All language subtitles for TheFugitive1x29

( 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.

( horn blares)

( suspenseful theme playing )

( croaking )

( suspenseful theme playing )

ANNOUNCER:
The Fugitive.

( dramatic theme playing )

A QM Production.

Starring David Janssen
as the fugitive.

With guest star
Bethel Leslie.

Tonight's episode:
"Storm Center."

( dramatic theme playing )

NARRATOR:
Weber's Landing, Florida,

a thousand miles
from the state prison

where Richard Kimble
was scheduled to die.

Tonight,
it will seem closer.

( wind gusting )

Sorry, ma'am.
Hurricane warning's been posted.

But we've gotta
get out there.

Oh, come on, it's worth
a hundred bucks to us.

Lady, that wouldn't
even buy a pine box.

Phelps!

I'm taking off.
Need any help?

No, thanks.

Just about through myself.

Good night.

Come on, we can
go across in the morning.

Old man Fisher will have
our boat fixed up by then.

We could be in jail
in the morning.

Hey.

( yelling ):
Hey, mister.
We wanna rent your boat.

There's a hurricane
coming up, lady.

( normal voice ):
So? You're not afraid of
a little wind, are you, doctor?

( dramatic theme playing )

I'm not a doctor.
My name is Phelps. Larry Phelps.

Oh, that's funny.

You don't look like
a Larry Phelps at all to me.

You look like a Kimble.
Richard Kimble.

If you don't remember,
don't worry.

I remember enough
for both of us.

I remember.

It's King, isn't it?
Marcia King.

Well, I use Marcie now.
It swings a little more.

Harry.

I got a house
on Key Blanca.

You know
where that is?

Look, I can't take you. I--
That's my boss' boat.

Come on, let's find
a motel someplace.

This gentleman's
going to take us.

He says we can
get there easily.

Right?

Yeah? Is that right? You--?
You think you can get us across?

Climb aboard.

( dramatic theme playing )

MARCIE:
Come on.

( wind howling )

MARCIE:
How much longer?

Get below.

How much longer?

About an hour.
Now get below.

Aye, aye.

He says another hour.

He'll never make it.

Why don't you lie down?

If there were cops on our tail,
we could have ducked them

without committing suicide.

Harry, relax.
Just one more hour, that's all.

I'm gonna tell him
to turn around.

We're already
halfway there.

We've gotta do something.

Yeah, sit down.

No, I'm-- I'm telling him
to turn back.

Harry, you know what you are?
You're a scared rabbit.

But a rich one.
Eh, Marcie?

Turn around!

Turn around!

The best thing we can do
is to keep going.

I'm ordering you
to turn around.

Get below!

You've gotta
turn back!

Look out,
we're going to be swamped.

( screams )

( urgent theme playing )

We made it.

Some of us did.

Hey, wait a minute.
Don't bother with that.

It'll get ripped apart.

You're going back.

Those winds are up to
100 miles an hour.

Should be exciting.

I'll wait.

Not here.

Right here!

Get back on the boat.

( dramatic theme playing )

( door flies open )

( dramatic theme playing )

( window rattling )

I'll start a fire.

You better get into
some dry clothes.

( huffs )

Boy,

it really didn't bother you
at all, did it?

I want you to
listen to me carefully.

I don't wanna bother
to say it again.

It was an accident.

An accident, that's it.

No, that's not it.

Look, I did all I could
for your husband.

I'm not married, remember?

That was five years ago.

Who was he?

His name was Harry Montjoy,

and he was my ticket
out of the gutter.

So that's another one
I owe you, doctor.

Why were you
in such a hurry to get here?

Harry was being followed
and this house is in my name.

By the police?

Well, sort of.

It seems the government's
looking for Harry.

Something about
phony securities.

They think maybe, uh, Harry
got away with half a million.

Did he?

Of course he did.

I don't play
for trading stamps.

Now I don't
even have that much.

What happened
to your half a million?

Well, at the moment, it's
residing in a very modern bank

in Brazil, Rio de Janeiro.

And I can't get it out now
unless I hold the place up.

You've really wiped me out...

doctor.

All the way.

That should catch.

You were a Boy Scout, right?

It figures.

Make yourself at home.

Heh-heh. Man,
how lucky can one girl get.

I'm in the middle
of an American dream.

Here I am, stranded on an island
with a handsome stranger.

( sighing ):
There's only one problem.

My handsome stranger
turns out to be a wife-killer.

( dramatic theme playing )

Oh, didn't you forget?
I don't knife women.

I strangle them.

You have a very peculiar
sense of humor.

Your game.

