All language subtitles for TheFugitive2x05

Bet that cost you
plenty.

It didn't.
It didn't cost him anything.

He stole it
from Mr. Deebold.

Sheriff?

Yeah.
He's with my father.

My father's a detective,
and they're after him.

Look, Phil, I told you not
to make things up.

I'm not making it up.

It's the truth.

Gets worse all the time.

I guess the next thing he'll be
telling you

is that I'm a murderer.

He is.

He killed his wife.

( dramatic theme playing )

ANNOUNCER:

( dramatic theme playing )

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 trainwreck

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.

The costars
in tonight's story:

Kurt Russell...

John Doucette...

Slim Pickens.

Also starring Barry Morse
as Lieutenant Philip Gerard.

Tonight's episode: "Nemesis".

( somber theme playing )

A trouthatchery,
high in the mountains.

Made to order
for Richard Kimble, fugitive.

Far off the main road.

A lonely job.

Too lonely for most men.

( ominous theme playing )

( car starts )

( engine starts )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( suspenseful theme swells )

Hello.

Uh, something holding you up?

Only you.

You fellows are following me
to see where I dump these fish.

Oh,
just wanna catch a few.

Uh, somebody's gotta catch 'em
sometime.

Not these.

They're only 7 inches.
Wait till they grow up.

Pan size. Real sweet.

Just as good in my belly
as the next fella's.

Ah, you know, I was given
to understand that the hatchery

raises them fish
for the public.

That's right.

I'm public.

I'm guaranteed 100 percent,

14 karat public.

So why don't you just do your
job and dump the fish, huh?

I will when I find
the right stream.

You was headed somewhere.
You must have had a stream.

I guess I lost it.

When you figuring
on finding it again?

When you two hotshot fishermen
get off my back.

Now, mister...

( sighs )

...for what it's worth,
my name's Deebold.

Sam Deebold.

Now, why don't you go on ahead
and plant them trout?

Make believe
you never saw me

and maybe I can do you
a favor sometime.

Maybe when you come
into town, huh?

I don't get into town much.

( car door closes )

( car starts )

See him look at this badge?

There's all kinds of ways
a man can look at a badge.

What do you mean,
scared?

I don't know.

He didn't act scared.

No, it's something,
you know,

like I talked to him
someplace or somewhere.

Oh, you know me, Jaeger,
it'll come back.

Need many more
for the set?

Yeah, a lot.

But I got Jim Brown,
and he's the hardest.

I had to trade two Rams
and an Eagle for him.

Well, he's worth it.

I bet they got a lot of deer
up in those mountains.

I guess.

And a lot of neat trails
for hiking.

I suppose.

Dad, you think you'll get
some time off this summer?

Well, maybe.

It's, um-- It's hard for me
to get away, Phil.

You got away now.

Well, I, uh, had to drive
your grandma back.

She could've flown.

No, she's scared to fly.

She's an old lady, Phil,
and she's been sick.

Uh...

maybe later in the summer.

If I get a break,

things ease off.

If you find that killer,

that Kimble guy.

Well, some men drive taxis

and, uh, some men sell clothes.

I'm a detective.

Would you rather I weren't?

Oh, no, sir.

I wouldn't trade a detective
for anything.

You'll find him.
You wait and see.

We'll get some time off.

Sure.

You gonna check in pretty soon,
Dad?

Yeah, pretty soon. Why?

I gotta stop anyway.

( upbeat theme playing )

Okay.

Be right back, Dad.

The whole area
from Eighth Street to Vanguard.

And tell Peters I said
to give you a hand.

( rings )

Captain Carpenter.

Hello, captain.
Phil?

I'm glad you're early. I tried
to get you at the motel.

Well, anything wrong?

You had a call.

This peace officer
going through some old wants

thinks he might have
a fix on Kimble.

Where?

It's a little place
called Northby.

Northby, Wisconsin.

That's in Vardon County.

Well, he said to tell you
that he wasn't sure of the ID,

but he'd be glad to grab him
and hold him.

No, it'll scare him off.

It can't be more
than about 200 miles.

It's early.

Uh, tell him I'm coming up

and I'll be there
in three, four hours.

I'll call you.

( suspenseful theme playing )

We're gonna take a little
side trip up in the mountains.

You gonna
take some time off?

Well, maybe.

If I'm lucky. Maybe.

( suspenseful theme swells )

Aw, now, sonny,
this is police business.

You wouldn't wanna
get in the way, would you?

I just wanna see you
catch him.

Just like your daddy.

Gotta be there yourself.

Now, you stay here, Phil.

Ain't no punishment
staying here with Mrs. Deebold.

She makes just about
the best cookies in town.

I don't want any cookies.

Now, that's enough, Phil.
We won't be long.

You'll be able to see him
when we bring him in. You ready?

Uh, almost.
Uh, gotta gas up the car.

Ain't got but half a tank.

Well, how far is it?

Hmm, from here it's about,
um, 12, 14 miles.

A half a tank
ought to be plenty.

I guess.

Uh, Jaeger, bring out
a couple of carbines,

and, uh,
get some extra ammo.

I'll see you later, hon.
Okay.

Well,
behave yourself.

Oh, he'll be fine.

( ominous theme playing )

Something wrong?

Yeah, I left my football cards
in the car.

Well, you ain't gonna get 'em
just standing here.

And you ain't gonna get
no ice cream, neither,

unless you hustle yourself
right back to the kitchen.

( ominous theme swells )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( action theme playing )

( car starts )

( gunshot )

The car.
Where's your car?

Well,
it's in town being fixed.

What about this truck?

You'll never catch him
in that.

Well, it ain't my fault.

You left the keys in the wagon.

So that makes me outdumbed?

Do you think it makes you smart?

Smart enough.
If it wasn't for me,

you wouldn't be on his trail
in the first place.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( suspenseful theme swells )

PHIL:
Ow!

It was the canned stuff.

What are you doing here?

I can get out...

if you let me.

You'd be lost in five minutes.

Come on, climb up here.

All right, what's your name?

Come on, what's your name?

I-I'm Phil.

Phil who?

Phil Gerard, Jr.

( dramatic theme playing )

( ominous themeplaying )

GERARD:
...and he'll check
the whole area.

Good.

I'll keep in touch with you.

All right I've got it.

Thank you, major.

First-rate National Guard unit.

They've got that copter
up already.

You don't think
it'll do any good?

You're running the show.

Well, we're getting eight men
from the sheriff in Melrose.

Yeah,
that's what he said.

Four from Wilson
and six from La Crosse.

They ought to be able to keep
the main roads covered.

SAM:
There's only
about a hundred back roads,

and they don't show
on no maps.

Well, that copter could make
all the difference.

A white station wagon
on these green hills.

Unless Kimble ditches the wagon
and goes by shank's mare.

OFFICER 1:
He might.

He knows every back trail
around here for 20 miles.

Now, I offered to pick him up
and hold him.

You had your chance.

I know.

Now, did I want some help
in looking,

I'd ask the boys
in the fire towers.

Fire towers?

Lookout towers
for the Forest Service.

( phone rings )

Uh, Sheriff Deebold here.

Sam, the boy's gone.

What?

Uh, now, listen, honey.
Sugar, now, calm down.

Ain't anything
to worry about.

Ah, a kid
don't just disappear.

Did you look
in the tool crib or--?

Mrs. Deebold,
this is Lieutenant Gerard.

Knocked me clean off my pins,
lieutenant.

I had his ice cream
all dished out.

He went in with you.

No, sir, he-- He asked if he
could go back to the car.

Said he left something there,
some kind of cards.

Oh, yeah, his, uh,
football cards.

Well, anyways,

when I-- When I come out,
he was nowhere to be seen.

And the station wagon
was gone too.

So, well--
Well, I thought maybe if you--

I-if you looked in--
In the back of the wagon...

( dramatic theme playing )

Lieutenant?

Now, Mrs. Deebold,
listen carefully.

This is very important.

He wouldn't go anywhere
without those cards,

so I want you
to go out to my car now

and look on the seat.

Already did that, Lieutenant.

Was nothing there.

( phone clicks )

You stayed with that lady
like your father told you to.

You know who I am?

Well, do you?

Your name's Kimble,

and you killed your wife.

That's not true.

My dad says so.

Your dad is wrong.

