Original subtitles

Hello there!

Anybody here?

"Maverick."

Starring Jack Kelly and Roger Moore.

Produced by Warner Brothers.

A Warner Brothers Television production.

This the place?

Well, there's a sign in that hole in the wall

says it is.

Jess ain't here yet, huh?

I haven't seen anybody but you

since I got here an hour and a half ago.

- That coffee ready? - Um, uh...

It just started boiling. It'll be a couple of minutes.

Hm.

You know, I rode straight here like I was raidin' these rocks.

Now that Jess draws a pretty good map, don't he?

He seems to.

Wonder what he's got in mind.

Well, I've been wondering that myself.

That the "Western Gazette?"

- Yes, i-it is. - Newest one?

I-I don't know. I didn't look at the date when I bought it.

They got my picture in the newest one. Full page.

Then this is the newest one. I noticed it.

Yeah? It's really somethin', ain't it?

Yeah.

Yes, sir, full page.

It's a very attractive likeness.

Hm.

You got an idea how many people see this here magazine?

Whole country.

Why, I hear tell it's even sold in Europe.

Oh, I'd heard that.

You wanted any place?

Here and there.

But I never had my full page picture

in the "Western Gazette."

Yeah, not many of us do.

Just couple of tourists. General Custer, me.

Someone coming.

There is?

Yeah.

One man leadin' his horse.

What color boots?

- Where's Jess? - He ain't here yet.

But this is the place.

How long you've been here?

Me? A couple of hours.

Uh, I just got here before you.

Somebody's been behind me since noon. Two of 'em.

Well, um

I come in from the east.

I've been ridin' north.

I don't know if they knew I was ahead of 'em or not.

Eh.

Who is that jasper?

I don't know. I thought you did.

No.

He's mean lookin', ain't he?

Yeah. Ain't he?

Think I'll stay saddled till I know who was behind me.

That Jess draws a pretty good map, don't he?

It got me here.

What's in there?

Uh, oh, just a hole in the wall with a, with a sign from Jess

saying, "This is the place."

Riders!

Two horses.

One of them shod, one ain't.

Sounds like light ponies. Light riders.

What color boots?

Ridin' north.

They'd be the ones behind me.

Yeah, they're comin' in pretty fast.

Or like someone in a hurry to reach out far

and someone tryin' to sneak up on him.

Just the same, I'm stayin' in the shadows

till we know for sure who they are.

Um, some men are like that.

As my Uncle Beauregarde used to say

"Some men are afraid of the dark

and some are afraid to leave it."

Hey, Buckskin! Hey, how the heck are you, Charlie boy?

- Ha-ha! Hey! - I'm fine!

You're a long way from Dodge, ain't you, boy?

[Charlie] Oh, a long way. And miles long indeed.

- Let me take a look at you. - Oh.

- Hiya. - Hi.

- Hello, Kid. - Hey, Wolf!

You're a long way from Yuma, ain't you, boy?

Finally figured out who that jasper is.

Oh?

It's Wolf McManus.

Hey, what about this Jess?

He ain't here yet.

Oh, this, uh, this is Erma, Wolf. Little Erma.

Erma, meet up with Wolf McManus.

Hello, Wolf. I've heard of you.

Come on down, sugar plum. We're here.

- Ah! - Hey!

- What have we got here, Kid? - Ah.

We're gonna have us a little party?

Aah! Hands off, Buckskin.

- I married this one. - Oh, yeah?

- Well, I'm sorry, Mrs. Curran. - It's alright.

Come on, boy, have a little red eye.

Hey, now! Looks like we gonna have a sit too after all, huh?

It's good. Good.

Hey, hey, hey!

Wolf, a little red eye?

What's Jess gonna say about the girl, Kid?

What do you mean?

Jess never liked mixin' women and business.

Well, this ain't no woman. This is my wife.

Jess has got a wife, too.

But he don't go hauling her around on jobs.

Can't help it, where I go, Erma goes

no matter whether Jess likes it or not.

I can't say I like it either, Kid.

Oh, come on. Cool down, Wolf.

Jess got a home to keep his wife in.

Erma and me, well, we only been married a week

and, uh, we ain't settled.

Hey, you know what we done, Buckskin?

Rode down to Bue to a judge right next door

to the sheriff's office. Ha-ha.

Got ourselves married while the sheriff was sitting outside.

- Yeah. - We signed our real names, too.

