 A fiery horse with a speed of light, the cloud of dust, and a hearty hyo silver, the Lone Ranger. Only the brave could face the dangers of the early West in the United States. And throughout the new territory, none could match the courage of the masked rider of the planes. He led the fight for justice over overwhelming odds. He united the settlers against outlaws and hostile Indians. It was he more than any other man who brought law and order to the lawless frontier. 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. Come on, silver! We're heading for Wildfern! I'm all waiting for it! I'm all silver! The Lone Ranger and Tonto had rained up in a grove of cottonwoods about 20 miles from the little town of Wildfern. The masked man had lifted the saddle from Silver's back and was preparing to rub him down when the great stallion broke away. Steady there, boy. Did you see that, Tonto? Oh, him that flirty funny. He's trembling. What's the matter, Silver? Don't you want to rub down tonight? No, him stand all right. I think I'll take a look at his shoes. He may have a stone wedged in his hoof or... Easy, boy. Him not act like that of four. Steady, fellow. You're plenty funny. There's nothing wrong with his hoof or the shoe. He isn't lame. I can't understand it. Him tired, maybe. This moon and moon of four we ride many miles. That may be it. We have been covering a lot of ground and Tonto, there's one thing I've noticed. I wonder if it means anything. What's that? Whenever we ride toward the west, he seems to be ready and willing. If our trail lies to the east, it's hard to keep him headed in the right direction. Him look to west now? Yes. If it weren't for my command, I think he'd break away and race across the plain. Oh, him not leave you. You know what lies to the west. Wild fern not far. Hundreds of miles beyond Wild fern. And that where Mustang Meg have ranch. Even beyond their ranch. Oh, their valley where you find Silver. His home. The place where he was born. Could it be that he wants his freedom? You want to leave me, boy? Him muscle you. Him not want to leave you. We're partners, aren't we, fella? But still, there's something wrong. It must be that he needs a rest. We'll see that you have it, Silver. What you mean? We'll head for Meg's ranch, and when we get there, we'll turn Silver loose on the range. That's plenty good idea. You've earned the rest, old boy, and you'll... Hello, what matter? The sun went down an hour ago, and red glare in the sky. It's not from sun. It's fire. And that's just about where Wild fern is. Maybe Indian. Plenty of patchy round here. Settle up, huh? Sorry, Silver, we've got your rest. There's work to be done tonight. Might be that band we heard about at Diamond Falls, tonneau. Half-breed lead'em. They're racing to town after dark, set fire to a few places. And when the settlers run to the church at the school house, they loot their homes. Oh, half-breed smart. Are you ready? Get him up, Chicago. Come on, Silver. Here. And meanwhile, in the little town of Wild fern... Indian, savages. They're in the town. I'll get the rifles. Look, look out there. More fire arrows. Indians are coming! The Hanford place is done for. Mary, it's Steve and Jake. Take this out to Indus, Steve. Let him have it. Don't close the door yet. Hanford's coming right behind us. Here he comes. Hanford's place is going up in smoke, Bates. I've seen it. Shut the door. Shut the door behind me and lock it. We've got to keep those savages out of here. What window will I take, Bates? That one. And keep the lead fly. All right, come on. It's hard to see by the moon, but it is. Masked man and a ninja. I'll give them what, sir. Glory to the gun. Rain up, Rob. Glory into kingdom come. You don't need that. We're friends. Friends. None of the men are left around here, but I can handle skunks like you. What do you mean? None of the men are left. They're riding out to the rest of your gang. And now bring them back, too. Now get out of your saddles and reach for the sky. You'll make big mistake. This is the Lone Ranger. The Lone Ranger? We want to help you. Oh, mister. Then ride after the boys and help them bring those crooks in. Which way did they go? Speed out of town to the west. Come on, Silver. Get them up, scoundrel. Paner, Kimosabi. Look at the trail. There's something strange here. Ah. Plenty horse turn off trail. Plenty more go straight on. Could it be that the Indians turned off and the posse didn't catch the sign? No. Indian pony go on. And the posse turned aside. There's only one explanation for that. Then take cover to right. They could have seen us coming from this ridge. And wait for us. Then think us out, all men. Daddy boy. Silver not want to stay. It better we ride on ahead of posse. Follow Indian ourselves, huh? Not until I've had a talk with our leader. Stay where you are. Don't make a move. Here they come. Keep guns on, boys. Keep the tour. Where's the rest of the pack? The mask man's the leader right now. There was a mob of them in town. Let's take the tour and string them up. Take it easy. Let Bates do the talking. So you're the leader of the posse Bates. Yeah. And I reckon you led the raid on Wildfern. We were 20 miles away. That's a likely story. They're the ones all right. We heard there was a white man leading the Redskins. Well, there he is. Bates, you're mistaken. We were camped 20 miles to the east of Wildfern. But we'd heard about the band of Indians with a breed for a leader. And when we saw the glare in the sky, we knew what was happening. I'll say you did. They were right there. We rode to town as fast as we could. But of course, the raid was all over when we got there. We followed your trail this far. And that's all the farther you're getting. We had nothing to do with the raid. There'll be no more wasting time with words. Take off your mask and guns and go ahead of us to town. We'll give you a fair trial before you're home. Bates, I'm not going to take off my mask or guns. No. And we're not going back to town with you. We're going to try and run down that pack of savages. You aren't the only ones who have suffered at their hands. There have been lots of other people. That's our trail ahead of us, and we're going to follow it. Not while I still got a gun in my hand. You must have seen us coming up the trail. We just came from town. We couldn't be part of the gang. I thought you'd bring that up sooner or later. What? Your smart tricks aren't going to do you any good. We figured it all out while we was waiting for you. Figured out what? You left town with the Indians. But you cut away from the trail after a while and waited for us to get past you. Then you were going to catch up with us and offer to help catch the gang. That's exactly what we want to do. Yeah? And if we followed your lead, we'd never catch them. We're not asking to lead you. Go ahead, follow the trail. A bird in the hands were two in the bush. By the same token, two crooks captured or a better than a dozen it ain't. Now your guns and be quick. If my guns are drawn, they'll be used to blast the weapon from any man who starts to squeeze a trigger. Big talk from a man this face and half a dozen shooting irons. Toto and I are leaving here to follow the trail. Toto knows and understands the savages. Perhaps you'll find some way to outwit their leader. Hand over your guns or we'll open fire. Sorry, Bates. Perhaps I'll need you and your men before we're finished. I don't want to be looked on as an enemy. Take his gun, Steve. Figured not to shoot. Don't come closer, Steve. I'm super nervous. Leech, for your gun, you'll take lead between the eyes. Keep the rest in covered, Handford. I am. Get back, Steve. All right, you're asking for this, Mr. I'm sorry. My gun hand, my hand is smashed. Wait, Scott, did you see that lightning draw? The rest of you keep back. Gun, Toto. Shoot and drill the critter. He smashed my hand. The bullet never touched your hand. Only your gun. Wait. See you again, Bates. Get him up, Scott. Fire, Silver! Fire! Give me a gun out, Silver. Hold it. Don't fire. He's getting away. Quiet. Didn't you hear him call his horse, Silver? Great land of Goshen. That man's the lone ranger. The lone ranger. I never saw a dry clap before. I didn't even see his gun come up at his that fast. Now what do we do, Bates? Follow the trail. That's all we can do. Follow the trail and see where it takes. Come on. An hour before dawn, the lone ranger and Toto rained up at the top of the ridge and watched the faint glow of a campfire, almost hidden by the trees below them. Is their camp all right? They're not staying there long. You'll get as close as we can. Quiet, boy. I'm with Silver acting the way he is. The horses better stay here. I think I'm going to hobble him. Not good. You tie rope to leg. Then we get close to camp and try to find out what breed and indian do now. We're on our own, Toto. The posse is all the way behind us. I'll take care of cashing the loot, Blackhawk. But not until the right time comes. We're going to keep traveling for a while. We're going to find something worth more than all the jewelry and money in that bag. What do you mean? A horse. We've got plenty of horses. Not like this one. The whole indian from the mountains