All language subtitles for S06E02 The Doubtful Doctor.ZEN

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THE DOUBTFUL DOCTOR

But you say you feel
all right now.

Of course I do, doctor. But...

I felt all right
after the other time too.

Oh, this other time
you mentioned...

you say that started
out the same way?

The same way.

I was just a kid at the time.

I didn't think much about it.

But now it is happening again.

Yes, I understand how you feel.

Now... suppose you tell me
about this last time.

Well... the day that it happened...

it was as if the powers-that-be
had a meeting

and decided it would
be fun to drive me nuts.

It started out with a half
cooked eggs and burnt toast

and then as I was taking
Rosemary from her mother.

She dribbled on my tie
so I had to change that.

When I got to the office,

my secretary picked this day to tell me
that she was leaving to get married.

Then Lucille called and said
Rosemary has swallowed a button,

and right after that...

Well... it was that kind of a day.

I didn't have much
hope for the evening.

As it turned out...

it was worse than that day.

Ralph?

Yeah, it's me.

But you, where have you been?

Did you forget what night it is?

Never mind about that.
What about the button?

What button?

The button.
The one that Rosemary swallowed.

Oh, that button.
I found it in the crib.

Well, you might have call me back.

I'm sorry.

The Hornsby's...

They'll be here at 8:30.

Now, Ralph.
Please don't act like that.

Listen, I got a very difficult day

when the laundry came instead of bringing
me the good tablecloth I wanted to use.

Tonight, they brought me
a man shirt instead.

Oh, and mother called.

She said Jack'll need about 200
to close that uptown option.

Lucille, we just gave your brother
300 to close the downtown option.

Well, I know it.

Why so t* about money
all of a sudden?

It's not all of a sudden. And it's not
just the money thing seem to be...

closing in.
That's all.

Must you drink before you shower?

Yes. I must.

It's been a bad day, honey.

Lucille.
Where are you going?

I've got to go to the kitchen.
I've got things going there.

You'll feel better after you shower.

Oh, I forgot to tell you.

A man called
just before you came in.

What did he want?

He wants $50.

Why does he want $50?

I thought he represents the tennants
opposing the raise in our rent.

He said if we're gonna fight through court,
it costs us a million dollars.

Hoo-rah.

Ralph.

Yeah?

There's a magazine
on the armchair table.

What about it?

It's open to a page.
I want you to look at.

Are you looking at it?

Yes. I'm looking at it.

Ralph, I wish we had a house
just like the couple in that article.

You know... if we ever
have a second baby,

that would be the house to have.

If we ever have a second baby,
I am going to cut myself a naughty Oak stick.

I will take one pair of socks

a toothbrush and wrap
them up in a red band.

Then I will put on
an old pair of pants

that attach my little bundle
to that knotty oak,

stick and take off for
the wide open spaces.

I will take either a Northerly
or a Southerly direction

because I wouldn't want
the Pacific Ocean to get in my way.

That is not funny.

That is the best I can do
after a long hard day.

Well, I suppose you'll
be saying next

you're sorry you married me.

Well, I will say that life was
less complicated two years ago.

I was living peacefully
in a furnished apartment.

I have fewer problems.

- Is that so?
- Yes, that's so.

It was a simple carefree life.

Oh, Ralph, if you want
out of this marriage, just say so.

Bargain's a bargain.

Well...

If that's the way you feel about it,

I just want you to know that I can
have my old job back at Eagle Soap.

Anytime I want.

Lucille...

Just what moment it happened?
I don't know.

I remember vaguely getting up,

leaving the apartment,

waiting for the elevator.

It came and I entered it.

And the next thing I knew,
I was sitting down.

I remember feeling cold...

it was shivering.

The surroundings were familiar.

Apparently, I left home and gone
back to my bachelor apartment.

When I went to the window,

I saw a light snow
were falling outside.

Snow in July?

It was real snow.
All right.

I couldn't understand any of it.

For example, why were my clothes,
all my old cast-offs

hanging in the closet
looking new?

My old beat-up desk was there.

So was my calendar.

And I looked at
the month and the date.

I began to understand
this wasn't the same day at all.

It was a day
two and a half years ago.

Hello.
Come right in, Mr. Treadwell.

What can I do for you?

Hello yourself and you know exactly
what you can do for me.

You can pay your rent.

Your rent?

Oh, oh yeah.
I remember now.

I guess I am in the rears*.

You know very well.
You're two months behind.

Well, thanks for reminding me,

but I can assure you,
it won't be that way for long.

I'm certainly glad to hear that.

Big things are going to
happen to me, Mr. Treadwell.

You know that little office
that I have account?

In a couple of months time, I'm going
into partnership with Ted Parkinson.

We're goning to knock through
the wall, expand,

become a really big
advertising agency.

That's very interesting, I'm sure.

- And then, I'm getting married.
- The rent, Mr. Jones.

That's all I'm interested in.

Now either you pay up
or you go out.

January 1st.
Is that clear?

All right.

I'll get it for you.

I wouldn't worry about it
if I were you.

I'm not, Mr. Jones.
Believe me.

I didn't like what was happening.

Then I remember Lucille.

And how I got into the habit of
talking things over with her.

If this was
two and a half years ago,

I'd find her
at the Eagle Soap Company.

In fact, it was the promise
of an account* of Eagle Soap

that first led me to Lucille.

She was a secretary there.

Yes?

Hello, honey?

Remember me?

Well, the words are familiar.
But the face is strange.

Stop. Wait a minute.
It's all right to kid around.

Strange it is, but I'm different.

I'm the man in your life.

Did you come up here on business?
So... what?

Certainley, I'm up here
on business.

I want to see Mr. McKraken.

He's going to me a nice account.

Mr. McKraken is out of the town.

Oh, no, he's not out of the town.

About an hour, he's going to
sign a big contract with me.

Then I'm going to come out here and
talk to you into a luncheon engagement.

Well, that is impossible.

Mr. McKraken won't be back for two weeks,
and I am not going to lunch with you.

I don't even know your name.

That isn't what really happened.
You got to have lunch with me.

I'm Ralph.

I'll call Mr. Cedric. I don't think
he's doing anything before* lunch.

Now wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

I know this sounds funny,

but you and I...

we're going to get married.

You're right.

That's very funny.

Now look, Lucille.

I'm Ralph.
You don't seem to understand.

I am Ralph Jones, and we're supposed
to get married about three months time.

It was a short courtship.

Lucille, you'd better
warm up a little.

I'm going to call Mr. Cedric.
Maybe you can stall him out.

Lucille. Quit fooling around.

Now joke is a joke.
But this just has gone far enough.

I'm taking you out to lunch
and no nonsense about it.

Well, Mr. Jones. I'm definitely
not going out to lunch with you.

Is that clear?

And furthermore, I just wish
you get yourself out of here.

I've had a very
rugged morning as it is.

And this isn't funny any longer.

But you have to have
lunch with me.

No, I don't.

Goodbye.

Lucille.

Well, if it isn't the man
with the original approach.

Don't you ever give up?

Lucille. Listen to me.

Does the name Rosemary
mean anything to you?

No, I'm afraid not.

Well, it will. It's going be
the name of our first child.

Now just a minute, please.

The minute I saw you,
I knew we are meant for each other.

Tell me what did you do
right up to the time

they took you away to
the mental clinic?

- Now look, Lucille.
- No. Let me go.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Will you please...
just have lunch with me?

Would you listen to me
for a minute?

- I can't.
- I promise,

I promise I won't embarrass you.

I promise.

After I explaine how things are...

I'll never bother you again.

Well, I... I don't think
it would do any good.

I just want to take you to Cavender's.
That's where I took you the first time.

I even remember
what you had for lunch.

You had broiled salmon
and creamed asparagus.

Mr. Jones.

It's easy to see
what your problem is.

Is it simply a case
of mistaken identity?

I've never eaten Cavenders
in my life

and if I had, I certainly wouldn't
have ordered broiled salmon.

I detest it.

All right. I can see that.
Some things just aren't the same.

If you don't like salmon,
we'll order something else.

Well, all right.

But I can't spend all day.

Thank you.
I'll find a cab.

So you see
not only do I know you, but...

I've been married to you
for over two and a half years.

We have a little girl
named Rosemary.

But you said we quarreled
now and then.

Oh, no. Not very often.

Well, this one night we did.

And suddenly I found myself
back in my old apartment.

And two years were just...
wiped away.

That must have been
quite a surprise.

You're not kidding.

What am I supposed to do?

Unless you agree
to return my affection,

how will we ever get back
to where we started?

Well, let's be perfectly
honest about this thing.

Let's admit that it's definitely
a medical problem.

You don't think it's true.

Well, let me put it this way.

I think you're being
absolutely sincere.

But I think it's also obvious
you had some kind of a shock.

Well, you ought to try waking up
to a day two and a half years ago.

I think you ought to see a doctor.

Preferably a psychiatrist.

And I think you ought to
tell him everything.

- Lucille.
- No, I'm serious.

Lucille, you don't seem
to understand.

I love you.
Can't you see that?

Please, you promised
not to embarrass me.

All right.

But, Lucille, if you had one
little spark of warmth in you,

you'd remember our life together.

You'd remember the time that...
we got caught in the rain,

and we had to spend the night
in the loggers cabin.

What... you at least remember
the night that Rosemary was born?

I went with you myself
in the taxi cab.

Oh, please,
don't say those things.

They're just part of your delusion.

No, they are not.

If you want know the truth,

think your case is
worse than mine.

My case?
What are you talking about?

Well, at least I know who I am.
I remember I like to get it.

You don't seem to remember anything
and what's more...

I can prove that
I know a lot about you.

Prove it. How?

About halfway up
on your left shoulder,

you have a very fetching...

mole.

