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Here's adventure.

Here's romance.

Here's O. Henry's famous Robin Hood of the old west.

(cows mooing) Comb that draw, Hank.

There may be a few strays hanging out there.

(mooing) Hank!

Hank, come here quick!

What's up, boss?

Look at it.

Smell it!

It's oil!

Black gold!

Smells like oil, but how do you know?

How do I know?

Here, I'll prove it to you.

Oil, all right.

(laughs) I'll write in and tell my niece Peggy.

She'll be plum flabbergasted.

Yeah.

(gunshot) Did you hear that, Idaho?

See you at the ranch.

Those were shots.

Somebody may be in trouble.

Cisco, somebody is always in trouble, but why do we have

to put out foot where trouble always kicks us in the end?

Hey, Pancho, where are you going?

The shots came from that way.

Yeah, and that's why I'm going this way.

(hoofbeats approaching) Look after him, Pancho.

Let's see who this man is.

Burton Williams, owner of Circle-J ranch.

In case of accident, notify niece Peggy Williams,

Circle-J, Wahoo, Texas.

That won't be necessary.

I'm his niece.

Get your hands up quick.

Who me?

Yes you!

All right, I never argue with a pretty girl.

Anything you say.

And you too.

Well, go ahead, Pancho.

Do what the lady says.

For you, yes.

For her, no.

What happened, Miss Peggy?

There men killed uncle Burt.

Get their guns, Hank.

But you're wrong, Miss.

We didn't kill this man.

We were passing by here when we found him

lying down here.

Put gas in, Hank.

I'm taking these two into the Sheriff.

Get on your horses.

Would you mind pointing that gun somewhere else?

It might go off.

Yes, it might!

Get on your horses!

All right, Pancho, get on your horse.

Hiya, Walt.

Nice day, ain't it?

Is it?

You bet it is.

I'm gonna let you in on a deal that'll make us a million.

Yeah?

Yeah.

There's oil on the Williams ranch.

Oil? Sounds interesting.

Anybody else know about it?

Nobody but Williams and me.

And he's dead.

Couple of strangers shot him.

You know, Hank, you're smarter than I thought you were.

And, uh, still pretty handy with a trigger, eh?

I said a couple of strangers shot him.

All right, we won't quibble about the details.

What's the deal?

Well, this is the way I've got it figured out.

You put up the money and buy the ranch.

We'll split 50-50.

That's sounds fair enough.

I'll have a talk with Williams' niece, right after the funeral.

Good.

Don't get any ideas of double-crossing me.

Why, Hank, you know I wouldn't do that.

Just the same, if anything should happen to me,

the Sheriff will get a letter that'll put a rope

right around your neck.

Nothing's going to happen to you.

I told you before, Sheriff, we were not there

when the man was shot.

Do you expect us to believe that?

That's the truth, the whole truth,

and everything but the truth.

The truth...

Uncle Burt never harmed anyone in his life, and you had to kill

him for the few dollars he had in his pocket.

I'll be at the ranch if you need me.

(door knocking) Come in.

Good morning, Peggy.

Good morning.

I just thought I'd drop by and tell you how sorry I am

about your uncle.

He was a wonderful man.

Thank you.

Won't you sit down?

Yes, thanks.

I, uh...

I suppose you'll be selling out soon.

I haven't thought of it, why?

Well, I thought I might be able to help you a little

by buying your ranch.

I was gonna buy a ranch anyhow.

I'm sorry.

Well, I...

I can offer you $30,000.

Well, say $35,000.

Thank you, Mr. Stuart, but I'm not selling.

You see, Uncle Burt always dreamed of making the Circle-J

into a real spread.

And I'm gonna do everything possible to make that dream

come true.

It might be rather a costly dream, Peggy.

Your uncle owes the bank a lot of money.

Well, I'm not worried about that.

We've had very good luck with the cattle this year,

and I'll be able to place a note as soon as I ship them.

Well, if that's the way it is...

But anytime I can help you, let me know, won't you?

Thank you, Mr. Stuart.

I appreciate your interest and your offer to help.

Goodbye, Peggy.

Goodbye.

You know, Pancho, I've been thinking about this

man who came up after the girl took our guns.

You thinking he shot the ranchero?

Could be.

Then what we are waiting for?

Let's go catch him and kill him dead.

(laughs) Huh, well,

that was a good idea.

It's still a good idea, Pancho.

How'd you make out?

Not so good.

She wouldn't sell.

But she'll sell before I get through with her.

Come on.

I'm sending both of you to Baxter Springs,

to the US Marshall there.

Why, Sheriff?

Afraid we'll break out of here?

No, Cisco, maybe he don't like our company.

Well, then we'll not impose on him any longer, Pancho.

Goodbye, Sheriff.

Smart alecks, eh?

Put the handcuffs on 'em.

I always wanted to see Baxter Springs,

I hear it's very pretty.

Eh, what do you say, Pancho?

Well, let's went.

Handcuff 'em to the rig too.

All right.

Come on.

Hank, I've just got an idea how to make that Williams

girl sell.

Go after that wagon, and make sure that Cisco

and Pancho escape.

Escape?

I don't get it.

You will.

I'm going after the girl, but I want the Sheriff to think

that Cisco and Pancho grabbed her.

I'll see you at the shack.

(gunshot) Cisco, we'll be smashed

like tortillas.

Pancho, the key.

The key!

Whoa!

It's a good thing about these keys.

Now we can went and hide where the Sheriff don't find us, eh?

You're wrong, we're going back to town.

Eh, don't-- don't talk about the town.

Every time I think about the town, I think about the jail.

When I think about the jail, I think about a rope,

and then my neck get all full of geese pimples.

You know, Cisco, the farther away you are from you,

the better I am.

Hey, come back here.

Where do you think you're going?

Get in there!

Well, go on.

Oh, Sheriff?

Sheriff!

Cisco, he ain't here, now we don't have to wait,

let's went, eh?

Not so fast, Pancho.

Your gun, Pancho.

Hey, Cisco, why you writing this letter?

To let the Sheriff know what happened,

and to tell him we're going over to Circle-J to talk

to Miss Williams, and not tell Hank.

Oh, no, Cisco, you make a big mistake.

No Sheriff.

We don't want the Sheriff to know where we are.

Cisco, you make a-- a big mistake-- No.

Pancho, will you be quiet?

No, but... the Sheriff, he...

There.

Come on, Pancho.

No Sheriff's gonna get this letter.

Come on, Pancho!

He coming, Cisco.

And what were you doing in there so long?

Me?

Oh, you mean me.

Well, can I help it if I don't get around as fast as I used to?

Let's get our horses and went.

But where we gonna look for them?

They could be at that barn over there.

There they are.

Oh, Loco, did they put you in jail, eh?

Oh...

Hey, what happened, Cisco?

That's what I'd like to know, Pancho.

Look around outside.

What's the meaning of this, Stuart?

Well, I tried to be a gentleman and buy your ranch,

but you didn't like that, so now I'm gonna make you sell.

You can't make me do anything.

No?

No, no matter what you do I'll never sign that deed.

Well, maybe a few days without food and water

will make you change your mind.

Why are you so interested in getting the Circle-J, anyway?

That, my dear girl, is none of your business.

Ain't nobody here, Cisco.

Hide the horses, Pancho.

We were looking for you.

Go ahead and draw your pistola.

There's nothing I would like better than to blow

your head off.

Where is Miss Williams?

I don't know.

Don't you know nothing and something?

He knows something, Pancho.

He knows who killed Williams.

Don't you?

Maybe his tongue is tangled up in his mouth.

I will untangle it for him.

Go ahead and shoot, I don't know anything.

We'll take him to the Sheriff, Pancho.

I think he'll talk then.

Go on.

Andalay.

I think we better give the horses a drink.

Hey, Pancho, come over here.

I won't...

You try to get away and you'll-- You know where your neck is?

You'll be in trouble up to it.

What it is?

That's why Williams was killed.

Oil.

Oil?

Is that good or bad?

(horse clopping) Never mind, Pancho,

let him go.

He'll lead us to the girl.

It's the Sheriff.

(gunshots) Funny, the Sheriff's

still shooting at us.

That's what makes Sheriffs Sheriffs, they're always

shooting at somebody.

There is our man again.

Have you changed your mind yet?

You're wasting your time.

(horse approaching) What happened?

Untie my hands.

Cisco and his pal are after me.

I hope they kill both of you.

You think they'll trail you here?

Yeah, we better make tracks fast.

I got a better idea.

Here.

Come on.

Come on.

Why don't we just shoot 'em down, Walt?

Because my way'll make it look like an accident.

But the girl, we can't kill her.

Why not?

We need her to sign the deed, don't we?

I'll take care of that.

With the girl out of the way, I'll forge her signature.

Hey, that's not bad.

If she ain't around, she can't prove

she didn't sign it.

Exactly.

Are you all right, Miss Williams?

Yes, thanks, Cisco.

Have you any idea where they went?

No.

(fuse hissing) Listen, Cisco.

Snakes!

Snakes nothing!

That's a fuse burning!

Get out of here, both of you!

(gunshots) (gunshot)

Get 'em up, quick.

Caught up with you at last, Cisco.

You caught the wrong man, Sheriff.

What do you mean?

He's the man who killed my Uncle Burt.

He was trying to force me to sell the Circle-J.

And I'll tell you why.

There is oil on your property, lots of it.

Pancho and I saw it.

This man committed murder to get it.

Well, I didn't do the shooting, Hank did it.

You will have to go someplace where it's awful hot, Mister,

to prove that.

Hank, he blow himself up with his own dynamite.

Stuart, you're under arrest as an accomplice in the murder

of Burt Williams.

Bill, take him away.

Just a minute, Sheriff.

Would you mind telling me why you shot at us

after you got my note?

Note? What note?

(gasping) (speaking Spanish) What's the matter, Pancho,

don't you feel well?

Eh...

What have you got there?

That the note you write to the Sheriff.

Pancho!

Well, didn't you always told me to never let the Sheriff know

what my right hand was doing?

What do you mean?

Uh...

I beg your partner.

Hey, Pancho, where are you going?

I'm going where there ain't no Sheriffs!

(laughs) Well, this is where

we leave you, amigos.

But we'll be back soon.

Look for us!