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Cheers is filmed
before a live studio audience.

Woody.

I hear that you and Kelly are having
a hard time getting a wedding ring.

That's right, Carla.
They're pretty expensive, you know.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

And you know,
I'm not going to be able to afford

to get you kids the kind of present
you really deserve.

So, on the way over here,
I stopped by my bank,

and I took this out
of my safety deposit box.

Whoa. Carla, that's a beaut.

Yeah, I know. It's solid silver.

It's been in my family for years.

My great-uncle Amerigo

gave it to my great-aunt Sophia,

and then I was going to give it
to my youngest girl,

but she inherited the Tortelli knuckles.

Carla, I could never take it.

Woody, I want you to have it.

At least let me give you something for it.

I have $500 in my budget.

Well, if it makes you feel better.

You know, the thing is,
Kelly really prefers gold.

Well, I got it in gold, too.

Perfect!

Hey, does she need any earrings?

Afternoon, everybody.

Norm!

Hey, Mr. Peterson, that's quite a haircut.

Yeah? Well, they're only
halfway done, Wood.

I got a little thirsty.
You know what I mean?

Give me a beer.

Hi, Woody.

Hey, Kelly. What are you doing here?

I wanted to spend the afternoon
with Mr. Peterson and Mr. Clavin.

You've been spending
a lot of time with them lately.

What's up?

I thought it would be a good idea
for me to get to know your friends.

Why?

Because when we get married
and you turn to me and say,

"Kelly, I'm going to spend a night
on the town."

And I burst into tears and ask you
to spend just one night at home.

And you say
"I'm going to be with my friends,"

Well, I want to know
who those friends are.

Boy, could I sing
a couple of bars of that.

So what do you guys talk about?

The usual.

How the Celtics need a point guard,

the Sox need pitching,

the fact that there's
an exact replica of the Earth

on the other side of the sun
that we can never see.

Wow, really?

The Sox need pitchers?

Well, on this Earth.

Anyway, Woody, if you'll excuse me now.

One of your friends is going
to teach me how to play pool.

Which one?

I don't remember his name,
but he's the man from the CIA

who trains the Green Berets.

Let's go, Tootsie. We're up.

Do you realize it's been 18 years
since we've seen each other?

Me, too. I can't wait!

Okay. Bye-bye.

You'll never guess who that was.

Your dental hygienist?

Come on, be serious. Guess.

Okay, I'll be serious.

I don't really care.

Well, I'm going to tell you anyway.
It was Mark Newberger.

We have not seen each other
since graduation night.

Mark Newberger.

We met doing "The Bad Seed'
in our sophomore production.

He was my first boyfriend.

I really loved him.

Maybe he was the only guy
I've ever really loved.

I don't know why I gave him up.

I guess I wanted to go off
to college and be free.

That whole deal. I don't know.

What an idiot.
Why would I ever give him up?

Nobody's listening to you.

I am trying to pretend
like I have a friend, okay?

Wait, what am I saying?
I do have a friend.

I don't need to pretend.

Mark Newberger is back,
and he's better than any friend you have.

I'm sorry. I wasn't listening.

Anybody in here know this guy?

Sam, my God, What's the matter?

We found him out
in the middle of the street

Staring at an empty parking space,

muttering to himself, shouting at people.

My corvette.
They stole my 'Vette!

Frasier, have you seen my 'Vette?

Sam, I'm afraid not.

Well, Sam, stop by
the station house sometime

and fill out a report.

Then you'll give me my 'Vette back?

Whatever you say.

I left it outside.

What was I thinking?
I should have stayed with it!

Boy, oh, boy, oh, boy, Normie.

I'm going to miss that car.

Hey, take a look at that.

Wow. That's you next to Sammy's 'Vette.

Yeah. Truth be told,
I tell the ladies it's mine.

Wait a minute. That's not even your body.

That's Sammy's body
with your head superimposed.

Yeah. yeah. You'd be surprised
what Ma can do in a darkroom.

Yeah, we got one of me
at the Yalta Conference.

