All language subtitles for Barnaby Jones s07e01 Blind Jeopardy

Barnaby Joan, a Quinn Martin production.

Starring Buddy Ebsen.

Also starring Lee Merriweather.

Mark Shera.

With guest stars Gretchen Corbett.

Richard Evans.

Donald May.

Ron Max.

Tonight's episode, Blind Jeopardy.

Jenny Hastings.

Nope. Name doesn't sound familiar.

Either to Faith.

Sorry, Mr. Jones.

That young woman you say your mother
checked in last night, Joan Brown, is

her car?

Yeah, I guess so. The pickups all belong
to people I know.

Thank you. Sure.

Operator, I'd like to make a collect
call to Los Angeles.

There. See?

Bank is giving me a $13 ,000 second
mortgage on the house.

Look, Mrs. Russell, putting everything
you have in hock to hire a new lawyer

isn't going to do your husband any more
good than Barnaby's doing from right

now. Then why is Donald still rotting in
jail?

Maybe a better lawyer.

He'd at least be home with me right now,
and Kirk Phillips would be on trial for

killing that man like he should be.

Mrs. Russell, please, before you do
anything, let Barnaby have a chance to

Phillips' girlfriend.

If she is the girl that your husband saw
running away before he found that loan

shark's body, Barnaby will get the truth
out of her.

Kurt Phillips is too big, too powerful.

He's got her hidden away where nobody
will ever find her.

Barnaby Jones, Investigation.

Yes, I will, Operator.

Barnaby, hi. Where are you?

Probably on a wild goose pace. I've
checked out every motel in the last 30

miles. Please, let me speak to him.

Yeah, Mrs. Russell? She wants to ask you
about a new lawyer.

Well, put her on, but first, I want to
give you a car license number.

You'll have to come back later.

Yeah, okay, lady, but don't blame us if
the heater blows up in your face.

Hey, easy, Jenny.

You sure know how to give a fella a rent
for his money?

Hey, Gus, let me call Kurt.

He knows I won't talk.

Yeah, well, maybe you can tell Mr.
Phillip in person.

California license 916QBA?

Right. It's probably a rental in the
name of Miss Joan Brown.

Find out if he matches any descriptions.

Will do. Now, here's Mrs. Russell.

Thank you.

Mr. Jones, remember... Remember that
lawyer I talked to you about? Now, hold

Mrs. Russell.

Your husband's trial starts in three
days.

Switching attorneys now can do more harm
than good.

I can't stand by and do nothing, Mr.
Jones. You said yourself that Donald

have a chance unless you found that
witness.

Mrs.

Russell, I think I just did.

I got some money back at the motel.

A couple of hundred in cash and 5 ,000
in traveler's checks.

Only 5 ,000?

That don't sound like much for being
Kirk Phillips' numero uno gal all those

years. I'm working.

I got more in the bank.

Come on, fellas, we can make a deal.
Shut up.

You too, cowboy. Just keep driving.

Think we've got a car there with a rope
on it.

Yeah, it's the same one we parked by the
motel when we pulled in.

I got eyes.

Tell me!

That guy, I seen him before.

Yeah, it's Private I. Jones.

Been trying to put the tag on Mr.

Phillips.

What are you waiting for?

Come on, lose him!

My papa always said he'd wait for the
boss man to make the big decisions.

on a couple of accident statistics.

It's a girl.

Where'd she go?

She's out there.

You mean we lost her?

Not hardly. She can't go far out here.

You get her, and I'll hang back here and
take care of Jones.

Yeah.

Morgan!

You all right?

Oh, I look all right. I am bleeding to
death.

Get me help.

That's not bad.

If I have more like that, you might have
to go to a hospital.

I feel tired of your dumb hayseed joke.

Look, help me to the van.

I heard more than one shot.

Did you get him?

Yeah, he's over behind the big clump of
bush.

Damn, this hurts.

Well, while I'm off checking your kill,
why don't you take a nip from that pint

in the glove compartment?

Thank you.

Well, sorry we ain't got any branch
water to go with it, boss.

What are you doing?

You only wounded Jones.

I figured Mr. Phillips ought to know
about it.

Yeah, sure.

You want to tell him?

No, no, no, no, no. That's all right.
I'm still a little groggy anyway.

Operator, this is Mobile 546 -2114.

Yeah.

You guys are sure taking your sweet
time.

You got any good news for me?

Uh, Mr. Phillips, thing is, we had her,
and then we had a little accident.

And, uh, the girl ran off into the
woods.

But we'll find her. What kind of an
accident?

Everything was going along fine until
that Jones fella come into the picture.

Jones? Yeah.

Thing is, now the van is wrecked, and,
uh...

The girl is gone and Morgan is shot.

Morgan is shot?

How bad?

Nothing to speak of.

I can't believe it. I give you guys a
simple job and you're blowing it.

hold on.

Here,

honey.

Go do some shopping. Take the
convertible.

Lester, where are you?

I'm coming right up.

Get Mrs. Russell home, okay?

Boy,

if Barnaby doesn't find Jenny Hastings
before her husband goes to trial on

Thursday, she is going to fall apart.

Something wrong? I traced Barnaby's call
to a phone booth about six miles north

of Culverton.

I've been calling it for the past 20
minutes.

Well, maybe he did locate her and he's
on his way back.

Ah, Barnaby would have called first.

I'd better go out there.

You want me to come too?

No, our luck, the phone would ring and
we'd both miss it. You stay here.

Who are you?

Private investigator, Barnaby Jones.
I've been looking all over for you.

What, Kurt, do you hire an army to find
me?

You think I was trying to find you for
Kurt Phillips?

Well, yeah.

Everyone else is.

Looks like we both got things turned
around. I thought he was hiding you from

me.

And you're not working for Kurt?

Don Russell.

And you're the one who's trying to get
me to testify against Kurt.

The way things seem to be stacking up,
it'd sure be a smart move if you did.

Oh, only place I'm moving is a million
miles from here.

That's why I went for your wallet.

Look, I'll give you this ring for the
price of a bus ticket.

Then Don Russell is telling the truth.

You were there when Phillips killed
Eddie Hendricks.

You're wasting your time, Mr. Jones.

I don't know what you're talking about.

If you're running from Phillips, that
means he's out to make sure you don't

talk.

The only people who can protect you now
are the police.

I'm not going anywhere near where Kurt
can get at me.

And I'm not going to testify.

What's that?

Woods are full of creatures.

Some of them kill.

Phillips' men, for instance.

I'm getting out of here. Hold it, Jenny.

Driving is a lot better than running. My
car is up there on the road.

You see it?

Yeah.

Hey.

That's a pretty bad gash you've got
there.

Are you all right?

I've seen better days. Come on, let's
try to circle back to the car.

Hey, how long do you think it'll take
Philip to get here?

An hour.

Maybe less.

Hey, uh, maybe I should stick with you,
huh?

If I miss Jones and that girl, you don't
want to tell Phillips they got away

because you got lonely now, do you?

Yeah, right.

Don't forget, if you can't hotwire that
car, burn it.

You're fine.

Look out!

Look at me.

Mr. Jones, what do you see?

Here we are.

Thanks.

It's only a little wound.

How can a person go blind from a little
wound like that?

It's not how deep the bullet went, but
how hard it hit.

I'm afraid it's affected the optic
nerve.

Is it... I mean, do you think it's...
Permanent?

Yeah.

I wish I knew.

We better get you to a doctor right
away.

Here, take my hand.

Well, it seems you do have feelings for
people that need your help, after all.

I'm still not going to testify against
Kurt, if that's what you mean.

Where did you say the car was?

You said you saw it up on top of the
hill.

Yeah, I know, but it's not there
anymore. It's gone.

It proves we're not dealing with
amateurs.

Seems pretty quiet to me.

Me too.

Stan's the reason they'll figure we'll
head for the main highway.

Well, if that's too dangerous, what do
we do?

I did some fishing around here once.

There's an old lodge about five miles
south. If we can get there, we can get

help.

Through all this?

I don't know, a rock from a hard place,
and you're... blind.

Here.

Hold that level.

And point the small hand at the sun.

Are you doing it? Yeah.

Now, half the distance between the
little hand and the 12 is south.

You sure?

Scout's honor.

Now, let me hold your arm. You lead me,
and I'll be able to walk as fast as you

do. They're not going to rush after us
because they know I have a gun.

But what good will it do if you can't
see?

That's the point.

They don't know that.

Yeah.

Well, maybe it would be better if we
stayed here until night and then made a

for it.

Jenny, we are game.

And game is hunted. It can't wait for
night.

You be my eyes and I'll get us out of
here.

Where's Jenny?

Out there somewhere.

What about Jones?

He's out there somewhere, too. But
Lester's taking care of it right now.

Somewhere?

You clown.

Look, I don't feel too good, Mr.
Phillips.

Lester told you about my arm. Yeah, he
said you'll live.

Is this Jones' car?

Yeah. I fixed it so he can't use it.
Just in case he gets past us, then hurry

up.

I want to get out there, find Lester,
and get this over with.

What's the matter?

I thought I heard something.

I guess not.

Let's rest a minute, huh?

Okay.

Oh, you think you should? What if it's
polluted?

You thirsty?

Yes.

I think it's worth a chance. It's high
ground, running stream.

It's delicious.

You know, you sound like a nice girl,
Jenny.

If that's a pass, it'll cost you steak
dinner.

The way my stomach feels through steak
dinner.

How does a nice girl like you get mixed
up with a man like Phillips?

Oh, same way you wind up with anyone, I
guess.

I was 19 when I first came to Hollywood
to be a star.

So naturally, I ended up with a job as a
waitress.

One day, Kurt came in and liked the way
I served him a bowl of chili.

That was it.

Did you know then that he was a big
-time gambler, played rough?

First, all I knew was that I could buy
all the clothes I wanted, jewelry. I

could travel any place I wanted to go.

Miami, Vegas, anywhere.

And by the time I did find out where the
money came from, it didn't matter

anymore.

I loved him.

For nine years, I loved him like crazy.

And then?

Guess he found someone who served chili
better than I did.

My only mistake was in simply not saying
thanks and so long.

Instead, I had to run after him and beg
him to take me back.

But when I got there, it was horrible.

What was horrible?

Seeing him kill that loan shark?

You're never going to get me to say that
in court.

Never.

You see anything?

Oh, no.

Kurt is with them.

Can I help you?

I hope so.

There was a man around earlier asking
about a guest registered under the name

Joan Brown.

Oh, you mean Mr. Jones? Yeah. He left a
couple hours ago.

Is that Ms. Brown's car there?

Yeah, but she's not here either.

Did she leave with him?

No, no, he took off alone.

My name's Marcia. What's yours?

J .R. Jones, hi.

Well, you're Jones, too.

My, what a good -looking family.

Ah, did the distinguished -looking Jones
happen to mention where he might be

headed? Uh -uh, but if you'd like to
hang around a little and maybe have some

coffee on the patio and listen to some
records, you'll be seeing him drive by

sooner or later.

Oh, he said he'd be coming back then.

No, no, but he has to.

That road that he took at Dead End's
about 12 miles up at the observation

You have to come back this way to get
out. Thank you very much.

Oh, will you be coming back this way
too, maybe?

If it's the only way.

We can't stop now. We're still too
close.

How can that be?

You said we should have lost him by now.

Apparently one of them knows something
about tracking, and he's good.

You know, Kurt being with him, maybe I
should talk to him, make him listen to

me. Going back to negotiate with Kurt is
what got you on the run in the first

place. Well, then what? I can't keep on
going forever with a blind man?

The creek.

Is it too deep for us to walk in?

No, about a foot or so, I think.

Well, this may slow us down
considerably, but it might throw them

if we walked in the water for a while.

Oh, it'll never work.

We've got to at least try it.

There's a big log in the way.

A log in the creek?

Yeah.

Describe it.

Does it reach across to the other side?

Pretty close.

What's over there?

Um, a lot of rocks and bushes and stuff.

Okay. Now...

You lead us into the creek at an angle
so it looks like they're going back

upstream. Once you're in the water, turn
toward the log.

What are you wasting our time for? Can't
you see they've backtracked? Well,

you're after a fox, Mr. Phillips. First
you find out which way the nose is

pointing. Then you follow the tail.

And your boon.

They got out of the water here.

But that didn't cross the creek.

Mon, hurry.

Hold it.

Hold it.

I'm going to call this coffee break.

Besides, if it worked, they're on their
way upstream by now.

Not for long. They'll be back.

Kurt doesn't give up.

Take it easy.

A couple more hours.

We'll be at that lodge.

Yeah, well, by then it'll be dark and
we'll be freezing to death.

What's that?

You clumsy clown.

So I tripped. That's what has happened.

Might as well have sent Jones and the
girl a telegram.

They didn't go back. You didn't fool
them one damn bit.

He's good, all right.

Real good.

Everything you said has been wrong.

You're going to get us killed.

Jenny, come back.

Jenny!

How you doing?

How you doing?

How long have you been working here?

Up and down the road all day.

Did you see a brown two -door sedan go
by?

Yeah, one went by a little while ago.

Chasing a van.

A van? What kind of van?

Right.

Turned off on the Stony Creek Road.

Stony Creek Road. How do I, how would I
find it?

Well, you, uh, get down about four
miles.

Little signpost pointing to the left.
Can't miss it. Okay, thanks a lot.

Hey, Lester, wait up.

Lester.

What you were saying before about Jan
Green, you were kidding, right?

I wouldn't worry about that, Fran.

You keep dropping back the way you've
been, Grizzly Bear is bound to get a

of you.

Don't shoot.

It's me, Jenny.

I've come back.

What's the matter? Did you get lost?

I couldn't do it.

I'm sorry.

Let's go.

You were right, you know.

You couldn't make it with a blind man.

I was scared.

I said I'm sorry.

Maybe it's better if you went on by
yourself.

Now you're coming up with really lousy
ideas.

Jenny, you don't understand what I'm
saying.

I can't make it, but you have a chance,
so why don't you just leave me be and

you go on?

What are you going to do, just curl up
and die?

When I started out this morning looking
for you, I never figured that I would

end up here like this.

Life's a funny thing. You never exactly
know how it all started

or how close you are to the end.

Okay.

But if you're staying, I'm staying.

So what do we do now?

Dig a hole and hide in it?

Okay, you win.

But you've just given me an idea.

Take a look around and see if you see
any holes or hollows in the ground.

Yeah.

There's a kind of a hole over there.

Must have been part of the creek once, I
guess. Why?

Because in order for us to have any
chance at all, we've got to try to cut

the odds. How deep is the hole?

Three, four feet.

Good. That's deep enough now.

We need some kind of a sheet.

Are you wearing a slip?

A nap slip.

Take it off, open the seam, and then
lead me down to that hole in the ground.

I don't see what good it's going to do.
Anyone can see it's a trap.

That's because you know it's there and
they won't. Up on the beach.

Remember, not too far away.

Okay.

We're so close, I can almost smell them.
Now, which way did they go, Mr.

Bloodhound? That's any track.

I'll find them. Don't worry about it.
Yeah, meanwhile, they get further and

further away, Mr. Phillips.

I guess the only thing to do is split
up.

Cover more ground that way, right,
Morgan?

I ain't going nowhere alone.

Just play, Mr. Pitt.

All right, Morgan, you go that way,
Lester to the right of them, and I'll go

this way.

You see them, yell out.

Yeah, right.

How about that?

Not only fell for the oldest trick in
the world, you fell plumb through it.

It's my ankle. I think I busted it.

Well, maybe we'll have to shoot you like
we do horses.

No, maybe I just sprained it. I'll be
all right. No, you're going to slow us

down. You stay put. We'll pick you up on
the way back.

Yeah, you're right.

You better keep a gun ready for him.

Why?

Them grizzly bears I told you about.

They've got an appetite that runs from
March clean clear to November.

Is that water right here?

The creek cuts in back in there.

We're still heading south.

Oh, you're bleeding again.

Now you stay right there, and I'm just
going to go get some more water.

Nice and easy, precious.

Call to Jones, and you're dead.

Understand?

Let me go, Kurt, and I'll just...
Disappear somewhere.

Honest. That's what I told you to do
when we broke up. But no.

No, you had to come back.

And see too much.

I haven't said a word about that
killing. Not to anyone.

Not even to Jones?

I swear.

All right.

Lead me to where he is.

And we'll ask him.

All right.

But he's probably taken off by now.

Show me.

I saw you coming in from over there.

I made a mistake, Kurt. He's over this
way.

Hey, what are you trying to pull? Hold
it right there, Phillips.

Jenny, get his gun.

The other way, huh?

Grab where you are, Phillips, or I'll
shoot.

Come over here and put your arms around
this tree.

There is blood.

All right,

Jenny.

You're with me long enough to know that
I always pay the best hand.

$25 ,000.

Call it alimony.

Deal?

No, I don't think so.

$50 ,000.

No, that's not quibble.

$100 ,000.

You were right, Mr. Jones.

Kurt did kill that loan shark.

Jenny?

Your client, Mr. Russell.

He did see a girl run away just before
he went in and found the man dead.

It was me.

You see, Kurt, even if I wanted to, I
can't spend $100 ,000 from a grave.

You just committed suicide, lady.

Being such good sports, I knew you'd
appreciate my just evening up the odds a

little. Mr. Jones?

That's all right, Jenny.

Now get him over to the tree here.
Hurry. You heard him move.

Now put your arms around him.

Here, tie him up.

And gag him.

Could be. Lester didn't hear me.

The deal is still yours.

If you want it.

Sorry, Kurt.

There's one bet you can't hedge.

First time I've ever been able to shut
him up.

Okay.

He's tied.

Now what, Mr. Jones?

Let's find a spot where I can keep him
covered and not be seen by his friend

Lester. Okay.

Come on.

Um, here.

Here, this looks like a good place.

My gun pointed at Phillips.

Now it is.

Good. Now you take off for that lodge
and get help.

No, I said I'm not going to let you do
this.

Jenny, I want to get out alive as much
as you do.

But if his friend Lester hurt him, then
Phillips has not only evened the odds,

he's tripled them in his favor.

That's all the more reason.

Jenny, listen.

If this doesn't work, then nobody's ever
going to know what happened unless you

tell him.

See you, Mr. Jones.

All right, don't move.

Give me the gun or I blow you away.

Yeah, all right.

All right, we're on it.

Okay.

Man, I don't know what you're talking
about.

I'm out here prospecting for gold and I
hurt my arm and then my ankle.

Well, it's a shame. That really doesn't
leave too much left for me.

Wait a minute. I think I heard some
yelling over there before.

All right, take off your belt and tie up
your ankles.

Come on, do it.

It's me. It's me.

Are you all right?

Did I tell you? I never thought I'd be
this happy to hear your voice.

Well, I'm going to remember that the
next time.

Barnaby, what's the matter?

I can't see.

All right, Mr. Jones, open your eyes.

I still can't see anything.

Like a child, first you have to crawl.

Open the blinds halfway.

Now, Mr. Jones, do you see anything?

Jedediah. Jenny.

You still have a ways to go, Mr. Jones.

But I have a hunch you'll be threading
needles in no time.

Thank you, Doctor.

I'll look in on you later.

Five minutes.

Well, you sure gave us quite a scare
there for a while.

I'm so glad, Mr. Jones.

Well, with Kirk Phillips sitting in a
jail cell instead of our client, it

seems to me you don't have anything
further to worry about.

Only if I can make my plane on time.

My parents live in Omaha. I haven't seen
them for a long time.

Well, we'll be sorry to see you go, but
thank you for coming by.

Do you mind if I ride you every once in
a while?

I'd like that.

I think you're in for a nice long rent.

A little vacation wouldn't hurt him a
bit, would it?

Well, I guess not, but I'm sorry not to
be able to do much reading.

Oh, boss, I've got some free time. I
could read to you.

Any requests?

It's very obliging, Jedediah.

How about The Decline and Fall of the
Roman Empire, Unabridged

Version?

this big empire, lots of little Romans
standing in perfectly straight lines.

Roman fell down, the whole empire
declined.