 a fiery horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty high old silver, the Lone Ranger. The smallest days of the early western United States. A man's life depended on the quickness of his draw. Violence and bloodshed were common, and it was not until the masked rider of the plane started his great fight for justice that the frontier was made safe for honest men and women. Return with us now to those thrilling days when the West was young. From out of the past come the thundering hoofbeats of the great horse Silver. The Lone Ranger rides again. In the dead of night, two men raced across the desolate broken country near the foot of the hills. Where'd you think you was going? I know you should stop and me, Josh. Lingo my pony. Oh, fool. Riding off into the moonlight? What's biting you? I can't stand it no more. Let go. You won't do nothing. Getting up in the middle of the night and riding away. Hadn't been for the noise you made roping your horse, I'd never know you was gone. Josh, I tell you this place is haunted. Haunted. That's what I said haunted. Don't haunt you guys in your mind. You've been chowing too much buffalo meat. Hell, you don't believe me, huh? Non real sidewinder Corsidone. What I keep hearing him, I tell you. Night and day I keep hearing him. His voice screaming at me, kind of thin and far away. Like it was that day he, that day he drowned it. Me, you're standing on the shore and him was swirling down the stream screaming at me to help him, to help him. I keep hearing him, I tell you. I keep hearing him. I can't see him. But I keep hearing him. I look and he ain't there. Seems like it's coming from the sky calling at me, calling at me. It's him again. I don't hear nothing. How you deep? You got to hear him. You got to. Your ears ain't so good, but I still think it's good. That was him. How he hid it, his plane, his plane. I could have shaved him, throwed him a rope and I didn't. I let him drown in the water swirling and calling, waving his arms in the water, sucking him under. Cal, you got to stop me. Maybe it's in my head. Maybe I keep hearing him on the count. I deserve to die. I deserve to hear him. You old fool. Let go of me. Let go or I'll knock you off your horse. Don't tell. Let go, I tell you. Let go or I'll cut you off. He ain't stopping me. Get him, boy. Get him. I deserve to die. You got my horse. Bring back my horse. Coming. Cal, come back. It's Cal. The crazy coot. He's heading right for the quicksand. Knock me off my pony. Heading right for the quicksand and I can't stop him. Have been there. The cabin all right, Hunter. Josh must have come back here after he trailed his pardon to Cal. Him go out on horse, come back on foot. Trails, big plane. Come along. We're left town to come here. Might as well go in and make ourselves acquainted. Uh, you lead. Tondo follow. Come on. Get him up. Come on, boy. Get him up. We can find out a lot we want to know about this. Look out. Him in door. Hold the hose of fire. Get back. Don't come no closer. Hold the fire. We're friends. I ain't got no friends. Keep me distant. Pull out that gun. Make tracks. You and that engine make tracks before I let you have it. What we do? That man answers the description, Tondo. That's Josh. I'll give you three. Give me a don't dust. I'm going to make you one. We've got to see that man. Got to talk to him. Give Scout his head, Tondo. When I give the word, go in. True. Now, Tondo. Come on, Silly. Come on, Scout. My nation, get back. I swear I'll let you have it. Give me that gun, Silly. Let's go. Your gun. You're there. That's better. Damn it. Did you want me to plug that horse to yours? I knew you wouldn't shoot, Silly. You're duck behind the horse. I couldn't see nothing to aim at. You and the engine. That's an old Indian trick, Josh. I just shot you, but not them horses. You figured that way, didn't you? Hey, did you call me by name? I didn't. But I don't know you. You couldn't. What name did you say? Your name is Josh. Josh Kerry. That's what I thought you said. I'm a might thief, but that's what you said. Who are you? We're friends, Josh. What do you want here, anyways? Masked man and a ninja. Why were you and Cal staying out here alone? Why weren't you closer to town? Dad, blame it. You keep circling like a roped steer. I asked the question. Answer it. What do you want here? I wear a mask for a reason, Josh. My friend and I are on the trail of two bad men. We learned of them in town. Ah, them come this way. Huh? I suppose you're joining up with them. On the contrary. We want to catch them. Josh, the story in town is that you and Cal had some valuable furs hidden away. I ain't saying. If you have, those men are after them. Have you seen any strangers? Only you, and I soon see the last of you. There's another story in town, Josh. A story that deals with voices. Voices that keep calling. Ah, I never heard them. But Cal, Caly claimed he did. Caly? But there ain't no spirit. We'd like to hear about you and Cal, Josh, and your old partner partner. We're ridden a long way all night. We're hungry. You can trust us. Well, they can ain't got no choice. You've got my gun. Besides, ain't need to turn away anyone that's hungry. Man or beast. Come on. Duck your head, mask man. The door wasn't built high enough for you. I'll rattle up some grub for you. Thanks, Josh. I'm good. But I ain't telling nothing. Not about Cal or Bart or any furs, you savvy? I ain't gonna tell nothing. Cal and me. Seems like a long time ago we went out crapplin' and fur huntin'. We was real pards, Cal and me, growed up together. And Bart, he sorta wanted in long about the time we was getting grown pains. There was much for talkin', Bart wasn't. Seems like at times there might've been something in his past he was trying to forget. But me and Cal, all we cared about was that Bart was a right good pard. You collected many skins, Josh? All's runnin' in trouble, we did. We'd make a good catch, then we'd lose it. Up north in the game country. Then we'd done good three winters ago. We'd caught and skinned a... Well, we did all right. That was when you moved down here. Well, it was right after that when Bart grounded. Fell into the stream right after a spring cloud burst. But it wasn't Cal's fault. He couldn't have saved Bart. Even if he'd had his robe with him, which he didn't. He prayed on Cal's mind? Yeah. Claimed he heard Bart. Me, I'm kinda hardy hearin', but I didn't hear it, no how. What, Cap? Father, it's the voice. Old time I listen. You heard that, you must've. There it is again. Oh, listen. Josh, who was that? You go and plumb local. I don't hear nothin'. That spittered voice. Would you stand at me for... I hear a little something. Sounds like a coyote. No, he was arguing with you. Here's Gilbert. Here, boy. Here's Scout. That's Otto. Steady, Gilbert. We leave here. Yeah, get out and stay out. We're going, Josh, but you'll hear from us again. Come on, Gilbert. Get him up, Scout. Get him up, Scout. That's enough for now, Gunny. Careful. Slide down behind the ridge. Don't want anybody to spot you again in the skyline. Careful. Sit right on that horn. We ought to get some more bark and make us another one to slag. This one is shredding away. Yeah, maybe so. We'll use it up, gettin' Cal scared. Yeah, it sure makes the voice scary, don't it? Yeah, it'll be used up for you. It throws your voice way out, makes it kinda echo. Yeah. It scared Cal into going to the quicksand, eh? He sure is a goner. Of course, I'm sure. Didn't I see him right out last night? The moon was plenty bright to see by. Maybe he didn't get to the quicksand. He got there. I seen the tracks going right in. Yeah, but did you see him? How could I, you fool? That quicksand pulls him way down under. You know that. Think we're gonna get that pile of furs? You think we ate it? I don't know. We've been workin' on them. But the only one that would fail for it was Cal. It won't take long for Josh Carey to get scaredy. You're forgettin' me. He's all alone now. I ain't forgettin' nothin', Slag. But I say move in. But first... Because we ain't gettin' no place. I can make that old gopher come across about them furs. Time up and put a hot iron to his toes. It won't work. All his spirit stuff ain't workin'. Carey's steppin' as a packney will get a. He'd rather die before he lets go of them pelts. From all the counties, get a fortune in that first. I say move in. You forgettin' whose, boys? Now look. I'm passin' this and I say wait. Now, you wanna back up your idea with gunplay or not? Sure, sure, Slag. I didn't mean nothin'. You're the boss, only I... Only that settler. See, more of them voices. Yeah? Johnny, look over the radio. Hmm? Careful now. You see him? Yeah, two of them. Hey, look at that white horse. Yeah, and that's the engine on the paint. Them two is a Carey's cabin. I guess my voice scared him off, huh? You fool, not them. Gunner, I changed my mind. We're gonna bust in on Carey tonight. If you want action, you're gonna get it. But you said just now... Here's your eyes, bless you. Them two is goin' right past the ridge. An engine and a white man on a white horse. There ain't but one outfit like that. We're goin' after George because we got her before that hombre stuffs us. Gunner, that there's a lone ranger. Keep your eyes front, Taddo. Ah, don't look toward that ridge. Somethin' there. That voice didn't come from any spirit, Taddo. It was real, even though George couldn't hear it. Ah, Taddo hear it? It was hard to locate the direction it came from, but I think I know it now. Just before I caught a flash of light from metal, probably a sombrero belt, a buckle or something. That's bad. We might circle around and surprise whoever's up there. But if we do, there might be bloodshed. They're up on a hill. It would be dangerous to go after them. What do then? Josh must be saved from those crooks, Taddo. But it must be done so that he realizes how foolhardy he is to keep valuable furs where they can be stolen. And that crew? We had for town? Yes, for town. Let them think we're leaving, that they weren't seen. I have a plan, and let's hope it works. Come on, Silver. Get him up, Sky-O Silver, away! The curtain falls on the first act of our Lone Ranger drama. Before the next exciting scenes, please permit us to pause for just a few moments. How to continue our story. A short time later, as darkness settled over the town, men began to gather in the Silver Dollar Cafe. Did you hear? This engine says he's seen Cal's ghost. Just rode into town. His horse was all lathered. Hey there, you fellas! Here's tea! You heard the news? You hear anything, Dave? Shut up and listen to me now, quiet. It's that spirit talk. Cal's ghost. Don't know how Josh can stick it out there. Quiet! Yeah, I hear it all about it. I've seen the engine. You have? He rode into town, plum-tuckered out. At least, ways he acted that way. He's over to Ma Barton's now catching his bread. Did he see the ghost? He said so. I don't believe it. That whole country's haunted, I'll tell you. Now, wait up! Yeah, yeah, he babbled something about Cal's ghost. One Cal drowned in the quicksand. Sure, sure he was. And with all them voices, Cal was here, and there's no wonder to me that he can't stay put. All the more reason for staying out of there. Yeah, that's the engine story. Now, I don't hold much truck with redskins, but... Hey, look! It's him! It's the engine! Me, me, Tonto, me, come tell you. Now, here, give him room. What for? Is just an engine? That's enough out of you, stranger. Yeah, let him talk. You seen Cal's ghost? Ah, me ride from cannon. Here, me hear spirit in sky. Spirit all around, me ride past. There you are, I told you. All right, engine. There's plenty of us here that have heard them voices. That's how come we don't ride out that way much? Man, they're in cabin. Who? What man? You're talking about Josh? Him alone now. Not bad. You go bring him back. What? What's he saying? Go off there? Rain up, engine. You mean we should go out and bring Josh into town? Ah, him be safe here. No spirit, no voice. You bring him. No, sir, me. Not me. Let him do his own bringing. You're riding the wrong herd, engine. There ain't none of us is gonna ride out there this time of night. Not even to save Josh. You need help. We warned him plenty before about that place. What you say about spirits? Well, maybe we don't believe in spirits, but we ain't gonna find out. Yeah, maybe in daylight, but not when it's dark. Uh, I ain't hanging around listening to no engine, arguing to nothing. I'm getting none about my business. Sorry, engine. Much as we'd like to help you, that stranger had the right idea. Yeah. You, you wait. You listen. No, we had enough of this here spirit stuff. You go out, bring man back. That's enough, Redskin. We got other things to think about, besides helping out a stubborn old golfer who's too cranky for his own good. I say you go. Now look here, who you giving orders to. Who do you think you are? If and Josh wants to take his chances, that's his affairs, not ours. Shut up. What the, a masked man? It's a hold up. Don't slap, mother. The first man who starts the draw won't finish it. Did you see that? Then guns jumped into his hand. Who do you think you are? I don't think Tyler wouldn't be able to persuade you to go out after Josh Kerry. That's why I'm here. Aim to make a stranger? I only drew my guns because I had to. I won't use them. I hear you say you're a friend of this Redskin. We travel together. And we listen to the engine, working with a masked man. Yeah, it's a trap. There isn't time to explain. You're going out to Josh Kerry's cabin. Now hold on. If you're aiming to force him. I told you I won't need guns. Then who are you? You bust in here masked. You're with his engine. Me tell him Lone Ranger. He's Lone Ranger. That's right. You'll have to prove that clean stranger. Just because your mask don't signify you the Lone Ranger. There's plenty of masked armbrays, but there ain't but one Lone Ranger. All right. You ask for proof. Yeah, look for yourselves. My horse is out here tied to the hitching rail. Give me your look at him. Any of you fellas ever seen the Lone Ranger? Yeah. You two men. You might not know me because of the mask, but you couldn't mistake Silver. Look out the door. Hey, that horse is a beauty. I ain't never seen one like that before. Well, you two, do you recognize him? Here's Silver. Yep, that's him all right. Couldn't forget that horse. Well, that settles it. You can put up them guns. You're the Lone Ranger all right. Good enough. Now get your horses. We're going out to the cabin. Well? Look, Ranger. We know you. We want to do what's right. But them spirits, that voice. That voice is not a spirit. I've heard it and I know. Josh needs your help. He has to be convinced he belongs in town with people who know him and like him. This kind of country is courting danger. I mean, that voice is real. It ain't ghost. Now I give you my word on that. You do, huh? Well, that's enough for me. How about it, boys? Good. Now hurry. Get your mounts. Hot to it, boys. Fifteen minutes. That's all we need. We'll be ready to ride. Need talk now. So what is it, Tonto? One man, him here or for. Him go for you come. One man? I saw one man riding hard as I came up. I think he left here. What about him? Tonto Noem. Him crook. What? You knew him? Him voice. You mean, Tonto, it was the voice that we heard out at the cabin? That's right. Tonto Noem. And he knows we're going out there. He must be planning to get to Josh ahead of us. You, you there. You following me, Ranger? I ain't got my horse here. I'm going on ahead. Follow as soon as you can. Me get scouted. No, wait, Tonto. You're staying with the men to lead them. I'll take scout with me. He isn't winded. He just made it appear as if he'd come a long way. That's right. But where is scout? Him and Ma Barton. All right. I'll get him on the way. Here's over. But, Ranger, I don't serve you. What in tarnation you want an extra horse for? I want him for Cal, Josh's partner. Hipp, steady, boy. Cal, but Cal's dead. He went into the quicksand. Everybody knows that. I haven't time to explain now. You learn later. But don't be surprised if he isn't dead. Come on, Gilbert. Follow as soon as you can. Come on, boy. We're heading for Josh's cabin. We've got to get there in time. Who's there? It's me, Slag. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Good, there. Whoa, whoa. I almost put a bullet in the air. Get your horse, Prano. Hey. I just come from town, Slag. That injured was in there talking to the men. I seen the lone ranger, too. Sure, we seen him heading for town this afternoon. Yeah, but that trick voice ain't acting like we figured. Hey. Them men are coming out here. Look, I'm the Josh Carey's cabin. If we want them first, we've got to move fast. Get your horse. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Give me that horn. I'll hide behind the door. When I get sit, you do the voice. Yeah, I'll make it plenty loud so you can hear it in his sleep. Start it now. Again, he's moving. Let's jump inside. Go on. Slut the door. Now you shut down. What a carnation you mean. I heard Bart. I heard his voice. We want them first. Can you? It was your voice. It sounded like Bart. You even look like him. But you ain't Bart. You can't be. No, I ain't him. I am his son. His son? Yeah. He didn't talk about me none, did he? Sure he didn't. On a con, he didn't like the way I turned out. Him in his honesty. And Bart's son? No wonder he didn't say nothing about his past. And you're more. He died when I was born. That's enough of this. We want them first. You won't get them? No. Where are they? Go on. You can hit me all you want to. I won't tell. They're murderers. That's what? You drove Cal to his death in the quicksand. Sure, we did. We heard about them first. We heard about how he was always blaming himself for Bart's death. So we thought of this little ski. Only now we ain't got time for play acting. Get that rope, Kelly. Yeah. That's still your buzzin'. What are you going to do? Get time, yapsie. You call us murderers. That's what you are. Only no good murdering skunks. Tighter with them ropes, leg. They're tight. Sure, we're murderers, judge. Before we're through with you, you're going to hand over them first and the same goes for you. If I had my gun, I'd blow you. Well, just stop her. He ain't tired yet. Did you hear nothing? Huh? Seems like a head steps outside. Look out the window. Okay, that's old paper. Not glass. Can't see through it. Hey. What the devil? There. That's Cal's voice. The Japanese dead in the quicksand. We seen the tracks. He's come back from the dead. Cal. Let's go. He's coming again now. Where's the door? I'm getting out through. What the? It's a ranger. The lone ranger. Shoot it down. The next time it'll be you instead of your gun slag. Get back against the wall. Sure, sure. Anything you see. You're one of recrimes all over the territory. This time your trail's ended. Given that this for a month. And you're caught. Don't worry, Josh. It's all over. But that voice, it was Cal. Was you making that voice, Ranger? No, I wasn't. But, dead murder ranger, I heard it plain as plain. It was Cal's voice. But it couldn't be. Listen, it was his spirit. It was done the same way these two men had appeared that Bart's voice was talking. Yeah, but this was Bart's son. The voice is the same. This time it had to be Cal's spirit. I'd recognize that voice anywhere. I'd tell you it was... Cal, you can come in now. Huh? You're calling the ghost. Well, was you calling me, lone ranger? Hello, Josh. Oh, we've dead burned. Well, you're on real poor cat, ain't you glad to see me? Cal, you're real. I'm sure I am. But the quicksand. You went local and rode right for the quicksand. Yeah, I'd have been in it too. Only the lone ranger come along. Him and that engine of hison. They roped me and pulled me out. I've had Cal hidden away, Josh. We let these two believe he was dead. But, Mia, I believed it too. You better untie him, Cal. Yeah. Josh, I'm sorry we had to fool you. Well, you should be. All the time he's thinking you was gone. You get these ropes off. I... I could if I could see him better. Get him off and I'll whip you with an inch of your life. Letting me think you was... Oh, Cal, then you hide. I never thought I'd see you again. You're alive. Alive. I hope this teaches you a lesson, both of you. It sure does, Ranger. You're getting on in years. You're turning cranky from being alone. Why, you'd gotten so that you distrusted all your fellow men. I reckon so. That's why we was holed up out here instead of being in town. And yet those people are willing to help you. Then we'll get them first out of the hiding place and sell them for what we can get. And be... Huh? What did you say? I said the people in town are willing to help you. You mean that they... Listen then, you won't hear them. Horses. It's a posse. Where did I can't hear nothing? Sure you can. Because your ears are just as blind as your temper, you old coyote. They're coming like a house fire the whole town. You think you can hold these two prisoners till I get here? Them too? Let them move one finger and I'll blast them loose from the boot. You're doing right again. Then watch them, Cal. I'm leaving. There goes a real man, George. He sure saved us a plenty. George, you all right? What's going on? What's up? Cal! Cal! Now take it easy, boys. I ain't no ghost. I'm alive. But sure we are. Cal didn't get in no quicksand. Was all a crooked scheme of these two pole cats. Sure we're alive. We ain't kicking. No, sir. From now on, me and Cal's moving to town. We aim to be the kind of folks you fellas are. We aim to be friends. You've just heard as a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.