All language subtitles for Barnaby Jones s07e11 The Picture Pirates

Barnaby Jones, a Quinn Martin
production.

Starring Buddy Ebsen.

Also starring Lee Merriweather.

Mark Schera.

With guest stars Ben Masters, Conrad
Janis,

Judith Chapman, Bert Fried.

With special guest star Ina Ballin.

Tonight's episode, The Picture Pirates.

Joe, why don't you give him a hand
inside?

Here you go, Mr. Wayne. Come on.

Right.

It was a rowboat. It was a rowboat.

We went down to the Los Angeles River.

And we got this rowboat.

That was funny when you were still
there. You locked those doors.

That was your first date? Nope.

Easy, Jimmy. That's no way to trade a
film. That's going to make $100 million.

Tell you, Mr. Wade, if the public goes
for the Moonstone Rebellion like the

folks did in Mr. Emery's preview
tonight, it'll make $200 million.

Go on home, Joe.

Your wife is keeping the pizza hot.

Good night.

Good night, Joe.

Hey, you too, Jimmy. Go on home. Why
don't you leave your car here and let me

drive you home, kid?

Hey, I didn't have that much to drink.

All right. See you. Good night, Jimmy.

Ken, they're still talking about the
preview.

And about you. They're saying you're the
best editor in the business.

Sounds like you want something, boss.

Those cuts I was talking to you about.

I'd like you to do them tonight.

Show them to me in the morning.

Hey, boss, it's 11 .30 at night.

I know you've been working like a dog,
but Ken, Moonstone Rebellion opens in

just one week.

Okay, boss, I'll get right on it.

Thank you, Ken.

Gabe? Joe, this is Kent.

Would you stop Jimmy before he drives
off?

Too late, Mr.

Wade. He just did. Anything I can do for
you?

No, thanks.

This is something that I have to take
care of myself.

You got it?

You know, Jimmy, when I was an agent, I
used to handle this actor who never

liked the parts I got sworn.

Only the money.

Just remember, I have to have the prints
back when I go to work in the morning.

It'll be back in your trunk by the time
you wake up.

Ken, I thought I had a flat tire.

What are you doing out this way?

Let me toss that same thing back at you,
Jimmy.

What are these canisters doing out here?

Oh, that's just some old footage. I've
been messing around with trying some of

the tricks you taught me.

Your father was a great director, Jimmy.

He was also a great man. And the only
reason that I'm giving you a break is

because he gave me my big break as an
editor.

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

Don't, Jimmy.

I'm going to take the print of Moonstone
back to the studio, and I won't tell

anybody what you've done. But I want you
to get your things off the lot and quit

your job quietly.

No!

It didn't happen.

Look, he's got a bad heart.

He's going to be all right. We'll take
care of him. You get out of here.

He's had two attacks already. I can't
leave him like this.

I said we'd handle it. Now get out of
here.

What about him?

You hit him too hard, Albert. He's dead.

Get his wallet.

Not for his money, his driver's license.

Jimmy says he has a bad heart, okay? So
he has another attack on the way home

and he cracks up.

Now you put him in his car and you drive
it and I'll follow you.

And after all these years?

Well... I still like to think of it as
home, though it's not the big rambling

place I used to have in the old days.
Huh, Barnardy?

I wouldn't say you lived in a shack, Ed.

Yeah, but look at the movie business
today.

Beards. Well, you seem to like the
business enough to grow one.

Well, this is self -defense.

It's young men with the beards have
taken over the industry from the moguls.

Now, I liked it better when men like
Harry Cohn and Louis B. Mayer said,

Shave.

Pamela, why don't you get Mr.

Jones a glass of milk?

Yeah, times surely have changed.

Apparently not that much.

You know, Barnaby, Kenway dying like
that with a heart attack really shook me

up.

But tragedy, comedy, that's the way it
is, isn't it?

What is it with you and this insurance
company?

Wade had a $300 ,000 double indemnity
life insurance policy. Ken was such a

loner, I find it hard to believe he had
any relations to leave the money to.

One, an elderly aunt in Seattle.

Thank you. My pleasure.

You know that Ken moved into a new house
in Brentwood about three months ago?

No.

Wait a minute.

He wrecked the car in the Hollywood
Hills.

Near the place where he used to live.

At least that's the address that's still
on his driver's license.

Now, that's not too hard to understand.
I mean, a man with a lot of things on

his mind could forgetfully return to the
house he used to live in.

That's the way the police have it
figured, for now.

Could you get me a pass to the studio?

Oh, of course.

I'll just phone over.

But why?

I'd like to talk with Ken's assistant,
Jimmy Collier.

I understand he's the last one to see
him alive.

Well, while you're there, why don't you
talk to Joe Tucker, my special security

guard? He was there protecting the print
of Moonstone Rebellion. A special

security guard for a motion picture?

Is that usual?

Where have you been, Barnaby?

Haven't you read about the film thieves
stealing the studios blind?

Yes, I read something about that. The
studios are losing millions in rental

because these thieves somehow get hold
of a hot new film print, knock off

thousands of videocassettes, which they
sell in the black market.

Leaving us holding the popcorn.

Picture pirates.

That's why we've got to have special
security guards.

Well, thank you, Ed.

I'll be in touch.

Okay, you'll find a pass at the gate.

Thank you.

Pamela?

Hey, what's the matter, Jimmy?
Something's wrong.

Of course something's wrong.

Moonstone, they found out?

No, no, I got the print back in the
vault.

All right, then what is it?

My guy Ken Waite is dead, and it's all
my fault. Jimmy, please.

We have been through all that before.

I mean, all I'm saying is that it might
have been, like they said, a heart

attack. Rita, I was there. I saw how
that guy with Marty did. Jimmy, stop

blaming yourself.

Look, Ken wouldn't even have been there
if it wasn't for me.

What was that for?

I just want to make sure that you don't
hate me for getting you into this.

I don't, do you?

Come on, you're the best thing that ever
happened to me. I know.

That I shouldn't have asked you for
help.

And I know that I should have found
another way to pay Marty back that money

owed him.

How? With a broken arm? Maybe a bottle
of acid thrown in your face?

I'd steal this whole studio if I had to
to keep Marty from hurting you.

I do love you, Jimmy.

Listen, I've got to get back.

Um, tonight.

I'll see you tonight. Okay, but...

Emory's secretary called about a party
at his house, but I don't know. No.

What do you think? You don't know.
They're the big bread to be invited to

go, yes.

Maybe. If you go with me.

Absolutely.

All right. I'll be ready at eight, okay?

Excuse me?

It's amazing how many little pieces of
film have to go together to make a

Oh, uh, Jimmy Collier? Yeah.

I knew your father slightly.

You look a lot like him.

Oh, is there anything I can do for you?

Well, that depends on how much you can
tell me about Ken Wade's state of mind

the night he died.

Who are you?

Barnaby Jones. I'm investigating his
death for an insurance company.

Investigating?

Well, I don't know. I guess you'd say
Ken was on cloud nine that night.

You mean on account of that preview of
Moonstone Rebellion over at Mr. Emery's

house? Yeah. He was pretty happy about
the way it turned out.

Tell me, in all the time that you worked
with Mr. Wade, were you ever aware that

he was in financial difficulties, needed
money?

Ken, top film editors are always in
demand. They make lots of money.

Well, sometimes it works out that the
more you make, the deeper in the hock

get. It's kind of a vicious circle.

What are you driving at?

Well, he needed a lot of money to pay
for that new house, and then he had some

stock investments. I understand it
didn't turn out too well.

Oh, I wouldn't know anything about that.

Look, what's going on? I mean, there's
no question about it being an accident,

is there?

Anytime somebody dies suddenly, there
are always questions.

Well, thank you. If I need anything
further, I'll be in touch.

What's the count on Moonstone so far?

Well, let's see. By quitting time
tonight, we should have almost 4 ,000

finished. Push it harder, Marty.

We don't want Emery releasing his
picture to the public before we do, do

Lousy. Rita, is there any way to say
thanks for $10 ,000?

All right.

Thanks for making me an accessory to
murder.

Better? Marty, Marty.

Speak to your discovery with a
conscience.

You said nobody was going to get hurt.

Rita, in all my years in the movie
business, my word has been my bond.

So when I tell you that Ken Wade was
alive and well when we put him in his

and sent him home, you can believe me.

Marty, you don't have to stroke me with
that ball.

I've been a big girl since I was six
years old and found out that lollipops

money. Which brings us back to the
subject that makes us one big happy

Bring me Red Galaxy, Emery's other
picture, and there's another envelope of

,000 waiting for you.

Oh, no.

Like they say, this was a one -picture
deal.

I'm not getting Jimmy in this any
deeper. Do you understand?

Jimmy, do I detect a note of mush in
your voice?

You're not falling for this kid, are
you?

He's not a kid.

And I don't answer to you for my
personal life, so that's it. Finito,

me out, okay?

I own your personal life.

I bought and paid for it. So you are
very much in until you bring me Red

Honey, please.

We meant something to each other once.

I know, honey, but you can't stand in
the way of people earning a living.

And maybe I don't explain it too well.

Maybe Albert ought to explain it to you.

Oh, I'm sorry, Betty.

Don't tell Judd to die here.

What, that you're goofing off?

No, not that you can catch pretty girls
with a rod like this.

He may take up fishing and we'll never
see him again.

I know you pretty well, Mr. Jones.

And when you start planning a weekend
fishing trip on a Tuesday, something's

bothering you.

You think that plug is bright enough for
bass?

Probably the fact that...

Wade didn't drive to his new home that
night. Isn't any evidence of foul play?

Yeah, something more.

Something... Barnaby?

Medical examiner's full report on the
Wade autopsy finally came in. He rules

the heart attack theory.

Scar tissue indicates past damage, but
no evidence of new heart

damage at the time of death.

Well, now that's beginning to put a
little different light on things. You

you said that Emery mentioned something
about people who were ripping off the

movie industry film pirates.

That's right.

Well, I was thinking, now there's this
loudmouth at law school who's always

bragging about how he has the latest
video movie tapes, and he claims that

they're the absolute latest, up to date,
you know.

Did he happen to mention Moonstone
Rebellion?

Well, not that he has it, but he was
bragging this morning about how he heard

was going to become available soon. On
the black market? Mm -hmm.

Now, I thought he was just, you know,
bragging at first, but if he's telling

truth... Why don't you have a talk with
him, Jedediah?

I'd be interested in knowing who he buys
from.

Okay, let me see what I can do.

Hello? Uh, see, a glass of white wine
for me, please.

Scotch and rocks.

I mean, what is it? Ever since I picked
you up tonight, you... Wait a minute.

You went to see Marty, right? Now, what
happened?

Nothing.

Well, what did Marty say?

I love you, Jimmy.

But I wish I'd never met you.

Paying off what you owed him with
Moonstone wasn't enough.

He wants Red Galaxy.

Red Galaxy.

You ought to leave Red Galaxy at the
studio, my boy.

You're not boring this pretty little
lady with shop talk, are you?

I was just telling Rita what a great
picture it's going to be, Mr. Emery.

is Rita Lockwood.

You have a very nice house, Mr. Emery.

It's it to my friends.

You know, you want to keep an eye on
her, Jimmy.

Someone might take her from you.

Me, for instance.

That's why I like working with you, Mr.
Emery. You always present a challenge.

It's well put.

As a matter of fact, I do have another
challenge for you.

Ed!

Hey, good to see you. Marty, how's the
electronics business treating you?

I don't rent a house in Palm Springs
anymore. I own one, that tell you

Hey, that's a boy.

Look, everybody know each other?

It's a small town.

As a matter of fact, it's the good taste
of directors like Jimmy's father that

forced me to quit being an agent.

Well, let me tell you, Jimmy's following
in his father's footsteps.

Except he's going to be doing it in the
cutting room.

That's what I was going to tell you
about.

I'm moving you up a notch.

You're going into Ray Loring's cutting
room.

You're going to be helping him finish
Red Galaxy.

Sam, I want to talk to you.

Well, congratulations, Jimmy. If you're
good, you get to work with the best.

And it's going to mean a considerable
raise. Who knows?

Maybe you're going to be looking for a
house next to Marty's pretty soon.

Excuse me, will you?

Well, Jimmy, looks like this was a lucky
day for us all.

In the first place, you can stuff your
teeth back in your mouth. The payoff on

Rita's debt was moonstone. Nothing else.

Jimmy, be reasonable. If it's a question
of putting some money in your pocket,

too. Forget it. You're not getting Red
Galaxy.

Look, kid.

I'm not in this alone.

You're dealing with heavyweights.

In the second place, why don't you get
lost?

Her name is Francesca.

They're making crooks prettier these
days.

Yeah, now, look.

Don't forget that your name is Harry
Bigelow.

Now, wait.

You hung up the phone so fast, I didn't
get everything straight. If she is the

West Coast distributor for pirated
tapes, then who is this Lou Marcus you

about? He's a small -time dealer my
friend at school turned me on to. By the

way, he hit me for 200 bucks to set this
thing up.

Well... Let's go see if California
Meridian is getting their money's worth.

We were told to look around and we
couldn't miss you.

You are Francesca?

Are you the gentleman Lou Marcus told me
about?

I'm Dave Allen. This is my boss, Harry
Bigelow.

Please, sit.

Francesca. Lovely Italian name.

Anything else go with it?

A smile, perhaps.

If you say something witty. Well, maybe
we can stir up a few chuckles in doing

business.

American men.

Always straight to the point.

Didn't Mr. Marcus fill you in on this?

All he told me was that you came through
a friend of a friend.

That you have very powerful connections
in South America.

So do I.

Social circles, perhaps.

But if you had a string of videotape
outlets like the one I'm putting

in South America, I don't think you'd be
talking to me right now.

Then apparently you do not need me.

My problem is, I need a way to get some
of the key black market operators down

there in the line.

I could do that if I could offer them a
really big movie. A blockbuster, you

know, something that would really make
their mouths water.

With merchandise like that, Mr. Bigelow
would have a lock on everything from

Panama to the Straits of Magellan.

I see.

These key operators of yours, Mr.
Bigelow, would a tape of a film like

Moonstone Rebellion make their mouths
water sufficiently?

That picture hasn't even been shown in
theaters yet. What are you saying, you

have it?

No, I don't think I said that exactly.

You came pretty close.

Tell me, would a firm order of 10 ,000
tapes of Moonstones clear up all the

misunderstandings?

Indeed it would.

How does one get in touch with you?
Well, you can reach Mr. Bigelow with

number.

And I'll try to think of something witty
for next time.

I want to see that smile.

Arrivederci Ciao

What's the bottom line?

If the one called Bigelow is telling the
truth, he's going to enter the South

American market on a silver platter.

Well, if I were you, I'd make sure his
check doesn't bounce.

And do you really have to get up early
tomorrow morning?

Mm -hmm.

That doesn't mean I have to go home
tonight.

Oh.

What are you doing here?

Get out.

First, Albert is going to give you two a
little lesson.

Which one first, Marty?

Just hold it a minute.

Now lay off Rita and maybe we can make a
deal.

Oh, I know we can make a deal.

Only right now, Albert is going to
demonstrate on Rita's face just a small

portion of what will happen to you both
if you're thinking of backing out on the

deal later.

Albert?

Go on! Go on!

Are you sure this Italian lady knows
what she's talking about?

Well, the one thing I am sure of is that
Francesca would never hint at promises

she can't keep.

Oh, boy.

My exhibitors have put up a lot of money
just to get the exclusive rights to

show Moonstone.

If they find out it's on the black
market, they're going to scream for

money back.

Joe!

This is Barnaby Jones.

Have you seen Jimmy?

Mr. Jones? No, the guys in the Galaxy
cutting room say he hasn't shown up for

work yet.

Just gave him a better job and already
he's acting like an executive.

Would you rather wait for him or come
back?

Right now, I think I'd like to hear what
Joe has to tell me.

Mr. Jones thinks that the pirates have
knocked off a print of Moonstone.

Moonstone? Nah, no way.

As I understand it, Ed, all the regular
release prints of the film are over in

Culver City.

At the film lab where they make the
prints from the negatives, right.

Excepting for the one that you and the
film editors took over to Mr. Emery's

house the night of the preview.

Yeah, that's the one that's kept in this
vault.

And this film has never been off the lot
except for the night of Mr. Emery's

preview? That's the only time, Barnaby.

Would you like to tell me a little more
about that night?

Was the film ever out of your sight?

No. While it was being run, I even
stayed in the projection room.

Afterwards, me and Jimmy, we carried the
print out to his car.

Then Jimmy loaded it into the trunk
and... Hey, that's right.

I did step back to the house for a
minute or so.

Why was that?

Well, Jimmy wanted me to find Mr. Wade.

He was at the bar, so I dragged him away
and we took off.

So the next time you saw the film was
when you helped unload it back at the

studio?

Well, if you want me to be exact, it was
when Jimmy lugged it into the cutting

room. I was looking after Mr. Wade and
he had a few too many drinks, you see.

So you never really saw Jimmy unload the
canisters or load them into his car?

I was ready to give him a hand, but he
said I should just look after Mr. Wade.

Very considerate young man.

Well, all in all, nothing unusual really
happened.

Well, there was one thing.

When I was signing out, Mr. Wade called
and asked me to stop Jimmy.

I told him he'd already gone.

What was unusual about that?

Ken himself, I guess. A minute later,
when he went barreling out the gate...

He looked suddenly all gray and sober as
a judge.

Well, maybe that's why he didn't stay
and make the cuts I asked him to make.

He probably felt his heart going bad
already.

Maybe.

Hello?

Yes, Lorraine.

But if you want to see Jimmy, you're
going to have to come back.

He's down at the Mid -Wiltshire
Hospital.

His girlfriend had some kind of an
accident last night.

Here.

Jimmy? They said you were taking more x
-rays. I thought they did all that last

night. Yeah, they wanted to look at my
wrist. It started to bother me again.

it okay?

Yeah.

Like this.

And what is it?

Wait. You didn't tell anybody what
really happened, did you?

But, Jimmy, that's what's starting to
get to me, all these lies.

All right, look, now, I've got to go to
work, but the doctor said I could come

by and pick you up around lunchtime.
Now, we'll talk about it then, all

No.

Right now.

Because I may not be able to tell you
what I have to tell you later.

Wait a minute. Is that heavy?

I wish I were dead.

I don't say things like that.

Listen, Jimmy, listen to me.

That $5 ,000 that I said Marty loaned me
when I was broke, that was a lie.

And he never said he was going to throw
acid in my face if I couldn't pay him

back.

That was a lie, too.

To get you to rip off that brand of
moonstone for him.

Wait a minute. Do you mean... Well,
then, since I was such a

pushover, why not Red Galaxy, too, huh?

Jimmy, I don't want you in this any
deeper. That's why I'm telling you this.

That's why I want you to please walk out
of here and never see me again.

I walked out because I wanted to give
you a chance to be sure.

Are you that you never want to see me
again?

I love you. I love you so much. I love
you, too. And what's past is past.

From now on, that's all that matters.

No, Marty matters.

Those people he works with matter.
They're going to kill me.

Then we'll leave town. We'll start over.
Baby, what about your job?

I can find a new one. I'm tired of
riding in my father's coattails anyway.

So what if they're watching me?

Then let's play it safe.

I'll go by your place and I'll pack up
your things. And then when we leave,

we'll leave from here, okay?

Okay.

All right, now I'll call you when I'm
ready to come pick you up.

Hello, Jimmy.

Mr. Jones.

I hope your friend's all right.

Rita? Yeah.

How'd you know about it?

Well, I was nosing around over the
studio as usual, and they told me that

drove a green two -door, is it?

Yeah. Anything I could do for you?

I was just wondering, ordinarily, when
you transport film, don't you use a

studio car? I mean, like the other night
at Mr. Embry's preview?

Ordinarily, yeah, but I figured, what's
the difference?

And it was your idea to use you in the
car?

Well, I feel more comfortable behind my
own wheel. Anything wrong in that?

You carry those two big film canisters
in there?

Yeah, what about it?

Mind if I have a look?

Sure. Why not?

See?

Yeah, I guess you could... Carried quite
a bit of stuff in there. Took the tire

out.

Yeah, well, I gotta get going.

In your statement to the police, you
said that Ken Wade stayed on to work

that night.

Yeah, he did that quite a lot.

And yet a few minutes later, after he
called the front gate in an attempt to

have you stopped, he drove out.

Well, he drank quite a bit, and people
like that are unpredictable.

Could he have thought of something or
found something he wanted to discuss

you? Well, if he did, he sure wound up
driving the wrong way to get to where he

knew I was going.

Or even to his new home where some say
he was supposed to be going.

Sorry, Mr. Jones, I'm already late.

Jimmy, it occurs to me that sometimes
people get themselves mixed up in

Well, things that they wish they hadn't.

People?

What people do you mean?

You.

You want to talk about it?

ago if you change your mind i'm in the
phone book under friend

the batch of videotapes is part of a
truckload we seized

in west los angeles about a month ago
and it's only the tip of the iceberg

made in hollywood france england japan
yeah it's kind of pirating cuts across

all lines born to be that's why we've
been working closely with the fbi on

even interpol this may be what you're
waiting for

Thank you.

Yep. Francesca?

According to Interpol, her full name is
Francesca Scarlatti.

42, born Milan, Italy. Good family.

Divorced twice.

Only got into bad company after she went
broke splashing around those posh

watering holes along the French Riviera.

Any arrests?

Once in Lisbon, suspected of being a
courier transporting Las Vegas skim

to a Swiss -numbered account.

Never brought to trial, though,
apparently, the lady has friends in all

right places. Anything more recent that
might indicate who she's working for

now?

No. No, the FBI got on to her after she
came to this country, but what you've

told me is the first we've heard she
might be involved with these film

Mind if I make a few notes?

No, you go to the head, but if this
bunch you're talking about has managed

get hold of a major unreleased film like
Moonstone Rebellion, it's going to

encourage film piracy like nothing we've
seen before, so you... Keep me

informed, huh?

You know I will, John. Thanks.

Yeah, room 314, please.

Jimmy, listen.

Great city, New York. You're gonna love
it, kid.

But first, there's some unfinished
business we gotta take care of here.

Marty, listen.

Marty, please don't hurt her again,
okay?

Oh, we're both reasonable men. I'm sure
something can be arranged.

Marty, listen.

I'll get Red Galaxy for you, all right?
Just don't hurt her again.

Ah, you drive a hard bargain, but okay,
kid.

I'll phone you at the studio in exactly
one hour, and Jimmy...

If I smell a cop, you'll never see her
again.

Yeah, hello.

The hour's up, kid.

I've got it. Is Rita all right? I want
to talk to her.

Later. Put the print in your car and
drive to the telephone booth near the

corner of Gower and Westman.

I'll phone you there and tell you where
to bring it.

Mr. Jones, he's being very careful. What
did he want you to do? Drive to a booth

near Western and Gower.

He said he'd call me there in ten
minutes. I mean, I just know something's

go wrong. Look, you did the right thing
by coming to Barnaby. Don't lose your

nerve now.

Now, Jim, think.

Are you sure that Rita didn't say
anything which might give us an idea as

Marty worked for?

I'm gonna tell you the truth. I mean, I
didn't care about anything but getting

Marty off her back.

I don't know.

I still think we ought to go to the
police.

Now, that's not the deal I made. Now,
you promised, Mr. Jones. No police.

So we find out where they're holding
Rita.

Take it easy, Jim.

Getting Rita safely out is still our
primary concern.

All right, can I use one of these?

Yeah, yeah, but I thought you were going
to follow me. I will, I will, but

Marty's probably going to have that
phone booth stick down. I can't get too

close. You're probably going to have to
go to two or three more phone booths

before he makes up his mind where he
wants you to drop the film.

When he decides, you call it into
Jedediah, he'll call it into me, and

take it from there. All right, and keep
that thing out of sight unless I'm

talking to you, okay?

Let's get this into your car.

Jimmy, do you read me?

Here you find, JR.

I'm just about there.

Yeah. Hey, you're late, kid. You trying
something funny?

No, no, you said ten minutes.

When I say go, leave the keys to your
car on the shelf in the telephone booth,

cross to the other side of the street,
and keep walking.

Okay, Jimmy, go and now.

I see.

Sounds like the fox I know for the
chicken.

Barnaby, I can't believe I blew it. Come
on, we gotta do something. I mean, if

they open those cans and find worthless
films that are Red Galaxy, they're gonna

kill Reed. Jim, take it easy, okay?

Jedediah, I've got an idea.

It's a long shot, but it might work.

Go to the corner of Washburn and
Beverly.

I'll meet you there.

I'll be in touch.

I guess you're kind of surprised to see
me, huh?

Oh, it's all right. I love surprises.

Well, I have something to tell you, and
it's very important.

But first, would you mind, how did you
find me?

Look, a guy in my racket doesn't stay
healthy for very long without contacts.

One of them fingered the South American
buyer I was hooked up with, Harry

Bigelow. He's a private investigator
named Barnaby Jones.

A detective?

Yeah, he had me snowed pretty good, too.

I had my suspicions, but... Come in,
come in.

I don't have time. Now, listen.

My information is that the cops are
going to knock over your pirate tape

operation sometime this afternoon.

Why are you telling me all of these?

Brownie points.

I want you to flash that winning smile
when I come around here to do business

my own.

Oh, by the way, stay away from the
phone.

Cops probably have a tap on it.

I'll see you later.

Work like a charm.

Dale, I know we have a problem getting
Moonstone out to the distributors on

time, but they're just going to have to
wait until we get set up somewhere else.

I mean, it's obvious Jimmy didn't think
up laying this phony film on us all by

himself.

The only one that knows his location is
Rita.

Get rid of her.

We'll face the run on Moonstone. We've
got nothing to worry about.

Give me a soft phone booth about a block
back. Why don't you call police

headquarters and tell Lieutenant Biddle
what's going on?

Barnaby, if we wait for the police, they
could be gone.

Yeah. We may have to do something about
that.

Get the car.

Marty, you know what to do with Rita.

Start loading the truck. We're pulling
out of here.

Hold it!

Right there!

Don't move.

Some job of checking them out.

That's right, fellas.

Join the party.

All right, everybody move over there.
Face the wall.

Hands up.

Where's your girl?

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

Marty, please.

Sorry, kid. I didn't mean for it to be
this way.

Bart!

You all right? Yeah, yeah.

You know, you really had me walking on
eggs there, Jimmy.

But... Oh, excuse me.

Yeah, as I was saying, Jimmy, I aged
quite a few years for what you two did.

But if the federal government is willing
to make a deal, if you testify against

those people, I guess I'm not going to
be hard -nosed about those things.

Then you're not going to press charges.

What do you think, Barnaby?

Like those pictures you make, I think it
should be a happy ending.

That's your answer?

Thanks, Mr. Emery.

Jerry, after the trial, why don't you
drop by the studio? We might work

something out.

I appreciate that, but first there's
going to be a little honeymoon we've got

take care of.

Thank you.

Thanks to both of you. Good luck.

Bye -bye.

about that cousin of yours?

I bet he's got Pamela believing that
he's a big Hollywood producer and he's

going to make her into a big movie star.

Well, I could forgive Jedediah almost
anything except he grows a beard.