All language subtitles for Barnaby Jones s06e08 The Captives

Barnaby Jones, a Quinn Martin
production, starring Buddy Ebsen.

Also starring Lee Merriweather, Mark
Schera,

with guest stars Jeffrey Lewis, Mills
Watson,

Charles Frank, with special guest star
Tiffany Bowling.

Tonight's episode, The Captives.

Thank you.

Hello? Anybody home?

I'm sorry there, partner. I guess I fell
asleep back there.

Oh, things kind of...

Quiet on Sundays, huh?

Yeah, I think the whole town's over to
the big fair over there at Culverton.

Is that where you're headed?

No, I just came from there.

They're showing some mighty fine
-looking horses over there.

Are you Mr. Mooney?

Yeah. What'll it be?

Well, how about a glass of milk and a
piece of your famous apple pie for a

start? Apple pie, all right.

Over there.

Oh, yeah.

I don't usually serve customers myself
anymore, you see, but I let all the help

have the day off so they could enjoy the
fair like everyone else.

Oh, including this young lady?

Gloria Godwin?

You a cop or something?

Private investigator, Barnaby Jones.

Gloria disappeared.

About nine weeks ago, her husband asked
me to find her. She in some kind of

trouble with the law?

No.

Nowadays, it's a woman that runs away
from home and family.

Her husband is looking for her.

Huh.

Yeah.

Well, what makes you think that I'd be
any help to you, Mr. Jones?

Well, she's one of your waitresses,
isn't she?

Am I?

According to her employment record.

I see.

Oh, yeah, yeah, I remember her now.

She didn't stay more than a couple of
days, though, before she quit about a

month ago.

That's funny, because according to my
information, about a month ago, she was

working at Merced, and she took this job
a few days later.

Oh, yeah, yeah, that's right. It wasn't
a month ago that she quit. It was more

like a couple of weeks.

Any idea where she is now?

Oh, waitresses come and go. Who can keep
track of them, you know?

Well, thank you very much.

What do I owe you?

Oh, a half buck.

You having a special on your famous
apple pie, Mr. Mooney?

Special? Sign says 75 cents.

That just proves I should have stayed in
bed this morning. With the milk,

that'll be a dollar.

Goodbye. Thank you.

Have a nice day. Thank you. Same to you.

Messing around with them. Why didn't you
just tell them you were closed?

Yeah, well, I got rid of them, didn't I?

Well, Mr. Mooney, this belongs to you.

But the tip belongs to me.

Fair is fair, right?

It's not like we're a bunch of cheap
crooks.

You got rid of him, huh?

I guess he's going to be trouble after
all.

Well, I don't want to use this, but I
will if I have to.

to give those guys competition or what?

Well, I'll tell you, J .R., if you could
win a tennis championship on Looks

Along, Kid, you got it.

What's the first prize?

A blonde, brunette, or redhead?

All three. It's a matched set.

Is this the report on Brown versus
Miller?

Would you believe that it took the
entire weekend almost to decipher my

shorthand? I've got to go back to
school.

Where's born of you? The missing wife.
Remember you had to go off to Las Mesas?

Oh, yeah.

I was sure he'd be back by now, though.

Why? Is something wrong?

Could be, if I don't get Barnaby to sign
these right away.

Well, what's the rush? They don't have
to be in New York until court opens on

Tuesday. Mm -mm.

Tomorrow.

Brown's lawyer told me the judge refused
a postponement, and he's on his way to

the airport in a couple of hours, and I
promised him I'd get it when we put a

plane left.

Better try and reach him up there before
he leaves.

Information?

Yes. I'd like the telephone number of
Mooney's Cafe, please.

to the hotel.

Stay here.

Mooney's Cafe.

Yes, is a Barnaby Jones there, please?

He's a rather tall man, about six foot
three.

Oh, no, I never heard of him.

Well, what's the matter? He already
left?

I don't know. He said he never heard of
him.

He didn't take a fishing pole with him,
did he?

That fair in Culverton. He said
something about wanting to look in on

great. He doesn't know about the
postponement. He'll spend the whole day

there.

I better change out of these and drive
up.

J .R., wait.

Fair's fair.

I mean, you have a tennis match. I have
a date.

I'll flip you to see who goes.

Well, I'm afraid we're both out of luck,
Betty.

