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Amy, what is it?

Nothing. I'm alright, Steve.

But you're not. I can see you're not.

Somebody out there say something or do something?

No, no. Please, Steve. Just let me stay here for a minute.

- Who was he, Amy? - Who? What do you mean?

Look, you're among friends, you took one look at him

and you jumped in here like a scared jackrabbit.

- If it's someone-- - Tell us, Amy.

I told you, it was nothing.

Where is he, Bret?

It's the fat man at table five.

Please, Steve.

"Maverick."

Starring James Garner and Jack Kelly.

Produced by Warner Brothers.

From the entertainment capital of the world.

Produced for television by Warner Brothers.

[Bret] The trip from Memphis to New Orleans cost $47

if you didn't play poker.

For me the price was $2358.

Ah, but I wasn't discouraged when we docked at New Orleans.

I still had the $1000 bill I kept for emergencies

fastened to the lining of my coat with a safety pin.

One week later, I still had the safety pin.

[Bret] The seal on the envelope was stamped with a familiar crest.

I'd seen it before, engraved on the world's finest silver.

It was the coat of arms of a French family

of silversmiths, the House of Gireaux.

"If you want the other half of your $1000 bill

"come to my home at noon tomorrow

"regarding a proposition most urgent and confidential.

Raoul Gireaux, 11 Rue de la Conte."

[French accent] You're punctual, Monsieur Maverick.

Well, for a date with money, always.

- You're Raoul Gireaux? - His son, Rene.

My father is in the courtyard. If you'll follow me, please.

- Love! - Touche.

Ah, Monsieur Maverick, welcome!

I am Raoul Gireaux.

Permit me to introduce my fencing master, Herr Ziegler.

A pleasure, sir.

And now with your permission, I excuse myself.

I see you have business to discuss.

Au revoir.

- Monsieur, please. - Thank you.

Well, Monsieur Maverick, we're pleased that

our small attempt at intrigue

has aroused your curiosity.

It has, especially, since you seem to be amateurs

at this sort of thing.

Amateurs? But why?

Well, you sent me the larger half of the $1 000 bill.

- Como? - The negotiable half.

You mean, it would not have been necessary for you to have this?

I could've taken what I had to the bank

and they would've given me a brand-new bill.

You see why we need him, Rene? We have no talent for intrigue.

It was little more than a device, monsieur

to persuade you to accept the money.

When it comes to accepting money

I need very little persuasion.

Then you will permit us to make the exchange.

New money for old.

- Rene. - With pleasure.

Thanks. Um...

You've going through an awful lot of trouble to obligate me.

If that's the idea, you should've stated

your proposition first.

There's no obligation, monsieur.

That much is yours in any case.

- There's more? - Five times again as much.

What do I have to do?

To bring this man to justice, monsieur.

Well, I am making a habit to stay as far away

from justice as I can.

Are you sure there hasn't been some mistake?

There's no mistake.

We have a mutual friend, Major Carpentier.

He advised us on your qualifications.

My qualifications?

A man of imagination, but realistic.

A man of personal freedom, uh, but responsible.

And most important

a man of expensive tastes, but bankrupt.

That is why we want you.

Why do you want him?

He's wanted for the murder of my younger son.

The printing date on this poster is almost a year ago.

Why do you think I can find him if the law hasn't?

But the law has found him.

He's beyond our law, monsieur.

He's in Mexico. A place called Tampico.

Two weeks ago we learned

that our efforts to extradite him have failed.

He feels quite safe. He lives quite, uh, freely.

He even runs a large gambling casino

La CANTINA Americana.

And you want me to bring him back?

Uh, to persuade him to return.

And you're not particular how I persuade him?

There must be no violence.

The man must return of his own free will.

You see, monsieur, we are American citizen.

It is most important that we do nothing

to bring discredit upon our adopted country.

I see.

And you're sure he killed your son?

There's no doubt of it. Rene was a witness to it.

- Why did he kill him? - Why, monsieur?

Profit is this man's only motive. He's notorious.

A blockade runner during the war between the states.

My brother Victor was no match for him.

He was an artist, a sculptor.

He created many of our masterpieces.

He often worked late into the night at the forge.

Corbett knew that we kept a great deal of silver there

and that Victor preferred to work alone.

But you were there.

I came from a theater party

to persuade Victor to join us for a late supper.

As I arrived, Corbett was escaping.

He had the silver. He was armed with a pistol.

And Victor had been shot through the heart.

Do you wonder why I want this man?

N-no.

And you'll pay 5000 for him

if and when he crosses the border.

One condition, that we are advised in advance

of the time and place of his crossing.

You said I could keep this even if I refuse?

Yes.

In that case, how can I refuse?

Besides I can never say no to anything more than a $100.

Au revoir, monsieur.

♪ He's gone away ♪

♪ For to stay a little while ♪

♪ But he's comin' back ♪

♪ if he goes 10,000 miles ♪

♪ For who'd glove my hand ♪

♪ And who will shoe my foot ♪

♪ And who will kiss my lonely lips ♪

♪ When he is gone? ♪

♪ Look away ♪

♪ Look away ♪

♪ Over yon road ♪

♪ He's gone away ♪

♪ For to stay a little while ♪

♪ But he's comin' back ♪

♪ if he goes 10,000 miles ♪

Waiter, we'd like to have Senor Corbett

join us for a drink at our table.

I'm sorry, senora.

Senor Corbett does not drink

except at his own table.

You mean he won't drink with the customers?

Only when he ask them to his own table.

- Sorry. - Well...

♪ Look away ♪

Which is Senor Corbett's table?

That one over there, senor.

♪ Over yon ♪

Muchas gracias.

♪ He's gone away for to stay ♪

- Oh, Mr. Corbett. - Later.

You can't see I'm busy? Try listening.

♪ Coming back ♪

♪ if he goes 10,000 miles ♪

♪ He is gone away ♪

♪ For to stay ♪

♪ A little while ♪♪

- That was beautiful, Amy. - Was it really alright?

- Better than we deserve. - Well, thank you.

See you later?

I'm a little bit tired tonight.

- Oh. Breakfast in the morning? - Alright.

- You're still here? - Still waiting.

So you should try my office later in the week.

Well, I don't know if it'll wait that long.

I left the States on an impulse. I didn't pack any money.

But I can play cards.

I can deal any game you want any way you want.

I wouldn't know. I'm not a gambling man myself.

I merely run a business here. And my staff is full.

- No room for one more American? - Don't wave the flag.

- I'm no patriot. - Thanks anyway.

Uh, by the way, you didn't ask, but my name is Maverick.

Alright. Goodbye, Mr. Maverick.

Hello. Looking for me?

- Why, no. No I wasn't. - Ah, there's the coincidence.

I wasn't looking for you either, but we found each other anyway.

Yes. Now if you'll excuse me.

What's your hurry? Don't you trust yourself?

Implicitly.

I think your charm is all wasted on that one, eh?

I don't know. Ice melts mighty fast in this climate.

But don't you have enough women in your life already?

Now, Chicuelo, why should I be selfish?

Better get back to the mill.

Pardon me. The man you were talking to, who is he?

Uh, don't worry, I'm not anybody's husband.

- Paul Brooks, senor. - He's a dealer here?

Well, that is sideline.

His real business is, uh, the ladies.

♪ Aye aye aye aye ♪♪

[Bret] I hadn't seen any weakness in Corbett.

But anybody could see Paul's weakness.

I thought of Gireaux's trick with the torn money.

It had gotten me into this. Maybe it could help get me out.

Now back to "Maverick."

- Number three. - Number three.

Oh, my name's Maverick. You're Paul Brooks, aren't you?

That's right. Do I know you?

No, but I had your description.

- Description? - Of course.

I had to make some allowances.

For example, I would've said your eyes were brown.

- They are! - Well, that's what I mean.

She said they were the color of chestnuts with flecks of gold.

- She? - Yeah.

And she-she made me promise as soon as I

got to Tampico, I'd look you up the first night.

- You know how women are. - Sure. Sure.

Yeah, but which one?

Oh, don't tell me you've forgotten!

She was a tall brunette, about eight weeks ago, good-looking.

Eight weeks ago, tall.

Sure it wasn't more like seven? Sure?

She was with a little man with a bald head.

Not all the time from what I gather.

Well, I, I did show her some of the sights.

Rachel. Uh, Rachel Stocker. No, no, no. Stoker.

Yeah. She knew you wouldn't forget.

Well, well. How's Rachel?

Oh, same as ever. Maybe more so.

Rachel Stoker.

Yeah.

Oh, by the way, uh, she wanted me to give you this.

- What is it? - Well, she didn't say.

But she did say to tell you that

that if you wanted the rest of the story

to come to Corpus Christi.

The rest of the story?

Pardon me, but isn't that

a half of a $500 bill?

- That is just what it is. - That's all?

- That's all. - No note?

Nope.

- Corpus Christi, huh? - Yeah, Grand View Hotel.

You goin'?

I don't know.

Of course, $500 is more than I make around here

in a couple of months.

On the other hand--

She must've wanted to make sure you came.

Uh, she gave you the short half of the 500.

Yeah.

Well, between you and me, Paul

I think you can just save yourself a trip.

- You do? - Well, sure.

Can't you guess the rest of the story?

This is just her way of getting to see you again.

You probably wouldn't even take the other half of that 500.

That's the trouble with Rachel.

She thinks her money can buy her anything.

- She does, huh? - Yeah.

Well, nice to see you, Paul.

Uh, likewise.

Morning. I'm out looking for an American-style breakfast.

Well, I smell ham and eggs.

You know something, I was just trying to think of your name.

Well, maybe I can help you. It's Maverick. Why?

Well, last night I said I didn't have an opening

and this morning one of my dealers quit.

- Maybe it was meant to be. - Yup. maybe it was.

I paid him 25 a week, American. Do you want it?

- Sure. - You have it. Sit down.

Carlos, set another place. Bring some more coffee.

[Carlos] 'Muy bien, senor. '

Oh, uh, Amy, Mr. Maverick. Ms. Amy Lawrence.

- How do you do, Ms. Lawrence? - Mr. Maverick.

Ah. You, uh, do have a first name?

- Bret. - That's better.

I enjoyed your singing last night, Ms. Lawrence.

Well, thank you.

Had a feeling I had heard you before.

St. Louis?

I would imagine a man like you would know better

than to ask careless questions in a place like Tampico.

Why not? I was expecting a careless answer.

Well, you know, they have a saying down here I like.

Manana.

I think tomorrow is a much nicer word than yesterday

even in English.

Yes, I suppose it is.

Ah.

♪ We were made for us it seems ♪

♪ When I smile he fairly beams ♪

♪ We share all our hopes and dreams ♪

♪ My own true love and I ♪

♪ He's the sweetest in the land ♪

♪ And he thinks that I am grand ♪

♪ Come what may we understand ♪

♪ My own true love and I ♪

♪ When two hearts are one ♪

♪ Must be a reason why ♪

♪ He's my loving man ♪♪

Well, how is it going with your first night?

I'm learning.

Might learn more by keeping your eyes on your own table.

I don't know. Yours is pretty educational.

How do you split with your lucky friend across the table?

That's important to you?

Not urgent.

- Down the middle. - Seems fair.

It's not like I'm the only one. All the boys do it.

We cover for each other.

Yeah. Who covers for Corbett?

We don't take enough for him to feel it.

Just a little off the top.

You want some?

No, thanks.

No, when I'm playing cards with somebody else's money

I treat it just like my own.

Believe me, nothing is treated more tenderly than that.

Suit yourself, friend.

But if you're thinking of changing things around here

start by changing your mind.

You know, a man could get lost in this town.

I mean, lost where he wouldn't be found.

We wouldn't want that to happen, would we?

Now back to "Maverick."

Uh, excuse me. I guess I should've knocked.

No, no no, that's quite alright, after all

these are business hours.

- I'm sorry, Amy. - Are you?

I don't like to be clumsy. I've embarrassed you.

No, Mr. Maverick startled me, that's all.

I wouldn't want him to get the wrong impression.

Excuse me.

Well, shall I go out and come in again

or shall I just go out and stay out?

Forget it. What do you want?

Well...

...I wanna quit.

- To quit? - I've changed my mind.

I don't wanna be a dealer after all.

- Another impulse? - Sort of.

I'll never understand gamblers.

