Cheers is filmed before a live studio audience.
Hey, Woody, come here a second. Something's really bugging me.
Whatever it is,
I don't know what you're talking about.
'Cause I've never lied about anything.
This is Woody, remember?
Company man, team player, true blue.
You know, maybe if you turn that microscope on yourself,
you might find some things that aren't so pretty.
I can't work in this atmosphere,.
All this suspicion and this constant interrogation.
What do you people want from me?
I didn't do anything, all right? I'm telling you, I'm innocent.
Okay. Okay.
You remember three months ago that day I called in sick?
Woody--
Sam, shut up. It's my turn to talk.
I was sick,
but a couple hours later I started feeling better.
I could have come in for half a day, but
instead I stayed home and did laundry and watched Oprah
'cause she had circus freaks on.
I'm so ashamed.
Oh, good. That feels better.
I've been carrying that around for three months.
I was just going to say,
your tag's sticking up on your sweater here.
Oh.
Well, then forget I said anything.
I was just kidding, you see.
I was just kidding you.
I think I covered pretty well.
Good afternoon, Miss Tortelli.
Well, if it isn't John Cougar Melonhead.
Thank you for last night, Miss Tortelli.
I wasn't with you last night.
I know, and don't think I don't appreciate it.
Oh, Sam.
Yes, John. What can I do for you?
Sam, I have a small request.
For the next three hours,
I need you and the rest of the Cheers chimps
to hold down the noise.
Right now I'm entertaining 200 elderly women
from the Daughters of the American Revolution.
You're giving them a firsthand account, John?
Very amusing.
Sam, this vent connects directly to my dining room,
and often we can hear everything you say down here.
So tell your mailman
to go to that side of the bar
if he wants to describe his fungal infections.
You know, I have to second that.
Oh, sure, John.
Heck, you should have come down and told us sooner.
We'll be happy to oblige.
Well, thank you, Sam.
That's uncharacteristically civil of you.
Oh. if you all behave yourselves
for the next three hours,
maybe I'll take you out for ice cream.
Would you like that?
Why don't you just get lost, you sweathog.
Sewer rat.
Bag of bones.
Maggot.
Am I the only one
who finds him really attractive?
Can you believe that guy?
He's so damn condescending.
Sammy, not so loud.
He'll get angry, and we won't get the ice cream.
I think I'm onto something.
Yeah, yeah. Here you go.
Eek! Eek! Oh, there's a rat!
Oh, my God! There's another big rat!
I think that was very successful.
Except you got a bunch of dust in my beer here, Sam.
I'm sorry. I'll get you another one.
Sam.
Before I spend the remainder of the afternoon
trying to sort out whose walker is whose,
I want to say one thing.
I live for the day
when I can close this bar down
and put you out on the street.
He doesn't scare me.
You ought to see him with just a night light on.
Hey, everybody.
I got everything we need for our marathon poker fest.
Yeah? Did you bring the chips?
Yeah. I got red ones, blue ones, white ones.
No, no. The chips--
Ranch, mesquite, sour cream.
Don't you have any idea how to play this game?
So, you guys are having a big poker game?
Yeah.
I always wanted to learn how to play that game.
You've never played poker, Woody?
No. Played all kinds of card games in Hanover,
but never poker.
I was pretty good, too.
I won all the time.
Yeah. Chicken in a box,
one-eyed rooster, possum on a pole.
What kind of games are that?
No, no. That's what the winner got.
You know, guys,
I think it's time Woody learned how to play a little poker.
Really? Thanks a lot.
How can I ever thank you guys?
We'll think of a way, Woody.
Say, you guys got room for one more?
Oh, yeah, okay. It's all right with us.
Got to warn you, we're gonna be playing into the wee smalls.
You might want to check with the old ball-and-crane.
I don't have to ask Lilith if I can play.
I'm an independent person. I can make my own decisions.
It's all right with me, Frasier.
I wasn't asking.
Regardless, I still approve.
Well, approve all you want to. I don't care.
I'm going to play poker, stay out late.
