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I thought this bunk was empty It isn't

Maverick.

Starring James Garner and Jack Kelly.

Produced by Warner Brothers.

From the entertainment capital of the world.

Produced for television by Warner Brothers.

Do you sell oysters?

Don't get much call for oysters.

This one can's all I got.

Had it ever since I can remember.

I'll take it.

Oysters are on special today. One dollar.

You got a can opener?

Can opener.

My hand's nearly froze. You mind?

My horse is tied up outside. He's miserable cold.

He's tired and hungry.

Do you mind putting them in your shed and feeding them those?

I think I gotta see this.

So do I.

My name's Stillman.

Mine's Maverick.

Good. This calls for a drink.

Rachel!

Raquel! Raquel! How many times do I tell you it is not Rachel?

And I do not answer when some big moose bellows for me like a bull.

That's my Rachel.

Only trouble is, sometimes she sounds too much like a wife.

Oh, is that why you do not go home to yours?

That fool horse of yours won't eat these oysters.

He won't?

Better give them to me. I'll eat them.

Paulus, this is Mr. Maverick.

Howdy, Maverick.

All right, Mr. Maverick, you've had your fun. Now it's my seat you're setting

in. Ah, ease up, Fred.

Ain't you ever played musical chairs?

What do you want to drink?

Black coffee, please.

Coffee? I promised Pappy I'd never take a drink or a steady job.

Well, if you're not looking for work, what brought you to Woodstone?

Oh, the wind.

If it dies down tonight, I'll be moving on.

No, no, no, you're not supposed to move.

Is my leg broken?

So they tell me.

I haven't seen it.

I slept right through all the excitement when they brought you in last night.

I guess I'm not much good in an emergency.

Neither am I.

If it wasn't for your husband, I'd probably still... You are Mrs. Stillman.

Pete drove the doctor back to town about an hour ago.

Poor Pete must have spent all night fussing over you.

Coffee?

Thanks.

Black.

That's the way he is.

I've seen him fuss just as much over a sick stray calf.

Speaking of stray calves, is your name really Maverick?

Yes, ma 'am.

What did happen to you last night?

Well, I guess you know as much as I do.

I broke the leg when my horse was spooked by a mountain lion.

Which one?

I don't know one mountain lion from another.

I meant which leg.

I know. I guess my jokes are a little lame, too.

I'm sorry.

I'm much too serious.

Pete told me you were a very funny man.

Yeah, but it doesn't take much to make Pete laugh.

He's always ready to laugh, especially at himself.

There aren't many men like him.

I'll have your breakfast sent in.

Thank you.

Finally found yourself a warm spot, huh?

Yes, sir, you'll be as snug as a bug until the spring thaw now.

Oh, but I can't stay here.

No? Where are you going to go with a broke leg and no horse?

My leg's not the only thing that's broke, and I can't have you keeping me.

Well, your credit's no good at the hotel, and we ain't got no hospital.

If it'll make you feel any better, you can pay me back when you're on your feet

again. But you try traveling out of here before you're able, well, I'll break

that other leg. This is going to cost you double.

That sounds like an invitation I can't sidestep.

You

don't

have to drink it.

Just take it.

Hey, I'll have to wear this to church tomorrow.

Thank you, darling. That's the prettiest thing I've ever seen.

Except for one.

Well,

that looks like all the presents.

Hey, we forgot something.

What's that?

Why, we forgot a present for poor old Maverick. Lying in there all by his

lonesome, friendless and homeless on Christmas Eve. Hey, that's right.

We plumb forgot about him.

Oh, what a shame. Yeah, honey, we must have some old thing kicking around the

house that we can dust off and let him have.

I don't know where this thing came from. Didn't have a card.

Well, I'm glad to hear that. I sure hate to have to thank somebody for it.

Well, anyway, here it is.

Well, anyway, thanks.

What for?

Can't allow any old tubbleweed to take root around here, you know.

How about it, folks? Let's pry him loose out of that bed and drag him out in the

open there.

Maybe one of you men better do this.

Hey, Fred, I guess you'll be going into town a little bit later on?

Maybe. Oh, come on, you know you will.

All right. Yeah, why?

Give this to Rachel. Tell her Merry Christmas from Pete.

Sure, boss. I'll tell her.

Well, pretty soft.

The king of Siam.

All right, everybody.

Settle down. Now I got... just enough Christmas cheer in me to give a little

speech. You can count yourself lucky, Maverick, because you're the only one

ain't heard it before. All right, all right. Them that's heard it before can

hear it again.

Once a year ain't too often to give thanks.

It'll be 20 years ago next Christmas Eve.

I was coming through here on a wagon train bound for California.

Well, sir, that was the night I saw a star drop clean out of the sky, fell

behind a mountain yonder.

I got on the other side of that mountain, and I looked around.

I said, Lord, I know what you mean.

This here is good enough for me.

All right, pick up your cards.

Well, I don't know much about poker, but I guess this is just about the best

hand there is.

Just about.

But, uh, not quite.

Well, that's amazing.

Bart, do you cheat at poker?

No. Well, how could you deal four kings to me and four aces to yourself without

cheating? We weren't playing poker.

And you were cheating.

I didn't say I can't. I said I don't.

In some of the games I get into, it's dangerous enough to win, honestly.

Well, tell me, how do you do it?

I'm enchanted.

Now, Bart, please tell me.

That's the first rule. You never tell a secret.

And you never break a rule?

Well, not as a rule.

All of us are secret keepers.

Even you, I'll bet.

I didn't think it showed.

Well, it doesn't.

That's what makes it a secret.

I've tried to keep it to myself.

And I have fooled all the others.

You're the first one who's seen it.

Seen it?

How hard it's been for me to be a part of all this.

I don't see that at all.

I think you do.

Oh, everybody's been just wonderful.

Especially Pete.

He brought me here from Chicago. He had me thinking that Star Trail must be

heaven. Oh, I think it is to him.

Oh, I know.

Pete really believed every word he said.

So I tried to see it his way.

Well, that didn't work.

So I did the next best thing.

I changed it to suit myself.

You changed it?

I took over the bookkeeping, the business.

I bought and sold.

I turned the profits back into the ranch. I remodeled, rebuilt, expanded.

Now I feel I belong at Star Trail.

Or more important, That Star Trail belongs to me.

It's funny.

I can never really be happy with a thing unless I make it my own.

Is that strange?

Not if it works. Then it did. You're happy enough now.

Here comes Pete.

Taking good care of you, Maverick?

You got any complaints, just tell the management.

Kitty?

Catch.

Oh, Bart, you can't. You want to bet?

I'm sorry, Kitty. Don't say that.

I don't know why it happened.

Because we both wanted it to happen. No.

I lost my balance, that's all.

I'll learn to walk a little slower.

Look at this.

Gentlemen, over here.

Tell the boys I'm doubling the bounty on that cat. $500.

Howdy, Mr. Maverick.

Nice to see you up again. How'd it go? Did the game leg give you much trouble?

Well, French, we found out something about horses. Get one side going with a

good leg and the other side goes right along.

I'll put him away for you. You want me to feed him, too? I got some nice

herring in the wagon.

Thanks, but he just had a turkey sandwich.

Congratulations. You and the horse came back together.

Good ride?

As soon as I showed him who was boss.

As long as it wasn't me, we got along fine.

Pete will be so pleased.

He's just been waiting till you could ride again so we can all go out after

mountain lot. On purpose?

No, ma 'am. I'm not well enough to lick my weight in Wildcats. Never was.

Besides, you know as well as I do, if I can stick in a saddle, I've got to get

out of here.

What are you saying?

I'm leaving tonight.

You're not.

I've got to.

You can do that.

You can tip your hat and just ride off just like that? It's the only thing I

do.

I guess we've both been trying to pretend that kiss never happened.

But all the time we've known it did.

We've known it so well.

And it was more than a kiss.

We've known that, too.

We didn't mean it to happen. But there it is, and it's real. And we can't make

it any less real by lying to ourselves.

Please, if you want me to tell you what you already know, that I love you, all

right, I do.

Not many people ever know they're in love.

They may think they are. They tell themselves they are, but they don't

they never know what they've missed.

That almost happened to me, but it's not too late.

Kitty, I let you think I'm in love with you. I'm sorry, because it just isn't

true. I know why you're saying that, and I understand.

Because Pete means much more to me than he ever could to you. But we've got to

think about ourselves now.

Oh, Bart, when two people feel like this, no matter what stands in their

it's wrong for them to deny it to themselves or to each other.

There are seats from the store, Mrs. Dillon.

Second thought, I'm leaving now.

You're not going without saying goodbye to Pete.

Won't that be an anti -climax after what Bender will have to tell him? Fred

won't tell him anything unless he starts asking questions.

And he won't unless you leave without an explanation.

All right, I'll say goodbye to Pete.

Tonight? Why tonight?

You said you'd go hunting with me.

Oh, I know.

You're afraid I'll try to put you to work. Well, I won't, so watch your all

-fired hurry.

It's time for me to move on, that's all.

I gotta get back in condition, staying up nights breathing stale cigar smoke

living my full rich life of devotion to my fellow man's money.

Mind's all made up, huh?

Yep. Well, maybe we can unmake it. A little simple arithmetic.

Let's see. You've been with us now 12 weeks.

Hotel rates, $2 a day, three and a half with meals.

Times seven is, uh,

uh, $24 .50.

Times 12 is, uh, uh, now don't tell me.

$294. Yeah, that's like I said. So you're into me for almost $300.

Now, if you should happen to change your mind and go hunting tomorrow, and if we

should happen to bag a cat, why, me and Kitty, we can't collect the bounty, so

you'd wind up... with $500 which you could pay me off with and a little extra

grub straight for yourself.

I'm no hunter.

I'm not even a very good shot. You don't have to be.

You just wait till that cat is close enough so you can feel its breath. You

reach down its throat, you grab it by the tail and yank it inside out. That's

what I always do.

And while we're out hunting tomorrow, we'll think up another dirty little

to keep you here a while longer.

Right, Kitty?

those rocks right enough.

We're going to have to go the rest of the way on foot.

Let's go, then.

Listen to that woman, would you?

Natural born hunter.

Brad, you stay here with the horses.

All right.

Don't let that cat get past you.

He crawled right through there.

Kitty.

Come here.

Did you find it?

Pete! Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

What happened? I don't know.

Why are you looking at me?

Kitty, you didn't...

For a moment, I was going to ask you that question.

Then I realized you couldn't possibly have done it on purpose.

Seems you don't have that same trust in me.

I'm sorry.

I know it wasn't my bullet. Mine hit the cat and he jumped.

You mustn't blame yourself.

It was an accident.

Bart, your bullet ricocheted. I heard it.

Is he dead?

Yes.

So are you.

They've been in there long enough.

Bender's coming out now.

Fred, tell me how it happened.

Everything.

Well, I'll tell you the same thing I told the sheriff. I was heading for your

place anyhow.

Before I do another thing, I gotta get good and drunk.

All right, sign it.

Sign it too, Kitty.

Right there where it said witness.

Is that all?

That's all.

Paragraph on a piece of paper.

That's what it comes down to.

Can we go now?

In a minute.

I ain't through with you.

You want me to stay for something?

No, I just want you to know I ain't through with you.

Not now, not ever.

If there was any legal way for me to hold you on a charge of murder, I'd do

You were talking to Bender in the other room.

I'd like a chance to tell my side of that.

If I was you, I'd say the least I could about it.

Mrs. Tillman's got a fine reputation.

No two people were better together than her and Pete.

You're in the clear on this one on account of her.

When she tells me that she saw it happen, that it was an accident, I

her. You've got an odd way of showing it. I believe her.

I wouldn't believe you missed her on your knees in church.

And that's where I'd be if I was you.

Given thanks that she was there to see it the way you wanted her to see it.

You're wrong, Sheriff.

But one of us is.

And one of these days I'm going to prove it.

You can count on that.

Now get out.

I better leave tonight.

You won't be staying for the funeral?

No.

Whatever you think is best.

But I doubt if you'll get very far if you try to leave tonight.

I'll move my things to the bunkhouse.

Yeah.

That would look better.

Don't think you stop me.

Tonight, tomorrow, it'll make no difference.

You turn your back and I kill you like you kill him.

You think I meant to kill him? Yes, for the woman.

No, Rachel, listen, I... Don't call me that.

Nobody but he ever called me that.

You're in love with Pete.

And he loved me.

Then he go to Chicago and come back with her.

I know what you think.

Not so.

He could have gone on with me any way he wanted me.

Not him.

He keep a bargain, that man.

Tonight, I see him lying there.

I wait for her to go.

To be alone with him.

A man like that.

And something like you crawls out of a hole and kills him.

All right, you said it twice. Now you're going to listen.

No, I'm not the kind of a man he was. I'm a drifter and a gambler, and I never

tie myself to anybody.

I meet a lot of people, but I don't make many friends.

I can't afford them.

Have I ever met a man that I wanted for a friend, who was one without even

trying? It was Pete.

Now he's dead because of me.

Nothing you or anybody else can do can make me feel any worse.

It wasn't excellent.

I'm sorry.

I loved him so much.

Everybody did.

Her too.

Thought this bunk was empty.

It isn't.

It was

an accident.

You know how accidents happen.

Like this.

No, you cannot come in. Mr. Stillman needs to sleep.

It's all right, Chan. I wasn't sleeping.

I want to talk to you.

That's all, Chan. You can go.

And close the door.

What happened?

For every friend Pete had, I've got an enemy.

Then I'll get rid of them, starting with Ben. No, you can't blame them. They

love Pete, so they've got to hate me.

Well, let them, but don't side with me. You'll find yourself sharing the blame.

I don't care. You haven't done anything wrong.

And I'll not let them drive you away.

Staying here would do any good. I'd stay.

The best thing I can do is get out before I cause you any more trouble.

Bart.

What happened today, it was horrible.

But what happened before that, between us, that didn't change.

Nothing happened. I've told you that.

It wasn't like that, and it's not going to be.

Especially now. No, but now I'm alone.

And I need you.

Don't you see?

It's the two of us.

It's got to be.

Goodbye, Kitty.

You're not going.

Not after I've given you everything you wanted.

What you've given me?

Yes.

What you've wanted all along. Ever since you made me fall in love with you.

Star Trail.

And someone to share it with.

Someone who loves you.

It's yours now.

That's what I've done for you. For you, Bart.

Just what have you done, Kitty?

I think you know.

I think you've known all along.

Tell me.

All right.

I wasn't aiming at the cat.

I hit what I was aiming at.

One of us had to do it.

We both knew that, didn't we?

The terrible thing is you believe that.

I made it so easy for you to get what you wanted. And I'm not letting you

it away.

You're going to take what I've given you.

All of this.

Sure.

Sure, Kitty.

I understand.

And I'm grateful.

Really, I am.

But we're both tired now. We can talk about it in the morning.

So you think I'm insane?

So you'll humor me and then slip out that door and go straight to the sheriff

and tell him everything I said?

That's something you'll never do.

Because if the sheriff came to me, I'd tell him this.

That you killed Pete deliberately.

I lied for you, yes.

Because you made me fall in love with you.

I lied to protect you because you wanted me enough to kill for me.

perfectly logical we're all alone with our secret and it will hold us together

and sooner or later you'll have to turn to me because there won't be anybody

else to turn to as long as you live

Now, let's get this straight, Maverick.

Is Mrs. Stillman ready to repeat that confession?

Of course not.

But she confessed to you quick enough.

Don't expect it to make sense. She isn't responsible for what she does.

Are you telling me she's insane?

That's just what I'm telling you.

But there was nothing wrong with her before you. Come along.

You drive the women crazy. Is that what you're trying to say? Just a minute,

Sheriff. I find it hard to believe that you're that irresistible.

You're not to me.

What about you, Bert?

I can't see it, Sheriff.

Anyway, that's a story. You can take it and do what you want with it.

You think we should ride out there and arrest her just on your say -so, huh?

You should, but you won't.

Anyway, if you told me what would happen if I came to you with the truth...

She's got another story waiting for you. That I killed Pete because I wanted

her.

You know, I like that story better. I thought you would, but when you come to

think about it, I didn't have to say a word, did I? I didn't have to take the

chance on her accusing me.

I could have kept my mouth shut and let her get away with it. No, you couldn't.

Because you had to get smart.

You had to set yourself up with an alibi.

Because you knew that one day she'd wake up and stop covering for you.

You had to twist it so that when she does tell the truth, it would come out

sounding like a lie.

Take his gun, Bert.

We're going to take a ride with Mr. Maverick.

Let him tell his story all over again.

Right to Kitty's face.

Well?

This man has come to me with a pretty fantastic story.

We'd better let him tell it himself.

Go on, Maverick.

Story? What story?

I don't understand.

All right, he won't tell it to your face, so I'll tell it for him.

He claims you shot Pete, Kitty, so that you could be with him. He said what?

Did you say that?

Of course not. It's a trick. He's trying to get you to change your story. To say

I didn't kill Pete by accident.

It's the truth.

He accused you. Bert was there.

Now do you want to tell me what really happened?

Wasn't it his doing, planned, premeditated?

I've told you everything I know.

You have my sworn statement that my husband's death was accidental. What

you want of me?

So you've decided to cover for him a little longer, huh?

Give him one more chance?

All right, Kitty.

But too many things have gotten tangled up in this until one thing is awful

clear. It wasn't an accident.

The way it looks to me now, the two of you were in it together.

And now you're both getting scared.

Why, look at yourself, Kitty.

You're going to pieces right in front of my eyes.

And when you decide to tell the truth, remember, you didn't pull the trigger.

It won't go so hard for you when you make up your mind to talk.

That's enough, Sheriff.

Get out!

I'm going.

But don't you try to leave.

I want you two to stay together.

Close together, until one or the other of you can't stand it a minute longer.

I'm deputizing every hand on this ranch to keep an eye on you, Maverick.

And I'll take any attempt to escape as an admission of guilt.

I thought a man had to be tried and convicted before you could lock him up.

That's what you've been.

Being out of jail instead of in, let's call that a temporary technicality.

Remember what I told you, Kitty.

You don't have to feel trapped by this man.

It's good I'm not a violent man, Kitty.

Because I couldn't afford to kill you now, even if I wanted to.

Bart.

You could make it so much easier for both of us, don't you see?

Once you accept it, it won't seem so bad. And I'll make it up to you. I

I'll give you anything you want.

Like freedom?

If you start running now, you'll just be hunted for the rest of your life.

I'm considering it just the same.

Someday you'll understand.

Stop hating me for holding on to you any way I could because I loved you.

No, it's the other way around.

Already you've begun to hate me.

You couldn't go through with it now, Kitty, even if I'd let you.

You looked in the mirror. You noticed your hands.

The sheriff was right.

Sooner or later you're going to have to run to him and tell him something,

anything. No, Bart, you're wrong. I'll never change.

I feel sorry for you

you

I couldn't stop him. We'll stop him. We'll get the sheriff. He'll want to be

with us. The rest of you boys start saddling up.

Mrs.

Stillman up?

No, sir.

I think she's still asleep.

Get her up.

Blood's just about dry she must have been dead for hours

You'll see her alive after this

man left

See anybody else here after that?

Well, Maverick, she can't cover for you this time.

I never saw a mag like that before.

Nobody saying nothing?

Ain't nothing to say, is there?

Couldn't be quite a few of them.

There'll be more.

You think you can hold them off, Sheriff?

Hold them off?

From what?

Ain't doing nothing as far as I can see.

Nice, quiet bunch of folks.

What do you think, Bert?

It's nice and quiet to me.

That's what I thought.

Well, I guess there ain't nothing to keep you waiting around here for.

I heard a rumor this fellow was seen over in the Cedar Bricks.

You want to take a ride over there and check up on that?

Pete's doing nothing, Sheriff.

This here is a complete report on that hunting accident

yesterday. You better hustle your tail over to the county seat and get her

filed. They like to keep current on them things, you know. Sure you can take

care of things here, all right? Oh, without even trying.

Sheriff!

I'd like to have a trial, anyway.

Huh?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I guess you would.

Well, you're certainly entitled to one, according to law.

Run along now, Roy.

That leaves you all alone, huh, Sheriff?

Protect me all by yourself.

Oh, shucks, Maverick. I know those people out there.

If they shouldn't get out of hand, I could hold them off easy.

That is, if I had to.

time when a job gets too dirty for a man to handle what i mean to say i've just

resigned as your sheriff the office is open to anybody who cares to take you

Peace.

All right, that brought him around.

Sit up straight, Maverick.

No?

Well, maybe this will straighten you up, though.

Stop it! Stop it, you filthy animals!

All of you animals!

You murder a man without hearing a word from his lips. Even a prayer.

This is not a man who kills.

Not with a weapon like this.

Yes, this weapon.

It was me.

Last night, I hear the men talk in my place.

I hear how this man go to your sheriff and tell him it was not him, but the

woman who should beat Stillman.

Nobody believe.

I believe him.

I go to her house, and I hold the knife very close to her throat.

I make her afraid.

I make her tell me the truth.

And when she tell me how she shoot Pete in the back, something go

wrong.

I cannot help it.

The knife slip.

Ain't you gonna arrest her, Sheriff?

I took my badge off to let this happen.

I won't be putting it on again.

Can you make up your mind what you want to do?

I'll be in my place.

Adios, amigo.

Whose horse am I sitting on?

Well?

Doesn't belong to anybody, huh?

I thought maybe it did.

Who is the tall, dark stranger there?

Maverick is the name.

Riding the trail to who knows where.

Luck is his companion.

Campern is his game.

Smooth as a handle on a gun.

Maverick is the name.

Wild as the wind in Oregon.

Blowing up a canyon.

Easier to tame.

Riverboat, ring your bell.

Fare thee well, Annabelle.

Luck is a lady.

that he loves the best.

That's the New Orleans living on Jackson Queens.

Maverick is a legend of the West.

Rebel, I'll ring your bell.

Farewell, Annabelle. Luck is a lady that he loves the best.

That's the New Orleans living on Jackson Queens.

Maverick is a legend of the West.