 The horse with the speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hardy high old silver, the lone ranger. With his faithful Indian companion, Tonto, the masked rider of the planes led the fight for law and order in the early west in the 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're heading for Leadville. Oh, Silver! Oh, Silver! Oh, Silver! Oh, Silver! The whole vast stretch of Tomahawk Basin was an armed camp. The honest cattle owners knew that Benjamin Steele, owner of the Tomahawk ranch, was an unscrupulous man, dangerous as a rattlesnake, whose one desire was to own every head of cattle that ranged the grasslands, and who didn't care how he did it. That's what I'm saying to all you men. My name is Fergus. You all can who I am. I come over to this country seeking new land, a new place to dwell. I come to Tomahawk Basin, and there sit down my roots. I homesteaded. I live there, and there I intend to stay. I graze me cattle, and there's no man who will make me turn coward. Aye, not even that man who would be loud of the valley, who would drive us all away. You're right, you're right! I'm a peaceable man. Then you doubt it. But I fought for what was right in Scotland, and I won't do otherwise here. Have we got to let one man take a cattle without saying a name? Senor, that is very pretty speech you make, no? It is what I believe. Your name she is Fergus, no? Andrew Fergus. Aye, there's no need to tell me yours. It is a name as black as the heart of the man you work for. Your name is Breed. I work for Senor Benjamin Steele. You better tell him what you heard her saying. Aye, no. See, I tell him, I tell him plenty. He's very funny. Your hombres think you can whip Mr. Steele. That is very funny. Fergus, look out, he's wearing guns. Aye, I wear guns. I am all so fast on trigger. When the lone Ranger comes back, we'll drive Steele into the hills or into jail. The lone Ranger is not here. The Sheriff of Leadville, he also is not here. So perhaps you'll take the law into your own hands, eh? Aye, wear guns, Breed, because it is the custom. I am a peaceable man, and I do not like to use them. But if necessary, I will use them. Perfect. Look out, there's going to be gun smoke. You know, Senor Fergus, you draw guns when you're life, I fix you. It's a beastly one. I'm looking for the Sheriff of Leadville. I want to see him prone over. Well, I'll be. See you, Senor, I also... Look out, here it comes. Hey, Seldom, get down. Shooting's slowing up. Wrecking, Breed, and other gender, all out of bullets. Aye, I wonder if anyone would like to know if Breed's a dangerous hombre with a six gun. Aye, that he is. But who in places was that other gent? They didn't know, Ken, exactly, but still. Soft man, here comes one of them. Steady, boy, steady. Where's the Sheriff? He's gone. He won't be back in Leadville for a few days. Are you hurt, lad? I want to see the Sheriff, nothing else matters. Hurry up, get up there. There goes one of them. If he finished Breed, all I can say is it's good riddance to the whole community. Oh, so you're alive, Breed. Your opponent has left, and I'd advise you to do likewise. See, I go. I go. But, Senors, I tell you now, I work for Mr. Steele, his biggest lunch at Old Tomahoe Basin. I tell you for him, get out of basin or he'll drive you out with guns and bullets, okay? Are they all some risk? Gents, looks like we got a range war on our hands. Fergus is only one thing to do. Aye, Thatcher, we take the law into our own hands. Right. From now on, we're banded together against Steele. Vigilantes. It's not far now, Silver. We'll be on the rim of Tomahoe Basin soon. Tuddo, this way, Silver. Hurry! Roll, Silver, steady, boys, steady. Tuddo, you came as hurry. You're rolling ahead of me, Tuddo. Why didn't you continue? There's plenty trouble in Tomahoe Basin since we go away. We've only been gone a week. That's right. Like you're saying, time to come to basin ahead of you. Last night, me ride into Leadville. Yes. Me hear bullets from Café. What was it about? A fellow named Breed there. Him may keep big talk and reach for guns to shoot Fergus. Fergus? Ah. Fergus is one of the most peaceful ranchers in the basin. Him not that way anymore. What do you mean by that? He's not dead. No, him live. Four Breed shoot. Stranger come door. Breed reach for guns. Stranger shoot lights out. There are plenty noise, but it's dark and nobody hurt. Stranger him leave town. Breed him leave town, too. Who was this stranger? Well, Tom did not know that. He masked for sheriff. I see. Go on then. What? Uh, King Sabi. What mean vigilante? Vigilante? Ah. I know. That's the name. Men use out west when they take the law under their own hands to deal out justice. It means that honest men turn almost as bad as the criminals they go after. Vigilante. Ah. That's what Tonto think it mean. What about Kerry and Fergus and Thatcher? Them all join. Them ride with rifle across saddle. Range war start and never stop till steel him dead. Or until the honest ranchers stop his bullets. Ah. What we do, King Sabi? The sheriff's got to handle this. He's got to be done honestly and legally. The sheriff not here. Then we ride, Tonto. Fergus lives across the basin. They get to his place several hours after sundown. Oh. Silver. Get him out of this town. Oh, Silver. Hover. You can say that the ranchers are banded together as vigilantes are wipe us out. Is that it, breed? Yes. Arrive from Leadville to seguir in your steer. That is why you and me we leave ranch. By them vigilantes haven't got a chance. We can out shoot them any day. We're gunfighters. They ain't. That's right, Rosti. So you and me we have a job of work to do you, Sabi? Yeah, I serve you, all right. They're riding toward Fergus's ranch. Senor Fergus and his daughter, they are alone. We get their son go down. We shoot him. Can ambush him as he heads from the crowd to his house? You're smart, hombre, Rosty. After that, we have another job of work. Yeah? You hear, maybe I have gone fighting late, will you? Yeah, some stranger, wasn't it? Walked in the cafe, and you and him started blasting. Then he lights out. Yeah, that was no stranger, Rosty. Huh? I know who that man is. Senor Steeley also know. You and me, we got job to find that man and to finish him. Sounds important. We must finish him before he get the shot if he gets it. That's easy to say, but where's he campin' out? There's valleys and all mighty big struts. We look, we search for him all night, all day. But first, right now, we go take care of Fergus. You know, Breed, you give the orders. No, Senor Steeley, he give the orders. Now we go, eh? Get up, boy, get up. The sun has already gone down and the crickets are starvin'. Meg, why you out here at the cryo? What about the evening meal? supper's been ready for an hour. I came out to wait for you. Hey, dinner like being disobeyed, lass. Father, I, I heard shooting off to the west. Meg, you're a good girl. Now don't bother about what's not your business. Besides, it was not I. I have not yet used my rifle. I'm glad, Father. Oh, wash make. Get back to the house now. Didn't he understand? We have sworn a range war against steel and his cutthroats. You might have been shot. They wouldn't shoot a woman. They'd shoot anybody. I'll help you put the corral bar back. Yes, stubborn lass. Why not, Father? The scotch have always been stubborn. Hey, yeah, have me there, lassie. I'll get this handle off the horse. And now, the corral bar. How tis what a few steps to the house? Come along. Father. Keep walking. Father, it's dark, but I thought I saw something. Over there. Don't turn your head. Keep walking. Father. Hey, run for it, Meg! Run! It was three hours later when the lone ranger and toddler reached the Fergus ranch house. As they galloped up, the windows were dark. It was not a sound except the whisper of the crickets and the thud of their horse's hooves. But as they stopped in front of the porch... Daddy Silver, study boy. Hello, boy. Lift your hands and stay right in your saddles. We're friends, Fergus. Here we'll soon see. Light the lantern, Meg. It is you, the lone ranger, and Tonto. We'd better get inside, Father. Hey, come in! Come in! What's that? The men who tried to ambush us just after sundown. They were driven off. It was dark, but we thought that you... It wasn't us. Helen, I just arrived. We've been running hard all the way. Sundown, we were miles from here. Who tried to ambush you? We don't know. It must have been Steele's men. And you don't know who drove them off? No, it was dark. All at once they were shooting behind them. Then Father redoubled his fire. They were caught in between so they ran for their horses and got away. Whoever was helping us went after them. Aye, it was one man. Fergus, you've got to stop this. Are you talking about... I'm talking about taking the law into your own hands. Starting a vigilante movement against Steele. Steele is a murderous criminal. Then let the law deal with him. It's too late. The sheriff wasn't here, and we took the law into our own hands. By the totten of the clan Fergus, that's it. What, Father? I have been wool-gathering last. The man who helped us at Sundown. Why, I should have kinned that horse. He rode, looked familiar. Who was it? His name I never got. But he was the stranger who was in Leadville last night. He asked for the sheriff. Ask for the... Fergus, you promised me to stay in your house and not try anything till I return. That depends. Where are you going? Todd and I are going to trail the man who helped you. But it's a dark mask man. How can you find his trail? Hmm, come up soon. It's your way. Yes. Suppose the man he's following turned on him. He wouldn't have a chance. Breed! Breed! Bring them behind his mosquito. No, they're right. They come after us. They're right here. Bring up the dog on your hide. You're going local, isn't it? No, I ain't going local. The moon's come up, Breed. Take a squint along the back trail. Come on, use your eyes. I did. There's only one man following us. Yeah, just one. We've got buffaloed into running breed. We've got to strut them off easy. Fair up, sir. Sure. We could have got Fergus after all. Now we'll have it to do all over again. Wait. This hombre will come. It is man we look for. See, I recognize horse. That fellow will shoot at me last night at Leadville. Pronto Rusty, back of the trail. Take only one shot to get rid of him. Any fool now? That's easy to follow, huh? We're ganging on them, Todd. These tracks are fresher. One rinder up ahead. Him just now disappear over ridge. We'll be up with him in a minute. Teddy Silver's got him. Oh, oh, oh, oh. He must stop me. One shot. Only one, Todd. Come along, Frank. Get off, Frank. Back to Silver. It comes from that way. Over the ridge. What's that? There he is. From the ground beside his horse. May not see anybody else. Oh, they heard us coming. They rode off. Here we are, steady boy. Whoa, Silver. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Easy, Mr. Him shot. Yeah, yeah, engine. From ambush, I didn't have a chance. I wanted to see the sheriff. But now, I'm cashing in my chips. Reckon I'm done for. 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. It was nearly dawn. The moon had set, and it was dark outside Andrew Frigg's ranch house. But still, he and his daughter sat tensely trying to pierce the gloom. Father, I hear a horse. Just one horse. And he's walking, not galloping. Who could it be? Don't move, Meg. Wait. Hi. It's all right, Meg. Light the lantern. It's Tonto. You've been a long time gone, Tonto. And why did you come so slow? Me. Me need help. Are you alone? Where's the masked man? Masked friend. He'll be here soon. Him follow trail of bad men. I don't under. Tonto, who's that you're holding in your arms? Him shot. Hurry, in the house. Here, over here. Who is that? Me, not an old name. Him follow ask for sheriff. Don't put him here on bed. They go. What deals you? Father, that's Jeff Daryl. Jeff Daryl. He was a stranger to me. I was in love with him. Tonto, he's. Is he dead? Poor Silver Steady Boy. I. I, Tonto. How was he? Him inside. No, no, you not go in. Why not? Girl in there. She know Daryl long time. Daryl, that's his name. She tell me story. Him follow name Jeff Daryl. Him own ranch, other side of Tomahawk Basin near Leadville. They meet when she go into town to buy supplies for father. He left the basin? Him leave sudden cause of trouble with Benjamin Steele. So that's it. And that must mean that. Tonto, he wanted to see the sheriff. Well, girl think maybe Daryl have evidence to put Steele in jail. No wonder Breeden Rusty shot him. What, that? Breed, Rusty? Yes, I do brought Daryl back here. I trail them. They had us straight for the Tomahawk Ranch. Hell, I recognize them when Don came up, but I was too late to go after them. Oh, plenty men on ranch, huh? Oh, yes, Kimo Sabi. Steele's ranch is an armed camp. Now where's Fergus? It's going to be a wide open range war unless we persuade him to call off this vigilante business. And too late to do that. Too late? When Fergus learned girl loved Daryl, him take rifle and horse. Him go get other ranchers to fight Steele. They can't do that. Take the law into their own hands. Besides, they're outnumbered. Unless they use strategy, they haven't a chance. Let me say that, too. But Fergus, him too mad to think straight. Don't do it. What is it, Miss Meg? Meg. Meg. You open eyes now, huh? You get better, huh? I reckon so, Ingen. Meg says she says you're a doctor and saved my hide. I don't know how to thank you. Steele forced me out of the valley. He used unlawful means. Rec and I was a coward for a while, but now I've come back, looking for the sheriff so as he can put Steele and all the coyotes who work for him where they belong, in jail where they... Don't try to get up, Daryl. We'll get the sheriff for you, and we'll get Steele. Well, where's father? I've got to tell him. Well, what's wrong? Where is he? You didn't notice? Notice what? He's gone, Miss Meg. Gone? Well, you were busy watching over Daryl. Your father left. Unless he can be stopped, he and the rest will try to attack the Steele ranch. Oh, no, it would be suicide. Yes. Unless? Unless what? Toto, the sheriff is on his way to Leadville. I'm going to meet him and hurry him up. Now, here's what you must do. Aye, that's what I'm saying. That's why I gathered you all together. You've got horses, you've got guns. Have you got the courage to fight against us? Go, yes, sir! We're put to handful against Steele and his crew, but my daughter told me what Steele did to young Daryl, who's lying at death's door right now at my ranch. I'm a patient man, but I cannot abide treachery and greed and tyranny. I fought against them in Scotland, and I'll fight against them here in the valley. And whether we live or die, who will ride against him? Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye! Well, you wait. What is it? It's Toto! Toto, where's the low ranger? We can use him now. Long range is safe. You wait. Him ride for Sarah. We're sick of waiting. It's not bad to die, but we want to die fighting against a foe, not shot down from the dark like Daryl. Daryl's not dead. Him get better. You wait for Sarah. Wait for an ass friend. You don't have chance against Steele if you're not waiting. Aye, then Toto, we'll wait. But we can't wait for long. If the lone ranger does not return by sundown, then legal or no legal, odds are no odds. We fight! That's right, right, right, right, right! A mask man. Rain up or I'll shoot. Sarah, close your fire! The lone ranger. Mr. Almos pulled trigger. Sarah, there's trouble at Tomahawk Basin. Ferguson's small cattle owners have formed a vigilante outfit. They can't do that. It's not lawful. There's no time to argue. For all I know, they may be shooting now. Those men are ranchers, not fighters. They don't understand how to fight. And Steele's got more men. They're gunfighters, dead shots. Ferguson hasn't got a chance. Doggone, if I only had legal proof to go after Steele and his crew, I'd get- You have legal evidence. Huh? It's waiting for you at the Basin. Cut your horses loose from the traces and ride with me. I sure will. Here, slap this saddle on the bay. Right. I'll cut him loose. There we are. I'll put on the saddle. Let me tighten this cinch. There. Right. If I ride one and let the other trail along free, maybe I can keep up with Silver. Kino, Mr. Let's travel. Get up. Get up there. Hold him, Silver. Let those zombies try to shoot it out with us. We'll fill them so full of lead they'll weigh more in a Texas steer. See? They will come from over the hill. Steele said we wait for the tank from there. What about the mask man? The long range. Yeah. One of the boys without checking up. What did he report to Steele? He reported the ranchers. They don't wait for long range. They won't, eh? Sure not. They wait till Sun set that he's all. And look, see for yourself. Sun she has already going down, no? What about it? No. You wait for mask man. We've been waiting half the day. Let's go get him. Oh, Vegas, no wait. Now, Tantra Bailey is right. We've waited too long. Up men, gallop your horses. We'll ride all the ridge and swoop down on them like a robber to Bruce. Gallop your horses. Silent and grim against the low-ring sky, the ranchers headed across the rangeland. Anger and the fierce determination sealed their lips tight. Tantra riding with them tried to argue and to argue again with Fergus, but in vain. Fergus had only the one answer. The time for waiting is past. Now is the time for guns. And whether we live or die, at least we shall strike a blow for freedom. The galloping hooves thud along the grassland, under the broad sweep of their stetsons, the men's eyes were fastened on the ridge, behind which way to the gun that would shatter the night's silence. But then, out of the west, out of the west from Leadville, flashed a great white stallion, a voice echoed across the night. Hold the silhouette, hold the line. Neck-low ranger, Tantra Bailey. Fergus, Tantra, don't stop. You're too late, mask man. Stop, you've got to listen to me. Hold, hold, hold, hold, hold, hold, hold, hold, hold. Mr. Eucannus, where was from a purpose? We mean to fight, and we mean to fight, no. Fergus, the sheriff was only 10 minutes behind me. Yeah, we can't offer the sheriff, Mr. Laughalano. We mean to make steel pay for his crimes. If you attack this way, you'll be down like trees before a hurricane. The bullets will sweep you from the saddles. We will not listen. You will listen. You'll listen because the sheriff is on your side. What's that? We're breaking the law. Oh, you're not breaking the law. You see this badge I'm wearing? Well, that's the sheriff's badge. Deputy sheriff, Bailey. The sheriff is making you all deputies. And why not? Jeff, they've only got proof against steel. Aye, that's so. Then what deputies? On one condition, give up their suicidal attempt to ride down on them. Go about it another way. You're not asking us to quit. No, we're going to attack. But we're going to surprise them. Allison, four men will go ahead to the ridge. When they hear the howl of a coyote, they'll start shooting. The rest of you will follow Toto and me. It's getting on, Breed. I thought they were going to come after us. The boys are ready, but... Sheriff's Day. We'll keep them. Boys are beginning to get nervous. Oh, you're called nervous. You think I run like a coward? Hey, wait. I didn't mean you. You better not. Just a little... What you say is very peculiar. What happened to them? Yeah. Yeah, it's nothing. It's always the same like this before the gun starts, eh? What was that? A coyote howling at the moon. There ain't no moon. It is the attack. This is its own place. Let them have it. They're up on the ridge. Make sure we pull it. Fire the gun-flashing. Four men on the ridge, fired as fast as they could work their guns. The gun fighters below report a withering fire up in the darkness. From the dry stream, bed in the rear, the lone ranger and toddler and the others can hear guns. I came as hurry. You make plenty good time. Listen to guns. All steel men, they fire up on the way. Yes, hello. All right, Fergus. Bailey, the rest of you, this is it. The shooting will cover our approach. We'll take them in the rear before they know what hit them. Remember, the sheriff wants them captured, not dead. Aye! Lead the way! Follow me! Come on, Silverhead! Silver and Scout forged ahead of the posse raced up the bed of the dry stream. While the bad men had time to turn, the posse swept over them like a tide. Guns were knocked from their hands. Ropes looped around their bodies. In a few moments, it was all over. We give up! You got us! Don't shoot! We give up! Aye! That's your do! Tie them up, men! We'll have them ready for the sheriff when he gets here. Wait a moment. Where's Breed, Rusty? Huh? Breed was here with you. What's happened to him? I don't know. I'll be dog-gone. Is that yellow skunk just pulled up states and left us? How fit? You do nothing. You go to jail. Maybe Breed in ranch house with the steel. That's where you're wrong, isn't it? What's that, Bailey? Then you cover the house. Sure, mister. We went there, but Breed wasn't there. Steel's gone, too. Both of them were there most as soon as the trouble started. There's no telling where they headed. Well, never mind, man. We got the rest. We've broken Steel's power in Tomahawk Basin. And from now on, every man can walk in peace and friendship with his neighbor. And if it had not been for the Lone Ranger's help, we... He's gone, Andrew, while you were talking. Gone? Where to, man? I don't know. Perhaps after Steel and Breed. That's the way the Lone Ranger is. He's one gent who never waits around for thanks. 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