All language subtitles for Cheers.S06E10.1080p.BluRay.x264-BORDURE

Cheers is filmed
before a live studio audience.

- Barkeep, pour me a beer.
- Normie, flimflam alert.

- Hey, guys, how you doing?
- Pretty good, Harry. Good to see you.

It's been a long time.
How long's it been?

Well, two to ten
with time off for good behavior.

Oh, boy, I need change for this 50.

You need change?
Maybe I can help you, huh?

- Great.
- Hey, hold it, hold it.

Oh, come on, guys,
give me a break.

- I'm a reformed man.
- Oh, yeah?

Well, maybe you wouldn't mind
if we monitored this little transaction?

- Yeah.
- Wouldn't mind at all.

Okay, you got 50 bucks.

Here's one, two, three, four, five--
Norm, what time is it?

- Eleven.
- Eleven? Twelve, 13, 14--

Gee, my watch must be fast,
I got 11:25.

Twenty-six, 27, 28--

Cliff, you have not aged a day.

- How old are you?
- Thirty-nine.

Thirty-nine. Forty, 41, 4--

Wait. You can't be that old.
When were you born?

- '47.
- Forty-eight, 49, 50.

- There you go, barkeep.
- Thank you.

- Good to see you, guys.
- Yeah.

Hey, Sam, long time no see.

- What was Harry the Hat doing here?
- He just came in for a beer.

And some change.

- Afternoon, everybody.
- Norm!

How's life treating you?

It's not, Sammy,
but that doesn't mean you can't.

Boy, I'd love to, man,
but I don't have a dime to my name.

My boat sank and everything went--

Yeah, I know,
bottom of the Caribbean.

What is that, the 17th or 18th time
we heard that speech?

- Oh, hey, Normie.
- Yeah?

That was great meat loaf
last night, eh?

It was, wasn't it? You know, Cliff,
I've been meaning to talk to you.

I don't mind you staying with us for
a little while till you get your new place,

but it's beginning to be
a little bit of a problem for Vera.

The dishes, the bed, the way you leave
the bathroom in the morning.

You gotta start leaving something
for her to do, pal.

She wants to spend time with me.

Booze, Woody, and quickly.

- What's the matter, Dr. Crane?
- Oh, I'm devastated.

I need something expeditious
and brutal to numb my sensibilities

and blast me into sweet oblivion.

- How about a boilermaker?
- Make it a mimosa.

What's got you so upset?

Some college professor
has just published an article

that refutes everything I said
in my last paper.

Sounds like a shootout
at the cuckoo corral.

What could motivate an honored
and distinguished colleague

to launch a personal attack like this?

Well, now, maybe it's just a,
you know,

honest difference of opinion
between scholars.

Oh, goose poop, Sam,
the man's a yahoo.

Hey, Sammy.

You wanna see what makes
Rebecca's loins ache?

- Sure.
- Well, he just walked in.

It's the great and powerful
Evan Drake.

- See to my table upstairs.
- Yes, sir.

She's skipping the thrill rides
at Sammy Land for that?

While I think of it,
take care of that telex to Paris.

First thing tomorrow.

- Now.
- Yes, sir.

- What's she see in him?
- Money, power, prestige.

Yeah, but I'm several inches
taller than him.

Sam Malone.

- Evan Drake.
- How do you do?

Been looking forward to meeting you.
I was a big fan of yours.

Any fan of mine
is certainly welcome here,

especially one who could fire me
like a shot.

- What can I get you?
- You got some 20-year-old Scotch?

No, we got some pretzels that have
been around for a while here.

- How about a Dewar's, huh?
- That'll do it.

So, Mr. Drake,

things are going pretty good
at the old bar.

Well, I'm glad to hear that.
We sank a lot of bucks into it.

Boy, don't talk to me
about sinking, man.

- I lost my boat and--
- Yeah, I heard.

I remember watching you pitch, Sam.

I'll bet you got
a lot of great stories, huh?

Well, yeah, I got a million of them.
Hold still, I'll be right there.

Mr. Drake, they're ready for you
upstairs now.

I'll tell them to wait.

You know how people are always
catching you naked

when you don't want them to?
Well, this time...

Wait a second,
just settle an argument here.

