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I don't want to lose this race to Fort Adobe.
Well, it sounds like you are losing it.
'Cause of you, and because of you
I can be out in front tomorrow night.
A bribe?
Call it what you will.
A bribe. How much?
The highest price I can offer you. Your life.
Remember, there's a warrant out for your arrest.
Your brother, too.
For murder.
Maverick...
...starring James Garner and Jack Kelly.
Produced by Warner Brothers.
From the entertainment capital of the world.
Produced for television by Warner Brothers.
[Bret] In August, when the scorching Colorado sun
has baked the land bone dry
the Ute Indians resort to a snake dance
as a plea for rain.
To the white man, this is merely
a superstitious ceremony
colorful, but useless.
[Bret] A fat lot he knows.
[Bart] Alright, same bet.
[Bret] Same bet.
Fifty dollars, please, Brother Bret.
- Again? - No, thanks.
Go ahead, what good's money
when all of it can drown anyway?
He's mad because he's got his fancy boots all wet.
I'm mad because I didn't want to come here in the first place.
Texas was my choice, remember?
I'll bet it's as dry as fluffy cotton.
Why is it that every time the name Texas is mentioned
you two both clam up?
- Clam up? - Yes, clam up.
I've asked you three times already.
Twice.
You're hiding something about Texas.
What is it?
You both come from Texas.
Look, we're stuck in a flood.
We're out of conversation, tell me.
Why not?
We might be here for days.
Nah, I don't know.
Oh, Bret, if you can't trust Dandy Jim
who can you trust?
Oh, look, fellas, have a heart.
It's a very big flood.
We can't ever go back to Texas.
- Why not? - We're wanted there.
What for?
- Murdering two men. - What?
Tell him about it.
You tell him.
Well, somebody tell me.
Well...
...just before the war ended
Bart and I, like a lot of Johnny Rebs
joined the Union Army as Indian fighters...
...to keep from rotting in a Yankee prison.
Two years of that was plenty, and when our hitch was over...
...Little Bend, Texas, our hometown
suddenly seemed like the best place on earth to head for.
We hadn't been back in over five years
and things had changed.
The Union Army was running the place now
instead of the men who should've been running it.
The Johnny Rebs had come home to nothing
but we were home, and we had plans.
[Jessie] You know what his mistake was?
Well, he was at the right saloon but the wrong town.
Howdy, friends, you missed the beginning of my story.
Sorry, Jessie, we were at 161 before we left.
Maverick.
- Bart? - Right.
Boys, you remember the Mavericks.
- Hi, fellas. - Yeah.
Well, you back to stay or just passing through?
That all depends on how we make out, Jessie.
- Well, we tried raising a herd. - Well, fine.
- Come in for supplies? - No, to see your pa.
We left some money on deposit with him.
Well, pa's dead, boys.
- Oh. - Sorry to hear that, Jess.
Ah, you say you left some money on deposit?
That's right.
The receipt's five-years-old
but it's just as clear as the day it was written.
There ya are, $1650.
Mm.
[Bret] Sixteen hundred and fifty dollars, Jessie.
Well, now, come on over to the counter, boys.
Oh, well, help yourself, Bart.
Well, thanks, Jess.
There you are, $1650.
That's Confederate money.
Well, Confederate money is what you deposited, boys.
No, Jess, we deposited gold.
Huh, you did?
That's funny.
Makes no mention of gold here.
Yeah, but it does in your pa's ledger.
He wrote it down in front of us.
Ledger?
Uh, one of those great books
back there unless I'm mistaken.
Well, those are my land record books, boys.
Use 'em every day, I'm in the land buying business now.
Now, your receipt would've said, "Payable in gold"
if you'd deposited gold.
Do you mind if we just take a look at those books?
[Jessie] I'm sure you're mistaken, boys.
I guess we better just take this.
Go!
Bart!
Ow!
You're in good shape, Brother Bart.
Well, Jessie, you missed all the fun.
I was busy.
I just sent for the Union Army lieutenant.
You know, Bret, fun is for kids. We're men now.
We're the ones who are gonna run things
one way or another.
Texas belongs to us now, all we're man enough to take.
Yeah, well, uh, I'll settle for $1,650.
- You got a receipt? - We had one.
Well, you should've held onto it.
It's your word against mine now.
And everybody else's.
[Laura] Except me.
I saw and heard everything, Jessie.
I was in the back looking over some bolts of material
when you gentlemen came in.
I'll be most happy to bear out your account
of exactly what happened here.
Your servant, ma'am.
M'lady.
Gentlemen.
Here you are, boys, $1,650.
Well, you sure don't hold a grudge for long, Jessie.
We had a misunderstanding, it's over.
Say, uh, how would you boys like to sell
that little spread of yours?
Uh-uh.
- Twice this amount? - No, thanks.
Well, see you around, boys.
Thanks for your help, lieutenant.
Don't thank me, Mr. Maverick. The young lady is...
- She's gone. - Maybe she's outside.
Who is she lieutenant?
Her name's Laura Miller.
- Ms. Laura Miller? - Yeah.
Came here about four years ago with her father.
- Oh-- - That's all I know.
Nope, not outside.
Well, that's too bad. I wanted to thank her personally.
That's funny, so did I.
[Bret] "Eight o'clock tonight."
[Bart] At "my place."
- I need to shave. - I need to shave.
[Bret] High card keeps the date.
Draw.
Queen for a queen.
A king for a queen.
Good evening, Mr. Maverick.
- Ms. Miller. - Won't you come in?
Thank you.
I'm sorry, there's not too much to choose from in Little Bend.
Thank you, Mr. Maverick.
- Bret. - Laura.
[Bart] Bart.
Uh, excuse me, I'll put these in water.
What are you doing here? My king was high.
Yeah, but it was also crimped, Brother Bret.
Crimped.
I looked at it after you left.
Yes, well, as they say, brother Bart, "all's fair in--"
Well, gentlemen, what can I get for you?
- Another girl? - For him.
I don't think that's really necessary.
After all, the business proposition I have in mind
concerns both of you.
Business proposition?
I want to hire both of you.
I want you to work for me
as trail bosses on a cattle drive.
Goodnight.
Goodbye.
If you walk out that door, Jessie Hayden wins.
Wins what?
He's out to grab all of West Texas.
Your land is included on his map as well as mine.
His map?
The map I saw at his house...
...the night I went to kill him.
The night you what?
Jessie Hayden murdered my father.
Well, nobody actually saw it happen.
He was just found dead out in the range.
Thrown from his horse people said.
My father could've stopped Jessie.
So, Jessie murdered him.
One night...
...about a week after my father died...
...I took a gun and I went to Jessie's place
around back.
The patio doors were open, the light was on.
Jessie wasn't in the room
but I could hear his voice from somewhere in the house.
I went in to wait for him...
...but something on his desk stopped me...
...the map.
It covered three counties.
Five thousand square miles.
Your spread was there
but not with your name on it.
Mine was there, too
but there was only one name on the whole map
carefully lettered across it
"The Jessie Hayden ranch."
Did Jessie come back in the room?
Yes.
I was hiding at the patio door when he sat down at his desk.
He had his back to me.
All I had to do was pull the trigger.
I couldn't.
I didn't have the courage.
To shoot a man in the back?
He deserved a bullet no matter how he got it.
You've got to help me on this cattle drive
to help yourselves.
What's one got to do with the other?
Money. Money is what I need to stop him.
Money to buy up land before he can.
Keep him from squeezing all of us out.
I know where I can sell 2,000 of my cattle
for $40 a head
Eighty thousand dollars.
Where can you get 40 a head?
Fort Adobe, near Arizona territory.
The army is starved for beef.
They've posted the price, and the money is there waiting.
And so is the land in between.
That's 500 miles of too many Comanches
and not enough water.
That's why I want you two.
When I heard you were coming back
I knew you could make the drive for me.
That you knew the country inside out
that you fought in it for two years.
That's true, isn't it?
I'll give you ten percent to act as my trail bosses.
Eight thousand dollars.
Just because we know the country?
Well, I hadn't found anyone else who does.
In fact, everyone says it can't be done.
I need you, and you need me
or Jessie Hayden beats us both.
Well, look, we've been away for five years.
We've been working for somebody else
and fighting for somebody else.
We'd like to work for ourselves now
and fight for ourselves.
That's what you'd be doing.
Those people who said you can't make this drive
could be right.
