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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!

Cisco, I got something serious on top of my mind.

What's that, Pancho?

When do we eat?

When we get to Rock City.

(thunderclap) Cisco, you hear my stomach?

Pancho, that was thunder.

You wait here until I take a look at the road ahead.

Loco, we're gonna take a nice little siesta, huh, and dream

of a whole lot of foods to eat, eh?

Eh, maybe a nice little steak.

(buzzing) I-- I got him.

No, I got me.

Cisco!

Cisco, somebody tried to give me a haircut with a rock.

Who threw it?

I don't know, Cisco.

He come from here, and then now he's went.

With that mask on your face he probably thought you were

a holdup man.

No. Cisco, I ain't no holdup man.

The tree was holding me up.

Did you see what he looked like?

Cisco, he looked like a Chinese people.

He tried to make chop Suzie out of Pancho.

Ooh, chop Suzie!

(chuckles) That's something good to eat, huh?

Pancho, all the time you're thinking of eating.

Come on, let's get to our horses, huh?

I like to eat.

Loco, why didn't you tell me you find something to eat?

You know, Pancho is hungry, too.

Hey, Cisco.

Now what?

Look, dynamite.

That box is empty.

I know the box is empty, but Loco is loaded.

I see him eat the dynamite.

Oh, Pancho, Loco's too smart to eat dynamite.

But Cisco, I see him eat it.

(thunderclap) Hey, Cisco, look-- look out.

Look, Loco is loaded.

That's thunder in the hills, not in Loco.

Come on, Pancho, let's ride.

Loco, you take it easy now so we don't explode, huh?

(gunshots) You hear that, Cisco?

(gunshot) There's our guns, Pancho.

It's two against one.

Oh, look, Cisco, they're chasing the little Chinese

chop Suzie.

Come on, let's help him.

We'll scare them away.

Let's get out of here.

Let him go.

We-- We scared those hombres off easy, huh, Cisco?

Let's find our Chinese.

Maybe he can tell us what it's all about.

Pancho, you look around here.

I'm going around to see if I can scare him off.

Loco, Loco, keep quiet.

Don't make no noise.

Watch your dynamite.

(screams) Look, Cisco, I got him!

I scalped him, look!

Let me go, let me go!

Look, Cisco, she go in there a man and come out a girl.

Let me go.

I am sorry, I apologize.

So does Pancho.

Pancho?

Then you must be the Cisco Kid.

At your service, se単orita.

And me, too.

She's not the man who tried to make chop Suzie out of Pancho,

eh, Cisco.

Chop Suzie?

Some Chinese threw a rock at Pancho.

I'm sorry, that must have been my cousin Feng Li.

Well, why he throw a rock at me, and why you wear

your hair so loose?

Because of the masked killer.

The masked killer?

Please, can we talk at my cabin?

Of course.

We'll follow you, se単orita.

That little Chinese a girl.

If we'd have got her, we could have made her talk easy.

You had your chance and you let her get away.

Now we'll have to wait for those two strangers to leave town.

Your father and his people came here to rework the

abandoned mine claims.

That's right.

Say, why you want to work those no-good mines for?

By hard work and carefully, we have recovered a small

fortune in gold.

Then two months ago, the bandits led by a masked man began

alone Chinese here and there.

So for protection all my people turn their gold over to Feng Li,

and every day they gave Feng Li the gold dust they had mined.

Where does he keep it?

In a secret hiding place.

It's only known by himself.

But the-- the bandits are still around here?

That's right.

They tried to find out where the gold is hidden.

What about the sheriff?

He will not help us.

We'll see about that, fast.

Pancho, we're riding to Rock City.

Come on, Pancho.

Maybe you want to eat first.

Eat? (chuckles) You say a mouthful, se単orita.

Bring on the eats.

Pancho, we've got work to do.

You can eat later.

Oh, eat later.

Cisco, only later never comes.

Se単orita, is this a Chinese hot dogs?

