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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."

(chuckling) Well, I've got good news today, Keno.

Looky here, Keno, I just got a letter from my granddaughter,

Melinda.

You wanna read it?

Here it is, right here, she says she's gonna arrive here on the

10th.

Ain't that somethin'?

(dog barking) I thought you'd like it.

Now, I expect we better go on and get Hercules and get packed

up and get on back to the diggin' so that she won't want

for nothin'.

Come on, Keno, let's go.

Well, there goes old man Weaver.

Yeah, Omaha.

I think today's our day.

(dog barking) Go get some water for

Hercules, will ya, Keno?

(Weaver humming) Stick 'em up, Weaver!

And no funny business if you wanna go on living.

Now, what do you wanna pick on a poor ol' man like me for?

Poor old man, my foot!

Why, you've been stashing away gold for years.

Where is it?

You're mistakin' me for somebody else, Dude.

You know I ain't got no gold.

Quit lyin', you old coot.

We know better.

You've been cashing almost pure concentrate at the trading

post in Denver.

Not me.

You've got the wrong man.

Say, maybe if we heat this poker up, it'll help you

remember where you hid your gold.

No, no!

Please don't hurt me.

I-- I'll show you where it is.

Now you're being smart.

Go on.

You're darn tootin' I'm smart!

Try to rob me, will ya, Dude Cottrell.

Now, you get off of my property and take that hard gunslinger

with you before I kill the both of ya!

Ah, take it easy, Weaver, we never meant to rob ya.

Why, Omaha and I were just having a little fun.

(dog barking) (dog yelps, whimpering)

What's the matter with you, Pancho?

What are you running from?

Pancho is running from Cisco because Pancho have enough

troubles without looking for rattlesnakes.

But I told you before, Rattlesnake is only the name of

the town.

There are no rattlesnakes there.

Oh!

That's different!

Why didn't you tell me that before?

(chuckling) Come on.

Hey, look, Cisco.

The sign.

You was wrong.

The sign say "Welcome to Rattling Snakes and Pancho must

not get bit."

No?

No, Pancho.

It says "The Town Welcomes Cisco and Pancho."

It does?

Of course.

But we'll only be here long enough to get some supplies.

Yeah, just long enough to find some hombre who is in

trouble, then we're gonna our foot in it clear up to our neck,

huh?

Stand back, rattley snakes, here come Cisco and Pancho!

Right over there.

You seem distressed, miss.

May I be of some assistance?

Why, yes.

My grandfather, John Weaver, was supposed to meet me.

Well, I wouldn't worry, miss.

If old John is supposed to be here and isn't, the stage must

be early.

(dog barking) Take it easy, boy!

Take it easy, whoa.

Get outta the way, stranger.

I'm gonna kill that mad dog.

Not so fast, mister.

This dog is not mad, he's been shot.

Well, he bit me.

Get outta the way!

Put the gun away, mister!

I think you better mind him, señor, before Cisco lose his

temper, and Pancho think you better went, because this dog is

don't like you very too much.

Andale!

Excuse me, miss, but I heard you say John Weaver was your

grandfather.

Why, yes, he was supposed to meet me here.

Have you any idea where he could be?

No, but that's his dog, Keno.

I hope I'm wrong, but I'm afraid something's happened to old

John.

You know, he and Keno are inseparable.

You never see one without the other.

Easy, Keno, easy.

Please don't be alarmed, miss.

The dog may have been shot accidentally.

But my friend and I will find your grandfather and bring him

to you.

Won't we, Pancho?

Cisco is good when it comes to finding trouble.

Cisco?

Are you the Cisco Kid?

That's what my friends call me.

I wouldn't worry now, miss, not with the Cisco Kid on the

job.

I'll show you to your hotel.

Thank you both very much.

It's Cisco's pleasure.

You are welcome.

Hey, Keno, you stay with us, and Pancho and I will doctor you,

eh, Pancho?

Yeah, Keno, but I warn you-- if you put in with Cisco, you'll

be putting your feet into trouble, all six of them.

Oh, Pancho!

Well, you're beginning to look like the fine dog that you are,

Keno.

And your bullet wound, it's almost healed, thanks to Pancho.

Dr. Pancho, if you please?

Well, breakfast is ready.

Come and catch 'em!

(chuckling) Did you hear that, Keno?

We're gonna have breakfast.

Hey, Keno, you are looking so clean.

I think better you're gonna have a napkin around your neck.

Why didn't you kill that dog?

I was going to, but the Cisco Kid and his partner wouldn't let

me.

Cisco Kid?

Yeah.

Oh, he's bad medicine, Dude.

And it could be a lot worse if that dog leads him to Weaver's

place.

I know that.

Well, what are we waiting for?

Let's go gun him down.

(dog growling) What's the matter, boy?

What's the matter?

Look out, Pancho!

Let's get outta here!

They're quitting, Pancho.

Go get them, Keno!

(dog barking) (barking)

(dog barking) I don't like the looks of

this, Dude.

Let's clear out for a while.

(dog barking) (barking)

Quiet, Keno, quiet!

What's the idea bringing that hound in here?

I didn't bring him, he brought us here!

(dog growling) Hey, tell me, why is it that

every time the dog sees you, he wants to attack you?

Why don't ya ask him?

Quiet, Keno, quiet!

I wish he could talk, then maybe he could tell me who shot him

and what happened to old John Weaver.

And, also, who tried to bushwhack Cisco and Pancho a

while ago.

Sorry, but I don't know what you're talking about.

You're lying, mister.

I think you killed John Weaver.

You can't talk to me like that.

Get out of my office, both of you!

Cisco, why don't you let Keno take a little bite out of him?

Maybe he will tell us the truth.

Get out!

Get out of my office!

We will, but we'll be back.

You can depend on that.

Come on, Pancho.

Come on, Keno, come on.

Come on.

Hey, Cisco, why didn't you let Keno take a little bite of

him?

It's a shame to disappoint him this way.

We can't prove anything against Cottrell, Pancho, when

we don't know what he's done.

Yeah, but he kill the old man, didn't he?

That's what I think, but what I think is not proof.

Oh, then all we have to do is fold our hands and quit, huh?

No, Pancho, we're going to get the truth.

Go on, Keno.

Go home.

Go home, Keno.

Go on!

Go home!

Come on, Pancho, we'll follow him.

(dog barking) Hey, Cisco!

Everything is all loose!

What hit this thing, the cyclone?

No, Pancho.

But it looks like someone has made a very thorough search for

something.

For something, but what?

For whatever it was that caused Weaver's disappearance.

(dog barking) What is it, Keno?

What's he tryin' to told us, Cisco?

I'm not so sure, Pancho.

Hey, I think I know what it is.

Listen to that.

It sounds hollow.

Must be a tunnel on the other side of this wall.

Tunnel?

How do we get into it?

The wall is solid.

(dog barking) We'll find out.

Cisco, the wall is open!

(dog barking) Help me, Pancho.

It's heavy.

Look!

Hey, Cisco, is gold nuggets.

Yes.

(dog barking) Where is Keno?

I don't know.

Where he went, Cisco?

He disappeared like a frijole from a frying pan.

Let's look in that gully over there.

(dog barking) This is just like shooting

fish in a barrel.

Hold it.

I have an idea that dog'll lead 'em right to where Weaver hid

his gold.

We'll let him just do that little thing, and then take care

of 'em.

(dog barking) (barking, whining)

Poor ol' señor, they-- they push him off the cliff, huh?

Yes, and shot him, too.

Pancho, got back to the cabin and get a shovel.

Okay.

Come on, boy.

Come on.

I hate to tie you up, Keno, but you may not understand what

we're going to do with your master.

Come here, boy.

Let's go get Cisco now.

Why bother?

He'll be along lookin' for his partner.

I wonder what's keeping Pancho so long.

Keno, you stay here.

I'm going to see what happened to Pancho.

Get 'em up, Cisco!

Oh, so it's you, huh?

Well, you're not so smart after all.

I told you he'd be along.

Come on, give me a hand.

Get that rope.

Bring Pancho in here.

Get the gold outside while I arrange to pay our final

respects to Cisco and Pancho.

Are you sure this is gonna look like an accident?

Leave it to me.

Get the gold.

You and Pancho should get a big bang outta this.

Cisco, Cisco!

Wake up!

Oh, Pancho, what happened?

It's not what happened.

It's what's gonna happen.

You get all the gold out?

That's the last of it, Dude.

You wouldn't know what to do with so much gold, Omaha.

(dog barking) Pancho, try to get your hands

loose.

Quick, hurry up!

(dog barking) Keno!

Here, Keno!

Here, Keno!

(dog barking) (dog barking)

Come on!

Keno, come here.

Come here, boy.

Come on, boy.

Come on, come on.

Untie me.

Get it off.

Come on.

(sneezes) Keno, untie him.

(dog barking) (pistol dry-clicking)

Thought you were dead.

You're going to wish we were, because we're turning you in for

murder.

And I hope you will invite Cisco and me to your necktie

party.

Come on, get going.

Keno, you take good care of the young lady.

I still think you should take at least half the gold.

Oh, with that much gold, it'd only spoil us.

It certainly would.

Spoil who?

Besides, our services are not for sale, are they, Pancho?

Not if you don't say so...

I think.

Good-bye, amigos!

See you soon!