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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 for the last time...

and sees only darkness.

But in that darkness fate moves its huge hand.

( horn blares )

( suspenseful theme playing )

ANNOUNCER: The Fugitive.

( dramatic theme playing )

A QM Production.

Starring David Janssen as the fugitive.

Co-starring Chris Robinson.

Lou Antonio.

Brenda Vaccaro.

Tonight's episode, "See Hollywood and Die."

( mellow theme playing )

NARRATOR: Sierra Point, New Mexico.

Resident population: 562.

Transient population: one.

Richard Kimble, who currently bears the name Al Fleming.

It is now more than a year since the escape.

( air hissing )

( honks )

Hey, Ray.

You ready?

You're early.

Maybe ten minutes.

Bonnie said the dinner would be on the table at a quarter past,

and the others will be over at 7.

I don't know. After last week...

maybe I should give up poker.

( laughs )

( both laughing )

Be right back.

( starts engine )

I'll close up for you, Ray.

You just can't wait to see me in bankruptcy, can you?

That's it. Heh-heh.

( register rings )

Well, I'd appreciate it

if you could close up for me, Al.

Okay.

( dramatic theme playing )

Yes, sir?

Fill it.

You got something cold to drink?

Over there in the machine.

( pump humming )

( ominous theme playing )

Uh-- My buddy would like to see you inside.

Oh, yeah, just a minute.

Now.

( cocks gun )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( tires screech )

( dramatic theme playing )

( honks )

Put your hands down.

Get rid of her.

Sorry, lady, we-- We're closed up.

Oh, no. I just want a road map.

We're fresh out. You better get moving.

What's the matter with you?

Lady, I said split.

( tense theme playing )

( whines )

( honks three times )

( grunts )

Smile.

Smile.

Ray.

Les.

It's a holdup.

Open the door.

( starts engine )

( tires screeching )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

Pow.

You see me drop that old cat?

Yeah, I saw you.

Looks like we're in the clear for now.

What's with "now?"

Those hick cops will never catch this baby.

They maybe drive a good plow, but that's it.

But it's some junk pile, huh?

I bet it could do 120 easy.

And what's your name, baby?

Please.

Could you just let me stop and get out?

When you get out, it's gonna be for good.

You and the grease jockey here.

He means like...

pow.

Pow.

You know, both of you guys are pretty stupid.

Shut up.

Tsk. Both of you... real dumb.

But very tough.

Don't put me down, mister. I mean it.

You know, I was setting that old man up for two weeks.

( chuckles )

I was all ready to make a hit...

and you two young punks come along, foul it all up.

He had $500 under the tray.

I was counting on that for a stake.

What's your story, Charlie?

My name is Al Fleming.

It's not Charlie.

You're working on something?

I did some time.

I have to get to L.A.

What for?

A job.

It's not important.

Why not?

Hey, Vinnie...

you think he needs some persuading?

( tense theme playing )

( gasps )

Easy, baby.

Please. Will you let me go?

You don't wanna split before the kicks start, do you?

I-I just want to get out.

Please.

Hey, Vinnie?

You know, I could really see blowing into L.A.

with this chick behind the wheel.

You going to L.A. too?

Hollywood.

Me and Vinnie, we're gonna take a-- A swim

in one of them movie star's swimming pools.

Right, Vinnie?

That's right.

Yeah.

What's taking you to L.A.?

What's the difference? We won't make it.

You got a different ending for that story?

You ever hear of a roadblock?

Yeah, a roadblock.

Now, if you're interested...

there's a dirt road up ahead.

Goes straight through to Flagstaff.

( dramatic theme playing )

It'll never be covered, if you're interested.

Coming up on the right.

Take it.

( ominous theme playing )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( rock 'n' roll music playing over radio )

You're pretty smart.

I'm a pro.

ANNOUNCER (over radio): Ladies and gentlemen,

this is KGBM in Gallup

interrupting our Saturday Social.

