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(TV Series)

(1967)

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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.

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[Epilog Closing Narration. Viewers see a train speeding down the tracks. Inside one of the box cars, viewers see Fred Johnson, the one armed man]

Narrator: A free man, Fred Johnson, boarded a train that will take him east, to Indiana... to Stafford.

[Viewers then see another train, with Lt. Gerard sitting next to Richard Kimble, almost exactly as they sat on the fateful train ride that led to Kimble's escape]

Narrator: Hours later, two men boarded another train that will bring them to the same destination. For one of these, the moment of arrival will be one of grim and long-sought triumph. For the other, his homecoming will mark only one more stop on his way to a destiny decreed in a court of law years before.

[Viewers see Richard Kimble close up, his facial expression unchanged but his eyes conveying the terrifying reality of his pending wrongful death]

Narrator: Richard Kimble is on his way home... and to an overdue appointment... with death.

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[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.

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Arthur 'Art' Howe: They don't want you to come back.

Fred Johnson: What do you mean?

Arthur 'Art' Howe: I mean there's another thousand for you if you jump bail. My client's instructions.

Fred Johnson: A thousand bucks? Gimme it!

Arthur 'Art' Howe: Not yet. I said, I want to know why someone thinks you're that important.

Fred Johnson: Who cares? Gimme the money!

Arthur 'Art' Howe: Gimme the money! Gimme gimme gimme! You sound like a greedy child.

Fred Johnson: I need the money.

Arthur 'Art' Howe: Of course you do. But wouldn't you rather have more? Say, 50,000? Who knows how high the pot may run!

Fred Johnson: What are you talking about?

Arthur 'Art' Howe: Fred, I've got a name, and you've got the reason why he hired me.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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[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.

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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?

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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!

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Fred Johnson: Kimble! he's been buggin' me for years, says I killed his wife.

Arthur 'Art' Howe: [looks at him] Well, did you?

Fred Johnson: [pause, then] No... but I was there and saw who did.

Arthur 'Art' Howe: But you never said anything?

Fred Johnson: Wasn't supposed to be in that house, pal. No skin off my nose if the doctor burned.

Arthur 'Art' Howe: [with admiration] You dirty dog.

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Narrator: [Opening Narration. Viewers see Richard Kimble at work as a service employee for Tri-State Trucking] How long can a man search before the search destroys him? To Richard Kimble, working for a trucking firm in Tucson, Arizona, defeat has never seemed so mockingly near. Months have passed and the trail stays cold. There is no trace of the elusive hope he seeks.

[Viewers see Richard Kimble climb aboard a truck to move it to the service area. Inside, Kimble spots a newspaper left by the truck driver. An article is titled "Only One Arm - Wrecks LA Bar" and features a photo of Fred Johnson, the one armed man]

Narrator: But sometimes, hope lies no further than the next truck.

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