Original subtitles

"Maverick."

Starring James Garner and Jack Kelly.

Produced by Warner Brothers.

From the entertainment capital of the world.

Produced for television by Warner Brothers.

Any strangers ride into town tonight?

Hey, Maverick, how much do you weigh?

Ninety-eight pounds.

Give me ten. Give me change there.

Ten dollars says he won't.

And ten dollars says he will!

Oh you're making a bad bet, Stan.

If he never said where he hid that 40,000

all through the trial, why should he up and say it now?

Because no man's gonna meet his maker

with a thing like that on his conscience. That's why.

Providing, of course, he's got a conscience.

Mr. Maverick?

Yeah?

Looks like you've got important company comin'.

The mayor and the whole honkin' town council's heading this way.

See anything that looks like a pardon?

You've got a good sense of humor.

Yeah. It'll be the death of me yet.

- Howdy, mayor. - Howdy, sheriff.

- Howdy, gents. - Howdy, Mr. Maverick.

Howdy.

Well, sir, ahem, uh, Mr. Maverick, that is

me and the citizen's committee

don't wanna take up too much of your time

because you ain't got too much to take up.

Don't tell me.

You've come here to appeal to my better nature.

Let me clear my conscience by telling you

where the money is hid, right?

Mm, t-that's right.

Mr. Mayor, uh

doesn't it stand to reason that if I could tell you

where the money was, I would've done it at the trial

where it might've saved my neck?

Mm, you might've figured it'd do you

more harm than good right about then.

Now, sir, Mr. Maverick, we figure

there's a little good in the worst of us.

And if you was to really understand how that money

you took from Wells Fargo was put in there by innocent people

widows and orphans even

well, sir, we figure you'd feel better

going to your reward if you was to know

them poor unfortunates was gonna get their money back.

That's true.

And I do feel better knowing that, Mr. Mayor.

Well, then you have decided to tell.

Well, I couldn't do that.

But you don't have to worry too much

about those poor unfortunates.

You see, Wells Fargo takes the responsibility

for any money they handle

and they'll pay back the widows and orphans.

Well, how about all the trouble that's gonna cause the company?

But I reckon you don't give a hang for that.

Mr. Mayor, if anybody ever gave a hang

for the trouble they've caused, it's me.

But I still can't tell you where the money is

'cause I still didn't steal it.

Them's your last words, huh?

Pretty close to it, I guess.

No use, boys. He's just incorrigible.

- Goodnight, Mr. Lloyd. - Goodnight, Chick.

Goodnight, mayor.

Hey, don't forget, 9 a.m. in the mornin'!

Oh, well, I'll be looking forward to it.

Mr. Maverick, I wish you had have been more cooperative.

It gives a town kind of a funny feeling

hangin' a man that's so unfriendly.

Mean to say this is the first time

you've strung up the wrong man?

Oh, no. I mean, yes.

What I mean is, this is the first time

we strung up any man, legal.

Oh, we had our share a lynchings, yeah

but we're doing this right

with a fair trial and a legal execution

modern equipment, progress.

And so what happens?

You come along and throw a damper on the whole thing

by holding out on the money.

I'm sure sorry to be a wet blanket.

But that's the trouble with innocent men.

They're just no fun at a hanging.

- Innocent! - Yeah!

Well, be that as it may, you got a breakfast coming at 7 a.m...

The town council says you can have

just anything you want. To eat, that is.

I couldn't eat breakfast at 7 a.m. on any morning

let alone tomorrow.

Now back to "Maverick."

[Bret] Why, sheriff, you've outdone yourself.

Yeah, I guess maybe I did.

Well, I've been trying to put myself in your place.

I wish you were, sheriff.

What I mean is, I can understand

how a man could be tempted by all that money

and how he could be weak enough to steal for it

scared enough to kill for it

and careless enough to get caught at it.

Now that's all human.

- It is? - Yeah, it is.

But how a man could know where all that money's at

and just leave it there to rot to where

it won't do nobody no good...

Now that ain't human.

- It isn't? - No.

And you know what I think?

I think that's a worse crime than anything else you did.

- You do? - Yeah.

Now, Maverick, I'm probably the last living person

that you're ever gonna get a chance to talk to.

So why don't you just tell me

what you've done with the money?

Now what'd be the harm?

Well, what'd be the good?

Well, it would do me a lot of good

turning up that 40,000.

Oh, it ain't the $5000 reward that I'm thinking of.

Far from it. It's just that...

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

I'll sign a paper with you saying that that reward money

will go to just anybody that you wanna name.

Kind of a legacy-like. Now how would you like that?

Would I get a copy of that paper?

Sure you would.

To keep the rest of my life?

Yeah, you could keep it for...

Maverick, you act like you don't trust me.

Oh, nothing of the kind, sheriff.

Uh, that brother of yours, you know, the one that you said

could prove that you wasn't here in Hallelujah that night...

Now he could certainly use the 5000, couldn't he?

Why don't you think about him?

Well, I have been thinking about him, sheriff.

I've been thinking about how we tossed a coin

see who'd go east and who would go west.

Thinking about how he would be here instead of me

if that coin had come up tails.

With luck like that, he doesn't need my money, sheriff.

And you do know where the money's at?

Well, I, I guess it's kind of foolish to keep saying I don't.

- I may as well own up. - Yeah.

After all, three men saw me take it.

Yeah.

But no one saw me hide it.

No.

That's my little secret.

Yeah.

And I'm keepin' it.

Maverick, that is the orneriest talk

and attitude that I ever heard of.

Well, I guess I got kind of a mean streak, sheriff.

But I hid that money good.

And if I can't have it, nobody can.

Oh, Maverick, you just oughta be ashamed.

- Forty-thousand dollars. - Yeah.

Can you imagine what a man could do with all that money?

Yeah.

A-and the best part of it is

it's all in small bills

just like they said at the trial.

Fives, tens and twenties.

- So easy to spend. - Yeah.

That's my last little joke on the world, sheriff...

...'cause when they hang me

somebody's sure gonna be

out $40,000.

Yeah, I guess that's about all the breakfast I want, sheriff.

You got a good cigar to top it off?

About that 40,000.

Uh yeah, sheriff?

How would you like to tell me where that money is at

if I could fix it so as you wouldn't have to hang?

Well, I don't see how you can do that, sheriff.

There's not more than an hour or so to go

and, and I'll have to get a new trial.

Nobody ever said I was gonna get off easy if I talked.

That ain't what I mean.

Take a look at them gallows out there in that courtyard.

No, thanks. I've seen it.

Well, then you've seen how we got that tarpaulin

draped all round the bottom of the platform?

- Yeah, that's very pretty. - Well...

That was put there because the ladies of the town

thought it would make a much neater hanging

if nobody was to see the body a-dangling

once it drop through the trap.

- It? - Yeah, you.

Now, once I spring that trap, you drop out of sight.

- Don't ya? - Yeah.

Supposin' you was to hit something soft underneath that?

Something that'd break your fall

before you break your neck?

Yeah.

Now the coroner's the only one that's authorized

to go in underneath that.

And he just cuts you loose from that rope

and comes out and pronounces you dead.

- But I'm not. - No.

And him and me, we'd dump you into a box

and cart you out of town and bury ya.

- Alive? - Oh, of course not.

We'd bury the box, but you ain't in it.

How do you like it?

Well, I like it.

Forty-thousand dollars' worth?

- L-less 5000. - What do you mean?

Well, I need money to get across the border.

That still leaves 35,000 for you and the coroner.

Thirty-five-thousand dollars.

But there's one thing wrong with it.

What's that?

The coroner. He ain't in on it.

But I think he'll go along alright.

You see, he owes me a favor.

I got him his job.

He'd go along for me and the money.

Fine, fine. But what if he won't go along?

Oh, he'll go along.

No, sir, I won't go along.

But, Ollie, there's $35,000 in it.

It's a lot of money.

It's more than that.

But it isn't worth it.

See, here, Chick, you and me, we got a stake in this town.

What's more, we-we live in it.

Supposing someone was to find out?

How would anybody find out?

Supposing someone was to peek under

the trap and see what we were up to.

Well, there's only the invited witnesses.

And they won't be here for half an hour yet.

You just tell him that Maverick's dead

and I'll clear the courtyard.

You'll clear the court...

It's too risky. Well, we've only 40 minutes.

We would've had to put something soft under there

for him to land on. There just isn't time.

There's a shack out in the courtyard where I keep

extra mattresses and blankets for the jail here.

Now you could be putting some of them up under that tr--

Why, of course, you, you got every right to be

foolin' around with them gallows.

Testing the rope and making sure the trap will work and all.

No, sir. I'm not going to do it.

Ollie

$35,000!

It's a lot of money.

And I say it's worth the risk.

And I say it's not.

- Ollie, you listen to-- - No...

- Good morning, gentlemen. - Mornin', mayor, uh...

Gentlemen, I was just telling Ollie here, uh...

You're early, ain't you?

The hanging ain't for half hour yet.

Well, we thought we'd pay our last respects

to Mr. Maverick here, share his last few moments with him.

Then if he felt like he wanted to tell us something

before he has to leave us...

You're wasting your time. I'm not talking.

Well, son, we got it to waste.

Of course, if you don't wanna do any talking

we don't have to talk.

We'll all just sit here and listen to that old clock

on the wall go tick, tick, ticking.

I-I better go get the wagon, Chick.

Uh-huh.

Did you make a deal with the coroner?

I don't know. Maybe you better tell me now.

Where is the money?

Looks like I'm taking it with me, sheriff.

Says he's got nothing to say. Guess that's it.

Now back to "Maverick."

What'd I tell ya? He never said a word.

Pretty mean trick. All that money gone to waste.

You gotta give him credit, though. He took it real nice.

I never seen a neater hangin'.

Hey, here he comes now. Oh.

Uh, come on, boys, let's give him a send-off.

Sure! Let's go.

Ho, hold on there. What's going on?

Where do you think you're going?

We thought we'd tag along to the graveyard, Chick.

Why, you oughta be ashamed of yourselves.

Huh? H-h-how's that?

Why, this fella we got in the box here

is nothing but a lowdown thief and killer.

A no-good, unrepentant sinner, right up until the very end.

Sheriff's right, boys.

Now me and Mr. Poole here, we gotta go along

'cause that's our job.

But this man here, he don't deserve no last rites

no ceremony. No, sir.

Sheriff's making sense, boys.

Seems to me the town of Hallelujah

can show its respect for law and order

by staying away from this man's funeral.

Settin' an example for other towns, too.

You tell 'em, mayor. And as far as I'm concerned...

Anybody that shows his face out there at that graveyard

ain't a durn sight better than he was.

- Aw, Chick. - I suspect he's right, though.

You know, I didn't wanna go anyhow.

That's the spirit, boys.

Come on, Ollie, and let's get this over with.

Yup, yup.

- No tricks, Maverick. - No tricks, sheriff.

Say, you said some pretty unkind things about me back there.

Man likes to feel like he's

better thought of after he's gone.

Well, I-I know one thing.

I'll feel better after you're gone.

We got no time to waste now.

Them diggers is waiting.

So come on, give us a hand.

Help us with that log. It's just about your size.

Come on!

- It won't weigh the same. - Oh, hush, will ya?

You can act like you're helping 'em carry the box, can't you?

Then if they notice any difference in the weight

they'll think that you're making up the difference. Now come on.

Yeah, I'm making it... Yes, yes.

- Oh! - Oh, come on.

- There we go. - Put them blankets in there.

There now. That's nice and snug.

Nail it down now, Ollie. You stand over there.

But what you gonna do with him?

I'm gonna keep him right here till after you bury that box

and come back at nightfall with an extra horse.

Then he is gonna take us to money.

And if anybody asks where I am, you tell 'em

that I rode over to county seat to file a report.

- I still say it's too risky. - Will you get goin'?

Yes.

You just stand over there and keep a-looking at this gun.

Mm.

Oh, sheriff, I gotta hand it to you.

That was one mighty smart stunt.

Smart? You mean, slipping you out of town like that?

Oh, that, too. But gettin' rid of the coroner.

That was even better.

Now there's just you and me

and no need to split your share with him.

Well, how do you figure that?

Well, isn't that what you had in mind?

- Let me escape? - Escape?

