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Mr. Mansfield, uh

did you ever meet Mr. Maverick?

I'm afraid I don't have time for it right now.

I'm in a bit of a hurry.

"Maverick."

Starring James Garner and Jack Kelly.

Produced by Warner Brothers.

From the entertainment capital of the world.

Produced for television by Warner Brothers.

Bank's closed.

I said the bank is closed.

I got something for you.

- State your business. - Well...

I've come to put money in the bank, not take it out.

- I told you the-- - The bank's closed.

They usually are just when I need 'em the most.

Say, aren't you, uh, Mr. Bates?

- I am. - Well...

I'm sorry to bother you after hours

but would you put this in the safe for me?

I'd be glad to pay you a service charge.

What is it?

Fifteen-thousand dollars.

How did you get $15,000 in the middle of the night?

Faith, Mr. Bates, and the friendly laws of probability.

Poker. Would you deposit that for me?

Receipt?

What's your name?

- Bret Maverick. - Mr. Maverick.

No banker gives a man a receipt for money until he's counted it.

Not if he expects to remain a banker for very long.

I'll get you a receipt.

- There you are. - Well, thank you, sir.

I'm sorry to bother you while you're working.

It's quite alright. There'll be no service charge.

- Goodnight. - Goodnight.

Hello, Mr. Bates. Good morning.

I'd like to draw a couple of thousand of that money.

Well, now, I thought I knew all of our depositors.

But your face isn't familiar to me.

Maverick.

The man that left $15,000 with you last night.

Well, maybe you'll remember this.

It has your signature on it.

I've never seen that or you in my entire life.

And I certainly don't know what you're talking about.

Well, you not only saw it, you signed it.

On second thought, I think I'll take the whole 15,000.

I have a coffee can in my hotel room

where I think it might be safer.

Something wrong here?

I haven't the slightest idea, Ben.

Maybe you can make more out of what he's saying than I can.

I'm Ben Granville, co-owner of the bank.

I deposited $15,000 in your bank last night, Mr. Granville.

I got this receipt from Bates for it.

Well, I'm sorry, but this was not signed by Mr. Bates.

That's his name, but it's certainly not his signature.

Now this is my signature and not that scrawl you showed me.

[Bates] That isn't even an official bank receipt.

I don't know what you're trying to bring off

but you won't get away with it.

Now I know why you didn't insist on a service charge.

[Bret] You owe me $15,000, Mr. Bates.

Before I leave Sunny Acres, you're gonna give it to me.

That fellow is up to something.

Oren, go get the sheriff. Tell him I wanna see him.

[Bates] This is the man, sheriff. At least a dozen people heard him.

Good afternoon, Mr. Bates. Good to see you again.

- Hello, sheriff. - Your name Maverick?

That's right. Bret Maverick.

- You know, we met in the sal-- - Shh.

Mr. Bates tells me that you made certain threats

of bodily harm to him. Is that right?

Why, there's no truth in that at all, sheriff.

I'm surprised at you, Bates.

If this was a private matter, I'd take care of you myself.

[Bates] But you got half the town believing

that I stole money from you.

Well, now, that's strange.

I haven't spoken to anyone but you about it.

[Bret] Besides, all I said was he owes me $15,000

and I'll be stayin' in Sunny Acres till I get it.

There, that's all you need, sheriff.

The accusation of theft. That's slander.

Maybe it is.

That ain't no jail offense.

I ain't heard him say nothing but you owe him $15,000.

But, uh, we'd like to have things pleasant

at Sunny Acres, Mr. Maverick.

And, uh, being that you're transient anyway

maybe you'd just as soon pack up your things and mosey on.

You don't live here. No reason for you to stay.

Oh, but I do live here, sheriff.

I just paid two weeks of advance on my hotel room.

I like Sunny Acres.

Well, I can't run you out of town for doing nothin'.

But let me give you fair warning.

If anything happens to Mr. Bates

and I mean anything at all

you're the man I'll be looking for.

You understand me?

I'll just be sitting right here on the porch whittling.

- Oh, sheriff, this man is jus-- - Mr. Bates.

Wonder if I could talk to him alone.

What do you got against him?

Well, not a thing, sheriff.

He just owes me $15,000.

That you say he stole from you.

No, I'm just saying he owes it to me.

You know, I did have $15,000 last night.

I haven't got it today.

Folks around here got a theory about that.

Unwritten rule in poker.

Big winner plays until the losers quit.

The folks figure that you were real anxious to quit

while you was 15,000 ahead

and that you cooked up that story about losing the money.

And accused an innocent man of stealing it?

You have a grudge against him for some reason?

Yeah, you might call it that.

He owes me $15,000.

Look, mister, for your own good

pack up your things and move out of here.

Even if that yarn of yours is true, which it probably ain't

you aren't gonna get 15,000 out of Bates.

Nobody ever got a nickel out of him

let alone any fool sum like $15,000.

Well, sheriff, by the time my room rent's up

I'll have my 15,000 and be on my way.

Alright.

You remember what I warned.

If anything happens to him, anything at all

you are in trouble, no matter what.

Well, then let's both take good care of him. Shall we?

Hi, Mr. Maverick.

Got your 15,000 yet?

- I'm working on it. - Getting anywhere?

That's hard to say. Hard to say.

I'm working on it.

Mr. Maverick, may I speak to you a moment?

My name's Susan Granville, my daddy owns the bank

with Mr. Bates and I've heard all about what you said about

Mr. Bates, that he stole $15,000 from you

and you intend to get it back from him

before you leave Sunny Acres.

Well, what I'm trying to say is, I believe you.

If you say Mr. Bates stole $15000 from you

well, I think it's probably true because...

Well, I don't think he's a very honest man, and I'd be

very happy if you could get your $15000 back from him.

But you don't seem to be doing anything about it

but just sitting here rocking and whittling.

Well, I'm thinking, too. That's important.

Uh, well, what I mean to say or to ask

is there anything I can do to help?

Just because you don't like Mr. Bates?

Well, no, it's more important than that.

You see, my daddy doesn't trust Mr. Bates very much

and several months ago he made him an offer.

He told Mr. Bates that he'd buy him out for $30,000

or-or Mr. Bates could buy him out

for $30,000. Either way. And...

Well, since Mr. Bates didn't take daddy up on his offer

we're sure that he intends to do the buying.

And if he really did steal $15000 from you

well, that's just gonna make it all the sooner

and the easier for him to do it.

That sounds logical.

And, Mr. Maverick, this town needs my daddy and that bank

and, well, I think my daddy needs the bank, too.

I just think it'd be a terrible thing

if Mr. Bates bought him out.

Well, I'm workin' on it.

- Whittling? - And thinking.

Well, Mr. Maverick, if you need any help, anything at all

I-I hope you'll remember me.

Susan I'll never forget you.

- Good afternoon, Mr. Maverick. - Good afternoon, Mr. Bates.

And you think you've got me worried with this little

maneuver? Sitting here whittling and watching the bank?

Well, I hadn't given it much thought.

Do I?

Sorry. No.

And let me add a little warning. I carry a gun.

And I haven't had a real good fight

since I got to be a banker.

I'm kind of looking forward to whatever you have in mind.

Now how will a fight get me back my 15,000?

It won't. Got any other way in mind?

I'm working on it.

Maverick, you're a real clown.

Sunny Acres hasn't had such a belly laugh

since Eddie Ford was here two years ago.

Well, it's nice to know I'm bringing a little sunshine

in the people's lives.

You gotta try it yourself sometime.

Good afternoon, Mr. Bates.

Hey, Maverick.

You got your 15,000 out of him yet?

I'm working on it, folks. I'm working on it.

- Evenin'. - Evenin'.

I was wondering, is that by any chance gonna be a wolf?

Yeah, I'm not sure myself, Mr. Granville.

- You mind if I sit down? - No. Please do.

Did the, uh, did the bank look any different

to you today, Mr. Maverick?

Well, no. Should it?

It became the sole property of your friend Bates today.

He bought me out.

Sometime ago I offered him a deal--

Yeah, your daughter was telling me about it.

He gave you $30,000?

- In cash? - Yup.

Well, is there any way that we can prove

that 15,000 of that came from me?

I'm afraid not.

My former partner paid seven dollars for the suit

he's wearing this season, and he lives

in the cheapest boarding house in town.

He has no family, and I've never known him

to have a generous impulse.

I'm afraid there's no way we could prove

that he hadn't accumulated $30,000 quite legitimately.

Now...

Well, the real reason I came by was to tell you

now that I'm free, too, that I believe you.

And in a way, I-I feel responsible.

Your money was misappropriated while I was still with the bank.

Well, thanks, but Mr. Bates owes me the 15,000.

Mr. Bates isn't only dishonest.

He's tough, shrewd and intelligent.

You really think you're going to get that money back from him?

Well, as I've been saying all week, I'm working on it.

And as my daughter Susan kept asking all week, how?

We've decided you're not planning to rob the bank.

Hep!

Welcome to Sunny Acres. Coach stops overnight.

You're looking at the best hotel in town.

Well, I'm glad to hear that because

I may be stopping over for a week.

Brent Williams at your service.

I'll take that, Herb.

- Here you are, sir. - Thank you.

Now back to "Maverick."

Hey, Maverick! Still workin' on it?

Yup. Still workin' on it.

Excuse me, sir. The Sunny Acres flour mill.

Could you tell me how to find it?

Could, mister, but it wouldn't do you much good.

Mill's been closed down for over a year.

I know, but I'm interested in it just as it stands.

You sure enough now?

Well, you take the east road out of town

stay on it for about a half a mile.

It's on the right out there. Can't miss it.

And if you want a horse, there's a stable just down yonder.

Well, thanks very much.

Evening, Maverick.

Still spreading sunshine?

"Cast thy bread upon the waters

for thou shalt find it after many days."

Ecclesiastes 11:1.

Mr. Mansfield, I am sorry to disturb you at your dinner

but I am John Bates, owner of the Sunny Acres Bank.

I'd like to welcome you to our city.

Oh, it's very kind of you, Mr. Bates.

I feel quite flattered. Won't you sit down?

Would you care to join me for dinner?

- Thank you, no. - Waiter.

Another glass for Mr. Bates, please.

You have a fine little town here, sir.

It's got a great future.

Well, we think so.

Mr. Mansfield, I won't try to deceive you.

I had two reasons for coming here tonight.

The first was to make you feel welcome.

- And to offer my services. - Thank you.

The second was to ask what your interest is

in the Sunny Acres flour mill.

Uh, how did you know about that?

Well, you weren't trying to make much of a secret of it.

No, I guess I wasn't.

It's a banker's business to know what goes on in his own town.

Especially in a case like this, the bank has a lien

on the property and controls any sale of it.

Uh, obviously, you're the type of man

who likes to get to the heart of things.

Here's to good business, Mr. Bates.

For both of us.

I did look over the mill.

And I'll be as direct with you as you've been with me.

I'd be interested in hearing the asking price.

Do you plan to operate it yourself?

No, no, I represent a group of British financiers

with heavy commitments in Wyoming cattle lands

and Nevada mining properties.

They'd like to be more broadly diversified.

So they commissioned me to invest for them

in other kinds of enterprises in the West.

Uh, their optimism about the future of the American West

is fantastic, Mr. Bates. It's a wonderful thing to behold.

Well, of course they couldn't be more right.

Are you prepared to make an offer on the mill?

I'm prepared to hear one from you.

I see. Well...

There is a price on the property.

One-hundred-thousand dollars.

That's out of the question, sir.

I just can't agree it's worth that.

Ah, that means you've been doing some close thinking

about its value. Right, Mr. Mansfield?

I can see you're not one to be easily fooled.

[Bart] And, of course, you are right again.

I did have a price in mind.

One I feel my principals would accept.

Yes.

Seventy-five-thousand dollars.

You have a deal, Mr. Mansfield.

By George, you're a man after my own heart.

I can't remember when I transacted a business deal

more pleasantly or quickly.

I'll draw up a full report on the mill tomorrow, send it off

by telegraph, and we'll get an answer in a day or so.

Tomorrow evening, Mr. Bates, you will be my guest

here for dinner. Seven o'clock alright with you?

Just fine.

Well, then maybe you can tell our readers how--

Just quote me as follows, Mr. Hibbs.

I'm working on it.

Nothing else?

Well, Mr. Watts, h-he's the editor

of "The Sunny Acres Sentinel."

He asked me to find out how you--

Not today.

Is, uh, is whittling your hobby?

No, no. Money.

Mornin', Henry. Mornin', Maverick.

[Bret] Mornin', sheriff.

You look like a man with a burden.

I am. You!

- Run along, Henry. - Oh, but I'm interviewing--

Run along, Henry.

Well, the folks around here are telling me

that you're a real comical fella.

I ain't had no laughs out of you at all.

You got three more days left on that two weeks room rent.

You aiming to leave when that's up?

I said I was.

Without your $15,000?

I didn't say that.

I'll have my 15,000, sheriff.

How? What you got in mind?

Well...

I'm not quite sure about that, but I'm workin' on it.

- That all you got to say? - That's all.

If only you'd give me some reason to run you out of town.

But I'm keeping an eye on you.

And just you remember that warning. It goes double now.

Mr. Mansfield...

I mean, Bartley.

May I ask you a personal question?

Of course, John.

Has something gone wrong?

You haven't had bad news from your principals, have you?

Now what makes you ask that?

Well, you were feeling fine this afternoon

but now you seem to be worried about something.

Preoccupied.

My apologies, John.

I have been rude.

All my life I've worked on a salary.

Oh, living well but getting nowhere.

Now I finally got the opportunity every man looks for

right in the palm of my hand.

Within a few weeks I'll begin to accumulate my own capital.

I'm afraid the delay's a little nerve-racking.

Please forgive me.

You're coming into some money?

No. I'll be earning the money.

In every man's lifetime, he gets one big opportunity.

And I feel fortunate that mine is coming

while I'm in the prime of life.

What sort of an opportunity?

I'm sorry, I can't tell you that.

It's a highly confidential matter.

I see.

But you had a hand in it.

[Bart] You see, all I'm waiting for is my commission

on the flour mill deal, $7500.

Now, I'm gonna take that 7500, and within a few weeks...

...at least a million.

Bartley, I don't know what you have in mind

but as a banker, let me warn you, there's no way in the world

a man can take $7500 and turn it into a million in a few weeks.

John, if it wasn't so confidential

I'd tell you all about it just to prove how wrong you are.

I am your banker. At least for the moment I am.

And I think that...

No, I know that you need

some cool headed banker's counsel.

Counsel?

The West is full of

clever confidence men.

Thieves is a better word.

Now I'm not trying to press you, but I think it would be wise

if you told me what you had on your mind. Let me advise you.

After all, if you can't trust your banker, Bartley

who can you trust?

Will you give me your word you'll never repeat

what I tell you, and you'll never act on it?

At least not without my permission.

That goes without saying.

Now back to "Maverick."

Have you heard of the Nevada Empress Silver Mine?

Well, of course. It's a worthless mine.

At least the stocks are worthless.

Correct. The stock is worthless.

But my principals own the Britannia Mine

located next to the Empress.

A month ago their geologist reported

two of the most valuable veins had folded

and now lie inside the claim area of the Empress.

My principals commissioned me to buy up

gradually and quietly

all of the Empress stock I could get.

As a protection for themselves

and, of course, as an incentive to me

they agreed to allow me to buy the stock with my own funds.

And they made arrangements with a brokerage house in Denver

to buy the stocks from me at a dollar a share.

Now you've heard of the firm Schaffer-Hill and Ferris?

Well, it's the largest brokerage firm in Denver.

Know anything about Ralph Schaffer?

Ever meet him?

Don't know a thing about him.

He's a personal friend of mine.

Mm-hmm.

Well, that's it in a nutshell, John.

I believe I can buy literally

hundreds of thousands of shares

of Nevada Empress stock for only a few cents a share

and sell them at a guaranteed dollar a share.

Can you see the possibilities?

Why, they're unlimited.

Well, the story sounds good

but there's a flaw in it somewhere.

It's too good to be true.

Well, I'd stay away from it just on principle.

Well, as my old pap...

F-father used to say

"There are times when a man must rise above principle."

Well, I doubt if this is the time.

John, can you get away from the bank for a few hours tomorrow?

- And ride up to Denver with me? - Why?

There's a widow there named Carrie Watson.

Has 15,000 shares of Nevada Empress.

Uh, she's on my confidential list of stockholders.

Now, if I'm lucky, I'll be able to buy her stock

with what cash I have on hand

and show you this is no pipe dream.

I thought you had to wait for your commission money.

Not if I can buy her stock for five cents a share or less.

If she wants anymore than that, I'll have to wait.

[Bart] I'll get right to the point, Mrs. Watson.

I'd be interested in purchasing

your Nevada Empress stock.

Why?

What, has the stock suddenly become valuable?

No, I'm afraid it hasn't.

Oh. Heh.

Well, you know, I've never been much of a businesswoman.

I-I guess I've always held to the belief

that honesty is the best policy.

Uh, I think it's only fair to tell you that

I've tried to sell that stock just a few days ago, and I found

mm, as I found every time in the past, that it's worthless.

No one would pay me half a cent for it.

We know that, Mrs. Watson.

But you see, I happen to be a speculator.

I buy up worthless stock in the hope

that some of them will become valuable.

Oh, it's a risky business, but sometimes we show a good profit.

I'd be willing to pay you as high as, say, uh

oh, five cents a share.

Oh, well, that would be $750.

That's right.

Oh, well, I never expected to come into

that much money all of a sudden.

Well, it's yours right now, madam. I have it with me.

Mm, I don't know.

I'm not sure I should.

Why not?

Mm, well, uh, it's dishonest.

I mean, the stock isn't worth anything.

Well, that's the risk we take, Mrs. Watson.

Well

it almost seems as though I'm cheating you.

But I'll sell.

We certainly admire your honesty and forthrightness.

Thank you very much.

And I hope neither of us will ever regret

this little business transaction.

Well, I'm sure I won't.

- And thank you, sir. - Good day, Mrs. Watson.

- Good day, Mrs. Watson. - Good day, gentlemen.

[Bart] Whoops, I forgot my hat, John. I'll be right back.'

Excuse me. I forgot my hat, Mrs. Watson.

Oh, you haven't changed, have you, Samantha love?

I had a feeling you wouldn't quite manage

to slip 600 back into my pocket.

- There's only three here. - Oh, Bart, I-I'm sorry.

But, you know, I had to count it so quickly

I couldn't let him notice, and I...

I-I guess I made a teensy mistake.

The other 300, Sam.

Mm-hmm.

Excuse me, sir, could you tell me if

Mr. Schaffer is in his downstairs office?

- Right now. - What? What was that?

I was wondering about Mr. Schaffer, is he

downstairs here or up in his private office?

Never in his downstairs office this time of the afternoon.

Too much noise around here. Much too much noise.

Saw him go out about, uh, ten minutes ago.

Oh, thank you very much.

The whole building must belong to the brokerage firm.

I thought they just had the bottom floor.

Oh, they do, Ralph rents this private office

just to get away from the confusion.

- Yes? - Is Mr. Schaffer in?

Uh, he's quite busy.

Would you tell him that Mr. Mansfield is here?

Mansfield! Come in, come in.

- Ralph, how are you? - How are you, Bartley?

- Mr. Bates. Mr. Schaffer. - How do you do, Mr. Schaffer?

How do you do, Mr. Bates?

Oh, uh, you can transcribe the rest of those notes downstairs

Ms. Fields, and have Ferris get that telegram

off to New York immediately.

Yes, Mr. Schaffer. And what about the Ogden deal?

Oh, I'll take care of that myself later.

Well, gentlemen, sit down, sit down.

What can I do for you? Cigar?

Ah. I've got some good news.

I managed to get hold of 15,000 shares

of Nevada Empress mining stock today.

Mansfield, wasn't that matter supposed to be

highly confidential?

Oh, I'm sorry, Ralph.

I, I didn't mention that Mr. Bates is my banker.

[Bart] Uh, naturally, I've confided in him.

- I see. - After all, Mr. Schaffer...

If you can't trust your banker, who can you trust?

Of course. But you understand, Mr. Bates.

If it ever got out that Mr. Mansfield's principals

are acquiring that stock, it'd go sky-high.

- You can see that, can't you? - Of course, of course.

Uh, may I see the certificates?

Yes.

Uh, very good.

Uh, very good.

Did you want a draft or cash?

Oh, I'll need cash. Heh-heh.

[Bart] There's one other person here in Denver who owns

some of the stock. In fact, he owns a 100,000 shares.

On dealings like this, cash makes all the difference.

Yes. Well, then...

Um...

One thousand.

Two thousand.

Three thousand.

Four thousand.

Five thousand.

Six thousand.

Seven thousand.

Eight thousand, nine thousand

ten thousand, eleven thousand

twelve thousand, thirteen thousand

fourteen thousand and fifteen thousand.

There you are, Bartley.

Thank you, Ralph.

Fifteen-thousand shares at a dollar a share.

[Jim] Fifteen-thousand dollars.

By the way, you didn't tell me

how much you had to pay for those shares.

if I told you that, Ralph

you wouldn't stay in the brokerage business.

- I couldn't have that, could I? - Oh-ho.

Glad you're able to get in on a good thing.

Well, gentlemen, I have a busy day ahead of me.

Nice to have met you, Mr. Bates.

My pleasure, sir.

I may see you sooner than you expect, Ralph.

With this 15,000, I might be able to pick up Callahan stock.

- Callahan? - Well...

He has the 100,000 shares.

The Callahan who owns the, uh, the Denver Plaza Hotel?

- The same. - Oh.

I wouldn't be too hopeful about him.

- Goodbye, Mr. Bates. - Goodbye.

- Goodbye, my friend Mansfield. - Thank you, Ralph.

I'd never believe it.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes

I'd never believe it.

Cindy, you gave rather a good performance, actually.

Thank you. Tell it to Gentleman Jack.

He's waiting for us across the street.

Jim.

You're about to earn that ten dollars, boy.

They're coming down the street in the rig.

Who is it?

Mr. Callahan.

What do you want?

Me name is Mike McComb, Mr. Callahan.

Speaking as one Irishman to another

I'm in need of a job. I thought you might--

As one Irishman to another, I'm not in need of any help.

And if I was, I wouldn't hire another Irishman.

And besides, me manager handles employment.

Now, you'll find the door opens just as easy from this side

as it did from the other. Good day, sir.

Oh, boy.

Could you tell me if Mr. Callahan is in today?

Uh, yes, sir, he is.

Well, in fact, that's him coming out

of his office right now.

Thank you.

- I beg your pardon. - Yes?

I wonder if we might speak to you, sir?

Sorry, I've got a supper appointment, got no time

to talk to anyone now.

Mr. Callahan.

What I have to say to you, sir

is a matter of great importance.

- How is that? - Uh...

I understand you're the owner of

a 100,000 shares of

Nevada Empress Mine stock.

Oh, you do, do you?

And where do you understand that from?

I'm a speculator. I make it my business to know these things.

And what else might you be knowing about me?

I know you're a good businessman, Mr. Cal--

If I were a good businessman, I wouldn't be holding

a 100,000 shares of that stock.

Then you'd be glad to hear I'm interested

in taking it off your hands.

Why? The stock's worthless.

- Isn't it? - Absolutely.

Then why would you be wanting to buy it

if it's worthless absolutely?

I told you, sir, I'm a speculator.

Buy up worthless stocks.

On the law of averages, some of them

eventually prove out.

How much would you be offering?

I was thinking of--

Five cents a share, Mr. Callahan.

[Bates] The stock isn't worth anything, you know?

Five cents a share. I'd paper me walls with the stuff first.

[Mike] And believe me, gentlemen, I got enough to do it.

I was thinking of offering you ten cents a share.

Mr. Callahan,15 cents?

I check my stocks regularly.

If I hadn't just today checked on that one

I'd think something happened to it.

I tell you what I'll do, gentlemen.

[Mike] You want that stock so bad, I'll sell it to you

for 30 cents a share.

Uh, well, I'm sorry, Mr. Callahan

that's out of the question.

Good. That settles that, doesn't it?

Uh, Mr. Callahan, I don't have enough money to buy

all your shares for 30 cents, but I can buy half.

- Fifteen-thousand dollars-- - I am sorry, it's all or none.

If you want the 100,000 shares

I'll sell 'em to you 30 cents a share.

But I'm not interested in selling just half.

How long will you keep that offer open?

Till the end of the week.

What are you going to do if you can't get the money

by the end of the week?

I'll have it.

Uh, the commission on the flour mill sale.

Plus, the commission they still owe me on another deal.

And I'll have more than enough.

Oh.

Go back to Sunny Acres, John

$14,250 closer to that million.

- Good evening, Mr. Bates. - Evening.

Anymore profound quotations for me?

Yeah, "You can fool all of the people some of the time

"and some of the people all of the time.

And those are very good odds." My old pappy said that.

- Who is that fellow, anyway? - Oh.

Every town has its odd character.

That one is ours. He's harmless.

- John. - One minute.

I just got a telegram. Bad news.

They haven't cancelled the stock order?

No, but they don't like the flour mill deal.

- They don't like the price. - Oh.

Well, that's no great tragedy.

Perhaps 75,000 was a bit generous.

Well, offer it to them for 60.

Well, that's fine, but it delays the commission.

I won't get the money to buy that stock.

Don't worry about it, Mansfield. Doesn't matter.

- Doesn't matter? - Not a bit.

Didn't you ever wonder how I happened to know

Nevada Empress stock was worthless?

- I-it's pretty well-known. - Not that well-known.

And I kept trying to remember how I knew.

And this morning I got it.

We had someone here for collateral five years ago.

"Ernest Plunkett, Nevada Empress Silver Mine

40,000 shares."

He has a little rundown farm southeast of town.

Um and we could probably pick up

his stock on consignment.

Pay him a few hundred dollars after we collect 40,000

from your friend Schaffer.

Sounds great.

Uh, it's real lucky, uh

finding 40,000 shares like that.

Yes, well, since I found them

we'll go into this on a 50-50 basis.

- Oh. - Well, let's get started.

- Where? - Oh, Plunkett's farm.

Oh. Uh, I'd like to change first, John. Stiff collar.

Uh, won't take but five or ten minutes.

But, Bartley, the...

Now back to "Maverick."

Yeah, now let me get this straight.

You're offering me cash, right now, for them shares?

No, no, no, Mr. Plunkett.

After I find a buyer, I will then give you the cash.

Maybe as much as a thousand dollars.

No cash right now?

It'll only be a day or two.

After all, if you can't trust your banker, who can you trust?

Um, darned if I know.

Sure is a pity about that stock.

- A pity? - Yeah, I ain't got it no more.

I give it to my granddaughter when she left for Californi.

Where in Californi? Uh, California?

Well, she's not there anymore.

She's, uh, moved up to Oregon somewheres.

I ain't heard from her for a couple of years.

Oh, say don't rush off, Mr. Bates!

Stay and have some blackberry wine!

We can still buy Callahan's shares.

- How? - You buy half, I'll buy half.

You'll still come out with $50,000 in cash.

And I don't mind telling you, you'll be winning

a loyal friend.

No. No, John, I don't think so.

I'd rather find some other way.

Maybe Callahan will extend the time.

You're being hoggish, Mansfield.

I was willing to share Plunkett's stock with you.

You don't mean you'd, you'd take advantage of my confidence?

I wouldn't have, but now that you're taking

this selfish attitude

I might even say greedy

I'm not so sure.

Looks like you're not giving me much choice

but to let you come in with me.

I wouldn't have put it that way myself

but I guess that's about it.

What about it, Mansfield?

I guess that's how it'll have to be.

Well, we might as well get on up to Denver right away.

That's the spirit.

You can come out now.

You did just fine, Mr. Plunkett. That's a $100 well-earned.

You're sure that that stock

I've got in the house ain't worth nothing?

You can try to sell it anytime you want.

My brother bought over a 100,000 shares

at less than the cost of having some printed.

Goodbye, Mr. Plunkett. Good luck.

Thank you.

Oh, by the way

you'd never seen any thousand dollars

from your friend Bates.

Oh, yeah! I believe you there, son.

[Mike] And two more for 10,000 each

makes 50,000 shares for the pair of you.

And now that that's over would you gentlemen join me for lunch?

This is the finest restaurant in Denver, and I can say that

with authority. I got two restaurants in me own hotel.

Well, thank you, Mr. Callahan.

But we won't be able to join you. You see, we have to--

What do you mean? I'm hungry.

Aren't you?

Uh, no. I-I'm not hungry.

And I do have to get back to the bank.

[Bates] I don't suppose you have to be with me for--

No, I guess I don't, come to think about it.

You go on ahead, at least one of us owes it to Mr. Callahan

to accept his invitation.

Oh, of course.

- Mr. Callahan. - Mm-hmm.

Maverick, me boy, did me heart good

to see him running for the bait.

And all the time thinking he's doing me

out of a fortune.

I'm sorry I can't stay for that lunch, Mike

but I've gotta get back to Sunny Acres before he does.

Now you get that 15,000 back to Dandy Jim for me.

And don't forget to thank him for the loan.

Glad to do it, laddie-buck.

I better show you where I put your horse.

Good.

I beg your pardon.

Is Mr. Schaffer in his office?

- Mr. Schaffer? - Yes, Mr. Schaffer.

Mr. Schaffer retired five years ago, sir.

- But Mr. Ferris is in. - Retired?

Mr. Schaffer is a young man.

Not more than 35.

Mr. Schaffer is 81.

Ralph W Schaffer?

Ralph W Schaffer.

Fifteen-thousand dollars.

He did it.

I'll let you know where to send my suitcase

just as soon as I get settled.

Thank you, Mr. Mansfield. And come again.

[Ben] Oh, Mr. Mansfield.

Excuse me for askin', but, uh, there's a rumor going around

that the old flour mill might open again. And I was wonderin--

- Are you Mr. Granville? - Yes, I am.

Well, I was planning to stop by your place

on my way out of town.

I don't have time to explain, but I'd suggest

you have a quick check made on the bank's funds.

You may find Mr. Bates guilty of a slight embezzlement.

About $15,000.

Fifteen th...

Mr. Mansfield, uh, did you ever meet Mr. Maverick?

I'm afraid I don't have time for it right now.

I'm in a bit of a hurry.

"Mystery in embezzlement by banker Bates.

"John Bates, faced with evidence of a $15,000 shortage

"today admitted embezzling the money

"but refused to state why he had embezzled it

"or what he had done with the missing bank funds.

"Mr. Ben Granville, who has resumed

"the presidency of the bank

was unable to shed any light on the mystery..."

Allow me, Mr. Maverick.

Thank you, sir.

Remember me, Mr. Maverick?

Henry Hibbs of "The Sunny Acres Sentinel."

I was wondering if you have any statement to make for us.

- A statement? - Yes, sir.

The stage coach agent that sold you the ticket...

Well, he says that you paid for your ticket

from a roll of bills that...

Uh, he declares it was at least

$15,000.

Well, alright, Henry, I'll give you a statement.

[Bret] I like Sunny Acres and I'm sorry to be leaving it.

But my business is finished here.

Bye, folks.

- Bye, Susan. - Goodbye, Bret.

- Mr. Granville. - Goodbye, Mr. Maverick.

Maverick.

You ain't leaving this town till you tell me

how you done it.

I didn't quite get this finished

but if you have anyone in jail

with time on his hands, well

maybe he can finish it for me.

Are you gonna answer my question?

Sheriff, it isn't often I can say this

but I feel like I'm leaving Sunny Acres

a a better place than I found it.

Ha!

[Bret] We have something really unusual

for you next time we meet.

And I manage to come out of it alive.

But not before I'm shot at.

Beaten, tied and left for dead

knifed and nearly drowned by

the unfriendliest pack of swamp brats

you've ever met.

- Where have you been? - Takin' a bath.

Hey.

We got a stranger here, daddy.

Nice catch today.

You've been hanging around Victoria?

I'll suffocate in here.

Had you rather we kill you fast?

You know, Oliver, you're the only man I know

who can win a debate by asking a question.

Hello, Ms. Victoria.

Mornin'.

- Morning. - Nice day.

Have you, by any chance, noticed that I am bound hand and foot?

I noticed.

I say he's a spy, set on ruining us.

I vote we get rid of him, quick and easy.

I second the motion.

But w-we ain't killers.

- It's him or us. - I second that.

Oh, hello, Ms. Victoria.

[Bret] Erin O'Brien, Arlene Howell and Edgar Buchanan

head a delightfully funny cast

that makes this story a memorable one.

It's an hour of fun and action you won't wanna miss.

Be sure to see "Island In The Swamp" next week.

♪ Who is the tall dark stranger there? Maverick is the name ♪

♪ Ridin' the trail to who-knows-where ♪

♪ Luck is his companion gamblin' is his game ♪

♪ Smooth as a handle on a gun Maverick is the name ♪

♪ Wild as a wind in Oregon blowin' up a canyon ♪

♪ Easier to tame ♪

♪ Riverboat ring your bell fare thee well Annabelle ♪

♪ Luck is the lady that he loves the best ♪

♪ Natchez to New Orleans livin' on jacks and queens ♪

♪ Maverick is a legend of the West ♪

♪ Riverboat ring your bell fare thee well Annabelle ♪

♪ Luck is the lady that he loves the best ♪

♪ Natchez to New Orleans livin' on jacks and queens ♪

♪ Maverick is a legend of the West ♪

♪ Maverick is a legend of the West ♪♪

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