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( horn blaring )

NARRATOR: Name: Richard Kimble.

Profession: doctor of medicine.

Destination:

death row, state prison.

Richard Kimble has been tried and convicted

for the murder of his wife.

But laws are made by men, carried out by men.

And men are imperfect.

Richard Kimble is innocent.

Proved guilty, what Richard Kimble could not prove

was that moments before discovering his wife's body,

he encountered a man running from the vicinity of his home.

A man with one arm.

A man who has not yet been found.

Richard Kimble ponders his fate

as he looks at the world for the last time

and sees only darkness.

But in that darkness, fate moves its huge hand.

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( suspenseful theme playing )

( croaking )

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ANNOUNCER:

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A QM production.

Starring David Janssen as The Fugitive.

With guest stars Patricia Crowley,

Madeleine Sherwood,

Arch Johnson,

Gina Gillespie.

ANNOUNCER:

( mellow theme playing )

Papa? Don't you need me to help you today?

Jenny, honey? First bell's ringin'.

Jenny, love, you hurry now,

'cause Mama don't want no more of them nasty notes from teacher

about her baby bein' late.

Papa, please.

Do I have to go?

Straight to school, now. And straight home afterwards.

And don't you go near them woods at all.

Stay away from that pond, hear?

Papa, please.

I never did my homework.

You'll be late, Jenny.

Papa,

don't you need me?

Get. Get along.

WOMAN: Hey, Jenny. You walk, now, don't you run.

You run, you gonna make yourself sick.

Jenny, wave bye-bye to Mama.

Now, 10 months after his escape,

take Richard Kimble, unjustly convicted of murder.

Put him down on the Missouri Hills, a handyman,

driving a truck for a local fuel and feed company.

Once again, he has changed his identity:

He has become Jim Fowler,

a stranger in town.

( ominous theme playing )

Hello?

Hello?

Oh, Naiad.

Oh, Naiad, Naiad...

( speaking Latin )

( somber theme playing )

Oh, Naiad, it's the worst day ever.

I never did my homework, and look, I tore my dress.

Oh, you've just got to help me.

'Cause I don't know what Miss Norton will do to me now.

Oh, please, send me something to say.

Make something happen.

Oh, please. I'll do anything you say,

only, please... ( footsteps approaching )

( dramatic theme playing )

Hi.

Are you all right?

I thought you might have hurt yourself.

I found these in the road.

They're not mine.

Whose are they?

A little girl left them there.

Well, do you think you could take them to her?

I don't know her.

I see, um...

Her name is Jenny Ammory.

Well, maybe she'll come back for them.

Or maybe, if you're going on to school,

you could take them to the teacher.

I'm sure Miss Norton'd know who Jenny was.

Mister?

Mister.

Jenny's supposed to never ever come near this pond,

and that's why she went on ahead to school,

so nobody'd ever tell on her.

Nobody. Ever.

Well, I didn't, see her, of course...

but, uh, I'd say she did the right thing

in going on to school.

( dramatic theme playing )

Oh, Naiad, thank you.

He's just what I needed. Oh, thank you for sending him.

Thank you.

( spooky theme playing )

( children shouting indistinctly )

BOY 1: Hey, come on!

BOY 2: Get over here!

Come on, Jimmy!

Come on! Go on!

Come on! Yeah!

Come on! Look at me go!

BOY 3: Get that ball, come on!

Come on, get it! Come on, get it!

Miss Norton?

Jenny.

Well, you can take your recess now.

You need the change and the exercise.

Gonna send another note home to my ma?

Jenny, does your mother know

that you're almost always late for school,

and that your homework is seldom done?

Well, you can tell her if you want.

'Cause this time, it wasn't my fault.

I told you, something awful happened.

Well, I know, dear. You always have an excuse.

This time let's just keep it between us.

Maybe we'll get to be friends, huh?

Now, you run along. We'll talk about it after school.

Miss Norton, I had to come through the woods this morning.

A man got after me.

Got after you?

Yes, ma'am. He was blockin' the whole road.

A perfect stranger.

Jenny, you have a wonderful imagination and I'm glad,

but sometimes you carry it too far.

You know, there's a great deal of difference

between pretending and fibbing.

I'm not fibbing!

There was a man.

I was late 'cause I came through the woods.

I had to come all the way around

so's he couldn't get me by that pond.

And he tore my dress.

He got me so scared that I lost my homework paper.

And I ran and ran. Oh, I really did my homework,

but I lost it.

Jenny, how did you tear your dress?

There. I told you.

I tore it when I was running to get away.

Jenny...

Jenny, remember the time you saw the wild Indians...

...and the, uh--? The monster?

I know, but this is real.

Well, you said that about the monster too.

I don't care. This is different.

Yes, Jenny. This story is different.

Because it could mean something to grownups that's...

Something that's very dangerous.

To him or to me?

To him.

If-- If there is a man like this,

there could be a great deal of very bad trouble about it.

But you don't believe there is.

The important thing is I want you to be sure about it.

Now, look, don't say anything more about this

to anyone else just now.

You think it over carefully,

and then tell me the story again at lunchtime.

But it'll still be the same and you still won't believe me,

because you don't want to.

Even if I prove it.

It's hard to make you understand that what I don't want

is for you to be hurt,

either by a lie or the truth.

I won't be, Miss Norton.

'Cause there's someone who protects me all the time.

Someone who knows I'm not a liar.

Wait and see.

( spooky theme playing )

( mellow theme playing )

Hey.

That ain't Ty Tyson at all.

That's that fellow he hired last week.

How do you do?

Howdy.

Uh, Mr. Tyson sent me over to get a cord of wood.

Ain't you that feller, uh, Fowler?

That's right. Jim Fowler.

I've heard about you.

I'm, uh, Mrs. Ammory.

How do you do? Yonder's my man, H.R.

How do you do?

Ah, my daughter Jenny's gone to school.

I-I guess you probably passed her on the road, huh?

On the...? Uh, well-- Well, I, uh...

Unless she's gone snuck off into them woods again

like I told her not to, to play.

Yeah, I guess I came along too late and I didn't see her.

Ah. Firewood's ready.

Oh, I hope she gets there on time today.

You know, that teacher we got now, Miss Norton,

picks on some of 'em.

Mostly the girls.

She likes the boys just fine. Heh!

Well, we're the Ammorys and, uh, you're Jim, huh?

That's right. We'll do the loadin', mister.

You know, come to think of it,

her bein' the town librarian too,

you probably know Miss Norton, don't you?

Yes, ma'am. We've met.

Enjoy our library, do you?

Yeah, the books are nice.

They say you've read quite a bit since you come to Hainesville.

Well, it's a nice little town to read in.

Maybe I should've asked you

before I talked about her like that.

I hope I didn't step on no tender toes there, Jim.

No, ma'am. I've been to the library twice.

Uh, but not tenderly.

Sure I can't give you a hand with this wood?

No siree, Bob.

Ty Tyson'll wanna cut the price

if we let his hired hand help us load up.

We need that $20.

Every penny of it. Stand back, mister.

Miss Norton ever mention to you why she ain't been married?

A woman her age?

Uh, no, ma'am. We just passed the time of day.

Menfolk around here like her right enough.

Ain't that true, H.R.?

Women carry on about her somethin' fierce.

That's true.

'Course, havin' a baby and runnin' a house,

them things age a woman some.

But, you know, there she is, really older than me.

Leastways not no younger.

Ain't never taken a husband.

Some do, some don't, that's all.

'Course you ain't married neither, are you, Jim?

Uh, no, ma'am.

Say, I know why you ain't seen Jenny.

It's 'cause she run all the way to school.

That's what she did, I told her to walk and she run.

She run, she run, she run so she wouldn't be tardy.

See there, that's that teacher again.

She got that child plumb scared, poor little thing.

( upbeat harmonica theme playing )

Hey, Brains.

Hey, Brains.

Better hop to it, the boss is calling for you.

Let's see, now, I-- I gave you $15, didn't I?

Yup, ten-five.

Got a $5 bill in your pocket?

Got Mr. Ammory's firewood out of the truck?

It's, uh, unloaded, stacked over there.

Oh, he's a real wizard, ain't he?

Oh, yeah, very polite with the ladies too.

( laughs )

Here you go, H.R.

Twenty dollars, paid in cash, right?

Oh, don't forget to put it on your income tax.

( chuckles )

Tell your missus I said hello, will you?

( engine starts )

Here you are, two, three, four, and I sure do thank you, Brains.

I gave you five.

Oh, that just makes us even.

Cost me a dollar 'cause you had them Ammorys load that wood

without you helpin' 'em.

I could've charged them an hour of your time.

What's that? That's a dime.

You pay me a dollar-ten an hour.

( laughs )

Hey, I like you, Brains. I really do.

You hear that, Sailor?

( chuckling )

Ha, ha, ha-- No, Ty. What was it, huh?

Oh, man, that's rich.

Yeah, you're all right, Brains. You know what I'm gonna do?

I'm gonna let you load about a ton of coal on this truck.

That's very nice of you, Ty, but I'm trying to eat my lunch.

Well, you can eat later today.

Board of Elders ordered this coal

and paid for it in advance.

Come on, I'll help you.

( mellow theme playing )

Can't this wait half an hour? No, it can't.

Our little schoolteacher wants it up there by noon recess.

To the school, huh?

Oh, that's different, ain't it?

I guess it is.

Never keep a lady waiting.

Especially Emily Norton, right?

She's a lady.

What you been doin' to find that out?

I thought I was quietly observing.

She's intelligent.

Alert.

Probably too much of a lady

to take up with any stranger in town, right?

She hasn't taken up with me,

if that's what you're worried about.

I didn't say I was worried about it, did I, Brains?

Heh. No, fact is...

I'm kinda takin' it easy with her,

and I don't like nobody rushin' me.

I don't think she knows she's spoken for, Ty.

She will, when the time comes.

( grunts )

'Course, I can't talk as pretty as you.

Want me to tell her for you?

Heh, you wanna take the chance?

Heh.

'Course, you could just stay away from her entirely.

I think I'd like that better.

( chuckles )

( peaceful theme playing )

( children shouting indistinctly )

( dramatic theme playing )

He's here.

He's here. I told you he was after me.

Now he's here.

Jenny.

There. There.

Now do you believe me?

Jenny, that's simply the man delivering the coal

I ordered for the furnace.

Mr. Fowler.

Don't tell him where I am.

Don't tell him what I said.

He'll lie to you.

Jenny, you stay right here while I go speak to him.

Now, I've met him. He seems like a very nice man.

No! Don't tell him!

I have to show him where to put the coal.

If you tell on me, Miss Norton,

a terrible thing will happen.

( sighs )

( door opens )

( door closes )

Mr. Fowler.

Hello.

Uh, hello, Miss Norton. Uh...

Mr. Fowler, do you know one of my girls, Jenny Ammory?

Well, I know who she is.

Do you know where she lives?

I was at the, uh, Ammory farm. I picked up some firewood.

Oh? When was that?

This morning.

What time? Before school?

Yes.

Was Jenny there?

Uh, no, uh, not at the farm.

Well, did you see her?

I bet you don't give out many A's, Miss Norton.

Bang, bang! Pow! Bang!

Marvin. MARVIN: Bang!

Marvin, please.

You're not permitted to play around the barn.

Now, run along outside.

Okay. Sorry, teacher.

Come on, let's go.

I'm sorry.

I have quite a bit of trouble with Jenny Ammory.

She has a-- A fantastic imagination.

She told me a story

about something that happened this morning.

Something that involves you in a rather unpleasant way.

About a man.

Chasing her through the woods.

I think I'm ahead of you.

I'll tell you a secret.

It was me, but I-- ( knocking )

( dramatic theme playing )

NORTON: Jenny! Shame on you, Jenny.

You tell me stories, you-- You disobey me,

and now you eavesdrop on me.

Well, little girl, you are in trouble now.

This is very, very serious!

( dramatic theme swells )

Mama, Mama!

( bawling ): Mama, Mama!

What is it? Oh, Mama.

Oh, there, there, there. Mama.

Baby, what's the matter? Mama.

Oh, there. What are you doing home at this hour, sweetheart?

Mama... Hmmm?

Something awful happened.

She send you home for misbehavin'?

It wasn't me, Mama.

Her and this man.

Who? What man?

The man who works for Mr. Tyson.

He came to school in the truck.

He did? You mean Jim? That-- That-- That Jim Fowler?

Yes, Mama. And I saw him and Miss Norton go into the barn.

You what?

Come on, baby. Come on inside with Mama, now.

You tell me all about it.

Come on now, baby. Come on.

Oh, Mama, I'm tellin' the truth, honest.

She saw me. I tried not to let her see me.

Then she got real mad. And she scared me.

And then I ran so hard I even tore my dress. Oh, baby...

Oh, I just had to come home.

She's got it in for me now.

All right. There, there, there. I just had to come home.

Sh-shh. You did just right, sweetheart. You did just right.

There, you settle down now. You're safe with Mama.

You did just right, sweetie.

Poor little girl. Bein' made to look at somethin' like that.

Them shameless, no-good--

Give me 3-- 3921, please.

You tell Mama just what you seen.

Mama, I just can't.

Of course you can't, baby. Come on, never mind.

Mama knows.

H-hello, Mrs. Sturgis?

This is Mrs. Ammory.

Yeah, well, I thought I should call you first, Mrs. Sturgis,

because, uh, Mr. Sturgis bein' chairman of the Elders...

Well, you see, my-- My little girl

come home from school just now...

and, uh, well, it's happened.

Mm-hm, just like I always knowed it would.

( eerie theme playing )

Oh, Naiad, Naiad...

( speaks Latin )

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Three times today you saved me.

Three times.

Most of all, Mr. Fowler.

Oh, thank you for him.

I know why you sent him now.

He's how you want me to fix her good.

I will, oh, I promise.

He's how I'll fix Miss Norton really good.

Forever.

( mellow theme playing )

Deke, gonna be some fat canaries in this town,

amount of birdseed them women's been buying lately.

Ty get back from Basin City yet?

No, but he will be soon.

Maybe, uh, suppertime.

Reckon he found out about him and her in the schoolhouse barn?

No, but he will as soon as he gets back.

Wait'll he hears about that meeting they're having tonight.

He'll know then.

And, man, look out. There's gonna be fireworks.

( chuckles )

Jenny, you, uh, surprised me.

There were people out front so I snuck in back

so nobody'd know I was here.

Oh. Well, what can I do for you?

I need you to help me.

All right.

My teacher...

she's awful mad at me.

Oh, I don't think Miss Norton's really mad at you, Jenny.

Well, anyhow,

you go to the library, don't you?

Yeah, sometimes.

Well, could you take something back for me?

You could say you just found it someplace and brought it back.

( whispers ): Then maybe she'd like me better.

'Cause it's been gone a long, long time.

It's a book.

Well, yeah, I could take it back, Jenny,

but wouldn't it be better if you took it back?

Then she'd know I stole--

I mean, then she'd think I stole it.

Well, all right, Jenny.

Can you take it this afternoon?

Well, I can take it right now.

I'm just closing up.

I have to hurry.

( spooky theme playing )

It's the regular Thursday meeting of the board,

but we plan a little special discussion.

That's why my husband sent the note.

'Course, if you've got something else to do,

you don't have to come.

( door opens ) No, no, I'll--

I'll be there.

We'll look forward to it then.

Ladies.

I brought you a book. ( inhales sharply )

( eerie theme playing )

There's nothing as badly timed as a badly timed entrance.

Well, I guess my time has run out here, Mr. Fowler.

Well, you saw the ladies.

Mrs. William Sturgis, no less.

Oh, her husband is chairman of the Board of Elders.

Y-you know of course, that they meet every Thursday evening,

and they-- They want me to be there this evening.

What for?

Oh, just a friendly, cordial, impossible chat

about my being whatever they think I am.

Well, what do they think you are?

This is the fourth town I've tried, Mr. Fowler.

Well, they always have a name for me:

"Worldly." "Sophisticated." "City girl."

And there's always a man like Mr. Tyson.

Oh, Mr. Tyson.

Mr. Tyson has ideas, you know.

Probably some of the married ones too.

You might as well face the facts.

You're an attractive woman.

Attractive enough to raise the temperatures

of most of the healthy males in this town,

so you've got to expect the women's eyebrows to go up.

I don't care about the eyebrows.

It's the 30-day notice that I resent.

And then having to look for another town.

Why don't you fight back?

I came here to teach the children,

not to fight their parents.

And I'm a good teacher, Mr. Fowler.

I believe that.

They need a good teacher here in Hainesville.

Maybe, uh...

Maybe you just have to learn how to fit into a small town.

I was born in a small town just like this one.

I left it. I traveled.

I went to school.

I was looking for something...noble.

And then I met this man.

Oh, I'm-- I'm sure you've heard the rest of that before.

Nothing serious.

J-just heartbreaking.

You know what my friends used to--?

Used to tell me in New York?

They used to say, "Emily,

"you can take the girl out of the small town,

"but you can't take the small town out--

Out of the girl."

Oh, I didn't belong in New York.

I could never find myself there.

But I don't belong here either, that's for sure.

Miss Norton, stop feeling sorry for yourself.

We've all got troubles.

So you went to the big city. Now you're back.

Just don't accept a 30-day notice.

Teaching is your job. Why don't you fight for it?

( somber theme playing )

Hi. Hi.

Get all your business taken care of?

Not quite.

You didn't miss anything around here.

That's right, 'cause it hasn't happened yet. Has it, boys?

No, not quite.

But you do remember my warning you not to try to beat my time

with Emily Norton, don't you?

I-I didn't think you were afraid of competition from me.

( all guffaw )

Old Sailor's tickled. He thinks I'm gonna hit you

right in the mouth.

( laughing )

Wouldn't be so funny, would it?

I ain't afraid of competition, Brains.

I just wanna see if I got some.

( Sailor laughing )

See, I never listen to gossip, so I let you alone.

But I know you just come from the library...

...so I say if we're gonna compete, let's compete.

Ooh-whee! Look at him come.

Oooh!

Ha, you got him, Ty. You got him.

( men laughing )

MAN: What's goin' on here? Come on, break it up.

Let me through. ( men groaning )

How come you're down? Hold on.

Aw, McNary, ain't you got no sense of fair play?

Hold it, mac.

There's no hard feelings, Brains.

But since your little romance here is over,

you stay away from that schoolhouse and that teacher.

Even find yourself another job, 'cause you're fired.

Meanwhile, you just stay off the streets of Hainesville

and outta my sight.

( grunts )

( ominous theme playing )

McNARY: Yeah, yeah, that's right, sheriff.

Huh?

Well, I'll be darned.

I'm much obliged to you.

The sheriff says you was lying about your references.

That job you said you had up in Sandville before you come here?

All right. So?

So you ain't done nothin' wrong here.

I got nothin' against you so long as you don't

stir up this town any more than it is right now.

But, Fowler,

there's a bus through here at 9:00 tonight.

Now, I got to face that crowd down at the church,

and I'd just rather tell 'em

that you was on that bus and gone.

That way, it'll be better for you, better for the girl

and about the only way I'll get this town back to normal.

Wait a minute, uh, what crowd? What are you talking about?

The meeting of the board.

They got Miss Norton in there now,

on account of her sneakin' off into the barn with you

or some such of a thing.

Sneak--?

What are you talking about?

About half the town is down there now at the church,

talkin' about what Tyson done to you.

Now, it looks bad enough for her no matter where you're at,

but the further away you are, the better.

Believe me, now, come on.

Wait a minute.

McNary, McNary, they're wrong about her.

Well, then let her tell 'em that.

They already got the one version from Mrs. Ammory and Jenny.

Come on. Jenny Ammory?

Yeah, sure.

Now, are we goin' down to that station

or you gonna tangle with the county sheriff?

What's gonna happen to Miss Norton

if I run out on her?

McNary, I'll be on the bus at 9:00.

First I'm going over to that meeting house.

You coming with me? Yeah.

And then to the bus station.

We do not want this sort of thing going on

under the very noses of our innocent children,

Mr. Chairman, isn't that right?

( chattering indistinctly )

We've gotta do something.

Mrs. Ammory.

Please be seated.

Now...

Now, Miss Norton,

you, uh...

You were seen in the barn, there.

You understand, of course,

these aren't charges or accusations--

Not accusations?

Well, then what are they?

Trying to drive me out of my job with rumors?

Well, I-- I-- I won't let you say it.

They're simply not true.

You callin' 'em lies?

Mr. Chairman, your own wife saw him come there to visit,

while we was there.

That's right.

In the public library. In public.

Well, there he is right now.

( chattering excitedly )

STURGIS: Please, please, folks.

Take your seats.

Mr. Sturgis, Mr. Fowler here's got somethin' to say.

Mr. Fowler?

Hi, Jenny.

Sir, um...

Ladies and gentlemen,

I'm leaving town.

( crowd murmuring ) MAN: About time.

And I'd like to help clear up this thing before I go.

I'm sure none of you wanna make a mistake.

I understand there's some charges against Miss Norton.

Ah, listen to him. Listen to what he's sayin'.

( gavel bangs )

No, Mr. Fowler.

No charges.

But there is a report that, uh... Well...

Well, that's what I mean, I think.

Jenny, uh, told you

that, uh, we were in the barn,

Miss Norton and me. That's right.

Well, I was wondering where the other witnesses were.

Other witnesses, Mr. Fowler?

What are you talkin' about? What other witnesses...?

What's he mean?

You remember, Jenny?

You don't have to say nothin', Jenny, love.

Then why'd you bring her here?

Hush.

Now, Jenny, you, uh...

The little boy.

Don't you think he ought to be here?

( tense theme playing )

Jenny, remember, he was playing with another boy.

They were playing cops and robbers or something.

Miss Norton told them they weren't permitted

to play in the barn.

Well, maybe you couldn't see them, Jenny,

because you were hiding in the barn

and we were over by the truck.

Well...

anyhow, the truck was...

I mean...

What's the name of the little boy?

Marvin Sturgis.

Marvin?

My son was there?

Yes, Mr. Sturgis.

Is he coming down here?

Certainly not.

I don't want him involved in this.

Involved in what, Mrs. Sturgis?

This. This-- This what?

It was so unimportant to your son,

he didn't even think to mention it to you.

Jenny.

Jenny, were you lying?

Mama.

Mama.

You never lied to Mama, did you, Jenny?

You ask your son and some of the other children.

There were quite a few around.

Take the trouble to put together the facts.

You'll come up with the truth.

You did lie to Mama, didn't you?

You lied to Mama and made her look the fool.

I'm gonna have to whip you for this, Jenny.

I'm gonna have to whip you good.

Get away from me! Get away!

Oh, Mama. Oh, Mama.

I-I-- I'm sorry I lied.

I'm sorry.

I-I was scared of him. I-I was scared.

( ominous theme playing )

Because what really happened was,

that man chased me. What?

That man chased me through the woods and he tore my dress!

MRS. AMMORY: Mr. Chairman.

Mr. Chairman. Mr. Chairman. ( indistinct shouting )

( ominous theme playing )

Jenny, um...

let's start at the beginning.

( ominous theme playing )

And if...

one of us makes a mistake,

the other'll correct it, all right?

You scared me.

You know you did.

Jenny, I may have scared you,

but that's not the same as chasing you.

You scared me and then you chased me into the woods.

And now you're calling me a liar.

No, I'm not, Jenny. I...

It's just...

that when people are scared, they sometimes get mixed up.

I know I do.

And, Jenny, I'm scared now. I need your help.

Then you shouldn't have chased me

and made me tear my dress.

Her dress was tore. I remember that.

Had to mend it myself.

Jenny, why did I follow you into the woods?

Wasn't it to do you a sort of favor?

No, no, no!

What do you mean, followed her into the woods?

Mrs. Ammory, I never denied that.

I-I may have scared her, but--

Oh, not now, you ain't.

I never have.

Oh, yes, you did.

Didn't you come to--?

To pick up a load of wood this mornin'?

And didn't I ask you had you seen my Jenny?

You said you didn't.

You told me that to my face.

You said you had never seen my Jenny.

There was a reason.

I'll bet there was.

You stay there, Fowler. This man's under arrest.

( indistinct shouting )

( action theme playing )

( crashing )

Come on!

Time comes, I'd-- I'd really like to know

what happened in that barn

to make her tell a story like that.

Oh, Miss Norton, if I was wrong, I'll be the first one to say so.

Please, Mrs. Ammory, w-would you sit down?

I'd like to talk to Jenny, if I may.

Well, all right.

Go on, Jenny.

Come on, dear. Sit over here.

Now, Jenny,

I want you to think very seriously

about what you've seen, not what you've heard.

A man who-- Who really doesn't know me

and who certainly didn't have to expose himself to help me...

Jenny, this man is in terrible danger.

Do you remember I told you that was a dangerous story?

What story? When? This morning.

Jenny was late for school without her homework.

Oh, Jenny.

He... He made me lose my homework.

Well, you never told Mama.

Hold on.

Well, why would you tell the teacher

when you wouldn't tell your own mama?

Eh, shut up a minute.

Jenny...

didn't you tell me this morning

you never done your homework?

( sad theme playing )

Jenny?

Jenny?

Jenny, you come back here!

( door closes )

All right. Come on, better get your guns, boys.

We'll flush him outta the woods.

( chattering )

( suspenseful theme playing )

Oh, Naiad, please, please.

Oh, Naiad, please.

Ma and Dad, they're awful mad at me.

They're awful mad.

Mama's-- She's gonna whip me

on account of me lyin' about Mr. Fowler.

You have to help me. You have to.

( water splashing )

Jenny, if you scream, those men'll kill me.

Thank you, Jenny.

Now you're scared too.

I told you that at the church.

Now you're really scared.

Jenny, will you help me?

Jenny, I...

I've never done anything bad to you, you know that.

You helped Miss Norton.

You can't be my friend and her friend too.

She hates me.

She doesn't hate you, Jenny.

She's got my ma and pa on her side.

They all hate me.

You mean you haven't got any friends?

( ominous theme playing )

My Naiad is my friend.

Well, didn't...?

Didn't she tell you I wanted to be your friend too?

No!

Well, now...

why not?

Why didn't you tell her--? Tell her the truth?

You're a very bad friend. She is not!

But, Jenny, she...

She makes everyone say that you're a liar,

and she makes you late for school, and...

And she gets you into trouble.

She does not!

All right, Naiad.

You get Jenny out of this.

You get her out of it right now.

( eerie theme playing )

She can't.

She's only a doll.

You see, Jenny, we have to help each other.

We're both in trouble.

TYSON: Fowler.

Get away from that girl.

Hey, everybody! I found him.

At the mill-pond.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Jenny. Jenny.

Quit talkin' to her.

Get out of the way, child.

( tearfully ): No, don't. No, don't.

He didn't do anything.

Don't kill him, please.

Step aside, honey.

Now, Jenny. ( sobbing )

Leave him alone!

Leave him alone!

Leave him alone!

He never did anything. Don't kill him, please.

He never chased me. I lied. I lied.

( sobbing )

I lied.

( crying )

All right, folks, I believe we can all go home now.

( somber theme playing )

( mellow theme playing )

GIRL 1: Good morning, teacher. Good morning.

GIRL 2: Hi, teacher. Good morning.

Well, I know Miss Norton feels alone.

I know she needs a friend.

Do I have to?

No, you don't have to.

You don't have to take those books back.

That was your idea.

You see, you were, uh...

such a good friend to me last night.

Well, I thought you might come up with some idea

of how to help her too.

They've been gone a long, long time.

I'm tired of 'em anyhow.

Maybe there are some different ones you'd like to read.

Come on.

( mellow theme swells )

Give you a lift into town?

Bus station?

Thank you.

Get in.

Next town you decide to settle down in,

you need some references, you call on me.

I'll be proud to oblige you.

NARRATOR: This is Jim Fowler, about to die.

He will last long enough

to take the bus out of Hainesville, Missouri,

and then a new identity must emerge.

A new identity to hide the path of his flight,

and the path of his search for the man

whose crime has made Richard Kimble

The Fugitive.

( dramatic theme playing )