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Come on, honey, upstairs. Come on now, come on now, get going.

Hey, amigo, I changed my mind, you see?

I come back.

I see. But why?

Sorry, senor, we do what we can with Fernando

but his mind is made up.

He wishes to see if you can pick up the gun.

- If I can pick it up? - Si.

Before the knife comes out on the other side of your belly.

"Maverick."

Starring James Garner and Jack Kelly.

Produced by Warner Brothers.

From the entertainment capital of the world.

Produced for television by Warner Brothers.

Mike.

Don't tell me.

- We got company again. - Yup.

Take careful aim. We wouldn't wanna hit one of 'em.

The gringos have seen us again.

They're very good at seeing us, Paco

but very bad at shooting us.

No, no, Fernando. They don't want to kill us.

After all, they are not in their own country.

Killing us will be very bad.

I know it to be so, Paco, because you've said it.

But do the Americanos know it to be so also?

- Why do you ask? - Because...

I've been wounded by one of their bullets.

- Wounded? - Ha-ha...

Alright, we go.

When they have found what they are looking for

there is time enough to kill 'em.

- Ha-ha. - Vamonos.

- Yeah. - Ha-ha.

- And, uh... - Ha-ha.

Get an early start in the morning, might lose 'em.

Sure, and while we're at it

maybe we'll lose our own shadows along with them, huh?

- What's the good word? - No good, senor.

Nothing. Senor Wheeler, he don't come back.

Not today, not even sometimes.

I think he's never come back.

What makes you so sure?

You know for a fact that he's dead, don't you?

Oh, no, senor. Only maybe.

Uh, for a fact, I-I-I don't know nothing.

Hey, you come back early tonight, yeah?

Ah, you're a little late, Paco.

Oh, si, we was detained.

Our good friend Diego, he lose much blood.

- What happened to him? - Who?

- Diego. - Diego?

Ah, Diego, si. He was stung by a hornet, senor.

- One very bad sting. - I'm sorry to hear that.

Well, still it may teach him to stay away from hornets.

- Eh, Paco? - Si, senor, si.

He was very careless.

We'll be down for dinner in about 20 minutes.

Si, senor. I will fix a big surprise.

- For you. - Bueno.

Anything you fix is bound to be a big surprise.

Adios, muchachos.

- Hasta la vista. - Hasta la vista.

Oye, oye, oye, Ricardo, sing us a sad song.

Sing us many sad songs.

Make us all happy.

Well, if you're asking me, bucko, and you're not

we're wasting our time.

That bloody bunch of cutthroats probably stopped your friend

Mr. Wheeler. And you and I both know it.

- Seems likely. - Then what are we waiting for?

Wheeler isn't the only reason we're in Paraíso, Mike.

It's the only reason you gave.

Yeah, but he wanted me to keep the rest of it quiet

till he could tell it himself.

Oh, I'd hate to hold me breath waiting for that.

And you're entitled to know.

Mike, you know the story they tell in these parts

about buried Spanish gold.

El pitta je del paraíso they call it. Plunder of Paradise.

Oh, no, you're not about to crack that old chestnut.

The story is true, Mike.

When they found the record of the old Spanish rig

about 30 years ago, they found her ship's log, too.

- Still in good condition. - I know.

Every farmer and fisherman from miles around knows this story

and tells it every chance they get

of a British privateer chased a Spanish rig

up the Gulf of Mexico

how the Spaniards put ashore on a small boat

and stored the treasure in a cave along the beach.

Then how they were wrecked with all hands aboard

before they come back and get it.

Ah, yes, and how it's been lying there, too, more

than a hundred years waiting for someone to find it.

Millions in gold, diamonds doubloons

rubies as big as your eye. Ah, it's folderol.

Wheeler was so close to it when he wrote to me

that he was trying to figure how to get it out of Mexico

without the government stepping in to take it away from him.

Ah, you're daft, laddybuck.

For 30 years, every cave on that beach has been

turned inside-out looking for that loot.

That's right. The cave isn't on the beach.

You've been quoting the log book. The book states it plain.

They hit the beach in a small boat just long enough

to leave the treasure in a cave at the water's edge.

You're right again.

Well, would you please mind telling me who moved it?

Mother Nature, Mike.

That's what Wheeler dug up that even the natives didn't know.

He's a geologist, and he found that over 70 years ago

an earthquake shifted the coastline along here.

In other words, Mike, when the Spaniards stashed their gold

all this was under water.

And the cave where they buried it is now three miles inland.

Phew.

[Chucho] 'Senores, come quick!'

'Senora Wheeler has arrived. Hurry up, hurry down!'

Now who the devil would that be?

I wouldn't know. Chucho, where's Wheeler?

Si, there's Senora Wheeler.

- Senora Wheeler? - Yeah.

Eh, muchachos, por favor.

Hey, Paco.

Hello. I'm Bart Maverick.

This is Mr. McComb. Mike McComb.

- How do you do? - Likewise.

I'm Grace Wheeler.

Yes, we know.

We were expecting to see your husband.

So was I.

Has anything happened to him?

Uh, we're, we're not sure.

He went out into the hills two days before we came here.

He hasn't been seen since.

We've been looking for him for a week now.

Then he must be dead.

What makes you say that, Mrs. Wheeler?

This letter.

He was very much afraid of dying when he wrote it.

He tells of being followed into the hills every day by bandits.

By bandits?

There's no bandits in this place.

- No, there's no bandits. - No. No.

- No. - Why, bandits?

Mrs. Wheeler, we'd better talk upstairs.

But whoever heard of bandits around here?

- Not me, Paco. - Nor me.

There was a very old bandit when I was a boy in the hills.

One day he fell in the water and he drowned.

- There is no more bandits. - Hey, senora.

I think your husband made a mistake, huh?

Yes. Yes, perhaps he did.

Chucho, put the lady's bags in Senor Wheeler's room.

- Muy bien, senor. - Right in there, Mrs. Wheeler.

Strange.

I've always thought of murder as something so remote

so extraordinary.

But now, in this place, with those men

it seems almost...

...ordinary.

We haven't given up hopes of finding your husband, ma'am.

Oh, please, gentlemen.

We can dispense with the sugar pills.

Frank's dead, we all know it.

The question is where do we go from here?

I don't think I understand you.

I don't see why not.

Oh, of course.

You expect a show of grief or perhaps even a few tears.

I'm sorry, but Frank's work has kept us apart.

I've learned to live without him.

Well, I haven't seen the man for more than three years.

Oh, but don't worry.

I know the arrangements he made with you

and I have no intentions of cutting you out of your share.

The only real difference is his share becomes mine.

But with him out of it, what's there to share?

Will this do for a start?

Is it what I think it is?

That's a foreign coin of some kind.

A Spanish doubloon.

- Where'd you get it? - Frank sent it with the letter.

He found it two days after he wrote to you.

Then he did find the gold.

No, only what you see.

But he felt sure that this coin was dropped

by one of the landing party from the Spanish rig.

Where'd he find it? On the beach?

No, in the hills.

- He was right. This proves it. - Yes.

And he describes the spot where he found it very clearly.

Landmarks, distances and compass directions.

Well, gentlemen, are we partners?

We're lucky, we've got three or four hours

before they catch up again.

And they've never tried to attack you?

Not yet.

I think they're hoping we'll lead 'em to the gold.

- They know about that? - Who doesn't?

It's the only reason for an American to come to Paraíso.

You're wrong about that.

You were wrong last night, but I didn't care.

I didn't come here just for the gold.

I came because Frank begged me to come...

...and because I wanted more than anything else

to save my marriage.

You don't have to explain.

No, but...

...somehow I wanted to.

And we can stop ducking or start digging.

Just tell us where, Mrs. Wheeler.

Move to your right.

Easy now.

That's it. Hold it.

Alright.

That is where Frank found the coin.

The ocean is about three miles that way.

This was the beach a hundred years ago

and that cave faced the water.

Now don't get excited. Relax.

We do this every day.

Ah, quitting time.

Oh, please, let's get out of here.

On our way.

What's more, we can't afford to come back.

Not tomorrow or even the next day.

We've gotta put on an act of looking in new locations

so they won't get wise to this one.

And, uh, they have not found any trace of Senor Wheeler?

No.

Nor anything else.

But I think they're getting close to it.

- The gold? - Yes.

Do not worry, amigo.

If they find it, my men will be there

to take it away from them.

They, they do not suspect you?

Me? A simple mariachi?

They do not even take me into account.

I must get back now.

- Adios, amigo. - Adios.

Hello? Who's there?

Who's there?

Well, howdy, neighbor.

You coming or going?

Uh, right now I haven't the vaguest idea.

Well, either way, would you please, oh, shut the door?

Now for the next act of "Maverick."

Gee, I didn't mean to give you a start, neighbor, but the man

downstairs said that you wouldn't be back until later.

Thought I'd be clean out of here by then.

Just how did you happen to get in here?

Simple, first thing the man wants to know

am I a friend of yours? "Of the Americano," the man says.

Well, neighbor, I ask you to picture my relief

at finding out there's an Americano in the house.

Right about now any Americano is a friend of mine.

So I tell the man, "Si, si, " and he shows me up to your room.

So, here I am. Hope you're not mad.

You're gonna be disappointed. I am mad.

Uh-oh. What'd I do wrong?

That tub you're sitting in, it's full of water.

Well, the man didn't have any champagne.

And fresh water is just as hard to get.

They haul it down from a mountain spring

at 50 cents a bucket, American

when and if the spirit moves 'em.

Oh.

Well, um, looks like I owe you about three dollars, Mr., uh...

Maverick. Bart Maverick.

I'm Dolly Muldoon.

And I haven't got three dollars.

I haven't even got three cents.

But I'll tell you what, if you'll turn your back, so I can

get dressed, I'll, uh, get a job and pay you back.

Job, here? What can you do?

Well, I did a song and dance with a traveling show

on a triumphant tour of Latin America.

Huh, some triumph.

- Show folded? - Yup, in Veracruz.

So I booked me a fast passage on a slow boat to Corpus Christi

with nothing by my honest smile and a promise to pay

at the other end of the line.

Now don't tell me, the boat sank.

No, but the captain

got the generous notion that I should ride for free

along with a few other notions of a more familiar nature.

So you quarreled.

Mm-hmm.

But I must say, that old buccaneer

had the instincts of a gentleman.

At least he set me off on dry land

instead of making me walk the plank.

So, if you don't have any plans for dinner

I'd be proud to join you.

- You can put it on my bill. - Ah. You don't mind pot luck?

Oh, neighbor, I can just use some luck, pot or no pot.

Well, I've been lucky enough for two today

so I'd be proud to take you to dinner, Dolly. No charge.

Welcome to Paradise.

Can't think of any place I'd rather be.

Saints preserve us, it's true.

When Chucho told me just now, I thought he was pulling my leg.

This is my partner, Mike McComb.

Mike, I'd like you to meet Ms. Dolly Muldoon.

Muldoon. Oh, now there's a name you can make music with.

- Oh. Put her there, Irish. - I still don't believe it.

This Maverick has the devil's own luck.

Who besides himself could drop down in the middle of nowhere

and pop up with a beautiful blonde on his arm? Ha.

Especially one with a name like Muldoon.

Aha.

Chucho, that'll be four for dinner.

- Four? - Oh, I forgot to tell you.

- Uh, we have another partner. - Oh.

Who happens to be looking daggers at us right now.

Just, uh, what business are you in, boys?

Ah. Good evening, Grace.

Mrs. Wheeler, I'd like to present Ms. Dolly Muldoon.

- How do you do? - Well that goes double, dear.

And what business are you in, Ms. Muldoon?

Oh, Dolly's a singer.

She's on her way back to the States

uh, after a concert tour.

Yeah, I, uh, decided to take me a little shore leave.

I beg your pardon, senorita.

Why? What'd you do?

Why, nothing yet.

But I should like to sing a song for the very beautiful senorita.

Ah. Hey, wait a minute. I have a better idea.

- Let me sing one for you. - Ah, bueno.

About time I start earning my keep around here.

Amigos, the fair senorita will favor us with a song.

Oh, now wait a minute, wait. Wait a minute, boys.

No, you might not consider it such a big favor.

Actually, it's more in the nature of an audition.

You see, if you like it, uh, the management puts me to work

for room and board until the next boat comes.

Huh? Who say so?

So you just give me a little oom-pah-pah, neighbor.

Stick as close as you can, I'll do the rest, okay?

♪ La bum bum bum ba da dah de dah dah dum ♪

♪ I still can recall my dear mother's advice ♪

♪ Oh don't trade your youth for a fool's paradise ♪

♪ You can't have the game without paying the price ♪

♪ And virtue is its own reward ♪

♪ Oh how I regret that I paid her no heed ♪

♪ Forsook my dear mother by word and by deed ♪

♪ I've learned through the pain of the life that I lead ♪

♪ That virtue is its own reward ♪

♪ I made my mistake with a teacher of voice ♪

♪ His words were persuasive and I took my choice ♪

♪ He promised me fame in a cabaret floorshow ♪

♪ But the men only came ♪

♪ To admire my torso ♪

♪ So now I'm forgotten forsaken ♪

♪ And when you ask me the reason I'll say once again ♪

♪ The weakest of women are better than men ♪

♪ And virtue is its own reward ♪

♪ Yes virtue is its own reward bum-bum ♪♪

Mwah! Mwah!

Well, neighbor, it looks like your customers

are hungry for the higher forms of art.

What say, uh, room and board until the next boat, huh?

Si, senorita, you are hired.

- Aha! - Ricardo, you are fired.

Oh, no, no, none of that. No, sir.

Ricardo and me, we're a team. Aren't we, Dickie boy?

Why, si, senorita. Gracias.

Alright, you are both hired.

- I am ruined. - Ooh.

- Ha-ha... - Well, apparently...

The lady's talents weren't born to blush on the scene.

She seems to have a way with the peasants.

Meet another peasant, Mrs. Wheeler.

Well, neighbors, it looks like I'm not a bum anymore.

- I'm a working woman. - You were just great, Dolly.

- What's this? Hundred dollars? - That was worth it.

Besides, you might need it to pay for that boat ride

in advance this time. Heh.

Oh, well, it's a real pleasure

doing business with you, neighbor.

Oh, please excuse me. I really must excuse myself.

I seem to have developed a slight headache.

Hm.

Oh. Does she have these headaches often?

Or am I the first one?

I don't know about these gringos.

Every day they go around in circles.

They begin to make me dizzy.

Why do we not kill them, Paco?

Put an end to all this chasing of wild gooses.

Patience, Fernando.

Do not be hasty to kill the wild gooses

who may be laying the golden eggs.

Hey, look.

We'll stop here. We'll give 'em time to catch up.

I'll keep me eye open, make sure they don't miss us.

Thanks, Mike.

You-you tired, Grace?

And restless.

It's been so frustrating these last five days

pretending to look for something

miles from where we should be looking.

But if it is there and we do find it

what are you gonna do with all your millions?

When I was a little girl and we played that game

I always said I'd give it to the poor.

You're all grown up now.

And I'm not especially generous, am I?

I mean, I haven't been very charitable

to your little blonde friend.

I don't think she's asking for charity.

There, you see?

I have a way of making everything

sound smug and superior.

Please make allowances for me, Bart.

I come from a long line of snobs.

Sounds like you've come a long way

at least in the last few days.

When I first saw her sitting there with you

I suddenly felt that I didn't really belong

and somehow she did.

So what I really disliked

wasn't Dolly Muldoon, but myself.

You give yourself too little credit, Grace.

No, I give myself too many airs.

I hold myself apart from people. That's my trouble.

Dolly is different.

She's generous with herself.

But I've always guarded my affections.

When I give them away, Bart

I'll have an awful lot to give.

You're really sure your husband's dead, aren't you?

Aren't you?

[Mike] Here they come. Let's get started.

If you can manage to tear yourselves away, of course.

Don't you think this thing's gone far enough, laddybuck?

- What do you mean by that? - Simple enough.

Time we stopped looking for that gold and started finding it.

Oh. Yeah.

I guess we have been going through the motions long enough.

Tomorrow we'll go straight back to the spot

where Wheeler found the coin and--

Now you're talking, I'm for

getting this over with one way or the other.

- For a lot of reasons. - Like what, for instance?

That Wheeler woman for one. She's getting on me nerves.

No accounting for taste, Mike.

