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

starring Lee Merriweather, Mark Schera, with guest stars

Karen Purcell, Biff McGuire,

Mark Goddard, John Carlin.

Tonight's episode, a frame for murder.

I give you a 10 on your choice of restaurant. Dinner was delicious.

Where do you see what I have in mind for dessert?

I'll be gentle with you. Rue, my dear, it's a little like dancing, see?

You gotta let me lead once in a while, you know what I mean?

Your tempo's dragging, J .R.

You see, it takes time to build a relationship. You gotta let it happen.

Don't push it. J .R., if I hadn't pushed, we wouldn't be seeing each other

tonight. No, that's not true.

I was gonna call, I really was, but I just don't think it's good policy to

a business contact into a social relationship.

Oh, come on.

My father's hiring you, and Barnaby doesn't have anything to do with you and

Except I'm glad that he did.

Me too.

Except how about a little slower on the curves, hmm? Oh, I'm glad you noticed.

Listen, if you're interested, I can find my own way home.

Pat, I'm going home with you.

Got yourself a deal.

Let me call Barnaby first. I think we might have an early call in the morning.

Promise you'll come back?

Hmm.

I promise.

Waitress?

Sorry. It's my invitation only.

I thought I got mine.

Eyes are the first thing to go with age, aren't they?

Age. That's for clocks and calendars to worry about.

Shouldn't concern two people who find each other attractive.

In this instance, it doesn't. Believe me.

Aren't you going to tell me your name?

Of course.

It's Mrs. J .R. Jones.

My compliments to Mr. Jones.

Have a pleasant evening. I will.

With me?

J .R., how do I know you weren't calling some other girl?

You don't.

In fact, we have to go. I can't keep her waiting all night. Waitress?

Check, please.

It's been taken care of.

What? Why are you working, going to law school?

I can afford it, so I paid it. Drew, when I take a girl to dinner, I take a

to dinner. I don't care if her father does own a bank.

He owns a savings and loan.

Don't be such a nerd.

If I didn't like you, I wouldn't have done it.

You're like a kept man.

I'm sorry.

It's okay. I'll get used to you.

If you don't, it certainly won't be my fault.

You're young. Missing a little sleep won't hurt your health. Now, Barnaby and

have got to drive to Santa Barbara in the morning.

It's 6 .30.

You'll be home by then.

How about a little nightcap?

I'd love to, really. Thank you.

But either you or the drinks have made me dizzy. I've even got a headache.

There's a twist.

A man with a headache.

Good night.

You don't have to. Times are changing.

I'll call you.

All right.

See you.

Wait a minute.

I don't even know this woman.

Wait a minute.

He raped me. And when he fell asleep, then I slipped out. I was afraid he'd

up. Listen to me, please.

This woman is lying. I'm a private investigator.

I can prove it. You have the right to remain silent. You don't have to leave

my rights. You have the right to a lawyer.

You're in any question at any time. Will you let me up? Will you let me talk?

Understanding these rights, we're willing to give up your rights to have a

lawyer present at this time and talk to us now.

How was your date last night?

Funny that's what I'm sorry to say.

Really? Yeah, I was home by 11. Why?

I had some rather disturbing news this morning.

Pete Hayward was down at the police headquarters running a record check on a

teller we hired.

That's exciting.

He saw a J .R. there.

That's impossible.

J .R.'s in Santa Barbara today.

He's in jail, Drew.

Under arrest for rape.

Pete Hayward said that?

He may be a good attorney, but he has a lousy sense of humor.

There's no mistake.

Pete checked it out. There are witnesses.

He's very serious.

No, Daddy, that can't be.

Jerry was with me last night.

Maybe so.

Later on, he was at a bar called The Stop.

What's taking so long?

I posted bail over an hour ago.

Central Jail doesn't have a VIP section, Barnaby. J .R. just has to wait his

turn. Jedediah doesn't belong in my jail and you know it.

What can I do?

I'm a police lieutenant. We got a woman who claims J .R. raped her. Who is she?

It isn't like Jedediah to go bar hopping. He had a date last night.

this point, you know as much about this case as I do.

I've got a detective in the field.

She's in the house in Manchester.

Sharon, come in a minute.

Sure.

Sergeant Marsh, Barnaby Jones.

Oh, hello.

Sergeant. Sharon, please.

Sharon, Barnaby is an associate of J .R. Jones.

Uh, Jedediah Jones, our suspect?

I'd hope by now you discovered there was a case of mistaken identity.

Jedediah is not a rapist.

Well, it doesn't seem to be a mistake, Mr. Jones. The girl was examined by a

doctor, and he confirms that she was with a man last night.

I think you'll find that the girl is lying if she says Jedediah's the man.

Well, there are other witnesses, Mr. Jones. The bartender and another

at the bar where the girl works.

They claim your friend was in last night and that at closing time they saw him

leave with her.

Jedediah, are you all right?

Marjorie, I don't know what hit me.

Last I remember, I was on my way home from Drew's house. Mr. Jones, I must

you that anything you say in front of me may be used against you. Oh, come on. I

was set up.

I think somebody must have drugged me.

J .R., she's serious.

So am I. Come on, let's get you cleaned up.

Part of me.

I'm sorry.

Sergeant, how strong is this case?

Judging from the evidence we have so far, Lieutenant, he did rape her.

Well? There are minute traces of barbiturates in your blood. You see, I

drugged. That doesn't prove it wasn't voluntary.

Oh, come on, Barnaby. You know me better than that.

It's in your blood.

It's going to take more than a character reference for me to prove how it got

there. We've got to find out who got to you and why.

Well, that's why I've been going over all the recent cases we've been

I thought maybe I could find a grudge motive or revenge, something.

Nothing?

Nothing. I've gone back six months.

I don't have any court appearances pending. I'm not working on any current

cases. If there's something here, Barnaby, I just can't find it.

What about Betty? Did she check the restaurant?

Yes, the hostess remembers seeing you and Drew last night. She saw nothing

unusual. What about the coffee cups?

All the dishes have been washed. Any evidence of drugs is gone.

Whoever's behind this frame did a lot of homework.

Do you know what's going to happen if they find out about this at school?

You're going to see one terrific law career.

Right down the tubes. It doesn't matter that there's no truth to it.

Now, Jedediah, take it easy.

Lies have a way of curling up at the edges.

Time is working in our favor.

Your preliminary trial doesn't come up for ten days. Ten days, Barnaby? I don't

want this thing hanging over me for ten days.

I wish I didn't have to go to Santa Barbara.

Look, it's all right.

Go to Santa Barbara. I'll just keep digging through these, and I'm sure I

find the root of it somewhere in here.

All right, Jedediah, if you come up with anything, don't... do anything till

Betty and I get back.

Probably won't be more than one night. It's a simple case of employee theft.

Keep a low profile.

What else can I do?

Hi, can I talk to you?

You keep away from me.

Harry! Harry!

You got guts coming back here, mister, after what you've done.

Who are you people? I've never been in here before.

I suppose you don't know Connie either, huh?

No, I don't. I don't know what you're after, buddy, but it ain't gonna work.

out. Will you listen to me a second?

Kathy, call the police.

Mr. Barber, is Drew in?

J .R., I want you to know that I'm fully aware of your situation.

Word certainly gets around, doesn't it?

Especially that kind of word. Mr. Barber, I can explain.

I'm sure that you can, J .R.

I'd hate to think that my judgment of you had been that far off.

Well, thank you for your vote of confidence, sir.

I was very impressed with you, the way you and Barnaby were able to identify

extortionist for me.

Grateful, you might say.

Even a youthful mistake like that extortionist threatened to expose could

very damaging to a man in my position.

Well, a charge of rape isn't exactly going to help my career either.

Of course, rape is a lot different from my crime of joyriding in someone's car

without their permission.

That's why I hope you'll have the good taste not to come around anymore until

the situation is cleared up. I thought you understood.

I'm willing to give you the benefit of the doubt, J .R., but until there is no

doubt.

I don't want you trying to see Drew.

Daddy, I think I'm old enough to make up my own mind about that.

Drew, can we talk? It's important.

Daddy, please, give it a minute.

J .R., I don't want to believe it.

I don't believe it.

But how could it happen?

I was set up. That's how it happened.

Now, I don't know why yet, but you remember last night, my headache?

Yeah. Well, after I left, it got worse.

And then on my way home, I passed out.

I woke up this morning in a strange bedroom. A girl walks in with two

A girl?

And you don't know her?

Drew, I never saw her before in my life. Now, I was drugged, and Barnaby has the

proof.

Drugged? But when? How?

I've been over every moment of last night in my mind. The only time it could

possibly have happened is when I left the table to make a phone call.

It's not the waitress. I know her.

Well, was there anybody else? Did somebody come near the table?

The man, the one at the bar?

What do you mean? Mr.

Cool with the eyes?

Yeah. He stopped by and wanted to know my name.

But I got rid of him right away.

Well, it'll only take a little while. I dropped something in my coffee. Do you

know who he is? I've never seen him before.

Well, he's got to be the one.

Daddy said that there were witnesses.

How could that be? They were bought and paid for, Drew. They would have to be.

There's no truth to the charge.

J .R., I... I have a confession to make.

When I first heard about it, for a minute I thought... I thought...

What, Drew? You thought what?

I said to myself, Drew, three weeks now...

You've been throwing yourself at him, and he hasn't been interested.

And I said, well, it would certainly explain things if...

if maybe he liked his women to resist, even to fight.

Or is that still a question, Drew?

You still wondering that?

Do they answer it?

Yeah.

I'll see you later, okay?

Okay.

Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot to move. No, no, that's all right, honey.

Drew, I've never interfered in your life before, but I'm sorry. This is

different.

I know, Daddy.

It's all right. I think he's innocent.

I admire your loyalty. I know your mother would have liked that.

But I also admire Pete Haywood's legal mind, and he seems to think the case

against J .R. is airtight.

I should think you'd have some loyalty for J .R., too.

After all, he saved you from that extortionist.

Well, no, not really, honey. The fact of the matter is all he did was identify

the man.

Even before the police could pick him up, he turned up dead in Cleveland, I

think it was.

Oh, my only loyalty is to you. I just don't want to see you get hurt.

Ticket? No, no ticket. I'm looking for a guy who was here last night. Bartender

says you have a fantastic memory.

You the police?

No, no. I'm a private investigator.

Oh, yeah.

One of those $200 a day plus expenses dudes, huh?

Well... Hey, that's cool.

Look here, you know, my fantastic memory for cars and faces.

See, I don't put the two together, I don't get no tip.

Dig?

I dig.

I definitely dig.

All right, well, let's just check your fantastic memory here first.

Guy was about 40, 45 years old, good -looking, dark hair, beige jacket,

Got him.

Green Mark 5.

Well, I think he was a little better than that.

Well, what do you want, man? His zip code?

No, I want his license number.

There.

Ta -da!

And the winner is...

Andy Jackson, you got some nice friends, man.

There's three numbers here, only.

Well, when you park them, all you go by is the numbers.

Oh, right, yeah. Well, thank you very much. Yeah, that's all right. Thanks,

Anytime, and come back and bring your friend.

Sure thing.

Yeah, Lieutenant John Biddle, please.

Just three numbers to work with. The computer could only narrow it down to

possibilities. You'll have to run by yourself.

Lieutenant, thank you. Barnaby is really going to appreciate that.

What kind of case is he working on?

Insurance, hit and run.

Yeah, well, good luck with it.

Thank you.

Oh, uh, maybe you'd better wait a minute.

I didn't know Jones was here with you. I was just coming in to talk to you about

him. Well?

The bartender from that place called the stop call. He said Jones was in again,

harassing another waitress. Now, wait a minute.

You went there? I wanted answers. I wasn't harassing anybody.

I don't care what you weren't doing.

I didn't think it was necessary to warn you to stay away from witnesses.

I'm going to ask the judge to revoke his bail, Lieutenant.

Let me handle this, Sergeant.

J .R., if it was anybody else, they'd be in jail right now.

So I'm not suggesting you stay away from those people.

I'm telling you.

See, it's a cat's whisker, inside and out. We completely recondition each and

every one of our cars.

Now, you folks take your time.

Check out the interior.

I'll be right back.

And how would you like to drive away on something today?

I wouldn't. I'd like some straight answers.

Straight answers and straight deals. That's why I'm here.

All right, let's talk about the car you drove to the Windrigger restaurant last

night.

Are you sure you don't have me confused with someone else? Oh, you were there. I

saw you myself.

Yeah, I go there once in a while.

So?

So you came over to my table and you dropped something in my coffee.

I what?

You got the wrong man, buddy. I got the right man, buddy.

And you're going to tell me who put you up to it or you're going to tell the

police. Now you pick it.

Look, I can straighten all this out, but I can't talk now. These people are

ready to deal.

I got to make a living, you know?

You mean they only pay minimum wage for drugging people?

Look, give me a break, will you? I got two ex -wives and four kids.

Just let me write this deal up, and I'll fill you in on everything.

You got ten minutes.

I think you made a very good choice.

Have a seat.

Here's a credit application.

I'll have the idea in no time. Listen, I have to make a call. Will you excuse

me?

Listen, it's Coney.

Jones is here.

I don't know how he found me, but he's convinced I'm the one who drugged him.

Listen, he's threatening on taking me to the police.

All right, Tony, now calm down, calm down.

Jones may be going to the police, but you have my word he's not going to take

you with him.

I need some time.

See if you can stall him.

Hold your horses.

Yeah, what is it?

Oh, hello.

Yeah, well, that doesn't give me very much time.

Okay, you don't have to twist my arm.

I'll be there.

Don't worry about it.

Thank you very much. I really appreciate it. Bye -bye.

Not here, okay?

Now, keep away.

Please, don't. What are you doing?

Please. No, don't touch me. What are you doing?

Somebody help me. Listen to me. This man is a rapist.

I got the license.

Barnaby Jones.

Barnaby, I'm glad I got you.

Get a diet. Where are you? I'm in a lot of trouble. That's where I am. They just

set me up again.

Yes, I know. I just talked to Lieutenant Biddle.

They revoked your bail.

If they're looking for you, you better come in.

Barnaby, I can't do that.

Now, if I turn myself in now, I won't have a chance. Besides, I was just

close to something.

Close to what?

I found the guy who drugged me.

His name is Tony Klinger. He runs a used car lot on South Roberts. Would you do

me a favor and have Betty check him out? It's Klinger with a K.

All right.

I put off the Santa Barbara case.

You come in, and we'll take this to Lieutenant Biddle.

Barnaby, I wish I could, but this frame fits too tight. The only way I'm gonna

break it is if I keep on pushing.

You're worse than a Missouri mule.

Barnaby, I have to call you in the morning, okay?

I'll talk to you.

What are you doing here?

What am I doing?

I thought we were going to meet at the hotel.

Long flight. It didn't feel like waiting. Wow, what a layout.

Hello, Mr.

Albin, isn't it?

Yeah.

Hello, honey.

I thought you were asleep, George.

Couldn't. Just getting a book.

Good night.

Good night.

Sweet car.

He, uh, what's the origin anyway? I was just beginning to enjoy Miami sun.

My daughter's the problem.

Huh?

Dating a young man by the name of J .R. Jones.

Jones, huh?

Like in Barnaby Jones?

How's that a problem?

It wouldn't be any problem if she didn't know your name.

She knows I'm the candy man?

No. But you wouldn't even know that you were Johnny Album if you hadn't

introduced yourself to her when you were here last month. Hey, now. I was 3 ,000

miles from home having a nice business lunch with my banker friend at his club.

In walks this cute chick.

How'd I know she was your kid, huh?

Anyway, how's she gonna make me as a hitman?

She isn't.

But J .R. Jones will.

All Drew has to do is mention your name.

