Recap
A massive storm, a goose-drownder, sweeps cross the Nevada town of Silverado. The town’s sole resident, Boone Gillis, runs into the saloon where passing gamblers Bart Maverick and Gentleman Jack Darby have been stuck for a week on their way through. Gentleman Jack persuaded Bart to head to Silverapolis to take advantage of some poker-hungry miners, but the goose-drownder came and stranded them. Bart has already lost $185,000, and Gentleman Jack suggests that the next person who draws an ace gets three swings at the other to relieve the boredom. His opponent agrees and they deal, while Boone goes back to the barn to deal with two calving cows. Gentleman Jack deals Bart an ace and insists that he hit him...
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Episode Quotes
Pappyism: Those who live by the gun die by the neck.
Gentleman Jack Darby: It's undoubtedly the second deluge. What we three wet Noahs should be doing is gathering the animals two by two and bringing them to the dubious shelter of this leaky ark.
Bart: Five.
Gentleman Jack Darby: I suggest you collect snakes, Maverick. Wouldn't you say that's more your line?
Bart: I've already started rounding up the lower order of varmints. One skunk so far. My deal.
Gentleman Jack Darby: If I were to open for, uh, $2,000, what would your response be?
Bart: I'd file for bankruptcy.
Darby: Don't you have anything I could really use, Maverick?
Bart: From where I sit, Darby, you could really use a good punch in the jaw.
Gentleman Jack Darby: It's an old family tradition. We Darbys always pay our debts. When we're able.
Bart: It's an old Maverick tradition that we never hit women, children, or slow-witted con men.
Bart: Now what do you suppose the point is of a man that sick carrying a gun?
Gentleman Jack Darby: Possibly to protect himself from nefarious characters like you.
Gentleman Jack Darby: Highly emotional group. Much too noisy. Maverick, I've reconsidered. I'll sleep in the barn.
Bart: Suit yourself.
Bart: Where'd he pick up the bullet?
Stella Legendre: Who says he's carrying one?
Bart: Bleeding to death, isn't he? Oh, it's easy to pick out a killer. They smell of death. The ones they've caused and their own rushing to catch up to them.
Stella Legendre: Well, anyway, I took it as long as I could and I just split out one day. I was 15.
Bart: Pretty young to go out in the world all by yourself, wasn't it?
Stella Legendre: I found that out. In Toledo I got a job in a dry goods store, selling notions. Until the owner decided to try to sell me some of his notions.
Stella: (about Rance) Neither side wants him.
Bart: Could be they don't want him because the only cause he fights for is death.
Stella: What do you want from me?
Bart: Not a thing, Stella. Except to wish you luck. About time you had some.
Bart: Since when did you turn honest?
Gentleman Jack Darby: Oh, well, I have these sudden lapses.