Act One.

I HATE FRASIER CRANE


Scene One - Frasier's Apartment.
It's the early evening. Frasier is playing a tune on the piano,
Martin is looking through some old police work, and Daphne is
busying herself in the kitchen. Frasier turns round to find Eddie
staring at him.

Frasier: Dad, he's doing it again! Must this dog stare at me all the time?
Martin: I don't know. Eddie - must ya? [Eddie carries on staring]
Apparently he must.
Frasier: [to Eddie:] What is so fascinating about me? What is it?
Do you imagine I am a large piece of kibble? Am I some
sort of canine enigma? Think about it, get back to me.

Daphne enters carrying a tray of food.

Daphne: Here we are, gents, dinner's up. [to Martin:] Can I give you
a hand clearing up your papers?
Martin: No, you better let me. I need to keep these in a particular
order.
Daphne: What is all this, anyway?
Martin: Oh, it's an old case of mine from the police force - the
"Weeping Lotus" murder.
Frasier: Dad, I can't believe you're still trotting this old thing up.
He's been trying to solve this case for twenty years.
Martin: Yeah, and I'm not stopping until I do solve it. You adopt
certain instincts when you're a cop. And my instinct tells
me that this case can be cracked. There just must be one
small thing I keep overlooking. [tidies papers]
Frasier: There is - who the murderer was. [laughs]
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