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Lt. Philip Gerard (Character)
from "The Fugitive" (1963)

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"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.

Leonard Taft: [as Lt. Gerard is about to take Kimball in] I don't envy you your job, Lieutenent.
Lt. Gerard: Oh? It's like a paid vacation, really.

[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.

[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 senseless 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.

Lt. Gerard: [to Lloyd Chandler] You can relax now... I just did your killing for you.
[he glances at Chandler]
Lt. Gerard: You've had a good day, haven't you? I guess we both have. For four years now, we've - -both of us - -kept an innocent man in hell.

Leonard Taft: [as Gerard is preparing to leave with Richard, as his time to prove his innocence has run out] Another week would've killed you, eh, Lieutenant?
Lt. Philip Gerard: Mr. Taft, I happen to believe that holding on to false hope is the worst kind of cruelty.

Leonard Taft: Why don't you call your mother about the boys?
Donna Kimble Taft: I could do that. I've got a word or two for Billy.
Leonard Taft: Billy? What did Billy do now?
Donna Kimble Taft: I found this
[a bullet]
Donna Kimble Taft: in his sock drawer as I was fixing a room for Jean.
Lt. Philip Gerard: [taking the bullet, which matches one found at an abandoned stablehouse, where Lloyd Chandler confronted Fred Johnson] Where did he get this?
Donna Kimble Taft: From Lloyd Chandler. He's been teaching the boys how to fire a gun.
Lt. Philip Gerard: Out at the stables?
Leonard Taft: No, they're letting them use the police range.
Lt. Philip Gerard: We found this one
[his bullet]
Lt. Philip Gerard: at the stables yesterday... where that caller wanted to meet you.
Donna Kimble Taft: And, I told Lloyd about that phone call!


"The Fugitive: The Judgment: Part I (#4.29)" (1967)
Nat Harris: Frankly Captain, it's not the year's hottest story, and we ran it once.
Capt. Ralph Lee: I'll run it twice, Nat. I owe you a bigger one.
Nat Harris: How come the LAPD is so anxious to publicize this capture of a one-armed transient who broke up a crummy bar? Come on, how come?
Capt. Ralph Lee: Because we're just a bunch of egomaniacs.
[Nat pauses]
Nat Harris: All right. You'll tell me some time.
[Captain Lee returns to his office, where waiting for him is Lieutenant Philip Gerard]
Lt. Philip Gerard: Will he do it?
Capt. Ralph Lee: I think so. He owes me some favors.
Lt. Philip Gerard: Of course the wire services won't give this the kind of national play the first story got.
Capt. Ralph Lee: All right, let's give it some juice. Call a press conference, reveal how you saw the routine arrest report on Fred Johnson, your dramatic flight out of Stafford.
[Gerard shakes his head]
Capt. Ralph Lee: Phil, I'm kidding. Where's your sense of humor?
Lt. Philip Gerard: [softly] I don't know. I've lost a lot of things these last four years. Starting with a prisoner the state told me to guard.

[Inside Captain Lee's office, Gerard confronts seedy bail bondsman Art Howe, unaware that Jean Carlisle, who has Richard Kimble in her apartment, is surreptitiously in the office overhearing the fateful conversation]
Lt. Philip Gerard: Who sent you here?
Arthur 'Art' Howe: Oh ho, come, come, Lieutenant. I'm only a bail bondsman, not an attorney, but I know that's privileged information. Now I put up the correct bail as you can see in the receipt. I believe that's all you need to know.
Capt. Ralph Lee: [in disbelief] You paid three thousand in cash?
Arthur 'Art' Howe: Thirty one-hundred dollar bills. Now you are to release one Fred Johnson in the interest of justice, not to mention with my cab waiting downstars, so I'd appreciate it if you'd produce the gentleman.
[Upon hearing Howe mention Fred Johnson and his release, Jean, still unnoticed by anyone else, sneaks out of the office to alert Kimble]
Capt. Ralph Lee: Phil, there's nothing I can do, they've posted the bail, I've got to let Johnson go.
Arthur 'Art' Howe: Ha, exactly.

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.

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.

[Lt. Gerard enters a police interrogation room. Fred Johnson is seated at the table. Capt. Lee is in the room as an observer. Gerard sits down at the table opposite Johnson]
Lt. Philip Gerard: You know who I am, don't you?
[pause]
Lt. Philip Gerard: I think you do.
Fred Johnson: You're a cop.
Lt. Philip Gerard: That's right, from Indiana. Stafford, in fact. You know that town, Johnson?
Fred Johnson: That's not my name.
Lt. Philip Gerard: It'll do for now.
[pause]
Lt. Philip Gerard: Have you ever been to Stafford? Just a few minutes ago we had a call from a man who claims he saw you there a few years back.
[pause]
Lt. Philip Gerard: His name is Richard Kimble.
Fred Johnson: [quickly] I ain't ever been to any Stafford!
Lt. Philip Gerard: You ever hear of Richard Kimble?
[Johnson nods]
Lt. Philip Gerard: I thought you might have. He's been after you for quite some time now.
Fred Johnson: He's got something wrong in the head.
Lt. Philip Gerard: Claims you killed his wife.
Fred Johnson: He's lying.
Lt. Philip Gerard: Take it easy, Johonson, we're on your side. Now I think he invented that story... then saw you one day, and finished up believing his own lie.
Fred Johnson: Then get him off my back!
Lt. Philip Gerard: We will. And when we do, I want you to throw that lie in his face.
Fred Johnson: What do you want from me?
Lt. Philip Gerard: Just tell us where you were that night.
Fred Johnson: What night?
Lt. Philip Gerard: September 19th, 1961, the night Helen Kimble was murdered.
Fred Johnson: [thinking out loud] September '61, September... oh, yeah, Texas.
Lt. Philip Gerard: Whereabouts in Texas?
Fred Johnson: El Paso, I was there all year.
Lt. Philip Gerard: And you didn't leave El Paso the whole of 1961.
Fred Johnson: That's right.
Lt. Philip Gerard: And you've never been to Stafford.
Fred Johnson: No.

Lt. Philip Gerard: [Lt. Gerard is interrogating Fred Johnson. Capt. Lee observes from a corner] You ever been to Indiana?
Fred Johnson: Oh, I mighta been through there, hoppin' freights and all...
Lt. Philip Gerard: Do you know a man called Gus Evans?
Fred Johnson: [Johnson's manner suddenly gets harder] No.
Lt. Philip Gerard: That's odd. FBI says your fingerprints match his.
Fred Johnson: They're wrong.
Lt. Philip Gerard: Using the name Gus Evans, you took a job as a night watchman for an electronics firm. They were dong government work, so your fingerprints were taken for clearance purposes.
[pause]
Lt. Philip Gerard: Any of this coming back to you?
Fred Johnson: I don't know... maybe...
Lt. Philip Gerard: On September 5th, 1961, just two weeks before Helen Kimble was murdered, you were fired for drinking on the job!
Fred Johnson: So what?
Lt. Philip Gerard: So that plant was located in Indianapolis... only 75 miles from Stafford!
Fred Johnson: I told you I'd been through there!
Lt. Philip Gerard: You told me you didn't leave El Paso all year.
Fred Johnson: I got confused.
Lt. Philip Gerard: You're lying.
Fred Johnson: No... just forgot, that's all.
Lt. Philip Gerard: [hotly] Did you forget about Stafford, too?
Fred Johnson: You got me all mixed up!
Lt. Philip Gerard: [ironically] Tell the truth, Johnson... then you won't get mixed up.
Fred Johnson: I don't have to talk to you.
Lt. Philip Gerard: Did you kill Helen Kimble?
Fred Johnson: I wanna see a lawyer.
Lt. Philip Gerard: Why did you lie?
Fred Johnson: I don't have to answer any more questions.
Lt. Philip Gerard: [grabs Johnson by the shirt, then savagely] Did you kill Helen Kimble?

Lt. Philip Gerard: Did you kill Helen Kimble?
Fred Johnson: I wanna see a lawyer.
Lt. Philip Gerard: Why did you lie?
Fred Johnson: I don't have to answer any more questions.
Lt. Philip Gerard: [grabs Johnson by the shirt, then savagely] Did you kill Helen Kimble?
Capt. Ralph Lee: [restraining Gerard] Phil!


"The Fugitive: World's End (#2.2)" (1964)
Lt. Gerard: Ada, we've been friends for a long time, don't make me be a cop.
Ada Burnett: Phil, I can't betray my daughter, I can't betray Richard.
Lt. Gerard: You don't betray a convicted murderer.

Lt. Gerard: Where is he?
Ellie Burnett: He's gone.
Lt. Gerard: Ellie, I want a straight answer. Where is he?
Ellie Burnett: I don't know.
Lt. Gerard: You lost him.
Ellie Burnett: I guess I have. But it makes it worthwhile. You lost him, too.

Lt. Gerard: I remember when John said he was going to defend Kimble. I said he'd regret it someday.
Ada Burnett: He never did.

[Gerard and Sgt. Keith interrogate Ada Burnett in Ellie's hotel room in Kansas City]
Sergeant Keith: Not a sign of them.
Lt. Gerard: Now come on, Ada, every second you hold me up you push her closer to the edge. Come on, where is she?
Ada Burnett: I don't know.
Lt. Gerard: But you called me, you said you had information.
Ada Burnett: [clearly having second thoughts] I was wrong.
Lt. Gerard: Ada, you know me, I'm no rookie cop. And I know you. You acted on a decent impulse, but then you began having second thoughts.
Ada Burnett: That's not true.
Lt. Gerard: Because you've never been able to say "No" to her. Never. When she broke her first expensive toy, whatever Darling wanted Darling got.
Ada Burnett: Phil, please...
Lt. Gerard: But loving isn't giving in all the time. A child picks up a jar of poison. And this could hurt her more.
Ada Burnett: [torn] Will you... keep her name out of it?
Lt. Gerard: That's a promise.
Ada Burnett: They've chartered a plane. Tucker Field.
[Gerard and Sgt. Keith begin to the door]
Lt. Gerard: Don't beat yourself, Ada. You've done what's best for her.
Ada Burnett: [now feeling guilty] For her?


"The Fugitive: Nemesis (#2.5)" (1964)
[At the trout hatchery Kimble steals Sheriff Deebold's car as Deebold, Gerard, and Jasper move in to arrest him]
Lt. Philip Gerard: [to Jasper] The car! Where's your car?
Jasper: It's in town getting fixed!
Lt. Philip Gerard: What about this truck?
Sheriff Deebold: We'll never catch him in that thing.
[Gerard glares at Deebold]
Sheriff Deebold: It's not my fault!
Lt. Philip Gerard: You left the keys in the wagon!
Sheriff Deebold: So that makes me dumb!
Lt. Philip Gerard: You think it makes you smart?

Lt. Gerard: Where is he?
[Phil doesn't answer]
Lt. Gerard: Phil?
Philip Gerard Jr.: Dad, he came back and he helped take off the trap-...
Lt. Gerard: But which way did he go?
[Phil is silent]
Lt. Gerard: Phil, don't you understand, he's wanted for murder!
Philip Gerard Jr.: He says he didn't do it!
Lt. Gerard: Of course he says that!
Philip Gerard Jr.: And if he's right? If *he's* right?
Lt. Gerard: [pause, then] Well, it means that I'm wrong... doesn't it. Phil?

Lt. Philip Gerard: [speaking with the sheriff about what Kimble will do with Gerard's son] I know him. He'll stop and feed the boy.

Sheriff Deebold: There's only about a hundred back roads and they don't show on no map.
Lt. Philip Gerard: Well that copter can make all the difference, a white station wagon on these green hills.
Sheriff Deebold: Unless Kimble ditches the wagon and goes by shanks mare.
Jasper: He might. He knows every back trail around here for twenty miles.
Sheriff Deebold: [self-servingly] I offered to pick him up and hold him.
Lt. Philip Gerard: [seeing through it] You had your chance.


"The Fugitive: Nightmare at Northoak (#1.11)" (1963)
[in a nightmare sequence, Richard Kimble is cornered in an alley by Lt. Gerard]
Lt. Philip Gerard: [betraying sadistic pleasure as he draws his gun] Finally, Kimble. Finally.
Narrator: [as Kimble looks at Gerard in terror] This is Richard Kimble's recurring nightmare, and each time he awakens he wonders if he will awaken in the greater nightmare of reality.
[Gerard shoots Kimble, which startles him awake, back in reality]

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 now as it was the night of the murder.
Lt. Philip Gerard: And it was and is a lie.
Dr. Richard Kimble: [angrily] Are you so godlike that because you couldn't find a one-armed man you don't believe 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, Gerard? You know, I think 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?

Wilma Springer: Lieutenant... did he kill his wife?
Lt. Philip Gerard: The law says he did.
Wilma Springer: That's not what I mean. Did he really kill her?
Lt. Philip Gerard: The law says he's guilty. I enforce the law.
Wilma Springer: What's right is right.
Lt. Philip Gerard: I suppose you could put it as simply as that.
Wilma Springer: I have. All my life.

Dr. Richard Kimble: It's all very easy for you, Gerard, black and white.
Lt. Philip Gerard: Yes, it has to be. Which gives you the advantage. Any disguise you choose. Hero to a whole town.
Dr. Richard Kimble: Saving kids from a burning bus. That's a disguise.


"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.

Lt. Philip Gerard: Look, why don't you just shoot me and set the woods on fire!


"The Fugitive: Landscape with Running Figures: Part 1 (#3.9)" (1965)
Marie Gerard: I don't suppose there's any point in asking you not to leave... just this once to let go?
Lt. Philip Gerard: [long pause, then] No.

Lt. Philip Gerard: Thank the captain for me; tell him all I'm concerned with right now is Richard Kimble.
Rainey: Yes, sir, but if your wife is missing-...
Lt. Philip Gerard: [tightly] Kimble, sergeant! Richard Kimble, height six foot one, weight one seventy-three... that's all want to hear about.
Rainey: [pause, then] Yes, sir... Kimble.


"The Fugitive: Wife Killer (#3.17)" (1966)
Barbara Webb: Doctor Kimble asked him if he killed his wife and he nodded yes! I saw him!
Lt. Gerard: Of course he nodded. He was afraid Kimble would stop helping him. But your problem is still this: either you tell me where to find Kimble or you go to jail.
Herb Malone: Lieutenant, no matter how she feels now, she certainly wouldn't help Kimble originally unless he'd forced her!
Barbara Webb: I could say that to a jury, they would probably believe me, but it is not true.

[Gerard confronts Herb Malone after Malone is caught driving Barbara Webb's car - to draw Gerard away from Barbara as she helps Richard Kimble save Fred Johnson's life]
Lt. Gerard: I hope you enjoyed your ride tonight, Mr. Malone, because it's going to cost you.
Herb Malone: You'd have a very hard time proving I broke any law and you know it. Now I've been a newspaper man almost as long as you've been a cop, Lieutenant, and I'm not easy to intimidate.
Lt. Gerard: We both know something else. If that woman seen with Kimble was Barbara, she's going to go to jail for a long time.
Herb Malone: I was just out for a drive in her car.
Lt. Gerard: You fired her for just this sort of thing, but you're still in love with her, aren't you?
Herb Malone: That's none of your business. You know I dug out the file on the Kimble case and the jury disproved his story about a one-armed man. What about you, Lieutenant?
Lt. Gerard: The jury chose to believe Kimble invented a story about a one-armed man.
Herb Malone: Well then why are you here if he's looking for an invention?
Lt. Gerard: Because he's come to believe there is such a man. It's not an unusual occurrence, any psychiatrist will tell you so. I've spoken at length about it to several of them. It's the only way he can live with his own conscience.
Herb Malone: You're certain of that.
Lt. Gerard: Yes, I am.
Herb Malone: I'm afraid I can't help you, Lieutenant.
Lt. Gerard: But you would if you could.


"The Fugitive: May God Have Mercy (#2.25)" (1965)
Lt. Philip Gerard: I came to check on your condition. As soon as you're well enough you'll be extradited to Indiana. I'm taking you back to Stafford myself.
Dr. Richard Kimble: You gonna strap me on the fender of your car?

Lt. Philip Gerard: Meantime, I'd like to ask you some questions. About Victor Leonetti. How well do you know him?
Dr. Richard Kimble: His child was my patient.
Lt. Philip Gerard: He blames you for her death.
Dr. Richard Kimble: Have I been convicted of that one too?


"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!

[Hiding in Fritz Simmons' office, Richard hears the door start to open and quickly hides in the closet as Gerard drags Simmons and Sally into the office to interrogate them about Carl Stoker aka Fred Johnson]
Fritz Simmons: Lieutenant, he's an employee of the University as we all are.
Sally: Lieutentant...
Lt. Gerard: Professor, I'm something of a student of psychology as well and I know when I've touched a nerve. That man in there is the man Kimble is after. Now there comes a point when coincidence ends and harboring a fugitive begins!


"The Fugitive: Trial by Fire (#3.4)" (1965)
Lt. Philip Gerard: A lawyer representing Kimble shouldn't look that pleased with himself.


"The Fugitive: Landscape with Running Figures: Part 2 (#3.10)" (1965)
Lt. Gerard: [referring to Kimble] He's stuck in my throat and I can't swallow him.


"The Fugitive: Fear in a Desert City (#1.1)" (1963)
Lt. Philip Gerard: [to Monica Wells after her husband's funeral] So he
[meaning Dr. Kimble]
Lt. Philip Gerard: told you about me. Excellent. He thinks about me as much as I think about him.
Monica Welles: He's innocent!
Lt. Philip Gerard: The law says guilty.
Monica Welles: The law isn't perfect.
[Gerard looks slightly annoyed]
Monica Welles: Wherever he is now, he knows I believe him. I always will.