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Marshal, it's Mr. Bigelow, the man who
stole the suitcase.

He can give you some details on how Park
Van was killed.

Who was killed?

Park Van, the man whose room I was
slugged in.

When was all this?

What do you mean, when was all this? You
saw it. You told me not to leave town.

Mister, I've never before in my life
laid eyes on you.

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I enjoy a good Fourth of July as much as
any other fun -loving American boy.

But when you're three days late for an
appointment in Denver, Colorado... I

predict that this will be the last time
that we will ever celebrate the Fourth

of July in this territory and under this
flag.

Next year, this time...

The stagecoach is sure taking its time
getting into town.

What's the difference?

It'll take even longer to beat its way
out again. One man's name personifies

vigor, the integrity, and the soul of
this territory.

It has been his efforts and his spirit
that are belatedly bringing statehood to

us. It is a sad thing to me that on the
very threshold of his triumph, his great

heart should have failed him.

The new star in the new flag.

will serve forever as a memorial to
Charles Sanderson Stewart.

Small world, Mr. Maverick. Room for
everyone.

Glad you could be with us, Judge, and
you too, Mrs. Kilmer.

Come see us again sometime.

Always a pleasure, Mr. Dixon.

Thank you, sir.

I reckon it's good to be home again,
Mrs. Kilmer.

Do you find the territory changed much?

Many things have changed, Mr. Farfan.

Others, not at all.

I didn't like you when you were hanging
on to Governor Stewart, and I don't like

you now, either.

You're new to the territory, aren't you,
Mr. Maverick?

Just passing through.

Just passing through like a Kansas
twister, Judge.

Mr. Maverick, you cleaned out the poker
game in Grantsville last night.

That's somewhat of an exaggeration, Mr.
Farfane.

Don't you believe it, Judge.

Why, he exaggerated me right out of
$600.

Well, you see, Mr. Maverick, the
territory is the land of opportunity.

When you decide to settle down with the
rest of us, this is the place for it.

I try not to think of that, sir. My old
pappy used to say work is all right for

killing time, and it's a shaky way to
make a living.

That one.

Just a minute.

Mr. Maverick? Who else?

You have a visitor in the lobby.

I'm sorry, I don't need any.

Yes, sir, but what do I tell her?

Her?

Yes, sir. What happened to the lady that
wanted to see me?

Lady? I haven't seen any lady.

Bellboy just told me there was a lady
waiting for me right here in the lobby.

Bellboy? Well, that would have been some
time ago.

That would have been about three minutes
ago.

Well, then I ought to know.

The bellboy's been off duty for the past
45 minutes. I let him off to go see the

parade.

I had the sudden and unpleasant feeling
that when I got back to my room, the $2

,600 I'd left in my suitcase would be
gone.

It was gone, all right.

And the suitcase with it.

Hey, this bellboy of yours, what does he
look like? Well, uh, like a bellboy.

About 17 years old. Hey, you can't do
that.

Charles W.

Farfan. The loudmouth on the stagecoach.
Who not only knew about my money, but

seemed to have a deep personal interest
in it.

I didn't really think I'd find him in,
but then I didn't have anything else to

do at the moment.

Farfan was in all right, but my suitcase
wasn't.

know is that somebody stole my traveling
bag with $2 ,600 in it.

This fellow Farfan, he knew I had the
money, so I went looking for him. When

didn't answer my knock, I pushed in his
door, and there he lay, dead.

How did he know you had money?

Friend of yours?

We were playing together in a poker game
in Grantsville.

He won?

I won.

I'm going to do my best to find my man
and your money, and while I'm doing

Don't you make any plans that involve
leaving town.

You better just lie back and rest.

It's dangerous to be moving around when
there's a possibility you may have

concussion.

Thanks, Doc.

It took all your money?

Say, maybe I didn't read down far enough
on your guest register.

You got a Mr. Bigelow here, a Quincy
Bigelow?

Yeah, room 210.

Now, now, no violence, Mr. Maverick.
We've had enough violence.

Mr. Bigelow was another of my fellow
passengers, the quiet, chubby one.

He knew about the money, too, and he had
a sneakier look than the judge.

Looks like Mr. Bigelow stepped out.

Oh, no luggage.

He skipped out and owed me a whole
night's room rent.

He owes me a lot more than that.

suitcase. I hope you haven't been
inconvenienced.

I hope not, Judge.

Won't you come in?

I must apologize, Mr. Maverick. I had to
make another Fourth of July speech, and

I didn't discover that we'd switched
suitcases until I got home just a little

while ago.

Everything's just dandy, Judge.

You seem to find that astonishing, Mr.
Maverick.

Please forgive me, Judge Somerville. So
much has happened today, I'm afraid I'm

a little bit sour.

It was very kind of you to bring this up
yourself.

Not at all.

Now, if I may have my own bag back, I'll
be on my way.

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

Stolen? From this room while I was out.

I don't believe you.

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

I'm afraid I am.

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

That would logically follow.

Would you like to explain your logic or
go right ahead with shooting?

Whichever you prefer, Mr. Maverick.

If you're planning on something clever,
I won't hesitate to use this.

We were talking about logic.

We have one coincidence when you get on
the same stagecoach as I, carrying the

same type of suitcase.

We have another coincidence.

When we get off the stagecoach at the
same point and you take the wrong bag.

And we have a third when some sneak
thief turns up before you've had a

discover the difference.

All this goes a step beyond
plausibility.

It goes a step short of logic, Judge,
because it doesn't explain what I'd want

with a whole satchel full of your dirty
shirts.

You and I know perfectly well we're not
talking about shirts.

Do we know what we are talking about?

We're talking about something of great
personal value to me.

Something which you have taken and which
I'm going to get back by whatever

method you force me to use.

It's a fascinating riddle, Judge.

But I need one more clue.

If this thing is of value only to you,
why would I go to all the trouble to

steal it?

And why would I leave $2 ,600 in my
suitcase for you?

Figure that one out, sir. Tell it to the
marshal. He's out looking for your

suitcase, too.

You went to the marshal? He came to me.

I don't understand.

While I was swiping your laundry,
somebody else was tapping me over the

with a blunt instrument and killing our
mutual friend, Mr. Farfan.

Oh, but you hadn't heard about any of
that, had you?

No.

No,

I hadn't.

That's very interesting, Judge.

I'm almost tempted to stick around and
see how it turns out.

Almost.

If you should get an answer, please let
me know at the Brown Palace Hotel in

Denver.

Good night, sir.

Mr. Maverick.

What a pleasant surprise.

It's Kilmer.

I was expecting to meet somebody here,
but I can't seem to find him.

Well, this is a great little place for
that sort of thing.

Perhaps he'll turn up yet. Would you
care to join me for coffee while you

That's very kind of you. Not at all.

You must have thought me quite rude this
afternoon.

It's just that these last few days have
been rather exhausting for me.

I can imagine. The territory is a
surprisingly lively little place,

going on all the time.

Well, it's certainly not like
Philadelphia.

No, it isn't.

Are you from the east, Mr. Maverick?

East Texas.

Do you miss Philadelphia?

Only a native could miss Philadelphia.

And you're not a native?

I'm a native right here, Mr. Maverick.

I went east to school. I married there.

I was widowed there.

I'm sorry.

At least now you're back with your own
family.

I have no family anymore, Mr. Maverick.

I assumed that Judge Somerville was...
He's an old friend of the family.

That's strange, Mr. Maverick. I somehow
got the impression that you and the

judge knew each other.

Only instinctively.

He's a very pleasant man.

He's a very shrewd man.

Well, that's a great help.

Is it?

Isn't it?

It's your move, Mr. Maverick.

I don't even know what we're playing,
Mrs. Kilmer.

I'm really not interested in who you are
or whom you're working for.

But I want that suitcase back.

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

That's very generous of you, but I'm
afraid that when you report back to

Somerville, you're going to have to tell
him that my answer to you is the same

as my answer to him.

Whatever it is he's looking for, I
haven't got it.

Very well.

I'm also ready to fight you for it.

I'd like to oblige you there, too.

But I'm holding up a very important
poker game in Denver.

I'm surprised that your friend hasn't
shown up yet.

Mr. Maverick, you were the friend I was
expecting to find.

Seems that this will be a dirtier game
than I was prepared for.

Oh, how nice.

We're neighbors.

See it?

See what?

Come on, I'll show you. I think you go
into all that work behind the lines

without ever seeing what goes on up
front.

What? What indeed, Miss Kilmer. Now we
know where your friend was while you

downstairs giving me the business.

I don't know anything about any of this.

Of course you don't. You were spending
all that time being charming, which is

your own true nature. But let me tell
you something.

I don't know who you think I am, but I'm
not.

I'm just an easygoing, fun -loving sort
of boy up to a point, which we have just

passed. I don't like being knocked on
the head, and I don't like having my

ransacked and my clothing strewn all
over everywhere.

I'm not neat, but I'm lazy. Now, you
listen to this, Mrs. Kilmer, because I

you to pass it on to the judge and any
other playful friends you might have

around here.

I'm now going down to the stagecoach
office to make sure of getting a ticket

out, and I hope to be leaving your
lovely city in the morning. But if any

of these holiday festivities come
anywhere near me, I'm not going to be

responsible for anything I might do to
any of you people. Good night, Mrs.

Kilmer.

Let's try it again, Maverick. Where is
it?

Where is what?

You're not really trying. That's the one
you used last time.

This is taking up an awful lot of time.

I don't even know what you're after.

I can't tell whether you're stubborn or
just stupid, but either way, you're not

thinking.

All right, Tiny.

I don't know how he feels, but I'm wore
out.

Well, maybe he's already passed the
stuff along to his friends. Yeah, or

he hasn't got it.

He's got it.

You're a tough boy, aren't you?

I'm not tough, but I'm not stupid
either.

I want to give you every cooperation, my
friend, but you're making it awfully

tedious.

Back to work. No.

We're going to try something else.

I'm going to let him go and see what
happens that way.

Here's what we're going to do, Mr.
Maverick.

We're going to give you 24 hours to dig
it up and hand it over.

24 hours.

I'm not going to follow you. We're not
going to watch you.

But wherever you are this time tomorrow
night, we're going to be there, too.

If you haven't got that package to hand
over to us, we're not going to bother

you with any more questions.

We're going to kill you.

Is that clear?

Nothing is clear.

Well, get this one thing very clear.

What you're thinking about right now
won't work because you can't run far

enough. When you run, we'll catch you.

When we catch you, we'll kill you.

Oh,

good morning, Mr. Hazleton. Good
morning.

What's the news from Washington? Well,
what's ever the news from Washington?

Well, they didn't even mention the
statehood bill.

I understand they're going to pass a
bill against grasshoppers.

Well, I'll tell you one thing.

If we still had Governor Stewart as our
delegate, he'd get some action out of

those people.

He was a fine man, all right. He
certainly was.

And forceful, too.

If we had him working for us in
Congress, it'd be... If you campaign for

might take the job myself.

Are you a forceful man?

No, no, but I could learn.

I called to see if my friend Bart
Maverick had checked out yet. Well,

unfortunately, he hasn't.

His luggage is still up in his room.

But, uh, he didn't come in last night.

Yes, he did.

Put this in his box, will you?

This isn't my room.

It's mine.

You fell in on your way home last night.

Who beat you up?

I don't know.

Who knew I was going out?

Tell me, who did you blame all your
troubles on before I came along?

Miss Kilmer, before you came along, I
didn't know what trouble was.

Go on with your story.

Well...

By some strange coincidence, just ten
minutes after I told you I was going

four strange men, strangers to both of
us, of course.

Of course.

Tied me up in a basement and tried to
beat me to death.

For no reason at all.

They wanted something from me.

Wanted what?

They didn't say.

