All language subtitles for Family Ties S01E09 Death of a Grocer.DVDRip.NonHI.cc.en.CBS.EN

♪ I'll bet We've been together ♪

♪ For a million years ♪

♪ And I'll bet
We'll be together ♪

♪ For a million more ♪

♪ Ooh, it's like I
started breathin' ♪

♪ 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 nothin' ♪

♪ We can't love
Each other through ♪

♪ What would we do, baby ♪

♪ Without us? ♪

♪ Sha-la-la-lahhh ♪

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.

If you put in a time
clock like I suggested,

you could keep track

of the comings and
goings of your employees.

You're my only employee, Alex.

It's the principle, Mr. Adler.

You should be angry
at me for being late.

All right. Where were
you for eight minutes?

I had a meeting of 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.

Excuse me. Where are the olives?

What do you want olives for?

Is it required that I tell you?

Nah, I'm just curious.
I can't eat 'em myself.

Heartburn.

Well, thank you for
sharing that with me.

So where are they?

Usually I get the
pains right here.

No, no, no, no, no. The olives.

Oh, well, if we have any

they'll be on the other side
of the store somewhere.

Olives are at the
end of Aisle 2,

second shelf from the bottom.

We got a few of
the regular ones left,

and we also have the
pimiento stuffed ones.

A dollar thirty-nine
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. Seemed
like the appropriate place.

Today business stunk.

It stunk yesterday too.

In fact, business
has stunk since 1957.

It was right after
that sputnik thing.

Sputnik goes up, business
goes down. Go figure.

I keep telling you, Mr. Adler,

you could have a
real moneymaker here.

You just gotta be
more aggressive.

You know, the building
next door's for lease.

You could rent it out,
knock out the wall in between

and double the
size of your store.

Alex, if I knocked
down that wall,

where would I hang up my coat?

You gotta think big, Mr. Adler.
You gotta be more competitive.

Oh, that reminds me.

There's gonna be a
beautiful sunset today.

I want you to take
off early to watch it.

Mr. Adler, do you
ever hear a 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.

Watch what 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.

Ah, 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.

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 gonna wanna buy

an open box of ice
cream sandwiches.

Alex, let him
have his ice cream.

Thank you, Mr. Adler.

You screwed up our
inventory, you know.

You're gonna have
that on your conscience.

Alex, I happen 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
should be punished further

by having to talk to you.

Well, uh, how's Mallory?

She's fine.

You know, uh,
she's really pretty.

Thank you, Skippy.

Doe 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
could 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?

Skippy, remember
when we were little kids

and I accidentally ran
over you with 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 nice 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 weekend.

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

'cause he'd think I
already had plans.

How did we overlook the obvious?

Hi, sweetheart. Hi, kids.

Hi. Hi. 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
at the bedroom scene.

Can you believe how
prudish some people are?

They objected to
the bedroom scene?

Yep.

That scene was so mild, Dad.

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. Hi.

Alex, you're an hour late.

Well, I'm 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've put the wheels in motion

towards my future of
wealth and prosperity.

My shoulder is firmly
against the grindstone

of economic success.

Try it with a few more
metaphors this time, Alex.

Well, I stopped by
that new Shop-A-Lot

on the way home from work.
- Yeah.

See, Skippy Handleman
told me they had an opening

for a new stock boy.

So I gave them my résumé,
I had a brief interview,

and I think they're
impressed by me.

Remind me never to shop there.

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

Well, I'd, uh... I'd
have to give that up.

I thought you loved
working for Mr. Adler.

Well, 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.

It's time for me to move on.

What are you, the Lone Ranger?

Wait a minute, Alex,
shouldn't you give this

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?

Its, 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, Alex.

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?

There are the little plastic
balls with the bells inside,

and the little furry birds,

and the the chew toys that
remove tartar and plaque

from the teeth. I
could go on forever.

Please don't.

Alex there's just a lot
a factors involved here.

A lot of things to consider.

Hello.

Yes, he is. Who's calling?

Alex, it's for you.

It's a Bobby Cahill
from the Shop-A-Lot.

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
manager of pet supplies.

Dare to dream, Alex.

Okay, Mr. Adler.

Try and remember
this time, okay?

Thermostat, valve, wait...

Valve.

Kick. Got it?

Maybe it would help
if you set it to music.

♪ Thermostat, valve
Wait, valve, kick ♪

I give up.

Oh. You want a nectarine?

Uh, no, thanks.
Listen, Mr. Adler,

I have something
I have to tell you.

You're sure you don't want a
nectarine? They're in season.

No. I'm sure. Listen...
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 stock boy

at Shop-A-Lot
supermarket. I took the job.

I start next week.

Do you think you
can handle both jobs?

No, I don't.

Why do you burden
yourself, Alex?

Did this come out of that
Entrepreneurs' Club stuff?

Mr. Adler, you don't understand.

See, I'm not gonna be
working here anymore.

Oh. I see.

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

Well, yeah.

But don't worry. I'm not
gonna leave you short-handed.

I've been breaking
in Skippy Handleman.

He's gonna 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 gonna 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.

See, 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.

Well, 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.

I took the job, Mr. Adler.

I see.

Good night.

Oh, uh, 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.

Ah. That's wonderful.

To be honest, I thought
you should have been

more straightforward with him,

but I guess you knew
what you were doing.

So where is he taking
you Friday night?

No, I told him I was busy.

You're not busy Friday night.

Of course not, Mom.
But I can't let Brad think

I was just waiting
for him to ask me out.

Oh, Mallory. Why don't you
just deal honestly with Brad

and let fate take its course?

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've gotta go to
the Shop-A-Lot tonight.

I'm getting picked
up in a few minutes.

Now, just a minute. You've
worked every afternoon

and evening for
the past two weeks.

Well, I know, Mom,
but this isn't work.

Well, not technically.

It's a special evening
training program

for the new stock boys.
Tonight we have a meeting

on the creative monitoring
of canned goods inventory.

Boy, you don't
wanna miss that, Alex.

Well, I can't miss it.

I gotta attend all
the evening meetings

to be eligible for
my first promotion.

Ah, probably Skippy.

He's having some
problems at Mr. Adler's.

He wants to talk to me.

Alex, this time you
really gotta 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'm doing the best I can, Alex.

She's really pretty.

Yeah. What do you need
to know? I gotta get going.

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 cling
peaches in heavy syrup.

Don't toy with me,
Alex. They're not there.

They're in the
storeroom, Skippy.

No. No, not the storeroom.
Don't make me go in there, Alex.

The place is a jungle. I
can't find anything in there.

Alex, I can't handle this job.

Get a grip on yourself, Skippy.

Look, I'll draw you a
map of the storeroom

and I'll show you where
everything is, okay?

Okay. Maps are
good. Just draw neat.

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.

It's not the end of the world.

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

I'm free on Friday night.

Not that stupid.

I'll get it. I'll get it.

Hi, Bobby. Come on in.

How you doing, 28? Fine.

Uh, Bobby, these are my sisters.

These are my parents.

Uh, this is Skippy Handleman.

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, well, how's he
working out down there?

Are you kidding? Number
28 here is really coming along.

We have high hopes for
him down at the market.

Twenty-eight?

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.

He's 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, uh, Mallory, can I
wash your dishes for you?

You can wash mine.

Wouldn't you be more
comfortable in your own bed?

Oh, hi, Mom.

I was just studying.

Interesting method.

Yeah, well, I guess
I'm pretty tired.

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

Can't. Gotta prepare
this oral report

for history class tomorrow.

I just got back from the store.

How was work? Fine.

Did you know that ongoing
computerized inventory control

is 71 percent more
efficient than weekly checks?

I've always suspected it.

You want some warm milk?

Sure.

How are you enjoying
it, your new job?

Well, it's fine, I guess.

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.

The 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.

That's strange. What?

The 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 gonna stay

junior stock boy
number 28 forever.

No advancement, no promotions.

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, or stamp the price
on a box of buzzy balls,

or put a catnip punching
bag up on 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 gonna say, Alex.

I mean, I don't wanna tell
you how to live your life,

or what kind of
person you should be.

Just... Just think of
this as food for thought.

Maybe I shouldn't say it.

No. 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 station
and earning a lot more money.

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 supplies.

But where does it end, 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 get ahead

but simply because you enjoy it?

I don't know, Mom.

I just 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.

Uh, listen, I accidentally

wore my apron home
the last time I worked.

My mom washed it.

Uh, there it is.

Thank you.

I just thought I'd bring it by,

I, uh... In case
you might need it.

I realize you have
two other ones,

but one of them has
that big stain on the front

and the other one is
missing the "G" in grocery.

It just says Adler's Rocery.

Well, good, good. Fine.

I mean we wouldn't
wanna 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,
uh, really great.

I like it a lot.

I'm glad to hear that.

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

It's our best one.

Well, I'd 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?

About the 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?

II 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, see, 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, for one
brief, shining moment

it was Shop-A-Lot.

I missed you, Alex.

Skippy's okay,

but we're running out
of ice cream. Heh, heh.

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 anti-climatic.

You know, I think I'm going to

close up a few minutes
early and watch the sunset.

Are you interested?

The sunset?

Do you realize how
much work I have to do?

I'll bet Skippy set this
place back 30 years.

Oh, great.

Business was good 30 years ago.

I'm serious.

So am I.

I am gonna watch the
sunset. Are you coming?

Yeah, I'm coming.

Wouldn't you at least
consider getting a new cooler?

Don't start.