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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.

They've given us the slip.

They can't be far away, though.

We'll split up.

Dusty, you take the North Ridge.

You boys head for Dead River.

I'll take Crooked Mountain.

Let's go!

Well, boss, we lost 'em.

Yeah, but we can't stay here.

Hey, I see a place we can hole up for the rest of the day.

Come on!

Freeze!

Hey. It's a gal.

Check the back room, Twisty.

Don't bother, I'm alone.

Shut up!

You, stay outside and keep your eyes peeled.

Nothing back there, Carver.

Carver?

That's right, lady.

I'm supposed to be hanging from a tree right about now.

Only me and my boys don't like that idea, so we're staying here

for the day. Got that straight?

Nice, restful spot.

Nobody knows we're here...

except you, lady, and you better keep it that way, savvy?

All right, you can get back to work now.

How about something to eat for a couple of hungry

prospectors?

Take it easy while you can, Twisty. Keep a sharp lookout.

Come night, we head for the border.

All right, Carver. Get up out of there. Get your hands up and

keep them up.

Pancho!

Don't shoot me, Sheriff, I didn't do nothing. I just

oversleep a little bit.

Well, glad to see you, Pancho. Is Cisco here with you,

too?

You ever see Pancho without Cisco? He go down to get

the horses while I stay here to get the breakfast and then, I

got to doing something else, eh?

Sit down, sit down here, Mr. Sheriff, while I fix some

nice pancakes, huh? And after the breakfast, we're going

downtown to get some ammunition and then we're gonna go fishing.

Ammunition?

Yeah. And tell me, by the way, though, you still talk to

yourself all the time like you used to?

(laughs) No, I broke myself of that habit. I don't talk to

myself anymore.

That's good. People who talk to themselves never get no

answers.

Hello, Sheriff Cole.

What brings you to Crooked Mountain?

Looking for Carver.

He escaped.

You mean the bandito?

I thought he was hanged for murder.

Well, he was supposed to be hanged today, but his gang broke

him out of jail this morning.

I've got a posse in the hills looking for him, and I could

sure use your help.

Of course you can have our help, Sheriff, but you'll have

to lend us a few bullets.

We're just on our way to town to buy some.

Afraid I can't do that.

I guess I threw away too many wild shots before they finally

gave us the slip.

Well, Pancho, you and I will have to ride to town and get

some ammunition.

But doggone it, Cisco, there's no time for that.

If I don't find those coyotes before dark, I never will find

them. They know these hills too well.

There must be some way we can help you.

Wait. You can get ammunition at the Hardin store about two

miles from here.

Good. Come on, Pancho, let's go.

Looks like they're coming this way.

Hey, Carver!

They're not prospectors.

They look more like a couple of dudes.

Well, get rid of 'em.

But no rough stuff.

Don't worry, we'll just have some laughs.

You boys look real fancy.

Let's see how fancy you look doing a dance.

Get rid of 'em fast.

You better get the horses ready. We may want to ride.

Miss Hardin?

Yes.

Sheriff Cole told us that we could buy some ammunition here.

And, señorita, I want some fishing hooks and some fishing

string.

Yes. Yes, of course.

We're not going fishing now.

No, I know we ain't going fishing now, but maybe later

after we find those-- Cisco. look.

Look, Cisco. You put one finger in there, and you put

another, the little finger in there and then...

(laughs nervously) What I gonna do now?

I don't know what to do now, Pancho.

Gentlemen, please, is this all you want?

When did this merchandise come in? This morning?

Yes, just this morning.

How many to a box?

I wouldn't advise you to tackle a whole box.

They're pretty strong.

I see. We'll, I'll get them next time I pass by.

Here is your money, señorita.

Don't you think we'd better stay here 'til tomorrow, Cisco?

No, no, there's no place for you to sleep here.

Here's your receipt.

And, señorita, you give me a receipt for these, too? I think

my little nephew, she will like them.

Here you are, sir.

Gracias.

Thank you, Miss Hardin.

Well, Pancho, are you ready for the dance?

I am quite ready.

Catch.

All right, now hold 'em up, high above your head.

Ready, Pancho?

Now let's see how you can dance.

The dance is much better, eh, Cisco?

Ha!

You should've plugged them when you had a chance.

Who had a chance?

Let's see that bag, Pancho.

What'd she write, Cisco?

"The Carver Gang. Watch the back of the store. They're

leaving tonight."

Leaving tonight?

Then we'd better go to the sheriff right away, yeah?

Not so fast, Pancho. Tonight is still a long ways off.

The sheriff said he'd meet us at noon, remember?

Yes, at Cougar Mountain.

That means that we have just about 20 minutes before we meet

him. We'd better watch the back of the store for a while and see

what happens. We may not need the sheriff.

But, Cisco, why do you always stick your neck out and mine,

too?

I don't like it.

There's no telling how much those two hombres figured out

for themselves.

Suppose they'll be back?

I don't know, but I don't aim to wait.

How do we get out of here with them snooping around?

It's a cinch, Twisty.

I should've figure it out before myself. Hey, lady, get ready to

ride. Where's your horse?

Maybe I haven't got one.

I asked you a question!

Where's your horse?

Around back, tied up.

Saddle him up.

Big, brave man, aren't you!

One look at the Cisco Kid, and you run to hide behind a woman's

skirt.

You told him we're here, you won't live to see the sun set

and neither will he.

Now get on that horse.

Hold your fire, Pancho.

You might hit the girl.

Not me, Cisco. I will kill that coyote dead if you didn't

stop me.

We can't take chances, Pancho. They're desperadas.

They wouldn't hesitate to kill the girl. That's why they're

taking her.

We have to keep our distance.

Come on.

Hey, Twisty. We'll go through Hidden Canyon and then cross

the border.

What about the girl?

We gonna take her, too?

We'll get rid of her.

Come on. Hyah.

Looks like they're heading for Hidden Canyon. The only

thing we can do is to see if we can get there ahead of them.

Come on, Pancho.

Looks like we're ahead of them, Pancho.

Here they come!

Okay, lady, you go first.

(gunshot) We can't go in there. They'll

pick us off like sitting ducks.

Yeah, you're right.

But they can't come out to tell the posse where we are, either.

We'll wait until nightfall and ride on through.

Oh, Cisco, you saved my life.

I don't know about that.

This is a blind canyon.

Cisco, I don't think we're going to see that sheriff today

unless we fly.

You're right, Pancho.

Our only hope is for the sheriff to find us. In the meantime,

we're pretty safe here.

Pancho, this girl is becoming hysterical. I'm gonna make a run

for it. You stay here with her.

If I make it, I'll keep them busy while you bring her out.

Now call her over.

What am I gonna say to her?

Say anything, to keep her mind occupied. Bueno.

Bueno.

Miss Hardin?

Miss Hardin.

(chuckles) You know, I-I buy this thing in

your store, but I don't know how it works.

One of them's coming out!

Must have changed his mind.

(gunshots) Any luck, Cisco?

No, Pancho. They're still at the entrance of the canyon.

I wonder why they're staying there.

I heard there was a secret way to the border through here.

They're probably waiting until nightfall to pass through.

Well, can't you do something about it, Cisco? After all

the stories I've heard about Cisco Kid, and he gets himself

locked in a blind canyon by a bunch of renegades.

(crying) It's all right, Miss Hardin.

Take it easy. Take it easy.

Oh, I'm sorry, Cisco.

I got you into this.

Say, Pancho, let's see if we can set up that old tent. It'll

give her a little shade anyway.

(sneezes) (coughs)

(fabric tears) Oh. Cisco, I'm sorry. This thing

is old. It must have been here a thousand years, eh?

No. Wait.

See? See, Cisco? Look.

It's too thin, Cisco, huh?

No, Pancho, it is just what we need. Say, tear that big box

apart and save the nails.

Cisco, you sure don't got no sunstroke?

No, I just got an idea.

Somebody tried something once and got a shock. We're going to

try the same thing and maybe the Culver Gang will get a shock.

Well, I guess they ain't gonna try to come out again,

huh?

Yeah. We might as well relax.

Yeah.

Here are the nails, Cisco.

Thanks, Pancho.

You tore that some more, didn't you, huh?

I tore it some more. I did it on purpose. Say, Pancho,

where is that ball of string you bought today?

It's in my saddlebag, Cisco.

Will you please get it for me?

Cisco, I hope you know what you're doing, because I don't

know what I am doing.

Cisco, I guess it's a little bit stupid of me, but if you ask

me, I will say you was making a kite, eh?

I am.

Oh! Then I didn't look so stupid. Ha ha.

Well, there it is.

It's finished.

Finsished? We are?

Will it work, Cisco?

It's our only chance.

Come on, let's try it.

Cisco, do you really think this thing will fly over the

canyon wall?

The warm air in the canyon will force it up.

Suppose it just keeps rising?

It won't. You see, it's very simple. Whenever the land slopes

down, the air current follow it.

The kite is carried by the air current.

Well, how do you know the air currents are blowing in the

right direction?

Look at those trees. The wind is blowing them right towards

Cougar Mountain.

There you are. Done.

"Carver Gang's trapped us in Hidden Canyon, north of here.

Will ride out in 15 minutes.

Hope you are there. Cisco."

This is a long chance, isn't it?

It certainly is, but I'm sure it'll work. Pancho, take the

kite over to that rock.

Go ahead! Go ahead!

Here, Pancho, hold the string.

It's up over the canyon wall.

Where in the thunder is Cisco? Oh, there I go talking to

myself again. Why shouldn't I talk to myself if I wanna?

I wanna.

Something must've happened.

Who could be flying a kite way out here?

It's going too far.

It will fly over Mexico.

Not if I can help it.

You hit it!

Now this time, hit the stick.

That's what I'm trying to do.

That's it! That did it!

"Carver Gang trapped us in Hidden Canyon, north of here.

Will ride out in 15 minutes.

Hope you are there. Cisco."

There, you see. I told you something happened.

Pancho, take the end of this rope and tie it to that rock

over there.

What are you going to do, Cisco?

Set a trap.

Set a trap for who?

I haven't got time to explain now. We're due to meet the

sheriff in a minute. Come on!

Hurry up!

Get it tight. Higher!

Good. Come on.

Come on.

Somebody's coming.

It's the sheriff.

Well, Mr. Carver, I knew it.

If anyone of you got away, you'd come this way.

I don't think the Carver Gang will bother you again.

Cisco, I've been looking for some help with the store ever

since dad died. How would you like half interest?

Very nice of you, señorita, but I'm afraid I'd make a very

poor storekeeper.

Well...how can I ever thank you?

You'd have to thank Benjamin Franklin. He's the one that got

me interested in flying kites.

Hey, Cisco. I...

I wish this Benjamino Franklin would get me out of this.

That will not be necessary.

We'll help you out.

Pull on that side.

Pull a little harder.

(laughs) There you are, Pancho.

Well, good-bye, señorita.

Good-bye, señorita.

Cisco!

Oh, Pancho!

Oh, Cisco!

(all laughing) Good-bye, amigos!

See you soon!