Stay out all night if you like.
- You have my permission. - Stop it.
Very well, Frasier.
Please stay home with your wife and child.
We need you.
Forget it, woman. Gotta be me.
Let's party, boys!
Sammy, are you in?
No. I got to make sure things run out here.
I can't concentrate on the game and the bar at the same time.
What about me? What am I here for?
Right. And I have to worry about Rebecca, too.
You know, Sam, that really ticks me off.
If you don't appreciate what I do,
why don't I just quit?
Oh, come on, sweetheart,
I appreciate everything you do around here.
-Really? -Yeah.
What do I do?
Well...
Come on. Don't back me in a corner like this.
So it's not worth it to have me around.
I'm useless. Is that it?
Come on, honey, you are real valuable around here
doing... all the things that you do.
All right?
All right. Fine. If it'll make you feel better,
I'll go play a little poker, all right? You take care of things out here.
Okay, don't think that I can't.
I mean, I am competent. I am damn competent.
I mean, I'm not just some lackey
who carries receipts around in this cigar box all day long.
I mean, I know what I'm doing. I have a business degree.
And I have a lot of experience.
And I am very, very, very good
at doing...
...all the things that I do.
Like what?
Hey, come on, don't back me in the corner here.
You know, there is nothing like a good cigar.
And this is nothing like a good cigar.
This blanket ought to keep the smoke away from the customers.
Good idea, Sammy. More for us.
Guys, I got to be honest with you, I was just trying to hustle you out there.
I do know how to play poker.
And to tell you the truth, I was the best poker player in Hanover.
Actually, I was the best poker player
in the entire metro-Hanover area.
Well, you're in the city now, Woody.
Well, I guess you do play different
than a bunch of farm boys.
I guess we do.
Why don't you sit down, Woodrow?
Well, thanks.
Take it easy on me.
Oh, yeah. Okay.
So, what sort of game would you like to play?
How about...
...Five Blind Piglets and One Full Teat?
What kind of game is that?
That's where five city boys lose all their money.
Oh, Lilith, being in charge again is so invigorating.
I feel great.
This will really show Sam.
Bravo.
Some men still need to learn
that women can take on roles
traditionally held by men
and perform them as well or better.
We live in an era of female brain surgeons,
astronauts, supreme court justices.
And bar managers.
Yes.
Do you see the nifty way
I always keep this down.
It creates much more surface area for new drinks.
Coming through.
Of course I still have to iron out a few of the kinks.
Oh, hey, Rebecca.
This letter came back.
Oh, dear.
I must have put the wrong postage on it.
- Uh-oh. - What?
It's a renewal for our liquor license.
And... I was supposed to have sent it in
two weeks ago.
What are you saying?
We have no liquor license?
Yeah.
Do you realize we're serving alcohol in here?
I mean, they can shut us down forever.
I know. I'm okay. I'm okay.
I'm in charge. This is a crisis, that's right, but I can handle this.
I will simply call the state liquor board
and I will tell them I screwed up.
And I'm sure they'll understand.
What are we supposed to do in the meantime?
No one will know if we don't say anything.
So you just keep your mouth shut.
You're to tell no one. Do you understand? No one.
Gotcha.
- Where are you going? - To tell Sam.
No. if you tell Sam,
he won't even let me carry the cigar box around.
That's why I'm going to tell him.
All right, you evil thing.
What do you want?
Let's see. What do you think would be fair?
Say, Carla, we're supposed to be Rebecca's friends.
I could just as easily say,
"Rebecca, I'm gonna tell Sam unless you sleep with me."
Exactly.
So will you?
Paul, she forgot to renew a liquor license.
She didn't burn down an orphanage.
How's it going?
- Fine. Fine. I'm in charge. - Good.
You don't even need to come out here,
not even for a second.
I just want to get the fellas some more beer.
If you need beer, I'll bring you the beer.
Sam, this is your day to relax.
- Hey, Sammy. - Paul!
Do you want to go out with me tonight?
Just the two of us?
I suppose so.
