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Richard Kimble quotes from The Fugitive

Played by David Janssen · 16 quotes · page 1 of 2

Richard Kimble

Played by David Janssen

The Fugitive · 270 quotes

4th most-quoted character in The Fugitive: in 16 of its 270 quotes
Most scenes with: Lt. Philip Gerard (3)

Lines by Richard Kimble 1

Richard Kimble

It's not their fault that you're seventy years old. They didn't drive the car, they didn't put you in that wheelchair. But you won't put the blame where it belongs, will you? So they're guilty. No trial, nothing. Guilty. But what are they guilty of, Professor? Of being young? Are they guilty of wanting to be what you were? But are they guilty of trespassing on some private little kingdom of yours? Just what are they guilty of?

Scenes with Richard Kimble 15

(At Dan Pike's behest, Buck and others working at the construction site have pursued austistic youth Jamie for attacking Buck's wife)

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.

(Buck looks at the book, and his previous certainty of Jamie's guilt begins disappearing)

Richard Kimble

You never got a chance, did you Jamie?

JJamie

I couldn't.

BBuck

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

(when jamie explains he saw a man leaving the wife's trailer, he points to Dan, who's been harassing him)

DPDan Pike

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.

BBellows

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.

SVSister Veronica

Nick Walker you said?

Kimble

That's right, Sister.

SVSister Veronica

Well, Mr. Walker, you are a splendid mechanic. This car has not run so well since I left the convent.

Kimble

This car isn't running, Sister. It's looking for a quiet place to die.

Kimble

I don't suppose you made financial provisions for the trip?

SVSister Veronica

Of course...(looks in her purse) $20.35.

Kimble

Good.

SVSister Veronica

That's what I had when I stared out. My balance now is $1.45.

Kimble

A dollar fou...that isn't even going to get us to the top of the next hill!

(G. Stanley Lazer is disconsolate over a mock trial of Richard Kimble)

Richard Kimble

You know that boy actually worshipped you? God knows why but you were the man he wanted to be. In fact he was so hung on the legend of the great G. Stanley Lazer that he believed everything you said in there this afternoon was true. He was angry, but he believed what you said.

GSG. Stanley Lazer

And where was I wrong?

Richard Kimble

I'll tell you where you were right. You said he was good. He's good, in fact he's so good he's making the great Stanley Lazer look bad.

GSG. Stanley Lazer

The trial's not over yet.

Richard Kimble

But he's winning.

GSG. Stanley Lazer

I don't know that he's winning.

Richard Kimble

Yes you do. If it weren't for that wounded vanity of yours you'd be proud of him.

(Kimble enters an all-night diner with newspaper and sits at a table)

Another dreary town, another shabby street. Another weary pause on Richard Kimble's search for the man with one arm, his only real hope for escaping a life of fear.

(A waitress approaches Kimble)

Richard Kimble

A...bowl of soup, any kind.

(as Kimble opens the paper) No front page. Richard Kimble turns directly to the classified section. Here are the things that really matter. A room. A job. A way to stay alive, and tonight, something else:

(Kimble stops on a specific page and the viewer sees what he is reading)

"Personal to R.K. Have information regarding September 17th. Phone me at home. Urgent. E.B." The 17th was the night Kimble's wife was murdered.

Richard Kimble

(examining football cards Phil Gerard Jr. has been dropping) How far back have you been dropping them?

PGPhil Gerard Jr.

Not far. Honest.

Richard Kimble

Now listen to me. I'm not your father. Now if I killed my wife, I'm dangerous. If I didn't I'm tired of running. Either way you'll be a smart boy if you just sit there and behave yourself and don't try anything. All right?

(Phil Jr. nods nervously)

Richard Kimble

All right.

CCorbin

(showcasing a deer he shot) Come at me like a regular wildcat. Had to shoot him in self-defense.

Richard Kimble

They tell me deer are out of season.

CCorbin

They tell me wives, are, too.

CCorbin

(loading portions of the deer he shot with help from Kimble and Phil Jr.) I keep my camp meat back here. The law gets a little snoopy. I reckon you know about that, though.

(Phil Jr. hands Kimble a piece that he gives to Corbin)

CCorbin

(to Phil Jr.) I didn't hear you tell him thanks boy. Now look, son, just because a man kills his wife.....

Kimble

I didn't kill my wife.

CCorbin

Sure, and I didn't kill this deer, either.

MDMatt Davis

(from outside) Corbin! You home?

CCorbin

(whispering in near-panic) Uh oh, that's Matt Davis the game warden. Keep him quiet.

Richard Kimble

(speaking into a pay phone) I'd like to make a person to person call to Lieutenant Philip Gerard at the Baker City Police Department.

(pause)

Richard Kimble

Yes, it's G-E-R-A-R-D. That's right.

(pause)

Richard Kimble

I'll wait.

And Richard Kimble waits, not yet aware that his hope for salvation has again disappeared. Waits to be reminded by Lt. Philip Gerard that he is still as much a fugitive as before.

(Kimble revives Ruth Simmons' son who had passed out due to fever; the child is Joshua Simmons' grandson, and Joshua, a Christian Scientist who does not believe in medicines, has felt ashamed about his grandson due to misunderstanding the circumstances of his gestation)

Richard Kimble

Your grandson was given back to you. Not many people get a second chance.

JSJoshua Simmons

(hesitantly with a hint of guilt at hating his own grandchild) It can't be God's will, not with doctors and medicine.

Richard Kimble

How do you know I wasn't sent here? Or why did I come to this house, why did I come to this town? Do you know?

MTMaggie Tibbett

What is it with you?

Richard Kimble

What do you mean?

MTMaggie Tibbett

Don't you think I know? This room costs, and you signed for it. What is Maggie Tibbett to you?

Richard Kimble

He wasn't running from you, Maggie, he was running from me.

MTMaggie Tibbett

(clearly surprised) Freddie? A guy like you mixed up with him?

Richard Kimble

How long have you known him?

MTMaggie Tibbett

A couple of months.

Richard Kimble

Do you know where I can find him?

MTMaggie Tibbett

Why?

Richard Kimble

I've got to talk to him.

MTMaggie Tibbett

It doesn't sound to me like you want to talk.

Richard Kimble

Well that's up to him.

MTMaggie Tibbett

I owe you. I know. They told me you saved my life.

Richard Kimble

I'm a doctor.

MTMaggie Tibbett

But I owe Freddie, too. Somehow you scare me about him. What's this all about?

Richard Kimble

A long time ago something happened.

MTMaggie Tibbett

Trouble?

Richard Kimble

Yes, trouble. And he's the only one who can clear it up.

(both hidden from sniper Arthur Brame with Kimble bearing Gerard's sidearm) You warn me of a killer yet you hold a gun at me. You have your own unique sense of justice.

Richard Kimble

We'll talk about justice later.

That wasn't my doing.

Richard Kimble

Well this killing isn't mine.

Should I tell you something, Kimble, I'd never believe it was. I think I know that much about you.

(Simpson plays the tape of Fred Johnson's confession)

Now DON'T try and sidetrack me, Simpson, I want Kimble!

FSFritz Simpson

But you've GOT him! Kimble, Johnson, AND the tape!

(Gerard starts to another door)

FSFritz Simpson

Lieutenant, don't you want your killer?

(in the other room restrained by Kimble) Let me go! Get me out of here! Let me go!

(storming into the room, and for the very first time all three protagonists confront one another at the same instant) Kimble!

Richard Kimble

Here's your man, Gerard!

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