All language subtitles for Barnaby Jones s08e11 Cry For Vegeance

Barnaby Jones, a QM production, starring
Buddy Ebsen. Also starring

Lee Merriweather, Mark Shera, with guest
stars Carlos Rivas,

Skip Holmeyer, Ana

Navarro, Ernesto Macias, with special
guest star A.

Martinez.

Tonight's episode, Cry for Vengeance.

When are you going to grow up? I am
grown up. I'm 17.

Next week.

Big deal.

Oh, come on. Come on.

Hurry up. Come on, Jimmy.

All right.

It

costs

an awful lot to go to college, doesn't
it?

So how do you get a scholarship?

Do you think I could?

Hey, if I can, anybody can.

Anyway, next year I'll be a CPA.

Then I'll be able to help you. Some,
just some.

Gee, I guess you're not so bad after
all.

Poor brother.

Seeing as how I'm the only one you got,
yeah.

Come on, come on down. It's time to go.

Okay.

You know, when I get out of college, I'm
going to work with children.

Mom says that I've got away with kids.

You've got away with it, that's for
sure.

The slide.

See, now...

It's time to go.

Oh, please, just once.

Hurry up. Come on.

What do

you want? I got a message for your old
man.

Who are you?

Sit up when I talk to you, man.

You tell him to lay off.

Understand?

Lay off.

Oh, Betty.

Any phone calls?

Tell the dial.

I think we can say that the San Diego
trip was fruitful.

Did you get the deposition? Yeah, and
the police report and the bank

Good. We should have this thing wrapped
up and... What's the matter?

And Gina?

Barnaby, we tried to reach you in San
Diego. You'd already left.

Was he both dead?

No, just Jimmy.

Barnaby, the funeral's this morning.

Services start in less than an hour at
Santa Luisa Mortuary.

They'll probably make it.

Traffic isn't too bad.

Mr. Avila?

Moreno? My... What can one say?

My deepest sympathies.

Thank you.

Barnaby, old friend.

Thanks for coming. Terrible thing to
have.

Oh, Barnaby!

Oh, mijo!

My son!

After the cemetery.

Will you go to my house?

Will you have time to come by the house?

Time for old friends, Maria.

Hello,

Barnaby. Hey, Fred.

I haven't seen you in quite a while.

Yeah, it's a sad way to renew an old
acquaintance.

Have a look. Could I see you for a
minute?

I'll be right with you.

I'm sorry to intrude at a time like
this, but there's something that has to

said. In fact, you should know it
without my having to say it.

Well, then maybe you should hold your
breath.

Avila, you were a cop once.

You know where police work belongs.

Please, just leave it where it belongs.

Nice funeral, CJ.

I think I'll skip the graveside stuff.

I want to talk to you.

How's Tina?

Can I see her?

I'm afraid not, Barnaby. The doctor said
she shouldn't see anybody for a while.

She's gonna be all right.

She'll live.

So what's this, man? You call me over
here to ignore me?

Let me ask you, Sierra.

Do you like putting away a couple of
thousand dollars easy money every month?

It beats spit.

Even if it's only half of what you take.

Now you listen to me.

And you listen to me good.

Nobody does nothing until I say so.

Now did you hear that?

What are you getting on my case for,
man?

Because you forgot I'm the one that says
when, how, and what goes down.

You know, I'm a forgetful kind of a guy.

Maybe you ought to look for a new
partner, huh?

We need each other.

And we both know it.

You should never lay a hand on Avila's
son.

Much less put him in a coffin.

Yeah, I don't know about that, man.

Hard to figure out. You know, I only
meant to work him over.

Showing up at the funeral.

The sheriff was there.

I suppose he put us together.

Ain't nobody gonna put us together,
least of all the sheriff.

He didn't know from nothing what was
done in the vario.

And Tomas Avila?

You think he's just gonna lay back and
do nothing about his son's death?

I went after his kid because of Avila,
remember? Because of Avila!

He doesn't know about you.

Nobody knows about you. They know about
me. I'm out in front.

I'm the one who takes all the heat in
case something goes wrong.

Nothing is going to go wrong because you
don't blow your nose without my

permission from now on.

Okay?

Sure. Sure.

Use the back door.

He was so gentle, not rough and
unfeeling like the others.

He was so proud of his little sister.

Dammit, I know who did it.

Barnaby, you must talk to Tom.

He respects you. He'll listen to you.

I begged him not to do anything wrong,
but he doesn't hear me.

He's full of anger now.

He'll calm down.

After more killing?

I don't want to lose my husband too,
Barnaby.

Talk to him. Reason with him.

It was meant for me, not for Jimmy.

I think I'll lie down for a while.

Sweetheart, can I get something for you?
No, no, no. You talk to Barnaby.

Barnaby, let's go in the den.

Fine woman. Sure is. More than I
deserve.

Would you like a drink?

No, thanks. You go ahead.

No, I don't think so.

Maria is worried about you.

What you might do.

Yeah, well... I couldn't help
overhearing you say that you knew who

Jimmy. I don't know the name, but I know
where to find it out.

Did you tell the sheriff?

Wilcox? You don't know how things are
here in Nevada.

Muggings, assault, robbery.

And the sheriff does next to nothing.

I've got a group together that moves
into trouble fast.

The people that just left?

Yes.

We're effective, Barnaby.

We've earned the respect of the people.

They look up to us when they need help.

Sometimes a thing like this has a way of
getting out of hand.

Hello?

Yeah.

Hoodlums?

What's the address?

Okay, I'll be right down.

You want to see how things are in the
barrio, Barnaby?

Come with me. I'll show you.

Pronto 1.

Pronto 2.

Yes? I'm here with Pronto 3 on the
location.

We'll handle it from here.

Pronto 2. Roger.

My friend, Barnaby Jones.

I'll take the bag.

Put that away.

Look, I got a permit.

You know the rules.

No guns.

Like old times, Barnaby.

Last door on top.

Who did it? Who killed my son?

No, I'm blowing glass, Papa.

Look, punk, I'll give you three seconds.

Take it easy, Tom.

I'll call the sheriff.

Stay out of this, Barnaby.

Did you see the crowns on their back?

They're dominion.

Yeah, I'm a dominio. The best.

They got away.

Get them out of here.

Put them in my car.

And you've got no right playing cop
because you ain't one no more. Come on.

I was just trying to scare it out of
him.

You're just going to scare him to him
with this bottle?

Is this gentleman the complainant?
Right.

Don't worry, everything will be all
right. All you have to do is sign a

Just see Officer Gordon, please.

Avala.

The boy claims that you assaulted him.

Boy? He's no boy.

He's a culebra.

Snake.

All the same... There are no grounds for
the charge of assault. I was there,

Fred.

Are you satisfied?

Okay.

If I were you, my guts would be tied in
a knot.

Just don't step over the line.

Don't do anything that'll make me lock
you up.

Your concern is very touching.

But tell me one thing.

What are you doing to find the killer of
my boy?

I keep asking Sacramento for more help.

What do I get?

Vigilante. You mind telling me if you
got anything, any leads?

You want Jimmy Avila's killer?

That's easy.

See that kid?

Even money, he knows exactly who did it.

Or who knows?

If you listen to rumors, maybe he did it
himself.

You believe that?

You know, I quit thinking when they
transferred me to the barrio.

And since Avila put together his
enforcement group... The people here in

barrio just plain don't look to me for
help anymore.

The tie -in with those rumors?

A figure out there is a member of a
street gang.

They call themselves the Dominios. It
means Supremes or something like that.

Okay, the rumor is that they had a
little protection thing going. They were

extorting money from the shop owners.

Now, the same rumor says that Avila
snagged some of the Dominios and he

them up pretty bad.

And Jimmy, Avila's death may have been a
reprisal.

Yeah, but I can't arrest anybody based
on rumors.

You talked to Tina?

She didn't see the killer's face.

She said he had on a ski mask and that
he had a gun.

Now, Jimmy Avila was pistol whipped.

That's all you got from her?

Well, she was in pretty bad shape.

Look, Barnaby, you're Tom Avila's
friend.

Tell him to stay out of this.

Because if he doesn't, he's headed for
real trouble.

CJ, you in there?

I'm here.

Hey, man, we got a problem. You know
Vince Figueroa?

Well, Avila busted him and took him to
the sheriff.

I don't believe this. I told you not to
do a thing. It had nothing to do with

business.

Figueroa was hanging out with his
homeboys. Avila just showed up and went

on him. He had some kind of a bottle.

I think he would have beat it out of him
except some other dudes stopped him.

Beat what out of him?

Who wasted his kid.

Figueroa knows you did it.

I don't know, man, probably.

Look, the point is we got no choice now.
We got to knock over Avila. Wait a

minute, wait a minute. He's crazy, man,
I'm telling you. He's not going to stop

until he squeezes it out of one of my
boys.

All your boys know?

You know, Tony, you got a big mouth.
Don't talk to me like that, man. I don't

ever take that from you. You'll take
that from me. Otherwise, we'll both wind

in that place again, and this time for
life. Forget about that place and think

about Avila. Oh, shut up and let me
think.

Okay.

Avila goes, but not your way.

First week, spring figure her out of
jail.

How are we going to do that, man? I have
a lawyer that will handle it.

Now, that automatic of yours, it's a
.38, isn't it? Yeah.

It's the kind that the... A retired cop
like Avila would have.

So?

Take this.

It's a .32. It's clean.

And this.

What's the key for?

First, we get your boy out of jail.

Hey, loco.

Hey, what's up, Tony?

Guess you heard, huh?

Yeah, I heard.

Hey, you spring me, huh, Tony?

My pleasure, mano.

No way that dumb sheriff was going to
keep me in this stupid jail anyways.

I'm still a juvie.

Yeah, but you know, Vince, it might be
time for you to grow up.

I've been keeping my eye on you, man.

Yeah?

I like the way you handle yourself. You
look like the kind of guy who's ready to

do something big.

Hell, there ain't nothing I can't do.

I'm going to give you a chance to prove
that, man.

I've been casing this one particular
joint, you know?

And I was thinking maybe you want to
help me knock it over.

Yeah, when?

How about now?

You mean right now?

Hey, no pressure, man. You want to get
out, get out. Tony, I'm with you.

What I mean is... Well, I'm naked.

Hey.

You don't need a gun.

Barnaby. Where's Tom?

If you find one of those punks, hold him
for me.

I know you did the best you could.

You can call me here or by CB in my car.

Right. Okay.

Am I holding up that call?

What were you doing, lining up the
troops?

That's what you do in a war.

Law and order, Tom.

That's for the good guys as well as the
bad guys.

You're welcome in my house, Barnaby. You
know that.

But don't interfere in this again.

You and I go back quite a spell, Tom.

You were a good police officer.

A man of honor.

Especially a man of courage.

Two citations for bravery.

Yet there was one department in which
you were just a little deficient.

Judgment.

That lack of judgment that earned you
the slug that bought you the early

retirement, remember?

Disability?

I'm as good as any man.

Anyway, what good are words?

My son is dead, my daughter's in the
hospital, and nobody does a damn thing

about it.

I want justice.

You know justice?

That's a strange word here in the
barrio.

That's what I want.

And that's what I'm going to get.

But a lynch mob, that's what you're
turning your group into, isn't it?

There are at least two ways of doing
anything, Tom.

Think, man.

If you don't care what happens to you,
Maria does. Tina does.

Excuse me.

Hello?

Yeah. Yeah, this is Tom Avila. The one
who killed your son.

If you want him, he just broke into the
circus.

Disco, he's there now.

Be careful.

He has a gun.

You told Alvarado no guns.

And I told you not to interfere.

Give me those, Sheriff.

Please.

My first big job, Tony. Yeah.

Okay. What a way to knock over a joint,
huh?

This is a big -time bench.

Keep your eyes peeled, all right?

Just about to graduate, my man.

The cash register's down at the end of
the floor. Go check them out. Hey, Tony,

I just thought of it.

Isn't this the joint that closed about a
week ago?

Forget about that. Just go do it, man.
We're in a hurry. Come on.

money in here. It's completely empty.

It must be in the other one, man.
There's nothing but dust. Look in the

one.

Someone's coming.

Tony.

Tony, what's going on, man?

Had to happen, didn't it?

I was with Tom when he got a phone call.

I don't know what was said, but when he
hung up, he grabbed his gun and took

off. I followed him. I tried to stop
him.

I got a phone call, too. I was told that
I could find Jimmy Avila's killer here.

This phone call, did he or she mention a
name?

No, but it was a man.

Well, there's nothing unusual about a
tipster wanting to remain anonymous.

It seems a little strange that you and
Tom would get the same tip.

Oh, but we don't know that it came from
the same caller.

Any more than we know that this young
man killed Jimmy Avalon.

No, that's right. We don't know that for
sure. Not yet.

He didn't have a gun when Tom brought
him in.

Incidentally, how did he get out of jail
so quick?

He was bailed out.

Well, he's a juvenile, isn't he?

Yeah, 17 going on 60.

That means you couldn't hold him for
more than a few hours anyway.

Look, I'm not responsible for the
juvenile justice system.

Doesn't it seem a little odd that
anybody would bail him out if they

to? I don't know what you're driving at.

But I do know I got a clear case of
murder and a suspect that both of us saw

fire into this place.

Well, if you saw what I saw, then you
know that Tom aimed high.

These two came from outside, undoubtedly
from Tom's gun.

Now, that young man would have had to
have been standing on the bar in order

take one of those slugs.

You dig around in here, and I'll bet you
that every spent slug you find from

Tom's gun, none will be found in the
victim.

Barnaby.

Oh, Tina has been looking forward to
that visit, Barnaby.

Just as pretty as ever.

Oh, I'm so glad to see you.

You stay back down there. You're not
supposed to move around.

You, um, heard about Jimmy?

Oh, why? Who would do such a thing?

I know how it hurts, Tina.

But I'm depending on you to help me to
find out who did it.

I told the sheriff.

I understand you didn't see his face.

No. He was wearing a mask.

You know one of those ski masks?

Did he say anything?

Yeah.

He said a message for your old man.

He said tell him to lay off.

What did his voice sound like? Did it
sound like the voice of an older man or

somebody your own age?

It happened so fast.

Older, maybe.

I don't know.

I'm sorry.

How big was he? Was he a tall man or
small?

He was tall.

About six feet, I think.

Heavy set.

Not fat, though. Not like that.

He was... He was terrible. He was just
awful.

Okay, okay.

No more questions.

It's just fine. Now, the next time I see
you, young lady, I expect you to be up

and kicking. You understand?

I'm back real soon.

You understand?

Where's Daddy?

He'll be back later, darling.

Where's Tom? Where is he? What has
happened?

I'm sending Betty out to stay with you.
There's been a little trouble.

Why is Betty staying with me now? What's
happened, Barnaby?

Come on, I'll tell you.

New cop is making movies, man. Actor.

Can't think of nothing lower than making
movies.

Sinistra.

You're late, vato.

He had to sneak out.

My old man grounded me.

Next week, his old man gonna make him
dress up in his little sister's dress.

Let's take a hike. Me and Peter got some
business.

Hey, take your jelly beans, man. I'm on
a diet.

That's some warm beer. Going down, you
see?

Well, man, vacation's over.

Going back to work.

Word is out.

I'll be like Gil Figueroa.

Yeah, that's what I hear.

That's good for us. You know, it gets it
off off our back If you weren't about

the heat You know why he killed him He's
local man. Why else?

Because he wants to find out who killed
his little kid.

I Got a feeling he ain't gonna give up
until he finds out And get who we want

How's he What can he do Vato

every cop in the States looking for

And they don't find him. They don't ice
him. I'm going to ice him.

That's the least I can do for Vince, no?

You sure what I'm saying?

Yeah, I hear you, Tony.

That's good. Drink up.

Why don't you do some investigations?

Today, I'd like you to check out a name
for me.

The owner of the Circus Disco here in
Santa Luisa.

Circus Disco. Got it. Did Betty get
there all right? Yeah, about an hour

Get back to me on that as fast as you
can.

She wants to be alone for a while.

She's a dumb woman. I'd be climbing the
nearest wall.

There's two men in a parked car down the
street.

Don't worry about them. That's a police
stakeout.

Barnaby, do you have any idea where Tom
is?

No, but I have a feeling that when
things start to happen, they're going to

happen real sudden, like maybe too
sudden if I don't get a quick handle on

Where will you be if I need you?

Sheriff's office.

Buenas, señora. ¿Cómo está? ¿Está bien?

¿Y la familia?

¿Está bien con la familia? Mis saludos,
por favor, ¿eh?

Y Margarita también, no se olvide, ¿eh?

Aquí tiene usted, señora.

12 y 50.

Muchas gracias, señora. Aquí un momento.

Aquí tiene usted. Hasta luego, señora.

Where are we going?

How's it going, General?

Good.

Nice and fresh, huh?

39 cents a pound.

That's a good price.

Get out of my store. Get away.

Not so good talk, Allende.

You heard the good news?

Your friend Avila is wanted by the cops
for murder.

It is a lie.

Thomas Avila is a good man.

Then why is my friend dead?

Come on. Protection money is up. One
hundred dollars more.

I'll give you nothing.

Put it down.

You heard what I said? Put it down.

Come on.

Allende. Yes.

Is that your car parked out in back?

Yes.

I'm going to have to borrow it.

Tomas, what will you do?

I don't know.

It's in the hands of God.

The key.

No, Tomas.

Please.

All right, punk.

Move.

Come on, move.

He will kill him.

Tomas, you must not do this thing.

Please, Tomasio.

Go, man!

Is this all Figueroa stuff, except for
the gun?

Mm -hmm.

Ballistics is holding that for test.

32, isn't it? That's right.

Tracey ownership?

Can't. It's unregistered. Mind telling
me what you're looking for?

Key.

What, you mean to the back door of the
disco?

You look for one, too?

Yeah, well, I don't have to fall on my
head once you pointed out that the back

door had been tampered with, or hadn't
been tampered with.

I had the men make a thorough search.

No key.

Well, if that was so, you kind of wonder
whether somebody else might not have

been in there with Figaro, somebody with
a key who took it with him, shot him,

in order to frame Tom with a murder
charge.

That's out of left field, Barnaby.

Really. So where's the key?

Well, so it's still there someplace, and
we'll find it the next time.

Look, you said Avila got a phone call.

He grabbed his gun and he split.

He's an ex -cop.

His gun's a .38, isn't it?

I believe so.

Okay, then believe this.

The preliminary on the slug that killed
Figueroa makes it a .38.

Well, that just means that whoever was
in there with him shot him with a .38.

Well, when I have Avila in custody,
we're going to test his gun.

You can weigh slugs and estimate the
caliber, but there's no way you can

positively match them to the gun that
fired them.

Now you sound like a defense attorney.

I'm merely suggesting that whoever it is
we're dealing with might be a lot

smarter than either of us is willing to
admit, smart enough to leave an

untraceable .32 in there with Figueroa.

Okay, Barnaby, you can speculate all you
want, but the fact remains, Avila

ran...

Wilcox. No, he's here.

It's for you.

Hello? Barbie, there's a gentleman here.

It's about Tom.

I think you should come over and listen
to what he has to say.

Thanks, Betty. I'll be right over.

Thank you very much, Fred.

I told you what you want to know.

Tony's gonna kill me anyway when he
finds out. I wouldn't be a bit

Let me go!

I want it all.

What are you talking about?

I know, Sierra.

The big macho. He can't think beyond his
trigger finger.

Who's behind him? Come on, punk, who's
behind him?

I don't know.

Honest, I don't know.

I mean, there's somebody here, but
nobody knows who it is.

Stay put.

He's running down the alley towards 16th
Street.

Tom?

Tom, let me help.

No. This one is mine.

Avila told you I wasted Vince?

You said a mob. You believe him?

I don't know what to believe.

You believe what I tell you, Vato.

I'll talk to you later.

I don't know what I'm doing here. I
don't know about these things.

Alberto, el señor Jones es nuestro
amigo.

You must tell him what you know.

I wouldn't want to hurt Tomás.

But maybe I'm afraid what he do with
this temper.

Mr. Allende, you said he was in your
shop.

Half hour ago.

What happened?

There was some hoodlums.

You know, the street gang.

The Dominios?

Yes. They came for money. And he started
to tear my place apart.

Tomas was in the back room. He had a
gun. And he took the boy away.

Did he say where?

Maybe to kill him. To revenge his son.

That's what I'm afraid for. Bonnevie,
the telephone is for you.

Thank you.

Hello? Barnaby, on the circus disco, I
traced the owner.

He lives out of town, but I'm afraid he
lives way out, in Chicago.

The place has been up for sale for
several months, but there are no takers.

Yeah, I noticed the realtor's sign on
the building.

Yeah, Moreno's Properties. It's a local
outfit in Santa Luisa.

Well, they should have a key.

The owners in Chicago, they might have
the only key.

Well, Moreno Properties' business
license is held by a Charles Julio

got Lieutenant Fiddle to put his
computer to work on that one.

Come up with anything on Moreno? A
bundle. Charles Julio, a .k .a. Carlos

.k .a. J.

Julio Morales, arrested 15 years ago,
badger game, no conviction.

Arrested 10 years ago, armed robbery. He
did five years on a two -to -ten, and

he did hard time in Colorado.

C .J.

Moreno.

Thanks, Jedediah. Thank you very much.

find out. I don't know, man. Alan knows
he's looking for me and I'm not about to

hang around here and get caught.

You give me some bucks and get me out of
town. All right, all right. Take it

easy. It's a few hundred for now.

Give me everything you tell me where
you'll be and I'll see you some more,

Put your hands flat on the desk and keep
them there.

Both of you.

Avila, what's this? Go on.

Put them on the desk.

Go ahead.

Reach for your gun.

Make it easy for me.

Avila, don't.

Shut up.

Spread your leg.

What do you want with us, man?

Are you afraid for your life?

What does life mean to you?

You killed a boy who was decent and
honest.

You and this fine, upstanding
businessman.

It had nothing to do with the death of
your son.

It was an accident, man, I swear. I
didn't mean for it to come down like it

man. An accident?

Oh, how convenient.

Then maybe this can also be an accident.

No, man, please.

No, don't, please.

Stop!

Take it easy. Take it easy.

I told you to stay out of this, Barnaby.

Scum. He killed my boy.

He also killed Vince Figueroa.

With the help of Mr.

Marino.

Morales. It's ridiculous.

I don't think they... Might be easy to
prove. The phone company keeps records.

think you might find that you made
anonymous phone calls to Sheriff Wilcox

Tom.

Barnaby, get out of here.

Forget you were ever here.

Forget?

Forget Maria?

Forget Tina?

Forget Jimmy?

Who died upholding the things his father
taught him?

Tom.

Now there's just one thing left to do.

Yes, would you?

Would you get me the sheriff, please?

Well, I'm up. I'm not quite ready for
any kicking yet, though.

Plenty of time for that.

Bless you.

Both of you.

Barnaby, old amigo, what can I say?

Tom, you don't have to say anything.

You got it all right here, the three of
you.

Family.

Treasure.

Well, time for us to be on our way.

Bye. Bye.