All language subtitles for maverick_s03e23_iron_hand

Hey, Joe, where was it we met?

The panhandle?

Why don't you try Juarez?

No, it wasn't Juarez.

Get company.

Company? Hold it, don't move.

A Warner Brothers television production.

I'll make it five dollars, gentlemen.

Well, I'll call.

Well, I ain't risking my last five
bucks. I'm folding.

Me too.

You know, Wingate, you came in here to
escape the storm.

Out of the goodness of my heart, I
invited you to sit in with the boys here

do our poker game.

You've won nearly all our money.

Maverick, you're breaking my heart.

But proceed.

Well, I'd be willing to bet all the cash
we have left in the game on this one

-hand showdown.

No, no, you don't. Nothing doing.

I take it easy, boys.

Is it a bet?

A sucker's bet for me, but how can I
refuse an old friend?

Hey, now, just a minute.

Not bad.

Let me see, Slim.

Well, um, looks like I can risk my last
five dollars.

Board.

And 15, 20, 25, 35.

I suspect I'm being taken advantage of,
but a bet's a bet.

Calling. Full house.

Tight on aces.

Not quite good enough.

Poor king.

Well, the dust storm seems to be letting
up.

I'll be on my way.

And thank you for your hospitality,
gentlemen.

Don't mention it.

So he was gonna be easy pickin'. Oh,
well.

And we're cleaned out of three months'
wages, $630.

Somebody get a rope.

Now, take it easy, fellas. We ran into a
little bad luck, that's all. You can't

blame that on me.

Well, yeah, well, I'm blaming you.

You better not do anything you're liable
to be sorry for.

On your feet, maverick.

Now, just take it easy, fellas.

We've got something in common.

Oh, yeah? Go on and name it.

A need for money.

Would you boys be interested in a job if
I could dig one up?

Doing what?

Well, I saw a big herd this morning.

That storm probably held it up. I might
be able to con the owner into, uh... You

know, work out some kind of a deal. I'll
see you boys later.

Ah, not so fast, Maverick.

I think I'll go along with you.

Yeah, well, uh...

I'd be glad to have you, Red.

Watch out he don't skin out on you, Red.
If he does, he'll be the only man to

outrun a bullet.

Let's go.

Now remember, Maverick, I'll be out here
watching and waiting.

I'll be thinking of you every minute,
Red.

Hello there.

Got a little room for a stranger?

Let's have a look at you.

Howdy.

You step down.

Chuck, take care of the stranger's
horse.

Thank you.

Eat it, ma 'am.

My name's Bart Maverick.

Connie Coleman.

Our trail boss, Joe Vermillion.

Oh, there. My brother, Jimmy.

Hi. Hello, Jimmy. Harry, get us some
sparrows.

No sparrows for me, thanks. Just some
coffee. I'll get it.

Sit down.

Thank you, ma 'am.

Well, that twister stir up your cattle
much?

No, my boys know their business.

Thanks. I prefer Connie to ma 'am.

Connie?

Traveling from where to where?

We don't question our guests, Joe.

You hired me to boss your trail drive to
Abilene, Miss Connie. It's my job to

find out about strangers.

He's right.

I'm traveling from Abilene to San
Antonio.

Your face looks awful familiar to me,
but I just can't tack that name Joe

Vermillion to it.

Just a friendly question.

The name Joe Vermillion's been listed on
the payrolls of the 6th Cavalry, Fort

Bliss, for the past eight years.

I was mustered out last fall.

My father's Sergeant George Vermillion.

My mother's full -blooded Cheyenne.

What did you say your business was in
Abilene?

I just delivered a herd to Abilene.

Then you're a rancher.

No, I'm in the insurance business.

I have a crew of hardened Indian
fighters.

Some ex -Texas Rangers among them.

I guarantee delivery of the herd in
Abilene intact, without any loss to

or outlaws.

That makes you a luxury. We have no
trouble to speak of.

Colonel Goodnight wouldn't agree with
that. Just last month, some outlaws ran

off 1 ,500 head of his from the
Cimarron.

Killed three of his riders.

You told Father there was nothing to
worry about, Joe.

Hey, uh, is this your first drive on the
Chisholm Trail, Connie?

Yeah, Father always left Jimmy and me to
run the ranch, and he made the drives.

Horse threw him.

Busted his leg. So Connie decides she
take over.

We take over.

Where do you keep these tough fighters
of yours?

We're camped up in the hills a few miles
back.

You just happened to mosey over this
way?

Oh, no, we saw your herd before the
storm hit.

I just rode down to see if I couldn't
sell you my services.

The answer is no.

It's not your say, Joe.

What's your proposition?

How many head in the herd?

3 ,000.

I'll guarantee safe delivery of the
whole herd at Abilene per dollar head at

,000.

That's pretty steep.

Well, beef sells for $20 at the railhead
in Abilene.

You're delivering $60 ,000 worth.

I'd call that pretty cheap insurance.

This drive has got to go through.

If we lose the herd, we lose the ranch
and everything.

I don't have to get paid until delivery.

Well, I have enough cash with me, if I
can make a deal at $2 ,500.

I'll tell you what I'll do with you,
Connie.

I'll cut you. High card, whether it's $2
,500 or $3 ,000.

Oh, that's Queen.

That's going to be pretty hard to beat.

Eight.

Well, it's a pleasure to do business
with you, Connie.

Jimmy, I'll put the boys on the payroll
first thing in the morning.

Thanks for the coffee.

Good night.

I really don't like that at all.

It's a bit too risky.

What about you, Tanner?

The risks don't bother me none, Joe.

It's that miserly 10 % cut.

We think it should be a bit higher.

Quite a bit higher, considering the
important roles that Ursula and I have

play.

So you're all putting the bite on for
more money, huh?

All right.

I'm a reasonable man. How much do you
want?

A 50 % cut.

too, Major? No, no.

Now, how much of a percentage do you and
Ursula feel you're entitled to?

Well, ten.

Ten percent will be splendid, won't it,
Ursula?

Yes.

Yes, of course.

All right, boys, ready?

All set.

Now, I'm gonna have riders on both
flanks. I'm gonna scout ahead.

My orders for your men are to keep the
cattle bunched together. I don't want

stragglers.

You boss your crew.

That's my herd.

I'll run it the way I think best.

No offense, ma 'am.

Not this early, anyway.

Come on, boys.

I haven't seen Joe Vermillion around.

Didn't quit, did he?

Rode on last night to Fort Worth to
scout water and graze for the herd.

That's fine. I suppose you just hightail
it back to the herd.

If I run into any trouble out here, I
want just one hide to worry about.

Mine.

The cattle are bunched as ordered, sir.
They're composed of steers and heifers.

I'm a woman, not a heifer, in case you
hadn't noticed, mister.

Well, Red, you and Jimmy scout ahead
while I try to de -feather this crow.

Keep your powder dry, chum.

All right, now look here, Bart Maverick.

Been some unshod ponies around here
recently.

Indians. Well, they can't be around now.

Jimmy and Red went right on through.
They didn't jump them.

Maybe they saw something they wanted
more.

What's that?

A woman.

Hold on to this and stay put. That's an
order.

Thanks for waiting for me, Connie.

Oh, I want you around.

I want to see how you're going to
defether this crow.

You all right, sis?

I'm still shaking a little.

You turned up sort of sudden, didn't
you, Joe?

Usually do when I hear shooting.

Well, those Comanches let Jimmy and Red
ride right through their ambush.

They seem to wait for me.

Being part Indian, perhaps you could
explain that.

You never can tell what an Indian's
gonna do.

All right, let's move them out.

The herd's bunched and bedded down, as
ordered, sir.

Well, that's just fine.

Thinking deep thoughts?

Just giving a little quiet thanks.

That those Indians weren't better shots.

At Abilene, I'll owe you $3 ,000.

I've got $3 ,500 with me.

Head says I owe you $2 ,500.

Tail 35.

All right, I'll take that pen.

Why, it's heads.

It's a lady's luck.

Good night, Bart.

Good morning.

Is this the Coleman herd?

It sure is, mister.

I'm Connie Coleman.

What can I do for you?

Here, my good man.

Hold my horse.

I'm Major Brooks Innescourt, Miss
Coleman.

My daughter, Ursula.

I was wondering if you'd be kind enough
to allow us to travel with you as far as

the Red River.

My brother Charles and I have a spread
west of Doane's Crossing.

That's a real animal, Major.

Thank you, Miss Coleman.

I had that prize bull shipped specially
from England via New Orleans.

We hope to improve the bloodline of our
herefants.

That's why we want your protection.

Father would have a fit if anything
happened to him. We'll see him safely to

Red River, ma 'am.

Well, it'll cost you a dollar, Major. We
have a contract with Mr. Maverick here

for protection.

Oh, uh, be my guest, little fella.

I'm very gallant, Mr. Maverick.

It's an old family tradition, Miss
Ursula.

Expecting more Indians?

Not Comanthes.

But by tomorrow morning, we're likely to
be running into old Eaglefeather and

his Kiowas.

Friendly? Friendly, but addicted to
sharp practice.

Gamblers, perhaps?

You bridle your tongue, child.

No, they just think that a trail drive
should pay them a toll to cross their

land. Ten cents a head.

Old Eaglefeather, their medicine man, he
does the chiseling.

You're not planning to pay it, I hope?

No, not if I don't have to.

I've got a little scheme in mind for
dealing with them.

Then I'm sure we'll be fighting fire
with fire, Bart.

Yeah.

You still trying to replace me?

Oh, I'll figure it out.

What are you doing?

I'm making a little surprise for a
business competitor.

Where did I see you, Joe?

The panhandle?

Albuquerque?

Why don't you try Juarez?

No.

No, it wasn't Juarez.

We got company.

Company? Hold it. Don't move.

Next, Robin.

Where'd it get you? It didn't.

You wait until they're all coiled up and
ready to strike, and then you...

Something my Indian mother taught me.

Oh.

Good night, Joe.

Got a match, my good man?

Yeah, sure.

Tomorrow we'll reach Red River.

The Kiowas will be waiting.

Chief Eagle Feather?

Eagle Feather's going to charge 50 cents
a head. The Coleman's can't afford it.

Not in my queue.

Wait till you get the nod from me.

I want it to go smooth.

I think I'm quite capable of handling.

I'll do the thinking.

Kyle is a block in the trail.

Chief Eaglefeather has raised his ante.
Instead of 10 cents a head, it's now 50.

It's $1 ,500, Connie.

That's infamous.

Worse than that, I can't afford to pay
it.

Give me the cash box.

I just told you I can't afford to pay
it.

Well, neither can I.

Part of that money will be mine.

If I lose, you don't owe me a cent.

Save us some lunch.

Miss Coleman, I think I can find a way
to solve all your problems.

Chief Eaglefeather.

$300, your usual charge.

Here, $300.

Here, $1 ,500.

You take.

Now, wait.

If your medicine is bigger than mine,
you take the whole $1 ,800.

But if my medicine is bigger than yours,
you get no money.

Cattle passes through Kiowa lands.

Free. Big deal.

You take?

Wrong, Dundee.

Maverick Kim talked with two tongues.

Eagle Feather no like him big deal.

Fifteen hundred dollar.

Faint heart.

Warriors of the Kiowas. Chief Eagle
Feather is afraid to match his medicine

mine.

He is old.

He is no longer a mighty medicine man.

He is woman.

If Eagle Feather is afraid, then his
medicine is weak.

And the Kiowas shall find a strong chief
to lead them. Let the eyes of the

maverick see the strong medicine of
Eagle Feather.

Oh,

Eagle Feathers Medicine is big.

Back. Back, man. Big, big medicine.

Back. Back.

Back. Back.

Back. Further back.

Chief. Back.

Big.

Ho, ho!

Well?

Take him, will you, Red?

Ah, the family jewels, Your Majesty.

All intact.

What, no hand to kiss, no ringing
cheers?

Bart, something's happened.

What? What about the most wonderful
thing you could imagine?

What are you talking about?

Major Innescourt bought the herd, and at
Abilene prices.

You made a deal while I was out there?

Major, you can't possibly buy that herd
at Abilene prices and expect to come out

ahead. Thanks for it. Oh, yes, I can.

That's a neat trick.

I've been checking the herd.

I judged that at least 2 ,000 are
heifers.

Next spring, they'll all throw calves.

Profit right there.

That is, if you can afford to breed and
not sell.

Beginning next June, I have a contract
with the British government.

We'll take all the cat -like and deliver
in Abilene at $30 a head.

What was the market price when you left
Abilene, Mr. Maverick?

$20.

$60 ,000.

I'll send a man over to the ranch, Miss
Coleman.

Pick up some riders.

They'll take the herd off your hands.

Do you mind if I speak to Connie for a
moment? I feel sort of responsible for

her.

Who says?

By all means.

Mister, your job is to protect the herd,
not to butt into my business

transactions.

Well, I always play a hunch, and I have
one now.

Don't take the Major's deal.

Why not?

It'll save a long haul to Abilene.

He'll get your money.

That's not what worries me.

What do you know about him?

You accept that check without
investigating, you're just asking to be

Investigate? How?

Joe?

Yes, Miss Connie?

What do you think of the Major and his
daughter?

They seem like fine folk to me.

Joe, if it was your herd, would you
accept his check for $60 ,000?

Why not? The Major's the real thing.

I've heard all about him. He's got a big
ranch.

Listen, the nearest settlement is
Preston. That's about 100 miles east.

The Major must be well known there.

Why don't you have him ride into Preston
with you and get some identification

before you sign over?

If you don't do that, you're just plain
stupid.

If I was you, Miss Connie, I would pay
this hombre off right here and now and

get rid of him before he kills the whole
deal.

You're right, Joe.

Aren't you rushing things just a little
bit, Joe?

Maybe.

You afraid I'll remember where I've seen
you?

You think about it during the long
winter nights.

Here's your $2 ,500, mister.

Now saddle and ride.

Been a real pleasure,

ma 'am.

The herd is sold.

Saddle up. We're going to line out for
Preston.

Are

you

still here?

The Major going to drive with you to
Preston?

No, he isn't.

Means you're going to take his check,
huh?

It won't be necessary.

The Major does his own banking.

He sent a rider to the ranch, and by
tomorrow night he'll be back with some

miniscule riders and $60 ,000 in cash.

That's nice going.

In that case, perhaps you'll want to
rehire my crew to protect all that money

the way to Waco.

Well, I wouldn't want to tempt you,
Bart, but I will let you horn in on my

luck.

I'll flip you double or nothing for the
$2 ,500.

I never buck a winning streak, and
you're riding a big one right now.

But in case you change your mind about
that escort, you'll find me at the hotel

in Preston.

it, gents.

You've done sufficient advertising.

The town knows you're here, so put up
those guns and lower your temperature.

And for those of you who can't take a
friendly warning, the town of Preston

a... Let me guess, sir.

A nice, big, fat, unfriendly jail.

Right, Marshal? Right.

You pay attention, boys.

Hey, the small rooms are $2. Large ones,
$4.

I'll take one of your largest.

You gonna be in town long, Mr. Maverick?

Well, not more than a few days.

But I want a tub full of hot water in my
room every night, starting right now.