told me about him. Huh? Just a colt running wild in the mountain valley. Pure white with a black star in the forehead. Indians say he's faster than a lone ranger, Silver. Cold like that worth plenty of money. Ah, fortune. He's going to belong to us. We break camp now. Move plenty of fat. The faster, the better for me. There they go, Toto. Heading west. We've got to find some way to stop them until the posse can catch up. Our plan might work. We'll have to get ahead of them to try it. Not easy. Once Silver head west, him go like wind. You'll have his chance. Come on, boy. Get him off the couch. Here are your men to keep back, keep quiet, honk. Manago. Mask man and Indians. Yeah, they're burying something, huh? Blackhawks, see. Them saddlebags. Yeah. Yeah, they're crooks. They're burying their loot just like we did back away, huh? Why, we not catch them. Get money for us. We don't have the fight for. They leave it there. Hey, hey, see. Mask man getting on his horse. Ah, beauty in it. Hmm. But if that calls anything like... There he goes. I guess the red skin's gonna stay. Not wait here long. You're right. Better close in on him. We tell men how I wait. I'll go out first acting like I'm pilgrim. Get him off guard so he can't reach for his guards. You stay here the rest of the men, Blackhawk. I'll signal when you to come. He'll fetch my horse with you. We wait. I'll go out where he can see me now. Hey there. Who come? Me. Pilgrim lost my way. Eh, sure sight for sore eyes. Find anything look like human, eh? Maybe you can tell me how to get the civilization, eh? Man, you find town a long way to south. South? What town is it? It called... Mind answering. Just don't reach for guns. Come on, Hawk. Oh, fuck this. They want you to risk him. Take his guns, Hawk. Go to or take up what he's buried. We'll see what it is. What you want? Hey, you're traveling with us, Redskid. We've seen you at that mass gunplay. We ain't going to know what you two hid. You're loot. Ain't room around here for two gangs. And my outfit is a warning. It's going to stay. Here are bags. Open them up. Let's see what's in them. Are you not finding anything there? Keep close watch on the Redskid. We don't want to take no chances of letting him get away. Here are what in shadow bags. Here are papers. Eh, let me see this. Maps, drawings, eh? Well, this here calls for some talk on the Redskid spot. Take him with us. We'll listen to what he has to say. Maybe if he's willing to help us out, he'll see another sunset. 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. The men from Wild Fern, following the trail of Breed Conway and his renegades, found that it led through a stretch of woods. Bates, I've noticed something about this trail I don't like. What's that, Steve? This here trail the Redskins made started out as a solid path that was easy to follow. It ain't easy now. That's just what I was getting at. You know what them foxy critters have done? What? They had one of the men drop out of the trail and sneak off into the woods. Then a little later, they had another one do the same and then another. One at a time, they left the trail and shoved off to the side. Till now, by Thunder Owl, bet we ain't following the track of more than one or two of them. So that's it. Yeah. The ordinary critters that snuck off to one side have disappeared. Likely they'll join up with each other at some secret hide-and-place. I always heard this outfit was a sly pack of wolves, the ordinary murder and pole cats. There we spent half the day for nothing. There ain't no use going on. I reckon there ain't, Steve. It may as well turn back home. The sooner we get there, the sooner we'll be able to start rebuilding the houses that was burned down. I'd sure give a lot to catch up with them coyotes. Who wouldn't? Hold on. I hear hoofs. Yeah? What direction? Where? Where I'm pointing. It's him. The mask man coming back this way. There he comes. Look at that horse travel. If we had horse flesh like that, we might have a chance of locating these killing red skins. I've got the drop on you, man. I want to talk, but I'll not be captured. It's all right, Lone Ranger. We know who you are now. Why didn't you tell us in the first place? I didn't think you would have heard about me. Not heard? That's something to laugh about, even though I don't feel like laughing. Not heard at the Lone Ranger? Man, I'm glad you know that I'm on your side. I thought I might have to make you chase me to get you where you're needed. Where? North of here, along right to the north. The red skins? If you'll come with me, I think there'll be a chance to get them. For that chance, as slim as it might be, I'd ride from here to kingdom come. Me too. Where with you? Only don't let that white stallion out to full speed. We can't keep up with you. Lead the way, Lone Ranger. Come on, Silver! Hours later, the Lone Ranger and the townsman arrived at the place where Tonto had been left. They found the saddlebags gone and no sign of human life around. Well, here we are, and where are we? They've been here. Tonto was right. They did watch us. Where's your friend now? I think Tonto has been captured. Are those killing the patches? Yes. They'll do for him. That's what I was afraid of, and I left Tonto there alone. But he seemed to think he could handle the situation. Which way'd they go? I don't know. This ground'll hold tracks at all. Too stony. Ain't Tonto left sign of any sort to give you a lead? I thought he would, but he hasn't. They didn't give him a chance. Well, now what do we do? The only thing we can do is wait and count on Tonto. Further to the north, Breed Conway and his Indians came to a halt from their camp. They cut the ropes that had lashed Tonto to the saddle. All right, Redskins. Stand down now. We'll have a duck, huh? What? What you want? This here north was in the saddle bag. Say something about a lot of easy money you can be had for the taking. What about that? I like nowhere's all that easy money to be had for the taking. I mean, not talk. Don't be too quick to say that, engine. We got plenty way loosening up stubborn tongues. I mean, not talk. Look, engine. That there Redskins named Blackhawk. Maybe you heard him, huh? He said to be about the cruelest gent they ever lived. There ain't nothin' too painful form to watch and enjoy seein'. I mean, not afraid to torture. No. Well, maybe that ain't gonna be necessary. Maybe you like throwin' with us, huh? You tell us where cash is at we'll see it you don't regret it. Then friend with mask shoot him get plenty matter, Tonto. Tonto, uh, that your name? That right. It may be friend with a mask would never get chance to get mad at ya. If we was on your side, we could get him out of the way. Hmm, maybe. What you say, Tonto? You like plenty cash now, wouldn't ya? Money, not good. Not good? Don't make sense. I don't know of anything better money. Money good only to spend. Buy thing. Tonto go spend money. Loman capture Tonto. I see. You figure that you not be able to spend cash. You had it, huh? Not right. Well, what'd you spend it for? Oh, Tonto want other thing. Not cash. What other thing? Other thing like settler got. Ring for finger, jewel for neck, good medicine, good rifle, good knife, plenty horse. Hey, savvy. You want things cash, you'll buy. When you step right over here, I'll show you what we'll give ya. Blackhawk, roll back the rock there. Take your look there. You'll get that if you tell me what I want to know. Then you can be one of my outfit. How's that sound? Tonto, think. Think it over. What's the matter with you, Blackhawk? You come, me talk. Well, what's the grumble about? You give Redskins enemy all thing we own. Take it easy. I promise him anything to get him to tell what I want. Then after I get the information, I don't have to give it to him. You let Blackhawk take care of enemy? Sure, as soon as he tells where the cash is, I don't care what you do with him. That better. Well, Tonto, what do you say? Well, that's not enough. What? You've not got enough good medicine. You mean you want more than there is in that box? Not all right. You keep it. Meaning you don't figure to tell me what I want to know. Me think. Me think it over. Well, you think it over. But don't spend too much time on it. Me think it over. Tonto postponed making any decision until the sun had set and darkness had fallen. He now knew where the gang hid the stolen goods. But that was not all he hoped to accomplish. We waited long enough, Redskins. You figured I'm joining us and telling what you know or not. Me not tell. What? Me not tell. Oh, so you got to have your tongue loosened up, eh? Well, there's ways of doing that. Blackhawk is a good pile of quick-burning wood. Maybe you'd like to find out how hot fire can be. I'm not afraid. Touch her off, Blackhawk. Not good. Monique, start fire. I'll show you that you don't get far trying to cross me, Tonto. Little fire, not her Tonto. Oh, a little fire, eh? Well, it may be big one will be better. Throw more wood on the pile. Fire, start good. Maybe you'll let Tonto think more, huh? Oh, now you'll want to think it over. You'll show good medicine again. Jewel, ring, rifle. It's too late. Now you're going to talk and get nothing for it. Nothing but a chance to escape. Don't talk and you'll eat them flames. It'll take long time, Tonto, where eating money is. Then the sooner you'll talk, the better. Tonto, tell. Tell by and by. You tell now, Blackhawk. Keep that fire going so it'll be ready in case this creeder changes its mind again. Fire! Fire! Let me tell. Long time ago, other country west, him plenty bad. Everyone's afraid of him. Tonto began a long story about the first reward that was paid for the capture of a bad man in the west. He stretched the story with many explanations. While Breed Conaway and the Indians listened impatiently to the news, he was told that he was going to die when Breed Conway and the Indians listened impatiently. Come on, get you the point of what you're saying. Me tell story. You listen. Tonto paused frequently and spoke slowly. When the flames of the fire died down, Blackhawk threw in fresh fuel so the threat of torture would be as great as ever. Finally, when he could stall no longer, Tonto reached the point of the story. Reward offered now for plenty bad men. Big reward for Breed Conway and big reward for Blackhawk. Other reward for other bad engine or gang. Hold on. You mean to say the easy money is made up of rewards? That's right. And it is us that you've figured a capture for the rewards. Blackhawk fixed them. More wood on fire. Build up fire, heat big. More wood. I should have known better in the waste of a lot of time listening to you. No, we got to do what we should have done in the first place. Get ropes on him. Me fix you. There's nothing more you need to say, Tonto. Read. You fool. Me not done for. You done for. You and whole gang. Big talk. You show Tonto where stolen things hid. Now Tonto know where jeweled gun money. Everything you steal hidden. A lot of goodie will do you. Friend, come here plenty quick. You see. No one ever yet has been able to trail us down. You forget. You make big signal fire. Signal fire? That's right. Tonto's friend watched for fire. Him, come here plenty quick now. Well, fix you. Black Hawk. Never mind if I put it out. Throw dirt on it. I'll do for these crater with a shooting iron. Come on, Silver. You hear? Friend, come now. Him see fire. Him, come fast. Black Hawk, have you men spread out? Watch for anyone coming to help the prisoner. We watch them. There come Ryder. Here scouts. Look out. Get them scouts. Wild horse. Come on, Silver. I'm not big fellow. Drop them. Keep them ass crammed. Not so fast. Get them, Silver. Get them scouts. Horse wild. Look out for horse. The rest of you stand back there and get your hands up. Hurry. You too, Black Hawk. Come on, Bates. We have them. Why didn't you wait for us? He's already got them licked. Bring an army to get us. You might well have. We brought the men from Wildfern, Breed. You should have waited for us, Mr. instead of doing this alone. I wasn't alone. Tonto was here. As soon as he heard me, he shot it to his horse. Scout kept the outlaws busy so I could close in and cut Tonto's ropes. Bates, it sure as something looks like the two of them was all it took to wipe up this pack. You all right, Tonto? Me all right. Did you learn where they'd hit the stolen goods? All there in box under big stone. Well, my wrist is busted. Ain't anyone going to do something for us. It'll be bandaged, Breed. But I don't think you'll live long enough for it to heal. There's a hangman's rope waiting for you. You're in a jail. Bill can hold me. These Indians ain't all I know. I got plenty of friends. You'll be smart to let me go, Mr. Fill me and see what happens. We'll take that chance, Breed. Any friends that come to rescue you will find a hearty welcome waiting for them. Yeah, here. All stolen things. Good for you, Tonto. In June, the engine scheme sure worked out slick. But tell us, mister, what had we done if these killers hadn't built a fire so we could see it and know where they was? Come to sure, bad engine Bill Fire. Yes, and he was sure he could find some way to make them threaten him with torture. Just as we were sure the savages would watch us if we buried something in the badlands. Take over, Pates. Rope them, boys. We'll march them back to town. Come on. Tonto, to head for Mustang Megs. Silver's more than ever in need of a good rest. A good long rest. We go. Get him up, scoundrel. Go on, Silver. Him still want to go fast? Yes. You ride to west, Silver cold like wind. There's something calling to him out there, urging him on. Danger, maybe. There's something we can understand. Tonto, wonder. So do I. Come on, old boy. The story you have just heard is a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.