 for the speed of light, a cloud of dust and a hockey-high old silver, the Lone Ranger. The daring and resourceful mast rider of the trains led the fight for law and order. In the early west, in United States, 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 hoof beats of the Great Horse Silver, the Lone Ranger rides again. The rock city was suddenly broken by the din of shouting men and gunfire. What's happening? Come on in. The calisthenics playing from his cell in his office and once tore the door over to death. Come down here and take it. Yeah, just explosion time. Hey, calm down a minute. Somebody give me the pegs. The man's down around a big white horse, chef. And then in with him riding a paint. He comes back and call us. He can tell us the straight story, chef. You'd better get a posse together right away. Get after those argyron. As soon as they get a few faults, I'll follow him. Don't worry, Mr. Calis. You see, can't you, Dave? But he's badly wounded. I sent a telepter down to mid. Did they get away with him? They almost 10,000 in cash. I was just about to close the vault for the night. What did they look like, do you remember? When was the call of World Oak Man? Together with the Indian. That's all I know. It all happened so quickly. Where is he? Hey, get all the men you can to form a posse here. I'll meet them in front of the jail in 10 minutes. Right, sir. We'll get after those two wild lords where the children still have. Who's from Rock City? Two men rode along the trail that headed south. One was called in World Build and rode a white horse. The other looked like an Indian, but close inspection would have shown that the reddish-brown color of his face and hands ended at his neck and wrists. Tips near is where the man on the white horse. And his features now without a mask were known to launder from border to border in loads of notorious and much-feared off-law filings. You can find him in Jake Delroy. He wasn't so well-known. Sex was saving me. That's the third time we posted the Lone Ranger and got away with it. When I met you after my stretch in territorial prison a few months ago, I didn't know how smart you really were, Jack. You told me once you never saw the Lone Ranger, Jake. You just heard about it. Yeah, heard plenty about that, Ambe, when I was doing guys. He broke up a gang of mine in Arizona. I got away with a bullet in my shoulder. He's as good as that. One of the gang come to the hideout and tipped us off with him and the Indians were coming. I said I'd go up to the canyon rim and check. I was up there when they rode into the hideout in the canyon, so I lit out. One of my own men saw me and shot at me. I kept going. It wasn't a bad wound. I managed to get away. You were lucky. Yeah. And I heard the mask man said he'd keep on until he got me. I had it in the Texas. Pulled him a few single-handed jobs on the way. He was still trolling me. I thought this scheme was getting someone to help me, imposing as a Lone Ranger and as Indian for him. I bet it was him and his heritage. Yeah. You'll have to steer clear of Lawman now. I expect to continue what we're doing until he won't be able to show himself anywhere. I reckon people won't think so well of a Lone Ranger from now on. Don't go on the right, they won't. He and his Indian friend will be lucky if they don't wind up with some coffee bullets in them. We've got to watch out, too, Texas. You tell me once that every outlaw in the territory likes to pluck that out of their hands. Don't worry. As long as I take the mask off, that's every job I'll be safe on that score. Though if it puts him in the middle, it'll be our hood after one side and now the law after many others. Yes, sir. What are you heading for? Better find a good place to hide out for a while. I got a sister, Laredo, from the cafe there. Her husband's with a bunch caught by the Lone Ranger. There he's in jail now and the Loddy has no love for the masked man who put him there. She'll hide it for a while? Yep, and that's what we're heading. We can make him a few hours. We get a move on. Come on. Get him out! One moonlight night, the Lone Ranger and Tahoe have continued on the trail until they were in the hills a couple of miles from Rock City. They turned off the trail and headed toward a suitable campsite back in the groves of trees. When they heard a group of horsemen moving along the trail, they had just left. Well, this looks like a good place to camp. Yes, sir. Easy, sir. Seems to be a large group of horsemen riding toward Tahoe. The trail we just left, huh? We see him now. Yes, they'll see us too, if we don't get him. Yes, sir. He's got to be as fast and classy as possible. Come on! Last man in India reached the cover of the trees as the bullets began to fly. They headed through the grove with the sound of the pursuit and pocket behind them. They began to hurry again as soon as they came to the grove, Tahoe. Well, they got it there. And a fat piece of two men laid to the gully and down the bank. Then they headed to the grove along the bottom of the gully on the site of the pursuit. After using various clever methods to cover their trails, the Lone Ranger and Tahoe finally walked the pocket and brought their horses to a stop on the bank. They possibly must have mistaken us for Lone Ranger, Tahoe. Ah. But, I mean, that's heavy. He's a sheriff, young. It's them. They're white horses. That's so... They will cancel the night nearby, Tahoe. I'm curious to know who Lone Ranger was hunting. Maybe we can find out in the morning. Well, it's not safe to go into town. Yes, I know. In the morning, you go up on the block and smoke signals. Ask your Soviet Indian friends around here for news. Ah, me do that. Indians get plenty news. And they'll always find out why party drags. Now, we fix camp now. We make signals in the morning. That big red tunnel fell into the fire and, using a damp blanket, sent smoke signals for quite a while. Answering signals were finally seen and a little later, someone talked to Tahoe. When Tahoe told the Lone Ranger what he learned, he must have it as Indian friends say, posse hunt mask men on white horse. He rides with Indian on paint horse. At a rush? Before. Then hold a bank and knock city last night. Hold a stage every day. Then kill prospector with gold, steel gold and wound harness. Oh, those are disguising themselves as us. Ah, and that's not good. Not good as much. Captain, I hunt for Tex nears for the law I'm searching for us. I find that I might forget my hands on this man. The head toward Laredo, Tahoe. A march of their nose. I'll listen and give us a chance to explain if it came to a showdown. I'll round it up against a strange sheriff and posse around here and they'll shoot the kid. That's right. One way or another, we'll find those two men. And until we do, we're heard by Oswald and we're all in a like. Get away from here, Tahoe. Easy, easy, easy. Let's go! It was me that day when Captain's gate entered the Laredo cafe and was visited by Captain Shuster, watching. Well, hey! Let me show you this at the bar. Aye, aye. Meet my plan, sir. Oh, hi there. Hi. Your friend has to come I'm glad to say some folks got the idea that he really is, but they didn't get a close look. I'll tell you about it in private. Come on back into my office so we can talk private. I'll get comfortable, boys, and then tell me the news. Sure, got a nice place here, man. I'll do all right. Get ready for a good laugh, Lottie. We're not telling you what Jake and me have been up to lately. Well, I'm listening and waiting to laugh. Go ahead. Text quickly told his sister how he and Jake had been posing at the long-range room tunnel that they wanted to stay there at her place until things quieted a bit. Lottie threw back her head and laughed. Oh, Tate, you're saying it'd make me laugh if it sure does. Imagine how upset that mess John Brown and his Indian friends are going to be when they find out the long-lost of them. Oh, man, life takes that far off, won't it? Yeah, it took me to think of a thing like that, Lottie. Well, take your smile on your head, and I'm real happy to take off his mask for self-protection. Wait a minute. What's the matter? The long-lost range of time's ours. Well, how do you know he won't leave off his mask? Well, any stranger comes this way not to him, hunting for the ones who are making a fool out of me. Oh, whatever. You wouldn't have any way to connect Jake and me with the idea, anyway. Of course, I'd better get this color washed off, probably. Yeah, you can both share a room upstairs. You can go and get washed up right away, Jake. Wait a second, Jake. I've been thinking, text. Yeah, what? I recall that the marshal here in Laredo must be friendly with the Lone Ranger. What makes you think so? About a year ago, the marshal brought in some alhoots that were captured by that masked