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The boys will be around to see that you
do stay.

Don't forget it.

All right, boys.

Turn him loose.

You'll have lots of time to think this
over, Maverick. It's a long walk back

into town.

Just a second.

Give our friend here a little example of
what'll happen in case he decides not

to take our advice.

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Howdy, stranger.

Welcome.

Beg your pardon, sir. My apologies.

Think nothing of it, friend.

Accidents will happen.

You're Wellington Cosgrove, aren't you?
It seems that I've bumped into one of

the more prominent members of the
community.

You must be a politician, sir.

I prefer to look upon myself as a
defender of those unalienable rights

the heritage of our founding fathers.
Really?

Well, I reckon somebody's got to do it.

Don't scoff, friend. The trust of the
public is not to be taken lightly.

Just so long as the public isn't taken.

You have a sense of humor, young man. I
like that.

Have a cigar.

Finest Havana, made especially for me.

Thank you, Mr. Cosgrove. That indeed is
a fine cigar, sir.

Quality, son, quality.

I insist on it in everything I do.

Keep that in mind when you go to the
polls next Tuesday.

If you'll excuse me.

Of course.

Oh, hello, my friend. Have a cigar.

There's your fifty and a hundred.

Pick a two hundred.

There's your two hundred.

I'll just raise 300 more.

Speech. Thank you, gentlemen. Thank you.

Excuse me.

Do you boys mind a stranger sitting in
or is this a private contest?

Not at all. Not at all. Make yourself at
home. Thank you.

Only fair to warn you, we play a pretty
rough game.

Stakes aren't low.

From the looks of things, I wouldn't say
you're playing penny ante.

Getting back to what you were talking
about a minute ago, I disagree.

I say Cosgrove is the right man for the
state senate.

After all, he has more experience than
Greeley.

Cosgrove has experienced all right.

Cosgrove has experienced every cheap
political trick in the book.

Well, that's never been proved.

Cosgrove might have pulled a shady deal
now and again, but what do you expect

from a politician?

Now, hold on.

Both politicians do a pretty good job.

I just think Cosgrove is another rotten
apple in the barrel.

Gentlemen, shall we play poker?

Well, this is going to be a pretty close
thing.

I wouldn't want to make odds on either
one's chance of winning the election.

Can we finish the deal?

I'm sorry.

Sure.

Care to open, young man?

Uh, well, um, just to test the brand of
poker you gentlemen play, I'll open for

200.

I just opened the spot.

Sorry, young man. You can keep the ante.
No one's going to miss the big debate.

Debate? Between Cosgrove and Greeley,
this ought to be a real ring -tail

You better come out and hear it. Yeah,
but...

It gives me a great pleasure to
introduce the main speakers for our

tonight.

First, there's Wellington Cosgrove.

Then, his honorable opponent for the
exalted position of state senator,

Ellsworth Greeley.

Well,

folks, it's time for our debate to
begin.

And it's really going to be a battle of
wits.

So, without further ado, I'll turn over
the speech -making to Mr.

Wellington Cosgrove.

You've got 15 minutes, Mr. Cosgrove, for
your opening address.

And then Mr. Greeley will be allowed the
same amount of time.

And after that, the rebuttal.

Please.

Thank you, friends.

And I mean that, friends.

I'd much rather talk to you of the
friendship that wells up in me for each

every one of you. But your good mayor
has allowed me only 15 minutes.

And 15 minutes is not enough time to
tell you of the graft, the corruption,

the evil that permeates the very core of
our state government.

And it is this very corruption that
impels me to

seek the esteemed office of state
senator.

Not for personal glory.

Nay, my very nature quails at the
thought of it.

But I have heard the clarion...

Well, I did too, Miss Bentley, and
you're right. This young man acted just

time. If he'd have stopped even for a
second to think about it, the assassin

might have accomplished his foul deed.

If I had stopped to think about it, sir,
I don't think I would have done it.

Your modesty is refreshing, sir, as well
as your ready wit.

I say this town owes this fine young man
a vote of thanks for his courage.

I don't understand it. Who'd want to
kill Ellsworth Greeley?

I'd say he did. Don't jump to
conclusions, friend.

What do you mean?

Well, just this.

What makes you think that bullet was
meant for Greeley?

It hit him, didn't it?

Only because you deflected the shot, my
friend.

Actually, you saved my life, young man.

I was the one standing in front on the
platform.

Are you implying, Cosgrove, that
somebody wanted you killed?

Well, I can't prove it, of course.

But my guess is someone hired this
gunman to kill me, not Greeley. Why?

Well, isn't it obvious? With me out of
the way, Ellsworth Greeley would end up

as state senator.

You think that Greeley would stoop so
low as to have you shot just to win the

election? No, no, no, not Greeley.

But isn't it possible that some of the
boys who'll want special favors from

Greeley in the Senate might have done
it?

Don't you give out special favors, Mr.

Cosgrove? Or just different favors to
different boys?

Well, we can tell who he was really
after.

Here comes Sheriff Burke.

And if Gunman comes too, Burke will
sweat the truth out of him.

This the fellow who tried to pick off
Greeley?

I'd say you're shooting at me, Sheriff.

Until you revive the man who did the
shooting, Sheriff, and ring him out,

never know who he was shooting at.

My sign!

Who knocked it down?

I paid $50 for it.

Thank goodness it doesn't seem to be
damaged much.

Well, I don't know about your sign being
damaged, Smythe, but this man sure is.

He's dead.

That's a pretty sneaky way to shake up
new business, Mr. Smythe.

Now we'll never know who we were
shooting at. No, we won't. Will we?

I appreciate all this attention, but all
I did was knock a man down.

A potential killer, Mr. Maverick.

Another John Wilkes Booth. We haven't
had a shooting in town for years.

Anyway, we've got ourselves a real live
hero.

He's just my type. Yeah, a man.

It's up to you, Jimmy.

Raise it to 100.

If you'll excuse me.

You don't go too far away. Thank you,
darling.

You're Mr. Maverick, aren't you? Yes,
that's right. Mr. Greeley has asked that

you come to see him immediately.

Well, I was just going to sit down in a
friendly little game if you would excuse

me. It's a very urgent matter.

Mr. Greeley is in great pain, sir, as a
result of a bullet wound. But I have...

I think it's the very least you can do.

Looks like I'm never going to enjoy a
game with you gentlemen.

If you'll excuse me. We'll be here.

of you to come, Mr. Maverick. My
pleasure, sir.

Let me introduce you around, Mr.

Cantree. How do you do, Mr. Maverick?
Briggs, you already know. Of course.

Mr. Clayton.

Mr. Osborne. How do you do, sir? Mr.

Forbes. Mr. Forbes?

These men are all members of my campaign
committee.

Oh, yes, and my daughter, Penelope.

Now, Miss Greeley, had I known there was
such nursing aid available, I'd almost

rather have gotten shot myself.

It's nice of you to say, Mr. Maverick.

I understand that Wellington Cosgrove is
claiming that the bullet that hit me

was really intended for him.

He was just making political hay out of
an unfortunate incident.

I go further.

I say he was actually behind an attempt
to assassinate Mr. Grayley.

Only Mr. Maverick's timely action
prevented a real tragedy.

But we have no proof that Cosgrove hired
the gunman.

If he did, he accomplished his purpose.

What do you mean by that, sir?

The doctor says Mr. Greeley is too
seriously injured to continue with his

campaign. And that means that Cosgrove
is a cinch to win the election.

Unless we can find someone to take my
place.

We need someone popular with the people.

Some hale fellow, well -met type.

In short, Mr. Maverick, someone like
yourself.

Gentlemen, you must be joking.

I'm not a politician.

We never jest about such matters, sir.

We've given it careful thought.

You're our man.

I'm sorry, sir. I just can't do it.

But you must.

