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Here's adventure!

Here's romance!

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

(indistinct chatter) Mr. Parker, I--

Not now, Terry, I'm busy.

It's important.

I've got to talk to you.

See me later.

Hi, Sheriff.

Hello.

Do you mind if I talk to my client a minute?

Oh, not at all.

Give me your gun, Mr. Parker.

All right.

Let me know when you're ready to leave.

Yeah.

There's $75,000 waiting to be cut up among us.

There'll be no split if I go to trial.

I think we ought to break you out of here.

Divide the money and leave the country.

Oh, no... then I'd be wanted the rest of my life.

Come on, Sheriff, we're ready.

I've got a better idea.

What is it?

When the Cisco Kid comes to town to identify me, get him.

I can't do that, right here, under the sheriff's nose.

It's either that or-- Sorry, Mr. Parker, you'll

have to end your talk now.

I gotta leave the office.

Very well.

What does my lawyer think of my new plan of attack?

I'll do as you say.

Now you're being smart.

Not much use in my having a lawyer, is there, Sheriff?

Not when I have to tell him how to prove my innocence.

Parker said the tall, thin one would be the Cisco Kid.

I'll flip you to see if I get him.

Flip it.

Heads.

You'll take Pancho and like it, Joe.

Suits me, Lou.

That liar knows what he's talking about.

I got the best of the deal.

How's that?

Pancho's fatter.

Better target.

I can't miss.

Come on, Pancho.

They've stopped.

Let's get closer.

What's wrong, Pancho?

Why are you riding so slow?

Oh, Cisco, my saddle is no good.

I better fix him.

Pancho, you are up to a trick.

Cisco, how you can look on top of my face and say such

things to me?

Pancho, you are deliberately delaying my trip to Doralo.

Hey, Cisco, why we are always in such a hurry?

For the 300th time, I tell you: the sheriff sent for me to

identify that man that killed a banker in the holdup.

Now, I saw him very plainly, and I can identify him.

Uh, Cisco, take advice from a big fool like me and don't stick

your nose in other people's business.

Someday, you're gonna walk right into the ambushers.

Just as I thought.

There's nothing wrong with your cinch-- tighten it.

Hurry.

Hey, Cisco, why don't you let me ride ahead of you and clear

the way for you?

Pancho, fix the cinch and let's get going.

Pancho, you're like a big baby.

Look out!

(gunshots) (gunshots)

You wait here, Pancho.

Yeah, let's get out of here!

(gunshots) (gunshots)

Pancho, get your horse!

They got away clear.

You and your tricks to save my life.

Pancho...

Pancho Miguel Gonzalez de Conejo is a fool!

I'm going to break his old neck sometime!

(laughing) Well?

Didn't work out as we expected.

But you stopped them, didn't you?

Yeah, but they got away.

You bungling idiots!

We did the best we could-- Shut up!

Save your explanation for Tracy.

Did the boys get Cisco?

I'm sorry, Tracy-- they tried, but he got away.

You dimwit.

Mr. Parker, I got-- I told you, I'm busy, Terry.

It's about Tom Tracy.

What about Tom?

What's it worth to you and Tom for him to get out of jail?

What are you driving at?

Is it worth $5,000 for him to walk out scot-free?

You must have something quite definite in mind.

I have.

Is it worth $5,000?

Step into my office.

How does it feel to be a free man?

Fine... there never was any doubt about my innocence, was

there?

Uh, no, of course not.

You know, you're not such a bad lawyer after all, thinking

up this one.

The sheriff wasn't as happy about this as we are, the old

fool.

Sheriff, I was just telling my lawyer how nice you were to me.

No hard feelings-- I guess you had to do your duty.

That's right.

Well, you ought to be happy about it.

This trial is gonna be an easy one for you with Terry Ryan's

signed confession.

He's your man, all right.

Is he?

You'd sound rather silly going into court and asking

that question.

Yeah, reckon I would.

Well, thanks again for your kind treatment.

Well, you'll know where I'll be if you want me for anything.

Come on, Tracy.

You bet I'll know where to find you, both of you.

But, Terry, this is ridiculous.

How can you tell such a lie?

Please, Pat, go away and leave me alone.

I know what I'm doing.

But I don't understand.

You've confessed to committing a murder.

They might hang you!

I'll take my chances.

You'll find your horse at the stable.

Thanks, see me at the shack.

Yes-- uh, wait a minute.

Listen...

Stop your worrying, Parker.

You make me gloomy.

I should be rejoicing of my good luck.

I didn't like the way that sheriff talked.

Maybe our plan won't work.

Why not?

You sent the $1,000 to the specialist Terry told you about,

didn't you?

Yes, otherwise, he wouldn't have signed the confession.

Then it'll work.

It better.

Remember, it was your idea.

Meet me at the shack.

Cisco, ain't it great to be down from the horse with your

flat feet on the ground?

(both laughing) Hey, Pancho...

that is the man I came here to identify.

The one the sheriff picked up on suspicion.

Did he break out from the jail?

We'll find out.

You're the man that shot the banker.

What are you talking about?

The sheriff has the guilty man locked in jail.

Then, if you're not guilty, you'll have no objections in

going with me to the sheriff.

You mind your own business, mister.

Just a minute, Cisco.

Hello, Sheriff.

I'm afraid I brought you here on a wild goose chase.

Go on, Sheriff, tell this loco stranger he's asking for

trouble, stopping this way.

Go ahead, Tracy.

You mean you really turned this outlaw loose?

I had to let him go.

Come on over to my office, and I'll tell you about it.

Uh, this is Miss Pat Lacey.

She says she's going to marry the prisoner, no matter what

happens.

The Cisco Kid and Pancho.

How do you do?

So you're the one who's to identify the killer.

That's right, miss.

Well, there's Terry Ryan.

Does he look like the killer?

Well, Mr. Cisco Kid?

No, it was a man, not this boy.

You see, what did I tell you?

Now you turn him loose.

I'm sorry, I can't turn him loose, Pat.

You mean you'd rather keep an innocent man in jail?

According to law, I've got to hold him.

He signed a confession.

Terry, you are making a very bad mistake.

Why don't you mind your own business?

Ah, but it is my business.

I know you didn't shoot the banker.

I said I did.

Terry, why did you tell this lie about yourself?

Go away and leave me alone.

He's a very strange hombre, this fellow, you know?

Most men like to save their neck, but this one--

Pancho, be quiet.

I think why all the time, "Be quiet, don't talk, shut up,

don't talk"-- why, wh-- Pancho, you want me to tell

you?

Well, after giving it a second think... no.

(chuckles) Don't worry, miss, we'll find

out what this is all about.

I'll be at my place, taking care of his mother, if you want

me.

Good-bye, Terry.

Good-bye, Pat.

Someone's coming.

Oh, it's only Parker.

Well, gentlemen.

Howdy, counselor, what brings you out here?

Now, don't answer that.

You come about your fee.

You're a very thoughtful client.

Well, when do we split the kitty?

After I've taken care of Terry... properly.

What do you mean?

And I'm not sending the rest of that $5,000 to the doctor.

And I'm not breaking the kid out of jail.

But that's what I promised him, I thought--

Oh, stop it!

As long as that kid's alive, I stand a chance of being hung.

He might turn yellow and blab.

Once he's dead, that confession he signed stands, right?

Well, what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna stay here and hole up for a while, till it's all

over.

Till what's all over?

The hanging of Terry Ryan.

But... that might take weeks.

Not my way.

Hello.

Lou, you and Joe go on to town.

Stir thing sup.

You know, like a good, old-fashioned lynching bee.

And remember, that banker was liked by everyone.

I gotcha, Tom.

You know, maybe I should have been a lawyer.

Go ahead, have some coffee.

Don't let a little thing like this upset you.

The banker was a pretty good friend to most of you.

Something's gotta be done about his cold-blooded killing.

(crowd muttering) By the time the circuit judge

arrives, he might escape.

Why, he might drum up some legal trick to get out of this!

That's the way it happened, men, and something should be done

about it!

What's going on out here?

Trouble.

Let's get him out of jail and get it over with!

(all chattering) Get inside, Sheriff.

(all chattering angrily) You might wanna open up,

Sheriff!

Sheriff, they ain't gonna take him-- we're gonna take him

with us.

Pancho, get our horses.

Get one for Terry, also.

Well, hurry!

You're going with Cisco.

I'll keep him busy a few minutes.

Hike it up out there!

(crowd chattering) We want your prisoner!

(all chattering) (thudding against door)

Stop the shootin', man!

Keep out of this, Sheriff!

We aim to get Terry Ryan!

Give me that gun!

Get the horses, men.

What happened to him?

Never mind him, Terry broke jail with the help of the Cisco

Kid.

Better ride with us!

Right!

Come on!

Come on!

(whistles) What happened?

No time to explain now.

You better ride on back home.

I'm going wherever Terry goes!

How's Mom?

Don't worry, she's all right.

(gunshots continue) This may be your last chance

to tell the truth, Terry.

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

(bullet ricochets) (gunshots continue)

The money you got for your mother's operation.

You got it from Tracy, didn't you?

Think it over, Terry.

Even if the operation was a success, when she hears you're

in trouble, it'll kill her.

They'll get me out of it, they promised me--

Yes, a promise.

It was his lawyer, eh?

Well, see how he's doing it!

Yeah, I see it.

I certainly wasn't fooled, but I needed the cash for Mom's

operation.

Well, now that we know the truth, we'll win this fight,

won't we, Cisco?

Hyah!

(gunshots) (gunshots continue)

I'm glad you're here, Sheriff!

That's an ornery bunch to hold out against.

Tracy paid him to sign that confession, Sheriff.

That's right... let me talk to them and tell them the truth.

Maybe they'll stop firing.

They wouldn't let you finish one sentence.

(click) (click)

(gunshots continue) (click)

Huh.

Maybe they got enough.

Hey, you men!

You been sold the wrong bill of goods!

Terry ain't the guilty man!

Now, cut out this foolishness, or you'll all find yourself dead

or in jail!

Okay, Sheriff, we're coming over.

I think we have everything under control, Sheriff.

I'll see you later.

Hold it, Parker!

You're going to town with me.

Now, wait a minute, Cisco, I--

Hello, Cisco.

Move over there.

Get his gun, Parker.

I was wondering what happened to you, Tom.

I was gonna take you with me, Parker, but I couldn't find room

for your things in my bag.

Uhh!

Uhh!

Unh!

Uhh!

Uhh!

Oof! Uhh!

On your feet, Mr. Tracy.

Now, I'll identify you for two killings.

Well, Sheriff, now that everything's under control,

Pancho and I will be on our way.

You know, Cisco, I'm very happy about this town.

Pancho, I'm very happy you're happy at last.

Yeah, my heart is filled with happiness because all those

guilty men are in the Calabasas.

And the senorita gonna marry Terry, and they will live

happily ever afterward.

Pancho, you surprise me.

I didn't know you had any romance left in your soul.

Ah, I don't got no romances.

Only, if she marry him, that will be one less senorita to

fall in love with you.

(laughter) Good-bye, Sheriff.

Good-bye, Cisco.

Adios, good-bye, Sheriff.

Oh, Sheriff, one thing more: tell those banditos to keep in

touch with you, huh?

Tell the banditos, uh-- (laughing)

Hey, you hear that, Tracy?

He said tell you banditos to keep in touch with me!

(laughing) Hey, Pancho, your saddle

cinch is loose.

You can't fool Pancho with his own tricks.

It's not a trick.

Be careful.

Eh... Pancho Miguel Fernando Gonzalez de Conejo is one big

fool.

(laughing) Good-bye, amigos!

See you soon!