Isn't it possible that this is the man you're looking for?
If it means anything to you,
It was his right arm that was missing.
Why should you-?
Look, if you think I'm lying-
I didn't say you were lying.
Officer.
Yes, ma'am.
Narrator:
Starring david jansen as doctor 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
Larry blyden,
Joanna moore.
Announcer:
A highway has a life of its own,
Each car brings a new face,
And for richard kimble,
Working now in a midwestern gas station,
The next might be the face of danger.
Yes, sir.
Two bucks of the regular.
I've been away for a while.
What's new in town?
Nothing much.
I'm sort of new here myself.
Nothing much.
That's what they ought to call this place.
How long has this been going on?
About two weeks.
They catch the guy?
Not yet.
Where's your phone? In there.
Police headquarters.
Hello, may I speak to lieutenant fleming, please?
I'm sorry, mister, there's no lieutenant fleming here.
Are you sure?
Yeah, I'm sure.
I can let you talk to lieutenant bliss.
Hey, is that frank bliss?
No, it's not frank bliss. It's dave bliss.
You want to talk to him or not?
Oh, no, no, thanks.
Just- just tell him I called.
Two bucks, right? Right.
Oh, by the way, where's oak terrace drive?
You go down to the right,
Go about three blocks until the stop sign and then take a left.
Okay, thanks, joe.
How did you know my name?
Telepathy, that's my business.
Oh, by the way, that thing you're worried about,
It's going to work out okay.
This is all very interesting, mr. Mitchell,
But I don't see how it concerns us.
Not that we couldn't use a few mind readers around here.
I'm not just a mind reader, lieutenant.
Says here you are.
Nightclub act, predictions, clairvoyant.
Oh, that's just tricks and gimmicks mostly.
I'm talking about the real thing, you see.
Some people have it and some people don't.
It's a power that you're born with.
And you've got this power?
Well, I know you think I'm some kind of crackpot.
But ever since I was a kid I've been able to sense things to-
You see, my mind is like a radio set.
It tunes in emanations, impressions...
Look, mr. Mitchell, this is pretty far out.
All right. You don't buy it.
But read your newspapers.
Police agencies all over the world
Have been using people like me.
It's a little like trying to find water
With a bent twig, isn't it?
Maybe.
But sometimes they do find water.
Well, I still don't see what you're getting at.
Lieutenant, you've been having robberies all over town.
I think I can help you solve them.
How?
Well, if the thief dropped something,
Maybe something that belonged to him,
I could maybe give you his description.
All I'd have to do is touch it.
Touch it?
Yeah, you see, personal objects give off psychic waves.
You'd be surprised how much they can tell about someone.
Look, can I have your fountain pen?
Uh...
I see a woman.
You're married. You've been married a long time.
Been wearing this wedding band a long time too.
Uh, you're a skeptic, lieutenant.
I've been married a while myself.
I'm just tuned in to those kinds of vibrations.
Uh...
She's short, very pretty.
She's a brunette.
She has a few white hairs, but she touches them up.
I see...
A brown house with black shutters.
And you have a daughter.
Two.
That's right, two daughters.
But one is much older than the other.
But they get along okay
And the older one is in
The seventh grade.
Close. Sixth.
And the younger one is-
No, that's as far as I can go.
Not bad.
Just one more question, mr. Mitchell.
Have you ever offered your services to the police before?
A couple of times.
In a town where your act was playing?
Lieutenant, I'm not looking for publicity.
I can get all the bookings I want.
But if you're not interested...
I didn't say that.
Trouble is, you're a little late.
We've solved that string of robberies.
Picked up the guy this morning.
Oh?
Hasn't had time to make the papers yet.
Well, looks like I've just been wasting my time.
Not at all.
It's been very interesting.
I'll keep you in mind.
Thanks.
Here you are, lieutenant. I almost forgot that.
Thank you, mr. Mitchell.
You're an honest man.
That's what I've been trying to tell you.
Give me a lift, ed? You bet.
I thought you were going to take a walk, mr. Mcbride.
It's too hot.
Uh-huh.
Always too hot or too cold or too rainy or too windy.
Mrs. Daniels, there's no clause in my lease
That says I can't take up space on your front porch.
People are beginning to think you're part of the furniture.
Hah.
Mrs. Daniels, mr. Mcbride.
Hello, joe.
Oh, I put up new curtains in your room today.
Thank you.
Always taking care of the new tenants.
The day you decide what you're going to do with yourself
I'll repaint your room and bring you breakfast in bed.
I saw that paint job in the kitchen.
Don't do me any favors.
And I bet you forgot my razor blades, didn't you?
I gave you thirty cents-
The drugstore is only a block from here.
Why don't you pick them up yourself sometime?
Too much to do a favor for an old man, huh?
Nothing wrong with your legs, mr. Mcbride.
Maybe I'm saving my energy.
Suit yourself.
I plan to.
Joe, I don't see why you even bother talking to him.
He just wants attention.
He's just bored, that's all.
Whose fault is that?
You can't blame a man if a machine puts him out of a job.
Put him out of a job, all right,
But it didn't put him out of the human race,
And that's the way he took it.
He just sat in that rocker and quit.
You think he'd take a part-time job?
Not in a thousand years. Why?
Down at the gas station
They need somebody to take care of the books.
I thought I'd mention mr. Mcbride.
Forget it.
You'd have to have dynamite to get him off that porch.
Maybe.
Looking for someone?
No, no, I'm just looking for a room, thanks.
Well, don't just sit there.
Come in and talk to the landlady.
Well, maybe some other time, thanks.
Our first night together in six weeks
And you come up with a harebrained stunt like this.
Honey, stop fighting me, will ya?
The idea is perfect.
It's always perfect.
Follow the yellow brick road.
We've been doing it for years.
You know, every time I get an idea-
Sal, listen to me.
You've got six solid months of bookings around here
And I can finally unpack those suitcases
And get them out of my sight.
Things are going pretty good.
Can't you leave well enough alone?
Look, honey, I've got two choices.
I can pick up that phone and tell the cops where he is
Or I can use him. Make it pay off.
That's what I mean.
I think it's wrong to use somebody like that.
Why?
Look, I spent the entire afternoon in the public library
Reading up on the case. The man is a murderer.
He killed his wife.
Now, what's wrong with turning him over to the police?
It'll make headlines all over the country
And you'll have a big-name husband
With big money to match.
I don't know.
It's like building your house on another man's grave.
Well, that's the whole point.
He gets caught in the trap and I get the credit.
Look, honey, it's not just for me alone.
We want to raise a family, don't we?
Well, we're never going to do it on split-weeks and one-nighters.
That mythical family again.
Mythical?
Sal junior? And that little monkey, jill?
If they're so mythical, how come I know he's going to be
A.400 little league hitter
And she's going to switch from ballet lessons to piano, huh?
Because you're impossible.
Yeah, that's what they tell me.
Now, come over here and give me a strictly unmythical kiss.
Look, honey, it's only gonna be for a couple of hours.
I still think it's wrong.
Well,
Maybe it is a little.
But you'll do it anyway, won't you?
Mr. Mcbride,
You got a good suit you can put on tonight?
What? I want you to put it on.
I'm going to take you out and buy you a drink tonight.
Uh, I'm not sure I can make it.
I mean, I was planning on reading the newspaper.
Okay, then forget about it.
Well, hold on, now.
I didn't say I wouldn't go.
It's just that, well,
You kind of catch a man off-balance.
All right. I'll be by your room
And pick you up right after dinner.
Hey, wait a minute.
I've got a letter for you.
Something wrong?
Where did you get this?
A girl, little blonde thing.
Seems like you've got a secret admirer.
What did she say?
Nothing.
Seemed kind of nervous, though. She-
Say, what is it?
You're awful pale around the gills.
It's nothing, thank you.
Are you in some kind of trouble?
Why did you say that?
Mr. Mcbride, you didn't open this letter, did you?
Open it?
I got something better to do than read other people's mail.
Sorry.
Nobody trusts anybody anymore.
All right, right.
Okay.
Hey, hey, excuse me, my name is sal mitchell.
And I'm supposed to be on the show.
I wonder if I shouldn't talk to wilcox?
I'll tell him. Thank you.
Ah. Yeah.
Mr. Mitchell, sorry to keep you waiting but a news show
Is a last minute operation, you know.
We keep adding copy up until air time.
Well, just wondered when we were going
To rehearse our interview.
Well, to tell you the truth, you know,
It's a little bit of a problem.
You see, you're in the human interest slot.
I usually schedule that for the last five minutes of the show.
Sometimes we get a heavy load and we just don't have the time.
When I talked to your man on the telephone-
I know, I know, he thought we had an opening.
But, uh, that's before washington and moscow
Started calling each other names.
Does this mean I'm out?
Only for today.
I'm sure I can use you tomorrow.
Tomorrow's too late.
Why?
Look, mr. Wilcox, you draw a big local audience.
Now, what if I had something that was of interest to them
Like a news story?
I thought you were going to talk about extra-sensory perception.
Well, I do, but this is more than that.
This even involves the police.
Look, mr. Wilcox, you'll have headlines tomorrow morning.
Now, what have you got to lose?
All right.
Maybe I'll uh, yank a story and put you on instead, huh?
But I want to hear it first. Where can we talk?
Back here.
Dr. Kimble?
My name is joe warren.
I'm sorry.
Nothing right now.
Did you write this?
Yes, it was the only way I knew to get in touch with you.
What makes you think I'm the man you're looking for?
I recognized you at the gas station.
Your picture's in all the papers.
I think you've got me mixed up with someone else.
No.
I saved all your clippings during the trial.
My husband is a lawyer and we used to argue about the case.
He thought you were guilty, and I didn't.
You don't believe me, do you?
In your note you said something about a man I was looking for.
I think I've seen him.
Where?
I live upstate
And I came down a couple of days ago to visit my sister.
And on the way down I stopped off for lunch at a park
And the man who runs the souvenir stand,
Has only one arm.
If it means anything to you,
It was his right arm that was missing.
How old is he?
Forties.
Late forties.
Dark hair.
Cruel face.
Tall or short?
Medium height. Stocky.
Does it sound like him?
That's close.
But, look, why should you-
Look, it wasn't easy for me to come here.
I don't even know you.
I just thought I might be able to help you.
Why?
Well, when I was younger
I got into some trouble with the police.
This place where I worked, some cash was missing
And I had to answer all sorts of questions.
I know what it's like to have to prove yourself.
Look, if you think I'm lying-
I didn't say you were lying.
Besides, if I wanted to turn you in
All I had to do was pick up the telephone.
Doesn't that mean anything to you?
Maybe, I don't know.
Officer!
Yes, ma'am?
What time is it?
Almost 5:30.
Thank you.
I'm sorry to have to do that to you
But you're a very hard man to convince.
Okay, you made your point.
Where's this park you talked about?
Two hundred miles north of here.
In fact, if you want to wait an hour or two,
I'm going back home and I'd be happy to give you a lift.
I'd like to think about it.
Well, that's up to you, doc-
Mr. Warren.
But sooner or later you're going to have to trust somebody
And you might as well start with me.
Oh, I-
I'm not ready yet.
Well, uh, mr. Mcbride, something came up.
I'm going to have to cancel out on you.
Cancel out?
I'm sorry. I-
I'll try to make it some other time.
Forget it. Forget the whole thing.
Well?
You said you had something to do.
Don't let me keep you.
Goodbye, mrs. Daniels.
Keep in touch, joe.
We're going to miss you.
What happened to your luggage?
I put it in the trunk.
You get an honest deal at honest john's.
Uh, mr. Mitchell,
We've been discussing the rather exotic subjects
Of mental telepathy and, uh, extra sensory perception.
Of course, the scientific basis for these subjects
Is still a moot point, isn't it?
Well, why don't we have a demonstration?
Just what I was getting at.
Now, before we, uh, came on the air tonight,
Mr. Mitchell told me a rather remarkable story.
Would you share that with our viewers, please?
Gladly.
I just got to town today from a nightclub tour
And I went to the post office to buy some stamps.
That's where I began to get these emanations.
Emanations?
Yes, uh-
Well, it's kind of hard to explain.
It's like hearing high frequency waves
That nobody else can hear.
And where were they coming from?
From a wanted poster on the wall
Of a fugitive named richard kimble.
Uh, for the benefit of some of our viewers,
I'd like to add that richard kimble
Is an escaped murderer. Uh, continue, please.
Well, I began to get impressions.
Uh, strange impressions. They didn't make any sense.
They still don't.
Well, could you be a little bit more specific?
Yes, uh-
They seemed to be connected with numbers,
Numbers that kept changing, spinning.
And I saw a bird with its mouth open
And it seemed to be screaming but there wasn't any sound.
You mean these impressions of yours
Sort of manifest themselves as symbols.
That's right. Well, sometimes,
But in this case the impressions were so strong
That richard kimble, this man,
Must have been somewhere in the vicinity.
So if the police conducted a house-to-house search?
They won't find him.
How do you know?
Because the original images are fading
And now I'm getting something- something more distant.
I don't believe richard kimble is here anymore.
Well, uh,
Could you tell us where he might be?
Well, it- it would be easier
If I had one of his possessions,
Something to concentrate on, but I- I'll try.
I see green.
Mostly green.
And blue.
And there are reflections,
Like in a mirror or water.
Now, wait a minute.
The image is repeated.
There are two.
This is strange.
There's a man, but his face is made of stone.
Even his beard.
A stone face? That might be a statue.
Perhaps, I don't know.
Anything else?
No, I'm sorry.
It's all gone.
Thank you.
Ladies and gentlemen,
You've seen a rather remarkable demonstration.
If the police are able to put together
Mr. Mitchell's jigsaw impressions,
Who knows what they will turn up?
Now this is a photograph of richard kimble.
He stands about six feet tall and weighs in the neighborhood
Of 170 pounds.
Of course it is suspected that
He has changed his appearance over the past few years.
Good night.
I can't believe it.
Well, I can.
I always knew there was something wrong about him.
How can you say that? He seemed so- so nice.
But a murder charge-
Uh, anybody can do anything, mrs. Daniels,
Just you remember that.
Trust 'em, they'll walk all over you,
Depend on 'em, they're never there.
Oh, you're better off keeping to yourself.
Ugh.
Why do you keep staring at me?
Trying to figure out what you're thinking.
Maybe you should take up mind reading.
Actually, I was thinking we should stop off someplace
When we get there,
Because the park doesn't open till in the morning.
What about your husband? Isn't he expecting you?
Not until tomorrow. No special time.
You said he was a lawyer.
That's right.
He read about my case and he thought I was guilty.
So?
The important thing is that I think you're innocent.
Why?
What do you mean, why?
Well, what convinced you?
The color of my hair? The look of my face, what?
Of course not. It was-
Just what?
The things you said.
I believed them.
Enough to take the chance you're taking now?
For all you know I could be a murderer.
Hey, what is this?
Just trying to figure out
Why you're going to all this trouble.
I've told you a dozen times.
Now, tell me again.
Look,
Ever since we started you've been cross-examining me.
You just can't take anything on face value, can you?
I guess I lost the habit.
Well, I'll tell you something.
This hasn't been exactly any joy ride for me either.
Now if you don't trust me you can just get out
And we'll forget the whole thing.
I can't.
Why not?
You might be telling the truth.
You really want to find that man, don't you?
I really want to find him.
Are you still stewing about joe warren?
I really don't know what's gotten into you.
He was a friend of yours.
I knew him.
Does that make him a friend?
Well, he put up with you,
Which is more than most people can.
Anyway, he tried to get you a job.
A job? What are you talking about?
Something opened up at the gas station,
Part-time bookkeeping, I think.
He thought they could use you.
Oh, I didn't know about that.
I told him not to bother but I bet he asked anyway.
He should have mentioned it to me.
Why? So you could turn him down flat?
Well, it doesn't matter now.
Maybe they made a mistake.
I hope they're wrong about him.
Then why did he run off tonight?
How should I know?
Maybe the girl talked him into it.
What girl?
The one who was waiting for him.
They drove off together.
Was she pretty with blonde hair?
Yes, did you see her?
Yes.
Listen, if I've got this figured right,
Joe is in trouble.
I know he's in trouble-
No, it's not the kind you think,
And since you keep telling me how all-fired nice he is,
I guess we've got to help him.
Have you got a road map in the house?
In the upstairs closet- don't bother,
I'll get it myself.
Operator, you've got a motel association up there,
Haven't you?
Right. Well, get 'em on the phone.
I don't care what time it is.
Look, this is an emergency.
If I'm up at this hour, so are they.
Call me back.
Mr. Mcbride, what on earth is going on?
Never mind.
Now, this has to be the place he was talking about.
Sure, here are the twin lakes.
You ever been up to lincoln park?
Yes, yes, years ago. Why?
Is there a statue of lincoln on the grounds?
Of course. That's where the name came from.
Aha.
The park with two lakes.
One green, one blue.
Statue of a man with a beard.
It all fits together.
Now, let's hope they stop off someplace.
They'd better.
Hello?
Yes, this is mcbride.
Well, it's about time. Put 'em on.
The place is called lincoln state park.
It's just outside spring city, up near the border.
Well, you sure it's the right one?
It has to be. It's the only one that meets your specification.
Well, I'm sure there's a lot of parks with lakes
and statues.
Well, it feels right. Even the name.
Well, you might have seen him someplace,
Connected up when you saw the picture.
Well, maybe, but how would you explain the other things?
The numbers? And that bird?
They're your visions. You figure them out.
Well, thank you. Thank you very much.
Another call, lieutenant.
But this one remembers where she saw him.
That little gas station at fifth and fairoak.
Okay, take a run over there and check it out.
Right.
Hey, mitchell, that might explain those numbers.
What do you mean?
You know, the numbers. The spinning numbers.
Like on the gas pumps.
Sure, the gas gauge.
Lieutenant, you think we ought to call spring city
For a stakeout on that park?
When they ask me why, what do I tell 'em?
We got a guy here who gets vibrations?
Just get over to that gas station.
Oh, ma'am.
You're with mr. Warren, aren't you?
That's right. I have a message for him.
A message?
The motel association just called.
They've been checking every place in town.
Did you tell them that he was here?
Yes, ma'am.
They said that I should give this message to him.
Well, he's sleeping now and doesn't want to be disturbed.
Well, even so, maybe I'd better wake him.
They said it was urgent.
All right, uh-
I'll be sure that he gets it.
But, uh- thank you.
Good night.
Who is it?
Joe.
Just a minute, please.
You mind if I come in?
No, surely.
Thanks.
I thought you'd be sleeping.
I didn't even try.
I know it must be difficult for you.
I mean, he might not be the man you're looking for.
What time does the park open?
Not until in the morning, 9 or 10:00.
Nine or ten.
Maybe we could get a cup of coffee.
I think we're better off right here.
I think I'll take a shower.
Mind if I have a little privacy?
Sure.
Are you going to take that with you?
I thought I'd read it.
Well, do you mind taking this one?
I haven't finished an article in that one.
If it's any consolation to you, I know how you feel.
Do you?
We got a definite id from that guy who runs the gas station.
It was kimble, all right. So where is he?
He phoned in a couple of hours ago.
Said he wouldn't be in tomorrow. Great.
We got a home address on him.
I sent harry over to check it out. It's on york road.
Well, mr. Mitchell, what's harry going to find?
Well, I don't know, lieutenant.
It's your investigation. You figure it out.
Police headquarters.
Yeah, harry. Yeah.
Uh-huh.
You're kidding.
Right.
Okay. You better hang around there for a while.
It's a boarding house, and he was staying there, all right.
But?
But the people haven't seen him since dinner.
Got a surprise for you, mitchell.
Yeah?
You know that bird of yours?
Yeah?
It's right outside the boarding house.
It's an ornament on the mailbox.
A metal rooster.
Looks like you've been right on target, mr. Mitchell.
Now, if he's skipped town,
He could sure be at that park, couldn't he?
I suppose he could.
What is it, mitchell?
I don't know. Something's coming through again.
Do you think, uh-
Everything's green again.
And I see pictures.
A lot of little pictures.
What kind of pictures?
Postcards. Picture postcards.
Is that all?
No.
I see balloons
And a lot of little trinkets.
Are they in the park?
I think so.
I've never been to that park but, uh,
Do you suppose it could be a shop,
A place they sell stuff?
It's possible.
But they- they wouldn't have a shop in the middle of a park.
Yeah, well,
Then maybe it's a souvenir stand,
A tourist concession.
That could be.
Who are you phoning?
Spring city police.
If kimble shows up at your park they'll be waiting for him.
Well, lieutenant, I can't guarantee anything.
But I have a strong feeling he'll be there.
How far is it?
Just a few minutes drive from here.
Good morning, ma'am.
Good morning. Have a nice trip.
Hope that message wasn't bad news.
What message?
It was my husband. He wanted me to call him.
Why?
Are we going to start the cross-examination again?
I said why.
He phoned my sister last night
And he needed some legal papers that I put away.
How did he know where to find you?
He figured I'd stop off some place.
He called the motel association.
You still don't trust me, do you?
I don't know.
Well, make up your mind, please,
'cause we're almost there.
There's an entrance right through there.
Where's the souvenir stand?
It's just on the other side. You can't miss it.
I guess I should thank you.
Wait till you're sure I've helped you.
Going to wait for me?
Sure. I'll be right here.
Joe?
Good luck.
Fairview motor lodge.
This is mr. Warren.
Do you remember me?
We just checked out a few minutes ago.
Sure. You were in room six.
What did you do, leave something behind?
No. I'm just, uh,
Checking on a message that came in last night.
Oh, didn't you get it?
You mean it was for me?
That's right. Your friend said she'd give it to you.
I guess she did, but, uh, we lost it.
Do you remember what it said?
Well, you were supposed to call somebody, um...
Who? It's important.
Oh, let's see, it was a man named- mc- mcgrady?
Mcbride?
Mcbride. That's it.
Thank you.
Operator, I'd like to make a long distance call, please.
Eh- what- here's some nice hot coffee.
Oh, thank you.
Yes.
Yes, I'll accept the charges.
I'm practically gone already.
Thanks.
What-
Is uh- is everything all right now?
Oh, it's fine, including the coffee.
Be careful.
You just said something nice.
My problem is I'm too nice.
You take that room of mine, for instance.
Shabby, rundown.
I should have demanded new curtains a long while ago.
I should-
I don't understand it. He was there.
You took him there.
I don't want to talk about it.
They waited for him all day.
All day and he never showed up.
Boy, I felt like a fool.
You felt like a fool.
Do you know what I felt like?
Making up excuses, lying to him...
Now wait a minute-
Sal, you said this was to be for us. It wasn't.
It's for you and it's the last time.
And I mean it.
Well, what are you getting so excited about?
You almost sound like you're glad he got away.
I guess I am.
But the guy's a murderer.
Is he?
What did he do? Tell you his life story or something?
Call it a feeling, sal.
Maybe I got some emanations.
You know what I mean?
Yeah.
Yeah, I guess I do.
An anonymous room, another town.
For richard kimble the day has ended.
But there's little time to rest.
Tomorrow his search continues.