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You got the wrong man, friend.

No, I got the right man.

Low -down, dirty, double -dealing rat I've been looking for.

We got a score to settle.

You looking for a gunfight, friend?

Well, that's the only kind that settles things.

Now, you start for your gun.

Well, that won't be necessary.

You see, I've got a Derringer in this hat, and it's pointed straight for your

heart.

That's a pretty tired bluff, Maverick.

Call it friend.

This is the town of Clayville.

Looks like an ordinary little town, doesn't it?

But to me, it can never be ordinary, because it was here that I first met

Fatima.

My raise, Mr. Brimmer.

You're open and a hundred better.

I'm tapped out, Maverick. I'd like to make you a business proposition.

I'll give you the chance to buy a full -blooded Arabian mount for $200.

Imported Arabian? Absolutely.

If that's all you say, it ought to be a bargain.

It's a she.

I'll stand behind every word.

You got yourself a deal.

It cost me a hundred.

I'll just meet the raise.

How many cards?

I'm Pat.

You're Pat?

One card to the dealer.

I'll check to the pat hand.

A hundred even. Let's keep it neat.

You're a good maverick.

No sense throwing good money after bad.

Catch me, Andrew.

Where are you holding?

Uh, you didn't pay to find out.

Game's over. I'd kind of like to know what you beat me with.

Sometimes it's better not to know.

What'd you have?

Why you got nothing you you ran one I should have known better you double

and no easy Brimmer you're gonna play poker. You'll have to develop a sense of

humor. That's old prick my friend keep smiling Keep

smiling, huh? I'll remember that the next time I get in the game with you.

That's not very likely I wouldn't have shown you those cards see I'm leaving

Clayville tomorrow and I better take a look at that Arabian of mine

That's right. She's your Arabian now, isn't she?

What's that for?

Oh, first impressions are always important, with both animals and humans.

Well, there she is. Where?

The Arabian beauty, with the long neck and the sad eyes.

There she is, just like I said, full -blooded Arabian amount.

Imported. Of course, she ain't very pretty, but she's kind of a relic. You

I think she's probably one of the last the Army brought over.

Never mind the history lesson.

The fact is, you took me.

You might just as well have stolen $200 out of my pocket.

Mr. Maverick.

Yes, I know. Keep smiling.

You may be making yourself a friend for life.

Well, it's going to be a short life.

I'm leaving town tomorrow.

And you can keep your Arabian mount. And forget about the $200.

I don't want her. Well, that makes two of us. I don't either.

The difference is, now she belongs to you.

Good luck, Maverick. Keep smiling.

Goodbye, Fatima.

Don't bring that clown in here.

We've got no room.

Besides, we only cater to four -legged animals with straight backs.

Well, hush, friend. She might hear you.

Where she comes from, they treat her like a queen. Well, you just take her

back where she comes from, because I don't want her in here.

Well, don't you pay any attention to him, Fatima.

Brett Maverick never laid a lady down before, and he's not going to start now.

I may be leaving tomorrow, but tonight, you're going to have a bad...

Some cologne, fine bran, and a nice, comfortable stall.

She has got pretty eyes, hasn't she?

Beautiful.

Come on.

The following day, I made a heart -rending discovery.

Trying to sell a camel was like trying to sell a herd of sheep to a cattleman.

Three nights later, I was halfway to Silver Springs, and Fatima was still on

hands.

I'd learned by now that you not only couldn't sell a camel, you couldn't give

one away.

But what was even more frightening, Fatima had fallen in love with me.

Well, take her and forget about the money. You don't owe me a cent.

No. You'd drive a hard bargain, Mr. Johnson.

Look, all I want to do is see she gets a nice home.

Now, suppose I give her to you and pay you $25.

No.

$50?

No.

$100. That's my last offer. What do you say?

Yep.

It's a deal you'll never regret.

Well, so long, old girl. It's been nice knowing you.

Now, you behave yourself, Mr. Johnson, and take good care of him.

Need some help, miss?

I'm awful handy to have around. Now, just a... Fred.

In person.

What are you doing in Silver Springs?

Trying to rekindle an old friendship.

Fred, it is good to see you.

Now, that's better.

How long have you been here?

Oh, about five minutes. How long have you been here? Almost a year.

Married? Not yet.

But soon.

Congratulations.

A man that lucky in love ought to be a cinch in a poker game. I'd like to meet

him. Unless you've changed, you will. He runs the Square Deal Saloon.

His name's Carl Jimson.

The citizens of Silver Springs elected him mayor.

They all love him.

Me too.

Here, I'll take these.

Will you be around here for a while? Oh, a little while.

Business?

Just rambling.

Brad, I know you better than that. You never go anywhere without a reason.

Well, maybe you're right.

Just not a very important reason.

Say, I'm going to need a hotel room.

Can you give me any recommendations?

Oh, the Silver Springs Hotel, right back there.

Ask for Howard Harris.

Will you be coming to the Square Deal later?

Will you be there?

Mm -hmm.

I want you to meet Carl.

Then I'll be there.

What's the matter, Brett?

Can't you find a game to your taste?

I just thought I'd watch a while.

You never used to be so patient. Now, wait a minute, Tommy. Come on now,

We've been friends too long to have any kind of trouble around here.

I've got no beef with you, Carl.

It's Scott.

Been a lucky boy and tapped me.

All of a sudden, my credit's no good anymore.

The house rules, Tommy. We don't tell the players what to do.

Why don't you pack him for tonight, huh?

Cleaned out, Carl.

Why don't I tell my wife?

How much money you lose?

$200.

Tommy, that's $50.

Let me get you off the hook with your wife.

Carl, you don't have to do this. No, I don't, but I want to.

Now, you go on home.

Don't let me catch you back here tonight trying to win back this money, you

hear? Thanks, Carl.

Tomorrow's another night. We're going to be here.

Carl.

I want you to meet Brett Maverick.

Mr. Maverick, Carl, this is Carl Jimson. Well, nice to meet you, Mr. Maverick.

Hi, Mr. Jimson.

Welcome to the square deal.

We can't promise you a win, but we can guarantee you a fair shake. Well, man

can't ask for any more than that. That's right.

You and Donna here old friends?

Oh, we met in Clovis. Oh, Carl.

Oh, excuse me a minute, Mr. Maverick.

Make yourself at home, yeah? Nice meeting you.

Like him?

Oh, he seemed like a real likable gent.

I knew you'd feel that way.

Are you sure he's the one?

Positive.

Does Mr. Jimson play much?

The stakes are high on that.

You know, I've been watching the players. Are there regulars?

A couple of regulars.

A few of them do pretty well.

You mean they win pretty steady?

Mm -hmm. Which ones?

Oh, let me tell you.

The one in the red shirt?

The one in the brown coat and the gray hat?

How'd you know?

Oh, they just do a lot of ear -pulling, eye -twitching between them.

You think they're cheating?

Maybe they're just nervous.

Carl wouldn't stand for any cheating.

That's what everybody tells me.

Where are you going?

I'm going to play poker.

I thought you said the game was crooked.

I did, but it's the only one in town.

Now, wait, Brad.

If you think Connors and Ferguson are up to something, I'll tell Carl.

I wouldn't do that, Donna.

After all, I'm just guessing.

You all bet, Maverick.

500 even.

Beats me.

Well, how about it? You call?

What's the rush?

You're slowing up the action.

Tough.

Come on, call or drop.

There's a lot of money in that pot.

Look, my money's in there, too. I'm taking my time.

You want to hurry, Maverick?

It's a good -sized call.

Take all the time you need.

Is your 500?

I don't know that 250.

You seem mighty anxious to make that raise, Mr. Connors. You must have quite

hand. You're invited to take a look, friend.

Just a call, Mr. Connors.

Three queens.

Let's see that, friend.

Sorry, friend. There doesn't seem to be a full hand here.

You called three queens. There's only two here.

I'm sorry. I thought I had them.

I must be getting bleary -eyed or something.

Sure, it can happen.

But that makes my three tens good.

Connors, you better get yourself a pair of specs.

All right, all right.

I'm tired.

Deal me out.

Me and Ferguson was running the four -card spread on this stranger Maverick.

Why, he was in there like a bird dog before Ferguson could plant a third

in my hand.

What's the matter? You boys losing your touch?

He's a pro, Carl. I'd be willing to bet on it.

Yeah?

How much is he into his fault?

Oh, over a thousand.

Yeah?

If Mr. Maverick's looking for trouble, he's going to get it.

I'll tell you what you do. You go on back down that game, yeah?

Use Ferguson. Use your heads, both of you. Let me know if anything happens.

Right.

Kingsborough.

Enough room for them chips, Maverick? Oh, I can always make big ones out of

little ones.

You're doing fine.

I always enjoy a wide -open game.

There's no question about it, boss.

He's a pro.

Ask Ferguson.

I was using a single card holdout.

Maverick just riffled the deck and called for a count.

One card missing and he knew it.

Did you get the card back on the deck?

Oh, boss, please.

When I counted the cards, it was exactly 52.

Now, what's the difference? He knows we're running a brace joint. He's on to

every twist.

He's ahead about $5 ,000, Carl.

We better make our move.

Maybe the smartest thing to do is to play it straight while he's here.

If we stop playing into his hand, maybe he'll move on.

Let him move on with $5 ,000 of my money?

Might be worth it.

After all, Carl, you've got a good thing going here.

Why take chances?

And when he stops winning, he'll start talking, huh? You ever think of that?

I got a good thing here, Connors, because I don't take chances.

I'll handle this thing myself.

Jimson hadn't been in the game ten minutes before I knew why he was there.

He was the real expert, making his two brace men look like a pair of amateurs.

He was there to get his money back, and he'd already slipped a couple of smooth

tricks right past me.

But I had him spotted now, and he had all the money back he was going to get.

Up to you, mister.

Call the raise, right back.

I'll match that.

How many, please?

If you don't mind, I'd like a cut.

Well, now, Mr. Maverick.

Cards were cut before the deal. How many, please?

According to Mr. Hoyle's book of rules, a player is entitled to a cut at any

time during the game.

Hoyle don't make the rules here, friend. I do.

How many, please?

I'm sorry. I misunderstood.

I thought you were playing a poker game.

You can make up rules for any game you like but don't call it poker. It's

misleading Now you've had your say mr. Maverick. How many cards do you want?

I? Figured if a man doesn't want to give me a cut he knows something about the

deck that I don't know You calling me a cheat just calling for a cut

Now look here nobody calls Kyle Jimson a crook. That's what everybody says

Mr. Maverick, if you're looking for trouble, you're just going to find it.

Whether it's gun trouble or car trouble, you're going to get it.

I'm not looking for trouble.

You just let me cut those cards and everything will be all right.

Ken Horn got nervous about a big hand, boys, and called me cheat. He went for

his gun.

Get the doctor.

That's what happened, Carl. I saw him try to draw on you. I seen it, too.

you drew fast. He'd have had you sure.

Somebody get the doctor. He may still be alive.

Yeah, these trigger -happy guys are all alike. Get him out of here. What'll we

take? I don't care. Just get him out.

Careful,

gentlemen, careful. That's a new rug, you know.

Where's his room, Howard?

Wouldn't it be better, doctor, if you took him over to your place?

Which room?

Doctor, it's room A.

There Donna Hello

Brett, how are you feeling? Oh, I'm alright. I brought

you some fresh coffee. That's very considerate of you Donna But dishonest

Jemison know that you're on this errand of mercy.

No, I can't stay Well, thanks for the coffee anyway but everyone in

town says that you're Just wait until you get back on your feet so you can go

and finish your gunfight with Carl.

Well, I kind of let that word get around.

Don't do it.

The man ripped a hole in my shoulder.

That's hard to forget.

You made the first move.

Everyone knows that.

Donna, I know how you feel about Jepson.

I'm sorry.

But I heard about him from a friend of mine.

That's why I came here.

The one way for a card player to be sure of winning is to get into a crooked

game and play honest, if he knows what to look for.

And there's nothing I like better than to trip up a card shark.

Carl's not what you say.

You're wrong about him.

Not this time.

But he knows you're coming.

He'll have to defend himself.

I want him to know it.

I want him to spend some time thinking about it. What good will it do? One of

you will have to lose.

That's usually the way it works.

Fred, I'm in love with him.

Will you leave town without trying to see him again?

Will you do it for me?

I'm sorry, Donna. I can't do that.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Something is wrong. What is it?

What are you doing in Maverick's room today?

I know you were there. Why?

I took him some coffee.

Why?

I went there to try and talk him out of this stupid gunfight.

Who is he, Donna? What does he mean to you?

I want to know.

I thought I was in love with him once.

It was a long time ago.

It's all over.

Does it make any difference, Carl, with us, I mean?

No.

Watch it, honey.

You're my girl now, ain't you?

Don, I'm sorry.

I didn't know what I was doing. It was just the thought of you and another man,

you understand?

It's all right, girl.

I wish you'd go now.

I'm sorry, Donna.

I swear it'll never happen again.

Who is it? It's me, Mr. Maverick.

Hello, Howard. I just wanted to find out how long you intended to stay.

Well, that depends.

The doctor figures a few more weeks.

I figure a few more days.

A number of the citizens have been discussing your intention of challenging

Jimson. When you're up and around, that is.

That's my intention.

Do you think that's wise, Mr. Maverick?

Well, it's more necessary than wise, Howard.

Well, it certainly doesn't seem like good strategy to me to announce your

intention.

Well, it is the way I figure, Mr. Jimson.

You see, I'm pretty certain that under that manly chest of his beats a heart of

pure yellow.

I want him to know I'm coming and think about it for a long time.

But suppose he doesn't wait?

Suppose he comes to visit you?

Honest Carl Jimson?

Why, he wouldn't dream of attacking a sick man.

After all, he has quite a reputation in this town.

You seem to have it all figured out, Mr. Maverick.

Well, in any case, I wonder if you'd like to give me a little something

your bill.

Well, you've been doing some figuring, too, haven't you, Howard?

I just like to keep accounts current.

How much do I owe you?

You know...

Well, girl, you must have had quite a trip.

Who gave you my address, huh? You know that beast, Mr. Maverick? Oh, yes.

We spent several beautiful nights together.

Fatima, what am I going to do with you? Well, she certainly can't stay in the

room with you. This hotel has rules.

Oh, yes, no lady camels allowed.

Say, isn't Silver Springs pretty close to the desert?

Well, Henderson's Well is just ten miles outside of town, and that's the last

stop before miles and miles of desert.

Well, someone in this town ought to be interested in buying a camel.

I doubt it.

Say, Howard, would you try to sell her for me?

I'm a busy man, Mr. Maverick. I'm supposed to be running a hotel.

I realize that your time is valuable.

So here's a little something for handling the transaction.

Just make sure she gets a nice home.

How am I going to get her out of here?

Well, you could try pulling from the other side.

Well, I'll do my best.

Oh, Howard, I've had a little experience with this.

If you can't sell Fatima...

Try bribing some soft -hearted farmer.

You can go as high as $50.

And just make sure they treat her kindly.

You know, she used to be a queen.

Connors.

Yeah?

This gent wants to see Mr.

Jimson.

What's your name, stranger? Drake. Mr. Jimson's expecting me.

Well, you wait here. I'll go see what he has to say.

Come in.

Fellow named Drake downstairs.

Says you're expecting him.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, he's interested in some property out toward Rigby.

Send him up.

What kind of dude looking?

Sure he's all right? I said to send him up.

Come in.

Oh, Mr. Drake.

Carl Jimson.

You come to me highly recommended.

I'm in need of a good specialist right now.

Yeah, how about a smoke?

No, thank you.

Look here.

There's a tin horn named Brett Maverick come into town here last week and tried

to bust me up.

I had to gun him. They tell me you did a careless job.

Yeah, well, they tell you right, son.

He's gonna be back on his feet pretty soon, and he's made it known he's gonna

come after me.

Sounds like where I come in. That's exactly where you come in.

Right between me and Mr. Maverick.

Got a lot of money now.

I can afford not to take unnecessary risks. You understand?

With me, there's no risk, Mr. Jimson.

Yeah?

Nobody must know that you're fighting for me.

This Maverick's no saddle tramp.

They say he's pretty fast in the card game. He may be fast in the draw, too.

I'm faster.

You fear you can handle... Does that convince you? It sure does.

Now, look here. Here's part of your money.

You get the rest when you take care of Maverick.

Now, this must look like a fight between you and Maverick. You understand?

Nobody must know you're frontin' for me.

Oh, uh, Mr. Maverick. Mr. Maverick, wait.

You're going to see Mr. Jimson?

That's right. Well, about your bill, Mr. Maverick, would you mind paying up

before you go?

I'll be back.

I know, Mr. Maverick, but you see, we really can't be sure of that.

Maverick? You talking to me?

Don't you remember me?

Can't say I do.

Maybe you got a reason to forget.

You got the wrong man, friend.

No, I got the right man.

Low -down, dirty, double -dealing rat I've been looking for.

We got a score to settle.

I'll say it once more.

And I'll say it slow.

I don't know you.

Now, if you'll get out of my way, I've got some business to settle inside.

I've waited a long time to meet up with you again.

You've got some business to settle out here first.

I began to get the idea.

The two things are tied up together.

Are you going to talk or are you going to settle?

You looking for a gunfight, friend?

Well, that's the only kind that settles things.

You seem pretty sure of yourself.

That puts me in a spot.

You see, I'm not the fastest gun in the world.

I am.

I figured that's why Jimson hired you.

Who's Jimson?

I just told you.

Fine.

Now you start for your gun.

Well, that won't be necessary.

You see, I've got a Derringer in this hat, and it's pointed straight for your

heart.

A little trick I learned from your friend Jimson.

That's a pretty tired bluff, Maverick.

Call it, friend.

All right.

Drop the hat.

I'd like to see this derringer.

I'll show it to you right after I pull the trigger.

Now, you've got about five seconds to drop that gun.

Leave the gun in the holster and drop the gun belt.

The time's up.

Throw it over there.

The way I figured, killing's a serious matter.

And a man who keeps smiling while he's gunning somebody, he's not a man at all.

You should have called me, friend.

You had the best hand.

Help anyone.

I'm sorry, Donna. I've got to play this hand out.

Maverick.

Will you hold your fire to let the lady by?

Be glad to.

Send her out.

No, I won't.

I'm not going to make it any easier for you two fools to kill each other.

Is she coming?

One second, Maverick.

Look here, Donna. Go on outside and talk to him.

Maybe you can get him to change his mind.

She's coming out, Maverick.

Go on.

He shot her, Shell. He shot her in cold blood. I seen it. Somebody get the doc.

He said he'd hold his fire to let Donna by.

But when she came toward him, he shot her down.

You ready to agree that's the way it happened?

Jemison shot her.

When I shoot the girl I love, the girl I'm gonna marry... He fired at me while

was waiting to let her go by. He missed and fired again.

That shot was the one that got her.

According to him, she was shot in the back.

Is that where the wound was, Doctor?

No, the bullet was in her chest.

When he fired the first shot, she turned around.

The second shot was the one that got her in the chest.

You never run short of answers, do you?

What are her chances, Doc?

It's hard to say. She's lost a lot of blood.

I can't even try to remove the bullet yet.

She said anything about who did it?

She's still unconscious.

It doesn't look too good.

And it doesn't look too good for me either.

I use a .45, Sheriff.

You might ask Jimson what kind he uses.

Well, Carl...

I use a .45, too, Sheriff.

Try again, Tin Horn.

You're a smooth talker, Maverick, but I'm holding you under arrest. If a girl

dies, you'll be charged with murder.

Then you guard her real good.

She's the only one that can tell you which of us fired that shot.

And I wouldn't want anything to happen to her while I'm in jail.

Who?

No, just holler.

Not you, him.

I've never been in a jail before.

Well, you've spent a lot of time in that hotel here.

You're a jokester, Mr. Maverick, but I certainly like your spirit. I just

dropped by to deliver your change.

My change? Oh, I've got a wonderful home for Fatima on the outskirts of town.

And the man took her for only $35.

Well, thank you, Howard.

Have you heard anything about Miss Seeley?

Oh, they say she's just about the same, still unconscious and all.

The doctor's about giving up hope.

Look, I know how you feel about Mr. Jimson, but he's awful broken up about

Oh, I'll bet.

He thinks maybe the doc hasn't done all he could do for her.

So, anyway, I know he went to Crown City.

There's another doctor over there, supposed to be pretty good.

He left?

Yeah.

He's going to bring the doctor back here.

When did he leave, Howard?

Oh, a couple of hours ago, I think.

Why? What are you getting so excited about?

He told Doc Nelson all about it. He said he didn't mind.

Have you seen Doc Nelson lately?

Me? What do I want to see him for? Well, I first noticed it at the hotel.

You don't look too good.

You've got kind of a haze over your eyes. That's a sure sign.

And your skin is all peaked and reddish.

Oh, no, it's always like that.

Oh, and it's a lot worse than when I first saw you at the hotel.

It is? Yeah. Do you ever get any pains in your head or anywhere?

I feel very fit.

Once in a while, when I get the morning, I don't feel too chippy, you know?

Yeah, now, that's what I mean. You really ought to see the doc.

You said you just wanted to deliver his change.

I'd like to talk to Mr. Harris for a while. Is it all right?

Howard, is Jensen traveling alone?

Yeah, I think so.

Do you have a horse outside?

Yeah, sure.

Looks like I'll have to borrow it. Mine's at the stable.

You know, some of your jokes are way over my head, Mr. Maverick.

You're in jail. What would you be doing with a horse?

I'd be trailing honest Carl Jimson. And it's about time I got started.

Now, Howard, I wouldn't do this to anyone but a true blue friend.

Deputy, come here, quick.

What happened?

But he's sick. We were just talking and he passed out. You better get a doc.

I better get some water first.

I wonder what it is. I don't know.

Jimson had started a rock slide to cover the well, and it had worked just fine.

I had no water, and Jimson had all he'd need.

That made the odds a little too long.

If how fast they were riding meant anything, that was a very angry posse.

And suddenly those odds didn't seem long after all.

The desert began to look like just the place for me to go.

I couldn't be sure of getting far without water.

But there was one thing I could be sure of.

That posse wouldn't follow me into the desert.

And then I had another happy thought.

Jimson must have used cartridges to bring off that slide.

Maybe he didn't have many left.

Jensen had won another round, and this looked like the final one.

The problem was real simple now, to get out of the desert alive, if I could.

There are some gambles that haven't any right to pay off.

This one had, because of a lovely girl named Fatima who just couldn't take no

for an answer.

Jimson was still running, but now it was only a matter of time.

Two hours later, Jimson's horse gave out, but he kept him running.

When I got closer, he started firing.

Fortunately, his marksmanship hadn't improved a bit.

And when his shells were gone, Jimson gave up fighting and started talking.

I'd finally found someone who wanted to buy Fatima.

The offer started at $5 ,000 and went up.

It almost pained me to have to say no.

That's thoughtful of you, Fatima.

You're quite a woman.

Up, Fatima, up.

Good girl.

Jeff! Down, Fatima.

Down.

Good girl, Fatima. Take him inside, boys.

I never expected to see you back here, Maverick.

Oh, I'm just full of surprises, Sheriff.

I didn't think Silver Springs would be the same without old honest Carl.

Better go back to jail now.

Well, you ought to, if only for the way you got out.

Donna's better. She told us who shot her. I think Jimson should be hung.

I had no idea he did all that to poor Mr.

Maverick. Well, we don't have a hanging charge against him.

Well, if you can't hang him, Sheriff, you ought to sentence him to some target

practice. He sure needs it.

I don't like the idea of people going around busting out of my jail, but I'm

glad you did.

Can I see her now?

Doc says it's all right. She'll be like new in a few weeks.

Maverick? Yeah? I want to thank you.

Myself and for the townspeople.

For bringing Jimson in.

I know how much easier it would have been to just left him out there.

Ah, well, don't thank me, Sheriff.

Credit belongs to Fatima.

Found plans to build a monument.

Make it a camel with a mangy coat and big sad eyes.

I rode out of Silver Springs that afternoon.

I was glad to be going.

But I felt a sense of sadness and regret that I'd never see Fatima again.