“Unfinished Business” quotes from Criminal Minds

Another city, another identity. Help Wanted. Help, but there is none. Richard Kimble must live with his past and his future. His only consolation: that somewhere, perhaps here, there is a one-armed man who has nightmares of him.

It doesn't matter anymore who you are, or where. Every town, every city is just like the last: a waypoint on an endless road that goes nowhere. A place to stop running, to think, to hide. Another job, another name. Is that enough? It has to be. It's all you've got. ... They got the wrong man. That hits close to home, remember? They wouldn't believe you either. Tough, but it's no concern of yours. You have to stay clear, stay out of it; you can't afford to take the chance. What is he -- a stranger, a vagrant, a nothing? Just a name: Arthur Tibbetts -- no fixed address. Ask yourself: is he worth the risk?

When Martin Rowland accepted imprisonment for his crime, he set himself free from a prison of a guilty conscience and from a woman who had no conscience. Not so fortunate for Richard Kimble. His imprisonment remains unchanged.

The place: Utah, the hills above Salt Lake City. The project: to move a mountain. Giant machines and armies of men moving millions of tons of earth to make way for a river. A river which one day will turn the desert into Eden. For Richard Kimble, the mountain offers protection. Here, he is Paul Beaumont, timekeeper, lost among the other workers. Here, he feels he can rest a while. Here, he is safe.

Richard Kimble

Buck, that's the book we've been looking for, Robinson Crusoe. He never got a chance to give it back to her.

Richard Kimble

You never got a chance, did you Jamie?

I couldn't.

(now genuinely interested in hearing Jamie's side) Why not?

Now come on, you gonna take the word of a kid who doesn't know his left from his right?

Richard Kimble

We don't have to take his word for it.

Most men have some secret fear. Most manage to live with it, to walk in the world with others and live a quiet, normal life. For one man, that is impossible: Richard Kimble, fugitive.

The outbound bus for from San Francisco -- destination: known. George Browning -- destination: unknown. His only companion: hope. Hope for the day when he can once again become Richard Kimble.

Always, there is the hunter, the hunted and the trap. Traps are of many kinds: of wood, of steel, of words. But this time, the trap is a city. Dr. Richard Kimble, two years a fugitive, is about to enter the trap. Why is Stafford, Indiana a death trap for Richard Kimble? Because here, a thousand people know him. This city is where Richard Kimble lived for 33 years. ... This is the neighbourhood which Richard Kimble knew as a child. This is the house in which he grew up. Now, in a time of desperate trouble for him, a stopping place within a city of danger. A city of danger because here also is the headquarters of police Lieutenant Gerard.

Home is the sailor, home from the sea. And the hunter, home from the hill. But for Richard Kimble, not yet. Not yet.

Connecticut. Green trees framing the homes of the wealthy and the near-wealthy. Gracious living with roots deep in the past, and without roots interstate fugitive, Richard Kimble.

Tomorrow, the Westborne Clarion will have a new editor. One of the paper's first editorials will be a plea for innocent men pursued by the Furies -- men such as Richard Kimble, the Fugitive.

Nebraska. A world of wheat, dirt roads. All open to the sky, but still a silent sky. Richard Kimble has found temporary refuge in the remote farming community of Black Moccasin, and even here there are questions.

The question is why you? When they're probably gonna get me anyway, Why you?

Kimble

Cause if I'm not against you, I'm for you. And if I'm for you, I'm lost.

A walk toward the horizon. A hope that it will lead to the man with one arm. Only then will the search be over for the Fugitive.

Reno. The biggest little city in the world. A town for all seasons. A town for all tastes. Dude ranch, diivorce or dice, take your pick. For every purse, for every age, Reno has something for everyone. For Richard Kimble, fugitive, another name, another job.