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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!

Another herd headed for the waterhole, boss.

Good. You and Ed take care of the sign.

"Come into my parlor," said the spider to the fly.

Come on, let's get back.

Look, Sondra, the sign-- water!

It's probably dried up like the last three springs

we passed.

Well, it won't hurt to have a look at it.

All right, let's go tell the boys to push the herd along.

All right.

(mooing and bellowing) Who's running this outfit?

I am, Sondra Lindsay, up from the Rincon.

We're heading for the market at Abiline.

I don't care where you're headin' for.

You're trespassing on private property, helping yourself

to this water.

Sorry, we didn't know.

Get the herd moving, Dusty.

Just a moment.

Not so fast.

It'll cost you $5 a head to move this herd.

Five dollars a head?

Why, you can't mean that, mister.

I do mean it.

I'm sick and tired of you trail herders ignoring

my trespassing signs, smashing the lock on my gate,

and helping yourself to this water.

You're talking through your hat, mister.

That gate was wide open, and there weren't any

trespassing signs.

Oh, there weren't, eh?

You just come along with me and I'll show ya.

Well, what do you think of that?

That sign wasn't there when we came through.

Yeah, you're dang right it wasn't.

And I suppose you didn't smash that lock?

No, we didn't.

Now, look here, whatever your name is...

Pete. Pete Sturgis.

This is a holdup if I ever saw one, but you're not going

to get one red cent from me.

No?

Then I'll have to impound your cattle until you change

your mind.

It'll cost you a dollar more per head for each day's delay.

And I wouldn't advise you to try moving the cattle either.

My men have orders to shoot to kill.

A-ha!

What's the matter, Pancho?

Cisco, Loco still don't look pretty good, but he don't got

no measles because he don't got no speckles, and he don't got

no whooping cough because he don't got no whoops.

I don't know, maybe he got lumbago in the head,

but don't worry, Pancho will cure you, huh?

What's that?

Oh, it's some medicine I picked up last night.

Medicine, eh?

What's in it?

Oh, no, just a little castor oil, little turpentine,

salsa de chile verde-- Salsa de chile?

Pancho, are you out of your mind?

That concoction will set him on fire.

Oh, Cisco, Pancho know what he's doing.

Hey, now, come on.

You, you take the medicine, huh?

Take your medicine, or Pancho gonna put you to bed without

your supper.

(chuckles) Loco's not so dumb, Pancho.

Come on.

Loco, do what Pancho say, huh?

Come on, take it, eh?

That's a good boy.

Look, it ain't gonna hurt you.

Look...

See?

Oh, Cisco! I am on fire!

My, my, mister, but you sure are thirsty.

Oh, the sheriff, huh?

Oh, yeah.

I've been the sheriff around here these last ten years.

Say, haven't we met before?

No, I guess it was two other fellows.

Your face sure is familiar.

Yeah, that's the only one I got.

Maybe it was my Uncle Tito.

He has got a face just like mine, only the ears is

different, and we don't look too much together because one time

his mother was scared by a rabbit.

(chuckles) * Hey, look behind me

* Hey, hey * Somebody wants to catch us

* I think, I think I think.

What did you say?

* Little birdie * fly away and come again

* some other day * but fly away right a-- *

What's the matter?

Something the matter with your hand, mister?

Oh, no, I was just scratching the corner of my ear

because it itch.

(chuckles) Didn't the corner of your ear

ever itch, Mr. Sheriff?

Don't yell at me like that.

You tryin' to bust my eardrums?

I am sorry, because sometime my voice, it go high and

sometime it go low, like hi-dee hee and hi-dee ho!

Ho ho ho!

Hee hee hee!

Does your friend always act like this?

Only on special occasions.

He's perfectly harmless.

Well, if you ask me, I'd say he was off of his rockers.

Hey, I'm sure your face is familiar.

We've met before.

I do get around.

But Cisco is-- Oh, Cisco!

Oh, now I know where I've seen you-- on wanted dodgers.

You're under arrest!

What for?

Never mind.

I'll tell you when I take a peek at my collection

of wanted dodgers.

But, Sheriff-- Don't give me any arguments.

Calaboose is right over there.

Now get goin'.

But, Sheriff, we didn't did nothing.

I swear on a stack of tortillas.

Honest, we didn't.

All right, look at your dodgers.

We're not wanted for anything.

Don't get yourself all head-up.

It's gonna take a little time.

Cisco, we'll be here the whole week while he looks over

the little papers.

Oh, this isn't all of them.

I've got hundreds more stashed away.

Howdy, miss.

Anything I can do for you?

