Original subtitles

[suspenseful music]

[horse approaching]

♪♪

Buenos dias, senor.

Buenos dias.

'Que tal?'

Hey it's wonderful!

It's wonderful to find someone in the middle of nowhere

who speaks my language.

And it's almost too much for one man.

But to smell that...

[sniffs]

[Johnny] Oh, amigo.

[groans]

[groans]

Don't get too comfortable, amigo.

Oh, I...

[suspenseful music]

I do not rob you, amigo.

I need your horse.

Please, take off the gun belt, huh?

♪♪

[theme music]

[male narrator] "Maverick."

Starring James Garner and Jack Kelly.

Produced by Warner Brothers.

♪♪

[male narrator] From the entertainment capital of the world.

Produced for television by Warner Brothers.

[theme music]

Hello. Glad to see you with us again.

This week's story is about six people

with 48 hours to live.

And one of them holds the answer

the way out for the other five.

[Bret] It's called "The Burning Sky."

[carriage rattling]

♪♪

[horses trotting]

[coughing]

Here you are, Mrs. Baxter. Just hold it over your mouth.

[chuckles] No, thank you, Mr. Braus.

I can spare it. I bought a dozen of them in St. Louis.

Well, anytime you want it, just, just say so.

Are you going all the way to Yuma, Mr. Connors?

- That's right. - Live there?

Yes. I have a ranch there.

Shouldn't we be stopping somewhere pretty soon?

[Connors] There's a way station up ahead.

[carriage rattling]

♪♪

[carriage rattling]

Whoa...

Two-hour layover, folks, to rest up and eat.

You're late, boy.

I ain't late till it's tomorrow.

- Mrs. Baxter. - Thank you.

- Watch your step now. - Thank you.

That's it.

- I'll take this for you? - No, thank you.

[suspenseful music]

What will you folks have? We have stew.

Oh, well that's alright, I guess.

- A-and coffee? - Coffee, Mrs. Baxter?

- Yes, please. - Coffee for me.

[male 1] Three coffee.

The senorita will do me the honor.

- Oh, no, I have-- - Oh, please.

We're both riding on the same stage together.

- Oh-- Really, I, I-- - We should know each other.

Oh, I'm lonely. You come sit by me.

[sighs] Huh.

That's better. I am Juan Bolero.

I see you get off the stage and I say to myself

"Johnny Bolero, you are one lucky fellow."

Oh. How do you mean?

Well, does the senorita not have a mirror?

[laughs] Oh.

Senorita has come a long way, huh?

- Yeah. - From the east?

- Uh, yeah, from the east. - Uh--

You folks gonna eat? You better order something.

My pleasure is yours, senorita.

Oh just some coffee.

Two coffee, por favor.

Senorita is traveling alone?

Yeah. Mm-hmm.

That's dangerous.

Very dangerous this country.

[scoffs] I've been traveling alone since I was 12.

- It's too bad. - Is it?

Mm-hmm.

I was about to offer you my services for nothing.

Seems to me you're awful anxious to be friendly, mister.

- You got some reason? - But of course.

You sure you don't want anything else but coffee?

No, thanks.

[Braus] Yes, sir, San Francisco is a great town.

City of opportunity, I always say.

You'll like it, Mrs. Baxter.

Thank you.

You ever been there, Mr. Connors?

- Yes. Once or twice. - Like it?

- No. I prefer my ranch. - Mm.

Well, everybody to his own taste.

Difference of opinion.

That's why we have horse races...

...and juries.

- Will you excuse me, please? - Certainly.

Braus.

Buy you a drink?

Well, not right now, Mr. Connors.

Thanks anyway.

[door opens]

[door shuts]

I hope you're not feeling ill, Mrs. Baxter.

Riding a stage can be real tiring.

I'm quite alright.

Do you know anyone in San Francisco, Mrs. Baxter?

No, I'm afraid I don't.

Well, then maybe I can be of some help

to you when we get there.