You should see the look
that Churchill's giving me.

I suppose one of us ought to go over
and cheer Sammy up.

Yeah, yeah. Well, I'll do it.

I got a flair for this kind of thing.

You just stay there.
Drink your beer.

Okay. We all have to play
to our strengths, I guess.

Yo, Sammy.

Sammy, Sam, Sammy.

You know, I heard about the bad news.

I'm really sorry, pal.
It's terrible what these guys do.

They just pluck your car
right up off the street

and take it to what's commonly known
as a chop shop,

where they unceremoniously dismantle it.

And after that,
the felons take an acetylene torch

and just, methodically,
cut the frame into little tiny pieces.

Cliff, do you really think
any of this helps?

It sure as heck keeps the car
from being traced, Sam.

Hi. I'm looking for Rebecca Howe.

She's over there.

Rebecca?

My God, Rebecca. You're beautiful!

Who would have ever thought
that you would have

developed into this gorgeous creature?

No, Mark, over here.

Rebecca, you haven't changed a bit!

My God, look at that hair!

If you had any more, I could get you
listed as an endangered species.

Come on, turn around.
Let me see, let me see.

I like it. More to love.

Me? What about you?

Hey! I'm bulking up for the Olympics.

You'll never guess what.
I finally gave up smoking.

I can tell.
Your voice sounds so much better.

Sam, I want you to meet somebody.

Sam, this is Mark Newberger.
Mark Newberger, this is Sam Malone.

Sam owns the bar.

Let me go get some of my other friends.

Hey, guys! Guys, I want to
introduce you to somebody.

Somebody stole my car.

I've been there.

Yeah? Really?

Yeah. My ex-lover.

First he stole my heart,
then he stole my car.

He?

Aren't you supposed to be
Rebecca's old flame?

Well, I'm not that old.

Thank God he didn't steal the waterbed.

The lying little tramp.

Meow.

Like you were there.

Mark, I want you
to meet all my friends.

All right. This is Dr. Sternin-Crane,
our resident researcher.

This is Cliff Clavin,
our resident Trivia expert.

This is Norm Peterson,
our...resident.

Uh...this is Woody, the bartender.

- And Carla the waitress.
- And what do you do, Rebecca?

Shut up!

I thought I could trick her
into telling us.

Oh, Lilith,
I feel so victimized.

I feel so angry!
I don't know what to do.

Well, actually, Sam,
this is precisely

how victim support groups got started.

People who were suffering
and unable to cope

found they felt better if they were
able to share those feelings.

Maybe I should try to get
in one of those groups.

I wonder if they have
a group for people

who have had high-performance
automobiles stolen.

You had a car stolen?

- Yeah.
- What kind was it?

'64 Corvette.

'57 T-bird.
Two weeks ago today.

Oh, man!

Does it still
really hurt inside?

Sometimes more than others.

Like when I'm late for work

and I run out of the house
and try and jump in it.

I just end up in the gutter, weeping.

Oh, man. I hear you,
I hear you.

- It just isn't fair.
- No kidding, you know?

When bad things happen
to good-looking people.

Oh! Here's you in glee club.

Captain of the debate team.

Oh, Mark.

Oh, look.
Water polo champion.

Ooh.

Head of the prom committee.
Most likely to succeed.

- Are you in there, Miss. Howe?
- Sure I am. here.

I... I know I am.

There!

Oh, yes! Yes.

There's my elbow
on protest day.

Oh.

- What were you protesting?
- Oh, I don't know.

The war, cafeteria food,
the bomb.

It's just a real
neat way to meet kids.

look at this.

18 years old,

ready to graduate
and take on the world.

Wait a minute.
You graduated

from high school
when you were 18?

What, did Daddy
pull some strings?

Huh! look at this!
Look, look, look!

Here's our production of South Pacific.

Oh, Mark, you were the most powerful
Emile de Becque.

Oh, and you were a great...

One of the nurses
that washed Nellie Forbush's hair.

You would have been
a much better Nellie

than Carol Shipley

because you always
had a much better--

I'm gonna was that man
right outta my hair

Personality.

