All language subtitles for Maverick S04E01 - The Bundle From Britain ENGLISH

'What do they do around here?'

Give you a shave
before they kill ya?

- What are you talking about?
- That razor here on the table.

Oh.

- Razor!
- Razor!

We'll let them
come all the way in.

And then I'll sneak
up and cut their..

My razor!

A Warner
Bros. television production.

Whoa, ho!

Well, that finishes the search.

I done looked everywhere in
St. Louis except under the rugs.

How about goin'
down to the docks there?

No. No, not me.

Along side of them
lacquered-up leopards.

Well, the Battle of Bull Run
was fired and bred.

Ridin' in a whale bottom.

Thanks.

And if you do find
your cousin down there

he'd probably be
mounted on a wall.

'Alright, now, out you go.'

'Out!'

'Out!'

Get 'em a room, Granas.

Jail's full, Mr. Muldoon.

Then stack 'em under
the dock, the tide's out.

Kinda like New Year's Eve
in a zoo, huh, constable?

- You're kinda tidy.
- Well, I've been uptown.

I'm lookin' for a cousin
of mine, Beauregarde Maverick.

- What's he look like?
- Uh..

Ah, I don't know.

Well, I mean, I haven't
seen him in quite sometime.

He's been in England
for the past five years.

England, huh?

You better see
the honorable Freddie Bognor.

He's down at the Blue Moose.
You can't miss him.

He's got one of 'em shirts
that look like a meringue pie

after a Norther struck it.

Uh, obliged.

Do you play poker?

By Declaration of Independence.

Tell Freddie I sent you.

Thanks.

Ha!

I believe, I shall address you.

Oh, no, uh, call you.

Three ways over
the rainbow, sonny.

Oh, I say what a spot of luck.

Four kings!

I ain't seen nothin' come out
of them pink little hands

but kings and queens.

The Bognor's have always had
an acquaintance with royalty.

Oh!

Oh, clumsy of me, mate.
No harm.

No harm.

No wallet.

Are you sayin' I'm crooked?

Like a stone fence.

Why, you..

Oh!

Ooh!

- Mr. Bognor?
- Hmm.

Mr. Muldoon said
to tell you he sent me down.

I know Constable Muldoon.

I hope you're not
payin' those two by the hour.

Looks like I shan't
be paying them at all.

I regret the need to say it,
but you're most adept

with your hands, Mr. uh..

Maverick.
Bart Maverick.

- You're sort of adept yourself.
- Oh?

Like with four card draw.

Oh.

You mean three card draw.

No, four card.

Three from the deck
and one from your sleeve.

Well, I must say..

A patron of the arts?

Art 52.

An enchanting business.

Unfortunately... at the moment

it's in the hands
of the receiver.

Uh, some place
where we can talk?

What was it you really wanted
to see me about, Mr. Maverick?

Well, Muldoon led me to believe

that you could
help me find somebody.

'Course, that's
before I knew a man

was being sent
to do a pigeon's job.

Muldoon and I
have a trade agreement.

You're lucky your head isn't
bobbing down the Mississippi.

- Oh, why?
- Why?

Well, let's just say
it's illegal.

Ooh, nonsense!
It's enterprise.

I say, you wouldn't be
interested in a short game?

No, thanks, Freddie.

I'm lookin'
for a cousin who's overdue.

Hold on.

Yes.

Chap like you.

Quick fists, quick mind.

I wonder.

No wonder at all, Freddie.

The only thing they forgot
when they made you was a fuse.

The idea I'm wondering about
could be worth two..

Thousand..

Dollars.

Wonder a little more.

Splendid!
Come along.

Oh, and... so there's
nothing between us.

My wallet!

Public school training.

Devilish hard habit to break.

Delicious cows in the colonies.

Why don't you have 'em
serve the horns?

Hmm? Oh-ho, jolly good.

So, to continue, my father
the Marquis of Bognor received

a prospectus from a ranch
in some spot called Wyoming.

Where never is heard
a discouraging word.

A place dedicated to the
improvement of young manhood.

Firm the mind and body,
and all that rot.

Make giants out of weaklings.

And so the old walrus,
my father, thought of me.

And here I am.

He thought they'd make a
man of you on this ranch.

So, he said.

He proposed I should spend
six perishing months in Wyoming.

So, what's your problem?

I'm two weeks
overdue in this spot.

Obviously I can't
just chuck over

my business connections
here in town.

Obviously.

What I want, Maverick, is for
you to go up to this ranch

and impersonate me.

Impersonate? Well, I don't
even have an accent.

Then keep your mouth shut.

Take a look at the decent side.

Such an outing will be
a lark for a chap like you.

It might kill me.

Sorry.

All my credentials,
including my signet ring.

And don't forget.

Two thousand dollars.

Well, I'll never forget
$2000, but it..

It just wouldn't work, Fredrick.

Well, maybe you're right.

Maybe, it's destiny.

It's destiny.

Farewell, Maverick.

Goodbye, Fredrick.

- Cheerio!
- 'Cheero.'

Cheero.

'And that is
how I got the medal.'

'Gentlemen, I trust you'll
print exactly as I tell.'

'We sure will, Mr. Maverick.'

It's one of the best stories
we've heard in years.

- Thank you!
- You're welcome.

- Bart!
- What are you doing?

Get them back here,
deny everything.

What are you talking about?

That story they'll publish,
your pappy reads it

he'll send you back
to England for five more years.

Uncle Beau
should know the facts.

Look, I just quieted him down
enough to think about you

in simple sentences,
now, you do this.

- But, I'm innocent.
- You won a medal.

That's what pappy claimed
he could never forgive.

- I was a prisoner.
- You captured a Yankee general.

I didn't capture him,
he captured me.

Uh, he liked to play poker.

I was the only one around
who wasn't fighting.

You must've been concentrating
pretty hard not to hear

the confederate troops
coming on.

Oh, it took concentration.
He liked wild games.

But the bad luck happened,
right as those Georgia fellows

came marching into the tent.

I'd, uh, just won a hand.

And the general slams
down his card

saying "son, I give up."

Next thing I knew.

You won at the line of duty?

A heart flush.

Why didn't you tell pappy this?

Oh, I tried, but he kept
ranting on about me

being the white sheep
of the family.

Oh, where have ya been?

Looked all over
St. Louis for you.

Oh, I was detained at the boat.

Seems some little rodent

made off with
the purser's trunk.

And seeing that
he was English and..

That I had acquired
this accent, slight as it is..

Well, if it hadn't been
for this medal, I might be...

What might this rodent
look like?

Oh, I never saw him.

He's a titled chap, I
understand, name of, uh, Bognor.

Bo..

You were mistaken for him?

Just the voice.

Well, that voice might
just be worth $2000.

- Oh!
- Mm-hm.

Oh, what do we, uh, do?
And where do we go?

First, we do a little searching,
follow me.

Oh, by the way, my bags,
they were impounded.

You wouldn't have
a $5 bill, would you?

Certainly, cousin.

What's mine is..

Freddie's.

Ha!

I'll take two cards, sir.

Three, please.

And two to the dealer.

Is that the little weasel?

Complete with chicken coop.

I believe it's your bet,
Colonel Memphis.

Well, I'll just bet a 1000

on these 5 little juleps.

Good show.
Uh, Colonel Mobeele, sir?

Call.

Call.

'Sir, dropping a
card constitutes an irregularity.'

- I declare a new deal.
- Never.

The man picks up his cards,
and the game goes on.

You questioning
my judgment, sir?

I am, and I'm prepared
to shoot a hole in it.

Ohh. Oh.

Colonel Memphis!

Well, who sent you this time?

Two-thousand dollars,
and an orphaned billfold.

Two-thousand?

You mean,
you've changed your mind?

Billfold, Fredrick.

Oh, yes. Sticky item.

Now, you've decided
to represent me, hmm?

No, not me. My cousin, Beau.
He's had practice at it.

Oh, really?

Yes. The purser's trunk.

Remember?

Oh, yes.
The chap on Deck-B.

- I say, that was poor luck.
- Yes.

Well, that poor luck
is going to cost you

an extra $1000, Mr. Bognor.

Added to which, there'll be an
additional 1000 posted as bond.

Bringing the total you owe

for this impersonation to $4000.

$4000?

- Why, that's robbery!
- What nonsense.

That's enterprise.

Cousin Beau,
pappy would be proud of you.

Then I hope you'll apprise
him of the facts.

- I will.
- Now..

I've just got time to catch

the night's stage,
and get my bags..

- My watch!
- Hmm?

- Freddie?
- Freddie.

Hyah!

Everybody out.

Which one of you
is a dude named Bognor?

Your name Bognor?

At your service.

Now, mount that Cayuse.

The rest of you,
back in the stage.

Hurry it up.

Alright, driver.
Line 'em up!

Hyah! Hyah!

Oh, I, uh, think I understand.

This is a, a little
initiation to the ranch, huh?

Nope!
This is a 0.44.

Unless you shut that mouth,
and polish that saddle

it's gonna be you.

Now turn around, and come on.

Well, here he is.

Are you sure he's the right one?

He's the one.

Yes, well, we all look different
through the bottom of a bottle.

Regard the razor, laddie.

I might've been a proper barber

if I could've stifled
the tendency to remove the ears.

Molly, come here.

Is this the bloke?

I had him pictured
looking more like a lemming.

You mean, you've never seen
Freddie Bognor before?

Compose yourself, dearie.
He's got to be the son.

'He's wearin'
the same signet ring'

'his ruddy father wore.'

Oh, you, uh... knew the old boy.

Indeed, I did.

He used to come down to Soho

where I was workin'
as a barmaid.

Walkin' head up
and a glare in his eye

like the British lion himself.

A man he was.

And proper wealthy too.

And he'll pay
a nice little ransom for you.

- Ransom?
- Yes, 20,000 quid.

Twenty thousand?

Unless of course your dear old
pater doesn't care to trade

for little Freddie's
bloomin' hide.

Gentleman, uh, my lady

I think this deceit
is gone far enough.

What are you talkin' about?

Uh, good people.

My name is Favershem.
I'm a wayfarer.

This signet ring I won from
a chap who introduced himself

as the honorable F. Bognor.

It was a poker debt.

Then you ain't Bognor?

And sorrow to me it is too.

For to know the charm
of his acquaintances

is to size him as a man
of rare good fortune.

Why you two platter
headed bull-bugs.

- Cowboys!
- He's gotta be Bognor.

We checked the passenger list!

I seem to be the cause
of a slight scene.

So, if y'all excuse me.

Oh, no, you don't.
You ain't goin' nowhere.

Except on a depot.

Oh, really now, I-I've told you
my name is Favershem.

Courtney Favershem.

You've the wrong man, old boy.

And what's the wrong man got,
old boy? I'll tell you.

Enough information to cook
the lot of us, that's what.

Oh.

May I enquire as to your plans?

Sever..

Certain connections.

- Well, I have proof.
- Hmm?

- Your plan has genius.
- 'It has? '

'Great genius.'

However, there are
certain crudities.

As might be imagined.

Instead of 20,000 quid,
we shall ask 25.

- For what?
- Well, my ransom, of course.

And who's gonna pay
a ransom for Favershem

with his head in his pocket?

The name is Bognor, old chap.

Oh, is it now?

Just like that.

Oh, uh, my credentials.

See what it says.

It's him, alright.

Now, what're you up to?

First you're one bloke,
and then you're another.

If you'd calm down a little,
we might talk business.

Like what?

Oh, like how I can get you
more money faster.

You mean, from your own father?

Sentimentality, my dear,
never compounded interest.

- Now, you don't say.
- Oh, I do.

Tell me more.

Well, we shall ask 25,000.

Thereby making an immediate
profit of 5000.

Which I shall accept
as consultant's fee.

Now, in the letter
we shall enclose my signet ring.

This establishes identity.

And we, uh...
we add a veiled threat.

Something... something
incredibly sinister.

Perhaps a promise
that your next communication

will contain...
my index finger.

Go on.

Of course, the note
will be in my own handwriting.

A spot of blood from a pricked
thumb is an added touch.

Blimey!

And to top the pudding off

we send the letter to father's
business agent in St. Louis.

Thereby ensuring a message
through official channels

and our receipt of the money
without entangling minor delays.

Well, what do you say?

I say it's..

It's like confronting the devil
without taking the trip.

Shall we get on with it?

Mr. Bognor.

A letter, Mr. Maverick.
It's marked urgent.

- Thank you!
- Thank you, sir.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

"As my fathers business
representative in the colonies.

"I command that you
contact him immediately.

"And arrange to have deposited
at Inscription Rock

Bursmen Trail,
a ransom of 25,000 pounds."

Ransom?

Gentlemen, I'm sorry,
but I'll have to excuse myself.

Dear, Marquis of Bognor.

Your Lordship.

Your honor.

Dear, sir.

"If you have a father's
normal regard for his son

"I suggest
that you send the ransom.

"Furthermore, may I humbly
suggest that if this money

"were left in bond
in the bank at St. Louis.

"There would be
no jeopardy to your money.

"And a trap could be set
to apprehend the brigands

"when they appear to collect.

Respectfully,
Bartram Maverick Esquire."

Get this on the next
post to Liverpool, please.

Ah, the joke.

But one can send
a cable now, monsieur.

The French Atlantic
Telegraph Company.

Consider for a moment,
the dignity

of the message conducted by
a land which has given the world

art, fashion, wine...
And mayonnaise.

- Just the letter. That alright?
- Yes, sir. But..

Uh, forgive me, but the very...

I'll be expecting a reply.

Yes, sir.

Well, I'll, uh...
match your wager and call you.

Three jacks.

Three kings.

The title members of this deck
seem to have a fondness for you

which ain't sent from heaven.

Give me the bottle.

Uh, shellac again.

Can't you get anything
better from Bar H?

It's a good whisky.
Just a little strong.

'The owner's
a shamrock named McGee.'

Uh, Herbert.
You owe me 200 quid.

Oh, do I now?

Well, let me tell you somethin'
Mr. Freddie-blooming-Bognor.

I'm getting tired of you.

If that ransom ain't here
in the next five days..

Your neck is going to
come to a point.

Now, get out of my face.

No wonder there ain't
no snakes in Ireland.

They're all in these
ruddy bottles.

You'll push him too far
one of these times.

I doubt it,
I'm worth far too much to him.

I don't think you realize
that Herbert's made of impulses.

Now like teaming with that pair
from the Bar H health ranch?

The Bar H is no health ranch.

It's a plain cattle spread.

The uh, prospectus,
the one that Marquis..

I-I mean, my father got.

I used to think you had
an intelligent light shining

in your eyes,
but it must be the moon.

Shining through your head.

Herbert sent a bogus prospectus?

Now, you're gaining.

Oh, and to make sure that, uh,
no correspondence got through

to the ranch, he teamed up
with Brazos and Pecos

and they got jobs on the ranch.

After being shown out
of Laramie by the sheriff

and everybody else
over three-feet tall.

A neatly tied package.

Yeah, but, uh, how did
Herbert know the old boy

will want to send me out West
in the first place?

'Cause I told him in the second
place, right after your father

said he'd go to all cost
to make a man of you.

So, you were in it
from the beginning?

Herbert and I have been
what you might call

partners for a long time.

It was his idea to come out here

on the ranch to kidnap you.

I joined him but...
my heart wasn't in it.

Oh, why?

'Cause when I got here,
I realized the only real man

was the one I left.

Your father.

Oh, well, uh,
maybe you can pay him a visit.

You'll be coming
into money soon.

There'll be no money.

I beg your pardon.

I remember
what your father said.

Right after he mentioned
sending you over here.

"Pity couldn't have been
in 76, the young ferret

"with a stolen
Washington's teeth

"and the continental army

would have gone without orders."

You-you-you mean the..

..governor might not pay?

But does it sound like he would?

Mr. Maverick.

I've the pleasure of presenting
you the first telegram

of the first intercontinental
telegraph company

the French Atlantic
Telegraph Company.

- Merci.
- Merci, monsieur.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Pater? Over here?

What on earth for?

You're being held for ransom.

I am?

Beau's been kidnapped,
and the kidnappers are demanding

twenty-five thousand pounds.

I say,
twenty-five thousand quid.

For me.

Obviously,
they've never met you, Freddie.

Quite.

I tried to get your father
to cable the money.

But he's coming himself.

What are we
going to do, Maverick?

Well, I'm gonna try
to figure something out.

The best thing for you to do
is get out of sight.

I'd suggest a boat cruise.

Splendid idea.

Quiet games on the quarterdeck.

Balmy air.

Yeah, give this card
to Captain Wolf Kratkovitch

down at the docks.
He'll take care of you nicely.

Oh, I say,
this is bully of you, Maverick.

Especially, after the way
I've treated you.

It's all in the past, Freddie.

Good luck and, uh..

- Cheero.
- Cheerio.

Captain Kratkovitch.

- Why?
- I think this will explain.

Maverick.

The fellow with all the aces.

- You a friend of his, sonny?
- Indeed.

Now then, I suggest a spacious
suite, and not too cool

with a lovely view
of... Of the boiler!

- Uh, Marquis of Bognor?
- Well?

I'm Bart Maverick, sir.

Really?

America! Astounding!

All because of a chap
named Columbus

and poor navigation.

Marquis..

Uh, you may call me
Bognor, Maverick.

Marquis sounds like somebody
sitting on an overripe orange.

Now, where is the little thief?

- Thief?
- My son Frederick.

You are the chap
that wrote to me, aren't you?

Oh, yes! Yes, sir.

Uh... but I don't know
where your son is.

I mean, he-he left for the
Bar H ranch, and that's all we...

Then we'll start from the Bar H.

Start from the Bar H?

Maverick,
I'm beginning to believe

they slapped the wrong end
when you were born.

Uh... well, couldn't we just
set a trap by staying here

and depositing
the money in the bank?

Then the kidnappers
would have to come to us.

Traps? Money?
Get it through your head.

I've been challenged, man.

We go to them.

You wouldn't wanna go
to the Bar H, Mr. Bognor.

And why not?

It's miserable country

around
the Inscription Rock area.

It's a terrible trip.

A-and besides,
your baggage hasn't arrived.

I have everything I need.

I once walked from
Kabul to Samarkand

sucking two peach pits.

How far is it?

How far?
It's, it's four days.

Then we'll do it in two.
On safari, come on.

I... I..

Uh-uh.

Ha!

Ha!

Like to see 'em
get my bit in their teeth.

Easy on the driver.

- A cigar?
- Huh?

Never really trusted
them since Paul Revere.

Your five days are up, bucko.

And if we don't find the money
at Inscription Rock..

I'll take the weight
off your shoulders.

Don't worry, Herbert.
You'll be paid.

Oh, and Brazos will be
on guard outside.

And he can track
a thin ant over a fat rock.

So stay put.

Come on.

I should wear
something in black.

Now, there's still
the governor's business agent

in St. Louis,
this Maverick fellow.

I have great trust in him.

Why?

Well, he's, uh..

Well, now you come to mention
that, I don't know why.

Probably just like
the rest of these blokes.

- Always lookin' after himself.
- Yes.

Now, Herbert, he likes
to look after other people.

Him and his razor.

I even get the feeling
he'd like to slice me one day.

Oh, why do you stay around him?
Why don't you duck out sometime?

Go some place.

And go where?

Go back to England.

Go back to the Marquis.
You did say you loved him.

Oh! Oh, sure.

Me, a barmaid?

I'd show up at the castle
and they'd never let me in.

Probably, throw me in the moat.

You, uh, could improve yourself.

It's been done before.

I've heard of that too.

You walk around,
straight as an andante

practicing things like..

The grain in this plain
could never grow in Spain.

You've got it!
By Jove, you've got it!

- Got what?
- A way out for both of us.

Listen, did my father ever say

why a Marquis will be
going down to Soho?

No. Well, as a change,
I should think.

Exactly.

He wanted to be around
a real flesh and blood woman.

Not a soap bubble.

He loves you
as much as you love him.

Now, if you help me
break out of here

I will take you
back to the pater myself.

You'd do that?

But how can we
break out of here?

Oh, we need something
to startle 'em.

Something explosive. Yes!

I don't like it.

As with all brilliant tactics,
this is simple.

Now, when Herbert comes back

he's going to
operate on me, right?

- With his razor.
- Yes, well.

I'll attract
their attention to one side.

When I do, you sneak up,
you take that bottle

of 150 proof laughing tonic
and you toss it in the stove.

Before the smoke settles,
we'll take the horses

and leave them stranded.

Herbert doesn't get
unsettled very easily.

Now, this will work.
I know it.

And I'd see your father?

Uh, sure as my name's..

You have my word on it.

We'll do it!

Yes, well, I think
we should get on with the plans.

So that money wasn't there.

Well, I have a little job to do.

Look like a couple
of hummingbirds in a high wind.

Well, if they are,
they got two men ridin' them.

They're headed for Bar H.

You better take the shortcut
and go to the ranch

and see what's goin' on.

Right.

I say.

Shabby place.

Rather rundown.

I say, is this the Bar H?

It is. Now, move.

Western hospitality.

You're standin' on me foot.

Oh.

I've an idea it's odd
to find it on the ground

instead of in your mouth.

- Well, I...
- Gentlemen, gentlemen.

Uh, this is the Marquis
of Bognor and I'm Bart...

Oh, it is now?

Well, get him
to take a little sod

and stay in the shade, he'll
get over in a couple of days.

I demand to know how you let
Freddie get kidnapped

from this, this resort,
you Gaelic buffoon.

I know of no Freddie.

And this is a cattle ranch,
not a resort.

I suggest you get this
plump puddin' back on the saddle

before I dent it.

I seem to be standing
in a draft.

Oh, you don't say.

A boxer?

And quite willing
to prove it again.

Welcome to the Bar H.

My name is McGee.

You can stay
as long as you like.

I say, that's sporting of you.

I'm a lover of the manly art.

A bit rusty, as you can see.

'But I get
a little practice out here.'

They use mostly bottles.

Come on in.
Come on in, man.

- Who is that?
- Well, that's Pecos.

Acts a little odd, doesn't he?

Well, you get a little loud out
in Inscription Rock Country.

'It's a widely lonely land.'

Did you say
Inscription Rock Country?

Yeah. I run a hoard out there.

Usually have a hard time
gettin' men to work it.

But few weeks ago,
him and another fellow Brazo

come in and requested it.
So I hired them quick.

Pecos? Brazos?

They're Texans.

Texans are all named
after rivers and forts.

Oh. Interesting.

Would you mind if I just have

a little look around
your place, Mr. McGee?

- Oh, help yourselves, son.
- Thank you, sir.

Well, Marq, we'll clear up this
little business about Freddie

and then, maybe
you can show me some more

of that fancy foot work.

It's not much really.

Matter of heels, in either case.

- Uh, quite.
- Oh.

Hyah!

Hyah!

Marq!

Sufferin' snakes!

Isn't that your friend
chasing the hired hand?

Hyah!

Appears as to be exactly that.

But whatever for?

I don't know.

- I think he's given to fits.
- Ohh.

Then we best get
a rope on 'em quick.

I've had one case of rabies
already this year.

- A thing to behold.
- Tsk tsk.

The, uh, money was there?

The money wasn't there?

Any final request?

Just that my last look
be at the plains and valleys

I've come to love.

I'll roll your head
amongst them if you wish.

Pecos is coming,
and somebody's chasin' him.

He's been stickin' to me
like gum on a hot boot.

He's come this far,
let him come all the way.

Oh, gentlemen, gentlemen.
You've made a mistake.

I came here to tell you,
you kidnapped the wrong man.

- This is my cousin.
- Bart!

I suppose you're William,
The Mighty Conqueror.

Check outside,
see if he's being followed.

But I'm telling you the truth.

- You've made a mistake.
- Bart!

His name is
Beauregarde Maverick.

Now here is his passport
along with his picture.

Bart!

Oh, but it's
a pretty picture, Beau.

Blow me down!
It is him!

Well, certainly.

I wish I had stayed
Courtney Favershem.

You mean you ain't
Freddie Bognor?

Molly, you've gotta believe me,
it was all for the good.

For the good was it?

And I suppose
it was for the good

that you honey-talked me
into trying to escape

with the horses,
and go meet your bloomin' father

who's no relation?

Say, you was
gonna leave me, was you?

Why, you sneakin' little welt.

I'll take care of you later.

'There's two
horsemen down on the flats.'

Was already Piccadilly Circus.

Tie 'em up. I'll take care
of them later too.

- Hey, take it easy.
- Hey..

Turn around
and put your arms behind you.

Now sit up
and put your spines together.

What did I do?

Oh, I couldn't explain
in seven centuries.

Shut up!

Say, friend, I could make it
worth your while

if you stop
all this foolishness.

Save your breath.

Uhh!

'What do they do around here?'

Give you a shave
before they kill ya?

Oh, what are you talking about?

That razor here on the table.

Oh.

- Razor!
- Razor!

We'll, let 'em
come all the way in.

And then, I'll sneak up
and cut their..

My razor!

Get those two outside.

Get over there
and finish him off.

That shot could mean trouble.

This calls for
a flanking movement.

We'll separate and charge.

Oh, hell!

Jump, cousin.

Over here, cousin.

Hey, cousin.

For queen and country!

Over the house-tops!
Ireland forever!

Who's that?

- That's your father.
- What?

I mean Bognor.

- Bognor?
- 'Help!'

- The girl!
- No, wait.

Marquis deserves
the honor of this rescue.

Act, gentlemen,
there's a lady in distress!

'Help!'

Where's the Marq?

Oh, he's about to renew
an acquaintance.

'Marquis!'

'Molly.'

I came to the desert
and I found... a rose.

Well, gentlemen,
I'm not sure yet

that I know
what it was all about.

Except that I'm taking a bride.

And after we tidy up some things
on the tight little island

we'll be back, uh, to help McGee
here raise largehorns.

Longhorns.

Oh, quite.

And, and Freddie, you say,
is leading a man's life.

Well, Wolf Kratkovitch
is the dirtiest, roughest

river boat man
in the Mississippi.

He'll work Freddie alright.

Well, I know it wasn't easy.

And I insist you both
take a thousand-pound-note each

to settle up our accounts.

Now, we must be going.

- Goodbye.
- Cheero.

- Best of luck.
- Bon voyage.

- Goodbye.
- Bye-bye.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Well, cousin,
I suggest we get ourselves

a meal
at the best place in town.

A spot where we can
make this grow.

Motion seconded and carried.

Oh.

Wolf! Wolf Kratkovitch.
What have they done to you?

Ahoy there. Kratkovitch.

Tote that bail.

Lift that barge.

♪ Who is the tall
dark stranger there ♪

♪ Maverick is the name ♪

♪ Ridin' the trail
to who knows where ♪

♪ Luck is his companion ♪

♪ Gamblin' is his game ♪

♪ Smooth as
the handle on a gun ♪

♪ Maverick is the name ♪

♪ Wild as the wind in Oregon ♪

♪ Blowin' up a canyon
easier to tame ♪

♪ Riverboat ring your bell ♪

♪ Fare thee well Annabel ♪

♪ Luck is the lady
that he loves the best ♪

♪ Natchez to New Orleans ♪

♪ Livin' on jacks and queens ♪

♪ Maverick is a legend
of the West ♪

♪ Riverboat ring your bell ♪

♪ Fare thee well Annabel ♪

♪ Luck is the lady
that he loves the best ♪

♪ Natchez to New Orleans ♪

♪ Livin' on jacks and queens ♪

♪ Maverick is a legend
of the West ♪

♪ Maverick is a legend
of the West ♪♪