If you don't, a man we know to be a
double -dealing grafter will be sent to

state senate.

Don't you want to work on the side of
law and order?

Well... Mr.

Maverick, my father has worked long and
hard to bring good government to this

area. It would be a shame to see all of
his efforts go for nothing.

But why me?

What makes you think I could win the
election?

Because you're a popular hero.

You're young and energetic, and you're
also quite handsome.

Oh, I'm speaking impersonally, Mr.
Maverick.

I gather, too, that you're clever with
words.

I'm very flattered, Miss Greeley, but
nonetheless, I do not choose to run.

That remark will not go down in history.

I appeal to you, sir. If our government
is to remain strong, it must be led by

strong men.

Men like yourself, who've not been led
astray by desires for tainted money.

Why, do you know, sir, that many of our
state senators, instead of paying

attention to their duties while the
legislature is in session...

waste their time in hotel rooms playing
poker.

They do?

I mean, they do?

And I understand they play for very high
stakes.

It's disgraceful.

Yes, it is indeed, sir.

It's certain that if Maverick were at
the state capitol, that some of those

wastrels might lose their interest in
poker playing.

Well, I'd do my best.

Then you'll run?

I'll need help.

I don't know much about politics.

Well, first off, you're with an honest
group.

We don't lie. We don't make false
promises.

Of course, there are times when a little
bluffing is permissible.

Bluffing, I should be able to handle
that, sir, if I take it easy at first.

Well, gentlemen, while we're speaking
about your group, what party am I with?

might prove helpful.

Don't you know?

The Reform Party, of course.

Oh, good morning.

Gentlemen.

Thank you.

Oh, Maverick, the state senator, eh?
Right. Well, good luck.

I'll bet you even write poetry on walls.

Looks like you kind of caught me red
-handed, Sheriff.

But don't you think it adds something?

You don't.

Well, I thought it added an interesting
effect.

Mr. Maverick, it seems to me that a man
in your position ought to be able to put

his time to better use.

I ought to run you in for vandalism, you
know that, don't you?

Oh, come now, Sheriff, just a prank.

Why won't you understand?

People around here might accuse me of
trying to influence the election.

I'm going to keep this poster just for
evidence, in case you try it again.

Well, you don't have to worry, Sheriff.
I'm only good for one mustache job a

month.

Then you won't need this.

Well, I...

You're

Mr. Maverick.

I don't...

Wish I'd been in town last night to see
you bring that dreadful assassin to

justice.

Everybody's talking about it. I was just
telling my husband this morning.

Henry, I said, you just better vote for
Mr. Maverick if you know what's good for

you. No ifs, ands, or buts about it.

Mr. Cosgrove's nice, too, but we need
someone like you.

Young and brave.

Would you like to kiss little Eustace?

Well, I... Mr. Cosgrove kissed my baby.
He's really a precious.

Cosgrove?

No, the baby.

Well, all right, Eustace.

If you can stand it, so can I.

What a lovely, lovely baby.

And what a handsome young man, too.

And that's a big dog you have there,
son. She looks like she's smart, too.

You ain't got much of an eye for dogs,
mister.

It's a he.

And you think he's smart?

Listen, mister, I gotta keep this rope
on him or he'd be lost in five minutes.

He's real stupid.

Don't bother Mr. Maverick now, son.

He's a very busy man.

I understand, Mr. Maverick. You're
giving a speech tonight.

You can count on Mr. McCoy and myself to
be there.

I'll be on guard. I mean, I'll be
watching for you.

Well, toodle -oo, then, until tonight.

It's my privilege tonight to bring you a
most unusual figure.

Now, not too long ago, he was a stranger
in our midst.

But his heroic action of last night
catapulted him to a degree of popularity

seldom seen in these parts.

I give you a young man who consented to
step into the shoes of the unfortunate

Ellsworth Greeley.

A young man who has endeared himself to
all of us.

Bart Maverick.

Thank you, Mr.

Mayor.

Well, I reckon the first thing I should
do in asking all you wonderful people to

vote for me is make promises.

I understand anyone running for senator
is supposed to do this. And I'd be only

too happy to make promises, except for
the dirty trick that my most worthy

opponent pulled on me.

He used up all the promises. He didn't
leave me a single one.

Well, the only qualification that I have
for political office is that I am not a

politician. I've been told that the
difference between a statesman and a

politician is that the statesman keeps
his eye on the next generation, and a

politician has his eye on the next
election.

Well, I'm neither a politician nor a
statesman. I'm just people like all of

But I can tell you this.

I'll keep my eye on those politicians
down at the state capitol, and if I find

any of them in underhanded deals, I will
scream like a scolded cougar.

And I'm pretty good at spotting
underhanded deals.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Maverick's a nice young man, is he, but
hardly experienced in the matters of

politics. Well, thank you very much, Mr.

Cosgrove, but if you're intending to
bribe me, sir, it'll take a bit more

cigar.

Well,

early to bed, early to rise, Mr.
Maverick. Oh, yes, of course. Good

Gentry. Good night.

Mr.

Maverick, the cigar.

play in the work mix, Jack.

Run him again.

Hello,

Maverick. Mr.

Maverick.

Come on in. You won't have so many.

You wanted me for something?

I certainly do. Are you trying to ruin
everything?

Ruin everything? What was I doing?

It isn't what you're doing. It's what
you were about to do.

It's lucky I saw you going into that
horrible place.

I'm just about to sit down and play some
poker, that's all.

That's all?

That's enough.

Don't you realize you're running for
state senator on the reform party

Yes, but... And that the word reform
means just that.

No gambling.

Why, if I hadn't caught you, you might
have lost any number of votes.

You mean I have to give up card playing?

Well, of course not.

There's always solitaire and old maid.

Old maid.

I'm sorry, Mr. Maverick, but that's the
way it has to be.

The voters in this town will be keeping
a close check on you, and they don't

mind the other men gambling and
drinking, but the man they'll choose for

state senator simply must be above such
things.

Especially a Reform Party candidate.

And that goes for smoking, too.

That's an expensive handmade Havana.

That didn't seem to improve its smell.

I promised your father I'd see this
thing through, but I have a distinct

I'm not going to like it.

After you're elected, you'll find that
it has its compensations.

counting on that.

Even the Reform Party doesn't expect a
young man to be blind to the charms of a

lovely young girl, does it?

What do you mean?

Well, I...

I said no vices, Mr. Maverick.

You're a strong -minded young woman,
Penelope.

I think I'd better go now.

People might talk.

Talk? About what?

Good night, Mr. Maverick.

Good night.

Yeah, unless you know where there's a
floating tiddlywinks game.

Halloween already?

Get plenty, mister.

Just keep your fat lip button and get in
that wagon.

I think that's a good idea. We ain't
pulling, Mac. There's your coat.

Well, Mr. Maverick, nice of you to come.

I couldn't resist your invitation.

You should have resisted another
invitation.

I should have?

The one to run for state senator.

What's more unfortunate, it would appear
you have a good chance of winning.

Unfortunate? If you are elected,
Maverick.

You'll never live to reach the state
capitol.

Well, that seems obvious, but it didn't
work on Ellsworth Greeley.

Only because you blundered into
something that was no concern of yours.

Now you're in too deep.

Win the election, lose your life. Take
your choice.

Take my choice?

How can I control the way people will
vote?

Quit gadding around town for one thing.

You might even hide out until after the
election.

But a better way, seeing as you were
running on a Simon Pure reform ticket,

do things that'll ruin your reputation.

Hang around saloons, gamble, that sort
of thing.

You'd be surprised how easy it is to
lose votes. As I said, if you don't lose

votes, you lose your life.

Why don't I just leave town?

Oh, no, you don't.

There's a lot of talk about your
opponent and what people claim he tried

to Greeley. We're not going to have you
disappear, not, and stay alive.

This election is going to be lost by you
fair and square.

Fair and what?

The boys will be around to see that you
do stay.

Don't forget it.

All right, boys.

Turn him loose.

You'll have lots of time to think this
over, Maverick. It's a long walk back

into town.

Just a second.

Give our friend here a little example of
what'll happen in case he decides not

to take our advice.

Have a nice walk.

Thank you.

Maverick, what on earth are you doing
here at this time of the night? Hope you

realize you got me out of bed.

Well, I didn't know you were Queen of
the May, Sheriff. I wouldn't have been

disturbing you if it wasn't important.

Well, all right.

I know you're not going to believe this,
but two men with hoods over their faces

whacked me on the side of the head, tied
me up, and dragged me to a cabin about

five miles out of town.

In the cabin, there was another man who
also had a hood over his face.

He told me that unless I lost the
election, they were going to kill me.

I'm not sure, but his voice certainly
sounded like Wellington Cosgrove.

You sure go all out to get publicity for
your campaign, don't you?

Now, do you expect me to believe this
cock and bull story, hooded men,

Oh, but Sheriff, listen, that's the
truth.

Listen to me, Matthew.

I wouldn't believe that yarn if it came
from somebody I trusted, but you.

You run around town drawing mustaches on
pictures. I ran across you a few hours

ago and you were mumbling about
tiddlywinks. Now you're trying to get

in trouble.

Now listen to me, Sheriff.

Would I wake you up in the middle of the
night just for publicity?

What kind of a man do you think I am?

What kind of a man do I think you are?

If I stopped to think about that, I'd
run you right out of town.

And if I'm going to listen anymore, it's
going to be down at the jail.

Now will you leave and let me get some
sleep?

Mr. Maverick?

Morning. Or should I say good afternoon?

I'd have thought you'd have been up
hours, you know, getting votes for

Wellington Cosgrove's been up and around
for a long time.

He was here not an hour ago.

But don't worry, Mr. Maverick, it'll
take more than a cigar to sway my vote.

I'm voting for you.

Well, now, you don't want to be hasty.
Those are pretty good cigars. You

wouldn't want to cut off your supply.

Doesn't matter.

I don't smoke.

I'm sorry, sir. You'll have to leave.
It's closing time.

Yes, ma 'am. I must say, you are
certainly the studious type.

You've been sitting here reading since
early this afternoon.

You know, I'm so happy to see a man
enjoy good literature.

It's a wonderful way to escape reality,
even for a little while, isn't it?

Yes, ma 'am. Particularly the escape
part. Oh,

Mr. Maverick, you might be interested in
knowing...

I was going to vote for Mr.

Cosgrove, but, well, when I saw how
interested you were in books, I've

to vote for you.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Good night.

make excuses for you when you fail to
show up at the league for the

of liquor, gambling, smoking, and
dancing.

Now, I don't mean to be critical, but
I'm afraid we lost a few votes.

We did?

Oh, what a shame.

Now, with the election only two days
from now, you're going to have to watch

yourself most carefully.

However, as I said earlier, I think
you're running ahead of Cosgrove, so

do anything to make people lose
confidence in you.

A word to the wise, you know.

Particularly stay away from that Barlow
Saloon. That place has a most unsavory

reputation. I suspected that.

Good night, Mr. Maverick. Good night,
gentlemen.

Well, that's what I had in mind.

Maybe you can change our luck, Mr.
Crenshaw and Mr. Maverick. Oh?

Crenshaw has really been taking us. Oh,
he sure has.

Fortunes of the game, gentlemen.

I must agree with him.

I can't understand it.

A reformed candidate playing poker.

Just about the size of my fold.

Mr. Cranshaw, when I play poker, it's
with the understanding that the cards

be dealt off the top of the deck.

You've been dealing them from just about
every other place but the top. And

quite well, too, I might add.

Are you accusing me of cheating, mister?

I'd call it that, yes.

No wonder you're so lucky.

Doggone card cheat.

Give me his gun, Al.

You've done your part, Maverick.

I'll escort this no -good skunk over to
the sheriff's office.

Come on, Canshaw.

Put him up.

Put him up!

I'll be darned.

That Maverick.

And I thought he'd come in here to play
poker.

Well, didn't he?

Don't you get it?

He knew that Crenshaw was at cart feet.

The only way he could expose him was by
pretending to get into the game.

By George, he's got my vote after all.

By golly, you're right.

Maverick doesn't just talk about
corruption.

He takes action.

Why don't you divvy that up and start a
fresh game?

Oh, Suzanne, would you try to dig us up
a couple of customers?

Mr. Maverick.

Make it three.

I guess you know what I'm thinking.

I have a pretty good idea.

I just don't understand it. You
deliberately went back into that

saloon.

It's as if you were going out of your
way to try and lose the election.

That's right.

What's right? I don't want to win the
election.

You don't? No.

But why? You promised my son... Now,
listen, Penelope.

It might be all very well to be a state
senator, but in order to do it, I've had

to give up smoking. I've had to give up
gambling.

And I don't intend to give up my life.

Your life?

Are you serious?

Very. You probably won't believe this
either. The sheriff didn't.

But I've been beaten up, tied up, forced
to walk five miles, and on top of that,

I was told that if I win the election,
I'm gonna get shot in the back.

Terrible? Who did it?

That's just the trouble. The men who
jumped me wore hoods over their heads.

I think one of them was Wellington
Cosgrove, though.

And the sheriff didn't do anything?

Nope. As a matter of fact, he told me I
was making it all up for publicity.

And he's right on one point.

I can't even prove it happened.

All right.

So you were threatened.

Are you going to let a little thing like
that stand in the way of your civic

duty? A little thing like that?

The little thing you happen to be
talking about, Miss Greeley, is my life.

That may be very little to you, dear
girl, but to me it's mighty big.

That isn't what I mean.

They're just bluffing.

They weren't bluffing when they hired a
man to take a shot at your father.

They had to shoot my father.

They knew he wouldn't let mere threat
stand in his way.

My father, Mr. Maverick, is a man.

What would this country amount to if all
its leaders were cowards?

What about those who fought for our
freedom, men like Nathan Hale?

You could think of a better example.
They hanged him, you know.

All right.

Be a quitter.

Let Cosgrove and his grafters take over
the Senate.

Why should you care?

I didn't say I didn't care. I just said
I didn't want to be killed. Is that

unreasonable?

I didn't say I was going to quit either.

I just don't want to push my luck,
that's all.

Then you'll keep on? You'll really try
to win the election?

Yeah, I'll try.

And you will win, too.

I guess I have been a little rough on
you.

You've had to change your way of life so
much.

No smoking, no gambling.

Maybe I... Maybe I can allow you one
vice, Bart.

You know, the next time, I think I'll
run for vice president.

This election sure has attracted a lot
of excitement. Looks like just about

everybody has turned up.

Done.

Is anything wrong?

No, not at all.

You're supposed to be home and dead.

I've got to get my vote in, don't I?

This election is going to be very close.
Might depend on one vote.

You don't think I'm going to take any
chances, do you? I'm glad to see you,

Greeley. Ah, Mr. Maverick.

My daughter tells me you wound up your
campaign in great style.

I must admit, you had me worried there
for a while.

Your daughter, sir, has some very
convincing arguments.

She should.

I taught her everything she knows.

Not quite everything, Mr. Greeley.

I beg your pardon. Not at all.

Well... If I'd known I was going to
recover so fast, I might have continued

the campaign.

The doctor says I'm coming along very
well.

Ah, well, enough of this chit -chat.
Let's get on to the voting.

Your attention, please.

I know it's only 5 o 'clock, and the
polls will be officially open for two

hours.

But nobody's gone in to vote in the past
half hour.

And as near as we can tell, there's
nobody left who hasn't voted.

So we went ahead and counted the
ballots.

Now, we can't make it legal for another
two hours.

But would you like to know the
unofficial results right now?

Now, you'll be surprised, I think, to
know that right now we haven't elected a

new state senator.

No, no, no, just hold on, men.

What I mean is, it's a dead heat.

Both Maverick and Cosgrove got exactly
219 votes apiece.

It's a tie.

Now, wait a minute, wait a minute.

Now, all we need is one vote to break
that tie and decide the winner.

Now, the polls are still legally open
for another two hours.

So let's find someone who hasn't voted.

Now, is there anyone, anyone at all, who
hasn't voted?

Well, now, surely there must be one man.

Bart, you, you haven't voted.

Yeah, I guess you're right. I, uh...
With all the excitement, I must have

forgotten. Then we're a cinch to win.
You can vote yourself right into office.

Mr. Mayor, here's your man.

I've got one who hasn't voted, and it's
none other than Bart Maverick himself.

Well, there's not much doubt about who
he'll vote for, is there?

But we have to make it official.

Now, go in and cast your ballot, Mr.
Maverick.

Or should I say, uh, Senator Maverick?

Mr. Maverick.

Yeah, that's right.

I guess we know how Maverick's going to
vote, all right.

Hey,

Maverick,

hold it.

I want to talk to you before you vote.

Thanks very much, Sarah.

I really don't know what to say, but
Maverick has done something completely

unorthodox. It's a tremendous surprise.

He didn't vote for himself after all.

He voted for Ellsworth Greeley.

You didn't.

Excuse me, Mr. Mayor.

All right, simmer down, folks. Simmer
down.

Most of you know I'm not a political
talker, but I got something mighty

important to say to you.

A couple days ago, I caught somebody
drawing mustaches on campaign posters.

Well, you know me.

I don't stand for any nonsense around
this town, so I bawled this sidewalk

artist out pretty good.

I even saved the poster for evidence,
and here it is.

You know something?

I shouldn't have balled that man out. I
should have thanked him.

Because this morning when I was cleaning
out my desk, I ran across this poster.

And I never would have caught it if that
mustache hadn't been put on Cosgrove's

face on that poster. Because Cosgrove is
none other than Handlebar Joe Jeffers.

Wanted in three states for extortion and
confidence gains.

Come on.

Through the saloon and out the back
door. Quick.

get away. Head him off over there.

Take him down to jail for me. I'll be
along in a minute.

Good people of Silverdale deserve an
explanation as to why you voted the way

did. And I also think it'd be better if
you did the explaining yourself.

Mr.

Maverick?

Thank you, Sheriff.

Well, I...

I guess I should start telling you what
you already know.

The sheriff told me a few minutes ago
that Mr.

Cosgrove was a crook. He's been in and
out of at least a dozen jails, and he is

now wanted in three states. But even if
he was not wanted, he could not run for

state senator because, according to the
law, a man who has served time cannot

hold public office.

Your sheriff here is a very thorough
lawman because after he found out about

Cosgrove... He thought it was only fair
to check up on me.

So he sent out a few telegrams and,
well, he discovered that when I was a

young man, you all know how kids are, he
discovered that I had been involved in

a minor scrape.

Minor scrape as a kid?

As I said, it didn't amount to anything.
But according to the letter of the law,

it makes it illegal for me to hold
public office.

So I...

voted for the man who should really have
been your state senator anyway, Mr.

Ellsworth Greeley.

Hello.

Who is the tall, dark stranger there?

Maverick is the name.

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

game. Smooth as a handle on a gun,
Maverick is the name.

Wild as a wind in Oregon, blowing up a
canyon, easier to tame.

Riverboat, ring your bell, fare thee
well, Annabelle.

Luck is the lady that he loves the best.

Now to New Orleans,

living on Jackson, Queens.

Maverick is a legend of the West.

Riverboat, ring your bell.

Farewell, Annabelle.

Luck is the lady that he loves the best.

Now to New Orleans, living on Jackson,
Queens.

Maverick is a legend of the West.

Maverick is a legend of the West.