Maverick (1957–1962): Season 2, Episode 14 - Holiday at Hollow Rock - full transcript

Are you out of your mind, Bret?

No more than usual,
colonel. Why do you ask?

Look, you go to all this trouble to
convince me Silver King can't win...

now you're betting on him.

The minute you refused
to back Silver King...

they started offering
odds of 2-to-1 against him.

Now, I'd just naturally hate myself
for passing up those kind of odds.

ANNOUNCER: Maverick.

Starring James
Garner and Jack Kelly.

Produced by Warner Bros.

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BRET: Hollow Rock, Wyoming wasn't a town
you'd ordinarily go a long way to visit.

But a lot of people
overlooked this every July 4th.

Because on that holiday...

Hollow Rock put on the best
Quarter Horse race in the country.

[CROWD SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

Say, you're gonna end up
running the legs off this mare, Ted.

She can run to Laramie with three
legs, kick the mayor with her fourth.

- Don't forget.
- I know.

Rub her down and
put bran with her oats.

Come on, Molly.

Excuse me.

Is there a best hotel
in town or just a hotel?

- Stranger in Hollow Rock, huh?
- Just another city slicker.



- I'm Ted Blake.
- Bret Maverick.

Give me a minute.

Hi, Nora.

A girl's supposed to speak
to the man she's gonna marry.

That's true.

Wonderful girl.

Best hotel, The Palace,
block down on your left.

Thank you.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING
AND PIANO PLAYING]

Now, let's see.

You're high man, Mr. Maverick.

Well, well. Denver State Bank.

First I've seen around here.

I got a married
sister lives there.

I hear the town's still growing.

I didn't slow it down
any, Mr. Connors.

Fifty dollars?

Are you asking or betting?

Since you put it that way.

Your 50...

and up a hundred.

Your hundred and
raise a hundred.

I'll see that...

and up another hundred.

What's the matter, Mr. Maverick?

Your feet getting cold?

Call.

All right. Deal.

BRET: Would you mind
putting the deck on the table?

Now, just a minute, mister.

I've been dealing this way all
the time. What's bothering you?

BRET: Let's say
I'm superstitious.

What's the matter, Clyde?
He asking too much?

No. Fine with me.
I'm just a dealer here.

Now, slide off the top card.

And the next one.

That's your card.

My bet's a hundred.

Well, I, um...

I'll have to respect that ace...

so I'll just call.

BRET: I was just playing
my hand, Mr. Hendricks.

HENDRICKS: Well, I
sure thought I had you beat.

Let's break it up for
dinner, gents. It's afternoon.

CONNORS: Why not
wait till Fred takes over?

- I'm just beginning to warm up.
- Yeah. Why not?

Fred won't be in today.
Not feeling very well.

Besides, I'll be
back in an hour.

Hold a chair for me, boys. I think
this is gonna be one of my good days.

Well, how much did he cost us?

How was I gonna
know he'd pull a stunt?

You ever try to deal seconds
off a deck on the table?

Your business to spot these
card sharps beforehand.

I dealt three high hands to this
man Hendricks, all on heavy pots.

The stranger sits there,
doesn't open his mouth.

- How am I supposed to know...?
MAN: No point talking about it.

We lost a few hundred.

Long as nobody else
call, we can afford it.

This time. But let me
tell you something...

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Come in.

Well, Mr. Hendricks, here's $50.

You had a nice
job while it lasted.

Get your things
together and drift on.

Now, wait a minute. You said it
was a week's job for a hundred dollars.

This is only three days.
Besides, you got nobody else.

Better let us worry
about that. All right?

You said there'd be a
hundred dollars for me.

Now, it's not my fault if
one of the players got smart.

You got $50 for three days.

We'll give you another try at
it next time you drift through.

Now, look, I still think it
ought to be a hundred.

That was the deal.

You know, it would be too
bad if people in this town...

found out what kind of a
game you're running here.

That reminds me, Jesse...

that saddle bum somebody
dry-gulched last month...

what happened to
the roan he was riding?

One of the boys
around town bought it.

Hmm. Too bad.

Kind of had my
eye on that horse.

Want anything
else, Mr. Hendricks?

No, Mr. Carson. I'll be leaving.

I'd better get a good
start before it gets dark.

Oh, Hendricks.

Good luck.

Start looking for someone.

I don't want the house
seat empty this week.

I'll do that.

Oh, that stranger,
Maverick, said he'd be back.

Something about that
that I just don't like.

You waiting for me?

I'm sorry, mister,
that seat's taken.

He's a small man. He won't mind.

- Look, I don't mean to sound unfriendly...
- Clyde giving you any trouble, mister?

Oh, no, no. He's
just a little confused.

He insists this seat's taken.

Well, if he says there's
no more room, that ends it.

House rule says the
dealer runs the game.

Now, hold on a minute.

Jesse here owns a
share of this place.

Any time he tries to keep a man
out of the game, I'd like to know why.

I might tell you if it was
anyone but you, Blake.

Well, that's too bad.

Because I'd sure like to
know why he isn't welcome.

Never thought to ask before,
but this is an honest game, isn't it?

Well, all I know is that this man
gave the impression earlier...

that he thought
Clyde was cheating.

Anyone who thinks that,
we don't want playing.

As long as you're satisfied it's
a square game, you're welcome.

Thanks, sheriff. I'll
admit I was suspicious,

but you made me
see how wrong I was.

Glad to hear it.

Ante up, gentlemen.

Thirty-six hundred even.

Two hundred.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

I didn't get a chance
to say it before...

but thanks for helping
me get past the sheriff.

Glad to put a burr
under Carson's saddle.

Besides, watching you
play poker's a real education.

You don't need educating.

There are not many gamblers
who'll set a limit for themselves...

and stick to it, win or lose.

I'm no gambler, Mr. Maverick.
Never cared much for cards.

Besides, I work for a living.

This week, I got a
horse race to win.

I'm backing Molly with
every cent I get my hands on.

Well, the way Colonel Taylor
tells it, his horses never lose.

- You know the colonel?
- I met him in Denver.

Told me if I wasn't afraid of firecrackers,
drop by some Fourth, bet on a sure thing.

I never pass up a sure thing.

Well, I hate to disappoint
you, Mr. Maverick...

but you picked the wrong Fourth.

- Good night.
- Good night.

That's it.

[DOOR SLAMS]

Morning, Mr. Maverick.
Something on your mind?

Yeah.

I dropped by here about 2:00
this morning and nobody around.

I guess you're used
to these big-city jails.

We close up around midnight.

What happened to your face?

It got hit, sheriff.
That's why I'm here.

Afraid some of you big-city boys just
naturally rub people the wrong way.

You go getting into fights,
there's not much I can do.

Let's say two men jumped me in my own
room and worked me over pretty good...

with their fists
and their boots...

and take $4270 of my money, you
think you can do something about that?

Well, I can sure try.

Don't like things like that
happening in Hollow Rock.

These men, what'd
they look like?

Well, one of them
was about 6"1'.

Medium build.

Brown hair and blue eyes, and
I'd say he wasn't married, sheriff.

Sounds like you're
talking about me, mister.

Are you married?

No. I don't see what
that's got to do with it.

When you've got a wife, you
have her sew this on, will you?

That's a hard head you've
got there, Mr. Maverick.

That seems to be locked.

It's locked.

You're in jail.

Aren't you a little mixed up,
sheriff? I'm the one who was robbed.

Assaulting a peace officer in
this town gets you put behind bars.

Well, what do you get
for robbing somebody?

A deputy star?

I checked on Swain personally.

His alibi's backed up
by two reputable citizens.

If you're looking for your
possessions, they're in my desk.

For safekeeping.

Including my thousand dollar
bill that your boys didn't...

Pardon me. Those
thieves didn't find.

That's in there too.

Fine. You can take
my bail out of that.

No bail, Mr. Maverick.

No judge, no jury, no bail.

Assaulting a peace
officer, one week in jail.

Unless, of course, you
don't behave yourself.

That could run it up to 30 days.

Sheriff, I know this town is
a part of the United States.

You celebrate Independence Day.

Everybody gets along
fine in Hollow Rock.

It's just the troublemakers
who get into trouble.

Now, maybe you'd like to file a complaint
with the town council, for instance.

No thanks.

As my old pappy
used to tell me...

he said, "Never play in a rigged
game unless you rig it yourself."

I'm real relieved to find out you're
a sensible man, Mr. Maverick.

- For a while there, I...
- Well, I don't know.

Usually, if I can't win at one game, I
manage to come up with another one.

Do I hear a threat in that?

Well, I'm surprised at you, sheriff.
After all, you did call me a sensible man.

[DOOR OPENS]

Good morning, Jesse.

Good morning, colonel.
Been expecting you.

Yeah, I hear you got one
of my boys behind bars.

He's sobered up
and full of apologies.

How's that pretty
daughter of yours?

Fine, I guess. At least I
haven't heard her complaining.

This the best hotel
you could find, Billy?

I got a little sick
last night, colonel.

Something I ate.

Just goes to prove one thing.

Man shouldn't eat
when he's drinking.

Morning, Colonel Taylor.

Bret Maverick. You old son of...

- Hey, what are you doing in there?
- Claimed Ira Swain robbed him.

Had to lock him up for assault.

Pardon us a minute,
Bret. Now, don't go away.

Look, I know this man, Jesse.

Met him last winter at Silver
Dollar Tabor's home. Denver.

He's a personal friend of
Tabor's, and it so happens, of mine.

If he accused your deputy,
he must've had a good reason.

Take my word for
it, colonel, he didn't.

Well, then, he made
an honest mistake.

Can't lock a man up for that.

He tried to take Swain's head off.
Mine too. Right here in the office.

Don't sound like
Maverick at all.

Want me to let him out, colonel?

I don't mean to interfere
with your duty, Jesse.

I'm sure you acted
as you thought right.

- But this man is...
- Long as you'll vouch for him.

We won't detain you.

You can thank the colonel.

My things?

Make sure it's all there.

Of course it's
all here, sheriff.

But since you insist...

A stopwatch.

You sure came prepared.

Not many of these around.

You don't really
need it, though.

Like I told you, my
horses always win.

The only time I'm real careful, colonel,
is when I'm betting on a sure thing.

Oh, uh...

- That money that was taken from me...
- I'll look into it personally.

Man couldn't ask for any
more than that, sheriff.

I'd be willing to bet I get
every penny of it back.

- See you, sheriff.
- Anytime.

That's hard to believe, colonel.

Told you.

Not a pony in this state
can touch Silver King.

I'm surprised you
let me time him.

If this gets out, nobody's
gonna bet against you.

It's no secret. Folks
around here don't hold

with science when it
comes to horseracing.

Do their betting on
impulse and sentiment.

Dad likes sure
things, Mr. Maverick.

I can't understand that.

COLONEL: Climb down, Jesse.
You're just in time for supper.

Sure like to, but there's been
a shooting at the Bar Seven.

I'll be late getting back.

Wanted to make sure you'll have
that dress finished by tomorrow.

Just naturally hate dancing
with a girl wearing jeans.

- You don't have to worry about that.
- I'll come by around 7.

That's Jesse for you.

Never misses a trick.

You don't think he just
happened by, do you?

Not Jesse.

He's making sure a good-looking
fella like you doesn't get any big ideas...

where Nora's concerned.

That kind of caution is what
makes him a good man in his job.

You're a fine judge
of horses, colonel.

And a good judge of
men. Or don't you think so?

Well, as my old
pappy used to say:

"If you haven't got something nice to
say, it's time you change the subject."

But in the case of your sheriff,
I'll just have to make an exception.

I couldn't accept your hospitality without
letting you know how I feel about him.

Go right ahead, Mr. Maverick.

Well, he's not what you'd
call an honorable man.

He's a crook, a
cheat and a liar.

And If I knew where I kept his
money, I'd find what I lost last night.

I can't believe that.

I've seen a lot of Jesse. He's never
given me any reason to mistrust him.

I'd be disappointed
in him if he had.

He's a crook, not a fool.

Look, your being mad at Jesse's
only natural seeing he threw you in jail.

But you're wrong
about him, Bret.

Jesse's a hard man, sure, but
that don't mean he's not honest.

I felt I had to let you
know where I stand.

COLONEL: Fair enough.

CHUCK: Excuse me, colonel,
but when you get a chance...

I wish you'd look at that new filly
we bought. She's not acting right.

All right, Chuck. I'll
meet you at the house.

Miss Taylor?

Don't you like my
first name? I do.

Nora.

There's a reason why I never
ask a pretty girl a personal question.

It gives you a chance to say,
"It's none of your business."

I have such tender feelings.

You want to ask me
a personal question?

Yeah.

I met a young fellow in town.

Nice enough and reasonably
intelligent, I thought.

Ted Blake.

He seems to have picked
up the idea somewhere...

he's gonna be the
colonel's son-in-law.

Would you say he's wrong?

That is a personal question.

I know. I wouldn't have asked
if I didn't have a strong reason.

I'm sorry, it really is none of
your business, Mr. Maverick.

You know, I wonder how the colonel
would feel having me for a son-in-law.

Hello, Molly.

Hey, you Molly girl.

Gonna give you a rub. Huh? Huh?

That's a baby. Gonna
make you nice and shiny.

- Evening.
- Hi, Ted.

Anyway, you'll have the
neatest horse in the race.

You hear that, Molly girl? Huh?

I watched Silver
King work out today.

Molly's gonna have
to go some to beat him.

You were out there at the ranch?

BRET: That's right.

Then you met Nora.

BRET: Yup.

Well, if that's all you can say,
you must be older than I thought.

Well, I did ask her to marry me.

[CHUCKLES]

Well, that's more like it.

Only she's gonna marry me.

Right after Molly
wins that race.

You that sure of winning?

Sure enough to bet every
dollar I can get my hands on.

You mind if I watch
Molly work out tomorrow?

- Don't mind at all.
- Fine.

[STOPWATCH CLICKS]

Well?

Oh, she's a fast horse.

Only that stopwatch says the
colonel's horse is faster. That it?

That's it.

That doesn't surprise me none.

I never thought Molly
was the fastest pony alive.

Well, you're backing
her like she was.

Right up to your chances
of getting married.

And you claim
you're not a gambler.

Well, when you gotta do
something, you don't call it gambling.

I don't marry anybody
on cowhand wages.

I need money to
buy my own spread.

This is the only way I
know to go about getting it.

I think Nora would marry
me right now if I asked her.

But I'm not gonna ask
her till I know it's right.

Molly just doesn't run
her best till she's in a race.

Just can't stand to see
another horse's heels.

Maybe you better
explain that to Silver King.

[CHUCKLES]

I'll let Molly do that.

Right after the race.

BRET: I had the way now.

How to even the score
with my friend Sheriff Carson.

The whole town knew
what the sheriff wanted:

the colonel's daughter
and the colonel's money.

Fighting somebody's a lot easier
when you can feel noble about it.

Keeping Carson out
of the Taylor family...

was just about as noble as you
could get and not grow wings.

My plan could mean taking
advantage of the colonel's trust.

In fact, if you looked real close,
it might even seem dishonest.

But I could always tell myself I
was doing it for three other people.

I might even end
up believing it.

But don't take that 26 seconds too
serious, Mr. Maverick. Excuse me.

Thought I'd save you the
trouble of hunting for me.

- I had no intention of...
- You get prettier every time I see you.

Aren't you taking
quite a chance?

For all you know, Dad
may be in town with me.

I don't know what you're so
sore about. Or maybe I do.

Maybe I'm supposed to come to the
ranch, kick in the door, carry you off.

Dad might have more
respect for you if you did.

I'm not after his respect.

It's you I want.

I show up out there and 10 ranch hands
ride me off on a rail just like he said.

And so you give up?

Who said anything
about giving up?

Everything's gonna work
out the way I told you it would.

- Another couple of days. That's all.
- I know. The race.

I have to leave, Ted.

Sure.

I'll be looking for you, Nora.

Right after the race.

I won't be hard to find.

Goodbye, Ted. Hah.

BRET: I was beginning
to think you'd overslept.

- It's almost 5 a.m. MAN:
Did you go to bed last night?

I just thought you and
me could have a talk.

Anything special?

Yeah. I wanted to
ask you a question.

What's the usual time of day Ted
Blake takes that mare of his out?

Well, takes her out twice.

First time 10, 10:30.

No earlier than that. Why?

Just wanted to borrow
the horse for a few hours.

- Without the boy knowing?
- No need for him to know.

No, siree.

No. Are you trying
to get me killed?

Anything happened to that
horse, he'd nail my hide to that door.

Nothing's gonna happen to her. It's
just a small confidential experiment.

I'd guarantee to have
the horse back by 10:00.

- What kind of experiment?
- A timer, that's all.

- Huh?
- Here. With this.

[STOPWATCH CLICKS TWICE]

Oh. That.

Well, all right.

Twenty-one seconds
flat. I don't believe it.

That's the same as
I clocked, colonel.

That's four seconds better
than Silver King ever did it.

I reckon I could lose
that race after all.

Never thought it could happen.

She's a sweet hunk of
horse, Colonel Taylor.

Now, forget you rode her,
Chuck. You understand?

Whatever you say, sir.

Do you think Blake has any
idea just how good this horse is?

He knows she's fast, but I don't
think he knows she's that fast.

Hey, you passed
up a good thing, Bret.

I'd have backed Silver King
for every cent you'd wanna bet.

I'm giving you odds.

I'm fond of money, but not
enough to steal it from my friends.

Unless I'm real hungry.

In that case, I insist
you stay to lunch.

I gotta get that horse back
before Blake shows up.

Yeah.

Hey, why don't you try buying
Blake's horse before the race?

- I was thinking of that.
- I figured you were.

See you, colonel.

- I made some coffee for you, Dad.
- Oh, thank you, Nora.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Hello, Blake. Come in.

You sent for me, colonel?

Have a seat.

Might as well get
right to the point.

I wanna buy your mare.

Molly's not for sale, colonel.

Well, at least we can talk
about it. No harm in that.

I don't have to tell you how
interested I am in good Quarter Horses.

I've been hearing some
good reports about your mare.

Figured you might be
willing to sell her for top price.

I'll pay 2500.

It's my first offer and my
last. I don't believe in dickering.

Twenty-five hundred's what they pay
the winning horse tomorrow, colonel.

I figure Molly's just fast
enough to take it for me.

Silver King's the better
horse and you know it.

Besides, there's a small
matter of picking up the flag.

And I think you know Chuck
Sheldon is the best rider in the race.

I'm gonna try to
make him second best.

If that's all, colonel,
I'll be running along.

Hold it a minute.

Five thousand.

Aren't you taking a
big chance, colonel?

Five thousand will
buy a pretty fair spread.

And that's all I need to
ask Nora to marry me.

You don't need a dime
to ask Nora to marry you.

She'd say no just as
quick if you had a million.

She ever tell you she'd say no?

Never dreamed of asking her.

You see, I trust my
daughter's judgment.

I'm glad to hear it, colonel.

Because she's gonna marry me.

Only I'm not gonna sell
my horse to get the money.

I wasn't real sure
Molly could win till now.

You wanting to buy her
is proof enough for me.

I'm mighty obliged to you, sir.

That's your last word?

I reckon so, colonel.

NORA: Ted?

I don't know how to tell
you how ashamed I am.

I was so sure you
were afraid of him.

Well, I'm sure glad we finally
got that straightened out.

Now, about getting married...

Whenever you say, Ted.

Let's see now.

I should be getting that prize
money about 3 tomorrow, then about...

So it still depends
on that race?

Sure it does. Nothing's changed.

And if you don't win? Am I
supposed to wait till next year?

And if you don't win
then, the year after that?

Your dad tried to buy Molly.

You think he'd do that
if he figured she'd lose?

Anyway, I turned him down.

He threw me off this ranch once.

Selling him Molly would just be
giving in to him. I can't do that, Nora.

I understand.

I couldn't ask you
to do it that way.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING
AND PIANO PLAYING]

Hi, Barney. Drinks
for everybody.

- Well, what's going on, Ted?
- Maybe come into some money.

Well, let's spend it for him.
Come on, set them up, Barney.

Yeah, for such good
news, let's hear about it.

Just out to the Taylor Ranch. The
colonel offered me $5000 for Molly.

- And what do you think I told him?
- Hold it. Hold it.

He offered you 5000
and you turned it down?

I sure did.

[MEN CHATTERING]

CONNORS: Wait a minute. I got
some money bet on that Taylor horse.

You mean the colonel
offered to buy Molly?

- Are you telling the
truth, Ted? TED: I said so.

I thought you wanted some
money to get married on.

TED: Well, sure. But I wanna
stay independent, if I can.

I figured the reason he
wanted to buy Molly...

was he knew
something I didn't know.

Such as Silver King not being
as fast as he thought he was.

Well, wouldn't you
have done it my way?

I wouldn't have dared.

Meant to tell you, save a
clean shirt for the wedding.

What wedding are
you talking about?

Why, the wedding between Ted
Blake, that's me, and Nora Taylor.

You remember her, sheriff.
Used to live about six miles...

BRET: Now hold
it, Ted. Hold it, Ted.

He's too big for you.

CONNORS: Wearing that star
kind of high, ain't you, Jesse?

Don't give you no license to jump
someone that's minding his own business.

Was Blake just talking big or is
there some truth in what he said?

Held a stopwatch on
that mare myself, Jesse.

Bettered Silver King's
best time by four seconds.

Colonel, I've got every dollar I
could raise bet on your horse.

I can't afford
having him lose...

any more than I could
afford having that kid win.

Do you believe him, Jesse?

That all he needs for Nora to marry
him is a little money in his pocket?

I don't know the
answer to that, colonel.

- Do you?
- Afraid I don't.

But if it'll make any difference,
I'm on your side all the way.

Thanks, colonel. I'd hoped
that's how you feel about it.

Steady there.

Steady, girl.

Just a nick. Won't hurt a bit.

BRET: Wanna bet?

Drop it.

Now turn around.

You back up.

Thought you'd come alone.

Getting you alone isn't easy.

You playing nursemaid
to Blake's horse?

It's a little more
than that, sheriff.

Figured this would be a good opportunity
to pay you back part of what I owe.

What's that?

[HORSE NEIGHING]

[COUGHS]

BRET: You might as well
stay right there, sheriff.

You know, I got
myself a real problem.

Now, how do you turn a crook over to
the sheriff when the sheriff's a crook?

Maybe you just better forget
all this and walk out of here.

You and your deputies'll have
me behind bars before morning.

Well, we couldn't do that.

Not with nothing
to charge you with.

Oh, you'd think of
something, sheriff.

Like claiming you caught
me breaking into the bank.

That's always good
for about 10 years.

How long is it gonna take
you to make up your mind?

I got it, sheriff.

You and I are gonna take
a long ride into the country.

And one of us is
gonna walk back.

Get up.

Sheriff, you wouldn't look
right without your badge.

You better pick it up.

BRET: I took Jesse far enough
to give him a nice long walk.

By the time he got
back to Hollow Rock...

he'd just barely have time to
cover his bets on the colonel's horse.

And for Jesse to cover his bets in a hurry
was the thing I needed most right now.

[BAND PLAYING UPBEAT MUSIC]

SWAIN: Jess, where you been?

- We've been looking all over for you.
- Shut up.

How much money you got? I need
every cent to cover my bets on the...

That's why we've
been looking for you.

Word's all over town
the colonel might lose.

Well, Jess, the only money I got is
what we took off of him. You know.

Get it. And you too, Pete.

And quick. I've gotta find
Connors to get the bets down.

BRET: Silver King
to win, gentlemen!

I got 300 left. All or any
part of it on Silver King.

MAN 1: I'll take 50 of that.
MAN 2: You're on for a hundred.

MAN 3: Hold on to your money
till Connors gets here, Maverick.

- Suits me, gentlemen.
COLONEL: Oh, Mr. Maverick?

BRET: Afternoon,
Nora. Very pretty dress.

Thank you.

Are you out of your mind, Bret?

No more than usual,
colonel, why do you ask?

Look, you go to all this trouble to
convince me Silver King can't win...

now you're betting on him.

The minute you refused
to back Silver King...

they started offering
odds of 2-to-1 against him.

Now, I'd just naturally hate myself
for passing up those kind of odds.

Here comes Connors if
you still wanna bet, Maverick.

CONNORS: Afternoon, gentlemen.
- Afternoon.

- All right, gentlemen, Mr. Connors...
- Here's my 50.

Fifty dollars. You're
covered. You had how much?

A hundred on Blake's horse.

A hundred dollars.
All right. There it is.

Got it. All right, I got 150 left.
Who wants it, all or any part of it?

It worked out just the
way you said it would.

Are you sure?

If I go pointing the finger, I
don't wanna get it chewed off.

I got all the proof anyone
would need right here.

BRET: Uh, Colonel Taylor.

Mr. Connors and I have something
we'd like to take up with you.

They're ready, folks.

MAN: All right, boys. Now,
you all know the course.

Out Main Street to the fort...

circle back around
the feed store...

grab your flags
and finish right here.

All ready?

[GUN FIRES]

[CROWD CHEERING]

MAN: Come on! Come on!

NORA: Ted, come on.

[CROWD SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

He's coming up. Hey,
Maverick, the King is moving up.

Come on, King! Come on King!

Come on! Attaboy!

Come on, King!
Come on, boy! Attaboy!

- King!
- Come on!

COLONEL: King,
come on! There he goes!

The winner! Silver King!

[CROWD CHEERING]

BRET: We did it.

MAN: Oh...

[MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

Nice try, girl.

Ted.

I'm sorry, Nora.

I don't know what else to say.

You think I'm here
for an apology?

I just wanted to say I love you.

JESSE: Oh, colonel.

It seems to me we ought to
find out who started that rumor.

Smells like a con man to me.

Say, what is this?
What's going on here?

You and your boys
are under arrest, Jesse.

- What the devil are you talking about?
- I'm talking about assault and robbery.

You're taking his
word against mine.

Morton.

Let me have that envelope.

Bank notes issued by
the Denver State Bank.

Dated June of this year.

Five witnesses saw them...

in Maverick's possession 20
minutes before he was robbed.

The name of the man who bet
this money is on the envelope.

Wanna take a look at that name?

Lock them up, Dave.

There'll be a hearing
in the morning.

Your money will be returned to
you along with the town's apologies.

The money'll be enough, colonel.

I'd like to offer you my
congratulations, colonel.

Thank you, my boy.
That's a fine horse.

It's almost as good as mine.

Well, let's just say
yours runs a step faster.

Oh, uh... Just a minute.

Lately, what with one thing and another,
I've been neglecting my Quarter Horses.

Might you come
back to work for me?

TED: That's mighty
handsome of you, colonel.

And I hate turning you down.

But I still can't see Nora
marrying a $30-a-month cowhand.

You got something
better in mind?

No, but I'm sure gonna try.

And what about the $5000
Nora gets when she marries?

Are you so independent
you'll turn that down too?

Well, like you say, colonel...

I may be independent...

but I sure ain't foolish.

COLONEL: Bret.

Day you brought that mare out to
my place, she dang near set a record.

Today, she was just another good horse.
Now, how do you figure a thing like that?

That's quite a question.

I got a feeling you know the
answer. You wanna tell me I'm wrong?

Well, colonel, it's like this.

I got out to your place a little early
that day. The fact is, about daybreak.

Well, I sort of moved your
starting post forward about 20 yards.

And don't ask me why I did it, I
had a very good reason at the time.

Just didn't work out.

I would ask you why, but I
might not like the answer.

So I'll ask a favor instead.

Anything at all, colonel.

Next time you visit Hollow Rock,
don't make it on the Fourth of July.

[BOTH LAUGH]

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