Maybe they wanted the judge's laundry.

Which, of course, you don't have.

No.

They gave me 24 hours to deliver it.

If I don't, they promised to kill me.
They said it so sincerely that I just

to believe them.

What are you going to do?

I'm going to do my level best to give
them whatever it is they want.

Mr. Kilmer, what's in the judge's
suitcase?

I can't tell you. You're going to have
to tell me.

I'm very sorry, but I can't.

When my life's at stake, that's not a
very substantial answer. Now, I'm in

something pretty deep, and you're a part
of it. Mr. Maverick, I don't have

people beaten up, nor killed.

Then who do you know who does?

Do you feel up to going out?

good reason.

I think there is.

It's not the same basement.

Judge, I can't tell you how happy this
makes me.

Well, that was a pleasant little break
in the monotony. At any rate, I'm glad

Judge Somerville wasn't involved.

Oh, we don't know that at all.

We don't. We just know his basement
wasn't involved.

You know, I've been assuming through all
this that you don't have a basement.

Not with me.

Hey,

Sam, that's Bigelow. Where's the nearest
livery stable?

It's the other end of town.

Oh, Greg, is this the judge's? Yes.
Good. Tell him I borrowed it.

You're not going anywhere. We'll make
better time if you don't stop to argue

with me. I got no time to argue. Now
step off.

Do you really expect me to believe you'd
use that?

He got off.

Got off where?

Well, about in the middle of nowhere, ma
'am. I let him off back at the old

wagon road.

He headed north on foot.

North? What's north?

Nothing.

Thanks.

Since Bigelow was on foot, his tracks
were easy to follow.

That is, till it got too dark to go any
further.

There's nobody up here.

Tired, huh?

A little bit.

Eiderdown. That's the first nice thing
that's happened to me since Grantsville.

You're very kind.

Well,

it's as good a place to stay as any. Of
course, the dining room isn't much, but

then I won't be sleeping on a table.

It's been a long afternoon.

Yeah, but it can't get too long for me.

Well, you're not discouraged, are you?

No. If you can be optimistic, so can I.
You have twice as far to go as I do.

Have I?

All I have to do is find the Easter egg.
You not only have to find it, but then

you've got to take it away from me.

That's right.

And I'm bigger than you are.

Sure wish there was some way for us to
go partners.

Yes, but there isn't.

It's hard work going around circles.

Janet, tell me something.

You grew up back there in the capital.
Why are you staying in a hotel?

I was staying at Judge Somerville's.

We had a difference of opinion.

But you did have a home when you were
growing up, didn't you?

Didn't live in a wigwam.

No.

I was a spoiled child of the rich.

I was a spoiled child of the poor.

It was a big white house.

With a big green lawn.

In a big dark basement?

Yes, but you've never seen it.

All right.

But if I had a house like that, that's
where I'd stay.

I went back there.

It was spooky.

Nobody there but me.

What about Philadelphia?

Nobody there but me.

Feel better?

Much better.

This doesn't change anything.

It doesn't.

We're both searching for the same thing
and only one of us can get it.

No matter how I feel right now, I'll
double -cross you when I have to.

Because I have to.

Did I close that door?

Yes, you did.

Friend of yours?

I bet it was Bigelow. Friend Bigelow
doesn't know we're following him. And he

doesn't have a horse.

Morning. Where's the suitcase?

Suitcase?

Suitcase you stole from my room. Where
is it?

I don't have it.

Don't tell me you don't have it. I get a
little angry when everybody thinks I'm

stupid.

What would I want you with your
suitcase?

Why did you send a message up to my room
asking me to see a lady down the lobby?

I didn't.

No, I swear I didn't. What did you do?

Well, I was in my room.

It's between your room and the other
gentleman's, and I just happened to

overhear the bellboy give you a message.

Yeah?

I heard you leave your room, and I heard
you come back and lock it.

I knew you had to be leaving your money
in there.

So I went out my window along the ledge
to your window. Climbed in and helped

yourself to my suitcase.

That's right. Come on, Bigelow. There's
more to the story than that.

Yes.

I was only in your room for a little
while and I heard Farfan come out of his

room.

Came down the hall to your door and
started trying keys in the lock.

Go on.

Well, I could barely get out in time.

He wasn't in there very long, and I
heard him rush back to his own room.

Then he started arguing with somebody.

Very loud.

Then there was a fight.

All of a sudden, it was quiet.

Then I heard a noise.

It was like something dropping on the
floor, like a body.

Then what?

I waited for a while.

I didn't hear a sound.

And I went out the back way.

What suitcase?

I didn't know what I was doing.

When did you know?

I stopped down in the alley and looked
through the suitcase for the money. But

it wasn't there.

What was there?

In the suitcase.

What was in the suitcase?

Clothes.

Papers.

A bundle of papers, about that thick.

Letters?

Letters.

Documents marked deposition.

Some canceled bank drafts. I didn't stop
to read them. Where are they?

I got rid of them.

I threw the suitcase through a window in
a vacant warehouse.

What warehouse? Where?

The one in back of the hotel with the
for sale sign on it.

Let's go.

Well, can I get my things together?

Take your time.

Mr. Bigelow wasn't built for walking far
or fast, and it was late afternoon when

we finally limped back into Capital
City.

Not finding it wasn't really a surprise.

My little friend Janet had been here and
gone.

Well, it should have landed right here.

I don't know where it could have gone.
Nobody ever uses this warehouse.

Well, I think I know where it could have
gone.

But it's all right with you. I'll drop
you off first.

Marshal, it's Mr. Bigelow, the man who
stole the suitcase.

He can give you some details on how
Farfan was killed.

Who was killed?

Farfan, the man whose room I was slugged
in.

When was all this?

What do you mean, when was all this? You
saw it. You told me not to leave town.

Mister, I've never before in my life
laid eyes on you.

What about the local doctor and the
hotel clerk?

How's their memory?

About the same as mine.

What

are

you doing here? You're in danger.

Where is it?

No, I haven't got it. I rode straight to
the warehouse.

I searched it from top to bottom.

The suitcase wasn't there.

Please believe me.

Don't I always believe everything you
tell me?

You don't believe me.

Bart, I didn't want you to walk all the
way back to town, but it was the only

way.

And I told you I would do it if I had
to.

I'm sorry I had to.

Do you have anything else to tell me?

It wasn't in the warehouse.

If you'll excuse me, I'm about a half a
day late for an appointment. I'm still

trying to duck.

What do you want?

Looking for something?

Yeah, I'm looking for a wagon. It used
to be right here.

Well, uh, thinking of shooting it?

Sorry, I guess I'm just a little bit
jumpy.

What do you want with Louie's wagon?

I want to talk to Louie.

Well, you don't need an appointment for
that.

He's living down an old red shack two
streets down.

Thanks.

Hey, mister.

When you see Louie, you tell him to keep
his wagon out of my warehouse.

You too.

It's just papers and things.

Is that what you was looking for?

Sure hope so.

Some of your kinfolks, eh?

Hey, Louie.

You know a good bank around here with
safe deposit boxes?

First National, I think. He's next door
to the Bluebirds Cafe.

Thanks.

Bart!

Bart!

Bart, you... You found it. I found it.

What are you going to do with it?

I'm going to find myself a nice little
nest and I'm going to sit on it. You

what you're doing. It's dangerous.

No, not for me. Not if I play it right.

Bart, please give it to me.

Well, that's very kind of you, Mrs.
Kilmer. Most self -sacrificing, but I

couldn't impose upon you.

Whatever this is, for better or worse,
it's mine.

I went to a lot of trouble to get it.
I've been beaten up, tracked down,

and threatened, and I still came out
ahead.

Anybody who wants this one little
possession of mine now is going to have

me for it and pay me for it and pay a
handsome price at that. You people are

going to sweat the way I sweated, the
whole pack of you.

Bart, listen to me.

Now, don't follow me. You start trailing
along behind me, I'm going to punch you

right in the teeth.

Drop it, Maverick.

Drop it and nobody will get hurt.

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

This is my only chance to get out alive.

Well, sounds like somebody's celebrating
July the 6th ahead of you. Yeah, I'll

catch up with him.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

Had a few left over, folks.

Had to get rid of them.

Everything all right, Hazleton?

Get in here, quick!

Drop it, Marshal.

I've just been reading this stuff.

Somebody sure gave a lot of time to
getting it together.

A private citizen over at Grantsville.

He gave it more than time.

The day he turned it over to me, he was
murdered.

Shouldn't be too hard to figure out who
did it.

You know something, Judge? That Charles
Sanderson Stewart, the fellow you said

personified the spirit and integrity of
this territory, he was really something,

wasn't he?

Good thing for him his great heart
failed him when it did.

Folks would have hung him if all this
got out.

Tell me something, Judge.

Why did Mr.

Stewart's great heart fail him when it
did?

Because the lady's husband put a bullet
through it.

Well, it's nice to have friends.

If the lady's husband had done that to
me, it would have gotten into all the

papers.

Are you the lady in question, Mrs.
Kilmer?

Hardly.

Governor Stewart was my father.

You've done a splendid job in trying to
protect your father's memory.

But I'm confused at what you're trying
to protect, Judge.

This little dossier could send a dozen
men to prison, and yet it ignores you

completely.

I had no connection with the Stuart
machine.

Judge Somerville is a federal judge. You
might keep that in mind.

Will you put that gun away?

I might at that, Marshal. I'm always
respectful to force a law and order,

especially when they're honest and
upright public servants like you two.

Mr. Maverick, I wish you'd give me those
papers.

Oh, no. I don't know who went to all the
trouble of collecting this stuff, but

by this time I feel awful close to it.

As I told Mrs. Kilmer, I've been robbed,
chased, shot at, and beat up.

All for this little bundle of papers.

And now I'd like to see what I can get
for my pains.

If money is your weakness, I can tell
you where you can get perhaps $50 ,000

what you have.

The people who put those four men on you
to beat you, to kill you, to get those

papers away from you. Who are these
people?

The rottenest, most vicious element in
the whole West.

What's left of the Stuart machine.

They'd give anything to get those papers
and destroy them.

What do you plan to do with them, Your
Honor?

That's a strange thing, Mr. Maverick.

Those people, Janet and I, all working
against each other.

And yet we all wanted the same thing.

To hush the whole mess up.

You wanted to save your family name.

They wanted to save the corrupt Stuart
machine.

What did you want to save, Judge?

I'll tell you what he wanted to save.

Uh -uh.

Your Honor.

I wanted to save 100 ,000 people, the
population of this territory, from

statehood withheld from them because of
scandal.

That's why he came to see me yesterday.

But as Janet suspected, I've been
changing my mind.

What changed it?

The sight of kidnapping, violence, and
murder.

And the realization that if we couldn't
get into the Union... Without bringing

the whole Stuart machine in with us, we
weren't ready for statehood.

All right.

But what are you ready for?

I'm ready to do what I wish I could have
done ten years ago.

Drag this whole mess out into the
sunlight.

Then we can go back to Congress with
clean hands.

There will be notoriety.

Sometimes, innocent people must be
heard.

You're sporting a beautiful speech,
Judge.

I can be sad about my father, but I
can't be hurt.

Not anymore.

This is yours, Marshal.

And I guess this is yours, Your Honor.

Mr. Maverick, I'd still like to have you
settle down here with us. Well, if I

ever settle down, Judge, I won't be in a
place where I can lose $50 ,000 in just

five minutes of play.

Miss Kilmer, Marshal, Your Honor.

I'm disappointed in you.

You're the last person I'd ever expect
to show such a shameless streak of

decency.

You don't have enough faith in me.

I had it all figured out.

If I'd sold the papers to those people,
they would have burned the papers.

And then burned me.

Well, just so the whole thing won't be a
total loss, I'll let you buy my dinner.