“Unfinished Business” quotes from Criminal Minds

The difference between good and bad, between love and hate, is often elusive. The difference between life and death for Richard Kimble is always simply his freedom to remain a fugitive.

Here in southern Nevada, man is changing the bleak face of nature. With his machinery, he is carving a shaft deep into the unriveting rock and sand. A missile launching silo. When the job is finished, the Air Force will take over. But, for now, it is a civilian crew that tunnels under the desert crust -- a crew of deep and abiding loyalties. One of its newest members: a fugitive, Richard Kimble, working now as laborer and first aid man. The name he has taken: Parker.

Richard Kimble eats alone. For him, all roads are lonely, all seasons dangerous. Until the day when he can prove his innocence, Richard Kimble must remain a fugitive.

There is a man who must keep moving -- pursuing, pursued. He is not a man of solitude but often the friendless, open road is his only alternative to death by execution. Richard Kimble. He travels a lot by thumb, makes many a long, lonely hike between rides.

The things a fugitive turns away from are sometimes evil, sometimes good and difficult to leave. Everything left behind is dangerous. There is no safety for him anywhere, but if he can keep moving, there's hope.

At a job several miles south of Salisbury, Ohio, Richard Kimble, wearing the name Pete Glenn, grows restless now. He's worked here two months, long enough in one place -- perhaps too long. Time to move on.

A chance meeting, a thousand ghosts are stirred, and a fugitive wonders how long for they'll be at rest.

The southern coast of California, where the land ends and an amusement pier juts out into the sea. A place where strangers meet, where a new face is not suspect. The fingerprints are still Dr. Kimble's, but the name is now Ben Horton.

Save up a lot of loneliness, and you’re apt to spend it somewhere This time on a lonely pier, livened only by the sound of an ancient calliope, and the brass ring caught by a fugitive can only give him a brief ride to nowhere.

A man who has to run to survive finds respite sometimes in desolate places. For the moment, this man is Steve Younger -- for the moment, a truck driver. Yet today, within the hour, Steve Younger has a rendezvous with death.

If Richard Kimble is dead, that would be the end of a lot of worry and trouble for you, and yet you seem to be trying to prove that he's alive.

Lt. Philip Gerard

You said if Kimble is dead.

And you hope it's a slip of the tongue.

Now indeed, Steve Younger is dead. But the thin thread that binds Richard Kimble to life winds back into the fingers of Lieutenant Philip Gerard, who will follow it, and cut it if he can.

Bixton, Arizona. Small, quiet. For some, a good place to live. But for Richard Kimble, fugitive, it's only a stopover between rides -- a stopover he will not soon forget.

In the aftermath of violence, there must always come a moment of peace. A time for healing and a time to restore the delicate balance of life versus death. But for a fugitive, there can be no moment of peace. He must travel the road of the hunted, and for Richard Kimble, that road apparently has no end.

Two years ago, this man was Richard Kimble, doctor of medicine. Today, he is Douglas Beckett, employed in the hills above Los Angeles. He is a trusted chauffeur and gateman. He is also still a fugitive.