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ANNOUNCER: Next:

[ANNOUNCER READS ON-SCREEN TEXT]

All right, your association
has arranged bail.

As soon as you're booked and
fingerprinted, you're free to go.

Say, isn't this going to a lot
of trouble just for a dock fight?

Fingerprints, everything?

It was big enough to put
five people in the hospital.

You're being
booked on ten counts.

All the way up to assault
with deadly weapons.

Print him.

[NARRATOR READS ON-SCREEN TEXT]

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:

Dean Jagger, Nancy Malone,

James Callahan.

[ANNOUNCER READS ON-SCREEN TEXT]

Eddie, how do you feel?

Little tired.

Yeah, well, wait till we cash
in and you get your money.

There's nothing like money to make a
tired man wanna dance all night, huh?

[LAUGHS]

NARRATOR: The open sea
is a perfect haven for a fugitive.

Nothing but water
and great horizons.

But always, the
land pulls you back.

And for Richard Kimble, the horizon
is a small off-coast fishing island,

now a strike-torn battleground.

A dangerous place
for a man on the run.

Hey, Tony, didn't you know the
association was gonna strike?

Yeah, there was some
talk, but who listens?

They've been trying to call you
on the radio. You turned it off.

I've been a fisherman ever
since I could throw out a line.

So was my father and
his father before that.

That's all we know.

Fish run, we gotta catch them.

But there's always
something that makes it hard,

a storm comes up, or the water's
too warm, always something.

So this time, there
was talk about a strike.

It was only talk.

So I wasn't gonna
stay in there for talk.

[CHATTERING]

Gonna try to unload?

Yeah. Joe will help us.

Tony, Joe's the head
of the association.

But he's still my son.

What's the matter?
You a little scared?

[CHATTERING]

MAN 1: Hey, Joe, better
straighten out the old man.

MAN 2: Hey, Tony,
we're on strike.

MAN 3: Join us, Tony.

- Hello, Joe.
- Nice to see you.

- Hi, Poppa.
- Hi, honeybunch. How are you?

Oh, I've been so worried.

Worried? Who about? Worried
about Eddie or about me?

- Oh, Poppa.
- Well, now. Eddie's a good boy.

I give you my permission
to worry about him.

Two week trip and
back in one week.

For goodness sakes, Poppa's already
made him a member of the family.

Just take a look in the hold.

We've got enough albacore
to feed the whole city.

Poppa, that's wonderful.

Oh, you look beautiful, pigeon.
Beautiful. Don't she, Eddie?

Very beautiful.

Poppa, quit your kidding now.

Orange blossoms and fish.
That's all you ever think about.

Yeah, well, what else is there?

What else is there?

Ah. Well, I guess...

I guess we better get
started and unload.

Joe, you can give
us a hand, now.

Pop...

You better back off, Pop.

We ain't gonna back off.

Eddie and me are gonna unload.

He's unloading nothing.

JOE: There's a strike on, Pop.

Sure, sure. There's a strike
on. But you're the boss.

You can tell them what to do.

I've been trying to get you on
the radio for two whole weeks.

Why didn't you answer it?

He turned it off.

You had no business
keeping him out that long.

It wasn't his fault. The
albacore were running.

Big ones. Big ones.

Like I never saw it
before. Why... Oh.

Honey, we must have
over six tons down there.

That's over 2000 bucks.
Two thousand bucks.

Yeah, you don't pull up your lines
when the fish are running like that.

You just can't do it.

You bulled him into staying
out to break the strike.

I didn't know about
any strike, Joe.

Well, you do anything to
unload, you'll be ground to pieces.

You grind him, you grind me too.

You know that, don't you, Joe?

Come on, get him out of there.

JOE: All right, cool
it. Cool it. Cool it.

Nobody's gonna unload nothing.

So don't sweat it.

Poppa, listen,
let's go home now.

You'll have a nice hot bath.

I have a surprise
for you in the freezer.

A lovely, juicy steak,
must be 4 inches thick.

- You come too, Eddie.
- I'm gonna talk to Mr. Morgan.

How's he been feeling?

How's his heart?

Oh, I know. I know
about the pills.

Thank you.

Nitroglycerine pills.

