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Barnaby Jones, a Quinn Martin
production.

Starring Buddy Ebsen. Also starring Lee
Merriweather.

Mark Shera.

With guest stars Patrick O 'Neill,
Daniel J. Trevanti,

Mark Goddard, Gerald McRaney.

Special guest star James Woods.

Tonight's episode, Sins of Thy Father.

Well, I'm glad you could come.

You having a good time, Sally?

Hey, Coleman.

Did you hear anything yet?

Excuse us.

Alex, don't raise your voice like some
street hood. You're in the company of

some very respected people, as bankers,
doctors, lawyers, even a judge.

Just worried about the delivery.

Should have been here by now. Don't
worry, it'll come.

Get yourself a refill while I talk to
Danny.

That must be pretty good.

Oh, now I figured out who the killer was
after the first few pages.

Well, why don't you put it down and join
the party?

Well, I'm comfortable here, you know.

Yeah, maybe you better get your reading
done now. You won't have much time for

it when you get to Phoenix.

Dad, about Phoenix, I don't... Daddy, I
don't want to hear about that. I need

you there.

You need me to run a laundry?

Look, the action is here.

Danny, this isn't some corner hand
laundry. It supplies half the linen for

state of Arizona.

Yeah, but somebody's already running it.

Yeah, an outsider, not family. I need
someone I can trust.

Who can you trust more than a son?

Reeves!

Telephone!

Besides, Arizona will be good for your
asthma.

I'm fine, Andre. You?

How's the weather in the Bahamas?

Well, you can't beat that.

Andre, how's the shipment coming?

Good. I was starting to get worried.

Yeah. Yeah, I know where it'll be
arriving. My boy will be there.

All right, Andre. My love to your wife.

Ciao.

Is that the call you were waiting for?

Yeah, yeah, it was Andre. He said that,
uh... Danny, why don't you go finish

Vince's game for him? Take care of
Joanna, huh?

You want to take my place, little
brother?

Huh? Well, just don't wear out me, okay?

What's up, Pop?

The shipment. It's arriving today.

It's actually using those smoke flares.
I almost nosed over when the wind

shifted. Give it to me.

What about my money?

Cash and delivery.

All right, you both of you, turn around.

a big mistake, friend.

Hey, that's my car.

So call the police.

Mr. Jones, my husband had been flying
since he was 16.

I just can't believe he'd back into his
own propeller. I don't care what the

sheriff's report said.

You know, accidents do happen to the
best of us.

The fact that he had to put down for an
emergency landing... There's something

else, Mr. Jones.

Some money.

Sam was supposed to have $5 ,000 on him,
but it was missing. Why was he carrying

so much money?

Over the past few months, Sam was
hired...

To fly to the Bahamas by way of Mexico.

This was his third trip.

He was supposed to get $5 ,000 in cash
for it.

Well, maybe he wasn't supposed to be
paid until after the cargo was

The sheriff said there was no cargo.

And Sam didn't leave with any.

Who hired your husband to make these
trips?

I don't know.

Sam never told me.

And nobody's called.

Mr. Jones...

This is the first time he's done
anything like that.

But business was so bad, he needed the
money just to keep from drowning.

Please, Mr. Jones, just look into it for
me.

How do I get there?

All right.

It was my fault.

I should have been there.

Something came up. I know what came up.
Joanna.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

It's a little late for that, isn't it?
After I've been ripped off for $460

money I'm personally on the hook for.

It's their money, so it's their loss.

My job is to get it and wash it. Give
them good for bad. What happens to the

money after it leaves them is my
responsibility.

Yes.

Ah, the Bahamas again.

Yes, Andre.

No, no, no leads yet.

I got my boys working on it.

Good morning.

Good? It's terrible.

What's wrong?

Oh, don't ask me, but your father's
angry enough to eat nails.

Maybe he's turning into a goat.

Would you mind telling him that I'm
here?

I can't. He left strict orders not to be
disturbed.

