Maverick (1957–1962): Season 2, Episode 13 - The Spanish Dancer - full transcript

You have asked for an
answer and I have given it.

Now you will help me.

I won't help you fight a
war that's over and done.

Wasn't even yours to begin with.

You said you would help
me if I told you the truth.

I said I might.

I've decided not to.

[ELENA GRUNTS]

If you can spare a minute
from hating gringos...

try a little thinking. Try to
remember what I told you.

But if you can't and you last
long enough to buy that land...



you better have all the mirrors
taken off the walls before you move in.

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BART: These are the Sacramento
Mountains in New Mexico.

Not too many years ago,
they were in Old Mexico.

No, we didn't move
them. We just bought them.

[BOTH SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

[HORSE WHINNIES]

[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

Careful, I understand enough
Spanish to know when I'm being insulted.

That is a very strange
horse you ride, señor.

I don't need a good one
bad enough to steal it...

even one with a saddle,
so it's safe to put that away.



You are heading to
the mining camps?

- Are you?
- Yes.

We are going to River
Head Camp, señor.

That's the nicest thing
I've heard about the place.

I was bringing goods...

but I broke a wheel and had to
ride this noble, hard-boned beast.

Would you care to go on with us?

I couldn't have
said it better myself.

BART: River Head. The largest
of the New Mexico gold camps...

overflowing with gold-happy
prospectors all hoping to strike it rich.

Some of them will,
but most of them won't.

If I were a sporting man, I'd lay
my money on that auctioneer there...

his true calling being poker...

a noble profession a wise man
keeps hidden in a mining camp.

All right, there it is, a thing of
beauty, size seven and a half.

A big hat for a big head. Now,
who'll start the bidding at $25?

Gentlemen, $25.

Who are you trying to slick, mister? I
can buy that headpiece at Wilson's for 20.

- Is that a fact, sir?
- Sure as sin.

All right, gentlemen, do I hear
22.50? Twenty-two fifty, gentlemen.

I said 20.

Sold to the handsome haggler.

[ALL LAUGHING]

Step right up, sir, and
pour out your gold dust.

Hey. The sun's done it. I'm
addled. Hey, hey, lookie there.

- A woman.
- A female woman.

[MEN CHEERING]

Señores, I have
come to dance for you.

[MEN CHEERING]

[CHEERING AND APPLAUDING]

[GUITARIST PLAYING
FLAMENCO MUSIC]

Fine partner you are. You not
only don't bring back supplies...

but you ride into town with a bit
of fluff that runs off the customers.

When did you start worrying
about the customers?

What'd you do, trade the
wagon and supplies for her?

Of course, not a
bad trade at that.

Jack, remember I saw her first.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

You are very kind.

Worth every speck in my
poke. Let's see some more.

[CHEERING]

ELENA: There will be more later.

I will be here as
long as you want me.

[CHEERING]

She covers it pretty well.

Covers it?

She doesn't like
this one little bit.

We're gringos.

But she's obviously got something
in mind for us. I wonder what.

Señorita.

I'm John Wilson. I own the
only building in town here.

- You and me got some things to talk over.
- We have?

For certain.

A jewel like you
needs the right setting.

An elevated stage and
a roof over her head.

We'd do right well together.

The ones with the
real dust work in the

daytime. Can't dance
in the street at night.

You offer this roof
to me for nothing?

Don't you worry your pretty
little head about finances.

We'll settle on something.

What was that you said
about seeing her first?

[BART CHUCKLES]

[FLAMENCO MUSIC PLAYING]

Even the sellers
are buying tonight.

Must be 15 or 20 in here
I've never seen before.

Art lovers to a man.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUDING]

All right, boys, let's hear the silent
sound of gold dust being poured.

The young lady deserves
it. Now, what do you say?

[ALL CHEERING]

All right, and don't forget, there's
good whiskey, dice and poker till dawn.

Just name your game and spend fast, we
don't wanna throw the bartenders off pace.

[ALL LAUGHING]

All right, don't stop, boys,
paint that gold pan the right color.

[ALL LAUGHING]

Where you going, Red?

I'm just gonna make a
little donation to the señorita.

Just drop it in the pan.

[RED CHUCKLES]

I'm feeling real
generous tonight, I wanna

make sure I get credit
for my contribution.

Sorry, Red, the
back room's private.

RED: Since when?

Since it got to be her dressing
room. She wants it that way.

[RED CHUCKLES]

I, uh...

I think this will change her
mind, don't you, huh? Heh-heh.

[ALL CHATTERING]

Cigar, my friend.

Drop a good sized pinch of that in
the pan, put the rest of it in his pocket.

- You are pleased with business, señor?
- Never better.

You wouldn't have to dance to be
an attraction, but you dance real good.

Raul will bring the
gold dust in a moment.

Fine. But you and I got
something else to talk about.

Yes?

You've never been in a
gold camp like this, have you?

No.

It isn't like any other
place you've ever been in.

No, it is much more profitable.

That isn't what I mean.

A mining camp
like this is a jungle.

A woman like yourself needs
somebody to look out for her.

I can take care
of myself, señor.

I have done so since I was 10.

You're the only woman
in a town with no law.

You got any idea
what that means?

[DOOR OPENS]

Señorita.

ELENA: Bring it in, Raul.

Why don't you go out
front and enjoy yourself?

Drinks are on me.

[ELENA SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

[DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]

If you stay in River Head long
enough, somebody's gonna claim you.

That's how things are.

Somebody big and tough enough...

to stand up and say
you're his and make it stick.

When I take a man, he
will be of my own choice.

I hope you're not as
innocent as you sound.

You won't get a choice.

Then I will go on
to the next camp.

There isn't any next camp.

Not as good as this one.

We're business partners already,
and I'm respected in this town.

If I tell them you're my girl,
nobody's gonna bother you.

Nobody?

Your share, señor. One half.

Now if you will excuse me...

You didn't hear anything I said.

Let go of my arms.

I'm not hard to get along with.

I'll let the word out that you're
my girl, but it won't have to be true.

We can work out our problem
later, between ourselves.

We have no problem.

But perhaps you are
right, it should be said.

But we will wait until someone
does try to claim me, as you say...

before we do anything.

If I didn't know better, I'd think
you could take care of yourself.

[DOOR OPENS]

Señor Maverick.

Mister, you got the wrong door.

Sorry, I just dropped by to
pay my respects to an old friend.

I was just going to my tent.

- Would you be so kind?
- My pleasure.

[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

Good night, Mr. Wilson.

[PLAYING BALLAD]

[SINGING IN SPANISH]

[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

Uh, permit me to
introduce myself, señorita.

They call me
Gentleman Jack Darby.

Uh, as Mr. Maverick's employer, I
feel that I should warn you about...

Warn her about
yourself later, Darby. At

the moment, I'm seeing
the lady to her tent.

Uh, would you say that
I'm intruding, señorita?

I would not think of it.

Because she's so polite.

I'm afraid that I don't
know your name, señorita.

Elena Grande.

I will be quite safe now.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

[BART SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

Old friend, it'd be nice to have a
heart-to-heart talk, if you had one...

but since you haven't,
I'll just say stay away.

I'm gonna have enough
trouble with that saloon keeper.

I'll try, Bart, believe
me, I'll try hard...

but even now I see myself
going down to dismal defeat.

Hold on to the
thought, it's a good one.

Believe me, partner, if it were
anyone else, I'd step aside gladly.

But, uh, there's something
I've kept hidden from you.

I have a blind, unreasoning
passion for Latin women.

Whenever I see one, something
comes over me. I change.

I become deceitful,
cunning, unscrupulous.

- And then after you change?
- Maverick, you're not kind.

Let's get some sleep. We still have
to go after that wagon in the morning.

Sold.

[ALL LAUGHING]

And now, gentlemen, what am I
offered for this pair of rubber boots?

- Five dollars.
- Five?

Do you realize that
my partner and me rode

through 600 miles of
hostile Indian territory...

to bring these necessities
to you, gentlemen?

[LAUGHING]

- Ten dollars. BART: Oh,
now, this is good rubber.

It's pure Pará from the
jungles of South America.

And it'll stretch as...
Well, as far as John

Wilson stretches a
bottle of his whiskey.

[LAUGHING]

- Fifteen dollars, and not a penny more.
- Twenty.

Sold. Step up and
claim your bargain, sir.

That's it for today, boys.

Same time tomorrow for more
of these fantastic bargains.

Hey, how come you only
auction an hour a day?

That's simple, friend.

If we auctioned any more than this it
wouldn't be an auction, it'd be a store.

[LAUGHING]

Maybe you'd like to stay open to
take a bid on the whole wagonload.

Not afraid of a little competition, are
you? It's healthy for a growing community.

Five thousand for the lot.

- Now, that sounds almost tempting.
- There'd be a condition.

Oh.

Your next wagonload
you'll take farther upriver.

There's other camps.

Well, uh, we kind
of like it here, sir.

We thought we might parlay these two
wagons into the second building in town.

Well, I got started
myself with a wagon.

Then you can understand
our pioneer spirit.

There's more to it
than that, isn't there?

Well, as a matter of
fact there is, Mr. Wilson.

We've both fallen in love
with your Spanish dancer.

So you can see there's
just no point in talking a deal.

That makes it even
smarter for you to talk a deal.

Not you too?

Ain't that a crying shame.

Might be at that.

We'd better start playing poker
tonight, otherwise we'll be losing money.

Partner, I think we've
waited long enough.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUDING]

All right, boys, dig deep.

If we wanna keep her, we
gotta show her we like her.

[CHATTERING]

- Evening, gentlemen.
- Evening.

Ain't you boys ever
do any gambling?

Oh, now and then.

Got something for everybody
at Wilson's. Poker, maybe?

No, I don't think so.

Yeah, those, uh... Those
boys look pretty sharp.

Friendly poker game might take
your minds off your big romance.

Matter of fact, I might
even sit in myself.

- Oh, uh, we, uh...
- It's not our game.

Call.

Raise two.

It's too bad we're playing table
stakes. This hand could get interesting.

You wanna change the
rules, it's all right with me.

There's exactly 1400 there.

Heh, think that'll run the pot?

Can't call with talk.

And I'll raise you...

600.

I'll put up my Blue Rock
mine for a $5000 raise.

You can call with those goods
of yours, if you got the confidence.

[CHUCKLES]

The Blue Rock mine,
what makes it worth 5000?

I was taking 200 a week
out of it, ask anybody in camp.

MAN: Yeah, that's right.
- Sure was.

- You said "was."
- How come?

Got my men working
something better.

Taking over 400 a week
out of my Sweet Water claim.

But I guarantee plenty
of ore in the Blue Rock.

You prove there isn't
and I'll buy it back for 5000.

Jack...

if I call, you're in for half.

You're playing the cards, Bart.

Looks like you're
called, Mr. Wilson.

Hate to see grown
men cry. There it is.

Lovely set of diamonds.
Five, to be exact.

Uh. Heh.

A full house does
beat a flush, doesn't it?

Well, looks like you
got yourself a mine.

Let me get the papers made out.

By the way, you boys like trout?

[MEN LAUGHING]

- Morning, gentlemen.
- Morning.

We've been expecting you.

ELENA: Morning.
- Morning.

I did not want to disappoint Señor
Wilson. He wanted everyone to be here.

I wanted to turn the
mine over to you legal-like.

Some of the folks come
along to kind of wish you luck.

Follow me, gentlemen.

[LAUGHING]

[CHATTERING]

It's all yours, boys.
The Blue Rock mine. Ha!

[ALL LAUGHING]

Like I said, if you can prove the ore isn't
there, I'll give you the $5000 in cash.

If you'd had the best
hand and you'd taken

our goods against this
flooded mine, Wilson...

I'd have broken your back.

If I hadn't gotten to him first.

Well, you can, uh, try anytime.

But I didn't lie.

You put up $5000
to pump her dry...

and, uh, well, you've got a mine
that you can sell for about $5000.

[ALL LAUGHING]

ELENA: It is lovely, no?

And moonlight is lovely too.

But you didn't ask me
along to look at the scenery.

No, I did not.

John Wilson made fools
of you and your friend.

Everyone in camp is laughing.

Well, I know a
couple who aren't.

It would be very simple
to get back at him.

Would it?

Si. And make a profit
at the same time.

- You have some money, no?
- A little. That and a floating mine.

Which is worth
nothing the way it is.

If you agree to my proposition,
there will be much gold for both of us.

Say, you just hit
a very rich vein.

What's your proposition?

We build a cantina.

Sell whiskey, run
tables, I will dance.

If I leave Wilson's, the
men will leave Wilson's.

[CHUCKLING]

I thought I was the one that's
supposed to be mad at him.

Oh, I feel nothing toward
him, it is only business.

- Will you do it?
- I can't seem to think of a good reason.

Maybe you can come up with one.

The best, señor. Money.

Money can't buy you friends.

Money can't buy happiness,
money can't buy peace of mind.

Confederate money, that is.

You're joking with me.

And I want very
much to be serious.

Then let's be serious.

You want that canteen
pretty bad, don't you?

Why do you say this?

Because you didn't flinch.

Do the women usually
flinch when you kiss them?

No.

But you wanted to.

Señor?

Elena, love, your hatred for the
gringos is something beautiful to behold...

but what's behind it?

- Will you build the cantina?
- Why the vendetta?

- That is my business.
- You just asked me to join it.

And will you? The cantina
will make much money.

- You will build it, yes?
- I might.

If you answer my question first.
What happened? Why all the hate?

I do not hate gring...

Americanos.

You got it all wrong.

I know how you feel, I'm
just trying to find out why.

In fact, I insist.

All right, señor.

I will give you your answer.

My name is not Elena Grande.

It is Elena de Galindez.

You have heard the name?

I think I have.

At least I've heard of
the Galindez Rancho.

One of the big land grants.

Not the biggest, señor.
Only the most beautiful.

It was the home of my family.

That was a long time ago.

It was yesterday.

I was born there.

The only good years
of my life were there.

My father and my
brothers died there.

When the...

When the Americanos
came and took the land.

That was still a long time ago.

I don't know how you lost the
ranch, you probably don't either...

but it's just a little
piece of history now.

The land belonged to
the Indians once too.

That's just a
little more history.

My father was not
even buried on our land.

They put him in a little plot of ground
in a place he did not even know.

I stood before his grave and
swore I would live for only one thing:

To take money from the gringos.

To buy back our land.

To take my father and
my brothers home again.

How old were you then,
Elena? Ten? Eleven?

There will be much
money for you too.

Did you ever stop to think how long it'll
take you to get the money to buy that land?

Yes. Seven more years. Maybe
eight. But no more than that.

You're quite a girl.

But not even you could take
eight years of kicking your heels...

through a hundred filthy
mining camps and boom towns.

Not without ending up a
bitter, ugly, old harridan.

You have asked for an
answer and I have given it.

Now you will help me.

I won't help you fight a
war that's over and done.

Wasn't even yours to begin with.

You said you would help
me if I told you the truth.

I said I might.

I decided not to.

[ELENA GRUNTS]

I'd spare a minute
from hating gringos...

try a little thinking. Try to
remember what I told you.

But if you can't and you last
long enough to buy that land...

you better have all the mirrors
taken off the walls before you move in.

I got some good
news for you, chiquita.

The men are waiting,
and I am not ready.

They can wait for this.

You've been bringing a lot of extra
business into my place, you know that?

- I have?
- I decided virtue ought to be rewarded.

We're not gonna split your take
anymore. From tonight on, it's all yours.

Well... Guess I'd better
announce you to the house.

[MEN CHATTERING]

All right, you
gravel-diggers, quiet down!

Quiet!

Show some respect for our
little shimmy-dancer deluxe.

Quiet down, now! Loosen
up those poke strings

and prepare to be
generous to a fault.

You're about to be treated...

to the greatest little Spanish
cooch dance since Cleopatra.

I give you the first lady of
River Head Camp, Elena Grande.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUDING]

[GUITARIST PLAYING
FLAMENCO MUSIC]

[ALL CHEERING]

[ALL CHEERING AND APPLAUDING]

[CHATTERING LOUDLY]

- Don't let him do that to you!
- Stomp him dry!

MAN 1: That's a good one.
MAN 2: Hit him again, now.

- What are they fighting about?
- That girl.

I heard them both say they was
in love with her. Come on, Darby.

Punch him back.

Nobody does that
to me, Maverick.

Nobody!

- I'm unarmed, Jack.
JACK: Except for your mouth.

You called me a liar when I told you
Elena said she didn't want to see you.

Did you say it, or didn't you?

Yes, I said it.

Hear it, Maverick?

Now, you clear out.

You take half the goods and
the other wagon and pull out.

If you don't, I'll kill
you. You hear me?

And now, gentlemen, I have here
one of those new-fangled contraptions...

you've heard so much
about. A coal oil lamp.

[LAUGHING]

All right. Who'll
start the bidding?

- Five dollars.
- Yes, sir.

Now, you've all heard enough about
this lamp to know that if it works...

it'll burn brightly up to three
weeks on just one filling.

- Seven fifty.
- I don't guarantee that, however.

Now, you never can tell about
these new inventions, you know.

[LAUGHING]

- Ten!
- Now, don't get reckless, friend.

I want to be completely
honest with all of you.

I don't have any coal oil
to go along with this lamp.

Fifteen dollars.

What good is a coal oil
lamp without the oil? Heh-heh.

- Twenty.
- Twenty-five.

Matter of fact, I don't know if
there's any coal oil in the whole camp.

I don't think there is, Bart. I
think we drank it all last night.

[LAUGHING]

- Going once at 25.
MAN: Twenty-seven fifty.

- Twenty-seven fifty once.
- Thirty.

BART: Thirty dollars.
Do I hear another bid?

No! Sold to the reckless and
foolhardy gentleman for $30.

Just pour your dust
in the scale, friend,

and I sincerely hope
you don't read at night.

[LAUGHING]

Hey, auctioneer.
Where's your partner?

Well, I don't know, but you mean
my ex-partner. And now, gents...

We've been looking
for him for over an hour.

- Why?
- Because he disappeared, that's why.

Well, he probably left camp.

And left all his goods behind?

You aren't trying to
be funny, are you?

And what reason do we have?

Seeing as he told you to get out of
town if you didn't want to get killed...

that looks pretty odd, don't it?

[MURMURING]

Sure looks strange to me.

Why did that Darby fellow
up and leave anyhow?

He sure weren't scared none.

It's worth looking into, boys.

Mr. Wilson, I got
something you ought to hear.

All right, say it.

It's about the auctioneer. The
one that ain't around no more.

That's just what the
boys were talking about.

Well, it's no harm
in telling them.

I was walking by the dancer's tent,
heard her talking to that guitar player...

telling him she took a walk last
night, up toward the Blue Rock.

She seen a man dump
something into the mine.

- Something that looked like a body.
- She say who the man was?

Sure did. She said she
could see him real plain.

It was this Maverick fellow.

We got to look
into this right away.

These boys want to ask
you a question, chiquita.

You might as well tell the truth,
they already know the answer.

- Then why do they ask it?
- I heard you telling your guitar player...

you know what happened
to that auctioneer Darby.

You could not have
understood what I say to Raul.

I speak to him only in Spanish.

[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

He heard you telling
how you saw Maverick

throw a body down that
Blue Rock mine shaft.

- I did not say such a thing.
- She's calling me a liar. Listen, you...

Señores.

If you touch her, it'll be
my pleasure to kill you.

It's a scattergun you got there,
mister. Point it somewheres else.

RAUL: After you
señores have departed.

[GUNSHOT]

Leave him alone!
Unh! Leave him alone!

I heard what she told you about Maverick.
You going to try calling me a liar too?

You might as well
tell him, Pedro.

The name is Raul, señor,
and there is nothing... Unh!

What'd she tell you?
What'd she see?

- Wait!
- Well?

What will you do
to Señor Maverick?

Well, we only had three
hangings since this camp started.

All three of them
got tried first.

Tell them what
they want to know.

The señorita told me
she see Señor Maverick.

WILSON: Seen him do what?

Drop a body into the
Blue Rock mine shaft.

Yes, I did say it to Raul,
but I was not truly sure.

It could have been anyone.

Well, who else would it be?

He is the only one
that was mad at Darby.

That is why I was so
sure, but now I am not.

Maybe you just
don't want to be sure.

Are you Wilson's
woman or Maverick's?

I am nobody's woman!

You sure ain't helping
this trial much neither.

Step down.

[ALL MURMURING]

Maybe you better step
up here now, Maverick.

I reckon you know
how bad off you are.

You got anything
to say for yourself?

I got plenty to say.

I didn't kill him. I don't
even know if he's dead.

And neither do any of you.

[CHATTERING]

A man don't just up and run off leaving a
thousand dollars' worth of goods behind.

How would you feel if you hung me
and he came back for those goods?

JED: You ain't supposed to be
asking the questions, boy. I am.

I'd be foolish to
kill him, wouldn't I?

- Right after having a fight with him?
- You're still asking the questions.

Now, we ain't saying that
you done it premeditated.

Sometimes a fellow gets riled
up and kills without even thinking.

Why, it might even
have been an accident.

I didn't kill him.

[CHATTERING]

Jed.

Seems to me like the first thing we
got to do is prove there was a killing.

Like he says, maybe Darby ain't
dead at all. We don't have no body.

That's right. Ain't no body,
ain't no killing. That's the law.

You got a point there, boys.

Better to wait till we bring up
the body, and then hang him.

Well, the way I figure, we
can bend some pipe up...

and lower it down on a rope.

Then whatever's
there, we'll find it.

Now, hold on, wait a minute.

First thing, it wouldn't do
any good. Be a waste of time.

What are you talking
about, waste of time?

Maverick's smart, he wouldn't have
weighted that body and let it sink.

There's four laterals
running off that main shaft.

Body would have
floated into one of them.

You can drag all month
and not find a thing.

[ALL CHATTERING]

Now, I say hang him now.

[GAVEL BANGS]

Quiet down! Quiet down!

We ain't going to decide nothing
with everybody trying to talk at once.

Now, you got
anything more to say?

You bet I have.

I think Darby disappeared
just so this would happen.

That don't explain
what she seen.

She doesn't know
what she seen... Saw.

That's your opinion. You
got anything more to say?

[SIGHS]

No, I guess I don't.

You boys ready to
do some mulling?

MAN 1: Yes. MAN
2: Sure are, Jed.

All right. Everybody out
except me and the jury.

Keep a tight hold on him.

[GAVEL BANGS]

JED: Order.

Well, here's what we decided.

Now, it looks to us like
Maverick probably done a killing.

[ALL CHATTERING]

But we don't have no
body, and without it...

we don't figure we can
hang him. That's it flat out.

Now, wait a minute. You
can't turn him loose. He's guilty.

- Just as sure as we're all here.
- Maybe so...

but we ain't going to
hang a man on maybes.

Now, when Maverick said that Darby
could have done this out of spite...

- sort of set me thinking.
- Me too.

WILSON: She saw him dumping
the body into the Blue Rock.

You give me a few days,
and I'll prove he's a killer.

I'll get that body. I'll
hang it under your noses.

Well, how are we gonna do
that, Wilson? You said yourself...

I know what I said. Now, how about
it? Will you hold him for five days?

- But you know we ain't got no jail.
- I'll keep him right here in my saloon.

I'll feed him and I'll foot
the bill for guarding him.

I was willing to spend
$5000 to buy you out, mister.

I'll be even happier to
spend 5000 to bury you.

All right, you got yourself
a prisoner for five days.

Court's adjourned.

[CHATTERING]

Say, could you spare
one of those cigars?

- Here.
- Thanks.

- How's Wilson doing?
- Oh, it won't take much longer.

He's got 30 men and a mule
pump draining them shafts.

Half the town's at the Blue
Rock, see what they find.

You know, uh, I just
thought of something.

Yeah?

What if Wilson finds the body?
That still doesn't prove I did the killing.

Now, he seemed pretty anxious.

How do you know he
didn't put it there himself?

You're still trying, ain't you?

One thing for sure, if they do find
the body, going to be a double funeral.

[JED AND CHARLIE LAUGHING]

You better spread out, folks.

Old Wilson's coming up out of
there wild as a turpentine cat.

MAN 1: Did you find
the body, Charlie?

All we found down there was a sack
full of rocks and it had a big sign on it.

Well, what did it say?
What did the sign say?

We had a hard time making it
out, but you know what it said?

No, what did it say?
Jed, what did it say?

I'll tell you what it said.

It said, "This mine drained by
the courtesy of John Wilson."

[LAUGHING]

MAN 2: Leave him
alone. His hands are tied.

Hold it, Wilson. Shouldn't go to
hitting a man whose hands are tied.

[ALL YELLING]

Get him, Maverick.

MAN 3: Come on, Maverick.

MAN 4: Hit him.

- Come on, boy. Come on, boy.
- Take a hold of him, Maverick.

- Bring it to him, bring it to him.
- Hey. Hey, look.

- What's all the excitement?
MAN 5: We thought you were dead.

Yeah, we just about hung your partner.
Well, you boys sure pulled off a neat one.

Now, what gives you all an
idea like that? I just went hunting.

Hello, Maverick. Say, I got
myself a pretty good-sized buck.

Why don't we put it up for
auction, uh, at $5 a pound?

Jack, seeing that Mr. Wilson was
kind enough to drain the mine...

why don't we just
give up auctioneering?

Uh, folks, since the new partner in
the Blue Rock, Señorita de... Uh...

Grande, will no longer
be dancing for Mr. Wilson...

why don't we have a big party?

Barbecue deer and free whiskey
for everybody. What do you say?

[ALL CHEERING]

[ALL CHEERING]

[RAUL SINGING IN SPANISH]

We're going to have to keep
some of these boys sober.

We need them up
at the mine. Heh-heh.

[EXPLOSION]

[ALL YELLING]

[BOTH LAUGHING]

Oh, sorry I couldn't join the
party, folks. I had some work to do.

- You can't get away with
it, Wilson. MAN 1: It ain't fair.

Oh, I'm giving it back
just the way they got

it. And there's nothing
they can do about it.

You have no right.
This is our claim.

That's right, but the dam was
mine. I built it and I blew it up.

All you gotta do is build
yourself another dam.

- Of course, that will take quite a bit
of money. MAN 2: Hey, lookie here.

Hey, it's the real
thing. Real quartz.

[ALL CHEERING AND LAUGHING]

- Look at that. All the way through it.
- What is it?

It's pure quartz. The vein's a yard wide.
Now we really got something to celebrate.

Wilson! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

I always knew you were a good
fellow. Everybody back to the party!

We're giving away two
wagon loads of goods...

and having a blowout that may
last till the middle of next week!

What does it mean, quartz?

That's quartz gold. Our little claim
has suddenly changed into a big claim.

I could sell my part of it and have
enough money to buy Rancho Galindez?

No doubt about it.

I disappoint you, I know. I'm
sorry, but I will buy back the rancho.

- I must.
- Who's disappointed?

- Not me.
- No?

You see? You didn't flinch. And
what's more, you didn't want to.

Tell me, my very good friend.

What is a gringo?

[BART CHUCKLING]

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