All language subtitles for Maverick - s01e13 - The Naked Gallows

You could yell, but it won't do you
no good, mister.

You're a long way from town.

[GROANS]

I wasn't planning to yell.

I just wanna ask a question.

What goes on?

Maybe you didn't listen too good, friend.

I said, those questions you're asking
could get me lynched.

Now...

...you've had a nice friendly warning.

Think it over...

...while you walk the four miles
back into town.

Hello. Glad to see you again.

This week, that other unpredictable
Maverick, my brother, Bart...

...gets involved in one of
the most intriguing mystery stories...

...ever to come out of the West.
It's called The Naked Gallows.

BRET: This is the town of Bent Spur,
a three-day ride south of the Black Hills.

And Brother Bart had just made
that three-day ride.

"Looks a bit seedy,” you might say...

...but nothing a bath, a razor
and a change of clothes won't cure.

Hmm. Now, how many
you figure you got there?

One hundred and forty-seven,
and they're all beaver.

Yeah.

You do buy beaver, Mr. Fall?

Oh, yes, buy almost anything...

...provided the price is right
and got value to begin with.

- Well, I'm open to any reasonable offer.
- Well...

- Afternoon, Alec.
ALEC: Sheriff.

You know, June is a great late date
for winter furs, mister.

I ain't trying to tell you about business,
but you'd have done better months back.

I know, but I got banged up in a rockslide
and it took me little while to get over it.

ALEC:
Hmm.

I'm Barney Fillmore.

Don't recall seeing you in Bent Spur.

My name's Bart Maverick, sheriff.
It's my first visit.

Trying to unload my catch...

...but Mr. Fall here
doesn't seem too eager to buy it.

Alec Fall wouldn't be eager to buy
a hot stove in a blizzard.

[LAUGHS]

That's a pretty sizable bunch of furs,
considering the winter you had.

Yeah.

- How many traps do you have out?
- Oh, 50, 60.

Well, I'll say this:
Alec will pay a fair price.

That's more than you can say
about most fur buyers north of here.

But then I guess
you heard of that before...

...seeing as how you come all the way
down here to cash in.

That's only part of the reason, sheriff.
Friend of mine lives in Bent Spur.

As I was heading south,
thought I'd look him up.

Well, that's fine.

- What's his name?
- Milo Ballard.

Heard he was doing right well
around Bent Spur.

Afraid you heard wrong, Mr. Maverick.

Milo didn't do so well here.

He was murdered...

...about 11 months ago.

I'm sorry to hear that, sheriff.

How'd it happen?

He was shot on his own doorstep...

...at night and in the back.

He wasn't even wearing a gun.

Well, it's a pleasure meeting you,
Mr. Maverick.

- Have a safe trip.
- Thank you, sheriff.

Any reason
why I shouldn't hear the rest?

Well, pretty sore point for the sheriff.

Town don't blame him,
but he can't keep from blaming himself.

- For what?
- A young rancher named Clete Overton...

...was supposed to hang
for killing Ballard.

Only somebody helped him
break out of jail the night before.

Nobody seen hide nor hair of him since.

Ever learn who helped him break out?

No. No. Uh...

Don't know what you and your partner
would consider a fair price.

I haven't got a partner.

You trapped 140 beaver all by yourself?

One hundred and forty-seven, Mr. Fall.

You wanna count them again?

No. I'm willing to pay $4 apiece
for the whole lot...

...in gold.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[RINGS BELL]

[LAUGHS]

- What do you want?
- Well, I want a room.

I was told this is the best hotel in town.

- It's the only hotel.
- That's what I meant.

[BART CHUCKLES]

That wasn't very nice of you,
sneaking up on me like that.

I guess you're right.
I beg your pardon.

Bart Maverick.

I don't have to scrub floors,
Mr. Maverick.

The man who does it is sick
and I'm just helping my father.

Oh, I see.

I'm Annie Haines.

My father owns this hotel.

Well, it's a pleasure to meet you,
Miss Haines.

What room do I get?

The first one on the left upstairs.

It's the nicest.

Well, I hope it has a big bathtub
and a lot of hot water.

Bathroom's at the end of the hall.
I'll heat the water for you myself.

BART:
Thank you.

I bet you lock a lot nicer without all that:

[LAUGHS]

Maybe you're right.
I've been wearing it so long I've forgotten.

Thanks.

JOSHUA:
Annie?

Who's that man, Annie?

Some stranger, Pa. He rented a room.

I saw how you looked at him.

Your eyes were the eyes of Jezebel
when she enticed the men of Jezreel.

How many times must I tell you to call me
when anybody wants a room?

How would I know where to find you?

[ANNIE GASPS]

You'll guard your tongue
unless you want another touch of the strap.

Now, where are you going?

He wants some hot water for a bath.

I'll attend to that.

You get back to your cleaning up in here.

Yes, Pa.

If a man, any man, comes around...

...you're just like your ma was.

You trying to make me believe
Ballard wasn't even wearing a gun...

...after Overton threatened to kill him?

BEN: Nobody knew then just what kind of
a back-shooting snake Overton was.

Little careless of the sheriff
letting Overton break jail.

Wouldn't do for Barney to hear you say
that, even if Milo was a friend of yours.

[LAUGHS]

VIRGINIA:
You boys look little thirsty.

Water's on the house.

Well, much obliged, Virginia.

I was beginning to think
I wore out my welcome.

Ha, ha, come on, Ben. It's your type of man
that keeps me in business.

- Mr. Maverick?
- Uh, no, thanks.

I've got so many vices,
I've decided to pass that one up.

Ha, ha, you must tell me
about them sometime.

I'm Virginia Cory. As a matter of fact,
I've been hoping to meet you.

Any friend of Milo Ballard's
would have to be a friend of mine.

We were partners here.

I didn't know that, Miss Cory.

As I was saying,
we should get better acquainted.

When you finish your game,
why don't you stop by my office?

If you won't take a drink,
I can offer you a cigar.

I'll take you up on that right now.

I was just gonna drop out, anyway.

[MEN LAUGHING]

Maverick?

Didn't expect to see you way out here.
How are you?

Mike Cardoza, you remember me.

That game up in Omaha
about three months ago.

Hardly forget a man
that took $300 off of me.

Afraid it's your mistake, Mr. Cardoza.

Three months ago,
I was trapping beaver in the Black Hills.

Your name's not Bart Maverick?

I expect you met my brother, Bret.

He spends a lot of time
between St. Louis and Omaha.

Your twin brother?

No, but there's a strong resemblance.

Well, pleasure to meet you,
Mr. Cardoza.

BARNEY:
Cardoza?

You, uh, make a mistake?

Well, the name was Bart Maverick.

At leastwise, I think it was.

VIRGINIA:
The best, Mr. Maverick: Prussian Cuba.

Milo loved a good cigar,
and like you, he didn't drink.

But you're his friend.
You probably knew that.

Well, some things you forget
if you notice them at all.

How long it had been
since you saw him?

A month or two
before he moved to Bent Spur.

Oh, then you lived in Wichita.

Oh, a year or so, on and off.

It's hard to believe he's dead.

Even harder to believe
he could have been so careless.

Careless?

Turning his back on the only man in town
who hated him, and not wearing a gun.

You make it sound like
you don't believe Clete Overton killed him.

Is that your opinion?

I haven't got an opinion.
I'm looking for one.

Well, I'll do anything that I can to help.

You see, I was in love with Milo Ballard,
Mr. Maverick.

The one thing in this world I want to see
is the person who killed him punished.

To be very honest with you...

...1 was never satisfied
they sentenced the right person.

Milo didn't have any family
as I remember.

That's right.

Who took over his partnership here?

That came to me, Mr. Maverick.

Milo wanted it that way.

[CHUCKLES]

Can't be easy for a woman
to run a place like this alone.

Well, it's no trouble
as long as I keep the whiskey cheap...

...and the games honest.

The men think of me as one of the boys.

If you're just one of the boys,
ll don't want to meet any girls.

[CHUCKLES]

I hunted for that compliment.
ll got it. Thank you.

Do drop in again, Mr. Maverick, if you're
going to be in town for any length of time.

Thank you.

Oh, perhaps there's one thing
ll should tell you.

You know, Milo had his reasons for saying
he came here from Wichita.

Truth is, he had never been there
in his life.

He came here from San Francisco
with me.

You never knew Milo Ballard.

What are you really after here,
Mr. Maverick?

Uh...

When I think of an answer to that one,
Virginia, I'll let you know.

MAN: You could yell, but it won't do you
no good, mister.

You're a long way from town.

BART:
ll wasn't planning to yell.

I just wanna ask a question.

What goes on?

The word's around you're locking for
the man who killed Milo Ballard.

Looks like he found me instead.

You're off your horse, friend.

I didn't shoot Ballard.

Clete Overton's the man you want.

You knock me on the head
and drag me out here to tell me that?

You come around asking questions,
maybe getting answers.

Some of them leading to me.

That scares me.

So I aim to discourage you, friend.

You're doing a pretty good job of that,
friend.

I want you out of town.
A way out and stay out.

You don't, you get a bullet...

...from a window, a dark alley...

...but you'll get it.

Can I ask why?

Sure. I'm glad to answer.

I'm the one that jerked Overton
out of jail.

Bent Spur's about forgot
Ballard's killing.

You go around stirring them up again...

...and they find out
I'm the one got Overton loose...

...1 could end up swinging from the gallows
they built for him.

I'm trying to find the man
that shot Ballard.

If you didn't do it,
you got nothing to fear from me.

You expect me to believe that?

Maybe you didn't listen too good, friend.

I said, those questions you're asking
could get me lynched.

Now...

...you've had a nice friendly warning.

Think it over...

...while you walk the four miles
back into town.

[GROANS]

ANNIE: Mr. Maverick, I'm so glad to see
you. When you didn't come back I...

- Your face, what happened?
- Not now, Annie.

Wait, Mr. Maverick.

Mr. Maverick, I'm Ruth Overton.

I'd like to talk to you...

...alone, if you don't mind.
It's quite important to both of us.

All right, if you don't mind
coming up to my room.

No. Thank you.

- Would you care to sit down?
- No, thank you.

I'll try not to keep you.

Is it true what I hear,
that you're a friend of Milo Ballard's...

...and you're trying to find out
who killed him?

They told me who killed him, Mrs. Overton.

They told you a lie.

Clete was at home in bed the whole time.

I swore to that at the trial,
but they wouldn't believe me.

- Why did you come to me about it?
- Why not?

I thought you want to find out
who killed him.

That's right.

All right, then. I'll tell you this.

It was somebody in Bent Spur
and I'm positive that they're still around.

A man like you might be able to find out
the truth, if you really wanted to.

If you do, Mr. Maverick,
I'd like to help you.

That's why I came here.

I can take all the help that's offered,
Mrs. Overton.

Do you know what happened?
I mean, the real story?

Just a side of it.

Didn't matter to Milo Ballard
that I was married...

...in love with my husband.

One day in town...

...he made a remark to me...

...deliberately loud enough
for Clete to hear it.

Wasn't the first time...

...but it was a first time
that Clete was there.

Clete told him that if he ever
spoke to me again that he'd kill him.

And lot of people heard him say it.

Guess that's just what Ballard wanted...

...because he told Clete never to come
into town again without his gun...

...that with or without it,
he'd shoot him on sight.

You don't have to tell me any more.
I can figure out the rest to myself.

No, I want to tell you everything,
every word of the truth.

I knew that Clete planned to go back
to town the next day with his gun...

...just like I knew that if he did
he wouldn't come home alive.

Guess he was the only one with courage
in the family...

...because he slept soundly all night...

...and I just watched him.
I never closed my eyes.

Because I was just so afraid that it was
the last night that we'd have together.

And that was the night that Mile Ballard
was killed, but not by my husband.

If it's any help, I believe you.

You are the first person who has.

Thank you.

I think you're right about the killer
still being in Bent Spur.

In fact, I'm sure of it.

I've already been told to stop asking
questions and move out of town.

Who told you that?

Oh, 2 man with a gun
and a careless boot.

He didn't give me his name, although
ll can think of a few that would fit.

May I ask you a question?

