All language subtitles for Family Ties s01e09 Death Of A Grocer

I bet we've been together for a million
years.

And I bet we'll be together for a
million more.

It's like I started breathing on the
night we kissed.

Well, I can't remember what I ever did
before.

What would we do, baby, without us?

What would we do, baby?

Without us.

And there ain't no nothing we can't love
each other through.

What would we do, baby, without us?

Sha -la -la -la.

Hi, Mr. Adler.

Oh, hello, Alex. How are you? I'm fine.
I'm sorry I'm late. You're not late. I

am. I'm eight minutes late. Eight
minutes is not late.

A week is late.

You put in a time clock like I
suggested. You can keep track of the

goings of your employees. You're my only
employee, Alex.

It's the principal, Mr.

Adler. He should be angry at me for
being late.

All right.

Where were you for eight minutes?

I had a meeting at the Young
Entrepreneurs Club.

Is that what you do with your time after
school?

You should be in Little League.

I'm 17 years old, Mr. Adler. Little
League only goes up to 12.

So you'd be the best one?

Where are the olives?

What do you want olives for?

Is it required, did I tell you?

No, I'm just curious.

I can't eat them myself, heartburn.

Well, thank you for sharing that with
me.

So where are they? Oh, usually I get the
pains right here.

Well, if we have any, they'll be on the
other side of the store somewhere.

All of us at the end of aisle two,
second shelf in the bottom. We got a few

the regular ones left, and we also have
the pimento stuffed ones.

$1 .39 a small jar, $2 .14 for the
large.

He's good, isn't he?

So how's business today, Mr. Adler?

Business? Why do you bring up business,
Alex?

I don't know. It seemed like the
appropriate place.

Today's business stunk.

It stunk yesterday, too.

In fact, business has stunk since 1957.

It was right after that Putnik thing.

Putnik goes up, business goes down. I
keep telling you, Mr. Adler, you could

have a real moneymaker here. You just
got to be more aggressive.

You know, the building next door is for
lease. You could rent it out, knock out

the wall in between and double the size
of your store. Alex, if I knock down

that wall, where would I hang up my
coat?

You got to swim big, Mr. Adler. You got
to be more competitive. Oh, that reminds

me. There's going to be a beautiful
sunset today. I want you to take off

to watch it.

Mr. Adler, give her your word, I say.

No, but I like the sound of your voice.

All set, Mrs. Crenshaw?

Well, yes, except for one thing.

I don't mean to complain, but is the
milk supposed to be frozen?

Alex, the cooler broke. All the milk
froze.

Yeah, okay, I'll take care of it. What
should I do this time, Mr. Adler, so you

can fix it if it happens when I'm not
here?

Okay, first...

Turn the thermostat to low.

Then shut this valve on the side all the
way off, then open it up again real

quick, and then turn it once.

Wait for four seconds.

Open the valve back up again. Turn the
thermostat back up again.

And if that doesn't work, do that.

I'm surprised I didn't think to do that
myself.

He's a good boy.

Oh, he's the best.

You know, he's the president of the
Young Entrepreneurs Club.

I'm not the president.

I'm the vice president.

A heartbeat away.

Hello, Alex. How you doing, Mr. Adler?
Hello, Skippy.

Uh, Mr. Adler, is it okay if I open up
this box of ice cream sandwiches?

I just want one.

You can't do that, Skippy.

No one is going to want to buy an open
box of ice cream sandwiches.

Alex, let him have his ice cream.

Thank you, Mr.

Adler.

You're screwing up our inventory, you
know. You're going to have that on your

conscience. Alex!

happened to be your neighbor.

I think you could be just a little bit
more polite to me. The fact that we're

neighbors, Skippy, is nothing more than
an unfortunate geographical accident.

And I don't think I could be punished
further by having to talk to you.

Well, how's Mallory?

She's fine.

You know, she's really pretty.

Thank you, Skippy.

Does she talk about me much?

Yeah, sometimes late at night she cries
out your name.

You mean it?

Look, I'm working here, Skippy. Do you
mind?

Okay, okay, I'm going.

Oh, Alex, they're advertising for a new
stock boy down the street at the big

Shop -A -Lot supermarket.

Well, why don't you go and apply for it?

Why should I do that?

Because it's a big place, and they pay
more, and they give promotions.

And if you get it, then I can have your
job here.

Forget it, Skippy. I like it here.

Alex, I always thought you wanted to be
a big success in life.

Were those just idle words, or do you
practice what you preach?

Yippee. Remember when we were little
kids and I accidentally ran over you

my bicycle?

Yeah. I drive a car now.

Mom, I'm absolutely positive that Brad
Hunter wants to ask me out. How are you

so sure, Mallory?

Well, he came up to me today after
homeroom, and he asked me if I had a

weekend.

That's it?

That's it.

I think we missed something.

And what did you say to him? Well, I
told him I had a terrible, boring

What else?

You had a wonderful weekend, Mallory.

I know, Mom, but if Brad knew that, he'd
think I had an active, fulfilling

social life, and he wouldn't ask me out
because he'd think I already had plans.

Have we overlooked the obvious?

Hi. Hi, kids.

How was work?

Oh, crazy.

We were swamped with phone calls over
that installment of Madame Bovary we

showed last night.

A lot of people took offense to the
bedroom scene.

Can you believe how prudish some people
are?

They objected to the bedroom scene?

Yep. That scene was so mild, Daddy.

Well, I know that... Wait a minute. What
were you doing watching that?

Uh, I wanted to see if it was as good as
the book.

Hello.

lecture an hour late oh sorry mom but it
was worth it as of today i have taken

the first step on the path to riches my
foot is poised on the bottom rung of the

corporate ladder i've set the ball
rolling i put the wheels in motion

future wealth of prosperity my shoulder
is firmly against the grindstone of

economic success try it with a few more
metaphors this time

Well, I stopped by that new shop a lot
on the way home from work.

Skippy Hanneman told me that they had an
opening for a new stock boy.

So I gave them my resume, I had a brief
interview, and I think they were

impressed by me.

Remind me never to shop there.

Wait a minute. What about your job at
Adler's?

Well, I'd have to give that up.

I thought you loved working for Mr.
Adler.

I do. Mr.

Adler's a great guy, but I'm stagnating
there.

Let's face it, Dad, my work at Adler's
is done. Time for me to move on.

What are you, the Lone Ranger?

Alex, shouldn't you give it a little
more thought?

I mean, to just leave like that after
the way Mr. Adler's treated you?

Well, don't worry, Mom. I've thought it
through.

Mr. Adler will understand.

I'm not being impetuous.

What's impetuous?

It's, uh, when you do something without
thinking it through.

Like when you decided to have Alex?

The opening is for a junior stock boy
trainee. It's in the pet supplies

department. I would be in charge of cat
toys.

Cat toys.

See, you're in over your head, Alice.

You mean your entire job would revolve
around cat toys?

Mom, you make it sound so unimportant.

Do you realize how many different kinds
of cat toys there are?

They're the little plastic balls with
the bells inside and the little furry

birds. And the chew toys are with tartar
and plaques in the teeth.

I could go on forever.

Please don't.

There's a lot of factors involved here.
A lot of things to consider.

Hello?

Yes, he is. Who's calling?

Alex, it's for you. It's Bobby Cahill
from the shop alone.

Hello, Mr. Cahill.

Yeah, okay, Bobby.

Oh, wow, that's great.

That's very flattering.

Thanks a lot.

Well, I got the job.

Well, uh, congratulations.

And Bobby says it's conceivable that
within a year I could be assistant

of pet supplies.

Dare to dream, Alex.

Okay, Mr. Adler, try to remember this
time, okay?

Thermostat, valve, weight.

Valve.

Kick. Got it?

Maybe it would help if you set it to
music.

Thermostat, valve, weight, valve, kick.

Oh, you want a nectarine?

Uh, no, thank. Listen, Mr. Adler, I have
something I have to tell you. You sure

you don't want a nectarine? They're in
season now. No, I'm sure. Well, take a

plum then.

No, I don't want any produce, thank you.

Isn't the rain remarkable, Alex?

What do you mean?

Well... It's the completion of a cycle.

Everything is in motion, and yet all
things return to their original source.

Very poetic.

It's also wet.

That's true.

Mr. Adler.

What is it?

There was an opening for a thought boy
at the Shop -A -Lot supermarket.

I took the job. I start next week.

You think you can handle both jobs?

No, I don't.

Why do you burden yourself, Alex?

Did this come out of that Entrepreneur's
Club stuff? Mr.

Adler, you don't understand.

See, I'm not going to be working here
anymore.

Oh.

I see.

You're going to work there instead of
working here?

Well, yeah.

Don't worry, I'm not going to leave you
short -handed. I've been breaking in

Skippy Handleman. He's going to take
over for me.

Alex, if you need more money, I could
probably... No, no, it's not the money,

Mr. Adler.

I mean, sure, they pay a little bit
more, but that's not why I took the job.

Then why?

Because it's a great opportunity.

I'm going to be in charge of the entire
cat toy operation.

They make toys for cats?

Sure.

Why do cats need toys?

They're pets. They're not under any
pressure.

Mr. Adler, you don't understand.

This shop -a -lot is a terrific place.

It's virtually on the cutting edge of
creative supermarketing.

They got 21 aisles. They're open 24
hours.

They've got camping, sporting goods,
shoe trees.

They've even got an automatic sprinkler
system for the vegetables.

If I was a younger man, I'd take the job
myself.

You're not upset with me, are you?

It's nothing personal.

Whoa.

I'll see you. Good night.

And, uh, thanks for everything.

You know, Alex, if cat toys mean so much
to you, we could sell them here.

You took the job, Mr. Adler.

I see.

Good night.

Oh, just a minute, Alex.

I don't want you to catch a cold.

Well, Mom, I was right.

About what?

About Brad Hunter. He asked me out today
for Friday night.

Oh, that's wonderful.

Yeah, to be honest, I thought you should
have been more straightforward with

him, but I guess he knew what you were
doing.

So, uh, where is he taking you Friday
night?

No, I told him I was busy.

He won't take you Friday night.

Of course not, Mom, but I can't let Brad
think I was just waiting for him to ask

me out.

Mallory, why don't you just deal
honestly with Brad and let Faye take it

court?

There's no talking to you sometimes,
Dad.

Alex, put away your homework at the
dinner table.

I got an oral report for history class
tomorrow, Dad.

I don't care if you're testifying before
a congressional committee.

Study after dinner.

I can't. I gotta go to the shop a lot
tonight. I'm getting picked up in a few

minutes.

Now, excuse me, you've worked every
afternoon and evening for the past two

weeks. I know, Mom, but this doesn't
work.

Well, not technically. It's a special
evening training program for the new

boys. Tonight we have a meeting on the
creative monitoring of canned goods

inventory. Boy, you don't want to miss
that, Alan.

Why, I can't miss it. I've got to attend
all the evening meetings to be eligible

for my first promotion.

Uh, probably Skippy is having some
problems with Mr. Adler. He wants to

me. Alex, this time you've really got to
help me out. Oh, hi, Mr. and Mrs.

Keaton. Hi, Jennifer. Hi, Skippy. Oh,
hello, Mallory.

Those are lovely sneakers you're
wearing.

They sure do flatter your feet.

Skippy, try to keep your hormones under
control for about five minutes. I'll do

the best I can, Alex. She's really
pretty.

Yeah, what do you need to know? I gotta
get going in a few minutes.

Oh, uh, first of all, we're all out of
disposable diapers. I looked all over. I

couldn't find them. Look again. They're
in the storeroom behind the, uh, clinked

peaches and heavy syrup.

Don't toy with me, Alex.

They're not there.

They're in the storeroom. No, no, no,
no, no. Not the storeroom. Don't make me

go in there. Alex, the police is in
general. I can't find anything in there.

Alex, I can't handle this job.

You can't be ripping yourself, Skippy.
Look.

I'll draw you a map of the storeroom,
and I'll show you where everything is,

right? Okay, maps are good. Just draw
me.

Anyway, Mom, I'm sure Brad will ask me
out again next time he does. I'll just

say yes. But now you don't have a date
for Friday night. So I don't have a date

for this Friday night?

Is that the end of the world?

I'll find something to do, no matter how
stupid.

I'm free on Friday night.

Not that stupid.

Hi, Bobby.

Come on in. How you doing, 28?

Fine. Uh, Bobby, uh, these are my
sisters. These are my parents. Uh, this

Skippy Hambelman.

How does Skippy fit in?

He doesn't.

Everybody, this is Bobby Cahill. He's
the senior stock boy in charge of my

training. Bobby, nice to meet you.

So, uh, how's he working out down there?

You kidding? Number 28, he is really
coming along. We have high hopes for him

down at the market.

28? Well, I'm junior stock boy number 28
down at the store.

You must be very proud of him. Yes, I
am. And I know that my wife here, Mrs.

28, feels the same way.

Well, you should.

Got a real knack for cat toys. Really,
really taken the place by storm.

Well, the cat toys are calling.

See you later. Nice meeting you.
Pleasure, Bobby. Bye -bye.

So, Mallory, can I wash your dishes for
you?

You can wash mine.

Would you be more comfortable in your
own bed?

Oh, hi, Mom.

I was just studying.

Interesting method.

Oh, I guess I'm pretty tired.

Why don't you go upstairs and go to
sleep?

I can't. I've got to prepare this oral
report for history class tomorrow.

I just got back from the store.

How was work?

Fine.

Do you know that ongoing computerized
inventory control is 71 % more efficient

than weekly checks?

I've always suspected it.

He wants the warm milk. Sure.

How are you enjoying it, your new job?

Oh, it's fun, yeah.

Most of the people seem pretty nice.

Except for 17 and 24.

They're a little standoffish.

Higher numbers are usually easier to get
along with.

Truth is, I don't talk to anybody when
I'm working.

But they look like nice people.

Anyway, I'm going on the assumption that
they're nice.

Strange? What?

Milk from Adler's is frozen.

Oh, I told Skippy about that. The cooler
breaks down and the milk freezes.

Remind me to yell at him tomorrow.

Oh, Alex, you are so tense. I'm not
tense.

Anyway, Mom, I told you.

I have to work these hours at shop a
lot. If I don't, I'm going to stay

stock boy number 28 forever. No
advancement, no promotion.

But is it worth it, making yourself
miserable?

Of course it's worth it.

Every time I take a package of furry
mice out of the carton or stamp the

on a box of buzzy balls or put a catnip
punching bag up in the shelf, I know I'm

one step closer to the executive suite.

I guess the road to success is paved
with kitty litter.

Don't misunderstand what I'm going to
say, Alex. I mean, I don't want to tell

you how to live your life or what kind
of person you should be. Just think of

this as food for thought.

Maybe I shouldn't say it.

Say what?

Your father and I have made specific
career choices over the years.

Your dad could be managing a network
affiliate station instead of a PBS

and earning a lot more money.

And I could be working at a big
architectural firm instead of working

independently.

Do you understand why we made the
choices that we've made?

No, but it's your life.

Okay, let's say that all your hard work
pays off and you get your promotion and

you're made assistant manager of cat
supplies.

What then?

Well, then I work towards becoming
manager of Pet Supply. But where does it

Alex? I don't know. Chairman of the Cat
Toys?

I guess what I'm trying to say is this.

Do you ever envision yourself reaching a
point where you're intrinsically

satisfied with the work that you're
doing? Where you're no longer working to

ahead, but simply because you enjoy it?

I don't know, Mom.

I can't make that a priority right now.

I mean, if I wanted to be enjoying what
I was doing, I might as well still be

working at Mr. Adler's.

That didn't come out right.

Hi, Mr. Adler.

Alex?

How are you? I'm fine. How are you?

Fine, fine.

Um... Listen, I accidentally wore my
apron home the last time I worked.

My mom washed it.

There it is.

Thank you.

I thought I'd bring it by in case you
might need it. I realize you have two

other ones, but one of them has a big
stain on the front, and the other one's

missing the G in grocery.

It just says Adler's Grocery.

Well, good, good, fine.

I mean, we wouldn't want to throw people
off.

This definitely is the best apron out of
the three.

Thank you.

So, how's your new job, Alex?

Oh, it's great. It's really great.

I like it a lot.

I'm glad to hear that.

So, anyway, I brought that apron back
for you.

It's the best one.

Well, I better get going.

Take care of yourself, Alex.

Yeah, you too.

Excuse me.

Do you carry any non -dairy creamer? Non
-dairy creamer? Yeah, all your milk is

frozen.

Well, do you have any, huh?

non -dairy creamer.

Mr. Adler, you know what I do all day at
the shop a lot?

I unload boxes of cat toys.

And then after I unload them, I stamp
the prices on them.

And then after I stamp the prices on
them, I put them on the shelf.

I hate cat toys.

So don't play with them.

And it's not just the cat toys either.

I hate working in a place where I'm
known only as 28, and nobody talks to

anybody else, and where the human factor
is filtered out of almost every aspect

of the business.

They call you 28?

Even cats have names.

I don't suppose you'd consider giving me
my old job back, would you? Give him

his old job back, please.

I gotta get home.

What about Skippy?

I think this job has Skippy on the verge
of a nervous breakdown.

You know, Alex, this place is no shop -a
-lot. You're not kidding. I can't shop

at all.

You weren't happy here before.

What makes you think you're gonna be
happy here now?

No, I was happy here. I just didn't know
it.

I guess I just got carried away.

When they opened those big automatic
doors for me over there, well, I guess

one brief shining moment, there was shop
-a -lot.

I missed you, Alex.

Skippy's okay, but we're running out of
ice cream.

So, when can you start?

Don't hug, okay?

I'm a sensitive man. I'd like not to get
emotionally involved.

That's $4 .64.

I want you two to know I'm canceling my
other errands.

They'd be anticlimactic.

You know, I think I'm going to close up
a few minutes early and watch the

sunset. Are you interested?

It's at sunset.

Do you realize how much work I have to
do? I bet Skippy set this place back 30

years. Oh, great.

Business was good 30 years ago.

I'm serious.

So am I. I ain't gonna watch the sunset.
Are you coming?

Yeah, I'm coming.

Will you at least consider getting a new
cooler? Don't start.

Sit, Ubu, sit.

Good dog.