What is this?
"St. Osric's Prekindergarten Academy and Daycare Center"?
Do I hear the pitter-patter of petite elite feet?
No, no, no.
It's just that the wait list
for St. Osric's is up to four years, Oh.
so I thought we should get our application in now to be safe.
Very wise, Niles.
You know, Lilith and I waited until Frederick was conceived
before we enrolled him in private school.
Mr. Procrastinator. Well, you know.
It's prekindergarten--
they run around, they sing, they nap.
How special can St. Osric's really be?
Well, I hear the top two percent in coloring and putting away
can pretty much write their own ticket.
Oh, Niles, guess who's coming to visit.
Leland Barton.
Really? From the Empire Club?
No, no. That's Barton Leland .
Leland Barton was Mom's research assistant.
They worked together closely for years.
I don't remember him. Oh, that's right.
We were just boys when he moved to France.
Apparently he gave up psychiatry
and immersed himself in the Paris art world.
Today,
he sits on the board of the Paris Museum of Modern Art.
Wow. Takes a brave man to just chuck it all, Mm.
cross the ocean in pursuit of a new life in a new country.
Or a brave woman.
Oh, yes, that's absolutely right.
That's exactly what you did.
Just like Dr. Barton,
you bade farewell to the comforts of hearth and home
and filled your sails with the winds of change and adventure.
Well, I never looked at it that way.
Now I'll have something to think about this afternoon
when I'm rubbing your dad's bum.
(sighs)
Hello, Roz Hi.
Hey, Roz. How was the dog park?
Well, I got a phone number.
Oh, nice.
Is that why you people have pets-- to get dates?
No, but it's a plus.
I've never met one person
who didn't get at least one date through their pet.
Well, meet me.
Four years in high school
and not a single encounter generated.
Stupid fish.
(doorbell rings)
Oh, that would be Leland.
Who's Leland? He was Hester's research assistant.
Used to follow her around like a puppy.
I think he was always a little bit jealous of me, to be honest.
Not that he was alone.
Dr. Barton
Hello, Frasier. I'm Frasier. Good to see you.
How are you? Let me take that for you.
Thank you very much.
Thank you, thank you. Hello.
My God, look at you!
I haven't seen you since you were about, what,
seven years old?
And you still look good in a suit.
Oh...
Martin, you have not changed a whit.
Oh, my hair's gray, and I got a bullet in my hip.
Well, I'm bigger and balder,
but I don't want to hear about it.
But you look exactly the same, too.
Thank you, sir.
And you must be...?
I'm assuming you don't go by Niles anymore.
No, this-this is my producer, Roz Doyle.
My brother's not here.
Oh...
(chuckles)
My sincerest apologies.
You are a handsome woman.
Oh.
And it's nice to meet you, too
I guess I should be going.
Oh, not on my account, I hope.
FRASIER: Please, Roz, stay if you like.
Can I get anybody a drink?
Well, not unless you happen to have any sherry.
(chuckles heartily)
I think I can scare up a glass. Roz?
Well, I'll have a beer, please.
Well, I can handle that.
Come, sit down.
Well, thank you.
So, I hear you worked with Frasier's mom.
Yes, I did
Did you know her?
No. Oh, pity.
She was a remarkable woman.
Brilliant, playful... and passionate.
I adored her.
FRASIER: Here we are.
Welcome back to Seattle.
Thank you.
There we are.
(chuckles)
(sighs)
This sherry is exquisite.
Oh, thank you.
It's an Andalusian Amontilla do I'm rather fond of.
A connoisseur. I am very surprised.
Most Americans think that sherry is just for cooking.
Oh, my brother and I have always had a taste for it.
Well, you didn't get that from me.
I've always hated the stuff.
You know, come to think of it, so did your mom.
Can I help you?
I'm sorry about that.
Eddie, down.
Wh-Why is he doing that?
I don't really know.
He used to do it to me, but, uh... I tell you what,
just don't get in a staring contest with him.
That's what he wants.
MARTIN: Come on, Eddie, get down.
I'm sorry. I don't know what got into him.
I'll get him a treat.
Frasier, this is remarkable.
You and I seem to have the same taste in art.
Rauschenberg, Otterson
African statuary and sculpture.
Although I...
I must confess, I'm not familiar with that one
Oh, that's because while most Azande statues
are intended to ward off evil spirits,
this one was designed to distract me
while my pockets were picked at the Kinshasa Airport.
(laughing)
You two have a lot in common.
Psychiatry and sherry and art...
And furniture.
That is a Coco Chanel sofa,
unless I'm mistaken.
It is an exact
replica of the one in her Paris atelier.
You know, not many people even notice it.
Well, not many people have passed out drunk
on the original.
Oh, I would love to hear that story.
Well, you are in luck,
because I love to tell it.
But first, let me thank you
for making me feel so welcome.
I must confess, I had some reservations
about returning to Seattle.
But you have dispelled them all.
To you.
Ah...
Mmm. Mmm. Please.
Mmm. Mmm.
What's the matter?
Nothing.
NILES: Okay, we just need
to fill in a name
and I can get the application over to St. Osric's.
How can we have a name?
I'm not even pregnant yet.
You know, it's not the name.
It's just a placeholder.
Anything will do.
Mm, all right, how about, uh... Simon?
As in your-brother-with-the- substance-abuse-problem Simon?
There are other Simons, you know.
Simon Templar, Simon Legree, Simon Chipmunk.
You're not exactly building a case for Simon.
Um, how about Jill?
No, don't like it.
That's the name of that weather tart on channel eight.
All right, let's just pick a name at random.
Oh, like, out of the phone book.
Oh, that's a good idea,
and leave it to fate.
Okay...
When I stop, you point.
"Bob." Great.
Bob...
Crane. Okay.
Going to need some whiteout.
LELAND: Oh, listen to me,
I've been talking your ears off for the past hour
about psychiatry.
MARTIN: Yeah, really.
Oh, Roz, do you mind if we join you?
Oh, yeah, not at all.
Hi, Roz.
Leland, it is such a pleasure
to talk shop with a fellow nutcracker.
And talking to you "Jung" people
makes me feel like an "id" again.
(laughing)
Do you have a pun, Frasier?
Uh, no. Let's just sit down, huh?
What's wrong?
Nothing.
Oh, you know, there is
a wonderful Brassai exhibit in town.
What do you say we stop over there after lunch?
I would love that.
I'm a big fan.
Oh, I wish I could join you.
I have patients all afternoon.
Don't suppose you'd be willing to go now would you?
Fine by me Certainly. Let's get coffee at the museum
Dad, Roz, any chance you'd like to take in some
Parisian photos by an old Romanian master?
Mmmm... no
Thanks anyway.
Okay..
Oh, excuse me.
Your father forgot his umbrella.
Oh, thank you. Thank you very much.
Here you go... "Dad."
(all chuckling)
Well, I don't blame him for that.
Leland's more like him than I am.
Really? You really think so?
Oh, come on, how can you not see it?
They're like three fancy peas in a pod.
Well, I did notice that they have
the same taste in art and music,
and they even have some of the same mannerisms.
Yeah.
And Leland and Niles are both allergic
to rosehips and Jerusalem artichokes.
Weird, huh?
When Leland was talking to me last night
about how close he and Hester were,
I started thinking what you're thinking.
And what am I thinking?
Nothing.
What are you saying? You think he's their father?
No, I wasn't saying that
Well, lots of people like art and sherry and-and...
French stuff.
It doesn't mean they're related.
By your logic, everyone on the cooking channel is their father.
Okay. Okay
Ugh! what the hell is this?
I don't know.
It was there when I sat down.
Ew!
Leland, your autobiography is wonderful.
Thank you.
Let us hope that the publishing houses feel similarly.
Ah. Have you shown it to Frasier?
No, I haven't. How's he feeling, by the way?
Let's go see. Right.
(cell phone rings)
Yeah, bring the manuscript; he'd love to see it.
Hello.
Oh, hello, darling.
Go ahead, I'll be right there.
Okay, so Delilah's out.
No, no, that's fine, that's fine.
What are your ideas?
Taylor, uh-huh.
Fletcher.
