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(dramatic orchestral music)

- How about it, Duke, all set?

- Yeah, we'll make the break through the old jute mill.

- And when?

- Tonight, when I come from the library, eight o'clock.

- All right.

(sirens wailing) (suspenseful orchestral music)

(plants rustling)

(pants) I guess we made a clean getaway, Duke.

- Yeah, well, I've broke out of better clinks than that.

- Yeah, I know.

That's why I made a deal with you

to help me make this break.

I wouldn't have had a chance without you.

- Listen, Pearson.

This is strictly business with me.

You promised me 500 bucks if I'd get you outta there.

- Don't worry, you'll get your money.

We've gotta get some more clothes before daylight.

We won't get far in these things.

- Never you mind that.

It's been taken care of.

Come on, follow me.

(plants rustling)

Yeah, that's the place, all right.

Yeah, sure, here they are.

Come on, get busy.

- You said it, the sooner I get

out of this rig, the better I'll like it.

I never should have been in it in the first place.

- Yeah, I know, same old story, framed.

- Well, my story's on the level.

This life stretch I was doing for the killing of my brother

was on the false testimony of a man named Roger Morgan.

- You mean Roger Morgan, that big shot moneyed-man?

- That's the man.

- Well, why would a big guy like that

be interested in putting you away?

- My brother got him to help finance a new type

of super fighting plane we were working on.

I was against the deal, and we had an argument.

Shortly after that, my brother was killed in a test flight.

They found the plane had been tampered with.

And Morgan's lying testimony convicted me.

- Yeah, I know, and then he moved in

and took over all the business.

- No, just the records.

My brother had hidden all the important specifications.

- Say, are those the things that visitor

was trying to proposition you about?

- Yes, he was Morgan's private secretary.

- Then why take a chance on goin'

over the wall and maybe gettin' shot when you,

well, you coulda walked out the front door?

He wanted to trade you even up, didn't he?

That is, give you a pearl for,

well, some kind of blueprints or somethin', didn't he?

- Yeah, so he said, but I've got to keep

those plane specifications in my hands.

- I get ya, Pearson.

They're worth dough, huh?

- Yeah, plenty, and Morgan's liable

to trip himself trying to get 'em.

And that's my chance to prove he was

responsible for my brother's death.

- Well, where'd your brother hide 'em?

- Up in Pine Valley at his mountain lodge,

and that's where I'm headin' right now.

- That's where we're headin' right now.

I'm stickin' with you 'til you pay me off.

- All right, all right, let's go.

- Morning, Mr. Morgan.

- Hello, Andrews, did you just get back?

- Yes sir.

- How did Pearson react to my proposition?

- He turned it down cold.

Said he'd rather rot in prison

than see those drawings in your hands.

- Yeah, well, I figured that,

but I'm still gonna get control

of that Pearson pursuit plane.

- How are you going to do it?

- I made up my mind to adopt Bobby Pearson.

- What?

Adopt Harry Pearson's two-year-old child?

Good heavens, you can't do that.

- His father's dead, his uncle is a convicted felon,

and he has no other living relations.

Now, somebody's gonna have to take care

of his affairs, so why shouldn't I?

- Mr. Morgan, there are a lot of people

who think you were responsible

for Harry Pearson's crash in that test plane.

Then you had his brother convicted

on the flimsiest of evidence.

And now you want to adopt this youngster.

You're skating on thin ice.

And you're doing it all just to gain

control of those plane designs.

- And I started out in the beginning to get 'em.

I never start anything I don't finish.

- But you don't even know where they are.

- I know I don't, but sooner or later, they'll show up.

And when they do, I'll control 'em

through Bobby Pearson, everything proper and legal.

- You're within the law, Mr. Morgan,

but frankly, I don't like it.

- Andrews, you've been in my employ for a long time.

- Yes sir.

- Now, if you feel that way about it,

I'll get someone else to handle my private affairs.

- I'm sorry.

Do you want me to have

the adoption papers drawn up right away?

- That's right.

(intercom buzzes)

Yes?

Well, put him on.

Press the court hearing through as soon as possible.

I'll have Miss Adams bring the child

down here so we'll have him available.

Hello.

What's that?

Say that again, please.

Oh, no, there's nothing I can tell you now.

But, well, I'll have to give this matter some thought.

Carl Pearson broke out of prison last night.

He's reported seen heading toward Pine Valley.

- Pine Valley?

Isn't that where Ruth Adams has

young Bobby Pearson for the summer?

- That's right.

Hello, get me long distance.

Long distance, connect me to Pearson Lodge

in Pine Valley, and hurry please.

I'm gonna try to get Miss Adams to come to town right away.

Hello.

They don't answer?

Is this the Pine Valley operator?

Well, it's vitally important that I contact Miss Adams.

A messenger?

Yes, send him at once, please.

- Don't worry, Miss Boone.

I'll find her.

Rinty, have you seen Miss Adams?

Well, don't stall!

Either you've seen her or you haven't!

(Rinty barks)

That's better.

Uncle Jim says if you don't know a thing, admit it.

Well, we had better hit the trail.

We got a mighty important message to deliver.

Come on.

(door knocks)

- Right, come on, yeah! (Bobby mumbling)

Come on.

That's a big boy.

- I can't do that.

- Oh, yes, you can.

Come on (laughs).

Oh look, Bobby, we have company.

Hello, Jim.

- Hello, Ruth.

How is little Bobby?

Oh, boy, what a big man he turned out to be, eh?

Now you sit right down there, Bobby, and be quiet.

- Quite a stranger.

- Yes, I've been over patrolling

the country beyond Cedar Breaks.

How have you and little Bobby been?

- Oh, fine except sometimes it is lonely.

- Yes, I know, still thinking about Carl.

- I'll always think of him.

- Yes, we'll both always think of him,

you, his best girl, me, his best friend.

You know, Ruth, I'm kind of puzzled about this whole affair.

- Yeah, so am I.

- Carl and his brother might have had their differences

about many things, but Carl would never have done

anything to hurt his only brother.

Hello Rinty!

Well, where's the rest of the family?

(bike rattles)

- There he is.

(bike clanks)

- Hello, everybody.

- Hello, Johnny. - Hello, Johnny.

- Gosh, Uncle Jim, I'm sure glad to see you back.

I'm gettin' awful tired of my own cooking.

(all laughing)

Miss Adams, I have message for you.

Mr. Morgan wants to talk to you on the telephone.

He says it's important.

- Thank you, Johnny.

- Well, I guess I'd better get in and make out my reports.

- Hello there, sonny boy, how's every little thing?

Hey, guess what I got for you, Bobby?

An all-day sucker, go ahead.

- If there's a letter waiting for me

from Carl, I'll give you a call.

- Please do, Jim.

You know, I haven't heard from him in over a month.

(birds chirping)

- Wait a minute.

- All right, come on!

- (mumbles) There you go.

Well, wasn't that a nice walk, Bobby, hm?

- [Bobby] Yeah.

- [Ruth] Yes sir, now sit down there.

- Thank you, Operator.

Put her on.

Hello, Miss Adams?

This is Mr. Morgan.

- Yes, Mr. Morgan.

- It's very important that I see you right away.

- Yes, of course, if there's anything I can do to help Carl.

- And bring Bobby with you.

Start for town immediately, and I'll explain

everything to you when you get here.

- All right, I'll leave right away.

Oh, we should be there in a half hour or so.

Okay.

(door slams)

- Son, we have visitors.

Hello, Lieutenant Franklin,

what brings you up to these parts?

- Well, the Chief sent me down to see you, Jim.

A couple of convicts escaped last night.

Say, I'm mighty glad to see that

you have Carl Pearson's dog here.

- He's not really my dog, Lieutenant.

Carl left him with my nephew, Johnny.

- That's the same thing as far as I'm concerned.

(Rinty barking)

- What's Rinty acting so strange for?

What's in your car that interests him?

- Carl Pearson.

- Carl escaped?

- That's right.

(Rinty pants)

We lost their trail up in the pass,

but they were seen headin' this way.

You haven't seen them, have you, Jim?

- No, I haven't.

(door slams)

- I want to borrow this dog, Jim.

I want to put him on the spot

where the convicts were last seen.

It's my one chance to trail them through that wilderness.

- Well, I guess there's nothing else you can do, Lieutenant.

- Mr. Pearson left him with me!

Uncle Jim, don't let him take Rinty!

(engine rumbling)

(engine rumbling)

- No answer.

All right.

Well, by the time you get the limit, you'll be back here.

I've gotta find Ruth and tell her about Carl.

Now go on now, beat it.

(door slams)

(birds chirping)

(door knocks)

(engine rumbling)

(door slams)

(horse snorts) Who knows about that.

- Now, Rinty, a job that only you can do, find Carl.

Go find Carl.

Hello, fella.

Escaped convicts are outlaws and they've got to be captured.

Now, take the trail.

Find Carl!

Go find!

(sighs) Go find your master.

(horse clopping)

Come on now, try again.

Will you find your master?

- What's the matter, Lieutenant, no trail?

- No cooperation, the trail's here all right.

They were seen crossing here, but they kept

to the rocks and left no tracks.

It's this dog.

He seems to know what it's all about.

- Now, wait a minute.

Don't start a-blamin'--

- This is no time for sentiment.

Carl Pearson must be caught,

and this dog must lead us to him.

See if you can get him to move.

- I guess you're right, Lieutenant.

I'll see what I can do.

You're a pretty smart dog, Rinty.

At times, I think you're half-human.

Oh, I know how you feel about Carl.

I feel that way myself.

But, duty is duty.

Now, do something for me.

Go and find Carl, will ya?

Go on, now.

Find Carl for me.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Say, he is on a trail, all right.

(Rinty barking)

- Carl!

We shoulda got rid of that guy.

He tipped off the law, and now,

they're following us with a dog.

I'll put an end to that.

- Don't shoot!

You'll tell 'em right where we are.

(Rinty barking)

(Rinty barks)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(Rinty barks)

Hey, Duke, over here!

(plants rustling)

(Rinty barks)

Rinty!

Duke, this is my dog!

- (scoffs) Tracked down by your own dog.

Well, he won't do it again.

(branch cracks) (Rinty barks)

- Put that club down!

(Rinty growls)

(Rinty barks)

Quiet, Rinty, quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet.

(Rinty barks) Quiet, Rinty, quiet, quiet.

Quiet, boy, quiet, quiet.

He won't let us down, will you, buddy old boy?

Go on, get outta here. (Rinty barks)

Go on, go on, go on, get!

(dramatic orchestral music)

(Rinty barks)

(Rinty barks)

(birds chirping)

- I don't see a sign of him.

- Rinty, here Rinty!

- Let's go this way.

(engine rumbling)

(tires squealing)

- Hey there, big boy, you need that hat.

(birds chirping)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(Ruth shrieks)

Stop Bobby!

(car booming)

(dramatic orchestral music)

Bobby!

Bobby!

Bobby!

Bobby, (pants) Bobby!

Bobby!

(sentimental orchestral music)

Bobby, Bobby!

Oh, answer me, Bobby!

Bobby!

(Bobby crying)

(water splashing)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(Bobby crying)

(water splashing)

(Bobby crying)

(water splashing)

(Bobby crying)

(water splashing)

- Rinty!

(water splashing)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(Bobby crying)

(water splashing)

(pants) Rinty, old boy, you just about saved my life.

(Rinty barks)

Bobby, what are you doing here?

Where's Miss Adams?

I'm gonna go get my shirt, and then I'm gonna get you home.

Yes, kiddo, I've had about enough outta you today.

- [Bobby] No.

- Yes, you get in there and stay.

- No! - Come on, Rinty.

Get in, old boy.

Come on, get in.

That's a boy, now stay!

Stay, Rinty.

(water splashing)

- Lieutenant, I think we've lost the dog for sure.

- Well, frankly, I think he's lost us.

Oh, there's no use wandering around here anymore.

(birds chirping)

- Gosh, this is no time to take a nap.

You weigh a ton.

Gosh, I can't go another step.

Rinty, what do we do?

(Rinty barks)

You got somethin' there.

Why didn't I think of that?

Now, Rinty, you stay here until I get help.

And remember, don't let anything happen to him.

- It's shorter for me over the ridge.

I'll meet you at the cabin.

- All right, now you keep your eyes open as you ride.

- I'll do that, Lieutenant.

(horse clopping)

(door slams)

(engine rumbling)

(birds chirping)

- Huh, nobody home, that's a break for you, or is it?

- Yeah, it's a break.

There oughta be a key around here someplace.

We always used to keep it, oh, there it is.

- You seem to be tickled that nobody's here.

Isn't this the place you promised to get that $500?

- Yeah, this is the place.

- Well, I don't get it.

Who's here to pay off?

- I am.

- Hey, what's the gag, a cash hideout?

- Yeah, there's a secret vault somewhere in this fireplace.

- Well, how comes you don't know where it is?

- It was my brother's, but he told me about it.

Now take it easy, we'll find it.

- Hey, who is this Ruth?

Is she the girlfriend?

- Yes, we were gonna be married.

- Has she lived here long?

- Only for the summer.

She was taking care of my brother's little boy.

Come on, lend a hand here.

- Hey, is this on the level?

- Yes, it's on the level.

There's about a thousand cash

and those airplane designs I told you about.

(phone ringing)

Don't answer that!

- All right.

- I thought the dog might have

showed up at the Pearson's place.

You know, he likes to hang around there.

- Say, isn't that girl who lives there,

Pearson's sweetheart, engaged to him or something like that?

- Was engaged to him and is yet.

Ruth Adams believes Carl was framed, and so do I.

And we both think that one of these days,

he'll prove his innocence.

(phone ringing)

That might be Ruth now.

Hello.

- Here's your porter, Mr. Morgan.

- Hello, Jim Raymond?

This is Morgan, Roger Morgan.

I'm calling to ask whether or not

Miss Adams left for town this afternoon.

- I believe she did, Mr. Morgan.

Neither she nor the youngster were

at the lodge when I called there today.

Were you expecting her in town?

- She had an appointment early this afternoon in my office.

She's driving, and I thought maybe

she might have met with an accident.

I wish you'd check on that for me.

- All right, Mr. Morgan, goodbye.

- Say, Jim, what's Morgan got to do with this girl, Ruth?

- I don't know.

- I think we'd better take a look

at that Pearson Lodge before we do anything else.

- If you think Ruth had anything to do

with Carl's escape, you're dead wrong.

In fact, she doesn't know anything about it,

or she didn't the last time I saw her.

- Just the same, we're gonna check on it.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(cat growls)

(Rinty snarls)

(cat growls)

(Rinty barks)

(birds chirping)

- Johnny!

- Hello, Miss Ruth, what's the matter?

Are you hurt?

- Nevermind about me, Bobby's lost.

I can't find him.

- Oh no he's not, I found him.

He's all right.

- Where is he?

- Come on, I'll show you.

(Rinty barks)

- Well, it sounds like Rinty.

(Rinty barks)

Rinty, old boy. (Rinty barks)

Rinty, what are you doing here?

Come here, come on!

Get in here!

(Rinty barks)

(Rinty pants)

How did you know I was here, boy?

- Well, I'm for getting rid of him.

That dog'll get us into a jam yet.

- Put that gun away, Duke.

You're not killing my dog.

- He's already had the law on our trail.

How do you know they're not following him right now?

- That's one thing we don't have to worry about.

After what happened this afternoon, you should know that.

- I hope you're right.

(Rinty barks)

(claws scraping)

- What is it, boy, you want me to go with you?

(Rinty barks)

Well, come on, let's go.

(door slams)

- Hello, Roger Morgan?

Hmm, yeah, well, you don't know who I am,

but that don't make any difference.

I've got something I think you want, some, oh I don't know,

some airplane drawings of the Pearson pursuit plane.

- Pearson pursuit plane?

Say, just who are you?

Well, of course I'm interested, but.

All right, go ahead.

I'm listening.

- 20,000 bucks.

Huh, fine, all right, it's a deal.

Yeah, I'll call you about, oh, 10 o'clock in the morning,

and make arrangements to meet you.

Mm-hmm, and don't forget the dough.

All right, bye.

(receiver clicks)

- Trace that call, it's important.

- Who was that?

- I don't know, but I've got a hunch that it's Carl Pearson.

Whoever it was has the drawings on that pursuit plane.

If he thinks I'm gonna pay him for 'em, he's crazy.

- Bobby, Bobby boy, what are you doing way over here?

Where's Ruth?

(Rinty barks)

Okay, okay, Rinty, I know you'd tell me if you could talk.

Well, come on, let's head back to the cabin.

(phone buzzes)

- Yes?

The call was from Pine Valley, Pearson's Lodge.

Thank you.

Andrews, get the car.

I'm getting up there as quick as possible.

(gun clicks)

- Gosh, this looks like the place.

Bobby, Rinty!

Miss Ruth, this is the place.

They're gone.

- Maybe they've gone back to the lodge.

Come on, Johnny.

(Rinty barks)

- Where'd you get the kid?

- Oh, this is my brother's boy, Bobby.

The dog led me to him.

Ruth must be around here somewhere.

- (scoffs) Now we got a kid on our hands.

- Poor little fellow, he's all tired out.

I'm gonna put him to bed.

- No.

No.

(Rinty barks)

- Carl, Carl, darling.

- Oh, Ruth, I knew you must be somewhere near.

Rinty just led me to Bobby.

- Oh, thank heavens.

But Carl, I don't understand the meaning of all of this.

- I broke out of prison, darling.

I had to try to do something to clear myself.

- Well, if you wanted something done,

why didn't you let us know?

- (chuckles) There was nothing you could do.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(door slams)

- Hey kid!

Get away from that door!

It's the law.

- Don't move, anybody.

You're all under arrest.

Williams, put that gun on the table.

(gun clatters)

Come in, Jim.

I thought I'd find you here, Pearson.

What do you know about this prison break, Miss Adams?

- She knows nothing about it.

She just came in and found me here.

- That's right, sir.

I was with Miss Adams most all day,

and she didn't know anything about this.

- Don't worry, sweetheart.

You've done nothing wrong.

You've nothing to fear.

- Well, that's a matter for the court to decide.

But right now, you're all coming along with me.

(engine rumbling)

Who's that?

- It's Mr. Morgan.

I wonder what he wants.

- Please, do me a favor.

Just give me five minutes alone with Morgan.

- What's the idea?

- He's the one man who can clear me,

and I'll make him do it.

Look, you can hide right there

behind that curtain and keep me covered.

The others can go into the bedroom

so it'd look like I'm alone.

Oh, please, give me just this one chance.

You can't lose!

I couldn't get away!

- I'll vouch for him, Lieutenant.

I've known him all his life.

- All right, I'll give you a break.

You take Williams in that room

and keep your gun on him every minute.

Inside, please.

- Come on.

- Hello, Pearson, I thought I'd find you here.

Are you alone?

- Yes, what do you want?

- You know very well what I want,

the drawings on your brother's plane.

- Look, Morgan, if I were sure you could clear me

of the charge that sent me to prison, I'd let you have them.

- Well, I can say I made a mistake in my testimony.

You know, a man can always admit he's wrong.

- I still don't see how you're gonna do it.

You swore you saw me tampering with the controls

of my brother's test plane just before he cracked up.

Is that the lie you're gonna take back?

- That'll be enough, won't it?

That'll clear you.

Now where are those drawings?

I wanna get this business over quickly.

- All right, I'll tell you where they are,

but you can't blame me for wanting to be sure.

You wanted the drawings for that plane

right from the beginning.

That's why you railroaded me to prison,

so you could get control of them, isn't it?

- You'd be pretty dumb not to know that by now.

- Yes, and you'd have gone still farther,

if necessary, to get them. - Let's get down to business.

I haven't any time to waste, Pearson.

Get those plans.

- Okay, Morgan, you win.

They're right over here.

Well, they're gone!

- What are you trying to do, kid me?

- No, well, they were here.

I know they were.

Somebody's stolen them.

- So that's why you phoned me a while ago.

- Phoned you?

- Yeah, I had your call traced here.

You told me you had the drawings

and was willing to make a deal for 'em.

Now make up your mind you're gonna give 'em to me or--

- Or what, Morgan?

- Listen, you fool.

I rubbed out your brother, and if I do the same to you,

I'll be given a medal for bringing in

an escaped convict, dead or alive.

In your case, dead.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(gun fires)

(punch thwacks)

(gun clatters)

- Break it up.

- Carl, are you all right?

- Sure, I'm all right.

- Well, I heard everything you said, Morgan.

And I guess that puts you in the clear, Pearson.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(door slams)

(engine whining)

Williams has escaped!

- [Jim] Give me that gun, Carl.

(engine rumbling)

(gun fires)

(tires squealing)

(door slams)

(engine rumbling)

(tires squealing)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(engine rumbling)

(tires squealing)

(engine rumbling)

(tires squealing)

(tires squealing)

(engine rumbling)

(tires squealing)

(tires squealing)

(engine rumbling)

(tires squealing)

(engine rumbling)

(tires squealing)

(engine rumbling)

(tires squealing)

(engine rumbling)

(heroic orchestral music)

(engine rumbling)

(Rinty barking)

(tires squealing)

(tires squealing)

(Rinty barks)

(Rinty barks)

(Rinty barks)

(brakes screeching)

(Rinty barks)

(Rinty snarls)

(gun fires)

(Rinty growling)

(engine rumbling)

(Rinty growls)

(engine rumbling)

(Rinty growling)

(Rinty growls)

(brakes screeching)

(Rinty barks)

(blows thudding)

(blows thudding)

(punch thwacks)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(blows thudding)

(brakes screeching)

- Where are those drawings, Williams?

- I ain't got any drawings.

- Where are those drawings?

- I tell you, I ain't got any!

- Why, why you--

- That's enough, Pearson.

I'll take charge now.

(Rinty growls)

- So, you didn't have 'em.

- I'll take charge of this for a while,

but you'll get it back, all right.

(Rinty pants)

And thanks, you've saved us a lot of trouble.

- Well, you asked for it, Duke.

- Come on, Williams, your vacation is over.

Back in the car, come on.

- Go on then.

(plane humming)

- Carl, look.

Isn't that your new test plane?

- Yeah, look at her go.

Isn't she a beauty?

- Oh, she certainly is, but why aren't you flying it?

- Well, you see, look--

- Carl, look at me.

Did something happen?

Did you have to sell out after all your hard work?

- Well, I wasn't gonna tell you about it, Ruth,

because, well, you know how those things are.

Look.

Well, the government offered me

a wonderful contract for the plane and the patents,

and I get a big royalty on every ship they turn out.

I signed the papers this morning.

- So that means that we can--

- And sweetheart, there's another contract

I'd like to sign today.

You know, the one where the minister says,

do you, and I say--

- Miss Ruth!

Oh, gosh, I'm sorry I butted in,

but didn't you say you were having some ice cream for lunch?

- Why yes, I left it on the table.

- Well, it isn't there now.

- Well, it must be, unless...

- Uh-oh.

(sentimental orchestral music)

(Ruth laughs) Looks bad. (laughs)

(sentimental orchestral music)