 Hay-o-silver! A fiery horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust and a hearty hay-o-silver! The Lone Ranger! With his faithful Indian companion, Tonto, the masked rider of the plains led the fight for law and order in the early western United States. The stories of his strength and courage, his daring and resourcefulness have come down to us through the generations and nowhere in the pages of history can one find a greater champion of justice. Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear. From out of the past come the thundering hoofbeats of a great horse, Silver! The Lone Ranger rides again! Come on, Silver! We've got to meet Tonto at Tomahawk Basin! Hay-o-silver! The Lone Ranger and Tonto, seeking to get real proof that Benjamin Steele, king of the cattle country, is actually a criminal worse than any outlaw, were up against a tough foe. The vast Tomahawk Basin was the center of Steele's activities and the masked man and Tonto made their camp on the rim of the Great Basin. One morning, as they stood by the campfire, there came a faint whisper of sound from the surrounding woods. Then, a knife whistled through the air. Kimosabe, somebody throw a knife. Teddy Tonto, the knife was meant to miss. Just a warning. Step out into the clearing. I've got you covered. Right into the clearing or I'll shoot. I'll give you a quick advice, man. You don't scare his ear. Kimosabe, horse wear Tomahawk brand. Rick, you don't know who I am. Tomahawk, brand of Benjamin Steele ranch. You work for him. I don't think this man worked for Steele, Tonto. You've never met me by his command. But I don't mind telling you who I am. I know who you are. Oh, you do, eh? I can guess. Your name is Benjamin Steele. Uh-huh. Mr. What they say about you is sure a fact. You're the coolest ombre I ever met outside of myself. If I'm Steele. Steele, you're a member of the Black Arrow. I was a member of the Black Arrow. But the Black Arrow's gone. You smashed it. Just as you'll be smashed someday. Well, you're holding a six-shooter on me. Why don't you take me to jail? I'm not a fool. What the matter, Kimosabe? You've got prisoner. We take him to jail, get him to sheriff. We do. He'll be free inside of an hour. Sure. Because you gotta have proof to put a man behind boys' engine. There's nothing on earth to prove that I've been a member of the Black Arrow. Yes, there's nothing on earth to prove I don't run things fair and square in accordance with the law. Steele, this gun is aimed at your heart. I pull the trigger. There would be no need of a judge or a jury. No need for jail. You know, mister. But you won't pull the trigger. No? You won't pull the trigger because you're the lone ranger. A lone ranger believes in law and order. You do everything according to what's honest. That's why I came here, bold as brass. I knew you wouldn't shoot. All right, Steele. Got to the point. Mister, the point is as sharp as that knife sticking to the tree. Clear out. You and the engine both. Clear out. Because you say so? I run things in Tomhawk Basin. If you try to stop me, you'll end up six feet underground in your grave. I don't hire staying here until you land in jail, Steele. So it's that way, huh? War is it? Call it anything you like. But you'll end up in jail. What can you do against me? A man's smarter than an engine. He's stubborn, that's what. So be it then. It's your funeral. I hope you give me a good fight. Because I like fights, savvy. I like them and always win them. Tomhawk Basin belongs to me. I don't have to cattle to roam the grasslands. Soon I'll own all of them. I'll use any methods I like and nobody's going to stop me. Those that have nerve enough to stand up against me will die. And that goes for you, mister. Steele, clear out before I change my mind. I hope you live to regret that. Adios, guinevere. Im plenty bad. He's clever, Tonto. He knows we haven't a shred of proof against him. That's why he could meet us face to face. We've got plenty men and plenty guns. We stay in Tomhawk Basin. Maybe any time we ride into ambush, get shot. We've got a job to do, Tonto, and nothing will stop us. We're riding into the Basin. Young is the waterhole, father. Shall we water the horses before we go into the ranch house? Yeah, Abbey. I'm on my dry ride from Leadville. Say, who's that? It looks like Ted Bailey. A girl in love sure has sharp eyes. Don't deny it, Abbey. You're flushing clean up your ears. But Ted Bailey's a nice young fella. I wouldn't mind having him for a son-in-law. He hasn't even asked me. Sure, sure. Now, don't tell him I said so. Boo, boo, there, boy. Boo, boo. Well, hottie, Miss Abbey. It's nice to see you. I'm here, too, Bailey. Of course, Mr. Kerry. Hottie, do you too? You didn't think I overlooked you. I wasn't sure, son. Been waiting long? Waiting? Well, I haven't been waiting. Oh, just a coincidence, huh? Yeah. Then how come your horses trample down the ground so much? Well, I... what that is, I... Now, Father, you stop that. Ted Bailey wanted to wait around to pass the time of day with this. There's no call for you to think it's funny. Well, I reckon you must be right thirsty, Miss Abbey. Let me help you off the wagon. It's mighty nice seeing you again. It's been quite a while. Well, I ride herd for Mr. Steele. I had to make a trip to Chisholm. Oh, the water's nice and clear, isn't it? Yeah. Haven't watered my horse yet. I didn't want him to muddy up the water before you came. There you are. Take a sip. Don't drink that water. Hey, what in thunder? Ted, it's a mask, Miss Abbey. Stand back. Let me get my gun. Now, get that gun. You shot the gun right out of your head. Hey, hey, what's the meaning of this? Lady, are you hurt? Oh, no, Mr. Carey. If it isn't hurt, I will have hit the gun. You're an outlaw. Is this a whore? Well, what else could it be, Miss Abbey? These ombres riding in spur for leather. And besides, my boss, Mr. Steele, warned all us riders it was an outlaw roaming the basin. An outlaw riding a white horse and wearing a mask an engine part with him. We're not outlaws. Mr. Steele's my boss. I work for him and I believe what he tells me. If you'd taken a drink of that water, you wouldn't be working for Steele much longer. The water's poisoned. What? What's that? The water's poisoned. That's why I fired those shots as a warning. I don't believe it. You were up on the ridge. How could you tell if the water was poisoned? Yeah, did you taste it? I don't have to taste it. Look across the waterhole. Huh? Get it, Tunnel. Get him up the skull. Why is holding up a jackrabbit? Here, Kim, Miss Abbey. Thanks, Tunnel. This jackrabbit was lying on the far side of the waterhole. Take a look at it, Kerry. Gee, hussafat, mister, you're right. It was drinking from this waterhole and now it's dead. Bailey, would you know anything about this? Me? How come you didn't drink before we arrived? How come you... Are you saying I poisoned the water? It looks mighty suspicious. Father! Keep out of this, Abbey. Kerry, if you wasn't Miss Abbey's father... Don't hide behind a woman's skirts, Bailey. I asked you what you... That does it. I got another gun. Drop that! Keep your hands away from that holster. Let him draw, mister. That's enough, Kerry. Bailey, get on your horse and travel. If you asked me, Mass Man, I'd say it was you poison this water. I said, get on your horse. There's only one of you here I give a hang about. I'm leaving for her sake. Goodbye, Miss Abbey. Oh, you shouldn't have said that. Dead Bailey couldn't have poisoned the water. He couldn't. Somebody did, Abbey. Now we're licked for certain. There's nothing left for me to do but to sell our ranch. I'll have to accept Steel's offer. What's that? Steel, Benjamin Steel, owner of the Tomahawk Ranch. He's made me an offer. You're not going to sell? Sure I am. Lock, stock and bell. What else can I do? This is the only water in my range. I can't let my cattle die of thirst. Kerry, have you thought that Steel himself might have poisoned this water? What? Why should he do that? They got your cattle? Oh, that's ridiculous. Benjamin Steel's the biggest man in this valley. He wouldn't do a thing like that. You asked me. I think Ted was right. I think you poisoned the water. No, that's not true. You're outlaws. You should do it and then want us away. But I just... We're not poison water. We're friends. That's enough, Tonneau. There's no way to settle the argument now. It gets us no place. I don't know what to think. I'm all mixed up. Kerry, would you wait a little while before making up your mind to sell out? I can't wait long. Tonneau, I saved your life just now. We're asking you not to sell. Mister, I'll think it over. That's all I can say. Good. You may hear from us later. Adios. Get him on the scout. Adios. Come on, Silver. Come on, Abby. I'm going to drive right to the ranch house. Follow those men or outlaws. Yes, Billy says Mr. Steele warned all his men about them. I don't know, Abby. Mr. Steele's a mighty big man, but somehow that mess, Gent, he didn't sound like an outlaw. I don't care what he sounded like. He must be an outlaw. Right straight back here to the ranch house, Mr. Steele. And if I'd been able to, I'd have shot that masked hombre, like you said. He's an outlaw, all right. No honest man would be so fast on the draw. Kino Billy. I'm glad you told me. So Kerry's water hole was poisoned, eh? Well, him and me had a couple of words. Yeah. I thought you and Kerry were pretty friendly. I'm sorry about it now. He accused me of poisoning the water. No. Of course, now that I'm calmed down, I'm going to forget about it. Poor Kerry's had so much tough luck lately. He's all on edge. Yes, poor fellow. I hope he takes my offer and at least he'll give him some cash to sell a lot of new plays. I reckon I'd better go now, huh, Mr. Steele? Yes, Billy. Head back and write a line on that south herd. You better stop in the kitchen and have some grub seen as you missed the name. Well, thanks, Mr. Steele. Gosh, you're a straight ombre to work for. Howdy-oast. Howdy-oast, Billy. Straight ombre to work for. That Billy kid's still wet behind the ears. I sure got him fooled. You've got everybody fooled in your stead. Howdy, Breed. You been here all this time? Yes, sir. I stay in corner very quiet. Here it would be, he said. The master man, he make trouble already, yes. Breed, if him and the engine had one din, that don't carry his ranch. Sure. Caring his daughter would be dead from that water. That is true, yes. It'd be dead. It would no living relatives. They could have taken their place like that. Well, the Bailey, he would be dead, too. Whatever. That ignorant carpudget wouldn't be any loss to me. It's easy to get his local weed. I want you more careful, Breed. The master man hasn't seen that dead rabbit. They're taking that water. Señor, I put the poison in the water hole. I do not stay around to watch. I have a moose pronto. Well, never mind. You go somewhere, Señor. Send him a hoarse, Breed. I'm riding over to see Kerry. I'm going to pay cash and get his ranch right now. Here you are, Kerry. It's a bag full of cash. $2,000. Just sign this bill of sale. I'll get you a ranch, and the cash is yours. Well, I sort of promised the master man. Master man? You wouldn't cactus that on Breed's an outlaw. I'm doing your neighborly turn, offering to buy you a place. I've got a good mind to take back my office. Father, Mr. Steele is right. Sign the bill of sale. You know, if I could only locate the skunk who's poisoned my water hole and burnt my winter hay... I don't reckon I'm wasting my time. Give me my cash and I'll use to you, Kerry. No. No, wait, Mr. Steele. He know I. I'll sign. Hey. I knew you'd have sense, Kerry. There's a pen dipped right in the ink well. What's the... The math, man. I put a smashed ink well. There's ink all over the bill of sale. Kerry isn't signing, Steele. Clear out. Kerry, are you going to let this ornery outlaw talk you into losing his sale? You heard me, Steele. Clear out and take your money with you. And don't come back. The curtain falls on the first act of our Lone Ranger story. Before the next exciting scenes, please permit us to pause for just a few moments. Now to continue our story. Faced with the two six guns and the steady hands of the Lone Ranger, Steele rode away from Kerry's ranch in a fuming rage, leaving the masked man in tonto. Kerry, I thought you promised me you'd think it over. In another minute, Steele would have had your ranch. Mister, you and the engine get out of here. Kerry, you mustn't, sir. Right now I probably lost my one chance. Steele won't make that offer again. Not after this. Then there must be some other way. There's no other way. Then Steele was big-hearted enough to make me an offer. Don't be a fool, sir. Yeah, I was a fool. I was a fool in the first place to listen to you. Well, you stopped us from drinking that water, so I listened. We're not listening anymore. Right, Abby. We're quits now, Masked Man. I won't start any gunplay because of what you did at the waterhole. And also because you're inside my house. But now I'm telling you in no uncertain terms, get out and stay out. And the next time I see you, be ready to shoot. Let's go, Tunno. Hey, what's the matter? Come on, Silver. What we do now, Kimus, honey? Kerry doesn't know what he's getting into, Tunno. Steele's as crafty and dangerous as a rattlesnake. Ah, him worse than rattlesnake. Rappler give warn before him strike. We're going to keep on the alert every minute. Day and night. That's right. We may not corner Steele, but at least we can try and save Kerry. Him mad like crazy buffalo. And we'll help him inspire him himself. Steele, him plenty smart ombre. Come to wonder what he'll do next. Oh, there. Oh, boy. Breed. Breed, where are you? I'm here, senor. You get the land from Kerry. Yeah, it doesn't look like it. No, senor. That is the money you bring back, eh? What happened? A loan ranger. That's what happened. Oh. Kerry was all set to sign. Had the pen in his hand. Then the ranger was signed. Senor. Well, you were away. I think of another way to get cattle from Kerry. What's that? I have a plan, senor. It'll be easy to work, I think. There is a white horse in the corral. A horse that looks something like silver. What do you aim at, Breed? I'll tell you. But first I ask you a question. Well... If I get in trouble, senor, it may be bad for you, yes? What do you mean? To the rest of the people in Tomahawk base, and you are a very honest man. Only me know you have done many crimes, yes? Go on. It would be to your best interest