All language subtitles for Daktari s03e11 Judy and the Thoroughbred

Where are you going?

I know you don't like this any better
than we do, but this is the way it's got

to be.

There we go. In you go. Come on.

In you go.

Yeah,

these big juicy bones will keep you
happy for a while.

Clarence, honestly, we're sorry to have
to cage you, but we're expecting a new

patient.

Believe it or not, a thoroughbred
racehorse.

I doubt if he's ever seen a lion before.
And unfortunately, you get just a

little too curious sometimes for your
own good.

Come on, Clarence. We know you wouldn't
do anything to hurt him, but racehorses

do scare easily.

And besides, Carpacino's worth a quarter
of a million dollars.

Marsh, I don't see how that horse could
be worth anything.

He hasn't won a race in over a year, and
from what I understand, the best

veterinarians in Europe have just given
up on him.

Jack, all I know is if Countess
Pomerotti can charter a private airplane

him all the way down here, the least we
can do is try, right?

Right. So we try.

Did you put Toto in a safe place out of
harm's way?

I'm sorry, Toto, but it's better than a
cage.

It's getting kind of late.

Come on, Judy.

Marsh, you think we ought to go get
changed?

I left my tux at the clinkers.

Well, I've got a full -dress tribal
outfit.

Gee, Mike, I don't think I could get
into it in time, do you?

Morning, Marsh.

Countess Barbarotti, may I present Dr.

Tracy. I've looked forward to this,
Doctor. Well, thank you, Countess, and

welcome to America. May I introduce my
assistants, Mike McCool and Jack Dane.

How do you do?

Um, where's Paula? Oh, she's in the bar
taking a midterm exam.

Oh, I see.

And this little lady is Judy.

Hello, Judy.

Doctor,

I hope you'll be able to attend to
Cappuccino without delay.

Oh, yes, I think we can.

It's rather hot in that trailer. Do you
fellas want to get him out?

How long do you think it will take you
to make your determination?

Well, did you bring the x -rays and the
medical reports?

Yes, in my luggage.

I don't think it should take more than
two or three days.

Oh, good.

I didn't want to have to stay here
longer than that.

Come on, boy. Come on.

Hey, aren't you a beauty, huh?

Ah, magnificent.

Really magnificent.

I'm sure you think me a fool for
bringing him all the way to Africa,

But I've read all your books.

If anyone can help me, you can.

You are my last hope.

Well, I understand it's not his life
that's in jeopardy. It's merely his

career, right? To me, that's one and the
same thing.

He's a gelding, Doctor.

And if he can't win...

I want him destroyed

Avanti. Bye.

Good boy.

Come on, Cappuccino.

Come on.

Well, no sign of a carriage fault at a
walk or a trot.

I've seen many a fort that only showed
up in a run.

Uh, Connors.

Connors, will you lead him into a faster
pace, but slowly?

Avanti.

Back. Good boy.

Su cappuccino.

Fascinating woman, isn't she?

She isn't Italian, is she?

By Mary, Jess. She's lived all over the
world.

They tell me she speaks seven languages,
each one without the trace of an

accent. How long has she owned a racing
stable?

Let's see now. She was woman's racing
car champion five years ago.

Was she in the habit of destroying her
racing cars if they broke down?

You mustn't consider her cruel.

Racing people are terribly realistic
about animals. So are we, Hadley. So are

we. All right, Cappuccino.

Come on.

Look at her.

Graceful as Diana.

She's a remarkable athlete.

Skiing champion, tennis, boating
regatta. She's used to winning.

Well, maybe she ought to run the next
race herself.

Oh, come now, Marsh. You're going to
kill Cappuccino. So the question of

destroying him is purely academic.

No, Cappuccino.

What is it?

Cappuccino.

Let me out, let me out.

Easy, easy, easy, easy now.

Nobody's going to harm you. You're
perfectly safe here. Sure.

Yes, we're going to be friends, huh?

Tell you what, how would you like some
nice, juicy carrots, huh? Come on, come

on, come on.

He'll be all right. He may have caught
the wind of one of our animals.

Well, there really isn't enough room
here to exercise him properly.

Judy wants to show you where she
exercises, Countess.

You don't really understand her, do you?
Oh, yes.

She understands us, too.

I give you my word.

Judy, Judy, the Countess is busy.

Oh, it's all right.

We are cappuccino, huh?

Oh, yeah, we should have done that
before, huh?

Yeah.

Oh, nice.

She's trying to tell you that later
there'll be food behind that door and

going to win it.

Win it?

From Toto. Jack's working on an
experiment.

Countess, perhaps you'd like to watch
later.

Thank you. I would.

Judy, Judy, that's enough. I'm liable to
break the door.

You're unbelievable. Do you know that?

have to stick a few needles in you, but
you've had that done before, so you're

kind of used to that, huh?

That's it.

If we're going to find out what's wrong
with you, I'm going to need your help.

Mm -hmm.

Yeah, that's right, Cappuccino. We're
going to be good friends, aren't we?

What are you doing, Doctor?

Well, Countess, we call it affection
training.

When we treat an animal, we first try to
win over his trust and cooperation.

He has little enough spirit as it is.

After all, he's not a Sunday saddle
horse.

If he's going to be my patient, I will
have to treat him in my own way.

Of course.

Sorry.

Perhaps you'd like to look at those x
-rays and medical reports now.

Yes, thank you.

Well, Cappuccino, I think we have
everything here we need to take good

you.

Liquid wax.

Must be to keep his coat shining.

Unless the cab has confused him with one
of her racing cars.

Marsh, I'm about to leave. Any luck?

No, I've been through about 25 x -rays,
Ed Lee, and there's no sign of a bone

spur or skeletal abnormality.

Hmm. Well, you'll find the trouble, old
chap.

The Countess seems to be in a better
mood. Might take her to watch Judy and

Toad. Oh, yes.

Well, see you tomorrow.

Hey, no you don't. If you want this
fruit, you're going to have to work for

Okay, Toto.

Now you stand by your blocks, huh?

I don't know where she got this cap,
Countess. I think it belongs to you. Oh,

that's all right. She can have it.

Judy, I'll hold it for you until after
the experiment, okay?

Hey, Judy, come here a minute.

Toto's really pretty hungry, you
understand?

Now, if you win this, she's not going to
have anything to eat.

So you think about that a minute, huh?

That's a girl.

Well, we're all set.

Okay, ladies, ready?

Okay, go!

Get another one, Toto.

Come on, faster, Cotto, faster.

Go, Judy, go!

Are you sure Judy is smarter than Toto?

She's doing that on purpose, Countess.

Judy,

I'm proud of you. That was a very
unselfish act.

How interesting.

Congratulations, Judy. That was a very
kind thing to do.

Most certainly was.

Look how good you made Toto feel.

Sometimes it pays to let others win,
right, Judy?

Sorry, Judy, you're a loser.

Losers don't win anything.

You should have at least tried to win.

Then you can afford to be generous.

Only winners wear my silk.

Nobody can feel sorry for his opponent
and be a winner.

Well, Judy, you're learning how to be a
winner.

You know what that means, huh?

To the victor, along the spoils.

Oh, Judy, you're a winner now.

Now we can be friends.

No use, Jack.

I think she's ashamed because of what
she did to Toto yesterday.

Yeah.

Well, I guess we'll forget about the
experiments for a few days.

Wonder what the Countess could have said
to her.

No soreness there, no swelling.

No fever in the knee.

Let's have a look.

There we go. There we go.

No stiffness in the joint.

You know, that's amazing.

Usually it takes a week or more to get
that friendly with cappuccino. We get

along fine.

Did you find anything wrong with his
left leg? No.

The inflammation that Dr. Fowler treated
has all healed up.

I'm not so sure.

When I exercise him, he stumbles.

He can't take the weight of a rider.

Well, last week he almost went down with
me.

Were you thrown?

Yes. I'm sure he gave away on his rear
left leg.

Well, maybe I'd better take another look
at those x -rays and medical reports.

Would you care to join me?

I'd be delighted.

See you later, old boy.

Look, Doctor, I wasn't very nice
yesterday.

Please forgive me.

Well, Jack seemed to be the one that was
disturbed.

Countess, what did happen between you
and Judy yesterday?

Oh, I refused to give her the jockey cap
because I didn't want to reward her for

losing. Of course, when she changed her
attitude and stepped into the winner's

circle, I gave her the jockey's cap.

Yes, I understand you're quite a
competitor.

For me, life would be an utter bore
without it.

Haven't you had enough?

Now you sound like my husband.

Imagine, twice winner of the Grand Prix.
And now he spends his time designing

sports cars.

Competition is the essence of life,
Doctor.

Well, Countess, I... Oh, this is
ridiculous. May I call you Mark?

My name is Lucienne.

Lucy to my friends.

Oh, I thought... Lucy?

Well, I do believe the queen of the jet
set is getting neighborly.

Yes, and after you told Marsh what she
did to your experiment.

