All language subtitles for Barnaby Jones s07e18 The Protectors

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

starring Lee Merriweather, Mark Schera.

With guest stars Marshall Colt, Jeannie
Fitzsimmons,

James Houghton, Peter McClain,

Beeson Carroll,

Barry Jenner.

Tonight's episode, The Protectors.

Would you believe it? We're the last
ones here. It goes with the territory,

Frank. Well, I'm going to call it a
night.

Why don't you join me for a drink?

Never on Thursdays. It's my one night to
catch up.

Besides, our bid on this government
contract is due tomorrow.

That's what I wanted to talk to you
about.

Over a martini.

Charlie, don't you think we're going in
way too low? You look after the

engineering. I'll worry about the
bidding.

Okay.

You're calling the shots.

Frank.

On your way out, turn on the alarm, will
you?

Hey, listen, take it easy.

The safe's open. There's some money in
it. Two thousand. Go ahead, take it.

No. You are coming with us.

Quietly. Or you die on the spot.

Let's go.

No, no, no. Listen, if this is a
kidnapping, I am insured. But my company

pay a dime unless I'm alive.

If you want to stay there, Wayne, move.

Now listen, two men are just trying to
kidnap me.

I don't know, a windbreaker, leather
jacket, a couple of see -through masks.

Yes, pistols.

Hold it right there, mister.

All right, you heard him.

Come on, hop against the wall.

Spread those blades. Let's go.

There's some ID in my coat pocket.

All right.

Inside. Come on, let's go.

from the California Meridian Insurance
said you were out here working for

Abbott.

This wouldn't be your fine, upstanding
son, Steve McShane, would it? It would.

Steve, this is Barnaby Jones.

Pleased to meet you, sir.

I'm sorry if we were a little rough out
front.

It's all right.

The last I heard of you, you were
carrying on your father's career in the

department. That's right.

Yeah, I had to ask him to resign. I
needed him in the organization.

What's your specialty, son, besides
collecting guns?

I'm a driver, sir.

The best. You should have been born with
wheels instead of feet.

Sorry about that.

I'll get back out front.

We're installing some electronic
surveillance equipment out front. It's

operational yet.

You know, there are a lot of
millionaires around.

Why do you suppose they picked Abbott?

Oh, hard to say.

Could be they know about the millions in
kidnap insurance the company has on

him. Makes for a quick payoff.

Well, now there's guards up.

Wouldn't you think that they would drop
him and pick a new victim?

Well, they spent a lot of time planning
this, Mr. Jones. In our experience, guys

that go that far don't give up easily.

I'd better get back on the job. Will you
excuse me?

How is Abbott standing up under the
pressure?

What pressure?

He's Mr.

Casual. I'm getting a migraine trying to
map out changes in his basic life

pattern that he'll go along with.

Mr. Abbott, this is Barnaby Jones.

California Meridian sent him over. Now,
they said they would keep this under

wraps if I hired a security firm.

Now they're bringing more people into
it. My company is going to sustain a

serious loss if one word of this gets
out.

Mr. Abbott, you can rely on my using the
utmost discretion.

So if I get in your way, just holler.
Well, that's just what I'm talking

Barnaby. I mean, well, this is our kind
of ballgame. Aren't you kind of out of

your league?

Maybe you're right, John. Maybe I have
fallen behind at times, but maybe I can

learn something from your people.

New angles, if you don't mind.

Yes, I guess you can.

Fine place you have here, Mr. Abbott.

Well, I suppose I should show you
around.

It's driving me crazy. I think I'll go
into town if someone take a look at it.

I'll go with you.

Mr. Jones, this is my daughter, Kathy.

How do you do?

And her husband, Alan Rogers.

How do you do?

Would you like a drink?

Well, yes, thank you. You don't happen
to have any lemonade, do you?

Just so happens we do.

Hi, I'm Lauren Abbott.

How do you do?

My wife.

Mr. Jones is with the insurance company.

They're determined to protect me.

Or rather, their money.

I still think you'd be safer fishing for
marlin in Hawaii till this thing blows

over. Charlie, maybe Alan's right.

Besides, this town's dead right now.

Hawaii sounds delicious.

I recommend that you sit tight.

McShane's outfit can put a screen around
you here, but if you go somewhere else,

you're an open target. You're all
missing the point.

Teletext Electronics is in line for a
couple of fat contracts.

People don't buy a company, they buy me.

When I'm out of town, Teletext is out of
business.

Excuse me, I'm sorry.

Are you Barnaby Jones?

Yes, I am. I'm Kim Stratton. Mr. McShane
said you were coming by.

I hope you don't mind.

I haven't noticed you got a plus
magnetic reading.

Right, the intruders opened this door
and one other with an electromagnetic

pick. It's an exotic piece of hardware.

They penetrated two doors?

Right, they entered here and they got
into Abbott's suite through an inner

They must have known that this room was
unoccupied, which means that they could

get in before the alarm was set and wait
for Abbott who was alone next door.

That's very clever.

Yeah, I see what you mean.

Boy, they had this place cased.

Or they had inside information.

Why do you say that?

No reason, except I don't like to
overlook any possibilities.

Well, it's possible, I guess, but
McShane is only interested in hard

This office is my last hope. Abbott's
suite is squeaky clean.

Mr. Jones, Mr.

Abbott's partner, Frank Bishop.

Mr. Bishop. Mr. Jones.

I understand it was you who personally
arranged the policies for Mr. Abbott.

That's correct.

Charlie's a perfect target for the kind
of executive kidnapping that makes

headlines every day.

I'm not going to sit here and see this
company go into hock for millions in

ransom. And it also must be nice to know
that the insurance company had plenty

of money on hand to arrange your
partner's quick release.

Yes, of course.

There's that, too.

Nice touch.

Thanks. But no print.

Mr. Abbott said that they were wearing
gloves.

I understand you spent two years in the
police forensic lab.

Must have given the boys a May 1
competition.

Well, the lab's always been an all -male
stronghold, and they never let me

forget it.

So when Mr. McShane offered me my own
lab, I didn't have to take a vote on it.

Has there been anyone in this room since
the attempt on Mr. Abbott?

No, Mr. McShane told me to lock it.

Cigarette filter?

Yes, and tobacco, too.

Smells Turkish.

Probably a European cigarette.

I'm sure a lot of people that work here
smoke.

Yes, I'm certain of that, but they also
probably use the ashtrays that are

provided for that purpose. Somebody
tried to scatter this one out the

You are pretty sharp, Mr. Jones.

Maybe you'd like to go rabbit sweet
yourself.

No, I've been watching you work, and I'm
sure it would be a waste of time. But I

would like to be around when you examine
the things we found.

The date?

Your lab or mine?

This microscope really details the shoe
scrapings you took from that door.

I'll send our chemical analysis over to
one of my ex -chums at the PD lab.

Now, he'll be able to trace the
commercial source of the polish and

Oh, that's the bell on the drawing
chamber. Your test materials are ready.

You need coloration.

This saliva test indicates that whoever
smoked that cigarette had Thai baby

blood. Hey, that'll help narrow the
field if we can find a suspect.

Well, folks, how we doing?

Any luck?

A little.

I'll have a report on your desk in half
an hour. You said KC was going to

convert Abbott's sedan into an armored
car.

I'd sure like to see how it's done.

Well, let's go.

The army car shop's right out back.

Special tires?

Yeah, puncture -proof.

KC calls them run flats because they're
filled with foam.

Where'd you find KC?

Oh, stunt driving for one of the
studios.

Before that, he won a pile of gold
medals on off -road racing. Until he had

too many crack -ups.

His left leg's full of pins and plates.

What you working on?

You got me.

What are you working on, Casey?

I'm working up these high -intensity
lamps.

Seen them blind in revenue or in broad
daylight.

It's armored?

No, sir.

It's a solid plate with fiberglass
webbing.

We even got the bullet -resistant glass.

That stop direct gunfire?

Everything except bazookas and rocket
launchers.

Of course, I don't encourage testing it,
so I lay in a special power plant.

What's the horsepower?

425.

Superpowered.

You saying? Dad, Mr. Abbott insists on
keeping his golf date tomorrow.

No, the pattern's too regular. They
could hit him on the road or on the

Can't you talk him out of it?

Not a chance.

All right, hold on.

We need Abbott's car for tomorrow
morning. Can do.

Yeah, well, I'll need a big roll of
green. I mean, I got to hire more crew,

best. Whatever it takes.

All right, I'm coming over, Steve. Now
tell Abbott I want to talk to him.

All right.

I'm sorry to give you a hard time,
Steve, but I do more work on the golf

than I do in the office.

Look, one of the men I'm teeing off with
tomorrow is the chairman of the Wallace

Aircraft. There's a big contract on the
line.

Could you at least change the time? You
don't play every week, but when you do,

it's always 7 a .m. I play early so I
won't blow a whole work day.

Besides, if I ask those other guys to
switch, they may cancel out, and that's

risk I can't afford to take.

Kathy is going to drive me into town to
have someone look at my cast.

Is there anything you want me to do in
the office?

No, but we should have another talk
soon.

Yeah, whenever you think.

Have a desired security team called
Counterforce.

The house is like a fortress.

Use the alternate plan.

Good.

I told you, the alternate is a better
plan anyway.

I'm sorry to have kept you two after
office hours, but I just can't seem to

shake the notion that there's some kind
of an inside connection here.

Well, how about if I check out everyone
close to Abbott?

That's a good idea.

Why don't you start with Mrs. Abbott?

She's no much older than his daughter.

Why don't I work on Abbott's business
partner, Frank Baker?

Barnaby Jones, investigations may help
you.

Yes, could you hold on, please?

Steve McShane.

Hello, Steve.

Dad couldn't change Abbott's mind. The
golf game's definitely on. We have a

plan, but we'd like your help.

Tell your father thanks. It's nice to be
needed.

Sure thing. Could you be out here before
daybreak?

I'll be there.

Thanks.

The counterforce folks need me out at
the Abbott place before sunrise.

I guess I better get home and try to get
some sleep.

Oh, that's a shame, Barnaby. I was kind
of hoping we could all go out to dinner

together. Well, you two go. I'll have to
take a rain check.

Oh, too bad, Barnaby. You're going to
miss a royal spread, you know. A couple

dancing girls, a lot of laughs, a glass
of the grape. My treat.

Jedediah, did you come into a recent
financial windfall?

No, actually, I was planning on tapping
the petty cash drawer, but Betty tells

me it's empty, so I was wondering, could
you loan me 20 bucks?

That kitchen is like a restaurant.

The cook asked me my favorite food.

I said prime rib.

Are you ready for this?

Starving? Medium rare.

I saw you checking the monitor.

I just saw Casey come in with Abbott's
car.

I don't believe what he can do.

Hey, y 'all.

Dog, looky here.

Well, he burned rubber right through
dinner time.

And I am real peckish.

Peckish doesn't seem to quite get it.
Dog hungry is more like it.

What, you mean the same for me?

Well, I was thinking of breaking my
diet, you know, just for tonight.

I can't let you do that, kiddo. I got
more curves than the Monaco Grand Prix.

I see you changed that, right, Steve?

Couldn't have said it better myself, Hot
Wheel.

Guys are all hard.

Wine, anyone?

I'm afraid we're going to have to pass,
Mrs. Abbott. Some of this machinery gets

a little psychedelic if you mix it with
alcohol.

Don't despair, Lauren. I'll join you.

Too good to wait.

And so are you.

Oh, I... must have wheeled and got you
off balance here, buddy.