Are you the sheriff?

Yep.

See?

Sheriff Bowers.

I'm the Cisco Kid.

And I am Pancho.

Hmm, seems like I've heard of you two.

We hear about you, too.

Yes, and it seems you're doing nothing about these

bandits who are terrorizing the Chinese miners.

Yeah, I can't do it all by myself.

Why don't you raise a posse?

What, in Rock City?

(scoffs) No sirree.

Why not?

Well, folks around here deserted some old mining claims,

thought they was worthless.

And along comes the Chinese and starts paying a fortune

out of 'em.

Rock City folks figure the Chinese made fools

out of 'em.

They're so jumped-up mad they won't do a thing to help me

catch them bandits.

But you're the sheriff.

It's up to you to enforce the law.

What, alone?

Uh-uh.

I got a weak heart and you're just making it weaker.

Nope, ain't nothing I can do.

There's one thing you can do.

What's that?

That's to make up your resignation and quit.

Hey, Pancho, look.

Cisco, that's the man we chased today.

Hey, Cisco, I don't like that look you got in your eye.

You're right, Pancho.

That man may lead us to the masked killer.

Come on.

I knew it, I knew it!

Who were those two strangers, Sheriff?

That's the Cisco Kid and his partner Pancho.

I hear they're pretty bad medicine.

Yep, they certainly are.

One of them wanted me to go chase the bandits that's robbing

the Chinese, and the other one wanted me to resign.

You don't want to do that, do you?

Heck no!

There's one.

He's wiping out his tracks.

He must be the one that buries the gold.

He's still alive.

He'll live long enough to tell us where the gold is.

(gunshot in distance) That came from the other side

of the rise.

We'd better see what's up.

What about him?

He'll keep.

(gunshot in distance) (gunshot)

(gunshots in distance) It's Cisco and his pal.

They're chasing Turner.

Turner's shooting and they ain't.

They must want to take him alive.

Let's see what happens.

(Pancho laughing) Say, you do a good

bumps-a-daisies, eh?

Stand still so I can loosen the ropes.

You'll pay for this.

You'll be the one who pays, for the murder of the Chinese

miner.

Take me to Rock City and the folks there will turn me

loose in a hurry.

Maybe he's right, Cisco.

Maybe, if what the sheriff said

is true.

Well, what are you gonna do?

Hmm, nothing very much.

Hey, Pancho, I think we better turn him over to the Chinese.

Do you hear what they're saying?

Those Chinese people will be glad to see you, Mr. Tough Guy.

No, you can't turn me over to them.

Let's go.

Wait a minute, I'll tell you what you want to know.

Who is the masked man?

His name is...

No.

Well, he's not dead, Pancho.

No, he ain't dead, Cisco, but he won't talk

for a long time.

We'd better take him to Ming Toy's while I look

around here for some tracks.

Bueno.

We've been twisting and turning around here for an hour,

and he's still on our trail.

We can't lose him.

We can with this.

We're gonna wait for him?

Not here in the open.

Come on.

Just like a sitting duck.

Wait a minute, somebody's coming.

Cisco, you know the man who threw the rock at me?

Yes, Feng Li, who hid the gold?

Yeah, he's at Ming Toy's house wounded.

I was gonna get the sheriff-- Never mind the sheriff.

Come on, let's go.

Well, anyway, we got rid of 'em.

Now we can go back to town.

Not yet.

We've got business waiting.

The Chinese who hides the gold, remember?

And Feng Li died without saying anything to anybody?

Yes, all he said was that he had left a message

scratched in the ground.

Maybe that's a message telling us where he hid

the gold.

Yes, but nobody knows where he wrote the message.

How can we find it?

Let us worry about that.

And don't you worry, let Cisco worry, then Pancho

will worry because Cisco is worried, heh heh!

How I think of those things, eh?

(chuckling) What are you worried about,

Pancho?

Oh, Cisco, I am worried about two things: first I'm worried

because Loco's stomach is filled with dynamite, and my stomach

is filled with nothing.

(chuckles) Pancho, what you should worry

about is how we're going to find Feng Li's message.

Now you give me three things to worry about, Cisco.

I don't know why you do that all the time to me.

Hey, this must be where Feng Li fell.

Yeah, there's the feet prints.

He came this way, Cisco.

Pancho, we better backtrack on his tracks.

Yeah, maybe we find the message, huh?

It's no use, boss.

That Chinaman must have got away.

(neighs) Come on.

Looks like they're following somebody's tracks, but whose?

We'll watch and find out.

Cisco, those foot marks, they all disappear.

Hey, Cisco, it's two men up there in the rocks,

they're watching us.

I know, Pancho.

We'll take care of them later.

This is where Feng Li wrote the message.

Look like chicken's feet writing, Cisco.

This is Chinese characters.

(chuckles) It's all Greek to me.

Hey, Pancho, have you got a pencil?

Pencils? No, I don't got a pencil.

Never mind, a bullet will do.

Hey, that-- that bullet, she make good lead pencil, huh?

Well, it's got lots of bang to it.

Wait, let me see if I can get these characters right here.

Chinese characters are rather difficult.

The Chinese must have thought he was gonna pass out and he

wrote something on the ground.

Yeah, and Cisco's copying it.

Must be about the gold.

Now wait a minute, wait a minute.

Wait till he gets through writing.

Cisco, why you write that message twice times for?

So you can give it to the masked man.

Give it to that killer?

Oh, I see, eh? (chuckles) It'll make him very unhappy

when he reads this chicken-feet tracks.

Right, Pancho.

Hand over the note.

The pleasure belongs to me.

Where's the Cisco Kid going?

On to the sheriff.

This is written in Chinese.

And that's what I was taking to a little Chinese girl.

Oh, no, you're not.

I am.

Tie him up and wait here for me.

I'll use your own rope to tie you.

Get over there.

All right, get going.

Get going.

Over there.

And keep your hands up.

Sure, Mike.

See? Pancho's got a good head, eh?

I guess maybe because you don't use it much.

Ask him if he can find the place where the gold

is hidden.

(speaking Mandarin) The man that Pancho brought

here, has he talked yet?

He is still unconscious.

But-- where's your friend?

Oh, Pancho? (chuckles) He took a copy of the message

to the masked bandit.

To the bandit?

Yes.

He'll not be able to read it, so he'll come here.

I'll be the Chinese who translates it for him.

You need some dress.

I get it for you.

Thank you.

The masked bandit comes, old friend.

Good.

Anyone else here?

No one.

Here.

Read this to me in English.

It is a Tibetan dialect.

He can translate for you.

Come on, read it to me straight, and if you don't,

you're both going straight to the cemetery, savvy?

No, please!

His eyes are weak.

He needs more light.

All right, hurry it up.

Ouch!

Hold it!

Cisco Kid.

Now we'll know who you are.

Take off your mask.

If you shoot she gets it.

Oh, so it's you, Mr. Sheriff.

Don't you think you're a little too old to play these kind

of games?

Come on, get up on your feet.

Bowers lied to you.

The people of Rock City knew nothing about the outlaws.

Now they wish to have their people work their old claims

and share.

We are happy to do so.

Hey, Cisco, they forgot the knife and forks.

Here they are, Pancho.

Chinese chopsticks.

Oh, Cisco, I can't eat with these things.

Pancho, this is Chinese food.

You have to eat it with sticks.

Holy smokers, Cisco, that's the box that Loco eat

the dynamite from.

No, he ate carrots.

Feng Li told me.

Now your horse is going to have more carrots to eat.

Is-- Is them Chinese carrots?

Yes.

Where are you going, Pancho?

Cisco, if I got to eat with only these sticks,

Loco has to eat with them, too.

Oh, Pancho!

Ohh ho, Cisco!

Goodbye, amigos!

See you soon!

(laughing)