The Fugitive (1963) s02e14 Episode Script

( suspenseful theme playing ) ( fires gun ) Hold it, everybody! Now, you stand right over there, mister.
Now, listen here, Charles Edward, that ain't no way to treat nobody.
Now, you stand right still, Hanes.
I was just having some fun.
You could've killed somebody outside there with that truck.
I said stand still.
( screams ) Charles Edward, I don't want no trouble out of you.
I'm leaving the country.
He grabbed my wheel.
He almost made me hit that boy.
I got a boat waiting to take me out, you ask him.
Go on, ask him.
I had nothing to do with it, sheriff.
Well, that's gratitude for you.
It's your fault I'm here.
( gun fires ) All right, get down on your belly, boy.
NARRATOR: ( dramatic theme playing ) A QM Production.
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 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: Philip Abbott, Warren Oates, Madeleine Sherwood.
ANNOUNCER: ( dramatic theme playing ) NARRATOR: This is a man who must keep moving, pursuing, pursued.
He is not a man of solitude, but often the friendless open road is his only alternative to death by execution.
Richard Kimble, he travels a lot by thumb, makes many a long lonely hike between rides.
Jud Tormey! How are you? Remember me? Hey, don't back off, buddy.
Here, pour $2 worth of gas there in the truck.
Keep the change.
Hey.
What's the matter? I ain't gonna hurt you.
I'm leaving the country.
( chuckles ) Who's that down there at Central? Is that you, Marybeth Thompson? Ha ha! Well, you get me Cox's Landing down there, will you, honey babe? That's right.
It's Hanes.
Hanes? McClure? ( mysterious theme playing ) Yes.
Yes-- Yes.
Cox's, all right, all right.
Bart? It's Hanes.
You got that boat ready, ain't you? Do I have money? Does a wild bear live in the woods? Ho-ho, now, you listen here, I'm gonna be down there in half an hour, you hear? I'm gonna have some mighty unfriendly folks on my tail, so I ain't got no time to visit with you.
You have everything ready, now, you hear me? All right.
( ominous theme playing ) Marybeth? Marybeth, come to the phone.
Mayor Potter, is--? Is my son Tad there, please? Uh, no, he ain't, Marybeth.
I let him out for coffee.
Oh, I-- I've just got to find him, Mayor Potter.
I just found out that, uh, Hanes McClure is on his way to town.
( suspenseful theme playing ) Marybeth, I ain't calling nobody nothing.
No, ma'am.
No, I'm just saying that Hanes McClure coming back to Corona just don't make sense.
I know what I heard, Charles Edward.
And I'll tell you something, I've got Jud Tormey calling from down at the corners, and he will tell you the selfsame thing.
Come on, get in.
Hurry up.
Hurry up! Where are you headed? What's the next town? Ha! Corona.
Ain't nobody goes to Corona, buddy.
You come from it and you go through it.
Now, me, I'm going through it to get where I'm going.
I'll drop you off there if you want.
I've gotta find a couple of days work pretty soon.
Uh-huh.
I guess it doesn't matter where.
We can't have him living here, Charles Edward, we can't.
Hanes McClure is a criminal, wanted everywhere.
That ain't quite true, Mr.
Potter.
He's been in trouble, yeah, but-- He done that bank holdup in Macon.
He shot that guard.
There ain't nobody proved that yet.
This town give birth to that man.
He shamed us and disgraced us.
Yeah, well, ain't much here he can do any harm to.
What's he coming back here for? What? Well, I'm gonna try to find out before he gets here.
I'm gonna go up and stop him at the bridge.
Now, you being the mayor, you try to keep this thing quiet till I get back.
( phone rings ) Tad, your mama wants you.
( sniggers ) Shirky's Billiards.
Yes, ma'am.
Now, Tad, you ma wants you.
( chortles ) It's gospel truth, Louise.
Hanes McClure, just as big as a frog in a-- Uh, hold on, Louise, will you, please? No-- Just hold on.
Tad? Now-- Now, Tad listen, there is a rumor that, uh, Hanes McClure is on his way.
N-now, I want you to just go back to the telegraph office, and stay there.
You just stay off the streets until mama tells you, hm? ( sinister theme playing ) Well, I tell you, there's this creek that runs up the river about a mile or so south of Corona.
Now, back in Prohibition days, my daddy, he knowed some of them smugglers.
You catch on? Well, one day me and some of my buddies, we was maybe 5 or 6 years old, we slipped over there, and we swiped us a jug of that Puerto Rican rum, tied a string on it and sunk her over the side of the creek.
Every now and then we'd go down there and we pull up that old jug of rum.
Oh, it was cold.
Oh, good and cold.
We'd have a swig out of it, everybody was happy.
( laughs ) Uh-oh.
You turkey, that's Charles Edward Shafter.
Hold on, Hanes! Now, listen here, Hanes, I just want to make sure we ain't gonna have no trouble in this town.
Get your hand off my truck, Charles Edward, I ain't got time to visit with you.
( fires gun ) ( suspenseful theme playing ) ( honks horn ) ( siren wailing ) Charles Edward's getting mad.
( chuckles ) ( siren wailing ) ( honking horn ) ( honking horn ) ( tires screeching ) ( siren wailing ) ( fires gun ) Hold it, everybody.
Now, you stand right over there, mister.
Now, listen here, Charles Edward, that ain't no way to treat nobody.
Now, you stand right still, Hanes.
I was just having some fun.
You could've killed somebody outside there with that truck.
I said stand still.
( screams ) Charles Edward, I don't want no trouble out of you.
I'm leaving the country.
He grabbed my wheel.
He almost made me hit that boy.
I had a boat waiting to take me out.
You ask him.
Go on, ask him.
I had nothing to do with it, sheriff.
Well, that's gratitude for you.
It's your fault I'm here.
( gun fires ) All right, get down on your belly, boy.
Down there.
On your belly.
You're all right, ain't you, Sue-Ann? I thought he was gonna pull my hair out.
Anybody see where that first bullet went? All right, now, everybody clear out of here.
I'm taking these prisoners out.
Mayor Potter, you get them out of here.
Shirky, you help me here with Hanes.
Okay, up on your feet, mister.
Sheriff, I never saw that man before.
He just gave me a ride.
That truck would've killed me.
I seen you grab the wheel, mister.
Tad, you help Shirky with Hanes.
Go on.
Okay, mister, you march.
Look, I never saw the man before.
He just gave me a ride, that's all.
( rings ) ( sinister themeplaying ) ( ringing ) Answer the phone.
Someone, please answer the phone.
Answer.
( ringing ) All right, get in here.
Right over there.
Sherriff, if you can just wait until he comes to Step right back here.
Come on, come on.
He picked me up just this side of a place called Jud's.
Shirky, go get Doc Featherstone, and get my car over at the pool hall and bring it around in back.
Am I on duty as of now? I-- I get paid as of now? Yeah, all right.
( rings ) Tad, answer that telephone.
Step over here, please.
Hello.
Tad, is--? Is Hanes McClure in there? Tad, you get out of there.
You get out of there right away, now.
Now, you know what your daddy come to, running with his kind.
Now, you get out.
Now, you go and run to the telegraph office and stay there, Tad.
Tad get out of there! Tad, Tad, do what I tell you.
Tad? Tad, please.
Now, how do you figure? A quiet afternoon, chicken sandwich for lunch, game of horseshoes, and then something like this.
You know, they blame a lot of things on Hanes McClure.
Say he robbed a bank and killed a man in Macon, and he would have run down Tad Thompson.
Reckon he would have shot me.
I owe you something.
You owe me something sheriff, uh, not a drink, but, uh-- You better take it.
You see, uh, I believe your story because I got a flasher and your picture right over there in my desk.
( ominous theme playing ) I know who you really are, knew it right along.
Sorry, doc.
( ominous theme playing ) ( dramatic theme playing ) Raise the price on beer Raise the coffee a nickel.
A nickel.
Uh, push that, uh, front pool table back a ways and figure out how to make room for more clients in here, and find that other bullet hole that Charles Edward made.
All right, Mr.
Allsup here wants a word with you.
You remember me, don't you, Hanes? Local paper.
Oh, yeah, sure J.
P.
How are you? Fine.
Now, I'd like a statement from both you boys, if I can get it.
Oh, I'll tell you, J.
P.
, I ain't got nothing to say that's fit to print.
What were you doing leaving the country? And how did you two boys come to fall in together? Together? Listen here, J.
P.
, don't you print nothing about me.
Nothing! I'm in this town because he stopped my truck and I'm gonna get back on him for that.
You print my name one time, one time-- All right, that's all.
I'm gonna get you! Let me go! Get back in there.
You ain't going nowhere.
How are you? You're gonna put a special guard on this jail tonight, ain't you? Them two boys are killers.
Hm.
Shirky Saulter here, will be on night guard if I need him.
I'm going to wire the sheriff for help right now.
Now, Shirky, I please don't want nobody in here.
I want to keep this thing just as quiet as possible.
Now, you stay here for a while until I'm through with the telegraph.
Shirky, put your badge on.
You're on duty now.
Here, boy, these things go in File 5 back there, under "New Contacts.
" Mr.
Potter, why would they say that man killed his wife? Put that behind you, boy.
You got responsibilities here.
Well, everything back to normal now? Uh-uh.
I'm off duty now, so I brought my boy a sandwich.
Sandwich? Mighty near suppertime.
Peanut butter sandwich and a nice banana.
That'll tide you through.
It's so much nicer than your eating at Shirky's pool hall.
Here you are, dear.
Oh, now, son, Mama is sorry that she got so upset on the phone today, but I-- ( door chimes jingle ) Oh, oh, Charles Edward.
Marybeth.
Charles Edward, you are just the man I want to see.
Now, I want to ask you about Hanes and all.
They're not gonna stay here long, are they? No longer than I can help.
Yeah, well, because you and I know just how he used to upset this town.
How he led my husband right straight down the garden path.
I do not want Tad under that influence.
Okay, Marybeth.
Tad? You go straight home, now, when your work's done, you hear Mama? You stay out of all this.
Yes, ma'am.
Now, Mr.
Potter, I got a couple of telegrams to send.
If I use the phone, why half the town'll be listening in.
Tad, take these down.
Yeah, one of these will go to the sheriff, up at County Seat.
And I guess the other one will go to Lieutenant Phil Gerard, Police Headquarters, Stafford, Indiana.
( mysterious theme playing ) Yeah, Myrtle, it's true.
Hanes McClure, and a wife-killer, name of Kimble, from up north.
Fact, Myrtle.
Uh, spread the word out your way, will you? Well, uh, tell folks to come on in tomorrow.
( chuckles ) Hey, I hope you're not too peeved at me now, buddy, because I sure didn't mean half of those things I said to you.
Prk your car behind the pool hall.
Uh, 50 cents.
I didn't even know who you was when I picked you up.
We have that in common.
We got a pickle in common too, babe.
Why do you pick up hitchhikers when you're on the run? Who, me? I was on extended vacation until old Charles Edward started honking that siren at me.
Ain't he a lulu? New news since I left town.
Well, Myrtle, I-- I'd better get back on duty.
Yeah, Myrtle, well, I better look after these prisoners.
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, bye-bye.
Hey, uh, Hanes? Yeah? How many banks you rob all told, uh, six or eight? How many times they catch me? Well, never did, I guess.
Then how did you know it was me? Got your description.
Look, friend, uh, I live around here.
Everybody knows what I look like.
I was born here.
Uh, true you run with the Schofield gang, though, ain't it? That's right.
Didn't you ever make a mistake? Schofield gang, they-- They traffic in, uh, women, uh, bad liquor and dope.
Must make a lot of money.
Mark how he's holding that bird gun, will you? Shameful mean, them Schofield boys, with their furs and, uh, fancy cars.
Still, I never did hear of a Schofield, uh, strangling his wife.
( laughs ) ( register dings ) Now, Bead, I'm gonna give you a dollar to stay here tonight with Tad.
Now, in case any messages come in, I want one of you to be awake.
Understand? Shirky or me'll be at the jail all night, so Hey, thanks, Mr.
Potter.
You tend to business now, Tad.
( door opens, closes ) Hey, what you got, Tad? Just a message.
Well, let me see it.
"Richard Kimble in custody.
Please advise.
" What's the matter with you? I was only spoofing you.
Sue Ann, you taking that to the prisoners? Oh, there's only two 45-cent specials there, but old Shirky, he's charging the city a buck an a half apiece.
( sniggers ) Let me carry it for you.
About half the other counties in the state, suspect in that robbery and murder in Macon.
Please hang up the phone, Charles Edward, and let me talk to you, please.
Well, it's too much excitement for my town, sheriff.
Me here all by myself.
That's why I said in my telegram "don't phone me," because everybody listens in.
Well, you better get somebody over here tomorrow, because I may need some help.
You know who that-- That sheriff is, don't you? That's Lou Kylie.
That's Fat Schofield's brother-in-law, You know that, don't you? Well, that's my worry.
You've been friends with the Schofields for years.
I'm gonna level with you, Charles.
They're after me.
I'm running from the Schofield gang, not the law.
They gonna send some boys down here and they're gonna murder me.
I'm in the County System, Hanes.
I've got to report to the sheriff.
He's gonna send his killers down here and get me! Don't you understand that? It would make sense, McClure, if you hadn't stopped to pick me up.
What? Aw, come on, man, you think I ain't got a reason? And you think those Schofields don't know my truck? I was gonna give you that truck boy, and they'd be following you and I'd be long gone.
( chuckling ) And that's the gospel truth.
I was leaving the country.
Charles Edward, I ain't lyin' to you.
I don't want that bunch busting up my town.
Well, you're a bit mite late, ain't you, babe? You done went and told them where I'm at.
No, I'm not hungry.
Chicken wing, fried potato? I'm gonna tell you something.
That money you went and took out of my pocket and put in your safe, that's their money, boy.
And they think there's a whole lot more, and they're gonna send their boys down here and they're gonna wreck this town, and then you're gonna have to let me out of here, Charles Edward.
Sheriff, uh, maybe there is someplace you could take us.
Doc, I'm sorry you're mixed up in this whole business.
Now, suppose he's telling the truth.
The town would be safer, and we'd be a lot safer if you'd get us out of here.
Hey, Tad, oh, a message coming in.
Police Headquarters, Stafford, Indiana.
( ominous theme playing ) Doctor, I'm sorry.
I didn't want to send that message.
I know it ain't true.
That's what I tried to-- You doing a wrong thing, Mr.
Shafter.
He don't belong here.
You know it.
You know it.
Not a man like that.
( door closes ) I looked straight at him.
I know.
Somebody ought to set that man free.
( menacing theme playing ) ( dramatic theme playing ) Uh, I'm gonna have the prisoners shave and wash up, uh, soon as Charles Edward comes back from the meeting.
Now, I could let, uh, say, the six of you, look through the windows and into their cells.
Uh, 4 bits apiece, uh, to defray the expense of, uh, maintenance here.
( dramatic theme playing ) All right, Tad.
Take a little time off, now.
We're gonna hold council meeting awhile.
Bead, you go on home if you want to.
You ain't needed no more.
All right, come on, boys.
Let's get down to it.
( phone ringing ) Corona jail, uh, Deputy Saulter.
Oh, uh -- Oh, yeah, uh, Mrs.
Thompson.
The sheriff? Well, yeah, Charles Edward is over to the telegraph office-- I know we can get that bird gun away from him if we can just chum him over here a little closer.
SHIRKY: Charles Edward has deputized me himself.
If you had any money, he'd sell it to you.
They think I got money.
Maybe that ought to do it.
Schofield money? My theory is that this triumph belongs to the whole community.
We need time to get them television people over here, and the newsreels-- Now, I ain't got the authority to keep them prisoners here.
Folks coming in from everywhere to see them.
All we're asking, don't rush no deputies in from County Seat, to sneak them two out of town.
Sneak? I could no more do that now than sneak a fish through a cat farm.
Take a look outside at the people I got to deal with already.
And you think about that.
If you do take them out, what do you reckon will happen here, when the folks coming to see them find out we got no show? And what if some galoot gets drunk and starts a riot or a fire? You want to help this town, then you get out there and you tell those people to go home.
This ain't no carnival.
Oh, yeah, Mrs.
Parks.
Uh, we all know Hanes McClure, but this wife-killer is the one you ought to get a look at.
Got a kind of a subterficious appearance to him.
No, uh, this officer, name of Gerard, is coming down from Indiana to get him, uh, sometime tonight.
Uh, now, don't say who told you, but come on in.
Uh, bring the family.
They'll be here most of the day.
Shirky.
He's sleeping? Yeah.
Shirky, if I don't get out of here, I'm going to-- Oh, yeah.
Wait, wait.
Come in.
I don't want to take a chance on waking him up.
What are you talking about? You and I can help each other.
Nobody'd blame you.
There's a way.
Way to what? I think I know where he's hiding the Schofield money.
The Schofield? Fifty thousand dollars.
Why, he ain't got no $50,000.
( door opens ) SHIRKY: What're you doing in here, Tad? Well, I just brought over a couple sandwiches-- Uh, for them? Mm-hm.
Look, the town feeds them breakfast and supper, that's all.
Where'd you get them? I bought them at your place.
My place? Mr.
Potter let me off while council meeting's going on.
Well, if you paid for them already, go on, feed them, feed them.
They're just cold roast beef.
Thank you.
Here's a sandwich for you.
I'll be doggoned.
( chuckles ) Tad, boy, you like to revive my faith in human nature, son.
You know something? You remind me a whole lot like your daddy used to be, just too dad-burned-good for this town.
Ain't he a good old boy, Kimble? I tell you, my daddy used to hustle sugar for his granddaddy years ago, making moonshine booze.
That was before you was born, though, wasn't it, son? Yes, sir.
I brought this.
Walt Whitman.
My pa left all his books to me.
Oh, maybe 25 books.
World Atlas, book on poems, and, oh, whatnot.
Thank you.
That one talks about what a man is.
You know, the, uh-- The nature of man.
Your father not living? ( Hanes laughs ) No, sir.
He's dead, ain't he, Tad? Yes, sir.
He-- He died in prison when I was 9 years old.
( jazzy theme playing ) J.
P.
had me haul her down here.
To get a picture for the newspaper.
Well, this is the gun I was telling you about.
Now, this is the way your picture's gonna be, with me next to the machine.
I was the first one to see them at my filling station.
If I could've gotten my shotgun in time, they never would of got into town.
Now, folks, uh, if anybody else wants to get a snapshot of Sue Ann, uh, by the bullet hole, why, here's my camera, uh, with a flash attachment.
A dollar a shot, plus expenses.
Now, another 50 cents, and she signs her autograph.
Uh, remember, she's the poor little girl Hanes McClure done grabbed by the hair.
Now, up yonder on the wall, is the other bullet hole.
Uh, Sue Ann's gonna stand on the table and point to it.
That way, uh, you get a little more of her in your picture.
A $1.
50 for that pose.
Uh, Sue Ann, uh, I've got to get back on duty.
You're in charge here.
Make sure that everybody pays.
MARYBETH: Now, I got to go back on duty, so you give me the promise, Tad.
You get them boys out of there.
Now, you just get them out.
Nobody else in town I can talk to, Mom.
They're gonna do to you just exactly the way Hanes McClure done your daddy years ago.
Now, uh, him and-- And Hanes, hey acted as if they was just too big for this town.
Maybe they were.
Don't you backtalk me.
You get them out of here.
Oh, baby.
I made sacrifices to give you a good start in life in spite of your daddy's transgression.
And if Mr.
Potter wants you to stay on and in charge, why, that means that he's got confidence.
That makes you a mighty important young man.
Mighty important.
Are you sassing me? Mom, you're late to work.
Now, listen here, you get them out of there time I call or else I'm gonna come back here and I'm gonna Ooh, I am gonna slap you good.
Now, you see if I don't.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( inaudible ) I don't know.
Maybe Hanes is right.
Sheriff Kylie does take his orders from Schofield.
He sure could have found a deputy to send by this time.
You better go get something to eat before the beer starts flowing, Charles Edward.
Uh, they're pretty quiet right now.
You may need your strength.
Well, anybody from the sheriff shows up or if you hear from Lieutenant Gerard, you come and get me.
Be back in 20 minutes.
( door closes ) ( dramatic theme playing ) ( ominous theme playing ) I think he's got $50,000 sewn inside the lining of that coat.
Can you get it? I don't know.
But you can.
Get the keys.
I-- I doesn't go in there.
Uh-- Uh, you get it.
Uh, go on, now, get it.
All right.
Now, get the gun and cover.
What--? What's going on here? All right, Shirky, get over here.
Watch it, Hanes.
Don't do something you'll be sorry for.
Aw, shut up, Shirky, and go get them keys or I'll kill you.
I got one load in this gun, boy, and I'm gonna make it pay.
Oh! ( phone rings ) You keep them covered, Tad.
Uh, I-- I'll go get help.
Mr.
Saulter.
( ominous theme playing ) ( rock 'n' roll music playing ) Charles Edward, come quick.
Hurry, Tad, boy.
Hurry, boy.
( phone ringing ) HANES: I'm gonna bust you loose from this two-bit town, son.
You're just my kind.
( laughs ) Get me out of here.
It's you and me against the world, son.
Come on, Tad, come on.
Out the back way.
We'll use Mr.
Shafter's car.
I'll get the keys.
( phone ringing ) Now, give me the keys.
You stay here.
No.
SHAFTER: Hey.
Tad, hey.
( ominous theme playing ) ( phone rings ) I go with you.
You can't go with me, Tad.
HANES: Tad.
Tad.
Mr.
McClure, Dr.
Kimble saved my life from you, and Mr.
Shafter's.
I know he ain't no killer.
Listen, boy, I ain't neither.
I was just waving that gun around out there to scare folks.
Listen here, Tad, I'm your friend.
We're just alike, me and you, boy.
Oh! Oh ( crying ): Answer me! Oh! HANES: Come around here and open up this jail cell.
Now, look, McClure, this isn't gonna work.
( sobbing ) Tad, Tad! Get out of my way.
A lot of people are gonna get hurt.
I know somebody's gonna get killed if they don't shut up.
( gunshot ) We're only making things worse for the boy.
I worry about number one, babe.
( screams ) ( dramatic theme playing ) Hanes.
Let me go, babe.
( gunshot ) So long, babe.
My friend Charles Edward, Took one clean through him.
I got one for you, old buddy.
Oh, don't look so concerned, Tad.
I shot my way out of worse than this, son.
( suspenseful theme playing ) My side.
I lost all my strength.
Call a doctor, Tad.
What about Hanes? He's dead.
Oh, my God.
I'm sorry.
( Marybeth screaming ) My-- This is your mama speaking to you! You come out of there, Tad, you hear me? MARYBETH: Let me go to him! Tad, Tad! Ma! ( screaming ) Ma! Can you hear me? Tad, come out of there, please, please.
I m doing this, Ma.
This is one thing I'm gonna do.
KIMBLE: Tad.
Call a doctor, Tad.
No.
Not now.
After you go, you hear me? I did this thing wrong, but I did it.
You're free, and you go.
Now, it's time for you to grow up and grow up fast.
One more step makes you another Hanes McClure.
Haven't you seen enough already? The sheriff may die.
He was forced to kill a man who once was his friend.
Now, go to the door and turn on the lights, get a doctor in here.
SHAFTER: Wait, Tad.
You turn on the lights, and you open the door, and they'll all come in here.
And then you take the doc and you go out the back door, and you take my car, and-- I got it.
I got it.
Don't you worry.
Tad, Tad.
Come on, now.
Come on.
No more.
( crying ): Oh, Tad.
Tad Stay behind me.
Right close.
Tad.
Nobody shoot.
Nobody shoot.
A-all the man wants is for me to drive him safe out of town.
He promised he won't hurt me.
Please don't try and stop him.
Please.
Leave us go.
( suspenseful theme playing ) ( engine starts ) ( tires squeal ) Tad! Tad! Doc.
Doc Featherstone! Doc! ( chuckling ) Well, you can stop now, Tad.
We're safe.
Hey, we really fooled them, didn't we? Did you see their faces? Man, we sure showed them something.
Done pulled off a regular Hanes McClure, fooled that whole bunch so bad.
Walked right out on them.
Walked, right out.
Walked out of that jail.
Did you see that? Walked out just like ( sobs ) just like ( sobbing ) I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Go on back, Tad.
I can't, I can't.
I got to get away from there.
Now, don't run.
If you feel you have to get away, then walk away from it.
Don't run.
( ominous theme playing ) Here you are, boy.
Only $1 apiece.
Do you want one? There you are.
They're genuine.
Right here.
Another dollar.
All right.
That's one for you.
You've got a real future here, now.
You took your life in your hands and-- And stopped a-- A desperate jailbreak, uh, criminals and everything.
Why, we know now that Hanes killed that man down in Macon, and he might have killed you.
I never stopped the trouble, Mom, I caused it.
Isn't that just like my boy not to grab the credit? ( giggles ) But we got the straight of it from-- From Charles Edward and-- And from Shirky too, about-- About how-- How you saved things.
We know.
Bye, Mom.
You put that suitcase down and you go home this minute.
You mind me, Tad.
Go home, or I'll I'll-- I'll slap you.
Tad! Tad.
Hey boy, did you get one of these? Old J.
P.
Allsup's selling them for a buck apiece.
Picture of that fella that got away.
NARRATOR: The things a fugitive turns away from are sometimes evil, sometimes good and difficult to leave.
Everything left behind is dangerous.
There is no safety for him anywhere.
But if he can keep moving, there's hope.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( adventurous theme playing ) NARRATOR: