All language subtitles for Daktari s02e26 King Clarence

That's funny.

That's funny.

Mike, hand me the ophthalmoscope.

Judy, you know we're expecting company.
Now look at this mess.

No, Judy, I don't want any. Even though
those dates are a special gift to Dad

from the Royal Court of Timander. Now
clean up this mess.

Go on, clean it up.

Ah, General Armit, here are your hosts,
the famous Dr. Tracy.

How do you do? Charming daughter, Paula.

Morning, General. And his two
assistants, Jack Dane. How do you do,

Mike McCooler. How do you do? Why, thank
you.

Get! Get away from there! Get down! Get
down! This is Judy, General.

Judy has a great fondness for cubs and
small animals.

Doctor, we must exercise extreme caution
with your new patient, Pharaoh the

23rd. You have read his medical report,
I presume.

Yes, yes, I have.

Pharaoh is the last of the royal lions.

You must do everything to see that he
lives.

Well, we'll do our best.

Oh, Dad, he's beautiful.

Your government has recommended you
highly.

I can only hope I made the right choice
in following that recommendation.

Doctor.

You should understand that Pharaoh is
more than a royal pet.

He is a symbol of good fortune and power
to the rulers of my country.

That is why he must take his place at
the coronation ceremonies next week.

Next week? In exactly five days.

It is the tradition of my country no
emir may be officially crowned without a

royal lion at his feet.

I see.

Well, we'll take the royal pet to the
clinic.

Jack, Mike, would you see to the
general's luggage?

Right.

The suitcase is mine.

The trunk contains Pharaoh's
possessions.

What would a lion cub need with a trunk?

Well, royalty never travels light, you
know.

Well, I hope none of this rubs off on
Clarence. Poor Judy.

This I assume is the royal crest.

Yes. His mark of legitimacy.

It was painlessly branded into his skin
at birth.

There can be no counterfeits for
Pharaoh, Doctor.

What's the matter?

There seems to be a mass here, a lump in
the anterior part of his abdominal

cavity.

What does it mean?

Possible tumor.

I'll have to run a biopsy and get some x
-rays and run some liver function

studies.

Doctor, the coronation takes place in
five days.

I explained why Pharaoh has to be there.
You have five days, Doctor.

I don't know until I get the results of
the tests.

But I'm afraid Pharaoh may require some
surgery.

Surgery? Yes, and it could be extremely
serious.

General, well, it's quite possible that
Pharaoh may not survive an operation of

this sort.

He will survive.

I shall hold you directly responsible
for his fate. Anything less than your

skillful efforts will be considered a
personal insult to my government.

General, I will do my best, but there
are no guarantees.

Then I will make... Make the guarantees,
Doctor.

If Pharaoh is not completely cured, in
time, you and your compound will

live to regret it.

Well, General, this is Clarence, our
royal lion. Oh, really?

Clarence, say hello to the General.

In a few days, your pharaoh will be just
as frisky and lively as Clarence's. I

hope the good Dr. Hardy will make
Pharaoh a little livelier.

Oh, Judy wants you to meet Tata.

Yes.

Come on, Tata.

That wasn't that friendly of Judy.

Well,

I think Paula's got General Ahmed under
control.

She's in the middle of giving him the
grand tour.

Well, good. He's landing more trouble
than his cub.

And I'd rather have him as a friend than
an enemy.

We'll cross -match this later. Right.
Think you'll need a transfusion?

Yes, I do.

A cub this size is liable to go into
shock during the operation. We'd better

take any chances.

Yeah. Well, at least we won't have
trouble finding the right blood type. We

enough lions on the compound.

That's for sure.

What's the matter, young lady? Nobody
paying enough attention to you?

Maybe she'd like to meet his highness.

Oh, forgive me. This is Prince Pharaoh
of Tumandur, Princess Judy of Wemash.

Princess? Why not?

Ah, no.

Young lady, only General Ahmed feeds his
Royal Highness here. You're looking at

24 -carry royalty.

The most valuable lion in captivity.

I don't believe it.

sleeps on silk pillows, alpaca rugs,
dines off of silk platters.

Nothing but the best.

No, but, uh, Judy, Judy, hey, listen,
don't tell Clarence. He's liable to feel

underprivileged.

Now, come on, here. Yeah, come on,
shoot.

Oh, God, we got work to do.

What wonders here? All the animals seem
so friendly.

Clarence!

Clarence, where did you get this?

This was Pharaoh's.

I'm sorry, General. I can't imagine how
he got a hold of it.

This beast causes such destruction to
royal property and you do nothing?

Well, I'll see that he's properly
punished.

Your father should have completed his
examination by now.

I'm sorry, Clarence. I didn't mean it.
Do you know how it is?

Judy took this, didn't she?

I want figures.

General, we've run into a slight
problem.

Farrell's blood type is type B, which is
quite rare.

And we've got to locate some more before
we can operate.

Under the circumstances, maybe the
operation should be postponed.

Perhaps it isn't really necessary.

I think it is. He has a tumor, and we
don't know if it's benign or malignant.

And I'll need at least two days to build
up his strength.

Two days?

That only leaves two days to recuperate.
Lions are a lot stronger than people.

Pharaoh hasn't had much exercise, has
he?

None. We were worried.

Well, I think a little fresh air and
sunshine would do him some good.

Paula, would you do the honors?

Sure.

My dear, Pharaoh's leash is in his trunk
outside.

Jack, would you and Mike start taking
blood samples from all the other lions?

Sure.

concerned about your diagnosis.

Well, I can understand that.

Don't let him run, though. Oh, I won't,
Dad.

Would you like me to explain the
operation to you?

Yes, thank you.

Come on, Farrell.

All right.

Oh, come on. Take it easy.

Oh, Carrie.

Who's going to get the exercise, you or
me?

Well, young lady, I'm very angry with
you.

You know perfectly well what for.

Don't ever take anything of Pharaoh's
again.

You know, he's a very valuable lion,
Judy. He belongs to royalty.

And you know what that means.

Now you go over and clean up Clarence.

Easy, Judy. Just clean him up.

Aha! Behold Clarence, our next generous
donor.

Looks like he's been in a pillow fight.

Yeah.

Now, just stay put, Clarence.

Okay, Clarence.

I've taken blood samples from all the
other lions. Let's see what kind you've

got, huh?

I have a feeling we may well need some
of it.

It's not going to hurt, Clarence. It may
even save a life.

You wouldn't mind a little sacrifice for
Pharaoh now, would you, boy?

Okay, thank you, Clarence.

You too, Judy.

All right, Pharaoh, I'm going to put you
over here and I want you to rest for a

while. Miss Paula, he never lies on the
ground.

rest on your rug now.

Okay, here you go, Pharaoh.

There.

You must understand that a royal lion's
life is quite different than the lions

you keep here.

Yes, I see.

Well, uh, General, how would you like
some refreshment?

Yes, thank you.

Follow me to the house and I'll make you
some tea.

Get that mangy beast off that royal rug!

Come on!

If you don't mind, please pick up the
royal rug.

Sorry, General. I promise it'll never
happen again.

Well, I hope it doesn't.

What on earth happened here?

Well, Judy and Clarence decided to have
a pillow fight. With the royal pillow.

Oh, I see. Well, General, I do have a
bit of good news.

We've had a stroke of luck. We found a
lion with the same blood type as

Clarence.

You mean he, this common creature, has
the same type of blood as Pharaoh?

That's right, type B.

You know, I'd say that almost 90 % of
all lions have type A.

Now, we are mighty lucky to have
Clarence here and available.

I think he has found his highest purpose
in life.

He shall be well remembered long after
he's gone.

Yes. Dad, would you take the royal rug
for the general, please?

Yes, certainly.

Oh, and Paula, would you see that
Clarence gets an extra feeding for the

couple of days?

Shall we go, General?

You're looking at 24 carat royalty.

The most valuable lion in captivity.

You know, he's a very valuable lion,
Judy. He belongs to royalty.

And you know what that means.

You wouldn't mind a little sacrifice for
Pharaoh now, would you, boy?

I think he has found his highest purpose
in life.

He shall be well remembered long after
he's gone.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Oh.

You wouldn't mind a little sacrifice for
Pharaoh now, would you, boy?

I think he has found his highest purpose
in life.

He shall be well remembered long after
he's gone.

He didn't come home last night.

I wouldn't worry. It's nearly feeding
time. You'll be here.

Dad?

No? I can't find Clarence, and Mike
hasn't seen him either.

Oh, just put his food out. He'll come
running.

Well, I tried. His food's been out for
hours.

Oh, really?

Well, any ideas why he hasn't shown up?

Well, maybe it's what happened
yesterday.

General Ahmet chased Clarence off his
royal rug, and he wasn't very

complimentary to him either.

Well, I could understand if Judy had the
rug pulled out from under her. She

might go off and sulk, but not Clarence.

He's probably out in the bush playing
with Judy.

I'll go look.

Shout time for the animals. I wish I
knew where Clarence is.

He must be the world's hungriest lion.

Mike, uh, Jack... Listen, I'm getting a
little worried about Clarence.

Why don't you two take the truck and
have a look around, see if you can find

him? Okay, Marsh, we're all through here
anyhow.

He's not in any of his usual places.

He should be hungry enough to have come
back by now.

Yeah, well, that's Clarence for you. Not
around whenever you need him.

Paula, would you put the oil away,
please?

Dad, if we don't find Clarence, how are
you going to operate on Pharaoh?

Well, we just won't take any chances.

Doctor, I am going to feed...

I'm going to feed Pharaoh now.

You wanted to add something to his diet?

Yes, some vitamin supplements.

Paula, you know where they are. Would
you show the dinner? Sure. Follow me,

General.

This is Dr. Tracy calling Nagoro Radio.

Do you read, over?

No go or radio proceed. Dr. Tari.

Oh, Jim. Um, would you call dr?

Dillman and nagaville and ask him if he
has a lion with blood type B blood type

B Call back as soon as I can. Dr. Tari.

All right. Thank you And

here's

your meat Farrah We'll get some of that
vitamin compound and mix it all up.

Here it is.

Why vitamins?

Well, it aids in the healing process and
it cuts down the recovery time after an

operation.

Judy! Judy!

Shame on you, young lady. What are you
doing with Pharaoh's food?

I'm sorry, General, but Judy's curious
about new things.

Come with me, young lady.

Pharaoh, the way things are happening
around here, I'm beginning to have

doubts about Daktari.

The last straw, young lady. I'm going to
stay in here until General Mohammed and

the Pharaoh leave.

That is that.

I hope you learned your lesson.

anyplace until Pharaoh leaves, and
that's final.

Dr. Dillman said he was sorry and
suggested the Kimberley Zoo.

I called and the curator won't be
available until morning.

Dr. Dillman, you say... All right, Jim,
thank you. And listen, when you do

contact him, would you tell him that
it's urgent?

Will do.

Goodbye, Dr. Dillman. Goodbye, Jim. You
said you were going to operate tomorrow.

I may have to postpone it a day. You
can't. I told you Pharaoh and I had to

back in time for the coronation. I've
already promised you that I'll do

everything possible.

Your promises are like drifting sand.

Why didn't you make plans for an
alternate supply of blood? Why didn't

medical report specify that he had a
rare type?

Then how could you have been so careless
as to let the lion you need most wander

away? Well, that I don't understand.

And I don't understand why your
government recommended you.

Dad, he shouldn't have talked to you
that way. No, he's just upset.

He has a great deal at stake.

Well, it's not your fault that Clarence
is gone.

No.

Say, by the way, did you put some more
food out for him in case he comes back?

Yes, and he should be awfully hungry by
now. Oh, boy, I'll bet he is.

Another sign of him, Doctor. You must
have found a new hiding place.

What's that princess doing in solitary?

Judy's becoming impossible.

I'm not surprised.

Her feelings hurt because she's no
longer the center of attention around

Stop that noise.

Clarence is out in the bush somewhere,
probably in trouble, and all you think

about is yourself.

Hey, where are you going?

Oh, we're off to tranquilize as many
lions as we can.

I hope we can find one with blood -type
B.

The barrow isn't doing too well.

No.

Boy, we could really use Clarence.

But can we afford to wait? I question
your decision, Doctore. You delay the

operation, he might die.

And if we operate without the proper
emergency blood supply, the chances are

most likely will.

What if he gets worse before you find a
donor?

We're doing everything we possibly can
for Pharaoh.

I wish I could believe that. But
everything I've seen here leads me to

your competence.

You allow valuable animals to roam about
freely.

You keep an impudent rascal of a
chimp... that steals the very food from

the noses of your sick patients.

What are you talking about?

Last night, your Judy tried to steal the
food from my Pharaoh, like a common

thief. But she gave it back.

I shall make a full report of everything
that's happened here.

Yes, General, why don't you do that?

You might die if he operates on you.

And you might die if he doesn't.

You know, Judy would not ordinarily like
the diet that Pharaoh is on.

Judy didn't eat any. She just picked it
up and headed out the door.

Dad, do you think Judy took Pharaoh's
food for Clarence?

Clarence's food is still out in front of
the house, isn't it? Yes.

Well, I'll tell you what.

Let's just find out how much Judy really
knows.

You let her out of the cage.

Judy, I let you out of this cage. Do you
promise to behave yourself?

Okay, because I'm going to be much too
busy to see what you're doing.

I want you to stay out of mischief. Do
you understand?

All right, Judy, now I want you to sit
here and behave yourself.

All right, young lady, I caught you red
-handed.

Now, where is Clarence?

Judy,

you don't eat meat. You were taking that
to Clarence.

Judy, you've got to tell us where
Clarence is hiding.

Judy, if you don't help us find
Clarence, Pharaoh will die.

Well, it's another type A.

Well, we ought to hit a type B sooner or
later.

Well, not necessarily.

Don't forget, blood type is inherited,
and most of these lions were sired by

same father.

Hmm.

Let's try a few more lions.

All right.

Officer Headley!

Officer Headley! I need your help. Glad
to be of service, General. What can I do

for you?

Clarence has disappeared.

He's always doing that, but he'll come
back. But we need him. He's the only

around here who has the same type of
blood as Pharaoh.

Oh. Where's Tektar? In the clinic.

Questioning Judy.

A chimpanzee. Well, he should get some
answers from her.

Now, Judy, we know you know where
Clarence is.

Oh, yes, you do.

Stop playing games. You're going to take
us to Clarence.

Oh, yes, you are.

Now, you were taking his food to him.

Something's wrong.

Judy, are you afraid of something?

You call him a scientist?

Talking to that animal as if she
understood him?

She does, old chap, completely.

You mean... Oh, if it worked.

The Gora radio calling, Mamero. Come in,
Doctor.

Stay with you.

Yeah, Jim, go ahead.

Doctor, the curator at Kimberley reports
he has a Type B lion.

Says he can have it delivered by air
tomorrow.

Good, have him send it over right away.

Roger. Over and out.

Out. We can't wait that long.

My return must not be delayed.

General, you may have to change your
schedule.

Look, if the operation turns out all
right, well, Farrell can recuperate on

way home, but I certainly wouldn't
recommend it.

Really?

But as you pointed out before, lions are
stronger than people.

Any luck?

Hello? Nothing but type A.

We're going to recheck to see if
Clarence came back. No.

Wherever he is, he must be half dead of
thirst and starvation.

Judy, please, tell me where Clarence is.

Judy, don't be so stubborn.

Dad can't operate on Pharaoh unless he
has the right kind of blood.

Will you listen to me?

Clarence has that kind of blood. We have
to find Clarence.

Poor Clarence. He's probably starving
thanks to you.

Judy, don't you want to help Pharaoh?

Judy, Pharaoh is very sick.

It's comatose.

The tumor must be straining the
intestine.

Let's operate immediately.

With your approval, of course.

You have it.

Jack, we're going to have to use fluids
and steroids to cushion the shock.

Mike, did you get the instruments ready?

Mm -hmm.

General, if you don't mind.

Come on, Judy.

Be careful. I'm at the pool. Nothing.

If Pharaoh dies in the operating table,
it'll be your fault, not his.

Yes, I know that. Yes, but you're aware
that you've also loosed the compound?

Yes.

Ah, she'll make you the scapegoat if
anything happens, and he'll tell the

governor that... Emily, please.

Good luck.

Judy, be a good girl and take us to
Clarence, please.

Heard him. Not a big, strong lion like
Clarence.

Talking to dumb animals as though they
could understand.

It's idiotic.

Animals may be dumb, General, in the
sense they can't speak.

They're extremely intelligent and
understand more than you realize.

That's true, General, and you said some
very cruel things about Clarence. Oh,

come now, lions don't have feelings like
human beings.

Well, in any case, Judy heard what you
said, and that's probably why she hid

Clarence. Isn't that so, Judy?

Well, I may have been a little
patronizing.

After all, Pharaoh is a royal. Come. I
assure you, General, Judy thinks

is king here and just as royal as
Pharaoh.

Don't you, Judy?

Now, perhaps if you were to apologize to
her, she might condescend to take us to

Clarence. Isn't that so, Judy?

Surely you must be joking, Officer
Headley.

Not at all.

I've apologized to Judy many times, and
she's very forgiving.

Pharaoh's life's at stake, General.
Don't you think it's worth giving it a

of a try for the little fellow's sake?

You mean you want me to talk to that
beast as if she were a human being?

It's the only way, General.

What did she say?

She said yes.

Judy.

Judy, if I said anything to hurt your
feelings, I'm sorry.

Why did she turn away?

She's upset about Clarence. Oh.

And I'm sorry I called Clarence a mangy
beast.

I'd tell him that myself if he were
here.

Or if you took me to him.

What can I say to prove my friendship?

Don't go away, Judy.

I'll be right back.

Judy, you mustn't be rude to the
general. He means no harm to Clarence.

Don't you think it's about time to give
it over?

Here.

Here, Judy, this is for Clarence.

A royal rug of his own. But make amends
to my fucking cruelty.

Now, you see, Judy, the general means no
harm to Clarence.

I wouldn't hurt him for any reason in
the world. We need him.

Just a little of Clarence's blood will
save Pharaoh's life.

It's not going to hurt even a little
bit.

Don't you understand?

Where's she going?

Follow her.

I feel a lot better. Clients were here.

So would I.

Let me know when you're ready.

Okay.

Scalpel.

All set, aren't you?

Why is she stopping?

I don't know. She's nervous about
something.

Over there.

A leopard.

Judy, Judy.

That'll keep him away for a while.

Okay, Judy, take us to Clara. Go ahead.

Judy, where are you taking us?

Clarence isn't around here, see?

My old treehouse.

Oh, come on, Judy, stop your teasing.
Clarence can't be up there.

But it sounds like Clarence.

It must be, but... This is utterly
fantastic.

It's as if Judy understood everything.

Believe me, she does, but I don't
understand. Judy, how did Clarence get

there?

Slowly he frightens easily pull on this
one remember slowly

Thank

You

Judy

Where is he?

You won't believe this, but he's mid
-air in an elevator.

I don't care if he's riding a
motorcycle. Get him here as fast as you

I don't know how to thank you, Daktari,
or apologize for my rash behavior, but

be assured, my government is deeply
indebted. Well, I was only too glad to

help, General.

Goodbye, General.

Have a good trip home. Thank you.

But first I must say goodbye to my good
friends.

Judy?

When I get home, I will see that a box
of dates from the royal garden is sent

you personally.

And my appreciation to you two,
Clarence. The rug and silver dish are a

gift from a grateful country. I was
mistaken about you, my friend.

You two are of royal blood.

Thanks again, gentlemen.

Thank you so much. All right, General.
Don't forget to keep me posted now on

Farrell's condition.

Howdy!