Here.
We live in Phoenix.
We lived in Phoenix.
About a month ago I, uh, couldn't stand it any longer,
so I took Mark and came here and got a job
doing the only thing I've ever really been trained for:
playing the piano.
But not in a bar.
Well, what was it you couldn't stand?
His suspicions.
I, uh-- I wouldn't mind it if he had
a reason to be jealous, but he was simply
insanely suspicious.
When we were married, I was, um,
considered the luckiest girl in Phoenix.
Ed was almost the--
His name is Ed.
Almost the perfect husband.
He was a little jealous then, but I--
I was 18.
I was flattered by it.
A month after he left for Korea I found out I was pregnant.
I was so happy, I...
( exhales )
...ran three blocks in the rain to mail the letter.
When he wrote back,
there was just a hint of an accusation.
But I answered, pretending not to notice,
and he never wrote that way again.
He came home.
Day by day, he began to grow
more and more suspicious.
Violent.
His face changed.
He doesn't look like the man I married.
And he won't let you go?
No.
After a month of peace, he found me.
He walked into the bar,
and he had a drink
and left without saying a word,
as you know.
Well, what does he want?
To possess me.
To beat me.
And to teach my son how evil I am.
And you can't go to the police?
I tried that.
He found out and found it very amusing.
You see,
he owns 250,000 acres of Arizona.
He contributes to charity
and belongs to all of the proper social organizations.
He has even been mentioned
as a possible political candidate.
When he's not home, he's almost the perfect man.
Don't you have any, uh, friends or family in another state?
Back East?
He'd find us.
Mark.
What are you doing out of bed?
I heard you talking.
Well, this is, uh,
Mr. Lincoln.
My son, Mark.
My name's Jim.
Uh, you know, you,
uh, should be in bed.
We have a big day tomorrow.
Come on, let's go off to bed.
( door closes )
I'm sorry he wasn't a little more friendly.
Well, that's, uh...
I think he did-- Did fine, under the circumstances.
Now, look, um, Monica,
I don't know what I can do or--
Oh, no, it's, uh--
It's enough just to talk to you.
Well, then maybe I can see you tomorrow.
On Saturdays I, uh,
usually take Mark to Wonderland.
Helps him think of other things.
Well, we'll make it noon at Wonderland.
Maybe we can all think of other things.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Good night.
( ominous theme playing )
KIMBLE: Who is it?
Ed Welles.
I'm not gonna talk about you hittin' me.
Then I won't talk about your hitting a woman.
She's my wife.
And that gives you certain rights.
( scoffs )
You travel pretty light, don't you?
Come into town and get yourself a little room.
Grab a job.
Thinkin' about stayin' long?
I'd like to.
So you can make more trouble.
I didn't make it. I walked into it.
You walked into me, bartender.
Yeah, I've already heard how important you are.
I had that custom-made for me.
Every bit of it handmade.
Here, look at it.
Go on, take it.
Look at that workmanship on it.
It's loaded.
I have to carry a lot of money sometimes.
More than is safe. Mm.
Now, it's not gonna do you a bit of good
tryin' to help her because...
Monica can go anywhere in this world.
She can go anywhere...
and I'm gonna find her.
Sooner or later, I'll be there, see?
For another beating?
Not as long as she behaves herself.
Well, you know what I mean.
Welles, stop torturing that woman and child.
Get yourself some help.
( angrily ): See a psychiatrist.
( ominous theme playing )
You just said the wrong thing.
You said exactly the wrong thing.
And you said it and I heard it, and there's nothin' left
for you to do but get out of my sight, hear?
About a million miles out.
( carousel music playing )
I'm, uh, not very good at picking rides.
I, uh-- I guess that was kid stuff to you, huh?
Well, it was all right.
I'm probably pretty square about what kids like these days.
Uh, what do we do now?
Another ride? Something to eat?
Look, Mr. Lincoln,
I know you want to talk to my mom.
I'd like to go over to the Batter Up game.
All right. We'll meet you there.
Your son went over to the Batter Up game.
I hope that's all right.
That's fine.
You know, I used to think I was pretty good with children.
I don't seem to be getting anywhere with him.
It isn't your fault.
He's afraid every man might be like his father.
Sometimes I think he sensed the truth about Ed before I did.
His father paid me a visit last night.
He must've followed us and then waited,
and then followed me to my hotel.
Sum and substance of our meeting,
uh, he threatened me if I didn't leave town.
So here I am.
Oh, Jim, this is going too far. You repay--
What we have to do is find an answer.
I've been trying.
He threatened you?
Under the pretext of showing off his custom-made revolver.
Yes, he's showed it to me.
If he threatened you, why don't you go to the police?
Jim. What is it?
I can't go to the police.
If you ask me, I can't tell you why.
I'm in no position to ask anything of you,
except your help.
Let's go get your son.
( crowd applauds and cheers )
MAN: Hey.
Well, you really belted that one, son.
Here you are.
What a marvelous strike that was.
Mom, strike is when you miss.
Yeah, Mom, what's the matter with you?
( Kimble & Monica laugh )
What do you play, Mark, the infield?
Second.
You know, I used to play a little ball.
Don't know how good I was.
My sister pitched.
I remember one game,
a man came up and said, "What's the score?"
I said, "It's 42 to nothing, but we ain't been up to bat yet."
( laughs )
Here.
Well, that's yours, Mark. You-- You won it.
Kid stuff.
What do we do now?
Well, what I can do and what I'd like to do
are two different things, so I guess we'll just have to wait.
I don't know what for or how long, but we wait.
What are you talkin' about?
Kid stuff.
Come on, let's get a hot dog.
MAN: Bartender. Give me another.
Jim, let me have the usual.
MAN: Hey, bartender, give me another.
And the usual for me.
Sweetheart, that's a pretty tune.
I know it.
You're workin' hard, huh, Jim?
I don't know as I could stand that:
people yellin' at me all the time.
Of course, I had to put up with some of that
when I was in the Army.
You ever in the service, Jim?
Out in Korea, in combat,
they used to have these loudspeakers.
He told me all about what was goin' on back here
while we were fightin'.
He used to tell you?
You have a nice time out there at Wonderland?
I saw you. You looked like you were enjoyin' yourselves.
The three of you made a...nice-lookin' family.
Welles, I'm not going to pretend to guess
what made you this way.
But your suspicions about your wife are all wrong.
I got no suspicions.
Facts, Jim.
You make real good drinks.
I don't know, maybe it's just 'cause I'm in such a good mood,
I wouldn't know the difference.
Don't you ever think of what you're doing to your boy?
Now, let's not spoil everything with a lot of unpleasant talk.
Welles, see a doctor.
I'm in perfect health.
Now, you got no idea how good I can feel, Jim.
Well, good night, Jim.
Good night, sweetheart.