to... to protect me, eh? If I should go to jail, perhaps. You won't. But if I should... Breed, I'll tell you right here now. You won't go to jail. But if you ever did, you can cut on me to get you out. I hope so, senor. I'll have to get you out. If you talk to you, put her over on my neck. See. I make sure you understand that it's all. Let's have it. What's your scheme? You are a good neighbor, senor Steele. You have a water hole not far from senor Carey's ranch, yes? That water's mine. It's not open water. Oh? Then perhaps you will open it, yes? Senor, for this scheme, I use the white horse. I rest like the long ranger. And to take the message to senor Carey, we can use Ted Bailey. You listen, now I tell you. I got word the boss wanted me. Is he around, Breed? He'd take a little walk for a moment, Ed. Oh. That's what you ought to do. I am foreman for senor Steele. Sure thing, Breed. The boss he offered to buy Carey out. Say, that's right. Nice of him. Mr. Carey must have been mighty pleased. Well, this sale was not completed, Bailey. That mascot law, he stopped it. No. What dog gone that gents hide? I tell you, Breed. Well, senor Steele is very generous man. He's going to let Carey water his hole that the cottonwood water hole. After what happened? See, you are a good friend to Mr. Carey. Well, him and me had a few words. Ah. It does not matter. You are still friends. Tomorrow you'll ride. Tell senor Carey he can water cattle at the cottonwood. You do that, yes? Yes, sir. I sure will. I'll get there around noon tomorrow. Now, you eat that dinner, father. I didn't cook it just to look at. Abby, I can't help feeling it. Howdy. I've been riding all morning. Got some chow for a hungry man? Ted. Ted Bailey. What, Ed? Tarnation. Oh, now, oh there. Hold on, Mr. Carey. My holsters are empty. You left my guns out with a horse. And besides, I'm the bearer of good news. Yeah? Yes, sir. Now wipe that gloom off your face. At first off, I'm apologizing for getting riled the other day. And second and most important, Ben Steele sent me to tell you that you can drive your cattle to the cottonwood water hole and let them drink their fill. The cottonwood? But that belongs to Mr. Steele. I haven't any money to pay him the watering fee. It won't cost you one red cent. What's that? Not one red cent. Mr. Steele says there's no sense letting good cattle die while you and him are fixing to make a sale anyway. Say, that is good news. I don't have to get back to my job to the day after tomorrow, Mr. Carey. If you want me, I'll be glad to give you a hand getting the cattle to the water hole. Ted. Youngster, draw up a chair and set down. Abby, dish up some more of that grub. I could eat a wolf. A hide and whoops in there. You're getting good food, Ted Bailey. Pile the plates high, Abby. I got my appetite back. Yep, Billy. We'll round up the cows this afternoon. Start moving them right out. I reckon we ought to get the cottonwood water hole a mite before sundown tomorrow. I've just now come from the water hole, Senor. I lured the heavy sack with a poison into the water. In an hour, all the water will be poisoned. What about Carey? I saw his herd, the cattle from the top of the hill. In another three hours, then they will drink. Good. You better get back there in time to put on your act. Please, Senor. As they approached the water hole, they were caught sight of a masked man riding away at full gallop. Only it will not be the long ranger, eh? He will be someone else. Water! There's a water hole up ahead. Listen to this deer. They can smell it. Don't let them go too fast. They've been thirsty so long, I'll drink too much. Keep them in control. Yes, sir. You be along, horns are going to drink your fill. Nice, fresh, sweet water coming mighty soon. Get along, ma'am. Move along. We'll herd them tandem. Our ride point up front. Good boy. Ted. Yeah, Miss Abby? Thanks for all you've done. Oh, shucks, Miss Abby. This was Mr. Steele's doing. Thanks anyway. You reckon your paw's going to sell to Mr. Steele? Of course he will. All the bad luck we've been having and Ben Steele being so friendly naturally will sell. Oh, too bad the water on your ranch has been poisoned. Usually takes a month for the poison to disappear. You couldn't wait that long. Well, you could now if you keep on using this water hole. Can I pay for it? No, Ted. We can't take any more advantage of Ben Steele. Father will sell, so at least we can do it and stay honorable. Yeah, I reckon so. I guess that means you'll leave Tomahawk Basin, doesn't it? There's no more land to settle here. I sure hate to see you leave. You would? Well, I... Miss Abby, I haven't asked your father yet, but Abby, will you marry me? Will you? Ted. Oh, I know I'm just a plain cow puncher and I shouldn't even ask. I think my father will say it's all right. What's that? So will I. Abby, you mean you'll marry me? I've been waiting for you, Dad. Oh, gosh. Gosh, Abby. Baby. I don't know what this... What's that, Mr. Kerry? Look up ahead. Huh? Dog-garded baby. Stop looking so carefied. Look, they're galloping away from the water hole. That's a white horse. Father, isn't... Isn't that the mask man? I don't see. Did you hear that? It sure is him. I don't know, Father. That horse doesn't look as big somehow. Those words he shouted, they don't... Say, there's something mighty peculiar going on. What was that ombre doing at the water hole? You know, maybe he was waiting in ambush for me. Then when he saw there was two of us, he changed his mind. Well, still, there's no use figuring. These here cows are thirsty. Let's get that water. Get up there. Get up! Wait a minute. It's your horse. It's the mask man again in the engine. No rage for your guns. We've been waiting for you. Oh, God, if I savied this. Why, we just saw you riding north over the ridge and now you're suddenly combusting in from the west. That man was an imposter. What? You mean... That white horse and wearing a mask to fool you? No one in Blazes would do that for her. Because he poisoned that water hole and he wanted to put the blame on me. Poisoned? What's that you're saying? Keep your cattle away from that water till I get back. Where are you going? I'm catching that man. Tonneau, stay here and make sure they don't move. You want your... Come on, Silver. I'll bring him. Well, I'll be dogged. This here's more confusing than chasing a jackrabber through a bramble. I can't keep those cattle from water. You do what mask friends say. How to make sure of that. Father, Ted, I believe that first man wasn't imposter. How are we going to tell, Abby? You're too big a lead for this one to ever catch up with him. That's just what you're wrong. Look. Look at that white stallion race over the ground. Why, he's twice as fast as that other horse. Look. Why, say, so he is. Maybe he will catch that hombre after all. Say, engine, who is that partner of yours anyway? We fixed Lawrence at good, eh, horse? But he soon got his hold of that guy. Getting mask man, do it. Breeds horse had crossed the ridge and loaded an easy gallop with a poisoner sitting easy in a saddle. Breed had no fear of pursuit. Until suddenly... Come on, silver, catching boy. What is this? A ramble. Breed straightened, turned and looked over his shoulder. Over the ridge behind him flashed a great white stallion. Lawrence, get up. Get up. In sudden panic, breed clapped spurred to his mount. Flattened out in a saddle as his horse lengthened his stride. There was no use. Closer and closer pounded silver's great strides. Closer and closer. No use. Stop where I'll make you stop. You'll never catch me alive. You'll never catch me alive. You'll never catch me alive. You'll never catch me alive. You'll never catch me alive. The gun dropped from Breed's nervous fingers. Then a rope snaked through the air, whipped tight around his body. Who are you struggling for? You haven't got a chance. They're going back. Understand? Oh, silver, whoa. Whoa, boy. You got him. You brought him back. Quiet. Breed. Here's a man who tried to poison this water hole, Kerry. Just as he poisoned yours. You can't prove nothing. No, there's a lie. You cannot prove I do such a thing. No? Very well, then. I suppose you'd take a drink from that water hole. Huh? Otto, pull him off his horse. No, no, no. The water is poison. If I drink, I die here. What did I say? Never mind, Ancient. He said enough already. He admitted his guilt. Ted, you reckon we can turn this orderly coyote over to the sheriff? Oh, we sure can, Mr. Kerry. Here's some more evidence for you, Kerry. This bag is full of poison. It was at the bottom of the water hole. I got it. Who else helped you do this awful thing, Breed? Thank me to jailer. I say no more. Not one word. All right, Kerry. You can water your cattle now. Go ahead. Water my cattle? Yes. We'll do it again in a few days. Their cattle won't suffer anymore. Well, Mr., what do you mean? Breed poisoned the water. He was afraid to drink it himself. Otto and I were watching him several hours ago. He put the sack in the water hole and then left. Before he came back, we took the sack out. That water was fit to drink all the time, but Breed didn't know it. That's how he convicted himself. Well, if that, don't beat everything. Um, bad man, make heap big mistake. Come, Teddo. Our work here is done. Breed, I reckon you're more than met your match this time. Me and Ted are going to take you to the jailhouse just as soon as we get the cattle watered. And thanks to this match, man, you'll be... Say, he's gone. Him and the engine net out already. Yes, father. There they go. He didn't wait for thanks, but we'll be eternally grateful whoever he is. Oh, sir. 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