The Fugitive (1963–1967): Season 2, Episode 22 - Moon Child - full transcript

Boxes of shells
on the front seat.

Help yourselves.

Now, men, Mrs.
Mercer thinks that her girl

may still be in there
so, uh... There he is!

Randy!

You fool, give me that
thing. What are you doing?

Easy, Randy, that
might have been the girl.

Now, listen to me, all of you.

Before I deputized you
I told you no shooting.

Now, we don't know
who's in there if anybody is,

but the next man
who pulls the trigger



without my permission
is going to get arrested.

Now, you just hold on to that.

Joanne... is there a basement?

Yeah, sure, come
on, I'll show you.

A QM Production.

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.

The guest star
in tonight's story:

Murray Hamilton,

And special guest
star June Harding.

Enter a town for the first
time and if you're a fugitive,

you will try to determine
where the danger is.

Most often, it will
come from the police.

But not always.

Not always.

Afternoon.

Hi.

Cold outside.

Yeah.

What'll it be?

Uh... give me a cup
of coffee and, uh,

I guess a bowl of that chili.

You want cream with that coffee?

No, just black.

See you later, Benny.

You, uh, want a
roll or crackers?

Just some crackers.

Chili's homemade.

You, um... You from
around here someplace?

No, I'm just passing through.

Hello, Randy.

Mel get here yet?

You don't see him, do you?

You want some more crackers?

No, I have plenty, thanks.

Boys.

How are you, George?
How's the coffee?

Hot and black.

Thanks for the chili.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

I'm sorry, but we're
going to have to ask you

a few questions
if you don't mind.

What about?

George.

About who you are,
where you're from,

where you're going,
things like that.

Would you care to sit down?

No, thank you.

Are you policemen?

No.

None of us are.

We're simply citizens

with a problem
we're trying to solve.

We're hoping you can help us.

Maybe we better sit
down in the back here, hm?

Come on in, Whitey.

Now, uh, first of all,
may we have your name?

Uh, Bill Martin.

From?

Uh, a lot of places.

Portland, Oregon
not too long ago.

How long ago?

About three weeks, I guess.

You guess?

The, uh, date, Mr. Martin.

There's a calendar
on the wall over there.

Sunday, the 5th.

Oh, thank you for
the ride, Johnny.

Going bowling
later on, aren't you?

Yeah, wouldn't miss it. We
win our championship tonight.

Car two. Come in, car two.

Car two. Go ahead.

The sheriff still
with you? Over.

Sheriff!

This is the sheriff. What now?

Mel Starling and his friends

are in Mangus' place again.

They got the blinds down.

You want me to put
car one on it? Over.

No, no, no, no.

I'll handle it. Over and out.

Sometime last night.

That could be.

There's a night freight
comes through here

every other day.

All right.

That takes us through the 23rd.

You're doing fine, Mr. Martin.

Glad to hear it.

How about where he
got that windbreaker?

Yes, the, uh...
The man we're after

was described as, uh,

wearing a jacket similar
to the one you have.

Well, there must be
thousands of these.

Now, I-I bought this in a town
about 200 miles from here.

Oakmont.

The store had a man's name.

A man's name?

Like what?

Fred? Al?

Italian, uh...

Leonardi, that's it.

Uh, you said you
were looking for a man.

Why?

There's a killer
loose, that's why.

He strangled my wife.

His wife was killed
six weeks ago.

Since then, another young woman.

She happened to be my daughter.

I'm sorry.

The, uh... The
strangler uses a...

A piece of plastic clothesline.

I'm sure you understand

our unusual concern
with strangers.

Mr. Martin's not
the man we're after.

Just wait a minute.

I got a couple of questions.

I'm the last one who got a
look at the killer, remember?

How can you recognize anybody?

You're stone cold sober.

What are you saying?

That you drink too much, Randy,

that's what he's saying.

The sheriff's headed
this way in a hurry.

All right, get it over with

and let him be on his way.

Why? Just because
the sheriff's coming?

The sheriff doesn't much
appreciate our help, Randy.

Okay. All right.

This is a good time to
get him off our backs then.

This guy ain't done nothing.

Let him question him, take...

Take fingerprints or
whatever he wants.

Do you mind answering all
the same questions again?

Here he is.

Go get him, Johnny!

Hey, you got a
permit for that gun?

Oh, sure I have,
sheriff. You know that.

Now, I warned you people

what would happen
if you pulled this

vigilante business
one more time.

"Vigilante"?

You've lost me, sheriff.

I'd like to lose
you, Mr. Starling.

Sheriff, he's out of
sight. He got away.

Johnny, get on a car radio,

ask the highway patrol to see

if they can throw
a roadblock over

both ends of town, all right?

We may get lucky.

Now, maybe you people
scared him enough

he'll try and get out
of town before dark.

George, did he
handle anything here?

Did he touch any coffee
cups, plates, anything?

Yeah, he handled this bowl...

Now, don't touch that!

George, give me
a tray, will you?

Sure.

Whose coat is this?

That's mine, sheriff.

Here.

You gonna use scientific
methods, sheriff?

Now, look. This fellow
may have convinced you

he's not the man
we're all looking for,

but he ran.

I'd like to know from what.

From what besides this
group of law-abiding citizens.

Joanne?

Joanne, you come
out of there this minute,

do you hear me?

Men, Mrs. Mercer says
that she spotted a stranger

going into one of the abandoned
factory buildings and, well,

her daughter is missing too.

She thinks she may
be in there with him.

The kid plays in there a lot.

I need about a dozen
men I can deputize.

Hey, sheriff,

you didn't want our help before

so you can do without it now.

Is that clear, sheriff?

Now, what the devil's
happened to you people?

Ever since that factory closed
down you've been behaving like

a bunch of stupid children!

You claim you can't afford
your own police force,

you dump all your
problems in my lap,

and then you try to
make my job impossible.

All right, all right.

I'll try and do the job
alone, the best I can.

Let me tell you people,

you men are turning
this town into a jungle.

Hello, Sheriff Mack here.

Yes, Johnny.

Yes.

Oh, they did?

Yes. Yes, it does.

Yes, it makes a great
deal of difference.

Johnny, get down here
as soon as you can.

Now, the lab has identified
your stranger's fingerprints.

His name is Kimble.
He's a fugitive.

He's been tried, found
guilty and sentenced to die

for strangling his wife.

Hold still.

Don't move, the whole
ceiling will collapse.

Now, hold on with your hands

and lower yourself
down on this box.

No.

Come on, it's the
only way to get down.

Now, do as I tell you. Come on.

Hold on with your hands.

That's it.

Are you all right?

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Um...

You scared me.

I thought you
might hurt yourself.

I come here all the time.

I never hurt myself.

Well, there's a first
time for everything.

What are you doing here?

Well, I was about to
ask you the same thing.

You were?

Well, I asked you first.

Oh.

Exploring.

I've done that.

It's very interesting.

I'm hiding.

Really?

From my mother.

I haven't had to do
that in quite a while,

but she bugs me
sometimes, you know?

Here.

Here, uh, don't...
Don't do that.

I've got something in my eye.

I'll get it.

Boxes of shells
on the front seat.

Help yourselves.

Now, men, Mrs.
Mercer thinks that her girl

may still be in there so, uh...

Here, it's all right now.

Thank you.

I'm Joanne.

Joanne.

This is a pretty
dangerous place for you.

Your mother's probably
worried about you.

She talks so mean
to me sometimes.

There he is!

Randy!

You fool, give me that
thing. What are you doing?

Easy, Randy, it might
have been the girl.

Now, listen to me, all of you.

Before I deputized you,
I told you no shooting.

Now, we don't know
who's in there if anybody is.

Now, the next man who pulls
a trigger without my permission

is going to get arrested.

Now, you. Just hold on to that.

Joanne... is there a basement?

Yeah, sure, come
on, I'll show you.

This is exciting.

Come on.

The basements, they all connect.

You all right?

Yeah.

Okay.

You promise never to tell?

Yeah, I promise.

Oh, hello, Mr. Duffield.

My, it's cold today, isn't it?

Sure is.

Here, I'll take those
heavy things for you.

Where's Mrs. Mercer?

Oh, she's a little late today.

But it's all right,

we've already
started without her.

When I pay out good
money for art lessons

I expect the teacher
to be on time.

Time she gets here,
half the class will be over.

Here now.

I'll set these heavy
things up for you.

I don't know why I do this.

Honestly, I think
it's a waste of time.

However...

Here, I'll let you
finish it, Mr. Duffield.

Nobody in the world knows
how to get from the pipe to here.

That's my secret tunnel.

My brother helped me dig
it out, but he's a soldier now.

Where are we?

My house.

You live here?

Not here, silly.

Upstairs.

I don't know why I do this.

Why, Mr. Duffield, I think...

My mama's an art lady.

She teaches people
to draw and paint stuff.

They're not very good.

We have to be quiet, Joanne.

I don't want them
to find us either.

Okay.

You wait here and
I'll be back in a while.

I have to go upstairs and
get cleaned up for supper

or my mama will flip again.

Don't do anything I wouldn't do.

Joanne.

Hi, Mama.

Oh, my baby.

I've been so worried about you.

Where have you been?

In the cellar.

In the cellar.

How many times have I
told you not to go down there?

Good afternoon, Mrs. Mercer.

Don't you worry
about being late, now.

I've taken care of everything.

Thank you so much.

Hello there, young lady.

Joanne, you go get cleaned up.

I was just going to.

I'll be right in.

We have to work a little bit

on those draperies,
Mr. Duffield.

It's the fruit that's important.

Yes, but it's...

It's the draperies
that set it off.

Mister?

Hey, mister?

Right here, Joanne.

No!

Shh!

Joanne, Joanne, Joanne.

Please.

Now, please, don't...

Now, don't... Don't
fight me, please.

Now, we have to be quiet

or they'll know we're down here.

Now, I'm sorry I scared you.

But I had to be careful.

Now, I'll let go of your mouth

if you'll promise me
you'll be quiet, all right?

Mm-hm.

All right.

Look. Look.

My sandwich.

I'm sorry.

I made it myself.

It's all right.

Look what you made me do!

Now, please.

Now, please, be quiet.

Now, if they know
we're down here,

they'll know there's
another entrance

and they'll find
your secret tunnel.

Now, you don't want
them to do that, do you?

Uh-uh. No.

So now you've gotta
promise to be quiet, all right?

You promise? Mm-hm.

All right.

I hate you.

I hope they get you.

Joanne, don't
say that. You're...

You're my only friend.

Okay, then why were you hiding?

Well, I told you. I
wasn't sure it was you.

Well, look what you did.

Well, I was scared.

That's why I hid. I was scared.

Now, you can understand that.

Yeah.

Why were they chasing you?

Well, they say I
did something bad.

They're wrong, but
that's what they say,

so that's why
they're chasing me.

They say that
about me all the time.

They do?

I bet I've done a lot worse
things than you have.

Do you lie to people?

Well, sometimes I have to.

Funny.

They always get after
me about telling lies

and then when I tell the truth,
they look at me just as funny

as if there was something wrong.

Well, there is supposed to
be something wrong with me.

I guess you know that.

I have what they
call a very low IQ.

Well, there's nothing
wrong with that.

How old are you, Joanne?

I'm 19. Nineteen.

I have a big body
and a little mind.

Well, you see,
when you have a...

A very low IQ, like I do,

you never have to
grow up or get married

or any of that silly stuff.

Well, I guess you're
right about that.

Sometimes growing
up isn't much fun.

Or get babies or
anything like that.

I hate them.

They just cry all the time

and you have to... You
have to carry them and...

And feed them
and stay up all night

and I just hate them.

I'm glad I don't
have to get any.

I'm really and truly glad.

I know what you mean, Joanne.

You hate babies too?

No, I don't hate
them, I like them.

And some day maybe
I'll have... a daughter

and she'll be a lot like you.

She'll be nice and...

share secrets with me and...

bring me pickles.

Hey. What?

You don't have to eat it.

Look, I gotta go
now, but I'll be back.

Now, you stay
here and I'll be back.

I promise.

Oh, Joanne, why are
you eating at this time?

You'll spoil your appetite.

No, I won't. I'm hungry.

I'll go. I'll see who it is.

Hi.

Hello, Joanne.

I didn't know you
were home, dear.

Sure I am.

How long you been here?

A long, long time.

Sheriff, Mr. Starling, I...

Oh, dear, I should have
called you, shouldn't I?

To let you know you didn't have
to worry about Joanne any more.

I'm terribly sorry,

but the art class
was waiting and I...

Uh, Mrs. Mercer, when
did she come home?

She didn't go out.

She was in the cellar and I...

I didn't think to look there.

Did you find your man?

Come in, come on in and
I'll... I'll make some coffee.

Why, thank you very much.

And Mrs. Mercer,
we didn't find the man.

Joanne... the sheriff has
something to show you.

What?

Oh, oh, Joanne,
we picked this up

in one of those
abandoned factory buildings.

You left it there,
didn't you, dear?

Oh, no.

Well, I mean, maybe
I did, but not today.

A long, long, time ago.

Joanne, you had it with
you when we talked today.

No, Mama.

Joanne.

No.

No, I lost it a long,
long time ago.

You want them to
think that I'm a liar.

I want you to tell the truth

because these
men are trying to...

No, you don't. You don't
even believe me when I do.

I don't even know
where they found this doll.

Well, maybe I threw it away.

I don't even want it any more.

Joanne, dear, we're sorry.

We made a mistake.

Of course you want your doll.

Here, now, you... You take it.

There's going to
be no more trouble.

You go up to your room and
have a nice rest before dinner.

I don't need a nice rest.

Oh, you don't have to sleep.

Just... Just read if you like.

I'll call you when
dinner's ready.

Okay?

Okay.

I'm sure she had
the doll this afternoon.

But does it really make
that much difference?

