The Fugitive Page #3
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1993
- 130 min
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Kimble holding his dead wife. Blood on his hands.
COP #1
Move away from her.
CUT TO:
INT. KIMBLE'S TOWNHOUSE - NIGHT
Kimble, numbed by the event, washes the blood off his hands
in the kitchen sink. A cop takes his blood-stained tux
jacket, and another hands him a parka.
EXT. KIMBLE'S TOWNHOUSE - NIGHT
The street is filled with Chicago police cars, curious
neighbors, television news vans, etc.
Kimble is helped into a police car as the coroner's van
arrives. He pauses a moment to watch as we hear.
DETECTIVE KELLY (V.O.)
Can you give us a little more to go
on besides the fact that he had an
artificial arm? What kind of gun was
it, Doc?
INT. 11TH STREET DISTRICT HOUSE - NIGHT
CAMERA FINDS Kimble in an interview room. He is in "why"
shock. "Why her." "Why me?" Says nothing. Two Detectives:
KELLY and ROSETTI. Kelly, the questioner, is overweight,
aggressive. He shifts his gun on his hip so he can sit down.
KIMBLE:
It was .38... I think. I only saw it
for a second. I knocked it out of
his hand.
As Kimble is questioned we INTERCUT WITH flashes of the
FLASH - INT. KIMBLE'S HOUSE - NIGHT
Forensics technicians photograph the .38 at the base of the
stairs.
DETECTIVE ROSETTI (V.O.)
Do you own a gun, Dr. Kimble?
KIMBLE:
Yes.
DETECTIVE ROSETTI (V.O.)
What kind of gun?
KIMBLE:
A .38 Smith.
FLASH - FORENSICS TECHNICIAN DUSTS CRYSTAL LAMP
DETECTIVE KELLY:
Did you have your key with you tonight,
Dr. Kimble?
FLASH - COPS
Checking doors of house for signs of forcible entry.
BACK TO SCENE:
PHONE RINGS. Rosetti answers it. Kimble watches him write
something down, he slides it to Kelly.
FLASH - MEASURE "NECKLACE" OF BRUISES ON HELEN'S NECK
DETECTIVE KELLY (V.O.)
Your wife was loaded wasn't she? I mean, she was worth quite
a bit of money.
BACK TO SCENE:
Kimble looks up at the two cops. For the first time he seems
to sense something aggressive in their questioning.
They no longer seem on the same team.
KIMBLE:
What's going on here? This guy was
trying to rob us.
The two cops stare at Kimble.
KIMBLE:
You guys have got to be out of your
minds. I didn't kill my wife!
He gets up to go. A cop blocks his path. He turns and looks
at Kelly.
DETECTIVE KELLY:
Let's start over, Dr. Kimble. What'd
you have for breakfast?
CUT TO:
INT. 11TH ST. POLICE STATION - NIGHT
Kimble in his tuxedo shirt and black tie holds a booking
number plate in front of him as a mug shot is taken...
front, then side.
MAN (V.O.)
We're all adults here so I'll lay it
out...
EXT. NEWSSTAND - DAY
Chicago Sun-Times has a photograph of Kimble spread across
the front page.
MAN (V.O.)
... If you two come up with a deal,
I'll listen, but let me make one
thing perfectly clear.
INT. ELECTRONICS SUPERSTORE - DAY
Salesmen continue to hawk sets. Kimble's photograph comes
up on a hundred TV monitors across the store.
NEWS REPORTER (V.O.)
Police are revealing no details in
the case against Chicago surgeon...
INT. KIMBLE'S CELL - DAY
Kimble lays on his bunk. Thinking...
MAN (V.O.)
... It's an election year...
INT. JUDGE'S CHAMBERS - DAY
CAMERA MOVES THROUGH smoke-fillet room to find tough FEMALE
PROSECUTOR, a man in late forties, WALTER GUTHERIE, and STOPS
ON the source of the voice we've been hearing and the cigar:
JUDGE BENNETT, late fifties. Fair but, no nonsense, political
survivor.
JUDGE BENNETT:
... and this case is a heater. It
will not end up a bench trial...
INT. COOK COUNTY JAIL - CORRIDOR - DAY
Richard Kimble in County lockup fatigues and a navy watch cap
moves down long corridor, escorted by GUARD.
GUTHERIE (V.O.)
We've had private investigators
interview over a hundred amputees,
Richard...
INT. PRISON INTERVIEW ROOM - DAY
Walter Gutherie, his attorney, stands by a window looking
out at the yard. Another attorney, RANDOLPH, watches
Gutherie.
GUTHERIE:
... We can't find this guy.
KIMBLE:
I know what I saw, Walter.
GUTHERIE:
I put you up on the stand to say what
remotely smells like proof and the
State's attorney is going to take
this one-armed man story and run it
up our ass.
(he holds Kimble's look)
Look, Richard, you're paying us a
lot of money to defend you... A plea
KIMBLE:
I didn't kill my wife.
Kimble being escorted back to the courtroom. A guard carries
his suit in a bag. He is taunted by other prisoners.
GUTHERIE (V.O.)
You're a successful upper middle
violent crime...
INT. COOK COUNTY LOCKUP / CHANGE ROOM - DAY
On the other side of the door is the courtroom. A sheriff's
deputy hands Kimble (now wearing his suit), a small plastic
bag. In it we see his wedding band.
GUTHERIE (V.O.)
It's a circumstantial case, but it's
also a jury trial. We play 'em, they
play 'em...
Richard Kimble sits at defense table... watches prosecutors
chat with Helen's relatives. Media anchors glare at him.
GUTHERIE (V.O.)
... But if we lose, we lose big.
Just remember, they're lined up a
block long to have your hide.
HARD CUT TO:
PHOTOGRAPH OF HELEN KIMBLE'S BODY
DETECTIVE KELLY:
On the stand.
DETECTIVE KELLY:
No forcible entry was found. From
the beginning of the investigation,
it did not appear to be a break-in.
Nothing was missing.
FORENSICS TECHNICIAN
On the stand.
FORENSICS TECHNICIAN
The defendant's prints were found on
the neck, gun, bullets, and lamp...
no other sets were fount other than
the deceased.
Impassive. Attentive. His "peers." They listen to the
recording of the 911 tape.
911 (V.O.)
Did I hear you right? Your attacker
is still in the house? Ma'am?
HELEN (V.O.)
He's trving to kill me...
911 (V.O.)
Will you repeat that please?
HELEN (V.O.)
Richard... He's trying to kill me...
A few members lean over to make notes. It's powerful taken
out of context.
PROSECUTOR:
Dr. Nichols. You are aware that
Richard Kimble was the only
beneficiary of Helen Kimble's estate.
NICHOLS:
I was aware of that. The money meant
nothing to him.
PROSECUTOR:
Yet in your presence, Richard Kimble
once said that 'if he had Helen's
money he could find plenty of uses.'
Did he not?
NICHOLS:
PROSECUTOR:
Yes or no?
Nichols' look tells us everything... Yes.
CUT TO:
CORONER:
On the stand.
CORONER:
The wound to the head caused a
massive hemorrhage to the brain. It
took from five to seven minutes for
her to die...
A woman in the jury reacts. Kimble notices.
KIMBLE:
On the stand. He finishes his moving description of the
events. We see some of the jury has been moved.
KIMBLE:
... And I was holding her when the
officers came in.
Gutherie returns to his seat. The Prosecutor moves to the
jury. He begins slowly but his questions pick up strength.
PROSECUTOR:
How tall was this man, Dr. Kimble?
KIMBLE:
I can't be sure. We were, mostly on
the floor, fighting... I couldn't -
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