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January 30, 2005:

A fugitive is being chased. A man called The Professor. It's on TV. Runs through a landscape of buildings and roads. In the blink of an eye special agents slide down ropes suspended from stationary aircraft. The Professor changes direction, darts onto a small footbridge across a stream. The way is blocked. He looks into the stream, deciding. Everyone, all the agents, wave to him: don't do it! He smiles, climbs, jumps. But they're ready. There are two agents in the water, a man and a woman, fast swimmers. They've got him. He surrenders. They restrain him with a tiny pair of miniature handcuffs attached to the soft of his nose and one finger. "You'll have to carry me," he says to them, seemingly in good spirits. "I can't swim like this."