All language subtitles for TheFugitive2x07

( tense theme playing )

( gun cocks )

( gun cocks )

Hold it, deputy.

Point that gun
in the air.

Now let the hammer down slowly.

( hammer clicks )

Toss it over to me.
You've had it long enough.

Now look, old man...

I can shoot it
out of your hand

but I'll take
two fingers with it.

ANNOUNCER:

( dramatic theme playing )

Starring David Janssen
as Dr. Richard Kimble.

NARRATOR:
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:

Arthur O'Connell,

Don Gordon.

( dramatic theme plays )

Tonight's episode:
"Tug of War."

( banjo theme playing )

( goat bleats )

NARRATOR:
The farm hand
who likes his work

lives a wholesome,
uncomplicated life,

unless he is Richard Kimble,
fugitive.

The quiet country road
is a road to danger.

The peaceful village or farm,

a potential trap.

( door closes )

Hi.

GIRL:
Mr. Mallet.
Somebody's here.

MAN:
Is she back here again?

Patty Sorensen, now,
you know you've got

no business over here.
Run along home now

before I call your ma.
Go on.

Yes, sir, what'll it be?
Well, I'm here to pick up

Max Henderson's mail.
I just went to work for him

at his ranch.
Oh.

And you say your name was?
Uh, Kelly.

Mr. Kelly. Well.

Well, I'm sure glad
Max has found a man.

Been so busy out there
the last six weeks,

hasn't even been in
to Grange meetings.

( ominous theme playing )

Mr. Mallet.

Mr. Mallet.
That's just too much farm

for one man,
no two ways about it.

You give Max my best then.

Mr. Mallet.
I will.

Mr. Mallet.
Tell him not to make himself

so scarce around here, now.

PATTY:
Mr. Mallet.

Thank you.

PATTY:
Mr. Mallet.

Mallet.

Let me show you.

Patty, have you got a dime
for that ice cream?

( truck engine revs )

All right, young lady. Now I'm
really gonna call your ma.

Go ahead and call.
But if you do,

I won't even show you
what I found.

( tense theme playing )

Yeah, well,
I-I don't know if he's--

Oh, here he is now, Art.

It's for you,
Mr. Fallon.

Thanks, Al.
Mm-hm.

Deputy Fallon speaking.

Morgan,
this is Art Mallet.

Did you know
that Max Henderson's

got a new hand
out there?

Well, I knew he was
looking for one.

Fella gives the name
of Kelly.

But, uh,

that may be an alias,
Morgan.

I've got a poster here on
a man that's wanted for murder.

Uh, I-I can't quite
hear you, Art.

"Flight to avoid execution,"

looks like it is.

Man's name is Kimble.

Would all you folks mind

getting off the line please?

Axel Nielsen,

hang up.I can't hear.

MALLET:
He was in Max Henderson's stake
truck with a goat in the back.

H-hold on a minute.

Al, would you see if we've got
a file on a Kimble.

Kimble, huh?
Yeah.

All right.

Well, I say,
I can't be too sure,

but there might be some
resemblance there.

I didn't pay too much
attention to him.

I never suspicioned
a thing.

FALLON:
Thanks, Art. I'll look into it.

( line hangs up )

( line hangs up )

You don't put any store
by that, do you, Samuel?

The picture's Kimble,
the man says he's Kelly.

Patty Sorensen
stole an ice-cream bar.

With that set of clues,

Morgan Fallon
can have a festival.

I just hope they don't
call you for another posse.

Art, you have one problem:

You're about to lose a bishop.

The man's a doctor.
He murdered his wife.

It seems to me
I remember...

Al, get on the phone.

Put out the call
for the auxiliaries,

about a half a dozen
of them.

Oh, and Carson with his dogs

if you can find him.

Well, where do you want 'em?
Here?

Uh, no, not yet.
Just have 'em on standby.

Call Max Henderson,
tell him what happened,

and get the license number
of that truck.

I'm going up in the chopper.
See if I can spot

that truck from the air.

AL:
Ah, Dorothy?
Uh, Dorothy, get me

the Henderson Ranch,
will you, please?

( suspenseful theme playing )

( brakes squeal )

( door opens )

( door closes )

( goat bleats )

I need some gas.

Yep.

Ehhh.

How much?

KIMBLE:
Might as well fill it up.

( dramatic theme playing )

( goat bleats )

Your truck?

No, it belongs to my boss.

( nozzle clatters )

His goat?
Yep.

Probably would like a drink.
You got a can,

uh, something to hold water?

Uh, maybe.

Perhaps you'll find
something inside there.

Thank you.

( phone rings )

( tense theme playing )

( ringing continues )

( dramatic theme playing )

Where are the keys
to your car?

Th-They're in the ignition,
there.

( lock clicks )

( ringing continues )

( engine starts )

( dramatic theme playing )

Actually, Kelly looked
a whole lot different

from that picture, Samuel.

He was thinner, younger,

had a different
color of hair.

It's my move, Samuel.

Your move?

You just moved your rook.

Did I?
You cheat.

I do?
Every time.

You win,
but you still cheat.

Couldn't possibly be Kimble.

I read a report last week,

he was seen in Miami.

( dramatic theme playing )

( helicopter approaching )

( helicopter receding )

( suspenseful theme playing )

Get me out of here.

Hey, get me out.

Where are you?
Let me out of h--

Get me out of here.
Get me out.

AXEL:
Get me out of here.

Get me out.

Hey.

( phone hangs up )

Somebody locked Axel Nielsen
in his gas station,

made off
with his old car.

They know who?

Well, they're sure
it was Kelly,

but we're not sure
that Kelly's Kimble.

Well, if it's Kimble,
he's crafty.

He'd drive that car
to a place like, uh-- Uh--

Richardson's Meadow?

Right.

He'd leave that car.
He did.

Fallon found it. Abandoned.

In Richardson's Meadow?

About halfway.

Cat-smart and crafty.

What are you doin'?

He's been here a while.
He's got the lay of the land.

He knew just where he'd go if he
smelled the scent of pursuit.

You've already said you wouldn't
take part in this posse.

Who needs a posse,
and a spit-and-polish deputy?

Now, Samuel,
you just listen to me.

Just pack me up enough food
for two days for two men.

I'm going home to change
my things and get the mule.

Now, wait a minute. Now--
Now-- Now, you just wait.

Kimble's gone up
to that wilderness area,

isn't that what you think?
Right.

Oh, you'd better give me
some ammunition,

about 60 rounds.
You can't go after him alone,

and especially there.
You know better than anyone else

what that wilderness area's
like, Samuel.

Now, please don't go.

You know better
than anyone else, I have to.

( somber theme playing )

MALLET:
Samuel.

Don't forget your pills.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( suspenseful theme continues )

Richard Kimble.

Don't move, please.

You're under arrest.

( dramatic theme playing )

( tense theme playing )

I'd like to take this off.

All right.

You're not a lawman,
are you, mister?

I don't know your name.

Samuel Cole.

No, I'm not a lawman.

That pill you took,

nitroglycerin?

That's enough water.

Taking a pretty big chance
with your health

bringing me in,
aren't you, Mr. Cole?

If I were you, doctor,

I'd save my breath for walking.

There's one thing
I want to tell you.

SAMUEL:
That you're innocent.

I'll repeat:
Save your breath for walking.

Where are you taking me?

Nearest town is Cornell.

You expect me to walk
all the way?

All the way.

And I'm prepared
to use this, if necessary.

You're wanted
alive or dead, doctor.

It's up to you
which way you arrive.

Thanks for the choice.

SAMUEL:
You're welcome.

You're gettin' more
than you gave.

What are you getting
out of this, Mr. Cole?

There's no reward.

Satisfaction of seeing
justice done.

Nothing personal?

( helicopter approaching )

( dramatic theme playing )

Congratulations,
Mr. Cole.

Congratulations, Sam,
on a job well done.

You know, somebody told me
you didn't even want to join me.

I resigned
from your auxiliary.

Give me the key to his manacles
Sam. All right, you.

Up.

Mr. Fallon, sir,

the doctor
is my prisoner.

( woodwind theme playing )

Sam, you were a sheriff once.

Put yourself in my position.

The responsibility
is mine.

Now, there's only room
in that chopper

for one passenger,
and it's going to be Kimble.

I'm afraid I have
to give the orders.

All right, you.

Turn around, slow.

Make for the aircraft.
Come on.

( tense theme playing )

SAMUEL:
Hold it.

Don't move.

Drop that pistol.

Well, Sam, I don't think
you're gonna shoot me.

Easy enough to find out.

Walk away from it.

That'll do.

There's a radio
in that thing.

You probably told 'em
you spotted us.

That's right,
Sam.

Tell 'em you're comin' in alone.

Now, wait a minute, Sam.

Kimble's a desperate man.

Don't take a chance
on losing him.

Let me come along
with you.

I'll make it.

Sam, did you get
any sleep last night?

Because it's sure you're not
gonna get any tonight,

not being alone
with him.

There are limits.

All right, Sam,
he's your prisoner.

Let's don't magnify
a misunderstanding.

All right,
you're giving the orders.

I only brought food for two.

Sam, you're the best hunter
in the state,

or at least
one of the best.

All right.

Tell them Samuel Cole

has Richard Kimble in custody,

and will be in Cornell tomorrow,
about dark.

Okay, Sam.

Okay.

Al, this is Fallon.
Come in.

Put it over your neck.

Move out.

Tsk. Tsk.

Al, listen carefully.

I've got Richard Kimble
in custody, all secure.

I'm going to delay my return
for a little while.

I have a minor problem here,
over.

Roger, Mr. Fallon.

Need any help there?

Over.

Negative, negative.
No help needed.

Stand by to light
the landing field

in case I'm stuck out here
till after dark.

AL:
Roger, Mr. Fallon.

( line clicks )

All set, Sam. Oh, uh,
the boys send their best.

Well, get behind
Kimble there.

Go round the helicopter
and up the trail.

Move out.

( drumroll playing )

( thunder booms )

Big storm, Sam.

Won't last long.

I don't know who
the white is, Mr. Cole,

but it just made a mistake.

You play chess?

Nice night for it.

( thunder booms )

Play the whites, doctor.

You play first.

How long do you think
the storm will last, Sam?

If you feel you have to call me
by my first name,

it's Samuel.

The storm
will blow over.

Coffee, Kimble?

Thank you.

( dramatic theme playing )
( gun cocks )

Drink it fast because we're
gettin' out of here.

Never drop your guard, Sam.

You either learn that
or you don't.

You know, you might've had
a good career as a lawman,

if you'd paid as much attention
to duty as you do to chess.

Come on.
You're gonna guide us back

to where I landed
that plane.

( laughs )

Unlock his manacles, Sam.

I'm taking him back.

My way.

What does he call
that flying machine?

A chopper.

Your move, doctor.

I mean it, Sam.

We used to call 'em eggbeaters

when I was younger.

In any case,
I don't think

his will fly,
do you?

After what I did
to the tail rotor

while he was talking
on the radio.

What are you talking about?

Your chopper won't fly,

Mr. Fallon.

Or more precisely,
it won't, uh, steer.

Your move, doctor.

You're lying, Sam.

Maybe.

You could find out
by taking off.

Of course, if your
tail assembly is jammed

you'll crash
and kill yourself.

If you want to take
my word for it,

I'll still lead you out
of this wilderness alive.

( thunder booms )

Looks like I've got a little
competition here.

Could turn out to be
quite a game.

( gun uncocks )

All right, Cole.

I need you to guide us
out of here.

But what you're doing
is direct interference

with an officer
in the performance of his duty.

You'll live to regret this, Sam.

I'm telling you.

That was a good move.

( thunder booms )

A very good move.

( dramatic theme playing )

( ominous theme playing )

( pants )

Hey, Cole.
Hold it up, will ya?

( groans )

All right, that's enough.

( pants )

How long
before we get there?

Ten hours
at this rate.

We'll need some food.

All right,
I'll need some food.

We'll come to a creek
in a couple of hours.

I'll catch you
a couple of trout.

Didn't thank you
for removing the rope.

That's all right.

Won't be able to run very far
out here.

You have two armed men
guarding you.

Yeah.

I've been thinking
about this move all day.

( mellow theme playing )

Check.

Well, I could fool around,

but I'd eventually get
to making this move.

I might just as well
make it now.

You didn't buy it, did you?

I came close.

Looks like a stalemate.

Stalemate.

It's a long time,
a very long time

since that happened to me,
doctor.

I was lucky.
You're a very fine player.

You know better than that.

It was a good match.

Thank you.

My pleasure.

Do you suppose we could
do something about this?

No.

( Fallon laughs )

( laughs )

His heart goes out to you,
Kimble,

but he won't take any chances.

Not intentionally.

Do you notice
how willing he was

to give me my gun back,

only let me
carry the key?

Yes.

But you don't know why, do you?

( mysterious theme playing )

No, I don't.

Because he lost one.

Sam was, um, sheriff
of Trinity County

about ten years ago.

Oh, he was a big man.
Very big man.

Tsk.

Till he let this murderer
get away.

( dramatic theme playing )

He was a bad one.
Real bad.

He killed a lady and a little
girl before they caught him.

Poor old Sam, he--
He got fired.

And it's been eating at him
ever since.

Hasn't it, Sam?

I'm sorry.

Don't try to apologize,
doctor.

( sighs )

Mr. Fallon's been wanting
to bring it up.

And for a rather
insensitive man,

I must say, he selected
an appropriate phrase:

It has been
eating at me.

I wasn't fired, however.

The people
who elected me

never once blamed me.

But I knew better.

The young man who was
my prisoner

protested his innocence

and I more than half
believed him.

I may have relaxed my vigilance.

It's hard to recall now,
after so many years.

But I was glad
when the boy escaped.

He fooled me.

He was a killer.

So you resigned.

Yes.

And now another killer
turns up.

This one
has been convicted

and sentenced.

I feel I owe it
to myself and society

that such a man
not be permitted

to remain at large.

I expect no reward.

Only the kind that comes
from inside.

I have prayed often
for this chance

to pay the debt I feel I owe

to the people who trusted me.

And to myself.

I'm sorry for you.

I'm sorry for both of us.

Because I am innocent.

( dramatic theme playing )

( Fallon laughs )

( laughs )

( laughs )

All right,
that's enough.

Come on.

All right,
grab the tree.

Come on.

( manacle clicks )

All right, give me
your right arm.

Come on.

( suspenseful theme playing )

All right, turn.

( sighs )
You're in pretty good
shape, Kimble.

I guess you keep that way being
on the run all the time, huh?

Guess so.

( water splashes )

Pretty handy old man,
Sam is.

( dramatic theme playing )

( exhales )

You know, I think you could win
him over if it weren't for me.

Well, I'd have to try.

Maybe you've already succeeded.

You know, I think it's become
more important for Sam

to make me look foolish
than to take you in,

but this is one time that
maneuver isn't gonna work.

I wasn't aware that you two
had had trouble before.

Oh, I haven't had
trouble with Sam,

but I knew I would.

Somehow, it always happens.

I think they, uh, envy a man
who thinks his own way.

Try and cut me down

by patting me on the head.
They laugh behind my back.

Well, you know,
these people aren't used to--

It's not these people,
doctor.

Patterns.
Everybody has patterns.

You have your pattern.
It's quite obvious.

Mine is, uh--- Mine is the curse
of the near miss.

Hitch your wagon to a star, hm?

( chuckles )

Doctor, I missed
by half a wing tank

becoming the Rickenbacker
of Korea.

And I saw other pilots
decorated

( scoffs )

for worse mistakes than I made.

You know, actually, uh--

Actually, I was--
I was laughed out of my uniform.

I wonder if you realize
how important

this little hike is for me.

You see, I don't have
any debts to pay like Sam does.

And you don't want
another near miss.

That's number one.

And number two is,
I'm taking you in.

I'm taking you in. Not him.

Which means I might
have to take him in too.

Now, that's gonna make a lot
of people look ridiculous.

A lot of other people, doctor.

Not me.

You can start building
a fire, Mr. Fallon.

All right.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

( wood thunks )

( gunshot )

( dramatic theme swells )

( somber theme playing )

What's the matter, Sam?

You act like you never
killed a man before.

( gun cocks )

( gun cocks )

Hold it, deputy.

Point that gun
in the air.

Now let the hammer down slowly.

( hammer clicks )

Toss it over to me.
You've had it long enough.

Now look, old man...

I can shoot it
out of your hand,

but I'll take
two fingers with it.

( gun falls distantly )

( tense theme playing )

All right, doctor.

Let's get that leg bound up
and get out of here.

Don't try it again.

You'll ride the mule.

Wait a minute.

( scoffs )
You thought I was just going

to shoot my prisoner,
right?

KIMBLE:
I got my hand free.

I think you arranged it.

Stay in front of me.

I want to keep my eye
on you, deputy.

I'm going to overlook it,
Sam, because, uh--

Well, you were
a little excited.

Now, if you don't
mind, uh,

hand over that rifle.

I'm talking to you now
as an officer of the law.

Move.

Move!

( ominous theme playing )

Gee, you, uh--

You don't look too good, Sam.

( panting )

When I want your opinion,

I'll ask for it.

Look at him, Kimble.

He's running down
like an old clock.

You know, I think I'd
better go on ahead

and bring back some help.

You can find your way?

Oh, from here? Sure, Sam.

Um,

I'd like to take that mule
if you don't mind.

SAMUEL:
Yes, I mind.

( laughs )

All right, Sam. Heh.

I'll see you.

What do you think
he'll do?

He wants to take credit
for you.

He'll have told some story
when we get in there.

You'd better take some more
of that nitro.

I lost it.

It's only a few miles back.

I'll make it.

( object clatters )

And so will you.

Sam, I have to prove
I'm innocent.

By that you're saying

you're gonna to try
to escape again.

I have to, Sam.

But I'd like you
to believe I'm innocent,

no matter how
this comes out.

( dramatic theme playing )

All right, Kimble.

Off that mule
and come over here.

SAMUEL:
No.

You're out of this, old man.

( knife clicks )

Not yet.

Don't make me do it.

( dramatic theme swells )

( Samuel grunts )

Now, take it easy, Sam.

Just take it easy.

Don't try to talk.

What's the matter with him?

His heart.

He had some pills
but he lost 'em.

Are, uh--
Are these the pills?

You see they

dropped out of his pocket.
I picked--

Picked 'em up.

Come on, Sam.

Here.

Here.

Put it
under your tongue.

Hang on.
Give it a chance to work.

It's different

this time.

It's done.

No, it isn't, Sam.

Don't lie.

Not now.

There's no pain.

I'm glad, Samuel.

No need--

No need to tell anything

but the truth now

about yourself.

I never told you anything
but the truth, Sam.

I am innocent.

It doesn't make it

hard to quit, then.

Sam...

I would have turned you in.

An innocent man.

I would have.

( metal clinks )

( dramatic theme playing )

I'm glad you believe me, Sam.

Is he dead?

Yes, he's dead.

Well, he'd have died anyway,

even if he had the pills.

You're sure of that?

Doesn't make any difference.

You won't be around
to tell anybody anything.

( dramatic theme playing )

( gun clicks )

( dramatic theme swells )

( grunts )

( somber theme playing )

That's the north wind.
It's gonna be cold tonight.

Well, thanks for taking care
of Samuel.

Whatever charges there are--
I mean, uh-- I'll be glad to--

The man who brought your friend
made a contribution

that was more than enough.

You said he was
riding a mule.

Yes. He was hurt.
He limped.

I asked him to come in and rest,
but he said he couldn't.

Well, thanks again.

Come in and have some supper
with me and my family.

We'd enjoy having you.
Oh, no thanks.

No, I'd better
be getting on home.

It'll be long past supper
by the time you get there.

Perhaps we could have a game
or two of chess this evening.

Do you play?

Yes, I do.

I'd like that very much.

Good.

NARRATOR:
How much further
must a fugitive go

before he can stop and rest?

North or east or west or south,

one direction is as good
or as bad as another,

if you're Richard Kimble,
fugitive.

( dramatic theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

ANNOUNCER: