All language subtitles for Daktari s03e27 The Will to Live

I don't know.

Take it easy, boy.

You're in friendly hands now.

Jack, this is no time for experimenting.

He doesn't recognize you or any of us.

Get in the truck.

Don't give me any of your bad talk.

You heard me. Get in the truck and
hurry.

Judy seems to recognize him, so there's
a good chance that he'll recognize her

and us.

Jack, he was loose in the bush and
turned killer. You know he attacked that

witch doctor of the Nyeri tribe?

We have orders to stop him.

Yeah, I know, but he was at the compound
for over a month after he had that

spear wound, and when he left, he was
just as tame as Clarence. We can dart

without any trouble.

Yeah, I know, Paula, but maybe we won't
have to. Let me just try to calm him

down a little bit, huh?

He's hungry and frightened. He'll
attack.

He's reverted, Jack.

What little I know about animal
psychology tells me you can't be that

Okay, Bombo boy, take it easy, fella.
We're going to take you back to the

compound.

What did you do that for?

To keep you from getting mauled.

realize what I was trying to prove?

That you were stubborn.

Well,

he's out cold.

Paula, radio Marsh and tell him to have
the new cage ready. Tell him we're

bringing Bombo in right now.

Well, can't we stay and look for Prince
and Serang? They've been gone for two

days.

Serang is a stranger to the bush, but
Prince is a smart dog. He'll sniff his

home. Yeah, Paula, they always came back
before.

This is Sergeant Kayunga. Bombo the lion
has been captured and is being held at

the Wamero compound.

Well, Bombo, old boy, I think you should
sleep for a little while longer yet.

Okay, Gene.

Hey, uh... Hey, Warden, how about
letting us out of here, huh?

This new cage is like a bank vault.

Well, at least it's duty proof.

For once, you can't help your friends
escape.

You got all my reports in there?

Yes, Dad.

I should be back by nightfall. I'm just
going to see the Commissioner of Health,

the editor of the Science Quarterly.

Okay, I'll get you a thermos of coffee
for your trip. Oh, good, thanks.

Well, here's my paper for the quarterly.

Studies on human -to -animal rapport by
Jack Dane. Ready to submit it now, huh?

Well, yeah, I think my theory makes
sense. Oh, it makes sense, but at the

it's just a hypothesis.

We've got to have valid proof before the
scientific world can accept it as a

theory.

Marsh, I'd like to submit my paper, too,
on primitive instincts in animal

behavior.

Have you got plenty of evidence to back
up your hypothesis?

Oh, plenty.

Take Bombo, for instance.

Once a nicely trained animal got back in
the bush and reverted to his primitive

self. It could happen in a matter of
days.

Oh, wait a minute. There's a good chance
that Bombo might have proved my theory

if somebody hadn't gotten trigger happy.

Oh, how do you like that? I save his
life, and he accuses me of wrecking his

experiment. How do you like that?

Well, there's one thing you're both
overlooking, and that is element X.

Element X?

Mm -hmm, the unknown variable.

Just what was it that made Bombo attack
that witch doctor?

Incidentally, While he's still down, you
better take some blood samples and run

some tests on him. All right. I'll take
these along with me, and, well, see you

all tonight.

See you later.

Stop teasing Bombo. Who told you to go
so near that cage anyway?

Oh, I did, Mike.

Judy and Bombo used to be buddies, and
I'm trying to recreate the environment I

worked with Bombo in before.

What makes you think he'll respond to
you now that he's reverted to the wild?

Oh, well, why don't you read my paper?

I've got it, Carter.

Oh, I know your ideas.

And they're interesting, but unproven.

Oh, really?

Yes, well, I've spent most of my life in
the bush, except for the time at the

University of Nagoro.

And I assure you, you cannot truly
evaluate animal behavior under

compound conditions.

You've got to study them out in the bush
in their natural habitat.

Oh, I see. Well, perhaps had you spent
less time in the bush and more at the

university, you would be aware of the
value of a scientifically controlled

environment when studying animal
behavior. Furthermore, I... Excuse me,

gentlemen. Is this the Womero Study
Center or the local debating society?

Yeah, well, Mike and I do occasionally
get carried away.

We only argue about... Discuss?

We only discuss our different scientific
approach to the same problems.

But you discuss these scientific
approaches with such enthusiasm.

My word.

Perhaps you can tell me when I can pick
up Bombo here.

Well, Hedley, not till I take a good
stab at trying to retrain him.

Hedley, eventually you'll have to return
him to the bush.

I'm sorry, gentlemen, but my orders are
to dispose of him.

What do you mean, kill him?

Those are my orders.

Hedley, you have no proof that that
animal is a killer.

Marsh will be back by nightfall. Can't
you wait until then?

I suppose so.

My sergeant knows where I am and he can
handle any emergency till I get back.

Thank you.

New cage?

Yeah.

Foolproof. It's a spring lock.

It is also duty -proof. Takes a very
special key to open this lock.

We keep the keys in this desk drawer
right here. Now, all of us here at the

compound have keys to the drawer on our
person at all times.

He's a dangerous -looking cat.

Look, Bombo didn't kill anybody.

Yeah, I know he went after the witch
doctor, but the point is nobody was

All the more reason why he can't be
returned to the bush and live among

again. Or if I can reestablish my
rapport with him, maybe he can be

live among humans again.

Oh, hi, Hedley.

Look, Prince and Sarang still haven't
returned.

They wandered off.

A German shepherd and a fully grown
Bengal tiger? Well, surely they can take

care of themselves.

Well, you were the one last week that
warned us about those new poacher's

They could have walked into one.

Don't worry, Paula. Jack and I will help
you find them. Good.

Would you like me to come along in my
Jeep?

No, no, Hedley. They never go far from
the compound.

We'll track them on foot.

No, Judy, you can't come along.

Why don't you go out and find Toto and
bring her back here before she gets

Why the medical kit? I'm sure they're
all right.

Because my ESP tells me differently.

Here, Hedley.

This key unlocks the top desk drawer,
which holds the key to the cages. Don't

let Judy get them. Paula, Paula.

Oh, well.

Poor old Prince and Sarang. I do hope
they're not in any trouble.

We've traveled five miles already and
still no sign of him.

A dog and a tiger. We can't miss them.

Yeah, let's try the waterhole.

Hey,

over here.

They're Prince's tracks.

They look fresh. He can't be far away.

What about Sarang?

Well, if Prince is around here, Sarang
should be, too.

Hey, Prince, boy!

Prince!

be removed surgically. We have to do
something. He's breathing hard. Take it

easy, Paula.

What kind of a tribesman would shoot an
arrow at a friendly dog?

Mike, give me the kid.

It wasn't a tribesman, look.

Arrow trap?

Yes, for catching wild game.

Prince must have walked into it.

Then I'd better get some branches and
make a stretcher. Don't, Paula.

If we move in now, this thing might
penetrate a vital organ.

It could bleed to death.

Look, call Headley. Have him bring a
truck.

Oh, I forgot to bring the walkie
-talkie.

Well, look, we can't let him die.

We'll have to remove it here.

Our only chance, Paula. We've watched
your father do it a hundred times.

But neither one of you have ever
operated alone. You've always assisted

Well, look, you don't have the
experience or the skill to perform this

an operation.

Maybe we do. Maybe we don't. We'll have
to find out.

Mike, you want to do the honors? I'll
take care of the anesthetic.

Paula, start a fire.

Mike will do a good job.

His heartbeat is weak, but he's still
strong enough to risk taking the arrow

out. Good.

Is he fully anesthetized?

Yeah, he's out cold.

You all set?

Paula.

Maybe you'd better not watch.

No, he's my dog.

I'll be all right.

Well, are you ready to operate, Dr.
McCullough?

All set.

We don't have any soap. How are you
going to scrub?

Alcohol.

A little more, please.

That's it. Thank you.

Scalpel.

He was back.

That's it, right there.

That's it.

That's it.

Mother, he must have...

It's the way those native poachers build
them, so the heads break off.

Why? Well, if an animal should get the
arrow out the head, we'll kill the

victim. I'm going to probe for the head
now. Let's hope it's not poison.

Poison? Do we have that dude?

No. At least we can prevent tetanus.
Give me a syringe and a serum. Hurry up.

Hello, Judy, Toto. I was just cleaning
my gun.

I have to keep it in good working order,
you know.

You never know when I may need to use
it.

The acknowledgement.

That's a good boy.

What did you do?

That's my gumbo. What did you do that
for?

Oh, I see.

You thought I was going to shoot your
friend Bombo here.

Now, listen, old girl.

You're not in a position to judge such
matters.

will just have to pop into the cage, get
my gun barrel back, and pop out again.

Oh, dear.

Now, Judy, these keys, they stay in the
desk drawer, you understand?

Always in the desk drawer, away from
you.

Now, Toto, Judy, I want you to be very
quiet, because I'm going to go in that

cage and get back my gun barrel.

Quiet, Toto, very quiet.

Shh, Judy.

Now, hold the door open for me, please.

That's the way.

Give me the keys.

There we go.

It won't turn.

I'm sure that's the key.

Or perhaps it's this one.

Oh,

it won't turn.

I'm sure it was that key, the one at the
top. Or maybe it's this one. It's very

light.

Jammed in the lot now.

Judy, quiet.

Quiet. Tonto, quiet.

I was found in the cage with a lion dead
that I meant to be investigating.

I'd never be able to live it down.

You do see what I mean, don't you, Judy?

Oh.

There it is.

You think it's poison?

Can't tell.

Better save it for Marsh to study in
case it is.

Hold on. Let's have the suture so I can
sew this up.

Well, Mike, you may not know much about
animal reversion, but you did a pretty

good job as a surgeon your first time
out.

Thanks, Derek.

But we're not out of the woods yet.

of blood.

Yes, but there'll be others.

Lions, leopards.

So Rang's out there.

Can't we go find him?

There's no time.

We've got to finish up and get out of
here as fast as we can.

A few more stitches and we've got it.

I can't hear a cart.

Give me those.

He's not breathing.

He's dead.

Yeah, he's still alive. There's a
heartbeat.

Just a murmur. If only we had a
mechanical resuscitator.

I can't massage the heart with that
wound there.

Paula, get that tracheal tube.

His heart is stronger.

Let's see if he can breathe without
help.

He's breathing again.

Nice work, Terry.

Thanks, Mike.

Well, there'll be no business around
here for them today.

The heartbeat's getting weaker.

I think the blood pressure's dropping.

Adrenaline. Try intravenous injection.

I think I reached the heart in time.

Well, let's try intracardiac puncture.

Paula, do we have a hypodermic long
enough? Oh, yes. But have you ever done

before? No, but I've never taken on an
arrow tip either.

Paula, get it!

Are you sure?

Paula, it matters of life and death.
Only God knows for sure.

I'm sorry, Mike. I shouldn't have asked.

I guess we're doing everything we can
for Prince.

What about Sarang?

He could be out there with an arrow in
his side.

Paula, you're worrying needlessly.

Well, he's been gone for three days.

He probably hasn't eaten. Do you think
it's going to change him any?

Well, in fact, I'll have to leave the
answer to that to Jack.

Judy, you see the rest of my gun over
there on the desk?

All those little pieces?

Would you get them for me, please, old
friend?

Judy, the lion outweighs me three to
one.

I'm surely entitled to some sort of
protection, aren't I?

That's not being unreasonable, is it,
old girl?

Judy! Judy!

Judy, come back, please!

Wow.

Toto, come over here.

There, that's it.

Toto, look.

Toto, would you do your Uncle Hitler a
great big favor?

You see the rest of my gun on the desk?
All those little itsy -bitsy pieces?

Now, if you'd go and get them for me,
Toto, I'd be eternally grateful.

Go along.

Get them for me.

A bullet?

What am I supposed to do with this?
Throw it at him?

Oh, no.

No.

Well,

that does it. All we have to do now is
get him back.

Well, then let's carry him back. No, we
can't. We can't risk it. One misstep and

he might start hemorrhaging.

Okay. I'll go back and get a stretch
from the truck.

Oh, no. I'll go.

There might be a lot more predators and
scavengers out there.

Someone will have to stay with Prince
while the other one takes care of the

intruders. All right, but look, take
care on the way in, huh? Okay.

I might even see Serang. Paula, bring
back some dart rifles and Headley.

Okay. And some adrenaline. All right.

You know, Jack, Serang may be out there
and hungry.

Well, if he is, I think he'll stay
hungry.

I doubt that Serang will kill for food.

That's right, Toto. Now get the gun
handle and the cylinder and all those

pieces. Please, Toto.

All right. No one meant to disturb your
beauty sleep.

Hey, Toto, hold up the cylinder. Well,
that's a help, but it isn't enough.

Bombo, Bombo, now don't do anything
rash.

There's laws against that sort of thing,
you know.

Oh, Rue, what in the world do you expect
me to do with that?

Judy, please, go and get me the rest of
the pieces of gun off the desk. Please,

Judy.

All right, you, all right, now take the
broom. I suppose it's better than

nothing.

Now, take it easy.

Take it easy, boy.

He's holding up nicely.

Now if we can just keep him still until
Paula gets back.

Yeah.

Uh -oh, look.

Well, I guess they better remind him
this is a hospital zone and there are no

visitors allowed, huh?

Or do you plan some personal animal
communication?

No, Mike. I'm just going to get rid of
him.

Hey, it might be vice versa, Jack. This
is not one of our compound animals and

you don't have a gun. You would let me
help you.

Somebody has to stay here with Prince.

Hey!

Be careful, Jack.

Looks like he's getting ready to attack.

It's an old prince's blood. We'll just
have to take him on, Mike.

What's that, Mike? Another leopard?

No, something bigger.

It's all right.

Sarang is a 400 -pound fighter. He can
lick his weight in Wildcat.

Yeah, but we've trained him not to
attack.

If that training holds up, Sarang will
be helpless.

Sarang is closing in to attack the
leopard.

Because if he doesn't, he'll get himself
killed.

dropping. We need more adrenaline.

Well, Paula gets back here quick.

I hope she brings the hypoduct strong
enough to bring down Sarai.

He's our friend. He's not going to hurt
anybody.

Tell that to the leopard.

Boy, Sarang. Jack, he may not remember
you.

Of course he remembers me. He's only
been out in the bush for three days.

Look how he fought off that leopard. He
came here because Prince was in trouble.

I think he came back for the same reason
those fellows did.

Oh, no.

Yes. I don't think he came back because
of loyalty. I think he came back because

of the scent of Prince's blood.

protection all it does is to make him
angry he just seems to enjoy chewing on

judy judy do you see those tranquilizer
darts over there now

can you get me one please

to sleep. Sleep so he can rest.

seems to be jammed in the lock.

You know, those darts are only strong
enough for a small cat. They wouldn't do

much for a full -grown lion.

The wrong key.

Oh, we're getting the right one.

He's in some sort of terrible trouble.
Here, help me with the stretcher.

He's holding his own.

Barely.

Well, there's nothing we can do until
Paula gets back.

I'll go check Sarang's battle wounds.

Jack, be careful.

I will.

That's a boy. You did a good job with
that leopard.

Now just calm down, huh?

Jack, stay away from Sarang. You saw
him. He's reverted.

He's got nothing to revert to, Mike. The
bush isn't his natural habitat.

All the more reason for him to be
frightened and vicious.

I'll have to try, don't I?

Okay, boy.

Take it easy.

It's me, your buddy Jack, huh?

That's Mike over there with your friend
Prince. Now, look, Prince has been hurt.

So just calm down and don't disturb him,
huh?

That's it.

I think it's beginning to work, Mike.

He recognizes me.

with my right.

It's done the trick. Yeah, the
adrenaline saved Prince.

And recognizing Prince saved Serang.

I think it was something more than that.
Something more basic.

It was Prince's need for survival. His
will to live.

I'd say he's well on the road to
recovery.

He was only a week ago out in the bush.
We thought he was dead.

Well, that just goes to show you the
wonderful recuperative powers that

gives to animals.

Yep.

That old sarang's right back to normal,
too, which I think pretty well backs up

my theory on animal training.

Don't you, old colleague?

Well, Jack, old colleague, how about
that souvenir sarang gave you? Is that

apple for the teacher?

Uh, that.

Well, that old colleague is something
I'm afraid I don't have an answer for.

You know, Dad, we all saw Sarang. He was
as fierce as any jungle beast. He was

only in the bush for three days.

Well, Paula, when Sarang was found as a
cub in India, he was lying next to his

mother in the jungle.

She'd been killed by a spear trap.

Well, then when he saw Prince injured
like that, must have brought his memory

back to him. Well, fear came back to
him.

Yes, he went wild again, at least
temporarily.

Hello there.

Oh, hello, Hadley. Hi, Hadley.

Say, what's the leash for?

Oh, it's for my former roommate. No,
rather, a cage mate.

Oh, yeah.

About Bombo.

I haven't been able to find any physical
reason for that attack on the witch

doctor.

Headley, are you going to take him away
to be killed?

Headley, you're not going to execute him
just because of that one incident, are

you?

Well?

Dad?

No.

I haven't come to destroy Bombo, but to
return him to the bush near the village.

Marsh, you were perfectly right.

I had the opportunity to question the
witch doctor.

And I learned from him what it was that
drove Bombo here off his feet.

It was a swarm of mosquitoes that passed
through the village and nearly drove

the animals crazy.

Yeah, the old Element X.

The unknown variable.

Hmm?

Well, I examined Bombo, and I noticed
that he had a whole bunch of mosquito

bites, so I asked him to verify it.

Oh, by the way, here's a letter from the
daughter.

Oh, it's from the editor of the Science
Quarterly.

Hey, did they read my paper? Mine?

Which one did they accept?

Well, I... I'm afraid he didn't accept
either one.

He feels that both papers are very well
written, but not enough scientific

evidence was presented.

I guess not.

But after our experience with Sarang, I
think that'll pretty well prove my

theory. On the contrary, old chap, it
proved my theory. He did revert. Yes,

he bounced right back again, and that's
because of his training.

Oh, yes, but judging from Hadley's
report, it would seem that it was a

to Prince that brought it all about.

Well, maybe you could revise your report
and add something about animal rapport

with other animals.

Well, that's up to the fellows. If you
want to keep on experimenting and

observing, you just might find the
answer.

What happens if we never find the
answer?

Well, then you just keep right on
searching.

That's the name of the game, you know,
science.

Well, if you scientists will help me get
Bombo back.

Oh, yeah, certainly.

I'll unlock the, um... I, uh... Wait a
minute. Let me have that key.

I'm putting the blazes to the key, girl.