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Faster, Pancho, faster!

- But Cisco, why are they chasing us?

- Who knows, but let's keep going.

- Excuse me.

- Okay, chico, wait a minute.

There you are, now you'll be all right.

- Cisco, Cisco.

- Si.

- We must go to Cactus Wells pronto.

- Why, Pancho?

- On account of a lady.

He write me a letter saying he is dying to see me.

Anyhow, he is very sick.

- You to see a lady?

I'm surprised at you, Pancho.

- Oh no, he ain't that kind of lady,

he's my grandmother,

and he's very sick in the Cactus Wells.

But I thought your grandmother lived in Chihuahua.

Me too, but he can be just as sick in the Cactus Wells.

- No Mexican ever wrote this, Pancho.

My grandmother, he ain't no Eskimo.

Look, Spanish, you always cross the seven, like this.

Always, you know that.

You got pretty good proof,

but I got a better one, my grandmother,

he died six years ago in Juarez.

Pancho, someone wants us in Cactus Wells.

Get the horses ready, meet me in front of the store.

- Bueno.

- And Cisco,

get me six or half a dozen tortillas and some chilies.

Si, and a couple cows, a sack of frijoles,

and a stuffed pig, eh?

Pardon me, did I hear you call that man Cisco?

- I don't know.

- What do you mean you don't know?

I don't know if you hear me or not, but I did.

He wouldn't happen to be the Cisco kid, would he?

Well of course, but he does,

you do it on purpose.

- Thanks.

- Now what is this all about?

I'll get you for what you did to my brother.

Who is this man, do you know him, senorita?

- His name is Tom McCarger,

and he's a rancher up in the hills.

Put your hands in the air, mister, we don't like

shootin' in San Lorenzo.

I reserve the right to shoot in self-defense, my friend,

against one man or a dozen.

The Marshal's out of town for a day or so,

we aim to hold ya until he gets back.

Wait a minute, Bill, I saw the whole thing.

Maybe so, Nora, but a shootin's a shootin'.

We aim to hold him for the Marshal.

- Best to step aside, senorita,

I'm not going to jail for shooting in self-defense.

- And it was self-defense.

If I hadn't grabbed McCarger's arm,

he would've murdered this man.

Who do you want to believe, the senorita or my pistolas?

Young lady says it was self-defense, but,

I reckon her word's good enough for that.

- Better get this man to the doctor.

- Come on, boys.

- Please, senorita, may I know to whom

I'm indebted for saving my life?

- Well I don't see that it matters,

but my name is Nora Malloy.

- Nora Malloy, oh what a pretty name.

And it fits you so perfectly, my own name means nothing,

but I'm known as The Cisco Kid.

- The Cisco Kid?

- At your service, senorita.

If there is some way I can repay you,

say anything you'd like done.

- No really, I must be going along, and I.

- Oh, but there must be something.

Perhaps there's a place a little less public

where we can go and talk it over, huh?

Well that's very nice of you, but you see,

I'm on my way to Cactus Wells to be married.

- Oh, then that's different.

Then I'll have to thank you right here.

- All aboard!

Stage leaving for Cactus Wells, board!

- That's my stage, well goodbye.

- Adios, senorita.

- Cisco, here are your horses, let's went.

- Not for a couple days, Pancho,

not until McCarger is well enough to talk.

You've got a nerve coming here to see me.

One of these days I'll be on my feet again,

and when I am I'll kill ya.

What you did to my brother, Steve.

- You are very positive it was I who shot

your brother in Cactus Wells, huh?

- Of course I'm positive.

You must have very good reasons for your grief.

- Reasons, I got proof.

There's a letter in my coat pocket, read it.

- "Dear Tom, for a shock,

your brother was killed here last night

by The Cisco Kid in a stage holdup,

I figured you'd want to know, Ed Marlowe."

Who's this Ed Marlowe, sir?

- He's the Sheriff at Cactus Wells.

- And when did you receive this?

- Two days ago.

- I think you ought to know, my friend,

I have never been in Cactus Wells in my life, adios.

But you may rest assured,

we will find out who did it and why.

Good eye, I'm glad we're

because I got saddle sores all over my horse.

- Now stop complaining, Pancho.

We still don't know what we're looking for.

What we do, ride into town and let nature take its course?

- Maybe, but from now on,

I think we better ride a little off the road.

Something's wrong, Pancho, let's take a look.

Hiyah, hiyah, get going, hiyah!

Cisco, look at us down there, holding up a stagecoach.

That explains everything, let's fly, Pancho.

- Cisco, the banditos!

- Never mind the banditos,

just think, somebody might be hurt!

