Hello, Marshal. It's right there.
My chest hurts.
Check the film on that kid.
Take a deep breath.
Inhale, exhale. Again.
Slowly.
Check the film.
Take it easy.
What's the status on that kid?
Possible fractured sternum.
Get over here. I need you.
Can you help us? Bring this kid to Observation Room Two.
Yeah, you. Come on, help us out, okay?
How are you, champ?
My chest hurts.
Does it hurt when you breathe?
Yes.
-What's your name? -Joel.
Look at this.
We're eating oranges and we're making IDs.
"C.C.H." What the hell is that?
Cook County Hospital.
Just hang on, okay?
You'll be okay, pal.
You'll be just fine.
Hold that elevator.
Thank you.
How're you doing?
My chest hurts.
Where's your mom, pal?
I don't know.
Is she at home?
I think she's with my brother.
Your brother? They're downstairs?
I don't know.
Don't worry.
We'll find her for you.
What are you? Football player? Baseball player?
Football.
Hold on, son.
Hey, Doctor.
They sent this one from downstairs.
Get this one into Room Four, stat.
Bye-bye, Joel.
Where's that boy I sent here?
-What boy? -The one with the fractured sternum.
He never came through here.
He didn't?
No, he didn't.
Do you have a particular interest in our patient's X-rays?
-What do you mean? -I saw you looking at that boy's chest film.
-It's a hobby of mine. -It's a hobby, really?
What's your other hobby, brain surgery?
-What do you want? -To know how that boy got to surgery.
I'm a janitor. I do as I'm told.
That's bullshit!
Who changed those orders?
I don't know what you mean.
You stay right there.
Call Security!
Tell Stevens to get hold of that guy Kelly over at C.P.D.
A guy disguised as a janitor orders an emergency medical procedure...
...and all you did was take away his l.D. card?
No, I called Security. He took off down the hall. What was I supposed to do?
Listen, Mr.--
Deputy.
Gerard.
I'm really tired.
I'd like to go home now.
Okay. How's the boy doing?
He saved his life.
Thank you.
"Desmondo, Jose Ruiz."
Where're you at, Desmondo?
Okay, Sam, this is my problem.
The place is crawling with cops, right?
Everybody's looking for Richard Kimble, right?
So why would a guy be stupid enough...
...to hang out in the trauma ward and play Mother Teresa?
Excuse me.
You, guys, have a problem?
No, no. No problem at all.
Excuse me, could we have a word with you, please?
This is Dr. Elway at Cook County Hospital.
I'm following-up for the prosthetic clinic on Matthew Zelick.
Oh, he did?
I'm terribly sorry.
Right or left?
Right.
-Age? -35 to 45.
This is Ted Riley with the High School Reunion Committee.
25 years are right around the corner...
...and Clive is on our list of missing in action.
The information gave me a number, but when I tried it....
No kidding.
Armed robbery?
He's where?
Point of attachments?
Mid-humerus.
That gives us 47 possibles.
47?
Cross-check these people for criminal records.
Wait a minute.
Happy St. Patrick's Day to all of you.
Driscoll, Clive R.
One-armed man, armed robbery. That's funny.
Question:
If they can dye this river green today...
...why can't they dye it blue the other days?
How do I know?
-So, what are you Irish, sir? -Who, me? No.
Are you?
No, man!
Name of inmate?
Clive Driscoll.
Driscoll, Clive.
I.D., please.
Driscoll, Clive R.
2-0-1-0.
Be advised that under federal court ruling, your conversation can be recorded.
Sign here, please!
This is hinky. He is a college graduate. He wouldn't go through all this security...
...go to the county lock-up to find someone his own people say doesn't exist.
Hinky.
What does that mean, "hinky"?
-Strange. -Weird.
Say "strange" or "weird." "Hinky" has no meaning.
Why not say "hinky"?
I don't want you using meaningless words around me. I'm taking the stairs.
How about "bullshit"?
Visitor for Driscoll.
Come on, let's go, let's go.
Over there.
Let's go, Driscoll.
You've got five minutes.
Who the hell are you?
Look, I'm sorry. I made a mistake.
You got me down here...
...might as well talk.
Down here you got no entertainment. Ain't no cable here.
Listen, pal, I wish I could, but I can't. Sorry.
Richard!
There is a man in a blue coat waving a gun and screaming...at a woman.
Stop that man!
He's a U.S. marshal! Let him go!
Let him go!
Close the gates!
Hold it!
Open the doors!
We're on the roof.
Take some men! Look down there!
Jesus, he's in the plaza, Sam!
He's heading east!
He's going east toward the Picasso!
Happy St. Patrick's Day to all of you.
Deputy Gerard, why do you feel that Dr. Kimble came back to Chicago?
I have no idea.
We understand your deputies were at the hospital today.
Was Dr. Kimble at the hospital?
I don't have any comment on that one.
Let me get the chronology straight.
The subject was tried, convicted, incarcerated...
...escaped, presumed dead, and is now at large in Chicago. Is that correct, sir?
Except for being presumed dead.
Do you believe that Kimble's armed and dangerous?
I believe he's dangerous, yes.
He's taking chances, coming back. Do you feel that perhaps he might be innocent?
No, he's not innocent. He was convicted in a court of law. He's guilty.
How will you try to catch him?
We have no further comments for now.
Alec.
Richard Kimble.
-Hi, how are you? -Good, Dr. Kimble.
Lentz!
Sorry, we've been trading phone calls the last few days.
A cruise sponsored by Devlin MacGregor...
...that could be fun.
-Cancun, Richard. -Sport fishing.
Pina coladas.
What must the hospital buy? What's the catch?
Sailfish.
No, there are no strings attached.
So what do you say? So what do you say?
This guy is bleeding from every needle puncture.
Lentz sent this guy in? Is he on that wonder drug?
Yes, he's on the RDU-90 protocol, Provasic.
Drug of the future, boys.
Clean out those arteries and put us out of business.
"Parade Master of Ceremonies Ed O'Flaherty said...
"...he didn't recall a livelier parade during the last 20 years.
"That Kimble...
"...is some kind of lad--"
-"Lad?" -Yeah, "lad."
Maybe he's a leprechaun. I'm quoting this guy.
Some guy on line three claims he's Richard Kimble.
-Who is it? -We got another Kimble on line three.
Let me see that phone.
Tell him he looks good in a beard.
-What line? -Three.
"I hope he was able to wear a little green, sip some whiskey.... "
This is Gerard.
Do you remember what I told you in the tunnel?
It's him!
I remember it was noisy.
Well, I think you said something like...
...you didn't kill your wife.
Remember what you told me?
I remember you were pointing my gun at me.
You said, "I don't care."
He's on the south side.
Yeah, Richard, that's right, I don't care.
I'm not trying to solve a puzzle, here.
Well, I am trying to solve a puzzle.
Five seconds to location.
And I just found a big piece.
Hello, Richard?
He didn't hang up the phone.
Where is he?
256 South St. Lawrence.
Get the C.P.D. right the hell over there.
We got a car there now.
Get a couple of shots of that.
Fredrick Sykes...
...45, ex-cop, and quite a clotheshorse.
You want to look at this?
Kimble's prints. They're all over...
...but mainly on the desk.
He sure had some interest in these photographs.
Negatives in there?
Let me have them.
-Camera boy's on his way. -We got you.
How're you doing, Mr. Sykes?
-Fine, if you tell me what's happening. -We had a problem.
-My place or the place upstairs? -Your place.
Step right in, Mr. Sykes.
Everybody knows my name here. Big happy family, huh?
What is this, a trench coat convention? What the hell is going on?
Who are you guys? What's going on?
You had a break-in, Mr. Sykes.
I sure hope you're a cop.
No, I'm Samuel Gerard, United States Marshal's Office.
This morning a fugitive named Richard Kimble made a phone call from here.
Why would he do that?
I don't know any Richard Kimble.
Okay, I got it.
The doctor who killed his wife, right?
Keep blaming somebody with a prosthetic limb. Is he coming after me?
Does he have reason to do so?
I have a prosthetic arm! I must've done it!
Give me a break. I went through all this a year ago.
I was questioned here about the whole thing.
I told them I wasn't in Chicago on that night. I was on business trip.
15 people verified it.
What line of business are you in?
Security.
-Who do you work for? -A pharmaceutical company.
Which one?
Devlin MacGregor. I handle security for all the top executives.
Do you have any idea why Kimble would be interested in these photographs?
No.
Where were they taken?
Gee, that's a big fish!
Cancun, Mexico.
It was a junket the company paid for some doctors.
-Kimble go with you? -You don't see him there, do you?
No. I told you I don't know him.
Do you mind if I look around to see if anything's missing?
No, I don't mind.
How'd you lose that arm?
In the line of duty.
Cosmo, this guy's dirty.
Yes, he is.
-You want our people on him? -Yes. Build a camp here.
I'll take care of it.
See this picture? I want you to find out who's the guy next to Sykes.
Find out his name, his age, his weight, his social security number...
...his location, relatives, pets, everything.
I am so sorry, Doctor, they said it was an emergency.
Thank you. Excuse me.
Mr. Bolton.
Chuck.
Richard.
Yeah, can you talk?
Yes, I'm on a hotel phone. So how are you? What's going on?
I found him, Chuck. I found the man who killed Helen.
-What? -It was me they were after.
Who are they?
Devlin MacGregor and Lentz.
Lentz was supervising the protocol for RDU-90.
He knew I found out it was causing liver damage. It was Lentz.
Richard, Lentz is dead.
What? How?
He died in a car accident last summer.
Can you prove this about the drug?
Yeah, I think so.
I need your help, Chuck.
Call Bones at the hospital. Tell him to give me whatever help I need.
I'll call him now.
Okay. Thanks.
Dr. Nichols!
Can we ask you a few more questions?
Mr. Gerard.
You got a copy of that photograph?
U.S. Marshal Service.
Excuse us.
This is Fredrick Sykes.
He's a security specialist at Devlin MacGregor Pharmaceuticals.
Richard Kimble broke into his apartment.
Do you know this man?
No, I don't know him.
You're getting pretty desperate, aren't you, Mr. Gerard?
Oh, yeah.
I told you, you wouldn't find Richard.
-Has he been to see you? -No.
We've been over this ground before, haven't we?
-So, if you'll excuse me. -Sure.
-Thanks, Doc. -Thank you, Doctor.
Sorry, I want to ask you one more question about the photograph.
See the guy standing on the right side of the fish?
Ever see him before?
This guy right here?
I've never seen that person in my life before.
-Okay. -I'm sorry.
Thank you.
Thank you, Doctor. Enjoy the rest of the convention.
"Alternatives to Cardio-Non-Invasive Arterial Plaque-Reducing Therapy.
"Keynote speaker, Charles Nichols."
Bet they line up to hear this one.
If you were Richard Kimble...
...why would you hunt for a one-armed man you say killed your wife...
...break into his house, call us up and then split?
I should have been a doctor.
Look at this blow-up. This guy in the picture with Sykes. On his shirt.
Chicago Memorial.
I want to go there.
Go!
Wait.
Devlin MacGregor...
...did 7 1/2 billion dollars in net sales...
...last year alone.
That company is a monster.
Yeah, talk to me.
Absolutely.
It's a liver sample...
...from a patient on the RDU-90 drug study.
21. January 21st?
The last one!
1-7-4-3-0?
1-7-4-3-0. You got it.
Thanks. I'll make sure all this stuff gets back to you.
-It's good to see you again. -Good to see you.
So whatever happened to that thing with your wife?
It's not over yet.
What's going on?
How should I know?
I think his name is Lentz. A pathologist.
I remember because he died last summer.
Oh, my God. Richard!
What are you doing here?
Hi, Kath.
Have a look.
-What do you think? -Cold normal.
Clearly not the same tissue.
And not only did they all come from healthy livers...
...they all came from the same liver.
Kath, you beauty.
Excuse me.
Mr. Roosevelt?
I am Deputy Biggs, this is Deputy Newman. We're U.S. marshals.
Need some information about a Dr. Lentz who was on staff here.
I want to know if he knew or have had any contact with a Dr. Richard Kimble?
I haven't seen Dr. Kimble.
I didn't ask that.
I wouldn't know.
If you'll excuse me, I have prior obligations to attend to.
I think you're lying to us.
You think Lentz is the bad guy?
Yeah, why not?
He was one of the original patent boys in RDU-90.
I was sending in my tissue samples...
...he was replacing them with healthy samples, issuing the path reports...
...shit-canning my stuff. Easy.
Wait a minute.
Lentz died August 21st.
Half the samples he approved were signed the day he died.
You're kidding.
Someone else must have been manipulating this.
Someone with access.
Thanks, Kath.
Where're you going?
To see a friend.
This is giving me a headache.
That's surprising. Where did Roosevelt say Kimble was going?
He says he doesn't know.
-Do you believe him? -Yes, I do.
He says he was here to pick up some tissue samples...
...for a drug study.
But listen, get this.
The release was approved by Dr. Charles Nichols.
Nichols also knew Lentz.
He was Lentz's boss.
He was covering for Kimble.
Send the C.P.D. over there right now.
We're going to send a bunch of cops. Make sure they turn that place inside out.
Don't let them give you shit about your ponytail either. Well done.
My pleasure, Sam.
Dr. Nichols lied to me.
-Go find him. -I'm on it.
He's gone by now.
I looked every place you told me to look and I didn't see him.
I'm telling you.
If he was in the hospital, I would have found him.
So what do you want me to do?
Hold on. Wait a minute.
I marked him. I got him now.
Dr. Alexander Lentz.
"A noted pathologist at Chicago Memorial Hospital...
"...was walking to his daily tennis match when an unidentified vehicle...
"...slammed his body...
"...into the barriers that separate the Drive from Lake Michigan."
Sam, you're not going to believe this.
Sykes' records for the past two years show no calls to Kimble.
It was a thought.
But when I cross-checked Kimble's phone records, one came up.
Kimble called Sykes...
Get Sykes in here now.
...on the night of the murder...
...7:30 P.M...
...from his car phone.
Do you have the arrest report on Kimble?
-7:30 P.M. -19:30 hours.
They just went in. Sykes is gone.
He's nowhere to be found.
He's gone.
Possible sighting of Richard Kimble on northbound El coming into Van Buren.
Move to the door, Doc.
This is my stop.
This is my stop too.
You missed your stop.
A transit cop spotted Kimble on the El, he is heading toward Balbo.
The C.P.D. is on the way.
Attention all units. Transit police report officer down at Balbo Station.
Kimble is suspect. Repeat officer down.
What'd he do, shoot a cop?
Chicago P.D. will eat him alive.
It is a joy and a privilege... to introduce tonight's keynote speaker.
For the past four years...
...he has served as the A. Jude Robinson Fellow...
...and Administrative Chief of Pathology...
...at Chicago Memorial Hospital.
Where are the emergency exits?
Suspect seen entering Hilton Tower Mall, lower level. Repeat....
You don't think--
I know where he's going.
Biggs, Newman, where are you?
He was appointed to the Board of Directors...
...of Devlin MacGregor Pharmaceuticals.
You all please give a warm welcome...
...to Dr. Charles Nichols.
Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen...
...my friends and colleagues.
It's great you're all here tonight.
C.P.D. reported an officer down and a guy with two guns--
-Kimble do it? -Conflicting reports.
He entered the hotel from the subway.
-That's my man! -Not anymore.
He's going down. You can help by staying out.
Arrest us!
Lock it up! Start at the lower level.
All units report when lower level is secure.
All units, secure all lower level exits.
Go and find the hotel security office. Stay in touch with me on the radio.
Now, a new drug...
...on the cusp of approval by the Food and Drug Administration...
...is poised to change these old methods forever.
Deputy Newman, U.S. Marshal's Service.
Sam, I'm in.
...through the normal metabolic pathways in the liver.
The drug's name is...
...Provasic.
As I will show you tonight...
...Provasic is remarkably effective...
...and has no side effects whatsoever.
It is also noteworthy that this drug...
...that this drug was developed...
...in cooperation, not competition with Chicago Memorial Hospital...
...in what we hope will be...
...the model for a continued dishonest...
...excuse me, honest...
...open joint venture...
...between academic medicine...
...and the pharmaceutical industry....
Richard!
I'm sorry, I'm in the middle of this speech.
You almost got away with it.
I know all about it.
I can prove it.
Ladies and gentlemen, my friend Richard Kimble doesn't feel well...
...obviously...
...so if you just go on with your dessert and coffee....
Richard, would you step aside and let's talk.
So I'll be back in just a second.
You changed the samples, didn't you?
You switched the samples...
...after Lentz died.
Let's stay calm, people.
After Lentz died, you were the only one who had access.
You switched the samples...
...and the pathology reports.
You killed Lentz too?
Call Security.
Did you?
He falsified his research...
...so RDU-90 could be...
...approved and...
...Devlin MacGregor could give you Provasic.
All right, it's all over, folks.
Let's just stay calm.
You never give up, Richard, do you? You never give up!
Why Helen?
Glad you're here.
Which way'd they go?
-Toward the Presidential Suite. -Where's that?
-Southeast corner. -How many exits are there in this room?
We got a total of four: Two on the east, two on the west.
Kimble's on the roof!
Cosmo, that way.
Stop! Stay where you are!
This is the Chicago police!
Put your hands in the air!
The building is totally secure.
I repeat, do not move!
Put your hands in the air!
I repeat, stay where you are!
Talk to me.
They're headed to the north end of the roof.
Newman!
Get that helicopter out of here!
As soon as you get a clean shot...
...you take him out.
Newman, get rid of the helicopter!
-Why? -Because I don't want to get shot!
C.P.D., there's a U.S. marshal out on the roof. Hold your fire!
Call off the helicopter!
Don't shoot.
This guy ever quit?
Find out where that elevator stops.
Northwest elevator! Where does it stop?
Where did they go? Where did they go?
-Stopped on the 5th floor. -They're on the 5th floor.
-What's on the 5th floor? -It's the laundry.
They stopped at the laundry.
We're on the 5th floor. What's your 20?
It's right behind you.
What the hell is going on here?
You got to keep the C.P.D. out. They're much too hot to suit me.
I want you to get rid of all these people.
Okay, people, stay calm.
Cosmo, come with me.
Dr. Richard Kimble!
There's no way out of here, Richard!
The entire building is locked down!
Give it up, you don't have any time!
Chicago Police Department thinks you're a cop killer!
They will shoot you on sight!
Richard, I know you're innocent!
I know about Fredrick Sykes!
I know about Dr. Charles Nichols!
Richard, he borrowed your car the night of your wife's murder!
He had the keys!
No forced entry, Richard.
He telephoned Sykes from your car, Richard!
Give it up!
I'm either lying to you or I'm going to shoot you!
What do you think?
Give it up! It's time to stop running!
They killed my wife.
I know it, Richard.
I know it.
But, it's over now.
You know, I'm glad.
I need the rest.
Who killed Kimble's wife?
Kimble was convicted of it.
You've got a one-armed man in custody.
-Is that the guy? -I have no idea.
How many one-armed men are there?
There're a lot of them.
Could you have made a mistake?
You got a deadline, play the weather again.
Tell Samuel Gerard I'm going home now. I'm taking my vacation.
Clear this area. Everybody clear.
Watch your head.
Where is that thing?
Let me see those hands, Doctor.
I thought you didn't care.
I don't.
Don't tell anybody, okay?