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Hold it. I'll take that gold, Friend Maverick.

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.

"Maverick."

Starring James Garner.

Produced by Warner Bros.

From the entertainment capital of the world.

Produced for television by Warner Brothers.

[Maverick] In 1875, gold was discovered in the Black Hills of Dakota.

And the great stampede of gold hungry men was started.

Thousands coming up the wide Missouri by steamboat.

Dancehall girls and entertainers.

Men who had spent their last dime on a new suit

and steamboat ticket.

Men with strong backs

and men with a flair for making money

with three walnut shells.

Saloon keepers.

Women of mystery.

And men like me.

My name is Bret Maverick.

I sometimes try my hand at a game of whist, or even poker.

Open for 100.

That's agreeable.

How ya doing, handsome?

I'm holding my own.

Pompey, have you met Tony Cadiz?

Oh, yes, we've met. When'd he crawl onboard?

I see you have a new stable of harpies, Madam Pompey.

- It was about time. - Harpies my bustle!

Why, these are sweet and gentile girls

straight out of finishing school in St. Louis.

And each one, a gifted entertainer.

So gifted you had to drag them to Deadwood to make a living?

Girls. Hey, girls.

Girls, I've got somebody I want you to meet.

Girls, you can look East, you can look West

you can look North or you can look South.

But you're never gonna find

a dirtier louse than Tony Cadiz.

If he comes near you, just spit in his eye.

- That was very funny. - Take him, Bret.

Take him for every dirty dime he's got.

Well, I'm working on it.

[Pompey] Watch out for that.

[Maverick] Well, thanks, Pompey, but I'd already noticed.

Just so you'll know.

♪ You may talk about your Clementine ♪

♪ And sing of Rosa Lee ♪

♪ But the yellow rose of Texas ♪

♪ Is the only girl for me ♪♪

Checking.

[Maverick] There's a $1 000 here.

Now I know that this $1 000 bill wasn't on the table

but if it's alright with you...

I always believe in backing a good hand, Maverick.

Two thousand.

As long as we're by-passing the rules...

...here's your 2000.

And I've got 2000 more if you think you can

raise the money that says you're bluffing.

I think I can get it.

The hand stays on the table.

Well, that was my intention.

Would you see that no one touches these miss?

I'd be pleased to.

Uh, just so there are no minor miracles, I'll be right back.

Excuse me, sir.

Pompey, would you still like to see me take Cadiz?

- How much you need, Bret? - 2000.

Got a good hand?

I got $2,300 of my own invested in it.

I'm gonna gamble with you.

Listen, if you lose, you owe me nothing.

If you win, I get $3,000.

- Is it a deal? - It's a deal.

- This, I got to see. - Me, too.

Here's $2000.

I'm calling.

Full house, tied on kings, Maverick.

Pretty good hand.

Pompey, you do the honors?

Sure.

Seven, seven, seven.

Queen...

Seven!

Yahoo.

Man, I love you, love you, love you. Mwah!

Here's your $3,000, Pompey, and many thanks.

That's the quickest thousand I ever made.

I'll back you any time, kid

especially against this polecat.

Battler.

Maverick, this is Battling Kreuger.

Battler, show him what you can do with that

iron bar of yours.

Maverick, watch this.

I'm watching.

So he has muscles.

Muscles that'll pay off big in Deadwood.

There ain't a man alive can stand ten rounds

with the Battler. He's taking all comers

from New Orleans to Saint Louis.

In Deadwood, I'll give odds of two to one

that no man can beat him.

He's a goldmine in himself.

I'll tell you what I'll do, Maverick.

I'll sell you a quarter interest

in the Battler for $2,500.

Well, if you have luck with this bruiser in Deadwood

I'll give you another chance at me.

Pompey, set them up for the girls.

Hey I didn't know you were a drinker.

Well, I'm not, it doesn't keep me

from buying from a friend.

It takes quite a man to outsmart Tony Cadiz.

So they tell me.

You and I ought to team up in Deadwood, Mr. Maverick.

My name is Coral Stacey.

Besides being beautiful, what can you do that's so special?

