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Barnaby Jones, a QM production, starring Buddy Ebsen.

Also starring Lee Merriweather, Mark Schera, with guest stars

Gary Lockwood, Michael Strong,

Bird DeBenning, Suzanne Reed,

Ellen Gere,

Christine DeBell.

Tonight's episode, Man on Fire.

Sure. I love it.

I love all your designs for this season.

I just can't sell them.

Not to the volume houses.

I keep telling you, Harry, hit the high fashion outlets.

The volume boys will come begging.

Will you guys call it a truce for tonight?

I'm starving. You can dress now, Cindy.

Sorry we kept you late.

That's okay. Don't worry about it.

Besides, your partner here is going to take me out to dinner tonight.

We're going to have caviar and champagne.

And I'll see you in a minute.

I like that girl, Chris.

Why don't you marry her? I have enough problems with the business.

We're in real trouble, aren't we?

You know as well as I.

Everything's riding on this season.

We could even lose our building if I can't move the line. Come on.

If a girl can wear it, you can sell it. Including the rags I designed.

To the high class trade, sure.

But I've geared up our production for the mass market.

I mean, your stuff's too classy. Hey, Harry.

Yell at me. But don't throw in the towel.

I'll rework the designs. I won't let you down.

Chris, it's a little too late for new designs.

All we need now is a small miracle.

I'm ready.

Oh, now, don't let me spoil your dinner. Now, let's lock up and get out of here.

Hi, Barnaby.

Oh, Gil. Hey, Barnaby.

The life insurance boy said you'd be around.

Jim, when I heard that you were the fire insurance agent, I knew that you would

want to conduct your own investigation as usual.

So I told him to save my fee and just accept your report. Jim reads ashes with

the best of them, that's for sure.

What do you got?

Well, only one thing's sure. The fire started at 8 .32 last night.

Looks like you located the seat of the fire.

Well, no, I didn't. Gil did.

I was over there checking out where Alden's body was found.

Any idea how it started?

Well, it's shaping up as an accidental. They kept the bottle of cleaning fluid

here, and Gil found what was left of the metal ashtray in a pile of broken

glass. Smoldering cigarette?

Yeah, it looks that way.

Is that where they found Alden?

Yeah, here. Come on. Step right over here.

Well, he probably heard the bottle shatter, but the fire was out of control

he got here. I don't know.

M .E.'s office said he had a gash on the side of his head, but death was due to

smoke inhalation.

Well, they must have fallen trying to extinguish the flames. Hit his head,

too weak to get out.

What is it?

I don't know.

Looks like another deep burn pattern here.

Did you find something?

Yeah, maybe a second seat of the fire.

Looks like something inflammable saturated the floor here.

Could be benzene or naphtha.

I thought you said this area was clean.

Yeah, I better have my eyes checked.

Oh, I'll run this through the lab, but that burn pattern is pretty clear.

And there's only one way you start a fire in two places.

Mars?

You know, Barnaby, if this proves out in the lab, I came real close to blowing

this one up, too. I'm terribly sorry.

Ah, it could happen.

All this junk around.

Bill?

What?

I'm awfully sorry to bother you at a time like this. I know you've probably

heard about Christopher Alden.

Who are you and what do you want?

My name is J .R. Jones.

I'm investigating the Norell Swimwear fire for the insurance company.

Harry Norton, his partner, called me a little while ago.

Poor Harry.

He could hardly get the words out.

Two guys, they really loved each other.

I'm really very sorry.

What do you want to know?

Well, I'd like just some background information for the report. Can you tell

how long Norton and Alden were partners?

About three years, I think.

What kind of shape was the company in financially?

What difference does that make now?

Well, maybe a lot.

You see, there's a possibility that the fire could have been started on purpose,

which would make Alden a prime suspect.

What do you mean?

He died in that fire.

I'm sorry, but he could have been trapped in his own fire. Now, if he had

reason to start it, we've got to find out what it was.

Why should I make you a hero to some insurance company?

Look, I'm just after the truth here. For all I know, the truth could even clear

Alden. I doubt it.

The company was going broke.

That's what you wanted to hear, is it?

Did Alden tell you that?

No, Harry did. I heard them arguing.

When was that?

Yesterday.

Harry even called my place last night to apologize to Chris.

But Chris had already left for Norell.

Exactly what did Norton say about the company's finances?

One more bad season and they'd go bankrupt.

He felt that this was it.

What do you think if the company actually won another season? I'm sorry.

I really can't answer any more questions.

I understand Mr. Olin was working on the night of the fire.

Did he usually work at night?

In the rag business, you do whatever it takes.

Especially a partner like Chris.

You and your partner carried $300 ,000 worth of partnership life insurance on

each other.

That type of policy is usually meant to see that the business carries on in case

something happens to one of the partners.

Looks good on paper.

But believe me, you can't replace a person with money.

Especially an artist like Chris.

According to your insurance files, you and Mr. Alden owned all of the assets of

your company. There wasn't a loan on the equipment, not even a mortgage on the

building. We put every dime we had into the business.

You know, this fire is the story of my life. A parlay from all to nothing.

And things look pretty good.

Oh, yeah.

Things were looking up.

We thought we were going to have a pretty good season.

Did Mr. Alden feel the same way?

Sure. Why not?

There was a suggestion of arson at the scene of the fire that your partner may

have said it himself and got trapped in it.

That's crazy.

He had no reason to do anything like that.

I hope you're right, because as you probably know, if he had died in a

commission of a felony, then his life insurance would have become invalid.

I'll be in touch.

Ruth, your garden is as beautiful as ever.

But it doesn't hold a candle to you.

Well, my mirror tells me different things.

True beauty is never revealed in a mirror.

How do you feel?

Look at you, worried about me.

Well, don't be. I'm getting better every day.

Good. Voila!

Lunch is served.

Oh, set another place, Jim. Look who's here.

Hey, Barnaby.

It's humble fare, but good company.

Pull up a seat.

Thank you, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to take a rain check.

However, this lemonade looks so good, I could use a glass of that.

Just came from California Meridian. Went over all the morale policies.

Your secretary told me that you would be over here fixing lunch for Ruth.

Well, I've been out in the field all morning.

Any word from the arson squad?

The lab results indicate the fire had two seats, since the floor had a high

penetration of cleaning fluid in both places.

Sounds like we've got ourselves an arson case.

Do y 'all have any new angles?

No, that's why he thinks that Alden did it.

Chris Alden?

That's crazy.

I mean, do you agree with that?

Well, it's a little too early to say. There was nothing in his insurance files

that looked suspicious, but...

There are a few leads that I haven't checked out yet.

You know, Barnaby, you and Gil are my close friends.

But I think that blaming it on a dead man sounds like an easy way to crack the

case to me.

Jim! It's all right, Ruth.

Gil is just working on facts.

But so far, there's been no evidence that there was anyone else involved.

Well, it'll take more than that to make me challenge the case.

You know, Barnaby, I don't like to see California Meridian take a loss, but I

feel a responsibility to my clients who pay the premiums.

Yeah, that's why you're the company's number one agent. Yeah, I've got to be

going. Thank you very much. I'll be seeing you again soon, Ruth. I'll count

it. I'll be back in a minute. Okay.

You know, Barnaby, if I seem a bit uptight, it's because I keep remembering

full of life Ruth used to be. I shouldn't let it affect my work.

I wish you'd take some time off.

It would do the both of you a lot of good.

Let me handle the case for you.

Can't do that.

Why not? You'd do the same for me. I'd go crazy just sitting around.

Ruth understands that.

Besides, I still have to make a dollar.

Even with the insurance policy, you can't believe the medical bills are

absolutely unreal.

Well, if you change your mind, the offer still stands.

Thanks.

Hello? Fox, your man blew it good.

First, my partner dies in the fire, and some private eye named Jones comes over

here talking about us?

Would you just take it easy, Norton? Just take it easy? My God, man, I caused

partner's death.

Now, if they hang the arson on him,

Both insurance policies go down the drain. I'll lose everything.

Come on, Norton, hold on. I make the final recommendations and the fire

insurance pay off, and the company hasn't questioned my decisions yet. Now,

the fire coverage pays, the life policy pays. You got that?

You better be right, because I'll tell you one thing.

I guarantee you, I'm not going to be the only loser if this thing blows.

Mr. Parks, you said on the phone I had a little problem with my fire insurance.

I came right over. Yeah, I've been checking back in the files.

Seems you had a convenient fire a few years back.

Maybe a little too convenient.

What are you talking about?

I owned a building that burned down, period.

The insurance company paid off without any question.

Now, what do I have to say to get through all of this? Let you know I know

Foster torched the building.

Never heard of any Ray Foster.

