09x18 - w*r of the Words

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Act 1

Scene 1 - KACL

[Fade in. Frasier is on the air with a caller, Roz is in her booth.]

Frasier: Lilian, the next time your perfectionist tendencies drive you
to distraction, just remember this quotation from Henry
James: "Excellence does not require perfection."
Lillian: [voice over] That's very helpful. Thank you.
Frasier: Or is it "demand"? Hmm... "require", "demand" "Excellence
does not require perfection." "Excellence does not demand
perfection."
Roz: Aren't they the same thing?
Frasier: Of course not, Roz! Shush! "Excellence"..."demand",
"require", "demand", "require"...Oohh! Or is it "mandate"?
Lillian: [v.o.] I really have to go now.

[There is a click and a dial tone as she disconnects.]

Frasier: Oh, well, it doesn't really matter, anyway, does it?
Meantime, Seattle, this is Doctor Frasier Crane, wishing you
good day OH! It's "require", it is "require"! [he laughs
victoriously] And good mental health.

[He goes off the air and Roz comes over and holds something out.]

Roz: Frasier, would you please give this to Freddie for me? It's
for his spelling bee tomorrow.
Frasier: [taking it] Roz, it's not a spelling bee, it's the National
Championship.
Roz: Oh. Ooh, when's Lilith coming in?
Frasier: [rising] Actually, she's not coming in, she'll be watching
the competition ion from home. Her victory dance at the
state finals earned her a long overdue suspension. So, what
is this anyway?
Roz: It's a flattened penny. I found it at the railroad tracks
once when I was going through a really bad time. But as
soon as I picked it up, I started getting lucky.
Frasier: Oh, so that's where it all started.
Roz: No. Why are you turning a nice gesture into something dirty?
Frasier: I'm sorry, Roz. I know it didn't bring you that kind of
luck.
Roz: Thank you.

[She heads for her side as he grabs his briefcase.]

Frasier: Because that would be one tired penny.

[He hurries out as she glares at him. Fade out.]

Scene 2 - Frasier's Apartment

[Fade in. Frasier is sitting down. Sitting on dining chairs facing
him, are Freddie, Martin and Eddie.]

Frasier: Eddie Crane, from Seattle, your word is "woof".

[Eddie barks. Frasier rolls his eyes, then Martin talks out of the
corner of his mouth for him.]

Martin: W-O-O-F.

[He nudges Eddie, who barks again.]

Frasier: Very good. Frederick Crane, from Massachusetts, your word
is "onomatopoeia"

[Freddie stands up and takes a breath.]

Frasier: Wrong. Where are your knees? I want to see spelling knees.
Freddie: Oh, yeah, right.
Frasier: The last thing I want is you passing out on stage because of
locked knees.
Freddie: I know. Allison Sharpe, the "'Frisco Fainter".
Frasier: She went down like a sack of hammers. All right now, go to
the hallway mirror and look at your form.

[Freddie walks off and Martin gets up.]

Martin: Aren't you two going a little overboard with this? The
drills, the stance, the spelling diet...

[He sets back in his chair.]

Frasier: Dad, Freddie really wants to win this competition, I'm doing
my best to help him.
Martin: Well, you shouldn't over train him. He needs to have some fun.
Frasier: I told him he could bring his clarinet! [off Martin's look]
All right, I'll talk to him.

[Freddie comes back in.]

Freddie: Thanks, Dad, I think I got my stance down now.
Frasier: [rising] Good boy. Frederick, have a seat for a minute.
There's something I want to tell you.

[Freddie sits back down in his chair, Frasier sits beside him.]

Frasier: Listen, I don't want you to get consumed by this spelling bee
thing, all right? It's not important if you're a good
speller or the best speller. The important thing is that you
have fun. Okay?
Freddie: Okay, Dad. You know what would be really fun?
Frasier: What's that?
Freddie: Kicking butt in the spelling bee.

[Frasier laughs and Freddie moves over to the couch as Niles and Daphne
come in the front.]

Frasier: Oh, Niles.
Niles: Hello all.
Frasier: Listen, I'm afraid I've got some bad news. I could only get
two tickets for the spelling bee competition tomorrow.
Daphne: Oh, that's a shame. But we'll be there in spirit. It's
probably just as well considering how emotional I get
watching children compete. I keep thinking how much it means
to them. Like the little girl who studies over candle light
while her father's down at the local pub, drinking away the
money for the light bill. Or the little girl on the school
bus who pretends not to see her father waving at her from the
pub. Then there's the little girl who thinks that by doing
well she can grow up, purchase the local pub, and turn it
into a circus so her father can keep his promise.

[She bursts into tears and runs off to her room.]

Niles: We had a little wine at lunch. Don't worry about the tickets.
While I certainly would have gone to support Freddie, I have
to admit wasn't looking forward to being back in that
environment. [to Freddie] Don't get sidetracked by all the
glitz and glamour of the bee. Spelling well is its own reward.

[He heads off to Daphne's room.]

Freddie: What was that about?
Martin: Well, your Uncle Niles has a painful history with spelling
bees.
Freddie: Really? Was he any good?
Martin: Oh, one of the best to ever compete.
Freddie: Better than you Dad?
Frasier: Son, as good as I was, my spelling couldn't compare with
Niles'. He was right up there with the likes of William
Karek from Akron, and that Peterson girl from Omaha.
Martin: Except your uncle was even younger. Some people thought he
wasn't ready, that it was a mistake to bring him up to The
Show right of elementary school, but he made it. All the way
to the last word.
Freddie: What happened?
Frasier: He didn't even try to spell it. He just stood there for a
moment, then turned and walked off the stage.
Martin: He was immediately disqualified and he never competed again.
Freddie: Never?
Martin: Sure, he'd spell now and again. But only to help you out and
you had to really need it, 'cause he could spot a set-up a
mile away.
Freddie: Wow. Sounds to me like he choked.
Martin: Choked... OR, was he the victim of an elaborate conspiracy?
Freddie: Really?

[Martin looks behind him.]

Martin: Oh, I thought I heard him comin' down the hall. He choked.

[Fade out.]

Scene 3 - The Spelling Championship

[Fade in. There are only four students left on the stage, including
Freddie. A young man is at the microphone, the moderator, Dr. Gaston,
is at a podium.]

Contestant: "Logorrhea". Um, can I have a definition?
Martin: Uh-oh, always a bad sign.
Gaston: Excessive use of words.
Contestant: L-O-G-O-R-H-E-A, "logorrhea".

[A buzzer sounds.]

Gaston: I'm sorry, that's incorrect.

[The boy leaves the stage.]

Frasier: So long, home school.
Gaston: And that completes the tenth round. We'll begin round eleven
of the National Spelling Championship after a five minute
intermission.

[The audience and contestants get up and Frasier waves Freddie over.]

Frasier: Freddie, you're doing great, son, great!
Martin: Yeah, you got it made. Especially since that Asian kid was
eliminated. They're the ones you have to watch out for.
Frasier: Dad! Don't stereotype!
Martin: Not even a positive one? Oh geez, what's happenin' in this
country?

[He heads off. A young girl, one of the other contestants, walks
past.]

Amanda: Hi, Freddie.
Freddie: Hi, Amanda.

[He looks after her, a goofy grin on his face, as Frasier gets a
suspicious look on his.]

Frasier: Don't let her distract you with her wiles, Son. There'll be
plenty of women once you win this thing, all right? Okay,
now, you were a little wobbly on that last word. Just
remember, when the root word is Greek, the "uh" sound is made
with the letter "Y".

[Martin comes back behind him.]

Frasier: So far, all the sneaky ones have had Greek roots.
Martin: Oh, so it's okay for you to stereotype!
Frasier: Oh...
Freddie: Dad, we've run over this a million times. I got it. [to
Martin] Where'd you get the soda?
Martin: Oh, c'mon, I'll show you.

[He leads Freddie outside, a man walks up to Frasier.]

John: Hey, hi there. John Clayton.
Frasier: Oh, hi.

[They shake.]

John: My son, he's one of the finalists.
Frasier: Oh, nice to meet you. Frasier Crane, I'm Frederick's dad.
You've got a great little speller there.
John: Ah, yeah. You too. First year, I take it?
Frasier: Uh-huh.
John: Look, let me give you a little advice: watch out for some
of the parents. They can be kinda cutthroat.
Frasier: Well, thanks for the tip.
John: Yeah, no problem. So, you and Freddie, you work on all the
usuals, roots, suffixes, prefixes?
Frasier: Yes, yes all of that.
John: Good, good. How about attitude? Breathing, endurance...
Frasier: Sure, sure. Endurance?
John: Excuse me.

[He hurries over to his wife.]

John: Betsy! The Crane kid's got no legs!

[Dr. Gaston returns to the podium.]

Gaston: All right, we're ready to resume.

[The contestants come back on stage and the girl steps to the
microphone.]

Gaston: Amanda Abrams. Amanda, your word is "milieu".
Amanda: "Milieu", M-I-L-L-I-E-U, "milieu".

[The buzzer sounds and Amanda walks off the stage. Frasier gleefully
turns to Martin.]

Frasier: Won't be long now.

[He smiles confidently. Fade out.]

Scene 4 - The Spelling Championship

41 WORDS LATER

[Fade in. The competition is continuing, with the Freddie and Warren
Clayton standing side by side.]

Freddie: "Syllepsis", S-Y-L-L-E-P-S-I-S, "syllepsis".
Gaston: Warren Clayton, "resipiscence".
Warren: R-E-C-I-P-I-S-C-E-N-C-E, "resipiscence".

[The buzzer sounds.]

Gaston: I'm sorry, but that's incorrect.

[Warren walks off the stage.]

Gaston: If Frederick Crane gets the next word, he will be the
National Champion. Frederick, your word is "hermeneutic".
Freddie: Um, may I have a definition?

[Frasier and Martin look at each other in alarm.]

Gaston: Interpretive or explanatory.
Freddie: "Hermeneutic", H-E-R-M-E-N-E-U-T-I-C, "hermeneutic".

[As he's been spelling the word, Frasier has been tensing up and
spelling silently along with him.]

Gaston: We have a new National Champion! Frederick Crane!

[Frasier and Martin cheer. Frasier runs up to the stage as a woman
hands Freddie the trophy.]

Gaston: Congratulations son.

[Frasier smiles and puts his arm around the woman behind Freddie to
pose for the pictures. Fade out.]

Scene 5 - Frasier's Apartment

ACTUALLY, THE LETTER 'Y'
ISN'T THAT FRIENDLY

[Fade in. Everyone is gathered around Freddie on the couch.]

Daphne: When you were spelling that last word, I thought I was going
to have a heart att*ck.
Roz: Weren't you scared?
Freddie: A little, but then I just kinda relaxed.
Frasier: THAT is your spelling stance working for you. Bend at the
knees - spell with ease.
Daphne: Well, this calls for a toast. Is it all right if he has a
little C-H-A-M-P-A-G...
Frasier: Daphne, he's the best speller in the country.
Daphne: So I should get the good stuff?
Frasier: Yes.
Niles: You should be very proud of your accomplishment, Freddie.
Just keep it in perspective. And don't forget the twenty six
little friends who got you here.

[Martin comes in from the kitchen and goes to his chair.]

Martin: Gather 'round, everybody, almost time for ESPN to air
Freddie's interview.
Frasier: Oh, that's right!

[He grabs the remote and turns on the TV. He then stands there,
confused.]

Frasier: You know, I have no idea where ESPN is.

[He hands it to Martin, who takes it and changes the channel. Roz sits
in a dining chair.]

Frasier: Thanks Dad.
Roz: See, I told you that penny would bring him good luck.
Frasier: [sitting] Oh, well, actually, Roz, I never even gave it to
him. See, with all of Freddie's hard work and dedication,
inspired coaching...he had no need for your superstitious
talisman.

[The doorbell rings, Frasier goes to answer it.]

Roz: It's just a gesture. I mean, I found it at the railroad track,
not some enchanted wood.

[Frasier opens the door to reveal Dr. Gaston from the competition.]

Frasier: Oh, well, what a surprise, please come in. Everyone, this
is Doctor Bernard Gaston from the spelling bee.
Martin: Oh, hi, Doc.
Frasier: Lovely of you to join us in our little celebration. Can I
get you some refreshment?
Gaston: Unfortunately, this is not a pleasure visit. I must inform
you that there has been an accusation of cheating.
Martin: Not the Asian kid!

[Everyone glares at him.]

Martin: What? I said NOT the Asian kid. Would somebody tell me the
rules?
Frasier: Whoever the culprit is, we have no wish to soil this noble
event by filing a formal protest. We're certainly happy with
the way things turned out.
Gaston: I'm afraid it's Frederick who's been accused of cheating.

[Frasier gasps.]

Freddie: What!?
Frasier: I don't know what kind of a sick joke you're playing, but my
son is no cheater!
Martin: I was there, I didn't see anything.
Gaston: Well we have evidence to the contrary. Mr. and Mrs. Clayton
noticed an anomaly on the tape while they were making Warren
watch it.
Frasier: What sort of an anomaly?
Gaston: You were clearly mouthing the letters as Frederick spelled
the last word, Dr. Crane.
Frasier: I did no such thing!
Gaston: We have it on the tape.
Frasier: Well, if I did, it certainly wasn't a conscious act. It was
like singing along at a concert. You know, I remember being
admonished by the ushers for joining in a particularly
intense performance of Das Lieb und der Uder!

[Freddie gets up.]

Freddie: I wasn't even looking at him!
Gaston: Let's not make this any more painful than it already is. The
committee has reviewed the tape and decided to award the
trophy to Warren Clayton.
Freddie: What?! You can't do that!
Martin: This stinks!
Gaston: I'm sure you'd like to avoid embarrassment as much we would
so we'll just say this was all due to a technicality. That
way, Frederick can keep his regional title and even attend
the banquet tomorrow night for all the finalists.

[He reaches over and picks the trophy up from the coffee table.]

Freddie: This isn't fair.
Gaston: I'm sorry, son. I hope I'll see you at the dinner.

[He leaves.]

Freddie: Thanks a lot, Dad.

[He hurries off.]

Roz: You should have given him the penny.

[Fade out.]

Act 2

Scene 1 - Frasier's Apartment

[Fade in. Martin is in his chair, Freddie is on the couch, playing a
video game. Frasier comes in the front door.]

Frasier: Great news! I have just spoken to a lawyer who believes we
have a case against the spelling bee officials. Isn't that
great?

[Freddie keeps playing the game as Frasier hangs up his coat.]

Frasier: Frederick, look, I know how upset you are. I'm so sorry.
Frederick, aren't you going to say something?

[Freddie puts down the controller.]

Freddie: I talked to Mom today.

[He heads for the kitchen.]

Frasier: You're a bigger man than I am.
Freddie: That's what she said.

[He exits.]

Frasier: I've really done it this time, haven't I? I feel terrible.
He just hates me.
Martin: No, he's disappointed, that's all.
Frasier: Still, he knows that if I made a mistake it was only because
I wanted him to win so badly.
Martin: Oh, he'll get over it. Remember when you were thirteen, you
had that science project? I came in your room and sat on it?
You forgave me.
Frasier: True. Spent six months working on that project.
Martin: Well, my point is, accidents happen. He'll come to see that.
Frasier: I suppose you're right. Three perfectly good chairs in my
room, you had to sit on my hybrid orchid.
Martin: Well, let's hope Freddie's as forgiving as you are.

[Cut to - the kitchen. Niles is cooking, Freddie gets the ice cream out.]

Niles: So, you going to go to that banquet tonight, Freddie?
Freddie: I don't think so. It'll just be a bunch of people saying bad
stuff about me.
Niles: None of which is true.
Freddie: But they think it is.

[Niles gets a scoop and bowl for Freddie.]

Freddie: Uncle Niles, is it true that you walked out on the last word
of the National Bee?
Niles: Now, where did you hear that?
Freddie: Dad and Grandpa. They said you were one of the best.
Niles: Well, they exaggerate.
Freddie: They said you were just as good as somebody named Karek.
Niles: "Just as good"? Funny. Anyway, the story is true. I never
talked about it before, but I will. Since you also have the
gift. Have a seat.

[They sit down on the kitchen stools.]

Niles: I was a little younger than you. I'd been winning numerous
competitions, but I was obsessed with one thing and one thing
only: the National Championship. The time finally came and
there I was, standing on that stage, waiting for the judge
to say the final word, and suddenly it happened. It all
clicked. All the rules, "i before e", assimilations,
etymologies, they all became one. And then, became nothing.
In that moment, I realized there was no word I couldn't
spell. Competitions didn't matter anymore because I was one
with the higher truth that is spelling. So when the judge
said that last word, I just walked away.
Freddie: Didn't you care what people said?
Niles: Oh, people said a lot of things that weren't true. "He
didn't know the word." "He was scared." "Mafia this..."
No, it didn't bother me. Because they couldn't take away
what I knew in my heart. You know how to spell, and it
doesn't matter what anybody else thinks.

[Freddie starts walking out.]

Niles: Hey, hey, don't you want your ice cream?
Freddie: No, I have a banquet to go to.

