All language subtitles for Dr.Quinn.Medicine.Woman.S02E25.The.Man.in.the.Moon.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-Kitsune_track3_[eng]

What do you think
you're doin'?

Packin'.

And goin' where?

Anywhere but here, Hank.

Who said you could go?

I did. Remember?

I tore up my contract.

You can arrest me,
jail me, whatever.

I'm leaving.

So, am I ever
gonna see you again?

I suspect from time to time.

We do live in the same town.

What are you doin'
with this stuff?

These I'm leavin'.

These I'm takin'.

I gave you this.

I don't want it.

It come all the way
from Paris, France.

It cost me $10. You keep it.

If I live to be 90,
I will not put this on,

and you can't make me.

You can't make me do nothin',
not ever again.

I'll tell you what.

How 'bout you just leave it all?

It all belongs to me anyhow.

Everything under this roof does.

Except me.

Hya!

There she is.

Myra.

How'd it go?

Oh, it don't matter. It's over.

He didn't hurt you, did he?

No.

Where are your things?

He wouldn't let me take 'em.

But they're yours.
You have a right to them.

Hank don't care about rights.

Hank...Myra needs her things.

- She does, does she?
- Yes.

And keeping them
is the same as stealing.

Arrest me.

Or maybe I should still
wire a marshal

and arrest her for
tearin' up her contract?

I won't send it.

Hank, I know you're upset
about Myra leaving,

but keeping her belongings
is immature.

Why don't you just be a man
about it?

You're right, Michaela.

I don't know
how I could've been so immature.

I'll go get 'em.

All yours.

No, don't.

Leave it all. Leave it.

- Leave it all.
- But I --

Myra...

I'm gonna give you
all new things.

I'm gonna give you
a whole new life.

What should I do with these?

Just set them down for now.

Thank you, Matthew.

Can't believe Horace
bought me all these things.

Well, you've got
a whole new life now.

I really appreciate you
letting me stay here, Dr. Mike.

Horace offered, but I...

Well, I prefer not to
until we're properly married.

I think it's wise.

I really want to start over,
do it right this time.

I just want people
to see me different.

I understand.

Aren't you gonna try
one of these on?

Guess I should.

I think it'll be a good
first step to starting over.

May I?

Mm-hmm.

What do you think?

Come see for yourself.

That ain't me.

It is.

That girl -- she's gone.

No.

Look.

She's here.

She's right here.

Dr. Mike, Colleen, Brian.

H-How's Myra?

Well, I think it may take her
some time to adjust,

but she's getting settled.

That's good.

Something wrong?

If I tell you,
promise not to say anything?

Of course.

I ordered a diamond ring,
but it hasn't come.

I wanted it to be here in time
for the engagement party.

Oh, I'm sure it'll be here
on the next stage.

Oh, but another package come...

for Brian
all the way from Boston.

Must be from your grandmother.

Oh.

What is it?

I don't know.

Some kind of tube.

It-it's a telescope.

I seen pictures of 'em
in the catalogs.

Y-You use them to look at the
sky, the moon, and the stars.

It is from Grandma.

She says she read in the almanac

there's gonna be an eclipse
this month.

There's a book here, too --

"From the Earth to the Moon"
by Jules Verne.

Is there anything for me?

Nope. All mine.

I'm just so happy
about Horace and Myra.

Me, too.

Oh,
they love each other so much,

and they waited a long time
to be together.

Looks like there's nothin'
standin' in their way now,

is there?

No, there certainly isn't.

You should've seen
Horace's face when

the engagement ring he ordered
didn't arrive.

They're already engaged.
Everybody knows that.

Yes,
but the ring makes it official.

Rings shouldn't matter, not
as long as they love each other.

But it does matter, Sully.

It's a symbol.

Man's got to work for
the woman he loves every day.

He's got to
show her with actions.

Oh, you're right, of course,

but when he kneels before her
and asks for her hand...

hmm, there's just something
magical about it.

If magic is what she wants.

She wants it all.

Does she?

Oh, she wants
the proper church wedding.

She wants to wear the white
dress and march down the aisle.

She wants to cut the wedding
cake and throw the bouquet.

What woman wouldn't?

Sully, Myra has never been
accepted in our church,

and tomorrow,
she's going on Horace's arm.

I'd like you to go on mine.

