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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.

Hand me my sticks, Terry.

Tracy.

This is a welcome surprise, Mr. Parker.

You haven't been up here in weeks.

Which is a mistake I intend to rectify.

Help me out of here.

And now, gentlemen, we'll get down to business.

Tracy, as my office manager, I'll start with you.

You've been with me how long?

Almost five years now.

And for you, Joe, you've been with me three years.

That's right, boss.

And, Lou, you first came to work for me a little more than

two years ago.

Two years and three months.

Mm.

As for you, Terry, you're a comparative stranger.

You hired on as a driver two months ago because you fell in

love with my daughter.

Why, I-- You deny you're in love with

Pat?

Well, no-- no, sir.

Well, then, why don't you tell her so?

You'll never get anywheres with her moonin' around in silence.

Now, gentlemen, after checking the assay reports of the last

six weeks, I find that our shipments of gold quartz has

dropped in value...

from $900 a ton to $325.

Why?

I wondered about that myself until Lou told me that the main

vein was running thin.

That's right, boss.

It's showing up only in pockets.

Gentlemen, I've prospected since I was 16.

I'm considered quite an authority on mines and miners.

And when the Parker mine, with its main vein in the mother

lode, suddenly starts to peter out, there's something funny

going on.

Somebody around here is doing a little high-gradin'.

Are you accusing us of stealing high-grade ore?

Gentlemen, the rock slide that crippled my legs

fortunately did not damage my brain.

I assure I'm going to get to the bottom of this thing very

quickly.

We'll go now, Terry.

Thank you.

Give me that rifle.

You're a no-good, lowdown snake, Terry.

All the time you was eating his grub and sparkin' his daughter,

you were stealing him blind.

And when he found you out, you up and killed him--

a man who couldn't defend himself.

I didn't do it, I tell ya.

That Sharps rifle wasn't yours, I suppose.

And what about those ore receipts we found hidden in your

bunk?

Ah, Cisco, isn't it wonderful to get away from sheriffs,

banditos, bullets, and jails?

And... now we can take a long vacation.

Oh, then we can sleep and sleep and sleep some more.

(laughs) Anything your heart desires,

Pancho.

My heart desire a nice soft bed, and I hope they got one

where we are going.

Hey, where are we going, anyhow?

To Mountain View.

Well, Pancho, there is the Mountain View Hotel.

Good morning, friend.

Good morning.

Good morning, sir.

Welcome to the Mountain View Hotel.

Thank you.

I am Mr. Cathcart.

Cathcart?

At your service.

We would like a room, please.

And two beds.

Nice soft beds with feather mattresses.

Oh, you've come to the right place.

We stuff our mattresses with peach fuzz.

Peach fuzzes?

Oh, you mean the little fuzzes on the peaches, when you look

for them, they ain't there?

Oh, not really.

But you'll think so, they're so soft.

Sounds nice, eh?

And we would like two tubs of very hot water.

Please, leave everything to me.

If you gentlemen will make yourselves comfy, I'll arrange

everything.

Oh, Cisco, look.

Oh, Cisco...

Pancho just love to rock.

It does feel good, Pancho.

Ahh, Cisco, I've never been so happy in all my lifetime, eh?

Look at those nice men over there.

They don't chase nobody, nobody chase them.

They just ride along.

And look, Cisco, there's the jail.

Nobody wants to lock us up, eh?

Let him alone, he's my prisoner!

Stop playin' up your job.

The law's gotta run things.

I'll get every last one of you-- Let's tie him up.

Ahh, Cisco, this is the life.

It's so nice and peaceful and quiet, huh?

Please, Pat, believe me-- I didn't do it.

Shut up, you killer!

You can't go through with it, Tracy, I won't have it.

Look, Pat, he's gotta hang anyway.

But this isn't a hanging, it's a lynching, and there's a

big difference.

It was my father he killed, and I want to see justice done more

than any of you.

But I want to see it done legally, by a judge in court,

and not by a lynching party.

Sorry, Pat, I don't see it your way.

Your dad was a good friend of all of us, and we aim to see

that his killer don't escape the noose by a legal trick.

Let's get on with it.

All right, boys, this is it.

Hurry it up.

You mean hurry him up.

Get off, Pancho.

Put on his necktie, Joe.

You got anything to say, Terry?

Any last words?

Nothing to you, Tracy.

I wouldn't give you that much satisfaction.

Okay, Lou.

That's just a warning.

Drop your guns, all of you.

Now get down off your horses.

Do it, or I kill you dead.

Pancho, get the rope off his neck, and get their guns.

Thanks.

I'm afraid you'll have to call off your party.

Who are you?

Why are you trying to save this no-good killer?

It isn't important who I am, but I happened to hear what the

girl said.

That the truth, the whole truth, and everything but the

truth.

What she say, Cisco?

She said it was a great difference between a hanging and

a lynching.

Lynching or hanging...

eh, when you are dead, you ain't alive.

We are taking the prisoner with us.

And when there is a judge in town, and he has selected a jury

of calm men, we'll return him, hey, Pancho?

You say it, Cisco, I do it.

You, go ahead of us.

I would advise you gentlemen not to get any foolish ideas.

Mount up, Pancho.

Go get our guns., But, Cisco, where they gonna

find a judge?

Pancho, you remember the town we went through yesterday?

Yeah, when we were gonna stop, but we didn't, but we wish

we had?

Yes, and I want you to tell the judge what I told you to say

to him, then bring him back to the Mountain View Hotel.

I'll meet you there.

Bueno.

Now, repeat what I told you to say to him.

Well, you was telling to me to told the judge...

(clears throat) Your Honor, the people of

Mountain View is got a nice hotel with the beds all stuffed

with peach fuzzes.

No?

No.

Now, listen closely, and I will tell you again.

You say to the judge, "Your Honor, there was an attempted

lynching in Mountain View, and the sheriff tried very hard--"

Oh, I remember now.

I will say to the judge, the people of Mountain View is

lynching the sheriff.

Come quick and-- No, no, no, you lazy,

easy-poke sleepyhead.

Keep your mouth shut and your ears and eyes open, and repeat

what I tell you.

Now...

Now, listen, you lazy, poke-easy sleepyhead, shut your

mouth and open your ears and eyes, and listen to what I got

to told you, Your Honor.

What?

Uh... oh...

Please, Your Honor, it is Cisco's fault.

He got me all mixed up.

That isn't what I wanted to told you.

What I want to told you is he told me to said to you that--

What do you want?

Well, well, Your Honor, the people of Mountain View, they

got a nice little hotel with beds all stuffed with peach

fuzzes, and they gonna lynch the sheriff, and--

Lynch the sheriff?

Yeah, they're gonna lyn-- lynch the sheriff.

I think you better get your hat, and we'll hurry.

I spotted the Cisco Kid and Terry.

Where?

About two miles down the road.

Get the other men, Joe, we'll meet you at the point.

Okay!

(gunshots) (gunshots)

(gun dry clicks) Is it bad?

It's okay.

Come on, Cisco, you better turn your prisoner over to us.

If you want him, come and get him!

Don't be crazy, we have no fight with you.

But we're gonna start one if you don't turn Terry over to us.

Then start it!

(gunshots) Keep me covered.

You stay here.

Get over there!

Now, move over to the other rock.

Now get out in the open.

Call your men, and tell them to drop their guns where I can see

them... hurry!

Joe, Lou, all of you, come out in the open and throw

down your guns.

Hurry up.

You wanna get me killed?

Now, get your men and get out.

And don't come back for your guns.

They won't be here.

Move!

Feeling any better?

I'll be all right.

You know, Terry, there is something that is not quite

right about this.

I have a feeling those people are afraid to let you stand

trial.

I've been trying to tell you that for a long time, but you

wouldn't listen.

I'm listening now, Terry.

I would like to know what's happening!

Where's Cisco?

Where's the prisoner?

Where's the sheriff?

The sheriff, well, maybe he's out chasing me.

What?

Oh, I mean, maybe he's out chasing the fella what took the

fella who was going to lynch the fella what shot the fella in the

back.

Well, anyhow, maybe you can give him an honest, fair trial, and

hang him, huh?

Here comes Cisco now.

He is going to make everything very simply.

Pancho... Pancho!

Come here!

Coming, Cisco.

Now, just a minute-- Excuse me, judge, Your Honor,

I will be right back.

Pancho, get on your horse.

But-- but the judge is here.

I bring him like you say.

I'm sorry, it was a wild goose chase.

That what the judge say.

Pancho, the man is innocent.

Go on, get on your horse.

Where we go from here?

We're going to pick up Terry and pay a visit to the stamp

mill in the next town.

Yeah, I might have known we don't get a chance to sleep in

those nice peach fuzzes.

Pancho...

Good-bye, Mr. Judges and Mr. Hotel People.

Hurry up, now, come on.

Are they leaving again?

Wait'll I lay my hands on that man!

Have you ever seen this man before?

No, can't say that I have.

Has he ever sold you any high-grade ore?

I just said I never saw him before.

Say, what's this all about?

I told you, Cisco, this is the wrong man.

Let's go talk to the sheriff.

That won't be necessary.

Seems like you, Pat here, and I all had the same idea, coming

down here to check on those receipts.

But when the sheriff told me he'd lost them from his desk

during the lynching attempt, I thought there was something

very funny about this whole business.

Terry, I may have said some things to you that I shouldn't

have said.

Looks like you were framed after all.

Let's go on, Cisco, and try those nice soft beds with the

peach fuzzes.

Yes, Pancho, but first we have to pay a visit to the

Parker mine, right, Sheriff?

That's right.

Good-bye, Pat.

See you later, Pat.

Good-bye.

We're taking a big chance here moving this high-grade to

another hideout.

What if we're spotted?

We're taking a bigger chance leaving it here with that Cisco

on the loose.

Yeah, I suppose so.

They're coming after us!

(gunshots) Ha ha, so you thought you

would get away from Pancho, eh?

(pistol dry clicks) You wanted a hanging,

Mr. Tracy.

I am sure the state will be glad to oblige.

Get on your horse.

Oh, hello, Mr. Hotel People.

We're back again.

So I see, but it won't do you any good.

Twice, personally, I heated water for your tubs.

Twice, personally, I arranged your beds.

And when I turned my back, lo and behold, you're gone.

I will not be subjected to such treatment a third time.

We apologize, mister.

Sheer waste of breath.

But we are very tired.

We need rest.

Yeah, we'd like to try out those nice soft beds with the

peach fuzzes.

Oh, please, señor.

My mind is made up, gentlemen.

And once it's made up, I-- I-- I could change it.

I'll have everything ready in a minute.

(both chuckling) Oh, Cisco, this is the life.

Nothing to do but to sleep and sleep and sleep.

Hey, Cisco, Pancho.

What's going on?

Pat's throwing a party, and she wants you two to come along.

And I won't take no for an answer.

Gracias, señorita, but our feet are so tired from riding

the horseback we can hardly sit down.

That's true, we are very tired.

But, Pancho, Pat is giving a party.

We can't miss that.

Well, Pancho is willing, but the legs ain't.

Oh, we'll fix that.

Grab ahold, Terry.

(laughs) Hey, Cisco, this is more easy

than riding the horseback.

(laughter) Your baths are ready.

Your-- No... no!

They can't do this to me.

I know what I'll do.

I'll fix 'em, even if it isn't Saturday night.

I'll take the bath myself!

Good-bye, amigos!

See you soon, ha!