Joanna, I'm sure he meant that for
strangers, not for his own son.

Why don't you buzz him?

He's on a call.

I'll have to wait till he gets off.

Great.

Yeah, I know, Andre. Andre, could you
also check it from your end? I mean,

whoever hit us knew the exact time and
place. We had to get the information

someplace.

All right, I'll be in touch.

Red, I want you to get started. Hit the
streets. See who's throwing money

around. What punk is suddenly paying off
his markers?

Come on.

I want you to start checking on our
people, starting with Fred. All we have

his word that there was a masked man.
Right, Bob.

Hi.

What are you doing here, Danny? Well, I
just happened to be in the neighborhood,

and Joanna said there was some kind of
problem. What's happening?

We got hit.

The shipment from the Bahamas.

You're kidding me.

What are you kidding about that?

Who did it?

That's what we're trying to find out.

Is there anything I can do to help, Dad?
I mean, maybe I should put off going to

Phoenix for a while.

You know, at a time like this, family
should stick together.

Yeah. We'll talk about that later,
Danny.

Man.

Imagine us getting ripped off like that.

You must be losing your touch, Vince.

That's like an airplane.

You're bothering me.

I'm Barnaby Jones. I'm a private
investigator. I was hired to see if I

find out the cause of the accident.

Mrs. Fields?

I told her she'd be wasting her money.

Sam shouldn't have tried to fix it
himself.

That's what everybody says.

Your name is?

Lewis.

Nat Lewis.

Mr. Lewis isn't my associate.

Jedediah Jones.

He's a flyer.

He was a pilot in Vietnam. I brought him
out here to kind of help me sort out

the questions and answers about the
airplane.

I was in the cavalry myself.

What kind of questions?

Well, like, why was it necessary for Mr.
Fields to make an emergency landing?

I really don't know.

And you found nothing wrong with the
plane?

No.

That doesn't mean Sam wasn't having some
kind of trouble.

What kind of trouble might it have been?

Engine could have been leaking oil.

Is that sensible, J .R.? Nope, nope.

There'd be traces of oil all over this
thing.

It's as dry as a bone.

All right, the engine could have been
overheating.

Might have had a plugged fuel line. He
could have unplugged it.

Is that possible?

It's possible.

It's not likely.

Look, I don't know. I'm just guessing.

All I know is that... The plane's okay
now.

Oh, it needs a new prop.

I'm gonna call Mr. Fields and tell her
that now. She can send somebody down to

pick the plane up. Oh, uh, have you any
idea who hired Mr.

Fields to make that Bahama run?

Or what kind of cargo he was carrying?

Nope. He never told me. I never asked.

Boy, the closest I ever got to a plane
in Vietnam was when they flew us over

there. Yeah, I know. But sometimes when
you're dealing with somebody you think

might be a horse thief, it's a good idea
to try to convince him that you know a

thing or two about horses.

Makes sense to me.

What is that?

Looks like a burnt -out smoke flare.

There's another one.

Now, why would a pilot light a smoke
flare if he's already landed?

Maybe he didn't.

Maybe somebody on the ground did, so
that the pilot could gauge his wind

direction before he landed.

Hello? Yes, it's Nat.

What do you want, Nat?

There's a private detective asking
questions about fields.

I ran into him at the plane.

What did you tell him? Nothing.

But he even had a pilot with him to
check things out. I don't like it,

What's his name?

Jones. Barnaby Jones.

All right, Nat.

You just find me another pilot.

Let us take care of Jones.

My guess is that your husband was being
paid to smuggle something or someone

into the country. It's the only reason I
can figure for a secret meeting.

Sam wouldn't do anything like that. Not
knowingly.

Did he have any new friends or
acquaintances that you were suspicious

No.

Find out anything in the file.

Just the names of the people for whom
Mr. Fields has worked over the past few

years. Small companies, mostly.

Wanting something delivered in a hurry.

J .R. called.

Do you have any information on Nat
Lewis?

He left town last night. Went back home
to St. Louis.

J .R. checked him out. Found he had
served a prison sentence some years ago.

He had been a pilot, but his license was
taken away when he was convicted.

Convicted of what?

Smuggling.

What was your husband's relationship
with Nat Lewis?

Nat just did some work for Sam on
occasion.

Although... Although what?

I remember something strange happened
shortly before Sam's first trip to the

Bahamas. Nat called one evening and
asked Sam if he'd meet him for a drink.

I thought it was odd when Sam said he'd
go.

Sam never was much of a drinker, and
especially with someone like Nat.

You asked him about that?

Yes, but he never really gave me an
answer.

He just said it wasn't important.

They met several times after that.

Where did they meet?

Always at the same place.

A bar called the Flightline Club.

I think Nat hangs out there.

You're saying I'm to blame for what
happened?

All I'm saying is that someone shot his
mouth off about the delivery.

Then maybe it was you to your
girlfriend.

All right. All right.

That's enough.

Both of you.

I trust everybody at this table.

If I didn't, they wouldn't be here.

I'm sorry. I didn't know that you were
having a meeting, you know.

It's okay, Danny. We're just about
finished.

You eat yet?

No, no, I didn't. Yeah, grab yourself
some turkey.

Buy yourself some new threads, little
brother?

Oh, yeah, I thought I'd change my image
a little. You know, add some color.

Pretty sharp.

Hey, I'm gonna have to watch my step
with Joanna, right?

Uh, right.

They're sending us another 500 ,000 to
handle. When?

It's coming through Mexico late tonight.

You get somebody down there?

There and back by early morning.

What about a field?

Well, there's that old ranch property we
took over in the North Valley. No one

goes there anymore.

Okay.

All right.

Deniman, looks like we're back in
business.

It's more like it.

I hope everything goes all right this
time, Colm. I do too, Alex. For all our

sakes.

Think they bought it?

Oak line and sinker.

All we have to do now is set the bait
and see what we catch.

Eight o 'clock.

I haven't got all night.

Don't worry, he's coming.

He better.

Now, come on, seriously, when do you get
up for him?

Way past your bedtime, Junior.

No, those are initials. It's J -R.

They're separate, not together.

Are you safe, though?

You know, it's pretty dangerous for a
beautiful little chickie like you to go

home by yourself. You know that, don't
you?

It's what my boyfriend says.

So he always picks me up.

That's your boyfriend?

Not Vince.

Vince.

Vince Rockwell, the test pilot?

No. Vince Reeves. He has something to do
with investing money.

Well, you can't say I didn't try, right?

Right.

Vince Reeves.

That name mean anything to you?

No, but Coleman Reeves does. That's his
father.

He's president of Capricorn Investment
Corporation.

There's a strong rumor going around that
they launder money for the syndicate's

gambling operations.

So you think that's what Fields has been
smuggling in from the Bahamas, gambling

money?

Did it, Dyer?

I'm happy to observe that although you
were reared in a big city, it hasn't

clouded your mind any.

It's the pilot I told you about, Jim
Cape.

Nat, look, I'm not too sure about this
thing.

Look, I told you, it's a piece of cake.

Now, won't you go someplace?

Yeah, St. Louis, a couple of weeks.

Nowhere to reach him.

Sit down.

Now, what is it you're not sure of?

Uh, well, I just never did anything like
this before.

Well, what did Nat tell you you had to
do?

Um, fly to the Bahamas via Mexico, pick
up a package.

Well, he's wrong, kid.

There's been a change in plans.

Let's go.

Why don't you follow them and see if you
can find out who the new man is?

Right.

Your name Fred?

That's right.

You got some money for me? As soon as
you hand me that case.

Hand it over.

Drop the gun!

You want to know about Vince Reeves
Barnaby?

Well, I'll tell you.

Among other things, he was found dead
this morning.

How did it happen?

Shot through the chest. A hiker found
the body.

Any idea who did it?

Somebody who didn't like him, which
means we've got our work cut out for us.

I see you have been questioning some of
Vince's associates.

Well, the ones we could locate.

It's amazing how many of them suddenly
were called out of town.

We did talk to his father, though, and
his girlfriend, Joanna Morgan.

They tell you anything?

Not even the time of day.

What about this Fred Bender?

He was Vince's right -hand man,
bodyguard, gopher. You talk to him?

Can't find him. Nowhere.

And believe me, we looked.

That's interesting.

It seems to me, if anyone would have
been close to Vince at the time, it

have been Bender.

That's exactly what we've been thinking.

What's your interest in this?

Case I'm working on.

Somehow I had the feeling that Vince was
a key piece of the puzzle.

And now?

Now I'm more convinced than ever.

And that Bender knows where the piece
fits.

You mind if I look for him myself?

Make any difference if I did?

I always feel better when I have your
blessing, Lieutenant.

You just tell me if you find him.

You'll be the first to know.

Why, Vince?

Everything I ever did was for him.

Dad.

I know how much Vince meant to you.

He was my brother. I loved him, too.

But you see, he's gone now, and we've
got to learn how to manage without him.

Pop.

I know I can't take Vince's place.

But I'm your son, too.

And I just thought if you just gave me a
chance, just let me show you what I

could do.

I promise you, I won't let you down.

My place isn't in Phoenix anymore, Pop.
It's here. It's with you.

You're right, Danny. You're right.

You're all I've got now.

I'll get it.

Joanna, come here.

Oh, Danny, what am I going to do?

Everything will be all right. You'll
see.

I loved him so much.

I know, but you'll get over it.

Now, let me help you, Joanna.

I'll help you.

Pilot's name is Jim Cave. This place is
owned by his aunt.

moved into number 10 a few hours ago.

Oh, my hat is off to you, Jedediah.
How'd you find him again after you lost

last night?

Marianne? The waitress. The waitress at
the flight line. She used to go out with

him. She remembered his aunt. I checked
it out.

I thought that her boyfriend picked her
up after work every night.

Ah, well, it's a funny thing about that,
Barnaby. See, when they left the bar

last night, they found out that they had
a flat tire.

Needless to say, this got him extremely
upset.

Took it out on Marianne. She stormed off
by herself. And you just happened to be

there. Uh -huh.

Any luck finding that loose?

Well, no. I'm afraid that our mechanic
has left town.

Yeah, what is it?

Jim Cave?

What do you want?

My name is Barnaby Jones. I'm a private
investigator.

I'd like to talk to you about Vince
Reeves.

I don't know anybody by that name.

That's funny. You were with him last
night at the Flightline bar.

Let me take the cane off the door.

Let's just talk.

Look, I don't know anything.

Well, you must know something. You were
with Reeves and Lewis last night.

Would you rather talk to the police?

Reeves hired me to pick up something.

What?

A suitcase.

From the Bahamas?

That's what Nat told me. Only when I met
with this Reeves, he told me there'd

been a change in plans.

What kind of a change?

After Nat left, Reeves told me all I had
to do was fly from Santa Monica to a

spot in the North Valley.

There'd be this guy named Fred there,
and I was to hand the suitcase to him.

And he'd give you $5 ,000?

Yeah, that's right, only that's when
everything started going crazy.

How crazy? What do you mean?

All of a sudden, there's this guy hiding
in the bush, and he orders Fred to

throw away his gun and hand over the
suitcase.

What did he look like?

I don't know. He was wearing a ski mask
and carried a sawed -off shotgun.

Fred didn't give him any argument.

Then what happened?

Well, the guy took off in the woods, and
Fred took off after him, and then I saw

Reeves sneaking around through the
woods, too. That's when I made like a

and got out of there.

How'd you guys find me, anyway?

Well, that's not important.

The thing is that we found you, and if
we can find you, they can find you.

What can I do?

I think you ought to come down to police
headquarters and tell your story to

Lieutenant Vittle.

He'll arrange protection for you.

What do you say?

Do I have any choice?

Not if you enjoy living.

I've got it.

I knew there was something different
about you. Your glasses.

Oh, well, they're resting on the bottom
of Benedict Canyon. I threw them away

driving over here.

And you made it without hitting anyone?

Contact. I've had them for a long time,
but I just never really wore them.

Why not?

Well, uh, I... Guess when you feel
you're born with two left feet.

I don't know, you just don't bother with
the way you look.

Are you sure you don't want one of
these?

Oh, no thanks.

But there's something else, too. You
seem more sure of yourself.

Even Vince noticed it. He wondered what
made the change.

You did?

No. That's the truth, really.

What did I have to do with it?

Just being the way you are.

I'm nothing special, Danny.

Yes, you are.

There's something special to me.

You know, I remember the first time that
Vince brought you over to the house.

I watched you the whole night.

I couldn't take my eyes off you.

I just thought that Vince was the
luckiest man in the world.

That's very sweet, Danny.

Joanna, uh... I know that this probably
isn't the right time, but, uh...

I want you to know that I love you, and
if you'd just give me a chance... Danny,

let's just wait and see what happens.

I'll get it.

Hello?

Looks like you won all the marbles.

Red? That's right, Junior.

Surprised to hear from me.

Yeah, we wondered what happened to you.
You know, we were really kind of worried

about you.

You were the one who ripped me off,
caused me to kill Vince.

What are you talking about?

I caught the license number on the car
you were driving. It was rented to

somebody named Bart Regan, but I talked
to the dealer, Danny. And he described

you to a T.

Well, if you believe that, why don't you
talk to my father?

He'll never forgive me for blowing away
Vince.

And I got a better idea.

Well, what?

You're going to give me $100 ,000, and
I'm going to disappear for good.

Say that again?

You are going to give me $100 ,000 and
I'm gonna disappear for good

What if I don't then I think my chances
with your old man you

decide junior Where do I meet you you
just get the money ready and stay

by that phone tomorrow at noon you got
that Yeah, I got it

Trouble? What?

Oh, no.

Nothing I can't handle.

Mr. Reeves, there's a guy outside who
says his name is... Jones.

Barnaby Jones.

I'm a private investigator, Mr. Reeves.
I told you to wait in the hall.

Well, I figured I'd save you the worry
of a round trip.

It's okay, Joe.

What can I do for you, Mr. Jones?

Well, Mr. Reeves, I came over in hopes
that you might be able to give me some

idea of who killed your son.

I've already told the police. I don't
know.

Now, what's your interest in Vince's
death?

I'm investigating the murder of a pilot,
Sam Field, and I was struck by certain

similarities in his death and the death
of your son.

What sort of similarities?

Well, location, for one thing. Both
murders took place at isolated landing

sites, and both men were apparently
involved in some sort of a scheme to

in something from the Bahamas.

The Bahamas?

Yes, according to the pilot, Jim Cabe,
there were last -minute changes.

He was told to fly his airplane in from
Santa Monica.

Who told him this?

Your son, Vince.

So I'm led to believe that there was
some kind of a trap.

to catch a man wearing a ski mask with
the trap backfiring.

Well, I'm afraid, Mr. Jones, you've let
your imagination run away with you.

As for how my son was killed, as far as
I know, it could have been a hunter.

With a .38, Mr. Reeves?

I think you'd better go, Mr. Jones.

Oh, yes, of course. I don't like to
overstay my welcome.

Oh, by the way, Mr. Reeves, I understand
you're looking for a Fred Bender.

So am I.

He's just trying to feel you out, Pop.
He doesn't know anything.

Doesn't know anything.

About the only thing he doesn't know is
who the man in the ski mask was. Which

means Bender was telling the truth.

There was a man in a mask who took our
money.

Does look that way, doesn't it?

Our biggest worry now is Jones.

He's much too close.

We're going to have to do something
about him, Danny.

Hello? You got the money, Junior?

Yeah, I got it.

You know the old bottling plan on
Commerce and 3rd?

I'll find it.

Park your car in the back and walk to
the door in the alley. I'll be waiting

inside. And, Junior, if you don't come
along, you're dead.

If you ask me, this Fred Bender's been
taking disappearing pills.

You're not holding me up for more money,
are you, Jules?

Barnaby, how can you suggest that?

I said I'd keep my ears open and they're
open.

I just haven't heard anything yet.

Well, keep listening.

It must be somewhere.

What do I owe you for the shine?

Ten bucks.

Far enough, Junior, right there where I
can see you.

You got the money?

I said I did.

It's right in here, see?

It's $100 ,000.

Just like you asked.

I got to hand it to you, Junior.

Ripping off your father like that, I
never thought you had the guts.

Well, maybe I have guts, Bender, that I
haven't even bothered to use yet.

I said, put it down.

The boys found him for me over an hour
ago.

He told us the whole story.

Danny, will you tell me why? I just
wanted to be somebody, that's all.

You were my son. I loved you. Well, that
wasn't enough.

What more did you want? Respect, Pop. I
wanted respect. You think you get that

by stealing from me? No, not by
stealing. I wanted to show you that I

something on my own.

I didn't want your money.

I was going to give it back to you.

I thought that maybe afterwards, you and
Vince and me, we could sit around and

have a good laugh about it. Well, I
should have got you about to kill me.

You think I wanted that to happen? That
was an accident.

Look, listen to me.

Okay. All my life, all I ever wanted
from you was for you to feel about me

way you did Vince.

That's all. Danny, I loved you both to
save. The difference was you also

respected him.

And I had to live with that all my life.

Now, I guess you couldn't help it.

But it hurt me.

It hurt me a lot.

Maybe I didn't treat you the way I
should.

Pop, listen to me.

Come on.

Was it asking too much?

What was it?

Was it the world?

No, Danny, it wasn't asking too much.

Will you give me a second chance to
prove myself?

Prove what?

You know that Detective Jones, you said
yourself he was getting too close. Just

let me take care of him.

Give me a chance to make you proud,
please.

Barnaby Jones' office. May I help you?

Barnaby there.

This is Jules.

Yes, Jules, just a second.

Barnaby, it's Jules.

Yeah?

Barnaby, I finally got a line on where
Bender's hiding out.

Where? You know the old bottling plant
on Commerce and 3rd?

I can find it.

Well, there's a side door near the back
of the building.

He's in there.

Barnaby, I still think you ought to wait
and take J .R. with you.

There may be 50 ways to get out of that
place.

Bender might spot me before I ever get
in.

I'm used to making things tougher than
they are.

Bender? Bender couldn't make it today,
Mr. Jones.

Well, looks like I'm a day late and a
dollar short.

Your gun.

Just throw it over there.

At least I have the satisfaction of
knowing that I've been on the right

I'll put it on your tombstone.

Just one question.

Who was that in the ski mask, and why do
I have the feeling that it was you?

Drop it, Jones.

Pop, you still didn't trust me?

Yeah, lucky for you, I didn't. I got
that gun.

You don't think I'd be foolish enough to
come out here alone, do you?

By now, Lieutenant Middle has his whole
plant surrounded.

I

think

families ought to stick together.

Get them downtown and book them. You
just leave everything to me. You got

Danny? Sure, Pop.

After all, where would I be without you?

That's the trouble with young people
today.

They don't appreciate what you try to do
for them.

And I told Betty that I was going to
handle this by myself.

Oh, you're talking about me, Barnaby? I
thought you just meant Betty.

That's another problem with today's
youth. They don't listen.

Come on, I'll buy you a glass of milk.

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