04x15 - Run the Man Down

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Drop it.

Go check him out, doc.

Nice try, lady.

But, you see, I remembered
what Kenny told me about this place.

He said it was owned by some old
widow lady who never used it.

You're Richard Kimble, aren't you?

You're the ones who pulled off
that armored car robbery in Plattsboro.

You see?

You know everybody.

How is he?

He's dead.

Now, if you will all behave
yourselves,

we won't have to have
any more ugliness like that.

Agreed?

Starring David Janssen
as Dr. Richard Kimble.

An innocent victim of blind justice,

falsely convicted
for the m*rder of his wife,

reprieved by fate
when a train wreck freed him

en route to the death house.

Freed him to hide
in lonely desperation,

to change his identity,
to toil at man y jobs.

Freed him to search
for a one-armed man

he saw leave
the scene of the crime.

Freed him to run
before the relentless pursuit

of the police lieutenant
obsessed with his capture.

James Broderick,

Edward Asner

Georgann Johnson.

For some, a highway is just a road

to travel for business or pleasure.

For Richard Kimble, it is sometimes
the only means to freedom.

But at the moment,
just minutes ahead of the law,

it can be a one-way street
leading to sudden death.

All right, let's fan out
and cover the area.

You two men head on up
to the basin.

Oh, you won't catch Kimble
that way.

Yeah? Why not?

Well, you got a hundred trails winding in and out of these hills.

It's bush and pine
for a hundred-square miles.

You could send
your entire force up there.

We don't have the natural competence
you mountain boys have.

The best idea might be to cover the
roads and towns around these hills.

Sooner or later, he's gonna get tired
and hungry and he'll have to come out.

When he does,
you’ll be waiting for him.

Come on, Lee, these boys
can take care of themselves.

Hey.

I could use some help.

What happened?

I caught a slug.

What are you worried about?

I was up there, I saw.

You're only two steps
ahead of the law yourself.

What do you want?

Help me get where I'm going.

- VVhere's that?
- A cabin couple of miles further in.

What do the cops want with you?

How long have you had that b*llet?

Since yesterday.

- I'll try and get you some help.
- No.

You need help.

Look, you need help too.

I can get you out of here.

This is my territory.
I know ways the oops never heard of.

Hey.

We got a deal.

I don't care what you say, I gotta--

Come on.

Okay. Thank you, sergeant.
Good luck.

No, I mean it.

Those state boys must think
we really wanna see them strike out.

Well, don't we?

Once in a while, maybe.
It's good for the soul.

Yeah, whose?

Mine, I guess.

Anyhow, they...

They found a couple of hikers
on the Lewisburg Plateau

that think they saw Kimble
about an hour ago.

Well, he must be moving pretty fast.

Looks mean.

Just like a k*ller.
You can spot them right off.

Is that right?

It's a science, you know.

Reading faces.

I didn't know.
I thought you had to gather evidence,

old-fashioned things like that.

You know what I mean.

Oh, Mrs. Craig?

Owen Troop.

I'd like to talk to Laura,
if she'd like to talk to me, that is.

Oh? Where?

No. No, she didn't tell me.

Yeah.

Yeah, thanks.

I thought you two had split up.

Oh, we did,
but somebody had to back down first.

Her mother said she rented that
old Tyler cabin for a couple of weeks.

She went up this morning.

And you're afraid
that's where Kimble might be?

Uh, have to keep moving.
Have to tell my friends.

You keep going, you'll bleed to death.

We're almost there.

Right through those trees.

Come on.

What happened?

Hunting accident.

Well, let’s get him in the house.

In there.

How bad is he?

There's probably
some internal bleeding.

Wound’s in a bad spot.

What are you gonna do?

You got a telephone?

Nope.

Well, even if I did,
are you sure you wanna use it?

Well, why shouldn't I?

Well...

...I've seen men go hunting
in some pretty wild outfits...

...but nobody goes hunting
in shoes like these.

Did you ever walk on pine needles
in leather soles?

Is he a friend of yours?

No, I found him in the woods.

He asked me to take him
to this cabin.

- Truth?
- That's the truth.

Well, a g*nsh*t wound can mean a lot of things.

Most of them bad.

Oh, I just wish there was something
we could do.

That's why I wanted a telephone.

Well, the nearest one
is at least ten miles.

I don't think either one of us could
make it, what, with it getting dark.

This is pretty rough country.

Well, I’d like to try
if you don’t mind being alone with him.

Well, if you could just stay the night
with him,

then you could get to town
in the morning and phone the sheriff.

Maybe they could send in
a helicopter.

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess that'd be best.

My name is Laura Craig.

Tom Anderson.

Well, anyway,
I didn’t think it was childish.

Heaven knows I'm too old
for that sort of thing.

We grown-up ladies
don't go all to pieces.

Anyway, after Owen and I
had this enormous fight,

I didn't rush into my bedroom
and slam the door,

throw myself on the bed
and have a good long cry.

Instead, I did the mature
and responsible thing.

I climbed up this mountain...

...and crawled into this cabin,
threw myself on the bed...

...and then had a good long cry.

Who’s ahead?

He is. But not by much.

He still has a fever.

Tomorrow I'll go into town.

See if I can get that helicopter
you spoke about

to take him to the hospital.

No. No hospitals.

We made a deal.

What kind of a deal could you make
with a man like that?

Please tell me
if I'm asking too many questions.

Well, it’s your house.

And you don't have to answer, right?

I mean, what the heck?
A guest deserves his privacy.

You bring in the walking wounded
and requisition a nurse,

and no questions asked.

You'd think I was running a motel
or something.

I came up here to be alone,

and the next thing I know, you all
come crawling up the mountain,

turn this whole place inside out.

Don't you think you owe me
something? I mean, a little hint or--'?

I guess I lost my audience.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Breakfast is all ready.

Oh, thank you.

We've got visitors.

Do you know them?

No.

I tell you, after all this,
he'd better be there.

This is his territory. He'll be there.

He might have told us
about the road.

That fuel line snapped like somebody
took a sledgehammer to it.

- Hi.
- Hi.

My name is Joe Bantam.

- This is my nephew, Larry.
- Hi.

- And my brother-in-law, Jim Ross.
- Hello.

What brings you way up here?

We heard there was good hunting.

What kind of game are you after?

Oh, the usual.

See, we ran into a hole back down
on the road,

and we busted a fuel line
on our oar.

We were hoping maybe we could use
your phone, call for help.

I'm sorry, there's no phone.

Oh, that's too bad.

Ma'am, you suppose I could ask you
for a glass of water?

Well, there's a pump right up there
on the hill. Just help yourself.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Beautiful country.

Yes, we like it.

Anybody else been up through here
the past day or so?

Are you looking for someone?

No, just wondering if we had
these woods all to ourselves this trip.

Well, I think so.

I think you'll have good hunting
once you get the generator fixed.

Fuel line.

Yeah, that's what I meant.

Hey, Ross.

Now, you take my uncle,
he was a real indoor man.

He said to me, "Joe, there's two things
you got to remember in life:

Always have respect for your parents
and never leave the asphalt."

Hey, Bantam. Guess who's in here.

Who’s he?

I don't know.

He was here, that's all.

Who are you?

I just found him in the woods.

What happened to him?

He was sh*t. He's lost a lot of blood.

Take these two into the other room.

Who sh*t you, Kenny?

The other guard. Armored car.

VVhere's the money?

I don't know.

What do you mean you don't know?

I was trying to hop a freight.

I threw the bag in,
but I couldn't hold on.

What are you telling me?

The money's on the train.

He's lying. He's holding out.

Come on, Kenny,
you don't expect us to buy that.

You had time to change
out of your uniform, you had time--

I didn't change.

I had this on underneath.

You stashed that money
somewhere.

Now, where is it?

The money's on the train.

The truth, I swear it.

The truth?

I'll get the truth.

Forget it. You ain't going anywhere.

Get some cold water or something.

He passed out.

That man is badly hurt.

If you're trying to k*ll him, I think
you're doing a pretty good job of it.

We're not trying to k*ll him.

But we're not trying
not to k*ll him, either.

Who are you?

I told you.

We're hunters.

And we just found
what we're looking for.

You're not gonna tell me
you've been up all night.

-All right.
- Well, have you?

Yes.

Well, it didn’t seem to help much.

- Anything new?
- Oh, Hodges just called.

He said he covered the whole
Lewisburg Plateau, no sign of Kimble.

Well, he could’ve gone
north or west.

He could have made it out by now.

Hodges' men would have nailed him
on the highway.

So where is he?

Right there.

Between Strawberry Mountain
and the plateau.

That's a lot of territory.

Yeah, well,
Laura's cabin is up there.

I'm gonna cover some of it
right now.

I'm going with you.

Cut it out.

Okay, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Waiting around has got me nervous.

What's the matter with you?

Nobody's chasing us.

Yeah. I know.

But how do we know nobody's chasing
our double-crossing friend in there?

If he double-crossed you,
why would he come back here?

Because he knew if he didn't show,
we'd find him.

So I guess he figured his best bet
was selling us a fairy tale.

That b*llet seems real enough.

That's what I get for fooling
with amateurs.

If he'd have stuck to the plan,
he'd have made it.

We would have been there
to help him.

But he made his play
a mile too soon.

A lousy armored car guard
making a bill and a half a week.

You give him a chance
for an easy , ,

all of a sudden, he gets big ideas.

He figures the whole bundle
should be his.

How do you know?

The papers said
Kenny got away with the money

after the other guard winged him.

He couldn't have gotten very far
with that b*llet.

He had a oar stashed.

Ditched it near the freight yards.

At least that's where the oops
found it.

How much longer
before he comes out of it?

- Why ask me?
- Heh.

Because you seem to know
what you're doing.

Well, I know if a man is bleeding,
you try to stop the bleeding.

I'll go check him.

You tell him it's no good faking.

I'll tell him.

Hold it.

I wouldn't try running.

Inside.

Bantam, take a look.

Come here.

- Do you know them?
- Yes.

- Do they know you're here?
- I don't know.

Take him in the back room
and keep him quiet with Kenny.

Make sure they both keep
their mouths shut.

Watch what you say,
you understand?

- Morning, Laura.
- Hello, Owen. Hi, Lee.

Good to see you again.

Well, it’s good to see you too, Laura.

This is Sheriff Troop, and this is--

My name is Joe Bantam, sheriff.
This is my brother-in-law, Jim Ross.

What brings you fellas way up here?

We heard
this is good hunting country.

Out there it is.

We were out there, but our car broke down a mile or so back.

We saw the cabin,
thought there might be a phone.

What are you doing here, Owen?

I'm looking for a man.

What did he do, this man?

He k*lled his wife.

Have you seen him?

No. Not around here.
Dr. Kimble, huh?

I remember the case.

He's a doctor in Indiana, isn't he?

Yeah.

Well, if you do hear anything,
I’d appreciate a call.

Well, sure thing, sheriff.

Laura, I'd feel better
if you came back into town.

Oh, I can take care of myself.

Anything I can do for you in town?

Yes. Would you call Mr. Tyler?

He was worried
about that old wood-burning stove.

Just tell him it draws fine.

All right. I'll probably check back
in a couple of days.

Lee?

We're going back.

I figured you got the message.

Drop it.

- Ahh!
- Owen.

Go check him out, doc.

Nice try, lady.

But, you see, I remembered
what Kenny told me about this place.

He said it was owned by some old
widow lady who never used it.

So there isn't any Mr. Tyler,
is there, sheriff?

You're Richard Kimble, aren't you?

And you're the ones who pulled off
that armored car robbery in Plattsboro.

You see?

You know everybody.

How is he?

He's dead.

Now, if you will all behave
yourselves,

we won't have to have
any more ugliness like that.

Ag reed?

How is he?

Well, his respiration is about the same,
his pulse is normal.

Translate.

You'll be able to talk to him
in about an hour.

And after that,
we gotta be ready to roll.

Car's here, all right.

But it sure looks like
it belongs to a sheriff.

VVhere's the nearest garage?

There's only one up here.
About ten miles further north.

Okay, you're gonna drive us
over there

and we'll pick up whatever we need
to patch up our oar.

Why take me?

Might look a little funny
one of us driving up on your wheels.

Give me the cuffs.

Hook him up in there.

He can keep an eye on his patient.

Oh, yeah.

The key.

That's a cute bit.
I gotta remember that.

Let's go.

If we're not back in an hour,
take care of the girl.

So no tricks, understand?

If you need anything,
I'll be right inside.

Well, I...

I guess it's just you and me, huh?

How about that?

No, thank you.

Howdy, sheriff.

We been gone minutes already.

Hey, you catch that k*ller yet?

It's only a matter of time.

That's what you tell those reporters
when you know he got away. Heh, heh.

- Fill her up for you?
- No, thanks.

These men here wanna talk to you.
Their oar broke down.

- Maybe you can help them out.
- Oh, sure will if I can.

I'll need some tools

and maybe you could find
a couple of parts someplace, huh?

Yeah, right over here.

You see?

No trouble here,
no trouble back there.

You

...when you're all dressed up, I--

I bet you're
a pretty good-looking girl.

I mean...

...something tight...

...that shows you off a little.

I mean, my girls,
I like them to dress like--

You know,
like somethings happening.

You don't wanna talk?

It's all right.

You don't have to talk.

I mean, there's lots of other ways
we could pass the time.

You been here awhile?

All alone in this big house...

...without any man.

Please.

Where is he?

Laura.

Laura, the key to the handcuffs.

It's in his jacket.

Get the key to the handcuffs.

Please.

If we can get a start, maybe we can
find someone who will help.

- But Owen said that--
- I know what Owen said. I didn't do it.

VVhere's Kenny?

Hey, Bantam.

Bantam?

- Bantam?
- What's going on?

- Where is he?
- I don't know.

I'm all right, Owen.

Give me a hand here.

Go help him.

- All right, let's hear it.
- He tried to get away, that's all.

That's right. While you were trying
to prove what a big man you are.

How is he?

The b*llet's worked its way
in deeper.

Then take it out.

He needs a hospital.

Even then, he may not make it.

Well, all he’s gonna get is you.

You fix up Kenny

- and you get turned loose.
- Hey.

Don't worry.

He's not gonna be calling any cops.

The girl goes with me?

No chance.

Well, after you leave, there’s no phone,
there’s no car.

We can't do you any harm.

Look, I could lie to you.

I could say
"Sure, you can have the girl,"

but I'd never let you walk out
with her.

So I'm just trying to play it straight
with you.

You help him,

I help you.

Forget the girl.

Sheriff, you've been
around g*nsh*t wounds.

You wanna give me a hand?

All right.

Remember, the deal is
you give it your best sh*t, understand?

Yeah, you get everyone out of here.

Ross.

But you wait right outside
that door?

And this time, keep your mind
on what you're doing.

Get some cloth and some knives,
something we can use for antiseptic.

All right, I'll see what I can dig up.

- What are you talking about?
- We're trying to save the man's life.

Well, just knock off the talking.

You wanna come in and tie my hands
behind my back, I don't care.

All right.

Just get it over with.

I got the car running.

They still in there?

How long does it take
to take out one lousy slug?

Relax. They have to get to it.

- I'm gonna take a look.
- Forget it.

We got enough to worry about
without a kibitzer.

He's dead.

No, sit down.

Keep working.

If they find out he's dead,
we're in a lot of trouble.

What do you care?

You made your deal.

They can change their mind.

Now that Kenny's dead, there's
no reason to keep any of us alive.

They could have a reason.

The money.

That's right.

We'll tell them where it is.

He's dead?

What about the money?

We told you what would happen to you
if you let him die.

Well, we did all we could.

Forget it. We took our sh*t
and we lost. Now, let’s get out of here.

What about them?

Well, let’s see about that.

Doc Kimble here won’t give us
any trouble.

He has his own problems
with the law.

You, we'll take out of the state.

Bantam's reward
for services rendered.

That leaves the two of them.

We're gonna have to do
something about that.

You can't do that.

Sure. We can do it easy.

Not that easy.

It'll cost you about
a hundred thousand dollars.

What are you talking about?

Kimble knows where your money is.

What's he mean?

I went out of the room once for some bandages.

When I came back, your friend
was talking about the money.

Is that straight?

He also said something
about a pine tree, didn't he?

Okay, all of it.

Now, just what did he say to you?

Well, he was delirious.

I don't think
he knew what he was saying.

But maybe we do. Let's have it.

He said something
about a pine tree.

Something about...

...lightning hitting a pine tree.

I don't know.
It didn't make much sense.

It makes plenty of sense
and you know it.

It must be where Kenny hid
the money.

What good would that do? You know
how many pine trees are out there?

I don't care how many, we'll find it.

Yeah, but that'd take
too much time.

The Sheriffs pals are probably
on their way up here already.

I'm not walking away
from that hundred grand.

You want some help?

From a sheriff?

Yeah, sure.

I can take you to the money.

I know where that pine tree is.
I can take you there.

Yeah, he'll take you
right to the cops.

He knows it'd never work.

Not with a g*n in his back.

He must want something.

I want Richard Kimble.

I see.

Make yourself a hero, right?

Something like that.
And there's another thing.

Make your pitch.
I can always turn it down.

Laura, she goes back with me.

I hope all this isn't going to your head.
If it was me, I wouldn't bother.

Well, what about it?

What makes you think I'd keep
any deal after we find the money?

Well, you kept your promise
to Kimble.

I figure I'll take the chance
you'll do the same for me.

- How much farther you taking us?
- About a quarter of a mile.

This better not be a wild goose chase,
sheriff.

Hey, sheriff, I thought
you said a quarter of a mile.

What are we stopping here for?

You mean we gotta climb up
that thing?

Well, that’s what we’re looking for.

There's your tree.

Okay.

You first.

Hey, where'd he go?

Don't worry, just keep moving.

That stinking cop led us in a circle.

Ross.

- Kimble.
- Owen.

- Kimble.
- Owen, no.

- Kimble.
- Owen, don't.

I wanna bring him in.
I won't sh**t to k*ll.

Well, at this range, how can you be sure?

Owen, he saved our lives.

You did all you could.

Oh, you bet. He's gotta be smart
to get past your boys.

Yeah, right, captain.

Well, the state boys pulled out.

They figure Kimble made it.

Do you think so?

Well, if he didn’t, he will now.

I hope so.

I wanna drop over
and see Lee Runnels' family.

I've got a check for them
from our welfare fund.

Wonder if you might
wanna come along?

Yes.

I'd like to.

Oh, speaking of money.

A yard checker in Kansas City
found Bantam's hundred thousand

in an empty box car.

Oh, by the way,

you're not going back up
to that cabin, are you?

Not alone, I'm not.

For Richard Kimble,
freedom is a precious gift.

Sometimes found in the solitude
of a trackless wilderness.

Sometimes granted by strangers.

But he knows that, always,

it is a gift that may be taken back
from him,

suddenly and forever.