All language subtitles for Cheers.S09E15.1080p.BluRay.x264-BORDURE

Cheers is filmed
before a live studio audience.

Sorry, Sam. I can't fix the jukebox here.

I gotta take it back to the shop
and open her up.

I'll go get the guys.

Take it back to the shop, my foot.

That's the biggest ploy
in the fix-it racket, Sammy.

You know, they tell you that
just so they can jack up the price on you.

Trust me, all this baby needs
is one swift, good...

Shop time.

What are we going to do
without our jukebox?

The place won't be the same.

No jukebox? I feel naked.

Excuse me.

Why are you all mourning
the temporary loss of this jukebox?

I mean,
you never play it.

No, no, no, Fras, the point is,

it's the perfect height to lean on.

Take a look at what it does to
the line of my body there.

It's a perfect pickup post.

Hi.

Oh, no, I'm sorry.
I'm just demonstrating.

I'll talk to you later.

All right, Sam, but you never play it.

Frasier, I never play Vera, either,

but I'd miss her if a couple guys
wheeled her

out of here
on a refrigerator dolly.

Sam, I should have
her back in a week good as new.

A week? How can we live without
our juke for a week?

Now, don't you have a loaner
or something?

I'm all out of jukeboxes.

How about
a cigarette machine?

We'd never use that.

You never use the jukebox!

Hey, if you want, I could loan you
a karaoke machine.

What's a karaoke machine?

Walter?

May I?
See, a karaoke machine

is a self-contained musical gizmo
of Oriental origin, much like yourself.

You know, it plays the, well,
the background accompaniment

to popular songs
so that shower crooners like myself

can sing along.

Clavin, I didn't know
you did that.

I'm amazed.

- Sing?
- No, that you shower.

By the way,
your singing stinks, too.

Hey, you guys, look what it says here
on my limerick-a-day calendar.

Oh, let me guess.

There was an old maid named Becks

who went a long time without sex.

Carla, why does your humor always have
to be at someone else's expense?

That's what makes me laugh.

Well, for those
of you who do care,

Robin gets out
of prison on Monday.

Well, that's great, great, but aren't you
kind of forgetting something important?

No, no, no, no, I remember--

We won't have any money,
we'll have to start all over.

No, no, no. No, the limerick.
Read the limerick.

I cannot believe you guys

are more interested
in some stupid rhyme

than in my happiness.

That's certainly not true in my case,
Miss Howe.

Thank you, Woody.

I'm interested in both equally.

Boy, she saw
right through me.

I'm dying to hear that limerick.

Here we go, Sam.

Your karaoke machine and some song
catalogs to go along with it.

Oh, great.
That's just what we need,

a loud, abrasive noise-making machine.

Fras, come on, don't pick on something
that can't defend itself.

Thank you, Norm.

Oh, perhaps I passed
judgment too quickly here.

This may have merit in it.

It's filled with old standards.

It's got "Someone To Watch Over Me,"

"All Of Me,"

"You Made Me Love You."

Lollipop, lollipop

Oh, lolli, lolli, lolli

Lollipop, lollipop

Oh, lolli, lolli, lolli

Lollipop

Ba boom boom boom

Lollipop, lollipop

Oh, lolli, lolli, lolli

Normy, Normy, how
does this song end?

I don't know. I think it just
kind of keeps going

till one of us drops.

Ba boom boom boom

Lollipop, lollipop

Oh, lolli, lolli, lolli

Lollipop, lollipop

Oh, please!

Oh, lolli, lolli, lolli

This is the silliest,
dopiest display

we've ever witnessed.

And if you want to make a pop,
you do it like this--

I got a delivery
for a Miss Rebecca Howe.

I'm Rebecca Howe.

Here you go.

And here you go.

Ooh, a shiny quarter.

Jeepers, this will pay
for my sister's operation.

Look at this.

A single white rose.

I wonder what this means.

Well, if it means the same thing
it does in my family,

you better have
Clavin start your car tonight.

It's from Robin.

"Dear Rebecca,
I'll be free on Monday.

If you're free as well,

would you care to join me
in holy matrimony?"

Oh, my God.

This is a proposal.

In three days,
I'm going to be Mrs. Robin Colcord.

That is cause for a
special celebration.

Woody, I think I'll have a beer.

Congratulations, Miss Howe.

I mean, gosh, you know, I may not be
the most inarticulate guy in the world, but...

Wait a minute.

Don't you mean articulate?

Isn't it the same thing,

like flammable
and inflammable?

Boy, I learned that one
the hard way.

I think this is great,

but there's something you ought
to know before you get married.

What is that?

I have a strict policy
about going to bed with married women,

so this weekend is your absolute
last chance to have me again.

- I don't think so, Sam.
- All right, all right. Stupid policy.

How about the weekend
after next?

Lilith, I can't believe you did this.

Nobody's ever thrown
a party like this for me before.

Turnabout is fair play.

You gave me my bridal shower
three years ago.

Oh, yeah, Lilith,
I just threw that together.

I really didn't put
any thought into it at all.

That would explain the napkins

that said, 'Mazel tov,
Sy and Effie Kupperman."

I got a break on those

when Sy Kupperman skipped
town with his secretary.

How lucky for me.

Boy, these Mylar balloons
are a public hazard.

What do you mean?

Well, Mylar is a form of metal, Paul,

and if you release these things,

they get caught up in high tension wires,

they cause an arc,

sending a shower of sparks
all over the place.

And, hey, it could put out the lights
of a whole city block.

All right!

Gentlemen? if I may,

I'd like to propose a toast to the woman
of the hour,

for the reason we're all gathered here
at this wonderful party.

To a very special lady
who I must say

has a glow tonight
like I've never seen before.

Thank you, Frasier.

Pipe down.

I've got to finish this toast to Lilith
or she'll kill me.

To Lilith.

I'd just like to say

it's a really beautiful day,
it's a really nice party,

and if I'm ever lucky enough
to be married,

I hope it's to someone
just like you.

To Lilith.

This is more attention

than I got at my own shower.

Well, I'd like to make
a toast to the bride-to-be.

- Me?
- Yep.

I'd just like to say that, you know,
when you and Robin first got together,

none of us thought
that a match between a billionaire tycoon

and a... you...

You know, would work out.

But this is just great,
honey.

I wish the two of you
happiness forever and ever.

That's very sweet, Sam.

- Yeah.
- Hey.

And I want to make
a toast, too,

to you and all
you guys in the bar.

You've really stood by me,

and I love you all.

To us.

She didn't mention my name.

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

I'd like to make another toast.

She's going to bail herself out.

- To Robin.
- Robin!

- Mr. Colcord.
- Strike two.

Wait, wait, wait, wait. One more.

I feel like I'm leaving
somebody out.

Here we go.

To me and to my happiness.

Okay, Frasier, that's it.

Get your coat.

And, of course, to Lilith.

Oh, Rebecca, you didn't have to.

Frasier, put your coat down.

We're not going anywhere.

Okay, everybody, give
me your attention.

A couple of the guys have put together a song
for the future Mrs. Colcord.

Hit it.

Lollipop, lollipop

Oh, lolli, lolli, lolli

Lollipop, lollipop

Oh, lolli, lolli, lolli

Lollipop, lollipop

Excuse me.

Paul, shut that thing off.

My wife's throwing
a lovely shower here.

The least you could do
is show a little respect?

Oh, Fras, we're just giving
the gift of music here.

Some gift--

Singing with those stupid voices
an even stupider song.

What is that song
even supposed to mean, anyway?

Well, uh, it's about this girl,
and, uh...

Lollipops.

All right, if you must sing,

why don't you sing something a little
more appropriate to the occasion?

Oh, look,
here's a lovely song,

"isn't it Romantic."

It's kind of slow, isn't it?

Yeah, you don't get to make
funny noises in it, either.

He calls it a classic.

Of course it's a classic.
It has a rare beauty,

a haunting imagery,
an enchanting melody...

Excuse me.

And it goes, Paul,

something like this...

Isn't it romantic

Music in the night

A dream

That can be heard

Isn't it romantic

Moving shadows make

The oldest magic word

I hear the breezes
playing

In the trees above

You're right, Fras, it is a lovely song
when sung properly.

Killjoy.

Boy, that's lovely, isn't it?

Yes. This is great champlagne.

Did you hear me? I said "champlagne."

I meant to say "champlagne."

I said it again.

I think maybe
you've had enough.

No, no, no, no.
I want to make a toast. Please?

Okay.

To champlagne!

No, no, I'm kidding.

To my sweet baby Robin.

We may not have much,

but we have each other.

Then you don't have much.

Hit me again, Sam.

No, no, I think you've definitely had enough.

Sam, I'm toasting.

No, you're toasted plenty.

Sam, I'm not through toasting.

I want to toast love.

I want to toast commitment.

And I want to make a toast
to my whole stupid, stupid life.

Isn't it romantic

Merely to be young

Oh, shut up
and leave me alone.

Hey, would you
cut me some slack?

I've had no formal training.

Hey, there

Who?

You with the stars
in your eyes

Are you talking to me?

Love never made

A fool of you

Frasier,
it's been two days.

I think it's time you stopped.

In the middle of my
salute to Adler and Ross?

I think not.

