All language subtitles for Dr Quinn S04E25

What are you painting?

That beautiful mountain of yours.

Don't really look like it.

No? I like it.

It's kind of the way things look when
you wake up, and you're not sure if

dreaming or your eyes are just fuzzy.

I've never heard it put better.

My name's Isabel Maynard, and who do I
have the pleasure of addressing?

Brian Cooper.

You visit in town?

Well, I was passing through on the
train, and I saw this, and I had to get

and paint it.

You mean, you see something you want to
paint, and you stop everything to do it?

Yeah.

Weren't you going somewhere?

Maybe here.

This is what the guests will see when
they step out of the lobby.

Well, I still don't understand how your
hotel involves us, Mr. Lodge.

Oh. Well, it's going to be much more
than just a hotel.

It's going to be a health resort.

Like Saratoga, New York, or Hot Springs,
Arkansas.

And like all the finest health resorts,
it's going to offer a medical clinic.

Beautifully furnished with all the
latest equipment provided by yours

And I want you to run it, Michaela.

She's already got a medical clinic. Of
course.

But consider the weak and unfortunate
who will come here for a cure.

The hot springs, rocky mountain air, and
rest will naturally be beneficial, but

some will require greater medical
attention.

And going back into town will be
difficult, even painful for them.

Well, that's true.

I was thinking that the clinic could go
right here, next to the lobby.

You ain't going into business with him.

Well, I don't trust him either.

But if sick people come here, I want to
make sure they have proper medical care.

And Miss Lodge is right.

It might be difficult for them to get
into town.

And, Sully, you could lead excursions
into the wilderness you love so much. I

mean, nothing too athletic, no tracking
kidnappers. Something more along the

lines of a nature walk.

Ma, Sully!

This is Isabel Maynard. She's a painter.

And you must be Dr. Mike and Mr. Sully.

Brian's told me all about you.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

And you.

A lady doctor in the middle of the
frontier.

Must be quite a progressive town.

Oh, yes, indeed we are.

Progressive is our motto. Speaking of
progressive, I couldn't help but notice

how your work seems to be influenced by
the new French painters.

Oh, you've seen their work?

Mr... Lodge.

Preston Lodge.

I find the canvases of Monsieur Monet
and Pizarro very exciting and vibrant.

But I must say, they can't hold a candle
to yours.

Oh, my.

What a warm breeze there is out here.

Where are you from, Miss Maynard? San
Francisco.

Great town, Frisco.

You ever been there, Jake?

What's that got to do with it?

Would you care to join us with some pie?

I'd like that.

Thank you for saving me.

Do you think maybe you could teach me
painting?

If you're going to stick around?

Well, I have been looking for a place to
rest.

Paint. For a while.

That'll be great.

Maybe I could show you some of the site.

Jake, look what you've done.

I did. You're the one that's building.
Oh, I am so sorry.

Please, please.

Let me take your glove and dry it off.
I'll take care of it.

I'll do it.

I know you'd find the church a very
fitting subject.

We've just had it freshly painted, and
we've obtained a new brass bell. She

didn't come here to paint the church.

I know a spot that's got the best view
of the mountain through the trees.

Thank you, gentlemen.

But Brian and I have already made plans
to paint together today.

Do you happen to carry paint?

I'm looking for cobalt blue.

Oh, I got blue. Yeah, right over here.

I'm sure I do. Yeah, there it is. All
the blue you want. There it is.

Blue. Need any brushes?

Actually, I was hoping you might carry
pigment in tubes like these.

I'd have to send to Denver for that. It
could take a few days.

I don't know if that glorious sky will
wait for me.

We should ask Claude Danson. They make
their own paints at the reservation.

Well, in any case, we have enough paint
for today. And as they say,

vita brevis.

Ars longa.

Life is short.

But art's eternal.

See, if you draw the wall of the church
like this, on a diagonal, even though

it's not the way you think it should
be... It's the way it looks from here.

That's right.

That's called perspective.

You have to try to break down the way
you look at things.

For example, you see this mountain?

If I were to paint it...

You all right?

I'm fine.

But I think that's enough for a first
lesson.

You sure you all right?

I'll paint on my own for a while, if you
don't mind, Brian.

Miss Maynard.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude.

That's alright, I'm finished anyway.

Allow me.

I can manage.

Please.

Painting. Being so good at something
artistic.

Must be quite satisfying.

You're very kind.

All I know is painting is the only time
I lose myself.

Why would you want to lose yourself?

Well, there's nothing like the feeling
of getting it right.

The blue sky here, cobalt mixed with
maybe a little viridian.

Nothing like it I've seen anywhere.

San Francisco has more gray.

Why'd you leave?

So many reasons.

Beautiful.

The city.

San Francisco.

Yeah.

How can you even think about going into
bed with Mr.

Lodge? I took an oath to help sick
people.

Well, what would you do?

Maybe you could open a clinic there
yourself.

But still, building it and running it
would take away time from you.

Yes, but if Mr. Lodge ran it, then he
would take care of all that.

But you'd still be treating patients at
two clinics.

So with a new baby to take care of, too?

I'd only have to be at the hot springs
when I was needed.

Thank you for your help.

I know what it's like to be new in town
and not know anybody.

I also know what it's like to leave
home, to want to escape.

I didn't run away.

I didn't say that.

It's not what I meant.

I'm fine.

Yes, you are.

Well?

Oh, you're, uh... Oh.

Thank you.

She taught me something called
perspective, about how to mix colors.

And she was going to show me different
brush strokes, but she hurt her hand.

hurt her hand?

Well, she dropped her brush, and she
couldn't pick it up.

Then she said she was all right.

Maybe she sprained it.

I'm done.

I'm going to go pack this drawing.

Isabel? What do you want?

Brian told me you were having trouble
with your hand.

My clink's just around the corner. No,
they're just bruises.

Isabel, I've never seen bruises quite
like those. I burned myself.

Very painful?

I'm all right. I'm fine.

present for you.

Fresh from the reservation.

I tried to get them to blend it as close
to cobalt as they could.

That's very thoughtful of you, Mr.
Lodge.

The plant they used may not have been
entirely cooperative.

Not quite cobalt. No, no.

It's better.

Mr. Lodge?

I'm sorry to disturb you, but I'd like
to speak with Miss Maynard for a moment.

Court.

I was concerned about the marks on your
arm.

The plaques, please.

Not here.

We can speak in my clinic if you'd like.

Please don't tell anybody.

I know you must be frightened, but
there's really no danger.

I'm concerned for you.

That risk is very serious. But it's not
contagious.

Not the way people think.

There's new research being done right
now in Norway, for instance.

It documents that it's difficult to
contract without extremely close and

sustained contact.

And even then, they don't think anybody
could catch it from me at such an early

stage.

Oh, I'd like to read the new studies.

I have some journals, and I can tell you
where to send for the rest.

Believe me, if I thought I was a danger
to anybody, I'd be the first...

I know how frightened people get, even
doctors.

But really, there's no need.

I saw this beautiful place.

I thought maybe it could be different
here.

I wish I could help you, but I don't
know what to do.

Read the research.

Give me a few days to rest.

I'm just so tired of running.

You know how Dorothy can get?

Then all I'm requesting is a small item
in the Gazette announcing the planning

of the hotel.

Just to build excitement? Dorothy says
it'll look like she's giving free

advertising to the publisher.

That hotel's going to be good for the
whole town.

That's what I tried to tell her.

Naturally, she doesn't believe me.

What if I spoke to her?

I hadn't thought of that.

She kind of listens to me.

Besides, I'm telling you, it's going to
be good for her, too. All kinds of new

people will be reading that paper.
Exactly.

I tell you, I'd never gone into business
with her if I'd known she'd be so

scrupulous. Well, that's always been her
problem.

May I interrupt?

I'm just trying to get this perspective
right.

Isabel didn't show up for our lesson
today.

Well, perhaps I can help you with it.

I studied painting when I was younger.

Sure. It could be something we do
together.

Just the two of us.

Only I told Isabel I'd study with her.

Well, you never know, but she may not be
able to continue teaching you.

Oh, and that's no reason for you not to
learn.

Did she come see you about her hand?

No.

It's just that when we meet people, we
don't know much about

them.

And it's wonderful to be open and
friendly.

But sometimes... Are you saying I
shouldn't see Isabel?

Well,

I was hoping that perhaps we could paint
together.

I need your advice.

But I made a promise not to talk to
anyone about this.

On the other hand, this person isn't a
patient, so I wouldn't be violating the

doctor -patient confidentiality. I'd
just be going back on a promise, which

bad enough.

Why don't they want you to talk about
it?

They're afraid that word might spread
about them in town.

You know I ain't gonna do that.

Isabelle has leprosy.

Isn't that contagious?

Brian... Well, I've read all the new
research and apparently it's not easily

spread.

But something's still bothering you.

I just don't like to feel this way.

Part of me wants Isabelle to go out on
the next train.

