All language subtitles for TheFugitive2x02

Ellie, this thing
you're doing for me, uh...

Oh, correction.

"For me"?

If you think I'm
a sweet, demure,

self-sacrificing
little thing--

No. I think you're something
extra-special.

I think you deserve
a lot more than this.

Mm. Hear, hear.

You know what
I've been through...

any thought of love
or marriage or...

( chuckles )

Now, I-- I really don't see
anyone holding a shotgun on you.

Richard...

Richard...

I love you, you know that.

So much so I'm willing
to take my chances

you'll wake up one morning
and find you love me too.

Until then,

here's to a long
and happy status quo.

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:

Suzanne Pleshette,

Carmen Mathews.

Also starring Barry Morse
as Lieutenant Philip Gerard.

ANNOUNCER:

NARRATOR:
Another dreary town.

Another shabby street.

Another weary pause
in Richard Kimble's search

for a man with one arm.

His only real hope
of escaping a life of fear.

Uh, a bowl of soup,
any kind.

No front page.

Richard Kimble turns directly
to the classified section.

Here are the things
that really matter:

A room, a job,
a way to stay alive.

And, tonight, something else.

"Personal to R.K.:

"Have information regarding
September 17th.

Phone me at home.
Urgent. E.B."

The 17th was the night Kimble's
wife was murdered.

( phone rings )

Relax. It's probably Bob.

He's only
called twice.

Hello?

Hello?

Who is this?

This is Ellie,
who's this?

Ellie, it's me. I--

I read your personal.

Richard! R-Richard?

Can you talk?

Well, yes, yes,
of course I can speak.

Th-that is-- That is provided
I can get my breath back.

It was the wildest
possible chance. I--

Oh, I didn't know
where you were.

I-I've been running
that ad for a week.

I know, you see, I just...

Mm, did I say a week?

It-- It seems more like a--
Well, Richard, you don't know,

just sitting here,
waiting, trying to pray.

Telling myself you'd have to
see it, you'd just have to.

Is it that important?

Well, Mr. Keller
seems to think it is.

You remember
that private investigator

Daddy put on
just before he died? Well--

Well, he's-- He's finally
earning his keep.

I-I think he's got a lead.

On what?

The man you've been looking for.

The-- The one-armed man.

( dramatic theme playing )

Richard?

Is he sure?

Well, you're the only
one who can be sure.

You-- You'd have to
identify him yourself.

Where?

Well, last we heard,
he was in Missouri,

two days ago.

Richard, when can you meet me
in Kansas City?

Kansas City?

Tomorrow, if I can
get a bus tonight.

Tomorrow.

Well, I'll be
at the Missouri Manor.

You be careful, huh?

Ellie, uh...

Thanks, uh...

Thanks.

( chuckles )

A brandy wouldn't
hurt either of us.

Did I make
any sense at all?

Not to me.

Well, I wasn't
talking to you.

( chuckles )

I'm on your wavelength.

Sue me.

You didn't tell me that you
were planning to meet him.

You know there's nothing
definite yet.

Well, it could be definite
any minute.

Then he'd need help.
He'd need a friend.

"Friend"?

Tell me, do I detect an ugly,
skeptical note in your voice?

Oh, come off it, Ellie,
you're in love with him.

Just as you were
all through the trial.

The way you sat
and looked at him...

Now, you're making noises
like a mother.

When will you understand
that I like Richard Kimble.

I wanna help him.
That's it. The end.

Period.

( dialing )

You've got a date with Bob
tomorrow night.

Well, you're just gonna
have to tell him that--

Hello? Uh...reservations.

Uh, I'd like a round-trip ticket
to Kansas City, Missouri.

Earliest possible flight.

Well, yes, yes,
that would be fine.

Uh...Eleanor Burnett.

Ellie, I don't want you to go.

Well, no, that won't
be necessary.

I'll pick them up
at the airport. Thank you.

( ominous theme playing )

I check the out-of-town papers
every couple of weeks.

How long has this been running?

Seven days.

Where?

New York, L.A., Pittsburgh,
I haven't checked the rest.

I'll bet she's spent
a lot of money.

"She"?
Eleanor Burnett.

Those are her initials.

She's in love with him.

Do you know that?

I know she never missed
a single session of the trial.

That's when it happened,
I guess.

Even now, my wife and I
go there for dinner,

Ellie's talking about Kimble
before we get to the soup.

Well, not talking so much:

probing, digging,
trying to find out what I know.

Phil, if you'd rather
let someone else

follow through on this...

Someone else?

I mean, in view of your
friendship with the Burnetts.

I'm sure you don't
want to hurt the girl.

I don't wanna hurt anyone.

I just wanna close out
some unfinished business.

You said you'd found him.
You phoned me.

He was alive three days ago.

And the next night,
he was dead.

A fire.
Burned to death in a fire.

I didn't find out
till yesterday.

Then there's--
There's nothing.

Dr. Kimble hasn't
got a hope.

He can't prove a word
of what he said

if this was the man
he was looking for.

Well, we're still
not sure.

Well, you've got
the proof right here.

That farmer, Newlin, you--

Well, you said you showed him
a sketch of the one-armed man.

He identified him as the man
who died in his barn.

Well, he could have made
a mistake or had a reason.

I'll start checking,
backtracking,

see what I can find.

Do you think
there's a chance?

( phone rings )

Hello?

Is it all right
if I come up?

Well, will you give me a moment.

I'm afraid
you'll have to excuse me.

I have
an appointment.

Yes, well, I should
be getting started anyway.

I, uh...

Well, I hope you're satisfied
with what I've done so far.

Well, yes.

I mean, uh,
there is still a chance

and I would like
to stay with the case.

Of course,
I'm at the point now

where I can hardly
give guarantees.

Well, I hope you understand,
Mr. Keller, that I need proof.

No maybes, no might-bes.
Proof.

I've got to be sure.

I'll try.

Ellie...

( dramatic theme playing )

Richard, it's been so long.

Two years.

You try counting it in hours
and minutes sometime.

When I, uh,
read your ad last night...

Well, just to know
that someone, somewhere,

wanted to help
a friend.

And then when, I, uh...

I found out that you--
That you found him...

Richard...

You know what that means,
Ellie, uh, don't you?

Richard, listen--

To walk down a street
anywhere in any city.

And if somebody asks me,
I can say my name is:

"Kimble, Richard Kimble. They--

They used to think
I was a murderer."

Where is he?
When can I see him?

Well, you must be tired.

You've been riding
on a bus all night.

I took a room for you.

Well, I have a room,
at the Edmund Hotel.

Well, how about some lunch?

I know what we need,
champagne.

No reunion is complete
without champagne.

Ellie.

Ellie.

Where is he?

You have to understand,
Richard, we're not certain.

Mr. Keller didn't get there
till afterwards.

After what?

Well, it may be
some other one-armed man,

not the one
you're looking for.

What are you trying to say?

W-what is it?
Where is he?

He died in a fire.

( ominous theme playing )

Ellie's meeting him
someplace, isn't she?

Phil, she wants to help him
prove he's innocent.

Is that such a crime?

The law says it is.

Aiding and abetting
an interstate fugitive.

She could pick up
a prison sentence.

I wanna help you both.

Where is she, Ada?

I can't tell you.

We've been friends
for a long time.

Don't make me be a cop.

Phil, I can't.
I can't betray her.

I can't betray Richard.

You don't "betray"
a convicted murderer.

I hoped you'd want
to help your daughter.

Well, never mind.

I'll find her.

Star of Belgium, isn't it?

I remember John was pruning this
that Sunday afternoon

when he told us
that he believed in Kimble

and was going to defend him.

I told him
he'd regret it some day.

He never did.

He never saw what
it was doing to his family.

I'm sorry, Ada.

Lieutenant Gerard
to headquarters.

MAN:
Come in, lieutenant.

I want to put out a tracer
on Eleanor Burnett.

B-U-R-N-E double-T.

Probably left town within
the last couple of days.

Know where she might've
been heading, lieutenant?

If I knew that,
I wouldn't need the tracer.

Not at all, sir.

Sorry we couldn't have been
more help to you. Right.

Oh, lieutenant,
I got lucky on that tracer,

that Eleanor Burnett.
Yeah.

She left last night,
Mid-West Airlines,

Flight 12, 11:05 p.m.

Arrived Kansas City,
1:15 a.m.

Kansas City, well, uh,

get me a seat on the next
available flight

and teletype Kansas City,
attention Captain Walker.

Give him my flight number
and just say, uh,

"Request your cooperation,
re: Richard Kimble.

Believe him to be
in your area."

Yes, sir.

ELLIE:
What keeps your motor running
full speed like that?

Well, this.

I am telling myself,
if he's dead, I'm dead.

If he's dead, I'm dead.

We're not sure he's dead.

I've got to be sure, Ellie.
I'm going out to the farm.

Springvale?
That's 30 miles away.

There's a bus.

Why? You've got Keller's report.

The farmer identified
the sketch.

All the artist had was words.

He never saw the one-armed man.

Ellie, I've lived with that face
in front of me for two years.

I kept telling myself,
"Well, that's all right

"because someday I'll find him.

"One day I'll make him confess.

Then I'll be free."

Oh, Richard,
you're punishing yourself.

Maybe I am,
but I've gotta make sure.

I've gotta talk to that farmer.

Ellie, there might
be one little thing,

one little word , one--

I don't know, a little
something that was overlooked

that'll tell me
that it wasn't my man.

And if it wasn't?

I'll keep looking.

For how long?

As long as it takes.

( keys clink )

I rented a car.

It's in the garage.

What would I do without you?

( chuckles )

You've got a bigger problem.

What are you gonna
do with me?

( sentimental theme playing )

Must've come in here
and got himself drunk.

Sheriff found
an empty bottle.

Could've knocked over
that kerosene lamp

and not even known.

But you talked
to him earlier.

Mm-hm, right after supper.

He walked in, out of the night,
and asked for work.

You didn't have any work.

I always got work.

I didn't like
the look of him.

I didn't want him hanging
around my wife and kid.

This belly of mine,
I got worries enough.

Anyway, last I saw of him,
he was heading back to the road.

How long would you say
you talked to him?

A couple of minutes,
maybe.

And it was dark?

Pretty dark,
out by the barn.

You can still be sure
that this was the man?

That's right.

I mean, it was dark.

You only talked to him
for a couple of minutes.

Look, you told me this guy's
a buddy of yours, okay.

You told me you wanted
to ask me some questions, okay.

Now you're trying to call me
a liar or something--

No. No, I'm not saying
you're lying.

I'm saying the memory
plays tricks and...

How about your wife?
Did she talk to him?

No, I'm the only one
who talked to him.

Did she see him?
No. Never did.

I'll tell you what,

Charlie Watts,
he took charge of the body,

what was left of it.

He's the mortician
in Springvale.

You might try him.

Billy, if you're goin'
to the doctor,

you better be goin'...

Just leavin', Gracie.

This belly of mine, ahem.

People say
that farming's healthy.

Some joke.

I got one worry
on top of another.

It's enough
to kill a man.

How far is it
to Springvale?

About six miles.

You can follow me.

( ominous theme playing )

Looks like you're
outta luck, son.

Coroner closed the case.

I cremated him this mornin'.

I wouldn't take it
too hard, though.

There wasn't no way
you could have identified him.

His arms...
which one was missing?

Well, if I recollect rightly,
it was, uh, his right one.

Yeah, just above the elbow.

Well, could you, uh,
make a guess at his, uh...

height, weight.

Well, maybe...

If I had to,
I'd say he was 5'10",

Heavy, kind of broad
in the beam,

but those are just guesses,
you understand.

Yeah, they're good enough.

Well, it's plain to see that
this feller meant a lot to you.

I'm sorry,
but you'll get over it.

You just
take my word for it.

You got a whole wonderful life
ahead of you, son.

( ominous theme playing )

Well, that's incredible.
How did you get it?

Well, even a blind chicken picks
up an acorn once in a while.

Newlin wasn't home
when I went back to the farm.

That gave me a chance
to talk to his wife.

Now, she was worried
right from the start.

And the more questions I asked,
the more worried she got.

So I took a long shot.

I suggested
that she was very lucky,

that this one-armed man
was a murderer.

That he'd killed a woman
two years ago.

Well, of course,
I was just throwing her a fish,

but she jumped clear
out of the water for it.

Told me that's exactly
what he'd said to her.

And that's when I
pulled the rug out.

How?

You see, when I first
went to the farm,

she said she hadn't even
seen the one-armed man.

Now all I had to do
was hammer at her.

I told her I knew she lied
and that brought it on fast.

What'd she say?

Four years ago,
she had married Newlin.

She came here from Nebraska
with her baby.

A widow, she said.

"Confidential interview.
Mrs. Newlin was not a widow

"when she married
present husband.

"Man who died in fire
was father of her son,

"named Barney Willis.

"She had helped
send him to prison.

"He was trying to blackmail her.

She swears she had nothing
to do with his death."

Willis, two years ago,

was in the Nebraska
State Prison.

He couldn't
possibly have been

the man who murdered
Mrs. Kimble.

Well, then Dr. Kimble's
one-armed man

is still very much alive.

