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

starring Lee Merriweather, Mark Schera, with guest stars

Lawrence Luckinville, Margaret Impert,

Andrew Robinson, Larry Bishop,

Jim McMullen,

Jenny O 'Hara.

Char Fontaine.

Tonight's episode, Echo of a Distant Battle.

Barnaby, he lives in this apartment building, apartment 213.

You sure it's Henderson?

A girl I talked to at the pool identified his photo. Only, uh... Only

Well, she said he calls himself Harley Jessup.

Figures he changed his name.

Is he home?

I checked the garage. His car's there.

Well, let's go have a talk with him.

I'm telling you, someone's looking for me.

Someone's been around this place asking questions about me.

Who? I don't know for sure, but I think we both have a pretty good idea.

All right, I'll see what I can find out.

In the meantime, you just play it cool.

That's easy for you to say. I'm the one they're looking for.

We're in this together, remember?

Yeah, just so you remember, too.

I'll be in touch.

I don't know what you're selling, but I don't want any.

I don't make my living that way. I am a private investigator, Barnaby Jones.

This is my associate, Jedediah Jones.

We'd like to talk to you.

About what?

A man named Colby Warner.

Warner? Never heard of him.

He was a captain in Vietnam.

According to the Army, he and a corporal named Lee Henderson escaped from a

military stockade in Saigon together.

Neither man has been heard of since.

So what do you want from me? I told you, I don't know.

I think you do. As a matter of fact, we think that you're the corporal that

escaped with him, Lee Henderson.

And I think you're crazy. My name is Jessup, Harley Jessup, and I've never

in Vietnam or the Army. Take a walk.

This isn't a photo of you?

All right. So there's something like this. What?

I think there's more than that, and it wouldn't take us long to prove it, so

don't we come in and talk?

cut him off.

I just want to talk to you about Captain Warner.

Edison, stop!

Who is he? A bystander.

An innocent bystander.

Get an ambulance.

It's too late, Barnaby. He's dead.

client's name is Dorothy Warner.

You'll have to speak up, Mr. Jones.

Warner.

Dorothy Warner.

Her husband, Captain Colby Warner, is listed as missing in action.

And she hired you to find him? Will you give him a chance to finish, please?

Mrs. Warner won't believe that her husband is dead.

until she has some proof.

She and her father -in -law have made two trips to Vietnam, and on the last

they got some new information from the Red Cross.

What kind of information?

The Army... Maybe I better have some water, John.

The Army released a report that Captain Warner's name appeared on a list of

deserters rounded up in Saigon, and that later he escaped with a Corporal Lee

Henderson.

Mrs. Warner found out that Henderson was living in Los Angeles and she came here

to look for him.

Once she couldn't find him herself, she hired Barbie.

And you found this Corporal Henderson?

He'd been living here under the name of Harley Jessup.

So, uh, we went to talk to him and... Lieutenant

Bizzle knows the rest.

The DA's office would like to hear it in your own words, Mr. Jones.

After we showed him a picture of himself taken in Vietnam, he tried to run away,

and I caught up with him in a subterranean garage.

I called out to him that all that I wanted to do was to ask him about

Warner.

And suddenly he started firing at me, and finally I had to use my own gun.

But it was in self -defense.

Were you an actual witness to the shooting?

No.

Go on, Mr. Jones.

I fired a warning shot, which apparently ricocheted off some overhead pipes, and

it... I believe his name was William Kelly.

Yeah.

William Kelly.

Must have walked into the garage just as I fired.

That's it?

What more do you want, Coburn? You got your statement.

That'll be all, thank you.

Mr. Jones, do you always use your gun so freely?

Freely? You heard me.

You always fire without any regard to innocent bystanders. There was no one

around at the time, Mr. Coburn.

Coburn, I've known Barnaby for nearly 20 years. There's not a mark on his

record. What do you call killing an innocent man, Lieutenant?

It was an accident.

Try telling that to his family.

Mr. Jones, my office intends to handle this case just as it would any other

investigation.

I wouldn't expect you to do anything else. Good.

Because if I discover even the slightest hint of negligence on your part, I'm

not only going to have your license, I'm going to prosecute you for negligent

homicide.

Is that understood?

Every word.

In the meantime, I want you to take his gun, Lieutenant Biddle.

Now, wait a minute.

He's had a license to carry a gun since before you were at diapers.

Then we'll just have to revoke that license.

He's right, Lieutenant.

I'd rather have it that way.

You'll be hearing from my office.

