All language subtitles for Maverick S01E27

McPETERS:
Mr. Maverick. Mr. Maverick.

Whoa. Whoa.

- I've got some bad news for you.
- Yeah?

Your brother's been shot.

Shot? How bad?

He might not make 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.

Gee.

He's here.

He's here.

Here he comes.

He's here, everybody!

- Getting kind of hot, ain't it, Doc?
- Yes, it sure is.

Even hotter than usual
for around here, Doc.

Oh, I'm not a doctor.
I hope nobody's sick.

We're all in pretty
good health, Doc.

I got a corn, it's
troubling me some...

but a little
liniment will fix it.

You gonna stay a spell, Doc?

Maybe you're on a holiday, Doc.

A holiday.

You folks don't, by any chance,
think that I'm Doc Holliday, do you?

Well, could be, Doc.

Sorry to disappoint you, my
name is Maverick. Bret Maverick.

Oh, is that so?

Yeah, I met Holliday once.
He's a little shorter than I am.

Of course, he isn't
half as good-looking.

Could I speak with you
alone for a bit, Mr. Maverick?

Well, you sure can.

Thank you. Cecil,
tend the man's horse.

Step right out here.

- I'm Sheriff Bill McPeters.
- A pleasure.

I ought to explain the way
those folks are behaving.

You see, Cecil Mason, that beanpole
that's holding your horse there...

well, he's got a cou...
Get out of here, Grady.

He's got a cousin, lives in
Tombstone, that writes regular.

The cousin don't drink and he's
generally considered to be reliable.

Well, he wrote that Doc Holliday
was going to Yuma for a visit.

And we got it figured down that Doc will
be passing through here sometime today.

- Well, good, you tell him I said hello.
- I'll do that. Ha, ha.

Let me tell you something.

I can reason why Holliday
wouldn't want it to be known...

to every Tom, Dick and Harry
who he is in a strange town.

Lot of folks might
wanna take a pot at him.

That makes sense.

But the people around here
respect the name of Holliday.

- Sheriff, my name is still Maverick.
- Oh, sure it is, ha, ha, sure it is.

We're having a town meeting...

here in the social hall, we
always have some vittles with it.

Like having a picnic and doing
business at the same time. Have you ate?

Oh, I'm a little late, sheriff. I
gotta meet a fellow in Yuma.

Yuma, huh?

Well, what else is
there in that direction?

Uh-huh. Ha-ha-ha.

I think I'll just pick up a can of sardines
from your store there and ride on.

I'm late, as I say. I
appreciate your offer.

How long since you had
eastern turkey with sage dressing?

- Eastern turkey?
- Eastern turkey.

None of them scrawny
old birds like you find...

but genuine knee-high
eastern turkey...

with biscuits both
brown and white...

and two kinds of gravy,
thickening and speckling.

Sheriff, it's been a long time
since I had eastern turkey.

Folks, you better put on
another plate for dinner.

Let's get in the kitchen,
get things out of the oven.

I'm accepting your
hospitality on one condition.

That you're inviting
Bret Maverick to eat.

- Sure thing, Mr. Maverick.
- Come on.

Hey, I thought
Mavericks was cattle.

Don't let that upset you, son.

Back east, they got a
whole state named Jersey.

Go right into the back.

All right, all right, folks.

Now, you ain't bashful,
and you all know your places.

Doc... Well, I mean, Maverick,
you sit right there on the left.

Thank you, sheriff.

Come on out in the kitchen
and lend me some help.

- Well, hello.
- Hello.

- Bret Maverick.
- Laura Hayes.

But nobody ever bothers to call
me that. Folks just call me Doll.

It's a pleasure
to meet you, Doll.

Isn't that a dreadful name?
My husband used to call me that.

But ever since he died,
folks have kind of adopted it.

- Well, I can understand that.
- Oh.

- Here comes the bird.
- Now, you get out of the way, Grady.

Here she comes.

Was I lying to you, mister,
or was I telling the truth?

Sheriff, you were
telling the truth.

Hey, Sheriff, can I
see you a minute?

I'm still eating, Cecil.

Well, it's kind of important.

Oh, all right. Excuse me, folks.

Doggone it, Cecil, I was
entertaining the guest.

Hear me out, will you?

There's another fellow
out there watering his horse.

- What about it?
- Well, he fits the description I've got...

of Doc Holliday better than
that turkey eater over there.

Say, maybe his name is Maverick.

He said it was, didn't he?

Oh, shut up. Let's have a
look at this fellow outside.

Are you Holliday?

Nope, my name is Maverick.

Doggone it! There's
something going on around here.

I wouldn't know about
that, sheriff, I just got here.

McPETERS: Where are you bound?
- Yuma.

Did you have a nice trip, Wyatt?

I mean, Bart.

Folks, I'd like you to meet
my brother, Bart Maverick.

Well, say, we all sure
are pleased to meet you.

We was wrapping
ourselves around some vittles.

How long since you had
eastern turkey with sage dressing?

And two kinds of gravy,
thickening and speckling.

- Well, it sounds pretty good.
- Come on in and pull up a chair.

Cecil, tend the man's horse.

I still say Maverick is cattle.

Ha-ha-ha. I tell you something, son. I
once knew a drummer from Kansas City.

His name was Holstein.

Come in and make yourselves at home.
Aggie, get a clean plate for the gentleman.

And you sit here next to
the widow Hayes. Ha, ha.

- Mr. Earp. Oh, I mean, Maverick. Ha, ha.
- Thanks, sheriff.

- What's the play?
- I don't know, but the food's great.

- Well, hello.
- Hello.

You know, too late for you
boys to move on tonight.

Aggie, you got room at
the hotel, haven't you?

Sure, I'll make room.

What started you out for Yuma?

Same thing that
started you, brother Bart.

I started running out of coin.

And why do you think these
people are trying to delay us here?

Not us, brother Bart.

Wyatt Earp and Doc Holliday.

Sheriff, they're here. They're
riding up the street right now.

- Hello, sheriff.
- Hello, Jim.

- Stage get in yet?
- Not yet.

- You expecting somebody?
- I might be.

You figuring on
being in town long?

As long as we want,
sheriff. Just like always.

- We got a couple other visitors here.
- That so?

McPETERS: Yeah, they're in
the social hall having breakfast...

steak and eggs this very minute.

Now, am I supposed
to wonder who they are?

Might prove interesting.

All right, sheriff,
who are they?

Doc Holliday and Wyatt Earp.

You know the Clantons in
Tombstone are first cousins of mine.

Yeah, Earp don't get along too
good with them Clantons, does he?

I know you don't like
us hanging around town.

But I never thought you'd employ
bogeymen to scare us away.

Isn't against the law to be
a cousin of the Clantons...

and bogeymen haven't
scared me since I was a toddler.

Tell your friends if they wanna talk to me
about anything, I'll be up at the stable.

Leastwise, I'll be there
until the stage rolls in.

Come on.

He's got more grit
than I reckoned on.

I told you he was
never a coward.

You two hide just
inside the doors.

Russ, you and Injun climb up in the loft.
I'm gonna stay out here and play decoy.

And remember, don't
let reputation scare you.

A bullet can stop Holliday and
Earp as dead as the next fellow.

Right.

- Morning, gents.
- Morning, sheriff.

- Enjoying your breakfast?
- Sure am.

- Wanna join us?
- No, thanks, I ate an hour ago.

- It's a nice day.
- Oh, beautiful day.

Not too hot, not too cool.

Yeah, may stay that way clear
till evening. Sometimes does.

It's a nice day for traveling.

Yeah, and say, a
fellow just rode into town.

Got quite a reputation
around here.

He's known all the
way to Tombstone.

- Yeah? What's the name?
- Jim Mundy.

Oh, yeah, I've heard of him.
He's pretty fast with the gun.

He's the fastest in these parts.

- You've heard of him, haven't you?
- I heard the name, I guess.

- You sure you won't join us, sheriff?
- But he's outside now.

- Who?
- Jim Mundy.

Oh, yeah, the gunfighter.

He's first cousin to
the Clantons, you know.

- Is that so?
- The Clantons are a bad bunch, sheriff.

At least have some coffee.

Ain't you fellows
even interested?

- Interested?
- That Jim Mundy is out there.

- No. You, Bart?
- I've seen gunfighters before.

- But I told them you fellows was in here.
- No, I doubt if he ever heard of us.

He'd be waiting to see you
down at the livery stable.

- See us?
- That's right.

- Why?
- Tell him the Maverick brothers were here?

No, sir, I told them Doc Holliday
and Wyatt Earp was in here.

You fellows didn't fool me none.

What, sheriff? Why did you
do a fool thing like that for?

Don't you know the Earp
and the Clantons are feuding?

- I do.
- Well, you'll get us killed.

Go back there and tell
him you made a mistake.

- Mistake?
- Yeah.

- Now you know.
- Yeah, but...

- Hey, what happened in there, sheriff?
- Not a dad blame thing.

- Still claim their name is Maverick.
- Maverick is cattle.

- Oh, shut up, Grady.
- Well, what do you think?

I think they're bluffing.

I heard the big one
call the little one Wyatt.

So did I.

- Know what I'm gonna do?
- No, what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna throw a little
bluff of my own around here.

Sheriff's coming alone.

- You give them my message?
- I did and they got a message for you.

If you ain't out of town in 30 minutes,
they'll be coming around to see you.

Is that so?

Well, you take another
message for me.

I'm gonna save them
the walk up here, sheriff.

They wanna see me?

In exactly 10 minutes, I'm coming
down to that saloon to look them over.

Oh, now, you wouldn't
wanna do a fool thing like that.

You just deliver my message.

- You really going down there?
- Sure I am.

You and Injun are going in the back way,
you can cover the place from the kitchen.

Then you and Max will
go in the front way with me.

What's happened now, sheriff?

No time for talk,
Cecil. No time for talk.

You fellows really named Maverick? If
you are, you're in for a mess of trouble.

- You tell Mundy you made a mistake?
- Why did you call him Wyatt yesterday?

I was just asking myself
the same question.

- How much trouble are we in?
- I told him you said...

if he wasn't out of town in 30
minutes, you'd be down to see him.

- You told him Earp and Holliday would.
- That's right.

- We don't have to go.
- It's a little beyond that now.

- What do you mean?
- He called your bluff.

Whose bluff?

I really did think you
was Earp and Holliday.

Well, what did Mundy say?

He said he'd save
you the trip down.

He said he'd be up here to see
you fellows in just 10 minutes.

I gather by this that you're anxious
to get Jim Mundy out of town.

- That's right.
- You mind telling us why?

Oh, we got a nice
little town here.

Peaceful, except when
Mundy and his bunch show up.

They just kind of take over, and
you see, truth is I can't handle them...

so we have to put up with
them and count our blessings.

They live around here?

They got a spread 20 miles
south of here right on the border.

They use it as a depot for rustled
cattle, but we never been able to prove it.

Why is it important
to get rid of them?

You've been living
with them up to now.

I see you haven't heard of the
silver strike in La Linda ways.

Meridian Mining Company keeps
its payroll right here in the bank.

And you think Mundy's
got ideas about that?

That's right. See, the
bank's important to the town...

and we need the
business with the mine.

Two hundred and fifty miners
come here and get paid...

out of that bank
across the street.

Well, I don't know, sheriff. That
bank looks pretty sturdy to me.

It's rock and brick
from top to bottom...

two armed guards on duty
every minute that it's open.

If the company thought we
couldn't protect that payroll...

they'd take their business
out of here to Central City.

Sheriff, every town in the territory
has the same problem you do.

That's right, every bank
is a target for holdups.

But of all the towns
I've been in, your bank

looks like it be about
the hardest to take.

If it can be taken, Mundy
is the man that'll do it.

And him and his gang been hanging
around town here a lot more than usual.

That's why we was hoping
that you two fellows...

Uh-oh. That's him.

The one on the right.

I guess I better
try to head him off.

- What do we do?
- Talk our way out.

Talk? That bunch doesn't look
like it's hunting for conversation.

You wanna shoot your way out?

Uh, let's talk.

Now, now, wait a minute, fell...

Whoa.

Take this for me,
will you, sheriff?

McPETERS: Yeah, throw her down, shorty!
- No!

Handle it gently, please. I have
several bottles of perfume in it.

McPETERS: Why, yes,
ma'am. Certainly, ma'am.

Say, are you getting off
here in Bonita, ma'am?

- Yes, sir.
- Well, are you visiting somebody?

Junie.

Hello, Jimmy.

- Ha, ha! You look wonderful.
- I thought you'd forgotten I was due.

I'd never do that.

Well, let's show ourselves.

It's awful hard to be mean when you got
your arm around a girl as pretty as that.

Oh, sheriff, this is my
cousin, Miss June Mundy.

- She's come out to visit me for a spell.
- A real pleasure.

You ain't gonna put a lady like this
up in that cow barn of yours, are you?

You know, you're right.

Now that I see her, I realize she
just wouldn't fit out at the ranch.

You think Mrs. Pierce
can find a room for her?

I imagine so. I just imagine so.

Oh, sheriff, why don't
you let Cass carry this?

June.

Excuse me for a minute.

Uh, Jim, you ain't gonna start
nothing before the lady, are you?

- No trouble, sheriff.
- I'd be grateful to you.

This way, ma'am.

Jim. That ain't
Earp. Neither man.

One of them may be Doc Holliday,
but I know Earp when I see him.

Hmm.

The sheriff's
trying to bluff me.

Or else they're bluffing him.

Either way it's good.

People in this town
figure they've got Earp

or Holliday around,
they'll feel a lot safer.

You gents wanna see me?

No. No, "live and let
live" is our way of thinking.

Good.

You keep thinking like that, you might
live long enough to see your grandchildren.

Come on.

Have a nice trip, Miss Collins?

Are you addressing me, sir?

Why, Miss Collins,
don't you remember me?

I'm afraid I don't.

But I'm sure it can be corrected.
My name is June Mundy.

Uh, how do you do, Miss Mundy?

Who is he?

A man I met when I was
dancing in Abilene. A gambler.

They usually know enough
to keep their mouth shut.

Who is she?

She says her name is June Mundy.

- Where did you know her?
- Abilene. Dancer.

Every time she went
into her act, I won.

Well, it is nice when they watch
something besides you and the cards.

- Another cup of coffee?
- Yeah.

I'll have that cup
of coffee now.

I'm gonna be nervous as a Mexican
dog in a snowstorm from now till payday.

Sheriff, when those miners get
paid, where do they spend the money?

Oh, they hang around
town here, drink and gamble.

Enough of that. Cousin.

Ah, you save that
cousin stuff for outside.

Let's talk business.

There's nothing to talk
about. You know the plan.

I know you plan to rob a
bank, but I don't know how.

And if it's the bank
I saw outside...

It is the bank you saw outside.

It looks impossible.

Yeah, it does at that.
It's built of solid brick.

And iron on the windows.

And two mean guards
inside with big guns.

But they go home at night, we
won't have to worry about them.

Well, what do you do, start
sawing through the iron shutters...

and pray nobody
pays any attention?

Ah, but they would pay attention,
honey, this is a very nosy town.

Oh. Let's keep our
minds on business. How?

Where do you think the bank is
now? It's there. Right down there.

This room is built over it.

- This wood is all that's between...
- No, no, no. It's not gonna be that easy.

Underneath this floor, there are
8-by-12 inch beams set flush...

and under the beams,
there's thick plaster.

We're gonna have to
smuggle equipment up here.

Another thing, we have to finish the job
tomorrow night because Saturday is payday.

That isn't much time.

And isn't cutting through
wood and plaster noisy?

Sure.

But nobody will hear it.

That's why we're gonna use you.

Jim, I'm tired. I'm
very, very tired.

You're pawing me like the kind
of man I'm trying to get away from.

Ha, ha. All right. All right.

I'll wait.

- This is the dynamite?
- Yes.

Ah. Good girl.

If one of us tried
to buy this much

explosive a hundred
miles in any direction...

they'd have an army
around that bank right now.

- A costume, huh?
- One of them.

Good.

I know just how we can use it.

Gentlemen, may I have
your attention, please.

I know most of you have never thought
of me as a particularly good neighbor.

But I haven't felt the same about
folks in Bonita and I wanna prove it.

So tomorrow night,
I'm gonna throw a party.

It'll mean free food and free
drinks for everybody in town.

That's not all.

I have another surprise
for you, a big surprise.

You're probably
wondering about this.

Well, this afternoon, my cousin,
Miss June Mundy, arrived in town.

It just so happens
that by profession...

this beautiful young lady
is an exotic ballet dancer.

So tomorrow night at exactly 10:00, she's
gonna dance for us, here in this hall.

And this, this is the
costume she'll wear.

Hang it up somewhere
where everybody can see it.

Good. Here, you heard
the man, hang it up.

That'll give them something to think
about between now and tomorrow night.

- Well, Mr. Maverick.
- Good afternoon, Mrs. Hayes.

Why, Mr. Maverick, why so
formal? Mrs. Hayes, indeed.

I thought you frowned
on the nickname of Doll.

I do. But I've been called that so much,
I don't even recognize any other name.

All right then, Doll,
you just call me Bret.

All right, Bret.

Use this. Here.

Can't you make less noise?

Argh. This is bad. Why
can't we let it go till the night?

Get it through your head,
there won't be time tonight.

We've got 10 inches of
solid beam to go through.

I've explained this, the whole
thing's timed out down to the minute.

All right, you don't
have to yell. I ain't deaf.

Shh. Both of you are making
twice the noise that nail did.

Get those blankets.

Hurry up.

The other one.

That ought to muffle it.

- Who is it? BART: Your
neighbor, Bart Maverick.

Yes, Mr. Maverick?

Are you alone?

Yes, I am. Why?

Uh, well, I was just
going to go for a walk.

Would you like to join me?

That's nice of you, Mr. Maverick,
but I'm still very tired from my trip.

Perhaps tomorrow.

All right, then, I'll ask again
tomorrow. Sorry to have bothered you.

Well, that's that.
He heard it all right.

- Russ.
- You better come along with me, Max.

Now, wait a minute.
He didn't hear anything.

And even if he did, what
would it mean to him?

If he gives it thought,
he'll figure out what it was.

I feel safer if he doesn't
do any thinking or talking.

If he heard something,
why didn't he mention it?

Thirty seconds after that nail
squealed, he's knocking on your door.

- Sounds to me like he did.
- No, wait.

If I thought he stood in the way,
I'd take a gun and do it myself.

But I don't believe
he heard anything.

Underneath us, there's $100,000. Outside,
a man who might keep us from getting it.

Now, what's more important
to you? The money or the man?

Check and see
if that hall is clear.

Good afternoon, brother
Bret. Nice day for a ride.

It couldn't be
nicer, brother Bart.

Looks like Doll's got
another sightseer for the ruins.

Shut up.

- Excuse me.
- What for?

Your guess is good as mine.

You tell your tinhorn brother to
stay away from my friend, Mrs. Hayes.

Your friend? Why don't
you just tell him yourself?

Excuse me.

Maverick.

Now, I'd like to oblige you
but I'm not wearing a gun.

All you tinhorns carry one
out of sight some place.

Uh-uh. I don't.

Draw, tinhorn.

I would, but I don't
have anything to draw.

I said, draw.

You don't believe me. - Draw!

Uh, look, mister, I...

I don't know why
you picked this fight...

but if you tell me what's bothering
you, maybe we can straighten it out.

Self-defense, like
everybody saw.

- He knocked me down, tried to draw on me.
- I saw it.

I saw it too, but I didn't see
Maverick try to draw no gun.

What do you think
that is, a turnip?

McPETERS:
Mr. Maverick. Mr. Maverick.

Whoa. Whoa.

- I got some bad news for you.
- Yeah?

Your brother's been shot.

Shot? How bad?

He might not make it.

- Where is he?
- Doc Teller's office.

There, looks like you might
live after all, Mr. Maverick.

If that bullet struck an
inch in any other direction...

you just wouldn't be here.

- How long am I gonna be off my feet?
- That depends.

I don't wanna move you
away from here for a day or two.

I gotta fix the dressing. See
he don't wiggle around none.

Yes, sir.

- So you got yourself shot.
- That's the rumor.

I guess you had it coming.

Yeah, one thing I'm sorry for, though.
- What's that?

Miss tonight's party.

That's all right, I'll
say hello for you.

Bret, you're not planning
anything old-fashioned, are you?

You know, like, uh, getting
revenge for an only brother?

I'm not mad at anybody.
They didn't shoot me.

That's right.

I certainly wouldn't do anything
about it if it was the other way around.

Now, just hold still. This
is gonna bite a little bit.

I'll be getting along. I
can't stand the sight of pain.

Bret? I wish it was you
lying here instead of me.

That's my boy.

- Oh, is he all right?
- Yeah.

Sheriff, why did
Aikens pick a fight?

I don't know. Nobody seems to.

Here's your brother's gun.

Is this the gun my
brother pulled on Aikens?

That's the story. It's got
quite a few notches on it.

There's room for another.
Which one is Aikens?

He's the young one with the
yellow eyes. Rides the paint.

And he's got quite a
reputation with a gun.

You'd be surprised how many men I
know that have reputations with guns...

- and no better than ordinary cowhands.
- How good are you?

I'm not too good, but then, I always
like to think the next man is even worse.

- You're gonna gun for Russ? BRET:
I don't know, I'll have to think it over.

- They're all gone now.
- All right, let's get busy.

Hand me a saw.

Go on, bartender, let's have
another round on Jim Mundy.

Let's get these
glasses filled up.

Good liquor.

Here, drink a bottle of this.

Hello, gambling man.
How about a drink?

No, thank you. Where's
your man, Aiken?

He didn't come tonight.

Where is he? MUNDY: A
little vacation. He headed south.

By now, he's probably
somewhere in Mexico.

Tell him I'd like to see him.
- I'll do that.

Jim.

- That galoot is wearing my gun.
- Yeah, I know.

If anyone gives us
trouble, then I hope it's him.

- Well, everybody having a good time?
- Yeah!

That's what I like to see.

Now, you keep those glasses
empty and I'll keep them full.

Come on, drink
up. Drink up, now.

- You take another turn, Cass.
- Let me have it.

How long before they relieve us?

Another 10 minutes.

- Who is it? PIERCE:
Mrs. Pierce. Open the door.

I'm dressing.

What is it you want?

What's going on in your room?

What's that gritting noise?

I didn't hear anything.

I'd like to look inside, please.

No, Mrs. Pierce.

This is my hotel.

And this is my room. You
have no right breaking in.

Very well, I'll see what
the sheriff has to say.

Get her back here.

Wait!

I suppose you do have a
right to know what's going on.

Please, come in.

- Hmm. Cecil.
- Yeah, what can I do for you?

You see Russ Aiken's
horse along here, anywhere?

Yeah, yeah, right here.
This is Russ' horse.

Hey, that's funny.

The whole Mundy bunch
has got their horses here.

They try to keep them in the
stable while they're in town.

Thank you, Cecil.

- Junie, what are you doing out here?
- We'll need a lookout from now on.

There's already been one slip-up.
- What?

Look in there.

She didn't see nobody
but June, it's all right.

All right?

Injun, we'll spell you. You
and Cass get over to the hall.

- I could use a drink too, you know?
- No, not you.

That gambling man is looking
for you with blood in his eye.

We don't want any
unnecessary disturbances.

You stand watch outside.

And send Junie in here.
- All right.

June.

What are you doing down here?

What would you do if that was
Aikens instead of me at the door?

Oh, the doctor left
me a prescription.

You'll be all right.

Well, you figured out why
Aikens picked a quarrel yet?

Nope, doesn't seem
to be any reason.

You ride off with the widow
and he guns me down.

- Is there something you aren't telling me?
- No.

You're the only
one I saw all day.

I'd come down
for a late breakfast.

Saw you and the
widow. And there he was.

You didn't see anybody else?

Oh, I did ask our little dancer friend if
she'd like to take a walk. She said no.

Maybe that's it.

Maybe Aikens didn't want
you walking with Miss Mundy.

But she didn't have
time to tell him about it.

She would if he was in
the room when you asked.

- Did you see in the room?
- No.

But even so, it isn't likely
he'd get mad enough to kill me.

She did say no.

Yeah, you're right. There just
doesn't seem to any reason.

I'll visit you later.

Hey, I see you got a new gun.

Yeah, a real bargain.

- Where did you get it?
- I took it off a fellow who got shot.

Easy now.

It's all right. There's
no one out there.

Fix the blankets.

That's a good one, Harry, I
have to remember that one.

Hey, honey, I just heard a new
story, wait until I tell you. It's a lulu.

- Hi, sheriff.
- Hi, hi.

- Aikens showed up yet?
- Not yet. All the others are here, though.

Those aren't the same two
that were here earlier, are they?

By John, these ain't.

I reckon Jim went over to fetch his cousin.
She's due for a dance here in 10 minutes.

It's me. Russ.

The brother is on his way up.

Who is it?

Bret Maverick, miss. Could
I see you for a minute?

Open it.

- What is it that you want, Mr. Maverick?
- I'm looking for Russ Aikens.

What makes you
think he's in here?

Well, you're an attractive
woman. He's a man.

Why, thank you, Mr. Maverick.

Since you feel that way, perhaps
I can call on you to do me a favor.

Yes, ma'am.

Well, I promised my cousin I'd
entertain for the town at 10:00...

and it's almost that time now.

Would you, uh, escort me over?

I'd consider it a
pleasure, ma'am.

This isn't the costume Jim promised I'd
wear, but the men won't be disappointed.

Well, I'm sure they won't.

This won't take long. You
boys get that rope ready.

It's after 10, ain't it?
Where is Jim and the girl at?

If that old gal don't show up, you
put that thing on, you look cute in it.

- Oh, doc.
- Ha-ha-ha.

I'll go see if they're coming.

Oh, here she is now.

- Where's your cousin?
- He should be here.

There he is.

Hello, Junie. All right, everybody,
I know you've waited a long time.

Are you ready?

For your entertainment...

a young lady who has performed
for crowned heads of Europe...

Miss June Mundy.

- All right, honey. Up on the bar.
- On the bar?

Sure, we've gotta give
these folks a real treat.

The more they like it,
the louder they'll yell.

All right, boys, put her up there.
- Come on up.

Professor, "It Looks Like a Big
Night Tonight," can you play it?

Yeah. Hey, hey.

You like that, sheriff?

Cass.

There's someone in the hall.

Another sound and I'll kill you.

They've gone away.

Oh, miss, I wonder if you could help
me. I locked myself out of my room.

Number 17.

Well, we aren't
supposed to do that.

But I guess it'll be all right.

Okay, thank you and I'll bring
this back to you in five minutes.

Thank you.

Hurry up with that dynamite.

Bring it up.

Russ, what's wrong?

Nothing.

Hurry up with that dynamite.

Here comes the dynamite.

Russ? Russ, what's wrong?

What are you doing? That's
enough powder to blow us to El Paso.

That's right, Mundy.

Throw your guns in the
corner and lie down on the floor.

Then, I might pull the fuse.

Get down.

Oops.

Stay the way you are, gentlemen.

You may be in that
position from now on.

Hold it!

There you are, an even
split on the reward money.

I still don't know why you
wanna count me in on it.

I don't know, if you hadn't
have gotten yourself shot...

I might never have started
wondering about Miss Mundy's room.

Now, I ask you, could anyone
want a nicer brother than you?

Well, don't be too grateful, I
might get a guilty conscience later.

Because I don't plan
to let you keep it. Cut?

Thank you.

Can a man get a bite
of food in this town?

Well, I think we can
fix you up, mister...?

Holliday. Doc Holliday.

Sheriff, another one of them
Maverick boys is out here.