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816. Finally! (Part 2)

Aired February 1, 1990

Sam isn't sure whether to tell Rebecca that he saw Robin Colcord with another woman.

Quote from Frasier

Frasier: You know, I agree with Cliff. There's a great deal to be said for discretion. You know, it's entirely possible Rebecca may grow tired of Robin and thus avoid the heartache. Then on the other hand, as one who was cuckolded by a lover deeply trusted, the longer led on, the harder the fall. I'm just not sure that Rebecca can be as strong and forgiving as I was when... that bitch Diane dumped me.

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Quote from Robin Colcord

Robin: Rebecca, I knew I'd find you here. That's fascinating. Everyone else in the world, at the end of the evening, goes to their homes; you people come to this bar.

Quote from Norm

Norm: Wow. Great looks and all that savvy. Sam, I swear if you had a spigot in the middle of your forehead, I'd marry you in a second.

Quote from Cliff

Elaine: Would somebody give me a hand with this?
Cliff: Well, yeah, be happy to. I wonder if you know there, the harp is the grandfather of modern-day guitar? Yeah, it seems the early minstrels were much larger people...
Elaine: Nevermind, I'll lug it myself.
Cliff: Well, suit yourself. Yeah, they, uh, had hands the size of small dogs.

Quote from Robin Colcord

Robin: Sam, I want to thank you for your discretion last night. That is if, running along side a screaming woman with a sack over her head can be called discretion.
Sam: That wasn't a sack, it was my jacket.
Robin: Really? Please buy one for me, huh?

Quote from Woody

Pete: Hey, guys, take a look. Isn't that one of the Righteous Brothers?
Frasier: Yeah, actually Robin Colcord flew him in to sing to Rebecca earlier.
Pete: Wow, which one is he?
Woody: I think that's righteous brother number 2.
Norm: No, that's Bill Medley.
Carla: Hey, tall, dark, and pipes down to your shorts. What are you doing back here?
Bill Medley: Well, my plane, uh, for Reno, doesn't leave for another three hours and I didn't have anywhere to go. Would you like a drinking buddy?
Carla: You bet!
Norm: Hey, hey, hey. Bill, can we buy you a beer?
Bill Medley: Sure.
Norm: All right! Let's see. Everybody pony up 6 cents.
Cliff: Hey, Bill, did you ever sing with the Beatles? [overlapping chatter]
Bill Medley: Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa. One at a time.
Cliff: Well, I hope you don't mind these questions, Bill, but after all, we're paying for that drink.
Bill Medley: No. I love it. In fact, this is what it's all about... being with the people, talking about music with fans.
You guys are knowledgeable and aware of what's going on, and I dig it. Now, what was your question?
Woody: Oh. Well, Mr. Medley, how come you changed your name from Righteous?

Quote from Frasier

Sam: Poor kid.
Pete: What do you mean, Sammy?
Sam: Well, after you guys left Little Wally's last night, she went into the ladies' room to get some burger grease off of her blouse or something. You'll never guess who pulls up. Robin Colcord with another woman. [sympathetic murmuring]
Frasier: No sooner does Squire Colcord put an end Rebecca's celebrated four years of celibacy, then he's off baling hay with some other wench the very next night. The man is absolutely nothing more than a rich, spoiled, narcissistic philanderer. I hate myself for envying him so.

Quote from Cliff

Carla: Well, if Rebecca's still riding high, I guess she doesn't know about Robin's other babe. How'd she miss spotting him at Little Wally's?
Cliff: Oh, come on Carla. You know that place. I mean, you can't see your hand in front of your face, what with the vapors coming off Wally's food and off of... off Wally himself.

Quote from Norm

Woody: Well, I hope that fire didn't do a lot of damage. I love Little Wally's.
Sam: Woody, there was no fire. I just made that part up.
Woody: Well she must have looked like a darn fool with your coat wrapped around her face running into the restaurant screaming...
Norm: No, not at Little Wally's.

Quote from Cliff

Sam: The more I think about it, you know, the more I wonder if did the right thing. I mean, she should know what that guy is up to before she gets in too deep. Maybe I should tell her.
Cliff: No, Sammy, take it from a mailman. People want to kill the messenger. Or at least overturn his cart and kick the mail around the hallway.

Quote from Sam

Sam: [to the harpist] Elaine, Elaine, sweetheart... I never thought I'd say this to a woman, please give your fingers a rest there, will you?

Quote from Norm

Carla: Sammy, you got to stop Rebecca. You just got to tell her before this goes any farther.
Pete: Yeah, come on, Sammy, put us out of our misery.
Norm: Yeah, Sammy, come on. She's taken to replacing the beer nuts with these little candy hearts that say, "Hold me", "I'm yours", "Lovey dovey." Hey, "Free beer."
Woody: Oh, no, Mr. Peterson. Fool me once.

Quote from Woody

Woody: You know, Sam, you've proven to be a big disappointment to me.
Sam: Oh, come on, man, don't...
Woody: No, you know, I always modeled myself after you. Well, I mean, not the way you're hung up on your looks... That's kind of shallow, really. And not the chasing after women part, because that's kind of silly. But the other part.
Sam: There is no other part.
Woody: There is, Sam. There's the part of you that's always looking out for your friends. I mean, that's the thing that's made you my hero. And now, leaving Miss Howe on the hook like that... I may have to go back to my old hero, Saint Thomas Aquinas.

Quote from Carla

Rebecca: Hey, guess what. I found somebody to sublet my apartment.
Sam: Why, you're moving?
Rebecca: I can't expect Robin live in my little hovel.
Sam: You two are gonna move in together?
Rebecca: It's the logical next step. Everything's been going so well. Man, I love the nineties. [sings] You've lost that...
Carla: Hey, you start singing again, it's going to be a very short decade.

Quote from Frasier

Sam: Is Rebecca here yet?
Woody: No she left a message. Um... "I'll be back later, right now I'm on top of the..." Mold?
Norm: What?
Cliff: Let me see this. No, Woody, it's not an "m" it's a "w". She's gonna be on top of the "wold".
Norm: Let me see this.. There's an "ou" there, Cliffie you see? She's on top of the wa-wa-woud."
Frasier: She's on top of the world. Top of the world. The expression is "top of the world."
Cliff: No, no. Look at it, doc. Read that.
Frasier: Well, I stand corrected. She is indeed "on top of the wolb."

Quote from Sam

Norm: How'd you handle it, Sammy?
Sam: You know me, Daddy Cool. If she left the bathroom, she'd see him, so I jumped in. I think I handled it pretty smoothly.
[flashback:]
Sam: Fire! Fire! Aah! Aah! Get out through the window. [to the other women] No, you two can use the door.
Rebecca: Why can't I use the door?
Sam: Are you kidding me? You go out that door with all that grease on your blouse, one spark, you'll go up like a roman candle.
Rebecca: Smart idea. Smart idea. Ok, good. Uhh, Uhh, Uhh. It's too small! It's too small!
Sam: All right. Ah, shoot. Don't panic. Uh, uh... I got it. I got it. Here. Maybe I can squeeze you through here. You know, take off your clothes and rub the soap all over your body.
Rebecca: Okay, good.
Sam: Plan B. Let's get out of here now! Put this jacket over your head. I'll lead you out.
Rebecca: But what about you?
Sam: Take off your blouse. Put it over my head. I don't know.
Rebecca: Sam!
Sam: Quit kidding around! Careful, flames!

Quote from Woody

Woody: You know, Sam, I had this Cousin Skeeter who was in the Army a bunch of years ago. Well, he never saw any action, although he did blow off his thumb in a mortar accident. Big show-off. Anyway, he was going out with this girl, and she went to the Kiwanis dance with this other guy, Kaird Danielson. I saw them kissing and hugging behind the propane tanks. I was pretty much in the same spot you're in now.
Sam: What did you do?
Woody: Nothing, I'm waiting to hear what you do.

Quote from Rebecca

Rebecca: There he is, my hero. He was probably too modest to tell you all, but this man rushed me through a burning building with his coat over my face and then led me out of the fire. And I am telling you the fire was so close I could feel the flames licking my ears.
Sam: It was hot, all right.

Quote from Robin Colcord

Rebecca: Oh, Robin. My sweet baby.
Robin: A budding rose. I brought it myself because I didn't want you to miss even a moment of its bloom.
Rebecca: Oh, my God. This is so cool. Oh, Robin, I can hardly wait till we're alone together again tonight.
Robin: Oh, yes. About tonight, I'm terribly sorry. An emergency board meeting has been called.
Rebecca: How about a late supper afterwards?
Robin: Yeah, well, the meeting could last through the night.
Rebecca: I could last till the morning.
Robin: What's say we put that to the test tomorrow.

Quote from Robin Colcord

Robin: At any rate, I wanted to thank you. And as a man of the world, I'm sure you've been in similar circumstances and know how embarrassing it can be. It was nice to find an ally in a sticky situation like that.
Sam: Ally, nothing. I just didn't want to see Rebecca hurt.
Robin: Nor do l, so I hope you'll keep up your continued silence. I mean, if the event should ever repeat itself.
Sam: "Emergency board meeting." You've got another date tonight, don't you?
Robin: Sadly, um... Yes.
Sam: I don't think I want to help you, pal.
Robin: Sam, you surprise me. You and I have the same weakness, beautiful women. I thought men like us share a common bond.
Sam: No, no. We don't share anything together. You know, Rebecca's my friend. You got a lot of nerve to think I'm going to help you cheat on her.
Robin: So you're taking an ethical stand. Well, let me counter with this. One phone call from me and you can have your bar back.
Sam: Why do you think that you can always buy anything... The whole bar? No down payment?
Robin: Cheers will be yours, Sam.
Sam: Okay, I don't feel very good about this, though.
Robin: Yes, well, you can print that on your cocktail napkins. Well, I'm off for a... Strenuous board meeting.

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