Why?
I got six months.
What do you mean, six months?
The doctor says he can't do anything.
No medicine...
no operation.
Nothing.
Look at this.
Look at it.
Strong like a bull.
I work hard every day.
I drink a barrel of wine.
I grab a pretty girl at night.
And it means nothing.
Nothing.
Because inside here...
it's all rotten.
Rotten!
Gus.
Johnny...
I am nothing.
My whole life wasted.
Now, that's crazy, Gus.
My whole life.
Never have I done one great thing.
Never.
Johnny, you tell me.
You tell me how I get ready to die.
I wish I knew, Gus.
You know, Johnny.
You live like this a long time now.
I never told you, but, uh,
I know who you are.
What's the matter?
Did I say the wrong thing?
I didn't mean it, Johnny. It just came out that way.
I know you gotta run.
I know that.
But not now, Johnny.
I need you.
Johnny.
Just a little while, huh?
Okay, Gus.
A little while.
Hey, Sophie.
Somebody said Gus was gonna jump off the roof.
No. He just make big noise.
Uh, I better go on up anyway.
Well, it's too hot to climb stairs.
You want a bottle of soda?
Lemon, strawberry.
Well, strawberry.
It's all over upstairs anyway.
Come on.
How long have you known about me?
First week you came here.
These magazines...
I read 'em all the time.
I said to myself this is another man.
It just looks like him.
It's hard on me, Johnny.
I look at you and...
it's like my brother.
I look that much like him, Gus?
No. But he's gotta run like you.
From the police?
No.
From the Nazis.
He runs up in the hills...
and he fights.
He's only a kid.
And he dies.
I wish I'd never seen this.
I'm afraid, Johnny.
All the time I'm afraid, I swear.
I don't even drink anymore.
I'm afraid to get drunk.
I'm afraid I'll talk.
For two months, I'm very careful.
I watch myself.
Now this.
Now I gotta get drunk.
I gotta get drunk, Johnny.
There's nothing else left.
I know, Gus.
Johnny...
you run away.
You go away from here, run.
Gus, you just asked me to stay a while.
Please.
Please, go away.
Go on.
Okay, Gus.
Good.
I wish I could change it for you, Gus.
Yeah.
Old guy like him.
You need somebody young, like one of us.
Sophie.
Uh, beat it, boys. I hear a man talking.
Yeah.
I wanna talk to you about Gus.
Oh.
He's sick.
So? He went to the doctor's.
He's only got six months to live.
Maybe less.
He needs somebody to take care of him.
Not me. I'm not a nurse.
Well, you were willing to marry him.
I didn't know he was so sick.
It's only gonna be for a little while.
Sophie, be nice to him. Let him die in peace.
You'd be a rich widow.
How rich?
About $8,000.
Saving the money to go back to Greece.
Eight thousand.
Yeah. Eight thousand dollars.
You can start by getting the place cleaned up.
Hi, Gus.
Would you like me to straighten things up a little bit?
Gus?
You still thinking about
going back to Greece?
No.
Hello, Johnny.
Hey, what you doing?
You going away?
Yeah, you wanted me to, Gus.
No. I got a better idea.
Johnny...
you going to fool that fellow.
You know the one that's in the magazine with you.
Lieutenant Gerard? Yeah.
He'll look for you...
but he'll never find you.
You know why?
No. Why, Gus?
Because you won't be here.
You'll be in Greece.
Greece? Yeah.
For a long time I talk, I say I'm going back.
I'm going back. But I never do.
Now you...
go for me, huh?
Oh, Gus. Uh...
What's the matter?
Money? Ahh.
I got plenty of money.
You know how much money I got?
Eight thousand dollars.
Oh, how did you know?
You got drunk one night. Heh.
Yeah. I get drunk and I talk all the time.
Hey, Johnny...
it's gonna be a joke on this fellow.
He's going to look for you here,
and you're going to be over there
having a good time.
Girls...
music...
wine, huh?
I can't, Gus.
There's something I've got to do.
Somebody I've got to find.
I thought I had a big idea.
Uh...
don't feel bad.
Wouldn't have worked anyway.
If you take my name? No.
Gerard would find out.
He's smart, Gus.
He's wrong, but he's smart.
He'd get extradition papers.
He'd come get me himself.
So...
So you run, like my brother,
and you hide in the hills.
Uh, in a country I don't know?
A language I don't speak?
I'd have a better chance here.
All right.
Thanks for...
letting me use your name. Uh-
I'd have been proud to wear it, Gus.
I just wish there were some other way.
Yeah.
Hey.
I'm thinking.
We just let him think that you go.
Uh- Uh-
Look, Gus, heh...
We'll talk about it. We'll have a drink and we'll talk, huh?
Look, Gus, uh- One drink. Maybe two.
Come on.
It's hot. Don't you want a cold beer?
Huh?
Ha.
All right. You talked me into it.
Sophie?
Go away. I'm busy.
Okay. You don't want to go with us.
Where you going?
Oh... down to beach maybe.
Maybe drink a little wine.
Dance.
But you're too busy.
Wait.
I can finish this tomorrow.
Look, Johnny...
I've lived a long time...
and I'm nothing.
I'm going to die...
and who's going to know about it?
Huh?
One more apple falls off a tree.
Now I got a chance to do one good thing in my life.
All right... I'll die...
but it will mean something.
It's so easy, Johnny.
Look...
we use my passport, and we'll put your picture in.
You get the visa and the tickets.
And then we put my picture back.
I get on the plane and...
...I'm gone.
Okay?
Okay.
We'll, um, check into a hotel tonight.
Where's your passport?
Under the bed...
in a box.
With the money.
I'll get it in the morning.
All yours, Johnny.
Yeah.
No work today?
No.
Gus sick?
No. Gus isn't here. He won't be here anymore.
Then why did you have me clean up the mess?
Well, I thought he was coming back.
You mean, he ain't never coming back?
He ain't gonna marry me?
I'm sorry, Sophie. I was wrong.
Why do I always have to hear it from you?
Gus wants to get married, he doesn't wanna get married.
Why can't he tell me himself?
Where is he? I wanna talk to him.
You can't talk to him, Sophie.
He doesn't wanna talk to you.
He's going back to Greece.
He asked me to say goodbye for him.
Oh, just like that. Goodbye and good luck.
And what about the money, huh?
I'm sorry.
Well, who gets the money?
You?
You want the money, so you done something to him.
Mr. Gus Priamos.
One-way tourist to Athens via Paris and Rome.
Flight 16, departs 5:35 this evening.
Please be out at the airport
an hour before flight time to check in.
That will be $358 and 60 cents.
Three hundred and, uh-
Here. Three-hundred-and- fifty-eight dollars, huh?
I'm sorry. I'm a little nervous.
It's first time I've ever flown.
Really?
Yeah, the highest I've ever been off the ground is a barstool.
I've flown to Europe three times.
It's easy.
Wanna come along and hold my hand?
Oh. I bet you say that to all the girls.
Just the pretty ones.
Finished with these? Yes.
And, uh, thank you, Mr. Priamos.
Thank you.
Are you sure she's going to remember you?
Yeah, well, even pretty girls
don't get told they're pretty every day.
Huh.
You're still worried, huh?
Yeah, with a man like Gerard, you have to be.
We make him think I've gone to Greece using your name.
So he'll go to Greece looking for Gus Priamos.
He'll find Gus Priamos, and it'll be Gus Priamos.
I don't think so, Johnny.
When it gets worse here...
...I'll buy a little boat.
I sail out far.
Maybe a little too far, huh?
This fellow, Gerard, he'll never find nobody.
Gus.
Don't you feel sorry for Gus Priamos.
Nobody's gonna put me in no hospital.
Hm.
Hey. I gotta make a phone call.
I gotta tell 'em I saw this, uh-
This killer.
This fellow, Kimble. Heh.
I gotta tell 'em he's over at Gus Priamos' place.
Where Gerard comes and, uh,
he finds out
what we want him to find out.
Pretty smart, huh?
Phone booth up ahead. Yeah.
Captain Carpenter.
I would like to talk to Lieutenant Gerard, please.
Lieutenant Gerard isn't here.
Be glad to take a message.
I'd like to talk to him.
It's about this fellow, uh, Kimble.
Kimble?
You have something on Kimble?
I sure have.
I'd like to say it to the lieutenant.
I'm afraid you'll have to say it to me.
Lieutenant Gerard's out of town.
I never liked him,
right from the beginning.
So when I saw this picture, I called the cops.
You think he killed your friend, Priamos?
Sure he killed him.
Gus found out who he was, so he killed him.
He's been spotted before, and he didn't kill.
What do you mean, "didn't kill"? He killed his wife, didn't he?
The law says he did.
Okay. So if Gus ain't dead, where is he?
He hasn't been seen all day.
The car's gone, and the money's gone.
Where's the money? What money?
Gus had 8,000 bucks.
How would you know that? Because-
Because we were gonna get married, that's how.
He ever talk about going back to Greece?
All the time. It was just talk.
He never meant to go.
Think he could have killed him for the passport?
He's been running for two years.
That could change a man.
But why?
Why the passport if he had the car and $8,000?
This whole killing thing
is hard to buy.
From everything I can learn, they were friends.
Not no more.
They had a fight.
Well, Gus found out
I went into Johnny's room.
Johnny made me go.
Oh, sure.
Is this Gu" handwriting?
I wouldn't know.
Hello. Who is this?
North Shore Clinic.
Uh, this is the police.
Will you check something for me, please?
I'd like to know if you've given
a smallpox vaccination
to a Gus Priamos recently.
Uh, Priamos.
P-R-I-A-M-O-S.
This morning?
Do you remember what he looked like?
About 35.
Dark.
Nice-looking.
Uh, thanks. Thanks very much.
A boat would be too slow.
Check out the airlines. Right.
One of them has a booking for Gus Priamos.
Find the person who sold him the ticket
and make an identification.
See that your men have pictures with them.
We've got no pictures of Priamos.
You've got pictures of Kimble.
I keep thinking about it.
Keeps coming up in my throat.
Ah, you think too much.
If Gerard wasn't there, where is he?
Someplace.
What do you care?
He's going to get a message from the captain,
he's gonna come running like crazy.
And he's going to be late.
And you're on your way to Greece.
You're on your way to Greece.
Yeah.
But he thinks it's you.
Hey, Johnny.
We're here.
You know what to do, Gus.
You betcha.
WOMAN Trans-Western Airlines
announces the arrival of flight number 5,
nonstop jetliner from New York,
Gate 17.
May I see your passport, Mr. Priamos?
Thank you, sir.
Your plane starts loading
in just a few minutes now.
WOMAN Mexicana de Aviación,
flight number 421 for Mexico City
now boarding at Gate 4.
WOMAN International Airlines System Trans-Polar Service
flight number 102
for the Scandinavian cities in Europe
now departing from Gate 88.
MAN A skycap is wanted
at Trans-Western Airlines check-in counter.
Gus.
Nice talking to you.
Hope you have a good trip.
WOMAN International Airlines System
Trans-Polar Service flight 102.
Final call. Now departing.
All aboard, please.
WOMAN Trans-Western Airlines...
...announces the arrival of flight number 5,
nonstop jetliner from Los Angeles,
at Gate 17.
There's one passenger missing.
Well, I've checked everybody off my list except-
Gus Priamos?
That's right.
Did you see this man?
I think so.
Yeah, I remember him.
His hair may have been a little darker.
Is that Mr. Priamos?
He smelled a trap. Can you block the exits?
I can try.
Johnny.
Johnny!
Johnny. Gerard, he's here.
Run. You gotta run. Get in, Gus.
No, I stay here. Get in, Gus!
Gate.
Oh, I think he just drove out.
How did he get here so fast, Johnny?
How? How?!
Now, don't talk, Gus. Save your strength.
I spoiled it for you, Johnny.
I spoiled it for you.
If you hadn't listened to me,
you would have been all right.
All I want is to do one good thing.
One big thing.
Take it easy, Gus.
Look, Gus, take it easy.
WOMAN National Pacific Jet flight number 82
now loading at Gate 3.
Yeah? For Chicago,
jet flight 82.
Yeah, I've got it. Thanks. Now loading, Gate 3.
Patrolman spotted the car.
Graham and Randolph.
They're heading for the waterfront.
They?
Says there are two in the car.
Maybe a hostage?
Maybe a friend.
I kept wondering why Kimble
would wanna catch that plane.
He's had plenty of chances to leave the country.
Why hasn't he?
Oh, he's got some idea he's looking for somebody.
Oh. Passport and all the rest
was just to throw us off.
Maybe.
May have planned to change places
with Priamos at the last minute.
They were friends, weren't they?
They had a fight. I told you.
You think I'm lying?
They'll be closing the net. We'd better get downtown.
What about me?
I'll get you a cab.
Oh, no, you don't. I'm going along.
I gotta get to Gus 'cause we're gonna get married.
You said he was dead.
Look, I've got some rights.
After all, I was the one who called you, wasn't I?
Yeah.
You were the one.
Hey, Gus.
Come on, Gus.
Are we home, Johnny?
No, Gus.
I had to get off the streets.
We're in an alley over by the river.
Are they going to catch us?
Not a chance.
How do you feel?
Fine.
I feel all right.
We're gonna have to get rid of the car.
We can take that ferry.
You'll have to walk a little.
I can't, Johnny.
Come on. I'll help you, Gus.
I can't.
I will only hold you back.
You gotta go alone, Johnny.
You got to. I'll stay here.
I'll make it.
I'll send you a postcard.
I'm not gonna leave you like this, Gus.
Go.
Go on, Johnny. Run.
Go on, run.
All right. Come on out of there.
There's supposed to be two of 'em.
You... where's your friend?
He's gone.
Run away.
How long ago?
Twenty minutes.
Come on. Don't give us that.
You haven't been here five.
We better call the other cars.
Right. Keep the alleyway blocked off.
Keep an eye on him.
I'll put it in on the squawk box.
Varney Street. The, uh...
200 block.
Did you get him? Kimble?
I don't know. We got one of 'em.
He's in the alley.
How much start did the other one have?
It's hard to say.
He wasn't in the car when we picked it up.
Well, we should have the block roped off by now.
Is this Priamos?
Priamos...
this is Lieutenant Gerard.
Can you hear me?
I wanna talk to you.
If you'll just indicate yes or no.
Pretty cute. If he'd ever
gotten on that plane,
you'd have quit hunting for Kimble.
Maybe.
Well, he can't be far.
Gus?
Gus, it's me, Sophie.
Gee, I thought you were dead.
I thought Johnny killed you.
No.
Johnny is my friend.
So am I, Gus.
I'm your friend too, and...
I'm gonna take care of you
until you-
You know about it too?
Johnny told me.
He told me about the money too.
There is no money.
Forget it.
Forget it?
You mean he got it?
He got it from you? Now-
Where is he?
Where did he go, Gus?
You know, I'd bet
my mother's life you know.
No.
Well, he's your friend,
he'd tell you.
Where'd he go?
I don't know.
You do know. You do.
The ferry.
That's where he is. He's on the ferry.
You say one word...
I break your arm.
Break my arm?
You couldn't break a toothpick anymore.
But don't worry, I'll let you know
when they grab him.
No, Sophie.
Wait.
You want money?
I give you money.
In my belt.
Under the shirt.
Take it.
You promise.
You promise you won't say anything.
You tell nobody about the ferry.
You promise, huh?
We got a deal?
Sure, Gus.
We got a deal.
One good thing, Sophie.
One good thing you do in your life.
I will remember you.
He's dead.
If I had gotten here sooner...
Just a few minutes.
Priamos must have known
where Kimble was heading.
If only I could have questioned him.
He wouldn't have told you.
He wouldn't even tell me.
The past two years have been an endless procession of names,
most of them forgotten.
But one name will be remembered.
For a fugitive is a lonely man.
And Gus Priamos has been a friend.