And the other part of me wants her to
stay here so I can help her.

Is there something you can do for her?

There's no cure.

But there are treatments that might make
her feel more comfortable.

If she'll let me.

She doesn't want to let you treat her?

Sounds like she's made the decision for
you.

And you and Robert E. are essential to
its success.

Grace. You could be in charge of the
dining room, and Robert E. could run a

buggy service out from town.

Dining room?

Maybe you ought to build it before you
start offering jobs.

Oh, by that time, there may be other
applicants for those positions.

You're never going to get that resort
off the ground.

I wouldn't be so sure of that, Hank, now
that Michaela and Sully are involved.

Dr. Mark, what has she got to do with
it?

She'll be running the clinic.

I was hoping to purchase a picnic lunch.

That won't be necessary.

Your chariot awaits.

I was going to do some painting.

Carpe diem.

Carpe what?

Carpe diem. That's Latin for tease the
day.

Think about it.

Look at this land.

The sheer... Size.

Makes you think anything's possible.

Wouldn't that be nice?

This is the exact view you'll have from
my hotel dining room.

I'm going to have to fight the customers
off.

What is it you love about this land?

The beauty or the business potential?

Would it have to be mutually exclusive?

That's what I like about you, Isabel.

I feel like I can be honest with you.

Be myself.

I haven't felt that way with anyone
since I moved here.

I feel like I know you.

Preston.

We need to talk. Think about it. If it
weren't for all this, would we have ever

met?

We both came here because of it.

You came to conquer it. So did you with
your canvas.

Preston, what you said before, yesterday
about running away.

I'm sorry.

That was presumptuous. No, you were
right.

It's something that's difficult.

Impossible to talk about. You don't have
to tell me anything.

No, I want to.

I have to.

We're all entitled to our secrets.

But whatever it is, it makes you a
special, beautiful, and panting woman.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to, uh... Preston.

Nothing can ever happen between us.

I'm sorry. I should never have...

Dr.

Myers?

I brought the soup you wanted for Mrs.
Shomer.

This telegram just came for you,
Matthew.

It's from Miss Maynard's relatives in
Coffeyville, Kansas.

They've been sending one to every
sheriff along the railroad line.

Thank you, Horace. I can read it myself.

It seems they've been expecting her and
they was worried.

Says she's sick and they was scared she
might have collapsed on her way there.

Horace, this is private. Says they want
her sent on to them instead of being

confined.

She got something to be confined for?

I just saw something on Dr. Mike's desk
about leprosy.

Leprosy.

Must have been that article she sent for
after Miss Maynard arrived.

Maybe that's why she's always covered
up.

Remember how she didn't want me to take
off her gloves after they got all wet?

Jake?

Jake!

Calm down, all right? It's not going to
do any good to panic.

Jake, what are you doing?

Isabel, is she sick with leprosy?

Isabel's health is her own concern.

You knew?

There's no danger.

It's contagious!

No, it's not. Not the way you think it
is. But that disease, it makes her

unclean, Dr. Mike. It says so in the
Bible.

Yes.

What's this?

You told them?

I told them what?

We've got leprosy.

Isabella, I'm so sorry. I'm used to it.

I didn't tell anyone about your
condition except Sully. And I know he

tell anyone else.

It was a telegram.

Nothing?

There's no escaping it. Never.

I can't take a walk or a buggy ride or a
picnic. I can't even let anyone touch

me, even though I know I can't harm
them.

I can't help but think of myself, see
myself the way they do.

I better make sure that nobody's
stirring up anything.

I read the research you spoke about.

At least they've isolated the bacillus.

That provides some hope.

I've also heard that quinine and certain
oils can help you feel better.

If you want to, you can come by the
clinic and perhaps I could administer

If I want to?

Perhaps?

What do you want, Dr. Quinn?

Well, it's not a matter of what I want.
I'm a doctor. It's my job to do what I

want. And you feel guilty?

Guilty for being afraid.

Guilty for being just as afraid of me as
your son is, as the way the people out

there are.

Well, I've been through this before.

Fear and guilt aren't the best
treatments for me.

What will you do?

Will you go back to your family in
Kansas?

They think I'm an invalid.

That I need to be hidden from the world
for the rest of my life.

I can't live like that.

So I guess I'll just keep moving.

You won't be able to get any medical
care.

That's my problem.

Please, don't leave right away.

Just give me some time to try to make
them understand.

At least so you can stay here and rest
for a while.

Not now, Myra.

Terrible news about Miss Maynard.

Do you know Miss Maynard well?

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing.

Just feeling sorry for her, I guess.

I don't know her at all. I just met her
a few days ago.

She seemed nice enough.

Did she tell you that she was sick?

I doubt she should have told you. It
doesn't matter.

As I said, I hardly know her. She
doesn't mean anything to me.

Jake called an emergency town meeting.
Folks are heading up to the church. What

for?

To decide what to do about Miss Maynard.

Come on, Myra.

Huh? The kids are saying they just don't
get nothing done.

Is she going to be all right?

Folks say they'll leave her alone as
long as she stays in her room.

I don't know how long that's going to
last.

Can't we do anything to help her? What's
wrong with her?

Brian, Isabel has leprosy.

Leprosy?

Like in the Bible?

You don't need to be frightened of her,
Brian. She's going to get better, right?

Unlikely.

The numbness you saw in her hand will
get worse and spread, and as a result,

may become disfigured, perhaps go blind.

Sometimes, really, the disease
disappears on its own, but so far

the doctors can do except try to keep
the patient as comfortable as possible.

Is she dangerous?

No.

Dr. Mike, I have a responsibility to the
people of this town.

So do I, and I wouldn't do anything to
endanger them, but Isabel should be able

to make plans of her own.

There's trouble at the church.

She's on her way back from the
reservation.

That's not all.

Denver paper says there's an epidemic of
it in San Francisco.

Chinese brought it over with them when
they come.

Do you know that? They only suspect it.

Isabel's from San Francisco, ain't she?
She must have got it there.

She had herself a Chinese friend.

You're jumping to conclusions based on
guesses and superstitions. And how'd she

get it?

Well, that's irrelevant.

No, it ain't.

All the latest information shows that
it's not casually contagious.

It seems to require long, intimate
contact.

And there are new theories that... New
theories.

Latest information.

It seems to be hereditary.

Or that you have to have a
predisposition in order to get it.

I heard that all you have to do is touch
somebody that's got it and you can

carry it. Or touch something they
touched.

The experts now believe that... Oh, they
now believe.

Watch them change their minds in a few
years when it's too late for us.

Everyone, please, let's just sit down
and talk about this reasonably.

Dr. Mike, I've read that there's been a
colony established for these people in

the Hawaiian Islands.

Saying that Isabel should be
incarcerated?

Naturally, we all feel sorry for her,
but wouldn't she be safer with her own

kind? With people who wouldn't be afraid
of her? The Reverend's right.

Fear is a problem, keeping us from
looking at things scientifically. Dr.

we all know that you are a good doctor,
but you're acting like you know better

than us.

Now, the Bible says leopards are
dangerous.

It's not that I know better than you,
Grace, but I do believe the scientific

research I've been reading.

Oh, you're making it so complicated.

Why don't we just ask her to leave? She
isn't going to want to stay where she

ain't wanted.

We've never made anyone leave who was
sick, even if they were contagious.

Brian Colleen, you two were quarantined
with Matthew when he had typhus. See,

it's no different.

Yes, it is.

You're shunning her.

Or how would you feel to be shunned for
being sick?

We'd never come down with something
dirty like this, Dr. Mike.

Then why are you so afraid of getting
it?

You're gonna kiss that health resort of
yours goodbye.

Nobody's gonna want to come and get
healthy in a town that's had this.

Dr. Mike, what is it you want? You want
her to stay?

All I'm saying is that Isabel should be
able to make up her own mind.

She's not guilty of anything. She hasn't
broken any laws.

I ain't taking no chances.

Dr. Mike, this is our town.

I feel sorry for her, but we've got to
look after ourselves.

We've gone along with you lots of times.

Don't fight us on this.

Sully, are you all right?

I've been reading some of your medical
journals.

Michaela, I don't want you treating
Isabel.

What? It's too risky.

You never felt this way when I treated
influenza or typhus, both of which have

proven to be highly contagious.

But it's different now.

We have no way of knowing if the baby
could catch this.

It says in your journal you've got to be
real careful when treating folks in the

last stages.

She isn't even close to the last ages.

And I will be careful.

All right, hear me out.

Even if all that's true, you know what
you're going to be up against if you try

to keep Isabel here?

Are you up for that kind of fight with
the baby so close?

I know you want to do what's right.

But it ain't just what's right for
Isabel, for you or me.

It's got to be right for the baby, too.

It's Brian.

Come in.

I thought maybe we could have another
painting lesson.

I'd like to, Brian, but I have a train
to catch.

Please.

I need your help.

I still can't get this perspective thing
right.

