 Fiery 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 the great horse Silver. The Lone Ranger rides again. The langeman's steel and breed Gomez kept to the back trails as they headed south for the border. They were travel-stained and weary, their mounts were jaded, but they kept on doggedly mile after mile. When night comes we will be at the Rio Grande and the other side is Dos Brazos. We shall be safe there, senor. Safe? It's better to be safe than sorry. They're not finished yet, Brit. No, you'll start over again in Mexico. They have much money with you. You will find many chance to make more across the river. They won't be able to make more than I did in Tomahawk basins. It's better for you to forget Tomahawk Basin. Now that derelict talk to the lor, you are wonderful mother. I'm going back. Carloco, senor. They'll put you in jail as soon as they see you. They won't see me until I'm ready. You are alone now. Do not forget that. All our men are in jail. A hundred of them. If I had them all together again, I'd play the game different. I'd drive the lor out of the basin and take what I wanted by force. Till your men are in jail. There have been jail breaks before. Oh, so that is what you plan. There are other things to consider. Your men will do no good if they do not have rifles and ammunition. We can get them south of the border. And horses, senor. There's plenty of horses in the basin. There's plenty of my own horses there. It's better for you to stay in those blazers. Not a chance. What about the lor range? We've been lucky to get away from him. He'll be waiting for us when we go back. That's the main reason I'm gone. I want to even the score with that ombre. All the men have tried that. Hold up a minute. Oh, boy, won't I? Reid, are you with me or against me? The way you're talking, I think... Oh, no, I am with you, senor Steele. I only ask you to consider. I have. The lor range won't stay in the basin long. The jailbreak can wait until we show you some places. And when it does show up, we'll be ready for them. See, that would make a great difference to have men behind you. A hundred. My orders will be shoot to kill on sight. Come on, hit up there. Hit up! A month passed. The Tomahawk cattle still roamed the range. The Tomahawk ranch was silent and deserted. Leadville had settled down into peace and security. When all men and uproar broke out in the crowded jail, the townspeople only smiled. Steele's outlaw crew was behind bars. The basin was safe for honest men and women. Oh, boy! Oh, there! Howdy, Jim. Howdy, chef. You're sure the picture of ambition? Well, there's not much else to do but lie around these days. Haven't any trouble with the prisoners? Not much. You heard anything from the Lone Ranger? There was a pilgrim rode through the other day. Said he was somewhere around Tombstone. That's a long way. Yeah. I guess we won't be seeing him anymore. Can't expect a man like the Lone Ranger to waste his time in Leadville. Too bad he didn't catch Steele while he was at it. Ran him out of the country. That's almost as good. Yeah, I guess so. I'll be seeing you, chef. So long, Jim. Get up, boy. Then came a week of rain. And in spite of the dam and the hills, the level of river that floats at the basin rose foot by foot. There was no alarm. If the river overflowed its banks, the cattle could be driven to higher ground until the flood subsided. And one night, as the sheriff was standing at the bar in the crowded cafe, a new sound was added to the noise of the wind and the rain. A muffled explosion drifted down from the hills and then afterwards, the roaring of the flood waters. Man, that sounds to me like the dam's roar. There's a flood on the way down to the basin and there's still a lot of cattle near the river bank. I'm calling every man who can ride a horse to follow me and help the ranchers get their herds out of danger. Come on, then. In ten minutes, every able-bodied man in town was in the saddle and riding to the aid of the ranchers. Half an hour later, Benjamin Steele and Greed Gomez reigned up in front of the jail. It must be sold around, senor. You couldn't have picked up better night. This door will be locked. You can bring it in. The keys to the cells are always hanging on the wall above the sheriff's desk. Would you wade into it now? That's good. Come on, late to last. See, senor. It's a boss and Greed. We've come to let you out. How'd you manage it? We blow up the dam. There is a great flood. Everybody in town right out to help drive the cattle to higher ground. Here, breed with the others out. Oh, see, senor. I gotta hand it to you, boy. Here's a gun. I don't think we'll have any trouble getting out of town. This cattle horse is waiting to go. Where are we going? Back to the ranch? Not just yet. Only against an ammunition we brought from the south or up in the hills. That's where we're heading tonight. Tomorrow night, we'll move back to the ranch. Sheriff will be waiting for us with a posse. Yeah, he won't. We'll figure that you boys will get as far away from the basin as you can. Are you sure to find out different soon? As soon as I've got it. This is going to be a fight to resty. And we're going to win. We're going to run this county if we have to kill every rancher and cowhand in it. Are you coming to breed? They're all phenom. Let's go, boys. The rain's like them just before dawn. The sun rose in a cloudless sky. When the men rode back to town and saw the open doors of the jail, they realized a storm of a different sort was about to break. They had help from outside. That's sure. Can steel have come back here? I don't know. He has. He has. We're in for trouble. He's wanted for murder, and he won't stop at anything. Well, as soon as the boys have something to eat and get fresh horses, we're going out after him. You having a chance to pick up the trail? They must have broke out when it was still raining. There won't be any tracks. We'll take a look at the Tomahawk Ranch first. Then we'll ride up into the hills. Well, you'd better get back before dark. You can't leave the town or the ranches around here unprotected again. We'll be back. Let's hope we find them first. There's about 100 men in the gang. I know. There's more of us, but our places are scattered all over the basin. If they take us one by one, we're sunk. We've got to think of some plan. I wish the lone ranger was here. He'd come if we sent for him. There's nothing more he'd like than to put steel in jail. How about it, Jim? Would you go after him? Whenever you give me the word. Wait until tomorrow. We aren't sure yet. Maybe they just cleared out. Don't sound like steel. Wait until tomorrow. If we find any trace of them, it's up to you to bring the lone ranger Prado. Steel in his gang rode down from the hills that night, and three cowboys were unlucky enough to cross their trail. The outlaws asked no questions and were shocked to kill. In the morning, the cowboys were found, and Jim Kerry prepared to ride for the lone ranger. Tell them everything, Jim. Tell them how they're back at the ranch and they're fixing it up like a fort. Tell them what happened to Larry Oliver and Pete Smith and Johnny Day. You're not going to try and smoke them out? No, it costs us over a hundred lives. I can't take the responsibility, not when there's a chance of catching them in the open sometime. You're right. I don't have to tell you, Jim. You're taking on a mighty, dangerous job. I'll get away all right. One man's got more chance than six. And I couldn't spare any more than that. I know. Good luck, Jim. So long. Get up there, boy. Well, let's hope he gets through. Two weeks later, the lone ranger and taller were heading east. At sunset, they stopped to cook their evening meal. They did not make camp for the night. A full moon and a cool breeze persuaded them to continue on their way. The trail led along a ridge. To the right was a valley long held sacred by the Indians. The lone ranger and taller could see their campfires and hear the throbbing of distant drums. Maybe better we ride to north. Bye, Kimosabi. Those Indians are friendly. Those aren't war drums. Well, that's right, too. Why should you be worried? Then make big dance to Moon God. This valley of Moon God. White man watch dance and die. If you aren't close enough to see it, the trail doesn't go down into the valley at all. You can see plenty far. Not that far. Better you not look that way. All right, Kimosabi. Now keep my eyes straight ahead until we get past the valley. Uh, it bad medicine for white man to watch dance. Moon God not like it. Kill him. Oh, I thought you meant the Indians would kill him. The Indians would kill anyone who watched. Well, that's right. Then find out then kill him. Then not find out. Moon God kill him. I didn't know you were superstitious. Can't you just tell story that all? I see. Well, I... Is that a silver? Is that a boy? Is that yelling part of the ceremony? No. Dance to Moon God. Dance a piece. Those are war cries. You may not like a tunnel, but we've got a ride closer and find out what's going on. Maybe so. There's a man riding towards us. His horse is tired. They're gaining on him. We'll ride alongside and he can get on silver. You've got the reins of his horse. Keep riding on silver. Get him on scouts. Don't you know me, bass man? I'm Jim Carrey. Jim Carrey from Tallahawk Basin, Kimosabi. Who's injured you're after my scouts? Swing free of your stirrups. You're changing over to silver. Shall I rain up? You don't have to. Just get your legs free. That's it. Hell, he's got the reins of his horse. He's got the reins of his horse. He's got the reins of his horse. That's it. I'll lean over and grab my shoulder. I'll help you over. We've got the reins of the sorrel tunnel. Oh, silver! Even with his double burden, silver had too much speed for the Indian ponies and soon left them far behind. When they were out of danger, the lone ranger, Tonto and Carrey, made camp and Jim told his story. So that's why I headed west to find you. If I hadn't found you when I did, I wouldn't have got any farther. You plenty lucky get away from the engine. I didn't know what they were up to. I just rode up to their campfire, hoping I could get some information about you and the lone ranger. You can forget about the Indians now. We've got to think about getting back to Tomahawk Basin. It's been two weeks since you left there. Yeah. You know, telling what's happened since then. Hello. Ah. Fort Union's a hundred miles north of here. That's right. You better ride there and tell the Colonel everything that Jim has told us. If he can spare some men, lead them to the basin. Ah. You ride on? Jim's horse is tired. We'll let him rest tonight, but we'll start out the first thing in the morning. The lone ranger and Jim Carrey made the trip to Tomahawk in eight days. Uncertain as to where Steele and his gang might be, they avoided the hills to the west and ended the basin from the south. Except for the cattle, it seemed deserted. A number of ranch houses had been burnt to the ground. There was no sign of life around there that remained intact, not even around Steele's place. On the masked man in the ranch erode toward Leadbill, at last they reached the outskirts of the town. The same here as every place else, Jim. Not a sign of life. And what's happened? We'll have to find out. Those cooks have wiped out all the ranchers and cowhands, and there ought to be some sign of them anyway. We'll have to be watching out for that sign. But they couldn't have. We had more men than Steele did. Well, a lot of fighting going on, Jim. That's sure. Look at the windows in that house. Yeah, every last one of them broke. Zeke Mason lived there. If Steele felt strong enough to attack the town, then... Yeah, it looks bad. We're very silver, steady boy. What's he acting up for? He must have a reason. See, there's some horses out in front of the cafe. Yes, Jim. And saddled. That means there must be somebody inside. Let's get a move on. Steady boys, steady. Zover doesn't want to go on, Jim. There's something wrong up ahead. Well, we've got to let him. Wait. Door of the cafe's opening. There's some men coming out. Hello there! I've brought that own ranger! A thousand dollars to the man who brought him in. Steal him! Steal his gang! Right, Jim? Get up, Red! Let's capture the town! Come on, Silver! 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. As a Lone Ranger and Jim Casey wheeled their horses and raced out of town, the rest of Benjamin Steele's outlaw army poured from the cafe and sent a hail of bullets after them. The masked man on the rancher made their escape. The last Steele called a halt. Enough! They're out of range. It was a Lone Ranger. There is no doubt about that. You don't have to tell me. That was Jim Kerry with him. He brought him from the west. Does this change your plans? I should it. What do we want with the town? Yeah, it's true. It will be hard to defend. I guess too. All I say is, what's the use of it? We got most of the supplies that were here out to the ranch already. Rusty. Here? Get those wagons around in front. Get them loaded with the gold and the rest of their stuff we can use. Key no, boy. Make it fast! As soon as they're all in for age, you can carry out the rest of my orders. Yes, sir. We set fire to the town. The sun had already set when the Lone Ranger and Jim Kerry rained up on the high ridges that overlooked the basin. They started to make camp, but suddenly a bright glare lightened the gathering dust below them. It's fire! Yes. They're setting fire, the town on fire. They've decided not to stay there. The ranch will make a better stronghold. This is the end of Leadville. There was never much to look at, but it was our town and... oh, golly. I understand how you feel, Jim. If only there was something we could do about it, you and me. What's happened to everybody? My daughter and Abby and Ted Bailey in all my hands. Have they been killed? Have those crooks murdered every honest man and woman in the basin? No, that can't be Jim. Then where are they? Quiet. I can't be quiet. Listen, Jim. Somebody's riding this way. Right out to this point. It's the sheriff. You're right. Sheriff! Who is it? Jim Kerry! Oh, oh boy. Oh, oh boy. Howdy, Jim. So you got through and found the Lone Ranger. I was worried about you. Quick, Sheriff. Tell us what's happened. They've set fire to the town. It's my fault. All my fault. I waited too long. What do you