Well, yeah, after you get the money.

No need for you to wait here

for him to get back with the horses.

You get your money, and I'm on my way

to the border before nightfall.

You tell him I got away, and he can't tell different.

And you got $35,000 all to yourself.

Sheriff, that was real smart of you.

Yeah.

But there's just one thing that I ain't got figured.

What's that?

How both you and me is gonna get

that money with only the one horse.

Ridin' double. It's not far.

I buried it the first chance I got.

I figured it's less than

five miles due north of here.

I don't think I like it ridin' double.

Don't that kind of put me to a disadvantage?

Well, no, sir. Huh?

I'll sit in the saddle and you get up behind.

Oh, no. No, you sit in the saddle and I'll get up behind.

Anything you say. Sheriff, I'll just get up first.

No, I'll get up first, you just

stand over there by that rock with your back to me

remembering that this gun is on you just every second.

Now go on.

Alright, sheriff. After you.

Alright, now you come here and climb aboard.

Put your left foot in that stirrup

swing your right leg over this saddle horn here.

And don't kick me with it.

- No tricks. - Kick you?

Because if you do, I'm gonna blow your head off.

What do I wanna kick you for, sheriff?

You're the man who got my neck out of a noose.

Believe me I'm only too happy.

Ah! Mm!

There. That, that looks real nice.

It sure does. And let's hope that that's the last of him.

Chick, what are you doing here?

Oh, I just got by to make sure there was no slip-ups.

Alright, boys. Go on home now. Go on.

What happened? Where's Maverick?

- He got away, Ollie. - Oh, my stars!

I'll swear, he's quicker than a cat and slipperier than a snake.

Why, I just took my eyes off of him long enough to blink

and he jumped me. He stole the horse!

He got away, Ollie. He's gone. He's gone for good.

We're ruined. We're ruined, Chick. What did I tell you?

- We are finished! - Oh, no such of a thing.

Now what's goin' to happen?

What if somebody sees him running around alive?

But they won't! He's got too much sense for that.

He knows that if he gets hisself spotted anywhere

he's still gotta hang.

So he don't dare show his face nowhere.

He's just gonna get that money and duck across that border

quicker than you can say scat!

Why did I ever let you

talk me into this, Chick?

Oh, snap out of it, Ollie.

He got away, yes, but nobody is none the wiser.

He ain't gonna tell nobody what we done

and we certainly ain't gonna tell.

So all we're out is the $35,000.

That's a lot of money.

Yeah.

Sheriff, come out here quick.

What is it, Ollie?

It's something you got to see. Hurry!

Your turn, Henry. I'll be right back.

[Oliver] She says she's Maverick's widow.

- His what? - You heard me.

- Now what's gonna happen? - Well, Ollie, take it easy.

- What can she do? - What can she do?

She can claim his body. That's what she can do.

Yeah.

Howdy, ma'am. I'm the sheriff.

I am the coroner.

Did we understand somebody just say

that you was Mr. Maverick's widow?

Why, yes.

I hope I won't be unwelcome here

sheriff, because of that.

Mercy sakes, no.

And what is it that you want in our town?

Well, the first thing I want

is to visit my husband's grave.

A-a-and the second thing?

Mrs. Maverick, I am the mayor.

And speaking for all the people, I hope you understand how we...

Well, all we done is what we had to do.

Of course, I understand.

He didn't say nothing about having no wife.

No, no.

He didn't.

He was probably trying to protect my name.

- He wasn't all bad, you know? - Yes, ma'am.

There's a little good in the worst of us.

And now if you'll just show me where he is.

I'll take you there myself, ma'am.

It's a nice, shady spot. Peaceful and serene.

A man couldn't want a better resting place.

I remember him saying

"I've come to the end of my trail.

"My wandering days is over.

"Just lay me to rest here in Hallelujah

and don't never move me."

Yes, yes.

How very like him.

Right this way, ma'am.

Is there anything we can do for you, Mrs. Maverick?

After all, we feel kind of responsible.

No. No, thank you, mayor.

Forgive me.

I know I shouldn't shed any tears over him.

There, there, now, ma'am, we understand.

But try to look at it like this.

He ain't really gone. He's just away.

