All language subtitles for Maverick s02e01 The Day They Hanged Bret Maverick

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I'm sorry.

See this guy over here.

You ready to ride into town tonight?

Hey, Maverick, how much do you weigh?

98 pounds.

$10 says he won't, and $10 says he will.

Oh, you're making a bad bet, Stan. If he
never said where he hid that $40 ,000

all through the trial, why should he up
and say it now?

Because no man's going to meet his maker
with a thing like that on his

conscience. That's why.

Providing, of course, he's got a
conscience.

Mr. Maverick?

Yeah?

Looks like you've got important company
coming.

The mayor and the whole Alcatown
Council's heading this way.

See anything that looks like a pardon?

You've got a good sense of humor.

Yeah. Be the death of me yet.

Howdy, Mayor.

Howdy, Sheriff. Howdy, Jen.

Howdy, Mr.

Maverick.

Well, sir, Mr.

Maverick, that is, me and this citizen
committee don't want to take up too much

of your time because you ain't got too
much to take up.

Don't tell me.

You've come here to appeal to my better
nature.

Let me clear my conscience by telling
you where the money is hid, right?

That's right.

Mr. Mayor, doesn't it stand to reason
that if I could tell you where the money

was, I would have done it at the trial
where it might have saved my neck?

You might have figured, do you more harm
than good right about then.

Now, sir, Mr. Maverick, we figure
there's a little good in the worst of

And if you was to really understand how
that money you took from Wells Fargo was

put in there by innocent people, widows
and orphans even, well, sir, we figure

you'd feel better going to your reward
if you was to know them poor

was going to get their money back.

That's true.

And I do feel better knowing that, Mr.
Mayor.

Well, then you have decided to tell.

I couldn't do that, but you don't have
to worry too much about those poor

unfortunates. You see, Wells Fargo takes
the responsibility for any money they

handle, and they'll pay back the widows
and orphans.

Well, how about all the trouble that's
going to cause the company?

But I reckon you don't give a hang for
that.

Mr. Mayor, if anybody ever gave a hang
for the trouble they've caused, it's me.

But I still can't tell you where the
money is because I still didn't steal

Them's your last words, huh?

Pretty close to it, I guess.

No use, boys. He's just incorrigible.

Good night, Mr. Lloyd.

Good night, Mayor.

Hey, don't forget, 9 a .m. in the
morning.

Oh, well, I'll be looking forward to it.

Maverick, I wish you had have been more
cooperative. It gives the town kind of a

funny feeling hanging a man that's so
unfriendly.

You mean to say this is the first time
you've strung up the wrong man?

Oh, no.

I mean, yes.

What I mean is this is the first time
we've strung up any man legal.

Oh, we had our share of lynchings, yeah,
but we're doing this right with a fair

trial and a legal execution, modern
equipment, progress.

And so what happens?

You come along and throw a damper on the
whole thing by holding out on the

money. I'm sure sorry to be a wet
blanket.

But that's trouble with innocent men.

They're just no fun at a hanging.

Innocent? Yeah.

Well, be that as it may, you got a
breakfast coming at 7 a .m. The town

says you can have just anything you
want.

Deed, that is.

I couldn't eat breakfast at 7 a .m. on
any morning.

Let alone tomorrow.

You've outdone yourself.

Yeah, I guess maybe I did.

But I've been trying to put myself in
your place.

I wish you were, Sheriff.

What I mean is, I can understand how a
man could be tempted by all that money

and how he could be weak enough to steal
for it, scared enough to kill for it,

and careless enough to get caught at it.
Now, that's all human.

It is?

Yeah, it is.

But... How a man could know where all
that money's at and just leave it there

rot to where it won't do nobody no good?
Now, that ain't human.

It isn't? No.

And you know what I think?

I think that's a worse crime than
anything else you did.

You do?

Yeah.

Now, Maverick, I'm probably the last
living person that you're ever going to

a chance to talk to.

So why don't you just tell me what
you've done with the money?

Now, what'd be the harm?

Well, what'd be the good?

Well, it'd do me a lot of good, turning
up that $40 ,000.

Oh, it ain't the $5 ,000 reward that I'm
thinking of. Far from it.

It's just that... Well, I'll tell you
what I'll do.

I'll sign a paper with you saying that
that reward money will go to just

that you want to name.

Kind of a legacy like. Now, how'd you
like that?

Would I get a copy of that paper?

Sure you would.

To keep the rest of my life?

Yeah, you could keep it for... Maverick,
you act like you don't trust me.

Well, nothing of the kind, Sheriff.

Uh, this brother of yours, you know, the
one that you said could prove that you

wasn't hearing Hallelujah that night?
Now, he could certainly use the 5 ,000,

couldn't he?

Why don't you think about him?

Well, I have been thinking about him,
Sheriff.

I've been thinking about how we tossed a
coin, see who'd go east and who'd go

west.

Thinking about how he'd be here instead
of me if that coin'd come up tails.

Would it look like that? He doesn't need
my money, Sheriff.

And you do know where the money's at.

Well, I guess it's kind of foolish to
keep saying I don't.

I may as well loan up.

After all, three men saw me take it.

But no one saw me hide it.

No.

That's my little secret.

Yeah.

And I'm keeping it.

Maverick, that is the orneriest honking
attitude that I ever heard of.

Well, I guess I got kind of a mean
streak, Sheriff.

But I hid that money good. And if I
can't have it, nobody can.

Oh, Maverick, you just ought to be
ashamed.

Forty...

Can you imagine what a man could do with
all that money?

Yeah.

And the best part of it is, it's all in
small bills, just like they said at the

trial.

Fives, tens, and twenties. So easy to
spend.

Yeah.

That's my last little joke on the world,
Sheriff.

Because when they hang me,

Somebody's sure gonna be out $40 ,000.

I guess that's about all the breakfast I
want, Sheriff.

You got a good cigar to top it off?

About that $40 ,000.

Yeah, Sheriff?

How would you like to tell me where that
money's at?

If I could fix it so you wouldn't have
to hang.

I don't see how you could do that,
Sheriff. There's not more than an hour

to go.

I'm not apt to get a new trial.

Nobody ever said I was going to get off
easy if I talked.

That ain't what I mean.

Take a look at them biellas out there in
the courtyard.

No, thanks. I've seen it.

Well, then, you seen how we got that
tarpaulin draped all around the bottom

the platform?

Yeah, that's very pretty.

Well, that was put there because the
ladies of the town thought it would make

much neater hanging if nobody was to see
the body a -dangling once it dropped

through the trap.

It? Yeah, you.

Now, once I spring that trap, you drop
out of sight, don't you?

Yeah. Supposing you was to hit something
soft underneath there.

Something that'd break your fall before
you break your neck.

Yeah.

Now, the coroner's the only one that's
authorized to go in underneath there.

He just cuts you loose from that rope
and comes out and pronounces you dead.

But I'm not.

No. Then him and me, we'd dump you into
a box and cart you out of town and bury

you.

Alive? Oh, of course not.

We'd bury the box.

But you ain't in it.

I like it.

$40 ,000 worth?

Less $5 ,000.

What do you mean? I need money to get
across the border.

That still leaves $35 ,000 for you and
the coroner.

$35 ,000.

But there's one thing wrong with it.

What's that?

The coroner.

He ain't in on it.

But I think you'll go along all right.
You see, he owes me a favor.

I got him his job.

He'll go along for me and the money.

Fine, fine, but what if he won't go
along?

Oh, he'll go along.

No, sir, I won't go along.

But, Ollie, there's $35 ,000 in it.

It's a lot of money.

It's more than that.

But it isn't worth it.

See here, Chick, you and me, we got a
stake in this town. What's more, we live

in it.

Supposing someone was to find out?

How would anybody find out?

Supposing someone was to peek under the
top and see what we were up to?

Well, there's only the invited
witnesses, and they won't be here for

hour yet.

You just tell them that Maverick's dead,
and I'll clear the courtyard.

You'll clear the courtyard?

It's too risky.

We've only 40 minutes. We would have had
to put something soft under there for

him to land on.

There just isn't time.

There's a shack out in the courtyard
where I keep extra mattresses and

for the jail here. Now, you could be
putting some of them up under the trap.

Why, of course you. You got every right
to be fooling around with them gallows,

testing the rope and making sure the
trap will work and all.

No, sir.

I'm not going to do it.

Ollie.

$35 ,000.

That's a lot of money.

And I say it's worth the risk.

And I say it's not.

Ollie, you listen to me.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Good morning, Mayor.

Gentlemen, I was just telling Ollie here
a bit early, ain't you?

I'm hanging in for a half hour yet.
Well, we thought we'd pay our last

to Mr. Maverick here, share his last few
moments with him.

Then, if he felt like he wanted to tell
us something before he asked to leave

us... You're wasting your time. I'm not
talking.

Well, son, we got it to waste.

Of course, if you don't want to do any
talking, we don't have to talk.

I'll just sit here and listen to that
old clock on the wall tick, tick,

I'd better go get the wagon, Chick.

Did you make a deal with the coroner?

I don't know. Maybe you better tell me
now.

Where's the money?

Looks like I'm taking it with me,
Sheriff.

Says he's got nothing to say.

Guess that's it.

What'd I tell you? He never said a word.

Pretty mean trick.

All that money gone to waste.

You gotta give him credit, though. He
took it real nice.

I never seen a neater hanging.

Hey, here he comes now.

Come on, boys, let's give him a
standoff. Good, let's go.

Oh,

hold on there. What's going on? Where do
you think you're going?

We thought we'd tag along to the
graveyard, Chick.

Why, you ought to be ashamed of
yourself.

Huh?

How's that?

Why, this fellow we got in the box here
is nothing but a low -down thief and

killer. A no -good, unrepentant sinner
right up until the very end.

Sheriff's right, boys.

Now, me and Mr. Poole here, we gotta go
along, because that's our job.

But this man here, he don't deserve no
last rites, no ceremony, no sir.

Sheriff's making sense, boys.

Seems to me the town of Hallelujah can
show its respect for law and order by

staying away from this man's funeral.

Setting an example for other towns, too.

You tell him, Mayor. And as far as I'm
concerned, anybody that shows his face

out there at that graveyard ain't a darn
sight better than he was.

Oh, Chick.

Inspector's right, though.

No, I didn't want to go anyhow.

That's a spirit, boys. Come on, Ollie,
and let's get this over with.

No

tricks,

Maverick. No tricks, sir.

Say, you said some pretty unkind things
about me back there. A man likes to feel

like he's better thought of after he's
gone.

I know one thing. I'll feel better after
you're gone. We got no time to waste

now. Them diggers is waiting. So come
on, give us a hand.

Help us with that log. It's just about
your size.

Come on.

Won't weigh the same.

Oh, hush, will you? You can act like
you're helping them carry the box, can't

you? Then if they notice any difference
in the weight, they'll think that you're

making up the difference.

Now, come on. I'm making it. Yes, yes.

Put them blankets in there.

There. That's nice.

Nail her down now, Ollie.

You stand over there.

What are you going to do with him?

I'm going to keep him right here till
after you bury that box and come back at

nightfall with an extra horse.

Then he's going to take us to money.

And if anybody asks where I am, you tell
them and I rode over to the county seat

to file a report.

I still say it's too risky.

Will you get going?

Yes.

Now you just stand over there and keep a
-looking at this gun.

Oh, Sheriff, I gotta hand it to you.
That was one mighty smart stunt.

Smart? You mean slipping you out of town
like that?

Oh, well, that too, but getting rid of
the coroner, that was even better.

Now there's just you and me and no need
to split your share with him.

Well, how do you figure that?

Well, isn't that what you had in mind,
let me escape? Escape?

Well, yeah, after you get the money.

No need for you to wait here for him to
get back with the horses.

You get your money and I'm on my way to
the border before nightfall.

You tell him I got away and he can't
tell different and you got $35 ,000 all

yourself. Sheriff, that was real smart
of you.

Yeah.

But there's just one thing that I ain't
got figured.

What's that?

How both you and me is going to get that
money with only the one horse.

Riding double, it's not far.

I buried it the first chance I got. I
figure it's less than five miles due

of here.

I don't think I like that riding double.

Don't that kind of put me to a
disadvantage?

Well, no, sir, no.

I'll sit in the saddle, and you get up
behind.

Oh, no.

No, you sit in the saddle, and I'll get
up behind.

Anything you say, Sheriff. I'll just get
up first. No, I'll get up first, and

you just stand over there by that rock
with your back to me, remembering that

this gun is on you just every second.
Now, go on.

All right, Sheriff.

After you.

you come here and climb aboard.

Put your left foot in that stirrup. Wing
your right leg over this saddle horn

here. And don't kick me with it. No
tricks.

Kick you?

Because if you do, I'm going to blow
your head off.

What would I want to kick you for,
Sheriff?

You're the man who got my neck out of a
noose. Believe me, I'm only too happy.

That looks real nice.

It sure does. And let's hope that that's
the last of him.

Chick, what are you doing here?

Oh, I just stopped by to make sure there
was no slip -ups.

All right, boys.

Go on home now. Go on.

What happened?

Where's Maverick?

He got away, Ollie.

Oh, my stars.

I'll swear he's quicker than a cat and
slipper than a snake. Well, I just

my eyes off him long enough to blink and
he jumped me.

He stole my horse.

He got away, Ollie.

He's gone.

He's gone for good. We're ruined. We're
ruined, Jake. What did I tell you? We're

finished. Oh, no such a thing.

Now what's going to happen?

What if somebody sees him running around
alive?

But they won't. He's got too much sense
for that. He knows that if he gets

himself spotted anywhere, he's still got
to hang.

So he don't dare show his face nowhere.

He's just going to get that money and
duck across that border quick, and you

say scat.

Why did I ever let you talk me into this
chick?

Oh, snap out of it, Ollie. He got away,
yes, but nobody's none the wiser.

He ain't gonna tell nobody what we done,
and we certainly ain't gonna tell.

So all we're out's the $35 ,000.

A lot of money.

Jeff. Come out here quick. What is it,
Ollie?

Something you've got to see. Hurry.

Your turn, Henry. I'll be right back.

She says she's Maverick's widow.

What? You heard me.

Now what's going to happen?

Ollie, take it easy. What can she do?

What can she do?

She can claim his body. That's what she
can do.

I'm the sheriff.

I'm the coroner.

Did we understand somebody to say that
you was Mr.

Maverick's widow?

Why, yes.

I hope I won't be unwelcome here,
sheriff, because of that.

Mercy sakes, no.

And what is it that you want in our
town?

Well, the first thing I want is to visit
my husband's grave.

And the second thing? Mrs.

Maverick, I'm the mayor.

And speaking for all the people, I hope
you understand how we... Well, all we've

done is what we had to do.

Of course I understand.

He didn't say nothing about having no
wife.

No, no.

He didn't.

He was probably trying to protect my
name.

He wasn't all bad, you know.

Yes, ma 'am.

There's a little good in the worst of
us.

Now if you'll just show me where he is.

I'll take you there myself, ma 'am.

It's a nice shady spot, peaceful and
serene. A man couldn't want a better

resting place. I remember him saying,
I've come to the end of my trail.

My wandering days is over. Just lay me
to rest here in hallelujah and don't

never move me. Yes, yes.

How very like him.

Right this way, ma 'am.

Is there anything we can do for you,
Mrs. Maverick? After all, we feel kind

responsible.

No. No, thank you, ma 'am.

Forgive me.

I know I shouldn't shed any tears over
him.

There, there. Now, ma 'am, we
understand.

But try to look at it like this.

He ain't really gone. He's just away.

What do you mean by that?

It's just a way of speaking.

Still, I wish there was something we
could do for you.

Be innocent victim of his
transgressions.

By gum come to think of it, there is.

There is?

Yes. When your husband was caught, he
had a $1 ,000 bill pinned right inside

his coat. And it wasn't no part of that
Wells Fargo money, neither. It was his.

So I guess that makes it yours now.

Thank you, Mayor. You're very kind.

But I couldn't accept it.

You see...

Every penny my husband ever owned was
stolen money.

Every penny?

I'm afraid so.

Well, we had no idea.

And since I never took a cent of that
money while he lived, I certainly

take it now.

Yes, ma 'am, we understand.

Counsel was thinking of using that money
to build a better jail.

It could be kind of a monument to your
husband, ma 'am.

I think I like that, Mayor.

Yes.

I think Cliff would have liked it, too.

Cliff! Excuse me, ma 'am.

Who's he?

Oh, I sort of let that slip, didn't I?

But you've all been so kind, so
generous.

Well, I think you ought to know the
truth.

That certainly can't hurt my husband
now.

He was a bad man, and he used many
names.

Brett Maverick was just one of them.

His real name was Cliff Sharp.

Cliff Sharp?

Cliff Sharp, the man who's got a price
on his head all over Texas, New Mexico,

Arizona. Yes, Sheriff.

The same man that's buried there under
the name of Brett Maverick. Well, what

you know? Did you hear that?

What? What? Having him buried here will
put this town on the map.

But he's not buried here. Now what's
going to happen?

Come on, quick. What is it this time,
Holmes? Hurry up. There's something

got to see.

I'll be right back, Stanley. Your turn.

No.

He wouldn't dare.

You see? You see?

Now what's going to happen?

It's him, I tell you. It's him.

It can't be.

He's dead and buried.

Sure he is.

There's something we can do for you,
mister?

Yeah.

Is this the town that...

my brother, Brent Maverick?

Yeah, I reckon it is.

I just wanted a good look at the men who
said they saw my brother do that

killing.

Where are they?

I was one of them.

Me too, I guess.

So was I.

You can look me in the face and say it
was him you saw?

Well, no, I ain't so sure.

Maybe you think it was me, huh?

Well, might have been. You look just
like him. No, I don't.

I look a little like him.

Brother Brett was taller than I am.

Better looking, too.

Just what are you trying to prove,
mister?

That this town hung an innocent man.

These witnesses can't say whether it was
him or me they saw.

So their testimony isn't worth a can of
beans.

Lots of folks look like us mavericks.

I came here to clear my brother's name
so I can go on looking like I do.

Without fear of being hanged.

Now, just a minute, Mr. Maverick, or
whatever you call yourself.

It just so happens we know we got the
right man.

You do? How?

Because his widow's come to town and
told us.

My... My brother's widow?

Yes.

And she also told us who your brother
really is.

She did?

And who is he really?

As if you didn't know.

Mr. Sharp.

Mr. who? Don't try to deny it.

Your brother's name was Cliff Sharp.

Is that what she told you?

Yeah.

Maybe we just better hold you till we
find out if you're wanted for something.

Now, gents, take it easy.

Can't blame a man for trying to clear
his brother's name.

Even if his brother was Cliff Sharp.

Well... By the way, I...

I haven't seen my sister -in -law in
quite a while. Could you tell me where I

could find her? She left town on the
southbound stage about a half hour ago.

I guess I could catch up.

I won't be bothering you folks again.

I guess you know how I felt, losing a
brother that way.

Bad as he was, he was always good to me.

I always say, there's a little good in
the worst of us.

Hey, mister.

I think you're fooling me. Ain't none
wearing that little mustache.

I know who you really are.

Shall we turn around and tell the
people?

No, no. Get out of town.

Now, what's going to happen?

I usually like to know the people that I
travel with.

But in his case, it can wait.

My name is Richards, Brad Richards.

How do you do?

I'm going all the way to El Paso. How
far are you going?

Not that far.

Your husband?

Hardly.

Father?

He was there when I got on it.
Hallelujah. He hasn't opened his eyes.

I'm sure if he had, he sure wouldn't
have closed them.

Now, see here, Mr. Richard.

I'm a married woman.

I'm on my way to Santa Fe to join my
husband, and I feel no need for

conversation.

Well, ma 'am, you don't understand.

The stage line once tried to hire me
just to carry on conversations with

on these long, dull trips.

They did?

No, ma 'am, they didn't.

Do you spell your name with one T or
two?

With no T's, Mr. Richard.

It's Clifford. Mrs. Molly Clifford.

How do you do?

Oh, no.

Separate checks, please. Leave it,
Wendy.

Molly, this is my treat.

Brad, paying my bills wasn't part of the
bargain.

But I want to.

I'm still a married woman.

What difference does that make?

I still believe in paying my way.

All right. You willing to gamble?

Just what do you have in mind?

Cut the cards. High card paid.

Oh, no.

Don't forget, I've seen those card
tricks of yours.

No trick. You shuffle, you cut.

Queen.

Deuce.

You lose, Molly. You pay.

You amaze me. You really do.

How's that?

Well, I thought surely you'd try to
impress me by cutting the high card and

paying the check.

But you didn't.

I'm even more impressed.

Well, as my pappy always said, there's
more than one way to please a lady.

May I tell you something very personal?

Sure, what is it?

I've been thinking about it all day.

You're just not the type to wear a
mustache.

What? Oh, well, you see, I grew this so
I wouldn't look so young.

I have a nerve, haven't I?

What right do I have to start changing
you?

Every right.

As long as you don't change yourself.

Better not come in, Brad.

But we'll be in Santa Fe tomorrow.

I know.

Won't be any fun going the rest of the
way without you.

Not for me staying in Santa Fe.

Brad, I never dreamed four days could
slip by so fast.

It doesn't have to end here, you know.

Molly. Good night, Brad.

Brad, take me with you.

Is that what you want?

Yes, I'm sure of it now.

And your husband?

I don't want to go back to him, not now.

Not ever?

No. He's no good, Brad. Not for me, nor
for himself.

Good or bad, Molly, you owe him an
explanation.

I can't thank him. I'm afraid of him.

Afraid?

I'll be with you.

You will?

Yes. I don't have to go to El Paso
tomorrow.

We can wait.

We'll pay for him together.

We'll have to sooner or later.

Suddenly it's all become very serious,
hasn't it?

Disappointing.

I don't know.

Maybe I wasn't thinking very clearly.
Maybe I didn't want to.

All I know is I saw something I wanted
and I didn't care what it cost.

You once told me you believed in paying
your way.

If that's what you want.

We'll face him together.

See anybody you know?

He won't be here to meet me, if that's
what you mean.

Our place is small. My husband works it
by himself.

It's a mile out of town.

I'll rent a buggy.

No

time

to change your mind, Brad.

Now we've come this far, let's get it
over with.

All right.

Whatever you say.

Now get your hands up high.

What's wrong, Molly? You are.

You got out of character when you turned
noble last night, insisted on seeing my

husband. You're not the noble type.

Got me all wrong, Molly. Not now, I
haven't.

I figure you for a lawman.

You caught up with that stage after I
left Hallelujah. Somehow you knew it

wasn't Cliff Sharp they buried.

So all you had to do was get close to
his wife, wasn't it? And stay close till

took you to him. I can explain.

Explain it to Cliff.

Now, wait a minute.

How's he going to take it when he hears
you ready to ditch him and run off with

me? Who's he going to believe?

I've brought you to him with a gun in
your ribs.

Cliff? Cliff, come out here.

Cliff?

and use it.

You're doing fine, Molly. Just stay
neutral.

You didn't use that gun when it would
have been easy. I don't think you'll use

it now.

Thanks.

Now we can get started back to
Hallelujah.

No.

You've got to believe me.

I never had anything to do with Cliff
stealing.

The only wrong thing I ever did was to
go there and try and make them believe

was Cliff they buried.

Even that was his idea.

He thought he saw a way to make the law
stop looking for him.

It sounded that way from the story you
told.

Hanging me for one of his crimes was
good.

Burying me for all of them was even
better.

Now we're going to go back and dig me
up.

What will they do to me?

They might go easier if we went back
with the $40 ,000.

Look, Molly, I know it's here somewhere.
I'm going to find it.

It's inside the house.

That's better.

There's still some reward money out.

And I'm entitled to some of it.

I was hanged for it.

Ben, come on out here.

Arlene, now get a hold of yourself.
What's up?

Oh, come on.

Your turn will be right back.

Doctor's mustache.

Now what's going to happen?

4 ,970, 4 ,980, 4 ,990,

5 ,000 even.

And you already got your $1 ,000 bill
back, so that makes us all square.

Here you are, Mr. Maverick.

I sure hope this makes up some for all
the trouble we caused you.

It's going to help, Mayor.

It's going to help a lot.

5, 10, and 20.

Just the way we like them, right,
Sheriff?

What are you going to do about Mrs.
Sharp?

Oh, she's going to have to stand trial.

What for?

Why, for telling us she was Cliff
Sharp's widow. That was a lie.

Not anymore.

Oh, yeah.

And if it hadn't been for her telling
the truth, I'd have had to stay buried

the rest of my life.

Well, I don't know what she's guilty of,
but I know she's guilty of something.

And she's got to stand trial.

Well, would you see that she gets a good
lawyer?

Why, sure, Mr. Maverick.

I'd like to leave you with one last
thought.

If it hadn't been for those two crooks
you have behind bars there, this whole

town would have been guilty of hanging
an innocent man.

So remember, Mayor, there's a little
good in the worst of us.

Now what's going to happen?

Driving the trail to who knows where.
Luck is his companion.

Camping 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 a lady that he loved the best.

Massachusetts, New Orleans, living on
Jackson, Queens.

Maverick is the legend of the West.

Riverboat, ring your bell.

Farewell, Annabelle. Buck is the lady
that he loves the best.

Massachusetts, New Orleans, living on
Jackson, Queens.

Maverick is the legend of the West.

Maverick. is a legend of the land.