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Trigger and Trigger Jr.

I want to get a picture of that for a billboard poster. Wait till I get my

camera. Oh, wait a minute. We haven't got time for that.

You're showing as much sense as Trigger Jr.

Oh, a little breeze coming up. Yeah, you sure talked me into this one.

You ought to stick to your press agent business.

Winter quarters in a place like this. You never told me about...

Oh, a little breeze like this is good for you.

over the show.

You're little Roy, then, that little squirt that used to take his bath with

train seals on Sunday night. That's right.

Yeah, well, I don't care who you are. You get off this property.

Hey, Roy, we got four extra horses.

Must have picked them up along the road.

Put them in there with ours and feed them. We'll find out who they belong to

later. Well, good afternoon, Colonel. How are you?

Oh, it's you.

The stupidest press agent I ever had.

Got us some jams from one end of the country to the other.

Oh, I did not. We never got from one end of the country to the other. And whose

fault was it?

How do you like it, Dad?

Isn't it wonderful being back again under the big top? Jerry!

You! What have you two been scheming up together?

Dad, I thought it'd be a tonic for you.

And we can certainly use the rent.

Tonic? Conspiracy, you mean?

Between you and this bird -brained depress agent here.

We thought you might be kind of lonesome for the smell of the tan bark. The

thrill of the sawdust trail.

Why, Curly, you'll be back on your feet again. Out in the road with your own

show.

Don't ballyhoo me.

I'm out of your spiels.

I'm through with carnivals for all time.

My own daughter.

Kay's sister here.

I saw her trampled to death in the center reef.

You want to get back in the spotlight again, doing your trick riding, risking

your life.

Well, it ain't going to happen.

You're all I've got left.

Last time I saw him, he was on his feet.

Hey, quit throwing that equipment around. If you was on a hot rider show,

throw you out without notice.

Sure hasn't broken his spirit, has he?

Why the wheelchair?

Oh, he isn't as sick as he thinks he is.

He just knows as long as he's in that wheelchair, I'll be around.

That's what I thought.

Come on, boys.

Hey, where's Trigger Jr.? Larry, wheel me over there till I show those fellas

how to tie a circus hat.

Sonny, what'd you do with that young colt you were holding?

He broke loose.

I tried to stop him, but... But I'm afraid he got away.

See that, Splinters? Oh, you're afraid of everything. I never saw a boy so

skittery. Trigger's got sense enough not to run off. But that youngster of his

has run himself silly.

How can you guys eat this stuff?

able to see him from up here.

Trigger!

Look, Junior!

Trinker. Easy, fella.

Splinters, bring Junior over here.

Get away from that horse.

What do you mean, get away from him? These two horses belong to me.

Yeah? Well, we don't want loose horses roaming the range.

What's the badge for? Who are you?

Range patrol, and we're paid to watch this place, so we're taking these horses

in with us.

Now get on the horse you came on and get out.

You ready to go, Roy?

Yeah, I'm ready.

walkers that perfectly matched couldn't tell him apart.

What's the matter, Roy? Is he hurt? He's lipping. I don't believe it's too

serious.

I think it'll be all right as soon as we get him fixed up. Come on, Junior.

I'll see what you did for not having gumption enough to hold on to him. One

the best horses in the outfit, and he's crippled.

Go on, get some hot water and let him go on. Hurry up there.

How did it happen?

Rope. A couple of men from the range patrol had him. They gave him a rough

Range patrol, those thieving highbinders. It's a wonder they didn't

him. We've had a lot of trouble with that patrol.

I'm organizing the ranchers to get him thrown out of the county.

Here comes one now.

I warned you, Madison. Stay off my land.

I don't need your patrol.

Just looking around, Colonel. Mr. Chadwick lost some horses.

Here they are. Here's two of them.

That's right.

They're all here.

I figured they would be.

I understand you had a run -in with a couple of my men, Rogers. Yeah. They

to keep us from picking up our own horses.

That still doesn't explain why the horses from Chadwick's ranch are here.

We're sorry, Mr. Chadwick.

But when that storm came up, we made a run for it. Your horses got mixed in

ours. Foy.

Help them get her together.

All right.

If you think this outfit's stolen, you don't know traveling wagon trolls.

They don't take anything that don't belong to them.

And if there's any horse thieves around here, it's the range patrol forcing

somebody to buy their service.

We don't operate that way, Colonel.

Nobody has to buy our service unless they want to.

No, but barns mysteriously burn down and livestock disappears.

That's what I heard you've been telling most of the ranchers around here.

Any statements you make like that, you better be able to prove.

Oh, you're threatening me now, are you? So you get off my property here.

Here, here, take it easy.

You better go, Manson, before you get even more riled up.

I ain't riled up. All right, okay, okay.

I'm not trying to start an argument.

You get them all?

Yeah. You're not going to lose any horses as long as you've got the range

patrol. I know.

Range patrol.

Bang!

Get easy. These things aren't built for speed.

You got some good -looking stock around here, Rogers.

Don't try to sell us on that patrol service of yours, you.

Most of the ranchers around here think it's a good investment.

My men are good and they know their job.

I guess we'll just ride along with the colonel. If you change your mind, give

a call at the office. I'll make you a good deal.

Here, Grandpa.

liniment you can buy. Sold it myself on the midway.

Chief of Ompa's Indian remedy folks made from nature's healing herbs and roots

from the age -old secret formula of the Chippewa.

Used it a thousand times myself. That is on the horses, I mean.

Here you are, Roy. Try it. All right.

Your show folks can stay here tonight, but they've got to be out of here

tomorrow before I get back from Fort Dalton.

What's he gonna do in Fort Dalton? That's the auction at the remount

The government's closing it down and selling all the horses. Dad thought he'd

buy a few and start stocking the ranch.

And I thought we were doing the Colonel a favor by staying here.

Looks like our winter quarters has turned into a one -night stand.

Hasn't it?

Well, now, now, now, Roy, now, don't get excited.

Kay's gonna work on it with me, aren't we, Kay? That's right. Never say die.

That's right, Roy. Never say...

station? They used to break cavalry horses for the army.

They had some of the best trained horses in the world.

They taught them to hold under fire and obey the touch of a ring.

Why, some of those old chargers even knew the bugle calls.

That's all in the past now.

The army doesn't need horses anymore, and the remount stations are all closing

down.

There are a lot of people who kind of hate to see them go.

I've always been afraid of horses.

They told you that, didn't they?

Oh, but you'd get along with him fine.

He's just a colt.

Isn't as old as you are.

I still wouldn't trust him.

Well, you've got a lot to learn, then.

There are all kinds of horses, same as there are people.

You'd make friends with him in no time.

I'd be too scared.

You don't know the dreams I have at night.

Horses falling.

Trampling people.

I'll bet if you make friends with him, you'll quit having those bad dreams.

Say, Roy, you're going to that remount auction sale tomorrow, aren't you? I

haven't thought about it.

Oh, I can get you some great publicity, front page stuff, pictures, the whole

works.

But we haven't got time.

We've got to get this show located and start rehearsals.

Well, Roy, I've made some plans.

And unless we want to get sued, rehearsals start tomorrow.

Come on, Larry, we better get out of here before the fight starts.

There's work to be done.

There's cowboys and cowgirls. There'll be lots of fun. The colors are flying.

Today's the big show.

So come along with me to the big rodeo. The symbol of the West.

How cowboys earn their pay.

Riding broncs and roping calves. The best time for the day.

So listen to our story.

You're not selling the one you asked about.

It's over in the isolation barn.

See him on our south pasture.

The pride of the Harkrider Ranch.

One hundred dollars.

I got a hundred, and now fifty.

That's a fifty, and buy me fifty.

One fifty, and now two. Buy me two hundred.

Come on, Dan, bid.

I ain't got the money. I ain't got the money.

Yes, you have. Here's a check. What's that?

For five hundred dollars. That's from Roy Rogers.

That's advance rent on the winter quarters.

Ah, jinx cannibal money. I can't use it.

something it could be the biggest attraction we ever had oh no yeah come

there

he is he's a killer he's been inspected and condemned

watch this boss

loose, killing a few horses on those ranches the colonel's trying to

Maybe they wouldn't be so anxious to drop the ranch patrol.

With a killer like that running around, they couldn't afford to drop us.

Can you handle him?

A couple of good beatings will take care of that.

This is the greatest idea I ever had. Come on.

There he is.

He'll bowl them over, pack them in all over the country. What does he do, walk

tightrope?

He's killed every horse that ever got near him. And a couple of trainers, too.

Why, if he was a man, he'd have made the electric chair eight times.

Not necessarily.

He might have had a good lawyer.

He's a tough guy, isn't he?

Boy, can't you just hear the ballyhoo?

The four -footed assassin.

The murder horse that even the army couldn't tame.

The equine public enemy number one. Okay, mister, I'll buy a ticket.

by that horse.

It'll be a pleasure, boss.

We might have a little trouble getting him, though. He isn't supposed to be

sold. Well, they'll have to sell him if we get our bid in before the auction

closes. What are we waiting for?

Well, look who we finally caught up with.

This is the first good idea you've had. Oh, boy.

I'm just a little nervous, Roy. Well, let's go.

Wait a minute, Mr. Kimbrough.

Don't close the sale yet.

It's already closed. What was it you wanted?

We want to buy that white stallion out in the isolation barn. I'm sorry. He's a

killer. I wouldn't want to sell him to you under any condition, let alone

the sale.

But we've got to have him, Roy.

wants him for his show.

We don't care what the reason is.

If it hadn't been for regulations and red tape, we'd have put him away months

ago.

I'll send you the affidavit as soon as I've destroyed Stalin.

Okay, Doc.

Hello, Doc.

Hello, Manson.

It's a shame to kill a beautiful animal like that.

Hey, wait a minute.

What are you getting at?

Things are going to be a little rough for you with the remount closing.

You know, I got a lot of horses in my place you could take care of.

Does that mean you want me to go to work for you? If you think you'd like it.

Well, if there's enough money in it.

Oh, Stevens.

Didn't see you bidding on any of those horses in there today. I couldn't afford

to with the money I'm paying every month for the range patrol.

That's what I thought.

Now look, Stevens, I'm having a meeting with the leading ranchers at my house

tomorrow. I'd like you to be there.

It's time everybody quit paying off. I'll be there and ready for anything you

say. Good.

And it'll be the saddest day that Manson ever had if we all stick together and

quit paying the range patrol.

Count me in, Colonel. I don't need his men guarding my property. It's a waste

money, and I'll pull out a field as well. How about you, boys?

That's good enough for me. It's a shakedown. That's what it is. And it

stop any too soon for me.

Why the patrol don't do nothing that the sheriff can't do if he has deputies

enough? Once we force Manson to quit... Why, we'll get real protection from the

law.

few of their horses, they might change their mind.

I'd say you got the best buy in the auction.

Yes, sir.

You can use him in any of your acts, Roy, why, he's yours.

Thanks, but I'd rather get a couple of his coats.

Yeah, they'll be damaged, won't they? Yeah.

Take him in the saw, boy, that's enough.

Wheel me over there, I can see what's going on.

All right.

Got a match?

Hi, Splinters. What's the matter? You got a cold?

Hey, have a cigar.

Any good?

Oh, they're really something to blow about.

Gee, thanks.

They're wing dingers.

Best I ever saw.

Thought you didn't like carnivals anymore.

Well, I can't help looking at them with my eyes open, can I?

Here, Colonel, have a cigar, man. It'll improve your disposition.

Thanks, Splinters. I'll smoke it later on.

agent. Well, you couldn't get anything in these papers around here, even if he

dove over there into a wet mop.

Say, that'd make a great act.

But how many times could he do it?

Well, what's happened to him?

Stop that!

You're scaring the daylights out of that boy.

Ain't doing my nerves any good either.

She's been trying to get me to sign her up for the next season.

Well, don't do it, G .R .R .C.!

Quiet!

We're signing up for the range patrol, Colonel. And that goes for all the

ranchers.

I know you had a pack of trouble, boys, but I wouldn't back down now.

It's all right for you to talk. Phantom hasn't hit your ranch yet.

We keep a man on guard at night. You fellas could do the same thing.

There's been too many raids.

We need the range patrol.

We're not taking any more chances.

All right, wait a minute here.

Stupid fools.

One loose stallion and they all start running for cover like a bunch of scared

rabbits. Here, Larry, take him back to the tent.

Roy, please don't ask me.

Eating them won't hurt you.

Larry, try it just once, will you?

You like Larry, don't you, Junior?

See?

I don't care.

I can't do it. Go on the house and get the dishes done.

Washing dishes is for girls.

Go on. That's all you're good for.

That's all right, Larry. I'll help you.

That boy's a...

Maybe I'm a little too harsh with it.

I came to tell you that I'm sorry I didn't want to lead you over.

I'd like to shake hands and be friends like Roy said.

I'm a lot older than you are.

You're not afraid of me.

It's my birthday tomorrow.

I'm going to be ten years old.

Kay says that's real grown up.

But she doesn't know about the dreams I have at night.

With accidents like my mother had.

It's just like they were real.

Well, you're having a little trouble with that. Let's turn this one around

right way. There we go.

Down that.

for a few minutes.

my big mouth shut after this. How do you like that? A two -column front page

feature. Am I your favorite press agent or am I not?

I'll let you know in a minute.

Roy says Phantom can be caught.

We'll show the sheriff how to capture the Phantom, says Roy Rogers and his

writers. The sheriff will never catch the Phantom stallion but riding around

his car with the siren blowing.

Oh, he won't be sore.

He won't, huh?

Hey, Rogers.

So you're the mastermind who's going to show me how to run down the Phantom.

You mean that story in the paper? Yes, that story in the paper. What are you

trying to do, run me out of office?

I'm sorry, Sheriff, but that was a mistake. I think it was poor judgment,

Rogers. Everybody in the county's jumping on the Sheriff, and it's bad for

office, too.

Hello, Sheriff. How are you?

Riding around blowing my siren.

I'll throw you in jail for that statement.

But I'm not going to.

No, you said you could catch the Phantom.

I'm going to let you.

But you better find him or I'm going to run you and your bunch of cowboy

hoodlums clear out of the state.

Oh, now, that was my fault, Sheriff. I'm Roy's press agent. Press agent?

Well, you're working for him.

And that makes you responsible for anything he does.

Hey, what's all the fuss about in here?

I don't see the range patrol bringing in that Phantom.

Where's all the protection you're supposed to be selling?

We've doubled our guard. Maybe we've just been lucky. But so far, the Phantom

hasn't attacked any of our ranches. Well, if you and the Sheriff can't stop

wild horse, don't come around here and take it out on somebody else.

Well, tell that press agent of yours to keep his nose out of our business. My

press agent?

Well, somebody's got to claim him.

And that still goes, Rogers.

You and your men better capture that Phantom or I'm going to clap you all in

jail. And I'll make you eat every copy of that paper I can find.

You know, Sheriff, I think the Phantom horse is the same one the remount order

destroyed.

You don't think we thought of that, Rogers?

Sure he's destroyed.

I saw the vet's signature on the paper. But this new white stallion is just as

vicious a killer as he was.

Well, you called him the Phantom. Maybe it's his ghost.

Hey,

Splinters,

don't feel bad.

I'll claim you.

You will?

Gee. They wouldn't put Roy in jail, would they?

Oh, no.

He's got to be here for my birthday.

May the good Lord take a liking to you. May he spread his blessings on your

trail. May he be your guide anywhere you ride.

And be always your host when you're needing him most.

May the good Lord take a liking to you. Take a liking to you. May your prayers

for comfort never fail. Never, never fail. And if someday you make a dream

true with the making you nothing to do, it's cause the good Lord has taken a

liking to you. May the good Lord take a liking to you.

May he ride beside you all the way.

May he be your plow in your life's corral and be part of your team.

When you lasso a dream May the good Lord take a liking to you May your wishes

never...

But you be good to him and take good care of him or I'll tan you good.

Hey, he's a dandy.

What do I call him? Well, his registered name is Royal Duke Third from Plato's

Perfect Prince.

That's an awful big name for such a little guy.

I think I'll just call him Duke.

hope is the trigger will slow him down.

Looks like we've lost the trail, Roy. Yeah.

We better split up and keep searching.

It'll be daylight pretty soon.

It's the Colonel's horse, Cannoneer. Yeah, the one he had all the plans for.

doesn't seem to be hurt.

Come on, fella.

Come on.

Come on, boy. What's the matter?

I'm sorry to tell you, Roy, but there's been a serious injury to the optic

nerve.

A wild blow that... Just happened to connect.

You mean he'll stay blind and you can't do anything for him?

Well, let's put it this way. It's like amnesia. It may be permanent.

But then in some cases, it clears up of its own accord.

Then again, sometimes another blow will relieve pressure on the particular

nerve.

That's something we wouldn't dare do for fear of killing him.

We better put this on him, Roy, so he won't hurt himself.

The wonder of it is, he faced that phantom and came out of it alive.

It's a lucky blow for the phantom, Doc.

I'll guarantee you on equal terms, Trigger will hold his own with the best

them.

I'll drop back in a day or so, Roy.

Naturally, he's badly frightened.

It's like a person when they first go blind.

Things worry them.

Voices, strange noises.

But he'll get used to them in time.

Well, thanks a lot for dropping over, Doc.

I'm sorry I couldn't be more encouraging, Roy.

Splinters, have you told him yet?

No, I haven't, Roy.

Told him what?

I hate to tell you this, Colonel, but one of those horses the Phantom killed

Cannoneer.

Don't worry, Trigger. I'm not going to leave you alone.

He and Splinter thought Trigger might be frightened.

Duke sprayed lightning, too. He's out there.

Now Duke's going to be all right.

the flashing everywhere.

Thunder rolling through the air.

Wind and rain, cattle looking sane.

This herd might stampede tonight.

Clouds are driving across the moonless sky.

Cattle are rolling frightened eyes.

Keep them closing tight. Cowboy, pray with all your might that this herd won't

stampede tonight.

Pray for an early morning sun.

Lightning stab the skies. Cattle drop and never rise. Daddy!

Ten thousand cattle and fly.

The devils are riding herd tonight.

Thunder of the hooves and the fury from the skies.

Don't get out in front or every man dies.

Daddy!

Old black clouds like funeral shrouds roll down their icy bread.

We face the fight this raging night with the odds on the side of death. For as

tampeding herd when it's panic stirred is a thing for a cowboy to shun. Cause

mortal man ever holds command when the cattle are on the run. The rising

of the wind sends out its wave.

Driving cattle down the...

until this time blows over.

It's pretty sure it'll do you good.

Any improvement?

I haven't seen Larry all morning.

Did you send him on any errands? No.

Well, good morning, Sheriff.

What brings you here so early?

All right, Rogers. You wanted to show me how to catch the phantom.

Well, he hit Bailey's ranch last night.

Be right with you.

I'll keep an eye on Trigger, Roy.

Well,

just like every other time, tracks disappear in the rocks.

Got any suggestions, Rogers?

Yeah. Splinters and I'll ride the ridge. You fellas search the valley.

What are you kicking about, Doc? You're getting paid.

I wasn't told how you were going to use him.

Killing other horses.

What if somebody finds out I didn't destroy them? You know what will happen

me. That's right. You signed that government paper.

Looks like you're in a tough spot.

I'm going to pull myself out of that tough spot right now.

The order says that stallion was destroyed.

coming this way. Since they heard that shot, clear out.

You take a look in the cabin.

over here, Roy.

Doc Brown.

Didn't he work for Manson? Yeah, he sure did.

Look, white hair.

Somebody's been keeping a white horse in here.

Manson? Yeah.

The Phantom!

Come on, Roy, we gotta get the sheriff.

Hey, Roy!

Looks like Rogers is putting two and two together, boss. And if he gets a hold

of that white stallion... He won't.

Junior's running off.

I see.

Looks like we're afoot.

The next time, I'm going to tie you on your horse.

I hope there is a next time.

Hey, something must have happened to Roy. Yeah. Come on, fellas, let's saddle

up.

Come on, boy, you better stay here.

He's the only one left. He's got to help me.

Go on, boy. Do it.

Bye.

news for you. They're still there.

We'll never get a good shot from down here.

That's right.

Hey!

It's Larry.

Gosh, it must be awfully important to get him on a horse.

Grandpa's back at the ranch. He's been hurt by the phantom. Dad!

a bunch of horses we pass in the draw? Yeah.

Stampede them down this canyon. That'll bring them out into the open.

Roy, they got me. No, they didn't.

The watch stopped it.

And it's still running.

They're trying to get us out in the open.

I'd rather be shot at than trampled.

You should have done that to that killer a long time ago.

Howdy, Sheriff.

How are you?

Hi, Sheriff.

Where's that Roy Rogers?

He and Larry are bringing in the stock. We're getting ready to pull stakes and

hit the road. How's he got it?

Gonna have the greatest year in the history of show business.

Well, I just wanted to tell him you're all welcome back here next year. Oh,

that's fine, Sheriff. Fine.

Even you, Smithers. Well, hi, Sheriff. That's mighty friendly of you.

Well, I'll be seeing you.

Come right up.

You usually don't care much for sheriffs.

That one seems to be a right knife.

Let's show him that you're still...