Cheers is filmed before a live studio audience.
Hey, Woody.
I'll have a nice, tall iced tea.
Yeah, just a second, Dr. Crane.
I got to take a couple aspirin.
I got a splitting headache.
You know, there's a school of thought that suggests that all physical pain,
headache, earache, stomachache, what have you...
A headache. Pay attention.
Thank you.
Anyway, these people say that those pains
are merely physical manifestations of some deeper trauma,
either psychological, emotional, or spiritual.
See, suppose you just relax and try to remember
the very thing you were thinking when the headache first started.
Then we may be able to get to the root of the problem.
All right. Well...
I was standing here and I was thinking about
how when I was a little kid,
I was the only kid in my town who didn't have a bicycle.
Okay. Go with that.
I mean, all the other kids had one. Why not me?
Excellent, continue.
And then I bent down real fast to pick up a napkin...
I hit my head again!
So what do you think it is, Dr. Crane?
Last week on Cheers...
Now, all we really know is that Robin is using my secret password
to break into my corporation's confidential files.
And from the date on these, well, it looks like he's been doing it since...
Well, since the day after we first slept together.
So all I think we can really conclude from this is that...
I am too stupid to live!
Rebecca, my darling.
What are you doing?
I'm turning you in. You used me.
And don't try to deny it, because I've got proof.
Robin, I am a human being and I deserve to be treated like one.
And it's about time I stood up and did what was right.
Good-bye, Robin.
Rebecca.
Will you marry me?
Okay.
Whoa, whoa. Wait. Excuse me. Excuse me.
But it's not Rebecca's fault.
It's not her. It's Robin Colcord
Who planned this whole hostile takeover thing.
I mean, she called this meeting to warn you.
It's not her fault.
Do you have any evidence to back it up?
Yeah, you bet I do.
You want evidence? Look at this.
If this doesn't clear Rebecca's good name,
I don't know what will, huh?
I mean, look at it.
Hey, Wood, you see the paper?
Nah. I don't read the paper anymore. It's too depressing.
Many people feel that way, Woody.
Yeah, I mean, Lucy's always pulling the football away from Charlie Brown.
The Lockhorns are always fighting.
Henry still doesn't have a mouth.
Woody, Woody. Front page.
Look who got indicted for insider trading.
Wow. That guy looks exactly like Robin Colcord.
Whoa! He even has the same name.
Hey, let's kid him about it when he comes in.
Woody, this is obviously the same Robin Colcord
that we all know.
Then it'll be even funnier.
Well, it's always good to see justice done.
But I have to tell you, I hate to think of the poor man in prison.
Those wretched places are filled with the worst degenerates,
the most worthless dirty scum ever on this planet.
Frasier, why would you say that?
Well, I was a prison counselor.
You know, very often, I was their only friend.
So, what do you suppose will happen to Mr. Colcord?
Well, I suppose he'll get the full measure of the law.
This country is sick and tired of these of corporate raiders
that are plundering our economy.
The days of junk bonds and Wall Street deals are behind us.
Although I do hear there's some good penny stocks out there.
Say, you know, I think I'll give my broker a call.
Good morning, everyone.
Well, Mr. Colcord,
what a surprise.
I hate to bring up a sensitive subject,
but shouldn't you be receiving love letters
from a certain one-eared gentleman named Turk about now?
Excuse me? Oh, you're referring to my arrest.
Robin is out on bail. And it looks like he'll probably get off.
He has a clean record and this is his first offense,
and I think the judge will be very lenient with him.
Well, I must run. I've got a meeting with counsel
to discuss my defense strategy.
Can't let you be the bride of a convict.
If he goes to jail, he'll be the bride of a convict.
The social life of those people is shocking.
Bye-bye, sweetie. Everything's going to turn out fine.
That's the way we'll be kissing on visiting day for the next 20 years.
Thought you was so sure he was getting off.
Are you kidding? He'll fry.
The street lamps will dim.
Rebecca, they do not fry people for insider trading.
What if they do, Norm? What if they do?
I mean, I love that man, and I am just about ready to lose him.
Have you ever thought about what it would be like to be without Vera for 20 years?
Oh, my God.
You see? You'd miss Vera.
I thought you said beer.
Oh, hey, Rebecca.
There you are.
You heard they got him, huh, Sam?
Yeah. Yeah, I really feel terrible about that.
I want you to understand--
I don't know what happened.
I thought, I really feel ashamed to say this,
but I thought that you ratted on Robin.
But then I realized you would never do anything that indecent.
I know that no matter how much you hate Robin,
you would never jeopardize my happiness, like that.
Boy, you know me better than I know myself.
Well, I'm going to go freshen up.
Every time I cry like this, I get all red and swollen
and puffy and raw.
And that's just your ankles.
Poor kid. Just when it looks like things are going to work out for her,
like she's going to finally achieve her life's dream,
her heart gets broken, and her whole life is shattered yet again.
Yup. you can just about set your watch by it.
Mr. Malone. Glad I caught up with you.
The board of directors is anxious to reward you
for saving our corporation.
Saving the corporation?
Uh, well, uh, thanks.
