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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."

(telegraph clicking) "Have been unable to stop the

robbing of shipments of quicksilver.

Do not have any clue to identify of holdup men who seem to be

well informed, daring and heavily armed.

Send all possible help as owner stubbornly insists, must keep

shipments moving."

(gunfire) Climb down.

You, you're the leader.

Joe, get in the wagon.

Mr. Moore, do you really think that'll bring out really

what the driver wrote in this piece of shirt?

I was a chemist long before I discovered the Elk Horn Mine,

Larry.

I'm sorry, sir, I-- I really didn't mean it that

way, I was just trying to-- Oh, that's all right, my boy.

When I get through this analysis, I'll know not only who

murdered my driver, but who's been stealing my shipments of

quicksilver.

I hope so.

We've already lost $50,000 worth.

And you're gonna lose me if you don't take me to lunch like

you promised.

Come on, I'm hungry.

Young lady, I know now that feeding you after we're married

is gonna be an expensive proposition.

If I was 40 years younger, I'd sure give you

a -- for Jennifer I bet you would at that, sir.

I'll be at the mine later, if you want me.

All right.

(coughing) Why should we of all people

have killed Sam?

Why, he's like a godfather to me.

Sent me through school.

Made me manager of his mine.

Treated me like a son.

And I was more like a daughter to him than a

secretary.

Why, it's stupid to even think we could've done such a thing.

I don't believe it either, Jennifer.

But that's for the judge and the court to decide, not me.

I'm just the marshal, doing what I've been told to do by the

public prosecutor.

Persecutor, not prosecutor.

All Joe Wallace is interested in is getting a conviction to

further himself politically.

Well, the evidence is pretty strong.

Besides, Sam, you two are the only ones here about that know

anything about chemicals.

That doesn't prove a thing.

Then how come that that nitric acid was found in

Jennifer's perfume bottle in her home.

And a duplicate key of Sam's safe was hidden in your room.

Because the real killer planned it that way, that's how.

Well, I wouldn't worry too much about it.

It'll all come out in the wash.

Hey.

You keep on driving and your mouth shut and you will keep all

your teeth.

Dog gone, if I don't believe those two horses belong to the

Cisco Kid and Pancho.

You're right, marshal.

Hello, marshal.

Hold it.

Larry, take his gun.

What's the meaning of this, Cisco?

It's very simple, marshal.

Pancho and I are good friend of Larry and Jennifer and we don't

think they're guilty.

We heard that you're taking them into jail at Rockport, and we

decided to drop in on you.

You know you're interfering with the law.

Marshal, I'm not interfering with anything.

All I want to do is ask them a few questions.

Hey, Pancho?

What is it, Cisco?

Tell the driver to pull up and open the door.

Bueno.

And mixture of nitric acid produced a deadly gas.

When I got back from lunch he was dead.

And the very next day, they arrested us and put us in jail.

And you said a piece of the bloodstained shirt was missing.

Do either one of you know what became of it?

No.

But I have a pretty good idea who it was that killed Sam

and framed us, Wharton Stone, the local banker.

What makes you think that?

Because he's the only one who stands to benefit from Sam's

death.

Under the will left by Sam, Stone was named executor

with complete authority to administer the estate

as he sees fit.

Now if that isn't motive enough for murder, I'll eat my hat.

You may have something there, Larry.

Marshal, I'd like to have a few words with you.

Certainly.

Look, marshal, Larry and Jennifer didn't kill Sam.

I don't believe so either but what makes you so dang sure?

Well, take a look at this.

This will was drawn about six months ago by Sam leaving his

entire estate to Larry and Jennifer.

So that's why they did away with him.

You're wrong.

They know nothing of this will.

Sam gave it to me to keep because he didn't want them to

find out until after he passed on.

Now look, marshal, give me 48 hours and I'll bring

in the real killer.

If I don't, I'll turn the kids back to you.

How will explain where they are?

You don't have to.

You just ride into town late in the afternoon where

you came from Rockport.

I know that your driver will not talk if you tell him not to.

Cisco, this may get me into a lot of trouble, but...

knowing your reputation, it's a deal.

Thanks, marshal, you'll never regret it.

Now I think I'll head for town and have a little talk with that

banker, Stone.

Here's your gun.

And furthermore, Cisco, I don't think they're

guilty either.

I'm glad to hear you say that, Mr. Stone, because

I'm gonna do everything in my power to prove them innocent.

Well, if I can help in any way, please call on me.

There is one thing you can do for me.

I'd like to leave this somewhere where I know it'll be safe.

It's Sam's will.

His will?

Yes.

He left everything to Larry and Jennifer.

Hmm, that's not so good.

Does anybody else know about this?

No, no one else.

Then you mustn't breathe a word of it.

Why?

Why? Can't you see?

Because this establishes a motive for the murder.

But they don't know anything about it.

You know that, I believe it.

But will a jury believe it?

I'll put it away in my private safe.

Sorry I barged in like this, Mr. Stone.

I didn't know you were busy.

Come in, Joe.

Joe, I want you to meet The Cisco Kid.

Well, this is an unexpected pleasure.

Thank you.

Cisco, this is Joe Wallace, public prosecutor.

Joe, Cisco is here to prove that you're wrong about Jennifer

and Larry.

Those kids think I'm persecuting them.

But in the face of the evidence, there's nothing more I can do.

Oh, that's quite understandable.

Do you have something special in mind, Cisco?

I mean, about how you're going to proceed?

No, nothing very definite.

I suppose you made quite a thorough check

of the laboratory.

Quite thoroughly.

Well, you don't mind if I take a good look around there,

Mr. Wallace, do you?

Not at all.

Thank you.

I'll keep in touch with you, Mr. Stone.

Well, good luck, Cisco.

Thank you.

Goodbye, Mr. Wallace.

Goodbye.

What you looking for, Cisco?

A clue, Pancho.

Something the killer may have dropped.

Nothing here but some empty bottles and some water,

little trinklers-- (Pancho laughing)

It's quarter after 11:15.

Pancho think you are crazy, Mr. Clock.

Oh, I see, insides, they get tired and stop, eh?

But Pancho will wind you up.

(clock ticking) Cisco, listen to this clock

and tell Pancho hear tick-tick-tickling.

No, Pancho, it stopped.

That is what I think with my ears, they are hearing

tick-tick-tickling.

Don't you hear?

(loud ticking) (explosion)

Are you hurt badly, Pancho?!

Oh, Cisco, somebody kick me in the pancake.

Oh, I know, that tick-tick-tick tried to blow us inside up.

Yes, Pancho.

Now listen carefully.

Tell banker Stone I'm dead, killed by this explosion.

Cisco, how can you tell a big lie when it ain't true?

Because if he's the real killer, which I think he is,

he will destroy that will that Sam gave me to keep.

How he get that will?

I gave it to him for safekeeping.

Cisco, how can you do such a thing?

If they tear up that will and they lose it, Larry and the

señorita won't get nothing.

Don't get too excited, Pancho.

I didn't give them the real will.

I gave them a copy.

Come on, we have a lot of work to do.

They give us the works.

And don't forget, Tom, I want those figures in the morning.

They'll be ready.

Fine.

Watch the door--, Pancho.

Cisco, hurry up.

I'll have it open in a second.

Hey, Cisco, hurry up.

The marshal is coming with the deputies and some

of those bank people.

Out the window Pancho.

Cisco, we are trapped like a monkey without--

Not yet, Pancho.

Come this way.

Get in that corner, Pancho.

Marshal!

(gunshot) Marshal, marshal!

They just ran out the back door!

(gunshots) Come on, let's get our horses

and get after them.

Hide behind the rocks, Pancho, I'll see you later.

Diablo! Diablo! Come here!

Come, Diablo!

Good boy.

Doggone, that Cisco, anyway.

What'll I get my hands on him.

Come on.

Cisco, you know, you was right about the banker.

No, Pancho, I was wrong.

The will was still in the safe.

Then he didn't kill Sam and he wasn't the man who tried to

blow us upside down?

No, he wasn't.

Huh, how do you like that, Cisco, we almost get killed by

the sheriff for nothing, huh?

Well, if the banker didn't kill him, who do'd it?

It must be the man who is responsible for the killing of

the quicksilver shipments, Pancho.

He's probably the one that killed Sam to keep him from

analyzing that bloodstained shirt.

Well, you could be right, but how you gonna catch him?

I have an idea that may work.

Come on, let's be on our way.

There's a shipment of quicksilver on the way.

I'm no taking any more chances of someone recognizing me.

(gunshots) (gunfire continues)

Get down.

Drop your gun.

The next one is gonna be between your eyes, drop the gun!

Keep your hands up or Pancho will do what Cisco will do.

Look after them, boys.

(gunshot) What happened, Cisco?

I got hit, Pancho.

Hit?

Yes, I got hit with a rock.

Did you get a good look at his face?

No, but he's the man we're after.

All right, Pancho, please get me Diablo, eh?

Bueno.

Cisco, I thought you were dead.

Oh, so banker Stone told, eh?

Yes.

You know Cisco and me, sometime, we play this little

game of make believe.

Maybe you play sometime yourself, eh, señor?

I'm afraid I've outgrown that.

I don't think so, Mr. Wallace.

What do you mean by that?

Cisco and me will find out how killed our good friend Sam.

You're the one.

Me?

(laughing) You're joking, Cisco.

Joking, my feet.

You are a no-good loco, señor.

You steal the quicksilver from the mine, and then you try to

hang the frame around the neck of Señor Larry and Señorita.

(chuckling) Why, that's the silliest

accusation I've ever heard.

You have proof, of course?

Of course.

Give me your watch and chain.

What?

Don't argue with me.

Give me your watch and chain.

All right.

This little charm came from your watch chain, Mr. Wallace.

And it will help hang you.

Really?

Yes, really.

It came off when I bulldogged you off your horse.

Oh, that's very interesting considering I can't ride.

Nevertheless, you're quite sure it belongs to me.

Quite.

You notice these initial, A-B-A?

They stand for the American Bar Association.

There isn't another lawyer for miles around here.

But I'm not the only one in the country.

It could belong to some other attorney.

As a public prosecutor here, Cisco, let me say that you need

more proof than this to obtain a conviction.

Well, we got those proof.

Show it to him, marshal.

Cisco had an idea and he was right.

We found this mask and book in your room.

The book deals in chemistry.

Besides, your men did some tall talking.

Maybe if you like, we will get you some more proof.

That won't be necessary.

You've got me, all right.

Mind if I get my hat?

Just a minute.

Go ahead.

The circuit judge will be here in a few days.

Here you are, marshal, take him away.

All right.

(chuckling) That's little baby, huh?

Yes, but deadly.

There you are, Cisco.

And may I be the first to congratulate you upon your

good fortune.

Thank you, Mr. Stone.

And will you forgive us for suspecting you?

(door opening) Look, Cisco, what I find in

the aluminum mine what's got dynamite is in it.

That's nitroglycerin.

Pancho, be careful, it's liable to go off.

Go off, it can't go off.

It don't got no legs.

Cisco, run!

Hey, Pancho, be a good boy.

Now let's lay down here.

Cisco, that's nothing but water in there.

(laughing) Oh, Pancho, what do you mean

frightening Jennifer and Larry out of their wits?

You know, Cisco, six times I come here and tell you

it's time we went.

And six times you pay me no never mind.

You're always talking with somebody and now you got nobody

to talk to.

Let's went, huh?

Oh, Pancho.

Oh, Cisco.

(laughing) Goodbye, amigos!

See you soon!