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We'll be right back
with Julia Wilcox

and our new stock-market update
after this.

That's it?
That's your big introduction for Julia?

- What happened to the copy I wrote?
- Ken, come on.

"Julia" does not rhyme with "moola."

- Well, they're spelled the same.
- Oh, they are not. Stop it.

Isn't it enough that she's getting
ten minutes of my show?

Hey, hey, we're lucky to have her.

Don't be surprised
if she ends up boosting your ratings.

Yes, but at what cost?

The woman's credibility
is questionable.

She's credible.
The woman was on CNBC.

She had a syndicated column.

You can't hold one mistake
against her.

What'd she do?

She wrote a book called
Day-Trade Your Way Out of Debt.

Apparently, some people lost money.

- I don't see you writing any books.
- Ah...

Now, listen, she's a little sensitive,

so I don't wanna hear anyone
talking about the book,

how it ruined her career,

that guy who killed himself
in Pennsylva...

Hey, hey, hey!

There she is, our financial wizard.

- This is Dr. Frasier Crane.
- Hello.

And his producer, Roz Doyle.

ROZ: Hi.
- Nice to meet you.

So this is my mic?

ROZ: Yes.
FRASIER: Yes, yes, ha, ha.

You know,
I studied finance in college.

Hey, that's great.

Do you think you could
get me some coffee, Rizzo?

- It's Roz.
JULIA: Super.

Two creams, thanks.

So, um, do your intro,
we'll go to a promo, then back to you.

- Got it? Intro, promo, you.
- Ha.

So you don't want me
to do the intro last?

Uh, no, because,
you see, intro's short...

Oh, ho, ho, I get it!

Very good.

You got one past me.

Enjoy it.
It's not gonna happen again.

- And these would be my phones.
- Yes, yes, of course.

Uh, I... I must say
that I enjoyed your work on CNBC.

I thought you were
an insightful analyst,

and, uh, I don't believe
that you were treated fairly.

Oh, thanks.
That makes everything all better.

ROZ: Ten seconds.
- Oh, right.

Oh, thanks. Mm.

- You call this coffee?
- Most of it.

Roz.

Just let me have that.

Put it over there. Now, right.

Hello, Seattle, welcome back.

If you've tuned in for mental health
advice with an erudite twist,

well, then, my show
will be back up at the top of the hour.

But now for something new,
yet germane,

as finances can be the cause
of that old bugaboo, stress, here now...

Good afternoon, I'm Julia Wilcox.

Today's market swerved
like a nervous student driver

before finally winding up
in a nice safe neutral.

We'll discuss.

Plus, are pharmaceutical stocks
still worth prescribing?

Now this.

Excuse me, uh...

I was supposed to introduce you.

You were cutting into my time.

Well, I was giving you
an hospitable segue, you see.

I thought that since you're new here,
I could lend you my equity, if you will.

And it was just a courtesy...

Some days on the market,
it's Black Friday.

But today,
with the NASDAQ slightly down

and the Dow slightly up,
it was more like Plaid Monday.

Analysts spoke out
on both sides of their mouths...

Next time, I'll get the coffee.

Hey, Roz, what you reading?

Julia's book.

Listen to this.

"Chapter 4: How to Sell Your House
and Start a Dot-com."

Hey, guys.

Oh, Roz, I can't believe
you shelled out $3

to revel in someone else's
misfortune.

I was curious.

Yeah, well, you can get the same thing
on tape for a buck-fifty.

And get this,
it's read by Martha Stewart.

How's that
for your double whammy?

We should just get rid of her.

I mean, if she were nice,
it'd be one thing.

But she's just rude and arrogant.

Whoa, whoa,
nobody's getting rid of anybody.

She just filed suit against CNBC
for wrongful termination.

Legal wants us to treat her
with kid gloves.

FRASIER:
Hmm. Truth be told,

I actually feel sorry for her.

She has suffered a very public fall.

She must be carrying
all kinds of guilt

about the people who lost
their savings following her advice.

You know,
perhaps I should have a talk with her.

I wondered how long it would take.

What?

For you to make your move.

I thought there were some sparks
between you two.

What are you talking about?

Don't play innocent.

She is right up your alley.

Smart, tough,

total bitch.

You can't wait to break
through that wall and rescue her.

Oh, Roz,
you couldn't be more off the mark.

Typical man.

You always wanna get in there
and rescue us,

but the minute things get messy,
you just can't handle it.

Ha!

Women wanna make us think
that they're tough.

And then all of a sudden,
they get needy.

