Frasier1993

Bebe:
[Early morning. Bebe is asleep on the couch. Daphne, in her robe, slowly creeps into the room with a pack of cigarettes in her hand. She quietly opens the balcony door. Bebe stays asleep as Daphne puts a cigarette to her lips. However, the sound of her striking a match wakes Bebe in an instant. She tiptoes over to the balcony door] You're up early, Miss Moon!

Daphne:
God, you startled me!

[laughs]

Daphne:
Ever since your little speech about smoking, I haven't been able to think about anything else. Please, don't mention this to Dr. Crane.

Bebe:
Silence has its price, dear. And I think we both know what that is.

Daphne:
Forget it! You can't make me give you one of these.

Bebe:
Oh, can't I?

[She slams the balcony door shut, locking Daphne out]

Daphne:
You open up right now!

Bebe:
All right, missy, here's the drill! You drop those cigarettes, I'll open the door, you kick 'em over to me... capiche?

Daphne:
No!

[She runs to the other door; it's locked]

Bebe:
[evil] Oh, is it cold outside?

Daphne:
All right, you asked for it!

[She takes the packet and holds it over the balcony]

Bebe:
No, no! Please, I beg you.

Daphne:
Oh, oh no. My fingers are getting weak! Oh, I'm losing me grip!

Bebe:
Stop, please! I'll give you anything you want. I'll make you a star!

[opens door]

Frasier:
[enters] What the hell's going on out here?

Bebe:
[childish brat voice] Daphne was smoking!

Daphne:
She made me!