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ANNOUNCER: Next:

[ANNOUNCER READS ON-SCREEN TEXT]

Gerard! Get down!
Gerard, get down!

[GUNSHOT]

Gerard, come on.

Kimble.

There's a killer out there.
He's trying to kill you.

[NARRATOR READS ON-SCREEN TEXT]

NARRATOR: 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:

James Daly,

Elizabeth Allen,

David Sheiner.

Also starring Barry Morse
as Lieutenant Philip Gerard.

[ANNOUNCER READS ON-SCREEN TEXT]

Well, now, lieutenant,

I'm 90 percent certain it was Kimble,
or else I wouldn't have called you.

You saw him in a station wagon
but you didn't get the license number?

Well, you see, it
happened too fast.

I was off duty, having
lunch at a lunch counter,

when I saw this station
wagon pull up to a stop sign.

The driver's face rang a bell,

but before I had time to connect him
to your make sheet, he'd pulled away.

He could've gone
in any direction.

Sure the wagon had local
plates, not out-of-state?

Positive. You see,
that's what threw me off.

You know, it just didn't fit,
Kimble and a local vehicle.

One thing I'm certain about, that
station wagon had truck plates.

All right.

I want a list of every vehicle reported
stolen in this state in the last month.

Well, we've gone
through the local reports.

That's not enough.

If it were stolen, Kimble's smart
enough not to stay in this area.

Okay, lieutenant,
I'll get you the list.

NARRATOR: A temporary
job in the peaceful meadows

of the Pocono Mountains
in Pennsylvania.

Calling himself Russell Jordan,

Richard Kimble has had
a rare chance to relax,

to catch his breath.

At least for a few days.

[NEIGHING]

Hey, what's going on there?

[HORSE NEIGHING]

That horse okay?

All right, you wanna keep your
job? Take it easy with that animal.

Let's snap it up, you guys.
Here comes Mr. Brame.

You, Jordan.

Don't take all day
loading that wagon, move.

Good morning, Mr. Brame.

- Everything okay?
- Sure, Mr. Brame, except, uh...

Except what?

Well, that new stallion's
a little bit spooked.

- Go on up the house.
- You going to be long?

As long as it takes me.

Everything's fine down here.

Don't have to worry about
a thing. Just look around.

I intend to.

Oh, excuse me.

He's new. Gets
the sack tomorrow.

All right, Clark, don't hang
on me. I want you, I'll call you.

[WHINNYING]

[NEIGHING]

Hah, hah! Go on, get back! Hah!

Now, don't try to
move. I'll get a doctor.

No, no doctor.

You're...

You're one up on me.

- Well, anyone would've...
- Maybe.

But you're the one who did it.

So now I've gotta
square things with you.

There's nothing
even close, lieutenant.

Then we'll have to get a
list from Motor Vehicles.

All the registered station
wagons in this area.

Well, the truck
plates make it easier.

It's probably connected
to some company.

That's where we'll start.

Every station wagon owned by
a company concern or operation

within a radius of 100 miles.
We'll hit them one by one.

Well, that could take
some time, lieutenant.

I've got some time.

Well, let's get on it.

CLARK: Jordan.

- You wanted to see me?
- Mr. Brame does.

You can guess about what, huh?

Hey, you did yourself
good, friend. Real good.

Wait in the study.

Come on in. Drink?

No, thank you.

Go on, sit down.

I'm supposed to entertain
you until he gets down here.

I'm not very good at it.

Well, I'm Sharon.

Hi, Sharon.

I'll tell you something.

You can work Arthur over real good
and he'll stand still for it, believe me.

Good, I'll remember.

No, I'm not putting you on.

Look around. He's got plenty.

There's no reason why you shouldn't
get some of it after what you did.

I just happened
to get there first.

Well, that's the point.
You were the one.

So take what you can
get. Anybody else would.

Why should you be different?

- I'm not.
- You are though, from what I can see.

- I am?
- You're quieter.

And you're more educated too.
I can tell from the way you talk.

Oh, there's nothing
wrong with it. I like it.

But that's what
makes you different.

And what else?

Hmm. You seem to keep things inside
like maybe you got something to hide.

Do you?

Okay, leave us alone.

No, thank you.

Sharon's a good girl.
Knows to keep out of the way.

A lot of them don't.

You like this? I had
it decorated myself.

It's very nice.

These are not bought, you know.

I made every kill myself.
Not an easy one in the bunch.

An easy kill, I give away.

No reason to keep them unless
you have to work for them, right?

I'm not much of a hunter.

No? What about guns?

See these? Only modern.

No antiques.

I like something that
gets the job done.

The best.

I'm afraid I don't know
much about guns either.

You don't, huh?

Just a traveling man?

- Sort of.
- That's your business.

Me, no matter what kind of work I
do, there's only one thing I really enjoy.

This. Hunting.

Too bad you never took it up.
I'd take you out. You'd enjoy it.

Possibly.

You would. I guarantee it.

But that's for another time.

Here. Ahem.

My tailor. You take
the afternoon off.

Go into town, get yourself
outfitted, anything you want.

That's not necessary.

I think it is.

It took guts to go
into that stall after me.

I just thought I could make it.

That's not a good reason to risk your
life for someone you don't even know.

But one thing's sure,

whatever problems you had when
you came here, you don't have anymore.

That's a promise, and I'm a
man who never breaks his word.

Well, I appreciate all this...

What's the matter?
You don't need anything?

Well, yeah, sure.
It's just that...

Well, the job is almost finished
here and I like to travel light.

Finished? Look, Jordan,
maybe you don't get it.

You have a job with me
as long as you want it.

Here, California, Vegas,
in any of my operations.

- Legit jobs too. Nothing illegal.
- I appreciate it, but...

You saved my life. I don't
forget something like that.

Maybe it's honor, or
whatever you wanna call it,

but I owe you, and one
way or another I'll pay you.

All right, I just wanted
you to know how I feel.

Well, maybe it's only
money that turns you on.

Okay, name a figure.

If you're not too
greedy, you got it.

Well, why don't you just keep me
on the payroll for the rest of the week,

then give me a month's pay? That
should square it. Call it severance pay.

Okay.

A week, if that's what you want.

But severance pay is
not gonna square it by me.

I don't like to owe
anybody anything.

You're no different
from any other man.

There's bound to be
something special you need,

something only I can do for you.

And I won't be
satisfied till I do it.

Well, they got half-tons,
semis, pickup trucks.

Everything except
station wagons.

You know, I thought sure
we'd find it before this.

You having doubts?

Well, we've been at this
for over two days now.

It can be in the last place we
check just as easily as the first.

Well, you have a lot
more patience than I do.

I've been at it longer.

- Well, where now?
- Way out in the country.

Arthur Brame. He has a
farm raising thoroughbreds.

Brame? Sounds familiar.

It should be. He used
to be in the rackets.

Arthur... Oh, of course. He
was more than in the rackets.

- Yeah, so I heard.
- Yeah.

Started out as a small-time
torpedo. Bodyguard to a top mobster.

Worked his way up fast. Got
to be a big shot on his own.

Well, around here now he's
the regular country gentleman.

All his other enterprises are
syndicate-financed, but legitimate.

Lieutenant, you sound as if you
don't believe he's been rehabilitated.

Killing was his business
and he excelled at it.

Men like that don't change.

Not many of them anyway.

What about Kimble?

You think he'd tie himself
up with a man like Brame?

Not likely.

Anyway, all we have right now
is a station wagon to check out.

Well, look who's here.

Would you like a drink?

- All right.
- Help yourself.

Thank you.

Oh. All dressed up
and no place to go.

No, not yet.

You don't have much time,
Mr. Jordan. Not much at all.

Arthur's going to take off
on a business trip to London.

When?

Sometime next week.

So you better make
up your mind fast.

About what?

Your reward.

Or whatever you've
got in your mind.

Now is the time
to make the push.

And what do you think
I have in my mind?

I don't know.

You've played it too
cool for me so far.

Well, maybe I don't
want anything from him.

Maybe. Maybe.

I think he knows how I feel.

Not one bit more than I do.

Well, why can't you
take me at face value?

Oh, Honest Sam, the good guy.

That's the smartest con of all.

Because everything
has to be a con?

Isn't everything?

Not necessarily.

I gave you one bit of good advice,
and now I'm going to give you another.

Don't get in over
your head with Arthur.

Right now he trusts
you, but don't cross him.

If he thought you
were pulling a fast one,

all he'd have to do is
pick up that phone and out.

Well, I've given him no reason
to think I'm pulling a fast one.

Just don't underestimate
him, that's all I'm saying.

There are things about this setup
that you don't know anything about.

You sound like you're talking
more for yourself than for him.

And what if I am?

I've got a lot of things around
here of my own to protect.

Arthur is good to me, and
we have a lot of plans together.

[SIGHS]

Look, I wanna believe you,

but too many
things don't add up.

Nothing about you
fits, and that scares me.

Unless I am Honest
Sam with no con.

Well, you'd be the first one I've
met since I turned off on Santa Claus.

Excuse me a minute,

I left the keys in the car.

The car is registered to
Arthur Brame, lieutenant.

I suggest we go in and see him.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

BRAME: Sharon.

Those are cops. I saw them
from upstairs. Stall them.

[ENGINE STARTS]

Murdered his wife.
How do you like that?

- You've never seen him?
- No.

- Positive?
- I couldn't be more positive.

I mean, he looks...

Well, I don't know. How do
you ever tell about people?

Lieutenant, I didn't get
the license plate number,

but I'm almost positive that
that's the station wagon out there.

We'll have to see Brame and
check whoever else is around.

What's the matter, isn't
my word good enough?

BRAME: It is for me.

What's happening?

- You're Arthur Brame?
- Yes.

I'm Lieutenant Gerard.

You new around here?

I thought I knew
all the local cops.

I'm an Indiana cop, Mr. Brame.

I'd like to know if you've
ever seen this man before.

"Kimble."

- Murder?
- Killed his wife. Isn't that something?

Indiana's quite a ways.

He must be somebody special.

You know the man or not?

BRAME: Important, huh?

Yes, it's important.

Have you ever seen him?

Matter of fact, I have.

He worked for me a
couple of weeks. Right here.

GERARD: Is he still here?

No, I didn't wanna
waste him around here.

Too much class
for cleaning stables.

This young lady claims
she's never seen him.

I don't pay much
attention to the hired help.

This guy stood out.

Not the type you'd pick
up for part-time work.

Is there someone else
who'd know about him?

Sure. I wanted him to stick with us,
so I sent him over to see Jim Delaney.

- Who's he?
- My number one man.

Among other things, he hires
and fires for all my operations.

I sent this man to him to see
if he could find a place for him.

And did he?

Well, he should have. Coming on a
recommendation from me personally.

Where can I see Delaney?

I have a processing
plant in Pittsburgh.

Headquarters for Arthur Brame
Industries. Delaney's there.

Is that where Kimble is working?

Well, I doubt it. He's not the
type you'd put on an assembly line.

But you talk to Delaney,
he'll have the facts.

You may have to get him on
the run. I mean, he's in and out.

But you'll find him.

How far is the plant?

Oh, a couple of hours
from here, lieutenant.

- Thank you.
- Good luck, lieutenant.

After he saved your life,
you admit he was here.

Why?

That Indiana cop wasn't gonna
give up until he questioned everybody.

You saw the kind he was.

Why'd you tell him anything?

What I did was smart.

You told the cop a lie that would
have made him stick around.

I fed him a lie that
made him take off.

Ah. And he'll be
back just as fast

once he finds out you
sent him on a phony chase.

He's not going to find out.

SHARON: Hmm?

What'll you do?

By the time Gerard gets to Delaney,
Kimble will have his chance to get lost.

I should have known
you wouldn't turn him in.

Not with what I owe him.

And this should square it.

Yeah.

I suppose.

Hey, I've got things to do.
I'm leaving for London tonight.

Tonight? When did this happen?

Oh, it came up this morning.
The meeting's been pushed up.

Oh.

- Will I go?
- It'll only be two days.

I'll pick you up something
in Carnaby Street.

Hey.

Okay, okay. Now get
Clark up here for me.

There are things I wanna
get settled before I take off.

Okay.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

May I help you?

Yeah, give me a hamburger
and a cup of coffee, I guess.

Roast beef's better.

Hmm? Uh... Hamburger's fine.

It's been sitting around
four days already.

Oh.

How about the roast beef?

- Good idea.
- Good idea.

Relax, friend, I
was tailing the van.

I'm supposed to buy you
dinner, among other things.

What other things?

Take it easy.

Mr. Brame was the only
one saw you get in the van.

That cop took off in
a different direction.

You tell Mr. Brame
I'm very grateful,

but I'm not hungry right now.

Don't rush, Dr. Kimble.

See? Mr. Brame trusts me.

He told me all about you.

Well, then you know I can't
afford to stick around here.

Maybe you can.

Here.

From Mr. Brame.

Said it's severance pay.

Well.

A grand. Not bad. See
what you almost missed?

Yeah, you tell Mr. Brame
I'm very grateful.

Yeah, I guess.

And there's still
something else.

He wanted me to
tell you to slow down.

The cop that's after you,

you don't have to worry
about him anymore.

What does that mean?

Well, he's being taken care of.

How?

What difference does that make?

Well, it makes a lot of
difference. I want to know.

Unless, of course, he doesn't
trust you with that information.

Sure, I know.

All right, I'll lay it out
for you nice and clean.

Mr. Brame has friends.

Special people
that do special jobs.

Contracts.

You know about contracts?

Yeah.

He let a contract on your cop.

To kill him?

Well, what else?

When?

Look, I don't know everything.
That wouldn't be smart.

But you must have some idea.

Well, he sent that cop
chasing off somewhere.

When he gets where he's
going, that's when it'll happen.

- Where?
- Told you, I don't know.

I wasn't around for that part.

Well, look, I've got
to talk to your boss.

Too late for that. He is
on his way to London.

No, not till next week...
Changed his plans.

He's flying his own
plane out tonight at 7.

Making connections in New York.

Seven o'clock.

Okay, can we get to
the airport by 7:00?

Look, not me. I'm only
delivering a message.

Well, let me borrow
your car then.

No.

Now, look, I don't like trouble.

You won't make it.

Have you seen a Mr. Brame?

- You're looking the wrong way.
- What do you mean?

Too bad. You only missed
him by a few minutes.

Yeah, thanks.

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

Yes, Mr. Brame asked me to call
you and tell you his plane just left

and he expects a car to be
waiting for him in New York.

Then he'll be taken to Kennedy
Field for the flight to London.

No, that's all. Thanks.

Get lost. You are in big trouble
and I don't wanna be seen with you.

I wanna ask you one question.

What happened to that
lieutenant that was at the house?

I could turn you in.
Tell them who you are.

Yeah, I know that.

Oh, yeah. Honest Sam.

You almost had me believing I'd
finally met somebody really decent.

No angles, no con.

And what does he turn out to
be? The lowest. A wife killer.

Well, if it makes any
difference, I didn't kill her.

Nothing you say
makes any difference.

Well, then just tell me
where I can find the lieutenant.

What kind of a game is this?

Why aren't you running?

As bad as he wants you,
Arthur gave you your chance.

Oh.

I just think there's
something happening.

I think you know.

I don't know anything. So
leave me alone or I will yell cop.

I don't think so.

Remember, I'm the one
that saved Mr. Brame's life.

What do you think he'd do to
somebody that turned me in?

All right, Honest Sam,

now you're talking
like I'd expect you to.

But I still don't know anything.

You must have some
idea of what he's planning.

Sure, he was
planning to take a trip,

which is just what he did because I just
put him in his plane to go to New York.

And then to London.

Well, that's convenient.

If you think something
so terrible is happening,

why don't you call the police?

I'll do that.

Yes, this is Lieutenant
Gerard's office, but he's not here.

I know that, but it's urgent
that I get in touch with him.

Well, I'm sorry, we're not in direct
communication with him right now.

Perhaps tomorrow.

No, that could be too late.

Too late for what?

Look, if it's urgent, I could start
checking right now and call you back.

Is there anyplace I could check?

Trace this.

Well, let's see, if you
wanna give me your name...

That's not important.

Well, it matters to us.

You must understand
that if it's police business

we're more than
willing to cooperate,

but we expect the same
cooperation in return.

Surely you understand that?

All right, listen carefully.

You tell him that there's a
man been hired to kill him.

Hold on. Hold on.

I think I need a cup
of coffee or something.

Well, we haven't
got time for that.

You'd better find the time.

All right.

I think you and I
can make a deal.

I wanna know
what's going on too.

I thought you knew.

Well, maybe you put
some doubts in my mind.

Any other reason?

What are you doing here?
What do you want with Arthur?

Well, we both have
some of the answers,

maybe if we put them together
they'll add up to something.

Maybe.

Well, then let's start with you.

Where did Brame send
that police lieutenant?

Well, he sent him to his
processing plant in Pittsburgh

to see his number
one man, Jim Delaney.

Brame identified me?

Only to throw
them off the track.

Did he tell the lieutenant
that I was at the plant?

No, he made it clear
you wouldn't be there.

He's only seeing
Delaney for information.

So Gerard would go
alone and ask for no help.

You think something's
gonna happen?

Yes. Unless you haven't
told me something.

You think Arthur has planned
something, but he hasn't.

Well, Arthur's going to have
the police lieutenant killed.

Oh, no. No, that's not true.

It's true. Clark told me.

And you believed him just because
of what you've heard of the past,

but Arthur is not
like that anymore.

I'm not interested in the past.

What concerns me is
what's happening right now.

Well, I am concerned
about Arthur.

He is the only person
that means anything to me.

Then you help me
warn the lieutenant.

If nothing happens, no harm will
come to anyone, including Arthur.

No. No, I don't wanna know.

Well, then tell me how to
get to the processing plant.

You won't need
directions. I'll take you.

You didn't see anything, and
you don't remember anything.

You spent 12 man hours trying
to fix a perfectly good circuit.

Why, a shoemaker would guess
there was a break in the wiring.

There. Ten to one you'll
find your trouble right here.

- Which one of you is Delaney?
- It can wait.

Tell Carter to get...

Didn't they tell you I
was waiting in your office?

You Lieutenant Gerard?

Yeah, they told me. They also
told me we had an emergency.

So have I. Or maybe you think a
mechanical repair takes priority...

My people cooperated
with you, didn't they?

Gave you the run of the place,
let you look through personnel files.

The man I wanted wasn't there.

So you're looking in the
wrong place, like Mike here.

I was told this man works here.

You were told wrong.

I never saw him before.

Brame said he
worked at the farm.

Part-timer I
wouldn't know about.

Brame also said he was put on
full-time. Sent to you for placement.

Somewhere you got your
wires crossed, lieutenant.

I've never seen this guy. He's
never been here. I've never hired him.

What else can I tell you?

You saying Brame lied to me?

You know I got
better sense than that.

All I'm saying is you
misunderstood him.

If Brame had sent you here on a
lie, he would call me to cover for him.

Maybe he did.

Maybe your secretary
just lost the slip.

We're closing up, lieutenant.
Don't you get lost on the way out.

You tell Carter, just
what I said, it's right here.

Ten to one, it's right there.

- Gerard's here.
- In there?

No, he's in a building.
Building number 19.

You wait here.

No.

Look, if I'm going to
be caught out there

between Gerard
and whoever it is,

I'll have a better
chance by myself.

You stay here.

Gerard! Get down!
Gerard, get down!

[GUNSHOT]

There's a killer out there.

He's trying to kill you.

A killer?

You warn me about a killer
and then you hold a gun on me.

You have your own
unique sense of justice.

We can talk about justice later.

That wasn't my doing.

Well, this killing isn't mine.

Shall I tell you
something, Kimble?

I'd never believe it was.

I think I know that
much about you.

Well, we're not out of here yet.

Until we are, I'll
just hold on to this.

[GUNSHOT]

All right, you've got the gun,
use it. Shoot that light out.

We'll have a better
chance in the dark.

From here on, stay close
to me, you understand?

SHARON: Arthur, no.

Kimble's with him. He
doesn't want him killed.

- I can't help it if he's a fool.
- Look, I've got the car.

No, I've set this trap
and he can't get out.

This will square
the whole thing.

You're not doing this for
him. You're doing this for you.

You've missed killing.

Why, you get some
kind of kick out of it. Aah!

Kimble!

Well, he can't have gotten far if
you set up your road blocks quickly.

No, I am not trying to
tell you your business.

All right. Thank you, sergeant.

Back there,

you had a choice.

Arthur, or the one
you've been chasing.

That's right.

Why?

Why couldn't it have
been the other one?

I wanted both of them,

but one of them is a killer.

He'd killed before and if he'd
gotten away, he'd have killed again.

The other one, Kimble,

he's done the one murder
he'd probably ever do.

Until I find him...

And I will.

He's no real menace

to anyone but himself.

Honest Sam.

NARRATOR: No real
menace to anyone but himself.

That's the way it must
be for Richard Kimble,

still alone and hunted.

Even the good he might do is
unable to balance the scales of justice

which have made him,
and keep him, a fugitive.