How much do you figure
a guy like that pays for his socks?

And I don't wanna talk to anybody...

Oh, now, I've seen those at Barneys.
They're about 75 a pair.

Even I pay a dollar for mine.

So there I am in the locker room

signing the game ball for this guy
buck-naked.

I tell you, I'll never forget his name
because it was so unusual.

Ueberroth.

Peter Ueberroth,
the baseball commissioner?

That's where the story
kind of falls apart.

I'll be right back.

- Where you been?
- I had to change a flat.

Mr. Drake's here.

Carla, don't even think
of joking about that.

Hello, Mr. Drake.

Oh, my God.
I didn't know you'd be here.

I look messy. Close your eyes.
Not you, Woody.

An attractive woman.
Little jumpy, though.

Yeah, but she makes it work
somehow, doesn't she?

You know, some of the guys
down at corporate have asked her out,

but she always shot them down.

You tried your luck with her yet?

Oh, well, now I have a rule about
not dating people I work with.

- Struck out, huh?
- Every time.

Yeah, hey, you know,

some of the guys down at the office
think she's a--

- What?
- A ladies' lady.

Oh, no, no. I can't believe it.

I'm so sorry, Mr. Drake.

I would have been here sooner,
but I was working on my car.

Well, I got a lunch partner.

Well, you know,
it was really nice to see you again,

even if it was just for a short while.

Oh, by the way,
I'm hosting a little party Friday night

for some of the key people.
I would love it if you'd come.

Oh, Mr. Drake, I'd-- I'd--
I'd really love that.

Eight o'clock, my club, black tie.

Yeah, here's the address,
and bring a date.

Or a companion or whatever. Sam.

I wonder what he meant by
"a companion or a whatever."

Who knows?

What's so funny?

Well, it seems that
the love of your life there

thinks that because he's never seen
you date anybody, that maybe you,

well, prefer ladies.

- Well, you set him straight, didn't you?
- Based on what?

God, I can't believe this.

He's all I ever think about,
and now he thinks that I'm--

Yeah, it's a nutty world, isn't it?

You know something, though, I'll bet
you could change his mind real quick

if you were to show up at his party

just crawling all over this incredibly
good-looking, hot, macho stud.

- You, for instance?
- You recognized the description.

Look, Sam, just because I put my work
before my social life

does not mean I don't have boyfriends.
I have boyfriends.

I could pick up that phone
and have a dozen dates for Friday night.

Yeah, but could you get one
as great-looking as I am?

Blindfolded, gagged

and with both hands tied
behind my back.

We were just talking about
a party Friday night.

Sammy, where is it
and what time should I be there?

- Good evening, Sam.
- Hey.

Say, can I get a glass of water?

- Got the hiccups, huh?
- Yes. It's merely psychosomatic.

I guess I'm still upset
about that journalistic stab in the back.

Hey, you ought to put a bag
over your head.

No, no, I'd look ridiculous.

I'm just gonna do
what my mother always taught me.

Oh, yeah, you're right,
the bag would look silly.

- There.
- Hey.

Oh, damn.

Wow, Miss Howe.

You look pretty enough
to take to a barn dance.

Thank you.

Sam, when I'm gone tonight,
I want--

- Why are you wearing a tuxedo?
- Why does Superman wear a cape?

To rescue people.

- This is your big party night, isn't it?
- Yes.

He did tell you to invite somebody,
didn't he?

Yes, and I did,
an old boyfriend, Ryan.

- Oh, really?
- Yes, and it wasn't an easy decision.

Yeah, bet not.

Thought about asking Steve, but he
had a modelling gig in New York,

and then Jean Pierre,
he's such a bore.

Keep humming now,
keep humming.

No-- Keep it up.
Keep humming, come on.

I think it worked.

Frasier, I'm telling you,
you should put a bag on your head.

Carla, I'm not putting any bag
on my head.

- Oh, give me the damn bag.
- Come on.

What else I've found works
is putting a lemon in your mouth.

Wait a minute, you can actually get
a whole lemon in your mouth?

Well, young man, let's take a trip
over to Mr. Wizard's laboratory.

Woody, what's this message?
"Urgent, see Woody."

Oh, right.