Paul, you have something you want to say?
Forget it. I just got lucky.
Rebecca.
You're going out to dinner with Paul?
Yes, I am.
You might want to think about computer dating...
Ads in the personals or something.
I'll bring you the beer.
Okay, Becs. They said you just have to
go down to the liquor license board
in the morning and they'll rubber stamp the renewal.
- Oh, good. - In the meantime
we just can't serve any alcohol.
We can't serve any alcohol. Fine. I can deal with that.
Miss, I'd like a Scotch and soda, please.
We're all out of Scotch.
How about a bourbon?
We're out of bourbon.
What's that behind you?
I don't see anything.
Right there behind you. all those bottles--
I said I don't see anything!
Carla. Carla, it's all right.
Sir, here is your Scotch and soda.
Rebecca.
It's all right. I have a plan. Just watch this.
Here you go. No, no, no, no.
I don't need any money.
I want you to take this and just think of it
as a gift from me,
Rebecca Howe, private citizen,
and in no way affiliated with this bar.
Thanks.
You see that?
That's all we have to do. That's the answer.
All we have to do is give everybody free alcohol
and not take any money for it,
and this bar can stay in business forever.
Ow!
Let me get that for you.
Ow!
Are you all right?
Yes. Just put it down.
Ow!
Rebecca, you're taking money for a drink?
I thought the plan was to give them away for free.
No. See, I realized we couldn't really afford to do that
about $1,200 ago.
So now what we're doing is tricking them.
You see, Carla and I have taken all the bottles
and put colored water in them, and we're serving
- non-alcoholic beer and soft drinks. - Oh.
Can I have a strawberry daiquiri, miss?
Oh, yes. Coming right up.
Kool-Aid on crushed ice.
Hey, Rebecca.
Hi, Sam.
I came for some more beers for the guys.
They're going through it like it's water.
Well, it's not.
You sure everything is going all right?
Yes. You'll get your beer.
- Just get back in there. Go on. - All right.
This is very interesting, Rebecca.
Allow me to help in your little charade.
I'd like a Scotch, please.
I've done some acting in my time.
Thank you.
Smooth.
That was very good, Lilith.
You really have a mischievous side to you.
I was the bad seed in high school.
Whoo. Scary play.
Oh, that's right. It was a play.
Excuse me, miss.
My rum and coke here tastes an awful lot like coke and coffee.
Oh. Let me smell that.
Oh. That rum smells pretty strong to me.
Hey, you know,
when you can't smell or taste the alcohol,
that's a sign
that you might be having a little a drinking problem.
Excuse me?
I think you ought to get some help.
In the meantime, how about another rum and coke?
We just put up a fresh pot.
Forget it.
Look. Everybody is leaving.
So?
So if Sam finds out, then he'll know something's wrong.
Come on, get those guys. get them back here.
Excuse me, sir.
Can I talk to you a minute?
Wow. What did you say to them?
I just told them that in a few minutes,
you're going to take off your clothes
and dance on the tables
in just your bra and panties.
Good thinking.
You sure everything's okay back here?
Yeah. Everything's just fine.
Come on, baby! Show us your stuff!
What's that? What are they saying?
It's nothing. I just have some stuff,
and they want to see it.
Go on back in there. Come on.
I'm just about ready to get that beer for you.
Go on. There's more beer on its way.
Carla, take some non-alcoholic beer back there to those guys.
Thought you were gonna do that.
I have a show to do.
Here you go, guys. Your fifth round.
Hope you can handle it.
What does that mean, Carla?
Nothing.
Wait. What did you put in the beer?
Nothing.
You know, fellas,
normally, I'm a great believer
in responsible drinking,
but boy, this stuff really goes down easy.
And besides, Ma knows I'm out with the boys tonight.
If I don't come home with a little glow on,
she'll tease me till I cry.
All right, I call.
I got you this time, fellas. Read 'em and weep.
Aces over tens.
That's it for me.
Oh, I'm sorry, Sam.
I got a couple of pairs,
eights and threes.
