We Two Kings Written by Patricia Breen
Directed by Jerry Zaks
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Production Code: 10.10
Episode Number In Production Order: 227
Original Airdate on NBC: 10th December 2002
Episode filmed on: 13th November 2002
Transcript written on 27th January 2002
Opening: Christmas lights strung on the Space Needle
Transcript {Erin Evans}
[Act 1]
[Scene 1 - Café Nervosa
Fade in. Frasier enters and sees Roz seated at a table next to the counter.
There is a waiter at the table with reindeer antlers on his head.]
Frasier: Oh, hey Roz. Can I join you?
Roz: Sure.
Frasier: [to waiter] Ah... May I have a latté to go, please? And I... I hope
that they're paying you extra to wear that.
[He takes the seat across from Roz.]
Waiter: No, but I was hoping that it would help me with my tips.
Frasier: Ah. Well, as you know my tipping policy stands firmly on the twin
pillars of courtesy and efficiency. But today I shall include -
[tips him] – whimsy. Merry Christmas.
Waiter: God Bless You, sir.
Frasier: Well... [The Waiter leaves.]
Roz: I'm really surprised Frasier, I didn't think you'd go for something
kitschy like that.
Frasier: It's Christmas time I say let a thousand antlers bloom.
Roz: Oh, well what a relief.
[She takes off her coat to reveal an elf costume.]
Frasier: Oh... oh, Roz.
Roz: I'm working Santa's Toy Drive at the mall. I'm an elf.
Frasier: Roz, if you needed extra cash you should have come to me. I've got
plenty of odd chores around the house.
Roz: [looks disgusted] It's not about money. I'm volunteering.
Frasier: Oh! Well, good for you, yes.
Roz: Yeah, visiting Santa Claus at the department store was one of my
favorite memories as a kid.
Frasier: Mmmm... I always found him terrifying - and inquisitorial.
Roz: When I was seven - my mom and dad took me to the mall to see Santa...
Frasier: Uh-huh.
Roz: [continuing] They were going through their divorce at the time so they
were barely talking. Anyway, when I sat down on his lap – I started
to cry and he was just so nice, he made me feel safe and protected...
I don't know, he just made me feel special. So if I can do that for
just one little kid - you know? I'd like to do that. [She nods]
Frasier: I'm sorry I laughed at you, Roz. You should be very proud of yourself.
Roz: Thank you, and I better go before I'm late.
[She gets up from her chair]
Frasier: Oh, right. You know what, I'm going too, I'll walk with you.
[He gets up from his chair as Roz picks up her coat from the back of her chair.
As she passes Frasier, who is now at the counter, the bells on her costume jingle.
He turns to see her at the door putting an elf hat on her head.]
Frasier: Actually Roz, [She looks up] why don't you go ahead? I'm going to
get myself a scone.
[Roz leaves and Frasier turns back towards the counter as we fade out.]
[Commercial Break]
[Scene 2: Frasier's apartment. Frasier answers the door to Niles and Daphne.
Martin is in his chair.]
Daphne: Hello!
Niles: Hello, Hello.
Frasier: Oh, hi guys. Good to see you.
[As they enter Frasier kisses Daphne on the cheek. Daphne goes into the living room,
while Niles starts talking to Frasier.]
Frasier: Come on in.
Niles: Hey! Ah, we were hoping to uh, use your wassail bowl.
[Frasier closes the door.]
Frasier: Oh, I'm sorry. I've already loaned it to Lawrence Emerson and his
mandrel-caroling group.
Niles: Well you can kiss that bowl good-bye. Frasier, the Yule Tones are
the bad boys of Renaissance Christmas music. Have you ever seen a
church common room after one of their performances?
Frasier: Oh...
Martin: Why don't you just use the punch bowl?
Frasier: Because then it wouldn't be wassail, it would be punch.
Martin: What's the difference?
[Niles makes noise in the background.]
Daphne: Me dad used to say that punch would make you want to kiss the donkey
in the manger scene and wassail makes you want to check into the inn.
Frasier: That's very funny. [walks over toward her] Uh, listen Daphne, uh,
I was just wondering, is your mum partial to a traditional Cornwell
dressing? You see, I'm thinking it'd go splendidly with the 12-lb.
Hungarian goose that I'm serving.
[Martin gets up from his chair.]
Daphne: [laughs and walks over to Niles] Mum is spending Christmas on a cruise,
an early Christmas present from Niles.
Niles: Yes, I didn't think she'd go for it, but apparently in international
waters you can play single deck Black Jack.
Frasier: Oh...
Niles: Um, actually Frasier, Daphne and I... would like to have you over at
OUR house for Christmas this year.
Daphne: Yeah, we just put up our tree and everything looks so lovely and it
is our first Christmas as a married couple.
Frasier: Well, uh, as lovely as that sounds--
Niles: [interrupting] Oh, come on, why not?!
Frasier: Uh, well, Niles because it's a little late to be changing things,
isn't it? Besides, we've always had Christmas here, it's a tradition.
[Martin is standing by the desk wearing glasses and holding an open dictionary.]
Martin: “Wassail - a Christmas punch.”
[Martin closes the dictionary and places it back on the desk.]
Niles: Frasier, you've had Christmas for the past nine years.
Frasier: Yes, but we agreed that when you hosted Thanksgiving, that we would
have Christmas here in its traditional setting.
[Daphne starts to say something, but doesn't.]
Niles: Well maybe it's time to start a new tradition.
Frasier: But I've had new stockings loomed for everyone - now there, you see,
you've made me spoil the surprise - and did anyone hear that I have
ordered a Hungarian goose?!
[Martin sits back in his chair.]
Niles: Which you are more than welcome to bring to our place.
Frasier: [shouting] It's not my date, it's dinner!
[Niles looks irritated.]
Frasier: [continued] Honestly Niles, I'm really quite affronted by this.
[Walks over to the dinner table and sits down in a chair.]
Daphne: [turns to Niles and whispers] If it means that much to him, why don't
we just let him keep it?
Niles: [holding her wrist as she sits down on the couch and then lets go]
No, No! [walks over to Martin's chair] There is no reason why just
this once we can't host Christmas at the Montana. Frasier's just
being a churl.
Frasier: You're the churl!
Martin: [aggravated] You're both a couple of churls. How ‘bout a compromise?
Say... morning at one house, afternoon at the other.
Daphne: Well, that's a wonderful idea... but who gets morning and who gets
afternoon?
[Frasier jumps out of the chair that he is sitting in.]
Frasier
& Niles: [both raise a hand] Morning!
Daphne: [gets up from couch] I think Niles said it first.
[Niles turns to Frasier and goes “Ha!” Frasier just gasps.]
Frasier: Dad, who do you think said it first?
Martin: I'm sick of everything being a contest between the two of you.
Frasier: Alright then dad, you decide where we're having Christmas.
Niles: I'm fine with that.
[Daphne sits back down.]
Martin: Alright... I will. I need a few days to think about it...
[Niles quickly turns his head, like “great.”]
Martin: [continues] In the meantime, decision-making is thirsty work, sure
could use a beer.
Niles: [runs towards the kitchen] Oh! I'll get it!
Frasier: [runs after him] NO!!
Niles: I got it!
Frasier: Oh, will you shut up!
[They both exit into the kitchen.]
Martin: [turns to Daphne] A little trick their mom taught me.
[We fade out]
[Commercial Break]
[Scene 3 - The mall.
We see Santa and a line of kids in front of him Roz is sitting down in front of him
in her elf costume.]
Santa: Don't worry Margie, you don't need a chimney. Santa always finds a
way in. You have a Merry Christmas now.
Margie: Thank you Santa.
Santa: Ho, Ho, Ho.
[Roz helps the little girl get down. Frasier enters from the side with a bag.]
Frasier: Roz! Hello.
[Roz walks over to him.]
Roz: Oh! Hi, Frasier, listen, when I'm at the North Pole my name is Snowflake.
Frasier: It's a little on the nose, isn't it?
[They both laugh.]
Frasier: Anyway, I was at the mall and thought that I'd drop off a donation
for the Toy Drive.
[He hands Roz a present from his bag.]
Roz: Thank you very much.
[She places the present with the others she turns back to Frasier and notices another
gift in his bag.]
Roz: Is this for us too?
Frasier: No, no, actually this is another “Dancing Santa” for dad. His other
one got damaged.
Roz: I thought you threw that thing over the balcony?
Frasier: Yes, which damaged it.
[A girl dressed in an elf costume walks over to them.]
Santa: Ho, Ho, Ho. Well Polly, what would you like Santa to bring you?
Girl Elf: He wouldn't have to bring me anything, just show up.
Roz: Back off Twinkle, I saw him first.
[Twinkle walks away.]
Frasier: What's this? Do I sense a little office romance... here at Santa's
Workshop?
Roz: Oh, I wouldn't mind. His name is Rick and he's so... sweet.
Frasier: And let me guess, he's also a hunk?
Roz: Well I wouldn't know, I haven't seen him without his Santa getup yet.
But based on those eyes, [looks at Rick, then turns back to Frasier]
there's definite potential.
[Twinkle returns with gifts and places them with the others.]
Santa: Oh, Ho, Ho. Santa needs his favorite helper elf.
Roz: Oh, see that, I'm his favorite. [laughs]
Twinkle: Down Snowflake, I've got this one.
Roz: Okay Twinkle, you go ahead. [then, gasps] Oh, no, is that a zit?
[As Roz rolls her eyes then leaves, Frasier drops his mouth open, while Twinkle puts
her hand to her face and glances up at Frasier.]
[We fade out]
[Scene 4 - Café Nervosa.
Frasier is sitting at the table next to the entrance. Roz enters with her costume
in a garment bag.]
Frasier: Oh, Snowflake. Over here.
[Roz joins him.]
Roz: Hi. I just got back from the costume shop, I had to get my toes
re-curled. [Places her bag across her chair]
Frasier: Ah, which reminds me. How are things with Mr. Claus, mm?
Roz: Oh, I haven't had a chance to ask him out yet.
Frasier: What's the matter? Low... elf-esteem?
Roz: How long have you been waiting to say that?
Frasier: Two days. I almost called you. [both laugh]
[Martin enters and Frasier notices Niles sitting over by the counter. Martin goes
over to Niles, who is dusting off his chair.]
Frasier: What's this? Niles with dad. I knew it!
Roz: Oh! You guys aren't still fighting about -- Christmas?
Frasier: He's fighting. I'm not fighting.
Roz: Oh, what is the big deal? Why don't you let him have Christmas?
Frasier: Because it is just so unfair.
Roz: What's not fair?
Frasier: Oh, you wouldn't understand.
Roz: Well come on Frasier, talk to me. Use your words.
Frasier: Because, it's so egregious.
Roz: Smaller words.
Frasier: I don't know. Okay, look, it just seems that Niles is systematically
emptying my home. We used to have Thanksgiving dinner there... gone!
Daphne... gone! If I let him have Christmas, I'll have nothing left.
Just end up some... doddering old bachelor sipping tea and keeping the
apartment at a balmy seventy-eight degrees.
Roz: And how is that different from now?
[Frasier gives her a look when he spies Niles giving Martin a thermos with a bow on
top, from a bag that is on the table.]
Frasier: Excuse me. I smell skullduggery afoot.
[He walks over to Martin and Niles.]
Frasier: Hey, dad.
Martin: Hey, Fras.
Frasier: New thermos? Niles, I'd have never thought you'd stoop so low.
Niles: I have no idea at what you're talking about. Just buying dad some
coffee before driving him to work.
Frasier: You are trying to bribe dad to have Christmas at your place!
[Niles stands up.]
Niles: Oh, and what about you? Buying him the Dancing Santa. A surprising gift,
considering you threw his last one off the balcony!
[Martin gasps and Frasier steps back.]
Martin: You did what? That Santa never did anything to hurt you, all he ever
did was dance and try to make people happy.
Frasier: Yes, yes, alright dad.
Martin: Why'd you do it--
Frasier: Oh, alright!
[N.B. Shouldn't Martin already know that Frasier threw his Dancing Santa off the
balcony? Remember in the tag credits of Season Seven's "The Fight Before Christmas,"
[7.11], Martin sees the hat on the balcony and looks down. He then turns around to
see Frasier so he know that HE did it!]
Niles: Why do you have to make everything so difficult?
Frasier: Excuse me Niles, but I have news for you. Copernicus called and you
are not the center of the universe!
Martin: Alright, you two knock it off!
Niles: Let's just settle this now. [whispering and motioning to Frasier]
Sit down. Dad, make your decision.
[Frasier sits down.]
Martin: You know, I'm really disappointed in you guys. I thought that if I
gave you a little time, you'd be mature enough to work this out on
your own.
Frasier: Well you were wrong!
Martin: Alright, you know what? I just made my decision. I'm working Christmas.
Jimmy Daily asked me to take his shift and I'm gonna do it because he'll
be happier with his family than I am with mine.
[Martin grabs his hat and new thermos and they all stand up.]
Frasier: Oh, dad, you can't be serious?
Martin: It's too late! [people start to look, walks towards door] And you
don't have to drive me to work, I can call a cab. I hope you're
happy! You've ruined Christmas!
[Roz gives an “uh-oh” look, the cafe falls silent for a few seconds before people
start shouting insults. Frasier turns back to Niles.]
Waiter: [at counter] Not nice.
[We fade out]
[End of Act I]
[Act II]
[Scene 1 - Martin's Office.
Niles and Frasier enter and Martin is at the desk.]
Frasier: Dad, uh, Niles and I would like to apologize. It was untoward of us
to... to argue of where to have Christmas.
Niles: Our conduct was... was self-absorbed and boorish. Not that we deserve
it, but please accept our apologies.
Martin: Apologies accepted.
Frasier: Uh, thank you dad. So you'll have Christmas with us?
Martin: Oh, I'm afraid I can't. I promised Jimmy that I'd work, and I can't
go back on it.
[An elevator “dings” and an officer comes out.]
Frasier: When do you start?
Martin: Six A.M., twelve-hour shift. It's double time, so I'm not complaining.
Niles: No, that's the whole day.
[Martin shrugs his shoulders at them as his supervisor comes over to them.]
Supervisor: Marty, I need you to let maintenance into the electrical closet on
seven.
Martin: Will do. See you boys later.
[Martin leaves as the officer takes his place.]
Frasier: Bye, dad.
Niles: Wow. [sighs] Christmas without dad. This just won't be... Christmas.
[As they talk the officer behind them eavesdrops on their conversation.]
Frasier: I know. He's always the first one under the tree. Mom always said
that he was the biggest kid, because he could never wait to open his
presents.
Niles: Ha, ha. [sighs] He always puts on a brave face, but I know he
especially misses mom on Christmas.
[Niles walks over to the door to leave, but Frasier stops him.]
Frasier: Niles. Where is it written that we have to have Christmas at either
of our homes?
Niles: The Thanksgiving Accord of 2002.
Frasier: No, no. What I am saying... is dad has to work. Why can't we bring
the holiday to him?
Niles: You mean just show up and surprise him? I like that. We can bring
all our gifts and, and food.
Frasier: Oh, better yet. What if the gifts were already here?
Niles: But... [looks confused]
Frasier: Okay, here's what I'm thinking.
[They both walk over to the tree that is next to the door, looking down at the
presents as they make their plan.]
Frasier: We take the gifts that are here and put them under the tree at my house.
Get the real gifts and bring them here, all unbeknownst to dad.
Niles: Brilliant.
Frasier: Can't you just see us casually stopping by on Christmas morning?
"Hello, dad. Merry Christmas, oh it's just a shame that you had
to spend Chri- Hello? What's this I spy? A present for Martin?”
Niles: [imitating Martin] "That's not for me, those are fake."
Frasier: Well, here's another one. One for Niles. And one for Daphne.
Niles: Oh, geez it's a miracle.
Frasier: Oh, Niles. It'll be the best Christmas we've ever had!
Niles: [looks at hand] Look I'm getting goose bumps!
Frasier: [laughs then stops] Oh no, Niles that's your pine rash, you’re too
close to the tree.
[As they leave Niles scratches his ear.]
[Scene 2 - Cafe Nervosa.
Roz and Daphne are sitting at a table. Rick is at the counter he turns around
and notices Roz.]
Rick: Hey! Hi, Roz.
[Roz doesn't recognize him.]
Rick: [continued] It, it's me, Rick.
Roz: Oh my God, Rick, I didn't even recognize you.
Rick: Ah, Roz and I volunteer down at the mall together.
Roz: Rick plays Santa. Daphne, this is Rick - Rick, Daphne.
Daphne: Oh, Roz has told me all about you. Would you like to join us?
Rick: I'd love to, but I have to get back to my day job.
Daphne: Oh, what do you do?
Rick: I'm an investment banker. Could you excuse me for just one second?
[He goes back to counter.]
Daphne: Wow, Roz! You never told me he was so gorgeous.
Roz: Oh, I've never seen him out of his costume, before.
Daphne: He's successful and he's got great taste. Those shoes... Enrico
Zangleones.
[Roz looks surprised.]
Daphne: [continued] Niles is teaching me.
[Rick comes back with a to-go cup.]
Rick: It's very nice meeting you, Daphne. [she smiles and nods] I'll see you
tonight, Roz? Maybe we could take our break together. I stuck a bottle
of schnapps in my locker.
Roz: [doesn't seem excited] Yeah, maybe.
Rick: Is something wrong? You don't like schnapps?
Roz: No! No, it's just so strange to see you without your beard. You really
should grow one. It would make your eyes twinkle.
Rick: Eh, I tried once. Kinda came in... tough. I looked like a dog on Rogaine.
[They all laugh. Rick's laugh is horrible.]
Roz: What was that?
Rick: I-I laughed.
Roz: That's your laugh?
Rick: Yeah.
Roz: Wow, at the mall it's so booming.
Rick: I--I know, I hate that. It really kills my throat. [turns to Daphne]
Very nice to meet you.
Daphne: Bye, Bye.
Rick: [turns to Roz] I'll see you later.
Roz: Bye.
[He leaves.]
Daphne: Why are you being so weird? He seems perfect. [glances out the window]
Roz: I'd don't know, just wasn't what I was expecting. Something missing.
Daphne: Like what?
Roz: I don't know. Well, at the mall he has all this warmth and he's got
this jolly sense of humor. Oh, you should see him when he laughs, his
whole stomach shakes.
Daphne: Oh, my God. You're in love with Santa Claus. [she giggles]
Roz: [leans in] No, I'm not.
Daphne: Well, it makes sense when you think about it. Santa's the perfect man.
He's a good listener, he likes to travel, he gives great presents.
[giggles again]
Roz: Give me a break.
Daphne: Admit it. You want the jelly belly. [giggles]
Roz: Okay, don't be gross.
[She grabs her purse from the floor and sets it on the table.]
Daphne: You want to bang-boots with the big boy.
[She laughs as Roz gets up from her chair and grabs her coat from it.]
Roz: [puts her coat on] I have to get to work.
Daphne: [gets up from chair] You want to get your paws on the Claus is more
like it.
[Daphne grabs her coat and purse]
Roz: Stop it, Daphne! That's enough! [she exits]
Daphne: [walks after her] One more: you're a Ho, Ho, Ho.
[We fade out]
[Scene 3 - Frasier's apartment.
Eddie is on the floor next to Martin's chair drinking eggnog out of a punch bowl.
He is wearing a plaid outfit. The camera pans up and we see Martin sitting in his
chair drinking out of a punch glass. He finishes and sighs. Frasier enters from
his room.]
Frasier: Dad! [grabs coat from hook] What are you doing still sitting there?
[walks over behind the couch] I told you ten minutes ago that we were
going out for Christmas Eve ice cream.
Martin: Oh, I changed my mind. Eddie and I are too bloated from the nog.
Frasier: Well, then maybe we should, uh, take Eddie and uh, walk it off.
Come on, mister! Let's go!
[He walks over to the door and grabs his keys.]
Martin: [gets his cane and walks to the kitchen] No, I'm gonna be up early for
work. I sure could use somethin' to nibble on, though.
[We see the front door starting to open slowly. Niles and Daphne are in the
hallway with an armload of presents they are trying to get in.]
Frasier: No, no, no, no. [pushes them back into the hall]
Niles: Stop pushing. Stop pushing.
[Frasier shuts the door.]
Frasier: Listen. Dad’s still here, I couldn't get rid of him. You'll have to
come back in an hour.
Niles: N--N-- No. We can't do that. The maintenance man in dad's building
was so nervous about us taking these out of the lobby, I promised him
we'd have our real gifts under his tree by ten o'clock.
Frasier: Alright, what we need is a really good distraction. [thinks for a
moment] I'll tell you what. Knock when you think of one.
[He goes back into the apartment and shuts the door. Martin comes back into the
kitchen with a bowl.]
Martin: What were you doing out there?
Frasier: Nothing. Thought I heard the door knock.
[The second he finishes saying this, the door knocks. Frasier jumps.]
Martin: Hey, that's pretty good.
[Frasier opens the door and Niles and Daphne come in, with no gifts.]
Frasier: Oh, hello guys. Dad, look who it is. It's Niles and Daphne.
Martin: I see 'em.
Frasier: So, what brings you two here?
Niles: Good question, Frasier. Daphne?
Daphne: I need your father's help with a present, and that's what we're doing
here.
Niles: Exactly, yes.
Daphne: [goes over to tree and picks up a present] Come on Martin, we can do
this in my old room.
Martin: No, problem.
[He follows her.]
Niles: Okay, now! [he goes over to grab some presents] Real presents go out
in the hall by the door, fake presents under the tree.
[Niles takes the presents into the hallway.]
Frasier: Niles, did you notice my Christmas village? Would you like to see
smoke waft out of the cobbler's chimney?
