Martin shook his head, heading for the kitchen. "I’m gonna go watch the game. I don't need subtitles to know when someone drops the ball."
Frasier Crane sat in his favorite Eames lounge chair, the rainy Seattle skyline blurring behind the glass of his Elliott Bay Towers apartment. On his lap sat a sleek MacBook, its screen glowing with the interface of a popular subtitle database. Frasier (1993) podnapisi
Martin walked into the room, Eddie trotting at his heels. "What are you two yapping about now? Metadata? Is that a new kind of bran?" Martin shook his head, heading for the kitchen
"A Herculean task," Niles admitted, finally setting the wine down. "How does one translate 'Sherry, Niles?' into a language that likely prefers slivovitz?" On his lap sat a sleek MacBook, its
Niles wandered over, peering over his brother's shoulder. "I see. And you’re looking for 'Frasier (1993)' specifically? I wasn't aware our lives had been digitized into a sitcom format for the masses."
Niles tapped a key on the laptop. "Look here, Frasier. A user named 'KACL_Fan_99' has uploaded a new file for 'The Innkeepers.' He’s annotated the wine list mentioned in the kitchen scene."