Hey, there

You on that high...

It's a dangerous combination.

A karaoke machine
and an obsessive personality

whose parents used to play
Broadway cast albums

to drown out their lovemaking.

Still can't get a hold of Miss Howe?

No. It's been busy for hours.

Well, she is getting
married tomorrow.

She's probably got a lot to do.

Maybe find something to wear.

Yes, it's not like
Sy and Effie Kupperman

left her a wedding gown.

She hasn't been here
for two whole days.

You think I ought
to go see her, Lilith?

I'm going to tell you
what I tell all my patients,

"What do you think?"

They pay you for that?

"What do you think?"

I don't think she
wants to talk to me.

Why don't you go over
and see how she's doing, Carla?

Yeah, great. I'll do that.
and while I'm there,

you can take my kids
to go see Smurfs On Ice.

Oh, I'll go see her.

Woody, lock up for me,
would you, buddy?

All right, everybody out.

Closing up.

Woody?

Not now. At closing time.

Could you be more specific, Sam?

I'm not a mind reader.

Hold your horsies.

Here I come.

Oh, well.

You're not the pizza boy,

but you're cute.

Ooh! How do you
see anything in here?

Well, let me just open those drapes
and let in a little light, okay?

Why don't I turn on
a lamp here?

Come on, honey.

Click.

Boy, you're not going to get
your security deposit back here.

You drinking again?

Certainly not.
I never stopped.

There.

Now I stopped.

Now I'm drinking again.

So... you want to talk?

Is this about getting
married tomorrow?

You getting cold feet?

Certainly not.

I'm perfectly prepared to marry Robin

and spend the rest of my life with him.

I'm just not particularly
looking forward to it.

You know, I don't get that.

All you done the last two years
is talk about getting married to this guy.

Yeah, well, I'll tell you,

it is one thing to love somebody

who's serving time for you.

It's another thing
serving time with them.

Sam, I haven't even begun, you know,
to taste life.

I mean, I just discovered
this drinking thing.

Sweetheart...
I can understand the temptation.

I mean, after all,
I'm a recovering alcoholic.

I'm just not ready
for commitment yet.

Well, doubt's part of any relationship.

I mean, look at me.
I was divorced.

You know, I drink for a couple of days,

and you were an alcoholic.

I have a little bit of trouble
with a relationship,

and you were divorced.

Do you retain water in the middle
of the month, too, Sam?

Look, I'm just trying to help you.

I mean, everybody gets cold feet
when they're about to get married,

but it's a pretty weenie reason
to start drinking.

Why did you start drinking?

I lost my curve ball.

I am not drinking
because I have cold feet.

I am drinking because I don't know
if I love Robin.

You think maybe you don't?

I don't know.

I just wish I had
a little more time, you know, to decide.

You don't think there's
any chance that that parole board

could keep him in prison

just a little while longer?

Listen, listen, listen.
If you don't love the guy,

why don't you just back out of this?

I'm supposed to tell
the richest man in the world

that I don't want to marry him?

He's not rich anymore, remember?

That's right.

What's his number?

Come on. Come on, stop that.
I'm being serious.

I'm being serious,
too, Sam.

It's just that I can't stop remembering.

I can't stop remembering

that one time

in my life.

It was just so exciting.

Oh, boy.

I know where this is going.

Oh, God, I loved it, Sam.

It was just so thrilling
and it was magical, you know?

I know, I know.

It was like every single
nerve in my body was alive,

and I was glowing.

God, it was like
the first time in my life

I was one with another being.

Once you have that,
you just don't forget.

I'll never forget
the night we made love.

I'm talking about when I was 10
and won first prize

in that horse show.

You know, but that sex deal
was good with you, too.

I mean, even having sex
with you is better than Robin.

Even that, huh?

So that's it,

isn't it?

I don't want to marry Robin.

Well, I guess I won't
be needing this anymore.

All right, now,

I've made my decision.

Robin, he is history.

There.

It feels good.

All right.

Yeah.

Let's celebrate.

No, we don't need to do that.

You're right, you're right.

There is a better way
to celebrate, Sam.

Drop your pants.

What?

You heard me, buddy.

I want you.

No, no, sweetheart.
We can't do this.

No, yes, we can, Sam.

The train's pulling into the station.

- No, no.
- All aboard!

I'm sorry. I won't do this.

Why?

Well, first of all,

you been drinking a little bit,

and, you know, a gentleman has rules.

And second...

you're kind of repulsive right now.

You can't take it?

I'm going to go home.

No, Sam, Sam, we have all night.

We've got tonight

Who needs tomorrow

Let's make it last, babe

Let's find a way

Sam Malone,

I want you to get ready

for the most exciting night

of your life.