All language subtitles for Maverick S05E11 The Troubled Heir ENGLISH

Maverick, I'll get even with you
if it takes me all my days.

Don't worry about him,
Mr. Maverick.

He won't be around long
to give you trouble.

Thanks. I'll be at the hotel
when that reward money comes.

Stay right where you are.

You ain't going no place.

Good morning, Chester.
What seems to be the trouble?

I hate to bust in
on you like this

but I travelled all night
to catch up with him.

What could you want me for?

About Ward Quillan's murder.

"Maverick."

Starring Jack Kelly
and James Garner.

A Warner Bros.
television production.

There're two things that make
strange town seems less lonely

The sound of a friendly voice
or word of a friendly game.

Since the friendly voice had
told me of the friendly game

I felt an irresistible urge
to pull up a friendly chair

and partake the hospitality.

Well, Bart Maverick.

Well, I had no idea
you were in town.

Well, I mean..??

Well, do come in, darlin'.
You are most pleasant surprise.

Surprise?

Marla, you know,
last time I saw you

you left me stranded,
minus $2,000.

I intend to play it all back.
And I will. Someday.

I'm sure you will.

Don't tell me
you're Mother Hubbard.

Oh, don't be silly.
I'm just stayin' here.

- Alone?
- Practically.

Except for Pearly.

- Pearly Gates?
- Yes.

By the most amazing coincidence,
he's roomin' here too.

There isn't a remotest chance
this is Pearly's game, is there?

No. He's turned over a new leaf,
and this time, he means it.

'When we leave here,
he's gonna operate'

a mining claim in Virginia City,
and mining's hard work, Bart.

- Provided he wins, of course.
- Of course, darling.

Bart Maverick!
What a refreshing sight.

Oh, you have no idea
how many times I thought of you.

Especially when
you were broke.

Oh, now,
that's unkind, Bart.

But I refuse to allow
your home-spun?? wit

to dampen our friendship.

Well, that's a very
pleasant thought, Pearly.

Bart, I have some very
important business to tend to.

Why don't you
go over to the hotel

and I'll meet you there
when I'm finished.

We'll have a few drinks
and swap a few lies

about our mutual prosperity.

Pearly, he knows
about the game.

Oh. Well,
it's just small time, Bart.

It's peanuts, you
wouldn't be interested in it.

Oh.

Well, anytime you don't want me
to do something, Pearly

'I'm always interested.'

Windgate, we're all
waiting for ya.

Be right there, sir.

Well, shall we?

Well, gentlemen. I'd like
you to meet Bart Maverick.

He's an old family friend.

Uh, this is Mr. Copp,
our junior hotel proprietor.

- Mr. Maverick.
- Mr. Copp.

And Mr. Laine, a superintendent
of our livery?? stable.

Maverick.

And Mr. Wiley Carger,
gentleman rancher?? from uh..

- Aboline.
- Of course.

I think we've met
somewhere before, Mr. Carger.

- Not likely.
- Have a seat.

Well, now, boys,
this is a gentleman's game.

There'll be no guns.
Rule of the house.

If you don't mind, putting 'em
on the table over there.

A number of things should've
warned me of that poker game.

Carger's face reminded me of
one I'd seen on wanted poster.

His two friends looked like
they'd been ?? on Colt 45s.

Pearly Gates
was poming?? himself off

as Windfield Windgate III

member of a wealthy
Southern family.

And finally, Pearly hadn't
wanted me in his game

in the first place.

I had been watching
Pearly like a hawk.

He hadn't palmed an ace
or crimped a card.

And he was losing heavily.

I had to admit,
I was wrong about Pearly

yet I had that gnawing feeling
that he was waiting

for that one big fat hand.

'One, two, three.'

'One.'

And one,
and the dealer takes one.

The place is on fire!

No, no, just the fireplace.

Somebody open that window.

Must be a faulty flue.

It's more than that.
Our money flew.

And so has your friend
Windfield Windgate III.

- He's no friend of mine.
- You didn't deny it before.

- I'm gonna get the sheriff.
- I'm going with you.

Just not so quick.
We don't need the sheriff.

- You don't?
- No.

We got you, and you're
gonna find him for us.

'Pearly!'

'Pearly?'

Oh, Pearly.
What happened?

So, you had to give up
the mine

because of a sick sister
back east, huh?

I'm hauling my pen,
we've been taken.