Why don't you try this chair for a size,
huh?

I can't take the drop on duty, but I
sure can propose a toast.

The Confederate States and all ladies
north and south.

Why not?

You know, I'd say that counterforce has
this place well covered.

How does that alarm system work?

It works on body heat.

People only. Animals have different
temperatures.

My wife said that in the event of an
alarm, we're all supposed to come

into here.

It's the command post.

It's easier to protect you if you're all
together.

I'll tell you what.

Why don't you just concentrate on my
father -in -law?

The rest of us?

I could take care of myself.

I don't know what's the matter with Alan
tonight.

The rest of us are grateful for what
you're doing.

Well, maybe you could talk to him,
explain to him that it's our job to see

none of you gets taken hostage and used
against your husband.

He's so young. How can you know so much
about protecting people?

Well, I spent a year training with anti
-terrorist experts overseas.

Teams like the GST -9 in West Germany,
the Siret in Israel. Sounds frightening.

I'd like to hear all about it.

But Charlie's probably wondering what's
keeping me.

Could we talk more tomorrow?

Anytime.

Don't you think Steve's a little young
for that rich married lady?

Well, his body may be 26, but his soul's
over 100.

That's any of them girls in that
single's apartment he lives in.

Hey, now, look, if somebody wants to
talk...

We're supposed to listen, right?

Can I help it if it's painless?

Thank you, little Kathy.

I understand that your partner, Frank
Bishop, is an electronics genius.

That's right, but he can't sell a glass
of water in the Sahara Desert.

But lately, he's been sticking his oar
into the business end.

Well, maybe I could have a chat with him
on a family level. Get him off your

back. I think Alan could be a real help
to you, Daddy, if you'd only give him

the chance.

I know.

Alan and I are going to have another
talk later.

Oh, it's about that time now.

Mr. Abbott, I'd like to have a word with
you. I hope you're not going to try to

convince me not to go.

That subject's been exhausted.

Well, in that case, I'll just see you
safely on your way.

wouldn't humiliate me by interfering.

I was only trying to help. I don't need
help.

My parents didn't have dime one.

I got out of that neighborhood and threw
an Ivy League college on my own hook.

I already talked to him yesterday.

He said he'd go easier on you, and I...
That doesn't work.

You've done that a dozen times.

Look, I'm an idea man, and he's frozen
in his ways. He just wants me out of the

picture.

Alan, he likes to blow off steam, that's
all.

You're my husband. He wouldn't fire you.

Oh, yeah?

Why do you suppose I split to go skiing
on my own?

I had to get my head straight because he
laid it out for me. Either I punch a

clock like the rest of the jerks and do
things his way, or I'm through.

Look, I'm sorry.

It must be this cast.

I'll tell you what.

I'll get cleaned up and we'll go
somewhere for a while, okay?

Just the two of us.

I'd love that.

How about a picnic at the beach?

Am I kidding?

I'm not up to going anywhere today.

You comfortable back there, sir?

Not bad, considering I had to rise and
shine at four this morning.

You better tighten your seatbelt,
because things could get rough.

coming now looks like a driver and one

passenger all right now now i'm gonna
slow down now we can get a look at their

faces huh

Oh, we got trouble now.

This machine's hauling an extra ton of
armor and that fastback's cooking on a

custom engine.

Maybe we better stop running and start
fighting.

Mr. Jones, you talk like Robert E. Lee
now.

I can't see!

Hit the brakes!

I can't follow him through there.

Don't take it so hard, Casey. You saved
our bacon.

But I think we're all wrong about one
thing.

They're not trying to kidnap Abbott.

They're trying to kill him.

As soon as I got your radio call, I
pulled Abbott off the course. You both

right?

Be a lot better if we nail them just
didn't have enough car owners You give

an even chance and I'll catch anything
on the ground that don't bite

Did

you explain to mr.

Abbott the assassination aspect he did
and I owe you and Casey an apology mr.

Jones I may be a fool at times, but I
don't equate a game of golf with human

lives. Did you get a good look at them?

Yes, but they were wearing masks.

Same kind you said they were wearing in
your office.

How about the car's license number?

There was something smeared all over the
license plate.

In other words, you came up empty.

Not exactly.

We got photographs front, rear, and
side.

Including infrared.

You ought to be able to identify that
car.

When you finish the car, Casey, relieve
Kim at the command post. I want her to

get this film in the darkroom right
away.

Look at this.

The infrared pulled out the license
number. While it was still in the soup,

ran it through the PD.

Ten to one, it's a stolen plate. What
else?

Where was it stolen?

Why? Well, sometimes criminals have a
habit of stealing license plates in

own part of town. This comes from a
vehicle in the Belmont District.

Barnaby, Betty and I were really worried
when Mr. McShane called. Why didn't you

tell us you were going to sit in for
Abbott? I didn't know it myself until I

there and Steve asked me to. Then he
wouldn't let us tell anyone, not even

Abbott's family. Just a precaution,
Jedediah, Kim, Steve, this is my cousin

Jedediah Romano -Jones. Hi, J .R.

Hi.

You know, Barnaby, I think I ought to
devote a little more time to this case.

Uh, later, Jedediah.

What do you got on Lauren Abbott? She's
wife number two. They were married last

summer, about three years after his
first wife passed away. Anything on the

inheritance angle?

Well, I had to call in a few favors, but
I did find out that if anything happens

to Abbott, or if the marriage is
dissolved, Mrs. Abbott stands to get a

million, that's all.

The bulk of the estate will go to his
daughter.

You know, I think I'm moving the wrong
social circle.

Well, the point is that Mrs.

Abbott stands to gain very little from
her husband's death.

I figured she'd be in the clear when I
saw her expression when Mr.

Abbott returned safely this morning.

Kim, doesn't this green aura in the
infrared picture suggest that the car

once painted a metallic green?

Well, I see you're into photography,
Barnaby. You kidding? You could write a

book. There's something else I found in
this shot.

You can barely make out the number six
on the door.

Well, you know, that looks like a...

A racing number of some kind. That's a
high -performance racing tire there.

Hey, you're right, JR. Look, there are
roll bars inside the car.

Well, KC said that the driver was an
expert.

He was wearing driving gloves with the
knuckles cut out, which is a fad among

West German race drivers.

These could be international terrorists.

Sure, it all adds up.

Look, that stain from the shoe scraping
we had analyzed comes from West Germany.

And that cigarette tobacco you found is
Turkish, all right, from a popular

European brand.

With all these pieces, you can't write
it off as coincidence.

Kim, let's go after the racing angle.
Why don't you jump into some cutoffs and

have Casey give you a little tour around
the local stock car racing tracks?

Well, would you like to come along?

Uh, no thanks.

Jedediah and I have got to run down some
other leads.

Yeah, but if you're developing film next
time, call me. I'd like to look at your

darkroom picnic.

Later, Jedediah.

Hey, Casey.

What's a good word, man?

Well, every day's a holiday. Every
meal's a banquet. Good, buddy. How you

Okay. Where you been, Casey?

Oh, he's been pushing choppers and dune
buggies all over that desert until I

swear I'm in hand right up to my... Easy
on you.

Harvey, I, uh, need some information.
I've been checking on the other tracks,

but so far as if. Well, I owe you.
Shoot.

Well, I was street dragging this cracker
driving a metallic green fastback with

a number six on the side. Yeah.

And I had him clean, but then he threw a
wheel into me and I...

Spun into a pole, and now that boy's
going to pick up the tab.

Hey, man, there's a lot of number sixes
around.

Yeah, but this guy wears those knuckle
-like gloves, you know? Yeah. With, you

know, accent, like German or something.

Yeah. Well, wait a minute. I think I
might know one guy. His name is Hans

Mueller. What else do you know about
him?

Well, not a lot.

Showed up out of nowhere a few months
back.

Won a couple of swift races and then
stopped coming out.

Like you.

Can you help me find him?

Well, I can make a couple of phone
calls. There's some cats that worked on

car, might have his address.

How about right now?

Where'd you say you were in sand up to?

Right up to my... Yeah, her knees.

Start dialing, good buddy.

Take it easy, William.

Okay.

Your secretary said you were only
interested in employees who had left the

in the last year and might bear a
grudge, and who lived in the Belmont

That is correct, Mr. Bishop. Well,
according to our personnel files, these

the only two.

Claire Andrews, secretary.

She works at a local bank now. She was a
little bitter when she left, but we

gave her a good recommendation.

What about this Tag Hooper?

He was in customer relations.

We let him go about three months ago.

For what reason?

He had a prison record.

Well, that in itself didn't cost him his
job.

It's the fact he lied about it on his
application.

I think I'll go see if Mr. Hooper still
resides at the same address.

Thanks for your help.

You're quite welcome.

All right, I'll take him.

We'll take him.

A part of the head of a female Yankee.

Well, I knew we were going to see each
other again, but this is ridiculous.

We haven't been here five minutes.

Well, at least we're all on the same
wavelength.

How'd you get a line on Hooper?

Who's Hooper? We've been tracking a good
old German boy named Mueller, the guy

that owns a fastback.

Well, looks like we're all on the right
track. Trouble is, we're late.

They've cleared out lock, stock, and
barrel.

We've talked it over, and we're cutting
out. Yeah.

We did not agree to take on an expert
security force. We wouldn't have to if

hadn't blown your chance at Abbott's
office.

That's easy for you to say. We get
caught and I'm looking at a return trip

the joint. Hans could be shipped back to
West Germany to face a half a dozen

murder charges.

I'd never make it to court.

My old comrades would kill me. Because
you know too much?

Nein.

Because I kept a half a million dollars
ransom from a kidnapping in Austria.

Should have lasted me a lifetime.

I lost it in two weeks at the tables in
Monte Carlo.

Then my old friends found me and I ran.

Listen.

I want to help.

Like I told Tag when I phoned to warn
you guys, Counterforce has photographs

your car that'll lead right to you.

You gotta get out of the state.

And that takes money.

You will give it to us.

We earned it.

Now listen, I don't have any money to
give you, even if I wanted to.

But I'll be rolling in it if you guys
waste at it.

My wife's his sole heir.

He's telling it like it is, Hans. I've
known him since college.

You never had to die.

Even if we were stupid enough to try
again, where would we do it?

The house.

You're out of your tree. You told us the
house was like a fortress.

It is.

And that can work for us.

Kim lifted some clean prints from the
apartment. We sent them and everything

else we have on Miller by courier to
GST9 in Berlin.

Well, if he's wanted in Germany for
terrorist activities, the chances are he

entered this country illegally.

If we can document that, we can bring
federal agents into the case. It takes

much time, Steve.

With these people loose, I'm concerned
about here and now.

Abbott residence?

Oh, hi, Betty. It's Steve. Hold on.

I'm going to go touch base with Kim at
the command post.

Yeah, Betty. What is it?

Well, Barnaby, you can scratch Frank
Bishop as a suspect.

His stock in the company is minimal.
Also, he has no employment contract.

If Abbott's heirs decide to sell, he
could lose his job.

You know, Barbie, if there is an inside
link, we're down to Abbott's daughter

and or her husband.

Eddie, there's something been bothering
me about Alan Rogers. I think I just

found out what it is. A cast of his.

What do you mean? Well, he either has
the world's highest pain threshold or...

No pain.

You think he may be hurt less than
advertised?

I'm not sure.

I want you to make some calls to Vail,
Colorado.

See if you can locate the doctor that
treated him up there and find out the

exact nature of his injury.

Can do.

Bye -bye.

Listen, how long am I going to be cooped
up here?

Until Mueller and Hooper make their next
move, before we catch up with them.

Look, I know all the trouble I caused at
the golf match, but I still have a

business to run here.

I can't keep postponing meetings.

And I can't hold the meetings here with
all your people crawling around the

place. Well, I wish I had an answer for
you, but all I can say now is your

safety comes first.

Thank you. My pleasure, ma 'am.

Southern chivalry is getting a little
thick around here.

Look, fella, I didn't mean to cut in. I
just thought it might be difficult for

you to get them being all stove up and
all, you know?

Yeah.

I think I'll go for a walk out back.

Gain a little privacy for a change.

Will you excuse me a moment?

Hey, relax.

He's out of line.

Look, I'm going to go tell Kim he's
headed for the woods. Otherwise, she'll

think the system's been penetrated.

All right? All right.

How

long

has your son -in -law been working for
you?

Alan?

Well, ever since he married Kathy.

I don't imagine he can do much work with
that cast on his leg.

With or without a cast, he's been a
major disappointment to me.

Not having a son, I always presumed
whoever Kathy married would someday head

Teletext Electronics.

Does Roger know you feel that way?

Yes, I had to step on him pretty hard
recently.

I told him if he was going to stay with
the company, he'd have to straighten up

his act.

Did anything in particular prompt this
conversation?

He misused his corporate credit cards.

I had to take them away from him.

Even used one to pay for a girl up in
San Francisco.

I'm still worried Kathy might find out
about it.

Excuse me.

Betty just phoned. She said she talked
to the doctor who took care of Rogers at

Vail. Guess what?

Abbott's son -in -law did not have a
broken leg.

Just sprained his ankle, but he insisted
on a cast. Now, there's something else.

Betty got a call from Frank Bishop.

He checked further into personnel and
thought you might be interested to know

that Tag Hooper was recommended by
Rogers.

Come on.

Come on, end of the study. Come on.

I think I better wait out here, Barnaby.

Yeah.

What are you picking up?

Rodgers. He's in the woods.

Anybody with him?

No.

That's what I figured.

I have a hunch we're supposed to be.

They went for it.

Let's roll.

Let's go, Rogers.

Where's the counterforce?

They're supposed to be protecting all of
us. Hey, you know, there's a guy

shooting at me. You better get down
right now. He's probably watching us

this second.

Come off it, Rogers. Where's the gun?

Gun? Me?

What are you talking about? You think I
have a gun?

All right, we can find it later. Let's
go. You better back off, pal, because

not going anywhere with you.

Hold it.

I think you better go with him, Rogers.

Your two friends are waiting for you
back at the house.

Can you beat that? I logged three hard
months with GST9 in West Germany, but I

have to come all the way back home to
capture a member of the Bader -Meinhof

gang. Hey, you know, but what's unreal
to me is how Rogers could flip out so

far, especially with a wife like Kathy.

But then I never could understand you
college folks, not even you two rascals.

Barnaby, I've been thinking.

Why don't you bring your office into
counterforce?

You handle the investigations, and we'll
take care of the security.

That's fine, thank you.

It's very flattering, John.

You have a great bunch of people here,
and I've never seen a better technical

setup.

I've learned some things the last few
days.

So have we.

With all this hardware, we've been
overlooking a basic element.

The gut instinct and know -how that
comes from experience.

With you on the team, we'd have it. It's
tempting.

You've heard the expression, you can't
teach an old dog new tricks.

I've always liked to run my own shop.

But maybe we can work together on
something else sometime.

I have a feeling that one of the Joneses
may be spending a lot of time studying

counterforce's new methods.

Close, but not quite yet. You see, I
think the real reason is that I'm going

need protection.

From a beautiful blonde lady in my
favorite Italian restaurant.

You're on, J .R. We have to start by
changing your life patterns.

I am dying for a prime rib.

And I know a place that has the biggest
cut in town.

Very expensive.