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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.