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A killer in town, huh?

Outside, Maverick. Outside and find out just how right you are.

Doc, I can't draw against you and you know it.

Outside.

Doc, if I thought you had a chance with the girl, do you think I'd print a thing

like that? Move!

Thank you.

and it's good to see you. I just bet you it is.

Doc, you are a low -down, conniving double -dealer. Shh, Bart.

These gentlemen are my colleagues. When you left me in Dodge, you left me

holding a bag, and you know it, Doc. Bart! She was beautiful. And her husband

was eight feet tall.

If I hadn't paid him that $2 ,000 you owe him, he would have busted me up into

little pieces. You'll get your money, chum. Don't worry about it. Well, that's

just fine.

I can sure use it.

Uh, not quite yet. I need a little time to operate.

Like how much time? Well, that all depends on my former classmates. I

conventions and reunions. It does my heart good to see how rich and

my former classmates are.

Your tea, Dr. Holliday?

Oh, thank you. Have the boy take my bag up to my room.

Yes, sir.

After a long trip, I feel in dire need of a stimulant. Will you join me?

Oh, yes, Doc.

500 for whiskeys, please. Oh, Doc, just have time for one.

Make that three.

Got a game going on in the casino.

When did you arrive in town?

This morning.

Hey, tell me, Doc, a man who builds up a practice doesn't have much time to

concentrate on the finer points of poker playing, does he?

They still play the same undergraduate game. But the Doc Holliday School for

Happy Losers opens any minute.

Well, that's fine.

I'll see you just as soon as school is over, Doc.

Why? I'll pick up the $2 ,000 you owe me.

Or take it in gold inlay, a bridge work, or what have you.

Oh, and Stanley, Doc, don't run out on me this time, will you?

What? Oh, swearing does not become you, Doctor.

Thanks.

May I have a half dozen of your best cigars, please?

What's the matter with you? Can't you see where I'm going?

Now, Daddy. Don't you? Now, Daddy me.

I'm awfully sorry about this. You know how it is when you have a toothache.

It's perfectly all right. No harm done.

Oh, I do apologize, sir. I'm in rather acute pain.

I'm awfully sorry.

I'm Gary Harrison, Senator Porter's attorney.

How do you do?

My name is Bart Maverick.

You're Swedish ready, sir, but I'm afraid I haven't been able to locate a

dentist for you yet. You can't find a dentist at a dental convention?

Well, I'm afraid they're having too much fun, sir. They don't want to work.

They don't want to... You get somebody else to address them at their banquet. I

don't care how many votes they represent.

Mr. Maverick, come along right here.

Well, that was very gracious of you. My key?

Maverick?

Are you going to play cards or talk?

I'll be right with you.

Mr. Harrison?

Hey, you better not stand too close to that man. You'll catch politics.

How are you, Jonesy? Oh, save your charm, Gary. Mr. Maverick here doesn't

to be a registered voter in the fair state of Colorado. You got a story for

paper? Well, outside of the hotel opening up, it's been a slow week. Oh,

now. The good senator must have stolen some public utility.

Maybe just a little one.

Well, I guess I'll just have to rehash one of his earlier swindles.

Better get yourself some competent legal advice first.

Oh, I already did.

If it's the truth, it's not libel.

Oh, I have it. How is this for the perfect headline?

Senator Porter, honest all week.

Anytime you want to turn a phrase and a dollar at the same time, I'll be glad to

put you on the payroll.

The senator could use a man like you with a sense of humor.

Doing what?

Going over his speeches, putting in that little common touch.

Oh, no, I don't think I could improve on the fantasy of the senator being an

honest man. Now, that really is funny. You keeping score?

Who's ahead?

Well, I'd say you're both even. Well, the game's called on account of time.

Maverick, whether you're a registered voter or not, I'll buy you a drink

sometime. Thank you very much. Oh, what about me?

You, I'll just buy sometime.

Chunky, does he take orders or give them?

He doesn't give anything.

He's a politician.

Come on, Maverick, I feel lucky. Let's play some cards.

Good.

That's up to you, Jonesy.

All right, Maverick. Let's see what cards go with that smug look on your

King's full.

Do you ever think of going into the newspaper business?

Me? Never.

It's a great American dream.

Every man has a secret yen to be a dashing foreign correspondent jumping

war to war.

Not me, Jonesy.

That's too bad.

Because you're now the proud owner of the Porterville Clarion.

Circulation, 4 ,812, including mail orders.

I cannot pay my IOUs.

We'd better talk about this over a drink in the bar.

Gentlemen, I hate to do this, but you have to excuse us.

ever ask from you, Senator, is that you memorize a few speeches, shake a few

hands, and kiss a few babies. Do I ever ask you for anything more?

But this newspaper, the Clarion, all the statements they're making about me,

can't you stop them? I told you not to get excited about that. I'll take care

the Clarion.

I'm very busy now, Ames. Mr. Harrison, I thought you'd like to know that Clarion

has just changed hands.

What do you mean? Jonesy's sold out? To whom?

Jonesy lost it in a poker game to a man named Maverick.

Rick, isn't that that nice young fellow we bumped into in the hotel?

Rick, yes. He isn't even a registered voter in the state. I doubt if he's the

least bit interested in local politics.

If we could just buy that... Buy?

Did I hear someone say that lovely word?

That diamond brooch that we saw in Denver.

We were thinking about buying the clarion.

The town paper.

Whatever for?

To mend your father's public image before the people go to the polls.

We could publish retractions on the clarion's front page.

Use it to denounce Jonesy.

How clever. Where is Maverick? The last time I saw him, he and Jonesy were on

their way to the hotel bar.

Jonesy could fill Maverick's head with a lot of wrong ideas about me and the

senator, but he could hardly refuse to sell to a beautiful woman.

Oh, you want me to buy the clarion? Well, you should have little trouble.

Jeannie.

Oh, now, don't you fret, Papa.

In my day, Gary.

No gentleman would stoop to implicating his fiancée in a... It's for your own

good, Senator.

My dear.

James?

Elder?

Look, Maverick, that paper, it's my baby.

I'd kind of like a chance to buy it back.

You're already into me $15 ,000, Jonesy.

How can you raise that much cash?

With my kind of collateral, I could raise the dead.

Only I'd have to contact a couple of people in Denver to do it.

What kind of collateral do you have?

Proof of the good senator and Mr. Harrison Swindles. All right down in

white.

Boy, you feel about the senator I hadn't used this before.

Well, yes, just like a free swinging fight, that's all.

Besides, I don't particularly care for the opposition either.

But to save the clarion, I'll throw the good senator right to the wolves.

How long will it take?

Two or three days.

I'll pay you for your time.

What's a waiting time worth?

A thousand dollars.

How are you going to pay off?

Another IOU?

That's much I can raise right here in town.

All right, Jones, you got yourself a deal.

Good. Thanks.

Oh, I'll stop by the office and sign the papers over to you before I leave, just

in case.

You expecting an accident?

It kind of carries an umbrella just to make sure that it doesn't rain.

I'll also notify the staff that you... The staff.

That's a show -off word meaning Molly and Sam. They do just about everything.

Well, good luck, Josie.

Thanks.

Well, good morning, Miss Porter. Good morning, Miss Porter.

Why, two good mornings.

Oh, just being polite. One for each face.

Mr. Maverick, I'm Senator Porter's daughter.

Hello. May I speak to you for a moment? Well, of course. Would you sit down?

Thank you.

How would you like to make a quick profit on the clarion?

How much is a quick profit?

About $2 ,000.

I'm sorry, but the clarion isn't for sale yet.

I'm making this offer for my father, the senator.

I'm turning down the offer for myself, Bart Maverick.

But if you look me up in a week, I may change my mind.

What makes you think you'll be alive in a week?

Is that a threat or a question?

Haven't decided yet.

Well, as soon as you do, be sure to let me know.

We can continue this conversation then.

Sit down.

You can't walk out and leave me in the saloon.

My dear young lady, you were not supposed to be in the saloon in the

place.

Mr. Harrison.

Yes, sir? I followed Jonesy to the telegraph office.

Got a chance to read the wire he sent to Dawson's campaign headquarters in

Denver. Dawson?

The wire said that Jonesy was leaving on the early morning train. He requested

an urgent meeting with party heads.

And he's dug up the proof behind those headlines.

He's much admitted that last night.

This means trouble, Mr. Harrison. Trouble? It could be disastrous.

If Dawson gets hold of what Jonesy has, we could all wind up in prison.

All right, if he's made arrangements to leave the first thing in the morning,

then he's probably packing tonight.

including the proof he's taken with him to Denver.

You think he can handle it?

I'll take care of things.

Tonight.

Yes?

Hello.

I'm Bart Maverick.

Oh, yes. Jonesy stopped by and told us. You're the new owner, aren't you?

Mm -hmm.

Does it make any money?

Mr. Maverick, Jonesy was an idealist. He wasn't interested in making money.

I'm a much more practical man, Miss... Molly. Molly Malone. How do you do?

Jonesy said you'd probably be by to pick this up.

What is it?

Bill of sale entitled to the clarion and $1 ,000 he promised you.

That's quite a nice little place you have, I should say, I have here.

Know anything about running a newspaper?

No, but I learn fast, provided there's money in it.

Come on.

I'll introduce you to Sam.

He's our printer.

Sam, Mr.

Maverick, new boss.

How do you do, sir? How do you do, Sam?

Well, how does it work?

Well, first you lock up the type page.

Then once you got the mat so that you get an even impression over the whole

page... You're ready to go, Mr. Maverick.

Go where?

The press.

Look at that, Sam.

Senator Porter banks more than he earns.

My sainted head.

Last week it was Senator Porter has both hands in your pockets.

But personally, I like the issue that ran the Porter method of swindling.

What does the senator have to say about all this?

Oh, he doesn't like it. But it's the truth, and Jonesy can prove it.

Afternoon, Molly.

Afternoon, Sheriff.

You looking for Jonesy? I heard Jonesy sold out.

Oh, are you the new owner of the Clarion?

Yes, Sheriff. My name is Bart Maverick.

Mr. Maverick.

Bart Maverick.

That's the name I have.

There must be some mistake, Sheriff. This is a summons.

No mistake.

Senator Porter is suing you and the Clarion for criminal libel.

You what?

You must be a rich man, Mr. Maverick. I understand you're being sued for $100

,000.

If Senator Porter thinks he can scare me, all I can say is he's a... He's an

excellent judge of character.

Afternoon, Molly.

Oh, uh, Judge Kotler set the trial date in two weeks.

I wouldn't try to leave town, Mr. Maverick.

Where does Jonesy live?

Why? He didn't have anything to do with that.

At least he could have done what warned me what to expect.

Oh, sure.

All he had to do was look into his crystal ball.

All he had to do was look at his own headlines. But he can prove everything

said about the senator.

He better. Now, where does he live?

White House on the north road out of town.

What are you going to do?

Return his thousand dollars, punch him in the nose, and then tell him I'm going

to sell the clarion to the first buyer that comes along.

jaunty jaunty

jaunty

jaunty jaunty

Sheriff, I happen to know that Jonesy had documented proof of the Senator

Swindles. Whoever killed him and slugged me was looking for it. I'd say by the

looks of this room, he found it.

Burglary out by, maybe even murder.

But I'm not sticking my neck out on your say -so, Maverick. I'm sorry.

You're sorry?

What about Jonesy?

I'll do everything I can for him.

I'm sure Jonesy thanks you very much, Sheriff.

Maverick, you bring me some evidence.

Just one thing I can risk 20 years of my life on.

I'll walk in on the senator and Mr. Harrison with an arrest warrant.

I'm afraid you're laboring under a misapprehension, Mr. Maverick.

The libel suit against you and the clarion still stands, and we are in no

interested in buying the clarion. Yes, but you see, Miss Porter, the senator's

daughter... Michelle Offord was acting in the spirit of generosity, and I seem

to recall you turned her down.

Yeah.

I never was the crusading type.

Tell you what I'll do.

I'll sell you the clarion for exactly what Jonesy owed me.

Well, you don't seem to have the point yet, Mr. Maverick.

You see, we don't have to buy it. We're going to get it. We're going to get it

and everything else you own.

Now, if I admit myself clear.

Quite.

As I see your point with remarkable clarity.

Now that the proof of the senator's graft is going to be buried in the same

grave with Jonesy.

Buried with Jonesy? What was it?

Well, that's a very good show of surprise.

I bet you're wonderful in front of a jury.

No, wait, I'm serious, Mr. Maverick.

Is Jones dead?

Very.

Incidentally, do you work this late every night or just when you have people

get rid of?

Don't bother with names.

Mr. Maverick, you already face one libel suit.

Now, don't be reckless with your words or you may end up with a jail sentence

well.

Thanks for the legal advice.

If I were you, I wouldn't send a bill just yet.

Good

morning,

Doctor. Good morning, Buck.

Breakfast? No, thanks. Had mine already. I came up with something a little more

substantial.

Say the $2 ,000 you owe me. Oh, I'm sorry about that part, but the boys must

have been cheating.

Oh? I didn't make out at all.

No winnings? None.

Yeah, but the drinks are on me. Help yourself, Roger.

Oh, thank you.

How did you make out?

I, uh, I won me a newspaper.

A newspaper?

Yeah, the Clarion. Oh, it's a great little paper.

Circulation well over 4 ,000.

What can one do with a newspaper?

Do with it?

Mm -hmm.

Why, Doc, the commercial possibilities are staggering.

Such as?

You could sell advertising.

Run beauty contests.

Pan people you don't like.

Tell off critics who don't like the same road shows that I like.

Old men's minds.

That's where the real money is, my boy.

Manufacturing public opinion to swing elections.

Doc, you're a financial wizard. The trouble with you, Maverick, is you have

imagination. Why, the printed word is much more lethal than a gun.

Doc, you're right. Thanks.

Where are you going?

I'm going to set the wheels of commerce rolling at the Clarion. Alone?

Well, I... I hate to say this, Maverick, but you're just a babe in arms when it

comes to high finance.

What you need is a partner.

I do?

One who knows the intricacies of the printed word.

One firmly wedded to the highest ideals of the business world.

Getting the mostest out of the most.

In short, you need me.

Doc, it's my paper.

Didn't I show you how to make a gold mine out of it?

Well, no. Haven't we been friends for a long time?

Oh, yes, Doc. How much did you give her the paper?

Oh, 18 ,000.

Here's the 2 ,000 I owe you.

Plus 9 ,000.

Doc, I thought you said you didn't win anything. 50 % interest in the paper.

Doc, I don't think you ought to do this. I've always wanted to be a newspaper

man. Why, I can see my own column now in a big black box.

Hello, suckers.

Doc, you have some fabulous ideas.

You better go over to the clarion, Bart, and make this all legal.

All right, Doc.

My hat, please.

Of course. Thank you.

Oh, Molly, Sam, I'd like you to meet my partner and co -owner of the clarion,

Dr. Holliday.

How do you do, my dear?

Oh, Doc, incidentally, before Sam starts to show you around the place, I think

you'd better take a look at that.

Partner. A summons? For what?

Well, Senator Porter slapped a libel suit on the Clarion and its owners for

,000.

Now, Doc, wait.

I could kill you right here. No, no, Doc.

You conniving, double -crossing, low -down Texas gambler. Remember, you're

one who forced yourself into this partnership. I had nothing to do with

Bart, how do you get yourself mixed up in these things?

Well, in this case, I inherited it. You whatted it?

Look.

Senator Porter has both his hands in your pockets.

Who printed that?

Jonesy. But he was the crusading type.

Jonesy had proof of what he printed. That's why they killed him.

Jonesy's dead, Doc.

Whatever proof he may have had, I'm afraid has been buried with him. And we

a newspaper and a libel suit in our hands. And one big question.

How do we beat it?

Well, in this case, I think we'll resort to the basic holiday method, which, of

course, clearly states that the thing to do is whatever benefits our side.

And that is?

Hit the senator where it hurts him the most, through his daughter.

You'd hit Jeannie Porter?

Just figuratively speaking, Molly. Oh, and Doc, what a figure. This gal's got a

face like an angel and a heart of pure ice. Go on.

You, partner, are going to thoroughly compromise the young lady. I've

less pleasant duties, I can assure you. And, of course, when we get pictures in

our possession that could be given to the Washington Press... That would make

national scandal.

Which the senator could yield for.

Oh, very clever, Bart, very clever.

But I need some time to plan this.

How much information do you have on the senator and his daughter, my dear? We

have a complete file on both of them. Get it for me. I feel I must start my

homework.

Senator Hiram Porter, nicknamed Skinny, Grover's Academy, Virginia Military,

Yale. Big man on campus, football, baseball, rowing, single skull.

Married Helen Westcott, Roanoke, Virginia, the only daughter of... Oh,

I hate to see such a nice man get mixed up with Jeannie Porter.

Doc can take care of himself, Molly.

Well, I guess I know that well enough.

When can you start doc now since you want to rush we have no time for the

approach the quickest and easiest way To meet the lady is to save her life save

her life from what I'll let you know that in a minute

But

this

girl needs me

I can hear someone coming.

Doc, you're right.

Better mount up.

This is ridiculous. I was so frightened.

That's a perfectly normal reaction, my dear.

Thank you.

Oh, thank you.

That's all right.

And so he gave up politics.

Tell me, Senator, how is the tooth?

Oh, it's painless as long as the brandy and the cotton hold out.

Dr. Holliday, you didn't mention how you and Jeannie met.

No, I haven't.

Tell me, my dear, how long did it take you to match the material of that dress

to the exact blue of your eyes?

Oh, about a week.

I went to five different stores.

It was worth it.

Dr. Holliday, how long do you plan to stay in Porterville?

That all depends on Miss Porter.

Well, you're a very plain -speaking man.

Saves time in the long run.

Ladies, shall we finish our coffee in the music room and leave the gentlemen

their cigars?

Well, I can always smoke when I'm alone.

May I join you, ladies?

Hey, we'll have more coffee in the music room.

Come

in.

Well?

They have an excellent cook.

The wine is only second rate. The cigars are magnificent. Doc.

And the lady is beautiful.

How long do you think it'll take?

She is also intelligent.

That poses a problem.

I don't have to worry you.

Fortunately, I am irresistible.

You better have that drink, Doc. I'd hate for a lie like that to get stuck in

your throat.

I shall be irresistible to Miss Jeannie Porter.

What makes you so sure of yourself?

Research. I know exactly what she likes, exactly what she dislikes.

And because I'm uninvolved emotionally... It'll be easy for me to

happy. Now, my plans for the week are as follows.

How much do I love thee?

Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth, breadth, and height my soul

reach.

I love thee with the breath, smiles, and tears of all my life.

And if God choose, I shall love thee better after death.

That's a very nice shade. What's it going to be?

Scarf for you.

Very,

very impressive, Senator.

You know, we seem to have a similarity of interests.

I read an article recently that said as long as a man keeps his old college

trophies on display, he's still an adolescent at heart. Oh, don't you

that? Why, I still have a pair of crossed oars over my fireplace.

No, I did a little bit of rowing at Princeton.

Eight -man sculler six.

Single. Single? Me too.

You were on the Yale team?

Well, 30 years ago.

Porter, 30 years ago at Yale.

Wait a minute.

There was a skinny Porter who was captain of... Oh, no, you can't be.

Oh, yes, I can be. 50 pounds ago, I was skinny Porter, and I still am underneath

all this fat.

Why, Senator, you know you're a living legend.

Oh, come on. Oh, come in, Gary. Come in.

Gary wrote for Harvard.

Princeton.

Princeton? Have you done any racing since you left?

Oh, not much. How about yourself?

Whenever I go east. Of course, I'm not as good as I was.

Well, who is?

But I'd wager $1 ,000 I can beat you right now.

Well, that's a pretty safe bet, considering there's no place to prove it

here.

We have our rivers and lakes.

You have.

And a couple of racing skulls. You can have your choice.

I can.

Of course, if $1 ,000 is not a big enough stake... You wouldn't want to bet

more than that, would you, don't you? No, no, no, no. I was just thinking of

amateur standings.

Well, then, Dr. Holliday, $1 ,000, we'll have it your way.

Thanks a lot.

My money will be in the bank in the morning.

Oh, Gary, I think I'd like to bet a couple of thousand on Dr. Holliday, if

oblige me.

Of course I will.

But, Senator, since when are you a gambling man?

Oh, I have a hunch.

I, uh, wish you'd talk your father out of this bet. After all, he knows nothing

about me, you know. Oh, Daddy's old enough to take care of himself.

Yes, sir, a very strong hunch.

You know, when a man like you pretends to be modest, look out.

That's the biggest chaser I've ever seen.

Come on, Doc, we can't afford to be seen together. The whole town's going to

wake up in a little while. Now, what does feathering mean?

That's turning the oars so they're parallel with the surface of the water

recovery, thus eliminating air resistance.

That's good. All right, now, what does it mean to catch a crab? Getting up in

the terminology, it's not going to help you win the race.

All right, let's launch her. Now?

Right now.

Now you leave the bottle ashore. What if I swallow some of that water? I'm going

in the boat.

In the boat, Doc. In the boat.

Now, take it easy. I will.

That's it. Put your foot in the shoe.

Do you have a shoehorn?

Come on, Doc. Hurry up.

That's it.

All right, Doc. Up forward. Up forward. Grab the oars. The seat has a mind of

its own, Bart.

All right, there you are. That's it.

Now I... Stop. Whoops, Doc.

All right, here you... Get yourself balanced.

I'm balanced.

Mark. Mark.

Mark.

You all ready?

No, no, no, no, no. Yeah. All right, Doc.

You just take it easy.

Now sit right in the center.

You all set?

Yeah. All right.

Take it easy.

Okay, Doc, now.

Strokes!

What do you bet I have one?

Come on now, Doc, take it easy now.

Strokes! Good, good, Doc! Doc!

Doc!

The life preserver!

Life preserver!

We must have missed something somewhere.

Mr. Maverick, how's your friend Doc Holliday doing?

Sam, he looks and sounds and moves like a champion, as long as you keep him away

from the water.

It's a lot easier to turn an expert into a dud than vice versa.

Doc, you better say goodbye to that thousand.

Sam, I'm worried about a lot more than a thousand.

If Doc loses face with the senator, we can say goodbye to our whole plan.

I got glue, Sam.

Pardon me. Gentlemen, man your skulls.

Hold it.

Thank you.

Well, come on.

All right, come on. Sit a little closer to him, Molly.

No, no, hold it. That's good right there.

That's perfect.

I'll get myself sick at exactly 10 o 'clock.

And it'll take, oh, 15 minutes for Jeannie to get me back here so I can lie

down. You know, after the night, those history books aren't even going to

mention the Missouri Compromise.

Dr. Holliday?

Yes.

Senator Porter wants to see you in the lobby.

I'll be right down.

Senator? Oh, Doctor, I have a surprise I want to show you. Oh? It's a little

something I ordered from Chicago.

Uh -huh.

That's a very nice dental office. Very well equipped.

But what has... I've always wanted a professional man in the family.

You'll feel much better in a moment I Hope I didn't

spoil your party There

is no party without you

Yes, I mean it

Stop that.

I thought you weren't feeling well. You shouldn't be in my room. Oh, really?

Now, I'm going to take you home right now. Don't be silly. I just took you

It's important to me to be alone. Now, please, don't be angry with me, my dear.

Please. But why?

Because... Because I'm in love.

Are you out of your mind, Doc?

I tell you, I'm in love.

I'm in love.

Me. I actually love her.

Well, I'll make a note of that, Doctor.

I don't see how I can help you now, Bart.

What? Well, be realistic.

How can I help you uncover evidence that'll jail my future father -in -law?

What's gonna happen when she finds out who you really are? She'll still love

Doc, she's too much of a snob to ever marry you.

Oh, shut up, Bart.

Now, listen to me. I've got a lot of money riding on this.

So have I. So have I. C 'est la vie. Sure, that's life. Well, I can afford to

lose the money.

I hate to think of you making a fool out of yourself over some cheap conniving

little phony. I know what I'm talking about, Doc. I can prove it. Bart!

I don't like to kill my friends, but if you say one more word against Jeannie,

I'm going to make an exception in your case.

A killer in town, huh?

Outside, Maverick. Outside and find out just how right you are.

Doc, I can't draw against you and you know it.

Outside. Doc, if I thought you had a chance with the girl, do you think I'd

print a thing like that? Move!

Now, listen to me, Doc.

If the girl will marry you, I'll give you every cent I have in the bank.

Plus, the clarion is a wedding gift.

Now, you think about it, Doc.

That's not a bad deal.

Just to delay my death a little.

Come on, Molly, let's go.

That's what I was.

Now all I want out of life is enough time to build up a practice and marry

I love you, Jeannie.

I liked you better when you were sure of yourself.

You said you loved me.

I say a lot of things.

Maybe I do.

Well, now, isn't that enough to start life on?

No, it isn't.

This publicity won't do any of us any good.

That'll all die down, Jeannie.

I like living in Washington.

Washington's fine with me. I don't care where I set up my practice.

You can't live down a scandal in Washington.

I've always been on the grade A preferred and embassy list.

And marrying me will only get you invited to second -rate parties, is that

Doc, why do we have to get married?

Don't look so shocked.

How many times have you said that?

Well, I guess I've had that coming for a long time.

No, Jeannie, you're going back to Washington.

But remember one thing.

It's impossible to repeal the law of retribution.

And one of these days it's going to catch up with you.

I'm sorry, Doc.

The sad part of this whole thing is by the time she needs me, I'll be gone.

be so far gone, I might not even remember her name.

But right now... Right now, I love her.

You know what I mean?

Yeah.

There's such a waste of people in this world.

I didn't hear you knock. Oh, this tooth is killing me.

The senator has to make a speech tonight.

Can you do something to help me out, Doc?

Is this trigger right right there?

Ah, that's the one. That tooth's going to have to come out.

Where's your regular dentist?

Oh, he's in Denver.

But can't you do something meanwhile to kill the pain?

Well, we may as well get some use out of that new dental office of yours

downstairs. Take him down there. I'll be along in a minute.

Thank you, Doc.

Thank you.

Playing footsie with the senator again?

All may not be lost yet.

Huh?

Be there, fellow, will you, Bart?

Run down and fetch the sheriff. Bring him back to my new dental office. Bring

him in the back way.

That's so Ames won't see him. Why?

Just remember a lecture I heard at the convention.

That gas administered in certain amounts has strange effects on the patient.

I just realized something. One extra sniff of this stuff could eliminate your

problem permanently. No, no, no, Doc. I want him alive on trial for Jonesy's

death. Well, it was a thought.

I hope this stuff works.

Oh, I give you my word, if he dies, it'll be an accident.

Go on, ask him a question.

Senator...

Senator, how much money did you make when you condemned those Indian lands

then bought them up yourself?

Oh, I made lots of money.

But I didn't buy any lands, no.

You won't find my name on anything.

This was all done through corporations.

Lots of corporations.

Well, what corporations, Senator?

Oh, who knows?

15 % of the profits on everything.

Indian lands and railroad.

Oh, that Gary's a genius.

For his age, he's very smart.

Senator, did you kill Jonesy?

Me? Of course not. I liked him.

Did Gary Harrison kill Jonesy? Oh, no, he never confided in me.

Senator, do you have any idea who might have killed Jonesy?

Oh, sure, I've got an idea.

But why don't you ask Gary?

He makes all the decisions.

Oh, my!

We won't have any trouble selling the clarion once this story gets in print.

I say, about that slander... Judge Thomas will be more than happy to

decision of the court. Good.

As Jonesy said, it ain't liable if you can prove it. I can't help feeling sorry

for the son of a...

Why, the last time you saw him, he was very happy, Doc.

Well, I'm glad he didn't have anything to do with the killing. After all, we've

known him a long time. Gentlemen.

Hello.

I might warn you that Mr. Ames is an excellent shot.

Drop your guns.

Easy.

You too, Sheriff.

back up against the table.

Come on, Sheriff.

I'll just rewrite your story for you.

Now, we'll all leave quietly by the back door. I have a closed carriageway.

We'll take a nice, peaceful sojourn into the country.

Come on, let's move.

You too, Maverick.

Come on.

You too, Maverick.

All right.

Garth.

Take care of him, please.

Sam, give me a hand, will you?

All right, come on.

I hate to say this, Doc, but I hope it teaches him never to underestimate the

power of the press.

Oh.

How's that? Ah, that's better. All right.

Pull that slide, Doc.

You ready? All right, now smile.

Say cheese!

Oh, Doc, I hope this one turns out.

What do you suppose the moral is to all this?

Doc, I wouldn't know a moral if I fell over it, but I do have a caption for

picture. What's that? Having lots of laughs in the Ivy League wing of the

Porterville prison.

Who is the tall, dark stranger there?

Maverick is the name.

Riding the trail to who knows where.

Luck is his companion.

Gambling is his game.

Smooth as a handle on a gun.

Maverick is the name.

Wild as the wind in Oregon, blowing up a canyon, easier to tame.

Riverboat, ring your bell.

Fare thee well, Annabelle.

Luck is the lady that he loves the best.

Maverick is a legend of the West.