Niles: [places gifts next to the elevator] Uh, maybe later. [grabs presents
from the pile next to the apartment door and brings them in] Frasier,
I have to warn you. These prop boxes are heavy - some idiot weighed
them down with bricks.
[He passes Frasier who has a pile of presents.]
Frasier: [takes his presents into the hall] Just with our luck, we get the only
lobby decorator in all of Seattle.
[He places his presents next to the apt. door and grabs the ones that Niles had just
placed next to the elevator. He brings those into the apartment and passes Niles.]
Frasier: How much time do you think Daphne can buy over dad?
Niles: Not much. [stops at door] They're just putting batteries in the digital
camera that we're giving you. [gives an “oops” look, then he does his
famous grin] Act surprised. [goes into the hall]
Frasier: Right! [places his presents by the tree]
[Daphne yells as she comes into living room with Martin following.]
Daphne: I said I'd get them!!
Martin: Oh, you'll never find them. How could you ask me to put batteries in
when you didn't bring any batteries? [Niles enters with an armload of
presents as he sees Martin] Now, boys, you know the rules. No shaking
the presents.
Frasier: You see Niles, I told you.
[Niles pretends to shake the gifts. Daphne comes out of the kitchen.]
Daphne: I found them. Let's go. [Martin and her head back, but Frasier stops her.]
Frasier: [whispering] Daphne! No more surprises.
Daphne: Oh, you mean like finding your father here, when the apartment's
supposed to be empty?! [goes back to the bedroom]
Frasier: Well, you can blame that on the nog!!
[Niles places presents under the tree as he picks up a new pile.]
Niles: [places them in the hall near the elevator] Frasier, [grunts and picks
up a pile next to the apt. door] I think I'm going to sleep tonight,
I feel like I'm ten years old.
[Frasier takes presents to hall, Niles looks at him funny, like he notices that
Frasier has the wrong gifts.]
Frasier: Yes. Only this time we have the merry chance of playing Santa.
[Frasier laughs as he puts his presents with the ones next to the elevator and picks up
a new pile that is next to the apt. door.]
Frasier: Niles, I'm so sorry that we almost ruined Christmas with our arguing.
[Niles passes Frasier with a pile of presents. He then looks at the presents that
Frasier has and stops walking.]
Niles: Stop!
Frasier: What?
Niles: I just took that from under the tree.
Frasier: No, you didn't.
Niles: Yes, I did. I know, ‘cause that's real and fake ones are in a pile
by the door.
Frasier: The elevator door?
Niles: No, the apartment one! That's where all the fake ones are!
Frasier: Great. Now what do we do?
Niles: Well here, alright, you take these.
Frasier: Yes.
Niles: I take those.
[They mumble words as they go in the wrong directions.]
Frasier: What are we...
Niles: Where do we go?
Frasier: How the hell should I know?
[Martin starts talking as Niles and Frasier put both piles under the tree.]
Martin: That's a flat head and I need a Phillips head. [Daphne follows.]
Niles: [he motions Frasier to place the presents under the tree] See, I told
you, if you rearrange them they look fuller. [Makes it look like he was
arranging them]
Frasier: Yes, yes, I see what you mean, Niles. It's all a matter of perspective.
Martin: Wow, it looks like twice as many. Uh, put them back the way they were
and show me how you did that. [he motions with his finger]
Daphne: [comes out of the kitchen] Got the Philips. Let's go.
[She motions for them to “move it along” while Martin heads back to the bedroom.]
Niles: He could be an assassin in those slippers.
Daphne: Are you two going to switch the presents? Or are you going to argue
about whose Christmas village is bigger? [she heads to the bedroom]
Frasier: [gasps as Niles picks up a pile of “real” presents from under the tree]
I knew it! You didn't compliment mine, because you have one too.
Niles: [turns around with presents in hand] I didn't compliment yours, because
yours is so poorly laid out!!
Frasier: Alright, alright. We don't have time for this, now which ones are which?
Niles: Oh, oh! I have them all organized. Here, take those out. [hands Frasier
the pile of gifts and gets some for himself to take out]
Frasier: Are you sure?
Niles: Yes, absolutely. These-these are the real ones. These go to dad,
out in the hall and we'll take them together. [both go to the hall]
Frasier: Fine. alright, alright. [starts to mumble]
Niles: Fine, then here. [sets gifts down in the hall] Now we're all set.
[takes gifts from Frasier] All
