The Fugitive (1963) s02e28 Episode Script
A.P.B.
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: ( dramatic theme playing ) 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.
ANNOUNCER: The guest stars in tonight's story: Paul Richards, Lou Antonio.
And special guest star Shirley Knight.
ANNOUNCER: ( dramatic theme playing ) ( police sirens wailing ) ( train bell dinging ) NARRATOR: 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.
( ominous theme playing ) ( train horn blows ) MAN: 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.
( train whistle blowing ) ( mellow theme playing ) 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.
( phone ringing ) 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.
( melancholy theme playing ) Sheriff.
By train.
Pinky and the other two went by train.
That's all I can tell you.
They hopped a freight.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( train horn honking ) 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? PINKERTON: 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.
( dramatic theme playing ) 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.
( dramatic theme playing ) 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.
PETERSON: 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.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( train whistle blowing ) 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? ( sighs ) 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? ( train whistle blows ) 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? ( train brakes squeal ) ( action theme playing ) 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? ( dramatic theme playing ) Pete.
( doorbell rings ) Yes? KIMBLE: 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.
PINKERTON: 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.
PINKERTON: 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 ( over TV ): 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.
( ominous theme playing ) This interruption in your regularly-scheduled program was at the request of the State Patrol.
We now return you to The Late Show-- ( TV clicks off ) 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.
MARGARET: 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.
PINKERTON: 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.
( chuckles ) 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.
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.
( car horn honks distantly ) 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.
( doorbell rings ) 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.
( suspenseful theme playing ) ( dramatic theme playing ) 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.
( hangs up phone ) 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.
Good night.
( car door slams ) ( engine starts ) Very good.
Oh, thank you.
Let's eat.
Yes, let's do.
I'm starved.
PINKERTON: 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 ( snaps fingers ) 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.
( suspenseful theme playing ) ( sighs ) 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.
( laughing ) No.
Don't do that.
( grunting ) 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.
KIMBLE: 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.
KIMBLE: 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.
PINKERTON: And then we head for Florida.
I have friends down there.
Now, is there any reason why that shouldn't work? MOONEY: No, it's good, Pinky.
PINKERTON: 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.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( eerie theme playing ) 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.
( laughs ) ( clears throat ): 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-- ( chuckles ): 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.
( sighs ) 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, l-let's-- Let's go.
Okay, open it up.
( engine starts ) ( horn honks ) PINKERTON: Who was that? It was just Lindstrom.
PINKERTON: Who? MONA: Just the housekeeper.
It's all right, I only waved.
PINKERTON: Whose housekeeper? Our cleaning woman.
Going to your house? I forgot about it.
Oh, fine.
Look, turn around.
MOONEY: No, Pinky.
Why? PINKERTON: Just turn around and go back.
Yoo-hoo, Mrs.
Ross! I'm here.
Mrs.
Ross? 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.
( lock jiggling ) ( suspenseful theme swells ) ( screams ) I-it's Mrs.
Ross.
She's dead.
I want the police.
She's been-- ( screaming ) MONA: Mama? Mama? KIMBLE: 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? PINKERTON: Matt, I don't have time to explain.
Give me the gun.
( Lindstrom crying ) 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.
( dramatic themeplaying ) Matt, no.
( police siren wailing in distance ) Don't run.
You got a chance now.
Let them take you back.
( knocking on door ) 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.
( suspenseful theme playing ) ( dramatic theme playing ) 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.
( mellow theme playing ) 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.
( engine starts ) NARRATOR: 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.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( dramatic theme playing ) [ANNOUNCER READING.]
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: ( dramatic theme playing ) 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.
ANNOUNCER: The guest stars in tonight's story: Paul Richards, Lou Antonio.
And special guest star Shirley Knight.
ANNOUNCER: ( dramatic theme playing ) ( police sirens wailing ) ( train bell dinging ) NARRATOR: 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.
( ominous theme playing ) ( train horn blows ) MAN: 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.
( train whistle blowing ) ( mellow theme playing ) 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.
( phone ringing ) 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.
( melancholy theme playing ) Sheriff.
By train.
Pinky and the other two went by train.
That's all I can tell you.
They hopped a freight.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( train horn honking ) 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? PINKERTON: 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.
( dramatic theme playing ) 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.
( dramatic theme playing ) 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.
PETERSON: 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.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( train whistle blowing ) 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? ( sighs ) 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? ( train whistle blows ) 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? ( train brakes squeal ) ( action theme playing ) 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? ( dramatic theme playing ) Pete.
( doorbell rings ) Yes? KIMBLE: 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.
PINKERTON: 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.
PINKERTON: 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 ( over TV ): 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.
( ominous theme playing ) This interruption in your regularly-scheduled program was at the request of the State Patrol.
We now return you to The Late Show-- ( TV clicks off ) 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.
MARGARET: 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.
PINKERTON: 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.
( chuckles ) 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.
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.
( car horn honks distantly ) 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.
( doorbell rings ) 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.
( suspenseful theme playing ) ( dramatic theme playing ) 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.
( hangs up phone ) 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.
Good night.
( car door slams ) ( engine starts ) Very good.
Oh, thank you.
Let's eat.
Yes, let's do.
I'm starved.
PINKERTON: 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 ( snaps fingers ) 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.
( suspenseful theme playing ) ( sighs ) 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.
( laughing ) No.
Don't do that.
( grunting ) 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.
KIMBLE: 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.
KIMBLE: 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.
PINKERTON: And then we head for Florida.
I have friends down there.
Now, is there any reason why that shouldn't work? MOONEY: No, it's good, Pinky.
PINKERTON: 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.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( eerie theme playing ) 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.
( laughs ) ( clears throat ): 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-- ( chuckles ): 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.
( sighs ) 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, l-let's-- Let's go.
Okay, open it up.
( engine starts ) ( horn honks ) PINKERTON: Who was that? It was just Lindstrom.
PINKERTON: Who? MONA: Just the housekeeper.
It's all right, I only waved.
PINKERTON: Whose housekeeper? Our cleaning woman.
Going to your house? I forgot about it.
Oh, fine.
Look, turn around.
MOONEY: No, Pinky.
Why? PINKERTON: Just turn around and go back.
Yoo-hoo, Mrs.
Ross! I'm here.
Mrs.
Ross? 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.
( lock jiggling ) ( suspenseful theme swells ) ( screams ) I-it's Mrs.
Ross.
She's dead.
I want the police.
She's been-- ( screaming ) MONA: Mama? Mama? KIMBLE: 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? PINKERTON: Matt, I don't have time to explain.
Give me the gun.
( Lindstrom crying ) 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.
( dramatic themeplaying ) Matt, no.
( police siren wailing in distance ) Don't run.
You got a chance now.
Let them take you back.
( knocking on door ) 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.
( suspenseful theme playing ) ( dramatic theme playing ) 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.
( mellow theme playing ) 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.
( engine starts ) NARRATOR: 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.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( dramatic theme playing ) [ANNOUNCER READING.]