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Gerard's secretary: Sam, there's a guy on the phone claiming to be Richard Kimble.
[cast cackling in background that "another" Kimble is on the phone]
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: This is Gerard.
Dr. Richard Kimble: Do you remember what I told you in the tunnel?
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.
Dr. Richard Kimble: Remember what you told me?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: I remember you pointing my gun at me.
[Gerard's team gestures him not to antagonize Kimble and make the conversation stretch]
Dr.

Richard Kimble: You said, "I don't care."
Tracing Technician: [whispering] He's on the south side.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [to his team] Yeah...
[then noticing Kimble's remark]
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Yeah... that's right Richard... I don't care. I'm not trying to solve a puzzle here...

Dr. Richard Kimble: Well, I am trying to solve a puzzle.
Cosmo Renfro: Five seconds to location.
Dr. Richard Kimble: And I just found a big piece!
[slams down phone on desk so trace can continue]

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Cosmo Renfro: [after Kimble has just lept off the dam to escape] What happened? Where'd he go?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: The guy did a Peter Pan right off of this dam, right here.
Cosmo Renfro: What?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Yeah. BOOM.
Cosmo Renfro: [stunned] Holy shit... Can

we go home now...?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [flustered] No...

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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. Rosetti: Not anymore, he's not. He's going down. You don't help us, you stay the hell out!
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [ignores him and enters the

building] Arrest us.

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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. Richard Kimble: Uh, what does he look like?
State Trooper: 6'1, 180, brown hair, brown eyes, beard. See anyone like that around?
Dr. Richard

Kimble: Every time I look in the mirror, pal - except for the beard, of course!

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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 Kimble: You almost got away with it, didn't you? I know all about it. I can prove it.
Dr. Charles Nichols: Ladies 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.
[shoves Nichols]
Dr. Richard Kimble: Did you kill Lenz, too? Huh? Did you?
Dr. Richard Kimble: [turns to banquet crowd] He falsified his research. So that RDU-90 could be approved and Devlin McGregor could give you... Provasic!


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Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Why did Richard Kimble kill his wife?
Detective Kelly: He did it for the money.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: What do you mean, he did it for the money? He's a doctor. He's already rich.
Detective Kelly: But she was more rich.

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[after Kimble jumps off of the dam]
Marshal Biggs: Sam, are you out of your mind? He's dead.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: That ought to make him easier to catch.

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Police Dispatcher: [on Cosmo's police radio] Attention all units. Transit police report officer down at Balbo Station. Kimble is suspect! Repeat; Officer Down!
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: What'd he do, shoot a cop?
Cosmo Renfro: Chicago PD will eat him alive!

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Old Guard: [seeing his injured partner] Kimble! Kimble, get over here! You're a doctor, do something for him!
Dr. Richard Kimble: Unlock me! Unlock me!
Old Guard: [throws him the keys to his shackles] Here!
[a train horn is heard approaching]
Old Guard: What the hell is that?
[a bright light

reveals the bus is lying on a railroad track, with a train oncoming]
Old Guard: To hell with you!
[the Guard jumps out the window, Kimble tries to pull the wounded guard to his feet]
Dr. Richard Kimble: Copeland, 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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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.