Kimble!
I know you're down there.
Let's see what you look like.
Show your face.
Hands in the air.
I'm coming after you.
Starring David Janssen 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 man y 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.
Hope Lange,
Mark Richman,
Jaime Sanchez.
His all right.
The engine's still hot.
He made the train.
No, he's out there.
Forget it, we've lost him.
He's gone. Come on, Steel. Let's get out of here.
I hit him. I'd swear to that.
Get on the radio and see if they can stop that train at Lawler.
Sheriff, he's not on that train.
Where do you think he is?
He's out there, wounded. I know I hit him.
I think you missed him.
I'm a hunter, sheriff.
I've been hunting all my life.
And I know when I hit my target.
You're a deputy sheriff.
You've gotta go by evidence and common sense.
We got beat and that's all there is to it.
Now, the only consolation
is when that train gets stopped, those fatheads will probably make
The desert is among them.
But the desert can also bring friends.
Hey, hang on, kid.
This is America. A hundred years ago our forefathers roamed this country
wiping out the buffalo
while the white man roamed this country
wiping out our forefathers. Heh-heh.
All right, everybody out.
Learn a trade, they say.
Become something.
Become what? An Indian accountant?
- Sam. - Kiddo, how are you? What's new?
There's someone over there.
Hey, kid, you're getting desert fever. Cool it, man, we'll be home soon.
No, there's somebody over there.
Somebody dead.
Wow.
Hey, mister.
Hey, mister, are you with it?
Hey, mister, what happened?
I hurt my leg.
It’s all right, man, listen, just keep cool. We got a jeep here.
Where are we going?
Don't worry. The natives are friendly. We're going back to school.
All right, Johnny Red Horse.
How would you have done it?
How would you have handled being a stranger in your own land?
I would have gone to war.
And lost.
This is the part I want you to copy over, all right? Neatly.
Annie, we found somebody.
- Who is he? - I don't know.
I found him in the gully, near the rail road tracks.
Let's get him inside of my room.
- You take charge, Sam. - Yes, ma'am.
Now hear this.
We have 1,750 radish seeds to plant, okay?
That must have been some party.
Who was shooting at you?
Listen, this isn't a police station.
You're in bad shape. I'm gonna get you a doctor.
I don't want a doctor.
- You wanna lose the leg? - I won't lose the leg. It's not that bad.
Who’s after you?
Who chased you into that gully?
The bullet isn't in that deep. Get someone to help me dig it out.
I'll do it.
Then get a knife and some alcohol.
I've got that and some first aid stuff.
What is this place?
It's a school.
In the middle of a desert?
Yes, in the middle of the desert.
Do I boil these things?
You can hold them over the fire.
What do you do here?
I'm a teacher. Annie Johnson.
Who are you?
My name is David Miller.
Use a knife.
That one.
And be careful.
Go in from the side. There's an artery there.
Use your hand, apply the pressure there.
Take the side of the knife,
go underneath the bullet and push up.
Uhn. Go on. Go on.
- Aah. - Sony.
I could be sued for this.
Not if you do a good job. Go on.
Keep applying pressure with your hand.
Thank you.
Hand me the first aid kit.
Here. Sprinkle some of that on it.
You must have had an awful lot of experience getting shot at.
Mm-hm. All right. Let me know as soon as you hear anything.
They stopped the train at Lawler and they didn't find him.
Heh. Which means exactly nothing.
It's a big country. There's lots of places for a man to hide in.
Now, how about you getting out of here? Hmm?
Go home, introduce yourself to your wife and kids.
They're nice people.
You might even like them if you got to know them.
Where's Kimble?
Kimble is none of your business.
Oh, that's very funny. I thought I was a police officer.
You're a deputy sheriff of Puma County.
Kimble is no longer your business.
Kimble belongs to Lawler.
Your business is that pothole up on Main Street.
Or Sy Benson's stolen pickup.
Kimble did not get on that train.
You saw his car.
And we saw the train go by.
And we assumed he was on it.
You ever murder anyone, sheriff?
You ever run away from the law?
Well, Kimble did.
For three years, and he's still free.
Three years and nobody's caught up with him yet.
Which means he's a lot smarter than all the dumb cops and Sheriffs
who've been chasing him all across the country.
But not smarter than Jimmy Steel?
Jimmy,
what's it all about?
Long time ago, when I was a kid,
before I came here,
I lived in a small town you probably never even heard of.
My father was marshal at that town.
One day, a man came through that territory, a man much like Kimble.
My father had a chance at him and he missed it.
By the time they finally caught up with him,
four more people were dead.
And then, when my father died,
nobody mourned the man
who had done a good job for them all his life.
Nobody did.
All they seemed to remember was the dumb cop
who had let a murderer slip through his hands.
Well, you can rest assured, they’re not gonna say that about me.
Over here we have Petunia and there we have Whitey.
Now, Petunia isn't as smart as Whitey,
but she knows something that Whitey doesn't know.
She knows that her dinner is waiting for her
right here at the end of this maze.
And she knows how to get here
because she's been through the maze before.
Whitey, on the other hand, has never even seen this.
But he has one advantage.
- He's as fast as lightning. - That's right, Roger.
So what will it be? Whitey or Petunia?
Speed or knowledge? What do you think, teacher?
Oh, I never bet on anything smaller than a horse.
All right, let's see what happens.
There they go.
- Come on. - Come on Whitey.
Come on, baby, go right. Come on.
- Go, Whitey. - Come on, Whitey.
Whitey.
Come on, Whitey.
- Come on, Whitey. - Go, Petunia.
- Come on, Whitey. - Slow down, baby.
- Come on. - Go, man, go.
- Come on. - Come on, Petunia.
- Come on. - Come on, Whitey.
Whitey. - Come on, Whitey.
- Petunia. - Whitey.
- Come on. - Petunia.
- Come on, Whitey. - Whitey.
- Come on, Whitey. - Come on, Whitey.
Okay, everybody, lunchtime.
Anybody who's not in the dining room in five seconds is in big trouble.
They like you, David.
I like them.
Where did they come from?
They're orphans, like their teacher.
That's why when a stranger comes to town,
they can take him in and make him feel like one of them.
I thought you taught them to be wary of the white man.
Wary, but not afraid.
They're not afraid to love their friends the way you are.
You are afraid of that, aren't you?
Why should I be?
Because you're running from something.
Tell me, what am I running from?
No, I'm talking about the kind of person you are.
What kind of a man am I?
The kind I know.
The house I grew up in,
people were taking off like clockwork, all over the place.
The minute they'd take him, my brother joined the army.
And my other brother, the stable one, he didn't take off until he was 22.
My father lit off when I was 5.
I thought the whole world was like that.
Then I found out it was only some people who have to go away.
Always.
All their lives,
never standing still,
never loving anyone,
never knowing anyone,
never letting anyone know them.
You're that kind of person, David.
You were born to run away.
Well, Annie, sometimes there are reasons.
Sometimes.
Usually just excuses.
What do you want, Annie?
I want you to stay.
Why?
Because of the children.
They love you, they need you.
And you could work, you could teach.
And in return, you'd have everything they have.
If you're not afraid.
Afraid of the children?
No.
Of me.
You got some small idea of what Sheriff Prycer is gonna say
when he finds out we're spending our time
poking through gullies?
What's that?
Key chain.
It's still shiny. There's no rust.
So what if there's no rust? This is the desert.
It hasn't rained out here for at least two months.
Anybody could have dropped that any time.
Maybe.
Maybe it belonged to Kimble.
Well, even if it did, he's been gone ten days.
- Prycer's already marked the-- - Kelton, Kelton.
Sheriff won't be back until Tuesday. That gives us three whole days.
To cover a thousand square miles?
Fifteen towns, a hundred ranches, every nook and corner of the desert.
You're only one man, Jimmy.
So is Kimble. Let's get started.
Okay. Fine.
All right.
Good.
Fine.
Okay.
All right, Indians.
We're moving into white man's territory.
Today we raid the ice cream parlor.
Live off the land. Now, if you get caught,
you give your name, rank and serial number, okay?
Okay, let's move out.
- Go. - Indian file, naturally.
Hey.
- What happened to your hat? - I lost it.
Here, take mine.
Are you gonna marry Annie?
Kid,
go directly to jail.
- There's an extra place in the truck. - No, I'll just sit here
and weave hats and pick prickly pears.
I'm proud of you, David.
Prickly pears make marvelous sandwiches.
- Here, you take it. You need it. - See you later.
Okay.
Old MacDonald had a farm
E-I-E-I-O
And on his farm he had a duck E-I-E-I-O
And a quack quack here And a quack quack there
Here a quack, there a quack Everywhere a quack quack
Old MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I- 0
And on his farm he had a cow E-I-E-I-O
And a moo moo here And a moo moo there
Here a moo, there a moo Everywhere a moo moo
Old MacDonald had a farm
- Heh-heh. Hi, Sam. - Hi, Jim.
Hi.
Hi, partner. How's the ice cream?
Coconut marshmallow. Want a bite?
No, thanks. I'm strictly a vanilla man.
That's a great hat you got there.
David made it.
David makes all kinds of things. He's a genius.
- Is he a new teacher? - No.
Well, is he still there?
- Is who still where, Danny? - Hi, Miss Johnson.
- Is who still where? - The man who made this hat.
Do you want one for yourself?
I'd think you'd look a little silly wearing one.
My kid won't. He's big enough to wear it.
He just turned 12 today.
Look, Roger,
you willing to trade for it?
Even up.
Roger, Mr. O'Hara is offering you a deal.
That's a beautiful knife.
I think we made ourselves a very good deal.
Let us know if you want more.
- I will, ma'am. - Kids, ready to go. Come on.
All right, everybody out. Time for chow.
David.
- David. - Hello, Roger.
Was it okay to trade my hat? I got this knife. Look.
That's a nice knife, Roger.
Who did you trade with?
- The man. - Roger.
Get moving, man. Chow down.
Bye .
Hey, Roger?
Roger, what man?
The man in town.
I told him it was your hat, David.
Was it okay to trade it?
Yes, sure.
Do you know him?
What did he look like?
He had a star on his shirt. A gold star.
What's a man with a star?
He was just a man, Roger.
You go ahead.
Indian brothers,
we are gathered here around our campfire
to welcome our revered white brother, David, into our tribe.
This happy occasion happens to fall
on the anniversary of another glorious event,
the great war between the states.
- Isn't David coming? - On this day, 100 years ago
- I'll go get him. - American people...
Don't tell I have a present for him.
All right.
...and turned instead to the task of thinning out their own herds.
David?
Yup.
I'm sorry to disturb you,
but I was sent here by a large tribe of restless Indians
with orders to bring you back alive.
I can't come, Annie.
Why?
I have to go.
Why?
Oh, there are things I have to do.
What things?
My life.
Things I can't explain.
I didn't ask you to.
We didn't ask anything of you. You did your work.
You don't owe us anything.
In a way I owe you my life.
You paid for that.
I have to go.
I know it seems like I'm running away from you,
but it has nothing to do with you.
I say it does.
If you're in trouble, I wanna be part of it.
I wanna help you.
You can't.
Give me a chance to try.
Have you really tried?
You ever stopped long enough to wonder
whether your problems aren't as big as you think they are?
That you're gonna have to face them someday, somewhere?
Someday.
Did you know that an Asian snapping whippet
is not Asian, is not a whippet and does not snap?
- Actually-- - All right, listen.
Report just came in on that key chain.
Kimble's print was on the medallion. He was in that gully and we had him.
- Wow. - Yeah, wow.
But that was almost two weeks ago.
If he wasn't on that train, where is he?
Where did he go and how far?
Maybe into the desert.
Into the desert?
No, he wouldn't have gotten 2 miles.
Well, he could have waited in the gully for the next train or the one after.
I don't think so. Lawler would have picked him up.
I was just trying it on.
It's palm leaf. I'm bringing it home to my kid.
The new man at the Indian school turned that out.
It's a pretty good job, if you ask me.
Well, it’s pretty nice, Danny.
Now, if we could return for a moment to some serious police problems like--
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
What man?
I don't know. New teacher, I guess.
There isn't any new teacher out at that school.
Now, Kimble might have hopped the next train, but he didn't.
We shot him and he was hurt.
And he was hurt too bad to hop the next freight to Lawler.
Hurt too bad even to make it on foot to Kittyville or anywhere else.
Here's where he is.
Oh, good morning, Annie.
Did somebody forget to pay a parking ticket?
What's Deputy Kelton doing out there?
We're looking for a man named Richard Kimble.
No one here by that name.
Is this the man?
Sorry. That's not a very good picture.
Where do you think you're going?
Oh, Annie, I'm allowed.
Your school is outside the Indian reservation.
We have jurisdiction here.
This is private property.
Heh-heh. I know that, Annie.
We just wanna apprehend a criminal.
Not without a warrant, James.
I have one.
He is not here any more.
How long has he been gone?
Look, Annie, you may not care for the police--
That's right.
Oh, if I were a rich old maid living in a mansion in Yuma Heights,
I might like the police very much.
It's your law, same as everyone else's.
- Is it? - Yup.
Tell that to my kids.
Tell it to their fathers who died, drunk, in the gullies
when that law you're so proud of drove them off their own land.
That was a long time ago, Annie.
And I had nothing to do with that.
We're talking about Kimble.
You were, I wasn't.
What did he do, rob a bank? Good for him.
He's a murderer, Annie.
What?
Yup. He murdered his wife.
I don't believe you.
He was tried, found guilty, and sentenced to death.
He's a murderer.
And when we find him, we're gonna take him back to die.
And he knows that.
Now, what do you think he'd do to anyone who got in his way?
Now, Annie,
how long has he been gone?
He left last night.
What time?
About 9:00.
Where did he go?
He was headed north.
Did he have a gun?
I don't know.
That will be the sheriff.
Good morning, ma'am.
- Good morning. - Sheriff.
Got the message.
Must be something pretty big to bring me out here before breakfast.
All right, Steel, what's the big emergency
that leaves the radio operator in charge of Puma's law enforcement
and has me chasing across the desert at dawn?
Kids throwing inkwells?
Sheriff, Kimble was here.
Was he?
- Yes. - How long?
Ton, 12 dip.
How much of a jump has he got.
Maybe nine hours.
Where do you think he went?
She says he went up north.
North, that could mean anyplace.
The road to the North Branch is all over the map.
I think we still have time to pin him down.
How, deputy?
A full bi-state alert.
Roadblocks, highway cordon, everything.
All right, get on the radio. Get me Kittyville.
Right.
They're waiting for you in Kittyville.
What are you gonna do?
Try to get through.
You won't make it, David. Not that way.
I hope you're getting the baseball scores.
We sure haven’t been getting anything else.
- Roadblocks check in? Yup.
He'll show up.
I've seen bloodhounds that weren't as stubborn as that.
When will he show up?
It’s been 16 hours since you say he left. Where is he?
He'll show up.
Well, how long do w have to wait for him?
A day, a month, all year?
Look, Sheriff, let's keep the roadblocks, please.
I'm gonna alert the guard for a helicopter standby.
I'm going into the desert after him.
You didn't do it, did you?
Your wife?
No.
We'll cross the border at the Santuras River.
How far is it?
Eight or 9 miles.
From there, it's a day's walk to Jancero.
When you get there, find a man by the name of Juan Galavat.
Tell him I sent you.
He'll find you a place to stay and work if you want it.
You've gone to a lot of trouble.
You're not kidding.
How come?
You just don't know how to take care of yourself, David.
We're gonna have to walk.
Let's get started.
Listen, David, we're not gonna make it to Santuras.
We've got 8 open miles of desert
between here and the river. If they've started a search,
they're gonna find the jeep before we're halfway across.
In this open countryside, we'd be trapped.
What else is there?
The mountains.
It's the long way to the border, but we'd have cover.
We’d stand a chance.
Will you draw me a map?
Follow me.
There's a cave up there.
It's Annie's.
I'd have expected more sense from her.
The way that wind is blowing, you won't be able to find any tracks.
Well, Jimmy, where did they go?
They were headed for the Santuras.
The jeep breaks down, they leave the jeep.
They head out on foot.
For the Santuras?
No.
For the mountains.
Hi.
When do we eat?
What, all you think about is food?
No, I think about other things.
The children?
I taught them to take care of themselves.
You're pretty tough, huh?
I guess so.
What are you thinking about?
Thinking about you.
What are you thinking about?
The Santuras.
And your friend in Jancero.
If I get there.
And you, and how much I wanna stay.
David?
David, where are you?
Wait a minute. Hover a little back there.
I think I saw something move.
Take another swing over that ridge.
David!
Get back!
Did they see you?
They couldn't have missed.
All right, set her down.
What for?
He's on that ridge. We're gonna nail him.
If we spot him, they told us to do nothing but report his position.
They also told you to take orders from me
and I say I'm getting off!
Kimble!
I know you're down there.
Let's see what you look like.
Show your face.
Hands in the air.
Kimble!
I'm coming after you.
- You stay here. - David--
-lb. -lb.
Please, just stay here.
Drop it.
Don't be a fool, Annie.
This man is a murderer.
And you were gonna murder him.
An unarmed man, trapped in the desert.
You could have called for help.
He would've had to surrender.
You came down from that helicopter to kill him.
There's a law against that, Jimmy.
There's a law against holding a gun on a law officer too.
There's a worse law for shooting one.
But I will if I have to.
And be like him?
Don't be bitter, Jimmy.
Just drop the gun.
I don't think you'll do it.
There's only one sure way to find out.
Thank you, Jimmy.
That was very foolish, Annie.
I'm gonna have to report this when we get back to town.
And I'll have to tell why I did it.
And who knows,
maybe some nice district attorney will appreciate
my having stopped a law officer from killing an unarmed man
who wasn't even resisting arrest.
Now, let's just settle back.
We'll wait for your friends.
Annie,
thanks.
For not turning you in?
For stopping me.
I thought you wanted to shoot him.
What I wanted was to
be a good cop.
You gave me another crack at it.
Tell me something.
Would you have shot him?
I would have this morning.
I wouldn't now.
Annie, you tell me something.
Would you have shot me?
Thanks for the lift, Jimmy.
It is always hot.
- What have you got today? - Tuna salad.
That's all my wife knows how to make.
Frijoles refritos and cheese enchiladas.
Good deal.
So long, Fred.
To Richard Kimble,
a border is a dark tunnel whose other end might lead
to the final encounter with the many-faced enemy.
But for the moment, it leads to safety.