Barnaby, it was an accident and you know it.

Yeah.

Doesn't really change anything, does it?

Barnaby, don't keep doing that to yourself.

You get in touch with his family?

We're still trying to locate his next of kin. He's from Kansas City.

How old was he?

28. 28.

I remember when my son was that age.

He had his whole life ahead of him.

His whole life.

Match point, Tiger.

Good game, Tiger.

Not good enough.

Well, it could have gone either way.

Oh, thanks. That's what I need, a stiff dose of charity. Come and get it.

Don't you think that's enough in this heat?

It is for me.

For what?

Who do you think?

Did you ever lose at anything, Elliot?

I once beat him at backgammon. That's because you cheated.

I didn't cheat.

I just gave myself a handicap.

You see why I have to stay on my toes, Tiger?

Actually, I should be insulted, Elliot.

Why is that?

Well, usually when we play, you at least pretend to concentrate.

Today, it's obvious your mind was a million miles away.

That's true, Elliot.

Ever since that call this morning, you've been preoccupied.

All right, all right, I confess.

My mind was somewhere else.

Zurich. Not gold again.

The office called and said that if it keeps going up, we're going to have a 50

profit by the end of the month.

Oh, I wish I had that problem.

I gave you a chance to come in with me.

You don't have to rub it in.

You know, the trouble with old money, Elliot, it always feels more at home

tucked away in old investment houses.

Dark, dreary, and very safe.

But you never have to worry about that.

That's right, Tiger.

All my money dates back to me, myself.

Elliot, isn't that that friend of yours, Harley?

He's not a friend of mine. He's just a very good mechanic.

I asked him to check out a sports car I'm thinking of buying.

Darling, do me a favor.

Take Neil inside and make him a real drink.

This won't take a minute.

He came out of nowhere riding a white horse.

No one knew where he was from, only where he was going.

An old Latin, something or other.

Well, why didn't you wear your tennis gear? We could have played a few sets.

There's been some problem.

I know. I heard the news.

Seems our friend Kelly got himself killed.

Yeah, he must have been watching my place.

Yeah, it seems that way.

What about this detective?

Was his name Jones?

Did he talk to you?

Yeah, he had a picture of me and everything, and so I split. Look, I got

leave town for a while.

No, don't do that.

If there's trouble, I'm going to need your help.

You're the only one I can count on.

I can't go back to my place. I'm telling you, Jones knows me.

All right, find another place where you're not known.

And don't go back to your old hangouts.

You need money?

Yeah, I just about run out of that last thousand you sent me.

I'll take care of it.

When you get yourself settled, get in touch with me. But do it by phone this

time. I don't want to see you around here anymore.

Okay. What about this Jones?

As far as I'm concerned, we owe Jones a favor for taking care of Kelly for us.

And I heard on the news the DA is considering criminal charges against

I don't think we have to worry about Jones anymore.

You're dropping the case?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Warner, but the one lead we had, I let get away, and then I

wound up killing an innocent man.

I understand how you feel, Mr. Jones.

This may sound selfish of me.

After all these years, I finally felt that I was close to finding out what

happened to my husband.

What am I going to do now?

There are a lot of other private investigators, very excellent ones.

I'm sure there are.

You seem to understand my problem.

I was depending on you very much.

I'm sorry. I'm truly sorry.

You know what's bothering me about this thing, Barnaby?

Why did Henderson react the way he did? I mean, I can understand him not wanting

to answer our questions or telling us to leave, you know, but why did he run the

way he did and start shooting at you? Don't you find that curious?

He was a deserter, Jedediah.

Well, there were quite a few deserters. I just don't think many of them carried

guns. I mean, it's not like we were from the FBI. We couldn't do anything to

him. We just wanted to find out about Captain Warner.

You know, I thought about that myself, Mr. Jones, and it made me believe that

Colby's still alive, he must be in some terrible kind of trouble.

And Henderson has something to do with it.

Mrs. Warner, we have not uncovered one shred of evidence to indicate that your

husband is still alive.

Now, maybe it's best that you accept the fact that he isn't and let it rest and

go on and live your life.

No, I can't do that.

Not without real proof.

Mr. Jones, the army is calling Colby a deserter.

His own father, who was always so proud of him, is beginning to believe it.

Well, I don't care if he's a deserter.

If he's in trouble, I want to help him.

Mr. Jones, I don't care what he's done.

I want him back.

JR, here's the information you asked for. Oh, thank you.

What information is that?

Thought I'd do a little checking on William Kelly out of curiosity, Barnaby.

It paid off.

From Kansas City.

Worked as a mechanic, no immediate family.

Wait a minute.

Kelly and Lee Henderson were in the same outfit in Vietnam.

Let me see that.

You know the odds against that being a coincidence?

Barnaby, if Henderson and Kelly did know each other, then there's a good chance

that Kelly was not just an innocent bystander.

Yes, but we don't know that for sure, do we?

Well, don't you think it's worth finding out?

Barnaby, what are you going to do, just give up?

You're going to spend the rest of your life drowning in guilt and feeling sorry

for yourself?

He's right.

At least find out if there's a connection between the two men.

Please, Mr. Jones.

I'll see what I can find out.

Yeah, that's him.

All the rotten luck.

Now, the police said you'd be coming in from Kansas City to claim the body.

They couldn't find any next to Ken.

He didn't have any. He was an orphan.

Oh, that's too bad.

You gonna take the body back with you?

We're not sure. We might even bury him here.

Well, you'll have to sign this form.

Jeff said that you'll be responsible for all the expenses.

The man who shot him.

Barnaby Jones?

Do you know him?

Only by reputation.

He's been in business a long time.

How many other guys was he sent here?

Listen, son, I don't know what you're thinking.

But Jones is a good man.

This was an accident.

A tragic one, but an accident.

That may be true, but I'd say my friend got the short end of the stick.

Wouldn't you?

We'll make arrangements for the body.

Thank you.

What are we going to do now?

Pick up where Kelly left off?

Don't mean about Jones.

And what do you think?

remember you. You were the guy who was asking for Harley yesterday.

Good memory. Can I sit down?

Oh, be my guest.

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

What's it like being a private detective?

I mean, is it really exciting?

Well, it has its moments, I suppose.

I know who you are.

I saw you talking to the police yesterday, remember?

What do you want?

I was wondering if I could get a look at Henderson, um, Harley Jessup's

apartment. Why don't you go up and ask him?

I think we both know that he hasn't come back.

And you expect me to let you win?

I was hoping, yes.

Well, you sure have your nerve.

After what you did to that young fella yesterday, if I say no, you're gonna

shoot me too?

It wasn't like that.

I know what it was like.

I saw that kid laying in a pool of blood.

I even had to wash it down after they took him away.

Tell me, Jones, how'd you sleep last night?

I didn't.

Thank you for all your help.

I hear the DA is investigating this.

Well, I hope he puts you away, Jones.

And I don't ever want to see you around here again. If I do, I'm going to call

the police. You got that?

Well, thank you for the information.

The name's Della, 323.

My apartment number.

Listen, maybe sometime we can get together and you can tell him about all

adventures. That sounds like a nice way to spend an evening.

I'll see you. Okay, bye -bye.

Barnaby!

Any luck with the manager?

No. Well, I might have something. A girl I was just talking to said that

Henderson had a girlfriend who used to come around here a lot, and they got to

talking a few times at the pool.

Does she know her name?

Just a first name, Candy.

Got to talking about jobs once, and Miss Candy said she was a dancer.

Did you happen to mention where you work?

Uh -huh. A place called the Body Palace.

Hey. Hi.

Hey, what happened?

I had to find a place to stay.

Has there been anyone around here looking for me?

No.

Harley, what's this all about?

It's nothing.

Hey, some guy gets killed and you say... Hey, come on, beautiful. I'm telling

you, there's nothing to worry about.

Now, why don't you go change and I'll show you my new place?

I mean, it's not much, but it's comfortable.

Hey, look, I've got two more numbers to do.

You wait for me.

Are you kidding?

Got it.

Hello?

May I ask who's calling, please?

One second.

Elliot, it's that Harley.

Shall I tell him that you're busy?

No, no, I'll take it.

Probably just something about the car.

Hello?

I thought I told you to call me only at the office.

I tried, but your secretary said you wouldn't be in today. All right, all

What is it?

I found the place. You better take down the number.

Yeah, go ahead.

555 -6128.

I'm also going to need that money.

You'll get it.

I've got some news for you, too.

Curtis and Parker are in town.

They're here? How do you know?

Called Curtis's wife in Kansas City, said I was an old friend.

You just keep your eyes open.

Elliot, I don't like what's happening. First Kelly, now the others. What if

find me?

You just make sure they don't.

Remember Nam, Corporal.

We kept our eyes open, we were very careful, and we came through without a

scratch. Works the same way back here.

I hope you're right.

I can't afford to be wrong.

I'll be in touch.

You're working very hard.

I'm writing out the invitations for a party. What party?

Our first anniversary.

Don't tell me you've forgotten.

Oh, yes.

I did.

And how could I?

This has been the happiest year of my life.

Mine, too.

Is there anyone in particular you want to invite?

Oh, just the usual four or five hundred.

No, I mean any of your friends.

I thought your friends were my friends.

They are, but... Elliot, you must have known someone before you met me.

Let me think.

No. No one at all.

Elliot, I'm serious.

Do you know that I have never met a single friend of yours?

It's almost as if you didn't exist until you popped up at that boring party and

asked me out. Do you know what they call you at the club?

I can imagine.

The Great Gatsby.

Hmm.

No, that's the truth.

The man of mystery.

No past, only a present.

Do they also say that I made it on my own, without any help from your family?

They do give you some credit for that.

Good.

What else do they say?

That you probably did something unspeakable in your past.

No question about it.

And that you don't make your money trading gold, but in organized crime.

I confess, I'm public enemy number one.

And?

And what?

It'll all come crashing down one day.

I'll wake up, and you'll be gone.

Do you believe that?

No.

But I'd feel better knowing a little more about you.

All right, I'll make a deal with you.

Some night when you can't sleep, I'll tell you the story of my life. I

it. You'll doze off before you know it.

Elliot, be serious.

I am.

Honey, if I don't talk about my past, maybe it's because I'm not that proud of

it.

As far as I'm concerned, my life began the day I met you.

You're the only thing in this world that I care about.

Do you buy that?

I'd be crazy not to.

You hurry up. Relax, will you? The answering service said the secretary's

lunch and there's nobody else in the ambulance.

Check the files.

Let's see what's in here.

Corporal Henderson's file.

Bobby, you back already?

The owner says her last name is Harper.

Jedediah? I heard you might be Harper.

Miss Harper, my name is Barnaby Jones. This is Jedediah Jones.

Good for you, fellas.

I understand that you go with Harley Jessup.

Jessup?

No. Name doesn't ring any bells.

Candy, why are you protecting him?

Better die.

Or if he's a dead end, we've got him trapped.

Let that be a lesson to you.

Never chase an armed man unless you have a gun.

Let me understand you, Mr. Warner.

You're saying you want me to stop looking for your son?

That's right, Mr. Jones.

Why? How many disappointments can we take?

I was so proud of my son.

I remember when he told us he wanted to make the military a career.

His mother was against it. She was afraid of what might happen to him. But

day he became an officer was one of the proudest days of our lives.

I'm sure it was, Mr. Warner.

I didn't want to lose him, but if it had to be, well, then at least I'd be left

with the memory of a brave man, not of a deserter.

Dad. If he did desert, there's a chance he's still alive.

And hiding from his own family? From you?

We don't have all the circumstances of the case, and it's possible we never

will. And maybe that's for the best.

To tell you the truth, Mr. Jones, I'm just afraid of finding out anything

Well, I'm not.

If all this leads to finding Colby, I don't care what else we discover.

Mr. Jones, I hired you, and I want you to stay on the case.

That's good enough for me.

Barney, I went back to the body pallets and the bartender told me that Candy

left with Henderson. He must have picked her up after we lost him.

Were you able to get her address?

Yeah, but she's not there. But I'll stay on it.

Betty, I'm going with Dorothy to talk to a Major Scott.

He served with Captain Warner in Vietnam and he may know something.

We'll need the Henderson file in case the Major wants to take a look at it.

Mr. Warner, would you like us to drop you off at your hotel?

If it's not out of your way.

No, not at all.

Barnaby, the Henderson file, it isn't here.

You sure you put it back?

I'm positive I... Wait a minute.

When I came back from lunch this afternoon, the door was open and so was

file drawer.

I almost had the feeling someone had been here.

That's very interesting.

You think Henderson could have gotten somebody to steal it for him?

That's possible.

Or else we're not the only ones interested in him.

Damn, Jones knows less about where Henderson is than we do.

No other address on him? Just the one Kelly had.

Does it say who Jones is working for?

Dorothy Warner.

She's looking for her M .I .A. husband, Captain Warner.

Where do we go now?

You remember the time Kelly called us and wanted to take Henderson by himself?

Yeah.

You told him to wait until we got out of here.

Where did you say Henderson was at the time?

Working out at a gym.

That's right. You remember how Henderson was always pushing weights in NAMM?

Well, it looks like he's still doing the same thing here.

We just have to figure out where he works out.

You know how many gyms there are in this town?

Teddy, it doesn't make any difference.

We just start with the ones closest to his apartment.

Come on.

If that's room service, order me some champagne.

The French kind.

Hello? Can I speak to Elliot, please?

He's not here right now. I don't expect him till later this evening.

This is Harley.

Will you tell him to give me a call as soon as he gets in?

Is there anything I can tell him? Just tell him it's important.

Does he have this?

How long are we just going to sit around here?

Maybe I'll go work off some steam.

Well, that's great. What am I supposed to do, just sit around and watch the

paint peel off the walls?

You could find a market. We don't have anything to eat.

We don't have any plates or silverware either.

You sure have a weird idea of comfortable.

I think I'm going back to my place.

You're not going anywhere near that place.

Don't you think Jones has your address by now?

Harley, you're hurting me.

Hey, maybe if I knew what it was about, I could help you.

It's something that happened a long time ago.

The less you know about it, the better.

Mr. Jones?

Hey, Scott.

Dorothy's been telling me a lot about you. Only believe the good stuff.

You're looking beautiful today.

You don't look so bad yourself.

I need that.

Why don't we sit down?

That was quite a game.

Yeah, can you believe they're thinking of trading me to the Lakers?

Well, from what I've seen, the Lakers could use you.

Well, Mr. Jones, I don't know what else I can tell you about Colby that I

haven't already told Dorothy.

When was the last time you saw Captain Warner?

It was 1972,

March 6th, I remember it exactly, because Colby had just come in from a

and I was just going out on one, and we had coffee.

He filled me in on the terrain.

He said it was crazy out there. There was Viet Cong everywhere, only you

couldn't see them until they were right on top of you.

He was right, because later that afternoon, my entire company got pinned

near the Delta.

I lost 15 men, not counting the wounded.

And that's where I got it.

About six months later, Captain Warner's company was all but wiped out in a

similar battle.

Yeah, that's right.

But he was never accounted for.

You have any ideas on that?

Yeah, war keeps lousy books.

Bodies disappear, soldiers get captured, lost.

They're deserved, run away.

No, not Colby.

I knew him too many years to believe that.

What about the report that he was picked up in Saigon later and escaped?

Well, if you believe all the reports the Army issued, you end up talking to

yourself.

You ever run into a Corporal Henderson?

I heard about him, that's all. He was in another company.

What about a soldier named William Kelly?

Kelly.

That name's familiar.

He was a sergeant. He was part of the Wild Bunch.

The Wild Bunch?

That was a name given to a handful of men who always get into some kind of

trouble.

As a matter of fact, Henderson was part of that group.

Let's see, there was Joe Collins.

He got killed later.

Ron Curtis.

And a Ted Parker.

I don't remember the others.

What kind of trouble?

You name it. Black marketing, drugs, stealing.

You see, Mr. Jones, it was an unpopular war.

It wasn't the kind that produced heroes.

And I saw men who'd never been in trouble in their entire life suddenly go

haywire and do the craziest things.

Now, Major, you're not going to like this next question, but I have to ask

Was Captain Warner involved with the Wild Bunch?

You're right, I don't like the question.

The answer's no, Mr. Jones, absolutely not.

I believe you.

I know, Kathy. It's that time again.

Can you believe it? What a life, huh? Right off the playing field, into the

whirlpool. I bet Joe Namath never had it so good.

Next, you're going to be on television.

Why not?

Mr. Jones, I have some more information and photos at home. If you're

interested, give me a call, okay?

Well, I've got a better idea. Why don't the two of you go to dinner with me

tonight, and we can talk about it then?

That's great with me.

Sure, I'd love to.

What's your favorite restaurant?

Donatello's. Donatello's, 8 o 'clock. I'll be there.

See ya.

Quite a guy.

I don't know what I would have done without him.

Haven't seen you around lately.

Been busy. How about a towel?

Good thing.

Has anyone been around asking about me?

Nope. In case anyone does, you haven't seen me, okay?

I don't even know who you are.

Thank you, Bob.

Have a good workout.

Barnaby Jones Investigations, may I help you?

Betty, J .R., is Barnaby there?

Oh, no, he isn't. He's having dinner with Dorothy and Major Scott, but I

be hearing from him shortly.

Where are you?

Candy Harper's place.

Then you found her?

Not quite, but her roommate let me in.

Her roommate?

Blonde brunette or redhead?

Well, strictly business, strictly business. Thank you.

For what?

Never mind. Listen, just tell Barnaby that Candy's closer here, so she has to

coming back.

And you're going to stay there and... Until she does, huh?

Oh, listen, Betty, when I'm out of something, I stick to it. You old

you?

I'll talk to you later.

Goodbye.

So tell me, what other magazines have I seen you in?

They're looking real good, Corporal.

Ron, Ted.

What are you two doing here? I haven't seen you since mom.

Yeah, it's been a long time, hasn't it?

This is some surprise. Let me just put this down.

That's what I always liked about you, Lee.

You made things happen.

What?

You have quite a history here. Yeah, I was collecting to write a book.

My Naked and the Dead.

About the faces in a different kind of war. Not a lot of heroics, but a lot of

damn good men.

What happened to the book?

I'm betting he still writes.

Maybe.

Once I can look at it from a better angle.

I don't want it to sound bitter or self -pitying.

And yet, if I told you the thought of spending the rest of my life in this

didn't fill me with a little of each, I'd be lying.

Write it the way you feel it.

Kelly and Henderson.

Yeah, that's the Wild Bunch.

Who are the rest?

Well, there's Ron Curtis, Ted Parker, and that's Joe Collins.

Colin? The one you said got killed?

Yes.

Who's this in the background?

You know, I can't make that guy out.

Seems to be wearing officer's bars.

Yeah, but not everyone was a member of the Wild Bunch.

Yeah.

Could I keep this a little while? I'll see if you get it back.

Sure, if it'll help, of course. Thank you.

How about some dessert?

Yes.

What'll you have?

Zablioni.

Me, too.

You wouldn't have a hot fudge sundae, would you?

Not here.

I'm telling you, I haven't seen the lieutenant since Nam. He ran out on me,

He double -crossed all of us.

Is that why you changed your name?

Look, Ronnie, I got into some trouble a while back. I didn't want anyone to find

me. Especially us, right?

That's not true.

I didn't know Kelly was looking for me when he got killed.

You're a liar.

You were always the lieutenant's dog. Wherever he was, you were right at his

feet, ready to do his dirty work. You know something, Lee?

I think it's the same way now.

You're going to tell us where he is.

All my mother's life, I swear.

I don't know.

Ugly Anderson, where is he?

All right.

Come on. Come on. And don't do anything stupid.

Hello?

What?

Why are you calling me here?

I had a run -in with Jones again.

What happened?

Nothing. I got away.

You want to see him tonight?

Elliot, I got to see you.

What about?

The money that you promised me I got to have. You'll get it tomorrow.

No. It's got to be tonight.

What's so important about tonight?

Jones. What if he finds out where I am? I got to get out of here.

Is something wrong, Harley?

No, I just gotta have the money.

You'll get it tomorrow.

First thing in the morning.

Wants to borrow some money.

Trouble. With his girlfriend or something.

So you don't know where he is, huh?

So you haven't been in touch with him.

He warned me not to say anything.

He said he'd get me if I did.

I was afraid.

Hi. Hi.

Complete. Lee, you don't have to be afraid anymore.

Not of the lieutenant.

If I tell you, will you let me go?

What do you think?

Sure.

You never did anything to us.

We were buddies, remember?

Part of the Wild Ones.

That's right.

So where is he?

Okay.

I'll give you his address.

Liz, you've got to help me.

Candy, what is it? What's wrong?

It's Harley.

Someone's beating him up.

Well, who?

I don't know.

He's in some kind of trouble.

Candy, where is he?

What?

Well, I don't know.

Yes, you do.

I can't tell you. You want to help him?

Yes. Well, the only way you can do that is to tell me where he is.

Well, I hope this has all been of some help to you, Barnaby.

It's given me something more to go on, there's no question about that. Good.

But you still think Henderson is the key?

Yes, I do.

And I have a feeling that we're not the only ones looking for him. Excuse me,

Mr. Jones.

There's a phone call for you. You can take it right over there.

Thank you.

You're welcome, sir.

Yeah?

Barnaby, I found out where Henderson is staying. I think we'd better get right

over there.

What's the address?

All right, the Mirabelle Apartments, 1325 Culver Springs Road, apartment 210.

I'll meet you there.

Okay, I'm leaving now. Goodbye.

Come on, Candy.

Barnaby, it's too late.

What?

He was already dead when we got here.

Did you call the police?

Yeah, they're on their way.

Martin, I'm really sorry.

He was our only lead.

No, we may never find Captain Warner.