subtitle

- Oh, uh, get a cart.
- Oh, could you get it, Niles, please?

They're so small they make me feel
like I'm some sort of fairy-tale giant.

Hey, any thoughts
about what to serve?

Well, I thought we might serve
a house-cured gravlax

with crème fraîche
and a sprig of dill.

Oh, in other words, the usual.

For your information, Niles,
people happen to like it.

Yes, people like
animated musicals too.

Oh, honestly.

Frasier, look. Caviar.

You know, they haven't had any
in ages.

This is just what we need
to make our soiree soigne.

Oh. Good heavens.

- It's a hundred dollars an ounce.
- Oh, it must be mismarked.

Excuse me, is the beluga really
a hundred dollars an ounce?

Yes.

- Well, isn't that rather a lot to pay?
- To you, yes.

To the fish who gave up her life
so you could spread

her unborn children on a cracker,
it's not so much.

You know, the reason for such
high prices is the Russian Mafia.

They control this market.

The Russian Mafia controls
Robert's Gourmet Goodies?

He means the caviar market,
you ninny.

PETYR:
Yes.

I have beluga for sale.
Top quality. Fair price.

My name is Petyr.

I recently arrived
on my cousin's ship,

the Caspian Queen,
with beautiful beluga caviar.

But because of those gangsters,
we cannot sell.

So I do it like this, quietly.
How much you want?

How do we know
this isn't some scam?

It's no scam.

Look inside.

You taste.

You really must try this, Niles.

It's like being kissed
by a lusty mermaid.

So you're interested, yes?

Maybe, but how can we be sure that
you're not Russian Mafia yourself?

Because for six generations,
my family fished the Caspian.

Then ten years ago,
the bastards come.

They burned my father's boat.

They steal my mother's salt
so she cannot prepare the roe.

And if they know I sell beluga
for $40 an ounce,

they would cut out my tongue
and black out my eyes.

Did you say $40 an ounce?

Shouldn't our caviar be here by now?

It will be here, Niles.
I gave Roz explicit instructions.

What if we've been swindled?
What if the tins are filled with sand?

Niles, I am, as you know,
an excellent judge of character.

And in Petyr I saw an honest,
hard-working fisherman.

Why didn't you have him
deliver it here?

What? I don't want him knowing
where I live.

- The Russian bear hunts by night.
- That's very funny, Roz. Come in.

Give me that.
All right, let's have a look.

FRASIER:
Oh...

Niles.

It's beautiful.

I don't get what the big deal is
about caviar.

I had it once, it was nothing special.

Well, Roz, a lot of things can
affect caviar. Where did you have it?

On a mini-bagel
at the Tucson Doubletree.

Here. Here, try this.

- Mm, wow.
- Hmm?

- That's good.
- Yes.

That's really good.
What's your little party for tonight?

- Invited guests, I'm sorry, Roz.
- What?

Thank you for your help.
See you later.

MARTIN: Oh, hi, Roz.
FRASIER: Oh, hi, Dad.

Hey. Hey, everybody, check this out.

I just went to the ATM for $20,
as you can see from this receipt,

and it gave me 60.

I won 40 bucks.

Well, you mean the bank lost 40.

Uh, yeah, that big, faceless bank
that charges me $12 a month

for my checking account lost $40.

You know, you can't keep that.
It's bad karma.

MARTIN:
Sorry, this is America.

A land built on the principle,
"Finders keepers."

Oh, come on.

There's a toll-free service number
right here on the receipt.

- Call, tell them what happened.
- Why should I?

Because otherwise, you could end up

like my brother Nigel
and his baby teeth.

What happened with your brother
Nigel and his baby teeth?

Well, like any child,
the first time he had a tooth fall out,

he put it under his pillow at bedtime,
and sure enough, the next morning,

he found but Winston Churchill
had left him a shiny new coin.

- Question...
- We're not stopping.

Go ahead, darling.

Well, instead of being grateful,

he got greedy and went off to school
punching people in their mouths

and scooping up their teeth.

Of course it didn't work,
and he got kicked out of school,

became a thief
and eventually went to prison.

Where he fittingly had
all of his teeth knocked out?

No, he lost his teeth years earlier
in a rock-eating contest.

Now, that's an interesting story.

We were renting a house
next to a quarry at the time...

All right, all right, I'll call the bank.

Very kind of you
to have us here, Crane.

Yes, it's wonderful.

But then you must be used
to hosting successful parties.

Oh, not really.

Something's usually on fire by now.

- Oh, you're funny.
- No, I'm serious.

Now, tell me,
how can we get our hands

on some of this fantastic caviar?

Well, I wish I could tell you,
but it's a private source.

Well, perhaps I should mention then
that, uh, this is for our yacht party,

at which there just might be
room enough for another guest.

Okay. What are we talking here?

Well, maybe 5, 6 ounces.

Let me go see
what's in the refrigerator.

Thattaboy, Crane.

- Niles, what are you doing?
- Oh, good news.

Emile Sinclair
is crazy about the caviar.

