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Cheers is filmed
before a live studio audience.

No, I don't remember her name.

- Sammy...
- Yeah, yeah.

- That's Mike Dukakis.
- Yeah!

- That's Michael Dukakis.
- Let's go say hello.

- We can't.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

What do we call him?

- Governor.
- Ex. Ex-governor.

- Oh, yeah. Your Honor. There you go.
- You... Your Ex-Honor.

No, no. Mike.

Michael.

- Duke, Duke.
- Duke!

Hi. How are you doing?

- Hi.
- Hi.

We said hello
to Michael Dukakis!

No, no. We said hi to Mike.

- Michael.
- No, no. Duke, Duke.

Duke. Duke.

We said hello to Duke.

What... excuse me!

Excuse me, Rebecca. 2:15.

Hey, Sammy. Here you go.

Thanks, Carla.

- That was close.
- What the hell was that?

Sammy's vitamin E.
It's Valentine's Day.

Oh, yeah. That's that stupid date

he goes on once a year
with that Lauren person.

Stupid?

This is not some stupid date, Rebecca.
For the last 20 years,

Sammy and Lauren have met
for one night each year.

It's kind of like
Sammy's version of commitment.

Actually, it's a lot like
my version of commitment.

Hey, Carla, how long have you had
this bottle of vitamin E around, huh?

I don't know. A while. Why?

What is with this date
you go on every year?

I mean, to me, it just seems silly.

Guys, guys, she just
doesn't understand.

You see, sweetheart,
the first time Lauren and I met,

we went up to this cabin
and we had a night

that was totally romantic and erotic.

I guess you'd call that silly.

If you like her so much, how come
you only see her once a year?

I don't know. It was her idea.
She never told me why.

I keep meaning to ask her,
but then I forget.

This year's going to be different.
I'm going to pin her down.

No, I better not do that, actually.
I'll forget again, won't I?

I still say it's a stupid way
to spend Valentine's Day.

Yeah, but that's
cause you don't have a date.

Oh, yeah? I happen to have a date
with two very sweet gentlemen...

Ben & Jerry.

Hey, you know, it's just
a made-up holiday, anyway.

Some big fat greeting-card tycoon
trying to get rich

off his dopey cards and candy hearts.

- Don't be depressed about that.
- Yeah, maybe you're right.

If you're going to be depressed
about anything, it should be the fact

that you're only making
seven bucks an hour,

your skin is starting
to flake at the hairline,

and you're a year closer to death.

Thank you, Carla.

But hey, if it makes you
feel any better,

Happy Valentine's Day!

Woody, a couple of pitchers, please.

Sure, Dr. Crane.

If you're buying beer
for your friends back there, Frase,

you know, I'm available.

Well, actually, they're not friends.

It's a therapy group I have for men
who have trouble relating to women.

Well, set 'em up, Wood.

Ah, Frasier, here you are.

And where are
the dysfunctional men?

Throw a rock.

They're in the poolroom.

Come along, ladies.

Why don't you go on ahead
into the poolroom

and make yourselves as comfortable

as five women totally hostile
to their own bodies can be.

So, what's going on back there?

Well, Frasier and I are both
treating same-sex groups

with relationship disorders,

and recent studies suggest
that there are benefits to be gained

by bringing these two groups
together for interrelations

under controlled social circumstance.

Say what?

Well, come on, surely,
you've all seen Love Connection.

Guys, guys, what are you
doing out here?

- Dr. Crane, there's... there's...
- Yes, I know. There's girls in there.

You're missing the point.

This is exactly the type of situation
we've been training for.

This time it's the real thing,
not just me in a wig.

Man, those stairs are slippery.

Woody, I think we could use
a little salt out there.

These pretzels could use
a little salt, too.

My blood pressure's
actually dipping.

Boy, those patients of mine
are really hopeless.

Well, hell, bring them out here.
This is the hopeless room.

I don't know, Dr. Crane.
Haven't you ever thought

that it's kind of tough on them
doing all that counseling stuff?

I was raised to believe
that if you have a problem,

you lock it away in a secret place.
You keep it bottled up good and tight,

and if it gets full in there,
you just keep forcing the pain down

and clamping it in.

Good advice, Woody.

Tick, tick, tick.

Well, guys,

I'm all packed and ready to go.

You sure you got everything, Sam?

Yep.

And then some.

Oh, you dog. You dog.

Well, hey, I'm out of here.

No, you don't, Sam Malone.

You don't just leave here
on your 20th anniversary date

with Lauren just like that.

We got something special
cooked up for you.

Carla, hit it.

Look at him go.

So proud, so majestic, so regal.

Woody...

...you never salted
those steps, did you?

Hey, I'll get to it.

Let me see...
I don't believe there's a fracture,

just a serious sprain
right around lumbar three.

Does it hurt when I do this?

That's good. That's good.

Why? Does that mean
I'm going to get better?

No. It means I know
what I'm talking about.

You see, Lilith, I could so
have been a real doctor.

Give me a hand here,
will you, Woody? Oh, jeez.

Time's a-wasting, my friend.

Sam, you're not seriously thinking
of still going on this date, are you?

You bet I am.

- All right!
- Yeah!

Sam, I seriously urge you
to stay off your feet and in bed.

That's part of the plan there, Frase.

Hey, Woody, could you do me
one tiny little favor?

Sure, Sam. What is it?

Can you get me up to my car,
then drive me to Vermont,

then get me into the cabin?

What's in it for me?

You could use that new gas card
of yours to fill the tank.

All right. I'll feel so grown-up.

All right, Sam.

I'll drive you up there

and I don't want you
to worry about a thing.

I'm a very good driver.

Great, great.

Just go, please.

Ding, ding, ding.

What are you doing?

The captain is requesting

that all passengers please fasten
their safety belts.

Oh. Can you get that for me, please?

Sure, Sam.

Where is it?

It's not here.

Ow! That hurt.

I'm sorry.

Nice and snug.

Here we go.

Ignition.

Lights.

Parking brake.

Mirror.

Signal.

Blind spot.

Vermont, here we come.

Lord, have mercy!

What? What happened?

I didn't think that pigeon was going
to fly away in time.

Why do they always wait
till the last minute?

What, do they think
that's funny or something?

I don't know, Woody.

All right, Sam, hang on.

We're going to pull out again.

Mirror. Signal. Blind spot.

There.

"Exit 19."

"Concord street."

"Exit 20."

"Route 125."

- Woody...
- Hang on, Sam.

"93 North."

Oh, no. Please don't read
all the road signs.

Oh, fine, Sam.

Would you like me to ignore
the speed limit, too?

I wouldn't mind
if you approached it.

Meow, Sam.

Sam, I hear some rattling.
Is your door closed all the way?

No, it's not. Here, I'll get it.

No, hang on. I'm going to pull over
as soon as I make this turn.

No, don't undo your seat belt!

Give me a break.
Would you lighten up?

Now, would that have happened

if you'd been wearing
your safety belt?

Now, boys, girls,

I have an orange under my chin.

I'm going to attempt to pass it
to this lovely woman

whom I do not fear.

Now, you see? Isn't that fun?

Now why don't you
have a crack at it?

Edward, how about you?

Here you are. Lovely.

Ready? Here it is.

Good, good, good, good.

I don't think
I want to do this, doctor.

Oh, all right.

And what would you
suggest that we do,

stare at one another?

Lord knows you've all had
enough practice at that!

You're pressuring them, doctor.

Oh, you're right, darling.

You know, perhaps we should
try a different approach.

You know, there is a technique
pioneered in the early sixties

which is thought to be
without peer in producing

the social effect that we seek.

I am referring, of course, to...

...twister!

Left foot blue.

Oh, yeah.

This place is going
to see some action tonight.

Sam, you still got a little gravel
stuck to the back of your neck.

Yeah, well, I like it like that.

Just get me on the bed there
and you can take off.

Come pick me up in the morning.

Oh. Hey, that's Lauren's car there.

Oh, great! I'm really
looking forward to meeting her.

No, you got to get out of here.

If she sees you, she's going
to think something's wrong.

It'll ruin the mood. Quick.
Get out the window. Go on.

Oh, sure. "Quick, out the window."

Not exactly the undying thanks
and gratitude I might expect

after driving 200 miles
through the snow.

Would you just shut up
and move your butt?

That's much better, Sam.

That'll keep me warm
on the drive back.

Sam, there's a door here.
Why'd I go out the window?

Would you get out of here? Go on!

Happy Valentine's Day, Sam.

Happy Valentine's Day, Lauren.

- Aw. Wait.
- What are you doing?

- I want to get a running start.
- No! No! No! No!

No!

Now, you have to play
by the rules.

The bottle is clearly pointing at Jill.

Now, Jules, you have to kiss her.

I pass.

For the hundredth time,
you cannot pass.

Okay, I quit.

Perhaps it's time
we admit our failure.

It was a well-intentioned experiment,

but we realize now
that you're not ready

for this type of social interaction.

I guess we can only conclude
by saying, "Oh, well."

No! I'm not giving up.

How difficult can it be
to kiss a woman?

Be a little assertive
for once in your life.

