All language subtitles for The Fugitive - 1X15 - Home Is The Hunted

( train horn blaring )

NARRATOR:
Name: Richard Kimble.

Profession:
doctor of medicine.

Destination:
death row, state prison.

Richard Kimble
has been tried and convicted

for the murder of his wife.

But laws are made by men,
carried out by men.

And men are imperfect.

Richard Kimble is innocent.

Proved guilty,
what Richard Kimble

could not prove was
that moments before discovering

his wife's body,

he encountered a man running
from the vicinity of his home.

A man with one arm.

A man who has not yet
been found.

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.

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( metal screeching )

( croaking )

ANNOUNCER:

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A QM production.

Starring David Janssen
as The Fugitive.

With guest stars
Andrew Prine,

Jacqueline Scott,

Robert Keith,

also starring Barry Morse
as Lieutenant Gerard.

ANNOUNCER:

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NARRATOR:
Always there is the hunter,

the hunted and the trap.

Traps are of many kinds:

of wood, of steel, of words.

But this time
the trap is a city.

Dr. Richard Kimble,
two years a fugitive,

is about to enter the trap.

Why is Stafford, Indiana,

a deathtrap
for Richard Kimble?

Because here
a thousand people know him.

This city is
where Richard Kimble

lived for 33 years.

WOMAN:
Fred. Fred.

For heaven's sake, Fred.
You forgot the food.

( chuckling ):
When you go fishing...

Have a good time.

And take care
of your father, Leo.

( door opens )

( door closes )

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This is the neighborhood

which Richard Kimble
knew as a child.

Here the house
in which he grew up.

Now, in time of desperate
trouble for him,

a stopping place
within a city of danger.

A city of danger

because here also
is the headquarters

of police
Lieutenant Philip Gerard.

No, the last entry
I have

on the Bellamy case is,
uh, two weeks ago.

Then you didn't see
this report.

No.

Kingsley's.

For a rookie
he's pretty sharp.

Not Richard Kimble?

No, his father.

It's last Tuesday's paper.

Oh, yes.

"Dr. John Kimble
today made a gift

"of his valuable
medical library

"to the University
of Wisconsin.

"The gift was
in the form of a trust,

the terms of which
were not disclosed."

Does this mean something?

If you were away from home
for a long time,

would you read
your hometown newspaper?

Probably.

Why wouldn't Kimble?

Suppose he did see
the item?

I understand from the university
that these books

were the old man's
prize possession.

You mean,
he might worry about it?

Try to get in touch?

( chuckles )

Phil, uh, do you actually think
he'd try to come back here?

No, I guess not.

( sighs )

Ah, Stafford would be
the last place on earth

he'd show his face.

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( dings )

( ringing )

( engine starts )

( laughs )

( cries )

Oh, David.

( phone ringing )

Is that the phone?

If it's one
of my patients--

Or former patients.

--tell 'em doddering
old Doc Kimble is retired.

( phone ringing )

Keep an eye on them.

All right.

( engine revving )

Hello.

Um, just a minute,
please.

Ray.

Ray.

I can't hear myself think!

I'm going down
to feel out the track, sis.

I'm racing tomorrow.

Hello?

Hello.

Hello.

Donna.

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Yes.

Sis, this is Dick.

Dick.

( sobbing )

Dick.

Is it really you?

( chuckles )

( chuckles )

Eh--
Where are you?

( sobbing )

Uh, Donna, stop it.

I haven't got time
for you to go to pieces.

Pull yourself together.

( sighs )

( chuckles )

How are you, sis?

Well, I'm all right.

What's wrong with dad?

Oh, he's all right now,
it's--

It was a--
A heart attack.

No, he-- He bought
the house out here, uh...

Uh, after he got sick,
uh...

And I, uh-- I just bring
the kids up on, uh, weekends.

You're going to have
to tell him I'm here.

I want you to give him
a sedative first.

Well, there--
There are all sorts of bottles.

Find the one marked
"Pronestyl."

Uh, Pronestyl,
I rememb--

I remember that name.

Uh...

I-i-it'll take us about,
uh...

About two hours
to get there.

( both droning )

JOHN:
This year it's scuba diving.

( sighs )

What's the matter?

The house in town
burn down?

( chuckles )

Well, it was the phone call,
wasn't it?

Pronestyl?

