[
last lines]
Frasier:
Wish me luck.
[
to Niles and Daphne's baby son]
Martin Crane:
Hey, David, remember me? I'm your grandpa.
Ronee Lawrence:
Yes, and I'm your... Sorry, I just, I can't say it yet.
Frasier:
"It may be that the gulfs will wash us down, It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, and though We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are."
[
dissolve to Frasier's final broadcast]
Frasier:
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will, To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield." I've been thinking about that poem a lot lately. And I think what it says is that, while it's tempting to play it safe, the more we're willing to risk, the more alive we are. In the end, what we regret most are the chances we never took. And I hope that explains a little this journey on which I'm about to embark. I have loved every minute with my KACL family and all of you. For eleven years you have heard me say, "I'm listening." Well, you were listening too. And for that I am eternally grateful. Goodnight, Seattle.
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