Well, a hot tub is six bits extra.

Sold.

Boy!

Show Mr.

Maverick to room 13.

Thank you.

Hey, Mr. Maverick.

That newspaper's ten cents.

Fine, just put it on my bill.

You've done sufficient advertising.

The town knows you're here, so put up
those guns and lower your temperature.

Well, boys, you heard the marshal.

Supper still on?

The dining room's open until 10 o
'clock, ma 'am.

You have 15 minutes yet. Thank you.

That was a fast trip.

You join me?

I would have slept. It was a tough ride.

Well, in that case, maybe you'd prefer
to stand.

A supper for Miss Coleman, please.

There's soup, buffalo steak, pie and
coffee, and that's it.

How'd you make out with the Major?

Kept his word.

Paid me in 60 ,000 cash.

Well, then that's why you're here.

You decided to change your mind about
not wanting to hire my boys. That's very

sensible of you.

No.

My crew wanted to hit some of the high
spots.

That's all.

Maybe you're here because you just
wanted to say, I told you so.

I'm a woman.

You are?

Miss Coleman?

Yes, Marshal? I've got your whole crew
locked up in jail, ma 'am.

Marshal, those boys have been out on the
trail.

After your warning, they promised me not
to get out of line.

You got no call to jail them. What is
the charge, Marshal?

Passing counterfeit $10 and $20 bills.

What?

Counterfeit? Well, that's impossible.

That's a pretty good one.

Marshal, have you heard of an Englishman
who calls himself Major Brooks

Innescord? He has a daughter, a real
beauty. Her name is Ursula. They're

supposed to have a spread somewhere near
the Red River Crossing.

Never heard of him. Or a Cheyenne half
-breed. Calls himself Joe Vermillion.

No.

Well? Joe took a job ramrodding for the
Major.

Say, that's why Joe headed for Fort
Worth.

To get together with the Major. Oh, no.

Say, your hot bath's ready, Mr.
Maverick. Thank you, Mr. Tully. Yes,

Bart, you can't go. They've stolen the
herd.

And they also have your signature on a
legally signed bill of sale.

You've got problems, ma 'am.

Well, what'll I do?

Just like me.

Relax and soak all your cares away in a
nice hot bath.

Yeah?

Let me in. I've got to talk to you.

I'm sorry, ma 'am, but I am in
conference.

Art?

No.

Now, you cut that out. Do you want me to
call the marshal?

The Interskorts have got Jimmy.

They've invited him to spend a month at
their ranch. Well, don't blame it on

Jimmy. That Ursula is mighty pretty
intriguing bait.

Quit joking.

Jimmy's in trouble. They might try to
kill him. No, they're not going to hurt

the kid.

Why won't they?

Well, if you'll pardon another maverick
hunch, there is no Interskort spread, so

they're going to have to come up with
some excuse to convince Jimmy that

got to drive that herd to Abilene. He
won't be hurt until at least they get

there. What makes you so sure?

Because the Major's a crook, he's most
likely going to need some identification

for the cattle buyer in Abilene.

Jimmy signed the bill of sale along with
you, and I'm sure that dear Ursula will

see to it that he vouches for the Major.

That cattle drive's way ahead of us
right now.

Look, we haven't got a moment to lose.
You round up your crew, and we'll go

after them, and hurry.

Like this?

Now, hold on just a minute, Connie. If
we do reach the Interskirts, there's

going to be gunplay, and that means
double wages for my crew.

I've already paid you $2 ,500.

Yeah, but you fired me. This is a whole
new deal.

How much?

Bart, you know all the money I've got
left is counterfeit.

That is tough.

If we get the herd back, I'll pay you $3
,000.

You'll gamble with me, won't you?

I'd love to, darling, but this is a
business deal.

All right, you've had your chance.

Come in, Marshal.

Stop talking nonsense.

Miss Coleman has sworn out a warrant
charging you with fraud, embezzlement,

collusion in helping the innis court
steal her cattle.

You can't pull this thing on me.

Sorry, Judge Bruce signed the warrant.

I gotta lock you up.

Of course, Bart, if you were to take
your crew and get my herd back, it would

sort of prove your innocence.

Marshal, that's blackmail. You might say
so.

I'll, uh, I'll take you up on it.

No, not so fast.

Mr. Maverick's under arrest.

I can't let him go unless he puts up
bail.

Well, Marshal, I can withdraw my
charges, can't I?

Oh, yes, ma 'am. When the judge gets
back from his buffalo hunt. Uh, sometime

next month.

Uh, how much is the bail?

Two thousand dollars.

Connie.

You could advance me $2 ,000, couldn't
you?

In counterfeit money.

My wallet is in my jacket.

There'll just be five days of hard
riding, that's all. And $100 in it for

of you. If we get the herd back from
this county, and if we don't? Just more

calluses.

Peace be.

Oh, Barkeep, set him up for the boys,
will you?

Look, I'm sorry, Mr. Maverick. We'd like
to help you out, but... Yeah, real

sorry.

Uh, room for one more?

Your deal.

No tracks moving west, Connie. Just
north to Abilene.

Then we'll make tracks north, too.

Connie. Connie. Oh, go away.

It's time to hit the trail.

You said I could sleep two hours.

And that was four hours ago.

I'll toss you double or nothing.

Max. Max.

Let her sleep one more hour.

Then toss water on her if you have to.

I'm gonna ride over to Caldwell, see
what I can find out.

You and the boys meet me there about 9 o
'clock.

This is Mr. Purdy. He's a cattle buyer.

Ma 'am, I do my buying down here to get
the jump on the boys in Abilene.

Yep, he bought the herd from the major
just this morning.

But they stole that herd from me and my
brother.

Paid us in counterfeit money.

That's what Mr. Maverick's been telling
me. The major's at the hotel.

I suggest we go see him and clear this
thing up.

Good idea.

Hey, sis, this is great. What are you
doing here? Jimmy, the Major paid us off

in counterfeit money.

Counterfeit? What do you mean? Where's
the Major now?

He's up in his hotel suite with Ursula.
Well, let's go have a talk with him.

All right, boys, you're on the count.

Who

is

it? Honey, it's me, Jimmy.

Oh, just a minute, Jimmy.

Come in.

What a lovely surprise.

I think you might have warned me, Jimmy.
Are these the folks your pa bought the

herd from, ma 'am?

Why, yes, Mr. Purdy.

From Miss Coleman and her brother Jimmy.
Where's your father?

My father?

He went out about an hour ago.

Jimmy, I don't quite see... The money
your father paid sis was counterfeit.

Oh, really? Don't be so ridiculous.

Are you planning on taking a fast stage
somewhere, Miss Ursula?

Did you pay for that cattle by check,
Mr. Purdy? Yep, $60 ,000 on the

cattleman's bank in Abilene.

That's where the major's headed, to cash
that check in a hurry, isn't he?

I refuse to listen to any more of this
ridiculous talk.

Will you please leave at once?

I'd be glad to.

Mr. Purdy, you'd better get to that bank
and stop payment on the check of yours.

Now, you just hold your horses, friend.

I made a bona fide buy for Major
Innescourt, and Jimmy Coleman here not

vouched for the Major, but signed the
bill of sale as a witness.

We told you that money was counterfeit.

Only got your word for it, ma 'am. Miss
Innescourt says different.

I must certainly do.

Have you got any of the money with you,
ma 'am? Course not.

Marshall and Preston impounded all of
it.

Well, I made a business deal fair and
square, and I think the law would say

I don't hold the bag. If you've got any
complaints, you'd better take them up

with the Major, ma 'am.

Would you please close the door when you
leave?

Now, suppose you and I have a little
chat.

Get out of here, you ignorant
clodhopper!

Look, gentlemen, I'm a busy man. I
haven't got all day. Please be patient,

Purdy. She'll be right down. What
happened then, Jimmy?

In a couple hours after Sis rode off
with the crew, an indiscord rider came

tearing up to tell us that there was
hoof -and -mouth disease at the ranch.

So naturally, the Major couldn't drive
the herd there. He had to sell them.

Don't you see through it, Mr. Purdy?

I hear words, but no proof.

It's not my problem.

What about Joe Vermillion?

Well, Joe was the one who first said
that the cattle had to be sold.

Now, come to think of it, he and the
Major got awful chummy.

Yeah, that fits.

I can only remember where I saw Joe.

Here she comes.

Here's your proof, Mr. Purdy.

Why? Well, she admits the money is
counterfeit. And that she and the Major

worked for Joe Vermillion.

Joe is the boss?

That's right.

I just can't believe that Ursula...
Jimmy, you better brace yourself.

Ursula is not the Major's daughter.

She's his wife.

All right, ma 'am. I'm convinced.

The major can't get to Abilene before
the bank closes, so we can get there

before it opens in the morning. The bank
closes at 5, but during buying season,

it opens again nights, 7 to 9. We'd
better get to our horses.

Just a moment, gentlemen.

I'll take your guns.

What for?

Town ordinance.

We're just going in the back. You can
pick them up at the marshal's office

you leave.

Close for supper. Bad omen. I don't like
it, Joe. I don't like it. I don't care

what you like.

Let's go have some supper.

It still isn't open.

It will be.

You've got nothing to worry about. All
you do is go in and cash the check. I

give you your cut and you're long gone.

You've got nothing to worry about.

We'll write this up together.

Good evening.

I'm Major Brooks in escort. I'd like to
cash this check.

It's for a herd I sold Mr. Purdy.

I'd like 1 ,000 in 20s and the rest in
100s, please.

Well, I'm sorry, Major, but Mr. Purdy
stopped payment on this check.

Stopped payment? Why?

Why? I'll give you three guesses, Major.
You're under arrest.

Both of you.

Oh,

I've

faced you now.

Wells Fargo, hold up.

Silver City!

Oh, thank you, Maverick. Oh, no,
Marshal. This bird's my prisoner.

The Cheyenne cut off his hand for
stealing. It's an old custom supposed to

discourage criminals, but it didn't work
when you did it, Joe.

The Wells Fargo people offer a $5 ,000
reward for him stage robbery.

You better pick up the escort and his
wife.

Come on, you $5 ,000 jackpot.

Lock him up, Jack. I'll be along soon.

Thank you, Marshal.

Sure you won't come with us, Bart?

I'd like to, Connie, but business first.
I have to stop off at Caldwell and pick

up my $2 ,000 bail money from Marshal
Richter.

Then I have to deliver Ironhand to the
Wells Fargo office in Santa Fe.

$2 ,000 from the Marshal, $5 ,000 for
Ironhand, and the $3 ,000 you gouged

out of us for getting the major.

Not bad.

It's just the maverick touch.

I'll flip you for our 3 ,000.

Double or nothing?

Suppose I do the flipping this time.

Lady gets the call.

That sounds fair enough.

Heads.

So long, Bart.

And thanks.

Not me.

Maverick, good luck, Jimmy.

Here's something to remember me by.

Here's something to remember me by.

The great girl, Maverick.

Fine gal, Marshal. Real spirit, too.

Nobody's gonna get the better of her.

You forget the old Maverick Dutch.

Marshal, you're right.

Nobody's going to get the best of that
gal.

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

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

Luck is a lady that he loves the best.

Nice to see you, New Orleans.

Living on Jackson, Queens.

Maverick is a legend of the West.

River, I'll ring your bell.

Farewell, Annabelle. Luck is the way
that he loves the best.

Nice to see you, New Orleans.

Living on Jackson, Queens.

Maverick is a legend of the West.