All language subtitles for Barnaby Jones s08e13 The Price Of Anger

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

Lee Merriweather, Mark Schera, with
guest stars Lawrence Hilton Jacobs,

Alan Miller, Lara Parker,

Pat Corley, with special guest star
Percy Rodriguez.

Tonight's episode, The Price of Anger.

Well, we're not studying contract law
here. We're chained to an ancient galley

with acid mouth better than beating a
tom -tom.

I'll tell you, man, those exams next
week, they're gonna be murder.

Well, I got the rest of the afternoon
off. Why don't we grab some lunch before

we, uh, crack the books for civil
procedures?

What do you think?

Nay, nay.

I gotta tote the old barge.

Wes, these are the biggies, finals,
remember?

I know it's the biggies, but if I don't
get the bread up for my tuition, not

even straight A's won't do me any good.

Get together this afternoon after class.

If it has to be, it has to be.

I'll see you later, okay?

J .R., look, don't worry about the
exams.

Remember that old slogan.

If you use the methods of Socrates, you
rise yourself above mediocrity.

Santa Monica, 422 Greenlee.

422 Greenlee.

Say, can you step it up a little? I'm
late already.

I'm doing the best I can.

Hey, make that the Beverly Seville
instead, will you? I just thought of

something, and really step on it, huh?

All right.

No, no, no, no. Leave it. Pick me up in
ten minutes at the side entrance by the

cottages. Do you know it?

Yeah, but I can't leave this thing
running, my man.

There's another $20 for you later on top
of the meter.

Uh -uh.

Uh -uh.

Uh -uh.

What happened?

Okay, just lie still.

Just take it.

What are you doing?

What are you doing to that man?

He's hurt bad.

Wes Carter, yeah. Well, he gave me this
number in case I wanted to reach him.

All right, well, look, when he gets in,
would you tell him J .R. called?

Thanks. Bye.

Oh, are you still here?

I thought you and your friend Wes had
some heavy studying to do. Barnaby, I've

been calling all over town. I don't know
what happened to him.

Hey, nobody minding the store out here?
Where's Betty?

Oh, hello, John.

Betty is having her hair done. She has a
heavy dinner date tonight.

Have some coffee? No, no, thanks. I'm on
the run.

J .R., I just talked to one of your
professors over at law school.

He says you and a fellow named Wes
Carter are pretty good friends.

Yeah, we're in some of the same classes.
Why?

Know where I can find him?

As a matter of fact, I'm looking for him
myself. What's the matter?

Well, right now, I'm in charge of
felonious assault and robbery.

Wes? Maybe more.

The victim is in the hospital. Critical.

You're kidding me.

John, I've met Wes several times, and he
didn't seem like a criminal type.

Well, however he may seem, Barnaby, we
have an eyewitness.

Who? What happened?

A woman was walking her dog near the
Beverly Seville Hotel and saw this young

black fella bending over an unconscious
man going through his pockets.

And you think it was Wes?

That's ridiculous, Lieutenant. There's
no way.

Take it easy, Jedediah.

Sure. Well, the woman started to yell
out. The guy took off, got behind the

wheel of a taxi and belted out.

A hotel security guard spotted the
license number. We traced it to this Wes

Carter.

He owns the cab.

Barnaby Jones, investigations.

I'm telling you, Lieutenant, it's a
mistake. There's no way it can be him.

It's here to die.

Hello? Hey, J .R.? It's Wes. Look, I got
to talk to you, man. I'm in the jam.

Gloria, hi.

Listen, uh, are we still on for tonight?

What are you talking about?

It's me, Wes.

I know, I know. Uh, 8 o 'clock okay at
your place?

No, no, um, meet me over at Frazee's.
It's a place off 79th and Adams, right?

It's a pool room.

Right, okay, I'll meet you there. Look
your prettiest.

Yeah, goodbye.

My date.

Sorry. Yeah.

Listen, JR, if you should hear from your
friend, I'd advise him to come in and

talk to us. All right.

I'll have that coffee next time, Marvin.

John, uh, who was the victim?

A lawyer named Milliken.

Handles a lot of work for S .P. Powell
Company.

Powell.

Isn't that one of those outfits that's
plugging for a state lottery?

Uh -huh.

Plenty of muscle, plenty of connections.

I'll see you guys later.

Okay.

That is the first Gloria I ever talked
to that sounded like she might need a

shave. It was Wes. He's scared to death
he wants to see me, Barnaby.

He should see Biddle. I know, but he's a
friend of mine. I just want to hear his

side first.

Senator, I respect your instincts, but
keep in mind that Lieutenant Biddle has

to operate on facts, not feelings.

Yeah, I know, I know.

Come on, I told you once, time.

You picked him up at the Rotham
building, and he asked to go to 422

right? Yes, yeah. I have it right here
on my trip sheet.

Everything all right?

Yeah, Joey. Everything's cool, man.

I get the feeling that if you said it
wasn't, I'd get a pool cue bent over my

skull.

You better believe it.

Ever since I lost my folks when I was a
kid,

Joe's been everything, man.

My mother, my brother, my father.

Everything.

Yeah.

All right, let me see. Oh, what'd you do
with the cat? Where is it?

Uh, I left it in the garage.

A small place over on Adams.

Got a mechanic there. He takes care of
it for me.

It's not gonna take the police too long
to find it.

All right.

Is that it, Wes?

I mean, is that everything?

Everything, honey.

The only problem is you ran.

What else did I do?

You know how that looks.

Oh, yeah.

I know how it looks.

Blackie on whitey turf.

Spells it all out.

Wait a minute. What?

Oh, come on, man. I'm black.

Dig that?

No, I definitely do not dig that.

And I never heard you talk that way
before.

You'd be talking a lot different if I
went out with your sister.

Look.

You called me, okay? You want my help
and you want to keep testing my

friendship.

They're going to railroad me, man.

What can I do? You go to the police and
you tell them just what you told me.

Hey, look, you want to be a lawyer?

Huh?

Well, then look at the case.

It is your word against what that woman
thinks she saw.

You're in school. You don't have a
record. You're studying a respected

profession. Those are points for you.

And don't forget your passenger. He'll
clear you.

Ma 'am, the passenger.

J .R.

Look, there's something that... That's
him.

That's the guy I picked up.

That's your passenger?

Yeah, Joe.

Joe, turn the set up.

Late this morning on the grounds of the
Beverly Seville Hotel and who died less

than an hour ago as a result of his
injuries.

The police have announced they expect to
make an arrest shortly.

More news and weather in a moment.

He's dead.

He's dead.

Wes, the facts are still the same. You
have got to go to the police.

No, no way.

Look, they're going to find you anyway.
You might as well do it voluntarily.

There's only one way that it looks right
now.

A murder rat.

Must have been something pretty valuable
in there to have a chain to his wrist.

But what?

Securities, money, jewelry?

Wes told you that he thought that
Milliken was being followed.

Yeah, that's why Wes figures that
Milliken decided in the middle of the

change directions to the Beverly
Seville, to shake whoever was following

But obviously, it didn't work.

Assuming, of course, you accept Wes's
story that the cab was being followed.

Why would he lie about a thing like
that?

I'm sure the police could come up with a
lot of reasons, depending on Wes's

financial situation.

You did say that your friend was having
trouble making ends meet?

Well, yeah, I did, Marvie. I mean, Wes,
like a lot of guys, you know, he has to

break his back getting enough money to
make up the difference between

grants, what school actually costs, but
that doesn't make him a thief and a

murderer. Relax, J .R., I think
Barnaby's being a devil advocate.

Betty's right, and from the devil's
point of view, the burden of proving

innocent is Wes's problem.

You know what, look, we got the trip
sheet here.

And it tells us where Wes picked
Milliken up, where he wanted to go. We

picture of him, right?

That's a lot more to go on than we've
had in most cases, don't you think?

I don't like the idea of our withholding
information from Lieutenant Riddle.

I know. All right, Barnaby, give me a
couple of hours, huh?

To play angel's advocate?

Stay in touch.

I will.

Oh, I was just trying to decide how the
two of you would look in halo.

Well,

your

information is correct. Mr. Milligan did
do some work for us in a legal

capacity, but he didn't have an office
here.

I see. Well, is there somebody else I
can talk to? Mr. Powell?

Well, he's in the middle of a meeting
right now.

And drop everything else.

Uh, George, I've done my part. Now you
do yours.

Oh, no problem, Mr. Powell. I'll take
care of everything.

Uh,

Mr. Powell?

Just a minute, you can't... Uh, I need
just a minute of your time. My name is J

.R. Jones.

It's about Howard Milliken.

Private investigation.

Yeah, we're checking into his death. I
understand he did some legal work for

you.

Yeah, some.

And you saw him yesterday?

Yesterday?

Let me see.

I'm really not sure.

He was here, Mr. Powell, around noon,
remember?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, that's right.

For a minute or two.

Yeah, well, he had an attache case with
him. Do you happen to know what was in

it?

That's a lawyer's trademark. It could
have been his lunch.

Chained to his wrist?

Well, streets are full of thieves. You
can't be too careful.

Listen, I'm very busy.

Sure. Thanks for your time.

Call George Anderson's office. Tell him
I want to talk to him as soon as he gets

there. Yes, sir.

I sure want to keep your job.

Keep your mouth shut.

Good afternoon, Ms. Lennox.

My name is Jones.

I'm with Barnaby Jones Investigations.

Well?

Well, I'm asking all of your neighbors
if they know this man. Do you?

Oh, yeah. I saw him on TV.

People aren't safe anymore.

Yeah, well, I've got information that he
was probably on his way here to visit

one of the tenants when he was murdered.

Oh, really?

Well, sorry I can't help you.

I never saw him before.

Thank you. You bet.

I

thought

you said this Milligan wasn't going to
tell anybody where he was going.

He had to tell one person.

Who? The cab driver.

Yeah, but there's... All right, all
right, all right.

No sense taking any chances. I'm going
to change your reservation. You're going

to fly out tonight.

No, wait a minute. Just hold everything.
Just hold on.

You told me that all I had to do was
pick up an attache case from this

and keep it for you.

Yeah. Another favor.

Now the guy's dead.

And there's a private investigator
nosing around my place.

Just what have you gotten me into?

Hey, Christine.

Oh, baby.

I'm not trying to get you into any kind
of trouble, am I? Just what was in that

attache case anyway?

Something big, right?

And you weren't going to tell me about
it.

What was inside that attache case was
some inside information on a stock deal

I'm working on for a guy.

A man got killed for that?

Well, how do I know what the killer was
after? All I know is if the Securities

and Exchange Commission ties the leak on
that information to my guy through me,

I'm out of business.

Now, will you go get packed, please?
I'll call you later.

George!

Betty, when I call you... I'm not going
anywhere.

I'm not leaving.

Betty, listen, tell Barnaby that I'm not
going to be back for a while, okay? I

think there's Peter here after all.

Yeah. I'll talk to you later.

I thought you were... What do you want?

I'm sorry. What did I interrupt you? A
lover's quarrel?

No.

I told you that I can't help you.

So would you... Would you leave me
alone? Because I'm very busy. Yeah, I

see. Woody decided to take a sudden trip
here, right? What?

If you don't get out of here, I'm going
to call the police. That's a good idea.

Do you know the number?

What are you bugging me for?

You want to find out who murdered this
Millican guy? Why don't you find the

driver?

Who said anything about a taxi driver?

Oh, right. I saw it on TV. Like I said,
he was mugged by a taxi driver.

No, the police only mentioned a suspect.
They never said anything about a taxi

driver.

Well, then I must have heard about it
somewhere else.

Now, will you please leave?

Miss Lennox, look.

I'm just trying to help out a friend in
trouble.

Now, in order to do that, I have to find
out why Milliken was killed.

I think it has something to do with what
was in the attaché case he was

carrying, whether it was a lot of money
or jewelry or whatever.

He was on his way here to see you,
wasn't he?

No. Well, if not you, then the guy who
just left, George.

Get out.

All right.

I want you to think about it, and I want
you to call me.

Mr. Lennox.

We're talking about murder here.

Looks like dirty tricks by the
opposition to me.

It's just kids, but I have to do this
almost every day.

Do you manage this whole place by
yourself here?

No, I'm just a volunteer.

Mr. Anderson's in charge of this
headquarters.

You mean George Anderson, the guy that
just went in the back there? That's

right. He's the senator's campaign
manager.

The senator looks much better, don't you
think?

Yeah, much.

Don't forget to vote next month. I sure
won't.

Stuart for Senator.

May I help you?

Yes, just a minute, please.

Excuse me, Mr. Anderson, it's Mr. Powell
again.

Hello,

Sam. This is the fourth phone booth I've
been in since downtown, George. Don't

you let people know where you are?

I'm sorry, Sam. You know, I had a lot of
things to take care of.

Yeah, well, let me add something to your
list.

That fellow was in the office when you
were leaving?

Uh -huh.

Well, he's looking for Milliken.

You mean J .R. Jones?

Yeah, you know him?

No, but I have a feeling I'm going to
before very long.

Sam, don't worry about it, will you,
please? I'll take care of him.

Well, you better.

Bye, Sam.

J .R. Jones gets around, doesn't he?
Must really think he's on to something.

Well, if he is, I sure hope I'm not
around when he finds out the answers.

You're not going to be, remember?

You're going on the 7 .30 flight.

You know, you haven't said anything
about traveling expenses.

Oh.

All right, I guess I can spare a couple
of hundred.

A couple of hundred?

Are you kidding?

Add a couple of zeros to that.

You know, you never tried to hustle me
like this before, babe. Why now?

Oh, listen to the kettle.

And you haven't been hustling me.

Especially about whatever was in that
attache case.

According to Jones, there must have been
a fortune in it.

Listen.

Don't try to shake me down.

Oh, you want the police to do it?

How about when they start to question
your precious senator?

Keep him out of this.

No, you keep him out of this.

Just look at it this way, George.

It's just another campaign expense.

Missed my plane.

I'll find Jacqueline and I want you to
stay very close to J .R. Jones. But

first, I have another job for you.

There's a definite connection here.

Powell to Milliken and then Milliken to
Lennox.

Lennox to Anderson, then it circles
right back to Sam Powell again.

Sounds like a crooked trick to me if you
use that empty attache case as the

bullseye. I'm sure that this Lennox
woman is the key to getting Wes off the

for Milligan's murder.

From what you say, J .R., she's not the
talkative type.

Yeah, well... Well, we're going to have
to leave that chore up to Lieutenant

Biddle.

Jedediah, you said a couple of hours.

Yeah, I did.

All right, the deal's a deal.

Barnaby Jones, investigations, Matt.

Yes, he is, Lieutenant.

Just a moment.

Lieutenant, I was just going to call
you.

About what?

The Millican case. I think there's a
couple of things you should know.

You don't say.

Yeah, why don't I meet you at your
office in about 15 minutes? No.

You'll be at 422 Greenlee in 10.

422 Greenlee? The apartment of a
Christine Lennox.

How did you know about that?

Now, J .R., you get yourself over here
and tell me how you knew.

J .R., you've told me everything you
know, but I just can't seem to make the

pieces fit together.

And there certainly is not enough for me
to lean on George Anderson, not with

his connections.

Well, at least we know Wes Carter's in
the clear.

Nobody who runs and hides is in the
clear.

Lieutenant, you certainly can't believe
he'd kill Christine Lennox.

You see it that way.

His mother would see it that way. Maybe
everybody who knows him, but I don't

know it.

And I have a solid eyewitness connecting
him to the Milliken case.

Now, if he's clean, why doesn't he come
in and say so? Well, I'm trying to get

him to come in.

You know where he is.

You're really holding out on me, aren't
you? I just know how to get in touch

with him. That's all. J .R., the D .A.'s
office is going to want a case soon. I

have to write up everything I know.

All right, I understand that.

I hope so.

Because if you can't get him to come in
or tell me how to nail him, the D .A. is

going to start thinking accessory after
the fact, withholding evidence.

Oh, come on, Lieutenant.

I'm sorry, JR.

That's the way it is.

Yeah? Uh, this is Mr.

Frazee, isn't it?

This is JR Jones we met last night.

Oh, yeah, yeah, I remember.

Yeah, well, listen, is Wes there?

No, he ain't here.

Well, you know where I can reach him?
It's very important.

Well, maybe over here and from him. Want
to leave me a message?

No, no, I have to talk to him myself.

Why don't you come around tomorrow
morning? You probably should.

That's too late. I have to see him now.

Tomorrow morning.

Thanks, Joe.

I still can't figure why you don't want
to talk to him right now. He's the only

one trying to help you.

I'm a big help.

Turn myself in.

Yeah. Show him you got nothing to hide.

You running this out of the street now?

I raised you and pushed you through
school to get you out of rat holes like

this. Now bury yourself deeper.

You raised me to stand up and take care
of myself.

That's what I'm doing.

If by some stroke of misfortune I don't
get re -elected to the state senate, my

wife's going to be the happiest woman in
the world.

Dammit, Joey.

He didn't say one word about supporting
the bill to legalize the state lottery.

Sam, he is against the lottery. So we're
just going to take time to win him

over. We just don't crowd him.

Don't crowd him?

Now, you hear this.

If the committee on elections ever finds
out that you hustle me for an under

-the -table contribution to Senator's
campaign, we could both wind up spending

few years behind bars.

Nevertheless...

I delivered.

I know that, Sam.

George.

I'm nobody's fool.

I know you never intended to wash that
$100 ,000 through the Senator's campaign

fund.

And you probably sent a couple of goons
to rob Milliken so you could keep the

money for yourself.

Sam, I don't... Now, shut up and let me
finish.

Now.

The fact that you and your people
bungled the job and let the money slip

your fingers is of no concern to me.

Because I don't really care who ends up
with it.

All I know is that I paid off.

And now I want a commitment on that
bill.

Sure.

Oh, we're not open yet.

Just the past game, Pops.

Why don't you come back in a couple
hours?

Well... Okay.

See you later.

Come on, West.

Did you tell anybody you were coming
here? No.

The guy just walked in, wanted to shoot
a game. He didn't smell right to me.

They cops?

No, cops don't need excuses.

Look, finish up your talking and get
out. I will, just as soon as I can pound

some sense into this guy's head. The
same old jazz, turning myself in. Wes,

is going to look better if you go in on
your own rather than getting picked up,

okay? What difference does that make?

There we got a witness. She could put me
away no matter what I do. I told you,

it's circumstantial evidence. She did
not see you actually taking anything out

of that attache case.

Wait, the police think I took something
out of their attaché keys?

It should not come as any surprise to
you that there was something of great

value in it.

Why should I know that?

Because Milliken had it chained to his
wrist. You saw that, didn't you?

No, I did not, no.

Well, that's... You told me... Oh, okay,
look.

I saw the case, all right, but it was
covered with a raincoat.

Wait a minute, wait a minute. What do
you mean it was covered with a raincoat?

It was over his arm, over the case.
Look, I never saw no chain.

You also never said that there was
anything about a raincoat. The police

didn't mention anything about a
raincoat.

It was left in the cabin, and I ditched
it.

Wes, last time I talked to you about
your passenger, you started to say

something, that there was something
else. Was it about the raincoat?

Yeah, yeah, I guess, yeah.

Well, then why didn't you say something?

How should I know why?

I forgot.

That's why.

All right, Wes, that's it. Come on.
We're wasting time.

I'm telling you from the last time, man.
No!

Wes, I'm in on this, too.

The police know I've been holding out on
them. I could be nailed as an accessory

after the fact.

Come on, man.

You'd have no problem convincing your
people that your token black friend

on you.

They'd believe the worst anyway.

Okay, Wes.

You call it, you play it.

And I don't want you to worry about me
tipping off the police because they're

going to find you anyway.

Well?

Don't you want to hassle me too?

No.

Now you're already in deep enough
trouble.

Joan. Now, there doesn't have to be any
trouble.

You just want to talk.

Down there, in the alley.

Come on, come on. Come

on,

Joey. Let me in the car. The West
leaving town won't settle a thing. You

lend me the keys tonight.

Okay.

Well, when you bring it back, don't
forget your raincoat.

Supply room, top shelf, way in the back.

When you said you ditched.

A lot of money in that coat.

Yeah, it's $100 ,000.

Hey, John, I was going to tell you.

See, I wanted to pay you back for all
the things you did for me.

You paid me many times.

Every time I saw you back there
studying.

Every time I looked at your report card
instead of a warrant.

It's mine.

I'm keeping it.

Hey, hey, take it easy.

I don't think this dude wants a face
card for the rest of his life.

Pretty face like that?

It'd be kind of a shame, wouldn't it?
Look, I don't know any cab driver, all

right? Oh, come on, Jones.

Take us to him.

Or you'll be spending all your end of
the loot.

Paying hospital bills. What loot?

What are you talking about?

You don't think anybody's going to leave
that hack if you didn't split that

hundred grand, would you, Diego?

Huh? Wait a minute. What hundred grand?

The money he took from Milliken. We want
it back.

All of it.

Listen, I'm telling you, you're making a
mistake.

Oh, no.

You're making a mistake.

That'll bring the crap.

Next time.

Take it easy, Pop. Take it easy.

Oh, I knew they were trouble. What do
they want? They wanted Wes. I better

him. But he's not here.

Well, where is he?

I don't know. He just took the car and
left.

And I know you think you're protecting
him this way, Joe, but you're not.

Boss, it's Sunday. Would you be fishing?

Yeah, I'd like to, Ben, but I got a call
from Lieutenant Biddle. That's probably

him now.

Yeah, I just wanted a little more time
to go over my notes on some of the

Wes told me. Sit down.

Couldn't get him to come in?

No, but now I know why.

You know that Milliken had $100 ,000 on
it?

I see.

And Wes did take the money. Yeah, but I
still don't believe he murdered Milliken

for it.

The people following in the car?

For the money, yeah. Wes found it in the
cab after they killed Milliken.

Did Wes tell you that?

Wes left town.

Janet Dyer.

I know, Barnaby, I know, but nothing's
changed.

See, I figure when Milliken realized he
was being followed, he left the money in

the cab.

He must have, otherwise those two guys
wouldn't have just tried to shake me

down. What two guys?

Two hoods.

Probably the same guys who were
following Milliken. Could be the same

killed Christine Lennox.

Problem is, they ran, and I don't have
any idea who they are.

What still doesn't wash is how can you
be so sure that Wes found the money in

the cab?

That's where the raincoat comes in.

What raincoat?

That's exactly what I said when Wes
mentioned it.

See, Milliken left the raincoat in the
cab.

That's where he must have hidden the
money, figuring that he could come back

it after he got away from whoever it was
that was following him at the hotel.

Joe Frazee. Oh, yeah.

Thank you, Barney.

Joe!

Something's wrong, Barnaby. We better
get over there.

Yeah.

Let's go in the back room, old man.

We've got some heavy duty talking to do.

Okay.

Hey, look. What do you guys want anyway?

Hey, Jack.

Sit.

Oh, yeah.

That's the guy that picked up Milliken,
all right. Get him.

Come on, old man.

Right, Mr. Anderson?

The driver will talk.

It's just a matter of how long he can
take it.

Come

on,

brothers.

Make it easy on yourself.

Where is the money?

Oh, but you might as well... Hey, shut
up, Joe.

Okay, old man, it's your turn in the
barrel.

No more games.

Leave him alone.

Over against the bar. This way.

Hey, what?

You're still thinking of keeping the
money in that raincoat for yourself?

That's right.

Nobody's gonna stop me. Nobody.

It doesn't belong to you, Wes.

Yes, it does.

I earned it.

With 400 years of you people stepping on
the neck of the godnuts like me.

It's mine.

Oh, no.

No, no, don't you shuck what you're
doing off on the color of your skin.

matter of what's right and what's wrong.

What's the matter with you? You've been
there. You know where it's at.

Yeah, I've been there.

And yes, 400 years.

You're going to shame the memory of it
all by using it as an excuse to be a

thief. If you want to be a crook, be a
crook.

Don't blame it on anybody else.

Nicole Biddle.

After that, we got one other thing to
do.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

My office said something about an
illegal campaign contribution.

Now, what's this all about, George?

I take it, Senator, you are unaware of
the $100 ,000 that was solicited for Mr.

Powell?

Of course not.

A thing like that would ruin me.

Senator, I'm Lieutenant Biddle. Why
don't we all go in that office and

straighten this thing out, huh?

Well, I got a feeling Anderson and
Powell are going to be put away for a

time.

What about me?

Superintendent, is he going to lean
hard?

Hard enough to make you think twice
about leaving the scene of a crime with

evidence.

But not hard enough to make you bleed.

Want me to give you a lift home?

No, no, no, it's all right.

I think I'm going to hang around for a
while.

Let me get into a little politics.

Don't you think it's a good idea to pass
the bar and become a lawyer first?

Go and

be here tomorrow?

Yeah.

Until the election.