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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."

What's new in town, Pancho?

There's nothing new, Cisco.

Nothing change, everything's the same.

Even the spittoon in front of the barber shop.

Turn around, let me see.

Oh, you got yourself a new haircut, didn't you, huh?

Well, he cut a little bit off the top, but that don't make no

never mind.

Hey, Cisco, when you get a letter, does that always mean

bad news?

Not always, Pancho.

Why?

Oh, I was just thinking.

Pancho, when you start thinking, something goes wrong.

What are you hiding there?

Well, I ain't hiding nothing.

Come on, come on, give it to me, whatever it is.

Well, it's something I pick up downtown for you today,

Cisco.

Who's in trouble now, huh?

Nobody's in trouble, Pancho.

Cisco, don't try to fool Pancho.

Every time you get a letter, that means trouble.

Always you are sticking your nose where a bullet is waiting

to say hello to Pancho.

Pancho, take it easy.

Always we chase the banditos, and the banditos chase us, and

along come the sheriff and he chase us both.

We don't get no time to eat.

Will you stop worrying, Pancho?

This letter is from a very good friend of mine--

Jim Stark, in Apple Valley.

Oh, now we're going to protect the apples, huh?

No, Pancho, we're going to eat them.

Jim has invited us to spend a few weeks there and relax.

Let me see this letter.

Look, Loco, what the letter say.

No more banditos, no more chasing trouble.

All we got to do is to eat apples and sleep, and eat some

more apples.

No, Cisco?

Right, Pancho.

(chuckles) Here she comes.

Pull up!

What's the meaning of this?

I'll take that.

Here we are, Pancho.

This is Apple Valley.

Hey, Cisco...

what are those men doing down there?

They're not picking apples, Pancho.

Come on!

Okay?

Yeah. What about her?

Do you have to ask that, you nitwit?

Shoot her.

That runaway team will kill her for sure.

Head for the hideout, boys.

I'll see ya later.

Whoa, whoa.

Are you all right, miss?

I'm just a bit shaky.

Sit down.

Oh, thank you, uh, mister...

I'm known as Cisco.

Cisco?

You mean you're Cisco Kid?

At your service.

Oh, my uncle told me a lot of stories about you.

He knew you quite well-- Jim Stark.

Well, well, what a surprise.

You are Jim's niece?

My friend Pancho and I were on our way to visit your uncle.

I'm afraid that'll be impossible.

Impossible? Why?

Uncle Jim's dead.

Dead?

When did that happen?

Three weeks ago.

Murdered.

Who did it?

I wish I knew.

But Uncle Jim's lawyer wrote to me and said the law was still

looking for the killer.

I was on my way to see the lawyer when those outlaws robbed

me and killed the driver.

They stole all your money?

Yes, and my papers too.

Papers?

Were they very important?

Well, it consisted of my birth certificate and other

documents to establish my identity.

You see, Mr. Holden wrote that my uncle left me his entire

estate, that I should bring proof of my identity when they

probate the will.

Oh, I see.

It will be very hard for you to prove who you are without those

papers, won't it?

No doubt.

But I'm Mr. Holden will vouch for me.

You see, I met him back east several years ago with my uncle.

Get those papers?

Sure did.

Good work, Nebraska.

Well, Stella, by this time tomorrow you'll be back in

St. Louis and $5,000 richer.

I wish it was all over with.

This waiting around to play the part of Mary Stark is giving me

the jitters.

Stop worrying.

With these papers in our hands, nothing can go wrong.

Get rid of the girl?

Well, no.

The horses ran off with her.

They bolted when Larry shot the driver.

But she probably got killed anyway when the wagon cracked

up.

Maybe it didn't crack up.

Keep your eyes open just in case.

It wouldn't do to have her show up at the probate hearing.

Cisco, Cisco, hurry up.

I followed those banditos.

They are in a shack not very far from here.

Good work, Pancho.

You wait here for us.

Get your hands up!

Get over there!

Pancho, throw their guns away.

With pleasure.

Drop your guns.

Get over there.

You know señor, I like you.

Cisco, these banditos don't look so happy, don't they?

Pancho, there were four of them.

Did you see where the other one went?

No, I just follow these three.

Cisco, what are you looking for?

Some of the papers the girl lost.

Maybe the other bandito-- maybe he got 'em.

Pancho, take them to the sheriff and wait there for me.

Bueno.

I'm going after the girl.

What's the matter?

That Stark girl, she's heading this way with a couple

of strangers.

So nothing could go wrong, eh, George?

Well, this is where I'm clearing out.

Shut up!

Take her in the other room.

Good morning.

What can I do for you folks?

Well, don't you recognize me?

I'm Mary Stark, Jim Stark's niece.

Well, we met back east several years ago.

Don't you remember?

I'm sorry, I don't.

However, won't you sit down?

Thank you.

These are my friends, the Cisco Kid and Pancho.

We're also the friends of Jim Stark, Mr. Holden.

Yeah, and the sheriff has told us he didn't catch the

killers yet.

But he will, rest assured of that.

Murder will out, I always say.

So do I.

Won't you be seated?

No, thank you.

So you're Mary Stark.

That's right.

You have proof of identity with you, I presume?

No, I haven't.

You see, all of my papers were stolen from me this morning.

If it hadn't been for Cisco and Pancho, why, I wouldn't be here.

The three men who robbed her are in jail.

And locked up good and tight.

I see.

Well, I'm afraid that without proof of identity it's useless

for you to lay claim to the Stark estate, miss.

Well, certainly they'll take your word for it that I'm Mary

Stark.

There's more than $250,000 involved.

Now, you can hardly expect me to say I know you when, frankly,

I don't.

Mary, don't you have friends back east who can prove who you

are?

Yes, I have.

Well, then, we'll send for them.

When they get here, everything will be hunky-dory,

just like that, huh?

But what if the judge arrives before my friends do?

Then Pancho and I will try to persuade the judge to postpone

the hearing a while, eh, Pancho?

Yes, we will go and see, and I will talk to him good and

sweet-- Ooh, the judge!

Oh, my... what am I saying?

The judge and the sheriff and-- Oh, frijoles and tamales.

Gee willikers!

Don't mind Pancho, he always is making jokes.

Come, Mary, we'll get you a room at the hotel.

Good-bye, Mr. Holden.

Good-bye.

Be sure and keep in touch with me, miss.

I will.

I don't like this.

That Cisco and Pancho are bad medicine.

And I, for one, want no part of them.

I'm leaving.

Oh, no, you're not.

I brought you out here to do a job, and you're not leaving

until it's finished.

But we'll never get away with it.

Oh, yes, we will.

Nebraska, you're gonna get the boys out of jail.

Right under the sheriff's nose, eh?

No, not exactly.

I'm gonna take him out to the Stark ranch with me to check

over a few things.

What then?

I want you to take care of the girl.

But first get Cisco and Pancho.

And I don't care how.

You two go down by the alley.

We'll get 'em in a crossfire.

Hey, Cisco.

Yes, Pancho?

Look, those mens across the street.

They look like the ones we put in jail, no?

Look out, Pancho!

(gunshots) Come on, let's get out of

here.

Cisco, look!

They trying to get away.

Get our horses, Pancho.

Did they get away, Cisco?

Yes, Pancho.

We'll never find them around here.

Did you know who they were?

I think they were the men we put in jail.

Yeah, but hombres are locked up tight in the jail.

They could have escaped.

Pancho, the girl!

Let's get back to the hotel.

Vamoose.

Wait here for me, Pancho.

Well, see you later, Sheriff.

You find her, Cisco?

No, Pancho.

You mean she disappear like a tortilla when Pancho is hungry?

Say, you think maybe the bandits get her again?

Maybe.

Hey, Cisco, I just see that lawyer man go over to his

office.

Good.

Let's have a talk with that lawyer.

Where's Miss Stark?

You mean the girl who calls herself Miss Stark.

How should I know?

I'm not her keeper?

What's more, I don't like your attitude.

You don't, eh?

No, I don't.

And furthermore-- You think he grab her, Cisco?

Not only that, Pancho, he's responsible for those men

getting out of jail.

And for the attack on us, too.

Well, what are we waiting for?

Hit him one for me.

We don't want any trouble, Pancho.

Now, look, tell me where the girl is.

I told you I don't know.

Don't you?

Hit him for me, Cisco!

Aw, you're out of your minds, both of you.

I tell you I don't know where she is.

Now, tell me where Mary Stark is or I'll beat it out of you.

What in thunder is going on around here?

Don't make me shoot, boys.

Get your hands up.

They were trying to kill me, Sheriff.

Arrest them.

Arrest them, do you hear?

He's not telling the truth, Sheriff.

Peabody, I'm throwing out a warrant for assault and battery,

and attempted murder.

Now, lock 'em up or this county will have a new sheriff.

All right, head toward the jail.

But, Sheriff, I didn't did nothing.

I was only looking.

Aw, get going.

(knock on door) Hey, boss, what happened to

you?

Oh, just a little memento from the Cisco Kid.

How'd you and the boys fall down on the job?

Well, we just couldn't help it.

Oh, well, no matter.

With Cisco and Pancho safely in jail, everything is under

control.

How'd the girl take it.

What do you mean?

You got rid of her, didn't you?

Didn't you?

No, boss, we couldn't find her at the hotel or anywhere

else.

Why you...

Cisco!

But, Sheriff...

Mary.

How did you manage to escape?

Escape?

Yeah, from the banditos.

What banditos?

The ones that took you prisoner yesterday.

I wasn't taken prisoner.

Then where were you?

Well, I went down to the railhead to send a wire

to some of my friends, to help establish my identity as

Mary Stark.

Well, why didn't you told before you goed?

I guess I just didn't think about it.

When I got back, you weren't around, so I came over here to

talk to the sheriff.

She was telling me what Holden was up to when you boys

got into that scrap with him.

Well, you believe her, don't you, Sheriff?

Why, of course.

Then why did you arrest us?

Why, you're not under arrest.

Here are your guns.

I just brought you boys over here because Miss Stark was

waiting for you.

You know, Cisco, this is the nicest sheriff I never did see.

I think I gonna like him.

(chuckles) Say, Sheriff, when will the

probate judge arrive here?

He's already arrived.

As a matter of fact, he's going to hold a hearing on Jim's will

in about an hour.

Cisco, the evidence I wired for won't arrive for at least a

week.

Don't worry, Mary.

Look, I found this woman's cigarette case on Holden's desk.

It has the initial "S.J."

No doubt he'll try to pawn off the owner as you.

If that is try, how you gonna stop him?

The sheriff can do that much easier, Pancho.

It's more important that we prove that Holden is responsible

for Jim's murder and the killing of the driver.

I think I have an idea.

Hmm, it will be quite a surprise for Mr. Holden.

Any sign of the Stark girl?

Not yet.

Whatever happens, don't let her in the courtroom.

Cisco, this I don't understand.

Why didn't we shoot that man in front of the hotel, and then go

tell the judge about Mr. Holdens?

Because, Pancho, we don't have actual proof against him.

We have got to make him expose himself.

I will do what you told me, but it's much more easy to

expose him to a bullet.

Well, Miss Stark, these papers are quite in order.

And I'm prepared to declare you sole and legal heiress to your

uncle's estate as soon as the necessary documents are drawn

up.

Your Honor, I've already drawn up the necessary papers

for your signature.

I believe you'll find them in order.

My client would appreciate your prompt attention.

(alarmed cries) Don't move, anyone!

What is the meaning of this outrage?

Your Honor, many years ago I swore vengeance against Jim

Stark and his family.

He is dead.

But one member of the family remains-- Mary Stark!

She, too, will be dead, in one minute.

I'm gonna kill her!

No, no, don't shoot!

Don't let him shoot me.

I'm not Mary Stark.

I'm not her.

Please, don't kill me.

Don't lie to me.

If you're not Mary Stark, then why are you claiming to be an

heiress to Jim Stark's estate?

I don't.

I'm not her.

He can tell you that I'm Stella Jackson.

Oh, she's lying, Your Honor.

She gave proof to me that she was Mary Stark.

I don't know what she's talking about.

That's not the truth, Your Honor.

He's lying.

He's also responsible for the murder of Jim Stark and the

driver.

Something must have gone wrong, come on.

Hey, you two...

drop your guns.

Mr. Judge would like to see you inside.

Andale!

Well, everything will be all right now, miss.

I'm sure it will.

And thank you for everything, Cisco.

What's the matter, Pancho?

Cisco, why they call this place "Apple Valley"?

I look, I search all around, and I find this tired-looking old

wrinkled apple.

It's not the season for apples, Pancho.

Well, Pancho will enjoy it.

Well, go ahead and enjoy it.

How I can enjoy it when somebody live in there?

(laughter) Hey, Pancho, he don't like

apples anyhow.

Oh, Pancho!

Oh, Cisco!

(laughter) Let's went.

Good-bye, amigos.

See you soon, ha!