All language subtitles for The Fugitive - 3x25 - With Strings Attached.EN

Miss harned?

Yes.

I'm sergeant lyman.
How do you do, sergeant.

We got your call.

Yes, I'm very glad
that you were able

To get here so quickly
because I- I'm very disturbed.

I think this young man's
in an enormous amount of danger.

Mr. Pfeiffer is getting dressed
upstairs for the concert.

We can talk in here.

Carter.

Narrator:

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:

Donald pleasence,

Carol rossen,

Rex thompson.

Announcer:

No, no, no, I-it's dull.

Dull, dull.

Geoffrey, you're tired.
You've put in almost six hours.

No, it-
it's this fiddle.

It's lifeless.

It even puts the canary
to sleep.

Another critic.

It's funny, you know, ellen,

The difference
an instrument makes.

I've played that beethoven
concerto since I was 10.

Hundreds and hundreds
and hundreds of times.

Uh, it bores me.

But this stradivarius
in my hand,

It's like brand-new music again.

Is max expecting anyone
this late?

I shouldn't think so.

Well.

I'll see.

Narrator: The life of
an artist is a restless,

Lonely life, without peace.

Like a man pursued
finding release and rest

Only when he has created
something of beauty.

But then, after that,
he is forced into flight again,

And he moves once more
into the unknown, searching.

For richard kimble,
a fugitive,

There is also only pursuit
and a lonely searching.

Moments of beauty,
even moments of rest, are rare.

Because, for him,
as for the artist,

To stand still is to die.

Mr. Pfeiffer
will see you now.

Who was that?

Someone about a job
for a chauffeur.

This hour,
and dressed like that?

Max will have a fit.

Well, he seemed rather nice
to me.

Uh, geoffrey, you'd better
get some rest before dinner.

As soon as I feed
my canary.

You know, that's one thing
critics always forget:

Without artists,
they don't eat.

Ellen!

What?

I'm sorry, geoffrey.

I can't understand it.

It was perfectly all right
earlier.

While I was practicing,
it sang so loudly,

Max flew into a rage.

I-I guess I do
need that rest, ellen.

I am tired.

I don't hire people
out of the blue, mr. Uh, carter.

Surely, it isn't
unreasonable to ask

For some kind of a reference.

I know cars.
It's a job I can handle.

It isn't just a job.
It's a responsibility.

Have you any idea
whom you'd be working for?

Well, I thought
I'd be you, mr. Pfeiffer.

You'd be working
for geoffrey martin.

You know who that is,
of course?

I'm sorry. I don't.

Max: One of the world's
greatest violinists.

A master at the age of 15.

Working for geoffrey,
attending to his needs,

Affording him companionship

Isn't just a job
for somebody off the streets.

I'm afraid you simply
won't do, mr. Carter.

I'm sorry I've taken up
so much of your time.

Will you forgive me
if I don't show you to the door?

Do you trust me alone
that far?

I want him
to have the job, max.

We need a chauffeur
badly.

I'm afraid carter
just isn't suitable, geoffrey.

Please, maxim.
Do hire him.

Why this sudden insistence?

I want to go into the city.

You'll be way too busy
getting ready for the concert.

So will ellen.

What's special
about the city?

I'd like another canary.

Another canary?

Mine died a little while ago.

Oh, geoffrey, I'm sorry.

I had no idea.

What happened?

I don't know.

It must have been sick.

Mr. Carter could drive me in
for another one tomorrow.

Well, not tomorrow.

We'll be working all day.

The day after, then.

The day of the concert?

Please, maxim.

Oh, very well, if it'll
make you feel better.

Ask ellen to show mr. Carter
to his rooms.

Thank you, max.

Come along, mr. Carter.

I'm geoffrey martin.

Frank carter.

Thanks for helping me out
in there.

I was really being selfish.

It's a big house.

One hates it here
being alone so much.

Oh, ellen.
Mr. Carter got the job.

Oh.

Miss ellen harned.

How do you do.

What's that?

It's the canary.

I thought I'd bury it
in the woods.

Oh.

Max asked if you'd show
mr. Carter to his rooms.

Of course.

I do hope
you'll like it here.

Thank you.

You a member of the family?

Me? No, no.
I'm, uh, a secretary of sorts.

I-
there is no family.

Just max, geoffrey,
and as of four months ago, me.

How big a staff?

Just one woman
who comes in to cook.

I think you saw her.

Well, we haven't gotten around
to hiring anyone else.

Just gypsies, camping out.

Some camp.

Loaned to us by a grateful
patron of the arts,

Currently attending
the salzburg festival.

We never stay put because of
geoff's heavy concert schedule.

Tell me about mr. Pfeiffer.

Max?

Well, he's geoff's
violin coach,

And business manager,
and personal manager,

And guardian,
and you name it.

Now, this is your apartment.

Oh, when do you want
to go back into the city

To pick up
your bags and things?

I don't have any.

Down on your luck?

Way down.

Well, you'll need uniforms.
Dark suits will do.

Tomorrow we'll drive in
and pick up whatever you need.

Thank you.

One and two,
one and two.

Now, we'll get max's blessings
on your new wardrobe.

Max: No, no, no, no, no! No, no, no!

Lazy, lazy, lazy!
Mushy, sentimental bowing.

How many times
must I tell you, "attack"?

Each phrase must be attacked.

With strength! With power!

I really am tired, max.

Terribly tired.

Tomorrow night
in that concert hall

People aren't going to care
whether you're tired or not.

Max, I have an idea.

What is it?

I just thought geoff might enjoy
using the stradivarius.

I think I would like that,
max.

Very well,
if you think it'll help.

Geoff!

Max,
how did that happen?

How did it happen,
geoffrey?

I don't know.

How did it happen?

I don't know!
I think you do.

Max, this is preposterous.

The violin
means more to the boy-

Shut up.

The alibis about headaches,
the pretended illnesses,

Excuses to avoid practice.

I've suffered all these
with patience.

But this-
this is insane, geoffrey!

What is going to make you stop?
What?!

Ellen:
Max!

What is going to make you-?
Let go. Let go. Let go.

You might have hurt him.

You don't deserve the gift
god gave you.

Shh.

Are you all right?

I didn't do it.

Of course you didn't.

Geoffrey, the violin
can be easily fixed.

The neck just needs
to be reset and glued.

I really didn't do it,
ellen.

Don't think about it,
geoffrey.

Now, you go to your room.
You need some rest.

Go on, geoffrey.

Welcome
to our happy home.

I hope you-

What is it?

A brass button
from his jacket.

Whose?

Who do you think?

Oh, carter,
I shall be picking up

The stradivarius this morning.

I-I'll be at the concert agency
the rest of the time.

Yes, sir.
Geoffrey's still asleep.

He's to remain quiet
all day.

He, uh, wanted a new bird.

Oh, yes, well,
that will have to wait.

He needs all the rest he can get
before the concert tonight.

Yes, sir.

Ellen:
Carter.

I found max's jacket.

He killed that bird,
carter.

First this,
yesterday the violin,

And every day, max working him
into a state of exhaustion.

He's trying to destroy him.

Why?

I don't know why.

But I know it's happening
and I'm sure of it.

Carter, when you go
into the city this afternoon,

I wish you'd-

Max left orders that geoff's
not to go out of the house.

You can't do that.

Max won't find out.

I mean, he'll be gone all day.

Please, geoffrey has been
through enough already.

He's been hurt enough.

I'll get the car.

Thank you.

Mr. Carter, how are we going
to explain to max

About the new bird?

We'll just tell him
I drove into town for it.

Of course.

And it really isn't a lie,
is it?

I mean, after all, you did
actually drive into town.

How long
have you known max?

Well, uh, when I was 9,

Max heard me play,
and he went backstage

And asked mum and dad

If he could take over
my musical training.

He even advanced them
a lot of money.

But max made it a condition

They weren't to interfere
in any way.

Why not?

Well,
max likes things his way,

And I think mum and dad
embarrassed him.

They're not cultured.

You must miss them.

A boy, 15.

Oh, I'm not 15.
I'm 17.

I'm small
so I can get away with it.

Whose idea was that?

Max's.

Everything is max's idea.

But in three weeks
I'm going to be 18.

Do you know what?

I'm sorry, what?

I'm going to stop
giving concerts

For at least four years.

Have you told max?

Oh, he was very angry.

There's nothing
he can do about it.

When I'm 18,
max's contract ends.

And that's only
a few weeks off.

What do you think he'll do?

Oh, he'll get along famously.

Max has got a remarkable
musical intelligence,

And enormous drive.

He might have been a fine
violinist himself, but, uh...

Well, they tell me he drank.

It ruined his career,
so he turned to coaching.

He is a brilliant teacher.

Is he still drinking?

He hasn't had a drop
for a long time now.

Not for six months.

I suppose it's been
a terrible struggle for him.

I admire him for that.

How do you think
the neck came off the violin?

I don't know.

Necks are glued on.
Glue doesn't last forever.

Could, uh, max...?

You mean, break it?

N-no, no, no.
I-it's unthinkable.

Why would he?

Can you think of any reason?

No.

Max can be very... Strict
sometimes.

When he drank,
he could be terribly cruel.

But that's all over.

He's not like that anymore.

I hope he likes music.

The last one
was a dreadful critic.

I'll put him in here
where he can have some light.

I ordered him to take me,
maxim.

Actually, mr. Pfeiffer,
it's my fault.

I'm not interested
in geoffrey's excuses, carter.

Give me that,
please.

Go into the library,
geoffrey.

I want you to know this,
carter, for the future.

Genius carries with it
its own responsibility.

It's a terrible burden,
and he is still a child.

Indulgence only makes it
easier for him

To lay down that burden.

And that I won't tolerate.

I tried to reason with him,
but he wouldn't listen to me.

What is he gonna do
with that boy?

I don't know.
I don't know.

Max: I don't want to hear any excuses!

Every time you do something
like this you've got excuses.

Geoff:
I'm sorry, max. I told you.

Max: I don't want to
hear that you're sorry.

It's all my fault.
I made you take him.

Geoffrey,
are you all right?

What's he done to you?

What happened to your hand?

He hit it
with the paperweight.

I'm sure he didn't mean
to do it.

He was just angry
and banging it on the table.

An accident.

What about the concert?

Can you do this?

It's numb.

Kimble:
No broken bones.

Put some ice on it.

Is there something
to use as a pack?

There's one in-
in max's bathroom.

Geoffrey...

Will you be all right
for a little while?

There's something
I want to do.

Uh, this is 17 vernal road.

Would you please send a
policeman over here immediately?

Yes, my name is ellen harned.

Well, I'd rather
not say right now.

I-I can't speak freely.

Couldn't I explain it
to you

When you send
the policeman over?

Yes, I'd appreciate that.
It's urgent.

Thank you.

Miss harned?

Yes.

I'm sergeant lyman.
How do you do, sergeant.

We got your call.

Yes, I'm very glad
that you were able

To get here so quickly,
because I-I'm very disturbed.

I think this young man's
in an enormous amount of danger.

Mr. Pfeiffer is getting dressed
upstairs for the concert.

We can talk in here.

Carter.

This is sergeant lyman.

Frank carter,
our chauffeur.

Perhaps he can help me
explain it to you.

The young lady
seems all excited

About this youngster
being in some kind of danger.

How about it?

Well, I'm not sure. I-

Not sure?

Either he's in danger
or he isn't.

Has something happened,
ellen?

I saw the car.

Geoffrey, these gentlemen would
like to ask you a few questions.

Sure.
What's your full name, son?

Geoffrey tilston martin,
sir.

He's a concert violinist.

Geoffrey, how has mr. Pfeiffer
mistreated you?

Well, I-
I don't know that he has.

Geoffrey, the canary.

He killed the boy's canary.

We can't prove that,
ellen.

It might have been sick.

Maybe you should have called
the humane society.

He broke geoffrey's violin and-
and hurt the boy's hand.

I'm sure
it was an accident.

Geoffrey,
why are you defending him?

He struck the boy's hand
with a paperweight.

Could have broken a bone.

Carter will tell you
exactly the same thing.

Well, carter, is it true?

Well, that's what the boy said.

Geoff:
It was an accident.

That's all there was to it.
An accident.

Why are you doing this?

Max:
Geoffrey.

Geoffrey.

Don't tell him
who called for you.

Geoffrey!

I don't care if he knows,
geoffrey.

He'll fire you.

You'll have to go away.

And is that why you are afraid

To tell the officers the truth?

Can't you see? The boy's afraid
of being left alone.

But I have told the truth.

Max:
Geoffrey.

I'm coming.

Ellen,
is something wrong?

Uh, max, the officers heard
we were staying here

And they very nicely
stopped by for my autograph.

Yes, very nice.

Uh, well, you'll have
to excuse us now, I'm afraid.

Geoffrey has to change
for the concert tonight.

Come along.

I must say the kid
thinks fast on his feet.

Yes, I, uh, feel like
such a fool having bothered you.

It's no bother.

Goodbye.

So long, carter.

Frank carter.

Ring any bells?

Carter?

No.

Are you sure you brought
those pickup reels?

Yes, sir.

We always hold
the postmortems

The morning after the concert.

Oh, uh, there are tickets
for you and ellen

At the box office,
carter.

Thank you.

There's a reception

At the british consul's house
afterwards.

We shall be
going over there with them,

But you can drive over
and wait for us there.

Where?
In the kitchen?

But you might be hours.

Oh, come on, geoffrey.

Geoffrey, there's nothing
to worry about.

It just isn't fair.

While we're celebrating,

Ellen and mr. Carter
will have nothing to do.

Geoffrey, please.

No, no, I want you
to have some excitement too.

No waiting around
the concert hall,

No sitting with servants
at that dismal party,

No going back
to that awful, gloomy house.

Mr. Carter,
after the concert,

You take ellen out
for dinner and dancing, please.

Oh, that isn't necessary,
geoff.

No, I insist.

Stay out all night
if you want.

Really have fun.

Go on, carter.
Take it.

Geoff's in one of his
expensive moods.

Thank you.

Good luck, geoffrey.

Thank you.

Is he in the habit
of carrying $50 bills

Around in his pocket?

I'm sure he didn't mean
to give you so much.

He probably didn't look.

I think he meant to.

I think he wants us
to go out tonight, and stay out.

What are you
talking about?

He said max hit his hand
with a paperweight.

Whether it was an accident
or on purpose isn't important.

The important thing
is that, uh,

The skin wasn't broken.

No swelling.

Are you suggesting
that geoffrey lied?

I took a good look
at that jacket.

I think the button
was cut off.

I suppose you also think
that geoffrey

Broke off the neck
of his violin.

Yes, I do.
Why?

Well, that part, uh,
doesn't make sense.

I know he wants
to be free of max,

But contractually he'll be free
of max in three weeks.

What do you mean
three weeks?

His contract with max,
it's up in three weeks.

His contract with max
is not up until he's 21.

Are you sure?

Well,
I-I-I-I think so. I-

Max said something
like that once.

Come on.

What are you doing?

Is that contract
in the house?

Yes, in max's file
I-in the library.

That's where we're going.
Get in.

Geoff: � deedle, deedle dum, dum, dum �

� dum, dum, dum
dum, dum �

� deedle, deedle
dum, dum, dum �

� dum, dum, dum
da, da �

� dee, da, dum, dum
da-da-da �

� dee, da, dum, dum... �

You're in good spirits
tonight.

You know, I feel rather
the way I did when I was 10

And making my debut
in london.

British consul.

Oh, it's as if,
beginning tomorrow,

A whole new life
is going to open up for me.

Don't bother, maxim,
I'll see.

Here it is.

Oh, thank you.

Here's your change.

No, no, no. Mr. Pfeiffer
wants you to keep that.

For your trouble.

Oh, yeah? Well, tell him
thanks a lot, will you?

Look, max.

Someone brought you a present.

Oh, how very kind.

From whom?

I don't know.

The management, I suspect.

Max, look.

Antipasto, caviar, uh-

I'm sure they didn't mean to.

Send it back.

And offend them?

Send it back.

I'll keep it
and throw it away later.

What are you doing, geoffrey?

Oh. Just a little
to see what it tastes like.

I'm not really 15, max.
Remember?

Do you want
to ruin your career too?

My dear maxim,
liquor didn't ruin your career.

You were never more than
a second-rate fiddler at best,

And you only drank
because you knew it.

Come in.

You ready, mr. Martin?

Yes, thank you.

You took something from me, max.

I'm taking it back.

What are you talking about?

My freedom.

You haven't any freedom.

You lost it when you were given
the great gift of genius.

Can't you understand that?

I want it back, max.

And I shall have it.

I shall see you downstairs,
geoffrey.

You're right.

He isn't free of max
until he's 21.

I have a feeling that geoff
isn't going to wait that long.

I don't believe that.

I don't believe
one word of that.

Is there a gun in this house?

What?

Is there a gun in this house?

Max has a gun.

Where is it?

Now, come on. Where is it?

It's in the top drawer of the-
of the desk.

And it's still here.

Calling the police?

No, the concert hall.
I've got to warn max.

But if you're so sure,
why don't you call the police?

Hello.

It's geoff.

Hello.

We'd better get to the hall.

The concert'll be over
by the time we get there.

That's what I'm afraid of.

Hello?

Man:
Can I help you?

Is geoffrey martin still here?

No, no, he's gone.

Fellow I relieved said
he took sick and went on home.

Did you see him leave?

No,
I just come on duty.

Man:
Told you he was gone.

The watchman said
they went home.

You go to the party
just in case.

I'll catch a cab
back to the house.

Here, maxim,
I've poured you another.

When yehudi menuhin
was barely 16 years old

At the performance
of the concerto

Conducted by the master-

By sir el-
sir edward elgar himself.

He told menuhin,

"never in your life
will you play better.

Never with more attack. "

Now, that's what I say
to you, geoffrey.

You're all the violinist

You will ever be,

Geoffrey.

You have already
surpassed them all.

How did it go tonight,
geoffrey?

I heard the applause.

Was it another triumph?

Sergeant lyman.
What are you doing here?

Good evening, geoffrey,
is your chauffeur around?

Carter?
What do you want with him?

Just wanna talk to him.

Well?

He isn't here. He's out
celebrating with miss harned.

Max: You used your bow like
a weapon, geoffrey, to attack.

Oh, good evening, officer.

Come in. Have a drink.

It seems carter
isn't the only one celebrating.

Any idea where he went?

No, but I'll tell him
you called.

As a matter of fact,
don't bother him.

Don't even mention it
to him.

Is it something serious?

No, no, just a-
just a personal matter.

Max:
Geoffrey!

Geoffrey!

Need some help with him?

No, we'll be all right.

I-I'm used to it.

Good night, geoff.

I'd get him to bed
if I were you.

Thank you.

You're sure you don't want

To leave a message
for mr. Carter?

I'll run into him.

Good night.

Lyman: Let's pull the car around in back.

If carter is kimble,

There's no sense
waving a red flag at him.

Officer:
Right.

We won't fail, geoff.
We won't fail.

Not the three of us together.

You and me and-
and the violin.

Go on upstairs, max.

You're disgustingly drunk.

Wh-why are you
pushing-?

I said,
go on upstairs, max.

What are you trying-?

What are you trying to do?

I told you, max.

I'm going to have my freedom.

Geoffrey...

...My gun...

Go on.

Are you playing games?

No, no, no games.

Just look
at the terrible mess

You made of my room
in your drunken rage, max.

I...

It was lucky for me
you dropped the gun

When you tripped over
a chair.

Why, when you tried to choke me
you were terribly close.

I shot at point-blank range.

Max, no.

Carter will believe me.

He'll testify on my behalf,
so will ellen.

Max, listen to me.

Listen to me.

Carter and ellen like me.

They pity me.

They know
how you've mistreated me.

Max,

Do you hear me?

Everyone,

Everyone will believe
I had to shoot in fear.

Shoot?

In self-defense.

Max? Listen to me.

Please listen to me.

I'm going to be free.

Free.

Please listen to me.

Kimble:
Geoffrey.

Don't come any closer
or I'll shoot.

I know you've got this
all figured out,

But you can't explain
shooting me.

I'll say, um-

I'll say that you tried
to help save me from max

And, um- and he shot you.

Yes, no, that.

And then I-I ra-
I ran away to call the police.

It's even better.

Max'll be tried
for your murder.

Ellen will testify
against him.

Others will,
and I'll watch max

Die a hundred deaths in court.

That way he'll know
it's happening.

I'll shoot. I will.

You shoot me
and max becomes a hero.

I'm wanted by the police

All over the country,
even here.

You shoot me, and max wins.

I'm already under
a death sentence.

That's why sergeant lyman-

I'll have
to shoot you now anyway.

And shoot him.

They'll believe me.

I- I-I'll shoot him and you...

Geoff, ellen knows too.

She'll testify
against you.

Ellen knows?

Yes.

You all right?

I-I only wanted to be free.

That's all I ever wanted.

Just that.

That's all. Just that.

Only that.

That's all.

Just that.

Just to be free,

Free, free.

What will happen to him?

It's up to the doctors.

As far as we're concerned,

There's no law against a man
shooting up his own violin.

Unless someone else
has a complaint.

I'll-

I'll take him home to England

Soon as he's well enough.

Max? Where's max?

I can't play the concert
tonight without maxim.

You see,

He doesn't really
have anybody else, does he?

Yeah?

No sign of kimble anywhere,
sergeant.

Well, keep looking.

Do you suppose
you'll find him?

I hope so.

Is he so dangerous?

He's desperate.

That makes a man dangerous.

I suppose so.

Narrator:
Some men can never be free.

From birth
they are their own jailers.

They are their own prisons.

They are trapped
by their own talents.

For richard kimble,
a fugitive, freedom is flight,

For flight brings hope
and with hope,

There is always a tomorrow.