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Dr. Richard Kimble (Character)
from "The Fugitive" (1963)

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The Fugitive (1993)
Bones: What ever happened with that thing about your wife?
Dr. Richard Kimble: It's not over.

Dr. Richard Kimble: [Holding Gerard at gunpoint] I didn't kill my wife!
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: I don't care!

Gerard's secretary: Sam, there's a guy on the phone claiming to be Richard Kimble.
[cast cackling in background that "another" Kimble is on the phone]
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: This is Gerard.
Dr. Richard Kimble: Do you remember what I told you in the tunnel?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [gesturing to his men to start tracing the call] Um yeah... It was noisy... I think you said something like you didn't kill your wife.
Dr. Richard Kimble: Remember what you told me?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: I remember you pointing my gun at me.
[Gerard's team gestures him not to antagonize Kimble and make the conversation stretch]
Dr. Richard Kimble: You said, "I don't care."
Tracing Technician: [whispering] He's on the south side.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [to his team] Yeah...
[then noticing Kimbles remake]
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Yeah... that's right Richard... I don't care. I'm not trying to solve a puzzle here...
Dr. Richard Kimble: Well, I am trying to solve a puzzle.
Cosmo Renfro: Five seconds to location.
Dr. Richard Kimble: And I just found a big piece!
[slams down phone on desk so trace can continue]

[last lines]
Dr. Richard Kimble: I thought you didn't care?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: I don't.
[laughs]
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Don't tell anybody, OK?

Dr. Charles Nichols: You never give up, Richard, do you? You never give up!
Dr. Richard Kimble: [hitting him] Why Helen?

Dr. Richard Kimble: [after Kimbles has just passed the stabbed bus prison guard who he saved] Tell the attending he's got a puncture in the epigastric area.
Paramedic: How the hell could he tell that by looking at his face?

Dr. Richard Kimble: Alright you guys, knock it off, there's nothing to see here and you come with me.
Helen Kimble: Excuse me
[to Richard]
Helen Kimble: thank you, I was just down to my last joke.

Dr. Richard Kimble: They killed my wife.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: I know it Richard. But it's over.
[pauses and sighs]
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: You know I'm glad. I need the rest.

Copeland: Now you listen. I don't give a damn which way you go, just don't follow me. You got that?
Dr. Richard Kimble: Yeah.
[as Copeland leaves]
Dr. Richard Kimble: Hey, Copeland. Be good.

Detective Kelly: So, financially, you're not going to be hurting after this, are you? I mean, she was worth quite a bit of money.
Dr. Richard Kimble: Are you suggesting that I killed my wife? Are you saying that I crushed her skull and that I shot her? How dare you! When I came home, there was a man in my house. I fought with this man. He had a mechanical arm. You find this man. You find this man.

[to Sykes]
Dr. Richard Kimble: You missed your stop.

Dr. Anne Eastman: Hey, Do you have a particular interest in our paitient's X-Rays?
Dr. Richard Kimble: What do you mean?
Dr. Anne Eastman: I saw you looking at that boy's chest film.
Dr. Richard Kimble: It's a hobby of mine.
Dr. Anne Eastman: It's a hobby, really? What are your other hobbies - brain surgery?

State Trooper: [sees Kimble in hospital hallway, disguised as a doctor] Hey, Doc! We're looking for a prisoner from that bus-train wreck a couple of hours ago, might be hurt.
Dr. Richard Kimble: Uh, what does he look like?
State Trooper: 6'1, 180, brown hair, brown eyes, beard. See anyone like that around?
Dr. Richard Kimble: Every time I look in the mirror, pal - except for the beard, of course!

Dr. Charles Nichols: [Kimble is confronting Nichols during the banquet] Richard, I'm sorry, but I'm in the middle of this speech!
Dr. Richard Kimble: You almost got away with it, didn't you? I know all about it. I can prove it.
Dr. Charles Nichols: Ladies and gentlemen, my friend Richard Kimble doesn't feel... well, obviously. So, if you will just go on with your dessert and coffee, I'll be right back. Richard, would you mind to step aside, and we'll just... talk. Okay, so I'll be back in just a second...
[motions for Kimble to follow him outside]
Dr. Richard Kimble: [as they are walking out of the banquet hall] You changed the samples, didn't you, huh? You switched the samples... after Lenz died! After Lenz died, you were the only one who had the access. You switched the samples, and the pathology reports.
[shoves Nichols]
Dr. Richard Kimble: Did you kill Lenz, too? Huh? Did you?
Dr. Richard Kimble: [turns to banquet crowd] He falsified his research. So that RDU-90 could be approved and Devlin McGregor could give you... Provasic!


