The Fugitive 1x1 Fear in a Desert City Pt.4

You. You seen a man
with a woman and a boy?

When?

Just now.

Yes.

San Diego bus, outside.

( air brakes hiss )

Monica!

I'm glad to see you,
Markie.

I'm glad you're here.

See, this is what
your mother is.

This is what she did to me
when-- When I was in the Army.

I don't believe you, Dad.

You did this.

( grunts )

( grunts )

( dramatic theme playing )

Air Police! Halt!

( bullet ricochets )

( crowd chattering )

( melancholy theme playing )

Monica, if I stay--

They'll find you,

and you'll never find him.

Well, you can go home now.
It's over.

Everything.

We won't forget.

That's what we're
left with, remembering.

Look, maybe...

Goodbye.

Goodbye, son.

( sirens approaching )

( somber theme playing )

Mrs. Welles.

I'm sorry
about the circumstances.

Who are you?

Mrs. Welles,
where did James Lincoln

tell you he was going?

You're Lieutenant Gerard.

The Tucson policemen--

They recognized him.

Unfortunately, after the facts.

Well, he told you about me.

Excellent.

He thinks of me
as much as I think of him.

He's innocent.

The law says guilty.

The law isn't perfect.

Wherever he is now,

he knows I believe him.

I always will.

( melancholy theme playing )

( meows )

( cat meowing )

NARRATOR:
Now, six months, two weeks,

and another thousand miles
a fugitive,

this is Richard Kimble.

And this is how it is with him.

( meowing )

( dramatic theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )