All language subtitles for Barnaby Jones s07e07 A Frame For Murder

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.