He knows that Johnny Albert and the Candyman are one and the same.

And Jones knows the Candyman hit that shakedown artist who was squeezing you.

It doesn't matter if she killed that cheap punk in Cleveland.

All he has to know is that you and I had a meeting. And let me tell you

something. If Barnaby Jones gets a hold of this, he's going to keep digging

until he finds out who I really am.

Then he'll know that that extortionist had a lot more on me than juvenile car

theft.

And he'll also know that I hired you to shut him up.

Well, looks to me all you got to do is keep your kid away from this renter cop.

You think I haven't tried?

I even set up a frame.

I had an associate of mine from the old days who's living here now.

It's only partially work.

They identified him.

No, they're getting too close to me.

All right.

I got the picture.

Jones -Bert has to go.

Where is he?

Well, he's on the run, but I've got my feelers out.

Shouldn't be too long.

Need a good second baseman for your team?

Sure you are.

You look like you belong in left field.

I had these in my trunk.

I tried going back to my apartment, but Sergeant Marsh was there with two blue

suits. That woman just does not like me.

Here, honey, have some coffee.

Thank you very much, but the last time I had coffee in a restaurant, you know

the story.

Jenna Dyer, we've been burning some midnight oil and we've come up with some

interesting facts.

Excuse me, are you going to finish that?

No, go right ahead.

I'm sorry.

It seems that Tony Klinger, who's also known as Tony Becker, has an extensive

criminal record in Cleveland.

Cleveland? That's where the Mason Barber extortionist was killed. What do you

think? There was a connection?

The thought did occur.

Klinger had an associate named Art Jacobs in Cleveland.

The two of them disappeared about 20 years ago.

They were loan sharks.

The word is that they came west, laundered their money, and turned

Now, it's just possible that Art Jacobs...

And Mason Barber are the same man.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

If the extortionist knew that, then it could have been Mason Barber himself who

hired the Candyman to kill him after we identified him. Why not?

Barber was off the hook.

The books were closed.

Except that you continue to see his daughter.

But that's no reason to frame J .R. I will never believe that Drew has

to do with it. She did keep you on the scene. There's got to be more to it than

that. Maybe, Jedediah, but before we find out what it is, things may get

And I think this is a good time to surrender you to Biddle.

Barnaby, what if we're wrong about all of this? I'm left facing a charge of

rape.

Jedediah, let me ask you something.

What kind of a lawyer do you expect to become if you don't trust the system?

That's a good question, Barnaby.

Maybe it's just that it's easier to have faith with somebody else's neck in the

ring, or I don't know.

But I do know that right now my chances are a lot better if I just stay free.

Oh, Barnaby. Oh,

I really do hate to eat and

run. Stay in touch with your dad.

Hey, great shot, Drew.

That's dynamite.

Dynamite. Nice game.

Okay. Thanks.

Thanks, Scott. Thank you. Okay. Nice game.

Excuse me. Sure.

G .R., how'd you find me here? That's not important. Drew?

It's all right, Pete. He's a friend. I know who he is. And as your father's

attorney, I must caution you about even talking to him. Look, mister, why don't

you just butt out?

Because you're an accused rapist, Jones, and you're wanted for jumping bail.

Call a security guard.

Are you going to come with me?

She's not going anywhere.

George!

Let's talk about your luck first.

Could be running out, you know.

You know what could happen if some dedicated officer like, say, Sergeant

should find you robbering a fugitive? I don't know where Jedediah is, John, if

that's what you're thinking.

You want to tell me he hasn't been in touch with you?

Nope.

It's dangerous ground, Barnaby. You could lose your license.

Sometimes, John, you have to go out in the rain anyway.

Even if you know you might catch pneumonia.

All we had was Barber's thumbprint on his driver's license application. I ran

him through NCIC for record check.

I got a hit.

Got a match and an A .K .A.

Art Jacobs.

Art Jacobs, Mason, Barber, one and the same.

Grand theft, conspiracy,

burglar, extortion.

That's quite a story for the head of Barber Savings and Loan.

Any luck with a candy man?

I'm still waiting.

Tackle gun.

Barbie, don't forget your umbrella.

Hello? Drew, it's J .R. J .R., where are you? I have to see you.

J .R., I'm sorry. I didn't know what to do. Peter's daddy's attorney.

All right, it's okay. I understand.

Is your father there?

No, he's still at the office. I don't want him to know that you're going to

me.

I don't know that I can see you.

I don't know what to do, who to believe.

Pete says... Drew, listen to me.

He says you attacked the girl again and now your bail's been revoked.

Drew, they're lies.

Now you know me. Will you just trust me, please?

I want to. I really want to.

GR, it's my father. Just a minute.

I'm on the phone, Dad.

All right, hon.

It's all right, GR.

Just follow College Drive until you see the sign that says Randolph Canyon.

Where will you be?

I'll find you. Just drive until you see me.

GR?

Yes.

I do care.

You know that, don't you?

I was just confused.

I know you haven't done anything.

Well, thanks. It's nice to hear.

I'll see you in a few minutes.

Okay, I'll be waiting.

Goodbye.

Johnny, that item we were waiting for, it just turned up.

Barnaby Jones.

Barnaby, I have been calling and calling.

Ted Adia, I just came from Lieutenant Biddle's. Where are you?

I'm in Randolph Canyon.

Drew is on her way up here, and I'm hoping to get some answers.

I wanted you to wait until I got an answer from a call I made to Cleveland.

Barnaby, I don't have time. There's cops breathing down my neck. What'd you find

out? We traced Barber's phone record. He made several calls to Cleveland just

before the extortionist was found dead.

Some of them traced to Johnny Albin. Johnny Albin?

The candy man?

That's right. Cleveland told us he was last seen in Miami.

We called Miami.

And airport security said that he had bought a ticket to Los Angeles

What do you mean? He's here in town?

That's right, and I'm worried about you, Jedediah.

Look, nobody knows where I am, but I've got to wait till Drew gets here. Then

I'll come in.

I'll see you later. Goodbye.

Yeah, yeah, I hear you.

Randolph Canyon.

What the hell's he doing out there?

Okay, Barnaby, thanks.

Lieutenant, this report from Burbank PD... Still want J .R. Jones.

Do farmers want rain?

Well, then powder your nose, Sergeant. Let's go to work.

Well, that certainly didn't take very long. Hold it right there.

Let's take a walk, huh?

Look, what is this? I don't even know you, either of you. That's the way we'll

keep it.

All right, move.

Out of the car.

No, my job was just to take you here.

I got a feeling I'm not going to be the only one taking a walk. He doesn't want

any witnesses.

Shut up.

Out of the car.

Mr. Albin, I swear I won't tell anyone.

Please. Albin.

Johnny Albin, the candy man.

Detected right to the wire, huh, kid?

They hit in Cleveland. Mason Barber hired you.

What did Drew know about it? Just your name, right?

Bet you're dying to know.

Out of the car.

Please. I won't tell anyone.

Oh, God, please.

No. No.

I'm sorry, I swear I didn't know it was going to happen this way.

Let him up, Jedediah.

I'm just beginning to enjoy myself, Randy.

Come on, get up.

You two all right?

Everything under control. Mr. Albin has decided to stay in California for a

while. Yeah, I think he's going to try a new profession, like making license

plates. Oh, I think we might be able to accommodate him.

We've got Connie Parks handcuffed to the car.

I want her to be around when we arrest her boyfriend, Tony Klinger. We have one

more stop to make.

All right, let's go.

What in the name?

Didn't work, Mr. Barber.

Candyman's been arrested, Barber. There's Lieutenant Biddley. You'll have

with him.

Well, because of some cheap punk extortionist. I must warn you, Barber,

you say can be used against you.

J .R.?

Daddy, somebody tell me what's going on.

Drew, you're going to hear some things about me now that I hope that you'd

find out.

But if you can remember that I always love you, maybe it'll make it easier.

Daddy, what is it?

Let's get out of here.

Today, Drew's going to need some help.

I know, boy. I'll be in later.

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