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NARRATOR:
The name: Dr. Richard Kimble.

The destination:
death row, state prison.

The irony:
Richard Kimble is innocent.

Proved guilty,

what Richard Kimble
could not prove was

that moments before discovering
his murdered wife's body,

he saw a one-armed man running
from the vicinity of his home.

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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ANNOUNCER:
The Fugitive.

A QM Production.

Starring David Janssen
as the fugitive.

Co-starring Chris Robinson.

Lou Antonio.

Brenda Vaccaro.

Tonight's episode,
"See Hollywood and Die."

NARRATOR:
Sierra Point, New Mexico.

Resident population: 562.

Transient population: one.

Richard Kimble, who currently
bears the name Al Fleming.

It is now more than a year
since the escape.

Hey, Ray.

You ready?

You're early.

Maybe ten minutes.

Bonnie said the dinner would be
on the table at a quarter past,

and the others will be
over at 7.

I don't know.
After last week...

maybe I should
give up poker.

Be right back.

I'll close up
for you, Ray.

You just can't wait to see me
in bankruptcy, can you?

That's it.
Heh-heh.

Well, I'd appreciate it if
you could close up for me, Al.

Okay.

Yes, sir?

Fill it.

You got something
cold to drink?

Over there
in the machine.

Uh... My buddy would like
to see you inside.

Oh, yeah,
just a minute.

Now.

Put your hands
down.

Get rid of her.

Sorry, lady, we... We're closed up.

Oh, no.
I just want a road map.

We're fresh out.
You better get moving.

What's the matter
with you?

Lady,
I said split.

Smile.

Smile.

Ray.

Les.

It's a holdup.

Open the door.

Pow.

You see me drop that old cat?

Yeah, I saw you.

Looks like we're in the clear for now.

What's with "now?"

Those hick cops will
never catch this baby.

They maybe drive a good plow,
but that's it.

But it's
some junk pile, huh?

I bet it could do
120 easy.

And what's
your name, baby?

Please.

Could you just let me stop and get out?

When you get out,
it's gonna be for good.

You and the grease
jockey here.

He means like...

pow.

Pow.

You know, both of you guys
are pretty stupid.

Shut up.

Tsk. Both of you...
real dumb.

But very tough.

Don't put me down, mister.
I mean it.

You know, I was setting
that old man up for two weeks.

I was all ready
to make a hit...

and you two young punks
come along, foul it all up.

He had $500
under the tray.

I was counting on that
for a stake.

What's your story,
Charlie?

My name is Al Fleming.

It's not Charlie.

You're working
on something?

I did some time.

I have to get
to L.A.

What for?

A job.

It's not important.

Why not?

Hey, Vinnie...

you think he needs some persuading?

Easy, baby.

Please.
Will you let me go?

You don't wanna split before
the kicks start, do you?

I- I just want to get out.

Please.

Hey, Vinnie?

You know, I could really see blowing into
L.A. with this chick behind the wheel.

You going to L.A. too?

Hollywood.

Me and Vinnie, we're gonna take a... A swim
in one of them movie star's swimming pools.

Right, Vinnie?

That's right.

Yeah.

What's taking you
to L.A.?

What's the difference?
We won't make it.

You got a different ending
for that story?

You ever hear
of a roadblock?

Yeah, a roadblock.

Now,
if you're interested...

there's a dirt road
.up ahead

Goes straight through
to Flagstaff.

It'll never be covered,
if you're interested.

Coming up on the right.

Take it.

You're pretty
smart.

I'm a pro.

ANNOUNCER
Ladies and gentlemen,

this is KGBM in Gallup

interrupting our Saturday Social.
Approximately 30
minutes ago, two gunmen

held up Ray Loomis' gas station
in Sierra Point,

killed Loomis and abducted
his helper, Al Fleming.

Also abducted was a young woman, driver
of the late model, white Continental

in which the killers
made their escape.

All listeners are urged
to report any information to...

It's a blast.

Gonna have to
get rid of the car.

What're you selling?
You want us to walk?

The way you keep driving this car, you're
liable to entice yourself right into the chair.

Buy a car
in Flagstaff.

Buy a car? Are you cuckoo, daddy?
Why should we buy a car?

So we don't get caught.

Vinnie,
I don't like this guy.

I'll live through it.

Maybe.

Okay.

We gotta buy a car.
What do we use
for dough?

You got 30, 35 dollars. I got close
to 100. That should buy something.

And the little lady's
got some dough.

Little lady puts 300
in the pot. Vinnie.

How about you, daddy?
You got a bundle waiting in L.A.?

About 150,000.

A job?

Uh-huh.

Well, maybe you need
a couple of good boys.

We don't
want him, Vinnie.

We been doing okay without some
hard nose sounding off all the time.

I decide what we want.

Look, he comes on pretty strong
in the words department.

You listen to me.

I got a feeling we're gonna
mix it up a little pretty soon.

It could happen.

When we do,
I'm gonna have the gun.

I don't trust you, Al, daddy.

How about you,
Vinnie?

Miles is my buddy.

Chew on that, daddy.

I want you to know
I'm on your side.

Come on.

You gonna let that
cat out in public?

He's a grease jockey.
He knows cars.

You buy it.

And I'll be
watching.

Come on.

Keep your eye on her.

Yeah.

You seem like a pretty smart fella to me.
How did you get mixed up with a nut like that?

Look, Miles is okay.
We were in a home together.

In Chicago.
The Markham Home for Boys.

He's okay, once
you get to know him.

I'll bet.

Just came in today on a bankruptcy.
Doesn't even have 25,000 miles on her yet.

How much?

Five and a quarter.

I'll give you 400.
Four-seven-five cash.

Uh, sorry, Mac...

Okay, okay.

Four and a quarter.

But only because
you look like a nice guy.

Here you are.

That's only 400.

That's because
I'm not a nice guy.

We'll take
the car now...

and come back for the rest
of these papers in the morning.

Certainly.

Here, you fill in
the rest.

I've already
signed it.

Thank you.

Hey!

Hold it a minute.

Hold it!

Lucky I caught you.

I never like to see a buyer drive
out of here with anything wrong.

Jimmy. Heh.

My boy will have it fixed
in just a minute.

What's wrong?

A taillight's out.

Nothing will bring a cop
like a busted taillight,

and they'll soak you
ten bucks for it too.

Jimmy, fix
the taillight.
It'll just take a minute.

No. No.

What happened?

Nothing.

We just picked ourselves
a square chick. That's all.

Maybe she just has
good taste.

Now, you shut up.
I'll...

Okay, okay.

Come on.
We got the other car.

Let's move it over.
Come on.

You got a crank
for it?

Nah, he says it will get us there.
But we gotta ditch the other car.

Why won't we just
leave it here?

We could put a note on the windshield
and tell the cops we were here.

Okay, I get the picture.

But where do we stash it then?

I got an idea.
You two get in the other car
and follow me.

Now what's that
all about?

Well, you struck out, kid,
so now it's my turn.

Well, who elected you... ?
Who even said you're in the company?

Okay, Vinnie?

I don't know. She could be
a lot of trouble.

I say we dump her
right now. For good.

Afraid I'll make you
look bad?

Come on. Follow me.

I don't like him
calling the shots.

Now, he's good.

You should have seen him
operate with that jerk salesman.

I still don't like
the way he swings.

Oh, Vinnie, I don't think he's
smart enough for the L.A. deal.

Oh, who needs it?
Who needs
your lousy L.A. deal?

We need it!
You and me.

You're just gonna
let him take off?

With a chaperone.

You follow
in the other car.

I guess
I'd better go in.

Hey,
wait a minute.

I thought you said
your folks were asleep.

Yeah, but if Mom ever
woke up and saw the time...

Why here?

See the newspapers?

That's the Ferguson house.

So what?

They're away
on a vacation.

Hey, maybe I better
call the police.

Oh, no, then I'd have
to explain to Mother
why I was out so late.

No cops.

Let's go.
No.

Stay here.

I'll take two of whatever you get.

Right.

And hold
the onions.

Right.

Now's your chance,
daddy.

I l... Let's see
the big lover operate, huh?

Oh, well, go ahead.
J- just forget I'm here.

Yeah?

Give me five cheeseburgers to go

and...four coffees.
Black.

Got a long haul
or you just hungry?

No, I'm having a party in the back of
my truck if it's any of your business.

Watch it, Mac.

Oh, I was just
kidding, uh...

I've got some friends
out in the car...

Just making
conversation, mister.

I couldn't care less if
you had Liz Taylor out there.

Yeah, I got it.

You only work
the swing shift.

Maybe I don't like
an audience, kid.

Oh, yeah. Yeah 'course, huh?

You want me to split.

Well, daddy, never say
I didn't help a buddy out.

Maybe when I get back you'll
have the nerve to hold her hand.

How about that?

Somebody could have
stolen the car.

Remember what I said earlier?

Now, don't
pull away.

Just relax.

He's got to think
I'm, uh...

making time.

Now, trust me.

Who are you?

It's not important
who I am.

What's important is we
get away from those two.

How? They're animals.
They're going to kill us.
How do we get
to the police?

We stall for time.
Maybe they'll buy
my story.

Just follow
my lead, huh?

Do you wanna hear something funny?

What?

I was supposed to be
married yesterday.

Bridesmaid...

gown, rice...

The whole thing.
And I ran.

I kept thinking...

it's too soon.

I'm not ready yet.

I want
a little excitement.

I haven't done anything, I
haven't... I haven't seen anything.

I'm just not ready
to settle down.

I couldn't face it.

I couldn't.

Larry with his
button-down collars

and his household budget.

Saving ten percent
of his salary every week.

Do you know what I mean?

I know what you mean.

To think for a little
bit of excitement...

Oh, I wanna go...

I wanna go home.

Do you think we'll ever
really get out of this?

We'll get out of it.

If you can tear yourself away,
you owe me 3.90.

Oh, sure.

There you go.

Four dollars.

Sure a 10-cent tip
won't break you?

Uh, I'll give you another
tip. Your prices are too high.

MAN:
Hey, Mae.

Is that cherry or boysenberry?

That pie?

Raisin.

I hope you wear glasses
when you're driving.

We better eat on the way.
We hit the front page.

Front page?

Why don't we make it harder for 'em.

How?

They're looking for four of
us. We... We could lose one.

Hm. Who do you got
in mind?

Her.

We got
no use for her.

No, you've got
no use for her.

Look, you wanted a hostage,
you got a hostage.

So hang on to her.
She's the only
insurance you've got.

Okay.

For now.

Uh, that's mine.

I know.

Hey, baby. The nights are
too cold out here for this.

Please.

You wear something
like that around the pool, and...

And I'll cancel my order
on them movie queens.

Will you please
stop that?

Now, that's enough.

Enough of what,
daddy?

Now, just drop it,
huh?

Well, an...
Anything you say.

Huh, what did you
do that for?

It was too crowded.

ANNOUNCER
We'll be back with more music

after I bring you five minutes
of the latest news.

Shut up.

From Geneva comes word

that the latest disarmament
talks have reached a stalemate,

while here at home
the air force has announced

the successful launching
of a new air-to-air missile.

Flagstaff police report
that the getaway car

used by the Sierra Point bandits has been
found. It had been hidden in the garage

of Mr. and Mrs. Donald
Ferguson, who were on vacation.

Registered in the name
of Joanne Spencer,

the car was reported by
18 year old Carl Emory,

who saw the bandits secreting it
in the Ferguson garage.

Police are now examining
the car for fingerprints,

and hope shortly to have detailed
descriptions of the two gunmen.

From Havana comes word that...

Looks like our leader
swallowed something bad.

Or maybe
heard it, huh?

What have you
got to laugh about?

Tie your prints
right into that killing.

Not us.
We're model citizens.

Didn't you
know that?

Yeah, the... The cops don't have
our prints, daddy.

We been stopped, questioned, we even have been brought
in. But we never been charged and we never been booked.

No prints, no record,
no nothing.

They got yours,
though, don't they, daddy?

Do they have
your prints?

They've got 'em.

We're getting
real close, Al.

Yeah, real close.

So what about it?

What about what?

"What about what"?

That big job in L.A.

Vinnie, it's always been you and me.

You find the jobs,
I find the kicks.

Two's company,
three's a bomb.

All we want is that pool
and a couple of dames.

What he's too stupid
to understand is

that if I cut you in
you can buy your own pool.

If I cut you in.

Now, you said you needed
a couple of boys.

Yeah, boys I can trust.
Not him.

What am I, some kind of
freak or something?

Next question.

Hey, you knock if off!

Look,
he's got a point.

If we're in, we got enough dough
for all the kicks in the world.

In what? We don't even know
what this big job is.

Uh, you didn't think I was gonna let you
know where 150,000 is sitting, did you?

I'll tell you
this much.

It's all
in cash.

It's in a safe.
Big construction
company.

And I've got
a partner.

You got a partner?

Yeah, a buddy
of mine.

He got the combination to the safe,

the front-door key...

and the watchman's
schedule.

What's he need you for?

He wants to be
somewhere else when it happens.

It sounds good, Miles.

Why should he cut in
two other guys?

Need a guy
for the lookout
and a guy to take care of
the watchman.

How much is that worth?

Five thousand apiece.

Ten grand.

That buys a lot of kicks.

There's a paper
over there.

Get it, kid.

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Well,
how about that.

What?

Hey, baby.

Do you know you're sitting
next to a big celebrity?

Heh. Let go of me.

Come on, get up.

Don't touch me.

It's your chance to get away. Now...

Let go of me.

Let go of me!

Okay, it's true.
I'm Richard Kimble.

But what it said in the paper,
I didn't do.

I don't believe you.

I'm scared.

Scared of them,
scared of you.
Now let me go...

They'll be here any minute
now, come on.

Glad you could
make it.

I didn't know how I was gonna
get her back to the car.

Why don't we forget the whole thing.
I mean we could just leave her here.

You...
You know, like pow.

You want every car
on the freeway down here?

Oh, you're getting
awful choosy, daddy.

Last time you
knocked off a dame,
it was in your own house.

Oh, no.

Not here.
No.

But it's gotta
be soon.
She might make it
next time.

There's not gonna be
a next time.
Come on.

We'll look for a place
up in the hills.

You want an audience?
It's still light.

Well, there won't be
light for long.

Uh, you read the papers.

I'm not gonna stick around here.
I make the hit and get out tonight.

Okay, so we knock off the chick first.
I haven't
got time.

Now, look, I gotta go
all the way across town.

I got to contact my partner.
I gotta pick up the key.

I don't know, maybe you two
ought to play it alone.

Now, take it easy, Al.
We're not fighting you.

Maybe he's right.
Three's a bomb.

Look...well, why can't your partner
meet us somewhere around here?

Yeah, just
phone him.

I...

gotta have time
to set up an alibi.

Get him over here.

And while he's on his way,
we'll take care of the girl.

Okay.

Phone booth
over there.

Thought you might need
a dime or something.

Are you afraid you'll
miss something?

Now don't you
dig togetherness, daddy?

I'd like to speak to
Tim Cates, please.

And tell him
it's important.

Hello, Tim,
this is Richard Kimble.

That's right, I guess
I am pretty big news.

That's why we've got
to make the hit tonight.

I'm too hot
to stick around.

I'm gonna use
those two boys
that heisted
the gas station.

Look, I want you
to meet me somewhere.

I can't take
the chance of going
all the way to meet you.

Yeah, hold on.

And meet me at, uh,
Steele's Motor Lodge

on Ventura and Costello.

How soon
can you make it?

Uh, we'll give you enough time
to set up your story.

I'll be registered
under the name of Al Fleming.

I'll see you soon.

You sure you can trust this Cates?

Well, the question is, can he trust me?

Or for that matter,
can you?

All set?

Yeah, he's gonna meet me here
in half an hour.
Good.

Now we can take care
of the chick.

Yeah, you, uh...
You two go ahead.

I wanna be here
when my buddy arrives.

We'll wait for you.

What do you
mean, daddy?

Well, we can't take a chance
on her making a break again.

You two get rid
of her and, uh...

meet me back here.

Let's talk.

All right, what's the big mystery?

There's no mystery. It's just that I
don't like the idea of you staying here.

I don't think Miles
likes it either.

That says it,
daddy.

I have to meet
my partner.

We know.

Miles and me figure you
haven't been leveling with us.

Now, we anted up pretty good.

And we just want to make sure
we're around when you split that pot.

Uh... You afraid I'll cut you out?

That's why you and Miles... are gonna
take the little lady for a ride...

while I wait here for your buddy.

He doesn't even know you.

So I'll make a new friend.

Besides, Al, baby, you know a lot more
about killing dames than we do.

All right.

You register here in the motel
under the name Al Fleming.

My partner's name is Tim Cates.

Tim Cates.
All right, let's do it.

You drive.

Too bad, baby. It
could have been a ball.

Where are we going?

I don't know. Where
there's nobody around.

Make a right up there.

Now pull over by that house.

Start walking.

Who's there?

Tim Cates.

Why, this isn't Kimble.

No, Mr. Cates.

But he'll do for openers.

Let's go.

Hold it.

There it is.

Pow.

Oh, this is as good a place as any.

Give me the gun.

Sure, daddy.

No, you already got yours.

And so did you.
Remember the old man.

That was a man.

I've never killed a woman before.

Till now.

He'll, uh...
He'll keep for awhile.

Well, you better go. Take the car.

You be all right?

I'll get help at one of
those houses up there. I...

The people. I'll be fine.

Please, before they find you.

What it said in the newspaper...
I didn't do it.

It's important to me
that you believe that.

Do you believe me?

Go on.

Go on.

Which way did he go?

Even a few minutes could make a difference.
Which way did he go?

That way.

Are you sure?

I'm sure.

Jackson.

You were lucky, miss.

Kimble was the bad one.

Yes, I know.

NARRATOR: A city with
ten million lights
casts a hundred million shadows,

each one only a passing
refuge for a man on the run.

A man like...

the fugitive.

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