Stay by the phone. Keep calling Mooney's
Cafe. And if you get Barnaby, tell him

I'm on my way up. I don't want to pass
him on the road.

that used to work in a cafe down the
street, Gloria Godwin.

Godwin?

Yeah. I heard she left town two weeks
ago. Happen to know where she went?

No. She drive?

Yeah. Well, then maybe the filling
station manager might know.

Have you seen him around lately?

Well, I heard him say something about
going up to the fair.

Well, the pumps are still unlocked.

Somebody must be running the place.

I'll wait around down there. Thank you.

If he hangs around down there long
enough, he's going to mess things up for

sure.

I think you're right.

Hey, mister.

I just remembered something.

About Gloria?

Yeah. It seems when she checked out of
here, she mentioned something about

getting a job up at that fair in
Culverton. That Culverton fair really

the people out of this town. Did she say
where?

Yeah. Yeah, a chicken restaurant.

It's just past the main entrance, Mr.
Jones. You'll find her there.

I don't recall mentioning my name.

You must have.

How else would I know it?

Maybe you're right.

Well, I'd better call my office.

I'm going back to Colverton.

I've got to let them know where I'll be.

Sure. Thank you.

of the sheriff's office.

Thank you.

Your hand's empty.

Well, what have we got here?

Freeze, mister.

Right there.

Hands up.

Who's going to phone the sheriff, Earl?

Crying out loud.

What would you have done if I hadn't
come back?

Well, I was going to stop him. He just
got the drop on me, that's all.

Well.

We both made mistakes.

Mine was calling him Jones.

Here.

Here.

All right. Everybody out the back.

You fellas mind this man will choke if
he stays this way much longer.

It's all right, Richie.

Thanks, Victor.

All right.

Take him back to the hotel.

And then get rid of the car.

All right.

Now, come on.

They're just finishing loading. You mean
it hasn't left yet?

Take it easy, Tom.

The kind of payday we got coming up, a
couple extra minutes, don't matter.

Oh, hey.

more guests for you, kid.

Ron call yet? Just now, Earl. It's on
its way.

How about that, huh?

I told you it was going to work like a
charm.

You gentlemen figuring me for a daily or
a weekly rate?

You give us any trouble, it may be for
the rest of a very short life.

Inside.

Okay, plenty of seats.

You sit over there, and you sit there,
mister.

Who is he?

Private detective, I heard him say.

I'm Curtis.

I own this place.

Are they doing any damage out there?

Not that I noticed.

How'd you get mixed up in this, mister?

I was looking for you, Gloria.

Me? Your husband hired me to find you.

Robert?

He wanted you to know that your son and
daughter miss you very much.

Somebody's coming. A guy. He's alone.

Richie?

Hi.

I was beginning to think this town was
one of those abandoned movie sets.

No, they're not making any movies here.

No, that's just... Uh, joke.

I'm looking for my boss, Barnaby Jones.

Uh, he's supposed to see a waitress that
works at the cafe down the street.

Well, Mooney's is closed.

Yeah, I noticed. Uh, thing is, a friend
talked to somebody there about an hour

ago. It was open then.

Yeah, well, he might have called in by
now. Can I use your phone? Sure.

Yeah, operator, uh, area code 213.

Number is 555.

9 -1 -1 -0.

Mm -hmm.

Reverse the charges, please.

Say, this Jones fellow, he's a tall guy
over six feet?

Yeah, that's right. Has he been here?
Well, I noticed a stranger down at

Mooney's Cafe about a half an hour ago
before he closed.

He was talking on the phone. He was
trying to locate a Lori or Glory.

Yeah, Gloria. Gloria Godwin.

Yeah. Sounds about right. And then he
said he had to go on up to the fair to

check something out and got in his car
and took off.

Oh, no.

Betty, listen.

You make out what's going on?

Half an hour ago.

J .R., something's not quite right.

What do you mean? What's that? Well,
after you left, I put in another call to

Mooney's Cafe, but no one answered.

So I had the operator check the line.

She said it was out of order.

And I called just a few minutes ago.

It's still out of order.

You said that Jones made a call from
Mooney's Cafe about a half hour ago?

About then, yeah.

Betty, why don't I call you back in a
little while, all right?

Thank you.

Something go wrong?

He knows I lied about that phone call.

Gotta stop him.

Are you making a big thing out of
nothing? I don't think so. We got

Turn around.

What?

Why don't you try to untie my hand?

Oh.

Anybody know what they're up to?

Nope. They showed up here a couple hours
ago. Got the drop on those of us not

smart enough to go up to the fair and
shoved us in here.

All very methodical.

Like they were working off some sort of
plan.

Isn't much to rob in Las Mesas if that's
what the scheme is.

I get the impression they're waiting for
something.

Son of a gunner. I can't get at the
knot.

They're coming back.

All right, you, you and you, out.

What do you want with us? Just do as
you're told.

I just wanted you to know that your
husband hired me to find you, not to

you to come back.

I wouldn't do that anyway, even if I
could.

Little Kimmy and Bobby Jr., are they all
right in their day nursery school?

Well, he has to keep them somewhere
while he's working.

I'm sure they'd rather be home with
their mother.

Oh, damn.

Hey,

he trying to get smart with you?

No, it's all right.

You don't look too good. You want some
water?

Yes, please.

I was 17 when I met Robert.

Shortly after I became pregnant, so we
got married.

First there was Kim, and then Bobby Jr.

Yes, I know. I've met them. They're fine
kids.

Don't you understand?

I was only 17, stuck with a family.

Doesn't sound like a tragedy to me.

But I never had a chance for anything
else.

All the things I've read in magazines
and saw on television.

I want that.

I want to see what else there is out
there.

That's why when I went to the market
that day, I... I never stopped. I just

right on driving.

Let me ask you something.

When this is over... You going back?

What? You asked me, you did right.

There's a lot of good living out there
for the taking

Thanks And

I didn't ask you

I didn't see anything that make anybody
think anything was unusual going on like

you say.

Well, it certainly didn't become a ghost
town for no reason.

Tell you one thing, this Barnaby Jones
wasn't a friend of the sheriff.

You wouldn't be getting me out here on
his hunch years.

Not with most of the men away working
extra duty at the fair.

Ghost town, huh?

Well, there was nobody there before.

Hi there, deputy.

How's it going, Joe? Everything all
right?

Sure thing.

Hello, Gordon.

What brings you back this way?

Holly here is looking for a man named
Barnaby Jones.

He thinks he might have, you know, got
himself in some kind of trouble while he

was here in Las Mesas. Is that so?

Notice anything out of the ordinary
going on?

No. Can't say I have.

It's been pretty quiet here.

Look, I'm not imagining things. This
isn't even the guy I talked to before.

Before?

Hi, Deputy.

My name's Anderson.

I'm the new desk clerk.

Oh, that's right.

I just hired Mr. Anderson yesterday.

I was just telling this fellow before
that the guy he's looking for has left

town.

Yeah, that's right. You said you
overheard him trying to make a phone

the cafe.

Yeah. Except the phone's been dead.

Come on, I'll show you.

Well, now it's open.

Afternoon, Mr. Mooney.

Deputy.

They fixed it.

I see you had some trouble with your
phone, Mr. Mooney.

Oh, some fella got mad talking to his
girl, ripped it out.

Had to close down for a while.

Go get Lou Massey and have him go over
and splice it together.

Sunday, you know.

Phone company will fix it proper
tomorrow.

I don't know whether you're on
something.

You're pulling some kind of fraternity
prank or both.

But whatever, I'm driving you back to
your car right now.

Look, about an hour ago, did a tall guy
about six foot with gray hair make a

call from this phone?

You mean the man asking for Gloria?

Yes.

Yes, he drove on up to Culverton to talk
with her.

Satisfied?

Let's go.

Come on.

Hope that friend of yours bought it.

Otherwise, he's going to get himself
killed.

Think Ron was able to slow up that
truck?

Well, if he didn't, he'd be here by now.

Let's think 20 or 25 minutes, and we're
going to have a quarter of a million

dollars just dropped in our lap. How
about that?

Those people we got inside, they're
going to be able to identify us. You

that. Money's not enough, huh?

You want to stall it with a bunch of
killings?

Well, some of us don't like the idea of
running off to Europe or Mexico.

Some of us like it right here in the
good old U .S. of A.

Well, I'll decide what we do.

Get back to your chair. If anything
happens to Jedediah, the world won't be

enough for you or those other people to
hide in.

Richie!

Where is he?

He's hiding somewhere in all...

Stop right there.

Earl and me, we've been roustabouts
together for years.

He's not a killer.

And believe me, we don't want anybody to
get hurt.

And if I don't stop, you'll shoot me,
right?

Don't talk to us about not wanting to
hurt people.

You take people with guns, they're
liable to go off.

What do you think you're into, son? Some
schoolboy cops and robbers game?

the rest.

See them all shot down like dogs.

Like a Mustang running wild.

You'd think there'd be more good in
taming him than in killing him.

Richie? Not a sign of him.

We're running out of time, Earl.

We'll run out of time a lot quicker if
he gets that share.

Richie.

the gauge is right, we are losing water.

Damn. It's 28 miles back to the office.

You think you can milk it that far?
Sure.

Let's radio ahead and tell them we're
going to stop in Las Mesas. Maybe we can

fix it at Wiley Station.

Yeah, pick up some of Mooney's apple pie
if I know you.

Hey, Gloria.

In about 10, 15 minutes, I'm going to
get my hands on a lot of money. I mean a

lot of money.

Well, I didn't figure you and your
friends were here for the community

What I'm trying to say is, I got it on
my mind how you were wondering what else

is out there.

Why don't you come with me and find out?

With you?

Yeah.

I mean, why not?

My share of the money, we can go a long
ways.

Earl!

Earl!

Stay in there.

Where's Earl?

Wasn't he with you? No, we got split up.
What happened to Jedediah? Give me your

extra gun.

I asked you about Jedediah. Is he all
right?

I'm gonna blow holes in you. All right,
now just take it easy.

Anyway, I'd like to know myself.

Oh, he suckered me into a bad move and
got my gun away from me. For all I know,

he could be in San Bernardino by now.

Robbing the Culverton Fair?

That how you got them figured, Mr.
Jones?

Unless you can think of some other place
in this area that has a great deal of

cash on a Sunday.

Oh, no.

Hey, I'm thinking the same thing. The
armored truck.

What truck?

On Sundays, because the banks are
closed, they ship the weekend receipts

truck to their office in San Bernardino.

Thing is, how can they count on a truck
coming through Las Mesas? You don't

always. If Al is driving, you can count
on him finding a way to stop for some of

my apple pie, you bet.

Hey, that's Ron Kirkley driving.

He used to work for me as a short order
cook.

That's probably how they found out the
truck driver liked to stop in for your

apple pie.

Hey, get away from that window.

I mean, the truck will be here any
minute. There's been a foul up. Earl's

chasing us. All right, then we'll go
without him.

Move on.

We got to get the people into position.

Riley, Mooney, let's go.

I should have known you'd come to no
good when I fired you, Ron. We'll talk

old times later. Mooney, move.

Our old friend Al is driving the truck,
and when he gets here, I want you to do

us all a little favor.

Like before, Mr. Wiley.

Just look busy.

What about it, Gloria?

Time's running out. You been thinking
about what I said?

Even if you got away with it, you'd be
caught in a month. Maybe.

Be one hell of a month.

Could I ruin the motor, Al, driving in
with it overheating like this? Had to

take a chance, Mr. Wiley. Didn't have
much choice.

Hey,

Al?

You ain't gonna pass up my famous apple
pie, are you?

Not on your life, Mr. Mooney.

Dave? Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Get Larry and me a piece, too.

You're gone in less than a minute,
Gloria. What do you say?

Son, before you go, how about loosening
the

lady's rope a little?

It is hurting your wrist, isn't it?

Isn't it, Gloria?

Yes.

It hurts pretty bad.

Hey.

I thought I made yours loose enough.

Hold it right there.

Hey, that's not just a seam leak.

Those look like bullet holes.

Hey, Larry.

There's something screwy going on here.

Freeze.

Keep your eye on him.

I'll come around from the other side.
Okay, be careful.

Make him do it or you're dead.

Larry, do like he says. He's going to
kill me.

Now in time.

Nice and easy.

Drop it.

Drop it.

You know, on top of everything else,
you're a lousy driver.

Get your hands up.

Get them up.

Thanks, Al. I'll have you sign the tab
to report.

Got ourselves quite a haul, haven't we,
J .R.? Well, be seeing you both in

court.

We're about to drive down to Los
Angeles. Would you like a ride?

I don't know if going back is going to
settle anything.

It's running away.

No. Then why don't you give it another
try?

I know a fine young fellow named Robert.

Two beautiful children.

He'd like that very much.

So would a girl named Gloria.