Now, you see
how easy that was?

Again.

Again.

Class dismissed. Let's go, hon.

- Sam, is something wrong?
- Why?

You're biting your lip.
Usually you bite my lip.

- I'm sorry.
- I have an idea.

Let's dance the way
we used to, Sam.

You know something?

We always dance.
Why don't we just...

Why don't we just sit very still, huh?

It could become
a new tradition for us.

Come on, Sam.
Let's slow-dance.

Oh, gee.

You like that, huh?

Hey. I got a great idea.

Tell you what.

You want to learn that new dance
that's sweeping Boston?

I'm game. What do we do?

The guy kind of
stands like this, very still,

and sometimes he leans
up against something.

Then pretty soon
his legs start to tremble.

The way yours are now.

Yeah, yeah.

Well, do you like it?

- Well, what does the girl do?
- Usually she runs for some ice.

You don't want to dance,
do you, Sam?

You know, the truth is I really don't.

Sam, what's going on?

- What do you mean?
- Never mind. I think I know.

I mean, it's obvious. I'm not exactly
as young as I used to be.

Oh, no, sweetheart.
Wait a minute.

Is that what you think?

It's okay. You can level with me.
I've gotten too old for you.

No, honey. Listen, age has
nothing to do with it.

You are still as young and sexy
as that first day and night

and the next morning that we met.

Really, Sam?

Then why are you
acting so standoffish?

Yeah. Oh, honey,
I got to level with you.

I fell down the steps today.
I threw my back out.

I can barely move.

Well, I'm not surprised.
A man your age.

Hey, look.

That cute guy
with the hairy knuckles,

he just left me a five-buck tip
inside this Valentine. How about that?

So what?

I thought that we...

...didn't care...

...about that stupid, made-up...

...Valentine corporate...

...garbage.

That's just what losers say
when they don't get any,

but I got one, and at 11:40,
right under the wire.

Whoa, I almost pulled
a Rebecca that time.

That's not very nice, Carla.

You're right. I'm sorry.

I almost forgot.

Guess who called you

- to wish you Happy Valentine's Day?
- Who?

Nobody.

Well...

Don't you worry there, Rebecca.

Nobody's a loser on this day.

I'm not going to let you
leave the bar empty-handed.

What's this?

It's a Valentine's card I got for mom,
but I think it suits you better.

Gee, Cliff. Thanks!

Hey! Carla!

I did get one!

So, what am I
going to get for it?

- What do you mean?
- Ah, come on, baby.

Swing a little.

What?

Well, according to Frase,
babes like guys who are assertive.

Come on.

Robin's not here,
Sam's out of the picture.

You had the rest.
Now try the best.

Happy Valentine's Day, Cliff.

Thank you.

Cliffie, where... where is ev...

Cliffie?

Cliffie!

Thank you.

I've had 20/20 vision all my life.

Now when I go to a restaurant,

I have to have someone
at the next table

hold the menu so I can read it.

The worst thing about old age
is when you get so old,

the skin under your arm
starts getting loose

and hanging like turkey wattle.

I thought that only
happened to women.

Yeah. That's what I meant.

I just hate to see it, that's all.

Has your doctor
put you on a bran diet?

Oh, yeah. God.

Oh, I tell you... Oh, thank you.

Last year was the worst.

I went in for this stomach problem.

Turned out I had a stone
the size of a golf ball.

It took me a month to pass it.

Sam, has your hair
started turning gray?

Hey, you're getting a little
personal there, aren't you?

Sam, look! It's getting light out.

We've been talking all night.

Huh. Hey, how about that?

You know, it's... that's a first.
Kind of nice to know

that we have something
in common besides our bodies.

Yeah. We have a deterioration
of our bodies.

Well, I've got a long drive ahead.
I better get started.

No, wait, wait.
Wait a second here.

Listen, honey, you can't go now.
We barely spent the night together.

Why can't you stay?

Oh, Sam, I would love to,
but you know how this works...

Just one night a year.

Yeah, but that's a stupid rule,
you know that?

I never have understood that.

Why can't you stay?

I have to get to Portland
by Presidents' Day.

There's a linebacker
I always meet there.

You... you do this with other guys?

Well, you have
other women, don't you?

Well, yeah, but not once a year.

I mean, I thought
I was special to you.

Oh, Sam, you are.
You'll always be my Valentine.

Next year.

Yeah, all right. Bye-bye.

Listen, I could start seeing you
on Arbor Day, too.

Really? Oh, great.

Don't you see another guy
on Arbor Day, though?

I did, but he died.

- How?
- Happy.

Yeah, yeah. We'll do it next time.

Thank you.