 I'm sorry, our fishing trip turned out this way, hey boy. But we can't go back to San Francisco until we know this girl is safe. We'll travel, starring Mr. John Daener as Paladin. San Francisco, 1875. The Carlton Hotel, headquarters of a man called Paladin. You saw Paladin? Hey boy. You saw? Well, what in the devil is all that you're carrying? Oh, it's camping equipment. I'll come in, please. Well, yes, come on in. Hello. Thank you. He? Yeah, hey boy, tired. I don't doubt it, but why in the world do you have all that equipment? Oh, it's very necessary for a fishing trip, Mr. Paladin. Well, we certainly don't need all that. Oh, yes, sir. Man in store tells, hey boy, he needs many things. Oh, man in the store. Would you tell him that we were only going for one week? Oh, yes, sir. That, hey boy, get time off from job, that you promised to take me, and that is very happy time. But may I remind you that besides two saddle horses, we're only taking one pack horse. Oh, too much equipment, huh? Much too much. You, hey boy, have to leave some? You'll have to leave a lot. All we need are a couple of saddle blankets, cooking gears, and fishing line and a few hooks. Oh. And the rest is up to the fish when they see the worms. Worms? Little wiggly worms? That's right. We use them for bait. Yeah, yeah, boy, not like little wiggly worms. Well, there is one other way to catch fish, hey boy. Oh, he saw how? Well, you find yourself a nice rock out in the middle of the stream, see? And you crouch on it like a cat. And be still, shh, very still. Oh, he saw, ah, then what? Then after a couple of hours, you might see a fish. And when you do, you take a deep breath, dive into that icy stream, and swim after him. If you're lucky and can hold your breath long enough, you may catch a fish. Mr. Paladin? Yes? Hey, boy, use little wiggly worm. A warning signal for all drivers. And that can be a warning signal for drowsy drivers on long monotonous trips. 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The wild beauty of this part of California was magnificent to see, the great jagged cliffs rising toward the sky and then suddenly slashing off and dropping into the crashing surf of the Pacific far below, a heavy, untamed forest rowing to the very brink of the cliffs. We turned inland and rowed deep into the Santa Lucia, searching for the mountain streams of the DeFord, the best fishing. And soon we had a comfortable camp set up. The next morning, hey, boy, was up with the sun and standing on the bank of the stream fishing. By 10 o'clock, he still hadn't had a strike. Hey, boy. Hey, boy, don't you want to eat some breakfast? Shh. Hey, boy, catchy fish. Well, now look here. We'll be here a whole week, and so will the fish. Hey, boy, use wiggly worm just like you say, boy. Still no catchy fish. Well, you know what I think. I think you frighten the fish away, standing there staring at that stream the way you are. Oh, hey, boy, wait a long time to go on fishy trip with you. Now I catch a fishy. Yeah. What was that? Oh, sound like a lady scream, Mr. Palady. Come on. Mr. Palady. You there. Leave that girl alone. You hear me? I said leave her alone. You hit Carlos, kill. I will kill you. No, no, you don't. Dirty gringo. Give me some, Palady. He have knife. You will die gringo with a knife. Don't you try it. You're all right. Why do you harm this girl? I must kill her. You must let me kill her. I said why do you harm this girl? Go. I go now. You will turn Carlos loose. You come back here. Come back. Please, let him go. Don't go after him. Are you all right? Yes. Yes, I think so. Who are you? Marlene, Marlene Carter. What's this all about? What happened? I was rounding up stray cattle when Carlos came up and tried to kill me. You know this boy? Yes. Why would he try to kill you? I don't know. He's like a wild, crazy animal. How far do you live from here? About a mile. Hey, boy, get our things together. We better see that she gets home all right. Lisa. Thank you, mister. Again this fall, we citizens of the United States have the chance to demonstrate to the rest of the world the vigor of our free institutions. But if past history be a guide, an appallingly large percentage of Americans will not vote in the presidential election. In the present critical world situation and with economic problems at home, men of the highest skill and capacity are needed. The caliber of the officials we elect depends on the thoughtful choice of the people. Participate in this fall's elections. Contribute to your party or candidate. Work for your choices. Make sure you're registered. Then be sure to take your turn at the voting booth in November. During the months ahead, right through the excitement of election night, CBS News will report all campaign developments fairly, impartially, completely to help you make your decision intelligently to make you a fully informed voter this November. Marlene Carter's ranch was hidden in a small valley and the heavily wooded forest came almost to the back of the house, its tangled undergrowth capable of hiding many things, its darkness lonely and sinister. We were met in the front yard by an ageless Mexican woman who was introduced as Toleta. Briefly, Marlene explained what had happened and Toleta looked at me, her black eyes strange and piercing. Marlene insisted we stay for coffee. And after the first cup, hey boy went outside to water the horses. By this time, the girl had recovered sufficiently to talk freely. Toleta and I run this ranch by ourselves, Mr. Paladin. Just the two of you? That's right. My mother died when I was born and my father died just last year. Toleta's all I have left. She's been like a mother to me all my life. But don't you have someone here to help you? Ranch hands? No. This place is a long way from any town, Mr. Paladin. And the men you can get aren't the most desirable. I hired a couple of men once. As soon as they found out Toleta and I lived here alone, they began to get ideas. Toleta had to run them off with a shotgun. I see. Besides, I only run a small herd. And I can handle cattle about as good as any man. Well, I'm sure you can, but it seems that handling cattle isn't your only problem. What about Carlos? Oh, terrible, terrible thing. Who is he? Mr. Paladin, Carlos Martinez was raised right here, right on this ranch. My father always treated him like he was my brother. We grew up together. Carlos was always kind and good until about two years ago. What happened? Well, there was an accident. Accident? He was breaking a horse, the horse threw him. Carlos fractured his skull. We thought he was going to die, but he didn't. Maybe, oh, it's a horrible thing to say, but maybe it would have been better if he had. Why would you say that? When he got well, he wasn't the same. How do you mean? Well, he just, sometimes he'd get kind of wild. It was frightening. My father couldn't control him. Nobody could. Then one day, he just disappeared. That was over a year ago. And you hadn't seen him again until today? Only once when we buried Dad. We saw him lurking in the woods. Toledo tried to go out and talk to him, but he looked at her kind of wild and ran off. Oh, Toledo, did Mr. Paladin's friend find his way around? I see. He's still watering the horses. More coffee, senor? Yes, thank you, Toledo. I still don't understand why he'd want to kill you, Marlene. You say Carlos was raised on this ranch. He almost got killed by a horse, which seemed to hurt his mind and turn him into some kind of an animal. He is not an animal. He is a man with feelings and gentleness and hurts, just like you and just like me. Toledo, I raised him just as I raised Senorita Marlene. I rupt him to sleep when he was a child, and I cried over him when he was sick. Please, Toledo, I didn't tell him. There is nothing to hide. The new Paladin should know that Carlos Martinez is my son. I sat and looked at Toledo. In her eyes, I could see the pain and torture. The heartache of a mother who has had to stand helplessly by and watch a thing she loves. A part of herself, her own son, turned into a savage. Without another word, she turned and silently left the room. I'm sorry, Mr. Paladin. I should have told you Carlos was Toledo's son. Well, I should have guessed. This must hurt her very deeply. More than anyone knows. Sometimes at night, I hear her rocking in the chair on the porch, singing a little Spanish lullaby, the one she used to sing to Carlos and me a long time ago. Can't something be done? I mean, couldn't he be put somewhere and given treatment? Where? There's nothing around here, even if he could be caught. Well, what about the doctors? What do they say? All the same thing. Nothing can be done for him. Well, still, it seems that. Mr. Paladin. Mr. Paladin? What is it, hey boy? What's wrong? Big mind, sir. One who tried to kill a young lady, he outside. What? Yes, sir. I see him in Wood's backhoe house. He see here, boy. He run. Are you sure? Oh, yes, sir, very sure. He's come back, Mr. Paladin. What'll I do? I don't know. But I do know you until later can't stay here alone. Do you have an extra room? Yes, I do. All right, then. For your protection, Marlene. Hey, boy, and I are going to stay here tonight. And now, here are Edgar Bergen and Charlie McCarthy. Bergen, when I'm old enough to drive, can I have a car? Not unless you learn to care for it properly, Charlie. Oh, I'm a genius with the monkey range. The kids in our block say if Charlie can't fix your car, there's something wrong with it. Now, suppose you have a car. Yeah, let's make it a car then. A conservative red with yellow stripes. The color is not important. But if it's any GM car or truck, you should take it to your General Motors dealer for service. Oh, sure, I know. Oh, and what do you ask for? Have a credit. No. Guardian maintenance. Do you know what guardian maintenance means? It's the story of my life. Like you are my guardian and I maintain you. No, Charlie. Guardian maintenance is expert service performed by GM trained servicemen who have the proper tools and the factory-approved parts to do the job right. And it's available to owners of Chevrolet cars and trucks, Pontiacs, Oldsmobiles, Buick's, Cadillacs, and GMC trucks. And red carpets with yellow stripes. Mr. Parallel, you want a cup of coffee, too? And no. No, thank you, boy. Hey, boy, not like fishy, too. I want to go back to San Francisco. Yeah. I'm sorry it turned out this way, hey, boy, but we can't go back just now. No, somebody have unhappy doggy? No, that's a coyote, hey, boy. There's a full moon tonight. So you'll hear a lot of them. No, not a good sound. Make, hey, boy, spy, take a look. Yeah. I think I'll go take a look around outside before turning in. I'll be back in a few minutes. Yes, sir. You be careful, Mr. Parallel. A big crazy man may be waiting outside to kill you. Remember, he have knife. I'll remember. Marlene, I thought you were in bed. I was, but I heard Toledo. Toledo? She's on the porch again, rocking and singing. Come here by the window. She knows Carlos is around. I think she wants him to hear her. She shouldn't be out there alone. I know. I'm going out. I'll go with you. The moon is bright tonight, Toledo. See, you should be in bed, little one. And Toledo, you mind if I look around a little? I think it might be a good idea. I cannot control your actions, Senor Paladin. Perhaps it'd be better if you and Marlene went back into the house. No. We will wait on the porch for you, Senor Paladin. Then we will all go back in the house. As you wish. Mr. Paladin, are you hurt? A knife in my back. Get away and get back to the house. No, no, I can't. I can't leave you. No, I told you. I told you I would be back. Carlos! The knife. It is good, no. Carlos, don't. I will kill him, then I will kill you. Carlos, don't! Please, don't! Your mother calls you. I have no mother. Did you not hear me sing the lullaby? Was that not the song your mother used to sing to you? See, see, that is so. But you were singing to this one. You were not singing to me. Always you sing to her, and she has taken you from me. She has taken you from me, so I have no mother. Listen to me, Carlos. No, no, I will kill them. Carlos, I had Mr. Paladin's gun, so you stand back. You just stand back. I must kill him. No, Carlos, don't! She shot me. She killed me. Oh, God. I'm sorry, Carlos. I couldn't help it. I couldn't help it. She took you. She took my mother from me. No, Carlos. Was it so? Were you truly singing for me? It is true. Only for you. Carlos. Oh, my son. Oh, Toledo. I'm sorry. It is all right, my child. I'm sorry. It is all right, my child. He will be happy now. Yes, I feel fine, thank you. Doctor says I'll be up by tomorrow. Oh, you're back from trip. By the way, where is Hey Boy? I haven't seen him for two days. Oh, fishing things he bought to go on trip? Oh, I see. You mean he doesn't like fishing after all. No, sir. Hey Boy said he never leaves San Francisco again. He said too many things happen. Well, this fishing trip was a little unusual. Yes, sir. Hey Boy also says it's too easy to catch fish. To eat? Hey Boy said that? Yes, sir. He said he catch big fish first time he put line in water. Big fish? How big? Oh, about this big. That big? Miss Wong, do you know what? Yes, sir. You are so very right. I remember something you say to me long time ago. Yes, sir. You say discretion. Uh-huh. So when Hey Boy talk about fish, Miss Wong let eyes get very large, listen with mouth open. Ah, I see. Oh, Hey Boy have such good audience. He take Miss Wong for walking the moon. I get about fish. Miss Wong, Hey Boy may not know it, but he's the fish that swallowed the hook. Pepsicola refreshes without filling. Why? Because it's truly light. Charlie, you're forgetting something. Wait Kay, there's more. Yes, ice cold Pepsi is the delicious refreshment that goes great at a picnic or a party. And Pepsi goes fast. People like it. So keep plenty handy. There. Oh, you did fine. Except for one thing. Well, I mentioned lightness and how Pepsi refreshes and how fast it goes. You left out Pepsi sociability. To be sociable song. Okay, I can't sing. I can. Listen. Be sociable. Look smart. Keep up to date with Pepsi. Drink light. Refreshing Pepsi. Stay up. Well, at least I can say this. Pick up an extra carton of Pepsi today. Please do. Gun will travel. Created by Herb Meadow and Sam Rolf and directed in Hollywood by Frank Paris and stars John Daner as Paladin with Ben Wright as Hayboy and Virginia Gregg as Miss Wong. Tonight's story was specially written for Have Gun Will Travel by Ray Kemper. Featured in the cast were Anne Whitfield, Vic Parran and Lillian Byatt. This is Hugh Douglas inviting you to join us again next week when CBS Radio presents Have Gun Will Travel.