"( dramatic theme playing )" "Miss Harned?" "Yes." "I'm Sergeant Lyman." "How do you do, sergeant." "We got your call." "Yes, I'm very glad that you were able to get here so quickly because I" " I'm very disturbed." "I think this young man's in an enormous amount of danger." "Mr. Pfeiffer is getting dressed upstairs for the concert." "We can talk in here." "Carter." "NARRATOR:" "( dramatic theme playing )" "Starring David Janssen as Dr. Richard Kimble." "An innocent victim of blind justice, falsely convicted for the murder of his wife, reprieved by fate when a train wreck freed him en route to the death house." "Freed him to hide in lonely desperation, to change his identity, to toil at many jobs." "Freed him to search for a one-armed man he saw leave the scene of the crime." "Freed him to run before the relentless pursuit of the police lieutenant obsessed with his capture." "ANNOUNCER:" "The guest stars in tonight's story:" "Donald Pleasence," "Carol Rossen," "Rex Thompson." "ANNOUNCER:" "( mellow theme playing )" "( violin music playing faintly )" "( violin music continues )" "No, no, no, i-it's dull." "Dull, dull." "Geoffrey, you're tired." "You've put in almost six hours." "No, it-- It's this fiddle." "It's lifeless." "It even puts the canary to sleep." "Another critic." "It's funny, you know, Ellen, the difference an instrument makes." "I've played that Beethoven concerto since I was 10." "Hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of times." "Uh, it bores me." "But this Stradivarius in my hand, it's like brand-new music again." "( doorbell rings )" "Is Max expecting anyone this late?" "I shouldn't think so." "Well." "I'll see." "( dramatic theme playing )" "NARRATOR:" "The life of an artist is a restless, lonely life, without peace." "Like a man pursued finding release and rest only when he has created something of beauty." "But then, after that, he is forced into flight again, and he moves once more into the unknown, searching." "For Richard Kimble, a fugitive, there is also only pursuit and a lonely searching." "Moments of beauty, even moments of rest, are rare." "Because, for him, as for the artist, to stand still is to die." "Mr. Pfeiffer will see you now." "Who was that?" "Someone about a job for a chauffeur." "This hour, and dressed like that?" "Max will have a fit." "Well, he seemed rather nice to me." "Uh, Geoffrey, you'd better get some rest before dinner." "As soon as I feed my canary." "You know, that's one thing critics always forget:" "Without artists, they don't eat." "Ellen!" "What?" "I'm sorry, Geoffrey." "I can't understand it." "It was perfectly all right earlier." "While I was practicing, it sang so loudly," "Max flew into a rage." "I-I guess I do need that rest, Ellen." "I am tired." "I don't hire people out of the blue, Mr. uh, Carter." "Surely, it isn't unreasonable to ask for some kind of a reference." "I know cars." "It's a job I can handle." "It isn't just a job." "It's a responsibility." "Have you any idea whom you'd be working for?" "Well, I thought I'd be you, Mr. Pfeiffer." "You'd be working for Geoffrey Martin." "You know who that is, of course?" "I'm sorry." "I don't." "MAX:" "One of the world's greatest violinists." "A master at the age of 15." "Working for Geoffrey, attending to his needs, affording him companionship isn't just a job for somebody off the streets." "I'm afraid you simply won't do, Mr. Carter." "I'm sorry I've taken up so much of your time." "Will you forgive me if I don't show you to the door?" "Do you trust me alone that far?" "I want him to have the job, Max." "We need a chauffeur badly." "I'm afraid Carter just isn't suitable, Geoffrey." "Please, Maxim." "Do hire him." "Why this sudden insistence?" "I want to go into the city." "You'll be way too busy getting ready for the concert." "So will Ellen." "What's special about the city?" "I'd like another canary." "( chuckles ):" "Another canary?" "Mine died a little while ago." "Oh, Geoffrey, I'm sorry." "I had no idea." "What happened?" "I don't know." "It must have been sick." "Mr. Carter could drive me in for another one tomorrow." "Well, not tomorrow." "We'll be working all day." "The day after, then." "The day of the concert?" "Please, Maxim." "Oh, very well, if it'll make you feel better." "Ask Ellen to show Mr. Carter to his rooms." "Thank you, Max." "Come along, Mr. Carter." "I'm Geoffrey Martin." "Frank Carter." "Thanks for helping me out in there." "I was really being selfish." "It's a big house." "One hates it here being alone so much." "Oh, Ellen." "Mr. Carter got the job." "Oh." "Miss Ellen Harned." "How do you do." "How do you do." "What's that?" "It's the canary." "I thought I'd bury it in the woods." "Oh." "Max asked if you'd show Mr. Carter to his rooms." "Of course." "I do hope you'll like it here." "Thank you." "You a member of the family?" "Me?" "No, no." "I'm, uh, a secretary of sorts." "I-- There is no family." "Just Max, Geoffrey, and as of four months ago, me." "How big a staff?" "Just one woman who comes in to cook." "I think you saw her." "Well, we haven't gotten around to hiring anyone else." "Just gypsies, camping out." "( mellow theme playing )" "Some camp." "Loaned to us by a grateful patron of the arts, currently attending the Salzburg Festival." "We never stay put because of Geoff's heavy concert schedule." "Tell me about Mr. Pfeiffer." "Max?" "Well, he's Geoff's violin coach, and business manager, and personal manager, and guardian, and you name it." "Now, this is your apartment." "Oh, when do you want to go back into the city to pick up your bags and things?" "I don't have any." "Down on your luck?" "Way down." "Well, you'll need uniforms." "Dark suits will do." "Tomorrow we'll drive in and pick up whatever you need." "Thank you." "( violin music playing )" "One and two, one and two." "One and two, one and two." "One and two, one and two." "One and two, one and two." "One and two, one and two." "Now, we'll get Max's blessings on your new wardrobe." "MAX:" "No, no, no, no, no!" "No, no, no!" "Lazy, lazy, lazy!" "Mushy, sentimental bowing." "How many times must I tell you, "attack"?" "Each phrase must be attacked." "With strength!" "With power!" "I really am tired, Max." "Terribly tired." "Tomorrow night in that concert hall people aren't going to care whether you're tired or not." "Max, I have an idea." "What is it?" "I just thought Geoff might enjoy using the Stradivarius." "I think I would like that, Max." "Very well, if you think it'll help." "( suspenseful theme playing )" "Geoff!" "Max, how did that happen?" "How did it happen, Geoffrey?" "I don't know." "How did it happen?" "I don't know!" "I think you do." "Max, this is preposterous." "The violin means more to the boy" "Shut up." "The alibis about headaches, the pretended illnesses, excuses to avoid practice." "I've suffered all these with patience." "But this-- This is insane, Geoffrey!" "What is going to make you stop?" "What?" "!" "ELLEN:" "Max!" "What is going to make you--?" "Let go." "Let go." "Let go." "You might have hurt him." "You don't deserve the gift God gave you." "( sad theme playing )" "( sobbing )" "Shh." "Are you all right?" "I didn't do it." "Of course you didn't." "Geoffrey, the violin can be easily fixed." "The neck just needs to be reset and glued." "I really didn't do it, Ellen." "Don't think about it, Geoffrey." "Now, you go to your room." "You need some rest." "Go on, Geoffrey." "Welcome to our happy home." "I hope you" "What is it?" "A brass button from his jacket." "Whose?" "Who do you think?" "( dramatic theme playing )" "( somber theme playing )" "Oh, Carter, I shall be picking up the Stradivarius this morning." "I-I'll be at the concert agency the rest of the time." "Yes, sir." "Geoffrey's still asleep." "He's to remain quiet all day." "He, uh, wanted a new bird." "Oh, yes, well, that will have to wait." "He needs all the rest he can get before the concert tonight." "Yes, sir." "( door opens, closes )" "ELLEN:" "Carter." "I found Max's jacket." "He killed that bird, Carter." "First this, yesterday the violin, and every day, Max working him into a state of exhaustion." "He's trying to destroy him." "Why?" "I don't know why." "But I know it's happening and I'm sure of it." "Carter, when you go into the city this afternoon," "I wish you'd" "Max left orders that Geoff's not to go out of the house." "You can't do that." "Max won't find out." "I mean, he'll be gone all day." "Please, Geoffrey has been through enough already." "He's been hurt enough." "I'll get the car." "Thank you." "Mr. Carter, how are we going to explain to Max about the new bird?" "We'll just tell him I drove into town for it." "Of course." "And it really isn't a lie, is it?" "I mean, after all, you did actually drive into town." "How long have you known Max?" "Well, uh, when I was 9," "Max heard me play, and he went backstage and asked Mum and Dad if he could take over my musical training." "He even advanced them a lot of money." "But Max made it a condition they weren't to interfere in any way." "Why not?" "Well, Max likes things his way, and I think Mum and Dad embarrassed him." "They're not cultured." "You must miss them." "A boy, 15." "Oh, I'm not 15." "I'm 17." "I'm small so I can get away with it." "Whose idea was that?" "Max's." "Everything is Max's idea." "But in three weeks I'm going to be 18." "Do you know what?" "I'm sorry, what?" "I'm going to stop giving concerts for at least four years." "Have you told Max?" "Oh, he was very angry." "There's nothing he can do about it." "When I'm 18, Max's contract ends." "And that's only a few weeks off." "What do you think he'll do?" "Oh, he'll get along famously." "Max has got a remarkable musical intelligence, and enormous drive." "He might have been a fine violinist himself, but, uh..." "Well, they tell me he drank." "It ruined his career, so he turned to coaching." "He is a brilliant teacher." "Is he still drinking?" "He hasn't had a drop for a long time now." "Not for six months." "I suppose it's been a terrible struggle for him." "I admire him for that." "How do you think the neck came off the violin?" "I don't know." "Necks are glued on." "Glue doesn't last forever." "Could, uh, Max...?" "You mean, break it?" "N-no, no, no." "I-it's unthinkable." "Why would he?" "Can you think of any reason?" "No." "Max can be very...strict sometimes." "When he drank, he could be terribly cruel." "But that's all over." "He's not like that anymore." "( pastoral theme playing )" "I hope he likes music." "The last one was a dreadful critic." "I'll put him in here where he can have some light." "( loud bang )" "I ordered him to take me, Maxim." "Actually, Mr. Pfeiffer, it's my fault." "I'm not interested in Geoffrey's excuses, Carter." "Give me that, please." "Go into the library, Geoffrey." "I want you to know this, Carter, for the future." "Genius carries with it its own responsibility." "It's a terrible burden, and he is still a child." "Indulgence only makes it easier for him to lay down that burden." "And that I won't tolerate." "I tried to reason with him, but he wouldn't listen to me." "What is he gonna do with that boy?" "I don't know." "I don't know." "MAX:" "I don't want to hear any excuses!" "Every time you do something like this you've got excuses." "GEOFF:" "I'm sorry, Max." "I told you." "MAX:" "I don't want to hear that you're sorry." "It's all my fault." "I made you take him." "( dramatic theme playing )" "Geoffrey, are you all right?" "What's he done to you?" "What happened to your hand?" "He hit it with the paperweight." "I'm sure he didn't mean to do it." "He was just angry and banging it on the table." "An accident." "What about the concert?" "Can you do this?" "It's numb." "KIMBLE:" "No broken bones." "Put some ice on it." "Is there something to use as a pack?" "There's one in-- In Max's bathroom." "Geoffrey..." "Will you be all right for a little while?" "There's something I want to do." "( dialing phone )" "Uh, this is 17 Vernal Road." "Would you please send a policeman over here immediately?" "Yes, my name is Ellen Harned." "Well, I'd rather not say right now." "I-I can't speak freely." "Couldn't I explain it to you when you send the policeman over?" "Yes, I'd appreciate that." "It's urgent." "Thank you." "( hangs up phone )" "( ominous theme playing )" "Miss Harned?" "Yes." "I'm Sergeant Lyman." "How do you do, sergeant." "We got your call." "Yes, I'm very glad that you were able to get here so quickly, because I-I'm very disturbed." "I think this young man's in an enormous amount of danger." "Mr. Pfeiffer is getting dressed upstairs for the concert." "We can talk in here." "Carter." "This is Sergeant Lyman." "Frank Carter, our chauffeur." "Perhaps he can help me explain it to you." "The young lady seems all excited about this youngster being in some kind of danger." "How about it?" "Well, I'm not sure." "I" "Not sure?" "Either he's in danger or he isn't." "Has something happened, Ellen?" "I saw the car." "Geoffrey, these gentlemen would like to ask you a few questions." "Sure." "What's your full name, son?" "Geoffrey Tilston Martin, sir." "He's a concert violinist." "Geoffrey, how has Mr. Pfeiffer mistreated you?" "Well, I-- I don't know that he has." "Geoffrey, the canary." "He killed the boy's canary." "We can't prove that, Ellen." "It might have been sick." "Maybe you should have called the Humane Society." "He broke Geoffrey's violin and-- And hurt the boy's hand." "I'm sure it was an accident." "Geoffrey, why are you defending him?" "He struck the boy's hand with a paperweight." "Could have broken a bone." "Carter will tell you exactly the same thing." "Well, Carter, is it true?" "Well, that's what the boy said." "GEOFF:" "It was an accident." "That's all there was to it." "An accident." "Why are you doing this?" "MAX:" "Geoffrey." "Geoffrey." "Don't tell him who called for you." "Geoffrey!" "I don't care if he knows, Geoffrey." "He'll fire you." "You'll have to go away." "And is that why you are afraid to tell the officers the truth?" "Can't you see?" "The boy's afraid of being left alone." "But I have told the truth." "MAX:" "Geoffrey." "I'm coming." "Ellen, is something wrong?" "Uh, Max, the officers heard we were staying here and they very nicely stopped by for my autograph." "Yes, very nice." "Uh, well, you'll have to excuse us now, I'm afraid." "Geoffrey has to change for the concert tonight." "Come along." "I must say the kid thinks fast on his feet." "Yes, I, uh, feel like such a fool having bothered you." "It's no bother." "Goodbye." "So long, Carter." "( dramatic theme playing )" "Frank Carter." "Ring any bells?" "Carter?" "No." "( engine starting )" "Are you sure you brought those pickup reels?" "Yes, sir." "We always hold the postmortems the morning after the concert." "( indistinct conversation )" "Oh, uh, there are tickets for you and Ellen at the box office, Carter." "Thank you." "There's a reception at the British Consul's house afterwards." "We shall be going over there with them, but you can drive over and wait for us there." "Where?" "In the kitchen?" "But you might be hours." "Oh, come on, Geoffrey." "Geoffrey, there's nothing to worry about." "It just isn't fair." "While we're celebrating," "Ellen and Mr. Carter will have nothing to do." "Geoffrey, please." "No, no, I want you to have some excitement too." "No waiting around the concert hall, no sitting with servants at that dismal party, no going back to that awful, gloomy house." "Mr. Carter, after the concert, you take Ellen out for dinner and dancing, please." "Oh, that isn't necessary, Geoff." "No, I insist." "Stay out all night if you want." "Really have fun." "Go on, Carter." "Take it." "Geoff's in one of his expensive moods." "Thank you." "Good luck, Geoffrey." "Thank you." "( orchestra warming up faintly )" "Is he in the habit of carrying $50 bills around in his pocket?" "I'm sure he didn't mean to give you so much." "He probably didn't look." "I think he meant to." "I think he wants us to go out tonight, and stay out." "What are you talking about?" "He said Max hit his hand with a paperweight." "Whether it was an accident or on purpose isn't important." "The important thing is that, uh, the skin wasn't broken." "No swelling." "Are you suggesting that Geoffrey lied?" "I took a good look at that jacket." "I think the button was cut off." "I suppose you also think that Geoffrey broke off the neck of his violin." "Yes, I do." "Why?" "Well, that part, uh, doesn't make sense." "I know he wants to be free of Max, but contractually he'll be free of Max in three weeks." "What do you mean three weeks?" "( faint applause )" "His contract with Max, it's up in three weeks." "His contract with Max is not up until he's 21." "Are you sure?" "Well, I-I-I-I think so." "I" "Max said something like that once." "Come on." "( orchestra music playing )" "What are you doing?" "Is that contract in the house?" "Yes, in Max's file i-in the library." "That's where we're going." "Get in." "( engine starting )" "GEOFF:" "* Deedle, deedle Dum, dum, dum *" "* Dum, dum, dum Dum, dum *" "* Deedle, deedle Dum, dum, dum *" "* Dum, dum, dum Da, da *" "* Dee, da, dum, dum Da-da-da *" "* Dee, da, dum, dum... *" "You're in good spirits tonight." "You know, I feel rather the way I did when I was 10 and making my debut in London." "British Consul." "Oh, it's as if, beginning tomorrow, a whole new life is going to open up for me." "( knocking on door )" "Don't bother, Maxim, I'll see." "Here it is." "Oh, thank you." "Here's your change." "No, no, no." "Mr. Pfeiffer wants you to keep that." "For your trouble." "Oh, yeah?" "Well, tell him thanks a lot, will you?" "Look, Max." "Someone brought you a present." "Oh, how very kind." "From whom?" "I don't know." "The management, I suspect." "Max, look." "Antipasto, caviar, uh" "I'm sure they didn't mean to." "Send it back." "And offend them?" "Send it back." "I'll keep it and throw it away later." "What are you doing, Geoffrey?" "Oh." "Just a little to see what it tastes like." "I'm not really 15, Max." "Remember?" "Do you want to ruin your career too?" "My dear Maxim, liquor didn't ruin your career." "You were never more than a second-rate fiddler at best, and you only drank because you knew it." "( knocking on door )" "Come in." "You ready, Mr. Martin?" "Yes, thank you." "You took something from me, Max." "I'm taking it back." "What are you talking about?" "My freedom." "You haven't any freedom." "You lost it when you were given the great gift of genius." "Can't you understand that?" "I want it back, Max." "And I shall have it." "I shall see you downstairs, Geoffrey." "You're right." "He isn't free of Max until he's 21." "I have a feeling that Geoff isn't going to wait that long." "I don't believe that." "I don't believe one word of that." "Is there a gun in this house?" "What?" "Is there a gun in this house?" "Max has a gun." "Where is it?" "Now, come on." "Where is it?" "It's in the top drawer of the-- Of the desk." "And it's still here." "( dramatic theme playing )" "( dialing phone )" "Calling the police?" "No, the concert hall." "I've got to warn Max." "But if you're so sure, why don't you call the police?" "( distant applause )" "( phone ringing )" "Hello." "It's Geoff." "Hello." "We'd better get to the hall." "The concert'll be over by the time we get there." "That's what I'm afraid of." "Hello?" "( ominous theme playing )" "MAN:" "Can I help you?" "Is Geoffrey Martin still here?" "No, no, he's gone." "Fellow I relieved said he took sick and went on home." "Did you see him leave?" "No, I just come on duty." "MAN:" "Told you he was gone." "The watchman said they went home." "You go to the party just in case." "I'll catch a cab back to the house." "( car engine starts )" "Here, Maxim, I've poured you another." "When Yehudi Menuhin was barely 16 years old at the performance of the concerto conducted by the master" "By Sir El-- Sir Edward Elgar himself." "He told Menuhin," ""Never in your life will you play better." "Never with more attack."" "Now, that's what I say to you, Geoffrey." "You're all the violinist you will ever be," "Geoffrey." "( tires screeching faintly )" "You have already surpassed them all." "( doorbell ringing )" "How did it go tonight, Geoffrey?" "I heard the applause." "Was it another triumph?" "( doorbell rings )" "Sergeant Lyman." "What are you doing here?" "Good evening, Geoffrey, is your chauffeur around?" "Carter?" "What do you want with him?" "Just wanna talk to him." "Well?" "He isn't here." "He's out celebrating with Miss Harned." "MAX:" "You used your bow like a weapon, Geoffrey, to attack." "Oh, good evening, officer." "Come in." "Have a drink." "It seems Carter isn't the only one celebrating." "Any idea where he went?" "No, but I'll tell him you called." "As a matter of fact, don't bother him." "Don't even mention it to him." "Is it something serious?" "No, no, just a-- Just a personal matter." "MAX:" "Geoffrey!" "Geoffrey!" "Need some help with him?" "No, we'll be all right." "I-I'm used to it." "( ominous theme playing )" "Good night, Geoff." "I'd get him to bed if I were you." "Thank you." "You're sure you don't want to leave a message for Mr. Carter?" "I'll run into him." "Good night." "Good night." "LYMAN:" "Let's pull the car around in back." "If Carter is Kimble, there's no sense waving a red flag at him." "OFFICER:" "Right." "( car doors open, close )" "( engine starting )" "We won't fail, Geoff." "We won't fail." "Not the three of us together." "You and me and-- And the violin." "Go on upstairs, Max." "You're disgustingly drunk." "Wh-why are you pushing--?" "( ominous theme playing )" "I said, go on upstairs, Max." "What are you trying--?" "What are you trying to do?" "I told you, Max." "I'm going to have my freedom." "Geoffrey... ( stuttering ) ...my gun..." "Go on." "Are you playing games?" "No, no, no games." "( ominous theme swells )" "Just look at the terrible mess you made of my room in your drunken rage, Max." "I..." "It was lucky for me you dropped the gun when you tripped over a chair." "Why, when you tried to choke me you were terribly close." "I shot at point-blank range." "Max, no." "Carter will believe me." "He'll testify on my behalf, so will Ellen." "Max, listen to me." "Listen to me." "Carter and Ellen like me." "They pity me." "They know how you've mistreated me." "Max, do you hear me?" "Everyone, everyone will believe I had to shoot in fear." "Shoot?" "In self-defense." "Max?" "Listen to me." "Please listen to me." "I'm going to be free." "I'm going to be free." "Free." "Please listen to me." "( footsteps approaching )" "KIMBLE:" "Geoffrey." "Don't come any closer or I'll shoot." "I know you've got this all figured out, but you can't explain shooting me." "I'll say, um" "I'll say that you tried to help save me from Max and, um" " And he shot you." "Yes, no, that." "And then I-I ra-- I ran away to call the police." "It's even better." "Max'll be tried for your murder." "Ellen will testify against him." "Others will, and I'll watch Max die a hundred deaths in court." "That way he'll know it's happening." "I'll shoot." "I will." "You shoot me and Max becomes a hero." "I'm wanted by the police all over the country, even here." "You shoot me, and Max wins." "I'm already under a death sentence." "That's why Sergeant Lyman" "I'll have to shoot you now anyway." "And shoot him." "They'll believe me." "I" " I-I'll shoot him and you..." "Geoff, Ellen knows too." "She'll testify against you." "Ellen knows?" "Yes." "( stirring theme playing )" "( gunshots )" "( gunshot )" "You all right?" "I-I only wanted to be free." "That's all I ever wanted." "Just that." "That's all." "Just that." "Only that." "Only that." "That's all." "Just that." "Just to be free, free, free." "( dramatic theme playing )" "( melancholy theme playing )" "What will happen to him?" "It's up to the doctors." "As far as we're concerned, there's no law against a man shooting up his own violin." "Unless someone else has a complaint." "I'll" "I'll take him home to England soon as he's well enough." "Max?" "Where's Max?" "I can't play the concert tonight without Maxim." "You see, he doesn't really have anybody else, does he?" "Yeah?" "No sign of Kimble anywhere, sergeant." "Well, keep looking." "Do you suppose you'll find him?" "I hope so." "Is he so dangerous?" "He's desperate." "That makes a man dangerous." "I suppose so." "( door closes )" "NARRATOR:" "Some men can never be free." "From birth they are their own jailers." "They are their own prisons." "They are trapped by their own talents." "For Richard Kimble, a fugitive,freedom is flight, for flight brings hope and with hope, there is always a tomorrow." "( dramatic theme playing )"