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Chief Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard (Character)
from The Fugitive (1993)

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The Fugitive (1993)
Sheriff Rawlins: Okay boys, gather around here and listen up. We're shuttin' it down, Wyatt Earp's here to mop up.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: That's funny. "Wyatt Earp."

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [Briefing all the sheriffs, deputies, police officers, and law enforcement officials surrounding him] Alright, listen up, ladies and gentlemen, our fugitive has been on the run for ninety minutes. Average foot speed over uneven ground barring injuries is 4 miles-per-hour. That gives us a radius of six miles. What I want from each and every one of you is a hard-target search of every gas station, residence, warehouse, farmhouse, henhouse, outhouse and doghouse in that area. Checkpoints go up at fifteen miles. Your fugitive's name is Dr. Richard Kimble. Go get him.

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Newman, what are you doing?
Newman: I'm thinking.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Well, think me up a cup of coffee and a chocolate doughnut with some of those little sprinkles on top, while you're thinking.

Cosmo Renfro: When I die, I wanna come back just like you.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Oh, you mean happy and handsome?

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [after taking credit for Kimble's saving of his partner and declaring all prisoners dead] Oh. Wow. Gee Whiz. Looky here. You know we're always fascinated when we find leg irons with no legs in them. Who held the keys sir?
Old Guard: Me.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Where those keys at?
Old Guard: I don't know.
Poole: Care to revise your statement, sir?
Old Guard: What?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Do you want to change you bullshit story, sir?
[Poole shows guard a picture of Kimble]
Old Guard: He might have got out.

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: All right, I want to start right there. We're going start with phone taps. I want to start with his lawyer first.
Cosmo Renfro: Whoa, whoa, whoa. You're never gonna get that.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: You call Judge Reuben and tell him I want a whole bunch of phone taps...
Cosmo Renfro: Why are you yelling at me? Why?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: And I'll call him later and tell him on who...
Cosmo Renfro: Why are you always yelling at me?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: IF, I'm in a good mood.
Cosmo Renfro: Why don't you yell at her some time?

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: So he showed up not dead yet. Let that be a lesson to you, boys and girls. Don't ever argue with the big dog, because the big dog is always right.
Marshal Biggs: Woo-woo-woo-woof.

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]

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Doctor Nichols, you really want to help him? You really want to be his friend? Then you'll help us bring him in, unharmed.
Dr. Charles Nichols: Why? So he can go back to prison? Tsk, tsk, tsk. If you want help, gentlemen, you've come to the wrong man. Richard is innocent and you'll never find him. He's too smart.
Marshal Biggs: [sarcastically] Oh well... we're pretty smart guys.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Yeah, what about us?
Cosmo Renfro: Last time I looked.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Yeah, we're smart. We are. I mean, how smart could he be, really? Is he as smart as you are?
Dr. Charles Nichols: [thinks and considers his answer, smiles] Smarter.

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

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [Yelling throughout the empty laundry room as he looks for Richard] Dr. Richard Kimble! There's no way out of here, Richard! The entire building is locked down! Give it up Richard, you don't have any time, Chicago police department thinks you're a cop killer, they WILL shoot you on sight!
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [Yelling throughout the empty laundry room as he looks for Richard] Richard, I know you're innocent! I know about Frederick Sykes! I know about Dr. Charles Nichols! Richard, he borrowed your car the night of your wife's murder, he had your keys! No forced entry, Richard! He telephoned Sykes from your car, Richard! Richard, give it up! Richard, I'm either lying or I'm gonna shoot you, what do you think?
[another pause, as Nichols draws down on Gerard]
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [Yelling throughout the empty laundry room as he looks for Richard] Give it up, Richard, it's time to stop running!

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [Poole stumbles] Poole, you gotta get some new boots.
Cosmo Renfro: I told you not to wear the heels.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: And I want you to wear two coats.
Poole: Sure, next train wreck.
Marshal Biggs: Why are we always mothering her?
Cosmo Renfro: 'Cause she loves us.

Marshal Henry: I may be crazy but that train sounds like an el.
Cosmo Renfro: St Louis doesn't have an elevated train.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: How do you know it's an elevated train?
Marshal Stevens: I think he's right, I lived under an el for 20 years.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Then you can explain the difference in the sound of an elevated train as opposed to a train that's running along the ground. You must have ears like a eagle, play that back, I wanna hear the sound of an elevated train.

Marshal Henry: CCH? What's that?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Cook County Hospital.

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [listening to wiretap of Kimble talking with his lawyer] Yeah, right there. What's he saying? Sounds like, 'Next... Stop'... Do that again!
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [listening to tape replay] 'Next... stop... '
Poole: ...Merchandise Mart.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Son of a bitch, our boy came home.
Cosmo Renfro: That bell! That bell is the bell on the Wells street bridge, it's six blocks away.

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: I knew that was an elevated train.
Marshal Biggs: Oh yeah big dog, you're never wrong.

Marshal Biggs: Sam!
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: What?
Marshal Biggs: We just got a call from Harris Community Hospital. The wounded guard swears he saw Kimble outside the emergency room.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Well, that's hot.
Marshal Biggs: And an ambulance is missing.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Where's he going in an ambulance?

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Newman, we're gonna send you a bunch of cops, make sure they turn that place inside out.
Newman: You got it Sam.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: And don't let them give you any shit about your pony tail.
Newman: I won't.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Well done young man.
Newman: [pleased that he has been recognised by Sam] My pleasure Sam...

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Look on your maps if you wanna know how to get there!

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Your cousin still got his truck?
Cosmo Renfro: Uh huh.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Call him. Tell him we need it.

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.

[on the phone]
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Well, Sir, Mr. Copeland was a bad man. He was gonna shoot one of my kids.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Well, sir, you can blame me, I'm the one that shot him.

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Sheriff Rawlins, with all due respect, I'd like to suggest check points on a 15 mile radius out here on I-57, I-24 and on route 13 out of Chester...
Sheriff Rawlins: Whoa, whoa, whoa. The prisoners are all dead and the only thing checkpoints are gonna do is get a lot of good people frantic around here and flood my office with calls.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [deadpan] Well, shit, sheriff, I'd hate to see that happen, so I guess I'll just take over your investigation.
Sheriff Rawlins: [flustered] You? On what authority?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Governor of the state of Illinois, United States Marshals Office, 5th District Northern Illinois.

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [First lines, said when arriving at the scene of the train wreck] My, my, my. What a mess.

Cosmo Renfro: [after Kimble has just lept off the dam to escape] What happened? Where'd he go?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: The guy did a Peter Pan right off of this dam, right here.
Cosmo Renfro: What?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Yeah. BOOM.
Cosmo Renfro: [stunned] Holy shit... Can we go home now...?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [flustered] No...

Marshal Biggs: This is hinky, this guy's a college graduate, he went to medical school, he's not gonna come through all the security, go to the county lockup, to find someone his one people say does not exist. Hinky.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Well, what does that mean Biggs, 'hinky'?
Marshal Biggs: I don't know. Strange.
Marshal Henry: Weird.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Well, why don't you say strange or weird? I mean hinky, that has no meaning.
Marshal Biggs: Well, we say hinky.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: I don't want you guys using words around me that have no meaning. I'm taking the stairs and walking.
Marshal Biggs: [sotto voice] How about 'bullshit?' How about 'bullshit', Sam?

[after Kimble jumps off of the dam]
Marshal Biggs: Sam, are you out of your mind? He's dead.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: That ought to make him easier to catch.

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [over the radio] Newman, get rid of the helicopter!
Newman: [over the radio] Why?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [over the radio] 'Cause I don't want to get shot!

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [referring to Kimble is in the sewers,pointing his gun into the open manhole cover] We got a gopher.

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Why did Richard Kimble kill his wife?
Detective Kelly: He did it for the money.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: What do you mean, he did it for the money? He's a doctor. He's already rich.
Detective Kelly: But she was more rich.

Head Illinois State Trooper: I don't want to tell you how to do your job...
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [on his police radio] Put the helicopter on the bridge!
Head Illinois State Trooper: ...but only one man in a million can survive that fall. The guy is fish food.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Fine. Go get a cane pole, catch the fish that ate him.

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [referring to Kimble, reminding them capturing Kimble is his job, under his jurisdiction, still has the authority to pursue him] That's my man!
Det. Rosetti: Not anymore, he's not. He's going down. You don't help us, you stay the hell out!
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [ignores him and enters the building] Arrest us.

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: We're eating oranges and we're making IDs.

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: How's the boy doing?
Dr. Anne Eastman: He saved his life.

One-armed Man at hospital: You guys have a problem?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: No.
Cosmo Renfro: Uh, no, no problem at all.

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Give it up. It's time to stop running.

[on Kimble]
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Does he have a reason to come after you?
Sykes: [sarcastically] Well, hell yeah I have a prosthetic arm. I must have murdered his wife right?
Sykes: Give me a break will you? I'll tell you what I told them a year ago, I wasn't in Chicago that night, fifteen people verified it.

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: How'd you lose that arm?
Sykes: In the line of duty.

Cosmo Renfro: [stepping in the tunnel sewage] Aw, shit! I just bought these shoes.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Shut up, Cosmo.

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Henry, Dr. Nichols lied to me. Go find him.

Police Dispatcher: [on Cosmo's police radio] Attention all units. Transit police report officer down at Balbo Station. Kimble is suspect! Repeat; Officer Down!
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: What'd he do, shoot a cop?
Cosmo Renfro: Chicago PD will eat him alive!

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [Studying Kimble's fake ID now in his possession] Where are you Desmondo?

Poole: [taking fax] Background just came in from Chicago.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: About time! What do we got?
Cosmo Renfro: Uh, "Richard David Kimble, vascular surgeon... " what the hell is that?
Poole: Somebody that makes more money than you.

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [whispering] I... don't... bargain.

U.S. Marshals (1998)
John Royce: I thought we didn't take our work personally.
Sam Gerard: We don't. I do.

Cosmo Renfro: The Great Sam Gerard.
Sam Gerard: Yes, I am.
Cosmo Renfro: And you always have to win.
Sam Gerard: Yes, I do.

Sam Gerard: Do you have a weapon?
John Royce: Yeah, a big one. How about you?

Catherine Walsh: Never one to be afraid of the obvious. I admire that in a man, Sam.
Sam Gerard: Have I done something?
Catherine Walsh: Yeah. You hit your prisoner while he was in handcuffs; that's against the rules. If he had any brains, he'd sue us.
Sam Gerard: He bit one of my kids; he got smacked on the head! So what?
Catherine Walsh: So what?
Sam Gerard: Yeah. So what?
Catherine Walsh: 27 stitches is "so what."
Sam Gerard: He needed a smack on the head. That's what he got.

Sam Gerard: [Referring to the Glock as he is changing magazines] These things are so cool.
John Royce: Yeah.
Sam Gerard: They shoot underwater! You can pour sand in them and they'll shoot. Shoot every time. It's a good choice.

Sam Gerard: Cosmo, where are you?
Cosmo Renfro: [shouting over the New York traffic] I'm in traffic! I'm in New York City! Where the hell do you think I am? We're on our way!

Cosmo Renfro: Sam.
Sam Gerard: Cosmo.
Cosmo Renfro: We're still at the Chinese Consulate. No sign of Chen since he went in.
Sam Gerard: Get the N.Y.P.D. on him. I want you and Royce here at Queens Hills Cemetery.
Cosmo Renfro: Where the hell is Queens Hills Cemetery?
Sam Gerard: Ask a cop.

Sam Gerard: [looking at Royce's Gun] Got a back-up weapon?
John Royce: Never had the need.
Sam Gerard: Get one.
[hands back Royce's gun]
Sam Gerard: Keep it in your suit unless I tell you to take it out. Get yourself a Glock and lose that nickel-plated sissy pistol.

[Gerard busts open a bathroom door at the Lorelei building with his gun drawn and finds a terrified elderly man inside]
Sam Gerard: US Marshals, are you in here alone? Are you in here alone?
Elderly Man: Yes!

[after killing Royce]
Sam Gerard: Welcome home Mark, wanna start running again?
Mark J. Sheridan: I think I'm going back to bed.

Sam Gerard: Remember, Sheridan could be anywhere people, stay alive.

Deputy Marshal Savannah Cooper: [Royce uses Renfro's sunglasses to pick the lock on the handcuffs] I've never seen that before.
Sam Gerard: I have.
Cosmo Renfro: Yeah, well, the guy just broke my fucking glasses!

Sam Gerard: [Seeing Sheridan picking the lock on his handcuffs] Goin' somewhere?
Mark J. Sheridan: Na.

Sam Gerard: You play any tricks, I gotta shoot you!

Catherine Walsh: [seeing Lamb standing up] Don't get up Mr. Lamb. You make a better target sitting down.
Bertram Lamb, Security Service Director: I'm guessing that our visit does not deliver our fugitive.
Catherine Walsh: Not with all of the horseshit you've been handing us.
Bertram Lamb, Security Service Director: Excuse me?
Catherine Walsh: For starters, the fingerprints you have planted at the scene.
[shows a picture of a hand of a mysterious figure holding a briefcase]
Catherine Walsh: You want the illustrated version?
[hands Lamb the picture]
Bertram Lamb, Security Service Director: [after looking at the picture] Can you excuse us gentlemen?
[the men that were in Lamb's meeting leave]
Special Agent Frank Barrows: Where did you get these photographs?
Catherine Walsh: Off of U.N. surveillance tapes.
Special Agent Frank Barrows: That is highly classified material.
Bertram Lamb, Security Service Director: Do you know anything about this agent Barrows?
Special Agent Frank Barrows: I'll look into it.
Sam Gerard: I'll tell you what you should look into, is how you got those fingerprints in the first place, but let me save you the trouble because you had them on file because our boy worked for you just like the two dead guys. Is that right or wrong?
Catherine Walsh: [sternly] We want some answers Mr. Lamb. Or I'm on the next plane to Washington.

Sam Gerard: Get the tapes from the U.N. surveillance.
John Royce: I don't think we have clearance for those.
Sam Gerard: Get the clearance, get the tapes, don't tell me what we can't do!

Deputy Marshal Noah Newman: [seeing a taxi cab leaving the cemetary] What's going on here, Sam?
Sam Gerard: I don't know, but I bet Sheridan does.

Sam Gerard: [watching some surveillance tapes] Hey. it looks like your agent friends are intercepting this. What do you know about this Royce?
John Royce: I don't know anything.

Sam Gerard: [points shotgun to head] OK, Michael. Regular or extra crispy?

Sam Gerard: [coming in and seeing Sheridan holding Royce at gunpoint] Freeze it. It is a long day for everybody. So, let's end it on a positive note.
Mark J. Sheridan: For me or for you?
Sam Gerard: If everybody walks away breathing, everybody wins.
Mark J. Sheridan: How long you're gonna let me live if I let you take me in, huh? Did you forget about the plane?
Sam Gerard: Look around you, you're caught.
[Sheridan looks around to see the rest of Gerard's team closing in on him]
Sam Gerard: C'mon Roberts. Let's go home.
Mark J. Sheridan: No. You go home.
[shoots Gerard in his left side]

Sam Gerard: [speaking to the hicks in the swamp] Which one of you knows the most about this terrain?
[most of the hicks raise their hands]
Sam Gerard: Alright, which one of you is the ugliest, most inbred country son of a bitch out here?
[hicks start laughing and most raise their hands]
Sam Gerard: [old fella spits out a gob of chew spit] You come with me.

Cosmo Renfro: You still owe me for that jogging suit.
Sam Gerard: Of course. What you're going to need to do is make out a requisition form, in quadruplicate. You're going to need a white copy, yellow copy, pink copy...

Sam Gerard: Newman, I want you to set up surveillance on Ms. Bineaux around the clock and get a tap order for a telephone here and at work.
John Royce: He won't make a mistake like that.
Sam Gerard: Oh he'll contact her I bet my Bears tickets on it.

Tiny Toons Spring Break (1994) (TV)
Marshal Samuel Gerard: What is this we're looking for?
Elmyra Duff: Two little hippity-hop bunaloos.
Marshal Samuel Gerard: Bunaloos? That's not a real word! Use real words!

Elmyra Duff: There you are, my little bunalooloos!
Marshal Samuel Gerard: [shouts] Use real words!

Marshal Samuel Gerard: Now, time to find those...
Elmyra Duff: Hippity-hop-bunnaloos!
Marshal Samuel Gerard: "Bunnaloos?" That's not a real word. Use real words!

Marshal Samuel Gerard: I want tri-state roadblocks! Call forensics and check the scene. I want dogs combing the woods! And some little sprinkly, candy chewies on a cupcake. NOW!

Marshal Samuel Gerard: Seal the perimeter! I want those phones wired, and get me some new socks now!

Marshal Samuel Gerard: Get my chopper! I need this tunnel followed, I need maps, and someone buy me one of those red skeleton clown paintings now!