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I'm givin' you exactly one minute

to come up with the rest of the money.

And what if we don't?

We'll still end up with 5,000.

You'll end up dead.

Can't you convince him

that we're not in this together?

What do you think I'm tryin' to do?

You know I've seen crooks before

but I've never seen nothin' like this.

We gotta get him to go in with us, Wooster.

Thirty seconds.

There is no other money.

- Ten seconds. - Tell him, sir. Tell him.

"Maverick."

Starring, Jack Kelly and Roger Moore.

Produced by Warner Brothers.

A Warner Brothers Television Production.

Uh, Mr. Murdock

do you suppose I might have an extra hour

of sleep in the morning?

The books were rather difficult to close.

No, Mr. Emerson.

Sleep is for the laggard, as you well know.

Aren't you forgetting our procedure?

You know how difficult it is for me to find the lock.

Oh! Oh, yes, of course.

- Tight as a tick. - Indeed it is.

The key, the key, Mr. Emerson.

Oh, I'm sorry, sir. I bumbled.

I beg your understanding, sir.

Oh, you are a bumbler, Mr. Emerson.

Perhaps I better try the door again, just to make sure?

You're right.

Tight as the doors of Hades.

Uh, Mr. Murdock, you dropped the key from your vest pocket.

Allow me, sir, just to make sure.

Thank you.

I'm expecting you to be on time to work tomorrow morning.

You were late today by just four minutes.

I assume you wish to continue to work for me?

Oh, yes, sir.

All set, Wooster?

Hold the horses.

Hey!

Where you been?

You were supposed to stay at the horses.

You ain't gettin' the willies, are ya?

Well, this is all so new to me.

What I don't understand is why you cut us in

in the first place.

Somebody had to open the safe.

You sure picked the right man.

Wooster will do it with his teeth.

That's why I waited.

I've waited five years to get even

with that skinflint Murdock.

Well, ain't you the one.

We'll divide the money up

in the alleyway back of the saloon.

You'll be out of town in ten minutes

and nobody will be the wiser.

Yeah, until tomorrow mornin'.

Oh, we got to get started. Here, hold the horses.

I thought you was just headin' for home, Mr. Murdock.

I was, Mr. Starrett

but I clean forgot some mortgage receipts

I left in my desk drawer.

Can't be too careful about leavin' money

around loose these days. No, siree.

Help! Help! My bank's being robbed. Help!

Let's move. We got enough.

Sheriff! Everybody! Help!

My bank's being robbed.

Stop! Drop that moneybag.

Come on!

Ace or high, it's your bet.

- Alright. - Down that way.

- Let's get 'em. - Two hundred dollars.

One, two, I raise you four.

You were to hold the horses.

Now, hold on to this. We'll be back for it.

[Starrett] Down this way.

Come on, let's go.

Look, I'm going after 'em.

You stay here and make sure they don't double back.

I'll take this horse.

Hey, fellas, somebody just lost a horse.

Look, I told you, go on home. Go on, clear the street.

You ain't gonna get your money back hangin' around here.

Say, sheriff, how much they get away with?

I don't know yet.

Where's Murdock?

At the bank, countin' up his money.

Forty-four hundred, forty-five hundred...

Ten, twenty, thirty.

Mr. Murdock?

Oh!

Mr. Starrett.

Well, I see you're still in business.

Oh, indeed. Praise the Lord!

We saved some of it.

How much?

Oh, $4530 and some change.

What'd they get away with?

Ten thousand.

Ten thousand!

Well, fortunately, nobody will lose a thing

except the bonding company.

Unless you catch the crooks.

Did you get a good look at them, Mr. Starrett?

Oh, nobody did.

How about you?

I'm afraid I can't help you either.

I don't wanna be presumptuous

but why aren't you out chasing them?

Well, I would've been if I hadn't fall...

Uh, if I hadn't been delayed.

Well, anyway, lookin' for 'em now

will be like lookin' for black ink in a belly of a cow.

They got 40 different directions to go in.

Uh, maybe I can pick up their trail by mornin'.

Ten thousand dollars.

A man couldn't earn that much in a lifetime, could he?

Only if he stole it, sir.

Well, let's be thankful that no one was hurt.

Hmm.

[Bart] Well, the idea is, I wanna leave

first thing in the morning.

So if you'll shoe the horse tonight.

Well, I ain't got my forge lit up.

Well, I'll pay you a little extra.

Well, how much?

Uh, three dollars.

That'll leave me enough for food and lodging.

I got cleaned out at the Sundown Club tonight.

Ha-ha, six dollars.

- Four-fifty. - Five and a quarter.

- Five. - You got a deal.

Well, I'll have to do without breakfast.

It's good for the weight.

Oh, hey! Uh, don't forget your toothbrush.

Thanks.

Room 205.

Thank you.

Now, back to "Maverick."

What are you doin' up on the hotel porch?

Aren't you taking chances coming back?

You could be recognized, you know.

Not in a dark alleyway, mister.

We came back for the money.

Where is it?

Where is it?

Who's there?

It's just me, sheriff.

Why, Myron, what're you doin' back here in the alleyway?

Who're you with?

Couple of gentlemen.

- Friends? - No.

I was telling them they couldn't

leave their horses in the street all night.

No offence, sheriff.

My pleasure.

Well, I guess you heard the bank was robbed.

Indeed, I did.

I was in bed when I heard the shooting.

I bet you were.

Well, you better get back there or Murdock will be draggin'

you into the bank to help him count what's left.

You fellas new in town, eh?

Yeah, just rode in.

Had a bank robbery, did you?

- Ten thousand dollars worth. - My, oh, my!

Didn't happen to see a couple of fellas ridin' outta here

like wild locomotives, did you?

Not a living soul.

[Wooster] You ain't figurin' it was us, are ya?

Well, now you don't mind, do you?

As long as you don't mind puttin' your hand

in dirty laundry.

Well, I guess I was just a little nervous.

Now, if you had ten thousand dollars

you wouldn't be here now, would you?

[Wooster] Well, you can say that again.

I'm tired, guess I'll be goin' home.

- 'Night, Myron. - Goodnight.

Night.

Ten thousand dollars.

They make quite a haul. Where is it?

That's the trouble.

I hid it in a man's saddlebag when the shooting started

but he doesn't know it.

- Who? - The man who's got it.

He went upstairs to his hotel room with the saddlebag.

What kind of trick you tryin' to pull?

Trick? I'm an honest man Mr. Wooster.

Yeah. Just like us, huh?

Then, you go upstairs and get the money.

- He's in room 205. - Mm-hmm.

- Tall man with dark hair. - Mm-hmm.

You're leadin' the way.

But I don't want to be known.

I'm not askin', I'm tellin' ya.

Move.

Oh, just in time, ain't we?

Just like Halloween. Trick-or-treat.

You didn't even have to wake me up.

- That's real funny. - I told you he had it.

We aren't goin to harm you, sir.'

We'll even give you something for your trouble

if you'll keep this under your hat.

We'll give him nothing. Count the money, McGaffy.

Gentlemen, I'm not the law.

Why don't you just take that money

and get outta here?

Well, now, that's real gracious of you.

A perfect host.

Please, Mr. Wooster, no gun play.

Shut up.

This joker here hired us for the bank job.

Now things got messed up a little bit

and you end up holdin' the cash.

Unlucky me, but what do you mean by hire?

I asked you to keep me out of this.

Why?

You didn't plan on staying in town

after you got your share of the loot.

I don't know now what I planned.

He's a teller down at Murdock's bank.

You sure got be careful who you hire these days now.

- Don't you? - Yeah.

Mr. Wooster, you didn't have

to tell him who I was.

Hey, this ain't all the money.

Just a little under $5,000.

According to the sheriff, we took ten.

- Now, where's the rest of it? - Now, fellas, fun is fun.

Take it and get outta here.

Anyway there's nothing wrong with stealing

just a little under $5,000.

Nothing?

Except you've got the other five.

You and Emerson.

I never saw this man before in my life.

You weasely little crook

first you hire us to do the dirty work

then you double cross us by taking in another partner.

Oh, no, no, you've got it all wrong.

Nobody puts money in a stranger's bag.

He's no stranger.

You and him had it all planned.

You'd get your hands on the money and slip it to him.

Then give us half of what we stole

when we come back for it.

You just didn't figure we'd hear how much we'd stolen

before we come back for our share and beat it.

You gotta be a fiction writer, Wooster.

You'd sell next to nothin'.

I'm givin' you exactly one minute

to come up with the rest of the money.

And what if we don't?

We'll still end up with 5,000.

You'll end up dead.

Can't you convince him

that we're not in this together?

What do you think I'm tryin' to do?

You know I've seen crooks before

but I've never seen nothing like this.

We oughta get him to go in with us, Wooster.

Thirty seconds.

There is no other money.

Ten seconds.

Tell him, sir, tell him.

What am I gonna tell him, Mr. Emerson?

Of course, we do have the money.

What are you talking about?

Now as my old pappy always taught me

don't play with strangers, the, uh...

...the friends you have are dangerous enough.

Now if you'll just follow me

I'll be happy to lead you to it.

You'll lead us where?

Well, as so happily put it, we did expect you to come back.

Now, you don't think that we'd have on us

what we stole from you.

- Now, do you? - Where you got it?

It's in somebody's front yard.

Now, I don't know the neighborhood well enough

to tell you exactly whose.

But if you let me put on my boots

I will be happy to take you there.

Why are you doing this?

My dear fellow, we lost.

What else can I say?

T-t-the boots are right there.

Put it on your horse.

We are going to divide, aren't we?

You're lucky we're gonna let you live.

Which way?

Umm...

Follow me.

Where's the sheriff's house?

Further into town, corner of Texas Street.

Well, I'm sorry, gentlemen. I've lost my way.

We're going in the wrong direction.

I'm a stranger in these parts, you'll just have to forgive me.

You pull a wing-ding on us

and you won't live long enough to know what hit ya.

Now where?

Well, it's, uh, well, it's right there.

Under that second row of cabbages.

It better be there.

Don't worry about it, Wooster. It's there.

I made a mistake, I wouldn't do a thing like that.

- I made a-- - Shut up.

He meant no harm, Mr. Wooster.

I hope you know what you're doing.

- You're making too much noise. - Shut up yourself and dig.

I ought to kill the both of ya right here and now.

You better first get your money, Mr. Wooster.

What are you two tryin' to pull? Stallin' for time?

I'm afraid you'll have to find that out for yourself.

You must be out of your mind.

There is no more money.

Bart! Stay where you are, all of ya.

Myron, what are you doin' on my place?

Say, haven't I seen you men before?

What is this? Why are you tearin' up my garden?

You loco or somethin'?

Now, that's why we're here, sheriff.

Uh, Mr. Emerson and I were just walkin'

to town a moment ago.

We saw these two digging here.

Alright, hand over your gun, fellas. Both of ya.

Well, come on!

- I'll take them, gentlemen. - That's a good idea, sir.

Alright now. Let's get this straight.

What is all this?

Well, I don't know, sheriff.

As I said, we were walking by.

You see, Mr. Emerson and I are old friends.

- Aren't we, sir? - Indeed, y-yes. Yes, indeed.

Well, that's well and good

but what's that got to do with all of this?

Alright, tell the sheriff.

Why were you diggin' in his vegetable garden?

Is it against the law for a man to hunt for food, mister?

It's against the law to trespass.

They said that the sheriff of a measly town like Ten Sleep

wouldn't have enough gumption to come out in the dark.

Unless he was backed up by a passel of posse men.

Scared, am I?

Alright, start walkin', both of ya.

- Walkin' where? - Jail.

Five days in jail will give you time enough

to learn who's the law in Ten Sleep.

Thank you kindly for lookin' after my property, Myron.

You too, sir. Thank you.

Alright, move.

I don't understand it. How come you didn't turn me in?

Well, I could have, I could have implicated

you with the others.

You think the sheriff would've taken the word

of a stranger against yours?

And it is your saddlebag on Mr. McGagffy's horse...

...with the money in it.

I took that into consideration.

Not that I would have involved you.

I'll do anything to repent my pass misdeeds.

I took that into consideration also.

Along with the fact

that there's a nice little reward.

- I'm gonna need you. - For what?

Help me get that reward.

Uh, if there was only $5,000 stolen from the bank

and, uh, it was 10,000 reported by the banker, Mr. Murdock.

Then it would seem to me that Mr. Murdock

robbed his own bank of $5,000.

Shall we walk to my room and talk?

Now, back to "Maverick."

Mr. Maverick, I'm worried.

They'll be out in five days

and they'll find me and kill me.

And all I want to do

is to put that money back into the bank.

That sounds a little odd, Mr. Emerson.

I've never really done a mean, dishonest thing in my life

until tonight.

Oh, if it hadn't been for Mr. Murdock.

Tell me about him.

Well, I hardly know where to begin.

You see, I was the one who started the bank.

I hired Mr. Murdock more as a partner

than an employee.

He was very good at the figures.

Five years ago

I made an indiscreet loan to a...

...get-rich-quick promoter.

It went bad and, uh...

...I tried to cover the loss by juggling the books.

Mr. Murdock caught it.

And when the bank examiners arrived

he made good the loss to keep me out of jail.

He required a high price for his investment.

Complete ownership of the... bank.

Mr. Maverick, he is the meanest, stingiest

money-grubbing human being on the face of God's Earth.

He's worked me so, sometimes I...

...I think I wish I could die.

You have no family?

None.

I was driven to this madness tonight

so I could recover a few dollars

and perhaps get away.

Perhaps, start new somewhere else.

I'm not a young man anymore, sir.

The few years I have left, I'd...

...like to be my own master again.

Life has its pitfalls, hasn't it, Mr. Emerson?

Indeed, it has. Now I'm ashamed of myself.

If I could just rise above this misadventure

I'd leave the town of Ten Sleep forever.

I've learnt my lesson, sir, I'm not cut-out for banking.

It's worth the appraisal.

And you, sir.

Murdock's even put you in jeopardy

to those two scoundrels.

They think you have what he stole.

Perhaps... perhaps, you better run away.

Run from those two for the rest of our lives?

No, Mr. Emerson, we will not run away.

Remember the reward when we catch those two crooks

and Mr. Murdock in the same bag.

But what about me? They'll drag me in with 'em.

Possession is nine-tenth of the law.

They have the money, you don't.

And who'll believe them after they're caught?

You, you have a plan to settle their account?

The loveliest plan in the world.

But I'm going to need you to help me.

How?

By filling me in on everything you know about Murdock

and above all, working in that bank.

And then, in three days time

with the help of a certain lady named Clover...

Clover?

A lady who is going to help extricate us from our troubles

with the Midas touch.

Bart!

Clover McCoy.

The sweetest voice this side of Dodge City.

You never were a good liar, were you?

You ran off on me because I sang

too early in the morning.

That is water under the bridge.

It's funny, I think about it a lot.

About us, I mean.

Me too.

- You are a liar, aren't you? - Oh, Clover.

Or didn't you know somebody shot old Franky

three years ago and left Clover as sad, but wise a widow.

I never could catch up to you to let you know either.

You never really tried.

No, I guess I didn't.

I never was much cut-out for asking favors.

And you never came back to pay your respects either.

Not that I wouldn't accept your respects.

Clover, you're still very beautiful.

And you have the heart of a tarantula.

See what the years have done?

I forgot you don't drink.

Why would anybody wanna shoot Franky?

He tried to pass off one of his homemade $20 bills

to a gentleman who lacked a sense of humor.

I always said he was a rotten counterfeiter.

- Jealous, darling? - No.

I think you're the only genuine thing

he ever hooked up with.

Then, perhaps, you'd like to take me out to dinner.

I'd rather talk about Franky. I'm in a bit of a hurry.

You mean in a bit of trouble, don't you?

Don't tell me you tried to pass an inside straight

with no money to back it up.

I trust old Franky left you with whatever he couldn't pass.

A trunk full.

I think it's fitting him properly

he tried to turn some of it into honest cash.

Don't pull my leg, Bart. I'm a poor working girl.

I'm a desperate man. Now, can we see that money?

"Work of art," he always said.

Yeah, hardly. But it'll have to do.

Do for what?

How soon can you get out of this flea trap?

Well, I can always say my mother's sick in Wichita.

We need three days.

Now is that worth 500 honest dollars to you?

Anything can happen in three days, can't it, Bart?

Uh, no promises, Clover. This is business.

When you change your mind, you can always whistle.

You know, I haven't whistled in years.

Try.

You didn't whistle.

Now, back to "Maverick."

Thank you, my good man.

Giddy up! Hyah!

Pardon me, sir.

- Good day. - How do you do?

I'm looking for Mr. Cyrus Murdock.

I believe he's president of the Ten Sleep Bank.

Taking his lunch to him right now, sir.

- Come with me. - Thank you.

- Did things work out? - Oh, just fine.

How are things stackin' up here?

Then you sent the sheriff that wire?

I did.

He left at dawn like a kid on a spree.

He left the deputy here to hold down jail

and watch Wooster and McGaffy.

Good.

He thinks he's going to Pleasantville

to be chief witness for the county judge.

You think of everything, don't you?

Oh, I could hardly have him around here to recognize me.

We are going to make it in time?

We've got to make it. Now, what about Murdock?

Did you dig up anything about any relatives?

He had no relatives.

He had a friend down in Australia

named Tim Carothers.

But he hasn't seen him in years.

Australia, huh? Alright, that's good enough.

A gentleman to see you, Mr. Murdock.

And here's your lunch, sir.

My card, sir.

- Is it a Bart Ma-vey-Rick? - Bart Maverick.

Of Maverick, Benson, and Blauvelt, attorneys at law.

Well, this is a far cry

from San Francisco, eh, Mr. Murdock?

Your lunch, sir.

I'll tell you when I'm hungry, Mr. Emerson.

Now, stop wasting time. Get onto the books.

I'm a very busy man, and very disturbed right now.

Yes, sir. I know. I saw the notice

of your robbery. My deepest sympathy.

[Murdock] Well, enough of that. What-what can I do for you?

Well, you can do nothing, Mr. Murdock.

It's what I can do for you.

I represent the estate

of the late Mr. Timothy Carothers

who died about a year ago in Perth, Australia.

Carothers?

Do you recount the name, sir?

- Vaguely. - Good.

Now, Mr. Carothers made a vast fortune in sheep.

And he lost a fortune in sheep.

As a matter of fact, on the day he died

he had a mere pittance of the huge fortune

that he had once acquired.

To be exact, $5,000.

For the past year, I've been searching

for his dear sweet wife

who shared all of his fortune and adversity.

Wife?

Uh, union of May and December.

It sadly ended in a separation a few years before he died.

There was never a divorce, however.

Well, I'm sorry, Mr. Maverick

uh, I can't do anything about this.

I'm not asking you to, Mr. Murdock.

Well, uh, I don't follow you.

It is not your prerogative, sir.

I have followed you.

Carothers' will so stated

that in the event no living heirs exist

to enjoy the fruits of his labor

this entire fortune would go to his old friend

Cyrus Murdock.

Oh, Mr. Maverick

I beg your pardon for being so rude.

Uh, Mr. Emerson, get off the books

and bring Mr. Maverick some lunch.

No lunch, thank you.

Well, where is the money now?

It's right here in my case.

Your case? Oh, my goodness!

Five thousand dollars in cool, crisp cash, Mr. Murdock.

Mr. Carothers stated he never believed in checks.

Yes, yes, of course.

Old Carothers. Always said that.

I was sure you'd remember, sir.

It was to be given to the recipient

in coin of the realm.

Yes, sir, coin of the realm!

Your humble ser...

My glasses!

Emerson, my glasses.

Uh, allow me, Mr. Emerson.

Oh, dear, I'm afraid I damaged them.

[Murdock] Oh, that's-that's perfectly alright.

I'll-I'll manage to get another pair in a few days.

Uh, the money, Mr. Maverick. The money.

You are so fortunate, sir.

Ha, $5,000, Mr. Emerson.

Five thousand dollars.

Uh, where are you, Mr. Maverick?

- Uh-uh, right here, sir. - Do I keep it now?

Well, and as much as you can't read

I suppose I can wait

until you get your spectacles repaired.

There are a few papers you'll have to sign

just a mere formality.

But, in the meantime, the money is yours.

Oh, a day, two days, at the most, I'll have my glasses.

It will be my pleasure to wait for you, sir.

I will be at my hotel.

Mr. Emerson.

- Mr. Emerson? - I'm right here, sir.

Such a windfall has come to me. Such luck!

Put this in the safe right now.

I-I-I'll count it when I get my glasses.

I'm afraid to put it in the safe, sir.

Afraid?

What if we have another robbery?

- Oh but I'm insured. - Yes, I know.

Why don't you put it in your personal account

in the Denver Bank?

Then, you'll know you have it.

Well, yes, yes, of course.

Why didn't I think of that myself?

Because I thought of it for you.

Now, if you'll sign this deposit slip

I'll package this and get it

to the stage depot right away, Mr. Murdock.

- McGaffy. - Yeah?

Come here.

Something's cockeyed.

You just figured that out, Wooster?

The $5,000 sitting here in this bag

and those two crooks walkin' over the rest.

I mean, they haven't walked out.

That shifty odd fellow that put us in here

just walked in the hotel.

[Wooster] There's the other one.

What do you make of it?

Another day and we'll be outta here.

Then we'll ask 'em.

Back to "Maverick."

Whoa!

And the money must be returned, Mr. Murdock.

But his wife

and after all these years, you said--

I had heard she died, sir.

Not died, Mr. Maverick, disappeared.

I'm sure you can understand, sir

what it means to make one's way

in the world as a seamstress.

A month ago, I read your announcement in the papers.

But it's a far ride from North Dakota

to San Francisco.

And by the time I arrived, you had gone.

I've travelled here under extreme hardship.

Poor dear Timothy.

Even though he never cared for me, I loved him dearly.

Something must be done, Mr. Murdock.

You keep out of this, Emerson.

Just return the money, sir

so this dear, sweet lady can have what is rightly hers.

Madam, for a such a...

...a beautiful lady as you are, I am deeply sorry.

The money, Mr. Murdock.

But first, we must do something for this lovely lady.

Oh, you're so kind.

- The money, sir. - I haven't got the money.

I sent it down to the bank in Denver.

We could raise it, Mr. Murdock.

Will you keep out of this, Emerson?

[Emerson] There's a few dollars.

I counted $4,719 from yesterday's deposits.

Nobody asked you, Emerson.

If you'd be so kind, sir

I'd appreciate it now.

I've hardly touched enough cash in the past few years

to hold body and soul together.

Of course, of course, my dear. Uh, Emerson, get the money.

Uh, perhaps, I could escort you to the hotel.

A lovely lady, alone in the world

could manage with a comforting companion.

Such lovely manners.

Uh, two lonely people could find solace

in each other's company.

I've looked so long for a nice, proper gentleman.

Especially someone with the ability

to-to manage her capital.

Then perhaps, this hasn't been all in vain.

Here's the money, Mr. Murdock.

Four thousand seven hundred and nineteen dollars.

My dear.

Would you hold this for me, Mr. Maverick?

I'm really quite excited.

Well, uh, until the papers are signed at my hotel.

May I escort you?

Such lovely manners.

Just watch the store, Emerson.

Now, to put it all together.

What are your plans?

Wooster and McGaffy will be getting out of

jail at nightfall.

7 o'clock to be exact.

And why exact?

Sheriff's orders for all prisoners.

Avoids giving them dinner.

You are a jewel, Mr. Emerson.

In that case, I'll have dinner first

and arrive at my hotel at 7:00

and wait for our friends.

They know I'm there. I saw to that.

You would.

Yeah, they'll come to settle their accounts.

Oh, what about me?

Oh, you'll come with the deputy and try to rescue me.

Splendid.

As I said, who would believe their story

against a lawyer of distinction

and a bank clerk of intrepid honesty?

What about Mr. Murdock?

Oh, I'm not quite finished with our Mr. Murdock.

- Until 7:00. - I'll be there.

Gentlemen, you got here early.

If you're here to talk business, let's get down to it.

McGaffy?

Wooster?

[Emerson] They're both quite dead, Mr. Maverick.

Quite dead.

You see, we've been waiting for you since 6:00.

6:00?

But you told me they were gonna get out of

jail at 7:00.

Well, I needed the hour

that's-that's why I lied to you.

The jail really closes at 6:00.

And you were so right

they came directly to your room.

I was waiting for them here with a... bottle of whisky.

I didn't have the money they wanted

so they goaded me while they drank my whisky.

They were going to kill us both, Mr. Maverick

but they wanted the money first.

Thirsty fellows.

You mean that y-y...

They didn't know that I'd spiked the whisky

with wolf bait.

But then, never has bad whisky

thwarted such uncultivated taste.

They died so quietly.

Well, what do you know?

Since there isn't any more whisky

I'll just take the money.

The whole $5,000.

But, Mr. Emerson...

Let us not dally, Mr. Maverick. Money.

Of course.

People never really knew me.

I planned to do away with Mr. Wooster

and Mr. McGaffy from the beginning.

But then, things got so fouled up

as you well know...

...that I had to play along with them.

You did quite well, I might add.

I would've been satisfied with the money we stole.

I guess I caught my greediness from Mr. Murdock.

Yes, but, uh...

...what about me, Mr. Emerson?

Mr. Maverick.

[Murdock] This is an outrage. An outrage!

Tyranny, that's what it is.

I don't care if you are a secret service agent.

I demand to see my attorney.

Oh, you can see him, sir.

But with the evidence against you

Blackstone wouldn't take the case.

I'm an honest man.

I don't know how that counterfeit money

got into my account.

Well, you have all of ten years to figure it out.

Now, let's go.

As the man says, let's go.

Three thousand dollars reward.

That's...

...$1,500 for you, and $1,500 for me.

The deal was for only $500.

You're gonna argue with me Clover?

Poor Mr. Murdock.

He wanted so much to take care of me and my money.

But when did you call in the treasury department, Bart?

As soon as Emerson told me

that he'd sent the counterfeit cash up to Denver.

Well, the bank has their money back

the law has Mr. Murdock

and we have a beautiful week ahead of us.

You forgot to whistle.

♪ 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 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 ♪♪