All language subtitles for Barnaby Jones s01e06 The Loose Connection

Barnaby Jones, starring Buddy Ebsen.

Also starring Lee Meriwether.

With guest stars Lloyd Buckner,
Christine Belford,

Michael Blodgett. Special guest star
Nico Menardos.

Tonight's episode, The Loose Connection.

I was told you were a man who lived well
down here in Mexico, Mr. Filipe.

Yes, I live well in Mexico. I live well
in Beirut. I live well in Hydra.

I live well in Miami. In fact, wherever
I have a passport, I do live well.

Very well, I'd say.

You like my little sanctuary?

I'm pleased.

Some of these flowers are extremely
rare.

You see, plants are my hobby.

Get follows?

After all, the poppy is a flower, isn't
it?

It's a lovely, lovely flower, Mr.
Stevens.

It's beautiful and profitable. A rare
combination, wouldn't you say?

Mr. Felipe, a business point, if I may.

Yes?

You take responsibility for delivery.

When the shipment is in my hands in Los
Angeles, then I turn over the million

dollars to you.

No, I would prefer to remain comfortably
here in Angelica for the time being.

With my flowers.

My man Kirk will make the trip up north
with your man Cole. Cole, of course.

When all is done, Kirk will accept the
payment.

And now the performance.

It has become an expert chess game
nowadays delivering heroin.

Our governments, they're checking the
airplanes, the ships, the border

They even search every vehicle that
crosses, every one of them.

But watch.

This

container

holds the water for the windshield
washers.

It's a reservoir.

You see, American cars have all the
comfort.

Very neat.

Unless they check this car too closely
at the border.

This car will never cross the border.

But this one will.

Same model, same reservoir.

Will be driven by a man above suspicion.

A man that the guard know quite well at
the border. Who comes to Mexico often.

And who doesn't have any idea of the
part he's going to play.

And this is the man.

His name is Barnaby Jones. He lives in
Los Angeles.

Comes to Mexico often. He likes Mexican
food and enjoys fishing down here.

If

I

could just get this catalyst working
properly, I could develop a compound

would crystallize a faintest... trace of
oil from our fingers on any kind of a

surface. Ah, yes, Herr Professor.

You'll laugh all the way to the bank
when I get it working.

I'll be able to take fingerprints off
butterflies.

Excuse me.

I'm Eleanor Devers. Your door was open.

Am I too early?

Yes, Miss Devers.

This is Barnaby Jones.

How do you do, Miss Devers? How do you
do, sir? Oh, you're not early. You're

right on the button.

This is my daughter -in -law, Betty
Jones.

Hello. You said on the phone you were
trying to locate your father in Mexico.

Yeah, it's the first word I've had in
almost two years.

See, Dad just left home.

Cedar Rapids, that is.

And disappeared.

Yeah? Well,

he was having a lot of business
problems.

Thomas? Devers, age 44.

See, he's the only family I have.

I just didn't have anything to go on
until I got that letter I told you about

from a woman who used to be my teacher.

She'd seen Dad in Angelica out on the
fishing pier.

Miss Wiggins is her name. She was in
Mexico on a sabbatical.

He sent you his love.

He's made up his mind that here is where
he wants to be.

Like I said, just reach coming.

Mr. Jones, I know my dad. If I could
just talk to him myself.

Well, that's a pretty fair lead.

Like I said, I can't go to Mexico by
myself.

I don't speak the language and, well,
you know, a girl alone.

When do you want to go?

Right away.

I'm all packed. I have my suitcase and
my car down in your garage.

Well, that's right away.

Okay, go ahead.

Hey, Barnaby, you heard, huh?

Heard what?

The Marlin are running real good.

Oh, I won't even have time to wet a line
this trip.

Too bad.

Okay.

Buenos dias, senor. Buenos dias, senor.
Senora.

Do you speak English?

Yes. Good fishing today.

Nice weather.

Yes, it is.

We need some help.

Good fishing.

Yes, sir.

Have you ever seen this man, senor?

Si.

Well, then you know him.

Donde esta el hombre?

Oh, usted habla espanol, senor.

Si, el esta para allá. Si.

Now, speak in English.

Anglais.

He come once a week.

He fish.

Tomas.

Do you know where he lives, sir?

No casa.

On beach.

La playa.

Gracias, senor.

De nada.

Good fishing.

Thank you. Nice weather.

Adios.

Bye.

It's me.

