[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
Well, good show today, Roz. I particularly thought that…
Oh, my God, there's that Connie from Promotions.
Every time she sees me, she hits me up for another charity.
You know, Roz, maybe it's time to set some limits.
Good Lord, how hard can it be to say no just once?
Oh, well, look who I'm talking to.
Hi, Frasier. Roz, I was looking for you.
Wait, Connie, before you say anything,
there's something I need to get off my chest.
I have bought Girl Scout cookies from you, I have paid for your kids' band uniforms,
I bought tickets to every raffle your church ever had, and I'm tapped out.
So whatever it is you came to say to me, I'm not interested.
Well, I'll just go, then.
Oh, by the way, my church had its raffle drawing yesterday.
You won the grand prize.
Sorry to bother you.
Oh, Connie, Connie, I'm sorry. Connie, don't.
Oh, who cares? What did I win?
Oh, my God. It's that free ski weekend!
-Oh, Roz. -Listen to this: "Dear winner,
"you'll enjoy a one weekend rental of a deluxe private ski lodge"
on Mount Baker complete with lessons from a former Olympic champ."
That is a grand prize, indeed.
I must admit, I'm just a bit envious.
Listen, I hope you have a wonderful weekend.
Thank you, Frasier.
It just seems a pity you won't be able to take advantage of those ski lessons.
-Well, there'll be other stuff to do. -Oh, tons, tons.
Just because you can't ski, or for that matter, hike, sled or snowboard,
it doesn't mean you can't still curl up by a roaring fire
with a nice warm snifter of…
Oh, sorry.
-Well, the scenery will be nice. -Breathtaking!
I just hope you can endure the four-hour drive up there,
and you so carsick these days.
Okay, Frasier, I know what you're hinting at.
This is the first thing I have ever won in my entire life
and it means something to me.
So I'm not gonna sell it or give it away or trade it for a…
-Big-screen TV? -The key's in the envelope.
Thank you.
-[DOORBELL RINGS] -[INDISTINCT CHATTER ON TV]
What do you need that so loud for? I swear, you've gone deaf as a post.
It's just a cold stopping up my ears. I'll be fine.
Dear God, man, whose lawyer are you, anyway?
No, I will not calm down!
They call that a settlement? You call them and turn it down.
I said turn it down, you ninny!
Jeez, you could at least ask nicely.
[TV TURNS OFF]
I've got to get a new divorce lawyer.
Claude is clearly no match for Maris' team.
Real sharks, are they?
When we were courting, I sent Maris a Valentine that said,
"You're the girl my heart adores. Everything I have is yours."
Now they're calling it a prenup.
That's terrible.
Can you imagine using that as a weapon, an old Valentine?
I'd love a cold Ballentine.
That does it! You're getting a hearing aid whether you like it or not.
I don't need a hearing aid.
My hearing will be back to normal in no time.
You said that two days ago.
Soon you won't be able to hear a word I say.
Gee, wouldn't that be a tragedy?
What are you all loitering around here for
-when you should all be packing? -Packing for what?
For the fabulous ski weekend I'm taking us on.
-You're kidding! -It's a gorgeous ski lodge
and an Olympic champion in residence to give us lessons.
Oh, it sounds like heaven.
Skiing all weekend and then warming up with a nice hot rum drink,
curled up under a blanket in front of a roaring fire.
I can feel the steam rising off my toddy already.
-Oh, damn. I can't go. -Why not?
My friend Annie. It's her birthday this weekend,
-and I promised I'd spend it with her. -Well, bring her along.
Why I know she'd love it. She's very gung-ho for sports.
She was captain of the girls' rugby team at school.
Well, I'm not sure how many bedrooms there are.
-Well, if we're short, she can have mine. -Where will you sleep?
I'll think of something.
Are you sure you wouldn't mind?
Oh, well, yes, why not?
I mean, what could be more fun than a gung-ho girls' rugby captain?
I will kill you for this!
I'm sorry, but it was the only way Daphne was going to come.
If you think I was going to let a moonlit ski lodge go to waste,
-you can think again. -You filed for divorce a week ago.
-Can't you wait a while? -Wait?
I have waited five long years for this.
-Dad, don't you think it's about time? -Uh, I got ten after 5:00.
If you want to make a fool out of yourself with Daphne,
that is your affair.
But I will not have you ruin my ski weekend by inviting along this girl
who sounds to me like an avalanche risk.
Tell Daphne no guests.
I called Annie. She's all excited.
Turns out she just bought new skis
with the money she made off her new swimsuit calendar.
Well, I hope you're happy. We're stuck with her now.
Wow, look at this place!
Nothing like a change of scenery, huh?
Where do you suppose the TV is?
Well, huh, this place is terrific!
Yes, I'm just glad we got here alive,
the way you were taking those curves so sharply.
Poor Annie kept getting thrown up against you.
Well, what can I say?
I'm a bad driver.
I grant you she's cuddly,
but don't you find her a tad, what would the polite euphemism be, stupid?
Niles, she is just unschooled, like Liza Doolittle.
You find her the right Henry Higgins, she'll be ready for a ball in no time.
Leave it to you to put the "pig" back in Pygmalion.
Thank you.
Oh, goodness. This place is just lovely.
Yes, isn't it, though? I mean, look at that vista.
It's stunning!
Puts one in mind of the Matterhorn, doesn't it?
Oh, I wouldn't know. I'm not very musical.
Well, that's a relief.
The way you were swerving on the ride up here, I was afraid these would get broken.
I'm gonna make us all a batch of my special hot buttered rum.
It's cold in the mountains. You need a little fat in your booze.
Good thinking, Dad.
After that I'll whip us up a nice batch of pork-nog.
Oh, Daphne, here, let me help you with your luggage.
Thanks.
What room did you want?
That one on the left upstairs should have a nice view.
-What a coincidence. -It's right next to my room.
-Oh, I'll take the one next to that. -Right.
-Let me take that for you. -Thank you.
That Niles is quite a cutie, huh?
-Now he's the one getting divorced? -Yeah.
Poor thing's been just miserable.
Well, I may just have to cheer him up.
You just leave Dr. Crane alone.
No offense, but I've seen the way you go through men.
The last thing he needs is for someone else to break his heart.
But it's my birthday.
And, besides, you're not his nanny.
Can't we just have a nice relaxing ski trip?
Does this whole weekend have to be about sex?
[FRENCH ACCENT] Hello.
-Hello. -I am Guy.
-Daphne. -Annie.
I hope you are ready to ski tomorrow.
-I am going to work you very hard. -Oh.
Dibs on the Frenchman.
You can have him.
He's not half as cute as Dr. Crane.
Oh, enough!
My ears are burning!
Oh, everyone, did you meet Guy, our ski instructor?
-Hello, Guy. -I will also be your chef.
Tonight, Entrecôte à la Guy.
-My, a ski champion and a gourmet. -Yes.
[BOTH SPEAKING FRENCH]
-Oh, you speak very well. -Oui.
Oh, you speak French as well?
No, all I know how to say is "oui."
Well, that should be enough to get you through the weekend.
Look at that, two deer in the snow, just kind of nuzzling each other.
-Oh. -How romantic.
Yes, it's enough to put ideas in one's head.
Isn't it?
Yes.
I should say so.
Absolument.
Look at you, you're handy, a chef, a ski champ.
Is there anything you don't do?
There are a few things.
Oh, Niles, you look très élégant.
Well, I simply had to change.
After all that rum and good food,
I thought I was gonna burst out of my trousers.
-Oh, my! -Annie.
Oh, Dr. Crane, what a smashing robe.
-Thank you. -Doesn't he look handsome?
Oh, yes, quite. Well, look at this.
I've finished my buttered rum.
Never let it be said that Frasier Crane would allow a woman to go thirsty.
Daphne, why don't you go see if Dad's finished with that second batch?
-Two more. -All right, almost there.
I just have to replace some of this rum that's boiled off.
Yeah, just what Annie needs.
She's all over poor Dr. Crane as it is after I begged her to leave him alone.
Why couldn't Annie be hot for Frasier?
-What? Oh. -Annie. Hot for Frasier.
Oh…
I should just forget about those two and concentrate on Guy.
Now he's the sort of tall drink of water I could really go for.
-There you go. -Oh, well, thank you, Dad.
Actually, it's the rum I'm after.
I think it'll be just the thing to clinch things with Annie.
-Annie? -Yes.
I know something about that. She's hot for you.
-Says who? -Daphne.
She said, "Annie's hot for Frasier."
Oh, I knew my charms would work on her.
My God, I should register this dressing gown with the love police.
Oh, I know the pain you're going through.
I mean, I've never been divorced myself, but my last boyfriend was…
Eventually.
What you need is something to take your mind off it.
-I'll tell you what always works for me… -Time to go upstairs.
-What for? -I need to give you your birthday present.
It's in me room.
I'll see you in a bit.
-Hello. -Hi.
Your friend Daphne, she did not like the way Annie was flirting with you.
-No, she didn't, did she? -No.
In fact, she dragged her right off to her bedroom.
I think I know what that means.
[DAPHNE, ANNIE GIGGLING]
I think we both know.
Daphne was jealous.
She was jealous, wasn't she?
I don't believe it!
-I am surprised by nothing. -Ah.
You know, I think you did not like Annie's flirting either.
Oh, it was that obvious?
Annie's not your, uh…
Cup of tea?
Well, just between us,
my interests lie elsewhere this weekend.
Really?
Rum's ready.
Oh, Guy, perhaps you could help my dad with the drinks.
-Oh, at your service. -FRASIER: Thank you, Guy.
Daphne wants me!
-She told you that? -Well, no.
But Annie was flirting with me,
and Daphne dragged her off to her room in a jealous rage.
No, Niles, Annie was not flirting with you. She's hot for me.
I think I know when I'm being flirted with.
-For God's sake, you're delusional. -I saw what was going on.
Next you'll be telling me that Guy's after you.
Oh, now you've done it.
How do you like your rum?
Well, it's kind of small, but it has a nice view.
No, your rum.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
I wonder if it's clouded my judgment about something.
Your son, Niles, is it my imagination, or is he attracted to…
Hold it right there. It's not your imagination.
He's got it bad.
-Really? -Mm.
This is not a delicate subject for you?
Oh, no, no. Niles has had those feelings for years.
Of course, I didn't encourage it during his so-called marriage,
but now that he's free, whatever makes him happy.
I say go for it.
You are a wonderful father.
Okay, everybody, come and get it.
NILES: Oh, Daphne, just in time.
Well, Annie, that's a lovely gown.
-Daphne just gave it to me. -FRASIER: Really?
I bet she did.
FRASIER: Here we are.
Mm. Wow, Dad, this is even stronger than the last batch.
Yeah.
The first time I made it was for your mother.
You know, I wanted to pop the question, but I was afraid she'd say no.
This gave me the nerve to ask her, and I got myself a great big yes.
And that wasn't the only yes I got from her that night either.
Still scares me how close I came to chickening out, though.
You know, as you get older, it's not the failures that you regret
or the times you made an ass of yourself.
It's the times you never even tried, when you just lost your nerve.
-Wise words. -Hear, hear.
Faint heart never won fair lady.
I'd certainly hope that if a man fancied me,
he wouldn't be afraid to take a chance, go for a bold gesture.
Yes, we must never be too timid to pursue our heart's desire.
And not give a damn what the world thinks.
Right, Miss Moon?
Indeed.
It takes an hour to make one of these things,
but it's worth it just to sit here and savor every sip.
-I'm done. -Time for bed.
-Me too. -Night, Dad.
Oh, no, wait, you're not going already, are you?
-Oh, all right. Good night. -Good night.
Enjoy your room.
I'd enjoy it more if it had a TV in it.
-I thought Daphne's room was… -They must have switched.
Sorry, I took the wrong room.
-I thought we got that backwards. -Oh, well, no harm done.
-Annie? -Daphne?
-Good night, Niles. -Good night.
Hello?
Oh, hello.
I know what you want.
Don't be timid. Go for it.
Oh…
Daphne?
-Hello, it's Niles. -ANNIE: Just a moment.
I can't wait. If I don't say this now, I may lose my nerve.
I need you.
I've wanted you since the moment I laid eyes on you.
Oh, I feel the exact same way.
Annie!
I see you're surprised.
Well, I've tried to send you signals tonight,
but as usual I was too damned subtle.
Just promise you won't mention this to Daphne.
My lips are sealed.
Not for long, I hope.
-[KNOCKING ON DOOR] -Come in!
Guy!
Niles, I thought I heard your voice in here.
What do you want?
Niles, you told me you wanted to see that thing.
You know, in my room.
Oh, yes, thank you… for reminding me.
-What thing? -It won't take long.
I'll catch you later.
Boy, that was close. I owe you a big one.
Your room?
Oh, good point, Guy. She's right next door.
-She's bound to hear me in there. -We can go in my room.
Much safer.
No matter how hard I try, I'm bound to make noise.
Me too.
-Daphne! -Dr. Crane!
Miss Moon!
Is your room not satisfactory?
DAPHNE: Oh, dear. I seem to have made a dreadful mistake.
What are you doing in Guy's room?
Oh, is this Guy's room then?
I was looking for Annie's room.
Oh, now it makes sense.
-I'll just go. -Oh, well, wait for me.
The hall is horribly dark. I'll show you the way.
-Okay. -My room should be safe now.
-Very well. I'll see you later. -Excellent, yes.
Dr. Crane?
Oh, hello.
Frasier.
What were you two doing in Guy's room?
Just saying good night.
NILES: We're off to say good night to Annie.
-Oh. -Good night to you, Dr. Crane.
-Saved us a trip. -Oh, yes, thank you.
So, uh, Annie…
-How long will you be? -Oh, just a minute or two.
-Right. -Is that champagne?
Yes. I was just about to deliver it to…
Dad. Well, uh, carry on.
Wait, before you see Annie, can you come to my room?
-What for? -There's something I need to tell you.
This may come as a surprise to you…
-Annie! -Daphne!
Didn't I tell you to leave Dr. Crane alone?
And now I see why. You wanted him all to yourself!
I do not want him all to myself.
Oh, I see. It's a threesome you're after.
Well, I don't do those anymore.
Annie, I think there's been a misunderstanding.
I don't see how.
You barged into my room not five minutes ago and told me how much you wanted me.
-You did? -Well, technically, yes.
Oh, then as soon as this one bats her eyes, it's shove off, Annie.
This is the worst birthday I've ever had!
Dr. Crane, I'm so sorry.
-I've ruined everything. -No, you haven't.
-What I said to Annie, I can explain… -No, no, no, it's none of my business.
I've had enough embarrassment for one night.
-DAPHNE: Dr. Crane! -Daphne!
-Frasier! -I'm sorry. Wrong room.
Just get out of here right now!
All right, well, so it's this room I hopped in?
-Oh, fine. -Just go!
Yes, bye-bye. Sorry again!
GUY: Bonsoir.
-Guy! -You are not the Crane I want.
You're not even the sex I want!
Where is Niles?
Oh, Niles. Company.
Oh, my God, what are you doing in here with Guy?
Don't be jealous, Niles. It's not how it looks.
Oh.
What?
As much as I'd like to stay and help you two sort this thing out,
there happens to be a very beautiful woman on the other side of this door
who wants me desperately.
-Annie! -ANNIE: [SCREAMS] Go away! Get out!
What's going on? Guy!
How dare you barge in on me when I'm naked!
I'm sorry. My father told me that you were hot for me.
-Your father did? -Well, blame Daphne.
-She told him. -DAPHNE: I did not.
I said she wanted your brother.
Could Niles and I please have some privacy?
You're just putting the moves on everyone, aren't you?
Would you kindly get out of my bed. I am not gay, Guy.
Please, acknowledge your true nature. Stop chasing these lesbians!
Lesbians?
Your father himself told me you wanted me.
My father said I wanted you?
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Hey, hey, hey! Hold it down! There are people here trying to sleep.
Oh, my ears must have popped.
I can hear again!
Well, good night, all.
I suggest we all forget this ever happened and just go to bed.
Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait, everybody.
Let me see if I can get this straight.
All the lust coursing through this lodge tonight…
All the hormones virtually ricocheting off the walls…
And no one…
Was chasing me?
See you at breakfast.
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
♪ Hey, baby, I hear the blues a-callin' ♪
♪ Tossed salads and scrambled eggs ♪
Oh, my.
♪ And maybe I seem a bit confused ♪
♪ Well, maybe, but I got you pegged ♪
Ha, ha, ha, ha!
♪ But I don't know what to do ♪
♪ With those tossed salads and scrambled eggs ♪
♪ They're callin' again ♪
Thank you!