If we sell him the rest,
he distinctly implied

he'd get our squash lockers
moved further from the shower.

Isn't that fantastic?

Per-son-al.

Yes, well, it would be, Niles,

if the Michaels'
weren't equally enamoured of it

and dangling an invitation
to a yacht party.

That is a pickle.

Check-ing.

Niles, why don't we just call Petyr
and order some more caviar?

That way we can satisfy
both Sinclair and the Michaels.

Cus-tom-er ser-vice.

You know, Niles,
this caviar connection

could really open some doors for us.

MARTIN:
Per-son-al.

What you doing, Dad?

Oh, this stupid bank's
automatic voice system.

- It's like a maze.
- All right, give it here.

You just push 0
and you'll get an operator.

It's a little trick I learned.

Another menu. Mm.
Sometimes it's a star.

All right, maybe 1
will get me back to a main menu.

Ah.

- Here you are.
- Got the right department?

No, but if I remember
my high school Spanish correctly,

you just qualified
for a small business loan.

CLERK: Hi, can I help you?
MARTIN: Yes.

Uh, I was at one
of your ATMs yesterday,

and it gave me back more
than it should have, so I...

Okay, for that you're gonna need
to complete an ATM trouble report

and then take it to our operations
officer at the desk over there.

I have to fill this out
before I can give you 40 bucks?

Yes, sir.

But your sign says,
"Making banking simpler."

- Yes, sir.
- Well, this isn't simpler.

- It's more complicated.
- Yes, sir, it is.

Oh, forget it.

I knew this was gonna be
more trouble than it was worth.

A little paperwork's a small price to pay
for a clear conscience.

- Yeah, meanwhile I'm out 40 bucks.
- It's not your money.

- Can I help you?
- Yes.

Uh, I had some trouble
with one of your ATMs.

Oh, I can't help you.
I need a manager.

I'm proud of you.

Trust me, when this is over,
you'll feel better.

- You really think so?
- I'm sure of it.

Oh, maybe you're right.
Maybe I will feel better.

And if you're right
about that karma stuff,

I got a good thing coming to me.

Uh-oh.

How much money
did you put in the meter?

Oh, son of a bitch.

Hi, Mr. Crane.
I'm Bree, Todd's manager.

I wanted to apologise
for the trouble you had with our ATM

and make sure
that you got your $40.

What? Uh, oh, no, no.

You don't need
to give anything to me.

You see, the machine
accidentally gave me 60 instead of 20,

so I need to give you $40.

So you wanna put this
in your account?

No, no.

No, I want you to take it,
plus this $40,

and put it back
wherever it came from.

Well, I'm afraid
I've already done the paperwork.

Now you'll have to speak
with our branch manager,

but he's out of town.

- This is ridiculous.
- I'm sorry.

Although there is
one other possibility.

- Let me try something.
- Thank you.

Don't mention it.

Per-son-al.

- Sandoval, 4 ounces.
- Right, mm-hm.

- Smoot, 5 ounces.
- Mm-hm, right.

- McBean, 10 ounces.
- Hmm. Ten?

I know it's a lot, but he promised me
the use of his Sonoma estate.

Yes, well, for 10, he should.

For 8, the Ashfords gave me
the use of their box

on the opera's opening gala.

But that's the same weekend
as the Black and White Ball.

When are we gonna sleep?

Sleep is for people
without social lives.

- So, boys, where's my cut?
- Mm. Oh.

- What are you talking about?
- I promised her a cut.

You see, I was so busy at work
taking orders that I needed her help.

You know what it's really good on?
Scrambled eggs.

And pizza, and potato skins.

Yes, Roz, welcome to caviar.

You know, at work during the show,

I'm just sitting there thinking,
"Two hours to caviar.

One hour to caviar."

You don't have any on you, do you?

Uh, no, no.
We're expecting some momentarily.

FRASIER: Mm-hm.
- Cool.

You think it'd be good
on a cheese Danish?

I think it would. I'm getting one.

- Gentlemen.
- Oh, Petyr, hello.

Yes, hello.
But I am afraid also goodbye.

What do you mean, goodbye?

All these orders I fill for you,
it draws too much attention.

- It's too risky for me.
FRASIER: What are you saying?

- There's no more caviar?
- This is my last delivery.

But this isn't nearly enough.

We've made commitments
to some very powerful people.

There's no telling what they might do.

- They will break legs, cut off thumbs?
- Worse, there'll be gossip.

Petyr, please, just one more delivery.

I cannot. The danger is too great.

Petyr.

Dear God, we're ruined, Niles.

- We owe people all over town.
- I know.

Is some of that mine?

- Can I have it now?
- I'm terribly sorry.

It seems our supplier
is going out of business,

and every ounce of this
is spoken for.

Oh, that's too bad.
Oh, well, whatever.

I was thinking of giving it up anyway.
Too much salt.

Yes, good girl.
All right, Niles, we can't panic.

- I think I have a plan.
- I like it.

Yeah, well, we may have
to bite the bullet and buy retail.

