All language subtitles for The Fugitive 2x16

Norma, I'm wanted
on a murder charge.

What kind
of a story is that?

It's a true story.

( knocking on door )

GAVIN:
Miss Sessions.

( knocking on door )

GAVIN:
Miss Sessions,
are you all right?

Look, tell him, uh--

Tell him you can't
see him right now.

You're too upset to see him.

You'll go away
and I'll never see you again.

( knocking on door )

GAVIN:
Miss Sessions!

If the police take me,
they'll...execute me.

And look who's
the loser either way.

( suspenseful theme playing )

All right.

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:

Angie Dickinson,

Robert Duvall,

John Ericson.

ANNOUNCER:

( carnival music
playing on organ )

NARRATOR:
The southern coast
of California,

where the land ends,

and an amusement pier
juts out into the sea.

Ooh, sorry.

A place where strangers meet,

where a new face
is not suspect.

The fingerprints
are still Dr. Kimble's,

but the name
is now Ben Horton.

( carnival music
playing on organ )

Hello.

By the hour
or by the day?

What's that?

You want to rent a pole
by the hour or by the day?

Actually,
I'm looking for a job.

It's kind of slow out here
this time of season.

You get that bait cut
and quit gassing.

How bad do you
want a job, mister?

Bad enough.

How good are you at barracuda?

I don't know,
but I'm willing to try.

Lars.

You go down
to Sessions Gift Shop.

Down there by the
merry-go-round, on the right.

You tell Miss Sessions
Lars sent you.

That's me.

Thank you.

Miss Norma Sessions.

Every tramp
comes bumming a job

you send 'em down
to Sessions.

Not one of 'em lasts
more than a day.

One of them will.

( carnival music
playing on organ )

( women shriek )

( crowd chattering )

May I help you?

Um...

Miss Sessions?

Yes.

( tender theme playing )

May I help you
with something?

Uh, I'm, uh--

I'm looking for a job.
I, uh--

Well, you see
a-a man on the pier,

he said his name was Lars,

thought there might
be a job here.

Well, maybe there is.

Put down your name
and address, please.

Maybe if you moved it
over here a little.

The light's better.

Well, I can, uh,

give you a name.

I'm negotiating
for an address.

Now, that I--

I can write my name,
do I get the job?

Ben Horton.

I've got a strong back
and I mind my own business.

NORMA:
I'm not even sure
there is a job. It, uh--

it kind of depends on--

( clicking )

It depends on my brother.

When can I meet him?

Excuse me.
I'll be right back.

This one's nice.

Try not to be
too nasty to him.

Please, Leslie.

Stop.

I'm just trying
to help you look neat.

He's good-looking too.

Get him.

If you'd like
to meet my brother.

Mr. Horton,
Mr. Sessions.

How do you do?

You see, Leslie
was in an automobile accident.

The job
is to care for him.

He has to be carried
from his chair

to his bed
and dresser and fed.

Go.

I was just telling him.

Get out.

I'm only trying to help,
that's all.

A man doesn't like to hear
himself called vegetable.

Leslie.
Get out!

If you'll excuse me.

Unreasonable?

Mean?

A little.

She hates me.

Question.

Go ahead.

Why?

Why do I want the job?

It's the only one I can find.

Is it my sister?

I just met her
a little while ago.

Ben Horton?

That's right.

Bum?

Well, I travel around
a little, yes.

Anything else?

I'm sober and I'm honest.

I don't know that.

No, you don't.

So we'll just forget about it.

You've got the job.

But I'll be watching you.

( suspenseful theme playing )

You better
leave the door open.

Well, he's asleep.

Already?

Well, that is something.

Um...

If you'd show me
where I could get

some sheets
and some towels.

I guess that's
all I'll need.

Oh, yes,
the sheets, well--

I was just about
to go after them.

They're at my place.

Oh.

If you want to walk me home
you could pick them up.

Then I won't have to come back.

Uh, sure.

( carnival music
playing on organ )

Mind a little music?

Well, no.

It's getting to where I can
hardly go to sleep without it.

Any objection
to colored sheets?

That would
be fine.

It's a nice mattress
you're gonna sleep on.

I know, because I've been
sleeping on that bed

while there was no one
to take care of my brother.

Well, I guess I forgot
to talk to you about salary.

Would 75 a week
be all right?

Well, uh...

Don't worry, it doesn't
come out of the shop.

My brother got $100,000
insurance after the accident.

It comes from that.

Uh, 75 will be plenty.

Oh, I didn't know
how tired I was.

I'd ask you to stay for a drink
or something, but...

Oh, it's all right,
I'm tired too.

Well, good night.

Mr. Horton.

Good night.

( carnival music
playing on organ )

Watch out for the hairpins.

Yeah, I will.

Thanks.

( carnival music
playing on organ )

( ominous theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

( mellow theme playing )

( horn honks )

Hi, any customers?

I sold an ashtray.

Good morning, Leslie.

You know,
it's such a nice day,

it's a shame
to be cooped up here.

Why don't we
go out in the sunshine?

No.

You need
a little color.

No.

You haven't been out
of this room since I got here.

Three days.

( tense theme playing )

All right,
we won't go outside.

Would you like
some more ammunition?

Sleep.

You've had ten hours.

Such a thing
as too much sleep.

Horton. Chair.

What?

Chair!

Oh.

I'll be back soon
if you need me.

Thanks.

What for?

Selling the ashtray.

Glad to be of service.

( tense theme playing )

( mellow theme playing )

There.

There you go.

( grunts )

( sighs )

Now, let's do the exercises.

The ones we did yesterday.

Come on.
No.

Come on, one...
No.

Two.

( snarls )

Look, I know it's painful
and I know it's hard,

but it's gonna
do you good.

I told you about
the hospital I worked in.

Now, I saw fellows with half
your mobility to start with

jet back
the use of themselves.

Little by little.

First it was a toe,
and then a--

And then a finger,
and then a hand

and pretty soon
they could walk.

Now, that was something to see.

But they had
to work for it.

Couldn't start and stop.
Couldn't start and stop.

He shouldn't have started
in the first place.

Um...

What's the point
of raising his hopes?

Well, I didn't think there was
anything wrong in trying.

The doctor tried.

Ben,
he tried everything.

I know. I didn't think someone
should just give up, you know?

Those exercises
are painful.

He's had so much pain.

I pray every night
he won't suffer anymore.

I know, I know,
but I--

Well, I know
how you feel.

Horton.

Exercise.

Leslie, you'll only
make yourself worse.

Get her out!

Give me a minute.

( tense theme playing )

Okay.

Here we go.

One, two.

Prays.

Three, four.

( breathing heavily )

Now, you control your breathing
like I showed you.

Come on.

One, two.

Don't let her use you.

Three.

Four.

One, two.

Horton.

I heard you.

Three, four.

Grab ahold.

One, two.

Three, four.

What's the matter?

Horton.

What about him?

You should see him
with Leslie.

It might sound crazy,
but I wouldn't be surprised

if he had him walking soon.

Yeah,
that does sound crazy.

Just forget about it.
I tell you, you should see them.

You're not getting soft
on the guy or something.

Now, that wouldn't fit.

Of course not.

It's just...

Well, he--

He just doesn't seem the kind
of drifter you'd expect.

You're the one who told me
he ducked when he saw that cop,

right?
I know, I know.

So make your pitch.

There's no telling
what a guy like that

would do
for a couple of bucks.

He's not like that.

Well, what is he like?

I don't know.

I don't know,
but don't get angry.

I-- I'll--

I'll talk to him.
You'll see.

I'll take care of it.

NORMA:
She named my brother
after Leslie Howard

and me after Norma Shearer.

They made a movie,
Romeo and Juliet together.

My mom was in it too.

She was an extra.

That's how
she met my father.

He was an electrician
on the set.

Am I going on and on?

No, it's fine.

They opened the shop when things
got bad in Hollywood.

My dad always said
that was the end of the line.

The pier.

You don't like
to talk about yourself, do you?

I find you
much more interesting.

Who, me?

An old maid?

Hm.

I got the impression that Lars
was going to change all that.

Lars and I?

He's nice.

But he doesn't make waves.

But he, uh...

He looks to me
like he's in love with you.

Little boy stuff.

Norma, I can't make you
any speeches. Uh--

I'm not asking for any.

Or promises.

You talk too much.

( soft romantic theme playing )

Oh! The tide!

Oh, Ben!
( laughing )

Oh, you think
that's funny, huh?

Oh.

( ominous theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

( carnival music
playing on organ )

Quiet all of a sudden.

It's, uh, kind of a relief.

You get used to that old
merry-go-round music.

Not me. I couldn't.

You could if it meant
a place of your own.

One of these days
Leslie is gonna be able

to take care of himself.

It'll change.

You really think so, Ben?

You know, he ate
by himself this evening.

At least,
he picked up the spoon.

( sighs )

Picked up the spoon.

And I'm gonna be
27 in two months.

He's making good time,
Norma.

I hate you.

Why is that?

( sighs )

Because...

Because you make
me feel like,

right here and now,
and not someday...

Like--

Like I'm a woman.

Mm.

You better get away.

You better get as far away
from me as you can.

Why?

Because I'm no good for you.

I'm no good for anybody.

You want an argument?

I'm serious.

You know the kind of dream
I keep having?

It's about a man.

A man who comes into my life
and carries me off.

Sets me free.

Um...

You're not the first woman
that ever dreamed

of a knight
on a white horse.

He's not a knight
or anything.

Just a guy
who comes out of nowhere.

A guy who's had it rough
and can see it in someone else.

That's just a dream,
Norma.

But in the dream...

The way he sees it,
I'm in prison,

and Leslie's
keeping me there.

So it's like it's

either my life or his.
Leslie's.

You understand?

That's not a dream, Norma,
that's a nightmare.

That's what makes it
so horrible.

Whenever it happens,
I wake up happy

thinking something wonderful
is about to happen.

Well, you can't blame yourself
for a dream.

Ben.

I had that dream again.

The night before
you came to the shop.

Norma, people have
all sorts of dreams.

It's a way of getting rid
of our anger or frustrations.

There's nothing wrong
with dreaming.

You can dream about
anything you want.

Just don't get it
mixed up with reality.

I better go check on Leslie.

Sure.

You're not mad at me
or anything?

Sure I am,
can't you tell?

( mellow theme playing )

You wanna tell me about it?

I got soaked on the beach.

I know.

He was up here
for over an hour.

It's not what you think.

Lars, it's not.

How do you know
what I think?

I talked to him
about Leslie.

And?

It didn't work,
that's all.

Listen, Norma, up to now
it's been just you and me.

No games,
no secrets, right?

You've had enough
proof of that.

Okay, so if he doesn't play
by the rules, we change them.

Lars.
No, we change the rules.

We waited a long time
to land this one.

I know.

And don't start thinking
about throwing him back.

Or me neither.

You've got it all wrong,
Lars.

No, I've got it all right.

I just want
to make sure you do.

( suspenseful theme playing )

That's it.

( clicking )

The receipts.

How much?

A hundred--
You count 'em, Horton.

Call me
when you're finished.

I've been watching you and her
lately, like I said I would.

And after I told you
how she hates me.

Ah, you don't know that,
Leslie.

I do know that,
I see it in her eyes,

so don't try
and tell me different.

It's like a war, Horton,

and I wanna know
whose side you're on.

A hundred
and twenty-five dollars.

Horton?

Horton, you talk about
helping me!

( dramatic theme playing )

Horton? Ben?

Oh. I-I sat up.

I sat up, Ben.

By myself.

Without any help.

You. It was you.

No, you just got mad,
Leslie.

You just got mad.

( carnival music
playing on organ )

Where's your father?
( Lars scoffs )

Made a couple
of dollars yesterday

and he's out boozing it up.

My brother went to the bank.

Ben took him.

What are you
talking about?

He hasn't been outside
since the accident.

He sat up today.
By himself.

You're kidding.

It was Ben.

I told you,
the exercise and all.

Lars, it's almost spooky.

He got to you, didn't he?

No.

No.

Norma, how many chances do you
think we're gonna get?

You want to spend the rest of
your life on this stinking pier

playing nursemaid
to Leslie?

You think I wanna stay here
with my dad stinkin' up

the place
with his dirty booze?

I gotta get out of here.

And so do you.

I know.

Okay, now,
let's look at the facts.

Why do you think
he went to the bank?

To deposit the receipts.

No.

Leslie would've made you
do that, same as usual.

We gotta find out.

That money is ours, Norma.

LESLIE:
Awarded for injuries.

I always thought that was
some kind of bad joke.

Awarded.
I couldn't even hold it.

But now, look!

Take as much
as you need, Horton!

( laughing )

This money ought to go
back in the bank vault.

It's been there too long,
like me.

Here, now,
take as much as you want.

Look, um,

Leslie...

You can pay me by learning
to walk, all right?

If you won't take it,
will you help me spend it?

I'm going to be
moving on soon.

I told you, I like to travel.

Then let me travel with you.

We'll leave any time you say.

Even tomorrow.

My sweet little sister
can have this shop.

Now, we'll go someplace lazy,
maybe like an island.

With girls and, uh,

gin in
coconut shells.

( laughing )

Gin in a coconut shell.

I have to think about that.

KIMBLE:
You get some rest.

We'll talk about it later.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( romantic theme playing )

It's getting late,
I guess we better get back.

What time is it?

About 11.

Let's not.

What?

Go back.

Let's just stay right here

and go someplace where
everything's happy all the time.

Norma.
What have we got?

You and me, I mean.

Something good right now.

Right now.

Nothing more?

I told you--

But things can change.

Not by themselves maybe,

but if you sort of
give them a little help.

Yeah.

Maybe we'd better
be getting back.

I'm getting cold.

( carnival music
playing on organ )

Horton.

Lars was supposed
to meet me here at 11:00.

You seen him?

No, I haven't, I'm sorry.

Never mind.

Hello, I'm back.

( clicking )

( tense theme playing )

( suspenseful theme playing )

LARS:
No, Ben! No, Ben, please!

( Lars screaming nearby )

( knocking )

Let me in!

Come on.

Come on, let me in!

Open the door!

Come on, let me in!

Hey!

Let me in!

Hey, open up!

You!

Open the door.

( tense theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

Get-- Get the police.

Get--

Lars!

Lars!

Norma, he killed
your brother.

He k--

( dramatic theme playing )

He did it.

No, I didn't.

He was here.

Are you trying
to say that Lars--?

I'm trying to say
I didn't kill him.

Well, go on, ask him.
He was here.

Why don't you ask me yourself?
I haven't been here all night.

Isn't that right, Norma?

LARS:
Well, go on, tell him.

Tell him.

Lars and I
have been together all evening.

I'm gonna get the police.

( dramatic theme playing )

( sirens approaching )

( sirens wailing )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

OFFICER ( on loudspeaker ):
All persons not residents
or in business on this pier

are ordered to leave at once.

This is by order
of the police department.

Let's go, folks.

Move on, please.

Let's move.

( suspenseful theme playing )

There's the guy
I told the whole story to.

Well, a good story
bears repeating.

All right, like I said,
Miss Sessions and I were walking

down at the beach--
Hold it.

When you finish getting
those pictures in there

get some out here
for me, will you?

Now, you were
down by the beach.

That's right,
and then we came back here

to meet my pop
for coffee.

Yeah, that's right.
And before I forget here,

Horton comes
right in here,

and the next thing
I knew

that poor cripple's screaming
his lungs out.

"Ben don't!"
he keeps yellin'.

I heard him
a couple of times.

Very convenient.

What's that mean?

I understand you recommended
Horton for this job.

Was he a friend of yours?

No.

I felt sorry for him.

Got the pier locked in tight,
lieutenant.

What about Horton?

Look, I'm after a man,
not a tactical exercise.

Get going.

Yes, sir.

Now, didn't you tell
Officer Scheer that when Horton

ran out of here he had
an overnight case with him?

Yes, sir.

And that was Leslie's bag,
and it was open.

I could see it was
full of money.

How much?
You have any idea?

How would I know?

What do you think,
I counted it?

About 25,000?

I told you, I don't know.

That's right,
that's what you told me.

That's right,
that's what I told you.

OFFICER:
Lieutenant!

Yeah.
OFFICER: We got him.

( dramatic theme playing )

You got the wrong fish,
lieutenant.

( action theme playing )

( tires screeching )

He's gotta be
around here somewhere.

Wagner, Nicholson,
round up all the men you can

and bring 'em down
this end of the pier.

We'll ring
the whole area.

Come with me.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( lever creaks )

( carnival music
playing on organ )

( action theme playing )

( suspenseful theme playing )

Ben.

We may
be here for a while.

I think
you owe me that much.

I'm sorry.

I couldn't help it.

Couldn't you?

Lars made me do it, I swear.

The other night?
That dream of yours?

Now we both know what it is
you wanted me to do.

No, I wanted us to--

You wanted what, Norma?

I don't know,
I just wanted to get away.

And it didn't matter
with whom, did it?

Just whoever to kill your
brother and give you the money.

It didn't matter
if it was Lars or me

or some man
walking down the--
No, no.

It wasn't like that,
it wasn't.

I love you, Ben.

It's been
a long night, Norma.

It's true.
Forget about it.

You know what you want,
you got the money, you got Lars.

You can buy
yourself a pier.

Or go to that
place you talked about

where everyone's
always happy.

Lars would have killed me,
you don't know what he's like.

I got a good idea.

Ben.

As soon as I
get away from Lars,

I can write to the police
and tell them the whole story.

Everything.

They'll let you go and then
I can meet you someplace.

No, thank you.

I can tell them
Lars threatened to kill me

and that's why I lied.

They'll believe me because
he'll still have the money.

Norma, I'm wanted
on a murder charge.

Oh, that's just
plain crazy.

You don't have it in you
to kill anyone, I know that.

I didn't kill anyone
but a jury convicted me.

What kind
of a story is that?

It's a true story.

( knocking on door )

GAVIN:
Miss Sessions?

( knocking on door )

GAVIN:
Miss Sessions,
you all right?

Look, tell him, uh--

Tell him you can't
see him right now.

You're too upset to see him.

You'll go away
and I'll never see you again.

( knocking on door )

GAVIN:
Miss Sessions!

If the police take me,
they'll...execute me.

And look who's
the loser either way.

All right.

Did he hurt you?

No, he didn't hurt me.

Take him away.

I'm sorry you had to go
through this, Miss Sessions.

NORMA:
Lieutenant.

Lieutenant, he's not
the one who killed my brother.

( officers shouting )

Lars and I
planned it together.

( tense theme playing )

What I said upstairs...

I guess I meant it.

( tense theme playing )

( mellow theme playing )

You may be required
to make another statement.

Where can
you be reached?

KIMBLE:
The YMCA.

GAVIN:
Piece of advice, fella.

Next time you get mixed up
in something you didn't do,

don't run away,
no matter how bad it looks.

I'll remember that.

NARRATOR:
Save up a lot of loneliness

and you're apt
to spend it somewhere.

This time on a lonely pier,

livened only by the sound
of an ancient calliope.

And the brass ring
caught by a fugitive

can only give him
another brief ride to nowhere.

( dramatic theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

ANNOUNCER: