All language subtitles for S4E26 - The Deadly Image ENGLISH

Good thing you
had these in the house.

But you brought them
last time you were here.

Oh, I did?

I'm through with this. Can you
get a clean cloth for bandages?

Who are you?

Now what kind of
a question is that?

I don't know what your game is.

But you are not that
two legged swine Claxton.

My ears now do
the work of my eyes.

Your voice tells me
you are not he.

A Warner
Brothers television production.

That water hole
must be around here somewhere.

Well anybody could make
a mistake in this country.

I just picked the wrong bunch
of rocks, that's all.

Oh, here's my mistake.

That water hole is just beyond
these rocks. Not in them.

We'll both be drinking
cool fresh water

in just a couple of minutes.

That's him alright.

Are you sure?

Six years in Deer Lodge prison
could change a man's looks.

That's Tellson.

Well let's get it over with.
You take him over there.

'Stand up
and turn around, Tellson.'

Get your hand away from the gun.

News travels fast,
doesn't it, Hammett?

Ain't nothin' happens
in this territory

that Clax don't know
somethin' about.

Since when did he put you as
head of the welcoming committee?

You never had nerve enough
to do a job by yourself.

'Who else is with you?'

Hold it, Claxton,
don't come any further.

Oh, now take it easy, fella.

So you had to come out
in the open.

Your gun whelps
couldn't finish the job.

But my name isn't Claxton,
it's Maverick.

Well, that's finished.

Hardly worth the trouble,
I'd say.

You should respect
the dead, mister.

No matter what
they are like alive.

Why?

You're lucky.

If that slug had creased your
skull a quarter inch deeper

you wouldn't
be talkin' right now.

Pays to have a hard head.

Here's what saved my life,
deflected the other slug.

This fella you mistook me for.
This Claxton.

'Who is he?'

Didn't you just say you were
just ridin' through, Maverick?

Yeah, I'm on my way to Cheyenne.

I was told this was a shortcut
to the Bozeman trail.

You take my advice
and keep riding.

'This doesn't concern you.'

Seems I heard a mention
of Claxton somewhere.

Let it go at that.

You better relax for a while.

I'll make it.

I'll need my gun.

Well, Maverick, I appreciate
what you've done for me.

If you wanna ride with me, I'll
put you on the trail proper.

Alright. I wanna make
Fort Bozeman by tonight.

You uh, you know
anybody at the fort?

No. But it seemed like
a safe place to bed down.

Better keep ridin.'

Why?

With somebody who looks as much
like Rod Claxton as you do

they're liable to shoot first
and ask questions later.

I know this is tough country

and the army is keepin'
the lid on it.

But they won't just go shootin'
at somebody without a reason.

Alright.

If you wanna be a trusting
soul... that's your affair.

That leads to the fort.
That's the main road.

Take your pick.
I'll leave you here.

'Stand where you are.'

Both of you,
you're under arrest.

'Don't try to escape or I'll... '

I know, lieutenant. You'll shoot
first and ask questions later.

Don't give me
any provocation, Claxton.

I'm not Claxton.

Tell him, Tellson.

Tellson?
Gus Tellson?

Disarm that man.

'Sergeant of the guard.'

What is happening, child?

Sergeant of the guard,
on the double!

Sergeant Rafferty, take these
prisoners into custody.

Dismiss the detail, corporal.

So... you caught the murderin'
renegade, lieutenant.

Let me go wake up Captain Ranson
and give my report.

And you bring them over
to headquarters later.

This is one time
the captain shouldn't mind

having his nap spoiled.

'That's
Claxton. They got Claxton.'

No.

Get them off their horses.

Alright, give me a chance to get
my foot out of the stirrup.

We'll take them to the captain.

Perhaps Le Boulder is not
so forgetful after all, eh?

They'll hang him, Papa Rambeau.

Ah! It's a pity
they do not use

Madame Guillotine
in this country.

Time you're getting
back home, ma petite.

For a year and a half I've been
leading patrols personally

tryin' to get my hands
on Claxton

and he falls
right into your lap.

I'm sorry, sir. If I had known
it meant so much to you I'd..

You'd what lieutenant?

Come in.

Sergeant of the guard reporting
with prisoners as ordered, sir.

So you finally
slipped up, Claxton.

- Captain I...
- Silence.

I have a right to be heard...

Sergeant, he opens his mouth
again, shut it for him.

Yes, sir!

He claims he isn't Claxton, sir.

Naturally.

He claims his name is Maverick.

So your name is Maverick.

And I suppose
that's little Ms. Muffin.

Well, speak up!

My credentials
are in my breast pocket.

The only credentials
I need are right there.

Well, I'll be..

That's me!

'Where's
the rest of your bunch?'

Hammett. Doyle.

And the other cut-throats.

Just a minute.
I didn't mean that is me.

I mean it looks like me.

You tell that to the hangman.
Sergeant, get him outta here.

'And post a double guard.'

You heard the captain.
Let's go.

Look, captain.
I've had all that I can take.

My name is Bart Maverick
and I can prove it.

With stolen credentials?

We're not as stupid
as you think.

You can leave walkin'
or bein' carried.

'What's your choice?'

Guess.

Come along, child.
You'll just make things worse.

No.

I must find a way to help him.

To speak to him.

Untie their hands.

Alright, everything
out of your pockets.

So, you claim
you ain't Claxton, eh?

My wallet,
my identification's in it.

Let's see you duplicate
of the signature

'without lookin' at this one.'

With pleasure.

He's right handed.

What difference does that make?

Claxton's left handed.

'Or supposed to be.'

He uses both hands as good
as most people use one.

Are you so interested in
getting me hanged, Tellson?

Just making a comment.

They're identical, alright.

Well, now sergeant,
that oughta prove something.

Sure.

It proves you should
have taken up forgery

instead of killin' and robbin'.

Get them into a cell.

Your gratitude overwhelms me.

Standin' there babblin' off
like a fountain.

You could have told them
I wasn't Claxton.

Wouldn't have done any good.

The captain expected me
to back up your story.

In the mood he was in, we'd be
hanging out there by our thumbs.

I should have let you die back
there at the water hole, you..

What do mean back up my story?

That lieutenant
recognized you, didn't he?

'Now, you mixed up
with Claxton.'

They haven't got anything on me.

They'll find I've been in
Deer Lodge prison, just got out.

'They'll have to let me go.'

Lotta good that does me.

It will.

They won't hang you
for at least a month.

'Army red tape.'

And by that time I'll be back
with Claxton over my saddle.

Why? You after the reward?

No.

My reasons
are strictly personal.

'Psst. Rod.'

Rod, how did you get in here?
What happened?

Caprice.

- Now wait a minute.
- Is there anything I can do?

Get away from that window, girl.
Get away before you get hurt.

What's the idea?
She must know Claxton.

She'll know I'm not him.

She knows him.

That's why I'm gonna kill him.

Tellson, whether you like this
or not, I'm in it up to my ears.

I've got to know
what it's all about.

Alright.
It ain't much of a story.

About six years ago,
Claxton was United States

Deputy Marshall.

'That's when he went wrong.'

He used the information
in his office

to pull robberies,
hold-ups, that sorta thing.

He had quite a gang.
I was the second in command.

Yeah.

Well, to make
a long story short.

He slipped up on one job and I
saved him by taking the blame.

He was gonna use
my share of the loot

to take care of some of my kin.

He didn't do it.

So when you got out,
he knew you'd come back here

to even up the score.

That's why he sent
those guns after you.

That's it.

I could kill him with
my bare hands if need be.

I found out
how he took care of her.

Word gets around even in prison.

Did you say her?

That girl at the window.

She doesn't know it.

But I'm her father.

Well, this Claxton
sounds like quite a gent.

I don't know why the army's
so interested in him.

His case sounds like something
for the civilian authorities.

Claxton hates the army.

He pulls their tail
every chance he gets.

A long time ago, he got the army
payroll, three months runnin'.

That's quite a trick.

He's got a line
on everything that comes up

the Bozeman's trail.

He knows when there's money,
when there's a guard

and when they're ridin' light.

He's been driving them crazy
for a year and a half.

What's that?

Well, now I know
what it's all about.

But something still bothers me.

Suppose you don't
catch up with Claxton

when you get out of here.

What then?

You'll be the first
innocent man to feel

a rope around his neck.

Yeah, that's much better.

There's that noise again.
What do you think it is?

Who cares?

Chow time.

Just put it down
the stool, will you?

You better eat it. You got
a long ride ahead of you.

Ride? Ride where?

You'll find out soon enough.

Captain, I demand
an explanation.

Where are you taking us?

You have a right to know that.

You're going to Fort Fetterman

to stand military trial.

Mil..

Doesn't look like much
of an escort, does it?

Well, it's my hope
the rest of your band

of cut-throats
will think the same thing.

Lieutenant Reed, upsides.

'Yes, sir.'

By now your friends will
know you've been taken.

They'll be looking
for a chance to set you free.

Well, we're gonna
give them that chance.

With certain reservations.

Sergeant, get them mounted.

Forward!

I got a funny feelin'.

Right between the eyes.

Yeah, me too.

Don't you think it's about time
you told the captain the truth?

Would he believe it?

Boy, that guy is sure
a spitting image of Claxton.

Tellson with them?

Yeah, he's with them.
He's right upfront.

Nice easy target.

You gonna take a crack at him?

We'll take a crack at everyone.

Who'd they think they are?
Tryin' to pull that wagon trick.

They ain't carryin'
nothing valuable.

Maybe the boss
wouldn't want us to.

The boss left me in charge
and I'm givin' the orders.

I don't want anybody to fire
till I put a bullet in Tellson.

- You got that?
- Yup.

Have you got that?

Aah!

Get those men outta the wagon.

Every man out!
You three man that side.

Heavy fire, men.

See how he's eyeing for us?

Help me with
the colonel, private.

Alright, quit firin'.

'Okay,
boys. Get outta here.'

'Quit while you can.'

Let's go.

Aah!

Yeah, I was the young shaver
rawhiding my way

through a lot of trouble
when I met her.

Old man Rambeau,
tried to break us up.

Elaine and I ran off
and got hitched anyway.

When Caprice came,
I was in jail up in Belmont.

So your wife brought the baby
home to her father, huh?

Yeah.

When I got out of jail, I..

I heard Elaine had died.

Just a year after I was sent up.

The old man took the girl
and raised her.

'Told her,
her father was dead.'

You can't blame him for that.

He was just trying
to protect her.

I went along with it.

I stayed away,
sent 'em money when I could.

But she's still my daughter.

Where does Claxton
fit into this?

That was my mistake.

When I took that
last jolt for him

I told him about the old man
and the girl.

Asked him to look after them.

See that they
didn't want for nothin'.

It started to look like you
and Elaine again. Is that it?

No.

I loved Elaine.

I married her
all legal and proper.

But Claxton is using the girl
like he uses everybody else.

That's why I've got to kill him
before it's too late.

The question is,
what do we do now?

Between the army and Claxton
we're in a bit of a mess.

Well, sooner or later..

He's got to turn up
at the Rambeau place.

I aim to be there,
waiting for him.

You're in no condition
to travel, Tellson.

I know that.

I can't make it alone.

You gotta help me, Maverick.

You sure do ask a lot out of
a stranger, don't you, Tellson?

I ain't asking for myself.

It's for my kid.

'I'm beggin' you, Maverick.'

I'm in it this far.

'I might as well
go all the way.'

You stay there and rest.
I'll pack our gear.

Hold it.

What's the matter?

Shh. Take a look.

You shouldn't be
so stubborn, ma'am.

With Claxton's gang on the loose

you and your grandfather would
be much safer at the fort.

Thank you very much for your
concern. We'll be alright here.

Goodnight, lieutenant.

A pity you did not hang
that pig when you could do it.

That's right, Papa.

Goodnight.
Detail, mount!

Easy, easy.

You better get me over there.
I'm getting dizzy.

Alright, be quiet.

Someone is coming.

- I don't hear anything.
- 'But I do.'

Thanks to my blindness.

Two of them.
Walking their horses.

Rod.

Rod, oh Rod!

Rod darling..

I was so worried.

The soldiers were here.
They told me what happened.

'But I knew they
couldn't keep you.'

Are you alright?
The lieutenant said that...

Slow down now, slow down,
take it easy.

Oh.

He's hurt bad.
Help me get him into the house.

Huh! Soldiers. Always seem
to hit the wrong one.

It's a good thing
you had these in the house.

But you brought them
last time you were here.

Oh, I did?

I'm through with this.

Can you get any
clean cloth for bandages?

Who are you?

Now what kind
of a question is that?

I don't know what your game is.

But you are not that
two-legged swine, Claxton.

My ears now do
the work of my eyes.

Your voice tells me
you are not he.

Sorry to disappoint you
but... Shh. She's coming back.

Will these do?

Yeah, that's fine.

I've never seen him before.

Is he one of your new men?

Yeah.

'His name is Gus Tellson.'

I hope he'll be alright.

'Child.'

Yes, papa?

See if there's
a fire in my room.

There is a chill
in the air tonight.

Yes, Papa.

I'll get you
and Mr. Tellson some blankets.

Thank you.

I am an old man without eyes.

But if you bring pain
into that child's heart..

I will see you in your grave.

She believes her
father to be dead.

She has never known his name.

Relax, Papa Rambeau.

Tellson feels the same way.

He was coming here to get rid
of this Claxton business.

That and nothing more.

And who are you?

What is your purpose here?

Same as yours. And his.

To finish Claxton.

Only my reasons
are a little more selfish.

Argh! The reward, huh?

My life.

You'd understand that
if only you could see.

I understand alright.

If you could fool Caprice..

You could fool anyone.

Except Claxton.

Your fire is ready,
Papa Rambeau.

Your room is as warm as toast.

Ah, merci.

In that case..

I will leave my door open.

I want to talk to you, Caprice.

On the porch.

Papa Rambeau
has ears like a cat.

So I gather.

Alright, I'll wait.

What's wrong?

Wrong?

Nothing, Rod.
Nothing's wrong.

Just the strangest feeling
when I kissed you.

Like it was the first time.

That should make it
more interesting.

You seem so different.

Oh, was it bad?

The thought I mean.

It won't be one
of my fondest memories.

Yesterday, after I drove
Papa Rambeau home, I..

I saddled up a horse
and went up to Signal Hill.

I waited all day hoping
some of your men would come.

Signal Hill?

Overlooking that fort.

- You named it that yourself.
- Oh yeah.

It's been a trying day.
I'm not thinking clearly.

When will it be over?

This fighting and running.

Soon, Caprice.
Sooner than you think.

I get so afraid
for you at times.

You just can't
spend your life fighting.

There's too many of them.

It's not easy to change
when you're an outlaw.

Only because they made you be.

All their lying accusations.

Oh, Rod, we can run away
together, California.

Get married, raise our children
in a new land.

You're quite a woman.

I'm your woman, if you want me.

Well, right now, woman

I've got some heavy thinking
to do and you need your sleep.

I don't have to get hit
with an anvil.

I can take a hint.

Kiss me goodnight.

'Are you going to
stand out there, talking all night?'

Ears like a cat.

And you are a minx.
Now go on to bed.

Follow that path
I told you about.

You will have no trouble
finding the place.

Yes, it must be
a remarkable resemblance

to fool Caprice.

I'm not sure that she's fooled.

How often does Claxton
get out here to the ranch?

Oh, sometimes two
or three days together.

Sometimes not for weeks.

Ah, he's a smart one.

You never know
what he'll do or when.

I can't understand
how you'd ever let Caprice

get mixed up
with a man like him.

She has her mother's blood.

Her mother had your blood.

No, it's too late
for that cane, Papa.

You should've used
that 20 years ago.

It's as you say,
it's too late now.

I am an old man,
but I am not helpless.

I didn't say that.

I'll see you in a while.

You don't have to do that.

I can feed myself.

You'll have to eat
to keep your strength up.

I uh, I didn't mean
to sound rude.

'I want you to know I'm grateful
for what you're doing, Caprice.'

Her name is Ms. Rambeau
to you, Tellson.

Behave yourself, Papa.

I asked Mr. Tellson
to call me Caprice.

Your grand-daddy's right.

A man like me
has no right to call a..

Young lady by her first name.

That's nonsense.

Maybe so.

'I shouldn't have
come here in the first place.'

And the moment I'm able
to travel, I'll leave.

I won't do anything to make you
sorry I came to your house.

See that you
keep on thinking that way.

Don't talk that way, Papa.

It's alright, Ms. Rambeau.

'We understand each other.
The old man and I.'

Heavy..

Patrols..

Out.

Stay..

Low.

Neat. Very neat indeed.

'I heard you
coming a mile away.'

- Let me unsaddle him for you.
- Thanks.

Did you find the signal hill?

Yeah, I found it.

And I also found how
Claxton gets his information.

Aha.

There's coffee on the stove
if you want it.

Caprice?

'Here, Rod. In
Papa Rambeau's room.'

What are you doing in here?

Papa Rambeau made me
bring him in here.

He said the couch was
too hard for a wounded man.

What do you know.

What about that?

Oh, the sling?
Heh heh.

He gave me that too.

I had one of those
relapses when he did.

You don't understand him.

Understanding works two ways.

Why do you say that?

Don't pay any attention
to him, Caprice.

'Gus always likes
to have the last word.'

Isn't that right, Gus?

Yeah. It's a failing of mine.

I better get cleaned up.

Come out here.

- He's coming.
- Claxton?

Well, how do you know?

He rides a mare
that single-foots.

I hear him across
the Harpham Flats.

Two minutes away.

- How many with him?
- Alone.

'Who are you talking about?'

Who's alone, Papa Rambeau?

Would you do anything
I ask of you?

- Of course...
- That's what I'm afraid of.

I hate to do this.

What are you doing?

No time to explain, Papa.
Inside, quick.

'Rod?'

Yeah.

What's wrong?

You just lie there
and don't make a sound.

- 'Claxton's coming.'
- Claxton? Gimme a gun.

You do what I tell you, Gus.
This is no time for heroics.

You sit down, Papa Rambeau.

Invite him in.
But act normal.

Leave the rest to me.

Caprice?

You don't have
to shout, Claxton.

You move and you're
a dead man, Claxton.

'Put those
hands over your head.'

You heard me, up!

Now you can turn around.

I don't believe it.

A lot of other people don't.

That's why we're going
to Fort Bozeman together.

My own father wouldn't
know the difference.

Well, mine would.

'The gun belt, Claxton.
Unbuckle it.'

Rod.

Rod, darling.

Caprice, stay back.
Stay back!

Alright, mister,
what's it gonna be?

Make up your mind.

'I don't understand.'

'So he fooled
you too, huh, baby?'

I thought it was you.

So does the army.

Your name's Maverick, isn't it?

That pipeline you got
with the fort

is pretty efficient isn't it?

So you know about that too, huh?

Give me a rope, Caprice.

'The army wants Rod Claxton.
They army's gonna get him.'

What are you gonna do?

Why bother with a rope, Claxton?

You have no intension
of delivering me

to that fort alive.
Why don't you finish it now?

Or don't you want Caprice
to see what you're really like?

Don't tempt me, Maverick.

- Get that rope.
- But, Rod..

Honey, you remember
what I promised you?

We go away together and start
a new life all over again.

Well, this is our chance.
Beginning right now.

You're not going anywhere
with my daughter, Claxton.

Daughter?

No!

No!

Looks like you're the only
one left to finish off.

Oh, Caprice.

Caprice?

Caprice, help me pull this
toad sticker outta my back.

'Caprice!'

'We heard a gunshot.'

I see it but I don't believe it.

I'm glad you got here,
lieutenant.

Claxton was gonna kill me.

No, that's not
gonna work, Claxton.

Look, I don't know who's what,
but I'm not being taken in.

Sergeant, disarm that man.

Now, lieutenant, I can take..

That's enough, sergeant.

He was trying to kill me.

He was going to turn me in as
him. He made me change clothes.

'He knifed me
when I tried to resist.'

'Is that true, Ms. Caprice?'

She'll tell you I'm not Claxton.

Can you tell me?
Which one is he?

He's the man you want.

'He's Rod Claxton.'

Why, you dirty, little,
double-dealin'..

Take him outside, sergeant.

'Tie him to a
saddle and tie him tight.'

Yes, sir.

That was providential that..

We were passing along the trail

when I heard
that gunshot, Ms. Caprice.

Here, you men. Carry that body
out into the other room.

Give me the gun,
I'll knock you out.

I can't do it, Claxton.
They'll chop me neck off.

Are you crazy, Rafferty?

You take me in, they'll hang me.

How will you get
your share of the loot?

I've got everything
stashed away.

We'll split it.
Just the two of us.

All of it?

You heard me, didn't you?

Lieutenant, better
get outside quick

and stop Rafferty
before he lets Claxton escape.

- What are you talking about?
- Rafferty.

He's Claxton's contact
at the fort

the one who fed him
all that information.

It's impossible.

He used a heliograph
in the supply room

underneath the sentry box.

I saw him go up and down
the stairs twice.

Didn't see his face but
I saw a knife slit in his boot.

Just saw that same slit
in Rafferty's boot.

- You expect me to...
- There's no time.

Halt, Claxton. Halt!

It was a mistake to trust
the likes of him.

Yes, it was, sergeant.

You have plenty of time to
realize just how big a mistake.

I know what it meant, Caprice.

He promised you a lot of things.

Pretty close.

Places like New Orleans,
San Francisco.

He promised to take me away
from these lonely mountains.

- I understand.
- How could you?

I didn't understand
myself until today.

You're a brave girl.

Do you know when I first
began to understand?

When you kissed me.

It was so different.

So gentle.

I never felt that way
with Rod before.

Would you kiss me again?

♪ 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 ♪♪