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Gentlemen, meet Mangler Maverick.

Hadley's hunters, Mr. Maverick.

Gentlemen, as Mr. McCabe has probably told you, I have reason to suspect that

Cherokee Evans is at large.

The reward for Evans cannot be paid the second time.

However, this gentleman says he can find him.

But... If after five days he can't and is not back in town,

I'm offering $1 ,000 for him cold or warm.

A Warner Brothers television production.

Warm.

I reckon for Sidewinder.

Oh, yes, Mr. Hadley.

I had Trigger figured the first hour he was in Hadley.

I says to myself, he'll try the bank.

Two nights later, when he tunneled into the vault, I was waiting for him.

Buried him on the bluff in view of the river.

Excuse me. The stage just coming in, Mr. Hadley, sir.

Money, McCabe.

All 50 ,000 safe and sound. She's been wearing a Winchester ever since we got

into Hadley County.

Good. We must maintain our standard of the lowest crime rate in the West.

Remember, no criminal ever escapes.

Well, that'd feel better, Sheriff, if the boys were going to chaperone that

money all the way into Three Forks instead of just to the county line.

I know how you feel, but the laws state our jurisdiction does not extend beyond

the confines of our own county.

Then what we need in this territory is a good governor to rewrite those laws.

And that man ought to be Sheriff Hadley, right, folks? I appreciate your

confidence, good people.

Where'd he come from, McCabe?

He was trying to stow away on the stage, Sheriff.

Stow away?

He's just happening to be on the stage carrying the payroll for Three Fork.

You'd better have a good reason, stranger.

You heard the sheriff, Sidewinder. Give him a good reason.

I do have an answer, Sheriff.

All right, out with it.

It's a matter of pressing circumstances. What pressing circumstances?

Circumstances... involving a billfold, pressed flatter than a mallard's instep.

Well,

why didn't you say you were impoverished, stranger?

Ain't no crime to be poor.

I'll bet you to say there ain't a man in this crowd that hasn't cast a thin

shadow once or twice.

to my saloon there. They'll pender to give you anything you want. Thank you,

Sheriff.

Oh, Deputy Smith, bring out the prisoner.

Cherokee Evans, in a just court of law, you've been found guilty of rustling,

horse stealing, and stage robbery.

I'm sending you on out to the territorial prison for execution.

Do you have any last words you'd like to say?

If you have, you best say it now, son.

I've seen it before, folks.

Often when caught red -handed, a sense of guilt overpowers a criminal, and for

short time he loses the power of speech.

Nice -looking boy, too.

These young folks never seem to calculate the wages of sin. Put him

Our sheriff has done it again, good people.

Another hardened criminal brought to his knees at the bar of justice.

Three chairs for our sheriff.

A wedding or a funeral?

Neither. A trial.

A trial?

Cherokee Evans had his trial in here last night.

In here?

I heard Hadley mention a just court of law.

Around this town, stranger, a court is just about any place Hadley makes it

Please.

The trial is short and the conviction's quick.

And the celebration starts the next morning I got me a Chinese gong for a

No serious objection to this kangaroo justice?

Objections? They love him. They figure Hadley brought law and order. They

he's gonna be the next governor.

So does Hadley. That's why he's got that little squid Copes taking down notes

for a book on his life.

Please!

Sorry.

Well, friend, this must have been a terrible, tough town before Mr. Hadley

over.

No, no, not really. The fact is, the town was kind of sleepy.

But Mr. Hadley had vision.

Crime was sweeping the West, is what he said.

Well, sir, he wasn't two hours in office before a crime was committed.

Yep, no matter what you think of the methods, one thing is certain.

Sheriff Hadley's done a job in this town.

He's cleaned up crime.

Even if he had to bring it along with him?

Don't you let nobody else hear you say that.

You'd stand a better chance getting bit by a rattlesnake with a rabies than if

your name should go into that book that little man's writing.

I thought you said that book was about his life.

It is.

It's also got every thought Hadley ever borrowed and every idea he ever stole.

It's got the life stories of all the criminals he's caught, the deputies he's

hired, and notes on just about everyone who ever looked cross -eyed at him.

For all I know, Copes may be including his favorite recipes.

Well, rest easy, mister.

I'm just a simple wayfarer, and as soon as I can gather up a couple of dollars,

I'll continue harmlessly on my way.

What you selling?

Fifty -two magic carpets.

A gambler?

Mm -hmm.

Say, did you ever play poker?

Well, I've yielded to that temptation.

Man, I'd sure like to get some pointers from you. I love the game, but I'm,

well, I'm just plain green about it.

No time like the present.

No!

We'd both wind up in Sheriff Hadley's book.

No gambling in town?

Absolutely no gambling in Hadley.

I must ask the end who goes over to La Gardena outside the county.

How far is that?

Oh, just a few miles. I'll tell you what. I'll meet you over there tonight.

Friend, you got yourself a game.

Well, we got us a new moonbeam in town, Pender.

How do you like our town, moonbeam?

Oh, nothing to complain about.

Well, I got a complaint.

I didn't see you take your hat off when the cheers was being led out there.

Well, you'll just have to excuse me. I guess I was a little too busy

Cherokee Evans being brought to his knees at the Bar of Justice.

A thinker.

A thinker ought to have his hat off.

Just so his head can grow. What do you think about that, thinker?

Well, I think you'd better get back to the zoo before they miss you.

I got a horse out back.

He's that important?

He is. Now you get on that horse and you head over the north ridge just west of

town. It's a shortcut to the Gardena Road.

I'm much obliged to you, Mr. Pender.

I've only got this watch left. No, no, no, no. You keep your watch, son.

Now, you turn Myron.

That's the horse.

You turn Myron loose when you get to Gardena. He knows his way back by

And I'll be over there tonight.

You can pay me back in poker lessons.

As my old papa used to say, if you can't fight them, then they won't let you

join them.

Best get out of the county.

alone from here, jurisdiction and like that.

See you back in town, Smitty.

These broncs ain't grasshoppers.

Now break him free.

Are you free, boy? Travel.

That's a little closer than friendship, isn't it? I had to make it look good. As

long as you know what's good and what's mean.

Someone's coming.

Yes, sir.

That was one of the most memorable chapters of my life.

Now, let's see.

Next is Wild Bill Garrison.

That's two R's, coach.

Yes, Mr. Hadley.

He was trying to smuggle a China wind across the river into Hadley.

Sneaky cuss.

Train dunge up the tracks.

What are you talking about?

Some yokel blew in before we had everything rigged.

Island out with the money.

Stage is still back there.

We got to get back to town.

That's muddy thinking, boy. We got to find out what happened first.

Jones, you know where to take that stuff.

It's the moonbeam.

Deputy Smith's been knocked cold.

Quint's been shot, and the money's gone.

Added to which, I got a little business to settle with a moonbeam. Hold it,

McCabe. I don't stand for coercing a prisoner.

Prisoner? Now, wait just a minute.

You've got it all wrong, Sheriff. I was just riding down this ridge here.

Some rider held up the stage and I came over... Oh, I understand.

Just tell me one thing.

Where's the money?

Well, there isn't any money.

Then where'd you bury it?

That's what I'm trying to tell you. There never was any money.

Oops.

I beg your pardon, sir. Would you give me your name?

Maverick.

With one ick.

Inside.

This is crime. Where's the punishment?

You'll find out, Moonbeam.

Get Albert.

Sure, boss.

I'm going to tidy up a bit, Copes. I want to be in this picture, too.

Yes, Mr. Hadley.

This is a jail?

The cells are tastefully concealed.

You see, Mr. Hadley chooses to look upon the chase as the embodiment of his

profession, and therefore he favors the decor of hunting lives. Has anyone

weighed his brain lately?

I beg your pardon? Forget it.

What am I supposed to do now?

Well, I was thinking, sir, shouldn't we decide upon a name?

A name?

Yes, I was thinking of the name Mangler Maverick. How does that strike you?

Mangler Maverick? What are you talking about?

Well, I mean something that's deadlier than just Maverick. After all, a

is a cow with no mother or father.

A remark, sir, that could send a man picking up his teeth with a rake.

Oh, no offense, Mr.

Maverick. I only meant that we need something that'll sound stronger on the

trophy wall.

Trophy walls? Mr.

Hadley's trophies.

All the men that he's captured.

Nice face.

Yeah, but there ought to be more color in the cheeks.

Black and blue, for instance.

Come along, Maverick.

Have you gotten a name yet, Copes? Uh, Mangler, Maverick.

Mangler. Yes, that sounds menacing enough.

Mangler. Give us a big scowl, Mangler.

Oh, this has gone far enough.

McCabe? Yes, Mr. Hadley.

Come on, Moonby, unless you and I go in the back room and impress each other.

Sheriff, I... If you take this orangutan off me, I'll explain something to you.

Go to the cave and explain.

Well, Sheriff, I heard you tell the people of this town that you never let a

criminal go uncaptured. Stand on my record.

Well, then how does your record stand on Cherokee Evans?

Picture's over there.

But he isn't. He's out on the loose. Now put that in your book.

Don't you include the sheriff's failures?

Mr. Cabe, Mr. Maverick has got a point there.

I most certainly do, sir.

And it's your reputation.

You think Evans broke loose and absconded with the money?

Well, that's pretty obvious, isn't it?

Maverick, what's obvious to me is that you and Evans are in this together.

Together? But I was coming into town when he was going out. And you just

happened to be stowed away on a stage carrying a chest full of money.

And you just happened to come onto a stage as he was getting loose.

Now, ask a smart man like yourself, Mr. Maverick.

Isn't that highly coincidental?

Look, boss, why don't we just hang this dude out for the bears?

However, since certain discrepancies do exist in this case, I'm extending you

one chance, Mr. Maverick. And what might that be?

Bring back Evans.

Bring back Evans? You insist you're innocent?

I'm asking you to show me.

Bring back Cherokee Evans. I'll give you five days in which to do it.

But, Sheriff, I haven't the slightest idea where he is.

You'd better have.

There's an area between your chin and chest that depends on it.

Well, what's to keep me from leaving the territory?

Coups.

Hadley's hunters, Mr. Navarro.

What's Hadley's Hunters?

Spell it out for the mangler, Mr. Copes.

I'll go get them ready.

Well, Hadley's Hunters are professional bounty hunters.

No one has ever escaped them.

But I've got no bounty on my head.

But you would if you tried to slip out of the territory.

You see, Mr.

Hadley understood the value of talent from the first.

He believes that in fiscal matters, the yield is always commensurate to the

money is expended.

What does that mean?

You get what you pay for.

They're down in the saloon right now.

Well, that sounds fair enough.

Hadley must have a bounty on Evans.

Let's go down and tell the boys there's a live one out in the cactus.

Oh, no.

Of course not.

Evans has been captured once. The bounty's been paid.

And Mr. Hadley would never think of paying for the same job twice.

Copes and Maverick, come with me. Back to your darkroom, Albert.

Hadley's Hunters, Mr. Maverick.

Gentlemen, as Mr. McCabe has probably told you, I have reason to suspect that

Cherokee Evans is at large.

The reward for Evans cannot be paid the second time.

However, this gentleman says he can find him.

But if after five days he can't and is not back in town...

I'm offering $1 ,000 for him cold or warm.

Gentlemen, meet Mangler Maverick.

And meet him close.

Fill this prescription, Mr. Maverick, in five days.

Marshal, I...

I'm Bart Maverick. I'm the name for a fellow by the name of Cherokee Evans.

Could you please tell me if you recognize his face and where he could be

No, I haven't seen him.

Well, thank you. Thank you very much.

You know who he is?

Uh, no, never saw him in my life.

Thanks. It's all right, partner.

Take a look at this fella.

You've seen around here in town

I bet you the price of a cup of coffee that you can't tell me who that is.

You win.

Want that hot and black?

I'll see you, and I'll raise you a hundred.

I'll see you.

Royal flush.

That's not a flush, it's a straight.

Ten jack, queen, king, one, just like you said.

But they gotta wear the same brand.

You can fit lead for cheating.

I don't think Mr. Pender was trying to cheat, friend.

What do you want?

Just point something out.

Go ahead.

Point.

Well, it seems to me that Mr. Pender just made a little mistake.

Well, he's not claiming the money. That's yours.

So you couldn't be cheated.

Maybe you're right.

A drink, Mr. Pender?

Thank you.

Gentlemen, thanks again.

Like I said, I'm a little green.

If a pigeon can be green.

The trouble is, with no gambling and Hadley, I never have no chance to

Make me a lifesaver, Gus, and put it on my bill. Put them both on.

Lifesaver? Fresh juice of the tomato.

Had another celebration last night.

Hey, what are you doing around here anyway?

I'm on my way back to Hadley.

You're going back to Hadley?

Can you think of another place?

The moon comes first to mind.

Now tomorrow's the fifth day. I can't even find a trace of Evans.

Why go back to Hadley?

What's in the agreement?

Agreement?

Look, that's what they was toasting last night. Success on the hunt.

What hunt?

The hunt for you.

You ain't got a chance if you go back.

Of course, come to think of it, you ain't got a chance if you run, either.

Hadley's hunters always catch up.

But there is one possibility.

What? You gotta find Evans.

Oh, no.

Mister, mind if I take another look at that picture of yours?

Trouble with me is I make snap judgments.

Never had no trouble making up my mind, but too blamed often I make it up wrong.

Yep.

Done it this time, I reckon.

Now, I ain't 100 % positive, but I'd say this is that feller who used to spark

Molly Brewster.

Molly Brewster?

Where can I find her?

She and her old man got a little spread about halfway to three -fourths.

I'm much obliged to both you boys.

Well, your time's running out, son, but good luck.

Hey, wait.

You're not going back in that game, are you?

I gotta learn sometime, ain't I?

My old pappy used to say man is the only animal that can get skinned twice.

Good luck, Mr. Bender.

Hello. How do you do, ma 'am?

Are you Miss Molly Brewster?

Yes.

I'm trying to find the whereabouts of Mr.

Cherokee Evans.

Cherokee Evans?

Yes, ma 'am. It's kind of important.

I hear something about Evans.

I'm sorry. I can't help you.

Did you say Evans?

Yes, sir. Cherokee Evans. I know a Dan Evans.

Father, please.

Ain't worth nothing, that one. I told him to stay away from here.

Now he comes back trying to borrow a horse. They're in the court, my

Please, Father.

Women, hearts of custard.

I can't tell you anything about Mr. Evans.

He's not around here anywhere.

Sorry to have troubled you, ma 'am.

I wonder what he wanted with Evans.

Most likely trying to collect the debt.

Or a reward.

There was a man at the ranch today asking about you.

Did you get rid of him?

Mm -hmm. He headed towards town.

Good.

Now, let's have that dinner, Pam. I'm just done.

Oh, it's just... Don't tell me.

T -bone steak, mashed potatoes, and fried onions.

How can you joke when someone is liable to... What's there to worry about?

Now, I know every rock in these mountains.

It's like home.

Then you won't mind if I invite myself in.

It's him.

I should have said these mounds were like the garden before the snake came.

Well, I'll just relieve you of the apple so you won't be tempted.

Say, aren't you the fellow that got off the stage when I got on?

Yeah.

That'll do for a handshake. Come on, let's go.

And what do you want with me?

Sheriff Hadley thinks I pulled the job you pulled.

If I don't get you back there before sunrise, he plans on stretching some

from here to here.

And what job did I pull?

You know as well as I do, Cherokee.

You cold -decked Deputy Smith unlocked the cuffs and then rode off with the

money.

And where'd I get the horse?

Yeah,

that will take a little thinking about.

Well, here's something else for you to think about.

Hadley has a payroll that he wants to lift.

His men let me go, and I get blamed for the job.

Well, then you blunder along and he sets you up as pigeon number two.

Now, that makes more sense than your story.

That does it that.

Then it was one of Hadley's apes who pulled that job.

Deputy Jones wasn't just a guess.

Now you get the picture.

A picture with a frame for two.

Hadley's been pulling these robberies for months and sending other people up

the jobs.

How come none of the victims have ever tried to appeal his case, Cherokee?

Simple. Hadley spikes their meals with alum.

Your mouth gets so puckered up that it takes a whole day before you can even

whisper.

And the name's Dan.

Cherokee was Coke's idea.

I know what you mean.

Meet Mangler Maverick.

In sunnier times, I'm Bart.

What's Hadley got against you?

Well, I guessed out loud that those deputies, Smith Jones and our friend

Looked an awful lot like the Elder Brothers.

Word got back to Hadley, and that sold my saddle. The Elder Brothers?

You mean the outlaws?

Yeah, they were very much sought after back in Kansas.

Uh -huh.

Dan, look down there.

Well,

there's the bounty hunters following your trail.

They weren't supposed to start till tomorrow morning.

Well, Hadley has his own set of rules.

Molly, you get your horse and circle back through Alamos Canyon.

Bart and I will be safe as long as we stay in these mountains. Hey, wait a

minute. Where's that going to get us?

Maybe you have a better idea.

Maybe. You say those elder boys are wanted in Kansas?

That means there must be a reward out on them.

A thousand dollars a brother.

And that doesn't sound like an idea.

They're in Hadley.

We can't get to Hadley sitting on our thumbs.

What do you say?

How are we going to prove anything, even in Hadley?

You know anything about the black book Copes keeps for Hadley?

You'll find Evans in it under E.

You want to gamble, you'll find Elder in it under the same letter.

It's too risky, Dad.

Well, it's better than hiding out forever.

It's worth a gamble.

If you say so.

I'll need your horse.

Good luck, Mr. Maverick.

Thank you, ma 'am.

There they go yonder.

Well, boys, let's gather them in.

See you in town, Moonbeam.

It's no use. We've done everything but climb a tree and we still can't shake

him.

How far is town?

Five miles. Why?

Go climb that tree.

Come back soon, huh?

Pender! Pender, come over here.

How'd you get here without caskets? You wouldn't believe it.

We need help.

Come on in.

I'll get a drink.

Help yourself.

If you're planning for the future, we ain't got a harp in the place. We just

want to know two things. Where does Copes live, and have you got a gun

here? Well, the first is easy. He lives at the Hadley Arms on the second floor.

Now, for the other, what's wrong with your guns? We came through a sandy

The cylinder's frozen. The cartridges are soaked.

We ain't got no artillery around here.

Except... No, I wouldn't help you none.

Anything will help us.

Well, there was a little fella who used to ride with the bounty hunters. They

kicked him out because he kept falling off his horse. He left his gun to cover

barbell. It's right over here.

Oh, thank you.

What is that?

It's called a mule's foot or something. It's got a range about half the distance

of the recoil.

You can't hit nothing with it, but I guarantee you one thing.

Ain't a man can walk against the muzzle blast.

Well, thanks, Mr. Pender. It's better than a beer bottle.

Come on, Evans.

All right, time to get up, little man. Time to get up.

Wait. Get up.

Get up.

It's better now.

Suppose you let us see the sheriff's book.

No, no, no. Mr. Hadley would never allow that.

Look, Mr. Copes, I could pull the trigger on this thing and I'd just smoke

to death.

Get that book.

you can find out, Dan.

Now back to the bed, sir.

Go on.

Now just sit down right against the edge.

Here it

is.

Believing the measure of a man is ability, I decided to offer the Elder

a chance to serve the people of Hadley County.

with the same devotion they had rendered in Kansas.

Open your mouth.

In order to protect them from the clamor of their faithful following, I

suggested the names of Smith, Jones, and McCabe.

All right, that does it. Come on.

You missed him.

I couldn't have missed him.

We'd better split up. I'll lead them off. We'll both lead them off. Now

there's $3 ,000 reward in that book.

You get back to La Gardena and spread the word.

Good luck.

One more step and I'll blast you.

Put that smudge pot down, Moonbeam. You couldn't hit your foot with that thing.

I reckon you make a deep wound.

I think a bullet will draw the poison.

Drop it, Hadley.

We met this fellow up the trail.

He read us a bedtime story out of this book.

Appears we've been smoothing out the hills looking for the wrong men.

Gather them up.

That's one E, Coates.

Yes, Mr. Maverick.

I was tired, apprehensive, and frankly, I had the confidence and courage of a

chicken.

The only honest particle of West I ever heard.

Folks, I propose a toast to Mr. Maverick. Let's make this a real

What do you say?

Who is the tall, dark stranger there?

Maverick is the name.

Riding the trail to who knows where, luck is his companion, Campton is his

Smooth as a handle on a gun, Maverick is the name.

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

is a legend of the West.

Rebel, I'll ring your bell.

Farewell, Annabelle.

Luck is a lady that he loves the best.

That's to New Orleans.

Living on Jackson, Queens.

Maverick is a legend of the West.