All language subtitles for Barnaby Jones s01e01 Requim For A Son

Barnaby Jones, starring Buddy Ebsen,
also starring Lee

Meriwether, with guest stars Bradford
Dillman, Robert

Hogan, special guest star William
Conrad.

Tonight's episode, Requiem for a Son.

92, 94, 96, 98, 100 ,000.

Hello, Frank. Hal Jones.

Oh, Hal. How are you?

Look, I've got a problem.

Yeah? What's wrong?

Look, we're buddies, right?

In the same business.

I need some professional advice.

Where are you?

In a phone booth. Look, I got myself
into one hell of a jam trying to help

client. May I talk to you in confidence?

Sure.

Not over the phone.

You know, I'm only a few minutes away.

Well, look, I just put a spinach souffle
in the oven. Why don't you come up here

and share it with me, huh?

I'll be right up.

Thanks Frank.

Is that you?

Who is this?

Oh, this is Frank Kennett.

Who am I talking to?

This is Hal's father, Mr. Kennett.

Hal's dead.

He was killed last night.

Oh, Mr. Jones, I... Give me a minute,
will you?

Why were you calling?

Hal called me last night.

What time?

Oh, I guess it was about a quarter to
twelve.

From a pay phone. He said that he was in
some kind of trouble.

What kind?

He didn't say. He just said he wanted to
talk to me, and I told him to come on

up to my place. He said he'd be right
over.

I'll be right over. No, no, no. Wait a
minute. Hold on. Are the police there?

They're here.

Then why don't we meet at Hal's office
before they get there?

I'm on my way.

All right.

She's going to rest now.

How are you feeling? Angry.

Betty, listen to me.

I've got to go out for a while.

Mrs. Brenner will be here with you.

I'll be back soon.

Please.

You can press away from me.

Wannabe Jones.

Frank Cannon.

Like all my condolences. Thanks.

I was a close friend.

I don't have to tell you how I valued
your friendship.

What did he say to you last night?

Oh, not much more than what I told you,
that he'd gotten himself into trouble

trying to help clients.

Client? Yeah, and he wanted to talk to
me in confidence.

Did he say where he went?

Just a few minutes away, he said.

Griffith Park.

He was shot down in the phone booth he
was calling from.

This place is like an old friend.

And there are not many of them left.

Four years ago when I retired, I
calculated I had lived exactly half my

of this office.

Hal used to love this place.

He used to come here as a boy.

Worked his way through USC.

Used to study here at night.

Been in there at my desk.

Sometimes right in here.

Oh, I used to give him some help now and
then.

Chemistry, clinical psychology, forensic
medicine, criminology.

Those were my specialties, you know.

I know.

When I turned the business over to Hal,
he didn't change a thing.

Barnaby.

I'd like your permission to take on this
case. I'd consider it a personal score

to find the man who killed your son.

That's very generous of you, Cannon, but
this is something for me to do.

Here's another old friend.

Only had to use it once in 28 years.

Look, Barney, I'm going to be blunt with
you.

You've been in retirement for four years
now.

You said that yourself.

Here's for the old reflexes, still as
sharp as a colt's.

You ever work with horses, Cannon?

Only the $10 window don't remind me of
it.

What about Hal's wife? I suppose she's
going to be needing your help now.

Yes, I thought of that.

But the more I think of Betty, the more
resolved I am to get this man myself.

Cannon, you may be the best in the
business, but I did all right for myself

28 years, and Hal was my son.

Okay.

Which isn't to say that I might not need
your help.

What case was Howell working on, do you
know?

No, I doubt if we'll find out here.

He was as uncomplicated as I was.
Carried everything in his head.

He went to a party the night before
last.

There's somebody by the name of Terry.

Terry McCormick.

Hey, McCormick.

That's the lawyer who's running for
Congress, huh?

Hal did some work for him a couple of
years ago on an industrial espionage

McCormick has kept him on retainer ever
since.

Don't you have a girl by the name of
Karen Armsby?

No, what's this?

Yesterday's newspaper.

It says there that she worked on
McCormick's staff.

So on behalf of my campaign co -workers
and myself, I'd like to say that we're

deeply gratified to learn that we've
moved ahead in the polls.

Let me ask a question, Mr. McCormick.

Some commentators attribute your surging
popularity to your free -spending

campaign style.

Well, Mr.

Russell, let me say this.

I have contributed considerable
resources of my own to this campaign.

But I believe that my exposure has not
communicated my personal means to the

voters as much as it has my spirit of
commitment.

I think that that should do it, ladies
and gentlemen. I thank you very much.

See you all in Washington, I hope.

Mr.

McCormick. I'm sorry, I have a heavy
schedule this afternoon. I'm Hal Jones'

father.

Please. Come into my office. I don't
want to be disturbed.

All right?

That will be all for today, ladies and
gentlemen.

Most of your questions will be answered
in this press release, so please take

one on your way out.

I only heard the news on my car radio as
I was driving in.

I can't tell you how shocked I was. All
of us who knew Hal felt so strongly.

Yes, everyone liked him.

Almost everyone.

I don't want to take too much of your
time, Mr. McCormick. Don't you worry

my time, sir. Here, please, come sit
down.

And tell me if there's anything at all
that I can do for you.

Yes.

Yes, you might be able to help me a
great deal.

You see, I'm investigating Hal's murder.

When was the last time you saw Hal?

Well, as a matter of fact, he came to a
party at my house in Malibu last

Thursday night.

Really?

A big party?

I don't suppose there were more than 25
or 30 people. It started out as a...

I get together for some of the members
of my campaign staff, and it just grew.

It's fortunate that my wife and children
are in Aspen visiting her parents.

Was he alone?

Hal? Yes.

Well, you're asking me, was he working
for me?

Well, the answer is yes again, but I
don't understand because it was just

campaign security.

Were you having problems?

No, not at all. I invited Hal simply to
meet the other members of my staff.

I, uh...

I wonder if it would be possible for me
to have a list of the other guests who

attended the party?

Certainly. I'll have my secretary make
out a list for you this afternoon.

Well, here's my card, in case you want
to get in touch with me for any reason.

Thank you very much for your time, Mr.
McCormick. Please call me Terry, sir.

If you stop calling me sir.

I forgot to offer my condolences to you
on the death of the young lady who was

working for you.

Karen Armsby.

Well, good luck on your campaign.

I think then we'd better check at what
time it's supposed to be at the station.

Would you let me know?

Okay, sir.

How'd you know it was me?

You have a rather distinctive
silhouette.

I talked to Terry McCormick today.

He said Hal was at the party, but that's
all.

Here's a list of the other people.

Karen Armsby was there, too.

He played it close to his vest about
her.

Awful close.

Hmm.

Two people at the same party, both now
dead.

One murdered, the other suicide.

One day apart.

Can you make a connection?

What, do you question the suicide?

I question everything.

Of course, the medical examiner's report
is pretty conclusive.

She swallowed a whole bottle of
barbiturates.

That could kill her in 15 minutes.

Yeah, it must have been some lousy
party.

And a long ride home for her, too.

That's what bothers me.

Who took her home?

Or did she drive herself?

I think I'm going to check her place
out.

You got anything else?

It's the ballistics report on Hal.

Slug from a .38.

How did you happen to find her at 10 o
'clock in the morning?

I was returning her keys.

What key?

The car keys.

Her car had been in the shop for a week.

They just brought it back.

The driver left the keys with me.

I always put things away for Karen.

She said I was like a mother to her.

And somebody else drove her Thursday
night, huh?

I don't know if it was one of them. She
had lots of bows. I didn't hear Thursday

night.

Can I keep these for a little while?

I don't know what good they're going to
do her now.

With all that attention, why do you
think she did it?

Yes.

All right, I'll take it.

Hello? I could have killed you today.

That was just a warning, Mr.

Candidate. Who is this?

Where were you last night?

We had a date, remember?

At the Griffith Park Observatory.

You think I was kidding or something?

I kid you not.

You need a little push, maybe.

Like next time I try your side of the
windshield.

I've got something better.

What are you talking about?

Oh, it's a real Valentine.

Like how you were going to divorce your
wife and marry her.

But you lied.

I'd be glad to give you a copy.

I had several made up this morning for
the newspapers.

But I'm keeping the original just for
you.

What do you want?

You've got a very short memory.

The same as before, 100 ,000 in 20s.
Have the money ready and be at your

at 11.

Tonight.

Thank you.

He's not coming back.

I know, honey.

I know.

It's what I've been afraid of for years.

He always said, oh, honey.

They don't shoot people like me. The
worst I'll ever get is a traffic ticket

a punch in the face.

I know. I used to say the same thing
myself.

Oh, I have got to do something.

Let me fix you a cup of coffee.

I guess I could do with a glass of milk.

Betty,

I've been thinking.

Why don't you come out to the ranch for
a few days?

Been kind of lonely for me out there.

Well, I guess we're both going to need
someone to take care of us.

Or someone to take care of.

I know.

Let me think about it.

Well, while you're thinking, I'm going
to make you a promise.

I promise that I'm going to get the man
that killed Hal.

Same thing will happen to you.

No, he wasn't prepared for it. I am. It
makes all the difference.

I can't stop you.

Hal was the same way.

Have you any idea what he was up to?

I didn't think so.

What about that party he went to
Thursday night?

Terry McCormick's?

Did he say anything about it?

No. He acted strange the next morning.

Strange?

Oh, moody.

Like something was on his mind.

We were going to the ball game in the
afternoon.

He forgot all about it when Terry
called.

Terry called on Friday?

Yes.

I know they met in Hal's office that
afternoon.

Did he say where he was going Friday
night?

Same thing he always said.

I'm going to meet a client.

I'll get it.

Hello.

Well, I'm glad I reached you.

What about it?

I think I have something which may help
in your search.

I'm listening.

Can you come to my house?

It's Rocky Point Cove, Pacific Coast
Highway.

I'll be there.

Betty.

I have to go out for a while.

Oh, where?

I'm going to meet a client.

Quite a view you got there.

Makes me think of China.

All that water and nothing else between
China and us.

There she lies.

Sleeping giant.

Let her sleep.

For when she wakes, she will shake the
world. You know who said that?

John Foster Dulles?

Napoleon Bonaparte.

Ah.

Here.

Oh, no, thank you.

What's your opinion?

Of Napoleon?

The Chinese.

Are you asking me as a politician or as
myself?

Aren't they one and the same?

Well, the point I'm about to make is
about the Chinese.

Some of our politicians seem to have
learned a lesson from them.

You never know whether they mean what
they say.

One truth concealing another.

Jones, I'd like to hire you.

Why don't you start by telling me
everything you can that'll help me catch

son's killer?

Al was killed by the same man who's
blackmailing me.

And you weren't entirely truthful with
me this morning.

No. Why?

The blackmailer took a shot at me this
noon in the garage of my office

And you saw the man?

No, no, I didn't. I ducked, naturally
anticipating another shot, which never

came. And by the time I looked up, he'd
gone.

You think he's trying to kill you?

No. It was a warning shot.

Because he called me at my office early
this afternoon to threaten me again.

Unless I come up with more money.

How much money does he want?

Another $100 ,000.

Another $100 ,000?

Tell me, Mr. McCormick, why are you
being blackmailed?

I'm a married man, Jones.

The past few months, I've been having an
affair with Karen Armsby.

Karen?

Oh, yes, that's the young lady that...
Yes, that's the one.

And she was here on Thursday night. In
fact, this is where she killed herself.

Well, the newspaper said that her body
was found in her apartment.

It was, because Hal and I took it there.

You see, I discovered her body about
midnight, lying in my bedroom.

I couldn't believe it.

She was lying there with that empty pill
bottle beside her.

Anyway, I went out, I locked the door, I
went and told Hal.

We waited for the guests to leave, which
was about 1 o 'clock in the morning.

And then we took Karen and the... Pill
bottle back to her place.

Could I trouble you for a glass of milk?

I see you're a sailor, too.

Understand me.

Hal didn't want to do it.

In fact, I'm ashamed to say I had to lie
to him.

I told him that I'd never had an affair
with Karen, that she was simply a

lovesick political groupie with a
history of emotional problems, which is

and that her suicide in this house would
wreck my career, wreck my marriage.

It would make it look as if we really
had been having an affair and that I'd

tried to reject her, which was also
true.

Anyway, that's why Hal finally decided
to help me.

Because he trusted me.

And because he believed in my political
future.

You mean you brought the girl all the
way out here to reject her? No, no. She

came with an actor friend. I'm not sure
which.

The place was full of Hollywood types
that night.

Well, wouldn't the person that brought
her have stayed to take her home?

I don't know. People were coming and
going all evening.

How did all this get Hal killed?

Well, we didn't know it at the time, but
obviously someone must have seen

Karen's body in my bedroom before I did.

Either that or they saw us carry her
out.

Anyway...

I received this at noon on Friday.

It's a demand for $100 ,000 to be
delivered to the parking lot of the

Park Observatory at midnight.

So you hired Harold to go after the
blackmailer? No, no. He was only

deliver the money.

But you think he tried to catch the man?

Why else would the man have killed him?

Where's your car?

It's parked in the lower driveway.

It lodged in the passenger headrest.

Mind if I hang on to this a while?

Not at all.

What are you going to do with it?

I'm not entirely sure right now.

Have you any idea who this man is?

No, he told me simply to expect his call
at 11 tonight.

So you want me to do what you think Hal
was trying to do?

Yes, I want you to catch this man. He's
Hal's killer.

You said you were out to get him, and
neither one of it wants the police to do

this job for him.

McCormick.

I don't want you to think that I approve
of your morals.

In fact, I wouldn't even vote for you.

But if you can help me catch my son's
killer, I'll be happy to oblige.

How can you eat those things?

I can eat anything.

As long as I can wash it down with a
glass of cold milk.

You know, I can believe the suicide part
of Terry's story.

I can even believe Hal's part in it.

He was always fiercely loyal to his
clients.

But I just can't see him going as far as
helping to pay off a blackmailer. Maybe

he didn't.

What do you mean?

Maybe that's why he called me that
night. Maybe he'd gotten himself into

something he didn't like and he couldn't
go through with it.

Well, why kill him?

Well, maybe he saw the blackmailer, like
Terry said, and he was going to try to

take him.

Maybe the blackmailer thought that Hal
was calling the police.

Maybe a lot of things.

We could sit here and whine and maybe
ourselves to death.

But I'm taking that phone call with
Terry tonight at 11 o 'clock.

I'm interested in finding out who's
going to be on the other end of that

Party guests?

Yeah. A couple of them.

A couple of Karens, other boyfriends.

See, it's Reed and Marshall.

Their names on the party list.

Reed Carpenter and Marshall Eaton.

They're both actors. Their addresses are
on the backs of the pictures.

Oh, you don't have much time.

Why don't you take one and I'll take the
other? Okay.

You know, Barnaby, I would love to thank
you for this wonderful lunch, but I

just don't have it in me.

What about Karen?

This is a friend of Hal Jones, Donna.
How do you do?

What's he asking you about Karen for?

Oh, come on.

He's talking to everybody who was at
McCormick's party.

Some coincidence. You take me to a party
where she's at.

I didn't even know she was going to be
there. Reed took her.

Reed Carpenter?

Yeah.

She didn't care any more about Reed than
I do.

She probably conned him into taking her
because it was McCormick's party.

She was freaky for McCormick. I don't
imagine that pleased Reed too much, huh?

Pleased him? They had an argument that
night. Reed walked out.

Who took her home?

She always found somebody.

The girl is dead, Donna.

Well, I know how that breaks your heart,
lover.

Well, Mr. Eaton, perhaps you better go
back and finish your shower. Thank you.

Mr. Carpenter?

Yeah? I thought I recognized you.

You know I watch your show every week.

Well, it's not the greatest part in
town, but at least it's a running role.

I think you're pretty good. I really do.
And I'm tough on those cop shows. You

see, I'm sort of one myself.

Cop?

Private. Mind if I ask you a few
questions?

About what?

Hal Jones.

I'm his dad.

But he was just... That's what I'm
trying to find out about asking some of

people who saw him last, like that party
Thursday night.

McCormick's party.

Yeah, I was there.

Not for very long, though. You remember
seeing Hal?

Yeah, I saw him.

Remember anything else about him?

Well, to tell you the truth, I don't
remember much. You see, I didn't stay

long. You left early?

The girl I took wanted to stay a little
longer.

Oh, yes.

That's right.

Miss Armsby.

You must have been terribly shocked.

I was.

And... I wasn't.

How do you mean?

I knew she was headed for trouble.

I just didn't know it happened that
fast.

You mean you knew she was going to kill
herself?

Oh, no, no, no.

Oh, another man.

You better believe it.

Somebody that was there that night?

The host.

Oh, yeah. I've heard that rumor myself.

I have a mint.

They're good.

Well, say, since you left early, I guess
you wouldn't know how she got home.

What does my leaving early have to do
with Hal Jones?

You're absolutely right, Mr. Carpenter.

Not a thing.

Unless... Unless what?

You think there could be a connection?

Listen, Dad, why do you keep bugging me
with your questions?

Because your answers get better and
better.

As your manners get worse and worse.

This is my floor.

Any more questions?

I think you've answered them, sonny.

I'll tell you this. That Reed Carpenter
is a real hothead.

He hates questions about Thursday night
almost as much as he hates Terry

McCormick's guts.

Marshal Eaton said about the same thing.

Evidently, Reed and Karen had a fight
about Terry.

He left the party earlier.

And could have come back later, take her
home, found the body.

That's a great setup for blackmail, but
murder?

No.

Look at this.

Terry McCormick insists... that the man
who fired at him is the same man who

killed Hal.

This is a blow -up of the bullet that
killed Hal. See the striations?

Barrel markings along the side.

Now, this... is a slug that I dug out of
McCormick's car today.

Let me see the other one.

You see, the markings are entirely
different.

Matt, this is from a .38, but someone
else's .38.

Sounds like we're looking for two men, a
blackmailer and a murderer.

We're going to a blackmailing.

I want to see those two men meet.

Reed Carpenter is just a guest.

Educated guest.

Come on, my friend.

I'll hold Terry's hand.

You see where Carpenter leads you.

Okay.

Wow.

Hello? Go down the Harbor Freeway,
across the Signal Street overpass to the

first dirt road.

Drive down to the tanks at the railroad
track.

Be there at midnight, alone.

When you see another car flash at light,
turn off yours. Get out of your car.

Leave the bag halfway between the two
cars and walk away.

If you turn, you'll be shot.

And this time, I won't try to miss.

Well, it doesn't leave us much time.

Where's the money?

You carry it.

What do you need me for?

If we're going to catch this man
tonight, you better be there.

If he sees me, he'll know it's a phony
setup.

And don't worry.

You'll have plenty of protection.

I'll be in the vicinity.

I hope you know what you're doing.

Isn't that why you hired me?

I know exactly what I'm doing. Let me
out around the turn up there.

Keep going ahead.

Better get down there.

No, Frank, this is my war party.

Those men are probably both on. I know.

Get moving or stay in the light.

Give me a back turn.

Just don't move.

Mr. Carpenter, I thought you only played
roles of redeeming social virtue.

Get up.

Hold on to that.

Are you willing to wreck an entire
career for a lousy hundred grand?

Oh, no.

Gentleman feels that you have a lot more
at stake than he does.

Well, it's almost worth it to see him
suffer.

Your life in jail?

My life.

That's the usual sentence for murder.

What are you talking about?

Hal Jones.

You killed him Friday night when you
made the blackmail drop.

Nobody made any drop.

He never showed up. I waited up there
for two hours.

Well, now, that's an interesting story,
isn't it, McCormick?

There might even be some truth in it.
What do you mean?

You thought that the only other person
who knew about Karen's death was Hal.

When the first blackmail note came...

You thought he sent it.

When you sent Hal to deliver the money
that night, you followed him.

When he didn't go to Griffith Park
Observatory, you thought he was

the money to himself and you shot him.

And tried to frame me.

You made the frame up a lot easier, Mr.
Carpenter, by running around firing wild

warning shots.

Jones, what are you talking about?
You're supposed to be working for me.

That's right.

You hired me to catch your blackmailer
and my son's killer.

Well, that's almost a direct quote.

And by golly, I think I got the both of
you.

I should have known you too old to think
straight when I heard you rambling on

about China and Napoleon.

Where's the proof?

You're looking right at it. Right here.

What?

This little old bag full of money.

Just like the other night?

What the hell took it out?

With him.

You see, I know this is Hal's.

Because I gave it to him for his
birthday a week ago.

And how the hell did you get it back
from him after he was murdered?

Unless you were there.

Zip up the bag.

and want this to happen.

Believe me, Jones, any more than I
wanted to kill Hal.

Drop it.

Or I'll kill you where you stand.

Let it go.

Thanks.

Thank your old friend.

Glad I didn't have to use it again.

Frank! Barnaby!

Glad you could make it. Thank you. How
does it feel to be back in harness, an

old warhorse like you?

That's a funny thing. Life was so good.

Retirement, perfect health, nice ranch.

Yeah? There was something missing.

And now you know.

I work.

And God help me that this is the way I
must rediscover it.

Through the death of my son.

Come on.

I used to be pretty good, you know.
Pretty good?

The best in the business.

Oh, wait a minute.

That's my line for you.