man. That's what you leave them to, Lottie. Oh, just this. Maybe if something happened in this descent, if it put doubts in the marshal's mind about the Lone Ranger and the Indians, those two wouldn't dare show up around here. That's worth thinking about. Got any idea how we could do it? Yeah, yeah, I have. One of my boys took up loose tasks now, and then went riding as a gang. The marshal's never got wise, though, in my gang. One night, I had a bolt up my own cafe and high-tailed out of town. They circled round, covered their toe, and then joined the party in my hands. Yeah, but how do they figure this idea yours? I had them hold up the stage tomorrow on the path east of here. They grabbed the money box. And just then, you and Jake fixed up like the Lone Ranger and the Indian. They'll come riding in, shooting over their heads. And they'll set up a year about it being the Lone Ranger and act scared. Well, then you and Jake grabbed the money box and did it. Learn that self-esteem. Yeah, the marshal will get the low down from the stage. I run passengers. You'll wonder why the masked man didn't bring in the gang. And he'll wonder more when he don't bring in the money that was taken. I did it. The men on the marshal think the Lone Ranger and the Indians have started to follow the owl who trailed. Right. And my men will use bandana, so they won't be recognized. You bring the money back here and we'll divide it. A lot of you, I'm sure, glad we came down here. Working together, we ought to clean up around here, huh, Jake? That's right, Jake. All right. Now I'm interested in putting that masked man in bed. So he can't come snooping around the radar. He calls my husband to go to prison. And I'm mighty pleased that it's my brother, Tex, who sits in teams so the Lone Ranger will be hunted by every lawman in the south-left ready to put a bullet in him on side. The curtain falls on the first act of our Lone Ranger adventure. Before the next exciting scene, please commit us to pause for just a few moments. The content of them has enacted a wide pass. The Lone Ranger is safe. There is a stage to the right ahead of the tunnel. The tunnel will be a few miles further along. Uh, that's good. Yes. After you open the pass ahead, you'll look for a place to pitch a tent. There will talk over what we can do. All right. Within a short time, the two men will move into the pass. The stage will be near the far end, and suddenly they bridge off ahead and call a group of men converging on the stage from the large boulders on either side. Yes, honey. Outlaw. Oh, let's stage this. There you go. Let's go. One, two, three, four. At the same time, outside the other end of the pass, Tex masked them posing as the Lone Ranger, with Jake fixed up as an Indian, prepared to go into their act as one of these men stopped the stage. That's it, Jake. Now we'll do our part. One, two, three, four. Oh, late, Tex. Look, coming from the other end of the pass. Oh, in macro, the Lone Ranger himself. We'll stay back behind these boulders out of sight. Pull your horse to cover quick. Yes, Tex, what about you? We'll wait to see what happens. We don't care what the masked man in the Indian know about it. Hey, man. I heard about these two out there. The masked man, you didn't even scare the knee-lice out of them. Looks like he's on the other side, but I don't say they. They're all on your side. Don't let me get them down here. We'll keep them covered. Sure. Come on, James. What do you want out of this thing? Here's an escalator. Get it up and tie them hand and foot. Wait a minute. There's something wrong here. Get up, you. I'll tie them up. Yeah. And remove the bandana's leg. All right. Quickly, Todd will help the driver and the guard tie up the four outlaws. Then Todd will take away the bandanas from their faces. Fuckin' the others were puzzled and angry. Fuck spoke. All right, sonny, you've gone too far with this. I told you to shut up. Hey, I recognize you and one of them. I've been around town in the way, though. What are we doing now, mister? Easy, sir, easy. Put them inside the coach. Luckily, you had no problem. In the wilderness, the protestant men were in the coach and the little ranger turned to the driver, saying, Down on them in the middle of the road and turn them over to the marshal. Todd always put the money box back in the boot so you're all ready. Thanks a lot. But the marshal's gonna ask a lot of questions. And