Let's have a toast.

As mayor of this town,
I'd like to be the first

to congratulate Horace and Myra
on their official engagement.

Horace and Myra!

Thank you all for coming.

It means a lot to Myra and me,

and we want to invite all of you
to the weddin'.

Have you set the date yet?

We're waiting
for Horace's kin to answer,

but if -- if they can make it,

we're hoping for
last Sunday of the month.

I'll be sure
to put it on my calendar,

assuming I'm invited.

Matter of fact,
you ain't, Hank.

Congrat-- Is that Horace?

It's the least you could do
after stealin' what was mine.

She never was yours, Hank.

She was mine plenty of times.

That's uncalled for.

It's the liquor talkin'.

You ought to know, Jake.

Go home.

You're makin' a fool
of yourself, friend.

You ain't no friend of mine.

You're just a worthless drunk.

We've had just about
enough of you, Hank.

You ain't had any, old man.
That's your problem!

I won't have that kind
of talk in here, Hank.

Now, get out!

Not 'til I give the bride
her weddin' present.

Myra?

Did you really think I'd
let you go through with that?

Put the gun away, Hank.

Get on your knees.

Now!

Are you crazy?

Think about what you're doin',
Hank.

Somebody could get hurt.

Somethin' you need
'fore you get married, Myra.

You need someone
to give you away.

It ain't ever gonna happen.

I'll kill you first.

Oh!

The heck's goin' on?

Try not to move. You're hurt.

Get your hands off me.

She's tryin' to help you, Hank.

What for?

What for?

'Cause you made
a jackass of yourself

at Myra's engagement party.

Why, Sully here
had to knock you out,

keep you from shootin' her.

I was just tryin' to knock
the gun out of your hand.

I'll settle later with you,
you sorry Injun lover.

That's no way
to speak to people

who are trying to help you.

I don't need help.

I don't need nothin'
from any of you.

- Where's my gun?
- I got it.

I'm keepin' it, Hank.

I'm mayor of this town,
and I don't want you to have it

for a few days
until you've cooled down.

Cooled down.

Not to mention
an apology is in order.

Someone's gonna be sorry,
all right.

It ain't gonna be me.

What you lookin' at?

The man in the moon.

There's no man in the moon.

There will be someday.

What are you talkin' about?

Said so in that book
Grandma sent.

Says there's some men
in Baltimore

who used to make cannons
for the war.

So they started a club.

And then, they worked on this
really, really big cannon.

And it's like a cannonball,

and they scooped it out
so it was just a shell.

And they put three men
inside of it.

And they fired it off
with so much gunpowder

that it shot
all the way to the moon.

Are you crazy?

I read it.

Just 'cause it's in a book
don't make it true.

Even if they did get to the
moon, how would they get back?

It says they shot the cannon
from the beach in Florida,

that way they could drop
back down into the ocean.

You'd have to be
stupid to believe something

as ridiculous as that.

I'm not stupid.

Use your brain.

People can't go to the moon,
Brian.

Hank.

We're closed.

I wanted to look in on you.

And I thought
you wanted a drink.

No.

Of course not.

The almighty doctor would never
stoop to somethin' so low

as to havin' a little fun.

How much alcohol
have you had tonight?

Not a drop.

Is that the truth?

Wouldn't lie to you.

Well, your speech is slurred,

and if you haven't had anything
to drink, you --

you could've had a concussion.

I need to examine you.

You need more than that,
Michaela.

Hank, let me help you.

You're the reason I lost her.

What are you talking about?

The reason Myra left me.

She was happy before you come
here talkin' your big ideas,

fillin' her head
full of your Boston ways.

You turned Myra against me.

Myra left you
because she loved Horace.

I'm sorry you can't seem
to be able to accept that.

What do you know
about love, Michaela?!

You've never been with a man!

I need to take your pulse.

Take your own.

You're the one dead inside.

You're the one
who can't let herself feel.

Can you, Michaela?

Don't call me Michaela.

I didn't give you permission
to use my first name.

Permission?

Afraid when you say it,
it gives me the chills.

Yeah? Keep goin'.

I think you're
one of the most rude,

thoughtless, insensitive men
that I've ever met.

You're selfish and mean.

And you aren't happy,

so you can't stand
for anyone else to be.

You've done nothing
but give me trouble

since I first arrived here,

and I'll never forgive you
for today.

You almost killed Myra,

and you could've killed
a lot of innocent people,

including my children.

You want to know how I feel?

I'll tell you.

I wouldn't care
if I ever saw your face again.

Congratulations.
I didn't know you had it in you.

Hello, Myra.

Where'd you get that?

Bought it.

You bought a gun? Why?

You know why.

Horace, well,
I can't believe my eyes.

I mean to protect you.

- Not with that.
- Then how?

Or would you rather I just
stand there like before?

I-Is that
the kind of man you want?

You were
the kind of man I wanted

long before you strapped
a pistol on your hip.

It's still me, Myra.

No, it ain't.

The Horace I love
is gentle and kind

and wouldn't hurt a flea.

I love you because
you're different than Hank.

Myra,
what if it happens again?

But it won't.

We don't know that.

He wasn't gonna shoot me.

He was just drunk.

I can't believe
you're takin' up for him.

I am just trying
to talk some sense into you.

Myra, that man tried to kill
you right in front of my eyes.

If you think I'm gonna let him
touch you again --

I swear, if he does,
I'll kill him.

We'd all be better off
if he was dead.

You take that back, Horace.

That's a terrible thing
to say about anybody.

- You take it back.
- I will not.

But you don't mean it.

I do! I wish he was dead.

- Hank!
- Hank, are you all right?

- Hank?
- Dr. Mike!

- Somebody!
- It's Hank!

What happened?

Well,
seems like somethin's wrong.

We just found him here
like this.

Oh, my Lord.

Help me get him to the clinic.

Give me a hand here.
All right.

Here we go.

If he'd let me treat him,
I could've prevented this.

You know how stubborn Hank is.

This time,
it's gonna cost him.

What's the matter with him?

There's a skull fracture here.

The blow's caused a compression,
just as I suspected.

Myra, are you all right?

I heard there was trouble.

It ain't me. It's Hank.

I'm gonna have to operate

to relieve the pressure
on his brain.

It's his only chance.

Come on, honey.

I can't.

Well, there's nothing
you can do here, Myra.

Oh, I --
I got to stay with him.

I want to make sure
he pulls through.

I wish you'd come on outside.

Horace, please.

I'm stayin'.

What do we do now?

We wait.

How long before he wakes up?

Myra, it's very kind of you
to care about Hank,

especially after
all he did to you,

but it's puzzling to me.

Me and Hank have
known each other a lot of years.

In his way of thinkin',
he was doin' good by me.

I remember the first time
he smiled

and told me I was beautiful.

It's the first time
I ever felt I was.

He told me of his dreams,
comin' out here

and makin' a new life,
and he brought me with him.

I figured out later
it wasn't the life I wanted,

but it got me here.

And now I've found
what makes me happy,

so in a way, I owe him.

How long before he wakes up?

Myra, I always
try to be optimistic.

This time, I feel compelled
to say there's a possibility

that he won't.

Evenin', Dr. Mike.

What are you doing here?

We're doin' what we always do.

But Hank isn't here.

So?

Well, I don't think he'd
appreciate coming back to this.

He ain't comin' back.

You know that
better than anybody.

Perhaps not, but right now
I think this is inappropriate.

That's what got you riled up --
manners, not Hank.

Face it, Dr. Mike.

You don't care about him.
You never did.

You still out here?

Yup.

Well,
maybe I could take a look.

It still looks like

a big, white ball of cheese
to me.

Well, maybe you ain't got
no imagination.

Because I don't believe
in silly stories about things

that can't possibly be true?

Just go back inside.

- I'm not done lookin'.
- You are now.

You're bein' selfish.

- Grandma sent it to me.
- Hey!

What are you two yellin' about?

You're supposed to share.

- I don't want to share with you.
- Brian.

Brian!

- Stop it.
- What's going on here?

- He won't let me look.
- It's mine.

- I'm looking through it.
- Brian, you said I could look.

Brian...stop it!

Well...now no one can look.

How is he?

There's no change.

So, he's no worse?

Myra, it's important
that you not get your hopes up.

You can make him well,
Dr. Mike.

If anyone can do it, you can.

Well, I can try
to keep his fever down, and --

and if pneumonia develops,
I can drain his lungs.

But that's all.

That ain't all.

I'm sorry.
I don't know what you mean.

