The Fugitive (1963–1967): Season 3, Episode 29 - In a Plain Paper Wrapper - full transcript

The 12 year old nephew of Dr. Kimble's girlfriend arrives to live with her and recognizes him. He hatches a plan with his neighborhood friends to catch him by purchasing a mail-order rifle.

He's coming, you guys. Come on.

All right, here we
go. Where is he?

Look out for the gun.

Come on, he's coming.

Hands up, mister.

What are you
doing with that gun?

We know who you
really are, Mr. Stoddard.

Yeah.

Just come forward real slow.

Real slow.

Yeah, come on.



Slow. Real slow.

Up. Up.

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 stars
in tonight's story:



Lois Nettleton, Michael Strong,

Kurt Russell, Pat Cardi.

Eddie.

Here's mine.

Five.

Twenty-two, 23. Here's 25.

Uh, two. We still need $2.75.

Why? Why?

Postage charge. Right there.

"For continental U.S., include
$2.75 for handling costs."

Two seventy-five?

Boy, that's gonna
foul up everything.

It took so long to get this.

Yeah.

That sure looks neat. - Yeah.

It won't look so neat if we
can't get the money for it.

A target may be paper,
an animal or a man.

To a gun, it makes
no difference.

Nor does it care who
pulls the trigger or why.

To Richard Kimble, a fugitive,

guns are a familiar enemy.

For he is always a target.

A target for which the
law has issued a mandate:

If necessary, shoot to kill.

Sure wish we had
that gun right now.

We could find something to do.

Morning, Stoddard.

Mr. Hoffman.

Get some ice, please.

Yes, sir.

Okay, Gary, now
you've got the key.

And just look around
the town a little bit.

You'll probably find
some kids your own age

and I'll be back as
soon as I get off work.

Okay? All right, Aunt Susan.

Okay, go ahead.

Hi.

Everything all right?

Yeah, all right. I guess.

If you don't mind having your
whole life turned upside down.

It can't be that bad.

Oh, no?

Susan, you're late.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hoffman.

I... I had to get a few
things squared away.

My nephew arrived last night.

How would you like it

if you suddenly had a
12-year-old delinquent

dumped in your lap?

I thought you
agreed to take him.

Yeah, well, what
I mean is this...

This, uh, social worker
just shows up with Gary.

He introduces us, a little yak,

and then he's gone.

And there I am standing
in the middle of the airport

with a kid I don't know
and he doesn't know me.

I said, "I'm your aunt."

He said, "I know.
The man told me."

That was it.

Practically his
last words to me.

Well, he looks like a nice kid.

Then why did his foster
parents turn him back

to the Child Welfare Bureau?

I give up.

Yeah. Well, I
guess they did too.

Hi. Hi.

Hey, can I try?

Get lost.

Hey, wait.

Wait a minute.

Hey, you're new
around here, aren't you?

Came to stay with my aunt.

She works down
there in that restaurant.

What's your name?

Gary Reed.

Let Gary use your
skateboard, Joe.

What? Let him have a ride.

You know how?

I guess so.

Hey, what's going on?

Two seventy-five,
that's all we need.

Hey, you wanna join our group?

Huh?

You can ride that
skateboard any time you want.

That's all right with me.

If you can pay
the initiation fee.

Initiation fee?

But I don't have any money.

Oh, it's not much.
You can get it.

Just 2.75.

Ask your aunt for it.

Hey, is she a waitress?

Yeah.

She probably makes
a lot of dough on tips.

She'll let you have it.

You see that street?

Hm?

Two blocks down,
there's a bakery.

Right behind it's a parking lot.

There's a garage
with brown doors.

Bring the money to us there.

Two seventy-five?

But I don't know if
she'll give me that much.

Sure she would.

Well, that's too bad.

We sure got a swinging
group, don't we guys?

Yeah. See you later.

See you around.

Hey, Sharon, like my new car?

Turned it in for my
old one, of course.

Yeah, of course. Of
course he had to...

Aunt Susan?

Gary! What...?

Can I ask you something?

Gary, what are you doing here?

I wanted to talk to you.

Well, Gary, look,
I'm... I'm terribly busy.

We open in less
than ten minutes.

Some other time, all right?

But it's important.

All right, all
right. What is it?

Well, it's about an allowance.

Susan.

Susan, will you get some
pretzel sticks from the back

and fill these bowls out there?

Oh, ye... Yes, Mr. Hoffman.

Look, Gary, I'm... I'm just...

Now, l-look, there are a lot
of things we gotta talk about.

An allowance is one of them,

and I promise that, uh, we'll...

We'll get it all
settled tonight.

But right now, I... I've
just got work to do, okay?

But...

Hey.

What was that noise, Stoddard?

I, uh, knocked over the,
uh, tray of silverware.

Those quarters. I
had them in a pile.

There's some missing. Maybe $3.

That kid that Sue
was talking to.

Did you see him take it?

Well, I think I
better talk to her.

Mr. Hoffman,

here's $3.

That was Sue's nephew?

You're kind of stuck
on her, ain't you?

Take the $3.

Three dollars is $3.

Thanks.

No kidding.

I know this guy.

Twenty-five.

He's some kind of
a criminal, I think.

Three bucks. Hey,
nice going, Gary.

Here, keep it for yourself.

You think I'm making it up.

One, two, three,
four... Well, I'm not.

I know that guy.
Five, six, seven, eight.

You're talking
about the bartender?

Forget it.

It's Bob Stoddard.

He's a good guy. Eighteen.

He was a doctor.

A doctor tending a bar?

Hey, Joe, can you get
a pen from your house?

And a stamp and envelope? Easy.

Good.

He got in a lot of
trouble. There's five.

Murdered somebody, I think.

You're out of your mind.

Hey, look, why don't you go

spend your quarter
someplace, okay?

Hurry it up, Joe.

All right. EDDIE:
So we got, five,

six, seven...

He used to help
coach Little League

back where I used to live.

Five, six, seven...

It was in all the papers.

Gary.

Hey, you guys know where
there's a library around here?

Tell him where the library is.

Yeah, three blocks
down on E Street.

One, two.

Three.

Two more bloody marys, Bob.

You look tired.

Oh, yeah, I was
up late last night

getting the kid settled.

What if I stop by
the delicatessen

and bring some
stuff by this evening?

Hey, that'd be great.

For one thing I don't look
forward to another night

of him and me just sitting
and staring at each other.

Did you try talking to him?

About what? Baseball?

I hate it.

The new math?

I even have trouble
totaling my tabs.

Here you go.

Anyhow, thanks.

For what?

You see?

Okay, so you were right.

Cost me my quarter
to get that made

because you guys
wouldn't believe me.

Hey, does Stoddard know you?

I mean Kimble?

I... I guess so.

He knows my aunt.

Okay, now listen.

There's this test you gotta pass

before you're really one of us.

You gotta prove
that you're, uh...

That you can keep a
secret. Can you do that?

Oh, sure.

Okay, now listen.

Two whole weeks

you don't tell anybody
who Stoddard really is.

Not anybody.

Can you do that?

Sure.

Just to show you
how much I trust you,

I'm giving you the job

of checking the
post office every day.

Uh, what for?

To pick up the
rifle when it comes.

Think you can handle it?

Yeah.

Don't forget it's a secret.

Here, you can mail the letter.

What's all this about
keeping it a secret?

Aren't you gonna
call the police?

You guys gonna spoil everything?

Come on, what's up? Yeah.

This Kimble, he's a
murderer, isn't he?

Yeah, so he's a murderer.

You guys kept bugging me

about what we're
gonna do with the gun.

Now I know.

We're gonna capture a murderer.

Come in. The door's open.

Oh, hey.

Hi. Come on in. Oh.

Now, where's Gary?
Oh, he's in the kitchen.

You didn't tell me you
were gonna buy out

the whole delicatessen.
The least I could do.

Uh, yeah, he, uh... I told
him somebody special

was coming to dinner so,
of course, he wanted to help.

Well, you tired?

Come on. Sit down.

Want a drink right now?

All right. I've just got wine.

That's all right. Okay?

Good.

There you are.

Thank you.

I think I'll have one too.

Cheers.

Yeah, it's good.

Mm.

Things any better with him?

Um, he's got a little
mean streak in him

just like my sister. His mother.

Did I ever tell you that I
never got along with my sister?

And his father, oh.

No, you never told me
anything about your family.

All I know about Gary
is that he's your nephew.

And his parents were
killed in an accident.

Well, you made the rules.

"Let's enjoy the moment,
not pry into the past."

Why don't you try to enjoy him?

Oh, it isn't easy.

You know, I-I've
been living alone

a long time and I guess
I've just gotten used to it.

But I come home,

you know, I've been
on my feet all day long.

I like to lie down,
turn on the radio,

listen to something
soft and relaxing.

So tonight I get home
he's got the TV blasting.

He's watching some show

where everybody's shooting
each other with death rays.

Heh. Why don't you
ask him to turn it off?

I did, so he sulked in
his room for an hour.

Besides, you know,
like with you and me,

he's gonna be
around all the time.

Well, it won't be that bad.

Ah, you just wait a week or two.

Hm.

Well, we'll probably
both be just as happy

if they decide to come
and take him away.

What do you mean take him away?

Oh, nothing. I'm just talking.

Well, you know how they can be.

Who? Social workers.

Well, I'd better go get him.

He's probably making
a mess in there.

Hey, Gar, come on out
and meet the company.

Gary, this is Mr. Bob Stoddard.

Bob, this is Gary.

How do you do?

Hey, you did a pretty good job.

Gary, come on, shake hands.

Don't be shy.

He doesn't have to shake hands.

Gary, you're being rude.

Gary...

Gary, you get
right back out there

and apologize to
Mr. Stoddard. No.

Well, then you're just gonna
have to do without your dinner

until you decide to start
acting like a gentleman.

I don't want any dinner.

You're gonna have to change
your attitude, young man.

Because you'll be seeing
a lot of Mr. Stoddard.

I don't know what came over him.

He seemed... I don't
know, scared of you.

Why?

I, uh... I think I'd better go.

It'll give you and Gary

a chance to get
better acquainted.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, I'm sorry, Bob.

You see what I mean?

It'll be all right. Say
good night to Gary.

Yeah, I will.

Good night.

Oh, I'm sorry, Aunt Susan.

Not bad, a quarter.

That's all I got from a
table of four yesterday.

Well, I'll tell you one
thing. If they come in again

one of them's liable to find
an ice cube down his back.

I'll pay for the ice cube.

That's getting to be
a bad habit of yours.

Covering my losses.

Like the $3 yesterday.

Hoffman told me about it.

It was Gary, wasn't it?

Look, it's probably just as
well that I found out about it.

I can get myself
prepared for the next time.

I don't think there'll
be a next time.

Are you kidding?

He's probably been doing
stuff like that for years.

My foster son, the thief.

Ah, he doesn't look
like a professional to me.

He'll probably return the money.

Maybe. But he's gonna
hear about it tonight.

You can bet on that.

Anyway, here it is.

Three bucks, right?

Tomorrow's Saturday?

All day.

That means Gary
and I have the day off.

What's on your mind?

Want him to help
you hold up a bank?

I thought I'd take
him to a movie.

Hey, that's a nice idea.

Probably be good for him.

Oh, but you shouldn't
be spending your money.

I'm $3 and 25 cents
richer, remember?

Oh. Oh, yeah, yeah, sure.

