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narrator: Here's adventure.

Here's romance.

Here's O. Henry's famous Robin Hood of the Old West,

"The Cisco Kid"!

Oh, Cisco, it's hot, eh.

Hot like a frying pan.

(chuckles) I bet even those buggy buzzards,

they get sunburn, Cisco.

What that buggy buzzard saying, Cisco?

He says we have to keep on riding, Pancho, if we want to

get to Dry River Falls by noon.

(dog yelping) Hey, Pancho, listen.

That sounds like an animal that's hurt.

Yeah, Cisco, I get off and go see.

(dog continues yelping) Hey, Cisco, look.

That wolf dog has got his feet is caught in a trap.

(growling) (barking)

Be careful, Pancho.

He might bite!

No, Cisco, there, there ain't no mean dogs and no mean horses.

They're mean people who make them mean.

Come on now.

(barking) Take it easy, lobo.

Do-- don't bite me.

Take it easy.

(dog whimpers) Take it easy now.

No, do-- don't make such a mean faces, and don't make so many

growlings.

I know how you feel because one time I tried to wear my little

brother's boots, and they was little, and I-- I'm only, only

trying to help you, eh?

Let me see.

Wait a minute, there, there, now.

There.

(dog whimpers) Now, you got your foot back, go.

Mmm, Cisco, I told you he wouldn't bite me.

Cisco, let's get out of this hot weather.

How about your friend, Pancho?

He don't know whether what he want to be a friend or not.

Maybe someday he'll pay you back.

Hmm.

How a dog can pay back?

He don't got no money.

(laughs) (singing in Spanish)

Hey, Pancho?

Huh?

You better get out of that tub before you get water-logged.

You won't be able to climb into the saddle.

Hey, Cisco, you climb into you saddle.

I want to sit right here in this nice cool tub.

(laughs) Come on, Pancho.

Get out of there.

We still have four more hours of riding time.

You mean in that hot, hot sun, Cisco?

No, I gonna sit right here in this cool water.

My key, please.

Your name Duval?

Yes, monsieur.

Papa!

I'm Sandy Harris.

I road in to herd and bought some cattle across the desert.

I hear you got some other ideas.

Oh, but let me explain.

What I...

I don't like being cut in on.

Let him go!

Shut up!

(woman screaming) Cisco, two more scrubs and I

get out, eh?

No!

Shut up!

Like I said, Duval, I don't like being cut in on.

(singing in Spanish) Oh, wonderful, Cisco.

Now pour that right on top of my head.

Duval, if you're smart, you'll take my advice and clear

out of here.

Understand?

Sorry, friend.

But I thought you needed cooling off.

Are you a good shot?

Or was that bullet meant for me?

man: Sandy!

What's going on here?

Well, I was just trying to set this Frenchman straight when

this guy butted in.

I would suggest that you stay out of this, stranger.

It's a town fight.

But, Monsieur Miller, let me explain how refrigeration can

make us all rich.

(chuckles) The Frenchman is splitting

the town.

Some like you are for him.

Others, like Sandy, are against him.

And you, señor?

Well, uh, personally, I'm on the fence.

Oh.

Um, we're chipping in to make a pool of a hundred head.

We'll give Frenchy his chance and see what happens.

He's clearin' outta here, that's what'll happen.

'Course, Junior here can stay.

How 'bout it, Junior?

Ha ha.

I heard you French girls had quite a temper.

Oh, you.

Now, hold it, Sandy.

Hold this for him, Greg, until he simmers down.

Thank you, señor.

That was as fast a draw as I've ever seen.

This ain't a town fight, Miller, so you keep out of it.

We'll settle this without guns.

If he ain't yella.

In that case, please hold mine, too.

Hee, hee.

Me, I'm so perty.

(groaning) Oh.

Señor, I'm so sorry.

It's all right, Pancho.

He needed cooling off.

My gun, please.

How did you know he wouldn't shoot you?

I didn't.

I'm glad I didn't was there when she hit.

You follow me, Monsieur Cisco?

The cattle can be fattened right here on your magnificent grazing

land, butchered and stored right here at Pine Wings.

Refrigeration-- a new word and a new idea.

But, Señor Duval, how are you going to get the beef across

the desert?

Oh, it can be packed across the desert in my ice.

The people of this town should consider me their friend.

I can make them all rich.

The town would grow and become a big city.

Yeah, but uh, how you gonna freeze the ice in

the summertime?

That, I can explain.

Anhydrous liquid ammonia is driven by heat from its solution

in water, condensed under its own pressure.

Now, the principle is condensed in cooled air, when allowed to

expand against an external resistance, will do its own

mechanical work during the expansion.

You understand?

Huh.

No.

But, but, how you gonna freeze the ice in the summertime?

Miller: You know, Sandy, I don't want any more of those

stunts that you pulled in the lobby today.

I don't like it!

Maybe you don't like the herds I been drivin' across

the desert.

Maybe you don't like the cattle I been cuttin' out for your

corrals to make you rich.

What fence are you sittin' on, Miller?

A high one.

So I can see what's going on.

There are too many people say the Frenchman has a chance

without a loud mouth like you trying to run him out of town.

Oh, you.

Look.

His plant is full of chemicals.

An explosion, somebody hurt-- that would convince him them

the idea was a lot a poppycock.

(both laughing) (horse snorting)

Pancho, something is wrong with Diablo.

Yeah, hey, Cisco, he never act like that.

He's squiggly, wonder what it is.

There's something he doesn't like.

(dog barking) Pancho.

What?

There is your good friend.

(dog barking) (growling)

Get the dogs, Pancho.

I'll get the rope.

(dog growling) Give me that gun.

Hold it!

You buttin' in again, huh, stranger?

This dog's a killer.

No other animal's safe around him.

He got away from me the last time I had the chance.

But this time I've got him right where I want him.

Let him go!

All right, turn him loose.

This time we'll make sure he doesn't get away.

Wait a minute, gentlemen!

This dog followed us into town.

We'll get rid of him!

Pancho!

Ye-- yeah, Cisco, I take him out of town.

I fix him.

(dog whining) Don't look at me like that,

lobo.

Pancho don't wanna do this.

You know why he do this?

'Cause nobody like you.

Everybody hate you.

These people in town, they hate you.

And they got a reason.

And the animals hate you, too, and they got a reason.

Because you bad, all the way through.

So the quicker we get this thing over with, the better.

Well...

close you eyes.

(chuckles) I missed you, huh?

Go on.

Take yourself away from here.

Go on, get out of here.

Go on, go on, go on.

Get out of here, go on.

Now, Papa, do not work too late.

No, no, I won't now.

Don't worry.

Now, as I was telling you, Cisco, they make it impossible

for me to bring the plant into full operation because they

don't have any faith in me.

Let me say, Cisco, I cannot understand why there is so much

opposition.

I am only trying to help.

I think it would better everything.

Remember, Señor Duval, there are always men who will fight

the new idea.

You will come in, Monsieur Cisco?

What time is it, señor?

Oh, I'm very sorry I can't now.

I will see you later.

Adios, huh?

Good, good, good, good.

Hey, what happened, Cisco?

An explosion.

The ice machine.

Was that that nice little Frenchman, Cisco, they took?

No, that was the old man.

He's hurt pretty badly.

So is Frenchy.

His eyes.

He was just going in when it happened.

And Duval was gonna put this town on the map.

We're lucky we weren't all blown off of it.

Why I ever let him try a crackpot idea like this, I'll

never know.

Are you all right, Monsieur Duval?

I told him not to come here.

He should rest.

Oh, Monsieur Cisco, good, good.

Uh, who else is here?

Pancho and Mr. Miller.

Oh, I'm so sorry for what I've done.

Please forgive me.

Monsieur Cisco, will you be my eyes?

I must see what has happened.

Of course, Monsieur Duval.

Here, turn around.

Once in France, an ammonia plant exploded, but I never

dreamed it would happen here.

I know just how it looks-- foam all over the place, on the floor

and everything.

Then there's the smell of, uh, ammonia, and beef that will

spoil, and...

there, there is something else.

Gunpowder, Pancho.

Hmm.

Hey, Cisco, you think maybe they make that explosion with this

little match?

I don't know, Pancho, but I think we can match this match.

You think maybe, Cisco, he blewed up Frenchy's ice box?

Maybe.

Hello, boys.

You have the same idea I have?

What idea is that?

That fella knows more about the explosion than he ought to.

What makes you say that?

Well, he threatened Frenchy, and he's dead set against

refrigeration, we know that.

Maybe you're right.

Then why don't we go get him right now?

Now, wait a minute, wait a minute.

You rush him now, and he's got a lead on you.

Now, he knows me.

He won't be suspicious.

You stay up here.

I'll see what I can do.

Cisco, I think we found a friend, huh?

Cisco and Pancho are sitting behind those rocks.

Don't look!

You're supposed to be answering questions.

Now act like you're mad at me, make a fast draw, then head for

the desert and see if you can lose them.

Cisco, there's trouble.

Yeah, he did it!

Don't let him get away!

Quick, Cisco, we're gonna lose him.

You go after him, Pancho.

But be careful.

I'm interested in Miller.

But he's the one you want.

He's all yours, amigo.

Andale!

(dog growling) Come on, boys.

Hello, Miss Lisette, is your father around?

He's inside having a last look.

Thank you.

I hope you'll have a nice trip east, Frenchy.

Maybe they'll fix your eyes, huh?

Ah!

That voice!

Oh, Monsieur Miller!

Cisco and Pancho, they're coming to see us off.

Uh, well, uh, uh, they rode out of town and, uh, I don't

expect them back.

Cisco.

I'm so glad you came to say good-bye.

My father's inside.

We're leaving on the next stage.

Don't be surprised, señorita.

I may have to change your schedule.

Señor Duval?

Oh, you tried to fool me.

Monsieur Cisco.

Yes, Señor Duval.

I am still serving as your eyes.

And they've seen enough by this time to put some of the answers

together.

What do you mean?

When a man draws a gun as fast as lightening one time,

and then he deliberately fumbles the next, he's a dangerous man.

But what has all this got to do with me?

Oh, nothing, Frenchy.

Nothing, really, at all.

Your stage is here.

I think Cisco'd better say good-bye.

Yes, Señor Duval, good-bye.

Good-bye, Monsieur Cisco.

Hey.

Drop him down the chute.

We'll send the ice after him.

All right, go get the ice.

All right!

Send it down!

(all laughing) Where, where's Cisco?

We haven't seen him.

His horse is outside.

(dog barking) (dog continues barking)

Watch them, Pancho!

I guess you know by now, Sheriff, Señor Duval deserves

another chance.

He sure does, I don't know how I could've been so wrong

about him.

But about Miller and Sandy.

I guess I was wrong about you, too, pup.

I'll have to make him a deputy.

What do you mean, you want to keep him?

I sure do.

Come on, pup.

(dog barking) (snickers)

You know, Cisco, first that dog, he is an outlaw and now he's

a sheriff-in-law.

Oh, Pancho!

Oh, Cisco!

(both laugh) Good-bye, amigos.

See you soon!

Ha!