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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!

Oh, Pancho?

Pancho, wake up.

--Cisco.

Come on, Pancho, wake up.

We've got to be on our way.

Cisco, why you always wake me up when I'm taking a siesta,

huh?

Would you rather I do it when you're awake?

Well, yes, if you wake me up when I'm awake, and then I don't

lose too many sleep, don't you?

Cisco, I don't know.you always get my tongue all tangled up

with my words.

Why are we stopping?

One of the wheels seems to be loose.

Pancho,-- sleep away.

I like to sleep.

(women screaming) Cisco, I hear a woman scream.

Must be those people that just passed us.

That was close.

Are you all right?

Yes, thanks to you, mister.

My name is Cisco Kid.

I'm Jennifer Kellin, and this is my mother.

Heavens to Betsy, I'll never get over this.

I don't know how to thank you, young man.

It was my pleasure, I assure you.

Cisco, the next time you do that rope trick, don't take so

long.

You give my heart the pali-pitations.

That's not good for the appetite, Cisco.

This is my friend, Pancho.

I am Pancho Miguel Fernando de Conejo, Jr.

You are pleased to make my acquaintance.

How do you do, I'm sure.

What made the horses bolt?

I don't know.

One of them jumped all of a sudden as though stung by a bee.

A bee?

It was a BB shot from an air gun.

I dig it out, was under the skin.

Someone seems to wish you harm.

Oh, good heavens.

But, why?

We've never even been in this part of the country before.

We came just for the reading of Milton Walker's will.

Milton Walker, the millionaire rancher who die last

month?

Yes, he was my uncle.

I could be wrong, Mrs. Kellen, but it seems to me that

someone doesn't want you and your daughter to be present when

they read the will.

Oh, good heavens.

I wonder if it would be asking too much if.

If what, miss?

If you'd just go with us to the ranch and stay until the

reading of the will is over.

Oh, that will do us great please, eh, Pancho?

Sí, sí.

Come on, let's get busy and see if we can hitch the horses

to the buckboard.

"And I leave my entire estate.real and otherwise.to be

divided equally among my niece Matilda Kellin, her daughter,

Jennifer, and my grandnephew George Bruce, provided, however,

that they make their home at this the Walker Ranch.

Further, should any of them fail to comply with my desire that

they live here, I direct that their share of my estate be

divided among the other legatees.

And should all the--" "And should all of

them fail to live here, I direct that my entire estate be

given my lawyer Thomas T.

Trimble."

(screams) It's all right.

It's just a loose shutter.

Well, ladies and Mr. Bruce, that's the will.

And unless you have some questions, I must be going now.

Pretty nice for you, Trimble, if we all moved away.

Not you, George, you've lived here almost all your life.

Well, good night.

Oh, and something else.should you hear any strange noises,

don't be alarmed.

It's nothing at all, nothing.

Just what did he mean by that?

Lacey and Prescott, the servants, think they've been

hearing some ghostly noises.

Oh, my goodness.

And you?

I don't believe in ghosts.

Me, too, but my Uncle Tito, one time, he see a ghost.

(gun shot) Come on, Pancho.

Get the smelling salts.

Cisco?

What happened, Cisco?

Are you all right?

I'm all right if my head is still on my shoulders.

How did you happen to find us here?

I was just about to drive away from the barn, and I saw

you and Pancho come in, so I came in here and found ya both

out cold.

Did you see who hit you?

No, I didn't.

Well, I come in, and I was looking for Cisco, and I bend

over to talk to him, and all to the sudden, I-I see lots of

stars, and I know the stars, they don't belong in a barn.

It's the ghost, the ghost of Milton Walker.

Nonsense.

But that face.we all saw it.

Ghosts don't go around clubbing people on the head.

Of course not.

I suggest you all lie down and give your nerves a chance to

settle.

Well, good night.

Good night.

Good night.

I'm terribly sorry for what happened.

I-I shouldn't have asked you to come.

I'm not only glad we came, but we're going to stay.

We're not going to leave here until you and your mother are

absolutely safe.

Right, Pancho?

That's right, and when we catch that ghost, señorita,

we're gonna turn him into a real one.

Did you see anything around on your side?

No, Cisco, the ghosts, they go to bed.

I think maybe we better get some sleep, too.

Not yet, Pancho.

Let's take another look around the house.

(screams) Help, help!

What happened?

Cisco, the ghost's in our room.

Are you sure it wasn't a dream?

No, Cisco, I saw it, I know I did.

So did I.

It was horrible.

I'm not gonna stay in this house another minute, not for

all the tea in China.

I'm going!

I beg your pardon.

I thought I heard someone scream.

(thud) Oh, Pancho, don't go!

I gonna help Cisco before they --

Cisco needs me.

Let go!

Pancho.

(laughing) What.what happened, Cisco?

I fell against that fireplace, Pancho.

May.maybe the ghost, he push you.

Stop talking nonsense, Pancho.

You know very well that ghosts don't exist.

Cisco, don't tell me that, because I shoot him two times in

the middle of his face, and he laugh at me, and he run away.

Pancho.

Cisco, Cisco, that's the truth, the whole truth, and

everything but the truth.

(groaning) (screams)

George.

Get some water.

Somebody must've hit him on the head.

I heard the screams, and I ran from my room.

It's right here on the first floor.

Then, all of a sudden, I went out like a light.

Where have you been, Lacey?

Me?

Why, I was in my room asleep.

Are you sure of that.

Well, of course, I'm sure.

I heard the shot, I came as quickly as I could.

May I ask what happened, sir?

I'll tell you later.

Right now you help George to his room.

Yes, sir.

Oh, my dear, we had better before Milton's ghost does

something.

Let's not be too hasty.

The man that knocked out George was as much alive as the man

I tangled with.

Yes, Cisco, with the bullet holes in his head--

I believe you, Pancho.

Then what do you make of it?

Well, if it wasn't the ghost, it must be the lawyer.

He's the man that's gonna get all the money when you and your

mama and George leave this house.

What do you think, Cisco?

You're right, Pancho, but let's not make up our minds.

I've got an idea that might work.

We'll try it in the morning.

It's Pancho.

Well, Pancho?

I do what you say, Cisco.

I sneak in and I search the rooms of Prescott and Lacey, and

I didn't find nothing.

Well, I guess that's that.

Maybe it is the lawyer-- (gunshot)

I'm going to smoke him out, Pancho.

You keep an eye on Jennifer and her mother.

Whoa.

Whoa.

Why, that's Mr. Trimble's buggy.

Let's have a look at it.

Looks like you were right about him, Pancho.

This gun has been fired not long ago.

Cisco, let's go get those sinverguenzas.

He--he ain't here, Cisco.

Oh, Prescott?

You call, miss?

Yes.

Where's Mr. Trimble?

Well, that's strange.

What is?

He was waiting here in this room just five minutes ago.

Where can he be?

Maybe he's planning another ghost act.

Let's take a look around the house.

It's locked.

This door was locked.

He didn't come in here.

Well, I-- I guess-- Holy smokers!

It's the lawyer, Cisco.

He was strangled.

Caray!

Well, he's not the ghost, for sure.

Then must be this Lacey or this Prescott, huh?

Maybe.

But how did he get in here?

I don't know.

Pancho, there must be a hidden entrance in this room

somewhere.

Must be, Cisco.

Come in.

Come in.

Oh, it's you, Cisco.

Cisco, what are you--what are you looking for, Cisco?

Pancho, I'm looking for the hidden entrance.

There ain't no secret entrance here, Cisco.

Pancho?

Hey, Pancho?

Pancho?

Where are you, Pancho?

Here I am, Cisco.

Good, Pancho, you found it.

Now, let's see where it leads to.

Hey, Pancho, from the outside, you'd never know that there was

a room like this up here.

No.

What's this, Cisco?

Say, this is phosphorus and paint.

Caray, Cisco, no wonder that's why the face shine in the

dark, huh?

That's right.

(gasps) Holy smokers!

Cisco, look, the face, and the bullet holes where I shoot him

last night.

Why didn't I kill him?

Take your sombrero off, Pancho.

I'll show you.

The sombrero.

Yeah, hold still.

Wait a minute.

Yeah?

This fits just like this, you see?

He wore it on top of his head.

The mask was way up there.

Now, when you shot, you hit the mask, not his head.

That's the way he wore it.

You're right, Cisco, that's the way I wore it.

Get over there away from that window.

Get their guns, Prescott.

Holy smokers.

So, you were the ghost, huh?

Yes, I was a couple of times when Lacey wasn't playing the

part.

You gave me quite a tussle last night, Cisco, and you almost

caught me this afternoon.

You certainly had us fooled.

Cisco, didn't I told you there was a couple of rotten

tomatoes?

Why did you kill Trimble?

I had to.

He walked in on us at the wrong time, just like you two.

I had to protect my fortune.

What now?

After I get rid of you two, I shouldn't have any trouble

getting Matilda and Jennifer to clear out and break the terms of

the will.

I'm sorry, but business is business.

Turn around.

I'm sorry I couldn't stop to help you, Pancho.

Cisco, I didn't need no help.

I do it all myself.

Is George in the barn?

Yes and with a gun.

How we gonna get him, Cisco?

We'll get him.

Let's go around in the back...and fast.

It's locked.

Yeah.

Say, Pancho, you see the roof up there?

It's ready to cave in.

I got an idea.

Come on.

Here, give me a hand with that board.

Grab the other end.

Ready, Pancho?

Yes.

One...

Two, three...

Go!

He could've given it to me.

I'll teach you not to go around scaring people!

And when I get through with you, I'll turn you over to Pancho,

and he'll-- Hold it, Matilda, hold it.

Let's have a look at him.

Pancho, I'm sorry.

You sorry?

I'm black and blue.

Oh, Pancho!

Oh, Cisco!

Good-bye, amigos!

See you soon!