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narrator: Here's adventure!

Here's romance!

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

"The Cisco Kid"!

Hey, Cisco, you just come back in time.

This chicken was getting cold without no clothes on.

You're not ready anyway.

What you need is a good bed of hot coals.

Oh, Cisco!

I learned to cook from the greatest cooks in the whole

world, and they always cook over an open fire.

Stand still and drop your gun belts.

What?

I said drop your guns.

Then give me your money.

(laughs) Money?

Mister, you make a big joke.

Money?

Where is Pancho gonna get money?

Pancho's right.

We have no money.

Stand back there.

I said stand back there!

(laughs) Just as I thought.

No bullets.

Me-- I am robbed without bullets?

Ooh, this is too much.

Please, mister.

I never meant you no harm.

Let me go.

Are you hungry?

Pancho, put the coffee on the fire.

Tell me what's troubling you.

Nothing I can't take care of.

By robbing people?

If you really meant business, what were you doing with a gun

without bullets?

Well, I guess maybe I was afraid I might hurt somebody.

I never done this before, mister.

Then why try now?

Well, I-- Well, I'm sorry I done it and I

don't want to talk about it.

Oh, maybe you'll feel better after you eat.

No, Pancho!

How many times I've told you not to cook a chicken that way?

You must have hot coals.

How many times must I tell you that the smoke what gives

the flavors?

Yeah, and it leaves it raw in the middle.

Cisco, I'll bet you are right when it comes to shooting

and fighting, but Pancho Miguel Fernando

Gonzales de Conejo is right when it comes to cooking a--

I should have kept my eye on him.

Sin verguenza!

Now he leave us here barefoot without horses!

Cisco, I hope that Loco bites that old man.

If he don't, I'm gonna bite him myself.

Walking is good exercise, Pancho.

Yeah.

I like it when I don't have to use my feet.

We have 500 head down there ready to shift whenever you say

the word.

I'll tell you what we'll do.

Mr. Kelly?

What do you want?

I'm sorry if I disturbed you, Mr. Kelly, sir, but please--

Wait a minute.

Here.

Now beat it.

We're busy.

Oh, I ain't begging.

I'm here to-- I've got a couple of mighty fine

horses hitched out there, and I'd like--

I'll sell 'em cheap, Mr. Kelly, sir.

Well, where'd you get 'em?

They're mighty fine horses.

Mr. Kelly, please buy 'em.

You think I'm foolish enough to buy stolen horses?

What's the matter with you, Silas?

I'm begging you.

Please buy 'em.

What for?

I've just got to have the money.

What do you need the money for, Silas?

Now, stop acting like an idiot and either tell me or get out.

That's my daughter.

She's coming here.

Today.

To find her dad's nothing but an old bum.

She thinks you're pretty well fixed, huh?

You see, you know how it is, when you're writing to someone

you never expect to see again.

Well, I've been kind of building myself up to her and I can't let

her find out.

I just can't.

Silas, how would you like to have a ranch of your own?

Clothes, plenty of food.

Don't make fun of me, sir.

No, I mean it.

I've been wanting to buy the Circle O. Ranch,

but it wouldn't look good, me being the general manager

of the packing house.

Now, if you were to buy it...

Look.

Suppose you go out and get yourself some new clothes

and meet that stage.

Your ranch will be waiting.

Gosh, Mr. Kelly...

Now, you must never tell anybody about this.

So far as anyone else is concerned, you bought

that ranch.

Oh, yeah.

No, nobody'll ever learn nothing no different from me.

No, sir.

Thanks, Mr. Kelly.

Well, Shelby, you've been saying you didn't feel safe

using that old vacant ranch.

There's your tenant.

The perfect front.

If anybody finds cattle there, the old goat won't know

from nothing.

Better than a goldmine.

And twice as safe.

(snickers) Hyah!

Hyah!

Hyah!

Hyah, hyah, hyah!

Put your gun away.

All we want is a ride into town.

We'll be glad to pay our fare.

I guess it's my mistake, partner.

The ride's on me.

Hyah, baby.

Good morning, lovely señorita.

Get away from there!

Why?

From up here, you look so charming.

I said get away from there.

All right, I will.

From down here, you look more charming.

Oh, señorita.

I see you have meet my friend Cisco.

Cisco meets all the beautiful señoritas.

I am Pancho.

Sometimes they meet me, too.

You get out of here or I'll scream.

Scream if you like, but this dust is very bad for the throat.

You aren't desperados?

Disappointed?

Well, yes.

I'd always heard of the West being full of bandits

and outlaws.

But so far, all I've seen are bare mountains and deserts.

Ah, there are other things in the West.

For instance?

I'll show them to you.

From over there, please.

(chuckles) You are a very clever señorita.

Hoo, hoo, baby.

Dad!

Paula, my darling little girl.

My, my, my.

You're getting more beautiful all the time.

Look, Cisco, there is the man who kidnap Loco.

I guess we've better get started.

We've got a long drive.

Hey, what did you do with Loco?

With what?

You know what I'm talking about.

You're a little confused.

This gentleman is Mr. Bonnard of the Circle O.

He didn't tell us his name when he stole our horses.

Why-- Why, I never saw you before.

Don't you dare accuse my father of stealing your horses.

I'll have you know he owns one of the biggest ranches

in this country.

Look, Cisco.

Just a minute, men.

Where did you get those horses?

It's none of your business.

It certainly is our business!

They're ours.

Nobody accuses me of stealing horses.

Get their guns, Pancho!

What happened?

The Cisco Kid jumped us and stole our horses.

Cisco Kid?

That means trouble.

I'll send out an alarm.

I don't want Cisco and his pal hanging around

while this deal is on.

Get rid of 'em.

(gunshot) Now we will turn the tables

upside down and do a little bushwhacking, eh, Cisco?

Not yet, Pancho.

Now, I wonder where they got to.

Well, we'd better head back to the ranch.

Where we go, Cisco?

I told you before, Pancho, I want to have a talk with this

old man.

Ay, Cisco, everybody's happy.

The señorita, she's got her father, we got our horses.

And why don't you leave well enough by itself?

Well, I want to find out why one minute this old man is a bum

and the next minute he is a prosperous rancher.

Well, Cisco, that's his business.

When he steals our horses, it is our business, my friend.

So this is the ranch.

Pancho: He talk pretty plain, eh?

Yes, but he doesn't keep his gates locked.

Uh-oh.

A guard.

Let's ride over there and see what he's guarding.

Cisco, now we are mountain goats.

Look, Pancho.

(cows mooing) Cisco, with all this ranch

to eat in, why do they keep the cattle in a little canyon

like that?

I wonder how many heads really belong there.

Oh, Cisco, you always want to make nothing out of something.

Maybe so, but why that guard over there?

Oh, he's over there to tell the cattle not to leave.

Or anyone else not to come in.

Look, Pancho.

What are you looking at, Cisco?

This brand has been changed.

Whoever changed it didn't do a very good job.

That's why they killed the steer and buried the hide.

Cisco, but this is a job for the sheriff,

and we can't see the sheriff because he wants us

for horse-stealing.

Let's went.

No, Pancho.

That old man is in trouble all right, but he's not a rustler.

He wouldn't waste his time stealing our horses if he had

a business like this.

Come on, we're going to talk to him.

We'll ship the cattle tonight to make room for the others

we're getting next week.

This place is sure swell cover to work from, boss.

(knock on door) We want to talk to you.

I thought you had 'em finished off.

They will be this time, for sure.

Now, sir, what is it you want?

You know, Cisco got a great curiosity.

He don't like nothing he can't tangle off.

Now, when you came to our camp--

Your camp?

I've never been to your camp.

Now look, mister.

I know you're in trouble.

If you don't want our help, we'll go away.

Si, we all go.

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

Then what's the stolen cattle doing on your land?

Stolen cattle?

There are no stolen cattle on this ranch, sir.

Cisco: I think you really believe that.

That's why we came to see you.

Cisco, look out!

(gunshot) Cisco, Cisco!

I'm stuck, help me!

Give me that gun.

Go on, get out.

Drop that gun.

Gentlemen, gentlemen, wait, please.

These men have come to help me.

This is my friend Mr. Kelly and my foreman, Shelby.

They stole two horses in town today.

No, I'll explain that later.

Then maybe someone can explain why those men tried

to kill me.

Well, I don't know anything about that, but I do know you've

made a serious accusation.

He claims there are stolen cattle in one of the canyons.

I hope you're prepared to prove that.

I can and I will.

Well, young man.

I've been a lot of mean things in my time, but I've never

wrestled and I've never killed, and if you can show me any

cattle that don't belong here, they'll be returned to their

rightful owners.

I'll be glad to.

Come on, Pancho, let's get our horses.

Cisco, this girl is too nice a señorita to make trouble for.

Let's went What?

And leave her here with all these questions unanswered?

I didn't hear her say one little word.

You know, Cisco, someday you gonna wake up and find out that

the moon has a mouse trap and you are the green cheese.

Oh, Pancho, you and your little jokes.

Paula, you stay here.

There's likely to be trouble.

You don't know what it's like out here in the West.

Well, then it's time I found out.

After all, I intend to live here.

You're just like your mother.

Hey.

If those cattle are in Red Rock Canyon like you said,

it's that way.

I'm going the back way.

There may be guards over there.

Good idea, Cisco.

Suppose we separate and come in from two directions.

Shelby and I will go this way.

No, it's better we all go together.

I said, we go that way.

Why?

Because you set an ambush for us?

So...

It was true all along.

There are rustler cattle here.

Pancho, tie him up!

How is he, how is he?

I guess I told the wrong man my troubles.

I wanted you to think I was big, Paula.

Successful.

Be proud of me.

Dad, don't-- don't talk like that.

He'll be all right if we can get him to a doctor.

Go get Kelly.

I'll stay here and take care of him.

He'll pull through.

Come on, Pancho.

There you are, Pancho.

Just as I thought, it's a trap.

What are you gonna do about that guard?

We'll take care of him first.

Bring a rope.

Pancho, you take his place and delay them in case

anything happens.

Oh, that's a pleasure.

Tie him up.

Bueno.

I wonder what's keeping him.

Maybe they went around up top.

Hey, Al!

You see anything yet?

What's the matter with you?

I asked you a question!

I didn't see nothing!

That's not Al's voice.

Go have a look.

Those shots came from up there.

(chuckles) One-punch Pancho.

Put up your hands, Kelly.

Drop your gun.

Drop it, I said!

They hang rustlers in this state, Mr. Kelly.

Well, what are you gonna do now, Cisco?

What do we ever do with them, Pancho?

Oh, the same as unusual, eh?

We'll take them to the sheriff.

Oh, take 'em to the sheriff, how different.

We take them to the sheriff, we put him in jail, we knock them

out, we bring them to, we tie them up, we turn them loose.

Nothing to do till next time, eh?

(laughs) You'll be up and around

in no time.

Si, if the locking of the jaw or the gang of green don't set

in, you would be out like that.

Cisco, why?

(door opens) They're all locked up,

every last one of them.

You're looking mighty fit for an old fella.

Oh, you can't kill an old man like me.

The only thing I hate is leaving this ranch.

You don't have to.

You wouldn't josh an old man, would you?

I most certainly wouldn't do a thing like that.

Kelly bought the ranch in her name, remember?

That's right.

The owners of those stolen cattle insisted you keep

some of them.

Sort of a foundation herd, you might say.

Oh, Dad!

Now we can be ranchers, just like you always said.

Honey, you make me feel like your mother's come back to me

at last.

Maybe she never left your heart.

(horses galloping away) Cisco, Pancho!

Uh-oh, Cisco.

You are playing with firecrackers.

Oh, Pancho!

Oh, Cisco!

Good-bye, amigos!

See you soon!

Ha!