All language subtitles for Maverick S4E06 - Mano Nera ENGLISH

Alright, alright,
that's it. I-I give up! I..

Hey!

'Hey! I give up!'

'No, no!'

It was a gunshot.

'Somebody
get a doctor. Hurry up!'

Easy, friend.
We'll get help.

Mano Nera.

What did you say?

A Warner
Bros. television production.

I don't care if Fitcock was your
friend and could vouch for you.

He's no longer chief, and I am.

I told you all I know.

You certainly don't think
I had anything to do with this?

Or do you?

You were the only one
found at the scene.

You're not in the clear until
I investigate you. Thoroughly.

But I was just
an innocent bystander.

Material witness.

Well, even that.
You still can't hold me in jail.

We held you
all night, didn't we?

Look, chief... He didn't
tell you to stand up.

- Your men have rough manners.
- And they can rougher, too.

There happens to be
a crime wave here.

I was brought in
to stop it, and I will.

Now, you can
either cooperate or..

Good morning, sir.
You sent for me?

- Joe.
- Nobody told you... I know, to stand up.

- Bart, hello.
- Petrino, do you know this man?

Yes, sir. I've known him
a good many years, sir.

'He's being questioned
about that murder'

'in the Italian quarter
last night.'

- You?
- Yeah, me.

I was just standing around
minding my own business

when the old fella
got blasted to kingdom come.

Everybody else ran out,
but I stayed.

I tried to help him.

Another Black Hand killing, sir?

Don't give me that Black Hand
business, Petrino.

- It's a lot of bunk.
- Oh, no, sir.

Mano Nera is very real, sir.
I hope to prove it to you soon.

'And that's when
I'll believe it. And not before.'

Mano Nera?

That's what the old man
mumbled just before he died.

- What else did he say?
- Nothing, just that.

Do you know
who this Mano Nera is?

Well, yes and no.

It's not one person.

'Could be a dozen, or
maybe a 100. Nobody knows.'

I don't follow you, Joe.

Mano Nera means Black Hand.

And it's a sign
used by a band of thugs

extortionists, and blackmailers.

- Never heard about it.
- Few people have.

It's just now
come into New Orleans.

Already has the foreign
population by the throat.

'I've heard
all this before, Petrino.'

I'm assigning you to this case.

You and Maverick get outta here.
I got work to do.

- Yes, sir.
- Thanks, chief.

Some reception. I should
have stayed in St. Louis.

You have to make
allowances for Chief Rawlins.

He's anxious to prove himself.

The commission just brought him
in from Philadelphia.

He doesn't take much stock
to the Black Hand, does he?

Can't your men
do somethin' about it?

Oh, don't you think
for a minute we haven't tried.

We can't perform miracles. The
people won't cooperate with us.

They're frightened.

Always thought of New Orleans
as being gay and carefree.

Place to have a good time.

It still is, for most people.

Say, Bart. You could do
something to help me.

Oh, not me, Joe. I get enough
excitement from poker games.

And I'm not interested in gents
who carry sawed-off shotguns.

I know. But you do get around,
and you hear a lot of things.

You know, most folks,
no matter how decent they are

just will not
talk to the police.

If I run across anything, Joe,
I'll be sure to let you know.

See ya.

Just a minute, Bart.

Are you going to see
Giovanni Marchese?

How do you know?

You usually do whenever
you come to New Orleans.

He's a good friend
of yours, right?

Let's just say
he's a good acquaintance.

But more important,
he's a poor poker player.

If I had a clientele
like him, I could retire.

I'm serious, Bart.

You know, Marchese
is one of the leaders

in the Italian colony here.

I'd counted on him for help,
but he's refused me.

'I suppose he's knuckled under
like all the rest.'

Maybe you can talk him into
some kind of positive action.

Well..

I'll try.

♪ La da ha da rum ♪

♪ La da da rum ♪

♪ La da ha da rum ♪

♪ La da da rum ♪

♪ La da da rum ♪♪♪

Excuse me.

I didn't mean to startle you.
I'm looking for Mr. Marchese.

Maverick!

Giovanni!

I was wondering when you'd
come back to New Orleans.

I should've come back sooner.

Something beautiful
has been added.

It is amazing what
a pretty woman can do, boy.

Since Carla came home
from the convent

my business
has increased prodigiously.

She just smiles and
the men triple their orders.

Maverick, just think
how successful I could've been

with three younger sisters.

Really, Giovanni.

You will stay with us,
won't you, Mr. Maverick?

- The name is Bart.
- And hers is Carla.

It's so seldom we have guests.

It's awfully hard
to refuse such an invitation.

But I can't impose
on your friendship.

'I think I'd better
stay at the Bayard Hotel.'

Don't be disappointed,
little sister.

'It's only
because the Bayard has such'

'delightful gambling rooms.'

You both must excuse me.
I'd forgotten the time.

Your friend Elsa again?
I'll have to put my foot down.

She's making
a regular night owl of you.

When will you stop
treating me like a child?

I guess she is growing up.

You have your tenses mixed.
She has grown up.

Mmm.

Hey, you picked a bad time
to arrive in New Orleans.

Last night was the end
of the Mardi Gras.

That's not all. I seem to have
gotten mixed up in a murder.

- A murder?
- Just a few blocks from here.

An old man in a grocery store.

Oh, yes, Anselmo Agostino.

- Then you've heard about it?
- Of course.

Terrible thing, taking a man's
life for a few dollars.

Chief Rawlins didn't seem
to think it was robbery.

You talked to Rawlins?

By special request.

Also, Joe Petrino.

He asked me to talk to you
about this Black Hand business.

What do you know
about the Black Hand?

Just what he told me.
It's some sort of secret society

putting pressure
on the Italian quarter.

Do us both a favor, forget it.

Forget you ever heard the name.

Petrino was right.

Whether he is or not,
it's no concern of yours.

I'm advising you
as a friend, Maverick.

Stay out of this.
Don't ask questions.

It's something
that involves only my people.

In due time we will
take care of it in our own way.

Police and outside interference
will only bring about disaster.

Well, don't worry
about me, Giovanni.

I like to keep things simple.

Tomorrow.

Same time.

Maverick.

I believe this is a coincidence.

- You are Signor Maverick, huh?
- That's right.

I hear you have
a fondness for poker.

You could say
that's one of my vices.

Then, perhaps,
you'll be kind enough

to indulge in a game with me.

- My pleasure, Mr., uh...
- After you, signor.

I've always liked
five-handed games.

Perhaps we could
get another player.

Oh, that won't be necessary.
My friends prefer to watch.

'This will be a little game
between you and me, signor.'

'A couple of rounds
of heads up.'

'But I must assure you,
Signor Maverick'

'you will not be
wasting your time.'

I'm a remarkably
poor poker player.

But why... Shall we
cut high card for deal?

We will play
one more hand, signore.

Suit yourself, friend

but isn't it an expensive
poker lesson for you?

Perhaps not.

You have won around $3000, huh?

Mm-hmm.

That is approximately
the value of an article

I wish to have returned.

- An article?
- Yes.

One, uh, similar to this one.

- What is it?
- It doesn't matter.

But I don't mind telling you.

It's a Siciliano
good luck charm.

'I collect them.'

I've never seen one like it.

I have reason to believe
you have one in your possession.

Me?

It was lost last night
during an unfortunate incident

'in the Italian quarter.'

Why do you think I have it?

'The loser went back
to look for it where he lost it.'

He couldn't find it.

You contacted a party, who,
uh, might have given it to you.

- A party who succumbed?
- Yes.

Now, do you understand?

Well, I'm... I'm beginning
to get the drift.

But if I had found it, I'd
have given it to the police.

- But you did not do that.
- How do you know?

I will not fence with words.

'You have been amply
compensated for its return.'

- I haven't seen it.
- You insist, signor.

It looks like
we're wasting our time.

Sit down.

But at least you have enough
money to return to St. Louis.

'I sincerely trust
you will do that.'

I hadn't given it a thought.

I have to stay here
for the inquest of the party

that, uh... succumbed.

Arrivederci, signore.

Did you win much?

I'm satisfied.

Oh, that's too bad.
Too bad.

What's going on around here?
Who is that character?

That character is Mr. Beretti,
a respected businessman.

And now, Mr. Maverick,
if you haven't dined

I suggest The Royale down
the street, two blocks

and around the corner on Canal.

Thanks.

He doesn't have it on him.

No, il capo doesn't order
his execution.

Ah!

Mr. Maverick,
is something wrong, sir?

Wrong?
What gives you that idea?

- Well...
- My key, please.

Of course, Mr. Maverick.

Thanks.

That, Henry, is demon rum.

Don't you hit me.

I want some answers, friend.
Why are ya snooping?

I'm merely interested
in your welfare.

You let me worry about that.
Now, start talkin'.

What's going on
with that sporting blood

I was playing poker with?

Why don't you leave
New Orleans while you can?

I've got 3000
odd reasons for staying.

All of my dollars except one,
now, who's Beretti?

I'm afraid
that's something you'll have

to find out for yourself.

If you don't unhand me, I..

I shall be forced
to use my authority.

Your what?

I am the house detective.

Goodnight, Mr. Maverick.

House detect..

Oh! Ahh!

Why, Bart!
This is a surprise.

Perhaps under the circumstances,
we'd better go back

to the Miss Marchese-
Mr. Maverick relationship.

I don't understand.

Just tell me who
your gentleman friend is..

And I'll be on my way.

Gentleman friend?

I know you visited
with Elsa last night.

'Well, Elsa is a naughty girl.'

She plays terrible poker
and should shave more often.

- You saw?
- I saw.

I take it
your brother doesn't know

about your friend, Beretti.

You won't tell him?

I'm not interested
in your private life, Carla.

Let's get out in the patio.
We can talk there.

Your friend Elsa's mixed up
in this Black Hand business.

But Giovanni says
it's no concern of mine.

- Then why...
- He cut me for $3500.

And I intend getting it
back with interest.

If I get the money back,
will you go away

and forget everything you saw?

You are forgetting the interest.

I'll get it for you tonight.

- Wait!
- Huh?

Giovanni,
he's in the wine cellar.

Look here.

What happened?
Anybody in there?

No, in the big barrel.

Carla, where is Carla?

She's alright, Giovanni.
She's over there.

Are you alright?

Yes, Mr. Maverick
and I were in the patio.

Giovanni, wall, look!

- So they knew.
- They always know everything.

But how?

'How is not
important, Giovanni.'

It's only by the grace of God
we're not all dead.

You are right, Alberto.

It is foolish to hold
anymore meetings.

But what are we going to do?

What we should've done
in the first place.

Pay them.
Pay them and live.

I suppose you are right.

If I were a young man again,
with no family to..

But I'm not young,
and I will pay.

'And I suggest you do the same.'

Addio, Giovanni.

- We will find a way.
- Will you, Giovanni?

- Excuse me. Excuse me, please.
- Yeah, sure.

Hold 'em back, officer.

Signore Marchese, Signorina.

All I can say is I'm sorry
it had to happen to you.

- Hello, lieutenant.
- Good morning, Maverick.

You do get around, don't you?

Same goes for you.

Happens to be my job.
What's your explanation?

Just a friendly little visit.

Well, I'm gonna have
to make a report on this.

Which one of you wants
to tell me what happened?

Oh, come on now, don't all
of you talk at the same time.

It was an accident, lieutenant.

With the usual signature,
I suppose.

'Signore Marchese..'

when will you realize you
cannot fight this thing alone?

It was an accident.

Sure.

I forgot.

You know, a wine shop always
keeps explosives in the bottles

and paints black hands
on walls for decoration.

I have nothing more
to tell you, lieutenant.

Signore Marchese..

Now if you don't try
to help me on this situation..

Thank you for saving
my life a minute ago.

I never imagined
anything like this.

I hope you know
what you're doing.

For Giovanni's sake, I hope so.

Please take Giovanni's advice,
this doesn't concern you.

I'm afraid it's concerning
itself with me, Carla.

What're you going to do?

I'm going to go see
your friend, Beretti.

Mr. Beretti is a man
of strong emotions.

He could be dangerous.

Especially from behind,
in dark alleys.

Good day.

Good morning, friend. How are
your knuckles this morning?

Reach for that gun
and I'll have to use this one.

Now, let's go and see your boss.

Yes, sir, Mr. Beretti,
I'll let you know

just as soon as I find out.

Oh, and thanks again,
Mr. Beretti.

Officer Noonan,
now this is interesting.

What are you doing here?
Why the gun, Maverick?

Take it easy, Noonan.
I've never shot an officer.

- 'Not even a crooked one.'
- Why, you can't talk..

Good morning, Signor Maverick.
I presume you wanna talk to me?

As briefly as possible.

Private business matter,
officer. You may go.

Come in.

Get out, both of you.

For your information,
it's against the law to carry

concealed weapons
in New Orleans.

In that case,
inform your major-domo.

You know why I'm here, Beretti.
Start counting it out.

Thirty-five hundred,
I believe, huh?

Well, that's principal.
Then there'll be some interest.

Four thousand?

My head's beginning
to feel better.

Mm-hmm.

Signor Maverick, last night
was a stupid mistake on my part.

But you'll make
an even more stupid one

if you do not return the article
and leave New Orleans.

Seems pretty important.

For sentimental reasons.

Not evidence?

Something that could implicate
its owner with murder?

Maverick, I advise you to return
it and get out of New Orleans.

We're tired
of your interference.

"We."
So there is someone else.

I thought you were
just a front. A flunky.

- Get out!
- With pleasure.

But just one more thing.

You tell your number one boy
to lay off Giovanni Marchesse.

I don't want anything
to happen to him.

Nothing will happen
to Marchesse.

Good. Wipe that blob of lather
off your ear.

- Evening.
- Yes, Mr. Maverick.

I'll be checking out tonight.

I'd like to leave
a forwarding address.

Make it the plantation house
in Natchez.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

'Can I give you a hand
with that?'

Why is it, Bart,
I always find you

in the most
interesting situations?

Now, now, Joe,
you don't think I did that.

I'll answer that better
after a little investigation.

Leave everything as it is.

Well, what are you gonna do?

I've to take you in
for questioning, Bart.

You know that.

Yeah, I know.
Material witness.

This is all your fault, Petrino.

If you hadn't vouched
for Maverick

I'd have him in jail
on that Agostino killing.

Along with that
line of reasoning

you should have arrested
the dead man too, chief.

That's enough
out of you, Maverick.

I'm just trying to help.

Three days in town,
and you're mixed up

in two killings and a bombing.
Well, there won't be anymore.

If you don't mind
the suggestion...

If you mention Beretti again,
I'll throw you in solitary.

It won't hurt
to listen to him, sir.

On your say so,
Lieutenant Petrino

I had Beretti down here twice
for investigation.

'And both times,
you made a fool out of us.'

Beretti is a highly respected
man in the quarter.

I admit that, sir, but...

I pride myself
on knowing character.

'Let me talk to a man
for 15 minutes'

'and I know that man.'

'Mr. Beretti is a credit
to the community.'

I can't say the same
about some of

'the police officers
around here.'

- I'll go along with that.
- What?

- Uh, just thinking out loud.
- Lock him up.

'I want
a full-scale investigation'

'of this matter, Petrino.'

Yes, sir.
Come along.

I don't suppose
there's any, uh, bail?

There isn't.

Joe, how long
you've been on the force?

Eleven years. Why?

Don't count on making it 12.

Rawlins?

He doesn't seem too fond of you.

I know.

He plays everything by the book.

He doesn't realize that we're
gonna have to throw the book

if we wanna clear up
this Black Hand business.

Well, you got your problems.

Say, Bart, let's go
over this thing once more.

You say you feel certain
Beretti had your room searched

looking for the object
he thinks you have, right?

Why else?

What about the house detective?

He's a snoopy sort of fellow.

He probably heard something
and walked in on the party

who was doing the searching.

He recognized them
and that's why they killed him.

Hmm.

Hey, in the poker game
last night

did you notice
anything particular

about the watch
Beretti was wearing?

Nothing in particular.
It was a medallion of some sort.

That's not much help.

He said it was
a good luck charm.

Were there any
particular markings on it?

Yeah, uh..

Like a code of arms.

Well..

Sorry, Bart.

'Joe.'

Hmm?

You wanna start throwing
that book away?

What?

Let's check out
Agostino's place again.

- You and me?
- Uh-huh.

Rawlins would take my head.

That's a gamble alright.

I'll say it's a gamble.

'Joe.'

You know, you may
never make captain.

Let's see what kind of a hand
you can deal.

Bart. This way.

Just as I thought,
wild goose chase.

If there had been
anything in there

my boys would have
found it before this.

Hey, you kids,
go on home, beat it.

Maybe one of those kids
found it.

If they had found it,
they wouldn't talk.

'They're just like their folks.
They won't say anything.'

I know, Bart.
For me, once more please.

Exactly, what happened?

I don't know
what happened inside.

There were a lot of people.

The old man
staggered out the door

and stepped over the curve.

I was standing here
when he fell.

I was standing..
No, wait a minute.

I was standing over here,
and then, I uh..

I came over to him
like this, and he died

I got up and that's it.

- He died right here?
- Right here.

You know, if he did have
something in his hand

it wouldn't necessarily
be in his shop.

It would have to be
out here in the street.

Joe, that drain.

Find anything?

You recognize it?

Well, I'm not up on my heraldry,
but it's Italian, alright.

Bart, you thinking
what I'm thinking?

That's the one that Beretti had.

- Let's find out.
- Let's go.

- I wanna see Beretti.
- He ain't here.

- Huh.
- You can't go in there.

You're gonna stop me?

Your boss going somewhere?

What if he is?

Where is he going, Calvini?

How do I know?

Just out of town
till lent is over.

'Business is slow.'

Bart..

Beretti's gotta come back
here sooner or later

to pick up the luggage.

I can only put a man here
to watch and wait.

Maybe not.
I have an idea.

Carla has a rendezvous
with him every night.

- Carla Marchese?
- That's right.

But Giovanni knows
what kind of a man Beretti is.

He wouldn't let her.

Giovanni doesn't know
she's meeting him.

Imagine, Beretti having
his hands on a girl like Carla.

Women, Joe. They generally
know what they're doing.

Uh, she must have a reason.

I thought so too, that she was
trying to protect Giovanni.

But then with that bombing this
morning, it just doesn't add up.

Let's go see her
before it gets dark.

Joe, I could use a bite to eat.

Who wants to eat?
Come on.

Joe.

I better go talk to her alone.

- Why?
- That's a cinch.

She's not gonna lead
the police to Beretti.

Not me either for that matter.

I could scare her into
going to him right away.

If anybody knows
where he is, she does.

- It's your hand, you play it.
- Then keep out of sight.

Yeah.

Good evening, Moselia.
Is Miss Marchese at home?

Was there something
you wanted, Mr. Maverick?

Oh, I just came to say goodbye.

I'm leaving New Orleans
in the morning.

Oh. I hope you have
a pleasant trip.

Thank you.

Too bad, my brother isn't here.

He'll be sorry to have
missed saying goodbye.

- Oh. Where is Giovanni?
- I don't know.

He left about an hour ago. He
didn't say where he was going.

Well, frankly, Carla,
I had another reason

for coming here tonight.

And what was that,
Mr. Maverick?

Just some friendly advice.

I was talking
to Lieutenant Petrino and..

He told me the police
are looking for your friend.

What for?

I think it would be wise
to stay away from him.

At least, until all this police
business is straightened out.

You haven't answered
my question.

Why are the police
looking for Mr. Beretti?

Murder.

Lieutenant seems to think

they have a pretty good case
against him.

Well, it's none of my business.

I better be on my way,
I have some packing to do.

Pleasure to have met you, Carla.

Bye.

- Well?
- We wait.

Tell Giovanni
I've gone to visit Elsa.

No, not now.
Wait.

Now.

She didn't have time
to reach the next corner yet.

She must be
in one of these shops.

Let's start working
this side of the street.

Prego.

The next step
is to get control of the docks.

The very hot blood
of New Orleans.

Then, nobody will dare
oppose the organization.

I plan good, huh, Giovanni?

You leave the planning
to me, Beretti.

There is no more opposition.

Alberto was
the last to convince.

Violence is not my liking.

But our people
force us to its use.

The bombing of my place
is the end of the violence.

Almost the end,
Giovanni. But not quite.

Oh. And what else is necessary?

You have dined well?

You want some more wine?

So that is why
you invited me here.

I'm glad you remember some
of the ways of the old country.

- Carla.
- Giacomo.

The police,
they're looking for you.

Thank you, cara mia.
But it is not for me they seek.

Carla, what are you doing here?

How long has this been going on?

Since the first time she came
to ask about your safety.

Amusing, eh, Giovanni?

Yes, dear brother.
I'm in love with Giacomo.

He's a man,
not a weakling like you are.

I think you better leave,
cara mia.

Ha!

Cara mia.

You stupid little fool.

You ruined everything.

Beretti.

Who does this medallion
belong to?

You're a pyzano, lieutenant.

You know better
than to ask that.

Sure.

Sure.

He may not be the top man

But we're getting close to him.
We'll find him.

Joe, let me see
that medallion a minute.

Where did you get this?

My brother.

It's all over, Giovanni.

You're the big boy.

'Beretti
was just fronting for you'

'even though
he was trying to take over.'

Oh, no, you don't.

You can't prove
anything against me.

'As for
Beretti, it was self defense.'

You can see for yourself,
the shotgun.

Beretti, don't!

- No hard feelings, Maverick.
- Oh, no hard feelings, chief.

I knew you'd take it that way.

Yes, sir, give me
15 minutes with a man

and I'll tell you
what kind of man he is.

You're alright, Maverick.
Alright.

And just to prove it

I, uh, I hereby make you
honorary captain

'of the New Orleans
Police Department.'

Hey.

- Well, thank you, chief.
- 'Not at all.'

I better be on my way
or I'll miss my boat.

Next time I'm in New Orleans,
I'll drop by to see you.

- Have a good trip, Bart.
- Thanks.

- Thank you, chief.
- Goodbye.

Quite a man, that Maverick.

- Right, sergeant?
- He certainly is.

Sergeant?

I gave you an order
to lock him up.

Yes, sir. But I thought
in view of what happened...

Never mind what happened.
That's not the point.

It was a direct order,
you disobeyed it.

Yes, but..

'I believe in
iron discipline, sergeant.'

I get rid of
a crooked officer like Noonan

I demoted a disobedient
one like you.

That's all.

Sure, I'll make captain.

What'd you say, sergeant?

I said, I think
I'll take up gambling, sir.

Oh.

♪ 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 a 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 ♪

♪ Fair 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 ♪

♪ Fair 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 ♪♪