01x20 - Bloodline

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Dr. Richard Kimble.

death row, state prison.

Richard Kimble is innocent.

Proved guilty, what Richard
Kimble could not prove

was that moments before

discovering his m*rder*d
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.

ANNOUNCER:

Starring David Janssen

as the fugitive.

Nancy Malone...

John Considine...

and special guest star:

George Voskovec.

ANNOUNCER:

Come on, boy.
Come on.

Good boy.

No more running
today, huh?

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.

d*ck Lindsey.

handyman
at the Bodin-Russet Kennels.

Bodin-Russet Kennels.

For 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?

Colleen!

Uh, come here, girl.

Colleen!

Colleen!

Colleen!

Here, girl.

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 ,
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 , .

You never said you were selling.

I never said I wasn't.

And he keeps raising his offer.

Any objection?

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.

What's the idea?

I want that drink
I didn't want.

How will you get home?
I'll get home.

Colleen.

Here, girl.

That Colleen always
did like to tramp.

Heh.

How did she
get out?

You tell me.

By the way, did Johnny say
why he was stopping off in town?

No.

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.

Max, it might be a kindness
not to let her suffer.

She's ripped
pretty bad.

Deep, from the looks
of it.

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 g*n
in the wagon.

I suppose that seems
kind of cruel to you.

I don't like to see things die.

You get used to it
working around a kennel.

We'll be
at the wagon.

Do you want me
to do it?

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?

Uh... take a lot
of the load off.

A lot.

You don't see this much
father and son.

When you do, I guess
this is the result.

Those things are the answer
to 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.

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.

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.

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.

Johnny, I guess.

Cora, tell him I went
to bed. I'm tired.

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
sh*t her.

She's dead.

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.

Okay, come on.
Have your look.

Then we can
get some sleep.

Over here
by the fence.

Come on.

Take it easy, girl.

Be finished in just a minute.

Well, where is she?

She?

Well, you've
gotta have her.

You're the only one
who knew where she was.

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.

I... worked 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?

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.

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.

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 -to-
on Danny, right?

Oh, you won't get
anything but richer.

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.

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.

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.

All right.

Maybe it's true.

I said maybe.

Do you want to wipe out
years of hard work?

Did you know Max had
an offer on the place?

You mean he'd sell?

One hundred and
thirty thousand dollars.

Maybe 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.

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.

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.

Hello, operator.

I want long distance, please.

Carpinteria, California.

Let's go.

And jump.
Good girl.

Good jump.

Ty!

Come on, come on.
Thattaboy.

Come here, boy.
Come here.

Come on, Joe.

Hey!
Hey. Come here.

Come here, girl.

Hey!

Danny! Come on!

Come on. Danny!

All right, son.
Boot 'em all home.

Left. Turn him left.

I swear, I'm
the only jackass

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.

Turn him, Johnny. Now.

Hey, Max, do you
hear what I said?

I'll work
the next stake myself.

Go on.

Got your mind
somewhere else.

Hello, operator?

Listen, I'm still waiting

for that California call.

Will you, please?

Thank you.

Lindsey! Lindsey,
come back here.

Wait a minute!

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.

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.

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.

Hey, where is everybody?
Where's the red carpet?

MAN
Yeah.

Very good.
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.

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.

State police.
Lieutenant Sampson.

Wally, this is Cora Bodin.

Well, if you're calling about
those shepherds you trained,

they're doing just fine.

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 last... five
or six months.

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.

You sure are a hard man
to do business with.

Come on, son.
Let's go.

Good night, Cora.
Good night.

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.

Look, Cora...

he's going to know anyway.

Why don't we just go out
and tell him ourselves?

Not on your life.

You still think the police

are gonna come up
with a miracle?

Maybe they won't have to.

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.

Take it easy, girl.

Take it easy.

Start packing.

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.

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 m*rder.

What are you talking about?

I've got a poster here
of a man named Kimble.

Richard Kimble. A doctor.
He k*lled his wife.

Well, you go look
for him someplace else.

This man is no doctor.
No m*rder*r, 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.

What did he say?

He said, "Forget it. "

It's kind of a nice night
for a ride.

Lindsey, Max Bodin.

Lindsey,
you there?

Don't answer him.

Come on in.

I'm sorry.

You patched her up
like this?

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.

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
years in this place.

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.

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?

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.

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 k*lled
his wife.

He didn't.

I didn't think he did.

A man who couldn't
k*ll a dog.

I always liked
this room.

That window has a very
nice view of the woods.

Your... kennel 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.

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.

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.

Find him, girl.

Come on, you can
find him.

Colleen. Go on.

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.

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...

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.