Well, if you'd
investigated first

we wouldn't be
sitting here now.

And if you hadn't been
so insistent

about my going legitimate

I would've had time
to check this claim out.

You're blaming me.

Now, you can stop
your wailing.

You're gonna need all the tears
you got for my funeral.

Oh, Pearly.

Why, gentlemen. This
is an unexpected surprise.

Yes.

Alright, Windgate,
where's the money you stole?

Well, I admit I lost my head
when the fire broke out.

'I took what I thought
was my own money, and I ran.'

And too late,
I realized

I'd taken all the money
on the table.

Well, they happen to know
that Marla stuffed the chimney.

Well, uh, unfortunately,
I've invested all that money

in this here mining claim.

We know that too.
We stopped by the claim office.

They told us
where to find you.

In that case,
I'd be more than happy

to turn this claim over to you.
Why, it's only fair.

They also told us
there ain't enough silver here

to plate your tin cuff-links.

Why, that's downright
dishonest of them.

Now, you listen to me.

Any other time,
I'd love to see you go broke.

But I'm in trouble because
this man is outta lotta money.

And he happens to think
that I help set him up.

Oh, Bart had nothing
to do with it.

Alright, Windgate, how much
money have you got left?

Oh, I got uh...
let's see here.

In that case, you better
wire your rich relatives

in Atlanta that
you're gonna need $5,000

'or a new head.'

I-I-I'm sorry, Mr. Carger,
but see, he can't do that.

Because, uh, well, I happen
to know his Uncle Ezra.

And if he suspected
for one minute

that his favorite nephew,
I mean, his only nephew

was gambling away his allowance,
he'd cut him off without money.

I need money.

Just a minute, Mr. Carter, you
can't kill him in cold blood.

Take him to a sheriff.
Let the law take care of him.

Who said anything
about killing him?

My friends and I
have other plans for him.

Mr. Carger sir,
I knew you were a gentleman.

Big Jim Watson.

Who did you think it was,
Little Lord Fauntleroy?

'Oh, you can keep it,

You and your friend here
are driving me into Sunset.

'Turn me over to the sheriff
and ask for the reward.'

That oughta take about
three days to get it.

Now, hold on.

There's gotta be
a catch to it.

'There is.'

After you get the reward

the boys here
gonna break me out.

'You're coming with us, and
gonna hand over the $10,000.'

You are putting quite a bit of
confidence in them, aren't you?

That jail wouldn't hold
an under nourished chicken.

Well now, Mr. Watson,
there's uh

there's a certain amount
of risk involved here.

I'm liable to be implicated
as an accessory after the fact.

Now, under those circumstances,
I feel I'm entitled to, uh

oh, at least half.

One fourth.

And consider yourselves lucky.

Oh, I'm sorry.

One half,
or you can count me out.

What did you say?

I said, you have
my whole-hearted support.

Uh, now aren't you going
through quite a bit of trouble

to get that money back?

Look, we're wasting time.

You get your gear together
while the boys tie me up.

Uh, but, uh, I..

When you get that money, half
of it's mine, you understand?

Bart, of course.

I consider that
a debt of honor.

Well, that's
what's bothering me.

Oh, uh, incidentally,
is it..

'...Mrs. Gates, yeah?'

It was the very first thing
we were going to do

after we bought this mine.

Oh.

Now, Marla, honey,
now it's gonna have to wait.

Excuse me.

Now, you understand?
It's, uh, just till I have

enough funds again.

Again.

Alright, you two,
let's go.

Right away.

You two, follow along.

Make sure he delivers me
to the sheriff.

Isn't it dangerous for you two,
uh, hangin' around Sunset?

We're gonna stay around long
enough to see that Windgate

does what he's supposed to.

It's been quite an education
meeting you fellas.

Thanks.

Say, I'm sorry, we had you
pegged wrong about Windgate.

'You'll be glad to see
him get what's coming to him.'

Givin' him a quarter
of that action

seems like a peculiar way
of showing it.

The only thing he's gonna get
is a bullet in the back

'right after
he gives us the money.'

You may not recoup
all your losses

but at least you'll have
the satisfaction of knowing

that if hadn't been for you,
we never would've found him.

'Let's go.'

Could you hold this?

Move out.

Hey, Maverick.

Unfortunately,
they were right.

Pearly was as good as dead,
and I set him up for it.

