All language subtitles for The Fugitive 2x28

We're all gonna get out of here
tomorrow morning, free as birds.

How do we do that?

You're gonna be a soldier,
a friend of her husband's.

She'll drive. She'll be
driving you back to your base.

What about you and Mooney?

We'll be in the trunk
behind the rear seat.

I cut a little hole back there

and I stick a gun through it.

It'll be pointing at her head
and at yours.

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 train wreck freed him

en route to the death house.

Freed him to hide
in lonely desperation,

to change his identity,
to toil at many jobs.

Freed him to search
for a one-armed man

he saw leave the scene
of the crime.

Freed him to run
before the relentless pursuit

of the police lieutenant
obsessed with his capture.

ANNOUNCER:
The guest stars
in tonight's story:

Paul Richards,

Lou Antonio.

And special guest star
Shirley Knight.

ANNOUNCER:

( dramatic theme playing )

( police sirens wailing )

( train bell dinging )

NARRATOR:
One community appears
much like any other

to a man who travels a lot.

To Richard Kimble, fugitive,

some are friendlier
than others,

some more colorful.

But they all have one thing
in common:

danger.

( ominous theme playing )

( train horn blows )

MAN:
Hello, there.

Come over here.

Mooney, why--? Why don't you see
what he's got there?

I wouldn't do that.

Who are you?

Morse. Ed Morse.

You don't, uh--?
You don't know who we are?

No.

Of course not.

How would you possibly know
a thing like that?

If that's where you're from,
it's your business.

I've got troubles of my own.

Police troubles?

Maybe.

Are you hurt?

Look, uh...

just be quiet, huh?

All right?

This ought
to fit you fine.

( train whistle blowing )

( mellow theme playing )

I got nothing to offer you,
Smiley.

You know that.

Hello, Pete.

Sheriff, I heard the APB.

Dispatcher said you got four.

Five, counting him.

Two dead, one dying,
one still unconscious.

Three more to go.

Smiley, you'll be going back
tomorrow

or the next day
or maybe the day after that.

That's right.

After you tell us about
Pinkerton and the others.

You know the routine.

I got nothing to tell.

He goes one way,
we go the other. That's all.

( phone ringing )

Peterson.

What?

When did it happen?

Yeah, I'll tell him.

Cogan just died.

What good you figure it's doing
to help Pinky, anyway?

I don't care about Pinky
much.

I'd just like to make it as
tough for you people as I can.

I appreciate what you're saying,
Smiley.

You've made it
pretty tough already.

But that works both ways,
of course. You know that.

The only difference is
I don't particularly enjoy

making it tough on you.

( melancholy theme playing )

Sheriff.

By train. Pinky and
the other two went by train.

That's all I can tell you.
They hopped a freight.

( dramatic theme playing )

( train horn honking )

I wouldn't put that
white shirt on over that.

Yeah.

H-hand me that T-shirt,
will you?

I may be able to stop
the bleeding.

Why? Are you a doc?

Well, I know a little medicine.

Well, tell me something:
Why, uh...?

Why should you
wanna help me, huh?

I mean, what--?
What's in it for you?

My life, maybe.

And yours.

Now, I'm not going to be much
help to him, am I?

PINKERTON:
No.

What makes you think
we'd kill you?

A guess.

You might have a point too.

Maybe he is in trouble
with the cops.

Well, what do you expect him
to say, right?

Pinky, I don't see--
Look, Matt,

now, there are gonna be things
we're gonna have to do

that neither of us
is gonna like very much.

We talked about that.

Uh, I-- I don't like it any--
Any more than you do.

The odds are you'll bleed to
death before this train stops.

Like he did.

Now, I've forgotten more about
poker than you'll ever know,

so I recognize a bluff
when I see one.

Not a bad try, though.

Suppose you don't know
that much about it?

Suppose you hurt him worse?
Yeah.

Take a look at him.

He's gonna get worse
if that bullet's still in him.

As a matter of fact,
the bullet could kill him

even before he bled to death,
like he did.

( dramatic theme playing )

All right.

Make a deal first.

You got it. Just, um,
get started, will you?

Get that crate over there.

All right,
lie down.

I'll need that knife.

Easy.

If he lives, I live,
right?

Right, right, right.

And if he doesn't,
you don't.

Now, you heard
what he said, doc.

Hey, you don't mind
if I call you doc, do you?

It'll give me
a little more confidence.

Get one of those doors.
I need some light.

( dramatic theme playing )

Fellows, the State Patrol's
handling the whole deal,

so we'll know more
about that later on.

Good evening.
How do?

I'm Lieutenant Peterson.

These fellows
were up from Topeka.

That security office
really moves when it has to.

PETERSON:
I certainly appreciate
your help.

What time is the freight due?

Seven o'clock.

Oh, we'll throw a red block
on it.

Now, I want every car searched.

You boys are more experienced
in this than I am,

so whatever methods you
wanna use is all right with me.

My, uh, partner and I
will follow your lead.

And thank you, fellas.

( dramatic theme playing )

( train whistle blowing )

That's a good job.

Professional.

Maybe you are a doctor,
huh?

Is he unconscious?

It's more likely
he's asleep.

Loss of blood
makes him weak.

How long
since he's has food?

Uh, nine, ten hours.

We busted out
right after breakfast.

Well, he needs food.

How'd you get mixed up
in this prison break?

You couldn't have had
that much more time to serve.

What do you know
about it?

You're Matt Mooney,
aren't you?

Weren't you once
a middleweight contender?

Yeah.

I read about you.

What was the charge,
manslaughter?

( sighs )

I hit a guy and he died.

Only it wasn't
in the ring.

Anybody else and it would've
probably been self-defense,

but not me.

They say these
are deadly weapons.

They gave me five years.

What about them?

Lifers.

Look, don't ask me
any more questions, okay?

( train whistle blows )

Hey, we're slowing down.

We're not supposed to stop again
till we hit Kansas City.

Something's wrong.

Mooney? Where are we?

I don't know.

Some kind of depot up ahead.
A big one.

Give me a hand.

Easy.

As soon as this thing stops,
we get off.

Doc, you come along.

We may need you.

Mooney, where's the gun?

Oh.

You coming, doc?

( train brakes squeal )

( action theme playing )

Better go get him, Matt.

You gonna be all right?
Look, just get him, will you?

I-in one piece.
Go on.

You coming quiet?

( dramatic theme playing )

Pete.

( doorbell rings )

Yes?

KIMBLE:
I-I'm sorry to bother you,
ma'am, but I'm--

Well, I'm having car trouble
down the street here.

Would you mind if I use
your phone for just a minute?

On, no,
I wouldn't mind.

Thank you.

Um, please don't
be frightened.

Are you alone, ma'am?

Yes, I am.

Well, because the, uh--
The table is set for two.

I'm expecting
my daughter home.

Oh, just your daughter?
I mean, no, uh--

No husband or no son--
Son-in-law?

No. Well, my daughter and I
are both widows.

I have pictures.

Quite a lot of them.

Nobody else here.

What's your name, ma'am?

Mrs. Ross.

Margaret Ross.

PINKERTON:
Oh, may I call you Margaret?

Yes, you may.

Thank you.

Well, Margaret, uh,
my friends and I

are going to be staying with you
for a while.

I-I don't know exactly
how long,

but, uh, well, we don't want
anybody to know about it.

So you won't try to tell.

I won't tell.

PINKERTON:
Fine.

Now, I could, uh--

I could use some rest

and I'm sure we could all use
something to eat.

All right.

Doc,

why don't you turn
this thing on and--?

And that radio off?

ANNOUNCER ( over TV ):
And now all but three
of the escaped convicts

are either dead or in custody.

An all points bulletin
has alerted police

throughout the state.

Here are descriptions of
the three men still at large.

( ominous theme playing )

This interruption in your
regularly-scheduled program

was at the request
of the State Patrol.

We now return you
to The Late Show--

( TV clicks off )

You, uh, watch,
uh, what's-his-name.

Your daughter?

Yes, I think so.

You think so. Now, who else
would be coming here?

I mean,
is it your daughter?

Yes, it is.
Fine.

You won't hurt her?

Of course not.

Not if I don't have to.

Mama, I'm home.

Quiet, now.
Don't yell.

MARGARET:
Try not to be upset, dear.

We won't be harmed
if we don't cause any trouble.

Mama, are you all right?

Oh, yes. Uh, these men
are escaped prisoners, you know.

Well, well.
Uh, Margaret,

do you, uh--?

Do you remember our names
well enough

to introduce us
to your daughter?

Yes, I believe I do.

Uh, Mona, this is, uh,
Mr. Matt Mooney,

uh, Mr. Pinkerton.

And, uh, this is
Dr. Richard Kimble.

How did you know that?

Oh, she reads a lot.

Crime magazines.

Richard Kimble,
the, uh... doctor, sure.

The one who strangled his wife.
Now, you see, Mooney?

You're not the only one of us
who kills people with his hands.

Well, it looks like I'm less
primitive than either of you.

Margaret, uh, I think we've had
enough delays, don't you?

Uh, why don't we eat?

Yes.

Uh, not you, Mona.

No, you stay with us.

Insurance against your mother
trying to trot out of here

or maybe telephoning.

Maybe we should cut
the phone wire.

PINKERTON:
No, maybe we shouldn't.

If the police phone here
and find the dead wire,

they just might have brains
enough to come right out here.

Now, you sit right over here
with us. Oh, don't worry.

You have nothing to fear,
at least not from me.

I'm wounded.

Uh, she brought some liquor
with her.

( chuckles )

That's very nice.

All right.

You and Mona fix drinks
for all of us.

Uh, make mine very light.

How long you been running now,
doctor?

Two years.

Two years.

Remarkable.

Well, that ought
to convince you

I'm not gonna tell
anyone where you are,

especially the police.

Oh, not in person, naturally,
but there's nothing to keep you

from picking up the telephone
and finking on us anonymously.

You know, I have to stop
using expressions like that.

It's the company I've been
keeping the last few years.

Besides, this, uh,
side of mine

still hurts like the devil.

Anyway,
I like your company.

Do you realize how long
it's been

since I talked to anybody
that's had an IQ of over 70?

Aren't you underestimating
Mooney?

Not much.

Excuse me.
Thank you.

Well, Mooney, uh, we can drink
to our new friends,

our new freedom.

Hey, watch it!

I'm sorry.

Oh.

That's all right.

( car horn honks distantly )

Cops.

Now get in the kitchen
with the old lady. Help me.

Now, Mona,
one bit of trouble from you,

and no more Mommy.

Now, you understand that?

Kimble, bring your drink.

Mona, get rid of them.

( doorbell rings )

Hi.

Hello, Pete.
What a nice surprise.

Would you like a drink?

Well, I would love one,
except that I'm on duty.

Can I use your phone?

Yes, of course.

Thank you.

Oh, Pete?
Hm?

Don't go
into the kitchen.

I don't want you to see
the mess that it's in.

Um, why don't you use
the phone in my bedroom?

All right. Thank you.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

Yes, sir. I'm pretty sure that
it was Frank Vincent's body,

but I don't think
the bloodstained cloth was his.

There was some other stuff
in the car.

It's my guess is that one
of the other men was wounded.

Barney went down to the lab
to check out the blood type.

Yes, sir. That's right.

Now, I need eight extra men
on the roadblocks I've set up.

Thank you, sir.

( hangs up phone )

I want you to lock the door,
Mona.

And I don't want you to let
anybody in unless you know them.

Now, you tell
your mother that too.

By the way, where is she?

Oh, she, uh--
She felt a cold coming on

and she's lying down.

Last time I-- I looked,
she was asleep.

Well, I'm sorry.
Give her my regards.

Pete...

um, be careful.

Thank you, Mona.

Now, I don't know whether those
men are in the area or not,

but if they are,
they'll most likely come here.

So I'm gonna have your place
patrolled.

Oh, I-I don't think you--

I do.

Now, there'll be some spotlights
coming over your house

now and then,
but don't let it bother you.

All right.

Good night.

Good night.

( car door slams )

( engine starts )

Very good.

Oh, thank you.

Let's eat.

Yes, let's do.

I'm starved.

PINKERTON:
Margaret,
that was a wonderful dinner.

We're all indebted to you.

Thank you very much.

Mama, how many of those
have you taken?

Well, I really don't know, dear.
I'm afraid I've lost count.

Are they tranquilizers?

Yes, doctor.
Tranquilizers.

They make me very tranquil.

Such a lovely word.

Tranquil.

Um, your mother's hooked,
isn't she?

She's, uh-- She's not supposed
to get upset.

It's bad for her ulcer.

I never do get upset.

The moment I think I might,
I take another pill.

They work real fine,
and, uh, they're not harmful.

And it makes me
very tranquil.

Mama, you're sleepy.

Matt.

Uh, why don't you go
with them

and lock Margaret's door
and bring me the key?

You're still a gentleman,
doctor,

even after running
for a couple of years.

Why not?

Uh...

Mona.

Uh, how--? How long
have you been a widow?

Long enough.
Almost a year.

I see. I don't suppose that any
of the, uh, departed's clothes

are still here?

Some.

Mostly uniforms.

Unif--
Oh, he was a soldier?

He died gloriously
in the service of his country?

Not exactly.

He was killed in a jeep accident
at the base.

I see.

Well, would his uniforms
fit any of us?

He was about the same size
as the doctor.

Kimble? I see.

Well, you know, uh, that--

That just might be very helpful.

I could use a little help
with the dishes.

I'll do it.

Uh, she likes you
and Mooney is jealous.

She's not a very bright girl.

Oh, she knows what she's doing.

No, she doesn't.
She thinks this is a game.

Well, then she's not
a very bright girl,

and she deserves to lose.

Now, I've got this whole thing
figured out.

We're all gonna get out of here
tomorrow morning, free as birds.

How do we do that?

You're gonna be a soldier,
a friend of her husband's.

She'll drive. She'll be
driving you back to your base.

What about you and Mooney?

We'll be in the trunk,
behind the rear seat.

I cut a little hole back there

and I stick a gun through it.

It'll be pointing at her head
and at yours.

Oh.

How did I get, uh, in here
in the first place?

Oh, uh...

( snaps fingers )

...you were already here.

You were napping in the den
when that cop came in.

Now, she didn't
wanna mention it

because, well,

she didn't wanna
give him the wrong impression.

Well, this thing is, uh...

You'd better give that
some rest.

Yeah.

Hey, doctor, I-- I hope you
haven't forgotten everything

you learned in medical school.

Oh, Mooney.

Look, I've, uh--
I gotta get some sleep.

Keep an eye on the girl,
if you don't mind.

Okay.

And, uh,
if she goes to sleep,

make sure that her door is open.

What about him?

Oh, he's not going anywhere.

Doctor, I'll call you
if I need you.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( sighs )

Um, look at me.
I'm soaking wet.

I'll be right back.

Well, you heard what Pinky said.
I have to keep an eye on her.

( laughing )

No. Don't do that.

( grunting )

Don't!

Come on.

Mooney, don't rough up
the doctor.

Thank you. He--
He wouldn't stop.

Just what
do you expect?

You've been flirting
with the big, bad criminals

ever since you came in.

That isn't true.

Isn't it?

I didn't mean for him.
He's an animal.

KIMBLE:
Everyone's an animal.

Some are just worse
than others.

Do you know what makes them
that way? Other people.

Speaking from personal
experience, no doubt.

KIMBLE:
No doubt.

Now, he's no big,
bad criminal.

He happened to kill a man
accidentally.

But he can turn into one

with a little help from people
like you and you.

You know, you're certainly
making it difficult

for a man
to get any sleep.

Come on, Mooney.
Now, you leave the doctor alone

because I need him.

Come on.

I'm sorry, I...

Forget it.

I, uh-- I've never known
any men like them

or-- Or you before.

My husband-- The men in my life

haven't been what you would call
colorful.

You know what I mean?

There's nothing like
running from the law

to make a man colorful.

That isn't what I mean.

What I'm trying to say
is I was wrong.

I guess I've been wrong
for a long time

about what's exciting
and what isn't.

PINKERTON:
And then we head for Florida.

I have friends down there.

Now, is there any reason
why that shouldn't work?

MOONEY:
No, it's good, Pinky.

PINKERTON:
Good.

I'm glad you like it.

Uh, after tomorrow morning,

we won't have any further use
for the girl.

Unless you can think
of something.

( dramatic theme playing )

( eerie theme playing )

Doc?

Doc, listen, this side
is giving me, uh, fits.

Hey, uh-- Easy, now.

Dawn'll be coming up
in a couple of hours.

Not like thunder, I hope.

You'll be able to get
some more sleep.

You need it
more than I do.

I'll tell you something,
doctor.

If it weren't
for that side,

I'd be sleeping like a baby
right now.

Not a worry in the world,
huh?

Not a worry in the world,
that's right.

No, there's nothing in this life
that I'm lacking right now,

except a little money.

And I, uh-- I don't think
it'll be too difficult for me

to get some of that.

Well, it's nice to have
a profession to fall back on.

( laughs )

( clears throat ):
A profession, huh?

Hey, easy.

Yeah, a profession.

Uh, science, uh, skill.

Although I-- I don't think

that you totally approve
of my profession.

I'll tell you something,
though.

I never--

Hey.

I never, um--
I never killed anybody, ahem,

that was of any use to society,
at least no good use.

Most of those that I killed

were the well-known enemies of.

You know, I spent eight years
in med school

and quite a few years
practicing medicine

just to preserve lives.

Hey.

And all that while you were
taking them away faster

than I could save them.

Well, the, uh, ahem--
The funny thing is

that you and I are wanted
for exactly the same crime.

Not because I tried
your business,

but because you tried mine.

And, doctor, you--
You were an amateur at it.

What are you doing? What's
the matter? I wake you up?

I didn't know
where you were.

I'm right here.

Listen, Mooney,
is the girl still awake?

No, she's asleep.

Well, tell her I need
some of those pills.

Wake her up.

Uh, what--?
What was I saying?

Oh, yeah, yeah. You and I
are in the same predicament,

only we're...

We're not
in the same category.

By all definitions,
you are a murderer.

And, uh, I'm not.

You're just a killer.

Just a--

( chuckles ):
Well, yeah.

Uh...

Well, now th-that's right.

Uh, but the difference
is this:

That a murderer kills
for personal reasons, right?

I mean, revenge, anger.

Uh, well, some of them
just because they like to.

But not me.

I only kill for money,

except when I had to--
To save my life.

But y-you know something?

I-- I never even, uh,
hated anybody.

You all right?

Thank you.

Am I all right?
Oh, I'm fine.

Listen, now,

I'm gonna get some sleep,

and let's all be ready
to cut out of here by 8:00.

All right?

Just give me a hand.

Doc,
thank you very much.

You did a grand job.

You can go to bed now.

I was dreaming
when he woke me.

What do you think
he'll do afterwards?

Well, I think
you'll be all right.

I'm frightened.

Well, I can't tell you
not to be.

I can't believe
you murdered your wife.

I didn't.

( sighs )

All right.

Can I please tell my mama?

Look, just-- Just do
what I say, will you?

And maybe you'll be back
before your mama wakes up.

Come on, l-let's-- Let's go.

Okay, open it up.

( engine starts )

( horn honks )

PINKERTON:
Who was that?

It was just Lindstrom.

PINKERTON:
Who?

MONA:
Just the housekeeper.

It's all right,
I only waved.

PINKERTON:
Whose housekeeper?

Our cleaning woman.

Going to your house?

I forgot about it.

Oh, fine.

Look, turn around.

MOONEY:
No, Pinky. Why?

PINKERTON:
Just turn around and go back.

Yoo-hoo, Mrs. Ross! I'm here.

Mrs. Ross?

Mrs. Ross?

You still asleep?

Now, Mrs. Ross,
you know better than that.

You hadn't ought to
lock yourself up in that room

like that.

( lock jiggling )

( suspenseful theme swells )

( screams )

I-it's Mrs. Ross. She's dead.

I want the police.
She's been--

( screaming )

MONA:
Mama?

Mama?
KIMBLE: Mona. Mona.

Give me the gun.

Why? I don't understand.

Just give me the gun.
We gotta get out of here.

Get out of here?
Then why we'd come back?

PINKERTON:
Matt, I don't have time
to explain.

Give me the gun.

( Lindstrom crying )

You killed that woman.

That poor woman. Pinky.

Listen, Matt, now, there's
a time when you've got to kill.

I know. It-- It--
It's my business.

I know these things, huh?

Matt, we'll never be free

as long as any of them
get out of here alive.

Now, give me the gun.

Please.

Matt, give me the gun.

You didn't have to.

You don't have to now.

You want to.

( dramatic themeplaying )

Matt, no.

( police siren wailing
in distance )

Don't run.

You got a chance now.

Let them take you back.

( knocking on door )

Get rid of the gun.

Somebody tried to call
the police.

These are the two men
you want.

I give up.

Captain,
what happened here?

Better take a look
in the bedroom.

Go look, find a phone
and call the State Patrol

and get Pete over here.

Oh, captain, stick around till
we get this straightened out.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

Captain, I'm a--

I'm a little confused.

Now, you must have been here
last night when I stopped by.

Yes, I was, uh,
in the den. With them.

Oh. Well, Mona said
nothing about it.

Well, they had a gun.

I was afraid of what
Pinkerton might do.

Well, uh,
if that's all, lieutenant,

I should be getting back
to the post.

You can have my car.

I was going
to drive him, but I...

Well, I will, uh--

I'll have to get a statement
from you on paper.

Well, uh-- Well, is it possible
to, uh, send a man over

to the post headquarters?
I'm in the Operations division.

Yeah, I guess
we can do that.

Better hurry up.

Please say hello
to your wife and your family.

I'll, uh...

find a way to get the car
back to you.

( mellow theme playing )

Mona, your friend,
the captain.

Haven't I seen him
somewhere before?

It's very possible. He--

He was a close friend
of my husband's.

You know, if it hadn't been
for him and Mooney,

I, uh-- I probably
wouldn't be here.

( engine starts )

NARRATOR:
As a doctor, Richard Kimble
was sworn to the preservation

of human life.

Now, years later,
as he travels the lonely path

from city to city
and state to state,

the life he is searching
to save

is his own.

( dramatic theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

[ANNOUNCER READING]