All language subtitles for Empty Nest s02e19 Love is Blind.eng

uh-huh, yeah.

No, Carol, dear,

I won't be coming home
for dinner tonight.

It's the hospital board meeting.

Look, why don't you and Barbara
go out and have a good time?

No, I meant together.

Well, baby, you two used
to play together

when you were little girls.

You didn't?
Your mother told me you did.

Bye, Carol.

Get ready to earn your money.

Jeffrey millstein, room one.

Jeffrey's back. Okay.

What is it this time? Who knows?

With him, it could be anything

from a split lip
to a split personality.

Well, Jeffrey.
Hello, Dr. Weston.

Nurse Todd, you're looking

especially lovely
and antiseptic today.

Thank you.

All right, come on, what's up?

My pulse is racing.

I'm experiencing
free-floating anxiety

and occasional outbursts
of irritability.

And so it begins.

Look, now, Jeffrey, this
sounds like it could be stress.

Anything unusual
going on in your life?

Not really, Dr. Weston.

School is fine.
Social life is fine.

Tomorrow I defend my title

in the Miami junior
chess tournament...

A major source
of my self-esteem.

My diet is fine.
Whoaho-ho-ho-ho.

Wait a minute. Let's back up
this chess-tournament thing.

The chess tournament, of course.

You're a genius, Dr. Weston.

Well, I wouldn't say genius.

Ditto.

You can't imagine
the pressure I'm under.

For the last six years,
I've won this chess tournament.

And with each year,
it gets harder.

When you're the best,
there's always someone out there

trying to take your place.

I feel like
that aging gunfighter

who never knows if his next draw
will be his last.

I used that old west analogy
in deference to you, nurse Todd.

Jeffrey, dear, uh,
what you're forgetting here

is that chess is just a game.

Go out there
and have a little fun.

Don't take it so seriously.

- I'll try.
- You'll see.

You should have a good time.

But first I'm gonna go home

and shave all my body hair
on the off chance

that aerodynamics plays
some small role in chess.

Sorry you had to hear that,
nurse Todd.

Grilled sea bass, very dry,
no butter, no salt.

Ribs, fries,
and another pi?a colada.

That's death.
You just ordered death.

No, excuse me.
We didn't order wine.

Compliments
of the gentleman at the bar.

What do you think?

- He's cute.
- Barbara, look deeper.

He's real cute.

Now. What I see
is a man who is well-read,

enjoys foreign films,

and has a deep appreciation
for German expressionism.

I'd like to see him in cutoffs.

Me too.

Look, Barbara, he's blind.

Hi, can I join you?

We'd be delighted.

- I'm Alan Hudson.
- This is Barbara Weston,

and I'm her sister, Carol.

That's how they get to know you.

I have an arrangement
with the bartender.

Anytime a good-looking lady
comes in, he lets me know.

Apparently, I just hit
the daily double.

So how'd you get here tonight?

- You didn't drive.
- Barbara!

What?

It's okay.
I take cabs everywhere.

Between you and me,
I have a hunch

they take me miles
out of my way to up the fare.

They claim
it's the scenic route,

but a lot of good that does me.

Ah, that's my beeper.

Got to call my office.

In the meantime, why don't you
write your phone number down?

I'll have my secretary
put it into braille.

Barbara, give me a pen.
He wants my number.

Your number?

What makes you think
he wants to call you and not me?

Because for once,
cuteness doesn't count.

This is a blind man.

That little
hair-flip move of yours

is going to get you nowhere.

Yeah, and you can forget

leaning over the table
for the butter.

Alan, I think there's been

a slight misunderstanding.

We weren't sure who's
phone number you wanted.

- Actually, i...
- Now, before you say anything,

just remember this is Carol.

And this is Barbara.

I just can't believe it.

He chose a dinner roll over me.

Hey!

Now, here's a surprise.

It's Saturday night.

Barbara's out,
and Carol's home with daddy.

Charley, go a little easy here.

Carol's feeling hurt.

Both the girls met
this man at the same time.

He asked Barbara out.

Daddy, it wasn't just any man.

He was blind.

Hold it.

Let me get this straight.

A blind guy turned you down?

Does the phrase "hit bottom"
mean anything to you?

All right, Charley...

Daddy, I don't understand this.

I mean, Alan's blind.
He's vulnerable.

The man needs sensitivity
and compassion,

and he chooses Barbara?

I mean, why
would he choose Barbara?

Maybe he doesn't want whining.

You can hear whining.

I mean, it just doesn't make
any sense.

He felt my face and everything.

Houston, we have isolated
the problem.

Charley, isn't there some sort

of porky's film festival
you should be attending?

Hey, I can take a hint.

Daddy, you don't think
there's anything pathetic

about you and me
being home together

on a Saturday night, do you?
No, honey, not at all.

Come on, don't listen
to what Charley says.

Well, got a date. Got to go.

Enjoy yourself, dear.

Dreyfuss.

Well, good night, Alan.
I had a nice time.

- I had a good time too.
- I'll just leave you two alone.

Barbara,
I'd like to see you again.

I don't think
that's such a great idea.

Good night, Alan.
Uh, Alan, wait a second.

Barbara, may I speak
to you for a moment?

Barbara, what are you doing?

That man just asked you out
for another date,

and you said no?
I do that a lot.

Well, you
can't do that with him.

Why not?

He's blind!
He's blind! He's blind!

I just don't want to see
the guy again, okay?

Why not?

Because there's
something about him.

He is not the same guy we met
at the restaurant.

He's rude.
He's not very thoughtful.

He just gives me the creeps.

Oh, this is something.

The man is visually impaired.

He's never seen a leaf
or a sunset.

The gift of sight
has been taken from him.

And you, my sister,
don't want to see him again

because he just gives
you the creeps?

Right.

Good night, Alan.

Alan, oh, I'm so sorry.

You must be so hurt.

Don't be upset with Barbara.

It's just that she's young

and... and new to the world
of the... the unsighted.

You're
a very unusual girl, Carol,

I could tell from the moment
we met, you were...

Sensitive?

Yeah, okay.

It's so interesting that
you should choose that word.

Carol, what would you say
to you and me going out?

Oh, Alan!

Feel my happiness.

Hi, Jeffrey.

- What happened?
- Freak accident.

I was moving pawn
to queen's bishop three

when I heard a snap.

My own fault, Dr. Weston.

I didn't stretch
before the match.

- Let me take a look at this.
- Not necessary!

If you'll merely write a note
excusing me from the tournament,

I'll be on my way.

Jeffrey, there is
nothing wrong with this arm.

Maybe this, uh, fiver

will get you to take
a second look?

Jeffrey, come on!

What's going on?

What I've been fearing
for the last six years

has finally come to pass.

I've met my match, Dr. Weston.

His name is lunya valenovich,
a nine-year-old Russian emigre.

Oh. He's good, huh?

I knew I was in trouble when
during the opening handshake,

he said, "I must break you."

I managed to play him even
up until this point,

but he's got me
in trouble, Dr. Weston.

Look...

All right, now,
refresh my memory.

The little horsey hops
one way once

and then two times
the other way?

Dr. Weston,
if I lose this match,

I won't be able to live
with myself.

I'll never be able
to climb up on the sink

and look at myself
in the mirror again.

Jeffrey, have you talked
to your father about this?

Yes.

And what... what'd he say?

Same thing he always says.

"Leave me alone.
Go talk to Dr. Weston."

Well, okay, uh...

This is what I think.

Uh, when the going gets tough,
the tough get going.

And winners never quit,
and quitters never win.

- Your words are powerful.
- Well...

Cliches, yes,

but their naive logic
has struck a chord.

Well, I'm going
back to the tournament.

Thanks to you, I shall be
a lean, mean chess machine.

That's the way to talk.
There you go.

And have yourself some fun!

Dr. Weston, I'm gonna kick
some bolshevik butt.

What was that?

I was walking around
with my eyes closed.

I was trying to live
in Alan's world,

to learn what
it's like to be blind.

I wonder if he's
annoying everyone around him

to learn what it's
like to live in your world.

Very funny, Barbara.

Leave it to you to make fun
of those imitating the blind.

Don't you think you're going
a little overboard?

Oh, Barbara, I'm just so
excited about my date with Alan.

I got us front-row tickets
to the symphony.

They cost me $100,
but I don't care.

I want tonight to be perfect.

And then after the concert,
I made reservations

at a wonderful restaurant
at the beach.

Great food, sounds of the ocean
lapping against the shore,

smell of the sea breeze.

Coming, Alan!

I want him to know
he's at the right house.

- Hi, Alan.
- Carol.

- Hi.
- Hi, Barbara.

Alan, I have the most exciting
evening planned for us.

We start off with a symphony,
and then we...

Carol, honey, I really
don't like classical music.

Oh, o-okay,
well, that's no problem.

I mean, who cares about
a silly old symphony, anyway?

- Carol!
- The main highlight

of this evening is dinner.

I've made reservations

at a wonderful restaurant
at the beach.

Let me guess... waves crashing
against the shore,

seagulls overhead, mood music,
yadda, yadda, yadda, yadda.

You're right.

Why eat at the shore
when we can eat inland?

- Carol, a second ago, you sa...
- Shut up.

Alan, will you excuse us
for a second?

This is exactly
the kind of creepy stuff

- I was talking about.
- What?

You planned this great evening.

You're all excited about it,

and this guy
just dumps all over you.

Barbara, you are looking at this

from a sighted point of view.

Now, I spent almost 30 minutes
in Alan's world.

I know what he's feeling.

And what about
what you're feeling?

Barbara,
you're missing the point.

The man has never seen a leaf.
He's never seen a sunset.

He's a fragile, vulnerable soul.

Hey, can we hurry it up?

My clothes
are going out of style.

Laverne, did Alan call?

- I thought he was with you two.
- He never showed up.

Oh, god, I'm so afraid something
terrible happened to him.

After all, he is blind.

Don't worry, now. These blind
people can be very resourceful.

We had one back in hickory.

His name was dewly tippett.

Took an old bloodhound,

turned him
into a good guide dog.

Things worked out real well

till one day
that dog spotted him a rabbit

tearing into the woods,

and took dewly
on the ride of his life.

Oh, Alan!

There you are.
I was so worried about you.

I got your message.
What's the emergency?

Well, darling, we were
supposed to have lunch together

so you could meet my father.
Oh, was that today?

Oh, it's okay, Alan.

We can have lunch
with daddy some other time.

Maybe.

I just don't want to lock myself
into anything right now.

It's all right, honey.
No... no need to apologize.

Carol, honey,
he didn't apologize.

Anyway, Alan,
I'm glad you're here now,

because there's
a couple of people

I'd like to introduce you to.

This is my father.

Hello.

And this is his nurse, Laverne.

I am not happy with this.

My father is a tall man
with a gentle face,

while Laverne is pretty,
dedicated to her work,

and hails from the south.
Yeah, I got to go.

Carol, are you coming or what?

Isn't he wonderful?

Yes, sir!

You worked some wonders
with your eldest there.

Hi, daddy. How was your day?

Well, I met
your sister's boyfriend.

Well, let's face it, daddy...

When Carol drives
down the highway of men,

she always gets off
at the idiot exit.

You got to tell her
to stop seeing this guy.

Oh, Barbara, Barbara.

You've got a few things
to learn about being a father.

I mean, if I tell Carol
I don't like this guy,

she's gonna want him even more.

- Daddy, that's silly.
- That's the truth.

That's the way it happens
between fathers and daughters.

That's why I never told you

how much I disliked
that guy with the earring

you were dating
a couple of months ago.

Jack? Oh, he was a great guy.

I got to give him a call.
Now, you see-

I know I'm gonna regret this,

but I am gonna have to talk
to Carol about this.

And this is gonna... Not easy.

I... all right, listen, Carol...

Alan did
the most terrible thing today.

Here I thought
I understood the man,

but there turns out that there
is a whole other side of him

that I never new existed.
What happened?

I took him to the library
to show him where I work.

And as we were leaving,
I caught him trying to sneak out

with a book
from the braille section.

I mean, what if my boss
had been there?

I could've been fired.

And he just shrugged
the whole thing off.

Well, honey, I don't blame you
for being angry.

I mean, I'd be angry too. Angry?

Oh, daddy, I've never felt
closer to Alan.

What?

Well, this wasn't just
the simple taking of a book,

this was
a desperate cry for help.

What?

Next stop... Moron parkway.

Carol, honey.
Liste... hey, we have to talk.

What is it, daddy?

I don't think
you're seeing Alan clearly.

- What do you mean?
- I mean, he's...

He seems a little inconsiderate
and selfish.

He doesn't treat you very well.
Daddy, he's blind.

He's never seen a leaf.
He's never seen a sunset.

Honey, I know that.

The question is, would
you continue dating this guy

if he weren't blind?

You know, I would expect
this kind of thing from Barbara,

but coming from you, daddy...

It almost
makes me want him more.

Carol, all I'm saying is,

make sure that
you are judging the man

and not the disability.

You know, it's people like you

who used to condemn the blind
to insane asylums!

Who did that?
Nobody ever did that!

See ya. Thanks.

Okay, Laverne, that takes care
of the Henderson boy.

Who's...?

Jeffrey.

Dr. Weston, may I have
a moment of your time?

Aha!

That's a smile, Jeffrey.
This is good.

I am guessing that you won
the chess tournament

and lunya is sulking

in some siberian
day-care center.

Actually, Dr. Weston,
the loss was mine.

- Ah, Jeffrey, I'm sorry.
- Don't be.

You know, Dr. Weston,

in the last tortured moments
of that match

as I met lunya's
cold carpathian stare,

I broke into
an incredible flop sweat.

And then the word
I feared the most

came floating across the room...

"checkmate."

Dazed and defeated,
I laid my king on its side

and waited for the earth
to swallow me up.

And let me guess, Jeffrey...
Nothing happened.

You knew, Dr. Weston?

Hey, I'm a pro.

I couldn't believe it.
I lost, and nothing happened.

Sure, there were
a few titters and hoots,

but then my parents have never
been especially supportive.

Well, Jeffrey,
I think you're feeling

a great sense of relief, huh,

now that the burden
of number one

has been lifted from you.

And lunya is the one
looking over his shoulder.

Ahead of me again...
That's why I come here,

despite the fact that
you're not as well-published

as many of your peers.

Thank you, Dr. Weston.
It's a pleasure, sir.

- Bye, nurse Todd.
- Bye-bye, Jeffrey.

Ah, Laverne, I wish
you could've been here

to see what happened
between Jeffrey and me.

It's one
of those special moments

that makes me so glad
to be a doctor.

Yeah, well, you better
get yourself into room two.

The Carter boy's been a-pukin'
his guts out.

Alan, isn't it romantic
being at the restaurant

- where we first met?
- Yeah.

Except I thought
we were going to be alone.

What's Barbara doing here?

You!

Carol, honey, this
is a little embarrassing,

but I forgot my wallet...
Can you cover this?

Well, darling, of course I can.

But this is
the third time this week.

You know, Alan, you really
should remember your wallet,

I mean, it has your I.D. In it...

whoop, whoop...
Nag alert, nag alert!

Now. Alan, I don't think
that was called for.

I was only... I'm sorry.

That wasn't you talking.
That was years of pain.

That was a cry for help.
I understand.

We have some
excellent desserts tonight.

We'll pass on dessert...
Just coffee for the two of us.

Oh, well,
now, I don't know, Alan.

That strawberry tart
looks interesting.

- You can't have it.
- Why not?

Hey, don't start
chunking up on me.

- What?
- Chunk up, chunk up.

You know...

- Alan.
- I'll be back.

Alan, if I'm doing something
wrong, I want you to tell me.

Look, I just
don't want you to feel

you can start porking up
just because I can't see you.

Okay, this is good.

We're talking honestly.
We're talking openly.

If I want to spend the day
with a blimp,

I'd go to a football game.

Never seen a leaf.
Never seen a sunset.

Never seen a leaf.
Never seen a sunset.

Hey, Carol, come on,
conversation like this

I can get
from your airhead sister.

Now, wait a minute, Alan.

I will not have you talking
about Barbara that way.

She is a good,
decent human being,

and she deserves to be treated
with respect.

Would you just pay the bill
so we can go now, Carol?

And so do I.

You know something,
my father was right.

I haven't been seeing
you clearly.

I don't care if you are blind!

You are a rude, obnoxious man!

You may be disabled, Alan,
but your disability

is not your blindness...
It's your personality.

And I don't want you
in my life anymore.

Alan, this is me.

This is nothing.

That's what
I'm leaving you with.

You are a bad blind man.

I'm usually very sensitive.

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