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Barnaby Jones.

Starring Buddy Epson.

Also starring Lee Merriweather.

With guest stars Shirley Knight, Jane Elliott,

Quinn Redeker, Joshua Bryant.

Tonight's episode, Fantasy of Fear.

I hate dorms, Marmela.

Well, thanks a lot.

You know what I mean.

I wish Vincent were home.

Oh, look, why don't we call it a game? Your heart's not in it. It's like taking

candy from a baby.

Oh, I'm sorry.

You know me.

I only open my mouth to change feet.

I'm going to have to learn to live with thunderstorms, words that hurt.

Don't start to brood, Kay.

Won't bring Sandy back, and we don't want you set away again.

It'll take some time.

Time's up.

We all gave you a year with those high -priced shrinks.

Now it's time you rejoined the human race, my friend.

I'm trying, Anne.

Kay, you've got everything.

You have enough money to carpet the ocean from here to Hawaii.

You have a beautiful man who loves you.

All right, you're a rotten backgammon player, but you're a wonderful neighbor,

and those are very hard to come by, so shape up and stick around.

I'm still here.

Look, you want to spend the night at my house. I'm dying to know if I snore.

No, I'm going to call Vincent.

Say goodnight, and then I'm going to bed.

Okay.

And I would offer to help you clean up, but you're the only person I know who

can afford disposable Dresden.

Do you want a flashlight?

It's so dark.

My dear, when you have walked home from as many blind dates as I have, night and

dark are the safest places there are.

Good night.

Hello, this is Mrs. Vincent Lewiston calling from Los Angeles. Would you ring

husband's room, please?

Just a moment, please.

I'm sorry, ma 'am.

We show no Vincent Lewiston registered.

Well, are you sure?

It's Lewiston. L -E -W -I -S -T -O -N.

I'm sorry.

I have no Lewiston shown.

Would you like to speak to the desk clerk?

No.

No, that's all right. Thank you.

Hello?

Mommy? Who's this?

Mommy? Is that you, Mommy?

I'm afraid you have the wrong number.

Don't cry, please. Don't cry.

Where are you?

They're calling me, Peter.

Now I've got to walk home in the dark. No, no, dear, don't do that. Just give

your number, and I'll call your mother for you.

Hello? Did you hear...

There you see.

How long was it before you went back to the car?

Half an hour.

Maybe longer. I'd remembered I'd left the lights on in the car, but the panda

bear was gone.

Could the panda bear have been stored somewhere where neighborhood kids might

have found it and dragged it out to play with it?

No.

After my daughter was killed, while I was in the sanitarium, Vincent, my...

My husband got rid of all the toys.

Everything I asked him to.

And if it was there, it would have been put there. And if it was gone, it would

have been taken away.

If I'm not hallucinating or imagining things, I really can't be sure.

I feel like my sanity hangs on that thin little two -letter word, if.

This photographer you spoke of, Robert Justin Black.

He showed up at the house a few days before what would have been Sandy's

birthday.

You said he claimed you had made an appointment.

Yes, to take Sandy's birthday picture.

I sent him away. I don't think I was very nice.

Then on the day that would have been her birthday, the delivery boy came and

brought a blue bicycle?

Yes, just like the one Sandy was riding on the day that she was killed by that

hit -and -run driver.

Oh, dear. Have you told this to anyone?

No, I wanted to, but I was afraid.

Who were you afraid of?

Me, I guess.

The doctor didn't want me to come home quite so soon.

And poor Vincent has enough to worry about.

The truth is, I just don't want to be sent away again.

Your husband was in Phoenix.

Yes. He's had to travel a lot in the last four years.

Since my father died, he's managed the company.

I guess I...

I've been very selfish.

I've made him suffer all of his grief over Sandy alone.

Did you remember about bringing the picture of yourself I asked you for?

Yes.

My husband will be home. I should be there.

Oh, why don't you go?

And just remember that you left all your troubles here.

I'll try. Thank you, Mr. Jones.

Why don't you start checking into the appointment record of that photographer?

I'll see what I can do about clearing up this bicycle business.

Do you think it really happened? I mean, the way she told it?

Well, I'm certain of one thing. She believes it did.

What are you doing here?

Please don't call the sheriff, ma 'am. Don't call him again.

Then what are you doing here? You have no business here.

Go away.

All of you, please.

Just go away.

Vincent.

What's going on?

I'm so glad you're back.

Oh, it's those kids.

I wish they'd find some other stretch of beach to find themselves on.

Honey, kids are going to be kids.

If you're going to let them bother you, they're going to make a whole career out

of it.

How's everything else, all right?

Fine. Good. Heard you had some rain last night.

I tried to call you at your hotel.

They said you weren't registered.

Oh, how do you like that?

Wonder how many other calls I missed.

Some mix -up, I guess.

Hey, I tell you what.

I'll get changed and get out of my corporate tie and we'll go for a walk on

beach.

Where did this come from?

I don't know.

Those kids, I guess.

Catch.

A bicycle just like this one.

Well, that's not what I said. I said this is the bike.

Yeah, I know you did. I just wanted to be sure you remembered exactly.

Oh, I remember exactly. I had to call all over town to get a blue one.

It had to be blue, she said.

Why did she want a blue one? Well, she said that her daughter, Sandy, had to

have a blue one.

When I was a kid, color didn't mean anything, as long as it had two wheels.

What's this all about anyway, mr.

Rob Jones part of you Jones? Well, I think somebody is trying to play a

practical joke on some friends of mine I just want to be sure did this lady mrs.

Lewis. I got her address right here on the delivery slip She said to deliver it

and that her husband would pay us when we got there COD That's not the way it

worked out some people

I mean, I sent Eddie with our truck way out to Culver City to get it, right? And

then he made a special trip way out to Malibu.

And when he gets there, she jumps all over him, accuses him of playing some

of a sick joke on her, and demands that he return it.

And there it sits.

Well, I think I can explain part of it.

Lady, have you been in the shop?

It's a practical joke, all right.

And it's still on me.

Yeah, that's her.

Mrs. Lewister.

You say this lady's a friend of yours, mister?

Well, you better see that she gets help.

Because she's just plain crazy.

Honey, listen.

On those kids.

If they keep bugging you, just wave at them.

The guy's been crazy to think you're friendly.

Bye, baby.

Can't be too safe.

Dan?

Dan, what are you doing here?

Morning.

To send a boy wonder off to play with your factory?

I asked you not to just walk in here like this.

I was just taking my morning constitutional and ran out of gas.

Always keep a light in the bar, go to the coast.

I don't care how many other houses you walk into and out of around here, but I

prefer you came here when you were invited. Now, why don't you take your

Mary and go?

Married me, you wouldn't be left alone here all the time like some piece of

driftwood. You know...

Not being married to you is a blessing that grows brighter with every year.

Now come on, let's go.

You didn't used to talk like that.

Not back in school.

Summer's out on Bar Harbor, necking on Scooter Point.

Oh, come on now, grow up.

Stop reliving your childhood.

Our families expected us to get married. You let them down.

Young Horatio Alger came in there and kidnapped you right out from under my

nose. Dan, if our friendship over the years means anything to you...

I never found one other girl to take your place.

Now look at me.

Look what you did to me, Kay.

I'm sorry, Dan, but I'm not going to take the blame.

I'll settle for just a little warm understanding.

For old time's sake.

I said stop!

Oh, I'm sorry.

I knocked, but the front door is a little far from the ringside.

Mr. Parker was just leaving.

Yes, yes he was. Yes, indeed.

You win round one.

I want to thank you for your...

Hostility. Have a good day, sir.

From the look of him, he won't be on his feet for round two.

