All language subtitles for Dr. Ken - 02x01 - Allisons Career Move.KILLERS.English.C.edit.Addic7ed.com

Okay, Mr. Davis.

This Azelastine should take
care of those allergies.

Thank you.

Hay-fever season wreaks
havoc on my sinuses.

Well, is there anything
else I can do for you?

No.

I'm just trying to spend
more time with my patients

to make sure they
don't feel shortchanged.

That's okay.

I feel like I got correct changed.

Good!

Then we can talk about me.

Ooh, a lot of stuff been
going on with me lately.

My resident, Julie,

left to do a pediatric
fellowship, and...

Oh! I tried stand-up
comedy at the Laugh Factory.

Spoiler alert... I killed.

If I could just...

And that's the problem

when you're blessed
with two massive talents.

Comedy, medicine... where
can I do the most good?

Are you asking me?

No, it's rhetorical.

Anyway, I decided to
go lives over laughs

because what matters to me most

are my patients and their needs.

And... oh.

And I know what you need...

To get to the pharmacy before it closes?

No, silly.

A link to my website where
you can watch my performance.

Have fun, stay healthy,

and I'll see you back in a
week to treat your split sides.

Ooh.

Looks like staying in
medicine was the right call.

Okay.

Leave the jokes to me, Sniffles.

Poor Allison.

I mean, she's been killing
herself at work lately.

Last night, she was like, "Wah!"

I work so hard, baby. I
never get to see the kids.

"Wah!"

Are you sympathizing
with her or mocking her?

I should cut her some slack.

She is in a tough sitch.

Well, she is the one who said
"I do" all those years ago.

No, it's her psychiatry practice.

She's been wall-to-wall with patients,

her commute is brutal.

She complains about it constantly.

Let me guess... "Wah!"

Whoa, dude, that's not cool.

That's my wife you're talking about.

Hey, Ken, I couldn't
help but hear you bloviate

about Allison's work woes,

and, well, we do have an opening

here at Welltopia in the Looney Wing.

I really don't think it's
appropriate to call it that.

Well, if Robert and Eleanor Looney

are generous enough to
endow our psychiatric wing,

then I will honor them
by using their name.

So what do you think, Ken?

You think Allison would be interested?

- Here?
- Mm-hmm.

Where I work?

Yeah.

Oof baboof.

I really think she'd miss her commute.

Uh, but you just said
her commute was brutal.

Um, no.

Brutal as in epic. Sick!

Keep up with the lingo, Gramps.

I mean, your wife is a gem,

and having her here would
just be... so brutal.

Call Allison Park.

Your Blackberry doesn't do that.

No, I was talking to Clark.

Call Allison Park.

No, no, no, Clark. No, uh... No.

She's with a patient. You know?

Probably gonna be a long sesh.

No calls during a sesh? Damn it!

That's just the kind of
go-getter we need around here.

You mark my words, Ken...
I will have you wife.

I mean professionally.

I mean, I'd never be
inappropriate with a coworker.

Well, except for ones
that I find irresistible.

- Don't do that.
- Good call.

Okay.

So let me get this straight.

You wouldn't want Allison working here

even though it would
make her life easier?

Look, don't get me
wrong. Allison's my wife.

You know, I think she might be the one.

But I think we need

a little healthy separation sometimes.

You know, I mean, if I can't do

spot-on impressions of
my wife behind her back,

then why am I here?

To cure sick people?

Oh, good. Good looking out.

I mean, I get it.

You wouldn't want to work
with your boyfriend everyday.

Wait. What does Connor do, anyway?

Okay, here's the
interesting thing about that.

I don't know.

But... but you've been
together for like...

Three months. Yeah, I know.

And he told me on our first date,

but I was so busy picturing us hiking.

He was carrying our water.

I was carrying our twins.

I mean, I know I should have
asked him to repeat himself,

but I didn't.

And now it just feels like
too much time has passed.

So what? You just don't talk about work?

Oh, no, no.

He talks about work all the time.

Like, I know there's this woman, Elyse,

who constantly steals his
yogurt from the breakroom fridge.

And I know there's this guy, Christophe,

who everyone thinks is so smart

but really, he's just Belgian.

Yo.

That yogurt nonsense is messed up.

No, the whole thing is messed up.

He should write his name on it.

I know I should be able
to tell him anything,

but he's just... he's so sensitive.

What if he freaks out?

I-I can't risk it.

Look.

Here's one thing that I know for sure.

Somebody eat my yogurt,
they gonna hear about it!

You know what?

Let me go check this refrigerator.

Somebody might be in my stuff and I...

Yes!

What are you doing?

This is how I keep my
roshambo game sharp.

Check it out. Just got my SAT scores.

How'd you do?

Haven't opened it yet,
but I think we both know.

What?

Oh, no!

Well, at least you're pretty.

How did this happen?

I am super smart, both book and street.

I was prepared.

I thought I did well.

I dropped the pencil like a mike.

Mom and dad are gonna freak out.

They're high-achieving doctors

who poured all their
hopes and dreams into me!

- No offense.
- None taken.

What am I gonna do?

Maybe mom and dad don't have to know.

Just take it again, do better,

and that's the score you show them.

But that'll take months.

They know my scores were due any day.

Leave that part to me.

I'm a master strategist.

When they're expecting
paper, we'll throw scissors.

Not literally.

I know what a metaphor is.

Do you?

Mom stuck in traffic again?

Yeah.

She feels bad, but she said
we should eat without her.

I hate being a latchkey kid.

Latchkey kids don't have
any adult supervision.

I stand by it.

Hey, if no one's supervising,

then who made you these sick PB and J's?

I'm getting notes of candy coating.

Oh, yeah, well, we're
out of peanut butter,

so I had to use Reese's Pieces, and...

Oh! Horizontal! Horizontal!

Okay.

Ooh. So Mol, still no SAT scores?

Not yet.

Man, they should be here
any day now, shouldn't they?

Not necessarily.

There's some issue with
the SAT scores and e-mail,

to hear NPR tell it.

Really?

Dad, enough about us.
Let's talk about you.

Aww. Thanks, Dave.

Mol, learn from this.

Wine me. Hard.

Sorry, guys.

The commute took even longer

because Waze and I are in a fight.

And ever since they
raised my office rent,

I have to make time for every nutface

who walks through the door.

And of course, every one of them

has a different insurance company.

And that's fun.

'Cause I went to Yale
to become a bookkeeper.

Did you wine me?

Oh, you already drank it, sunshine.

I swear, the only thing
that's keeping me going

is that yoga class I'm gonna
squeeze in at lunch tomorrow.

Man, you're able to get away to do yoga?

Sweet gig!

I would stay at that job forever,

come what may.

Dad made sandwiches.

Thank God. I worked through lunch again.

Are there Reese's Pieces on this?

Sorry.

We're out of peanut butter,
and I had to improvi...

Don't you ever apologize
for candy on a sandwich.

Freakin' amazing.

But not an acceptable dinner, kids.

So, SAT scores come yet?

E-mail backlog, NPR, we
already covered it, yawn.

Oh, well, I'm glad you covered it.

Shouldn't we be getting a hard copy?

Not if the postal strike happens.

What postal strike?

The one that's looming,
to hear NPR tell it.

Why do I have a voicemail
from Pat in your office?

Oh, that.

Pat, I mean he's always saying,
"Say hi to Allison for me."

But he thinks I never do it,
so you can delete that one.

No, I'll listen to it just to be sure.

No. Come on, come on.

No one listens to voicemails anymore.

Get with it, Grandma.

My dad's left several
over the last week.

Delete.

What's wrong with you?!

Allison, Pat Hein here.

First of all, hi.

I'm not sure Ken passed that along.

Second, we have an opening
at the psychiatry clinic

here at Welltopia that I
think you'd be perfect for.

Call back to discuss,
and have a brutal day.

Pat's offering me a job where you work?

Yeah, and I know it's tempting,

but honestly, we should
really consider o...

Tempting?

Oh, God no. Please.

Working with you all the
time? I don't think so.

Can you imagine?

There is not enough yoga in the world.

Really? 'Cause there's a lot of yoga.

Why are you laughing?

I don't know. Sugar
high from my sandwich?

Baby, thank you so much
for bringing me breakfast.

Ugh, I had to get out of that office.

The list of the top 10 companies
in our industry came out,

and we were not on it.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I guess that industry is...

very competitive.

- Hey, Connor. What you do again?
- Hey.

Oh, uh, well, I'm a...

Hey!

Check out my new
cordless coffee grinder.

Sorry, I didn't catch
that. What was that?

Oh, no problem. I'm a, uh...

Oh, I like a really fine grind.

Oh.

Hey, I got to go. Lunch?

Yes, absolutely, I'll see you at 1:00.

Bye. Mwah.

Back to the salt mines.

Yeah.

Well, there's your answer.

Salt miner.

Although he's a little
more business casual

than most of the salties I run with.

Hey, Ken,

I reached out to Allison about that job.

But not unlike my
ex-wife on our honeymoon,

she had that no locked and loaded.

Yeah, she doesn't think

us working in the same
place is the best idea.

Uh, well, that's the
understatement of the year.

You know, I offered
her extra vacation time,

an increase in pay and bonuses,

and she would not bite.

She wouldn't?

No.

She must really not
want to be around you.

But don't worry. I'll break her.

Hey, you wouldn't consider quitting?

Ah, never mind. I'll
think of something else.

But, for now, you quitting
is the idea to beat.

Focus on your breathing.
This is a safe space.

All your problems stay outside the door.

Allison, our marriage is in trouble!

Sorry. One of mine got in.

Okay, why are you
spinning out this time?

You've been talking about
leaving private practice

for months.

And yet, you turn down
the perfect opportunity

because of me?

That really hurts, Allison.

Is being around me so
objectionable to you?

At this moment or in general?

I'm serious.

When Pat told me

about the possibility
of us working together,

I was like, "Hot damn.
Make that happen, Pat Hein."

Okay, look.

This isn't just about not
wanting to work with you.

Although you are a big
presence at Welltopia,

and I'd always be in your shadow.

Thank you. I appreciate that.

But I've also worked hard
to build my own practice,

and I'm not sure I'm ready to let it go

and become an employee.

To steal a phrase from
your wedding toast,

"I don't know how I feel
about losing my autonomy."

That was actually the
rehearsal dinner, but...

So what you're saying is,
this is more about your career

and not a problem between you and me?

You and I are fine.

It's not about that.

It's about me valuing what I do.

Well...

you're not the only one
who values what you do.

I do, too.

Always have,

and I'll always be here to support you.

Thanks, Ken.

I needed that.

Everything's gotten so stressful.

What about the yoga
class? Doesn't that help?

Some days more than others.

Are you kidding me?

So then I'm like, "With all
due respect, Christophe",

shouldn't we present these ideas

"before the conference call to Denver?"

- I mean, what is he thinking? Right?
- Right?

Like, it's like...

It's like Come on, Christophe.

Get with the program. Aah!

Oh. This is nice.

I have never been in a relationship

where I could be so honest
about who I am and what I do.

Yeah.

Okay.

In that same spirit, I
have to say something.

Oh. What is it?

I have no idea what
you do at that office.

- What?
- Yeah.

Sorry. Just not a clue.

Wow.

Uh, you know what? I got to go.

Wait, what?

I just need a little time.

Damn it.

Dave, the mail is here.

Ooh! Is that Modern Chef?

I'm already salivating.

No!

This is bad.

If we're pretending
there's a postal strike,

Mom and Dad can't see a stack of mail!

Wow.

Where was that kind of problem solving

when you took that test?

Hey, guys.

"Hey, guys." Hilarious.

Does this guy have an off switch?

See ya.

So, how was your day?

It was fine.

So, want to talk about this?

How did you get that?

Come on.

when my 11-year-old tells
me there's a mail strike

and I see the mailman
delivering our mail...

I put two and two together and realized

it must have been a super-short strike

that got resolved right away.

So, why didn't you tell us?

I thought you'd be upset.

It's just a test.

You can always take it again.

I don't know what happened.

I thought I was prepared.

Hmm. Been there.

Really?

Yeah. I'm just like you.

First time I took the SATs, I tanked it.

Was Grandpa as understanding as you are?

No, he was not.

"What's wrong with you?!"

"These scores so low,
even for American kid!"

"Eh!"

But you know, I took
'em again and did better,

got into Duke, became a doctor,

so I know how you feel.

Everything's always come so easy for me.

What if it doesn't anymore?

What if I don't get into a good school?

Dad... I'm scared.

Well, you know,

sometimes life is
scary, but you know what?

I never worry about you.

You got this.

You're gonna be fine.

Thanks, Dad.

I love you.

Love you more.

Hi.

Oh, hey, Mom.

What's going on? Is everything okay?

Yeah, Molly didn't do
so well on her SATs.

But she'll take 'em
again. It'll be fine.

I've got everything under control.

KitKat panini?

Please come home and
make dinner tomorrow.

We're almost out of Halloween candy.

Good news... the postal strike is over.

Bad news... our mail
got shredded by birds.

Thanks, Dave, but they know.

You mean I tore up my
Modern Chef for nothing?!

It was their truffle issue!

And then he walked out,

and I haven't heard from him since.

I ju... I knew I shouldn't
have said anything.

I have ruined the best
relationship of my life.

Well, you know what?

If Connor walked out on you for that,

then maybe your relationship

wasn't as great as you thought it was.

Oh! Says the lady who hasn't
had a boyfriend in two years.

Look. Hi.

Hi.

- Oh, my God. Hi.
- Hi.

I'm so sorry about last night.

No, you were right.

I was?

Yep. You put it perfectly...

What do I do at that office?

That was my question.

I have spent four years
at a job I don't even like,

and you opened my eyes.

So, this morning,

I marched right down to Amalgamated,

and I quit.

So thank you for giving
me the courage to do this.

You're welcome.

And because of you,

I am finally free to pursue my dream.

Baby, I am so happy for you.

- All right. I'll see you tonight?
- Yeah.

I have no idea what his dream is.

Hey. How did everything
go with Allison yesterday?

Oh, it's all good.

Yeah, she decided she's
not gonna work here.

She was like, "Wah!"

"I can't focus when
I'm around you, Ken."

"I love you so much."

"Wah!"

You know how needy she is.

No, Ken. Tell us.

How needy is she?

Heeeeey, you!

Yeah! Oh, this?

No, we were talking about
Allison... Wonderland.

"Wah!"

"I'm through the looking glass, baby."

"Wah!"

Great save.

Thank you.

- Can we, uh...?
- Hmm?

- Can we...?
- Hmm?

Oh, my God.

I can't stop thinking about Pat's offer.

Really?

Yesterday when you said
you'd always support me,

would that include if
I were to work here?

Absolutely.

Then I think I'm gonna do it.

I think you should.

Mm.

What made you change your mind?

Molly.

It killed me last night

watching you parent her all by yourself,

and I wasn't there for her.

And it hit me...

this is gonna be her last year at home.

Not necessarily. Did
you see those scores?

JK.

LOL.

Wink emoji.

This is gonna be a pivotal year for her,

and Dave's starting middle school.

I want to be there for them

rather than battling traffic on the 405

while they're at home
eating candy sandwiches.

Yeah, Dave was up till
4:00 in the morning.

I gave him a soda and
sent him back to bed.

And I want you to be
there for them and for me.

And it's time for a new challenge.

It is a good situation.

I mean, who knew I'd
be making more than you?

What?

Geez. What did Pat offer you?

Everything!

I just kept saying no,

and he kept thinking
I was playing hardball.

You know what?

This is gonna be great.

I think so, too.

But, in the future,

um, when you come into our bullpen,

is there any way

you could make a noise or, you know,

just like a little heads up?

Like, "Wah"?

It's not bad.

Well, a lot of big changes
afoot at Casa de Park.

Yeah. You and I are
gonna be working together.

Molly's gonna be buckling down.

And the mail strike is over, thank God.

Between the two of us,

there's no challenge we can't handle.

Dad?

Your mom's in Korea
for rest of the year.

I live here now.

What?

Check your voicemail!

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