All language subtitles for The Fugitive - 3X03

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.

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.