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MAVERICK:

and the instant this happens, he lets his body go totally

limp so the Lead Guy is left having to hold him up, and

he hadn't expected this and as Maverick sags -LEAD

GUY:

stunned as suddenly Maverick stiffens, tosses the Lead

Guy over his head and through the air where he lands,

hard.

MAVERICK:

moving back on the First Guy, the one he creamed the air

out of and as he approaches, the First Guy turns, runs.

LEAD GUY:

on his feet running too. *

MAVERICK:

watching as all four take off into the night. Maverick

picks up his gun belt, straps it on as he heads back

toward the frontier.

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enters. He seems remarkably calm, considering what he's

just done. Breathing heavily, sure, a little dusty,

absolutely, but no more.

Annabelle hurries to him.

ANNABELLE:

That was the most amazing thing.

MAVERICK:

(shrugs)

Sometimes you get lucky is all.

And as he walks forward -MIRROR

as he passes.

MAVERICK:

a glance ---

and then he stops dead -(

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--now he moves forward -

--he touches his beautiful ruffled lace shirt -

--no question about it, it's dirty from the fight.

CLOSEUP -MAVERICK

A look of blind fury is there.

THE ANGEL:

watching, as Maverick storms toward him.

MAVERICK:

All right --my shirt's damaged,

what the hell else bad can

happen? -

(pointing to The

Angel)

--you were saying something?

THE ANGEL:

(pacifying)

--Nothing, nothing, wasn't

important -

ANNABELLE:

(thinking back)

--Didn't you call him a gutless

coward? --I'm pretty sure that

was it.

THE ANGEL:

(sweating)

--never said such a thing -gutless

cheat, yes, but I would

never call a man a coward -

(hopefully)

--and I was teasing.

Maverick studies the bigger man for a moment. Then,

amiably -

MAVERICK:

(as he sits)

Let's play poker.

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EXT./INT. CRYSTAL PALACE -MAVERICK'S ROOM & BALCONY -18

NIGHT:

Maverick in his room, still in his gambling attire. He

is finishing counting his considerable cash winnings as a

KNOCK comes on his door.

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He folds the cash into his jacket pocket, moves to the

door.

MAVERICK:

Who is it?

ANNABELLE (O.S.)

Annabelle Bransford. *

DOOR:

as he opens it and there she is, stunning as ever, standing

in the hallway. She looks up at him nervously. You

can almost feel her Southern heart pounding.

ANNABELLE:

I... I shouldn't be doing this.

MAVERICK:

You're just standing in the

hallway, Mrs. Bransford --I think

that's still legal in this state.

ANNABELLE:

moving quickly into his room. She closes the door.

ANNABELLE:

If only I weren't married -

And with that she goes into his arms, kisses him passionately

--as they break.

ANNABELLE:

--I couldn't help myself. My *

very being cried out for me to

hold you.

MAVERICK:

Stop by anytime.

CLOSEUP -ANNABELLE

Eyes so bright.

ANNABELLE:

We'll likely never see each other

again so it's safe for me to tell

you --you're the most blindingly

attractive man I've ever seen. *

(her cheek brushes his)

And now good-bye.

She takes a step toward the door.

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MAVERICK:

He is a healthy young man and this is a woman of passion

and beauty. He reaches out, gently takes her hand,

speaks soft, his voice husky.

MAVERICK:

... Annabelle...?

ANNABELLE:

all but trembling. There is a long pause. Then -MAVERICK

He kisses her forehead.

MAVERICK:

How can I go on without my wallet?

... if you don't give me back my

money, I'll have your ass thrown

in jail. Hand it over.

*

*

ANNABELLE:

Shocked. Hurt.

MAVERICK:

He snaps his fingers sharply. He isn't kidding around.

ANNABELLE:

as she realizes this.

Damn.

ANNABELLE:

And with that, she takes the wallet she's heisted from

his coat, slaps it angrily into his hand. He puts it

back into his pocket.

*

MAVERICK:

Don't get mad at me --I can't

help it you're a miserable thief. *

ANNABELLE:

I'm a good thief, mister --I'm

just having a run of bad luck.

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MAVERICK:

I know about those -

(studies her)

--where you from? Your accent

could use a little work too.

ANNABELLE:

(still using the

accent)

Most men enjoy my southern accent.

MAVERICK:

I love it. And there isn't a

Mister Bransford, is there?

ANNABELLE:

No there isn't. And never will be,

thank you very much.

(looks at him)

What happens now?

(as he shrugs)

You're not going to turn me in?

MAVERICK:

I should, I'm a law abiding

citizen, but what the hell. I

got my money back. Let's call

it square.

ANNABELLE:

You're going to let me go?

MAVERICK:

I'm just having mercy on the

Sheriff, is all.

ANNABELLE:

(crossing to the door

and slamming it as

he nods, a beat)

Damn.

MAVERICK:

What?

ANNABELLE:

You --you irritate me --you're

just so...

(looking for the word)

... likeable.

MAVERICK:

I'll work on that.

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ANNABELLE:

There you go doing it again.

Being likeable. You know what I

think? --if we'd met under

different circumstances, we'd have

just hated each other. There is

not Mrs. Maverick, is there?

MAVERICK:

I'm sure I would have remembered.

ANNABELLE:

See? I can be likeable too.

(quickly now, she

comes into his arms)

I wish we'd never met. Good-bye.

Good-bye.

MAVERICK:

A quick embrace, a kiss on the cheek.

goes to the door.

They separate. She

MAVERICK:

Touched.

Alone now, he reaches into his pocket for his money,

it isn't there ---

she's robbed him again -MAVERICK

Son-of-a-b*tch.

--he breaks out laughing --opens door, looks and

takes off.

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Annabelle, in her room, hurriedly finishing packing. She

takes her suitcase, goes to the window, opens it, steps

out onto the fire escape. It's clumsy going.

MAVERICK (O.S.)

Can I be of help?

20 EXT. ANNABELLE'S BALCONY -NIGHT 20

The balcony and Maverick, dressed as before, waiting.

She slaps him.

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ANNABELLE:

(sighs, hands him

his money back)

You've got to admit, I was better

the second time.

MAVERICK:

Not just better --good. No, no.

Not just good... very good.

ANNABELLE:

Thank you.

MAVERICK:

Now it's time for you to do

something I want.

ANNABELLE:

Don't you dare. I'm a lady. Not

in a million years... not if I

was 100. Not if you were 100.

MAVERICK:

Shut up, lady. I don't want to

go to bed with you.

ANNABELLE:

Why not?

MAVERICK:

Why not?... I'd be too frightened -What

if I dozed off? God knows

what parts of me you'd steal. I'd

wake up with things missing.

(indicating his

smudged shirt)

But obviously I can't clean this,

and obviously you must know how to.

The laundry is closed and I'm

leaving early, and you do owe me.

Take it easy on the starch.

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