Ellie, how did you get here?

How did you ever find me?

There was a letter from Mrs. Wiggins.

Well, I found you, and that's all that
matters.

Oh, I'm sorry.

This is Mr. Jones. He helped me find
you.

Got it. Mr. Jones?

Yes, I have to say hi.

You two probably have...

How am I doing? Nice performance, kid.

You like the wardrobe I'm wearing?

I'll just be glad when it's finished,
whatever it is. I don't ask questions.

I just take the dough.

He seemed very glad to see you.

Yeah, but... But not enough to come over
here.

He said there's nothing back there for
him anymore.

Nothing.

He's just given up, Mr. Jones.

Uh, could you take me away from here
right away?

Why are they stopping everybody?

Could be anything.

Somebody trying to enter the country
illegally.

Counterband, drugs, a lot of that
lately.

Some days they search every car.

You an American citizen, sir?

Yes, sir.

And you, miss? Yes, sir.

Would you mind opening the trunk for me,
sir?

I don't know.

Now, would you open the hood for me,
sir?

Fish

in

that bed, Barnaby?

Found one, but he got away.

Hey, Church, he's a good gringo.

Okay, Barnaby, go ahead.

Thanks. I appreciate that.

You all right?

Yeah.

I really hit it, didn't I?

Fuck. Are you two okay?

Yeah.

It was all my fault.

I wasn't even looking. I was thinking
about something else. Good way to drive.

Oh, first bullfight, didn't they?

Barbaric. Absolutely barbaric. You know
those fellas on horses that do the

poking? They pick the door. Well, you
pull on his fender. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Well, they start to stick the bull with
those things. And the little arrows pull

out. Out. Right.

Right. Out. Right. Right. Right.

I bought some tacos later.

I bet it was the same animal.

Anyhow, I took my wife down to the
motel, and I was on my way to a

Bitters might help her.

Bitters? Really?

Thanks.

Well, anyhow, I'm going to call up and
get a tow truck, and we'll get this

fixed right away, yeah?

Well, we have to phone around here now.

Sure you're all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

My insurance man in L .A. will contact
you, Mr. Jones.

And thanks a lot for not blowing your
stack like other people would have.

Mr. Walters, if I'd thought blowing my
stack would get that wheel fixed

I might have done it.

Well, that's all there is. Officer, I'm
clear with you.

Okay.

Thank you. Goodbye.

to his garage if you'd like.

Thank you, Deputy.

Shouldn't be too much longer.

Well, about $20 for labor and $15 for
the tow ought to get you on the road.

Okay. Can I have a receipt?

You bet.

I guess that comes under the heading of
expensive, huh?

We'll work it out.

They are.

Something bothering you, Mr. Jones.

That green car has been following us
ever since we left Mexico.

Sorry things didn't work out better for
you. Good luck.

Well, I tried, and that's the main
thing.

Thank you, Mr. Jones.

If you're ever in Cedar Rapids, you look
me up, huh? I just might do that.

You make good time.

Blue's a divine color on you.

Yeah, except it doesn't match my red
face.

What? What happened? Did you find the
girl's father?

We found somebody, but I'll bet you
chocolate soda it wasn't her father.

What?

Later. Let's see what this tells us.

Don't get any fingerprints on this
stuff.

Lipstick? Compact?

What's that?

Looks like a kino slip.

Gambling.

There's a pillbox with the little white
pills in it.

What kind of pills?

I don't know.

Come on, Barnaby, tell me what happened.

I think I've been had.

Used.

You? Yeah, the old gray fox.

A chump.

How? By whom?

I don't know.

I don't know why yet.

Now, if I was a courier... Car.

Be right back.

Bonneby, wait.

Bonneby, wait.

Barnaby, you know, there's just one
special thing.

Hi, Paul. How are you?

Quite an old bug like everybody, Betty.

When I make mistakes, I make them in
bunches.

If they were after me, they've had their
chance.

It's got to be the car.

Will you be sensible and be quiet and
stop thinking about it? Dr. Reynolds

you're lucky enough as it is.

Dumb luck, my bit.

And that girl, Miss Damsel in Distress.
Now, where do you think you're going?

Call Pete down to the garage and tell
him I'm on my way. Bonnevie.

And don't act like a worried daughter
-in -law right now. Act like a

Check on that license number, and maybe
that stuff in her purse will tell her

something. Honey, I'm okay.

Well, there's no doubt about it, Mr.
Jones.