Why don't you just send me a calendar or something?
Oh, no, no. Sam, you're being much too modest.
We know you've been trying to buy back this bar
for some time now, and we've decided that as a token of our gratitude,
the least we can do is sell it to you at a reduced price.
You're kidding. How much?
$1.00.
Take it or leave it.
This bar?
I give you a dollar, and this bar is mine?
That's right, Mr. Malone. No catch.
I can't believe this. This bar is mine. All I have to do is give you--
Oh, shoot, shoot, shoot!
Give me a dollar, huh?
I'm tapped out.
Anybody. Woody, give me a dollar.
Ah. you already owe me a dollar, Sam.
Come on.
Sam, I got a quarter.
Sammy, here's a dime.
Yeah, here's four bits.
Great. Great.
I, uh...
Okay. I got 85 cents here.
I'll take it.
All right!
Hey, guys...
I low-balled him.
There's the title deed, Mr. Malone.
Sam, what's going on?
I just bought the bar back.
Sammy's got the bar back!
Sammy's got the bar back
Shut up!
Some of us might be depressed.
Hey, Sam got the bar back, Miss Howe.
What?
Good-bye, Mr. Malone.
Yeah. Thanks very much.
Well, it's the least we can do for the man who gave us Colcord.
You turned Robin in!
You are a dead man, buddy!
You are a dead man!
Sammy is a dead man
My bar.
It's my bar.
My bar.
My glasses. My tables.
My, my.
Sammy.
- I am so proud of you. - Yeah!
Hey, hey. I know how we should celebrate.
Why don't you just take me right on top of the bar,
like you did in the old days.
I never did that.
Then who was that guy?
Oh! That was the manager of the bar
where I worked before this.
Hey, can anybody give me a ride to the Broken Spoke?
Hey, guys, guys.
Remember this? Huh?
- All right. - Yeah.
You've been gone too long, big guy.
Somehow, everything feels all right with this world tonight.
Yep. it's only been a few hours, Cliff ie,
but the air smells fresher,
the stool's a little more comfortable, and the beer tastes better.
Okay, guys. Closing time. Beat it.
I don't know if I like the new owner, though.
Come on, Norm, I'll give you a ride.
Well, warmest congratulations, Sam.
You know, it's always heartening to see a man realize his dream.
It's especially poignant when he realizes such a pathetic dream.
Thanks, man.
I only joke with you, Sam, because I love you.
I didn't know you were joking.
Well, I didn't know I loved you.
Uh, fellas.
Fellas, you want to give Frasier a ride home here?
I love you all, I...
It's all right for a man to cry, you know.
You're sitting in the back with the windows open, Frasier.
- Sammy. - Yeah?
Woody and I are so happy to be working for you again.
And we're not the only ones.
Hey, Dave!
I missed you, Sammy.
Yeah. I missed you, too, Dave.
Actually, that was me, Sam.
Sam, uh...
I'd like to apologize for my earlier outburst there.
I guess I just got a little overemotional.
Dave.
Is that Dave?
Dave's back. I love you, Dave.
Come on. You're riding on the hood.
Hey, Sam, is it really all right for a man to cry?
Absolutely not, man.
I didn't think so.
I'm leaving now.
Don't anybody look at me or talk to me.
No, no. I can't let you walk out like this.
Hey, wait, listen to me, will you. I only turned him in because I thought
that they were going to go after you.
You're right. I should listen to your side of the story.
All right, all right. It's about time.
Stop it.
Let go of me. I want to get out of here.
I just took my stuff from your office and now I'm leaving.
Miss Howe, you're leaving for good?
I mean, I guess I should have realized that you would,
but now that you actually are...
I'm going to miss you.
Don't those push pins belong to the bar?
Woody, Woody, it's all right, man.
Oh, now what, these index cards and these staples.
Woody, she's upset.
She's taking all our stuff, Sam. This is even our box.
Woody, shut up, will you?
Oh, this is my sweater!
Woody, shut up! Come on!
You just take your own damn stuff.
I don't want to be reminded of this stupid place anyway.
Oh, wait, Miss Howe. This isn't my sweater.
But if you don't want it.
Come here.
Listen, I can't let you walk out like this.
You got to forgive me. Please.
All right. I forgive you.
I wish you well. Good-bye.
I hope you're happy with your crummy bar
and your stupid friends and your trampy waitress.
Good-bye, Carla. It was nice working with you.
You, too.
I'd just like to say
that men have treated me like dirt all my life.
So?
I just like to say that.
Keeps me humble.
Thank you.
Where are you going to go, hmm?
Wherever Robin is.
I'm starting a new chapter in my life.
"The Mrs. Robin Colcord years."
Good-bye, Sam.
Agent Munson, FBI.
Do any of you have any knowledge of the whereabouts of a Mr. Robin Colcord?
Why? What's the matter?
We have reason to believe he's jumped bail
and left the country.
Well, why would you think that?
Well, it seems he's destroyed his personal files,
wired all his money to Switzerland,
and flown his private jet out of American airspace.
Okay, Rebecca, now it's your turn.
