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So there was three miserable cattlemen and big bruisers, too,

looking for trouble.

Well, sheep man never backed away from a cattleman yet.

Just what are you yokels trying to pull on me?

Can't imagine what you're talking about, Shank.

A Warner Brothers television production.

When the railroads came west, there was friendly rivalry between the towns to

which one would get railroad service.

But with that indomitable spirit of good old American tradition and fair play,

these disputes were settled with logic and patience.

Of course, logic sometimes had to be backed up with bullets.

On the other hand, there were towns that had a different sort of battle in

trying to bring the railroad their way.

Silver Hill, for example.

Blast it hot.

You don't know what heat is.

Why, I mind the time in Furnace Valley when the body didn't need to build a

to make coffee. You just set the coffee pot out on the sand.

First trip out here, huh?

Yes.

Mine too.

The last, I hope.

You can quit your griping now.

Silver Hill's exactly one mile away.

Exactly? How can you be so sure?

Of course. Ernie just threw away his whiskey bottle. That's how.

It happens every time.

Take a look.

Must be a pretty powerful drinker.

No, no. Just one bottle on that pile for each trip he's made from Denver to

Silver Hill.

One bottle a month.

What kind of a town is this, Silver Hill?

Oh, mess of people, mess of buildings, messing up the countryside.

Not so many people left there now, though. Not since the silver mine

out.

Silver Hill just ahead!

A drink at the Nugget Saloon will taste mighty good.

That's right.

Maybe two.

Great Jehoshaphat!

The whole town!

It's plum disappeared!

Hey, old towner.

You see what I see?

I don't see what you don't see.

Silver Hill. It is gone.

Plum wiped off the map.

You mean Silver Hill's supposed to be down there in the valley?

It was the last time I was here. Things like this just don't happen. I've heard

of people disappearing and those pack rats that steal little things. But a

town, look.

A town doesn't disappear.

You've made a mistake, that's all.

Silver Hill's probably over the next hill.

Mister, I've made this trip dozens of times.

I tell you, there's no mistake.

The town is gone.

He's right. And I'm not going to stay around a place like this. I'm heading

for Denver, and I'm going to report that to the marshal. Are you coming?

Don't you think we ought to go down there and look around first?

Mister, if you tell me there's a hundred Indians down there.

I'd go a -charging and a -hooping down there with a gun in both hands.

But a man can't fight this spooky business.

Well, are you coming?

I rode into Silver Hill just a month ago.

There was a railroad man named Shanks with us.

And there was this here gambling fellow.

What was his name again?

What?

What?

Sure, young fella, I'm... mind the time in Furnace Valley when it was so hot I

had to build a fire to cool down my dinner.

Would you two gentlemen care for a friendly

game?

It'll help pass the time.

Those, sir, are the devil's pasteboards.

Oh, no, sir. They're mine.

Hard playing is a vice which I do not indulge in.

It's hardly a vice. It's provided me with a very good livelihood.

You mean you're a professional gambler?

Aren't we all?

You buy land for the railroad, I understand.

Isn't that gambling of a sort?

I see no connection between legitimate business and shameful gambling.

on a button, Ernie.

Anybody care for smoke?

I do not gamble, sir, nor smoke, nor drink.

Do you have any vices?

I am a businessman.

You know, I can understand a railroad man coming to Silver Hill with the

railroad on its way.

But it beats me why a gambler would go up there.

In Denver, two weeks ago, I won the Silver Hill mine.

From Mort Stubbins?

Mm -hmm. Pretty good thing, I'm told.

It was a pretty good thing, you mean, till it petered out two months ago.

No silver?

No, not a sliver. Why, all the miners has left town, too. The only ones that's

left's the town folks.

And if they hadn't been for the railroad coming in, they'd have skedaddled, too.

That mine is the reason we routed the railroad to Silver Hill.

Too late to change now, ain't it?

Oh, I suppose so.

Not much, but it's got a saloon.

Oh, I'd say you needed a drink real bad.

What I need is a guardian.

Uh, friends, I wonder if you'd, uh, well, uh, sort of not mention to the

people of Silver Hill that I'm here to represent the railroad?

Afraid you might jack up the land prices?

Well, something like that. Oh, I pay fair prices, but not exorbitant ones.

Let us say that I'm a... A mining speculator.

Well, I was taken by a citizen of Silver Hill, so I guess turnabout is fair

play.

Your secret's safe with me.

I'm headed for the Nugget. You gents care to join me for a drink? Oh, thanks.

As I told you, I do not invite.

Mr. Shanks, you don't drink, or you don't smoke, you don't gamble.

My Uncle Beauregard used to tell me about those things.

It's obvious you failed to take his avuncular advice.

On the contrary, sir.

I've obeyed him to the letter.

prepared to give you $500 for your property.

Mr. Shanks, you are whistling up the rain spout.

I beg your pardon.

Now, just a minute, Maggie. My father paid $2 ,000 for this land, and we are

about to be swindled out of it.

Swindled?

Well, really?

There ain't no cause for you to insult the gentleman, daughter.

Daddy, this gentleman's insulted us.

$500?

Right. We cleared more than that last year just raising vegetables for the

miners on it.

Well, that's just the point. The miners have gone, and your land isn't worth

what it was.

But the railroad's coming through here.

Surely they'll give us a fair price.

Mr. Bradford, I have it on good authority that the railroad is going to

Silver Hill.

Well, if that's true, then why do you want the land?

Well, I'm a mining speculator.

There could be more silver in the neighborhood.

I'm willing to chance it.

Do you accept?

What are you in such a rush for?

My dear young lady, in my business, time is money.

But I'm not rushing you. Talk it over with your father.

Take your time.

Within reason, that is. Say, 24 hours.

We'll talk it over, Mr. Shanks, and we'll let you know.

Oh, uh...

By the way, who are the other major landowners in Silver Hill?

Well, there's Jake Moody and Lem Barker, George Smith,

Jeb Ryan.

I'm Jake Moody. Lem Barker. George Smith.

Jeb Ryan.

Paul Maverick. I warn you, Maverick, we're all a little short of cash.

I don't have too much of the long green myself.

But we're all landowners, so if you'll accept IOUs against our property, that's

fine by me. Well, we've heard this railroad land agent be coming here

soon, so I guess we'll be safe. That is, if you're lucky enough to win.

Well, I'll take that chance.

Good deal, sir.

Mighty nice of you to let me bunk in with you like this. Oh, it's my

My wife would kill me if I got in this late after playing poker most of the

night. I'd have been different if I'd won, though.

You do have the face of some type.

She's a lot easier to handle when the sun's shining. Aren't they all?

You know, I never saw so much luck in a poker game before.

You won 10 % of my land, 15 % of Smiths and Barker's, and 20 % of Ryan's.

You own quite a share in this town.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Oh, put that gun away, you crook.

Oh, see here.

I ran into some friends of mine tonight by the name of Bradford.

You ought to be ashamed of yourself trying to cheat honest, decent folks

Sam Bradford and his daughter.

Well, that daughter can look after herself.

Anyway, the offer I made to them is perfectly legal. They don't have to

it. And they ain't going to accept it, neither, not after I told them who you

really were.

You didn't. I sure did, and the word will spread. Now you'll have to pay fair

prices. Why, you no -coward.

It's quite an argument they're having next door.

You keep your nose out of my business. Don't you tell me to keep my nose out of

your business.

There's Shang's voice.

Who? Shang's land agent for the railroad.

That feller?

He's been telling everybody that he's a mining speculator.

So he could buy land cheaper.

Why, that miserable cheapskate.

Here.

Let me listen, too.

Well, it is none of your business. You're not going to make a fool out of

friends. I can't make out what's being said.

Neither can I.

Here, I'll fix that.

Works like a doctor's stethoscope.

Why don't you take your leg in like a man, Shanks? You know you've got to have

land for your railroad right here in Silver Hill. So why don't you go out and

buy it and stop trying to cheat the folks?

Just what makes you think I have to buy property in Silver Hill?

Because railroad engines have got to have water, lots of water. And Silver

Hill's the only place around for miles that's got a big enough water supply.

How'd you like to work for me?

I'd be able to stand it if it had paid enough.

All right.

Let me show you something.

You're wrong if you think Silver Hill is the only place around here that has

water.

Lambert's Well.

I happen to know that that sheep ranch has as much water as Silver Hill.

I don't have to stay here and be held up.

It's an easy matter to reroute the track to Lambert's Wells.

If you can buy the land from the owner... I can offer him a good price,

lot less than here.

But there ain't no town there.

Towns grow up around railroad centers.

Now, you want to earn $50?

For what?

Well, I'll need a guide to take me to Lambert's Wells.

Who do you think I am?

Daniel Boone?

If you don't take me, I'm sure there are lots of others who will.

Well, I ain't gonna like it.

And I want my money in advance.

You shall have it. But we've got to get there before the Lambert Wells man finds

out that I'm a railroad agent. Now, you round up a couple of horses while I get

dressed. You mean you want to leave tonight?

Certainly. If you don't want the job, say so.

I don't want the job.

But I do want the money.

Land in Silver Hill, your interest in it isn't worth a plug nickel.

Don't say die so fast.

If we could beat him to Lambert Wells.

And what will we use for money?

Don't worry about that when we get there. Come on, get dressed.

Can you get a couple of horses in a hurry?

Yes, but I don't see how we can outbid the real... Neither do I.

But we have to do something.

If we can stop him from buying Lambert Wells, he'll have to buy Silver Hill.

Oh, it doesn't look like a railroad center, does it? No.

I reckon we beat him.

Let's make sure.

Hey there, quit shooting.

We're not gunning for you.

You cattlemen, get... We're not cattlemen. We're from Silver Hill.

We just want to talk to you.

If you ain't cattlemen, you're welcome.

Come on slow.

I'm Bo Maverick. This is Jake Moody.

Howdy.

Howdy. I'm Joe Lambert.

I don't get many visitors, at least ways friendly ones.

I'm a sheep herder.

That's fine. There's nothing I like better than lamb jumps.

Can't stand them myself.

You want to step inside?

If you don't mind, I'd like to put our horses in your shed.

All right. Surround back.

Thank you kindly.

All right.

What you want to see me about?

Your land.

Would you consider selling it?

You bet I would.

And I wouldn't drive a very hard bargain, either.

I was afraid of that.

But on the other hand, you wouldn't want to be cheated out of your land, would

you?

Nobody ever cheated Joe Lambert and got away with it.

I can see you're a man of integrity and ethics.

You obviously wear a mantle of keen business discernment.

Generally, just wear these overhauls.

I got the horses put away in a nick of time.

Shanks and the old man are coming.

Mr. Lambert, you said no one had ever cheated you. Well, there's a fellow

up to your door right now who's going to try awful hard.

You two fellas seem friendly, but I don't know what you're up to.

I smell a rat.

The rat's name is Wilbur Shanks.

There's a couple of fellas coming. They don't look like cattlemen neither, so as

I reckon I can be friendly to them.

We're late.

We ain't got time to explain nothing to him.

You give up too easy.

Well, maybe he's out tending his sheep.

Hey, take a look at this.

Gone to Denver on business back in two weeks, Joe Lambert.

What's that?

Pack rats.

Don't pay them no heed. You ain't got anything they want.

No, but this Joe Lambert's got something I want.

Can you guide me to Denver?

For another 50 bucks in advance.

Get going.

And I thought you two was friendly.

We are, but we didn't have time to explain.

You best start. You're acting like cattlemen.

If you'll just calm down and listen.

I'm listening.

Well, two weeks ago in Denver, I was in a poker game, which was a little

crooked.

You fellas just don't know what this means.

Imagine me, a sheep herder, being asked to step up to a bar.

That's why we invited you to Silver Hill, to show you what fine folks us

people are.

Sure, worse you folks had enough money to buy my land, but if that Mr.

Shanks fella gives me a good enough offer, I'll have to sell it to him.

We can understand that, Mr. Lambert. Oh, just call me Joe.

Thanks, Joe.

But you do realize that Shanks doesn't want to buy your whole ranch. Just a

strip down the middle, large enough to accommodate the railroad tracks and for

town to be built.

Oh, I'd be fine with me. That way I could still raise sheep and have lots of

company to boot.

And I like people.

Joe, you know what kind of people will build this town by the railroad tracks?

Why, folks like you, I reckon.

The only people around here with money are... Cattlemen?

Who else?

Shanks will buy enough land from you for his railroad, then sell some of it to

the only customers around here rich enough to put up the necessary town

buildings.

And I ain't gonna do it.

No, sir.

Money ain't that important.

Not if it means having cattlemen on my sheep ranch. Well, Joe, I have a

proposal. I think that you can still sell your land to Shanks.

And have a town full of nice, friendly people without a single cattleman

them. Well, let's have another drink.

Please be seated, ladies and gentlemen.

Be seated, please.

Please find seats, everyone.

Gentlemen.

As you all know by now, this man Shanks is the land agent for the railroad.

What you don't know is that he has decided not to run his railroad through

Silver Hill.

He has decided to buy the necessary land from my friend Joe Lambert here.

Now, Mr. Lambert has a sheep ranch about 20 miles to the north.

It has an excellent water supply, so it's only natural that a town will be

there.

Mr. Lambert has made us a generous offer.

He wants the people of Silver Hill to build a new town.

And he will sell us the land now.

Oh, look here, Maverick. You know as well as I do, we're broke.

Where'd we get the money to buy Lambert's land?

You don't need any.

Joe Lambert will let you have the land for no money done.

You can pay him back later after your places of business stop making money.

That is, after the railroad comes in.

And at the same time, you can pay me back for those IOUs I have in my pocket.

Mr. Maverick.

Yes, ma 'am? You don't sound like a very good businessman to me.

Oh, it's all very well that Mr. Lambert is willing to let us have the land, and

on such a generous basis.

But where do folks get the money to buy the lumber and other materials necessary

to build the new town?

You may have a point there.

I ain't being critical, Maverick, but I think you're so all fired up about them

polka debts we owe you, you just ain't thinking practically.

Now, wait a minute.

You don't have to start over. We'll move this town lock, stock, and barrel to

Lambert's Ranch.

Oh,

you have wagons.

Now, all the stores and houses are a frame construction, so we'll knock them

down in sections, load them on the wagons, and reassemble them when we get

Lambert's Ranch.

It's only 20 miles.

No. No, it'll never work.

Daddy?

Well, it might work. Oh, it's our only chance.

She's right.

And Maverick's right.

By George, it will work.

Now listen, all of you.

It's our only chance.

We'll form work committees right away.

Sure, sure, there'll be problems.

But we'll beat them.

We've got to beat them. If we don't, we're all as good as bankrupt.

And our land right here isn't worth a plug nickel.

Neither are those IOUs I have in my pocket.

Well, I'm willing to try.

Only got me a shack down here, but I reckon I can move it up to Lambert's

in three, four wagon loads.

That's the spirit, Dad.

Gosh, I've never been kissed by a woman before.

Lee Sway's not such a pretty one.

Imagine if she...

goes to show you what kind of folks you're gonna have for neighbors joe well

what do you say shall we get to work

Why, it's real simple. All you have to do is code everything. Then when you put

it back together at Lambert's Ranch, you just check the code and make sure

everything goes back in the same place.

Maverick! Go, Maverick! Yes, Sheriff?

I've got a small problem.

All right, men, let's lay down.

Come on.

Come on with it.

I don't see any problem, Sheriff.

Just keep watching. You will.

It's the end of the world, I tell you.

I locked him up last night. He's in for 30 days.

Now, what'll I do? I can't leave him out in the open like that.

Give him a suspended sentence.

It'll be charitable.

And you won't have to feed him.

Say, you are a smart one.

Just one more building to go. That'll be as clean as a whistle.

Not quite clean as a whistle.

In fact, it's a mess.

Well, what do you suggest, ma 'am?

Well, my mother always said you should never move from a place unless you leave

it broom clean.

Couldn't you clean up a little?

You're talking to the right man, Maggie.

That's what Mr. Maverick does best.

Clean up.

Especially at the poker table.

Well, I'll tell you what.

I'll ask the wagon driver to come back and take care of it. How about it?

Well, no point in arguing with Maggie. But what are you going to do with the

junk? We can't just sweep it under the rug.

Wrap it up as a present for Wilbur Shanks.

Rather throw the old skin flint down your mine shaft, Maverick.

Yes, just what you can do.

He's in Denver.

Not Shanks. The junk. Dump it down the mine shaft.

It's a good idea.

Oh, okay. We'll do it in a couple of days. And if you don't mind, I'll throw

a couple of sticks of dynamite for good measure.

Why should I? Throw in a couple for me while you're at it.

Okay.

I fit?

Well, Joe, imagine a whole town full of

friendly folks and not a single cattle man among them.

This is the happiest day of my life.

Well, we ain't got much money now, Joe. Would you just wait till the railroad

gets here?

The Nugget will serve more drinks than they ever thought possible.

The hotel will overflow every night. My general store.

We'll all be rich.

And you can start paying me for the land.

Oh, don't worry. I won't press you for payment.

And all the business gets real good.

Why, I'm so happy having all you folks for friends. Well, I could bust out

crying.

Well, don't you worry none, Joe. You'll get your money.

And so will you, Maverick.

Us mining folks are mighty mindful of our debts. And you'll be paid in full

all those IOUs.

I'm counting on it.

Oh, Moody, I suppose we'd better get ready for a visitor.

Visitor?

Mm -hmm. From Denver.

Hey, Mr.

Benton.

Call for Mr. Benton.

Call for Mr. Benton. Mm, I don't know.

You've been here two weeks, Shanks, and you failed to uncover any trace of Joe

Lambert.

Even the Marshal hasn't heard of him.

Don't you think it's possible he's going back to that sheep ranch of his?

You're right, of course, Mr. Cromwell.

And I shall start back in the morning.

But, Mr. Cromwell, why don't you come with me?

I'd like to, Shanks, but I can't get away.

Although, as I've said, I'm not too keen on departing from our original plans to

run the line through Silver Hill.

If the man hadn't petered out, I would never have allowed the change.

You can rely on me, sir, to turn over a nice piece of business for the railroad.

Just remember this, Saint.

The railroad is interested in bargains. But we are not interested in cheating

the people.

Of course not, sir. Of course not.

Good night, Saint. Good night, sir.

Still in town, huh, Mr. Shanks?

You, uh, have any luck finding Joe Lambert?

No. He must have gone back, but I'm heading out to his ranch tomorrow. You,

want to hire out again?

Oh, no, not me, no. I'm taking the next stage back to Silver Hill.

Traveling with you is too rich for my blood.

No matter.

I can find my way back to the ranch.

Well, I'll be seeing you.

Well, not in Silver Hill, you won't. I have no further business there. I don't

intend to lay eyes on that place again.

If you'll excuse me.

What'd you do?

So there was three miserable cattlemen and big bruisers, too,

looking for trouble.

Well, sheep man never backed away from a cattleman yet.

Just what are you yokels trying to pull on me?

Can't imagine what you're talking about, Shanks.

Pulling something on you?

Well, what do you call it?

Moving the whole town of Silver Hill to the middle of Lambert's ranch.

And right where I intended to buy land for the railroad track.

Well, that's pretty astonishing. We never dreamed of such a thing.

I don't know how you found out or how you moved the town, but... Now, don't

all head up, Mr. Shanks.

I'm Joe Lambert.

And I own this land, except for the little bit I sold to the Silver Hill

Now, there's a nice, straight stretch of land set aside for your railroad.

So, as if you want to talk business.

All right.

I know when I'm late.

What kind of fortune do you want?

Well, I wouldn't say fortune exactly, but according to my business advisors

here... You mean fellow robbers?

Whoa!

Mr. Maverick!

Mr. Maverick!

Let's take a look. Something's happened.

Lookie here!

Lookie here!

Why, that's the richest piece of silver ore I've ever seen.

Where'd you get it?

We dumped all that junk down the old mine shaft at Silver Hill, throwed in a

couple of sticks of dynamite. When the smoke cleared away, we had a brand new

vein of silver.

Well, Maverick, looks like that mine you won from Mort Stubbins made you a

wealthy man after all.

I beg to differ with you.

It means my railroad would be wealthy.

What do you mean, your railroad?

Just that.

It's obvious there's a rich mine at Silver Hill after all.

So I'm going to reroute the railroad back through there to take advantage of

ore shipments.

So? You people made a mistake tearing down your buildings, your houses, and

moving away.

Under the state law, that means you deserted the land, so it reverts to

domain. And the railroad, being a public utility, can legally make claim to it

without paying you one red cent.

Harris,

I demand that you tell these people that what I say is merely the law, and it's

your duty to uphold it.

Well, the Friday's right, folks.

He knows the law, all right.

You bet I do.

And as legal representative of a public utility, the railroad, I'm going right

over to Silver Hill and stake out all the land I need, including the mine.

Sheriff, isn't there something we can do?

Well, you got us into this.

No, I'm afraid not.

Shanks is right.

By dynamiting your mine shaft, tearing down the buildings and moving them out

Silver Hill.

We lost all claim to the land.

Now we're in worse shape than ever.

We owe poor Joe here for all his land.

Oh, don't you fret none about that, Mr. Moody.

As I said before, it's enough for me just having friends like you around.

Maybe you'd all like to take up sheep ranching.

Sheriff, suppose.

Now, just suppose that before Shanks can get back to stake out his railroad

claim, all the Silver Hill buildings are back in place as they were before.

Now, you're a smart man, Mr. Maverick, but you're not smart enough to move this

whole town back to Silver Hill before Shanks can get there.

He's starting now, and there's nothing you can do about it.

You're right, Sheriff. There's nothing I can do. But there's something you can

do. Me?

Well, you're the law, aren't you?

Yeah. Hey, Shanks, hold up there.

Well?

Your horse looks a mite tired, Shanks.

Well, he should be. I rode him all the way from Denver.

He's not too worn out to take me on to Silver Hill.

Well, now, I'd say he was.

What are you getting at?

Why, a law we got around here about overworking a poor defenseless animal.

I'm afraid he'll have to arrest you, Shanks. It's an open and shut case.

Open and shut.

case why you miserable excuse for a law man i'll we've also got a law about

paying proper respect for the law

wet railroad, man.

And a mighty sanitary one, too. That's a very sheep dish.

That's going pretty quick this time.

Practice makes perfect.

Yeah, I've noticed that, playing poker with you.

I've got another problem, Maverick.

I can't keep him locked up after tomorrow. That's the full penalty

law for abusing his horse.

There'll be more than enough time.

By the way, Sheriff, have you seen Joe Lambert? I've been meaning to talk to

him.

Poor fellow, he's taking all this pretty hard.

He's holed up over in his shack.

Mind

if

I come in, Joe?

Sorry about this.

It was too good to last, Mr. Maverick.

I had plans, you know.

They was concerning, well,

a certain young lady, but I guess I was always meant to be a sheepherder and

live alone.

But it was nice having all you folks for friends.

I guess it's all my fault in a way.

I had the town move here in the first place.

Joe, I, uh... I want you to have this.

You're gonna move to Silver Hill with the rest of the town.

Move with the town?

Stay with my friends?

But I can't leave my sheep ranch, Mr. Maverick.

That's the only place I got.

Well, not anymore.

That's the deed to the Silver Hill mine.

You're a rich man, Joe.

Now, you can go ahead with your plans concerning that certain young lady.

But I can't take this, Mr. Maverick.

I got my pride.

Well, I'm not exactly giving it to you, Joe.

In exchange, you're going to give me the deed to this sheep ranch.

Then, after I've collected my IOUs from Moody, Ryan, Barker, and Smith...

I'm going back to Denver, and I'm going to sell this sheep ranch to a certain

Mort Stubbins.

Mr. Maverick.

Call me Bo.

He did a job up there, didn't he? Just like you said, Mr. Maverick. Well, they

said it couldn't be done.

Hello, Sheriff.

I reckon your sentence is up, Mr. Snakes.

You're a free man.

You can't make a fool out of me.

Looks like somebody beat us to that already.

I shall have the last laugh yet.

I shall not run the railroad through Silver Hill or Shipments or no or

Shipments, not after the way I've been treated.

All right, Lambert, name your price. The railroad's going through your sheep

ranch, after all.

You're talking to the wrong man, Mr. Shanks.

I don't own my ranch anymore.

He does.

Oh.

$10 ,000.

Did you say $10 ,000?

I did. You can't refuse an offer like that. It's far more than the land is

worth.

Oh, no.

Not again.

Them buildings couldn't stand being moved again.

And I'd be alone again.

With a mine.

I'm sorry, Wilbur, old boy.

The land is not for sale.

We'll never get an offer like this again.

My old uncle used to say there are things more important than money, but

never found one.

I guess for once Uncle Bo was wrong.

Well, now, looks like you'll have to run your line through Silver Hill.

But we won't give you no trouble.

Of course, knowing that you'll go as high as 10 ,000, it'll be a big help.

All right.

You've got this.

Get all the landowners together in the hotel lobby.

With the deeds.

Let's get it over with.

Ten thousand dollars.

If Uncle Bo knew about this, he'd send me back to England for sure.

This wild yawn about a town being missing, it better be true.

We all saw it.

I mean, we didn't see it.

There wasn't a trace of Silver Hill.

But a town, a whole town full of people can't just disappear into nothing. It's

preposterous. You'll see, Marshal. You'll see.

We're almost there.

Exactly. One mile away.

Just like I told you, Marshal, that driver is too superstitious to go where

whole town's been swallowed up.

So Silver Hill has disappeared, has it?

Or you wouldn't bring me out here on a hot three -day ride just for a joke,

would you?

Who is the tall, dark stranger there?

Maverick is the name.

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

Camper 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.

We'll be right back.

Maverick is a legend of the West.

Maverick is a legend of the West.