It's your game now.

You've got the gun.

I threw it away.

Oh, sure you did.

Look, that wind,
it's getting much worse.

Any minute, the house could be
leveled to the ground.

Now let's forget this sarcasm,

and think about surviving,
all right?

( snaps )

You survive your way.

( melancholy theme playing )

Hey.

Here's to
Dr. Richard Kimble.

You know what you should have
on your shingle, doctor?

"Kill or cure.
Take your pick."

Well, you believe
what you want to.

You will anyway.

Yeah, I've heard
that in death row

you can't find a guilty man.

You never get tired
of playing that part, do you?

What part, doctor?

It's like something out of

an old Joan Crawford movie,
I guess.

The picture hasn't even
started yet.

All right,
let's talk about it.

You came to my office
five years ago.

You wanted an abortion.

I turned you down. I couldn't
have been the only one.

Nope,

but you were the last.

Like I say, that makes me
owe you something.

Did you have the baby?

Nope,

and he fixed it so I couldn't
ever have another one.

I'm sorry.

Oh, that's too little
and too late, doctor.

I'm sorry for you,
not for what I did.

Well, then why don't you start
being sorry.

If you'd been a human being,

if you'd been a man
instead of a...

I don't know, some kind of
two-legged breathing ethic,

I might still be in one piece.

A lot of women
can't have children.

( sighs )

I tell you, doctor,
you can take that little gem

and you throw it
in the fireplace

along with
the rest of the trash.

( clattering )

( dramatic theme playing )

( quietly ):
Operator, I want the police.

( enunciating ):
I want the police.

No! No, no. Oh, no. No.

Why did you do that?
Why did you--?

Doctor,
we've only just met.

( huffs )

( dramatic theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

Don't you want something
to wash that stuff down with?

You be careful or you'll
say something friendly.

Well,
consider it a mistake.

( wind howls )

It's getting worse.

I'm sorry about that.

What do you mean
you're sorry?

I thought maybe you were blaming
the weather on me too.

Oh, doctor. You know, you really
give me a very large pain.

I never would
have guessed that.

( crashing )

( suspenseful theme playing )

Let me go. Let me go!

Let me go. I've got to get my--

The ceiling's gonna go
any minute now.

Now you stay out of there.

Let me--

Let me go!

Gotta get my clothes out.

I've gotta get my cl--

( gasping )

Fink.

Everything.

Give me that.
Give that back to me.

Give it to me.
You don't have any money, eh?

Five, ten--
It's 25,000, and it's mine.

How can it be yours?
You were wiped out, remember?

That's the money we were
gonna use to get to Brazil.

Now give it back. Come on.

Now I'll just hold on to it
for a while.

What for?

Oh, I don't wanna
spoil your image of me.

You know, a thief and murderer,
a rainmaker.

Oh, come on, come on. I told you
it's mine. Let me have it.

Legally, it belongs to
the estate of Harry Montjoy.

Legally.

Oh, boy,
you're not hard to read.

You're not hard to read
at all.

Twenty-five thousand's
a pretty good stake

for a man who's gotta
keep on the move, isn't it?

You like to make a bet with me
that I don't get my money back?

I'll just hold on to it
for a while.

It's, uh,
my edge, huh?

( sighs )

Suddenly I feel very sober.

I don't like it.

( melancholy theme playing )

( sighs )

Hey,

what do you say we have
a truce?

I mean, you know, like,
make the best of it.

See, somebody like me...

( sighs )

Well, the only way
you're gonna make it

is to figure the other guy's out
to cut you into little pieces,

so you cut first.

Only, I don't know,
I guess I'm trying to say

I think maybe
I was wrong about you.

It doesn't have
anything to do with

the fact that
I have your money.

Look, I'm trying to apologize.

You kinda saved my life
in there,

and all I'm trying to do
right now is say thank you.

All right.

You ever live in Chicago?

I've been there.

Some of it gets
pretty rough, you know.

Like where I grew up.

It's not pretty.
It's not pretty at all.

My father--

I don't remember him, but...

everybody
tells me he was a...

He was a big man
when Capone was around.

Well, then he's dead.

I hope so.

Yeah, I know.
That's not pretty either,

but it's true.

He, uh-- He did the runout bit.
I wasn't even a year old.

You mind my shooting off
my mouth like this?

Well, I'm not
going anywhere.

And there's no TV,
right?

Hmm? Huh?

No, no TV. But I don't know why
you wanna tell me all this.

I suppose because
when you want to talk

about how sorry
you feel for yourself,

it's nicer
if somebody listens.

Yeah, I suppose so.

Okay.

Now, where was I?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

I was growing up
in that rat hole.

Oh, boy,
that was some place.

If the rats had
had a board of health,

they'd have condemned it.

What about
the rest of your family?

Mm. My family.

Well...

as far as I can gather
from my brother,

the night
my father skipped out,

my mother sat down
and picked up a bottle of wine

and didn't put it down again
for ten years.

That's not very pretty,
like you said.

I'm sorry.

But you know the funny thing?

Through all that muck,

all that time,
I had a dream.

Wasn't a spectacular dream,
it was a very usual dream:

the husband and the kids.

I almost made it.

At least,
I thought I almost made it.

Only catch was that
when Prince Charming discovered

that the beautiful princess
was pregnant,

he got onto his
white charger

and galloped off
into the sunset alone.

( crashing )

( quiet theme playing )

So after
the handsome prince, uh,

that's where I came in.

Yeah,

that's where you came in.

I, uh, might as well
tell you now,

I'd do the same thing today.

Yeah,
I suppose you would.

Anyhow.

So now,

when I found out what...

they had done to me,

I said,
"World, you go to the devil.

"I'm going back to
what I know how to do best

to get the things I want."

And, man,
I wanted a lot of things

and they were
very expensive,

which is where the late
Harry Montjoy came in.

And the curtain will now fall
to thunderous applause

and the audience will leave,
dry-eyed to the last.

What now?

I don't know.

Start from scratch,
I guess.

Well, my wife--

My wife couldn't
have children.

Yeah, I know.

I mean, that's--

That's what you said
you and your wife

were arguing about that night.

Something about her
not wanting to adopt a kid.

You must have followed
the trial pretty closely.

Yeah.

Like you said, I was nursing
a pretty big grudge.

And now?

I don't know.

It's like how things change
when you get up close to 'em.

Y-you know what I mean?

You know how--
How when you're in a car,

a-and way ahead of you,

you see this-- This-- This range
of big scary mountains?

And you figure
you never can make it,

nobody could get
a road through there.

All of a sudden you're right in
the middle of 'em,

and they're not mountains
at all, they're just--

They're just plain hills.

You know what I mean?

Yeah, I think so.

( clattering, wind howling )

( gasps )

( cries out )

( screams )

( sobbing )

( dramatic theme playing )

I'm glad the lights went out.

We better get
some sleep.

You take the couch.

Well, what'll you do?

I'll, uh--

I'll sleep here
in the chair.

Hey, now that we're friends,
can I have my money back?

I'm sorry.

Sure.

Yeah.

Insurance.

Oh!

What's the matter?

I left my suitcase
down in the boat.

Well, you'll just have to
leave it there for the night.

Well, even in the midst
of a hurricane, doctor,

there are certain things a lady
has to do to her face

before she goes to bed.

My tools are in
that suitcase.

Oh, all right,
I'll get it for you.

No.

No, you won't.
I'll go.

And if a palm tree
hits me on the head,

you can patch me up.

( dramatic theme playing )

That's right.
Key Blanca.

Just notify the police.
They'll know.

His name is Richard Kimble.
K-I-M-B-L-E.

That's all.

MAN ( on radio ):
Okay. Over and out.

( dramatic theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

Fixed you something to eat.

It's not much.

The stove's electric.

It went out
with everything else.

Oh.

That's great.

Heat up some coffee on the fire
over there if you like.

No.

No, thank you.

I got told once
never to mix my drinks.

( sighs )

Anyhow, this, uh-- This stuff
warms you up pretty good.

How's the boat?

Oh, the boat's fine. It's okay.

The wind is dying down
a little.

We can think about, uh,
getting out of here.

Well, the, uh...

The ocean looks
pretty scary.

Oh, I don't mean right now.
Maybe in an hour or so.

That's too bad.

I was beginning
to like it out here.

Well, you have to get back
to the...street.

That's funny.
That's very funny.

That's not funny.
It's sad.

Be a lot more sad
if it were true.

( muffled ):
What do you mean?
What are you talking about?

Everything you've told me so far
has been a lie.

What?

A lie from start to finish.

I should have realized that,
it was a little pat.

A deserting father,
the alcoholic mother.

I hate to shake you
out of your ivory tower, doctor,

therearepeople
who live that way.

Some people do. Not you.

Okay.

What makes you think
I was lying?

You came from a fairly
fashionable section of Chicago,

North Side.

Your father wasn't
with the mob.

He didn't skip out.

Matter of fact, your father
was a doctor-- He is a doctor.

Thinks a great deal of you.

