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Here's adventure.

Here's romance.

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

The Cisco Kid.

(telegraph clicking) (horse approaching)

Heard anything yet, Whitey?

Nothing we knew.

Look, Bart, maybe they're wise to us.

Let's head off to the boarder.

No, it's gonna work.

Wells Fargo's got to notify the bank what stage that gold

shipment is on, and we're gonna get the message

at the same time.

Well, the law ain't stupid, you know?

We did this four times before and somebody's bound to

figure out we're tapping these wires.

Now, look, nobody but me is doing any figuring.

(telegraph clicking) What's it saying?

Nothing important.

We ain't got much time.

Slade and me passed riders about five miles back.

Could be part of a posse.

If they catch us at this, we'll hang.

They ain't gonna catch us.

(telegraph clicking) What's it say now?

Northridge.

Bank shipment...

being sent today.

(telegraph clicking) Details later.

Signed, Adams, Wells Fargo...

(telegraph clicking) Well, come on, finish it.

But that's all the message.

What stage?

Hey, I don't know what stage, Bart, you heard the message.

All right, we'll wait.

You should've pushed me!

I'll never be able to fix this thing, and we'll never

get that shipment.

You're wrong, Whitey.

We're gonna get that message the easy way.

Get on your horse and follow me.

What's the matter, Pancho?

What's the matter, Cisco, Loco's got a loose shoe again.

Why does he do this every time we're away from a blacksmith

shop?

Now, I got to walk all the way to town.

By the time I get there, I will need a new pair of shoes.

Well, Pancho, you can't ride Loco like that.

It couldn't be too long a distance from here.

That Jethro barn is around here somewhere.

Oh, Cisco, that Jethro barn, you know that place,

it's always empty, nobody there.

Well, we'll stop there anyhow.

There maybe some tools lying around, and I can fix Loco's

shoe myself.

Uh, but, Cisco, how far and where is that Jethro barn?

Not too far from here.

It's over that hill over there.

Oh.

Say, Pancho.

I'll never forget when I received the wire

that the Jethro house burned down.

You mean when the house burned down

they give you a little piece of wire?

Oh, no, Pancho.

Not wire like that.

They sent me a telegram.

They sent a message through a wire.

(chuckling) What, Cisco, they sent a message

through the little bit of a wire like...

Never mind, Pancho.

Look, would you like me to fix Loco's shoe

or would you like to go back to the town we came from, huh?

No, Cisco, I don't want to go back there.

Jails-- Oh, they're too cold.

All right then, Let's go to the Jethro barn.

Come on, let's went.

(laughing) We're getting close now.

And when we get there, what?

Maybe Stevens and his gang, maybe nothing.

Well, that's all it has been, nothing.

Look, I-- Now, you look.

I'm tired of your belly-aching.

This is cow country, not the city.

When you learn that, you'll make a good deputy.

Well, I thinks still think-- (metal clanking)

Wait a minute.

Hear that?

That's Stevens and his gang holed up in the old Jethro barn.

Let's go.

Hey!

(laughing) Cisco, I got the shoe on

good and tight on Loco.

Well, I forgot to file his finger nails.

I want to file-- Pancho, you better make sure

it's tight because we have a long ride ahead of us.

If we don't get arrested, huh?

We'll be all right.

You know, the posse made a mistake.

They thought we were part of that Stevens gang.

Well, they don't know we know the sheriff

to the next town.

(both laughing) Hey, Cisco, you know,

I can't forget what I remember what you told me about

sending a message through those little wires.

But I do, Pancho.

You remember, I used to be a telegrapher.

I talk to a lot of people that way.

You talk to a lot of people and they talk to you, Cisco?

Of course.

Through that little-bitty wire?

(laughing) I suppose pretty soon

you're gonna told me that that wire is hollow, eh?

No, Pancho, those wires are solid.

Well, then how could you-- you--

They send a current through the wire.

Oh. Cisco, don't do that.

You fooling me again send a currant.

I suppose pretty soon you're gonna told me

using grapes and berries and oranges--

Pancho, they send an electric current through the wire.

Electric current through the wires, huh?

You know, Cisco, I am so dumb as I think I am.

I have tasted lots of different kind of currant.

Red currant, black currant, and--

I suppose pretty soon you're gonna tell me that

the electric currant is awfully good to eat with a cream

and a sugar, huh?

Listen for me-- Me, I like frijoles, tortillas--

(speaking Spanish) Only two horses there,

there should be three men.

Probably lost a horse.

That's why they holed up here.

You go around the front, come in the back.

(chuckling) Hey, Loco, I give you a nice,

new shoe.

Now, don't you lose it.

Now, I'm gonna file them a little bit and fix

your finger nail, yeah.

Don't move, mister.

You're covered.

Senor, put that gun away.

I-- I am Pancho.

Shut up and start walking toward that barn.

And don't be smart and try and call your pals.

There nobody in this barn, Senor Bandito.

Bandit? Mister, I'm the law.

The-- the law?

Why didn't you told me?

Me and Cisco-- So you have got pals.

All right, over this way and don't make a sound

or you'll get a bullet.

Senor, I'll be as quite as little mices.

Well, don't-- don't-- All right, move.

Hey, Sheriff, I got one.

How about-- Hey-- hey, what goes on here?

Put your gun away, Harry.

These men don't belong to the Stevens gang.

But, Sheriff, I-- I said put your gun away.

This is the Cisco Kid and that's Pancho.

They're friends of mine.

Glad to see you, Cisco.

Heard you were down Mexico way.

By golly, I wish we were there now and not here

getting a gun stuck at your face,

stuck on your back.

I'm sick of it.

We were in Sonora.

But you know how long Pancho and I stay any place.

We should go, we've been here too long now.

Let's went, come on.

Wait a minute, Pancho.

Sheriff, is this Stevens gang very tough?

Plenty, but they can't last.

They just missed being trapped two days ride north of here.

I still say we'll never ride that gang down.

Cisco, this Stevens is plenty smart.

When he and Slade broke out of jail, they took Whitey

with them.

So?

So Whitey was a telegrapher.

And it's my theory that Whitey's tapping the telegraph wires

and finding out when the gold shipments are

being sent.

See what I mean, Cisco?

Theories, notions, ideas...

Why don't you keep your mouth shut 'til you can

find something to say.

All right, I'll shut up.

I'll go bring down our horses.

Wait a minute, Sheriff.

You're too impatient.

His reasoning is not stupid.

Not stupid?

Look, Cisco, I've been running down these crooks for 20 years.

I don't know much about this telegraphing business,

but I can read trail sign.

How can you listen without a station?

Well, that's easy, Mr. Sheriff.

You-- you just send-- send the raisins through

the wire.

I-- I mean, you send cur-- Um, then you-- Cisco, you--

you told him about the fruit.

Raisins, currants, fruit?

Pancho, what are you talking about?

Oh, Cisco, the shoe is already on Loco, let's went,

huh?

Wait a minute, Pancho.

I think we better help the Sheriff.

Why waste your time, Cisco?

He'll just ride me all over these hills for the rest

of the day and find nothing.

Don't mind him, Cisco.

He's just sore because the voters of this county

decided my experience would be a lot better than

his newfangled theories.

The voters?

Sheriff, bunch of broken-down old cow pokes afraid to change

with the times.

And you're the worst of the lot.

You won't listen to anybody.

Wait a minute, amigo.

Take it easy.

All right, I'll meet you on your own ground.

I can outthink, outride, and outshoot you.

Let me take charge for just one day, and I'll prove it.

You're crazy, Harry.

Maybe not.

I'll shoot against you.

If I win, I take over for one day.

If I lose, I'll shut up.

You're gonna lose, senor, because the sheriff is the best

crack-up shooter I never see.

We'll see.

Well, how about it, Sheriff?

You got nerve enough to do it?

Well, I-- It may not be legal.

You mean you might lose.

What do we shoot?

Each other?

Oh, no, no.

That would be very bad.

Wait a minute, I'll find something.

Those bottles over there.

(chuckling) Here, these ought to do.

I think you better shoot from the front of the platform

over there.

This one is for you, Harry.

Sheriff, you can take this one.

(guns click) Now, I'll fire a shot

in the air.

That'll be the signal for you to draw and fire.

Ready?

Ready here.

Ready any time.

(gunshot) Well, Sheriff, it seems

you're a little slow.

Trick shooting.

All right, you're acting sheriff for one day.

One day, mind you, and no more.

That's all I need.

Now, you like riding, so you and Cisco ride

the telegraph line up to the bluff looking for

trail sign.

Trail sign?

That's right.

I figure the Stevens gang is still around here

and may try one more job.

Now, they many have already tapped the wires so be careful.

And you, senor?

Me and Pancho will head out for the Salt Flat station.

I've got a couple of messages to send.

How 'bout it, Pancho, okay with you?

Well, no, it ain't all right with me, but we might as well

went, I guess.

All right, we'll join you there.

And now, Harry, if you don't mind, I have

a little suggestion.

There is more to this business than just playing

target shooting, be careful.

I'll be all right.

Now, we'll meet you there.

Get him out of sight, Slade.

I'm gonna keep watch outside.

Whitey, go sit down there.

Go on.

Here, you're the new telegrapher at Salt Flat.

Well, Sheriff, inspecting this line is gonna be

a long ride.

A foolish one too.

Well, the quicker we go, the quicker we get back.

Now, you'll see the way the law should be handled.

Yeah, I suppose.

Come on, I got a couple messages to send.

You men want something?

Yes, I want to send a couple of messages.

Sorry, mister, I got orders to keep this wire open

for Sheriff's Department.

Well, he's-- he is the sheriff.

And how you keep-- How do you open a wire?

You're not the regular operator.

You're Whitey. Hold it!

Hold it right there, mister, don't move.

That's right, don't nobody move.

All right, draw your gun easy, mister, and lay it on the table.

Get out here, Slade.

I like the old way of handling the law.

Shut up, I'll do the talking.

I didn't say something.

Look, Stevens, this place is surrounded.

Now, be smart and-- Now, look, there ain't nobody

outside.

I just watched you ride up.

All right, you two, get in the back room, come on!

Bolt the door, Slade.

There, that ought to hold them.

Come on, buck up, Whitey.

We'll, be out of this territory by midnight.

Well, maybe.

Gold or not, as soon as it gets dark, I'm heading out of here.

This door's padlocked tight, Pancho.

And this window's all nailed up tight too.

So is this one.

You can't get out them cracks, it's too little.

Shh.

They-- why you say, "Shh?" They know we're here.

(whispers) They're talking.

Well, so?

So, they're expecting a message about a gold shipment.

That's what you say up in the barn.

I wish I was back in the barn again.

I wish I was any place but here.

I could do it.

Huh?

I could do it.

Do what?

I can send a message to Stevens

from the next station.

All we got to do is to go out and send a message

and come back and-- What's the matter?

You all right?

I'm fine.

I think you're loco.

I can cut these wires, tap the two ends together

to create a spark, and send a message

to the next room.

What good will that do?

I can tell them that gold shipment's being

sent now.

Maybe they'll go out after it.

Maybe they shoot us first.

Well, it's worth a try.

We got nothing to lose.

(telegraph clicking) That's us.

(wire beeping) (telegraph clicking)

The gold left over an hour ago.

That stage should be almost at the crossroads by now.

Then let's go.

Wait a minute, what about them?

This could be a trick.

Slade, you're gonna stay here until we get back.

Hey, you in there!

Yeah, what do you want?

Me and Whitey are riding out for a little bit.

Now, Slade is gonna be here watching that door so be smart.

Be dumb and Slade shoots, you understand?

Yeah, we understand.

Come on, let's go.

We can be back inside of two hours.

I guess, it didn't work.

Why don't we wait a little while

and send Senor Slade a message and tell him the others

need him.

Pancho, you're wonderful.

Oh, that wouldn't work.

He wouldn't know what I was sending.

I guess, we're stuck here.

I just hope Cisco and the sheriff don't fall

for the same trap.

(chuckling) Cisco don't trap so easy.

Let's turn back.

Wait a minute, Sheriff.

See that pole over there.

Looks like somebody has been climbing on it.

Come on.

What is that?

This is a sounder.

A tapping machine.

Somebody must've tapped those wires.

But now the machine is busted.

Well, why would they want to bust it?

Say, they must've gotten that message about

the gold shipment.

And then Stevens figured that he didn't have any more use

for it.

He probably have the gold by now or killed somebody

trying to get it.

Harry was right, I should've listen to him.

Wait a minute, maybe we still have a chance.

Now, I can't receive a message on this thing anymore.

But maybe I can send a message out, see,

with these two wires.

And if it reaches Pancho and Harry at Salt Flat,

they may be able to save the gold shipment.

Go ahead and try it.

Yeah.

Hold the reins.

I'm going to have try to cut that main wire.

(gunshot) Now we'll see.

Here's the water, eh.

Just a minute, Pancho.

Qué passo? What are you-- A little party for Slade

out there.

A party for Slade?

After all he do to us, a party-- I won't go.

Afraid it's not that kind of a party, Pancho.

He won't enjoy this one.

He won't? Why not?

I've attached the wires to the knob and the sack.

Now, we put a little water on here.

Anybody touching the knob and the wet sack at the same

time will get shocked.

Shocked? Nobody can be more shocked than I am

who think a sheriff like you giving a party to all those

banditos.

But you don't understand, Pancho.

Look, anybody touching the knob will ground the current

and it'll go right up here.

Oh, currants and current.

All you and Cisco can think about is fruit.

You mean if I press the knob and ground the currant--

Wait, Pancho, you'll get hurt.

Oh, gee, get hurt-- currants and knobs

and electricity.

I-- I wish Cisco was here.

Something is wrong.

There's no electricity.

What's that mean?

Well, it means that the wire, the main wire,

has been cut either between here

and Salt Flat or at Salt Flat.

There must be trouble there.

Come on.

I'll take you the short way.

I still say it was a trick, and I figuring I'm finding out

what kind if I have shoot the truth out of that kid.

Well, if it was a trick, it was meant for us.

Now, let's get out of here.

Ahh, shut up and keep watch out here.

Get those two hombres out here, Slade.

You in there, get out here.

(cries out) Don't make me shoot, mister.

You should've shot quick.

Would've been murder.

What do you think it's gonna be for us?

There's more than Pancho and Harry in there that's

for sure.

They have a man on guard.

Just look a little closer around this boulder.

Get up, Slade.

(gunshots) He's seen us.

Go get your gun.

That means trouble.

Cover me, I'm going in.

We got to get out of here.

But first there's a little something I want to

take care of.

(gunshots) (grunting)

I'll take the prisoners in town and send the wagon back.

See you in town, Harry.

Sheriff.

What is it?

I found out being law isn't all book learning.

It' ain't all guns either, Harry.

We'll make a good team, kid.

Thanks, Sheriff.

See you in town.

Sure.

Come on, let's go.

Thanks, Pancho, Cisco.

Thanks for everything.

You're welcome, Harry.

You know, this place looks awful dirty.

I think I'll go get the broom and sweep up a little bit, huh?

Look out, Pancho!

Why?

Look out for the wires.

Oh, the wires-- the wires is like--

(cries out) What happened, Pancho?

Cisco, no more of your electric currants.

From now on, I'm only gonna eat strawberries.

(laughing) Oh, Pancho!

(both laughing) Oh, Cisco.

Adios, until we see you again, amigos.

Hasta la vista.