Well, as long as you're rich.

I'll tell him about it tonight.

Oh, you gotta get
him in early though.

That, uh... That
guy from the, um,

welfare bureau's coming by.

No problem.

Fine thing. He steals $3,

you use it to take
him to the movies.

Maybe crime does pay, huh?

Probably even buy
him a bag of popcorn.

Popcorn.

You see, Bob had...

Mr. Stoddard had the day off,

so he asked Gary if
he'd like to see a movie.

But they ought to
be back by now.

I hope you don't mind.

Mind? Ha.

I'm getting a free ride home.

You know, some people think

we like to stick our
nose into their affairs,

but, well, I suppose
that's why there is

a Child Welfare Bureau.

Oh, no, no, no.

I understand.

It's just for the
boy's protection.

Protection from his own aunt.

You know, you'd be surprised
how many kids need protection

from their own parents.

You know, I think
sometimes they're better off

with somebody like an aunt.

Thanks. I guess.

You... Oh.

There we are.

Thank you.

Of course, usually we try
to place the kids in homes

where they can have the benefit
of a full parental relationship.

I beg your pardon?

Well, there's a point of
view that a boy of Gary's age

needs a man around.

Somebody he can
look to as an example.

That kind of thing.

Uh, you... You called
it a "point of view."

Is that all it is?

Well, actually, it's an area
of concern in every case.

Since you're a blood
relation to the boy,

I don't think there'd
be any trouble.

Look, he has no place
else to go, has he?

Mm-mm. Not really.

Then I guess I'm stuck with him.

You could call it that.

Well, if you find that you
have too much trouble with him,

we can start looking
for another foster home.

So they can throw him out again?

What do you mean?

Like the last time.

I'm afraid the last
time was our fault.

It appeared to be a nice home.

But it turned out
they were only after

the monthly allowance
from the bureau.

And I don't think they
spent a penny of it on Gary.

Oh.

Oh, I... I thought... I know.

Oh, thank you.

Ah, here we are.

Gary.

Gary.

Well, sorry, I didn't
think they'd be this late.

Uh, would you
like a cup of coffee?

You know something?

I'd love it.

Oh, great.

I... I got the coffee
pot all set up, I think.

Yup.

Mm, good. Oh.

This, uh, Stoddard.
Gary like him?

Oh, I don't know.

Yeah. Yeah, I suppose so.

He, uh... He a friend of yours?

Oh, yeah, well, he's, uh...

W-Well, he's a very fine man.

Of course, I mean, we
haven't talked about...

I mean... What am I saying?

If he heard me, he'd...

Well, I don't know what he'd do.

Yeah. He's a little gun-shy?

Yeah.

Oh, there they are.

Ah, come in, come in.

Uh, Gary, you remember
Mr. Shaw. Hi, Gary.

Mr. Shaw, this is my
friend, Mr. Stoddard.

How do you do? Hello.

Aren't you gonna say hello? Hi.

Uh, Mr. Shaw is from
the social welfare office.

Mind if I ask Gary
a few questions?

Oh, sure. Sure.

Uh, Bob, I bet
you're hungry, huh?

Come on out in the kitchen.

How did it go?

Not too good.

Mr. Shaw says that, um...

Heh. Isn't it funny,
how if it's official,

you never ask their
first names? Huh.

He said, uh, Gary's doing fine.

But, well, never mind.
Want some coffee?

Anything go wrong?

No. No, not really.

What does that mean?

Nothing.

He... He just got me a
little scared, that's all.

You want something to eat?

Scared of what?

Well, he said
they think maybe...

Maybe Gary needs a father.

Or, you know, an
uncle or something.

Uh, Sue, when we
started seeing each other,

we both agreed we
wouldn't get too involved.

Who said I was
talking about you?

No, no, no.

Mr. Shaw just said that, uh,

one of the things that
worries the agency

is that a boy needs a
man around. That's all.

Uh, I'll fix you a sandwich.

No, thanks. No?

Is the agency, uh, worried?

He called it an area of concern.

I thought you said you wouldn't
mind if they did take him back.

Miss Cartwright?

Yeah. I've got to go now.

Oh, all right.

Ah, you never got your coffee.

Thanks anyway.

Nice meeting you.

Same here.

Oh, I'm going too.

All right.

See you tomorrow.

Mm-hm, okay.

Gary. Bye.

G-Gary, honey, uh, would
you mind getting the vegetables

out of the freezer?

Sure.

I, uh... I like what
I heard from Gary.

Keep it up, he needs you.

He needs me?

Mm-hm. Oh, by the way, uh,

your friend looks
like a nice guy.

Happy hunting.

Oh, thanks.

Hey, you guys, I got it!

I got it! Look!

Here, easy.

Wow.

Man.

It's a beauty.

Don't touch it.

Man, she's a beaut.

Oh, so fine.

Gee.

Look at the stock.

Eighteen seventy-five.

And ready for action.

Yeah. Not yet.

It's empty.

Hi.

Nice to see you again.

If you're looking
for Miss Cartwright,

she's, uh, in the back.
I'll get her if you like.

No, no, I was just going
by, thought I'd drop in.

Maybe have a few words with you.

Can I get you something?

I'll have a beer. Thanks.

How do you think, uh,
Gary's coming along?

Fine, I guess.

How did he like being
with you yesterday?

Well, didn't he tell you?

Oh, yeah, he said
he liked it a lot.

You know kids.

They'll tell you things
they think you want to hear.

Two of you get along?

Yeah, sure.

I'm glad.

Worked here long?

Couple of months.

Where did you
tend bar before this?

Uh, San Francisco.

A place on Geary Street.

Where on Geary Street?

Heh. It's my job.

Why me?

Because of your friendship
with Miss Cartwright.

You might be the next
closest person to the boy.

So we check you out.

I know it seems like prying,

but when a child's
welfare is at stake...

I understand.

You mind telling me where
you were born, Mr. Stoddard?

We might as
well start with that.

Uh, Arizona, Phoenix.

Mm. Arizona.

Robert Stoddard.

Born: Phoenix, Arizona.

My hamburger ready yet?

Okay.

Maybe we gotta do
it without the bullets.

What? Not me.

A guy like that's bound
to carry a gun himself.

Yeah.

I mean, what if
he tries to rush us?

Yeah, I never thought of that.

Hey, look. There's old Swanzie.

Paper, ladies. Get
them while they're hot.

So what?

Give me the dollar.

What for?

Just watch. Give me the dollar.

Hi, Swanzie.

Yeah, hi, Swanzie.

Hello, boys.

How about sitting with us
and have a cup of coffee?

Yeah. Well, thank you.

That's pretty nice. Don't
mind if I do, Richard.

Here, have some. Yeah.

No, thanks. Bad time...

Sure you don't want one?

No. Mm-mm. No?

So, what's new?

How's things?

Not so good.

Why?

My big brother's gonna
give it to me when I get home.

You got troubles with
your big brother, Richard?

What's the problem?

He gave me this money
to go buy him some bullets

for his Enfield rifle.

He's going hunting
tomorrow with this friend of his.

I had a note from him to the
guy in the sporting-goods store

and I lost it.

His brother's awful rough when
he's sore. I can tell you that.

Yeah. RICK: The
man wouldn't sell them

because it's against the law.

You gotta be 18
or 21 or something.

Say, you give me the money.

I'll buy your bullets for you.

Would you, Swanzie? - Yeah.

Look, I'll come with
you and wait outside.

So you don't have to
walk all the way back.

Thanks again, Swanzie.

Yeah, thanks, Swanze.

Come on. It ain't too
soon to go get the bullets.

All right.

I'll wait here for Rick.

Right.

You go tell Gary.

