Come on, Doc.
Reporting live from the home...
...of Dr. Richard Kimble...
...a respected vascular surgeon at Chicago Memorial Hospital.
Details are sketchy...
...but we understand Dr. Kimble's wife, Helen, was found murdered this evening.
Area Six detectives are bringing Dr. Kimble out.
We assume that they're gonna be taking him to a police station, probably Area Six...
...where they hope he can shed some light on what happened here this evening.
Now, as I indicated, she was found shortly before midnight.
We know that she made apparently a 91 1 call to police...
...indicating that she was being assaulted by an intruder.
Details are very sketchy.
We do know that he and his wife Helen...
...were at the Four Seasons Hotel earlier tonight...
...a fund raiser for the Children's Research Fund.
Rich, remember Cara?
-Nice to see you. -Nice to see you.
Straighten that arm or you're gonna slice.
Golf pro teach you that?
My wife.
Before I forget...
...thanks for the loaner. Keys are downstairs.
-Any gas in it? -Yes. Enough.
Alec, Richard Kimble.
-How are you? -Dr. Kimble!
Knock it off!
There's nothing to see here. And you, come with me.
Thank you. I was just down to my last joke.
You look really beautiful tonight.
Thanks, honey.
I know you hate these things, but God, I love looking at you in a tux.
I feel I look like a waiter or something.
-Dr. Kimble? -Yes, it is.
Sorry to bother you, sir...
...but Dr. Stevens is in Emergency Surgery and needs your help.
Call him back and tell him I'll be right there.
Thank you, Doctor.
Thank you. Good night.
I'll wait up for you.
Talk to me. What have we here?
Thanks for coming.
A 58-year-old. Just pulled his gallbladder. Bleeding.
Big time. It's in the liver bed.
-What are his coags? -They're all messed up.
PT's 36 and the rest are off the wall.
Where is he from?
Lentz's name is on the chart. We paged him, but no answer.
Here guys. Let me in there. Give me some room.
Give me a clamp.
Give me suction.
Have you been getting any threats at work?
Co-workers, hospital staff, anyone?
Anything unusual going on...
...phone calls, people hanging up?
Maybe people coming to the door?
Tradespeople?
Not that I know of.
Back to this fight with this guy with one arm.
Did it happen upstairs or downstairs?
Upstairs.
And he had which? A right or a left arm?
With a gimmick on it?
Right arm.
Is it one of those with the hooks, or....
No, he had a cosmetic hand.
The security system in your house, it's a pretty good one.
Anyone else have the coding?
Our maid.
She knows the code and has a key.
Those scratches on your neck...
...did the one-armed guy do that?
Helen scratched me when I was trying to move her.
Before or after you had the fight with the one-armed man?
I told you.
You own a gun, Doc?
Do you own a gun?
Yes, we have a gun in the house.
Is it registered in your name?
Yes.
Where do you usually keep that gun?
The one that you own.
It's in Helen's table.
Bedside table.
Do you keep much jewelry in the house?
His fingerprints are all over the lamp...
...the gun and the bullets...
...and the good doctor's skin is under her fingernails.
She's got the money in the family, hasn't she?
Helen comes from a wealthy family, yes.
Is she insured?
Yes, she is.
Who's the beneficiary?
I am.
The sole beneficiary?
Yes.
Financially, you won't be hurting after this, will you?
I mean, she was worth quite a bit of money.
Are you suggesting that I killed my wife?
You're saying that I crushed her skull and shot her.
How dare you!
When I came home, there was a man in my house.
I fought with this man.
-The one-armed man. -He had a mechanical arm.
-Plastic? Rubber? -You find this man!
You find this man!
How tall?
He took everything from me.
Oh, Jesus.
What did he weigh?
What color was his hair?
What color were his eyes?
We can't help you if you don't help us.
Book him.
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury...
...you will hear iron-clad proof of Richard Kimble's guilt.
Indisputable scientific evidence...
...that on the night of January 20...
...Richard Kimble did in fact viciously...
...attack...
...and brutally murder his wife.
But you'll hear more than that.
You will hear a voice from the grave.
The voice of Helen Kimble identifying her killer...
...her husband, Richard Kimble.
Detective Kelly...
...tell us what you observed at the home of the victim on the night of the murder.
No forcible entry was found.
From the beginning of the investigation, it didn't appear to be a break-in.
Nothing was missing.
Honey, I'm home.
Who won the game?
His prints were on the gun and bullets.
No other sets were found, other than the housekeeper's...
...and the deceased's.
Mrs. Kimble's skull fracture caused a massive hemorrhage to the brain.
It took less than 5 minutes for her to die.
Your Honor, we would ask to play Helen Kimble's 91 1 emergency call...
...previously identified by a Chicago Police Department dispatcher.
Emergency 911.
Please help me.
What's the problem?
He's....
He's still in the house.
Did I hear you right?
Someone's in your house?
He's trying to kill me.
Could you repeat that, please?
Ma'am?
He's trying to kill me.
Is your attacker still in the house?
Richard....
Is he trying to kill me?
Mr. Kimble...
...having considered all the factors and aggravation and mitigation in this case...
...and found the offense was brutal and indicative of wanton cruelty...
...it's judgment of this court, you will be remanded to Illinois State Penitentiary...
...where you will await execution by lethal injection...
...on a date to be set forth by the Attorney General of the State.
May God have mercy on your soul.
-Carlson. -Here.
-Partida. -Yeah.
-Copeland. -What?
Copeland, you be nice now.
Kimble.
Yeah.
Let's go, gentlemen.
Four prisoners coming out.
Let's go, gentlemen.
Kimble, you're here.
Carlson, right over there.
Partida, up front left.
Copeland, you're back here with me.
Come on, make yourselves comfortable.
You know the routine, gentlemen.
I'm tired.
20 miles from Menard.
We'll be there in about 40 minutes.
I'll be glad to get rid of this load. Let McKenzie take care of them.
Always got some good eating there. I'm starving.
Me, too.
Had enough prison chow.
Old Ed, he don't care. His old lady's got him on a diet.
Right, Ed?
Somebody get in here, quick!
He's getting sick! Let's go move! Move!
-He's foaming at the mouth. -We're almost at the prison.
He's choking!
Wait!
Oh, shit!
Kimble, get over here. You're a doctor, do something!
Unlock me!
You'll be okay.
What the hell is that?
Shit!
Help me!
The hell with you.
Help me with this man!
Kiss my ass, Doctor.
Now you listen.
I don't give a damn which way you go.
Just don't follow me. You got that?
Be good.
My, my, my.
What a mess.
It's a circus.
You got my bag?
Point of impact right here.
The first engine uncoupled, and the train jumped the track.
About 100 yards?
You must get new boots.
I told you not to wear the heels.
Wear two coats.
Next train wreck.
Why do we always mother her?
Because she loves us.
-How'd you like to be the driver? -I bet he did a Casey Jones.
Hold it, sir.
Hi. Who's in charge?
Sheriff Rollins.
Just follow the TV lights.
Sheriff Rogers.
Rollins!
Look down there and take Newman.
Come on. Time to go to work.
The bus rolled over several times before settling down at the bottom of the hill.
I don't know if I passed out or what...
...but when I looked up, the train was bearing down on us. Fast.
I don't know how. It's still kind of hazy.
Somehow I grabbed him and pushed him out of the bus.
-You're brave, you could've been killed. -I know.
He's my partner. He would have done the same for me.
Excuse me, I'm Deputy U.S. Marshal Samuel Gerard, I'd like to--
I'll be with you in just a minute.
One more time,just for the record...
...these three are dead.
And this one?
Everything happened so fast.
I don't think he made it.
You came a long way for nothing.
With all due respect, Sheriff Rollins...
...I'd like to recommend checkpoints on a 15-mile radius...
...at I-57, I-24 and over here on Route 13....
Wait. The prisoners are all dead.
Checkpoints will get a lot of people frantic and they'll flood my office with calls.
Well, shit, I'd hate to see that happen...
...so I'll take over your investigation.
On what authority?
The governor...
...the U.S. Marshal's Office...
...5th District, Northern Illinois.
All right, you want jurisdiction over this mess. You got it.
Okay, boys, gather around and listen up.
We're shutting it down. Wyatt Earp is here to mop up....
That's very funny, Wyatt Earp.
Sam.
Look here!
We're always fascinated when we find leg irons with no legs in them.
Who held the key, sir?
Me.
Where're those keys at?
I don't know.
Care to revise your statement, sir?
What?
Do you want to change your bullshit story, sir?
-He might've got out. -He might've got out.
You said he was part of the wreckage!
Set up operations by the fire truck. Listen, everyone!
A fugitive has been on the run for 90 minutes.
Average foot speed over uneven ground, barring injury, is four miles an hour.
That gives us a radius of six miles.
What I want out of each and everyone of you is a hard target search of every...
...residence, warehouse, farmhouse, hen house, outhouse...
...and doghouse in that area.
Checkpoints go up at 15 miles.
Your fugitive's name is Dr. Richard Kimble.
Go get him.
Please don't give me shit.
I got three very unhappy dead people. Put him on.
Stevens, it's Cosmo.
I'll have a satellite telephone hookup in two seconds.
Chester Police just found a blood trail...
...two miles southwest.
Match that blood against the prisoners'.
Get a fax l.D. on Kimble to every local hospital.
And follow that with troopers.
What are you doing?
I'm thinking.
Think me up some coffee and a doughnut with sprinkles on top...
...while you're thinking.
We got a live body!
A live one?
Come on. Hang in there, brother. We'll get you out of here.
Get that ambulance down here! Come on!
Is this what you want?
That's it.
I'm going to make some copies.
Good morning, Mr. Johnson. I have your breakfast for you.
We're thirsty today, aren't we?
Eat up before this gets cold.
It really does get dry in here, doesn't it?
Here you are.
Now, you eat something, Mr. Johnson.
You need your strength.
Doc, we're looking for a prisoner from that wreck. He might be hurt.
What does he look like?
Six-one, 180, brown hair, brown eyes, beard.
Seen anyone like that around?
Every time I look in the mirror, pal.
Except for the beard, of course.
Doc!
Thanks.
-I'll give you a hand. -Thanks, Doc.
It's....
How is he doing?
Good, considering we dug him out from under a train.
Tell those attending he's got a puncture in the upper gastric area.
How could he tell that by looking at his face?
Background just came in from Chicago.
About time. What've we got?
"Richard Davis Kimble, vascular surgeon." What the hell is that?
Somebody that makes more money than you.
"Convicted of first-degree murder of his wife.
"Pleaded innocent." Says a one-armed man did it.
Lots of friends.
Doctors, hospital staff.
We'll start there. I want phone taps. First, his lawyer.
You'll never going to get that.
Call Judge Rubin. Tell him I want phone taps.
Why'd you yell at me?
I'll tell him who if I'm in a good mood.
Why not yell at her sometimes?
We got a call from the hospital.
The wounded guard swears he saw Kimble there.
That's hot.
And an ambulance is missing.
Where the hell is he going in an ambulance?
Ambulance just spotted...
...two miles west of Doverville, heading north, State Highway 53.
Running out of map!
Get your maps out.
Check, sound check. Get your maps out.
I want to know all routes in and out of that town.
We're headed north on Route 13, toward the Barkley Dam.
Son of a bitch!
Don't lose that ambulance.
Visual location of an ambulance headed north on Route 13 toward Barkley Dam.
We'll pass through a viaduct.
Get on the horn. Bring Biggs and Newman in from the south side of the viaduct.
He's hauling ass.
Is there a tunnel between here and there? We have Biggs and Newman?
Look on your map to know how to get there.
We got him!
Watch out! Watch out! Watch out!
-What's going on? -Get back in your car, sir!
Newman! Rock and roll!
Put a light in there!
What do you got?
I got nothing.
-What do you got? -You gotta be kidding me!
You gotta be kidding me!
Seal off the tunnel! Seal it off!
We got a gopher.
Shit! I just bought these shoes.
Shut up, Cosmo.
Which way, Sam?
I didn't kill my wife!
I don't care!
Put that gun down!
Now!
Hands up!
Over your head!
Turn around!
Richard, do you want to get shot?
Pay attention!
Get down on your knees!
Right now!
What happened? Where'd he go?
He did a Peter Pan right here off this dam!
Right here!
Down! Boom!
Holy shit!
Can we go home now?
No.
Holy shit!
-There's no way out of here! -We must go up.
Go up the stairs! Up, up!
Have that water turned off. Come over here.
Put two patrol cars on that bridge down there, four patrolmen.
Have them glass this river upstream and down.
I want a helicopter 100 feet off this river. Make him aware of these wires.
Are you out of your mind? He's dead!
That'll make him easy to catch.
I want hounds on both banks of this river for two miles...
...upstream and downstream.
You've got a search-and-rescue team?
Get them down here and drag the bottom of this spillway.
-Why isn't the water turned off? -Somebody from County's working on it.
Bring in the helicopters now.
We're out of here!
I don't think there's anything to find.
Find it anyway. You've got lights and generators coming tonight.
-I won't tell you how to do your job... -Put the helicopter on the bridge!
...but only one person in a million could survive that fall. The guy is fish food!
Get a cane pole. Go catch the fish that ate him.
Get Stevens. Tell him we're on the way in.
That man took everything from me!
We can't find the guy.
You find that man!
The generators and searchlights are there now.
They'll continue the search into the night.
Good. Call Kentucky and thank them for the dogs.
Remember, opera ain't over until the Big Dog howls.
Need a ride?
Check it again.
All right, we got him. He shacked up with some babe over in Whiting.
She left work tonight and took him home.
-About two hours ago, her boss said. -They spotted her car outside her house.
Does she run with anyone?
No one we could find. No family either.
Tell the police not to move till we get there. We'll go first thing in the morning.
Your cousin still got his truck?
Call him. Tell him we need it.
Be drunk, Newman.
Stay close.
Right on your ass, buddy.
I don't want you getting lost. You stick with me.
U.S. marshals! Everybody down!
Hold it right there! Show me those hands!
Keep them up!
Get your ass in there.
I got your man! I got your man, you hear me?
I want out of here!
I got your man!
I'm going to blow his brains out! I want out of here!
Do you hear me, Cops?
Do you hear me?
I want out of here!
-Listen! We can work this out! -Yes, we can.
Shut up! Shut up!
Do you hear me?
Listen, and I'll tell you what I want.
I just want a car out front.
Don't shoot.
It's over.
Shut up!
I can't hear anything. My ear is....
I can't believe you did that.
You think I should've bargained with that guy.
Yeah.
I do.
You could have missed.
You could have killed me.
How bad is that ear?
Terrible. I'll have permanent damage.
Let me see it.
Come here.
Can you hear what I'm saying now?
Yeah.
I don't...
...bargain.
You hear that?
Yeah.
Good.
Walter, this is Richard.
Richard, Jesus! Why did you run? Running only makes you look guilty.
I wasn't worried about appearances, Walter.
Tell me where you are, so I can meet you and you can surrender.
I won't surrender. I need help, money.
You're asking me to harbor and aid a convicted felon. I can't help you that way.
My advice both as your friend and legal counselor is to give yourself up.
Now tell me, where are you?
St. Louis.
Give me an address. I'll get there as soon as I can.
Mr. Copeland was a bad man. He was going to kill one of my kids.
Well, sir, you can blame me. I'm the one that shot him.
Give yourself up. Now tell me, where are you?
St. Louis.
So he's not dead. Let that be a lesson to you.
Don't ever argue with the Big Dog. Big Dog is always right.
Yeah, you been right before.
Walter, this is Richard.
Why did you run? It only makes you look guilty.
I wasn't worried about appearances.
Tell me where you are, so I can meet you and you can surrender.
I won't surrender. I need help, money.
I might be crazy, but that train sounds like an EL.
St. Louis doesn't have one.
How do you know it's an elevated train?
I lived under an EL for 20 years.
Explain the difference between the sound of an elevated train and a train on the ground.
You must have ears like an eagle.
Play that back. I want to hear the sound of an elevated train.
What cities have ELs? New York has got an EL.
-Philly. -We do.
Milwaukee has got an EL.
Hold it! Where the lawyer says he's guilty. There's a bell in the background.
There's a guy on a P.A. Can you drop everything but him?
I'll try. Hold on.
Right there.
What's he saying?
Sounds like, "Next stop." Do that again!
"Next stop...."
"Merchandise Mart."
Son of a bitch! Our boy came home.
That bell is on the Wells Street bridge, six blocks away.
I knew it was an elevated train.
Yeah, Big Dog. You're never wrong.
-I'll call the C.P.D. -This is his Chicago file.
Andiamo, bambini.
Sammy, when I die, I want to come back just like you.
Happy and handsome?
-I'll notify the press. -No press.
Right, no press.
-Hi, Billy. -How's it going, sir?
-Good, and you? -All right.
-Here you go, Billy. -Have a good one, sir.
Spare change? Dollar, Mister?
No, thank you very much. I don't want it.
Oh, my God. Richard!
How are you, Charlie?
Jesus, you're back.
I need some money.
Sure, sure. Get in.
No, I can't. Just whatever you got on you.
You're hot, pal. If not now, you will be.
Have you got a place to stay? I mean, how can I help you?
You've got a green light. Move on!
I'll call you.
So why did Richard Kimble kill his wife?
He did it for the money.
For the money? He's a doctor. He's already rich.
She was more rich.
Is this the entire Chicago Police Department file?
-That's everything. -I want to do all the interviews again.
The list of hospital staff is it in the file?
Sure is.
Thank you.
You don't want to use the media?
We want him to relax. Make himself comfortable. Try to re-enter his life.
Here's the apartment.
You can see here is heater. You will have warm.
Here is kitchen. Sink.
Over there is bathroom. And here is the room.
Is nice bed.
Plenty space.
You can look at.
So you like the place?
It's okay with you?
It's perfect.
All right, people.
As this morning we were notified by the U.S. Marshal's Office...
...that our old friend Dr. Richard Kimble is alive and well and back here in Chicago.
You all know in what high regard we hold this scumbag.
So I'm personally donating a bottle of 12-year-old Scotch...
...to whoever puts the collar on this quack.
Dick Rosetti is passing out bulletins.
-Help you? -Gracias.
You went to medical school together?
Yes, we did.
The class of '73.
You know Morton Feinberg?
-I do. -He's a real nice guy.
When did you see him last?
Who, Richard?
I saw Richard this morning.
You saw him this morning?
He stopped me in my car. I gave him money.
Where was this?
Outside my tennis club.
Did he ask for help?
I volunteered. He wouldn't accept that.
How much did you give him?
Couple of bucks. Just what I had on me.
-He won't get far on that. -Why'd he come back to Chicago?
He didn't tell me that, sir.
I'm sure he's trying to protect you from having to lie for him, but....
You really want to be his friend and help him?
Help us bring him in unharmed.
Why?
So he can go back to prison?
If you want help, gentlemen, you've come to the wrong man.
Richard is innocent.
You'll never find him. He's too smart.
We're some smart guys.
What about us? We're smart. We are. How smart could he be, really?
Is he as smart as you are?
Smarter.
Peripheral vascular surgery. Fixing the arteries as they come out of the heart.
-How long have you known Kimble? -Ten years. Since I've been here.
What kind of medicine did he practice here at the hospital?
I want you to know that I believe Kimble to be innocent.
Would he come to you for help?
If he came to me, I would help.
But he wouldn't come to me.
That's not his style.
A warrant remains outstanding for Chicago surgeon, Richard Kimble.
This is where the one-armed guy he struggled fell down the stairs.
If I fell down these stairs, I'd be a goner. I'd be dead.
What a waste!
When I came home, there was a man in my house.
Richard.
You like stringing out 12-year-old girls, huh?
What are you doing with my baby?
Your baby's a drug dealer, lady.
Come on, ma'am.
What they doing to my baby?
It will be crazy here tonight. Did they get a count?
A lot of kids.
They bring them all here?
All coming down here to County.
I've come to do those blinds.
I'll get the door.
I'll start in here, huh?
Let's go over it once more.
What time did he arrive at the house?
About 10:30 in the morning.
-And he was alone? -Yeah, he was alone.
-You got a good look at him? -Yeah, a real good look.
You better be straight with me.
This is the guy staying in your mother's basement?
That's what I'm telling you.
I need a doctor over here!
Watch the bag! Watch the bag!