03x13 - The Good Guys and the Bad Guys

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I sure wouldn't want one of
our guests to get in trouble.

Where'd you say
you were working?

Uh, Acorn Falls.

The new sawmill.

You know, I could
have sworn that sawmill

was shut down for the weekend.

Yeah, well, it is, but
they gave me a little,

you know, extra employment.

Well, why don't
we give them a call.

Well, that's not necessary. I...

Whatever you say.

I just want you to know I'm here

to help the prisoners
all I can, Mister, uh...

Mister...?

Watkins.

Oh, yeah, Mr. Watkins.

Mr. Watkins.

You spell that
with one L or two?

A QM Production.

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 many 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.

The guest stars
in tonight's story:

Earl Holliman.

Collin Wilcox.

Also starring Barry Morse
as Lieutenant Philip Gerard.

Sergeant Tobias? That's right.

Lieutenant Gerard.

Indiana's a long
way, lieutenant.

I wish we could have
delivered the man we promised.

Yeah, so do I. Any
new developments?

Last report was about
8:45 this morning.

Kimble was going to
work at the stockyards,

saw the arresting
officers and took off.

Eight forty-five is
about two hours ago.

He can't go far in two hours.

You don't know Kimble.

Well, we've, uh, got all
the highways blocked.

That's not enough. What
about the towns around here?

Well, our jurisdiction doesn't
include incorporated areas,

but we've sent bulletins
to all the local police.

Which ones? Acorn Falls.

Drover City. Westlake Center.

Mind if I pay them a visit?

I want them to know the kind
of man they're dealing with.

Meaning you, or Richard Kimble?

Perhaps both.

In a civilized society,

a network of laws protects
man against his own brutality,

but for Richard Kimble,
living outside the law,

the civilized world
has become a jungle.

His only protection
is his animal instinct.

His will to survive.

But always there is the hunter.

Even here in Drover
City, Montana.

Hey, mister.
You're under arrest.

MAN: Hey, come here.

Come here!

Hey!

Hey, boy!

Hey. Hey, hey, hey.

I got it! I got it!

Yeah! Woo-hoo!

I got it, yeah!

Hey, hold it. Hold it!

This one's mine.

Who says? I did.

I'm the one who put the
iron on him on the midway.

Well, he's wearing my rope
and that makes him my prisoner.

Here comes the sheriff right
now and we gonna let him decide.

I'm gonna tell you that.

Hey, sheriff!

These vigilantes are
trying to take my prisoner.

What are you trying
to do, hurt somebody?

Come on, now. Let him decide it.

They're trying to take
my prisoner from me.

Let's act like gents...
Hank lost him...

These vigilantes are trying
to take my prisoner from me.

Does it make any
difference to you

who takes you prisoner?

I don't even know
what the charges are.

What, are you new in town?

Yeah, I'm just passing through.

Get the rope off the
man, will you, Roy? Wally?

Oh. What's your name?

Watkins. Bill Watkins.

You see, Mr. Watkins, during
Vigilante Round-Up Week,

we got us a special
law here in Drover City.

Anybody who's not
wearing Western duds

is treated like an
outlaw and renegade.

I didn't know.

Yeah, it's kind of
a game we play.

You see, the vigilante who
corrals the most outlaws,

he wins himself a pot of prizes.

Well, look, if it's a game, I...

I'd appreciate it
if you'd let me go.

I got a new job to get to.

I tell you what,

the best donation to the
Marshal's pension fund

wins the argument. How's that?

I don't think that's fair.

I'll donate 5 bucks.

Five bucks, huh? Oh, come on.

Well, I think your job's
worth more than that,

isn't it, Mr. Watkins?
Yeah, I know,

but I've only got about 3
bucks on me, you know.

Three bucks, huh?
Hank, what about you?

Come on, you're my deputy.
Part of this fund's for you.

I'll bet it is.

There's 6 bucks and
that's all I'm gonna give.

Here's 3 more.
That... That makes it 8.

That's all I got.

Hank?

That ain't fair, Charley.

There's your 5 bucks, Hank.

I tell you what, here's
a couple of bucks more.

Why don't you go buy some
beers courtesy of the pension fund.

Guess he's all yours, Roy.

You just take good care of
Mr. Watkins now, you hear?

What about my job, uh, sheriff?

I tell you what, you go down
to Vigilante Headquarters.

You give them a call.
They'll understand.

Wha...? Wait a minute. What
is Vigilante Headquarters?

The school cafeteria. That's
where we keep the prisoners.

You got any trouble, uh,
tell your boss to call me.

Marshal Charley Judd.

No, that... That's easy enough.

Doesn't matter. Yeah.

Yeah.

No, that's all right.

Yeah, yeah.

That's easy. Yeah.

Yeah. All right, yeah.

You come to make a donation?

Uh, no, thank
you. That cell there,

that's the only
thing that was left

when Slade's buddies broke in

and burnt down the
jail. Yeah. Are you...?

You know that
happened 100 years ago?

Are you the marshal?

Uh-uh. I'm his deputy.
Can I help you?

Police business. Where
can I find the marshal?

Well, I just left him
at the rodeo arena

but he's not there now.

Can you find him for me?

Why don't you sit down awhile?
He'll be back sooner or later.

This is very important.
I don't have much time,

so I'd appreciate it if you'd...

Well, then, uh, try the
high school cafeteria.

That's, uh, Vigilante
Headquarters.

His girlfriend, that's,
uh, her picture there.

She's a hostess there.

Where is that?

Oh, it's just a couple
blocks down the street.

You can't miss it.

Hey, lieutenant, hold
it. I better go with you.

Dressed like that you're
liable to end up a prisoner.

Is this coffee still hot?

We don't have
enough sandwiches...

I got me another one!

Another outlaw?

Hey, Laura. Got him a pride.

Put his name on the tag, Laura.

Mr. Watkins, Laura McElvey.

She's one of our jailers.

Hello, Mr. Watkins,
welcome to your jail.

How's for some pie, Laura?

Help yourself, Roy.

Excuse me, I'm
afraid this makes you

an official prisoner,
Mr. Watkins.

For how long?

Well, just till 6:00.

Look, I have to leave
town before that.

Could be worse, Mr. Watkins,

you might've been
sentenced to live here.

Come on, I'll get
you some coffee.

Black?

I have to be in
Acorn Falls, uh...

A new job.

Did you tell Roy
or the marshal that?

They didn't seem to
think it was important.

No. It's not.

Not compared to
48 hours of games.

Would you like to
sit down over here?

You see, Mr. Watkins,

they're very serious
about this business.

Thank you.

About 100 years ago

the vigilantes drove all the
outlaws out of Drover City.

But nowadays, it's a
chamber of commerce affair

and the vigilantes are
elected in a popularity contest,

and then the vigilante who
captures the most outlaws

becomes the chief vigilante.

And he gets free
drinks and free dinners,

free tickets to the carnival,

his picture in the
local newspaper.

You don't approve?

Grown men and women
dressed up in cowboy outfits

playing cops and robbers.

Uh, you wouldn't mind
then if I just disappeared.

They'd mind, Mr. Watkins.

Like it or not, I
have to live here.

I'm part of all this.

There's another outlaw. Boys.

Hey, Roy.

Hank's caught
himself a prisoner.

Come on, let's
give him a bad time.

Watkins, you're about
to spill your coffee.

Attaboy, Hank.

You finally got yourself
a prisoner, huh?

Got yourself a
live one, eh, Hank?

This is business. The
lieutenant here is from Indiana.

Will you excuse me?

Mr. Watkins, that's the kitchen.

I'm just looking for a phone.

There's one here in
the office you can use.

Thank you.

Now, lieutenant, you go in there

and ask for Laura McElvey

and uh, if the marshal
isn't in there with her,

she'll know where he's at.

All right, thanks.

Wait, wait, mister, now.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Now, those city clothes
sure make you look

like a real outlaw, right?

Right.

How do we know for sure
you're a real policeman?

Hey! Mm-hm.

I thought you might
need the directory.

Got me another one! Hey, Laura!

Laura, this policeman's
looking for your boyfriend.

Uh, Miss McElvey,
I'm Lieutenant Gerard.

The deputy told me I
might find the marshal here.

I'm sorry, Lieutenant Gerard,

I haven't seen him
since this morning.

May I get you some coffee?

The way Charley tells it,
she sees him every morning.

Why not? He's gonna
marry her, isn't he?

Sure he is.

At least that's what folks
been saying for years now.

Gotta be a fact.

I'm sorry. Thank you.

Lieutenant, if the
marshal wasn't in his office,

I'm sure he'll be
checking in soon.

Why don't you wait there?
- Right.

I got a present
for you, lieutenant.

You are now my prisoner.

What is this nonsense?

It's no nonsense.
You're my prisoner.

There's nothing
in the rules says

a policeman can't be a renegade.

Roy, leave him alone.

Oh, come on, Laura, I
need all the points I can get.

I said leave him alone.

He'll just walk out there and
somebody else'll grab him.

That's right. Lieutenant
Gerard, wear this,

so the boys won't bother you.

Hey, why don't you wear Wally's?

I think it'd fit you a whole
lot better, lieutenant.

Thank you. Yes.

Laura, if you could catch a man
that easy, would you let him go?

Oh, Roy, shut up.
Please, shut up.

Well, he sure looks
familiar, lieutenant,

I've seen him someplace.

Yeah? Where? Where
have you seen him?

Well, now... I don't
know. Newspaper.

Pictures maybe, or mug sh*ts.

I... I can't say, but
I... May I keep this?

Yeah, sure.

Take another one
for your deputy.

Thanks.

Yes, this Kimble
is a desperate man.

Clever, resourceful.

Courageous even.

He sure must mean
a lot to you, lieutenant.

I mean, coming all the way
from Indiana just for him.

Well, the man's
my responsibility.

It's my job to find him.

I'm sure you'd do the same.

Well, I don't get too
much fun out of traveling.

I'm not sure fun has
much to do with it, marshal.

A police officer has
an obligation to the law.

Ahem. Well, the
way I look at it,

most of the people who make
the laws aren't exactly perfect,

you know, so I figure that
the laws can't be too perfect.

Maybe every once in a while
they deserves to get broken.

Care for a belt?

It's pretty good booze.

No, thanks.

Anyway, I'd, uh... I'd
sooner let the courts

make those judgments for me.

What do they know about booze?

I was talking about your
evaluations of the law.

I find them questionable
to say the least.

Well, I guess that depends
on your outlook, lieutenant.

Let me tell you something.

A few years ago I
came back from Korea.

I was a... I was a big hero.

I had a lot of medals and a
hunk of shrapnel in my leg.

But I had no job, no
money. I had nothing.

Well, the good people in this
town made me their marshal.

I mean, it don't
pay much but it's...

Well, it's steady.

I'm grateful to these
people, lieutenant, I really am.

So when one of them
gets himself in trouble,

well, I consider him
first and the law later.

And how would you consider
a man like Richard Kimble?

Well, I can't say.

I guess I'd have to
get to know him first.

Well, if you happen to
stumble across any leads,

you can reach me
through the state police.

Sure thing, lieutenant.

Sorry you can't stay
around for the round-up,

but I guess a lawman like you,

you must cover a
lot of territory, huh?

Well, I might just, uh,
stay in town for a while,

if you wouldn't mind.

Well, if you get hungry, the
Saddle Horn Café down here

has a chicken-fried
steak for a $1.10.

Hey, wait a minute.

You sure don't
want to forget that.

Thank you.

Mm. Man, Laura.

You make a mean pie.

If you weren't spoken
for, I'd marry you right now.

Careful, Roy, Charley
just might let you do that.

Hey, uh,

they never quit, do they?

No.

Sometimes I feel just

like taking a train out
of here to anyplace.

Why don't you?

Because anyplace
is a pretty cold place.

Besides, I have a fiancé.

I'm waiting to get married.

Hey, watch that
tummy there, boy.

Hey, Ben.

Sharon.

Hey, marshal,

there's a policeman from
Indiana looking for you.

Oh? I'm not hard to find.

Hey, how's my best girl?

Charley, I'd like to speak
to you for a minute...

Later, sweetheart. Sure.

Well, who put the
bur under her tail?

They've been giving her a hard
time about your engagement.

Oh, they, uh... They're always
kidding around about something.

Say, uh, how'd you make
out on your phone call?

Not so good.

I don't show up,
I don't have a job.

Well, come on, I'll
call them myself.

Come on, there's a phone
right here in the office.

I sure wouldn't want one of
our guests to get in trouble.

Where'd you say
you were working?

Uh, Acorn Falls.

The new sawmill.

You know, I could have sworn

that sawmill was shut
down for the weekend.

Yeah, well, it is,

but they gave me a little,
you know, extra employment.

Well, why don't
we give them a call.

Well, that's not necessary. I...

Whatever you say.

I just want you to know I'm here
to help the prisoners all I can,

Mister, uh... Mister...?

Watkins.

Oh, yeah, Mr. Watkins.

Mr. Watkins.

You spell that
with one L or two?

You know, I bet I got you
mixed up with somebody else.

You see, there used to be a
doctor around town for a while.

He sure looked a lot like you.

What was his name?

Um, let me see. Uh...

Richard something. Uh... Kimble.

That was it. Dr. Richard Kimble.

He was the spitting
image of you.

I got a picture of him here.

You know something,

I could almost swear that
you and him were twins.

You got a twin, Mr. Watkins?

Of course, this
picture don't flatter

neither one of you too much.

I'll have some new ones made.

Well, I don't think you have to.

This Lieutenant Gerard
seems to have plenty of them.

You know, I get the feeling
that you're a big man in his life.

How come?

I mean, you're not the
only m*rder*r running loose.

How come, uh, he
wants you so bad?

He's dedicated.

He didn't follow you across
four states out of dedication.

You figure it out.

No, I want to hear
how you figure it.

I don't know.

What difference does it make?

Well, it could make
a lot of difference.

I mean,

just how big is the
reward, Kimble?

What reward?

Don't give me that.

I'd be willing to bet my badge
there's a price on your head.

Did he tell you that?

Are you kidding?
I know his type.

He's not about to split
the take with anybody.

You know, he's the kind
of cop I can't stand, Kimble.

Spouting all that
righteous poetry about the...

The law and the obligations
of the police officer,

and all the time he's
planning to cash a man's life in

like an empty pop bottle.

Well, maybe he
thinks he's entitled.

It's like you and
your pension fund.

He makes a lot more
dough than I do, Kimble.

Why should he cash in at all?

On your feet.

Come on.

Sorry to do this to you, Kimble.

I can't afford to
let a good thing go.

Hey, Laura, come in
here a minute, will you?

This is a wonderful
girl, Kimble.

She'd walk through fire
and brimstone for me.

Charley, what is it?

His real name is Kimble, honey.

He's wanted for m*rder.

For m*rder? Mm-hm.

He had me fooled
for a while too.

Don't fret about it.

His reward's gonna
pay for our wedding.

We just got a couple of
things to do before we collect,

that's all.

Have a happy
wedding, Miss McElvey.

Pay no attention to him,
honey. He's a sore loser.

Charley, do you
have to turn him in?

He seems so decent. Decent?

Honey, this man is an
out-and-out wife-k*ller.

Look. Look at that.

The only problem is I can't
leave him in that cafeteria.

Somebody's liable to
walk in and recognize him

and start asking questions.

And I can't lock
him up in a cell,

not until this
Gerard's out of town.

Charley, what are
you talking about?

Gerard could walk into
my office, see Kimble

and demand half
our wedding money.

Uh-uh. I gotta be
sure he's gone before...

Charley,

starting our marriage out
on that kind of money...

That kind of money, Laura,
can buy us a fancy wedding

and a fancier honeymoon.

If the reward's big enough,

we may even be able to
move away from this town.

That's what you want, isn't it?

Suppose... Suppose
there wasn't a reward?

Would you still turn him in?

Honey, it's my job.

I got an obligation to
the law, you know that.

I just wanna do it my way,

but I gotta get
rid of Gerard first.

And I need your help, Laura.

Why? I mean, why me?

Because I can't
be seen with him.

You're the only one I can trust.

There's no reason to
cut Hank in on this thing.

It's wrong.

Haven't you been
listening to me?

This is for us. This is it.

That day we always talked about.

Yes, we've talked it to death.

Don't I know that, Laura?

But this is different, honey.

This time we got it all.

Oh, come here.

Okay, now.

What are you so worried about?

Chicken-fried steak and coffee.

Thank you.

Hi, lieutenant. Did you
find the marshal yet?

Yeah, about 20 minutes ago.

Any other police officer

would have his whole
force alerted by now.

What for?

You mean he didn't tell you?

There's a manhunt in
progress for Richard Kimble.

Your marshal ought
to put you to work on it.

What'd you say his name was?

Richard Kimble.
Wanted for m*rder.

May be in this area.

Well, he's right
here in this town.

I've seen him.

You've seen him?

Yeah, the Vigilantes got him
over at the school cafeteria.

Does Marshal Judd
know about this?

Yeah, he knows it. He's
the one that sent him there.

Must have slipped his mind.

You know, Mr. Kimble,

I figured you were in
some kind of trouble,

but a m*rder*r...

Would you believe
me if I said I wasn't?

I...

I don't know.

I'd like to believe you.

Why'd you come back here?

Well, you see, Mr. Kimble,

Charley wanted
me to hide you away

in more comfortable quarters.

Well, you tell Charley I'm
very comfortable right here.

No, I mean, he wanted
to keep you a secret

until Lieutenant
Gerard was out of town.

Well, he really must
want that reward.

Yes, he does. A lot
more than he should.

Mr. Kimble, what I'm going to do

I'm doing only for myself.

You've heard them making
jokes about Charley and me.

I know what Charley's like.

I'm getting a little too
old to be coy about it

and if Charley gets his
hands on that reward money,

it's gonna be the last
I'll ever see of him.

That'd really give them
something to laugh about,

wouldn't it?

I can't let that happen.

I don't think I could take
any more of their bad jokes.

I'm gonna let you go.

You're not afraid?

Charley gave me
a... A g*n to use.

I don't plan to use it.

I'm trusting you, Mr. Kimble.

You're gonna have
to trust me a little.

I'm gonna hide you
someplace until it gets dark.

I... I think you
better wear that hat.

And you better take
off your vigilante sticker.

We're gonna go
out the back door.

Wait here.

I'll bring my car
around and pick you up.

I'm grateful for
what you've done,

but this makes you an accessory.

Please, don't be grateful.

I told you before I'm
not doing it for you.

Hey, lieutenant, you
come back to surrender?

Where's Richard Kimble? Who?

He means Watkins.

He's in the office
making a phone call.

Hey... Hey, what's going on?

These your
marshal's, these cuffs?

Yeah, it looks like them.

Yeah, that's what I
called about, sarge.

Yeah. Listen, I was
just talking to a guy,

he says he spotted
Kimble over in Acorn Falls

near the new sawmill.

That's right.

Hey, that, uh...

That Lieutenant Gerard has
a radio in his car, doesn't he?

Well, if I were you, I'd let him
know about this right away.

He's gonna want
to be in Acorn Falls

when you grab this guy.

Say, sarge, by the
way, what's, uh...?

What's the, uh, reward on
this guy's capture, you know?

Well, why don't you
find out for me, okay?

We may make a few
bucks on this thing.

Right.

Calling car 7-4.

Car 7-4, come in, please.

Seven-four here.

We just got a
report, lieutenant.

Kimble's been spotted
over in Acorn Falls.

Acorn Falls? How far
is that from Drover City?

About 12 miles.

Where'd the report come from?

Drover City. The marshal
called in and reported it.

The marshal is a liar, sergeant.

Kimble's still in Drover City.

Mr. Kimble. In
here. Till it's dark.

It's clear. Come on.

In the cell over
there, Mr. Kimble.

No.

Don't test me, please.

Miss McElvey.

A wedding drink, huh?

Would you tell me something?

Why the deception?

Why didn't you just, uh, keep
that g*n on me all the time?

Oh.

Well, Charley thought
it would be safer

if you thought I
was on your side.

Charley is a great gambler.

What do you mean?

Well, he did gamble.

His reward against your life.

Mr. Kimble...

If it's any consolation to you,

Charley's not gonna grab
the reward and disappear.

What are you talking about?

There's no reward.

Of course there's a reward.

That's why Charley
went through all this.

What about you?

Because Charley wanted me to.

And Charley's what I want.

You sell yourself short.
You deserve more.

Mr. Kimble.

Do you think
you're in a position

to pass judgment on him?

Not on him. On you.

Charley?

I'm looking for him
too, Miss. Where is he?

Well, I... I don't know,
Lieutenant Gerard,

I... I thought he was with you.

He might be on the, uh, carnival
midway making his rounds.

Miss McElvey,

since the first moment
I arrived in this town

I've been sent on one
fool's errand after another.

I'm getting a
little tired of it.

I'm sorry, Lieutenant Gerard.

Could I help? I mean,

could I take any messages,

in case he calls?

Yes.

You can warn the marshal

that I intend to file
charges against him.

What charges?

Impeding justice,

dispensing false information
to fellow police officers.

Lieutenant Gerard,

I'm sure Charley wouldn't
do anything like that.

There must have
been some mistake.

The only mistake, Miss McElvey,

was giving him that
badge in the first place.

I can promise you he
won't have it much longer.

Miss McElvey.

I heard what Gerard said.

He hasn't got much of a case.

He seems to think he has.

No witnesses.

What about Hank,
Charley's deputy?

Well, he's never seen
me in custody. No one has.

Charley made sure of that.

And you're not going to testify.

Well, of course not,

but they can make me testify.

Not if you're married.

Oh, I hadn't thought of that.

No worries.

You're the only witness
who can help Gerard

and you're not available.

What about you?

No, Charley will say that I...

I was there, he was holding
me in custody for Gerard,

something like that.

N-no, I mean...

I mean, they can
make you testify.

Hm.

You're right.

I...

I wish to heaven you'd
never come to this town.

I am sorry I complicated
things for you.

Hey, lieutenant, I've been
looking all over for you.

Say, I got a report they spotted
Kimble over in Acorn Falls.

You're a liar, Judd.

You knew he was in the cafeteria
when I showed you his picture.

Now, where'd you get
a crazy idea like that?

From your deputy.

And the handcuffs you
left in the cafeteria office.

If you're trying to
protect Kimble...

Look, just, uh,
calm down, will you?

I mean, uh, come
on over here a minute.

I got Kimble safe and sound.

He's all yours.

But the reward's all
mine. Fair enough?

What reward?

Don't give me that, lieutenant.

Now I'm willing to
be fair about this.

You want Kimble?
You can have him.

You want the
publicity? It's all yours.

All I want's the
price on his head.

Keep it up, Judd.

You're making my
job a whole lot easier.

What kind of talk is that?

I've already got more charges
against you than you can spell.

Lies, false
information, conspiracy.

Okay, just take
it easy, will you?

We'll split the reward
right down the middle.

Remember, it's me
that's got Kimble.

You never give up, do you?

Well, you better have
Kimble in custody, Judd,

because you maybe
can lie your way out

of some of these charges,

but aiding and abetting
a convicted m*rder*r,

I could really make that stick.

Hello, marshal's office.

State police, yes.

No, the marshal
isn't in right now.

May I take a message?

There's no what?

Are you...? Are
you sure about that?

I mean, the marshal
was so positive there w...

Yes.

Yes, thank you,
I'll... I'll tell him.

Mr. Kimble.

I'm letting you go.

Well, what gamble are
we going to play now?

No games. I'm turning you loose.

No reward.

That isn't the reason

and I think you know it.

You're protecting the marshal.

Yes, yes, I'm
protecting the marshal.

Mr. Kimble I know
he cheats and he lies

and he makes a fool out of me

but Charley Judd is all I've got

and I can't let you destroy him.

Now go on.

Mr. Kimble, in the
back seat of my car.

Hey, marshal!

Hey, baby!

Laura, honey,
this lieutenant's got

some hard-nosed ideas about me.

I figure a look at Kimble
might soften him up.

He's right in here, lieutenant.

I hope so.

N your feet, Kimble. We...

Is this another one of
your jokes, marshal?

I swear to you,
lieutenant, Kimble was...

Honey, I...

Honey, listen,
Mr. Kimble was here...

Where is he, Laura? Where?

Charley, I had to let him go,

I... You had to let him go?

What are you talking about,
"you had to let him go"?

That don't make sense, Laura.

You know what he's
doing in there right now?

He's gonna get my
badge taken away from me.

He's gonna send me to jail.

That's why I let
Kimble go, Charley.

I did it for you.

What...? What do you
mean you did it for me?

You are a used-up old maid
who couldn't do nothing for nobody.

Now, start talking sense.

Charley, I did it for you,
don't you understand?

Don't you understand?

Gerard doesn't have
a case without Kimble.

He doesn't have any witnesses.

Charley, I did it for you.

The highway patrol's on the way.

Meanwhile, consider
yourself under arrest.

Hold on, lieutenant,

I want to hear the charges.

Well, we can start
with aiding and abetting

and work our way down
to just plain bad cop.

You can't prove that.
You see, without Kimble,

you got no witnesses.

Will you testify, Miss McElvey?

Of course, she's not
gonna testify against me.

Tell him, honey.

Laura?

Look, Laura, I know I deserve
it after what I just did in there,

but I was scared,
honey. That's all.

I guess it don't mean much,
me saying I'm sorry again,

but... But I am sorry, Laura.

Don't, Charley.

You're right.

You're right, a slob like me
didn't deserve no forgiveness.

Not after hurting
you like I just did.

But all I can say is I
do love you, Laura.

Charley.

You see, lieutenant,
you got no witnesses.

You're wrong, Charley.

I'm gonna be an old maid,

but they make
excellent witnesses.

I'll testify, Lieutenant Gerard.

Laura, wait a minute. Wait.

Judd.

Let her go.

I said let her go.

Laura!

Laura!

Well, it looks
like your cowboy's

hit the end of the trail.

Those Drover City
saloons are gonna miss him.

Well, if it's any consolation,

he's the third one through
here in the last hour.

I suppose they're
entitled once a year.

Okay, take him home.

Thank you.

I never thought I'd be filling
a receipt for you, Charley.

Like you was a bag of
groceries or something.

Save it, Hank.

That ought to do it.

Take it easy, huh?

Hey, Charley, uh,

is there anything I can
say to Laura for you?

Yeah, tell her to...

Oh, forget it.

If I said what I was thinking,

he'd just find another
law to slap me with.

So you're in charge here now.

Yeah,

till next month when
the town council meets.

Marshal's pension fund.

Well, your first official acts

might be to toss this into
the nearest incinerator.

Yeah, that might be a good idea.

I'm driving out
to the roadblock.

If you get any word on Kimble,
you can relay it to me by radio.

I'll do that.

Thank you.

I think you better
keep it, Mr. Kimble.

You might need it again.

I appreciate...
Please, don't thank me.

Just hope that
they don't find out

I helped a convicted
m*rder*r escape.

I'm not a m*rder*r.

I hope you'll be able
to prove that soon.

Mr. Kimble, I guess maybe
we both just escaped.

Goodbye.

Some men break the law.

Others are broken by it.

But Richard Kimble
continues his endless quest

pursued by the law he respects.

A fugitive from the
justice he seeks.