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You have asked for an answer and I have given it.

- Now, you will help me. - I'm sorry.

I won't help you fight a war that's over and done.

It wasn't even yours to begin with.

You said, you would help me if I told you the truth.

I said, I might.

I've decided not to.

You can spare a minute from hating gringos now

and then try a little thinking

try to remember what I told you.

But if you can't and you last long enough to buy that land

you better have all the mirrors

taken off the walls before you move in.

"Maverick..."

...starring James Garner and Jack Kelly

produced by Warner Bros.

From the entertainment capital of the world

produced for television by Warner Bros.

[Bart] These are the Sacramento Mountains in New Mexico.

Not too many years ago they were in Old Mexico.

No, we didn't move 'em. We just bought 'em.

Careful, señorita, I understand just enough Spanish

to know when I'm bein' insulted.

That is a very strange horse you ride, señor.

But I don't need a good one bad enough to steal it

even one with a saddle

so it's safe for you to put that away.

You are heading to the mining camps?

- Are you? - Yes.

We are going to Riverhead Camp, señor.

Well, that's the nicest thing I've heard about the place.

I was bringin' a load of goods up there, but I broke a wheel

and had to ride this noble hard-boned beast.

Would you care to go on with us?

I couldn't have said it better myself.

[Bart] Riverhead.

The largest of the New Mexico gold camps

overflowing with gold happy prospectors

all hoping to strike it rich.

Some of them will. But most of them won't.

If I were a sporting man, I'd lay my money

on that auctioneer there.

His true calling being poker.

A noble profession a wise man keeps hidden

in a mining camp.

Alright, gentlemen, there it is, a thing of beauty.

Size seven and a half, a big hat for a big head.

Now, who'll start the bidding at $25, gentlemen, $25?

Who're you trying to slick, mister?

Why, I can buy that headpiece at Wilson's for 20.

- Is that a fact, sir? - Sure as sin.

Alright, gentlemen, do I hear 22.50? 22.50, gentlemen.

I said 20!

Sold, to the handsome haggler.

Step right up, sir, and pour out your gold dust.

Hey, the sun's done it.

Hey, hey, looky here.

- A woman. - Whoa!

A female woman.

Señores, I've come to dance for you.

Fine partner you are, Maverick.

You not only don't bring back the supplies

but you ride into town with a bit of fluff

that run's off all the customers.

When did you start worryin' about the customers?

What'd you do? Trade the wagon and the supplies for her?

Of course, not a bad trade at that.

Jack... remember I saw her first.

Gracias, gracias. You are very kind.

Worth every speck in my poke. Let's see some more.

[Elena] There will be more later.

I will be here as long as you want me.

- It covers it pretty well. - Covers it?

She didn't like this one little bit.

We're gringos.

She's obviously got something in mind for us.

I wonder what?

Señorita, I'm John Wilson.

I own the only building in town here.

You and me got some things to talk over.

We have?

For certain.

A jewel like you needs the right setting.

An elevated stage and a roof over her head.

We'd do right well together.

The one's with the real dust work in the daytime.

You can't dance in the street at night.

You offer this roof to me for nothing?

Don't you worry your pretty little head about finances.

We'll settle on somethin'.

What was that you said about seeing her first?

Even the sellers are buying tonight.

Must be 15 or 20 in here I've never seen before.

Art lovers to a man.

Alright, boys let's hear the silent sound

of gold dust being aboard.

The young lady deserves this, now what do you say?

[John] Oh, and don't forget

there's good whiskey, barrel bank

dice and poker till dawn.

Just name your game and spend fast.

You don't wanna throw the bartenders off pace.

Alright, don't stop, boys.

Paint that gold pan the right color.

Where you goin', Red?

I'm just gonna make a little donation

to the señorita.

Just drop it in the pan.

I'm feeling real generous tonight.

I wanna make sure I get cred for my contribution.

Sorry, Red. Back room's private.

Oh, since when?

Since it got to be her dressing room.

She wants it that way.

I, uh... I think this will change her mind.

Don't you, huh?

- Hit him, boy. Hit him. - Come on!

Cigars, my friend.

Drop a good-sized pinch of that in the pan

and put the rest of it in his pocket.

You are pleased with business, señor?

Never better.

You wouldn't have to dance to be an attraction.

But you dance real good.

Raoul will bring the gold dust in a moment.

Fine. But you and I got somethin' else to talk about.

Yes?

You've never been in a gold camp

- like this before, have you? - No.

Well, it isn't like any other place

you've ever been in?

No, it is much more profitable.

That isn't what I mean.

A mining camp like this is a jungle.

A woman like yourself needs somebody to look out for her.

I can take care of myself, señor.

I have done so since I was ten.

You're the only woman in a town with no law.

You got any idea what that means?

- Señorita. - Bring it in, Raoul.

Why don't you go out front and enjoy yourself?

Drinks are on me.

If you're stay in Riverhead long enough

somebody is going to claim you.

That's how things are.

Somebody who is big enough and tough enough

to stand up and say you are his and make it stick.

When I take a man, he will be of my own choice.

I hope you're not as innocent as you sound.

You won't get a choice.

Then I will go on to the next camp.

There isn't any next camp.

Not as good as this one.

We're business partners already

and I'm respected in this town.

If I tell 'em you're my girl, nobody is gonna bother you.

Nobody?

Your share señor. One half.

Now, if you will excuse me.

You didn't hear anything I said!

Let go of my arms.

I'm not hard to get along with.

I'll let the word out that you're my girl

but it won't have to be true.

We can work out our problem later between ourselves.

We have no problem.

But perhaps you are right, it should be said.

But... we'll wait until someone

does tries to claim me, as you say

before we do anything.

If I didn't know better

I'd think you could take care of yourself.

Señor Maverick.

Mister, you got the wrong door.

Sorry, I just dropped by to pay my respects...

...to an old friend.

I was just going to my tent.

Huh.

- Would you be so kind? - My pleasure.

- Buenas noches, Señor Wilson. - Goodnight, Mr. Wilson.

Now, back to "Maverick."

Un momentito.

Uh, permit me to introduce myself, señorita.

They call me Gentlemen Jack Darby.

Uh, as Mr. Maverick's employer

I feel that I should warn you about--

Uh, warn her about yourself later, Darby.

At the moment, I'm seeing the lady to her tent.

Uh, would you say that I'm intruding, señorita?

- I would not think of it. - 'Cause she's so polite.

I'm afraid that I don't know your name, señorita.

Elena Grande.

I will be quite safe now.

- Buenas noches. - Buenas noches.

Old friend, it'd be nice

to have a heart to heart talk with you if you had one.

But since you haven't I'll just say, "Stay away from her."

I'm gonna have enough trouble with that saloon keeper.

I'll try, Bart, believe me, I'll try hard.

But even now, I see myself going down to dismal defeat.

Hold on to the thought, it's a good one.

Believe me, partner

if it were anyone else I'd step aside gladly.

But, uh, there's something I've kept hidden from you.

I have a blind unreasoning passion for Latin women.

Whenever I see one, something comes over me.

I-I change.

I become deceitful, cunning unscrupulous.

And then after you change?

Maverick, you're not kind.

Let's get some sleep, we still have to go

after that wagon in the morning.

Sold!

And now, gentlemen, what am I offered

for this pair of rubber boots?

- Five dollars. - Five?

Well, do you realize that my partner and me rode

through 600 miles of hostile Indian territory

just to bring these necessities to you gentlemen?

Ten dollars.

[Bart] Oh, now, this is good rubber.

It-it's pure para

from the jungles of South America.

And it'll stretch as... well, as far as John Wilson

stretches a bottle of his whiskey.

Fifteen dollars and not a penny more.

- Twenty. - Sold!

Step up and claim your bargain, sir.

Well, that's it for today, boys.

Same time tomorrow for more of these fantastic bargains.

Hey, how come you only auction an hour a day?

Well, it's simple friend, if we auction any more than this

it wouldn't be an auction, it'd be a store.

Maybe you'd like to stay open long enough

to take a bid on the whole wagon load.

You're not afraid of a little friendly competition, are ya?

It's healthy for a growing community.

Five thousand for the lot.

Now, that sounds almost tempting.

- There'd be a condition. - Oh?

Your next wagon load, you'll take farther up river.

There's other camps.

Well, uh, we kind of like it here, sir.

We thought we might parley these two wagons

into the second building in town.

Well, I got started myself with a wagon.

Well then you can understand our pioneer spirit.

There's more to it than that, isn't there?

Well, as a matter of fact, there is, Mr. Wilson.

We've both fallen in love with your Spanish dancer.

So you can see, there's just no point in talkin' a deal.

That makes it even smarter for you to talk a deal.

Not you, too.

Ain't that a cryin' shame?

Might be at that.

We'd better start playing poker tonight

otherwise we'll be losing money.

Partner, I think we've waited long enough.

