All language subtitles for Daktari s02e12 Cry for Help

Stay, Doc. That's far enough.

Spider, spider, Dr. Harris. The spider's
killed. What's your verdict?

My neck or hers?

That's right!

Party.

Well, Marsh, what do you think?

Well, I'll just give him this antidote,
and he can put him in his cage.

Good. I'm all through with my end.

Judy!

Zebra has enough stripes.

Better come around pretty soon, or Judy
will start playing tic -tac -toe.

Marsh, look.

For Doctore.

Well, take it easy. You found him. I'm
Doctore.

You come with me to Utavi.

Utavi, is that your village?

Mr. Mills say, come quick.

Bring medicine.

She's very bad, Doctore. Wait a minute.

Who is Mr.

Mills?

Mr. Mills, good man.

Mutubi help him cure sickness.

As he cure Mutubi, see?

Well, whoever Mr. Mills is, he can
certainly perform an appendectomy.

Well, if he's sending for help, the
chief really must be sick.

I'll go with you, Dad.

No, no.

Mr. Mills say only doctor.

What?

Something fishy.

I mean, how many doctors are there back
in the bush? How come we haven't heard

of this Mr. Mills before?

I don't know. I'll ask him when I get
there.

Formative. You bring medicine?

Yes, I have a bag in the truck. It
contains everything we're likely to

I'll call in later.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Judy, you can't go either.

No, Judy. Mr. Mills say only Dr.

Tari.

Your Dobby's pretty well isolated, all
right.

Yeah, but it's not really that far.

They could have called on us for help
before now.

Maybe Mr. Mills didn't need any help
before now.

Right now, I could use a little help
myself.

Sarang has me worried.

The infection is almost gone, but she's
still running a fever.

The way she and Prince play together,
you'd never know it.

Judy!

Hey, when did you develop a case for
poultry vaccine?

It's the glue on the label that she goes
for.

Come on, Judy, put this back.

Come on, put it back.

Go ahead, young lady.

Put the label on the bottle.

To be your sense of direction leaves a
lot to be desired. This is practically a

dead end.

We're very close now, Dr. Harry.

See? Smoke.

You told me.

My village.

Well, it may be close for eagles, but
it's going to take us a bit more time.

No problem, Doc.

See? I bring, Dr. Harry, as you tell me.

Good going.

Mr. Mills, I presume.

Yeah.

Well, there's no time for jokes now.

Then why this obstacle course?

Surely there must be a better path to
Atavi.

Well, yeah, Doc, but I figured I'd save
time if I met you here.

I mean, all you gotta do is give me the
drugs I need.

Give you the... You can't be serious.

Sure I am, Doc.

The chief has a fever, see?

And the stuff I've got isn't doing a
thing.

I figure I'll give him some sulfur,
though, or some penicillin, perhaps,

Or maybe a little of both.

Look, Mills, obviously you're not a
doctor.

But have you had any medical training?

I've taken some courses.

I spent three years in Korea.

What, in the medical corps?

Combat medic.

Well, I caught one in the leg. It still
bothers me, too.

Look, give me the drugs I need. The
chief's a sick man.

And I can't help him from here. Now, are
you going to take me to him or not?

Oh, it's like that, huh?

Like that.

What's to argue?

You can take a side road over here. Back
it up and go that way.

Papa?

Where is Mr.

Mills? He is coming. Why did he leave?

To get the magic medicine from the
strange doctor.

What are we stopping outside the village
for? The chief is sleeping. Do you mind

if my patient gets some rest? Come on,
Doc.

I got good news, man.

Dr. Tari brought the medicine I sent for
him. This is Asai, the chief's son.

Since you left, death has come a step
nearer. May I examine your father?

Don't worry, Asai.

That medicine's going to push death
clear across the hill. Trust Mr. Mills.

You'll see. Come on, everybody out.
Please, wait outside.

Mr. Mills will make our chief well.

Well, I wasn't wrong, was I? A little
penicillin ought to knock out that bug

no time.

I mean, it's not a bug.

Don't you recognize the symptoms?

Heavy breathing, acetone breath.

He's in a diabetic coma.

You've got to be kidding me. A coma from
diabetes coming on so fast?

At his age? It can happen at his age.

But that means insulin.

That's right.

If he doesn't get it soon, he's going to
die.

I've got to call Merrill right away.

Tartari!

What is wrong?

Tell me!

Nothing. Nothing at all. Your friend.

Where is he going?

We had to order some new drugs. But you
said before.

I know, but I just thought of something
better.

I won't be long.

This is Marsh to Romero. Marsh calling
Romero. Do you read? Over.

Marsh calling Romero. Do you read? Over.

Marsh calling Romero. Do you read? Over.

Jack, come in, please. Do you read?
Over.

Jack, come in, please. Do you read?
Over.

All right, Judy. We're coming. And I'll
take those stamps if you don't mind.

Atari.

Jack is out working with the poultry
vaccine. This is Mike. Did you contact

Mills? Yes, I did. I'll fill you in on
that later.

Mike, the chief is very sick.

Now, I need some insulin, intravenous
fluids, and electrolytes right away.

Also bring the secondary medical
equipment and the supportive equipment

Just a minute.

Have him take the trail along the river
to where it joins the western edge of

Lake Tana. You can meet them there and
transfer the stuff to your car.

Then go on to Atavi?

Sure, Doc.

Mike, did you get that?

Got it, Dr. Harry. Will do.

Okay, that's it then.

But hurry.

So.

Seems that Matubi could have taken me
directly to the village without having

wait for you.

Right, Doc.

You can't blame me for wanting to fly
solo.

I've done it ever since I hit Utah.

It's made you a mighty big man around
here.

Bigger than Korea, I bet.

Yeah, and bigger than I was in the
United States.

What does it make you if the chief dies?

You said the insulin would work. It
should.

That is, if it gets here in time.

Well, since you're so expert at playing
witch doctor, you must know the rules of

the game, including the penalty for the
loser.

If you fail, do you know what happens to
you?

To me?

Or to you?

Any sign of Jack? No. Haven't you been
able to raise him on the horn? No. The

condenser must have conked out again.

I don't know how we're going to get this
stuff to Utavia unless I go.

Why don't you just take care of Sarang?
That's right. I have to check her at

least once every hour without fail.

Dear, if you won't be able to go to
Utavia, well, I guess I'll just have to

By yourself?

Out of the question.

I know the way, and I'll take Clarence.

What protection is that?

Well, he looks like a lion, and that's
good protection.

And so is Judy.

Anyway, it's an emergency.

Or at least Dad seems to think so.

Of course, if you don't agree... I
agree.

Okay, the sooner I get started, the
better.

Come on, Clarence.

I'll get him.

My father was a wise man, Matubi.

But his son is a fool.

Asai is not a fool. I still hope it's

too late.

Not too late. Mr. Mills will keep word
to Asai.

Judy!

You mind if I sit this one out, Doc? My
leg's killing me.

Your own diagnosis again?

Yeah, sure.

Okay, Doc. That's far enough.

I took infantry basic training before I
became a medic.

I want to sharpshoot as medical.

That happens to be a dart rifle.

Hold it!

I know all about dart rifles and the way
they react on animals and people.

Just what are you trying to pull now?

Anybody could administer two cc's of
insulin.

So what do I need you for, buddy boy?

I'll pick up the supplies from your
people.

Now back off.

I'll leave your rifle in case you run
into any of your wild animal friends.

Sorry, Doc.

You may be sorrier than you think.

Mobile unit 121, Paula Tracy. Come in,
please.

Paula, this is Mike. Where are you?

Near Utavi, the western edge of Lake
Tawna.

Dad isn't here yet. I haven't been able
to raise him.

Let me try. I'll call you back.

Wonder where he is, Judy.

Romero Compound calling Paula Tracy.

Do you read me?

Yes, Mike. What's the word?

Nothing so far, Paula, but I'll keep
trying.

Thanks. Buzz me when you can.

Well, Judy, how would you like a little
stretch, huh?

Okay, Clarence, I'll take you for a walk
as soon as Dad gets here.

She'll be getting here pretty soon.

Hey, Clarence, here comes Dad.

Miss Tracy, I'm Mr. Mills.

I was expecting my father.

Yeah, I heard you on the radio. That
fellow in Guamero, too.

I would have answered like a shot, only
I didn't know how to work it.

Where is my father, Mr. Mills? Is he all
right?

Oh, sure. He's just so busy that he had
to send me to pick up the supplies.

If you'll just tell me what to take.

Oh, I'll be glad to.

Shh, Judy.

She just wants your attention.

Oh, that's Clarence. Don't worry. He's a
pet.

Yeah, well, noticing him is easy.

Womero Compound calling Doctore.

This is Womero. Do you read me?

Oh, I'll get that. Now, the medical kit
Dad wants is in the front of the cab,

and the IV stand is behind the seat.

Thanks.

Doctore, this is Mike at Womero. Come
in, please.

Mike, this is Paula.

We can relax now. Dad's still at Utavi,
and Mr. Mills is making the pickup for

him. Okay, Paula. Check with me when
you're ready to head back.

Over and out.

Right. Will do.

Can I follow you to the village and lend
you a hand?

Your dad sent for you to return to the
compound and wait.

I'll tell him you're ready to gold star
anywhere.

I wish you luck.

Thanks. It'd be rough if it ran out now.

Judy!

Judy, where are you?

Paris, have you seen Judy?

How could you? Can't even see your nose.

Gee, could she have gone with Mr. Mills?

What are you doing here?

There's no hitchhikers on this run.

Beat it, Chip.

Beat it.

I said beat it, Chip.

Get to it.

Judy.

Judy.

Judy, how did you get here? Who brought
you, huh?

Mike?

Jack?

Paula?

Here I go looking for Judy and find you.
Mr. Mills said you were at the village.

You've already met him?

Well, yes, he picked up the supplies. I
asked if I could follow, and he said,

no, that you wanted me back at the
compound.

Boy, he knows all the tricks, doesn't
he?

Are you going back to the village? Yes,
as fast as we can.

He's afraid he'll lose face if he gets
help, but if he doesn't, I'm afraid he's

going to lose his patience. Come on.

You have the medicine? Right here. This
will do it.

What's happening?

Why is it so hard for him to breathe?

Oxygen. That'll help him. Come on,
Matubi. Mr. Mills!

Let me go, Asahi. Every second counts.

For you, too, Mr. Mills.

It's him back in the truck.

Shh.

Sound like truck.

Get going, Matubi. I'll be along in a
minute. Hurry.

Look, Bills, I'm getting sick and tired
of this game you're playing with me.

Now, wait a minute, Doc. I know what you
think of me, but the chief is dying.

You've got to help me.

Dying? Didn't you give him that insulin?
Yeah, two cc's and he went into shock.

Come on. Here, you sit here with
Clarence.

How's the rank?

Doing fine. There's plenty of tiger left
in the old girl. Good.

Where are Doc and daughter?

Still out with Mr. Mills.

A patient of his in bad shape?

All I know is that they took the
portable emergency equipment, which

expect trouble.

Where's that insulin?

Right here in your kit.

Is this an insulin?

That's what the label says.

No, insulin comes in brown, light -proof
bottles.

Here, like this.

But that's glucose, concentrated
glucose.

It's mixed up these labels.

Paula, who's in this medical kit mixed
up these labels? Well, Judy must have

done it.

But if I gave him glucose... You did.

But what he's got, that's poison.

That's right.

Doc, I didn't know.

Tell it to the chief, if he lives.

Masai, you heard him. It was a mistake.
I thought I was doing the right thing.

Go. Leave this place.

I will kill you. Now. Listen.

Please, Dr. Torrey will save him. If my
father dies, I will kill you. I will

hunt you down and spear you like a wild
dog.

I swear it.

Simon. Go!

Hurry up with those wounds.

Dr. Torrey.

Can you save him?

I don't know, Si.

This heart is strong enough.

My father is a warrior.

Well, he will continue to fight, and so
will we.

Mr. Mills.

You better not let a thigh catch you
with me, pal.

I'm taboo around here, Savvy.

I've been given my walking papers.

But where will you go?

Not far, if the chief dies.

It would be bad if you leave, Mr. Mills.
All the village would be sorry.

Yeah? But tell them they'll be getting
back all the things they gave me. The

hut, the livestock.

It'll all be theirs now.

That ought to cheer them some.

But your tools, your medicines.

They're yours, Matubi.

Just like I took over from old Manu,
it's your turn now.

You be the witch doctor, okay?

But what do I know?

Ten times more than old Manu.

You'll learn plenty working with me.

That is so.

Do me a favor.

I'm going to spend the night over in the
clearing.

If anything happens to the chief, let me
know, huh?

Yes, Mr. Mills.

And if he dies, tell Asai where to find
me.

I don't know if they was both a lot of
trouble.

Paul, you better call Mike.

Tell him we're going at least a couple
of days.

Come on, boy. Come on. Come on, boy.
That's it. Come on.

Come on, boy. Come on.

Prince, come here. Come here now.

Come on, eat. Come here.

Well, Mayor Compound, this is Paula
Tracy.

Do you read me? Come in, please.

Paula, this is Mike. You're heading for
home now?

No, I'm here at Utavi with Dad.

Chief's condition is critical. We'll be
here for another day or two at least.

Is there anything you need?

Jack is back. Do you want him?

No, there's no need. But stand by just
in case. Over and out.

We'll need this. It's getting dark.

Oh, thank you, Paula.

Any response?

Not yet.

I'll fix the sleeping bags by the truck.

All right.

I imagine I get much sleep, though.

Pretty touch and go right now.

Tom, let's take this off for a minute.

Good.

We can move the oxygen now.

Tooby.

Chief, he's coming along all right.

I just wondered if you'd get Paula for
me. I'm going to need her help.

Yes, that guy.

you to keep away. That spider, very bad.
It can kill.

Matubi, the spider bit me.

You have spider bite?

Quick, we go to the doctor.

Doctor.

Doctor.

Doctor. Doctor.

Doctor. Doctor.

What happened?

Spider bite her, doctor.

The spider that kills.

Get my bag in there, quick.

Open that bottle of alcohol.

Put some on this.

Just put a little right here. It'll be
all right. A little antivenin.

Hold her just easy.

Easy.

Easy.

And

nothing

helps, Jack.

I've tried everything.

Calcium, gluconate, sedatives,
everything in my kit, and I can't help

can't even bring down her fever.

She's burning up.

Temperature's 104 plus.

Her pulse is just too fast.

We'll look, Marsha, if you could just
give us a better description of that

spider. I can't. I haven't even seen it.
All I know is what Matubi told me.

It looks like a tarantula and is called
the spider that kills.

Has Hadley found out anything yet?

No, he hasn't.

There's an expert in the Goro who knows
of a spider like that, but, well, he

can't add anything very helpful.

What does he say?

Well, come on, Jack, tell me.

Well, he says there's no known cure, but
it may be an entirely different

species, Marsh.

Contact anyone, anywhere that you can.

There must be some antidote.

We'll keep on it. Anything else?

No, not now.

Daktari can find no medicine strong
enough?

No, not yet.

Old witch doctor have powder for spider
bite. Witch doctor?

He means old Manu, Daktari.

He has been dead a long time.

Before he die, he tell Mr.

Mills how to make powder.

What sort of powder? What's in it?

Root tree moss.

He grind them up.

Then what does he do? Make a poultice
out of it? Apply it to the bite and then

draw out the poison? Yes, Daktari. Yes.

I see him cure a woman like that. Same
spider bite. Make her very sick. Mr.

Mills save her with powder.

Batubi, can you make this powder?

Only Mr. Mills.

Batubi!

Do you believe him, Doctor?

Well, it's either...

There are remedies like that.

But you are a doctor.

If you cannot cure, how can Mr. Mills?

Want me to go with you?

There's no sense. I don't know what
either one of us can do.

Can't sit around and wait.

But it is the same spider. You can cure
her. All right, Matubi, all right. You

believe it, I believe it, but he won't.
And if you think I'd go back there

anyway after a sigh... Then she will
die, Mr. Mills.

You know that.

Put out the fire. I'll get my things.

Well, he's holding his own.

I know, Judy, but we're doing all we
can.

How is she, Doctor?

Well, I'm afraid her heart is not as
strong as your father's.

Mr. Mills!

Doctor, Mr.

Mills is ready.

Here, Doc, it's right here.

A prescription the medical journals
never heard of.

Please, Dr. Hyde.

You better ask him, too, while you're at
it.

Well, what's your verdict?

My neck or hers?

Mills, you must have a lot of faith in
that.

prescription, or you wouldn't have come
back here.

I'm convinced.

You're wrong to trust him, Doctor.

That is your choice. It is.

Matubi, you better stay with the chief.

Well, let's hope this concoction of
yours is as good as you say.

I don't know what Matubi told you, Doc,
but I can't guarantee anything.

I don't think a guarantee is.

Good, Doc. But you'll have to give me a
hand.

That wound has to be opened up so the
powder can do its work.

All right.

How long does it take before we get a
reaction? I don't know, but if it works,

it'll be fast.

But to be.

Death has taken a long step from his
side.

For that, we can thank the daddy.

I've done all I can do, Doc.

I just hope it breaks the fever.

Well, I've been pretty lucky with it so
far.

Could have been the powder, or maybe
they got well in spite of it.

Well, at least that's honest enough.

And if I'd played it that way before,
none of this would have happened.

I'm sorry, Doc.

Doctorate! Doctorate!

Go ahead, I'll watch her.

This is Doctorate, Father.

It is he who made you well.

John, let me see.

Well, I say, you still feel the same?

That Mr.

Mills is all wrong and that you're still
right?

For your sake, Dr. Teddy, I hope that is
not so.

Doc!

Hello, young lady.

About time you came around.

Well, Doc, I guess my pass is up.

Maybe I'll run into you again.

Wait a minute, Mills.

Look, I'd like to know what's in that
concoction.

It worked, you know.

Maybe so.

Well, if I could have a sample of it, I
could take it back to the lab and run

some tests.

Be my guest. I'll leave it all with
Matubi.

Thanks. I should have let him in on it
sooner.

Then he wouldn't have had to go looking
for me.

So long, Doc.

Mr. Mills.

It is good that the two of you did find
you.

Or I would have made a big mistake.

What does that mean?

Stay, Mr. Mills.

I think that would be a bigger mistake.

What?

Why?

Well, if you went back to school and got
your degree, then you could help these

people the way I know you want to.

Agree. Have you got what it takes to be
a doctor?

Or is mystery the best you can do?

I don't know.

But I guess you're right, Doc.

Ought to take the time to find out, huh?

Hey, come on, Mr. Mills.

We'll be up that airfield without a
plane.

Good luck again, Mr. Mills. This time I
don't think your luck will run out.

It better not.

You wrote that school some mighty fancy
recommendations.

I hope I can live up to it, Doc.

I'm not worried about that.

And if you see Judy and Clarence
anywhere, give her my best.

Oh, my goodness. Judy, where is she? How
has she gotten herself into?

Don't bother to ask.

There won't be a label left in it.

Judy, come here. Come on.

Well,

Paula, she's all covered with glue.
You're going to have to clean her up.

I'm afraid you'll have to clean up
Clarence, too.

And while you're at it, don't forget Dr.
Harry.

Huh?

Hey,

Mr. Mills, you do have a plane to catch.

See you folks around.

Good luck.

That's it.

Party!