01x02 - The Witch

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( horn blaring )

NARRATOR:
Name: Richard Kimble.

Profession:
doctor of medicine.

Destination:

death row, state prison.

Richard Kimble has been tried
and convicted

for the m*rder of his wife.

But laws are made by men,
carried out by men.

And men are imperfect.

Richard Kimble is innocent.

Proved guilty, what
Richard Kimble could not prove

was that moments before
discovering his wife's body,

he encountered a man running
from the vicinity of his home.

A man with one arm.

A man who has not yet
been found.

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 blaring )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( croaking )

( suspenseful theme swells )

ANNOUNCER:

( dramatic theme playing )

A QM production.

Starring David Janssen
as The Fugitive.

With guest stars
Patricia Crowley,

Madeleine Sherwood,

Arch Johnson,

Gina Gillespie.

ANNOUNCER:

( mellow theme playing )

Papa? Don't you need me
to help you today?

Jenny, honey?
First bell's ringin'.

Jenny, love,
you hurry now,

'cause Mama don't want no more
of them nasty notes from teacher

about her baby bein' late.

Papa, please.

Do I have to go?

Straight to school, now.
And straight home afterwards.

And don't you go near
them woods at all.

Stay away from that pond,
hear?

Papa, please.

I never
did my homework.

You'll be late, Jenny.

Papa,

don't you need me?

Get. Get along.

WOMAN:
Hey, Jenny.
You walk, now, don't you run.

You run, you gonna
make yourself sick.

Jenny,
wave bye-bye to Mama.

Now, months
after his escape,

take Richard Kimble,
unjustly convicted of m*rder.

Put him down on the
Missouri Hills, a handyman,

driving a truck for a local
fuel and feed company.

Once again, he has changed
his identity:

He has become Jim Fowler,

a stranger in town.

( ominous theme playing )

Hello?

Hello?

Oh, Naiad.

Oh, Naiad, Naiad...

( speaking Latin )

( somber theme playing )

Oh, Naiad,
it's the worst day ever.

I never did my homework,
and look, I tore my dress.

Oh, you've just got
to help me.

'Cause I don't know what
Miss Norton will do to me now.

Oh, please, send me
something to say.

Make something happen.

Oh, please. I'll do anything
you say,

only, please...
( footsteps approaching )

( dramatic theme playing )

Hi.

Are you all right?

I thought you might
have hurt yourself.

I found these in the road.

They're not mine.

Whose are they?

A little girl
left them there.

Well, do you think you could
take them to her?

I don't know her.

I see, um...

Her name is Jenny Ammory.

Well, maybe she'll come back
for them.

Or maybe, if you're going on
to school,

you could take them
to the teacher.

I'm sure Miss Norton'd
know who Jenny was.

Mister?

Mister.

Jenny's supposed to never ever
come near this pond,

and that's why she went
on ahead to school,

so nobody'd ever tell on her.

Nobody. Ever.

Well, I didn't, see her,
of course...

but, uh, I'd say she did
the right thing

in going on to school.

( dramatic theme playing )

Oh, Naiad, thank you.

He's just what I needed.
Oh, thank you for sending him.

Thank you.

( spooky theme playing )

( children shouting
indistinctly )

BOY :
Hey, come on!

BOY :
Get over here!

Come on, Jimmy!

Come on!
Go on!

Come on!
Yeah!

Come on!
Look at me go!

BOY :
Get that ball,
come on!

Come on, get it!
Come on, get it!

Miss Norton?

Jenny.

Well, you can take
your recess now.

You need the change
and the exercise.

Gonna send another
note home to my ma?

Jenny, does
your mother know

that you're almost always
late for school,

and that your homework
is seldom done?

Well, you can tell her
if you want.

'Cause this time,
it wasn't my fault.

I told you,
something awful happened.

Well, I know, dear.
You always have an excuse.

This time let's just
keep it between us.

Maybe we'll get
to be friends, huh?

Now, you run along. We'll
talk about it after school.

Miss Norton, I had to come
through the woods this morning.

A man got after me.

Got after you?

Yes, ma'am.
He was blockin' the whole road.

A perfect stranger.

Jenny, you have a wonderful
imagination and I'm glad,

but sometimes
you carry it too far.

You know, there's a great deal
of difference

between pretending and fibbing.

I'm not fibbing!

There was a man.

I was late 'cause I came
through the woods.

I had to come all the way around

so's he couldn't get me
by that pond.

And he tore my dress.

He got me so scared
that I lost my homework paper.

And I ran and ran.
Oh, I really did my homework,

but I lost it.

Jenny, how did you tear
your dress?

There.
I told you.

I tore it when I was running
to get away.

Jenny...

Jenny, remember the time
you saw the wild Indians...

...and the, uh--?
The monster?

I know, but this is real.

Well, you said that
about the monster too.

I don't care.
This is different.

Yes, Jenny.
This story is different.

Because it could mean something
to grownups that's...

Something that's very dangerous.

To him or to me?

To him.

If-- If there is a man
like this,

there could be a great deal
of very bad trouble about it.

But you don't believe there is.

The important thing is I want
you to be sure about it.

Now, look, don't say
anything more about this

to anyone else just now.

You think it over carefully,

and then tell me the story
again at lunchtime.

But it'll still be the same
and you still won't believe me,

because you don't want to.

Even if I prove it.

It's hard to make you understand
that what I don't want

is for you to be hurt,

either by a lie or the truth.

I won't be, Miss Norton.

'Cause there's someone who
protects me all the time.

Someone who knows
I'm not a liar.

Wait and see.

( spooky theme playing )

( mellow theme playing )

Hey.

That ain't Ty Tyson
at all.

That's that fellow
he hired last week.

How do you do?

Howdy.

Uh, Mr. Tyson sent me over
to get a cord of wood.

Ain't you that feller,
uh, Fowler?

That's right.
Jim Fowler.

I've heard
about you.

I'm, uh,
Mrs. Ammory.

How do you do?
Yonder's my man, H.R.

How do you do?

Ah, my daughter Jenny's
gone to school.

I-I guess you probably
passed her on the road, huh?

On the...?
Uh, well-- Well, I, uh...

Unless she's gone snuck off
into them woods again

like I told her not to,
to play.

Yeah, I guess I came along
too late and I didn't see her.

Ah.
Firewood's ready.

Oh, I hope she gets there
on time today.

You know, that teacher
we got now, Miss Norton,

picks on
some of 'em.

Mostly the girls.

She likes the boys
just fine. Heh!

Well, we're the Ammorys
and, uh, you're Jim, huh?

That's right.
We'll do the loadin', mister.

You know,
come to think of it,

her bein' the town librarian
too,

you probably know Miss Norton,
don't you?

Yes, ma'am. We've met.

Enjoy our library, do you?

Yeah, the books are nice.

They say you've read quite a bit
since you come to Hainesville.

Well, it's a nice little town
to read in.

Maybe I should've asked you

before I talked about her
like that.

I hope I didn't step
on no tender toes there, Jim.

No, ma'am.
I've been to the library twice.

Uh, but not tenderly.

Sure I can't give you
a hand with this wood?

No siree, Bob.

Ty Tyson'll wanna cut the price

if we let his hired hand
help us load up.

We need that $ .

Every penny of it.
Stand back, mister.

Miss Norton ever mention to you
why she ain't been married?

A woman her age?

Uh, no, ma'am.
We just passed the time of day.

Menfolk around here
like her right enough.

Ain't that true, H.R.?

Women carry on about her
somethin' fierce.

That's true.

'Course, havin' a baby
and runnin' a house,

them things age a woman some.

But, you know, there she is,
really older than me.

Leastways not no younger.

Ain't never taken a husband.

Some do, some don't,
that's all.

'Course you ain't married
neither, are you, Jim?

Uh, no, ma'am.

Say, I know why
you ain't seen Jenny.

It's 'cause she run
all the way to school.

That's what she did,
I told her to walk and she run.

She run, she run, she run
so she wouldn't be tardy.

See there, that's
that teacher again.

She got that child plumb scared,
poor little thing.

( upbeat harmonica
theme playing )

Hey,
Brains.

Hey, Brains.

Better hop to it,
the boss is calling for you.

Let's see, now, I--
I gave you $ , didn't I?

Yup,
ten-five.

Got a $ bill
in your pocket?

Got Mr. Ammory's firewood
out of the truck?

It's, uh, unloaded,
stacked over there.

Oh, he's a real wizard,
ain't he?

Oh, yeah, very polite
with the ladies too.

( laughs )

Here you go, H.R.

Twenty dollars,
paid in cash, right?

Oh, don't forget to put it
on your income tax.

( chuckles )

Tell your missus I said hello,
will you?

( engine starts )

Here you are, two, three, four,
and I sure do thank you, Brains.

I gave you five.

Oh, that just makes us even.

Cost me a dollar 'cause you had
them Ammorys load that wood

without you helpin' 'em.

I could've charged them
an hour of your time.

What's that?
That's a dime.

You pay me
a dollar-ten an hour.

( laughs )

Hey, I like you,
Brains. I really do.

You hear that,
Sailor?

( chuckling )

Ha, ha, ha--
No, Ty. What was it, huh?

Oh, man, that's rich.

Yeah, you're all right, Brains.
You know what I'm gonna do?

I'm gonna let you load about
a ton of coal on this truck.

That's very nice of you, Ty,
but I'm trying to eat my lunch.

Well, you can eat later today.

Board of Elders ordered this
coal

and paid for it in advance.

Come on,
I'll help you.

( mellow theme playing )

Can't this wait half an hour?
No, it can't.

Our little schoolteacher wants
it up there by noon recess.

To the school, huh?

Oh, that's different,
ain't it?

I guess it is.

Never keep
a lady waiting.

Especially Emily Norton, right?

She's a lady.

What you been doin'
to find that out?

I thought I was
quietly observing.

She's intelligent.

Alert.

Probably too much
of a lady

to take up with any stranger
in town, right?

She hasn't taken up with me,

if that's what
you're worried about.

I didn't say I was worried
about it, did I, Brains?

Heh. No, fact is...

I'm kinda
takin' it easy with her,

and I don't like
nobody rushin' me.

I don't think she knows
she's spoken for, Ty.

She will,
when the time comes.

( grunts )

'Course, I can't talk
as pretty as you.

Want me to tell her for you?

Heh, you wanna
take the chance?

Heh.

'Course, you could just stay
away from her entirely.

I think I'd
like that better.

( chuckles )

( peaceful theme playing )

( children shouting
indistinctly )

( dramatic theme playing )

He's here.

He's here. I told you
he was after me.

Now he's here.

Jenny.

There. There.

Now do you believe me?

Jenny, that's simply the man
delivering the coal

I ordered
for the furnace.

Mr. Fowler.

Don't tell him
where I am.

Don't tell him
what I said.

He'll lie to you.

Jenny, you stay right here
while I go speak to him.

Now, I've met him.
He seems like a very nice man.

No!
Don't tell him!

I have to show him
where to put the coal.

If you tell on me,
Miss Norton,

a terrible thing
will happen.

( sighs )

( door opens )

( door closes )

Mr. Fowler.

Hello.

Uh, hello, Miss Norton.
Uh...

Mr. Fowler, do you know
one of my girls, Jenny Ammory?

Well, I know
who she is.

Do you know
where she lives?

I was at the, uh, Ammory farm.
I picked up some firewood.

Oh? When was that?

This morning.

What time? Before school?

Yes.

Was Jenny there?

Uh, no, uh, not at the farm.

Well, did you see her?

I bet you don't give out
many A's, Miss Norton.

Bang, bang! Pow!
Bang!

Marvin.
MARVIN: Bang!

Marvin, please.

You're not permitted
to play around the barn.

Now, run along outside.

Okay.
Sorry, teacher.

Come on,
let's go.

I'm sorry.

I have quite a bit of trouble
with Jenny Ammory.

She has a--
A fantastic imagination.

She told me a story

about something that happened
this morning.

Something that involves you
in a rather unpleasant way.

About a man.

Chasing her through the woods.

I think
I'm ahead of you.

I'll tell you
a secret.

It was me, but I--
( knocking )

( dramatic theme playing )

NORTON:
Jenny! Shame on you, Jenny.

You tell me stories,
you-- You disobey me,

and now you eavesdrop on me.

Well, little girl,
you are in trouble now.

This is very,
very serious!

( dramatic theme swells )

Mama, Mama!

( bawling ):
Mama, Mama!

What is it?
Oh, Mama.

Oh, there, there, there.
Mama.

Baby, what's the matter?
Mama.

Oh, there. What are you doing
home at this hour, sweetheart?

Mama...
Hmmm?

Something awful
happened.

She send you home
for misbehavin'?

It wasn't me, Mama.

Her and this man.

Who? What man?

The man who works for Mr. Tyson.

He came to school
in the truck.

He did? You mean Jim?
That-- That-- That Jim Fowler?

Yes, Mama. And I saw him and
Miss Norton go into the barn.

You what?

Come on, baby. Come on inside
with Mama, now.

You tell me
all about it.

Come on now, baby.
Come on.

Oh, Mama,
I'm tellin' the truth, honest.

She saw me.
I tried not to let her see me.

Then she got real mad.
And she scared me.

And then I ran so hard I even
tore my dress.
Oh, baby...

Oh, I just had
to come home.

She's got it in for me now.

All right. There, there, there.
I just had to come home.

Sh-shh. You did just right,
sweetheart. You did just right.

There, you settle down now.
You're safe with Mama.

You did just right,
sweetie.

Poor little girl. Bein' made
to look at somethin' like that.

Them shameless,
no-good--

Give me --
, please.

You tell Mama
just what you seen.

Mama, I just can't.

Of course you can't, baby.
Come on, never mind.

Mama knows.

H-hello, Mrs. Sturgis?

This is Mrs. Ammory.

Yeah, well, I thought I should
call you first, Mrs. Sturgis,

because, uh, Mr. Sturgis
bein' chairman of the Elders...

Well, you see, my--
My little girl

come home from school
just now...

and, uh, well,
it's happened.

Mm-hm, just like I always
knowed it would.

( eerie theme playing )

Oh, Naiad, Naiad...

( speaks Latin )

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Three times today you saved me.

Three times.

Most of all, Mr. Fowler.

Oh, thank you for him.

I know why you sent him now.

He's how you want me
to fix her good.

I will, oh, I promise.

He's how I'll fix Miss Norton
really good.

Forever.

( mellow theme playing )

Deke, gonna be some fat canaries
in this town,

amount of birdseed them women's
been buying lately.

Ty get back from Basin City yet?

No, but he will be soon.

Maybe, uh, suppertime.

Reckon he found out about him
and her in the schoolhouse barn?

No, but he will as soon
as he gets back.

Wait'll he hears about that
meeting they're having tonight.

He'll know then.

And, man, look out.
There's gonna be fireworks.

( chuckles )

Jenny, you, uh,
surprised me.

There were people out front
so I snuck in back

so nobody'd know
I was here.

Oh. Well, what can I do
for you?

I need you
to help me.

All right.

My teacher...

she's awful mad at me.

Oh, I don't think Miss Norton's
really mad at you, Jenny.

Well, anyhow,

you go to the library,
don't you?

Yeah, sometimes.

Well, could you take
something back for me?

You could say you just found it
someplace and brought it back.

( whispers ):
Then maybe she'd like me better.

'Cause it's been gone
a long, long time.

It's a book.

Well, yeah, I could
take it back, Jenny,

but wouldn't it be better
if you took it back?

Then she'd know I stole--

I mean, then she'd think
I stole it.

Well, all right, Jenny.

Can you take it this afternoon?

Well, I can take it right now.

I'm just closing up.

I have to hurry.

( spooky theme playing )

It's the regular Thursday
meeting of the board,

but we plan a little
special discussion.

That's why my husband
sent the note.

'Course, if you've got
something else to do,

you don't have to come.

( door opens )
No, no, I'll--

I'll be there.

We'll look forward
to it then.

Ladies.

I brought you a book.
( inhales sharply )

( eerie theme playing )

There's nothing as badly timed
as a badly timed entrance.

Well, I guess my time
has run out here, Mr. Fowler.

Well,
you saw the ladies.

Mrs. William Sturgis,
no less.

Oh, her husband is chairman
of the Board of Elders.

Y-you know of course, that they
meet every Thursday evening,

and they-- They want me
to be there this evening.

What for?

Oh, just a friendly,
cordial, impossible chat

about my being whatever
they think I am.

Well, what do they think
you are?

This is the fourth town
I've tried, Mr. Fowler.

Well, they always have a name
for me:

"Worldly." "Sophisticated."
"City girl."

And there's always a man
like Mr. Tyson.

Oh, Mr. Tyson.

Mr. Tyson has ideas, you know.

Probably some
of the married ones too.

You might as well
face the facts.

You're an attractive woman.

Attractive enough to raise
the temperatures

of most of the healthy males
in this town,

so you've got to expect
the women's eyebrows to go up.

I don't care
about the eyebrows.

It's the -day notice
that I resent.

And then having to look
for another town.

Why don't you fight back?

I came here to teach
the children,

not to fight their parents.

And I'm a good teacher,
Mr. Fowler.

I believe that.

They need a good teacher
here in Hainesville.

Maybe, uh...

Maybe you just have to learn
how to fit into a small town.

I was born in a small town
just like this one.

I left it. I traveled.

I went to school.

I was looking
for something...noble.

And then I met this man.

Oh, I'm-- I'm sure you've heard
the rest of that before.

Nothing serious.

J-just heartbreaking.

You know what my friends
used to--?

Used to tell me in New York?

They used to say, "Emily,

"you can take the girl
out of the small town,

"but you can't take
the small town out--

Out of the girl."

Oh, I didn't belong in New York.

I could never
find myself there.

But I don't belong here either,
that's for sure.

Miss Norton, stop feeling
sorry for yourself.

We've all got troubles.

So you went to the big city.
Now you're back.

Just don't accept
a -day notice.

Teaching is your job.
Why don't you fight for it?

( somber theme playing )

Hi.
Hi.

Get all your business
taken care of?

Not quite.

You didn't miss anything
around here.

That's right, 'cause it hasn't
happened yet. Has it, boys?

No, not quite.

But you do remember my warning
you not to try to b*at my time

with Emily Norton,
don't you?

I-I didn't think you were afraid
of competition from me.

( all guffaw )

Old Sailor's tickled.
He thinks I'm gonna hit you

right in the mouth.

( laughing )

Wouldn't be so funny,
would it?

I ain't afraid of competition,
Brains.

I just wanna see
if I got some.

( Sailor laughing )

See, I never listen to gossip,
so I let you alone.

But I know you just come
from the library...

...so I say if we're
gonna compete, let's compete.

Ooh-whee! Look at him come.

Oooh!

Ha, you got him, Ty.
You got him.

( men laughing )

MAN:
What's goin' on here?
Come on, break it up.

Let me through.
( men groaning )

How come you're down?
Hold on.

Aw, McNary, ain't you got
no sense of fair play?

Hold it, mac.

There's no hard feelings,
Brains.

But since your little romance
here is over,

you stay away from that
schoolhouse and that teacher.

Even find yourself another job,
'cause you're fired.

Meanwhile, you just stay
off the streets of Hainesville

and outta my sight.

( grunts )

( ominous theme playing )

McNARY:
Yeah, yeah, that's right,
sheriff.

Huh?

Well,
I'll be darned.

I'm much obliged to you.

The sheriff says you was lying
about your references.

That job you said you had up in
Sandville before you come here?

All right. So?

So you ain't done
nothin' wrong here.

I got nothin' against you
so long as you don't

stir up this town any more
than it is right now.

But, Fowler,

there's a bus through here
at : tonight.

Now, I got to face that crowd
down at the church,

and I'd just rather tell 'em

that you was on that bus
and gone.

That way, it'll be better for
you, better for the girl

and about the only way I'll get
this town back to normal.

Wait a minute, uh, what crowd?
What are you talking about?

The meeting of the board.

They got Miss Norton
in there now,

on account of her sneakin' off
into the barn with you

or some such of a thing.

Sneak--?

What are you talking about?

About half the town is down
there now at the church,

talkin' about what Tyson
done to you.

Now, it looks bad enough for her
no matter where you're at,

but the further away you are,
the better.

Believe me, now, come on.

Wait a minute.

McNary, McNary,
they're wrong about her.

Well, then let her
tell 'em that.

They already got the one version
from Mrs. Ammory and Jenny.

Come on.
Jenny Ammory?

Yeah, sure.

Now, are we goin' down
to that station

or you gonna tangle
with the county sheriff?

What's gonna happen
to Miss Norton

if I run out on her?

McNary, I'll be on the bus
at : .

First I'm going over
to that meeting house.

You coming with me?
Yeah.

And then
to the bus station.

We do not want
this sort of thing going on

under the very noses
of our innocent children,

Mr. Chairman,
isn't that right?

( chattering indistinctly )

We've gotta do
something.

Mrs. Ammory.

Please be seated.

Now...

Now, Miss Norton,

you, uh...

You were seen
in the barn, there.

You understand, of course,

these aren't charges
or accusations--

Not accusations?

Well, then what are they?

Trying to drive me out of my job
with rumors?

Well, I-- I-- I won't let you
say it.

They're simply not true.

You callin'
'em lies?

Mr. Chairman, your own wife
saw him come there to visit,

while we was there.

That's right.

In the public library.
In public.

Well, there he is
right now.

( chattering excitedly )

STURGIS:
Please, please, folks.

Take your seats.

Mr. Sturgis, Mr. Fowler here's
got somethin' to say.

Mr. Fowler?

Hi, Jenny.

Sir, um...

Ladies
and gentlemen,

I'm leaving town.

( crowd murmuring )
MAN: About time.

And I'd like to help clear up
this thing before I go.

I'm sure none of you
wanna make a mistake.

I understand there's some
charges against Miss Norton.

Ah, listen to him.
Listen to what he's sayin'.

( gavel bangs )

No, Mr. Fowler.

No charges.

But there is a report
that, uh... Well...

Well, that's what I mean,
I think.

Jenny, uh,
told you

that, uh, we were
in the barn,

Miss Norton and me.
That's right.

Well, I was wondering where
the other witnesses were.

Other witnesses,
Mr. Fowler?

What are you talkin' about?
What other witnesses...?

What's he mean?

You remember,
Jenny?

You don't have to say nothin',
Jenny, love.

Then why'd you bring her here?

Hush.

Now, Jenny,
you, uh...

The little boy.

Don't you think
he ought to be here?

( tense theme playing )

Jenny, remember, he was playing
with another boy.

They were playing
cops and robbers or something.

Miss Norton told them they
weren't permitted

to play in the barn.

Well, maybe you couldn't
see them, Jenny,

because you were hiding
in the barn

and we were over by the truck.

Well...

anyhow,
the truck was...

I mean...

What's the name
of the little boy?

Marvin Sturgis.

Marvin?

My son was there?

Yes, Mr. Sturgis.

Is he coming down here?

Certainly not.

I don't want him
involved in this.

Involved in what,
Mrs. Sturgis?

This. This--
This what?

It was so unimportant
to your son,

he didn't even think
to mention it to you.

Jenny.

Jenny, were you lying?

Mama.

Mama.

You never lied to Mama,
did you, Jenny?

You ask your son and some
of the other children.

There were quite a few around.

Take the trouble to put together
the facts.

You'll come up with the truth.

You did lie to Mama,
didn't you?

You lied to Mama and made her
look the fool.

I'm gonna have to whip you
for this, Jenny.

I'm gonna have
to whip you good.

Get away from me!
Get away!

Oh, Mama.
Oh, Mama.

I-I-- I'm sorry
I lied.

I'm sorry.

I-I was scared of him.
I-I was scared.

( ominous theme playing )

Because what
really happened was,

that man chased me.
What?

That man chased me through
the woods and he tore my dress!

MRS. AMMORY:
Mr. Chairman.

Mr. Chairman. Mr. Chairman.
( indistinct shouting )

( ominous theme playing )

Jenny, um...

let's start at the beginning.

( ominous theme playing )

And if...

one of us
makes a mistake,

the other'll correct it,
all right?

You scared me.

You know you did.

Jenny, I may have scared you,

but that's not the same
as chasing you.

You scared me and then you
chased me into the woods.

And now you're calling me
a liar.

No, I'm not,
Jenny. I...

It's just...

that when people are scared,
they sometimes get mixed up.

I know I do.

And, Jenny, I'm scared now.
I need your help.

Then you shouldn't have
chased me

and made me
tear my dress.

Her dress was tore.
I remember that.

Had to mend it myself.

Jenny, why did I follow you
into the woods?

Wasn't it to do you
a sort of favor?

No, no, no!

What do you mean,
followed her into the woods?

Mrs. Ammory,
I never denied that.

I-I may have
scared her, but--

Oh, not now, you ain't.

I never have.

Oh, yes, you did.

Didn't you come to--?

To pick up
a load of wood this mornin'?

And didn't I ask you
had you seen my Jenny?

You said you didn't.

You told me that
to my face.

You said you had
never seen my Jenny.

There was a reason.

I'll bet
there was.

You stay there, Fowler.
This man's under arrest.

( indistinct shouting )

( action theme playing )

( crashing )

Come on!

Time comes, I'd--
I'd really like to know

what happened
in that barn

to make her tell
a story like that.

Oh, Miss Norton, if I was wrong,
I'll be the first one to say so.

Please, Mrs. Ammory,
w-would you sit down?

I'd like to talk to Jenny,
if I may.

Well, all right.

Go on, Jenny.

Come on, dear.
Sit over here.

Now, Jenny,

I want you
to think very seriously

about what you've seen,
not what you've heard.

A man who--
Who really doesn't know me

and who certainly didn't have
to expose himself to help me...

Jenny, this man
is in terrible danger.

Do you remember I told you
that was a dangerous story?

What story? When?
This morning.

Jenny was late for school
without her homework.

Oh, Jenny.

He... He made me lose
my homework.

Well, you never
told Mama.

Hold on.

Well, why would you tell
the teacher

when you wouldn't tell
your own mama?

Eh, shut up a minute.

Jenny...

didn't you tell me
this morning

you never done
your homework?

( sad theme playing )

Jenny?

Jenny?

Jenny,
you come back here!

( door closes )

All right. Come on,
better get your g*ns, boys.

We'll flush him
outta the woods.

( chattering )

( suspenseful theme playing )

Oh, Naiad, please, please.

Oh, Naiad, please.

Ma and Dad,
they're awful mad at me.

They're awful mad.

Mama's-- She's gonna whip me

on account of me lyin'
about Mr. Fowler.

You have to help me.
You have to.

( water splashing )

Jenny, if you scream,
those men'll k*ll me.

Thank you, Jenny.

Now you're scared too.

I told you that at the church.

Now you're really scared.

Jenny, will you help me?

Jenny, I...

I've never done anything
bad to you, you know that.

You helped Miss Norton.

You can't be my friend
and her friend too.

She hates me.

She doesn't hate you, Jenny.

She's got my ma and pa
on her side.

They all hate me.

You mean you haven't got
any friends?

( ominous theme playing )

My Naiad is my friend.

Well, didn't...?

Didn't she tell you
I wanted to be your friend too?

No!

Well, now...

why not?

Why didn't you tell her--?
Tell her the truth?

You're a very bad friend.
She is not!

But, Jenny, she...

She makes everyone say
that you're a liar,

and she makes you late
for school, and...

And she gets you into trouble.

She does not!

All right, Naiad.

You get Jenny out of this.

You get her out of it right now.

( eerie theme playing )

She can't.

She's only a doll.

You see, Jenny, we have
to help each other.

We're both in trouble.

TYSON:
Fowler.

Get away from that girl.

Hey, everybody!
I found him.

At the mill-pond.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Jenny. Jenny.

Quit talkin' to her.

Get out of the way, child.

( tearfully ):
No, don't. No, don't.

He didn't do anything.

Don't k*ll him,
please.

Step aside, honey.

Now, Jenny.
( sobbing )

Leave him alone!

Leave him alone!

Leave him alone!

He never did anything.
Don't k*ll him, please.

He never chased me.
I lied. I lied.

( sobbing )

I lied.

( crying )

All right, folks, I believe
we can all go home now.

( somber theme playing )

( mellow theme playing )

GIRL : Good morning, teacher.
Good morning.

GIRL : Hi, teacher.
Good morning.

Well, I know Miss Norton
feels alone.

I know she needs
a friend.

Do I have to?

No, you don't have to.

You don't have to take
those books back.

That was your idea.

You see,
you were, uh...

such a good friend to me
last night.

Well, I thought you might
come up with some idea

of how to help her too.

They've been gone
a long, long time.

I'm tired of 'em
anyhow.

Maybe there are some different
ones you'd like to read.

Come on.

( mellow theme swells )

Give you a lift
into town?

Bus station?

Thank you.

Get in.

Next town you decide
to settle down in,

you need some references,
you call on me.

I'll be proud to oblige you.

NARRATOR:
This is Jim Fowler,
about to die.

He will last long enough

to take the bus
out of Hainesville, Missouri,

and then a new identity
must emerge.

A new identity to hide
the path of his flight,

and the path of his search
for the man

whose crime has made
Richard Kimble

The Fugitive.

( dramatic theme playing )