All language subtitles for The Fugitive S04E01 The Last Oasis

Kimble!

Kimble!

I know you're down there.

Let's see what you look like.

Show your face.

Hands in the air.

I'm coming after you.

Starring David Janssen
as Doctor 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 man y 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.

Hope Lange,

Mark Richman,

Jaime Sanchez.

His all right.

The engine's still hot.

He made the train.

No, he's out there.

Forget it, we've lost him.

He's gone. Come on, Steel.
Let's get out of here.

I hit him. I'd swear to that.

Get on the radio and see
if they can stop that train at Lawler.

Sheriff, he's not on that train.

Where do you think he is?

He's out there, wounded.
I know I hit him.

I think you missed him.

I'm a hunter, sheriff.

I've been hunting all my life.

And I know when I hit my target.

You're a deputy sheriff.

You've gotta go by evidence
and common sense.

We got beat
and that's all there is to it.

Now, the only consolation

is when that train gets stopped,
those fatheads will probably make

The desert is among them.

But the desert
can also bring friends.

Hey, hang on, kid.

This is America. A hundred years ago
our forefathers roamed this country

wiping out the buffalo

while the white man
roamed this country

wiping out our forefathers. Heh-heh.

All right, everybody out.

Learn a trade, they say.

Become something.

Become what?
An Indian accountant?

- Sam.
- Kiddo, how are you? What's new?

There's someone over there.

Hey, kid, you're getting desert fever.
Cool it, man, we'll be home soon.

No, there's somebody over there.

Somebody dead.

Wow.

Hey, mister.

Hey, mister, are you with it?

Hey, mister, what happened?

I hurt my leg.

It�s all right, man, listen, just keep cool.
We got a jeep here.

Where are we going?

Don't worry. The natives are friendly.
We're going back to school.

All right, Johnny Red Horse.

How would you have done it?

How would you have handled
being a stranger in your own land?

I would have gone to war.

And lost.

This is the part I want you
to copy over, all right? Neatly.

Annie, we found somebody.

- Who is he?
- I don't know.

I found him in the gully,
near the rail road tracks.

Let's get him inside of my room.

- You take charge, Sam.
- Yes, ma'am.

Now hear this.

We have 1,750 radish seeds to plant,
okay?

That must have been some party.

Who was shooting at you?

Listen, this isn't a police station.

You're in bad shape.
I'm gonna get you a doctor.

I don't want a doctor.

- You wanna lose the leg?
- I won't lose the leg. It's not that bad.

Who�s after you?

Who chased you into that gully?

The bullet isn't in that deep.
Get someone to help me dig it out.

I'll do it.

Then get a knife
and some alcohol.

I've got that and some first aid stuff.

What is this place?

It's a school.

In the middle of a desert?

Yes, in the middle of the desert.

Do I boil these things?

You can hold them over the fire.

What do you do here?

I'm a teacher. Annie Johnson.

Who are you?

My name is David Miller.

Use a knife.

That one.

And be careful.

Go in from the side.
There's an artery there.

Use your hand,
apply the pressure there.

Take the side of the knife,

go underneath the bullet
and push up.

Uhn. Go on. Go on.

- Aah.
- Sony.

I could be sued for this.

Not if you do a good job. Go on.

Keep applying pressure
with your hand.

Thank you.

Hand me the first aid kit.

Here. Sprinkle some of that on it.

You must have had an awful lot
of experience getting shot at.

Mm-hm. All right. Let me know
as soon as you hear anything.

They stopped the train at Lawler
and they didn't find him.

Heh. Which means exactly nothing.

It's a big country. There's lots of places
for a man to hide in.

Now, how about you
getting out of here? Hmm?

Go home, introduce yourself
to your wife and kids.

They're nice people.

You might even like them
if you got to know them.

Where's Kimble?

Kimble is none of your business.

Oh, that's very funny.
I thought I was a police officer.

You're a deputy sheriff
of Puma County.

Kimble is no longer your business.

Kimble belongs to Lawler.

Your business is that pothole
up on Main Street.

Or Sy Benson's stolen pickup.

Kimble did not get on that train.

You saw his car.

And we saw the train go by.

And we assumed he was on it.

You ever murder anyone, sheriff?

You ever run away from the law?

Well, Kimble did.

For three years, and he's still free.

Three years
and nobody's caught up with him yet.

Which means he's a lot smarter
than all the dumb cops and Sheriffs

who've been chasing him
all across the country.

But not smarter than Jimmy Steel?

Jimmy,

what's it all about?

Long time ago, when I was a kid,

before I came here,

I lived in a small town
you probably never even heard of.

My father was marshal at that town.

One day, a man came through
that territory, a man much like Kimble.

My father had a chance at him
and he missed it.

By the time they finally caught up
with him,

four more people were dead.

And then, when my father died,

nobody mourned the man

who had done a good job for them
all his life.

Nobody did.

All they seemed to remember
was the dumb cop

who had let a murderer
slip through his hands.

Well, you can rest assured,
they�re not gonna say that about me.

Over here we have Petunia
and there we have Whitey.

Now,
Petunia isn't as smart as Whitey,

but she knows something
that Whitey doesn't know.

She knows
that her dinner is waiting for her

right here at the end of this maze.

And she knows how to get here

because she's been through the maze
before.

Whitey, on the other hand, has never even seen this.

But he has one advantage.

- He's as fast as lightning.
- That's right, Roger.

So what will it be?
Whitey or Petunia?

Speed or knowledge?
What do you think, teacher?

Oh, I never bet on anything smaller
than a horse.

All right, let's see what happens.

There they go.

- Come on.
- Come on Whitey.

Come on, baby, go right.
Come on.

- Go, Whitey.
- Come on, Whitey.

- Come on, Whitey.
Whitey.

Come on, Whitey.

- Come on, Whitey.
- Go, Petunia.

- Come on, Whitey.
- Slow down, baby.

- Come on.
- Go, man, go.

- Come on.
- Come on, Petunia.

- Come on.
- Come on, Whitey.

Whitey.
- Come on, Whitey.

- Petunia.
- Whitey.

- Come on.
- Petunia.

- Come on, Whitey.
- Whitey.

- Come on, Whitey.
- Come on, Whitey.

Okay, everybody, lunchtime.

Anybody who's not in the dining room
in five seconds is in big trouble.

They like you, David.

I like them.

Where did they come from?

They're orphans, like their teacher.

That's why when a stranger
comes to town,

they can take him in
and make him feel like one of them.

I thought you taught them
to be wary of the white man.

Wary, but not afraid.

They're not afraid to love their friends
the way you are.

You are afraid of that, aren't you?

Why should I be?

Because you're running
from something.

Tell me, what am I running from?

No, I'm talking
about the kind of person you are.

What kind of a man am I?

The kind I know.

The house I grew up in,

people were taking off like clockwork,
all over the place.

The minute they'd take him,
my brother joined the army.

And my other brother, the stable one,
he didn't take off until he was 22.

My father lit off when I was 5.

I thought the whole world
was like that.

Then I found out it was only some
people who have to go away.

Always.

All their lives,

never standing still,

never loving anyone,

never knowing anyone,

never letting anyone know them.

You're that kind of person, David.

You were born to run away.

Well, Annie,
sometimes there are reasons.

Sometimes.

Usually just excuses.

What do you want, Annie?

I want you to stay.

Why?

Because of the children.

They love you, they need you.

And you could work,
you could teach.

And in return,
you'd have everything they have.

If you're not afraid.

Afraid of the children?

No.

Of me.

You got some small idea
of what Sheriff Prycer is gonna say

when he finds out
we're spending our time

poking through gullies?

What's that?

Key chain.

It's still shiny. There's no rust.

So what if there's no rust?
This is the desert.

It hasn't rained out here
for at least two months.

Anybody could have dropped that
any time.

Maybe.

Maybe it belonged to Kimble.

Well, even if it did,
he's been gone ten days.

- Prycer's already marked the--
- Kelton, Kelton.

Sheriff won't be back until Tuesday.
That gives us three whole days.

To cover a thousand square miles?

Fifteen towns, a hundred ranches,
every nook and corner of the desert.

You're only one man, Jimmy.

So is Kimble. Let's get started.

Okay. Fine.

All right.

Good.

Fine.

Okay.

All right, Indians.

We're moving
into white man's territory.

Today we raid the ice cream parlor.

Live off the land.
Now, if you get caught,

you give your name,
rank and serial number, okay?

Okay, let's move out.

- Go.
- Indian file, naturally.

Hey.

- What happened to your hat?
- I lost it.

Here, take mine.

Are you gonna marry Annie?

Kid,

go directly to jail.

- There's an extra place in the truck.
- No, I'll just sit here

and weave hats
and pick prickly pears.

I'm proud of you, David.

Prickly pears make
marvelous sandwiches.

- Here, you take it. You need it.
- See you later.

Okay.

Old MacDonald had a farm

E-I-E-I-O

And on his farm he had a duck
E-I-E-I-O

And a quack quack here
And a quack quack there

Here a quack, there a quack
Everywhere a quack quack

Old MacDonald had a farm
E-I-E-I- 0

And on his farm he had a cow
E-I-E-I-O

And a moo moo here
And a moo moo there

Here a moo, there a moo
Everywhere a moo moo

Old MacDonald had a farm

- Heh-heh. Hi, Sam.
- Hi, Jim.

Hi.

Hi, partner. How's the ice cream?

Coconut marshmallow. Want a bite?

No, thanks.
I'm strictly a vanilla man.

That's a great hat you got there.

David made it.

David makes all kinds of things.
He's a genius.

- Is he a new teacher?
- No.

Well, is he still there?

- Is who still where, Danny?
- Hi, Miss Johnson.

- Is who still where?
- The man who made this hat.

Do you want one for yourself?

I'd think you'd look a little silly
wearing one.

My kid won't.
He's big enough to wear it.

He just turned 12 today.

Look, Roger,

you willing to trade for it?

Even up.

Roger,
Mr. O'Hara is offering you a deal.

That's a beautiful knife.

I think we made ourselves
a very good deal.

Let us know if you want more.

- I will, ma'am.
- Kids, ready to go. Come on.

All right, everybody out. Time for chow.

David.

- David.
- Hello, Roger.

Was it okay to trade my hat?
I got this knife. Look.

That's a nice knife, Roger.

Who did you trade with?

- The man.
- Roger.

Get moving, man. Chow down.

Bye .

Hey, Roger?

Roger, what man?

The man in town.

I told him it was your hat, David.

Was it okay to trade it?

Yes, sure.

Do you know him?

What did he look like?

He had a star on his shirt.
A gold star.

What's a man with a star?

He was just a man, Roger.

You go ahead.

Indian brothers,

we are gathered here
around our campfire

to welcome our revered white brother,
David, into our tribe.

This happy occasion happens to fall

on the anniversary
of another glorious event,

the great war between the states.

- Isn't David coming?
- On this day, 100 years ago

- I'll go get him.
- American people...

Don't tell I have a present for him.

All right.

...and turned instead to the task
of thinning out their own herds.

David?

Yup.

I'm sorry to disturb you,

but I was sent here by a large tribe
of restless Indians

with orders to bring you back alive.

I can't come, Annie.

Why?

I have to go.

Why?

Oh, there are things I have to do.

What things?

My life.

Things I can't explain.

I didn't ask you to.

We didn't ask anything of you.
You did your work.

You don't owe us anything.

In a way I owe you my life.

You paid for that.

I have to go.

I know it seems
like I'm running away from you,

but it has nothing to do with you.

I say it does.

If you're in trouble,
I wanna be part of it.

I wanna help you.

You can't.

Give me a chance to try.

Have you really tried?

You ever stopped long enough
to wonder

whether your problems
aren't as big as you think they are?

That you're gonna have to face them
someday, somewhere?

Someday.

Did you know
that an Asian snapping whippet

is not Asian,
is not a whippet and does not snap?

- Actually--
- All right, listen.

Report just came in
on that key chain.

Kimble's print was on the medallion.
He was in that gully and we had him.

- Wow.
- Yeah, wow.

But that was almost two weeks ago.

If he wasn't on that train,
where is he?

Where did he go and how far?

Maybe into the desert.

Into the desert?

No, he wouldn't have gotten 2 miles.

Well, he could have waited in the gully
for the next train or the one after.

I don't think so.
Lawler would have picked him up.

I was just trying it on.

It's palm leaf.
I'm bringing it home to my kid.

The new man at the Indian school
turned that out.

It's a pretty good job, if you ask me.

Well, it�s pretty nice, Danny.

Now, if we could return for a moment
to some serious police problems like--

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

What man?

I don't know. New teacher, I guess.

There isn't any new teacher
out at that school.

Now, Kimble might have hopped
the next train, but he didn't.

We shot him and he was hurt.

And he was hurt too bad
to hop the next freight to Lawler.

Hurt too bad even to make it on foot
to Kittyville or anywhere else.

Here's where he is.

Oh, good morning, Annie.

Did somebody forget to pay
a parking ticket?

What's Deputy Kelton doing
out there?

We're looking for a man
named Richard Kimble.

No one here by that name.

Is this the man?

Sorry.
That's not a very good picture.

Where do you think you're going?

Oh, Annie, I'm allowed.

Your school
is outside the Indian reservation.

We have jurisdiction here.

This is private property.

Heh-heh. I know that, Annie.

We just wanna apprehend
a criminal.

Not without a warrant, James.

I have one.

He is not here any more.

How long has he been gone?

Look, Annie,
you may not care for the police--

That's right.

Oh, if I were a rich old maid
living in a mansion in Yuma Heights,

I might like the police very much.

It's your law,
same as everyone else's.

- Is it?
- Yup.

Tell that to my kids.

Tell it to their fathers
who died, drunk, in the gullies

when that law you're so proud of
drove them off their own land.

That was a long time ago, Annie.

And I had nothing to do with that.

We're talking about Kimble.

You were, I wasn't.

What did he do, rob a bank?
Good for him.

He's a murderer, Annie.

What?

Yup. He murdered his wife.

I don't believe you.

He was tried, found guilty,
and sentenced to death.

He's a murderer.

And when we find him,
we're gonna take him back to die.

And he knows that.

Now, what do you think he'd do
to anyone who got in his way?

Now, Annie,

how long has he been gone?

He left last night.

What time?

About 9:00.

Where did he go?

He was headed north.

Did he have a gun?

I don't know.

That will be the sheriff.

Good morning, ma'am.

- Good morning.
- Sheriff.

Got the message.

Must be something pretty big
to bring me out here before breakfast.

All right, Steel,
what's the big emergency

that leaves the radio operator
in charge of Puma's law enforcement

and has me chasing across the desert
at dawn?

Kids throwing inkwells?

Sheriff, Kimble was here.

Was he?

- Yes.
- How long?

Ton, 12 dip.

How much of a jump has he got.

Maybe nine hours.

Where do you think he went?

She says he went up north.

North, that could mean anyplace.

The road to the North Branch
is all over the map.

I think we still have time
to pin him down.

How, deputy?

A full bi-state alert.

Roadblocks, highway cordon,
everything.

All right, get on the radio.
Get me Kittyville.

Right.

They're waiting for you in Kittyville.

What are you gonna do?

Try to get through.

You won't make it, David.
Not that way.

I hope you're getting
the baseball scores.

We sure haven�t been getting
anything else.

- Roadblocks check in?
Yup.

He'll show up.

I've seen bloodhounds
that weren't as stubborn as that.

When will he show up?

It�s been 16 hours
since you say he left. Where is he?

He'll show up.

Well, how long do w have to wait
for him?

A day, a month, all year?

Look, Sheriff,
let's keep the roadblocks, please.

I'm gonna alert the guard
for a helicopter standby.

I'm going into the desert after him.

You didn't do it, did you?

Your wife?

No.

We'll cross the border
at the Santuras River.

How far is it?

Eight or 9 miles.

From there,
it's a day's walk to Jancero.

When you get there, find a man
by the name of Juan Galavat.

Tell him I sent you.

He'll find you a place to stay
and work if you want it.

You've gone to a lot of trouble.

You're not kidding.

How come?

You just don't know
how to take care of yourself, David.

We're gonna have to walk.

Let's get started.

Listen, David, we're not gonna make it
to Santuras.

We've got 8 open miles of desert

between here and the river.
If they've started a search,

they're gonna find the jeep
before we're halfway across.

In this open countryside,
we'd be trapped.

What else is there?

The mountains.

It's the long way to the border,
but we'd have cover.

We�d stand a chance.

Will you draw me a map?

Follow me.

There's a cave up there.

It's Annie's.

I'd have expected more sense
from her.

The way that wind is blowing,
you won't be able to find any tracks.

Well, Jimmy, where did they go?

They were headed for the Santuras.

The jeep breaks down,
they leave the jeep.

They head out on foot.

For the Santuras?

No.

For the mountains.

Hi.

When do we eat?

What, all you think about is food?

No, I think about other things.

The children?

I taught them
to take care of themselves.

You're pretty tough, huh?

I guess so.

What are you thinking about?

Thinking about you.

What are you thinking about?

The Santuras.

And your friend in Jancero.

If I get there.

And you,
and how much I wanna stay.

David?

David, where are you?

Wait a minute.
Hover a little back there.

I think I saw something move.

Take another swing over that ridge.

David!

Get back!

Did they see you?

They couldn't have missed.

All right, set her down.

What for?

He's on that ridge.
We're gonna nail him.

If we spot him, they told us
to do nothing but report his position.

They also told you
to take orders from me

and I say I'm getting off!

Kimble!

Kimble!

I know you're down there.

Let's see what you look like.

Show your face.

Hands in the air.

Kimble!

Kimble!

I'm coming after you.

- You stay here.
- David--

-lb.
-lb.

Please, just stay here.

Drop it.

Drop it.

Drop it.

Don't be a fool, Annie.

This man is a murderer.

And you were gonna murder him.

An unarmed man,
trapped in the desert.

You could have called for help.

He would've had to surrender.

You came down from that helicopter
to kill him.

There's a law against that, Jimmy.

There's a law against holding a gun
on a law officer too.

There's a worse law for shooting one.

But I will if I have to.

And be like him?

Don't be bitter, Jimmy.

Just drop the gun.

I don't think you'll do it.

There's only one sure way
to find out.

Thank you, Jimmy.

That was very foolish, Annie.

I'm gonna have to report this
when we get back to town.

And I'll have to tell why I did it.

And who knows,

maybe some nice district attorney
will appreciate

my having stopped a law officer
from killing an unarmed man

who wasn't even resisting arrest.

Now, let's just settle back.

We'll wait for your friends.

Annie,

thanks.

For not turning you in?

For stopping me.

I thought you wanted to shoot him.

What I wanted was to

be a good cop.

You gave me another crack at it.

Tell me something.

Would you have shot him?

I would have this morning.

I wouldn't now.

Annie, you tell me something.

Would you have shot me?

Thanks for the lift, Jimmy.

It is always hot.

- What have you got today?
- Tuna salad.

That's all my wife knows
how to make.

Frijoles refritos
and cheese enchiladas.

Good deal.

So long, Fred.

To Richard Kimble,

a border is a dark tunnel
whose other end might lead

to the final encounter
with the many-faced enemy.

But for the moment,
it leads to safety.