Woody, aces and tens beat eights and threes.
Oh. I'm sorry.
Here's one more three. full house.
I know I'm the only one laughing,
but believe me, it's really funny.
Woody, you're obnoxious, gloating behavior
is not making you any friends.
Well, boo-hoo, Dr. Crane.
I can buy new friends.
All right. Deal the cards.
Come on, let's deal the cards.
Wait a minute. I was looking for the queen of spades here.
And there is no queen of spades in this deck.
I'm going to count these cards.
Go ahead. Hey, guys.
Is it me or is this beer great?
Boy, maybe I should hold off here.
I for one am getting a little buzz on,
I'm here to tell you.
Hey, guys, listen.
I love you guys.
I told you hours ago-- Don't touch me.
As I suspected, there are only 51 cards in this deck.
All right, let's look for the other one.
You bet we're gonna look for it, and we're gonna find it, too,
or my name is not Clifford C. Clavin.
Come on, take it easy. You've had a little too much, haven't you?
Well, you relax, buddy boy.
If one of us is cheating,
one of us is not getting out of here alive.
Here it is. It's under Sammy's chair.
Oh, Sammy.
If you needed the money, why didn't you just ask?
No one's excusing anyone of cheating.
We just have to replay the last hand.
Go ahead and deal them out there, fella.
You want to hurry it up there, Phil?
I've gotta get up early and pack for my weekend in Nantucket.
Oh, a little pleasure trip?
No. Lilith's coming.
Five-card showdown, fellas.
All right.
Check.
Ah.
Oh, man. I'm out.
I'm out.
For crying out loud.
I'll call.
Three Aces.
Read 'em and weep there, buddy boy.
Cliff.
You got five unmatched cards there.
That's right.
You guys you probably thought I was bluffing.
Come to Papa.
Oh, boy.
I am so glad this night is almost over.
I am just wiped out.
You know, Rebecca, you've been through a lot tonight.
I was thinking maybe I took advantage of you
when I asked you out.
Ever since my wife left me,
I've been sort of desperate for female companionship.
I always say the wrong thing.
So what it boils down to is this--
If you'd rather not go out with me, I'd understand.
That's sweet, Paul.
I'd be delighted to go out with you tonight.
Bring your toothbrush.
Ohh.
Everything okay?
Would you quit coming in here every five seconds
and asking me if everything's okay.
What is it gonna take
before you believe that everything is just fine?
State Liquor Board. Nobody move. This is a raid.
What the hell's going on here?
I'll handle this. I'm the manager.
We understand you're serving liquor here
without a license.
- Who owns this bar? - He does.
What the hell's going on here?
Mercy me, what is going on here?
A raid?
Say it isn't so.
Will someone please tell me
What the hell is going on around here?
I'll tell you, Sam.
A little vent told me
your manager let your liquor license expire.
Yes, but we did not serve one drop of liquor here all night long.
You guys can check any glass here.
It's clean.
You see.
I saved the day.
You saved the day?
You wouldn't have had to save the day
if you hadn't screwed it up in the first place.
Come on, what were you thinking?
How could you do that? How could you forget something like that?
You know, that could have cost me my bar.
I mean, what do you got, rocks in your head?
You know, I mean, I did mail the thing in,
it's just that it came back. I think there was just
something wrong with the stamp.
There's nothing wrong with the stamp, you moron.
It's for 25 cents.
I put it on myself.
Postage is 29 cents.
Oh.
Well... I'm out of here.
Why don't you go ahead and close up.
After all, you are the manager.
No, hold it a second.
You're the one that screwed up.
I'm the one that saved this bar.
Who's the moron now?
You're the one who put this stamp on this letter
while I've been scrambling around this bar tonight
trying to save it
without breaking one law.
That's right. I did that.
Me, Rebecca, the moron.
Well, things are going to change around here.
From now on,
I want a little respect around this place.
You got that?
All right.
Because from this day forward,
I will hold my head up high,
Because I am Rebecca Howe.
I am the manager of Cheers.
That's why we always keep the flap up.