It must have been
some kind of bad news.

No.

But whoever called
suggested Pronestyl.

Not many doctors
would--

Of course, I would,
and--

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Yes.

Where is he?

He's at the old house,
in the-- In the city.

Mommy, you saying goodbye
to Grandpa?

No, no, David.
We're all going back to town.

( sighs )

What about Ray?

Oh, yes.
Go tell him.

Should I?

Well, of course,
tell him.

You know how he's been
talking lately.

Wouldn't it be better
if, uh--

Go tell your brother.

I'll take care
of the children.

( engines revving )

( engine revving )

Ray...

Gotta talk to you.

What's up?

Go ahead.

Dick's home.

Arrested?

No, he's, uh--

He's not gonna
give himself up.

No, the police don't even know
he's in the city.

He's over at the old house.

Ray.

No.

You've got to come.

No.

Don't you understand?
He's home.

I've got to groove the car
for tomorrow's race.

He's your brother.

Donna,
you stay off my back.

Ray, you haven't seen him
in two years.

Get out of my way!
Come home with us.

Ray!
Get out of my way!

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Grandpa said he wasn't
coming here any more.

Ray should have come
with us.

He should have come.
He should have.

Donna.

What's the matter, Grandpa?

Uh...

I hate to take medicine.
Just like you.

I wanna go in, Mommy.

Donna, you take
the children home.

Oh, now, here.
Let me help you.

No, well, I'm--
I'm all right.

I wanna go in, Mommy.

No, we have to go home.

Daddy's waiting for us.

Father.

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Then you haven't
lost hope.

Well, sometimes, almost.

But I'll outrun Gerard.

I'll outlast him.

I'll live long enough
for him to see me cleared.

That's enough about me.

How 'bout you?

How's your heart?

Ah, just simple myocarditis.

How did you know
something was wrong?

That is, wrong enough
to come back here

within the reach
of Gerard?

The Stafford Times.

I, uh--

I hit all the out-of-town
newsstands, uh...

Oh, oh, you read the item
about my library.

I picked it up in Chicago
about a week ago.

I knew you'd never give away
your books unless--

Ah. It's time
for me to retire.

Make way
for younger men.

Yeah, I guess these, uh,

last two years have been enough
to bring on a heart attack.

Not because of you,
Dick.

Not because of me,
then--?

What? Dick...

35 years ago
I went in for pediatrics.

I gave sound advice
to parents

on how to raise children,

but I didn't
take it myself.

You see,

you were
my first son.

I loved you first...

and I'm afraid
I loved you more.

Well, you were stronger,
you were brighter,

you were more fit
to be a doctor.

It was you my colleagues
patted on the head.

Not your brother,

never your brother.

Well, what does that have
to do--?

( car door closes )

( tense theme playing )

( sighs )

It's Leonard.

Donna's husband.

Uh, Dick,
didn't you hear me?

It's Leonard.

Donna must have
told him.

Well, now, you don't think
that he would--

All right.

Dick.

Donna told me.
I had to come.

Just for a few seconds
to let you know.

Thanks, Len.

You know,
we're still hoping.

And doing what we can,
with all the money we can spare.

The lawyer too.

Just hold on.

We'll find the man
who did it.

I appreciate it, Len.

It's good to see you.

I-I'm flying East
on business tonight.

Now, is there anything
else I can do?

No.

Uh, Donna's in the car
with the kids.

I'll run 'em home.

She can't wait
to come in.

You better get
your handbag out of here.

Uh, your old room
is still upstairs.

I think I'll go
and lie down for a moment.

You feel all right, Dad?

The best I've felt
in two years.

( mellow theme playing )

Dick.

I'm glad you came.

DONNA:
Dick.

Hi, Donna.

( Donna chuckles )

Mwah.

Tsk.

Well...

( sighs )

Let me look at you.

Your hair's different.

( stammers )

They're looking for a man
with gray hair.

I, uh, thought I'd
make it tougher for 'em.

( chuckles )

It was--

It was dangerous,
your coming here.

You could have called.

Yeah.

Yeah, I could have called.

You would have told me
that dad was fine,

everything was dandy.

Wouldn't you?

What's worrying dad?

Well, you know,
it's his heart.

I mean,
the reason for it.

All this talk about, uh,
blaming himself, uh...

Me and Ray years ago,
favoritism.

I don't understand it.
What's it got to do with Ray?

Nothing, it's, uh--

It's just that he doesn't
blame you

for his heart attack.

Ray was at the Meadows,
wasn't he?

Why didn't he come
with you?

What's all the secret about?

Tsk, all right.

Sometimes, I think Ray...

doesn't care
whether he lives or dies.

Come on,
I'll make us some coffee.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( car door closes )

( chuckles )

Ray.

Hi, Dick.

What's the matter?

What do you mean?

( chuckles )

Well, I didn't sneak back
like a thief

after two years
for this kind of greeting.

What's bothering you?

You and dad?

Well, nothing.

Donna tells me that,
uh, you're racing.

That you drive
like a fool.

You take too many chances.
Chances that could kill you.

And that you hold a job
for about three months,

that's about it for you.

You drink too much,
you...

run around back alleys and...

spend over your head.

You tell your friends off.

You do the same thing
to Donna.

You weren't
like this when I left.

I came back from the Meadows
to say hello.

Donna thought I should.

You look okay.

Ray, dad is 70 years old.

The human body wears out.
The--

The heart gets weak.
Under a strain it breaks.

Now, my trouble is enough
for him. Why you?

You want to kill him?

What happened?

You.

What...?

Did Donna tell you
I didn't get married?

Well, she, uh--

She told me that you
and Betty broke up, but...

not on account of me.

After ten years.

We didn't get married
in high school or college.

We were the sensible type.

We waited
till I got my degree,

and then we waited till I became
a real live engineer.

And then we waited
till the right job came along.

And finally we bought
the ring.

And then two years ago,
next month,

she left me...

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on account of you.

Betty, uh, was at the trial.

She stuck with you
all the way through it.

Three months of it.

And through
the appeals too.

She fought her mother
and father all the way, heh.

Almost all the way.

And then you escaped.

And it was Kimble
in the headlines,

Kimble on radio,
on TV--

Couldn't get it out
of your ears.

Well, that did it.

They broke her down.

But, Ray,
you're not me.

That's not the way
her father saw it.

To him
I'm Richard Kimble's brother.

And that's the way
most people see it.

Heh, you want to know
about my jobs?

Well, I hold them until somebody
finds out who I am.

The, uh--
You know, the client

or the board of directors.

And then I'm out.

Donna didn't tell me that.

I guess I should have
realized how...tough

they'd be on you
around here.

You blame 'em?

Well, do you blame me?

They do.

They followed
the trial,

they read the newspapers,
the evidence.

They knew you and Helen
were arguing and fighting.

They think you
killed her.

That's a lie.

My last boss
believed it.

They all believed it.

Do you?

The jury believed it.

I'm asking you.

The appeals court
believed it.

Ray, I want to know
what you think.

What do I think?

What difference
does it make?

All I've known
is that all my life

it's been you first
and me second.

Dad was always
for you first.

He never cared
about me.

Ray.
That isn't true.

That's another lie.

( sighs )

That's how
it's always been.

The short,
hard end of the stick.

Now, where you going?

I got some back alleys
to visit.

( door opens, closes )

I'm sorry, Dick.

W-we'll--
We'll work it out somehow.

Yeah-- Yeah, sure,
even if I--

Ah, I'm too tough
an old goat to kill.

It's dark, Dick.

It's time for you
to go.

( mellow theme playing )

I can't, Dad.
I've--

I got to work this out
with Ray before I go.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( bells tolling )

( sighs )

( engine starts )

I've been watching you
since dawn.

Watching and thinking.

Two years is a lot
to make up.

I waited up for Ray.

I hoped he'd come back.

How could he think
I did it.

Ray loves you, Dick.

I know that he does.

( car doors close )

( conversing indistinctly )

Donna.

I told her I wanted
to see the children.

Well, so long
as they don't see you.

Heh, in five minutes it would be
all over the neighborhood.

You can watch them
from my room.

Come, on,
it's all right.

( door opens )

DONNA:
All right. You can play
in the house.

But remember the rules.

Let Grandpa rest
and stay out of his room.

And don't tear anything up.

( mellow theme playing )

I'm shot!

I'm stuck
in the heart.

I'm chokin'.

I'm bleedin'.

I'm starvin'.

I'm chokin'.

I'm starvin'.

( kids yelling )

They're wonderful kids,
Donna.

DAVID:
I'm freezin'.

A mountain.
A mountain.

I'm shot.

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh.

( sighs )

Ray didn't come back
last night.

I've got to see him tonight
before I go.

Tsk, he's probably out
at the Meadows.

He's racing
this afternoon again.

( siren wailing )

( siren stops )

( tense theme playing )

Well, well, well,
well, well.

It must have been a mortal sin
you've committed

to be in such a hurry
to church

this fine Sunday morning.

( sighs )

It's a license to drive,

not to commit murder
or suicide.

Go to the station.

I'll be right behind you.

A couple of minutes,
Flaherty.

Come with me.

Lieutenant Gerard.
Hello, Flaherty.

I just picked up Ray Kimble
on a speeding charge.

You want to talk
to him?

Yeah.

Come in. Sit down.

Speeding again.

Gray Porsche Roadster.

Bought new,
1961, by Richard Kimble.

License number 2U6-987.

Registration transferred
to Ray Kimble,

October 18th, 1961.

You know all about us.

Yes, I do.

I see by the papers that you're,
uh, racing this afternoon.

That's right.

I read about your father's
gift to the university.

Hm, his medical library?

Yeah, how does he like
living out at the Meadows,

now that he's retired?

There's nothing to keep him
here in Stafford.

Oh, I didn't know he'd sold
his house already.

Well, he didn't, uh,

as a matter of fact,
he drove in yesterday

to see if everything
was all right.

Won't do his heart much good

driving with you
in a sports car.

I didn't drive him in.
My sister did.

I should think
between you and your sister

you could spare him the strain
of coming in at all.

And you say
you're racing today?

Tsk, yes, why?

Well, I thought drivers tuned
and babied their cars

right up
till starting time.

Why did you say
you came in?

Ready for him,
lieutenant.

Yeah, fine.

It's going to be $50
or five days this time.

I got the $50.

Oh, b--
By the way, Gerard,

my brother's hair
is gray.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( whistling )

Hello,
good morning.

How are you today?
Fine.

Gerard.

Uh...

Dad, do you have
your medicine?

Yes.

Well, take some
and go to bed.

You're too sick
to see him.

Eh, Donna.

Let him in.

Act as though you have
nothing to hide.

Keep the children
out there.

Donna.

The coffee cups.

( tense theme playing )

I'm glad to see
that you get your hands

as dirty as my boy.

Lieutenant Gerard.

Good morning.

I wonder if I might
come in for a moment.

If it's official,
I suppose so.

Thank you.

DONNA:
David, you and Billy
play outside.

Have you heard
from your brother lately?

Richard?

Tsk, you certainly can't
expect me to answer that.

No, I suppose not.

Then why are you here?

Well, not to search
the house.

I'd need a warrant
for that.

I understand the doctor's
moved out to the Meadows.

Retired.

I was sorry to hear
about his illness.

He's sleeping.

( sighs )

I talked to your brother
this morning.

Ray?
Mm-hm.

What's he done?

Speeding.

He paid his fine.

DONNA:
I haven't seen him today.

You all came in,
didn't you?

The children got to be
too much for my father.

I'm taking him back
this afternoon.

I-I don't know
what the point

of your visit is,
lieutenant--

DAVID:
Mommy!

Mommy, we're hungry!

Can we have something
to eat?

Last night
you promised ice cream.

And if we played
in the yard,

you promised ice cream--

Uh, David, stop that.

Now, we have company,

as soon
as this gentlemen leaves--

But I'm starvin'.

And Billy's starvin'.

And you promised.

DONNA:
Uh, I'm afraid, um--

You'll have to excuse me.

GERARD:
Of course.

Do you want me to give you
a shoeshine?

No, David.

The man doesn't want a shine,
and you want lunch.

It's real good
shoe polish.

You can give me
a shine the next time.

Wait a minute!

Wait a m--

Where did--?

I'll keep the shoe polish,
David, uh...

You go on back outside.

In five minutes
I'll have lunch for you, okay?

Mm-hm.

( footsteps approaching )

( sighs )

David must have found it
in your bag upstairs.

Gerard could have
seen it.

He didn't.

I wonder
what brought him here.

Ray...

was picked up
for speeding this morning.

Gerard talked to him.

I don't mean
that Ray would, uh...

I know that.

Eh, but, Donna,
I've got to talk to him.

