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Mrs. Mulhern : You little whore!
Dr. Nora Fairchild : Mother!... .
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Roz Doyle : This isn't over between us. If you want to, I'll take this out on the street.
Dr. Nora Fairchild : That would hardly be fair. You'd have the home field advantage.
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Dr. Nora Fairchild : Denise, when you have a tumor, what do you do? Do you sit it down and say, "Hey, tumor, let's get along, ok?" No, you take a knife and cut it out! Well, Denise, your mother is a tumor. My heart bleeds for you, because I have been there, and I know how hard it is to look at your own mother's face and say, "Bye-bye, you toxic harpy! You're not hurting me again!" But that is what you have to do.
Denise : I think maybe you're right.
Dr. Nora Fairchild : I'm always right.
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George : We have Frasier Crane on line one.
Dr. Nora Fairchild : Frasier, you want to yell at me for that last call?
Dr. Frasier Crane : No, although I do believe that a gifted therapist can help two people put aside their anger and heal the differences between them.
Dr. Nora Fairchild : Blah, blah, blah.
Dr. Frasier Crane : I have someone here with me today, someone you haven't seen for quite a while. There's something she'd like to tell you, something she's wanted to tell you for a long, long time.
[Roz shows Mrs. Mulhern in]
Dr. Frasier Crane : Mrs. Mulhern?
Mrs. Mulhern : [to Dr Nora] You little whore!
Dr. Nora Fairchild : Mother!
Mrs. Mulhern : So, you thought you could get away from me, did you? Thought you could leave me to rot in that dump without barely enough cash for a bottle of Mateuse. You'll pay for that, missy!
Roz Doyle : [jumping for joy] I was wrong, Frasier! Your way IS better!
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Dr. Frasier Crane : I have just one question...
Roz Doyle : What kind of vicious, judgmental, name-calling, machete-mouth bitch are you?
Dr. Frasier Crane : I was going for the less feisty version.
Roz Doyle : I heard what you said to that single mother yesterday. For your information, I happen to be a single mom too.
Dr. Nora Fairchild : That doesn't surprise me after watching you pounce on poor George like a Kodiak bear on a salmon.
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Dr. Nora Fairchild : Listen to me! You should be shunning this woman, not rewarding her with gifts! A baby shower for an unwed mother? Now I've heard it all. Who's next?
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Dr. Nora Fairchild : Save it. Whatever it is, I've already heard it. "Dr. Nora is mean, Dr. Nora hurts people's feelings." Well, too bad. I'm not here to coddle people, I'm here to help them.
Dr. Frasier Crane : Oh, really? And just how were you helping that poor, confused bisexual woman by calling her an "equal-opportunity slut?"
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Dr. Nora Fairchild : Denise, I want you to ignore everything Dr. Crane just told you. I know a lot more about mothers that he does, and here is fact #1: They don't change. Cut this woman out of your life.
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Dr. Nora Fairchild : I knew that you hated me, but I just can't believe you could be so cruel!
Dr. Frasier Crane : I was trying to help! She seemed delightful on the phone.
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Mrs. Mulhern : Yes, you're Little Miss Perfect now, aren't you? Telling everybody else how wicked they are! They should hear about YOUR past!
Dr. Frasier Crane : Mrs. Mulhern, please!
Mrs. Mulhern : The shame you brought on me, you ungrateful tramp!
Dr. Nora Fairchild : Mother, please, I'm a good girl now.
Mrs. Mulhern : How you were paid... paid to leave town, by that nice boy's family.
Dr. Frasier Crane : For God's sake, Nora, go to commercial!
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Dr. Nora Fairchild : Alright, let's get right to our first caller. Whom do we have?
George : We have Jenny from Tacoma on line one.
Dr. Nora Fairchild : Hello Jenny, I'm Dr. Nora and I'm here to help.
Jenny : Hi Dr. Nora, my boyfriend and I have been living together for about two years.
Dr. Nora Fairchild : Are you having sex?
Jenny : Our sex life's not the problem, Miss, it's great, but whenever I mention marriage he changes the subject. Do you think that he's afraid of commitment?
Dr. Nora Fairchild : No, that's not it. Let me help you see this from a different perspective: you're a whore, Jenny.
Jenny : [gasps] Huh?
Dr. Nora Fairchild : You're sleeping with a man you're not married to, in my book that's a whore.
Jenny : Well I'm- I'm not a whore! I'm a flight attendant!
Dr. Nora Fairchild : Oh, you think there's no overlap?
[she laughs smugly]
Roz Doyle : [listening from the hall] Well, she's got her jitters under control.
Dr. Nora Fairchild : Wake up, Jenny, you have blown it. Dump this creep. Find a new guy and until you're Mrs. New Guy you keep those knees together, okay? Staple 'em! I don't care if you have to hop to the altar!
[she laughs again]
Dr. Nora Fairchild : God bless, honey! Who's next?