And if your mother
has a drinking problem,

well, I can guess
what started it.

You read palms too?

No, I read letters.

Like the one that came
from your father.

You didn't have any right
to go into my--

You want to count it?

Why?

I-I mean--
What you mean

is that you didn't think
you'd ever see it again.

That's right.

Well, you just can't
trust some people, can you?

Uh, but you knew.

So?

I mean you knew
I was lying to you.

Yeah, I knew
you were lying to me.

I think I know why.

I think you're ashamed
of yourself.

I think you're ashamed
of what you've become.

To put it in your words,
it's not very pretty.

So if you throw a little mud
on the mirror,

then the reflection
doesn't look too bad.

I didn't just lie toyou.

I lied to everybody.

Sometimes
I even believe it.

Well,
it's a good alibi.

Poor girl who didn't
have a chance. Hm?

Yeah, that's what
everybody said.

Everybody but me.

( sighs )

Okay. Okay. You're right.
Everything you said.

I did live in
a nice part of town.

I think they call it
upper-middle class or something.

And it wasn't
good enough for me.

I wanted first class
and I wanted the best.

That's terrible, right?

Not necessarily.

And I, uh--

I found out
pretty early

that there were certain circles
where I could get the best.

Very easy,

just forget a few simple things
that Mother told me to remember.

Well, why not,
if it's a grab-first world?

I can prove it.

I didn't say anything.

No, I guess you didn't.

( sighs )

Marcie, this grab-first
world of yours,

there's another world.
You've been there.

Oh, yeah. That's some world.

The land of the self-righteous.

It's not that bad.

Yeah?

Then why are you
running away from it?

I'm not running away. I'm...

trying to catch up with it.

You really didn't kill her,
did you?

No.

( sighs )

Say, listen, um...

Listen, if you're right,

if the wind really is
dying down, uh,

maybe we really should think
about getting out of here.

( wind blows mildly )
There's time.

Yeah, but it, uh--

It may be dangerous.

Well, the worst is over.

Oh, I don't mean the storm.
I mean--

I mean, what if
they come looking for you?

Who?

Well, I don't know.

Your boss could have
sent the police

or the Coast Guard
or something.

You know,
the boat wasn't there.

But they'd be looking for Larry
Phelps, not Richard Kimble.

Yeah, yeah,
I know, but, uh...

Still and all,
isn't it, uh...

better to stay out
of their way entirely?

Well, if anybody comes,
it would be the Coast Guard.

I'll go down to the boat
and, um...

see if I can round somebody on
the radio, get a weather report.

Well, why do you
have to do that?

You just said
the wind was dying down.

The storm might be headed
for the mainland.

Please don't
go down there.

Oh, you'll...

be all right here.

Back in a minute.

( door opens, wind howls )

( door closes )

( dramatic theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

MAN ( on radio ):
Patty B, this is
Coast Guard station.

We hear you. Over.

Uh, this is Larry Phelps.
I'm moored off Key Blanca.

What's the latest on
the weather? Over.

Hurricane moving
slower than expected.

Should be clear
vicinity Key Blanca

one and a half,
two hours.

You people all okay? Over.

Yeah, so far.

Look, would you call my boss,
Charlie Hannah,

tell him I'm sitting it out
all right? Over.

Will do. And tell the lady
who called before

we got her message
to the sheriff okay.

They'll be out in a copter
as soon as it clears. Over.

Yeah, I'll tell her.
Over and out.

( dramatic theme playing )

Did you get
the weather report?

It'll be clear in
a couple of hours.

There's, um...

There's something...

They said to tell you

the police will be here
when it clears.

I was gonna tell you.

Sure you were.

I was. Just now.
I swear I was. I...

Look, I was scared,
don't you understand?

I understand that the, uh...

pigeon got caught
in the trap.

I wish I hadn't done it.
Yeah.

I really wish I hadn't done it.
You've gotta believe that.

I've tried believing you,
that didn't work.

Well, I didn't know.

I thought you were
gonna kill me.

Listen to me.

Please, listen to me.

Look, all my life,
I've played it one way:

look out for number one,

don't give, don't trust,
don't love.

I'll tell you something,
it kept me out of trouble

and it stopped me
from being hurt.

You know
what I'm saying?

I'm messing it up.

What?

Oh, yes.

I guess I...

really wanna say...

that in my own...

stupid twisted way I...

I think I'm
in love with you.

( tender theme playing )

Well, you have a funny way
of showing it, lady.

I've--
I've tried to explain.

What do you want?

The truth.

There must be something
about you that's real.

Well, first I get the story
about the poor little slum kid.

And then I get a kiss.

Now, what was the kiss for?

To find out
if I still had the gun?

I thought so.

And then I get this beautiful,
sincere declaration of love.

You don't even know
how that word is spelled, lady.

Yeah, okay, forget it. I...

The only
important thing now is--

Is you gotta get outta here.

Yeah, at least
out of this cabin.

W-what you gonna do?

Well, I don't know,
but I don't think I'll tell you

so you can tell
your friends.

Look.
Look, there's one chance.

Get on the boat.
You know these waters.

Go to one of those other keys.
There are dozens of them.

It'll be hours before
the helicopters come out.

Now, you've got a--
You could get a good jump.

With a helicopter, they could
find me in half an hour.

The boat's
your only chance!

Dick.

( dramatic theme playing )

Dick!

Dick, it's pulling loose!

( dramatic theme swells )

Now get that line free.

What?

See if you can
get that line free.

No!

There's some--

There's something
you gotta know.

What is it, Marcie?

( sighs )

Come closer,
it's hard to talk.

I'm right here.

You mad?

Well, I'm not sure.

Good.

I'll bet you that's
the first time

Sleeping Beauty
kissed the prince.

I got a feeling
you're gonna pull through.

Hey,

you smiled at me.

I'm sorry about the boat.

Yeah.

Look, I know it--

It sounds pretty silly
after everything I've done,

but what I said on the boat,

that was true.

You probably still
don't believe it,

and I know you don't feel
the same way I do.

I don't know
what I feel, Marcie.

I'm just not angry anymore.

Well, that's a beginning.

I can't afford beginnings.

Look, I got an idea.

And you've gotta listen to me
all the way through, okay?

Okay.

First of all,
you've gotta steer clear

of the police, right?

Okay, so while they get here,
you get under cover

and I'll tell 'em that you
took off in the launch.

I-I'll tell them that you--
You found out that I called them

and you just took off
in the storm.

That could work.

Well, they gotta believe me.
The boat's gone, isn't it?

And even if they find it,

you could have been
washed overboard.

What about you?

I haven't finished yet.

( sighs )

Okay, so Harry's dead, right?

Now, he's never gonna get

that half million dollars
in Brazil, right?

Well, okay,
so you take his passport.

It's right over there
on the desk

and who's to say
you're not him?

How would we
get out of the country?

Well, that's arranged.

Harry paid off the captain
of a Brazilian freighter.

He's gonna pick us
up here next week.

Hey, y--

It's a sure thing,
you know?

You don't wanna keep running
for the next 40 years.

And it's...

It's a life. It--

It's a pretty good life.

Twenty-five thousand
to start off with, and...

no more running,

and no more hiding.

Wouldn't you want that?

Marcie, this will still
be running.

If I stay here,
I've got a chance

that someday
I can stop running.

Well, what kind of chance?
That...

you're just gonna happen to
bump into that one-armed creep?

You're j--
You're just gonna happen to--

It's a long shot.

Oh, yeah, it's a long shot,
but it's...

It's all that I've got.

( sighs )

All I know is I want you.

There's not a single thing
in it for me

for the first time.

( sighs )

How's that for a loser?

You can make it, Marcie.

Take too long to
wash the dirt off.

Not as long as you think.

It's down deep.
Under the skin.

( Marcie sighs )

I don't know, maybe--

( helicopter approaching )

( dramatic theme playing )

Oh, Dick, I'm sorry.

Where could they land?

There's a clearing
down by the dock.

Then I...

I can't get to
the outboard.

Well, okay,
then stay out of sight

and I'll tell 'em
that story we talked about.

( sighing )

( dramatic theme playing )

Yeah, I know.

You don't have one reason
in the world to trust me,

but try, just this once.

I, uh...

I've forgotten.

In those old movies,
did...

Did Joan Crawford
turn out to be good or bad?

( dramatic theme swells )

If you make it,
I could wait for you in Brazil.

Why, 'cause I go along
with the deal?

I don't have to. I mean that.

I wouldn't go
without you, Marcie,

and I can't go with you.

( helicopter flies overhead )

Hurry up.

( dramatic theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

Are you ready,
Miss King?

I'm ready.

You know, you're not kidding
about having yourself a night.

Being in that hurricane
and that guy, Kimble,

you could have wound up
a very dead young lady.

Yeah, it's funny
how it worked out,

just the other way around.

Pardon?

Doesn't matter.

( dramatic theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

( lonely theme playing )

( engine starts )

NARRATOR:
A long night
for Richard Kimble,

but for a fugitive,

the nights
are always the longest.

( dramatic theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )