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I'll put it to you plain ma'am.

Now, me and the boys here ain't what you call killers.

Killers do it just for fun, and we never killed nobody

except in the case of necessity.

But there is a heap of law looking for us

and we can't have anyone leaving here

who might tell 'em where we're at.

I'm afraid we'd need to kill anybody who tried.

Oh, but we couldn't possibly stay.

"Maverick."

Starring, James Garner and Jack Kelly.

Produced by Warner Brothers.

From the entertainment capital of the world.

Produced for television by Warner Brothers.

Well, Mr. Maverick's in. How about you, Mr. Maverick?

[Bret] My papi used to say

"When you're playing poker, don't trust anybody.

Not even your brother."

(Bart) What he really said was, "Especially, your brother."

I'll see it and raise you $200.

- That ain't money. - Oh, it's the same thing.

- Certified draft for $10,000. - It still ain't money.

We're not playing table stakes.

I'll accept the draft as security.

It's as good as gold. It better be.

I'm carrying one just like it.

You mind if I have a look at that thing?

Please.

Mm-hm. Doesn't seem to be nothing wrong with it.

It's a certified draft for $10,000 sure enough.

It's on the Gannett Express Company.

The Gannet Express Company!

What's funny about that?

How long you fellas been sitting here at this table?

Not very long.

Couldn't be more than five or six hours.

Well, if you'd have got up

and gone outside, say, about three hours ago

you would've known as much as the folks out there know.

The Gannet Express Company has gone busted.

- What? - Wiped out.

When?

Word come over the telegram.

The offices are closed

no more money is being paid out.

That's your...

You and your bright ideas. Too much cash to carry around.

You said that.

Ha, you win. Congratulations.

Now, now, now, settle down, folks. Settle down.

It'll be a few months, and then you'll all be paid off.

At what ratio? Two cents on the dollar?

Well, uh, maybe three.

My life savings were in that company.

- How much, partner? - Thirty-six dollars.

Let's sell this for that right now.

I'm gonna keep mine in memory.

Ten thousand?

- A piece? - Yes, ma'am.

If you'll excuse us, please

I think my brother is gonna be sick.

If he isn't, I am.

What are you thinking?

I've still got $30.

I was thinking I might split it with you and...

...then again, I might get back

in that poker game and run it up to a thousand.

Yeah, but what if you lose the 30?

You don't get the 15.

- But if you win the thousand? - You do get the 15.

Bret, sometimes, your heart runs away with your head.

Hello, again.

Bet you could stand to drink about now.

My grandmother sent me this all the way from Tennessee.

It's an old family cure for headaches.

Sour mash.

She made it with her own little feet.

No, thanks, I just had an apple.

Oh, it's a funny thing.

I have the bottle, but there aren't any glasses in my room.

Should I complain to the management?

I think you should. There are two in mine.

Well, that works out nicely.

None for me, please.

You don't like sour mash?

If I wanted another bad habit, I don't think that'd be it.

Oh.

Well, that sort of leaves me

without an excuse for being here.

Did you need one?

I suppose you think I'm forcing myself on you

and I am.

And if you think it's because of your money, it is.

You mean, you actually prefer paupers?

Oh, you're no pauper.

That certified draft for $10,000--

Oh, that? Well, I'm sorry, but that's all there was.

I know.

But suppose I could tell you

how you could get your money back?

Would you be grateful?

For $10,000?

There isn't that much gratitude.

Well, I'd settle for a thousand.

Cash.

I think you're serious.

About money? Grimly.

I don't know what you have in mind, ma'am

but you're speaking my language, "greed."

- Then we have a deal? - On one condition.

- That I won't go to jail. - Accepted.

Let's shake on it.

I have a better way.

My name is Jessamy Longacre.

My name is Bart.

Bart Maverick.

Some folks call me Jessie, some call me Amy.

I'll call you Jessie.

Now, how do I get my $10,000?

First, you've to buy horses and supplies

for a three-day trip.

Fine.

You can advance me the cash for that.

You mean, you don't even have enough money left

to finance a trip?

Well, it's been awfully nice talking to you.

You mean, the deal's off?

I'm afraid, you can't afford it.

And neither can I.

Yeah, but we sealed it with a kiss.

That breaks the seal.

I'm really awfully sorry, Bart. But business is business.

Goodnight.

Hello, again.

Bet you could stand a drink about now.

My name is Jessamy Longacre.

Mine's Bret. Bret Maverick.

Some folks call me Jessie, some call me Amy.

I'll just call you Amy.

Now, about that 10,000.

Well, first, you've to buy horses and supplies

for a three-day trip.

With what?

You mean, you're just as broke as your brother?

You mean, he's another partner?

Ex-partner. He couldn't finance the trip.

It takes money to make money.

Bret, I...

Jessie, couldn't you even wait till I borrowed the money?

From me? Forget it, I'm just another ex-partner.

I've just gotta make a deal with someone

or it'll be too late.

Then tell us. Bret and I have no secrets from each other.

That's right, we can find ways and means to finance the trip

but where are we going?

Well, I guess it really doesn't make any difference

which one of you gets his money

as long as I get mine.

What's wrong with both of us getting our money?

Sure, that way, you'll make twice as much.

But it's not that simple.

The little man who runs the Gannet Express office...

Well, we're what you might call friendly

and it seems that there's still one office

at the Gannet Express Company

that doesn't know it's out of business.

- What? - Where?

In Deadwood.

There isn't any telegraph line between here and there

because it's through Indian country.

So, my little man is on his way

up there right now by riverboat

to close that Deadwood office.

But a man on horseback riding very fast--

Or two men. We could both get there before he does.

Cash the drafts and then--

There's not enough there for both of you.

- Not enough? - How much is there?

Just a trifle over $11,000, the little man said.

Oh, I see.

Just enough to cash one draft.

Well, it really doesn't matter.

If they had $20,000 up there

I still wouldn't ride through Indian country to get it.

Yeah, we probably couldn't beat the riverboat there, anyway.

Do you mean to say, neither one of you is going to try it?

The odds are just a little too long.

We appreciate you thinking of us

but we better forget the whole thing.

Yeah, I'm gonna turn in. See you in the morning, Bret.

- Sure thing, Bart. - Goodnight, Jessie.

[Bret] A good night's sleep will do us both good.

[Bart] Yep.

But, Bret, you don't understand--

Goodnight, Amy.

I don't know.

I already got a watch.

Yeah, but, well, this one's solid gold.

It's worth lots more than a horse and saddle.

Not to you, I reckon.

But, uh...

...that's a pretty nice looking hat you got there.

Of course...

...what it really needs

is that little vest to set it off.

How do I look?

Like a very prosperous horse trader.

Well, I must say I did pretty well tonight.

That's the second horse and saddle I sold

in 20 minutes.

- Who got the first one? - Tall dark stranger.

Dressed pretty much like you was.

That's how come I already had a watch.

[Jessie] Going somewhere, partner?

Why, Jessie, I was just gonna look you up to say goodbye.

But it looks like you're going somewhere, too.

I thought I'd find you here.

I could shoot you right off that horse.

Can nobody would blame me

trying to run out on our deal like this.

But our deal still goes.

I can only afford the one horse.

If I get my money, I'll come right back with your share.

That won't be necessary. I'm going with you.

On one horse?

On one horse.

We're never gonna catch up with Bret this way, let alone pass.

Remember what I told you before we started?

Now, look, Jessie, it's a short walk back into town.

But I can still get to Deadwood first

if you'll only get off and wait for me.

Alright, stop here.

- Now, you're being sensible. - I think so.

- Get off. - Ge-get off?

- Me? - Yes.

You wouldn't really use that. We both know it.

Do we?

Only one of you can get there first, Bart

and Bret's ahead.

I intend to be there

and get my share when he cashes that draft.

Now, get off.

I'm really terribly sorry, Bart.

But...

I know, business is business.

Goodbye.

Now back to "Maverick."

Well that's what it shakes down to.

Twenty-four dollars and 50 cents apiece.

Losing two horses, getting Arthur killed

and bergie shot up that way.

Real nice day's work, Sundown.

- Twenty-four fifty! - You shut your mouth.

If Arthur hadn't gotten killed, I'd have killed him myself.

Started shooting before he even got the safe open.

Oh, nobody's blaming you, Sundown.

But how we gonna get out of here?

There's four of us and only three horses left.

And don't get no idea of waiting for me to die.

'Cause I ain't about to.

Oh, bergie, you reckon you're too ornery for that.

[Bret] By morning, I'd pushed my horse about as far as I dared.

I had to get a fresh one somewhere, but where?

You're right, Klotz.

We sure got to get us another horse somewhere.

But where?

[Bret] Howdy, gents.

Hello there.

Hello!

Hi how are you? Good to see ya.

Hey!

Stop jumping around and waving your hands

till I get a good look at you.

How long's it gonna take you to see I'm alone

on foot and just about lost?

You look to me like a road agent.

Without a horse?

You might have your horse stashed over there

behind them trees.

Yeah.

You might have a whole passel of road agents with ya.

Honest, I didn't even know this was a road.

- Now, how about a lift? - Alright, shifty.

Now, uh, just hand over your gun belt real careful

and I'll give you one more chance.

One more? What was the first?

I'd have blown your head off first time I set eyes on ya.

Alright, climb aboard.

Let's go, Sassafras. Come on.

Any place up ahead where I can get a horse?

Nope.

Only two places between here and Injun country.

Mine and the general store.

General store? Out here?

I didn't say the general store, I said the General's store.

General Hoyt Bosco, retired.

That's the last stopping place on the way to Deadwood.

And neither one of you has got an extra horse?

Both do.

But you said there wasn't any place I could get one.

Yeah, that's what I said, Shifty.

They ain't for sale.

Oh.

Why, Amy.

Ms. Longacre to you, Mr. Welsher.

Now, Amy, I didn't run out on you.

There wasn't any time to lose.

I could only afford the one horse, so I--

So, you would've come right back with my share, I know.

- What happened to the horse? - I was robbed.

- By who? - Robbers.

Well, we probably won't make it in time riding double

but climb on.

Let me get my boot on.

Bart's probably got a head start on us, anyway.

No, he's behind us.

I passed him last night, and he's on foot.

Well, don't tell me they robbed him too.

No. I did.

You sure must eat a lot of corn out at your place.

- Hogs do. - Oh.

Well, there's a funny thing.

I've been sitting here, sort of absent-minded

counting the rows of teeth on these ears of corn

and guess what?

Wouldn't be sure.

No, but three times running

I picked an ear with an even number of rows.

Ten, twelve and fourteen.

Well, don't that beat the Dutch.

It's really quite curious.

I'm very interested in mathematics.

You know, figures, percentages, that sort of thing.

Wonder what the odds would be against my picking another ear

with an even number of rows, say, fifty-to-one?

Couldn't say. Wouldn't if I could.

Oh, let's find out.

Suppose you pick the next one, just for fun.

Twelve again.

It's incredible.

Four times running.

Couldn't do it again.

What will you bet?

Tell me something, Shifty.

Does an ear of corn ever have an odd number of rows?

Nope.

[Bart] There's only one trail to Deadwood

and Bret and I were both on it.

But he was hours ahead.

My only hope was that Jessamy had caught up with him.

She'd slow anybody down.

If we don't start making better time in this

we might as well pull off to the side

and get ready to wave to Bart as he goes galloping by.

But I told you, he's on foot.

You have more faith in his simple manner than I have.

If there's a horse within a hundred miles

Bart's on it by now.

Bret.

Do I really see what I think I see?

- It can't be. - But it is.

[Jessie] There's a sign and everything.

[Bret] Now, who would open a store way out here?

[Jessie] "General Hoyt Bosco, retired."

No sign of life. Nothing.

[Jessie] That sounded like a horse.

[Bret] That was a horse. Round and back.

Hello! Open up.

- You got customers. - Oo-hoo!

We're closed up for the day, sir.

Uh, General Bosco? CSA?

Retired, sir.

Well, I hope we ain't interrupting anything, sir.

But we'd sure admire to do some business with you.

Oh.

Closed up, I said.

Try the Deadwood Mercantile Company.

Only two days ride over yonder.

But sir, sir. I was at Gettysburg.

On which side?

On the side of right.

You don't look like no Southern boy.

He's been feelin' poorly.

Oh, is that so?

Well, I reckon you won't be satisfied till you come in.

- So, come on in, come on in. - Thank you.

Now, you get down, Sergeant.

And now, sir, you may state your business briefly.

Well, General, I'll tell ya.

We find ourselves with only one horse

between the two of us.

And we have to be honest with you, sir.

We have no money and nothing to trade.

But we do have this.

We're on our way to Deadwood now to cash it in.

So, if you'll trust us with a horse and a saddle

we'll pay you three times what its worth

when we come back with the money, sir.

What in tunket is it?

Well, as you can see, sir, it's a, it's certified draft

for $10,000 drawn on the Gannet Express Company.

[Sundown] Now, how could we ever miss that?

Now, back to "Maverick."

I had tried to keep you all out of this.

May next time, you'll have the good sense

to listen to a superior officer.

Just hand over that piece of paper.

Oh what paper?

Oh, this? You don't want this.

It ain't worth anything is it?

- Uh, no. - Ten thousand, you said.

Well, I was lying.

Let's have it.

Well, no, really, I was just trying

to put one over on the General

now that we needed a horse so bad.

Just like I figured.

I can spot a Yankee with my eyes closed.

Hey, you can see that thing's worthless.

Looks good to me. Like you said, certified.

Haven't you heard the-the Gannet Express Company went bankrupt?

I ain't heard no such thing.

Of course, we have been a bit out of touch.

How do you do, ma'am?

That thing isn't worth the paper it's printed on.

So, why do you want it back?

Well, I...

No matter, I'll just hold on to it for a spell.

Ain't no hurry.

None of us is gonna be leaving here

for two or three days, anyway.

Oh, but we couldn't possibly stay.

Oh certainly not. We ought to be running along right now.

Oh, I'm sorry, folks, but that's how it's got to be.

You see, our friend, Mr. Berger...

...he went and got himself shot up pretty awful.

So we're all gonna stay real put

and just wait for old bergie to get better.

We can't stay here.

Well, I'll put it to you plain, ma'am.

See, me and the boys here

we ain't what you'd call killers.

Killers do it just for fun, now we never killed nobody

except in a case of necessity.

But there's a heap of law looking for us

and we can't have anyone leaving here

who might tell 'em where we're at.

I'm afraid we'd need to kill anybody who tried.

You'll probably kill us all anyway before you leave.

I ain't decided that, General.

I wouldn't go putting ideas in my head if I was you.

Or maybe you know something

about nursing a wounded man, ma'am?

We'd sure take it kindly if you'd look after bergie.

I wouldn't touch him with a stick.

Oh, we ain't snakes or horny toads, ma'am.

We got feelings, too.

We think a lot of bergie.

if he was to die, we might take to killing

just to let off steam.

I'll do what I can.

We thank you, ma'am.

Klotz.

Now, take a seat.

We'll let the General buy us a drink.

No, General. Not that bottle.

The good stuff. Back to the bar.

When you're in my place, sir, you'll drink what I serve.

Ain't you forgetting your Southern hospitality?

I said, the other bottle.

If you please, General.

Now then, no reason we can't be sociable, huh?

I don't like just waiting around, Sundown.

- Even for bergie. - You ought to be ashamed.

He didn't catch that bullet on purpose, you know.

I know, but something's always going wrong.

Our luck's due for change. You watch, Klotz.

When we hit Deadwood, things go off slicker than a greased pig.

Why, they ain't even got a safe in Stryker's Saloon.

Nothing but nice, naked money lying around

just everywhere you look.

Don't hardly sound decent, does it?

How's our boy doing, ma'am?

- Well, he's sleeping. - Good.

Would you like a little drink?

I'd like a little fresh air.

Well, we can find plenty of that outside.

Of course, I'd have to go along with you to help you look.

I thought you would.

Oh?

Any objections, Mr. Maverick?

No. None that I can back up.

You got a nice attitude.

Might even be a moonlight in that fresh air.

Who knows?

You watch the store, General.

Now, little lady

just close your eyes and breathe real deep.

Now, I didn't come out here to breathe.

I've got to talk to you.

About that no good man of yours?

Well, he's not my man. He's my business partner.

Ah? What sort of business might that be?

[Jessie] investments.

And he wasn't lying about the Gannet Express Company.

It has gone bankrupt.

And this piece of paper really ain't worth $10,000?

It is if you know how to use it.

Tell me how.

Not until you promise.

If you get your money, you'll let Bret and me go

and give me $1,000.

My, my, you have a head for business.

Yes, indeed.

Why not?

Nine thousand is better than none.

Shake on it?

We can do better than that.

My name is Jessamy Longacre.

Some folks call me Jessie.

Some call me Amy.

Reckon, I'll just call you Jessamy.

Darn if that don't call for another kiss.

No, Sundown, not now.

Bart?

Jessie, we got too many partners already.

Bart, I had to do something to get him out of here fast.

He's the leader, there are four of them.

One of them caught a bullet in a holdup.

They've been holding us here until he's able to travel.

I think they plan to kill us when they leave.

And they'll find out pretty quick

there's nothing to stop 'em now.

He died ten minutes ago.

[Klotz] Hey, Sundown, Bergie's dead!

- Hello, Bret. - Hello, Bart.

I guess you got the one inside, or you wouldn't be out here.

No, the General did. What about him?

Finished.

So is Sundown. His bullet got him.

Didn't get this, though.

It's been a right prideful pleasure

having you all visit with me.

Do drop in again.

Anytime you're in the neighborhood.

That we will, General.

- Thanks for everything. - Not at all.

Well, let's go.

Give Jessamy a hand up, will you, Bret?

- Bye. - Sure thing.

Goodbye.

[Bret] Wait for me.

Bart, wait up. Something's happened to Bret.

You think somebody could've cut his saddle cinch?

Bart!

Now, we better not wait for him.

He's liable to be quite a while.

Especially if all the saddle cinches have been cut.

Wait for me!

[Bart] Like it or not, we're gonna have

to give these horses a rest.

I've hardly had a chance to thank you

for practically saving my life.

We might even have time for that.

Bart, is that a coyote?

No.

Is it an Indian?

No, it isn't an Indian either.

What is it then?

It's Bret.

- Bret? - Yep.

But why would he be out there making noises like that?

'Cause he thinks I'm gonna go out there

to investigate the noises.

And while I'm gone, he's gonna come sneakin' in here

cut my saddle cinch and gallop off to Deadwood with you.

But that's ridiculous.

Why wouldn't he creep in here and pull a gun on you?

That's what I'd do.

That's not the way it works between Bret and me.

You see, Jessie, the one thing we don't do is kill each other.

He sounds awfully lonely out there.

You just forget about him

and let him howl.

He does a pretty fair imitation of that.

Sounds just like an Indian sounding like a coyote.

Bart, how can you be so sure it's not an Indian?

Because we're not in Indian country yet.

That's how.

Not in Indian country, huh?

I still can't understand it.

What I can't understand is why they didn't kill us?

Good morning, folks.

Seems like you two got yourselves

into a kettle of trouble.

Well, I'm sure if we put our heads together

we can work somethin' out.

Who are you?

Stryker's the name, ma'am...

...Harvey Stryker.

And you can come and go around here

anyway you please?

Oh, yeah.

Me and the Indians does business together.

I've been trading with them ever since the gold strike.

You see, I've got a saloon over in Deadwood.

I trade them whisky and tobacco

for hides and articles that they manufacture

like jewelry, and blankets and pottery.

Them men is mighty clever with the hands, you know.

I've noticed that.

That's fine.

Eh, you're such good friends with them

that you can just talk to 'em and get us out of this?

Well, we ain't such good friends.

It's a business arrangement. Like I said, we trade together.

That's why I'm here now. For trading.

And they figure that you might be worth something.

Now, are you?

We think so.

What I mean is, I'd have to put out considerable cash

or merchandise to buy you out of this.

Now, the problem is, how do I get my money back if I do?

Do have any assets? Any collateral?

Anything of value?

The ring there's pretty. Let me see that.

Take it.

Pretty little thing but that ain't hardly enough.

What else you got?

Tell me, Mr. Stryker, what happens to us

if you can't make a deal with them?

Well, let's put it this way.

They just don't like carrying a large inventory.

Alright, we do have something of value.

- It's in the lining of my hat. - In your hat?

This?

Ten thousand dollars. Certified.

That'll make it easier.

You won't be needing it all, will you?

We don't even think we are worth that much.

Rest assured, I'll make the best deal I can.

We're in no position to haggle

so just get out there and make the deal, huh?

Now, well, I can't make no deal with this.

Them Indians don't savvy a little piece of paper.

They savvy whisky, tobacco and guns.

But what I gotta do is to ride back to Deadwood

cash this in and ride back here again with some goods.

Or not ride back again at all.

Well, never mind, Stryker.

If we can't leave here right now with you

then just put that little piece of paper back in my hat

and forget it.

You know, it's funny but I don't feel

no compulsion to do that.

This don't mean beans to them Indians.

And it ain't gonna do you no good to keep it here.

And it certainly ain't gonna do me no good to leave it here.

It won't do you any harm to leave us here.

Well, none that I can think of.

Give me back my ring.

Well, you ain't gonna be needing it, ma'am.

You reckon it looks too sissified, huh?

If we ever get out of here, Stryker...

And that don't hardly seem likely.

Well, folks, I'm gonna bid you a fond adieu.

I'm sorry, but business is business.

Where have I heard that before?

Oh, shut up.

[Bret] Hey, wait up.

There's no need for that gun, mister.

I'll be the judge off that. Now what do want of me?

Well just the time of day and a little information.

What information?

Well I was wondering if you'd seen a man

and a woman on the trail?

They'd be traveling pretty fast.

I thought they might have passed you.

What do you wanna know for?

Well, I'm trying catch up with them.

I just wondered how far ahead they might be.

Alright, they passed me about an hour ago.

And like you said, they was riding fast.

Much obliged. Looks like I'll have to hurry.

You can put away the gun now.

You just ride on past, mister

'cause this gun ain't coming off of you

as long as I can see you.

And you remember, I could be seeing you

when you ain't seeing me.

I'll remember that.

By the way, you didn't give me the time of day.

But don't bother, I probably couldn't afford it.

Did you kill her to get this, mister?

What did you do with them?

Nothing, they gave me that

so's I can buy them back from the Indians.

You better explain that.

Well, the Indians have got 'em and they wanna trade for 'em.

So I was taking that draft into Deadwood, so to cash it

and I'd go back and bail 'em out.

That's why you took her ring, you expected to go back?

She wanted me to have that for what I was doing for 'em.

You got about $700 in cash in here.

That wasn't enough?

Just who are you?

My name's Stryker. I own the Stryker Saloon in Deadwood.

And I do some Indian trading too.

You don't believe it, you ask them.

They'll vouch for me.

Alright, Mr. Stryker...

...we'll go back and see your Indian friends.

We'll find out just how good a trader you are.

You're going the rest of the way alone.

You're gonna get 'em out, Stryker.

Well, what with?

Big Indian trader like you, a man of integrity

your word ought to be good enough.

It better be.

I'm keeping your mules

and your hides and your money and your guns.

You can have 'em back

when you come out with my brother and the girl.

I can see the whole village from up here.

I can see about everything that goes on.

if you're not back in half hour

you know what I'm gonna do?

Attack the village?

[Bret] No.

No, I'm gonna turn tail and run.

I'll be long gone

before your Indian friends can catch up.

Somewhere between here and Deadwood...

...maybe in Deadwood itself, I'll be waiting for you.

And I will be seeing you when you ain't seeing me.

Then I'll kill you.

It's as simple as that.

Here, I'll be back in a half hour.

Come on!

Hah!

Now, back to "Maverick."

That's nice work, Stryker.

You see what you can do when you really apply yourself?

Oh, Bret, how can we ever thank you?

I'll admit, you never looked so good to me before.

Well, I know just how you feel, Bart.

So, we'll forget how you cut those saddle cinches, huh?

That was all in fun. I'd split with you anyway, you know that.

Sure, you would.

So we may as well go the rest of the way together.

After all, what happened here proves we need each other.

Oh, I couldn't put it better myself.

Well, Mr. Stryker, there are your hides and mules.

And here's your money.

And here are your guns.

Oh, yes. Your bullets.

[Bret] When Bart understood how wrong he had been

there weren't any more delays.

[Bart] Once Bret realized how his greed had slowed us up

we made it to Deadwood in good time.

[Bret] We were ready to settle for 5,000 each.

[Jessie] Four thousand five hundred, each.

Ten thousand dollars apiece?

I'm terribly sorry

but we don't have that much money on hand.

How much do you have?

We'll cash one of the drafts now

and the other one later.

I'm afraid we couldn't do that either.

Actually, we only got about $87 in our safe.

Mr. Beasley, he's a big mining man

he cashed a draft yesterday and just about cleaned us out.

But don't worry, the stage coach

and the riverboat's due in any minute now

bringing our regular cash delivery.

That's why we're open so late.

We're waiting for the stage to get here.

As soon as it does

I'll be very happy to honor your drafts.

You say it'll be here soon?

No more than 20 minutes.

That's not very long to wait.

Why don't you have a drink

across the street at Stryker's Saloon?

And by the time you've had it, the stage ought to be here.

Yeah, uh, thank you.

Thanks a lot.

Amy, you stay here and watch for that stage coach.

Bart, come with me.

What are you thinking now?

I'm thinking you're awful lucky not to be an only child.

- Mr. Stryker. - Uh, Stryker's out of town.

I run this place when he ain't here.

Oh, that's too bad. We really wanted to see him.

It's very important.

Well, what is it? I'll tell him when he comes in.

Well, we have some information for him.

Valuable information.

So valuable, we think he'll be willing to pay to hear it.

A hundred dollars apiece.

What kind of information?

Well, we wouldn't want to say it

until we agree to a price.

How can I agree to a price when I don't know what it is?

Shall we tell him, Bart?

Yeah, he looks honest.

Alright, alright.

We just got in today from Grand Eel.

And we're were stopping out at General Bosco's place.

And we heard the Sundown Kid and his gang

were planning to rob this place.

- This place? - Yes, sir.

And that's your valuable information?

Oh, it certainly is.

To be forewarned is to be forearmed.

Well, that information ain't worth nothing.

Planning to rob a place

and doing it is two different things.

Well, you have to be sure.

- But, they meant to do it. - And probably tonight.

What if they don't? I'd have paid out $200

of Stryker's money for a bum steer.

Yeah. Well, he's got a point there.

Alright, if they don't try to rob this place

you don't owe us a cent.

But if they do try to rob it

we ought to be entitled to a measly 200

for saving you thousands.

It ain't my money, it's Stryker's.

But it's your duty to protect it.

Why, there must be thousands

laying right out here in the open.

More than 20.

You-you better gather up this money right now

and put it in your safe.

We ain't got a safe.

There must a safe some place in town.

Say...

...how about right across the street

that-that Gannet Express Company?

- Gannet Express Company? - Yeah.

Why should it take so long to put money into a safe?

They probably have to count it first.

Look!

He's stopping right across the street.

- Amy, do something. - Do what?

Go over there, Jessie. Stall. Stop 'em!

Wha...

Ms. Longacre, how did you get to Deadwood?

- A-ah! - Oh! Oh, she's fainted.

Oh, must have been the shock of seeing me here.

Uh-uh, driver, give me a hand, will ya?

Why, sure. Just hold her in Stryker's Saloon here.

- Well, I feel better now. - So do we.

Well, thanks, boys.

If things work out, you'll be rewarded.

Oh, we're sure of it.

Hey.

Here comes Mr. Stryker.

You can make your deal in person now.

Mr. Stryker.

Wait till you hear.

There, there.

She seems to be coming around now.

Oh, what two men?

Well, they were here a couple of minutes ago.

But don't worry, they'll be coming back for their money.

Couldn't be a crooked scheme, because what could anybody gain

by having us put our money in a safe?

They work with her!

Will somebody else please hold her?

I just got to get across the street and close that office.

What office?

The Gannet office, they've gone bankrupt.

- Bankrupt! - Yes.

You great lot, you are.

Two men, brothers they been here yet?

Oh, you must mean the Maverick brothers.

They cashed the drafts and left.

What'd you pay them with?

Well, fortunately, your manager just made a very large deposit

enough to cover both drafts.

- Both drafts? - Ten thousand each.

Oh!

Is there anything wrong?

[Bret] So, Brother Bart and I both got our money back after all.

[Bart] Just what we started with. Ten thousand apiece.

[Jessie] Nine thousand apiece. And two thousand for me.

After all, business is business.

[Bret] In our next, we bring you an adaptation

Richard Brinsley Sheridan's great play

"The Rivals."

And appearing with us is a new young star

Roger Moore.

Remember what papi used to say

"Early to bed and early to rise

is the curse of the working classes."

Thank you.

I think you ought to know this fella's cheating you.

Of course he is. It's his deal.

Was that gentleman nodding at you?

[Bart] I'm afraid he was.

Who is he?

A roving no-good Texas gambler.

His name is Maverick or something like that.

He, uh...

He's not society.

He's barely humanity.

I'm told you're Jack Vandergelt.

Yes.

Yes. And you're not Jack Vandergelt.

Because I went to school at Groton with Jack Vandergelt.

Of course, you did.

And you haven't changed a bit, have you?

I-I haven't?

If you're still here next week

and still being a good little millionaire

there'll be another thousand and so forth.

That should do something for your sturdy peasant pride.

What makes you think you can buy me?

Brilliant. Brilliant!

What?

Think of it.

What would happen if you just disappeared?

You mean, run away?

Leave that poor girl waiting at the church?

That's a pretty shabby thought.

Let's have a very quiet wedding,

[Bart] You'll enjoy Pat Crowley

as the love-struck leading lady.

Mr. Maverick.

Goodnight.

[Bret] I think you'll like the combination

of romance, comedy and intrigue in this.

Be sure to see it next, "The Rivals."

♪ 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 the handle on a gun ♪

♪ Maverick is the name ♪

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

♪ Easier to tame ♪

♪ Riverboat ring your bell ♪

♪ Fare thee well Annabel ♪

♪ 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 Annabel ♪

♪ 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 ♪♪