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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."

Whoa.

Well, Pancho, I think we better rest our horses a while.

Say, you haven't said a word in two hours.

Cisco, riding in so much dust, I got a little horses in

my throat like you have.

Now just as soon as we get to the next town, we're gonna pick

up supplies and we'll head for Mirror Lake.

Oh, yeah, Mirror Lake with the long, tall trees, huh?

Yes, tall trees.

Blue lake.

And that blue lake.

(whooping in the distance) And the wild Indians.

And the wild Indians.

Wild Indians?

Are you out of your mind?

(whooping) What is it, Cisco?

There's a man hurt over there.

Looks like he's all right, Pancho.

He's only stunned.

Cisco, why did the Indians did this?

I don't understand.

This is Sky Eagle's range.

He's always been friendly to the white people.

Sure, we even smoked the peaces of pipe with him, Cisco.

Are you all right?

Pancho, I think we better pay a visit to Sky Eagle.

Come on.

(whooping) (whooping)

I'm going after Sky Eagle.

You follow the others, Pancho.

(gunshots firing) Hey, Cisco,

you all right, huh?

I think so, Pancho.

As soon as I get rid of this hammer.

What hammer, Cisco?

The hammer in my head.

Ouch, ooh.

Come on.

Let's go take a rest, come on.

Ow.

Cisco, you lose Sky Eagle and I lose my Indian too.

It's all right, Pancho.

We'll trail them to their camp.

(gunshot firing) We don't even have to trail.

Sky Eagle, Cisco.

Save it, Pancho.

We don't even have a chance.

Sky Eagle knows how to deal with enemies, come with me.

All right, Pancho, let's go.

Go ahead.

Well, I ain't staying around here to get massacred

by the Indians, I'm getting out of town.

Clyde Evans sold us our land and he promised he'd buy it back if

we want to sell.

So, folks, if you wanna sell, just yell for Clyde.

Come on, out, Clyde.

Come on, Clyde!

Come on!

Come on out.

All right, all right, folks, all right, take it easy,

take it easy.

Now in view of the fact that our last two sheriffs were murdered

by Sky Eagle and his renegades and no one else seems

to want the job, suppose you appoint me your

temporary sheriff.

We'll band together and chase these killers right out

of the country.

And get killed doing it?

Our farms ain't worth risking our lives, not enough water.

Personally, I'm pulling out.

If that's what you want, that's what you'll get.

I'm expecting a shipment of money on tomorrow's express

wagon.

Anyone who wants to settle then, I'll buy back.

How much you gonna pay us, Clyde?

Well, if you all wanna sell at the same time, naturally the

market's gonna drop a little, but, uh... oh, I suppose,

I can come up with 80, 90 cents on the dollar?

(townspeople murmuring) Well, I paid 100 cents,

but it's worth a loss to get out of here.

You still got some of that Indian paint on your face,

wipe it off.

And sit down, Chief, you make me nervous.

You'd be nervous too, if you had the Cisco Kid chasing you.

I don't like the way that crowd's acting out there.

Oh, let 'em act up.

The more they do, the sooner we'll own the farmlands.

And when the build that dam here, the property will

skyrocket and we'll own it.

I won't get rich on that 80 cents to a dollar

you promised them.

Are you kidding?

Look, suppose the express wagon was held up tomorrow

by your fake Indians.

And my money was stolen.

Who'd know that my money was never on it?

All right, so my money is stolen, now I can only pay 'em

20 cents on the dollar.

Yeah, and what about the Cisco Kid?

Ah, forget him, forget him.

He's chasing Indians, not you.

"Forget him," he says.

Listen, Clyde, I'm warning you.

Someday, I'm gonna get fed up with taking all the chances,

while you take all the profits.

Cisco, you think maybe he believe us when we told him why

we was chasing him yesterday?

I don't think he like it.

I don't care whether he does or not, Pancho.

If Sky Eagle has declared war, I want to know why.

Cisco, I don't know why, but you senses

don't make senses to me.

We is the one that is caught like the cheese in the trap.

What do you think they will do to us if they make up their mind

who did it.

I'm afraid that Sky Eagle held the only answer to that,

Pancho.

Cisco, you know, for the first time in my whole life,

I think I will like to see a sheriff because I'm beginning

to feel like a big cheese every minute.

The council with my chiefs has ended.

I will tell you what they say.

The Cisco Kid and Pancho are friends of the Indians.

We know that Cisco and Pancho never tell lie.

But why then you said, we attack home of your people?

You just called me friend.

And yet, yesterday, you were shooting at us.

Why do you fight me?

Those are not acts of friends?

Sky don't no do these things.

I saw you myself.

Cisco, for one time in your whole lifetime, will you please

let me get one little word in sideways?

Of course, Pancho.

Cisco, this Sky Eagle ain't the same Sky Eagle we was

chasing yesterday.

What do you mean?

Because the Sky Eagle we were chasing yesterday was doing

everything with the right hand.

And this Sky Eagle is doing everything with the left hand.

So if the first Sky Eagle and the second Sky Eagle were the

same Sky Eagle, they would do things with the two hands, and

then the Eagle-- (chuckling)

I guess I got my Eagles mixed up, Cisco.

Never mind, Pancho, you made your point.

Somebody's been masquerading as Sky Eagle and blaming him

for the crimes.

Do you happen to know who it is?

Not know, Cisco.

You find him, bring him to me.

I'll find him, Sky Eagle.

But he must be punished by his own people.

Your horses wait.

Your guns on saddle.

Bring him to me, Cisco.

I'm sorry, Sky Eagle, but what I said still stands.

All right, my friend.

Cisco, you always have the last say.

(Cisco chuckling) You'll hold up the express

wagon at Blind Man's Pass.

Get the strongbox.

How do you know I won't keep the money for myself?

It might be better than waiting for your scheme to pay off.

Well, don't worry, the box will just be filled

with dirt and rocks.

Same old story.

I take the risks and you run the show.

I'm getting fed up.

Now we agreed I was to do the thinking.

Now when things are just about to pay off, you spoil it with

a dumb stunt like that.

Whatever you talking about, Clyde?

I'm glad to hear the payoff is near, the boys are getting

a little jumpy.

I just like to keep it nice and shiny.

Yeah.

That's the way I like mine, too.

Now get your boys in those Indian suits and wigs

and get going.

Oh, Cisco, these frijole beans make me feel like

a new man.

I bet you this Sky Eagle, he don't got frijoles like this in

the cave where he lives, Cisco.

Food is not Sky Eagle's problem, Pancho.

His good name is at stake.

His good name and the safety of his people, too.

Yeah, but he don't have to worry now, the Cisco Kid, he fix

up everything for Sky Eagle.

All the time you fix up things for somebody else besides me,

Cisco, when I wanna go fishing.

Pancho, I'm afraid the fishing will have to wait.

You're telling me.

By the time we get to Looking Glass Mirror Lake,

all the fishes will have long gray beards, and they

get their feet tangled up when they try to swim

and it never will catch up to Pancho's worms.

We'll have to take a chance, Pancho, that's all.

Come on, we've got work to do.

Yeah, how you gonna do it, Cisco?

I think our best bet is to patrol the countryside and wait

until these renegades make their next move.

Come, we've got to see Loco and Diablo before they grow

long, white beards too.

Come on.

(gunshot firing) (whooping)

Do you think that was a shot we heard?

Cisco, you always hearing shooting.

Why don't you listen to the birds and little sparrow people?

I can hear the little sparrows.

Talking to his mate now.

(whooping) Your little sparrow

has developed a cough.

We better help him.

Hand me that strongbox and get back on your horse,

you clumsy lug.

This suits me better.

You, my friend, have seen a little too much.

Whoa!

Come on, Pancho!

(gunshots firing) Hold!

Catch you breath first, amigo.

And then tell me what happened.

Cisco, you go pretty fast, didn't we?

What are you doing here?

The express driver found out we weren't Indians.

I was about to finish him off when the Cisco Kid and his pal

showed up and gummed up the works.

Were you followed?

No, I lost 'em in the hills.

What about the strongbox?

I got rid of it.

That's about the only intelligent thing you've done

all day.

(horses approaching) It's the express wagon.

They'll probably know any minute about the holdup.

Get in the other room and get that stuff off your face.

I'll take care of this here.

And stay put.

Thomas, come here a minute.

What happened?

Driver of the express wagon says he was held up and robbed

by some white men painted up and dressed like Indians.

My money was on that wagon.

Did they get it?

They got everything.

I don't have to tell you what kind of a spot this puts me in.

You mean you're not gonna buy back our land?

Oh, with the whole countryside at the mercy of

Indians or white men with their faces painted like Indians,

seems to me I'm no better off than you are.

But, Clyde, you promised us.

Yeah, I promised you.

I'll live up to it, too.

Get the ones who want to sell.

Line 'em up one by one and I'll take care of them.

But naturally, now that I haven't got the money,

you're gonna have to take less than you expected.

Well, how much less?

A lot.

Next!

Whoa.

Whoa.

There's no doubt, Pancho.

This horse belongs to the man we were chasing.

Cisco, look like we got all the chickens in

the same coops, huh?

If the express driver did like I said, we'll have all

these pigeons roasting over a very hot fire.

Cisco, what they do there?

(men murmuring) Clyde Evans, realtor.

But, Pancho, that's the man the driver was telling us about.

Is that one that have all the money steal away from him?

That's right.

He's got a lot of explanation to do, hey, Cisco?

He sure does.

Hey, Pancho, let's get around the back.

Bueno.

"For Clyde Evans, land office, Lansing."

This box had nothing in it but rocks and sand.

This is what we needed, amigo.

This is the missing link.

Pancho, this building is right next door to Evans's office.

Look, pay attention.

There you are, $200.

And you sign right here.

$200?

Well, that's not even 20%.

I couldn't get my family out of town on that.

Mr. Thomas, you're the one that wants to sell.

I'm not obliged to buy your property.

Send the next man in on your way out.

Wait a minute, I-- I haven't any other choice.

Where do I sign?

Right here.

That's it.

Next!

Now what can I do for you, sir?

I would like you to give me some information.

Were you expecting a shipment of money

on today's express wagon?

Why, yes, but what concern is that of yours, Mister, uh...

My name is the Cisco Kid.

I found the strongbox that belonged to you.

It was broken open.

Some of the money was stolen.

That's impossible.

I mean, it's, uh...

Well, it's...

It's wonderful that you found the money.

You mean, it is impossible.

You and I know that there was no money there.

What are you getting at?

What are you getting at, Evans?

Why are these farmlands so valuable you have

to hire professional gunmen to obtain them?

Those who do not know how to draw a gun

should not attempt it.

I asked you a question, Evans.

All right, I'll tell you.

Of course you know that the government is planning on

building a dam here.

And you realize what that would do to the value of property

hereabouts.

You didn't know I was a willy goat, huh?

Pancho, try to quiet the crowd outside and tell them

what happened.

Cisco, you take the words right from inside my mouth.

(whooping) You'll live all right.

I know the sheriff would love to see you.

(horse approaching) Thank you, Sky Eagle.

Cisco, I don't know how to thank you for what you've done.

We always like to help you...

Sheriff.

Cisco and me will always go a long way to help somebody.

We don't care how long the way is.

I was hoping you two might decide to settle down here

for a spell.

I'm sorry, amigo, but we have work to do elsewhere.

Cisco, first you tell me we're gonna have pigeons

roasting over the fire, and now you say we got work to do and

all the time, I remember you promised.

Pancho, don't you consider it work

when you clean and cut willow poles,

and dig worms out of the ground, and look around for a nice

stream and then sit down and wait for the fish to bite?

Cisco, you know, your words are just like the honey.

You are a poet and don't know it.

Oh, Pancho.

Oh, Cisco.

(laughing) Goodbye, amigos!

See you soon!

Ha!