I'm Sondra Lindsay, Sheriff, owner of the SL Ranch at Rincon.

A hard binder named Pete Sturgis is holding my cattle at a place

called Crystal Springs.

Oh, impounded them, huh, till you pay him $5 a head?

How did you know that?

It's happened before.

And you haven't done anything about it?

What kind of a sheriff are you, anyway?

Just don't get all head-up.

You see, since he's posted the Running W, he's within the law.

Didn't you see any of his signs?

Sure, he showed me one at the gate, leading to the springs,

but it wasn't there when we drove the cattle in.

He claimed we shot the padlock off the gate,

but we didn't.

The gate was wide open.

It's a holdup, that's what it is.

Sounds like the old water toll trap, Sheriff.

No one's asking for your opinion.

But he's right.

Well, I'm inclined to agree with you.

I've had other complaints by other trail herders, but until

I have some proof, I can't do a thing about it.

Well, I can, and I will.

That girl needs our help, Pancho.

I wonder if anybody ever picked up that scalawag.

We help her, but how are we gonna get outta here?

We don't got no wings just to fly like little birds.

Just play up to what I do.

Oh!

Cisco, say, you're clever!

Cisco! (laughing) Do it again, Cisco, once more.

Hey, stop that noise!

I can't hear myself think.

Hey!

(laughs) Let me see, let me see, huh?

You try it now.

No!

Oh, it's easy!

No, I can't do it.

It's more hard than what it looks, Cisco.

Hold it on one finger.

No, you do it.

No, go ahead.

Try it.

It's not difficult.

No, I can't do it.

Oh, Pancho, it's easy.

Try it again.

No, this too tricky for me.

I bet the sheriff can do it.

Yeah, the sheriff, but you know the sheriffs don't got no

brains at all.

He can't do it.

So, you don't think I can do it, huh?

You just pass that out here, and I'll show ya.

Here you are, Sheriff, you try it.

Higher, higher.

Now, throw it up in the air.

Good work, Sheriff!

Now, get those keys and open the cell door.

This is the cheapest dab-bird trick that ever happened to me

in my whole life.

Hurry up!

Very idea of being taken in by a couple of cheap crooks

like you!

All right, Pancho, out.

Get inside!

Why, you dirty, low-down-- you just wait till I get

my hands on you again!

I'll put you in here, and I'll throw the keys away.

What do we stop here for, Cisco?

I just want to take a look at that padlock, Pancho.

I think I'll take this along with me.

Cisco, if you want a padlock, I'm gonna buy you one.

That's no good, it's broke and old and rusty.

No good.

That's exactly why I want it, Pancho.

I think we'll have a little talk with Mr. Sturgis.

Mr. Sturgis?

Well, miss.

Had your little visit with the sheriff?

It didn't do much good.

So, you've come to redeem your cattle, huh?

That's right, with this.

Yeah.

You're going for a little ride with us, mister.

Where to?

Crystal Springs.

You're going to tell those guys it's all right

for me to move my herd.

And if I don't?

There's gonna be a funeral around here, with you

as the chief attraction.

(chuckles) You can't get away with this.

My men'll be right after you.

And I thought of that, too.

You're going to Abilene with us.

Get going, mister.

On your way.

Hold it!

Get his horse, Dusty.

Head over there.

Let's get 'em.

Drop your gun!

Well, miss, I told you you wouldn't get away with this.

There's the Cisco Kid!

Cisco Kid!

Get after them, Pancho!

Are you all right, miss?

I'm all right, Cisco.

Hey, look!

Shoot below the branch.

(screams) We got him!

Hey, where is he?

Beats me.

(laughs) Guess Pancho ain't so dead

like you think, eh?

Just because you find holes in the bulrushes,

don't think Pancho is a snake in the grasses, huh?

There are a few questions we want to ask you, mister,

about this water toll business.

Get going!

Hey, Cisco, you catch him?

I got the rest of them.

Good work, Pancho.

Get my horse, will you?

I'll cover them.

Get back there.

Go on, get in there.

Here's another one, Cisco.

I guess we've round 'em all up.

So, you're working the old waterhole trap, eh, Sturgis?

Now, look here, you-- Just say yes or no.

And if you say no, Pancho will change your mind

in a hurry, if not quicker.

Drop your gun, Pancho.

You, too, Cisco.

Put your guns away.

Put up your hands.

I had an idea that you two was headin' this way.

Get our horses.

Take a look at this, Sheriff.

I think that-- Oh, miss, I've always admired

a girl with spunk.

Just to prove to you that my heart's in the right place,

you can move your herd.

Well, bust my britches.

Now, listen, Sheriff-- Shut up!

And go get your horse.

If you'll only listen, Sheriff, this Sturgis is--

I said shut up!

Get your horse.

Cisco, this sheriff hasn't got no braims at all.

He don't know nothing.

All they can say is "Shut up!" I mean it!

Get goin'!

I guess he meant it.

Take 'em down to the springs and tell the other boys it's

okay for them to move their herd.

It's a dang good thing you changed your mind, mister.

We were about to bring a couple of hefty men to get 'em.

Come on, Dusty.

Go on, get your arm fixed.

I don't get this, boss.

We risk our neck to get that herd, and then you give it back.

Who said anything about giving them back?

But I don't understand.

I said "move the herd."

After they're bedded down for the night, you and the boys

can rustle 'em across the border.

What about the girl and the men, they'll talk for sure.

They can't if they're dead.

Get busy.

Now, look, Sheriff-- All right, go on,

get in the cell.

But let me tell you something--

If you don't shut up, this gun's gonna explode.

All right, pull the trigger if you want to, but I've got

something to say, I'm gonna say it now and you're gonna listen.

All right, what is it?

There is something wrong with this Sturgis when he told the

girl she could move her herd.

No man who works the waterhole trap

changes all of a sudden.

So?

So, if I'm not badly mistaken, the girl, her men,

and her herd will never get to Abilene.

Sturgis is a crook, there's no doubt of that, but I never

heard of him being a cold-blooded killer.

But you'd go after him if you had the proof that he tried to

rob the girl, wouldn't you?

You're doggone right I would.

Well, then take a look at this padlock.

Yeah, what about it?

It's been smashed by a bullet, wasn't it?

Any fool can see that.

When did it happen, this morning?

Seguro que no.

It's so old and rusty, could've happened last month

or last year, maybe the year before that.

Well, what's your guess, Sheriff?

Well, it didn't happen this morning, that's for sure.

I'm glad to hear you say that, because Sturgis claims it

happened this morning.

It was smashed either by the girl or one of her men.

Johnny?

Yeah.

I'm going after Sturgis.

Lock 'em up.

Right.

Oh, no, Sheriff, we'll all go after him.

All right, Cisco, but if you give me the slip again, I'll

hunt you down if it's the last thing I ever do.

Give 'em back their guns.

It looks like Sturgis let the girl take her cattle.

Maybe he got cold feet.

I don't think so, Pancho.

Sheriff, doesn't it look strange to you that we haven't run

across a single one of his men?

Now that you mention it, it sure does.

Maybe he went to grab this cattle when nobody see him.

That's just what I was thinking, Pancho.

Sheriff, you, Pancho and your deputy better

trail the herd and see that nothing happens to the girl

and her men.

I'm going back to the ranch house.

What for?

To get Sturgis.

Oh, he's probably out with his men.

I doubt it.

Men like Sturgis never risk their necks when they can hire

others to do it for them.

You better find the girl and the herd.

Hello, Sturgis.

Surprised to see me?

How did you get out of jail?

Never mind about that.

I came here to talk to you.

Sit down, be more comfortable.

Whatever you have to say, Cisco, make it quick.

My men'll be here any minute.

Now, now, Mr. Sturgis, don't lie.

You know very well your men went after the girl's herd.

How did you know-- (chuckling)

Oh, Cisco, you're all wet.

You heard me tell the girl she could take her

cattle and leave.

Yes, I heard that, but you didn't know I was a mind reader,

did you?

When I tried to show that padlock to the sheriff,

you didn't want him to take a good look.

That's why you told the girl to take her cattle and move on.

Well, you didn't fool me a bit.

I could read it in your mind, and I also could read what you

were planning: have your men grab the cattle, kill the girl

and her men, and then nobody'd be the wiser.

Right?

Hold it, Sturgis!

Get your hands up.

Turn around slowly and drop your gun.

Come on, Sturgis.

Cisco, I've gotta hand it to ya.

Hey, what's the matter, you got a hand to me

to Pancho, too, don't you.

(chuckles) You know, Cisco, it's funny

the way we catch all those men that Sturgis sent out to take

the cattle away from the señorita,

all the crooks is in the jail, and the girl, she get back the

cattle, and the sheriff is a wonderful man, you know, Cisco?

Hey, and he don't want us no more.

But you're wrong.

I do want you.

Well, you-- Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

You don't understand-- I mean, all I want you and Cisco for

is to sign my jail register.

What?

As a souvenir.

Oh, Cisco, didn't I told you the sheriff is the nicest man,

eh?

Oh, Pancho!

Oh, Cisco!

Goodbye, amigos!

See you soon!

(laughing)