Between birth and death, a man travels many roads and learns to predict what lies around the next bend. But for a fugitive, there are no road maps--only blind instinct, sharpened by the knowledge that every step may be his last.
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S1 E15Unfinished Business
As one road is blocked, Richard Kimble takes another. For a fugitive, there are no freeways. All roads are toll roads, to be paid in blood and pain. There are many roads. There is only one goal.
A man on the run has few moments to relax, to live as other men. But a fugitive cannot live by flight alone. Even he must pause for the rare moment to replenish.
So darkness swallows the fugitive. But it merely covers, not hides him. He is still hounded, still hunting, but still free. Until tomorrow.
A fugitive, a man driven by a dream. Two dreams: flight from an unjust punishment, where every town is an unjust town; and a dream of destiny, that one town somewhere where Richard Kimble will find his freedom.
(unaware that Kimble is hiding in Fritz Simpson's office closet, Gerard drags Simpson and his assistant Sally into the office to interrogate them about test subject Carl Stoker - who is in reality one-armed suspect Fred Johnson)
FSFritz Simpson
As I TOLD you, Lieutenant, he is an employee of the College just as we ALL are.
SSally
Lieutenant....
Look Professor, I'm something of a psychologist, too. I know when I've touched a nerve and I know what I see with my own eyes. That is the man Kimble is after! Now there comes a point where coincidence ends and harboring a fugitive begins!
(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!
Here's your man, Gerard!
For Richard Kimble, the mind’s eye is always open. Scanning the nightmare landscape for his pursuers. He wakes from brief dreams of tomorrow’s reprieve, but they are only dreams and he runs on.
Parking attendant: a job for food and shelter, a place for rest. Another temporary haven for a man on the run. Richard Kimble, known in this place and to these people as Bill Garrison.
Safe, for one more night. Richard Kimble continues along the twin paths of the hunter and the hunted. Continues along, without the knowledge that either road will lead to freedom.
Wyler City, a rugged frontier town in the mining country of northern Montana. To the ordinary man, a place where he can test himself against the harsh demands of nature. To the Fugitive, a corridor of danger.
A fugitive’s life is not measured in years. It is measured in moments won, a day gained. Richard Kimble has won another day. Tomorrow, he must win it all over again.
Big cities breed indifference to the problems of others. But some men cannot remain detached--men like Richard Kimble--and involvement can lead to danger.
A fugitive lives with many emotions. Hope, gratitude, loneliness. But among the emotions, one stands out: fear, and every day it’s embedded a little deeper. Each step taken a little faster as the contest continues to take its toll.
Richard Kimble, fugitive, for whom there are no neutrals, only enemies or friends. To such a man, a stranger's whim, a decision to lend a helping hand, means the difference between freedom or death.
To Richard Kimble, the fugitive, the respite of love is brief: the end of love, a necessity of survival. In flight from the numberless enemy, darkness and loneliness are harsh but sheltering friends.
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