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We're walkin' out of here.

You try anything, and I'll touch this fuse.

You're bluffing. Now you drop it or I'll...

Sure, you could pull that trigger

but I'd still have time to light this fuse.

There wouldn't be anything you could do to get away from it.

He ain't bluffin', Jody.

You can see it in his eyes!

He ain't that willin' to die.

You're right, but I'd rather go this way

than be shot by you.

We'll all be buried together.

I'm counting three.

Bret, get her out of here.

- Don't move! - One.

This ain't worth no thousand dollars.

- I'm leavin' here! - You're stayin'!

Nobody leaves this place.

We're all leavin'. Two.

I wanna get out too, Jody.

He touches that fuse, we're all dead!

"Maverick."

Starring James Garner.

Produced by Warner Brothers.

From the entertainment capital of the world

produced for television by Warner Brothers.

[Bart] Uh, pardon me, will you t...

Maybe you could...

Say, maybe you can help me.

Can you tell me how to get to number 17 Rue "Robidux?"

Here in New Orleans, we call it Rue "Robidoe."

Now you take the first street to your left here

walk two blocks, turn right

and that's rue Robidoux.

- Thanks kindly, friend. - Uh-huh.

Hey!

You in trouble already?

What? Bret!

Alright, you took your time gettin'...

Hey!

Hey, you better get in here

before somethin' else happens!

- Hey ya, Bret! - Took ya long enough!

Why, I left just as soon as I got your telegram.

The cattle boat got hung up on a sandbar

for four days north of Natchez.

I thought I recognized the fine ol' cattle loader.

There's hot water in the pitcher. Go use it.

- Did you bring any good suits? - Yeah, in my war bag.

Say, uh, what about this once-in-a-lifetime deal

you dragged me down here on?

You never did learn how to take care of your clothes, did ya?

Never mind the clothes, what about the deal?

Oh, that can wait.

Right now, we have to take on the impossible

makin' you look like a gentleman.

How's your thousand dollar bill? Still pinned to your pocket?

You'd think I'd have worked my way down river

if I still had it?

From the looks of this place, I'd say

you parted with yours, too.

Now, that's better, isn't it?

Hey, thanks a lot.

[Bart] So you're broke?

Only for the moment, Bart. Only for the moment.

Have you ever heard of the River Princess?

A lady friend?

She's a brand new steam packet.

A regular floating palace.

Real crystal chandeliers and gold-plated doorknobs.

Now, tomorrow, she starts her maiden run

to St. Louis

and the passengers on board

will be the wealthiest in New Orleans.

The cream of Creole society.

You don't say?

Ever heard about the Creole aristocrats?

Oh, gamblin' fools they tell me.

And proud.

So proud that they'd bet the last ruffle

before they'd let anyone think that money

meant a rap to them.

Are you with me?

I'm waitin' for you to catch up.

What do we use for a stake?

Well, first, we get a cabin suite

on the River Princess.

[Bart] With what?

Oh, no!

We'd like two tickets on the maiden voyage

of the River Princess, please.

There are no tickets for sale

for the maiden run of the River Princess.

Uh, standing room will be fine.

No one, but no one

will be aboard except the personal guests

of Monsieur Henri Deveraux himself.

The invitations are already sent out.

- Not ours. - You know Monsieur Deveraux?

We will. Where could we find him?

I can assure you

it would be a waste of time for you gentlemen.

- Would you... - Could I interest...

Sir, are you a gambling man?

On occasion.

Well, good.

We'll test your sporting blood.

We'll bet you $500 even money

that we get one of those invitations from Mr. Deveraux.

'Tis not often that I have the opportunity

to bet on a sure thing, monsieur.

It's a deal.

Now, all you have to do is tell us

where we can find Mr. Deveraux.

Monsieur Deveraux maintains a town suite

at the Hotel Royale

and, uh, now, monsieur

uh, you uh, spoke of, uh, $500, uh--

Oh, uh, I'll write the check.

No, no, Brother Bart, I made the wager

I'll take the risk.

Now, uh, what was your name, sir?

George Rousseau.

[Bret] Mine's Bret Maverick.

Monsieur.

A table for two near Mr. Deveraux.

Uh, Monsieur Deveraux?

Now, Monsieur Deveraux is the gentleman at the next table

sitting with his charming daughter, Mademoiselle Yvette.

Merci, monsieur, and now may I suggest

a bottle of sparkling Moscato

or some fine champagne vintage '43?

- Two coffees. - We're teetotalers.

Black.

As you wish, monsieur.

Oh, Inspector Marvin, those two gentlemen

insisted on the table next to Monsieur Deveraux.

I thought you should know this.

Oh? I'll keep an eye on them, Pierre.

Thanks.

♪ I wish I was an apple ♪

♪ A-hangin' on a tree ♪

♪ And every time my Cindy passed ♪

♪ She'd take a bite of me ♪

♪ She told me that she loved me ♪

♪ She called me sugarplum ♪

♪ She threw her arms around me ♪

♪ I knew my time had come ♪

♪ Get along home Cindy Cindy ♪

♪ Get along home ♪

♪ Get along home Cindy Cindy ♪

♪ I'll marry you someday ♪

[Henri] Yvette!

Jody is an entertainer, papa.

It is permissible to look at him.

Only if you have an extraordinary bad taste.

Because he cannot afford to wear a ruffled shirt?

Because he is the grace of a man instead of a dancing master?

Yvette!

Or merely because he is an American?

That's bad enough

and also a musket hunter from the swamps.

Times have changed, papa.

We cannot live behind our walls forever.

- Besides, we are Americans too. - Never!

Really, I think you still resent the fact

that you were not consulted about the Louisiana purchase.

France may have seen fit to abandon us

but we Creoles are still New Orleans

and always will be.

♪ Get along home Cindy Cindy ♪

♪ I'll marry you someday ♪

♪ Now my Cindy's got religion ♪

Yvette!

If you were not my daughter, I would think that--

What, father?

♪ But when she hears ♪

♪ My old guitar ♪♪

We prefer that you perform elsewhere.

The management has already paid me to sing.

- With your permission, I'll-- - You do not have it!

Then with the lady's permission?

I didn't give you leave to address my daughter.

Excuse me, sir.

I believe the gentleman asked you to leave.

It's bad manners to refuse a tip, friend.

There was no need to interfere, gentlemen.

We were only trying to be helpful, Mr. Deveraux.

- You know my name? - Everyone knows your name.

I'm Bret Maverick. That's my brother, Bart.

Uh, this is a fortunate meeting for us, sir.

We have connections with shipping officers

up the river and they hoped we might get a report

on the River Princess.

I do not do business at dinner, gentlemen.

Besides, I have none to transact.

Uh, they were also hoping, Mr. Deveraux

that we might be aboard her maiden voyage.

Come along, Yvette.

May I be of assistance, Mr. Deveraux?

Please, inspector.

This ridiculous scene has gone far enough.

- Goodnight. - Allow me to escort you, sir.

Smoothly done, Brother Bret

and it only cost us $500.

And that's not the worst of it.

- No? - The coffee's cold.

For the waiter.

You're awfully extravagant

with my silver saddle.

Uh, keep the change.

- Inspector. - Pierre.

Monsieur Deveraux, merci beaucoup.

I am going to hold you responsible for this.

You are going to leave for Belle Forest tomorrow.

And do you do think you can hold me a prisoner

at the plantation?

If I had to until you have a husband who will do it for me.

And have you chosen him for me?

You are embarrassing me with your behavior.

- Hotel Royale. - Excuse me, sir.

Papa!

Bret!

Out the back!

Did ya lose 'em?

They took the girl into one of those shops.

The carriage drove on.

You go for the police.

Oh, we'll do better than that.

We've got $500 ridin' on a personal invitation

from Mr. Deveraux.

We'll get the girl ourselves.

Hey, you're right!

She might get herself hurt

if we waste time finding a policeman.

It's five shops down.

If I don't come out in ten minutes

you come and get me.

Don't move!

Get your hands behind your head.

Mister, that gun, drop it!

- Now, pick it up. - Aah!

- Run, Yvette! - That's right, Jubal, kill him!

Oh, no! He's not from the police!

- I'm gonna carve him! - Jubal!

Pardon me if I seem a little confused

but why didn't ya run?

Oh, you thought I was being kidnapped?

Oh, it's just a hazy impression I got

when you screamed back there.

Oh, and so you tried to help me?

Yes.

Oh, I'm, I'm afraid I owe you an explanation.

Well, you might at that.

You were at Maxine's tonight.

You saw Jody.

Jody's not only a cafe entertainer.

He's also from the bayous

which presents certain difficulties

because, because we are deeply in love

and my father--

Doesn't want a muskrat trapper

muddying the family tree.

In a manner of speaking, yes.

You see, I wasn't really kidnapped tonight.

It was just a, a little subterfuge we'd arranged

and later, Jody was to rescue me.

And papa's heart melts

and now he loves muskrat trappers

and you and Jody live happily ever after.

Oui.

Well, we'll pretend I never found ya.

Oh, you are most understanding.

And luck to you and Jody.

I think you'll need it.

You ain't goin' anywhere, mister.

Not till Jody says so.

I think you're being much too cautious, Rick

and this melodramatic display of guns is ridiculous.

Get over there. Sit down.

Thanks.

Jody?

[Jody] Yeah.

Jody, we got a visitor!

- A visitor? - Yeah.

- Oh, darling! - How'd he get in here?

Oh, Mr. Maverick tried to rescue me, so I let--

Quiet.

How'd you find this place?

Well, I borrowed a horse. I hope it wasn't yours.

There was another man with you in the cafe.

- My brother. - Where is he?

Well, he couldn't find a horse to borrow.

I guess he's waitin' at the hotel for me.

Oh, Jody, I'm sure Mr. Maverick won't say anything

either to my father or the police

so there's no reason to be so upset!

No?

Why didn't you take care of him?

Well, we were waitin' for you Jody.

And you? Are your brains older than your arms?

Do I have to think of everything?

I'm sorry if I make you boys nervous.

Sit down.

- Jody what's wrong? - I said sit down.

You got some big surprises comin' to you.

I don't understand.

Don't you?

Didn't you finally get what you wanted?

- You kissed a swamp rat. - Jody!

[Jody] Now, I'm gonna get what I wanted.

You're gonna write your father a letter.

You're gonna tell the great Creole aristocrat

that his daughter's been kidnapped.

You don't mean that, Jody! You can't.

Uh-huh. You tell him I want lots of money.

You'd had been better off if you had run, Ms. Deveraux.

Run away from me?

From the man who loved her passionately?

No.

Oh, no.

Start writin'. Go on, start writin'!

I'm afraid you missed the boat, friend.

If it's money you're after, well

you should have married the girl.

You'd have gotten more.

You think the money had been worth it?

Havin' her inspectin' my finger nails

tellin' me how to talk?

And there wouldn't be any money that way!

If she married me, her old Man'd cut her off without a cent.

Jody, didn't you know I loved you?

I was proud of you!

Mr. Maverick?

I apologize for bringing you into this.

Oh, forget it.

How many of those Creole dollars are you asking for?

Twenty-five thousand.

Between the three of ya?

It is a three-way split?

What's it to you?

Well, I was just wondering

if what you're doing is worth it?

And you're not gettin' an even cut.

Well, you're takin' the same risks.

Now, for the next act of "Maverick."

You know, Deveraux will pay 50

as fast as he'll pay 25.

And that'd take care of my cut, too.

Your cut?

How else will you get the letter to Deveraux?

Very simple. I mail it.

That's simple, alright, and dangerous.

Every minute gives the police more time to close in

and if you bungle this, I stand a good chance

of windin' up dead, and you will bungle it.

See, you're smart, Jody, but you don't have experience.

Things have started to go wrong already.

Don't you know that kidnapping isn't for amateurs?

It's one of the most complicated crimes there is.

Not one kidnapper in 20 ever gets to spend the ransom.

You wanna end up in Cabildo Prison

with a rope around your neck?

Who are you?

Two years ago in Newton, Kansas

a cattleman's bank was taken for $125,000.

Yeah!

That's right.

- You? - Me and my brother.

That was a bank.

This is ransom.

Well, we don't too much of that.

It's too dangerous.

Last time was Colorado, a year ago.

Bart and I kidnapped Lucky Blaire's son.

Big mining man.

He paid $100,000.

Where's that money now?

Roaming the ranges of the panhandle.

We put it into cattle.

Oh, Ms. Deveraux?

If you'd like to take back that apology, I don't mind.

You need help, Jody.

Professional help.

You need someone who can go to Deveraux tonight

get the money, get back here fast

so that you can get out of town before the police close in.

Now, only a professional can do that for ya.

Professional?

Where would Deveraux raise that much money

in the middle of the night?

See? I said you were amateur.

He can cash a check at the Saint Cyr Casino.

- And your share? - Five thousand.

Huh, you think because I'm a bayou man, I'm stupid?

Oh, no. Once you got your hands on that money...

I'll stay here as a hostage, just like Yvette.

My Brother Bart can collect the money.

He's waiting outside.

Rick, go see.

That's not a healthy thing to do.

He'll gun down anything that walks out of here

unless I signal him not to.

What kind of signal?

He'll come in if I whistle a special way.

If I whistle another way, he brings in the police.

How will I know which way you're whistling?

You won't.

Whistle.

Alright, back in here.

Is all that necessary?

He won't need a gun to collect from Deveraux.

Bret, you alright?

Come on in, Bart.

[Bret] Put away your gun, you won't need it.

Let 'em have your gun.

Oh, by the way, I don't think you've met Ms. Deveraux.

Ms. Deveraux.

Well, well, Brother Bret

what have you got us into this time?

Something you'll like, Brother Bart.

You'll like it a lot.

The waterfront, the Roman houses, the dives...

Search the entire Carré.

Use what men you need.

What can you tell us, sir, about the footman?

Jubal has only been two days with us.

The other night, my regular footman

was robbed and beaten.

I see now...

...that was part of the scheme.

You have the description.

You will also find and arrest two men, brothers

using the names Bret and Bart Maverick.

Young, dark-haired, well dressed.

Uh, you wish to add something, I believe, Mr. Deveraux?

I will pay a $5,000 dollar reward

for the safe return of my daughter.

- You heard? - Yes, sir.

Well?

I'm not sure that you are right

in suspecting the two brothers, inspector.

If they're innocent, they have nothing to fear

but I've seen these types before.

It was no accident they were at the hotel.

But you told me they seemed to be bent

on rescuing my daughter.

Seemed to be, Mr. Deveraux.

I don't presume to tell you how to run your riverboats.

I mean no disrespect, sir.

Of course not.

My apologies.

Henri, we had best return to the hotel.

Surely they will try to contact you there.

Believe me, sir, you may depend upon the police.

Now, you get it?

Same routine we used with Lucky Blaire.

Now, what about the Hardy Colton method?

Now, that'd work too.

Nah, it's not as good as the other in this case.

Alright.

I've gotta get something of hers so they know I've been here.

Oh, that's beautiful workmanship.

I'll take very good care of it, Ms. Deveraux.

Alright.

Are you staying?

Try not to dawdle, Brother Bart.

Twenty minutes to 8:00.

That gives us plenty of time.

If you're not back by midnight

or if the police come back with ya--

You don't have to spell it out.

They may get me, but not before I put a bullet through him.

Hey, you hear him? Get goin'.

Rick.

Bart won't stray.

Of course, when he starts back carrying all that cash...

...that'd be a big temptation for an underpaid man like Rick.

Rick?

He wouldn't do that to me.

He wouldn't?

Ah, it's you again.

You back to redeem your silver saddle already?

Maybe tomorrow.

I see you refill shotgun shells.

- You use black powder? - What else?

Good. I want two pounds of it.

Two pounds?

That's, uh, a lot of powder.

Don't often sell that much at one time.

Two pounds.

You got a powder bag?

Just pour it right in here.

One pound.

The police are very busy tonight.

So I noticed.

What's up?

Oh, one of our Creole moneybag

had his daughter kidnapped this evening.

There's two pounds.

That's bad business, kidnapping.

- Yup. - Well, wish him luck.

The kidnappers?

Take your pick.

How much do I owe you?

Oh, ten dollars.

Now, you're kind of expensive.

Black powder sells for a dollar four bits a pound, friend.

Only when I reported the sales filed

with the police department

but when one ain't filed--

Five dollars.

Night.

If you would have exhausted all the possibilities

you would have found her by now!

New Orleans is not a small town, Mr. Deveraux.

A thorough search takes time!

But my--

[Bart] I wanna see Mr. Deveraux.

Oh, good evening, inspector. Remember me?

I'm the one that jumped on the back of the carriage.

- You are the man! - Yes, sir.

My daughter, where is she?

- She's safe for now. - Where?

I'll have the place surrounded.

That's a pretty quick way to get two people killed.

- Two? - Yes, sir.

They're holding my brother as hostage with her.

Who are they?

You know a man by the name of Jody Collins?

- He? - And two of his friends.

They want $50,000, Mr. Deveraux.

I'm supposed to bring it to them before midnight.

He's lyin', Mr. Deveraux.

His brother's no more hostage than I am.

I'm giving it to you straight, sir.

How can we be sure he knows where your daughter is at all?

I think this is just a way to swindle you

out of $50,000!

Do you recognize this, Mr. Deveraux?

- My daughter's... - What?

- Uh, monsieur... - Maverick, Bart Maverick.

Monsieur Maverick, the necklace has convinced Monsieur Deveraux

that you have seen his daughter

but as his lawyer

I would like an explanation as to why

if you are not a criminal

Collins entrusted you to act as go-between!

Aside from your claim that he's holding your brother as hostage.

Gentlemen, I would advise you to listen to me carefully.

The three of them were for dumping us into the harbor.

We didn't much go for that.

It wouldn't have helped your daughter at all.

We convinced 'em that we're old hands.

We offered to collect the money for a cut.

And, of course, they put their trust

in complete strangers.

They're not the smartest boys in the world, inspector.

That's why they're so dangerous.

You just asked for the money. Why?

Because I might need it...

...to keep your daughter and my brother from getting killed.

He's lyin', Mr. Deveraux.

They paid the headwaiter to put them

next to your table this evenin'.

We were hoping to get an invitation

on the River Princess.

Just why were you so anxious

to get an invitation, monsieur?

Bret and I like to play poker, Mr. Deveraux.

We were expecting to find some interesting games on board.

We even expected to make a little money.

Gamblers. Professional gamblers!

Look, Mr. Deveraux

if you don't wanna trust me with the money, say so!

I'll go back there and try to clear Bret before they kill him.

Just what assurance can you give me

that Yvette will be released if I give you the money?

I can give you no guarantees...

...but you go along with me...

...I'll do my best for you.

Bring him in.

Monsieur Maverick...

...I place very little faith in your story...

...even less in Americans...

...but my daughter's life is at stake.

I will see you get the money.

I'm glad you saw it my way, Mr. Deveraux.

Oh, inspector.

They told me it'd be alright for me to see ya here.

You have some information, Ziggy?

Well, now, I ain't sure, inspector, but it...

- Ah. - About the kidnappin'?

Maybe so

'cause a while ago, that man came into my shop

and bought two pounds of black powder.

You forgot to mention that.

Did I?

You deny you were at Ziggy's?

This afternoon...

...I pawned a silver saddle.

There's the pawn ticket.

Th-th-the powder was in

a-a-a big manila envelope.

It-it's inside his coat!

Pardon me.

Uh, he must have passed it already!

Alright, Ziggy, you can get out.

Uh, sure, inspector, um, but, uh

uh, I'll see ya tomorrow.

You'll have your money, Ziggy. Get out!

Mr. Deveraux, I've got to insist it's time

for some proper police methods.

Just what do you mean by that?

Ziggy is a sewer rat, but a useful one.

He wouldn't lie to me.

Two pounds of black powder would come in mighty handy

if the police should close in.

- You really believe that? - What are you doing, inspector?

At headquarters, he'll tell us where your daughter is.

I can assure you of that.

So you can go charging in like a herd of buffalo.

If those boys panic, there's no telling what they might do.

You'll just write a note to your brother

saying you're being held at headquarters

against the safe return of Ms. Deveraux.

That's very smart, inspector

but Jody doesn't give a hang whether I live or die.

That deadline is still midnight, Mr. Deveraux.

Now, back to "Maverick."

Why aren't they back yet?

Aw, there's plenty of time.

Unless Rick tried to--

I told ya I trust Rick!

Stop crackin' those things!

That's quite an accomplishment.

Takes muscle.

You must be quite a man in the bayous, Jubal.

Your Angelique must be a fine woman.

My Angelique?

Why, you should've seen the men I fought for her.

She's beautiful, huh, Jody?

Yeah, yeah, if you say so.

Everybody says so, Jody!

You know, Jody?

You interest me.

You have talent.

I hate to see talent go to waste.

What do you mean?

Well, where are you heading

when Bart brings the money back?

Back into the swamps where they won't ever find me.

With that money burnin' a hole in your pocket?

- It's too bad. - What else?

There are other cities...

...with rich men, wives, daughters.

You know, if the three of us put our minds to it--

- Three? - Yeah, you, my brother, and I.

See, we have connections.

We could introduce you, and after that

well, well, we've seen how you operate.

Bart and I can outsmart most men.

- With you... - With me it's the women, huh?

[Bret] You ever been out West?

Seen how they just throw money away

in San Francisco and Denver?

In the Silver Kings?

Well, we'd go to San Francisco.

You?

Well, we'd like to take you and Rick along, Jubal

but just wouldn't work out.

Why not?

Well, you see, when a smart man

wants some rough stuff done, well...

...he just hires a couple of men for chicken feed.

That way, he can ditch 'em easy if things start gettin' tight.

What'cha mean?

You keep tryin', don't ya?

Oh, I'm sure you'd be a great success

in San Francisco, Jody!

There must be many women who would be

as foolish about you as I was.

Maybe that makes you jealous.

Then there's the east.

Saratoga, Newport.

Ah, women who have husbands who could buy and sell

Henri Deveraux.

They've seen plenty of hand-kissers and heel-clickers.

They want men, huh?

What are you laughin' at?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Perhaps I should cry?

Maybe you should.

Not for me. For you.

What is it you really want, Jody?

You'll be the man for so many women.

Who will be the woman for you?

Did I say I wanted one woman?

Where would there be one woman for a man like me?

The ones who think they're too good for me?

The ones I know I'm too good for?

Women like you, or fat, muddy swamp cows

like his Angelique?

Hold it!

Alright, outside. Don't stop for anything.

Give me your gun.

Looks like we'll have to cancel that little partnership!

Drop it.

Now you get back there.

I appreciate that.

I sure do.

Gettin' tired, huh?

You've had a rough time.

I'll give ya credit, you're tough

but I think you're smart too

so I'll talk to you in a way you can understand.

Mr. Deveraux is offering $5,000 reward

for the return of his daughter.

I'll make ya a deal.

That address for half the reward money

and you and your brother go free.

Look, inspector

I know this case is mighty important to you.

You get that girl back, and Deveraux's your friend for life.

He might even make you chief of police...

...but I don't trust you as far as I could throw you...

...which I'd truly enjoy doin'.

Mr. Deveraux.

He has given you the address?

Not yet, sir, but he will.

You've got 20 minutes left, Mr. Deveraux.

You're gonna let him take away your last chance

to get your daughter back alive?

- Release him at once. - What?

At once, inspector!

I have listened to you long enough.

Sergeant.

Here.

All the money is here, monsieur.

Perhaps you would like to count it, monsieur?

No.

I think it's about time

you and I began trusting each other.

My hat.

I have a carriage outside.

It's at your disposal.

May I request that I go with you?

No thanks, Mr. Deveraux.

I'm gonna have to do this alone...

...and I don't want any police escort.

No one trails me.

My word of honor.

Tell him.

Order your men not to follow Mr. Maverick...

...or interfere in any of his movements.

Yes, Mr. Deveraux.

Monsieur?

Yvette...

She's the only one I have.

You, you will...

I know how you feel.

[Bart] Stop here.

Whoa!

Wait around the corner.

Stop here, driver.

Wait for me.

How do we know what his brother's up to?

They're too smart for us!

For you maybe.

- Jody, we gotta get outta here. - Where?

Well, you're supposed to be the big boss

you tell us where!

I must apologize again, Mr. Maverick.

Better make this look friendly.

- You get it? - It's here.

Toss it over.

Just like that?

And he said you were smart. Toss it over!

Don't you wanna see the color of the money?

There's two pounds of black powder in this.

We're walkin' out of here.

You try anything, and I'll touch this fuse.

You're bluffing. Now you drop it or I'll...

Sure you can pull that trigger, but I'd still have time

to light this fuse.

There wouldn't be anything you could do to get away from it.

He ain't bluffin', Jody.

You can see it in his eyes!

He ain't that willin' to die.

You're right, but I'd rather go this way

than be shot by you.

We'll all be buried together.

I'm counting three.

Bret, get her out of here.

- Don't move! - One.

This ain't worth no thousand dollars.

- I'm leavin' here! - You're stayin'!

Nobody leaves this place.

We're all leavin'.

- Two. - I wanna get out too, Jody.

If he touches that fuse, we're all dead!

That's why he won't touch it.

Maybe if it was just him, he would

but he won't kill his brother and Yvette, too.

Now, look, I-I know him better than you.

If he says he'll do it, he'll do it!

You better drop those guns.

He's gettin' too close to that fuse! It's gonna go off!

I'll move it away when you drop those guns.

I wanna get outta here.

Will you let me go?

Sure, Rick. Go on.

Drop that gun.

That goes for you too.

That show ya I mean business?

Now you drop that or I'll give you the same thing.

What are you gonna do, Jody?

Keep us standin' here till we starve to death?

Bart, come on!

Oh, good evening, Ms. Deveraux.

- Good evening, sir. - Good evening.

I hope you are enjoying your cruise.

Beyond our wildest expectations.

Yes, I've heard from some of my friends

who have sat with you at the game.

Well, we have been pretty lucky.

By the way, Yvette just told me something very shocking.

You didn't tell me that she had agreed to be kidnapped.

Oh, well, I thought I'd let her tell you, sir.

That is, if she wanted to.

I've always considered Americans to be devoid

of the qualities we Creoles value.

You are your brother have shown me how very wrong I was.

You also taught me that

I can be proud of being an American.

Then I guess it was worth it, Mr. Deveraux.

Perhaps I have been a little bit too severe too

with my daughter.

Will you excuse me?

Good evening, sir.

Oh, how is the shoulder?

Oh, it's, it's very painful...

...but with sympathetic attention, I'll recover.

If you'll excuse me for a moment, gentlemen,

I'll be right back.

You'll have your revenge.

So, papi left us a thousand dollar bill a piece

and some very profound words of wisdom.

Oh?

Never hold a kicker

and never draw to an inside straight.

Oh, imagine, being able to go where you want

do what you want.

To be completely free.

It must be a wonderful feeling.

[Bret] Oh, it has its drawbacks.

Of course, you get to see a lot of new places

meet a lot of new people

but then you always have to leave some people behind.

Thank you for waiting, gentlemen.

I hope you enjoyed our show.

Next week's story take us into

the legendary Black Hills of Dakota

at the time of last great gold rush of 1875.

The boomtown of Deadwood, deep in the Black Hills

was a town without a country

unrecognized by the United States

and unwelcome to the Indians.

Take him Bret. Take him for every dirty dime he's got.

- I'm working on it. - Then watch out for this.

Well, thanks, Pompey, but I'd already noticed.

Just so you'll know.

- Low man goes to jail. - Oh, no, no, no.

I'm supplying the brains in this deal.

You my friend, the brawn.

But what about the marshal?

He's over there now. He might not like the digging.

At 9 o'clock, he locks up and goes home.

You'll be there all alone.

Cut or get yourself another jailbird.

[Bret] Ephraim Zimbalist plays the part of Dandy Jim Buckley

a man of many virtues and no scruples.

Try anything and you'll stop a bullet.

Buckley, you're a crook and a cheat and a double-crosser

but you're not a killer.

You could no more squeeze that trigger than quit marking decks.

Lash those sacks onto my spare horse, friend.

The only way you'll get them is with a bullet.

Dump him, Battler.

Now, you boys had a little tough luck in the past.

You might even consider it a raw deal.

You've got another name for it?

No, but I'll give you a friendly tip.

Just forget about it and charge it up to experience.

Because if you don't, you might run into trouble.

[Bret] It's an authentic, brawling, exciting story

of the great gold rush days.

It's called "Stampede."

I hope you'll be with us to see it next week.

This has been an ABC Television Network presentation.