I've got to see him.

Will he be out
at the house today?

Probably.
He's racing this afternoon.

I can take you out
in the car.

That'll be safer, Dick.

( mellow theme playing )

You'll be transporting
a fugitive.

I'd be protecting
my son.

( dramatic theme playing )

( engines revving )

( suspenseful theme playing )

It's all right.

Where's Ray?

He must be down
at the track.

Get him
and bring him back.

What will you say to him?

I don't know.

Before I go
I've got to make him

believe I didn't do it.

( engines revving )

Whew. Hey.

I thought you were
all in town.

Dick's here.

Where?

He's up on the hill.
He has to talk to you.

I got nothing to say
to him.

He's going as soon
as it gets dark.

Well, good.
Let him go.

He is your brother.

I'm not gonna
see him.

I've got time
for a couple of more laps.

Dear God,
don't do this to him!

Hey, wai--
Does he know that--?

Go tell Dick.

Donna.

You go.

You can drive off
the course out

on the far side
of the track.

He'll never see you.

I'll stay here
and talk to him.

Hello.

Are you going?

Yeah, I'm going around
a couple more times.

( engine starts )

Ray.
Be careful.

Why are you
following me?

I'm not.

I thought maybe I could
have another talk

with your brother about...

( dramatic theme playing )

He's coming.

I think it'll be better
if I saw him alone.

( door closes )

Gerard's here.

You hear me?

Yeah, I heard you.

He may be
on to something.

You got to get out.

Ray, why do you race?

You never liked it before.
You were afraid of it.

What are you trying to do
to yourself?

( chuckles )

Can I mess things up
any more

than they already are?

Dick, Gerard.

He's down there
at the track.

Look, I know everything's
blown up in your face.

Your work,
your marriage, me.

Especially me.

But if I'm caught,
people'll forget.

I don't want you
to get caught.

I don't intend to
until I'm cleared,

but until then
you got to work out

some kind of decent life
for yourself.

With your ghost hanging
over me?

Forget me.

Forget what happened
two years ago?

You can't make yourself
say it, can you?

You can't get
yourself to say

that you think
I killed my wife.

I didn't say that.

But you thought it,
didn't you?

Look, I lived
under the same roof with you,

I ate at the same table.

When you were a--
A little kid, you...

You got scared,
you used to come in

and crawl under my bed.

You see any killer
in me then?

Can't you believe me?

I want to.

I've tried to.

But you can't?

Dick,
I wanna believe you.

Make me believe you.
How?!

What am I supposed
to do for you?

Uh-- Live the million pieces
of our lives over again.

Yours, mine's, dad's?

A-am I suppose
to live them over

so that they add up
to your believing me?

Prove it to me.

( tense theme playing )

What are you
gonna do?

I'm gonna prove to you
that I'm not afraid to die.

Dick, you're out
in the open.

Where you going?
Down there.

Gerard's down there.

I know.

He'll take you back up
to state prison

like he did before.

Some things need
a lot of proof.

No, wait a minute, Dick.

I can't let you.

If there was any other way
to prove it, I would.

This time
they'll kill you.

The idea doesn't
frighten you too much

after you've been on the run
a couple of years.

But running,
at least you stay alive,

you buy time.

Time to what?

Time to tell myself
my brother thinks I'm guilty?

No, wait.

You mean,
you'd go down there

and you'll let him
take you,

just to prove to me
that you aren't...?

If I were drowning,
wouldn't you jump in for me?

Ah, Dick.

Let's don't go down there.

Now, get in the car. I--

I want to say goodbye
to dad.

( door closes )

( mellow theme playing )

Is it all right?

It's all right.

Ray is gonna
drive me out.

Uh, Dick...

My-- My books...

they were a gift to
the university on condition--

On condition
that they be returned to you

the day
that you're cleared.

( mellow theme playing )

What made you think
Ray came here?

I don't know.

He entered in the race,
but then he didn't show.

He's been thinking
of giving up fast cars.

Maybe he made up his mind
just before the race.

Well, ah, I'll tell him you
were looking for him.

Ah, yes.
Well, thank you, doctor.

( dramatic theme playing )

NARRATOR:
Home is the sailor

Home from the sea

And the hunter home
From the hill.

But for Richard Kimble,
not yet.

Not yet.

( dramatic theme playing )