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You wanna play some games?

Break it up! Come on!

Break it up!

All right, Joe, I know you a long time,

but so help you, you start another fight in this-

I didn't start it, I tell you!

She did.

Here, you wanna look? Go on, look at it.

It comes free with the taxes you pay.

Like a fringe benefit.

Leave her alone or I'll-

All right, that's enough. Now break it up.

Let's go.

And I hate to hit and run.

Ah, you don't have to make any excuses.

Come on, I'll drive you home.

It's not necessary. I only live a couple of blocks,

at Maybrook hotel.

Maybrook, huh? That fleabag?

Thank you. It's handy.

Thanks. Yeah.

Go on, Scully,

get on your bicycle.

I'm dry.

Getting bad again, huh?

When is it good?

Joe, don't fight a dead war.

It's over and done with.

No, not for me, it ain't.

I still got one guy to pay off.

Eh, you'll get over it some day.

Sure, I will.

When he's dead.

Buy you a drink?

No. No.

Hello. Hi.

You don't have to worry. Your friends aren't here today.

How's the cut?

Say, did you get in another fight? Who hit you?

My Uncle Joe,

but he didn't mean it.

I was grabbing for one of his pictures

from the Army.

Uncle Joe in the Army?

Sure, in Korea.

Five-twenty-first.

Five-twenty-?

Five-twenty-first, Company C.

That's what it says on his discharge.

That's where he got hurt

'cause he was brave and saved some guy's life.

A medic or something.

I think it was some place called Chuncheon.

Ever hear of it?

Uh, aren't you gonna skate?

No, sir. I just came to say thanks.

Anyway, I don't have any money.

Well, here, I have some.

Gee, thanks.

More coffee, Bert?

No, thanks, we gotta get rolling.

My turn, Stan. Go ahead.

Okay.

You look tired, Millie.

You're working too hard.

Where's Joe?

You tell me.

On the bottle again.

Well, its just when he starts to thinking.

It's like a toothache, I guess.

The whiskey can't cure it,

but, you know, it kills the pain.

Look, Millie,

they got help for people like Joe.

There's all kinds of agencies in town.

What I mean, uh...

I kind of know my way around, so if you decide.

That's very nice of you. Thank you, Bert.

Just call on me.

Hey, easy, easy.

Hey, Mom, where's Joe?

He's not here.

Kenny, wash up and put an apron on.

I need some help.

Sure, Mom.

Say, Mom,

was it Chuncheon, where Joe got hurt?

Mm.

I don't know.

Ah, maybe it's in his Army papers, huh?

Go on. Move.

Look, how many times do I have to say it?

I don't know when he's apt to be back.

Well, I'm-

I'm sorry, but it's important to me.

Can I leave a message?

If he gets back.

Tell him Bob Davies called to say thank you.

Tell him I'll never forget.

He'll understand.

Kenny.

Be right with you.

Kenny, I called you.

Hey, Mom, come here.

I know him. He works at the rink.

He's in the Medical Corps.

Yeah, but they've got his name wrong.

It's not Kimble, it's Davies.

I stopped by the rink

and they said you were off,

but, uh, they didn't say you were leaving.

You know who I am.

You...

You've known since last night, and...

...well, with a phony name, you know I'm in trouble.

So, what?

You know why?

Sure, I read about it.

You kept saying you didn't do it.

I didn't.

Well, that's good enough for me.

Why didn't you say something?

I was just having a little fun.

Wanted to see whether or not you'd recognize me.

And you ought to, when a guy saves your life.

Look...

Joe, I didn't know who it was.

You gotta believe that.

I suppose it's...

If it's not too late, I-

I want to say thank you.

Thank you, Joe. Wait.

Where-? Where you going? We got a reunion.

No, I've gotta go.

Why? Who's gonna find you here?

What's the matter, you think I'm gonna talk?

Ah, come on, look, I saved your life,

you don't think I'd throw it away now?

I'm sorry, Joe.

Wait a minute.

You owe me. Now, look-

You owe me plenty!

I told you I didn't know who it was.

When I went down, my head hit a rock. I blacked out.

Afterwards, I asked around.

I-I- I tried.

Nobody could tell me anything.

You know what a mess it was.

Yeah, what a mess I still am.

Been kind of rough.

I'm sure.

But now I- I got another chance.

There's this doctor I have,

he says he can make me look as good as new.

I wanted to talk to you.

I mean, if you still feel as if I did something for you.

There's no question.

Well, like I say, the diner,

it's too big for Millie to handle all by herself.

And I- I just can't go to the hospital

and leave her like that with nobody.

You'll find someone.

Find someone I can trust? Who?

You don't know the creeps that come into that place.

She's pretty.

They figure for a lousy cup of coffee, they-

See, just you being there...

Joe, I...

I wish I could help.

You wish.

I wish a dame could look at me sometimes without turning away.

I wish this lousy leg of mine would stop hurting nights.

I wish I could sleep!

Look, I...

Two or three weeks,

a month.

That's all I'm asking.

I give you a whole life.

When would you have it done?

Just a few days, more like a week.

I'll ask the doc.

It's gonna take you a couple of days to break in anyway.

Here.

Now, here's the address of the place.

It's on- On Lake Street, see?

Tomorrow afternoon, huh?

All right.

And bring your stuff with you too.

I found you a place that's near the diner.

I wouldn't leave you in a dump like this.

You won't run out on me, now, will you?

I won't run out.

You know something?

You see, it's almost worth it to have a friend like...

I'll see you tomorrow, then.

Joe? Mm-hm?

What do you know about this doctor?

Know?

Well, he's one of the best.

Tops.

Well, I mean, how can he do anything?

It's so close to the eye.

All the others said-

Well, maybe he's smarter.

Maybe he's, uh...

better with his hands.

What's the matter, you're worried about

running the place alone?

No. I'll get somebody.

I found somebody.

Joe, maybe you should see the V.A. doctors first.

Now, please don't bug me

with them again, will you?

Just stay out of it.

Thank you.

Oh, boy.

Me and my big mouth.

Forget it.

Millie, I know I'm hard to take sometimes.

Believe me that things are gonna be better.

Come on, wait- Wait and see.

Don't give up on me, Millie.

Who's giving up?

Hey, been looking for you.

Come on in here.

Meet the boss.

This is my sister-in-law, Millie Hallop.

Bob Davies here.

He's Kenny's friend from the skating rink.

He's the one that's gonna help us out.

Joe, I'm not so sure that we need any help.

Now, what are you talking about?

I mean, maybe Kenny and I-

No, no, not on your life.

You can't.

You gotta have a man around here.

Joe, we don't have the room.

There's just three rooms.

He's not gonna stay here.

I mean, I found him a place.

Listen, I'll, uh, drive you over.

Wait until I get my sweater.

Get out. I don't want you here.

Well, he does.

This is my place. Get out.

Well, who's gonna help you when Joe goes to the hospital?

I don't need any help. Get out.

Take my word, I have my reasons.

There.

I gotta go to the doctor this afternoon,

but I'll try and make it back before the supper crowd.

All right, let's go, huh?

So he looks me over and he says,

"Come on in next week".

So I go in next week.

And the next, and the next.

Four weeks in a row.

Then he say he can do it.

What did you say his name was?

Haberton.

Ah, he's a big society doctor.

Well, this is it.

Nice and quiet here.

You'll like it.

Quite a ways out. I suppose there's a bus.

Now, why do you need a bus?

Use my car while they got me tied down.

Wait a minute. The key.

I think you'll find it's a little dusty,

but, uh, the price is right.

Won't cost you a dime.

It's mine.

Bought it about two years ago.

I started fixing it up but then I quit.

Why?

Well, what's a guy buy a house for anyway?

For a girl.

You got a girl?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, I got a girl.

If you mean looking at someone

when she doesn't know she's being looked at.

If you mean kidding yourself

that she even knows you're alive.

If you mean thinking all sorts of

crazy thoughts at night

when the pain won't let you sleep.

Well, then, yeah. Yeah, I got a girl.

Have you told her?

What's the use?

Well, you started all this. Why did you quit?

Because I looked at myself in the mirror one morning.

Because I tried to walk like a man one day.

A Halloween mask with a gimpy leg.

Ah, what's the use?

Hey,

any of that stuff get on you?

No.

I-

I forgot that stuff was there.

I was cleaning the brick with it.

About a year ago.

That's muriatic acid.

If that ever got on you,

it could have burned you bad.

Not doing the carpet any good.

Yeah, yeah.

Uh, don't- No, don't touch that.

I'll get a broom.

This would have to happen right now

when I'm pressed for time.

I gotta be at the doctor's at 4:00.

There.

Listen, uh,

would you mind eating down at the-?

Down the road a bit, at the diner, there?

I- I'll pick you up tomorrow morning, okay?

Yeah, okay.

Thanks.

All right, I'll- I'll see you then.

That's right. We stamp every label like that.

It's our inventory control.

Tells us when we purchased the item.

"Fifty-nine D," for example,

that would be last November.

How about 66E?

Sixty-six E, that means that item

would have been stocked in March,

two months ago.

I don't suppose you could have sold it to someone

say a year ago?

Not a chance.

Do you sell much muriatic acid?

Oh, some. Not like we sell toothpaste, though.

Do you know when you sold the last bottle?

No, no, mister, that would be pretty hard. We-

Now, wait a minute.

Henry. Yeah?

Have you sold any muriatic lately?

Yeah, matter of fact,

last night, right before closing.

This young fella came in,

a nasty scar on his cheek.

Why, is something wrong?

Now, look, mister, all those labels are clearly marked.

Muriatic, poison, hydrochloric acid.

It has nothing to do with you.

What's the matter? Something happen?

Somebody make a mistake?

Nobody made a mistake.

Well, here we are.

Here they are.

Now, we know it's gonna be rough

because we know they're dug in up there.

So we crawl along on our bellies, and we pray.

And I mean pray, you know.

You know, you just don't say the words.

And it's dark out,

but not dark enough.

You want to spit at the moon and put it out.

And then,

"Medic. "

From up there.

"Medic. " One of them.

Some of them Commies talked English better than we did.

I don't know why not.

Sent enough of 'em to college.

Then he yells it again,

"Medic. "

And then this guy we got with us,

this medic,

only been with us just a couple of days,

he jumps up and he says:

"Where? Where are you?"

"Here,"

and there he is.

You can see him,

silhouetted against the moon.

And he's throwing.

A grenade, huh? Yeah.

This medic is standing right in front of me.

It's like he's nailed into the ground.

So I jump up and I hit him out of the way

just about the time that this apple goes off.

You ever seen a grenade go off?

A rifle will drill a hole in you.

A machine gun will chew your arm off maybe.

But a grenade...

Boy, you're way out tonight.

What's bugging you?

Nothing.

I'm celebrating.

Celebrating what?

The end of the war.

No, but if Sergeant Keefer would stop by.

Please, lieutenant.

The first chance that he gets.

Mom.

Please.

Thank you very much.

Kenny, you have homework.

Go on.

He tried to dump acid in my face.

I checked with the doctor.

There's no operation. There never was.

That's why you wanted me out.

You knew he'd try something.

I was scared, but I was still hoping.

Not for you, for him.

He's hurt himself so much already.

I know.

How? You walked away on two good legs.

How would you know?

Why did you come back?

He'll kill you.

Why did you have to come back?

I feel I...

owe him.

Well, maybe I can't pay it all back.

Maybe...

I can try.

If he feels that there's someone who cares,

just one someone in this

whole world that cares...

Oh, tell me about it.

Go on, tell me...

Tell me about somebody who cares.

Go on.

Or should I tell you?

You know what it's like to turn around suddenly

and wonder if someone's watching you?

Or to have your hair done just hoping he'll notice?

Half crazy with him being so close all day.

And worse when you're alone at night.

You tell me about it.

Go on, mister.

Tell me about caring enough to help.

He'll kill you and then nobody will be able to help.

Get out.

All right.

I'll...

I'll get out.

Left my suitcase at Joe's house.

House?

On Milldale Road.

Joe has a house?

He bought it two years ago.

He bought it for you.

There aren't many buses out there.

I'd like to borrow a car.

I'll drive you out.

Kenny.

I have to go out for a while.

How long ago, lieutenant?

MAN Oh, about five minutes ago.

Did she say it was urgent?

No, not really.

Okay, thanks. Yeah, I'll stop by.

Uh, cut across Lake and stop at the diner.

Right.

Millie.

It's me. I'm back.

Millie?

Hey, Millie?

Millie, you here?

M-

Where's your mother?

Out.

Out?

Where?

Where did she go?

I asked you something, Kenny.

Where did your mother go?

She's driving him out-

Who?

Who's she out driving with?

Mr. Davies from the rink.

Where did they go?

Kenny, tell me now.

Where did they go?

Milldale Road.

He said you had a house there.

When Kenny's father got sick and died, I thought:

"Well, they can't scare me

with atom bomb talk anymore. "

I know what it's like, the world falling apart.

Can't look ahead.

How long ago was it?

Two years, maybe a little more.

Joe was very good to us,

to Kenny and me.

Down deep, he's a very gentle guy.

I guess, after a while,

I stopped looking back.

Was that wrong?

To love someone who needed to be loved?

No, I wouldn't think so.

How do I thank you?

You don't.

Somebody there?

Millie?

Come on, open up.

Oh, hi, Kenny.

Hey, you closed down early tonight.

Your mother here?

Joe? Anyone?

That's funny.

Your mother asked me to stop by.

Well, maybe tomorrow.

You been crying, Kenny?

Kind of smudged.

You better go wash up.

Me, I got plans for that peach cobbler.

Go on. I'll help myself.

Sergeant!

You gotta stop him. You gotta, please.

He's got a grenade.

What grenade? Who?

Joe. He kept it in here.

He went after Mom and Mr. Davies.

Where? Do you know where?

Milldale Road someplace.

Joe's got a house up there.

If he'd said one word.

Just one word.

It's dusty.

Needs a woman's touch.

JOE Medic!

Medic!

He's drunk.

Joe.

Joe, listen to me. I wanna talk to you.

Joe, where are you?

Here.

You had to tell her, didn't you?

You had to bring her here!

You haven't done enough to me already.

Joe, I've never done anything to you.

I just wanna talk.

You finished me!

And I'm gonna finish you the same way!

He kept a grenade in his room.

You hear that, medic?

You know what I mean?

In the same way!

Now, he won't do anything

if he thinks you're with me.

Now, you keep him coming this way.

Millie?

You there?

I'm here, Joe.

Get away from him.

Get away from the house.

I won't do it.

I won't leave the house.

I said get away from the house!

I won't!

I found it!

I won't let you destroy it!

Ask her why, Joe.

You sure you don't want the screamer?

It might scare him off.

Or push him over the edge if he's been lushing it up.

No use running, Kimble.

I can throw faster than you can run.

Joe.

One, two, three, four.

Joe!

Joe.

Joe.

Joe.

Oh, no.

No!

Now, listen to me.

Listen to me!

I never hurt you.

No, you hurt yourself.

All you could think about was yourself.

Your scar, your bad leg.

You never looked at her.

You never saw her looking at you.

You never asked her what she saw.

Somebody straight...

and strong...

and good.

Somebody I could love my whole life.

Not anymore.

It's too late.

No, Joe, it's not too late if you wanna try.

If you give yourself time, Joe.

If you'll only give yourself time.

I left word for Keefer.

You better get out of here.

Go on, you got two good legs.

Use 'em.

Don't worry about me.

I'll make it.

We'll make it.

Well, she just, uh, kept saying that:

"You gotta get rid of it, Joe.

I don't want that old grenade lying around our house. "

Our house?

You mean you two, uh...?

We've sort of had it in mind for some time now.

That's nice.

That's real nice.

Say, uh, where's the other one?

The other one?

A guy named, uh...

Was it Davies?

Kenny said you were after him.

Boy.

Why, the things that kids dream up.

No, Millie just brought him over to see the house.

And then I drove him over

to catch the Springfield bus.

I mean, that's the least we can do.

He's an old Army buddy of mine.

He saved my life.

Let's go.

For Richard Kimble,

it must always be this way.

Until he finds the man with one arm,

the one man in the world who can help him

walk in the light again,

Richard Kimble must find his way in the dark.

A fugitive.