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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!

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.

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-?

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.

Dick.

I'm glad you came.

Dick.

Hi, Donna.

Mwah.

Tsk.

Well...

Let me look at you.

Your hair's different.

They're looking for a man with gray hair.

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

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.

Ray.

Hi, Dick.

What's the matter?

What do you mean?

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...

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.

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.

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.

I can't, Dad. I've-

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

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.

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.

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.

I'm shot!

I'm stuck in the heart.

I'm chokin'.

I'm bleedin'.

I'm starvin'.

I'm chokin'.

I'm starvin'.

They're wonderful kids, Donna.

I'm freezin'.

A mountain. A mountain.

I'm shot.

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

I talked to your brother this morning.

Ray? Mm-hm.

What's he done?

Speeding.

He paid his fine.

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-

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.

Uh, I'm afraid, um-

You'll have to excuse me.

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.

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.

You'll be transporting a fugitive.

I'd be protecting my son.

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.

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.

Ray. Be careful.

Why are you following me?

I'm not.

I thought maybe I could have another talk

with your brother about...

He's coming.

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

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?

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.

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.

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.

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.

Home is the sailor

Home from the sea

And the hunter home From the hill.

But for Richard Kimble, not yet.

Not yet.