Anyhow, we haven't even set foot on our ranch yet.
I'm sorry, Ms. Miller, but...
...I guess we'll have to find these things out for ourselves.
Maybe we'll come around to your way of thinking in time.
There isn't any time.
The army posted that price for exactly 2,000 head.
They won't pay a dime for any more than that.
We've got to get there first.
We still have to think about it.
Goodnight, Ms. Miller.
Goodnight, gentlemen.
Now for the next act of "Maverick."
[Jim] There it is.
Now, goodnight, Miguel.
Buenas noches, señor, señorita.
Goodnight, Miguel.
Now, you can get yourself a new foreman.
You know I'm not gonna keep the money.
Does that make any difference?
I just bushwhacked two men
and I don't like the way it made me feel.
Who cares how you feel? Don't you understand?
I'm trying to make them fight their own fight.
You've got an answer for everything, haven't you?
As long as it'll help you get back at Jessie Hayden.
Yes.
You're not even a woman anymore.
There's nothing left in you except revenge.
Why not?
Jessie Hayden killed my father.
Do you want me to forget that?
Well, I won't.
I'll remember it until Hayden's been stopped.
I'll be remembering things, too.
I want my woman back.
I guess you'll have to wait.
Jim.
You're not walking out on me, are you?
I wish I had the guts to.
[Bart] Argh!
My head still hurts just talkin' about the wallopin' we got.
Wait a minute.
How did you know it was the girl?
You were unconscious.
Well, we didn't at the time.
We went after Jessie.
All we got from Hayden was complete innocence.
And all we got from the Union Army, lieutenant
was complete sympathy.
So, bein' flat broke, we went to work for Laura.
Yeah, and our first job was to recruit hands
from among the Johnny Rebs.
[Bret] So, that's it, boys. It won't be easy
but we've been through that part of the country
and we think we can make it.
Ah, besides the three squares a day
you'll get $60 for the drive.
Whether it last a month or year
and a horse and saddle
a blanket, gun, a new pair of boots.
Now, when we get to Fort Adobe
you get to keep the horse and the saddle
and the blanket, and the gun
and the boots, the whole caboodle
plus any Comanche scalps
you might happen to pick up along the way.
What if the Comanches pick up the scalps?
Well, then, uh, we keep the caboodle.
I got a speech I wanna make, too.
You know who you're gonna work for?
Galvanized Yankees, the both of them.
They fought for the Union Army.
Easy, Brother Bart.
You're too quick to temper.
Now, no good Johnny Reb is gonna sign up
with Galvanized Yankees, is he?
With turncoats.
Good Johnny Reb? Is that what you are?
We're talkin' about you, Maverick.
No, we're talkin' about Johnny Rebs.
What was your outfit, mister?
A man ain't likely to forget his own outfit, mister.
You can't remember it, either.
He didn't have one.
You touch that gun and I'll blow you out of the saddle.
- You watch him, boys. - I'll watch him, Jett.
What's the answer, you Galvanized Yankees or not?
You mean did we join the Union Army
to get out of a stinkin' Yankee prison?
The answer's yes.
But we fought Indians, not Rebs.
Well that's it, boys.
All dressed up in pretty alibis
but the answer's still yes.
I ain't so sure I wanna go to work for turncoats.
Now that's more like it. How about you, Reb?
I was a Galvanized Yankee myself, mister.
It sure beats sittin' and rottin' in prison.
I was one, too.
Signed to fight the Indians, just like the Mavericks.
Mavericks are Texans from way back, mister. I stay.
I say they're Galvanized Yankees and we run 'em out of town.
Now, who's with me?
Some of us have got guns, too, friend.
You'd get off about once shot, mister.
Ain't no need for gunplay.
You got one of three choices, sonny.
Guns, fists, or turn tail?
You talk big with a crowd on your side.
Brother Bart...
...you just shoot the first man that makes a move to help me
or him.
You'll hear from me again.
The both of you.
Can a man change his mind, Mr. Maverick?
Looks like he just did.
Well, boys, Tulare Meadow, sun up tomorrow.
Be ready to move out the herd.
Watch out!
To your left! The rifle!
Looks like you got him.
He's dead.
The other one's dead too.
Well, we're much obliged for the warning, mister.
What happened here? What's goin' on?
A couple of killers got unlucky.
Yeah? Who are they?
Hired guns.
But I think they pulled this one on their own.
They were waiting for us when we came out of our hotel.
Grudge fight, huh?
We mixed with 'em this afternoon.
We'd be obliged if somebody will tell the army boys.
We're on our way to the Miller ranch.
This man saw the whole thing.
What happened to him?
Morning, boys, let's see everybody's here.
Brother Bart will give you instructions.
Alright, men, everything set to move the herd out.
Hank, you ride point.
Rush, you take charge of the right flank.
Stu, uh, you take over the left
and Mike, you ride drag.
[Laura] Bret, Bart!
The Yank lieutenant, he's coming after you.
What for?
The shooting last night.
- But that was self-defense. - They shot first.
Not the way Jessie Hayden's telling it.
He's sworn that you two shot first.
The lieutenant's on his way out now.
You two better get.
You can join the drive at the New Mexico border.
Any luck?
No, he went on his way last night.
Yeah, I got the same.
Two old men, late twenties, slim, 6 foot 6
join a small wagon train.
- Headin' north-east? - North-east?
I didn't hear that.
Maybe one of us could pick up his trail.
Alright, what do you want?
The cattle drive or the tall men?
Oh, it doesn't matter.
I just as soon stick with the cattle--
Laura.
- Is she goin' along? - Uh-huh.
- Okay, we cut the cards. - Uh-uh, toss a coin.
Suit yourself.
Heads, I go with the cattle drive. Tails, you do.
Mm-hmm.
Oh, yeah, it's my lucky piece.
Thought I'd lost that.
Toss. Heads, you stay. Tails, I stay.
Hm. You win.
What about the lieutenant and his boys?
A chance they might stay with the cattle drive looking for us?
- There's a good chance. - Well what are you gonna do?
I'll tag along in a distance and wait for him to pull out.
What if they don't?
With Laura around, that lieutenant
might take his duty very seriously.
Mm-hmm.
Sore head.
Hiya! Ooh!
Hoo!
Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!
Hyah! Haa!
Haa!
Hyah! Hyah!
Yeehaw!
[Bret] I couldn't tell if it was love or duty
but the lieutenant and his platoon
stayed on for five days
tagging along about a mile behind the herd.
And I tagged along right behind the lieutenant.
Hoo! Ha! Ha! Ha!
Hey!
Hoo! Hoo!
Hoo!
Ha! Ha! Come on, come on.
Hoo! A-hoo!
[Bret] By the sixth day, I was beginning to wonder
if the lieutenant was going to stay on
all the way to Fort Adobe
then I stopped worrying.
He finally turned around
and he and the platoon headed back for home.
Well, howdy, Bret.
Feels good to see ya.
I thought was we gonna have to turn 'em back.
Bret, we've been waiting and waiting for you.
Where's Bart?
He'll be a little while, he's got some looking to do.
I'll tell you about it later.
Well, now we can really get the cattle drive started.
[Bret] Yes, ma'am.
Anybody know which way west is?
Hoo! Hoo!
- Mornin', ma'am. - Good morning, Bret.
Hyah!
[Bart] The trail I was following had taken me
almost 50 miles north.
It was eight days before I came across
any sign at all of the wagon train.
[Bart] That was the wagon train, alright
no doubt about it.
And if the Tall Man was with it
this looked like the end of the hunt.
[Bart] Tall Man wasn't here.
Three or four wagons had gotten away.
It looked like he might've been with 'em.
[Bret] Unusual boots, Miguel.
Just like the pair I saw once when I was being bushwhacked.
Where's the money, Miguel?
The gold, Miguel.
The two pouches you and that other clown took.
Leave him a lone, Bret.
He only did what I told him to do.
They what?
I wanted you with us.
I knew you'd only come along if you needed money.
Bret!
Get your hands off of her.
Oh, you'd be the other one.
The money.
I wasn't gonna keep it.
I was only trying to...
Here.
That's quite an apology.
Who said I was sorry?
It almost worked, didn't it?
It did work.
You mean you're, you're gonna stay anyhow?
For 25 percent of the take.
You made a deal for ten percent.
- It's 25 now, yes or no? - No.
Yes.
You really go after what you want, don't you?
Look who's talking.
Maverick...
...we're not finished yet.
- Step around back. - No, Jim.
He had a right to do what he did.
Please we've got work to do.
He's got it bad, hasn't he?
[Rush] Rider comin'. It's your brother, Maverick.
About given you up, Bart.
Yeah.
Cool him off for me, will ya, Rush?
You bet.
Don't tell me, no Tall Man.
Worse it's the cattle drive.
But the army still wants cattle.
Yes, but...
...we're not the only Texans tryin' to sell it to 'em.
Somebody else is drivin' 2,000 head to Fort Adobe.
- Who? - Our old pal, Jessie Hayden.
Now, back to "Maverick."
Capital fella that Jessie Hayden.
No grass growing under his feet.
The Tall Man, scalped?
No, three or four wagons got away.
I found one of 'em and he told me
that Tall Man was another.
And he was headed for Fort Adobe
so, I went after him.
It's rising again.
Well, of course it is, there's a flood.
Come on, Hayden.
I'd like to hear more about that splendid fellow.
Well, when Bart left us that night
sun up the next morning, we were under way
and moving fast.
Ordinarily, we would've given ourselves another week
to get to Fort Adobe.
[Bret] But now we were counting time by the hour.
Cattle were trail broken, we pushed them hard.
From what Bart had told us
we were a cinch to beat Jessie Hayden
if our luck held out.
Oh, Hyah.
Hyah! Go ahead, take a breather.
Ha!
[Bret] We were only two days from Fort Adobe
when we took our first real break.
[Jessie] Burn yourself, Maverick?
Hello, Laura.
What are you doing here?
I've come a long way
can't you even offer me a cup of coffee?
Our coffee's not that good.
I asked you what you're doing here.
I wanna talk to Bret, privately.
About what?
Oh, about two men who were murdered
back in Little Bend.
I had two other men.
Don't let the coffee get cold.
Now, I'm not alone.
It's been a long, hard drive for me, too.
Comanches, no water, hardly ideal conditions.
Well, cattle drives are hard on all of us.
I don't wanna lose this race to Fort Adobe.
Sounds like you are losing it.
'Cause of you...
...and because of you I can be out in front tomorrow night.
A bribe?
Call it what you will.
A bribe. How much?
The highest price I can offer you...
...your life.
Remember there's a warrant out for your arrest
your brother, too, for murder.
A murder you said you saw us commit?
A murder I swore I saw you commit.
I filled out a deposition before I left.
It's all signed and sealed
and in the county attorney's hands.
So, you see, even dead I'm a witness against ya.
But you could change your mind
and decide you acted hasty?
Well, we all make mistakes.
Is it a deal?
No.
You're takin' sides without even knowin'
what the fight's about.
These northern carpet Baggers are stealin' Texas
right out from under your noses, and you can't even see it.
Did you ever see a carpet bag in Laura's hand, or in mine?
You and Laura can't beat 'em, I can.
I'm not afraid to fight dirty in a dirty fight.
I'm gonna build a Texas-sized ranch
'cause that's the way it's gonna be.
If I don't, some carpet Bagger will.
You're fightin' on the wrong side.
I'm fightin' on my side.
My brother, Bart, and I own 25 percent
of this cattle drive.
That's $20,000.
Delay the drive
and I can afford to pay ya twice that.
In Confederate money, Jessie?
You're hangin' yourself, Bret.
Beats lettin' strangers do it.
I've been here a while.
Well, you could've coughed or somethin'.
I'm afraid we haven't heard the last of Mr. Hayden.
What do you think he'll try?
Who knows?
He was desperate to make the offer.
He's twice as desperate now.
What would you do if you were in Jessie's place?
You can't beat us and you can't buy us out
what's left?
How can you stop us?
Stampede the herd.
[Bret] Twenty minutes later, I had a few volunteers
and we were ready to ride out to find out
if our guess about Hayden had been right.
[Bret] The guess had been right.
Hayden and a dozen of his men were headed our way.
[Bret] We made sure they saw us first and rode off.
The problem now was to get Jessie to follow us
away from the herd.
And Jessie was a very obliging fella
because that was exactly what he did.
[Bret] When we had lead Hayden far enough for safety
we left our horses and took to the rocks.
Jim, I'm gonna try to get him from above, cover me.
[Jim] Watch yourself.
Bret, I got Jessie!
Stop shooting, men, hold your fire.
Hold your fire, boys.
Jessie's dead.
What are you fighting for? What can you win now?
You couldn't sell his cattle even if you could beat us.
So you're fighting for nothing.
Now, you better get out while the gettin's good.
If you don't, we start shootin' again.
Well do you go or do we shoot?
Go!
Faster!
Hey, Bret, Jessie's still alive!
Is he bad?
Pretty bad.
Get me to a doctor, quick.
- Help me, Maverick. - Why?
I promise to tell the truth about the killing.
You got yourself a deal, Jessie.
Get a stretcher made.
[Bret] Two days later, the cattle were being herded
into the army pens at Fort Adobe
and Hayden, still holding on, was in the post infirmary.
Well, doctor?
He's dyin', we can't get the bullet out.
- Is he still conscious? - Yes.
I've gotta talk to him, now.
It might be better if you didn't.
He's dyin', but there's no reason to speed it up.
Well, there's a reason, doctor.
You see, he put a noose around my neck
and he's the only man who can take it off.
He signed a deposition accusing me of murder.
He's ready to tell the truth about it now
and you've got to be there to hear it.
Jessie.
Jessie.
There's a doctor here, a witness.
Tell him the truth.
Do you understand what I'm sayin', Jessie?
You made a deal, Jessie.
Tell him.
Tell him.
Is there something you should say to me?
Hang Maverick.
He's dead.
So long, boys, thanks a lot.
You did a good job.
Well, that's it.
You know, Bret, there's no reason
why you can't go back to Texas.
With Jessie dead and everybody knowing
how he felt about you and Bart
I don't believe they'd press any murder charge.
You may be right, but I don't feel
like takin' a chance
not with that deposition on file back there.
Maybe when I catch up with Brother Bart
he'll have the Tall Man in tow.
Last time I heard, the trail led to Colorado.
Awful lot of country out there.
- Need any help? - No, thanks, Jim.
You'll have your hands full just keepin' her out of trouble.
No tellin' what her next get-rich-quick scheme will be.
I hear they need cattle up in Kansas.
Where in Kansas?
Oh you're impossible.
Well, goodbye, Bret.
Goodbye, Jim. Good luck.
Your servant, ma'am.
What, um, what happens if you find this Tall Man
you go back to Texas and settle down?
Well, that worries us quite a bit, too.
Of course it would be nice if we were able to go home.
So, we do look for him.
Well, if I happen to run into him
I'll, um, I'll try not to notice.
Hello. Glad you could be with us again.
Next weeks exciting show, tells a story
of six people with only 48 hours to live.
But one of them held the answer.
The way out for the other five.
They're all around us, we don't get out of here.
Well, it's pretty plain, they want something.
Which one of this in here knows what it is?
[Bret] Gerald Mohr, plays Johnny Bolero.
A man with a sense of morals and a sense of humor.
But not in equal amounts.
Señorita, for $10,000
I go bring you back the money.
That's all you'd take?
Oh, and I never lie.
Steal, yes, but I never lie.
[Bret] Joanna Barnes is Mrs. Baxter. Or Mrs. Banning.
Plays a woman running away from her past.
Will everyone abide by the vote?
Yes.
You better vote with me, Mrs. Baxter.
Or what, Mr. Braus?
Just say, yes.
Will you tell everyone that my name is Banning?
Fine time to tell me that.
They would kill you.
I don't want you killed.
That means it's you they want.
Oh, no.
They do not want me at all.
Hey.
[Bret] Whitney Blake is Letty French.
A honky-tonk dancer
faced with the most important decision of her life.
Phil Terry is Chick Braus.
Plays a salesman with a pinchin' for blackmail.
- What do you want? - You're going to need a friend.
Someone who can keep a secret.
For a price? You're a blackmailer.
You're a filthy, cheap, little blackmailer.
And when we arrive in Yuma, señorita, I...
Oh!
Oh, and the horse's leg was not broken, si?
Oh, it was broke.
I had to shoot it.
Well, that's no reason to shoot me, amigo.
Maybe, I'll break your leg. That would be a reason.
[Bret] It's a story that explodes with suspense and excitement.
It's called, "The Burning Sky."
See you here next week.
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