[He exits. Fade out.]

Scene 2 - The Championship Hall

[Fade in. Freddie, Frasier and Niles come in and walk to their table.
Amanda is there.]

Frasier: Ah, here we are.
Freddie: Hi, Amanda.

[She walks away without saying anything.]

Frasier: Never mind her, Freddie. It's her problem, not yours. You
didn't do anything wrong.
Freddie: I know. Neither did you. Excuse me.

[He gets up and walks out as Dr. Gaston steps to the podium.]

Gaston: Good evening. I'd like to take this opportunity to welcome
you to this year's annual Spell-abration. Because of the
irregularities with this year's event, this gathering has been
renamed "The Unity Dinner" and is in honor of all the
finalists.

[There is polite applause, but Frasier looks shocked and leans across
to Niles.]

Frasier: What the hell is that supposed to mean? "Irregularities"?
Niles: Frasier, Frasier, let it go.

[John Clayton comes up.]

John: Crane, no hard feelings.

[He offers his hand and Frasier shakes it.]

Frasier: No feelings at all.
John: Now, don't be like that. You're not the first person tempted
to get around the rules, you just got caught.
Frasier: I did not "get caught".
John: Well, cameras never lie and cheaters never prosper.
Frasier: [rising] And you never shut up!
Niles: [getting up] Frasier, Frasier, try to follow Frederick's
example and carry ourselves with dignity.

[A security guard comes in, dragging Freddie and Warren along.
Frasier, Niles and John hurry over.]

Guard: Where are your parents?
Niles: Freddie?
Frasier: What's going on?
Guard: I caught these two fighting in the men's room.
Warren: He punched me.
Frasier: Is this true?
Freddie: He deserved it!
Niles: Why'd you do it, Freddie?
Freddie: He called my dad a cheater!
Frasier: You were defending me?
Niles: Where's your blazer?
Freddie: It's in the bathroom.
Niles: Oh, dear. If it's touched the floor, we'll have to destroy
it.

[He heads off.]

Frasier: Freddie, I want you to apologize to Warren right now.
John: Yes, and Warren, you apologize too. Being a name-caller's
almost as bad as being a cheater.
Frasier: I am NOT a cheater! You are a thief. My son is the true
champion.
Warren: Yeah, when your dad's here to help you.
Freddie: Hey, I can out spell you anytime, anyplace!
Warren: Oh yeah? How 'bout right now?!
John: Hold on Son, we don't have to prove anything.
Freddie: I can take you in five words!
Warren: Okay, you're on! For the trophy!
John: Hey, we already have the trophy. Crane, why don't you talk
some sense into your boy, there?
Frasier: Freddie...
Freddie: Dad, I want to spell.
Frasier: What's the matter, John? You scared?

[There is a murmur in the crowd.]

John: For the trophy!
Gaston: We have already selected an official winner. If you'd like
to brawl, take it someplace else.
John: Let's take it outside!
Frasier: To the streets!

[Everyone rushes out. Fade to - the alley behind the hall.]

Frasier: Sudden death, Scrips-Howard rules!
John: Bring it on!

[Niles comes out the door.]

Niles: People, stop please! Look at yourselves. This is wrong.
What are words, after all, but a way to communicate, to bring
us together? But you, you're using them as weapons! Now,
we still have an opportunity to walk away from here as
winners, and wouldn't that be the greatest Spell-abration of
all?
Frasier: He's right, Son, let's go home.

[They turn and head for the door with Niles.]

John: Yeah, we're all winners. Except for the two cheaters!

[The Crane boys stop, then collect themselves and continue.]

Warren: Hey, you know how to spell "loser"? C-R-A-N-E.

[Again, the Cranes halt a moment, then keep going.]

John: You don't have to worry about ever seeing him again, Son.
Chances are he'll end up in a state school.

[Freddie, Frasier and Niles whirl around, rage on their faces.]

Niles: How DARE you! [to Freddie] Can you take him?
Freddie: Yeah!
Niles: Then spell his ass off!

[They rush back to the middle. Frasier grabs the dictionary from a
bystander. Fade out.]

Credits:

Freddie is holding the trophy. The other competitors are
congratulating him. Amanda comes up and gives him kiss. Niles
congratulates him and Freddie offers his uncle the trophy. Niles
declines, so Freddie tosses it in a trash can. They head in, then
Frasier hurries back out and recovers the trophy, going back inside
with it. Fade out.