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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."

How's it going, Idaho?

All right, all right.

We'll have more rounded up in a couple of hours.

Good, I'll give you a hand.

That does it, Doc.

That'll convince her.

Turn him loose.

Utah, get the horses.

Good morning, Miss Peggy.

I'm afraid I have some bad news for you.

What do you mean?

I found some infected steers in the draw, not far from here.

Why, I don't believe you.

There isn't a sick animal on my ranch.

Come along, and I'll show ya.

Well, Poncho, where are we now?

You know it's funny, I-- I don't know myself.

But didn't you say that you knew this country like the palm

of your hand?

Sí.

And didn't you say that you knew a shortcut through San

Rafael?

Sí.

Well, where is it?

We've been riding around in circles for hours.

Are you lost?

No, I ain't lost, I'm here.

The road is lost.

Can I help it if I get all mixed up in my brains?

What brains?

Never mind, Pancho.

Let's go this way.

But the shortcut is this way.

See that swelling?

That's the first symptom of the disease.

I found four or five steers with the same symptom.

Well, that doesn't mean that all my cattle are infected.

I hope not, Miss Peggy.

But, meanwhile, I'll have to quarantine the entire herd to

keep the disease from spreading.

Quarantine or no quarantine, I'm shipping my cattle.

And I'm warning you not to move a steer off your ranch

until that quarantine is lifted.

And I'm warning you, Doc, that whoever tries to stop me

will get shot.

Yeah, you're doggone right.

Peggy's got a note to meet in a couple of days, and by golly

she's gonna meet it.

You talk too much!

Maybe that's-- Why, you!

I told you to keep your mouth shut!

You're a pretty brave guy, aren't you?

That's it, stranger, pin his ears back good.

You'd better leave now, Slade.

Hey, thanks, mister.

You're entirely welcome.

You know I could use some help, and you look like a pretty

handy man to have around.

What about it?

No, Cisco.

You just hired yourself a couple hands, miss.

Hey, Cisco, why is it every time you see a pretty girl, we

get into trouble?

Remember that the shemale of the specimen is more deader as the

male.

Never mind about your philosophies, Pancho.

Let's get our horses.

I want results, not excuses.

I did what you asked me to.

But if it hadn't of been for those strangers--

I'm tired of hearing about them.

I can't have that girl driving her herd to the railhead.

Get the sheriff and stop her.

It's funny how a low a man can get, Stuart.

Now, here's a girl who never did me any harm at all, yet I'm

helping you to take her ranch away from her.

A self-respecting snake wouldn't have a thing to do with me, and

I wouldn't blame him.

Oh, stop feeling sorry for yourself.

You're a skunk, Stuart.

If I had any gumption at all, which I haven't, I'd have a

different kind of a story to tell the sheriff.

Why don't ya, Slade?

The sheriff would just love to talk to an escaped convict.

Now, get out and do as I said.

What happens if the sheriff can't make that quarantine

stick?

Then I'll find some other way of keeping the girl from selling

her herd.

You sure do want that ranch bad, don't ya, boss?

I sure do, and I'm gonna get it.

Here comes trouble, Peggy.

Hold the herd.

Yes.

Hello, Peggy.

I guess you know why I'm here.

Listen to me, Jim, I've got to get my herd to the railhead,

otherwise, I'll lose my ranch.

Yes, I know, but I've got to enforce the law.

But there's nothing wrong with my cattle, except-- well,

perhaps for the few that Slade said were infected.

Maybe not, but they've all been quarantined, and the

doctor's sworn out a warrant just in case.

I don't wanna have to put you under arrest, Peggy, so promise

me you won't drive the herd to the railhead.

All right, Jim, I promise.

Come on, Jim.

Pancho, chase them out from behind those trees.

Hold the rope, Pancho.

I'll bulldog him.

Look at this.

I don't see something.

What is it?

It's a swelling made by a hypodermic needle.

What?

For a cattle supposed to be infected, I thought your steers

looked mighty healthy, and they are.

But I don't understand.

It's an old trick they used, by injecting hot paraffin under

the skin to produce a swelling.

That's enough, Pancho.

But who would do such a thing?

Maybe was the veterinary sturgeon.

But why?

I've never done anything to harm him.

Pancho, I think we'll have to do a little visiting.

From these kind of visits come the worst kind of

headaches.

We didn't know you were the county inspector, otherwise, we

would've minded our own business.

Pancho don't like to stick Cisco's nose in trouble.

Tell me, Doc, what kind of disease is this at the Circle J?

Well, it's a form of necrosis germatitis.

How you like a name like that?

How the cattle get this necrocis whatchamacallit?

Well, there are several ways.

And one way is with a hypodermic needle, isn't it?

These Circle J's steers were injected with paraffin, and you

did it.

Why?

Well, hurry up and talk, or I'll give you this necrocis

whatchamacallit with my pistola!

I-- I-- I-- Speak up!

I didn't wanna do it.

(gunshot) Santa Maria, that hombre

disappeared just like my cousin do when the tax collector come

around.

You know who he was, Cisco?

No, Pancho, but it was someone who certainly didn't

want the inspector to talk.

The inspector was just about to spill the beans out from his

mouth.

Now I know that Pancho will never know what he means this

necrocis whatchamacallit.

What's goin' on here?

Someone shot Slade through the side window.

Come along.

Any idea who killed him?

No, but whoever did it let him have it through the window.

That's a lie, Sheriff.

He's the one that shot Slade.

Why, you.

Hold it!

Are you positive?

Sure, I saw him do it.

You dirty-- Shut up!

Go ahead, Wiley.

I was cutting through the alley when I heard Slade arguing

with someone.

Then, as I looked through the window, I saw him draw his gun

and shoot Slade.

Then he took a shot at me.

That's not true, Sheriff!

Two shells have been fired from this gun.

That is so, but I fired them at the murderer.

Look, mister, I'm only the sheriff.

You can tell your story to the circuit judge.

I'm holding you two for murder.

Get going.

Cisco, here we are all cooped up like a couple of chickens in

the chicken coops, ready for the pans, and you play around with a

wire.

Pancho, will you do me a favor?

For you I'd do anything in the whole world.

What-- what is it?

Keep quiet.

I'm only going by what Wiley said.

I don't care what Wiley said.

Cisco did not kill Slade.

He had no reason to.

Now, look, Peggy-- You look, Jim.

If you weren't so blind, you could see this was a frame-up.

Here, help me stretch this out.

Why?

Stop asking questions and hurry up!

(speaks Spanish) What do you wanna do with this

wire?

I'm going fishing.

Fishing-- How're you gonna go fishing in the jail?

We don't got no water here, don't got no beds, don't got

nothing!

You'll see in a minute.

Hey, Cisco, that ain't no barracudas!

There were two shots fired from Cisco's gun.

Slade is dead.

It's up to the judge.

I know all of that, but you're only going by what Wiley

said, and you know what kind of a man he is.

Cisco, you got braims!

You know, Pancho, I don't know what I would do without

you.

I'm sorry, Peggy, my hands are tied.

Not yet, but they will be soon!

Get inside, quick!

Lock him up, Pancho.

This you don't have to ask me two times.

Quick, andale, pronto.

I'll get you if it's the last thing I do!

You got me, didn't you?

Now, I got you.

Now, you know just what to do?

Yes, I do.

Good luck.

And good luck to you, too.

Hurry, Pancho!

What's the matter, Wiley, nervous?

Now, you better talk, mister, and make it good.

Why did you tell the sheriff you saw us kill the doctor?

Maybe he will talk for me, Cisco.

Well, did you find your tongue yet?

Maybe a little piece off of the ear, huh?

Then over the end of the nose.

Uh-uh, Pancho.

First he'll drive the herd to the railhead.

Yeah, but the señorita promised the sheriff she

wouldn't do that.

But we didn't make any promises, did we?

No, but...

Well, then we'll make the drive.

What're we gonna do with him?

I've got an idea.

We'll take him along.

Go on!

Andale!

Cisco, why do we have to take him along?

Why don't we tie him up and hide him in the bushes somewheres?

Look, Pancho, I sent Peggy to get the state cattle inspector

and bring him to the railhead.

I'm sure he'll want to talk to this gentleman.

You mean he's tied up with this crooked quarantines?

I am certain he is.

Well, how I'm gonna ride the herd on the cattle and on this

man the same time?

We'll tie him in a wagon.

Now, come on, let's go.

Andale!

We've located the Cisco Kid and Pancho.

Where are they?

Over near Medicine Flats when I saw 'em.

And you know what, they and the rest of that Circle J outfit are

driving the herd toward railhead.

Why, Christopher, they can't do that to me!

Get a posse together!

Spotted the law coming up fast, about five miles back.

Pull off, Sheriff!

We've got you covered!

Drop your guns!

Now, get down.

I'm sorry to have to inconvenience you again,

Sheriff, but I can't have you following us.

I hope you understand.

Your goose is hangin' high, Cisco, but mind you, I'll cut it

down.

Save me a piece, too, when you do.

Now, scatter your horses.

Start walking!

Hey, boss, saw Cisco and Pancho drivin' the Circle J herd

out near that-- Yeah, I know about it.

Yeah, but what you don't know is they've got Wiley with 'em.

Wiley?

Yeah, roped like a hog.

I saw Cisco and Pancho toss him on the wagon.

This I don't like.

The sheriff is out there lookin' for him.

If Wiley talks, which he's liable to, we'll be in the soup!

That's what I figured.

Round up the boys.

We'll ride out and protect our interest.

Right!

Here comes more trouble, Cisco!

Gather the herd!

(gunshots) Get after them and wipe 'em

out!

Not so fast, Stuart!

You're going to stay for the rest of the show!

And before I get through with you, I think you're going to be

the star attraction.

Now, get going!

Make a move for your guns, and I'll blow you apart!

You and who else?

You've been asking for this, Peggy.

I'm putting you under arrest, too!

What for, Sheriff?

For violating the quarantine law, that's why.

There can't be any quarantine on healthy cattle, Sheriff, and

the Circle J herd is exactly that.

I've examined them.

And just who are you?

Jack Henderson, State Cattle Inspector.

Yes, I brought him here from Mesa Verde, at Cisco's

suggestion.

Here is the man who had Slade start the false epidemic,

Sheriff.

He wanted the Circle J ranch for himself.

That's a lie.

You haven't got a thing on me.

No?

All right, Pancho.

Wiley confessed, but he said it was you who killed Slade.

It's a lie.

He did it, and I-- Oh, thank you very much, Mr.

Stuart.

That's exactly what I wanted to hear.

I've heard enough.

Take charge of him, Bill.

Get moving.

Cisco, Pancho is unhappy, and Pancho is tired.

Our work is done here, now we can went?

We can go now, Pancho.

Just a minute.

There's a little matter of a jailbreak.

I'd like to know how you got-- What in thunder is the matter

with those two.

I just wanted to ask 'em how they got that key ring off my

desk!

Good-bye, Amigos!

See you soon!