Dr. Richard Kimble: I didn't kill my wife!
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: I don't care!

Alright, listen up, people. Our fugitive has been on the run for ninety minutes. Average foot speed over uneven ground barring injuries is 4 miles per hour. That gives us a radius of six miles. What I want from each and every one of you is a hard target search of every gas station, residence, warehouse, farmhouse, hen house, outhouse and doghouse in that area. Checkpoints go up at 15 miles. Your fugitive's name is Dr. Richard Kimble. Go get him.

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard

[Studying Kimble's fake ID] Where you at, Desmondo?

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard

Dr. Richard Kimble: I thought you didn't care?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: I don't. [laughs] Don't tell anybody, okay?

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 phone down but doesn't hang up]

Henry, Dr. Nichols lied to me. Go find him.

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Does he have a reason to come after you?
Sykes: Well, hell yeah, I have a prosthetic arm. I must have murdered his wife, right?

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: That's my man.
Det. Rosetti: Not anymore, he's not. He's going down. You won't help us, you stay the hell out!
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Arrest us.

Head Illinois State Trooper: I don't want to tell you how to do your job...
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [on his police radio] Put the helicopter on the bridge!
Head Illinois State Trooper: ...but only one man in a million can survive that fall. The guy is fish food.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Fine. Go get a cane pole, catch the fish that ate him.

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: She was more rich.

Marshal Biggs: Sam, are you out of your mind? He's dead.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: That ought to make him easier to catch.

Marshal Biggs: It's hinky, Sam. I mean, this guy is a college graduate. He became a doctor. I mean, he ain't gonna go through here with all this security. Hinky.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Biggs, what does that mean, hinky?
Marshal Biggs: I don't know. Strange. Weird.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Well, why don't you say strange or weird? I mean hinky, that has no meaning.
Marshal Biggs: Well, we say hinky.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: I don't want you guys using words with no meaning.

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