Sometimes,
I think you got to just

want him to get well.

You got to want it so hard
that he can feel it.

Myra, he can't feel anything.

Well, what if he can?

I have a lot of work to do.
I'll be downstairs.

Call me if there's any change.

Oh, hello, Dr. Mike.
I-I was lookin' for Myra.

She's with Hank.

Still?

I don't understand.

I guess I can't expect you to.

I'll never forgive him.

You shouldn't, either.

I got to do what I feel.

Everybody in town
saw Hank try to kill you.

Now you're at his side
night and day?

You're makin' me
look like a fool.

I'm sorry
if you see it that way.

If you love me,
you won't stay.

I can't let a man die alone.

I won't be able
to live with myself.

I can't let you.

What?

I am orderin' you not to go.

If you tell me what to do
and what not to do,

you are no better than Hank.

I won't live like that again.

I've never been my own person
'til now.

Part of why I love you
is because you let me be that.

Horace, I have to make
my own decisions.

And this is one of them.

If you do, then...

...then it's over for us.

Horace?

Horace!

Want to tell me
what you're so angry about?

I'm not angry.

I'm just concerned.

What's concerning you?

I can't believe
that Hank is lying in a coma,

and still, he's destroying
what Horace and Myra have.

Why don't you let Horace and
Myra be concerned about that?

Myra seems to be more worried
about Hank than she is Horace.

I just don't understand
how she can forgive him.

Sounds like you're the one
that can't forgive him.

- Morning, ladies and gentlemen.
-Morning, Reverend.

If you'll open your Bibles
to --

Turn to where it says
God loves all his children,

not just the good ones.

Myra...

You said, "Let the person
who's never sinned

throw the first stone."

You all say,

"Love your neighbors
as you love yourselves."

It's what you say,
but it ain't what you do.

And that's the thing about Hank.

He ain't no hypocrite.

He says what he thinks,
and he means what he says.

You all say you're his friends,
but you don't mean it.

Not one of you
has been to see him.

Do you even put him
in your prayers?

When I first rode into town,

I saw this church steeple
risin' so high.

I thought it was the tallest,

most beautiful building
I'd ever seen.

Last Sunday, when I was here
for the very first time,

I felt so tall and so proud,
like I belonged.

But I-I don't want to belong
to a church where you let a man

lay dyin' while you sit here
readin' your Bibles.

We opened the saloon
the other night.

We had a few drinks...

on the house.

But the thing is...

it wasn't the same without you.

If you wake up, well,

I plan to replace
all the whiskey we drank

and maybe a few extra bottles.

Anyway, I hope
you get better real soon.

That's the truth, Hank.

We both know
you're not my favorite person.

And, um,

I can't for the life of me
figure out why I'm here,

'cept, uh, there is a sayin' --

"The devil you know is better
than the devil you don't know."

Well, Hank...
you're the devil we know.

And, uh, I believe I speak
for the rest of the town

when I say...

...hope you come back to us.

You're all very quiet.

Isn't the eclipse tonight?

And now we don't have
a telescope to watch it with,

thanks to her.

If he would've shared it,

it wouldn't have broken
in the first place.

Why do I have to share it with
her when Grandma sent it to me?

Because I'm your sister.

I wish I didn't even
have a sister.

And I wish I didn't
have a little brother.

Stop it!

Sorry.

I didn't mean to raise my voice
like that.

It's just...

Come here and sit down.

Not there, next to each other.

You can't say things like that.

I mean,
what if it really happens?

What if you didn't have a sister
or a little brother?

Sometimes, we think
we're mad about one thing

when we're really mad
about something else.

It hurt my feelings that
Grandma didn't send me anything.

That's not my fault.

And what is it that you're
really angry about, Brian?

She thinks I'm stupid.

He was talkin' crazy,

said folks shot a cannonball
to the moon

with three men inside it.

A cannonball to the moon?

That's what I read.

Brian, that book's a fiction.

That -- that means
that someone imagined it.

That don't mean
it can't happen.

Sully?

It does sound impossible.

Everything sounds that way
until it happens.

Some people don't think
it sounds so crazy anymore.

I just don't want her
callin' me stupid.

And I don't want him --

First of all,
it's not "him" and "her."

People around here have names,
and we're gonna use them.

Now, Brian,
I want you to tell Colleen

that you're sorry
that her feelings were hurt.

Colleen, I'm sorry
you got your feelings hurt.

Colleen, I want you
to tell Brian that you're sorry

you called him stupid.

Brian, I'm sorry
I called you stupid.

You two were born
under the same roof.

You cried and laughed together.

You've lost a father
and a mother together.

And you started over together.

Someday, you'll --

you'll move away
and have separate lives.

But you'll always be
brother and sister.

You're family, and when
everything else goes away,

it's all you have.

Someday, you'll realize
how important that is.

Now, I want you
to give each other a hug.

And then, we'll go out
and see the eclipse.

- Brian, wait up!
- Hey, Colleen!

You can see it better
from up here.

I tried to help Hank.

I did everything in my power
to help him medically.

I fulfilled my requirements
as a doctor.

I did everything but care.

Sometimes, a shadow
falls over the moon,

and it looks dark.

But the light's there.

It's just behind it.

It's not gone.

It's just covered up
for a while.

You've got that light.

I've seen it.

Trust that it's there.

The shadow will pass.

Morning, Horace.
My medicines arrive?

I haven't checked
the shipment yet.

You can take a look.

Here it is.

What's this?

This looks suspiciously like a
certain item you were expecting.

I won't be needin' it.

What?

The engagement's off.

Well, that can't be.

I gave her a choice.

She chose Hank.

Horace,
you know she loves you.

It just isn't in Myra's heart
to hate anyone or --

or hold anger toward them.

It's part of why you love her.

I suppose you're right
about that.

Why don't you
give it another chance?

I want to,
but I don't know how.

Of course you do.

Just give her that ring
and speak from your heart.

Dr. Mike, would you mind
if I practiced on you?

Oh, all right.

I suppose -- I suppose so.

What's the best way
to do this?

Well, I -- I believe
the appropriate thing is --

is on one knee.

Just take your time.

Myra, I spent
the last 30 years by myself,

but I didn't mind it none

'cause I believed
the right woman was out there.

I may not be the richest man
in town,

or handsomest,

but if you marry me, I'll spend
every moment makin' you happy.

And I'll love you
'til the day I die.

Are you --
you all right, Dr. Mike?

Did -- did I say
somethin' wrong?

Oh, no, Horace.

You said everything
exactly right.

Just one more thing, Dr. Mike.

- What?
- There's somethin' I got to do,

or I'll never have a future
with the woman I love.

Horace, what are you doing?

Horace, don't!

Horace.

Now, don't --
don't try to stop me.

I got to do this.

I thought I wanted you dead.

The truth is I don't.

I'm gonna marry Myra.

We're gonna have a good life.

But that don't mean
you can't have one, too.

I hope you get better.

I hope you come to your senses.

And I hope you find somethin'
that can make you happy.

You finish your book?

- Yeah.
- What happened at the end?

They got to the moon.

Why do you look so sad?

'Cause they couldn't land.

Why not?

The book says it's 'cause
they got caught in the gravity,

and they kept circlin' around.

That's as close
as they could get.

Well, it's quite amazing
to get that far, I suppose.

But to get all that way there
and not land...

What if there is a man
in the moon?

What if there is?

What if he's lonely

and waiting all this time
for us to get there?

And then, we couldn't reach him?

What if that cannonball
with the people in it

just circles and circles,
and he can see 'em circlin'?

What if he knows
that they're out there?

And then, they can't reach him?

I think that'd be very sad.

You think folks
will ever go to the moon?

I think, Brian...
that anything is possible.

I've been thinking
about what you said.

You're right.

Something inside of me
is frozen.

It's not that
I don't feel things.

I -- I do.

I feel love. I feel pain.

I feel...passion.

I feel all these things
inside of me,

swirling around, sometimes so --
so powerfully that....

that it frightens me.

Especially when it comes to men.

I don't know what I'm afraid
will happen

if I let my feelings out.

I -- I suppose I think
that I'll seem silly

or weak or that maybe
he won't hear me or...

worse yet, he'll hear me
and he -- he won't respond,

and I'll just be
left there standing.

You're not afraid of that,
are you?

You know how to reach out,
to risk looking like a fool

for the sake that someone
will respond in kind.

If only I could be that brave.

Hank...

Michaela.

Michaela.

Hank.

Michaela.