"The Fugitive: The Judgment: Part II (#4.30)" (1967)
Lt. Philip Gerard: All you can be sure of is that somebody bailed Fred Johnson out of jail.
Dr. Richard Kimble: That somebody's in Stafford, too.
Lt. Philip Gerard: You found that scrap of paper in that bail bondsman's office. Len Taft, your own brother-in-law. You really think he did it?
Dr. Richard Kimble: No. I think someone used his name. That someone wanted Johnson out of jail.
Lt. Philip Gerard: I'm sorry.
Dr. Richard Kimble: Twenty-four hours, Gerard. At the end of that time I'll come crawling to the police station, on the end of a leash if that's the way you want it.
Lt. Philip Gerard: As soon as this train reaches Stafford the word will be out. I've got to take you in.
Dr. Richard Kimble: The train makes three stops before it gets to Stafford. We can get off at any one of them, get a car, drive in. You've waited all these years, all I'm asking is twenty-four more hours.
[Clearly torn more and more by doubt about Kimble's guilt, Gerard glances at his watch for several moments]
Lt. Philip Gerard: We should be reaching South Bend by 8:30.

Dr. Richard Kimble: [Pounding a confession out of Fred Johnson] You killed her, didn't you! You killed my wife, didn't you? Didn't you? DIDN'T YOU? You killed...!
Fred Johnson: Yeah, yeah, yeah! I killed her!
Dr. Richard Kimble: Why?
Fred Johnson: 'Cause she wouldn't let me go! Liked to've clawed my eyes out! I didn't mean to hit her so hard.
[Kimble stands up, but Johnson seizes his gun]
Fred Johnson: Yeah, I killed her! Now I'm gonna kill YOU. Won't hafta worry about you again, no more!
[Johnson is, instead, shot dead by Lt. Gerard]
Lt. Philip Gerard: All right, you can relax now, Chandler. I just did your killing for you.
[Kimble climbs down to Gerard and Chandler]
Lt. Philip Gerard: You've had a great day, haven't you? I guess we both have. After all, for 4 years, now, we - BOTH of us - kept an innocent man in hell. But how are we going to end that? You can keep that man alive.
[Chandler says nothing]
Lt. Philip Gerard: But you won't, will you?

Dr. Richard Kimble: [Kimble is down from the amusement park tower after Johnson has fallen to his death after being shot by Gerard] You saved my life. He confessed up there, for what it's worth.
Lt. Philip Gerard: I'm afraid you know what that's worth.
Lloyd Chandler: [overcome with guilt about not coming forward with information that could have saved Kimble, finally confesses] Lieutenant, I saw that man, Fred Johnson, murder Helen Kimble!
Lt. Philip Gerard: [looks at Kimble in stunned disbelief, then turns to Chandler] Are you willing to testify to that effect?
Lloyd Chandler: Yes. I will.

[Betsy Chandler answers her door and is shocked to see Richard Kimble and Lt. Gerard]
Betsy Chandler: Richard!
[she turns away and walks into the living room as the two men follow]
Betsy Chandler: [dully, as Kimble and Gerard enter] How are you, Richard?
Dr. Richard Kimble: Just fine, Betsy.
Lt. Philip Gerard: We'd like to talk to your husband, Mrs. Chandler.
Betsy Chandler: [some desperation in her voice] Please help him. He went out to the amusement park.
Lt. Philip Gerard: [puzzled] But that's been closed down for months now.
Betsy Chandler: [looking at Richard as she answers Gerard] Yes. He went out there to kill the man who murdered your wife.

[Pounding a confession out of Fred Johnson]
Dr. Kimble: You killed her, didn't you! You killed my wife, didn't you? Didn't you? DIDN'T YOU? You killed...!
Johnson: Yeah, yeah, yeah! I killed her!
Dr. Kimble: Why?
Johnson: 'Cause she wouldn't let me go! Liked to've clawed my eyes out! I didn't mean to hit her so hard.
[Kimble stands up, but Johnson seizes his gun]
Johnson: Yeah, I killed her! Now I'm gonna kill YOU. Won't hafta worry about you again, no more!
[But Johnson is, instead, shot dead by Lt. Gerard]
Lt. Gerard: All right, you can relax now, Chandler. I just did your killing for you.
[Kimble climbs down to Gerard and Chandler]
Lt. Gerard: You've had a great day, haven't you? I guess we both have. After all, for 4 years, now, we - BOTH of us - kept an innocent man in hell. But how are we going to end that? You can keep that man alive.
[Chandler says nothing]
Lt. Gerard: But you won't, will you?