Hiya, neighbors, just wanted to make sure

you weren't gonna be late for my farewell appearance.

Hey, you're right. Tonight's your last night.

Yup, tomorrow's the day my ship comes in with bells on.

Well, it won't seem like the same grand place

without you, Dolly.

Aw, Irish, now come on

don't go getting me sentimental.

This crummy old town is beginning to look good to me

and I figure that's time to leave.

Don't mind Mike, Dolly. We'll be down to help you celebrate.

As soon as we change into something black

in proper respect for the occasion.

Now, Irish, stop it. Tsk.

Come on, downstairs in 20 minutes, huh?

Please, please, somebody get him away from me.

Ah, senora, don't mind Fernando.

He's a little bit drunk, that's all.

He don't mean no harm. He admires you.

Let her go! Fernando, stop it!

Mariachis are to make music, not to mix in our business.

You, you animals!

Aye, what a woman!

What a fury, what passion!

Fernando, I think she's leading you on.

Si.

Now you take one sweet swallow, Linda.

Then maybe you tell us, eh, what you look for every day?

- What you look for, eh? - 'Si. '

Ah, senora.

[Grace] No, please, somebody get him away from me!

[Paco] 'Ah, senora. '

Hey, amigo, bolo.

Aye, that was a clever trick, amigo.

Who can resist a bolo?

Fine, fine. The fun's over, boys.

So let's break up the party, huh?

I was talking to the senora, gringo.

Be so good as to go away.

Move aside, gringo

or I'll cut my way right through you.

Paco, you better get him out of here before I have to kill him.

Kill him?

Kill him for what reason, senor?

Look, amigo, this mechanical marvel I hold in my hand

happens to be a gun. That knife won't be much competition.

Uh, forget about it, Fernando.

This is no time to be killing our friends.

Come on, let's go someplace else. Ha-ha...

Come on, honey, upstairs. Come on now, come on now. Get going.

Hey, amigo.

I changed my mind, you see?

I come back.

I see. But why?

Because you say the knife is no equal match for the gun.

You wanna bet, amigo?

Well, I, uh...

I'm not a betting man.

Sorry, senor, we do what we can with Fernando

but his mind is made up.

He wishes to see if you can pick up the gun.

- If I can pick it up? - Si.

Before the knife comes out on the other side of your belly.

Come, come, amigo. You have made big talk about this gun.

Let us see you use it.

Yeah, well, you may as well try, amigo.

If you don't, Fernando gonna kill you anyway.

You got nothing to lose.

Ow! Ow!

Anybody moves, I'll kill him.

Now get out of here, all of you!

And take that with you.

Don't be angry with us, Senores.

It was Fernando's fault.

We didn't like him very much anyway.

Sorry for the trouble.

You alright, Grace?

No. No, I'm not.

I've never seen a man killed before in cold blood.

Hot blood, ma'am. Ain't the same thing.

Not now, laddie. And not you.

I'll go up after a bit and try to calm her down.

Ricardo, play something.

Dolly, sing something.

You see?

Now, that's what killed me in show business.

How do you follow an act like that?

Fine farewell party this turned out to be.

Mm.

At least you'll be getting out of this hole, Dolly.

Now that's something.

- Had your fill of it, too? - Mm, just about.

Room enough for two on that boat.

I can't leave.

Because of Boston?

Yeah, she's part of it.

Just, uh, what goes on with you and her?

I told you, prospecting.

That's not what I mean, neighbor.

Nothing else.

Oh?

Well, I've seen her look at you.

You're so big and strong, and she feels so safe with you.

So?

You feel safe with her.

Meaning?

Meaning there's always a chance that Mr. Wheeler will come back.

Gives you an out whenever you need one.

You're a lad who always looks for the nearest exit

before he hangs up his hat.

So that's how you have it figured, huh?

That's how I have to figure.

Otherwise I'd think there was something wrong with me.

With you?

Well, sure.

Otherwise why do you pretend I'm not around

when you know very well I am?

Do I?

Yes.

Because if you ever started anything with me

you wouldn't know how to get out of it

because I'm just as free as you are.

You don't feel so safe with me.

Mm.

Dolly, you don't scare me one little bit.

Prove it.

Bart, it wouldn't take much to make me miss that boat.

No, Dolly, no, that's a goodbye kiss.

It's nothing more.

Well, I, uh, guess I know when I'm beaten.

Uh...

When you get back to the States, you'll need a grubstake.

Oh, it's just a loan.

Please.

Well, when will I see you?

Sometime.

But not tomorrow.

I'll be getting out of here before you leave.

Goodbye's no good warmed over.

Well, uh

they're not much good to begin with, anyway.

Well, so long, neighbor.

Guess I was wrong about you.

No.

Ah.

Maverick. Maverick, here.

- What is it? - Easy, Mrs. Wheeler.

There's nothing there you'd want to see.

It's Frank, isn't it?

You found him.

Yes, ma'am. I'm sorry.

Well, we expected it.

I just never seem to know how you're gonna take things, see?

Oh, you mean last night?

Oh, I'm all over that now.

- It was a shock, that's all. - And this isn't?

They robbed him after they did it.

But they forgot something.

What is it?

- His notebook. - Hm.

They killed him for his shoes, his clothes, and for nothing.

But this wasn't worth taking because they couldn't read.

Four-million dollars, and they threw it away.

- What was that again? - Listen.

He wrote this in the back page.

- "It's here. I found it." - Found it?

"Tomorrow I'll come back with the mules.

"The cave is 14 degrees southwest of the spot

"where I found the coin

"back of a large square rock.

Concealed by brush."

There it is.

Glory be, I...

Well, what are we waiting for?

Don't move.

Don't look in that direction. Mike, do you see him?

Yeah, they're moving in behind you.

Alright, now we go about our business.

Make it natural. We're bringing Frank's body back to town.

- I'll go get a blanket. - Good.

Do we have to do that?

I think they'll expect it.

And while you're at it, you might look a little sad...

...for their benefit.

And besides that, is there anything worse

than a policeman who asks questions in Spanish?

Yeah, the way you answer 'em in Spanish.

- Dolly? - I missed the boat.

Uh...

That was a little careless, wasn't it?

No.

I, um, decided

I didn't know you well enough to take your money.

- Hm. - Oh.

What are you going to do when the next boat comes?

Oh, well, uh, by then, neighbor, I'll know you well enough.

Go on, tell her you're glad to see her, you big clown.

Ah, Dolly, I am glad to see you.

Still no sign of 'em.

Something's wrong, Mike.

Maybe they're satisfied we found what we were looking for.

- Wheeler's body. - No.

Now they know it's something else

because we're still looking.

Maybe they're just being a little smarter this time.

[Grace] What's the delay?

Oh, coming, Mrs. Wheeler.

Just keep looking behind you, Mike.

Great day in the morning.

Those Spaniards must have been in the devil's own hurry

to leave it out like this.

Wheeler dug it up.

Get the saddlebags, Mike.

- We are in a hurry. - Yeah.

[Paco] 'Saludos, amigos!'

We've been looking for you.

What you got in there, huh?

No hurry now.

Now back to "Maverick."

How long do you expect us to wait in here?

Have you got a better idea, Mrs. Wheeler?

Well, anything's better than this, this waiting.

[Paco] Hey, >amigos!

It's getting pretty dark out here.

It's time to go back to the cantina.

Maybe you come out now, huh?

What do you say?

Maybe you want us to come in, huh?

Oh, don't worry, come on out.

We don't hurt you. We like you.

Hey amigos, you found the gold, huh?

'El pitta je del Paraíso, eh?'

I think you better come out now.

You gonna stay in there forever?

What are you gonna eat, gold?

Ubaldo, Andale.

Si, Paco.

Listen, amigos

maybe you find the gold, but you can't keep it.

It belong to the government.

You want us to tell the police what you're doing there?

Yeah. Go tell the police, Paco.

Police?

So you think you're very smart, huh? Police.

Sorry, Senores.

We did not tell Ubaldo to do such a fool thing like that.

That was his own idea.

I'm very sorry.

[Paco] So we go now.

'Adios, amigos. '

We go back to the cantina.

You hear?

We're going away.

[Paco] Hey, amigos, it's daylight now.

You don't come out, and maybe we start shooting.

Shooting at what?

[Paco] We don't need to shoot at something.

Bullets bounce off the rocks.

Sooner or later we hit somebody.

Oh, fine.

They start shooting, we'll have no place to hide.

That lead'll ricochet from every angle.

- What are you doing? - What are you doing?

Stay put now.

[Paco] 'Senores, throw your guns out.'

We'll let you go. We take the gold, you go home.

That will be a good thing to do. What do you say?

You've got to get us out of here. Give them what they want.

Stay put. You think we're getting out there?

[Paco] Hey, amigos, anybody dead yet?

Oh, why don't you throw out your guns and go home?

We'll let you go. I give you my word.

- Grace, what the... - Give me your guns.

Or so help me, I'll kill you.

They'll kill you before you take two steps outside.

I warned you.

Don't try to stop me.

Hello, I'm throwing out the guns.

I'm coming out!

[Paco] 'Ah, bueno, senora. Come out.'

You know those bullets were meant for you, don't you?

[Paco] 'Gracias, senora. Now we have the guns.'

I think we take the gold, too.

Satisfied, Mrs. Wheeler? We can't stop them now.

They'll be coming in out of that sun.

Get back in the shadows. Throw rocks, anything.

- Ricardo. - And where did you come from?

- Lad? - Where'd you get the army?

They are my own men, amigo.

You see, I was assigned to watch Senor Wheeler

at the time he found the coin.

When he disappeared and you took up the search

I transferred my surveillance to you.

Which may explain why I'm such a very bad mariachi.

You mean, you let us find it just to take it away from us?

Why, of course, it's a serious crime

to remove a national treasure, amigo.

But, uh, since you have not removed it, uh

you may even be rewarded for finding it.

Oh, now that's different. Rewarded how?

Oh, w-with a medal.

But no gold.

Well, who knows? Uh, perhaps it will be a gold medal.

♪ That virtue is its own reward ♪

♪ I made my mistake with a teacher of voice ♪

♪ His words were persuasive ♪

And virtue is its own reward.

That is a pretty philosophy.

But I don't know if I can stand hearing about it

for another three weeks till the boat comes.

Ah, cheer up, Mike, we might be able to buy a boat

from some fisherman and sail it back to the States.

With what? We're practically down to our last dollar.

But we haven't even started on our doubloons.

- Doubloons? - Sure.

Somehow I seem to find myself with both pockets full of 'em.

Oh-ho!

♪ And virtue is its own reward ♪

♪ Yes virtue is its own reward ♪♪

Hello hope you enjoyed the show

and glad you could be with us again.

In next week's story we introduce you

to a group of people you'll remember for a long time.

[Bart] And I think you'll love Will Wright

as old General Jake Gibson.

In the first place, you people are all guests of Blackfire

whether you like it or not.

Why do you call it Blackfire, general?

Because it's my place

and I can call it any blame thing I want to.

[Bart] And you'll particularly remember Hans Conried

playing the part of Homer Eakins.

Homer, let me out.

Oh, it sounded like fun

when we were talking about it, but now...

Now you want to crawl out of it, huh?

Maverick, am I a hard man?

No. It's just that you owe me a sizable favor.

And you're gonna pay it back.

And you're gonna pay it back this way.

You'll be seeing another old favorite

of yours, Jane Darwell

as Mrs. Knowles.

Do all the bedrooms have bolts?

Bolts just like that one, Mr. Homer.

I made sure to use mine last night.

I bet the others did, too. Hm.

Uh, wouldn't you, if you were one of the heirs?

I think I will be an heir, Mr. Homer.

Maverick, what do you do?

- I play poker. - Oh, I...

I mean, uh, how do you earn your living?

No one can accuse Bret Maverick of having done

an honest day's work since the day he left home.

Isn't that right, Homer?

That's right, Maverick.

That'll do.

You better go for the sheriff, Jeff.

Hold it, Jeff. Let's find out what this is all about.

Suppose you start it, Homer.

Your cousin Homer's been sneaking into people's rooms.

Oh, just trying a few doors, general.

Yeah, you've been trying a few doors

the last few nights, haven't you?

[Bart] If you like a mystery story

with a shocking surprise at the climax

you'll like next week's show, "Black Fire."

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