All language subtitles for Barnaby Jones s04e20 Deadly Reunion

Barnaby Jones, a Quinn Martin
production.

Starring Buddy Epson.

Also starring Lee Merriweather.

With guest stars Diana Hyland, Stuart
Moss,

Dick Van Patten, special guest star Gary
Collins.

Tonight's episode, Deadly Reunion.

All right, that's enough. Don't rub it
in.

I mean, you're just very lucky people.

While you're on the slopes at Aspen, I'm
down here worrying about who gets

seated at the best table. Right, Nora?

Do anything you favor.

Listen, everybody, listen.

Now, hold it down, will you, please?

I want to thank all of you for coming to
my home tonight to help me celebrate

the third anniversary of Lorenzo's.
That's right, three years.

That's a lot of lasagna, right?

Anyway, we must be doing something
right, because the National Gourmet

just named Lorenzo's one of the top ten
restaurants in all of California.

Not bad, huh?

So my thanks to all of you who've helped
us get where we are.

Oh, and particularly my personal thanks
to the greatest maitre d' in the

business, Vince Bradford.

Well,

that's it, everybody.

That's it. Enjoy.

We didn't say anything about giving you
the partnership.

Yeah, I heard.

Aren't you going to say anything to him?

Well, I'm ready, Nora.

You can't keep on letting him break. I'm
ready, Nora.

Dita, you've just got to have a taste of
the quiche Lorraine. It's great.

Oh, everything looks so yummy. I don't
know where to start.

Funny, I was about to use the very same
words.

Careful,

my dear.

Food is just a hobby with Rick.

Women are his career.

There you go, trying to hurt my feelings
again.

Your feelings?

Oh, Rick, don't make me laugh.

Ooh, what's her problem?

Just a guess, but I think I'm her
problem.

That's my wife.

Will you excuse me a moment?

You really look terrific tonight, Edie.
Oh, thank you.

Do I know you?

I'm Carl.

Carl Fenton, head waiter at Rick's
Place.

Oh, sure. The head waiter.

Thanks, Carl. But I don't need anything.

Hey, Laura.

Get happy. It's a party.

That little speech you made tonight.

You forgot something, didn't you, Rick?

I don't know. Did I?

My husband's partnership in the
restaurant.

You promised you were going to announce
it tonight.

It's too nice a night to talk about
business.

Come on. Let's take a walk. Rick. Come
on. Loosen up. Enjoy.

Oh, damn you.

All you do is take and take, and you
never give anything back.

The partnership, are you still hopping
on that?

You never meant to give Vince that
partnership.

You've just been using me. Get off it,
Nora. You love being used, so why don't

you admit it? You rotten pig!

You rotten pig!

I'm going back to the party, Nora.

I think you broke a tooth.

Next time, I'll break your neck.

You're finished, Vince.

You're fired.

Get out!

Give me your fanfare.

All right, ladies and gentlemen, here
she is.

the delicious, the lovely, the beautiful
Dee Dee Danvers.

And now, ladies and gentlemen, for the
climax of tonight's entertainment,

Dee Dee here is going to brave the icy
ocean and go swimming.

Let's go!

No.

Oh, no.

Rick. Rick. What happened?

Call a doctor, somebody.

It's too late.

He's dead.

The police are already calling it
accidental death.

They say my brother slipped on the
rocks, hit his head, then drowned.

And you don't think that your brother
died that way, Mr. Lorenzo?

I just can't buy it.

Rick lived on that stretch of beach for
years. Those rocks were his front yard.

Even with a skin full of booze, he could
scramble around them like a mountain

goat.

Well, accidents will happen.

Do you know of any reason that someone
may have wanted your brother dead?

Sure. Plenty of reasons.

For one thing, Rick liked to play
around, a lot.

And then there was the way he ran that
restaurant of his, which I put up most

the money for, by the way.

Oh, thank you, Penny.

What do you mean, the way he ran it? I
understand it's a gold mine.

It is.

But Rick had the talent for getting the
best people in the business to work for

him. But he did it by springing them
along, making promises he never meant to

keep. Made for a lot of bad feelings,
believe me.

Well, I can see where it might make
somebody mad enough to quit, but not

the boss.

Oh, yeah?

Well, then tell me, why was he out there
around the rocks when there was a party

going on in his house?

The only reason I could figure, he was
with someone.

You have anyone in mind?

No, but a couple of people were seen
coming from that direction.

His wife, widow, I mean, for one.

Oh, yeah, the maitre d' at the
restaurant, Prince Bradford.

Anyone else you suspect?

I can't come up with any names.

But Rick left a long trail of unhappy
women after he dropped them for whoever

was next in line.

Well, I guess that is sufficient
reasoning for me to look into this for

Good.

Very nice meeting you, Betty.

Oh, thank you, Ed. Nice to meet you.

And I expect to be hearing from you.
Yes, just as soon as I have anything to

report. Thank you.

Something on your mind, Carl?

Yeah. We got to talk, Vince.

Want to wait till we get inside?

Later, Carl.

I can't believe it.

How many years has it been, Betty?

Too many.

Oh, Vince, how are you?

Well, I'm a little shook up.

I'm sorry.

But other than that, I'm okay.

How about you?

You look fantastic.

You always said no, exactly what I
wanted to hear.

This is great.

Just great.

I guess I'm being a little dumb. You
just didn't show up here by accident,

you?

Well, what is it?

Well, I was concerned about you, Vince.

About me?

Why?

Well, there seems to be some question
about Rick Lorenzo's death.

My father -in -law is a private
detective. He's been hired to

Is that right?

Is there someplace we could go and talk?

Yeah, sure.

Not here. I know someplace.

Let's have a drink. I think I could use
one.

I don't mind talking to you at all, Mr.
Jones, but I am just a bookkeeper around

here. Nobody ever tells me anything.

Well, I really wanted to see Vince
Bradford, but it seems that my daughter

-law just drove away in a car with him.

What kind of fellow is Vince, Mr.
Overton?

Vince? Nice guy.

One of the halfway decent men around
this place.

And I sure am glad to see him get
everything that Rick promised him.

What's that?

Well, I guess it's no secret now.

Just hasn't been announced yet.

But this morning, Rick's widow had a
meeting with me and Vincent.

He's getting a partnership and a
promotion to general manager.

Is that a fact?

Sure. Hey, how about some coffee?

No, thanks.

You know, with Rick gone, Vince is the
only man qualified to keep this place

going.

You ask me, I think he's long past due
for everything he's getting.

Listen, if it weren't for Vince,
Lorenzo's would be nothing but a

house.

The maitre d' makes that much
difference?

Oh.

Vince did.

Mostly on account of his wife, Nora.

She's a society girl, you know?

Has a lot of rich jet -set friends.

With all those connections, wouldn't you
think they'd open up a place of their

own? Oh, no. It takes a lot of bread to
get a big restaurant like this off the

ground.

Sounds like Rick Lorenzo's accident was
a big break for Vince, didn't it?

Thought you'd be out.

I was out.

Been back for some time.

Went over to that Lorenzo restaurant,
and on the way back, I dropped in on

Lieutenant Biddle.

Oh, uh... Well, I, uh... I just had to
run an errand.

Oh.

What'd you find out from John?

Well, I managed to talk him out of a
copy of the police report, along with,

uh... Copy of the coroner's findings. I
even got an X -ray of the victim's

skull. Anything?

Well, there was a fracture in the back
of the skull.

The lips were cut and one tooth chipped.

Well, couldn't that have happened when
he fell on the rocks?

That's what the police think, but I
don't see how a man who was churned

among those rocks wouldn't be covered
with bruises.

What are you thinking, Barnaby?

I'm thinking that the name Vince
Bradford keeps cropping up in funny

Arno Lorenzo said was that Rick liked to
string people along with promises.

Vince was strung along in spades.

Now, after Rick's accident, Vince is in
charge of the restaurant.

Oh, that's ridiculous. Just because...

You saw me at the restaurant, didn't
you, today, with Vince?

I thought that was you.

Well, why didn't you just come out and
ask what I was doing there?

You know I don't pry into your private
affairs.

I know. I'm sorry.

It's just that, well, I used to know
Vince Bradford.

We were in college together.

We're good friends.

And when you say that the investigation
is pointing to him, I don't believe it.

To believe that Vince Bradford could be
a murderer.

For your sake, Betty, I hope he isn't.

Okay, all right, I'm coming.

is it, Carl?

I told you, we gotta talk.

Nice place, Vince.

Real nice.

Don't get comfortable, Carl. You take a
quick turnaround and then out.

What's with you?

Is this your idea of a gag?

That's some short fusing idea, Vince.

Hasn't it brought you enough trouble for
a while?

What are you talking about?

Vince, baby.

I was there up on the rocks that night.

I saw and I heard the whole thing.

You saw?

There's nothing to see.

You mean before Rick fired you for
belting him in the mouth?

Or after?

I don't think the cops would call that
nothing, do you?

Look, there wasn't anything after that.

I walked away then.

Maybe.

How do you know he didn't collapse after
you left? You hit him pretty hard,

Vince.

That's still manslaughter, right?

For sure you'll lose your job.

Maybe even do some time.

What are you after, Carl?

How about the maitre d' job, now that
you're moving up to manager?

That's it.

And a little bonus.

You know, to show good faith.

$5 ,000, Vince, by tonight.

Come on, you gotta be kidding.

Would I kid my employer?

Bye tonight, Vince.

Those bookies are squeezing me. I can't
wait.

Oh, Carl!

I didn't know you were here.

Just leaving, Mrs. Bradford.

Bye now.

Bye.

Vince, I was listening. I heard it all.

We're going to have to find the money,
pay him somehow.

Didn't you hear what I said?

I didn't kill Rick, Nora.

Carl said he saw the interesting thing.
I didn't kill him!

Okay, please, just don't yell, okay?

What about the money? Are you going to
pay him? I don't have it.

I know Carl. He's going to make trouble.

Oh, Vince, after everything you've
worked for, he's just... Nora, don't

Don't worry. I'll figure something out.

Oh, come on, Vince. I know you.

You're not gonna take care of anything.

Maybe I could go to Carl.

No, I'll go to him, and I can put him
off for a little while.

Nora, Nora, you stay out of this.

For once in my life, you let me handle
it.

Betty.

Hey there, I need another drinky. I have
to talk to you, Vince. It's very

important. Sure, come on.

What's the matter?

I was worried about you.

Barnaby's on his way over here. He wants
to see you.

Betty, I didn't expect to find you here.

Well, I wanted to pave the way. I mean,
Vince and I are such old friends.

Vince, this is my father -in -law that I
told you about, Barnaby Jones.

How do you do?

Mr. Bradford, I was hoping to have a
talk with you, but you're a pretty hard

to pin down.

Well, things have been kind of hectic
around here since Rick died, and

no exception.

This shouldn't take long. Could we use
your office?

Go ahead, Vince. I promise he won't use
his rubber hose on you.

Well, sure. Come on, I'll show you the
way.

stepped out on the beach to get a little
air just as rick left the party about

the same time i didn't say we left with
him no i don't think i did either

well anyway once you're on the beach
rick started out alone toward the rocks

you and your wife went the other
direction that's right and we didn't see

again until they fished him out of the
water you see well that's very clear

Thank you very much for all your help.
Sure.

Glad to.

I see you skin your knuckles pretty
badly.

That's nothing. I must have done that
playing handball down at the gym.

Maybe you ought to wear gloves when you
play handball.

Good night, now. Good night.

I told you tonight that I'd call the
cops. And I told you you'd have to wait

until tomorrow.

Well, you call the cops, Carl, if that's
what you want to do.

But that won't get you off the hook with
those loan sharks you're in, will it?

Okay. Good night. Good night, fellas.
Good night, Merle.

Tomorrow night, be sure of it. Someone
stole this.

We're closed for the night.

Carl, it's Nora Bradford. Would you let
me in, please?

Your old man just left. You missed him
by a couple of minutes.

I know that. I was waiting for him to
leave.

I wanted to see you.

Oh, yeah?

That's the best news I've heard all day.

You, uh, care to step into my parlor?

Set this fighter to the fly?

Over here.

Here, I've got some brandy.

30 years old, Napoleon, see?

I've got good taste, too.

And expensive taste.

It's a little too expensive for me,
Carl.

Come on, are you kidding?

Hey, I'm not kidding anybody.

I really don't have any money now, and
whatever Vince makes on that partnership

deal, well, that's going to be a long
time in the future.

Uh -uh, no shame.

Either the money gets paid to me or the
whistle gets blowed by me.

You do that?

You go to police and destroy Vince and
me?

Sure.

With Vince busted, I still come out with
something.

I'm a cinch to get the Maynardese job
that way.

Won't you change your mind, Carl?

Honey, what you said helped make up my
mind.

I'm not going to let you get away with
it.

Now, either you leave Vince alone, or
I'm going to have to stop you.

I swear I will, Carl.

You gotta be kidding.

Come on, give me that thing.

Did I wake you?

It's all right. Come on in.

I was just driving around, and the next
thing I know, I'm looking you up in the

phone book.

I'm sorry if I woke you up.

Oh, well, if you must know, I wasn't all
that sound asleep. It was turning into

a restless night. Oh, well.

What?

I just thought of something.

What?

Do you still like hot cocoa in the wee
hours?

What? Coco?

Yeah. Well, sure.

Good. Come on. I'll kiss them. I don't
think I've had any Coco since... Since

went our separate ways.

You know, that's probably the dumbest
thing I ever did in my life. Letting you

get away.

That's very flattering, Vince.

But I don't think it's altogether
accurate.

I seem to recall that it was not I who
was doing the getting away.

I don't know. It just all seemed to get
away from me.

You, the baseball career, everything.

And I was the guy who had everything
going for him, remember? Couldn't miss.

Well, that's how I... The yearbook and I
figured it anyway.

Well, I sure missed.

I missed everything.

No, I think you're being kind of hard on
yourself.

Do you?

Did you ever hear why I didn't make it
playing ball?

My temper.

I got into a beef with an umpire and I
broke his jaw.

And that was it.

End of baseball career.

Seems I remember something like that.

You didn't hear about Nora's money, did
you?

Well, once my baseball career was
finished, I decided I was going to be an

overnight millionaire.

The only trouble was that Nora's family
fortune had kind of stretched about as

far as it could go.

So when I finally got my hands on it, it
just dried up and blew away.

I'm sorry.

No, I didn't know that.

Vince, didn't you love her?

I don't know. Maybe I... Maybe I thought
so then because I wanted to.

But now I feel like I married Nora
because of her looks, her family.

Or money.

And I've just kind of used them all up.

Well, I think you've been letting things
wear you down.

I suppose we should have realized that
life couldn't possibly have fulfilled

the promises that it seemed to be making
to you.

Listen, that doesn't mean that you
personally ruined everything all by

I mean, listen, from where I stand, it
doesn't look to me as though your life

ruined at all.

Well, things have seemed a lot brighter
during the past couple of days.

Hey, you haven't said anything about
yourself.

I mean, I know I hadn't given you the
chance.

Well, after a while, I met Hal.

We were married.

He was really a sweet man.

We had a couple of beautiful years
together.

And then he was killed.

That's it.

How long ago?

Three years now.

Anybody since then?

Oh, no, no, not really.

Oh, heavens, I don't have the time,
really.

All the work that Barnaby has me doing,
I...

No, I meet a lot of interesting people.
You know, it's a life.

It sounds lonely.

Mm -mm.

Nope. Not lonely at all.

No, I'm doing work that I never... I
never dreamed that I'd really be.

All right, yes.

Hello. No, I'm awake, Barnaby. What's
wrong?

Betty, I just got a call from Lieutenant
Biddle. There's been a shooting out at

Lorenzo's restaurant.

They're trying to locate Vince Bradford.

You haven't heard from Vince tonight,
have you?

No. No, I haven't.

Well, I'm on my way out there now. You
want me to swing by and pick you up?

Yes, if you would.

I'll be ready when you get here.

Right.

There's been a shooting at the
restaurant.

The police want to talk to you.

His name was Carl Fenton, head waiter.

Looks like somebody came in and robbed
him and shot him when he tried to

He passed up a rather expensive looking
ring, wouldn't you say?

Rather careless robber.

They're probably a hopped -up amateur.

Or somebody who wanted it to look like a
robbery.

Fix a time with this? Yeah, the coroner
thinks it was probably around 1 a .m.

Oh, who's this now?

I'm Vince Bradford, the manager here.
What's going on? Well, Mr. Bradford,

have you been for the past two hours?

I've just been driving around. I felt
restless. I didn't want to go home.

So you were just driving.

That's right.

Did you stop anywhere? Talk to anybody?

No, I'm afraid not.

Would you mind telling me what's going
on?

There's been a murder.

Carl Fenton.

He worked for you.

Carl?

Yes, he... He was the last one here when
I left tonight.

We'd like you to come downtown with us,
Mr. Bradford, make a statement, answer a

few more questions.

Why? Am I a suspect or something?

Vince, I'm sorry.

But I had to tell him what I heard.

Yeah.

Well, should I...

Get a lawyer or something if you want
nobody's accusing him.

I'm not arresting you. It's just that
Well, I wouldn't say that you're 100 %

the clear you understand Will you come
along yes, why not

it's the end of a perfect day

Barnaby

I want to stay with you on this case

Anything that I can do to help, I want
to do it.

Even if it starts coming around strongly
to Vince?

Yes.

Do you want to go meet Mrs.

Bradford?

Volunteer work at a rest home.

She would be that type.

Makes it tougher not to like her.

Yeah.

Well, Betty, if you want to stay in the
car, you may.

Oh, no, no. I said I'd stay with you.

I didn't say I'd like it, though.

It's your game, Fred.

Would you excuse me for a few minutes?

I was watching for you, Mr. Jones. It
was very considerate of you to drive

I'd hate to miss one of my two
afternoons a week here.

Not at all.

It's just as easy for me to talk to you
here as it would have been in your

apartment. You must be Betty.

I've been wanting to meet you for the
longest time.

It's nice to meet you, Nora.

I wonder if we could try to clear up
this gun business.

Your husband told Lieutenant Biddle last
night that he owned a pistol of the

same caliber as the one that killed Carl
Fenton.

But you told the police that the gun had
been stolen.

You want to tell me a little about that?

Oh, yes, the gun.

Well, I'm afraid it was my fault. I went
out of the apartment for a few minutes,

and I left the door unlocked, and when I
came back, all the drawers were open

and the gun was gone.

I felt so stupid about it. I knew Vince
would be angry, so I didn't tell him. I

just thought I would replace it with
another.

Well, it's a shame you did that, Ms.

Bradford. You should have reported it.

The police might even have been able to
recover it for you.

Well, I know it was a dumb thing. I'm
sorry.

Is there anything else, Mr. Jones?

Actually, I was more interested in
pinpointing whether anyone had a reason

wanting Rick Lorenzo dead.

Anything you can tell me about that?

No. I can't think of anything.

When my husband worked for Mr. Lorenzo,
we never saw him socially, I mean.

He must have been aware of his
reputation. I understand he was quite a

He means there were other women, Mrs.
Bradford.

Yes, yes, I know. Well, I have heard
some gossip to that effect. You know how

those things are.

Only gossip?

You're such an attractive woman, I'm
surprised he didn't make a pass or two

your direction.

There's only one man in my life, my
husband.

Thank you.

Something's bothering you, Betty. What
is it?

Only that Nora's too good to be real.

I think she only meant one thing she
told us. And that was the part about

being the only man in her life.

You didn't buy that stuff about the
stolen gun?

You know, I'll call it women's intuition
if you like, but I think she was lying.

And I'm afraid she was lying to protect
Vince.

That seems like the reason she'd lie,
all right.

I have to tell you something about last
night.

You don't have to tell me if you don't
want to.

I want to.

When you called and asked if I had heard
from Vince, I lied.

He was in the apartment with me. I'm
sorry.

Was he there at the time that Carl
Fenton was killed?

No. He came by later.

Barnaby, we were more than just friends
in college. We were in love.

planning to get married until Nora came
along. I see.

I was so positive that he couldn't have
killed anyone.

I mean, I really believed.

I wanted to.

Now I'm afraid.

You don't have to give up on the guy
yet.

Not until after I sort out who Lorenzo's
girlfriends were.

I think I have an idea how to do that.

Over here, dear.

You're the lady who phoned?

That's right, dear. Betty Jones,
syndicated press service. I'm so glad

could meet me here today. My goodness,
I've been hearing such delicious things

about your career.

Waiter, double martini, please.

As a matter of fact, I was talking about
you just the other day with Rhoda

Harris.

Rhoda and I are, as they say, friendly
competitors.

Really? Yes. She gave me a nice little
hot item about you.

And though I don't usually do those kind
of stories much anymore, and Rhoda is

improving her image, I thought I'd find
out how you feel about the old

-fashioned tattletale kind of publicity.

Well, you know what they say. Just so
you spell my name right.

I'm so glad you feel that way, because
I'd like to do a nice little story on

poor dear Rick Lorenzo.

Oh, uh -oh. That might not be so good.

Well, it's just that the studio I'm
under contract to, well, they kind of

the law down to me. So if you come out
now with an item about Rick and me,

I could get into a lot of trouble. I
mean, after all, he is dead and

Dear, that is a bit sticky. You see, my
problem is that, well, when a man like

Rick passes away, well, I mean, they're
news for a few days, and, well, you have

to cash in right away, or the interest
value goes.

Oh, I really wish I could help, but...

Perhaps you can, my dear. Then I can
help you later on. I must do this item

about Rick.

Perhaps I could ask you about the other
women in his life. Could you help me

there?

Funny you should mention that.

You know, one night we had a date, and
then he broke it. No explanation.

I got suspicious.

So I drove out to this motel Rick used
to take me to.

The little love nest, huh?

Right. Isn't it too square for words?

But sure enough, there was Rick's car.

And a minute later, she showed up.
Walked right in. I mean, you could tell

wasn't the first time she'd been there,
either.

Well, come on, dear.

Give me a name. An item isn't an item
without a name.

The trouble is, it was kind of dark, and
she kind of kept her head down.

Sneaky, you know?

I'm pretty sure she was a blonde.

Did that help?

Well, it's going to have to do, as long
as I have the name of the motel.

I thought that was going to be fun.

I wound up feeling depressed.

Well, I guess maybe you even had a
hopper out of bad days.

What made you?

I thought I'd go over and check out that
motel Dee Dee mentioned, see if I can

find a name for the sneaky blonde lady.
You want to come along?

Well, if you don't mind, what I'd like
to do is go to the restaurant and try to

get Vince to open up about what happened
on the beach.

I thought the restaurant was closed
today.

Well, when I talked to Vince, he said
that he was going in to do some

Could you drop me in my car?

Sure, I'll catch up with you later.

Listen, this is a respectable place.

If the manager found out I told you
about our guest's doings...

Nope,

not her.

She's a stranger, too.

Oh, yeah.

Now, here's a familiar face.

One of our Mrs.

Smiths. The happy one.

The other was kind of shy and sad.

Got her?

Yep. That's the one.

Am I interrupting? No, no, by all means
interrupt. Come on in.

How about a drink?

Oh, no, thank you. You go ahead, please.

All right.

Well, make yourself at home.

Well, what brings you down here?

You haven't told me what happened that
night on the beach, the night of the

party. I mean, what really happened,
have you?

Vince, please trust me.

I am on your side.

You may be.

But what about your father -in -law?

He is too.

Because I told him I don't believe you
killed anyone.

Okay.

I followed Rick and Nora down to those
rocks on the beach that night.

And when I... I found him, he was pawing
her, and she was trying to fight him

off. And I yanked him around and I
belted him.

I mean, I was pretty steamed at him
anyway.

He'd reneged on a promise he'd made me.

But that was it, Betty.

One shot to the mouth.

That's all that happened.

He was alive and yelling when I walked
away from him. You walked away?

Yes. What about Nora?

She'd left a few minutes earlier.

Vince, Nora loves you.

I think she would do anything to protect
you.

I mean, I'm convinced of that.

Betty, what are you driving at?

What did you and Carl Fenton argue about
last night?

He'd seen me fight with Rick, and he was
trying to shake me down.

Did Nora know that?

Well, yes.

When Carl Fenton was shot, where was
Nora?

I don't know.

When I left here...

I went home and her car wasn't in the
carport.

I just didn't feel like facing an empty
apartment.

That's when I came over to your place.

Betty, I don't want to talk about this
anymore.

Why?

Because you don't want to face what
you're thinking.

That Nora killed Rick and Carl.

Vince.

Don't you think this conversation has
gone on long enough, Vince?

Dora, what are you doing?

I'm trying to keep you from doing what
you always do, ruining everything.

Me? What did I ruin?

You didn't have to charge in like the
cavalry that night.

I mean, I could have handled Rick.

He would have come around and given you
that partnership. I just... I needed

more time.

No, no, one manly punch and you ruined
it all.

Until you saved the situation by killing
Rick and Carl.

That is what happened, isn't it?

You have to understand something about
Vince.

I mean, he's got all those lovely
muscles, and he's very charming, but

underneath it all, he's just a little
boy.

He needs lots and lots of help.

And that's what I do. I help my husband.

It's a full -time career.

That's the only career I've ever wanted
or cared about.

I believe that, Nora.

Vince, I have to call the police.

Ah, ah, ah, Betty.

Put the phone down.

For God's sake, Nora.

Thank you, Nora.

You've just told Vince everything he
needed to know.

You mean the gun?

Oh, we'll get over there.

And he'll stick by me because I take
such good, good care of him.

Hello?

Barnaby, she has a gun!

Give me the gun!

I see you made me hurt you.

Oh, yes, I didn't want to hurt you.