All language subtitles for maverick_s02e24_two_tickets_to_ten_strike

Now, Frankie, you haven't been thinking
about marrying me.

I should have known. You're just leading
me on.

Let's get one thing straight, Frankie. I
have not been leading you on. I haven't

done one thing to... Well, maybe just
one thing.

Well, I never knew you felt like this.

I mean, so soft.

Maverick.

Starring James Garner and Jack Kelly.

Produced by Warner Brothers.

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Brothers.

Whoa!

Well, well, so this is Ten Strike.

San Francisco's got nothing to worry
about.

One thing to be said about traveling by
stage, by the time you get there, you

don't care where.

Guess I didn't help you a trip either.
That's where I dunked your ears off all

the way.

Eh? Well, anyway, we're going to be
neighbors, so don't be strange, you

Well, I wasn't planning to stay very
long, you see. Hey, I've got a great

Why don't you take my baggage over to
the Catterman's Hotel while I check in

there? Well, I was planning to stay at
the other hotel.

Ain't no other hotel.

There, that settles it. Thanks, lover.

Yeah, don't mention it.

All right, big mouth.

I'll take the lady's luggage, too.

You and who else?

Just me. Why?

Lady who just checked in. These belong
to her. No fooling.

What's she got in all them hat boxes?

That's something to think about, isn't
it?

You wouldn't be with her.

No, I wouldn't. And I say that after
miles and miles of careful

Single room's $1 .50.

$9 for the week.

In advance.

And a bath.

A hot bath.

Bath's free.

But if you want hot water, I gotta haul
it up from the kitchen.

And that'll be another dollar.

In advance.

It's ten even. Start hauling. I've been
thinking about that bath all the way

from Tucson.

In advance.

Well, that's the last of it.

Get some clothes down for the night. One
bath will do the job.

One more thing.

No splashing, no singing. I'll just be
soaping and soaking.

Hey, who's in there?

None of your business.

Frankie? Oh, howdy, lover, that you?

What are you doing in there?

Well, if you must know, I'm taking a
bath.

Well, don't. That's my bath you're
taking.

Your bath?

My, my.

You mean to tell me you're the thotty
thing who put the essence of roses in

water?

Yes,

now get out of there.

Really, lover, I'm surprised at you.
Really, I am.

A grown man like you making such a fuss
over a little old tub of hot water.

The last tub of hot water, and I paid a
dollar for it.

Really?

Here, I thought the hotel had gone and
done it just for me.

Frankie, are you coming out or am I
coming in?

Now, see here, lover, if you don't start
acting like a gentleman and get away

from that door, I'm going to stop acting
like a lady. I can scream this whole

place down around your ears in just
about ten seconds.

All right, if that's the way you want
it, I'll be back.

Don't skip.

passkey huh give me your passkey and no
arguments it ain't regular yeah well one

of your tenants has me locked out and is
in there right now robbing me is that

regular no no sir i'll go for help i
don't need any

Who do you think?

You know, I'm a little disappointed in
you, lover.

Thought you were such a nice, clean -cut
kind of fella. The way you carry on,

you think you've never had a bath in
your life.

Let's get one thing very clear. It isn't
a question of who needed the bath.

It goes deeper than that.

There's no way I can get my bath back,
but I can get my dollar.

Well, not for me. I only have $2 .50 to
my name.

Correction. You have $1 .50.

All right.

Here.

Take your old dollar.

What a surprise. You were inviting me to
breakfast.

No one's more surprised than I am.

Well, if you hadn't taken my dollar last
night, I might have been able to buy my

own breakfast.

I didn't take your dollar. I took my
dollar.

Well, I forgive you anyway, since you're
trying to make up.

I'm not trying to make up. I'm just
trying to eat my breakfast.

And you couldn't, because you had a
guilty conscience.

I didn't have a... Frankie, let's get
one thing straight.

I haven't had my coffee yet, and I just
don't want to talk before I've had my

coffee. And I won't want to talk after
I've had my coffee.

Well, what you inviting me to breakfast
for?

Toast. Start eating. Keep you busy till
the waiter comes.

Look, I may be hungry, see?

But I'm not begging for any scraps off
your table. I'd rather starve.

After all, girl has to have her pride.

Don't talk with your mouth full.

Excuse this, ma 'am?

A fork.

Just like a word with the gentleman
here.

Your name's Maverick, ain't it?

Yes. Brett Maverick?

Yes. Just came in on the stagecoach last
night. That's right. And you're just

leaving on the stagecoach tonight.

That's wrong.

Beg pardon, but that wasn't a question.

Well, what was it? The friendliest kind
of advice.

You're advising me to leave on the stage
tonight?

And our very best wishes go with you.

I didn't think anyone in this town knew
me well enough to ask me to leave.

It's just our way of making your stay a
pleasant one. And a short one.

The short of the pleasant.

Well, I appreciate your hospitality, but
what have I done to deserve it?

It's a friendly town.

We'd like you to leave with that
impression.

Well, I couldn't be more flattered,
really.

But I still want to know why.

Ours not to reason why, ours but to do.
Never mind, I've heard the poem.

Well, I guess that's about all.

Enjoy your breakfast.

And have a wonderful trip.

You make friends fast, lover.

Don't I?

What's it all about?

You know as much as I do.

Well, all I got to say is, it's a pretty
funny coincidence.

Coincidence? I mean, somebody's going
through a lot of trouble getting you out

of town, and somebody's going through a
lot of trouble getting me out of town.

How's that?

Well... Remember I told you about that
Red Scent Saloon I used to work in in

Tucson?

I didn't tell you how I got this nutty
note.

What nutty note? I think I have it here
someplace.

Yeah, see what you make of that.

My dear Miss French, buy a ticket to Tin
Strike and register at the Cattleman's

Hotel. It will be to your everlasting
advantage to do this immediately. Sign

benefactor.

And you did it on the strength of this?

Oh, no, on the strength of $100 that
came with it.

You mean you got $100 in this note and
came to Ten Strike last night and you

only have a dollar and a half left?

I bought some hats.

Oh. I always buy hats when I'm confused.

I believe it. I've seen some of them. I
didn't say I had good sense.

Now, what about that note?

Do you think there might be a connection
between those two well -wishers of

yours and that nutty old benefactor of
mine?

Who do you know in this town, Frankie?

Nobody.

Somebody knows me, though. You, too.

Could you have relatives here?

Lover, I'm all alone, not my own.

Pa went off looking for some gold when I
was in pigtails.

Died someplace in some mining camp.

Lost my ma last year.

No brothers, no sisters.

And if that benefactor of mine doesn't
show up soon, I don't know why.

Hey, you wouldn't be him by any chance,
would you?

Me?

No, I don't think you would be.

Wasn't so early, Mr. Maverick? Oh, yeah,
I've learned my lesson.

Does that mean that you're not coming
back?

Oh, I'll be back, all right. That's what
I was learning my lesson for.

Well, hello.

I'm May Miller.

This is my place.

It's a nice place.

I'm Brent Maverick. No luck tonight?

Why, ma 'am, luck's got nothing to do
with poker.

I was right. You are a professional.

Just a serious student. It beats work.

The way you play, uh, that isn't work.

It's a delicate point. I try not to
think about it.

No need to leave now.

Anyway, there's no place else to go, not
in this town.

Well, I'll be back after dinner.

I'll send out for a steak.

Anything you want in Ten Strike, you can
get right here.

Well, that's very neighborly of you. I
appreciate it.

But, well, I just can't.

I've got sort of a little stray cat over
in the hotel, and by now the poor

critter's probably starved to death.

That the young man you were telling me
about?

Yeah, that's him. What do you think of
him?

Well, he seems quite tall.

Yeah, good looking, too.

Of course, the main thing about him,
though, is he's got character.

Like, taking away that dollar from me,
that took character.

Of a type, I suppose.

It wasn't the dollar at all. It was the
principal.

Of course, you know all about the
principal being a banker and all.

Guess what he was asking me through the
window before you looked up and caught

him? What?

If you were my benefactor.

Master.

I think he was kind of jealous, too.
What do you want to bet?

Of an old man like me?

I'd like to believe that, but I'm afraid
I can't.

Why, don't you feel that way at all?

Lots of girls take a real interest in a
more mature type of man, especially if

he's got money, but not me.

Of course, present company accepted and
all. I don't care if a man's got money

as long as he's got character.

Like this maverick boy?

That's right.

You think a lot of him, don't you?

I just about made up my mind to marry
him is all.

And how does he feel about you?

Pretty friendly.

After all, those men did tell him to get
out of town.

So why else would he be hanging around?

You have a wonderful gift for
simplification, my dear.

Why, thank you, Mr. Scott.

Evening, Mr. Maverick.

Well, hello there.

Say, we sure did miss connections
tonight. You know, we went down to the

stagecoach depot to see you off and
couldn't imagine what happened to you.

really? Did I say I was taking the stage
out tonight?

Well, not in so many words, but since
you are leaving, we thought that'd be

easiest way.

Oh, now, really, boys, you shouldn't
fuss over me like this.

Honest, I'm not planning a trip at all.
But aren't you forgetting our

conversation this morning when we said
goodbye?

Oh, sure, I remember that.

But you didn't tell me why.

Well...

Guess you gotta be told, then.

That's why, Mr. Maverick.

Ah,

that's better.

You got us worried, Mr. Maverick.

But don't try to do too much at first.
You're not a well man yet.

I won't forget the message this time,
boys. You can depend on that. That's the

way to talk.

Because if something serious happened to
you, something fatal maybe, and Eddie

and me hadn't done all we could to
prevent it, well, I think we'd both feel

responsible. Well, I guess you would at
that.

Sure.

Now, as you can see, Mr. Maverick, we've
come to a kind of crossroads here.

This road here leads to Prairie Flats.

This one goes to Faroe City.

And this one here goes back to Ten
Strike.

So you've still got two choices out of
three.

But you didn't want to go back to Ten
Strike anyway.

Why not?

I thought we went into that.

I still want to know why.

Mr. Maverick, don't you remember how
much trouble you caused all three of us

asking that question before?

Now, I'm going to remind you once more,
and I sure hope this will be the end of

it.

You poor dear, and it's all my fault.

You've only had to stay on account of
me. I didn't stay on account of you. I

stayed... Hey, how'd you get here?

I saw them taking me out of town hung
over a horse. I thought they might have

killed you.

I think they're working up to that.

Why? Shh.

I keep asking that question. They keep
knocking me out. Well, you don't have to

take that from anybody.

You see? I got the hotel's horse and
buggy right here.

And our baggage in our room will cover
that, so we don't have to go back at

We?

Sure, I'm going with you.

No sense staying where you're not
wanted.

Frank, I'm the one who's not wanted.

You're the one who is.

Oh, I just about got that figured out,
too.

You see, somebody's making a fool out of
me. Not that it took too much doing.

How do you figure?

Well, I've been on that note and all.

Guess I thought some nice fella had sent
it to me.

Like a secret admirer or something.

Maybe somebody I met at that dance hall.

Who was too shy to speak up.

Maybe he had marriage on the mind and
didn't know how to break it to me.

I don't know. I guess I still get some
pretty silly romantic ideas.

What happened to change him?

I had time to think about him.

That big benefactor of mine hasn't
turned up yet, see?

And I think I know why.

See, there was this girl back there in
that dance hall where I used to work.

name's Clara.

Boy, she was pretty jealous.

She thought her boyfriend was making
eyes at me.

Of course, I couldn't say he wouldn't.

But I'll just bet a pretty old Claire
thought it was worth $100 getting rid of

me. Just to keep a boyfriend?

Well, it just aren't exactly falling out
of treats for old Claire.

I don't mind, though.

I sort of like traveling, especially
with you.

You feeling up to it now?

I'll force myself.

Okay. Let's see.

Sign says Faroe City, 18 miles. How's
that?

Too close.

Prairie Flats, 20 miles there.

Too far?

Hold it, lover. You wouldn't be thinking
about going back to Ten Strike.

Wouldn't I?

Now, look, you just... Frankie,

Frankie, my pappy used to say there's
just about three reasons why most men do

anything.

Greed, curiosity, and anger.

And I don't think he really meant most
men, because he was looking right at me

when he said it.

He was right.

I lost nearly $200 tonight finding out
how they play poker in Tent Strike.

So much for the greed.

And then there's curiosity.

I still want to know why.

But for the anger, well, I'll leave that
to you.

Back to Tent Strike?

Yep.

I don't think anybody saw us come in
here.

But you still can't stay in your own
room.

Because if those hard cases found you in
here, oh, boy.

Well, you better stay in my room because
you're in no condition to defend

yourself. And you are, huh?

Big talk.

But you don't scare me, lover.

Not if anger, greed, and curiosity is
the only thing that gets you going.

It's possible Pappy left something out.

Now, you lay right down here, because I
can make do with that footstool and

chair in there.

Okay?

Okay.

Hey, what's that?

Oh, I've got the spookiest feeling.

See, just like in Tucson.

Another hundred?

No stopping that Clara when she's out
for revenge.

Listen to this.

My dear Miss French, you have done well.

Stay where you are.

Signed. A benefactor? All right, so I
was wrong.

He's in town.

Which reminds me, the man with the
whiskers?

Oh, he's not my benefactor.

How do you know?

I asked him.

Oh.

Well, who is he?

His name's Mr. Scott. He runs a bank
here in town.

He's sort of sweet, but he's awfully
strange. He keeps talking about money,

know, and business and investments.

Like what to do with your dollar and a
half? Oh, don't get smart.

Like this is a great place to settle
down and get married and build a home

raise a family.

Where did you meet him?

Smiled at him when he tipped his hat low
about noon today.

And don't get so jealous.

Me jealous?

Yes, you jealous.

Get something straight, Frankie.

I am not jealous. I'm not the jealous
type. And if I was, I wouldn't be

of you.

Well, I'm not even attracted to you.

Well, I mean, you're very attractive.

Well, you're just not the type that I...
There's something about you.

You can't win every argument.

Now, you just better relax because
you're still in critical condition.

Not if you think I'm in bad shape.

Wait till you see the other two.

I didn't know you landed a punch.

I don't mean tonight. I mean tomorrow
night.

Good night.

Sweet dreams, Frankie.

You too, lover.

Save an haircut, mister?

No, thanks. I was just looking for a
friend of mine. I thought I'd come in.

You mean Eddie Burke?

He's in there taking a bath.

Well, do you mind if I join him?

Tub ain't hardly big enough.

Well, he'd want to see me. I'm an old
friend of his from out of town.

Well, I'll tell him you're here. No,
that's right. You'd spoil the surprise.

You think this is enough to see that
we're not disturbed?

Till Thursday, if you say so.

Ten minutes ought to do it.

Hey, this water's getting chilly, Joe.
I'm in a fresh bucket.

Now,

as I was saying, why?

Why what?

I can't tell you.

Same old question. Why?

I did it for Vic. Vic Nolan.

I remember him fine.

Why? He didn't tell me, honest. I was
just doing a favor for a friend.

You know, I've noticed that about you.

You're always going out of your way to
help somebody.

Look, if you don't believe me, ask Vic.
Oh, I will.

But I'm sure glad I asked you first.

Because if he had told me the answer
right off, we might never have had this

little visit.

Now, where's Vic?

He's over at the blacksmith shop getting
some new shoes for his horse.

Ten minutes is all we'll need.

Let me down!

Burke tells me you put him up to it.
Why?

I can't talk upside down.

You can't talk right side up, but you're
going to talk even if it's inside out.

You do remember the question, don't you?

Don't ask it.

I did it for you, for your own good.

You'd be surprised how much more good
I'm going to get out of this.

No. Wait. I did it for May.

May Miller.

May Miller?

Yeah.

Then, of course, you wouldn't have
thought to ask her.

Ask her what?

Guess.

Couldn't see how it was any of my
business.

Well, maybe it won't seem so crude
coming from me.

Now, you know why I'm not going to kid
you?

Why?

You keep asking yourself that.

If you can't think of any reason...

Maybe I can't either.

Where's May Miller's office? Upstairs.

But you ain't allowed up.

I'll tell her you said so.

Hey, we're closing up in five minutes.

Well, hello.

You've taken a long time getting back.

But not as long as you thought.

Am I supposed to know what that means?

Well, your boy Vic and his pal Eddie say
they don't.

They only ran me out of town and beat me
up as a favor to you.

Oh, they're pulling your leg, Mr.
Maverick.

Twisting my arm, yes. Pulling my leg,
no.

But somebody sicced them onto me, and
they say it was you.

Why not? The folks in this town blame me
for just about everything, from

wandering husbands to smallpox.

I'm a woman, and I run a saloon. That
makes me wrong even if I'm right.

Want to blame someone?

Blame May Miller.

Well, in all fairness to the boys, I
will say they told me reluctantly.

I'm very fond of Vic and Eddie. But what
they're up to, I haven't the slightest

idea. And if they told you that I put
them up to it, it's only because they

couldn't say who did.

What would they gain by sending me to
you?

I gather you had the upper hand.

And maybe they figured you wouldn't do
too much, even if you didn't believe me.

I'm still a woman.

Would you beat me up?

Would you shoot me?

Maybe I'd be satisfied just to know why.

And I'd like to ask you the same
question.

Why would I want to run you out of town?

I don't know you.

And you don't know me.

Not that that wouldn't be nice.

It can't be your poker playing, not
while you're losing.

And it certainly couldn't be the way you
look.

So will you give me one reason why we
shouldn't be friends?

Maybe Vic was lying, but I think I only
have one more chance.

I think that's only fair if you can find
him again.

If I do, I'll come back.

Come back even if you don't.

You killed him.

He was trying to kill me, man.

You prove that, mister?

He shot twice before I did. You'll find
the slugs across the street.

Maybe, but this is Eddie Burke here, and
I don't know you.

My name's Maverick.

Now tell me why Eddie'd have any reason
to start it.

Forget it, Sheriff.

The boy's telling the truth.

Mr. Scott, you saw it? I was passing by.

Burke tried to kill him.

Well, that's good enough for me, Mr.
Scott.

Any idea why?

No, but I hope you'll try to find out.

Well, I'll do everything I can, Mr.
Maverick.

Some of you boys give me a hand. This
ain't no place for Eddie.

Mr. Scott?

Lucky you haven't long.

Or maybe you just go around being a
benefactor, is that it?

I won't pretend I don't know what you
mean.

Miss French has told me about your
problem and about her mysterious

Perhaps it's natural for you to connect
the two, but please, not with me.

I assure you, it's a matter of complete
indifference to me whether you stay or

go. What about Frankie?

Or doesn't that matter either?

I'm an old man, Mr.

Maverick, not an old fool.

I like her as a person. I like her
spirit. I know she hasn't had an easy

but she's got qualities, good qualities.

She's the kind of person this town needs
and wants.

That doesn't seem to be true in your
case.

Funny, I was just about to come to the
same conclusion.

And when I start getting shot at, I stop
caring why.

Does that mean you'll be moving along?

As my pappy used to say, a coward dies a
thousand deaths.

A brave man only one.

A thousand to one is a pretty good
advantage.

I have to see May.

A little late for a visit, Mr. Scott.

Let him in.

Eddie Burke's dead.

Vic's just been telling me.

You want him in on what I have to say?

You can say it up here if you'd rather.

Wait, Vic.

Must be a shock for you, May, about
Eddie.

Yes, it's terrible.

Especially when you blame yourself.

Blame myself? He's dead because of you,
because the man you sent him to kill is

still alive.

Did Eddie say anything?

No. Then why do you come to me?

Because I warned you, May, years ago,
when you had Stoner killed, that if

anything like that happened again... And
who are you to warn me, mister, since

one of your hands so clean?

I killed a man in anger, in a fight, but
you had Stoner killed deliberately.

Tonight you tried it again.

Whatever I did, I did it for you.

I paid you for silence and nothing more.

What is my silence worth if you're
recognized?

I've talked to Maverick. Look right into
his eyes. He doesn't know me.

I don't believe it.

If you're willing to chance it, he's
still alive and Burke's dead.

Let's leave it at that.

Simple, isn't it? And now another man's
been killed.

And it's all my fault because I didn't
stop you before.

Now I'm going to.

Are you ready to die?

There's something I haven't told you,
May.

Several months ago, Doc Staley gave me
less than a year to live.

I've been putting my life in order.

That's going to include you now.

And you go to the sheriff and tell him
who you are and what you've done? And

what you've done.

And you think that settles it?

They'll hang you.

But I'm a woman.

They never hang a woman.

You just don't understand, do you?

I'm not out for revenge, May.

If I were, I'd kill you myself.

Vic, he's gone to the sheriff.

About the donor?

What do we do, start running?

I'm willing to give all this up if you
are.

Isn't there an easier way?

That's up to you, Vic.

There's no use talking, Frankie. I'm
just not that greedy, mad, or curious.

What happens to me? You just running out
and leaving me? Did you ever hear of a

scared jackrabbit asking a friend along?

What about my plans to get married and
settle down?

You don't need me for though.

Now, Frankie, you haven't been thinking
about marrying me.

I should have known you're just leading
me on.

Let's get one thing straight, Frankie. I
have not been leading you on. I haven't

done one thing to... Well, maybe just...
One thing.

Well, I never knew you felt like this.

I mean, so soft.

Now, that doesn't prove a thing.

Oh, that's all right, lover.

I guess I'd want the man I marry to be
braver than you anyway.

He'd have to be.

If you ever run out of towns to be run
out of, you might come back here and try

again.

Think me and my money might get into
this game? If you don't mind being

separated.

Hey, didn't I see you over in Ten
Strike?

Well, I was in and out of there for a
spell.

Sure, I was passing through there just a
couple of nights ago.

You got in a shooting scrape with some
fella. Killed him, too.

Well, that was just kind of a general
all -around misunderstanding.

Yeah, well, just the same. I had my fill
of that town in one night. First off,

he kills a man out in the street. Then
some girl kills a man right in the hotel

where I'm staying.

How's that again?

Stabbed him. Stabbed him dead.

Very big man in the town, too. The
banker.

Imagine a man like that getting mixed up
with some little no -good gal from a

dance hall in Tucson.

Did she say why she did it? Well, she
says she didn't, but, oh, they got her

dead to rights.

And I seen her myself.

She's a real kind of... kind of...
Igress that... You know...

Hey, where are you going?

You've got ten minutes, Mr. Mavrick.

Oh, I'm so glad to see you, lover. I
just knew you couldn't run off and leave

me. Yeah, well, I tried.

So how do you like this fix I got myself
into now? Some mess, huh?

How bad is it, Frankie?

Well, they found out about Mr. Scott
giving me money. Yeah, it was him, just

like you figured.

Well, I told them all about my
benefactor, see? So they looked in his

they found out that he had taken $100
two different times. Both times I got

those notes. So they figured he was
keeping me.

So why would you want to kill him?

There's more.

They found the letter he left, supposed
to be opened after he died.

Guess what?

That poor old man left me everything he
had.

The whole works, the bank and all. Of
course there's a catch.

There'd have to be.

The letter says that if I die before he
does, everything's going to go to the

citizens of this fair community, which
have been so good to him and all.

I don't quite know what he means, but
that sheriff keeps telling me that the

town's going to get all the money if I'm
proven guilty.

So I know there's not too many people in
this town breaking their elbows to

prove I'm innocent.

Well, you see, that was eight years ago
when he come to Ten Strike.

I don't know beans about him before
that.

But he did have money. Yeah, he had
money. Enough to open up a bank.

Fine man. Too bad he got mixed up with a
girl like that. Man his age and social

standing. Well, you see what come of it.

What about May Miller?

When did she come to town?

May? Oh, a couple years later.

She come through with a traveling show.

Lots of nice legs.

And hers was the best, too.

But when the rest of the girls left, she
stayed on and bought the saloon. We

figured she'd come into money somehow.

Do you remember the name of that
traveling show?

No, not right off.

I printed their programs, though.

Yes, see, I do all the printing here.

Newspapers, posters, handbills.

Yeah, six years ago.

Let's see.

Six years.

Oh, yeah. Here it is.

The pink lady sextet. Phrased from
triumphs in Leadville, Cedar City...

City, Montana.

Virginia... How'd you know?

Because I used to play cards in Virginia
City, in the same saloon where those

girls were dancing.

I wouldn't remember their faces, and
May's dresses are a little longer these

days. But she was lying, Frankie. She
does know who I am.

Well, you must have made some hit with
her. Six years later, she takes one look

at you as you're beat up and tossed out
of town.

But now I know why.

You see, I got in a scrap with a man in
that saloon.

He said I was cheating. Of course, I
wasn't.

But I got six days in jail anyway for
disturbing a piece.

The man in the next cell was waiting to
be hanged. He killed his partner in a

fight over a gold claim.

Well, we got to playing cards through
the bars, and I got to know him pretty

well. Well, the day before he was
supposed to hang, he got a gun away from

of the guards and escaped.

But if I hadn't started remembering
Virginia City, I don't think I'd have

remembered him.

Not 20 pounds heavier, with a beard.

A beard?

Do you mean Mr. Scott?

Well, his name was Scott then.

He changed it.

Have you ever changed your name,
Frankie?

Well, sure.

After all, I couldn't go around with a
handle like Frankovich.

Neither could Scott.

What do you mean?

His name was Frankovich, too.

Nick Frankovich.

He was my pa?

I don't know how to take this.

My pa.

My easy Frankie.

You thought he was dead eight years ago.

But I never knew for sure.

Who did kill him?

I don't know.

But May Miller knew who he was.

And I'm pretty sure she was squeezing
money out of him.

Well, welcome back, Mr. Maverick. May
said you might be around to see me.

Oh, well.

It doesn't matter anymore.

As a matter of fact, I'm a little sorry
about our mix -up the other night. Not

at all my fault entirely.

May I come in?

Please do.

Well, I see you boys finally got
together.

Well, it was really you I came to see,
Mae, but Mr. Nolan is certainly welcome.

Fine, fine. Have a chair, Mr. Maffrey.
Thank you.

Well, shall we talk or sit here and bore
each other like civilized people?

Try talking.

Well, I have a bone to pick.

You've been a naughty girl, May.

You told a fib.

Oh? And what was that?

When you said you never saw me before.

What about Virginia City?

Well, I've been there. Have you?

At the same time you and Scott were
there.

Scott? Frankovich.

Oh, it's all right. I understand, May.
You were absolutely right to try to get

rid of me.

After all, you fell into a pretty good
thing just by knowing who he was.

And I would have tried to cut myself in.

Cut yourself in?

Oh, well, I've been catching up on all
my old newspapers.

Seems there was a man named Stoner
turned up dead here about five years

fresh from Virginia City. Stoner?

Oh, you remember Stoner.

Played very bad poker.

He knew Frankovich, too.

You're putting words together that you
seem to understand, but I don't.

It's a shame you couldn't wait for Scott
to die a natural death.

I thought that little blonde from Tucson
had killed him.

Must be something you don't know about
her. As a matter of fact, she doesn't

know it about herself yet.

But I think her story's gonna make a lot
more sense if it gets out that Scott

was her father.

Her father?

Her real name's Frankovich.

You say... she doesn't know about this
yet?

And she doesn't have to.

I figure it's not too late to slice
myself a piece of cake.

Now, what's it worth if she never finds
out? A thousand dollars?

You'd love to have me say yes, wouldn't
you?

It would prove you were guessing right.

But you wouldn't leave that girl in
jail.

Not if you believed what you were
saying.

But that's part of my price. You have to
get her out.

Get her out? How?

Well, give the sheriff someone else.

Give him the one who really killed
Scott.

It was him, wasn't it?

That's not very polite, Mr. Maverick.
Hold it, Vic. He's joking. He's got to

I'm not.

Now, and if you're worried about him
talking after the sheriff gets him,

we could always have him shot of
resisting arrest.

Why don't you stand up and see how easy
that'd be?

Come on. You're wearing a gun. Please,
Vic, we're talking business here. Try

to interrupt.

Well? It's no good.

It's all a bluff.

No, I'm afraid it isn't.

You see, the sheriff's got a letter of
mine in his safe, but I can get it out.

If anything happens to me, he's going to
read it.

What if we do go along with you?

What? Hear me out, Vic.

Suppose I did go to the sheriff and tell
him it was you who did it.

And after all, it was both times.

But we'd give you a head start.

A couple of days, a week.

They'd never catch you.

And if I get my thousand now, I might
even go with you.

Nobody's cut you in yet, Maverick.

And nobody's selling me out. Not even
you, May.

I'd kill you both before I... I
wouldn't. Not in front of witnesses.

Witnesses? Would you do me one last
favor, Vic?

Would you open the door and let the
sheriff in?

Drop the gun, Vic.

Don't move, man.

I'm sorry, Vic.

I really did tell him to wait outside
the door.

It's getting so you can't depend on
anyone.

You're positive there's no other
passengers?

One ticket, one passenger.

Climb in, let's go.

could be sweeter. We got the whole thing
to ourselves.

Easy with those hat boxes here.

Aren't you proud of me, lover?

Got $500 advance on my new estate.

Didn't buy me one single new hat.

Guess I'm all through being confused.

Frankie, you can't leave Ten Strike now.

You belong here. You're an heiress.
You're even a banker.

Well, I'm not quite ready to settle down
yet, lover.

Besides, I know why you tried to sneak
off without seeing me.

Because I have all that money, you think
I'm too good for you.

I do not.

And after all you did for me.

Why, you shouldn't be so proud.

There's nothing wrong with marrying
money.

Not if you're really in love.

Frankie, there's a couple of things
we've got to get settled.

I am not proud, and I'm not in love,
especially with you. I have no intention

getting married, and if I did, it
wouldn't be to you.

I mean...

Anybody ever tell you love is you talk
too much?

We'll be right back.

Maverick is a legend of the West.

Riverwalk, ring your bell.

Farewell, Annabelle. Luck is a lady that
he loves the best.

Match to New Orleans.

Living on Jackson, Queens.

Maverick is a legend of the West.