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Mr. Sutton, you've been a railroad titan for many years.

Surely there must be something that you have that you can raise operating money

on.

Bonds, real estate, perhaps your wife's jewelry.

No, everything's mortgaged to the hilt.

As a man of your wealth, there must be something.

Yes, there is something.

Something more valuable than anything else on earth.

But you know, Maverick, I can't even raise a dime on it.

What are you talking about?

Maverick.

Starring Jack Kelly and James Garner.

A Warner Brothers Television Production.

Pardon me, do you have any mail for Maverick?

Mr. Maverick?

Bart Maverick, isn't it?

Yes. I'm Roger Cushman. We met in Denver last year. Do you remember?

Oh, yes, of course. You introduced me to that poker game at the bankers'

convention. Exactly.

I remember that game with great affection.

Tell me, what's the scourge of the poker tables doing here in San Francisco?

I'm on my way to Harold's Club right now.

Why go way out there?

Especially when there's a good game going on upstairs at the Beacon Club.

Oh, yes, I heard of that game.

I also heard those millionaires use railroads as poker chips.

But it's a private club by invitation only.

It is.

But I can get you in.

If you'll do something for me.

My reason being, Mr.

Maverick, is that I just lost $30 ,000 in that game. I'd like to get even.

If I recall, you're quite adept at poker.

Well, I've had my share of luck.

You're being modest, Mr. Maverick. It's more than luck.

Why, you've reduced poker to a science.

I know all of those gentlemen upstairs. My Uncle George is one of them.

Banking and industrial tycoons, all of them richer than Croesus.

But when it comes to poker, they're amateurs.

A man with your skill would have very little trouble in cleaning up.

I haven't that kind of money.

I'd back you.

Then you wouldn't need any money to get into the game.

What do you get out of this?

25 % of your winnings.

You know, I might... I might just get into a pot over my head.

You won't lose.

There's nothing that says a man can't hit a losing streak.

I told you I would back any loss you may sustain.

Is it a deal?

Well, it's your money.

Good. Uncle George.

Uncle George, I'd like you to meet Colonel Bart Maverick.

Sir.

He owns half of Texas.

I met him last year in Denver during the Bankers' Convention.

He's just arrived in town. He's looking for some excitement.

And I told him that you gentlemen might have just the brand he's searching for.

Maverick?

The East Texas Maverick, sir.

Thank you. What's your limit, Colonel?

Whatever yours are, sir.

I'm George Cushman, as my nephew may have told you. This is Leighton Borg.

Tabor Scott.

Paul Sutton.

Picked up a tighty in last week. The man with the glove.

Titian's, uh... That's the way the Italians pronounce it.

I got it for almost nothing.

A mere $100 ,000.

Well, Titian's all right to decorate the walls with. My wife says Leonardo da

Vinci is the... Vivian.

Well, you know how wives are, George.

My wife says da Vinci's Mona Lisa's the greatest painting of all time.

Such a pity, gentlemen, that the Mona Lisa was stolen from the Louvre last

Great loss to the world of art.

What are your cultural interests, Colonel?

Engravings, sir.

Engravings? Especially the ones on thousand -dollar bills.

Raise your 10 ,000

Call

It's

always nice to win the last hand of the night gentlemen

Colonel, I make it $25 ,000.

Your check will be entirely acceptable.

I'm afraid my check won't be any good at all, sir. I don't have that kind of

money.

I'm sorry I turned out like this, Roger.

I guess this is one check you'll have to write out.

What's all this about?

Well, I don't know. I can't understand.

Just a minute, Roger. We had a deal.

You were to share my winnings and back all my losses. I told you it was

for me to lose.

I'm afraid I don't understand you at all, Colonel.

Gentlemen, I am not a colonel and I am not a Texas cattleman. That was your

idea.

I'm terribly sorry, gentlemen, but as I told you, I met him in Denver.

He claimed to be Colonel Maverick.

Well, he spent a great deal of money doing the convention, and when I ran

him in the lobby downstairs, I assumed that... I rather think he took advantage

of me, gentlemen.

Yes, rather.

Well, Paul, I'm afraid he's your problem.

I don't know who you are, but you owe me $25 ,000, and I intend to get payment.

Legitimate debts, sir.

I wouldn't add unprovoked assault to your troubles, Maverick.

I'm sorry, Mr. Sutton, but I don't have the money. If you'll take my IOU, sir.

No.

I'm not going to let you off that easily.

I'm tired of deadbeats and tin horn gamblers who are always trying to crash

games like this.

There's a statute in this state that says a man is liable for his gambling

debts, and I intend to use it.

Now, either you work out your debt, or I'll prosecute you to the full extent of

the law.

I'm afraid I won't be too much help around an office.

Good. Because the job I have for you is at my house.

You'll be there tomorrow morning.

You'll spend your next five years in a penitentiary.

Yes, sir.

What is your address?

Morning. I'm Bart Maverick.

I've been expecting you, but at the back door, Mr. Maverick.

Let him in.

We have a guest for dinner.

He's not a guest, Reba. This is Colonel Maverick. He's consented to work for us.

Oh, dear.

Paul, we do need more help, but wouldn't a colonel be a little expensive?

He does come a bit high.

Paul, I hope you don't mind. I was just on my way out. I must see to the

catering for tomorrow night.

Catering? Yes, the dinner, of course.

Oh, dear. I forgot. You've been away.

Well, it's my turn this year, and for charity, of course.

The Wagnerian Soprano.

Madam Heidelman and her piano accompanist have agreed to entertain us

$2 ,000.

But, Reba, I ask you to cut down a bit, at least until the railroad is

completed. But it's for charity.

The dock workers' milk fund.

Besides, all the best people will be here.

A message, sir, from your office.

Something wrong, Father?

Trouble in Sacramento.

I'll have to leave immediately.

Oh, but Paul, the dinner.

I'll try to be back in time.

See that the colonel is put to work.

Oh, well, I'm so pleased you offered to work for us, Colonel.

Well, Anne, you see that he's made comfortable.

I think the south wing guest room might be nice, don't you think?

You don't look like an experienced man -servant, Colonel.

What are your qualifications?

None, and I'm not really a colonel, Miss Sutton.

My name is Maverick, Bart Maverick.

But Father said... Why did Father hire you?

Indentured would be a better word for it.

You might say I'm under long -term contract.

Well, how long do you intend to stay with us?

About ten years.

Then we'll start you off polishing silver with crimons.

This is Colonel... Mr.

Maverick. He'll be under your supervision.

As Mr. Maverick's talents seem to lie elsewhere than as a manservant, I

you give him the benefit of your long experience with us.

Gentleman's man?

My own man, until this afternoon.

We'll do the silverware first.

Then I'll show you the kitchen.

The kitchen?

Well, I thought I was supposed to help you in here. My dear Maverick, a good

servant never questions his duties. He knows what they are instinctively.

He's born with that knowledge.

I can't understand what this new breed of domestics is coming to.

I'm sorry, Crimmins. I was not born to service.

I thought the kitchen helped. There is no kitchen help, Maverick.

You mean we have to work in the kitchen, too?

After you're through with the dishes, I'll show you how to clean the rooms.

Then, if we have time today, you'll work in the stables.

They've been neglected lately.

I really haven't had time.

I would have been better off on Devil's Island.

Devil's Island?

What happened to the rest of the help, Crimmins?

A good servant never gossips, Maverick.

I'm afraid you won't be here very long.

You're afraid?

It may come as a shock, needing the work as you probably do, but Mr. Sutton's on

the verge of bankruptcy.

You don't say.

Used to be a half dozen domestics in Mr. Sutton's employ, and not counting the

outside help.

In the past six months, he's had to let them all go.

It's that new railroad he's building down in the valley.

He's invested all his personal fortune in it.

Well, and now, Mrs... Madam Heidelman is going to entertain us with her famous

aria from Die Götterdämmerung.

I'm sorry, sir, but my nerves are not what they should be lately.

I'll see that you're discharged for this maverick.

You did that deliberately.

I'll see you're paid your time in the morning.

I hated to break into the evening's entertainment, gentlemen.

Glad you did, Paul.

I couldn't have stood much more of that caterwauling.

Madame Heidelman's considered one of Europe's greatest opera stars.

Gentlemen, if you don't mind.

I have some bad news.

There's been another delay.

A bad slide at Southern Cut.

I'm going to have to ask for an extension on the loan, George.

Paul, a completion schedule is exactly that. You're an experienced railroad

You shouldn't have overextended yourself.

Most of the bad breaks that have slowed us down could not have been foreseen.

But should have been allowed for.

The fact remains that I can't complete on schedule without your help.

Now, I'm going to need an extension on the loan and an additional half million

dollars.

Now, we're all friends here.

Friends, certainly, but this is business, Paul.

Now, of course, I'm only speaking for myself, but I'm against throwing good

money after bad.

I'm not asking only for myself.

A lot of small stockholders are going to be wiped out along with me.

I've already donated $100 ,000 to charity this year.

I am not asking for charity.

If there's nothing else, Paul... Nothing.

The board meets on Monday.

We'll check your figures closely and consider your request.

You'll have our decision then.

There you are, dear Anne.

I've been looking all over for you.

Why, what's wrong?

I'm worried about Father. He promised to be here.

Oh, he's back.

Crimmins was sponging me off when he was called into the study.

Your father asked him to fetch Uncle George and the others.

Then the tie -up on the railroad must have been worse than Father expected.

The railroad?

Yes.

He's put every cent he has into it.

Oh, you're joking.

You mean everything?

Make any difference marrying a penniless heiress?

Marriage.

You did ask me to marry you.

That was last January.

Before you found out about Father's financial difficulties.

Oh, Anne.

I'm glad we understand each other.

Look, we're both used to money, and we know what money can buy.

I didn't know love could be bought.

Give me that love in a garret routine. It doesn't become you.

Two people like each other, there's no reason why we can't... Have I cheapened

that quickly?

Very good. And very good.

You're a big girl now. Don't give me that finishing school act.

I'm sorry. Stop!

I'll see that you get ten years in jail for this, you tin horn gambler.

Let him be.

I must have appeared quite small throwing myself at a man like Roger.

No.

It isn't his refusing me that hurts.

I'm not in love with him.

I tried to make myself believe that I was.

Hoping in some way it might help father.

By marrying him?

He's George Cushman's nephew.

Yes, but I still don't think your father would wish that.

Even if it would save his railroad.

You know, my old Pappy taught us Mavericks that there are a lot worse

life than being broke.

Of course I... Must admit, he didn't know of any.

You're a most unusual and most comforting manservant, Bart.

Thank you.

Come in.

Nightcap, sir.

Is there anything you want from me in the morning?

No, nothing.

As a matter of fact, there won't be anything for you to do around here

You're free to go.

Oh, no.

It's a matter of a gambling debt, Mr. Sutton.

Honesty and a gambler?

Your candor is refreshing, at least.

Did Roger Cushman make that deal with you?

He was among friends. I was a stranger in the club. I hardly expected anyone to

believe me.

You know?

I believe you.

Thank you. I will have that nightcap. Will you join me?

Thank you.

I take it you've been talking to Crimmins.

Oh, no.

He did the talking. I did the listening.

Then you already know that I'm on the verge of bankruptcy.

Is it that bad?

I'm overextended a million dollars' worth.

I'm working against the completion schedule on the railroad, which I can't

without an extension of my loan and a half million dollars in additional

capital. Well, now, that shouldn't be too hard to negotiate considering the

amount of money behind your friends I met in that poker game.

Friends?

Those friends, Maverick, form a board of investors from which I got my loan.

Between them, they control the credit in this state.

Tonight, unofficially, they...

Turn my request down.

Mr. Sutton, you've been a railroad titan for many years.

Surely there must be something that you have that you can raise operating money

on. Oh, bonds, real estate, perhaps your wife's jewelry.

No, everything's mortgaged up to the hilt.

As a man of your wealth, there must be something.

Yes, there is something.

Something I've never shown anybody else.

Not even my wife, my daughter.

Something more valuable than anything else on Earth.

But you know, Maverick, I can't even raise a dime on it.

What are you talking about?

She's even more beautiful than I imagined.

George Cushman has his Polish Rider by Rembrandt.

Scott has his Raphael's.

Borg has his Botticelli's.

But I've got the most precious art treasure of them all.

I've got the Mona Lisa.

I read in the newspaper that it was stolen.

That's why I can't do anything with it. Oh, I knew it was stolen when I bought

it. That makes me just as guilty as the thief who took it from the Louvre.

But it's something I just couldn't resist.

Think of it, Maverick.

The most famous masterpiece in the world.

Men like George Cushman would sell their birthright to own it.

You make it sound like a contest.

Acquiring famous paintings.

Not only paintings, Maverick.

Why, the culture of the world is available to the man who can afford it.

I didn't know culture could be bought.

It can't.

We wouldn't know real culture if we fell over it.

Men like Cushman, Scott, me, we weren't born to wealth.

We clawed our way up.

Painting must be worth half a million dollars.

That's enough to save you a railroad.

Worthless to me.

You ever thought of going back to the man you voted from?

It's part of the transaction.

Cash on the line and no return.

And for obvious reasons, I was advised to keep the deal a secret.

Who is he?

I promised not to reveal his name.

Mr. Sutton, you may have to reveal his name if your creditors get a hold of

painting.

How about letting me talk to him?

I might be able to persuade him to take... Painting off your hands and

of it to one of your wealthier friends.

On the same basis in which he sold it to you.

It's worth a try.

Small art dealer on King Street.

Named Cosmo Nardi.

Je vous assiste, monsieur. May I help you, sir?

Bart Maverick.

Duke.

Duke Delaney.

It's Cosmo Nardi, Bart.

Connoisseur of fine arts, dealer in ancient masterpieces of the Renaissance.

What brings you to San Francisco? I just followed the fog.

My old pappy always told me that... Travel broadens the imagination.

And keeps you one jump ahead of the police?

In your case, perhaps.

Why, I still remember that night in New Orleans when you passed yourself off as

a French consul to get invited to that private poker game in the mayor's house.

That was the night I was forced into a duel to defend the honor and glory of

republic, huh?

I was your second. And I ended up in jail.

But I bailed you out. With $20 bills that you were making in your place on

Rampart Street.

I didn't wait around long enough to find out what happened to you, Duke.

I left New Orleans the same day you did, but not in the same direction.

No.

How do you like my shop?

It's a fine front.

I told you, I'm a respected art expert here, running a legitimate business.

do you know about art?

As much as my customers do.

They want paintings, sculptures, Ming vases.

I tried to get it for them.

There's big money in that bar. Big money.

I could use a man like you.

Oh, no, thanks.

I have a weak stomach for the food they serve in these California prisons.

Prisons? I told you I run an honest business.

Selling stolen paintings?

Oh, you've been misinformed.

Didn't you sell a painting to Paul Sutton that was stolen from the Louvre

Paris?

Sutton? The railroad man. He lives up in Nob Hill. He's a very good friend of

mine, Duke.

You sold him the Mona Lisa a year ago.

Oh.

Oh, that painting.

That painting.

You old charlatan.

Why, Leonardo da Vinci himself couldn't tell the difference.

This town is full of overnight millionaires and overweight dowagers,

trying to outdo each other. The demand is terrific, mostly for famous

And they all pay in good, hard American cash.

All except one deadbeat name of Roger Cushman.

Still owes me for a painting, and a genuine one, too.

Roger Cushman hooked you?

Friend of yours?

Hardly.

If I ever get a chance to sink my hooks into him... Mona Lisa that Sutton has.

Is that one of these?

Sold it to him a few weeks after the San Francisco papers carried the story

about the real Mona Lisa being stolen.

Oh, if only another masterpiece like that were stolen, I could double my

business. How many of these fake Mona Lisas have you sold?

Seven.

Seven? One just last week to Cyrus E. Jones, the Wheat King.

Oh, this beats counterfeiting.

Practically foolproof.

My customers think they're buying a stolen masterpiece.

I tell them they cannot show it to anybody if they do.

The painting will be confiscated and they will end up serving a jail

This gives them quite a mean business.

Hey, Duke, have you got a list of all the people who bought the Mona Lisas

you? Yes, I've got them jotted down right here.

Do you mind if I copy some of those names?

You starting a soccer list of your own, Bart?

Well,

you've got something up your sleeve.

I know that look.

If that friend of yours, Mr. Sutton, if he wants his money back... I'll let him

keep the painting.

He doesn't know it now, but that lady with the smile is going to help me out

a hole.

Mr.

Naughty.

Good evening. Yes?

I'd like to see Mr. Cushman, please.

Your business, sir?

Well, my business is with Mr. Cushman. But you can tell him that it's about a

painting. A very important painting by da Vinci.

I don't quite understand your reason for whimming your way into my house,

Maverick, but...

I'll give you exactly five minutes.

I'll need three minutes, Mr. Cushman.

I know you have the Mona Lisa.

I'll admit it was probably a mere indiscretion on your part.

I could deny possession, you know.

Of course.

The authorities would find it sooner or later. Once they started searching.

What do you want as a price for your silence?

Half a million dollars.

Operating expenses for the Valley Line Railroad.

And an extension on Paul Sutton's loan.

Did Paul put you up to this?

No. It was my idea.

Blackmail.

Big business, Mr. Cushman.

Mr. Sutton got himself into a hole.

And you, as I mentioned earlier, bought indiscreetly.

What do you get out of this?

I got out of a gambling debt on which your nephew reneged.

Even if I were to vote favorably next Monday on Sutton's request, it still

not be approved.

Approval of a loan or its extension takes the unanimous vote of the board.

I'm certain the others will vote as you do, sir.

You overestimate my influence, Maverick. On matters of this nature, the board

votes by secret ballot.

What I want is your word that your decision will be favorable.

Well, at the moment, I have no choice.

How did you find out about the Mona Lisa?

I never expose my whole card, Mr. Cushman, until the play is called.

Good night, sir.

Mona Lisa, remember?

The lady with the smile?

The painting by da Vinci?

You know, the one stolen from...

I'd like you to consider a deal.

If I were to talk to the members of the board and get them to grant you the

extension and the money you need, would you cancel my gambling debt?

If by some miracle you can manage that, I'll not only cancel your gambling debt,

I'll add a $10 ,000 bonus for you.

Thank you, Mr. Sutton.

I've already taken a liberty of talking to the members of the board on your

behalf.

They've all agreed to consider your request on Monday morning.

Well, how did you do that?

With a smile, Mr. Sutton.

Ah, dear Uncle George.

Do you want to see me?

Yes.

Out of consideration for your departed father and your dear mother, I have

tolerated your empty -headed, weak -spined foppery.

Maybe I've even abetted it.

But it's got to stop.

It's got to stop now.

It was your doing getting that maverick into our private poker party, wasn't it?

Yes, Uncle George, but I told you he took advantage of me.

Besides which, I don't know why you're so upset.

Didn't take any money from you.

But he got tied in with Paul Sutton because of it.

I want you to get rid of him.

Who, Paul Sutton?

No, Maverick.

Get rid of him and quietly.

You mean kill?

Oh, no, not murder. You'd only botch it up and we'd all end up on the gallows.

Just get him out of San Francisco, anywhere, so that he's a long way from

by next Monday.

But, Uncle George, I don't know how to do these things.

If you fail me, I'll cut off your allowance from your father's trust fund.

Very well, sir. I'll give you a tip.

Try the waterfront.

The waterfront?

Captain Bligh.

Aye, that's me, matey.

Of the ship, the Orion.

We don't usually carry passengers.

I'm not seeking passage, Captain.

I understand you're shorthanded.

The pay is ten a month.

It's not for me, Captain.

But I do have someone for you.

He'd make an excellent hand.

Where is he?

His name is Maverick.

Bart Maverick.

But I'd have to get him for you. I may need some help.

You mean Shanghai?

I believe that's the word you use.

What this Shanghai business is coming to with dudes like you getting into it.

But for the proper consideration, what kind of a sea dog is he?

Spavined and whiskey gutted?

No, no, no. He's a fine looking specimen.

As a matter of fact, he's much healthier than you or me.

But what I am trying to say, Captain, is he may be hard to handle.

I'd like to give you a hand on this myself, but I've got a small business

transaction to take care of tonight just before sailing.

Five dollars apiece, they'd be glad to take care of you, friend.

For ten, they'd even cut his throat for you.

Thank you.

That won't be necessary.

I'll just be a minute.

Bart, Father won't be needing the coat tonight. Maybe we can take a drive.

Well, I don't think Crimmins would like that, do you?

Maverick, you may consider that an order.

My pleasure, ma 'am.

Mr. LaRoche?

Monsieur, can I be of some assistance?

I'm Mr. Sutton's man. I'm here to pick up his opera coat.

Monsieur Soton.

Yes, the big railroad tycoon.

I have no coat for Monsieur Soton.

You are Mr. Sutton's tailor, aren't you? I was, monsieur.

But no longer.

No coat?

No coat. He is already far behind in his bill.

And I have heard rumors, unpleasant rumors about his business affairs.

I have heard that his railroad is no good.

And the stock that I have bought has gone... Trying to tell me you didn't

that note?

And such a bad handwriting too, monsieur.

That's it.

There she is, Cosmo.

As fresh and pretty as the day Mr. Ming baked her 500 years ago.

And she cost me a pretty penny, too, I can tell you.

In Shanghai, it was, when I got a front claim to be stolen from a temple in

Pipi.

How much?

Well, seeing as how we've done business together before, I'll pull an anchor

tonight.

I'll let you have $5 ,000.

What's the matter with you, man?

You could get at least 10 ,000 for it from those muckamucks you sell to up on

the hill.

Genuine Ming, eh?

Non -genuine.

Look at the color.

Bright color. As bright as the days that were put on.

Yes, that's what Ming is, Cosmo.

Come here.

You know, old Sang -Fu told me that in Singapore.

Cosmo, there's $5 ,000 worth of vase there.

It's cracked, but I'll give you $1 ,000.

What's the matter with you, man?

I gave more than that for it myself.

Well, if you paid more than $500 to you, you'd get hooked.

I'm no sailor, I told you.

I get seasick even looking too long in a glass of water.

I've got some recruiting business to attend to, Cosmo.

Your new stoker.

Looks a little soft.

But a few weeks' work shoveling coal into the Orion's boilers will soon

him up.

Captain Bly, what are you doing with Roger Cushman?

Cushman?

I was told his name was Maverick.

Of course.

Him? Maverick?

You really got yourself into a jam this time.

This is George Cushman's nephew.

You know the Cushman National Bank Cushmans?

Just what are you trying to pull, mister?

You want me to get strung from the yard arm of me own ship?

He's mistaken.

That's Bart Maverick. I'm Roger Cushman.

Well, you know me. I've been in your shop a dozen times with my uncle.

I know the Cushman family quite well.

They're good customers of mine.

I never saw this man before.

He's lying, I tell you. I am Roger Cushman.

Well, here, I'll prove it.

Look, my Beacon Club membership card.

Here's my careless bill with my name on it.

Oh, he's a thief, too.

Uncle George hears about this, I was attacked and robbed as I was walking out

my tailor shop.

You can't get away with that, Maverick.

I am Roger Cushman.

Captain, I made a deal with you.

I've delivered your man, now take him.

All I know is that I need a stoker.

Somebody get me a chair, please.

I shouldn't be on my feet this long. It's my back, you know.

The old sciatica coming back again.

He's faking!

I know a maverick. He's as strong as a bull.

I don't know what kind of a story he's been telling you, Captain, but... When

I get these attacks, I get so weak I can't... I

can't even lift anything as light. Oh, why, you...

Why, you blundering, not -added -gully -blessed -for -an -idiot!

That was worth $10 ,000!

I am sorry, Captain.

I didn't mean it. It was an accident. I'll pay for it.

$10 ,000!

Yes, yes, whatever it's worth.

Captain, do you think a man who would go around Shanghai -ing people would have

$10 ,000?

Well, I don't have it with me, but I'll give it to you in the morning. I've got

my bag.

Han!

Here's my fiancée. She'll tell you who I am.

Roger.

Roger, what have they done to you?

Anne.

How dare you, Captain?

Are you the man responsible for having my fiancée attacked and brought here

like... some common thief?

Your fiancée?

Darling, now don't blame the Captain.

He didn't know.

He thought I was somebody named Maverick.

You poor boy.

And who is he?

Who is he?

My new stalker, ma 'am.

Good morning, gentlemen.

I see you're all hard at work.

Oh, come now, gentlemen. That's no way to start a day.

Remember, a smile.

What a man's greatest treasures.

Oh, incidentally, Mr. Cushman, your nephew asked me to tell you that he's

a trip to China.

About that loan?

Yes, Paul, if you'll please wait outside.

The board is just about to vote.

I'm grateful, of course, gentlemen, for the loan and the extension, but what

made you change your mind?

Oh, just a matter of good business, Paul.

Once we had an opportunity to go over your figures.

My wife says that inside of three years the Valley Line Railroad will...

Gentlemen! Gentlemen!

Have you heard? It's too exciting for words.

The Mona Lisa.

It's been recovered.

They've got it back in the Louvre.

That should make art lovers all over the world very happy.

Who is the tall, dark stranger there?

Maverick is the name.

Ride the trails to who knows where.

Luck is his companion.

Camperness is game.

Smooth as a handle on a gun.

Maverick is the name.

Wild as a wind in Oregon.

Blowing up a canyon.

Easier to tame.

Riverboat, ring your bell.

Fare thee well, Annabelle.

Luck is a lady. that he loves the best.

That's New Orleans, living on Jackson Queens.

Maverick is a legend of the West.

Rebel, ring your bell.

Better well than a bell.

Luck is a lady that he loves the best.

That's New Orleans, living on Jackson Queens.

Maverick is a legend of the West.

Maverick is a legend of the...