I'm a dealer, Pharaoh and Blackjack.

A dealer, huh?

Yeah, they've got a few lady dealers in New Orleans.

They look good, but they're not much on card savvy.

I have both.

Would you like to step in out of the wind and I'll show you?

Lead on.

Customers like me.

They keep coming back again and again for more.

You, um, wonder why?

Well, I can make a couple of guesses.

[Tony] Maverick.

Nice work, Coral.

I thought so.

Tony, you're slipping.

Dump him, Battler.

Let's hope Mr. Maverick can swim.

[Jim] Catch hold of my cane, weary traveler.

Thanks, friend.

There, for a minute, I didn't think I was

gonna make it to shore.

You didn't, but glad to have you aboard.

It was getting pretty lonely on this island.

Island?

Middle of a wide Missouri River, friend.

Maverick.

Dandy Jim Buckley, small world.

Later, friend, later.

I've got to protect my new gloves, you know.

They're very expensive.

[Maverick] What are you doing here?

No, don't tell me, I know.

Well... I bought a new hold out

plant device, worked on Springs.

It could drop an ace into your palm with a flick of a wrist.

It was amazing.

And the blasted contraption developed a squeak.

Must have been embarrassing.

Oh, the skipper of the Far West

was not a reasonable man.

He stripped me of every dollar, then marooned me on this

disgusting mud bank.

By the way, before asking, uh

what you were doing in the river

you got any money?

You too, Brutus.

No, wait, wait.

Well, it'll make interesting conversation

and help pass the time.

So go ahead, who cleaned you?

I'm not sure.

I'd just taken Tony Cadiz for over $4,000--

Tony Cadiz?

- Going to Deadwood, of course? - Right.

I'd taken Cadiz

and I stepped out on the deck for a quiet smoke

and this pretty redhead came out and she said...

"Why don't we team up?

I'm a dealer of Pharaoh and Blackjack."

- How the flaming-- - Probably said her name was...

...um, Coral something or other.

Well, her right name is Mrs. Tony Cadiz.

Anyway, you were knocked over the head

robbed, and tossed in the river.

Correct me if I'm wrong.

Sounds like you know the lady.

Seven thousand dollars worth.

It happened six weeks ago in St. Louis.

I should very much like to catch up with Friend Cadiz.

I'd settle for some dry cloths.

You got anything in that fancy suitcase?

One shirt, very expensive.

And a few tricks of the trade.

It looks like a map of some kind.

"Vermillion."

Uh, isn't that about 60 miles up the river?

Uh-huh.

"Twin Peaks, Mountain Meadow, Diamond Fall."

Sixty paces to where?

"X" marks the spot where 40,000 in gold dust

is supposed to be buried.

Forty thousand, nice round sum.

The man I got it from claims he and his partner

held up the Wells Fargo office in Vermillion.

His partner was killed. His own horse broke a leg.

So he buried the gold dust and went out on foot.

I guess he had some reasons why he didn't go back to pick it up.

I found him in Natchez in a dive on Silver Street.

He had a bullet in his chest.

Compliments of a Wells Fargo detective.

And he had a woman with him.

Pretty little thing.

Well, anyway, he had no money and he was worried about her.

So I gave him $200 for the map.

The old buried treasure gag.

He died that night.

Hold on. A dying man

might be just be telling the truth.

My thought exactly.

That's why I bought the map.

If we find the gold dust

we cut it down the middle, 50-50.

Well, that doesn't sound like

the Dandy Jim Buckley that I know.

I haven't changed, just my situation.

This cursed island is over a quarter of a mile from shore.

You'll have to tow me, I can't swim.

Now, I recognize ya.

You know, Deadwood is over 400 miles.

You think your feet will hold out?

This, um... bobble should be good

for two horses and saddles, Friend Maverick.

Uh, I'll keep the map, my friend

just so you won't be tempted to

turn me loose in the river.

Now I won't ditch you in the water

and you won't run out on me when we reach the shore.

[Maverick] Buckley's little bobble not only

got us two horses and saddles

but $80 in the bargain.

And three days later, we'd reached our first landmark.

[Maverick] They must be the Twin Peaks alright.

Now we cross the ridge between, drop down into

the Mountain Meadow, find the diamond-shaped falls

step off 60 paces North and start digging.

Be dark when we get there.

No, not quite, there'll be a moon.

Buried treasure and moonlight, pleasant thought.

[Maverick] By nightfall, we'd cross the ridge

and come down into the Mountain Meadow.

There was only one thing wrong.

The meadow had sprouted a full sized town.

Look, don't look at me like that. How was I to know?

That's what I'm wondering.

Oh, come, come, Maverick, small settlement

are springing up all over the place.

It just means we'll have to work at night.

And now is a good time to start.

Well, well, well, as I live and breathe

the diamond-shaped falls.

I knew you'd be lucky for me the moment I saw you.

Look over there.

That's due north.

That building ought to be just about 60 paces.

No, no, it's much farther than that.

The moonlight plays tricks.

Well, set it up for yourself and you'll see I'm right.

One, two, three...

...fifty-five, fifty-six, fifty-seven.

Well, was I right?

Now what the devil was that for?

You knew they'd built a jail over there.

You've been here before.

Here?

Well, uh, as a matter of fact, yes, I have been.

That was another reason for the 50 percent.

I needed help.

Why pick on me?

Well, there was no one else here I could trust.

So, I was on my way to St. Louis to get my, my cousin

whom I don't trust very much either

when I ran into you.

And your greatest weakness, my friend

is that you're completely trustworthy.

Also, I needed someone with special qualities

a strong man for the digging

and a man who won't mind being tossed into jail...

...for $20,000.

Not bad.

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.

And that's when you hand me the tools for the window?

Yes, of course.

And then I hand you the gold

back through the window?

Yes.

And I'm left there all alone

locked up tight.

Maverick, my friend

have I ever given you cause to think...

Oh, I have, aye?

Alright, then supposed you come up with a better plan.

Low man goes to jail.

Oh, no, no, I'm supplying the brains in this deal.

You my friend, the brawn.

Cut or get yourself another jail bird.

Well, if you put it that way.

A king.

I seemed to have lost my touch.

Well, now let's see

what can I do to get myself tossed into jail?

Something inconsequential, that'll only get me

a day or two.

Well, you try to figure it out.

You're supposed to be the brains of the outfit.

Now, for the next act of "Maverick."

[Hunt] Your name Maverick?

That's right.

Let's see your watch.

My watch? Sure.

What's this all about, marshal?

[Jim] Splendid job of apprehension.

That's my watch, marshal.

You'll find my name engraved on the inside.

That's right, Mr. Buckley.

- Is this lunatic accusing me-- - It was in your pocket.

Well, maybe it was, but I didn't put it there.

That's what they always say.

- Why-- - None of that now.

None of that.

Look, marshal, can't you see through Buckley?

He-he's a well-known con man, a crook.

He must have put that watch in my pocket himself.

Oh, come, come, Maverick. You can do better than that.

A hardened pick-pocket like you.

Better lock him up, marshal.

He's a dangerous character.

We'll go talk to the Justice of the Peace.

Closing up shop, marshal?

Yep. I lock up at 9:00.

Bring your breakfast over at 6:00 sharp.

Then you start paying for your keep.

Felling trees and sawing them up for winter fuel.

Looks like you're the boss.

You're darn tooting I am.

[Jim] Psst, Maverick.

Maverick.

You dirty low down...

Tut, tut, tut, man, let's not quibble over trivialities.

Look here, I've brought you the tools.

You know, I ought to break your neck.

Well the urge will pass.

Besides, it's much better to have

the brains on the outside.

As witness these.

The gold dust is supposed to be in two 50-pound bags.

Never get them through these bars.

So I made these this afternoon.

You just transfer the dust into them, clever.

Yeah.

How deep is this stuff supposed to be buried?

Oh, five to six feet, I believe.

And with those muscles, it oughtn't take you

over a couple of hours.

You, you got me stuck in this chicken coop for 60 days.

Well, don't be silly, partner.

First thing in the morning, I'll use some of the gold dust

to pay your fine and we'll be on our merry way to Deadwood.

Yeah.

Maverick?

Maverick, have you got it?

[Maverick] It's here alright.

Forty thousand dollars.

Beautiful, isn't it?

Now, you won't forget to bail me out of here, will you?

First thing in the morning, cross my heart.

And now old friend, goodbye

good luck and bless you.

Come back here, Buckley.

Buckley, come back here!

I'll take that gold, Friend Maverick.

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.

You know, I could learn to dislike you intensely.

Oh, alright, take the blasted animal.

Our deal was to split down the middle.

Maverick, old friend, you are as I said before

completely trustworthy.

What are we stopping here for?

Howdy, sheriff.

My name is Bret Maverick. That's my partner, Jim Buckley.

I understand Wells Fargo pays ten percent reward

on the return of stolen gold.

That's correct. You got some?

We've got some.

We found it hiding in some rocks up around Twin Peaks.

I was hoping that you'd be kind enough to take us

to the Wells Fargo office.

I'd be glad to.

And I'm proud to meet two such upright citizens.

The Wells Fargo office is right down the street.

Ah, cheer up, Friend Buckley.

We still have $2,000 a piece and a clear conscience.

A clear conscience?

We just lost $36,000.

I have pulled some pretty mean tricks in my day

but I've never stooped to such foul, nauseating...

Look out! Get back, get back!

Don't you ever give a shout?

I'm mighty sorry, folks. I didn't hear you.

You know, horses don't make much noise on them pine needles.

But if you wait just a minute while I clear the trail...

Maverick, my friend

didn't you say that Cadiz has got a fighter

who takes on all comers?

At two-to-one odds.

I'll handle this, Friend Buckley.

Well, she's all clear now.

Uh, we're in no hurry.

My name is Bret Maverick.

This is my partner, Jim Buckley.

Noah Perkins.

How do you do?

Mighty pretty country you got here.

A little lonely though, isn't it, Noah?

Oh, shucks, it ain't lonely, Mr. Maverick.

Well, I got lots of friends here.

There's bear, coon, birds, elk.

Why, the whole valley is full of friends.

Long about dark, why they all come up to my house

and we sit around and watch the stars.

It's quiet and peaceful, but it ain't lonely.

Well, a lot of folks moving West.

It won't be long, people will start moving into this valley

and start hunting and killing.

I worry about that considerable.

I keep turning it over in my mind.

I never did hold with killing harmless wildlife.

Of course, there is a way you could protect them.

I don't know about that.

I wish there was.

Well, this is all government land.

It sells for about 50 cents an acre.

Why, you could buy this whole valley for a $1 000.

That way, they'd be safe.

Where'd a man like me get that much money?

You ever do any fighting?

- Fist fighting? - Huh.

[Noah] That's the reason I come out here from Counsel Bluffs

'cause they was always picking on me on account of my size.

Oh, don't tell me they beat you up, huh?

I ain't never been beat yet.

But I don't hold for jaw busting, Mr. Buckley.

Well, just one fight would get you that $1 000.

Nope.

I don't reckon I wanna do it that way.

Uh, Noah, I know a fighter who just lives to hunt.

He slaughters deer just for the sake of killing.

Well, he ain't done no killing in this valley.

And if there's two things I'm square again

one's fighting, and the other is lying.

I'm glad to know that.

Did I hear you say that nobody ever licked you?

I don't reckon nobody could.

Um, Noah, you know

Mr. Maverick wasn't lying about this Kreuger.

He sneaks up on deer at night, blinds them with a lantern

and then... starts shooting.

Fighting is plum against my nature.

I thought you were gonna bring a friend with you?

Cedric, come on out and meet our new friends.

This here's Mr. Maverick and that's Mr. Buckley.

Now, well, Cedric, remember, we're your friends.

Yeah, just in case he forgets, Noah

would you mind leading the way, at about 50 paces?

Well, he's even got it in writing.

Four thousand to two-to-one, 8,000 for us.

Ah, sweet music.

And a thousand for Noah.

Now remember, Buckley, nobody gets jipped in this

not you, not me, not even Noah.

How about Tony Cadiz?

Well, we'll handle him gently, but thoroughly.

I'm standing.

Alright. Pay 21.

- It just ain't my night. - Sorry, Chuck.

We were gonna team up, remember?

Were we?

I don't recall your agreeing.

It's a little difficult to talk from the bottom

of the Missouri River. It's a very lonely place.

Too bad you weren't there, Mrs. Cadiz.

How did you find out I was Tony's wife?

I met a man on a sandbar.

Hit me.

You're tempting me.

Standing.

Pay 21.

Twenty-one.

I didn't think you'd get here, Maverick.

Well, I started swimming.

Well, well, well...

...practically old home we, aye, Friend Maverick?

It's a nice place.

- Yours? - Mine.

I've been cleaning up with the Battler.

You should have bought that 25 percent

when you had the chance.

You know, I was on the deck thinking about that

when something happened.

Like I said, I've been cleaning up big.

But I've been smart with it.

I gave some away, a little here, a little there.

So that now I've got a lot of friends.

They'd back any play I'd make.

- Big gun, huh? - The biggest.

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

You might even consider it a raw deal.

But 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

"cause if you don't, you might run into trouble.'

And I wouldn't like that to happen

especially to a couple of old friends.

Well, thanks.

That'll give us something to think about.

Hiya, handsome.

Well, it's all set for tomorrow night.

You're gonna get your $1,000.

You can buy the valley.

How's Cedric?

Well, he ain't none too perk, ma'am.

He didn't eat much supper and he won't drink his milk.

Of course, Cedric's not used to cow's milk.

Back home, I always used to give him goat's milk.

Well, why don't feed him a whiskey sour

tone his stomach up?

I've got a better idea.

We saw the Battler fight today.

He's got a weak belly.

All you got to do is go to work at his midsection

the fight will be over in nothing flat.

You got to remember that, Noah, it's important.

I'll remember, Mr. Maverick.

But I'm plum worried about Cedric.

It ain't like him to shy off on his vittles this way.

Here's something that'll make him feel a lot better.

And you'd know about making a hole in it too, ma'am.

Sure, I used to have a pet skunk

of my own back in Pennsylvania.

I used to call him Jim Dandy.

Mr. Cadiz, meet Red McClendon, champ of Cold Creek Diggings.

Red's gonna mop the floor up with Battling Kreuger.

How much says so?

Two-to-one odds.

That's my standing offer.

We got 3,000, says so.

Jack.

Jack Blair, my cashier will hold the stakes.

Here's my 6,000.

Get your man in the ring.

[Tony] Battler.

Ladies and gents, introducing on my left

the challenger from Cold Creek Diggings

Red McClendon.

And on my right, the great champion of Deadwood Gulch

Battling Kreuger.

[Tony] One, two, three

four, five

six, seven, eight

nine, ten, and out.

The winner and still the champion, Battling Kreuger.

Hold it, Mr. Cadiz.

Me and the gals found a fellow we think is pretty good.

At two-to-one odds, we wouldn't mind risking

a little money on it.

Bring him on.

We will tomorrow night.

But we'll settle the bets now.

How much?

Susie.

Here's $10,000.

You get your $20,000 and plunk it right along side.

Who is this fellow?

Just call him Pompey's mystery man.

Is this some pug you imported from back East?

It doesn't matter who it is.

The poster's challenge all comers, two-to-one odds.

I know what the posters say.

But I want to look at anybody that Battler fights

before I place any bets.

Trying to crawfish out, huh?

No, but I run my business according to Hoyle

and I'd like a look at the outside

of your mystery man ahead of time, not his wears.

For all I know, you may be dragging in a grizzly bear.

Ha, he's hairy, but he's no grizzly bear.

Although the Battler might think he was afterwards.

[Jack] Mr. Cadiz.

Be right back.

Take that bet Mr. Cadiz.

It's a 14-carat cinch.

You know who this mystery fellow is?

I've been seeing Frankie, one of Pompey's girls.

Pompey has got her mystery man catched out

on the second floor of the Bonanza.

It's a fellow named Noah Perkins and I know him.

What's he like?

He's big alright, big and stupid

and afraid of his own shadow.

He lives alone in the woods.

He claims he talks to the deer and bears.

- You sure about this? - Look, I know him.

I've seen him back down from men half his size.

Pompey's sold on him 'cause he's big.

I don't think he'll even show up for the fight.

Madam Pompey.

You think your mystery man can whip the Battler?

He'll slaughter him.

You get together all the gold dust you can and come back here

tomorrow night.

Alright, Pompey.

Although it's not according to Hoyle

I'll take that bet on your mystery man sight unseen.

[Pompey] Where's your 20,000?

Well, right here.

But as long as you're choosing the rules, I'll make one too.

Fight time, 9 o'clock tomorrow night.

And if either fighter fails to make

an appearance, the money is forfeited.

I just wanna make sure I'm not going

through all this for nothing.

You won't be. You better see

the Battler doesn't head for tall timber.

'Cause Pompey's mystery man is gonna be Johnny-on-the-spot

with a two-ton wallop in each fist.

He'll be there. And here's my $20,000.

[Pompey] Marshal Hunt.

Marshal, there's been some sticky fingers

involved in this deal and I'd appreciate it

if you and your deputy take this money over to the jail

and lock it up for the night.

I got an idea of what you mean.

I'd be glad to do it for you Pompey.

Now, back to "Maverick."

- How'd I do, Pompey? - You did just great, Jack.

Listen, here's your $200.

You better get out of town before Cadiz finds out.

And don't leave till just before the fight

or Cadiz will smell a rat.

Plan on leaving at the sound of the opening bell.

Alright, gentlemen, 15,000 to match your 7,500.

Right.

Why'd you tell Pompey you wouldn't fight the Battler?

I trusted you, Mr. Maverick, and you out right lied to me.

What's this all about, Noah?

I met the Battler on the street today

and called him a dirty deer killer.

He said, he ain't never killed no deer before.

In fact, he likes deer.

Well, I'm sorry about this, Noah

but Cadiz who owns the Battler

is worse than a deer killer. He's a thief.

He stole $7,000 from me

and-and over $4,000 from Mr. Maverick.

You wanna buy that valley, don't you?

I got no call to fight the Battler now.

Look, Noah, your friends have got $10,000 bet on you.

You don't want us to lose everything we got?

I'm mighty sorry, Mr. Buckley

but fighting without just cause is plum again my principles.

Principles be hanged.

I've got $2,000 riding on you.

Noah, it'll only take you a couple of minutes.

But you can't just walk out on us now.

Mr. Maverick outright lied to me.

And lying is a mighty bad thing.

I reckon I'll be gone home as soon as

Cedric's feeling better.

- But, Noah, can't you-- - Lay off him, Buckley.

He's right.

I shouldn't have lied to him.

Well, that's that.

Of course, I've been flat busted before.

Well, it's-it's the girls and the miners I'm thinking of.

It's gonna be pretty rough on them.

Wait a minute.

I've got an idea.

Last night, Pompey put no name to her mystery man.

So... we simply ring in a substitute.

Bear Claw Diggings bets $10,000

Pompey's mystery man can slaughter the Battler.

I'm sorry, gentlemen, we've already laid out 35,000

to cover the bets and we're just out of money.

What are you trying to pull, Cadiz?

Last night you said you take all bets at two-to-one.

And we will.

The golden nugget is worth 20,000.

We'll put that up as security.

- Suit you? - Suits me.

I always did crave to own a saloon full of liquor.

Make way for Pompey's mystery man.

[Tony] That's the best you could do for a mystery man, Pompey?

Got any more money to bet?

I wouldn't want to take your last dime.

Since when?

I brought along an impartial referee too, Marshal Hunt.

Wait a minute, I didn't agree to this.

Men, who would you rather have, Marshal Hunt or this crook?

We'll take the marshal.

Yeah, we're gonna get a fair fight this time.

Have it your way.

Marshal, you know the rules?

We're going to use the new rules.

Three minute rounds, one minute rest in between rounds.

Mr. Buckley will take care of keeping time.

I reckon that's all.

One...

Come on, Maverick, get up, get up.

[Hunt] ...three, four, five

six, seven, eight, nine.

[Hunt] One, two, three...

Maverick, take the nine count.

Get him, Battler. Catch him.

Stand still. What, are you nervous?

One, two, three, four

five, six, seven, eight.

Hey what's this?

Three minutes are up, got to stick to the rules.

His belly, Maverick, his belly. You haven't been working on it.

Uh, but you're going great.

Oh, shut up.

Oh, it's no use. Bret, I'm gonna call it off.

Hey, don't panic on me now.

We got too much money at stake.

Come on, Maverick.

- Come on, Maverick. - Come on, Maverick.

Get him with a right.

Catch him.

[Hunt] One, two, three, four...

Stay down, Bret, stay there.

Six, seven, eight, nine.

[Hunt] One, two, three, four...

- Get up, Battler. - Five...

Battler, get up!

[Hunt] ...six, seven, eight

nine, ten.

The queen nugget's ours!

Come on, fellows, free drinks for everybody.

The winner and the new champion of Deadwood Gulch

Bret Maverick.

You're a very brave man, Mr. Maverick.

It should have been you.

Well, Pompey, here's your chance to buy a saloon.

I imagine the miners will sell pretty cheap

once the liquor's gone.

I'm all through with that Bret.

I'm gonna buy me a valley.

Don't tell me you've fallen for Noah.

Listen, I waited a long time for a handsome hunk

of man like him, somebody who's honest and gentle.

I'm all through with the bright lights.

It sounds crazy, doesn't it?

Hey, Marshal Hunt, lead us to the loot.

I just caught a fellow trying to blow down

the wall with blasting powder.

I figured he was after the money.

A fellow with a planter's hat and yellow gloves

and a silver-headed cane?

- Sure was. - Why, that dirty low down.

And you picked him for a partner.

You're wrong, he picked me.

Maverick you're still alive?

Why, he massacred the Battler.

Well, well, and now we collect. Great, great.

Never doubted for a minute you'd murder him.

So sure that you want to blast open the jail

and light out with the money?

But I was only trying to protect us all.

Look, Maverick, you know y-you weren't doing so very well.

So the only way left to beat that, that crook

was to blast open the jail and take the money.

Well, marshal, you heard the gentlemen's evil intent.

What he had in mind ought to rate about 30 days?

No, with blasting powder, it's, uh, 60 days.

[Maverick] Well, let's go over to your office

and divide up the money.

We'll leave your share with the marshal.

No, no, you can't do this to me.

I was only trying to help.

Your share minus a 1 000 for Noah.

Maverick, I'm your friend.

Didn't I pull you from the river?

Didn't I let you into the gold?

Didn't I get you tossed into jail so you could...

Good heavens, what am I saying?

Hello.

I hope you enjoyed this show

as much as we enjoyed bringing it to you.

Recently, you met my good friend, Jack Kelly

playing another unpredictable Maverick named Bart.

From the letters we've received since

I know you'll be pleased to hear that

Jack will be back again next week.

It's the intriguing story of the strange relationship

between Bart and a woman with a plan so deadly

and so dangerous, she could share it with no one.

Now, you kill me, is that it, Daisy?

My life depends on it.

Don't tell me your troubles, Daisy.

I got troubles of my own.

[Maverick] Kathleen Crowley plays

the mysterious and exciting

Daisy Harris to perfection.

Are you sure you don't wanna come on to Clayton with me?

Not even if she had a sister.

Well, remember what Pappy told us.

"Never hold a kicker..."

"...never draw to an inside straight."

- Take care of yourself, Bart. - Ride easy, Brother Bret.

Goodnight, Daisy.

If the price isn't high enough

I'll make it $1,000.

Cash?

And it worked just the way we planned it.

My love.

Uh, what's your line of business, sir?

- Guns. - Oh, you sell guns?

No.

It's Indians.

[Maverick] This is grave in the town of La Mesa, New Mexico.

There are many strange things about it.

But the strangest is that no one is buried here.

Be with us next week and find out why.

The story is called "The Jeweled Gun."

This has been an ABC Television Network presentation.