mean? You know, I was afraid to attack the Tomahawk Ranch when I had all of our men together. Then I couldn't hold them together. One after another, the ranchers took their crews back to their own spreads. That's just what Steele wanted. He went after them one by one, burned them out, drove off their cattle. Well, Abby and Ted, are they all right? Yeah. Where? Back in the hills. We didn't try to defend the town. There were too many women and children there. We didn't have as many men as when we started out and Steele was getting reinforcements every day. He's still getting them. He was in Texas. What did you do, Sheriff? I ordered everybody to load what they could in the wagons. And one night when there wasn't any moon, we started for the hills. He gave up without a fight? Oh, no. The town had been raided two or three times. Now it's all finished. We might just as well keep on moving. Give up the basin and head west. What do you say to that mess, man? You aren't giving up the basin for long, Sheriff. There's help on the way. Help? Troops from Fort Union. How many? As many as a colonel can spare. It may take them a few days, but they'll get here. You are sure. The colonel has orders from Washington about Benjamin Steele. A few days, huh? Are you safe for that long? It's hard to tell. Steele's men haven't come into the hills yet. We still have arms and ammunition, but we could be attacked all right. I've been hoping they'd think we cleared out for good. Thank you, sir, the camp. We'll have a look around. Well, I'm turning everything over to you. Whatever you say goes. Men and women from the basin were camped in a high valley. Sheer walls of rock protected them to the north and south, and ridges swelled to the east and west. It was on the crest of the eastern ridge that the lone ranger conferred with the sheriff and carried the following morning. You picked a good spot, sheriff, but you can't expect to hide. Those outlaws working for Steele know the hills better than you do. I guess you're right. The valley can be defended, though. Whatever you say goes. We've got to get to work. Guards must be posted on this ridge and the one to the west. There's no cover up here. You'll have to build earthworks. Call the men together and we'll get started right away. It was late that afternoon that Rusty pulled his Mustang to a sliding stop, slid from the saddle, and ran up the steps to the Tomahawk ranch house. Boris! I found him! That's fine. I had a hunch he was still there. Yeah, but where? You know the valley high up. I'll draw you a map. Yeah, it is pencil and paper. The lone ranger's there with him. I guess he's getting them organized to stand off and attack. We'll have to move fast. What's that you're working? Sunset peak. The valley's a half a mile to the north. I know. You're right to the top of the ridge and there it is. That's right. We'll line up there a minute at the top and stand us off. They haven't got as many as we thought they had. And I got an idea right back here, boss. Well... We go after them just to dawn, just as it's getting late. Yeah. First, we send about 20 or 30 men at the west slope. They can get around there when it's dark. But that's just a fake. See, to draw them to the west ridge. We hold most of the boys to blow the east ridge. And when we hear the shooting on the other side, I'll bet we can ride straight to the top. After that, it's simple. We'll try it. It's plenty of time to get ready. Pass the word to the men. Easy, boy. For all the minute they're post-sheriff. Yeah. They didn't like it much. Rolling out of their blankets so early. You can send half of them back to Edison as soon as the sun's up. If Steele tries to get us to date, we'll be in the next few minutes. What do you think? We have to be ready for anything. Just a few more minutes before it starts getting light. Yes. I'm going to ride along the ridge and see if I can... Listen. From over west, they're coming up the west slope. The question is, how many? Must be all of them. I don't see or hear nothing down below here. It's still too dark to see. Had we better send the men on this ridge over there? No, Sheriff. We're enough there to hold it. We can't afford to leave this side unprotected. But there's no sense in trying to... Yes, there is. Listen to that. Most of the gang are attacking here. Open fire, man! Rusty's plan to surprise the defending ranchers failed, and the first attacks were beaten off on both slopes. But they rallied for a second charge, and the second wave almost reached the top before it was driven back. At that moment, the ranchers were surprised to see the great horse Silver jump the earthworks and charge down the slope. The lone ranger urged him on without laws, and he decided of him. Fire in the air, boys! What's it mean, sir? What's he up to? Keep firing, men, in the air! He's going to make it, Jim. Well, I double savvy. He can't be running away, and if he's trying to capture all of them, it's just plain local. They're so anxious to find cover they don't even know he's riding with them. He's ahead of all of them now. They're sure to recognize Silver, isn't he? No, you see? He's cutting to the trees just as they open fire on him. But what for? Why did he do it? Steel isn't with his men, Jim. The lone ranger's gone after him. How did he send a horse today, boys? His horse and the corral. He must be here. Who's there? Your covered steel. So it's you, eh? You've been got beaten right away. My men aren't beaten, but you're going to have a part in a fight. You're going to make me go with you, is that it? You're coming back with me to the hills. No, I'm not. Don't forget that I know a lot about you, mister. You never shoot to kill for one thing. That might not be true in your case. I'm going to gamble on it. And it sure don't hold for me. I'm going to draw my gun slow and easier. Well, you talk too much. Well, you had to be tied up sooner or later. And just as well be now. Hold your fire, men. Here comes the lone ranger up the hill. Why don't the outlaw's fire it? Don't you see? He's got steel. Hey! Stand back, men. He'll be jumping over the earthward. Easy, boys. Easy. Sit over there. The holiest of you, Sheriff. He's him down to the ground. We got him? Yeah. Now then. What are you going to do with it? That depends on you. All of your men are down at the bottom of this slope. I want you to order them to throw down their guns and march up here with their hands up. What if I refuse? And I'll turn you over to someone else. All right. Let the Sheriff arrest me. Not the Sheriff. I'll turn you over to the men whose homes you've burned. No, you can't do that. I'm waiting. You don't have long to make up your mind. All right. All right. I'll tell them. Breed. Rusty. Tell the boys to throw down their guns and surrender. What is that? Throw down your guns and surrender. March up the hill with your hands above your head. What about it, Breed? Are we going to do what he says? Yeah, why should we? He's our boss, ain't he? Is it for him to say that we go to jail? Then perhaps we hang? No. If he has been stupid enough to let the Long Ranger capture him, then he has no right to be our leader anymore. No. He will come to us. Let them kill him. We will do the same for them. We almost reached the top last time. See? Open fire, man. Into your shadows. Return. It didn't work. They're coming after us again. For the linehold? We've had to send some of the wounded, man, down in the valley. We're strung out pretty thin, Mass Man. They can mass our force when we see where they attack. Hey, what's that? The cavalry. They're coming up to Western Ridge. The army, boys! Open fire on the outlaws. We don't have to hold out much longer. There's the flag coming over the top of the line. The wave of blue with the colonel, Tonto, and the color bearer riding in front swept down into the valley and on up the defender's position. The colonel and the Long Ranger spoke together for a moment. The bugle sounded once again. The cavalry swept over the earthworks. The outlaws' charge drove halfway up the slope. The sight of the well-ordered ranks let only one thought in their minds escape. It was too late for that. It was a sharp, brief encounter. The colonel's commands rang out before the gang realized what was happening. They found themselves completely surrounded by a swiftly closing ream of blue and steel. To a man, the outlaws surrendered. Their hands were tied behind their backs and they were herded down into the valley. There the colonel and the Long Ranger conferred. There's no jail in Leadville, colonel. The town's been burned to the ground. We'll take the prisoners back to the fort. That would settle everything. I don't have to tell you the steel must be sent to Washington. He's wanted for treason as well as murder. I know. That's all I believe, but I'd like to thank the Army for all the ranches in the basin. You've given them back their homes and their freedom. Seems to me the situation was well in hand when we arrived. We couldn't have held out much longer. Colonel told us when he reached the fort. We know how quickly you went into action and what a brilliant march you made. It was only a job that had to be done and done fast. But I'll tell the boys what you said. Thank you, everyone, unforeseen colonel. I shall. Are you going to be leaving us, Mass Man? I'll have to, Jim. Steel won't escape. You can be sure of that. There are still two more traders at large. You've got to start after them. The best of luck. Thank you, Colonel. Is that a big fella? Let's go, tunnel. Adios. Or you have just heard is a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.