- Cisco and his saddle pal,

they swallowed the bait.

Yeah, but they got here a little too soon.

- Come on, let's get outta here.

- What happened, Cisco?

- The guard is dead.

The driver is only wounded.

How bad is it, senor?

- I don't know, my back, never mind me,

get word to Nora.

- Nora is your wife?

- Not yet, she's waiting at the ranch.

Rim Rock, just this side of town.

- Miss Nora, could it be

that her last name is Malloy, senor?

- Yeah, yeah, that's right.

Nora Malloy, how'd you know?

You're the hombre that shot me.

Pancho, we must get this man to a doctor quick.

- But there's a long rope in town

waiting for us, Cisco.

We have been through ropes before, amigo.

Fast, Pancho, hiyah, hiyah!

- Stage sort of late, ain't she, Ross?

Oh not very, why, Sheriff, expecting somebody?

- No, I was wondering if she'd met up

with them rogue agents again.

Don't talk like that, she's bringing in the biggest

cash shipment she's ever carried.

Oh, reckon I better ride out and have a look.

- The Cisco Kid, well I'll be.

Come on, get 'em.

Hold up!

Halt!

This man is wounded, get him to a doctor.

- Not so fast, get out.

- Hey, what are you doing?

There is no cause for alarm, Miss Malloy.

Pancho, pull the shades down and keep watch.

- What is this, I don't like it.

- Please, senorita,

I am sorry to say I have bad news for you

and only a few moments to explain.

- Bad news about what?

About your fiancee, the stage he was driving was held up.

- Held up, Jerry's been killed?

- No, he has been wounded,

but how seriously I do not know.

- Well I must go to him, where is he?

- Not yet, there is something else.

He will tell you it was I who shot him.

But that is not true, that is why I came here.

I could not let you think I would repay

your kindness in such a way.

Please try to believe me until I can prove it.

I don't know what to believe, I'd like to, but I don't-

- Cisco.

Cisco, the Sheriff, he is coming with his men.

- What shall I do?

That depends whether you believe me or not.

- Coming.

Go to the kitchen.

- Malloy.

- Oh, in there.

Cisco, let's went while we're in two pieces.

- Sheriff, he has more men outside.

- Jerry, what have they done to you?

Better let the men take care of him, Miss.

- Oh darling. - Come on, Miss, please.

The doc said to tell ya he'd drop in a little later.

- Did he say how serious the wound is?

- Oh he's in no danger,

but he'll be laid up for quite a spell.

Now don't take it so hard, ma'am,

we'll have the men who done it before long,

if that's any consolation.

- You know who did it?

- Sure we know, The Cisco Kid.

Plenty of men have identified him and his partners

holding up stages around here.

There's a big reward out for 'em.

Well, I better be on my way, I can find my way out.

Now your place is back there with him, so long.

- That way, Sheriff.

Oh, yeah.

- Thank you.

Jerry, are you in much pain?

- I can stand it, I reckon.

It won't be for long, the doctor said that.

- I know, I heard, I'll never walk again,

without an operation, special this morning, I'll say.

Then you'll have one just as soon as we're married.

- We're not gonna be married, Nora.

- Jerry, what are you saying?

I'm saying that I won't see you married to half a man.

I won't stand for it.

But the doctor said that an operation would cure you.

- Operations cost money.

- I have the money, more than enough.

- That's yours, I wouldn't touch it.

Cisco, she has broken my heart, let's went.

Be quiet.

- I wonder if you'd get me a hot pack.

This pain is more than I can take.

- Of course I will.

We've been eavesdropping on you, senorita.

- He's so stubborn, Cisco, what can I do?

- Just dry your eyes and stop worrying.

We are going to arrange everything for you, eh Pancho?

- So it will be easy.

Already I can feel the rope around my neck.

- There is a reward on our heads,

we are going to fix it so you can collect.

- You want me to turn you over to the law?

- Oh no, senorita.

What we want is for the young man to think so.

You know now just what you are to do?

- I think so.

- And you do, Panchito?

- Yeah, I know what I'd like to do,

get on top of my horse and go home.

- Good, then we are ready.

Good luck.

Sorry it had to work out this way, honey.

Everything's going to be all right, Jerry.

I know it will.

I'm sorry to interrupt so touching a scene.

I'm afraid we must impose on your hospitality for a while.

- What is all this?

- Please, Jerry.

My horse went lame, the Sheriff is not far behind us.

If you,

you will tell him you have not seen us.

- If anything happens to her.

Nothing will happen to the young lady, senor,

if you do what you are told.

Don't move, either of you, drop your guns.

- I never fought anyone so childish.

- I said drop your guns.

Now kick them over here.

Turn your backs.

- Nora, you can't get away with this.

There's a reward for these men, and we need it.

- Well after all they risked their necks

to get me to a doctor.

- After they shot you and kill the guard.

All right, now get through the door.

And no tricks.

Well, now if you'll give us back our pistolas we-

- We'll take those pistols, Cisco.

- I thought you'd gone.

- We found their horses out in the brush

and come on back, now march.

- But Sheriff, I was just about to get-

I couldn't have done a better job myself, Miss,

we watched it all through the side window.

The senorita has done a very good job for you, Sheriff.

But a jail was never built that could hold

The Cisco Kid very long.

- You hope, get going.

Hey, Pancho, if you must walk up and down,

take off your spurs, and give me a break.

Well, how you can sleep

when they going to hang us.

Any minute might be our next.

Why don't we broke out of this jail

that you say couldn't hold us.

- Ah there is plenty of time, amigo.

First we must make sure that the Sheriff

has delivered the reward money to our friends.

- Why can't we get the reward?

- But of course, amigo, they're in love.

And love is the most wonderful thing in the world.

Fooey, love, love, love, for me, love is on top

of a good horse and four miles ahead of the Sheriff.

- Buenas noches, senor Sheriff.

Did you deliver the reward money?

- Yep, and got a receipt for it.

They wouldn't take it 'till I told 'em

you aim to be out of jail before morning.

- Pancho, we must stop by and thank her

on our way out of town.

- Say,

you don't figure you can get out of this hoosegow, do you?

- Oh, but of course, amigo.

- Yeah, how you gonna do it?

- Don't tell him, Cisco.

- Why not, Panchito, there's lots of ways.

- Yeah, just tell me one.

- Yeah, tell me one too.

- Well, for instance,

you see this hat?

- Yeah.

- You didn't think to look inside of it

when you put us in jail, did you.

- Well no, but...

- Nothing in there, not even your head.

- No, but if I hold the hat so,

the Sheriff can look in here very carefully,

and while he is looking, some of our friends

are going to sneak behind him.

- You know, Cisco, I didn't know we got

such good friends here, didn't you?

- We haven't.

- Shut up, you two.

All right, get goin'.

- Nice little place you have here.

- Yeah, we like it, let's look inside.

- What's the use to look inside,

we ain't gon' buy it.

- Don't be so hasty friend,

we can make ya terms you can't refuse, vamanos.

- That is very bad Spanish, senor.

- It might be bad Spanish,

but it makes mighty good sense, move.

Come on, you too.

Tie 'em up while we change clothes,

give 'em a hand, Rusty.

- Get over here.

You don't have to put no ropes on me, mister,

I ain't going no place.

Yo, Cisco, I think maybe we are still prisoners.

- No, what makes you think so?

- They don't like us, but then,

why did they broke us out of jail?

I think they have another stage holdup tonight.

- You think right, friend.

The biggest haul we've ever made, and the last one.

Full morning, we'll split everything.

By tomorrow, we'll be respectful citizens again,

while you two dangle at the end of a rope.

- Now I am positive they don't like us.

- You might as well sit down,

you're not going anywhere for a spell.

You are too kind, senor, I will not forget this.

- That's fine with me.

- So you are going to become a respectable

citizen again, eh senor?

Well let me tell you something.

Fine clothes and stolen money do not make

a man out of a coyote.

Another quack like that and I'll kill ya.

- I don't think so, you need me.

- Keep an eye on 'em, Kansas, come on.

- If my hand wasn't tied.

- Callate, Pancho.

Hey, as long as we are going to be playing

for this stage robbery,

do you mind telling us what we are stealing?

- What's the difference,

you ain't gonna be spending any of it.

Oh purely professional interest, as one robber to another.

- Bullion, my friend, bullion.

Nobody else knows this stage is gonna carry it.

Plenty of ways of keeping tab.

Bullion, you gonna rob the stage to get some soup?

Hey, I bet you ain't afraid to come close to me, no?

- That's a good bet, I ain't.

Yes, well, come over here and give me a cigarrito.

- What for?

You couldn't roll one with your hands tied.

- I don't got to roll 'em,

I got 'em in my pocket all twisted.

With the matches in same pocket.

- Want me to inhale them for you too?

Hey, these ropes any good?

- The very best money can buy.

Three package for.

Hey, you don't have to be a thief because you a robber.

I ain't gonna steal 'em, just borrowing 'em for a while.

Oh that's different, how 'bout you can keep 'em?

Hey, I dropped my cigarrito.

What do ya want me to do, bust into tears?

- No, but, maybe I gonna sit on it.

Hey, Cisco, can you see where is it?

- No, but I can smell it.

- Me too, it smells like rags burning.

- You don't say.

- But I do say.

- Just leave it where it is, Pancho.

No, but Cisco, the matches in the same pocket.

Why don't you talk so somebody can understand ya.

- Quick, man, he's on fire.

The cigarrito in his pocket was lit.

- I got him, I got him.

Don't go for your gun, or I'll crack your neck off.

Why don't you talk so I can understand you, huh?

- Now reach around and untie him.

- Now untie the rope, untie the rope.

That was a pretty smart trick, eh,

dropping the cigarette in my pocket.

Si, Panchito, you are very smart, but hold onto his head.

Don't worry, I got him like a crack-nutter.

- Now take his pistola.

- Now, get up here, get up.

Untie my friend.

- Get on the floor, get down.

Put your face on the floor and lay on it.

- Grab the pistolas.

- Where we go now, San Lorenzo?

- Stop asking questions, hurry it up.

- Watch the horses, Pancho.

Throw off your guns.

Throw them off, I said.

Now throw off the express box.

Don't waste my time.

- Might as well, Mark.

- Throw off the express box, throw it off!

Keep going, hiyah!

Keep going!

- Did we get it, Cisco?

- We got the box, but it's empty,

the bullion is gone.

- You mean we do all this and we didn't

get no soup after all?

- No, Pancho, no soup.

Cisco, what do you say we follow the stagecoach

and we give those banditos a big surprise, huh?

- Good idea, Pancho.

- Hey, but Cisco, the stage went this way!

- Yes, but the surprise is this way!

- Hey, look!

Ho boy.

- Keep your hands up, ugly.

Now throw down the express box.

- What is this?

We just gave it to ya a mile up the road.

- We ain't here to play games, seniors.

Now throw it down.

- But we did throw it down,

you know it as well as we do.

- Turn your backs.

Keep me covered.

Didn't you start out with an express box?

- Who you kiddin'?

If it wasn't you that took it from us,

it must've been your twin brother.

- Cisco must've got loose,

let's get outta these clothes and get right to Ross.

- Let's get this stuff off the road.

- Light the lamp.

One memento.

- Oh, thanks, friend.

I would like to choke,

if I get my hands on the men that...

Well if this don't beat the bugs that bite.

You're under arrest, both of you.

- You want to bet, senor?

Say, why don't you relapse and be comfort.

If you're not here to give yourselves up,

what are ya here for?

To tell you who has been robbing the stages.

- I know that already, too many people

have seen you doin' it.

- Not us, men dressed like us.

- Aw now, do you expect me to believe that

after the way your friends treated me tonight?

They were not our friends, they took us away as prisoners.

- No, horseradish on that.

- And chili peppers to you.

How they gonna blame us for robbing a stagecoach

when we been in here safe in your jailhouse?

Well now that does make sense, even if it ain't so.

- Did you know a bullion shipment

was going out on tonight's stage?

Heck yes, what's that gotta do with this?

- That bullion never left town.

- How do you know?

- I rob the stagecoach.

- Callate, Pancho.

- Oh, so you're not robbers,

but you go round robbing stagecoaches.

Maybe I'm pissed.

We only wanna get it before the other fellas did.

I know where the bullion is, and I'm gonna get it.

And you are going to help me.

- I'm going to help you?

- Si.

I'm not in very good shape to refuse, am I.

- Pancho.

You are now, Sheriff.

Say, you two fellas are just about crazy enough

to be honest, what do you want me to do?

- Ah just relapse.

Come with me, and I will tell you on the way there.

We took Cisco and Pancho to hideout, Ross,

but they got away from us.

- Oh boy, Kansas, I'm disappointed in you,

can't I trust you with the simplest chores anymore?

Oh cut out the lecture, what are we gonna do now?

Why do anything, there's no cause for alarm.

They're probably halfway to the border.

Yeah, and they may be up to something, they're tricky.

Why don't we split what's in the safe and scatter?

Boy, Kansas, that wouldn't be honest, sit down.

- "This is a fair warning,

I will come for the loot in your office safe

before daylight," signed Cisco Kid.

- I told ya he was tricky.

Why he even wrote it on the back of that letter

you sent to his partner.

Don't just stand there, let's grab this up and hightail it.

- That's just what they expect us to do,

we'd walk right into a trap.

- We can't just sit here.

And why can't we, he can't get into the safe,

not with us guarding it, now go on in there

and pull down the blinds.

- Who's in there?

- Little mice.

- It's Cisco's saddle pal.

Come outta there or I'll start shootin'.

Better not, senores, you are bigger targets than I am.

Come out of there, or we'll start spitting lead

all over the room.

Oh no, senores, if you don't pistola me, I'm gonna tell

you something about Cisco, maybe you'd like to know.

- All right, let's have it.

Well, if you don't tell him that I told you but,

he's coming here tonight to rob your safe.

- He's already told us that himself.

- He said, but he didn't tell you how

he was gonna do it, did he?

Cut out the palabra, and come out of there.

- I can't, I'm stick under the bed.

- Well then throw out your gun.

- Now what's this all about?

- Cisco is a smart fellow, you know,

he's got an idea, I think maybe it would work.

What do you think?

- What are you driving at?

you know, this Cisco,

I talk better when I smoke.

These are my favorite.

Maybe you light a.

- Light it with the lamp.

- The lamp.

Si, you gringos are smart, how you think of that?

Now, where I was.

- You hadn't started yet.

Oh, oh yeah, the first thing he was going to do,

was to throw the note through the window,

but he didn't do it, I do it , did you read it?

- Of course we read it.

He figured you would, you know, he's a smart man.

- You're not so smart.

You think you can keep on stalling us all night, now talk.

Talk English!

How I can talk English when you're choking down on me?

- Let him go, Kansas.

Now get on with it, and fast.

Well Cisco figured that when you hear my noise

you would come running in just like you did.

And while you were listening to my fairy tales,

he would go in there and open the safe.

- Get in there you.

- Here, hold this.

- If you think the money's in there,

I still got you fooled.

Good work, Pancho.

Thank you, Senor Ross, for opening the safe.

Pancho, take their guns and keep them covered.

All right, move over you, get over there.

- There you are, Sheriff, look.

I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't seen it myself.

- Ah, these hombres are very clever.

In sending out the express boxes empty,

they took their chances and had a perfect alibi.

And the blame fell on Pancho and myself.

You're both under arrest, put out your arms.

- Wait a minute, Sheriff.

Turn the palms of your hands up.

Turn them up.

Now pull the elbows in.

Pancho, load them up.

- With pleasure, Cisco.

10,000 for you, 10,000 for you.

10,000 for me, for you.

- All right, march, come on.

Not so fast, get back.

Get your guns.

Get over there with them.

Keep your hands up, ugly.

- Hold it!

- Pancho, Pancho, where are you?

- Here I am, Cisco.

We clean him up, didn't I?

- Panchito, you did it all by yourself.

- Oh Cisco, you flatter me.

- Vanamos.

Don't leave me here like this, get me out of here.

Let me, Pancho, Pancho.

- Well, there they are all wrapped up

and ready for delivery.

They've got 12 other charges against 'em.

Including the murder of Tom McCarger's brother.

Sheriff, will you do something for me?

- You name it.

Will you please write Mr. McCarger and tell him

that the murderers of his brother are behind bars,

and it wasn't The Cisco Kid or Pancho that did it.

- Sure, I will. - Gracias.

I don't know what I'm gonna do 'bout this reward money.

It belongs to you, but I already gave it

to that Malloy girl.

- Well, Sheriff, that was the idea.

- I don't get it.

- You don't, you know.

And I'm gonna told you, this companero of mine here,

is always sticking my neck out to help some pretty girl.

- Speaking of that, take a look.

Sheriff, we are supposed to be under arrest.

- All right.

- Good morning.

- Morning.

Oh just a minute, Sheriff, may I see you?

- What about, Miss Malloy?

- And it isn't Miss Malloy any longer,

the name is now Mrs. Todd, if you don't mind.

Oh so you've already got your ropes tied, huh,

I hadn't heard.

- That's what I came to see you about.

I want to return the reward money.

Return it, I don't seem to get the connection.

Jerry and I can't start life with this kind of money.

- I still don't see the sentiment.

- Well can't you see, we couldn't do that

knowing Cisco's in jail.

Well he brought Jerry out here to a doctor

and probably saved his life.

- Don't move, Sheriff.

Take his gun, Pancho.

Take the money, Miss Malloy,

you don't have to worry about our being out of jail.

- I can't keep it, if you're not in jail

how can I accept the reward?

The reward was for arresting us, and you did that.

If the Sheriff couldn't hold us, that is his bad luck.

But the reward stands, right Sheriff?

- Yeah, but you can't get away with this.

- That's what you think, vanamos, Pancho.

Adios, and good luck.

- Oh, Sheriff.

- I missed them completely, dad blame it.

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