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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."

(Pancho snoring) (Pancho snoring)

Hey, Pancho, there's a very nice spring over there.

(snoring) Hey, Pancho!

Pancho!

Where are the horses, amigo?

Oh, the horses-- the horses are eating grass over there.

(birds singing) Come on.

What a terrible way to wake up a man.

No-- over there.

Shh, shh!

Hold on to them.

I just heard somebody moving around.

Come on.

All right, take off up the road and keep going.

I'll cover you.

Yah!

Yah, yah!

(gunfire) Wow, Pancho, he's quick.

Cisco, let's get our horses and go after that coyote.

It's too late now, amigo.

His partner has got our horses and he's already escaped.

Cisco, what kind of a man is that would-- he take a man's

horse away from him way out here in the middle of nowhere?

I don't know, amigo, but I promise you, I'll find out.

Well, how we gonna do that without our horses?

We'll just walk.

Come on.

Walk? Ay de mio, walk?

What's the matter?

What about our saddles?

Oh, our saddles.

We'd better hide them away until we can come back for them.

Come on, let's walk.

Cisco, walk?

I can't think about it.

A vaquero walking?

That's a disgrace.

Well, Pancho, I know that's a disgrace, but it'll get us

there.

Come on, amigo, come on.

Here we go.

What's the matter, amigo?

Are your feet bothering you?

"What's the matter, amigo?" Is my feet bothering me?

I leave them behind about two miles ago.

Cisco, how much more far we gotta go?

There is a barn over there, Pancho.

A barn?

They got horses there?

Well, there's a corral behind it.

Maybe we can buy a couple of horses.

Then we can pick up the trail of the bandits.

Buy a couple of horses?

If they had a donkey there, I would kiss him right between his

ears.

(laughter) Vamanos, amigo.

Come on.

There is nobody he-- (gunfire)

Hey, hold your fire!

All we want to do is buy a couple horses.

(gunfire) Come on.

Cisco, it look like he don't want to do business with us, eh?

I can't figure this out.

What do you think, Pancho?

Well, as I say, Cisco, if it don't look like he wants to do

business and he wants us to went, then I'm ready whenever

you are.

All right.

I don't think he's really trying to hit us, but let's get out of

here anyhow.

Come on.

Well, Pancho, there we are-- Circle Bar Ranch.

Joe Friendly, owner.

Well, where there's a ranch, there's horses, amigo.

Well, his name is Friendly.

(gunfire) Yeah, why don't you come out and

fight like mans?

Save your breath, amigo.

They're not fighting.

The way they keep missing us, they're just warning us to keep

moving.

Yeah, unless somebody's a pretty bad shot, Cisco.

Either way, let's go before their aim improves.

Come on.

Joe Friendly.

Look, Cisco, a cabin, huh?

Doesn't look very good, Pancho, but that's the best

we've had offered today.

You know, Cisco, since I see that cabin, my feets begin to

feel better already.

(laughter) Come on, let's went.

Hello? Hello?

Anybody here?

Well, Pancho, there doesn't seem to be anybody around.

Okay, Cisco, as long as there is a place to rest, eh?

Ooh!

(laughing) Look at that.

Oh, Cisco, that's nice and soft.

Why don't you try it, eh?

In a little while, amigo.

(laughing) Cisco, you know what makes me

all the madder, huh?

What?

Ain't nobody to see and nobody to shoot and nobody to

holler at.

Cheer up, amigo.

Here-- somebody's coming now.

Who? Who it is, Cisco?

I don't know.

You'd better stay there.

There's a man on horseback, and he's following our trail.

Do you remember the cheese in the mousetrap?

Cheese in the mousetrap?

Yeah.

Well, for the moment, you be the cheese.

No, I would rather be the mousetrap, Cisco.

Come on, lie down, Pancho.

Lie down.

(grunting) (singing in Spanish)

(laughing) This little piglet go to market.

This little devil-- this little piglet here, he on the range.

And this little piglet got no Mama.

(laughing) Let me find the other little

piglet.

And this little piglet is strange.

And this little piglet, he get-- Don't reach for your gun.

I want to talk to you.

Why-- why, what do you want to talk about?

Wait-- don't hit me.

I came here to help you.

All right, start talking.

I'm on your side.

I'm your friend.

Is that your name-- Joe Friendly?

No, it's Barton-- Carl Barton.

You were trailing us, Mr. Barton.

Why?

Because I had to talk to you, even if they kill me for it.

They? Who are they?

They may be watching us now, but if you'll come to my place

right after dark tonight, I'll tell you the whole story.

Do you expect us to let you go so you can shoot at us again?

But I wasn't shooting at you.

I need your help-- and you need mine.

But why should we trust you?

Would you rather trust me or kill me?

Where is your place?

Now, listen, I'll tell you how to get there-- so, you stay

off the main road.

Just keep going straight.

Well, Mr. Barton, this was very good.

Thank you very much, sir.

Hey, muchisma gracias, senor.

You know what, Cisco?

I think I never had something like this since Mama Maria used

to make that mole de la horlota, you remember, huh?

Oh, boy, that was good, eh, Cisco?

You remember?

(laughing) How can I forget it?

For a full three days afterwards, I felt like I had

swallowed a red hot branding iron.

Why, I had to carry two canteens full of water all the time just

to keep from burning up.

(laughter) You looked just like a fire

house, huh, Cisco?

She made it good, though.

Mama Maria put in the red peppers, you know, the-- those

red ones, you know, and then the chile rellenos, with a little

sprinkle of oregano on top.

Oh, boy, when you eat that, you don't need to have chicken.

(laughing) Pancho.

Please, Pancho, do me a favor.

Don't remind me of that so soon after dinner, amigo,

please.

(laughing) Well, Mr. Barton, maybe you

would like to tell us about your troubles now?

Well, you've both heard of Brace Haskell?

Well, of course.

Brace Haskell has one of the greatest ranches in the west.

That's right.

His headquarters is only a couple of miles from here.

Brace Haskell is the man who is behind everything that's

happened to you today.

Brace Haskell?

But why would a man like that do a thing like this?

Because of his son, Jerry Haskell, a cold-blooded killer.

Jerrys Haskells?

(laughing) I did never heard of him.

Most people haven't.

Outside of this part of the country, Brace Haskell has

protected him.

Otherwise, he would have wound up on the end of a rope a long

time ago.

He's murdered three men that I know of-- maybe more.

He's kill crazy.

And his father protects him?

Let's put it this way.

Brace tries to protect us all from Jerry.

Well, then, this Mr. Haskell is a good man.

At least he has good intentions.

But good intentions won't bring my son back to life.

Your son?

Yes.

Jerry Haskell shot him down less than ten days ago.

The boy never had a chance.

I raised my son to be a rancher, not a gunslinger.

I'm very sorry, Mr. Barton.

I'm very sorry to hear that.

Yeah, I am sorry too.

You know, it's too bad a thing like this has to happen.

But don't you see it all now?

That's why Matt Pearson stole your horses.

Matt is Haskell's foreman, and he's real tough.

That's why they shot at you every time you came near anyone.

Yeah, but this Haskell is only one man.

But everyone in the area is afraid of him.

What he doesn't own, he controls, and when he heard you

were headed this way, he naturally figured you were

coming after Jerry.

That's why he put Matt and the crew on your trail-- to show you

that he meant business.

Yes, I understand it all now.

Was Brace right?

Did you come after his son?

No, we didn't.

As a matter of fact, we haven't heard of him until tonight.

I guess it was too much to expect-- the three of us taking

on Haskell's army.

You know, Mr. Barton, I have a feeling that Mr. Haskell's

army has already started a battle.

Did he think he could get away with this hiding the

horses?

I have a pretty good hunch where they're keeping them, but

it'd be daylight before you could get there, and whoever

they've got up there is probably a crack shot with a rifle too.

I've been shot at so many times today that I feel like I'm

getting used to it.

Mr. Barton, may I borrow your horse, sir?

(gunfire) (gunfire)

Quick-- around the side of the house-- see if you can get

him from the window.

You got any more bullets, Mr. Barton?

No, they're all gone.

I got two left.

(gunfire) (gunfire)

Cisco!

He got hit!

Let's get out of here!

Cisco, I'm glad to see you.

Look.

(laughing) No bullets.

Where is Senor Barton?

He's inside.

He's hurt.

Thanks.

It could have been worse.

Sure, it could have been worse.

We'd better get you a doctor.

No, I'll be all right now.

You'd better get away while you can.

Get away?

What are you talking about, get away?

We just got here, and we have a lot to do.

No, I must have been crazy.

Haskell's too strong.

Too many men.

(laughing) What do you think about that,

Pancho?

Well, I think between Haskell and wes, it's about even, I

think.

Just about.

Let's go.

Come on, let's hurry.

Let's went, huh?

No, Matt, you've got to handle it my way.

You're the boss, Mr. Haskell.

All I do is take orders and bring reports.

Oh, I'm sure you've done the best you could, Matt.

Up till now, you've had my hands tied.

It's time you untied 'em.

No!

Look, the Cisco Kid and Pancho have got their horses

back.

We've got to figure they're headed this way.

I can stop 'em.

Oh, can you?

Yeah, but you've got to withdraw your orders.

You've got to let me and the boys shoot to kill.

And I say no.

There's been too much killing already.

My son took care of that.

Well, what do we do about Jerry?

Just hand him over?

He's still my son and I still have to protect him.

You take him up into the foothills and hide out.

We tried that once.

He wouldn't buy it.

Well, he's got to this time.

You keep him up there until Cisco and Pancho get tired of

looking for him.

Come on.

Suppose Jerry won't listen to reason?

You may use force if it's absolutely necessary.

Hold it, Jerry!

That's for him, anyway.

What do you want?

Do you want to add me to the list of men you've already

killed?

What'd you come here for?

Well, you've wanted out of here.

All right, this is your chance.

What's the catch?

There's been some trouble.

Matt's going to take you up into the hills.

You'll hide there until it's safe to return.

To what?

Back here to your own private jail?

You'd be much better off here than in the hands of the law.

It's still a jail.

Give me some money, a horse, and a gun and let me go.

No!

I'm not turning you loose to kill again.

All right, then.

I'll take my chances here.

I can't let you stay here and be trapped.

After all, you still are my son.

I'll still take my chances here.

Get away from that door!

Give me the gun, Jerry.

Stay back or I'll kill you!

Let him go, Brace.

I'm warning you.

(gunshot) (gunshot)

Cisco, I don't like it in here.

It's too quiet.

Quiet is better than to have bullets whistling past your

ears, Pancho.

Oh, Cisco, don't talk like that.

Say, Pancho, there doesn't seem to be anybody around here.

Maybe they have him hidden here someplace.

Let's look upstairs.

Hey, Pancho, look here.

Cisco, this one is still alive.

He's the foreman I see at Mr. Barton's house.

Jerry, Jerry.

Mr. Haskell, Mr. Haskell.

Do you know who I am?

Yes.

Where is your son?

Did he do this to you?

Where's Matt and how is he?

He's still alive.

I asked you, sir, where is your son?

I can't tell you that.

I'll find him sooner or later.

The only question is, how many more men must die just because

of you?

(groaning) Oh...

You'll live.

You'll be all right in a few weeks.

You were luckier than the others.

Wait.

If I tell you, will you promise me one thing?

What's that?

Promise to take him alive.

But that might be impossible.

You must promise me this.

He's my son.

I can't forget that, even now.

All right, you have my word.

Thank you.

I know where he'll go.

He'd go through the arroyo and then to the border.

You can beat him there because you can stay with the road.

Thank you.

Here-- let me lean you against this chair.

Hey, Pancho.

I'm going after him.

You stay here and help these two men.

But Cisco, don't you need me with you?

Pancho, if you go with me, this one may die.

Adios.

(horse neighing) I think-- I think my leg's

broke.

Come on, up.

Well, I guess this is good-bye.

I want to thank you boys for all you've done.

Now that your job is finished, I guess you'll be moving on.

Not quite yet, Mr. Barton.

It takes one more thing to call this job finished.

Why don't you and Haskell bury this grudge of yours?

It's a little more than a grudge, Cisco.

I've lost a son, thanks to Brace Haskell.

I know that, and so does Haskell.

As a matter of fact, his son is in jail now, awaiting his trial.

I think he'd like to do any little thing to make it up to

you and the others.

Yeah, you know, you gotta even give a mad dog a chance to

bite you the second time, don't you?

I guess I know what you boys are talking about.

I'll go over and see him the first chance I get.

I'll tell him to let bygones be bygones.

I think Mr. Haskell would like to hear that right now.

Mr. Haskell, come right in, sir.

Hello, Brace.

Carl, thank you for letting me come here.

Well, now that you are friends again, the job is

finished, so adios.

We hate to see you go.

Well, we hate to go too, but Pancho tells me that there is

something very important going on down south, and we must be

there very fast.

What is it?

Oh, the most important thing in the whole world.

Mama Maria has made us some more mole de la horlota with the

chili peppers.

Oh, Pancho!

Oh, Cisco!

(laughter) Adios!

Until we see you again, amigos!

Hasta la vista!