I mean, she's home safe now

and that's what really counts.

The man is wanted for
murder in the state of Indiana.

They're gonna send a, uh,

police officer up here
to help us find him.

If you thought she was
in the cellar all the time...

Well, that's what she told me.

Why don't we have a look?

Do you mind?

Of course not.

I'll get the key.

There's a...

A light at the
bottom of the stairs.

I'll make that
coffee I promised.

Thank you.

Now, wait right here.

I guess she was
down here all right.

She's here now,

watching from the
top of the stairs.

Let me talk to her.
I've got an idea.

You take it easy
on her, understand?

Joanne.

Come here.

Joanne, I have
something to show you.

I don't want the
sheriff to see it,

it might get you into
trouble, come on.

Come on.

Okay. What is it?

Over here.

You have to if you want to see.

Honestly, I think
you're a very nice girl.

I'm trying to help you.

Honestly.

Over here.

Now, who do you suppose
could have written that?

Joanne, was anyone
down here with you?

I wasn't a liar.

Joanne, there was someone here.

No.

No, how could there be?

If you wanted to hide me here,

and you were my friend,

you could probably
think of some way

to sneak me in while your mother

was having her art classes, huh?

I couldn't either.

Joanne, now, I'm terribly sorry.

You tried so hard to help him.

I promised him I'd come back.

I'm not a liar.

But he thinks you are.

He wouldn't even wait.

Oh, I hate him.

He even made me
lose the sandwich.

And called you silly.

Leave the child alone.

I hope they catch him!

Where, Joanne? Where did he go?

"Silly liar,"

that's a terrible
thing to call...

The buildings! The buildings!

He went to the buildings!

Joanne! Joanne, stop it!

Johnny, the girl
thinks that Kimble

may still be in the
building. Where's George?

He's right over there. George!

Never, never take up
with strangers, Joanne.

Now, I've told you
that again and again.

He was nice, Mama.

He was real, real nice.

Honey, he hurts other people.

He's killed girls like you.

No, he doesn't.

He helps them.

I almost fell and he helped me.

And when I cried,

he put his arms around
me just like you do.

Joanne... Well, he did.

And he said I was pretty.

He liked me.

Joanne, you don't
know how lucky you are.

Now, tell me, dear.

Did you tell
Mr. Starling everything?

I hate him.

I didn't tell him anything.

He made me tell.

Joanne, he was
frightened for you.

He knew the danger.

I know what.

He got scared again.

That's why my friend ran away.

He heard those men
come in and he got scared.

That's what.

It wasn't me that played
the trick, it was you, Mama.

You let those men
come into the basement.

He thought it was
me but it was you.

He got scared, that's what!

Joanne, I'm going upstairs
to get one of your pills

and you're going to
take it and go to bed.

Now, you sit down right there

and stay there.

I wasn't a liar.

Not to my friend.

I can prove it.

Mr. Starling made me tell.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

They made me tell.

No, I don't want
them to get him.

I don't want them to.

Mr. Starling, will
you have your man

turn the light on, please?

All right, John. Turn it on.

Johnny, bring four
or five men back here.

I want to talk to them.

George, I need somebody
to go around to the back

of the building and watch it.

Now, you and you...

Will you watch where
you point that thing.

Quick, just go around
to the back of the building

and watch the
windows, all right?

Right. Let's go, men, come on.

Joanne!

Hey, mister.

You all right?

Stop.

Think we got him, Jack.

Well, I guess it's all over now.

He was the bad one, not you.

That's right.

Did you write me a goodbye note?

No, I didn't.

Then they played a trick.

They made me tell
on you. I'm sorry.

Now, Joanne, don't be sorry.

You just remember that
you saved my life, all right?

I will.

Is there another
way out of here?

Yeah, come on. I'll show you.

Right through there.

Goodbye, Joanne.

Joanne?

Joanne?

I'm coming, Mama.

Looks like we almost killed
ourselves the wrong man.

Yeah, we almost did.

Johnny, drive Mrs. Mercer
and her daughter home,

would you, please? Yes, sir.

Sheriff, uh...

He did save Joanne's life.

Mrs. Mercer, he's a
fugitive from the law

and it's my duty to
bring him to justice.

That's every citizen's duty.

I'm going to need you.

I'd like you back here
early in the morning.

And bring your firearms.

In the morning? That's
seven, eight hours from now.

He'll be miles... Do what
the sheriff says, Randy.

He knows what he's doing.

Goodnight, sheriff.

Goodnight, Mr. Starling.

Now, bright and early.

And thank you.

The night is over,

the town that held a
gun to Kimble's head

is many miles behind,

already becoming part
of the dizzying procession

of towns through which
a fugitive must pass,

searching for the man
who can mean his salvation.