The Fugitive

INT./EXT. HILTON HOTEL - NIGHT (LATER)
Chicago Police hold back crowds of onlookers on Michigan Avenue. Police cars and vans, television news trucks vie for space in front of the Hilton Towers. Dr. Charles Nichols, on a stretcher, loaded into an ambulance. The doors close. REPORTERS and television cameramen line the sidewalk giving reports and interviewing doctors from the ballroom. We PICK UP pieces of their reports as we MOVE PAST them TOWARD the entrance.
T.V. NEWS REPORTER: ... As we reported a few minutes ago, the saga of once-prominent Chicago surgeon, Dr. Richard Kimble, who escaped from an Illinois Corrections bus, took a strange twist this evening when Dr. Kimble was captured at the Chicago Hilton...
ANOTHER REPORTER continues:
ANOTHER REPORTER: ... there are unconfirmed reports from police of new evidence which may exonerate Kimble while implicating some of the biggest names in medicine...
The doors to the police van close amid a flurry of photographs. A third reporter interviews a STUNNED DOCTOR from the ballroom:
STUNNED DOCTOR: He just walked in... We didn't know what he was going to do. My wife was very frightened... The next thing I knew cops were charging in and...

INT. HOTEL - NIGHT
Kimble, in handcuffs, is escorted by Biggs, Newman, Poole and Gerard, out of the hotel into the waiting chaos. Renfro, his head bandaged, is helped by paramedics.

EXT. HOTEL/INT. CAR - NIGHT
As soon as the group exits the hotel. Television lights flood the scene. Kimble lowers his head. Reporters crowd forward, yelling questions.
REPORTER: Dr. Kimble, is it true you can prove your innocence!
Gerard wants the crowd controlled.
GERARD: (to police) Get them back.
The marshals and cops clear a line for Kimble to get into a waiting car away from the media. Biggs opens the back door and helps Kimble inside.
BIGGS: Watch your head, Dr. Kimble.
Newman climbs in behind the wheel. Gerard in the back next to Kimble. He leans out the window and motions to Poole.
GERARD: (to Poole) Poole, you got that thing? (to Kimble) Give me your hands.
Kimble pauses, then holds up his wrists and Gerard unlocks Kimble's handcuffs. Poole hands an ice-pack over the seat. Gerard places the pack on Kimble' s bruised and battered hands.
GERARD: Take care of those hands, Doc, you're going to need them again soon.
KIMBLE: I thought you told me 'you didn't care.'
GERARD: Yeah, well, don't spread it around.
They share a look of mutual respect as the car pulls away.
HELICOPTER POV
The car carrying Kimble pulls onto Michigan Avenue heading back downtown. 745 As we PULL BACK we see Kimble's car -- at first alone on the great avenue -- then gradually joined by other cars until finally becoming integrated in the traffic, movement and lights of the city.

FADE OUT.
THE END.

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