Petyr's stuff is much better quality.
Our friends will notice the difference.

We cut it with the good stuff.

- Well, how much is there?
- Here, it's right...

Roz! Oh, dear God.

- This is gonna cost us a fortune.
- What else can we do?

Ah, excuse me.

Do you happen to know where we
can get 5 pounds of beluga caviar?

There's not that much beluga
in all of Seattle.

Thank you. What are we gonna do?

All right, just give me a chance
to think, Niles. Uh...

- What was the name of the boat...?
- HMS Bounty.

This isn't Trivial Pursuit.
Let me finish.

What was the name of the boat
that Petyr said he sailed on?

Caspian Queen.

Niles, if we can find that boat,

perhaps we can get enough caviar
to solve our problem.

Roz?

Hey, what are you guys doing here?

I think the question is,
what are you doing here?

You know, shopping for stuff.

You're looking for more caviar,
aren't you?

Of course I am. You took all mine.

That was ours!

You know, Roz,
I think you may have a little problem.

You're the one with the problem,
not me.

This is all your fault.
You made me try it.

Now I crave it. I really hate you.

Now, Roz, no, you don't mean that.

Now, come on, listen,

it's just possible that we may be able to
get some more from our old supplier.

- Is that true?
- Yes.

Is he right? I'm sorry I said I hate you.

Are you gonna get it today?
I love you.

Ah.

Hello?

Uh, no, I'm sorry, Frasier isn't here.

Sure you can place an order.

Yes, let me transfer you
to that department.

- Hi, Daph.
- Hello.

- The postman gave me your mail.
- Oh, thanks.

You ready to get stretched?

- You mean we're working out today?
- We work out every day.

Yeah, yeah, I know.

Oh, postcard from the bank.

Uh, "Dear Mr. Crane,
we apologise for the inconvenience."

We have evaluated your request
and credited your account $80."

There's no spaces.
I parked your car in a loading zone.

No, pull around front and wait for me.
This won't take long.

- You're sure?
- Yes.

And you better get back to the car
before Eddie starts to panic.

Hi. How can I help you
make banking simpler?

I'll tell you how you can help me.

I'm gonna talk
and you're gonna listen,

and you're gonna do exactly as I ask.

- I think I should go get a manager.
- No, no managers.

- But our...
- This is real simple.

And I know you can handle it.

- Now, what I want you to do is...
GUARD: Hold it right there, mister.

Mr. Crane,
as the president of the bank,

I want to assure you
that it is not our policy

to draw firearms
on customers trying to make a deposit.

It wasn't a deposit.

Now, I'm sure that neither of us

wants to turn this
into a protracted legal battle.

So if you would simply sign

this non-disclosure agreement here,
here, here and here,

our attorneys have authorised me
to compensate you for your troubles

in the amount of $10,000,

which can be credited
to your account.

Ten grand?

Plus the $40
from our original mistake.

Oh, what the hell.
I just wanna get it over with.

PRESIDENT:
That's wonderful.

Now, is there anything else
I can do for you?

Could I open an account?

FRASIER:
Ahoy.

Ahoy.

- Is anyone here?
- Who's there?

Oh, hello. I'm Dr. Frasier Crane.

And this is my brother,
Dr. Niles Crane.

Uh, we're interested in purchasing
some beluga caviar.

This is not a shop.
I have nothing for sale.

- See? Let's go.
- No, no, no, Niles, Niles.

This is how the game is played.
Maybe he thinks we're Russian Mafia.

Oh, yes, people make that mistake
about us all the time.

Petyr gave us this card and told us
that this was his cousin's boat.

Are you sure you can't help us?

How much do you need?

Five pounds.

Eighty dollars an ounce.

- Well, we were paying $40.
- And now you pay 80.

- Fifty.
- Eighty.

- Sixty-
- Eighty-

I don't think you're doing this right.

Seventy, that's my final offer.

- Eighty.
- Done.

I wanna taste it first.

Go ahead.

That's the stuff. Ha-ha-ha.

There's enough to take care
of everyone and still go out on top.

All right, here's your money.
Pleasure doing business with you.

OFFICER:
Stop where you are. U. S. Customs.

- Oh, dear God.
- Frasier.

Oh, dear God. Oh, dear God.
Oh, dear God.

- All right, we have to hide it.
- No, Niles, we can't hide it.

They're U.S. Customs.
That's what they do.

- They find things on ships.
- But, but...

I know one way to get rid of it.

Can I get you a toast point?

Oh, here, for God's sakes. Here.

What the hell's all this?

It's not ours. We found it.

What? The caviar?

Is that what this is?

Relax. We don't care about that.

We're looking for a couple of Russians
who've been smuggling DVDs.

Um...

My heart is pounding.

I was afraid
we were gonna get arrested.

- What have we become?
- I don't know.

We got caught up
in a nefarious scheme, and for what?

- A visit to a wine-and-country estate?
- A box at the opera?

Dinner at the governor's mansion?

- How much of this can we salvage?
- I don't know, just start scraping.