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...can steal my heart as long as I've got my dog.

They powder and pain to be what they ain't,

And that's why I like my dog.

They try the disposition of the finest saint,

and that's why I like my dog.

So I miss the stripe of married life.

My only boss is my Tarzan horse.

Oh, there ain't anybody can steal my heart,

as long as I've got my dog.

How's that, Cactus?

I've heard tomcats yowling I liked better.

That's the darndest fool song I ever heard.

Why, you ain't even got no dog.

I got a horse, ain't I?

Well, I reckon I can't stop you making that noise out here,

but don't never do it in front of no strangers.

Aw, quit squaking, Cactus.

Come on, let's go.

This beats the city, doesn't it, Snoop?

Just wide open spaces.

No traffic to worry about.

Look out, Cactus!

Get off the road there!

Whoa, boy.

Whoa.

Easy.

Boy, you loco, bone headed, short horned son of an orerny,

low life, knot knead, white livered sheep herder.

Easy, old timer.

There's a woman up there.

And I can see you're not hurt.

No, I ain't hurt.

But anybody who'd drive a car like that, a woman, oughta

be put in a booby hat.

You're gonna let him talk that way about a lady, Tarzan?

Here.

Now, you lay off me, you big blonde billy goat.

All right, all right.

If that's the way you feel about it.

Nice Tarzan.

Yeah, nice boy.

I hope you'll excuse my son, miss.

He ain't even learned to ride yet.

I'm terribly sorry.

There didn't seem to be room enough for both of us out here,

does there?

Oh-- no, ma'am.

I mean, yes.

I guess I was going too fast.

It was all my fault.

Well, these roads could stand to be widened here.

We don't mind, though, do we?

No, ma'am.

Gee, miss, I guess you got the worst of it after all.

You are in quite a fix.

Serves her right.

We'll get you out of it all right, though.

With the help of Cactus here.

Is that your name?

Yeah.

My name's Cactus.

And them that don't like it--

Wait just a minute, now, old timer.

We're pals, and all that sort of thing,

but where a lady's concerned--

Oh, I don't mind.

I think he's cute.

Hey, listen, let's help her get this car out of here.

Go out and pick up the stock.

Not me.

She got herself into it, and I'll let her get out.

Just leave him alone a minute.

He'll help out.

He's always like that.

My name's Lila Miller.

Mine's Kentucky.

Folks generally call me Ken.

We were on our way to El Repozo ranch.

El Repozo?

Yes.

My dad owns it.

You're going in the cross country race, I suppose?

Yes, ma'am.

We've been in 20 already.

How many did you win?

Well-- just exactly 20.

Say, what do you got on those mules?

Oh, that's things to sell to dudes.

Aw, and I thought you were a real cowboy.

Oh, I am, miss.

That's just a sideline.

See, we take old tars and go around to these races.

If folks want to buy, they can.

Kinda helps out with expenses.

Well, Miller has certainly picked a god-forsaken country

to lose himself in.

Maybe.

But he hasn't done badly for himself.

Locating a gold mine, and operating the finest

dude ranch in the west.

Say, what have you got on Miller, anyway?

That's my business.

Yeah?

Then what's mine?

You'll find out soon enough.

And if it's the Miller I'm looking for,

it's going to be a very pleasant vacation.

Hey, Jimmy, give me a lift to the ranch?

Sure will, Miss Lila.

You want a tow?

No, just a lift.

There's Noah's now.

Yeah.

Rearrange those bags.

You sit over there.

Thank you.

Not at all.

Now, there's your bags.

Thanks again, and I'll see you at the ranch.

Yes, ma'am.

Pardon me.

I never seen you look sillier in all my life.

That's kept me out of the clutches of the ornery

sex for night on to 40 years.

And by crikey, I reckon you need it worse than I do now.

Hey, listen, your old scarfing, cut it out.

Help me get a rope on that car, come on.

But she said she'd send for it.

Well, she may forget it.

And besides, I haven't had a ride

in a good car for a long time.

Come on.

I won't do it, dag gummit.

I just won't, and that's final!

Oh, you may have health,

and you may have wealth, and your clothes

may fit like a glove.

But early or late, you're a lonesome skate if you

can't find a girl to love.

Oh, you may be king of everything, with a mustache

you can twirl, but when you sigh,

and you don't know why, it's because you ain't got a girl.

But I felt sure you were in New York, girl.

No, this is my home.

The city chokes me.

No air, no mountains.

No moonlight on the desert.

But you went to school in the east.

That's a certainty.

Graduated last year.

Now I'm helping Dad run his ranch.

Oh.

Sounds like a big job.

Not at all.

I love it.

But don't you ever get lonesome out here?

There's lots of people around.

Oh, I don't mean that kind of lonesome, though.

I mean, lonesome for some particular person.

Oh, dear.

Are you sure he's safe?

Well, he will be after you get on him, lady.

You see, he kinda likes you.

Why, Lila?

What are you doing on the stage?

Where's your car?

Back at the fork, in a ditch.

Oh, you monkey.

Welcome to El Repozo, gentlemen.

How are you, Mr. Tracy?

Glad to see you again.

Thanks.

This is Mr. Chandler.

Pleased to meet you, Mr. Chandler.

I'm Charlie Miller.

I hope you'll find peace and rest here.

Thanks.

NIce place you have here.

It's a great spot, isn't it?

Yes, great spot.

For someone who wants to get away from the past.

Did you say your name was Miller?

Yes.

Charlie Miller.

Why?

Oh, nothing.

For a moment you reminded me of someone

I used to know when I was a boy.

But his name wasn't Charlie Miller.

Well, maybe I'm a twin, and don't know it?

Yeah, maybe.

Pete will show you to your quarters.

I'll take you around later.

Thanks.

Well, young lady, what happened to your car?

Well, Dad, you see, it was like this.

I didn't think I was going so awfully fast--

No.

Oh, really.

That him?

Miller?

Sure.

Pretty swell job, that daughter.

That's not what we came down here for.

No, but I wouldn't mind leaving with it.

When are you going to crack down on Miller?

When I get ready.

In the meantime, your job is to take orders, not ask questions.

And he's coming here to sell things.

Oh, I want you to help him.

He's awfully sweet.

What's this?

A sweet cowboy?

Oh, Dad, he's regular.

Oh, you'll like him.

A sweet cowboy?

Come along.

Now gaze on these wonderful contraptions here, folks.

Why, just a look at 'em would make you feel and act western.

Imagine the proud look on your horse's face

when he sees you in one of these outfits.

Now, me and me young son here has raised pets, born

with a gold spoon in the mouth.

The darn thing Tarzan, we head to leave home to make a living.

Now, just a minute.

Now take a look at these beautiful silver spurs.

They jingle with every step, and make you feel proud to walk.

And if you listen-- if you listen very careful,

you can hear 'em sing a song of love.

What's that about the song of love?

Oh-- I said, Mom, that if you listen right careful,

it'd sing a song of love.

But you have to listen.

And can they really sing?

Oh, yes, sir, Mr. Miller.

They sing a beautiful little song entitled, A Steal At $50.

Well, it certainly is a steal, but I'm

not suggesting who's the thief.

Oh, Dad, why don't you buy them?

As first prize for the race.

At, uh, $50?

Here ya are, mister.

Guaranteed to straighten knot knees and worn rubber blister.

Even give you a genuine western bow-legged look.

Only $250.

You peddlers have worked up quite a sucker racket.

My name's Cactus, mister, and don't you

forget that I'm prickly.

Miss Miller, who is that stranger over there?

Mr. Chandler.

Thanks.

Well, Mr. Chandler, think I mind meeting you here.

And, uh, think what a break you're getting, meeting me.

You could get a real western outfit for, say, about $100?

Thanks, but personally I don't care to look like a fool.

What's that?

I said thanks, but I don't care to look like a fool.

My mistake.

My mistake.

But in this case, I don't think the clothes

would make any difference.

Oh, look, Mr. Chandler.

Aren't they beauties?

Dad's buying them for the open race.

Automobile?

No, silly.

Horses.

We have a race every year through 5 Mile Canyon.

Slides, jumps-- everything.

Well, that's very interesting.

I'll watch it from the grandstand.

Uh, have you bought your western outfit yet?

Well, uh, I'm considering this saddle.

How much did you say it was, my good man?

$400.

Very reasonable.

I'll take it.

Bring it over to my bungalow.

I think the best spot's down the ravine,

where there's a lot of brush.

I've picked the exact spot.

I'll show it to you tonight.

Want me to stretch a rope?

A rope will show.

Better use a wire.

I'll explain just what I want this evening.

Interfering with a horse race is mighty risky

business out in this country.

I think it would be better--

I'll do the thinking.

You just ride to win.

So I hear you're not betting on my brand, eh?

Letting your poor old dad down.

No, I'm not.

I'm betting a little, but I'm putting

most of my money on Tarzan.

You mean you're putting most of your money on Ken?

Yes.

Tarzan and Ken.

There you are.

Good luck.

Oh, hello.

Thanks a lot.

And the good looking horses I see around here, I may need it.

You won't need anymore than I'm wishing you.

Well, how's the betting.

Tell you the truth, sir, I don't know.

I hear there's a lot of money being put

down on Tarzan and my horse.

Well, maybe so.

Well, good luck, Ken.

Thanks, Mr. Miller.

Bye.

I think I'll take a little stroll around,

size up our competition.

All right, Cactus.

Stay away from that betting.

You know you're failing.

Me gamble?

Aw, you know I've been cured of that.

Yeah?

Yeah.

When?

Wanna bet?

I don't think I feel like betting today, Chandler.

Oh, come on, old man.

Let's forget yesterday.

Which one is his?

That's the one.

I spotted it this morning.

Well, there's no harm done, Chandler.

You feel that way about it, I'll take you on for $50.

$50?

Well, you haven't got the courage to put up your horse,

have you?

Don't worry none about my courage.

I just simply can't bet something that don't belong to me.

Me and Cactus are partners in everything, that's all.

You won't need that wire.

I'll have him out of the race before he gets to the ravine.

We won't take any chances.

Get down there and be ready for him if he does come through.

Now, just looking to see if he has any teeth.

He's got enough to bite off this race, I guess.

I understand you haven't got much chance today, Tracy.

What do you mean?

I've got it in the bag.

Oh, yeah?

Everybody else is going for Tarzan.

Maybe.

But Ken's partner doesn't expect him to win.

Me?

Why, dag gummit, Tarzan will be so far ahead,

it'll look like the other horses are running in another race.

Would you like to lay a little bit on that?

I sure would.

We done a good business today.

$660.

Covered.

Why--

Oh, this will be safe with me.

Your partner and I were talking about betting Tarzan.

Oh, no.

Ken wouldn't put up Tarzan.

Wouldn't he?

You were the only thing that was keeping him back.

He said you were half owners.

I'd risk 1,000 against Tarzan.

You would?

Ken left the decision up to you, Cactus.

$1,000?

Ken and me could sure use that.

Aw, you'd better forget it, Cactus.

Tarzan doesn't stand a chance against that horse.

Aw, what are you talking about?

Tarzan will walk away from him like he's standing still.

I'll bet $1,000 cash against Tarzan right this minute.

I'll bet you two mules and my other horse against $100.

You're on.

Throw in the dude clothes, and I'll make it $500.

I'll take it.

Aw, chicken feed.

Why don't you go the whole way and put up Tarzan?

Oh, I-- I just couldn't do it.

Ken would--

Well, he said it was up to you.

You're senior partner, aren't you?

You wait here.

I'll talk to Ken.

Aw, it's too late.

I've gotta get this horse to the barrier.

Looks like you're a cinch, Tracy.

The old man doesn't seem to have any confidence in Tarzan.

Maybe he's afraid Ken's going to throw the race?

Wait a minute.

I'll take that bet.

Great work, Ken!

Congratulations, Tracy.

You rode a great race.

Thanks.

Yeah.

What happened to Ken?

It's too bad.

He would have won, but he took a bad spill back at the ravine.

Well, I just can't understand it.

Tarzan ain't never lost his footing before.

Well, there's a first time for everything, you know?

Yeah.

We'll turn over everything to you as soon as I see Ken.

They was egging me on, and egging me on,

and the old gambling fever got me.

I just know'd I couldn't lose.

Well, we've been broke before, haven't we?

It looked like a perfect cinch.

Tarzan ain't never lost a race.

Why, he wouldn't know how.

So I-- I bet him, too.

I bet Tarzan.

Why, you couldn't.

You couldn't do that to me, Cactucs?

I ain't asking you to forgive me.

I'd sooner cut off my arm than hurt ya.

I just wanted you to understand, before I go.

You've got a mighty fine idea of what being a partner

means, haven't ya?

I know it.

Well, you don't act like it.

Talking about running around out on me, leaving me.

Why, you old billy goat, what would you do without me?

Forget it, old partner.

We lost a race, but I'm not so sure we lost Tarzan.

Oh-- what do you mean?

Look here.

Something cut him bad here.

I see what it was.

This wire's brand new.

Just been broken, too.

Somebody's, uh-- take a look at that.

A cowhand, with a twisted heel.

Yeah, and a city dude with a rubber one.

All we got to do now is find the men that fit them shoes.

Yeah, that's all.

Well, old timer, we've been framed.

Cutting them poor knees of yours, too.

I got a powerful feeling that man Chandler--

I'll find the boots that made them

prints if it takes me 17 years.

You know, you're very beautiful.

Adorable.

Thank you, kind sir.

You belong among the bright lights-- theaters,

cafes, interesting people.

We could have a great time seeing them together.

I believe I could make you very happy.

A proposal?

I've met a great many girls, but this is my first proposal,

believe me.

Oh, I appreciate the compliment,

but I don't want to marry just yet.

You don't dislike me?

Of course not.

But there's lots of time.

And after all, Father does--

I'm sure he won't stand in the way of your happiness.

In fact, I'll go and see him right now.

You wouldn't do that?

Oh, he'll be glad to see me.

You come here a total stranger, and out

of a clear sky demand-- demand that I give you my daughter?

I think you'd better take care your vacation somewhere else.

You're beginning to set my teeth on edge.

Do I make myself clear?

Yes, indeed.

Very clear.

In fact, you're beginning to set my teeth on edge.

Then the best thing you can do is to get out.

Maybe yes, maybe no.

Suppose we take off the masks?

What do you mean?

You said you didn't know who I was.

Take another look.

Who are you?

It took me a long, long time to find you.

I'm Monty Korber's son.

Monty Korber?

When you broke parole and ran away--

For heaven's sake, Chandler--

Korber.

Matt Korber.

Very well.

Korber.

I did your father no wrong, and you know it.

I was innocent, and you ought to know that, too.

I came out here to get away from it all, and try to forget,

for my daughter's sake.

You can't come in now and ruin everything.

Well, that's up to you.

And your very charming daughter.

Why, you--

Take it easy.

Same old trick.

Yeah.

I learned it from the old man.

Well, what do you want?

Plenty.

I'm muscling in.

I won't be a bed partner, Charlie.

And I won't be such a bad son-in-law.

But I might be a bad witness against you.

Beginning tomorrow, I own half his ranch, and half the gold

you get out of the hills.

Barefaced robbery.

Call it what you like.

But don't mistake it for a bluff.

I'm taking on the lam.

You're taking in on the lam?

Did I tell you?

No, I'm telling you.

Getting tired of living, are you?

No.

I want to keep healthy, and that'll

be plenty tough to do if that Kentucky

ever pins the goods on us.

I tell you, he suspects something.

Aw, that mug doesn't know a thing.

You're just turning yellow.

If you've got Miller where you want him,

why don't you get that shipment of gold

that's coming in tonight?

It's a big one. Give me my half and let me go.

Your half? Did I ever tell you you'd get half?

You'll get as much as I give you, and when I give it to you.

If you think I'm going to stick around here falling for some chick.

You'll stick, and like it.

You stuck me in the worst long enough.

And I'm not gonna take it! - Take this!

Why, you dirty--

And here's something to make you look nice at the dance tonight.

Stop, stop!

I've had enough!

I shouldn't take so much trouble.

I oughta just pour you back in the bottle.

There's only one man can run any show,

and I've yet to see the person who can run me.

You get it?

Dosie do, a little more do, chicken in the bread pan,

kicking out dough.

Promenade!

Thank you, folks.

And now the Wyoming waltz, boys.

Somewhere in Wyoming, someone waits

for me on the lone prairie.

Down there in Wyoming, skies will all be blue,

and I'll be there with you.

And somewhere in the west, we'll build our little nest.

A place where we can love in the...

I pray for that day in

Have a little punch?

Thanks, Cactus.

No.

Not for me.

Say, can I sing my song now?

Now?

Yeah, I want to sing it right now.

How about it?

Well, all right, then.

Go ahead, but we're going to help ya.

Who's gonna help me?

- The boys and I... - No.

Why?

My mama don't allow no music played in here.

My mama don't allow no music in here.

Tell us what mama don't allow.

Play the music in here, huh?

My mama don't allow no accordion playing in here.

Give me that.

My mama don't allow no accordion playing in here.

What do I care what mama don't allow?

I'm gonna play my accordion anyhow.

My mama don't allow no

harmonica playing in here.

She don't allow no harmonica playing in here.

But I don't care what mama don't allow,

gonna play my harmonica anyhow.

She don't allow no mandolin playing in here.

My mama don't allow no mandolin in here.

What do I care what she don't allow?

I'm gonna play my mandolin anyhow.

My mama don't allow no guitars in here.

My mama don't allow no guitars in here.

What do I care what mama don't allow?

I'm gonna play my guitar anyhow.

My mama don't allow me to go with pretty girls.

My mama don't allow me to go with pretty girls.

What do I care what mama don't allow?

I'm gonna go with them pretty girls, anyhow.

Come on!

Old Sante Fe, come on!

Old Santa Fe!

All right.

That's the Old Santa Fe.

There's an old trail in my memory, where

the pale moon softly hangs.

And the starlight's always shining

on the trail of my dreams.

There's a bright, silvery lining for this weary, lonely

straight.

For there's someone who is pining

way down in old Santa Fe.

So I'm heading for a homestead, I'll be riding high and white.

I'll be betting down my own spread across the old divide.

Got my saddle on my white horse, my pack is on the done.

Singing with my face to the sun.

The old trail keeps a-calling.

I'll be resting and a nesting way

down in old Santa Fe.

Come on, everyone.

I'm heading for a homestead,

I'm riding high and white.

I'll be betting down my own spread across the great divide.

Got my saddle on my white horse, my pack is on the done.

Singing with my face to the sun.

Oh-- that old trail keeps a-calling.

Ride 'em, cowboy!

I'll be resting and a-nesting way down in old Santa Fe.

Where's Mr. Miller?

Oh, in there, I think.

Oh, there he is.

Mr. Miller?

Mr. Miller?

Mr. Miller?

Thank you, Tim.

What made you so late, Frank?

We struck a heavy vein up at the mine today.

Good work.

Who's there with your father?

Oh, he's the messenger from the mine.

Comes in once a month.

Dad's a big mine owner, you know?

Interesting.

They must have been blowing great guns up at the mine.

Sure. I brought you close to 20,000 this trip.

Splendid.

I'll, uh, send this to the express office on the ranch

stage in the morning.

Now, there ain't no need of you looking down your nose.

This evening is just the beginning of our good luck.

That is, if you don't let that cow eyed blonde

get you up in a corner and talk you out of it.

You dancing, Ken?

Well, no, I-- I guess I don't dance very well.

Oh, I've been wanting to tell you how-- how

awfully sorry I feel about everything.

Well, getting to the end of the race.

I hate the person who made you-- your partner bet Tarzan.

And I can hate awful hard, too.

Even if I do have cow eyes.

Ken, honestly, I am sorry.

Everything's all right with me now, Lila.

You don't know how good--

I understand, Ken.

May I have the pleasure, Lila?

Miss Lila is honored, but this dance is taken.

Gee, it's kinda warm in here, isn't it?

I like moonlight, too.

Well, I-- I didn't say anything about moonlight.

I did.

Come on.

But if you like it here, Ken, why don't you stay long?

Dad's not hard to get along with, and I--

I don't know.

I-- just kinda rolls in my blood, I guess.

I'd like to, but--

Then you will stay?

Now, if any of you fellas have yellow backs,

you'd better start leaving before I start talking.

Is Chandler in on this?

No, this is my party.

What are you aiming to do, double cross him?

He's the one who's doing that.

Welching on his promises.

Refusing to give me my split.

I'm aiming to get mine right now.

We're with you, Tracy.

How are you going to do it?

Get this, and make no mistakes--

the gold from Miller's mine is going to town tomorrow

on the early morning stage.

It's worth $20,000.

That'd be worth splitting, if we found it.

Accidental like, huh?

What time's the stagecoach leave the ranch?

Supposing you stay up all night and find out?

And keep your eyes peeled for that cowboy Kentucky.

Yeah?

Why?

I think he suspects something on account of what

happened in the race today, and he

might be looking for trouble.

Are you real sure that Chandler--

Aw, forget Chandler.

All he's got on his mind is Miller's girl.

Woo, I'm thirsty!

And I'm out of practice.

Is that right?

Well, I'll just wait till tomorrow morning.

I'll need crutches.

Oh, hey, wait, wait, wait.

Let me show you.

This is the way to do it.

Want some?

No thanks.

This place is beautiful.

Look.

Why did you do that?

Now, don't be angry.

I couldn't help it.

Let's go back.

No.

Not until you kiss me.

Well, you're so beautiful, Lila.

I want to--

Maybe the lady don't want to be kissed.

Following people seems to be one of your accomplishments.

If annoying people's one of yours, I can take care of that.

Wait a minute, gentlemen.

Whatever you say, Miss Lila.

Did Tracy give you permission to ride Tarzan?

Permission?

Listen, feller-- Tarzan's mine till I give him up.

And I'm not ready to give him up yet

till I find out a few things.

Let's ride back to the ranch.

Ride along with ya?

Come on, boy. Come on.

Come on.

Come on, boy. Come on.

There we are.

Ready?

Loosen up on that reign, man!

Easy, boy. Hold it.

Hold it.

Oh, I hope you're not hurt?

No, I'm all right.

But I wish your friend had a little more restraint.

I had my horse under perfect control.

It's all right.

Nothing's the matter.

Not a thing to worry-- just a minute.

Give me those reigns.

Lookie here, partner.

Being kind to horses is part of my life.

You lose that foot again, I'll make ya walk home.

I guess stopping runaways is my specialty today.

Ken--

Tarzan.

Come here.

Here, fella.

Good boy.

Careful fella, let's give you a little drop of this.

Try a little of this.

Better?

Thanks, stranger.

Who did it?

Bandits.

Three of 'em.

They got the gold shipment.

The gold?

Yes, the gold from Miller's mine up in the hills.

How far back did they get you?

I stopped at the creek to water my horses.

They were waiting for me.

I made a break, and one of 'em got me.

I passed out then.

What did they look like?

I couldn't tell ya.

Will you be all right if I leave you here?

I reckon.

I'll go back and see what kind of a trail I can pick up.

I just remember, one of them is riding a pinto horse.

OK.

Drop that gun.

Drop it!

Now get away from it.

Back it up.

Where's the rest of 'em?

All right, sheriff'll make ya talk.

Look, the palomino horse.

So he's here, huh?

What could be sweeter?

Come on, get going. I'm not gonna let you stall any longer.

Come on.

It's Hank!

How about using your phone, fella?

Sure.

Go ahead.

Yeah?

He's right here.

For you, Mr. Tracy.

Hello?

Yeah?

Listen, everything's gone haywire.

Well, what happened?

What's the matter?

Kentucky must have talked to that stage driver

and trailed us.

He caught up with us at the camp.

Hank and Bill weren't fast enough for him.

Did Kentucky get the gold?

Yeah.

But he doesn't know about you.

Good.

We can't have any leaks now.

He'll probably turn the stuff over to the sheriff.

You get to that stage driver, and this time, don't miss.

I'll see that the sheriff gets a story that'll

tie that Kentucky into knots.

OK.

Hi, sheriff.

You're just the man I'm looking for.

Yeah? And you're just the man I'm looking for.

Get down off that horse.

Well, what's the matter?

You ought know.

The stagecoach was held up.

Yeah, I know.

And here's the gold.

And what's your story?

Why, I stopped that runaway stagecoach,

and the driver told me...

And the driver told you?

Yes.

Well, you can't get away without that lie.

The driver was found dead, shot between the eyes.

Shot between the eyes?

Yes. The telephone message just come through.

You're under arrest for murder and highway robbery.

Well, sheriff, I...

Wish there wasn't so much evidence against ya, Ken.

You ain't a bad fella.

Thanks.

Now, what's the sheriff doing here?

Why isn't he guarding his prisoner?

Good evening, Sheriff.

Howdy, Miss Lila.

I'll be ready for that dance you promised

me as soon as we turn this gold shipment over to your father.

He's inside, dancing.

Is that the gold that Ken stole from the stagecoach?

A man is innocent until he's proved guilty.

Well, I'm off duty know.

How about that dance?

Excuse me, Mr. Chandler.

You know, I hate to think of Ken

in that uncomfortable old jail.

The jail might be uncomfortable,

but you don't hate to think of him.

Hey, who arrested you?

Hello there, old man.

Did you miss me?

Did ya?

I'm sorry, but I guess he just got lonesome.

Too bad, but we'll have to tie him up.

Better make it a hard knot.

He might untie it again.

What's keeping Ed?

He's holding up the game.

Maybe he tied himself up, and turned the horse loose?

You're some dancer, sheriff.

Not so good anymore.

Getting old, I guess.

I've been waiting for this.

You dirty double crossing rat.

What's that?

What's the matter?

What's that?

Something's happened.

What is it?

That's Tracy.

And he's dead.

That's the boss' gun.

Grab him, boys.

- Ken... - Steady, old man.

I tought you said that was Miller's gun.

You oughta know.

I don't understand it.

Keep your shirt on, Cactus, and your mouth closed.

Now speak up, Ken.

Tell me exactly what happened.

I guess we can see what happened.

The question is why.

Well, how about it?

If you don't mind, Mr. Miller, I'll speak my little piece later.

All right, Ken.

But I'll have to lock you up until I can get in touch with the sheriff.

All right, sir.

Better send for a doctor to get that bullet out.

The size of it might make a big difference.

Good idea.

Hadn't you better get everybody out of here

and lock things up, so that nothing can be touched?

Everybody out, please.

I'll lock the window.

Ken.

That's all right, Cactus.

I'll take care of myself.

You saddle Tarzan.

All right, buddy.

Let's go over to the garage.

Fella was nice to me every time I saw him.

You think he did it?

Here he comes.

Get away!

There he goes!

He just shot at him!

Well, that proves everything I want.

He's a killer.

I wonder.

You!

Why, you old rat!

We thought you were Ken!

So I'm a rat, huh?

What's the idea?

I'll show ya.

That's the heel I was tellin' you about.

He's the one that tripped Tarzan and cheated

Ken out of the race.

You're looking for that bullet, maybe you'd

better wait for the doctor.

The doctor won't do him any good.

And when I'm through with you, he won't do you any good.

Boy!

Soon I'm gonna start in.

Oh, somebody was shot in there!

He's a dangerous man, sheriff.

I followed him.

Found him robbing the safe, and had to fight for my life.

It's not worth much, Chandler.

You're going to swing for murder.

He's crazy, sheriff.

We found him here with a gun in his hand.

It's not the gun that killed Tracy.

Where's your proof?

This is Chandler's gun.

Here's where he carried it.

That gun's just been shot, sheriff.

It's a frame up, sheriff.

I wasn't found in the room.

No one saw me kill Tracy.

Circumstances are against you, Ken.

But the facts are against Chandler.

This is a 25 caliber bullet.

Fits Chandler's gun, too.

Mine is a .38, sheriff.

Matt Korber, you're under arrest.

What do you mean?

My name's Chandler.

Listen, city mug-- when you pulled

that blackmail stunt on Charlie Miller,

he naturally came and told me.

First, because all charges against him

were squashed, years ago.

And second, we decided to give you

enough rope to hang yourself.

All you've got is his word against mine.

About time I uncorked on you.

The party's over.

Your game worked yesterday, mine worked tonight.

What game?

I've got more on you than my word.

The next time you try to fix a race,

pick out some hands that won't turn white liver and squeal.

Who said so?

This wire that you strung up to trip Tarzan says so.

Torn, cut knees on Tarzan say so.

The heels on that pair of shoes up in your closet say so.

Any time the sheriff has time to compare 'em with the tracks

I showed him yesterday.

Aw, that's a big bluff.

No one saw me there.

Here's a note we found in Tracy's room.

Maybe you'd like to hear it?

To whom it concerns, Chandler planned to get to gold.

He planned the crooked horse race.

Tarzan still belongs to Kentucky.

If anything happens to me, blame Chandler,

as he threatened to kill me.

Tracy.

That dirty, double crossing rat.

I'm glad I--

Thanks, Chandler.

I just wanted to make sure.

You hung up a sign when you come back after that bullet.

I wish you'd do me a favor and try to get away.

I'd like to save the state all that rope.

And as for that stage hold up, Ken, my deputies just

got back from investigating your story,

and you were plumb innocent.

They found one of Tracy's men in the shack, still alive,

and he's confessed.

You're lucky Tracy left that letter.

You had nothing on me.

We didn't have any letter, Chandler.

I'm glad we thought of it.

Come on.

Ken, you're wonderful.

Thanks, Lila.

Let's you and me go out and look at that moonlight.

Come on.

Oh, there ain't no woman can steal my heart,

as long as I've got my dog.

Lug that over to Romeo.

He probably won't take it, but he sure needs it now.

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