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(dramatic orchestral music)

(suspenseful music)

(guns firing)

- I've just received a letter from Washington

that smuggling has increased to an alarming extent

in the last few months.

The chief has threatened to transfer me

unless we can stop the traffic.

- That sounds serious, Marshall.

- It is serious.

And I don't intend to be driven from office

by a gang of smugglers.

- What can you do? - Plenty.

There's a well-organized gang operating

along the Mexican border.

Now our investigation indicates some point

on the Rio Grande in Texas.

- That's a tough country, sir.

- Now let's see.

Who's available?

Jackson's in Oklahoma City.

Reed's in Wichita.

How about Tom Gray?

- Well he's on his ranch in New Mexico.

Department gave him six months leave

for cleaning out the Burns Gang in Los Pinos.

- Yes, I know.

New Mexico, hmm.

He knows that country well down through there.

- Hey Tom, Tom Gray!

Whoa!

- What are you doing out here in the rain?

- I got a message for you

from one of those foreigner friends.

- Well let's see it.

- You oughta (mumbles)

that darn thing.

- It bothers you when you can't get the gossip, doesn't it?

- [Man In Carriage] Oh Tom, you know I only read postcards.

Who's it from?

- A horse trader looking for business.

I gotta get traveling.

Tell my foreman to throw those mustangs

in the south pasture.

- All right, I'll be seeing you Tom.

Get goin' Mathilda.

- This outfit is too far for the local law.

- Rustling, state holdups, smuggling, and even murder.

Now we're sure they're bringing this stuff

into the United States at some point near Laredo.

Tom, are you known along the southern border?

- Oh I haven't been there since I was a kid.

- It's a tough assignment,

and I'm placing it right in your lap.

- Thanks for the compliment.

We'll do our best.

- As usual, you'll take your instructions from Tom.

- Well, seems like (mumbles) week.

Us three working together again.

- Yeah, well remember this time

keep your mind on your business.

How do they look?

- Good enough to get you hung.

- Hang. - Hung.

- Say, wasn't there a real Pecos Kid with quite a record?

- Sure there was, a paid killer.

Operated in the Pecos Valley.

Never got as far south as the border,

though his reputation with the government did.

All ready to leave? - All set.

- You have your instructions.

See you on the border in two weeks.

- What seems so all fired interesting?

- That face, I've seen it in a post office

back home in New Mexico.

But he didn't call himself the Pecos Kid.

- His kind change their name

whenever they change their hangout.

Speaking of New Mexico, that reminds me.

You've been here a week now.

How do you like Texas?

- Well everyone's been very nice to me, Uncle George.

But after all, New Mexico is my home.

- Here, here, here.

You must get that out of your mind.

Texas is the greatest place on Earth.

Why people who come here never leave.

They just stay until they dry up and

blow away.

Yes sir, what can I do for you sir?

- Did you get 'em, Sheriff?

- No, they went over the border.

Got clean away. - That's not so good.

That's the third cattle job that's been pulled

in the last 10 days.

And there ain't arrest made.

- Yes, I know, but I'm doing everything possible Mr. Towers.

I'm following every clue I get on this gang.

But they're so well-organized

and cover their tracks completely.

It would take an army to close the border

to these rustlers.

Get some sleep Ben, and if I need you

I'll call you. - Okay sir.

- Did he get here? - Sure.

I told him what we learned

and tipped him off to the gang's hideout.

- Now what?

- Orders are to stand by and await developments.

- Put up your guns.

I could draw and knock off four of you

before you knew you were hit.

- [Duke] What do you want?

- First I want some water

and then I want a place to sleep.

- The water's over there.

Who are you?

- Ever hear of the Pecos Kid?

- When you joined this outfit, Sammy,

you told me you were a running mate of the Pecos Kid.

How come he didn't speak to you?

- Hello Sammy, I didn't see ya.

- Howdy, boss.

I'm sure glad to see ya.

Here, take a drink of this.

- Water's all I want.

- I didn't recognize you back of that beard.

How is everything?

- The law is getting too hot for me.

They've chased me all over three states.

I heard about this outfit

so I thought I'd join up with you.

- Yeah, suppose I don't elect to cut you in.

- Then I'm taking it over and cutting you out.

- Well we'll talk this over

after you've had a little sleep, Pecos.

I'll do a little checking up in town,

see how close the law is on your trail.

Take care of him, will ya Sammy?

- While you're in town

you better pick up a fresh shirt for me.

I've worn this one so long I (sniffs),

better pick up a fresh shirt for me.

- Yeah, I guess I better had.

- Thanks Pecos for not giving me away.

- That's all right, Sammy.

- You see I, I lied in order to get into the Duke's gang

I told them I was your top hand.

Would have been the end if this had broke the wrong way.

- Yep, it sure would.

- Driscoll wants to see you in your office.

- I don't need you boys.

Hello Driscoll. - Hi Duke.

- You didn't bring another load over now?

- No, and I ain't gonna.

Not likely after what happened to that last load.

Have you checked your men?

- Yeah, and they've all got perfect alibis.

How about your own?

- I'd hate to think that any of my boys

are double crossing me.

There is one fella that I'm kind of suspicious of.

Now I'll make him talk.

Are you staying in town?

- Well I can, why?

- My boys are just over the border.

It won't take me long. - All right.

- Check.

Good bye.

- What have I told you about

busting in here without knocking.

- I'm sorry Duke but this is important.

You oughta see what's at the post office.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- And the girl still said no (laughs).

- Good evening everybody. - Good evening.

- Any mail for me, miss?

Sort of expected a registered letter.

- I'll see.

No nothing for you yet Mr. Prescott.

- All right, thank you.

- Alice, add $1.60 for that Thompson bill.

- Yes sir.

- Hello Duke. - Hello dad.

- That fella must be a mighty tough hombre.

- Well it says so right there.

- Say Alice, did the sheriff pick up them posters?

- No they're still here.

- Well then I'll just have to take them down to him myself.

- I was on my was down to see Ed,

I'll take them down for you dad.

- Thanks Duke, that'll save me the trip.

- That's all right.

- He fell for it.

- Driscoll is the head of the whole deal

on the Mexican side.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Pecos, I can tip you off

how we can make a lot of money out of this thing.

I'll tell you about it later.

- Well there's your new scenery.

- What's the matter?

Don't rub it in, I've been dodging them all over the west.

- You know Pecos, for a fellow as smart as you are

you sure made a mistake

when you let somebody photograph you.

That's why I never let 'em ten tight me.

You won't have to dodge these here.

- Thanks.

- There goes a full shipment.

I've gotta hurry back into town.

Put those duds on, we can talk over our deal

on the way in. - All right.

- I've consumed five gallons of coffee

and we're still waiting.

- Don't exaggerate, that's only the ninth cup.

I've paid for them.

- Oh all right, make me out a liar for three cups.

I wish Tom had told us to meet him in the bar.

I could have done much better on nine beers.

- Lady, bring him another cup of coffee.

- You sir? - No thank you.

- Oh yes.

- Good night.

- What would you like?

- How about some hot cakes and coffee.

- How are you Mr. Gray?

- You speaking to me? - You remember me, don't you?

- Should I?

- I ran the post office in your home town.

- And where might that be?

- Los Cruces.

- Young lady you're mistaken.

My name isn't Gray and when I was in New Mexico

I didn't check at any post offices.

My cakes are burning.

- There was a picture of you

hanging on that bulletin board without the beard

with a reward for the Pecos Kid and several aliases.

It disappeared mysteriously.

Does that mean anything to you?

- Do I eat these cakes dry or do you got some syrup?

- Here's your syrup, Mr. Gray.

- Will you forget Mr. Gray.

- He's forgotten.

- I'm depending on that. - You can.

- Hey, come on we're waiting for ya.

- Hello Sammy.

- Pecos, I'm setting them up for us.

Dick, bring it down here.

- Well Duke, I made my man talk.

When he told me who helped him

I paid him off.

Call your man.

- Hey, I wanna talk to you.

Just you Sammy.

- Well what's up Duke?

- Well Sammy, me and my gang's decided to do without you.

- And what are you drivin' at Duke?

- You were getting your cut but you got a little too greedy.

Now I'm gonna pay you off.

You get paid off out there.

(gun shots)

- Ah it's just one of the boys cuttin' up.

- You know Pecos, when a man shows me his colors

and if they're not white, I can't use him.

You ex-pal won't be needing his drink.

Say, we've got a little cattle job on for tonight.

Spud.

Pecos will go with you. - Right.

- Spud handles the cattle jobs.

It's an easy way to pick up a little money

and keeps the boys out of mischief.

- We're pretty close to town so we'll have to work fast.

They'll run through the pass over there

and then across that dry wash,

we're over the border into Mexico.

- Let's get started.

- Wait a minute Pecos, you take the left flank.

Bart, you take the right point.

(horses galloping)

(whistling and yelling)

(cows stampeding)

- Sheriff hurry, I need help.

A gang of rustlers are driving the cattle

off the north range.

- Which way are they headin'?

- South towards the border.

- Hurry up Wiley.

(cattle stampeding)

(gun shot)

(gun shot)

- Pick them up.

(gun shots)

(gun shots)

(gun shots)

- I got a squint at his face.

Seen him in town.

I know where I can put my hands on him.

He's the leader all right.

- Well hello, I haven't seen you since yesterday.

- Give me a cup of coffee and fry a couple of eggs.

- Yes sir.

- Wiley, you take care of his horse.

Shorty, you cover the back.

- Breakfast Ed?

- I'll have to come back for that.

Walk straight to my office.

- What's wrong Sheriff?

- This way.

- Not so good.

- Well, that's the pay off.

- What?

- With a gang of smugglers looking on,

the sheriff and three deputies watched

the government down the street, a prisoner.

- That is why we have elections every two years.

- I think you're right.

- Do you think they'll make him tell too much?

- I'm not worried about Pecos talking.

- I've had Reed and Jackson here in town

keeping check on things for me.

- Pecos, that's the weakest alibi I ever heard.

I believe you mean it.

What's that? - Look at it.

- Looks like a penny to me.

- Your eyesight seems to be getting bad.

You better try your glass.

- United States Federal Intelligence Department

number 326.

Say, what were you doing with that rustling gang last night?

- Stringing along with 'em, trying to pick up some evidence.

Say you almost got me

with some of that lead of your last night.

- Well Marshall, when do we make the next move?

- I imagine they'll make it so in the meantime

we'll just sit tight and see what happens.

- We'll have to get him out of there tonight.

With Driscoll delivery messed up we're gonna need Pecos.

- Well how you gonna get him out of there?

- I'll figure that out.

- Alice Banning's outside and she wants to see you.

- She can't come in here.

- But she brought you dinner.

- Let her come in.

- Come in Alice.

- Hello.

- Figured you'd be hungry.

You didn't get a chance to finish your breakfast.

- Thanks.

- Well aren't you going to open the door?

- Oh no, I can't take no chances on that fella.

He's all bad.

- Won't you sit down?

You didn't have to do this.

- Well Mr. Gray, Pecos Kid or whoever you are,

you've got to eat.

I've figured a way to get you out of here.

- Oh now wait a minute,

I don't want you to get mixed up in this.

- Isn't there anything I can do to help you?

- Yes, stop worrying.

(knock on door) - Yeah?

- Duke it worked.

Madison's foreman just came for his man.

- Good.

Well I hope that plan draws the Sheriff away.

Then we can get Pecos out.

Driscoll is coming across the border at 11 sharp.

- I'm sorry you won't let me help you.

- There isn't a thing you can do.

Thanks for the food and good night.

- Good night.

Good night, Ed. - Good night Alice.

(laughs)

- Say rustlers are running off with the Madison herd.

- Get our horses ready.

I'll have to look into this, Gray.

Make yourself comfortable. - Thanks.

- Well it worked all right. Get going.

(clanging)

- I left Pecos across the line.

He'll be waiting for you just beyond the dry wash.

Wait a minute.

Driscoll's coming across at 11 sharp.

It's up to you to see that he gets through

with nothing happening to him. - Right.

- Hi Joe.

- I took no chances this time, Duke.

I come over an hour early and without your help.

This is one load we won't lose.

- Have a drink.

- Senor Gray, so glad to see you again.

I viewed your information.

He's all right.

- Captain, they're smuggling a shipment

across the border tonight.

I'll appreciate it if you instruct your men

to permit us to cross unmolested.

- Well...

- The only way we can nail this gang and make it stick

is to catch 'em with the goods

after they've crossed the border into the United States.

- While I should like to capture these men myself,

I will do exactly as you say Marshall.

- Thanks Romaris for the cooperation.

Now here's the plan.

- Duke, he's a Marshall.

- And he's working with Romaris.

- Who? - The Pecos Kid.

- Who did you say?

- One of my men, the Pecos Kid.

- Duke, someone's been playing you for a sucker.

This Pecos Kid is a phony.

- Yeah, how do you know?

- Because I'm the real Pecos Kid.

- [Duke] You're the Pecos Kid?

- Why do you suppose I've been hiding for two years

below that line?

- Then who's he?

- They hit it. He's the law.

- The law?

- I'll take care of this matter, Duke.

I'll teach that law hound not to ride on my reputation.

- What are you gonna do?

- [Pecos Kid] Drop him in his track.

- Tom, we've hit a snag.

Driscoll is the real Pecos Kid.

- The real Pecos Kid?

- Yeah, he's gunnin' for you.

Coming from the saloon now.

- Wait a minute, no use all of us getting mixed up in this.

You and Jackson cover the saloon.

No matter what happens, get your evidence

in case I miss.

(slow ominous music)

(gun shot)

- All right Tom?

- I guess I was lucky.

Looks like the fence spoiled his shot.

- Tom, they got the shipment through.

- Over the line? - Sure.

- Where is it?

- Duke's office, back of the saloon.

- Reed, get the Sheriff and his possy.

Jackson, guard the rear of the saloon.

- What are you going to do?

- We're going to crack down on 'em.

- Girls, clear out of here. Get rid of the strikers.

- Duke, you're under arrest.

- Under arrest, don't make me laugh. For what?

- Smuggling.

- You can't prove anything on me.

- Oh yes we can.

We've got all the evidence the government will need

in that back office of yours.

- You're the law, eh?

Well that's fine.

Now you get this.

The only evidence that'll leave here is you in a pine box.

That'll teach you meddling law folks

to shoot first and then do your figuring.

- Breached.

(gun shots)

(gun shots)

(laughing)

- Coffee for you?

- Listen, I never want to see another cup of coffee

as long as I live.

Hey Wing, have you got any Chinese tea?

- Chinese tea? - Yeah.

- Coming up.

- How soon will you be back in New Mexico?

- That all depends on how long you're staying in Texas.