The Fugitive 1963 S1E20 - English Transcript

(horn blaring) NARRATOR: The name: Dr. Richard Kimble. The destination: death row, state prison. The irony: Richard Kimble is innocent. Proved guilty, what Richard Kimble could not prove was that moments before discovering his murdered wife's body, he saw a one-armed man running from the vicinity of his home. Richard Kimble ponders his fate as he looks at the world for the last time and sees only darkness. But in that darkness, fate moves its huge hand. (horn blares) (suspenseful theme playing) ANNOUNCER: (dramatic theme playing) Starring David Janssen as the fugitive. With guest stars: Nancy Malone John Considine and special guest star: George Voskovec. ANNOUNCER: (upbeat theme playing) Come on, boy. Come on. Good boy. No more running today, huh? NARRATOR: For you, either, if your name is Kimble. No more running today or perhaps tomorrow. Or for maybe a few weeks, with luck. You've found yourself a place to rest. Another name, another job. Your name: *** Lindsey. Your job: handyman at the Bodin-Russet Kennels. (dog barking) (barking) Bodin-Russet Kennels. For 30 years, breeding America's finest Irish setters. Prizewinning animals, closely guarded, protected from the outside world by lock and key. Go on, Colleen. 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? (distant dog barking) Colleen! Uh, come here, girl. Colleen! Colleen! (ominous theme playing) Colleen! Here, girl. (dramatic theme playing) Want to stop for a drink? Not today. Everybody will know we won the semifinals. It wouldn't hurt to stop, have a drink, talk-- I wanna go home, Dad. Cora, huh? Four years and I keep forgetting you're married. You keep forgetting a lot of things. Like what? Come on. Get it off your chest. Did you have to chew me out like that in front of the others? Or don't you care what I look like? Just the dogs. I have to point out when you do something wrong. So they moved the start up, so how should I know? How could you know stretched out under a tree, sound asleep. If I hadn't found you and the dog when I did, we'd have been out of it. No finals tomorrow, no nothing. No new cup to put up on the shelf. No extra 10,000 to put in the bank. You know Lee Burroughs has been after the place. If we take the state finals tomorrow I can push the price up another 10,000. You never said you were selling. I never said I wasn't. And he keeps raising his offer. Any objection? (sniffs) Ten thousand's a lot of money. You work that dog careful tomorrow. Maybe you ought to work him yourself. What? Maybe you ought to work him yourself. Maybe I ought. Fine. (dramatic theme playing) What's the idea? I want that drink I didn't want. How will you get home? I'll get home. Colleen. Here, girl. (whimpering) (howling) That Colleen always did like to ***. Heh. How did she get out? You tell me. By the way, did Johnny say why he was stopping off in town? No. (melancholy theme playing) (whimpering) Just take it easy. We'll get you out of here. Take it easy, girl. Take it easy. We'll get you out of here. Just take it easy. (bird cawing) (whimpering) Max, it might be a kindness not to let her suffer. She's ripped pretty bad. Deep, from the looks of it. (ominous theme playing) You might not be able to save her if you tried. If she does live, she'll probably be lame. No good to anyone, least of all herself. Maybe you're right. He's got a gun in the wagon. I suppose that seems kind of cruel to you. (Colleen whimpering) I don't like to see things die. You get used to it working around a kennel. (footsteps approaching) We'll be at the wagon. Do you want me to do it? (***) (suspenseful theme playing) (gunshot) (dramatic theme playing) Getting on to dark. You can bury her tomorrow. Uh, Mr. Bodin, uh if you don't need me anymore, I'll-- Oh, there's no reason you have to eat and run. You must be pretty tired, huh? You had a tough day. I'm all right. Tomorrow, why don't you pile more of the work on Johnny? Uhtake a lot of the load off. A lot. You don't see this much anymore: father and son. When you do, I guess this is the result. Those things are the answer to 30 years' breeding. It's all in the bloodline. You tell me a dog's line, and I'll just about tell you what he'll do. You get along with your father? Yeah, fine. I, uh I always thought we'd be working together. I