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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!

(insect buzzing) Hijo la china poblana, you

don't get away from Pancho!

Until I kill you dead!

Pancho, what's the matter?

What's going on here?

Bugs, Cisco.

Bugs. Bugs?

Yeah, they eat up my flowers.

That's enough of that.

Remember Henry Banning?

Oh, yeah, Cisco.

I remember.

That's that nice man in the Wells Fargo in San Antonio

help us out, huh?

The same, take a look, look.

Oh, Cisco, this man is honest and good.

I, I don't believe this.

Neither do I.

Why she do that, Cisco?

She kill all my beautiful flowers.

If I ever see that girl again, I'm going to...

Ah, Pancho, we'll see her again.

The way she grabbed that poster out of my hand, she must have

something to do with Banning.

Come on, let's go.

Right.

Leave that alone!

You can't go around tearin' up them posters, Trudy.

It ain't legal.

I suppose it's legal for you to condemn a man

before all the facts are known.

Why did you swear out a complaint against my uncle?

Well, what did you expect me to do when he disappeared with

the money for the Paradise Mine?

That doesn't prove he stole it.

He could have been held up or robbed.

Then why hasn't he returned?

I don't know.

But I do know Uncle Henry's not a thief.

You're absolutely right, señorita.

No, he don't got one dishonest bone

in his whole head.

You know, señorita, just because you are mad with yourself,

that's no reason why you should go and kill

all those nice flowers.

Who are you men, anyway?

My name is Cisco.

The Cisco Kid?

That's right.

And I'm Pancho Miguel Fernando Gonzalez

Lloreno de Conejo.

And we are friends of your uncle, señorita.

He's going to need more than friends to stay out of prison

if they ever find him.

You know, señor, I don't think I'm gonna

like you too much.

And when Pancho don't like nobody, he...

Pancho, Pancho, please, no.

Señor, you're wrong about Mr. Banning.

A man who has been honest all his life, he doesn't

turn crook overnight.

That's a matter of opinion.

Señorita, we're here to help your uncle.

Is there anything you can tell us?

Nothing that you don't know already.

You know, I just can't help but feel I'll never see him again.

That he's... dead.

Ah, señorita, don-, don-, don't say those words.

Señorita, you know, my Uncle Tito always told me that, "Where

there's life, there's always room for one more tortilla."

Now, bueno, there, there, huh?

Thanks.

Sorry about your flowers.

Trudy's takin' it pretty hard.

She joined her uncle only a couple of weeks

before he disappeared.

Is that so?

Yeah, came from back east.

Banning hadn't seen her since she was six years old, poor kid.

Must be quite a disappointment to her.

Must be.

Say, Mr. Williams, do you really think he's guilty?

$25,000 is a heap of temptation.

(groaning) Speak up, Banning!

Where have you hidden those 25,000?

But I've already told you over 50 times.

Stop lying!

You didn't lose those saddle bags after we surprised

and chased you.

You ditched that money somewhere along the way.

Now, where is it?

(moaning) All right, Banning.

But remember, no food or water until you talk.

(horse approaching) Well, well.

The Cisco Kid and Pancho.

Where's your pals?

Nevada!

Yes, boss?

They're up in town, I reckon.

You want me to go get 'em?

Yeah, but I got a little job for you to do first.

Have I got time to water my flowers before I go?

You do that when you come back.

There's no time to waste now.

What do you mean you want a list of the serial numbers?

Just what I say.

What are you going to do with it?

Trace the money and Banning.

You know, Pancho and I have friends in many places.

I'm sorry, I can't give you a list, it's the only one I have.

Excuse me, I'm busy.

Just a minute, Mr. Williams, a copy will do.

A copy?

That'll take hours and I don't have the time.

Señor, you sound to me like you don't want us

to find that money.

Meaning what?

It was you yourself who told us it was only you and Banning

that knew about that shipment.

And you think I had something to do with his disappearance?

It's possible.

You sent for me?

Yes.

A stranger left this for you.

Well, Mr. Williams, what's it going to be?

Do we get that list or not?

Oh, no.

What's the matter?

More trouble?

Read this.

"Trudy, a friend is writing this for me.

I'm badly hurt and need help.

Ask for Johnny in barber shop at Twisted Forks.

Uncle Henry."

I'm afraid to ask what it means, Cisco.

Don't worry, señorita.

Pancho and I will have the answer for you when we get back.

Hey, Cisco!

They're out of range.

I should have my rifle.

What's the matter, Pancho?

Well, Loco picked up a rock in his foot, and but no,

look at these nice, wild wildflowers, huh?

Pancho, how could you stop and admire flowers

at a time like this?

(rustling in the bushes) Hey, look out.

Que pasa?

See that clump of brush there by the trail?

It's moving and there's no wind blowing.

Could be an animal.

And it could be a reception committee.

Here, hold my reins.

(cocks rifle) (fires into the air)

Head for the old fort and don't get caught!

All right, get up, and don't make any fast moves.

Cisco, Pancho, what happened?

Who's this?

That's what we'd like to know.

But he won't talk.

All right, hombre, inside.

What happened, Pancho?

You know that letter you got, señorita?

That was no letter, that was a trap.

That hombre tried to bushwhack us, but you know,

he and his friend.

His friend?

His friend got away, and Loco got a rock in his foot,

and I couldn't chase him, but look, look what I find.

I pick these, eh?

I gonna plant them right over there, huh? Come.

Well, who put 'em up to it?

I don't know.

You know, but Cisco think it was that Wells Fargo agent

who make believe a stranger leave that letter for you, huh?

And what Cisco think, I always think twice, eh?

You know, I think maybe I gonna trim these leaves.

No, he look all right anyway.

Then you think that Williams--

Of course, it has to be him.

How could I have been so stupid not to realize it?

I don't know.

(gunshot) Cisco!

Pancho, was that a shot?

It sound like it come from the Wells Fargo, Cisco.

Cisco, holy smokers, the girl!

Where's my uncle?

What have you done with him?

Point that gun away from me before your aim improves.

That last shot was just a warning.

Hurry up, Mr. Williams, you've got one more minute.

(gun fires) Killing a man is no way

to settle problems, Miss Trudy.

You're to blame, Cisco, putting ideas into her head

that I framed Banning then used her to set a trap

for you and Pancho.

And you did.

Didn't you?

No, I didn't, and you can't prove otherwise

by threatening me.

Young lady, I'm swearing out another complaint right now,

against you and your friends here.

I'll have you all in jail for this.

Cisco, can't you stop him?

I'm afraid not.

He's within his rights.

Pancho, we'll have to think of something else, amigo.

Yeah, but what?

Miss Trudy, your uncle is still alive.

I am convinced of that.

Why?

Because those two men tried to kill you and Pancho?

Yes, otherwise what difference would it make

if we did find him?

He couldn't talk.

But, Cisco, if this Williams got the money, why don't he

kill Señor Banning?

Pancho, that is a very good question.

But you know something?

What?

I don't have the answer.

Isn't there anything we can do to find him?

Cisco, that man we catch, why don't we let him go,

and then find out where he goes?

Follow him, huh?

No, Pancho, that wouldn't work unless...

Unless what, Cisco?

Unless he knew we didn't follow him.

Now, if we were dead...

Dead?

Yes, Pancho, dead.

(yelling in Spanish) That's enough

of that, Pancho!

One more word out of you, and I'll forget we're friends!

That's for your friendship!

I don't need it!

And I don't play for you.

All right, we'll see who's the better man!

All right, we'll do it!

At five paces!

Five paces, no, make it ten!

If you'll like to, we'll make it 15.

All right, you go 15, I go ten.

One, two, three, four, ready?

(both fire) They, they've killed

each other.

It's an old Spanish fort, Cisco.

(footsteps) Don't shoot!

It's me, Trudy.

So you followed us, eh?

Yes, I did.

And I'm going in there either with you or alone.

Where is your horse?

Near where you left yours.

Well then, let's went.

Come on.

(groaning) Reach, hombre! Reach!

Get the keys, Pancho.

Oh, Uncle Henry!

Uncle Henry!

Trudy, Cisco.

Oh, Uncle Henry.

Trudy, get a little water, please.

(moaning) Here, Uncle Henry,

drink this.

Cisco, can you imanage, this man like this likes flowers?

It's too bad he doesn't like people.

Where is that man that just rode in?

Will I do? Reach.

Get the guns, Nevada.

(Trudy cocks gun) (gunshot)

Hers too.

All right, inside.

Come on.

Over against the wall.

Face it.

I'm glad you dropped in, Miss Banning.

It's given me an idea.

(gasps) Now, where'd you hide

that money, Banning?

So, that's why they didn't kill Mr. Banning.

I'm waiting.

Don't tell them, Uncle Henry.

Don't tell them.

I'd rather die.

And you will if he doesn't talk.

Well, Banning?

No! No, Uncle Henry!

I can't risk your life, my dear.

I tossed it up into the big oak tree at Doan's Crossroads.

Do you know where that is?

Either you take me there, Miss Banning, or your uncle

gets it right here and now.

No, no, I'll take you there.

(cell door creaks, slams) Cisco, how we get

in here, anyhow?

The point is, Pancho, how do we get out of here?

Hee-hee, you told me.

Hey, señor, did you actually throw the money up in that tree?

(weakly) Yes.

Pancho. What?

This is very bad, we've got to get out of here.

We've got to do it quick too.

Yeah, how you gonna get out of here quick?

Hey, Pancho. What?

You remember what we did in Sonora?

Yeah, I know what we do in Sonora, but this is different.

Yes, Pancho, but look, you like flowers, don't you?

You know I like flowers, Cisco.

If I had money I would have a big garden with flowers

and, mmm, I could be arrested for fragrancy.

(laughs) Pancho. What?

You like lilies.

No, I, no, I don't, don't like lilies.

Yes, you do like lilies.

No, lil-- The ones in the pot,

you know?

In the pot?

No, I don't, I...

Like that hombre has there in the pot.

Yeah, I like 'em in the pot.

Hey, compadre, what is the matter with that lilies?

Yeah, it's got some kind of an ailment.

Suffering, see, bring it over here, I know all about flowers.

Yeah?

Let me see.

Well, si, señor, esta las flores blanquecitas...

(continues in Spanish).

It's that bad?

No, it's more worse than bad.

Why, that lily, you know, is suffering terrible because it,

it living downstairs too low, and the lily, just like people,

it breathes, you see, it gotta breathe, so lift it more high.

Way, no, no, more higher, higher.

Way up higher, huh?

More higher than the yeah.

That's the way up there.

Now hold it.

All right, señor, keep your hands up.

What's goin' on here?

You keep your lily upstairs.

Pancho, unlock the door.

Wait a minute, somebody's coming.

Here, watch him.

Hold the gun on him.

It's Trudy and the bandits coming back.

Pancho, get him out of there, quick.

(cell door creaks open) Sit down over there.

And play dumb if you want to stay alive.

Come on, Pancho.

Nevada, everything went great.

Reach, señor!

Here's the money, Cisco.

Drop your guns.

I'll take that, Cisco, throw it over.

Nice going, sweetheart.

Sweetheart?

Santa Maria!

How can you give your own uncle a double upcross?

He's not my uncle, and my name's not Trudy.

Oh, I knew Trudy quite well back east.

Since she was only six when Banning last saw her, it

was a cinch to impersonate her.

The object being, gentlemen, to pump information

from a very fond uncle.

Very clever.

And so was the act you put on to throw suspicion on Mr. Williams.

I thought it was a pretty good plan myself.

Now, gentlemen, inside, if you don't mind.

Here, Pancho, watch her.

Cisco, the money!

(gunshot) All right,

start walking, señor.

Your partner got away with the money but he won't

get very far.

See what I mean?

Cisco, here's your gun.

Thank you, Pancho.

And by the ways, what is your name?

Just call her stupid.

Stupid!

Don't call me stupid, whose idea was it to stick our necks out

and come back here after we already had the money?

Nevada didn't appreciate it, did he?

Yeah, guess I had things all figured out wrong that time.

My friend, you figured it wrong every time.

If you were half as smart as you think you are, you'd have never

kidnapped that man.

Pancho, I'm going to take them over to the sheriff.

You look out after Banning.

Ain't you forgetting something, Cisco? What?

The money.

The money, oh.

That's on Nevada's horse, and I'll see to it

that Williams gets it back.

Cisco, what you think of my new plant, huh?

I don't know what she are.

The book don't told you what she is.

I'll tell you what it is, Pancho. What?

It's poison ivy.

Poison ivory?

Ha, I'm a son of an enchilada.

(laughs) All the time, I thought

it was poison oak.

Oh!

Oh, Pancho.

Oh, ho, Cisco.

(both laughing) Adios until we see you

again, amigos.

Hasta la vista! (laughs)