[10.23]Analyzed Kiss

Analyzed Kiss                               Written by Saladin K.  Patterson
                                                     & Heide Perlman
                                            Directed by Katy Garretson
Production Code: 10.23
Episode Number in Production Order: 239
Filmed on:
Original Airdate on NBC: 13th May 2003
Transcript written on 15th May 2003


Gertrude Moon has appeared in the following episodes:
[7.24] Something Borrowed, Someone Blue [2]
[9.12] Mother Load [1]
[9.13] Mother Load [2]
[9.15] The Proposal
[9.23] The Guilt Trippers
[9.24] Moons Over Seattle
[10.1] The Ring Cycle
[10.5] Tales From the Crypt
[10.9] Don't Go Breaking My Heart [3]
[10.13] Lilith Needs A Favor
[10.14] Daphne Does Dinner
[10.16] Fraternal Schwinns
[10.19] Some Assembly Required
[10.21] The Devil And Dr. Phil

Julia Wilcox Episodes

[10.12] The Harassed
[10.15] Trophy Girlfriend
[10.16] Fraternal Schwinns
[10.20] Farewell, Nervosa

Transcript {Mike Lee}

Title Card: The tip of the Space Needle glows.



Scene One Ė Radio Studio
Frasier is nearing the end of his show.

Frasier: Well, I think weíve got time for one last caller.  Roz, who have 
         we got?

He looks over and sees Roz on the phone, turned away from him and writing 
on a pad.  

    Roz: Mmm-hmm...  mmm-hmm...

Peeved, Frasier tosses a pencil against the glass to get her attention.  
She notices him, but waves him off.

Frasier: Well, I suppose Iíll be fielding this last one myself.  Letís try 
         line two. [pushes button] Go ahead, caller, your name and problem, 
  Ernie: [v.o.] Yes sir, my nameís Ernie, and Iím real angry at my dog.
Frasier: Okay, Ernie.  Uh, very often when people have feelings towards 
         their pets it often reflect feelings they have about themselves 
         and their place in society.  So tell me, why are you angry at 
         your dog?
  Ernie: [v.o.] Well, he keeps telling me to take off my foil helmet.


Frasier: Would you hold on, Ernie?  Um, someone will come on the line with 
         the number of an expert in this sort of situation.  Letís try, uh, 
         line four. [presses button]
    Roz: [v.o.] Oh yes, of course Iím interested!  Iíll fax my resume right 

Frasier mutes the line.

Frasier: Well, the news is up next, followed by the market update with 
         Julia Wilcox.  Thatís it for me today.  This is Dr.  Frasier 
         Crane saying, good day and good mental health.

He goes off the air and glares at Roz, who mouths, ďIím sorry.Ē  Kenny 
enters with some copies, which he lays on Frasierís console.

  Kenny: Another great show, doc.
Frasier: Did you even listen?
  Kenny: You donít have to eat every Big Mac to know itís a delicious 
         hamburger sandwich.

Roz enters.

Frasier: Roz, whatís going on?
    Roz: Iím sorry, but they want to interview me for the program director 
         job at KPXY.
Frasier: Well... thatís great, but I didnít even know you were looking.
    Roz: I wasnít!  They just called me, out of the blue!   I-Iím actually 
         shocked, because I have very limited experience in management.  
         But, well, Kennyís in management, how hard can it be?

Frasier nods in agreement.

  Kenny: Hey, itís not that easy.  I know it looks like a monkey can do 
         my job, but it canít.  True story.

Kenny exits.

Frasier: Well, gosh, Roz, I, I must say Iíve got some mixed feelings about 
         this.  I mean, I couldnít be happier that youíre finally getting 
         the recognition you deserve, but Iím gonna miss you.  
    Roz: Oh, letís wait Ďtil thereís a real offer before we break out the 
         Kleenex and champagne.

Julia enters.

  Julia: Well, Roz, Kenny told me about your job interview.  Good luck.
    Roz: Oh, I get it.  Itíll be good luck because if I get the job, 
         Iíll be gone.
  Julia: No, it sounds like a good position for you.
    Roz: Right, cause I get into a lot of sexual positions with a lot of 
  Julia: Iím saying congratulations.
    Roz: Oh.  Thank you. 

She crosses back to her booth.

    Roz: [sotto voce to Frasier] Whatís her problem?
Frasier: Oh, I...

Roz closes her door.

Frasier: Well, youíre being uncharacteristically decent today.  You all 
  Julia: Iím fine. [then] All right, I might as well tell you before he 
         does.  Avery and I broke up.
Frasier: Oh.  Gosh, uh, what happened?
  Julia: I got tired of listening to him promise heíd leave his wife.
Frasier: Well, Iím sorry.  I realize you must be going through...
  Julia: Oh, I donít need your sympathy.  Iím not one of your pathetic 
         code three whackadoos.
Frasier: I was just trying to help.  No need to insult my callers.

Roz sticks her head back in.

    Roz: Foil Helmet Guy says his dog needs to speak to you.

Unable to say anything to Julia, Frasier just motions vaguely towards 
Rozís booth before exiting.



Scene Two Ė Cafť Nervosa
The cafť is packed Ė the line to the counter reaches back to the door, 
and every table is occupied. Frasier enters.

Frasier: Oh, excuse me... 

He threads his way over to the table in the rear, where Daphne is seated 

Frasier: Hi, Daph.
 Daphne: Hello.
Frasier: Gosh, Iíve never seen this place so crowded.  Whatís the 
 Daphne: Itís Mumís day off.  Apparently there was a mass e-mail.
Frasier: So, is Niles going to be joining us?
 Daphne: No, heís taking your father to the shooting range.
Frasier: Oh, yes, yes, of course, Iíd forgotten.  He asked me to take him, 
         but then I suggested that when it comes to guns, perhaps he would 
         prefer someone of Nilesís...  caliber. [chuckles] Iím in rare form 
 Daphne: You should see this place when they know youíre not coming.

As a couple leaves one of the tables in the middle, Julia comes in, 
talking on her cell phone.

  Julia: No, Avery...  two-thirds of the work on that program is mine!  
         Well, I donít have to prove it, itís a fact!  Oh Ė oh, yeah?  

Another couple from the line tries to claim the table, but Julia drops 
her satchel on it.

  Julia: Well, I should have expected as much from a man who wears leopard 
         print bikini briefs! [holds up phone, to the whole cafť] Avery 
         McManus wears shiny, acetate, man-panties!

She sits.

Frasier: [to Daphne] Excuse me.

He goes over to Juliaís table.

Frasier: Is everything okay?
  Julia: No.  Now that Iíve dumped your bastard accountant, heís trying 
         to cut me out of our software program.  
Frasier: Software program?
  Julia: We Ė mostly me Ė developed a proprietary method for analyzing 
         price/volume momentum Ė I call it vector scaling Ė that can 
         quantify the likelihood of longer-term trends.  Do you realize 
         what that means?
Frasier: [at a loss] Itís good.
  Julia: That program is my baby, I have been working on it for months.  
         I think your bastard accountant has been using me all along.  
         Thanks for setting us up!
Frasier: I did no such thing!
  Julia: You know what I ought to do?  I ought to go down to his office, 
         demand my files, and then trash the place!

She rises angrily, Frasier restrains her.

Frasier: Just a second, just a second, just sit down.  Sit down, please.  
         [she does] Take a moment to calm down before you make any rash  
  Julia: In a few hours, Iím leaving town for a week.  Thereís no way 
         Iím leaving your bastard accountant in control of those files.  
Frasier: All right, well, if you insist, then perhaps I should go with 
         you.  Maybe I can help facilitate things.
  Julia: Why?  Whatís in it for you?
Frasier: Nothing!  Surely you can conceive of the possibility that 
         someone might want to just do something nice for you?
  Julia: You and Avery are in this together, arenít you?
Frasier: Of course not!  Youíre not being rational, you know.  Perhaps 
         Avery is just holding your program hostage because he feels 
         hurt.  Perhaps this is his clumsy way of trying to initiate a 

Julia looks at him thoughtfully.

  Julia: You really do try to see the best in everyone, donít you?
Frasier: Yes, I do.
  Julia: So, what do you see when you look at me?
Frasier: Well...  I see a woman whoís been hurt, not once but many times.  
         A woman who finds it so difficult to trust someone, she wonít 
         allow herself to be vulnerable.  A woman... [Julia gets up and 
         walks out] whose eyes are going to get stuck if she keeps 
         rolling them like that!

He gets up and follows her.


FADE IN: Scene Three Ė Shooting Range Martin is standing in a booth, firing an automatic. Niles is standing behind him, looking extremely uncomfortable. Both are wearing ear protectors and range glasses. Martin: Ah, look at that grouping! Niles: Hey, uh, Dad, you about ready to go? Martin: I guess Iíve still got the touch. Hey, Niles, you ought to give it a try. Niles: Thanks, Dad, you know how I feel about handguns. They breed violence. Martin: Oh, come on, this is just simple target shooting, thatís all. He puts down his gun and calls his target back. Martin: Ha-ha, yeah! Hereís one dirtbag isnít going to be selling crack at any schoolyards anytime soon. Three men standing at the next booth come over, having heard Niles. Red: You should listen to the man. Shootingís a great sport. [shaking hands] Red Brewer. And these clowns here are Mitch and Wayne. Niles shakes their hands, ad-libbing hellos. Niles: Iím Niles Crane, and this is my father, Martin Crane. Martin: [shaking hands] Oh, hi, how you doing, guys? Red: Listen Niles, let me show you how to do this. I think youíll enjoy it. Itís pretty simple. He picks up his own pistol and demonstrates as he talks. Red: You just take a solid stance, hold the grip firmly, steady your gun hand with your other, fingers to fingers, thumbs to thumb, focus on the front sight, and squeeze the trigger. He fires, making Niles jump. Red: Okay, you try. Niles: Oh, you know, no offense, but I, uh, I just, Iím not real comfortable with guns. Red: You know, Mitch used to be that way, too. Mitch: Yeah, the only weapon Iíd go near was a bow and arrow. Niles: [interested] I, uh, I got an archery badge at day camp. Red: This is like archery, but safer. The weaponís more stable, and youíre in a controlled environment. Martin: Go on, give it a try, son. Niles: Well, I, uh, just Ė Iíll do one little one. He steps up and takes Redís pistol. Red: Just remember: stance, grip, aim, relax, shoot. Niles: Okay. [mimics Red] Stance, grip, aim, relax... [tilts his head to the left] shoot. He pulls the trigger. The recoil knocks him back about a foot, but Martin and the guys look pleased. Niles: Did I do it? Red: You not only did it, you hit the target. [points] See? Sixth ring out. Look at the kid, he hit the target his first time. Mitch: Not bad, kid. Wayne: Way to go, kid. Martin: Thatís my kid! Niles: That was a unique experience. Iím sure Iíll dine out on that story for months. Red: Donít quit now, go again. But remember, this time, squeeze the trigger, donít pull. Niles: Okay. He takes his stance again, with his head cocked to the left again. Niles: Squeeze... He fires again, this time staying on balance. Red: Wow, youíre pretty good at this! The kidís a natural, am I right? Niles: Can I go again? Red: Yeah. Niles, more confident, fires one shot after the other. He experiments, tilting his head to the right and sighting with his other eye, as we: FADE OUT. FADE IN: Scene Four Ė Averyís Office Julia is pacing outside Averyís office door, when Frasier comes in. Julia: What took you so long? Frasier: I was looking for street parking. Do you have any idea how much this garage charges? Julia knocks on the door. No answer. She knocks again. Julia: Averyís not here. Frasier: Oh, great, it cost me three-fifty to find that out. Julia: No, itís good. Itíll make it easier for me to get my program back. Frasier: What do you mean? Julia: I know his keypad code. [starts to enter it] Frasier: Wh-wh-what? That is breaking and entering! Julia: Oh, if youíre so scared, why donít you just leave? Frasier: Well, Iím-Iím not scared! I... The door opens, and Julia enters the office. Frasier follows her in. RESET TO: Office Julia starts to rifle through Averyís desk. Frasier: Iíll have you know Iíve had my fair share of escapades. Back in med school I once dressed a cadaver in cap and gown and... Julia: [finds a disk] Oh, hereís my program! Okay, good. [logs on the computer] Now, just in case he backed it up, I am going to delete everything from his hard drive. Frasier: Julia, I-I-I beg you to rethink this. I realize youíre angry at Avery- Julia: Iím not feeling anger. Just the peace that comes with knowing that Avery will be royally screwed Ė by me. Sounds are heard outside the door. Frasier: Thereís somebody at the door! Julia points him to the closet. They rush in as someone outside is heard entering the code. RESET TO: Closet They go inside and close the door. Julia cracks the door and peeks outside, then closes the door softly. They both whisper: Julia: Itís the cleaning woman. I thought so, Iíve hidden from her before. Frasier: Julia, thereís still time to end this. Julia: Shh! Frasier: Look, you know that what youíre doing is wrong. You should just get out now before more harm is done. Julia: Will you shut up? Itís pointless to hide in a closet if the people outside can hear you! Frasier: Youíre going to get caught. Julia: Because you wonít shut up! Frasier: Itís never too late to do the right thing. No matter how low someone else sinks, joining them there does not make things better. Julia does not shush him. Suddenly she wraps her arms around his neck, and kisses him, closing her eyes. He is caught off guard, but reflexively returns the kiss and puts his arms around her... Outside, the door closes. She breaks away and exits back into the office. Frasier stands there, totally bewildered. He feels his lips for a moment as if to check to see if it really happened. Then he follows her into the office. RESET TO: Office The cleaning lady is gone, and Julia is back typing at the computer. Frasier: What was that? Julia: What? Frasier: You kissed me. Julia: I was trying to shut you up. Frasier: Oh, no. Iíve been kissed to shut me up before. This was not that. The computer beeps. Julia: Got it. All files deleted. [pause] You know, that didnít make me feel as good as I thought. Frasier: Thatís because you know you did the wrong thing. Julia shoves the contents of the desktop onto the floor, breaking the computer and scattering files. Julia: [happy] Ah, thatís better. She runs out, followed by Frasier. End of Act One ACT TWO FADE IN: Scene Five Ė Cafť Nervosa The cafť is still packed. Frasier is seated at a table when Roz comes in. Roz: Well, it doesnít look like Iíll be leaving KACL anytime soon. [crosses to the counter] Coffee to go, please? Frasier: Well... dear lord, what-what happened, Roz? Roz: [sits with him] Turns out the person whoís interviewing me is a guy Iíve slept with. Frasier: What are the odds? Roz: [gives him a look, then] It was ten years ago, at a convention in Cancun. We were all hammered. Frasier: Oh, Iím surprised you even remember him. Roz: Well, itís hard to forget when you wake up with a nametag on your pillow that says, ďHola! My name is Woody Wiswell.Ē Frasier: So whatís the problem? Roz: Thereís just something weird about it. I donít know, maybe Iím just freaking myself out because Iím not sure Iím ready for this job. Frasier: Well, of course you are, Roz. I mean, come on, donít doubt yourself. Listen, theyíre the ones that called you, right? Roz: Yeah. Frasier: You go down there and you get that job. Youíre going to make a great program director. Roz: You really think I will? Frasier: Of course I do. Even though... I wish you could stay with me forever. Iím going to miss you so much, Roz. Roz: [excited] Oh, stop it! I donít even have the job yet, youíre gonna jinx it! [a waiter brings her coffee] Thank you. [to Frasier] Listen, Iíd better go and get my presentation together so I can impress Woody Wiswell. Frasier: Seems to me youíve impressed him already. As Roz leaves, she passes Julia, entering. Frasier: Juliaó Julia: [quickly] Hello. [crosses to the counter] Can I have a latte to go, please? Frasier gets up and stands beside her. Frasier: Listen, Julia, Julia, Iíve been dying to talk to you all week long about what happened in Averyís office. Obviously something is going on, and I have several hypotheses. [Julia gets her coffee and starts adding sugar] It could be displaced passion, frustration from a failed relationship, or an adrenaline-induced action as a result of stress we were both suffering from... Julia: [finishes] Oh, Frasier, for once in your life, would you please shut up? She exits, passing Martin and Niles entering. Julia: Hello. Martin/Niles: Oh, hi./Hello. Frasier: Hi, guys. Niles: Hey, Frasier. Martin: Hey, Fras, you look a little down. Everything okay? [to a waiter] Uh, two coffees, please. Frasier: Dad, if you had any perspicacity whatsoever, you would know that this expression is merely ruminative perplexity. Martin: My bad. They sit. Frasier: Itís nothing serious. Iíll work it out. Niles: You know where I like to work things out? The shooting range. Frasier: Good Lord, Niles, are you still going down there? I thought you hated guns. Niles: Oh, believe me, I never expected Iíd like it as much as I do. But when youíre in that booth, focused on-on precision, and accuracy, itís not dissimilar to a kind of meditation. [Frasier looks intrigued] Wouldnít you agree, Dad? Martin: [shrugs] I just like to shoot stuff, son. Niles: Fair enough. [to Frasier] You should join us. Thereís a great bunch of guys I shoot with. I think youíd like them. Frasier: Well, Iím not sure Iíd fit in with a bunch of trigger-happy gun nuts. Niles: Now, donít stereotype them. These are decent family men who enjoy marksmanship. Itís a good group weíve got. Dad and I are going down this afternoon. Martin: No, I donít think Iím going to come today, Niles. Niles: Well... itís Mitchís birthday. Martin: Well, I usually go shooting twice a year or so, and after this week Iíve had my fill. [the waiter brings their coffees] Thank you. Niles: Well, Iím still going. My shootingís getting better and better. Oh, plus the gun showís in town and the guys are bringing me passes. Frasier: A gun show? Whatís next, square dancing? Niles: Maybe. [raises his cup] This country was built by gun-totiní square dancers. Martin clinks his cup against Nilesís. FADE OUT. FADE IN: Scene Six Ė Woody Wiswellís Office Roz, dressed professionally in a suit, is seated in front of Woody Wiswell, a good-looking man with a permanent friendly smile. Roz: So, I really appreciate you bringing me in for this interview. Iíve been listening to your station for a while, and Iíve prepared a little presentation that I think will show you what I can bring to the KPXY family. Woody: Oh, thatís not necessary. I mean, this is just a formality. Trust me, I know what you can do. Roz: [wary] Really? Woody: Yeah. I, uh, I already told the guys about you. Roz: What exactly did you tell them? Woody: Oh, you know Ė how incredible you are. Roz: Okay, look, I-I think thereís something that needs to be said here. Why donít we just get it all out in the open? Yes, we slept together in Cancun, but I donít want that to affect the job. I mean, it was ten years ago, I... Woody: What are you talking about? Look, I think you have me mistaken for someone else. Roz: And I think I would remember a name like Woody Wiswell. I mean, seriously, whose named Woody Wiswell? Woody: Yeah, well, just me and my dad. His smile disappears as they both realize. FADE OUT. FADE IN: Scene Seven Ė Gun Show Daphne looks on uncomfortably as Niles examines a- Daphne: Darling, I just donít think you need an ankle holster when you donít even own a gun. Niles: Well, first of all, who says itís for me, Miss I-Never-Surprise- You-Anymore? And second of all, Iím thinking I might own a gun soon. Daphne: [firmly] No, you wonít. Niles: No, no, no, donít worry. I, I would keep the gun in a locker at the shooting range. I would never have a gun in the same house as your mother. Martin comes over, looking disappointed. Martin: Now theyíre saying Daisy Duke might not get here. Niles pats him on the shoulder. Red, Mitch, and Wayne come over. Red: Hey, howís it going, kid? Niles: Hey, you guys, how are you? Oh, listen, I want you to meet my wife, Daphne. Daphne, this is Red, and Wayne, and Mitch. These are the guys I was telling you about. Daphne: Nice to meet you. [they ad-lib hellos] Red: Listen, kid, weíve been talking it over, and since we get along so well at the club, weíd like to invite you down to our compound in Idaho for a weekend. For Martin and Daphne, this immediately sets off alarm bells. Niles: [thrilled] A compound? [to Martin and Daphne] Itís just like the Kennedys! [to the guys] That sounds smashing. Red: Hey, thatís the spirit. Mitch: See, I told you. Hey, look, youíre good at math, right? [Niles shrugs] Come help me guess how many shells are in that jar so I can win the ATV? Niles: Oh, excuse me. [as he follows Mitch] What kind of TV? [N.B. All-Terrain Vehicle Ė a military transport.] Red: [to Daphne] Nice to meet you, maíam. Martin: Oh, uh, Red, hold on a second. Uh, just what kind of place do you guys have in Idaho? Red: Run-of-the-mill compound in the wilderness Ė free country where we live by the true Constitution. He and the guys move off with Niles. Daphne: Theyíre those militia people! You fix this, now. Niles comes back. Niles: This is fun, huh? Martin: Uh, son... Daphne: What your father means is, you shouldnít be friends with these people. Martin: Yeah, these are not your kind of guys. Niles: Why not? Martin: Well, letís just go and weíll talk about it in the car. Niles: Oh, I canít believe you two. Youíre always telling me my friends are too artsy and too snooty. Now I finally have friends who are regular guys, and you donít like them either? Well, Iím having a good time, and Iím enjoying being a regular guy myself. Martin: Niles, we think they want to overthrow the government! Niles: Thatís what you say about public television. Now, if youíll excuse me? He goes over to where Red and the guys are examining a brochure. Niles: Hey, guys, whatcha doing? Red: Weíre chipping in for this gas-powered generator. Weíre going to need it when it comes time for the New World Order. Niles: Well, that sounds great, excuse me just a second. He turns back to Martin and Daphne. Niles: Okay, theyíre militia. Martin: Yeah. Niles: Go, go, go, go, go.... They make a hasty exit. FADE OUT. FADE IN: Scene Eight Ė Radio Studio Frasier is talking to Roz in her booth. Roz is still wearing her suit. Frasier: I just donít understand how this sort of thing can happen. Donít you look at faces? Roz: It was a long time ago, it was dark. And get off my case because it doesnít matter anyway - I got the job! Frasier: Oh, congratulations, Roz. Iím so proud of you. Now can I tell you how much Iím going to miss you? Roz: Yes. They hug. Roz: It is going to be sad to leave the station. But itís not like Iím leaving town, Frasier. Frasier: I know, I know. Roz: Iíll see you. Frasier: See you, Roz. Roz: Bye. Roz exits down the hallway. Julia passes by the booth. Frasier rushes out of the door and calls after her. Frasier: Julia! Julia! Julia! She ignores him and enters his booth from the other door. Frasier: All right. [crosses into his booth] Listen, you can try to avoid me all you like. We are going to talk this thing out. Julia: Fine, fine. Anything to get you off my back. She closes the door and puts her folder down on the console. Julia: I was looking at you in the closet, and thinking how you always try to do the right thing, and I felt a rush of affection for you. Call me cynical, but Iíve come to accept that most people live by the rule of screw or be screwed. But to see you, and how much you care, and really mean it, I... well, itís endearing. [holds up a finger] Irritating, but endearing. Frasier: Well, you know, I... I am flattered, but there are a lot of genuine people out there. Itís just that for whatever reason Ė fear, anger, hurt - theyíre afraid to show it... Julia grabs him again and kisses him deeply. He wraps his arms around her. Then they break apart. Julia: [frustrated] Oh, itís just like the feeling you get when you see a cute teddy bear in the store and you want to hug it until its head pops off! By now, Frasier realizes heís on firmer ground. Frasier: Could I possibly irritate you over dinner some night? Julia: [hesitant, but] Well, if anybody could, itíd be you. Frasier: Take your time, work things out. Iím not going anywhere. I realize that youíre in a vulnerable place right now, and that... She puts one arm around his neck and gives him a quick peck on the lips. Frasier: Oh, I recognize that one. That was to shut me up. Julia: Yeah. [starts to leave, then] Maybe Thursday. She exits the booth and walks back down the hallway. Frasier, smiling, turns and gives a little smitten wave as she passes by the booth. FADE OUT. End of Act Two Credits: Cafť Nervosa The cafť is still packed, but then the crowd notices Gertrude enter. She goes into the back room and puts on her apron for work. But when she comes back to the counter, she sees the last of the customers filing out the door and the cafť is empty. Gertrude shrugs and starts to clear the tables.

Guest Appearances

 Special Guest Stars
 MILLICENT MARTIN as Gertrude Moon
 Guest Starring
 DAVID ALAN BASCHE as Woody Wiswell


 Guest Callers

 TOM McGOWAN as Kenny

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