 off-barry horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a harry-heil silver, the Lone Ranger. With his faithful Indian companion, Toto, the masked rider of the planes 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, from the thundering hoofbeats of the great horse, Silver, the Lone Ranger rides again. Come on, Silver, let's go big fellow. Are you Silver? Away! It was almost sundown when the Lone Ranger and Toto reached Sun Canyon on their way to Kingsville. As they urged their mounts along the hard-packed trail, they were startled by the sharp and echoing crack of a rifle shot. Whoa, whoa, Silver! What direction did that shot come from, panel? Would you tell? Ah, thick brush over the river. I think you're right, but it may have been... Listen. Somebody, somebody ride plenty fast. We trailing? Not yet. The first thing we'll do is... Look, a horse with an empty saddle breaking through that brush. Come on, Silver! Get him out of the cart! Whoa, whoa, Silver! Whoa, whoa, Silver! The boy's getting married, Toto. And I've seen her someplace before. I think it was... You got that? Somebody on the other side of this brush. Come on. There, man. Look like him hurt bad. Yes, it's... No, I know who that mare belongs to. Tom Classen. And this is Tom. Easy now. Who shot you, Tom? I gulched. I don't know for sure who did it. Easy, Tom. You've got a nasty wound on your side. I know what it means. Give me a handkerchief, Tom. I'll make a bandage for that. That's not enough time. Got to tell you... What is it, Tom? Money thing you'll find in me. I was on my way to find you. I got a letter from Milo Brent three days ago and Toto and I were heading for Kingsville. Milo sent me to meet you. I'm his deputy. Is Sheriff Brent in trouble? Oh, plenty. Whole town's in trouble. Where's the sheriff now? He's flat on his back at Pod Sheriff's boarding house. I got him first. Does he know who did it? If the sheriff's up against a gang of killers, I can't understand why he sent you out of the toilet. Oh, go to him. Get there somewhere. He'll explain. You see, Milo Brent's not sheriff at Kingsville anymore. I'm not really his deputy, but he... Easy, Tom. My start away. Being right here under my vest. Yes, I'll take care of this start, Tom. At least I'm leaving the real part. Good hands. I... He's dead, Toto. It's murder. And I'm going to find out who did it if it's the last thing I ever do. Ah. You bring Tom's body into town, Toto. I'm going on ahead. Here's over. Why him say Lomond Brent's not sheriff anymore? Silly silver. I don't know, Kimosally. That's why I'm heading straight for Pod Sheriff's boarding house. You'll follow as soon as you can. Ah. Come on, silver. Oh, oh, silver. Silly fellow. Get away from here, Toto. I've got a scatter gun in my hand. If you open that door, I'll blow your head off. Pod Sheriff. You heard me. I've come to see Sheriff Brent. Well, if you think that's going to fool me, Krueger, you better... My name's not Krueger. I want to see Sheriff Brent. Where is he? Upstairs, sick. Two sicks to collaborate with any pre-booten outlaw who's got... Please stand for me. Please take me to him. No, I ain't letting any strangers bother my loathe when he's, hey, now stop edge and toward those stairs and get them hands up. Very well. Now, why don't you turn me over to the sheriff? At least ask his advice. Well, that ain't such a bad idea. I'll keep reaching and march upstairs. Remember, I'm right behind you with a double barrel shotgun. Good. March. Very well. It ain't locked. Open it. All right. Hello, Sheriff. This mass fireman pushed it in his way in the house. Like it's not he's one of Krueger's men, but I... Oh, no, no, no, he isn't far. He's a friend of mine. I wrote him a letter. Ask him to come and see me. May I put my hands down now? Sure. Far make mistake. That's all? Well, how about it, Mr. Jared? I'm still under your gun sight. Well, guess it's all right. Get the sheriff out just for you. Fine. But keep on watching that front door, Far. No telling when Krueger'll try another shenanigan. Now, don't worry. Nobody else will get by me. Come on over here by my bed. I can't move around much. So Tom met you on your way into town? Yes, Tom met us. Or rather, Tonto and I met him. I recognized his buckskin mirror. Yep, me still riding there. And I promised him I'd bring this directly to you. What? Well, that's his deputy star. Tom's badge. Why did you... Tom Claesson is dead, Sheriff. No. Shot. Ambushed about 30 minutes ago on the Sun Canyon Trail. How did you... Tonto and I heard the shot, but we didn't see the killers. And Tom was pretty far gone when we reached him. So they got Tom. I must have figured he was going for help, but they wouldn't have... Who are they? Steve Krueger, Case Martin, or any of that parcel of gunslingers they've got work in store. Tom tried to tell me something about it, but... Who's Krueger? A lawyer here in town. And a loan shark. Most every rancher in the valley owes him money. Case Martin's a gambler at the Bull's Head Saloon. And you're sure they're responsible for Tom's murder? Just as sure as I am that they're the ones who threw this load of buckshot into my back. Oh, why not order one of your deputies to arrest him? I can. I'm not the Sheriff of Kingsville anymore. Oh, who is? Steve Krueger. I don't understand. Neither did I when I wrote you that letter the first of the week. Now it's too late. Tell me about it. Whoa, whoa, Silver, whoa, boy. Why are we stomps so close to town? Because I'm going back, steady boy. The first thing I want you to help me with is the disguise. Ah. I may have to use this deputies badge I'm wearing, and it'll be less trouble without the mask. Ah, me wait here? Oh, just long enough to make sure no one leaves Kingsville before I get there. I'll circle and come in from the south. Ah. And if you should spot any one Kimosami, trail them. Well, regardless of what happens, meet me in front of Paul Jarvis boarding house in about two hours. Ah. Are you ready now? Put on disguise? Yes. Let's get it done as quickly as we can. What are you drinking, cowboy? Nothing. I'm looking for Case Martin. Yeah. Is Case looking for you? Maybe. I guess I didn't catch your name. What is it? I didn't mention it. Where's Martin? Listen, Case Martin don't see just any arm in the house. You'll see me. Hey, put that cutter away. Don't you know it's against the law in a packet gun in this town? And it's probably against the law to shoot bartenders, but I'll... Wait a minute. Ah. You follow me. Case, I tried. How many times have I told you not to speak? Oh, I bought some. I'll handle this. Listen, Calhoc, you can't... Sit down. Listen in here with a gun. I'm a deputy sheriff. You're under arrest. You're wrong, Martin. I'm the one who's making the arrest. You're local. See this badge? It says Deputy Sheriff King County. Milo Brent gave it to me this afternoon. Brent's not sheriff. Steve Krueger's the law here. That's what he thinks. And suppose you are a tin-star deputy. My badge means as much as yours. More, because the law's on my side. I want to know why you and Steve Krueger shot Sheriff Brent and killed Tom Classen. Why, you nosy cowboy! Better not go for that gun. I can shoot first, and I will. All right. You got a cold drop. What do you want? Where's Steve Krueger? How do I know? You're so smart, you ought to know that. I'll meet the station. We've been waiting for you, Krueger. Okay, so who is this? Some local cow puncher walked in here, pulled the gun. Thanks for reminding me. Lay your guns on the table, both of you. Yes, and I won't... I said lay them on the table. All right, enjoy. Good. Now the three of us are going for a walk. Oh, oh, oh. You said mask down. The engine. Same ones were here this afternoon. Drop those guns. I won't do any such... What you think? Gun them red! Go on, get him! Hold your hands, both of you. Jumping jokes, that's... Do you ever see such suitors? They are stranger. I know that you're wearing a lawman's badge. You're a sheriff or a marshal? Neither one. I'm just Milo Brent's deputy. What do you mean, these varmints? To the sheriff at Paul Jarrett's boarding house. Get moving, you two. All right, all right. Here they are, sheriff. The other two parts of Cougar's plan. Well, I'll be... Who are they? Just two men who tried to steal a gold shipment after Cougar had made it illegal for anyone else to carry a gun in Kingsville. So that was it. You can appoint a deputy to take them to jail. Good job if it's open. Application accepted. Where are Cougar and Case Martin? I've got the varmints hog-tied down in the cellar. I didn't see it, but Paul must have used a little persuasion on those gents. I used plenty. Is that right? She got them both to sign a confession in black and white. You got it right here. Case Martin admits he killed Tom Classen on orders from Cougar. Good. And my job is done. Oh, well, here's the deputy's badge, sheriff. It's been a privilege to wear it. Privilege for you? Say, Kingsville owes you a debt it can never pay off. Kingsville owes me nothing as long as the law is in honest hands like yours. Come on, Tom, on the old show. Well, I've seen a lot of things in my time, but I never saw an outlaw wear a law badge before. Who is he, my Lord? A real lawman. With or without a badge. He is the lone ranger. Come on, move it. Are you still there? Away!