There's some scratches here and there,
wrench marks.

And one hose connection loose on the
container for the windshield washer

Thanks, Pete.

What's this all add up to?

Drugs.

Heroin, probably.

Huh?

Nothing.

Thanks, Pete.

The alkaloid content of the pills in her
purse is diamond hydronate.

What's that?

Gramamine. Oh, for motion sickness?

Yeah.

Funny, she didn't seem to need any on
the ground.

For a plane, maybe? A boat?

Where is the DMV report on the license?

It's registered to a man. Harvey
Conwell, 311 Fountain. There's no

that name.

Oh, and this, um, Kino sheet.

From a downtown Las Vegas casino.

She does all kinds of gambling.

615720.

Card's marked in ink. This number is in
lipstick.

I thought possibly she used it to make a
note for herself.

Telephone number, maybe?

Not in six numbers.

Betty, get me SunWest Air.

Barnaby, you're not planning to go to
Vegas tonight, are you?

That is daughter -in -law.

615 could be a flight number, too.

Someone there?

Hold on, please.

Hello?

I need some flight information, please.
Do you have a flight number 615 or one

leaving at 615?

Flight 615.

What time does it leave?

720.

Las Vegas.

Thank you very much.

Pretty smart cookie.

It's about time.

I'm on my way.

Barnaby, you should be home in bed.

Come on now, let's get you home and
resting.

You mean you just want to drop
everything for a little while? Is that

you're saying?

What else can you do?

Betty, every day some kid gets a taste
of the needle because that poison is

allowed to get into the country.

Every day new lives go down the drain.

Where do we start?

I start at 311 Fountain.

Bye.

Barnaby Jones' office. May I help you?

Hello, Betty.

Hi. I found Conwell, our friend's
father.

He's dead.

Back of his head caved in.

Call a lieutenant and tell him to come
over to 311 Fountain.

I'll call in the details to him later.

Are you all right?

Sure.

I'll be in touch.

Well, hello.

Mr. Jones.

Don't you look nice?

So different.

I, uh, this is a happy coincidence.

Going home?

Uh, yeah, and I don't want to miss my
flight. I thought you'd, uh, be staying

for the funeral.

The funeral?

Your father.

Found murdered.

311 Fountain.

I'd like you to, uh, officially identify
the body, Miss Deppard.

Look, Mr. Jones, there's something I
have to tell you. You see, the man we

in Mexico, he's not my father.

He's still dead.

Actually, he's a friend. I stay with him
sometimes when I'm modeling or acting

in L .A.

He's an actor, really.

A dead actor.

Harvey Conwell.

Okay. You're a clever dude. You figured
a few things out.

But you've been paid, and that's all
there is to it, Mr. Jones. Not quite.

Why did you bring me here?

Well, let's see what we have here.

Looks like a classic case of withdrawal.

You ever see heroin withdrawal before?

You tell me it feels like your gut's
full of worms.

Hungry worms.

Please.

I say this young lady has OD'd badly.

You know what OD is, don't you? That's
an overdose.

That's when some poor soul gets mixed up
and thinks that twice as much is twice

as good, but it doesn't work that way.

You step across that line and your body
starts dying.

In pieces.

Mr. Jones.

My real name is Laura Tannis.

I work weekends in Las Vegas as a
cocktail waitress and here as a

model.

I went to Mexico with this photographer
on a big picture layout.

Big deal.

Big phony.

He cut out and left me with a fat hotel
bill. They were going to throw me in

jail, and this man approached me.

And he offered to help you if you do him
a little favor.

Yeah.

And the favor seemed an awful lot
cleaner than most of the favors men ask

you really want to know.

What was this nice, clean gentleman's
name?

Raul Felipe, he told me.

Who's his buyer in Los Angeles?

I don't know.

A man named Kirk works for him.

I don't know anymore, believe me.

They took me for a ride as much as you.

Would you recognize this Raul Felipe if
you saw his picture?

Yeah, I think so.

Let's go.

Where are we going?

Police headquarters to look at mug
shots.

Mr.

Kirk, I presume.

You got it.

Now drive.

You're looking at an agitated man.

I'll be direct. I want it back.

Now.

I'm not following you. What do you want
back?

You switched a million dollars worth of
my heroin. It belongs to me.

If you want to go on living, give it
back.

Isn't that heroin?

No, a substitute.

Ounce for ounce.

Sugar?

Sugar.

Jones, either you're very stupid or you
think I am. Didn't you figure that I'd

analyze this stuff?

Mr. Stevens, this is as big a surprise
to me as it is to you.

Kill the girl.

Don't fool with her first. Just kill
her.

No.

Now, Mr. Felipe is gonna be here soon,
and I'm sure he's gonna want to handle

this himself.

I want that stuff now.

We wait for Felipe.

You stay here with him.

Stevens, you don't give me my orders.

Felipe's going to want to talk to me.

All right.

You'd be idiots to try anything.

Eleanor, listen fast.

We left Mexico with a fortune in heroin.

Somewhere between here and there,
somebody double -crossed somebody.

But who? They think it's us.

That's right.

I want them to keep thinking that.

Eleanor, if you've ever acted in your
life, act now.

You rant.

I can kill each one of you, slow or
fast, or in front of each other.

But I've already wasted too much time
eliminating your father.

You're far beyond your depth.

And you, you're an old man.

I want answers, and I want them now.

I'll give you answers.

Well, I'm glad you're not so old that
you've grown foolish.

Where is it?

I've got it.

On the way to Mexico, the lady confided
in me, and we decided to turn a quick

profit.

You two amateurs.

You decided you want to turn a quick
profit.

A million dollars is a pretty big
temptation, even for a solid citizen

myself. So we switched sugar for the
heroin and left the heroin south of

He's already sold it, Felipe. That's
just a... stall to keep alive.

Perhaps, perhaps not.

You undoubtedly have a proposal for me.

All I can offer at this time is your
merchandise for our lives.

Put it away, please. He's lying.

And if they're not, and if you kill
them, you've lost nothing.

But I will lose one million dollars
worth of heroin.

Give it to me.

I only say please once.

You will take us to it.

And believe me, if you are stalling, I
will give Mr.

Stevens back his gun.

Seems fair.

Good. We will take my car.

It is your party, Mr.

Barnaby Jones, so you drive.

You two, you wait for me until I
telephone.

Why'd you stop here?

You should try to stay calm, Mr.
Stevens. I read an article last week

that many physical ailments are the
direct result of a nervous disposition.

Felipe, how much longer are you going to
let him waste time?

No longer.

Where is it?

I don't know.

I don't have it. I never did.

I knew it.

That's a poor choice of words, Mr.
Stevens, for a clever man. The way he

knew it.

Well, Mr. Felipe, how could he know it?

I come clean. We don't have it. That
just leaves you, too.

How could Mr.

Stevens be so certain I was lying unless
he has it himself?

He's crazy.

He's playing games again. The way I
figure, the switch had to be made while

car was being towed to that service
station.

Your men Cole and Kirk had us under
observation for every second, except for

minute while we were going through a
tunnel.

How much more of this garbage are you
going to listen to?

A little bit more.

It cost me nothing.

And the story's fascinating.

One more question.

How do you set up something like that
unless the accident is arranged?

And Mason, the tow truck man, is in it
all the way. That character with the

bellyache and the cameras, that whole
scene.

Yes, that really rankled.

Expensive cameras.

He ran around banging them together like
he didn't know the difference between a

lens cap and a light meter.

A real camera nut would never treat his
equipment that way. He didn't even take

any pictures, just as insurance in case
I sued later.

Those cameras were just props.

And, of course, he was the one who
called the tow truck.

Am I filling in any holes for you, Mr.
Stevens?

Maybe we can sell the funny papers so
the trip shouldn't be a total loss.

Come on, get it over with.

I can suggest a way to get it over with
once and for all.

Please do, Mr. Jones.

Why don't you have Mr.

Stevens take a little walk?

over to that station.

We'll watch and see whether he's greeted
as a stranger or as an

old friend.

Please, to set my mind at ease and to
end all that.

Mason, you don't know me.

Don't pay any attention to me. Just keep
on walking.

You don't know me.

That's right.

That's right.

You lose, Mr. Jones.

No, I win.

Steve!

What are you doing back there?

I think we stopped the whole shipment.

Looks like the real stuff. Worth a
fortune on the street.

You're going to have to go with them
now.

I'll be testifying about you, Eleanor.

Everything, including how you helped.

Thank you.

You know, I ran so hard for so long.

It might be good to stop running for a
while.

Maybe I'll figure out where I belong.

You belong where you earn your way.

This may cost you time, some hurt, but
you're going to be all right.

I think you're going to be fine.