Dan Parker, one of our resident bottle babies.

He does have his first feeding early, doesn't he?

Well, what's the verdict, Dr. Jones?

I take it you've been looking into my symptoms?

I had Betty check with a photographer.

His answering service does have a record that somebody called up to set up an

appointment, but it doesn't show whether it was a man or a woman.

Meaning it could have been me.

Not necessarily.

But the man in the bicycle shop is going to be difficult to convince.

I showed him your picture, and he was certain that you were the one who

the bicycle.

That is impossible.

I don't believe this has happened.

Well, one layer doesn't make a cake. Let's wait till all the facts come in.

I was hoping your husband would be here.

Not yet, please, Mr. Jones. I don't want him to know yet.

Well, I have to talk to him about the toys sometime.

If you did not imagine all this, then someone may be trying to do you harm.

Are you sure he was in Phoenix the night before last?

At this point, I'm not sure about anything, Mr. Jones.

When I called the hotel that night, they said he wasn't registered.

And what did he say?

That there was some mix -up.

Those things happen. Vincent... Vincent wouldn't lie to me.

Well, when shadowy things are going on, I have to look in the shadows.

Vincent is my whole life, Mr. Jones.

I trust him.

Cut.

All right, set up for the package shot. That was fine, Dorian.

The point is, you see... You not only have to convince the ladies out there

they get a Bermuda tan in every bottle, but they get a body like that to boot.

I'm sorry to interrupt your work.

Interrupt me at work, but never at play.

What's on your mind?

I don't quite know how to ask this.

Try putting it in the form of a question.

Anne, you're probably my oldest and my dearest friend.

Well, that's very flattering to me, but it doesn't speak very highly for you.

Did you and Vincent have a row?

No, nothing like that.

Too bad. I was ready to take his side.

And I was away a long time.

Well, I guess when they put you in a room with no knob on your side of the

it seems like a long time.

Long enough, maybe, for Vincent to get interested in someone else.

Vincent?

I'll tell you what you're talking about.

I'm a very close neighbor.

With two all -seeing eyes separated by a very nosy nose.

And you want to know if I saw any fun and frolic going on at your house with

strange females while you were in the shrink tank. Am I right?

You have such a warm, compassionate way of putting things, Anne.

Well, you don't need warmth or compassion. You need a good spanking.

Maybe.

Look, Kay.

All men are dogs.

But Vincent is strictly a one -woman dog, believe me.

I tried to seduce him a couple of times myself, once with a chocolate layer cake

and the other time with my noodle casserole, and those are my two best

And all he talked about were you and business.

And I think you had it over business at least two to one.

Well, I just thought that's your problem.

You imagine things.

Ready to go, Miss Danvers.

Oh, look, I've got to go before Miss Suntan fries herself underneath those

lights.

Thank you, treasure. You really are.

Oh, don't tell me.

Tell Long John Silver in case he's still looking for treasure.

Thanks.

I said no. Now let me go.

Well, Mr. Parker.

Doesn't seem to be your day for girls.

Well, the day is young.

I shall cast my net elsewhere.

Sit down.

Join me in a touch of social anesthetic.

Thank you, but sea air is intoxicating enough for me.

Hemingway Dockery.

Rum over ice with just a breath of lime.

It's like they're cheating you on the lime.

An acute observation, Mr... Jones, Barnaby Jones.

You here to chastise me for that innocent little sparring with Kay which

observed this morning?

No, just curious as to why you wanted to hurt Mrs. Lewiston.

Hurt?

Dear Kay inflicted the unkindest cut of all ten years ago when she married that

shining tower of ambition.

Lewiston seemed well suited.

She has yet to reap the full grief of her folly.

I think Mrs. Lewiston has had her share of unhappiness.

One of these days, I'm going to straighten up to new heights of

She'll weep for the mistakes she made.

The sheriff might be interested in hearing your plans for self

If you're making a point, don't just whittle away at it.