You know, Joe might
not have had a bad idea.

His retiring, you know?

Maybe.

Maybe not.

You know, a man with a
bad heart could fall over

trimming his rose bushes.

[SIGHS]

Well, it's... It's more of a
chance running a fishing boat.

Oh.

But he's stubborn, you know.

He won't give in to
anything. Not even his heart.

This strike isn't gonna
do him much good.

No.

Promise you'll
stay and help him.

No matter what he does.

He might try to unload, Nedda.

Yeah.

You've got to
understand something.

Last time he was out...
Well, you were with him.

He brought in a
hundred-dollar catch.

Two weeks, two men,
only a hundred dollars.

And the other season,
well, his engine gave out.

So you see, this is
it. This is his big one.

And he doesn't wanna let go.

There'll be a lot of
men against him.

I know.

But he likes you so much.

Like a son.

Don't let him get hurt.

Please stay. I'd
like you to stay.

You know, it's... It
really is a good life.

Once this is over.

TONY: Oh, Mr. Morgan.

Mr. Morgan.

Mr. Morgan. Tony Donovan.

Hello, Tony. Long time,
no talk. How's fishing?

You said he wasn't gonna unload.

He's talking to Morgan.

Pop.

I got a big catch.
What's the price?

Same price.

It was supposed to go up.

It didn't. Three-twenty a
ton and I'll take all you got.

Pop, you can't.

Look, you're the boss.
Tell them not to interfere.

Will you listen to reason?

You listen, if I don't unload,
my whole catch will be spoiled.

Well, I can't help that.

You could've held up the
strike. Put it off till we got in.

Pop, there are other
small boat owners like you.

They've got catches too.

But the price is too low.

Now, dump your load.
I'll help you out all I can.

No charity.

Then give it up. Give
up this whole thing.

I told you I'll help
you. Don't be stubborn.

- Joe, don't start that all over again.
- Pop.

You've given too much
to this business, to the sea.

Retire, Pop.

Retire to what?
To a rocking chair?

Take a little walk every day?

I'd be dead inside of a year.

Is that what you want, Joe?

I want you to take it easy.

I don't want you to get hurt.

Then why did you
start this strike?

I didn't start it.

We all started it, all
the small boat owners.

No, you did. It's your fault. Now,
I want you to get off this boat.

This is my boat and I
want you to get off of it.

- Pop. I don't...
- Get off, Joe.

You too, Nedda. Get
on off the boat, now.

You better stop, Eddie, or I
can't answer for what happens.

Can't you do anything?

[THUMPING]

Better get off the boat, Nedda.

[PHONE RINGS]

Yes?

I want the docks cleared.

That boat's going to unload.

Call the police. The riot squad.

I want them here on the double.

[CHATTERING]

Call it off, Joe.

You gotta let them get through.

- Beat it, Nedda.
- Come on. He's your own father.

All right, get out of
here before you get hurt.

Mr. Morgan, call your men off.

Send that boat back.

[BOAT CREAKING]

Do what he says.
It isn't worth it.

Well, if you're afraid, why don't
you run? Just go ahead and run.

I'm gonna start unloading.

[CHATTERING]

[SIRENS APPROACHING]

What do you think you're doing?
You guys got no right on my boat.

I'm gonna unload these fish.

I'll throw you right in the
drink, that's what I'll do with you.

You'll never forget,
the rest of your life.

All right, break it up.

Come on.

Hey.

Come on.

Let's go.

MAN: All right, no trouble.

All right, your association
has arranged bail.

As soon as you're booked and
fingerprinted, you're free to go.

Say, isn't this going to a lot
of trouble just for a dock fight?

Fingerprints, everything?

It was big enough to put
five people in the hospital.

You're being
booked on ten counts.

All the way up to assault
with deadly weapons.

Print him.

Who do I see about
bail for my men?

Desk sergeant.

I want to arrange bail for Tony
Donovan and Eddie Carter.

They make me feel
like a cheap crook.

Hey, Eddie.

Eddie, something wrong?

No.

You can leave now,
Tony. You and your friend.

And if you do go out again, signal
me from outside the channel light.

I'll send a boat for your
catch. It'll be safe that way.

Thank you. Thank
you, Mr. Morgan.

Now, lieutenant, do you wanna
classify these fingerprints?

Have to before the hearing.

Send them through
a routine check.

I'm sorry, Pop.

But you had no right.

I was just doing my job.

You had to go
with him, didn't you?

If it wasn't me, it'd have been
somebody else. Or he'd gone alone.

He doesn't understand.

The old days are gone.

There's no room
anymore for my old man.

Old tub's ready to break
apart, the private hunt.

Going out there with
a hook and a prayer.

That's all he
knows. That's his life.

Listen, don't you tell me
anything about my old man.

And don't you go
pumping him with hope.

I'm gonna tell you something,
I can't lay a hand on him.

But I can tear you apart.

And if you go
mouthing off, I will.

That's a promise.

Oh, Poppa. Poppa.
Are you all right, Poppa?

Sure, I'm all right.

You worry too much, Nedda.

That's what I get
paid for, Poppa.

You know, a
million dollars a day.

A million dollars a
day? Well, you're fired.

Now, you'll have to
live on just fresh air.

Oh, Poppa Poppa, how is Joe?

All right. All right.
All right. And Eddie?

Well, why don't
you ask him, Nedda?

- Just go ask him.
- Okay.

You okay, Tony?

Yeah, sure. I'm okay.

- Are you sure, Poppa?
- Of course I'm sure.

I'm all right. Ah.

- Oh, you're just a lousy cook, Eddie.
- I guess I am.

Well, you've had enough
for one day, Poppa.

Both of you. Now, just come
on. Let's go on home, huh?

Yeah, that's a good
idea. Let's do that.

Oh, I can't get over it.

You know, an old sea bass like
me having a young daughter like that.

She really is
something, huh, Eddie?

Bet she can cook too.

Yeah, a man sure
couldn't do better

than to come home to a
girl like that every night.

- Tony, I...
- Uh...

Of course we have...
It's a little island here.

It's a small world maybe,
but it's a good one.

You've been good to me, Tony.
I'll never be able to repay you.

What do you think I am?
Some kind of a bill collector?

[GLASSES CLINKING]

I might as well tell you,
Tony, and you too, Nedda.

I have to leave.

We're having an early dinner.

Won't you please stay?

No, I mean I have to leave now.

Well, why?

It was something that
Joe said to you, wasn't it?

No, Joe has
nothing to do with it.

I need you, Eddie.

The albacore are still running.

There's at least one more catch left
out there before the season's over.

Another catch and this again?

But we'll unload
outside the channel.

You heard Mr. Morgan say
that he'd send out a boat.

I can't, Tony.

We'll go to Mexico.

Yeah, we'll get a bigger load. We'll
make up everything that we lost.

I have to say goodbye.

Eddie, I'll give you an
extra share. Two for you.

You know, two for you and two
for me and just one for the boat.

Now you can't possibly do
better than that, can you?

Don't make it hard, Tony, I...

You're afraid, aren't you?

Well, you can think
anything you want.

A little trouble and you run.

Or is it me?

You want no part of me.

Eddie, I'll give you
one more chance.

Come with me.

I can't, Tony.

Okay. Okay, forget it.

I spent my whole life out
there alone, and I can still do it.

So, what are you waiting for? Get
out. Go on. Get out of the house.

Just get out of the house.

I remember you.

You're mixed up in
the strike, aren't you?

- Where's your boat?
- Well, it's down there, but...

Well, get back to it. No
fisherman's allowed off the island.

Why?

We got complaints from over 90
percent of the store owners in town.

Smashed windows,
broken display cases.

Even some looting.

You guys get tanked
up and we get trouble.

So you're staying right
here where you belong.

Yeah, but, you see, I'm not
employed there anymore. I...

Tough, because nobody
gets off this island.

All the trouble there is, we're
keeping it boxed up right here.

Hey, where's Tony's boat?

I don't know.

You know where Tony's boat is?

Better get moving, fink.

"Richard Kimble."

You never know what will
show up in routine checks.

- How many cars we got out there?
- Two.

Get another one
out there right away.

- Who's covering the docks?
- Dugan and Johnson.

Harris and Stein are on
standby. Send them out too.

Alert all cars.

Pick up Richard Kimble,
alias Eddie Carter.

Pull a make on him.

Then get the boat he was on,
everybody connected with him.

- We've got him socked in.
- Yes, sir.

What a juicy bone
he's gonna turn into.

Tony.

Eddie. Now, don't be afraid.

The lieutenant just left.

- What did he want? NEDDA: You.

Why?

For murdering your wife.

But you didn't do
it, did you, Eddie?

No, I didn't do it.

Oh, I understand now. That's
why you quit, you're running.

They took my
fingerprints. I had to.

Now I can't get off the island.

I looked for the
boat, I couldn't find it.

Well, I put it in
the store dock.

Look, Eddie, I'll
make a deal with you.

I'm leaving tomorrow with
the boat for Mexico, to fish.

Now, I'll put you
off down there.

All I want you to do is to
help me make the first catch.

- What do you say to that?
- No.

Oh, he's innocent,
Nedda. I believe him.

Well?

You got yourself a deal, Tony.

Good. Good. I'll just
take a look up the street.

Will you stay with him
as long as you can?

I'll stay with him
as long as I can.

It's all clear, Eddie.

Now, we'll leave
tomorrow from the old dock.

Now, you spend the night here.
So come on in. Come in the house.

JOE: You're not
going out again, Poppa.

Don't let him go, Nedda.

He's gotta go all the way
to Mexico for that albacore.

Now, he doesn't have a
license to fish in Mexico.

If you get picked up, they're
gonna take away your boat

and they're gonna
fine you $10,000.

If you can't pay the fine,
they're gonna throw you in jail.

Poppa.

Oh, don't be so bullheaded.
Will you listen to me? Talk to me.

IRWIN: Going out again, Tony?

- That's right.
- Alone?

Yeah.

I've got a warrant
to search your boat.

Help yourself. Sure.

Check up forward, Bill.

What do they want?

I don't see that this is
none of your business.

You're not telling me something.

Oh, just don't try to
get mixed up in this.

What are they looking for?

Is he in some kind of trouble?

She don't know nothing
about it. Now get off.

- Anything?
- Not a thing.

Nobody hides forever, Tony.

Now, what's he talking about?

I told you that I wanted
you to get off this boat.

Now, I want you to get off.
Get off. Go on. Get off this boat.

Eddie. Eddie.

Quick. Come on. Come
on. Come on. Quick. Quick.

Hey, you. You're not going
anywhere. You, or my old man.

NEDDA: Let go. Joe, stop it.

- You're stupid.
- Eddie.

Stupid. Stupid.

Don't do that. Joe. Eddie.

- Eddie. TONY: Stop
it. Get up from there.

Yeah, I got it. Right away.

Trouble. Right where we
came from. Double back.

[SIREN WAILING]

Eddie.

Joe.

- Joe, you'll kill him.
- Poppa, do something.

Stop it, boys. Stop it.

Joe, don't hit him
with that. You'll kill him.

Eddie.

Is he all right?

He's all right.

Well, we better go
then, now. Quick.

Quick.

[ENGINE FAILING TO START]

[SIREN APPROACHING]

[ENGINE STARTS]

Come on, Eddie. Get on.

All right, what happened?

- What happened?
- Had a fight.

- Who with?
- Uh...

Eddie Carter.

Where is he? Where is
he? We're looking for him.

- What for?
- Murder.

- What do you mean?
- He's wanted for murder, Joe.

He's on that boat.

He's on that boat with my dad.

Where are they heading?

Mexican waters.
Maybe off Guadalupe.

Call the Coast Guard.

You come along with me. We
need all the help we can get.

How does it look?

Depends how long it takes them to
get one of those Coast Guard cutters out.

But we could make it.

Hi, Poppa. Don't holler at me.
I couldn't let you go out alone.

And you will be alone
after you drop Eddie off.

You know about me, don't you?

Yeah.

Heartburn is one thing.

But those nitroglycerine
pills, they're something else.

I'm tough, honey, real tough.

I know.

I've got a bearing on her.

Two-two-zero, three miles.

Code white, 220.

You know, maybe when you get
out of all this, you'll come back, huh?

I'd like that.

Maybe I'll have a
bigger boat by then.

We'll go after everything:

bluefin, skipjack,
albacore, everything.

No more troubles.

MAN [OVER RADIO]:
Tillicum, come in.

Come in, Tillicum.

You have an escaped
criminal onboard.

No, sir. No, no. All I've got
aboard is a good fisherman.

Right, Eddie?

[LAUGHS]

There she is.

On the Tillicum.
Heave to. Heave to.

I wanna board you.

- Ron?
- Yeah.

Put a shot across her bow.

Okay.

If we make it into that fog
bank, we can lose them.

They're too close.
It's not worth it, Tony.

Yeah, but you're innocent.

They'll blow us out of the
water. Come on. Let's give it up.

What do you say, Nedda?

Poppa, nothing I've ever
said ever changed your mind.

Look. Look. Look,
we can make it.

We gotta get them before
they hit that fog bank.

Full speed ahead.

- Ron, get them on the radar.
- Yes, sir.

They lost him.

What do you mean?
How could they lose him?

Radar had a power failure.

By the time they scrambled out
of the fog, your father disappeared.

He's probably in
Mexican waters by now.

So now what? You
just forget about him?

Not a chance. We keep looking.

Coast Guard's about to
launch a search aircraft.

Why don't you come along? You
might be of some help spotting his boat.

NEDDA: How you doing, Poppa?
- Oh, great, honey, just great.

We're gonna fill that hold
up till it's overflowing this time.

NEDDA: Oh, that's wonderful.

Oh, I never thought
we'd make it.

KIMBLE: Neither did I. Uhn.

You're a good skipper, Tony.

Well, there's a place
I know, a little village.

We'll drop you off there
after we make the catch.

Nice people, they are. Uh...

They'll see to it that
you get back safe.

Oh, boy, we're really
gonna load them in here.

You can tell that, can't you?

Here's a good one I
got coming up right now.

A real good one.

I'll tell you that,
that's the good one.

[GRUNTS]

Oh, I got another
one coming in here.

[COUGHING]

Tony.

Call the Coast Guard.

What about you?

Head the boat toward shore.

Maybe we can get some
help before they get here.

What if we don't?

We have to get him to a
hospital, one way or another.

Well, you're a doctor.
Can't you fix him up here?

No. He needs a hospital.
He needs intensive care.

Well, go on, call the...

Call the Coast Guard.
Come on. Get on the radio.

Go on.

Keep him quiet until
the plane comes.

You better go now.

It's gonna be a long swim.

[WATER SPLASHING]

[PLANE APPROACHING]

Come on in.

- Where's Kimble?
- Pop.

He swam ashore.

How long ago?

About an hour or so.

Where is he, Nedda?

Where is he? You can fool
them, but you can't fool me.

It's more than a mile to shore.

Listen to me, Joe.

Poppa was dead and he
brought him back to life.

He could have left, but he
stayed until the last minute.

Can't you understand that?

You sure that's what
he did? Swam ashore?

All right, never mind about him.
Let's get my pop to the hospital.

All right. Give him a hand.

MAN: Okay.

JOE: Easy. Easy.

Here.

Here.

All right, Nedda, you go in with
Pop. I'll take care of the boat.

[STARTS ENGINE]

Cast off, Nedda.

Okay.

JOE: No, Nedda.

The strike is still on, Pop.

The strike is still on, huh?
Well, so, what else is new?

One day out of the hospital
and you're going out again.

Go fight with the doctor. He
said fishing was good for me.

Well, you're not going out
there, not alone, and that's final.

- No?
- No, you're not.

All right. Why don't
you go with him?

I can't go with him. What
are you talking about?

Try.

You're not going out
for bluefin or albacore?

One pole. One fish.

Come on, Joe. You and me.

Just like we used to
when you was a kid.

- Huh?
- You could use some recreation too.

Yeah, and believe me,
Joe, you know, believe me,

next year, the albacore are
gonna be bigger than ever.

And I'm never wrong, am I, huh?

- Never, Pop.
- No, sir.

[CHUCKLES]

Take good care of him. Have fun.

NARRATOR: Another horizon,
another haven to look for.

The constant
search of a fugitive.