I'm sure you think of yourself as being very subtle

Mr. Braus, but it's not one of your virtues.

It doesn't seem to be one of yours either.

I thought it would be lost on you.

You've made repeated references to St. Louis and juries.

That's only because I wasn't real sure

that your name was Banning, Mrs. Baxter.

Well now you know.

What do you want?

You're going to need a friend.

Someone who can keep a secret.

For a price?

I'd like to help you in an advisory capacity.

Help you make investments, turn a profit.

Naturally, I'd expect a small commission.

You're a blackmailer.

You're a filthy, cheap, little blackmailer.

Not at all. I'm a investment counselor.

You know, a woman like you needs to be accepted in society.

You're a wealthy woman, a lady.

You should live like one.

You can as Mrs. Baxter, but not as Mrs. Banning.

Oh, you don't have to make up your mind right now.

When we get to San Francisco, you--

You alright, Mrs. Baxter?

Yes, thank you.

[suspenseful music]

Been west very long, Mr. Braus?

No. Why?

When a man offers to buy you a drink, you accept.

Not unless you're thirsty.

And when we arrive at Yuma, senorita, I would...

[groaning]

[sighing]

So the horse's leg was not broken, huh?

Oh, it was broke. I had to shoot it.

Yeah, but there is no reason to shoot me.

[sighs] Maybe I'll break your leg.

That would be a reason.

[chuckles] I can understand your anger

but my need was greater than yours.

And I am gonna stay right here until I see

what you're gonna do about it.

[sighs] Alright, Johnny, you can get up.

Senor Maverick

your horse is outside.

[Bart] Yeah, I saw my horse.

Take about a week for it to rest up.

♪♪

[carriage rattling]

If senorita will permit, I'd be glad to take care

of your so heavy bag.

No, thanks.

[sighs] Thank you. It isn't that heavy.

[carriage rattling]

♪♪

Oh, I'm sorry. You should have awakened me.

It's alright, honey. You had a nice little nap.

[gunshots]

♪♪

- What is it, Maverick? - Take a look.

[horses trotting]

[ululating]

♪♪

[indistinct yelling]

[horses trotting]

[carriage rattling]

[indistinct yelling]

It's not like Apaches to chase a stage.

They usually hit patrols and ranches.

[carriage rattling]

[indistinct yelling]

[carriage rattling]

♪♪

[indistinct yelling]

♪♪

[horses trotting]

There's an adobe ruin not far up the road.

If we can make it, it'll give us cover.

[carriage rattling]

♪♪

[carriage rattling]

[horses trotting]

[carriage rattling]

[crashing]

[horses trotting]

[grunting]

[grunts]

Where are they?

They probably cut across to pick up

the road further on.

Get those women out of there in a hurry.

- Senorita. - Hold on.

- You alright, Mrs. Baxter? - Uh-huh.

Hey, amigo.

[Connors] We are... Easy now.

[grunts] Alright, stay right there.

- He's dead? - Yeah, he's dead.

Hey, Connors, get those women out of here.

Yeah. Come on.

- My bag. My bag! - Come back here.

- My... - Look.

Look, if you're gonna die, do it for something

more than a couple of dresses!

[panting]

[suspenseful music]

♪♪

Hey, amigo, it looks like

there's no place to go from here.

I'd say if we did go, we'd never get there.

[gunshots]

How many of them did you count?

- Twelve. - That's what I got.

[gunshot]

Eleven.

[gun cocks]

Why don't they rush us?

Why should they, Mr. Braus?

There's a better way to do it.

[Bart] They let the sun work for 'em.

How much water we got?

[clacking]

[water gurgling]

That's it.

That's all of it.

Oh. They're as bad off as we are.

Too bad that's not true, Mr. Braus.

Yup.

Their horses are probably behind the high rock.

They could send somebody for water whenever they need it.

Uh, we-we could go out the other side.

Keep low, they won't see us.

Yeah, you could do that, Mr. Braus

but it wouldn't be long before they did see you.

Then where would you go?

They'll jump on a horse or two and run you down.

[Bart] There wouldn't be anything you could do about it.

You better just make yourself real comfortable, Mr. Braus.

[rustling]

[sighs]

You know how hot it can get out here?

No. And I don't wanna learn.

We'll last one

maybe two days, the most.

There's a return stage due from Yuma.

It's gotta pass right by here.

Couple of shots from us, and they'd know we need help.

If it comes.

- If? - Look, it...

It may be two, four, eight days.

That stage only runs when there's mail

or enough passengers to make it pay.

You keep cheering me up, Connors.

Mm. Look what three hours has done to us already.

Yeah.

We can last out today.

I'm not so sure about tomorrow.

[chuckles] What do you want from me, a rain dance?

No, no, I was just thinking we ought to try

and get out of here tonight.

I thought of that, too, but I keep coming back

with the same answer.

They won't let us.

[chuckles] Nah.

They'll stick pretty close behind those

big cool rocks all day.

And at night they'll be all around us.

I still think we should try it.

If we did get away, where would we go?

Oh, not we. Just one of us.

Now, one of us could circle around behind that high rock

get to their horses, grab one

drive the rest of them away and bring back help.

Connors, as long as you're not asking for volunteers

I think that's a great idea.

Amigo.

[suspenseful music]

[gunshot]

What's that for, Johnny? He's carrying a white flag.

Si.

He was carrying a white flag, but he had a gun attached to it.

I know these Apaches.

He'll kill as many of us as he can even if he get killed, too.

No Apache would wave a flag of truce

and then start shooting. That was no Apache.

[Connors] Didn't even look like one. Didn't walk like one.

I've lived around them for more than 20 years.

And that was no Indian.

Well, whoever they are, they wanted to parley with us.

He killed any chance we had.

I do what is best for all of us.

Alright, Johnny, ahem

seeing as how you have our best interests at heart

we're gonna let you do something about it.

One of us has to try to get out of here tonight

to get to their horses.

I know how anxious you are to make up

for that, uh, little mistake you just made.

Oh, no, amigo, I not anxious.

I think we vote, si?

Good. I vote for you.

So do I.

Maybe the others, they vote?

[Bart] Oh, I think they'll vote for you, too.

You're the leading candidate, the people's choice.

Johnny, don't pass up a good bet.

I think the man who gets out of here might be

the only one to get out alive.

Si.

[suspenseful music]

♪♪

[theme music]

[male narrator] Now for the next act of "Maverick."

[theme music]

[suspenseful music]

It's sure quiet out there.

Si.

- Johnny. - Mm?

You've got just five minutes left.

Amigo, they must have a guard on those horses.

- I'll get killed for sure. - True.

Any last words, like, uh

who those nice, quiet fellows out there might be?

I, Johnny Bolero, should know this?

Mm-hmm.

I agree with Connors, Johnny.

I don't think they're Apaches at all.

And I think you had some other reason

for shooting that fellow with the white flag.

What was it?

[chuckles]

Amigo, you're talking puzzles.

What a beautiful night.

I hope it's not my last.

So do I.

Gracias.

I think we've got a very good chance.

Mr. Connors

are you always this kind and thoughtful

or have I earned some special consideration

without knowing it?

[chuckling] Well, let's...

Let's say that I think you'd find a hard time

convincing my ranch hands that

I'm always so thoughtful and considerate.

Oh, speaking of the ranch

that's something you oughta see.

Oh, it's as green as all this is barren.

If we get out of this, and I think we will

you oughta stay there a while and rest up

before you go on to San Francisco.

My sister lives there with me

and I think you and she would hit it off just fine.

♪♪

That's very kind of you Mr. Connors.

But I'm afraid I have to say no.

I see.

Well, I reckon I got a little carried away there for a minute.

Sorry.

Johnny, the night will be over before you get started.

I'm willing it should be.

I could get killed out there, I told you.

Better go, Johnny.

Si.

[suspenseful music]

[gunshots]

[gunshots]

[gunshots]

[panting]

- Are you hit? - I don't know.

I too scared to find out.

But, amigo, this I do know.

They all around us. We don't get out of here.

Yeah, well, there's one thing left to do.

- We've gotta talk to 'em. - Talk?

Talk about what, about how

we got two swallows of water left?

That the stage might come?

They want to talk to us.

No, they don't. You don't under--

Oh, Johnny, shut up. Go ahead, Maverick.

Well, it's pretty plain they want something.

Anybody in here know what it is?

[panting]

Well, somebody will have to go out of here tomorrow

under a flag of truce.

Who?

I go tonight. Tomorrow somebody else go.

Alright, we'll draw lots!

You think they'll honor our flag

after the way Bolero shot their man?

Sure death, I don't see why any innocent person

should have to risk his life.

Which one of us knows who is innocent?

[sighs] Somebody in here knows what they're after.

- Which one of us is it? - It's Bolero.

That's why he shot that Indian, or whatever he was.

I begin not to like you. I think I kill you, too!

Johnny, Johnny, take it easy.

Now look, one more day under the sun

and we'll all be dead. And they know it.

[Connors] If no one here wants to give us the answer

we'll have to find it out from them.

As for me, I'm willing to take my chances on drawing lots.

[sighs] Alright.

Might as well get it over with.

Mrs. Baxter, have you got anything that we could use?

I have some paper.

Good. Would you mind tearing it into four strips?

Three long and one short.

♪♪

[paper ripping]

[paper ripping]

[suspenseful music]

Connors, why don't you go first?

Alright.

[clears throat]

After you, amigo.

[sighs] Why don't we make it two out of three?

♪♪

♪♪

It would seem the birds have gone back to their nests.

- All of them. - Where else would they be?

That's the only place they got to hide in the daytime.

Well, if I'm not home before dark

don't wait up for me.

♪♪

Amigo!

Come back! Come back, amigo!

♪♪

[Johnny] 'Amigo, come back!'

♪♪

[gunshots]

- What was that for? - They would kill him.

You were right, Senor Connors.

Those men out there are not Apaches.

They are my compadres.

A fine time to tell me that.

They would kill you. I don't want you killed.

[Connors] That means it's you they want.

No. They don't want me at all.

I only say they are my countrymen.

Believe me, Senorita Letty, it pains me to say this

but it is the senorita they want.

You're a liar.

Forgive me, senorita

but they are after the money.

[Connors] What money?

[Johnny] A half-million dollar.

Hey!

[Letty] Told you he was a liar.

He just wants to save his own skin.

It's your turn, Johnny.

Amigo, when Senorita Letty leave Mexico

she take with her almost half a million dollar.

- This I know. - She couldn't carry that much.

It was in paper money. United States paper money.

Then where is it?

You don't see it, do ya? Go on, rip open the bag!

[thuds]

Maybe you think I got it on me. Huh.

Maybe you'd like to search me.

Now look, lady, you've been hanging on to that bag

like it was part of your arm.

It's hard to believe a few costumes

would be that important.

The money was in the bag then, wasn't it?

No.

She could have buried it last night.

Where was she?

There. That's where she spent most of her...

[gunshot]

Ah! Get away from there!

- Uh... - Get away. Get...

[sobbing] Let go of me. Let go of me.

[sobbing] Let go.

Let go!

[sobbing] Let go...

[sobbing] That isn't mine.

- And it isn't yours either. - Letty.

[sobbing]

Belongs to the Banares family.

The Banares family?

[Johnny] Si.

When the Juaristas take over my country

the Banares have to get out.

And they leave their gold behind.

It was very sad.

About a year ago Senorita Letty come to Mexico.

And pretty quick she's changing gold into dollars.

[sobbing] I did it for the Banares family.

They're in San Francisco now, living like beggars.

[panting]

[sighs] You couldn't believe that, could you?

You couldn't believe anybody could be that honest.

Si. It is hard to believe.

[Letty] They don't care whether you believe it or not.

[sobbing] I know the Banares.

I love 'em like they're my own. Better than my own.

[sighs] Alright, Letty.

Go on with the rest of it.

[sobbing]

[sniffles]

[sighs] When they heard I was gonna work in Mexico City

they come to me, told me about the gold.

Asked me to get it out for 'em.

Dolores Banares went with me.

[sobbing]

They killed her.

I know they did. The ones that wanted the gold killed her.

[sniffles]

One night I went backstage in the cantina

to my dressing room.

Dolores was gone. They took her.

You're one of 'em! You did it!

- Let me go! - Yeah, they kill her, si.

But when I find out about it, I leave them.

I want no part of them.

I'm a greedy man, si. I love money.

But I don't torture or kill a woman to get it.

That's why I'm not with them!

Then it's the money that they're after.

Well, they're not gonna get it.

[panting] I'm gonna take it to San Francisco with me

and nobody is gonna stop me!

Now hold on just a minute. Let's be reasonable about this.

They want the money, we want our lives.

So I say give them the money.

You're not gonna get it to San Francisco anyhow.

Letty, how much money is there?

- Quarter of a million. - There should be more.

Much more.

There's only 300,000.

I left 60,000 behind, still in gold.

- Where? - We're wasting time.

We all know we can't last a day without water.

- So I say give them the money. - Look...

Well, you all voted on everything before.

Vote on this, too, please.

I can't go back to San Francisco to the Banares

and then tell them Dolores is dead and take 'em nothing else.

Well, the, maybe the stagecoach will come by today.

I vote we give them the money.

Connors?

[sighs]

Give them the money.

Johnny?

No.

I vote no.

[Braus] How about you, Mrs. Baxter?

You better vote with me, Mrs. Baxter.

- Or what, Mr. Braus? - Just say yes.

Or you'll tell everyone that

my name is Banning?

This isn't the first time you've tried to blackmail me

Mr. Braus, but it's the last.

What Mr. Braus is trying to say

is that unless I vote with him

he'll tell everyone that I was on trial for killing my husband.

I knew that, Mrs. Baxter.

You were also acquitted.

I saw some of the newspapers on my way through St. Louis.

And you still...

I'm sorry, Mr. Connors.

I'm gonna have to see it Letty's way.

[Baxter] How do you vote, Mr. Maverick?

Well, somehow I can't bring myself to vote

for giving away a quarter of a million dollars.

It's against everything I believe in.

Think a minute. You'll die here.

Well, I hope not, Braus.

So I'd like to reserve my vote for a little later.

Maybe something might turn up. Maybe even that stagecoach.

Thousand-dollar bills. Tsk.

They're just the kind I'm partial to.

[ominous music]

What do you think, amigo?

Mn-mn.

And it's hot.

[chuckles] Si.

It's not yet the middle of the afternoon.

Maybe it's better we give them the money.

Maybe.

[Connors] We'll never make it.

There's no water left, the heat will get

to a 110 or better if it's not there already.

Still a chance that stagecoach will come through.

Give it up, Maverick.

If the stage does come, they've got to go back for help.

Sorry, Letty, looks like we'll have to give it to 'em.

Oh, no.

There's nothing else we can do.

But it isn't ours to give.

It might buy our lives.

Oh, no, you're wrong. It won't.

Listen, everyone thought the Banares fortune is worth

over half a million in gold. But it wasn't.

That's all there was, except for something I left back in Mexico.

Do you think those men out there will believe you

when you tell them that's all there is?

They'll wanna know where the rest is.

You know, she tell the truth.

Mi compadres out there are bad men.

[Johnny] Everybody in my country heard that

the fortune is over a million dollar.

They'll never believe it.

We'll make 'em believe it.

You're a fool if you think that.

They kill before to get it.

They'll kill again.

[suspenseful music]

Braus get back here!

- Here it is, the money! - Get back here, you idiot!

[Braus] Here's the money. The money.

- Here's the money. - Braus!

[speaking in foreign language]

[Braus] Here it is!

[thuds]

[gunshots]

[panting]

Well, Letty, now nobody's got it.

All they have to do is wait for the sun to bake us to a crisp.

Hey, amigo.

He is closer to us than to them.

We could get it.

What good will it do you? Die wealthy?

A man could do worse.

But if I go out there, I will not do it for nothing.

I will be a brave man because I am a greedy man.

'Senorita, for $10,000 I go bring you back the money.'

That's all you'll take?

Oh, I-I never lie.

Steal, yes, but I never lie.

Amigo, you need a little help?

For half my 10,000?

If you insist.

Bueno, I need a little help.

Ah, the sun's got you both. What good will it do you?

That stage comes by now with that money lying out there

those boys will stop waiting.

They'll rush us for sure.

Amigo, look.

[suspenseful music]

Senorita, you are one lousy shot.

- You ready, Johnny? - Si.

Oh, give it up, Maverick.

Let him give them the money.

I wish I could, Connors

but I'll never get another good night's sleep again.

[sighs]

Alright, go ahead. We'll cover you.

Senora Baxter, here.

Have a little fun.

ándale, amigo.

♪♪

[bullet ricochets]

[gunshots]

♪♪

[gun cocks]

[suspenseful music]

[gunshots]

[screaming]

♪♪

[gunshots]

[gunshots]

♪♪

[gunshots]

♪♪

[gunshots]

[bullet ricochets]

[gunshots]

[ominous music]

Did I kill him?

[Bart] He's dead.

Then I killed him.

That's something you'll never know, Letty.

He picked up another shot just now.

[ominous music]

[exhales sharply]

[exhales sharply]

Mr. Connors?

Hm?

This must be even worse for you.

You're so near home.

[chuckles]

Almost close enough to smell the dew on the grass.

Ah, it's such a beautiful place.

The whole valley is as green as springtime.

Now, if some miracle should get us out of here

I still want you to stop with us a while.

You're a strange man, Mr. Connors.

The whole city of St. Louis thinks

I deliberately shot my husband

claimed I thought it was a burglar.

And that doesn't disturb you one bit.

Jury acquitted you.

The jury thought there was a reasonable doubt.

The whole city of St. Louis

didn't get a chance to know you as I do.

- You see, uh, I think-- - Please.

The whole city was right.

I knew he was no burglar.

I knew he was my husband when I shot him.

[tense music]

[theme music]

[male narrator] Now back to "Maverick."

[theme music]

[tense music]

Hey, amigo.

[Bart] What?

Once in Mexico City

I see a gun, very strange gun.

It's made in your country.

I don't know how it's called

but it goes brr...

I sure wish we had it now, huh?

It make all the difference.

It's called a Gatling gun.

That's right, a Gatling gun.

Now, while you're at it why not just start wishing

for a troop of cavalry?

I'm wishing.

Yeah.

You do that.

- Letty. - Yeah?

About that 60000 in gold

you said you left in Mexico City.

- What about it? - You think it's still there?

I'm sure of it.

If I get you out of here

would you tell me where I could find it?

Oh, mister, you get me out of here

I'll get it for you myself.

You got a deal.

Johnny, we're gonna use that Gatling gun of yours.

[Bart] Connors, how many bullets you got?

[Connors] Just what I got in my belt.

[sighs] Good. Toss them over, will ya?

Alright.

- Your revolver fully loaded? - Yeah.

Uh, Mrs. Baxter, you got anymore of that paper left?

- Yes. - Bring it over.

- Johnny, give me that canteen. - Mm-hmm.

- I'll need a knife. - I got one.

- I always got one, too. - That's good.

[sighs] Now pry the slugs off of the top of these cartridges.

[suspenseful music]

[grunts]

Pour the powder right on top of this piece of paper.

And don't you spill any.

[Bart] Drop the slugs in the canteen, Johnny.

[sighs] I figure it'll take five seconds for this fuse to burn down.

So I'm gonna have to be pretty close to those rocks

to make sure I toss the bomb over them.

Amigo, a very unpleasant thought occur to me.

Yeah, well, maybe you better not tell me about it Johnny.

You're gonna be out there alone

and they're gonna be shooting at you.

Maybe I better go shoot at them

so they cannot shoot too good at you.

You know, you've got a long way to run

before you throw the bomb.

And you'll get half of my 60,000.

If you insist.

[sighs]

- I insist. - Bueno.

We're gonna need all the cover you can give us.

- You'll get it. - I await your command.

Let's go earn that money.

[gunshots]

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[gunshot]

Ah! Ah!

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[bullets ricocheting]

[gunshot]

[suspenseful music]

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[gunshots]

[suspenseful music]

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[gunshots]

[gun cocks]

[suspenseful music]

[gunshots]

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Watch 'em.

[explosion]

[rumbling]

[suspenseful music]

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Well, we got our miracle.

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I wanna ask you a question.

There's more to your story than what you've told me.

Isn't it?

I was pretty sure I was right.

Yes, you were.

Would you like to tell me about it now?

[Connors] It might be important to both of us.

He wanted a divorce to marry someone else.

I agreed, and then he learned

she wouldn't marry a divorced man.

The night he died...

...he came home drunk and he tried to kill me.

We struggled.

I see.

Mr. Connors

I love his family very much.

I could never tell what really happened.

I never have till now.

Mrs. Banning, have I ever told you about my ranch?

Uh, not nearly enough.

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[grunts]

Feeling better, Letty?

Yeah.

Senorita, how about the money?

[sighs] I left it in a hotel in Mexico City.

- It's called the La Paloma. - Si.

In the patio is a well, and I put the gold in a canvas bag

dropped it in the well.

You know the hotel, Johnny?

Amigo, I not only know the hotel

I know the well well.

[all laughing]

You think the gold is still there?

Amigo who's gonna fish in a well

except you and me?

Oh. Here.

- Now very easy at first. - Thank you.

Connors, you want Johnny and me to ride along

with you and the lady before we head south?

Won't be necessary, Bart.

- Johnny, we better go. - Si.

- Connors, good luck. - Same to you.

[chuckles] Mrs. Baxter.

- Thanks, Letty. - Thank you.

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Hasta luego!

- Good luck. - Let's go, Johnny.

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Hello. Glad to see you again.

I have some happy news for you.

Samantha Crawford is back again with another scheme

one that takes me in completely.

Do you recognize any names on this list?

If these men knew you were carrying their names around

in a bag with only $20,000, they'd feel hurt.

[chuckles]

- Have you ever met any of them? - No. Have you?

Well, indirectly. I've watched them play poker.

Bret, each of them thinks

he is the world's greatest poker player.

But I know who is. Heh.

We're getting to the point now, aren't we?

[Bret] Diane Brewster as Samantha

is as charming and larcenous as ever.

[door opens]

What's the matter with you? You shouldn't be here.

I came up to see how things was.

Oh, things is just fine, Mr. Logan.

Now please go before the others get here.

It's gonna be alright, ain't it?

Certainly. Now go, please.

Trusting you all the way would take half the fun out of life.

[chuckles]

Oh, I wonder what it would be like.

- What? - Being married to you.

We couldn't afford it.

Couldn't you have waited dinner?

Leave it alone.

Alright, you can put 'em down now.

For what we've got to do, we're gonna have to trust each other

at least for a while.

Mr. Maverick, you're a thief.

I repeat, sir, a thief.

But one with imagination.

What better way to steal a $100,000?

And we can't prove a thing.

Ooh.

[suspenseful music]

There'll be another one along to see what happened to him.

[Bret] It's a story with an unusual blend of action

intrigue and humor.

Be sure to see it here next week.

It's called "The Seventh Hand."

[suspenseful music]

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