We're all gonna get out of here tomorrow morning, free as birds.
How do we do that?
You're gonna be a soldier, a friend of her husband's.
She'll drive. She'll be driving you back to your base.
What about you and Mooney?
We'll be in the trunk behind the rear seat.
I cut a little hole back there
and I stick a gun through it.
It'll be pointing at her head and at yours.
NARRATOR:
A QM Production.
Starring David Janssen as Dr. Richard Kimble.
An innocent victim of blind justice,
falsely convicted for the murder of his wife,
reprieved by fate when a train wreck freed him
en route to the death house.
Freed him to hide in lonely desperation,
to change his identity, to toil at many jobs.
Freed him to search for a one-armed man
he saw leave the scene of the crime.
Freed him to run before the relentless pursuit
of the police lieutenant obsessed with his capture.
The guest stars in tonight's story:
Paul Richards,
Lou Antonio.
And special guest star Shirley Knight.
ANNOUNCER:
One community appears much like any other
to a man who travels a lot.
To Richard Kimble, fugitive,
some are friendlier than others,
some more colorful.
But they all have one thing in common:
danger.
Hello, there.
Come over here.
Mooney, why-? Why don't you see what he's got there?
I wouldn't do that.
Who are you?
Morse. Ed Morse.
You don't, uh-? You don't know who we are?
No.
Of course not.
How would you possibly know a thing like that?
If that's where you're from, it's your business.
I've got troubles of my own.
Police troubles?
Maybe.
Are you hurt?
Look, uh...
just be quiet, huh?
All right?
This ought to fit you fine.
I got nothing to offer you, Smiley.
You know that.
Hello, Pete.
Sheriff, I heard the APB.
Dispatcher said you got four.
Five, counting him.
Two dead, one dying, one still unconscious.
Three more to go.
Smiley, you'll be going back tomorrow
or the next day or maybe the day after that.
That's right.
After you tell us about Pinkerton and the others.
You know the routine.
I got nothing to tell.
He goes one way, we go the other. That's all.
Peterson.
What?
When did it happen?
Yeah, I'll tell him.
Cogan just died.
What good you figure it's doing to help Pinky, anyway?
I don't care about Pinky much.
I'd just like to make it as tough for you people as I can.
I appreciate what you're saying, Smiley.
You've made it pretty tough already.
But that works both ways, of course. You know that.
The only difference is I don't particularly enjoy
making it tough on you.
Sheriff.
By train. Pinky and the other two went by train.
That's all I can tell you. They hopped a freight.
I wouldn't put that white shirt on over that.
Yeah.
H-hand me that T-shirt, will you?
I may be able to stop the bleeding.
Why? Are you a doc?
Well, I know a little medicine.
Well, tell me something: Why, uh...?
Why should you wanna help me, huh?
I mean, what-? What's in it for you?
My life, maybe.
And yours.
Now, I'm not going to be much help to him, am I?
No.
What makes you think we'd kill you?
A guess.
You might have a point too.
Maybe he is in trouble with the cops.
Well, what do you expect him to say, right?
Pinky, I don't see- Look, Matt,
now, there are gonna be things we're gonna have to do
that neither of us is gonna like very much.
We talked about that.
Uh, I- I don't like it any- Any more than you do.
The odds are you'll bleed to death before this train stops.
Like he did.
Now, I've forgotten more about poker than you'll ever know,
so I recognize a bluff when I see one.
Not a bad try, though.
Suppose you don't know that much about it?
Suppose you hurt him worse? Yeah.
Take a look at him.
He's gonna get worse if that bullet's still in him.
As a matter of fact, the bullet could kill him
even before he bled to death, like he did.
All right.
Make a deal first.
You got it. Just, um, get started, will you?
Get that crate over there.
All right, lie down.
I'll need that knife.
Easy.
If he lives, I live, right?
Right, right, right.
And if he doesn't, you don't.
Now, you heard what he said, doc.
Hey, you don't mind if I call you doc, do you?
It'll give me a little more confidence.
Get one of those doors. I need some light.
Fellows, the State Patrol's handling the whole deal,
so we'll know more about that later on.
Good evening. How do?
I'm Lieutenant Peterson.
These fellows were up from Topeka.
That security office really moves when it has to.
I certainly appreciate your help.
What time is the freight due?
Seven o'clock.
Oh, we'll throw a red block on it.
Now, I want every car searched.
You boys are more experienced in this than I am,
so whatever methods you wanna use is all right with me.
My, uh, partner and I will follow your lead.
And thank you, fellas.
That's a good job.
Professional.
Maybe you are a doctor, huh?
Is he unconscious?
It's more likely he's asleep.
Loss of blood makes him weak.
How long since he's has food?
Uh, nine, ten hours.
We busted out right after breakfast.
Well, he needs food.
How'd you get mixed up in this prison break?
You couldn't have had that much more time to serve.
What do you know about it?
You're Matt Mooney, aren't you?
Weren't you once a middleweight contender?
Yeah.
I read about you.
What was the charge, manslaughter?
I hit a guy and he died.
Only it wasn't in the ring.
Anybody else and it would've probably been self-defense,
but not me.
They say these are deadly weapons.
They gave me five years.
What about them?
Lifers.
Look, don't ask me any more questions, okay?
Hey, we're slowing down.
We're not supposed to stop again till we hit Kansas City.
Something's wrong.
Mooney? Where are we?
I don't know.
Some kind of depot up ahead. A big one.
Give me a hand.
Easy.
As soon as this thing stops, we get off.
Doc, you come along.
We may need you.
Mooney, where's the gun?
Oh.
You coming, doc?
Better go get him, Matt.
You gonna be all right? Look, just get him, will you?
I-in one piece. Go on.
You coming quiet?
Pete.
Yes?
I-I'm sorry to bother you, ma'am, but I'm-
Well, I'm having car trouble down the street here.
Would you mind if I use your phone for just a minute?
On, no, I wouldn't mind.
Thank you.
Um, please don't be frightened.
Are you alone, ma'am?
Yes, I am.
Well, because the, uh- The table is set for two.
I'm expecting my daughter home.
Oh, just your daughter? I mean, no, uh-
No husband or no son- Son-in-law?
No. Well, my daughter and I are both widows.
I have pictures.
Quite a lot of them.
Nobody else here.
What's your name, ma'am?
Mrs. Ross.
Margaret Ross.
Oh, may I call you Margaret?
Yes, you may.
Thank you.
Well, Margaret, uh, my friends and I
are going to be staying with you for a while.
I-I don't know exactly how long,
but, uh, well, we don't want anybody to know about it.
So you won't try to tell.
I won't tell.
Fine.
Now, I could, uh-
I could use some rest
and I'm sure we could all use something to eat.
All right.
Doc,
why don't you turn this thing on and-?
And that radio off?
ANNOUNCER And now all but three of the escaped convicts
are either dead or in custody.
An all points bulletin has alerted police
throughout the state.
Here are descriptions of the three men still at large.
This interruption in your regularly-scheduled program
was at the request of the State Patrol.
