All language subtitles for Mannix s4e08 The World Between

You look like you've got
jackpot written all over you.

Better than that. Take a look.

That's Eddie Wallace,
standing in a crowd,

watching them put the corpse
on the stretcher.

Oh, Joe.
This knocks his alibi for a loop.

He couldn't have been in Las Vegas.

That is fundamentally correct.

Oh, they're fantastic.

Where'd you get them?

They were putting the corpse
on the stretcher

when one of the interns
noticed a flashbulb go off.

I found the kid
who took those pictures.

Why didn't he speak up before now?

He didn't know what he had.

Besides, the camera was hot.

Ohh!

(DOOR OPENS)

I'll take those.

Now wait a minute.

I broke my back getting those.
I wouldn't want to lose them.

You're going to lose something.
Take your choice.

Joe.

(Man)
Back up.

Do what he says.

Aah!

Peggy, get the plates.

Peggy?

(DIALING)

Operator? An emergency.

Ambulance.

♪ (THEME)

(Woman on P.A.)
Dr Gerson, go to maternity.

Mannix s4e08 The World Between

Dr Gerson,
go to the maternity ward, please.

(BUZZING)

Will the head surgical nurse
please call the main desk?

Will the head surgical nurse
please call the main desk?

I think she's coming around.

We should put you on the payroll.

Hello, Mrs. Fair.

I'm Miss Evans, your nurse.

What?

You were shot in the shoulder.

The bullet was removed.
No broken bones.

No complication. You'll be just fine.

Where's Toby?

Who?
That's her son.

Hi, Joe.

Hi.

Toby's just great. He sends his love.

Oh, good.

I'll be right back with something
to help you get a good night's sleep.

How are you? You really all right?

I think so.

Good.

You sure handled that situation
like a real pro.

Thanks, Joe.

And Wallace is going to be indicted,
thanks to those negatives.

That's great.

You know, Peggy, I'm really
very grateful for what you did.

And if you ever pull a stunt
like that again, you're fired.

What?
I mean it.

You could've gotten yourself killed.

I don't ever want to worry about you
doing something crazy like that again.

I'm sorry, Joe.

Well, it's for purely selfish reasons.

Don't worry.

I promise.. never again.

Okay.

You're sure Toby's all right?

He's fine.

As a matter of fact,

by now he should be fast asleep
at your neighbor's.. Mrs. Frost.

(sigh)
Thank goodness.

(DOOR OPENS)

You're lucky.
It could've been a lot worse.

I know.

Oh, Mrs. Frost is going
to bring Toby by tomorrow

so he can see that you're okay.

Good.

Good night, Peggy.
Good night, Joe.

Now, you find out
what room your mom is in

and wait for me in the lobby, boy.

Yes'm.

My mom is here. Mrs. Fair?

Mrs. Fair?

That would be room 312.

Thank you.
Mm-hmm.

Oh, son, that's 311!

Son?

(Woman over P.A.)
Dr Foley, go to Admitting, please.

Dr Foley, go to Admitting, please.

Come in, come in.

Hi, Peggy.

How you doing?

Hi, Mrs. Frost.

You had me worried, but I'm glad
to see you're all in one piece.

Thanks for coming.

I brought you some things to wear.
Hope it's what you wanted.

I'm sure they'll be fine.

Where's Toby?

I was about to ask you
the same question.

You mean that child's gotten lost?
Peggy, I told him--

I told him he should wait for me
in the lobby.

I thought he ran up here.

Maybe I should call the desk.

Hi, Mom!

Toby!
Where you been, boy?

Ha!

Thank you, Nurse.

Part of the job.

He was just across the hall.

I got into the wrong room.

How are you? Are you okay?

Can I see where you got shot?

Did they give you the bullet?
Can I have it?

Toby, calm down.

There's nothing really to see.

Toby?

Is that chocolate
I smell on your breath?

Yes'm.

Toby, you promised.

The man in the other room
gave it to me.

What man?

The black man
in the room across the hall.

Oh, Toby, you must be mistaken.

That man was very sick
when he was brought in last night.

He's not sick.

He even got up to give me the candy.

Toby, are you sure
the man wasn't sick?

I know what sick is,

and he sure didn't look sick to me.

He was a nice man.
He asked me all about school.

And you and all.

(RING)

Mr. Mannix's office.

Hello. Is this the answering service?

No, this is Mr. Mannix's secretary.

Who's calling, please?

Well, this is Mr. Mannix's secretary.

And you have him call me
just as soon as he shows his face.

You hear, honey?

Oh, hello.

Hello.

Goodbye.

Peggy, you can't be serious.

I am.

If you were injured during working hours,

how would you like it
if some sexy-sounding devil

were in your place
before you had a chance to recover?

Hmm. Well--

Oh, she's only going to be there
until you're well again.

That time I went to Chicago
to visit relatives,

you didn't get anybody.

Is that really what's upsetting you?

That's part of it.

The other part is.. Well,
remember that patient they wheeled

into the room
across the hall last night?

The emergency patient?

Yeah.

What about him?

Well, he's not sick.

He's not sick at all.

And, well, I started to think that--

Well, maybe he was sent in here
to finish what that guy started

who wanted the photographs.

Now, what makes you think
he's not sick?

Because Toby went into his room
today by mistake.

The man was walking around
and just acting fine.

And asking Toby questions about me.

Come on, Peggy,
you're just reading things into it.

How can you be sure?

Okay, I'll check him out.

Now, will you stop worrying?

You'd probably be perfectly relieved

if he would've come in here
and snuffed me out.

You've obviously got a new secretary
that you're perfectly delighted with.

Mm-hmm. But she'll be gone
the second you're discharged.

Good night, Mr. Mannix.

I'm sure you'll feel better
in the morning.

And don't worry.

Nobody's going to bother you.

Oh, and I'll call first thing tomorrow

to make sure you're alive and well.

Good night, Peggy.

(GROANING)

(GROANING)

Get the gun, Joe.

Get the gun, Joe!

Get the gun, Joe.

(PEGGY GROANING)

(Peggy)
Get the gun, Joe.

Oh. Ohh!

Ohh!

Aah!

Aah!

(Peggy)
Aah!

(GASP)

Calm down, woman.
I wanted to see if you were all right.

Your son said.. Ow!
What did you do that for?

Get out. Get out of my room.

Fine. But your son said--
You are Toby's mother, aren't you?

What's going on in here?

I was just leaving.

That man--
That man, he came into my room.

He was trying to--
He was trying to kill me.

Oh, now, calm down.
Calm down, Mrs. Fair.

I don't know exactly
what he was doing in here,

but I know he wasn't trying to kill you.

How do you know?

Let's just say that I know
he's a gentleman, okay?

What are you talking about?
What do you know about him?

Try to get some sleep.

Why won't you answer me?

Because I can't, Mrs. Fair.

Please. Try to get some sleep,
now, won't you?

You came to apologize for your...

cannibalistic behavior?

Is that right, Mrs. Fair?

Exactly what's going on?

Last night you came in here
as though you were dying.

And now--

What were you doing in my room?

I heard you shouting.

Didn't know you were dreaming.

And I admit it--

I wanted to take a look at the woman
who fought off all the gangsters,

as your son told me you did.

That child.

Also, the way he described it,

I actually thought your life
might be in danger.

Oh, well, you didn't believe him.

Well, no. But then this is America--

home of the brave--
Al Capone, Babe Ruth.. isn't it?

Yes.

But you're African.

Like you...

sister.

Heh.

Right on, brother.

That's a fine son you have, Mrs. Fair.

Thank you.

I'm sorry I bit your hand.

Did you really fight off three gangsters?

(LAUGHS)

Just one.

Actually, all I did was pour
a cup of coffee on his hand

while he and my boss were fighting.

Off went the gun, and I went down.

You work for a gangster?

No.

A private detective.

Oh.

Oh. Thank goodness
you're here, Mrs. Fair.

I was getting worried.

I'm all right.

You should be in bed, Mrs. Fair.

And you should be getting your rest.

I know.

Then you really are sick.

Unaccountable weakness,

occasional pain.

My own diagnosis is
it's just growing pains, but...

they want to make some tests.

I hope your diagnosis is correct.

But why all the secrecy?

Miss Evans wouldn't tell me
who you were.

She didn't even mention you by name.

I'm in this country incognito.

Oh, come on.

No, it's true.

Miss Evans has specific orders
not to refer to me by name,

as has the rest of the hospital staff.

I trust you will respect
my need for secrecy?

Who are you?

Will you promise to keep my secret?

Of course.

I am Menji Obuko,

Premier of the new African nation
of Kichiwana.

Kichiwana.

I've read about that.

You might well have.

We achieved our independence
less than a year ago.

And you're the premier of the country?

Yes.

Oh.

Oh, I.. I'm so embarrassed.

Yes, I see.

It's charming.

Well, I'm pleased to meet you,
Mr. Obuko.

And I'm very happy
to meet you, Mrs. Fair.

Peggy.

Peggy Fair.

Heh.

But I still don't understand
all the need for secrecy.

There is a faction in my country...

that would not mourn my death.

They feel the country should be ruled

with a strong arm now
at the beginning.

They want to put the army in charge.

That would be as bad
as when we were a colony.

Worse. Because if the military took over,

they would destroy
the beginnings of our democracy.

There would be great opposition
and bloodshed.

I will let the doctors do their tests.

I will even let them operate,
if it will get rid of the weakness.

But I cannot afford to be sick.

I must go back.

I understand.

You are very charming...

and very lovely.

And despite your modesty,
I'm sure, very brave.

My compliments to Mr. Fair.

Well, thank you.

But there is no Mr. Fair.

Except for Toby, of course.

My husband died several years ago.

It's very late.

And you should get your rest.

Good night.

Good night...

Peggy Fair.

(SIGHS)

(Woman over P.A.)
Dr Foley, please go to Admitting.

Dr Schmutzer

report immediately to emergency surgery.

Good morning.
Good morning.

You look tired.

Couldn't get to sleep.

Bad boy.
Very bad.

You look splendid in that outfit.

Ohh. This outfit is just
my own pajamas and robe.

But thanks.

Hey, you didn't eat your breakfast.

Very bad. Doctor be very mad.

I'll have a big lunch
with you today, Mrs. Fair.

Perfect.

Doctor be very mad.

You not sleep or eat, Mr. Smith.

Mr. Smith?

Yes, this is Mr. Smith.

Mr. Smith.

(Woman over P.A.)
Dr Regan, go to X-ray, please.

Dr Regan, please go to X-ray.

It's quite certain you'll need surgery.

Should I laugh or cry?

You should prepare yourself for it.

Hi.

Hi.

Surgery in a few days.

Exploratory.

Impossible to tell anything
until they look inside.

Nothing to worry about, I guess.

Of course not.

You don't have a very interesting view.

Just a great big hole in the ground.

That's a familiar sight
in our country, too.

Buildings going up everywhere.

Progress.

You're very worried, aren't you?
Yes.

Is there anything I can do?

You can read to me...

about America.

Okay.

I'll read you some of our famous
American fiction.

You'll forget about everything.

Sounds wonderful.

I don't care how many books
you've read to him.

I am now going to give you
that old Dutch uncle routine.

You cannot afford
to fall in love with him.

How did you figure that out?

Well, what about Toby?

Sure, his heritage is Africa,
but his home is America.

You can't just tear a kid up by the roots.

Kids are flexible.

They adapt easier than us older folks.

Then there's the fact that I don't want
to lose a good secretary--

if I'm allowed to express
a selfish feeling.

Oh.

Oh, Peggy.

Peggy.

I only said...

that I think I'm falling in love with--
with a great man.

I didn't say that he was
in love with me.

His name is Smith.

You are sure he is the man?

He doesn't talk like any Smith
I ever heard,

but he's the one, I'm sure.

You said 10,000.

The other half when I read his obituary.

A sick man should have flowers.

This is for 312.

I thought nobody was supposed to know
he's in the country.

Well, I may be wrong,

but I just think that these might be
from Mrs. Fair.

It's just a guess, now.

Looks like you've got yourself
an admirer, Mr. Smith.

Get out. Get out of here.

Why? What's--
Get out!

(Woman over P.A.)
Dr Halloran, please call the main desk.

Dr Halloran, call the main desk, please.

No stomach pain?

Just the same old weakness.

After what happened, I think
we'd better schedule your surgery

earlier than we'd planned.

You don't need any more attention.

Heh. That's fine with me.

Well, when are you going to operate
on this man, Doctor, so he can go home?

Day after tomorrow, at 6 a. m.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Doctor.

(SIGHS) Not a clue.

But we're working on it.

Oh, the hospital announced
that the explosion

was caused by an old boiler,
so that's covered.

Would've been nice
if you'd saved that note.

It would've given us
something to go on.

In your place, I'm sure I would've
done exactly the same thing.

Only I would've sweated
a lot more, that's for sure.

Well, you've had kind of
a rough time, and, uh--

Well, on behalf of 99 9/10%
of the people of this city--

and of the country, for that matter--

I'm sorry for what happened.

Thank you.

I'm sorry I brought our politics
along with me.

I'm glad no one was injured.

We'll try to make sure
there'll be no problem from now on.

Well, they'll probably
try something else,

now that they know I'm here.

They're going to have climb over
a lot of blue uniforms to get to you.

I suppose that is necessary now.

My feeling was that a man
who is under guard

is no longer incognito.

Well, you get a good night's rest, huh?

Good night. And say hello to Joe.

Right.
Good night, Lieutenant.

Does this happen often in your country?

No.

The people of Kichiwana
are much more face-to-face.

Bombs are more devious,
more sophisticated--

the influence of foreigners
in our country.

You look exhausted, Peggy.

How did you know it was a bomb?

The note.

It said "Welcome to America."

It was signed with the name
of our diplomatic envoy in Washington,

who was never told I was coming here.

Do you have any idea who's behind it?

My people in Kichiwana
are working on it now.

It's funny--

ridiculous, actually--

how proper I am.

I felt I should open the window
to throw out the bomb.

(CHUCKLES)

I'm going to have to get over
that reflex if I'm to survive.

When you go back,

will there be many women
waiting for you?

Usually there are, yes.

How many of them will be your wives?

Wives?

In the villages, men have several wives

if they are wealthy enough.

But in the city, we have degenerated
to the point where we only have one.

I have none.

That's the best news I've heard all day.

You know, when I thought
something had happened to you...

I'd never been so scared before
in my life.

And I was never so glad to see anyone--

to hold anyone--

as I was you.

From now, everything will be peaceful

and quiet and safe.

You're quite a woman.

Thank you.

And I'm sorry to complicate your life.

Oh, don't be silly.

But I love you.

And I love you.

(Peggy)
Me-e-e-enji.

Menji?

Menji.

Mrs. Frost, I'd like for you
to meet Menji Obuko,

Premier of Kichiwana.

It would be simpler
if you introduced me as Mr. Smith.

No. I want my aunts to know
who you are.

I suppose I have to meet them.

Yes.

Menji Obuko.

That's an unusual name.

Not where I come from.

You think they'll like me
where you come from?

Of course.

The question is, do you think
you'd like Kichiwana?

Why wouldn't I?

"Menji, dear, pour Aunt Frances
some more tea."

I don't exactly understand

why I have to be inspected by them.

Well, they're my aunts,

and the only living relatives I have
outside of Toby.

Suppose I fail the test.

Drop you like a hot potato.

In Kichiwana,
a man does not allow himself

to be judged by three women.

A man chooses his woman,
and it is done.

How primitive.

How natural.

"Menji, dear...

pass Aunt Mildred some more cookies."

Have some more cookies, Mrs. Harmon.

Thank you.

What did your father do, Mr. Obuko?

He ran naked through the brush,
hunting lions with a spear.

Oh.

Menji, Aunt Frances needs
some more tea.

I suppose Mrs. Frost told you
how we met.

Yes.

Toby raves about you, Mr. Obuko.

I'm a fan of his, too.

Have you been married before?

No.

Why not?

I've been busy getting an education

and helping get the foreigners
out of my country.

Your job, does it pay well?

Fairly well.

Is there room for advancement?

No, I wouldn't say so.

I love your hat, Aunt Mildred.

Thank you, my dear.

I'm glad to see you're looking
and feeling much better, Peggy.

That first day I was here, well...

Are you--

Yes?

Uh, nothing.

What is it, Aunt Frances?

Never mind.
Go ahead, please.

Yes, Frances, do.

Oh, I couldn't. Heh heh.

I insist.

Well...

I was going to ask
if you're in good health.

But, uh, seeing as we're all here
in your hospital room,

and you in your pajamas and all,

I realized it was an unfair question.

Heh.

(ALL LAUGHING)

That's the closest I've been
to a firing squad.

Oh, come on. They weren't that bad.

No, I guess not.

(LAUGHS)
I thought I'd go through the floor

when they asked what your father did,
and you told them.

Heh! Well, I thought
they were ready for the truth.

They are.

Did Dr. Linkram say
that you could drink champagne?

This could be my last supper, Peggy.
Don't spoil it.

Oh, it's not going to be
your last supper.

Don't even think that.

Peggy?

I'm sorry I said that.

Forgive me?

I didn't mean to bring you down.

I know.

I love you, Peggy.

I want to share my life
and my country with you.

Don't talk. Just rest.

I'll be all right.
You need plenty of rest.

(GASP)

Menji.

Menji.

Oh!

I'll get the doctor.

(DOCTOR MUTTERING)

Knife.

Hemostat.

Sponge.

Deep knife.

Sutures.

Blood pressure is dropping.
What is it?

Down to 60.

Send for two units.

(BEEPING)

Got a lot of bleeding in here.

Sponge sticks.

Deep knife.

Blood pressure's dropping.

Get that blood up here!

Peggy, will you slow down?
He's going to be all right.

What's taking so long?

These things take time.

Relax, huh?

(Woman over P.A.)
Dr Singh...

please go to the orthopedic wing.

Dr Singh, please go
to the orthopedic wing.

(RING)

Yes?

He made it.

We'll have to do something
about that, won't we?

It's fine.

(Peggy)
When will Dr. Linkram get here?

(Nurse)
Just try to be patient, Mrs. Fair.

(Peggy)
Patient?

Come on, Peggy.
Dr. Linkram's a busy man.

He's on staff at four hospitals
that I know about,

and probably a couple I don't.

He'll be here
as soon as he can make it.

That's great, just great.

You won't forget to let me know

as soon as he regains consciousness,
will you, Miss Evans?

No, I won't, Mrs. Fair.

Peggy?

What did the doctor say
about your shoulder?

I don't want to talk
about my shoulder, Joe,

and you know it.

Hey, come on, calm down.

Well, it's just not good enough
for him to leave a message

that the operation was successful.

It's just not good enough.
After four hours of surgery?

Now, be reasonable, Peggy.
You were asleep

when Dr. Linkram
finished the operation.

I was sleeping because
Dr. Linkram insisted

that I take something
to calm me down.

But I ask him.. I ask him specifically

to wake me up when it was over.

Wait a minute.
What are we arguing about?

(SIGH)

Have you, uh, decided
what you're going to do?

Tough one, isn't it?

Yeah.

I'm sorry I flew off the handle, Joe.

Toby told me that you took him to see
a great science fiction movie yesterday.

He loved it. Thanks, Joe.

Oh, I kind of enjoyed it myself.

Joe, I'm so worried
about that man in there.

I just don't know what to do.

Yeah, I know, Peggy.

Joe?

I'll be right back.

Yeah, Mitch?
Well, you were right.

Two guys just called in sick
from the hospital blood bank.

And the employment agency is sending
two temporary men over right away.

Hmm. Chances are
they'll try and slip something

into the bottle of blood
he's supposed to get.

You'd better tell the medical director

to have the blood delivered
from someplace else.

Yeah, we'll do that.

You know, the thing is,
what I'd like to do

is force them out in the open.

Now, I think I have a way,
if you'll lend us a hand.

Yeah, just name it.

Oh, Dr. Linkram?
Yes?

Joe Mannix.
Oh, yes.

Excuse me, Dr. Linkram.

He's just regained consciousness.

I'll be right there, nurse.

I think I'd better speak
with my patient first, Mr. Mannix.

That was a long tunnel I was just in.

The operation lasted
just under four hours.

Well, tell me. How am I?

We found a carcinoma
at the head of your pancreas,

which is what was giving you
all the pain.

You will, however, have to come in
regularly for treatments

on the areas penetrated by the cancer
that we couldn't remove.

I came here for you to do
whatever was possible, Doctor Linkram.

I cannot stay one day

after I'm able to get up
and walk out of here.

But the remaining cancer
is still dispersed.

You must have it treated immediately,

and for a very long period of time.

And if I don't?

Well, it's impossible to say.

Try.

Try.

I am trying with all my might
to hear the truth, Doctor.

I'd like you to try to tell it to me.

If you don't have it treated,

if you ignore it completely,

I can't guess at your life.

I only know that I've seen
several cases quite similar to yours

that were not treated.

One man, two years younger than you.

One woman, five years older than you.

Please. Just say it.

The man lived for a year
and four months.

The woman lived for 11 months.

It's all right, then.

There's time.

There's time.

(Woman over P.A.)
Dr Wahr 561.

Dr Wahr 561 West Wing.

Dr Wahr go to 561 West Wing.

Now, we'll need you to testify
against the man who delivered this.

I'll be happy to.

Okay, Richardson, let's do it.

(Woman over P.A.)
Dr. Christopher, outside call.

Dr. Christopher, outside call.

What's going on?

This fellow from Africa
had a bad reaction to some blood.

I'll be back later.
Yeah, okay, Tom.

Anyway,
he's to get his blood typed again,

and he's to get an I.V. drip
going right away.

Yeah, sure thing.

Hey, where's Charlie?
He usually works down here, doesn't he?

Yeah. He's, uh--
He's out sick with the flu.

Oh, yeah. I had that last week.

Boy, does it knock you out.

Mitch...

you'll probably find
the two real lab technicians

tied up in their apartments.

Yeah, I've got a couple of men
on the way.

Who paid you?

You want to save your neck,
you'd better start talking.

Okay, you can take the rap alone,

and you'll let that friend of yours
out there walk away free.

Or you can take a chance
by telling us who he is.

Well, it's all done.

There's my stylish woman.

How do you feel?

The operation was a success.

I know. The doctor told me.

No more pain, no more dizziness,

no more fatigue.

From now on, progress and action
in my country.

I'm so happy,
I don't know what to do.

I'll send for you, Peggy,

as soon as I've gotten things
straightened out.

But I was thinking maybe
I could go back with you.

But I guess probably
that would be the best thing.

It won't be long. A year at most.

A year?

Now, that's long.
And I want to be with you.

The time will pass so fast.
You'll see.

I love you.

My aunts and Mrs. Frost

and Toby and--

well, just everyone in the building
sends their love

and congratulations on surviving
the witch doctor's knife.

(CHUCKLES)

You get some rest.

I'll be back.

I do feel tired.

You know, I can't believe it.

It was so scary
when you were under surgery.

It's over now.

What is it? What's the matter?

Nothing.

Pains in your stomach?

No.

Muscle cramps.

Probably from the stitches.

That's the same kind of pain
that you had

before the operation.

No. No, it isn't.

The operation was a complete success.

But the patient will die.

That's it, isn't it?

Please, Peggy.

Oh, but--

Forgive me. Please.

My body fails me,

but my heart--

my heart is with you.

I only know that I love you.

Peggy, please understand.

I must put what is left of my life

into my country.

No, I'm sorry.
Mr. Mannix isn't back yet.

Oh, just one second, Mr. Lloyd.
Mr. Mannix just walked in.

Will you hold, please?

It's Mr. Lloyd,
and he's called 1,000 times.

He says it's very important.

Yeah, I know. Well, he can wait.

How are you feeling?

Fine.

Really?
Really.

I'm beautiful.