Cheers

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Hi, it's me.

Li-listen, I've, uh...

I've been thinking about you and...

Oh, what the hell.

Will you marry me?

Sam?

Well,

who else do you think it'd be?

Sam, if this is some kind of a joke...

No, I'm serious.

Will you marry me?

Oh!

Oh, my God.

I'm... I'm stunned.

I mean, it's-it's not like

I never expected to hear this from you.

It's just that

one is...

is never quite prepared for the question.

Oh, Sam, I'm touched. I...

All... All at once, I...

I'm-I'm feeling giddiness,

fear, euphoria, relief.

I-I don't know what to say.

Oh, that's okay.

I'm not listening anymore.

Sam, I-I-I...

I can't answer you now.

Not like this.

Every woman

wants her proposal to be...

enchanting,

something she can remember for the rest of her life.

Find something like that.

Keeping in mind I don't care for sports arenas,

theme parks or miniature golf.

All right, young lady, you just prepare

to be swept off your feet tomorrow night.

I already have been.

Bon soir, mon coeur.

R-Right, right.

Ugh.

I'll get another one.

Good afternoon, everybody.

Norm.

Hey, Mr. Peterson.

What's the story?

Boy meets beer.

Boy drinks beer.

Boy gets another beer.

Uh,

boy, have I got an evening cooked up for us.

Yeah? Thanks for thinking of me, Cliffy,

but, uh, I think I better get home early today.

What?

Yeah, Vera's getting home from Springfield,

and I thought a special elegant meal

would be the proper way to welcome her home, you know.

How thoughtful, Norm.

Say, what's on the menu?

Yeah, whatever she feels like whipping up

after a five-hour bus trip.

Oh.

Hey Woody,

didn't you say you'd been to this,

uh, Le Petit Orange Restaurant?

Yeah. CLIFF: Hey, Woody,

you been to that, uh, fancy joint, eh?

Yeah, a couple of times. Yeah?

Yeah, well, how was it? Did they treat you well?

I didn't eat there.

I just went in to use the men's room.

Well, the-the restaurant part... did it look like a...

a nice romantic place to take a lady?

Well, who could tell, Sam?

It's real dark in there,

and they got this guy

running around playing a violin.

Oh, no.

I bet they got those pictures of those guys

that are half men, half horse, too, right?

I'm glad you said that, Sam.

I thought I was seeing things.

I've been racking my brains all day

trying to find a place

that's out of the ordinary

and classy for dinner tonight.

How about a nude barbecue?

No. It's kind of dangerous with all those sparks.

Oh, right.

Uh, well, what's the occasion there, Stretch?

Well, let's just...

Let's just say it's a special evening

for a special lady.

Ooh! Get out your scorecards, boys.

Sounds like Sammy's back in action.

Yeah! Yeah!

I, uh, take it this means

you've terminated

your relationship with Councilor Eldridge.

Ooh, yeah, in-in the dumper.

Well, gentlemen,

in memory of the Councilor, may I suggest

we lower our cocktail napkins to half mast, huh?

Yes, let's not forget the traditional 21-peanut salute.

Oh, no.

Sammy, another round for the back?

Yeah, but I want to know who's the lucky lady tonight.

Yeah, come on, Sammy.

You'll-You'll find out soon enough.

Just come on, help me think of a place here.

Well, all right, Sam, I-I got something

that might be just the ticket for you.

How about this?

A sailboat anchored offshore,

you know, chilled champagne,

candlelit dinner

underneath the stars, huh?

Worked great for Sean and Madonna.

Where do you hear all this stupid stuff?

Let's just say

inquiring minds want to know, huh.

A sailboat. That's a good idea.

Maybe I'll call and see if I can rent one.

Hey, Sam,

I just remembered something that might help you.

What's that?

Now my Uncle Wade was a master

at putting women in a romantic mood.

Well, what-what'd he do?

Gave 'em money.

Worked like a charm.

Uh, thank you, Woody,

but I'm looking for a place

to take someone, a-a very special place.

As a matter of fact, come here.

Can you keep a secret?

Can I keep a secret?

You still don't know Carla leaves early

on your night off, do you?

Good, good.

Listen, I'm only telling you this

because I-I like you, and I... and I trust you.

I'm thinking about proposing.

Oh, well, Sam, I'm flattered, but...

You probably don't mean me, huh?

We'll talk later.

Boy, oh, boy, I wouldn't mind being a barnacle

on the rudder of Sam's sailboat, if you know what I mean.

I'm sure you'd be better-looking,

but would you be happier?

Ooh.

Woody, are you in pain, buddy?

No, I was just thinking.

Yeah, well, the first time's always the worst.

Who do you think Sam's gonna propose to tonight?

What're you babbling about, Billy Bob Joe Jim?

Well, Sam said

he was gonna propose to someone.

That's odd.

He said he broke up with Councilor Eldridge.

Who could he possibly be talking about proposing to?

You've chosen the most beautiful spot

in which to anchor.

Everything's absolutely perfect.

This is the most wonderful idea any man ever came up with.

Who came up with it?

Come on, give me some credit.

I have an original thought now and then.

You're right. I'm sorry.

Was it Frasier?

Actually, it was Cliff.

Well, okay then, don't tell me.

Right now I'm having a rather unoriginal thought.

Are you as happy as I?

Oh, yeah.

I just wish I could get this song

out of my head.

Song?

Yeah. You-You know how

sometimes you connect certain places

and things with certain songs?

Oh, I know exactly what you mean.

Thank you.

This may sound a bit pretentious,

but every time I'm in a taxi,

I can't help but hum "Dove Sono" from Le Nozze Di Figaro

simply because once a rather zaftig Parisian cabbie

sang the entire aria on a trip

through Montparnasse to La Coupole.

Anyway, whenever I get out on the water like this,

I can't help thinking about this tune.

Uh, Cappy Johnny, the old sailor who taught me how to sail

used to whistle it all the time.

"Popeye the Sailor Man?"

You know it?

Oh, yes.

Well, that one haunts me, too.

May I propose a toast?