yes, sir.
uh, just want me to wait here, sir?
my ear.  i can't hear a thing out of it. i can't believe you did that!
yes. you could've missed! you could've killed me!
terrible. i probably have permanent hearing damage.
on the night of his wife's murder, kimble attended a hospital benefit sponsored by devlin-macgregor pharmaceutical - sykes' company.
instead of looking like a robbery gone bad, kimble ends up being the one accused.
why? to share the blame? he'd still go to prison.
why do i get all the great jobs?
anybody down in pathology who might know something about the guy?
are you mr. roosevelt?
yeah, we heard. we wanted to know if he knew or had any contact with dr. richard kimble?
that's not what i asked, sir. i just wanted to know if dr. kimble and dr. lentz knew each other?
the old guy didn't know where he was going. but he picked up some tissue samples.
 from a drug study. and signed for by dr. charles nichols.
nichols also knew lentz. he was a pathologist.
c.p.d. just reported -
i've got kimble on the roof with nichols. southeast exit.
level five.