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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.

(bell dinging)
Jeff Adams!

I can't believe it's you.

I should've let you know
I was coming, but I wanted

to surprise you.

Oh, if Dad were only here
to see you.

Oh, you were like his own son.

I know.

From the first day I joined the
force, he was more like a father

to me than a superior officer.

New York Mounted Police, huh?

We'd better get rid of him
quick, he's poison.

Well, how did you happen
to come?

As soon as we heard about
your father, the boys

took up a collection.

I was the lucky one.

The commissioner chose me to
come out here and investigate.

He even let me ship my horse!

(door opening)
So you're a cop, huh?

That's right.

Any law against cops out here?

No, but we don't want 'em.

We don't need 'em.

Supposed we say I'm visiting
Miss Mallory then.

I know her old man
was a New York cop too.

Say, did she send for you?

Mister...

I don't like your talk.

And I don't like your face.

And I'm gonna change it for ya.

Jeff, I'll get help.

You better get plenty
because you're gonna need it.

Hey, Cisco, why you are so
always so wonderful to me, eh?

You put my initials on
everything, look, "NYMP,"

Nice young man Pancho.

(laughs)
Pancho, you are

a nice young man,
but those are not your initials.

That's New York Mounted Police.

I wonder what they're
doing here.

No matter what they're doing
here, these New York Mountain

Police they should be back
in the New York mountains.

Let's see what happens there,
Pancho, come on.

(laughter)
Move it!

Hey, Pancho,
they're three against one.

And that, amigo, we never like,
do we?

Come on!

Trouble, here we come again.

Just doing a little
house cleaning for you Ruth.

Well, I hope you didn't
neglect the corners.

I'd introduce these men,
Ruth, but I don't know

who they are.

Except they became mighty good
friends of mine all of a sudden.

I am the Cisco Kid.

and this is my very good friend,
Pancho.

Handsome, brave,
and very modest.

You are pleased to
meet me.

Oh, I've often heard
about you.

I'm Ruth Mallory,
and this is Jeff Adams,

my father's best friend.

Won't you come in?

Thank you.

Thanks for your help.

I sure needed it.

You're most welcome.

Go ahead.

Thank you.

Well senor, now that
you have proven yourself,

you'll probably never
have trouble again.

Well, there may be more to it
than that, Cisco.

See, I came out here
for a purpose.

We may as well
tell you, Cisco.

Jeff is here to investigate
my father's death.

You see, Ruth's father
bought this hotel from a man

named Saunders.

Then one day, Saunders wanted
to buy it back.

Mr. Mallory refused.

That's when he started getting
these threatening letters.

I see.

I don't misunderstand you,
the Mr. Saunders, he--

sold the hotel, and now he wants
to buy it back again-- uh, why?

Well, he thinks something
valuable is hidden here.

Could there be some gold
around here?

No one knows.

After we bought this place,
Dad found a diary and some notes

in the room an old man,
an explorer who had lived here.

The explorer was dead
before you came out here,

wasn't he, Ruth?

Yes, but Saunders didn't know
about the diary

til Dad found it.

He used to keep it
in the safe up here,

but when the threats started to
come, he moved it downstairs.

This way, I'll show you.

Let's have a look
in this safe.

This leads to the cellar.

Would you open it please, Cisco?

Of course.

This diary and these notes
were left here by the old

explorer.

Saunders claims that since he
owned the hotel when the old man

lived here, he owns these too.

We'll go through these later.

Maybe we can find out what the
old man found and where it is.

Ruth, has anybody ever tried
to rob this safe

to get these papers?

No, why?

Because if anyone ever does try,
it could constitute a felony.

Then the law could take over.

Oh, Saunders is the only law
around here.

And that's no law at all.

Better put these
back in here.

(sneezing)
Salud.

What's the matter, Pancho,
why are you sneezing?

Ooh, Cisco, I'm so cold.

I'm freezeling.

I'm gonna get ammonia.

(chuckling)
Now I'll show you how we

break up street mobs
in New York.

Up, Bowery!

Up, boy!

Ah!

Look, Cisco,
this horse is almost as good

as my horse Loco, eh?

I think Bowery's
the best there is.

I'll bet he's even faster
than yours.

(Pancho laughs)
No, sir.

No horse is faster than Loco,
no horse.

Uh, well maybe Diablo, huh?

I'll tell you how you can
settle this fast.

Jeff, how about a race
from here to the hotel?

All right,
and I've got an idea.

Let's have the race that's
popular with the horsemen

in the Arabian Desert,
It's called the "Winner Loses"

race.

Winner loses?

(laughs)
That don't make no senses.

Look, first we swap horses...

Yeah.

Then we race.

The horse that comes in first
wins for his owner,

but loses for his rider.

You get it?

No.

Good, Pancho, I'll ride
your horse.

Then I'll ride Cisco's.

Then I get what's left over.

I don't choose, huh?

Are you sure you understand
this, Pancho?

Well, my brains is mixed up.

I know what you say,
but I don't understand what

you mean.

But it's so simple, Pancho.

Look--
Who, me?

No, no, no, the race.

If you come in first,
I win.

Why?

Because you're riding
my horse.

Oh...

You give us the gun, Cisco?

Fine, let's mount.

(gunshot)
Congratulations, Pancho.

(laughs)
Congranulations for what?

For having a horse fast
enough to lose the race for you!

Pancho, you have the fastest
losing horse in the west.

Oh, let's just--
let's race again, and maybe

I can have better bad luck
next time, huh?

Well, amigo, you and Jeff
will have to race alone.

I have some business
to attend to.

But, Cisco, you don't know
nobody here.

Jeff, here is your horse.

See you later, amigos.

Pancho, I want to have a talk
with that fellow Saunders

that Ruth was telling us about.

I want to talk to him to,
but not very bad.

From what she told us,
I think I know

where we can find him.

Let's go.

Fine bunch of creampuffs.

One city cop beats the ears
off all three of you.

Look, Saunders, me and the
boys would have pulverized

that copper if those other two
jokers hadn't horned in.

Why, the cop would have cut
you to pieces even without help.

I happened to be from the big
burg myself, Saunders, remember?

I had plenty of run ins with
those cops back there.

I know how to handle them.

Sure you know
how to handle them.

That's why you served ten years
for safe cracking.

Listen, if you'd let me
blow that safe when I wanted to,

I would have had them papers
and things for you a long time

ago.

Morgan, my smart, eastern
friend, safe cracking is

illegal, and this is a
law-abiding town.

Law-abiding, ha!

That's a laugh.

It's no laugh, believe me.

That's how we get things
our own way around here.

Because nobody breaks the law.

So I run this town without
a sheriff or a marshal.

You see this?

That's a marshal's badge.

I took it from a fellow that had
no further use for it.

Look at it close, Morgan.

Because if you ever see one of
these around town, it might

mean trouble.

Mister Saunders?

Yes, and so you're the famous
Cisco Kid.

Well, sit down.

Sit down.

Say, isn't that
Cisco's horse?

Yeah, I wonder why
he visit Mr. Saunders.

That's what I'd like to know.

Well, what can I do for you?

Maybe there is something
I can do for you, senor.

Oh, really?

I understand that you are
highly interested in a certain

paper that Ms. Mallory has
in her safe at the hotel.

Papers?

Oh, yes, yes, naturally.

Those papers are mine.

She has no right to them.

I owned the hotel at the time
old Bradshaw lived there

and made the discovery.

That's the point.

I think you should get
what is yours.

You know, I would be ashamed
to pieces if Cisco would catch

me eavesdropping.

Just what is your
proposition, Cisco?

Oh, I really don't have any
proposition at all.

I just want to be
on the right side

and help others
get what is theirs.

Now, maybe my help will be
worth something to you.

Well, maybe.

Just how do you intend
to help me?

You probably know that
Mallory changed the lock

on the safe.

Yeah.

Well, senor,
I have the means to open it.

You meet me in an hour
at the hotel,

and I will give you
the combination.

Well, senor, I'll meet you
in an hour.

Uh, what about the cop
and the girl and your

friend Pancho?

Oh, don't worry about them.

They'll not interfere.

I will see to that.

Cisco.

Pancho, Jeff.

We was eavesdrooping
on you, Cisco.

Well, Cisco, I just seen
the slimiest double-cross

I've ever run into.

Jeff, what you heard
sounds very bad for me,

but it was done for a purpose.

Now, trust me for an hour,
and I'll explain everything.

And besides that, Jeff,
I'll need your help

when the time comes.

To help you rob the safe?

You should have invited me
sooner, before you talked

to Saunders.

Yeah, but Senor Jeff--
Jeff, be careful.

Thanks.

Mr. Saunders?

That's right, come in.

I'm Jeff Adams of
the New York Mounted Police.

How do you do, Mr. Adams?

I'd like to see
your credentials.

My credentials, for what?

They tell me you're the law
in this town.

That's right.

Prove it.

Well, I'd be very glad to.

Sit down.

I don't have to prove
anything to you, Adams.

Get 'em up.

Come on in, boys.

Here's a friend of yours.

And if you can use a New York
Police service pistol,

help yourself, Morgan.

And look what else
I found, boss.

All my life I've been wanting
to put the cuffs on a copper.

Well, then put 'em on
outside, we're going back to

town.

Bring him, men.

Good work, Morgan.

Tie him to that post.

Ruth?

Ruth?

Ruth?

Ruth?

Ruth?

Cisco, it looks like
then was nobody here.

Good, we just have enough
time to do our work

before Saunders gets here.

What are you gonna do, Cisco,
go down in that old, cold cellar

again? Brrr.

Next time I do this, I'm gonna
bring Loco's blanket with me.

Cisco, you better hurry up
and change the combination

before Saunders gets here.

He'll be here pretty soon.

Don't be impatient, Pancho.

Relax.

Relapse?

What do you mean relapse?

I'm so cold, Cisco.

This place gives
me the creepers.

(crates banging)
Cisco, Cisco, come, come.

Cisco, look!

An Indian grave.

Cisco, I don't know...

(stammering)
Don't wake up, Mr. Indian.

He-- He sleep.

Let's get out of here, Cisco.

This may very well be
the buried treasure that

Saunders thinks he wants.

No, Cisco, this ain't no
buried treasure.

This is an Indian.

It might have been,
to the old explorer.

Now, look, Pancho, we can't let
Saunders see this

until we're ready.

See, here, you take these
crates and pack them up

the way they were before.

But this time, you stay behind.

Stay here.

Oh, Cisco, I gotta stay here
all by myself

and sleep here, Cisco?

Pancho, there is not gonna be
much time for sleep.

Now, I'll signal you the minute
we catch Saunders red-handed.

Now, hurry up, put them
up there.

But I don't want to stay
with the Indian.

Ooh.

But I thought you were out.

That's quite evident.

Ruth, I'll explain
everything later.

I assure you, whatever I am
doing, it's for

your best interest.

Of all the things
I don't understand.

I'm sorry, senorita,
but I don't want to hurt you.

(moaning)
Senorita,

you must be patient.

I'm only doing this
for your own good.

Everything ready?

Sure, everything is ready.

Pancho's taking a siesta,
and the policeman,

he's out of town.

He sure is.

Let's get to work.

Hey, where's the safe?

It's in the cellar.

Old man Mallory had it moved.

Oh, he did?

All right, you stay here and
make sure we're not disturbed.

Is the girl here?

(muffled)
All right, come on.

The combination.

Here you are.

Is that a six or an eight?

See, that's six.

(horse whinnying)
Bowery!

Bowery, come here.

Am I glad to see you, boy.

Hold it, boy.

Give me that key.

Good boy.

This combination won't work!

Somebody must have changed it.

There's only one way to get
this cracker box open.

And that's something
you've been wanting to do

for a long time.

Go to it.

About ready?

Soon as I get this fuse set.

(Sanders) You've got it cut
too short.

We won't have time
to get upstairs!

I know what I'm doing.

(sneezing)
Hey, Pancho taking

a siesta, huh?

What are you doing in there?

Uh, there ain't nobody in
here but us Indians.

Indians?

Well, that's what the old
geezer found.

Some treasure, huh, Saunders?

Shut up.

What about the safe?

Never mind that.

We know now that we
don't need it.

All right, get 'em up.

You, get in the corner, there.

You too.

You too!

Pancho, you keep them covered
while they follow me up.

Glad you made it, Jeff.

Nice work.

Pancho, get them over there
and keep them covered.

I'm going to release Ruth.

Andale, quick.

Mr. Jeff, Cisco catch these
fellows trying to blow up

the safe, and the fuse is still
in the safe door.

Well, Saunders, you fell
right into Cisco's trap,

didn't you?

You broke the law.

Now I can arrest you.

You can't arrest nobody,
flatfoot, you're only

a New York cop.

Not quite, Morgan.

Look, marshal,
I can explain this--

As we say in New York,
Mr. Saunders,

tell it to the judge.

Hey, Cisco, Jeff!

Take a look, I got a wire
telegraph for you.

Look, good news, it's good news.

Good news?

Yeah!

Pancho, if this telegram is
for me, how do you know

what's in it?

Well, I know what's in it
because I look at it through the

corner of one eye, Cisco.

I could see it's good news.

Ah, Pancho!

Say, it's from Dr. Powell.

You mean Powell of the
Bedford Museum?

That's right.

And he says he will pay
$5,000 rew--

for the Indian grave downstairs
to the senorita!

Five-thousand dollars?

Oh, Jeff!

He says that this is
the only one that hasn't been

absolutely wrecked.

Why, Ruth,
congratulations, dear.

Thank you, Cisco.

You don't know what this
means to us.

I think he does.

The New York Mounted Police
will have to do

without me now, Cisco.

Ruth and I are getting married.

Cisco, the winner,
this time he wins, huh?

Oh, Pancho!

(laughing)
Cisco!

Que bonita!

Cisco!

Well, this is where
we leave you, amigos.

But we'll be back soon!

Look for us!

(laughing)