The regulars of the Boston bar Cheers share their experiences and lives with each other while drinking or working at the bar where everybody knows your name.
blame.wav Frasier: How could I have been so blind? Lilith: Don’t blame yourself. Diane: That’s right. You can’t blame anyone in these situations. Carla: He could blame you.
carla1.wav Carla: I cannot let any man touch me, talk to me or see me or I’ll be shootin’ out kids like a Pez dispenser.
carla2.wav Carla: Frasier you’re brilliant. That is one of the most brilliant ideas you’ve ever had. And, you’ve had a lot of brilliant ideas. Frasier: Thank you, Carla. Carla: See, Woody, it works. Bonehead bought it.
cheer1st.wav Diane: Hello… Sam?… Are you Sam? Sam: Yes. Diane: Yes, he’s here. Someone named Vicky. Sam: No no no no no.
chess2.wav Frasier: Woody, you must be an idiot savant. Woody: Yeah, but I cover for it by smiling a lot.
cliff1.wav Cliff: I’m ashamed God made me a man. Carla: I don’t think God is doing a lot of bragging about it, either.
coach1.wav Coach: What I’d do was, I’d get up there and lean my body into a pitch. Well, sometimes I took one in the old melon. I really became a master. Here, try to miss me. Dianne: I’m not going to get it anywhere near him. Sam: That’s the whole point… Dianne: [gasps] Coach: On my way to first!
coach2.wav Coach: The damndest thing, I’ve been shivering all the way over here. Dianne: Coach, you don’t have a coat on. It’s thirty degrees outside. Coach: Oh, thank God, I thought I had malaria.
coach3.wav Dianne: Coach, what do you do when you are so furious you just have to do something. Coach: I know you’d think it’s kinda crazy, but I bang my head on the bar. Dianne: Sounds crazy to me but it might do me a lot of good right now. Coach: Okay [starts banging his head on the bar]
coach4.wav Coach: Cheers. Yeah, just a second. Is there an Ernie Patchesel here? Sam: That’s you, Coach. Coach: Speaking.
dog.wav Sam: Hey, what’s happening, Norm. Norm: It’s a dog eat dog world, Sammy, and I’m wearing MilkBone underwear.
frost.wav Woody: Mr. Peterson, Jack Frost nipping at your nose? Norm: Yep. Now let’s get Mr. Beer nipping at my liver.
going_on.wav Woody: What’s going on, Mr. Peterson? Norm: Let’s talk about what’s going in Mr. Peterson.
johnhill.wav Sam: I think that’s everybody. Hill: Sam… Sam: Well, almost everybody. Hill: Well, Sam, I see you monkeys have discovered fire. Would you like to come upstairs and see the damage at Melville’s? Sam: Sure. It might even cheer me up.
norm1.wav Group: NORM!
norm-dog.wav Norm: It’s a dog-eat-dog world and I’m wearing Milk Bone underwear
normwomn.wav Norm: Women: You can’t live with ’em… pass the beer nuts.
norm2.wav Sam: What are you up to, Norm? Norm: My ideal weight… if I were eleven feet tall.