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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."

I can't grasp what's behind the Indians' objection to the

Thunder Mountain railroad route.

Wilkerson, it's sacred.

Sacred!

Hoska, their thunder god, lives there.

It's like digging up his own backyard.

The Indians don't like it, and just one incident, and

we'll have another Indian war.

Well, the Indians will have to listen to reason.

Swinging south would cost us a fortune.

Well, I just wanted to let you know what could happen.

Forgive the intrusion, señor, but precisely what is liable

to happen, do you know?

Cisco, it's good to see you again, and Pancho.

Trouble, amigo?

Well, Mr. Douglas here is quite worried

about the Indian situation.

The Indians are always friendly unless

they're disturbed.

You know that.

That's exactly what the railroad's doing.

But my first question, señor, you suggested something

might happen.

Well, I know the Indians, and I know what they think of

Thunder Mountain.

And I wouldn't leave any surveyor up there as bait

for a war party.

So good day.

Nice fella, that fellow, huh, Cisco?

Well, what would you do in my place?

I'd listen to him, Bob.

I'd send help for the surveyor.

All right, but we're behind schedule, I can't spare a man.

He's, uh, camped at the foot of, uh, Thunder Mountain, Cisco.

Pancho, our amigo here, when he makes a hint, he doesn't

waste any time, does he?

That right, Cisco.

And even if we have got a cold, a little horses in your throat,

I think it's better we take the hint, huh?

Thanks, boys.

See you later, Bob.

I got the railroads plenty worried.

Anything we do, they'll blame it on the Indians.

Just as long as they ain't too worried, and get in our way.

Say, now that you mention it, there were a couple of friends

at Wilkerson's.

Looked like trouble-shooters.

One of them by the name of Cisco.

He asked a lot of questions.

Just two?

We can take care of them.

Yeah, let's get to the Indians.

Say, look it here!

Well, come on, boss, let's get goin'.

Wait a minute.

"The new invention.

"For the first "time in the West.

"Gramophone.

"Hear music on records.

Make your own record."

I got an idea.

I'm gonna buy me one of those.

We'll go to the ranch first?

No, to the house behind Thunder Mountain.

It's closer to the Indians.

We'll experiment with this gadget when we get there.

Hey, we're bein' followed.

Yes, those two fellows I told you about.

I don't want to get this thing messed up, can you handle them?

Get goin', boss.

Scatter.

That certainly looked like Douglas, but he and his men

disappeared mighty quick.

Cisco, this Douglas, I don't like him I think.

He needs a lot of watching, Pancho.

But let's first see the surveyor.

Come on, this way.

(gunshots firing) Cisco, the people ain't very

friendly around here, eh?

Keep their attention, Pancho.

I want to see what this is all about.

Two men.

Probably those that were riding with Douglas.

But this Douglas ain't with them, Cisco.

No.

Well, let-- let's go get this ones.

No, let's not bother.

The surveyor is more important.

I know, Cisco, they try to shoot at us.

It's enough if we teach them a lesson.

Come on, Pancho.

Why those...

Wait'll Douglas hears about this.

We'll never live it down.

There is the surveyor, Pancho.

(singing in foreign language) They tricked us.

They got away.

Of all the...

Where's your buddy?

He's out taking care of the horses.

Got to get the Indians back fast before those

trouble-shooters get too far.

Shut that blasted thing off!

How to stir 'em up is...

(rumbling) Say, that sounds more like

thunder than thunder itself.

You know, tomorrow Big Cloud and the clan chiefs are meeting to

go under Thunder Mountain to pray to Hoska,

their thunder god.

Well, we'll see to it that Hoska tells 'em plenty.

(rumbling) Hee-ya, hee-ya.

Hear me, hear my words.

Hoska speaks in voice of thunder, listen to him.

The time has come for my children to hear me.

In the language of the white man do I speak

because my words are for them as well as for you.

Let him who listens in friendship give you counsel.

I am Hoska, god of thunder.

On this mountain, Thunder Mountain,

have I always lived.

The railroad of the white man must not cut through my ancient

dwelling place.

You, my children, must stop it.

(rumbling) I have spoken.

Hoska ain't the only one that don't like that railroad

comin' this way.

Bates Douglas, he's got some land and cattle that could use

that road 10 miles south.

You, Douglas, are friend of Indian.

Hoska, who gives us thunder, who send us rain, knows this.

The Indians of the Sioux Nations have always been

my brothers.

What is your counsel, friend?

Well, Hoska is wise.

He said stop the railroad.

Now, the last I heard, there was a surveyor camped on the other

side of Thunder Mountain.

If he's planning on cutting a trail across it, it might be

wise to capture him.

Hold him as hostage.

Through our brothers has Hoska given word of wisdom.

Man with the stick.

He who marks a trail of the iron heart shall know

the anger of Hoska.

Let's get this machine and high-tail it out of here.

Hoska is wise Big Cloud.

Capture the surveyor.

How.

Nice going.

It worked.

Take the machine back to the house.

We'll have some fun here first and then go to the ranch.

The one in the tree, watch.

Cisco!

Hey, Cisco!

That ought to teach 'em a lesson.

Cisco, Cisco, Cisco, Cisco!

Pancho, Pancho, you cry like an old woman.

Oh, Cisco, but I-- I don't, uh--

Is the sniper gone?

Yeah, sí.

He has went, amigo.

Good.

Are you "hurted"?

No, just bruised from the fall.

I thought it a good idea for that fellow to believe

that he hit me.

Cisco, what's good about the idea?

Because, Pancho, we can follow the road from

which he shot.

Then we may find out where he went, who he is, and maybe why

he doesn't like the railroad.

Cisco, that's it.

That's such a good idea, I almost think about that myself.

Well, let's went, huh?

Right, Pancho.

Señor, this place is not very healthy for you.

You better break up camp.

We'll meet you back at the railroad.

Come on, Pancho.

Hi, Rosarita.

The Gramophone, you bring her back!

Go on, play your records.

Pancho, let's take a look at that house.

Hey, Rosarita!

Thought you were gonna turn on the machine?

Hey, Cisco, what's he talkin' about, a machine?

I don't know, Pancho.

That's one of the men that tried to whale us.

I'm gonna find out.

No.

Li-- li-- listen, listen.

(singing in foreign language) It sounds like it comes from

the voice of a beautiful señorita.

If you like it so much, you can find out.

Now, listen to me carefully.

I'm going to get rid of our friend that is taking a siesta.

You go to the front door and talk to the girl, while

I go around in the back.

I want to see what is in there.

This I like, Cisco.

Let's went, huh?

(singing in foreign language) (knocking)

Who is there?

Excuse me, señorita, but I was just riding by

on top of my horse, and I hear you singing.

Never did I hear such a voice.

It sounds like an ángel.

You like the music, señor?

Not even in Chihuahua did I ever hear some voice like that.

Was it you who was making that pretty music?

Sí, sí, señor.

I-- I-- I played it.

Oh, then why don't you come outside and sing to me?

Maybe is better if I sing inside.

(singing in foreign language) Where--

(screaming) Who are you?

Don't worry, señorita, I will save you!

No, Cisco, maybe you-- you had better save me, huh?

Enough of this nonsense, Pancho.

There is your singer.

This?

Yes.

That is little box was singing?

It don't got no mouth.

How can it sing, Cisco?

I have never seen such a wonder.

What is it, señora?

It's a Gramophone, a new invention.

Mr. Douglas, my boss, he bring it from town.

Can you start it again, señora?

It's señorita.

Oh, I beg your pardon.

Señorita.

Gracias.

(singing in foreign language) Oh, señorita,

that was wonderful.

Can you play another one?

Sí.

Pancho, wasn't that wonderful the way the voice came out

so clear?

It come right out of the whistle, Cisco.

Yes, but that is very clever the way the voices come out.

I am Hoska, god of thunder.

On this mountain, Thunder Mountain,

have I always lived.

The railroad of the white man must not cut through my ancient

dwelling place.

You, my children, must stop it.

(rumbling) I have spoken.

There it is, Pancho.

Yeah, yeah, Cisco, tha-- that's it.

What?

Douglas's way of riling up the Indians.

What a clever thing, amigo.

What a clever trick.

One thing bothers me.

Don't let nothing bother you, Cisco, because I could,

I-- I-- I-- I...

What bothers you, Cisco?

How did he make it?

How did he put the voices and the thunder in there?

Señorita, you were here all the time.

You saw him.

How did he do it?

Oh, come on, señorita, tell us!

Yeah, your fake singer tell us how he put the voice in

there, Douglas put the voice in there, how he put it, huh?

I don't know, honest I don't know!

But in there he got some things.

Come on, Pancho, let's see.

Say, Pancho.

Huh?

These things have no grooves at all.

They must be meant for new recordings.

Give me that box there.

(rumbling) Cisco, look, they got the

thunder hanging on the wall.

No wonder the Indians were taken.

Then they're still at the house, huh?

That's right, boss.

Well, then they know about the Gramophone.

We'll have to get rid of all witnesses.

Our friend here came to tell us that Big Cloud's got

the surveyor.

Railroad spies are at our house from Thunder Mountain.

You go with my men here and capture them.

I'll ride to the cave and take care of the surveyor.

Now, here, stupid, don't lose this one.

Go on, get goin'.

Mmm.

Pretty good, señorita.

You cook much better than you don't sing.

Hey, Cisco, shall we take this "Grampaphone" to

Mr. Wilkerson?

No, Pancho, to the Indians.

Come on.

(horses approaching) Keep back, Pancho.

Get in the back room, Rosita.

Pancho, windows out!

Hold your fire.

Cisco!

Cisco, listen to me!

What do you want?

We've got you covered, Cisco, come out with your hands up!

Cisco, he's telling the truth, he's got us trapped like

fish in a barrel.

He's not gonna give us a chance, Pancho.

We might just as well keep on fighting.

Wait, wait a minute.

Give us five minutes to think it over.

They're covered and they know it.

All right, five minutes, Cisco!

And no tricks!

Hey, Cisco, what do you want time for?

Time to pray?

You just keep a good watch, Pancho.

I've got to work fast.

Time's about up!

Okay, Cisco, come on out.

Tell them we're coming.

It's a pleasure, Cisco.

Don't shoot, we are coming to the party.

All right, get their gun.

That's enough, drop your guns.

All of you!

We've got the drop on you.

This is the sheriff.

You heard me, reach!

You heard me, reach!

You heard me, reach!

You heard me, reach!

The Gramophone.

You did well, hey, Cisco?

Get up!

Get over there!

Thanks, Pancho.

That machine almost let us down.

What are you thinking, Cisco?

My friend, your Indian people have been deceived by that

talking machine in there.

If you'll come with me to Big Cloud, I'll prove it to you.

We go in peace?

Good, Pancho, you take these fellows to the sheriff.

Bueno.

I'm going to take the Gramophone to Big Cloud.

Come on.

Andale.

Up, s up.

That surveyor can give you a lot of trouble around here,

Big Cloud, why don't you let me take him to my ranch?

See, I want the Siouxs to win out in this fight, Big Cloud.

Hoska says Indians keep man who measures as hostage.

Yeah, but Hoska also said to listen to my advice.

Pale-face friend speaks well.

Let it be as he says.

I wouldn't, Douglas.

Big Cloud, all I ask is one thing.

Listen.

Put it down there.

(rumbling) I am Hoska, god of thunder.

On this mountain, Thunder Mountain,

have I always lived.

The railroad of the white man must not cut through my ancient

dwelling place.

You, my children, must stop it.

(rumbling) I have spoken.

That is proof that you have been tricked.

Our brothers have sinned against Hoska.

He has brought thunder against him.

Hoska will have his vengeance.

We are the white men who will speak the truth, Big Cloud.

We're friends of the Indians.

We also want evil punished.

Big Cloud, leave Douglas to me.

He'll be sorry for all the trouble he tried to make.

Cisco, you speak with straight tongue.

Take him.

Now it's my play, Cisco.

I got nothin' to lose, and anymore interference out of you,

you'll see what happens to your friend.

Now get out!

No, Big Cloud.

I can't have the surveyor killed.

Douglas, it looks like you win.

I'll do as you say.

And a move out of any of you and I'll kill him.

Now drop that.

Outside.

Outside.

Leave him to me, Big Cloud!

It is the will of Hoska.

Big Cloud, Hoska will have the respect of all your

white friends.

Listen.

(train whistle blowing) That is the thunder

of the iron horse.

Mr. Wilkerson, my friend, promises that each time

that the train will approach Thunder Mountain,

you will hear the thunder like you did here.

A tribute to Hoska.

Hoska will welcome his fellow thunder god.

That is a big pleasure, huh, Cisco?

Sí, Pancho, but not as big as that friend of yours,

the señori who does not sing.

Then we don't have to go back and see the señorita?

No?

No.

Oh, Cisco!

Oh, Pancho!

(laughing) Goodbye, amigos!

See you soon!

Ha!