- Marie Gerard: [to Gerard, not looking at him] Life without Kimble... what a pretty dream that used to be. What would it be like not to live your life in short little gasps?
- Marie Gerard: I don't suppose there's any point in asking you not to leave... just this once to let go?
- Lt. Philip Gerard: [long pause, then] No.
- Lt. Philip Gerard: Thank the captain for me; tell him all I'm concerned with right now is Richard Kimble.
- Rainey: Yes, sir, but if your wife is missing-...
- Lt. Philip Gerard: [tightly] Kimble, sergeant! Richard Kimble, height six foot one, weight one seventy-three... that's all want to hear about.
- Rainey: [pause, then] Yes, sir... Kimble.
- Captain Ames: Lieutenant, I've seen it before... you put a man like Kimble down far enough, strip enough away from him, all you have left is a tired, sick animal. Animals aren't very smart, Lieutenant... all that keeps them going is the barest of instincts. Every time they fall, they get up a little slower.
- Narrator: [Opening Narration. Viewers see Richard Kimble, small duffel bag in hand, walking in an alley at night in a driving rain and approaching the employee entrance to an all-night diner] There is a point beyond which a man cannot push himself, a final defeat of the spirit that cannot be overcome. If it is to end for the running man, this is the way it is to be. It is 2:00 AM in the city and Richard Kimble, Doctor of Medicine, moves to the start of another working day. For those with no past and little future, the city offers only the most menial of labors, those designed to provide nothing more than day-to-day survival; but to Richard Kimble, kitchen helper in an all night diner, survival, even for a day, has come to be enough.
- Narrator: [Closing Narration. Viewers see Lt. Philip Gerard reviewing maps as he tries to determine which route Richard Kimble will take to escape] In the city, the search for Richard Kimble goes on.
- [Viewers see Richard Kimble, transporting an injured Marie Gerard in a borrowed pickup truck as he tries to locate medical help]
- Narrator: But it is one more grim appointment he will not keep. The relentless steel jaws will close on a empty trap. But for Richard Kimble, the Fates are preparing another appointment at another time, at another place.
- Luis Bota: Hi Steve.
- Dr. Richard Kimble: Luis.
- Luis Bota: Say, Steve, I don't think you've done nothing, but... Last night you wrote wrong name in sign out book. Two cops been out in front; all day they wait.
- Dr. Richard Kimble: [Kimble, who had been about to shave in the mens room, packs up his small bag in a hurry] Thanks Luis.