TEXT: ACT ONE Scene One - Radio Station. Roz is working in her booth as Frasier enters. He is soaked to the skin by the heavy rain and his umbrella is blown out of shape. Frasier: Look at this! My so called "wind proof" umbrella. He struggles to close the umbrella but, failing, throws it away on the floor in the corridor. Frasier: I might as well use one of those little paper ones they put in Polynesian drinks! Roz: I've got a big collection of those; they remind me of wonderful evenings that I can't remember. You know, I've got some requests here for some personal appearances. City College wants you to lecture... Frasier: Fine, just tell me the date. Roz: Okay. St. Bartholomew's Hospital wants you to emcee their annual benefit. Frasier: Pass. Roz: What, you're turning down a hospital? Frasier: Yes. Roz scowls at him. Frasier: [without even looking at Roz] Don't look at me that way. Roz: Hey, I'm with you, I hate the way those whiny sick people are always nagging you for things. "I want a magazine, I want a kidney!" Frasier: Roz, I have as much sympathy for sick people as you do, which is why I said yes when they asked me to appear last year. I bought an Armani tuxedo, spent a week working on my speech, postponed a trip to go see Frederick; then on the morning of the dinner they called me, told me they didn't need me because their first choice had become available: the irrepressible Kathie Lee Gifford! Frasier and Roz enter the other booth. Roz: God, way to hold a grudge! Frasier: This is not about spite. This is about dignity. Dignity is a rare and fragile thing. Any other requests? Roz: Yeah, the Teenage Seattle pageant wants you to be a judge. Frasier: Oh, I'll do that. Roz: [looks at him] That's
SUMMARY:
When Frasier makes a disparaging remark about Seattle's weather, he offends his listeners. His attempt to remedy the situation by speaking at a charity dinner makes things worse.