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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 *