All language subtitles for W SP

[music playing]

[indian cheering]

[gun shots]

[gun shots]

[gun shots]

Get those wagons!

Get their guns and ammunition!

[harmonica]

Whoa.

Stop and stand still.

Take it easy.

You ought to know better
than to be walking

in this kind of country.

Injuns jumped our wagon train.

Got any water?

Yeah, I've got plenty of it.

Where's the others?

There ain't no others.

I hid out till the Injuns
drove away with the wagons.

They didn't burn.

Where am I?

You're about five
miles out of Sycamora.

That's where I'm heading.

You a freighter?

No, sir.

I'm the dag-blamedest
feller ever you met, though.

Why, I can just do
about everything.

Mostly, I'm just a printer.

I got a load of supplies
for the Sycamora Gazette.

Newspaper man, eh?

I got a story for you.

Yes, sir.

There was white men
with them Indians.

Are you sure of that?

You're darn tooting I am.

The dirty, lowdown renegades.

Wow.

That explains a lot
of things that's

been going on around here.

Get on this wagon if you can.

We're going to make it to town.

That's putting it
pretty strong, ain't it?

Well, I don't think so.

But John, you
ain't got any proof.

Well, an aroused group of
citizens will get at the truth.

And I intend to
arouse the citizens.

When you came out here from
Philadelphia a year ago,

you said you'd
help me to fix it.

It did.

And it's been fixed.

I feel fine.

You ain't going to for long,
because an editorial like that

is a coffin builder.

Oh, perhaps.

But as a newspaper publisher,
it's my duty to protect

the people from wrong.

Why don't you let
the Marshal do it?

That's Jim Hackett's job.

Well, Marshal Hackett
can't do it, Smiley.

One piece officer can't fight a
coalition of crooked white men

and hostile Indians.

[gun shots]

You can't, either.

[crash]

[gun shots]

Missed him.

You see what I mean?

Nevertheless, I shall
continue to fight

Raybold and Selby editorially.

Well, I'm going to
stick to the badge boys.

And what's more, I'm
going to write a letter

to the territorial
governor and get

some more rangers around here.

Have you seen my
stick any place?

There it is.

Your luck holds
out, doesn't it?

Yup, I had them all.

What's a matter, Clint?

Randolph take your
gun away from you?

Shut up, you.

Just what did happen?

I had Randolph all set up,
and that fat headed printer

of his spoiled the play.

All right.

I told you to send a man who
knows how to handle a gun.

Look, I've taken all
I'm going to from you.

You're getting a little
too far out of line.

You think you're man enough
to push me back in line?

I'd have done it the first
day you joined the outfit,

only Art don't like trouble.

So instead of
beating your head in,

I've done a little
checking on you,

and I don't like what I find.

He calls himself Jack Austin.

His real name is Jack Autry,
and this man is his brother.

"Governor names new
territorial ranger.

Gene Autry appointed
to the force

to aid in war on lawlessness."

Well, if we got to questioning
names around here, a lot of us

will have to hunt cover.

Maybe my name was Autry.

Maybe this man is my brother.

If I went his route, I'd be in
the rangers, too, wouldn't I?

Raybold's been on
the snoop because he

knows what I think of him.

I'll tell him to
his flat ugly puss.

I think he's a coward.

That's enough.

Now is not the time to
fight among ourselves.

We have serious
trouble to deal with.

Randolph's getting dangerous.

His paper threatens the
protective association,

the hook up with the
Indians, everything.

You, Austin, or Autry,
whoever you might be.

You're always crying about
how you can throw a six gun.

All right.

You're going to take Randolph.

And this time, there won't
be any alibis for anybody.

[MUSIC PLAYING - GENE AUTRY,
"FIVE MINUTES LATE"]

SMILEY [SINGING]: I entertained
the idea of going forward.

I might as well for I'm
too nervous to steal.

I got no flare
for slick devices,

look for me when
you've got a crisis.

I'm the last man in, the
first man out on a deal.

I'm always five minutes
late and a dollar short.

I'm always five minutes
late and a dollar short.

Though I'm shaving, and
slaving, driving, and conniving,

I'm always five minutes
late and a dollar short.

Every day, the mint it
a-printing up more dough.

They'd print a million in
a hurry, don't you know.

I'll bet a buck
there's nothing to it,

but they'd never let me do it.

Gumming up the works,
messing up the deal.

Here I go.

I'm always five minutes
late and a dollar short.

I'm always five minutes
late and a dollar short.

I say, everyone can see that
fate's just laughing at me.

I'm always five minutes
late and a dollar short.

Tom Hickson, hello.

Hello, Smiley.

Glad to see you.

Let's see you, Smiley.

Well, glad ain't
the word for it.

John, I want you to
meet Captain Tom Hickson

of the Territorial Rangers.

One of the greatest
law men from way back.

Glad to know you, Captain.

For a newcomer, you've
made quite a reputation

for yourself.

Well, I've made
some enemies, too.

So Smiley wrote me.

Well, John can tell you
all about our troubles.

I'm tearing up type over here.

Sit down, Captain.

Thank you.

Do you care to name those
enemies, Mr. Randolph?

The men who are looting
this part of the territory,

Art Selby and Clint Raybold.

Just how are they looting it?

Well, if you're
a miner, you join

Raybold's Miners Protective
Association at a fat fee.

If you run cattle,
you join Selby's

Cattleman's
Protective Association

at an equally fat fee.

And if you don't join?

Then bandits rob
your oil trains,

and rustlers steal your cattle.

If that isn't enough
to bring you to terms,

then there are Indian
rights and murder.

We'll do the best
we can, Mr. Randolph.

I've got one man with me.

He's new, but he
seems like a good man.

Brought him along
to break him in.

Fella named Autry.

I've been trying to convince
John that Sycamora ain't like--

[gun shots]

That's my gun.

Well, we'll get the rifle.

[gun shots]

[gun shots]

[gun shots]

Autry, get that man.

[gun shots]

Where are the horses?

They spooked when
the shooting started.

I thought it more
important to help you.

Help me?

You let that man shoot Randolph.

I saw it.

Now you stay in my sight.

Get him in the Gazelle.

Right away.

We haven't got a thing.

Not a thing.

I can't even get good
descriptions of those bandits.

They were masked, Captain.

The man that killed
Randolph wasn't.

You saw him, Autry.

What did he look like?

There was a running
horse between me and him.

I couldn't give a good
description of him.

That isn't the kind of
eyesight we want in the Rangers.

Take off that badge.

I want to talk to those
people at the bank again.

You come with me, Hackett.

Autry, you stay here.

Gene, I've sure knowed
you for a long time,

but I never figured nothing
like this would ever happen.

Shut up.

Well, I ain't about to shut up.

Here you are, a
busted Ranger with--

Shut up, I said.

Now look, you're not
supposed to leave.

[gun shots]

You shot at me.

You're batty.

Pick up that rifle.

I saw you shoot
at me that time.

It was very thoughtful of
you to come to Custer City

after me, Mr. Smiley.

What on earth do you
have in that paper sack?

Well, you'll see later.

I'll get my ticket.

Well, what do you know?

The feller was right, wasn't he?

What feller?

That feller that said
this is a small world.

You working for
this stage line now?

It's the best way I know
to get back to Sycamora

without causing a lot of talk.

Is Tom Hickson going back
on that Randolph case?

I don't think so.

They're having a lot of
Indian trouble in the basin.

No Rangers to spare.

What are you going
back there for?

To finish a drop.

Come up here, Autry.

Here's a shipment of currency
for the Sycamora bank.

Stay with it.

Maybe we ought to have a
man we can trust on this job.

That's enough, George.

You'll take Autry and like him.

I'll take him, but I
don't have to like him.

Have a nice trip, Miss.

Thank you.

Now Miss Randolph,
this is Gene Autry.

How do you do?

I'm very glad to know you.

Please take good care of us.

I'll do my best.

[music playing]

You know, if you used to
sell the Gazette to me,

you wouldn't have
anything to worry about.

Sell Dad's paper?

I'm going to run
it until the men

who are responsible for his
death are hung for his murder.

Ah!

A rattlesnake!

That wasn't very funny.

I thought it was pretty good.

Hey.

Oh!

I do believe you are crazy.

Ah!

Here you go.

Oh!

I need a big-- the big-- the
kids ain't going to like that.

What kids?

Well, the kids in Sycamora.

See, I can't get nothing
for them in Sycamora.

So every time I
go to Custer City,

why, I get a whole bunch
of these jim fricks,

and you throwed it away.

Well, save them for
the kids in Sycamore.

[MUSIC PLAYING - GENE AUTRY,
"THE COWBOY BLUES"]

LYRICS: I had me a gal in Tulsa,
and I thought she was my own.

But she up and left me for
a whitey from San Anton.

She didn't even tell me
that she was leaving me.

Now I'm the lonesomest cowboy
down in the cow country.

Got the cowboy blues
as blue as I can be.

That old ol' beau howling at the
moon ain't got a thing on me.

Got a long gone lonesome feeling
that I just can't seem to lose.

I'm just a lonesome cowboy
singing the cowboy blues.

I'll sell my horse and saddle,
and catch me a cattle train.

Leave my troubles behind me,
and I'll never come back again.

Tell me more about that man.

I can't tell you nothing.

I don't know nothing about him.

Well, back home
there's some pretty

lurid tales about the West.

You suppose he
ever killed a man?

Well, I just
wouldn't be knowing.

I told you, I don't
know nothing about him.

I supposed his work
is pretty dangerous.

Yeah, everything is
dangerous around here.

I guess it is.

My father certainly found it so.

[gun shots]

Bandits!

[gun shots]

Is it a real hold up?

[gun shots]

Yeah, and they're
using real bullets.

Get down before
you get saturated.

[gun shots]

Oh, that tickles.

Stop it.

Oh!

Oh, let me out of here.

[gun shots]

They're getting
too close to town.

That was your brother driving.

You deliberately missed him.

As usual, you're wrong.

Why didn't you get him yourself?

Whoa!

Don't get excited, folks.

Everything's fine.

Bandit trouble but
everything is fine.

Get him to a doctor.

I'll take this to the bank.

Well, while you're at the bank,
we'll go see Marshal Hackett.

Just like that.

I'm shooting out the window.

Shooting both ways.

And up towards the stage this
feller just comes like this,

jumps up on the stage,
gets the driver,

and pulls him up on the stage.

Jumps down again
and gets the Ranger.

Jumps back up on the
stage and takes off.

How bad is the driver hurt?

Oh, not too bad.

Shot in the back.

He's mighty lucky.

If that guard hadn't grabbed
him, he'd have been killed.

And so would we.

Most likely, Miss.

What's the guard's name?

Well, uh, Autry.

Gene Autry.

Why, he's the one--

Yes.

He's the one.

He's the one that
saved our neck.

That's right, Marshal.

We've met before.

Yes, sir.

What are you doing
in Sycamora, Autry?

I plan to get a job and
stick around here for a while.

Well, I'm going
to see that you--

Then we've got to find a place
for you to live and some eating

accommodations.

Food is pretty good around
here in some places.

And then we've got to find
a place for your horse.

That's the first
thing we've got to do

is find a place for your horse.

And you-- why,
you've got to learn

the ropes over at the Gazette.

I've got to get you folks
out of here right away,

and get you started right.

Of all things, what in the
world do you think you're--

No time for questions now.

We've all got something to do.

Now the livery stable
is right down there,

and the office is
right over here.

We'll see you later.

[whistle]

Hi, boy.

Whoa.

Where's the boss?

Inside.

Thanks.

Say, ain't he the hombre
that brought in the stage?

Yeah, he's the
Ranger that was here

the day Randolph got plugged.

The Rangers fired him
for being a coward.

I don't know why.

All Rangers are
cowards, if you ask me.

Who made that remark about
all Rangers being cowards?

I did.

[gun shots]

Get out of here.

Get out of here, I said.

All of you.

Go on.

Go on, get out.

You, too.

Move.

Thanks.

Don't mention it.

I guess I owed you that one.

I came back here to
talk to you, Jack.

I don't do business
with Rangers.

I'm not a Ranger anymore.

Oh, wisen up, huh?

I got thrown out.

Thrown out because I
let you kill Randolph.

And why didn't you kill me?

My own brother?

You know I couldn't do that.

I would have winged you, but
that horse got in the way.

I came back to get you to
surrender to Marshal Hackett.

I don't like anything heavier
than the scarf around my neck.

You cooperate with
the law, you might

get off with manslaughter.

And spend 20
years with a prison

guard's Winchester at my back?

If you stick with
Raybold and Selby,

you'll wind up in Boot Hill.

Then send me some flowers.

Ever since we were kids, you
been telling me what to do.

You were always right.

I was always wrong.

Well, I'm getting
sick and tired of it.

Raybold and Selby
run a cow outfit.

I'm a cowboy.

There's no harm in my working
for their outfit, is there?

And remember this-- I'm Jack
Austin, and I do what I please.

You're Gene Autry,
a Ranger at heart.

And I don't like Rangers,
so stay out of my way.

I'm not saying it's easy for a
man to turn in his own brother,

but that's what I'd do.

If the Randolph killing
was all there was to it,

I do it, too, Smiley.

You mean that Indian trouble.

I mean the whole
Selby-Raybold criminal set up.

Turning Jack over to them
is not going to break it up.

Well, somebody
better break it up,

or they're going to break
up the whole territory.

And you can't do anything
if you can't prove it.

I think I've got a
way to get through.

Did my package arrive
from the stay station?

GENE: Right over there.

Oh, please open
it for me, Gene.

Did you bring my licorice?

Oh, Smiley.

Oh, be careful, Gene.

It's a surprise.

Well, when did you
start chewing tobacco?

What do you like best?

Long, green, or burley?

Oh, Smiley Burnett.

I hate these cuspidors, but I've
learned that with so many men

coming in you certainly
have to have one.

You're right-- or
wear rubber boots.

What do you catch
in this thing?

It's a gramophone.

Well, we don't
care about grandma.

What does it do?

It's a talking machine.

A talking machine?

Well, if it talks
to me, I'm going

to quit drinking even milk.

It plays the most
wonderful music.

Now listen.

[MUSIC PLAYING -
GENE AUTRY, "FETCH

ME DOWN MY TRUSTY FORTY FIVE"]

Mi, mi, mi.

BOTH [SINGING]: Fetch me
down my shooting iron,

I'm going hunting.

Fetch me down my trusty 45.

See the fire in my eye.

Watch the smoke when I go by.

Fetch me down my trusty 45.

I used to call my
cows with a whistle.

I used to call my
dog with a horn.

Harmonica is the thing
to wake the chickens.

Let the rooster sleeps
till late at morn.

BOTH: Fetch me down
my shooting iron.

I'm going hunting.

Fetch me down my trusty 45.

See the fire in my eye.

Watch the smoke when I go by.

Fetch me down my trusty 45.

They had a guy who
played the old bazooka.

Another feller
played the saxofleen.

Never in all my days seen the
gadgets them hillbilly fellers

played for me.

BOTH: Fetch me down
my shooting iron.

I'm going hunting.

Fetch me down my trusty 45.

See the fire in my eye.

Watch the smoke when I go by.

Fetch me down my trusty 45.

[door knocking]

Oh.

