All language subtitles for Family Ties s04e02 The Real Thing 1

Okay, Andy, time for breakfast.

I'll cook, but you've got to clean up.

Oh, there he is. Mom, can I take Andrew
into the living room? It's my last

chance to play with him before I have to
leave for school.

Well, honey, I'm about to give him
breakfast, but you can help me feed him.

Okay, thank you. Okay, Andy, this
morning it's corn mush.

I'll create a diversion. You make a rent
for it.

Oh, there he is, Andy. How about a quick
story before I go to work? What do you

say? Uh, Dad, he's all booked up right
now, but maybe Mom can read you a story.

Not the same.

Come on, Alex, don't be so selfish. He's
my brother, too.

Well, Mallory, look, today happens to be
the first day of my sophomore year in

college, and I'd like a few private
moments to share with my only brother.

Jennifer and I are about to give him
breakfast now.

And if that falls through, I got dibs on
him. Then I'm next.

Wait a minute. What about me? I want to
play with you. Come on, Andy. All right,

all right, all right.

Let's let Andy decide.

Now, Andy, who's your favorite?

Well,

that seems clear enough.

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

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

Oh, it's like I started breathing on the
night we kissed.

And I can't remember what I ever did
before.

What would we do, baby, without her?

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?

Love

is

a many -splendored thing.

It's the April that only grows in the
early

spring.

Love is nature's way of giving a reason
to

be living.

Kiss me, Dad.

I used to like that song.

Bear with me, Mom.

First day of college, beautiful girl
strolling around the campus.

Surely you must remember what it's like
to be young and in love.

Or at least in love.

Well,

now, this is big news, Alex. What girl
are you in love with? Well, Dad, I've

narrowed it down to seven lucky
finalists.

And you'll find their pictures in here.

Leland College freshman directory.

You met seven different freshman girls
on your first day of school?

Well, I haven't actually met any of them
yet, Mom.

I just thought it'd be more efficient to
go through the book, pick one I like,

seek her out, and fall in love.

Wouldn't it be easier just to order a
few, try them out, and then send back

ones you don't like?

You're a natural at this.

Alex, picking out girlfriends based on
pictures in a book is a bit immature.

Not to mention sexist.

Right, Steven?

This is despicable, Alex.

I'm shocked at you.

Will you two cut it out?

Yes, really, Alex.

Come on, Mom.

Look at this one.

Trisha Armstrong.

Now, come on. Don't you think we make a
good couple?

Well, you're both two -dimensional.

Here's my plan. I figure I'll drop her a
note in the college mail tomorrow, tell

her I'm from the sophomore hospitality
committee, and I'll be calling by later

in the day.

You're not Trisha Armstrong, are you?

No, I'm Ellen Reed.

Sorry to disappoint you.

Trisha's my roommate.

Well, she's your roommate.

Fabulous.

Hi. Alex P. Keaton, sophomore,
hospitality committee.

Congratulations.

Hey, excuse me.

Do you mind if I wait around here for a
while? I told Miss Armstrong that I'd

meet her here, and it's official
committee business.

I suppose.

Ah, thanks very much.

So, you and Trisha must be pretty close,
huh?

Met her yesterday.

Uh -oh.

How'd that go?

She said hello when I said hello.

Sounds like she's got the gift to gab.

Is it supposed to be this?

It's not supposed to be
representational. It's abstract.

Oh, I'll say it's abstract.

What do you call it? Find the apple?

I'd explain the concept of abstract art
to you, but I have a feeling I'd be

wasting my time.

Oh.

Oh, you do, do you?

Look, I know why you're here.

What do you think, I'm stupid?

I happen to know that there's no such
thing as a sophomore hospitality

committee. There is two.

I'm the president.

And, uh, and founder.

You're here for exactly the same reason
as all those other guys.

You saw Trisha's picture in the freshman
directory and you came by here to hit

on her. That is not true.

What other guys?

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

From what I can tell about Trisha,
you're her type.

Oh, oh, I see. And you know what type I
am. I mean, you got me all figured out.

Well, let me take a shot.

You're an economics major.

You voted for Reagan.

You're in the debating club and the
young executives club.

And you wear a jacket and tie everywhere
you go.

Ha.

She shows you what you know. I quit the
debating club last spring.

I misjudged you. Wait a minute.

What is going on here? Why are you
giving me such a hard time?

Maybe it's because I've had to spend the
last two days making inane conversation

with insecure guys like you who fall in
love with photographs.

Insecure, huh?

Let me tell you something. You have
really got a chip on your shoulder. I do

have a chip on my shoulder. I am a very
nice person except when I'm around

people like you. Oh, people like me.
People like me. I happen to like people

like me.

I can tell you do. And of all the people
like you that there are, you probably

like you the best. Yeah, well, let me
tell you something. You are about the

unfriendly, self -righteous person I
have ever met.

Alex B. Keaton, sophomore hospitality
committee.

How you doing?

Oh, hey, Alex. I left some dinner for
you.

Oh, thanks, Mama. I already ate.

Oh.

How'd your girl shopping go?

Was that one young lady as pretty in
person?

Uh -huh.

You seemed happier with her picture.

No, no, it was fine. She was great. She
was really great. I mean, we went to a

movie, and we're probably going to go
out tomorrow night.

You've got this roommate, Ellen Reed.

I got into a big argument with this girl
while I was waiting around for Tricia,

and it really bugged me.

You know, she had the nerve.

to accuse me of going over there just to
hit on Tricia.

Well, isn't that why you went over?

Oh, what?

What is the big deal?

I was just asking.

And then she starts saying, we don't
know it all. You know, like she knows

everything about me.

You're an economics major. You voted for
Reagan. You're in the debating club.

You're in the young executives club.

Well, all that is true.

I quit the debating club last spring.

And then she tells me I'm insecure.

I mean, I mean, you don't think I'm
insecure, do you, Mom?

Because I would hate for people to view
me as insecure.

Because I'm not.

I'm really, really not.

You know, Alex, it was really nice of
you to come over the other day to meet

All the guys at Leland have been so nice
to me.

Well, that's the Leland motto.

We're nice.

Easy, Trish.

Oh, hi, Ellen. Hi, Trish.

Hello. Hello.

Oh, Ellen, your boyfriend Dennis called
a couple of hours ago.

said he'd call back tomorrow.

Oh, thanks, Trish.

Ellen's boyfriend is a senior at
Franklin and Marshall.

He's going to be a psychologist and
they're probably going to get married.

that great?

Swell.

Trish, you have a phone call. Oh,
thanks, Jack.

I'll be right back, Alex.

Well, you two seem to be hitting it off.

Well, that shouldn't surprise you.

After all, we are the same type.

Listen, I won't bother you guys. I just
came back to get a book. I'll be out of

your way in a minute. Hey, it's your
room.

You

need

any help?

No.

Here, here, let me get that.

No, I can do it.

The same thing happened yesterday. I
fixed it myself.

You did a nice job.

Okay, fine. You seem to want to help so
badly.

Right.

Just right.

All right. Okay, no problem.

Just get this...

There we go. Gently, gently, gently.

Ah.

It's a cake.

Anything else need fixing?

the other day.

Sorry if I came out a little strong.

I'm sorry, too.

Hey, hey, did you do these? What?

Oh, yeah.

They're mine. They look very good.

Oh, come on. These are great.

I mean, now these look like real things.

I mean, look at that. That could be a
real painting.

It is a real painting.

Yeah, this one, too. This is great. Who
is that?

A guy I know.

An old friend.

And a... Oh, your boyfriend.

Well, I guess that depends on what you
mean by boyfriend.

Uh, Trisha said you were gonna marry
him.

Oh, well, if that's what you mean, yeah.

So, uh, so you are getting married.

Well, if he really wants to.

Of course I do, too.

I probably will. I'm sure I will.

I don't know. Maybe not.

Well, as long as you're sure.

What a nice call that was.

Who was it from?

A guy named Brent from the senior class
welcoming committee.

Listen, Trish, you got to be careful,
you know. A lot of those organizations

bogus.

Trust him.

He knows.

pledge dance.

Which one would you most like me to
wear?

Uh, Patricia, this is silly. I mean, I'm
no good at pretending I'm a sorority.

I never have been.

Oh, the pink one's you, Alex.

Jennifer Mallory. Oh, hi, Mr. King.

I'm gonna go try these dresses on. Will
you tell me which one looks best? Sure,

let's go.

Okay, bye.

Well, Alex,

You got that book, picked out the girl
you wanted, sought her out, and now

you're a happy couple.

You took all the surprise and romance
out of love and reduced it to what it

should be.

An exact science.

You know, it's not as exact as I'd
hoped, Dad. What do you mean?

I don't know. Here I am. I'm with
Tricia.

She's everything I'd hoped she'd be.
She's beautiful.

She's fun -loving. She's vivacious.

And if I have to spend another minute
with her, I'm going to strangle both of

us.

Well, these things take time.

The crazy thing is, she's got this
roommate, an art major, for crying out

who I have absolutely nothing in common
with.

And for some unknown reason, I think
about her constantly.

And she's got a boyfriend who she's
probably going to marry.

Alex, I hope I'm not interfering in your
personal life if I say, good luck.

There you are, Alex.

Did you look after Andrew for a while?
Yeah, you got it, Mom.

Oh, and Dad?

Yeah. I hope to win that time.

Alex, we jog for exercise and fun and
not a competition.

Yeah. You ready to go? Yeah, all set.

Whoops. Do you mind getting that for me,
dear?

Uh, yeah.

Well, big guy, looks like just you and
me.

What do you want to do, Alex?

I don't know. I thought maybe we'd pop
open a couple of cold beers.

Okay, but I'm only nine months old. Make
mine a light.

You're corrupting a minor. I'm calling
the police.

When did you get here?

Just a second ago. I came by to pick up
Tricia.

Who's that little guy?

This is my brother, Andrew.

Andrew, this is Ellen.

Hi, Ellen.

Trisha needs a guy's opinion about her
dress. I think Andrew's our safest bet.

Well,

I guess I'll go tell Trisha I'm here.
Yeah, uh, wait. Ellen, uh, just a

I, uh, I got you something.

You did?

Yeah, it's no big deal. I was at this
art show, and they were having a sale on

Picassos.

And I knew you liked this stuff, so I
got you one.

Alex, it's not a Picasso.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, it is. Sure. Look right
here.

Uh, Picard... Picardo.

Uh, Vince Picardo.

Gotta admit, though, he is good.

Alex, thank you. This... This was very
sweet of you.

It was, uh, it was nothing, really. I
mean, I was there and everything, and I

knew you liked art. It was still very
sweet, thank you. No, no, don't worry

about it. It was a couple of bucks. Even
so, it was very sweet, now shut up.

You're welcome.

So, I guess I'll see you guys at the
dance tonight.

Oh, you, uh, you gonna be there? Yeah,
just to make some money. I'm working the

refreshment table.

So come say hello if you get bored.

I will.

In fact, I don't know, maybe we could...
Oh,

hi, Ellen. Hi.

I didn't know you were here yet. Yeah,
she just got here. Just now? A second

ago.

You having a good time?

Oh, it's wonderful.

Everybody looks so nice, and the
decorations are beautiful.

Hi, Ellen.

Hey, it's 10 o 'clock.

Showing a tape of last week's pep rally
up in the lounge.

Oh, wow. You want to go, Ellen?

Uh, no, Trisha. Why don't you go ahead?

I'm going to stay here and relax.

Enjoy these decorations.

Okay, I won't be long.

What did you think?

I would do at this moment when you're
standing before

me.

Hey, how's it going?

Fine.

Excuse me.

Nothing wrong?

No, nothing wrong.

Well, listen, why don't you take a
break? Let's dance.

No, I can't. I have to make sure there's
enough punch available.

Ellen, there are 8 ,000 cups of punch
here.

Please, Alex, I don't want to dance. Why
not? Because I just don't.

You just don't love me no more.

Did you think I could hate you?

Or raise my hand to you?

What?

Nothing. What is it?

Nothing. You were going to say
something.

No, no, no. I thought I was going to say
something and then I realized I wasn't.

And you know, I'd never hurt you.

What do you think I would

give at this moment?

Ellen. What?

Nothing.

At that time, it was really nothing.

Kiss the ground that you want.

If I could just hold you again.

Ellen. Alex, please let me go. Ellen,
I'm sorry.

Dancer. I dance with Ellen.

Really? Well, did she tell you?

Tell me what?

Maybe she doesn't want anybody to know.

Know what?

Promise you don't tell anyone I told
you? Well, Trisha, I'm not fooling

here. What is it?

Well, she just...

against the ground!

Sit, Ubu, sit.

Good dog.