Mr. Parker, you have a record of three arrests for beating up on women.

A little misunderstanding.

No charges were ever filed.

Maybe the ladies were paid for their bruises. That keeps it private, but

nonetheless painful.

As you say, private.

My private life is my own business.

Your private life seems to have been a history of getting your own way or

hurting someone.

My only concern is what punishment you feel Mrs. Lewiston deserves.

Look, Jones, I don't know whether you're a doctor or a lawyer or what you are, a

friend. Well, you're not on my list.

I must ask you to leave.

This is a private table by invitation.

Mr.

Parker, if Mrs. Lewiston is on your list, my advice is to take her off

any further bruises to Mrs.

Lewiston might result in repayment in kind.

What are you doing here?

Honey, what are you doing out here?

I come home and the door's standing wide open. You're not in the house.

What?

Oh, good God.

I heard towns and I went outside.

When I got to the bluff, I saw him fall down onto the rocks.

Sheriff, really, she's in no shape for this. No reason to trouble you any

further right now.

You know, Barnaby, I always figured that something like this might happen to Dan

Parker.

You think he just walked off there in the dark?

Well, better walking than driving.

Just lucky he didn't take two or three innocent people with him on the highway.

Well, thank you both very much.

Ms. Lewiston, what voice you heard?

Did it sound like the child's voice you heard on the telephone?

I don't know.

I just don't know.

Honey, now look, I'm sure you thought you heard a voice.

But listen, imagination plays funny tricks on all of us sometimes, you know.

heard it. I know I heard it.

Well, look, the doctor gave you this additive for a reason.

Why don't you go on in now and try to get some sleep?

This whole thing's going to look a lot clearer to you after a good rest, okay?

Maybe I should. I'm very tired.

Mr.

Jones. You go on, plop all those worries into a goose -down pillow.

You know, I'm a fisherman, and sometimes a line that looks all snarled up will

come free with just one little tuck.

Now, Mr. Joe.

I want you to tell me something.

What are you fishing for here?

The case that she hired you.

Some nonsense about a panda bear.

And a phone call from a theater that's not even open.

What is all that?

Well, it could be that somebody's trying to convince your wife she's losing her

mind. Ah.

I said, no.

You see, Sandy's death left some very deep scars on Katie.

I mean, that woman walked around this house speechless for weeks.

She was next to catatonic.

And, you know, we thought and hoped at the time she spent in the sanitarium and

healed the wounds, but... Well, maybe not.

Mr. Lewison...

I understand your wife tried to call you in Phoenix and out of the big storm and

didn't get you. Yeah, I explained that whole thing to her. That was just, you

know, a big mix -up down there.

No, it wasn't a mix -up. I investigated it personally.

You checked out of the hotel at 7 .30 that evening.

Listen to me.

I don't want you ever, ever to breathe a word of that to her.

Maybe you better explain.

I'll explain. It's very simple.

See, Kay is deathly afraid of small private planes.

Now, I promised her that I would never fly in one.

Well, I had to be in Long Beach that next morning.

I've got a friend with a small private plane, and he agreed to fly me, and I

accepted, but I don't want her to know that.

I spent the night in a motel down there in Long Beach. Next day, I transacted my

business and came on back.

Well, maybe you can give me the call letters of the plane or identify the

Mr. Jones, really, I've plowed through so many figures in there this last

I mean, you know, I can barely remember my own phone number.

Mr. Lewiston, you realize that Long Beach is well within the range of anyone

attempting to terrify your wife? Are you accusing me?

If you're so firmly convinced that all these strange happenings are purely

imaginary, then how can you get the feeling that anybody's accusing you of

anything?

Tell your wife I'll call her after she gets some rest.

on, Steve.

Hey, Buzz, you got a blast.

Oh, what do you know about that?

Yeah, Barnaby, there's nothing we didn't expect in the preliminary autopsy

report.

A long fall and a hard landing.

A lot of alcohol content.

Rather low.

You couldn't really arrest a man for drunk driving with a count that low.

Well, drunk walking is something else, especially up there along that bluff

where the footing's bedded up in daylight, let alone in the dark.

Distance from the path to the bluff is only a few feet.

Might make a world of difference in whether Dan Parker died accidentally or

purpose.

Oh, you private investigator.

You have a habit of trying to make something out of nothing.

That may be, but one thing I'm out of the habit of, though, is changing tires.

Oh? Have you got anything on three young people, two fellas and a girl?

One of the fellas sometimes wears a football jersey, short sleeve, number

Oh.

Young kid, about 17, straight blonde hair?

Yeah. Little rascal just let the air out of my tire.

And the other two handle the wheels, the getaway van.

Well, Barnaby, if you want to sign a complaint, their folks will be over here

before the ink is dry.

Besides that, they'll bring a lawyer who makes more in one week than I make in

an entire year.

Regular customer?

Well, we try to, uh, grin until they grow out of it. I sure wish they'd bring

spanking back into popularity.

They have anything in their record that the state would consider more than a

spanking offense?

Uh...

Well, we hauled them in here a couple of months ago. Somebody complained about

them having a marijuana party on the beach.

No sale?

No evidence. We gave them a talk about support your local sheriff and let them

go. Funny thing, though.

They kept accusing Mrs.

Lewiston of turning them in.

She didn't say anything about that to me.

Well, it wasn't her at all.

I told them that, they wouldn't believe me.

Young girl Angie kept yelling...

That lady's been crazy ever since her kid was killed.

They ought to put her away, not us.

Maybe Kay came home from the hospital too soon, Vincent.

Not soon enough.

I don't know what to think.

Kay, should you be up?

Hello, sweetie.

How are you, better?

I feel a little dizzy.

Well, sit down. Here, take a seat. No, I just realized I haven't had anything to

eat since yesterday noon.

Oh, well, I'll wrestle up something pot luck, if I can find the pot.

No, I'll do it myself.

I don't want to be waited on like I'm some sort of patient.

I think they can brave my feet, though.

The sandwiches be all right? Sure.

Kay, what is it?

Kay, what is it?

Kay,

sit down.

What is it?

What is it?

Kit, I'll call the doctor. She needs help.

Let's have a little talk, sonny. Hey!

You run away this time, and I'm going to drive this thing right in the water and

let the tide fill it up.

Okay.

Okay, so I let the air out of your tire.

So I plead temporary insanity.

You're getting pretty long -legged to be cute anymore, son.

All I want to do is have a talk.

About what?

The Lewiston house.

The cars seem to have a tendency to get flat tires up there.

You been up to anything else up there?

We always hang out there. That's our territory.

What about two nights ago, the night it rained?

Hey, we know enough to stay out of the rain.

What about last night?

Oh, Angie dragged us off to some friend's house to make pizza.

We missed the whole thing.

That lush parker taking his dive on me.

That's your territory.

You must have had a good opportunity to see what went on up there when Mrs.

Lewiston was in the hospital.

So the house has got two -way glass. What are you getting there?

See anybody else up there while Mrs. Lewiston was away?

Only that woman.

What woman?

I don't know. I never really got a close look at her.

Did she spend a lot of time with Mr. Lewiston?

No. Mostly she was up there when he wasn't even home.

Used to see her walking around inside the house.

Taking care of things for that crazy lady, I guess.

Or herself, maybe.

How is he, Doctor?

He is suffering from severe shock, Vincent.

What happened?

Well, I don't think I know.

She slept for a while after that sedative that you gave her.

Then she woke up, she was hungry, she went into the kitchen.

Did you say anything before?

Was she rational?

Oh, yeah.

What did she say? She said, I think I've got a loaf of bread in the freezer, if

you don't mind sandwiches.

Then when she came back out, she was... Well, you saw.

Well, we won't know any more for two or three hours. She's sleeping now.

I'll be in touch with you, Vincent.

Thank you, Dr. Marsh.

Ah, I've got a whole office full of people from Washington in about 25

I've got to get to a phone and cancel. No need to do that. The doctor said it's

going to be two or three hours. I'll call you if anything happens.

Go on. All right. Thank you, Annie. Thank you. If I can get you a cab, I'll

it another time, Mr. Jones. Please.

Such a terrible strain on him.

I don't know how he manages.

You mentioned calling a taxi.

Did he ride here in the ambulance with Mrs. Lewiston? Yeah.

It's a good thing, too. I was so upset I could hardly drive myself.

Poor Kay.

You've known her a long time.

Yeah.

I used to be able to make her laugh.

I guess that's all over now.

Barbie, you know, when it's not your own home sweet home, I think it's called

breaking and entering.

Are you getting too old for this kind of work, Betty?

I'm just offering a legal observation.

Well, keep observing.

On a round trip from the patio to the kitchen, Mrs. Lewiston saw something

caused her to go into shock.

I wonder if it could have been this.

Matthew?

Oh, what a pretty little girl.

Is this the panda she was talking about?

Or one just like it.

A panda that walks in the rain.

Barnaby, you don't think she was imagining it all, do you? I mean, the

the voices?

No. It's possible that Dan Parker heard the same voice.

Let's go look in the kitchen.

I think I have a loaf of bread in the freezer, is what she said.

She was right about the bread.

She wouldn't be scared speechless by a loaf of frozen bread.

Get me that picture from the living room.

Panda could have come in out of the rain.

When she opened the freezer door...

She said one eye was loose.

Kay Lewiston has been seeing and hearing things that are real, not imagined.

Why don't you do some checking for me, real fast?

I can't stay here overnight, Ann. Calm down. Where's Vincent? I can't get in

touch with Vincent. I have tried for two hours, but I'm sure he'd want you to

stay right here. I can't.

I can't stay in this place.

All right.

I'll take you home. Maybe he'll be there when we get there.

Just want to get out of here.

No, this way.

Vincent isn't here.

He'll be here. He'll be.

I don't want to go to bed.

I want to wait for Vincent.

If you think I'm going to sit and grow old with you waiting for Vincent, I

operate a drive -home tuck -in service. That's all.

Now get undressed and get into a robe. I'll draw you a nice warm bath.

What is it? What's the matter?

Didn't you hear it?

Hear what?

Listen.

Mommy, mommy, help me.

There. Did you hear it?

Kay, I didn't hear anything.

Get hold of yourself.

The bath will help you relax.

Sound will go away.

Do you hear me, Kay?

In the closet, Sandy's teddy bear.

There's nothing in there.

You're not well, Kay.

We know that, don't we?

You're not going to get well.

Never. We know that now, don't we?

I can't.

Can't live this way.

I want to die.

I know.

I understand.

I want to be with Flannery.

Die.

I'll help you.

It'll all be over.

No more voices.

No more pain.

Okay, it's all so easy

What are you?

Vincent, don't worry about Vincent.

He'll be fine with me.

He needs a strong woman.

No.

Oh, please don't, Sandy.

Here you are, Kay.

It's all so easy.

The door will be locked and no one will know.

Go on.

Take it.

Go on, Kay.

Mommy.

Mommy. Help me.

Mommy.

Help me.

I miss my baby.

You'll see your baby.

Not long now.

And don't worry about Vincent.

Mommy, please.

You're very talented, Miss Danvers.

But I don't think your talent quite extends to a perfect murder.

No!

Vincent, I'm so glad you're here. You don't know what's been going on. You've

got to get me out of here immediately. You're not going anywhere, Ann.

You're not going anywhere.

You were all in on this together.

Why, Ann?

Why would you do this?

Why? Yes, I want to know why you did it.

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