Hey, Kelly. How's it
going back there?

Fine. I just came out
to get myself a soda

And some suds for the Philster.

Kelly, why are you
doing this?

I want Woody's friends
to like me.

Did you buy them
a round?

Yes.

You'll never
get rid of them.

You know, Carla,
you're the only one

of Woody's friends that
I haven't spent time with yet.

Let's you and I
have a chat, hmm?

I better put on
my thinking cap.

Oh, doll,
I've got to run.

Kiss, kiss.

Oh, Mark. so soon?

Yeah. I found this great apartment,
but the rent is sky high,

so I'm interviewing roommates.

This could
be exhausting.

Later.

So that was the old
boyfriend, huh?

Yeah. Can you believe it?

How could I have
been so stupid?

I should have seen it
way back in high school.

Well, we all have
our blind spots.

This one was just staring me
right in the face.

He is the
perfect man for me.

I think
this is the man

that I'm going to marry.

Mr. Peterson,
it's your barber on the phone,

and he says
it's been two days.

He wants to know when
you're coming back.

What should I tell him?

Tell him
what I tell Vera.

All right. He'll be home
after one more.

I tell you, Cliff ie,
when it comes to photography,

your ma's quite a hotshot.

Yeah, she's pretty good.
You like this one?

Yeah? That's me
planting old glory

On the lunar surface.

Here's my favorite.

That's you getting hitched to Princess Di.

Yeah. What a day
that was.

Excuse me. Is this where
the victim support group is meeting?

Yeah. right over
by the office there.

I'll be right with you.

There you go.

Sam, am I to
understand that

you took it upon yourself to form
a victim support group?

I think that's
an excellent idea.

Well, actually,
it was Lilith's idea.

It'll never work,
I hope you know.

Are you Tom's friend?

Oh, yeah. I'm Kirby.

1967 Vinyl-covered hardtop,

sun fire yellow,

427 high-performance engine.

Oh, yeah. Hi. I'm Sam.

I spoke to you
on the phone.

'64 rag-top, black interior,

rally-red,
with knock-off hubs.

Oh... good to
know you, man.

Yeah.

This is '70 cutlass
supreme convertible,

white interior,
with overdrive.

I'm sorry. I'm not very good
with names. What's your name?

- Sam.
- Sam. Right.

Shall we?

Honey, come on.
Sweetheart.

We got the office.
Thank you.

I'm almost ready
for my big date.

Hey, guys.
Don't wait up for me.

Nudge, nudge.
Wink, wink. Ha ha!

If she was only a horse

with a broken leg
or something,

we could shoot her.

Well, Normie.
Norm, Norm, Normie.

We got to tell her.
Come on.

One of us has got
to tell her. Let's go.

1, 2, 3.

All right! My rock smashes your scissors.

Oh, no. Not these scissors, pal.

What?

This is a special
titanium steel alloy...

Oh, give me a break!

Developed by NASA
for the space program.

These scissors would smash
your rock to smithereens!

No, no.
Not this rock.

This rock happens to be kryptonite
from the planet Krypton.

Maybe you've heard
of it, huh?

Sounds to me like you guys are trying
to get out of telling her.

Gee, Woody,
if you're so brave,

why don't you go back
there and tell her?

All right. I will.

'Cause you know what?

That's what friends do.

They look out
for each other.

If one friend knows something
that another friend needs to know,

he lets him know,
even if it's difficult.

That's what friendship
is all about.

What am I supposed
to tell her?

That her friend Mark
is gay.

Oh, I could never
tell her that.

Hey, girls.
Here's a little trick

I learned
in high school.

You put on your lipstick.

Then you powder them.

That way,
when you're making out,

you don't get the lipstick
all over the boy.

Rebecca...I believe

you're laboring
under a misconception.

Oh, no. Lilith.

Rebecca, what Lilith is
trying to say is that

the powder isn't going to keep
the lipstick off the boy.

But if he really cares,
he's not going to mind.

- Yeah!
- Yeah.

