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Good old Bret.

- Where is it? - It?

You know what I'm talking about you lying, thieving wretch.

You stashed that money somewhere

before you rode into town.

Maverick, you're rumpling me.

Well, where is it?

I can't tell you.

What do you mean you can't tell me?

Well, can't you see, old boy?

You're the only friend I have in this town.

If I told you where the money was

then I wouldn't even have you.

I am not your friend, Buckley.

Oh, yes. Oh, yes, you are, Maverick.

Nobody but a friend would do what...

...what you're going to do for me.

Well, what might that be?

You're going to break me out of this preposterous jail.

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[Bret] Up till about 1869

nobody had ever heard of a town

named Junction Flats, Wyoming.

Then, all of a sudden

Junction Flats got its name in all the papers...

...for a while.

It was in Junction Flats that a staunch young sheriff

named Morrison Pyne single-handedly captured

Hognose Hughes...

...the terror of the western plain.

As it turned out, Sheriff Pyne's day in the sun

was a pretty short one.

Because it was from this same jail

on the same day...

...that Hognose Hughes made

his spectacular escape to freedom.

On his way to the city limits he lowered the population

of Junction Flats ten percent

by killing 13 of its leading citizens.

The fellows who untied the sheriff said he was

fit to be tied all over again.

That's all there is to the story.

The only reason I mention it at all is...

...oh, about eight years later

I happened to pass through the town of Broken Wheel

about 40 miles west of Junction Flats.

I was minding my own business, which is poker.

One look into the community center

and I knew I was in the wrong town.

Maverick, hold up there.

Dandy Jim Buckley.

By George, it is a small world, isn't it?

"Crowded" is the word for it.

Do you know, if I hadn't looked up when I did

we'd have missed each other again.

Yup.

Well, tell me about yourself.

How have you been, and what have you been doing?

And, um...

...have you got any money?

Take care of yourself, Buckley.

Maybe we'll run into each other again sometime.

My dear Maverick, I can't tell you

how I've missed those little drolleries of yours.

You have the refreshing wholesomeness

of a genuine frontier wit.

You do have money, don't you?

Not for you, Buckley. If you want to steal money

do it from somebody else.

I can't blame you for saying that.

You're remembering me the way I used to be.

I'm not like that anymore, Maverick.

I'm a new man, and a better one.

Yeah.

I'll tell you what did it.

I suddenly realized that an honest dollar

is easier to come by than a crooked one.

It's changed my whole life, Maverick.

It gives you a good, clean feeling...

...working for the living.

Don't get me choked up, Buckley.

I've got to have $2000...

...and you're going to give it to me.

Goodbye, Buckley.

Uh, you're not to look at it as a loan.

You're simply putting your money to work.

I'm not going to keep anything from you, Maverick.

A certain business contact, a large legitimate corporation

finds itself pathetically in need of horses.

Any kind of horses, all they can buy

for whatever they have to pay for them.

- Horses? - Yes.

I have acquired this whole territory...

...as a horse buyer, and they'll pay me

a commission on every horse.

Um, Buckley, I-I'm trying to picture you

as an honest tradesman... and it isn't easy.

Now, tell me.

Who are these people you're dealing with

and-and what's their grift?

Maverick, I'm not selling anything. I'm buying.

There's no con game in which you buy.

Now, give me the 2000 like a good boy

and I'll guarantee you at least 4000 back.

I'm putting 2000 of my own in it.

That's how much I think of this proposition.

[Bret] Deep down in his depraved little heart

Dandy Jim Buckley knew that he had me.

He knew, and I knew...

...that I couldn't sleep until I'd figured out

what he was up to.

It was nothing but curiosity that was making me do

something no sane man would do.

I was drawing to an inside straight.

One thing about Dandy Jim Buckley

he was never predictable.

He was doing the last thing on earth

I ever expected him to do with my $2000.

He was buying horses...

...lots of horses.

In fact, it seemed at times as if he had his heart set

on buying every horse in town.

Day after day, he had been buying those horses.

Night after night, I'd been going without sleep

trying to figure out why.

Then, early one morning, a little before noon...

...something seemed different.

It was like Sunday morning in the middle of the week.

Not a sound anywhere.

And then I suddenly knew.

Dandy Jim Buckley had struck.

Hey, what's happened? Where is everybody?

- Gold. - Gold what?

Ain't you heard? They found gold over at Cobb's Creek.

Who found gold?

Some prospector snuck in and filed a claim.

But the whole town knowed it in 20 minutes.

- Well, tell me something-- - I ain't got time...

...to tell you nothing, mister.

Fifty dollars.

I'm sure if we talked it over

we could arrive at some equitable figure.

S-s-six...

Well, who's got time to talk?

[Bret] Buckley...

...if you lay a hand on my horse

you'll never need yours again.

Maverick, old boy. I was bringing him to you.

Yeah, by way of Idaho.

There it is again, that ready wit.

Aren't you going down to Cobb's Creek?

There's gold out there.

Oh, no need to be greedy about it.

And we have $10,000 right here.

- Ten? - Thousand dollars.

Didn't I tell you an honest dollar

was easier to come by than a crooked one?

I really didn't know what you meant at the time.

You'd probably get an argument from some of the suckers.

All those people standing around at Cobb's Creek...

...looking for that grizzly old prospector of yours.

They might even want their money back.

Yes, well... I see no use

in arguing with a rustic population.

Which, incidentally, is probably halfway

back here by now.

Look, Bret, even if the money weren't honestly come by...

...which it was.

I can't remember which money came from which room.

Let's go somewhere where we can talk.

Hyah.

[Dandy Jim] Twenty for you.

Twenty for me, twenty for you, twenty for me.

Maverick, my friend.

You're not really going to give yours back, are you?

You don't understand me at all, Buckley.

I love money, but I hate jail.

[Buckley] Twenty for you, twenty for me, twenty for you...

[Bret] The first chance I'd had to sleep in days and I slept.

Funny thing, though, when I woke up,

I felt... well, stiff.

Now, he wouldn't have gone that way

because that way is Broken Wheel.

And they'd kill him there.

My idea was to follow him that way.

And maybe just half-kill him.

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She's using it in the kitchen and the laundry?

- True. - And the bathroom?

- Also. - Even in the tub?

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Now, back to "Maverick."

[Bret] Dandy Jim Buckley was a changed man...

...getting a sense of decency.

All the other times he'd robbed me and sneaked off

in the night, he'd taken my horse, too.

Got a good cigar?

Yes, sir.

Say, I've been wondering...

...about the name of your town, sounds familiar.

Junction Flats.

Of course, I read about this town in a book.

Isn't this the town that Hognose Hughes

broke out of jail?

Stranger...

...folks in Junction Flats ain't much on reading books.

They ain't much either for talking about jailbreaks

or... Hognose Hughes.

Why would that be?

Because the sheriff here is a little touchy on the subject.

Oh.

Oh, say, one more thing.

I kind of lost track of a friend of mine.

He'd be a stranger in town. Maybe you've seen him.

There was another stranger in, just today.

A fellow by the name of Barnum.

P.T. Barnum?

Uh, that's the way he signed in.

The hotel?

The jail.

Tell me.

Fellow came in right after lunch.

Sat down at the poker table.

Joined the game.

Wasn't no time at all

before he was accusing Leroy Howard of cheating.

It was a bad wound.

He might live, and he might not.

Barnum?

Leroy.

His life's hanging by a hair.

- Leroy. - Uh, Barnum.

The folks here is hanging around to see how it comes out.

We was figuring if the boy died

we'd hang the stranger ourselves.

That poor boy wasn't no more than 28 year old.

Well, wouldn't the sheriff have something to say about that?

Oh, he'd have a lot to say.

He's Leroy's uncle.

Oh.

And he didn't like it one darn bit.

I ain't ever seen the sheriff this mad since the day...

...Hognose Hughes broke out of his jail.

Sheriff swore nobody would ever break out of his jail again.

The way he feels now, though

I don't suppose he'd mind people breaking in

for a worthy cause.

Oh, and lynching is a worthy cause.

Well, now, it does help folks let off steam.

And, two, it's a great saving in time and expense.

All the cost of the taxpayer

would be the burying of the stranger.

And him being a poor man...

Well, he'd appreciate that himself.

A poor man?

Lost all the money he had before the game broke up.

- He did, huh? - Sure did.

Upwards of $75.

That's all he had?

Uh-huh.

Anything else I can do for you?

Uh, yeah, yeah.

I'd hate to go through a famous town like Junction Flats

and not get to see the jail.

Could you tell me where it is?

I'll show it to you.

[Bret] With $10,000 at stake

Buckley would be out of that little old jail before morning.

And I'd be waiting for him.

I'd know that jail anywhere

from the pictures and the books.

That's the old jail.

The new one's on the corner.

- That one? - Yep.

[Bret] And as a law student, it disturbs me

to think of even a-a cold-blooded killer

lying in a strange jail

without the benefit of legal counsel.

All lawyers feel that way.

Sheriff, it would be a bad blow to the reputation of this town

to hang a man before the trial.

It would be in all the papers.

Hadn't thought of that.

Well, there's just you and me

between him and the fury of the mob.

He ain't got no money to pay for lawyers.

Sheriff, money is the last thing in the world

that I'm thinking of.

I wonder if I could just talk with your prisoner.

I reckon he's entitled to that.

It'll take a minute to get the keys to the cell.

You keep him in the safe?

I sure do, mister.

And I'm the only one who's got the combination.

No point in having jails

if folks could just wander in and out whenever they please.

Hey, search him.

You got a visitor, Barnum.

This fellow here wants to be your lawyer.

- How do you do? - This is Mr. Bret Maverick.

Mr. Maverick's a lawyer.

Oh, I'm very happy to know you, Mr... Maverick.

Won't you come in?

No, this here is close enough.

I heard about the trouble you were in, Mr. Barnum

and I figured you could use legal assistance.

That was very thoughtful of you.

I'm afraid I need all the help I can get.

Of course you do.

Mr. Maverick... I'm as innocent as a newborn babe.

You shot that boy. You know you did.

He shot first.

Careful, Mr. Barnum.

Anything you say can be used against you.

I'm surprised you didn't tell him that yourself.

Sheriff, I'd like to talk to my client in private.

No, sir. I don't leave nobody alone with my prisoners.

I hope you'll understand, Mr. Barnum.

As your lawyer, I'd like to see you given

all your legal rights.

When I leave this town, I'd like to leave

with a good conscience...

...knowing that you'd received a fair shake and a fair trial...

I appreciate that.

...before they hung you.

And I want you to understand the situation

the sheriff is in and not hold it against him.

He has his sworn duty on one hand

and on the other hand, he has his... feelings

for his own flesh and blood.

I understand.

Of course you do.

Folks all over the country will understand that...

...once all the facts are known.

Alright.

Talk to him.

Talk your head off.

Good old Bret.

- Where is it? - It?

You know what I'm talking about you lying, thieving wretch.

You stashed that money somewhere

before you rode into town.

Maverick, you're rumpling me.

Where is it?

I can't tell you.

What do you mean, you can't tell me?

Well, can't you see, old boy?

You're the only friend I have in this town.

If I told you where the money was

then I wouldn't even have you.

I am not your friend, Buckley.

Oh, yes. Oh, yes, you are, Maverick.

Nobody but a friend would do what...

...what you're going to do for me.

Well, what might that be?

You're going to break me out of this preposterous jail.

You don't know me at all, Buckley.

I've never broken anybody out of jail in my life.

And if I were to start, why would I start with you?

You tell me why I'd do it.

Because you're greedy.

And because I know where the money is.

And if these rubes string me up

I'll die a rich man.

Would you really do a thing like that?

Would you die with $10,000 on your conscience

and 2000 of it, my money?

I'd die happy that way.

And you're not gonna tell me?

Nope.

But I'll show you.

Now, you swear the other fellow drew first?

Have I ever lied to you?

We'll split the money again. Half and half.

That's right.

I'll take my half, plus half of your half.

My legal fee.

Oh, no, 50-50.

Well, Mr. Barnum, I...

...I sure hope you change your mind about needing a lawyer.

Alright. Three to one.

Well, good day.

[Bret] In all my life, I'd seen only one building

put together as solidly

as the new jail at Junction Flats.

But that was the United States Mint in Denver.

It's surprising how few ways there are

for an enterprising man to spring himself

from a good jail.

Oh, there's habeas corpus.

But I wasn't sure they had that in Junction Flats.

Lots of places, a man could shoot his way out.

But this wasn't one of those places.

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Are you sure that's what you want?

Well, yes, ma'am. ls there something wrong?

Well, I think I ought to tell you.

Fashionable ladies haven't been wearing tie-back dresses

oh... two, three seasons now.

They're considered, uh, déclassé.

Well, I'm afraid it's gonna have to be

a tie-back dress, ma'am.

Well, uh, very well.

We'll s-s-see if we have one tucked away somewhere.

I'm afraid this is all we have.

As I say... there isn't much demand for them now.

Well, what I had in mind was...

...was more of a red dress, ma'am.

Red?

Who on earth are you buying it for?

My mother.

Oh, your mother.

Oh.

Well, that will take a little more time.

Oh, there's no hurry.

Maverick.

Were they mice you been hollering about?

They're not mice.

But you wait and see.

- Mice, huh? - Get over there.

Oh!

Shh! Be quiet.

Hey, hey, get back over there.

Whoa!

Hey, hey, hey, hold this.

Uh, thank you, ma'am. You've been a big help.

What are you doing in my basement?

Well, I hate to say this, ma'am

but I'm looking for something to tie you up with.

Shh!

You think you can stop that music

and foot stomping long enough to eat your supper?

You can only feel so bad, Sheriff

and then the essential cheerfulness of man takes over

you start feeling good.

You've got nothing to feel good about.

How utterly appetizing.

Yeah.

Going home to supper?

Where else should I be going? I'll check in around 11.

Anybody who wants me I'll be home.

Don't you ever get tired

of playing that monotonous thing?

Well, this isn't really my chosen instrument, Deputy.

I'm a whiz on the musical saw.

I don't suppose you have a saw I could borrow have you?

You keep playing that mouth organ until I can find you one.

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And one for me.

And Buckley, you better use the chalk.

That last hundred you put on your pile

was two hundreds stuck together.

Oh.

Well, no need to argue.

One for me and... three for you.

One for me and...

...three for you.

Well, that's the lot of it.

It's a pleasure to do business with you, Mr. Buckley.

And no, Buckley.

We'll just fold them up together side by side...

...for just a teensy bit longer.

Maverick, partner.

Tell me you're not thinking what I know you're thinking.

What's that, Buckley?

You don't want that money in your conscience.

Not all that money.

Don't be evil-minded.

Now, if you'll just sit up, and turn around...

...with your hands behind you.

Long enough for me to get a loop on you.

There we go.

This is an awful blow, Maverick.

If a man can't trust his best friend...

...whom can he trust?

Well, I'm doggoned if I know.

Now, if you'll just lie down there comfortably

I'll sort of hog-tie you.

Comfortably.

Look here, Maverick.

I don't want you to do anything

you'll be ashamed of, the rest of your life.

Y-you know, the way lawyers take money is one thing.

The way thieves take it is another.

Believe me, Buckley.

This is the only part that I really enjoy.

I'm doing this for your own good.

I am your lawyer.

You're not paying me just to make you a fugitive.

I have to go back to Junction Flats

and clear your good name.

Of course, I am being a little selfish about it.

I'm trying to clear my own name, too.

I may want to come back to Wyoming again sometime.

But believe me, one of these days

you're gonna thank me for what I'm doing.

I believe my bath is ready.

You'll excuse me if I freshen up a bit.

[Bret] Well, first off, Sheriff, tell me how your nephew is.

He's better. He ain't good, but he's better.

Well, I can't tell you how happy that makes me.

Well, that's good.

Now, let's start figuring out what you came here for.

Alright.

Ain't it a wonderful thing how these young jack-leg lawyers

works day and night for their clients?

Even when they ain't got no clients anymore.

Sure beats all, Sheriff.

Well, I still got my client.

Well, maybe you wouldn't mind telling us where you got him.

- I was just getting to that. - Well, get to it fast.

Sheriff, I got a proposition to make.

Now, my client likes to think of himself as a...

...as a law-abiding citizen.

A good, honest, upright man.

He does?

And-and when I took over this case...

...my client was sitting back there in his dungeon cell

swearing he was an innocent man.

Well, state your proposition.

If you'll give me your personal guarantee

that he won't be lynched...

If you'll take a personal responsibility...

...that he'll be safe and alive

when the circuit judge gets here

my client is willing to give himself up.

I don't want him.

I don't think I heard you, Sheriff.

Leroy, when he came to this morning

owned up that he drew first.

Well, Sheriff, that's gonna make my client

the happiest man in the world!

Well, now...

I just wish there was some way

that you could get that message back to him.

How's that again?

Because you ain't in no position

to tell him yourself.

W-w-well, I don't think I'm following you, Sheriff--

Mr. Maverick, shooting people's one thing.

Folks does it all the time.

Lots of times it's done

just because they're high-spirited and prankish.

But what you did ain't prankish.

It was cold-blooded and mean.

It's a crime against nature and the statutes of Wyoming.

Did I do something wrong?

Mr. Maverick, you washed up today.

You didn't get the dirt out

from underneath your fingernails.

Now, let's see what we've got you on the books for.

Obstructing justice.

Aiding in the escape of a felon.

You told me yourself he wasn't a felon.

He was at the time.

Mr. Maverick, if you're still alive and safe

when the circuit judge gets here...

...you're gonna know where to have your mail sent...

...for the next 30 years!

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See that he stays comfortable, George.

And don't take your eyes off him for a minute.

He's the tricky one. He's the dangerous criminal.

[Bret] Goodnight, Sheriff.

Goodnight, Counselor.

Oh, I forgot to tell you something.

Don't be gabby...

...because it can be used against you.

Buckley, I'm waiting.

Well, let's see.

[Bret] It would still take him another half hour

to work his way out of his ropes.

Another five minutes to figure out

that I hadn't made off with the company funds...

...that I really had gone to see the Sheriff.

Getting into town would take at least an hour longer

than it had taken me...

...because he'd be coming in roundabout...

...so as not to meet any public officials on the road.

But then how would he know I was here?

Oh, he'd find out some way.

Then how would he break me out?

I couldn't see Dandy Jim doing heavy work.

He'd stay neat at all costs.

Suddenly, I had a horrible thought.

You suppose he'd just sit off to one side

and wait for me to break myself out?

You know, just for a change, we might play slap jack.

Alright, slap jack.

That ought to be the Sheriff.

But that ain't his knock.

Well, don't give up hope. It might be the mob.

Yeah?

[Buckley] Open up.

Good evening. I'm a fugitive from justice.

I've come to give myself up.

And good evening to you, Maverick.

I just had to come back and make sure

they were treating you right.

Good. We need another hand for the game.

You come in with your hands raised.

Delighted.

What are you doing here?

Oh, paying my debt to society.

Dandy boy, your folks will be proud of you.

Well, I always try to do the right thing.

Tell me, Deputy, which room is mine?

The last one was rather drafty, you know.

Why did you have to pick a time like now to give yourself up?

I got no place to put you.

Well, don't tell me I need a reservation

to break into this jail. You've lots of room.

You know I ain't got the key to them cells.

Th-the sheriff keeps them in the safe.

I've forgotten all about that.

Oh.

Well, do you want to go get the sheriff

or do you want me to go?

Either way is agreeable to me.

You could just as well have waited

to turn yourself in in the morning.

My work's complicated enough as it is.

Did you ever see this done, Deputy?

Try and touch your...

...hand, will you?

Buckley, I always thought you were reasonably smart.

A-aren't I?

No, you aren't.

This is the stupidest thing you've done yet.

You come busting in here with a lot of fireworks

a lot of smart Alec tricks

and they don't amount to a hill of beans.

Where do you suppose they keep the handcuffs?

The top drawer.

Oh.

All you've done is just hurt this gentleman's feelings.

You haven't helped me at all.

Oh, come now, Maverick.

Mustn't throw in your cards

before I've even finished dealing.

Well, just where do you plan to start?

You gonna gnaw through the bars?

I'll use the keys, of course.

The keys, my friend, are in the safe.

Well, what goes shut must come open again.

Could I lend you a hairpin or something?

Don't you just love his sense of humor?

Ah, what a nice safe.

I've never tried one quite like it.

Really well built.

Can't even hear the tumblers click.

Well, I hope no one's in a hurry.

This isn't the sort of job you can just rush through.

Take your time.

You're wasting your time, mister.

That safe wouldn't open with dynamite.

I could steal some dynamite.

But no no, I can't destroy other people's property.

He's one of the most kind-hearted men

you'd ever want to meet.

Very thoughtful and considerate.

Mr. Pyne, are you up?

I'm up.

Are you up early?

Or, are you up late?

Both.

What you fussing and brooding about this time?

I got things on my mind, Ma.

I don't rightly know what they are.

I think I'll mosey on down and have a look at the jail.

Sit down.

You think somebody's made off with it?

Morrie Pyne, I...

I don't know what's got into you lately.

But it's getting worse all the time.

You ain't been yourself at all since--

Don't you say it!

You ain't getting paid to work 24 hours a day.

Now just unfold yourself and...

...come to bed.

It's really quite tedious, you know.

But then it wouldn't be fun if it were easy, would it?

Nothing like the joy of honest labor.

Yes, it's all in the way a body's brought up, I suppose.

Did you ever read the story of Robert the Bruce

when you were a child?

No, and I...

...I just don't believe that you were ever a child.

Mm-hmm.

Well, Robert the Bruce was king of...

...Scotland, or one of those places.

And he was having a devil of a time.

Then one day, he was sitting in a cave...

Watching a little spider trying to spin a web across a cranny.

Six times, that little spider tried.

He-he simply couldn't do it.

But when he tried the seventh time...

...do you know what happened?

Robert the Bruce leaned over and stomped on him?

I wish you hadn't interrupted me.

I can't even remember how the story came out.

I think I've got two of them.

Those things must be frightfully uncomfortable.

He keeps looking like he's listening

for something outside.

Of course he does, because he is.

You're hoping to hear the sheriff coming, aren't you?

That's right.

Well, you should have known that.

The nature of man.

Man can't live without something to hope for.

I'm not hoping.

I'm just waiting.

That's right, don't let me stop you.

Sheriff, what a delightful... Drop the gun, please.

How'd you get in here?

Well, your friendly assistant let me in.

Did you give him your gun too?

Oh, no, he didn't give it to him, Sheriff.

My friend here took it.

The cutest trick you ever saw.

Well, it's really nothing.

I-I've done it countless times before.

Here, w-we'll show you.

Oh, I'll take the gun.

Well...

You see...

...you try and touch your hand with a...

Uh, but George forgot to back up.

Okay, Maverick, your humor is becoming a bit tiresome.

Sorry, Buckley. I couldn't resist it.

Are you gonna tie him up or lock him up?

Tie him up?

In the best jail in Wyoming?

May I trouble you for the keys, please?

Thank you. Now, if you'll just step this way.

Sheriff, I could almost feel sorry for you.

But you would have let the decent element lynch me.

- You shot that boy? - Now, that's what I mean.

So, you'll have to feel sorry for yourself.

Boys, don't leave me like this!

Shoot me! Kill me!

Sheriff, that's against the law.

[Buckley] Forty-nine eighty, forty-nine eighty

five thousand, five thousand.

This business of dividing it up is becoming monotonous.

I almost wish one or the other of us had all of it.

I know you do, Buckley.

Well, Maverick, which way shall we go now?

You can go that way and I'll go that way.

Oh.

Oh, um, may I have my gun?

You can buy a new one somewhere.

You're a rich man now.

Maverick, parting is such sweet sorrow.

I know that, too.

Goodbye, Jim.

Goodbye, Bret.

Oh, one thing, Bret.

Whatever became of Hognose Hues?

Oh, about three months later, he got hold of some bad chili

at a picnic, and died in agony.

Oh.

Oh, well.

♪ All quiet along the Potomac tonight ♪

♪ Except here and there a stray picket ♪

♪ ls shot as he walks on his beat to and fro ♪♪

Buckley!

It's me, old boy.

Where'd you get that buffalo rifle?

I found it.

Uh, on the ground, please.

Now, I wonder if you'd mind standing up?

♪ Weeping sad and lonely ♪

♪ Hopes and fears how vain ♪

♪ When this cruel war is over ♪

♪ Praying that we meet again ♪♪

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Hello, glad to see you again.

Hope you enjoyed the show.

Next week, we bring you a story of the violence and intrigue

that lay behind the admission of a state into the Union.

Next year, at this time...

...that glorious old banner

will be replaced with a new one.

A flag with 39 stars.

- You're not going anywhere. - You'll make better...

...time if you don't stop to argue with me--

You're right, I got no time to argue, now, step off.

I'm not going to follow you, we're not going to watch you.

But wherever you are this time tomorrow night

we're going to be there too.

If you haven't got that package to hand over to us...

...we're not gonna bother you with any more questions.

We're going to kill you.

No matter how I feel right now...

...I'll double-cross you when I have to.

Because I have to.

How can I be surprised?

I hate to tell you this, judge, but your bag has been stolen.

I don't believe you.

Judge Somervell, you seem to be calling me a liar...

...I'm afraid I am.

In which case, you're also calling me a thief.

That would logically follow.

I'm not really interested in who you are

or whom you're working for.

But I want that suitcase back.

And I'm quite willing to pay you handsomely for it.

I'm also ready to fight you for it.

Drop it, Maverick.

Drop it and nobody will get hurt.

This is your last chance to get out of this alive.

This is my only chance to get out alive.

[Bret] I think you'll like the mystery

suspense and excitement in next week's show

it's called "The 39th Star."

See you then.

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♪ Who is the tall dark stranger there? ♪

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♪ Riding the trail to who knows where ♪

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