Ryan from the escort service called,

said there was a mistake in
the booking, he couldn't make it tonight.

Said to be discreet about it.
That's why I wrote the note that way.

Sweetheart, can you help me
with my cuff links?

Sam, you are not going with me,
no way.

An escort service?

You couldn't get a date
from an escort service?

I am not going with you.

There are a lot of people that hang out
here that I'd rather be seen with.

Dr. Crane would probably enjoy
a stylish evening with refined company.

I'm cured. I think I'm cured.
I think I'm cured.

Just remember now,
I don't go all the way on the first date.

Do you think that's her?

This is ridiculous.

Listen, why don't you let me
freshen your drink up there

and I'll find out if that's his wife.

I'm not even thirsty.
Don't be obvious.

Do that again there,
will you, partner?

Nice party.

- Oh, glad you like it.
- Yeah, yeah.

I guess I was way off base
about Rebecca, wasn't I?

- Oh, yeah, way off, way off.
- Yeah.

On the way over in the car,
she was all over me like a cat in heat.

Interesting.

Say, I haven't met your wife there.
Is that...?

Oh, no, that's not her.
She's in Bora Bora.

Visiting family?

Actually, we're separated, Sam.

Oh, that's too bad, because she's
missing a heck of a party here.

Well, thanks a lot.

- Well?
- She's in Bora Bora.

- They're separated.
- I knew it. I knew it, I knew it.

You know, I gotta tell you,
I'm a little bit confused here.

The red sauce is for the shrimp
and the mustard's for the egg roll.

That's not what I meant, but thanks.

Now, I was just wondering,

why haven't you made a play
for this guy?

I mean, how long you been
carrying a torch?

It's not a torch.
What a silly expression.

- I am not carrying a torch.
- All right.

Two years.

Two years? You haven't dated?

You haven't done anything
with anybody for two years?

My God, what happens
to a person's body?

You haven't given a clue?

You didn't tell him how you feel
or anything?

Oh, sweetheart,
you gotta tell him tonight

before you explode or something.

I can't. I wouldn't know what to say.

Well, I'll tell you what,

let's rehearse it right here,
just the two of us.

- You really think it'll work?
- Absolutely.

Just pretend that I'm Mr. Drake here

and you finally got me alone
and you're gonna tell me.

Okay.

Okay.

- Mr. Drake--
- No, wait. Evan.

- Evan--
- No, no, with feeling.

Evan.

Yeah, that's good, that's good.
Now run your hand up my thigh here.

Wait a minute.

No, trust me,
guys think that's charming.

I just wanna leave.

No, hey, listen, you're never gonna find
a better time than this.

I mean, he just separated with his wife,
he's here alone,

we're at a party, you look terrific.

Now, call me crazy,
but this could be the perfect moment.

- You're right.
- Yeah.

I have to seize the moment.

There you go.

Good girl.

Mr. Drake?

- Yes, Rebecca?
- Take me.

- What the hell are you doing?
- I'm sorry.

- Sam, I think she needs to go home.
- No, I don't need to go home.

Good night.

- I'm humiliated.
- I know, come on.

I'm disgraced. I'm gonna kill myself.

I still think that thigh thing
would have been charming.

Cheers.

Oh, hi, Mrs. Peterson.
Yeah, just a minute.

Hello. Hi, Vera.

That's great news. Great.

- Cliff ie, here, she wants to talk to you.
- Me?

- So, what's the good news?
- That she wants to talk to you.

Yeah, Vera.

Well, are you following
the recipe exactly?

No, Vera, look, it's supposed to be
two cups of water, not vinegar.

No-- Get a hold of yourself now,
Vera.

You're making a cake,
not building a bomb.

He obviously hasn't had
her tuna casserole.

I'm so stupid. I'm so...

Stupid.

Hey, Woody, where's Rebecca?

She was just playing the jukebox,
then she went into the office.

Thank you.

Yeah, I'll be right over.

Oh, I gotta get over there, Normie.
She's up to her armpits in batter.

You don't mind if I stay, Cliff?
I've already seen that.

Yeah.

Hey, don't blame me. I told you to talk
to the guy, not inhale his gums.

I couldn't help myself.

Well, at least you know
how he feels now.

- He's not interested.
- Who wanted to know that?

You did.
You were miserable not knowing.

I was happy being miserable.
Now you've ruined it.

Oh, listen, please, come on, sit down.
Will you relax, please?

Just, you know, there's--
Could I have this?

- I'm probably gonna lose my job.
- Oh, right, sure.

He's gonna come over here
and fire you because of one lousy kiss.

Talk about paranoid.

Miss Howe,
Mr. Drake's here to see you.

Talk about coincidence.

- I'm dead.
- No, you're not.

Now, I'll take care of this.

Woody, can you stall
for a minute there?

Sure.

You know, in high school,
I entered the 4-H Club...

Not us, Woody, him, him.

Not us, him.
Go out there, boy, come on.

Okay, sure, Sam.

Would it have killed you
to be a little more specific?

- What am I gonna do?
- Well, just wait.

Well, all right, I'll go out there

and I'll tell him that you were bombed
and that it didn't mean anything.

Terrific. Wonderful image.

A girl goes to a party and gets
hammered, then turns promiscuous.

Well, all right, all right.

I'll tell him that you were
trying to make me jealous

because you're crazy in love
with me.

That's...

Let me see. My choices are:

I'm a boozy slut or a complete idiot.

- I'd go with the idiot.
- I already did.

So that's how we knew
beyond a doubt

that we were putting way,
way too much bran in the pigs' fodder.

Hi, Evan.
What are you doing here, huh?

Well, I was on my way to the airport

and I thought I'd come by here
and clear this matter up before I left.

Listen, I gotta tell you,

that whole thing at the party
was my fault.

We'd had a little tiff and she was
trying to make me jealous.

Yeah, I figured it was
something like that.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Well, I better go back there
and apologize to her.

Wait-- You're gonna apologize?

Well, yeah, I overreacted.
I was a little rough on her.

Yeah.

Actually, give me a second here,
will you?

She probably needs to freshen up.
She's pretty upset by this whole thing.

Her mascara's
probably down in her shoes by now.

How much do I owe you for that,
bartender?

Oh, no charge, Mr. Drake.

I mean, after all,
you kind of own the place.

Oh, no, no, no, I'll pay for it.

- Credit card okay?
- Sure.

- All right.
- I'll need to see your driver's license.

Listen, I did my best.

I mean, I gave him the jealousy story,
but he just didn't buy it.

- I'll tell you, man, he is really steamed.
- Damn.

You know, he said that
if you were really in love with me,

that he might understand. You know,
that it would explain everything.

But he just didn't buy that.

- Oh, God, what am I gonna do?
- Well, I don't know, I don't know.

- Unless--
- Unless what? What?

No, no, that wouldn't work.

- No, no, what? Tell me, please.
- All right. Maybe, you know, if he--

Well, if he were to walk in here

and find you kissing me more
passionately than you kissed him--

- Forget it, forget it, forget it.
- All right.

You know, you never give up.
You are always on the make.

Let me tell you something, buster,

I still have a little self-respect,
I have a little pride.

- Have it your way.
- Hello?

Sorry, Evan, there.

I didn't hear you come in there.
You know how it is with young lovers,

we just can't keep our hands
off each other.

- You're a lucky man, Sam.
- Oh, yeah, you're telling me.

Well, this little honey of mine gives me
a lot of good loving, don't you?

Sure do, punkin.

Well, I just came by to apologize
for how I reacted earlier.

Apologize? To me?

- Well, yeah, I told Sam outside--
- You told Sam?

Gotcha.

So why don't we just
not say anything more about it?

I think that's a great idea.
Let me walk you to the car here.

- Yeah.
- Malone.

No, I think we should say
nothing more about this.

- Sam, get back here.
- Some women just can't get enough.

You haven't met my wife, Sam.

Good night.

Hey, listen, come on,
I was just having a little fun with you.

You know, I know why you're upset.

You found out something in that room
you hadn't counted on.

- Your true feelings were revealed.
- What?

Yeah. No woman can kiss like that
and not mean it.

- Are you nuts?
- No, no, no.

No, it can't be done. You know,
you can't fake passion like that.

- Oh, is that right?
- Yeah.

- Hey, Fras.
- Hello.

Nice try.

Frasier? Frasier?