Original subtitles

No sign of violence, panic. Nothing.

Apparently, everyone just quit whatever they was doing and walked away from it.

Maverick.

Starring James Garner and Jack Kelly.

Produced by Warner Bros.

From the entertainment capital of the world...

produced for television by Warner Bros.

Scatter out, boys, and start looking. He's around here somewheres.

Morning.

You the man looking for a wagon master?

I'm the wagon master. It's a professional guide I'm needing.

- I'm Bart Maverick. - Fergus Mackenzie.

- I'd like to apply for the job. - You been to the Black Hills?

Quite a few times, sir.

What river crosses the Ocotillo Trail?

It's not much of a river. It's called Shale Creek.

And it's dry this time of year.

What river does the Cheval Trail follow?

I've never heard of the Cheval Trail. Heh, I don't think you have either.

- Drink? - No, thanks.

I wasn't offering, I was inquiring.

- I never touch the stuff. - Do you gamble?

I feel sorry for men that gamble, Mr. Mackenzie. Downright sorry.

- Are you a God-fearing man? - Scared to death.

Well, you're hired.

We start tomorrow at daybreak.

I'll pay you 200 in gold for the whole job.

Done. Ha, ha.

I'll pack my war bag and be back in an hour.

Psst.

- Cindy. What are you do...? - Shh.

- What are you doing here? - I was just about to ask you that.

You're no professional guide. What are you up to?

Well, I was going to Deadwood anyway and I'm broke.

This way, I'll get there with money.

You're not here because of me?

You in some kind of trouble, Cindy?

I will be if certain people here in town find out I'm leaving.

Please, just forget you saw me?

I'll make you a deal.

I'll forget you're leaving town if you'll forget I'm not a guide.

Hey there.

Hey, wagon train.

Howdy there. You folks wouldn't be heading for the gold country, would you?

Aye, we're heading for the Black Hills.

That's the right place. Mind if I join you?

But you got no supplies.

Well, there's plenty of game along the way.

I've heard tell there are a few grouchy

Indians too. Might be we'll need each other.

Wife and I have enough grub supply for three extra hands.

- What's your name, young fellow? - Lee Granger.

Well, you can ride with us, Mr. Granger...

just as long as you behave yourself and take your orders from me or from him.

He's my guide.

That suits me just fine.

I think he's here because of me.

That's what you said about me.

But you told me you weren't, and I believed you.

I told you that?

Well, are you or aren't you?

Tell me what's got you so worried and I'll answer that.

How long has it been since I last saw you?

Four or five months.

Well, for three of those months I've been...

I'm running away from Claude Rogan.

Makes sense.

He kind of fell in love with me, and maybe vice versa.

- Till I found out he was a no-good thief. - I thought everybody knew that.

Well, I like to learn about people for myself.

So you're afraid Rogan sent him along to keep an eye on you.

- Why wouldn't Rogan come along himself? - He's hiding out.

- From that Wells Fargo holdup? - That's what I think.

When I decided he really was a thief, I got out fast.

Maybe you're right, Cindy.

There's something about that fellow that just doesn't fit.

- Maybe he is here for Rogan. - He'd better not be.

And he's a brilliant young man.

Old Baltimore family. I'm sure they'll transfer him from Fort Brader very...

Mother, George isn't really very interesting...

to people who haven't met him.

I don't know why you should say that, Charlotte.

And they will meet him when he we get to Fort Brader.

What's taking you into the Black Hills, Mr. Chapman?

I came into a little money not long ago...

and my wife persuaded me to invest it in some mining properties.

I've heard stories about prospectors selling good claims...

for the price of a bottle of whiskey.

Well, that wagon of mine is filled...

with everything they haven't got in the Black Hills.

I leave the digging to them that likes to gamble.

You don't think going to Deadwood is gambling?

No. That's enterprise.

Our young lieutenant couldn't have been more apologetic...

about us bringing Charlotte way out here like this to get married, but, well...

Mother.

Yes, dear?

Oh, heh.

Is that you?

Who have you got in mind?

Now, who else would I have in mind?

I can think of at least two others.

I just came out here to say you haven't got me fooled, you hear?

Well, you've got me fooled. What are you talking about?

Claude sent you and I know it.

Claude?

Don't play dumb, you have to be smart to do that.

I am smart and I still don't know what you're talking about.

If I'm wrong, sorry.

If I'm right, tell Rogan it won't help him at all to know where I went.

Because I and he are as dead as that Wells Fargo man he shot.

- Getting tired, Miss Stanton? - Not at all. I'm used to riding.

Mr. Granger.

My husband was wondering if you'd like a little change.

He could take your horse while you drive the wagon.

Be glad to, ma'am.

It was my wife's idea.

I know how a man feels about letting a stranger ride his horse...

so if you don't want to, I...

Don't mind at all. The change will rest us both up.

Whoa. Whoa, ho.

You think this is a good idea?

I don't know, but I had to do it.

I can't stand being with you like this...

and not being able to talk to you, to touch you.

Well, get used to it or we'll be in trouble.

Why did you disappear with that girl last night?

Haven't we got enough to worry about without you bringing that up?

- Well, why did you do it, Lee? - I didn't.

She came looking for me. Had some idea I was here to keep an eye on her.

I'm sorry. We've got to find some way to be alone together, if only for a minute.

We can't. And don't ask me to drive the wagon again.

- Please, Lee. Please... - No.

Now, we're strangers. That's the only way we'll be safe.

Shh. Put that thing back.

- What's wrong? - Nothing. I got lonesome.

Oh, Cindy.

Remember the last time we went to Deadwood together?

There are some things one never forgets.

Like measles and broken arms.

Oh, I remember now the nice things.

How you gave me your coat when I got cold.

How you took my coat when I was asleep.

Think you'll ever amount to anything, Bart?

Of course, I will.

My pappy once told me, "Son, you're self-centered, shifty...

and you know the value of a dollar, so you're gonna die honored and wealthy."

If I really thought you would, I'd hooked you myself, one way or another.

I'll never be able to say you didn't warn me.

Maybe I'll do it, anyway.

You know, it won't do for us to offend these good people we're traveling with.

- Maybe you'd better go to bed now. - Who's being offensive?

Not me.

They'll think so.

Shame on them.

- Good night, Cindy. - Good night.

Do I have to carry you back to your wagon?

Would you like to?

You didn't act like this first time we were in these hills.

- Things were different then. - They sure were.

Ow.

Don't move, friends.

Keep eating.

There's two men with guns in my back.

Now, just sit quiet. We're not here to bother anybody or steal nothing...

so don't get nervous and there won't be any trouble.

Tie that blanket in a knot, lady.

Now, she's got some things belonging to a friend of ours.

- And we've come to get them. - What things?

Well, that ring, for one.

A red beaded dress and a large doll, for two more.

They're mine.

Claude give them to you and you dodged out on him.

Now he wants them back.

- Take a look in her wagon, Joe. - Which one's yours, Cindy?

Look through all of them, jughead.

That's hers over there.

Thanks.

Claude's real sore at you, Cindy.

Real sore.

Sorry to interrupt your supper, folks.

Get my horse, Cindy, quick.

What do you have in mind, fella?

Going after those two, if you'll wave that in another direction.

They took nothing worth a quarrel or a delay.

You'll not be going anywhere.

We'd better have a quick private talk, Fergus, over there.

I'm after an outlaw named Rogan. Those two men can lead me to him.

Will you put that gun down before they get any further away?

- You're after an outlaw? - Yes.

You a lawman or something?

- Why else would I be going after them? - I can answer that.

You're greedy like everybody else. But he's no lawman.

- Thanks, Cindy, love. - You're welcome.

And it isn't Rogan he wants, it's Rogan's money.

- Am I right, it's in that doll? - No.

Why would he have sent them out here? That other stuff isn't worth a nickel.

Oh, the money was there all right, but I took it out.

Nearly $30,000.

You can put that gun down, Fergus. I won't be leaving. I won't have to.

Rogan will show up in person next time.

Yes. I guess he will.

I'm sorry, I didn't think about that.

I've heard of Rogan.

If you've got $30,000 of his, he'll be back right enough.

What do you think we ought to do?

I didn't know about the money. I found it by accident.

And I'm going to turn it over for the reward.

If you want to toss me out of the train for that just say so.

Ah, maybe I will.

Mad?

At you, Cindy? Impossible.

Mr. Mackenzie, I told you before we started that she wasn't the sort of...

Just a minute, missus.

We have a serious problem that concerns the lot of us.

This lass recovered some stolen money.

Found it in that doll those felons ran off with.

It's my reckoning the two of them, and maybe more, will be a-coming back...

as soon as they get over the shock of finding they don't have the money.

- Then shouldn't we be moving on? - We'll be doing that, Mr. Stanton...

as soon as we've settled what's to be done with her.

We have a simple choice.

Send her back to Spring City by herself and forget the matter...

or keep her with us and try to make Fort Brader...

before the felons catch up with us.

Fort Brader is another 10 days.

Oh, it doesn't seem like a hard choice, Mr. Mackenzie.

She stays with us, of course.

She had no right coming in the first place.

It's bad enough when decent folk are subjected to her kind of...

- Her kind of what? - Enough of that, ladies.

Anybody else here for sending her back alone?

All right, then it's settled.

We'll be moving out in five minutes.

I'll take that money in my wagon, lass...

and turn it over to the authorities in Fort Brader.

Well, I don't have it.

But you just told us you did.

I said I took it out of the doll.

I buried it where we camped last night.

You won't mind if we look in your wagon?

- Not at all. - We haven't the time for that.

Let's get moving.

Wagons! Hold up!

- They caught up. - Where?

I saw them for just a second on that ridge over there, about seven of them.

- It could be anybody. - Uh-huh, but it isn't.

I suppose it's too late to resign.

No.

But either way, you'll be facing a gun.

You men, come over here.

Women stay in the wagons and get flat on the boards.

What is it? What's wrong?

We don't know yet, Mrs. Stanton. Just stay out of sight.

- Go back to your wagon. - What's wrong? You seen them?

They'll be here in a minute. Get back to your wagon.

Don't use that unless someone else does first. You know how I feel about gunfire.

Hurry.

Howdy there.

Why all the firearms, friends?

We ain't here for trouble.

Pretty blond girl on that wagon, she's got something that belongs to me.

I want it.

When I get it...

me and my friends will ride off.

So let's keep it peaceable, shall we?

What has she got that belongs to you?

Hey, Cindy, you there?

I'm here.

Still love me, moonbeam?

You know what I want. Bring it here and I'll go away.

You don't even have to come with me, unless you want to.

Bring what there?

You took back everything you ever gave me.

Everything, except what you found in that doll.

You put something in my doll?

Should've guessed that's why you had them take it back.

If it wasn't there, those two jugheads took it for themselves.

Did they?

And re-stuffed it with one of your skirts?

I want it. And I want it now.

You best tell her to bring it to me.

She hasn't got it. She buried it about a hundred miles back.

You don't say.

I'm gonna take her wagon apart.

If my money ain't there...

I'm gonna take the next wagon apart, then the next...

till all you got here is a pile of lumber and a big stack of wheels.

You'll have to get past us first.

And if you're as peace-loving as you say you are...

we are gonna be a might of a disappointment to you.

Charlotte, get down.

I said I didn't want any trouble.

If you folks feel so strong about it...

guess there's not much we can do.

Come on, boys.

We'll call it a day's work.

Hiya!

Move it!

How bad is it?

In the shoulder, I was lucky.

We were luckier.

Well, you were a big help.

But you said you would be when you joined on, didn't you?

Oh, Mr. Maverick.

Aren't you a long way from camp?

I wish I could pretend it was an accident meeting you here.

- Isn't it? - No, I wanted to talk to you alone.

I don't even know what I...

- Why I wanted to talk to you. - You need a reason?

- When will we get to Fort Brader? - Five or six days.

When those men rode up yesterday, I watched what happened.

It made me sick to watch it...

but I couldn't look away.

Seeing them fall and die...

like a nightmare.

Hearing those bullets, seeing them tear up the ground all around you.

You didn't even move.

You make it sound like I was all alone.

Ben Chapman and Fergus were right there with me.

I was too scared to move.

I never dreamed that things like that really ever happened.

Or that I'd ever meet someone like you.

I guess my mother made me feel that a man was nothing...

if he didn't simper and wear lace cuffs.

That impression you've got of me is a little...

I didn't move because I knew that men on milling horses...

would have a hard time shooting straight.

And I wear lace cuffs every chance I get.

You're teasing me, but I don't mind.

You know, it's funny, but I could never talk with George like this.

He the man you're gonna marry?

You in love with him?

That sort of thing is storybook nonsense.

Your mother says?

I agree with her.

My pappy had a different slant on it.

He once told me:

"Son, love is the only thing in life you've got to earn.

Everything else you can steal."

Does George simper and wear lace cuffs?

He's very nice, really he is.

He just hasn't had my disadvantages.

I guess I do mind being teased.

Oh, I don't know what I need or what's wrong, but something is.

How old are you, Charlotte?

Seventeen.

I'm afraid I'm not the one you should be talking to.

Another thing my pappy said when I left home:

"Make a lot of mistakes, son, but always be sure they're your own."

You're about to make someone else's.

No, it was my own choice.

Was it?

You shouldn't have done that.

I shouldn't have let you.

I decided I should.

It'll give you something to think about between here and Fort Brader.

Going to be best man at the wedding too, Mr. Maverick?

"Why, you didn't even move.

Why, I never dreamed I'd ever meet someone like you."

You don't like her, huh?

Not as much as you do, Mr. Maverick.

Of course, that's probably because I'm a girl.

Maybe that's why women dislike other women...

they understand each other.

Where's Ben and Mr. Mackenzie?

Still hunting.

I told them I didn't feel good.

All right, tell me what's bothering you.

Bothering me?

Ever since that gunfight, you've been looking at me...

like something that crawled out from under a wet log.

Please, Lee, they'll hear you.

Well, I wanna know how things are between us.

Should they be any different?

No, but you're acting like they are.

Just remember, you talked me into this.

And now that I'm out here in the middle of nowhere...

I don't want any last-minute changes.

If I decide not to go through with it, I'll say so.

If you decide?

How about me? Don't I count?

If you get doubtful, let me know...

and I'll give you back some of those fine arguments you gave me.

Remember them?

Well, what if we don't feel the same?

Now, we'll feel exactly the same as soon as

we can stop acting like a pair of strangers.

Now, we knew this wouldn't be easy.

Let's keep our heads.

Oh, Lee, when we decided on this, that's when we weren't kee...

I'm glad you did that.

It told me something I wasn't really sure of.

You know, you make a lot out of nothing.

Once this is over, things will be just like they were with us.

Remem...?

Thank you, Mrs. Chapman.

Hurt?

Well, I wouldn't want one in the other shoulder.

There.

What's happened, Dotty?

- Happened? - Something good.

For a long while I've had a feeling I lost you somehow or other...

but now, all of a sudden, I've got you back again.

You're imagining things.

You know I don't have any imagination.

You used to tell me so.

Maybe I didn't used to know you very well.

After being married to me for seven years?

Yes.

I suspect a lot of women go through their whole lives...

never really knowing the men they're married to.

I think it took seeing you face those guns like that.

That man, Granger, he ran and you didn't.

I suddenly realized I didn't really know you at all.

I couldn't run.

I was afraid you might be watching.

Granger didn't have anyone he had to be brave for.

Oh, Ben.

Fergus, hold it.

Whoa!

What's the matter?

Fort's up ahead, but something's all wrong.

Gates are open and there isn't a sign of life anywhere.

The Army wouldn't leave a fort unmanned. Indians will burn it down.

Logical, but it is unmanned and Indians haven't...

Look, on the hill.

Get them started. We'll run for it.

We're gonna make a run for the fort. Get those wagons moving. Fast!

Giddyap. Giddyap. Get along there.

Get out of there!

Hiya! Hiya!

The Indians have turned back.

Come on, let's close those gates.

No sign of violence, panic. Nothing.

Apparently, everyone just quit whatever they was doing and walked away from it.

The Indians are just standing there.

Like they're waiting to see what's going to happen to us.

They're afraid to come near this place.

Why? Isn't there anything here to tell us what happened?

No, Dotty.

Don't go in there, not till we've figured this out.

I agree with you, Mr. Chapman.

We'll make camp in the middle of the parade ground.

They're coming up over the hill again.

Keep your head down.

Put that fire out. Spread it around so it won't make any smoke.

I found out what happened.

Indians are just waiting to find out what happened to us.

An enlisted man wrote this letter home.

He never finished it.

"Then in the middle of this five-day powwow between the colonel and Chief Red Crow...

17 men reported on sick call, nine of them Indians.

Four days later, they was all dead and 35 more sick and dying...

and 20 more deserted.

Surgeon says it's cholera."

This was dated over two weeks ago.

Does it give the names of ones who died?

No.

They're coming down the hill.

Don't fire. They may still be afraid to come too close.

Lee, no matter what happens to us, we're not going though with it.

I don't think we ever really intended to.

How do you make that out?

You're no more capable of murder than I am.

How that tune has changed.

You threatened to go away, Lee, I'd have done anything to keep you.

Now it's all my idea?

No, no. No, it was mine...

but, well, I don't want it now.

Look, you dragged me into this and we may never come out live.

But if we do, the wealthy widowed Chapman is gonna marry...

into that fine old Virginia family of Grangers.

Lee, please.

There ought to be some cavalry showing up soon.

Have you decided what you're gonna do if George is with them?

My plans were made a long time ago.

It's easy for you to think the way you do, you're a man.

It's not the same for a woman.

If that's true, I feel sorry for half the world.

Lee, there's nothing left between us.

Nothing you can do to change it.

I'm making the decisions from here on in.

Get away from me.

She's holding a gun.

She joined the fight too.

I owe him an apology.

He was a brave man after all.

Charlotte, bring me those glasses?

What is it?

I'm not sure. It's just dust so far.

It's a company of cavalry.

There's a troupe of cavalry coming up. We're gonna be all right.

Charlotte, can you see him? Is he there?

Yes, Mother, he's there.

I can't hear you.

Did you say George is with them?

Yes, George is with them.

Mother, please don't.

What's come over you, Charlotte? Pushing your mother away like that.

I didn't push you away, Mother.

I just didn't want you to get excited.

I'm not going to marry him.

What do you mean?

What's got into you?

I'm going back home.

Maybe I'll be lucky enough to get married someday for the right reason.

Can't you see it, Martha?

Nothing you say to her will make the slightest bit of difference. Not anymore.

What about you, Mr. Chapman, will you be going back with us?

Yes.

Strange, isn't it?

We're all going back right where we started.

Just so it won't all be for nothing, Mr. Mackenzie...

how would you like to share the reward with me?

You did help fight for it, and you lost your whole wagonload of goods.

What about me?

I mean, with me and Bart.

I wouldn't be a true Scotsman if I refused your kind offer, lass.

You could share my wagon, Fergus.

Then we should be getting her ready.

Like to share my wagon?

Better than a kick in the shins.