So just go on out
and have a great time.

Oh, thank you, guys.

Bye!

Why didn't you
let me tell her?

'Cause it
would be wrong.

It's not our place to interfere
with their personal lives.

That's why they're called personal lives.

It's not our place
to play God.

Actually, I pulled down 60 big ones
last year playing God,

but I see your point.

And I owe you an apology.

I actually thought
you didn't want to tell her

so that she would
be humiliated,

at which point you would
make fun of her.

See how wrong you were?

How was your date
last night, Rebecca?

Get lucky? Ha ha ga!

Okay. let's talk some more

about how we feel about
having our cars stolen.

Alice, do you want
to start off?

I feel empty.

Okay.

Empty how?

Like...

A crock pot?

Let me just respond
to what Alice just said--

You know, that
crock pot thing.

Yeah. yeah.

That's me.

Sometimes when I'm walking
down the street,

I think I see my car
out the corner of my eye.

Let me just
say something here.

That corner
of the eye thing...

Yeah. That's me.

Guys, I just thought
of something.

I mean, maybe our cars
weren't actually stolen.

Maybe they were just
towed by the city,

and it's taking them time
to process the paperwork,

you know, and...

I think what Kirby
is going through here

ls what they call denial.

I feel so silly.

No, no, man. Come on.
Don't say that.

This is not silly.
This is beautiful.

This is what
it's all about.

I think it's true--

Suffering does bring
people together.

I tell you, I feel very close
to you all right now.

I just want to say,
I treasure our friendship.

Sam, police called.
They just found your car.

Okay. Meeting's over.

That was a great
dinner tonight.

I haven't had Osso buco
that good in years.

What the hell is
Osso buco, anyway?

You don't want
to know.

Mark, I had the greatest evening tonight.

We're going to have
a lot of great nights.

I want to pick up
right where we left off.

Do you want
to start right now?

- Sure.
- Okay.

You just make yourself comfortable,
and I'll be right back.

I feel like we're in
high school again,

don't you, Marcus Aurelius?

Yes, I do,
Beckus Aurelius.

You remembered
my Latin name.

How could I forget?
You're the one

who got me through
Mr. Vincent's Latin class.

Oh, Mr. Vincent!

I forgot
all about him.

I had such a crush
on that man.

Who didn't?

Here I am.

Be still, my heart.

Do you like
what you see, Mark?

It's gorgeous.

Get over here.

Give us a feel.

Okay.

Fabulous.

Give it!
Is it silk?

What?

Rayon? I don't believe it!
You put it in a delicate cycle and a spin?

We have to talk.

Mark, stop joking.

You know perfectly well
that the point of this nightie

is not laundry instructions.

The point of this
nightie is to...

To what?

To you know.

A man and a woman.

Where?

Oh, Mark...

Rebecca, you know
I'm gay, don't you?

Well, of course I do!

Why do you think
I feel so comfortable

wearing this
in front of you?

I mean, this is
my housecoat.

I know it's sexy,
but I paint in it.

You're gay?

Don't tell me
you didn't know.

Usually, I assume
somebody is straight

until I find out they're not.

That's funny.

I usually assume people are gay
until I find out they're not.

Sometimes
we find out together.

I'm the one, aren't I?

Yeah. I'm the one that put you off girls.

No, Rebecca.

No, no, really.
Go ahead, you can say it.

I've heard it before.

Rebecca, if anything,
you confused me.

You're the only woman
I've ever been attracted to.

Thank you.

Look at you.
You're getting goosebumps.

Let's cuddle up on the couch
with the blanket, huh?

So we both like men.

Yep.

Are we stupid or what?

They're so insincere,

and they're
inconsiderate, rude.

They lie,
they cheat on you.

- Men.
- Men.

You know, things really
would have been

a lot easier if I was
attracted to women.

Me, too.

You want to
watch some TV?

Yeah, sure.

Maybe there's
an old movie on, huh?

Yeah.

Rebecca.

What are you doing?

Looking for
the remote control.

It's on
the coffee table.

You can't blame me
for trying.