Hello, Little Wolf.

How, Selby.

Everything all
right with the Chief?

Sure, everything's good.

Chief say, plenty gold,
us two friends now.

They wait for Calvary
to take their fort.

And Chief want to know
if he take gold now.

Certainly.

Before the cavalry get there.

Does he want us to help?

Sure.

We'll leave in
about three hours.

Raybold will be back by then.

Raybold.

That's all you hear.

What do we need him for?

Because he's my
partner, that's why.

Now shut up and
get ready to ride.

You'd better word to the Chief.

Little Wolf go
now. [non-english]

That's Pete Little Wolf.

I don't know the gentleman.

You're lucky.

He's no gentleman.

You couldn't trust
him as far as you

could kick an anvil barefooted.

What do you reckon he's cooking
up with the Selby outfit?

Let's head him
off and find out.

Hey, wait a minute.

[gun shots]

That's no way to treat a
man looking for directions.

Behave yourself and tell me
how to get to Selby's ranch.

What do you want with Selby?

He hired me several days ago.

Said he had a big job coming up.

You hit plenty hard.

Me on big job, too.

We're going to take
plenty of gold, friend.

Oh, Selby ranch over there.

More better you hurry fast.

Him leave soon.

Thanks.

See you on the big job.

Yeah, we make plenty money.

I heard that about Brent.

That would be
Brent's trading post.

There's a lot of rich
gold mines around there.

And ever so often
the Cavalry sends

out a patrol to pick up the gold
and take it to Fort Ballard.

Can you locate
that Calvary patrol?

Well, it ought to be easy.

There's only one road out of the
trading post in the direction

they're coming from.

Then get started.

I'll try to get to Brent's
before Selby and the Indians.

And when you reach that patrol,
tell them to knock on it.

I'll just order them to.

Quit moving around!

Whoa!

[indians cheering]

[gun shots]

[gun shots]

Easy boy, easy.

I won't be an Indian long.

Him Shelby man.

[gun shots]

Hold it.

I said, hold it.

I'm a white man.
-That don't prove nothing.

There's white men out there
fighting with them Indians.

Well, I'm not one of them.

Where's Brent?

Well, over at the
strong room, I guess.

[gun shots]

Brent?

I'm Brent.

Who are you?

Never mind that now.

White men are behind this
attack to rob the strong room.

Well, I didn't need
you to tell me that.

I've sent for Cavalry detail.

We'll try to hold them
off until they get here.

[explosion]

[gun shots]

The strong room is over there.

[gun shots]

Come on!

[gun shots]

If that Calvary had of
got here five minute ago,

they could have saved
$100,000 in gold.

Was it all in dust?

Frankly, none of it.

I've got a crude
smelter in here.

And the gold is melted down
into bars for easier handling.

Any identification
marks on those bars?

Why, yes.

The lettering B-T-P, for
Brent's Trading Post,

is stamped on each bar.

Before too long, you may be
glad that gold was stolen,

Mr. Brent.

My partner should be with
that Calvary out there.

I'll try to find him.

I tell you that Jack
was responsible for Autry

being at Brent's place.

Oh, how could he be?

He was right here when Little
Wolf brought the information.

That's right.

And he stayed here until
we started for Brent's.

Something wrong?

You ought to know.

Shut up, Clint.

We were just trying
to figure out

how that ex-Ranger
brother of yours

horned into the play out
of Brent's trading post.

How would I know?

I was here when Little Wolf
brought the information.

I didn't leave your sight
until we got to Brent's.

I told you that, Clint.

Sure you did.

And I told you that
doesn't mean a thing.

There's a dozen ways that he
could have crossed this up.

I don't think he did.

But I don't like the idea
of this ex-Ranger being here

either.

You told me once that
you didn't have much use

for this brother of yours.

That's right.

He goes his way and I go mine.

That's not quite far
enough apart, Jack.

I want him killed.

And I'll tell you how.

You'll tell me
nothing, Raybold.

This is my job.

I do it my way.

Is that clear?

Is that clear?

Clear enough.

Austin was right, Clint.

You are a coward.

Now I want some
thought given to this.

I don't want you just to
ride into town and gun

this man down.

Anyhow, there isn't
too much time.

I want Autry accounted for
before we move the ore train.

I know what you want.

Maybe you were right about
some things the other day.

You know where the hanging
rock is out on the soft flats?

Yeah.

I'll be there at 3
o'clock this afternoon

if you want to talk things out.

I'll be there.

Don't try to sneak up on me.

Don't worry.

You'll know I'm coming.

[MUSIC PLAYING - GENE AUTRY,
"I'M A COWPOKE POKIN' ALONG"]

LYRICS: I'm a cowpoke,
poke, poke, poking along,

and I live a peaceful
life of ease.

I do my living where I please.

I'm a cowpoke poking along.

Got a pin pole, tow,
tow, towing the ground.

There's a hill ahead he'll have
to climb, but we won't rush.

We'll take our time.

I'm a cowpoke poking along.

I don't need money.

My clothes are all new.

That's why I'm
wearing this grin.

The day is sunny.

There's nothing to do and
plenty of time to do it in.

I'm a cowpoke poke,
poke, poking along.

Not a gal in Utah on my mind.

The only gal I left behind.

I'm a cowpoke poking along.

I'm a cowpoke poking along.

Just a cowpoke poking along.

Over here, Gene.

You'd better get down.

I'd hate to hurt a good horse.

You'd better out
of range, Champ.

He always was a bad shot.

JACK: That's far enough.

I won't miss from here.

Why didn't you let me have
it while I was riding in?

Because I wanted to show you
that I've got enough never

to do it while
you're looking at me.

Go ahead and shoot.

That's what I'm here for.

You hung around too long, Gene.

Some people got tired of you.

Let's have it.

That ought to add to your
reputation as a killer.

That's enough of that
kind of talk, Gene.

You want me to reach?

So you can always say
I tried to draw on you.

Stop it, I tell you.

Didn't you ever shoot
a man this close before?

What's a matter, Jack?

Scared?

Move again and I'll draw you.

Sure you will.

That's what you're here for.

Now I admire a man who
does what he's paid

for-- even if it is murder.

Go ahead and shoot.

[whinnying]

Look out, Gene.

[gun shots]

Let's have a look at that arm.

That's a long ways
from your heart.

Let's have a look
at your friend.

We'll send the Marshal
out here to pick him up.

Let's go.

So you brought your boss
along just in case you missed.

It's not true, Gene.

Raybold was out to get me.

He's hated me since the
day I joined their outfit.

That could be true.

And the whole thing was
spoiled on account of Champ.

I've got to do something
about that horse.

Something like gold
plated grain maybe.

Get on your horse.

Where are you taking me?

I'm going to surrender you to
the Marshal for the shooting

of John Randolph.

Now wait a minute, Gene.

This time I really mean it.

The other day in town you said
something about getting me a

break if I stopped fighting
the law and worked with it.

That's right.

There's a canteen on my saddle.

Let me get a drink, and
we'll talk this out.

Go ahead.

--[humming] Well, here's the
exchanges, late as usual.

That stage line just carries
them when they feel like it.

And while we're on the
subject of being late,

just where on Earth
have you been?

Where have I been?

Right where you told
me to go, of course.

I went to the bank, and
I paid the hardware bill,

and I went to the post office,
then I went to the bank.

-Oh, you went to the bank twice.
-I did not.

What I want to go to
the bank twice for?

You said so
yourself, you goose.

Oh, I never said
no such a thing.

Read that.

SMILEY: "Governor requests Gene
Autry resign from Ranger Force.

Authorities not satisfied
with explanation

of Randolph killing.

Governor Trainor has asked for
the resignation of Gene Autry

from the Territorial Rangers.

Autry would not or
could not satisfactory

explain his actions the day John
Randolph, prominent Sycamora

publisher, was shot and killed."

You knew Gene was a Ranger.

But I thought he left
the force honorably.

Well, it don't
say here he didn't.

Oh, stop quibbling.

Just what did happen the
day my father was killed,

and what did Gene Autry
have to do with his death?

Well-- well-- uh, I
don't rightly know.

You see, I wasn't exactly--
I didn't actually seen him.

Of course, some
folks say that Gene

might have shot the
fellow that killed him,

but I don't believe that.

Well, only Gene can answer that.

Answer what?

Why were you forced to
resign from the Rangers?

I'd rather not
answer that, Ann.

Well, then it's true.

You were involved in
my father's murder.

Not the way you think.

You don't understand.

Oh, don't I?

You and Captain Hickson were
sent here to protect Dad.

When you failed, one
of Selby's killers

shot him while the others
were holding up the bank.

Just what is your
price for protecting

a murderer, Mr. Autry?

SMILEY: Gee-ma-nee, Miss Ann.

Don't say things like that.

And why not?

Everything this man
has done convicts him

of working with the outlaws.

Well, he put up a
whale of a good fight

when the stagecoach
was attacked.

Of course he did--
to gain my confidence.

Now, wait a minute.

No, you wait.

My father was killed because he
would have run every bandit out

of this territory.

They didn't know what
was going to happen

to the Gazette crusade
after I inherited the paper.

They thought if they could
convince me that I owed a man

my life, that I'd trust him.

And then when they
wanted me out of the way,

they'd have a killer
handy to do it.

You don't really
believe that, Ann.

I'm so certain of it I'm
going to Marshal Hackett's

office right now
and have him swear

out a warrant for your arrest.

She'll do it, too.

If she swears out that warrant,
Hackett will have to serve it.

And he'll enjoy it.

Why enjoy it?

Well, he's not convinced that
you're the greatest citizen

that ever hit this town.

He'll throw you in
jail, and you'll

stay there till the circuit
court convenes in two months.

In the meantime,
Selby and Raybold will

have you shot 17 or maybe 18.

Smiley, I learned that Art
Selby is responsible for John

Randolph being killed.

It's true my brother fired
the shot, but he planned it.

And he's the man I want.

If I can't bring him back,
I might as well be shot.

Well, you will be shot
if you hang around here.

Oh no, I won't.

You find out what
Hackett's going to do.

Meet me tonight at Signal Rock,
and be sure nobody follows you.

I won't even bring my
shadow along with me.

Well, Ann certainly
signed your life away.

They got a warrant for
your arrest that long.

Well, they'll just
have to wait a while.

Longer than that,
I reckon, Gene.

SMILEY: Ooh, I'm
getting out of here.

[gun shots]

Art Selby wants to see you.

Well, well, well.

Mr. Gene Autry.
Sit down.

Sit down.

Will you have a drink?

A smoke?

No, thanks.

Don't use either one of them.

Oh, a man of exemplary
habits, I see.

Where did you get the printer?

I found him with Autry.

You've completely
vindicated yourself, Jack.

You have an unfortunate
choice in associates.

Now I'm going to have to include
you in my plans for Autry.

May I ask what are those plans?

Certainly.

You're going on a little trip.

To the nearest abandoned
mine shaft, I suppose.

Oh, farther than that.

And you should be interested
to know that you are riding

with the richest
train of loot that

was ever taken out of
the West since the days

of the Conquistadors.

That's ridiculous.

Where could you get that
much loot in one hold up?

Oh, many hold ups, Autry.

The gold from the Brent trading
post, two full wagon loads

of ore taken from the
Lucky Clover mine that'll

say the purist silver, the
take from the Sycamora Bank,

and a half a dozen others, a
dozen stagecoach robberies.

As a matter of fact, a
whole wagon train of riches.

You changing your headquarters?

Oh, no.

No.

I'm taking it across the border
where I've found a ready market

for the ore and bullion.

We're meeting the
wagon trains early.

You've got a long day's
ride ahead of you.

You'd better get some rest.

Take them away, boys.

All right, let's go.

Keep an eye on them, Red.

That brother of mine is tricky.

So is this Winchester.

We got it, Smiley.

Yeah, we got it.

We're going to get it-- a
bad case of bullet fever

before tomorrow night.

We've got the
evidence to convict

Selby of Randolph's murder.

And when we capture
that wagon train,

we'll get all the loot
from those robberies.

Now, all we got to
do is get out of here,

and then we can go
capture the wagon train.

Yeah, maybe we should.

It ain't bad enough
to get locked.

I gotta get locked up with a
feller that as crazy as a fox

eating bumble bees.

Everything OK?

They haven't peeped.

I told Selby everything
was all right,

but he can't sleep for
worrying about them.

Tell him to get his shuteye.

You're sure they're
still in there?

Well, we can look
through the window.

Gene, Gene.

See, I told you Jack and I
had set the whole thing up,

so we could get the evidence.

Follow me.

[gun shots]

Go on, Gene!

Go on, Gene.

It'll be daylight soon.

You've got work to do.

Get out of here.

This is my personal payoff.

[gun shots]

Marshal Hackett?

Hey, Marshal.

What's the idea of
breaking into my-- Autry.

You're under arrest.

I got a warrant for you.

Serve it on the road, Marshal.

We've got to get
a posse together.

We?

Yeah.

I can deliver the bandits
that's been raiding the country

and the loot all in one bundle.

Come on, get some clothes on.

While he's getting dressed,
we can save a lot of time

if you get that posse together.

You're thinking pretty
straight for a feller

who ain't had no sleep.

We're ready.

I got Colby to open up the store
and get us some cartridges.

You're thinking pretty
straight yourself, Smiley.

What do you think
you're doing, young lady?

I'm riding with
your posse, Marshal.

What made you think
I was forming one?

I heard all the commotion
and grabbed Smiley.

He tells me everything.

Well, she should know.

Especially because of the
way she's felt about Gene.

That's right, Gene.

But she shouldn't ride with us.

Oh, but I should, Gene.

I'm no stranger to a
horse, and I can handle

a six shooter if I have to.

Say, you sound just like your
dad from what I've been told.

I'm sorry about that, Gene.

All of it.

I know you're not to blame
for your brother's wrongdoing.

And well, he's paid for it.

Let's start from here, shall we?

This is a good place
for a beginning.

I'm riding with this posse.

Then I'll have to
make you a deputy.

Thank you, Marshal Hackett.

And I'll have to
deputize you, too, Gene.

I'll ride out to Baker's
Ranch and pick up his cowboy.

We can use them.

And you bring these
men along, and we'll

meet on Lookout Ridge.

Yes, sir.

Here they come!

Ya!

[gun shots]

[gun shots]

Ya!

Ya!

[gun shots]

I took this from you, Gene.

And I'm mighty
proud to be the one

to pin it back on by special
order of the Governor.

Thank you, sir.

You know, Gene,
your brother Jack

would have made a
good Ranger, if he'd

only gone the right way.

I guess courage runs
in the Autry family.

I'm glad to hear you say
that about Jack, Captain.

The governor wants a detailed
report from you, too, Marshal.

You'll have to give me
a hand with that, Gene.

I'll be glad to right now.

Come on over to the office.

You'd better come along, Tom.

All right.

I won't be long.

Gene certainly makes
a handsome Ranger.

Well, I don't know about that,
but I got a sneaking feeling

he's going to be in
the newspaper business

before very long.

He'll make a
handsome editor, too.

Yeah, and I've got a good job
for him on the Women's page

all picked out, too.

Oh, you.

No!

No!

Help, Gene!

She's trying to me.

Help!

Help!

That's all.

SMILEY: Help, Gene!

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