What time do we meet?

Well, I been watching the
way Kimble goes home.

He gets off at 6.

It takes him about
ten or 15 minutes

to help the night
bartender switch over.

Right.

He goes over to Gary's aunt,

takes her to the corner,

goes on home to
the rooming house.

Right. Okay, now,
run over it again.

How's it go?

Six-ten. It's all yours.

Look, I don't see what
he could have said

to trouble you so much.

You're worried about something.

Was it something
about Gary I don't know?

Most of the questions
were about me.

Like... Like what?

Where was I born?

Where I went to school.

Where did I work?

Doing what? Well...

References. Stuff like...

Well, I've been wanting to
ask you those things for weeks.

What's the matter with that?

Bob, is something wrong?

Can we talk at your apartment?

Sure. Gary'll be there.

I... I guess we can get
rid of him for a little while.

Come on.

Gary?

Gary.

Well, I guess he's not home yet.

Thanks.

Uh, Would... would
you like a cup of coffee?

No, thanks.

No?

Let's talk.

Well?

I've got to leave.

Monday's payday
but I can't wait till then.

I've got to leave now.

Why?

Th-Things have been
going all right, haven't they?

The job.

Us.

Why?

I told you one day
this might happen.

Well, can't you at
least give me a reason?

Look, I know it...

It was no strings at first,

like we decided.

But... I'm sorry.

But I've fallen
in love with you.

All right.

All right, if I'm
going to be ditched,

at least give me a reason.

I mean, is it me?

Something I've...

Something I've done or said?

Or is it another woman?

Nothing like that.

Or something Mr. Shaw said.

You've got to tell me.

Was it something he said?

More or less.

Do you... Do you think
I'm trying to trap you

just so I can keep Gary?

You want to keep him?

Well... Well, yes.

I suppose so, but...
You see, he needs me.

And maybe you need him.

Oh.

All right.

All right. If I do,

is that why you're going?

In fact, my leaving
will make that easier.

But that doesn't make sense.

Why can't it be the three of us?

All right, I'll tell you.

You'll probably find out anyway.

There is another woman.

My wife.

She was killed.

The police blame me.

I was tried, convicted
and sentenced.

I escaped. I've been
running ever since.

Did you kill her?

No, I didn't kill her.

Well, then it's all right.

I mean, nobody here
knows anything about that.

It's all right. You can stay.

I told Mr. Shaw a lot of lies.

He'll find that out.

Even if he doesn't
find out who I am,

he'll know I'm hiding something.

And worry about the
kind of friends I have.

They find out who I am,

they'll yank Gary out
of here in ten minutes.

If I leave now, they
won't continue to check.

So you're getting
me off the hook.

Both of us.

Hey, you guys. Wait up.

Where were you?

Yeah.

I couldn't get away.

Listen, we can't do it.

We can't capture him.

What? Why not?

What's he talking about?

Well, I...

I made a mistake.
I-It's not him.

It's not Kimble.

Aw, come on. What's
the matter with you?

We saw his picture.

Yeah, I know but it... It was
just a guy who looked like him.

Aw, come on, it's
getting late. Come on.

Wait.

He didn't do it.

I heard him. He didn't... Go on!

Let's go, you guys, come on.

He didn't do it.

He didn't do it.

He didn't do it!
He didn't do it!

Lucky he's late.

You got the other bullets?

Yeah, but one's enough.

What time is it? Let me see.

Hey, I can tell you. Six-thirty.

Aunt Susan!

Aunt Susan!

Yeah, yeah, Gary, what?

Where's Mr. Stoddard?
Where is he?

Well, Gary, what happened?

Never mind what
happened. Where...?

You never mind. You
tell me what happened.

Aunt Susan, where's
Mr. Stoddard?

He left a few minutes
ago. Now tell...

Gar... Wait a... Gary!

Maybe he's not coming.

What'll we do?

Let's wait a little longer,

and then if he doesn't show,

we'll try again tomorrow.

Joe, go up to the
corner and be a lookout.

Okay.

Stay, Fink.

He's coming, you guys, come on.

All right, here we
go. Where is he?

Look out for the gun.

Come on, he's coming.

Come on, get down.

Hands up, mister.

What are you
doing with that gun?

We know who you
really are, Mr. Stoddard.

Yeah.

Just come forward real slow.
- Yeah.

I got my finger
right on the trigger.

It's got real bullets too.

Real slow. Yeah, come on.

Slow. Real slow.

Up. Up.

Hands up, now.

Come on.

Eddie!

No, Eddie, no! No!

Oh!

I killed him!

I killed him.

I killed him.

It's just his arm,
Eddie. He'll live.

Come on, let's get
him up to the porch.

I want the police.

Eddie, get a small stick
or a branch, or something.

I'm sorry, Gary.
I'm sorry, honest.

Gonna be all right, Eddie.

Take it easy,
Gary. Take it easy.

Eddie, it's the police.

What do we do?

I don't know.

Eddie, hold that right there.

Gonna call an ambulance.

Listen, you guys.

You don't say nothing
about Mr. Kimble.

I won't s-say nothing
about the gun.

We just found it in the bushes.

I was fooling around

and it... And it went
off accidentally.

How about it? Huh?

Okay, Gary, okay.

Lou, call an ambulance.

I'll, uh... I'll call one.

There's a phone in the house.

Never mind, Lou.

What happened?

I asked you, what happened?

He got hurt.

We were fooling around with that

and it went off,
and... And he got hurt.

Hurt?

Three inches more to his right
and this boy would have a bullet

right through his heart.

What do you mean you
were "fooling around"?

Where did you get this thing?

You, you, you. Every one of you.

You almost killed a boy. Don't
you know what that means?

I got it. I mailed
in for it. It's mine.

You mail...?

Take these three in.

It'll be all right, young fella.

Sent away for it. Mail
order. Would you believe it?

Just the way you'd send for
a free sample of flower seeds.

And when you think
that just anybody can...

Ah, there ought to be a law.

No need to rush.

The lieutenant said
anytime after 10.

Oh. Uh, you sure
that... Oh, thanks.

You're sure that they just
want a statement from me?

Oh, I guess there'll be some
sort of juvenile court hearing

but as far as Gary's concerned,
there won't be any trouble.

Oh, yeah. What about,
uh... What about you?

Will there be any
trouble with you?

Well, I'm not sure.

Guns are a serious matter.

I'll have to include it
in my report, of course.

Yeah, I know.

And with Gary hurt,

you're going to have to
be nurse and mother to him.

You think you can handle
it? I mean, working and all.

Oh, yeah. Uh, Mr. Hoffman
gave me a week off.

Things are kind
of slack right now.

Gary?

Hm, maybe Mr. Stoddard
can give you a hand.

I'm afraid M-Mr.
Stoddard is gone.

He, uh...

He had to leave
town very suddenly.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Of course, it'll make
my job a little easier.

Yeah, I guess it will.

Well, we'd better
get going, huh?

Gary?

We won't... We won't
be very long, will we?

Oh, I'm... I'm sure
he'll be all right.

Yeah.

Gary, honey, um, Mr. Shaw
and I have to go downtown

and talk to the
police for a little while,

but I'll be back in
time to fix your lunch.

Okay? Okay.

Okay, see you later.

Aunt Susan. Hm?

Meanwhile, you, uh...

You stay out of
trouble, all right?

All right.

Okay.

Oh, uh, Miss Cartwright.

Uh, I wouldn't worry about

what I'll be putting
in my report.

Love needs time to grow,

and a hunted man has no time.

Yesterday a need that found hope

in a look, a word,
a touching of hands,

is today denied by flight.

A flight from guns.

Today's guns are
already miles behind.

But the need remains.