You have better perspective than most
people I know You

mother and I need to talk Brian, thank
you

I

Thought you should know what happened in
the meeting yesterday Mayor slicker

officially notified me. He had the
courage to slip a note under the door

Isabelle, I'm so sorry.

Come in.

Michaela?

Isabelle, I'm sorry to hear you'll be
leaving.

I wanted to let you know I've arranged a
special private train carriage for you.

It's extremely comfortable.

Luxurious, actually.

And it'll take you wherever you want to
go.

As long as it's far away from here.

That really isn't fair, Michaela.

I've also prepared a letter of credit.

I want you to seek the very best care,
whatever it costs.

And what is the best care she can
receive is here, Dr. Quinn.

I appreciate your offers, Preston, but I
can't accept them.

Why not?

You've given me so much already.

Every time I look out the window of a
hotel dining room, I'll see the view

our picnic.

Goodbye, Preston. Thank you.

Would you mind giving this back to
Brian?

Of course.

Isabella.

I'd like for you to stay.

I wish I could just make my fear go
away.

Or that I never felt it in the first
place.

I can't.

My fear is irrelevant.

You're sick. I can help.

That's all that matters.

Please.

I want to be your doctor.

All right.

Can you come to my clinic?

Just let me unpack.

I've given him a great deal of
consideration.

And I've decided not to accept your
offer to run the clinic at your hotel.

It's become clear to me that you don't
seriously wish to help people who are

sick. I tried to help Isabel. You saw
that.

Preston.

It's difficult to care about people who
are going to leave you.

All I want to attract to the resort are
people with aches and pains.

Asthma, rheumatism.

People who benefit from a cure at the
hot springs.

In other words, people who have money to
spend.

What's wrong with that?

Payment for services rendered.

All you really want from me is the
legitimization that my medical degree

provides.

Well, I'm afraid that's not for sale.

Does your nobility extend to helping
patients who need you, despite your

disapproval of me?

If someone comes here who's truly sick,
I can tend to them without a fancy

clinic at your hotel.

I'm sure I can find a society doctor
from Denver who'll be more than happy to

lend his name to my clinic.

Then I suggest that you do that, Mr.
Lodge.

I've been reading about some extra
precautions I can take.

I'm going to wash my hands in a solution
of carbolic acid, boil the instruments,

and dip them in an iodine solution.

And then destroy my apron after I've
treated Isabel.

So your mind's made up.

Sully, I've read accounts of this
disease from across the world.

And I haven't read about a single doctor
who's treated leprosy that ever came

down with it. None of them were pregnant
either.

When a patient knocks on that door, I
don't know what I'm going to encounter.

Or they could have cholera or malaria or
who knows what.

The only way we can be completely safe
is if I pack in and go home and stop

being a doctor.

Maybe that's something we ought to think
about till the baby comes.

Am I going to turn away Myra when she
has flu or Anthony?

We don't even know what's wrong with
him.

Sully, you never let fear rule your
life.

And you're as much a parent of our child
as I am.

When you went off to track Noah McBride,
you could easily have been killed. I

had to do that.

Exactly, and I have to do this.

Sully, that's who we are.

That's who our baby's going to be.

That'll be Isabel.

Ben?

Dr.

Maximan, the cold is getting worse and
I'm worried. It might be something else.

Dr. Mike!

Jar cracked open.

I'm here for my appointment.

I'll come right after Laura. Oh, that's
all right. I'll just get Jake to stitch

it up.

Dr. Mike?

Oh, Myra, Isabel had an appointment.

But it shouldn't take too long if you
don't mind waiting. Oh, that's all

It's probably just a cold.

You know what a worrywart I am?

I can come back later.

No, come in.

Oh, hello, Beth.

Oh, hello.

Oh.

She's touching all the clothes.

There you go.

Oh, it's fine. Can I give you a little
help with that fruit there?

I'm perfectly capable of picking out my
own fruit.

No trouble at all. Happy to do it.

Let me get them for you.

Ma! Ma!

Isabel just left in the train.

I saw her through the window. I didn't
even get a chance to say goodbye.

She knew how you felt about her, Brian.

But why does she have to leave?

She did a good thing, Brian.

That's right.

She left because she was sick and she
didn't want to hurt nobody.

Grace is right.

She left because she knew if she stayed,
others would stop coming to the clinic.

It's just as well.

She can get help someplace else.

Think anybody's going to be any better
than we were?

You won't be right by her.

An effective drug treatment for leprosy
was not developed until 1946.

Societal fears of casual transmission
proved to be unfounded.