All language subtitles for Maverick S4E15 - Destination Devils Flat ENGLISH

Who's got their guns on who?

You fellows have
the guns, alright

but you see, Corey has the gold.

He's not going to come here
to split it with you 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 'em, Snake.

Well, I reckon,
Corey is pretty much like us.

'Smarter maybe,
but like us.'

Us?

- You think?
- I think.

We better take out after Corey

so he don't hog
all the loot for himself.

Let's take care of them now
and get movin'.

You and your big mouth.

From the
entertainment capital of the world

produced for television
by Warner Bros.

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-pickin' 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!

Alright, come
on, you. On your way.

I don't know how you
snuck aboard in Kansas City

but you're gettin' 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.

Oh! Travel now, pay later?
That will 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?

But I haven't told a soul.
Except you and you're a lawman.

'I thought
you'd be happy to know.'

And 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 are meat inspector
or somethin'?

Well, friend, I,
I got carried away.

You see, I had
a very light breakfast.

Ha! Now ain't that a shame.

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

I may be back.

♪ Lord thou hast here
thy ninety and nine ♪

♪ Are they not enough
for thee ♪

♪ But the shepherd
made answer ♪

♪ This of mine
has wandered away from me ♪

♪ And although the road
be rough and steep ♪

♪ I go to the desert
to find my sheep ♪

♪ I go to the desert
to find my sheep ♪♪♪

Inspiring, my friends.
Truly inspiring.

I wish 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 unhappy
to see you go, deacon.

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

leaving this peaceful village.

But more pleasant things,
I see that the ladies

have prepared a bounteous table.

Shall we join them?

Coffee?

- Oh, Nell.
- Tea or coffee?

- Can we have both?
- Coffee's good for you, dear.

Yes, there you are.

- 'What shall I give you?'
- 'Nothin'.'

'Tea?'

Why, you're a stranger.

I was hoping
you wouldn't notice.

Oh, ho ho. Why, that's quite
alright, young man.

You look hungry.

Well, thank you.
Thank you, ma'am.

You bet.

Well, hello!
How nice to see you today.

- Good luck wherever you go.
- Thank you.

Frisco.
Frisco Belle.

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

Don't you call me that.

Why? Why, sure,
sure, Belle.

My name is Marybelle and
I'll thank you to remember that.

Well, well, Frisc..

Marybelle?

Come on over here
where we can talk.

- Sit down.
- Uh, thanks, Belle.

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

'At the Diamond Palace
in San Francisco.'

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

Forget it.

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

But don't talk about my past.
That's all over.

Alright. 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.

You're a mem..

Well, 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 faro was unladylike.

I've been doing
mission work ever since.

Um, convince me, while I eat.

Oh, I'll convince you, Bart.

And maybe,
I can even convince you

that playing cards
is an empty, shallow

hopeless mode of living.

You kept me waiting, Snake.

Couldn't be helped.
Been talkin' to Clay Corey.

Shh!

What happened?
Somethin' wrong?

Here is something wrong.

That train job
we had planned for tomorrow

Corey's found out they got
a whole passel of guards

hidin' out in the baggage car.

'I'm glad he found out.'

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

It'd be a shame to let it go.

Three of us can't take
on a whole army.

Maybe they figured
they needed an army.

Six trains in the last month
and never even got a look at us.

Not without our masks anyway.

Don't worry.
Our boss knows what he's doin'.

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

Don't worry, he will.

This will be
the biggest haul yet.

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

Well, the members
of Uncle Curt's mission

are founding
a new settlement there.

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

We're leaving in
Uncle Curt's buckboard.

Rest of the flock went ahead

after selling their stores
and farms here.

Devil's Flat. That's on the way
to Denver, isn't it?

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

You think I might be able
to hitch a ride with you?

Well, I'll ask Uncle Curt,
but I..

I hope you do go with us. It'll
give me a chance to talk to you.

Uncle Curt?

Excuse me, Martha.

Uncle Curt, I'd like you
to meet Mr. Bart Maverick.

- How do you do?
- Deacon.

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

He wants to get to Denver.

He'd like to ride with us
till 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 life.

My old pappy mentioned
the game of life once

but, uh, 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 Marybelle
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 race horses?'
- '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, glad I found you.
- Sheriff.

Something's come up
about your trip.

Wonder if you could
come to my office.

- You and your niece.
- Well, surely.

Well, my deadbeat friend.

Didn't take it too long
to track down the free grub.

Be lots more free grub in jail

if I see you here
tomorrow night.

Your worries are over, sheriff.

I'll be leaving town
in the morning

with the deacon and Marybelle.

You're takin' this...

Oh, now really, sheriff.
I know Ba..

Uh, Mr. Maverick quite well.

He's really a dear
and very nice.

'Just a school boy at heart.'

Yeah, reform school.

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

Of course.

Penniless tramp.

Naturally.

A low-down.

'Ungrateful.'

Contemptible.

Well, I wouldn't say
contemptible.

You're gonna let him
have ungrateful?

'Sheriff, I really think
there's good clay underneath.'

And I intend to try
and bring it out.

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.

It's 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 Devil's Flat.

He really has some
fine qualities.

Yeah. Everything from plain
honorary 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
under sheriffs salary.

How he spends his money
is no concern of ours.

Yeah, but..

How he gets it might be.

Sleeping on the job again, huh?

Job? What job? We ain't had
a guest here in two days.

Alright, never mind.
Just do as you're told.

Pull down those shades.

Ain't you the modest one?

What you aimin' to do, sheriff?
Flossy up a bit?

Sheriff?

Deacon, Marybelle.

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, uh..

Oscar, why don't you and that
mangy mutt go on outside?

'This is private.'

Come on, Hercules.

Sheriff's don't want us
to tinker in his goings-on.

Deacon.

I'm gettin' very concerned
over these train holdups lately.

This Clay Corey's
a pretty smart boy.

And it's no secret all over
that you're shippin'

all that gold
to Devil's Flat tomorrow.

- That's right.
- Follow me back here a minute.

This is the chest
with the $50,000 in gold

you gave me for safekeepin'.

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

$50,000? Yours?

It belongs to my flock.
Uh, members of my mission.

When they sold their ranches
and businesses

to go to Devil's Flat

they left the money
in my keeping.

It's not goin'
on the train, deacon.

'What do you mean?'

I can't see you lettin' Corey
have a crack at this money.

So I've devised a plan.

Excuse me, please.
Thank you.

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

So that if Corey decides
on a holdup

all he'll end up with
is a load of rocks.

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

How's the chest
with the gold gonna get there?

Ah, that's the beauty
of it, deacon.

This chest 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, I'll tell you what.

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

We'll sneak the real chest
here under that wagon..

And I'll take the fake chest
down to the train

and make a big show
of putting it on board.

That's in case Corey
and his men are watching.

Sheriff, you think that's wise?

Corey can't holdup 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 advise
from a man like you

I'll turn in my badge.

Yes, Bart.
Pipe down!

I mean, will you please
not interfere?

And, 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 should want me,
tell 'em 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?

Uh, 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 he
decided to switch those chests

only 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 about
the guards in the first place.

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 Curt's gold.

- Think of something.
- Oh, not me.

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

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

Uh, 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 it.

Just be careful, hmm?

That advise, my dear,
is unnecessary.

Evening.

Well, young feller,
what brings you back?

Oh, nothing in particular.

I, uh, just want 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, 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 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.

Move, boy.

That young fellow must think
we're addlepate.

He's up to some chicanery,
by granny.

Now, don't get frightened.
We'll get a drink.

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

Well, had your drink?

Two of 'em.
Thanks to you, young feller.

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 takin' us

into his confidence.

If only he'd told me he stacks
them chests under that bunk

I never would've
left this place.

On the other hand,
we better not let him know

that Maverick was messin'
with his chests.

So we're gonna put 'em back
just the way they was.

Oh, what brung you back?

Oscar, I got to
thinkin' about you

sitting out here
all by yourself and, uh..

Since I got a little bit of
desk work to do tonight anyway

why don't you go
and get yourself a drink?

Another..

Uh, I mean, sure.

Hercules, how's about it?
You wanna drink?

Okay.

Well, that ought 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 warnin'.

Alright. Listen to me
and don't ask questions.

I'll explain later.
Gold isn't goin' on the train.

I suckered him into takin'
it with him in his wagon.

It'll be a cinch
to catch up with them.

- Will they...
- I said listen.

There's a dude in town,
very suspicious.

He's supposed to go
in the wagon with 'em.

'Name's Maverick.'

Want you two to look him up,
tonight.

See to it that an accident
happens to him.

Yes, saw him a while ago
with the McCall girl.

Hah! 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-you see, uh..

I'm temporarily devoid
of, uh, funds.

Broke, huh?

Terse but true.

Terse, huh?

Uh, yeah.

I was wondering
if I might prevail upon you

to, uh, let me sleep
in one of the empty cells.

I guess it'll be alright.

What you say about it, Hercules?

Okay.

Thank you, Hercules.

'But don't cut any didoes,
'cause I'm gonna be'

'sittin' right here
all night.'

Well, I wouldn't think of it.
Thanks very much.

Got a new guy signed in,
named Maverick?

Ow!

Hey, boss.

Shh.

Did you do the job?

Boss, we turned this town
upside down.

Barely 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 onto him and took off.

Well, good morning, sheriff.

Wanna thank you for the use
of your jail cell

but that, that bed
is a little hard.

You spent a night in my jail?

Jail? Who'd ever thought
of lookin' for him in jail?

Pardon me?

Good morning, sheriff.
Morning, Maverick.

Deacon.

Well, we're ready to leave,
sheriff, except for the chest.

Oh, it's just inside.
You wanna give me a hand?

Good morning.

- Well?
- 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 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 Curt. It's really
a shame to fool him like this.

Young feller,
looks like you're sort of

plannin' on pullin' upstage.

That's right.

Me and Hercules slipped out
of the office this morning

before you woke.
Get us a bite of breakfast.

Sure glad we got back
to tell you so long.

- Well, thank you very much.
- Another thing, young feller.

Just in case you figure you put
somethin' over on old Oscar

them chests the sheriff
put under the bunker

I seed you mixin' them around
last night.

Shh.

I-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 chests backs
the way they were

'before you monkeyed with them.'

Well, so long.

It 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've..

Bye, Miss Marybelle.

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 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.
- Anytime at all, deacon.

I'll get that fake chest
down the depot.

Train leaves in 30 minutes.

Thanks again, sheriff.
Giddy-up.

Boss!

Want us to beat 'em to the
canyon and bushwhack Maverick?

No, no, not now.

The chest is on board the wagon,
they're on their way.

Tomorrow afternoon,
I want you two boys

to meet me just outside the town

and it'll take us a day
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
suspectin' me.

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

You mean, you're gonna
hang onto the job

even though we got our hands
on a fortune?

Peanuts!

Don't you lunkheads know
what's goin' 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.

But I'll think about that
while I take

a chest full of rocks
down the depot.

There they are.

This is their third day
on the trail, boss.

We'll jump 'em tonight,
be the last chance.

How do you like that,
I forgot the masks?

We won't need 'em.

You mean we're gonna scrag 'em?

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

No, my murderous friend.

We're gonna do this
nice and legitimate.

They're gonna hand
the gold to me.

Hiya!

Tonight will be our last night
on the trail.

That's right.

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

Alright.

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,
Marybelle?

Well, maybe a position
in an office.

You have a good head
for figures.

Now, there you are right.

- Bart, I'm being serious.
- So am I.

- Belle...
- Bart, give me your cards.

I knew you couldn't stay away.
Will it be blackjack?

I do not want to play.

I told you that part of my life
was all over.

I've turned 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 tales filling
the gaming rooms.

Crystal chandeliers.

How the orchestra
used to break into the walls

every time you swept down
the grand staircase

dressed in magnificent
white silk

with a single black pearl
adorning your neck.

Oh, you looked lovely
and radiant.

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
would crowd around

and you'd start dealing
the cards one by one

but not one man
looked at his cards.

They preferred rather to bask
in your radiant smile.

Alright, Belle, hit me light!

Maverick, you tricked me.

I was just making a point.
I'm not convinced.

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

but don't try to change me,
Marybelle.

Marybelle, will you please
get supper ready?

I'd like to turn in
early tonight.

I'd be glad to deliver
that gold tomorrow.

It begins to weigh heavy
on my heart.

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 doin' here?

Now, don't be alarmed, deacon,
but, uh, 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 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.

I don't have time
to stay with you and the wagon

but I have time to take the
gold, put it in the saddlebags

and rush it down
into Devil's Flat.

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 nice of you
to go to this trouble.

Boys, you get the saddlebags.
Could I have the key, please?

Thank you.

For your information, Maverick,
I happen to know

you switched chests on me.

'I should've arrested you
for tampering with the law'

'but I wanted to see
how far you'd go.'

You might also like to know
that I switched the chests

back again, smart boy.

So, you thinkin' I might find
rocks in this chest is 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?
Why, I can hardly believe it.

Oh, where is the gold?

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

Yeah, uh, 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 the 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 there, Maverick.

Deacon, you're going in
with me to Devil's Flat

to pick up that chest of gold.

I won't go.

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

will be forced to shoot
Maverick and your niece.

Alright, I'll go.

Don't do it, Uncle Curt.

What difference does it make

whether they kill us
tonight or tomorrow?

Don't listen to her, deacon.
I happen to prefer tomorrow.

Well, looks like
Corey ends with the gold

even though my plan did work.

There's one thing all my poker
playing's taught me, Marybelle.

What's that?

Strategy.

Look at those two, Marybelle.

A more perfect example

of a couple of fools
you'll never see.

We're fools, huh?

Who's got the guns on who?

Well, you boys have
the guns, alright

but you see, Corey has the gold.

He's not gonna come 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 kinda like..

Well, I..

You tell him, Snake.

Hmm, I reckon
Corey's pretty much like us.

'Smarter maybe, but like us.'

Us?

Do you think?

I think.

We 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 movin'.

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?
- Uh, no.

Now, I'll show you where it is

and you can have it
all to yourselves.

Only you've gotta
promise not to shoot us.

We got nothin' to lose. Spill.

Well, you haven't promised.

Sure, sure, we promise.

Where's the gold?

Maverick.

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.

That, Bart Maverick,
was strategy.

Well, what is that?

Oh, I was just keeping them
for emergencies.

Oh, we're facing
a pretty big emergency.

Let's try to find their horses.

Alright, out.

Doin' fine, deacon.
Just keep it up.

- Justice will prevail.
- Mm-hmm.

Well, I'll do the prevailing.

If you'd like to see your niece
alive, better not try anything.

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?

Alright, Corey.

Everything's
under control, deacon.

Oh, Uncle Curt.

Marybelle, thank goodness,
you're safe.

Easy, easy.

Now, face up, Corey.
The worm's turned.

It turned right
around again, worm.

There's two things I'm taking
with me when I leave here.

It's Miss Marybelle
and the gold.

Drop the gun, deadbeat.

Alright, move out.

Easy.

You, open the vault.
Move!

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

Alright, Corey.
I'll take this.

Those that sin shall repent.

Watch those generalizations,
deacon.

Mr. Maverick, would you
kindly assist me

to take this chest of gold
out to my wagon?

- My pleasure, deacon.
- It's rather heavy.

Oh! Yes, it is heavy.

You know, deacon, it's not
like 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?

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

You saw it,
I saw it and Marybelle..

Marybelle?

'Marybelle?'

Deacon, are you, uh, sure
that you reformed your niece?

Ho!

- Going somewhere?
- Ah..

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

Oscar was too.

'So I, I just came in'

'and the keys to the cell
were right there.'

I sent the bag ahead by stage.

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

Oh, 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, Marybelle?

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.

Now, just a minute.

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

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

Oh, yeah?

♪ 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 ♪♪