- What does he mean by that? - Shh.

It's just a way of speaking.

Still, I wish there was somethin' we could do for you.

The innocent victim of his transgressions.

By gum, come to think of it, there is.

- There is? - Yes.

When your husband was caught, he had a $1 000 bill

pinned right inside of his coat, and it wasn't no, no part

of that Wells Fargo money neither. It was his.

So I guess that makes it yours now.

Thank you, mayor. You're very kind.

But I couldn't accept it.

You see

every penny my husband ever owned

was stolen money.

Every penny?

I'm afraid so.

Well, we had no idea.

And since I never took a cent of that money while he lived

I certainly couldn't take it now.

Yes, ma'am, we understand.

Council was thinking of using that money

to build a better jail.

It could be kind of a monument to your husband, ma'am.

I think I like that, mayor.

Yes.

I think Cliff would've liked it, too.

Cliff? Excuse me, ma'am. Who's he?

Oh, I sort of let that slip, didn't I?

But you've all been so kind, so generous.

Well, I think you oughta know the truth.

It certainly can't hurt my husband now.

He was a bad man and he used many names.

Bret Maverick was just one of them.

His real name was Cliff Sharp.

- Cliff Sharp? - Cliff Sharp?

The man who's got a price on his head

all over Texas, New Mexico, Ariz--

Yes, sheriff, the same man that's buried there

under the name of Bret Maverick.

- Oh, what do you know? - Did you hear that?

Why, why, havin' him buried here

will put this town on the map.

But he's not buried here. Now what's going to happen?

Okay.

- Sheriff, come out quick. - What is it this time, Ollie?

Hurry up. There's something you've gotta see.

I'll be right back, Stanley. Your turn.

No. He wouldn't dare.

You see? You see? Now what's goin' to happen?

It-it's him, I tell you. It's him.

Why, it can't be. He, he's dead and buried.

Sure he is.

ls there something

we can do for you, mister?

Yeah.

Is this the town that hanged my brother, Bret Maverick?

Uh, yeah. I reckon it is.

I just wanted a good look at the men who said

they saw my brother do that killing.

[Bret] Where are they?

I was one of 'em.

Me, too, I guess.

Uh, so was I.

You can look me in the face and say it was him you saw?

Well, now I ain't so sure.

Maybe you think it was me, huh?

Well, might've been.

You look just like him.

No, I don't.

I look a little like him.

Brother Bret was taller than I am. Better-lookin', too.

Just what are you tryin' to prove, mister?

That this town hung an innocent man.

These witnesses can't say

whether it was him or me they saw.

So their testimony is worth a can of beans.

Lots of folks look like us Mavericks.

I came here to clear my brother's name

so I can go on lookin' like I do

without fear of being hanged.

Ah, just a minute, Mr. Maverick, or whatever you call yourself.

It just so happens

we know we got the right man.

You do? How?

'Cause his widow's come to town

and told us.

My, my brother's widow?

Yes.

And she also told us who your brother really is.

She did?

And who is he really?

As if you didn't know.

Mr. Sharp.

- Mister who? - Don't try to deny it.

Your brother's name was Cliff Sharp!

- Is that what she told you? - Yeah.

And maybe we just better hold you

till we find out if you're wanted for something.

Now, gents, take it easy.

Can't blame a man for trying to clear his brother's name

even if his brother was Cliff Sharp.

- Well-- - By the way, I...

I haven't seen my sister-in-law in quite a while.

Could you tell me where I could find her?

She left town on the southbound stage

about a half hour ago.

I guess I could catch up.

I won't be bothering you folks again.

[Bret] I guess you know how I felt, losing a brother that way.

Bad as he was, he was always good to me.

I always say there's a little good in the worst of us.

Hey, mister.

Don't think you're fooling me none wearing

that little mustache. I know who you really are.

Shall we turn around and tell the people?

No, no! Get out of town.

Now what's going to happen?

Now back to "Maverick."

Heel!

Heel.

Ah...

Yeah.

Hello.

Hello.

Hee-yah, hee-yah! Hut!

I usually like to know the, the people that I travel with.

But in his case it can wait.

My name is Richards. Brad Richards.

How do you do?

I'm going all the way to El Paso. How far are you going?

Not that far.

Your husband?

Hardly.

[Bret] Father?

He was there when I got on at Hallelujah.

He hasn't opened his eyes.

I'm sure if he had, he sure wouldn't have closed 'em.

Now see here, Mr. Richards, I'm a married woman.

I am on my way to Santa Fe to join my husband

and I feel no need for conversation.

Oh, ma'am, you don't understand.

This stage line once tried to hire me

just to carry on conversations with people

on these long, dull trips.

They did?

No, ma'am, they didn't.

Do you spell your name with one T or two?

With no Ts, Mr. Richards.

It's Clifford. Mrs. Molly Clifford.

- How do you do? - Hut, hut!

Ah!

Oh, no. Separate checks, please.

Leave it, waiter.

- Molly, this is my treat. - Oh.

Brad, paying my bills wasn't part of the bargain.

- But I want to. - I'm still a married woman.

What difference does that make?

Uh, I still believe in paying my way.

Alright, you're willing to gamble?

Oh. Just what do you have in mind?

Cut the cards. High card pays.

Oh, no.

Don't forget, I've seen those card tricks of yours.

No tricks. You shuffle, you cut.

Queen.

Deuce.

You lose Molly. You pay.

Oh, you amaze me.

- You really do. - How is that?

Well, I thought surely you'd try to impress me

by cutting the high card and paying the check.

But you didn't.

So I'm even more impressed.

Well, as my pappy always said

"There's more than one way to please a lady."

May I tell you something very personal?

Sure. What is it?

Well, I've been thinking about it all day.

You're just not the type to wear a mustache.

What?

Oh, well, you see, I-I grew this so I wouldn't look so young.

I have a nerve, haven't I?

What right do I have to start changing you?

Every right

as long as you don't change yourself.

Better not come in, Brad.

But we'll be in Santa Fe tomorrow.

I know.

Won't be any fun goin' the rest of the way without you.

Nor for me staying in Santa Fe.

Brad I never dreamed

four days could slip by so fast.

It doesn't have to end here you know?

Yes, it does.

- Molly. - Goodnight, Brad.

Brad, take me with you.

Is that what you want?

Yes, I'm sure of it now.

And your husband?

I don't wanna go back to him. Not now.

- Not ever? - No.

He's no good, Brad. Not for me, nor for himself.

Good or bad Molly you owe him an explanation.

I can't face him. I'm afraid of him.

Afraid? I'll be with you.

- You will? - Yes.

I don't have to go to El Paso tomorrow.

It can wait. We'll face him together.

We'll have to, sooner or later.

Suddenly it's all become very serious, hasn't it?

- Disappointed? - I don't know.

Maybe I wasn't thinking very clearly.

Maybe I didn't want to.

All I know was I saw something I wanted

and I didn't care what it cost.

You once told me you believed in paying your way.

Alright, Brad, if that's what you want.

We'll face him together.

See anybody you know?

He won't be here to meet me, if that what's you mean.

Our place is small. My husband works it by himself.

- It's miles out of town. - I'll rent a buggy.

There's still time to change your mind, Brad.

No, we've come this far. Let's get it over with.

Alright. Whatever you say.

Now get your hands up high.

- What's wrong, Molly? - You are.

You got out of character when you turned noble last night

insisted on seeing my husband. You're not the noble type.

- You got me all wrong, Molly. - Not now, I haven't.

I figure you for a lawman.

You caught up with that stage after I left Hallelujah.

Somehow you knew it wasn't Cliff Sharp they buried.

So all you had to do was get close to his wife, wasn't it?

And stay close till I took you to him.

- I can explain. - Explain it to Cliff.

Now wait a minute.

How is he gonna take it when he hears

you were ready to ditch him and run off with me?

Who's he gonna believe?

I've brought you to him with a gun in your ribs.

Cliff? Cliff, come out here.

Cliff?

He's a lawman!

That's the man they were supposed to hang!

Molly, you got a gun. Use it!

You're doin' fine, Molly. Just stay neutral.

You didn't use that gun when it would've been easy.

I don't think you'll use it now.

Thanks.

Now we can get started back to Hallelujah.

No! You've gotta believe me.

I never had anything to do with Cliff stealing.

The only wrong thing I ever did was to go there

and try and make them believe it was Cliff they buried.

Even that was his idea.

He thought he saw a way to make the law stop looking for him.

It sounded that way from the story you told.

Hangin' me for one of his crimes was good.

Burying me for all of 'em was even better.

Now we're gonna go back and dig me up.

Well, what will they do to me?

Well, they might go easier if we went back with the 40,000.

Look, Molly, I know it's here somewhere.

I'm gonna find it.

It's inside the house.

That's better.

There's still some reward money out.

And I'm entitled to some of it.

I was hanged for it.

- Sheriff, come on out here. - Ollie.

Now get a hold of yourself. What's up?

It's a... Uh... Oh, come on.

Eh, you turn. I'll be right back.

He shaved off his mustache.

Now what's goin' to happen?

...4970

4980

4990

5000 even.

And you already got your $1 000 bill back.

So that makes us all square.

Here you are, Mr. Maverick.

Well, I sure hope this makes up some

for all the trouble we caused you.

Well, it's gonna help me. It's gonna help a lot.

Fives, tens and twenties.

Just the way we like 'em, right, sheriff?

Uh...

What are you gonna do about Mrs. Sharp?

Oh she's gonna have to stand trial.

- What for? - Well...

Well, for tellin' us she was Cliff Sharp's widow.

That was a lie.

Not anymore.

Oh, yeah.

And if it hadn't been for her

tellin' the truth

I'd have had to stay buried for the rest of my life.

Well I don't know what she's guilty of

but I know she's guilty of somethin'.

And she's gotta stand trial!

Well, would you see

that she gets a good lawyer?

Why, sure, Mr. Maverick.

I'd like to leave you with one last thought.

If it hadn't been for those two crooks

you have behind bars there

this whole town would have been guilty

of hanging an innocent man.

So remember, mayor

there is a little good in the worst of us.

[Oliver] Now what's goin' to happen?

Hello. Glad to see you again.

I hope you enjoyed the show.

Next week we bring you the story of a strange reunion.

Three people who hated and distrusted each other

and yet had to meet for one last time.

[Bret] It's a little late in the day for plowing, isn't it?

Just keep digging.

- Dig. - No!

And don't you move either.

You'll remember beautiful Joanna Barnes

from her past appearances on "Maverick."

She plays Abby, a girl for whom

the reunion is a matter of life or death.

You're lying. He's dead, isn't he?

He was wounded running from the bank, and he died.

That's the truth, isn't it? Ah!

Stop it, stupid. Now use your head.

If Johnny had died, his body would have been found

wouldn't it? And we'd all know about it.

If he was alive, he'd let me know somehow.

He's too smart for that.

Election bet.

Thought you might wanna read a little to pass the time.

- Thanks. - Oh.

Now don't be a poor loser, handsome.

Oh, why should I be?

After all, I haven't lost anything.

As a matter of fact, I've gained.

How's that?

Here I sit in a nice, cozy rent-free house

with, if I may, a, a charming companion.

Handsome, you're a kick in the pants.

Don't be a poor winner, Flora.

Hyah!

Hyah! Ah!

There's action and humor aplenty in this one

with a surprise twist for you at the end.

It's called "The Lonesome Reunion."

See you here next week.

♪ Who is the tall dark stranger there? Maverick is the name ♪

♪ Ridin' the trail to who-knows-where ♪

♪ Luck is his companion gamblin' is his game ♪

♪ Smooth as a handle on a gun Maverick is the name ♪

♪ Wild as a wind in Oregon blowin' up a canyon ♪

♪ Easier to tame ♪

♪ Riverboat ring your bell fare thee well Annabelle ♪

♪ Luck is the lady that he loves the best ♪

♪ Natchez to New Orleans livin' on jacks and queens ♪

♪ Maverick is a legend of the West ♪

♪ Riverboat ring your bell fare thee well Annabelle ♪

♪ Luck is the lady that he loves the best ♪

♪ Natchez to New Orleans livin' on jacks and queens ♪

♪ Maverick is a legend of the West ♪

♪ Maverick is a legend of the West ♪♪

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