The-Man-Who-Escaped《逃亡的人》

Episode1EdwardCokeusedtobeanarmyofficer,butheisinprisonnow.Everydayisexactlythesameforhim.Itiswinternowandalltheothermengetupatsix,whenitisstillcoldanddark.Theyhavebreakfastatsixthirty.Workbeginsatseventhirty.Someofthemenworkintheprisonfactory,wheretheymakemailbags,butCokeoftenworksinthefieldsoutside.Themenhavelunchattwelve.Lunchlastsanhourandthenthemengobacktoworkagain.Dinnerisatsix.Cokeusuallygoestotheprisonlibraryafterdinnerandreadsuntil9.30.Thelightsgooutatten.Thedayislong,hard,andboringandeverymanhasalotoftimetothink.Theyusuallythinkaboutwhytheyarethere.Cokedoes.Healwaysthinksabouttwomen.OneofthemeniscalledEricMasters.Heusedtobeanarmyofficer,justlikeCoke.CokeknowsthatMastershasalotofmoneynow.Thesecondman'snameisHugo.ThatisallCokeknowsabouthim.MastersknowswhereandwhoHugois,butCokedoesn't.EverynightCokeliesinbedandthinksaboutEricMastersandHugo.Thereisanotherthinghethinksabout,too.Escaping.HewantstoescapeandfindMasters,andthentheotherman.Cokeisinprisonforsomethinghedidnotdo.Episode2Itissixo'clockonaverycoldwinterevening.AlloverEnglandpeoplearesittingdownintheirliving-roomsandarewatchingthenewsontelevisionorarelisteningtoitontheradio.Thereisoneveryimportantpieceofnewsthisevening.Itisthis:IntheWestofEnglandthisevening,hundredsofpolicemenarelookingforamanwhoescapedfromPrincevillePrisonearlythismorning.Theman'snameisEdwardCoke.Heis30yearsold,sixfeettall,andhasblackhairandblueeyes.Heiswearingadarkblueprisonuniform.Thepolicedonotthinkhecanstayfreeverylong.Itisonlyafewdegreesabovezeroanditissnowing.TheradioisoninanexpensivepubinSoho,inthecentreofLondon.Mostofthepeopletherearenotveryinterestedinthenewsprogramme,butonemanis.HisnameisEricMasters.Heisabout45andiswearingveryexpensiveclothes.Heislookingveryafraidofsomething.Thereisanothermanstandingnexttohimatthebar.Mastersisaskinghimaquestion.Didtheysaytheman'snamewasCoke?Yes,that'sright,Coke...EdwardCoke.Why?Doyouknowhim?Pardon?Doyouknowhim?No...no....Idon'tknowhim...I...Ijustwantedtoknowtheman'sname,that'sall.InanotherpartofLondon,ayoungdetectiveisstandingintheofficeofhischiefatScotlandYard.Theyoungdetective'snameisRichardBaxter.YouknewCoke,didn'tyou,Baxter?'Yes,sir.Iarrestedhimfouryearsago.Baxter'schiefisnoddinghishead.Yes,Iknowthat,Baxter.That'swhyI'mgivingyouthisorder,now.FindCokeagain!Youmustfindhimimmediately!Episode3Itis6.30intheeveningnow,andthewindisstillblowing.Itisgettingcolder.AbouttenmilesawayfromPrincevillePrisonamanishidinginafield.Thewindiscuttingthroughhisthinprisonuniformlikeaknife.Adogisbarkingsomewhereinthedistance.Isitapolicedogperhaps?Themaninthefielddoesnotknow.Thereisonlyoneideainhismindatthemoment:hemustfindfoodandsomewarmclothes,butwhere?TwohundredmilesawayinLondon,Baxter'strainisstandingatplatform9inPaddingtonStation.Baxterissittinginacomfortablecompartment.Thereisanothermanoppositehim.Baxterdoesn'tknowthemanbuthecanseehewantstotalk.Themanisholdinganewspaperinhishands.IseesomeoneescapedfromPrincevillePrisonthismorning.Oh,really?Yes...Wouldyouliketoreadaboutit?It'sallhereinthepaper.No,thankyou.Thetrainisleavingthestationnow.Baxterislookingoutofthewindow.Hecanseeathousandbrightlightsinthewindowsofpubs,cafes,housesandflats.Everywherepeoplearesittingdowntowarmmealsandhotcupsoftea.Theworldlookswarmandcomfortable.ThemanoppositeBaxterisstilltalking.Thepapersaysthemanwasaspy...hegaveimportantmilitarysecretsaway.Ihopethepolicecatchhim!Yes,sodoI.Episode4NOTE:Fromthispointonwards,thereisasynopsisatthebeginningofeveryunit.Thesynopsistellsinafewwordswhathappenedinthelastepisode.Thestoryisalsotoldinthepasttensefromnowon.Synopsis:Ayoungdetective,RichardBaxter,arrestedCokefouryearsago.Cokeescapedfromprisonbecausehewantedtofindtwomen,RickMastersandsomeonecalledHugo.ThatwasallCokeknewaboutthesecondman.HeknewMasterswhentheywereofficersinthearmy.Baxter,thedetective,leftLondononthesamedayCokeescaped.HisjobwastocatchCokeagain.Baxtergotonthetrainat5o'clock.Anhourlater,at6,hewasasleepinthewarmtraincompartment.Cokewasstillinhishiding-placeinafield,100milesaway.Thewintereveninggotdarkerandcolder.ThewindcutthroughCoke'sthinuniformlikeaknife.Cokewashungryandtired,andhisarmsandlegsweresocoldthathecouldhardlyfeelthem.Heknewhehadtofindfood,warmclothing,andawarmplacesomewhere.Ihavetomakeamove!Ican'tjuststayinthisfieldanddieofthecold!hethought.Cokegotupandbegantowalk.WhereamI?WhichdirectionamIwalkingin?AmIgoingbacktowardstheprison?heaskedhimself.Afewminuteslater,themooncameoutandCokecouldseebetter.Hestoppedandlookedaround.Suddenlyhesawasmalllightnotfaraway.Whatcanitbe?Itcan'tbeacar.Itisn'tmoving!Itmustbeahouse!hesaidtohimselfandbegantowalktowardsit.Thelightgotlarger.Itwasahouse!Hecouldseetheformoftheroofinthedarkness.Tenminuteslater,hewasoutsidethehouse.Hestoppedandlistened.Strange!hethought.Ican'thearanything,notevenaradiooratelevision,buttheremustbesomeoneinthere!There'salighton.Justatthatmoment,athoughtstruckhim.Thisisprobablytheonlyhousearoundformiles!ThepoliceknowI'mprobablyaroundheresomewhere;andifthey'reanywhere,they'reinthathouse,waitingforme!Cokedidn'tmove.Thewin