All language subtitles for The Fugitive - 04x30 - The Judgment (2)_prob3

ANNOUNCER: Next:

The Fugitive in color.

Oh, Dick!

Oh, Miss Carlisle, this
is Dr. Richard Kimble.

You see, Miss
Carlisle told me once

that she wouldn't know
Dr. Kimble if she saw him.

Lucky you arrived when you did.

Dr. Kimble and I have
to be leaving shortly.

[NARRATOR READS ON-SCREEN TEXT]

NARRATOR: A QM Production.

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:

Richard Anderson,

J.D. Cannon,

Jacqueline Scott,

and special guest
star Diane Baker.

Also starring Barry Morse
as Lieutenant Philip Gerard.

[ANNOUNCER READS ON-SCREEN TEXT]

[SIGNAL BELL RINGING]

[TRAIN HORN BLARING]

NARRATOR: A man
may travel many roads

and one day find
his way home again.

But for Richard Kimble, this
road is not of his choosing,

and this day has come too soon.

Two men traveling together,
joined by links of steel

and the memory of
a senseless murder

committed years before.

Two hunters, one of whom has
finally caught his elusive quarry.

Six more hours.

There's no point in
asking you again, is there?

No, I'm afraid not.

I don't need 3 days,
only 24 hours. That's all.

All I can give you is the
same promise I made

when you agreed
to waive extradition.

I'll keep the story of your
arrest out of the papers.

I doubt if your one-armed
man is even in Stafford.

Oh, Johnson's in Stafford.

I know that.

All you can be sure of is
that somebody put up $3,000

to bail him out of jail.

That somebody's in Stafford too.

You found that scrap of paper
in that bail bondsman's office.

It just said Len Taft, Stafford.
Your own brother-in-law.

Now, do you really think
he put up that money?

No, I think somebody
used his name.

And that somebody
wanted Johnson out of jail.

There's nothing I can do.

Twenty-four hours, Gerard.

At the end of that time, I'll
crawl into the police station

on the end of a leash, if
that's the way you want it.

As soon as this train gets
into Stafford, the word'll be out.

I'm just gonna bring you in.

The train makes three stops
before it gets to Stafford.

We can get off at anyone
of them, take a car, drive in.

You've waited 5 years, all
I'm asking is 24 more hours.

We ought to get into
South Bend about 8:30.

[TRAIN HORN BLARING]

LLOYD: Okay, here we go.

[CHILDREN LAUGHING]

All right, you bandits, back
in there. Back in there. Ha, ha!

Close the door, Billy.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

- Is the lady of the house in?
- Oh. She's all in.

How are you, Lloyd?

Listen, I've got

a half dozen of the fastest
guns in the Midwest out there.

Have you got time
for a cup of coffee?

I'm afraid not.

Oh, speaking of guns, Billy's
going to be quite a marksman.

How's the new
Youth Center coming?

Everything looks great.

You know, when I was in college,

I wanted to be the engineer that
built the first transatlantic bridge.

Instead, I wind up trying
to design a gymnasium

that converts into
a discotheque.

All I know is, you're the best City
Planning Commissioner we ever had.

You do more than
just sit around and plan.

I hope so.

Thank you.

I've been reading about your
brother in the papers, Donna.

- That mess in Los Angeles?
- Mm.

Have you heard anything?

Well, not from Dick,

but every time there's
anything about him in the papers,

we sure hear from a
whole gaggle of cranks.

Oh? What do they say?

Just before you came,
some man called.

And he said that he knew
what really happened that night,

that he saw Len
there in the room.

I mean, well,
really, they're... Heh.

What do you say
to people like that?

This one wanted
Len to meet him out

at Mitchell's Stables
at 7:30 tonight.

So I said okay, fine.

You mean you agreed to that?

If you argue with these
people or hang up,

they just keep calling back.

I figured if this kook had
to spend a night out there,

he'd think twice
about calling again.

Ha, ha. Well, let's hope so.

I'd better go before I have small
mutiny on my hands out there.