when we tell about you... Uh, give him this silver bullet. The marshal only's dead. Silver bullet, eh? All right, I'll give it to him. Let's go again. Ready? Yes! Get back! Get off! From their hiding place, Tix and Jake have noticeably watched as the stage passed and headed for town. They saw the little ranger and Todd all turn and go the other way out of the pass. Waiting to be sure they were safe. They finally left the road after the stage at a fast gallop. In the meantime, the stage had gone a couple of miles before seeing a bridge over the creek not far from town. Right, those things... All right, good. Imagine the master marshal saved him after a hold up and then gave him after games and delivered him to marshal. You need a father or a widow? Yeah! I'm just beginning to remember what I had seen when I was down there. Yeah, of course, I mean it. Oh, poor little marshal. Look, the master man named him again. Coming after is like, oh, get out! They better stop! Whoa! Get down both of your puddles. Say now, mister. Is that all I said? Sure. Here we go, then. Good. Thanks, Alexander, for something to loop over about this. Hey, can't you get us out of here? Yeah, I'll get out. Where are you? Look at this. This needs a little explaining. Percy, come on. I'll get you out of here. Oh! That's fine. You're not... You're not the driver, Cole. We didn't say he was the real master man, and you didn't. You sure? Yeah. The body's ID almost got us tested. That's it. Now I know all of your work for a lot here at the cafe. And what's more, the other masked man wore a fancy with silver bullets. You're the pink! This embryo knows too much tech. Yeah. W fella, get the money box. Yeah, here, hand it down to me. All right. Thanks, sir. I got it. All right, men. Lucky your horses are tied to the back of the state coast. Our gun's up in the first thing in the hour, boys. Now we'll mount and ride to the left along the shallow creek. Close along the round town behind the cafe. We didn't come out of it in that grove of trees just behind Lottie's place. What about that guard, chicks? We didn't let him talk, and he knows too much. Yeah, I know. Now that we're ready to go, I'll settle with him. Oh, wait! First time later, the driver revived and pulled the stage to town. Into the martial history of a masked man on a white stallion and an Indian on a print. The first intercepted the hold up and captured the outlaws. Then he came back and released them, took the money box and chopped the guard. At first, the martial disbelieved. He was amazed and bewildered when he was given a sober bullet. He shook his head and spoke bitterly. Yeah, but the script he had gave in his sober bullet tallies with the army I thought were the friends of the law. Maybe so, Marshal. But he must have gone local. And I remember, he killed Jet after he knocked me out. All right, man. We'll farm a posse and ride to find him. A little winger had finally selected a campsite and a grove on one of the bull sides. Just a short distance from the creek so I could have fresh water. It was a warning committee from the Great Horse Silver which first attracted the moon rangers' attention to the sound of many hoops splashing along the creek at a distance. That's a matter, sir. You seem to hear something. Yes, I hear it too loud. But there are some horses coming along the creek, sir. We'd be ready, Kimusabe. Yes, I tell you who it would not be. Look, Marshal, come round, bend and quick. Oh, I think that's the Marshal leading them. There he is. There he is. I recognize the stage driver, Tom. Marshal must have wanted to see us. We'll need for a gun. I'm quiet and drink something in there. It's like a party. Maybe he wants us to help. A party, man. We'll have that together. It's happening. That's something wrong. I don't know if you can help me. He's living here. He's a man. I'll have to kill him. They won't leave him, Marshal. You're puzzled by your actions, Marshal. Didn't you recognize the token I gave to the driver? Yep. So I did, my friend. That silver bullet used to mean a lot to me, but not anymore. I thought he was mighty fine in spite of that mess. The first time they come to the stage, but when you come back, you spoil it all. Hold on, hold on. You said the second time. Yep. You untied them out walls and took the money box. What's more, you killed Jeff, the guard. You stopped at the bridge that time. No, you put your heads