[Kimble has disguised himself as a doctor to leave the hospital, and spots a cop with his wanted poster coming down the hall; Kimble curses to himself]

Hey, Doc! We're looking for a prisoner from that bus-train wreck a couple of hours ago, might be hurt.

Uh, what does he look like?

6'1, 180, brown hair, brown eyes, beard. See anyone like that around?

Every time I look in the mirror, pal - except for the beard, of course! [starts to leave, but then...]

Doc?

[hesitates, thinking he's about to get caught]

Yeah? [The trooper points at Kimble's crotch to indicate to Kimble that his fly is down]