All language subtitles for The Fugitive 2x14

( 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
10 cents.

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: