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Here's adventure.

Here's romance.

Here's O. Henry's famous Robin Hood of the Old West:

The Cisco Kid.

(groans) Hey, Steve.

Hey, Steve, come on. You better roll out of you want to get that

gold into town to meet the stage. Where's your bucket,

Steve?

Right there.

Come on, Rip Van Winkle, it's morning. How do you feel?

Fine. First good night's sleep I've had in a week.

Piling up all this gold in here is risky business, you know.

Yeah, I still say we should have taken that dust into town

last night.

There isn't a lock in town that's ain't either been picked

or shot off. It's a good thing I got a pal for a sheriff.

Thanks for your help, Tom.

Better save your thanks and check your gun. You might need

'em between here and the express office. I'm gonna get some water

and wash up.

Yeah, and bring back some water to cook breakfast with.

I'll get a fire going.

(door opens) About time you got back, Tom.

Bring some of that water over here.

(horses approaching) Hyah!

Look, Cisco. Bullet holes.

Yes, Pancho. Let's get inside and see.

Too late. Just about a minute too late, Pancho.

Cisco, you mean to tell me that some sinverguenza ride up

and shoot this man right through the window?

It looks that way.

Sí.

Hey, why is that bunk torn apart?

Look.

Look at this, Cisco.

Pancho, do you realize what this is?

Sure. That's...

That's gold dust, but there ain't too much of it around

here.

Not anymore.

But this mine must produce plenty of it, enough for

somebody to try to kill for it.

Pancho, be careful. The killer may still be around.

All right, get your hands in the air and don't move.

You're under arrest.

Now unbuckle your gun belts and let 'em drop, one at a time.

Me?

You first, come on.

That's it. Now you.

Unbuckle yours and let it drop.

Señor, this is a very valuable belt.

You're welcome to my gun, but the belt, I'd like to

keep it, just for sentimental reasons.

All right, unbuckle the gun belt and let it drop.

As you wish.

All right, that's enough.

Now, who are you?

I'm Tom Roscoe, sheriff of Pine County, if that makes any

difference.

It will make plenty of difference if you can prove it.

Why bother? What's the difference? You killed Steve,

and now you gotta kill me.

You make a big mistake.

Cisco and I just get here.

We don't got time to kill nobody.

That's right, my friend.

We just arrived.

You must have been here for quite some time because we

didn't hear you come in or see you come in.

Now, how do we know that you didn't shoot that man?

Why, I just told you I'm the sheriff of Pine County.

I know all of that, but that badge there, just a few

minutes ago, might've been on that man.

Look, you see that coat on that chair? Look in the inside

pocket. There's a letter explaining everything.

What did you say your name was?

Tom Roscoe.

Here.

Try to see if this coat fits you.

You better hope it fits you.

Our apologies, Sheriff.

I've heard enough about you to know that you're an honest man.

I just wanted to make sure that you're the sheriff and not

he. Here's your letter.

Cisco, I guess I can put my gun away now, huh?

Of course, Pancho.

Now, Sheriff, is there anything we can do to help you?

How did the shooting happen?

I don't know.

Last I saw Steve was 15 to 20 minutes ago. He was fixing

the fire, getting ready to make breakfast.

Were you here all this time?

I was lying outside knocked out, probably by you.

Sheriff, you must be joking...I hope.

No, I'm not joking, but you are if you think that I'd fall

for this innocent act that you two are putting on.

Innocent? What do you mean innocent? He's the--

I know, I know.

He's the Cisco Kid, and the Cisco Kid is human just like

anybody else. He can go as bad as the next fella when there's

enough gold in sight.

Come on, you're under arrest.

But we didn't did something.

All right, Sheriff.

All right, Pancho, give him your gun. We're your prisoners.

But you'll not find any gold on us.

I know, that was very clever, letting your henchman take the

gold.

Henchmen? What are you talking about? What henchmen?

The one that took my horse.

Come on, let's go.

Hey, Pancho, he has a very suspicious mind.

Yes, Cisco, he's mad, but we was going that way

anyhow.

Come on, let's go.

Cisco, how we gonna get to town? We only got two horses.

(horse whinnies) That's how we're gonna get

into town. Now get your horses and lead 'em just ahead of me.

Whose water is this?

This water and all the land you see around here belongs to

Grampus White, your oil millionaire.

That's his place up there.

His castle they call it.

(chuckles) That don't look like no castle to me. It don't

got no drawbridges and no water around. Hey, Cisco, see the--

Yeah, you're right, Pancho.

But inside, they say he's got all the latest and most

expensive things, clear from Chicago.

He must be a millionaire.

Well, that's what they say, but you know how talk builds

things up. Yeah, and Grampus White's been talked about so

much, he's practically a legend by now.

You know, Cisco, he must be a very interesting hombre,

that fella. I'd like to meet with him someplace.

(gunshot) Don't try that.

Now take your gun out easy and throw it in the water.

Señor, he's got our guns, too.

I'll take them.

Careful, Sheriff.

Now, Grampus, you know you ain't gonna get away with

nothing like this.

Anybody that's foolish enough to arrest the Cisco Kid and

Pancho ain't got no business telling me what I can't get away

with. Now ride, boy, ride.

You fellas are gonna be my guests up at the castle.

Wait until I get my horse.

He don't look like no rich millionaires to me, Cisco.

(chuckles) He's an eccentric millionaire, Pancho.

Eccentric millionaire?

He's crazy, that fella.

In the center, on top, on the bottom, all over.

(laughs) Well, boys, how do you

like it? Not bad for the middle of the desert, huh?

Oh, it's very nice.

Say, this is beautiful.

It must have been painted by a famous artist.

Aw, shucks, I don't remember who painted all them pictures.

I got a man in Chicago who sends me the best of everything.

He takes care of details like that. But I can tell you one

thing. That square of canvas cost almost a thousand dollars.

A thousand dollars for that?

How do you do? I beg your pardon?

But this little beauty here is my favorite.

You mean this one costs more than that one?

Hey, Pancho.

It is not polite to ask for prices, amigo.

Oh, shucks, I wouldn't put a price on that one anyway.

That's like an old friend.

Keeps me from getting lonesome.

You live here all by yourself?

I only make two trips a year into town to cash in my gold

dust.

You mean your money's right here?

You'd like to find out where it is, too, wouldn't you?

So would every desert rat in Pine County. But I'll let you in

on a little secret. I'd like to find that secret mine myself.

That's why I need your help.

I don't understand you.

You say you have a goldmine, and a rich one, and you don't

even know where it is?

That's right.

You see, I've prospected these hills for years.

Thought I'd run out of luck.

Then my grandson Carl come to live with me.

You see, he found this vein of ore, and he works it himself,

and every six months, he comes home to visit with me and bring

in his dust.

But then this secret mine is his. It doesn't belong to you.

Well, he says he struck it on an old claim of mine.

Well-- Ha ha.

What do you want with us?

Carl's a month overdue.

I'm afraid something's happened to him. You gotta help me

find him.

But, señor, you know that the sheriff is after us.

You can square accounts with Tom when you get back in town.

Come on in the kitchen.

Let me get you some grub before you leave.

You know, I got things in here I'll bet you never seen before.

We'll eat right here.

I never use the dining room anyway.

You know, I'm glad you fellas are here. It's a nice easy life

for an old man, but it sure gets kinda lonesome sometimes.

Look, Cisco. Look at this.

Look at this stove, huh?

What would Mama Maria give to cook tortillas on that?

Oh!

Hey, Pancho, take a look at this.

What? Oh.

What's that? A trough for the horse to drink out of?

No, amigo, this is a bathtub, with gold in it.

Stop right there.

Don't turn around.

You got yourself mixed up with the wrong kind of company.

Oh, no, Carl, that's the Cisco Kid and Pancho.

I just took 'em away from the sheriff.

I know what you did, and you did wrong. These two coyotes

robbed and killed a miner this morning. We're gonna hold 'em

right here until the sheriff gets back.

Cisco gone wrong?

You stay right here and keep an eye on Pancho.

Cisco, I got just the spot to keep you quiet.

Come on, out that door.

Be careful, Pancho.

Come on!

Open that door.

Say, uh, may I ask you a question?

Yeah.

What makes you so sure we're guilty?

You'll find out when the sheriff gets here.

You may be smart enough to fool my grandfather, but talk won't

help you with me.

Here, take that chair and step inside. You may have a long

wait.

Thank you very much...

for the hospitality.

Here's something to take your mind off your troubles,

Pancho.

This? What?

This is a soup. It's too thick. Put some water in it.

Water? Where-where am I gonna find the well?

The well?

Yeah.

You don't have to go to no well? We got our water piped in

right here. Come on over here.

Piped in? What do you mean piped in?

It's these newfangled contraptions. I had a man come

down from San Francisco special.

Oh! All the way?

Just to rig that up.

Here, you pump it.

Pump here?

Oh!

That's just about right.

Try it.

Mmm! You're a pretty good cook, eh?

You ain't seen nothing yet.

Come on over here and try my stew.

Wait right here, boy.

Taste it?

Mmm! Muy bueno, hombre.

Muy bueno.

You know, Pancho, I've cooked for myself all my life,

mostly in an old tin can over an open fire.

But now, with a setup like this, why, it just comes natural

to me. Come on over here.

I make some fancy stuff, too.

Fancy to what?

Try my dressing here.

Salad...

Yeah, sure.

No.

What do you mean no?

No-- I mean, everything is good except the salad dressing.

What's wrong with it?

Listen-- Look, look.

The salad dressing must always have the spices, have a nice--

No little-- Kick. Put the kicks in, eh?

Kick?

Yeah. I show you. I show you.

My mama Maria, she make this-- She make the salad dressing--

You wait. Now look. Now, first, you take--

Always ready to try something new.

Yes. First you take...

take this...

Put this one here, see?

Little of this. I save that one.

Now, you put a little of this in there, like that.

And not so much of this but more of that. Put a little more in

there like that. Ha ha.

Maybe some of this over here.

See? That makes it taste good.

Smell that one. Ha ha.

And this-- Oh. I call it birdseed. A little bit like

that. And then you take the machine, and you push 'em

around.

And then...

Ah, my favorite fruit.

(laughs) Chili, chili, chili.

And then-then-- Wait a minute.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Now, put a little bit more...

And then you put in, ah, salsa brava. Salsa brava.

When you put a little of this but not too much of that, but I

use that in the end when I put a little of that, like that.

Look out, Pancho.

And you put more in like that, huh? Huh?

(laughs) You wait. No, no.

Hold up your horses one minute.

Now look. There.

Oh! You just wait.

Look at that. Taste it.

That's good, huh?

Whaaa!

(speaking Spanish) All right, now, men, I know

you're all friends of Steve, but remember this: You're

deputized. We got a lot of ground to cover.

You all know what to do, so let's ride.

Dinner's over, Cisco.

Let's have the tray.

Just a minute. I'm almost finished. Say, I hope you have

fed our horses as well.

They're fed.

A man gets mighty attached to his horse. Have you taken

good care of the sheriff's horse for him?

Sure, he's in good hands.

Never mind about the sheriff's horse. Let's have that tray.

All right.

But what will you say to the sheriff about his horse?

Quit stalling, Cisco!

Put that tray on the floor!

Put it down!

Here's some more dirty dishes for you.

Dirty dishes! You think you can make me do anything just

because-- Because what?

(chuckles) Because you're such a nice muchacho.

Just in case you're interested, Pancho, your pal

Cisco ran off and left you.

Now I'm going after him.

Grampus, don't let this one out of your sight.

Be careful, Carl.

Cisco run away and-- Cisco don't never go no place

without Pancho.

Here, hold my horse.

Well, Sheriff, here is your man.

Carl White.

So you're the coyote that knocked me out and stole my

horse. You and your grandfather and that phony secret mine.

No, not my grandfather.

He didn't have a thing to do with it.

Yeah, well, just the same, we're gonna go up and see him.

Come on.

You ready to ride, Carl?

Yeah.

Wait a minute. Let's get this thing straightened out.

There ain't nothing to straighten up. Cisco find

the gold, the sheriff got his horse back, and all we gotta do

now is take the Mr. Carl to town. You know, Cisco, I have a

funny feeling about that man all the time and--

Just a second, Pancho.

I think maybe there is something to be straightened out between

Carl and Señor White.

There sure is.

Why'd you do it, Carl?

Did the mine run out?

Go ahead, Carl, tell him.

There never was any mine, Grampus. No secret mine,

no dig, and no work.

Had a good thing going there for a while. Had to slug

somebody, pick up a sack of their dust then lay low for

a few months.

You'd cash in the gold, and I'd live high, only this time,

my luck ran out.

I rode around the hills for over seven months before I finally

ran across a good setup, and when I did,

Cisco came along.

Well, I reckon that's it.

Let's go, Tom.

So long, Cisco, Pancho.

So long, Tom.

I'm sorry, Grampus.

Funny, you know it.

That's the end of the arroyo millionaire.

This castle ain't gonna be much good to me anymore.

It's built with stolen money.

I couldn't stand to live here now.

Sure do like the place, though.

Say, I'm gonna treat myself to one last week here.

How about it, boys?

Would you like to spend that week with me?

It's very kind of you to offer that, Grampus.

Cisco, I can't stay here.

Why not, Pancho?

I thought you liked it here.

Well, yes, Cisco, but it's only three days ride to Mama

Maria, and she don't got all these fancy contraptions and all

these gadgets around and everything. One thing, when

I have dinner, Mama Maria, she don't make me wash the

dishes.

(laughs) Oh, Pancho!

(laughs) Oh, Cisco!

Cisco, do we have to leave all our good friends now?

Only until next time, Pancho!

Adios, amigos!