Repeat after me:
"Men have treated me like dirt all my life."
Oh, honey--
Don't 'Oh, honey" me. I don't need an "Oh, honey."
This doesn't prove anything.
I think Robin's been framed.
Hey, Miss Howe, a fax just came in for you from Mr. Colcord.
So, have any of you seen Colcord
in the last 24 hours?
Look, I'm not going to say a word.
You could tie me to a hard chair
and work me over under hot lights all day.
We wouldn't do that.
Well, you could.
Especially him.
Oh, my God.
What's it say?
It says, um...
"Dear Rebecca, good-bye forever. Robin."
What does that mean, Sam?
Well...
"Dear Rebecca--" that's you.
I know what it means, but I mean, what does it mean?
Does it mean that he left me and you were right all along?
He was just using me?
I'm sorry, honey.
I can't believe it.
Anything we can do?
No.
You just go ahead and leave, and I'll lock up.
I'm just gonna...
you know, cry it out.
So, how's Rebecca doing this morning?
I don't know. let's go ask her.
She looks better.
What the hey, Cliff ie.
She's a survivor, huh?
Shoot some stick?
Yeah.
Honey, you okay?
Yeah.
Uh... I'm... fine.
May I have another glass of water?
I'm starting to dehydrate again.
You're going to have to snap out of this, sweetheart.
Why? I don't have anything to live for.
Oh, come on. You got plenty to live for.
What do you think? You're the only person who's ever been dumped?
Look at Sam.
He was in this horrible relationship
with this woman for years,
and it ended up she ditched him at the altar.
What did he do?
He took all his money,
he bought a boat, he sank it.
Then he had to grovel around here for tips for three years.
But look at him now. he got his bar back.
And all he had to do was turn in your boyfriend.
Aw, forget it, man.
There's no cheering her up.
Come on, sweetheart.
You're a beautiful, bright woman.
You got a great career.
There's a letter, for you, Miss Howe.
Why don't you just go ahead and read it, Woody?
It's probably just another letter from Robin telling me to get lost.
No. it's from the corporation. You're fired.
I'm fired!
Oh, God!
God, they're blaming me or this whole thing with Robin.
Actually, it says here they never much cared for your work.
Don't--
What does this matter?
Listen, this is Sammy talking to you.
As long as I got a bar, You got a place to work.
No, I don't think I can go back to managing this bar.
Oh, I wouldn't want you to.
No, I was thinking more of you being a waitress.
A waitress?
Yeah. Carla could train you.
Boy, you're right. There's no cheering her up at all.
So, he asked me to marry him,
obviously meant nothing to him.
He hops on his jet and leaves me here to rot.
Can I have my drink?
You know, you men are all alike.
So, where was I?
You were engaged to one of the richest men in the world.
- Could I just have my check? - Are you a man?
Sure.
Woody, I'm going to need some more drinks.
What kind?
Doesn't make any difference.
Rebecca, can I speak to you for a minute, please?
What is it, Sam? Is it my break time?
I want to know why you're driving everybody out of here.
Why are you attacking all the men?
Because they are evil slime.
Oh, come on. Not all men are evil slime.
Oh, yeah, sure, you would defend them.
Carla, will you please take over for Rebecca?
What's the matter with that waitress?
She keeps throwing drinks in people's faces.
Well, she's heartbroken.
Her boyfriend left her, and she's feeling a little bitter.
Here you go.
And what's her problem?
She's just mean.
Look, I know you are going through a hard time here,
but there comes a point when you have to face reality.
I do not have to listen to you.
Oh, would you cut that out!
Why? What are you going to do, fire me?
No, wait, wait, I got a better idea.
Tell me you love me, ask me to marry you,
skip the country, and then fire me.
Hey, stop it! I am not Robin!
I am not doing those things to you.
You know something? I am sick of getting kicked in the teeth
because someone else dumped you.
Well, I am sick of getting dumped.
I'm sick of you getting dumped.
You know something?
You know what I'm really sick of?
Your own face.
No! I'm sick of you,
I am sick of you getting angry at me when all I'm trying to do is help you.
You can't help me.
I'm beyond help.
You can't help somebody who's done everything wrong
since the day she was born.
Oh, stop it, will you?
What have I done right?
Well...
You got excellent taste in clothes.
What, this old thing?
Well, yeah.
Everything else.
I've been wrong about men, I've been wrong about my career.
You know, if I'd just done everything the opposite of the way I did it,
I probably would've had a very happy life.
What's that supposed to mean?
It means that I really loved Robin.
And he ran off.
And the man I've been pushing away all these years
is right here caring for me...
Giving me a shoulder to cry on.
God.
Life is so weird.
Sam, kiss me.
I think this is wrong, honey.
I said wrong is what I do best.
I just don't want us to do anything here
that you're going to regret, that's all.
Fine, fine. Maybe you're right.
Oh, my go--
Is Rebecca in her office?
I thought you ditched her and skipped the country.
I did, but I've come back.
I finally realized what Rebecca means to me.
What use is my money or my freedom if I don't have the woman I love?
Rebecca!
I'm back!
Oh, my God!