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NARRATOR: Next:

[NARRATOR READS ON-SCREEN TEXT]

Drop it.

[GUNSHOT]

- Ahh!
- Oh!

Go check him out, doc.

Nice try, lady.

But, you see, I remembered what
Kenny told me about this place.

He said it was owned by some
old widow lady who never used it.

OWEN: You're Richard
Kimble, aren't you?

You're the ones who pulled off that
armored car robbery in Plattsboro.

You see?

You know everybody.

How is he?

He's dead.

Now, if you will all
behave yourselves,

we won't have to have
any more ugliness like that.

Agreed?

[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:

James Broderick, Edward Asner,

Georgann Johnson.

[ANNOUNCER READS ON-SCREEN TEXT]

NARRATOR: For some,
a highway is just a road

to travel for
business or pleasure.

For Richard Kimble, it is sometimes
the only means to freedom.

But at the moment, just
minutes ahead of the law,

it can be a one-way street
leading to sudden death.

[SIRENS WAILING]

All right, let's fan out
and cover the area.

You two men head
on up to the basin.

Oh, you won't catch
Kimble that way.

Yeah? Why not?

Well, you got a hundred trails
winding in and out of these hills.

It's bush and pine for a
hundred-square miles.

You could send your
entire force up there.

They'd have trouble
finding each other.

Well, of course, we're
only state policemen, sheriff.

We don't have the natural
competence you mountain boys have.

The best idea might be to cover the
roads and towns around these hills.

Sooner or later, he's gonna get tired
and hungry and he'll have to come out.

When he does, you'll
be waiting for him.

Come on, Lee, these boys
can take care of themselves.

[CAR ENGINE STARTS]

KENNY: Hey.

I could use some help.

What happened?

I caught a slug.

What are you worried about?

I was up there, I saw.

You're only two steps
ahead of the law yourself.

What do you want?

Help me get where I'm going.

- Where's that?
- A cabin couple of miles further in.

What do the cops want with you?

How long have
you had that bullet?

Since yesterday.

- I'll try and get you some help.
- No.

You need help.

Look, you need help too.

I can get you out of here.

This is my territory. I know
ways the cops never heard of.

Hey.

We got a deal.

I don't care what
you say, I gotta...

[GROANING]

Come on.

Okay. Thank you,
sergeant. Good luck.

No, I mean it.

Those state boys must think we
really wanna see them strike out.

Well, don't we?

Once in a while, maybe.
It's good for the soul.

Yeah, whose?

Mine, I guess.

Anyhow, they...

They found a couple of
hikers on the Lewisburg Plateau

that think they saw
Kimble about an hour ago.

Well, he must be
moving pretty fast.

Looks mean.

Just like a killer. You
can spot them right off.

Is that right?

It's a science, you know.

Reading faces.

I didn't know. I thought
you had to gather evidence,

old-fashioned things like that.

You know what I mean.

Oh, Mrs. Craig?

Owen Troop.

I'd like to talk to Laura, if
she'd like to talk to me, that is.

Oh? Where?

No. No, she didn't tell me.

Yeah.

Yeah, thanks.

I thought you two had split up.

Oh, we did, but somebody
had to back down first.

Her mother said she rented that
old Tyler cabin for a couple of weeks.

She went up this morning.

And you're afraid that's
where Kimble might be?

Uh, have to keep moving.
Have to tell my friends.

You keep going,
you'll bleed to death.

We're almost there.

Right through those trees.

Come on.

What happened?

Hunting accident.

Well, let's get
him in the house.

In there.

[GROANS]

How bad is he?

There's probably
some internal bleeding.

Wound's in a bad spot.

What are you gonna do?

You got a telephone?

Nope.

Well, even if I did, are
you sure you wanna use it?

Well, why shouldn't I?

Well...

I've seen men go hunting
in some pretty wild outfits...

but nobody goes hunting
in shoes like these.

Did you ever walk on pine
needles in leather soles?

Is he a friend of yours?

No, I found him in the woods.

He asked me to
take him to this cabin.

- Truth?
- That's the truth.

Well, a gunshot wound
can mean a lot of things.

Most of them bad.

Oh, I just wish there was
something we could do.

That's why I wanted a telephone.

Well, the nearest one
is at least ten miles.

I don't think either one of us could
make it, what, with it getting dark.

This is pretty rough country.

Well, I'd like to try if you don't
mind being alone with him.

Well, if you could just
stay the night with him,

then you could get to town in
the morning and phone the sheriff.

Maybe they could
send in a helicopter.

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess that'd be best.

My name is Laura Craig.

Tom Anderson.

Well, anyway, I didn't
think it was childish.

Heaven knows I'm too
old for that sort of thing.

We grown-up ladies
don't go all to pieces.

Anyway, after Owen and
I had this enormous fight,

I didn't rush into my
bedroom and slam the door,

throw myself on the bed
and have a good long cry.

Instead, I did the mature
and responsible thing.

I climbed up this mountain...

and crawled into this cabin,
threw myself on the bed...

and then had a good long cry.

Who's ahead?

KIMBLE: He is. But not by much.

He still has a fever.

Tomorrow I'll go into town.

See if I can get that
helicopter you spoke about

to take him to the hospital.

No. No hospitals.

We made a deal.

What kind of a deal could
you make with a man like that?

Please tell me if I'm
asking too many questions.

Well, it's your house.

And you don't have
to answer, right?

I mean, what the heck? A
guest deserves his privacy.

You bring in the walking
wounded and requisition a nurse,

and no questions asked.

You'd think I was running
a motel or something.

I came up here to be alone,

and the next thing I know, you
all come crawling up the mountain,

turn this whole
place inside out.

Don't you think you owe me
something? I mean, a little hint or...?

I guess I lost my audience.

Good morning.

KIMBLE: Good morning.

Breakfast is all ready.

Oh, thank you.

We've got visitors.

Do you know them?

No.

I tell you, after all this,
he'd better be there.

This is his territory.
He'll be there.

He might have told
us about the road.

That fuel line snapped like
somebody took a sledgehammer to it.

- Hi. LAURA: Hi.

My name is Joe Bantam.

- This is my nephew, Larry.
- Hi.

- And my brother-in-law, Jim Ross.
- Hello.

What brings you way up here?

We heard there was good hunting.

LAURA: What kind
of game are you after?

Oh, the usual.

See, we ran into a hole
back down on the road,

and we busted a
fuel line on our car.

We were hoping maybe we
could use your phone, call for help.

I'm sorry, there's no phone.

Oh, that's too bad.

Ma'am, you suppose I could
ask you for a glass of water?

Well, there's a pump right up
there on the hill. Just help yourself.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Beautiful country.

Yes, we like it.

Anybody else been up
through here the past day or so?

Are you looking for someone?

No, just wondering if we had
these woods all to ourselves this trip.

Well, I think so.

I think you'll have good hunting
once you get the generator fixed.

Fuel line.

Yeah, that's what I meant.

[GROANING]

Hey, Ross.

Now, you take my uncle,
he was a real indoor man.

He said to me, "Joe, there's two
things you got to remember in life:

Always have respect for your
parents and never leave the asphalt."

Hey, Bantam.
Guess who's in here.

Who's he?

I don't know.

He was here, that's all.

Who are you?

I just found him in the woods.

What happened to him?

He was shot. He's
lost a lot of blood.

Take these two
into the other room.

Who shot you, Kenny?

The other guard. Armored car.

Where's the money?

I don't know.

What do you mean you don't know?

I was trying to hop a freight.

I threw the bag in,
but I couldn't hold on.

What are you telling me?

The money's on the train.

He's lying. He's holding out.

Come on, Kenny, you
don't expect us to buy that.

You had time to change out
of your uniform, you had time...

I didn't change.

I had this on underneath.

You stashed that
money somewhere.

Now, where is it?

The money's on the train.

The truth, I swear it.

BANTAM: The truth?

I'll get the truth.

[GROANS]

[SMACKING AND GRUNTING]

Forget it. You ain't
going anywhere.

Get some cold
water or something.

He passed out.

That man is badly hurt.

If you're trying to kill him, I think
you're doing a pretty good job of it.

We're not trying to kill him.

But we're not trying
not to kill him, either.

Who are you?

I told you.

We're hunters.

And we just found
what we're looking for.

You're not gonna tell me
you've been up all night.

- All right.
- Well, have you?

Yes.

Well, it didn't
seem to help much.

- Anything new?
- Oh, Hodges just called.

He said he covered the whole
Lewisburg Plateau, no sign of Kimble.

Well, he could've
gone north or west.

He could have
made it out by now.

Hodges' men would have
nailed him on the highway.

So where is he?

Right there.

Between Strawberry
Mountain and the plateau.

That's a lot of territory.

Yeah, well, Laura's
cabin is up there.

I'm gonna cover
some of it right now.

I'm going with you.

[TAPPING]

Cut it out.

Okay, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Waiting around
has got me nervous.

What's the matter with you?

Nobody's chasing us.

Yeah. I know.

But how do we know nobody's chasing
our double-crossing friend in there?

If he double-crossed you,
why would he come back here?

Because he knew if he
didn't show, we'd find him.

So I guess he figured his best
bet was selling us a fairy tale.

That bullet seems real enough.

That's what I get for
fooling with amateurs.

If he'd have stuck to the
plan, he'd have made it.

We would have been
there to help him.

But he made his
play a mile too soon.

A lousy armored car guard
making a bill and a half a week.

You give him a chance
for an easy 25,000,

all of a sudden,
he gets big ideas.

He figures the whole
bundle should be his.

How do you know?

The papers said Kenny
got away with the money

after the other
guard winged him.

He couldn't have gotten
very far with that bullet.

BANTAM: He had a car stashed.

Ditched it near
the freight yards.

At least that's where
the cops found it.

How much longer
before he comes out of it?

- Why ask me?
- Heh.

BANTAM: Because you seem
to know what you're doing.

Well, I know if a man is bleeding,
you try to stop the bleeding.

I'll go check him.

You tell him it's
no good faking.

I'll tell him.

Hold it.

I wouldn't try running.

Inside.

[CAR DOORS SHUTTING]

ROSS: Bantam, take a look.

Come here.

- Do you know them?
- Yes.

- Do they know you're here?
- I don't know.

Take him in the back room
and keep him quiet with Kenny.

Make sure they both
keep their mouths shut.

Watch what you
say, you understand?

- Morning, Laura.
- Hello, Owen. Hi, Lee.

Good to see you again.

Well, it's good to
see you too, Laura.

This is Sheriff
Troop, and this is...

My name is Joe Bantam, sheriff.
This is my brother-in-law, Jim Ross.

What brings you
fellas way up here?

We heard this is
good hunting country.

Out there it is.

We were out there, but our car
broke down a mile or so back.

We saw the cabin, thought
there might be a phone.

What are you doing here, Owen?

I'm looking for a man.

What did he do, this man?

He killed his wife.

Have you seen him?

No. Not around
here. Dr. Kimble, huh?

I remember the case.

He's a doctor in
Indiana, isn't he?

Yeah.

Well, if you do hear
anything, I'd appreciate a call.

Well, sure thing, sheriff.

Laura, I'd feel better if
you came back into town.

Oh, I can take care of myself.

Anything I can
do for you in town?

Yes. Would you call Mr. Tyler?

He was worried about
that old wood-burning stove.

Just tell him it draws fine.

All right. I'll probably check
back in a couple of days.

[DOOR SHUTS]

Lee?

We're going back.

I figured you got the message.

Drop it.

[GUNSHOT]

- Ahh!
- Owen.

Go check him out, doc.

Nice try, lady.

But, you see, I remembered what
Kenny told me about this place.

He said it was owned by some
old widow lady who never used it.

So there isn't any
Mr. Tyler, is there, sheriff?

OWEN: You're Richard
Kimble, aren't you?

And you're the ones who pulled off
that armored car robbery in Plattsboro.

You see?

You know everybody.

How is he?

He's dead.

Now, if you will all
behave yourselves,

we won't have to have
any more ugliness like that.

Agreed?

How is he?

Well, his respiration is about
the same, his pulse is normal.

Translate.

You'll be able to talk
to him in about an hour.

And after that, we
gotta be ready to roll.

Car's here, all right.

But it sure looks like
it belongs to a sheriff.

Where's the nearest garage?

There's only one up here.
About ten miles further north.

Okay, you're gonna
drive us over there

and we'll pick up whatever
we need to patch up our car.

Why take me?

Might look a little funny one
of us driving up on your wheels.

Give me the cuffs.

Hook him up in there.

He can keep an
eye on his patient.

Oh, yeah.

The key.

That's a cute bit. I
gotta remember that.

Let's go.

If we're not back in an
hour, take care of the girl.

So no tricks, understand?

If you need anything,
I'll be right inside.

Well, I...

I guess it's just
you and me, huh?

How about that?

No, thank you.

Howdy, sheriff.

We been gone 20 minutes already.

Hey, you catch that killer yet?

It's only a matter of time.

That's what you tell those reporters
when you know he got away. Heh, heh.

- Fill her up for you?
- No, thanks.

These men here wanna talk
to you. Their car broke down.

- Maybe you can help them out.
- Oh, sure will if I can.

I'll need some tools

and maybe you could find a
couple of parts someplace, huh?

Yeah, right over here.

You see?

No trouble here, no
trouble back there.

LARRY: You know...

when you're all dressed up, I...

I bet you're a pretty
good-looking girl.

I mean...

something tight...

that shows you off a little.

I mean, my girls, I
like them to dress like...

You know, like
something's happening.

You don't wanna talk?

It's all right.

You don't have to talk.

I mean, there's lots of other
ways we could pass the time.

You been here awhile?

All alone in this big house...

without any man.

Please.

Where is he?

Laura.

Laura, the key to the handcuffs.

It's in his jacket.

Get the key to the handcuffs.

Please.

If we can get a start, maybe we
can find someone who will help.

- But Owen said that...
- I know what Owen said. I didn't do it.

Where's Kenny?

Hey, Bantam.

Bantam?

- Bantam? BANTAM:
What's going on?

- Where is he?
- I don't know.

I'm all right, Owen.

Give me a hand here.

Go help him.

- All right, let's hear it.
- He tried to get away, that's all.

That's right. While you were trying
to prove what a big man you are.

How is he?

The bullet's worked
its way in deeper.

Then take it out.

He needs a hospital.

Even then, he may not make it.

BANTAM: Well, all
he's gonna get is you.

You fix up Kenny

- and you get turned loose.
- Hey.

Don't worry.

He's not gonna
be calling any cops.

The girl goes with me?

No chance.

Well, after you leave, there's
no phone, there's no car.

We can't do you any harm.

Look, I could lie to you.

I could say "Sure,
you can have the girl,"

but I'd never let you
walk out with her.

So I'm just trying to
play it straight with you.

You help him, I help you.

Forget the girl.

Sheriff, you've been
around gunshot wounds.

You wanna give me a hand?

All right.

Remember, the deal is you
give it your best shot, understand?

Yeah, you get
everyone out of here.

Ross.

But you wait right
outside that door?

And this time, keep your
mind on what you're doing.

Get some cloth and some knives,
something we can use for antiseptic.

All right, I'll see
what I can dig up.

- What are you talking about?
- We're trying to save the man's life.

Well, just knock
off the talking.

You wanna come in and tie my
hands behind my back, I don't care.

All right.

Just get it over with.

I got the car running.

They still in there?

How long does it take to
take out one lousy slug?

Relax. They have to get to it.

- I'm gonna take a look.
- Forget it.

We got enough to worry
about without a kibitzer.

He's dead.

[WHISPERS] No, sit down.

Keep working.

If they find out he's dead,
we're in a lot of trouble.

What do you care?

You made your deal.

They can change their mind.

Now that Kenny's dead, there's
no reason to keep any of us alive.

They could have a reason.

The money.

That's right.

We'll tell them where it is.

He's dead?

What about the money?

We told you what would
happen to you if you let him die.

Well, we did all we could.

Forget it. We took our shot and
we lost. Now, let's get out of here.

What about them?

Well, let's see about that.

Doc Kimble here won't
give us any trouble.

He has his own
problems with the law.

You, we'll take
out of the state.

Bantam's reward
for services rendered.

That leaves the two of them.

We're gonna have to
do something about that.

You can't do that.

Sure. We can do it easy.

Not that easy.

It'll cost you about a
hundred thousand dollars.

What are you talking about?

Kimble knows
where your money is.

What's he mean?

OWEN: I went out of the
room once for some bandages.

When I came back, your friend
was talking about the money.

Is that straight?

He also said something
about a pine tree, didn't he?

Okay, all of it.

Now, just what
did he say to you?

Well, he was delirious.

I don't think he knew
what he was saying.

But maybe we do. Let's have it.

He said something
about a pine tree.

Something about...

lightning hitting a pine tree.

I don't know. It didn't
make much sense.

It makes plenty of
sense and you know it.

It must be where
Kenny hid the money.

What good would that do? You know
how many pine trees are out there?

I don't care how
many, we'll find it.

Yeah, but that'd
take too much time.

The sheriff's pals are probably
on their way up here already.

I'm not walking away
from that hundred grand.

You want some help?

From a sheriff?

Yeah, sure.

I can take you to the money.

I know where that pine
tree is. I can take you there.

Yeah, he'll take
you right to the cops.

He knows it'd never work.

Not with a gun in his back.

He must want something.

I want Richard Kimble.

I see.

Make yourself a hero, right?

Something like that.
And there's another thing.

Make your pitch. I
can always turn it down.

Laura, she goes back with me.

I hope all this isn't going to your
head. If it was me, I wouldn't bother.

Well, what about it?

What makes you think I'd keep
any deal after we find the money?

Well, you kept your
promise to Kimble.

I figure I'll take the chance
you'll do the same for me.

- How much farther you taking us?
- About a quarter of a mile.

This better not be a
wild goose chase, sheriff.

LARRY: Hey, sheriff, I thought
you said a quarter of a mile.

What are we stopping here for?

You mean we gotta
climb up that thing?

Well, that's what
we're looking for.

There's your tree.

Okay.

You first.

Hey, where'd he go?

Don't worry, just keep moving.

LARRY: That stinking
cop led us in a circle.

Ross.

OWEN: Kimble.
- Owen.

OWEN: Kimble.
- Owen, no.

- Kimble.
- Owen, don't.

I wanna bring him
in. I won't shoot to kill.

Well, at this range,
how can you be sure?

Owen, he saved our lives.

You did all you could.

Oh, you bet. He's gotta be
smart to get past your boys.

Yeah, right, captain.

Well, the state boys pulled out.

They figure Kimble made it.

Do you think so?

Well, if he didn't, he will now.

I hope so.

I wanna drop over and
see Lee Runnels' family.

I've got a check for them
from our welfare fund.

Wonder if you might
wanna come along?

Yes.

I'd like to.

Oh, speaking of money.

A yard checker in Kansas City
found Bantam's hundred thousand

in an empty box car.

Oh, by the way,

you're not going back
up to that cabin, are you?

Not alone, I'm not.

[CHUCKLING]

NARRATOR: For Richard
Kimble, freedom is a precious gift.

Sometimes found in the
solitude of a trackless wilderness.

Sometimes granted by strangers.

But he knows that, always,

it is a gift that may be
taken back from him,

suddenly and forever.