We now return you to The Late Show-
You, uh, watch, uh, what's-his-name.
Your daughter?
Yes, I think so.
You think so. Now, who else would be coming here?
I mean, is it your daughter?
Yes, it is. Fine.
You won't hurt her?
Of course not.
Not if I don't have to.
Mama, I'm home.
Quiet, now. Don't yell.
Try not to be upset, dear.
We won't be harmed if we don't cause any trouble.
Mama, are you all right?
Oh, yes. Uh, these men are escaped prisoners, you know.
Well, well. Uh, Margaret,
do you, uh-?
Do you remember our names well enough
to introduce us to your daughter?
Yes, I believe I do.
Uh, Mona, this is, uh, Mr. Matt Mooney,
uh, Mr. Pinkerton.
And, uh, this is Dr. Richard Kimble.
How did you know that?
Oh, she reads a lot.
Crime magazines.
Richard Kimble, the, uh... doctor, sure.
The one who strangled his wife. Now, you see, Mooney?
You're not the only one of us who kills people with his hands.
Well, it looks like I'm less primitive than either of you.
Margaret, uh, I think we've had enough delays, don't you?
Uh, why don't we eat?
Yes.
Uh, not you, Mona.
No, you stay with us.
Insurance against your mother trying to trot out of here
or maybe telephoning.
Maybe we should cut the phone wire.
No, maybe we shouldn't.
If the police phone here and find the dead wire,
they just might have brains enough to come right out here.
Now, you sit right over here with us. Oh, don't worry.
You have nothing to fear, at least not from me.
I'm wounded.
Uh, she brought some liquor with her.
That's very nice.
All right.
You and Mona fix drinks for all of us.
Uh, make mine very light.
How long you been running now, doctor?
Two years.
Remarkable.
Well, that ought to convince you
I'm not gonna tell anyone where you are,
especially the police.
Oh, not in person, naturally, but there's nothing to keep you
from picking up the telephone and finking on us anonymously.
You know, I have to stop using expressions like that.
It's the company I've been keeping the last few years.
Besides, this, uh, side of mine
still hurts like the devil.
Anyway, I like your company.
Do you realize how long it's been
since I talked to anybody that's had an IQ of over 70?
Aren't you underestimating Mooney?
Not much.
Excuse me. Thank you.
Well, Mooney, uh, we can drink to our new friends,
our new freedom.
Hey, watch it!
I'm sorry.
Oh.
That's all right.
Cops.
Now get in the kitchen with the old lady. Help me.
Now, Mona, one bit of trouble from you,
and no more Mommy.
Now, you understand that?
Kimble, bring your drink.
Mona, get rid of them.
Hi.
Hello, Pete. What a nice surprise.
Would you like a drink?
Well, I would love one, except that I'm on duty.
Can I use your phone?
Yes, of course.
Thank you.
Oh, Pete? Hm?
Don't go into the kitchen.
I don't want you to see the mess that it's in.
Um, why don't you use the phone in my bedroom?
All right. Thank you.
Yes, sir. I'm pretty sure that it was Frank Vincent's body,
but I don't think the bloodstained cloth was his.
There was some other stuff in the car.
It's my guess is that one of the other men was wounded.
Barney went down to the lab to check out the blood type.
Yes, sir. That's right.
Now, I need eight extra men on the roadblocks I've set up.
Thank you, sir.
I want you to lock the door, Mona.
And I don't want you to let anybody in unless you know them.
Now, you tell your mother that too.
By the way, where is she?
Oh, she, uh- She felt a cold coming on
and she's lying down.
Last time I- I looked, she was asleep.
Well, I'm sorry. Give her my regards.
Pete...
um, be careful.
Thank you, Mona.
Now, I don't know whether those men are in the area or not,
but if they are, they'll most likely come here.
So I'm gonna have your place patrolled.
Oh, I-I don't think you-
I do.
Now, there'll be some spotlights coming over your house
now and then, but don't let it bother you.
All right.
Good night.
Very good.
Oh, thank you.
Let's eat.
Yes, let's do.
I'm starved.
Margaret, that was a wonderful dinner.
We're all indebted to you.
Thank you very much.
Mama, how many of those have you taken?
Well, I really don't know, dear. I'm afraid I've lost count.
Are they tranquilizers?
Yes, doctor. Tranquilizers.
They make me very tranquil.
Such a lovely word.
Tranquil.
Um, your mother's hooked, isn't she?
She's, uh- She's not supposed to get upset.
It's bad for her ulcer.
I never do get upset.
The moment I think I might, I take another pill.
They work real fine, and, uh, they're not harmful.
And it makes me very tranquil.
Mama, you're sleepy.
Matt.
Uh, why don't you go with them
and lock Margaret's door and bring me the key?
You're still a gentleman, doctor,
even after running for a couple of years.
Why not?
Uh...
Mona.
Uh, how-? How long have you been a widow?
Long enough. Almost a year.
I see. I don't suppose that any of the, uh, departed's clothes
are still here?
Some.
Mostly uniforms.
Unif- Oh, he was a soldier?
He died gloriously in the service of his country?
Not exactly.
He was killed in a jeep accident at the base.
I see.
Well, would his uniforms fit any of us?
He was about the same size as the doctor.
Kimble? I see.
Well, you know, uh, that-
That just might be very helpful.
I could use a little help with the dishes.
I'll do it.
Uh, she likes you and Mooney is jealous.
She's not a very bright girl.
Oh, she knows what she's doing.
No, she doesn't. She thinks this is a game.
Well, then she's not a very bright girl,
and she deserves to lose.
Now, I've got this whole thing figured out.
We're all gonna get out of here tomorrow morning, free as birds.
How do we do that?
You're gonna be a soldier, a friend of her husband's.
She'll drive. She'll be driving you back to your base.
What about you and Mooney?
We'll be in the trunk, behind the rear seat.
I cut a little hole back there
and I stick a gun through it.
It'll be pointing at her head and at yours.
Oh.
How did I get, uh, in here in the first place?
Oh, uh...
...you were already here.
You were napping in the den when that cop came in.
Now, she didn't wanna mention it
because, well,
she didn't wanna give him the wrong impression.
Well, this thing is, uh...
You'd better give that some rest.
Yeah.
Hey, doctor, I- I hope you haven't forgotten everything
you learned in medical school.
Oh, Mooney.
Look, I've, uh- I gotta get some sleep.
Keep an eye on the girl, if you don't mind.
Okay.
And, uh, if she goes to sleep,
make sure that her door is open.
What about him?
Oh, he's not going anywhere.
Doctor, I'll call you if I need you.
Um, look at me. I'm soaking wet.
I'll be right back.
Well, you heard what Pinky said. I have to keep an eye on her.
No. Don't do that.
Don't!
Come on.
Mooney, don't rough up the doctor.
Thank you. He- He wouldn't stop.
Just what do you expect?
You've been flirting with the big, bad criminals
ever since you came in.
That isn't true.
Isn't it?
I didn't mean for him. He's an animal.
Everyone's an animal.