Come on, Wilson, don't lie to me. Foster had his name written all over that job.

Electrical appliance rig to set off the building's power system? Come on.

A good claims investigator would have spotted it just like that.

I think you got real lucky.

Goodbye.

Wait.

Just relax.

I want you to know why I came all the way over here.

I think it's time you had another fire.

What?

Another fire?

Yeah. The building has to go.

You see, I know you evicted the tenants under a city order because you couldn't

raise the $400 ,000 required for repair and improvement.

Now, empty?

It's a big liability.

In ashes?

Worth a million dollars.

No, I'm not getting mixed up in anything like that again.

Well, you don't have to. You see, I provide the entire package, from the

the insurance settlement.

And all I want from you is a very modest 20 % of the settlement.

$200 ,000.

What makes you think I'd sit still for that?

Because you can't go to the police.

And if your fire report happened to, say, get into the wrong hands, ooh,

buy yourself a real big jail sentence.

We got a deal?

You'll take care of everything?

Sure.

Mr. Norton?

This is my associate, Jedediah Jones.

Your apartment house manager said we might find you here.

I'm waiting for Mr. Parks to go over the damage and loss report.

And I told you I was through talking.

Well, I hate to insist, but Cindy Mills told us that your company was having

financial difficulties.

That doesn't jive with what you told me.

Well, if you want to listen to a model hand out fitting room gossip, I can't

stop you.

Well, she didn't strike me that way. She seemed to care about you and Mr. Alden.

She's a nice girl. She just doesn't understand that partners argue.

Cindy also mentioned that you were worried about selling all the designs

season.

Chris was an artist.

I'm a businessman.

We always work things out.

wrong pew, J .R.

The action was in the showroom and fitting room.

That's an office area.

Yeah, I know. I saw the blueprints at the office.

That's why this iron caught my eye. It's kind of a strange place for it, don't

you think?

Yeah, things get tossed around in the fire.

What do you make of this brown stain here?

Looks like rust.

I don't think so.

Barnaby, I might have found something here.

What do you think of that?

It's like blood.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Something stuck to it.

Was it hair, maybe?

I'll have the lab check it out.

If it's blood and it types out the same as Alden's, I'll send the iron over to

the arson lab for a hair comparison.

Well, as soon as you get the results, give us a call.

It's blood, all right.

And it's type B.

It's the same as Alden's.

You know, the guy down at the arson lab says B is very rare.

The only type less common is A, B.

Now, if the arson people decide that those hairs are Alden's, then we'll know

that he wasn't alone on Norah last night.

Somebody could have killed him and burned the place down.

Yep. Well, for motive, you can't beat Norton. Those two insurance policies add

up to big bucks.

Long way from collecting.

Jim Parks is a bulldog when it comes to that kind of evidence.

Yeah, you've always said he was a real pro, Barnaby, but don't you think he was

acting a little strange?

In what way? The stain on the iron.

I tried to pass it off as if it was nothing. You said it was rust.

I don't see what you're driving at. Well, I'm not sure what I'm driving at

either, Barnaby, but I just expect him to be a little sharper than that. You

know, I mean, you can't be sure that's blood, but anybody can see it's not

Jedediah, I have worked with Jim Parks for three years, ever since he came out

here from Detroit.

I have never met a better fire investigator, and right now, he has a

on his mind.

And the last thing in the world he needs is for people to start picking on every

word he says.

I have been to every major textile distributor and garment retail outlet in

city, and I have the blisters to prove it. Ah, what an exaggeration. I went

shopping with this woman last week. Those feet are indestructible.

It's true.

Oh, thank you, Barnaby.

I'll type up the details for you, but everyone I talk to confirm what Cindy

Mills told J .R.

Every textile supplier Norell deals with shows their accounts as delinquent.

What about their retail customers?

Most of them were disenchanted with Norell's designs.

They were holding up orders waiting to see what the competition came up with.

Well, that gives Norton an even stronger motive.

I just remembered something I saw in the Cal Meridian files. It's beginning to

ring a bell.

I think I will drop by Jim's on the way home and run it past him.

Well, I better get this iron over to the arson squad.

So, what'd you get from the iron?

Stained with blood.

Alden's type.

If the hair comparison is positive, we've got a probable homicide.

Hmm.

Top suspect would have to be Norton, right? That's why I'm here.

In the insurance records at Noral, I noticed in Norton's file an item which

didn't impress me at the time because I was concentrating on Alden.

What was it?

Computer symbol PFIS followed by the sum $300 ,000.

Doesn't that indicate that there was a previous fire insurance settlement?

Yeah, it could be. It depends on the symbol. I'll check it out first thing

tomorrow. Well, I thought maybe that you had checked it out before you issued

the policy.

Yeah. Well, the truth is, Barnaby, I just don't remember it.

It might have slipped my mind, and one of Ruth's bad days, those things happen.

Jim, I wish you'd think about taking a leave of absence.

No, no.

I'm afraid to. I came from nothing. I'm not going to go back.

I mean a vacation, not retirement.

Barnaby, let me make it simple for you. You see, I didn't belong to any

fraternities or clubs where I could turn social contacts into quick life

insurance policies with real monies. So I made up my mind to get to the top and

fire in casualty. A field where you make it on your ability, not social contact.

Well, I'd say you're well on your way.

Yeah, I fought for my reputation. I'm not going to risk it making any dumb

moves.

Oh, Barnaby, look, I... If you're right about all of this...

I would really appreciate it if you didn't mention it. You filed your

Well, that's a fire insurance problem.

My job is strictly to find out the reason for Alden's death.

Thanks a lot.

Well, look, I'll see you tomorrow morning.

Okay, Jim. Good night.

In a minute.

Hey, would you turn that thing down?

Yeah, yeah.

We got a problem.

They finally iron you used on Holden.

So? They can't connect me with it.

Yeah, but they're closing in on Norton. He's about to crack.

Hey, all he has to do is keep his mouth shut.

They can't nail him.

It's not in a criminal court where you need absolute proof, but I've got news

for you, buddy. This is a civil case.

All the insurance company has to do is present what we call a preponderance of

evidence.

It can win on the basis of suspicion. You got that?

We'd get no payoff.

It's worse.

You know, Norton's on a guilt jag over his partner's death.

If he loses everything, they'll take us down with him.

Mr. Norton, I'm Lucas Ives.

Mr. Parks told me to meet him here.

Parks didn't say he was coming here.

Well, he'll explain it to you when he gets here.

Anyways, you and me, we ought to get acquainted.

Of course, we've done business before, only we never met.

Swing and pad you got here.

You killed Chris, didn't you?

Didn't you? Easy, friend.

See, fires are a precision business.

Your job was to see that the building was clear.

You messed up so your partner paid for it.

I didn't know he was going back until after I called his girlfriend that

And when I found out, I was going to warn him.

But I... I was too late.

I was too late.

You know, Norton, they say a man should never drink alone.

It's real bad for your health.

Hi.

After I talked to you, I decided to come down here and get some sun.

Is it okay if we talk out here? Sure.

Cindy, this is my cousin, Barnaby.

Hello. How are you? How do you do?

Cindy, I'm sorry about Mr. Norton.

I just can't believe that Harry would have committed suicide.

That's possible.

He was very disturbed about his partner's death.

You know, I think Norton had the most to gain by Alden's murder. Maybe he did it

and couldn't live with himself.

Well, I can't believe that he killed Chris.

Let's say you're right and that he didn't have it in him to leave his

die in the fire.

You might be able to help us prove that.

How?

Yesterday, you told Jedediah that Norton called you the night of the fire.

What time was that?

Around 8.

But it could have been 20 minutes before or 20 minutes after.

Do you know where he called from?

He didn't say, but I think it was at his club.

In the marina?

The Ocean Bay Club.

You're very positive.

Yeah, I am, because he said he was drinking gold cups.

That's a special drink one of the bartenders thought up.

Well, I mean, you could certainly call it on that computer symbol.

Norton got a $300 ,000 settlement for a fire in Chicago.

The insurance company tabbed it as arson, but didn't have enough evidence

to court.

I'd like to have heard Norton's side of it.

Well, a suicide tells it all.

Okay, I'm putting this one to bed. Say, I owe you a lunch.

Jim, I'm afraid it's a little premature.

Why is that?

Take a look at the mail.

I checked on the phone call that Norton made to Cindy Mills the night of the

fire. He made it from here, the Pacific Bay Club, at 8 .15.

Right. Now, this here is the shortest distance from there to the Norell

there. Even in light traffic, that's a 40 -minute drive.

The fire was reported at 8 .32.

That's 17 minutes after Norton made the phone call from his club.

Well, it certainly looks like you're right. There's no way Norton could have

done it.

Looking back, that whole fire setup had a professional stamp to it. I think we

got sidetracked by all the circumstantial evidence pointing to the

All the time it was a professional, a torch.

Hold it. Let's say it was a torch.

Now, Norton probably hired him. He'd still be responsible.

It'd still be a suicide. I don't see where anything changes.

Jim, I know you like this case just to go away, but it won't.

Not until we find out who killed Alden, and to do that... We need a lot of help

from you.

All right, Barnaby, I'll hop on back to my office, round up my mug book on

torches, and be back in a little while.

Barnaby, look, I know how you feel about Jim, but there is something wrong here.

I told you I had things on his mind. It's more than that. First he misreads a

blood stain as rust, now he wants to sweep the whole case under the rug.

Get a dial!

I'd like to change the subject.

You're the boss.

Won't the fire department get here too soon? It looks like this thing will take

forever to burn.

Ah, the stump is made to order.

When it's laid out, it'll go up like the Fourth of July.

It's kicky, you know.

Seeing it now and knowing you're going to wipe it out?

Let's see what there's around to work with. Where did you get the key?

Parks.

He cases every target for me.

Tips me on locks, alarms, watchmen, you name it.

And the kicker is, the weirdo owners help him to do it.

I hate him.

He's like a punk.

Easy, baby.

Had to play the game.

If he bailed me out of Detroit, he owned me.

But I got him in deep now.

It ain't gonna be one way no more.

This is great.

Everything in here will burn fast and hot.

Just right for my bag.

California Meridian has more arson rap sheets than the arson squad.

We've been at it three hours, and what have we got?

Three candidates?

Four. I think we can eliminate this one.

He has the same M .O. for setting fires with the materials at the scene, but all

his arrests were for torching government buildings.

So that leaves what?

Clay Nolan, Edward Brady, and Lucas Ives.

Look at this.

It says Ives worked out of Detroit until about three years ago.

Barnaby says that you were back there about then, Jim. Didn't you ever run

him?

I guess he's one I missed.

Well, the next step is to get an update on these men from Lieutenant Biddle.

All right, I'll talk to him.

Tell her to take a walk.

Are you ready for him? This is my place.

Come on. Rita, I want you to go to the kitchen and stay there.

So, what's so important?

Now, it's simple.

Jones is getting too close. I want you to take a trip, disappear until you hear

from me.

Hey, why not?

Just give me my piece of the Norell job and I'll split.

What are you talking about? We're not going to see a dime from that deal.

I'm just making a point.

You see, before I take any trips, I'm going to need walking around money.

You see, the Wilson building, that's all that's standing between me and

Acapulco. Just forget that. You're not going to go near that Wilson building.

The only thing wrong with that, Parks, is, you see, you're not making the

decisions anymore.

And from here on out, we're going to split everything.

Right down the middle.

No, no, no. You still owe me one of ours for Detroit, remember?

No more.

I'm looking at two counts of murder one.

And you're going to stick around.

Because you're looking at them too.

Partner.

Hmm.

Okay.

All right, but we're still in business.

I mean, you're not going to see any money from the Wilson job in the next

minutes. So, I go somewhere with Rita.

And wait.

Yeah, but what are we going to do about Jones in the meantime?

Jones is your problem.

But if you can't take care of him, I will.

Mr. Brady?

Yeah? Let me ask you a few questions.

About what? We're looking for the torch you burned down the Noral building.

You just happen to have the right M .O.

You mean head.

I've been clean since I got out of the joint a year ago. Yeah, so your

officer told us.

However, we'd like to know where you were the night of the fire.

Last Monday night, between 8 and 8 .30.

Monday. I was bowling.

I was bowling all night.

We got a real high -rolling team here.

You know either of these two men?

This one I've never seen before.

This dude's Lucas Ives.

I mean, you couldn't miss those threads.

How well do you know Ives?

Barely. We got picked up for questioning on the same gig once.

You ever see him again?

No. I wouldn't mind, though.

Any special reason?

Dude tells terrific war stories.

I mean, you know, if you're into torturing and stuff.

Like the time he beat the arson cats in Detroit.

It's fantastic.

How was that?

Well... They thought they had him dead bang, you know.

And all of a sudden, the insurance company just pays up.

I mean, it knocked the socks off the arson squad's investigation.

He just takes off, he comes out here, he never even looked back.

Did he mention the name of the insurance company by any chance?

Uh, if he did, I don't remember.

Well, thank you very much, Mr. Brady.

I think I'll check with Jedediah, see if he had any luck with Nolan.

Yeah, I'm late for a building inspection. See you later.

Barnaby Jones, investigations may help you.

Betty, get the rap sheet on Lucas Ives. He was arrested on an arson charge about

three years ago in Detroit.

Just a second.

Help. Call the Detroit Arson Squad and find out how he beat the rap. Also, get

the name of the insurance company involved.

Will do.

Is Jedediah there?

Mm -hmm.

J .R., Barnaby on line one.

Marty, listen, Nolan is a strikeout.

He moved out of his apartment about a month ago, left a San Francisco

address. Betty confirmed he's living there. Did Lieutenant Biddle give us

address? Well, at last anybody knew he was living with a girl named Rita

Wallace. I'll take a run over there, see if he's still around.

Tell Betty I'm on my way back to the office.

Yeah.

Don't miss anything.

Ah, Luke always did have a good eye. This time I think he's a little

overmatched, though. Oh, really? You know Luke?

Yeah, I know him. From Detroit.

What's your name?

J .R. Is he around?

J .R.? Well, you and Luke must have been really tight.

He never mentioned you.

Well, I just got into town. I'm a little tapped out. You know, I'd like to make

a quick score if I can.

Well, why don't you leave your number in case I happen to see him?

Oh, come on.

You know, Luke and I started some real bonfires here in Detroit. I don't think

he would appreciate you doing a number on me.

Well, if it's something you want to know, J .R., Luke always works alone.

What are you, a cop?

All right. No, I'm a private investigator, but I didn't come to bust

just want to talk to him.

Well, so would I, actually.

We had a fight about a month ago.

I told him to bug off, and he did.

Well, I sure hope you're telling me the truth. Rita, right?

Because we're talking about arson and murder here, Rita. And if you're

for Ives, you could be charged as an accomplice after the fact.

Well, if you find him, have him call me, will you?

Please?

Sure.

Well, I just talked to Detroit Arson.

I don't think you're going to like what they told me.

Jim's name came up.

Well, now, how did you know that?

I've been fighting it.

I didn't want to admit that he was involved.

The reason I jumped on Jedediah.

I just didn't like the way Jim was handling the case.

Counterpunching, blocking every clue.

And then when you tie that to the fact that...

Ives was in Detroit working at the time Jim was. You've got a clear pattern.

Well, there definitely was a connection.

Detroit Arson decided to drop a case against Ives when the insurance company

unexpectedly settled the claim.

The insurance adjuster was Jim.

Right.

But does that really prove anything?

It does when Jim says he never heard of Ives.

Oh, Barnaby.

Barnaby Jones Investigations. May I help you?

Yeah, Betty, it's Jim Parks. Is Barnaby there?

Uh, yes, Jim.

Uh, just hold on for just a minute.

Hello, Jim.

Hey, Barnaby.

Look, we got a break.

I got on the horn of my contacts and picked up a lead on Ives.

He's holed up in the basement of an apartment building at 410 Fairlawn

Nice work.

Yeah, listen, I'm leaving right now.

Can you meet me there?

I'm on my way.

Okay, fine.

Well, that's a twist.

What do you think he's saying?

He knows we're getting close.

Eddie, you call Lieutenant Biddle. Tell him I'd appreciate it if he'd have a

squad car. Check with me at the address that you got from Jim.

Hey, hurry up, will you? He's gonna be here in a minute.

Here you are.

Just let me check the colt.

All right.

Now, once I tie the fishing leader off to the nail...

Friend comes in the door, he trips the leader, pulls the solvent onto the

Goodbye, friend.

Are you sure there is no way he can get out of here?

Are you kidding? This door is the only way out of here.

This room is going to be like a blast furnace.

One last touch.

Figure maybe...

10, 15 seconds before the fire gets to these cans.

And this run goes sky high.

Luke? It's Rita!

Luke?

Luke, it's Rita!

All right, hold it.

What's going on?

Shut up. Come on, in there.

Let's move. Come on.

Give up, Parks. You're through.

Warnaby, don't open the door. It's a trap.

You're going to die.

It's a booby trap, Warnaby.

Don't try it, dear.

Don't get beat.

Come on over here.

I'll fix the door so it'll open.

Warnaby, you almost had toasted law student.

Warnaby?

I'm sorry.

You... You certainly are that.