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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!

(gunfire) They're shooting, Cisco,

this way, look.

Come on, let's see.

(gunshot) (gunfire)

Agh.

There goes two grand fighting men after me own heart.

I'll work on him from up above.

Hey, Pancho.

Yeah?

Looks like they holed up on top of that embankment.

You keep them busy.

I'll go around.

I'll keep them busy, all right, Cisco.

(gunshot) (gunfire)

Ah, hello, my bonny lad.

Dad, dad!

Uncle Mac is here!

Well, how's my bonny lad?

You wore your kilt, just like you said you would!

Didn't I tell you I would on your 12th birthday?

Boy, look at that.

How's it been going with you, MacDougall?

Oh, I had a wee bit of trouble on the trail, but I'll

tell you 'bout that when I take the money out the Fargo office.

Can I go with you?

Well, I don't see why not.

Gosh, I can't wait till my friends see you in your kilt.

You got more nerve than I have, Mac.

You wouldn't catch me dead in that outfit in this man's

country.

Tom!

You can't keep your tongue between your teeth when you're

talking about my kilts.

This tartan has been the tartan of the MacDougalls for 1,200

years.

(laughing) I was only joshing, Mac.

All right.

Did you really run into trouble on the trail?

Aye, that I did.

There were three outlaws, but I sent 'em hightailing in good

fashion.

It made me think of the time I used to ride with The Cisco Kid.

I almost forgot to tell ya.

Your old friend's gonna be in town today.

And who might that be?

Your sidekick, The Cisco Kid.

The Cisco Kid.

I'll bet you can hardly wait to get together, and talk about

the times you rounded up all those outlaws.

You count all them stories I used to tell you about, me

riding with The Cisco Kid?

All of 'em.

Mm.

Well, laddie, I don't how to tell you this, but The Cisco Kid

and I-- Ah, we'll talk about it later.

Let's hurry, Uncle Mac, or we'll be late for my party.

Hold it.

Back there, and don't make a sound.

Now, you just hand me those saddlebags, and nobody'll get

hurt.

Don't give it to him, Uncle Mac.

You'll learn never to argue with a gun.

Now, you're playing it smart.

You've got the money, now get out!

You're no fighter.

You're scared!

Dad!

Come back!

Dad! Dad!

(gunshot) (gunshot)

Pancho, sounds like trouble in town.

We've had so much trouble today, who cares about little

bit more, let's went, huh?

Andale.

Oh, he held me up and robbed me.

Come over here, Mac, where you can sit down.

There we are.

You see who it was?

Oh, nay, he weared a mask.

What happened?

MacDougall was robbed of the Fargo receipts.

Why did they steal his pants too, Cisco?

Pancho, those are his native clothes.

He wears the kilts very much like we wear-- well, like we

wear our sombrero.

Yeah, but we wear our sombrero to keep the sun out of

our eyes, Cisco.

And he wear the skirts to keep the-- well, I don't know.

Who you got there?

Oh, this quiet man over here?

He's a bandito we catch up in the hills.

This is wasting time.

Sheriff, if you'll lock him up, I'll ride with you.

Maybe we can pick up the bandit's trail.

All right.

Billy, go fetch Doc Willard, have him take a look at Mac's

head.

Oh, I haven't any need for a doctor.

My head'll be all right, as soon as it stops spinning.

Hey, Pancho.

Yeah?

I think you better stay here with Mr. MacDougall.

I'll take a look.

Bueno.

All right, come on.

(laughing) Can you tell me why you really

wear those dresses?

Did your friend never tell you what a kilt was?

I don't understand what you say.

I ask you, do you dinnae ken what a kilt is?

Oh yeah, we "kilt" a coyote on the ranch, and--

But, you talk like you got a mouth full of frijoles, I don't

know what you said.

Don't you speak English?

Ugh, you dinnae sound like no bens teacher yourself.

Don't make so much noise when you talk.

I've a mind to teach ya.

Oh, laddie, you gave me an awful fright when you ran across

the road from that outlaw.

The doc's out of town on a call.

Oh, what's a knock on the head?

It takes more than that to lay out a MacDougall.

What's eating ya, laddie?

You know what's wrong.

You were afraid of that outlaw.

I was not scared, but you dinnae understand, laddie.

You were scared.

And you know something else?

I don't think you ever did ride with The Cisco Kid!

What you mean, you say you ride with Cisco?

Nobody ever ride with Cisco, except Pancho.

You dinnae know whether I rode with Cisco or not.

You never ride with Cisco.

Why you make such a big story?

Who are you to tell me that I never rode with him?

I am Pancho, and I say out loud, you never ride with Cisco!

That's for you to find out!

And besides, Cisco would never ride with no hombre who

wears skirts!

Where's Reed?

Cisco and Pancho cornered us, and they got him.

Well, that's fine.

I knock off the Wells Fargo agent by myself, and you let The

Cisco Kid nail Reed.

Yeah, that's right.

Now, we only got to split the take two ways.

There won't be any split if he talks.

All he has to do is point out my picture on one of those wanted

posters, and this whole country will be swarming with lawmen.

What do you want to do?

Only one thing we can do.

Bust him out of jail this afternoon, before he decides to

talk.

Today?

If we act now, we'll catch him off a guard.

Yeah, but what about The Cisco Kid?

I left him and the sheriff back up in the hills trying to

pick up my trail.

They're still probably running around in circles.

Man, well I hope you're right, 'cause I don't wanna

tangle with him.

I'll hide this stuff in the mine, and be right with you.

Cisco, Cisco, something terrible happen while you was

away.

What happened, Pancho?

You know that Scotchman who get hit on top of the head?

Yes?

That make him crazy.

How do you know?

I know, because he gone all around, telling everybody.

He told a little boy that he used to ride with Cisco.

(laughing) Tom said that MacDougall was

quite the storyteller.

Tom, the sheriff?

Where is he, Cisco?

We separated back in the hills.

If he doesn't have any better luck than I did, he'll be here

soon.

In the meantime, I think I better put my horse away.

I want to talk to the prisoner.

Oh, hey, MacDeegall!

MacDeegall!

(laughing) Hey, MacDeegall.

The name is MacDougall.

I want you to told me why you tell this little boy that you

ride with Cisco?

Oh, you'd like to know, would ye?

Yes, I wanna know, you gonna told me?

You gonna-- Hm, what this thing you got

under your arm there?

Hoot, man, have you never seen a set of bagpipes?

Bagpipes?

Bag-- I see the bag, but why the pipe?

Well, no.

What you gonna do?

Oh, this is for music.

Music like you never heard the likes of.

Here, I'll show you how to play 'em.

(playing bagpipes) Hey, will--

That kind of music sound like you stepping on a cat's tail.

Man, you've got no ear for good music.

With that kind of music, you don't got no ears at all.

They jump off your head.

(mimicking bagpipe) Oh, laddie, am I no in time

for the birthday party?

I'm not having one.

No?

Oh, well, I brought you a present anyhow.

Here's my pipes.

You know, these pipes have been handed down from one generation

to another of the MacDougalls for a long time.

Here, laddie, take 'em.

I don't want them.

Uncle Mac, why didn't you fight back when the outlaws stole your

money?

Well, I told you I couldn't.

I was afraid you might get hurted, lad.

You mean, you were scared you might get hurt.

Where do you think you're going, Mac?

Oh, I'll be riding on.

Without saying goodbye to Billy?

Ah, but I let the laddie down.

Oh, he'll get over it.

You did the only thing you could have in that spot.

I'll tell you what.

I'll have a word with him.

Well, I dinnae think you better say anything to him.

Besides, I've got to look for another job.

Oh, don't tell me that you're--

Aye, the Fargo people just told me they've no further use

for me.

I'm sorry to hear that, Mac.

Say, have you seen Cisco and Pancho?

Cisco, aye, they're in the restaurant, uh, eating some

devil's brew called, uh, carne exotic.

Well, we gotta catch those men before the trail cools off.

I want to take Cisco and Pancho out to talk to that Fargo agent.

He might give us a lead.

Mac, how do you feel?

Me, oh, I'm feeling fine.

A Scotsman's a hard-headed lad, ain't he, eh?

Good, you're deputized till I get back.

All right.

I've got a way to bring him outside.

You stay by the door, and drop him when he comes through.

(playing bagpipes) Get away from--

You watch him, I'll get Reed.

All right, let's go.

(gunshots) How'd it happen, Mac?

Agh, there were two of 'em.

They called me outside, and one of 'em took me from behind.

You shoulda been on your guard.

But, I didn't expect it.

Oh, Tom, I'm sorry.

Sorry?

I let you alone for five minutes, and you let my prisoner

escape.

But, there were two of 'em, Dad.

I'll bet Uncle Mac-- Ah!

Red clay...

No, I think I'll handle this myself.

Well, Mr. MacDougall, the Fargo agent couldn't help us

with the robbery at all.

Oh, dinnae you mind.

I ken where the outlaws are at this very minute.

Cisco, didn't I tell you he was loco?

When I came outside the sheriff's office, I picked up

this bit of red clay.

I've no doubt that it had come off one of the boots of one of

the outlaws.

Well, do you know the particular location where that

clay comes from?

Aye, that I do.

The only place you'll find red clay is up at the old Silver

Lady Mine.

Were you headed that way?

Aye, I was, and I aim to bring these outlaws in

by myself.

Mr. MacDougall, we can't let you go alone.

Pancho and I will ride with you.

Oh, no, I must.

How else am I gonna right myself in the eyes of the laddie

if I dinnae?

Look, Mac, it's way too dangerous for you to go alone.

We'll go with you.

Well, it seems I've no choice in the matter.

Come on.

Oh, it looks as if my horse has picked up a wee bit of rock.

Ride on, I'll catch up with ya.

Round about at the turn, to the left, there's a wee town about

two miles that reach the mine.

You carry on, I'll catch up with ya.

Come on, hurry it up.

This part of the country ain't healthy for us anymore.

Raise your hands and keep your backs turned.

I'll have your guns.

Let's make a deal, Scotty.

We'll cut you in for a share of the take.

I'm not about to make any deals with the likes of you.

Drop the gun.

You heard me, drop it.

Who else knew you were coming here?

(MacDougall wheezing) I said, who else knew you were

coming here?

Tie his hands, I've got a way to make him talk.

Wait a minute, Pancho.

I know this trail.

There are no mines around here at all.

You hear MacDougall when he say he want to be alone, Cisco?

That's right.

That's to make us chase the wild geeses.

You know, Pancho?

What?

We better get back there.

Maybe we can pick up his trail before it's too late.

Come on!

(whip cracks) And how do you think

that'll feel?

You've got one more chance to answer my question.

All right, you asked for it.

(gunshot) That wouldn't be smart,

hombre.

Drop your gun on the ground.

Drop your guns or he gets it.

Agh, he's bluffin', Cisco!

Try me and see.

(gunshot) (grunting)

And you over there, take that gun out of your holster.

Unless you want a little hole in you someplace.

Drop it on the ground.

(chuckling) Ah, I brought him down

all right, yeah!

Yes, you got him "doon"-- I mean down all right.

You do a good job, Mr. MacDeegal.

Hold on, hombre.

I'll pull you up.

I've had enough.

All right, go on down then.

(bagpipes playing) Len, go get Billy.

He'll love this.

(bagpipes continue) Mac, Cisco.

Nice work, Mac.

Ay, we got the money too!

I'll lock 'em up for ya.

Oh.

You captured the outlaws, Uncle Mac!

Oh, I had a wee bit of help here from Pancho and Cisco.

(laughs) Cisco, did Uncle Mac really

ride with you?

He helped us a lot today.

So you see, we have worked together.

(laughing) (bagpipes squeaking)

(laughing) Hey, Cisco, I told you I

could play this thing all the time.

It's just like catching a little pig and squeezing the squeals

out of him.

(laughing) Oh, Pancho!

Oh, Cisco!

(laughing) Cisco, do we have to leave

all our good friends now?

Only until next time, Pancho!

Adios, amigos!