All we can see, filling the entire frame is a flame-orange sky... almost like the sky from the burning of Atlanta in "Gone with the Wind".
SUPERIMPOSE: Presenter credit
PAN DOWN lower and lower until we see the terrain below... the desert. There is no vegetation whatever, just sand and odd-shaped rock formations. The air is filled with red dust, which alternately obscures and then reveals the ima
dust settles... Jimmy realizes hes been beating the
stuffing out of an ironing board. He sheepishly exits the
kitchen...
EXT. HOUSE - MINUTES LATER
Pamela stands at the foot of the driveway, trying to see in
to the darkened house...
PAMELA
Come on, damn it...
Jimmy emerges from the house... looks like Wayne Gretsky
after slamming in his record goal. He smiles at Pamela
smugly...
JIMMY
Nothing to
(V.O.): Richard...
DR. ROBERTS, a large surgeon, pulls Kimble over to a group of surgeons gathered around a bar. Smoking cigars.
ROBERTS: Cancun. Nat just talked everybody into it...
A hospital equipment rep, NAT, is buying drinks.
KIMBLE: So, whats the deal? If the hospital buys ten new -
NAT: No, no, no, no strings attached, Dr. Kimble. Industrial Hospital Supply has no ulterior motives.
dust out of every office in this building?
I think not, Ms. Gesteten.
At least the robot wont spend its time writing a trash novel.
Not even a very good trash novel, as I understand it.
[Man on right whistling]
Oh, I see. This is personal.
This has nothing to do with me, Robert.
This comes rightfrom the top-- from Mr. Naville himself.
Perhaps its time I spoke to this Mr. Naville guy.
GESTETEN: It
fugitives.
The Marshal will head the manhunt.
Since you arrested Dodge,
you can give Schiller a jump-start on where to look for these boys.
Hes probably headin back to Atlanta, about miles from here.
If we put out an all-points and local news profiles, we should have em by nightfall.
Let me talk to you for a minute, Matthew.
This guy Schiller is no regular cop. He was sent by the Attorney Ge