together, Mr. He got you dead to life. Because of the past, I mean these men promised not to interfere. So let the law take its course. We're taking you both back. The group had stopped behind the Marshal, facing the Moon Ranger and Tahoe. The Marshal holding his guns pointed at the Moon Ranger, had stopped his horse so that the nose of his horse and that of Silver were almost touching. The Moon Ranger sat in the saddle with his hands raised. The front pressure of his knees was a signal to the intelligent horse, Silver, to move about restlessly, gradually edging forward. Silver looked to one side, watching gently. Expecting a sudden move. A move that came so quickly that no one knew quite what took place. Silver gave a short leap forward. The Moon Ranger climbed down as if to grab the lane. Instead, it came up with a gun which pushed into the Marshal's side, while Silver's talking to knock the Marshal's gun on. Got the gun, Marshal? Hey, he's got the gun up on the Marshal. Holy smoke, that was fast. I tell you, I'm only got that gun. No, no, I'm sure you wouldn't shoot me. I'm telling you, you need some murder. Remember? Tell them. You kill them, Marshal. We better drop them. I won't. I'll give them one for poor jazz. You better shoot! Shoot them on! Sorry, but you won't cry the truth. They mean business, men. We're dropping it, guys. Yeah, they are. Are you ready to walk with us? Let's go, fellow. If Martin gets your gun this quick, then we'll follow them. where Luffy and her men with Texan Jake stood around the desk in her office. The open money box was in front of them and Luffy was lifting out the paper bills. She was saying, Well, Tex, we didn't expect what happened, but it made things all the better. That man, I think he's safe around here until his former friend, the Marshal, gets the drop on him and tells him he's dead. Yeah, right. There was a big, little exercise. Hey, Jake, did that Indian this time still had you look almost like a real one? Put your mask on, Tex. Like he was a little baby, maybe. All right. Look at that. You're the guy. Oh, that old man ought to see you now, man. What? I didn't see you. Please call him. Get him. Get him. Get him. Get him. Get him. Get him. Get him. Get him. Get him. Get him. Get him. Get him. Get him. Get him. Get him. Get him. Get him. Get him. Get him. Get him. And then do something. I don't know. I don't know what sięba psychedeli. Well, Ken Wilder knows he'll allow us to do better than six hundred thousand million. I swear. Hey, look at that. Look at the man on the floor. That's what's holding his shoulder there. Hey, no sure he's fixed up sort of like you and Tardo. Yes. They're the ones who stopped the stage the second time and killed the guard. Hey, Marshall, now that I see him together, I'm sure he's speaking the truth. I remember now. The second time, the masked man didn't wear a belt full of silver bullets. This one has them. The one on the floor has them. You can't prove which one's the second one. I don't want to help you. You lie. Now I'm sure hearing you both speak. I couldn't forget his voice. He came first and he'll... You were the one who came second. It was your voice that heard that time. Take that mask off. Look, Marshall. That's Texmere. Texmere? He swatted all over the territory. He missed out on the west. Yes. Texmere's all right. And these others have been the road away with him. Taking the money box after killing Jed. The money box is there on the desk. That woman was in with the gang. Right? I'm holding you up again. All right, I'll go. All right, well, you're free to go, Marshall. You sure are with my apologies. I should have known better. You know if I are alarming about this. Good. That's good for you. You and your ideas lie. I will not take the mask yourself, good boy. Taking a nap with the go-around invitations. Why, you aren't half the man he is, Tex. You're the father, how I'm taking that. Get him over to jail, man. They cannot get there. All right. All right, young man, Marshall. Look, Marshall. Maybe I'm the only one who don't know. But who is that masked man who just left? An hombre I should have known couldn't be crooked. He's Balone Ranger. Oh, oh, oh. This is a feature of Balone Ranger Incorporated. Created by George W. Trenville. Produced by Trenville Campbell Enterprises. Directed by Charles D. Livingston. And edited by Fran Schweitzer. The part of Balone Ranger is played by Brace Bimmer.