How's that for nerve, boy, huh?

Women can sure make men do fool things.

Hey, Kid, you, uh

you've seen the new "Western Gazette?"

No.

Ain't got time to read books, boy.

Eh, you better take a look at this one. Come on.

Oh, uh, hey, fella, you mind

if we borrow your magazine?

Sure.

Thanks.

- Here, open up. - Hm.

Hey, hey, hey now. Full page.

- Ah. And it's color, too. - Heh-heh.

Yeah, you know they, uh, they sell

that book in Europe, too, you know?

Look at that, sugar plum.

Someday you and me is gonna have history

wrote about us like that.

Won't that be a thingamabob, huh?

Hey, mister, I know you.

Why, I-I'm sorry, I don't recollect.

Oh, you don't know me, but I know you.

Uh, well, now how could that be?

Ain't you a play actor? Or wasn't you?

No, I'm not.

- And I wasn't. - Sure you was.

When I was 15, my pa took me to Virginia City

to see one of them stage play acts.

It was you, wasn't it?

No, ma'am, it wasn't.

- Oh, sure it was. - I assure you, it was not.

Uh, what was this actor's name?

Oh, I don't recollect, but, well, h-he was the hero

and-and he wore a big cape

and, and tight stockings instead of pants.

It was you.

No, it wasn't me.

Of course it wasn't him, Erma.

What would a Virginia City play actor be doing

out here in the wilds of Montana?

Well, I, I reckon you're right

but, oh, it sure did my heart glad

to see you run them buzzards, too, with that sword.

Ah. But it was not me.

- Wasn't him, Erma. - But I--

Now, we've had a long, hard ride.

I think it's time we got some sleep.

You don't have to break my arm.

Since Kid has the lady with him

I reckon he'll have to sleep in the cave.

Well, that's real neighborly of you, Wolf.

I see it didn't hurt you none to be nice to the lady, did it?

Yes, it did, 'cause if you hadn't brought the woman around

I was gonna sleep in there myself.

Let's go, sugar plum.

Let's look over the hotel.

Let's have some coffee.

Yes, sir.

That Wolf seems to be a real mean fella.

I guess one day I'm just gonna have to kill him.

Now back to "Maverick."

Morning.

Good morning.

I hope you have a strong constitution.

This water's like ice.

I never wash much in the winter time.

Where's your husband?

Still asleep.

You know, you don't look so much

like a play actor in the day time.

Campfire has always flattered me.

I didn't say that.

Maybe I, uh, think you look better.

I think we better get back.

Do you know Jess?

I never met him in person.

What's his last name?

Come on now, don't tease with me.

Oh, I-I'm not teasing you.

Honestly, I-I'm like that about names.

Sometimes I, why, I even forget the last names

of my best friends.

Come on, you're teasing with me.

Mm...

Where's Erma?

Oh, uh, she went out to get some water for coffee.

- Where are you from? - Oh, all over. I travel a lot.

And you look like one of them men

who has a sweetheart in every town.

Oh, I miss a town here and there.

And you look like a man who ain't too particular

whether or not his girls already have husbands.

- Am I right? - You're wrong.

I have a very high respect for the vows.

Come on, you can tell me the truth.

Uh, I ain't no, uh, angel myself.

Now, Mrs. Curran, this time I think you are teasing me.

Alright, mister, make your play.

Why?

You know why, mister. Draw.

What's the idea?

He went out for the water by hisself.

She followed him.

This is personal, Buckskin.

Give me the gun.

Nope. I got another reason.

Give me the gun, Buckskin.

Kid, I rode a long, hard way to get here.

But I figured maybe Jess will make that ride pay off.

Now, whatever he's thinkin' of, I'd, uh, I'd say

he needs every one of us. Else we wouldn't be here.

Now you know why I don't like women around

when there's work to be done.

I'm sick and tired of you insultin' my woman, Wolf.

Don't start on me, Kid. I don't waste any time bluffin'.

- I'll just blast your head off. - Hold it.

There's a rider coming.

Walking horse.

Give me the gun, Buckskin.

This is business. I need it.

Hey, judge!

Hey, it's Judge Reese!

Hey, judge, over here!

Well, well...

Look at this fine gathering.

Buckskin, Wolf...

...and...

- How do you do, sir? - How do you do, sir?

[Reese] And a lady?

Now, who is this?

Belle Starr per chance?

No, sir, though, uh, folks have said

that I look a lot like her.

Yes, sir, you do.

An expiating image of Lady Starr.

[Reese] Hello, Kid.

This is my new bride, judge.

Well, man, ain't that Jess got a shindig figured out?

There be the best gunslingers that ever straddled a horse.

Now, a man who can talk a body to death.

Yes, sir, Jess must really have a big plan.

Yes, I imagine Jess must have had

a really big plan in mind.

What do you mean, "Must have had," judge?

Oh, I started not to ride out here at all.

Three hard days

with no monetary benefit.

Then I got to thinking.

Friends of mine...

...sitting on cold Montana rocks

with the winter breathing down their necks.

Waiting, waiting for something

that's doomed never to appear.

Judge, are you trying to tell us somethin'?

Yes.

Four days ago I was in a town called Laramie.

I saw Jess gunned down in the street

by a marshal named Troop. Dan Troop.

Yeah, I've heard of that Dan Troop and his deputy.

Yeah, so have I.

Maybe you and me better take a ride through Laramie, Buckskin.

Yeah, maybe someday if I happen to be ridin' that way.

Kid, I never go looking for trouble.

And I never ride a mile out of my way to miss it either.

That's a good set of rules to live by, Buckskin.

You might learn from them, Kid.

I never trusted that letter from Jess to begin with.

I've always been a loner.

Because it was Jess, I rode a long way for nothin'.

And it's just as far back as it was here.

So I reckon I might just as well get started.

[Reese] Just a minute, Wolf.

I agree it's a long ride out here.

We've all had a long ride.

It's a pity the journey had to be in vain.

Now I don't know what Jess had in mind

when he penned those letters.

Something gigantic, I imagine

considering the effort he put into it.

Can you make that a short sermon, judge?

I wanna get an early start.

And it's an even greater pity that all this talent

should be assembled, and then let it separate

without having served some useful purpose.

Yeah, I figured you had something up your sleeve

judge, when your rode in here.

I didn't believe that business for a minute about you

frettin' about us sittin' on these cold Montana rocks.

What's brewin' under that fancy head of yours, judge?

Kid, you've got an evil mind.

Got about, I imagine, by some 18-odd years

of close association with yourself.

I'm still waitin' to hear what you've got to say, judge.

Right, I'll come directly to the point.

Why should we return from this meeting empty-handed

like a pack of hound dogs that have failed to tree the fox?

If the fox has eluded us, we can at least divide a rabbit.

You mean, we should go ahead and, uh

pull a job without Jess?

Precisely.

Judge, I kept my mouth pasted up

for quite a while.

Now I figure it's my turn to talk.

Now you know we're all gonna pull a job

just as soon as we leave here. All of us.

That's our business, right?

Well, I think any one of us could catch a rabbit

without having to divide it up.

So why should we all pack together

just to catch a rabbit? Hm?

To get a bigger rabbit, Buckskin.

Perhaps to nab a rabbit of the

more nearly the proportions of the fox we can never have.

You realize that together we represent

one of the strongest forces

this side of the entire federal army.

Look at us. Look at me.

Alright, judge. I'm lookin'.

Ah, you smirk.

But at the same time you must admit

that my adventures in crime have given me

a reputation in nine states.

And I've never spent one day behind lock, key, or bars.

Oh, I'll allow you that.

Well, my brain must have some small value.

Now let's look at you. Buckskin Charlie King.

A two-gun desperado

whose smiling visage even today is published

in one of our great nation's prominent periodicals.

And here's Kid

the legendary Kid.

The idol of every small boy

who has whittled his first wooden pistol.

And Wolf. Wolf McManus.

A one-man gang.

A man so feared that mothers frighten their little tots

into a reverent obedience by the mere mention of his name.

And, uh...

And I don't believe I know your name.

Maverick.

Maverick?

That's right.

Now I don't think any of us know this bird.

Well, down in Texas

sometimes I'm known just as Red Dog.

Oh, yes. Red Dog.

As-as I was saying

never before has such rare talent

been gathered together into one compact group.

Surely we can't let it disunite

without paying it proper honor.

Uh, what kind of a job you have in mind, judge?

I know a town.

A rich, new town.

Rich, but so far unrobbed.

It supports a bright new bank

with perhaps a half million in silver coins

sleeping in its virgin vaults.

Now back to "Maverick."

Yes, sir, a half million in silver coins

sleeping in its virgin vaults.

Just why are you so generous?

How come you haven't nabbed that silver coin for yourself?

Because I am not a gun fighter, Wolf.

Now even if I were, even if I were as good as you

this job is too big for one man.

[Reese] It needs the talents of a group.

Well, if one man can't do the job alone

you won't mind naming this town?

I guess not.

As a symbol of our trust among ourselves

I'll name the town.

It's a little town another hundred miles south of here

called Little Spur.

Uh, Little Spur, huh?

I just rode through there last week.

- What about it, Buckskin? - Oh, it's rich, alright.

It's a boom town. Half buildings, half tents.

Liquor's four dollars a glass. Milk's even more.

Did I call it correctly?

Hm.

That Little Spur bank

why, it's built right into the side of a solid red rock bluff.

It's only got one door.

There's always a regiment of rifles keeping it covered.

No, judge, I, I don't see

how anybody's gonna get to that bank.

How about it, judge?

If it were an easy job

that silver would be jingling

in my saddle bags right now.

This job requires a group

like ourselves to accomplish.

Yeah, what's your plan?

Now, Buckskin, you didn't really think

I'd expose my entire hand at this time.

I don't know who's in the game.

Oh, believe me, I have a plan. A good one.

I perfected it on the ride out here.

When do we get the details?

The day we arrive in Little Spur.

We'll talk for half an hour, and then each man will take

his proper place according to the plan.

Then in an hour we'll be dividing

some half a million silver coins.

Give or take a thousand or two.

By grannies, judge, I'm with ya.

- Deal me in. - Good boy, Kid.

Might even find a use for that charming wife of yours.

Oh, not for a full split, of course.

She ought to be worth at least 500 to us.

Honey?

Count me in.

I'll have Belle Starr wondering who I am.

Sure you will.

Buckskin?

Why not? I got no plans for a week or two.

- Wolf? - What would be my share?

Half a million sounds big.

But what would be my share once it's divided?

Well, if we're all in it, your share should amount

to about, uh,100,000.

Alright.

Like you say, it's a long ride up here for nothing.

[Reese] Red Dog?

I'm out.

May I ask why, sir?

I got more reasons than one.

Like Wolf, I work better alone.

And I too rode through Little Spur.

That bank is unrobbed because

it's as strong as the Rocky Mountain.

I'm afraid I'd want a lot more details

before I went in on a plan to loot that fort.

Ah, let him go if that's the way he feels.

Just means 25,000 more apiece for us.

That is the way I feel.

Just a minute, Red Dog.

What's on your mind?

Would you mind dismounting, sir? We'd like to talk.

Talk, you said.

My friends and I have just had a small conference.

We've just made the startling discovery

that none of us has ever met you before.

What's so startling about that?

I've never met any of you before, and I'm not startled.

Jess must have had a particular job in mind for each of us

when he sent for us.

Now Buckskin here

his talents are on the guns.

Mine were to talk or posing as others on occasions.

Now what do you suppose Jess had in mind for you?

Guns or talk?

I don't know. I'm pretty good with both.

Also I'm something of an expert with a deck of cards.

Ah. Uh, your deck or ours?

Well, it makes no difference. Heh.

They all look alike to the average eye

and each a little different to mine.

Yeah, you do have that look about you.

Thank you. Anything else on your mind?

As a matter of fact, there is.

You heard us planning to relieve a certain bank

of half a million in coin.

Now we don't like the idea of anyone not in our group

riding around with that information.

I have no interest in the bank or you or your plans.

[Reese] But we can't be sure of that, can we?

Come to the point, judge.

You ought to be grateful to me, Red Dog.

I have a solution for this whole problem

wherein no one will be harmed.

One of our group is all for killing you outright.

Uh, what is your solution, judge?

You'll stay with us until the job is completed.

You will not participate

in the actual mechanics of the robbery

nor in its rewards.

Once the job is completed, you're free to ride on.

Unless you want to, uh, argue about it

and ride on out now.

There's an old saying I find applicable at this point.

My Uncle Beauregarde was the first to say it.

But since then it's been used so often

you might say it now belongs to the world.

And what saying is that, sir?

"Well, if you can't lick 'em, join 'em."

Uh, if I must ride with you, I might just as well

participate in your venture.

Uh, oh, no, you don't. I told you he'd say that, judge.

Yes, you did, Kid.

No, Mr. Red Dog, we've already voted on your speculation.

We neither need nor desire you.

Surely you aren't suggesting

that I go along with you as your prisoner?

You might find that predicament more desirable

than it's alternative.

Ain't that a way to put it.

Ain't that judge a thingamabob with words, honey?

- Ha-ha... - Ouch!

Would you give me your gun, sir?

Uh, butt first, please.

Relax, gentlemen.

I am going to draw, but very slowly.

A brilliant decision.

Yeah, I figured he'd play it this way.

Men like Red Dog have also been known to conceal entire guns

upon their persons or their horses.

Kid, you better check his bedroll and saddlebags

while I examine his apparel.

Sure.

Well, I do hope we meet again sometime.

Isn't that a lovely little thing?

Well, it's, uh, never been fired.

Oh, it's beautiful.

Where'd you purchase this?

I won it on the train ride between Durango and Dolores.

- Oh. - Judge.

Yes, Kid?

This jasper's toting around 14 packs of cards.

Now back to "Maverick."

There's an abandoned homesteader's dwelling

a few miles ahead.

I suggest we camp there.

No roof on it, but it has four walls and a fireplace.

Good. I'm about froze to the core.

Well hurry up, honey.

I'm hungry enough to eat the nails out of the floor.

There's salt in the saddlebag, and you know where the floor is.

Ain't she a thingamabob?

Now if you'll kindly extend your hands

I'll try to make you comfortable for the evening.

What, you're gonna tie me?

Unless you'd rather one of the others did it.

Is this really necessary?

I think so.

Who are you, really?

Like I said, the family name is Maverick.

Like I said, I never heard it before.

Unlike I pretended, I never heard of Red Dog either.

And I'm a frequent visitor to all parts of Texas.

Now whether you realize it or not, you owe me your life.

Thank you, for the time being.

I'm glad you're aware of my prerogative

to change the situation to my own discretion.

You'd best be honest with me.

How'd you get involved in this to begin with?

Same as you and the others. A...

A letter from Jess, and a map.

Don't try to bluff with a man

who can see both sides of the cards.

You never got any letter from Jess.

That much I know.

There's only one way you could be sure of that fact, judge.

How's that?

The letters must have been sent by you.

- Am I right? - You're a smart man.

And I never give direct answers to smart men.

You may be right.

Would you be so foolish

as to confide in the others?

I won't.

I, uh, haven't quite figured your angle yet, judge.

But one thing I'm sure, you don't really intend

to rob that bank at Little Spur.

Is that too tight?

- Yes. - Good.

It'll work loose in the damp air.

Whatever your plans are, I'm sure you could use

the services of a smart man.

Especially one who can use a gun to a good advantage.

You're not classing yourself with those others?

No. But I am better than your class.

How about it? You need some help?

Company coming.

You've got him hogtied!

Let's just say we've got a precautionary hobble on him.

Mm, the poor little thing.

How can he eat his supper all helpless this way?

Mama Erma will help.

No, I can manage alright.

Now be a good boy or mama have to spank.

Oh. What do you think you're doing?

How dare you hit me!

About time someone taught you who's head of this family.

Aren't you gonna stop him?

[Erma] No! No!

- It's his woman. - No!

I wouldn't do that. Drop the knife.

You think you were going someplace?

- Thanks for your help. - We'd better ski-doo.

There might be another light sleeper in that bunch.

- We? I can't take you with me. - You've got to.

Kid would kill us both now.

Here, take my horse. It's saddled.

Oh, uh, who needs a saddle?

Give me a leg up.

Quick.

- Hey, the horses! - Huh?

Let's get out there.

What happened?

Red Dog tried to run off the horses.

I had him when I heard somebody behind me.

When I turned, he hit me with something.

Yeah, they got the horses, alright.

Two of 'em. Two riders.

- They're going fast. - Then Erma is with him.

Being as the rest of us are here

I vouch safe that your assumption is correct.

- Have they got our horses? - I only hear two.

Then ours must be nearby.

There's mine over there.

I'll get the horses and we'll go after them. Wait here.

Oh.

- Oh, a blind canyon. - Yup.

What are you doing? If we stay here, we'll be trapped.

We are trapped. I am not an Indian.

So if I can hear them, they really must be near.

[Erma] You heard them?

I heard 'em.

What do we do now?

My first instinct is to climb.

And I have a very high regard for first instincts.

On foot?

I don't think the horses will make it.

Those rocks are a mile high.

Do you have a better suggestion?

Go on. Go on.

What do you think?

Yeah I think they're on foot for two rather obvious reasons.

Let's get off and see where they started.

Well, they get off here, alright.

And they headed up these rocks.

Yeah, and there'll be no trail afar up there.

But they won't be traveling very fast.

Let's all split out and start climbing.

Whoever sees anything or hears anything gives a yodel.

- And we all join up. - Plan sounds as good as any.

Sure seems peculiar being on this end of a manhunt.

That's Kid's horse. They're down there.

Not surprised they would be.

What are you doing? We better keep climbing.

As you pointed out, they're down there.

If we can hear them, they can hear us.

Kick one stone loose, they'll be

all over us.

This is just silly.

Keep your voice down.

Well, it's just plain silly.

We can't shoot it out with the whole crowd

with just one gun between us.

What we could do is hope they miss us.

They'll come up one at a time.

Erma.

Beat me, will you?

Stay where you are.

Red Dog just shot my husband.

He made me come up here, but I have him covered now.

- Aren't you sweet? - Shut up.

This is Buckskin.

I'm the only one up here with a gun.

Bringing 'em on down.

Come on, get back there.

Now back to "Maverick."

Poor fella.

His woman shot him, and she tried to put a frame on Red Dog.

I was above. Heard the whole thing.

You can smoke a cigarette.

- Mister. - Why?

That's how much time you've got left before I settle with you.

Nobody hits me and lives.

Uh, Red Dog.

Gentlemen, I suggest we get the Kid's horse up here

and strap him on it. We wasted a lot of daylight.

- We what? - Strap the Kid on his horse.

- What for? - We can't leave him here.

- Why not? - Well...

We owe it to the Kid to give him a decent burial.

He'd like to be buried in a town. He would like that.

Judge, we can't ride into town with him across the saddle.

Well, his picture's probably on half the posts in town.

- Not to mention, ours. - Well, near the town, then.

What's wrong with buryin' him right here?

He won't know the difference.

You know, judge, I can't make you out all at once.

I can.

What do you mean?

The Kid is worth a $1 000, dead or alive.

Now would you like to clear that up?

Sure. Jess sent letters to everyone.

But how many of you really know Jess' hand when you see it?

How do you know the judge didn't send those letters?

That's ridiculous! You can't talk your way out of--

You, keep quiet.

Now go on, Red Dog. Why would he do that?

Because if he signed his real name, no one would show up.

The judge saw a chance for a fast turnover and ready cash.

- The bank. - Well, the bank was bait.

- He was going to sell you. - Sell me?

Now everybody, everybody he sent a letter to.

And you're worth 5000.

The Kid at least a thousand. Wolf three.

Well, there's 9000 showing without even digging around.

Shut him up! He's a slick talker.

Now, judge, just why did you wanna

lug the Kid along with us?

- Because he's my friend. - Was Jess your friend, too?

He was ambushed outside of Brownsville, Texas, last month.

Did you lure him into that trap?

Why, no! I didn't even know...

Didn't know what, judge? That Jess was dead?

Well, I told you, he was shot in Laramie three days ago.

He was shot last month.

Smoke a cigarette, judge.

When it's burned out, I settle with you.

Now, Wolf.

You heard me.

Alright, mister, it's your turn.

Now wait. I'm, I'm not even armed.

You think that makes any difference to me?

Red Dog!

Thank you.

I'll, um, have my gun.

I'll have mine, too.

And the, uh, little one.

I was getting attached to this one.

[Charlie] Well, guess I'll be ridin' on.

And needless to say, I won't mention what direction.

Hey, woman.

You wanna ride along a-ways with me?

Go on get the horses.

You know, I never could figure out

why I got a warm place for women like her...

...and men like you.

Well, so long, judge.

I'll leave you with two of your prizes.

Your day hasn't been a complete loss.

Well, I wanted to deliver 'em alive.

Red Dog.

Is it true that Jess was killed in Brownsville a month ago?

Judge, I'll tell you the truth.

I don't know who Jess is.

- Is that a fact? - It's a fact.

Don't even know his last name. Care to tell me?

No.

As a minor effort to even the score with you

I'm just gonna let you go on wondering who Jessie is.

Well, two out of five.

♪ 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 ♪♪