Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard[briefing all the sheriffs, deputies, police officers, and law enforcement officials surrounding him]All right, listen up, ladies and gentlemen, our fugitive has been on the run for ninety minutes. Average foot speed over uneven ground, barring injuries, is 4 miles per hour. That gives us a radius of six miles. What I want from each and every one of you is a hard-target search of every gas station, residence, warehouse, farmhouse, henhouse, outhouse and doghouse in that area. Checkpoints go up at fifteen miles. Your fugitive's name is Dr. Richard Kimble. Go get him.
Deputy Marshal Samuel GerardWell, think me up a cup of coffee and a chocolate doughnut with some of those little sprinkles on top, will you, as long as you're thinking.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard[gesturing to his men to start tracing the call]Um yeah... It was noisy... I think you said something like you didn't kill your wife.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard[yelling throughout the empty laundry room as he looks for Richard]Dr. Richard Kimble! There's no way out of here, Richard! The entire building is locked down! Give it up Richard, you don't have any time, Chicago police department thinks you're a cop killer, they WILL shoot you on sight!
[pauses]
Deputy Marshal Samuel GerardRichard, I know you're innocent! I know about Frederick Sykes! I know about Dr. Charles Nichols! Richard, he borrowed your car the night of your wife's murder, he had your keys! No forced entry, Richard! He telephoned Sykes from your car, Richard! Richard, give it up! Richard, I'm either lying or I'm gonna shoot you, what do you think?
Newman[pleased that he has been recognised by Sam]My pleasure Sam...
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Marshal BiggsThis is hinky, this guy's a college graduate, he went to medical school, he's not gonna come through all the security, go to the county lockup, to find someone his own people say does not exist. Hinky.
Deputy Marshal Samuel GerardI don't want you guys using words around me that have no meaning. I'm taking the stairs and walking.
Marshal Biggs[sotto voice]How about 'bullshit?' How about 'bullshit', Sam?
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Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard[Poole hands Gerard a set of unlocked leg irons, and he brandishes them in the Old Guard's face]Oh! Wow, gee whiz, looky here! You know, we're always fascinated when we find leg irons with no legs in them. Who held the keys, sir?
State Trooper[sees Kimble in hospital hallway, disguised as a doctor]Hey, Doc! We're looking for a prisoner from that bus-train wreck a couple of hours ago, might be hurt.
Dr. Charles Nichols[Kimble is confronting Nichols during the banquet]Richard, I'm sorry, but I'm in the middle of this speech!
Dr. Richard KimbleYou almost got away with it, didn't you? I know all about it. I can prove it.
Dr. Charles NicholsLadies and gentlemen, my friend Richard Kimble doesn't feel... well, obviously. So, if you will just go on with your dessert and coffee, I'll be right back. Richard, would you mind to step aside, and we'll just... talk. Okay, so I'll be back in just a second...
[motions for Kimble to follow him outside]
Dr. Richard Kimble[as they are walking out of the banquet hall]You changed the samples, didn't you, huh? You switched the samples... after Lenz died! After Lenz died, you were the only one who had the access. You switched the samples, and the pathology reports.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard[referring to Kimble, reminding them capturing Kimble is his job, under his jurisdiction, still has the authority to pursue him]That's my man!
Det. RosettiNot anymore, he's not. He's going down. You don't help us, you stay the hell out!
Dr. Richard Kimble[after Kimbles has just passed the stabbed bus prison guard who he saved]Tell the attending he's got a puncture in the epigastric area.
ParamedicHow the hell could he tell that by looking at his face?
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CopelandNow you listen. I don't give a damn which way you go, just don't follow me. You got that?
Deputy Marshal Samuel GerardDoctor Nichols, you really want to help him? You really want to be his friend? Then you'll help us bring him in, unharmed.
Dr. Charles NicholsWhy? So he can go back to prison? Tsk, tsk, tsk. If you want help, gentlemen, you've come to the wrong man. Richard is innocent and you'll never find him. He's too smart.
Marshal StevensI think he's right, I lived under an el for 20 years.
Deputy Marshal Samuel GerardThen you can explain the difference in the sound of an elevated train as opposed to a train that's running along the ground. You must have ears like a eagle, play that back, I wanna hear the sound of an elevated train.
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Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard[First lines, said when arriving at the scene of the train wreck]My, my, my. What a mess.
Old Guard[throws him the keys to his shackles]Here!
[a train horn is heard approaching]
Old GuardWhat the hell is that?
[a bright light reveals the bus is lying on a railroad track, with a train oncoming]
Old GuardTo hell with you!
[the Guard jumps out the window, Kimble tries to pull the wounded guard to his feet]
Dr. Richard KimbleCopeland, give me a hand with this man! Copeland, give me a hand with this man!
Copeland[heading for the window]Kiss my ass, Doc!
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[taking role]
Old GuardCopeland.
Copeland[snappishly]What?
Old GuardCopeland, you be nice now.
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Deputy Marshal Samuel GerardSheriff Rawlins, with all due respect, I'd like to suggest check points on a 15 mile radius out here on I-57, I-24 and on route 13 out of Chester...
Sheriff RawlinsWhoa, whoa, whoa. The prisoners are all dead and the only thing checkpoints are gonna do is get a lot of good people frantic around here and flood my office with calls.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard[deadpan]Well, shit, sheriff, I'd hate to see that happen, so I guess I'll just take over your investigation.
Helen Kimblethank you, I was just down to my last joke.
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Detective Kelly[to all the new and current police officers sitting around him]We were just informed by the U.S. Marshal's Office that Doctor Richard Kimble is alive and well and living in the city of Chicago. Now you all know in what high regard I hold the scumbag. So I am personally donating a bottle of twelve-year-old Scotch to whoever puts the collar on this quack.
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BonesWhat ever happened with that thing about your wife?
Old GuardThe bus rolls over several times before it settled at the bottom of the hill here. I don't know if I passed out or what, but, when I looked up, the train was bearing down on us. Fast. I don't know how, uh, it's-still kinda hazy, but, somehow I grabbed him and-and I pushed him out of the bus.
Sheriff RawlinsYou're a brave man. You could've both been killed.
Old GuardYeah, I know! But, hell, he's my partner. He would have done the same for me.
Deputy Marshal Samuel GerardExcuse me, sheriff, I'm United States Marshal Samuel Gerard. I'd like to talk to you...
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard[listening to wiretap of Kimble talking with his lawyer]Yeah, right there. What's he saying? Sounds like, 'Next... Stop'... Do that again!
Sykes[on Kimble]The doctor who killed his wife, right? Kept blaming somebody for it, somebody with a prosthetic limb? So what are you telling me, he's coming after me?
Sykes[sarcastically]Well, hell yes, I have a prosthetic arm! I must have murdered his wife, right?
SykesCome on, give me a break, will you? I went through all of this a year ago, you should know that. They came here and they questioned me about the whole damn thing. I'll tell you what I told them--I wasn't in Chicago on that night. I was on a business trip. Fifteen people verified it.
Detective KellySo, financially, you're not going to be hurting after this, are you? I mean, she was worth quite a bit of money.
Dr. Richard KimbleAre you suggesting that I killed my wife? Are you saying that I crushed her skull and that I shot her? How dare you! When I came home, there was a man in my house. I fought with this man. He had a mechanical arm. You find this man. You find this man.
Det. RosettiYou better be straight with me kid. You're telling me this is the fella staying in your mother's basement?
Landlady's sonThat's what I'm telling you.
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Deputy Marshal Samuel GerardSo he showed up not dead yet. Let that be a lesson to you, boys and girls. Don't ever argue with the big dog, because the big dog is always right.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard[referring to Kimble is in the sewers,pointing his gun into the open manhole cover]We got a gopher.
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policeman in helicopter[spots Kimble fighting Dr Nichols on the roof] Richard. Stay where you are! This is the Chicago Police. Put your hands in the air. The building is totally secure.
[Richard runs down the stairs]
policeman in helicopterI repeat, do not move! Put your hands in the air!
[Richard continues to run]
policeman in helicopterI repeat, stay where you are!
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Dr. Richard KimbleNo kidding? Armed robbery? He's where? The Kimble character's response and ironic surprise to finding out that one of his one-armed suspects, Clyde Driscoll, has be arrested for 'armed' robbery.
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[first lines]
Detective KellyCome on Doc.
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Det. RosettiYou get a clean shot, you take him out.
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Copeland's Girlfriend[Wailing hysterically after her fugitive lover has been shot dead]Aaaaaah! Aaaaaaah!
Deputy Marshal Samuel GerardSee this picture with all the finger prints on it? I want you to find out who the guy is sitting next to Sykes. Find out his name, his age, his weight, his social security number, his location, relatives, pets, everything.
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Dr. Charles NicholsThis drug was developed in cooperation, not competition, with the Chicago Memorial Hospital in what we hope will be the model for a continued dishonest, excuse me, for *honest*, open joint ventures between academic medicine and the pharmaceutical industry.
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Cosmo RenfroAll right, Sam! We got him. He's shacked up with some babe over in Whiting.
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Cosmo RenfroLook, please don't give me shit, Renee. I got three very unhappy dead people here.
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HostAll right, it's all over, folks. Let's just stay calm.