Yes, ma'am.

I'm afraid he'll just
have to keep looking.

Police Department.

Yes, ma'am.

Just give me the address,

we'll have somebody
out there right away.

Sergeant Keith,
this is Lieutenant Gerard.

Oh, lieutenant.

Thank you. And thanks for
sending the car at the airport.

Captain Walker said to tell you
the department's yours.

Just, uh,
say what you want.

I want Kimble.

And we'll try
to get him for you.

You can start
with the girl.

Find her for me and I'll buy you
the best dinner in town.

What's her name?
Eleanor Burnett.

( knock on door )

They're sure.

They're all sure.

Newlin,
the undertaker...

they're all sure
it was him.

Richard, listen, uh--

As sure as I wish
I could be.

What's that?
Another report?

I was trying
to tell you.

The-- The man
in the fire...

I know. He's mine.

They're right,
aren't they?

Keller found the proof,
you didn't wanna tell me.

He's dead.

Would that be so bad?

If he were dead?

No more wasting your life.

No more chasing ghosts.

No more chance
to prove the truth.

It's not the end
of the world.

There are other worlds,
other places,

other countries.

We could go to Brazil.
Y-you'd be safe there.

They can't extradite you
from Brazil.

He's dead, Ellie.

We could charter a plane.

We could fly out tonight.

Richard,
it could be wonderful.

He's dead.

Richard.

Richard.

Give me the Missouri Manor,
please.

Yeah, I'd like to, uh--

I'd like to speak
to Miss Ellie Burnett.

Thank you.

Ellie, uh,
it's me.

Look, I'm sorry
about last night.

You have the wrong room.
My name is Burnett.

Whoever it was,
you bit his head off.

That's not
like you, Ellie.

Oh? What am I like,
lieutenant?

I always thought
you were like your father.

Meaning the best.

Well, you've made
your pretty speeches, Phil.

What comes next,
the grilling?

I suppose
that's the routine.

No grilling. No routine.

You tell me you don't know
where Kimble is.

Fine. I'm taking your word.

With, uh, some small
confirmation, of course.

We had the hotel
staked out last night.

I felt sure that if
our friend were in town,

that he'd have dropped by
to see you.

You're very sharp,
lieutenant.

Thank you.

Even though you did
make the trip for nothing.

Why did you make it?

I told you, I had a lead
on the one-armed man.

You didn't find him.

Not this time.

You never will.

He doesn't exist
outside of Kimble's mind.

Because you don't
want him to exist?

And you do because you can't
face the truth,

that you're in love
with a murderer.

By your definition.

By the jury's.

But he won't hurt you, Ellie.

I won't let him.

I'm gonna find him and put him
where he can't hurt anyone.

Well, I think you've
said everything, Phil.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I'd like to get dressed.

I tried to help you.

I'm sorry.

I won't bother you again.

( door closes )

( dials )

Hello, would you get me
the Edmund Hotel, please.

Thank you.

( phone ringing )

Yes?

Richard, I'm sorry
I couldn't talk before

but Phil Gerard was here.

Gerard.

He doesn't know you're in town.

I'm sure he doesn't.

He'll find out.

Well, it won't matter
because we'll be gone by then.

Richard, do you remember
what we talked about?

Well, I found a plane
we can charter.

And there's a private airport
just outside of town.

Richard? Are you--?
Are you there?

Do you know what that means?

Yeah, I know
what it means, Ellie.

The way you sound,
am I that hard to take?

What was in that last report?

What made Keller so sure?

What proof did he find?

Ellie, I've gotta know.

Well, that-- That man...

the one who died
in the fire,

he got threatening
and he let it slip.

What?

He said he'd killed a woman
two years ago.

He told Mrs. Newlin.

Richard, I am sorry.

I-- I only wish...

But I think you've got
to accept it now.

There's nothing
to hold you anymore.

We could fly out tonight.

Richard, where can I meet you?

There's a...

There's an inn in Springvale.

Springvale? Is that safe?

I've got to see
Mrs. Newlin.

Richard, you saw her once.

What good will it do?
Please don't go there.

Please!

Ellie, I'll pick you up

at the Springvale Inn
around 8:00.

That was her.
Miss Burnett, room 304.

She just hung up.

What number
did she call?

Grand 1-4471.

The Edmund Hotel.

That's across town,
about three miles.

Like the lady says,
you're a sharp one, lieutenant.

Thank you.
You're welcome.

I just work here.

Is this man registered?

Hard to say. We got lots
of guests right now.

No, we're just asking
about this one.

So, uh, unless you'd rather
we put a lock on the joint...

What for?

Resorting.

You take another look, friend.

Could be Mr. May, 501.

Is he up there now?

Yeah.

The pass key.

Thanks.

It's that sort of place.

Oh, you shoot an arrow into
the air this part of town,

it's pretty hard to miss.

( suspenseful theme playing )

I'm checking out.

Cops, they're upstairs.

Use the back door.

Union Station.

KEITH:
Mm-hm.

Right.

Check.

Okay, I'll talk
to you later.

Well, he took the cab
to the station, didn't go in.

Then he, uh, took another cab
to City Hall, and that's--

That's as far as we've
been able to trace him.

You tipped him off.

Why should I? I told ya,
I'm stuck for his bill.

Please, my husband
is sick enough.

If he should ever hear us...

Your husband said that you'd
never seen that one-armed man.

All right,
so I told a lie.

Well, I had to,

my husband was standin'
right there.

But you told the truth
to the investigator.

Oh, now, don't you start
making trouble over that.

All I gotta do
is call Mr. Newlin,

and sick or no sick,
lie or no lie,

he'll take after you
with a shotgun.

All I want is the truth.

Did you see
the one-armed man?

Well, of course I seen him.

What happened?

What did he say?
What did he do?

Did he threaten you?

I told the investigator.

Well, tell me.

Did he say he'd ever
killed a woman?

Is that all you wanna know?

Did he ever kill a woman?

Yes.

Yes.

How long ago? A year?
Two years? Three years?

Two years. Uh...

That's what he said, he killed
some woman two years ago.

NEWLIN:
Grace?

Are you sure?

Of course I'm sure.

That's what he said.

You really come out here all
that way just to ask me that?

NEWLIN:
Grace!

( car engine starts )

( phone dialing )

Hello, hello, this is
Eleanor Burnett in 304.

Would you get my bill ready?
I'm checking out.

Thank you.

Mother! What--?

You greet all your friends
like a sumo wrestler?

Well, that lady's
no friend.

That lady's
my mother.

Oh, uh, this is for the 10:00
train for San Francisco.

Thank you.
San Francisco?

Oh, that's for Phil Gerard.

Phil?
He followed me here.

I think he's still
snooping around.

Well, I talked with
Mr. Keller's office.

They said it was
the wrong man.

That's why I flew out.

I...

There's nothing you can do
for Richard now.

You wanna quote me odds?

Look, you, uh--

You better take a deep breath
and fasten your seat belt

because I'm gonna tell you
something you're not gonna like.

I'm going away with Richard.

That's a very bad joke.

It's no joke.

I'm meeting him
in Springvale at 8:00,

the Springvale Inn.

From there we go
to Tucker Field.

It's a private airport where
I chartered a big white bird

to whisk us away to Mexico City
and from there to Brazil.

Phil can't touch him in Brazil.

So Richard's giving up?

And the one-armed man?

He thinks he's dead.

Died in that fire
three nights ago.

Well, that's the wrong man.

You know
that's the wrong man.

Oh, Ellie, don't.

As long as Richard knows
that the one-armed man is alive,

as long as there's
a hope of finding him--

Oh, you'd have to figure
his chances with a computer.

In the meantime,
both our lives are wasted.

Running, dying
a little bit every day.

Yes, both of us dying.

Don't argue with me, love,
I've thought it all out.

I always knew that you
were stubborn and reckless.

I never knew I'd raised
a liar and a cheat.

I'm sorry.

I'm late.

Ellie, don't do it.

I'll call you.

I won't
let you, Ellie.

Collect.

I won't let you!

Hello, operator.

Get me police headquarters,
please.

( dramatic theme playing )

Not a trace of 'em.

Now, come on, Ada.

Every minute you hold me up,
you push her closer to the edge.

Come on, now,
tell me.

Where did they go?

I don't know.
But you called me.

You had information.

I was wrong.

Ada, you know me.

I'm no rookie cop,

and I know you.

You acted on a decent impulse
and called me.

But then you started
to worry.

That's not true.

Because you've never
been able to say no to her.

Never. Not since she broke
her first expensive toy.

Whatever darling wanted,
darling got.

Phil, please--

But loving isn't just
giving in all the time.

If a child picks up
a jar of poison...

And this could hurt her more.

Phil...

Could you keep
her name out of it?

That's a promise.

They chartered a plane.

They're flying out tonight.

Tucker Field.

Don't beat yourself, Ada.

You've done the best thing
you could for her.

For her?

( dramatic theme playing )

( upbeat jazz music playing )

( phone ringing )

Springvale Inn,
good evening.

Pardon?

Yes, we're the only inn
in Springvale.

I beg your pardon, uh,
we have a wedding party.

If you could talk
a little slower.

This is Mrs. Burnett,
Ada Burnett.

I'm trying to reach
my daughter, Eleanor.

I believe she's there.

If you'll hold on, ma'am,
I'll be glad to page her.

Telephone for Miss--

( music lowers )

Telephone for
Miss Eleanor Burnett.

Miss Burnett, please.

You saw her? Anything?

Nothing new.
It's getting late.

I was beginning
to get worried.

I thought I was being ditched
at somebody else's altar.

Could use a drink.

I heard you
the first time.

Yes, ma'am, yes.

If she comes in,
I'll be sure to tell her.

Yes, ma'am,
I have the description.

Thank you.

I would like a martini,
if you'll just kind of wave

the vermouth over it, huh?

Make it two.

Where were you?
What took you so long?

Driving around, thinking.

Trying to, uh...find the words.

For what?

Well, I haven't
found them yet.

( chuckles )

Ellie, this thing
you're doing for me, uh...

Oh, correction.

"For me"?

If you think
I'm a sweet, demure,

self-sacrificing
little thing--

No, I think you're something
extra-special.

I think you deserve
a lot more than this.

Mm. Hear, hear.

You know
what I've been through.

Any thought of love
or marriage or--

( chuckles )

Now, I-- I really don't see
anyone holding a shotgun on you.

Richard.

Richard.

I love you,
you know that.

So much so, I'm willing
to take my chances

you'll wake up one morning
and find you love me too.

Until then, here's to a long
and happy status quo.

( crowd chattering loudly )

( gleeful laughter )

Here you are.

Well, we better get going.

Excuse me, uh,
would your name be Burnett?

Eleanor Burnett?
Why, yes.

I have a message
from your mother.

Uh, she wants you
to call her at the hotel.

Said to tell you
it was very important.

Thank you.

I didn't know she was here.

Shall we go?

We ought to find out
what's important.

I know
what's important.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Lieutenant Gerard.

We're all set.

I'd like to get another car
out on the road.

It'd be pretty tough
to hide it, lieutenant.

You say he's, uh,
pretty cautious.

Well, we can put a man
in the plane, if you like.

Good.

Oh, sergeant, tell your men
to be careful, the girl.

Right.

Next right.

Still change your mind.

Mm, might as well
fly down to Rio.

I've got nothing else
to do tonight, do you?

I've got nothing else to do
the rest of my life.

Now, that's funny,
I can say that:

"The rest of my life."

Do you know that they speak
Portuguese in Brazil?

Ellie, I'm trying
to thank you, uh...

I know.

I'm trying to ignore it.

I'd have to
say it sometime.

Oh, Richard.

Well, a man can't live
without hope, there's nothing.

No meaning to anything.

It's like watching TV
with the sound off.

When I found out
the one-armed man was dead, I--

Well, I thought
that was the end.

I guess it would have been,
except for you.

Richard, please...

I lost one hope,
I found another.

A new world, a new life...

Stop it, Richard,
will you, huh?

Stop it.

Now, what's the matter?

You never saw me
without my makeup on.

What does that mean?

I'm a liar and a cheat.

Also a chicken.

I planned to burn this, only
you had to open your big mouth

and tell me how great I am.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Could you wait
a minute, please?

Where will you go?

Where the bus is going.

Ellie, uh...

You never kissed me
like that before.

Maybe I never loved you before.

( ominous theme playing )

Ellie?

What happened
about the airplane?

Oh, mother,
I bought it,

I'm having it bronzed.

I'm sorry,
that wasn't very nice.

I phoned,
I cancelled the plane.

Honey, I know
I made mistakes--

Yeah, well,
I'll make a deal with you,

you forget your mistakes,
I'll forget mine.

( door buzzes )

( ominous theme playing )

Where is he?

He's gone.

I want a straight answer, Ellie.

Where is he?

I don't know, Phil.

You've lost him?

Yes, I guess I have.

But then, it's almost worthwhile
because you lost him too.

NARRATOR:
Where will Richard Kimble go?

Wherever the bus is going,

wherever the fates
will take him,

wherever there is a hope
of finding the one-armed man.

And now, once again,
there is that hope.

( dramatic theme playing )