[Bret] Well, maybe not.

But you better get somebody who does to run your games.

- You? - Yup.

Now look. This is your first night. You want a raise already?

No. A percentage.

- A percentage? - Say, ten percent.

- Of what? - You tell me.

You must have an idea of what your average take is.

Average? Yes. Changes every night.

But it evens out over the week, give or take a $100.

And if your average went up, say, $500 a week...

- You'd know it. - I'd know it.

That's what I want my ten percent of, the extra profits

after I start running the games.

- Get out! - Now what did I say?

Now look, I don't claim to be incorruptible, but I run

a straight house and I settle for a straight percentage.

And I don't need a tinhorn to come in here and tell me

I can make more by rigging the games.

That's not what I had in mind.

Then where are all these extra profits coming from?

Better management, smoother operation.

A penny saved is a penny earned.

Are you telling me that my dealers

are cheating the house?

Well, it's much more complicated than that.

Then if I told you everything, you wouldn't need me.

Let me get this straight.

All you want is ten percent of what you save me, no salary?

You're ahead $25 a week right there.

Alright. What have I got to lose?

You're off salary as of now.

Give me another hour to look over the place

and then break the bad news to your dealers.

Alright, Bret. They've been told. What's your first move?

To clean house.

Alright, mister, pick up your winnings. You're all finished.

Who? Me? What's the idea?

I don't think you really want an explanation.

Take the money you've got and say goodnight.

So that's how it is. Man can't win around here.

You've been doing fine.

Well, I'm not gonna sit here and be insulted.

Don't come back, or you will be.

Hold the bet, sir. Goodnight, sir. It's been fun.

Now just a moment. I'm a steady customer.

You can't do this to me.

How about it, Sam? Can I or can't I?

Do like the man says, mister. He's calling the play.

Alright. But you'll pay for this.

We already have.

Seventeen, black and odd.

Here you are. Quit while you're ahead.

- How is that again? - I think you heard me. Quit.

- Alright. I'm out. - And stay that way.

Don't say it. I'm on my way.

You're doin' fine.

I'll clean out the thieves on my side of the table.

Why bother? You won't find any better.

Most dealers will cheat if you let 'em. You let 'em.

Well, counts out the same the second time

$2600 over and above our normal profit

for the past seven days.

Maybe you should've put our deal in writing.

What for?

True.

Ten percent, $260, right?

Right!

You know, I was gonna pay you $25 a week.

You do better than that by the night.

Not bad.

How about yourself? Think you made a good deal?

I know I have.

Now, now, wait a minute.

Hey!

You!

Corbett!

Ah!

So you had to see it done, Sam, huh?

- That wasn't very smart. - Wait a minute, boss.

- You don't think I had-- - Shut up!

And get out of town.

If I see you again, I'll kill you. Do you understand?

Sure, boss. Sure, I wouldn't give you no cause.

Alright. Now get going.

And walk, Sam. Don't run.

It makes me nervous to see people running.

Hey, Steve. Steve!

It's alright. I just got kind of dizzy.

And you, you've lost a lot of blood.

- I'll get some help. - No.

I wouldn't want this to get around.

Local police and I have a deal.

I don't bother them, and they don't bother me.

You're kind of cut up yourself, huh?

Ah, don't talk about it. I'm trying not to notice.

Let's get back to the cantina

before we paint the whole town red.

You just happen to hang around dark alleys or what?

Carlos has big ears.

Some of the boys were unhappy with your percentage.

I got to worryin'.

Good for snake bite. Private stock.

Thanks. Uh...

By the way, did I thank you for saving my life?

Forget it, can't be worth much

or you wouldn't waste it here in Tampico.

Is that how you feel, about yourself?

Let's not talk about me, huh?

Let's not talk about you, either.

Fair enough.

Let's talk about this art collection of yours.

Ah. Oh, that. It's a front. It's for tourists.

No, the cantina, that's for tourists.

This is for you.

You've got America plastered all over these walls

like a kid with a crush.

Alright. What about it?

Well, if you miss it so much, why don't you go back?

- You mean you haven't heard? - Oh, the usual rumors.

They're all true.

I can't go back. I'm wanted in the States for a murder.

- I see. - Oh, it's no secret.

They've even tried to extradite me.

Tourists don't seem to mind, though. They like the idea.

Saloon-keeper with a past.

Can't go home again because he killed a man.

Gives the place a nice touch of color.

Your extradition, has that been stopped?

Yeah. I've made some friends.

I can live down here.

But if I ever cross that border, I'd be hanged.

Sometimes I think it'll be worth it.

I'm sorry.

That's why I run this place. Fill it with Americans.

They bring some of that with them.

You do, too. Even more.

And Amy, she's all of it.

Hey, I'll go back sooner or later, Steve. Even Amy.

Not her. I'm gonna keep her here.

- How? - I'm gonna marry her.

The man you killed, who was he?

Did I say I killed a man?

You mean you didn't do it?

Doesn't make any difference. They'd hang me anyway.

Well, it still makes a difference.

Does it?

Alright, I didn't.

What did happen?

Oh, there was this French family in New Orleans.

One of the two sons was killed.

I think the brother did it, but I can't be sure.

Anyway, he's the one who accused me. So it makes sense.

Well, how did he make it stick?

That's easy.

I'm not too popular in those parts.

I ran the blockade during the war.

I caught three Yankee bullets.

But still some Southerners don't cotton to the idea

that I got paid for it.

This family has a lot of influence.

So if the brother says he saw me do it, I did it.

I didn't argue the point. I ducked across the border.

I guess it made it worse.

But it's not too late. You can still clear yourself.

Without going back?

I've thought of every way.

Now I can stay down here and stay alive

or I can go back and...

Well, anyway, I can't go back.

Steve...

...I've got $700.

Is my credit good for 300 more?

Help yourself.

Don't you wanna know why I need it?

That's your business.

Yeah.

You see, I owe a $1 000 to a man in the States.

Looks like I'll be staying here a while.

I'd feel better if I didn't have that hangin' over my head.

Take it.

- No collateral? - I've got that.

You're staying.

That's enough.

[Bret] After I sent the $1000 back to Gireaux, I slept better.

I was off the hook, and so was Corbett.

Except, of course, for Amy Lawrence.

- Amy, what is it? - Nothing.

I'm alright, Steve.

But you're not. I can see you're not.

Somebody out there say something or do something?

No, no. Please, Steve. Just let me stay here for a minute.

- Who was he, Amy? - Who?

- What do you mean? - Look, you're among friends.

You took one look at him and you jumped in here

like a scared jackrabbit. If it's someone--

- Tell us, Amy. - I told you. It was nothing.

Where is he, Bret?

It's the fat man at table five.

Please, Steve.

You have business here, mister?

Eh? What?

Oh, yeah. Eating business.

I'm liable to risk a couple of dollars

in there a little later on.

Comes off the expense account, you know?

What firm are you with?

Dollar Furniture. All the way from Cedar Rapids.

That's me there, Fred Fowler. Who are you?

My name's Corbett. I'm the owner.

Well, glad to know you. Join me.

Some other time.

Well, I'm sorry. I couldn't do that.

See, I got to catch the boat in a couple hours for home.

Well, say hello to Cedar Rapids.

Carlos, no check for this table.

Well, thank you, sir. Thank you.

- My pleasure. - Ah.

He seems harmless enough. What's it all about, Amy?

Please, Steve. I thought we didn't need explanations.

- Not between us. - Alright.

It's just someone you don't wanna see. Good enough.

- Right, Bret? - Right.

I'd better watch the casino.

Amy, do you trust me?

You know I do, Steve.

I'm not asking for explanations.

But I want you to know that you're safe

as long as you stay with me.

I know that.

But don't you see I can't do that?

- Not forever. - You can't?

- But I thought... - I thought so, too.

I thought we could be like a couple of castaways

needing nothing or nobody else.

But it just doesn't work that way.

That man out there, you were right

well, he's harmless in himself. Someone I knew quite casually.

But he's still a part of what I thought I put behind me.

There's no real escape.

Not to Tampico. Not to anywhere.

[Amy] Wherever you go, you take yourself along.

I've got to go back.

Go back?

Where, Amy? For what?

I never told you about myself, have I?

Well, I'm not going to start.

Why spoil it?

I said I trust you.

Trust me.

I have a reason.

But you're in some kind of trouble.

I don't care what. I wanna help take care of you.

You've got to let me.

I have to do this for myself.

When it's done

you'd come back?

No.

I'm sorry, Steve.

And I can't help you because I'm stuck here. Is that it?

I'm no good to you because I can't go back.

Don't say that. I know why you can't go back.

Won't you understand? I can't stay here.

Nothing changes that.

I could change it if I had to...

...if you needed me.

Don't say that. You know what they'd do to you.

Not necessarily.

I've become pretty good at ducking.

And if it means staying here just to stay alive without you

it isn't worth it.

I mean that much to you?

Amy, I asked you to marry me.

Alright, Steve.

I'll stay! I'll stay.

Senor Bret, Senor Bret, he will not listen to me.

You must talk to him. You must stop him.

Now back to "Maverick."

Going somewhere?

"This isn't the easy way. It's the only way.

"Don't try to follow me. Try to forget me.

Amy." What's it about, Steve?

I thought I talked her out of it last night.

This morning she caught a boat for Corpus Christi.

- Why? - Well, she's in trouble.

- That's all I have to know. - You're going after her?

- I've got to. - But you can't!

- It doesn't matter now. - Steve, think.

- I have thought! She needs me. - Are you sure of that?

Sure you're not doin' just what she wants you to do?

- What are you talking about? - That you...

Could be throwing your life away by chasing

after a woman you don't know the first thing about.

Shut up! I know Amy.

Oh, you're a good judge of character, are you?

Now what do you know about me, for example?

Do you know what brought me down here in the first place?

One-thousand dollars, paid in advance.

And $5000 waiting for me if and when

I got you to cross that border.

Paid by Raoul Gireaux.

But I couldn't go through with it.

You know the money I borrowed from you?

It was to send back to Gireaux to call off the deal.

I see.

Thanks for that, anyway.

Don't you understand?

Amy has managed to do what I couldn't.

- Not for the same reason. - Maybe not.

But one way or another you're walking into a trap.

Now, if she's really in trouble, let me go.

Looks like you're not much good at running errands.

Thanks, Bret, but there are certain things

a man has to do for himself.

But if she was sent here?

That doesn't make any sense.

Gireaux wouldn't send two people to do the same job.

- I don't know about that. - Now look, Bret.

I appreciate you telling me. It means a lot.

And for your sake I'll be careful.

I'll get off the boat on the Mexican side

and I'll slip across the border on the quiet.

And go straight to her?

If I can find her.

Now, Bret, don't worry. I can take care of myself.

You're in charge here until I get back.

If you get any messages from a James Stevens, that'll be me.

- I'm goin' with you. - No, you're not.

I'll say this much for Gireaux.

He picked a good man for the job. Too good.

Hey, Senor Paul!

Welcome back, Senor Paul. The senoritas have missed you.

I'll catch up with them later, Chicuelo.

Right now I gotta talk to the boss.

But he's been gone for three days.

Senor Maverick is in charge now.

- Maverick? - Right in there, si.

Now wait a minute, before you do something I'll regret...

...here's the other half of the 500.

That's it. Oh--

Now really, have you ever been paid better

for just taking a short trip?

Come to think of it, I guess not.

But why?

Well, simple. I needed your job.

Uh-huh.

And, uh, you've run it up into a pretty good thing, too.

Could I have it back now?

It's yours.

I like the way you do business.

You know, matter of fact, the trip wasn't wasted.

I never found Rachel, of course

but, uh, I found something just as good.

- Blonde, blue-eyed. - I knew you would.

Hey, something funny. I saw that singer, too.

You know, the stuck-up one, used to work here.

- Amy Lawrence? - That's her.

In Corpus Christi. She didn't see me.

See, I was getting on one boat, she was getting off another.

Do you remember how she had the boss thinking

that he was the only man in her life?

He isn't.

There was this big Frenchman waiting for her at the dock.

- A Frenchman? - Yeah. Tall, good-looking.

Dueling scar on his cheek?

- You know him? - Yeah. Ahem.

On second thought, you can't have your old job back.

This cantina is closed till further notice.

Huh?

Do you have a James Stevens registered here?

- Yes, we do. - Oh, good.

I'd about given him up. I checked every hotel.

Well, that's too bad. You missed him by about 20 minutes.

Where'd he go, do you know?

Yes, but, uh, I'm afraid I can't tell you.

Oh. Well, he's been looking for a young lady for several days.

And tonight I think he found her.

I'm not sure you understand

but when he left, he was in a great hurry.

And he asked the way to number four Cherring Road.

Hello, I'm looking for... Amy!

Steve you shouldn't have come here.

- I had to. You know that. - Alright, up here, quickly.

No wait. In here.

Alright, Amy, you wanna tell me? What's it all about?

Steve, you took a terrible chance coming here.

A foolish chance.

We were afraid you wouldn't.

When you didn't get off of any of the boats

we thought you hadn't taken the bait.

- Father. - Heh.

I don't understand.

Well, I'll make it easy for you.

The man you killed, Victor Gireaux

he was my husband.

Everything you said to me, let me believe...

You believed what you wanted to believe.

Maverick tried to warn me.

Gireaux sent him, too.

He didn't send me. It was my idea.

You thought I wanted you?

Well, I did.

I wanted you dead!

You hated me that much?

I still do.

So, he did come, after all.

Congratulations. The police know?

They'll be here. Philip's gone to get them.

Before they arrive, Monsieur Corbett

I want to ask you one thing.

Uh, please, was it only for the silver

only for the money that you killed my son?

You expect me to answer that?

No. Give me the gun, Amy.

There is a pistol in my room. Get it.

It will be better to have two guns on this one.

- Huh! - I oughta kill you both.

Go ahead! And that's your way, isn't it?

No it isn't as easy for me as it was for you.

What I felt for you, that was real.

Maybe, it still is. I don't know.

But I'm getting out, back across that border.

So I'll answer your question now, Mr. Gireaux.

Yes, it was only for the money.

I could've taken it without killing your son.

But he tried to stop me.

Think about that.

[Amy] Ah! Ah! Bret, stop, stop him.

Bret, stop him.

Hold it, Steve.

Maverick, don't let him get away.

He has just admitted he killed my son.

If you don't believe it, ask him.

You should've stayed out of this, Bret.

Is she telling the truth?

[Steve] Yes, this time.

I gotta get out of here. You coming with me?

No. And you're not going either.

You'd try to stop me?

I'd try.

Bret, there's only one way out, and it's down these stairs.

I haven't got much time. They've already sent for the police.

You're staying here Steve.

I saved your life once.

I'm not gonna have to kill you, am I?

Maybe.

Let me go, Bret.

Can't.

Get out of my way.

I didn't wanna die in Mexico, anyway.

Hello. Nice to be with you again.

I sure hope you liked the show.

Next week's story covers a period of 24 hours

in the lives of four people

caught up in the mystery and excitement of a Mexican fiesta.

[Bart] Anna-Lisa plays Karen, a stranger in a strange land

whose motives are as incomprehensible

as she is herself.

It's fantastic, Bart.

[Karen] I've never seen anything so interesting.

I wish I could make up my mind about you.

You're either the nicest, sweetest girl I ever met

in my life, or the sl yest, shrewdest thief in the world.

Stop him, please. That man in there, he's trying to kill me.

In that case, we're gonna make quite an interesting team.

- Mr., uh... - Elliott Larkin.

Larkin, you're gonna be looking for Karen to, uh, protect her

and I'm gonna be looking for her to wring her pretty little neck.

[Bart] The problem seems simple enough

find out who is the liar and the thief.

But the solution just wasn't that simple.

Now what do you know about it, Willy?

Me? W-Why should I know anything about it?

You-you wouldn't shoot, would you Mr. Maverick?

Maverick, if you're not back here in three days

I lose $10,000 and the Bella Union.

Do you have any idea what owning that place means to me?

I do now, Walter.

Good.

I never learned to lose gracefully.

You're young yet.

[Bart] It's a story of intrigue and violence

told against the background of gaiety and excitement.

It's called "The Judas Mask."

Be sure to see it next week.

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

♪ Riding the trail to who-knows-where ♪

♪ Luck is his companion gambling is his game ♪

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

♪ Wild as a wind in Oregon blowing 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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