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Who's got the guns on who?

You fellas have the guns all right. But you see, Corey has the gold.

He's not going to come all the way back here just to split it with you two

fellas. Don't pull that stuff on me, dude.

Clay, Corey ain't that kind of guy.

Oh?

What kind of guy is he? Well, he's kind of like... Well, I... You tell him,

Snake. I reckon Corey's pretty much like us.

Smarter, maybe, but like us.

Us?

You think?

I think.

You better take out after Corey, so he don't hog all the loot for himself.

Let's take care of these two right now and get moving.

You and your big mouth.

A Warner Brothers television production.

Be an interesting fracas if Clay Corey tries to jump this train. It'll be more

interesting for him than for us. We got more guns than Fort Wichita.

Well, me, I hope he tries it.

He's had easy picking so far with only one guard on each train.

Say, you reckon they're putting guards on all the trains? Till Corey gets

nabbed, they are.

Hey, Clumsy, be quiet.

We're trying to set a trap for Corey.

Board!

Come

on,

you're on your way.

I don't know how you snuck aboard my train to Kansas City, but you're getting

off here.

But, conductor, sir, if you'll just let me stay aboard until Denver, my cousin

will meet me. He'll pay my full fare.

Travel now, pay later.

That'll be the day.

Don't be a simpleton, mister.

Indeed not.

I've got a hunch they'll catch that hombre before long.

Do you have a crystal ball, or do you read fortunes with cards?

Well, no, but I have lost a few fortunes with them. Well, what I meant was,

Sheriff, I, uh... I happen to know that Wells Fargo is secretly putting a half

-dozen armed guards aboard every baggage car leaving Kansas City.

Some secret, isn't it? With you blabbing it all over town.

Well, I haven't told a soul, except you and your lawman.

I thought you'd be happy to know.

You see to it you don't tell anyone else.

You have my word, Sheriff.

I'll have you in jail if I see you in this town more than 24 more hours.

I watched you get the boot from that conductor.

Oh, but Sheriff... We don't allow deadbeats in this town.

Thanks, Joe.

You want to meet an inspector or something?

Well, friend, I...

I got carried away. You see, I had a very light breakfast.

Now ain't that a shame.

When I'm finished, you can have the bone.

I may be back.

I go to the desert to find

my sheep.

my friends, truly inspiring.

I only wish that the rest of my flock could be here to see the fine send -off

that you're giving my niece and me.

We're powerful and happy to see you go, Deacon.

I speak for my flock and myself when I say that we regret leaving this peaceful

village.

But to more pleasant things, I see that the ladies have prepared a bounteous

table. Shall we join them?

Coffee? Oh, now, tea or coffee? Do you have both? Coffee. Good for you, dear.

Yes, there you are.

What shall I give you? Nothing? Tea?

What? You're a stranger.

I was hoping you wouldn't notice.

Oh. Why, that's quite all right, young man. You look hungry.

Thank you. Thank you, ma 'am.

You bet.

Well, hello.

How nice to see you today. Thank you.

Wherever you go, dear. Thank you. A little coffee or a little tea for you?

Frisco. Frisco Bell.

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you, Frisco.

Call me that.

Why, sure. Sure, Bell.

My name is Mary Bell, and I'll thank you to remember that.

Well, Frisco, Mary Bell?

Come on over here where we can talk.

Sit down.

Thanks, Bell.

See, it was about a little over a year ago, wasn't it?

At the Diamond Palace in San Francisco.

And you were dealing feral quite well, as I recall.

Forget it.

Oh, I am glad to see you, Bart, I suppose.

But don't talk about my past.

That's all over.

All right.

I'm glad I bumped into you, though.

It's nice knowing I'm not the only stranger here.

Oh, I'm not a stranger here, Bart. I'm a member of Deacon Eaker's mission.

Do you remember?

What's so astonishing about that?

Deacon Eaker happens to be my uncle.

He located me in the... diamond palace about a year ago and he brought me here

and he convinced me that dealing pharaoh was unladylike i've been doing mission

work ever since um convince me while i eat

oh i'll convince you and maybe i can even convince you that playing cards is

empty shallow hopeless mode of living

Wait a second.

Couldn't be helped.

We'd be talking to Clay Corey.

Shh.

What happened? Something wrong?

Yeah, there's something wrong.

That train job we had planned for tomorrow.

Corey's found out they got a whole pestle of guards hiding out in the

car.

I'm glad he found out.

What's he going to do? There's a lot of loot on that train.

It'd be a shame to let it go.

The three of us can't take on a whole army.

Maybe they figured they needed an army.

Six trains in the last month. I've never even got a look at it. Not without our

masks, anyway.

Don't worry. The boss knows what he's doing.

He'd better come up with an idea for tomorrow.

Don't worry, he will.

This will be the biggest hole yet.

Why are you and your uncle going to Devil's Flat?

Well, the members of Uncle Kurt's mission are founding a new settlement

As a matter of fact, we're the last two to go.

We're leaving in Uncle Kurt's buckboard.

The rest of the flock went on ahead after selling their stores and farms

Devil's flat.

It's on the way to Denver.

I've got to get to Denver to meet my cousin Bo.

Do you think I might be able to hitch a ride with you and your uncle?

Well, I'll ask Uncle Kurt, but I... I hope you do go with us. It'll give me a

chance to talk to you.

Uncle Kurt?

Excuse me, Martha.

Uncle Kurt, I'd like you to meet Mr. Bart Maverick. How do you do?

He's a friend, and he's also broke.

He wants to get to Denver, and he'd like to ride with us as far as Devil's Flat.

You know, it disturbs me in this land of plenty to find a man financially

embarrassed. It bothers me too, Deacon.

Well, the bitter with the sweet, I suppose. It's all part of the game of

My old pappy mentioned the game of life once, but...

He said that most of us, by the time we're up on the rules, are generally too

old to play it.

Very well put.

Oh, by the way, we'd be glad to have you ride with us. We leave first thing in

the morning.

Thank you, Deacon.

If you don't mind my asking, why aren't you and Mary Bell taking the train?

Why the wagon?

My horses, sir. They're too spirited.

They'd be skittish on the train.

Spirited?

You sound like you have a couple of trotters.

They're pretty high steppers, both of them.

You own racehorses?

Just a hobby, I assure you. All my winnings go to my favorite charity.

Well, then, Deacon, we're not so far apart after all.

You see, all of my winnings go to my favorite charity.

Oh, Deacon, I'm glad I found you. Sure.

Something's come up about your trip. I wonder if you could come over to my

office for a few minutes.

You and your niece.

Well, surely.

Well, my deadbeat friend.

Didn't take you too long to track down the free grub, did it?

Be lots more free grub in jail if I see you around here tomorrow night.

Your worries are over, Sheriff.

I'll be leaving town in the morning with the deacon and Mary Bell.

You're taking this?

Now, really, Sheriff, I know Mr.

Maverick quite well.

He's really a dear and very nice.

Just a schoolboy at heart.

Yeah, reform school.

Don't you realize, Maribel, he's a worthless no -good?

Of course.

A penniless tramp.

Naturally. A lowdown.

Ungrateful.

Contemptible.

Well, I wouldn't say contemptible.

You're going to let him have ungrateful?

Sheriff, I really think there's good clay underneath, and I intend to try and

bring it out.

A snake sometimes has a very fine appearance.

But he's still a snake.

You dress very well, Sheriff.

Sheriff?

Nevertheless, I want Maverick to ride with us.

I'll accept full responsibility.

I also think he should be included in the meeting.

Your funeral.

I don't think the sheriff likes you, Bart.

That is a shrewd observation.

I thought I detected a hint of animosity.

Well, he's been very helpful to our mission, especially with our move to

Flat. He really has some fine qualities.

Yeah. Everything from plain ornery to downright mean.

Oh, your wild ways have made you cynical, Bart, like I used to be.

But the deacon taught me to love my neighbor.

Then start with me, because I'm the nearest.

Do you know that sheriff of yours is a pretty fancy dresser? I wonder how he

manages on a sheriff's salary.

How he spends his money is no concern of ours.

Yeah, but how he gets it might be.

on the job again, huh?

Job?

What job?

We ain't had a guest here in two days. All right, never mind that. Just do as

you're told.

Pull down those shades.

Ain't you the modest one.

What are you aiming to do, sir? Floss you up a bit?

Sir?

Deacon? Mary Bell?

Secret meeting.

Dirty work at the crossroads.

Maverick, why don't you button your lip before I have to button it for you?

Now, Deacon, what I had in mind was that... Oscar, why don't you and that

mutt go on outside? This is private.

Come on, Hercules.

Sheriffs don't want us to teeter in his goings -on.

Deacon, I'm getting very concerned over these train holdups lately.

This Clay Corey's a pretty smart boy.

That's no secret all over town that you're shipping all that gold to Devil's

Flat tomorrow.

That's right.

Do you want to follow me back here a minute, Deacon?

Now, this is the chest with the $50 ,000 in gold you gave me for safekeeping.

That's right, and it goes on the train tomorrow morning.

$50 ,000?

Yours? It belongs to my flock, the members of my mission.

When they sold their ranches and businesses to go to Devil's Flat, they

money in my keeping.

It's not going on the train, Deacon.

What do you mean?

Well, I just can't see letting Corey have a crack at all this money.

So I've devised a plan.

Excuse me a minute, please.

Thank you.

Now, this is the chest that's going on the train.

So that if Corey decides to hold up, all he'll end up with is a load of rocks.

Well, now, I don't understand, Sheriff.

How is the real chest with the gold in it going to get there? Ah, that's the

beauty of it, Deacon.

This chest will go with you in your wagon.

The bandits will never suspect.

I don't know, Sheriff. It seems awfully risky to me.

Oh, you take my word for it, Deacon. It's a very good plan.

Now, tomorrow morning you bring your wagon up here, 7 o 'clock.

We'll sneak the real chest of your honor onto that wagon.

And I'll take the fake chest out of the train and make a big show of putting it

on board.

That's in case Corey and some of the vendors are watching.

Sheriff, do you think that's wise?

Corey can't hold up the train.

Remember, I told you about those extra guards this morning.

Mister, you are a vagrant.

And as far as I'm concerned, a very suspicious character.

Before I take advice from a man like you, I'll turn in my badge.

Yes, Bart, pipe down.

I mean, will you please not interfere?

Now, Deacon, not a word of this to anyone.

If Corey should ever find out. Oh, we'd be like sitting ducks out there on the

trail. That's right.

Thanks for your consideration, Sheriff. Anytime, Deacon.

Well, till tomorrow morning then, folks.

You, go on inside.

If anyone's wanted me, tell them I'm across the street.

Come on, Hercules.

You know, sending that gold in a buckboard is a harebrained scheme.

And Deacon Eaker doesn't even carry a gun.

Well, you do.

Don't you know how to use it?

Yes, but generally when I start shooting at something, it has a nasty habit of

shooting back.

Bart?

What makes you think the gold would be safer going by train?

Oh, with all those guards, Corey wouldn't stand a chance.

I wonder if you could be right about the sheriff.

You used to have a sixth sense about crooks.

So did you.

Don't you think it's odd that the sheriff decided to switch those chests

after I told him about the extra guards?

Maybe he was just being obstinate.

Maybe. But if the money would be safer going on the train, maybe you ought to

see that it does go by train.

Not me.

I did my part by telling him about the extra guards in the first place.

Well, he wouldn't listen to me, and that is that.

But if he's up to some sort of trickery, we've got to protect Uncle Kurt's gold.

Think of something.

Oh, not me.

Maribel, I don't want any part of it. All I want to do is get to Denver.

And in order to get to Denver, you've got to go with us.

Do I sense a small threat?

You do.

Either you help protect the gold or no ride.

The gold means more to you than I do.

About $50 ,000 more.

Well, if you put it that way, I guess I'll have to try to do something about

Just be careful.

That advice, my dear, is unnecessary.

Evening. Well, young fella, what brings you back?

Oh, nothing in particular. I just wanted somebody to talk to.

I guess you must get pretty lonesome in here.

Tolerable, tolerable.

I guess you get the urge to skip across the street for a drink every now and

again, huh?

Yeah. I will admit that Hercules and me do take a nip.

The dog drinks?

Why, shouldn't he? He's old enough.

I got an idea.

Why don't you go across the street for that drink, and I'll watch the store.

Well, now, that's right neighborly of you.

Neighborly.

What do you say, Hercules, you want a drink?

Okay,

we'll do it.

Come on, Hercules, let's go.

Come on.

That young fellow must think we're addled paint.

He's up to some chicanery by, Granny. Now, don't get fretting. We'll get a

drink. But let's take a look first. Come on.

Two of them, thanks to you, young fella.

Happy to be of service.

I guess I better be moseying along, old timer.

Thank you kindly.

That's what that no -good sheriff gets for not taking us into his confidence.

If an ahita told me he stashed them chests under that bunk, I never would

left this place.

On the other hand, we better not let him know that Maverick was messing with his

chests. So we're going to put them back just the way they was.

What brought you back?

Last year I got to thinking about you sitting up here all by yourself, and

seeing as I got a little bit of desk work to do tonight anyway, why don't you

across the street and get yourself a drink?

Another? I mean, sure.

Hercules, how's about it? You want a drink?

Okay.

Well, I don't want to take care of you, Mr. Maverick.

I thought I told you two before.

I don't allow loafers in this town.

Now either get a job or get out.

This is your last warning.

All right, you two listen to me and don't ask questions I'll explain later.

Gold isn't going on the train. I've suckered him into taking it with him on

Tikanuka's wagon.

It'll be a cinch to catch up with him and the girl out there on the trail. I

said listen.

There's a dude in town, very suspicious.

Supposed to go in the wagon with him.

Name's Maverick.

Want you two to look him up tonight.

See to it that an accident happens to him.

Yeah, saw him a little while ago with the McCall girl.

We'll handle him.

Where's he at?

Could be almost anywhere.

Find him.

Gotcha, Corey.

We'll take care of him. You better.

Back again?

Yeah.

Well, you see, I'm temporarily devoid of...

Broke, huh?

Terse, but true.

Terse, huh?

Yeah.

I was wondering if I might prevail upon you to let me sleep in one of the empty

cells.

I guess it'll be all right.

What do you say about it, Hercules?

Okay.

Thank you, Hercules.

But don't cut any diodes, because I'm going to be sitting right here all

Well, I wouldn't think of it.

Thanks very much.

Got a new guy signed in named Maverick.

Hey, boss.

Shh.

Did you do your job? Boss, we turned this town upside down.

There's a sign of Maverick.

You two apes couldn't find a grizzly bear in a silo. I swear, boss, Maverick

ain't nowhere in town.

Maybe he figured you was on to him and took off.

Well, good morning, Sheriff.

Well, I want to thank you for the use of your jail cell, but that bed is a

little hard.

You spent the night in my jail?

Jail?

Who'd ever thought of looking for him in jail?

Pardon me?

Right there.

Want a maverick?

Dig it? Well, we're ready to leave, Sheriff.

Except for the chest.

Oh, it's just inside.

You want to give me a hand?

Well, what?

Remember what I said about the ride?

Did you do something about the gold?

Nothing to it. I merely switched the chests when no one was around.

As simple as that?

And Sheriff Trevor doesn't know anything about it?

Nope. The chest that goes in the back of this wagon holds nothing but rocks.

And the chest the sheriff puts on the train will actually hold the gold.

That's right.

Poor Uncle Kurt. It's really a shame to fool him like this.

Well, young fella, looks like you started planning on pulling up the

That's right.

Me and Hercules slipped out of the office this morning before you woke to

a bite of breakfast.

Sure glad we got back in time to tell you so long.

Well, thank you very much.

Another thing, young fella, just in case you figure you put something over on

old Oscar...

Them chests the sheriff put under the bunk, I seen you mixing them around last

night. Shh.

I can't explain it now, but you don't have to mention that to the sheriff.

Don't intend to.

Don't have to.

I changed them chest backs the way they were before you monkeyed with them.

Well, so long.

That means we're actually carrying the gold on the wagon after all.

Maybe it'll turn out okay anyway, though. There's no way Clay Corey could

have... Bye, Miss Maribel. I hope we meet again sometime real soon.

Goodbye, Sheriff Trevor, and thank you for everything.

It was my pleasure.

As for you, Freeloader... I'd better not ever find you in this town again.

Sheriff, I've met men that I've respected and liked.

And men that I've liked but didn't respect.

And men that I didn't like but had respect for.

There's one other combination that just about sums up my feelings for you.

You did want to see that cousin in Denver, didn't you?

Sheriff?

I sure appreciate your help.

Any time at all, Deacon.

I'd better get that fake chest down to the depot. The train leaves in 30

minutes. Thanks again, Sheriff.

to the canyon and bushwhack Maverick? No, no, not now.

The chest's on board the wagon. They're on their way.

Tomorrow afternoon, I want you two boys to meet me just outside town, and we'll

take us a day or so to catch up with the wagon, and we'll take the gold then.

Why wait so long, boss? Why not tonight?

Listen, stupid.

I want this job done far away from here.

I don't want anyone suspecting me.

This, uh, sheriff's angle's too good a thing to let go of.

You mean you're gonna hang on to the job?

Even though we got our hands on a fortune?

Peanuts.

Don't you lunkheads know what's going on?

As sheriff here, I'm the first one to find out any gold shipment that comes

through town.

There's gonna be plenty more of it, boys.

Plenty more.

Better think about that while I take a chestful of rocks down the depot.

There they are.

This is their third day on the trail, boss.

We'll have to jump them tonight for the last chance.

How do you like that? And I forgot the masks.

We won't need them.

You mean we're going to scrag them?

That's the only way you know of, isn't it?

No, my murderous friend.

We're going to do this nice and legitimate.

They're going to hand the gold to me.

Tonight will be our last night on the trail.

That's right.

And as I said, I want to talk to you.

All right.

Bart, why don't you give up this roving life?

It's not good gallivanting all over the country from one hotel to another, one

poker game to another.

What would you have me do, Mary Bell?

Well, maybe a position in an office.

You have a good head for figures.

Now there you are right.

Bart, I'm being serious.

Oh, so am I.

Bell. Bart, give me your cards.

I knew you couldn't stay away.

What'll it be, blackjack?

I do not want to play. I told you that part of my life was all over. I've

over a new leaf.

Well, my old pappy used to say, son, it's fine to turn over a new leaf, but

there's always somebody trying to snoop through the old pages.

Oh, Bart, don't you see these little pieces of pasteboard can lead to only

misery and unhappiness?

Let me burn them.

Uh -uh.

Belle, how well I remember you at the Diamond Palace.

All the gentlemen dressed in white ties and tails filling the gaming rooms.

Crystal chandeliers.

Now, the orchestra used to break into the waltz every time you swept down the

grand staircase.

Dressed in magnificent white silk with a single black pearl adorning your neck.

Oh, you were lovely and radiant.

Well, you had all of San Francisco right in the palm of your hand.

And then you'd take your place behind the blackjack table and all the men

crowd around and...

You'd start dealing the cards one by one, but not one man looked at his

You preferred rather to bask in your radiant smile.

All right, Bell, hit me light.

Maverick, you tricked me. I was just trying to make a point. I'm not

But I think it's wonderful if you are changing from the old life.

But don't try to change me, Mary Bell.

Will you please get supper ready? I'd like to turn in early tonight.

I'll be glad to deliver that gold tomorrow. It begins to weigh heavy on my

heart.

Well, we're almost out of the woods and no sign of Corey.

We still have tonight to get through.

Deacon, glad I found you.

Well, Sheriff Trevor, what are you doing here?

Now, don't be alarmed, Deacon, but just after you left, I got word that Corey

got wind of our scheme.

He knows you've got the chest of gold on the wagon.

So I deputized these two men and came out after you. Oh, I'm glad that you've

come. I've been worried.

If what you say is true, Corey may be somewhere in these woods right now.

Uh -huh. Well, I don't have time to stay with you in the wagon, but I do have

time to take the gold out of the chest, put it in the saddlebags, and rush it

out into Devil's Flat for you.

They're up to something. I'll bet on it. Of course they are.

He'll take the gold and claim that Corey jumped him later.

It was mighty nice of you to go to all this trouble, Sheriff. Boys, you get the

saddlebags, Deacon. Could I have the key, please?

Thank you.

For your information, Maverick, I happen to know you switched chest on me.

I should have arrested you for tampering with the law, but I wanted to see just

how far you'd go.

You might also like to know that I switched the chest back again, smart

Are you thinking I might find rocks in this chest? It's wrong.

Dead wrong.

I'm going to find... rocks.

Where's the gold, boss?

That's a good question.

I want some answers.

Coax me.

I'm coaxed. What's the meaning of this, Sheriff? What are you doing?

I don't think you have to keep calling him Sheriff, Deacon.

Does he, Mr. Corey?

Corey? I can hardly believe it.

Where's the gold?

Maverick was just about to tell me, weren't you, Maverick?

Yeah. You see, Oscar saw me switch the chests, so he put them back the way they

were. What you did was to put them back the way I had them.

Then you put the real chest on a train, huh, boss?

So you outfoxed yourself, Mr. Corey.

The gold's safe at Devil's Flat in the Wells Fargo office, and I'm the only one

who can claim it legally.

So you are.

Unload the buckboard, boys. Hitch up the team.

Get over here, Maverick.

Deacon, you're going in with me to Devil's Flat to pick up that chest of

won't go.

And if I'm not back by tomorrow afternoon, my friends over there will be

to shoot Maverick and your niece.

All right, I'll go.

Don't do it, Uncle Kurt.

What difference does it make whether they kill us tonight or tomorrow?

Now, don't listen to her, Deacon. I happen to prefer tomorrow.

Well, looks like Corey ends up with the gold, even though my plan did work.

There's one thing all my poker playing has taught me, Mary Beth.

What's that?

Strategy.

Look at those two, Mary Bell.

A more perfect example of a couple of fools you'll never see.

We're fools, huh?

Who's got the guns on who?

You boys have the guns all right.

But you see, Corey has the gold.

He's not going to come all the way back here just to split it with you two

fellas. Don't pull that stuff on me, dude.

Clay, Corey ain't that kind of guy.

Oh? What kind of guy is he?

Well, he's kind of like... Well, I... You tell him, Snake.

I reckon Corey's pretty much like us.

Smarter, maybe, but like us.

Us?

Do you think?

I think.

You better take out after Corey, so he don't hog all the loot for himself.

Strategy. Let's take care of these two right now and get moving.

You and your big mouth. Wait.

I'll make a deal.

There's something you two don't know.

There is?

Yes. Clay Corey won't get the gold because it isn't in Devil's Flat.

It ain't?

No.

Now, I'll show you where it is, and you can have it all to yourselves.

Only you've got to promise not to shoot us.

We've got nothing to lose.

Spill. Well, you haven't promised.

Sure, sure, we promise.

Where's the gold?

What kind of a gag is this?

Well, the gold is hidden in the bottom.

You see, we figured we might have a robbery, and that's why we hid it there.

Bart Maverick was strategy.

Well, what is that?

Oh, I was just keeping them for emergencies.

Well, we're facing a pretty big emergency.

Let's try to find their horses.

Just keep it up.

Justice will prevail.

Well,

I'll do the prevailing.

And if you'd like to see your niece alive, you'd just better not try

Good day, clerk.

I'm Sheriff Trevor from Crenshaw.

Howdy, Sheriff.

I'm here to help Deacon Eaker pick up a wooden chest.

Isn't that so, Deacon?

Yes, I guess so.

Come on, come on. Where's the wooden chest?

All right, Corey.

Everything's under control, Deacon.

Oh, Uncle Kurt.

Mary Bell, thank goodness you're safe.

Easy, easy.

Face up, Corey. The worm's turned.

Turned right around again, worm.

Two things I'm taking with me when I leave here.

Miss Mary Bell and the gold.

Drop the gun, deadbeat.

Don't get nervous, Maverick. I'll be all over in a minute.

All right, Corey. I'll take that.

Those that sin shall repent.

Watch those generalizations, Deacon.

Mr. Maverick, would you kindly assist me to take this chest of gold out of my

wagon? My pleasure, Deacon.

It's rather heavy.

and it isn't often I get a chance like this.

I mean, it's kind of a nice experience knowing that you helped me carry a big

chest of... rocks.

Gold. Where's my gold?

Well, we saw the gold in one of these chests.

You saw it, I saw it, and Maribel... Maribel?

Sure that you reformed your niece

Oh

Going

somewhere

may I help

Say, that's a heavy bag.

Poker chips or rocks?

You know very well what's in that bag.

I have my suspicions, but I don't know how it got there.

Well, while you were asleep the other night in the jail, us there was too.

So I just came in and the keys to the cell were right there.

I sent the bag ahead by stage.

Bart, honey, there's plenty there for both of us.

And with that stage leaving in just a few minutes, why...

We could be in clover.

Yeah, we could be in trouble.

I overheard my own niece. It's a disgrace.

I think I have a better cure for her than the sheriff, Mr. Maverick.

What's that, Deacon?

We have a new mission in northern Canada, right near the Arctic Circle.

She'll have plenty of time to repent.

Do you agree, Mary Bell?

I don't see that I have much choice.

Bart, I don't suppose you'd like to come along?

No, thanks.

The nights are too long for me.

I'm a passenger on this train and you've got to stop.

Oh, you can't do this to me. I have a ticket.

Who is the tall, dark stranger there?

Maverick is the name.

Riding the trail to who knows where.

Luck is his companion.

Gantling 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 the lady.

that he loves the best.

Nice to see New Orleans,

living on Jackson Queens.

Maverick is a legend of the West.

Rebel, I'll ring your bell.

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

Nice to see New Orleans, living on Jackson Queens.

Maverick is a legend of the West.

Maverick is a legend of the West.