Well, uh... Hey, look at that.

Oh, Cappuccino, I'll give you a
partnership.

Well, that's very kind of you, Lucy, but
to be perfectly honest with you, I

prefer the non -competitive life.

I hate you dedicated men.

Really? I don't know why.

You're one of the most dedicated persons
I've ever met.

Well, I suppose you're right.

I've never looked at it like that
before.

Well, let's see.

Count Pacino's been having these fits of
lameness off and on now for about, um,

about two years, huh?

Yeah.

As a two -year -old, he won everything
in fights.

Since then, he's been lame more often
than not.

Well, these reports, um, indicate that
all his visible injuries have been

healed.

That's why I brought him to you.

Nobody's been able to find the trouble.

You mentioned something about his...

Lack of spirit.

Losers never have spirit.

I've been through four different
trainers trying to help him.

You being the fifth, Marsh.

And the last.

You see, um, do you exercise him very
often?

Well, I used to.

But now it's too dangerous.

Don't worry, we'll find out what the
problem is.

Oh, um, if you don't mind, I'd like a
cup of cappuccino, ma 'am.

All right.

I have some lettuce, all right.

Judy, Judy, I want you to apologize to
Toto.

That a good girl.

Mike, listen, I'm going to take
Cappuccino out for a run.

Oh, you'd better get Judy and Toto out
of the way.

I tell you what, why don't you take them
down and let them see their old friend

Clarence, huh? All right, he's probably
lonely anyway.

Yeah, probably.

Okay, come on.

Up with it.

That's it. Here, Judy, pick it up. Come
on.

All right, Judy, come on.

We came to see how you are.

Okay, Judy. Give Clarence a snack.

Come on, throw him in.

Clarence, you don't like to be caged,
and we don't like to cage you.

But Marsh is trying to cure Cappuccino.
He's a beautiful horse.

And I know you want to see him get well.
We all do, right?

Right.

Yeah, we know what's wrong, don't we,
Cappuccino, huh?

Sure we do.

Sure isn't much of a saddle. Hasn't even
got a horn on it.

Let's just hope I can stay on.

Marsh, the counter said he couldn't take
a rider's weight.

Jack, maybe that's only when she rides
him.

What do you mean?

Well, I noticed that every time she came
around, he breaks out into a sweat and

his heartbeat quickens.

And you think he tried to throw her?

He either resents her or he's afraid of
her. And that's my guess. And if I'm

wrong, he'll throw me.

That's charming.

Well, let's hope I can make like a
jockey.

Okay.

Here, Gil.

What do you think now, huh? Well, if
he's losing races, it's not from being

lame. Nope.

Oh, uh, don't tell my colleagues, huh?

Oh, Jack, bring me some carrot, will
you? Yeah.

I thought I heard Cappuccino running.

Uh, yes, um... Fellas, I think we've,
uh...

discovered the trouble.

Well, that's wonderful.

Oh, um, wouldn't it also if you'd do me
a favor?

Would you mind coming here a minute?

I'd like to have you feed him a carrot.

He needs some encouragement from someone
he knows.

Well... Please.

This is ridiculous.

Don't teach him to like me, Marsh.

Just cure his legs so he can be a
champion again.

Good afternoon, Countess.

How's it going, Marsh? Did you make a
diagnosis?

Yes.

Yes, I have, Ellie.

But I haven't been able to tell the
Countess yet.

Oh, is it that bad?

Ellie, let me ask you something.

What do you think of a horse that gives
me a nice, smooth, beautiful ride?

But when the owner rides him, he shows
signs of lameness.

What kind of signs?

Well, the countess said that the last
time she rode him, his left hind quarter

gave out and he threw her.

That's hardly a sign of lameness. I
mean, I've been around horses all my

They'll sit down to throw you if they
don't like you. That's my diagnosis,

Hedley.

Cappuccino doesn't like the countess.

Marsh!

Marsh!

Trump! Trump!

Trump! Trump!

But, Marsh, he's lost so many races.

I think he's losing because he doesn't
care. There's no incentive.

To be frank, the Countess doesn't like
him either.

But isn't that a bit much, old boy?

Yes.

That's why I haven't been able to tell
you.

Trump!

I think she wants to be a jockey.

I think you better take her off before
she gets carried away.

Okay. Come on, Judy.

Well... I suppose I should go and tell
the Countess and get it over with.

Would you like me to come along?

No, no, no, thanks, old man.

This is something I've got to do by
myself.

I'm sorry, Judy, but Marsh doesn't want
you to ride horses anymore.

Sorry, Judy, old girl. As a jockey, I
don't think you'd make the weight.

What is it? Do you want

me to give you a ride?

All right, then. Since I like you, I'll
give you one.

Come on. Hop up.

Hop up.

That's it. Now.

I understand this emphasis of yours on
affection training.

You said you wanted Cappuccino to be a
champion again.

Well, I don't think he will be until you
change your attitude toward him or he

towards you.

Attitude? A horse is lame, Mark.

The only lame about him is his spirit.
Now, you crippled that, Lucy, and only

you can mend it.

You are a fool, Dr.

Tracy. Just a minute.

You can prove whether I am or not by
doing what I ask.

Affection training takes time. We have a
lot of work to do. I won't listen to

such nonsense.

Give me a knee up.

I'm going to ride him. Countess, you
better wait till I check with Marsh. Dr.

Tracy says he is not lame.

We'll soon find out. Step aside.

Gareth, you cannot go out into the bush!

Gareth!

Gareth!

Gareth!

Gareth!

Gareth! Gareth!

Sorry, Marsh, I couldn't stop her.

We better take two cars. Mike, you go
with Hedley. All right. Jack, let's go.

All right, friends.

Let's find some nice grassy turf.

And no tricks.

Lay him down!

Are you all right?

I didn't even find out if he was lame.

Before I could get him into a full run,
he threw me.

Then he tried to kick me to death.

Well, he was frightened.

Oh, not as frightened as I was. He's all
yours, Marsh.

If you can find him in one piece.

Well, then you didn't see the rhino.

Rhino?

Is that why Cappuccino reared?

Yes, the rhino spooked him. That's why
he threw you.

Oh, he doesn't need any excuse for that.

Lucy, whether you believe it or not, he
saved your life. It was not by accident.

Are you trying to tell me that
Cappuccino took on a charging rhino?

Yes.

He used himself as a decoy to pull a
rhino away from you.

See anything, Jack?

No, just the rhino.

He stopped when Cappuccino outran him.

Well, we'd better find him before a lion
or a leopard does.

Headley, Cappuccino's loose.

He'll probably head for grass. You want
to check the north plane? He's headed

for grass, all right. Don't worry,
Countess. We'll find him.

Come on, let's go.

Jack, he's gone to the far side.

Look, we'll go on foot from here. Take
the truck around to the other end, will

you? All right.

Want to take a look?

I can't see him.

He's right over there.

Ah, yes, sir.

He'll make a fine Sunday saddle horse.

That is, if you still don't want him.

You really think there's nothing wrong
with him?

Lucy, it's what you think.

You think he's a loser and you hate
losers.

What made him resent you in the first
place?

Did you throw a temper tantrum in the
stall every time you fired a trainer?

They didn't take care of him right.

He was always having leg trouble.

Well, that's when he needed kindness the
most, not hostility and unpleasantness.

Oh, Lucy, why do you try so hard? You
must have all the trophies you can use.

Winning can't be as important now as
when you were young.

Age has nothing to do with meeting a
challenge.

Once a champion, always a champion, huh?

Well, don't you think that's just being
a little unrealistic?

Look, Lucy, why don't you stop competing
with what you were?

Learn how to enjoy life and relax?

Your husband found out how.

Maybe you ought to take a few lessons
from him.

Well, I never was a good loser.

But don't you think it's about time you
learned?

He's running, Marsh.

Look at him go.

We'd better get down there and stay with
him.

Listen.

He's scared.

Something's after him.

I bet it's a lion.

Come on, boy. Come on, boy.

Come on, boy.

Cappuccino. It's all right.

It's all right. Oh, that's a good boy.
No, no, nothing to worry about now.

Gosh!

Gosh!

There's nothing to worry about.

No, not anymore.

Yes, it's my good boy.

You simply must visit us, Marsh.

I'm entering Cappuccino in the Rome
handicap next month. Please try to come.

Well, I'd certainly like to, but...
Well, if you do come, why don't you

Judy and Toto?

Oh,

you better leave Clarence in Africa.

Romans and lions don't mix very well.

Goodbye, Countess. Mike, thank you both
for everything.

Our pleasure.

You're more than welcome.

Marsh, I've been thinking over what you
said. I guess I have been unrealistic.

I even resented my husband for giving up
competition.

I think he's going to be very happy that
I came here.

I hope so.

How about cappuccino? Win or lose.

I've now learned that cappuccino is
always going to be a champion.

Thanks to you, Marsh.

Oh,

my God.