All language subtitles for S10E17 (Kenny on the Couch)_Arabic Subtitle

Well, I think we've got time
for one last caller.

Go ahead, Mindy, I'm listening.

MINDY:
It's about my mother, Dr. Crane.

Ever since I got married,
she's been...

Yes,
the cashmere turtleneck is $39.

Excuse me, what?

MINDY:
Sorry, I work in a catalogue sales,

and my boss just walked past.
So, anyway, my mom...

Yes, it's on sale
until the end of the month.

- Mindy, we are pressed for time.
- Hold on, Frasier.

Cashmere for under 40 bucks?

I'll take one in black.

In medium.

Wait, is that "medium" medium
or unrealistic-anorexic-model medium?

MINDY: It sounds like
you might wanna go for the large.

- Oh, really?
FRASIER: And that's our show.

Uh, ha. What size will Roz order?

Will she accessorize?

Tune in tomorrow
for the exciting conclusion.

Good day, Seattle.

Dynamite show, doc.
One of your best.

Rozalinda,
great work on the control panel.

I'm gonna start
calling you Control Freak.

ROZ:
Ah.

Well, you're probably wondering.
Who put a quarter in him today?

- Yeah.
- Just got a call from my lawyer.

My divorce? Final.

- Oh.
- I'm back to my tomcat days.

Lock up your daughters, Seattle.
Kenny Daly's on the loose.

You might wanna lose
the wedding ring, tomcat.

Oh, yeah.
Time to remove my shackle.

Well, that's weird.

Oh, that's really stuck.

It's funny, that's how my wife
described our marriage.

Stuck.

Well, you're not stuck anymore,
are you?

Oh, damn it.

Kenny, Kenny, come on, come on.

Come and sit down. All right, here.

Now, take a deep breath.

I'm sorry.
This thing's hit me like a ton of bricks.

The only good news is
I'll start getting a cheque every month.

Kenny, um,

divorce can be one of life's
most difficult transitions.

Have you considered seeing
a professional once or twice a week?

I thought about it,
but prostitutes are expensive.

He means a psychiatrist, Kenny.

That is what you meant, right?

A shrink? Oh, jeez, Louise.

I don't think I'd be comfortable
talking to a psychiatrist.

I'm a psychiatrist.
You're comfortable talking to me.

- Are you offering to be my shrink?
- Uh. No.

- No, I could probably handle that.
- I was going to refer you to someone.

- Well, can't you help him, Frasier?
- Well, I... I don't know, Roz.

Giving psychotherapy
to my employer?

It's a bit of a... A grey area, isn't it?

Oh, come on.
It's not like he's a real boss.

Yeah, Roz is right.

Oh, come on, doc,
I could use a little help.

Well, I... I suppose if you'd like
to stop by my place and...

And discuss your feelings informally,
there'd be no harm in that.

- Thanks, doc.
- Ha-ha-ha.

- And I'm paying you for your time.
- Oh, no, that's hardly necessary...

No, no, I insist.
Now, what do you get?

Kenny, don't worry about it.
I'll gladly do it for free.

What do you say
we get together Friday night?

Thanks, doc.

I wish my ex-wife
was as agreeable as you.

And dead.

Okay, maybe tonight's better.

And the one time I was winning,

my dad "accidentally" knocked over
the checkerboard.

He made me pick up
all the pieces too.

Fortunately, my mom was there
with an extra piece of cake.

I see.

A controlling narcissistic father
and an overprotective mother.

It has all the earmarks
of a classic Oedipus complex.

Well, well.

Old friend, we meet again.

Now, let me tell you, your deep-rooted
feelings of castration are...

I'm afraid our time is up.

Wait, what?

This has been fascinating.

I believe we are finally on the brink

of discovering a road
into some real insights.

I can't tell you,
I believe I'm as exhilarated as you are.

- Ha-ha-ha.
- Yeah.

When are we gonna talk
about my divorce?

You may not know it, Kenny,
but we already are.

Now, for our next session,

I want you to write a letter
telling your father how you feel.

Don't send it. Just write it.

Homework? You never said
there was gonna be any homework.

It's all part of the process.
Good night, Kenny.

But I...

Jeez, I thought that'd never end.

Dad, how long
have you been in there?

The whole damn time.

I went in for a beer,
and Kenny came in and started crying,

and I was trapped.

So how was talking about chequers

supposed to help him
through a divorce?

Dad, the inability
to maintain adult relationships

often has its roots
in parent-child trauma.

What's your generation gonna do
when we're all gone

and there's no one left to blame?

I really can't tell you how exciting it is
to roll up my sleeves again

and delve into someone's psyche.

I don't even know where to begin.

Although,
I do think it's particularly salient

that the father never showed
any interest in the things

that were most important to his son.

Sounds good, Fras. Bye.

Oh, hey, Martin.

Oh, hi, Kenny.
I didn't know you were here.

- How's it going?
- Okay, I guess.

I have
an emotionally crippled father.

You don't say.

- So where are you headed?
- Uh, gonna grab a beer at McGinty's.

Really?

Well, I'm sure dehydrated
after all that crying.

You don't say.

You mind if I tag along with you?

- Sure, why not?
- Oh, thanks, Martin.

I really appreciate it.

I bet you were a great dad.

Oh, jeez.

If you wanna learn yoga,

why do we need
some fancy private teacher?

There are classes
we could take together down at the Y.

Yes, and afterwards,

there are anti-fungal lotions
we can use together too.

Just give Ahmrit a chance.

If we don't achieve
physical and spiritual harmony,

the second lesson's free.

Oh, hello, you two.

- Hey, Frasier.
- Hi.

- Freud, Bettelheim.
- Yeah.

- Jung?
- Ha-ha-ha.

Someone's playing
with the big boys.

Ha, ha, yes. Well, it's for my patient.

Are you seeing patients again?

Well, just this one
for the last three weeks.

Very challenging case too.

The man has father issues,

any number of neuroses
and a phobia or two.

Sounds to me
like you've hit the crackpot.

I'm sorry,
I heard it at a convention.

FRASIER:
Yes, yeah.

So how did you meet
this new patient?

Well, I can't really say, Daphne.

You know,
doctor-patient confidentiality...

Hey, shrink buddy. Hi, guys.

NILES: Hello.
DAPHNE: Hello.

Kenny, uh, how are you?

Well, if you'll excuse us,
we're off to buy sticky mats.

DAPHNE: All right.
NILES: There we go.

Kenny, have a seat. Have a seat.

- So, uh, how are you feeling?
- Like a new man.

Last night was just what I needed.

I can't tell you how gratifying it is
to hear that.

Yeah, me and your dad
shut down McGinty's.

Really? You and Dad?

Yeah, actually,
I'm meeting him here for coffee.

Man, is he a hoot. He made me
completely forget about my problems.

Well, good for you.

Of course, the object
is not to forget about one's problems.

It's to... It's to understand them.

Of course,
that can take a lot of work.

Yeah, about the work part.

Your dad said something last night
that made a lot of sense.

He said I should get out more,
and I was thinking,

that's gonna be tough to do
if I'm seeing you twice a week,

plus doing all that homework.

I guess what I'm saying is,

I wanna quit.

Kenny, I understand it must be painful
to uncover what is a very painful past,

but I must warn you
that if you run away from this now,

you will only be repeating a pattern
that will prolong your unhappiness.

I'm okay with that.

In these past few sessions,
we've discovered territory

that usually takes months to reach.

I don't mean to toot my own horn,
but I've been on fire.

Oh, don't get me wrong, doc,
you've been great.

It's just, it's not for me.

- Hey, guys.
- Hey, hey, it's Party Hearty Marty.

Yeah, hey, it's, uh...

- Sir Shots-A-Lot.
- Right, hey.

- Dad, can I have a word with you?
- Yeah, sure.

- Oh, I'll get us some coffee.
- Yeah.

- He's a nice guy.
- Mm.

Doesn't hold his liquor
like you'd think he would.

Did you tell him
he should go out more?

- Yeah, what's wrong with that?
- Well,

he is using it as an excuse
to quit therapy.

After one night out with you in a bar,

the man is ready to throw away
three weeks of intense analysis.

Well, Fras,
the guy is finally having a little fun.

Don't you want him to be happy?

I am not trying to make him happy.

I am trying to cure his depression.

Hey, Marty,
does this remind you of anything?

Ow, hot! Hot!

Get the man some water, will you?

AHMRIT:
And breathe.

Daphne,
that is an amazing Downward Dog.

Thank you.

What about me, yogi?
How does my Downward Dog look?

Oh, dear.

Can we straighten these legs?

NILES:
Oh, I wish.

Congenitally shortened hamstrings
are the curse of the Cranes.

- Well, let's try a different pose, then.
NILES: Ah.

Slowly place your left leg
between your hands,

pivot your right heel down,
straighten your legs,

put your left arm on your ankle,
raise your right arm

and triangle pose.

Trikonasana.

- Niles, just use a block, Niles.
- I don't need a block.

- No, I really don't like the block...
- Use the block.

And breathe.

Then slowly bring your back leg up
into Half Moon pose.

Now feel your breath leaving your body
like a note being blown from a flute.

- Yes, I feel it.
- Great.

I'm a flute too, yogi.

Yes, of course you are.

Straighten that leg, Niles.

Straighten it out, straighten it out.
There you are.

- Let's try again.
- Okay.

- Straighten that leg, come on.
- Oh, that's better, yeah.

Okay, okay.

All right, let's bend the finger, Niles.

- Isn't this wonderful, Niles?
- I love it.

AHMRIT:
And breathe.

And be completely in this moment,
shut out the outside world entirely.

Oh, hi, Mom.

I'm kind of in the middle of something
right now.

Yes, I'm coming.
I told you, I'm bringing the lentils.

What do you mean "again?"
You love lentils.

Niles, straighten the leg,
straighten the leg.

Okay, child's pose. That's good too.

So what if Jerry brings
a different dish to every meal?

That doesn't make him a god.

Has Jerry achieved inner peace?

I'm just asking, Mom,
has Jerry achieved inner peace?

I have to take this call.
Would you please excuse me?

Oh, that was fantastic.

I feel so energized.

Oh, well, you are really good.

I hope I'm not holding you back.

Oh, no, you're doing wonderfully.

He's paying you so much attention.
I think he sees real potential.

Oh, you don't have
to soothe my ego.

Yoga isn't about competition.

It's about achieving enlightenment

and integrating
your inner and outer lives.

Hello.

Whoa, this is awkward.

I believe you know Martin.

Yes, we've already met.

Kenny,
there's no reason to feel awkward.

I have other things to do
with my evenings

than to share my expertise
with someone who could use it.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

- Are we still on for McGinty's tonight?
- Yeah, sure.

Kenny, I've been thinking
about what you've been going through,

and I've come up with the answer.

A suede jacket.

Did you hear that?

A suede jacket.

I must have missed that lecture
at Harvard Medical School.

You look good in it
and women love to feel it.

It's like you're a feast
for all the senses.

I used to have a suede coat
when I was single.

Hester made me put it away.

But I'd pull it out
whenever we'd have a fight,

and in a minute,
she'd be purring like a kitten.

KENNY: You should break it out again.
- Whoa, at my age?

Ha, it'd kill me.

You got time to do a little shopping?

Sure, I think
I got my good credit card with me.

Leather won't cure your problems,
Kenny.

It's a temporary high.

KENNY: Hi, guys.
NILES: Hi. Hello.

Oh, Niles, Daphne, hi.
Come join me.

Two low-fat lattes,
a hazelnut biscotti...

- And one blueberry scone.
- Ah, good.

Your brother set such a brisk pace
walking over here,

I could barely keep up with him.

- Really?
- Daphne, you don't need to do that.

Why not? Shouldn't I be proud
of my husband's brisk pace?

Daphne's trying to build up my ego
because she outperformed me at yoga.

- It's not a competition.
- There, you see?

He's already mastered
the teachings.

- Spiritually, you're way ahead of me.
- Stop it.

Frasier, wasn't that your Patient X
leaving with Dad?

Yes, now my ex-Patient X.

I'd like to discuss it with you,
if you've got a few minutes.

Oh, well, coincidentally,
I just read a fascinating paper

on early termination.

- Yeah, the hypothesis was...
- Think I'll get something to eat.

- Oh, you have something here.
- Something else.

- Oh, well, here, try mine.
- Please, just let me go.

NILES:
All right.

Well, so whose decision was it
to terminate your sessions?

- Kenny.
- I see.

Well, uh, early individuation
can stem from anything,

from transference
to delayed adolescent rebellion.

If only it were that complicated,
Niles.

Well, what happened?

Well, it's Dad. He's been taking Kenny
to McGinty's every night.

He's giving him therapy
in the form of beer and fun.

- Poor Kenny.
- I know.

I've got to do something.

I... I can't just stand by
while Dad undermines me.

Oh, just be careful not to turn this
into a competition.

As analysts,
we have to be above that.

Hey, Niles,
I hear Daphne kicked your ass at yoga.

Oh, yeah?
Well, Frasier just lost a patient.

Nice Bhujangasana, Daphne.

And yours is very nice too, Niles.

You're doing so much better
this week.

Thank you,
I just did what you suggested

and imagined myself having
the reptilian sinuousness of a lizard

scuttling across the desert floor.

I thought I said rainforest.

You did, but I don't like the damp.

This next move is a little trickier.

I'll demonstrate on Daphne.

First of all,
bring up your knees like this.

Then bring your arms back
towards your ankles.

Oh! Heh.

I don't think I can do this one.
It hurts.

Oh, don't push.

You should be feeling discomfort,
not pain.

If you feel pain, ease yourself
gently back towards discomfort.

Is it something like this, yogi?

AHMRIT:
I'm impressed, Niles.

You know, perhaps one day,

you might be able to achieve
Upward Bow.

Urdhva Dhanurasana.

NILES:
Oh, you mean this one?

Yes.

Oh, remind me to tell Rosa
to vacuum the sisal.

I'm speechless, Niles.

I've never seen
such a rapid improvement.

How did you do that? Ooh.

I think I tweaked a muscle
on that last pose.

Oh, no,
we should put some ice on that.

DAPHNE:
Good idea.

I guess we know
who's better at yoga now.

Now, Daphne, there's no better.

It's all about achieving oneness
of body and spirit.

Okay, now I need you
to take me to the hospital.

What?

I broke my body.

I dislocated my shoulder,

and I think that one of my ribs
has achieved two-mess.

What's going on?

Ahmrit and I were just going to go out
and get a chai tea.

- Can we get you one?
- No, thanks.

You're amazing.
You have so much energy.

Oh, well, ha.
You know what they say.

Quickly, quickly.

Just imagine the pain
leaving your body

- like a wisp of smoke...
- If you could get the door,

- I'm starting to haemorrhage.
- Okay.

FRASIER: Hello.
- Hey, what are you doing here, Fras?

Just thought the three of us
could have a little chat.

Hey, doc, this is Trudy.

Ah. Delighted, I'm sure.

TRUDY:
Hey. Ha, ha.

I'd love to stay and chat, doc,

but me and Trudy have a dinner date
with the colonel.

Well, if you think
you're ready for that.

I'm not hungry now,
I probably will be when we get there.

- Ha-ha-ha.
- See you guys later.

- All right.
- Nice to meet you.

Likewise, I'm sure.

Have a great time.

He's doomed.

What are you talking about?
He scored, she's a cheap date.

Oh, Dad, please.
He is not ready for a relationship.

- How could you let him do some...?
- Don't blame me, it was the jacket.

Wasn't here ten minutes
before she wanted to touch it.

You know, all you're doing
is allowing him to wallow

in his state of denial.

And what if she rejects him? Hm?

The man already has
abandonment issues.

Oh, will you cut out
the psychological mumbo jumbo,

let the guy have a good time?

- What did you just say?
- I said let the guy have some fun.

No, before that. You said
"psychological mumbo jumbo."

So that's how you characterise
my life's work?

I'm just saying that I don't think
therapy is for everybody.

Like Kenny,
he just needed to loosen up.

Oh, really?

So tell me, Dr. Party Hearty Marty,

who, in your expert opinion,
does need therapy?

Well...

Hitler.

- Hitler?
- Yes.

And that one with all
the different personalities. Um...

Sybil.

Hitler and Sybil.

Anyone else?

No.

Great, an entire science
devoted to Hitler and Sybil.

Do you believe that Niles and I
have been wasting our lives?

Do you think Mom wasted her life?

Now, you calm down, Frasier.

I'm just saying
that you overcomplicate things.

Yes, Kenny needed
to talk out some problems,

but he didn't need to analyse
every moment of his childhood.

That's when it gets
into the mumbo jumbo.

I'm trying to get
to the root of problems.

I think you needed to give therapy
more than he needed to get it.

And you know what I think?

I think I'm finished listening to you.

All right, fine. Maybe I did enjoy it.

Look, it's what I was trained to do.
It's what I love to do.

And I still think
I was doing Kenny some good.

Well, Fras, you know, Kenny's not
the only one with mental problems.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, it means
you could start seeing other patients.

Oh, right, right.
Well, I've thought about that.

You know. Why not, if you love it?

You know,
perhaps I could start seeing people

a couple of nights a week.

Yeah, I could even convert
Daphne's old room into an office.

Well, if you do, while they're waiting,
they're watching what I wanna watch.

Hey, guys.

MARTIN: Kenny, what happened?
FRASIER: Are you all right?

I don't think Trudy and I are a fit.

When we got to the parking lot,
her boyfriend pushed me down

- and took my jacket.
- MARTIN: Oh...

Sorry.

- I feel like such a loser.
- No, you're not a loser.

And if you need to talk about this,

Frasier's pretty good
at this sort of thing.

Well, Kenny, I tell you what,

whenever you're ready, okay?

For the time being,
why don't you let a couple of buddies

get you a beer, okay? Uh...

Thanks.

You know, it's too bad that Trudy
was just setting me up to get mugged,

because up to that point,
we were really cooking.

Well, here's to dating.