Daktari (1966) s01e12 Episode Script

Here you are, Miss lngram.
That's the last of the wires.
Thanks, Mike.
- All done.
- Jack, would you hook up the camera - to the trip-wire relay? - Oh, sure.
Hey, here come Daktari and Judy.
Hey, look, Judy can be our first test subject.
She's almost up to the trip wire.
Watch her take her own picture.
lt works.
Hey, great shot.
Look at that face, huh? Don't laugh.
That face can sell five million copies of CIick Magazine.
- Well, you all set? - All set.
- Bring on your wildlife.
- Here's your camera.
You quite sure that you don't want one of us to stay around and help out? l still think that would be a good idea.
My dear doctor, when you get to know me better you'll find out l'm not fresh out of Lady Priscilla's Finishing School.
Listen, l've been captured by the Mafia in Sicily.
l've parachuted behind enemy lines in Vietnam.
l've chased polar bears across Arctic ice.
Why, l've even photographed sharks underwater in the South Pacific.
- Would you care to see my scars? Heh.
- Oh, l'd love to.
But remember, it's still your first time in the African bush.
My dear doctor, you have provided for me fully.
Look at this neat little foxhole in the trees.
A walkie-talkie straight to you.
- With orders to check in.
Yeah.
Water, rations.
Say, l've got everything but a hair dryer.
Hey, Judy, don't Judy, for crying out loud - L'm sorry, Barbara.
Oh, listen.
The price of a roll of film is worth what you guys have done for me in this blind.
ls there anything else you need? Yeah.
Some good action subjects.
Like a forest fire.
Or an elephant stampede.
Well, how about some plain old-fashioned poachers? Our warden Hedley does his best to keep poachers out so l'm afraid you'll draw a blank there.
What about the warriors from the Reconda tribe? l seem to remember reading something about how they kill every animal on sight with bow and arrow.
They're not poachers in the commercial sense of the word.
What they kill, it's not even for food, but to prove their manhood.
But they haven't been around for a year or so.
What was that? The Reconda warriors lining up for kickoff? No, just a friendly pride of Wameru lions going in for a hunt.
Think they'll stop here? Yeah, probably.
Don't worry, they won't give you trouble.
Well, maybe not usually.
Let me tell you, you have a strange lion come into the area that they think is their little personal bailiwick.
Well, just be glad that Clarence is back at the compound.
You mean, they have their own turf? - Like New York juvenile gangs? - Yeah, sort of.
What happens if an eastside lion wanders into the westside of the jungle? - They have a rumble? - They have quite a rumble.
As a matter of fact, they tear into each other until there's only one of them left.
l just hope you never have to see it.
Well, fellows, it's been fun, but l've gotta get back to work.
- Well, listen - Yes, sir, l will check in.
- All right.
- Come on.
Come on, Judy.
- L'll give you a hand.
Thank you.
Easy does it.
Lansing, what news do you bring? Well, first things first.
Fifty pounds l think was the agreed fee.
Your unique services command rather a high fee, don't they? Oh, come now, Miss lngram.
We both know it comes off your expense account.
How's it you Yanks call it, a swindle sheet? Swindle sheet indeed, and some people call me a crook.
What about the Reconda? Well, l told a few of them, the more promising types the bush down by the water hole was alive with animals.
- Good.
- That our game warden Hedley was off to Nagaro on official business.
- When can l expect them? - Oh, l make no guarantees but if l can be of further service - L know, just send the money.
- Ha-ha-ha.
Oh, listen, Lansing, keep in touch with me.
There is something you might be able to do for me.
Oh, always at your service, ma'am.
Oh.
Keep an eye out for the Reconda.
- Lf they spot you, they'll kill you.
- Don't worry about me.
- L can take care of myself.
- Very well.
All right, you three.
l've been tracking you.
You know the laws against poaching.
Over here.
You're under arrest.
Well, Mike, you're getting to be a first-rate photographer.
Oh, l'm still an amateur.
Maybe we could invite Miss lngram to be our guest X-ray technician.
Oh, are you kidding? She's too much of an artist to bother with such mundane matters.
- Ever see her work? - L've seen her work on you.
Whatever that means.
Why is it that a young man always loses his head over an older woman? Dad, do you think it's a recession towards infantilism? You know, looking for the mother? Searching for the security of childhood? You know, the way the mother would shield the son from the outside world? lf l were you, l'd worry about my own psychological problems.
Cut.
Miss lngram happens to be a very beautiful and talented woman not to mention being one of the world's greatest photographers.
l have a feeling if we took a color X-ray of your eyes now they would turn out to be a sickly, jealous green.
Cut.
Me, jealous of an older woman? Jack, you've almost become as cross-eyed as Clarence.
Jack, let's have that plaster of Paris bandage.
Marsh, she should have called over an hour ago.
l know, but we can't hover over her like she was made out of glass.
She was a war correspondent and has had a pretty adventurous life.
Dad, did you say adventuress or adventurous? Careful, pussycat, the claws are showing.
And the wolf fangs are evident too.
Cut.
All right, you two, now, you stop that bickering.
Paula, Barbara lngram is our guest, and l want you to treat her with respect.
And remember, l'm responsible for her safety.
Well, who invited her here with those cameras? You can't even sneeze without her taking a picture of you.
Her magazine, CIick gave our foundation a very generous donation.
And the foundation has asked me to give her VlP treatment.
Mike, do you wanna take over here? l'm almost finished.
Mm-hm.
Does that mean drooling over her as if she was a doll all wrapped up in a nice, neat, silk package? That will do, young lady.
Barbara? Barbara, this is Marsh Tracy.
Do you read me? Little Foxhole to Big Witch Doctor.
Little Foxhole to Big Witch Doctor.
l read you loud and clear.
- What is it, Marsh? - You didn't call in.
l thought l better check with you.
Everything all right? Oh, l'm sorry, Marsh.
But it's all beautiful and peaceful here.
l guess l got lost in nature and forgot reality.
- No problems then, huh? - Problems? Whatever gave you that crazy idea? l don't know.
Being your first day in the bush l thought l'd call.
l've gotta go, Marsh, or l'll miss a great shot.
Over and out.
Marsh.
Marsh, come in, please.
Marsh, come in.
Marsh, can you hear me? Marsh, can you hear me? No.
l'm a friend of Dr.
Tracy's.
l wanna help.
lt's a little late for that.
Shh.
Give me the gun.
Get up in the blind.
Maybe they'll think you got away.
Not a chance of that, but still, it's worth a try.
Come in, Marsh.
- Come in.
- Lt doesn't work.
Never mind me.
Can you really handle a gun? Yes, as soon as l stop the bleeding.
A shortwave radio message from Hedley's men.
He hasn't checked in for quite a while.
- We haven't seen Hedley here.
- They think he's in this area checking on a report of Reconda in the bush.
- Reconda? - Mm-hm.
Barbara? Barbara, do you read me? Come in, Barbara.
Let's get out there right away.
We'll call Hedley's men on the way.
Hedley.
Hedley, wake.
Barbara! You all right? Hurry, Marsh, hurry! Reconda.
Jack, hold them off.
l'll try to put out the fire.
Clarence, get out of the way! Clarence! Barbara, are you all right? Hurry.
- Clarence chased the poachers.
- Should we go? No, get the first-aid kit.
All right.
Okay.
Marsh, hurry! Barbara.
- Hedley? What happened to Hedley? - A Reconda shot him.
Let's get him out of here.
Easy.
Mike, give us a hand.
Here we go.
Easy does it.
l got him.
Okay, pull him.
Easy does it.
Easy.
There we go.
How is he? Well, he's in severe shock.
But he'll be all right, won't he? He's got to be all right.
Well, l hope so.
Bandage that.
Get us to the compound as fast as you can.
Right.
Judy's trying to tell you not to worry, Miss lngram.
Dad's been everybody's doctor here for years.
He hasn't lost a patient yet.
Hedley lost a lot of blood but we were able to give him a transfusion.
Oh, if only l'd been able to do something.
Well, l think you did plenty just fighting off those Reconda.
You were lucky not to get hit by the spears or arrows yourself.
l'll bet you got some great pictures.
Oh, well, l didn't have time to take pictures.
Well, the whole experience was such a nightmare.
That Hedley.
He has the heart of a lion and the hide of a rhinoceros.
lt'll take more than the Reconda to put him away.
May l go in and see him? Maybe later.
L gave him a sedative.
l want him to sleep.
But will he be all right? - His leg, l mean.
- Oh, sure, sure.
l figure he'll be up and about in a day or two.
Hedley is one of those indestructible types.
l guess he'd have to be to hold a post out here.
Oh, l was so clumsy.
lf only l had been able to stop the bleeding and really help him.
Barbara, l think any other woman would have fainted.
You kept your head, did exactly the right thing.
- Hedley owes his life to you.
- Hear, hear.
What is it, Lansing? Mail packages for Miss lngram.
Okay.
Leave it and then get out of here.
Oh, please, Marsh.
l asked him to come out.
l was expecting important mail.
You've never gotten over those monkeys l had trapped, have you? Among other things.
l've never gotten over the fact that you took hunting country and turned into a zoological garden.
Ruined my business.
l was outfitting a safari a week.
Yes, killing off animals that it took nature a million years to develop.
Nature doesn't need me to take care of it, Daktari.
Why don't you leave her alone? Lf you don't mind.
Mind? Oh, not at all.
L'm sure you don't care for the likes of me around to contaminate your spotless establishment.
Just a moment, Lansing.
l wanna speak to you about that tripod you fixed.
Think you can deliver what l have in mind? The Reconda arrived as per agreement, didn't they? Yeah.
All right.
l know where l can get the merchandise you require.
Great.
Then you'll be there at 8 in the morning with it? Eric the Punctual, they call me.
Oh, about the fee.
Lt will be the same as the last assignment.
Yeah.
Miss lngram.
Are you quite sure you haven't had enough? l don't care what happens to Hedley myself.
There's a stiff penalty for murder here.
Well, look, l do care.
lf l'd had any idea that Hedley was going to get involved l'd have never let you bring the Reconda down here.
Lansing, this new job does not involve danger to any human being except myself.
So be a good boy and get on with it, okay? Would you make a small advance on the fee? No, l wouldn't.
This time it'll be cash on delivery.
- Oh, Barbara? - L'm coming, Marsh.
Well, l hope it stays together, that tripod.
Easy, boy.
You and l understand each other.
So it doesn't make any noise.
There.
Now, how would you like to go back to the jungle where you belong, huh? Just You're my meat and potatoes.
Give the great Daktari a dose of his own medicine while we're about it.
lt's a bitter pill he'll have to swallow.
Up, boy.
Come up.
Come.
The boys rebuilt the blind.
They were so grateful for what you did for Hedley.
- How is he this morning? - He's chipper as ever.
l almost had to tie him to the bed to keep him from getting up and going back to work.
Barbara, l was going to send Clarence to guard you but he's off on his morning romps.
So l'll drive you and have a look around first.
Oh, wait, Marsh, you're much too busy as it is.
l have to stop off in town, ship out some negatives.
We're working on a very close deadline.
My editors want everything in by Friday.
l don't like the idea of you being out there alone again.
Ah, tsk, Judy will keep me company.
Besides, lightning and Reconda never strike twice.
Well, okay.
But promise me one thing, will you? lf anything goes wrong, you'll call me.
And l mean anything.
l promise.
Come on, Judy.
- Where'd you get the lion? - You didn't ask where l got Reconda.
No, l guess not.
Quiet, Judy.
You've seen lions before.
Judy.
Judy, don't be frightened.
l won't let that nasty old lion get you.
All right, l'll follow you.
- Dad? Oh, l'm sorry.
- That's all right, hon.
Come on in.
What's troubling you, huh? Oh, Clarence is gone.
What, again? You two seem to be always losing each other.
- He's probably around somewhere.
- Well, he isn't.
L've looked.
He might have followed one of the men into town.
Don't you have anything to do? Well, not really.
The boys are busy feeding the animals.
Well, l should be there.
Oh, Paula, Barbara left a pack of film on the desk in the house.
Would you mind running it over to her? - All right, Dad.
- Good.
l hope he knows where the action is.
Don't worry about action, Miss lngram.
When l release that cat into the pride's territory they'll go at it until one kills the other.
There will be enough gore even for you.
Well, that's what CIick readers wanna see.
Get that stupid chimp out of there.
Judy! l guess she thinks every lion she sees is Clarence.
- Uh, yes, yes.
- Oh, relax, will you? That's easy enough for you to say.
With my record, if your boyfriend Marsh catches me at this, l'll have had it.
Let's not waste more time.
lnto the blind.
l'd better check the trip wire, make sure it's working.
Oh, very good, but hurry along.
Go, out of there.
Come on, get out.
Get out, get out.
Go, out of there.
Come on, get out.
Get out.
Get out of there.
Go on.
On with it.
Get out of there.
- Are you ready? - All set.
As soon as you let the lion out, get the truck out of the way.
- L don't want it in the picture.
- Don't worry, l'll leave straight away.
Judy.
Get off the trip wire.
At least l know it works.
Judy, calm down.
Too bad it doesn't look like Lansing's lion is gonna last too long.
The other lion's gonna kill him.
- Hi.
- Paula.
You surprised me.
- Dad wanted me to bring you this.
- Thanks.
Would you put it over there? Boy, that sounds close.
- That's Clarence.
- Lt can't be.
Listen, l know Clarence when l see him.
- What's he doing here? - L have no idea.
- L thought he was back at the compound.
- Better get in before he's torn to bits.
You can't go down there now.
He's reverted to the jungle.
He won't even know you.
Besides, he's done for.
You'll just get yourself killed.
Judy, go to a walkie-talkie, call Daktari.
- Lf that's Barbara, l'd like to talk to her.
- Right.
Wameru Research Center, Jack Dane.
lt's Judy fooling around.
Hey, Judy, stop playing games.
Hey, she's not playing games.
She's scared.
Judy? Let's get out there.
Hercules, you get back in your cage.
l need you to pick up Paula and Barbara.
The other lion doesn't look like too much trouble.
Hey, that's Clarence.
Oh, no.
Doggone thing is jammed.
- Look, l'll try to draw him away.
- Hey, Marsh.
Go! Now.
Mike, get the net.
Come on.
Come on.
Boy, a little closer.
Let me have a look.
lt's all right, honey.
Lt's all right.
Got something to show you, Marsh.
l've seen a man under arrest before, Hedley.
Not friend Lansing here.
He squirmed out of every charge we've ever made against him.
Now we have the evidence to put him safely away.
And it was Miss lngram who gave it to me together with a complete confession.
Look at this.
Yeah, l'd say that's first-rate evidence, all right.
First-rate evidence against me.
lt was her fault, you know? She hired me.
The whole thing was her idea.
Then she comes along and bats her big brown eyes at your friend Tracy here.
- One more crack out of you and l'll Marsh.
lf it will make you feel any better, Lansing she's been ordered to leave Africa on the next plane.
lf she weren't a visitor and this wasn't her first offense, she'd be shackled too.
- Well, where is she? - She's packing.
Tell her to get a move on.
- L'm to escort her to the plane.
- Yeah.
Come on, Lansing.
Let's wait outside.
Hedley is waiting for you outside.
Yes, l heard.
Marsh and Paula.
Clarence too for that matter.
Oh, l'm sorry.
l really am.
l can't help but wonder how many times you've played that l'm sorry scene before.
Well, enough times to know that it will lt will never happen again.
l guess l've been around so much death and destruction that l've built an immunity to it.
Until now, that is.
But after what happened here first to Hedley and then to Clarence has made me realize the kind of person l've become.
Maybe now l can start to rebuild myself.
l hope so, Barbara.
Marsh.
- Bye, Paula.
- So long, Barbara.
Dad, l think she means it.
Well, maybe.
Let's just hope that she got more out of this than a few gory pictures for a magazine.
- She doesn't have any pictures.
- What do you mean? She burned them this morning.
Come and look.
See? Oh, for Well, Clarence l'm afraid that Miss lngram's guilty conscience means that you won't be on the magazine covers after all.
Well, Clarence, old boy, looks like you're just gonna be a nobody all your life.