All language subtitles for Dr. Ken - 02x18 - Allison Finds a Lump.AVS.English.C.edit.Addic7ed.com

Hey, Dave.

How's learning your lines going?

Lines are fine.

What I have a problem with
is the glaring plot holes

and character inconsistencies
of this wackadoodle story.

Of "Peter Pan"?

To fly, all you need is fairy dust?

Not thrust or lift? Fairy dust.

Ugh. I loathe children's theater.

Such a shallow talent pool.

Plus, Ms. Gibbons always
wildly miscasts her productions.

I mean, Dave playing a
boy who never grew up?

We're out of Metamucil!

Hey, Mol. You feeling all right?

Why are you rubbing your neck?

It kind of hurts.

- Do you have a headache?
- A little.

Are the lights bothering you?!

Ken, please don't do that thing

where you assume the
worst-case scenario.

I am quite confident
you have meningitis.

I feel like I teed that up.

You have the classic meningeal symptoms.

Oh, my God. I can't go on
without children, Molly!

Hello? I'm still here.

Dad, settle. I don't have meningitis.

- Then why are you sneezing?
- Allergies.

- And the headache?
- From the sneezing.

- Light sensitivity?
- I just woke up from a nap.

Neck pain?

My nap was on the bad couch.

Whew! Thank God we caught it early.

Get a load of this.

They taught a chicken
to play tic-tac-toe.

A chicken, Allison!

What's wrong?

After my shower, I did a
self-exam on my breasts,

and I found a lump.

- A lump?
- Mm-hmm.

Where? W-W-When did you find it?

Ken, I don't know.

I just feel something on my left side.

Okay. That's... great you found it.

Yeah, plus most of the
time, lumps are benign.

It's like over 80%.

But, Allison, you know
those numbers change

when there's a family
history like yours.

Like, your grandma, your aunt.

Ken, you're stressing me out

over something that might be nothing.

You're right. I'll be right back.

Okay, you're right.

We don't know anything yet.

I'm not gonna spiral.
Here's what we're gonna do.

We're gonna make an appointment
with your doctor A.S.A.P.

I'll call first thing in the morning.

Everything's gonna be fine.

Until then, we're going
to distract ourselves

by learning about very
smart farm animals.

That sounds like a great plan.

Good.

"His name was Charlie,

and he was the cleverest
chicken in the coop.

But Charlie had bigger dreams... "

Hey, Dad, can I use
your med-school books?

A boy who never grows up...

I need to understand how
that medically checks out.

Isn't it amazing how this guy
throws himself into a role?

That's why he's always working.

So, have you called to
make your appointment?

Not yet. I'm going to as
soon as I get into the office.

Want to just do it now?
The sooner, the better.

Don't worry. I-I'll call...

as soon as I finish...
packing my bag for work.

Can't forget this.

Look, it's okay to be scared
to confront this, but...

you have to make the appointment, okay?

- I will.
- Okay.

Oh, it's ringing. See you at work.

Oh, wait. What...

Hello. Dr. Chamberlain's office.

Oh, hi. This is, uh,
Allison Park, and I...

Not quite sure how to say this.

Uh, I found a lump in my breast
and need to make an appointment.

I see. Let me put you on hold
so I can pull up the calendar.

Okay, when would you like to come in?

Uh, tomorrow or the next day maybe.

Let me see what we have.

I'm just gonna place
you on a quick hold.

Oh, wait, wait. I really
don't want to be put on...

Unfortunately, the doctor is
on vacation the next few days.

Come on. Where could he be on vacation?

Let me check for you.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no! That was...

Ugh. You kidding me?!

Aruba. He's learning to scuba dive.

Cool, cool.

Can you just give me the
next available appointment?

Okay, you're set for two
weeks from tomorrow at 3:00.

Great. Thank you. Bye. Bye, bye, bye.

Hey, Clark, could help audit
my dating-profile photos?

You know, since Megan and I split up,

I've decided to, you know,
give telephone dating a chance.

- These are great pictures of you, Pat.
- Ah.

I didn't know you
knew how to hang glide.

I don't.

But I know how to Photoshop.

- You can't use fake pictures, Pat.
- Why not?

I mean, if I use pictures
of a typical weekend,

it would just be me posting
negative Yelp reviews

of restaurants who wouldn't
take a reservation for one.

And I really want to do all
these things, so, you know,

I don't think of them so much
as lies, as photos of my future.

You want to have a pet tiger?

More than anything.

I mean, why does dating have
to be so complicated these days?

Damona, you're lucky
you're currently entangled,

if just to avoid all this nonsense.

Ohh...

A certain tattooed lady wants to chat.

Oh, she hang glides. We
have so much in common.

- Uh, hey, Damona.
- Yeah.

You've been doing such great work.

I wanted to give you a pineapple.

Thanks?

I don't get a pineapple?

Hey, did you make that appointment?

I did. It's in two weeks.

Two weeks? That's too far out.

I mean, I come in early. I stay late.

But do I get a pineapple? No.

I know, but my doctor's on a
scuba-diving vacation in Aruba,

and I didn't know what else to do.

She knows I like fruit.

You can see a different doctor, Allison.

Patients need to advocate for
themselves. Let me help you.

You're right. Thanks, Ken.

Hey, I'm gonna make you
an earlier appointment

even if it means calling
in fake shark attacks

all over Aruba to smoke
your doctor out of there.

Hey. Any luck with the appointment?

No. It's like every surgeon's

either fully booked or out of town.

Mostly in Aruba, too.

Apparently, it's sting-ray
mating season down there.

Hey. What's going on?

Oh, it's nothing. We're
just talking about...

Ken, it's okay.

You sure?

I want them to know.

Hey, everyone! My wife
wants you to know something!

Thanks, Ken. Smooth as ever.

Uh, just to put it out there, uh...

I found a lump yesterday.

- Oh, I'm so sorry.
- What can we do?

Well, I'm having trouble

getting an appointment with a surgeon.

Oh, of course. We could help with that.

Yeah, a-and take as much
time with this as you need.

Thanks, guys.

Hopefully, it'll... it'll
turn out to be nothing.

I just wanted to let everyone
know what was going on.

Well, here's something
else that's going on.

Hug coming in right now.

Come here.

- Ooh.
- Thanks, Clark.

Yeah, so, this is a group hug.
Can we all get in here please?

Thanks, everyone.

Who are you?

I'm Carl.

Thanks, Carl.

Why do we have to come

to Welltopia's most humorless doctor?

Okay, yes, Dr. O'Sullivan
sucks as a person,

a co-worker, and recycler,

but he's a great doctor...

and the only guy we
could get on short notice.

I know. And early detection is key.

I just wish he wasn't such a turd.

Gosh, why does this
have to be happening now?

I've got so much going
on. I'm slammed at work.

Dave's play is in two days,

and I still haven't
made the costume. Plus...

Honey, honey, everything's
gonna get done.

I'll take over all the play
stuff, including the costume.

Thanks.

Of course. We're in this together.

You know, it's... it's like
this sculpture over here.

You know, you press down on one side,

the other responds
and picks up the slack.

Oh. That got... That got away from me.

Um...

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Oh, no bigs.

Just sitting here, waiting,
looking, not touching.

Thanks again for seeing
us. We really appreciate it.

So, what's the verdict?

Unfortunately, the ultrasound shows

a solid mass highly
suspicious for malignancy,

and full excision is warranted.

So there's a good chance

this is cancer and we...
we have to remove it?

I'm afraid so.

Wow. This is actually happening.

So, we need to schedule the procedure.

W-When can you put us on the books?

And, FYI, there's been
tsunami warnings in Aruba,

and if you think for one second...

I've already opened the spot...
tomorrow during my lunch break

if that's okay with you, Allison.

Thank you so much. I
really appreciate it.

Afterwards, it'll take about 24 hours

to get the results back.

Oh, man.

Any chance you could put me

in a medically induced coma
until the results are in?

No.

That's not a safe or reasonable request.

I understand the wait's tough.

Try to distract yourself
with something you enjoy.

Agreed. We have this whole
chicken tic-tac-toe situation

that's pretty therapeutic.

Thank you, Doctor.

We'll see you tomorrow.

Hey, there, Mol. I'm
making dinner tonight.

In the mood for anything?

Okay, Dad. What's going on?

Uh, men can make
dinner, Molly. It's 2015.

It's 2017, but that's not
what I'm talking about.

I overheard Mom on the phone.

Does she have cancer?

Um...

We don't know yet, sweetie,

which is why we haven't
told you anything.

She found a suspicious lump,
and today we had it removed.

We get the biopsy results
tomorrow, but until then...

Until then, we don't know.

Yeah.

Dad...

I'm scared.

No, it's okay. I-I'm scared, too.

And just... just know that it's okay

to process these fears however you want.

Would you like to rip some
hand towels in half, sweetie?

No.

Okay, no judgment.

Look, the best thing for us to do

is to be strong and
help her rest and relax.

Is there anything I can do to help you?

Actually, could you drive
Dave to his play tonight?

I mean, I already finished his costume,

but I'm not sure Mom will
have the energy to go.

You got it.

Hey. Hey.

It'll be okay.

Okay.

Hey, uh, has anyone heard
anything about Allison's biopsy?

Yeah, Ken said it went fine.
They're just waiting to hear.

Man, this sucks.

Uh, stuff like this reminds
you how short life is.

- Totally.
- And yet we never get around

to doing the things we really
want to, like traveling.

Or I keep saying that I'm-a
learn how to play tennis

so I can play with my
dad, but I never do it.

Uh, that's it.

This weekend, I'm taking
hang-gliding lessons.

- Bam!
- Way to go, Pat!

Yep. Caution and me... to the wind.

Hey, Allison. I made you meatloaf.

And if that's too heavy,
I also made spaghetti,

Cobb salad, and even sushi,

but it's basically rice
and cucumber just balled up.

What are you looking at?

I've spent the last four hours

Googling all things related
to breast cancer, tumors,

and, in an odd rabbit-hole detour,

how to escape if you've been kidnapped

but still have your shoelaces.

O-Kay, you're spiraling.
I'm just gonna take this.

I'm learning about zip ties!

Allison, why are you filling
your head with that stuff?

You should be resting.

I know. But my mind is just racing.

Why does it take so long
to find out the results?

What if I do get sick?

Then you have to take care of the kids.

No. Allison, don't go there.

Promise me you're not
thinking about that, okay?

- But I am thinking about it.
- No.

I even started typing out instructions

on where everything is in the house

and how to raise the children.

No, uh, stop. Allison,
I don't... I can't hear...

No, Ken, I-I need to say this.

I started typing, but I stopped

because I realized you don't need it.

You've been so strong through all this

that... that I know
regardless of what happens,

you and the kids will be fine.

Thank you for making this all about me.

So, let's get you some food.

What's in the meatloaf?

Grapes. Is that wrong?

This wait is just driving me crazy.

Well, Dave's play starts in
an hour if you're up for it.

Though, children's
theater isn't much better

than waiting to find
out if you have cancer.

Ken!

Come on. You know I'm right.

Half the kids are mumbling their lines.

The other half are saying
their lines like this!

It's like, "Hey, kids,
ever heard of nuance?"

No, they have not.

Let's go to the play.

I don't want to miss anything.

Um, you want me to pack up
some of this food for you?

Um...

Maybe we'll just grab
something on the way.

- I love you.
- I love you.

Hey.

What are you guys doing here?

Molly wasn't sure you'd feel up to it,

and she wanted to make sure
that Dave had some people here.

Wow. That's so sweet.

Well, speak for yourself.

I was drawn in by a blurb
in the Calabasas Trumpet.

So far, the Lost Boys were...

Oh, w-we know the story, sweetie.

Not this version.

Dave has made some interesting choices.

Nice job on the costume.

I said I'd make it. I
didn't say it would fit.

Also, I broke the sewing machine.

They say I'm a boy who never grows up.

But I have announcement. That's a lie!

I'm actually a 22-year-old
man with hypoplastic kidneys...

a disorder which can
result in small stature.

Now that that's fully explained...

hit it, Barb.

♪ Ooh ♪

If I stay a boy, I'll be safe.

I'll hide away in a magical place.

♪ Ooh ♪

But even here in Neverland,

danger's always close at hand.

So you must be strong

or at least try...

♪ To believe that you can fl-y-y-y ♪

Ohh!

Ohh!

Aah!

Oh!

Aaaaah!

Uh-oh.

This is what happens when you
only use fairy dust to fly.

I need thrust, people!

Whoo!

I'm so glad we came.

Did you see that news about Russia?

No. What?

I don't know. I just saw a headline.

I was hoping you could explain it to me.

Okay.

The results are in.

The good news is...

you don't have cancer.

Um...

Okay, so, what's the bad news?

There isn't any. Why would you ask that?

This is such a relief.
S-So, what was the lump?

It was an LCIS, or
lobular carcinoma in situ.

It's an area of abnormal cell
growth that isn't cancer itself

but can increase the risk
of cancer later in life.

But we removed all of it,

and you don't need
any further treatment.

Just keep a close eye on it,
and get your annual mammograms.

I will.

Thank you so much, Doctor.
You've been amazing.

I couldn't have gotten
through it without you.

Yes, thank you so much, Dr. O'Sullivan.

You really weren't our first choice,

but you surprised us with how
kind and wonderful you were!

Excuse me?

He just means "Thank you."

- Come on, Ken.
- Okay.

Oh, you put that back together.

No, no, no.

What the... ?

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Pat! Oh, Pat! Thank you!

This really means a lot!

Uh, this week just reminded me

that life's too short to
not go after what you want.

This is just... thank you, Pat.

I really a...

Pat, God!

You had to go and mess everything up.

I'm sorry. I just thought...

Mnh.

Well, Dennis at the school paper

sure is dragging his
heels on reviewing my play.

What's he waiting for?

Don't worry. You were great, sweetie.

Yeah, you definitely stole the show.

You don't have to tell me. I
saw you guys from the stage.

You were laughing, you were crying.

I'm a star!

Well?

I-I'm fine. It's not...

Ohh.

I feel like I'm missing
some key information,

but I'm gonna get in on this, too.

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