Some are just worse than others.
Do you know what makes them that way? Other people.
Speaking from personal experience, no doubt.
No doubt.
Now, he's no big, bad criminal.
He happened to kill a man accidentally.
But he can turn into one
with a little help from people like you and you.
You know, you're certainly making it difficult
for a man to get any sleep.
Come on, Mooney. Now, you leave the doctor alone
because I need him.
Come on.
I'm sorry, I...
Forget it.
I, uh- I've never known any men like them
or- Or you before.
My husband- The men in my life
haven't been what you would call colorful.
You know what I mean?
There's nothing like running from the law
to make a man colorful.
That isn't what I mean.
What I'm trying to say is I was wrong.
I guess I've been wrong for a long time
about what's exciting and what isn't.
And then we head for Florida.
I have friends down there.
Now, is there any reason why that shouldn't work?
No, it's good, Pinky.
Good.
I'm glad you like it.
Uh, after tomorrow morning,
we won't have any further use for the girl.
Unless you can think of something.
Doc?
Doc, listen, this side is giving me, uh, fits.
Hey, uh- Easy, now.
Dawn'll be coming up in a couple of hours.
Not like thunder, I hope.
You'll be able to get some more sleep.
You need it more than I do.
I'll tell you something, doctor.
If it weren't for that side,
I'd be sleeping like a baby right now.
Not a worry in the world, huh?
Not a worry in the world, that's right.
No, there's nothing in this life that I'm lacking right now,
except a little money.
And I, uh- I don't think it'll be too difficult for me
to get some of that.
Well, it's nice to have a profession to fall back on.
A profession, huh?
Hey, easy.
Yeah, a profession.
Uh, science, uh, skill.
Although I- I don't think
that you totally approve of my profession.
I'll tell you something, though.
I never-
Hey.
I never, um- I never killed anybody, ahem,
that was of any use to society, at least no good use.
Most of those that I killed
were the well-known enemies of.
You know, I spent eight years in med school
and quite a few years practicing medicine
just to preserve lives.
Hey.
And all that while you were taking them away faster
than I could save them.
Well, the, uh, ahem- The funny thing is
that you and I are wanted for exactly the same crime.
Not because I tried your business,
but because you tried mine.
And, doctor, you- You were an amateur at it.
What are you doing? What's the matter? I wake you up?
I didn't know where you were.
I'm right here.
Listen, Mooney, is the girl still awake?
No, she's asleep.
Well, tell her I need some of those pills.
Wake her up.
Uh, what-? What was I saying?
Oh, yeah, yeah. You and I are in the same predicament,
only we're...
We're not in the same category.
By all definitions, you are a murderer.
And, uh, I'm not.
You're just a killer.
Just a-
Well, yeah.
Uh...
Well, now th-that's right.
Uh, but the difference is this:
That a murderer kills for personal reasons, right?
I mean, revenge, anger.
Uh, well, some of them just because they like to.
But not me.
I only kill for money,
except when I had to- To save my life.
But y-you know something?
I- I never even, uh, hated anybody.
You all right?
Thank you.
Am I all right? Oh, I'm fine.
Listen, now,
I'm gonna get some sleep,
and let's all be ready to cut out of here by 8:00.
All right?
Just give me a hand.
Doc, thank you very much.
You did a grand job.
You can go to bed now.
I was dreaming when he woke me.
What do you think he'll do afterwards?
Well, I think you'll be all right.
I'm frightened.
Well, I can't tell you not to be.
I can't believe you murdered your wife.
I didn't.
All right.
Can I please tell my mama?
Look, just- Just do what I say, will you?
And maybe you'll be back before your mama wakes up.
Come on, I-let's- Let's go.
Okay, open it up.
Who was that?
It was just Lindstrom.
Who?
Just the housekeeper.
It's all right, I only waved.
Whose housekeeper?
Our cleaning woman.
Going to your house?
I forgot about it.
Oh, fine.
Look, turn around.
No, Pinky. Why?
Just turn around and go back.
Yoo-hoo, Mrs. Ross! I'm here.
Mrs. Ross?
You still asleep?
Now, Mrs. Ross, you know better than that.
You hadn't ought to lock yourself up in that room
like that.
I-it's Mrs. Ross. She's dead.
I want the police. She's been-
Mama?
Mona. Mona.
Give me the gun.
Why? I don't understand.
Just give me the gun. We gotta get out of here.
Get out of here? Then why we'd come back?
Matt, I don't have time to explain.
Give me the gun.
You killed that woman.
That poor woman. Pinky.
Listen, Matt, now, there's a time when you've got to kill.
I know. It- It- It's my business.
I know these things, huh?
Matt, we'll never be free
as long as any of them get out of here alive.
Now, give me the gun.
Please.
Matt, give me the gun.
You didn't have to.
You don't have to now.
You want to.
Matt, no.
Don't run.
You got a chance now.
Let them take you back.
Get rid of the gun.
Somebody tried to call the police.
These are the two men you want.
I give up.
Captain, what happened here?
Better take a look in the bedroom.
Go look, find a phone and call the State Patrol
and get Pete over here.
Oh, captain, stick around till we get this straightened out.
Captain, I'm a-
I'm a little confused.
Now, you must have been here last night when I stopped by.
Yes, I was, uh, in the den. With them.
Oh. Well, Mona said nothing about it.
Well, they had a gun.
I was afraid of what Pinkerton might do.
Well, uh, if that's all, lieutenant,
I should be getting back to the post.
You can have my car.
I was going to drive him, but I...
Well, I will, uh-
I'll have to get a statement from you on paper.
Well, uh- Well, is it possible to, uh, send a man over
to the post headquarters? I'm in the Operations division.
Yeah, I guess we can do that.
Better hurry up.
Please say hello to your wife and your family.
I'll, uh...
find a way to get the car back to you.
Mona, your friend, the captain.
Haven't I seen him somewhere before?
It's very possible. He-
He was a close friend of my husband's.
You know, if it hadn't been for him and Mooney,
I, uh- I probably wouldn't be here.
As a doctor, Richard Kimble was sworn to the preservation
of human life.
Now, years later, as he travels the lonely path
from city to city and state to state,
the life he is searching to save
is his own.
What are you doing here? The police, señor.
No, don't do- Don't do that!
A QM Production.
Starring David Janssen as Dr. Richard Kimble.
falsely convicted for the murder of his wife,
Freed him to hide in lonely desperation,
Freed him to run before the relentless pursuit
The guest stars in tonight's story:
and Ben Piazza.
Please, Paco, in English. I'm still a gringo.
Señor Amo is hurt very bad.
For the common laborer, a haven of perpetual harvest.
For Richard Kimble, a sanctuary.
But here, on this fertile land,
where the miracle of life stands in rich abundance,
to its own purpose.
Jim.
We've sent for help, Lee.
Please don't try to talk.
You take care of him.
For me, Jim.
...good.
Lee!
Oh! No, Flo,
Lee. Señora, it does not help.
Take her to the house, Jim.
Come on.
Señor Wallace, I'm here to help you.
why don't you, uh, clean up Mr. Hagerman's son's car?
He's coming home. Sort of a welcome home gift.
Hello, Jim.
Tomorrow afternoon, 2:00.
We'd like to be present if it's permissible.
She, uh, asked me to take charge until everything got cleared,
It's fine, Jim.
by, uh, end of next week.
No.
After that, perhaps it is better if we find work somewhere else.
You're quitting?
We have worked for Señor Amo for many years.
His son will not be easy to help.
You've got something against Blaine Hagerman.
Forget the old ones, huh?
this is no time to hold a grudge.
There are other workers.
If you're going to walk out.
We are too quick to turn our back on the widow of Señor Amo.
You forget quickly, old man.
No, I don't forget.
that so inadequately describe our feelings.
beloved and respected as Señor Amo by his employees,
a guardian of strength to his friends and loved ones.
could we not pause these final few moments...
Don't you think it would be better
if I waited back at the house, Blaine?
Oh, relax, baby. This will only take a minute.
Give me the sack.
How's that?
Very touching.
Here,
to what was once fallow and wasted soil,
came a man of energy and vision.
He plowed and he planted,
and he brought forth
a great burst of life to this land.
We, as his-
Now, as we prepare to bid goodbye to Leland Hagerman,
friend, husband,
and father,
there is happiness and contentment in our hearts,
for this man has earned his place in heaven
in so short a time on earth.
Welcome him, O Lord.
Let him rest in that glorious serenity,
which you so graciously promise to us all
who someday will follow.
Okay.
Hold it.
Go ahead.
You're Jim Wallace, right?
Yes. I, uh- I've been waiting to talk to you.
I didn't think you'd want to meet anyone
so soon after the, uh, funeral.
On the contrary, I want to know all my employees.
Well, at your convenience, then we'll go over the topping
and root-cutting schedules,
since you aren't familiar with them.
How long have you been working here?
Three months.
Well, since I've, uh,
spent most of my life in this, uh,
paradise, I think you can trust me.
So if you'll leave the schedules in the shop,
I'll look at them when I get a chance.
Your, uh, father used to go over the schedules
with the harvest foreman, to work them out together.
Would you stop that?
So if you will leave the schedules in the shop...?
Let's go.
Now, there's a good-looking woman.
Ernesto,
is that what you like?
Cheapness?
My Carlina was not like that.
Good morning.
Morning, Jim.
I know that things have fallen a little behind
in the last few days.
Don't worry about it. We'll catch up.
Have you met Blaine yet?
Yes.
That's all? No reaction?
What kind of a reaction would you like?
I'm sorry, Jim.
I know he's not going to be winning
any love and fellowship awards,
but he is Lee's son.
That means we both have to give him a chance,
and then, if necessary, another one.
Why do you make it sound uphill?
It is.
Oh, he has some of his father's traits,
but he has some traits his father wouldn't have.
So, like it or lump it, I've got to teach him
how to run this ranch.
An awful lot of families
depend upon the Hagerman payroll.
Flo- What kind of traits, Flo?
Oh, Jim, he's my step-son, not yours.
The last thing Lee said to me...
The last thing Lee said to me was, "Please help my son. "
All right, I'm trying to help, but somebody's gotta talk to me,
somebody's gotta say something.
Let's start with why everyone wanted to quit
when they knew Blaine was coming back. Why?
All right.
There was a young Mexican girl,
Carlina Flores, Raphael's daughter.
A year ago, she was riding in a car with Blaine
and there was an accident, and Carlina was killed.
At first, they were holding Blaine
on reckless driving charges,
but Lee managed to smooth things over with most people.
But he wasn't able to do so much with the Mexican community.
There were some ugly rumors
that the accident had been on purpose,
and pretty nasty threats.
So Lee sent Blaine to Europe for a long trip,
to give time for tempers to cool off.
Why would anyone think that the accident was on purpose?
Well, as you must have noticed, our prodigal likes his women.
And Carlina was also pregnant.
So now you're part of the family, Jim.
Are you having trouble, Señor Blaine?
It's a shame.
Such a fine motor car.
What are you doing here, Raphael?
Why, nothing, Señor Blaine.
We are employees. We work in your groves.
Then why aren't you working?
We are.
Carlos, show Señor Blaine how we are working.
You see?
We're grafting the young trees, like your father told us.
But first we have to cut them.
There are no young trees in this part of the grove.
Yes, you are right.
Only old trees
who cannot live in peace
because we take from them all that is theirs.
It is a selfish way, don't you think so, Señor Blaine?
I-
Anything wrong?
No. Just a little, uh, accident.
He's a lucky man with accidents.
Yeah.
Well, you've got work to do, uh,
Raphael, the west grove needs picking.
Listen, Jim, you're a busy man.
Forget about this.
We'll be happy to help Señor Blaine.
I'll take care of it.
Go on, get in the truck, Blaine.
La señora is-
La señora is lucky to have a man like you working for her.
And so is he, my friend.
Blaine,
I'll have one of the boys in the shop
get your car for you.
Thanks.
And you might ask them to sew the seat.
The upholstery got torn.
Well, I think you ought to stay out of the groves
for a while.
There's a lot of equipment working.
You might, uh, run into something accidentally.
Like some Chicanos trying to stick a knife in me?
Well, don't press your luck.
I'd stay out of the groves for a while.
You know something, Wallace?
I've been home four days,
and you've managed to get in my way most of them.
I was just trying to be helpful.
Boy Scouts are helpful.
You're trying to play king of the mountain.
Well, the king is dead,
and it's time there were some changes around here,
like around the ranch.
This has gotten to be a very, uh,
expensive operation,
and since I have to cut back on some salaries,
I'm afraid I'm gonna have to let you go.
I'm sorry, Wallace.
I think you're making a mistake, Blaine.
Uh, you stay out of this.
That's not gonna be easy, since I'm still
the business manager of this ranch.
Your father said that Jim could stay on as long as he wanted.
Now, don't you think your father's word
should be respected?
It's all right, Flo. I-
It's not all right at all.
I think it's time we cleared the air here.
I think the air is pretty clear.
Hadn't you better read the will?
This ranch belongs to me.
Your father wrote a codicil to the will after your, um,
difficulty last year.
Counting the new land gifts to the Mexican families,
and a revised share for me, you own roughly 50 percent.
That's not even a majority vote.
You didn't waste any time, did you?
It was your father's decision to change the will, not mine.
Is that why you keep him around?
A wealthy widow can afford
to make her old age more comfortable.
Jim.
There's some, uh, work schedules in the study
I'd like go over with you.
Oh, uh, Blaine?
Mr. Wells at the bank called.
He told me about your wanting to sell the ranch
for a housing development.
I told him I didn't think it was a good idea.
In case I need flying lessons, where does she keep her broom?
What are you doing here?
Your room got stuffy.
Besides, I thought you were gonna show me a good time.
I am, baby, I am.
So comb your hair and make yourself pretty.
We're going to Los Angeles, and I'm gonna show you
how the big boys win an argument.
When did you check in?
I'm a houseguest.
You know, I figured that out all by myself.
Now, don't get steamed up, honey.
I'm checking out today.
That's nice.
Blaine, I'd like to talk to you.
Come in. Please, come in.
I just ran into one of your, uh, playmates in the hall.
Now, what you do is your own business.
When you do it in this house, it's mine.
I would appreciate your finding other accommodations
for your, uh, houseguests.
I'm sorry, Flo, I thought she left last night.
Would you care for some coffee?
No, thank you.
I have breakfast waiting for me in the kitchen.
Would you care for something to, uh,
read with your breakfast?
What is it?
I'd say it's a very well-kept secret.
You see? It's marked
"Confidential: Apex Detective Service. "
Go ahead, take a look. I won't tell a soul.
It came last night. All the way from Miami Beach.
It must have cost a lot of money.
I paid a bonus, as a matter of fact.
But look at the bonus I got.
You didn't read it all.
I know what it says.
Then, uh,
let's talk business,
business manager.
A report like that
could singe a lot of pious eyebrows around here.
What do you want?
Ten thousand for your share,
and you get out.
Half an acre of this land would bring twice that
in the open market.
But this is a private, family transaction.
What if I refuse?
There's a lawyer in L.A.
who thinks I have a pretty good case on moral grounds.
You know, purple lady entices wealthy old man into marriage
to get his estate.
Blaine,
what ever happened to you?
I'll check the storeroom.
We, uh, lost a hydraulic hose off the tractor.
Any inside? I think so.
Right back there on the shelf. Good.
What are you doing?
Moving.
You mean, out of the office?
Out of town.
Flo, uh,
is something the matter?
Oh, yes, there's something the matter.
Blaine's kicking me off the ranch.
It's all part of the game of How to Hate Your Stepmother.
You know, uh,
I'm still a good listener.
Blaine hired a private detective agency
to dig up some dirt on me.
You may as well hear the straight version,
instead of the way Blaine will tell it.
Did Lee ever tell you where we met?
No.
It was in a bar on Collins Avenue
in Miami Beach, eight years ago.
He was on vacation, big citrus king from California.
You see, he got ahold of my telephone number.
It was available.
He was lonely.
We went around together for a week,
just enjoyed each other's company.
Then the time came to say goodbye.
You know what he did?
He asked me to marry him, and I grabbed the chance.
Sure, I didn't love him then,
but that's not the way it turned out.
Blaine doesn't know that.
Nobody really knows what goes on between two people, do they?
So, what did the, uh,
private detectives come up with?
Oh, what I was.
Record of arrests,
statements from, uh, heh,
former clients.
Oh, a lot of seamy little facts
that a lawyer could, uh-
Boy, they could make sound like
all the original sins of the world.
Maybe he's bluffing.
No.
No, he's willing to use anything against me in this lawsuit
to force me out-
Ha-ha. -on moral grounds.
Well, Flo, what are you gonna do? Just give up?
What choice do I have?
He's willing to smear his father's name
just to get back at me.
I can't let him do that.
Are you worried about Lee,
or about what other people will say about you?
Well, in my former profession,
well, you're supposed to acquire a pretty thick skin.
Flo,
give, um-
Give Lee's friends a chance.
They're not sitting in judgment over his grave.
As for the rest of the people, what do you care?
You don't know Blaine.
He's vicious and clever.
What can I do?
Fight it, fight him.
It won't be very pleasant
when the newspapers get hold of that report.
No, it won't.
If only I had someone on my side at the trial
who could testify about me.
Flo, I'll, uh-
I'll do anything I can to help,
but I can't go to a trial.
There'll be publicity and pictures.
That night that Paco found you hiding in the garage...
And later, those radio reports.
An escaped fugitive from Los Angeles.
Is that why you're afraid of pictures, Jim?
You never asked me before.
I've always been grateful for that.
And I won't ask now.
Forget I said anything.
Excuse me.
I was looking for some wire.
The, uh, tailpipe is loose on my car.
There's a roll of wire in the tool shed.
The mechanic always keeps it there.
Thanks.
Have you been working here long?
I've been working here all day, but I get off at 5:00.
That's early.
Well. I was getting lonesome, lover.
Yeah, I see you were.
Well, where's the wire?
Are we gonna have to listen to that muffler
bang on the ground all the way back to town?
Sorry, baby, we're not going back to town just yet.
So, uh, get out and stretch your pretty legs.
I got something to do.
Hey, you. Uh, where's Paco?
I saw him carrying wood to the garage, Señor Blaine.
We're never gonna get a party started this way.
Oh, uh, excuse me.
Are you, uh, Mexican?
All the way.
Uh, well, tell me, uh,
how do I say in Mexican, uh, "You'll be sorry"?
Or maybe it should be, uh, "Who cares?"
Señor Blaine.
Hello, Paco.
I'd like to ask you some questions.
It was an accident.
The knife slipped from my hand and cut into the seat.
You don't like me very much, do you, Paco?
You are Señor Amo's son,
and I must show respect and obedience.
Very good, Paco.
And I will expect your obedience in answering my questions.
Um, tell me about Mr. Wallace,
when he first came to the ranch.
I know nothing, señor.
Well, didn't you find him hiding here in the garage?
I-I don't remember.
Why was he hiding, Paco?
Hm, why?
You know what this is, Paco?
Sí, señor. It is for cracking nuts.
You know, when I was in Hong Kong last month,
I saw something very much like this.
Only it was called a thumbscrew.
Have you ever heard of one?
Hm?
Well, it works,
uh, very much like this,
only...
instead of putting a walnut in,
you put in somebody's thumb.
Ahem. And then, uh,
you turn the handle.
It's very painful, Paco.
I-I came to the garage for some tools and he was here,
wounded, with a bullet in his leg.
Señor Amo said I must never tell anyone,
or Señor Wallace would get into trouble.
What kind of trouble, Paco?
Por favor, do not tell the police.
Señor Wallace is my friend.
Here, try it on all your dirty little amigos.
Operator, get me the sheriff's station.
Thank you for the, uh, pep talk, Jim,
and for the soft shoulder. I needed both.
I wish I could do more.
Well, of course, you could reconsider and stay.
Blaine might have heard more than we thought.
If he starts asking questions, then...
That's all I know, sheriff.
His name's Wallace and he had a bullet in his leg
when he came here three months ago.
Oh, just a minute, Mr. Hagerman.
We get any reports of a gunshot wound
out at the Hagerman ranch about three months ago, Bill?
No, I don't remember any.
I'll tell you what, Mr. Hagerman.
See if you can keep this Wallace fellow handy.
We'll come out and talk to him.
He'll be here. Don't worry.
We'll be there in about 20 minutes.
Thank you.
Tell Johnny to bring the car around front.
Oh, and see if you can find a couple of sacks.
Well, the lemons are ripe.
I'll get my clothes together and be on my way.
Well, at least stay the night.
You worked hard all day, you need rest.
I'll be all right.
What are you gonna do, Flo?
I plan to live on this ranch a long time, Jim,
if that's what you mean. Wait a minute.
Lee always insisted on adding a bonus to the paycheck
when a good man left.
So take this.
Don't give me argument.
Thanks, Flo.
You better go now before Blaine comes poking around.
That's no way to talk about your devoted stepson, Flo.
Going someplace, Wallace?
The tractor needs some parts.
Jim was just going to town to get them.
This late? It's almost 5.
The store is open until 9.
Oh, that's right.
I forgot.
Uh, Wallace,
I'd like to talk to you.
It won't take long.
Sure. What did you have in mind?
Uh, I've been thinking things over.
Uh, I made a mistake.
You are a good man to have around.
How would you like to take over as permanent foreman?
Uh, well, I appreciate the offer.
Then, uh, maybe we could discuss
those schedules that you mentioned.
Well, sure, uh-
But I, uh, would like to get into town
and get those tractor parts.
Oh, the tractor's not that important.
It could wait.
Uh, I would really rather discuss those schedules now,
unless, of course,
you have something more important to do, then...
No, nothing more important.
Good.
Uh, no, thank you.
Flo? No, thank you.
What are you trying to do, Blaine?
What if he doesn't want the job?
That's a little strange coming from you, Flo.
You've been his most loyal booster.
And rightly so.
Wallace,
you, uh,
give me the impression
that you're the kind of man who thrives on responsibility.
Now, I need somebody around here like that.
I need somebody who can, uh,
keep the workers in line.
Papa?
Yes, Paco?
I think I have done something very bad.
Mm-hm?
I told Señor Blaine about finding Señor Wallace
in the garage that night.
Why, Paco?
He made me.
He touched you?
No, but I think he was going to hurt me.
But I asked him not to tell the police,
like we promised Señor Amo.
When did you do this?
When I was putting the walnuts in the garage.
You are right, Paco.
It is very bad what you have done.
Paco,
where is Señor Wallace?
In the house with la señora.
Quick, tell him the police are coming.
Pronto!
Come on, stop it.
Come on, how about a little kiss?
Come on, come on.
Señor Wallace.
Where is Señor Wallace? What are you doing here?
The police, señor. Get out of here.
The police are coming!
Blaine, Blaine.
Jim, go through the grove, hurry!
Blaine.
Blaine, what are you doing?
No, don't you- Don't do that!
Maybe we'll see you around again sometime, huh?
Yeah.
Uh, if you guys are going into town, uh,
maybe you got room up front for a live one, huh?
There's not a sign of him anywhere.
Well, we'd better get out a bulletin on him.
Well, maybe Johnny made out better than I did.
He took that Raphael Flores fellow into town.
You keep checking the grounds, and he'll be back to pick us up.
Sheriff, Raphael Flores was on this ranch
when my husband first came here.
He's not a criminal.
Well, he'll get a fair trial, Mrs. Hagerman.
Oh, uh, if that Wallace fellow shows up again,
you call me, all right?
Yes.
Yes, I'll do that.
Please, come in, all of you,
and let me make you some coffee.
This is your home too.
Death brings with it a jolting shock of reality.
No man can live or die in this world
without in some way affecting the lives of others.
Richard Kimble flees the aftermath of tragedy.
A tragedy of which he was not the maker,
but of which he will share the guilt.
This is the burden of a fugitive.
ANNOUNCER:
Don't worry, it's not for you.
and after all the times I was thrown in the pokey
by these hick cops, I'm not about to do them any favors.
decides to snoop around some more in the meantime?
Come on.
I'll put a couple of cat cages in front of it,
and they'll never look here.
A QM Production.
An innocent victim of blind justice,
en route to the death house.
Freed him to hide in lonely desperation,
Freed him to run before the relentless pursuit
of the police lieutenant obsessed with his capture.
Milton Selzer.
Also starring Barry Morse as Lieutenant Philip Gerard.
I told you, that's him.
A policeman spotted him getting on your bus in Omaha,
until a couple of hours later.
Yeah, well, a couple of 'em.
Yeah. Well, thanks.
Wild animals in cages bring the curious
Richard Kimble, wearing the name Nick Peters,
The job began this morning.
As far as I'm concerned,
50 a week's all I can come up with to start.
Do I, ah, pay for my own meals?
Come on, I'll give you the tour.
The animals get fed once a day.
you just get the meat out of the freezer,
You know, those cats can kill a man
in just under 10 seconds,
The Major, that's Fielding, he works the cats
For whatever public we got.
Oh, incidentally, you'll work the concession stand too.
I tell you there has to be a mistake.
Jaipur is not for sale.
I don't care what you've been told.
Tell them they're trespassing. Tell them-
Why?
Who's he, another one of 'em?
Now, come on.
I said we'll talk in the office.
You might as well start with them.
for final inspection and pickup. Pickup?
I raised Jaipur from a cub, I trained him.
I won't have him put in some filthy cage
I won't have it, I tell you!
When I tell you we're broke, you better believe it.
Feed, utilities, equipment.
We're in debt up to our necks and then some.
Where do you think you are, old man?
If we did, you could keep your lousy cat.
And the paying public just doesn't seem to care
But why not one of the others?
You wanna know why?
and one cat's all we can afford to lose right now.
Those hicks around here won't know the difference,
Now you listen to me.
I don't care how you raise the money.
I don't care if it means we go to jail.
He's worth ten of either of us and he stays right here.
Now, no more talk.
He's sold.
No, I- I think something's wrong with this one.
You a vet or something?
You just feed 'em and clean out their cages.
I'll worry about their health.
Yeah.
My name is Gerard.
Craft. Barry Craft.
You own this place?
May I sit down?
I'm looking for a man
Why come here?
Heh.
What clown sent you to us?
You mean that guy who killed his wife here a few years back?
There's his picture.
There some kind of reward?
Well, have you seen him?
Yeah.
Well, not around here.
but, uh, none of 'em look like him.
I see.
But if I spot this guy, I'll sure let you know.
Just call the sheriff's office.
They'll get in touch with me.
You mind if I keep this?
Sure.
You know, if you catch this guy Kimble,
it'll be the biggest thing that ever happened to Morgantown.
You could put this place on the map, like they say.
Yeah, like they say.
Lou Cartwright.
Yeah, Cartwright.
Lou, Barry Craft.
Do me a favor, will you?
Who? Barry Craft. Jungle Land.
Look, you got a morgue down there or something?
Back issues of the paper?
Yeah, Barry, why?
Did you ever hear of a guy named Richard Kimble?
Uh, look, Barry, I'm busy.
Kimble. He's wanted by the law.
Some cop was here looking for him-
Oh, wait a minute. Kimble. The doctor?
Convicted of killing his wife?
Lou, look him up for me, will ya?
Dig out everything you can.
Why? What's up?
You ever hear of the Biograph Theatre?
Yeah, back in the 30's, uh...
Okay. I'm gonna build a Biograph right here in Morgantown.
Build what? What are you talking about?
Questions, questions.
Look, I'll tell ya when I see ya.
That's it. Now move.
Move, you son of a beast!
Boy,
maybe he's right.
Maybe you should be sold.
Maybe you're just getting fat and lazy.
Ah, that's a little better,
but that wouldn't frighten anybody, you know.
And that's what they want.
They want to be frightened.
Easy, boy. Easy, easy.
Ah, over.
You're still a fake, you know.
Now come on.
Show 'em your teeth.
Show 'em what a killer you are.
Easy boy, easy.
Easy. Easy!
Now, easy, boy.
Easy. Stay!
Get away!
Stay.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Ready with the gate!
You should be working, not loitering.
Yeah, I know. I'm sorry.
If you want to watch us perform,
you pay a dollar and a quarter
like everybody else.
Look, I said I'm sorry.
I didn't know I was doing anything wrong. All right?
Come on, children, don't fight.
Gate!
It's not good, dissension.
Decreases efficiency, or something like that.
Your new man doesn't seem to know his job yet.
Oh, don't worry about him, major.
He's part of the team.
And what team is that?
Look, I got a plan.
We're starting to move. The three of us.
Right to the top.
What do you mean "the three of us"?
Like I said, I got a plan for us,
and Nick here's gonna be part of it all.
I mean that, Nick.
Before he becomes a partner,
perhaps he'd like to begin by earning his keep.
Well, you better get back to work, Nick,
before Clyde Beatty here takes up his whip.
Why, sure.
Where did you find him anyway?
Oh, that's the great part. He fell right in our lap.
What are you talking about?
The Biograph Theater.
Did you ever hear of the Biograph Theater?
Oh, you're not making sense.
You're wrong, old man, I'm making beautiful sense.
In 1934- You weren't around here then.
But in 1934, in Chicago,
a man named John Dillinger was shot down
in front of the Biograph Theater.
And for years, I mean years,
people came from all over the country just to look at it.
Just to stand and look at a movie house.
Dillinger.
He was some sort of criminal, wasn't he?
The best in the business.
Well, we haven't got a Dillinger.
Haven't we?
That's him.
Some cop from Indiana was just nosing around.
And you didn't tell him?
Well, not yet. I've got to do this thing right.
Reporters, photographers, the works.
I don't like it.
What don't you like?
Look, that guy's an escaped murderer.
He's still a man.
Not some pathetic geek
like you used to hustle at that carney.
That still makes me dirt in your eyes, doesn't it?
Like that two-bit zoo of yours was the world's greatest thing.
All right, forget it.
But I don't like it.
Don't you?
Well, that's too bad,
but you just keep your mouth shut
because if anybody finds out before I'm ready,
they can throw us both in the can
for being accessories.
You got it?
I thought you were instructed
not to discuss this investigation with anybody.
Especially reporters.
I'm sorry, lieutenant,
but Cartwright seemed to know all about it already.
What did he say?
Well, he called and said he heard Kimble
was in the area, and he wanted details.
Get him on the phone.
Uh, could be that one of the people we questioned called him.
Why?
Lou Cartwright, please.
Oh? When?
No, thanks, I'll call back.
He left 15 minutes ago.
Left word he'd be at Fielding's zoo.
Sheriff, can I borrow some men?
Sure, I'll give you a car too.
Why? You smell something out there?
Well, it's a zoo, isn't it?
Hey, you! Nick!
You said he was sick.
Yeah, I think so.
What's wrong with him?
I don't know. How old is he?
Six months. A baby.
Well, then maybe he has rickets.
Look, do you, uh...
You really know something about this kind of thing?
Well, just a little. I used to work with children.
Well, cats I know, but, uh, chimps with rickets.
Then call a vet.
My partner, he doesn't like vets.
You see, vets send bills.
Look, Nick, uh...
Do you think you know enough
about this kind of thing to, uh...
Well, to help him out of it?
Yeah, maybe. Um...
Is there a drugstore around?
Yes, there's a drugstore
about half a mile down the road towards the town.
I'll be back in a while.
You mean you've got him right here working for you?
You better believe it.
Well, where is he?
He's around.
Can I see him?
Sure.
But first we got a couple of things to work out.
Don't you get any ideas about calling the cops,
because the parade starts when I blow the whistle,
or there won't be any parade.
Now, look, Barry, you know me.
I'll play along.
Sure, you will,
'cause I might be slipping a Pulitzer
right in your pocket.
Mmm.
Now, what do you want me to do?
Get me a couple of photographers,
and let the wire services know
you've got something big on the way.
For when?
Tomorrow afternoon.
Saturdays we get a pretty good crowd.
That'll give it more excitement.
Oh, that's dynamite you're playing with.
You know a better way to make a big noise?
Okay,
but I'd still like to see him before, uh...
Hey.
Who's that?
It's that same cop.
Well, looks like somebody else might have a whistle, huh?
Hey, lieutenant!
Something I can do for ya?
You're Cartwright, I suppose.
What are you doing here?
Well, I was just-
Oh, he came to see me. Why?
That's what I asked.
Well, Lou's a good friend, a buddy.
I called him.
You know, about Kimble.
Well, that's okay, isn't it?
As far as it goes.
It doesn't explain why you came all the way out here.
Well, it was a good tip,
so I thought I'd thank him in person.
It was?
If Kimble's in the area.
You don't mind if I look around.
Be my guest.
Mr. Fielding?
I'd like to ask you a few questions.
He doesn't know any more about it than I do.
If you don't mind.
Sorry, just trying to help.
Have you ever seen this man before?
You're hunting for him?
Yep.
I used to hunt myself, you know, for quite a while.
Guns, traps, everything.
Everything, just to put some terrified beast
into an iron cage.
I suppose in a way we're in the same line of work.
No.
You see, uh... I just woke up one morning
and discovered that I'd grown out of it.
Have you seen him before or not?
No. Why? Was I supposed to?
Look. I told you, didn't I?
I'm not sure you told me anything.
Lieutenant.
Not a sign of him.
I'd like to use your phone.
Sure, there's one in the office.
Where is he?
The drugstore.
What for?
The baby chimp's sick.
He went down to try and get her something.
Boy, he sure picked a great time
to start practicing medicine again.
Uh, if you don't mind,
I'd like to leave your men out here for a while.
Yep.
I know, but, uh, like you say,
there's a smell.
Yeah, I ought to be back in 15, 20 minutes.
Right.
Thanks for the use of the phone.
Look, if he turns up here,
I'll sure let you know.
A thing like that could get me plenty of publicity.
That's right. It could.
I can't offer you a cup of coffee?
Oh, no, thank you.
The least I can do is walk you to your car.
Don't bother. No bother. No bother.
You gotta get out of sight.
What did you tell Gerard?
That I haven't seen you.
Why?
Boy, you really pick the time to ask the questions.
No, come on, why?
You seem okay to me. Let him do his own work.
That's not enough.
Okay, I'll level with ya.
I didn't tell him because there's nothing in it for me.
No reward, nothing,
and I turned in my public spirit years ago.
Now, you better get out of sight
before he decides to have another look.
But you better not go too far.
What do you mean?
He knows you got off the bus in Morgantown.
They'll have the roads covered.
So until he decides that, uh,
you've given him the slip,
the safest place for you is right here.
Thanks.
Just stay out of sight.
Okay, thanks.
Nick.
When did you get back?
Well, just now, why?
There was a policeman here.
He's coming back. He's, uh, on the scent.
He has to come back. I know.
Well, then you know why he's after me.
Your partner just tried to help me
and now you're trying to help me. Why?
Perhaps I just don't like hunters.
Isn't that what you are?
So you see, I know what it does to a man.
He becomes a nothing.
No more than an extension of his own weapon,
and I have very little respect for weapons.
I'd like you to know I didn't do what they say.
I believe you, but it doesn't make any difference.
You see, I, uh, believe that every living thing,
if it has to die,
should have room to do it in.
Now, go quickly.
No, not that way.
There are fences all around the place
to keep out the non-paying customers.
There's a road up there about 500 yards.
It bypasses the town.
Here.
Give him the vitamins three times a day,
and the calcium twice a day.
If he doesn't get well, you'll have to call the vet.
Thank you.
Well, they're still out there.
Get your photographers back on that phone.
What for?
They'll be here tomorrow noon like you wanted.
I want 'em here today.
Why?
I'm changing the schedule.
I don't like those cops sniffing around so close.
I've got one guy coming in from Omaha.
Then get on that phone.
You mean you let him just walk right out of here?
I suppose I did.
All right, which way?
Strange, I don't seem to recall.
Well, you better start recalling, old man,
or else that big pussycat of yours
gets shipped out tomorrow.
What do you mean?
I thought you'd already sold him.
Oh, didn't I tell you?
I figured if we scored on this Kimble thing
that we'd pull in enough business
so we wouldn't need to sell the cat.
I cancelled the sale.
So now how's your memory?
He's up there,
heading for the road.
Hey, officer.
My partner thinks he just heard some noise
back in our work yard. Yeah?
It could be that guy Kimble, I guess.
If it is, he's probably heading out the back road.
You stay here, Ralph.
SHERIFF All right, let's stay put.
Long as we have men back at the compound, we're covered.
Just remember to call in once in a while.
Right.
Why don't you watch from the curve.
That should give us a good half-mile check both ways.
Yeah, but it'll be dark in a couple of hours.
Yeah, for him too.
Barry, if he gets away-
If he gets away or if they pick him up, we've had it.
Relax, old man, we're back in business.
What did you do? Try to make a break for it?
Yeah. Well, what happened?
They had the roads covered.
Well, I guess I can't blame you for trying,
but like I said before,
you're safer here than any place else.
They have, uh, still got men at the front gate.
Oh, major, do me a favor, will you?
There's a guy waiting for me in the office.
Tell him I'll be right with him.
Meanwhile, I got an idea where our friend here
can dig in for a while.
I'll be back.
Why the helping hand?
Don't worry, it's not for you.
I spent 12 years in a carny,
and after all the times I was thrown in the pokey
by these hick cops, I'm not about to do them any favors.
Well, I'm leaving tonight anyhow.
Sure, but, uh, what if that Gerard
decides to snoop around some more in the meantime?
What did you have in mind?
Come on.
You can stay right here in this shed.
I'll put a couple of cat cages in front of it
and they'll never look here.
I think that's the first place they're gonna look.
Where is he?
Well, come on, old man, drink up.
It's on the house.
You know, I'd rather not drink to a man's death.
Who are you, the virgin princess?
Thirty pieces of silver or a 5-year-old Bengal tiger,
what's the difference?
What time do they get here?
You said 5. It's only a quarter of.
They getting paid by the hour or something?
Relax, you're home free.
Yeah, maybe.
I think it's time to start the parade.
Gerard?
Yeah, I'd like to talk to Lieutenant Gerard.
Here they are. Here are the boys.
You better believe it's important.
Major.
You can hear me but you won't listen,
is that it?
Major, I need your help.
I can't help you.
Don't you understand? I can't.
You once said to me, "A man needs room to die. "
Did you know that Jaipur here
has never known anything but a cage?
He was born in a cage just like this,
and except when we work together in the arena,
his whole world measures
just twice his own length.
Will you help me?
Why should I choose you over him?
Why should you have to?
To keep him from being sold.
My partner believes that your capture will make us so rich
that there'll be no need to sell him.
So tell me, how should I choose?
What can I say?
That you're a man, that I'm a man,
that we are better somehow than a mere dumb creature.
But we're not, you know.
No animal corrupts or wars or betrays.
Only man does that.
So why should I choose you?
Because I'm being hunted down like an animal.
To be destroyed.
So?
A hunter drives a piece of lead
into the skull of a tiger.
Which death has more nobility, doctor?
Well, at least the tiger doesn't know the exact moment
it's going to happen.
Major, there's no room at all in the electric chair.
You've got him?
You better believe it.
Who are they?
Couple of friends.
Yeah. Lou Cartwright and a couple of friends
who happen to have cameras.
Very convenient.
I guess it is.
Come on, where is he?
Step right this way, folks.
He walks, he talks, he crawls on his belly like-
Shut up, Craft.
Just show us where he is.
Anything you say, sheriff.
What did you do?
Dirty, stupid, old man.
Barry.
What happened?
He had Kimble locked in the cage.
Yeah.
And there's going to be another empty cage tomorrow.
It's okay. He can't have got too far.
Maybe, but where?
Up there. It's the only direction he could have gone.
I've got two men on the road up there,
he's pretty well boxed in.
Yeah, he's smart.
It's dark. He doesn't know the terrain.
We'll have him in five minutes. Come on. Let's go.
Ralph, you stay here.
Watch the area over by the office.
Come on, men.
Go.
Go, boy. Go.
Hey.
Tiger loose!
Where?
Why?
Men, we gotta find that cat.
Shoot to kill.
No, wait.
What for?
What about Kimble?
So far as we know, Kimble isn't armed,
but that tiger is.
He might head for town.
Come on, men.
Don't take any chances.
Hey, Al, see anything?
No, not yet.
Kimble?
All right, come on out.
I'll have to shoot.
Kimble.
On the count of three I'm going to fire.
One.
Two.
Three.
What was it?
I don't know.
Down the road.
Can you see anything?
Not from here.
Go check, I'll stay here.
Okay.
Hey, Al. Over here. We got him.
Sheriff.
We're over here.
You all right?
Yeah, yeah, we are. We had to kill the tiger.
Well, I guess that kind of wraps it up.
Uh, you didn't get much of a story, did you?
Hm? Oh, I got a wonderful story.
Didn't you hear?
Somebody just burned down the Biograph Theater.
What?
You better believe it.
I'm sorry we lost your boy.
He's not lost. Yeah.
Well, let's get out of here.
Well, you really blew it, old man.
Kimble, the tiger and everything.
Is that what you wanted?
Well, he got away.
Didn't he?
One man's dream ends
while another man's nightmare merely continues.
Richard Kimble is free.
He has room for tonight.
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