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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!

"And as a guarantee for the loan, all members of the

Gunniston Cooperative Association hereby pledge

their land and other holdings and authorize their chairman,

Jim Lacey, to sign on their behalf."

Sign here, Jim.

I'll need your signature, too, Sam, as attorney for

the association.

And here's the $50,000.

Thank you, John.

Well, this will go down as a red letter day for the whole

community.

The irrigation system sure will be a godsend for us men.

And for the women, too.

It will be wonderful having water piped right into

the kitchen.

You should be very proud of your father, Marge,

for having sponsored the water project.

It will develop the entire valley.

How soon will the work be started, Jim?

Just as soon as I get this money to that engineering firm

in St. Louis.

I'll leave on this afternoon's stage.

You better hurry up and get packed, Dad.

You haven't much time.

Oh, yeah.

Well, see you when I get back, Tom.

Have a good trip.

Come on, now.

Oh, don't you worry about me.

(chatter) Well, Tom, in a year

we'll control the whole valley, and we'll set up our own

water project.

Are you sure about that stage driver?

I got him the job, didn't I?

See you later.

What's that over there?

(gunshot) That was a shot, Pancho!

What happened?

(gunshot) Two masked outlaws just

held up the stage, they headed out over there.

Ho!

Mush, ho!

(shouts command) (shouts command)

Cisco, why we stop here?

You think the bandidos just hiding under these big rocks?

I don't think there were any bandid at all, Pancho.

What you mean?

Well, we would have seen them riding off from where we were.

And besides, I didn't like the way that stage driver spoke.

Then why we didn't grab him instead of chasing him where

the wild gooses don't go?

Because I thought it's better to follow him and see

what he's up to.

Come on, Pancho.

Okay?

Yeah, except for a couple of strangers showed up.

I recognized them as the Cisco Kid and his pal.

But I sent them off on a wild goose chase.

What's happened?

Anything wrong?

There sure is.

Jason tells me that the Cisco Kid and his pal held up

the stage, killed Lacey and the guard.

There they are now.

Cisco, my bones tell me that something don't smell so good.

Spread the word.

Don't let 'em get away.

Get your hands up.

(gunshots) What's all the shooting

about?

Some men are trying to kill us.

And for why we don't know.

Get into the house, quickly.

Thank you, Miss.

Sheriff, what happened?

Well, I'm sorry to have to tell you this, Marge,

but a couple of outlaws known as the Cisco Kid and Pancho

held up the stage and killed your dad.

Jason the driver said they also killed the guard.

A few minutes ago they rode into town as bold as brass,

but we'll get 'em.

Sheriff, Sheriff!

Tell your men to come back.

Those killers are in the house.

Those killers are in the house. Surround it.

Those killers are in the house. Surround it.

Well, I'll admit it, it was clever of you putting the blame

on that Cisco Kid and his friend but what happens if--

They got away.

I just talked to the sheriff.

Well, no matter.

If anyone hangs, it'll be them.

Maybe so, but you don't know Cisco like I do.

He'll be after me, and I don't like it.

Oh, I wouldn't worry too much about Cisco.

That's easy for you to say, but get one thing straight--

if things blow up, I'm not taking on the chin myself.

Now, now, Jason, don't get so excited.

Nothing's going to happen.

However, it may be a good idea if you did get out of town

and laid low for a time.

Here's some expense money.

Come back in a couple of weeks.

Thanks.

If that man talks, he'll put a rope around your neck

and mine, do you realize that?

There's no danger of that, Tom.

No?

You heard what he said about not taking it on the chin,

didn't you?

Yeah, but that-- He's a menace to us

as long as he's alive.

Get rid of him and quick.

All right.

What are you gonna do now, Cisco?

We're going to have a little talk with that

stagecoach driver.

Going somewhere?

Go ahead and draw, señor.

It will give me great pleasure to blow your head off.

What do you want?

All the money you stole from Mr. Lacey.

You're crazy.

I didn't rob him.

Search him, Pancho.

Take his gun away.

Did you find it, Pancho?

No, Cisco, he don't got it.

Now look, mister, I'm in no mood to argue with you.

Either talk now or you'll never talk again.

You wouldn't shoot me down in cold blood, would you?

Why not?

That's the way you shot Mr. Lacey and the stage guard.

Hey, Cisco, we're wasting time, let him have it right

through the middle.

Wait, wait!

I'll talk, I'll talk.

Let's get out of here.

Somebody's coming.

Cisco, we are trapped like the fish in the barrel.

Here, come over here.

Sheriff, something terrible has happened--

I know.

You know? Yes, you know, but why don't you do something

about it, Sheriff?

Oh, this is gonna give my hotel a terrible reputation.

He could've gotten himself killed just as easily

someplace else.

What makes you think Cisco did it, Foster?

I don't think, Sheriff.

I know.

I was coming down the hall when I heard Jason pleading with

Cisco for his life.

And Cisco just laughed at him.

Well, why didn't you stop him?

Without a gun?

He'd kill me too.

I suppose you're right.

Hey, Brooks, help me over to the coroner's with the body.

Me? I should say not!

He could have died in number 7, the small room with the

tiny window, or he could have picked number 9, my cheapest

room with the broken bed.

But no, he had to die in the most expensive room

in the hotel.

I should say not.

Come on.

(door closes) Cisco, you hear what

that man say?

I would kill him quicker if he wasn't gonna run away

from here quick.

Pancho, we're not leaving here yet.

Oh, but Cisco-- Not until we clear up

this situation.

You know what my uncle Tino once say?

It's not good to wait around for your own funeral.

And beside, from six feet under the ground you can't hear what

the party's talking about.

If there is going to be any funeral, it will be this man

Foster who will have it.

Come on, Pancho, we have work to do.

Come on, Pancho, we have work to do.

Oh, Sheriff, any luck?

Not yet, but I got an idea they're hanging around here

somewhere.

Well, they'll get a hot reception if they ever show up

again, and I hope they do.

Bueno, Cisco.

Be careful, Pancho.

Halt.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Look, uh, if this is a robbery you're wasting

your time.

All my money's in the bank.

Is that where you put the money you stole from Lacey?

You're the one that took that money.

You know better than that, Foster.

Your friend Jason stole it, and you killed Jason so he

wouldn't talk.

(chuckles) You're out of your mind.

Am I?

That was quite a story you told the sheriff in Jason's room.

My friend and I were hidden in the closet.

You can't prove anything against me.

Maybe I can, after I search your office.

Turn around.

Turn around, I said.

Now put your hands behind.

(high-pitched) Hey, señor, señor!

What do you want, lady?

Señor, you want to buy some wood?

It's the best wood in the...

Oh, but, señor, don't go.

You know, it's impolite to leave a lady before she

finishes talking, and how about the wood?

I'm sorry, madame.

But-- But, señor, what you may think what you can

do with the wood, you can-- I tell you, I don't want

any wood.

Yes, but, señor-- Let me go, let me go!

(normal) Don't get excited.

(high-pitched giggle) It's funny how my voice

change all the time.

(giggles) All right.

I'll take some wood.

Gracias, señor, gracias.

Sheriff!

Sheriff, sheriff!

Sheriff, sheriff, hurry up, hurry up!

What do you want?

There's one of the killers.

Cisco, the sheriff.

Let's went.

Oh, excuse me.

We'll take care of him later.

Come on.

Get your horses, men.

Whoa.

There they are.

They're headed towards Devil's Gate.

We'll turn around.

Throw your guns away, quick!

Cisco said quick.

Pretty clever, Cisco, but you and your friend

will hang yet.

I doubt it very much, Sheriff.

Here.

Read this.

I found it in Foster's office.

It's from an Eastern engineering firm,

written to Barton, your banker.

Barton and Foster were negotiating for a water project

of their own secretly.

But when the association asked for a loan to develop one,

they saw their chance to get their money back, and then

grab up the whole valley.

This Jason, he's the one who killed the stage guard

and Mr. Lacey, and this Barton and Foster paid him to do it.

It is the truth, Sheriff.

We always told the truth, even if we do have to lie

a little bit about it.

Can you prove what you said?

That wouldn't be very hard to do.

Go ahead, Sheriff, you can pick up your guns.

Go ahead, Sheriff, you can pick up your guns.

How did you two get in here?

That is not important, but this is.

Sign here, on the bottom.

Why, this is a blank piece of paper.

I won't do it, I might be signing my life away.

Maybe you will sign your life away if you don't sign it.

Now what's this all about?

Your friend Mr. Foster gave us $5,000 to have you sign

this paper and then kill you.

Foster?

Yes, Foster.

He's going to use this signed paper to transfer the mortgage

to himself on that association land.

He's very smart, I think.

Why, that low-down double-crosser.

Listen, let me go and I'll double what Foster paid you.

In cash?

Yes.

What do you think, Pancho?

Well, Cisco, I think if this lawyer paid us to kill

this man we better did it.

Otherwise, maybe you'd want to get a writ of habeas

Corpus Christis or whatchamacallit?

And, on the other foot, heh, $10,000 ain't nothing

to sneeze on.

And a bird in the tree is worth two in the bulrushes.

(chuckles) All right, where is

the money?

Right here.

Thanks.

We'll see you around sometime, maybe.

Come on, Pancho.

Vamos.

Hey, you think he'll do it?

I'm counting on him.

There he is now.

Well, hello, Barton.

Anything wrong?

No, nothing's wrong.

I'm just going to kill you.

Kill me?

What in Hades is eating you?

You're a clever lawyer.

Too clever.

We go into business together and then you hire the Cisco Kid

to dissolve our partnership.

I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about.

No?

It was your idea to hire the stage driver to kill Lacey.

Mm-hmm.

And it was your idea that we take over the water project

for ourselves.

That's right.

But you didn't want me to live to enjoy the benefits.

Well, now, you're the one that's gonna die.

(gunshot) That was very enlightening,

Barton.

Did you hear enough, Sheriff?

Plenty.

You're under arrest, both of you.

I'll be glad when you both hang, and I hope that I'll be--

All right, drop your guns.

Get over there, all of you.

You, too.

Hurry it up.

He's all yours, Sheriff.

Come on, you.

You too, Barton.

Well, Cisco, our business is finished here.

Let's went.

And with these $10,000 we can-- Oh, Pancho, I'm glad

you reminded me.

Here you are, miss.

Ay, Cisco, you know what you are doing?

Of course, Pancho.

I'm giving Ms. Lacey $10,000.

But I don't understand.

Well, you have to finish the job your father started.

Of course.

This is a little present from the banker.

Thank you, Cisco.

And you too, Pancho.

Goodbye, Ms. Lacey.

Goodbye, Cisco.

Goodbye, $10,000.

Why can't I keep my big mouth shut?

Goodbye, amigos!

See you soon!

(laughing)