All language subtitles for TheFugitive1x25

( horn blaring )

NARRATOR:
The name: Dr. Richard Kimble.

The destination:
death row, state prison.

The irony:
Richard Kimble is innocent.

Proved guilty, what
Richard Kimble could not prove

was that moments before
discovering

his murdered wife's body,

he saw a one-armed man running
from the vicinity of his home.

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.

( horn blares)

( suspenseful theme playing )

ANNOUNCER:

( dramatic theme playing )

A QM production.

Starring David Janssen
as the fugitive.

With guest stars:

Tim O'Connor,

Lee Grant,

Flip Mark.

( dramatic theme swells )

ANNOUNCER:

( dramatic theme playing )

( lively organ music
playing over speakers )

NARRATOR:
These have been
desperate months

for Richard Kimble,

running in fear.

Someday, somewhere,

someone will recognize him.

Who?

When?

That's what he lives with.

( whistles )

( whistling )

Come on,
let's break it up.

Come on, come on.

Come on.

You all right?

Yeah, I guess so.

Come on,
we'll fix that cut.

All right,
sit on the table.

You better take
your skates off.

What's your name?

Kenny Hallop.

Those, uh...

Those boys might be waiting
for you when you come out.

Got a way home?

My Uncle Joe's coming for me.

( slow jazz music
playing over speakers )

Kenny's in First Aid,
Mr. Hallop.

Over there.

Hurt? What happened?

He got in a fight.

Kenny?

You must be Uncle Joe.

It's not serious,
just a cut.

There were four of 'em, Joe.

They ganged up on me.

Yeah, well,
that's all right, Kenny.

You can tell me about it
in the car.

They started it, honest.

I didn't, uh, get your name.

Bob Davies.

And he's right,
they did start it.

Come on, Kenny.

What's the matter?

Well, we didn't say thanks.

Don't you think we ought to
go back and say thanks?

How many times has your mother
told you to stay out of scraps?

Isn't one face like this
enough in the family?

Come on,
let's get out of here.

( quiet theme playing )

( door closes )

Your Uncle Joe
says that you fell.

You sure
you weren't fighting?

I don't like the crowd
they get at that rink.

Oh, Mom.

Go and get washed up.

I'll fix you
something to eat.

Joe.

( knocking )

Joe, it's me.

Yeah.

You took your time.

Well, I'm busy.

Joe, what happened
at the rink?

I told you.

He got into some
kind of trouble, didn't he?

He fell, I told you.

When you make a mess,
you really don't fool around.

Well, stop packing my stuff away
all the time.

I put something down
for a couple of minutes.

I like a clean place.

JOE:
Pack it up or toss it out.

Doesn't make any difference
if I want it or not.

Like those newspapers
I was saving last summer.

Don't start that again.

You never told me
you were saving them.

A lot of old papers.

You do me a favor?

Will you stay out of my room?

Your room
if I say it's your room.

Joe, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean that.

The whole place
would fall apart without you.

I really
don't know what I'd do.

And Kenny.

Forget it.

( somber theme playing )

I told you before,
there's no danger.

Just so you don't touch it.

( menacing theme playing )

You need anything else?

Joe?

When Mom asked
about my shirt,

what did you say?

I told her you fell.

Picture, Joe?

No, no.

Can I see it?

No, it's nothing at all.

Honest, I won't--

I said no!

Kenny, I'm sorry. I--

I didn't mean to do that,
honest I didn't.

It's just,
I-I-I get like this sometimes,

and I--

Here, Kenny, come here.

Kenny, wait.

( ominous theme playing )

Hey, what's your hurry?

Hi.
( laughs ): Hi.

I, uh, got to thinking,

I realized I hadn't even
thanked you at all.

Can I buy you a drink?

Yeah, why not?

Good.

So when your brother dies
all of a sudden like that,

it's the least you can do
for his wife.

See, I knew that Millie--

Millie, that's my sister-in-law.

I knew the place, the diner,

was too much for Millie
to handle by herself,

so I figured it was time
I pitched in for a while,

you know. For a while.

Two years and I'm still there.
Heh.

( soft jazz music
playing in restaurant )

You drink that stuff
pretty good.

Well, with a face like this,

what else is there to do?

There's no gripe,
you understand.

I understand.

Face like this
ought to be old hat to you

if you were in Korea.

I-- I wasn't. I tried,
they wouldn't take me.

No kidding.

Why not?

I come from a long line
of broken arches.

( giggles )

That's a good one.

( laughs )

All right, Romeo.

You wanna play some games?

( action theme playing )

Break it up! Come on!

Break it up!

Break it up!