I'm not a sentimental slob
where Pearly is concerned

but common decency dictated
his being warned of his demise.

While pure self-interest
told me

I better plan a way
of saving him

if I was ever
to get my money back.

I declare, Big Jim Watson.

Now, uh, get in there,
Big Jim.

Please.

Doggone! I meant
to have that fixed.

'Where would a gentleman go

'for harmless game of cards?'

'Oh, across the street

To Ward Quillan's place.

It ain't much,
but it's, uh, honest.

Honest.

Thank you, sir.

Marla, honey.

Thank you again, sheriff.

Sheriff.

There you are, Quillan.
My marker for $500.

That makes $2000,
Mr. Windgate.

Or since
you captured Big Jim.

Yes, isn't it?

'Well, what do you have, sir?'

Three little aces.

Two little queens.

This is just
one of those days.

Well, would you
gentlemen excuse me?

A old friend of the family.

Just don't leave town.

Uh, no.

You interrupt me
at a particularly bad moment.

Things are gonna get
a lot worse.

It's highly unlikely. I already
owe Mr. Quillan there $2,000.

Yeah. Are you using Windfield
Windgate III for credit rating?

Just the name.

Two thousand is an advance
against the $2,500 I got coming.

Oh, that's too bad, because
you don't have $2,500 coming.

I don't?

Only thing you can look for
is a an early funeral

contributed by Big Jim
and his two friends.

Oh, now, you're just saying
that to get even with me.

Alright, Pearly.

My conscience is clear
because I warned you.

Maverick.

You really mean it?

Well, point is, uh,
Big Jim really means it.

Oh.

Well.
Well..

...so what do we do?

Uh-huh.
It's what you do, Pearly.

Now let's step over
and see Sheriff Bentley.

What for?

I'll tell you about it
on the way on it.

Remember,
just don't leave town.

Well.

I see that you, uh, found
Mr. Windgate, young fella.

Yes, sir, it's a good
thing that I did.

That's right.

Sheriff, I've made
a terrible mistake.

I hope

We've only got one cell,
and it's full now.

Well, you can empty it, sheriff,
I brought in the wrong man.

That's right.

You mean that he ain't
Big Jim Watson?

He ain't.

Unfortunately, Watson was
arrested last week in Abolina.

'My friend here
just told me.'

What are you trying
to pull, Windgate?

Well, if he ain't Big Jim,
who is he?

He's an imposter,
that's who.

Oh, I admit he looks like
Watson, acts like him too.

Frankly, he had me
fooled completely.

Well..

I don't mind telling you, this
takes a real load off my back.

And I..

Oh, wait a minute.
Now, wait a minute.

Why would any man
in his right senses

practically get himself
invited into jail

for something
that he didn't do?

Well, you see,
what Mr. Windgate means, sheriff

is that he is not
in his right senses.

He's one of those unfortunates
who goes through life

confessing
to other men's crimes.

'They want attention, they need
to be taken noticed of.'

You stay out of this, Maverick.

I'm Big Jim Watson and no one's
gonna get me out of here.

'See what I mean?

If he was really
Big Jim Watson

he'd jump
at the chance to get out.

I've heard about
fellas like you.

Too bad.

Out

'You're gonna lose

Well, it can't happen too soon.
I'm over due now, son. Out.

And let me give you
some advice.

Don't go around
impersonating any outlaws

because you ain't the type.

Out. I said out of here.

I'll see you outside.

Doggone it.

Yeah, sure fix me up.

If I do manage to survive,
what do you think Quillan

is gonna say when
I can't pay him back?

Nothing, I hope,
until we show him the wire.

Wire?

It should be arriving
any moment.

Excuse me, I got a wire here
for Windfield Windgate III.

It says
I can find him here.

That regretfully informs
you that your uncle

has passed on here to inherit
the entire Windgate fortune.

It further states that
as soon as practical

an attorney will contact you
to make final arrangements.

Now that's mighty considerate
of you, Bart.

But how is that
gonna keep me alive?

By peeling
the man's basic cupidity.

Since you owe Mr. Quillan,
Watson and myself about $15,000

they might be persuaded
to each accept a piece of paper

giving them a share
of your will as collateral

until such time
as you okay them back.

Now how am I
supposed to do that?

??? keep you alive.

You can worry
about paying us back

as soon as you
are safely out of town.

- Bart.
- Yeah?

- You're a genius.
- I know.

But I have a feeling
there's something wrong.

- What could be wrong with?
- I don't know.

I can't pin down exactly,
but I got a feeling.

Well, then you
better make a decision

before you walk
through that door.

Uh, you just convinced me.

You fellas queasy
about going out?

Oh, no, sheriff, no, we're sorry
to have bothered you, sir.

You are not gonna
leave town alive.

'Neither are you.'

Now , that might prove to be
very short sighted on your part.

'Yes, it could cost you
a fortune.'

What fortune?

Telegram.

Oh, well, half would be fine.

He went for the wire
like it was a ?? barn.

I said I had a plan that would
guarantee his money back.

But I'd need an hour
to work the details out.

Then I'd meet them at
the hotel with Quillan present.

Big Jim was reluctant to
let Pearly out of his sight.

So, I left him with
Big Jim for collateral.

Now to the sneakiest
part of my plan

the full details of which

I couldn't possibly
have divulged to Pearly.

Step one.

To send an urgent wire

to an engaging
disciple of my pappy's

know as
Oliver Slippery Perkins.

A man of considerable charm,
graciousness, gentility

and old fashioned larceny.

Uh, gentlemen,
I give you my solemn word.

He will return.

I don't know what your friend's
got in mind, Windgate.

But if he doesn't show up,
you're going to jail for fraud.

The money you barged from me
was under false pretenses.

If Maverick don't show up,
I get a crack at him first.

You can take
what's left to jail.

It's about time.

Excuse me.

Well, I was very busy.

Oh, hi, I'm Mr. Bart Maverick.

I'm an old friend
of the Windgates.

I presume you are
Mr. Ward Quillan?

- That's right.
- How do you do?

Unless you've got
something to say

to keep Windgate out of jail,
you're wasting my time.

I'm quite certain
I have, sir.

Well, if you just
consider this a meeting

of the board of directors

Mr. Windgate being
the corporate body.

Maverick, I wish you wouldn't
refer to me as the body.

The image is disturbing.

It's just a matter
of speech, Mr. Windgate.

Oh, it seems we three
have something in common.

Yeah? What?

Well, Mr. Windgate is
under financial obligation

to each one of us.

Now your solution is
to have him arrested.

'Yours, of course,
is more drastic.'

Mine, gentlemen,
is much more realistic.

Maverick, cut out
the big words.

Get to the point.

Ah. If we put him in jail

or we eliminate him
all together

that means we won't get back
one penny on the dollar.

It's good thinking.
That's very good.

To be perfectly
blunt, gentlemen

the Windgate fortune is
about to pass into his hands.

Poor Uncle Ezra.
It's a shame really.

He was only 85.

Mr. Windgate, would you please
refrain from interrupting me?

Now I suggest that Mr. Windgate

give us each an
equal share in his will.

We'll use that as
collateral until such time

as he collects the money
to pay us back.

'The total of that money
coming to $60,000.'

Yes, Mr. Windgate,

$20,000 a piece.

'In consideration for us
waiting to get it.'

Do you agree?

Agreed.

And we become his heirs?

Well, loosely speaking, yes..

When do I get my $20,000?

Just as soon
as the estate is settled.

That should take about
three weeks.

'Do you agree
to those terms?'

Well, it's better
than nothing.

$20,000, I should say
it's better than nothing.

We'll put that in writing.

Gentlemen, I took the liberty
of having these drawn up.

They name us as
beneficiary to his will.

Of course, share
and share alike.

Now, Mr. Windgate,
these are all prepared

for you signature, sir.

Bartender,
pen and ink, please.

Mr. Windgate,
there you are.

Ah, the ink.

Have you got the witness
in your other pocket?

Gentlemen, I think that we can
each witness for each other.

Here you are.

It's been my pleasure,
gentlemen..

...and, uh, beneficiaries.

You take care of yourself.

Yes, I'll make
special point of that.

Gentlemen.

Well, now, this one is yours,
and this one is yours.

- Suppose he skips town?
- Why should he?

The Windgate fortune
is worth millions, gentlemen.

Why should he be
bothered with $60,000?

Well, it's been my pleasure.

Excuse me, please.

Now, Marla, honey

who'd ask a girl to marry him
when he's barely got

enough money for tickets
to the next town?

Someone who loves me in the face
of future in spite of it.??

Honey, you've gotta
be practical.

I'm sick and tired
of being practical.

Hurry, they're
waiting for you.

Bart, you were
brilliant in there.

- Positively brilliant.
- Save the compliments.

You better get on
that stage coach

or they're liable to
find out who you are.

Just exactly what I've been
trying to tell her.

Now, perhaps
you can convince her.

Marla, darling,
as unlikely as it may seem

this time, Pearly is right.

Well, of course I am.

Honey, you know
I'll send for you

just as soon as I can offer you
something better

than playing hide and seek
with Big Jim Watson company.

But where will
you be, darling?

- I'll be in Payoff.
- Payoff?

The very next stop
the stage makes.

- The very next.
- Oh.

Bye.

Ha.

Thank you, thank you.

Oliver Slippery Perkins.

If Oliver played
his hand convincingly

I'd soon collect the
money Pearly owed me.

If he didn't,
I might collect a headstone.

How much longer
are you gonna be in town?

Till my two friends show up.

Well, this might
interest you.

I checked with
the stage coach clerk

and yesterday, Windgate
brought a ticket to Payoff.

Windgate?

Sir.

Did my ears detect
the honorable name of Windgate?

What about it?

My card.

Well, Oliver S. Perkins.

Attorney at law.

Especially, criminal
and civil action.

Also legal advisor to
some of our country's

most famous families,
including that of Windgate.

Well, that's funny.

We were just talking about
a Winfield Windgate III.

I say, I say.

This is an
amazing coincidence.

That's just the gentleman
I'm looking for.

What for?

The poor boy's uncle,
Joe Cephas Windgate..

'...passed away.'

'And he left him
the sole heir of his estate.'

It's a heavy burden
for one so young.

I thought his
uncle's name was Ezra.

Ah, it is.
I say, I say, it is.

Ezra Joe Cephas Windgate.

Of course, Winfield
always called him Ezra

since he sat on his knee
and tricked his beard.

But to most of us,
he was known as Joe Cephas.

- Well, he gets all the money?
- Every penny of it.

'Over two million dollars
of stocks and bonds'

'and holdings
and what have you.'

Well, now just what does he have
to do to collect his estate?

All he has to do, sir

is sign these little
old papers in here.

Just a scratch of the pen

and he's a millionaire.

Oh well, I can see
that these get to him.

I'm afraid that
wouldn't do, sir.

According to,
Jenkins vs. Atkins

'New York's court
of claims and ??.'

'You see,
the judge directed'

that the acceptance
of the inheritance

had to be witnessed by
the properly authorized council

'as appointed
by the trustees.'

In other words, gentlemen

it has to be
done in front of me.

Well, then, you better be
on the next stage to Payoff.

That's where he is.

What time does
the livery?? leave?

10 o'clock, tonight.

Hmm.

Just time for a friendly
little libation

to sort of ease the trip.

Gentlemen, your health.

Sure wish I had
some folding money.

Yeah? What for?

I don't think Maverick knows
the legal ??heir's in town.

We can also tell him that
Windgate skipped up.

'And we'd never see
his ??bunny again.'

I bet he'd sell his share
in the will for $5,000.

That'd leave me
with a $15,000 profit.

Oh, now, I don't think
he'd be that gullible.

Yeah, I guess
you're right.

- Come on, I'll buy you a drink.
- Oh, no.

I gotta get to the bank.
I mean, the post office.

Gotta pick up some mail.

- Slippery Perkins.
- Shh.

Oh, what in the world
are you doing here?

Not so loud,
my pet.

I'm engaged in a rather
delicate enterprise

that calls for
little dignity.

- Really?
- Yes.

Let's have a drink and talk
over old times, huh?

An excellent suggestion.

There's a fine relationship
between the law of averages

and the law
of human nature.

In this instance,
the key word being "greed."

The first to display
this lamentable trade

was our new friend,
Mr. Quillan.

I was just on my way
to see you.

You know that Windgate
checked out of his hotel?

Yes, I know. He just seemed
to have disappeared.

I guess we're left
holding an empty bag.

Well, I'm terribly
sorry, Mr. Quillan.

If I thought there...

Oh, I don't mind
taking a risk now and then.

As a matter of fact,
I've been thinking.

Uh, why not go
the whole way?

But which one
is that, sir?

Well, you know,
Maverick, I like you.

And I just might be willing
to take that worthless piece

of paper you're holding,
off your hands.

And give you $5,000 for it.

Oh, no, Mr. Quillan,
I couldn't permit you to..

Oh, maybe sometime,
you can do a favor for me.

Now, just to save time

you just sign
yours over to me.

Oh, yes,
of course.

Here it is.

Thank you.

Ah, fine.

Well, that is half
the bargain, isn't it?

Oh, oh, oh, yes.
Yes, indeed.

There you are.

I certainly hope
you won't regret this.

Well, I'm sure
you won't.

I'm inclined to agree
with you, sir.

- Oh, your hat.
- Oh, oh, yes indeed.

Thank you,
yes, thank you.

Prudence suggested
I leave town.

But then, there was
a tempting possibility

that Big Jim might have
the same idea as Quillan.

In which eventuality,
I'd procured another copy

of my third
of the inheritance.

It was against
my moral principles

but then, Big Jim owed me
a little something

for the ordeal
he put me through.

Ah, just a moment.

Come in.

Oh, Marla.

Bart.

You'll never guess
who I ran into.

I don't think
I'll even try.

Oliver Slippery Perkins.

- Oliver?
- Yes.

He told me the story
about how you sent for him

and how he pretended to,
to be looking for Pearly

just so Mr. Carger..

Oh-oh, Big Jim could
try to buy you out.

Well, it's just a shame that
sometimes the best laid plans

You mean, it didn't work?

Yeah, well, unfortunately,
Marla, it did not work.

Oh, now,
isn't that strange?

Oliver overheard
Mr. Quillan and Big Jim

talkin' about buying
you out for $5,000.

And speaking of coincidence,
I just passed Mr. Quillan

on the way up.

Well, it's a small world.

And full of
lots of new surprise.

The money, Bart.
All five thousand.

- All of it?
- Yes.

I need a couple of thousand
to make a big killing in Denver.

Someone who had to get rid
of a big stake

because of a
six-year stay in the East.

I'd never fall for
something like that.

- The whole...
- All of it.

Unless, of course,
you'd rather

I simply tell
Mr. Quillan and Big Jim

about your little game.

Huh, you go right ahead.

And, uh,
they'll get back..

...the hard way.

I get the feeling
we've been through his before.

You silly goose.

'You might as well consider

Well, don't be ridiculous.

With all of this money,
why should I get married?

I shudder to think what my
chances of survival would be

when Big Jim Watson
began to wonder

why I sold out to Quillan.

This left me
with one alternative.

An extremely undignified one,
but nevertheless

the only one.

Listen to me, all you folks
go on home, go on home.

'When I get anything
to report'

I'll let you know.
Now go, all of you. Scat.

Bart. Bart.

I was just on
my way upstairs

to see you about
our little arrangement.

Well, I'm afraid you'll have to
wait for your share, Slippery.

Marla, relieved me of it

when you so generously
told her all the details.

Oh, my, I had no idea
she was involved.

Well, she is.
What's going on over there?

You're friend Quillan
just got himself killed.

They found his body outside
with a bullet in it.

Did he have the papers on him?
Pearly's wills.

No sign of them.

Good evening, Gentlemen.

Good evening.

Nice evening, ain't it?

Well, that depends on how
you look at it, Mr. Carger.

It's too bad about Quillan.

Yeah.

Must have had some enemies.

I didn't know
you two know each other.

Oh, well, uh,
you see, we just met.

Well, don't keep him
too long, uh..

You're supposed
to catch a stage tonight.

Don't give it another thought,
friend. I'll-I'll be on it.

Tell me, did your
friends arrive yet?

Oh, they've been here and left.

I won't be needing
them for a while.

Goodnight.

Bart.

That man's up to
something nasty.

And I gave him the idea.

Great mordemous?? mustache.

Now what's wrong?

I finally figured out
why Pearly was so bothered

about my beautiful little plan,
it could get him killed.

How's that?

If Watson killed Quillan,
and odds are he did

then he's got Quillan's
will and mine.

That leaves him the only heir.

And Pearly's the only obstacle
between him and the inheritance.

'He'll figures all he has
to do is dispatch Pearly'

'and pick up all the chips.'

Did you ever stop
to think what will happen

when Big Jim kills Pearly

and finds out the only
thing he has inherited

is an old worn deck of cards?

Bart, he'll come
looking for us.

Not if I can get to Pearly
before he does.

Well, I wish you luck.
But I'm a self-made coward.

I'll be on that
stage tonight.

And I won't get off
till the last stop.

Goodnight.

Uh, pardon me.

Why, Bart, I thought
you were still in Sunset.

Well, it's a good thing
for you that I'm not.

Now, what could possibly
go wrong?

Hey, look here.

My luck's changed. Just made
a little killin' in there.

It's not much,
but it's beginning.

Well, I've got some bad news
for you, Pearly.

Big Jim is still
looking for you.

Now, I thought we'd
straighten out all that.

Now, what happened to
that intriguing idea of yours

about my inheritance?

Pearly, brace yourselves.

'Do you remember
Oliver Slippery Perkins?'

Yeah.

I had Oliver show up
as the Windgate attorney.

He's looking for you
to hand over your estate.

Oh, I'm beginning to see
a method to your imaginations.

Yeah, well, the point is
Watson and Quillan went for it.

In fact, Quillan went so big,
he brought my share for $5000.

Why, Bart,
shame on you.

Well, you used the good name
of Windgate in vain.

Well, the point's..

Now, I mean, after all,
half that money should be mine.

Uh, yes, it, it should.

But then,
Watson killed Quillan.

He's got the wills.

The only way he can
possibly collect is to..

Murder me.

Well, anyway, I did find out

what was basically
wrong with the idea.

What time does
the next stage leave?

Now, you're being smart, Pearly.

It should leave here
in about..

'Uh-oh, we're too late
for that now.'

Guess, my luck
is beginning to change.

There's just one more chance.

Come on.

Big Jim Watson didn't know it,
but he was just about

to be turned in
for that $10,000 reward

all over again.

Maverick, I'll get
even with you

if it takes me
all the rest of my days.

Don't worry about him,
Mr. Maverick.

He won't be around long
to give any trouble.

Well, thank you, sheriff.
I'll be at the hotel

when that reward
money comes through.

Stay right where you are.

You ain't going no place.

Well, good morning, Chester,
what seems to be the trouble?

I hate to bust in on you, Lester

but I've been travelling
all night to catch up with him.

Sheriff, what could you
possibly want me for?

You got a lot of explaining to
do about Ward Quillan's murder.

Why would I want to kill him?

Oh, you have
your reasons.

His young lady
owned up to him.

- Marla?
- Yeah.

I took her in for questioning
and found $5000 in her purse.

She said that you
gave it to her.

That I gave..

Well, that's-that's a very
quaint way of putting it.

Well, that part
don't matter.

But where you
got it from does.

Well, I got that money

in an honest
business deal with Quillan.

Yeah, that's what she said.

But I figure that
you killed him for it.

And then, gave it
to his lady friend

to hold till you
got in the clear.

Uh, sheriff, Uh..

Does Miss Marla still have
the money on her?

No, I'm keeping it
for evidence.

Well, Chester, I guess
he's yours if you want him.

Alright, well,
keep him locked up

till I get something
under my belt, will you?

Now, listen, sheriff,
this is...

Move, move.

Hey, what's he done?

Well, just about everything.
That's Big Jim Watson.

These fellas
told me about him.

They sure fooled you too, huh?

What do you mean?

Well, I don't know
what they're up to

but they pulled
the same thing on me.

'They had me lock him up'

'and then they owned up
to the mistake.'

You see, he ain't
in his right mind.

He goes around confessing
to crimes to get attention.

'You know what I mean?'

Yeah, but he sure
looks like that poster.

Yeah, and don't he know it?

Well, I guess you're free
to go, mister.

Sheriff.

If you let him out,
you're gonna be

responsible
for the murder. Mine.

Let him out, Chester.

Yeah.

Sheriff, before you let him go

would you please listen to me?

I'll give you
exactly two minutes.

Thank you.

Now, sheriff, this
whole thing started off

very innocently, you see.

Pearly had a poker game
going up in the hotel.

Come on, come on.

Marla.

Don't you think we should
give this some more thought?

Perhaps we could discuss

the various catastrophic
ramifications over a drink.

There's nothing more
to discuss.

We are going in?? and do
whatever has to be done.

Now, come on, march.

So, out of the goodness
of my heart, I'm warning you

if you release this,
man you're going to be

responsible for
releasing a killer.

Maverick, I was willing
to go along with you

until that part
about that there Perkins

pretending to be
the Windgate lawyer.

Now, that's just
asking too much.

I'm gonna lock you up.

What did I tell ya?
This fella can spin a yarn

Come out, you.

- Go in, you.
- Here.

There's Perkins.

- Now, just a minute, you.
- Start talking.

I refuse to make a statement

without the advice
of my council.

Go ahead and talk,
Slippery.

Nobody is accusing
you for anything.

Marla, honey,
what are you doing here?

I started to think
of the spot that I put Bart in.

They'll think he killed
Quillan for all that money.

So I thought
I had to do something

so I brought Slippery here
to tell his part.

Sheriff, that's what I've been
trying to tell all this time

and you didn't listen.

You mean, it's true
about the three wills

and Quillan buying
Maverick out for $5000?

Every word of it.

And you really are Perkins?

Unfortunately, yes.

Sheriff.

Yeah.

I don't wanna appear to be
emotional about this

but that man's a killer.

That won't work, Maverick.

It's one thing to prove
you didn't kill Quillan

but that don't mean
that he's Watson.

- But I can prove it.
- How?

If I'm right, he killed him
for the inheritance.

'And if that's the case,
he's got Quillan's will on him'

and the one that I
made out to Quillan.

- Don't move anyone.
- And don't you move, Watson.

Or I'll be obliged
to put a little bullet

right through
your nasty old head.

Well, for once,
you're right, young man.

He even had them both
forged over to his name.

That means
you belong in here.

And you can put me down
for that reward money, sheriff.

Just one little
old moment, honey.

Uh, tell me, sheriff

would you say that I kept
Mr. Watson from leaving?

You sure did.

Well, then, uh,
I apprehended him.

Which means that
I'm entitled to that reward.

Sorry, darling.

Oh, that's alright, Marla.

Uh, sheriff, about my $5000
you've been holding as evidence.

'Well, I guess

So I'll just turn it over

to the little lady
I got it from.

That money belongs to me.

Can you prove it?

Look..

That's a tidy sum, miss.

Invest it wisely.

Oh, I will, sheriff.

I will.

- Uh, Marla, honey.
- Yes.

- Where are you going?
- Well, to the hotel.

And then, after I get the reward
money, I'll be leaving.

For good.

Well, now, aren't you
forgetting something?

We're supposed
to get married.

'Oh, didn't Bart tell you?'

Well, marriage is a luxury
I can't afford...now.

Well, Pearly, back
to my medicines, yo.

Ah, well.

It's not much.

but it'll ??
a couple of hands.

And who knows
what that'll lead to.

There aren't going to be
any hands.

We got an ordinance against
card sharps in this town.

If you aren't out
of here in one hour

you'll be in that pen
with your friend.

- But, sheriff...
- Out.

- Sheriff, I...
- Out.

How about you, Bart?
You still planning to stay?

No, no, I just got a message
from the telegraph office.

I'm going to be
riding out of town myself.

Uh, in the opposite direction.

Well.

Pearly.

Good luck, Pearly.

Well, you can't say
that it hasn't been fun

and profitable,
at least for you.

Bart, do you have to leave?

I have to go, Marla.

The only profitable place for me

is as far away
as I can get from you.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Bart.

Bart.

Uh, yes, Marla.

The place you're going,
it couldn't be Denver.

Denver?

Why Denver?

The killing
you told me about.

It couldn't be
mining stock, could it?

No, that's ridiculous, Marla.
Whatever gave you that idea?

You dropped this.

Now, Marla,
that's private.

Oh, you know the kind
of deals I make.

Why it's one in a million
they ever work out.

I know the kind
of deals that ?? make.

And I also know
that you are broke.

And you need this $5000
for half an interest.

For, ha..

Oh, Marla, not a chance.

- Maybe 25%.
- Fifty percent.

Marla, I could make
that money almost..

Normally, I don't take
money from women.

But in Marla's case,
I had no misgivings

since it was my mine
in the first place

I think.

Alright, 50%.

You know, if my old pappy
could only see me now

he'd be real proud of you.

Partner, I'll see you
in Denver.

Denver.

See you in Denver.

- Ma'am.
- Gentlemen.

Seems like you were mighty
pleased with Maverick

there at the end.

My new partner just got
the most exciting message

at the telegraph office.

Oh, we're gonna be rich.

Varitefully?? rich.

Now that's funny.

Funny? What's funny
about being rich?

No, no, getting
a telegram, I mean.

There ain't a telegraph office
within 30 miles of this town.

You mean..

* 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 *