Boys! Dig deep.

If we wanna keep her, we got to show we like her.

- Evening, gentlemen. - Evening.

Don't you boys ever do any gambling?

Only now and then.

Got something for everybody at Wilson's. Poker maybe.

I don't think so.

Now, those, uh, those boys are pretty sharp.

A friendly poker game might take

your minds off your big romance.

Matter of fact, I might even sit in myself.

- Oh, uh, we, uh-- - It's not our game.

Call. Raise two.

It's too bad we're playing table stakes, Maverick.

This hand could get interesting.

If you want to change the rules, it's alright with me.

It's exactly 1400 there.

Think that will run the pot?

Can't cull the talk.

And I'll raise you...600.

I'll put in my Blue Rock Mine for a $5000 raise.

You can call with those goods of yours

if you got the confidence.

The Blue Rock Mine, what makes it worth 5000?

I was takin' 200 a week out of it.

Ask anybody in camp.

- Yeah, that's right. - It sure was.

- You said, "was." - How come?

Got my men workin' on something better.

Taking over 400 a week out of my Sweetwater claim.

But I guarantee plenty of ore in the Blue Rock.

You prove there isn't and I'll buy it back for 5000.

Jack... if I call

...you're in for half.

You're playing the cards, Bart?

Looks like your call, Mr. Wilson.

Hate to see grown men cry. There it is.

Lovely set of diamonds. Five to be exact.

Ah...

A full house does beat a flush, doesn't it?

Well, looks like you got yourself a mine.

I'll get the papers made out.

By the way...

...you boys like trout?

- Morning gentlemen. - Morning.

We've been expecting you.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

I did not want to disappoint Señor Wilson.

He wanted everyone to be here.

I wanted to turn the mine over to you legal-like.

Some of the folks come along to kind of wish you luck.

Follow me, gentlemen.

It's all yours, boys. The Blue Rock Mine.

Now, back to "Maverick."

Like I said, if you can prove the ore isn't there

I'll give you the $5000 in cash.

If you had the best hand

and you'd taken our goods against this

flooded mine, Wilson, I'd have broken your back.

If I hadn't gotten to him first.

Well, you can, uh, try anytime.

But I didn't lie.

You put up $5000 to pump her dry and, uh...

...well, you've got a mine that you can sell for about $5000.

It is lovely, no?

And the moonlight is lovely too.

But you didn't ask me along to look at the scenery.

No, I did not.

John Wilson made fools of you and your friend.

Everyone in camp is laughing.

Well, I know a couple who aren't.

It would be very simple to get back at him.

- Would it? - Si.

And making profit at the same time.

You have some money, no?

A little. That and a floating mine.

Which is worth nothing the way it is.

If you agree to my proposition

there will be much gold for both of us.

Say, you just hit a very rich vein.

- What's your proposition? - We build a cantina.

Sell whiskey, round tables. I will dance.

If I leave Wilson's, the men will leave Wilson's.

I thought I was the one that's supposed to be mad at him.

Oh, I feel nothing toward him, it is only business.

Will you do it?

Well, I can't seem to think of a good reason.

Maybe you can come up with one.

The best, señor, money.

Money can't buy you friends, money can't buy you happiness.

Money can't buy you a peace of mind.

Confederate money, that is.

You're joking with me.

And I want very much to be serious.

Then let's be serious.

You want that canteen pretty bad, don't you?

- Why do you say this? - 'Cause you didn't flinch.

Do the women usually flinch when you kiss them?

- No, but you wanted to. - Señor?

Elena, love, your hatred for the gringos

is something beautiful to behold.

But what's behind it?

Will you build the cantina?

- Why the vendetta? - It... That is my business.

- You just asked me to join it. - And will you?

The cantina will make much money.

You will build it, yes?

I might, if you answer my question first.

What happened? Why all that hate?

I do not hate gring... Americanos.

You got it all wrong. I know how you feel.

I'm just trying to find out why.

In fact, I insist.

Alright, señor.

I will give you your answer.

My name is not Elena Grande.

It is Elena de Galindez.

You have heard the name?

I think I have.

At least I've heard of the Galindez Rancho.

One of the big land grants.

Not the biggest, señor. Only the most beautiful.

- It was the home of my family. - That was a long time ago.

It was yesterday. I was born there.

The only good years of my life were there.

My father and my brothers died there... when the...

...when the Americanos came and took the land.

That was still a long time ago.

I don't know how you lost the Rancho.

You probably don't know either.

But it's just a little piece of history now.

The land belonged to the Indians once, too.

That's just a little more history.

My father was not even buried on our land.

They put him in a little plot of ground

in a place he did not even know.

I stood before his grave

and swore I would live for only one thing.

To take money from the gringos.

To buy back our land!

To take my father and my brothers home again.

How old were you then, Elena? Ten, eleven?

There'll be much money for you too.

Did you ever stop to think how long it'll take you

to get the money to buy that land back?

Yes. Seven more years... maybe eight.

- But no more than that. - You're quite a girl.

But not even you could take eight years

of kicking your heels through a 100 filthy mining camps

and boomtowns.

Not without ending up

a bitter, ugly, old harridan.

You have asked for an answer and I have given it.

Now, you will help me!

I'm sorry, I won't help you fight

a war that's over and done.

It wasn't even yours to begin with.

You said you would help me

if I told you the truth.

I said I might.

I decided not to.

I'd spare a minute from hating gringos now

and then try a little thinking

try to remember what I've told you.

If you can't and you last long enough to buy that land

you better have all the mirrors

taken off the wall before you move in.

Got some good news for you, chiquita.

The men are waiting and I'm not ready.

They can wait for this.

You've been bringing a lot of extra business into my place.

- You know that, don't you? - I have?

I decided virtue ought to be rewarded.

We're not gonna split your take anymore.

From tonight on, it's all yours.

Well, guess I better announce you to the house.

Alright, you gravel diggers. Quiet now, quiet!

Show some respect for our little shimmy dancer deluxe.

Quiet down now.

Loosen up those pokestrings

and prepare to be generous to a fault.

We're about to be treated

to the greatest little Spanish cooch dance

since Cleopatra.

I give you the first lady of Riverhead Camp.

Elena Grande.

- What're they fightin' about? - That girl.

I knowed it, I heard 'em both say

they was in love with her. Come on, Darby.

Nobody does that to me, Maverick.

- Nobody! - I'm unarmed, Jack.

Except for your mouth.

You called me a liar when I told you Elena said

she didn't wanna see you again.

Did you say it, or didn't you?

- Yes, I said it. - Hear it, Maverick?

Now, you clear out.

You take half the goods in the other wagon and pull out.

If you don't, I'll kill you. You hear me?

And now, gentlemen, I have here one of those

new fangled contraption you've heard so much about.

A coal oil lamp.

Alright now, who'll start the bidding, please?

- Five dollars. - Yes, sir.

Now, you've all heard enough about this lamp to know

that if it ever works, it'll burn brightly up to three weeks

- on just one filling. - 7.50.

I don't guarantee that however.

You never can tell about these new inventions you know.

Ten.

Now, don't get reckless, friend.

I wanna be completely honest with all of you.

I don't have any coal oil to go along with this lamp.

Fifteen dollars.

What good is coal oil lamp without the oil?

- Twenty. - Twenty-five.

Well, matter of fact, I don't know

if there's any coal oil in the whole camp.

I don't think there is, Bart.

I think we drank it all last night.

Going once to 25.

- Twenty-seven fifty. - Twenty-seven fifty once.

- Thirty. - Thirty dollars...

[Bart] Do I hear another bid?

No sold to the reckless

and fool-hearted gentlemen for $30.

Just pour you dust in the scale, friend

and I sincerely hope you don't read at night.

Hey, auctioneer. Where's your partner?

Well, I don't know. But you mean my ex-partner.

And now, gents...

We've been looking for him for over an hour.

Why?

'Cause he's disappeared, that's why.

Well, he probably left camp.

And left all his good behind?

You aren't trying to be funny, are you?

And what reason do we have?

Seeing as that he told you to get out of town

if you didn't wanna get killed

that looked pretty odd, don't it?

Sure looks strange to me.

Why did that Darby fellow up and leave anyhow?

He sure weren't scared none.

It's worth lookin' into, boys.

Mr. Wilson, I got something you oughta hear.

- Alright, go ahead and say it. - It's about the auctioneer.

The one that ain't around no more.

That's just what the boys were talkin' about.

Well, it's no harm in telling them too.

I was walking by the dancer's tent.

Heard her talking to that guitar player.

Telling him she took a walk last night

up toward the Blue Rock.

And she'd seen a man dump somethin' into the mine.

Somethin' that looked like a body.

- Did she see who the man was? - Sure did.

She said she could see him real plain.

It was this Maverick fellow.

We got to look into this right away.

These boys wanna ask you a question, chiquita.

You might as well tell them the truth

because they already know the answer.

Then why do they ask it?

I heard you telling your guitar player you know what happened

to that auctioneer, Darby.

You could not have understood what I say to Raoul.

I speak to him only in Spanish.

He heard you telling how you saw Maverick

throw a body down that Blue Rock Mine shaft.

- I did not say such a thing! - She's calling me a liar.

- Listen, you-- - Señores!

If you touch her, it'll be my pleasure to kill you.

It's a scatter gun you got there, mister.

Point it somewheres else.

After you señores have departed.

Leave him alone!

Leave him alone!

I heard what she told you about seeing Maverick.

You gonna try calling me a liar, too?

You might as well tell him, Pedro.

The name is Raoul, señor. And there is nothing...

What did she tell ya? What did she see?

- Wait! - Well.

What will you do to Señor Maverick?

Well, we only had three hangings since this camp started.

All three of them got tried first.

Tell them what they want to know.

The señorita told me she see Señor Maverick...

Seen him do what?

Drop a body into the Blue Rock Mine shaft.

Yes, I did say it to Raoul. But I was not truly sure.

It could have been anyone.

Well, who else would it be?

He's the only one that was mad at Darby.

That is why I was so sure.

But now I am not.

May be you just don't wanna be sure.

Are you Wilson's woman, or Maverick's?

I am nobody's woman!

You sure ain't helping this trial much neither.

Step down.

Maybe you better step up here now, Maverick.

I reckon you know how bad off you are.

You got anything to say for yourself?

I've got plenty to say.

I didn't kill him. I don't even know if he's dead.

And neither do any of you.

A man don't just up and run off

leavin' a thousand dollars worth of goods behind.

How would you feel if you hung me

and he came back for those goods?

[Jed] You ain't supposed to be askin'

the questions, boy. I am!

I'd be pretty foolish to kill him, wouldn't I?

Right after havin' a fight with him.

You're still askin' the questions.

Now, we ain't saying that you done it premeditated.

Sometimes a fellow gets riled up

and kills without even thinkin'.

Why, it might even been an accident.

I didn't kill him.

Jed.

Seems to me like the first thing we got to do

is prove there was a killer.

Like he says, maybe Darby ain't dead at all.

- We don't have no body. - That's right.

Ain't no body, ain't no killer.

- That's the law. - You got a point there, boys.

Better to wait till we bring up the body and then hang him.

The way I figure...

...we can bend some pipe up and lower it down on a rope

then whatever's there, we'll find it.

Now, hold on, wait a minute.

First thing, it wouldn't do any good.

Be a waste of time.

Now, Maverick's smart enough, so he wouldn't have

weighted that body and just let it sink.

There's four laterals runnin' off that main shaft.

Body would have floated into one of 'em.

We could drag on months and not find a thing.

I say hang him now!

Quiet down! Quiet down!

We ain't gonna decide nothin'

with everybody tryin' to talk at once.

Now, you got anything more to say?

You bet, I have.

I think Darby disappeared just so this would happen.

That don't explain what she seen.

She doesn't know what she's seen... saw.

That's your opinion. You got anything more to say?

No, I guess I don't.

You boys ready to do some mullin'?

- Sure, Jed. - Yeah.

Alright. Everybody out, except me and the jury.

Keep a tight hold on him.

Now, back to "Maverick."

[Jed] Order.

Well, here's what we decided.

Now, looks to us like Maverick probably done the killin'.

But we don't have no body

and without it, we don't figure we can hang him.

That's it. Flat out.

Now, wait a minute. Can't turn him loose.

He's guilty. It's as sure as we're all here.

Maybe so.

But we ain't gonna hang a man on maybes.

Now, when Maverick said that Darby could have

done this out of spite, sorta set me to thinkin'.

She saw him dumping the body into the Blue Rock.

You give me a few days. I'll prove he's a killer.

I'll get that body and I'll hang it right under your noses.

Well, how we goin' to do that, Wilson?

- You said it yourself... - I know what I said.

How about it, will you hold him for five days?

But you know we ain't got no jail.

I'll keep him right here in my saloon.

I'll feed him and I'll foot the bill for guardin' him.

I was willing to spend $5000 to buy you out, mister.

I'll be even happier to spend 5000 to bury ya.

Alright. You got yourself a prisoner, for five days.

Court's adjourned.

Say, could you spare one of those cigars?

- There. - Thanks.

How's Wilson doing?

Oh, it won't take much longer.

He's got 30 men and the mule pump drainin' them shafts.

Half the town's at the Blue Rock to see what they find.

You know, uh, I just thought of something.

Yeah?

What if Wilson finds the body?

It still doesn't prove I did the killing.

Now, he seemed pretty anxious.

How do you know he didn't put it there himself?

You're still trying, ain't you?

One thing for sure

if they do find the body, gonna be a double funeral.

You better spread out, folks.

Old Wilson's coming up out of there

wilder than a turpentine cat.

Did you find the body, Charlie?

All we found down there was a sack

full of rocks and it had a big sign on it.

Well, what did it say? What did the sign say?

We had a hard time makin' it out.

- But you know what it said? - No, what did it say?

Jed, what did it say?

I'll tell you what it said.

It said, "This mine drained by the courtesy of John Wilson."

Leave him alone his hands are tied.

Hold it, Wilson. Shouldn't go on hitting

a man whose hands are tied.

Get him, Maverick.

Come on, Bart. Come on in there.

Take a hold of 'em, Maverick.

Hey, hey, look.

- What's all the excitement? - We thought you were dead.

Yeah, we just about hung your partner.

Well, you boys sure pulled off a neat one.

Now, what gives you all an idea like that? I just went hunting.

Hello, Maverick. Say, I got myself a pretty good-sized buck.

Why don't we put it up for auction

uh, at five dollars a pound?

Jack seeing that Mr. Wilson was kind enough to drain...

...the mine, why don't we just give up auctioneering?

Uh, folks.

Since the new partner in the Blue Rock

Señorita de Ga... eh, Grande...

...will no longer be dancing for Mr. Wilson

why don't we have a big party?

Barbecued deer and free whiskey for everybody.

What do you say?

I think we're gonna have to figure a way

to keep some these boys sober.

We need 'em up at the mine.

Oh, sorry, I couldn't join the party, folks.

I had some work to do.

You can't get away with it, Wilson.

It ain't fair.

I've given it back to 'em

just the way they got it.

And there's nothing they can do about it.

You have no right. This is our claim.

That's right. But the dam was mine.

I built it and I blew it up.

All you got to do is build yourself another dam.

Of course, that'll take quite a bit of money.

Hey, looky here!

Hey, this is the real thing. Real quartz.

Look at that, all the way through it.

What is it?

It's pure quartz. The vein's a yard wide.

Now we really got somethin' to celebrate.

Wilson!

I always knew you were a good fellow.

Everybody back to the party.

We're givin' away two wagon loads of goods

and havin' a blowout that may last

till the middle of next week.

What does it mean?

- Quartz? - That's quartz gold.

Our little claim has suddenly changed into a big claim.

I could sell my part of it

and have enough money to buy Rancho Galindez.

No doubt about it.

I disappoint you, I know.

I'm sorry, but I will buy back the Rancho.

I must.

Who's disappointed? Not me.

No?

You see? You didn't flinch.

And what's more, you didn't want to.

Tell me my very good friend...

...what is a gringo?

[Bret] In our next, Brother Bret and I get involved

with a beautiful French countess.

And one of the most unique

and fascinating swindles ever conceived.

Countess.

[Bart] I don't know what he means

"We get involved."

He got involved.

I just came along to get him out of it.

- Ooh! Don't shoot, monsieur. - Oh!

Y-you may keep the pearls.

We may what?

Good to see you, Michelle.

Baron de... Oh, excuse me. Baron de Montania.

Well, what happened to you, folks?

You just upped and disappeared.

An emergency.

Yes, an emergency.

Uh, Bart, I would like you to meet Mr. Gray.

Mr. Gray, Mr. Maverick.

- Mr. Maverick. - How do you do, Mr. Gray?

Monsieur Gray, would you excuse us for a little while?

You know, business.

- Of course. Mr. Maverick. - Mr. Gray.

[Bret] Marcel Daito and Roxane Berard

give unforgettable comic performance

as the baron and the countess.

Is it possible you want to sell these pearls?

Just a point of curiosity

what would you say they're worth?

I'll give you, uh...

...$40,000 for them.

Oh!

Why, Michelle

imagine finding you here.

Uh, I-I can explain this.

Of course you can, bless your heart.

He fainted when he broke that vase.

Of course, I'm still interested in buying them, doctor.

It's for how much?

Shall we say, 30...

Well, what's the matter?

I'm no fool, mister.

These are imitations.

[Bret] I hope you will be with us

for this next one.

It's called, "Game of Chance."

♪ 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 the 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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