Cooper.
Tanner.
Where are you getting these,
The Big Book of Medieval Professions?
Frasier, how you doing?
Oh, I'm afraid my stomach is still churning.
I-I'm not going to be able to make dinner.
Oh, I understand.
Well, I'll leave you to rest
Perhaps though, later, if you're feeling better
I can get your opinion
on a short section of my autobiography.
Well, when I can't give an opinion, you may as well
call the coroner, tag my toe, I'm dead.
(laughing)
No, that's a kind of car
Hey, Niles. Hey.
What's going on?
Oh, we were going to go out to dinner with Leland,
but Frasier's not feeling well.
Oh, well, maybe I'll go check on him.
Now it just sounds like you're reading from the spice rack.
"I realized the Sherpa had become my guide
in more ways than one."
Oh, that was wonderful.
Read me another.
Oh, no, you go to sleep now.
Oh, Dad.
Hey, Fras. Just, uh,
was wondering how you were feeling.
Oh, well, not so good actually.
I'm afraid I'm going to have to skip dinner.
Why don't you go in my place?
Sure, if you want me to. All right.
You know, the two of you should get going
or you'll miss the reservation
Right. Well, get well, son.
We'll be wishing you a speedy recovery. Mm?
Oh, thank you.
Oh, Fras, you want me
to bring you something back from the restaurant?
Maybe some Jell-O to soothe your tummy?
Thanks, Dad, it's all taken care of.
Leland is going to bring me some consomm￩ and sorbet.
Oh.
Okay.
Well, Niles, it looks like
your dad is going to take Frasier's place at dinner.
Oh, excellent.
Oh!
What's the matter?
My leg's asleep.
Ooh, move your foot around.
No, no, it's the whole leg. I'll just wait it out.
But the movement will get the blood flowing.
Go ahead, give it a try. No, can't put weight on it.
Sure you can. Give it a try.
Come on, one step at a time, come on
There you go. That a boy
That a boy. Keep going
There you are, good.
Hey, Roz. Hey, Martin.
If you're looking for Frasier, he just left.
Well, thanks, but actually, I was looking for you.
I could use a little advice.
From me? Really?
Well, if it stinks, I can always ignore it.
Okay, that's a plan. Come on in.
I'm just finishing up.
What do you need?
Uh, it's the Leland thing.
I mean, even though I know it's not possible
that he's Frasier and Niles' father,
I guess what's bugging me is, technically, it is possible.
Well, sure, it's possible, technically.
Martin, do you really think
your wife would have ever cheated on you?
She did.
She said it happened once.
Oh, my God.
With Leland?
No. With someone else.
I think that you're driving yourself crazy for nothing here.
Of course Frasier and Niles are your sons.
You're exactly like them.
"Like"? How?
A strong sense of ethics.
Yeah. We are ethical.
What else?
The way they spin out of control.
Hmm. That's true.
They got that from me.
Their stubbornness. I'm not stubborn.
Their defensiveness.
What's that supposed to mean?
The way they completely dismiss anyone
who doesn't share their opinion.
Oh, now you're just being dumb.
Hey, what is the worst-case scenario?
If you found out you weren't their father,
would you love them any less?
No, no.
Well, yeah, a little, maybe, at first, but no.
I'd feel the same about them as I hope they would about me.
Which they would, and you know that.
Yeah.
I mean, you'd still love Alice if you'd found out
you'd gotten the wrong baby at the hospital.
Sure.
(both chuckle)
And as a cop, I've seen that happen
more often than you'd think.
Especially at Seattle General.
I had Alice at Seattle General.
Oh. Sorry.
But the point was that you'd love her just the same
so who cares who her real mother is.
I'm her real mother!
Okay, geez.
How about Desmond?
Desmond Crane.
Desmond Crane, you are hereby sentenced to...
No, I don't like it.
What about Jack?
Afraid not.
The first name ends with the same sound
that begins the last name.
So you either end up running them together
Jack Crane, or you face the dreaded glottal stop.
Jack Crane. Jack Crane.
It's unpleasant for the throat.
This conversation's unpleasant for the throat.
Well, I know, I know.
Okay. Oh... why don't we use the name of that nice nurse
from when I was in the hospital?
Fong or Deshondra?
Fong.
Wait. Let's not drive ourselves crazy about this.
It's a temporary name for a hypothetical child.
Yes, but once you give something a name, it makes it more real,
and then that name will always have a sort of priority.
I don't care how often you say
"elevator" or "apartment" or "crossing guard,"
to me they'll always be "lifts" and "flats"
and "lollipop men."
Well, then, tell you what, you pick a name
and I'll accept it unconditionally.
Milton.
Milton. Great poet and a great name.
Great.
Can we go to bed now?
Yes.
Hey, didn't you have
a soccer hooligan boyfriend named Milton?
Yeah, that's where I got it. No...
♪ ♪♪ I know the kings of England ♪
♪♪ And I quote the fights historical ♪♪
♪♪ From Marathon to Waterloo in order categorical ♪♪
♪♪ I'm very well acquainted, too, with matters mathematical ♪♪
♪ ♪♪ I understand equations, bot h the simple and quadratical ♪
♪♪ ♪♪ About binomial theorem I'm teeming with a lot of news
♪♪ With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse ♪♪
♪ ♪♪ With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse ♪
♪
♪♪ With many awful acts about the scary hippopotamus! ♪♪
What a wonderfully musical family you are.
We sure are.
Me and my boys.
My boys and me, yeah. We're wonderful
and we're musical.
Martin, I can't tell you
what a wonderful job you've done with them.
Oh, it's wasn't a job.
It was a biological pleasure.
And don't forget, I had Hester.
(phone rings) Oh, excuse me.
You were lucky.
She was a splendid woman
and a remarkable research partner.
And an even better life partner.
Well, I wouldn't know about that.
Damn straight you wouldn't
Leland, your cab is waiting.
Oh, so soon?
Well, I can't thank you enough for all your courtesies.
Bless you. If you are ever in Paris,
you must allow me to repay your many kindnesses.
Oh, thank you so much.
I'm so proud of the way you boys have turned out.
Leland, let me walk you out.
Thank you.
NILES: Bon voyage.
Leland, there's a question I need to ask you.
Oh, yes, of course. Anything.
I'm a little uncomfortable even bringing it up,
but I don't think I could let you leave the country
without knowing the answer.
I know that you and my wife spent a lot of time together,
that you were close.
I loved her very much.
And I guess my question is, how much?
Enough to...
trust her with the fact that I'm gay.
Oh!
40 years ago, people weren't as accepting
as they are nowadays,
and without someone like her to confide in...
She quite probably saved my life.
Leland, she loved you, too.
She really was something, wasn't she?
Oh, she really was.
Bye, Martin.
Take care, Leland.
Thank you.
My boys.
♪♪ On a tree by a river a little tom-tit ♪♪
♪♪ Sang "Willow, titwillow , titwillow" ♪♪
♪♪ And I said to him, "Dicky-bird, why do you sit ♪♪
♪♪ ♪♪ Singing '’’Willow, titwillow, titwillow'’’?"
♪ ♪♪ "Is it a weakness of the intellect, birdie,?" I cried ♪
♪♪ "Or a very tough worm on your little inside?" ♪♪
Oh, my God, are you still stuck
picking a name for that application?
Yeah, we can't come up with one.
Oh, God, give it to me.
And then I'll fill it in and you'll never have to see it,
you won't feel stuck with it
That's a great idea.
Howard Clifton is officially accepted.
Who do we have next?
Last name "Crane," first name...
"Ichabod."
Well, if they're not going to take the application seriously,
how can we expect them to take St. Osric's seriously?
♪♪ Hey, baby, I hear the blues a-calling ♪ ♪
♪♪ Tossed salads and scrambled eggs ♪♪
Oh, my!
♪♪ And maybe I seem a bit confused ♪♪
♪♪ Well, maybe, but I got you pegged ♪♪
(laughs)
♪♪ But I don'’’t know what to do ♪♪
♪♪ With those tossed salad s and scrambled eggs ♪♪
♪♪ They'’’re calling again . ♪♪
Thank you!