Dr. Kimble: You saved my life. He confessed up there, for what it's worth.
Lt. Gerard: I'm afraid you know what that's worth.
Lloyd Chandler: Lieutenant, I saw that man, Fred Johnson, murder Helen Kimble.
Lt. Gerard: Are you willing to testify to that effect?
Lloyd Chandler: Yes. I will.

[Kimble has cornered Fred Johnson at gunpoint atop an aerial ride at the Stafford Amusement Park]
Dr. Kimble: All right, we're going back.
Johnson: You won't shoot me, you need me alive!

[first lines]
[In the dead of night, Kimble and Gerard are handcuffed together on a train bound for Stafford, Indiana. Kimble stares pensively out the window, contemplating his fate, and Gerard tries to busy himself reading the newspaper. Gerard takes off his glasses and rubs his eyes in exhaustion]
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, bound by links of steel, and the memory of a sensless murder committed years before. Two men, one of whom has finally caught his elusive quarry.
Lt. Philip Gerard: Six more hours.
Dr. Richard Kimble: There's no point in asking you again, is there?
Lt. Philip Gerard: No, I'm afraid not.
Dr. Richard Kimble: I don't need three days, just twenty-four hours... that's all.
Lt. Philip Gerard: 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. Anyway, I doubt your one-armed man is even in Stafford.
Dr. Richard Kimble: No, Johnon's in Stafford. I know that.
Lt. Philip Gerard: All you can be sure of is that someone paid three thousand dollars to bail him out of jail.
Dr. Richard Kimble: That someone's in Stafford, too.
Lt. Philip Gerard: You found that scrap of paper in the bail bondsman's office. Just said, "Len Taft, Stafford." Your own brother-in-law. Now do you really think that he put up the money?
Dr. Richard Kimble: No, I think someone used his name. And that someone wanted Johnson out of jail.
Lt. Philip Gerard: There's nothing I can do.
Dr. Richard Kimble: 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. You've waited five years, all I'm asking for is twenty-four more hours!
Lt. Philip Gerard: [Gerard glances at his watch, torn between his doubts about Kimble's guilt and his duty to uphold the law] We ought to be getting into South Bend about 8:30.

Dr. Richard Kimble: [to Taft] The one-armed man was arrested in Los Angeles.
Leonard Taft: I know.
Dr. Richard Kimble: The money came from here... from Stafford.
Leonard Taft: Now who would do a thing like that?
Dr. Richard Kimble: Someone who gave his name as Leonard Taft.
Leonard Taft: I see... I see. You think that *I* put up the money, Richard?
Dr. Richard Kimble: I don't know... maybe you thought it was a way I could get to him.
Leonard Taft: Now that would be a pretty foolish thing to do, wouldn't it?
Dr. Richard Kimble: Yeah. It would.
Leonard Taft: [to Gerard] What do you say, Lieutenant?
Lt. Philip Gerard: Whoever bailed Fred Johnson out of jail, obviously didn't want him to talk. I think you do.
Leonard Taft: Right.
Lt. Philip Gerard: Anyway, if you had dome something so misguided, I don't think you'd have used your name.
Leonard Taft: All right, now here's something else for you gentlemen... this morning Donna got a call from a man who said that *I* was in the house that evening.
Lt. Philip Gerard: Could there have been someone else at the house?
Dr. Richard Kimble: I don't know.
Leonard Taft: Listen, we thought it was some kind of prank, some kind of crank calling.
Lt. Philip Gerard: It could still be a prank.
Leonard Taft: She called me at the office, and said she was going to teach him a lesson, that I *would* meet him there.
Lt. Philip Gerard: Where?
Leonard Taft: We thought it was a joke, I was on three other calls, and... Dick, I just don't remember.
Lt. Philip Gerard: Well, if it *is* the one-armed man he could be there right now!
Leonard Taft: [glancing at his watch] She'll be home any minute.


"The Fugitive: Nemesis (#2.5)" (1964)
Dr. Richard Kimble: [after confiscating football cards Phil Jr. has been dropping] No Johnny Unitas. To not have a Johnny Unitas. How long have you been dropping these?
Philip Gerard Jr.: Not far. Honest.
Dr. Richard Kimble: Now listen to me. I'm not your father. If I killed my wife, I'm dangerous. If I didn't, I'm tired of running. Either way you'd be a smart boy if you just sit there and behave yourself and don't try anything. All right?
Dr. Richard Kimble: [after Phil Jr. nods in fear] All right.

Philip Gerard Jr.: My dad... he says the jury was sure.
Dr. Kimble: People have always been sure, Phil. Sure the world was flat, sure they could make gold out of lead, they were that if a mad dog bit them they'd die. Being sure doesn't make you right.

Philip Gerard Jr.: [Philip accidentally knocks the rifle over and it's discharge alerts the Park Ranger outside] I didn't mean it! It fell! I didn't mean it!
Dr. Richard Kimble: Like you didn't mean the cards or the fire.
Philip Gerard Jr.: Honest, I didn't it on purpose, Didn't you ever get blamed for something you didn't do?
[pauses]
Philip Gerard Jr.: I mean...
Dr. Richard Kimble: Yea, I know what you mean.


"The Fugitive: The Judgment: Part I (#4.29)" (1967)
Lt. Philip Gerard: [Kimble walks out of Jean's apartment building to take a cab to where Jean has parked his car. Gerard, having waited Kimble out, appears with gun and handcuffs]
Lt. Philip Gerard: Hold it, Kimble!
[to cabbie]
Lt. Philip Gerard: I'm sorry, your fare already left!
[to Kimble]
Lt. Philip Gerard: All right, hands behind you.
Dr. Richard Kimble: Gerard, for the first time I feel I'm really close to something.
Lt. Philip Gerard: It had to happen someday. You knew that. I'm sorry. You just ran out of time.

Dr. Richard Kimble: I wouldn't know one end of a golf club from another. Your father was a good golfer.
Jean Carlisle: He was. He shot in the low 70s and embezzled in the high 80s.
Dr. Richard Kimble: I read about his death. I didn't know him that well, but I thought he was a decent man.
Jean Carlisle: No, it wasn't decent of him to embezzle that money. A lot of people suffered for it. Neither was it decent for the good citizens of Stafford to destroy my mother for his sins.
Dr. Richard Kimble: I heard she had a rough time.
Jean Carlisle: [bitterly] Everyone did his civic duty. We were systematically starved, economically and emotionally. Thank God there was one subversive family in Stafford. The Kimbles.
Dr. Richard Kimble: I always wondered why your mother didn't leave Stafford.
Jean Carlisle: [softly] She couldn't. They wouldn't let her. They wanted to stay, and suffer, and die. And she did, very quietly. Fortunately that steno machine, my ticket out, has taken me to nine cities the last five years.
Dr. Richard Kimble: Do you ever get tired of traveling?
Jean Carlisle: [happily] No, how could anyone?
Dr. Richard Kimble: It can happen.
Jean Carlisle: [realizing Richard's depression] I'm sorry.

Lt. Gerard: Alright, hold it, Kimble!
[turns to cab driver]
Lt. Gerard: I'm sorry, your fare already left!
[cab driver pulls away]
Lt. Gerard: All right, hands behind you.
Dr. Kimble: Gerard, for the first time I feel I'm really close to something.
Lt. Gerard: It had to happen someday. You knew that. I'm sorry. You just ran out of time.


"The Fugitive: Home Is the Hunted (#1.15)" (1964)
Dr. Richard Kimble: I know everything's blown up in your face. Your work, your marriage, me. Especially me. But if I'm caught, people will forget.
Ray Kimble: [surprised] I don't want you to get caught.
Dr. Richard Kimble: I don't intend to but until I'm cleared you've got to work out some kind of decent life for yourself.
Ray Kimble: With your ghost hanging over me?
Dr. Richard Kimble: [shrugging in apparent defeat] You can't say it, can you? You can't bring yourself to say you think I killed my wife.
Ray Kimble: I NEVER said that!
Dr. Richard Kimble: But you thought it, didn't you? Ray, you and I lived under the same roof, ate at the same table. When you were little and got scared you'd crawl up into my bed. Did you see any killer in me then?
[Ray can say nothing]
Dr. Richard Kimble: Can't you believe me?
Ray Kimble: Dick, I want to.
Dr. Richard Kimble: [again in apparent defeat] But you can't.
Ray Kimble: Dick, I want to. Make me believe you.
Dr. Richard Kimble: [his voice simultaneously angry and quivering] How? What am I supposed to do, live the million pieces of our lives over again? Yours, mine, Dad's? Am I supposed to relive them so they add up to you believing me?
Ray Kimble: [his own voice simultaneously angry and pleading] Prove it to me!
[Richard walks outside, followed by Ray]
Ray Kimble: What are you gonna do?
Dr. Richard Kimble: I'm going to prove to you I'm not afraid to die.

Dr. Richard Kimble: [to his father] I'll outrun Gerard... I'll outlast him. I'll live long enough for him to see me cleard.

Dr. Kimble: [to his father] I'll outrun Gerard... I'll outlast him. I'll live long enough for him to see me cleared.


"The Fugitive: The Girl from Little Egypt (#1.14)" (1963)
Helen Kimble: Where to tonight?
Dr. Richard Kimble: There's this little seafood place Ross Carter mentioned...
[Helen suddenly shoots him a look of icy rage]
Dr. Richard Kimble: Uh, it serves good food.
Helen Kimble: [grabbing a glass of wine] When did you see Ross Carter?
Dr. Richard Kimble: Come on, Helen, let's not spoil the evening.
Helen Kimble: [holding up her glass in mock salute] The great Ross Carter, of the Clinic For Planned Parenthood.
Dr. Richard Kimble: We merely discussed the possibility...
Helen Kimble: Forget it, Richard! For the last time I won't live a lie!
Dr. Richard Kimble: You don't have to scream.
Helen Kimble: I'll scream all I want!
Dr. Richard Kimble: Helen, why do think adoption is a lie?
Helen Kimble: Because it is! I wouldn't be its mother!
Dr. Richard Kimble: But every year, thousands of people...
Helen Kimble: I don't care if a million people lie to themselves! If I can't have a child, I WON'T have one!
Dr. Richard Kimble: You won't? Your tragedy? He was my son, too, doesn't that mean anything to you?
Helen Kimble: It means I'm having another drink!
[Richard stops Helen from pouring another glass of wine; in the process her glass shatters on the floor]
Helen Kimble: We have plenty of glasses, Richard.
[Richard puts down his own glass and walks out the front door, gets into his car, and drives off - a fateful act on this night, the night of September 19, 1961]

Dr. Richard Kimble: I'll offer you a deal and it will cost you a lot less then 500. Tomorrow, Saturday night. Take Ruth out. Dinner, theater.
Paul Clements: What are you trying to do?
Dr. Richard Kimble: Take her out Saturday night and I'll be gone Sunday morning.
Paul Clements: I can't tomorrow. I'm having people over tomorrow night.
Dr. Richard Kimble: Family and friends, huh? Yeah, sure. Why risk spoiling that world of yours for a small town girl you can love in the middle of the week?
Paul Clements: Listen, Browning... or whatever your real name is. I suggest you take the money I'm offerng you and leave town. You're lucky. As of now, you know more about me then I do about you.
[Kimble gets up to leave]
Paul Clements: As of now.


"The Fugitive: Nightmare at Northoak (#1.11)" (1963)
Dr. Richard Kimble: [in his cell, talking through the bars to Gerard] You make yourself believe that being a fugitive has done something to my mind. You're forgetting that my story's exactly the same as the night of the murder.
Lt. Philip Gerard: [sarcastic] And it was and is a lie.
Dr. Richard Kimble: [angrily] Are you so godlike because you couldn't find a one-armed man you don't think he exists?
Lt. Philip Gerard: I've done everything humanly possible to find him!
Dr. Richard Kimble: [studies Gerard for a moment] I think you have. I wonder why.
Lt. Philip Gerard: It's my job.
Dr. Richard Kimble: It's also a curse, isn't it? You know, I believe you have nightmares too. Your nightmare is that when I'm dead you'll find him.
[Gerard's jaw tightens slightly, then he turns to leave]
Dr. Richard Kimble: What are YOU running from, Gerard?

Dr. Kimble: You make youself believe that being a fugitive has done something to my mind... you're forgetting my story is exactly the same as it was the night of the murder.
Lt. Gerard: And it was and is a lie.
Dr. Kimble: Are you so God-like because you couldn't find a one-armed man you don't believe he exists?
Lt. Gerard: I've done everything humanly possible to find him!
Dr. Kimble: [pause, then] I think you have. I wonder why.
Lt. Gerard: It's my job.
Dr. Kimble: It's also a curse, isn't it? You know, I think you have nightmares, too. Your nightmare is that when I'm dead you'll find him.


"The Fugitive: Wife Killer (#3.17)" (1966)
Dr. Kimble: I'm going to save him, even if I have to take your purse, your car keys, or whatever else I have to do.
Barbara Webb: You're threatening me.

[Richard Kimble dials the operator on a pay phone]
Dr. Kimble: I'd like to make a person-to-person call to Lieutenant Philip Gerard at the Baker City Police Department. G-E-R-A-R-D, that's right. I'll wait.
Narrator: And Richard Kimble waits, not yet aware that his hope for salvation has again disappeared, waits to be reminded by Lieutenant Philip Gerard that he is still as much a fugitive as before.


"The Fugitive: Fear in a Desert City (#1.1)" (1963)
Dr. Richard Kimble: My picture's in every police station in the country. Right now, they might be realizing who James Lincoln is... a convicted murdere.
Monica Welles: I don't believe it!
Dr. Richard Kimble: I said convicted. I'm innocent. I'm a doctor, a pediatrician... I *was* a doctor.

Dr. Kimble: Monica, I've got to leave town... but if you and Mark come with me, you'd be in worse trouble.
Monica Welles: I don't understand.
Dr. Kimble: My picture's in every police station in the country. Right now they might be realizing who James Lincoln is... a convicted murderer.
Monica Welles: I don't believe it!
Dr. Kimble: I said convicted. I'm innocent. I'm... I'm a doctor, a pediatrician. I *was* a doctor.


"The Fugitive: Corner of Hell (#2.21)" (1965)
Lt. Philip Gerard: Why don't you stop running and turn yourself in, Kimble?
Dr. Richard Kimble: There's a man I have to find. A one-armed man. When I find him, I'll turn myself in.
Lt. Philip Gerard: Still sticking to that same tall tale? "A one-armed man killed my wife". The truth is... you're guilty not only in my eyes, but in the eyes of the law.

Dr. Richard Kimble: [Kimble is talking to Gerard who is tied up] I think Tully believes this is fair.
Lt. Philip Gerard: They're going to lynch me - that's murder!
Dr. Richard Kimble: Well, in our world, yes, but this isn't our world.
[pauses]
Dr. Richard Kimble: What happened Gerard?
Lt. Philip Gerard: I went after my car, I found the girl, I saw a man.
Dr. Richard Kimble: But you can't prove it.
[pauses]
Dr. Richard Kimble: Well, is there anything else? I think I can still make Tully listen.
Lt. Philip Gerard: There's nothing else. There's...
[he pauses, realizing the irony of the situation]
Lt. Philip Gerard: nothing I can prove.


"The Fugitive: Angels Travel on Lonely Roads: Part 1 (#1.22)" (1964)
Sister Veronica: Did you say your name was... Nick Walker you said?
Dr. Richard Kimble: That's right, Sister.
Sister Veronica: Well, Mr. Walker, you are a splendid mechanic. This car has not run well since I left the convent.
Dr. Richard Kimble: This car isn't running, Sister. It's looking for a quiet place to die.

Dr. Richard Kimble: I don't suppose you made financial provisions for the trip?
Sister Veronica: Of course.
[looks in her purse]
Sister Veronica: $22.35.
Dr. Richard Kimble: Good.
Sister Veronica: That's what I had when I started out. Present balance: $1.45.
Dr. Richard Kimble: A dollar four... that isn't even going to get us to the top of the next hill!


"The Fugitive: World's End (#2.2)" (1964)
[Act I Narration. Kimble enters an all-night diner, takes a seat, and opens the newspaper]
Narrator: Another dreary town, another shabby street. Another weary pause on Richard Kimble's search for the one-armed man, his only real hope for escaping a life of fear.
Dr. Kimble: [to the waitress] A bowl of soup. Any kind.
Narrator: No front page. Richard Kimble turns directly to the classified section. Here are the things that really matter: a room, a job, a way to stay alive. But tonight, something else.
[Kimble notices a classified ad as the Narrator reads it aloud]
Narrator: "Personal to R.K. Have information regarding September 17th. Phone me at home. Urgent. E.B." The 17th was the night Richard Kimble's wife was murdered.


"The Fugitive: Never Stop Running (#1.27)" (1964)
Dr. Richard Kimble: [Act I Opening Narration. Viewers see Richard Kimble riding in a pickup truck, having hitched a ride. In response to a comment from the truck driver, Kimble says] I don't like to stay in one place too long.
Narrator: Never in one place too long. That's the first rule for a Fugitive. Always keep running. Always with the nightmare fear that, one day, the chase will catch up with him. One day - perhaps now.


"The Fugitive: Never Wave Goodbye: Part 2 (#1.5)" (1963)
Dr. Richard Kimble: [seeing Gerard still pursuing him] Won't he quit? Won't he ever quit?


"The Fugitive: Bloodline (#1.20)" (1964)
Dr. Richard Kimble: [Act I Opening Narration. Viewers see Richard Kimble in the field working with an Irish setter. Kimble leashes the dog] No more running today, huh?
Narrator: For you either, if you name is Kimble. No more running today or perhaps tomorrow or for maybe a few weeks, with luck. You've found a place to rest. Another name, another job. Your name: Dick Lindsey. Your job: handyman at the Bodin-Russett Kennels. Bodin-Russett Kennels - for thirty years breeding America's finest Irish setters. Prize winning animals, closely guarded; protected from the outside world by lock and key.
Cora Bodin: [Viewers see Cora Bodin release a setter to run into the woods] Go on, Colleen.
Narrator: For what reason then would a member of the Bodin family take Colleen, one of the kennel's most valued animals, and deliberately turn her loose in the field? To run away? Why?


"The Fugitive: The Shattered Silence (#4.28)" (1967)
Dr. Richard Kimble: It would take a very unusual man to handle something as big as eternity.


"The Fugitive: Decision in the Ring (#1.6)" (1963)
Joe Smith: Murder?
Dr. Richard Kimble: Arrested. Tried. Convicted. Innocent.
Joe Smith: I believe you.


"The Fugitive: Angels Travel on Lonely Roads: Part 2 (#1.23)" (1964)
[Kimble is being threatened by two motorcycle punks when Sister Veronica appears]
Sister Veronica: A nice little highway rumble, is that it, boys? Well, that is the language, isn't it? A rumble? Roll the squares? The expressions never change, only the faces. Two great big boys bullying their way through life. And with all the noise, as far as life is concerned, you haven't even made a ripple. All you really are is afraid. Yes, afraid of life and its people. You're so afraid that when you swallow, a person can hear the click in your throat. You two and your kind are just a great big boil on the side of humanity that needs a lance. And if you spent two weeks in my school, I'd be the one to give it to you! Now you get on those overgrown bicycles and get yourselves out of here!
[intimidated, Clete and Lossie mount their motorcycles and ride away]
Sister Veronica: [to Kimble] Mr. Walker, I'm sorry you had to witness that display. One of my greatest weaknesses has always been a sinful temper.
Dr. Richard Kimble: You're a fraud, Sister. You said you were going to Sacramento to renounce your vows because you couldn't communicate with people, you couldn't get through to them. Well, those two sure got the message.


"The Fugitive: Landscape with Running Figures: Part 2 (#3.10)" (1965)
Marie Gerard: Tell me... when you were married, were you happy? I guess that's what I want to know... were you happy?
[Kimble is silent]
Marie Gerard: What's the matter, Mr. Carver? Hasn't anyone ever asked you that?
Dr. Kimble: Not for a long while. I guess we were happy. It's been a long time, I don't remember.
Marie Gerard: That's not something you forget.
Dr. Kimble: I didn't say I'd forgotten... I said I didn't remember.


"The Fugitive: The Ivy Maze (#4.21)" (1967)
Lt. Gerard: Don't try and sidetrack me Simpson, I want Kimble!
Fritz Simmons: But you've got him! Kimble, Johnson, and the tape!
[Gerard storms out of Fritz Simmons' lab as a tape of Fred Johnson's confession to killing Helen Kimble is played]
Fritz Simmons: Lieutenant, don't you want your killer?
[Gerard storms into another classroom and finds Kimble, struggling to stop Fred Johnson from escaping]
Lt. Gerard: Kimble!
Dr. Kimble: Here's your man, Gerard!