ANNOUNCER: Next:
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Venous, I'm sure.
His pulse is weak. There must be internal bleeding.
The bullet probably severed the branch of the vena cava.
- That's the-- - I know what it is.
We'll have to go in and tie it off.
Oh, it's been too long.
You'd better call a doctor.
There isn't time, Josef.
Ben. Ben, listen. This man is a policeman.
He says that you're Dr. Richard Kimble.
He came here to arrest you. Please, you must go.
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â¢ NARRATOR: Starring David Janssen as Dr. Richard Kimble.
An innocent victim of blind justice,
falsely convicted for the murder 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.
ANNOUNCER: The guest stars in tonightâs story:
Ludwig Dona th,
Julie Sommars,
Arlene Martel.
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NARRATOR: Richard Kimble, fugitive, like everyone else,
has to stop long enough to work and eat and rest.
Even though every time he does any of these things,
his own personal danger increases tenfold.
Cabinet maker or upholsterer?
- Neither, I'm-- - Semi-skilled.
Two bucks an hour to start is the best I can do.
Okay.
Korak?
- Name? - Ben Russell.
Address?
Just do like he tells you.
Please, we put your suitcase away.
And in a piece like this one,
all the damaged portions must be re-glued first,
then we re-tie the springs.
My wife and my sister, they are sewing the covering material.
And my father, he will help us to sew it in place with large needles.
Oh, uh, Papa, ladies, this is Mr. Russell.
- How do you do? - How do you do?
Sort of a family enterprise, huh?
Well, it just worked out that way. Come.
- How about lunch today, Carla? - I can't, I brought my lunch.
My fault. I should've asked yesterday. How about tomorrow, huh?
Oh, I'll think about it.
I happened to pack an extra sandwich.
In case you know anybody who might be interested.
Guarantee to find somebody.
Thanks, Carla.
JAN: See, you come around like this, pull through, knot.
Well, I think Iâve got it.
I don't know why you cops can't wait for the lunch break or closing time.
Look at them.
If I lose ten minutes a man, do you know how much that is in dollars?
Do you know how much you could be fined in dollars for harboring a fugitive?
I told you, I don't know no criminals.
Well, are you just gonna â¢ stand there all day?
He may be here. I thought I'd give him a chance to make a break for it.
We'll walk through slow.
Hey, you.
What are they trying to do to Billy?
- Please, Mr. Russell. There's little bit-- - No more. No, thank you.
It's wonderful but, no, thank you.
Papa?
- Well, then. - Thank you, Magda.
Where he puts it, I don't know.
[JAN CHUCKLES]
KIMBLE: Here.
You were born in this country, weren't you, Mr. Russell?
Carla, at least let the poor man digest his supper first.
First?
Oh, we just wanted to show off a little bit.
You see, we've been admitted for permanent residence.
We've been in this country long enough to become naturalized citizens.
So...
[S LAPS TABLE]
Good night.
JAN: Good night, Papa. CARLA: Good night, Papa.
Good night, Mr. Korak. Thank you for your hospitality.
You're welcome.
Oh. You may sleep here, Mr. Russell.
Well, thatâs not necessary--
There's a cot which can be put in there. I insist.
JAN: As you can see, Papa's used to giving orders.
At any rate, I doubt if you could find another place at this hour.
I'm very grateful.
- You're getting upset needlessly-- - Oh, I know that look on his face.
He's getting ready to leave again.
Well, this time Iâm not going.
And I mean it.
I'm sorry, Mr. Russell.
JAN: Uh, Carla wants to be a citizen.
We all do, except Papa.
We, uh, travel around a good deal, you see,
and it is required that one remain continuously in one state
for six months.
Uh, this we have not been able to do.
Uh, we have a ceremony each night.
We, uh-- We drink a glass of wine
and, uh, we recite from memory some piece of American literature.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
- Who is there? CHARNEY: The police.
Open up right away.
We're looking for a man known to you as Billy Karnes.
Is he here?
- No, why--? - Please, don't get in front of me.
- Anybody in that room? - My father.
CHARNEY: Come out, please, Mr. Korak.
- Anybody else here? - No.
Sorry to bother you, folks,
but I understand this Billy Karnes was quite interested in you.
If you're Carla Korak.
We went out together several times, if it's any of your business.
It is our business.
Bowlen is his real name.
He jumped parole in Houston and is suspected of murder in Phoenix.
That's impossible. Billy's not that kind of person at all.
Well, Iâm afraid he is, miss.
Bowlen is very dangerous.
Please, believe that.
All of you.
If you should see him or hear anything about him,
please get word to us right away.
My name is Sergeant Charney. Ask for me.
If I'm out, get the information to anybody in the detective bureau.
Please, uh, excuse my father.
He has had considerable unpleasantness with the police.
Oh?
In Budapest, sergeant. That's in Hungary.
Uh, we all just managed to get out of there a few years ago.
Nobody has to fear the police in this country.
Unless, of course, theyâve done something wrong,
which includes helping someone like Bowlen.
That's a crime too, you know. And a serious one.
We understand, sergeant.
CHARNEY: Good night.
Your oatmeal's almost ready, Papa.
Good morning.
There is coffee in the kitchen.
Not bad. Shoes look a little too good.
Scuff them up some when you go outside.
Okay.
You really think Bowlen might be stupid enough to show up?
It's possible.
We buttoned the neighborhood fast. I don't think he got far.
And he likes dames. That's how he got nailed last time.
DETECTIVE: Theyâre coming out now, sarge.
CHARNEY: Let Macklin take a look.
[WHISTLES]
You know something? This might almost make up
for some of those dirty jobs you've been handing me all year.
Don't count on all play and no work.
That upholstery place expects a full day's labor out of you.
That's the deal I made.
You wanna take another look at Bowlen's mug shot?
No, I've locked him in.
Oh, yeah, I forgot. You and your photographic head.
Whoâs the tall guy with the Koraks?
Ben Russell. He started work there just yesterday.
Moved right in, didn't he? He looks familiar.
- Get going and don't forget the shoes. - Right.
JAN: Papa didn't come back?
He just went for a walk. He'll be right back.
JAN: He didn't eat.
Ben, do you know anything about the law?
- A little. - Carla.
We have to trust somebody sometime.
We just can't go on running and running all our lives.
Especially when he's not even guilty of anything.
Your father?
It is, uh, not right for us to bother you with our private problems.
I feel as Carla does. I trust Ben.
And the one thing we have not done in all this time is to ask advice.
Perhaps now this is the time.
Your father a doctor?
What a strange question.
I saw some medical books under his bed.
I think he knows I saw them.
He was a doctor, a surgeon, when we were in Europe.
When we got out of Hungary and we came to this country,
he had all the proper credentials.
Did he intern here?
He had just a few months left
and then this girl came to him.
She wanted to have an abortion.
Of course, Papa wouldn't do it,
so she went someplace else to have it done.
And it was done badly.
She was dying when she came back to Papa.
And he did everything he could to save her.
He even called an ambulance.
He was accused of performing the operation?
She pointed at him, the girl.
"It's his fault," she said.
Then she died.
If anybody dies from an illegal abortion, it's called murder.
Was there a hearing?
No. When the police come to question Papa, he became afraid.
He ran away and we ran with him.
He had no way to prove his innocence.
It was just the girl's word against his.
In Hungary, when someone is questioned by the authorities,
he goes to prison.
Well, here in the United States, you're innocent until you're proved guilty.
How could Papa be sure he could not be proved guilty?
Things like this could happen.
Hi, folks. I've just been elected to a one-man cleanup committee.
Can I help you keep your factory spotless?
CARLA: Thank you.
My name's Jim Macklin. I just started here today.
I noticed.
You did? Well, I didnât notice that you noticed.
[CARLA CHUCKLES]
- You through? KIMBLE: Yeah, thanks.
His prints are all over it. Both hands, probably.
Forget it. We're looking for Bowlen.
I was gonna ask you to drop it off at the lab, but I can do it myself.
I'll take it.
Stay away from the department until this job's over.
You might as well sleep right here.
Any sign of Bowlen?
Grocery store was broken into a couple of blocks from here.
The prowler was scared off.
I figure it could be Bowlen getting hungry.
You all don't know what you're talking about.
None of you.
And you have also betrayed your father to a stranger.
Oh, Papa, no one's betrayed you.
No. Not yet.
I have no reason to hurt you, Josef.
No, not today, perhaps.
But after a time,
you might think it's your duty to talk to the police about me.
And why not?
You're an American
and I'm an alien.
A trespasser.
Accused of a crime against your community.
You don't even know if you were officially accused.
You ran away before you had a chance to defend yourself.
What do you know about such things?
I know a man has to try.
And if I fail?
I shall tell you. At the very least, imprisonment for murder.
And for my children, deportation.
Papa, that's silly.
Is it?
I know something about the law.
You are all accessories.
You aided me in my unlawful flight.
Well, thatâs what the policeman said.
Threatening us with investigation
if your fine friend Billy Karnes shows up.
[SCOFFS]
Investigation.
Do you know how long it will take for the police to find out who I am?
And what I'm hiding for? That long.
Papa, Billy's not going to come back here.
He knows that they're looking for him.
He'll show up.
I saw how he looked at you.
You're always painting everything black.
Well, this time, weâre not going.
At least, I'm not.
You havenât committed a crime, Josef.
But what you're doing is almost as bad.
You're depriving the world of your medical knowledge.
In the time you've spent running away, you could have saved quite a few lives.
Who are you to make speeches to me about the glory of medicine?
Macklin. Macklin, wake up.
[PHONE RINGS]
Charney here.
Macklin here. Old man Korak just came out.
Looks like he's leaving town. You want him tailed?
No. Let him go.
No chance he might Contact Bowlen?
No. From what I heard, he couldn't stand the kid.
The girl's our best bet.
All right.
KIMBLE: VVhere's Josef?
He went out early this morning. I heard him.
He likes to do that on Saturday mornings.
Sometimes he walks for hours,
then he comes back with some goodies for lunch.
- Here, I'll help you. - No, thank you.
I'm just going down to the basement to put these in the washer.
Drink your coffee.
I would offer you some eggs, Ben, but Jan ate the last of them.
JAN: Hmm?
We still need some other things at the market too.
I'll get them, Magda.
Oh, that would be nice.
Jan reads every word in the newspaper
and he still has yesterday's to finish.
I'll get my jacket.
KARNES: Hello, Carla.
Billy.
You shouldn't have come back here.
I never left. There are cops all over the place, you know that.
No, I didn't. They were here to ask us about you--
Well, you donât know youâre staked out either, I suppose.
Staked out?
[CHUCKLES]
They're holed up right across the street from your apartment.
Carla, I'm hungry.
I need a place to hide out until they stop looking for me.
Now, you go upstairs, make sure the shades are drawn.
Carla,
I wouldn't hurt you.
Well, you know that.
And you wouldn't hurt me either, would you?
Of course not.
Billy, theyâre going to find you sooner or later,
and when they do, you'll be in worse trouble than you are now--
That's not possible.
Come on, let's--
Billy, I know you couldn't kill anybody, but the way to prove you're innocent--
Look,
let's get one thing straight, Carla.
I'm not innocent.
Go.
Your family thinks you went for your Saturday morning walk.
Ben, I know what I'm doing.
I don't know why a man runs when he's not even sure he has to.
I am sure.
Ben, I owe it to my children to let them become Americans.
They need it, and they will become good citizens.
As an American yourself, please,
I beg of you, just allow me to disappear.
Twenty-five years a surgeon,
you're gonna give all that up without a fight?
Oh, I had intended to fight,
but if you could see the faces of those who believed I--
I've seen the faces.
You?
Josef, theyâre sure to have done an autopsy on that girl.
Possibly.
Possibly not.
Besides, the post-mortem might have even proved my guilt in their eyes.
I will not take the chance.
I will not gamble with my freedom
or the freedom of my children.
Ben, the argument is finished.
No, it isn't.
What you're about to do now is the worst thing you could possibly do.
Josef, you leave town now and the police will be positive
that you're doing it because you helped Billy Karnes.
Oh, nonsense.
They'll have an APB out on you in a matter of hours.
An APB, what is that?
All-points bulletin. Every police station, every policeman,
every motorcycle cop will have your description.
They'll pick you up before you get out of the state.
You told me you couldn't stand an investigation right now.
CARLA: Jan?
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
I'll go.
Sit down.
Billy,
isn't there some way...?
No, Carla.
I killed a man. They want me for it.
I'm sorry.
[CHUCKLES]
That shade's been down for more than ten minutes.
- I don't know what to make of it. - Why make anything out of it?
There's one down over there and there's one over there too.
[PHONE RINGS]
- Macklin. - This is Charney.
I got a make on those fingerprints on the coffee cup.
He's Richard Kimble.
- Who? - Dr. Richard Kimble.
You remember that guy in Indiana who--?
Yeah, sure. Was convicted and then escaped.
Are you sure, Sarge?
They're his fingerprints.
Now, you and Tom go over and nail him, and be careful.
Heâs out. CHARNEY: What?
Left about an hour ago, no suitcases or anything.
- And he wasn't in a hurry. - All right.
Chances are he'll be coming back, and when he does, you two be ready.
I'm on my way.
All right.
Why donât I go up to the Korak apartment and wait there?
Not a bad idea.
If he comes, I can follow him in.
You think they'll let you in?
Carla will.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Who is it?
It's Jim Macklin.
You know, from work. Uh, I met you yesterday.
I wanna talk to you.
No, I'm sorry. I'm busy.
Carla, you've gotta open up. I'm here on official police business.
You hear me, Carla?
KARNES [MOUTHS]: Just a minute.
MACKLIN: I don't wanna have to break the door open, Carla.
I'm coming.
Don't be scared, Carla. Good morning, folks.
Is there something wrong?
Well, we found out your friend Russell
is really a character named Dr. Richard Kimble.
- And Dr. Richard Kimble-- - Don't move, cop.
All right, raise them up.
Higher.
Turn around.
You know I won't hurt her, but the oops might.
So don't say anything to anybody.
You hear?
Put your hands behind your back, Carla.
VVhere's Carla?
That boy, Billy Karnes, she's with him.
Where?
Josef, you take over here. I'll go find out where Carla is.
He won't harm her. I know he won't. He love her.
What do you mean he won't harm her?
She'll be safe if you don't do anything to frighten him.
Please.
Very little blood now.
Dark.
It's venous, I'm sure.
His pulse is weak. There must be internal bleeding.
Vena cava.
The bullet probably severed the branch of the vena cava.
- That's the-- - I know what it is.
We'll have to go in and tie it off.
Oh, it's been too long.
You'd better call a doctor.
There isn't time, Josef.
Ben. Ben, listen. This man is a policeman.
He says that you're Dr. Richard Kimble.
He came here to arrest you. Please, you must go.
You're a doctor, Ben?
Well, then you do it.
I was a pediatrician, Josef. You're the surgeon.
You're right. Go. Go.
You can't do it alone.
- Have you ever done this before? - Once, as an intern.
Once is not enough.
Give it to me. Please, go.
It'll take both of us.
CHARNEY: Bowlen, stop!
Retract.
Good.
Now cut.
I'm not sure of these sutures.
We'd better leave the clamps in until he gets to the hospital.
I agree.
Pack it, but don't make the closure.
You did a wonderful job, doctor.
Well, Iâve heard about kitchen surgery.
And this was truly it.
Thank you.
You saved him.
Well, the bleeding was stopped.
Of course, there's still severe danger of infection.
You can't leave it now, Josef. It's where you belong.
[SIREN WAILING]
Good luck, doctor.
Good luck to you, doctor.
KIMBLE: Up there.
First of all, he needs blood.
We have a plasma setup in the ambulance.
CHARNEY: Wait a minute. JOSEF: Carla.
- How is he? - His pulse is still pretty slow--
His chances would greatly improve if you let him get to the hospital.
Your friend, uh, what's his name?
Ben Russell.
Oh, yes. I'd like to talk with him.
Macklin's a good man.
I'd like to thank Dr., uh, Russell for saving his life.
Sergeant, I performed the operation.
You?
Oh, come, Mr. Korak.
CARLA: Sergeant,
my father's a surgeon.
CHARNEY: Hmm.
That's quite a medical feat you performed,
especially without assistance.
Yeah.
It's amazing sometimes, what one can do when one must.
I'd still like to see Ben Russell. Is he coming back?
Oh, uh, he said he was going to go to the market, didn't he?
And that was sometime ago.
It's really a shame he wasn't here.
I'm sure he would have been a big help to you in the operation.
But, of course, you had no way of knowing that,
did you?
Yes, Dr. Korak, he also has medical knowledge.
- So long. JOSEF: Sergeant?
Yes?
May I come to the station with you and talk to someone there?
Chief of police, perhaps?
I have a problem with which I need some help.
Sorry, doctor. You're under arrest.
I understand, sergeant.
No, put those things away.
First thing you have to do, doctor, is clear up the abortion charge.
That's a police matter.
Then there'll be a medical board of inquiry Tuesday morning in New York.
VVhere's your family?
Why arenât they around here with a lawyer?
I don't need a lawyer for this hearing, sergeant.
And I hope that is as far as it will go.
As for my children,
I didn't want them to be here.
You see, this is an important day for them.
They're becoming citizens.
NARRATOR: He stands convicted of a crime he did not commit.
His full-time occupation is a search for the guilty man.
There is no one who has a greater appreciation of freedom
And of the blessings of liberty
than Richard Kimble, fugitive.