Approximately 30 minutes ago, two gunmen

held up Ray Loomis' gas station in Sierra Point,

killed Loomis and abducted his helper, Al Fleming.

Also abducted was a young woman,

driver of the late model, white Continental

in which the killers made their escape.

All listeners are urged to report any information to--

It's a blast.

Gonna have to get rid of the car.

What're you selling? You want us to walk?

The way you keep driving this car, you're liable

to entice yourself right into the chair.

Buy a car in Flagstaff.

Buy a car?

Are you cuckoo, daddy?

Why should we buy a car?

So we don't get caught.

Vinnie, I don't like this guy.

I'll live through it.

Maybe.

Okay.

We gotta buy a car.

What do we use for dough?

You got 30, 35 dollars.

I got close to 100.

That should buy something.

And the little lady's got some dough.

Little lady puts 300 in the pot. Vinnie.

How about you, daddy?

You got a bundle waiting in L.A.?

About 150,000.

A job?

Uh-huh.

Well, maybe you need a couple of good boys.

We don't want him, Vinnie.

We been doing okay without some hard nose

sounding off all the time.

I decide what we want.

Look, he comes on pretty strong in the words department.

You listen to me.

I got a feeling we're gonna mix it up

a little pretty soon.

It could happen.

When we do, I'm gonna have the gun.

I don't trust you, Al, daddy.

How about you, Vinnie?

( dramatic theme playing )

Miles is my buddy.

Chew on that, daddy.

( tense theme playing )

I want you to know I'm on your side.

Come on.

You gonna let that cat out in public?

He's a grease jockey. He knows cars.

You buy it.

And I'll be watching.

Come on.

Keep your eye on her.

Yeah.

( intense theme playing )

You seem like a pretty smart fella to me.

How did you get mixed up with a nut like that?

Look, Miles is okay.

We were in a home together.

In Chicago. The Markham Home for Boys.

He's okay, once you get to know him.

I'll bet.

Just came in today on a bankruptcy.

Doesn't even have 25,000 miles on her yet.

( chuckles )

( ominous theme playing )

How much?

Five and a quarter.

I'll give you 400.

Four-seven-five cash.

Uh, sorry, Mac--

Okay, okay.

Four and a quarter.

But only because you look like a nice guy.

Here you are.

That's only 400.

That's because I'm not a nice guy.

We'll take the car now...

and come back for the rest of these papers in the morning.

Certainly.

Here, you fill in the rest.

I've already signed it.

Thank you.

Hey!

Hold it a minute.

Hold it!

( tense theme playing )

Lucky I caught you.

I never like to see a buyer

drive out of here with anything wrong.

Jimmy. Heh.

My boy will have it fixed in just a minute.

What's wrong?

A taillight's out.

Nothing will bring a cop like a busted taillight,

and they'll soak you ten bucks for it too.

Jimmy, fix the taillight.

It'll just take a minute.

( shuts car off )

( dramatic theme playing ) No. No.

( screams )

( grunts )

( sighs )

What happened?

Nothing.

We just picked ourselves a square chick. That's all.

Maybe she just has good taste.

Now, you shut up. I'll--

Okay, okay.

Come on. We got the other car.

Let's move it over. Come on.

You got a crank for it?

Nah, he says it will get us there.

But we gotta ditch the other car.

Why won't we just leave it here?

We could put a note on the windshield

and tell the cops we were here.

Okay, I get the picture.

But where do we stash it then?

I got an idea.

You two get in the other car and follow me.

Now what's that all about?

Well, you struck out, kid, so now it's my turn.

Well, who elected you--?

Who even said you're in the company?

Okay, Vinnie?

I don't know. She could be a lot of trouble.

I say we dump her right now. For good.

Afraid I'll make you look bad?

Come on. Follow me.

I don't like him calling the shots.

Now, he's good.

You should have seen him operate with that jerk salesman.

I still don't like the way he swings.

Oh, Vinnie, I don't think

he's smart enough for the L.A. deal.

Oh, who needs it?

Who needs your lousy L.A. deal?

We need it!

You and me.

