All language subtitles for maverick_s03e02_royal_four_flush

Planning on holding me here, Sillin.

That ain't none of your concern, mister.
Just don't you stir up any ruckus,

that's all.

I'm not planning to start any trouble.

Not right now.

I sure hope you boys are getting paid
enough for this job.

And that ain't none of your business
neither, mister.

Maybe not.

The law doesn't go for holding a man
prisoner.

Especially when that man happens to be a
United States Marshal.

Starring James Garner and Jack Kelly.

Produced by Warner Brothers.

A Warner Brothers television production.

A big, noisy boomtown is no place for a
man who, like myself, enjoys a more

peaceful and less complicated
surrounding.

But when a man suddenly finds himself in
alarming need of immediate opportunity,

then the bigger the boomtown, the
better.

And Virginia City was the biggest boomer
of them all.

Queen Hyde Street.

Thank you, gentlemen.

Would you care to try your luck, sir?

No.

No, thank you.

Now, bless my heart if it isn't Captain
Rory Fitzgerald. Old Fitz himself.

Sorry, old chap, but I cannot recall our
ever meeting.

Same old Fitz. Now, see here.

Uh -uh, no more of your games, Captain.
You still owe me $4 ,000 from the last

time we played.

A little poker game in St. Louis about
seven months ago?

Well, then maybe a look at the signature
on this IOU might refresh you.

Just hand over the $4 ,000.

I'm sorry, Bart.

Now, Fitz, look, this is ridiculous.

Make sure there are four packages for
the contest.

Oh, my dear Bart, how good to see you
after... $4 ,000.

Of course, in a few days. Now, I'll take
that money now.

Impossible, my friend, considering my
present financial circumstances.

What about this fancy carriage?

Grand, isn't it? But not mine.

Pity.

No, we must make it a point to get
together in the very, very near future.

at that time, I will gladly explain...
You'll gladly explain everything right

now, and none of your Irish gab.

Irish gab?

As a former officer of the Inniskillen
Dragoon, sir... Bitch.

Oh, all right, and no Blarney.

This carriage, the horses, that Vedek
lackey there, they all belong to the

Countess Lisette Auvergne de la
Fontaine.

Countess? My word of honor, old boy.

That is the pure, absolute truth.

At the moment, even I am owned by the
Countess.

No, as her social secretary.

Now,

come now, you know I'd never confess a
thing like that if it wasn't so. It has

to be the truth.

So, Bart, if you tell me where you're
staying, we'll get together in a few

Well, any place you're staying, Captain,
will suit me just fine.

But it's only a matter of time and I'll
have your money for you.

Don't you trust me?

With all my heart, Captain. Just so long
as I'm close enough to reach out and

grab you.

Hey, Fitz, this countess of yours, is
she...

Now, see here, Bart. No, no, no, I mean
attractive.

Or a suitable subject for your
celebrated Irish charm.

My dear Bart, the Countess de la
Fontaine happens to be dull, fat, and

A bit of an old baggage, you might say.

You'll have to forgive me now, the lad.
The Countess is waiting in her suite.

And the poor old soul is positively lost
without me.

I'd like a room, please.

Captain Fitzgerald tells me this is the
finest hotel in town.

Finest in the West, Mr.

Maverick. Then you do know Captain Rory
Fitzgerald. Of course, a fine gentleman,

sir. I'd like something as close to the
captain as possible. If it's business to

you, we'll be spending a lot of time
together.

The captain is in 217. The closest I
have is 219, sir. Well, that'll be fine.

Beautiful, isn't she, sir?

She looks a little familiar.

Who is she?

Nobility, Mr. Maverick. Real nobility.

That was the Countess de la Fontaine.

That's the Countess?

Bit of an old baggage, wouldn't you say?

It's a private joke, old boy.

The gentleman that was walking with the
Countess, who is he?

Oh, that's Mr. Mason, sir.

Class of Jack Mason.

The money king?

The bigot.

Sort of a diamond in the rough, huh?

The roughest and the richest.

That's what I hear, too.

I can't begin to tell you how delighted,
how overjoyed I am for you two.

May the cup of your happiness stay as
full as Killarney's Lake.

May I have your permission to dance for
the bride -to -be, sir?

Well... Well, doggone my tired old eyes.
Good old Captain Fitz.

It's been a coon's age, ain't it? Well,
seeing you again makes me want to kick

up my heels.

Oh, you folks will have to excuse me,
but seeing old Fitz sitting here big as

life, well, that kind of makes me lose
all control.

It's no harm done, Mr... This is an
old... Mr.

Bart Maverick. Bart, this is Mr. Placer
Jack Mason.

How do you do, Mr. Mason? Maverick.

Oh, and Countess de la Fontaine.

Countess?

Captain, you mean a real countess?

Well, it's a sincere pleasure, ma 'am.

Countess. The pleasure is mine,
monsieur.

Doggone it. It is good to see you again.

Why, let's see. It's been about seven
months. St. Louis, right?

Oh, here I go, busting in on a private
party and spouting off at the mouth like

an old fool. I'm sorry. Excuse me.

Oh, wait.

Sit down and join the jubilee, Maverick.

No, I don't think I... Oh, now, no
arguments the more the merrier, right,

dear? Ah, oui.

Well, as long as it's a celebration.

It sure is.

Waiter, bring me another glass, please.

Yes, sir, it's the happiest night of my
life you've shown me then, honey.

Yep, me and the college, we just got
ourselves properly engaged.

Congratulations, Countess. And you too,
sir.

Thank you.

I hear you say you wanted to dance with
the Countess.

Well, I thought... Well, go ahead.

Go ahead, man. Don't be bashful.

You don't have to stick around on my
part, Bits.

Go ahead.

Countess?

Don't hold him too tight, honey.

Well, no accounting for female taste.

I knew a woman once from the motherlode
country kept a rattlesnake for a pet.

Well, I've met a couple of snakes in my
time that kept a woman for a pet.

Maverick, you're a card.

Give me your glass.

Here it is.

Well... Here to the future Mrs.

Placer Jack Mason.

Certainly is a beautiful woman.

I'll sure drink to that.

You must be new to Virginia City,
Maverick. Don't recall seeing you

Oh, I manage to pass through every now
and then.

On business or pleasure?

Well, business in Virginia City has a
strange way of turning into pleasure.

Maverick, you ain't just a guard. You're
the whole deck.

Oh,

my. Ain't she something?

I sure do like that friend of yours.
He's a ring -tailed catamount.

Yes.

A delightful chap.

How long have you been in America
County?

About two months.

Perhaps a little longer.

Really?

Seems strange finding someone like you
here in Virginia City.

Strange, monsieur.

But why?

I find it so delightful here. So gay. So
enchante.

Oh, I don't know. I just figured that
someone like a countess would be heading

for our bigger cities, like Chicago, St.
Louis, a place like New Orleans,

maybe.

Well, perhaps one day I will visit these
cities, monsieur.

Right now, I'm very happy here.

You should be, especially with a man
like Placer Jack, Jeff.

I intend to be, monsieur.

Funny how you keep reminding me of
somebody.

Really? Yes, even your name.

Lisette. Yeah, even the name.

All right, Maverick. You can stop
racking your brain.

We might as well get it over with now.

Liz Bancroft.

Sure, New Orleans, two years ago. That
pretty little car dealer. The honest car

dealer, Maverick, and don't you forget
it.

Look. I remember you as being the right
kind of guy.

I mean, what can you gain by telling
Placer Jack?

I never gave you the idea I had any
intention of telling him.

Mason's a big boy. He's grown up.

He should be capable of handling his own
affairs by now.

Thanks, Bart.

That entrance.

Storming over to the table like a corn
-fed farm boy.

And that outfit!

We agreed to play it square, remember?

Like you telling me the Countess was
dull fat and past 50.

That has nothing to do with it.

Now, look, Fitz, all I want is my $4
,000.

I don't know what you're up to, but if
you'll pay me, I'll stay clear out of

your way. You are trying to blackmail
me?

Blackmail? After you skipped out owing
me money?

Now, look, Fitz, you pay me, and I'll
disappear as fast as a white chip in a

losing streak. But until then, well, old
Placer, Jack, and me, we'll get along

just fine, like a couple of hogs in a
waller.

Good night.

Ratchet up, Seth.

Hi.

Is this Mr. Mason's place?

You live here?

Well, I'm looking for Mr. Mason.

What for?

I'm a friend of his.

Oh.

He invited me to stop over this
afternoon.

Was he around?

Would you mind telling Mr. Mason that
Bart Maverick is calling?

Come right in looking for Pa.

Says he's a friend.

Claims Pa invited him over.

Says his name is Bart Maverick.

I was careful not to say too much.

Well, I'll vouch for that. He was very
careful with his words.

I'm Judy Mason, Mr. Maverick, and this
is my younger brother, Donald.

My pleasure.

You say you're a friend of my father's?

That's right.

And just how long have you known my
father, Mr. Maverick?

To be truthful with you, Judy, I... How
long, Mr. Maverick?

We only met last night, but... That's
just what I thought. You're another one

his new friends.

Now, look, I hate to break up this warm
reception, but your father did invite me

over. And now I'm here.

I'd appreciate it deeply if you'd just
tell me where I could find him.

Out on 40 acres.

Over there.

Thank you.

Well, guess he told us off.

He did not.

Well, I made him confess that he hardly
knows Dad, didn't I?

Yeah, Judy, you showed him all right.

Now, how about our ride?

I've got the horses ready.

Probably just like all the others, after
Dad's money.

I got the horses ready.

Well, what's more important, taking a
silly old rider or protecting our

Pa's getting a little riled at all this
protection we've been giving him.

The Rocky Mountain Detective Service
doesn't make mistakes.

And you just wait and see. He'll thank
us when we prove she's only after his

money.

Hello there, Mr. Mason.

Well, hello, you old hottie.

Well, it's good to see you again.

You want to give me a hand with this
stake here?

All right.

Just hold this stake.

Get a good hold of it down here. There
you are.

Mr.

Mason, don't you think it'd be a good
time to take a breathing spell?

You ain't much at building fences, are
you?

I ran into your son and daughter out
front.

Make you feel like a burglar?

Yeah.

Them kids.

I know.

I keep warning them about that.

Well, it seems they got some wild notion
that they're gonna protect their poor

old pa.

Well, there's no denying that.

Bart?

What's your opinion of the Countess?

Well...

She is a beautiful woman.

I'll make it plain, Bart.

The countess suits me just fine, but...
Well, here's what I'm getting at. It's

my kids. They kind of feel she's just
after my money.

That wouldn't bother me much, even if it
was true. I got plenty of money.

But it's my kids.

See, I want her to be right for them,
too.

Yeah.

Bart, like I asked, what's your personal
opinion?

I can't honestly say, Jack.

My pappy used to tell me... It seems I
can't recall anything my pappy did tell

me that would be a fit answer to your
question.

Well, I guess I did kind of force you
against the wall with my personal

Forget it, Bart.

Hey, how are you at sawing?

Well, I don't mind if I don't.

May likes to use his hands once in a
while.

Well, I use mine, but usually on
something a little slicker.

Like cards?

Yes, I'd wild away an hour playing poker
now and then.

Ever play with a man who keeps right on
winning?

Never loses?

Give me a card cheat?

Well, I ain't saying he's a cheat, but
he sure don't lose.

I know this Captain Fitzgerald's a
friend of yours, and I ain't one to

him.

But he just beats the pants off me and
my friends every time we play.

Yeah, I'll bet he's into us for more
than $10 ,000 since we started playing.

$10 ,000?

Oh, it ain't just the money. It's the
way he keeps on winning.

I played with the captain. He plays a
pretty good game, but not that good.

Think you can beat him, Bart?

Brother Mason, that has just become my
life's ambition.

I'll tell you what.

I'll throw a little dinner tonight.

With some poker for the men afterwards.

Now, I'll stake your losses.

You can keep what you win.

I just want the satisfaction of seeing
him lose for once.

My friend, you have just made yourself a
deal.

I can't agree with you.

Cards, and particularly poker, is not a
game of luck. No, not luck at all, but

rather a game of skill, finesse, memory.

My apologies, Captain, but I can't quite
agree with you. Oh, excuse me. Of

course.

Oh, excuse me, Jack.

Don't you think we should let these
lovely ladies get on with their gossip

we start playing some poker?

Excuse me, my dear.

Make your apologies, men.

Let's move into the card room.

Uh, Captain Fitzgerald?

Judy,

when Bart Maverick arrives, send him in
there, will you, honey?

Now, you two gals do something about
getting better acquainted while I'm

Judy, how shall we start getting
acquainted?

Oh, I know.

Your new dress.

It is lovely.

Tell me, where did you get it?

Oh, thank you, Countess.

It didn't come from Paris.

It would be so much easier, ma chérie,
if we could be friends.

Excuse me.

Someone's at the door.

Good evening, Judy.

My father's waiting for you in there,
Mr. Maddox.

Thank you, Miss Mason.

And may I say you almost look like an
angel tonight.

and raise you two.

Too rich for my blood.

And a hundred.

I'll just call you, Rory.

Full house.

Aces over nines.

I had two aces and two threes.

This game was too rich for anybody's
blood.

Five aces all told?

In one game?

That beats me.

Cut, Captain.

You've been playing like a master
tonight, Captain.

I just purely want to congratulate you.

I call that real good luck.

Cut.

Looks like my two fair beats, your
king's captain.

Again.

Are you leaving so early, captain?

I've already lost more than $4 ,000
tonight, Maverick.

I would call that sufficient.

Sorry to see you go.

Good night.

Nice fellow, the captain.

But it certainly pains him to lose.

Might as well call it a night, boys.

Bart, hang around, would you? I'd like
to talk to you.

Certainly.

I watched you tonight, Bart.

You can handle cards.

You know how to play them.

Man, don't do nothing that good unless
it's his business to know how.

That's why I wanted to talk to you.

Now, I'm building me a gambling house.

It's going to be a big gambling house.

Yeah, the biggest and fanciest west of
Chicago.

It's going to take quite a bit of money
to build something like this.

Yeah, the counter's figure's around $200
,000.

Countess? Well, sure, it's all her idea.

Smart woman, the Countess.

You bet.

Bart, I want you to manage this place
for us.

I'll make you a firm offer, Bart.

20 % ownership and a free hand in
running the place.

A message for you, Mr. Maverick.

But Countess de La Fontaine wanted to be
sure you received this as soon as you

came in.

Your key, sir.

Thank you.

First, I'd like to put this in the hotel
safe.

Yes, sir.

Good night.

Good night.

You're going to be the loveliest dog in
town.

Good evening.

You wanted to see me?

Yes.

Thanks for coming, Bart.

Won't you sit down?

Thank you.

I, uh... I want to know why you stayed
behind to talk to Plasser.

We had a little talk about a bar.

A bar?

Yes, a 40 -foot bar made out of highly
polished mahogany and stage and tables

and... I really got to hand it to you,
Liz.

You came up with a real great scheme.

Why call it a scheme?

It's a straight business deal and a darn
good one.

Call it anything you like. You don't
have to get mad.

Mad?

I'm not mad.

Just that you make it sound like I'm out
to swindle, Placer Jack.

Oh, sure, he's investing a lot of money,
but he'll get it all back every nickel.

I've been working car tables long enough
to know how to operate any gambling

place. Look, Bart, I'll make a deal with
you.

Don't say anything to Placer Jack and...
and I'll cut you in.

I'll give you 15 % and a hand in the
management.

Now, Mason already made me a better
offer than that.

Full management and 20%. 20 %?

He's got no right... Why, Liz?

Why doesn't he have any right?

Because you've got the captain set for
my spot?

Mr. Fitzgerald wouldn't be interested.

He's a gentleman.

Oh, I see.

Well, Mason seems to have it figured
that I'm not. And he does need a full

manager as soon as you and he get
married.

You could do a lot worse than that, Liz.

He's not a bad sort.

In fact, he's kind of a nice fellow when
you get to know him.

I'm not interested in him.

Not that way.

And those kids of his, especially the
girl Judy, they hate me.

Why should I get myself stuck with them
and with a hayseed like Mason?

All I want from him is the money to
build that casino.

You won't get away with it, Bart.

My offer of 15 % is plenty for keeping
you quiet.

What bothers you the most, Liz?

My getting the 20 % or those two kids
saving you?

Nothing bothers me, Bart.

Not the kids and not you.

So long as you don't get in my way.

Okay, Captain.

Thank you. Good afternoon, Rory.

You've got your money. Go ahead and
vanish, will you?

Uh -uh. I still have your IOU.

And you still owe me $4 ,000.

You have the nature of a dishonest tax
collector. You got your money last

No, last night was one game.

Your IOU represents another game.

As soon as you pay off, we can call
everything square.

Hi. Hi.

My sister Judy.

She wants to talk to you.

He's waiting across the street.

Miss Mason?

Mr. Mavis, I'm going to come right to
the point.

I demand that you stay away from our
house and away from my father.

May I ask why?

You know why as well as I do.

You're only after his money.

Now, Judy, I'd call that a harsh
accusation.

Cheating a poor old defenseless man.

You want that?

That countess?

Just wait and see. I'm going to expose
her.

Yeah.

Just wait till we get the report in our
investigation from the detective agency.

We'll show her.

Be very careful when you do get that
report.

Judy, remember, your father deserves
some happiness.

Before you make any moves, give that a
little more thought.

And his feelings.

They just drove off.

It would be simpler if friend Maverick
were out of the way completely.

Don't get out of character, Fritz.

Violence isn't exactly your specialty.

Oh, I don't know.

I was pretty handy with a saber in the
dragoons, but I wouldn't dream of such a

thing with an old acquaintance like
Maverick.

I'll just have to pay the scamp his
money and get rid of him.

Good evening, Bart.

Oh, don't be alarmed, my lad. I've been
waiting for you.

And I'm alone.

Bart, this is a complete and ignominious
surrender.

Mi waterloo, you might say.

Well, that's fine, Napoleon.

Just hand it over.

The IOU, please.

It's all there, the entire 4 ,000.

And now, well, I wouldn't want to be
after detaining you.

You are leaving, I take it? The thought
just occurred to me.

Well, your word was always good enough
for me, dear boy.

Good night, Bart.

Good night, Captain.

All right, boys.

He's all yours, lads. Handle him as
agreed.

You want something to eat?

I'll just stretch my legs. You sit
there, mister.

No tricks now.

Everything all clear, Harry?

There ain't a living soul within miles.

He been acting up any, Silverman?

No trouble, Harry.

Only he ain't eating.

Well, ain't you hungry, mister?

I lost my appetite, but thanks, Harry.

Well, if your belly gets to grumbling.

You just be sure and let us know. Ain't
no reason to be nice to him.

Now, gentlemen, you know how I hate to
see a man going hungry.

Well, it ain't like he was a guest or
something.

You gotta remember, Harry, we're holding
him prisoner.

Well, I guess you're right.

Maybe I will have something, Harry.

Some of that coffee, maybe. It smells
real good.

Don't get too close, Harry.

Doggone it, Silver. I got to get close
to him to give him the coffee. Well,

you be careful.

Don't point that gun at me. It makes me
nervous. Don't you fret. I got it aimed

directly at him.

Now you just put it aside.

He ain't going no place.

Tied up the way he is.

Thanks for the coffee, Harry.

How long are you planning on holding me
here, Sylvan?

That ain't none of your concern, mister.

Just don't you stir up any ruckus,
that's all.

I'm not planning to start any trouble.

Not right now.

I sure hope you boys are getting paid
enough for this job.

And that ain't none of your business
neither, mister.

Maybe not.

The law doesn't go for holding a man
prisoner.

Especially when that man happens to be
a...

United States Marshal.

You ain't no Marshal, are you? A real
one?

Well, he didn't find no badge.

It was stolen from me by the man that's
paying you.

Stole it after he slugged me from
behind.

Silliman, that Captain feller never said
nothing about him being a Marshal. This

one could be a lion, Harry.

Don't let him bamboozle you.

You boys better listen to me.

I've been trailing this captain fellow
now for seven months.

He and two other men held up a Wells
Fargo office in St. Louis and then

guard. Now, right after... Just a
minute.

Two other men.

Well, that's it. You two were in that
holdup with the captain.

Now, hold on. We never laid eyes on that
fellow till yesterday.

Armed robbery and murder.

They'll hang you for that.

Oh, Marshal, we ain't never been in St.
Louis.

I arrest you both in the name of the
United States government.

Untie me.

Now, we're just a couple of poor...

On us miners. We did this for a few
dollars to hold us over. We never robbed

anybody. We ate killers.

We went out of supplies, Marshal. We
needed the money.

You've got to believe us. We never sent
idols. You're telling me the truth.

Marshal, so strike us dead if we ain't.

Marshal, you've got to believe us. Well,
you did untie me. Excuse me, Harry.

How far are we from Virginia City?

No more than 15 miles.

Oh.

All right.

Now, you boys are still under arrest.
Remember that.

And until I get to the bottom of this, I
don't want you to set foot outside the

shack. Marshal, we won't even budge.

Marshal, we promise.

We ain't budged.

Why don't you relax, me dear?

Why allow yourself to become overwrought
for no reason at all? I tell you.

Maverick will not bother us again.

Oh, it's not Maverick. It's me.

It's everything about this whole messy
deal.

Liz, you're behaving foolishly. Why, in
a very few days, we'll have the money to

do... Bellhop, sir.

Be the champagne I ordered. A little
celebration for just the two of us.

help cheer you up, me dear.

Coming.

You and Fitzgerald, huh?

Yes, Bart.

We were partners.

Doesn't make any difference what you
think of me now. It's all over anyway.

Here.

Give this to Placer Jack. I wrote it
last night.

Oh, go ahead, read it.

It's all in there.

Who I really am, why I pretended to be a
phony countess, and how I planned to

call off the marriage after the casino
was opened.

If that's true, Mason's going to be very
unhappy when he hears about it.

You don't believe me, do you?

Here. Give this to him with the letter.

Seems to me the letter's enough, Liz.

Why the ring, too?

You said it yourself once.

He's kind of nice once you get to know
him.

Oh, I have some things to settle with
him.

I guess I'll just have to wait till
later.

See you around, Liz.

Well, it seems Maverick has my OU once
again.

I'm glad I deposited the money in the
hotel safe.

Splendid thinking.

He hits hard, Liz.

But I've been hit harder.

Then you heard everything I told him.

Every sad little word, my dear, and I'm
dreadfully disappointed in you.

Here I thought I'd found the perfect
partner. A woman with no scruples, no

ethics, no principles.

And it turns out you're burdened with
all of them.

I don't suppose you'd be interested in a
brave, fresh new start.

We could try our luck in New Orleans.

Together.

Too bad.

My best wishes, Liz.

And my best to Bart Maverick.

The greedy fellow.

Miss Judy Mason, the information you
requested on the Countess de la Fontaine

as follows.

She is not a countess at all.

I was right.

She is a farmer dance hall girl and
professional gambler known as Liz

It was right done. It's all here in this
report. The countess is a fake.

What's wrong with you? Didn't you hear
what I said?

The countess is a fake.

Yeah, Judy, I heard you.

But I was thinking about what Mr.
Maverick said.

About Pa, I mean.

Judy, are you going to show that report
to him?

Well, we'll have to, won't we?

Judy.

Something wrong, Judy?

It's the report on the countess, Mr.
Maverick.

Did you show that to your father?

Not yet.

Maybe I better show him this report
first.

It's from the countess.

Herself.

She sent this back with it.

You mean she confessed?

But why?

Judy, when you get to be just a little
bit older, you may find that a woman in

love does strange things.

Your father's going to be very hurt when
he reads you this.

Well, I guess I better get it over with.

I don't get it, Judy.

After we went through all that trouble,
she beats us to it.

Mr. Maverick said she was in love.

Poor Danny.

Bless that female.

She ain't gonna get away with this.

She's gonna learn that when placer Jack
Mason thinks enough of a woman to give

her a rock the size of this, he means
business.

Count it, sir, no comment.

That female is gonna marry me.

Maverick, where is she? She's gonna take
this ring back and be along with it.

We better hurry.

Yeah. Where's my hat?

Where's my hat?

As for you, young lady, no more nonsense
from you and your brother, you

understand?

Where is your brother? He's going to
hear me, too.

I guess Donald knows you better than any
of us, Dad.

He ran off to saddle your horse.

Well, you heard what Mr. Maverick said,
Dad. You better hurry.

I got a swell pair of kids, ain't I,
Bert?

Where's my hat?

Well, I think I'd best be on my way.

On your way?

Well, it looks as if you probably won't
be building the gambling casino, and I

have some business to settle with the
good Captain Fitzgerald.

See, Liz, he didn't happen to mention
where he's heading, did he?

No.

Well, knowing the good captain, I have a
little hunch on his whereabouts.

Bart, can't you stay for the wedding?

As my old papa used to tell me, son,
stay clear of weddings, because one of

them's liable to be your own.

Lassie, may I?

Yeah, sure.

Captain for you, Marshal. He came here
to get his money back from us.

Can you imagine?

You boys did a good job.

The U .S. government is mighty proud of
you.

That ought to teach you, Fitzgerald.

No man can trifle with the law.

He sure raised a fuss, Marshal. Yep. He
started to yell his full head off. So we

just gagged him. I think you better keep
him that way, fellas.

Keep him, Marshal. I just got word that
his two accomplices are holed up outside

of Virginia City.

It's my sworn duty to go in after them.

Marshal, I'd be proud to join you.

Sylvan, Harry, you two men have already
done more than enough.

Well, Marshal, do you suppose it'd be
all right to take his gag off in case he

gets hungry? You know, supper time's
coming up.

That shows your thinking, Harry, but
just be careful not to get too close to

him.

There goes a man.

A man among men.

Who is the tall, dark stranger there?

Maverick is the name.

Riding the trail to who knows where,
luck is his companion.

Camperin 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.

loves the best.

Massachusetts, New Orleans,

living on Jackson, Queens.

Maverick is a legend of the West.

Rebel, I'll ring your bell.

Farewell, Annabelle.

Luck is the lady that he loves the best.

Massachusetts, New Orleans, living on
Jackson, Queens.

Maverick is a legend of the West.