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narrator: Here's adventure.

narrator: Here's romance.

Here's O. Henry's famous Robin Hood of the Old West,

"The Cisco Kid"!

Here, Pancho.

Take care of this.

What's this for?

Pancho don't need to play with dolls.

It's a wedding present.

Yeah, things like this come after the wedding, not before.

Are you sure you know what you are doing?

Of course, Pancho.

We're going to the wedding of Nancy King and Duke Ralston.

Her uncle, our great friend, gave us a special invitation.

Yes, I know, but I think-- Don't you approve?

Oh, Cisco, I'm all mixed up in my head.

Oh, then you're perfectly normal.

All this is double-talks and coming from you, it makes it

triple-talks...

I think.

(chuckles) All right, Pancho.

I'll explain this later to you while you are riding.

(organ playing) ("Wedding March" plays)

Dearly beloved, we are gathered together in the sight

of God, in the presence of these witnesses to join together this

man and this woman...

("Wedding March" continues) ...in the holy bonds of

matrimony.

(organ continues loudly) It is therefore not to be

entered into unadvisably, but reverently and discreetly.

(organ continues loudly) Into this holy estate come this

twain to be joined in the bonds of holy wedlock!

Gramps, stop!

Oh!

What's the matter now?

I done something wrong?

Oh.

Just getting old, I guess.

If any man can show just cause why this twain should not

be joined in the bonds of holy wedlock, let him speak now or

forever after, hold his peace.

Stop.

This marriage can't take place.

Why not?

Because the lady is married to me already.

I'm what?!

Is this true?

Of course not.

I never saw this man before in my life.

Look, if this is a frame-up, I'll--

Nancy, my darling.

Have you forgotten everything?

The night you ran away from school to marry me?

Our wonderful year together?

And did you forgot your little one?

My little one?

Well, who are you, my eldest son?

Oh, you forgot the baby, too.

The doctor was right, Pancho.

Amnesia.

So now I'm crazy.

Well, it was a good try, mister--

I'm sorry, sir.

Come, Nancy, darling.

I'll take you home.

You're not taking me anywhere.

("Wedding March" plays) Let me go!

Get off me!

Let me go!

Oh!

(grunts) Mother, the smelling salts,

please.

("Wedding March" continues) I'll bet Uncle Jasper put you

up to this.

Just wait till I get my hands on him.

Pancho, give me the reins.

Let me see that baby.

A doll!

Let's went, Cisco.

Cisco?

Are you the Cisco Kid?

At your service, Miss King.

Yah!

Whoa!

Where's the bride?

That's what I want to know.

She's not here.

Nancy?

I told you she wasn't here.

I ought to break your neck for trying to make a fool out

of me.

But you're not going to get away with it.

I'm going to marry Nancy and neither you nor those clowns you

hired are going to stop me.

Don't be too sure of that, Ralston.

I found out a few things about you that will be of interest to

the sheriff.

In fact, I've sent for him.

And you're staying here until he gets here.

Won't you listen to what your uncle has to say about Ralston?

I won't listen to anything.

Just you wait.

One of these days, I'll get even with you.

Now let me down.

That's what we get for saving her.

(Nancy screams) He's dead.

(crying) I'm sorry, Miss.

Oh, get away from me, you coyote.

Hey, you think it was robbery?

Who knows?

Sheriff.

What happened, Miss King?

These men killed Uncle Jasper.

We did not and you know it.

We didn't even was here.

Are you sure about this?

Of course I am.

That man is the notorious Cisco Kid.

The Cisco Kid, eh?

Fred, get their guns.

But Sheriff, we didn't kill him.

We didn't even fire our guns.

Take a look at them.

Check them, Fred.

Let's see, how about this one?

That's Uncle Jasper's gun.

You two are under arrest.

Get going.

(crowd chattering) What you got there, Cisco?

A clue, maybe.

How can a cigar butt be a clue?

That's only cigar butt half-smoken.

Yes, Pancho, but it could be very important.

How can a cigar butt be important?

Cisco, you are loco.

First, this señorita, then the sheriff, and then you become

a snipe shooters.

Why didn't you tell me you want a cigar?

I'll buy you one.

Two for a nickel.

Five cents.

But you know I don't smoke.

Hey, we're getting out of here.

(chuckles) Just like that, eh?

Pancho, look at me.

You don't look very well.

Me, I feel fine.

Stick your tongue out.

Uh-huh.

Just as I thought.

You are a sick man, Pancho.

A very, very sick man.

I am?

Just like you were in El Paso.

You remember?

Oh, yeah.

You, you are right, Cisco.

Oh, I don't feel pretty good.

(groaning) Oh!

I'm going to die here.

What's the trouble in there?

Better get a doctor.

(groaning) (groaning)

I'm going to die.

Get a doctor, man.

Quick!

He's sick.

A doctor?

What he needs is a good dose of castor oil.

(groaning) Get over there.

Here, take this spoon.

Oh!

Hurry up, Pancho!

How's it's going, boys?

Man up quick!

Dolls, weddings, sheriffs, jails.

Holy smokers, Pancho's had enough of this and when Pancho

has enough, he's got insufficients.

But Pancho, we made a promise to our good friend Mr. King and

even though he's dead, we're gonna keep it.

But Cisco-- Pancho, we promised to keep

his niece from marrying this no-good Ralston.

And we're going to do it.

Come on, we're going to the King ranch.

I can get along all right.

But Nancy, I don't like the idea of you living in this

big house all alone.

Why don't we get married right away?

Duke, we shouldn't.

Not so soon.

But darling, you need somebody to look after you.

I suppose I do.

Nancy.

That's all I want to know.

Why don't you get ready while I hitch up the rig?

And don't be long.

All right.

What are you doing here?

Oh, nothing.

Just dropping the eaves.

That Duke has got quite a line, eh?

"You need somebody to look after you, darling."

He means to look after your bank account.

What are you doing out of jail?

We didn't like it there, so we got out.

Besides, you and I have some unfinished business.

I told you I'd get even with you for breaking up my wedding.

Young lady, you need a lesson and I'm going to give it to you.

What are you going to do?

You'll see.

Oh.

Oh!

Ha, that's what I've been waiting for!

(screaming) I will get a hairbrush.

That'll cover more territories.

No.

No!

Ow!

Help, help!

Duke, Duke!

Maybe this will teach you to tell the truth.

Get your hands up, Cisco.

You're going back to jail.

Duke, there's something I've got to tell you.

What's that?

I got a good one, Cisco!

You're coming with us.

Ho!

(knock on door) Come in!

(door opens, then closes) Well, if it isn't the boys.

Oh, it's glad I am to see you.

both: Hello, Mary.

Oh, Maria, you are more beautiful than ever.

You and your blarney.

Well, and who might this be, Cisco?

Someone who needs your protection, Mary.

I certainly do.

From you.

What kind of devilment have you been up to this time?

Pancho will tell you all about it.

Is it all right if Pancho and Miss King stay with you, Mary?

Why, sure.

They're both welcome.

Here.

Sit down, dear.

You look as though you could do with a nice hot cup of tea.

I'd like to give them some tea with some arsenic in it.

Pancho, you'll have to stay here.

See that nobody finds her.

Make sure that you hide the horses, eh?

Where are you going to?

To see a man about a cigar.

Jack, there's a handkerchief there.

Will you get it, please?

It's a woman's handkerchief with the initial "N."

She must have dropped it on purpose.

Let's go.

Mary?

Mary, will you please deliver this note to Duke Ralston?

I'll pay you any amount of money you want.

Oh, I can't do it, darlin'.

But you don't understand.

They're holding me here against my will.

I-- I-- I can't.

The sheriff is coming.

We must hid somewheres.

Inside.

No, they will look in there for sure.

Oh.

Hey, the closet.

This will do.

Oh, hurry, Pancho.

This...

this will keep you quiet.

Oh, be quick.

(sighs) (sighs)

But I must hide somewhere.

Come quick!

(knock on door) Come in.

(door opens) Hello, Mrs. O'Toole.

Shh.

Have you-- It's me poor old grandmother.

She's very low.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear it.

Poor old soul.

She's 92.

I'm sorry I can't ask you to stay.

Oh, that's all right.

I just thought maybe you might have seen two men and a girl

ride by here.

Oh, you know how it is when you're tending the sick.

You don't have much time to be looking out of windows.

(whispering) I suppose not.

Well, I'm sorry to have disturbed you.

Good day.

Good day, sir.

Mount up, Jim.

We've got to look farther.

They've gone.

So I'm your grandmother, eh?

I don't mind that so much, but why do I have to be 92?

(laughs) Cisco.

Did you get what you go after?

Yes, Pancho.

I found this cigar in Ralston's court while I was searching

his room.

It's the same brand as the cigar butt I found at King's place.

If he's the killer, what are we waiting for?

Why not go get him?

Eh, we need more proof, Pancho.

Was there any excitement while I was gone?

Yes, the sheriff was here and the girl tried to get Mary to

give this note to her boyfriend, but she give it to me instead.

(chuckles) Telling him where to find

her, eh?

Ha.

Oh, so you're back all in one piece.

Glory be.

Yes I am, Mary.

Where is Miss King?

Oh, she's in my bedroom.

She should have known better than to think I would deliver

that billet-doux.

That's exactly what I want you to do, Mary.

You what?

I want you to deliver it.

It might do some good.

I don't know what to make of you men.

(chuckles) He's coming, Cisco, alone.

Good.

Looking for someone?

Where's Miss King?

Speak up or I'll let you have it.

Like you did her uncle, huh?

I don't know what you're talking about.

No?

Well, I found this cigar butt in Jasper King's place just after

he was killed.

So what?

A little while ago while I was searching your room, I found

this cigar in one of your coats.

They're the same brand.

That doesn't prove a thing against me.

Lots of people smoke that brand.

Maybe, but not around here.

Look, Ralston, I've got you dead to rights if I wanted to do

something about it.

What are you after?

Oh, just to talk over a little business deal with you.

I don't want to talk over any business deals with you.

Mister, when Cisco talk, I think maybe you had better

listen.

Put away your gun.

We're all in this for the same thing-- money.

You'll be a rich man if you marry Miss King.

Don't you think you ought to cut us in?

Certainly not.

All right.

Then you will not get to marry the girl.

Come on, Pancho.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

What's your proposition?

I deliver the girl, you marry her, get her money, and we split

50/50.

50/50!

Are you crazy?

Take it or leave it.

You know, mister, when you don't got something, a bird in

the hand is worth two in the trees.

You know all the tricks, don't you?

Yep.

All right, what's the deal?

Ralston: Nancy!

Cisco was right.

You're just no good.

Get your hands up.

Turn around.

Knock the stuffin' out of him, Cisco!

Go on!

Knock the stuffin' out of him!

(shouting indistinctly) Give him an uppercut!

We do pretty good, don't we?

Pancho.

Tie him to his horse.

We'll take him to the sheriff.

Oh, Cisco, I've been very stupid about all this and...

well, you can spank me again if you like.

Don't worry, I will.

If you need it.

Why, I think you would at that.

Mary: He will, if I know Cisco.

(chuckles) Thanks, Mary.

Thanks for everything.

I'll be seeing you.

Wait.

I'll go with you to the sheriff's office.

(laughs) The horse wouldn't take him,

so I put him on his cousin.

(laughter) Good-bye, amigos!

See you soon!