You're just gonna let him take off?

With a chaperone.

You follow in the other car.

( tires screech )

( mellow theme playing )

I guess I'd better go in.

Hey, wait a minute.

I thought you said your folks were asleep.

Yeah, but if Mom ever woke up and saw the time--

Aw...

( tense theme playing )

Why here?

See the newspapers?

That's the Ferguson house.

So what?

They're away on a vacation.

( car starts )

( tires screech )

( car door closes )

( car starts )

( tires screech )

Hey, maybe I better call the police.

Oh, no, then I'd have to explain to Mother

why I was out so late.

( dramatic theme playing )

( sighs )

No cops.

Let's go. No.

Stay here.

I'll take two of whatever you get.

Right.

And hold the onions.

Right.

Now's your chance, daddy.

I l-- Let's see the big lover operate, huh?

Oh, well, go ahead. J-just forget I'm here.

Yeah?

Give me five cheeseburgers to go

and...four coffees.

Black.

Got a long haul or you just hungry?

No, I'm having a party in the back of my truck

if it's any of your business.

Watch it, Mac.

( chuckles )

Oh, I was just kidding, uh...

I've got some friends out in the car...

Just making conversation, mister.

I couldn't care less if you had Liz Taylor out there.

( chuckles )

Yeah, I got it.

You only work the swing shift.

Maybe I don't like an audience, kid.

Oh, yeah. Yeah 'course, huh?

You want me to split.

Well, daddy, never say I didn't help a buddy out.

Maybe when I get back you'll have

the nerve to hold her hand.

( suspenseful theme playing )

How about that?

Somebody could have stolen the car.

( chuckles )

( kisses )

Remember what I said earlier?

Now, don't pull away.

Just relax.

He's got to think I'm, uh...

making time.

( chuckles )

Now, trust me.

Who are you?

It's not important who I am.

What's important is we get away from those two.

How?

They're animals. They're going to kill us.

How do we get to the police?

We stall for time.

Maybe they'll buy my story.

Just follow my lead, huh?

( tense theme playing )

( simulating machine-gun fire )

Pow.

Do you wanna hear something funny?

What?

I was supposed to be married yesterday.

Bridesmaid...

gown, rice...

( coughs )

The whole thing. And I ran.

I kept thinking...

it's too soon.

I'm not ready yet.

I want a little excitement.

I haven't done anything, I haven't--

I haven't seen anything.

I'm just not ready to settle down.

( mellow theme playing )

I couldn't face it.

I couldn't.

Larry with his button-down collars

and his household budget.

Saving ten percent of his salary every week.

Do you know what I mean?

I know what you mean.

To think for a little bit of excitement...

( sobbing ): Oh, I wanna go--

I wanna go home.

( tense theme playing )

Do you think we'll ever

really get out of this?

We'll get out of it.

( door opens, closes )

If you can tear yourself away,

you owe me 3.90.

Oh, sure.

There you go.

Four dollars.

Sure a 10-cent tip won't break you?

Uh, I'll give you another tip.

Your prices are too high.

( door closes )

MAN: Hey, Mae.

Hm?

Is that cherry or boysenberry?

That pie?

Raisin.

( chuckles )

I hope you wear glasses when you're driving.

( laughs )

We better eat on the way. We hit the front page.

( dramatic theme playing )

( mellow music playing over radio )

Front page?

Why don't we make it harder for 'em.

How?

They're looking for four of us.

We-- We could lose one.

Hm. Who do you got in mind?

Her.

We got no use for her.

No, you've got no use for her.

Look, you wanted a hostage, you got a hostage.

So hang on to her.

She's the only insurance you've got.

Okay.

For now.

Uh, that's mine.

I know.

Hey, baby.

The nights are too cold out here for this.

Please.

You wear something like that around the pool, and--

And I'll cancel my order on them movie queens.

( laughs )

Will you please stop that?

Now, that's enough.

Enough of what, daddy?

Now, just drop it, huh?

Well, an-- Anything you say.

( chuckles )

( thud )

( laughs )

Huh, what did you do that for?

It was too crowded.

ANNOUNCER ( over radio ): We'll be back with more music

after I bring you five minutes of the latest news.

Shut up.

From Geneva comes word

that the latest disarmament talks have reached a stalemate,

while here at home the air force has announced

the successful launching of a new air-to-air missile.

Flagstaff police report that the getaway car

used by the Sierra Point bandits has been found.

It had been hidden in the garage

of Mr. and Mrs. Donald Ferguson, who were on vacation.

Registered in the name of Joanne Spencer,

the car was reported by 18 year old Carl Emory,

who saw the bandits secreting it

in the Ferguson garage.

Police are now examining the car for fingerprints,

and hope shortly to have detailed descriptions

of the two gunmen.

From Havana comes word that--

( turns radio off )

Looks like our leader swallowed something bad.

Or maybe heard it, huh?

( laughs )

What have you got to laugh about?

Tie your prints right into that killing.

Not us.

We're model citizens.

Didn't you know that?

Yeah, the-- The cops don't have our prints, daddy.

We been stopped, questioned, we even have been brought in.

But we never been charged and we never been booked.

No prints, no record, no nothing.

( tense theme playing )

They got yours, though, don't they, daddy?

Do they have your prints?

They've got 'em.

( dramatic theme playing )

We're getting real close, Al.

Yeah, real close.

So what about it?

What about what?

( laughs )

"What about what"?

That big job in L.A.

Vinnie, it's always been you and me.

You find the jobs, I find the kicks.

Two's company, three's a bomb.

All we want is that pool and a couple of dames.

What he's too stupid to understand is

that if I cut you in you can buy your own pool.

If I cut you in.

Now, you said you needed a couple of boys.

Yeah, boys I can trust. Not him.

What am I, some kind of freak or something?

Next question.

Hey, you knock if off!

Look, he's got a point.

If we're in, we got enough dough

for all the kicks in the world.

In what? We don't even know what this big job is.

Uh, you didn't think I was gonna let you know

where 150,000 is sitting,

did you?

I'll tell you this much.

It's all in cash.

It's in a safe.

Big construction company.

And I've got a partner.

You got a partner?

Yeah, a buddy of mine.

He got the combination to the safe,

the front-door key...

and the watchman's schedule.

What's he need you for?

He wants to be somewhere else when it happens.

It sounds good, Miles.

Why should he cut in two other guys?

Need a guy for the lookout

and a guy to take care of the watchman.

How much is that worth?

Five thousand apiece.

Ten grand.

That buys a lot of kicks.

( tense theme playing )

There's a paper over there.

Get it, kid.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Well, how about that.

What?

Hey, baby.

Do you know you're sitting next to a big celebrity?

( tires screeching )

( cars honking )

( tires screeching )

( dramatic theme playing )

( grunts )

Heh. Let go of me.

Come on, get up.

Don't touch me.

It's your chance to get away. Now--

Let go of me.

Let go of me!

Okay, it's true. I'm Richard Kimble.

( panting )

But what it said in the paper, I didn't do.

I don't believe you.

I'm scared.

Scared of them, scared of you.

Now let me go--

They'll be here any minute now, come on.

( crying, moaning )

( tense theme playing )

Glad you could make it.

I didn't know how I was gonna get her back to the car.

Why don't we forget the whole thing.

I mean we could just leave her here.

You-- You know, like pow.

( gasps )

You want every car on the freeway down here?

Oh, you're getting awful choosy, daddy.

Last time you knocked off a dame,

it was in your own house.

Oh, no.

Not here. No.

But it's gotta be soon.

She might make it next time.

There's not gonna be a next time.

Come on.

( suspenseful theme playing )

We'll look for a place up in the hills.

You want an audience? It's still light.

Well, there won't be light for long.

Uh, you read the papers.

I'm not gonna stick around here.

I make the hit and get out tonight.

Okay, so we knock off the chick first.

I haven't got time.

Now, look, I gotta go all the way across town.

I got to contact my partner. I gotta pick up the key.

I don't know, maybe you two ought to play it alone.

Now, take it easy, Al. We're not fighting you.

Maybe he's right. Three's a bomb.

Look...well, why can't your partner meet us

somewhere around here?

Yeah, just phone him.

I...

gotta have time to set up an alibi.

Get him over here.

And while he's on his way,

we'll take care of the girl.

Okay.

Phone booth over there.

( tense theme playing )

Psst.

Thought you might need a dime or something.

Are you afraid you'll miss something?

Now don't you dig togetherness, daddy?

( tense theme playing )

I'd like to speak to Tim Cates, please.

And tell him it's important.

Hello, Tim, this is Richard Kimble.

That's right, I guess I am pretty big news.

That's why we've got to make the hit tonight.

I'm too hot to stick around.

I'm gonna use those two boys

that heisted the gas station.

Look, I want you to meet me somewhere.

I can't take the chance of going

all the way to meet you.

Yeah, hold on.

And meet me at, uh, Steele's Motor Lodge

on Ventura and Costello.

How soon can you make it?

Uh, we'll give you enough time to set up your story.

I'll be registered under the name of Al Fleming.

I'll see you soon.

You sure you can trust this Cates?

Well, the question is, can he trust me?

Or for that matter, can you?

All set?

Yeah, he's gonna meet me here in half an hour.

Good.

Now we can take care of the chick.

Yeah, you, uh--

You two go ahead.

I wanna be here when my buddy arrives.

We'll wait for you.

What do you mean, daddy?

Well, we can't take a chance

on her making a break again.

You two get rid of her and, uh...

meet me back here.

Let's talk.

All right, what's the big mystery?

There's no mystery.

It's just that I don't like the idea

of you staying here.

I don't think Miles likes it either.

That says it, daddy.

I have to meet my partner.

We know.

Miles and me figure you haven't

been leveling with us.

Now, we anted up pretty good.

And we just want to make sure

we're around when you split that pot.

Uh-- You afraid I'll cut you out?

That's why you and Miles...

are gonna take

the little lady for a ride...

while I wait here for your buddy.

He doesn't even know you.

So I'll make a new friend.

Besides, Al, baby, you know a lot more

about killing dames than we do.

All right.

You register here in the motel under the name Al Fleming.

My partner's name is Tim Cates.

( mouths ): Tim Cates.

All right, let's do it.

You drive.

( dramatic theme playing )

Too bad, baby. It could have been a ball.

Where are we going?

I don't know. Where there's nobody around.

Make a right up there.

Now pull over by that house.

Start walking.

( knocking )

Who's there?

Tim Cates.

( dramatic theme playing )

( panting, grunting )

Why, this isn't Kimble.

No, Mr. Cates.

But he'll do for openers.

Let's go.

( dramatic theme playing )

Hold it.

There it is.

Pow.

( gun cocks )

Oh, this is as good a place as any.

Give me the gun.

Sure, daddy.

No, you already got yours.

And so did you.

Remember the old man.

( chuckles )

That was a man.

I've never killed a woman before.

Till now.

( gunshot )

He'll, uh--

He'll keep for awhile.

( mellow theme playing )

Well, you better go. Take the car.

You be all right?

I'll get help at one of those houses up there. I--

The people. I'll be fine.

Please, before they find you.

What it said in the newspaper...

I didn't do it.

It's important to me that you believe that.

Do you believe me?

Go on.

Go on.

( tires screeching )

( dramatic theme playing )

( mellow theme playing )

Which way did he go?

Even a few minutes could make a difference.

Which way did he go?

That way.

Are you sure?

I'm sure.

Jackson.

( car door opens, closes )

( engine starts )

( tires screeching )

You were lucky, miss.

Kimble was the bad one.

Yes, I know.

NARRATOR: A city with ten million lights

casts a hundred million shadows,

each one only a passing refuge for a man on the run.

A man like...

the fugitive.

( dramatic theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )