The Fugitive (1963) s02e07 Episode Script
Tug of War
( tense theme playing ) ( gun cocks ) ( gun cocks ) Hold it, deputy.
Point that gun in the air.
Now let the hammer down slowly.
( hammer clicks ) Toss it over to me.
You've had it long enough.
Now look, old man I can shoot it out of your hand but I'll take two fingers with it.
ANNOUNCER: ( dramatic theme playing ) Starring David Janssen as Dr.
Richard Kimble.
NARRATOR: 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.
ANNOUNCER: The guest stars in tonight's story: Arthur O'Connell, Don Gordon.
( dramatic theme plays ) Tonight's episode: "Tug of War.
" ( banjo theme playing ) ( goat bleats ) NARRATOR: The farm hand who likes his work lives a wholesome, uncomplicated life, unless he is Richard Kimble, fugitive.
The quiet country road is a road to danger.
The peaceful village or farm, a potential trap.
( door closes ) Hi.
GIRL: Mr.
Mallet.
Somebody's here.
MAN: Is she back here again? Patty Sorensen, now, you know you've got no business over here.
Run along home now before I call your ma.
Go on.
Yes, sir, what'll it be? Well, I'm here to pick up Max Henderson's mail.
I just went to work for him at his ranch.
Oh.
And you say your name was? Uh, Kelly.
Mr.
Kelly.
Well.
Well, I'm sure glad Max has found a man.
Been so busy out there the last six weeks, hasn't even been in to Grange meetings.
( ominous theme playing ) Mr.
Mallet.
Mr.
Mallet.
That's just too much farm for one man, no two ways about it.
You give Max my best then.
Mr.
Mallet.
I will.
Mr.
Mallet.
Tell him not to make himself so scarce around here, now.
PATTY: Mr.
Mallet.
Thank you.
PATTY: Mr.
Mallet.
Mallet.
Let me show you.
Patty, have you got a dime for that ice cream? ( truck engine revs ) All right, young lady.
Now I'm really gonna call your ma.
Go ahead and call.
But if you do, I won't even show you what I found.
( tense theme playing ) Yeah, well, I-I don't know if he's-- Oh, here he is now, Art.
It's for you, Mr.
Fallon.
Thanks, Al.
Mm-hm.
Deputy Fallon speaking.
Morgan, this is Art Mallet.
Did you know that Max Henderson's got a new hand out there? Well, I knew he was looking for one.
Fella gives the name of Kelly.
But, uh, that may be an alias, Morgan.
I've got a poster here on a man that's wanted for murder.
Uh, I-I can't quite hear you, Art.
"Flight to avoid execution," looks like it is.
Man's name is Kimble.
Would all you folks mind getting off the line please? Axel Nielsen, hang up.
I can't hear.
MALLET: He was in Max Henderson's stake truck with a goat in the back.
H-hold on a minute.
Al, would you see if we've got a file on a Kimble.
Kimble, huh? Yeah.
All right.
Well, I say, I can't be too sure, but there might be some resemblance there.
I didn't pay too much attention to him.
I never suspicioned a thing.
FALLON: Thanks, Art.
I'll look into it.
( line hangs up ) ( line hangs up ) You don't put any store by that, do you, Samuel? The picture's Kimble, the man says he's Kelly.
Patty Sorensen stole an ice-cream bar.
With that set of clues, Morgan Fallon can have a festival.
I just hope they don't call you for another posse.
Art, you have one problem: You're about to lose a bishop.
The man's a doctor.
He murdered his wife.
It seems to me I remember Al, get on the phone.
Put out the call for the auxiliaries, about a half a dozen of them.
Oh, and Carson with his dogs if you can find him.
Well, where do you want 'em? Here? Uh, no, not yet.
Just have 'em on standby.
Call Max Henderson, tell him what happened, and get the license number of that truck.
I'm going up in the chopper.
See if I can spot that truck from the air.
AL: Ah, Dorothy? Uh, Dorothy, get me the Henderson Ranch, will you, please? ( suspenseful theme playing ) ( brakes squeal ) ( door opens ) ( door closes ) ( goat bleats ) I need some gas.
Yep.
Ehhh.
How much? KIMBLE: Might as well fill it up.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( goat bleats ) Your truck? No, it belongs to my boss.
( nozzle clatters ) His goat? Yep.
Probably would like a drink.
You got a can, uh, something to hold water? Uh, maybe.
Perhaps you'll find something inside there.
Thank you.
( phone rings ) ( tense theme playing ) ( ringing continues ) ( dramatic theme playing ) Where are the keys to your car? Th-They're in the ignition, there.
( lock clicks ) ( ringing continues ) ( engine starts ) ( dramatic theme playing ) Actually, Kelly looked a whole lot different from that picture, Samuel.
He was thinner, younger, had a different color of hair.
It's my move, Samuel.
Your move? You just moved your rook.
Did I? You cheat.
I do? Every time.
You win, but you still cheat.
Couldn't possibly be Kimble.
I read a report last week, he was seen in Miami.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( helicopter approaching ) ( helicopter receding ) ( suspenseful theme playing ) Get me out of here.
Hey, get me out.
Where are you? Let me out of h-- Get me out of here.
Get me out.
AXEL: Get me out of here.
Get me out.
Hey.
( phone hangs up ) Somebody locked Axel Nielsen in his gas station, made off with his old car.
They know who? Well, they're sure it was Kelly, but we're not sure that Kelly's Kimble.
Well, if it's Kimble, he's crafty.
He'd drive that car to a place like, uh-- Uh-- Richardson's Meadow? Right.
He'd leave that car.
He did.
Fallon found it.
Abandoned.
In Richardson's Meadow? About halfway.
Cat-smart and crafty.
What are you doin'? He's been here a while.
He's got the lay of the land.
He knew just where he'd go if he smelled the scent of pursuit.
You've already said you wouldn't take part in this posse.
Who needs a posse, and a spit-and-polish deputy? Now, Samuel, you just listen to me.
Just pack me up enough food for two days for two men.
I'm going home to change my things and get the mule.
Now, wait a minute.
Now-- Now-- Now, you just wait.
Kimble's gone up to that wilderness area, isn't that what you think? Right.
Oh, you'd better give me some ammunition, about 60 rounds.
You can't go after him alone, and especially there.
You know better than anyone else what that wilderness area's like, Samuel.
Now, please don't go.
You know better than anyone else, I have to.
( somber theme playing ) MALLET: Samuel.
Don't forget your pills.
( suspenseful theme playing ) ( suspenseful theme continues ) Richard Kimble.
Don't move, please.
You're under arrest.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( tense theme playing ) I'd like to take this off.
All right.
You're not a lawman, are you, mister? I don't know your name.
Samuel Cole.
No, I'm not a lawman.
That pill you took, nitroglycerin? That's enough water.
Taking a pretty big chance with your health bringing me in, aren't you, Mr.
Cole? If I were you, doctor, I'd save my breath for walking.
There's one thing I want to tell you.
SAMUEL: That you're innocent.
I'll repeat: Save your breath for walking.
Where are you taking me? Nearest town is Cornell.
You expect me to walk all the way? All the way.
And I'm prepared to use this, if necessary.
You're wanted alive or dead, doctor.
It's up to you which way you arrive.
Thanks for the choice.
SAMUEL: You're welcome.
You're gettin' more than you gave.
What are you getting out of this, Mr.
Cole? There's no reward.
Satisfaction of seeing justice done.
Nothing personal? ( helicopter approaching ) ( dramatic theme playing ) Congratulations, Mr.
Cole.
Congratulations, Sam, on a job well done.
You know, somebody told me you didn't even want to join me.
I resigned from your auxiliary.
Give me the key to his manacles Sam.
All right, you.
Up.
Mr.
Fallon, sir, the doctor is my prisoner.
( woodwind theme playing ) Sam, you were a sheriff once.
Put yourself in my position.
The responsibility is mine.
Now, there's only room in that chopper for one passenger, and it's going to be Kimble.
I'm afraid I have to give the orders.
All right, you.
Turn around, slow.
Make for the aircraft.
Come on.
( tense theme playing ) SAMUEL: Hold it.
Don't move.
Drop that pistol.
Well, Sam, I don't think you're gonna shoot me.
Easy enough to find out.
Walk away from it.
That'll do.
There's a radio in that thing.
You probably told 'em you spotted us.
That's right, Sam.
Tell 'em you're comin' in alone.
Now, wait a minute, Sam.
Kimble's a desperate man.
Don't take a chance on losing him.
Let me come along with you.
I'll make it.
Sam, did you get any sleep last night? Because it's sure you're not gonna get any tonight, not being alone with him.
There are limits.
All right, Sam, he's your prisoner.
Let's don't magnify a misunderstanding.
All right, you're giving the orders.
I only brought food for two.
Sam, you're the best hunter in the state, or at least one of the best.
All right.
Tell them Samuel Cole has Richard Kimble in custody, and will be in Cornell tomorrow, about dark.
Okay, Sam.
Okay.
Al, this is Fallon.
Come in.
Put it over your neck.
Move out.
Tsk.
Tsk.
Al, listen carefully.
I've got Richard Kimble in custody, all secure.
I'm going to delay my return for a little while.
I have a minor problem here, over.
Roger, Mr.
Fallon.
Need any help there? Over.
Negative, negative.
No help needed.
Stand by to light the landing field in case I'm stuck out here till after dark.
AL: Roger, Mr.
Fallon.
( line clicks ) All set, Sam.
Oh, uh, the boys send their best.
Well, get behind Kimble there.
Go round the helicopter and up the trail.
Move out.
( drumroll playing ) ( thunder booms ) Big storm, Sam.
Won't last long.
I don't know who the white is, Mr.
Cole, but it just made a mistake.
You play chess? Nice night for it.
( thunder booms ) Play the whites, doctor.
You play first.
How long do you think the storm will last, Sam? If you feel you have to call me by my first name, it's Samuel.
The storm will blow over.
Coffee, Kimble? Thank you.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( gun cocks ) Drink it fast because we're gettin' out of here.
Never drop your guard, Sam.
You either learn that or you don't.
You know, you might've had a good career as a lawman, if you'd paid as much attention to duty as you do to chess.
Come on.
You're gonna guide us back to where I landed that plane.
( laughs ) Unlock his manacles, Sam.
I'm taking him back.
My way.
What does he call that flying machine? A chopper.
Your move, doctor.
I mean it, Sam.
We used to call 'em eggbeaters when I was younger.
In any case, I don't think his will fly, do you? After what I did to the tail rotor while he was talking on the radio.
What are you talking about? Your chopper won't fly, Mr.
Fallon.
Or more precisely, it won't, uh, steer.
Your move, doctor.
You're lying, Sam.
Maybe.
You could find out by taking off.
Of course, if your tail assembly is jammed you'll crash and kill yourself.
If you want to take my word for it, I'll still lead you out of this wilderness alive.
( thunder booms ) Looks like I've got a little competition here.
Could turn out to be quite a game.
( gun uncocks ) All right, Cole.
I need you to guide us out of here.
But what you're doing is direct interference with an officer in the performance of his duty.
You'll live to regret this, Sam.
I'm telling you.
That was a good move.
( thunder booms ) A very good move.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( ominous theme playing ) ( pants ) Hey, Cole.
Hold it up, will ya? ( groans ) All right, that's enough.
( pants ) How long before we get there? Ten hours at this rate.
We'll need some food.
All right, I'll need some food.
We'll come to a creek in a couple of hours.
I'll catch you a couple of trout.
Didn't thank you for removing the rope.
That's all right.
Won't be able to run very far out here.
You have two armed men guarding you.
Yeah.
I've been thinking about this move all day.
( mellow theme playing ) Check.
Well, I could fool around, but I'd eventually get to making this move.
I might just as well make it now.
You didn't buy it, did you? I came close.
Looks like a stalemate.
Stalemate.
It's a long time, a very long time since that happened to me, doctor.
I was lucky.
You're a very fine player.
You know better than that.
It was a good match.
Thank you.
My pleasure.
Do you suppose we could do something about this? No.
( Fallon laughs ) ( laughs ) His heart goes out to you, Kimble, but he won't take any chances.
Not intentionally.
Do you notice how willing he was to give me my gun back, only let me carry the key? Yes.
But you don't know why, do you? ( mysterious theme playing ) No, I don't.
Because he lost one.
Sam was, um, sheriff of Trinity County about ten years ago.
Oh, he was a big man.
Very big man.
Tsk.
Till he let this murderer get away.
( dramatic theme playing ) He was a bad one.
Real bad.
He killed a lady and a little girl before they caught him.
Poor old Sam, he-- He got fired.
And it's been eating at him ever since.
Hasn't it, Sam? I'm sorry.
Don't try to apologize, doctor.
( sighs ) Mr.
Fallon's been wanting to bring it up.
And for a rather insensitive man, I must say, he selected an appropriate phrase: It has been eating at me.
I wasn't fired, however.
The people who elected me never once blamed me.
But I knew better.
The young man who was my prisoner protested his innocence and I more than half believed him.
I may have relaxed my vigilance.
It's hard to recall now, after so many years.
But I was glad when the boy escaped.
He fooled me.
He was a killer.
So you resigned.
Yes.
And now another killer turns up.
This one has been convicted and sentenced.
I feel I owe it to myself and society that such a man not be permitted to remain at large.
I expect no reward.
Only the kind that comes from inside.
I have prayed often for this chance to pay the debt I feel I owe to the people who trusted me.
And to myself.
I'm sorry for you.
I'm sorry for both of us.
Because I am innocent.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( Fallon laughs ) ( laughs ) ( laughs ) All right, that's enough.
Come on.
All right, grab the tree.
Come on.
( manacle clicks ) All right, give me your right arm.
Come on.
( suspenseful theme playing ) All right, turn.
( sighs ) You're in pretty good shape, Kimble.
I guess you keep that way being on the run all the time, huh? Guess so.
( water splashes ) Pretty handy old man, Sam is.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( exhales ) You know, I think you could win him over if it weren't for me.
Well, I'd have to try.
Maybe you've already succeeded.
You know, I think it's become more important for Sam to make me look foolish than to take you in, but this is one time that maneuver isn't gonna work.
I wasn't aware that you two had had trouble before.
Oh, I haven't had trouble with Sam, but I knew I would.
Somehow, it always happens.
I think they, uh, envy a man who thinks his own way.
Try and cut me down by patting me on the head.
They laugh behind my back.
Well, you know, these people aren't used to-- It's not these people, doctor.
Patterns.
Everybody has patterns.
You have your pattern.
It's quite obvious.
Mine is, uh--- Mine is the curse of the near miss.
Hitch your wagon to a star, hm? ( chuckles ) Doctor, I missed by half a wing tank becoming the Rickenbacker of Korea.
And I saw other pilots decorated ( scoffs ) for worse mistakes than I made.
You know, actually, uh-- Actually, I was-- I was laughed out of my uniform.
I wonder if you realize how important this little hike is for me.
You see, I don't have any debts to pay like Sam does.
And you don't want another near miss.
That's number one.
And number two is, I'm taking you in.
I'm taking you in.
Not him.
Which means I might have to take him in too.
Now, that's gonna make a lot of people look ridiculous.
A lot of other people, doctor.
Not me.
You can start building a fire, Mr.
Fallon.
All right.
( suspenseful theme playing ) ( dramatic theme playing ) ( wood thunks ) ( gunshot ) ( dramatic theme swells ) ( somber theme playing ) What's the matter, Sam? You act like you never killed a man before.
( gun cocks ) ( gun cocks ) Hold it, deputy.
Point that gun in the air.
Now let the hammer down slowly.
( hammer clicks ) Toss it over to me.
You've had it long enough.
Now look, old man I can shoot it out of your hand, but I'll take two fingers with it.
( gun falls distantly ) ( tense theme playing ) All right, doctor.
Let's get that leg bound up and get out of here.
Don't try it again.
You'll ride the mule.
Wait a minute.
( scoffs ) You thought I was just going to shoot my prisoner, right? KIMBLE: I got my hand free.
I think you arranged it.
Stay in front of me.
I want to keep my eye on you, deputy.
I'm going to overlook it, Sam, because, uh-- Well, you were a little excited.
Now, if you don't mind, uh, hand over that rifle.
I'm talking to you now as an officer of the law.
Move.
Move! ( ominous theme playing ) Gee, you, uh-- You don't look too good, Sam.
( panting ) When I want your opinion, I'll ask for it.
Look at him, Kimble.
He's running down like an old clock.
You know, I think I'd better go on ahead and bring back some help.
You can find your way? Oh, from here? Sure, Sam.
Um, I'd like to take that mule if you don't mind.
SAMUEL: Yes, I mind.
( laughs ) All right, Sam.
Heh.
I'll see you.
What do you think he'll do? He wants to take credit for you.
He'll have told some story when we get in there.
You'd better take some more of that nitro.
I lost it.
It's only a few miles back.
I'll make it.
( object clatters ) And so will you.
Sam, I have to prove I'm innocent.
By that you're saying you're gonna to try to escape again.
I have to, Sam.
But I'd like you to believe I'm innocent, no matter how this comes out.
( dramatic theme playing ) All right, Kimble.
Off that mule and come over here.
SAMUEL: No.
You're out of this, old man.
( knife clicks ) Not yet.
Don't make me do it.
( dramatic theme swells ) ( Samuel grunts ) Now, take it easy, Sam.
Just take it easy.
Don't try to talk.
What's the matter with him? His heart.
He had some pills but he lost 'em.
Are, uh-- Are these the pills? You see they dropped out of his pocket.
I picked-- Picked 'em up.
Come on, Sam.
Here.
Here.
Put it under your tongue.
Hang on.
Give it a chance to work.
It's different this time.
It's done.
No, it isn't, Sam.
Don't lie.
Not now.
There's no pain.
I'm glad, Samuel.
No need-- No need to tell anything but the truth now about yourself.
I never told you anything but the truth, Sam.
I am innocent.
It doesn't make it hard to quit, then.
Sam I would have turned you in.
An innocent man.
I would have.
( metal clinks ) ( dramatic theme playing ) I'm glad you believe me, Sam.
Is he dead? Yes, he's dead.
Well, he'd have died anyway, even if he had the pills.
You're sure of that? Doesn't make any difference.
You won't be around to tell anybody anything.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( gun clicks ) ( dramatic theme swells ) ( grunts ) ( somber theme playing ) That's the north wind.
It's gonna be cold tonight.
Well, thanks for taking care of Samuel.
Whatever charges there are-- I mean, uh-- I'll be glad to-- The man who brought your friend made a contribution that was more than enough.
You said he was riding a mule.
Yes.
He was hurt.
He limped.
I asked him to come in and rest, but he said he couldn't.
Well, thanks again.
Come in and have some supper with me and my family.
We'd enjoy having you.
Oh, no thanks.
No, I'd better be getting on home.
It'll be long past supper by the time you get there.
Perhaps we could have a game or two of chess this evening.
Do you play? Yes, I do.
I'd like that very much.
Good.
NARRATOR: How much further must a fugitive go before he can stop and rest? North or east or west or south, one direction is as good or as bad as another, if you're Richard Kimble, fugitive.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( dramatic theme playing ) ANNOUNCER:
Point that gun in the air.
Now let the hammer down slowly.
( hammer clicks ) Toss it over to me.
You've had it long enough.
Now look, old man I can shoot it out of your hand but I'll take two fingers with it.
ANNOUNCER: ( dramatic theme playing ) Starring David Janssen as Dr.
Richard Kimble.
NARRATOR: 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.
ANNOUNCER: The guest stars in tonight's story: Arthur O'Connell, Don Gordon.
( dramatic theme plays ) Tonight's episode: "Tug of War.
" ( banjo theme playing ) ( goat bleats ) NARRATOR: The farm hand who likes his work lives a wholesome, uncomplicated life, unless he is Richard Kimble, fugitive.
The quiet country road is a road to danger.
The peaceful village or farm, a potential trap.
( door closes ) Hi.
GIRL: Mr.
Mallet.
Somebody's here.
MAN: Is she back here again? Patty Sorensen, now, you know you've got no business over here.
Run along home now before I call your ma.
Go on.
Yes, sir, what'll it be? Well, I'm here to pick up Max Henderson's mail.
I just went to work for him at his ranch.
Oh.
And you say your name was? Uh, Kelly.
Mr.
Kelly.
Well.
Well, I'm sure glad Max has found a man.
Been so busy out there the last six weeks, hasn't even been in to Grange meetings.
( ominous theme playing ) Mr.
Mallet.
Mr.
Mallet.
That's just too much farm for one man, no two ways about it.
You give Max my best then.
Mr.
Mallet.
I will.
Mr.
Mallet.
Tell him not to make himself so scarce around here, now.
PATTY: Mr.
Mallet.
Thank you.
PATTY: Mr.
Mallet.
Mallet.
Let me show you.
Patty, have you got a dime for that ice cream? ( truck engine revs ) All right, young lady.
Now I'm really gonna call your ma.
Go ahead and call.
But if you do, I won't even show you what I found.
( tense theme playing ) Yeah, well, I-I don't know if he's-- Oh, here he is now, Art.
It's for you, Mr.
Fallon.
Thanks, Al.
Mm-hm.
Deputy Fallon speaking.
Morgan, this is Art Mallet.
Did you know that Max Henderson's got a new hand out there? Well, I knew he was looking for one.
Fella gives the name of Kelly.
But, uh, that may be an alias, Morgan.
I've got a poster here on a man that's wanted for murder.
Uh, I-I can't quite hear you, Art.
"Flight to avoid execution," looks like it is.
Man's name is Kimble.
Would all you folks mind getting off the line please? Axel Nielsen, hang up.
I can't hear.
MALLET: He was in Max Henderson's stake truck with a goat in the back.
H-hold on a minute.
Al, would you see if we've got a file on a Kimble.
Kimble, huh? Yeah.
All right.
Well, I say, I can't be too sure, but there might be some resemblance there.
I didn't pay too much attention to him.
I never suspicioned a thing.
FALLON: Thanks, Art.
I'll look into it.
( line hangs up ) ( line hangs up ) You don't put any store by that, do you, Samuel? The picture's Kimble, the man says he's Kelly.
Patty Sorensen stole an ice-cream bar.
With that set of clues, Morgan Fallon can have a festival.
I just hope they don't call you for another posse.
Art, you have one problem: You're about to lose a bishop.
The man's a doctor.
He murdered his wife.
It seems to me I remember Al, get on the phone.
Put out the call for the auxiliaries, about a half a dozen of them.
Oh, and Carson with his dogs if you can find him.
Well, where do you want 'em? Here? Uh, no, not yet.
Just have 'em on standby.
Call Max Henderson, tell him what happened, and get the license number of that truck.
I'm going up in the chopper.
See if I can spot that truck from the air.
AL: Ah, Dorothy? Uh, Dorothy, get me the Henderson Ranch, will you, please? ( suspenseful theme playing ) ( brakes squeal ) ( door opens ) ( door closes ) ( goat bleats ) I need some gas.
Yep.
Ehhh.
How much? KIMBLE: Might as well fill it up.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( goat bleats ) Your truck? No, it belongs to my boss.
( nozzle clatters ) His goat? Yep.
Probably would like a drink.
You got a can, uh, something to hold water? Uh, maybe.
Perhaps you'll find something inside there.
Thank you.
( phone rings ) ( tense theme playing ) ( ringing continues ) ( dramatic theme playing ) Where are the keys to your car? Th-They're in the ignition, there.
( lock clicks ) ( ringing continues ) ( engine starts ) ( dramatic theme playing ) Actually, Kelly looked a whole lot different from that picture, Samuel.
He was thinner, younger, had a different color of hair.
It's my move, Samuel.
Your move? You just moved your rook.
Did I? You cheat.
I do? Every time.
You win, but you still cheat.
Couldn't possibly be Kimble.
I read a report last week, he was seen in Miami.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( helicopter approaching ) ( helicopter receding ) ( suspenseful theme playing ) Get me out of here.
Hey, get me out.
Where are you? Let me out of h-- Get me out of here.
Get me out.
AXEL: Get me out of here.
Get me out.
Hey.
( phone hangs up ) Somebody locked Axel Nielsen in his gas station, made off with his old car.
They know who? Well, they're sure it was Kelly, but we're not sure that Kelly's Kimble.
Well, if it's Kimble, he's crafty.
He'd drive that car to a place like, uh-- Uh-- Richardson's Meadow? Right.
He'd leave that car.
He did.
Fallon found it.
Abandoned.
In Richardson's Meadow? About halfway.
Cat-smart and crafty.
What are you doin'? He's been here a while.
He's got the lay of the land.
He knew just where he'd go if he smelled the scent of pursuit.
You've already said you wouldn't take part in this posse.
Who needs a posse, and a spit-and-polish deputy? Now, Samuel, you just listen to me.
Just pack me up enough food for two days for two men.
I'm going home to change my things and get the mule.
Now, wait a minute.
Now-- Now-- Now, you just wait.
Kimble's gone up to that wilderness area, isn't that what you think? Right.
Oh, you'd better give me some ammunition, about 60 rounds.
You can't go after him alone, and especially there.
You know better than anyone else what that wilderness area's like, Samuel.
Now, please don't go.
You know better than anyone else, I have to.
( somber theme playing ) MALLET: Samuel.
Don't forget your pills.
( suspenseful theme playing ) ( suspenseful theme continues ) Richard Kimble.
Don't move, please.
You're under arrest.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( tense theme playing ) I'd like to take this off.
All right.
You're not a lawman, are you, mister? I don't know your name.
Samuel Cole.
No, I'm not a lawman.
That pill you took, nitroglycerin? That's enough water.
Taking a pretty big chance with your health bringing me in, aren't you, Mr.
Cole? If I were you, doctor, I'd save my breath for walking.
There's one thing I want to tell you.
SAMUEL: That you're innocent.
I'll repeat: Save your breath for walking.
Where are you taking me? Nearest town is Cornell.
You expect me to walk all the way? All the way.
And I'm prepared to use this, if necessary.
You're wanted alive or dead, doctor.
It's up to you which way you arrive.
Thanks for the choice.
SAMUEL: You're welcome.
You're gettin' more than you gave.
What are you getting out of this, Mr.
Cole? There's no reward.
Satisfaction of seeing justice done.
Nothing personal? ( helicopter approaching ) ( dramatic theme playing ) Congratulations, Mr.
Cole.
Congratulations, Sam, on a job well done.
You know, somebody told me you didn't even want to join me.
I resigned from your auxiliary.
Give me the key to his manacles Sam.
All right, you.
Up.
Mr.
Fallon, sir, the doctor is my prisoner.
( woodwind theme playing ) Sam, you were a sheriff once.
Put yourself in my position.
The responsibility is mine.
Now, there's only room in that chopper for one passenger, and it's going to be Kimble.
I'm afraid I have to give the orders.
All right, you.
Turn around, slow.
Make for the aircraft.
Come on.
( tense theme playing ) SAMUEL: Hold it.
Don't move.
Drop that pistol.
Well, Sam, I don't think you're gonna shoot me.
Easy enough to find out.
Walk away from it.
That'll do.
There's a radio in that thing.
You probably told 'em you spotted us.
That's right, Sam.
Tell 'em you're comin' in alone.
Now, wait a minute, Sam.
Kimble's a desperate man.
Don't take a chance on losing him.
Let me come along with you.
I'll make it.
Sam, did you get any sleep last night? Because it's sure you're not gonna get any tonight, not being alone with him.
There are limits.
All right, Sam, he's your prisoner.
Let's don't magnify a misunderstanding.
All right, you're giving the orders.
I only brought food for two.
Sam, you're the best hunter in the state, or at least one of the best.
All right.
Tell them Samuel Cole has Richard Kimble in custody, and will be in Cornell tomorrow, about dark.
Okay, Sam.
Okay.
Al, this is Fallon.
Come in.
Put it over your neck.
Move out.
Tsk.
Tsk.
Al, listen carefully.
I've got Richard Kimble in custody, all secure.
I'm going to delay my return for a little while.
I have a minor problem here, over.
Roger, Mr.
Fallon.
Need any help there? Over.
Negative, negative.
No help needed.
Stand by to light the landing field in case I'm stuck out here till after dark.
AL: Roger, Mr.
Fallon.
( line clicks ) All set, Sam.
Oh, uh, the boys send their best.
Well, get behind Kimble there.
Go round the helicopter and up the trail.
Move out.
( drumroll playing ) ( thunder booms ) Big storm, Sam.
Won't last long.
I don't know who the white is, Mr.
Cole, but it just made a mistake.
You play chess? Nice night for it.
( thunder booms ) Play the whites, doctor.
You play first.
How long do you think the storm will last, Sam? If you feel you have to call me by my first name, it's Samuel.
The storm will blow over.
Coffee, Kimble? Thank you.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( gun cocks ) Drink it fast because we're gettin' out of here.
Never drop your guard, Sam.
You either learn that or you don't.
You know, you might've had a good career as a lawman, if you'd paid as much attention to duty as you do to chess.
Come on.
You're gonna guide us back to where I landed that plane.
( laughs ) Unlock his manacles, Sam.
I'm taking him back.
My way.
What does he call that flying machine? A chopper.
Your move, doctor.
I mean it, Sam.
We used to call 'em eggbeaters when I was younger.
In any case, I don't think his will fly, do you? After what I did to the tail rotor while he was talking on the radio.
What are you talking about? Your chopper won't fly, Mr.
Fallon.
Or more precisely, it won't, uh, steer.
Your move, doctor.
You're lying, Sam.
Maybe.
You could find out by taking off.
Of course, if your tail assembly is jammed you'll crash and kill yourself.
If you want to take my word for it, I'll still lead you out of this wilderness alive.
( thunder booms ) Looks like I've got a little competition here.
Could turn out to be quite a game.
( gun uncocks ) All right, Cole.
I need you to guide us out of here.
But what you're doing is direct interference with an officer in the performance of his duty.
You'll live to regret this, Sam.
I'm telling you.
That was a good move.
( thunder booms ) A very good move.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( ominous theme playing ) ( pants ) Hey, Cole.
Hold it up, will ya? ( groans ) All right, that's enough.
( pants ) How long before we get there? Ten hours at this rate.
We'll need some food.
All right, I'll need some food.
We'll come to a creek in a couple of hours.
I'll catch you a couple of trout.
Didn't thank you for removing the rope.
That's all right.
Won't be able to run very far out here.
You have two armed men guarding you.
Yeah.
I've been thinking about this move all day.
( mellow theme playing ) Check.
Well, I could fool around, but I'd eventually get to making this move.
I might just as well make it now.
You didn't buy it, did you? I came close.
Looks like a stalemate.
Stalemate.
It's a long time, a very long time since that happened to me, doctor.
I was lucky.
You're a very fine player.
You know better than that.
It was a good match.
Thank you.
My pleasure.
Do you suppose we could do something about this? No.
( Fallon laughs ) ( laughs ) His heart goes out to you, Kimble, but he won't take any chances.
Not intentionally.
Do you notice how willing he was to give me my gun back, only let me carry the key? Yes.
But you don't know why, do you? ( mysterious theme playing ) No, I don't.
Because he lost one.
Sam was, um, sheriff of Trinity County about ten years ago.
Oh, he was a big man.
Very big man.
Tsk.
Till he let this murderer get away.
( dramatic theme playing ) He was a bad one.
Real bad.
He killed a lady and a little girl before they caught him.
Poor old Sam, he-- He got fired.
And it's been eating at him ever since.
Hasn't it, Sam? I'm sorry.
Don't try to apologize, doctor.
( sighs ) Mr.
Fallon's been wanting to bring it up.
And for a rather insensitive man, I must say, he selected an appropriate phrase: It has been eating at me.
I wasn't fired, however.
The people who elected me never once blamed me.
But I knew better.
The young man who was my prisoner protested his innocence and I more than half believed him.
I may have relaxed my vigilance.
It's hard to recall now, after so many years.
But I was glad when the boy escaped.
He fooled me.
He was a killer.
So you resigned.
Yes.
And now another killer turns up.
This one has been convicted and sentenced.
I feel I owe it to myself and society that such a man not be permitted to remain at large.
I expect no reward.
Only the kind that comes from inside.
I have prayed often for this chance to pay the debt I feel I owe to the people who trusted me.
And to myself.
I'm sorry for you.
I'm sorry for both of us.
Because I am innocent.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( Fallon laughs ) ( laughs ) ( laughs ) All right, that's enough.
Come on.
All right, grab the tree.
Come on.
( manacle clicks ) All right, give me your right arm.
Come on.
( suspenseful theme playing ) All right, turn.
( sighs ) You're in pretty good shape, Kimble.
I guess you keep that way being on the run all the time, huh? Guess so.
( water splashes ) Pretty handy old man, Sam is.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( exhales ) You know, I think you could win him over if it weren't for me.
Well, I'd have to try.
Maybe you've already succeeded.
You know, I think it's become more important for Sam to make me look foolish than to take you in, but this is one time that maneuver isn't gonna work.
I wasn't aware that you two had had trouble before.
Oh, I haven't had trouble with Sam, but I knew I would.
Somehow, it always happens.
I think they, uh, envy a man who thinks his own way.
Try and cut me down by patting me on the head.
They laugh behind my back.
Well, you know, these people aren't used to-- It's not these people, doctor.
Patterns.
Everybody has patterns.
You have your pattern.
It's quite obvious.
Mine is, uh--- Mine is the curse of the near miss.
Hitch your wagon to a star, hm? ( chuckles ) Doctor, I missed by half a wing tank becoming the Rickenbacker of Korea.
And I saw other pilots decorated ( scoffs ) for worse mistakes than I made.
You know, actually, uh-- Actually, I was-- I was laughed out of my uniform.
I wonder if you realize how important this little hike is for me.
You see, I don't have any debts to pay like Sam does.
And you don't want another near miss.
That's number one.
And number two is, I'm taking you in.
I'm taking you in.
Not him.
Which means I might have to take him in too.
Now, that's gonna make a lot of people look ridiculous.
A lot of other people, doctor.
Not me.
You can start building a fire, Mr.
Fallon.
All right.
( suspenseful theme playing ) ( dramatic theme playing ) ( wood thunks ) ( gunshot ) ( dramatic theme swells ) ( somber theme playing ) What's the matter, Sam? You act like you never killed a man before.
( gun cocks ) ( gun cocks ) Hold it, deputy.
Point that gun in the air.
Now let the hammer down slowly.
( hammer clicks ) Toss it over to me.
You've had it long enough.
Now look, old man I can shoot it out of your hand, but I'll take two fingers with it.
( gun falls distantly ) ( tense theme playing ) All right, doctor.
Let's get that leg bound up and get out of here.
Don't try it again.
You'll ride the mule.
Wait a minute.
( scoffs ) You thought I was just going to shoot my prisoner, right? KIMBLE: I got my hand free.
I think you arranged it.
Stay in front of me.
I want to keep my eye on you, deputy.
I'm going to overlook it, Sam, because, uh-- Well, you were a little excited.
Now, if you don't mind, uh, hand over that rifle.
I'm talking to you now as an officer of the law.
Move.
Move! ( ominous theme playing ) Gee, you, uh-- You don't look too good, Sam.
( panting ) When I want your opinion, I'll ask for it.
Look at him, Kimble.
He's running down like an old clock.
You know, I think I'd better go on ahead and bring back some help.
You can find your way? Oh, from here? Sure, Sam.
Um, I'd like to take that mule if you don't mind.
SAMUEL: Yes, I mind.
( laughs ) All right, Sam.
Heh.
I'll see you.
What do you think he'll do? He wants to take credit for you.
He'll have told some story when we get in there.
You'd better take some more of that nitro.
I lost it.
It's only a few miles back.
I'll make it.
( object clatters ) And so will you.
Sam, I have to prove I'm innocent.
By that you're saying you're gonna to try to escape again.
I have to, Sam.
But I'd like you to believe I'm innocent, no matter how this comes out.
( dramatic theme playing ) All right, Kimble.
Off that mule and come over here.
SAMUEL: No.
You're out of this, old man.
( knife clicks ) Not yet.
Don't make me do it.
( dramatic theme swells ) ( Samuel grunts ) Now, take it easy, Sam.
Just take it easy.
Don't try to talk.
What's the matter with him? His heart.
He had some pills but he lost 'em.
Are, uh-- Are these the pills? You see they dropped out of his pocket.
I picked-- Picked 'em up.
Come on, Sam.
Here.
Here.
Put it under your tongue.
Hang on.
Give it a chance to work.
It's different this time.
It's done.
No, it isn't, Sam.
Don't lie.
Not now.
There's no pain.
I'm glad, Samuel.
No need-- No need to tell anything but the truth now about yourself.
I never told you anything but the truth, Sam.
I am innocent.
It doesn't make it hard to quit, then.
Sam I would have turned you in.
An innocent man.
I would have.
( metal clinks ) ( dramatic theme playing ) I'm glad you believe me, Sam.
Is he dead? Yes, he's dead.
Well, he'd have died anyway, even if he had the pills.
You're sure of that? Doesn't make any difference.
You won't be around to tell anybody anything.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( gun clicks ) ( dramatic theme swells ) ( grunts ) ( somber theme playing ) That's the north wind.
It's gonna be cold tonight.
Well, thanks for taking care of Samuel.
Whatever charges there are-- I mean, uh-- I'll be glad to-- The man who brought your friend made a contribution that was more than enough.
You said he was riding a mule.
Yes.
He was hurt.
He limped.
I asked him to come in and rest, but he said he couldn't.
Well, thanks again.
Come in and have some supper with me and my family.
We'd enjoy having you.
Oh, no thanks.
No, I'd better be getting on home.
It'll be long past supper by the time you get there.
Perhaps we could have a game or two of chess this evening.
Do you play? Yes, I do.
I'd like that very much.
Good.
NARRATOR: How much further must a fugitive go before he can stop and rest? North or east or west or south, one direction is as good or as bad as another, if you're Richard Kimble, fugitive.
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