All language subtitles for Maverick S02E23

No sign of violence,
panic. Nothing.

Apparently, everyone just quit whatever
they was doing and walked away from it.

Maverick.

Starring James
Garner and Jack Kelly.

Produced by Warner Bros.

From the entertainment
capital of the world...

produced for television
by Warner Bros.

Scatter out, boys, and start looking.
He's around here somewheres.

Morning.

You the man looking
for a wagon master?

I'm the wagon master. It's a
professional guide I'm needing.

- I'm Bart Maverick.
- Fergus Mackenzie.

- I'd like to apply for the job.
- You been to the Black Hills?

Quite a few times, sir.

What river crosses
the Ocotillo Trail?

It's not much of a river.
It's called Shale Creek.

And it's dry this time of year.

What river does the
Cheval Trail follow?

I've never heard of the Cheval Trail.
Heh, I don't think you have either.

- Drink?
- No, thanks.

I wasn't offering,
I was inquiring.

- I never touch the stuff.
- Do you gamble?

I feel sorry for men that gamble,
Mr. Mackenzie. Downright sorry.

- Are you a God-fearing man?
- Scared to death.

Well, you're hired.

We start tomorrow at daybreak.

I'll pay you 200 in
gold for the whole job.

Done. Ha, ha.

I'll pack my war bag
and be back in an hour.

Psst.

- Cindy. What are you do...?
- Shh.

- What are you doing here?
- I was just about to ask you that.

You're no professional
guide. What are you up to?

Well, I was going to Deadwood
anyway and I'm broke.

This way, I'll get
there with money.

You're not here because of me?

You in some kind
of trouble, Cindy?

I will be if certain people here
in town find out I'm leaving.

Please, just forget you saw me?

I'll make you a deal.

I'll forget you're leaving town
if you'll forget I'm not a guide.

Hey there.

Hey, wagon train.

Howdy there. You folks wouldn't be
heading for the gold country, would you?

Aye, we're heading
for the Black Hills.

That's the right place.
Mind if I join you?

But you got no supplies.

Well, there's plenty
of game along the way.

I've heard tell there
are a few grouchy

Indians too. Might be
we'll need each other.

Wife and I have enough grub
supply for three extra hands.

- What's your name, young fellow?
- Lee Granger.

Well, you can ride
with us, Mr. Granger...

just as long as you behave yourself
and take your orders from me or from him.

He's my guide.

That suits me just fine.

I think he's here because of me.

That's what you said about me.

But you told me you
weren't, and I believed you.

I told you that?

Well, are you or aren't you?

Tell me what's got you so
worried and I'll answer that.

How long has it been
since I last saw you?

Four or five months.

Well, for three of those
months I've been...

I'm running away
from Claude Rogan.

Makes sense.

He kind of fell in love with
me, and maybe vice versa.

- Till I found out he was a no-good thief.
- I thought everybody knew that.

Well, I like to learn
about people for myself.

So you're afraid Rogan sent
him along to keep an eye on you.

- Why wouldn't Rogan come along himself?
- He's hiding out.

- From that Wells Fargo holdup?
- That's what I think.

When I decided he really
was a thief, I got out fast.

Maybe you're right, Cindy.

There's something about
that fellow that just doesn't fit.

- Maybe he is here for Rogan.
- He'd better not be.

And he's a brilliant young man.

Old Baltimore family. I'm sure they'll
transfer him from Fort Brader very...

Mother, George isn't
really very interesting...

to people who haven't met him.

I don't know why you
should say that, Charlotte.

And they will meet him
when he we get to Fort Brader.

What's taking you into the
Black Hills, Mr. Chapman?

I came into a little
money not long ago...

and my wife persuaded me to
invest it in some mining properties.

I've heard stories about
prospectors selling good claims...

for the price of a
bottle of whiskey.

Well, that wagon
of mine is filled...

with everything they
haven't got in the Black Hills.

I leave the digging to
them that likes to gamble.

You don't think going to
Deadwood is gambling?

No. That's enterprise.

Our young lieutenant couldn't
have been more apologetic...

about us bringing Charlotte way out
here like this to get married, but, well...

Mother.

Yes, dear?

Oh, heh.

Is that you?

Who have you got in mind?

Now, who else
would I have in mind?

I can think of at
least two others.

I just came out here to say you
haven't got me fooled, you hear?

Well, you've got me fooled.
What are you talking about?

Claude sent you and I know it.

Claude?

Don't play dumb, you
have to be smart to do that.

I am smart and I still don't
know what you're talking about.

If I'm wrong, sorry.

If I'm right, tell Rogan it won't
help him at all to know where I went.

Because I and he are as dead
as that Wells Fargo man he shot.

- Getting tired, Miss Stanton?
- Not at all. I'm used to riding.

Mr. Granger.

My husband was wondering
if you'd like a little change.

He could take your horse
while you drive the wagon.

Be glad to, ma'am.

It was my wife's idea.

I know how a man feels about
letting a stranger ride his horse...

so if you don't want to, I...

Don't mind at all. The
change will rest us both up.

Whoa. Whoa, ho.

You think this is a good idea?

I don't know,
but I had to do it.

I can't stand being
with you like this...

and not being able to
talk to you, to touch you.

Well, get used to it
or we'll be in trouble.

Why did you disappear
with that girl last night?

Haven't we got enough to worry
about without you bringing that up?

- Well, why did you do it, Lee?
- I didn't.

She came looking for me. Had some
idea I was here to keep an eye on her.

I'm sorry. We've got to find some way
to be alone together, if only for a minute.

We can't. And don't ask
me to drive the wagon again.

- Please, Lee. Please...
- No.

Now, we're strangers. That's
the only way we'll be safe.

Shh. Put that thing back.

- What's wrong?
- Nothing. I got lonesome.

Oh, Cindy.

Remember the last time we
went to Deadwood together?

There are some things
one never forgets.

Like measles and broken arms.

Oh, I remember
now the nice things.

How you gave me your
coat when I got cold.

How you took my
coat when I was asleep.

Think you'll ever
amount to anything, Bart?

Of course, I will.

My pappy once told me, "Son,
you're self-centered, shifty...

and you know the value of a dollar, so
you're gonna die honored and wealthy."

If I really thought you would, I'd
hooked you myself, one way or another.

I'll never be able to
say you didn't warn me.

Maybe I'll do it, anyway.

You know, it won't do for us to offend
these good people we're traveling with.

- Maybe you'd better go to bed now.
- Who's being offensive?

Not me.

They'll think so.

Shame on them.

- Good night, Cindy.
- Good night.

Do I have to carry you
back to your wagon?

Would you like to?

You didn't act like this first
time we were in these hills.

- Things were different then.
- They sure were.

Ow.

Don't move, friends.

Keep eating.

There's two men
with guns in my back.

Now, just sit quiet. We're not here
to bother anybody or steal nothing...

so don't get nervous and
there won't be any trouble.

Tie that blanket
in a knot, lady.

Now, she's got some things
belonging to a friend of ours.

- And we've come to get them.
- What things?

Well, that ring, for one.

A red beaded dress and
a large doll, for two more.

They're mine.

Claude give them to you
and you dodged out on him.

Now he wants them back.

- Take a look in her wagon, Joe.
- Which one's yours, Cindy?

Look through all
of them, jughead.

That's hers over there.

Thanks.

Claude's real
sore at you, Cindy.

Real sore.

Sorry to interrupt
your supper, folks.

Get my horse, Cindy, quick.

What do you have in mind, fella?

Going after those two, if you'll
wave that in another direction.

They took nothing
worth a quarrel or a delay.

You'll not be going anywhere.

We'd better have a quick
private talk, Fergus, over there.

I'm after an outlaw named Rogan.
Those two men can lead me to him.

Will you put that gun down
before they get any further away?

- You're after an outlaw?
- Yes.

You a lawman or something?

- Why else would I be going after them?
- I can answer that.

You're greedy like everybody
else. But he's no lawman.

- Thanks, Cindy, love.
- You're welcome.

And it isn't Rogan he
wants, it's Rogan's money.

- Am I right, it's in that doll?
- No.

Why would he have sent them out here?
That other stuff isn't worth a nickel.

Oh, the money was there
all right, but I took it out.

Nearly $30,000.

You can put that gun down, Fergus.
I won't be leaving. I won't have to.

Rogan will show up
in person next time.

Yes. I guess he will.

I'm sorry, I didn't
think about that.

I've heard of Rogan.

If you've got $30,000 of his,
he'll be back right enough.

What do you think
we ought to do?

I didn't know about the
money. I found it by accident.

And I'm going to turn
it over for the reward.

If you want to toss me out
of the train for that just say so.

Ah, maybe I will.

Mad?

At you, Cindy? Impossible.

Mr. Mackenzie, I told you before
we started that she wasn't the sort of...

Just a minute, missus.

We have a serious problem
that concerns the lot of us.

This lass recovered
some stolen money.

Found it in that doll
those felons ran off with.

It's my reckoning the two of them,
and maybe more, will be a-coming back...

as soon as they get over the shock
of finding they don't have the money.

- Then shouldn't we be moving on?
- We'll be doing that, Mr. Stanton...

as soon as we've settled
what's to be done with her.

We have a simple choice.

Send her back to Spring City
by herself and forget the matter...

or keep her with us and
try to make Fort Brader...

before the felons
catch up with us.

Fort Brader is another 10 days.

Oh, it doesn't seem like a
hard choice, Mr. Mackenzie.

She stays with us, of course.

She had no right
coming in the first place.

It's bad enough when decent
folk are subjected to her kind of...

- Her kind of what?
- Enough of that, ladies.

Anybody else here for
sending her back alone?

All right, then it's settled.

We'll be moving
out in five minutes.

I'll take that money
in my wagon, lass...

and turn it over to the
authorities in Fort Brader.

Well, I don't have it.

But you just told us you did.

I said I took it
out of the doll.

I buried it where we
camped last night.

You won't mind if we
look in your wagon?

- Not at all.
- We haven't the time for that.

Let's get moving.

Wagons! Hold up!

- They caught up.
- Where?

I saw them for just a second on that
ridge over there, about seven of them.

- It could be anybody.
- Uh-huh, but it isn't.

I suppose it's
too late to resign.

No.

But either way,
you'll be facing a gun.

You men, come over here.

Women stay in the wagons
and get flat on the boards.

What is it? What's wrong?

We don't know yet, Mrs.
Stanton. Just stay out of sight.

- Go back to your wagon.
- What's wrong? You seen them?

They'll be here in a minute.
Get back to your wagon.

Don't use that unless someone else does
first. You know how I feel about gunfire.

Hurry.

Howdy there.

Why all the firearms, friends?

We ain't here for trouble.

Pretty blond girl on that wagon,
she's got something that belongs to me.

I want it.

When I get it...

me and my friends will ride off.

So let's keep it
peaceable, shall we?

What has she got
that belongs to you?

Hey, Cindy, you there?

I'm here.

Still love me, moonbeam?

You know what I want.
Bring it here and I'll go away.

You don't even have to come
with me, unless you want to.

Bring what there?

You took back everything
you ever gave me.

Everything, except what
you found in that doll.

You put something in my doll?

Should've guessed that's
why you had them take it back.

If it wasn't there, those two
jugheads took it for themselves.

Did they?

And re-stuffed it with
one of your skirts?

I want it. And I want it now.

You best tell her
to bring it to me.

She hasn't got it. She buried
it about a hundred miles back.

You don't say.

I'm gonna take her wagon apart.

If my money ain't there...

I'm gonna take the next
wagon apart, then the next...

till all you got here is a pile of
lumber and a big stack of wheels.

You'll have to
get past us first.

And if you're as peace-loving
as you say you are...

we are gonna be a might
of a disappointment to you.

Charlotte, get down.

I said I didn't
want any trouble.

If you folks feel
so strong about it...

guess there's not
much we can do.

Come on, boys.

We'll call it a day's work.

Hiya!

Move it!

How bad is it?

In the shoulder, I was lucky.

We were luckier.

Well, you were a big help.

But you said you would be
when you joined on, didn't you?

Oh, Mr. Maverick.

Aren't you a long way from camp?

I wish I could pretend it was
an accident meeting you here.

- Isn't it?
- No, I wanted to talk to you alone.

I don't even know what I...

- Why I wanted to talk to you.
- You need a reason?

- When will we get to Fort Brader?
- Five or six days.

When those men rode up
yesterday, I watched what happened.

It made me sick to watch it...

but I couldn't look away.

Seeing them fall and die...

like a nightmare.

Hearing those bullets, seeing them
tear up the ground all around you.

You didn't even move.

You make it sound
like I was all alone.

Ben Chapman and Fergus
were right there with me.

I was too scared to move.

I never dreamed that things
like that really ever happened.

Or that I'd ever meet
someone like you.

I guess my mother made me
feel that a man was nothing...

if he didn't simper
and wear lace cuffs.

That impression you've
got of me is a little...

I didn't move because I knew
that men on milling horses...

would have a hard
time shooting straight.

And I wear lace cuffs
every chance I get.

You're teasing
me, but I don't mind.

You know, it's funny, but I could
never talk with George like this.

He the man you're gonna marry?

You in love with him?

That sort of thing is
storybook nonsense.

Your mother says?

I agree with her.

My pappy had a
different slant on it.

He once told me:

"Son, love is the only thing
in life you've got to earn.

Everything else you can steal."

Does George simper
and wear lace cuffs?

He's very nice, really he is.

He just hasn't had
my disadvantages.

I guess I do mind being teased.

Oh, I don't know what I need or
what's wrong, but something is.

How old are you, Charlotte?

Seventeen.

I'm afraid I'm not the one
you should be talking to.

Another thing my pappy
said when I left home:

"Make a lot of mistakes, son, but
always be sure they're your own."

You're about to
make someone else's.

No, it was my own choice.

Was it?

You shouldn't have done that.

I shouldn't have let you.

I decided I should.

It'll give you something to think
about between here and Fort Brader.

Going to be best man at the
wedding too, Mr. Maverick?

"Why, you didn't even move.

Why, I never dreamed I'd
ever meet someone like you."

You don't like her, huh?

Not as much as
you do, Mr. Maverick.

Of course, that's
probably because I'm a girl.

Maybe that's why women
dislike other women...

they understand each other.

Where's Ben and Mr. Mackenzie?

Still hunting.

I told them I didn't feel good.

All right, tell me
what's bothering you.

Bothering me?

Ever since that gunfight,
you've been looking at me...

like something that crawled
out from under a wet log.

Please, Lee, they'll hear you.

Well, I wanna know how
things are between us.

Should they be any different?

No, but you're
acting like they are.

Just remember, you
talked me into this.

And now that I'm out here
in the middle of nowhere...

I don't want any
last-minute changes.

If I decide not to go
through with it, I'll say so.

If you decide?

How about me? Don't I count?

If you get doubtful,
let me know...

and I'll give you back some of
those fine arguments you gave me.

Remember them?

Well, what if we
don't feel the same?

Now, we'll feel exactly
the same as soon as

we can stop acting
like a pair of strangers.

Now, we knew this
wouldn't be easy.

Let's keep our heads.

Oh, Lee, when we decided on
this, that's when we weren't kee...

I'm glad you did that.

It told me something
I wasn't really sure of.

You know, you make
a lot out of nothing.

Once this is over, things will
be just like they were with us.

Remem...?

Thank you, Mrs. Chapman.

Hurt?

Well, I wouldn't want
one in the other shoulder.

There.

What's happened, Dotty?

- Happened?
- Something good.

For a long while I've had a feeling
I lost you somehow or other...

but now, all of a sudden,
I've got you back again.

You're imagining things.

You know I don't
have any imagination.

You used to tell me so.

Maybe I didn't used
to know you very well.

After being married
to me for seven years?

Yes.

I suspect a lot of women
go through their whole lives...

never really knowing the
men they're married to.

I think it took seeing you
face those guns like that.

That man, Granger,
he ran and you didn't.

I suddenly realized I
didn't really know you at all.

I couldn't run.

I was afraid you
might be watching.

Granger didn't have anyone
he had to be brave for.

Oh, Ben.

Fergus, hold it.

Whoa!

What's the matter?

Fort's up ahead, but
something's all wrong.

Gates are open and there
isn't a sign of life anywhere.

The Army wouldn't leave a fort
unmanned. Indians will burn it down.

Logical, but it is unmanned
and Indians haven't...

Look, on the hill.

Get them started.
We'll run for it.

We're gonna make a run for the
fort. Get those wagons moving. Fast!

Giddyap. Giddyap.
Get along there.

Get out of there!

Hiya! Hiya!

The Indians have turned back.

Come on, let's
close those gates.

No sign of violence,
panic. Nothing.

Apparently, everyone just quit whatever
they was doing and walked away from it.

The Indians are
just standing there.

Like they're waiting to see
what's going to happen to us.

They're afraid to
come near this place.

Why? Isn't there anything
here to tell us what happened?

No, Dotty.

Don't go in there, not
till we've figured this out.

I agree with you, Mr. Chapman.

We'll make camp in the
middle of the parade ground.

They're coming up
over the hill again.

Keep your head down.

Put that fire out. Spread it
around so it won't make any smoke.

I found out what happened.

Indians are just waiting to
find out what happened to us.

An enlisted man
wrote this letter home.

He never finished it.

"Then in the middle of this five-day powwow
between the colonel and Chief Red Crow...

17 men reported on sick
call, nine of them Indians.

Four days later, they was all
dead and 35 more sick and dying...

and 20 more deserted.

Surgeon says it's cholera."

This was dated
over two weeks ago.

Does it give the names
of ones who died?

No.

They're coming down the hill.

Don't fire. They may still
be afraid to come too close.

Lee, no matter what happens to
us, we're not going though with it.

I don't think we ever
really intended to.

How do you make that out?

You're no more capable
of murder than I am.

How that tune has changed.

You threatened to go away, Lee,
I'd have done anything to keep you.

Now it's all my idea?

No, no. No, it was mine...

but, well, I don't want it now.

Look, you dragged me into this
and we may never come out live.

But if we do, the wealthy
widowed Chapman is gonna marry...

into that fine old Virginia
family of Grangers.

Lee, please.

There ought to be some
cavalry showing up soon.

Have you decided what you're
gonna do if George is with them?

My plans were
made a long time ago.

It's easy for you to think
the way you do, you're a man.

It's not the same for a woman.

If that's true, I feel
sorry for half the world.

Lee, there's nothing
left between us.

Nothing you can do to change it.

I'm making the
decisions from here on in.

Get away from me.

She's holding a gun.

She joined the fight too.

I owe him an apology.

He was a brave man after all.

Charlotte, bring
me those glasses?

What is it?

I'm not sure. It's
just dust so far.

It's a company of cavalry.

There's a troupe of cavalry
coming up. We're gonna be all right.

Charlotte, can you
see him? Is he there?

Yes, Mother, he's there.

I can't hear you.

Did you say George is with them?

Yes, George is with them.

Mother, please don't.

What's come over you, Charlotte?
Pushing your mother away like that.

I didn't push you away, Mother.

I just didn't want
you to get excited.

I'm not going to marry him.

What do you mean?

What's got into you?

I'm going back home.

Maybe I'll be lucky enough to get
married someday for the right reason.

Can't you see it, Martha?

Nothing you say to her will make the
slightest bit of difference. Not anymore.

What about you, Mr. Chapman,
will you be going back with us?

Yes.

Strange, isn't it?

We're all going back
right where we started.

Just so it won't all be for
nothing, Mr. Mackenzie...

how would you like to
share the reward with me?

You did help fight for it, and you
lost your whole wagonload of goods.

What about me?

I mean, with me and Bart.

I wouldn't be a true Scotsman
if I refused your kind offer, lass.

You could share
my wagon, Fergus.

Then we should
be getting her ready.

Like to share my wagon?

Better than a kick in the shins.