Men are like,

"Come on, baby, you can lean on me.
Oops, gotta go."

Yeah, women are like,

"Get away, get away.
Don't leave me."

Here's men:

Oh, yeah? Here's women:

Me, me, me.

- Me, me, me.
- All right, stop it, both of you!

- Hello, all.
- Oh, hello, Niles.

How's it going?

We're just discussing, uh, a new,
rather unpleasant colleague of ours.

Be thankful you're self-employed,
you don't have to deal with headaches.

Oh, not so. I was hoping to come here
to complain about my office remodel.

I'm annexing
the dermatologist's office next door,

and in a cheap irony,
my skin is breaking out.

Your Spackle allergy again?

I'm covered with tiny bumps.

It's worse than the summer
we added the breakfast nook

- to the tree house.
FRASIER: Hmm.

Could I have my usual? Thank you.

There she is. Don't come over.

Don't come over. Don't come over.

Oh, look who's too good for us.

You know what?

I think I will go
and offer her an olive branch.

- Oh, stop it.
- Me, me, me.

Knock it off.

- Hello, Julia.
- Hello.

Listen, I, uh...

I'm sorry that the two of us
got off to a bit of a frosty start.

But I think that in time, we will have a...
A very long and rewarding relationship.

Okay.

May I tell you a story?

Years ago, I lived in Boston.

I was in private practise then
and life was very good.

And then my wife left me.

I ended up on a ledge,

threatening to throw myself off
if she didn't return to me.

Thank you.

Well, this got on the news,
of course.

And needless to say, after that,
patients were a little hard to come by.

So...

I just wanted you to know that I, too,
have suffered a very public setback.

Oh, I get it.

You're letting me know
I'm not alone.

Exactly.

And now we can be friends.

- Well, if that's how you feel.
- Oh, ha.

Well, let's see, how do I feel?

Well, it's sort of like on your show,

when you call people at home
to give them advice.

Well, actually, I don't call them,
they call me.

Exactly.

Well.

Good day, then.

Why would you let Niles
bring all his patients to your home?

It's only a couple more weeks
until his office is finished.

Well, I sure wouldn't wanna have
all those crazies over.

I mean, what if one of them
starts screaming obscenities

or running through the house
naked?

Mom already did that
when England lost in the World Cup.

- Hello, all.
DAPHNE: Hello.

How was the wine expo?

Horrible.

Frasier ran into a fan.

- Ow, that smarts.
FRASIER: Yes, Dad.

You have been using
that same old joke

for the last ten years.

So anyway, I ran into this fan...

Ouch. Are you okay?

So this woman complimented me

on my so-called chemistry

with that harpy, Julia.

You ever heard anything
more preposterous? Good Lord.

The woman sneezed once
and I said, "Bless you."

That has been the extent
of our by-play.

You've been complaining
about her so much lately.

I'm beginning to wonder
if there's not something deeper there.

I will not even dignify that
with a response.

Except to say
that you couldn't be more wrong.

I don't know, Frasier,
she's certainly attractive.

And she's intelligent,
ambitious, tenacious.

Sounds like your perfect woman.

She is a cold,
insufferable know-it-all.

And the list goes on and on.

All right, that's it.

No more talking about Julia.

DAPHNE:
Ooh.

So it's Julia now.

Oh, God.

Look, it has always been Julia.

That is her name.

She does seem
to have you disproportionately upset.

You haven't been so consumed
with one subject

since Frasier Crane Day.

Listen, my outrage
is completely merited.

That woman is deliberately trying
to undermine my show from within.

I'm sorry to disappoint all of you,

but I have absolutely no feelings
for that woman except contempt.

There he goes. Know what they say
about people who protest too much.

I know what you used to say.

They should all be tear-gassed.

I still think that, you know.

Ah, here you are.

Listen,

- it's time the two of us had it out.
- Oh.

Ever since you arrived here,

you have been nothing
but condescending and dismissive.

Whatever.

There. You did it again.

You know what this is really about?

It's about you losing 15 minutes
from your precious show.

What are you talking about?
It's ten minutes.

Sorry, starting Monday,
I do the last 15 minutes of your show,

with a half-hour recap on Fridays.

Now if you'll excuse me,
I have places to be.

No, I will not excuse you.

- I am reaching out to you here.
- Yeah, will you cut that out?

It's like you're trying
to make me your special project.

Why don't you just adopt a cat
or something?

As your colleague,
I do not deserve to be treated this way.

Oh, no, we are hardly colleagues.

I deliver the news, and you're

a Magic 8 Ball
with a Harvard degree.

I will not be belittled

by a half-educated,
money-grabbing parvenu.

As opposed
to some foreign-speaking windbag?

That makes you an insecure fraud.

You are a pompous blowhard.

- Harridan.
- Know-it-all.

- Shrew!
- Snob!

Are you as turned on as I am?

What? No!

Oh, did you just come on to me?

What? No, no, I thought that you...

- How could you think I was turned on?

- What, are you sick?
- No, I...

Hey, hey, hey,
let's all calm down here.

- Are you crazy?
- No, I apologise, I...

Yuck!

FRASIER: Hi, guys.
NOEL: Oh, hey, Dr. Crane, how...?

- They hate me, don't they?
- Can you blame them?

Because of you, they had to come in
for this sexual harassment seminar.

Look, I have apologised
until I'm blue in the face.

I know, but Legal wants us covered
in case Julia tries to come after us.

Maybe you've heard,
she loves suing people's asses off.

I'm gonna miss saying "asses."

After today,
I guess it's back to "patootie."

Thanks a lot, doc.

Hi, welcome.
Please take a workbook.

- Hey, Frasier.
- Hmm.

- Thanks for ruining my weekend.
- Oh, Roz.

Come on,
you know it was just a mistake.

What do you think I am,
some sort of disgusting Lothario?

Hey, there's my man.

- Welcome, please take a workbook.
- Got an old one.

Hey, I know you're down,
don't sweat it. Rookie mistake.

By the way, the chick at the
coffee table's got her high beams on.

KENNY:
Okay, people, let's get this started.

First of all, I apologise
for bringing everyone in here today.

But to make it up to you,

everybody attending today
will get a free mouse pad.

- How's that?
ROZ: It sucks.

All right, who said that?

I did.

Fair enough.

Now, I don't wanna blame anyone...

Frasier.

KENNY:
But Legal says that we have to do this.

So here's Van Andrews
from Harassment Solutions.

Okay, guys, I'm Van.

I'll be your facilitator.

And if you could go ahead
and just open up your workbooks,

we'll get started on building
a truly gender-neutral workplace.

Okay?

Now, who wants
to meet my puppets?

MAN:
Wow, this is great.

I like coming over to your house.

- It's... It's really nice.
- Thanks.

So maybe you could come over
to my house next week,

since we're doing stuff
at each other's houses now.

Uh, thanks for the offer, Steve,
but this isn't a social call.

We're having our regular session.

I... I really want this
to feel just like the office.

STEVE:
Okay. Um, well,

I've been having
my dream again...

Uh, yes?

Sorry to interrupt, Dr. Crane,

but I gotta run these toilet fixtures
past you.

Your wife said you'd definitely
wanna be consulted about that.

I never pictured you
having a bathroom.

Um, it isn't a good time. If you...

I'm sorry, I didn't realise
your session had begun.

Why don't you just wait
in the living room?

Okay, but just so you know, the
heated seat you want's on back-order.

Again, sorry, but while I have you here,
you want anything from the shops?

- Nope, I'm good.
- Okay, then I'm off.

Happy therapy.

Ahem. So back to your dream.

Your wife seems nice.

She's foreign.

That's weird.

I mean, I guess it shouldn't be.

I mean, it only makes sense
that you have a wife and a bathroom,

and you probably
have a bed and laundry

and that thing I can't talk about.

- Refrigerator.
- Right.

Okay, well, we're not really here
to learn about my life.

We're here to talk about you,
so back to your dream.

Okay, um, well, I'm in this forest...

- Do you want to get that or...?
- No, no, the machine will get it.

Now, remember, as we discussed,
the forest could be, uh,

a symbol of uncharted territory.
Um, could be...

DAPHNE:
Nobody's home

NILES:
Nobody's home.

DAPHNE: Nobody's home
NILES: Nobody's home.

DAPHNE:
Nobody's home

NILES: Nobody's home
DAPHNE: Nobody's home

NILES:
Nobody's home.

BOTH: We'll call you back
if you leave your number.

After you hear the:

So, uh,

next week at your place.

Okay. Bulldog, in this exercise,

we're gonna pretend
that you have an attraction to Roz.

- Oh.
- Is that okay?

Well, Van, I...
I feel a little uncomfortable

about violating her personal space,
even for role-playing, but okay.

VAN:
Okay, Roz?

Bring it on.

Okay, go.

Good morning, Roz.

You're looking professional today.

Thank you, Bulldog.
You're looking professional today also.

Why, thank you.

After work, would you care
to join me for a coffee

or non-stimulating beverage?

Please note,
you retain the option to say no.

Excellent, Bulldog. Roz?

Thank you, Bulldog, for your offer.

But I'm uncomfortable with it
as I would prefer

to cut my own arm off and eat it.

- Can I have a turn with her?
- No, sorry, buddy.

She's not your property,
it's up to Van.

- I want a turn.
BULLDOG: Sit down, Noel.

Oh, what are you gonna do, huh?

- What are you gonna do?
- Okay, guys.

Let's keep our dialoguing
constructive, okay?

- I think we're done here.
- Oh, great.

Why don't you go ahead
and just have a seat, okay?

Um, I'd like to say something.

Okay, go ahead, Gil.

From the bottom of my heart,

I apologise for my wandering eye
over the years.

Those whom I mentally undressed,

and you know who you are,

all I can say, and it's a poor defence,

is that I was a product of the
thoughtless machismo of my times.

- Thank you, Gil.
- But know this,

Gil isn't about to stop
loving the ladies.

VAN:
Thank you, Gil.

I think they like
to be called women now.

Ha! Do they ever.

How much longer do we have to sit
for this nonsense?

Well, Frasier, since you're the one
who brought us here today,

maybe you'd like to take a turn
in the warm seat, hmm?

Julia, would you be comfortable
in helping Frasier learn

how he could have related to you
in a more office-appropriate manner?

Uh, Julia?

She's playing solitaire
on her PalmPilot, Van.

Oh, all right.

Okay, in this no-fault rewind,

let's find out
how Frasier assaulted you.

I did not assault her.

I simply expressed unhappiness

that she was taking 15 minutes
from my show.

She responded
by belittling my profession.

Then he called me a couple of names
and asked if I was turned on.

Okay, gang,
where did Frasier go wrong?

AUDIENCE:
Oh! Oh!

VAN:
Uh, Bulldog?

People stopped saying "turned on"
20 years ago.

Oh, look, look, I just misread her...

Her signals.

I... I thought that her hostility
was displaced attraction.

No, it was just hostility.

Well, of course it was.
That's all there is to you.

Ever since you arrived
at this station,

we have reached out to you
in friendship

and all we've gotten in return
is arrogance and unbridled rudeness.

It's not rudeness. It's indifference.

I'm sorry
I'm not joining your bowling team,

but this is just a pit stop for me.

I do not intend
on spending the rest of my life

at a station that cuts out
whenever the janitor vacuums.

No offence.

None taken.

And I don't even know
why we're here.

I'm not gonna sue your stupid station.
How pathetic would that look?

How dare you.

At KACL, we are a family.

Every person in this room
respects one another...

No, no, hold on a second, doc.
I'll handle this.

You mentioned about not suing us.
Would you put that in writing?

- If it gets us out of here.
- Sure, that should satisfy Legal.

VAN:
Hey, okay, wait, wait.

This course isn't about Legal, okay?

It's about making respecting
each other's personhood fun.

ROZ:
Up yours.

- Who said that?
ROZ: I did.

You know,
you can act as tough as you want,

but I see through you.

Really?

You're not in the big leagues
anymore.

Blame it on the market.

Blame it on bad luck.

But somewhere
in the back of your head

is that nagging voice that keeps saying
maybe you weren't good enough.

And now that you're here,
you won't form relationships.

You keep everybody at arm's length.

Anything to convince yourself
that this is just a stop along the way.

And above it all,

I think you're terrified
that you're gonna fail here too.

But then what do I know?

I'm just a Magic 8 Ball
with a Harvard

and Oxford degree.

It's 45 past the hour,

which means it's time once again
for the woman who...

is known as Julia Wilcox.

Thank you, Frasier.
Another up day for the markets,

but first, these words
from Patriot Credit Consolidators.

How many times do I have to tell you?
You need to get a comfortable chair.

My leg keeps falling asleep
while I'm on the air.

Who doesn't?

Frasier,
perhaps if you're at Nervosa later,

I could join you for a cup of coffee.

Or a non-stimulating beverage.

Please note,
you retain the option to say no.

I appreciate that.

And in time, I believe
we will be able to establish a...

A collegial relationship.

However,
I think we should both acknowledge

the feelings of hostility
that remain between us.

Just say no.
Honestly, do you ever shut up?

Now, see here, I...

The rich got richer today
on Wall Street.

Not news, ordinarily.

But after their recent slide,

today's rally and large cap does take on
a certain man-bites-dog quality.

Speaking of dogs...