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Clips from Dr. Ken - D.K's New Girlfriend (S02E02)

"What's with him?"
Dr. Ken
"I got a pretty solid lead on that bra mystery."
Dr. Ken
"I know what you mean. He hasn't been himself lately."
Dr. Ken
"- Ooh! - Ooh!"
Dr. Ken
"You know what? I'm gonna make this special."
Dr. Ken
"Ooh! Who's gonna have a spa day?"
Dr. Ken
"I don't know. Burke Williams."
Dr. Ken
"Oh, yeah. Jazz and I have a lot in common..."
Dr. Ken
"Okay."
Dr. Ken
"- So, you mentioned a spa day yesterday. - Mm-hmm."
Dr. Ken
"Well, that happened."
Dr. Ken
"Each one of these guys gets a solo?"
Dr. Ken
"We can just listen to the music."
Dr. Ken
"Okay, so, you're moving in with someone you barely know?"
Dr. Ken
"Oh, yeah? I heard you talking about me."
Dr. Ken
"I know. It's universal. Linda's is broken."
Dr. Ken
"Mm. Ah."
Dr. Ken
"Does Squash Perkins blow a stanky oboe?"
Dr. Ken
"Oh, I'm a single parent, too, and I also adopted."
Dr. Ken
"What?!"
Dr. Ken
"What was that?"
Dr. Ken
"But if you accept the dead mouse"
Dr. Ken
"I feel like I'm stuck in this giant bureaucracy."
Dr. Ken
"Need a vacation day? Meeting."
Dr. Ken
"and... and my hammies are on fire."
Dr. Ken
"I don't know what to do."
Dr. Ken
"Wow. Well, it was great getting to know you."
Dr. Ken
"No, no, no. Um, Dave's game got canceled."
Dr. Ken
"That sounds like something I'd do."
Dr. Ken
"likes me for having an adopted Asian child."
Dr. Ken
"It'll be just like jazz. We improvise."
Dr. Ken
"All right. Remind him I'm his boss."
Dr. Ken
"Yeah. Thus, little league."
Dr. Ken
"we never got to see you. You were always on call."
Dr. Ken
"What are you doing here?"
Dr. Ken
"That's on us."
Dr. Ken
"You helped Dave adjust to middle school."
Dr. Ken
"I don't know."
Dr. Ken
"And in the meanwhile, why not do it with us..."
Dr. Ken
"I ain't got time for that."
Dr. Ken
"And Linda's gonna be okay with you leaving?"
Dr. Ken
"Uh, crazier."
Dr. Ken
"Oh, let me."
Dr. Ken
"Ah, it's just a little one. Come on."
Dr. Ken
"I'm sorry, but right now you are acting"
Dr. Ken
"Well, good news... he's not my kid."
Dr. Ken
"See?"
Dr. Ken
"True."
Dr. Ken
"Right, right."
Dr. Ken
"Can you turn it down?"
Dr. Ken
"Yeah, I'm fine, 'cause today I realized"
Dr. Ken
"Dave! How was the jazz festival?"
Dr. Ken
"I'm just saying, every time you order a beet salad,"
Dr. Ken
"you don't have to ask the waiter,"
Dr. Ken
""Excuse me. Are these beets by Dre?""
Dr. Ken
"I know I don't have to,"
Dr. Ken
"but a good comedian goes the extra mile."
Dr. Ken
"- Listen. - What?"
Dr. Ken
"This is what 3:00 sounds like."
Dr. Ken
"So peaceful."
Dr. Ken
"So, half day, house to ourselves."
Dr. Ken
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
Dr. Ken
"We are gonna nap so hard right now."
Dr. Ken
"I call little spoon."
Dr. Ken
"You don't have to call it anymore. It's assumed."
Dr. Ken
"Does your dad have to leave his socks hanging on the couch?"
Dr. Ken
"Enough of your rules, Allison."
Dr. Ken
"He can't leave his socks on the couch."
Dr. Ken
"He can't nap in our bed."
Dr. Ken
"Has there been any talk of an end to his "visit"?"
Dr. Ken
"I thought you were in a good place with my dad."
Dr. Ken
"Don't get me wrong. I-I love him,"
Dr. Ken
"and he saved Thanksgiving,"
Dr. Ken
"but just because you're in a good place with lasagna"
Dr. Ken
"doesn't mean you want to eat it every night."
Dr. Ken
"Well, not your lasagna."
Dr. Ken
"Oh, come on! His shoes?!"
Dr. Ken
"You're one to talk, leaving your bra lying around."
Dr. Ken
"That's not my bra."
Dr. Ken
"Oh, hey."
Dr. Ken
"You two are supposed to be at work."
Dr. Ken
"Hey, where'd... oh, hello."
Dr. Ken
"Uh, this is Linda."
Dr. Ken
"Linda, Ken, Allison."
Dr. Ken
"Uh, hi. It's nice to meet you."
Dr. Ken
"Nope. I'm a hugger."
Dr. Ken
"Oh."
Dr. Ken
"Busted."
Dr. Ken
"Dad, um, can we talk about this?"
Dr. Ken
"You know, I'm just gonna..."
Dr. Ken
"You... I need to... no... no excuse."
Dr. Ken
"Next time, we'll hang out at Linda's."
Dr. Ken
"Is she that Realtor you were with at The Cheesecake Factory?"
Dr. Ken
"Yeah. She's my girlfriend."
Dr. Ken
"Girlfriend? Since when?"
Dr. Ken
"Uh, five weeks ago, closed on condo,"
Dr. Ken
"three weeks ago, closed on Linda."
Dr. Ken
"Great. I'm glad you're getting out there, but, uh..."
Dr. Ken
"Look, all I'm saying is just, you know,"
Dr. Ken
"show some consideration. That's all."
Dr. Ken
"Okay, I got it, Dad."
Dr. Ken
"Yeah. Oh, clever, 'cause you're my dad."
Dr. Ken
"But what do you say we shut down the sex grotto?"
Dr. Ken
"Whoa, Dad, I'm not trying to upset you, but, um... okay."
Dr. Ken
"If you're gonna go there, uh, you're in my house,"
Dr. Ken
"so, actually, it is my business."
Dr. Ken
"Oh. Is that how it is?"
Dr. Ken
"Oh, I didn't... that you were still... I..."
Dr. Ken
"I'm telling you, Allison, something's off with my dad."
Dr. Ken
"But that doesn't make it okay that we walk into the house"
Dr. Ken
"and find him in the middle of..."
Dr. Ken
"- Go ahead. - In the middle of what?"
Dr. Ken
"Uh entertaining a lady friend."
Dr. Ken
"You got to back this story up."
Dr. Ken
"No, actually, I was talking to Ken."
Dr. Ken
"Yeah, guys, this is kind of personal."
Dr. Ken
"I'll fill you in over lunch."
Dr. Ken
"Oh, my God."
Dr. Ken
"Molly wants to hang out tomorrow."
Dr. Ken
"I know what this is."
Dr. Ken
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