All right, Joe,
I know you a long time,

but so help you, you start
another fight in this--

I didn't start it, I tell you!

She did.

Here, you wanna look?
Go on, look at it.

It comes free
with the taxes you pay.

Like a fringe benefit.

Leave her alone or I'll--

All right, that's enough.
Now break it up.

Let's go.

And I hate to hit and run.

Ah, you don't have
to make any excuses.

Come on,
I'll drive you home.

It's not necessary.
I only live a couple of blocks,

at Maybrook hotel.

Maybrook, huh?
That fleabag?

Thank you.
It's handy.

Thanks.
Yeah.

Go on, Scully,

get on your bicycle.

I'm dry.

Getting bad again, huh?

( groans )

When is it good?

Joe, don't fight a dead war.

It's over and done with.

No, not for me, it ain't.

I still got one guy to pay off.

Eh, you'll
get over it some day.

Sure, I will.

When he's dead.

Buy you a drink?

No. No.

( dramatic theme playing )

( organ music
playing over speakers )

Hello.
Hi.

You don't have to worry.
Your friends aren't here today.

How's the cut?

Say, did you get in
another fight? Who hit you?

My Uncle Joe,

but he didn't mean it.

I was grabbing
for one of his pictures

from the Army.

Uncle Joe in the Army?

Sure, in Korea.

Five-twenty-first.

Five-twenty--?

Five-twenty-first,
Company C.

That's what it says
on his discharge.

That's where he got hurt

'cause he was brave
and saved some guy's life.

A medic or something.

I think it was some place
called Chuncheon.

Ever hear of it?

Uh, aren't you gonna skate?

No, sir.
I just came to say thanks.

Anyway, I don't have any money.

Well, here, I have some.

Gee, thanks.

( ominous theme playing )

( sighs )

More coffee, Bert?

No, thanks,
we gotta get rolling.

My turn, Stan.
Go ahead.

Okay.

( register dings )

You look tired, Millie.

You're working too hard.

Where's Joe?

You tell me.

On the bottle again.

( sighs )

Well, its just
when he starts to thinking.

It's like a toothache,
I guess.

The whiskey can't cure it,

but, you know,
it kills the pain.

Look, Millie,

they got help
for people like Joe.

There's all kinds
of agencies in town.

What I mean, uh...

I kind of know my way around,
so if you decide.

That's very nice of you.
Thank you, Bert.

Just call on me.

Hey, easy, easy.

Hey, Mom, where's Joe?

He's not here.

Kenny, wash up
and put an apron on.

I need some help.

Sure, Mom.

Say, Mom,

was it Chuncheon,
where Joe got hurt?

Mm.

I don't know.

Ah, maybe it's in
his Army papers, huh?

( phone rings )

Go on. Move.

( dramatic theme playing )

Look, how many times
do I have to say it?

I don't know when
he's apt to be back.

Well, I'm--

I'm sorry,
but it's important to me.

Can I leave a message?

If he gets back.

Tell him Bob Davies
called to say thank you.

Tell him I'll never forget.

He'll understand.

( line disconnects )

Kenny.

Be right with you.

Kenny, I called you.

Hey, Mom, come here.

I know him.
He works at the rink.

MILLIE:
He's in the Medical Corps.

Yeah, but they've got
his name wrong.

It's not Kimble,
it's Davies.

I stopped by the rink

and they said
you were off,

but, uh, they didn't
say you were leaving.

You know who I am.

You...

You've known
since last night, and...

...well, with a phony name,
you know I'm in trouble.

So, what?

You know why?

Sure, I read about it.

You kept saying
you didn't do it.

I didn't.

Well, that's good enough for me.

Why didn't you say something?

I was just having a little fun.

Wanted to see whether or not
you'd recognize me.

And you ought to,
when a guy saves your life.

Look...

Joe, I didn't
know who it was.

You gotta believe that.

I suppose it's...

If it's not too late, I--

I want to say thank you.

Thank you, Joe.
Wait.

Where--? Where you going?
We got a reunion.

No, I've gotta go.

Why?
Who's gonna find you here?

What's the matter,
you think I'm gonna talk?

Ah, come on, look,
I saved your life,

you don't think
I'd throw it away now?

I'm sorry, Joe.

Wait a minute.

You owe me.
Now, look--

You owe me plenty!

I told you
I didn't know who it was.

When I went down, my head
hit a rock. I blacked out.

Afterwards, I asked around.

I-I-- I tried.

Nobody could tell me anything.

You know what a mess it was.

Yeah, what a mess I still am.

Been kind of rough.

I'm sure.

But now I--
I got another chance.

There's this doctor I have,

he says he can make me
look as good as new.

I wanted to talk to you.

I mean, if you still feel
as if I did something for you.

There's no question.

Well, like I say, the diner,

it's too big for Millie
to handle all by herself.

And I-- I just can't
go to the hospital

and leave her like that
with nobody.

You'll find someone.

Find someone
I can trust? Who?

You don't know the creeps
that come into that place.

She's pretty.

They figure for a lousy
cup of coffee, they--

See, just you being there...

Joe, I...

I wish I could help.

You wish.

I wish a dame could look at me
sometimes without turning away.

I wish this lousy leg of mine
would stop hurting nights.

I wish I could sleep!

Look, I...

Two or three weeks,

a month.

That's all I'm asking.

I give you a whole life.

When would you have it done?

Just a few days,
more like a week.

I'll ask the doc.

It's gonna take you a couple
of days to break in anyway.

Here.

Now, here's
the address of the place.

It's on--
On Lake Street, see?

Tomorrow afternoon, huh?

All right.

And bring your stuff
with you too.

I found you a place
that's near the diner.

I wouldn't leave you
in a dump like this.

You won't run out on me,
now, will you?

I won't run out.

You know something?

You see, it's almost worth it
to have a friend like...

I'll see you tomorrow, then.

( quiet suspenseful
theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

Joe?
Mm-hm?

What do you know
about this doctor?

Know?

Well, he's one of the best.

Tops.

Well, I mean,
how can he do anything?

It's so close to the eye.

All the others said--

Well, maybe he's smarter.

Maybe he's, uh...

better
with his hands.

What's the matter,
you're worried about

running the place alone?

No. I'll get somebody.

I found somebody.

Joe, maybe you should see
the V.A. doctors first.

Now, please don't bug me

with them again, will you?

Just stay out of it.

( ominous theme playing )

Thank you.

( dings )

Oh, boy.

Me and my big mouth.

Forget it.

Millie, I know
I'm hard to take sometimes.

Believe me that
things are gonna be better.

Come on, wait-- Wait and see.

Don't give up on me, Millie.

Who's giving up?

( door opens )

JOE:
Hey, been looking for you.

Come on in here.

Meet the boss.

This is my sister-in-law,
Millie Hallop.

Bob Davies here.

He's Kenny's friend
from the skating rink.

He's the one
that's gonna help us out.

Joe, I'm not so sure
that we need any help.

Now, what are you
talking about?

I mean,
maybe Kenny and I--

No, no,
not on your life.

You can't.

You gotta have a man
around here.

MILLIE:
Joe, we don't have the room.

There's just three rooms.

JOE:
He's not gonna stay here.

I mean,
I found him a place.

Listen, I'll,
uh, drive you over.

Wait until I get my sweater.

( door closes )

Get out.
I don't want you here.

Well, he does.

This is my place. Get out.

Well, who's gonna help you
when Joe goes to the hospital?

I don't need any help. Get out.

Take my word, I have my reasons.

( door opens )

There.

I gotta go to
the doctor this afternoon,

but I'll try and make it back
before the supper crowd.

All right, let's go, huh?

( mysterious theme playing )

So he looks me over
and he says,

"Come on in next week".

So I go in next week.

And the next, and the next.

Four weeks in a row.

Then he say he can do it.

( laughs )
What did you say
his name was?

Haberton.

Ah, he's a big society doctor.

Well, this is it.

Nice and quiet here.

You'll like it.

Quite a ways out.
I suppose there's a bus.

Now, why do you need a bus?

Use my car
while they got me tied down.

Wait a minute.
The key.

I think you'll find
it's a little dusty,

but, uh, the price is right.

Won't cost you a dime.

It's mine.

Bought it
about two years ago.

I started fixing it up
but then I quit.

Why?

Well, what's a guy
buy a house for anyway?

For a girl.

You got a girl?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, I got a girl.

( tense theme playing )

If you mean looking at someone

when she doesn't know
she's being looked at.

If you mean kidding yourself

that she even knows
you're alive.

If you mean
thinking all sorts of

crazy thoughts at night

when the pain
won't let you sleep.

Well, then, yeah.
Yeah, I got a girl.

Have you told her?

( scoffs ):
What's the use?

Well, you started all this.
Why did you quit?

Because I looked at myself
in the mirror one morning.

Because I tried to walk
like a man one day.

A Halloween mask
with a gimpy leg.

Ah, what's the use?

( shatters )

( breathing heavily ):
Hey,

any of that stuff
get on you?

No.

( gasps )

I--

I forgot that stuff was there.

I was cleaning
the brick with it.

About a year ago.

That's muriatic acid.

If that ever got on you,

it could have burned you bad.

Not doing the carpet any good.

Yeah, yeah.

Uh, don't--
No, don't touch that.

I'll get a broom.

( mumbling )

This would have to happen
right now

when I'm pressed for time.

I gotta be
at the doctor's at 4:00.

There.

Listen, uh,

would you mind
eating down at the--?

Down the road a bit,
at the diner, there?

I-- I'll pick you up
tomorrow morning, okay?

Yeah, okay.

Thanks.

All right, I'll--
I'll see you then.

( door closes)

( ominous theme playing )

MAN:
That's right.
We stamp every label like that.

It's our inventory control.

Tells us when
we purchased the item.

"Fifty-nine D," for example,

that would be last November.

How about 66E?

Sixty-six E,
that means that item

would have been
stocked in March,

two months ago.

I don't suppose you
could have sold it to someone

say a year ago?

Not a chance.

Do you sell much muriatic acid?

Oh, some. Not like
we sell toothpaste, though.

Do you know when
you sold the last bottle?

No, no, mister,
that would be pretty hard. We--

Now, wait a minute.

Henry.
Yeah?

Have you sold
any muriatic lately?

Yeah, matter of fact,

last night,
right before closing.

This young fella came in,

a nasty scar on his cheek.

Why, is something wrong?

Now, look, mister, all those
labels are clearly marked.

Muriatic, poison,
hydrochloric acid.

It has nothing to do with you.

What's the matter?
Something happen?

Somebody make a mistake?

Nobody made a mistake.

JOE:
Well, here we are.

Here they are.

Now, we know it's gonna be rough

because we know
they're dug in up there.

So we crawl along
on our bellies, and we pray.

And I mean pray,
you know.

You know,
you just don't say the words.

And it's dark out,

but not dark enough.

You want to spit at the moon
and put it out.

And then,

( imitates man yelling ):
"Medic."

From up there.

"Medic." One of them.

Some of them Commies talked
English better than we did.

I don't know why not.

Sent enough of 'em to college.

Then he yells it again,

"Medic."

And then this guy
we got with us,

this medic,

only been with us
just a couple of days,

he jumps up and he says:

"Where? Where are you?"

And the Commie says: "Here,"

and there he is.

You can see him,

silhouetted against the moon.

And he's throwing.

A grenade, huh?
Yeah.

This medic is standing
right in front of me.

It's like he's nailed
into the ground.

So I jump up
and I hit him out of the way

just about the time
that this apple goes off.

You ever seen a grenade go off?

A rifle will
drill a hole in you.

A machine gun will
chew your arm off maybe.

But a grenade...

( glasses shattering )

( dramatic theme playing )

Boy, you're way out tonight.

What's bugging you?

Nothing.

I'm celebrating.

Celebrating what?

The end of the war.

No, but if Sergeant Keefer
would stop by.

Please, lieutenant.

The first chance
that he gets.

( quiet theme playing )

Mom.

Please.

Thank you very much.

Kenny, you have homework.

Go on.

( door closes )

He tried to dump
acid in my face.

I checked with the doctor.

There's no operation.
There never was.

That's why you wanted me out.

You knew he'd try something.

I was scared,
but I was still hoping.

( sighing ):
Not for you, for him.

He's hurt himself
so much already.

I know.

How? You walked away
on two good legs.

How would you know?

Why did you come back?

He'll kill you.

Why did you
have to come back?

I feel I...

owe him.

Well, maybe
I can't pay it all back.

Maybe...

I can try.

If he feels that
there's someone who cares,

just one someone in this

whole world that cares...

Oh, tell me about it.

Go on, tell me...

Tell me about
somebody who cares.

Go on.

Or should I tell you?

You know what it's like
to turn around suddenly

and wonder
if someone's watching you?

Or to have your hair done
just hoping he'll notice?

Half crazy with
him being so close all day.

And worse when
you're alone at night.

You tell me about it.

Go on, mister.

Tell me about
caring enough to help.

He'll kill you and then
nobody will be able to help.

Get out.

All right.

( sighs ):
I'll...

I'll get out.

Left my suitcase at Joe's house.

House?

On Milldale Road.

Joe has a house?

He bought it two years ago.

He bought it for you.

There aren't
many buses out there.

I'd like to borrow a car.

I'll drive you out.

Kenny.

I have to go out
for a while.

How long ago,
lieutenant?

MAN ( on radio ):
Oh, about five minutes ago.

Did she say
it was urgent?

No, not really.

Okay, thanks.
Yeah, I'll stop by.

Uh, cut across Lake
and stop at the diner.

Right.

( engine starts )

( ominous theme playing )

Millie.

It's me. I'm back.

Millie?

Hey, Millie?

( knocks )

Millie, you here?

M--

Where's your mother?

Out.

Out?

Where?

Where did she go?

I asked you something, Kenny.

Where did your mother go?

She's driving him out--

Who?

Who's she out driving with?

Mr. Davies from the rink.

Where did they go?

Kenny, tell me now.

Where did they go?

Milldale Road.

He said you had a house there.

( tense theme playing )

When Kenny's father got sick
and died, I thought:

"Well, they can't scare me

with atom bomb talk anymore."

I know what it's like,
the world falling apart.

Can't look ahead.

How long ago was it?

Two years,
maybe a little more.

Joe was very good to us,

to Kenny and me.

Down deep,
he's a very gentle guy.

I guess, after a while,

I stopped looking back.

Was that wrong?

To love someone
who needed to be loved?

No, I wouldn't think so.

How do I thank you?

You don't.

Somebody there?

Millie?

Come on, open up.

Oh, hi, Kenny.

Hey, you closed down
early tonight.

Your mother here?

Joe? Anyone?

That's funny.

Your mother
asked me to stop by.

Well, maybe tomorrow.

You been crying, Kenny?

Kind of smudged.

You better go wash up.

Me, I got plans
for that peach cobbler.

Go on. I'll help myself.

( suspenseful theme playing )

KENNY:
Sergeant!

You gotta stop him.
You gotta, please.

He's got a grenade.

What grenade? Who?

Joe. He kept it in here.

He went after
Mom and Mr. Davies.

Where?
Do you know where?

Milldale Road someplace.

Joe's got a house up there.

If he'd said one word.

Just one word.

( gentle theme playing )

It's dusty.

Needs a woman's touch.

JOE ( shouting ):
Medic!

Medic!

He's drunk.

( menacing theme playing )

KIMBLE:
Joe.

Joe, listen to me.
I wanna talk to you.

Joe, where are you?

Here.

You had to tell her,
didn't you?

You had to bring her here!

You haven't
done enough to me already.

Joe, I've never
done anything to you.

I just wanna talk.

You finished me!

And I'm gonna
finish you the same way!

He kept a grenade
in his room.

You hear that, medic?

You know what I mean?

In the same way!

Now, he won't do anything

if he thinks
you're with me.

Now, you keep him
coming this way.

( action theme playing )

Millie?

You there?

I'm here, Joe.

( tense theme playing )

Get away from him.

Get away from the house.

MILLIE:
I won't do it.

I won't leave the house.

JOE:
I said get away
from the house!

I won't!

I found it!

I won't let you destroy it!

Ask her why, Joe.

You sure you don't
want the screamer?

It might scare him off.

Or push him over the edge
if he's been lushing it up.

No use running, Kimble.

I can throw
faster than you can run.

Joe.

One, two, three, four.

Joe!

Joe.

Joe.

Joe.

Oh, no.

No!

( both grunting )

Now, listen to me.

Listen to me!

I never hurt you.

No, you hurt yourself.

All you could think about
was yourself.

Your scar, your bad leg.

You never looked at her.

You never saw her
looking at you.

You never asked her
what she saw.

Somebody straight...

and strong...

and good.

Somebody I could love
my whole life.

Not anymore.

It's too late.

No, Joe, it's not too late
if you wanna try.

MILLIE:
If you give yourself time, Joe.

If you'll only
give yourself time.

( sirens blaring )

I left word for Keefer.

You better get out of here.

Go on,
you got two good legs.

Use 'em.

Don't worry about me.

I'll make it.

We'll make it.

( dramatic theme playing )

Well, she just,
uh, kept saying that:

"You gotta get rid of it, Joe.

I don't want that old grenade
lying around our house."

Our house?

You mean you two, uh...?

We've sort of had it in mind
for some time now.

That's nice.

That's real nice.

Say, uh,
where's the other one?

The other one?

A guy named, uh...

Was it Davies?

Kenny said
you were after him.

( laughs )

Boy.

Why, the things
that kids dream up.

No, Millie just brought him over
to see the house.

And then
I drove him over

to catch
the Springfield bus.

I mean, that's the least
we can do.

He's an old
Army buddy of mine.

He saved my life.

( tender theme playing )

Let's go.

( engine starts )

( car door closes )

( engine starts )

( lonely theme playing )

NARRATOR:
For Richard Kimble,

it must always be this way.

Until he finds
the man with one arm,

the one man in the world
who can help him

walk in the light again,

Richard Kimble
must find his way in the dark.

A fugitive.

( dramatic theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )