 A fiery horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust and a hearty high old silver, the Lone Ranger. With his faithful Indian companion, Tonto, the last ride of the planes led the fight for law and order in the early western United States. His strength and courage were always on the side of right against might. No man could match his daring and resourcefulness, and nowhere in the pages of history can one find a greater champion of justice. Return with us now to those thrilling days when the West was young. From out of the past from the thundering hoof beech of the great horse silver, the Lone Ranger rides again. Clouds stream down the main street of Lobo City. Like a small and frightened fox fleeing from a pack of hounds, a slim figure ran ahead of it, making desperately for the cattle train slowly pulling away from the public corrals. For a long moment it seemed as if the fugitive must be either overtaken by his pursuers or be too late for the train. It was gathering speed with every second. The crowd sensing victory gave a long sustained shot of triumph, but abruptly the triumph changed to rage. With one last burst of speed the fugitive had brought himself even with the car just ahead of the caboose. And even as a fore-motion the crowd had stretched out their hands to grasp the flying coattails, the figure clutching at an iron bar was jerked from the ground and drawn from the reach of those behind him. The sheriff came to a panning halt and dropped a hand to his holster. Stand aside. Let me get him. The sheriff's going to shoot. Stand aside. Fill the coyote, sheriff! Missed. Jed gets into the telegraph office and tells the operator why he's ahead. Where did he get our horses? We're following right behind. Come on, let's go! Move it. Move it. You see that boy? Me see him. He's hanging on to the side of that car and he can't draw himself up to get his footing. He's just holding on with his hands. There's plenty of danger. He'll have to let go and when he does he's likely to drop onto those wheels. Oh no, I've got to get to him. Silver roll, fellow. You'll have to catch up with that train. Come on, Silver roll! Get him up, Silver roll! Get him up! Get him up, Silver roll! Hurry, Silver roll! Whole cat had pods waiting for him, sheriff. Yeah, and look at that white horse treble. That paint, too. And I will turn back, would he? That sooner chase after the train than them two creditors. How do we do? Head and serve. That being the case, I got a notion they've likely got a hideout somewhere back in that brush country. Yeah. We'll go on back to town and, would he, round us up a posse, and then come back and comb that brush from end to end. It'll take plenty of fellas and a heap of time. But no killer ever got away from me before and I ain't going to spoil my record now. Get him back! Come on! Get up! Get up! Get up! A short time later in the Lone Ranger's hidden camp, a masked man spoke to the fugitive. He had rescued from certain death under the wheels of the speeding train. How do you feel now, young fellow? All right. Thank you. Arms hurt you? But still I ache. Well, rest a bit. And be careful of your hands where you're skinned them. And you'll be all right. By the way, what were you running from? Running? Did you think Taddo and I didn't know you were making an escape? I didn't. Don't worry. You don't look like a desperate criminal to me. You might tell us what happened, though. You won't make me go back. Well, I couldn't make you an outright promise. I would depend... Pender? ...on why you left. For instance, you might be running away from home. Oh. In that case, I'd have to advise you to return. You're pretty young to be knocking about on your own, you know. I'm almost 20. Yes? And you don't look it? I... That is... I mean I... Stretched it a bit, eh? Well, let that pass. Where did you leave? I... I'd rather not see. Not a thief, are you? I am not. In any kind of trouble? I... Are you? Is that it? Yes. You feel like telling me about it? If... If you don't mind... Yes? I'd rather not. I see. Well, what do I call you? You've got a name, haven't you? My name... My name's Johnny. Johnny Baker. Johnny Baker. All right, Johnny. This way do you think you're going from here? I don't know. No plans? No. Any money? Friends? Relatives? Please. Just now I... I'd rather not talk. Very well. Try to sleep a bit if you can. You look as if you could use the rest. Tello! Uh, hello here. Bring the horses. Uh... You're leaving? Only to get supplies. Oh. And we should be back before sundown. You'll be perfectly safe. This isn't a place easy to find. But I... Yes? Never mind. Before we go... What? I'll make a bargain with you. A bargain? Promise me you will not leave until we get back, Johnny. And in exchange I'll promise, no matter what I may hear, I'll not tell where you are. Agreed? You... You won't tell, will you? I won't. You have my word. Then... Then I'll promise. Good. Yep. Come along, Tana. I'll see you later. Come on, Silver. Hit him up, Scout. Why are you leaving? Didn't you hear me, Tana? I told Johnny we were going for supplies. Oh. Got plenty grub back in camp. I know. I'll be frank with you, Kimosabe. That was just an excuse. And that's what Tana'll think. The boys admitted he's in trouble. Ah. Even if he doesn't wish to tell what that trouble is, I'll believe we should do our best to learn it. We may be able to help. That's right. We're going to Lobo City. Come on, Tana. Let's travel. Get him out, Scout. Get him out. Come on, Silver. Come on. Here's Ching, Chef. I've got a dozen men ready to ride whenever you say the word. Ah, thanks, Woody. Go back and tell them a little bit. Yeah. Ching, sit down. Yeah. Chef, what do you want with me? Just one to ask you a few questions before I left for the boys, is all. But I... Ah, there's nothing for you to get nervous about. What do you want to ask? You was down by Banker Ashton's place when he was killed. I had a right to be there. You can't go accusing me of nothing. He'd hired me to work around the place. You go ask Mr. James if he didn't... Hey, what's all this? Well, you said that... I said you was down to the bankers' place. Well, if you were working there, what's the fuss about? Nah. I just thought... Well, don't. You ain't cut out for it. Now, what the banker hired you for? To weed his garden. No. See him when he left the house? For a second, is all. See him when the shot was fired? Mm-mm. Where was you? In the garden here. He must have been almost to the street. And what did you see? Just when I... When I told you the other time, I heard the shot and looked up. The banker was fallen. That kid was standing there staring at him with a gun in his hand. The gun was still smoking. Get a good look at the boy? Everything happened too sudden. Well, would you say he was a stranger? Did he look like someone around here? Stranger. Mm-mm. Anything we can identify him by? How was he dressed? Like any other kid? Yeah, that's a help. Well, he had on a pair of blue jeans and ragged kind of coat and was wearing a cap. Well, that's it. I could go out in the street right now and bring in a dozen young ones just like him. Ain't that what I said? Mind if only one dressed different? No, get head up, chink. We're just hoping. I could identify his pards, you see. One was a red skin, rides a paint, the other a mask fell with a white horse. But the kid, the lesson we find them together, it's gonna be hard to say. You can't add anything, eh? I've told you everything and... Then what? Well, if you'd been awake at first when I started yelling and chasing him, you wouldn't have to be looking for him now. He'd be safe in jail. Yeah, like Lee Wood. All right, chink. That'll be all. You can go. I'll be at the cafe if you want me. Got a small bow. That's so fast. What? A mask man. You're the same mask man. Careful, Sheriff. You can't just keep your hand clear of that whole thing. How'd you get in without my knowing it? The back door. I suggest you keep it locked. Is yours, chink? Huh? This was yours. It was here on the floor where you were sitting. Well... That ain't mine. I never saw it before in my life. Very well. I'll keep it then. What'd you put in your pocket? You'll see it. I want to know it. I'll look here, mister. You can't find it. I'll tell you. I learned most of what I wanted to know from your conversation here with chink. But you need correction. Hmm? I never saw the boy before. We're not his partners. Whatever he may have done before he escaped from town, we're not concerned. If you weren't his parts, why were you waiting close to the railroad to meet him? We were just riding by. You don't believe it? When I see you meet that kid with my own eyes? When you come in here wearing a mask? When it's as plain as a nose on chink's face, you're a crook? Stranger, if you didn't have a drop on me, you'd be behind bars this minute. Adios. Hey, now, wait a minute. I'm leaving the way I came. When I'm gone, call for help if you will, but you won't get there. Now you listen to me. He'll meet again. Hey, Jake, everybody! We're all back! The last man! Get him! The place we left for boy! Hurry, old fellow! Hurry! Here we are. Hold up. Hold up. Hold this. Hold this. I... Tell him he's gone. Ah, not to see him. But he promised to wait until we return. Ah. He's got to be found. Where we look? I don't know, Kimusabe, but I do know this. Till we find that boy and get his story, I haven't a chance on the world to prove my innocence. Back to camp, Tonto. Get him up, scum! Hail, silver, holy! A 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. On the way to their camp, the Lone Ranger and Tonto slowed to a trot. And when they'd reached the edge of the brush country where they'd taken refuge after first rescuing the boy, the masked man suddenly raised his hand and the signal to halt. Now to wait. Oh, silver. Oh, boy. Oh, boy. What matter? See that? Oh, boy. Johnny all right, heading back toward the railroad. I have no idea he plans to get another ride if he can. Or... What do you think? Oh, he might try to reach town. Oh, why him do that? Ashton wasn't killed for nothing. The motive might have been robbery. In that case, he might have had to hide the money in a hurry in order to make his escape. I might return for it. You think boys shoot banker? I...no, Tonto. To be honest with you, I don't. Oh, him all right. I think the same. But he is mixed up in this. He's admitted he's in trouble. That's right. And he's refused to explain himself. In other words, he obviously has something to hide. Oh. Tonto, I think we'll learn more if we follow Johnny secretly than if we stop him. Maybe you're right. He is heading for town, Kimosabi. See? Now he's turned east. He's going to parallel the trail. Oh. Come on, Tonto. We'd better get out of sight before the boy looks back. Come on, sir. Get him up the scalp. Get behind these trees, Tonto. Uh-huh. He's still going on. You think he's got the courage to walk right into town? Uh-huh. You may not know. Hold it. What's going on? He's turning up that lane. Uh-huh. Let's check. Who lives there? Other name, Chink Yabo. Chink? The man in the sheriff's office. The man who saw Johnny shoot Ashton. Uh-huh. What connection can there be between those two? It keeps range. I may find out in a moment, Tonto. Uh-huh. I'm going to knock at the door. Yeah? Who's there? Who wants in? Open the door, please. I don't think so. You've got to talk to me. You've got to. The kid that jumped the train. Hey, what are you closing the door for? Why did you say I killed Mr. Ashton? What? Why did you? You knew it wasn't true. Why'd you do it? Now, look. You must have done it on purpose. Hey, you know, I could take you to the law and get you jailed? What are you doing here? I want you to go to the law and tell the truth. I think you've got to. How did you know my name? My uncle told me. What? Your uncle? Mr. Ashton. The banker? Yes. Well, the dog gone. I left the house this morning just before he did. You saw me go. You must have. I was across the street when the shot was fired. My uncle was killed. Just a second, young man. I never knew the banker had an nephew. Never knew he had any folks at all. Mr. Ashton was my father's brother. Yeah? Yeah, but they weren't friends. They hadn't written or seen each other for years. Then what were you doing there? Uncle owed my father money. We needed it terribly. Father wouldn't ask for it. He had too much pride. So I came here to ask for it instead. Did you get it? No. I wouldn't admit he owed it. He had plenty of money. I saw it when he opened his wallet. There must have been hundreds. He told me to get out. Kid, it looks like you've run with the tough luck all around. I ran away this morning. I couldn't stop to explain to anybody. Because then they thought I really had a reason for shooting my uncle. It had been certain I was guilty. So now you sneak back to get me to tell the sheriff it weren't you after all? You must. Why? Why? I told one story. Why should I change it now? You let them think an innocent person did it? You let them hang me if I were caught? That it took me fine. Oh. Why didn't I think of it before? Think of what? I was across the street when the shot was fired. I'd just come from the house. You'd been in the garden. You were the only other person around. No one else could have come there in just a couple of seconds. It took me to leave. Beginning to savvy, huh? You fired that shot. That's why you said it was me. You threw the blame on me so you wouldn't be suspected. Sure. Hey, where you going? I'll tell them. I know you don't. Stay back. Come back here. Let's go. You little wildcat. Quit kicking. Let me go. Let me go. I'll teach you. Oh. My cap. Don't you... You talk up. Well, I'll be sweet to you. You'll be. Long here. All done up under this cap. A girl. Best up like a boy. Give me that cap. Oh, you. Who opened that door? This wallop. The one my uncle had. I saw him with it. That was thrown in? Yes. The mayor's man picked it up in the sheriff's office. That means he's outside now. He's heard what I said. He's in there, sir. I'm going to get him. The sheriff? Yes. You take me. It was a put up job. You come here to make me talk while the sheriff listens. I'm sorry, sir. Well, they won't get me. Nobody's going to take me in the ass. I'm going to jump out window. There he goes. Heading for his horse. You get him. No, stay here. Let him go. Him killers. Yes. And he thinks the sheriff heard what he said in there. What's going to happen if we capture him and he learns the sheriff didn't. He'll deny the whole thing. That's right. Sit up. Sit up. And we can't bring him to justice until we get a confession out of him in front of the law. And how do it? Hi. You. Come here quickly. The sheriff. Where is he? I thought I heard your call. Never mind that. You want to prove your innocence? I'll do anything. Anything. Then you're coming with me. Here's a little bit. Here, boy. Huh? Follow Chink until you see which way he goes. Make sure you can pick up his trail again. Hunter, do it. Here, Scout. Then wait for us outside of town on the south trail. We'll be there inside of 20 minutes. Huh? Get him up, Scout. Get him up. Get him up. What are you going to do? What? What's your real name? Mary. Mary Ashton. All right, Mary. Into the saddle with you. Put that cap on your head. But... And hold on. We're riding. Come on, Silver. Come on. Come on. A masked man. There's the kid that shot the banker. Sheriff. Sheriff. Hi, Sheriff. The killer. Watch out. They'll ride you down. They'll make you stay. Huh? He's out of the saddle. He's dropping behind those rocks. I'll meet him. Come on. Easy edge. You're shooting at us first. Must have gone local. Who shot it right off my head? Rush the coyote sellers. What if Chink is local? Going to shoot himself. Why there? This man shot the gun from Chink's hand. Come on. I've known you was listening outside my place, Sheriff. I've built you. Hold him, Sheriff. You know it. He didn't know it until you just told him. If he didn't, what was he chasing after me for with a posse? He wasn't. I was chasing the masked man and the kid here. What? That's why we rode through town, Sheriff, to get you to follow. We heard Chink admit his guilt. We let him believe you'd been there to hear it also. When he saw you coming, he was certain you were after him. Well, doge on. And this boy you thought a killer is a girl, Ashton's niece. Ashton's niece? Did Ashton have a family, Sheriff? I know. Well, then, Mary, it looks as if you'll be all right after all. All Ashton's money will go to your father. Yes, I... Miss, I don't know what to say. I never fired at a woman a fool in my life. You've had only a known eye. It wasn't your fault, Sheriff. You couldn't know. Yeah, but, golly, when folks find out about this... I'll teach you it that you're not blamed. Oh, gosh, Miss, I hope so. And you shouldn't take it so hard, Sheriff. Hmm? I even fooled the masked man. I'll steal my wife! What you have just heard is a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.