You want me to go
by what he says.

I couldn't help it. It slipped.

Let's see what
you have in your hand.

Come on.

Football cards, huh?

No Johnny Unitas.

A boy ought to have
a Johnny Unitas.

How far back have you been
dropping them?

Not far. Honest.

Now, listen to me.

I'm not your father.

Now, if I killed my wife
I'm dangerous.

If I didn't,
I'm tired of running.

Either way, you'll be a
smart boy if you just sit there

and behave yourself and
don't try anything, all right?

All right.

( car starts )

You can see how
those fire towers are located.

There are two
to every sector.

With those high-powered glasses,
they don't miss much.

Yeah, heh, if he stays
in the open places.

But if he ditches them
under the trees,

that's a different story.

Car's here.

( car approaching )

Hear anything on the two-way?

He wouldn't think
to have it on.

Give it to me, please.

And, uh, turn it on.

Lieutenant Gerard
to National Guard helicopter.

Lieutenant Gerard to Mel Haney.

Come in, please.

Haney here.
Go ahead, lieutenant.

Have you seen anything?

Couple of camping parties
is all.

But I've still got
the north side.

I can cross the ridge
before it gets dark.

All right.
Check back with me, please.

Will do.

( ominous theme playing )

You stay with him.

( door closes )

It sure gets cold
up in them hills at night. Ahem.

You said there were some
blankets in the wagon.

Well, it wouldn't do 'em much
good if they ditched the wagon.

It's cold up there,
no food and...

You know something,
lieutenant,

if he was my kid--

He isn't.

I saw some canned stuff
in the wagon.

They'll stop and eat.

Oh, sure.

We're hot on Kimble's tail,

so he's gonna stop
and feed the kid?

Uh-uh. I'll tell you
what he's gonna do.

He's gonna look out
for number one.

He's gonna dump that kid
somewhere. Anywhere.

Up in these woods, it doesn't
matter much where either.

No, I know Kimble.

I know everything about him.

What kind of food he likes,

what kind of books he reads,

what kind of toothpaste he uses.

I know him.

I know what he'll do.

He's in a jam.

You said he was a killer.

The jury said that.

I know him.

He'll stop
and feed the boy.

( ominous theme playing )

You like beef stew?

If it's hot.

Want me to build a fire?

We're not gonna
have any fires, Phil.

The lookout towers can spot
a fire for miles.

I hate cold soup too.

So do I.

Hey.

Wait'll I tell Dad.
He'll--

That's all right. Tell him.

He might like to try it.

Are you gonna let me go?

First chance I get.

Phil, I don't like
playing games.

If you wanna play
cops and robbers,

you'll have to play
with someone else.

All right,
a little hot soup coming up.

(helicopter whirring )

( dramatic theme playing )

No. Looks like we drew
another blank.

You sure?

I'm sure, lieutenant.

Dad, we're down here--!

( muffled speech )

Hold it.

( muffled speech )

( action theme playing )

Lieutenant. Haney back.

Sorry if I gave you a buzz.

I must've scared up a deer
or something.

You coming in now?

Be dark in 20 minutes, I better.

Okay.

Over and out.

( helicopter whirring )

( panting )

( peaceful theme playing )

How you doing?

I'm fine.

We don't need much more.

Yes, sir.

I know from camping with Dad.

( tense theme playing )

Well, you'd better hurry up.
It's getting late.

Yes, sir.

Need any help?

No, sir.

( tense theme swells )

Your father taught you how
to make a fire too.

Go on.

Go on.

All right, get in the car.

Go on.

( car stalling )

Are we gonna walk?

I'm gonna walk.

You invited the company.
You stay and meet 'em.

Stay?

The towers would have spotted
the fire.

Your father's been notified.

He should be here
in a couple of hours.

Just stick in the wagon.

Hey, mister.

Mister, wait!

Wait a minute.

Wait!

Oh, don't make me stay.
Please.

Oh, you'll be all right
in the wagon.

You've been camping before.

Not like this. Not alone.

I'm scared.

Please. I'm afraid of the dark.
I've always been.

All right. There's an old jacket
in the car.

Well, go on.
What are you waiting for?

I guess I thought...

Turn out the spotlight
when you're there.

Go on.

( ominous theme playing )

( eerie theme playing )

You tired?

No, sir.

Well, I am.

Looks like
a good place to camp.

We're gonna
need some pine.

Yes, sir.

Got any matches, Phil?

No, sir.

Come on,
let's have a look.

You don't want me
to search you, do you?

Didn't your father tell you

it wasn't safe to play
with matches?

I'm telling you, us galumphing
up here like an army tank.

You figure he was gonna
sit here and wait?

I didn't figure
he'd be here at all.

Well, we had the boys
up in the towers

trying to spot a campfire.

At least we're closer
than we were an hour ago.

Lend me your flashlight.

Well, he's on foot,
so he's gonna try to make time.

Not let any little kid
hold him up.

Assuming the kid's still with
him,

assuming he didn't ditch him
someplace already.

He hasn't
ditched him yet.

He ditched the car like I said,
didn't he?

All he had was half a tank
of gas, like you said.

That's Phil's sweater.

Okay, so he was here.

That don't mean nothing.
Don't make much difference.

Nothing we can do
till morning

not knowing which way
they're headed.

No, leave it.

See that sleeve.

What direction's that?

Oh, that's, ah,
south by west.

Ah, heading down Melrose way.

Phil never put a sweater down
as neatly as that in his life.

Melrose sheriff station.

Come in,
Melrose sheriff station.

MAN:
Melrose. Sergeant Maynard.
Go ahead.

This is Lieutenant Gerard.

I think we've got him pegged.

General direction,
south by west.

Moving towards Melrose.

That puts it up to you.

I'll tell the sheriff.

Thanks.

Oh, lieutenant,
I've got a kid myself.

We'll stay on it
till we pick them up.

I appreciate that,
Maynard, very much.

Over and out.

( scary theme playing )

Good morning.

Good morning.

Just admiring your fishing pole.

It's yours.

Just like that? For nothing?

For taking that gun
out of my face.

And maybe letting us
have some breakfast.

Well, I never did have
no resistance

against making a good deal.

Hey, that is a good trade.

Bet that cost you plenty.

It didn't.

It didn't cost him
anything.

He stole it
from Mr. Deebold.

Sheriff?

Yeah.
He's with my father.

My father's a detective
and they're after him.

Hey, Phil, I told you
not to make things up.

I'm not making it up.
It's the truth.

Gets worse all the time. I...

I guess the next thing
he'll be telling you

is that I'm a murderer.

He is.

He killed his wife.

Well, it's no skin off of me.

Except I'm gonna have to change
the deal some.

If you want
something to eat,

you're gonna have to
work for it.

Come on.

Come at me like
a regular wildcat.

Had to shoot him
in self-defense.

They tell me that deer
are out of season.

They tell me that wives are too.

You don't talk about me
and I won't talk about you.

Wanna trade?

I'll trade.

I figured you would.

You almost earned
your breakfast.

It's right over the rise.

( tense theme playing )

Bring it all back here.

Watch out for them traps.

Keep my camp meat back here.
Ungh.

The law gets kinda snoopy.

I reckon you know
about that, though.

Didn't hear you
saying thanks, boy.

Well, now, look, son,

just 'cause a man kills
his wife--

I didn't kill my wife.

I know.

And I didn't kill this deer,
neither.

MAN:
Corbin? You home?

Uh-oh. That's Matt Davis,
the game warden.

Keep him quiet.

Hello, Matt.

Wasn't lookin' for you
up this way today.

Come on in.

Any time you don't keep
one eye open for me.

The fire tower asked me
to check.

You see
any strangers around?

A man and a kid?

A man and a kid?

Man's name's Kimble.

We're pretty sure
he's in this area.

He's a murderer.

Grabbed the kid yesterday.

Any reward offered?

Well, not that I know of.

I haven't seen him.

But if he shows up,
why, I'll get hold of you.

You do that.

CORBIN:
Hey, I'll walk you partway
down the hill.

( muffled speech )

Matt,

you sure there ain't no reward
offered for that feller?

I'm sure of one thing.

If you saw him and didn't tell
me, you're in big trouble.

Now, you be a very good boy
and don't try anything.

Matt, can't you and I
talk a deal?

I didn't mean it. It fell.

I didn't mean it.

Like you didn't mean
the cards and the fire.

Honest.

I didn't do it
on purpose.

Didn't you ever get blamed
for something you didn't do?

I mean...

Yeah, I know what you mean.

They both
must have heard it.

Corbin'll get you back
to your father.

He deserves you.

( dramatic theme playing )
All right, back off.

In the other room.
Move.

Matt Davis to Moose Peak
lookout.

Matt Davis to Moose Peak
lookout.

MAN:
Moose Peak lookout.Go ahead.

( ominous theme playing )

They said Corbin would be
waiting to take us up.

He shouldn't
have come down.

Hmph, take us a week
to get up there without him.

That's him.

I'm Lieutenant Gerard.

Howdy, I got a nice fat buck
waitin' for you up yonder.

How far?

Oh, about a half a mile.

Straight up.

How's the boy?
Oh, fine. Just fine.

I wouldn't touch that.
It's not a toy.

I know.

Is this the switch when you
wanna talk to somebody?

He asked you
to leave it alone, son.

Haven't you done enough damage
already?

Just keep your hands
to yourself.

Uh, you...

better keep this
out of his reach.

You too.

( action theme playing )

( gun clatters )

( door closes )

Come on, he'll get away!

Come on!

( ominous theme playing )

( branches snapping )

( branches crackling )

( branch snaps )

Argh! My foot! Ow!

My foot, my foot!

I'm caught, help!

My foot! I'm caught!

My foot. Help me.

My foot. Help!

My foot, help!

My foot. My foot!

All right. I'll be right there.

You said half a mile.

Well, now,
I never measured it.

It's just up here
a little ways.

( Phil grunts )

Help.

Take it easy.

Come on, I'll get you out.

Thanks.

So you learned
to say thanks.

Yes, sir.

( grunting )

Now pull.

( panting )

You didn't have to come back.

You knew they'd be here
pretty soon.

Could you tell me something?

I thought
you knew everything.

( grunts )

My dad...

He says the jury was sure.

People have always been sure,
Phil.

Sure the world was flat.

Sure they could make, ah,
gold out of lead.

They were sure that if a mad dog
bit them they'd die.

Being sure
doesn't make you right.

He's gone.
He got away.

What about the boy?

I don't know. Kimble clipped me.

Which way would you guess?

Well, all I can say is we never
run into them coming down.

Lucky
it didn't break your leg.

Does it hurt much?

No.

What's the matter?

Come on, what is it?

You and Dad,
you can't both be right.

GERARD:
Phil!

( dramatic theme playing )

You better run.

GERARD:
Phil!

And you won't tell 'em
which way I've gone?

Even if your father asks?

Phil, one break.

GERARD:
Phil!

Phil, where are you?!

Phil! Phil!

I'm over here, Dad!

Are you all right?

Yeah.
I just cut my foot.

He said I better get
to a doctor.

Where is he?

Phil?

Dad, he came back,
and he helped take off the trap.

Which way did he go?

Phil, don't you understand?

He's wanted for murder.

He says he didn't do it.

Of course he says that.

And if he's right?

If he's right?

Well, it means
that I'm wrong,

doesn't it, Phil?

Which way?

( dramatic theme playing )

You got your walkie-talkie
back at the cabin?

Yes.

Well, call the fire tower
on the way down.

Tell them to contact the Melrose
sheriff and tell him

there's a change
in direction.

He's moving
north by northeast.

MATT:
Right.

Get the boy back down
to the car.

Come on.

( dramatic theme swells )

( ominous theme playing )

Dad?

Yes, Phil?

He really did go the way I said.

I wasn't lying to you.

I never thought you were.

Well, it wasn't your fault
he got away.

He's smart.

I hope you understand that.

Yes, sir.

But not that smart.

He'll make a mistake.

And when he does,
I'll bring him in.

And then I'll take time off
and we'll go camping, right?

Yes, sir.

NARRATOR:
For Richard Kimble,

another shabby room,

another lonely night,

another reaching out
to touch someone

he has met along the way.

That is how it is.

That is how it must remain.

Richard Kimble is a fugitive.

( tender theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

ANNOUNCER: