All language subtitles for maverick_s01e21_trail_west_to_fury

I don't want to lose this race to Fort
Adobe.

That sounds like you are losing it.
Because of you.

And because of you, I can be out in
front tomorrow night.

A bribe?

Call it what you will.

A bribe.

How much?

The highest price I can offer you.

Your life.

Remember, there's a warrant out for your
arrest.

Your brother, too.

A murder.

In August, when the scorching Colorado
sun has baked the land bone dry, the Ute

Indians resort to a snake dance as a
plea for rain.

To the white man, this is merely a
superstitious ceremony, colorful but

A fat lot he knows.

My same bet.

Same bet.

Fifty dollars, please, Brother Brett.

Again? No, thanks.

Go ahead. What good's money?

We're all going to get drowned anyway.

He's mad because he's got his fancy
boots all wet.

I'm mad because I didn't want to come
here in the first place.

Texas was my choice, remember?

I'll bet it's as dry as fluffed cotton.

Why is it that every time the name Texas
is mentioned, you two both clam up?

Clam up?

Yes, clam up.

I've asked you three times already.

Twice.

You're hiding something about Texas.
What is it?

You both come from Texas?

We're stuck in a flood. We're out of
conversation. Tell me.

Why not?

We might be here for days.

I don't know. Oh, Brad, if you can't
trust Danny Jim, who can you trust?

Oh, look, fellas, have a heart. It's a
very big flood.

We can't ever go back to Texas.

Why not?

We're wanted there.

What for?

Murdering two men.

What?

Tell him about it.

You tell him.

Well, somebody tell me.

Well... Just before the war ended, Bart
and I, like

a lot of Johnny Rebs, joined the Union
Army as Indian fighters to keep from

rotting in a Yankee prison.

Two years of that was plenty, and when
our hitch was over...

Little Bend, Texas, our hometown,
suddenly seemed like the best place on

to head for.

We hadn't been back in over five years,
and things had changed.

The Union Army was running the place
now.

Instead of the men who should have been
running it, the Johnny Rebs had come

home to nothing.

But we were home, and we had plans.

You know what his mistake was? No.

Well, he was in the right saloon, but
the wrong town.

Howdy, friends. You missed the beginning
of the story.

Sorry, Jesse. We heard it in 61 before
we left.

Maverick.

Bart? Right.

Well, boys, you remember the Mavericks?

Yeah. Well, you're back to stay or just
passing through?

That all depends on how we make out,
Jesse.

Thought we'd try raising a herd. Well,
fine.

Come in for supplies?

No, to see your pa.

We left some money on deposit with him.

Well, Paul's dead, boys.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, Jess.

You say you left some money on deposit?

That's right.

The receipt's five years old, but it's
just as clear as the day it was written.

There you are.

$1 ,650.

$1 ,650, Jesse.

Well, come on over to the counter, boys.

Oh, help yourself, Bart.

Oh, thanks, Jess.

There you are. $1 ,650.

That's Confederate money.

Well, Confederate money is what you
deposited, boys.

No, Jess, we deposited gold.

You did?

That's funny.

Makes no mention of gold here.

Yeah, but it does in your pa's ledger.

He wrote it down in front of us.

Ledger? One of those great books back
there, unless I'm mistaken.

Those are my land record books, boys.

Use them every day. I'm in the land
buying business now.

Your receipt would have said payable in
gold if you deposited gold.

Do you mind if we just take a look at
those books?

I'm sure you're mistaken, boys.

I guess we better just take this.

Go!

You're in good shape, Brother Bart.

Well, Jesse, missed all the fun.

I was busy.

I just sent for the Union Army
lieutenant.

You know, Brett, fun is for kids.

We're men now.

We're the ones who are going to run
things one way or another.

Texas belongs to us now.

All we're men enough to take.

Yeah, well, I'll settle for $1 ,650.

We got a receipt?

We had one.

You should have held on to it.

It's your word against mine now and
everybody else's.

Except me.

I saw and heard everything, Jesse.

I was in the back looking over some
bolts of material when you gentlemen

in. I'll be most happy to bear out your
account of exactly what happened here.

Your servant, ma 'am.

Milady. Gentlemen.

There you are, boys.

$1 ,650.

Well, you sure don't hold a grudge for
long, Jesse.

We had a misunderstanding.

It's over.

Say, how would you boys like to sell
that little spread of yours?

Ah.

Twice this amount?

No, thanks.

Well, see you around, boys.

Thanks for your help, Lieutenant.

Don't thank me, Mr. Maverick. The young
lady is...

She's gone.

Maybe she's outside.

Who is she, Lieutenant?

Her name's Laura Miller.

Miss Laura Miller?

Yeah. Came here about four years ago
with her father. Well, that's all I

Nope, not outside.

Well, that's too bad. I wanted to thank
her personally.

That's funny. So did I.

Eight o 'clock tonight.

At my place.

I need a shave.

My card keeps the day.

Draw.

Queen for a queen.

King for a queen.

Good evening, Mr. Maverick. Miss Miller.

Won't you come in?

Thank you.

I'm sorry, there's not too much to
choose from in Little Bend.

Thank you, Mr. Maverick.

Brett. Laura.

Bart.

Excuse me. I'll put these in water.

What are you doing here?

My king was high. But it was also
crimped, Brother Brett.

Crimped? I looked at it after you left.

Yes, well, as they say, Brother Bart,
all's fair.

Well, gentlemen, what can I get for you?

Another girl? For him.

I don't think that's really necessary.

After all, the business proposition I
have in mind concerns both of you.

Business proposition?

I want to hire both of you.

I want you to work for me as trail
bosses on a cattle drive.

Good night.

Goodbye.

If you walk out that door, Jesse Hayden
wins.

Wins what?

He's out to grab all of West Texas.

Your land is included on his map as well
as mine.

His map?

The map I saw at his house.

The night I went to kill him. The night
you what?

Jesse Hayden murdered my father.

Oh, nobody actually saw it happen.

He was just found dead out in the range.

Thrown from his horse, people said.

My father could have stopped Jesse.

So Jesse murdered him.

One night, about a week after my father
died, I took

a gun and I went to Jesse's place, round
back.

The patio doors were open.

The light was on.

Jesse wasn't in the room, but I could
hear his voice from somewhere in the

house.

I went in to wait for him.

But something on his desk stopped me.

The map.

It covered three counties, 5 ,000 square
miles.

Your spread was there, but not with your
name on it.

Mine was there, too.

But there was only one name on the whole
map, carefully lettered across it.

The Jesse Hayden Ranch.

Did Jesse come back in the room?

Yes.

I was hiding at the patio door when he
sat down at his desk.

He had his back to me.

All I had to do was pull the trigger.

I couldn't.

I didn't have the courage.

To shoot a man in the back?

He deserved a bullet no matter how he
got it.

You've got to help me on this cattle
drive.

To help yourselves.

What's one got to do with the other?

Money. Money is what I need to stop him.

Money to buy up land before he can. Keep
him from squeezing all of us out.

I know where I can sell 2 ,000 of my
cattle for $40 a head.

$80 ,000.

Where can you get 40 a head?

Fort Adobe, the Arizona Territory.

The Army is starved for beef.

They've posted the price, and the money
is there waiting.

And so is the land in between.

There's 500 miles of too many Comanches
and not enough water.

That's why I want you two.

When I heard you were coming back, I
knew you could make the drive for me.

That you knew the country inside out.
That you fought in it for two years.

That's true, isn't it?

I'll give you 10 % to act as my trail
bosses.

$8 ,000.

Just because we know the country?

I haven't found anyone else who does.

In fact, everyone says it can't be done.

I need you.

And you need me.

Or Jesse Hayden beats us both.

Look. We've been away for five years.

We've been working for somebody else and
fighting for somebody else.

We'd like to work for ourselves now and
fight for ourselves.

That's what you'll be doing.

Those people who said you can't make
this drive could be right.

Anyhow, we haven't even set foot on our
ranch yet.

I'm sorry, Miss Miller, but I guess
we'll have to find these things out for

ourselves.

Maybe we'll come around to your way of
thinking in time.

There isn't any time.

The Army posted that price for exactly 2
,000 head. They won't pay a dime for

any more than that.

We've got to get there first.

We still have to think about it.

Good night, Miss Miller.

Good night, gentlemen.

Good night, Miguel.

Good night, Miguel.

Now you can get yourself a new foreman.

You know I'm not going to keep the
money.

Does that make any difference?

I just bushwhacked two men, and I don't
like the way it made me feel. Who cares

how you feel?

Don't you understand? I'm trying to make
them fight their own fight. You've got

an answer for everything, haven't you?

As long as it'll help you get back at
Jesse Hayden.

Yes.

not even a woman anymore.

There's nothing left in you except
revenge.

Why not?

Jesse Hayden killed my father. Do you
want me to forget that? Well, I won't.

I'll remember it until Hayden's been
stopped.

I'll be remembering things, too.

I want my woman back.

I guess you'll have to wait.

Jim?

You're not walking out on me, are you?

I wish I had the guts to.

My head still hurts just talking about
the walloping we got.

Wait a minute.

How did you know it was the girl? You
were unconscious.

Well, we didn't at the time.

We went after Jesse.

All we got from Hayden was complete
innocence.

All we got from the Union Army,
Lieutenant, was complete sympathy.

So, being flat broke, it wouldn't work
for Laura.

Yeah, and our first job was to recruit
hands from among the Johnny Reds.

So, that's it, boys.

It won't be easy.

We've been through that part of the
country, and we think we can make it.

Besides the three squares a day, you'll
get $60 for the drive, whether it lasts

a month or a year.

A horse and saddle, a blanket, gun, a
new pair of boots.

Now, we get to Fort Adobe, you get to
keep the horse and the saddle and the

blanket and the gun and the boots, the
whole caboodle. Plus, any Comanche

might happen to pick up along the way.
What if the Comanches pick up the

Well, then, we keep the caboodle.

I got a speech I want to make, too.

You know who you're going to work for?

Galvanized Yankees. The both of them.

They fought for the Union Army.

Easy, Brother Bart.

You're too quick to temper.

Now, no good Johnny Reb is gonna sign up
with galvanized Yankees, is he?

With turncoats?

Good Johnny Reb?

Is that what you are?

We're talking about you, Maverick.

No, we're talking about Johnny Rebs.

What was your outfit, mister?

A man ain't likely to forget his own
outfit, mister.

He can't remember it either. He didn't
have one.

You touch that gun and I'll blow you out
of the saddle.

You watch him, boys.

What's the answer?

You galvanized Yankees or not?

You mean did we join the Union Army to
get out of a stinking Yankee prison?

The answer's yes.

We fought Indians, not Rebs.

Well, that's it, boys.

All dressed up in pretty alibis, but the
answer's still yes.

I ain't so sure I want to go to work for
turncoats.

That's more like it. How about you, Reb?

I was a galvanized Yankee myself,
mister.

It sure beats sitting and rotting in
prison.

I was one, too.

Signed to fight the Indians, just like
the Mavericks.

Mavericks are Texans from way back,
mister.

Life's day.

I say they're galvanized jankies and we
run them out of town.

Now, who's with me?

Some of us have got guns, too, friend.

You'd get off about one shot, mister.

Ain't no need for gunplay.

You've got one of three choices, Sonny.

Guns, fists, or turntables.

You talk big with a crowd on your side.

Brother Bart, you just shoot the first
man who makes a move to help me.

Or him.

You'll hear from me again.

The both of you.

Man changes mind, Mr. Maverick.

Looks like he just did.

Well, boys, to Larry Meadows' son of
tomorrow.

Be ready to move out the herd.

Yes, sir!

Your left a rifle

Looks

like you got him

Dead

Well,

we're much obliged for the warning,
mister. What happened here?

What's going on?

A couple of killers got unlucky.

Yeah? Who are they?

Hired gun.

But I think they pulled this one on
their own.

They were waiting for us when we came
out of our hotel.

Drudge fight, huh?

We mixed with them this afternoon.

We'd be obliged if somebody'd tell the
army boys we're on our way to the Miller

Ranch. This man saw the whole thing.

What happened to him?

Thank you, Lieutenant. It's coming after
you.

What for?

The shooting last night.

But that was self -defense.

They shot first.

Not the way Jesse Hayden's telling it.
He's sworn that you two shot first.

The Lieutenant's on his way out now.

You two better get.

You can join the drive at the New Mexico
border.

It was way last night.

Yeah, I got the same.

Tall man, late 20s, slim, 6 '6", joined
a small wagon train.

Heading northeast.

Northeast?

I didn't hear that.

Maybe one of us could pick up his trail.

All right, what do you want?

The cattle drive or the tall man?

Oh, it doesn't matter.

I just don't stick with the cattle.
Laura?

Is she going alone?

Uh -uh.

Okay, we'll cut the cards. I'd toss a
coin.

Suit yourself.

Heads I go with the cattle drive, tails
you do.

Oh, yes, my lucky piece.

Thought I'd lost that.

Toss. Heads you stay, tails I stay.

Hmm. You win.

What about the lieutenant and his boys?

Chance they might stay with the cattle
drive looking for us?

There's a good chance.

What are you going to do?

I'll tag along in the distance and wait
for them to pull out.

What if they don't?

With Laura around, that lieutenant might
take his duty very seriously.

Mm -hmm.

Soar ahead.

I couldn't tell if it was love or duty,
but the lieutenant and his platoon

stayed on for five days, tagging along
about a mile behind the herd.

And I tagged along right behind the
lieutenant.

By the sixth day, I was beginning to
wonder if the lieutenant was going to

on all the way to Fort Adobe.

Then I stopped worrying.

He finally turned around, and he and the
platoon headed back for home.

Howdy, Brett.

Good to see you. We thought we was going
to have to turn him back.

Brett, we've been waiting and waiting
for you.

Where's Bart?

He'll be a little while. He's got some
looking to do. I'll tell you about it

later. Well, now we can really get the
cattle drive started.

Yes, ma 'am.

Anybody know which way West is?

Good morning, friend.

The

trail

I was following had taken me almost 50
miles north.

It was eight days before I came across
any sign at all of the wagon train.

That was a wagon train all right no
doubt about it if the tall man was with

this looked like the end of the hunt

Tall man wasn't here three or four
wagons had gotten away looked like he

have been with them

Unusual

boots Miguel just like the pair I saw
once when I was being bushwhacked

Where's the money, Miguel?

The gold, Miguel.

The two pouches you and that other clown
took.

Leave them alone, Brett.

They only did what I told them to do.
They what?

I wanted you with us.

I knew you'd only come along if you
needed money.

Brett!

Get your hands off of her.

Oh, you'd be the other one.

The money.

I wasn't going to keep it. I was only
trying to...

Here.

It's quite an apology.

Who said I was sorry?

It almost worked, didn't it?

It did work.

You mean you're going to stay, anyhow?

For 25 % of the take.

You made a deal for 10%. It's 25 now.
Yes or no? No.

Yes.

You really go after what you want, don't
you?

Look who's talking.

Maverick, we're not finished yet.

Step around back.

No, Jim.

He had a right to do what he did.

Please. We've got work to do.

He's got it bad, hasn't he?

Ryder coming.

It's your brother, Maverick.

He's about to give you up, Barr.

Yeah.

Cool him out for me with a rush.

Don't tell me. No tall man.

It's worse.

It's the cattle drive.

But the Army still wants cattle.

Yes, but we're not the only Texans
trying to sell it to them.

Somebody else is driving 2 ,000 head to
Fort Adobe.

Who? Our old pal, Jesse Hayden.

Capital fellow, that Jesse Hayden. No
grass growing under his feet.

The tall man, scalped? No, three or four
wagons got away.

I found one of them, and he told me the
tall man was another.

And he was headed for Port Adobe.

So I went after him.

It's rising again.

Well, of course it is. There's a flood.

Come on, Hayden.

I'd like to hear more about that
splendid fellow.

Bart left us that night. Sun up the next
morning, we were underway and moving

fast.

Ordinarily, we would have given
ourselves another week to get to Port

But now, we were counting time by the
hour.

Cattle were trail -broken, and we pushed
them hard.

From what Bart had told us, we were a
cinch to beat Jesse Hayden.

If our luck held out.

We were only two days from Fort Adobe
when we took our first real break.

Burn yourself, Maverick?

Hello, Laura.

What are you doing here?

I've come a long way. Can't you even
offer me a cup of coffee?

Your coffee's not that good.

I asked you what you're doing here.

I want to talk to Brett privately.

About what? Oh, about two men who were
murdered back in Little Bend.

By two other men.

Don't let the coffee get cold.

No, I'm not alone.

It's been a long, hard drive for me too.

Comanches, no water, hardly ideal
conditions.

Cattle drives are hard on all of us. I
don't want to lose this race to Fort

Adobe. Sounds like you are losing.

Because of you.

And because of you, I can be out in
front tomorrow night.

A bribe?

Call it what you will.

A bribe.

How much?

The highest price I can offer you.

Remember, there's a warrant out for your
arrest. Your brother, too.

A murder.

A murder you said you saw us commit? A
murder I swore I saw you commit.

I filled out a deposition before I left.

It's all signed and sealed and in the
county attorney's hands.

So you see, even dead, I'm a witness
against you.

But you could change your mind and
decide you acted hasty.

Well, we all make mistakes.

Is it a deal?

No. You're taking sides without even
knowing what the fight's about.

These northern carpetbaggers are
stealing Texas right off from under your

and you can't even see it.

Did you ever see a carpetbag in Laura's
hand?

Or in mine? You and Laura can't beat
them. I can.

I'm not afraid to fight dirty in a dirty
fight.

I'm gonna build a Texas -sized ranch,
because that's the way it's gonna be.

If I don't, some carpetbagger will.

We're fighting on the wrong side.

I'm fighting on my side.

My brother Bart and I own 25 % of this
cattle drive.

That's $20 ,000.

Delay the drive, and I can afford to pay
you twice that.

In Confederate money, Jesse.

You're hanging yourself, Brett.

Beats letting strangers do it.

I've been here a while. You could have
coughed or something.

I'm afraid we haven't heard the last of
Mr. Hayden.

What do you think he'll try?

Who knows?

He was desperate to make the offer. He's
twice as desperate now.

What would you do if you were in Jesse's
place?

You can't beat us and you can't buy us
out. What's left?

How can you stop us?

Stampede the herd.

Twenty minutes later, I had a few
volunteers, and we were ready to ride

find out if our guess about Hayden had
been right.

The

guess

had been right.

Hayden and a dozen of his men were
headed our way.

We made sure they saw us first and rode
off.

The problem now was to get Jesse to
follow us, away from the herd.

And Jesse was a very obliging fellow,
because that was exactly what he did.

When we had led Hayden far enough for
safety, we left our horses and took the

rock.

Jim, I'm going to try to get them from
above. Cover me.

Watch yourself.

I got Jesse.

Stop shooting, men. Hold your fire.

Hold your fire, boys.

Jesse's dead.

What are you fighting for? What can you
win now?

You couldn't sell his cattle even if you
could beat us.

So you're fighting for nothing.

Now you better get out while the
getting's good. If you don't, we start

again.

We shoot.

Hey, Britt, Jesse's still alive.

Is he bad?

Pretty bad.

Get me to a doctor quick.

Help me, Maverick.

Why?

I promised to tell the truth about the
killing.

You got yourself a deal, Jesse.

Get a stretcher, mate.

Two days later, the cattle were being
herded into the army pens at Port Adobe.

And Hayden, still holding on, was in the
post infirmary.

Well, Doctor?

He's dying. We can't get the bullet out.

Is he still conscious?

Yes.

I've got to talk to him now.

Might be better if you didn't.

He's dying, but there's no reason to
speed it up.

There's a reason, Doctor.

You see, he put a noose around my neck,
and he's the only man who can take it

off.

He signed a deposition accusing me of
murder.

He's ready to tell the truth about it
now, and you've got to be there to hear

it.

Jesse?

Jesse, there's a doctor here, a witness.

Tell him the truth.

Do you understand what I'm saying,
Jesse?

You made a deal, Jesse.

Tell him

Tell

him is there something you should

say to me

Hang, Maffret.

He's dead.

So long, boys. Thanks a lot.

You did a good job.

Well, that's it.

You know, Brett, there's no reason why
you can't go back to Texas.

With Jesse dead and everybody knowing
how he felt about you and Bart, I don't

believe they'd press any murder charge.

You may be right, but I don't feel like
taking a chance, not with that

deposition on file back there.

Maybe when I catch up with Brother Bart,
he'll have the tall man in tow.

Last time I heard, the prayer led to
Colorado.

Awful lot of country up there.

Need any help?

No, thanks, Jim.

You'll have your hands full just keeping
her out of trouble.

No telling what her next get -rich
-quick scheme will be.

I hear they need cattle up in Kansas.

Where in Kansas?

Oh, you're impossible.

Well, goodbye, Brett.

Goodbye, Jim. Good luck.

Your servant, ma 'am.

you

What, um, what happens if you find this
tall man? You go back to Texas and

settle down?

Well, that worries us quite a bit, too.

Of course, it would be nice if we were
able to go home.

So we do look for him.

Well, if I happen to run into him, I'll,
um, I'll try not to notice.