Of course.

Why is all this so important to you?

I hope I can answer your question
real soon, Mrs. Overton.

Is it just because
Milo Ballard was a friend of yours?

I never saw Milo Ballard in my life.

But... But everyone says--

ll intended they'd say it.

It's the only chance I'd have
to get some questions answered.

But why would you--?

That's as far as I can go right now,
I'm sorry.

Thank you, Mr. Maverick.
I won't bother you anymore.

[GROANS]

[GASPING]

You changed your shirt.

Then a clean gambling man
like you would.

What's the idea? What are you trying...?

That's smoke from the lantern
you were holding on me last night.

That was a little careless.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

Why, Brink? Why'd you kill him?

"Kill him"? Kill who?

There haven't been
that many murders in this town.

Ballard? Oh, you're wrong, friend.

Sure, I got Overton out of jail,
but he's the one who killed Ballard.

You didn't kill him,
why did you break Overton out?

I was paid to. I was paid plenty.

- Who paid you?
- Uh...

I'll make you a deal, friend.

I'd tell you who hired me...

...you don't let anyone else know.

Like I said,
ll don't want them stringing me up.

Maybe the one hired me
was the one who killed Ballard.

Maybe they hated seeing an innocent man
hanged so they paid me to get him out.

- Did you ever think of that?
- Yeah, I thought of it.

All right, Brink.

You got yourself a deal.

Who paid you?

His wife, Ruth Overton.

- I can check on that real quick.
- It wouldn't be smart of you not to.

- Can I ask you something?
- Yeah.

Anybody can ask me anything.

There's 200 men in this town,
they all own shirts.

How did you know that lantern smoke
would be on mine?

[CHUCKLES]

Don't lose any sleep over it.

When a man's dealing cards to me,
I watch his hands pretty close...

...the way I watched your hands
at the blackjack table.

Last night, those hands stood out
on that lantern...

...like shoes on a snake.

CLETE:
Looking for somebody, neighbor?

[LAUGHING]

You're back quick enough. Good news?

I'm afraid not, Clete.

Let's talk about it over some food.
I'm starved.

You should've let me know,
I would have put champagne on ice.

I figured Brink was telling me the truth,
all right.

But I checked with your wife, anyway.

She hired him.

Even if she didn't know you were innocent,
she couldn't just watch them hang you.

Hired him how?
Ruth didn't have that kind of money.

When I asked her,
she said she'd borrowed the money...

...on your holding.

You didn't tell her about me?

The way things turned out I couldn't,
even if you hadn't asked me not to.

All right, Bart.

You did what you could and I'm grateful.

I'm not aiming to hold you any longer.

- You're all through trying?
- You got a better idea?

Only chance I have was to
find out why Brink saved my neck.

You came up with the answer to that,
So, what's left to go on?

I'm not looking forward to running
the rest of my life, but I got no choice.

Whoever shot Ballard,
smart enough not to leave a trail.

- Found that out yourself.
- That's about all I found out.

Well, I hope I didn't miss anything.

Forget it.
I wasn't expecting any miracles, anyway.

Clete, 600 in gold
for those beaver pelts.

What about you?

I picked up a fair-sized stake at one of
a Virginia Cory's blackjack tables.

You mind stopping off at Bent Spur again
on your way out of here?

Whatever you say, Clete.

Let Ruth know I'm alive...

...and that she's to sell the spread
for whatever she can get.

And tell her to meet me in six weeks
at the Hudson Hotel in St. Louis.

BARNEY:
You'll never make it, Clete. Hold it.

Up with the hands.

I'm sorry, Clete.

I looked over my shoulder.
I'd swear I wasn't followed.

Forget it.

Barney could trail an Apache
through a dust storm.

Folks back home been wondering
what happened to you...

...seeing as how you left
without saying goodbye.

Now drop the belt.

Turn around, both of you.

[GRUNTS]

[GUN COCKS]

You better check your friend.

- You only creased him.
- Get him fixed up.

I can't get too sore at a man
who tries to help a friend.

You try it again, and you'll get shot.

Is that clear?

As a mountain lake, sheriff.

Am I next, sheriff?

After leading me straight to
an escape killer?

Why, I am downright grateful
to you, Maverick.

You really seem to be enjoying this.

You bet I'm enjoying it.

I don't like killers busting out of my jail.

You might say it sort of hurts my pride.

You're in here because
I got a little careless, Clete.

I see that you to get out again,
one way or another.

- Till then, I'll stay in town.
- That's a good idea.

When a man's kicking at the end of a rope,
he's entitled to have friends around.

It's a cinch Clete here
don't have many in Bent Spur.

RUTH:
Clete? Clete!

[WHIMPERS]

Clete!

[RUTH CRYING]

I figure you can be out of town
by tomorrow afternoon.

See that you are.

A minute ago,
you invited me to the hanging.

I just changed my mind.

You afraid I'll come up
with the right answer?

The jury will beat you to it.

They found Overton guilty
and he'll hang.

What makes you so cocksure
he's innocent?

I owe him a debt.

He asked me to pay it off by coming here
and trying to find out who kill Ballard.

Now, you think a guilty man
would want that?

You mind telling me
how this debt came about?

Six weeks ago, I was in the Black Hills
headed for Fort Benton.

Two prospectors held me up.

They took every cent I had
and put a bullet through my belly.

When Clete found me,
I was as good as dead.

It was a solid week
before the fever broke.

I don't think he got two hours sleep
the whole time.

Does that answer your question?

Might be a better answer than you think.

Might be.

Maverick?

By tomorrow afternoon.

Don't forget.

Thanks, Annie.

I didn't hear you knock.

I guess I forgot to.

You have real nice shoulders.

I use them to hold up my shirts.

[ANNIE GIGGLES]

I felt real bad when Pa said you left town.

I'm sure glad you come back.

Thanks, Annie.

Hardly any nice men
ever come to Bent Spur.

And even if they do, they don't stay long.

Town this size
must have a lot of young men.

A lot of good that does.
Pa has a fit if I even look at one.

Of course,
he can't watch me every minute.

I like a man that dresses up
once in a while and talks nice.

Knows how to treat a girl.

Like going for a buggy ride and things.

Sounds like a lot of fun, Annie.

Really, honest? Billy and me used to
ride out to the old Carter place.

Oh, you'd like it. Nobody lives there.

I'm pretty busy, Annie.
You better run along now.

Maybe we'll talk about it another time.

- I suppose you think I am not old enough--
JOSHUA: Are you up there, Annie?

Please don't say anything. Please.

Why? Nothing's wrong.
There's no reason to hide.

You don't know him. Please.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Is my daughter with you, sir?

Annie?
What would she be doing in here?

You are a man, tall
and well favored with an easy grace.

Such are the tools of Satan to entice
a wayward child into the path of sin.

The path of sin doesn't come through here.
Try next door.

I must make sure. Stand aside, sir.

I can't do it, Mr. Haines.

As long as I'm paying for this room,
nobody gets in without an invitation.

That includes you.

Come out of there, Annie.

You hear me?

Pardon me for saying so,
but I'm getting a little fed up.

If you'll excuse me...?

[DOOR CLOSES]

[ANNIE SOBBING]

He's your father, Annie.
Why you are so afraid of him?

Why did he do that?

Because I'm evil.

He told you that?

I am evil, just like my ma was.

She went away with a man
when I was just a little girl.

It's Ma's bad blood in me
that makes me evil.

You better go before he comes back.

You will take me for that ride?
Please, Bart?

Goodbye.

Need any help?

Well, won't you come in, Mr. Maverick?

Why, thank you, Virginia.

Thought I'd like another one of these
fine Cuban cigars.

- Help yourself.
- Well, your secret is safe with me, Virginia.

At least, that one is.

I'm beginning to see a new side of you.
I'm not quite sure whether I like it or not.

[CHUCKLES]

Don't tell me you've been drinking.

A man can get just as drunk on the truth
as he can on whiskey.

Now, maybe that's the answer.

I know the truth about
who killed Milo Ballard.

- Clete Overton finally admitted it?
- You know he didn't.

I know it?

Place I know in Kansas City
runs a big game about this time a year.

Trouble is no-limit poker
takes a good-sized stake.

[CHUCKLES]

Well, 5000 would be enough, Virginia.

You'd hardly miss that much.

I hate being wrong about people
and I was certainly wrong about you.

Now, you cheap tinhorn, get out of here.

[CHUCKLES]

Funny how you can go around asking
a lot of questions and get nowhere...

...then, bingo, when you least expect it
you hit the jackpot.

Although that's hardly a kind word
to call a lady.

Let's make sure that I understand this.

You found out
that I killed Milo Ballard, right?

You're willing to keep quiet about it...

...for $5000?

- That's about the size of it.
- Hmm.

Well, this proof you've got,
do I get to know anything about it?

Why not?

I get the money, you get the proof.

[LAUGHING]

I apologize, Mr. Maverick.

You're not a cheap tinhorn after all.

You're a good poker player
pulling a bigtime bluff.

Now, if I had killed him,
it might have worked, but...

Well, you did it that well.

Since I didn't kill Milo, uh...

...you don't get the $5000.

You play a pretty good brand of poker
yourself, Virginia.

You called my bluff
and I still haven't seen your hand.

That's never happened to me before.

I'll try not to let it happen again.

[DOOR CLOSES]

ANNIE:
Mr. Maverick.

Oh, good night, Annie.

Don't go.

Sit out here with me for a while.

Pa went to a revival meeting.

He won't be back for hours.

Annie, I'm too old for you.

I've been too old since I was 13.

Now you leave me alone, you hear?

I know why you're mad.

It's because they're gonna
hang your friend.

When your father wears out that strap,
you tell him I'll buy him a new one.

I bet you I know something
you'd like to know.

It's about your friend.

What about him?

- I'll ask you again, what about him?
- I won't tell you.

You're not nice to me.

All right, Annie. You win.

I'll be nice.

And we'll go for that ride
out in the country? You promise?

I can't promise, Annie.
You haven't told me anything.

She was there. I saw her.

Who was where?

Mrs. Overton.
She was at Mr. Ballard's that night.

Billy saw her too.

We were looking by Mr. Ballard's fence
when she rode up to the house.

What time was it?

Well, it was real late because
Billy didn't show up till after 12 and--

Why don't you tell the sheriff about this?

And let my Pa find out that I wasn't
in my room, that I sneaked out?

Besides, it wouldn't have
made any difference.

I didn't see her shoot him.

Maybe Mr. Overton did do it.

Who's this Billy you were with?
How can I find him?

Billy Marco.
He rode for a ranch west of town.

Only he quit right afterward
and went away.

Are you sure this was Ruth Overton?

I saw her as plain as day.
She had on a riding skirt and a man's hat.

And her horse had a blaze
under one eye.

- Annie, if you're lying to me, I'm gonna--
- I wouldn't tell you a lie.

I like you.

I like you a lot.

All right, Annie, you did just fine.

You better get to bed
before your father shows up.

He won't be back for hours yet.

We could go for that ride now.

Not now, Annie.

Good night.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Oh, Mr. Maverick. Come in.

[RUTH CLEARS THROAT]

Is anything wrong?

- What's the matter?
- That mare out in the corral.

The one with the blaze under its eye.

Do you ride it?

Yes, she's mine.

Did you kill Milo Ballard?

Why would you ask me
something like that?

Because someone told me
you were there...

...wearing a riding skirt, a man's hat,
and riding that horse.

Who saw me?

You're something new to me,
Mrs. Overton...

...a woman who can kill a man
and let her husband pay the bill.

It's an experience I wish I missed.

I went there...

...but I didn't kill him.

I intended to.

It was either kill him
or let him kill Clete.

And I just couldn't let that happen.

But when I got there,
he was already dead.

He was lying beside the barn the same way
they found him the next morning.

I'm not the law,
but I got to know the truth.

Did you kill him?

No, I didn't.
He was dead when I got there.

Why didn't you tell them at the trial?

I didn't dare.
Just say I was trying to protect Clete.

They could have said that he rode through
the fields and got there ahead of me.

You sure he didn't?

No, I'm not sure.

I believe in my husband.

I don't have any proof...

...just faith.

Faith that Clete would never lie to me.

Looks like I'll have to take your word
the same way, on faith.

Thank you.

Would you like some coffee,
Mr. Maverick?

No.

No, thanks. I've got to get back.

Oh, uh, how long
have you known the sheriff?

Well, about six years...

...ever since I came to Bent Spur.

Um...

Heh, how well do you know him?

Not well at all, really.

We used to go to dances together.

Then Clete came along
and we fell in love.

What's Barney got to do with this?

Oh, just a thought.

Well, I'm sorry I broke into your sleep.

I wasn't really sleeping, Mr. Maverick.

Come to say goodbye, Maverick?

Not just yet, sheriff.

- I thought I'd ask you--
- Sorry.

You can't see him.

[CHUCKLES]

I thought I'd ask you a question.

What do you know about a cowhand
named Billy Marco?

Never heard of him.

He worked on one of the ranches
near here...

...and he left the day
after Ballard was killed.

If any cowhand had left here on that day,
I'd know about it.

- Where did you hear the name?
- Around.

Well, you tell him he's off his feed.

There's never have been any cowhand
around here named Billy Marco.

- Thanks, sheriff.
- Say goodbye, Maverick.

I won't be seeing you again.

Bye, sheriff.

I've been looking everywhere for you.

Old Mr. Ramsey's having
another one of his spells.

Pa went to drive out
the spirit of the devil.

- Did he?
- He won't be back for hours.

We could take that ride you promised.

Sure, Annie.
But first I want you to tell me something.

- Why did you lie to me about Billy Marco?
- I didn't lie about him.

Sit down a minute, Annie.

There never was a Billy Marco.

Well, I, uh, just changed his name a little.

From Milo Ballard.

You were with Ballard that night.

- Who killed him, Annie? Did you?
- No, I didn't.

- You're a bad liar.
- I'm not lying, not now.

I was with Mr. Ballard.
He asked me to come there.

He said he had a present for me.
He was waiting out behind his house.

He said nice things to me...

...how pretty I was.

He said I was real grown-up.

And he kissed me.

You take his gun?
Is that why he wasn't armed?

He didn't have a gun.
He was talking to me...

...and then all of a sudden
there was a shot.

I ran into the barn and hid.

- For how long?
- I don't know how long.

I hid in one of the stalls.

When I saw Mrs. Overton ride up
then go away, I ran home.

You do believe me.

Yeah, sure, Annie.

And you won't say anything
about me being with him?

No. No, I won't say anything.

Then we can take the ride?

You did promise.

Sure, Annie. We'll make it a picnic.

- Can you fix something?
- I'll be ready in 10 minutes.

I'll get the buggy.

It's nice here, isn't it?

So quiet.

Makes it feel like...

Like there's nobody else
in the world but us.

I don't feel lonesome like I usually do.

You like me, don't you?

- Don't you?
- Oh, yes, Annie.

I don't think you've heard anything I've said
for the past 10 minutes.

- Sure I did, but you see I--
- What's the matter...

[GUNSHOT]

BART:
Hold it.

Come on down and join us, Mr. Haines.

No need to be frightened, Annie.

There will be no beating this time.

Did you beat her the night
you killed Ballard, Mr. Haines?

See, I was waiting for you.

I paid the boy a silver dollar
to tell you just where we were.

And my vengeance
shall be the vengeance of the righteous.

[ANNIE CRYING]

BRET:
Three days later, the town of Bent Spur...

...finally wrote an end to the story
of Milo Ballard's murder.

This time, an ending
they didn't have to be ashamed of.

BARNEY:
Maverick.

Long as you're heading south,
figure you might like some company.

That is if you don't mind
associating with an ex-sheriff.

An ex-sheriff?

When a town does something
it's ashamed of...

...it usually ends up
blaming the authorities.

I figured I'd leave before
that had happened.

That's not the only reason,
is it, Fillmore?

I saw the way you looked at Clete
when Ruth ran into his arms.

Any chance you had with her ended
when Haines confessed.

I gave you a reason, Maverick.

It's the only reason you'll get.

Fair enough, sheriff.

Let's ride.

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