Listen, ask Betsy to
call. We'll have dinner.

- Sounds great. I'll shelve some peas.
- Okay.

- Daddy, someone's here.
- Well, who is it, son?

I think it's Uncle Dick.

Hello, Len.

Dick, it's good to see you.

I know it looks strange
but, uh, I'm in custody.

What kind of a sadist
are you, lieutenant?

- No, Len.
- Get out of here!

My wife's gonna be here any minute.
I'm not gonna subject her to this.

- Len, liste...
- Having a good time?

Enjoying your revenge?

If you think I enjoy
being here, Mr. Taft,

you're very much mistaken.

He's giving me a chance.

Okay, son, why don't
you, uh, run along upstairs.

The one-armed man was
arrested in Los Angeles.

- I know.
- Somebody bailed him out.

The money came
from here, from Stafford.

Who'd do a thing like that?

Somebody who gave
his name as Leonard Taft.

Oh, I see, I see.

You think that, uh... You
think that I did that, Richard?

I don't know.

Maybe you thought it was
a way I could get to him.

That would be a pretty
stupid thing to do, wouldn't it?

KIMBLE: Hmm.

I guess it would.

What do you say, lieutenant?

Well, whoever bailed
Fred Johnson out of jail

obviously didn't
want him to talk.

- I think you do.
- Right.

Anyway, if you had done
a thing so misguided,

I don't think you
would've given your name.

All right, now here's
something for you, gentlemen.

This morning Donna
received a phone call.

The man said that I was in the
house the night Helen was killed.

Could there have been somebody
else in the house that night?

I don't know.

She called me at the office.

We thought it was some
prank, some crank calling.

It could still be a crank.

She decided to
teach him a lesson.

She said that, uh... She said
that I would meet him this evening.

Where?

Listen, we thought
it was a joke.

I was on three other
telephone calls...

Dick, I just don't remember.

If it is the one-armed man, he
could be waiting there right now.

She'll be here any minute.

[DONNA LAUGHS]

DONNA: Oh!

I knew that was you.
How did I know it?

Sis, you got a call this morning

from somebody who said
he saw Len there that night.

Where did he wanna meet him?

Out at the old
Mitchell place at 7:30.

Where we used to go riding.

Well, yeah, it's
all deserted now.

You mean that wasn't
just another crank?

I hope not.

Mrs. Taft.

Baby, I'll tell
you all about it.

Hello.

Get up.

Yeah, you're the one.

- What do you want from me?
- Money.

Why should I give you any?

Because you're the
one I saw that night.

Just didn't have your
name until now, Mr. Taft.

I saw you too. Remember that.

- It's different.
- I don't see the difference.

Then why'd you send that
bail jockey in L.A. four grand

to keep me away from the cops?

All right, I sent it.
Isn't that enough?

- I want 50 thousand. That's enough.
- 50?

- I don't have that kind of money.
- You'll get it.

Fifty thousand, Taft, and
bring it tomorrow noon.

- Where?
- Right here.

Too many dark corners.

No, I'll meet you at the
old amusement park.

There's a snack bar
by the parking lot.

The lock on the
back gate's broken.

You can get in that way.

Fifty thousand, Taft,
and no more of this.

Where's it from?

Some mail-order art
school in New Jersey.

Sorry it's not a local
citizen's home address.

Let's face it, that call
was probably a hoax.

Is this a hoax?

This is a 0.38 special super
match. For target shooting.

Maybe you don't care if
we get to the truth or not.

The truth, not some wild hope.

Come on, let's go.

Somebody had to be in the house.

- All you've got to go on is a crank call.
- But the timing works.

Two days ago, Johnson found out

the name Leonard Taft
from the bail bondsman

and Leonard gets a call that sounds
like the start of some sort of blackmail.

Yeah, but Taft wasn't at
your house that night so...

Unless you've got some
idea who could have been.

Somebody that knew us well
enough to use Len's name as a cover.

- A neighbor dropping in? A friend?
- It was late.

Anyone she talked to, a
girlfriend, relative, anybody.

Nobody that would have
just stood by and let me die.

You'd be amazed

how many good
people might do just that.

Of course, it's possible she
could have called somebody.

She could have.

Helen had the phone company

keep track of all our
toll calls for tax reasons.

If she called anyone,
there might just be a record.

Ah. Could we find the bills?
After all, it's five years ago.

Donna has kept some of
our things in the basement.

Oh, it's a long shot.
The whole idea.

That's what I need about
now, wouldn't you say?

LLOYD: Frank, I realize it's
sudden. Don't you think I know that?

And I wouldn't call
if I didn't absolutely...

I told you, it's a
business opportunity.

Some very big
boys from the East.

A once in a lifetime
thing, but, you know...

They insist on cash,
Frank. Immediate cash.

And everything I had
went into that Endicott deal.

A bank loan would take days
and these boys wanna move now.

[CHUCKLES]

Frank, please, I need it!

Neurotic?

Don't tell me I'm neurotic.

Is that all you can say
to a friend? Neurotic!

What do you know?
You're stupid, Frank!

You're a lousy, rotten
excuse for a human being!

Don't panic, don't panic!

[CAR DOOR CLOSES OUTSIDE]

- Hello.
- I'm busy, princess.

- Can I help?
- No, no.

- Lloyd, what is it? What's the trouble?
- Ha. Nothing.

[CHUCKLES]

[LLOYD SIGHS]

You know what, princess,
this town stinks. I mean it.

We ought to get
out of this town.

Why, Lloyd, you've
lived here all your life.

- All of your friends are here.
- Ha, ha.

Yes, where are those friends
when the chips are down?

Where are all those guys

that made the speeches
about me after the war?

Told me what a hero I was,
how they'd do anything for me.

Oh, Lloyd, they've
done a great deal for you.

Your job at the city, they arranged it,
and it's a good job, an important one.

Okay, but I mean now!

- When it's a real emergency and I...
- What emergency?

Lloyd, will you please tell me?

Go up to bed, princess.

Oh, well, I'm really
sorry, Mrs. Kroner.

No, there's something
wrong. I'll, uh...

I'll call you tomorrow
and explain.

Kroner, I guess I called
her back about her little boy,

he had a broken leg
or ankle, something.

- Yeah, that's Jimmy Kroner.
- I guess that's his name.

All State Fullback
for Stafford High.

Well, that leaves, uh, just
these two. Both disconnected.

I'll check them out Monday.

You won't extend the deadline?

No.

What's so holy about your
deadline? A man's life is at stake.

Donna...

I could talk to some
of the attorneys in town.

Maybe one of them was approached
about hiring that bail bondsman.

Between now and noon tomorrow,
you can do whatever you like.

Personally, I think I'd, uh, wanna
spend the time with my family.

It's our last chance
for that kind of thing.

Is that what you
mean, lieutenant?

I mean we have a
bargain. Noon tomorrow.

I'll only be a minute.

- Jean!
- Donna!

What in the world...?

Donna, listen, I can't stay.

I just wanted to tell you that
I saw Dick in Los Angeles.

Well, I wondered...

He might be on his
way here right now.

Um, something
happened in Los Angeles.

He was supposed to take my
car, but he never showed up for it

and, well, I was worried that
maybe something happened,

that he was picked
up and then I...

There was nothing
in the newspapers

and then I checked
at police headquarters

and they didn't have anything...

Hey, wait a minute,
slow down, take it easy.

Yeah, but it's been on my
mind for such a long time.

Well, anyhow, the point is I think
he's on his way here right now.

And you came all the way
to Stafford just to tell me that?

No, I came all
the way to Stafford

because, well, I
don't know exactly.

Maybe it’s like the sign says:
"Stafford is the friendly city."

Do you, uh, plan to stay?

I don't know.
Uh, I'd like to try.

I wonder if my brother had
anything to do with your decision?

[CHUCKLES]

Yes, I think he did.

There's someone here to see you.

Oh, Dick!

[JEAN SIGHS]

Oh, Miss Carlisle, this
is Dr. Richard Kimble.

Miss Carlisle told me once

that she wouldn't know
Dr. Kimble if she saw him.

Lucky you arrived when you did.

Dr. Kimble and I have
to be leaving shortly.

LLOYD: Betsy, don't let those real
estate boys try to beat you down.

You hold out for 39.5.

Well, you'll be
handling it, won't you?

You know, I've been thinking.

My Silver Star should go to
the new Youth Center. Hmm?

Hey, why are you crying?

You're making out your will.

LLOYD: Now, now, princess.
- Oh, Lloyd, I'm not a princess.

Stop treating me like I
was a Victorian nincompoop.

- Betsy, you know you're not well.
- Lloyd, don't.

For 20 years, you've
waved my illness like a flag.

It just excuses everything.

I'm sorry, that's not true.

Oh, Lloyd, I love you.

Something terrible is bothering
you and you can't tell me

and you've always
told me everything.

No.

No, I haven't.

Then tell me now.

Five years ago,
I did something...

Something terrible.
And it's not over with.

I wanna know.

You know, a kid gets
put down on a battlefield

and he's scared.

He does something he'd
probably never do again,

because he's scared.

But they hand him a
Silver Star, call him a hero.

- He's no hero.
- Oh, yes, he is.

Of course you are.

Lloyd, tell me.

You remember that
night a long time ago,

when we had dinner with
Helen and Dick Kimble.

We spent the whole evening
talking about adoption.

Yes, I remember.
It was at the club.

Well, two nights
later, she called me.

You were at your sister's.

She sounded very upset.
Said she had to talk to me.

So I walked over.

The lights were out but
the front door was open.

She was up in the bedroom.

She'd been drinking.

[SOBBING]

Help me, Lloyd. Please, help me.

All right. Uh, do you want
me to try and find him?

He just stormed out. I don't
know if he's even coming back.

I know. You told me that.

Oh, I don't wanna lose him.

Helen, please just tell me
what you want me to do?

Well, maybe I've been wrong.

Maybe I could love
somebody else's child.

As I told you the other night,

Betsy and I have never been
happier than since we adopted Timmy.

Make me believe that, Lloyd.
You have to make me believe that.

That's why I called you.

Oh. Dick wants a child so badly.

[THUD DOWNSTAIRS]

[SOBBING]

- What was that?
- What?

A noise downstairs.

Oh.

Dick! He's come back.

[SOBBING]

[SCREAMS]

[HELEN SCREAMS]

[CRASHING]

HELEN: Help me!

Help me!

[THUD]

LLOYD: Then I heard a car.

I found out later it was Dick.

Anyway, I guess that snapped me
out of it, and I ran out the back way.

- Why didn't you ever say anything?
- I never thought they'd blame Dick.

I thought they'd catch that man
and that would be the end of it.

Later, when Dick was arrested,
by then, I'd waited too long.

- I couldn't come forward.
- Why not?

How would it have looked?

In Helen's bedroom.
She's murdered.

I couldn't do that to you.

To me? Are you saying that
you kept quiet to protect me?

You don't know people.

You don't know how they think.

You weren't trying
to protect me.

What you couldn't bear to
think of was how a war hero

huddled on the steps
like a beaten puppy.

And a woman cried out for help

and you sat there and
you watched her die.

That's what you
couldn't think of

so don't you use me
as your whipping boy.

Betsy, what happened
during the war,

that was the one real
thing I'd ever done.

I couldn't throw that away.

Not because of just
one gutless moment.

My darling,

Dick Kimble has paid for that
minute with four years of his life.

It's not too late for you
to make some of it right.

You can go to the police.

This minute you
can go to the police

and you can tell them everything
that happened that night.

You have to do
that, Lloyd. For Dick.

Don't you think I've
tried to tell them?

I just can't!

You can. You can still be a man.

LLOYD: Maybe I can.

GERARD: Uh... It's time.

We'd better be starting.

I promise I'll try and trace
those phone numbers tomorrow

and if we come up with
anything, I'll, uh, follow it through.

Meanwhile, it'll be all
over the front pages.

When Johnson finds out it's
fresh copy again, he'll leave town.

Then what can I prove?

I'm sorry, I really am.

Give me a minute?

All right.

Jean, will you stay
with us tonight?

- Uh, no, no, really.
- Well, please.

All right, I'd like that.

Lieutenant, if you wanna use the
telephone, there's one in the den.

Come on. Come on, don't worry,
everything's gonna be all right.

Where are you going?

Oh...

I don't know. Uh...

I guess I could go fix up a
room for Jean. I can, uh...

- I can put Billy in with his brother.
- You don't have to do that now.

Yes, darling, I have to
do something. Right now.

Another day would have
killed you, hey, lieutenant?

Mr. Taft, I happen to believe
that holding out false hope

is the very worst
kind of cruelty.

- Did you call in?
- Yeah.

And I suppose they'll be
breaking out with flags and confetti.

- Sure wouldn't like your job, lieutenant.
- Really?

Oh, actually, it's, uh, a
kind of a paid vacation.

Um, I had a bag.

- It's in the hall closet.
- Thank you.

Why don't you, uh, call your
mother about the boys, huh?

Oh. Yeah, I'll call her.

- I've got a word or two for Billy too.
- Billy? What did Billy do now?

Well, he had this hidden in
his drawer under his socks.

Where did he get this?

Lloyd Chandler. He's been
teaching the boys how to fire guns.

Where? Out at the stables?

No, they're letting them
use the police range.

We found this other one out there
where that caller wanted to meet you.

And I told Lloyd
about that phone call.

Richard?

- How are you, Richard?
- All right, Betsy.

We'd like to see your
husband, Mrs. Chandler.

Please help him. He went
out to the Amusement Park.

That's been closed
down for months now.

I know.

He went out to kill the man
who murdered your wife.

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

That was quite a story
Mrs. Chandler told us.

Unless her husband's
prepared to tell it himself in court,

I'm afraid it won't
help you much.

- Shouldn't we be there by now?
- Yeah, any minute.

[GUNSHOTS IN DISTANCE]

GERARD: Chandler! Chandler!

Hand over that rifle.

Here.

Go on.

Come on, help me with this.

Johnson!

Drop it!

Johnson!

[GUN CLICKING]

You were there that
night, weren't you?

You saw the whole thing.

All right, we're going back.

You won't shoot me.
You need me alive.

[KIMBLE GROANS]

[KIMBLE GRUNTS]

[GRUNTS]

You killed her, didn't you?

You killed my wife,
didn't you? Didn't you?

Didn't you?

- You killed...
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, I killed her.

- Why?
- Because she wouldn't let me go.

Like to claw my eyes out.

I didn't mean to
hit her so hard.

Yeah, I killed her.
Now I'm gonna kill you.

Won't have to worry
about you again no more.

All right, you can
relax, Chandler.

I just did your killing for you.

You've had a good
day, haven't you?

I guess we both have.

After all, for four years now,

we, both of us, kept
an innocent man in hell.

But now we're gonna end that.

You could keep that man alive

but you won't, will you?

You saved my life.

He confessed up
there, for what it's worth.

I'm afraid you know
what that's worth.

Lieutenant.

Lieutenant, I saw
that man Johnson

murder Helen Kimble.

Are you willing to
testify to that effect?

Yes, I will.

Come on, let's get started.

Dr. Kimble, how do you feel
now that you're a free man?

How do you think he feels?

What are your
immediate plans, doctor?

Well, I wanna see some of my
family and go back to work, I guess.

REPORTER: What's the
first thing you plan to do?

Get out of here.

[DONNA LAUGHS]

Dick says he'll meet
us back home later.

Okay.

Hey!

Hey.

NARRATOR: Tuesday,
September 5th.

The day the running stopped.