Well, I am very sorry for you,
young man,

but my lunch hour
is just about up.

Well, all right.

Oh, just a minute.

Uh... Jimmy.

We're trying to settle a bet.

I've been in here quite
a few times with Mrs. Jones.

You remember her, don't you?

A lot of people eat with us.

I don't recall
ever seen you before.

I guess you're
a little mixed up, sir.

I dropped Lucille
at the Soap Company.

And I went for a walk
to think things over.

I could remember two lives.

One that went the way
things should.

And one that didn't.

The second time around look like
it was going to be real grimm.

All I had was a couple dollars
and some change.

I thought of going
to the office, but...

I just couldn't face seeing it
the way it was before Ted join me.

Looking at the side of the home
that would now never be mine.

I wanted Lucille in the worst way.

Both Lucille and Rosemary.

I wouldn't even care of
Rosemary dribbled on my tie.

- It's your ball?
- Yes, it is.

Good catch.

Who are you?

Just a man.
Man without a home.

What's your name?

Ralph. What's yours?

Sydney.

What are you doing?

I'm just sitting here.

May I have a catch?

No, thanks.

Where are you going?

Well, that is a good question.
I'm sorry I can't answer it.

You know how to catch?

Sure. I played lots of ball
when I was a kid like you.

Going fish maybe?

Not today.

Nobody ever fishes here.

Like fish*

I haven't fished for years.

Here we are, Sydney.

Go buy yourself a yacht.

I won't need this
where I'm going.

Oh, no. My mom says never
taken *up from a stranger.

But I'll tell you what.

I'll say these your cards.

Eddie Matthews. Gil Hodges.

Duke Snider.

That's a deal.

Gee. Thanks, Mister.

What are you gonna do now?

Drown myself.

Oh! Well, so long.

The water was ice cold,

but strangely I found
I could still breathe.

When I opened my eyes,

I found myself in our shower stall.

Ralph?

I've been calling you.
Didn't you hear me?

No.

It's almost 8:00.

Was I in there long?

I thought you never coming out.

- Lucille.
- What?

Lucille.

Do you remember me?

Unfortunately, yes.

I love you.

What?
You must be out of your head.

In fact, I love everybody.

I must phone mother
and tell I love her.

I even love your brother Jack.

I will write him a check
for his uptown option

the minute I get to my office.

I wish there were about 2 million more
people in the world, so I could love them too.

What happend to you?

You weren't so loving
before that shower.

You just forget about that.
I wasn't myself.

Lucille, you remember the first time
we had lunch at Cavenders?

Of course.

What did you order?

Broiled salmon and cream asparagus.

Hmm... good girl.

Hello, Nick?
Yeah, I'm Mr. Jones.

Look, Nick. I would like
three dozen long-stemmed roses.

I don't care if it is December.
I like it...

Oh, no. I was just kidding.

I'd like three dozen of something...

gorgeous... for the missus.

And put a card in the box, say...

Forever Yours, Ralph.

Mmm?

Oh, no... yes.
That's all. Thanks, Nick.

You must have a guilty
conscience or something.

Well, if I have, it's making me
feel real good.

Maybe better than I ever have
in my entire life.

And there something else?

I knew there was a catch
in this someplace.

No, no catch.

I just wanted to tell you that
if you would like to go ahead

and have a couple of twins,

it would be fine with me.

And that's how it was.

I can't tell you
how relieved I was

to find myself back home
with little Rosemary,

and a wife who remembered me.

I can't imagine, Mr. Jones.

But then I got to thinking about
this... aberration.

You know, this is the second time
that this has happened to me.

That first time was
when you were little boy.

Well, I was in my second year
of high school.

We've been in final exam time.

And you were worried.

Just as you were worried
this time about finances

in the pressure of
your responsibilities.

It was your anxiety...

and the resultant
inner conflict, it...

temporarily freed you
from your rational self.

You looked at the playpen

and then you flight from reality

into a world of fantasy
that your mind created.

You trying to tell me that
all I had was...

a day dream?

Believe me, Mr. Jones.
You never left the apartment.

You only imagined you did.

But it was so real.

Of course, it was real.

Reverie such as you experienced
are often so vivid, they do seem real.

I see.

Now you must be more open about
your problems and your feelings,

work to reduce your attentions.

Then this won't happen again.

Now, why don't you just forget it?

Doctor, I would.

Except for one thing.

Yes, what is that?

Well,

I found these in my pocket
this morning.

Now you can see they're...

still damp.

As though they'd been
in the water.

Gil Hodges, Eddie Mathews,
Duke Snider.

Those are the baseball cards
that kid named Sydney sold me.

I thought that cameraman
would never stop spinning me about.

I missed the whole story.

Now you are upside down.

Well, here is some in the trip
put you on your feet

after which I should
drop in on you again.

That is quite enough for tonight.

First the blood rush to my head

and now my head seems to
be rushing some place.

Next week, we shall return
with more commercials

a new story
and a new camera man.

Until then, good night.