Well, it didn't work out that way. I talk too much. You don't talk enough. (slow, dramatic theme playing) You never said one word about this afternoon. That thing in the woods. You can't run a kennel like this on sentiment. You can't always give in to your feelings. You'd know that if you'd worked around dogs before. KIMBLE: I'm afraid I haven't. All I know about dogs is that I like them. Did you think I'd forgotten? House rule. Brandy for the semifinals and champagne for the finals. Well, I think you better skip me. Uh I'll get some sleep. I'll wait for the finals. Good night. (door opens) (door closes) (sniffles) I like him. He's got good sense. Yes, he's caught on rather fast for someone who's never worked around dogs. If Lee Burroughs is smart he'll hang on to him. Max, you're going to sell. Maybe. I'm thinking about it. Well, have you told Lee yet? Tomorrow, after the trials. Well, why wait? It means extra money if we win. And if we lose? We won't lose. But, Max, suppose. I mean, just suppose. You know how Lee is. He could change just like that and drop the whole deal. He hasn't dropped it in three years. Why take a chance, Max? You could pick up the phone and settle it right now. I'm not ready to settle it now. But you just said that you-- I said I was thinking about it. I'm thinking about it. (car approaching outside) Johnny, I guess. (door opens) Cora, tell him I went to bed. I'm tired. (mellow theme playing) Colleen. Why didn't you tell me? I wasn't sure. I wanted to watch her a while. Oh, Cora. You should have waited, talked to me first. I couldn't wait for you to make up your mind. Don't worry, darling. Max won't know about it. She's gone. Well, she could come back. I don't seem to be getting through to you. The kennel man shot her. She's dead. (dramatic theme playing) (whimpering) (dramatic theme playing) (dramatic theme playing) NARRATOR: A ride at night. The only purpose: to verify that a prizewinning dog is dead. Why? It's pretty stupid coming out here like this. Suppose Max heard us take the car? Not him. He hits that bed and he's gone. Clear conscience, I guess. Meaning what? Meaning, I don't like what we're doing to him. Well, maybe I don't like what he's done to you. I'm sick of playing house with a frightened little boy whose father leads him around on a short leash. Don't you have any feelings at all? What he did to you today Cora, you have to understand him. His whole life's in the place. Well, I'm not putting mine into it. Four years. Ho-ho. I've had it. Johnny, we can get away if he sells. Well, you're not gonna stop it. Not you or anyone or anything. (ominous theme playing) Okay, come on. Have your look. Then we can get some sleep. Over here by the fence. (dramatic theme playing) Come on. (whimpering) Take it easy, girl. Be finished in just a minute. (knocking on door) Well, where is she? She? Well, you've gotta have her. You're the only one who knew where she was. (Colleen whimpering) (suspenseful theme playing) So you couldn't do it. Who patched her up? You? Well, uh she wasn't hurt, uh nearly as bad as we thought. The cuts were mostly superficial. You did a very professional job. Well, I watched Doc Anders often enough. Doc Anders? Yeah, he, uh was a vet back home. Iworked for him for a couple of years. Where was that? That was, uh, a little town on the coast of California. I don't think you've ever heard of it. Well, Max isn't going to like this, disregarding orders. Does he have to know? Well, I mean, for right now. He might feel different if I can get her on her feet. You better get the stuff back to the dispensary. Max notices everything. You're not gonna tell him? I guess not. Uh, how do you know I've never heard of it? (slow, dramatic theme playing) That little town of yours. Carpinteria? You're right. I've never heard of it. Well, you're gonna have quite a job keeping her inside. Well, I'll, uh, tie her up with something. She lost her choke chain. I guess she must have lost it in the brush. Be careful. (door closes) Johnny. He just couldn't do it. He's a dog lover. He's got her in his room. Oh. Well, we've got to get her out. Don't worry, darling, he'll hide her from Max. He has to. He even made me promise not to tell. But there's something fishy about him, though. You should see the way he patched her up. He told me he'd learned it from a vet. Well, maybe he did. Oh, but he told Max he'd never worked around dogs before. (suspenseful theme playing) (sedate theme playing) Well, it's about time you got here with my dog. He isn't yours till I sell, if I sell. Good morning, Mr. Burroughs. Morning, son. I'm putting 8-to-5 on Danny, right? Oh, you won't get anything but richer. (laughs) Dad, I've got to talk to you. They're gonna start. You've got to check in. It's about Colleen. It's very important. So you should've got here faster. I couldn't get here faster. I've been thinking. So it isn't so important. Dad, will you listen to me for once? You listen. Get the dog and check in. (dramatic theme playing) Something Doc Anders forget to tell you? There's something wrong with Colleen. Of course there is. She cut herself up on that wire. Uh, it's not that. It's, uh, when she walks. It seems to be in her hip. Oh? What's your diagnosis, doctor? Well, it's not mine. It's, uh-- It's the book, uh-- Oh? It's right here. It explains it exactly. What? "Hip dysplasia. " Well, you'd better just forget it. I mean, you just say "hip dysplasia" in a kennel like this, and you might as well put a match to it. (chuckles) You walk in off the street and you pick up a book, and you've got the whole thing figured out. It's wild. It's so wild that you tried to get rid of her. Me? Well, somebody did. Somebody opened the gate. Somebody took her choke chain. Somebody. Doesn't have to be me. (suspense theme playing) (sighs) All right. Maybe it's true. I said maybe. Do you want to wipe out Did you know Max had an offer on the place? You mean he'd sell? One hundred and thirty thousand dollars. Maybe 40 if he wins this afternoon. But he won't sell, not if he knows about Colleen. At least not without telling Lee Burroughs first. That's the kind of man he is. And Lee will drop the price down to nothing. That's the kind of man he is. Hm. You'd do this to Max, so that's the type of woman you are. (sighs) Four years penned up in the sticks out here playing nursemaid to a lot of dogs. And dirt under my nails, and the smell of this place in my hair. Well, you can have it. I want out. (sighs) Tsk. I know that that doesn't mean anything to you. So go ahead. Be a boy scout. Tell Max about Colleen and wash his whole life down the drain. Oh, and while you're at it, really finish him off. Tear him apart. Tell him his son tried to cover it up. (slow, dramatic theme playing) Hello, operator. I want long distance, please. Carpinteria, California. (dramatic theme playing) MAN: Let's go. And jump. Good girl. Good jump. MAN 2: Ty! (blows whistle) Come on, come on. Thattaboy. Come here, boy. Come here. Come on, Joe. (blows whistle) MAN 2: Hey! Hey. Come here. Come here, girl. MAN 2: Hey! (claps) JOHNNY: Danny! Come on! (blows whistle) Come on. Danny! All right, son. Boot 'em all home. Left. Turn him left. I swear, I'm the only *** in the county who walks standing up. I know if he wins, it's gonna cost me extra money, but here I am hoping he does. (laughs) Turn him, Johnny. Now. Hey, Max, do you hear what I said? (blows whistle) I'll work the next stake myself. Go on. Got your mind somewhere else. (tense theme playing) Hello, operator? Listen, I'm still waiting for that California call. Will you, please? Thank you. (jeep starts) Lindsey! Lindsey, come back here. Wait a minute! (phone ringing) (tense theme playing) (car horn honking) (tires screeching) What are you trying to do? Well, I'm trying to make sure. Well, maybe we're wrong. Maybe there's no reason to say anything to Max. Then don't say anything. We don't have to guess. There's a way to find out. For a man who doesn't know very much about dogs-- Uh, it shows up in human beings, in small children. I can find it in an x-ray now if I find a lab somewhere. You'll do what? I'll find a lab somewhere in town, get a picture taken. Oh, no, you won't. You'll turn this jeep around and head for home. When I'm through in town. Mr. Lindsey there's a telephone booth just down the road a way. All I have to do is phone the police. (tense theme playing) Tell 'em that you stole the jeep and the dog. Now, Bodin is a very good name around here. And you're nothing. You wouldn't get a mile. I'll follow you. (phone rings) Hello? Oh, yes, operator. I did call Carpinteria. Oh, I had to go out, but I can take it now. Are you sure? Uh, no, I don't think so. Okay, thank you. Thank you very much. (car horns honking) Hey, where is everybody? Where's the red carpet? (horn honking) (upbeat theme playing) (car doors closing) (men laughing, speaking indistinctly) MAN (laughs): Yeah. MAN 2: Very good. MAN 3: Yeah. He took the whole lot from top to bottom. That's wonderful. Ain't no question about it. He is the best dog in the whole state. Thank you. And if I've got to admit it, the best handler too. Hey, Max, where's that champagne you were telling us about? Oh, you all look thirsty, all right. Cora, will you bring it out? I-- I just wanted to say congratulations. You said you'd win. I'll, uh put Danny away for you. Thank you. Then come back and have some champagne. Maybe I will after they've gone. I'd like to talk to you. Yeah, okay, then. Thank you. Well, honey, where'd you go for that? Here, let me do that for you. Thank you. Here. And keep 'em coming, honey. (chuckles) You bet. Have a good time. Thank you. Here's the champagne. Let's break it open. Listen, Johnny, there's something. He lied to Max and he lied to me. When the operator said there's no Doc Anders in Carpinteria-- Well, that doesn't have to mean-- You should have seen his face when I said "the police. " He's scared of something, Johnny. (dramatic theme playing) (rings) State police. Lieutenant Sampson. Wally, this is Cora Bodin. Well, if you're calling about those shepherds you trained, they're doing just fine. (chuckles): No, it's not about the dogs. Um-- Wally, listen, could you do me a favor? Oh, sure. Just name it. Could you find out if the police anywhere are looking for a man who's got something to do with medicine? Well, now, that's a pretty big order. Oh, a medical student or an intern or an ambulance driver? Someone who's been around doctors a lot. Well, for anybody else, it would be a pain in the neck. I'll call you. Thanks, Wally. Get out the wants, will you? The lastfive or six months. (dramatic theme playing) (dramatic theme playing) Hey, come on, Lee. I gotta go. You know my old lady. Okay, I'll be with you in a minute. Come on. Come on. Hey, Max. You know, you could save me a trip out here to sign. We could shake on it right now. I told you, I'll call you tomorrow. (chuckles) You sure are a hard man to do business with. Come on, son. Let's go. Good night, Cora. Good night. LEE: Good night, Johnny. Take good care of my dog, now. Good night. I'll walk you to the car. Lindsey will be in any minute. Now, what do we do? I don't know. (sighs) Look, Cora he's going to know anyway. Why don't we just go out and tell him ourselves? Not on your life. (lights match) You still think the police are gonna come up with a miracle? (exhales) Maybe they won't have to. (mysterious theme playing) Like the man said it's looking in a dark closet for a black cat that isn't there. Hey. You got something? I don't know. (whimpering) Take it easy, girl. Take it easy. (door opens) (tense theme playing) Start packing. (door closes) I hadn't planned on leaving until morning. Well, you changed your mind. You're leaving now. Without talking to Max? That's right. He's been very good to me. I think I owe it to him to see him before I go. Maybe we owe it to him to tell him about you. There's not much to talk about. There's no Dr. Anders in Carpinteria. Do you think the police might be curious as to why you had to lie? Come on, get packed. I'll run you into town. Your father was wrong. It doesn't always show. What? A good bloodline. (rings) Bodin Kennels. What is it? Max, you keep barking like that, we're gonna have to get you a choke chain. Wally Sampson. Wally? Something wrong? Well, Cora made an inquiry about a man with a medical background. What? Well, didn't you know? No. Why did she do that? Well, I was gonna ask you. You've got anybody like that around there? Nobody. Just the family and the kennel man. Have you got a new kennel man? Two weeks. He-- He answered the ad. Any references? Why? The job doesn't take any experience. Neither does ***. What are you talking about? I've got a poster here of a man named Kimble. Richard Kimble. A doctor. He killed his wife. Well, you go look for him someplace else. This man is no doctor. No murderer, either. Well, just the same. No. You're flushing the wrong bird. Look working with dogs, you get to know people. And I'm telling you, I'd swear by this man. Well, it wouldn't hurt to make sure. I could be there in a few minutes. Save your gas and your time. Forget it, Wally. Goodbye. (hangs up) (slow, dramatic theme playing) What did he say? He said, "Forget it. " It's kind of a nice night for a ride. (knocking on door) MAX: Lindsey, Max Bodin. (knocks) Lindsey, you there? Don't answer him. Come on in. I'm sorry. You patched her up like this? (tense theme playing) You do the suturing and bandaging? You couldn't finish her, huh? You couldn't tell me, so you're walking out. They're running me out. CORA: That's not true. He's in trouble with the police. No, I'm in trouble with them. They don't want you to know about Colleen. Know what? Nothing! There's nothing to know, Max. What? She has hip dysplasia. They've known about it for days. He's lying. They wanted to hide it from you. They thought it might affect your selling the place. Don't listen. That's how Colleen got out. She opened the gate. Is that true? Is it true? It's true. I can believe it about you, but him? You don't know anything about him-- Cora. Well, tell him. Tell him how much you hate this place. How you've always hated it. You hate the place? Why didn't you say so? Why didn't you come to me? You never had time. You were always too busy with the dogs. Never too busy for you. What else have I got? The cups the ribbons. The plaques. No, you don't-- Oh, Dad, look around! Where-- ? Where's the football letter I won in high school? Where's my class picture, my college diploma? Where is anything that shows what I was or did or hoped to be? You say you've put Well, so did I. Just about. And that's a long time to be playing second dog. You won't have to anymore. I'm going to sell. (Colleen whimpering) What are you gonna do about Colleen? I'll have to tell Lee. No, Max. Lee's no fool. You won't get a fourth of what this place is worth. What is it worth? If it stands between him and me, what is it worth? Well, I'm getting out now. You can come along or not. As you choose. Go on. She's your wife. She's what you want. Go on. You'd do this for me? (hopeful theme playing) You'd throw the whole place away. Throw it away. Dad we can lick the dysplasia. We'll build a line back. Suppose it takes us five or six years, so what? "Us"? Well, you always said I was half of the firm. (car door closes) Somebody just drove in. Go see who it is. The police called here a while ago. They're looking for a doctor. A man named Kimble. They say he killed his wife. He didn't. I didn't think he did. A man who couldn't kill a dog. I always liked this room. That window has a very nice view of the woods. (dramatic theme playing) Yourkennel man around? Why? What do you want him for? Oh, I'm not sure if we do want him. But if we do, it's because he's an interstate fugitive. MAX: Wally? You couldn't take my word, could you? Just had to come out and spend the taxpayer's money, huh? I, uh, wanted some air. Is that him? It's, uh hard to say in this light. Uh, my reading glasses are in the house. Uh, Max. Where is he? All right. All right. (suspenseful theme playing) Lindsey. Are you up? His light's on. Max Bodin. Open up. The woods. Made-to-order. Bob! We wouldn't stand a chance in the dark. Is that his dog? Mine. He's been taking care of her. Let's go, girl. She's no good in the field. One of your dogs? I'll take my chance. Go get him, girl. She's been hurt. She's sick. I won't keep her out too long. (dramatic theme playing) SAMPSON: Find him, girl. Come on, you can find him. Colleen. Go on. (whining) Go away, Colleen. Go on, Colleen. Go on. Where are you, girl? Go on. Hey, girl. Hey, girl. Come on. Uh, I told you, she's no good in the field. Hardly worth keeping except as a pet. (dramatic theme playing) (slow, dramatic theme playing) (door opens) From Denver. No return address. Had it made in silver. Saying thanks, I guess. The thanks should be on our side. He did a lot for us. And took a big chance. This kind of man doesn't figure the chances. When it's in the bloodline NARRATOR: You took a chance for someone, and it worked out for him. Someday, perhaps, it will work out for you. Somewhere, in some far-off city in some far-off time. But this is now and you are still running. You are a fugitive. (dramatic theme playing) (dramatic theme playing)