The Fugitive quotes are certainly quotable for movie fans. These are some of the best quotes from the thriller The Fugitive as determined by you and your votes. Based on the 1960s TV series of the same name, The Fugitive starred Harrison Ford as Dr. Richard Kimble (aka The Fugitive) and Tommy Lee Jones as Deputy Samuel Gerard. Released on August 6, 1993, the tagline for The Fugitive was "A murdered wife. A one-armed man. An obsessed detective. The chase begins."
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Helen Kimble: Thank you for coming with me to that charity ball. I know how much you hate those functions, but God, I love looking at you in a tux.
Dr. Richard Kimble: I just feel I look like I'm a waiter or something. [Kimble's cell phone rings; he switches it to a hands-free mode] Hello?
Chicago Memorial employee: Dr. Kimble?
Dr. Richard Kimble: Yes, it is.
Chicago Memorial employee: Sorry to bother you, sir, but Dr. Stevens just went into emergency OR and asks if you could give him a hand on this one.
Dr. Richard Kimble: All right, call him back. Tell him I'll be right there.
Chicago Memorial employee: Thank you, doctor.
Dr. Richard Kimble: Yep, thank you. Good night. [hangs up]
Helen Kimble: I'll wait up for you.
[Scene flash-forwards to police station where Dr. Kimble is being interrogated]
Helen Kimble: I'll wait up for you...I'll wait up for you.
[Richard Kimble is traumatized recalling the final conversation he had with his wife]
Copeland: Now you listen, and you listen good. I don't care which way you run. Just don't follow me, got it?
[Copeland starts to leave]
Dr. Richard Kimble: Hey Copeland?
[Copeland turns around]
Dr. Richard Kimble: Be good.
[Both chuckle and leave]
Old Prison Guard: ...the bus rolls over several times before it settled at the bottom of the hill here. I don't know if I passed out or what, but, when I looked up, the train was bearing down on us. Fast. I don't know how, uh, it's-still kinda hazy, but, somehow I grabbed him and---and I pushed him out of the bus.
Sheriff Rollins: You're a brave man. You could've both been killed.
Old Prison Guard: Yeah, I know! But, hell, he's my partner. He would have done the same for me.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Excuse me, sheriff, I'm United States Marshal Samuel Gerard. I'd like to talk to you-
Sheriff Rollins: [sincerely] Uh, I'll be with you in just a minute. [turns his attention back to the guard]
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: OK.
Sheriff Rollins: One more time. Just for the record, uh, these three are dead? [He shows the guard photos of Carlson, Copeland and Pernilla]
Old Prison Guard: Yeah.
Sheriff Rollins: And, uh, this one? [shows the guard a sheet with Kimble's mugshot; the guard looks at it closely]
Old Prison Guard: Well, everything happened so fast. Uh.... no, I don't think he made it. [The sheriff turns back to Gerard]
Sheriff Rollins: Well, looks like you came a long way for nothin'.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: With all due respect, uh, Sheriff Rollins, I'd like to recommend checkpoints on a fifteen mile radius at I-57, I-24, and over here on Route 13 east of Chester-
Sheriff Rollins: Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa, wait a minute: uh, the prisoners are all dead. The only thing checkpoints are gonna do is get a lot of good people frantic around here and flood my office with calls.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Well, shit, Sheriff, I would really hate to see that happen, so I guess I'll take over your investigation. [Rollins looks at him incredulously]
Sheriff Rollins: [scoffs] On what authority?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Governor of the State of Illinois, United States Marshal's Office, Fifth District, Northern Illinois. [pause]
Sheriff Rollins: All right, fine. Uh, you want jurisdiction over this mess? [hands the file over to Gerard] You got it. [to his deputies] Okay boys, gather around here and listen up! Uh, we're shuttin' it down, Wyatt Earp's here to mop up.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: That's funny. "Wyatt Earp". [Biggs shoulders his way through the crowd]
Marshal Bobby Biggs: Excuse me. Sam! Sam! [Gerard looks at what's in Biggs' hands]
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Oh, wow, gee whiz! Look here! [dangles a set of unshackled leg irons in front of the guard] You know, we're always fascinated when we find leg irons with no legs in them! Who held the keys, sir?
Old Prison Guard: Me.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Where are those keys at?
Old Prison Guard: I don't know.
Deputy Erin Poole: Care to revise your statement, sir?
Old Prison Guard: What?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Do you want to change your bullshit story, sir? [Poole shows the photo of Kimble to the guard]
Old Prison Guard: [after looking at it for a few seconds] He mighta got out.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: "He mighta got out"?
Sheriff Rollins: What the hell is this?! A minute ago you're telling me was part of the wreckage! Now he might have gotten out?!
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Listen up, ladies and gentlemen! Our fugitive has been on the run for ninety minutes. Average foot speed over uneven ground barring injuries is 4 miles per hour and that gives us a radius of... six miles. What I want out of each and every one of you is a hard-target search of every gas station, residence, warehouse, farmhouse, henhouse, outhouse and doghouse in that area. Checkpoints go up at fifteen miles. Your fugitive's name is Doctor Richard Kimble. Go get him.
Deputy Poole: Chester Police just found a blood trail! Two miles, southeast.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Robert?
Marshal Bobby Biggs: Yo!
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Type that blood, match it against all four prisoners. Renfro?
Marshal Cosmo Renfro: Yo!
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Get a fax ID on Kimble to every local hospital. And follow with the troopers. Newman?
Marshal Noah Newman: Yes?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: What are you doing?
Marshal Noah Newman: I'm thinking.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Well think me up a cup of coffee and a chocolate donut with some of those little sprinkles on top, will you? As long as you're thinking?