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( horn blaring )

NARRATOR: The name: Dr. Richard Kimble.

The destination: death row, state prison.

The irony:

Richard Kimble is innocent.

Proved guilty, what Richard Kimble could not prove

was that moments before discovering

his murdered wife's body,

he saw a one-armed man

running from the vicinity of his home.

Richard Kimble ponders his fate

as he looks at the world forthe last time

and sees only darkness.

But in that darkness, fate moves its huge hand.

( horn blaring)

( suspenseful theme playing )

ANNOUNCER: The Fugitive.

( dramatic theme playing )

A QM production.

Starring David Janssen as the fugitive.

With guest stars Beverly Garland...

Alejandro Rey...

Pina Pellicer...

Peter Helm.

Also starring Barry Morse as Lieutenant Gerard.

Tonight's episode, "Smoke Screen."

( somber theme playing )

NARRATOR: California, the Imperial Valley.

Richard Kimble, now wearing the name of Joseph Walker.

Occupation: farm laborer.

The California sun is hot,

and there is a strange antagonism

in the eyes of the other workers,

a hatred which he cannot fathom,

but one which Richard Kimble tries to ignore,

in his effort to keep the secret of his identity.

( dramatic theme playing )

Look, I'm tired of all this stealing.

Now, you just stay away from me.

Try that over here.

What's with them? What's with you, Jordan?

I can't stand the smell of skunk.

I reckon they can't neither.

( panting )

What's that supposed to mean?

Do I have to draw you a picture?

We want you out of here.

MAN: All right, what's going on here?

What's the trouble, Walker?

Nothing.

I don't hold with shoutin' and yellin',

but you better believe it.

You gotta top more onions than that,

or I'll have to let you go, you hear?

They ridin' you?

I got a hunch maybe all the trouble

ain't on your side.

Paco!

FOREMAN: Come here.

Now, Paco, you talk to your friends

and tell 'em to lay off of this man.

I don't know what the beef is, but I'm gonna stop it fast.

Go on, tell 'em.

That goes for you too, Jordan.

( siren wailing )

Everybody, over here!

Everybody!

Come on! All of you!

Look, we've got trouble.

There's a forest fire

up in the mountains just east of here.

Alvarez, you better translate for me.

Alvarez, come here.

FOREMAN: Come on up here.

Go ahead, tell 'em.

( speaks Spanish )

FOREMAN: Now, the ranger here

is out scouting up some men to go fight it.

( speaks Spanish )

Now, if the fire gets out of hand,

it could come down and damage some of our fields,

so I'm going to make you a little offer.

( speaks Spanish )

FOREMAN: The State has a set hourly rate

they pay for this kind of work.

You'll get paid that.

And we'll keep on with your pay here at the farm,

just like you were topping onions all the while.

( speaks Spanish )

( speaks Spanish )

( speaks Spanish )

Muy bien.

( men murmuring )

All right, now, you have to volunteer!

FOREMAN: You might be away for a couple of days,

so the trucks will take you to pack your things.

( speaks Spanish )

( all chattering )

Now, let's go!

Phil?

Phil.

Oh, sorry, captain.

Richard Kimble?

Yeah, I've got a hunch.

And I've got a lead

on the Danbury homicide case for you.

Phil, isn't this just another will-o'-the-wisp?

Well, three months ago

I had a wire from a sheriff east of El Paso.

A transient he'd hustled out of town

might have been Kimble. A possibility.

Seen here too? That's right.

Now, suppose he's working his way west from crop to crop.

Lettuce in Texas,

carrots in New Mexico, oranges in Arizona--

Phil, you've got want-bulletins out there.

What more can you do?

It only takes a few hours by jet.

How about the Danbury case?

This is a typical pattern, captain, following the crop.

Might turn up in California.

I could be there, waiting.

It's only a hunch, Phil.

A longshot hunch.

No, I-I need you here now.

Come on. Let's get on this Danbury case.

( ominous theme playing )

Phil!

( suspenseful theme playing )

Paco. Paco!

I don't want you to go!

I don't want to go, either.

But if I stay behind, they will wonder why.

We shouldn't give them reasons to ask questions.

What about that one?

He's going with you?

Yes.

Maria, it makes me afraid.

Not for myself.

It makes me afraid for you.

I'll go with you.

Don't be foolish.

Are any of the other wives going with their husbands?

( speaking Spanish )

I told you, I don't want you to speak in Spanish

in front of everybody.

If they hear us,

they are going to suspect something.

( speaks Spanish )

Maria!

I don't care about any of them.

I love you.

I need you.

I'm going to have your baby.

Please...

If everything goes well, I'll be back tomorrow.

If the baby comes?

You tell it not to come before tomorrow.

I want to be here when it happens.

( romantic theme playing )

FOREMAN: In the trucks, everybody. Come on, hurry up.

Let's go!

Hello? Who's in charge?

Oh, are you in charge here?

I'm the foreman.

They told me to expect you, Miss, uh--

Stillwell. Doris Stillwell,

County hospital. They're sending an intern along later.

Look, will you get somebody to help me get these boxes

on one of your trucks?

Ho, Walker! Over here.

I'm-- I'm glad you're going to be with us.

Thanks.

Nurse Stillwell's going up the fire line with us.

Put her stuff into that pickup truck.

No, wait a minute. I'll take that.

You just get the rest of the stuff.

Here. That's enough for one load.

Now, please, be careful,

because some of that stuff is sterilized.

Oh!

I'm so sorry! ( laughs )

Is anything broken?

Oh, that's fine.

I'm short on supplies as it is.

Now, look. Please, be careful!

If I can't trust you with a simple job like this,

I'll get somebody else.

( somber theme playing )

Hello, Harry?

( over speakers ): I'm at a place called Hidalgo Grove.

It's supposed to be the control center, but there's--

There's no one around.

Can you see the fire?

No.

Look, Johnny boy,

you're supposed to be reporting a fire, remember?

Hey, wait a minute, Harry.

I-I think I hear something.

It-it's-- I guess it's the firefighters.

It's a cop...

Let's see, and there's one,

two trucks.

There's a bunch of workers in the trucks and, uh,

there's a forest ranger in-- In the, uh, highway patrol car.

Three trucks, Harry.

Okay, kid. Now, take it easy.

All right, out of the trucks.

Let's go!

Walker, let's go.

Paco, get on this table. We'll get these things over.

Get this equipment out of the truck...

HARRY: You just tell us about it, and we'll put it on tape.

If it's any good, I'll drop it into our next newscast.

Now, you've got ten seconds from my signal.

( beep )

( clears throat )

This is Johnny Peters reporting to you from the fire scene.

K.R.G.A. is first at the scene,

and we are watching the first of the fire--

Aw, cut it, Harry. That was awful.

I'm sorry. Can we try it again, please?

Okay, Johnny. Now, forget all

about what they're teaching you in college.

Just describe what you see. Now, go!

This is Johnny Peters reporting to you from the fire scene.

K.R.G.A. is watching the first of the firefighters arrive

at this peaceful picnic area

which is going to be the, uh, control center

for the fire area.

Cardinez!

Go to the truck and get some shovels.

¿Comprendez?

Walker?

Get some shovels out of the truck.

You go with him.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Grab that end?

( speaking Spanish )

Paco. Where is Paco?

Paco-- Paco Alvarez!

CARDINEZ: Paco!

Let me give you a hand.

Paco. Maria...

( groaning )

( romantic theme playing )

I'm ashamed of you, Maria.

What kind of a wife is this

who doesn't obey her husband?

I'm sorry, Paco.

( speaking Spanish )

( sighs )

I am so glad to be here.

Well, where did she come from?

Forgive my Maria, señor.

She was hiding in the truck to be with me.

( sighs )

Well, as long as she's here, she can help me.

Take this into the tent, Mrs. Alvarez,

and stay there.

Would you bring the table right in here?

Come on, hurry up, fellas.

Paco,

will you tell your wife

not to get any more fancy ideas?

Then get aboard the truck.

( ominous theme playing )

MAN: Push it back, fellas.

All right, fellas, come on. Push back in the truck.

Come on, move back there!

Give him room fellas. Come on, here, boy.

All right, move it out!

I'm at the fire area, Harry, and-- And it's a big one, boy.

Looks like the whole mountainside is burning.

How're you feeling?

Well, I-- I'm a little scared.

Maybe you should have sent Sam up, or-- Or come up yourself.

Oh, you'll do fine.

I'm putting you on live in about, uh, two minutes.

Now, remember:

Give us details. What it looks like,

What it feels like. And leave the big picture to--

Harry, th-the firefighters are here. They-- They just came.

Swell. Tell us how they go about it.

Details now.

( heroic theme playing )

All right, everybody off the truck.

Don't go away without your tools.

Everybody line up here.

A couple of you guys drag out them tools.

All right, as soon as you get a tool, move right out.

Move right up to the line.

All right, this man get that bag pump and move out.

Go outta the truck!

Stand by, Johnny.

I'll give it to you in about...30 seconds.

You'd better move on down to the control area, son.

But I'm on the air in a few seconds.

All right, but you'd better move out right afterwards.

This place can become a furnace if that wind shifts.

( coughs )

Stand by, Johnny.

Five seconds.

Four, three, two--

This is Johnny Peters coming to you from the fire area.

( coughs )

There's smoke everywhere, and it's very hard to see.

The, uh, first of the volunteer firefighters have just arrived

and a-are working very hard at clearing a firebreak.

But their actions seem pitiful

compared to the fury of these flames.

( action theme playing )

The professional firefighters are completely out of view,

but-- What's this?

Airplanes.

They must be the borate bombers we've been expecting.

The purpose of the borate is to slow down the fire

so that the ground crews can get control of the flames.

MAN: Everybody out!

All right, everybody on this fire line move out!

Get goin'! Leave everything as it is.

Move out. Go on, move!

KIMBLE: Hey!

I got a man here down with smoke.

How bad is he?

I think we ought to get him to the nurse.

Can you drive a truck?

Yeah.

Come on, I'll give you a hand with him.

I'd better get somebody to help you with him.

MAN: Hey!

Aqui.

Come here.

On the double.

Hey, uh, you speak English, don't you?

Yes.

Well, then, get in that truck and go along with him.

All right, climb in the back.

See that your friend doesn't bounce around.

Well, get in the truck.

Look, what's wrong with you?

Plenty. I am not the only one.

What is that suppose to mean?

Why did you choose me?! I never hurt you.

Why me? I don't know what you're talking about.

Come on, get in the truck. No!

You won't send me back now!

You won't send me back now!

Now, get in the truck!

I know who you are.

We all know who you are!

What do you mean?

Tell me! What do you mean?

You are with the police.

The poli--?

They tell me it happens very often.

Men like you, with hands that are soft,

men who are different,

coming among the workers

to betray the ones who are not here legally!

( panting )

( chuckling ): You really think I'm with the police?

So you are not?

You are not with the border people?

No way.

It is a trick. You are pretending.

Paco, the police and me are on opposite ends of the pole.

I've got more reason to run from the police than you have.

I believe you.

So...that's why you came to the onion field.

To hide.

Forgive me, my friend.

I didn't know.

MAN: Hey!

What's the matter with you guys?

Get goin'!

Your, uh, friend, Cardinez.

We're taking him to the nurse.

Cardinez?

There, this ought to feel better.

But I wouldn't go back to the fire.

Think you ought to just go right outside

and find a place to sit down.

( sighs )

Look, would-- Would you hold this please?

( dramatic theme playing )

What's wrong with him? Smoke.

The sector boss sent him down.

He didn't send inhalers too, did he?

He promised me inhalers, an intern,

more medical supplies.

It's not your problem.

NURSE: Put him on that table.

Where's my Maria?

Oh. Oh, yes. You're the husband.

Uh...well, she's another one of my medical supplies

that ran out on me.

I don't know. She's around here somewhere.

( plane whirring )

( moaning ) Paco!

Paco! Over here!

Tell him to go away!

He's not with the police.

We were wrong.

We shouldn't have done to you the things we did.

But my friends were only trying

to protect Maria and me.

They thought if they made things difficult for you,

you might go away.

( groans )

Does that happen often?

Very often.

That's why she left the tent.

Let's get her to know the nurse.

No. I don't want to have my baby in a tent.

( panting )

But, Maria, it is time.

Our baby was to be born in a hospital,

where the papers are.

Papers?

Yeah.

We came to this country,

so our baby could be born a citizen

of the United States.

Perhaps it is the will of God that it shouldn't be so.

There will be no papers here.

The nurse has to fill out the same papers

that she would at the hospital.

Is that true, Walker?

Are you sure?

I'm sure.

Mrs. Alvarez,

your baby will be born an American. Do you understand?

( groans )

Let's get her to the nurse.

Now, breathe deeply.

Breathe-- Breathe deeply.

What is it now?

She's having labor pains.

Oh, great. That's all I need to make my day perfect.

How far apart?

Ten, 12 minutes, I'd say.

Would you take her inside?

Look, would you please check on my intern

and my supplies?

Can that thing, uh, be used to contact a doctor?

What's wrong?

The fire.

What about the fire?

It's all around us. It's-- It's closing in on us!

How do you know?

I just got it from my boss.

We've got to get out of here!

I tell you, we're in a pocket!

Just settle down.

Settle down.

No need to panic.

We're not cut off yet.

Okay?

Yeah.

I'm sorry. I-I don't know what happened to me.

It happens. It happens to anybody.

PACO: Walker!

You're gonna have to help me get the woman into the truck.

Why?

The baby can't be delivered normally.

She needs an operation, a cesarean.

Look, uh, would you get some blankets?

We're gonna need a lot of them.

( somber theme playing )

MAN: Come on, bring more line down to here!

Free that line up there!

That's it.

Come in with the shovels, clear out a layer!

Where you headed?

Down below. We've got an emergency hospital case.

Not a chance.

Fire's out of control all up and down that road.

What if we made a run for it?

You'd be dead a hundred yards in.

Better go back to where you came from.

It's gotta be safer.

All right, thanks.

Well?

The fire has blocked us off. We can't get through.

We have to get through.

Isn't there another road?

Fire's all around us. We'll have to go back.

Look, she needs a doctor. Can't you understand that?

We have to get her to a surgeon.

Well, maybe we can fly one in by helicopter.

How long will that take?

An hour, maybe. I don't know.

Well, then she'll--!

Then she'll die.

Now, we have to get through.

( groans )

All right, if you won't drive, I will!

Look, that girl's life depends on this.

Now, stay in the truck-- Are you gonna take this--?

Stay in the truck.

HARRY: Johnny, the, uh, network wants to take your stuff.

We fed 'em the tapes. Now they're hooking up live.

You're kidding me!

( chuckles )

Yes, you could be setting on top of a really big one, Johnny.

Hey-- Hey, wait a minute, Harry.

Hey, y-you remember that--

That, uh, pregnant woman I told you about?

The one that's married to the Mexi--

Yeah, yeah, what about her?

It looks like they couldn't get through to a doctor.

They're back.

Find out all you can about it.

That's a story they'll really lap up.

Look, if that woman dies, I'm gonna hold you responsible.

Now, a man would have driven through that fire.

I'll try to get a doctor.

You'll try?

Look, the boy over there has a transmitter.

Maybe I can get through-- There isn't time.

Don't you understand that?

There isn't time!

Hey, how is she?

My radio station wants to know all about that pregnant woman.

We-- I was wondering, now that you're back,

does that mean the nurse is going to deliver her here?

Hey, uh-- Please shut up.

What's the matter? This is a big story, you know.

Hey, look, I-- I've got a real big chance here and--

Well, I'm willing to share it with you.

The network's picking up my broadcast live in a few minutes.

That means that millions of people will be listening--

I'll give you a plug on the air, and I'll--

I'll tell 'em how you tried to get through to a doctor and all.

Maybe I'll even interview you on the air.

Wh-what what's your name--?

Look, just get away from me.

I don't see what you're so sore about.

Okay, I'll try to get somebody else.

KIMBLE: Nurse?

Yes?

I can help. Get out!

Now, please believe me. I'm a doctor-- Get out!

Cornell Medical School,

interned in New York.

Advanced study, Guy's Hospital, London.

Resident, Memorial Hospital in Chicago.

I specialized in pediatrics and obstetrics...

until I stopped practicing.

Do you seriously expect me to believe that?

The girl's life depends on it.

( sighs )

Well, now, let me tell you my credentials.

Nursing school, Seattle.

Got my R.N. five years ago.

Got an appointment at the county hospital last May.

Look, nurse-- I have a position,

a career, a pension at the end of it.

Now, do you seriously expect me to sacrifice all of that

for a-a-- A field worker,

who walks in here

and tells me that he's a doctor?!

Together, we might save her.

( sighs )

I can't.

It goes against everything that I--

My friend.

Are you a doctor?

Yes, I am, Paco.

Then why does she--?

Well, uh--

See, I don't have papers either.

I trust you.

You will help my Maria.

I'll try.

Do you have morphine?

Nurse, do you have morphine?

In my bag.

Paco.

( tender theme playing )

( speaking Spanish )

Hey. H-how's your wife?

Hey, listen. I've been in contact with the radio station.

They're gonna send up a doctor--

My wife has a doctor.

She has a doctor?

He is my friend.

Y-you mean--

He is going to save my Maria and the baby

with an operation.

An operation? She needs an oper--?

Please, no more.

Hello, Harry? Hey, Harry, are you there?

Yeah, kid.

Listen to this.

The woman's having an operation.

And a-- And a farm worker is doing it.

A farm worker! He claims he's-- He claims he's a doctor.

( tender theme playing )

( groans )

( praying in Spanish )

( praying in Spanish )

And here, despite the fire which rages all around us,

everything has been pushed into the background

except for the two lives which are at stake:

a mother and her baby.

Mrs. Alvarez, a farm worker's wife,

had followed her husband up to the fire area

when it was discovered that she needed a cesarean operation

to deliver her child.

There seemed little hope for Mrs. Alvarez,

until another farm worker here laid claim to being a doctor.

JOHNNY ( over radio ): Everybody is wondering who the mysterious medical man can be.

Where did he come from and how did he happen

to be working as a farm worker? There are no answers yet,

but we'll bring them to you as they develop.

Meanwhile, the hearts and minds of all of us

are focused on that tent where a baby is being born.

This is Johnny Peters, K.R.G.A.

Boy, I'd give an arm and a leg to be in that kid's spot.

Not if we can't get him out.

Yeah.

What do you think of the doctor angle?

Oh, probably some drunk who lost his license.

HARRY: Nice job, Johnny.

Stay on top of it, now.

Try to get interviews with the doctor, the father,

anybody who knows about it.

We'll tape it and use the best.

Now, they're using bulldozers to clear the road.

So get on this stuff before a mess of old warriors

get up there and beat you out.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Hi, captain.

Phil, have you been listening to the news broadcast today?

No. Are they blasting us on that Danbury case again?

I'm giving it full time now.

No, I was thinking about the newscast from California.

Forest fires.

( suspenseful theme playing )

A very interesting story about a migrant worker,

a field hand they recruited to help fight the fire.

They say he's performing an emergency cesarean operation.

California?

Southern California, about a hundred miles east of San Diego

near the Mexican border.

My hunch, my longshot hunch.

Did they say where exactly?

Northwest of the Salton Sea.

A place called Hidalgo Grove.

Here. Here it is.

San Diego County.

This is Lieutenant Gerard.

Get me the sheriff of San Diego County, California.

( ominous theme playing )

Hey, look. They're getting through.

Everybody's getting ready to move. Let's get with it.

It's a boy!

Muchacho!

Felicitaciónes! Paco, que bueno.

( laughing )

Are they all right?

For now.

Hey, congratulations.

I mean it, congratulations.

Thank you.

Hey, I want to interview you.

I've got my transmitter-- I'm sorry. I, uh, can't.

Why not? You're a hero,

and everybody wants to know about it.

I'd like to forget it.

I'd like you to forget it.

NURSE: Doctor?

I want you to know...

( exhales )

I'm not sure how to say this, doctor.

You've already said it. Thank you.

( vehicles rumbling )

They got through.

We'll be able to get out now.

Um--

There's going to be questions.

I can't answer them.

My friend!

( speaks Spanish )

What can I say?

Nothing.

Take care of that boy.

Boy, I can't figure him out.

Do you know why he won't let me interview him?

Why should he?

Are you kidding? After what he did?

What did he do?

Well, he just--

What's the matter with you? You were in there with him.

H-he delivered that baby.

He didn't deliver my child.

Oh, come on, now.

He did not deliver my son.

Not him.

It was my friend, Cardinez.

Look, who are you trying to kid?

It was my friend, Cardinez.

Wasn't it?

Yes.

You're covering for him.

My friend Cardinez worked in Mexico

as a doctor for animals.

He tried.

And the nurse help him.

We prayed.

And he saved my Maria.

It was my friend Cardinez.

( vehicles rumbling )

Doris, have you really got a woman up here

that's having a baby?

Yes, but she already had it, doctor.

She's-- She's in there.

MAN: Johnny Peters!

Johnny Peters!

Over here.

I'm Pat Keenan, K.R.A.V.

This is our nurse.

Hi. Hi.

We've got permission from your station

to simulcast your interviews.

You got 'em lined up?

Yeah.

Well, I'll do the lead-in for you.

Uh, what's your interview sequence?

First the father, Mr. Alvarez,

and then the nurse.

Uh-huh.

And the doctor last?

Last, but--

Well, he's really not a doctor.

Uh, his name is, uh, Cardinez.

He was a-- A veterinarian down in Mexico.

Your story is gettin' better all the time.

You sure fell into one.

( phone rings )

Put him on.

Yes, this is Lieutenant Gerard.

Yeah, I can hear you, sheriff. Go ahead.

Well, he was a field hand, sure enough, lieutenant.

That operation came out all right.

Must have had some real medical experience.

Is it Kimble?

Cardinez is the name.

I don't care about his name. Is it Kimble?

He's a bracero, lieutenant.

A Mexican.

A Mexican national.

Checked the papers myself.

A bracero doing a major operation?

( chuckles )

Lieutenant, you don't have to take my word for it.

Look, this fire, this, uh-- This operation--

It's all big news.

Don't you boys have television back east yet?

They've been having the interviews on television

for the past couple of hours.

There was the bracero,

and the nurse, the father.

No, this bracero isn't your Richard Kimble.

Turn on TV. See for yourself.

All right. Thank you, sheriff.

( mysterious theme playing )

( clicks )

MAN ( over TV ): We're going to bring you

the hero of the emergency again.

Mr. Cardinez, how does it feel to have saved two lives?

CARDINEZ: I am very proud.

But I understand that you were trained

only as a veterinarian?

CARDINEZ: That is true.

In my village in Mexico, I have had to do such things.

I was the only doctor.

And when one is the only doctor,

well, sometimes--

( clicks )

( dramatic theme playing )

( men laughing & chattering in Spanish )

To the baby!

( all cheer )

A toast to the doctor!

( all laughing, chattering )

...Doctor Cardinez.

( laughs )

Hey, what about the father?

A toast to Paco Alvarez!

ALL: To Paco!

Hey, Paco, it is your turn now.

You make a toast.

( speaks Spanish )

To absent friends.

NARRATOR: There is no celebration for a fugitive.

Richard Kimble moves on.

His objective?

Always the same:

To find the man who alone can deliver him

from execution.

( dramatic theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )