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ANNOUNCER: Next:

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Venous, I'm sure.

His pulse is weak. There
must be internal bleeding.

The bullet probably severed
the branch of the vena cava.

- That's the...
- I know what it is.

We'll have to go
in and tie it off.

Oh, it's been too long.

You'd better call a doctor.

There isn't time, Josef.

Ben. Ben, listen. This
man is a policeman.

He says that you're
Dr. Richard Kimble.

He came here to arrest
you. Please, you must go.

[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:

Ludwig Donath, Julie Sommars,

Arlene Martel.

[ANNOUNCER READS ON-SCREEN TEXT]

NARRATOR: Richard Kimble,
fugitive, like everyone else,

has to stop long enough
to work and eat and rest.

Even though every time
he does any of these things,

his own personal
danger increases tenfold.

Cabinet maker or upholsterer?

- Neither, I'm...
- Semi-skilled.

Two bucks an hour to
start is the best I can do.

Okay.

Korak?

- Name?
- Ben Russell.

Address?

I just got into town.

Jan Korak, Ben Russell.

Just do like he tells you.

Please, we put
your suitcase away.

And in a piece like this one,

all the damaged portions
must be re-glued first,

then we re-tie the springs.

My wife and my sister, they
are sewing the covering material.

And my father, he will help us to
sew it in place with large needles.

Oh, uh, Papa, ladies,
this is Mr. Russell.

- How do you do?
- How do you do?

Sort of a family
enterprise, huh?

Well, it just worked
out that way. Come.

- How about lunch today, Carla?
- I can't, I brought my lunch.

My fault. I should've asked
yesterday. How about tomorrow, huh?

Oh, I'll think about it.

I happened to pack
an extra sandwich.

In case you know anybody
who might be interested.

Guarantee to find somebody.

Thanks, Carla.

JAN: See, you come around
like this, pull through, knot.

Well, I think I've got it.

I don't know why you cops can't
wait for the lunch break or closing time.

Look at them.

If I lose ten minutes a man, do you
know how much that is in dollars?

Do you know how much you could be
fined in dollars for harboring a fugitive?

I told you, I don't
know no criminals.

Well, are you just gonna
stand there all day?

He may be here. I thought I'd give
him a chance to make a break for it.

We'll walk through slow.

Hey, you.

What are they
trying to do to Billy?

Please, Mr. Russell.
There's little bit...

No more. No, thank you.

It's wonderful
but, no, thank you.

Papa?

- Well, then.
- Thank you, Magda.

Where he puts it, I don't know.

[JAN CHUCKLES]

KIMBLE: Here.

You were born in this country,
weren't you, Mr. Russell?

Carla, at least let the poor
man digest his supper first.

First?

Oh, we just wanted
to show off a little bit.

You see, we've been admitted
for permanent residence.

We've been in this country long
enough to become naturalized citizens.

So... [SLAPS TABLE]

Good night.

JAN: Good night, Papa.
CARLA: Good night, Papa.

Good night, Mr. Korak.
Thank you for your hospitality.

You're welcome.

Oh. You may sleep
here, Mr. Russell.

Well, that's not necessary...

There's a cot which can
be put in there. I insist.

JAN: As you can see,
Papa's used to giving orders.

At any rate, I doubt if you could
find another place at this hour.

I'm very grateful.

- You're getting upset needlessly...
- Oh, I know that look on his face.

He's getting ready
to leave again.

Well, this time I'm not going.

And I mean it.

I'm sorry, Mr. Russell.

JAN: Uh, Carla
wants to be a citizen.

We all do, except Papa.

We, uh, travel around
a good deal, you see,

and it is required that one
remain continuously in one state

for six months.

Uh, this we have
not been able to do.

Uh, we have a
ceremony each night.

We, uh... We drink
a glass of wine

and, uh, we recite from memory
some piece of American literature.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

- Who is there?
CHARNEY: The police.

Open up right away.

We're looking for a man
known to you as Billy Karnes.

Is he here?

- No, why...?
- Please, don't get in front of me.

- Anybody in that room?
- My father.

CHARNEY: Come
out, please, Mr. Korak.

- Anybody else here?
- No.

Sorry to bother you, folks,

but I understand this Billy
Karnes was quite interested in you.

If you're Carla Korak.

We went out together several
times, if it's any of your business.

It is our business.

Bowlen is his real name.

He jumped parole in Houston and
is suspected of murder in Phoenix.

That's impossible. Billy's
not that kind of person at all.

Well, I'm afraid he is, miss.

Bowlen is very dangerous.

Please, believe that.

All of you.

If you should see him or
hear anything about him,

please get word
to us right away.

My name is Sergeant
Charney. Ask for me.

If I'm out, get the information to
anybody in the detective bureau.

Please, uh, excuse my father.

He has had considerable
unpleasantness with the police.

Oh?

In Budapest, sergeant.
That's in Hungary.

Uh, we all just managed to
get out of there a few years ago.

Nobody has to fear
the police in this country.

Unless, of course, they've
done something wrong,

which includes helping
someone like Bowlen.

That's a crime too, you
know. And a serious one.

We understand, sergeant.

CHARNEY: Good night.

Your oatmeal's
almost ready, Papa.

Good morning.

There is coffee in the kitchen.

Not bad. Shoes
look a little too good.

Scuff them up some
when you go outside.

Okay.

You really think Bowlen might
be stupid enough to show up?

It's possible.

We buttoned the neighborhood
fast. I don't think he got far.

And he likes dames. That's
how he got nailed last time.

DETECTIVE: They're
coming out now, sarge.

CHARNEY: Let
Macklin take a look.

[WHISTLES]

You know something?
This might almost make up

for some of those dirty jobs
you've been handing me all year.

Don't count on all
play and no work.

That upholstery place expects
a full day's labor out of you.

That's the deal I made.

You wanna take another
look at Bowlen's mug shot?

No, I've locked him in.

Oh, yeah, I forgot. You
and your photographic head.

Who's the tall guy
with the Koraks?

Ben Russell. He started
work there just yesterday.

Moved right in, didn't
he? He looks familiar.

- Get going and don't forget the shoes.
- Right.

JAN: Papa didn't come back?

He just went for a
walk. He'll be right back.

JAN: He didn't eat.

Ben, do you know
anything about the law?

- A little.
- Carla.

We have to trust
somebody sometime.

We just can't go on running
and running all our lives.

Especially when he's
not even guilty of anything.

Your father?

It is, uh, not right for us to bother
you with our private problems.

I feel as Carla
does. I trust Ben.

And the one thing we have not
done in all this time is to ask advice.

Perhaps now this is the time.

Your father a doctor?

What a strange question.

I saw some medical
books under his bed.

I think he knows I saw them.

He was a doctor, a surgeon,
when we were in Europe.

When we got out of Hungary
and we came to this country,

he had all the
proper credentials.

Did he intern here?

He had just a few months left

and then this girl came to him.

She wanted to have an abortion.

Of course, Papa wouldn't do it,

so she went someplace
else to have it done.

And it was done badly.

She was dying when
she came back to Papa.

And he did everything
he could to save her.

He even called an ambulance.

He was accused of
performing the operation?

She pointed at him, the girl.

"It's his fault," she said.

Then she died.

If anybody dies from an illegal
abortion, it's called murder.

Was there a hearing?

No. When the police come to
question Papa, he became afraid.

He ran away and we ran with him.

He had no way to
prove his innocence.

It was just the girl's
word against his.

In Hungary, when someone is
questioned by the authorities,

he goes to prison.

Well, here in the United States,
you're innocent until you're proved guilty.

How could Papa be sure
he could not be proved guilty?

Things like this could happen.

Hi, folks. I've just been elected
to a one-man cleanup committee.

Can I help you keep
your factory spotless?

CARLA: Thank you.

My name's Jim Macklin.
I just started here today.

I noticed.

You did? Well, I didn't
notice that you noticed.

[CARLA CHUCKLES]

- You through?
KIMBLE: Yeah, thanks.

His prints are all over
it. Both hands, probably.

Forget it. We're
looking for Bowlen.

I was gonna ask you to drop it
off at the lab, but I can do it myself.

I'll take it.

Stay away from the
department until this job's over.

You might as well
sleep right here.

Any sign of Bowlen?

Grocery store was broken into
a couple of blocks from here.

The prowler was scared off.

I figure it could be
Bowlen getting hungry.

You all don't know
what you're talking about.

None of you.

And you have also betrayed
your father to a stranger.

Oh, Papa, no one's betrayed you.

No. Not yet.

I have no reason
to hurt you, Josef.

No, not today, perhaps.

But after a time,

you might think it's your duty
to talk to the police about me.

And why not?

You're an American

and I'm an alien.

A trespasser.

Accused of a crime
against your community.

You don't even know if
you were officially accused.

You ran away before you had
a chance to defend yourself.

What do you know
about such things?

I know a man has to try.

And if I fail?

I shall tell you. At the very
least, imprisonment for murder.

And for my
children, deportation.

Papa, that's silly.

Is it?

I know something about the law.

You are all accessories.

You aided me in
my unlawful flight.

Well, that's what
the policeman said.

Threatening us
with investigation

if your fine friend
Billy Karnes shows up.

[SCOFFS]

Investigation.

Do you know how long it will take
for the police to find out who I am?

And what I'm
hiding for? That long.

Papa, Billy's not going
to come back here.

He knows that
they're looking for him.

He'll show up.

I saw how he looked at you.

You're always painting
everything black.

Well, this time,
we're not going.

At least, I'm not.

You haven't committed
a crime, Josef.

But what you're
doing is almost as bad.

You're depriving the world
of your medical knowledge.

In the time you've spent running away,
you could have saved quite a few lives.

Who are you to make speeches
to me about the glory of medicine?

Macklin. Macklin, wake up.

[PHONE RINGS]

Charney here.

Macklin here. Old man
Korak just came out.

Looks like he's leaving
town. You want him tailed?

No. Let him go.

No chance he might
contact Bowlen?

No. From what I heard,
he couldn't stand the kid.

The girl's our best bet.

All right.

KIMBLE: Where's Josef?

He went out early this
morning. I heard him.

He likes to do that
on Saturday mornings.

Sometimes he walks for hours,

then he comes back with
some goodies for lunch.

- Here, I'll help you.
- No, thank you.

I'm just going down to the
basement to put these in the washer.

Drink your coffee.

I would offer you some eggs,
Ben, but Jan ate the last of them.

JAN: Hmm?

We still need some other
things at the market too.

I'll get them, Magda.

Oh, that would be nice.

Jan reads every
word in the newspaper

and he still has
yesterday's to finish.

I'll get my jacket.

KARNES: Hello, Carla.

Billy.

You shouldn't have
come back here.

I never left. There are cops all
over the place, you know that.

No, I didn't. They were
here to ask us about you...

Well, you don't know you're
staked out either, I suppose.

Staked out?

[CHUCKLES]

They're holed up right across
the street from your apartment.

Carla, I'm hungry.

I need a place to hide out
until they stop looking for me.

Now, you go upstairs, make
sure the shades are drawn.

Carla, I wouldn't hurt you.

Well, you know that.

And you wouldn't hurt
me either, would you?

Of course not.

Billy, they're going to
find you sooner or later,

and when they do, you'll be in
worse trouble than you are now...

That's not possible.

Come on, let's...

Billy, I know you couldn't kill anybody,
but the way to prove you're innocent...

Look,

let's get one thing
straight, Carla.

I'm not innocent.

Go.

Your family thinks you went
for your Saturday morning walk.

Ben, I know what I'm doing.

I don't know why a man runs
when he's not even sure he has to.

I am sure.

Ben, I owe it to my children
to let them become Americans.

They need it, and they
will become good citizens.

As an American yourself, please,

I beg of you, just
allow me to disappear.

Twenty-five years a surgeon,

you're gonna give all
that up without a fight?

Oh, I had intended to fight,

but if you could see the
faces of those who believed I...

I've seen the faces.

You?

Josef, they're sure to have
done an autopsy on that girl.

Possibly.

Possibly not.

Besides, the post-mortem might
have even proved my guilt in their eyes.

I will not take the chance.

I will not gamble
with my freedom

or the freedom of my children.

Ben, the argument is finished.

No, it isn't.

What you're about to do now is
the worst thing you could possibly do.

Josef, you leave town now
and the police will be positive

that you're doing it because
you helped Billy Karnes.

Oh, nonsense.

They'll have an APB out
on you in a matter of hours.

An APB, what is that?

All-points bulletin. Every
police station, every policeman,

every motorcycle cop
will have your description.

They'll pick you up before
you get out of the state.

You told me you couldn't
stand an investigation right now.

CARLA: Jan?

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

I'll go.

Sit down.

Billy,

isn't there some way...?

No, Carla.

I killed a man.
They want me for it.

I'm sorry.

[CHUCKLES]

That shade's been down
for more than ten minutes.

- I don't know what to make of it.
- Why make anything out of it?

There's one down over there
and there's one over there too.

[PHONE RINGS]

- Macklin.
- This is Charney.

I got a make on those
fingerprints on the coffee cup.

He's Richard Kimble.

- Who?
- Dr. Richard Kimble.

You remember that
guy in Indiana who...?

Yeah, sure. Was
convicted and then escaped.

Are you sure, sarge?

They're his fingerprints.

Now, you and Tom go over
and nail him, and be careful.

- He's out. CHARNEY: What?

Left about an hour ago,
no suitcases or anything.

- And he wasn't in a hurry.
- All right.

Chances are he'll be coming back,
and when he does, you two be ready.

I'm on my way.

All right.

Why don't I go up to the
Korak apartment and wait there?

Not a bad idea.

If he comes, I
can follow him in.

You think they'll let you in?

Carla will.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Who is it?

It's Jim Macklin.

You know, from work.
Uh, I met you yesterday.

I wanna talk to you.

No, I'm sorry. I'm busy.

Carla, you've gotta open up. I'm
here on official police business.

You hear me, Carla?

KARNES [MOUTHS]: Just a minute.

Just a minute.

MACKLIN: I don't wanna have
to break the door open, Carla.

I'm coming.

Don't be scared, Carla.
Good morning, folks.

Is there something wrong?

Well, we found out
your friend Russell

is really a character
named Dr. Richard Kimble.

- And Dr. Richard Kimble...
- Don't move, cop.

All right, raise them up.

Higher.

Turn around.

You know I won't hurt
her, but the cops might.

So don't say
anything to anybody.

You hear?

Put your hands
behind your back, Carla.

Where's Carla?

That boy, Billy
Karnes, she's with him.

Where?

Josef, you take over here.
I'll go find out where Carla is.

He won't harm her. I
know he won't. He love her.

What do you mean
he won't harm her?

She'll be safe if you don't
do anything to frighten him.

Please.

Very little blood now.

Dark.

It's venous, I'm sure.

His pulse is weak. There
must be internal bleeding.

Vena cava.

The bullet probably severed
the branch of the vena cava.

- That's the...
- I know what it is.

We'll have to go
in and tie it off.

Oh, it's been too long.

You'd better call a doctor.

There isn't time, Josef.

Ben. Ben, listen. This
man is a policeman.

He says that you're
Dr. Richard Kimble.

He came here to arrest
you. Please, you must go.

You're a doctor, Ben?

Well, then you do it.

I was a pediatrician,
Josef. You're the surgeon.

You're right. Go. Go.

You can't do it alone.

- Have you ever done this before?
- Once, as an intern.

Once is not enough.

Give it to me. Please, go.

It'll take both of us.

CHARNEY: Bowlen, stop!

Retract.

Good.

Now cut.

I'm not sure of these sutures.

We'd better leave the clamps
in until he gets to the hospital.

I agree.

Pack it, but don't
make the closure.

You did a wonderful job, doctor.

Well, I've heard
about kitchen surgery.

And this was truly it.

Thank you.

You saved him.

Well, the bleeding was stopped.

Of course, there's still
severe danger of infection.

You can't leave it now,
Josef. It's where you belong.

[SIREN WAILING]

Good luck, doctor.

Good luck to you, doctor.

KIMBLE: Up there.

First of all, he needs blood.

We have a plasma
setup in the ambulance.

CHARNEY: Wait a
minute. JOSEF: Carla.

- How is he?
- His pulse is still pretty slow...

His chances would greatly improve
if you let him get to the hospital.

Your friend, uh,
what's his name?

Ben Russell.

Oh, yes. I'd like
to talk with him.

Macklin's a good man.

I'd like to thank Dr., uh,
Russell for saving his life.

Sergeant, I performed
the operation.

You?

Oh, come, Mr. Korak.

CARLA: Sergeant,

my father's a surgeon.

CHARNEY: Hmm.

That's quite a medical
feat you performed,

especially without assistance.

Yeah.

It's amazing sometimes, what
one can do when one must.

I'd still like to see Ben
Russell. Is he coming back?

Oh, uh, he said he was going
to go to the market, didn't he?

And that was some time ago.

It's really a shame
he wasn't here.

I'm sure he would have been a
big help to you in the operation.

But, of course, you had
no way of knowing that,

did you?

Yes, Dr. Korak, he also
has medical knowledge.

- So long. JOSEF: Sergeant?

Yes?

May I come to the station with
you and talk to someone there?

Chief of police, perhaps?

I have a problem with
which I need some help.

Sorry, doctor.
You're under arrest.

I understand, sergeant.

No, put those things away.

First thing you have to do, doctor,
is clear up the abortion charge.

That's a police matter.

Then there'll be a medical board of
inquiry Tuesday morning in New York.

Where's your family?

Why aren't they around
here with a lawyer?

I don't need a lawyer
for this hearing, sergeant.

And I hope that is
as far as it will go.

As for my children,

I didn't want them to be here.

You see, this is an
important day for them.

They're becoming citizens.

NARRATOR: He stands convicted
of a crime he did not commit.

His full-time occupation is
a search for the guilty man.

There is no one who has a
greater appreciation of freedom

and of the blessings of liberty

than Richard Kimble, fugitive.