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Good morning.

Hoss, what are you doing in town so early this morning?

Oh, Roy, I had to come and pick up some supplies

for a little family celebration, we're having out at the place.

Matter of fact, I was gonna come by your place and invite you out.

Well, fine, what's the celebration all about?

Well, Adam's coming in on the noon stage, Greenfield.

He just pulled a big timber contract up there

with two of the biggest contractors in the whole territory,

got a two-year contract.

Is that right? Say, it'll be great thing for the town, wouldn't it?

And Adam, he's getting to be quite the businessman.

Yeah, he sure is.

Pa's mighty proud of him too.

You know, Roy, I wish I knew how he does it.

Dadburnit, seem like everything old Adam turn his hand to

just turns out smooth and perfect.

Never a hitch. Yes, sir.

Just seems like Adam ain't got no problems ever, or troubles.

Now me, if I had been the one that Pa sent up there,

ain't no telling him how much trouble I would've got into before I got back.

I know what you mean, Hoss,

but, uh, I believe you've got to look at it this way.

Adam may get a lot more things done than you,

but he don't have nowhere as near as interesting a life as you.

Yeah. I reckon you could look at it like that.

Well, I've gotta get this stuff out to Hop Sing now.

See you there, Roy. So long, Hoss.

So long. Hyah.

Jeff, Sheriff Munsey said to be sure this gets off

on the Virginia City stage.

Cyril, the Virginia City coach passed through here over 20 minutes ago.

Next one ain't till tomorrow afternoon. Oh, shoot.

But these are special trial papers that had to get off today.

Sheriff Munsey is gonna wring my neck.

Well, Clyde will be stopping to rest the horses at Chamber's Grow.

If you cut over Pennant Peak, you might be able to catch him there.

I'd better catch him. If I don't I might just as well keep on riding

right out of the territory.

Oh. Hyah!

What're you stopping here for? Anything wrong?

We always stop here to rest the horses.

Oh, you can get out and stretch your leg and even your mind too.

A thousand pardons, senor, for this inconvenience.

We shall work fast so as not to delay you any longer than is necessary.

Very thoughtful of you. Oh, it is nothing. Nothing at all.

Hold, ye bandits. Here I run you through.

Juan, what is it? I don't know.

Hear my words and mark me well, you miscreant blaggards.

There will be no banditry tolerated on these public highways.

Huh?

Oh, boy. Juan, you see him too?

Prepare ye to defend yourselves.

Get the horses. Quick.

Full tilt!

Charge!

Charge!

So justice and--

Ah, heh.

So, justice and virtue triumph again.

Yeah.

Thank you for helping out. Nay, never thank me, lad.

Such is the way of the knight.

Defend the helpless, bring justice to evil-doers,

right all wrongs, such as the vows I made when I took my knightly oath.

Heh, I see, uh, pardon my curiosity, but what is all of this about, huh?

Who are you, really?

Forsooth, you must be a stranger to this land.

Everyone in the length and breadth of all Camelot

knows the name of good King Arthur.

King Arthur of the, uh, Round Table?

Verily, the same, heh. I see you have heard of me.

Oh, yes. Everybody has heard of you, heh, thee, noble sire.

Well, now about what happened today I just assume

you didn't mention it to anyone, you see.

The court gossips, they delight in the ridicule of their king

being unhorsed by common highwaymen.

Never fear, sire. My lips are sealed.

Mm-hm.

Verily, it took all 20 of them to do it, ugh,

and they had to sneak up behind me at that

and nonetheless I should not have been so careless

as to allow them to outflank me.

Happens to the best of knights, sire, heat of battle and all.

Yes, precisely, heh.

Well, you'll be safe enough now, lad. I must not tarry,

I must be off in pursuit of the brigands.

Uh, sire.

Don't you think you've done enough?

I mean, why don't we just notify the nearest sheriff

and let him handle the bandits from here on.

I mean, after all, there's only one of you and five... Twenty of them.

Lad, you cut me to the quick.

Wouldst thou have me give up the pursuit

merely because I am outnumbered?

Lance. Never fear, I shall bring them to heel,

though their number be legion.

Come, noble Gwendolyn. Fare ye well.

Charge!

Hold it right there, mister.

I, uh, don't know what you're thinking, but if it's

what I'm afraid it is, you're wrong. I didn't do that.

Well, if you didn't shoot off that lock, what did you shoot?

Well, now if you give me a chance I'll explain.

You'll get your chance.

What happened, Clyde?

I don't know. I was checking harness and somebody hit me from behind.

I didn't see a thing.

Whereabouts was this fellow?

Well, he is back here stretching his legs.

He was behind you, huh?

Well, yeah. Look, if you'll just...

Listen to me and I can tell you the whole story.

You save your story for Sheriff Munsey.

I'm taking you back to Morris Flats with me.

And it's gonna take a heap of tall talking to explain your way out of this.

But the fellow...

Ugh.

So he used your gun to shoot the lock of the strongbox?

Then what happened? Well, he, uh, opened the box.

But before he had a chance to take any of the money,

uh, well, I mean, while he was looking in the box,

somebody rode up and scared him and the other bandits away.

There wasn't nobody there but him and the driver when I got there.

Now, just a minute, Cyril. You let him tell his story.

Uh, now, son, who was it that scared them away?

Well, heh,

it was a man--

There was no man there when I got there.

Well, they had already left by the time you got there.

You mean Cyril was the man that scared them off?

Yeah.

Yes, you see, they heard his horse coming and panicked and ran away.

Hmm.

Better lock him up, Cyril.

No, wait. Wait a minute.

I am not a stagecoach robber.

Now, I am on my way to Virginia City from a business deal in Greenfield.

Now look at that. Those are timber contracts,

worth thousands of dollars.

Now there is a check for $2000 in advance on the contract.

Now, you just wire Sheriff Coffee in Virginia City

and he will vouch for everything I tell you.

You know Roy Coffee? I've known him since I was a kid.

He'll tell you, I'm no outlaw. All right.

I'll get a wire off to Sheriff Coffee right away.

We'll see what he has to say.

Meantime, you better just stay right here in one of our cells,

just in case.

You won't be able to get a stage for Virginia City

until tomorrow now, anyway, and well, see...

I'll save you the price of a hotel room.

Cyril. Cyril.

Very good.

Hiya, Roy. Boys.

Just came to meet Adam on stage.

Hop Sing made a great big chocolate cake.

You're gonna be there. Ben, I wouldn't look for Adam,

if I was you, on the noon stage. Now, what do you mean?

Well, he's been a little delayed. In fact, I just got this telegram

from Sheriff Munsey over in Morris Flats.

"Holding man who calls himself Adam Cartwright,

claims to know you, can you vouch for him?

Please fonNard description and full particulars. Sheriff Munsey."

What's all this about? Well, I don't know for sure.

But there's probably been some trouble over there

and Adam being a stranger in all,

Sheriff's just holding him till he can check out his record.

You mean, old poor Adam's got himself into some dumb trouble? Heh.

Well, Adam probably ain't done nothing at all.

It's just standard procedure in a case like this.

Seen as Sheriff Munsey gets my reply, he will turn Adam loose.

He will be able to get that stage out late tomorrow afternoon.

That will put him in here sometime late tomorrow evening.

Yeah. That cake sure is gonna get stale before then. Ain't it?

Is that all you can think about at a time like this, cake?

I was thinking about that chicken pot pie too, Pa.

Oh, no.

Well, I hope you had a good night sleep, Mr. Cartwright.

I received this telegram from Sheriff Coffee last night.

He thinks mighty highly of you and your entire family.

Well, now will you believe me? Well, I don't know, son.

That was a mighty far-fetched alibi you gave me.

And I'm convinced you know a lot more than you've told me.

On the other hand, there were no other eyewitnesses

and Sheriff Coffee vouched here so strongly for you but...

Well, I just do, wish you'd do it. Believe me, Sheriff.

Anything more I might tell you about the holdup

would only serve to confuse the issue.

It was a gang of five bandits and that's all I can tell you.

Yes. But can't you give-- Sheriff.

I just know you will catch these outlaws.

Hyah-hah.

Ho.

Ah, senor. How nice to see you again?

Uh, just charming.

Charge!

It's the demon again. Aah! No, no, do not run away.

Do not run away.

Knaves!

Charge!

Turn, turn, you feel.

Charge!

Whew.

Well, Gwendolyn, all the world's a stage

and one man in his time plays many pans.

By Jove, what a joust.

How many of the villains did I slay, lad,

did you count them yet? Ten, twenty?

Now, would you just stand right there

and listen to me very carefully.

We're all through playing Camelot.

I humored you last time, and I ended up in jail.

The sheriff thought that I was trying to rob the stagecoach.

Ah, but you assured him you didn't, and he let you go,

knowing your word was your sacred bond, heh.

So verily, truth and justice always triumph in the end, lad.

And well, now look, here is what we're gonna do. See.

We're gonna go back up there and pick up the strongbox.

Right. We're gonna see

about a driver. All three of us will ride back into Morris Flats.

Tell the sheriff what happened here. Absolutely unbent.

Hmm?

Would you put that thing down?

You haven't listened to me at all. You haven't heard a word I said.

Zounds, what a temper. Yes, I have a temper.

No, not you, lad. I am referring to the lance.

Not a scratch on it. Look at that.

The temper of Toledo steel-- Would you please stop babbling,

and listen to me? I heard what you said.

You want me to go with you to the sheriff.

But I can't.

If I let them capture me, that would be the end of it.

It would be all over, they'll make me go back.

No.

I must be off in pursuit of yon bandits.

My knightly honor is at stake.

Wouldst thou stand between me and my sworn duties?

Stand aside, knave. Look.

I know you mean well, old fellow.

But you're dangerous. Dangerous?

To yourself and others. Of course I'm dangerous.

I'm a veritable holy terror when I ride against evildoers. Ha.

My...

My daring exploits are known worldwide.

Well, we can tell your exploits to the sheriff.

Now, come on. No. I see it all now.

You're in league with those bandits,

you're trying to prevent me from wreaking my vengeance upon them.

Truly a bad spell must have been cast upon me.

Sire, please.

No more talk. Stand back.

Arthur. Don't go after those bandits alone.

Now that tin suit will not stop bullets.

Never fear, lad.

Justice shall be my armor and innocence my shield.

Come, Gwendolyn.

Arthur, come back here!

Charge!

You sure got a lot of guts, mister.

You ain't too long on brains,

if you think you're gonna get away with this a second time.

Now, let's not go through this again. I was just lugging your box.

Save it. Let's see how far your story gets with Sheriff Munsey this time.

If I was trying to steal the strongbox,

why would I lug it back to the driver.

My guess is, that after he wrecked the coach,

he seen that he couldn't get away,

so he brought the box back and he cooked up

this wild story just to cover himself.

Now, that makes a lot of sense, doesn't it?

Makes just about as much sense as anything you've said, son.

Twice in a row,

a band of outlaws ride down on the stagecoach,

knock out the driver, take down the strongbox,

shoot the lock off the box and then they ride away without taking anything.

And you say it's because something or somebody scared them off,

but you won't tell me who or what.

If I told you,

you wouldn't believe me.

Heh, now, you ain't got nothing to lose, boy,

because I ain't believing a thing you've said so far.

Uh, now, son, why don't you just tell me the truth?

I'm your friend. I'm trying to help you.

But if you insist on holding out on me,

if you refuse to tell me the whole story,

well, you can see for yourself how guilty it makes you look?

Now, boy, why don't you just tell me what really happened.

Come on, son, you can trust me.

All right.

All right.

You wanna know what really happened, huh?

The whole story?

Now, I have heard some wild stories in my time,

that fellow takes all the prizes.

And he seems so sincere too,

perfectly serious about the whole thing,

just as though he believed everything he was telling us.

Psst, psst.

Fear nothing, lad.

Thou unjust incarceration has not escaped the notice of King Arthur.

Oh, am I glad to see you? Ha-ha-ha.

I'll have thee free in a nonce.

Stay right there and you're gonna explain this whole thing to the sheriff.

Sheriff. Sheriff, come in here, quick.

The sheriff mustn't see me.

Sheriff. Sheriff, come here. Sherriff, there's somebody to see you, heh.

Arthur, Arthur. Arthur, come back here.

Arthur, where are you?

What is it? What's wrong? He was here, outside the window.

Who was here? Arthur, King Arthur,

he was outside here.

Well, don't just stand there! Go get him!

He can't move very fast in all that steel armor,

go out there and catch him. Now, now, just calm down.

Cyril, you run out there and see if you can find King Arthur.

Everything's gonna be all right. King Arthur?

What's he look like? Ha-ha-ha. Well, you can't miss him.

He's the only knight in armor you'll find out there.

I guarantee it. Go get him, hurry! Go on, Cyril.

Now, don't you worry, you just relax. We'll take care of everything.

Oh, why don't you lie down for a spell, and I'll be right back.

Yeah!

Arthur, you--

Cyril, you come back here and put that rifle away.

But you told me to go out there and look for--

I know what I told you.

I was just trying to humor him. I'm trying to settle him down.

We got a real problem with that boy, Cyril, why he's as crazy as a jaybird.

Ain't no doubt about that. I don't understand it.

Sheriff Coffee spoke so highly of him,

most of the time he talks and acts like he's got good sense.

But he's got a real thing about that King Arthur story of his.

You know, he reminds me of my Uncle Cleve.

One day, he talked and acted just like you and me.

Next day, we caught him out on the lake in a rowboat,

going after ducks with a bullwhip.

Hmm. Did he ever get over it? Yeah, for several days

he went along just fine.

Then one afternoon, he started making noise like a billy goat.

Before we could catch him, he started running

and butted his head clean through the barn wall.

Oh, my-- And he never was same after that.

Hmm.

Sheriff. Sheriff, he's back!

Shh.

He's back at the window. Sheriff!

Sheriff, you'd better do something. He's gonna be butting his brains out.

He's gonna do it right here in your jail.

Sheriff. Sheriff!

Now, settle down, boy, just settle down.

You're gonna be all right.

Where's that feel deputy of yours? Arthur is still out there.

He just popped up at the window again.

I know he did. But he's gone now,

and we ain't gonna let him bother you no more.

Cyril, why aren't you out there and trying to catch him?

What's wrong with you two?

See what I mean, sheriff?

Why don't you just lie down and try to get some rest.

What kind of a lunatic asylum is this anyway?

It will have to do until we get you to a real one.

Cyril, you run down to the stagecoach office.

You send a wire off to Sheriff Coffee in Virginia City.

You tell him what's happened here.

You tell us you send that boy's next-to-kin hereto claim him.

Sheriff, come quick, there's a brawl broke out in the saloon,

and it looks like there might be some shooting.

Oh, it's just nights like this make me wish

I could turn in my star.

Be of stout head, lad.

Thy liberation is at hand.

What are you doing?

I've come to help you.

Don't. I don't want any of your help.

Just let them hang me or whatever it is they wanna do with me.

Nonsense, you'll be free in the wink of an eye.

Now, Gwendolyn, heave. With all your might, go!

A slight miscalculation, lad, but I'll think of something else.

Stop that. Get out of here. I'm in enough trouble already.

Come on, lad, you're free.

Sire, I do not wish to escape. I like it here.

I love it here, Arthur.

But I have a plan, lad, that'll fix up everything.

It may mean the end of King Arthur but we'll go out in blaze a glory.

Come on, lad.

Camelot awaits.

Can't do this to me. I'm a taxpayer. Shh.

Now you get quiet, Sam.

We got a mighty sick man in there. Shh.

Shh.

Where's this sick man you were talking about?

Well, sir, you're looking at him.

Well.

Where's Adam? Uh, Adam didn't get in yet, Pa.

What do you mean?

Look, Roy said that when Sheriff Munsey got that wire of identification,

he'd be taking the afternoon stage out.

Yeah, he didn't, Pa. Me and Joe met the stage,

he wasn't on it. As a matter of fact--

I gotta figure something out.

I gotta get Roy to send another wire. Straighten things out once and for all.

We've already talked to Roy, Pa,

he just got another telegram from Sheriff Munsey.

What's wrong now?

It seems the sheriff wants us to come to fetch Adam.

Yeah. Fetch him?

What kind of nonsense is that?

Pa, it seems like Adam has been acting son of peculiar-like.

"Peculiar." Now what do you mean "peculiar"?

It, uh, seems he's seeing things.

He's seeing things. And what kind of things has he been seeing?

What kind of things has he been seeing?

Hoss, tell him what kind of things he's been seeing.

Well, uh, like, knights in armor and such.

Knights in armor, and Sheriff Munsey wired this.

Well, I'm gonna tell you something, we're gonna fetch Adam.

And that Sheriff Munsey is gonna be seeing things by the time I get there.

I can understand that you might be seeing things.

I can understand you seeing things.

But I cannot believe that Adam sees things, not him.

All right, let's go. Why me?

Come on, let's go.

And locked up inside that jail and he escaped?

Just like he floated through the cell bars

and the cell door wasn't even unlocked.

Oh, come on, that's impossible.

Well, we told you, he's crazy.

Ain't anybody tried to track him down?

Uh, there was no point in trying to find his trail last night.

I was just about to send Cyril out to round up some men

for a search party when you came busting over.

You've got yourself your search party now, so let's get going.

We'll head out for Pennant Peak.

We can see all through the territory from there.

Oh, Cyril, you take care of the office.

Hey, Cyril, get on your feet.

Arthur, if this is a wild goose chase, you're taking me on,

I'm gonna get me a screw driver and take you apart, piece by piece.

Upon my oath, lad, I followed the villains

and discovered their hideout last night.

It was only by dint of sheer willpower

I restrained myself from swooping down

and capturing them single-handed,

but I knew how much you'd want to share the glory of the event,

so I went back for you.

Why didn't you tell me this back at the jail?

And have you tell that miserably inept sheriff?

Ch, of course, it's his job to capture a bandit, it's not ours.

A lad wouldst forego the glory and the honor.

I wouldst and so would you.

As soon as you show me where this hideout is,

we're gonna get back to town and get the sheriff out here with a posse.

Then I most certainly never tell you where it is.

Arthur, as a king you should know that

courage should be tempered with caution at times.

There's only two of us.

And how many of them have you counted lately, 10, 20?

Oh, never mind how many I've counted.

Look, if I could show you a way

that the two of us could overcome a whole army.

Would you help? Huh? Oh, now it's an army, huh?

That's worth a look at least.

Lad, you may win your golden spurs yet.

Onward. Right.

There, see them?

Look.

Juan, Juan, the stagecoach is coming.

You're sure that tin man is not around?

I searched all over, he's nowhere to be seen.

I hope so for his sake.

Come on, we'll stop them? No.

We're gonna get back to town and we'll have a posse out here,

waiting for them when they get back. Oh, you and that sheriff of yours...

Why do you want him to have all the fun?

I'm through arguing with you, now come on.

No.

Arthur, I hate to use force, but since we only have one horse.

Now look, lad,

how do you know that the sheriff will believe you?

He hasn't in the past.

I'll take my chances.

Why don't we capture young guard

and then we'll take him back with us as proof?

No, that won't work.

We don't know how long the others are gonna be gone.

Now if they come back before we can have a posse out here

waiting for him, they're gonna see the guard missing,

they'll know something is wrong,

and they'll head for the hills. No, Arthur, we just won't...

Arthur, come back here!

Arthur, you...

Argh!

Hail, young gatekeeper! King Arthur has approached.

That castle is under siege, knave.

Strike thy colors, lower the drawbridge, and yield.

After him, Gwendolyn, full tilt! Charge!

Arthur, look out!

Huh. Zounds, lad,

the varlet was sturdier than I thought. Ha-ha-ha.

Well, you really did it, this time, didn't you?

By Jove, I did, didn't I?

It was lovely piece of work if I do say so myself, heh.

All right, your majesty.

Now, you come. Oh. Thank you.

And thank you very much.

Now go and get your rope and let's tie him up,

while I figure out what we're gonna do about the others when they get here.

Don't worry about anything at all, I'll think of something.

I hope not.

Not a sign down here. Anything up there?

Not a trace. It's turned into a lifetime job,

we're gonna search all them little canyons.

Sheriff Munsey, your deputy told me I'll probably find you out this way.

Ben, you mind if I join you? I got a stake in this too.

Hey, Pa, Sheriff Munsey, you better come quick.

Did you find Adam?

No, but there's a stage down the road that's been robbed.

About a quarter of a mile. I think the driver's hurt.

Oh, he's gonna be all right, I guess. He's beginning to move around now.

Uh, we can catch them bandits, if we get right after them.

And they could know something about your boy.

Sheriff. Yeah, that's a good idea.

You make sure that he doesn't move around, you hear me?

You folks stay right here, you'll be all right. We'll be right back.

Sheriff,

but sheriff, wait, sheriff, I wanna ask you something.

It'll have to wait for now, ma'am.

But I only wanted to know if you-- Sorry, Miss.

Oh.

Three times.

I told you, amigos. We'll be rich men.

We are rich!

All right, throw down your guns and put up your hands,

or I'll pick you off one by one like fish in a barrel.

By thunder, it worked, lad! We got them!

Yep. All 20 of them!

Halt, you bandits!

Do I see what I think I see?

Citizens of Camelot,

thy good King Arthur and his noble squire

return from battle with the bluggedly highwaymen subdued.

Yeah, verily, yeah, forsooth, noble Arthur,

thou dost surely speak a mouthful.

This is one time Adam is gonna do some fancy explaining to me.

Hyah!

Hey, sheriff, looks like you made yourself a real haul, ha, ha.

Hey, uh, what's that?

You tell me, and we'll both know.

Methinks I have been away at the crusades too long.

None of my loyal subjects seem to remember me.

So, there you are, Uncle Leo.

Do you realize I've been looking for you for ten days.

Wa-ha-ha. Phoebe, my pet, well, how lovely to see you.

What brings you all the way out here?

What brings me out here?

I've been worried sick about you, Uncle Leo,

I should've known this would happen the day you lugged that armor home

from the antique store.

Oh, well... Ha-ha.

How did you find me?

It wasn't difficult to follow your trail.

When I came through Dawcett City, the people there

still hadn't recovered from your little visit.

Half of them thought they'd seen a ghost,

and the other half thought they'd gone crazy.

Well, it's all over now, you're coming home with me,

before you get into any more trouble.

So there we were, just Adam and I,

against a veritable legion of outlaws.

We knew the situation was desperate,

and we knew that only we could handle the job.

Well, sir, let me tell you. Poor, darling.

He worked in a bank all of his life and hated it.

He said his soul was dying for want of some excitement in life.

He spent all of his time reading adventure books.

Then after Aunt Emma died,

he decided to quit reading and go find some adventure on his own.

He didn't wanna live out his old age

without ever having known any real thrills or excitement.

He's a romantic old character, all right.

Does he do this sad of thing often?

Well, up until now, his adventures had all been make-believe.

He'd go off for a day or two by himself.

He'd come back with all manner of wild stories that he had imagined.

After this last outing of his, though, I'm really worried about him.

He keeps this sad of thing up. Adam!

Oh, we did have a time, didn't we?

And it isn't an experience that I would care to repeat any time soon.

Well, frankly, lad, neither would I, heh.

But you know, for the first time in my life, I really lived all the thrills,

the danger, the excitement of the chase,

and the intoxicating drama of combat.

No, I wouldn't wanna do it again mind you,

but the memories, lad, heh,

the memories I'll have for the rest of my life.

You're gonna be content with those memories

or stop worrying your poor little niece here with all your disappearing?

I promise, my dear, no more running away.

And King Arthur's word is his sacred bond.

Thank you, Adam, Mr. Cartwright, for all you've done.

Stage is ready to leave, Uncle Leo, we have to go.

Very well, my dear.

Well, gentlemen, bye-bye.

Goodbye. Take care yourself.

Right, in you go.

Oh, I almost forgot, one more thing.

Adam, come here.

For gallant and meritorious service,

and for an understanding and sympathetic head,

King Arthur does bestow upon thee the noble rank of knight.

I dub thee Sir Adam.

Goodbye, King Arthur, hail and farewell.

Charge!

Peasants.

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