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Maverick. Your time's run out.

- You're taking the next stage out of town. - But, sheriff, that's illegal.

I'm a working man. I have a very important job.

- What kind of a job? - Camel spotter.

- What? - Camel spotter.

Every hour or so, I step outside to see if any camels are coming.

Camels?

With Arabs riding them.

If I spot any, I hightail it down to the dispatch office...

and wire Washington that we're being invaded.

That's very funny.

But I don't think it meets the requirements.

I'm afraid it does, sheriff.

The law doesn't specify what the job must be, only that I be gainfully employed.

And I can vouch for that, sheriff.

You see, I'm paying him.

Well, it's time for me to take another look. Excuse me.

Maverick.

Starring James Garner and Jack Kelly.

Produced by Warner Bros.

From the entertainment capital of the world...

produced for television by Warner Bros.

The distance from Placerville to

Virginia City is a little over a hundred miles.

And as a general rule, it's a two-day trip.

But as a general rule on this stage line...

it's not a good idea to make bets on the general rule.

He's not exactly my fiancé. At least not officially.

Hasn't he proposed?

Well, it's, um, kind of understood.

You mean he hasn't asked you?

He will when he's ready.

When he's ready. Hm!

Darling, men like that just don't grow on trees.

You're letting a lot of grass grow between your toes.

Please, Ann, not now.

What the lady's trying to tell you is that out here a man doesn't ask a girl...

to marry him until he's reasonably certain he can make her comfortable.

But, meanwhile, as she says...

you know, things just kind get to be understood by everybody.

- Thank you, Mr...? - Maverick.

I'm Laura Dillon. This is my cousin, Ann Saunders.

The driver should have introduced us.

Yes, he should have.

Guthrie. R.J. Guthrie.

Are you a rancher, Mr. Maverick?

No, ma'am.

A miner, perhaps?

Well, in a way.

I'd be interested to hear more of your views on marriage.

Whoa!

Whoa... Whoa, whoa!

Well, now, how did you manage that?

Lower that gun, driver.

Now drop it.

Get off the coach and keep your hands high.

You people inside, get out!

Don't let these masks frighten you, ladies.

I apologize, but they're obviously necessary.

Let's all be good little boys and girls and nobody will get hurt.

Anything interesting up there?

One of the ladies wears a bustle. Heh.

Sorry, miss.

Thank you.

Now you, ma'am.

Oh, now, friend, we can do better than this, can't we?

I wouldn't insult you by believing you were traveling with a measly $15.

I can bear it.

Anything in the bags?

No money in any of them.

I make it a practice to mail my money ahead.

Those mail coaches seem to be better protected...

against baggy-headed bushwhackers, no offense meant, of course.

Not at all.

Only, I just can't bring myself to believe you.

Now, to save time...

I want you to take a good look at this gun...

and just try to remember what you did with the rest of that money.

I'm in no hurry.

I'll count to three.

One.

Two.

- No, don't! - You'd like to say something?

He'll kill you.

This is only a robbery, cousin.

These gentlemen don't wanna risk a murder.

Well, neither do I.

It's in there, stuck to the top of the coach.

Get over.

Cousin Ann looked so innocent.

But she'd recognized the outlaw by voice.

So he probably knew her as well as she knew him.

Please stop looking at me like that.

I did you a favor.

Kind of an expensive favor, wouldn't you say, $1500?

It might have bought you a very nice funeral, Mr. Maverick.

I guess I do owe you something, Miss Saunders.

Well, at least it all served to help us know each other better.

Much better.

Wherever Ann went, the outlaw wasn't sure to go...

but there was a chance he would.

And with $1500 in the pot, that was enough for me.

Virginia City would have to wait.

We got held up.

Get the sheriff.

There were two of them, masked. Never got a look at them.

Laura, you all right? You weren't hurt?

No, no serious damage.

They just took what little money I had and they took Ann's ring.

Ann. My.

She's all grown up.

- I remember such a little girl. - Well, I was a little girl then too.

Well, I guess I'm older than I realize.

But just as handsome. Uncle Fred, it's so wonderful of you...

and Laura to take me in.

We're both happy you finally decided to come to us.

Outrageous, this holdup. What a welcome to your new home.

Your bags, ladies.

Oh, Mr. Maverick, I'd like you to meet my father, Dr. Dillon.

- How do you do? - I'm glad to meet you.

- Thank you. - What happened to your face?

Cousin Ann tried to be helpful, but it just didn't work out.

I think you better come over to the house, let me patch you up.

- Might stay for dinner. - Thank you, sir.

Yes, we'd love to have you.

Oh, that's very kind of you.

I'll come over just as soon as I get settled.

All right. Anyone in town can tell you where we are.

Flour sacks, huh?

Must be the same fellows robbed the stage over at Willow Bend.

Any other clues you noticed?

Wouldn't you like to question me?

I feel I was little closer to the situation than the others.

From the looks of you, I'd say you had your nose right up to it.

You recollect any lead that might put us on to them?

Well...

I kind of prefer privacy when I do my recollecting.

I'll bet you have a very cozy office.

Come on.

To answer your question, Maverick...

I reckon the whole county to be grateful to anybody who could contribute anything...

to apprehending them road agents.

The question was, sheriff, is there or is there not a reward for those men?

Look, if you got something to tell me, I'm ready to listen.

I was on my way to Virginia City, sheriff, but I changed my mind.

I know something about one of those thieves that nobody else knows...

and I think it's gonna help me work off a peeve...

and get my money back with interest, that is if there is a reward.

It's the duty of every citizen to help the law in apprehending criminals.

You know, I'm not so sure but you ain't flirting with a jail sentence.

Obstructing justice, withholding vital facts.

Well, it isn't a fact. It's just a hunch.

I should think getting your $1500 back would be reward enough.

That's just the principle. What we're discussing now is the interest.

As you just pointed out, I am a citizen...

so if there is a reward, and it's to be paid out of public funds...

I'm entitled to know what you are doing with my money.

It's not from public funds. It's from the Express company.

What is, sheriff?

All right, there's a reward. Five hundred dollars.

For both or each?

Each.

But it's got no bearing. I wear the badge.

I make the arrests.

Now, you tell me what information you got on them two road agents.

How do you suggest we pool our resources, sheriff, fifty-fifty?

I consider that insulting, Maverick.

The question of reward never concerns a true lawman...

in the discharge of his sworn duty.

You mean you won't split.

No.

And if you ever expect to see your money again...

you better tell me what you know.

Yeah, I guess I'd better at that, sheriff.

Well, the two men you're after are between 5 and 6 feet tall.

They ride horses and they wear guns...

and have heads that look remarkably like flour sacks.

Now, if that description will help you capture those two desperadoes...

you're entirely welcome to any rewards.

You know, I certainly like this little town of yours...

and I think I'll be staying here for quite a while.

If you need any more help, I'll be at the hotel...

- you can call on me anytime. - Maverick.

You got 24 hours.

For what?

To get yourself a job or haul out of this town.

Suppose I decide to do neither.

I'll jail you as a vagrant.

Oh. That again.

Now, you wear that for a few days, Mr. Maverick.

We don't want any infection.

- Besides, it makes you look distinguished. - And feel foolish.

Why would you feel like that about a little old bandage?

Well, I figure it kind of advertises that I've been a little stupid.

How large is your ranch, Mr. Wilkerson?

Oh, I don't know, 1500 acres, more or less, I reckon...

what with a piece Uncle Joby left me.

Ain't put it all together yet.

That's kind of what's holding us up.

What a glorious future to look forward to.

A lovely home, overlooking fields of waving corn.

Herds grazing peacefully as far as the eye can see.

A man, strong and handsome, returning in the saddle at sundown.

And in the evening, soft music from an organ.

That's a mighty pretty picture.

What place do you have in mind?

Well, I have an idea. Of course, who plays the organ?

Do you, Ann?

Well, yes, a little.

Oh, but I, uh, I wasn't thinking of me.

Oh, now, this is embarrassing.

You, Laura, you and...

Well, I mean, it's all there, a dream for two people to build together.

I...

Well, now, that's where I disagree with you, Mr. Maverick.

No woman worth their salt would want a man to do it all for her.

She would want to work with him and to grow with him...

to share in the labor and in the fruit.

I know if I...

Well, I don't know why I'm running on like this.

It's just that coming from a life so lonely and so hopeless...

discovering such a wonderful country and such wonderful people...

wanting so much to be a part of it...

Oh, forgive me.

Well, I reckon she's had kind of a rough day.

It's a new environment, a new home and that holdup.

I'll see if I can help.

You do that, honey.

Trouble with that little gal is she's lonesome.

Well, of course.

How long are you gonna be with us, Mr. Maverick?

There are two opinions on that, doctor.

I figure to be here for quite a spell...

and the sheriff figures to shoo me out tomorrow unless I get a job.

Well, if that's all you need, you got no problem, Maverick.

I can always use an extra hand at the ranch.

That's very kind of you, Mr. Wilkerson.

And if I grow an extra hand, I'll send it out to you.

Ah...

No, what I mean is... Well, ranching just isn't my profession.

More the social type, I take it.

Yeah. Gregarious. I enjoy being among people. Six or seven at a time.

Say, that gives me an idea.

I'm taking Laura to a sociable tomorrow night at the town hall.

Maybe you'd like to ask lonesome Ann to go along.

Might perk her up, help her get acquainted around here.

Yeah, that seems like a good prescription for the girl.

I know it's sandbagging you to ask it, Mr. Maverick...

but she isn't unattractive.

And if I guess right about your profession, you could use the exercise.

Well, it might be a mutually profitable experience at that.

But in return, I'd like a favor from you, doctor.

Ask it and it's yours.

Hire me.

Employ me as of now at any salary, a dollar a month.

Heh. As of now, you're employed.

Now, you mind if I ask what I'm paying you to do?

Well, doctor, you're a patriot...

and at your own expense, you've hired me to protect our national security.

Well, now, that makes me feel proud of myself. Ha, ha, ha.

How do you do?

Will you break this up for me, please?

Fifty dollar bills, if you don't mind.

All we have is 600 in 50s, you'll have to take the rest in hundreds.

Fine.

Six hundred, 700, 800, 900...

- one thousand. - Thanks.

I figured somebody might have deposited...

some of my money, but these were nice, new, crisp bills...

not a knife slit in any of them.

Thank you. So you're a gambler, Mr. Maverick.

No, I'm a poker player. I do my best to avoid gambling.

You were saying, Mr. Maverick?

A good poker player never lets himself be bluffed out of an important pot.

Mrs. Beasley is suffering from an enlarged liver.

- That's nice conversation while dancing. - Didn't tell me, I felt it.

Maverick, your time's run out.

- You're taking the next stage out of town. - Oh, but, sheriff, that's illegal.

I'm a working man. I have a very important job.

- What kind of a job? - Camel spotter.

- A what? - Camel spotter.

Every hour or so, I step outside to see if any camels are coming.

- Camels. - With Arabs riding them.

If I spot any, I hightail it down to the dispatch office...

and wire Washington that we're being invaded.

That's very funny, but I don't think it meets the requirements.

I'm afraid it does, sheriff.

Law doesn't specify what the job must be, only that I be gainfully employed.

And I can vouch for that, sheriff. You see, I'm paying him.

Oh, it's time for me to take another look. Excuse me.

Oh.

Say, hadn't we better get back inside?

How sweet is mortal sovereignty...

think some!

Others, how blessed the paradise to come.

Ah, take the cash in hand and waive the rest.

Oh, the brave music of a distant drum.

How wise, old Khayyam.

He's a little impractical too.

Oh, Buck, how long since I've been this happy.

How long again will it be?

When are you two getting married?

Which two?

Oh, Laura and me?

Say, we ought to get to that soon.

You know what?

What, Buck?

You'll make such a beautiful bridesmaid.

Well, look, we've gotta go in right now.

Annie, what...?

She had something down her back.

I did, a bug, it was crawling...

Why are you staring?

It's what happened.

Buck, what are they thinking?

Will you take me home, Buck?

Father, would you please get me my wrap?

Yes, dear.

I'll be back for you. Annie wants me to take her home.

Well, thank you, Buck, but Mr. Maverick is seeing me home.

But...

Well, how do you play a hand like this one, Mr. Maverick?

You don't. You fold and wait for the next deal.

Shall we go look for camels?

Go easy on him, Laura.

She's a very attractive girl.

- Any man would wanna... - Buck isn't just any man.

You know, it really could have been a bug.

Oh, no.

There wasn't any bug. Just... I can't help feeling sorry for her.

She has nothing and no one.

She must be terribly frightened.

But that doesn't mean I'm going to let her win...

even though the grass between my toes does seem almost a foot high.

Mr. Maverick...

kiss me.

No, no, kiss me, take me in your arms and kiss me.

Thank you.

I just wanted to find out if I was a woman.

Ann, where are you going?

The hotel. Until I can get a stage back to the city.

Well, you certainly don't want me around here anymore.

Oh, nobody said that.

Look, Ann, let's forget about the other night.

I was terribly upset.

I probably jumped to the wrong conclusion.

No, you didn't.

But the way you were going at it, I don't think he ever would have married you.

I decided to keep him in the family.

What changed your mind?

Oh, I haven't changed it.

At least, Laura dear, you may learn something from me.

Ann, why are you doing this?

Not only to me, to Buck. He's a fine decent man.

I'm depending on that.

Why?

You're not in love with him, you hardly know him. Why?

Because I'm sick and tired of running around...

like a scared rabbit without a hole to hide in.

And I detest condescending, sticky charity.

Buck Wilkerson is security, independence.

And after one look at the two of you together...

I knew I could get him.

Get out of this house.

Get out.

What's wrong, Laura?

Ann, what is it?

Oh, Buck, the shameful thing she's been accusing me of.

Accusing you of what?

Of trying to steal you away from her and of making love to you in public.

Oh, Buck, I can't stay here any longer.

You're not gonna let her go. She hasn't done anything.

Leaving was her own idea.

Buck, will you help me carry these? I can't do it.

I'll be back, Laura.

And 100, gentlemen.

This time I'll see your raise, Maverick.

And I thought we were taking advantage of you.

- What do you got? - Three little deuces.

Don't make sense. You'll only drew one card.

Where did you get this $50 bill, Mr. Link?

What's the matter? Ain't it good? A fella gave it to me.

What fella, where?

My barbershop over in Sand Rock yesterday. Two of them come in.

I cut their hair and one of them paid me with it.

Ain't it good?

Good, it's beautiful.

- How far is Sand Rock? - Twenty miles.

Thanks, Mr. Link. Bartender, cash me in, will you?

And buy these gentlemen a drink. I'll pick up the money later. Gentlemen.

- Hey, wanna sell your horse? - Sell it? I hadn't thought about it.

Well, think about it now. How much?

- Saddle and all. - How much? Well, a hundred dollars.

Here, take it. Now get off my horse.

Where you off to, Maverick?

I just saw a camel, sheriff.

- Evening. - Evening. You have a vacant room?

Heh, we got a vacant hotel, just take your choice.

No luggage?

I'll pick up what I need at the store tomorrow.

- There is a store, isn't there? - Oh, sure, sure.

- You staying long? - Depends.

- Is there a livery stable? - Yeah, oh, sure.

Got some business you're attending to?

Just looking for a haircut. Will you take care of my horse, please?

Yeah, sure.

Say, the only barber we got is out of town.

He's over in Carville visiting his sister.

Yeah, I know. I saw him there. Which room?

Oh, just any one, that key fits them all.

- Beat two pair. - Got me beat.

New blood welcome in the game?

Grab a seat and bleed.

That the new style? Looked like you were kicked by a horse.

The stage I was on was held up by a couple of real sweet boys.

I was pistol-whipped and they relieved me of $1500.

A very unpleasant experience.

Tough. That's a lot of money.

You sure got quiet all of a sudden, mister.

Bet's up to you.

Well, now, let's see.

We've both got about the same amount of chips...

all mine against all yours...

and $50 more just to make it interesting.

- That's all I got. - You got a pocket full of bills.

I'm playing table stakes.

What am I calling?

Kings up.

Bartender, cash these in for me, will you, please?

Thank you, gentlemen.

Stand still and nothing will happen to your friend.

Hey, what's the idea?

Put a gun on that fella standing at the end of the bar, will you?

These are the two I was talking about.

Now, you tell him to drop that gun or I'm gonna pull this trigger.

We've got nothing to be afraid of, Pete.

Do like he says.

All right, now put some of those bills on the table.

Take a look at those, will you? See if there's a knife slit in them?

You sure called that one, mister.

All right, on your feet.

On your feet.

You've collected less than $500 of that money we took from you, Maverick.

Aren't you worried about the other thousand?

- Panicked. - Maybe we can talk a little business.

If it's about that money, I'm all ears.

If you weren't so set on delivering us to that sheriff in Carville...

we might take you to where we hid it.

If I could figure out how to make a profit on it, I might go with you.

You'd be a thousand dollars richer.

Well, now, actually, I wouldn't because that's

exactly the amount of the reward money...

I'll be collecting for bringing you fellas in.

Seems like all I can do is break even.

- Where'd you get them? - Over in Sand Rock.

They were playing poker with my money.

Now, sheriff, we have some business to talk over.

What kind of business?

Well, there's a little matter of the rewards, or had you forgotten?

- Who are they? What are their names? - We didn't get that personal.

How do you know they're the men we're looking for?

I told you they were spending my money...

the money they took from me at the holdup.

Here's $400 of it.

Eight $50 bills.

And how do you know it's your money?

Because they were issued from the bank at Cedar City...

where I got them and because of the knife hole.

I stuck them with a knife to the top of the stagecoach.

- You never mentioned that before. - You weren't receptive.

Sheriff, that man's loco.

We don't know anything about any holdup.

I swear it.

I won that money in another poker game.

All of a sudden, he jumps us, takes my money and kidnaps us.

He ought to be in jail, not us.

There's something in what he says, Maverick.

There were other passengers on the stage, sheriff.

Laura Dillon and her cousin Ann.

Now, they saw me hide the money and they can identify these men.

You said their heads looked like flour sacks.

- They'll know their voices. - Fine.

We'll have them in tomorrow to identify them. Give me the $400.

- What for? - Evidence, didn't you say?

What are you laughing at, you unvarnished thief?

Mr. Maverick.

- Laura. - I was told you caught the stage robbers.

They asked me to come down for identification.

Your cousin was supposed to come too. Where is she?

I don't know.

- The ranch, probably. - The ranch?

Her husband's.

Her husband's?

Yeah, she married Buck Wilkerson two days ago.

I'm sorry, Laura.

That gal plays a mean hand.

Well, all the cards haven't been dealt yet.

There's still a joker in the deck.

What do you mean?

I don't rightly know.

It's just a feeling I've had about her since the holdup.

Don't give up yet.

Marriage is a pretty final verdict, isn't it, Mr. Maverick?

Whoa.

Laura, Mr. Maverick.

I sure hope those men you brought in are the bandits.

They are.

How do you do, Mrs. Wilkerson? I wish I knew how to congratulate you.

Well, you don't congratulate the bride, Mr. Maverick, you wish her happiness.

Let's get this over with. It's a long ride to the ranch.

We're on our way to inspect a new breed of cattle.

New breeds are always fascinating.

Good morning, ladies.

Sorry to put you through all this bother, but I need more evidence...

- than Maverick brought me. - It's all right, no bother at all.

Thank you, Mrs. Wilkerson.

On your feet, you two.

You two have been claiming to be as innocent as a couple of bear cubs.

I'm gonna give you some advice like a friend.

I've been listening careful to both of you.

Try to change your voices and I'll know it fast, that will be the end of it.

You, say something to her.

Tell him to say, "Throw down that rifle."

Throw down that rifle. - Louder.

Throw down that rifle.

Now you.

To be or not to be, that is the question.

You're not doing yourself any good, fella.

Tell him to say, "I apologize for these masks.

Don't let them frighten you." And you don't have to shout it, just say it.

Heh. If that's what the holdup man said, I'm...

Say it.

Don't let these masks frighten you.

Those words are closer to what I remember than what Mr. Maverick...

asked them to say. And the voice is the way I remember it.

What about this man?

His voice fits too, and they're the right size.

And I remember this one's hands, long fingers and clean nails.

I just don't know.

No, the holdup men seemed larger to me.

You have my identification and Laura's plus the money, isn't that enough?

If the holdup men were talking through masks, shouldn't we have done the same?

You got a handkerchief, ma'am?

Say the same thing.

Don't let these masks scare you.

I apologize for...

I can't remember what else he said.

Sounds the same to me.

Your handkerchief, ma'am.

Thank you, Laura. Mrs. Wilkerson.

I don't see how you can feel so sure, Laura.

And I don't see why you don't.

Goodbye, Laura, Mr. Maverick.

Buck, would you get me some candy or something to munch on...

while we drive? I'm getting a headache.

All right.

Well, please come over and see us sometime, Bart.

I will, Laura.

And remember what I said about the joker.

Oh, Buck, my head's just killing me.

Would you mind going alone?

I'll stop and get something for it at Uncle Fred's.

- You can pick me up there. - All right.

Maybe it will give you a chance to talk to Laura.

I'd feel a lot happier if you two could be friends again.

We certainly feed our prisoners well, don't we?

You ought to see what they get before we hang them.

May I have some more coffee, please?

There it is. Take it away.

Mrs. Wilkerson. Coffee, please.

Are you following me?

Everywhere I've been today, you show up.

Now, Mrs. Wilkerson, I just don't know how to take that.

If I move around a bit it's because I'm nervous.

Those outlaws over there owe me $2000...

and hardly anyone seems the least bit interested in my collecting it except me.

Are you insinuating that I deliberately refused to identify them?

I sort of got the feeling that you'd, uh, rather not.

Annie, why didn't you wait at Dr. Dillon's?

Because I didn't feel welcome there. Let's go home, Buck.

- Good night, Mr. Maverick. - Good night.

Good night, Buck.

We're not going home, Ann, we're going to Doc Dillon's.

- Why? - Because I said so.

That's not a very pleasant tone.

No, I guess it isn't. But I've gotta stop treating you like a little girl sometime.

I don't even know myself anymore.

Seems like since the first time I laid eyes on you, nothing's made any sense.

Laura and Doc Dillon are my best friends.

They're your relatives. You want me to treat them like enemies.

I'm not going to do it.

They're my friends, and we're calling on them.

- What's going on down there? - Jailbreak. I'm rounding up a posse.

Come on down. No telling how long they've been gone.

- What happened? - I don't know.

I found my deputy with his skull stove in, cell wide open.

Get down here and get saddled up.

No. I caught them once. It's your turn.

Fine, it'll be my reward too.

Wilkerson, what are you doing in town?

Been at Doc's house, was on our way home when the sheriff came.

- Is your wife with Laura? - No. She insisted on going to the ranch.

Let's go!

- Still following me? - What with outlaws running lose...

I thought someone ought to be here with you, Mrs. Wilkerson.

Now, would you mind telling me why you're here?

Well, I've spent a lot of time trying to even up the books with our outlaw friend.

And then he gets away, very mysteriously.

I'm here to see if I can't put him back in jail again.

Shall we turn off the lamp and wait for him to show up?

Well, what makes you think he'll come here?

Because you and he are old friends.

I've been fairly sure of that ever since the day of the holdup.

I never saw him before in my life.

Will you turn off the lamp or shall I?

Yes, I shot him.

He broke in here...

demanding food and money.

I would have given him that, but he wanted more.

He tried to make love to me.

When he put down his gun, I got it and I killed him.

Well, there goes $500.

And you're not collecting the other 500 either.

Or the $1000 I got here in my pocket.

But you're gonna see something.

You're gonna see me put a bullet right through the forehead...

of one of the prettiest, lyingest murdering gals this side of...

Pete, no.

So he tried to make love to you, did he, Annie?

Well, I'm ashamed of him.

After the way you ran out on him in Denver, he should've had more pride.

But I guess he figured he had a right to, being your husband.

Is that why you smuggled the gun into us...

so you could get him here and kill him?

No, Pete. No, no, it wasn't like that.

I liked Joe. He was tough, sure. But he wasn't mean.

You know something, Annie, after you left him, he cried.

- Goodbye, Annie. - Pete, no!

That one's hers.

That one's mine.

And you're not married.

Thirteen hundred and fifty, 1400...

and a draft on the Express Company for 500 more.

Thank you, sheriff.

Don't think I'm not sorry to see you go, Maverick.

Well, I'll miss you.

And don't feel too bad, Ann.

You're a murderess, but they'll never prove it.

You maneuvered a jailbreak, but they'll never prove that either.

You're a bigamist.

And with all the aliases your departed husband must have had...

they'll probably never find the record.

And for all this, you get a $500 reward.

Sheriff...

can't you keep her locked up and give the town a half hour start?

Goodbye, Annie.

Leave an address. I may drop in on you someday.

Lovely. How about, uh, Pitcairn Island?

Don't be so sure she'll be dropping in anywhere, Maverick.

Tsk.

Mr. Maverick, I think you've done a splendid job, splendid.

You know, not a camel has walked up this street since you've been here.

- Goodbye, doctor. - Goodbye, Bart.

Yep, you're a woman, all right.

I guess I've got every reason to be grateful, Mr. Maverick.

That's so you won't have to guess, Mr. Wilkerson.

Oh, give him another chance and marry him, Laura.

He isn't bright, but he's very unattractive, and those are the best kind.

Ha, ha, ha. Goodbye.

Bye, ha.

As I said, the trip to Virginia City takes two days, as a general rule.