 A fiery horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust, and the hearty high old silver, the Lone Ranger. Out of the plains, with his faithful Indian companion, Tonto, fought crime and criminals throughout the western United States. At a time when gun law ruled the range country, no one could match the quickness of his draw. His strength and courage were always on the side of right against might. And the West remembers him as the greatest champion of justice the frontier ever knew. 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 Lone Ranger and Tonto rode along the main street toward the crowded last chance gambling hall. Two shadowy figures, a man and a woman were standing near the door. But the masked man and the Indian were more interested in the horses tethered out in front. This place looks that way, Tonto. We were told to look for two horses who looked exactly alike. Ah, them over there. And the men we want must be inside. Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy. Never mind the hitching post, Tonto. They'll stand. The men we look for inside? They must be. Come along. Oh, I didn't see you in the shadows. We've seen you. You want something in the last chance? Yes, I'm looking for two men named Spud and Brand. One of Spud's hands said they'd be in town. Where one goes, the other goes. I'm going inside. Yeah, Belle, go ahead. Gavi most likely wants you. Have you seen them? You still here, stranger? You haven't answered my question. It ain't going to, Savvy. Because you and your ancient part ain't going inside. No? I says no. Ah, I see you wear two guns. Yeah. And you wear them strapped down. Yeah, same as you, stranger. Ready for trouble. A man who hunts for trouble is apt to find it. Use a short draw, don't you? Yep. What kind do you use? I don't draw unless I have to. But this looks as if I might. I'm going inside. Strangely, you've got to get past me first. Here's trouble. Don't be afraid. What? I could have shot you before your hoses were empty. A lightning draw. And I thought I was fast. Tell her, stay out here and keep this man company. Understand? Ah, me do it. Take a hint from me, stranger. Don't go inside. If you're looking for trouble, you'll get it. I'm not looking for trouble. I'm looking for two men. And I'm going inside. Hello, Gavi. Everything quiet downstairs. Same as usual. People's on out to the hitching post. A couple of strangers out there. Strangely, you mean Laman? One's a mast on, man. Another's an engine. Yeah. Right now, I've got other things in my mind. Creepy looking at him. He was leading up to it when I left. Bad enough. Better come over to the table. Kind of moves you around. Hey, Gavi. Come on, Chance. Come on. You know what to do. Leave it to me, Gavi. Hey, Gavi. Playing your hand or ain't you? Now, don't get your feathers up, boys. I was just telling Gavi how things are going downstairs. Hi, Val. Can't complain, Bran. OK, Chance. Need much fun playing three handed. Yeah. How come your boys ain't in the big game below? Why? Well, I'll tell you. Not you, Spud. Me. I'll tell her. Oh, is that way, huh? Well, Bran, guess we better do the usual. Heads, you tell her. Tails, I do. Keyreg? Keyreg. Heads. That's me. Shoot. Is that the way you two boys settle your arguments? Sure, Belle. Ever since we was mavericks. And it ties right in with why we don't play downstairs. Me and Spud, we've been parts for a long spell. Always worked the same outfits together. Rolled the same range. Hey, hey, I won that toss. Yeah, yeah. Anyways, Belle, now me and Spud, we got our own outfits. But we're still part. Hell, see, yeah. Even your lens right next to each other. Yes, sir. Me and Spud, we're about the same size, same frame of mind, plays poker about the same, rides the same. We both got trigger tempers. Yeah, which same as why we don't play downstairs. Correct. Saves wear and tear on the shooting aisle. Why, if one of them cars switching home braids with the cold deck, us, Garby, they'd have the mayor's old local smithereens before he could bulldog the pup. Well, I don't mind your boys playing up here, but damn, man, no thanks. You better pick up your cars before they get dusty. Oh, yeah. I almost forgot. Your deal, one is Spud. Yeah, it's a good deal. Yeah? You standing behind me like always, Belle? Think I'll bring you luck. Ah, you're just superstitious. Let's see. Guess it's me that opens up. You drew your cards? Yeah. I'll say 20 chips. Garby, will you stand? Uh, for 20 soon. Then you better count on digging some more on a kind of I'm raising to 10 more. In that case, I'll just pay to look. I'll see you. Not me. You both threw out one card. One of you must have filmed. Yeah, too bad you didn't raise, brand. I'd have given my son these births to look more dull for you. One, two, three, four, five. Ace high flush, huh? Can you top it? Not me. Three bullets is all. Had them from the beginning. Well, then I'll corral him chips. I pull that ace in the draw. Wait a minute. Huh? Better take another squint of that ace, brandy. What do you... Hey, that's the ace of diamonds. Sure, the diamond flush. Yeah. And how come I got the diamond ace? I had it from the first. What? But cheating is strange as bad enough, but cheating your best pal is... Hey, you seen him, Belle? Well... Great good for you, no cut, play, and skunk, you come in here. I'll handle this, Garby. I'll handle that stack. Will you call on me if, chief? Hand over that stack. Brandy, you better watch out. Part of no... I said give me that stack or reach for your gun. That cuts it. Draw, blame your eyes. Throw her up. Why that gun across the table? Move. Where'd you come from? That gun. You shot the gun right out of my hand. Never mind. I'll get your gun myself. You're lucky it wasn't your hand. Now get out. I ain't gettin' till I settle with this sidewinder. Me and me? Me and you. I said get out. Make pracks. I'll keep your gun. You got the drop on me, stranger. But I'll settle with you later. That's for you, Spud. Next time you cross my trail, you better keep your gun hand-free, savvy. The sooner the better. Yeah, the sooner the better. Make it here, mess man. This here's my dickens. You're Garby, eh? I run the last chance. No mess. Don't breathe. It's gonna come in here. I don't like the way you run it, and I don't like you. What are you doing here in the first place? Never mind that. Spud. Yeah? You're staying with me until... That's all right. That's brand leaving now. Now you make pracks out of here. What about my gun? When I want it returned, I'll return it. Outside. All right, mess man. Maybe you figure you've done brand and me a favor, breaking up that shooting scrape. Perhaps. Well, you're wasting your breath. Brand and me have been parts, but that's water under the bridge, savvy. No man could call me a car chief. Part and no part. From now on I go gunning for brand, and the same goes for you. Well, stranger, whoever you are, you sure helped a set of a jam. Is that so? Sure, Garby. He don't go for shooting scrapes in the last chance. I didn't get that impression from your hired man outside. Creeper. He wears his guns too well. Hey, he mustn't mind Creeper. He's always putting on. I wanted you to get out on stage with the bar on there. The answer is no, Garby. Your manner doesn't fool me. I can't prove it, but I'm positive you wanted those two to shoot it out. You're local. You're calm on the surface, Garby. But inside you're seething. You'd like nothing better than to drop me in the dust. Well, you... That tears it. A stranger giving me that kind of lip and a mass stranger at that. There's the door. You better take it. No thanks, Garby. Right down them steps and outside. Whoever you are, you should... I said no thanks. I'm taking no chances of getting a bullet in my back. I'll leave my own way. Here's over. Here, boy. That's it, boy. Right under the window. You're some crazy mister. You can't drop him. To the back of my horse? Watching you'll see. Taddo. You'll make him ready. We're riding, Taddo. I have a feeling you'll be seeing me again, Garby. Yeah. Though I won't say goodbye. Instead, I'll make it out of your... Come on, Taddo. Let's see what he called that horse. I never see you. You let an outlaw beat you to... A horse named Sylvan, an engine car named Taddo. Outlaw nothing. That pays a loan ranger. The loan ranger? Sure it is. Wait. Listen. We're running into trouble, huh? Looks that way, Taddo. I'd stake my saddle at Brandon's spud with the victims of a trick by Garby. Ah. I came in just in time to stop a gunfight between two lifelong friends. Garby's up to something and we know what it is. That water. Yes, the water. Brandon's spud-owned land, which surrounds the only good water. Right now, it's open. If Garby gets control, he'll close that off. You know what that means in cattle country. That'd be plenty bad. Here, Taddo. Take this gun. It's a spud's gun. What do we do now? Take that gun back to spud. I'll return the other one to Brandon. Ah. We separate here at the fork in the trail. The sooner this quarrel gets patched up, the better. Then we go. Get him up, scoundrel. Get him up. This way, Sylvan. We'll see Taddo later. This way, boy. We're heading for Bram's cabin. Ranger, no ranger. I ain't givin' up that water home. You got your rifle, creeper? Yeah. Stay and steal the honorary coyote. Sooner them two cowhands start the guns to smoke and the sooner I can step in. I'm to head for Bram's cabin first, huh, Garby? Yeah. Fire one shot through the window. Then do likewise over to Spud's cabin. I got you, Garby. Pretty smart. I ain't givin' them a chance to cool off, Harry. Yeah. Come on, boys. Hey, creeper. Yeah? Each one is gonna figure the other tried to kill him, see? But get this. Maybe the lone rangers in one of them cabins right now. If you get the chance, maybe one of them shots just might get the lone ranger. Understand? Sure, boys. You can count on it. Pretty smart. Not only do I get them to, but maybe it's a finish of the lone ranger as well. I don't care who you are, lone ranger or no. I don't like being cheated at cards. What makes you think Spud cheated you? Well, it's hard to believe a part would pull a stunt like that. Doesn't your friendship with Spud make you believe otherwise? Huh? Would you do such a thing to him? Hey, look here. You call me a car- Hey, see, Brand, there's a temper again. You should know Spud better than to imagine he cheated cards. Spud's pretty hard up. Brand, I came out here to keep you from doing something you would regret. You say it was a frame by Garvey. I can't prove it, but yes, I do. Maybe so. I'd like to believe, Spud. Then talk to him. Huh? You heard me, Brand. The longer you wait, the harder it's going to be. When two friends break up, it's gotta be patched up fast. Understand? Well, if you put it that way- And I'll go with you. Someone's gotta be around when two hotheads clash. You say so, Ranger. But he's got to apologize first, not me. Never mind that, Brand. The main thing is- Hey, there's a rider. The man on the horse up there in the ridge. Look out! Oh! Did you see that? Ranger. He got the chair. He got the Ranger. The lone Ranger. It was Spud, that's who. Spud, that only sidewinder. Trying to get mean, he got the Ranger instead. Well, I was going over to see Spud, but this time I'm going in shooting. 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. Convinced that Spud had killed the lone Ranger, Brand headed for his ex-partner's ranch. The mask man was stretched on the floor. He moved slightly and then lay still as two horsemen rained up in front of the cabin. Inchon, you stay out of this. There ain't none of your affair. Me going with you. That's your look out then. But I aim to bless daylight in the brand. Then don't you interfere, Savvy? Cabin door open. I'll give Brand a chance to draw. Which is more than he gave me the dirty coyote sneaking up to my cabin and trying to shoot me in the back. Come. Something wrong. Oh! That's not part of the plan. Yeah. Look. There, I told you. Brand, come over to finish me. When he came back, the Ranger was here. Brand shot and hard-tailed out. Where a bullet? What happened? Inchon, I ain't got time. I'm going to take care of Brand once and for all. And I'll feed him lead for getting the Ranger too. Howdy, Inchon. Get up, boy. Come on. Get up there. Brand, him lying floor. Contest day. Maybe fix him. Maybe. No, Matt, funny. Matt, and he funny. But not so funny a poor tanto him think. You thought I was dead, huh, Tata? Me think great spirit get long range. Not this time, old friend. That bullet did nothing but scratch my tempo. We know that now, but not a poor. You see this mark on the door? The bullet hit the door first. Then it glanced off and hit me. Luckily, the force was almost spent. I was merely knocked out. You all right now? Yes. But let's get this straight, Tata. You were with Spud and his cabin. What you say it's obvious that the same man who fired into this cabin went to Spud's cabin first. If I had a shot at Spud, then came over here. That's right. You say Spud came here and left it once. He's going after Brand. And since Brand wasn't here when you arrived, he must have gone out while I was unconscious. Going out to look for Spud. Not bad. The moon's gone down, Tata. It's a dark night. I don't think they'll run into each other in the dark, but just in case. We go? We'll go after Spud and make sure he doesn't run into Brand. You're sure you can follow Spud's tracks? Ah. Come on then. It takes two to make a fight. Brand can't do any shooting if he doesn't see Spud. And Spud can't shoot because we'll make sure he doesn't. Here's over. Hey, boy. Keep Scout quiet, Tata. Ah. You did a good job of trailing, Spud, Tata. If he stays on the trail he took, he'll pass right by us. Force to come now. Hold Scout's muzzle so he doesn't give us away. When I give the word we're closing, make sure Spud doesn't go for his gun. We don't want to hurt him. Ah. Me do it. Get ready. Now, Tata. Go on, Silver. What the? It's our fortune. That's all, Spud. You're who you think you are, Ambush. And who are you? You're not tracking Brand. Not tonight. The lone ranger. I've seen you on the floor. Brand's Gavin. Never mind that. You're going back to your cabin. Mr. Leggo then reigns. I said you're going back. I'm heading for Sagebrush and I'm shooting me a polecat by the name of Brand. But you're wrong. I won't try to argue with him. Because you're so bullheaded you wouldn't listen to reason. But you're not gunning for anyone tonight. Turn your horse. Let go of that ranger. You'll do nothing. You're going back to your cabin and you're staying there with Tata to guard you. Until I say otherwise. Turn your horse. All right. You got me. You took my gun and you got me in my cabin. But get this. I'm getting out tonight. I'm going to get Brand. It's dawn now, Spud. We won't keep you here later than this afternoon. It's all the time I need to prove you're dead wrong about Brand. I believe that when you prove it and you won't. Come outside, Tata. Ah. Make sure he stays, Tata. He's a man. I've got a good idea who fired those shots. There must be tracks left on the ridge outside Brand's cabin. You go look. I'll investigate those tracks and see where they lead me. I'm certain they'll lead to the last chance in Sagebrush. Me wait here. I'll leave a broad trail when you can follow a top speed. If anything goes wrong, come after me. That's good. And keep a close watch on Spud. He's still boiling over with that temper. Harvey, him do this. Here, Silver. Yes. Garry's engineered the whole thing, Tata. No doubt about that. There's no more time to talk. Remember, if anything goes wrong, come after me. Come on, Silver. You had enough of being creepy. Oh, God. I said you had enough. Do you think you got the little Ranger? Well, I don't know. I tossed a bullet at Spud's cabin and headed for the ridge up near Brand's place. I seen the door open and I squeezed a trigger and the guy went down. You heard someone behind you when you lit out, hey? Well, that's what gets me. My horse is faster than his, so I got away. Now, if it'd been the lone Ranger after me, I'd have been caught in a hurry. So, well, it must have been the Ranger I shot. Yeah, it looks that way. Harvey, I'm scared. Shut up. Well, if anybody ever figures out it was me shot the lone Ranger, well, there wouldn't be a place in the west I could stick my face. You don't know for sure yet, shut up. Garry. Oh. You find out anything, Bill? I've seen Brand. He came to town last night. Gun him for Spud. He didn't find him, so he bunked up to more candles. Brand. I told you it wasn't the Ranger after me. Brand says Spud shot the lone Ranger. It was you creeper, weren't it? We'll get to that later, Bill. Yeah, Garvey? Brand's still hot under the collar. What's the before? He's staying in town. Says he knows Spud will show up sometime today and he ain't going to miss him. Mm-hmm. That senses it. It's going to work out fine. One of them is going to kill the other, sure. The one what's left ain't going to linger around these parts for long. I can take over that waterhole without raising a finger. And I'll squeeze them all as once water. I'll squeeze them dry. Get that pillow out, squeeze them dry. Garvey, what about me? Me shooting the lone Ranger. How much later are you going to figure out what I'm to do? There ain't but one thing to do, creeper. Where's your house? Not back. I didn't use a hitch in me a lot, Frank. And you better put on boots and a stirrup leather and make tracks. Oh. You can't cover it for me, huh? I ain't no fool, creeper. Garvey's right. Soon or later, it's got to come out. And the Ranger's got an engine pal. Yeah, I've seen that engine. Well, I guess you're right, Garvey. I'll put distance between us right now. Just give me some cash. Sorry, creeper. Huh? I ain't got no cash to give you. No cash? You pulled in plenty at the gambling tables last week. I said no cash, creeper. Oh. I get it. You know I got to pull up stakes. So you're dealing me out, huh? Nobody knows you're here, creeper. But from the sound of them moves, somebody's going to know it soon. You better ski daddle before you get a rope around your neck. All right. I've done your dirty work for you. Now you won't pay. I'm going to get this, Garvey. You better go fast. That ombre's coming in. There's the back door, creeper. I get it, Garvey. But I won't forget. That's saving money, huh, Belle? There he goes. Yeah. Hey, looking for somebody to cab away? I'm looking for a creeper. Where is he? That's Freddy. You lone ranger. Oh. You ain't dead. Rain or tunnel? Ah. Oh, oh, oh. Tunnel. What are you doing here outside of town? Why aren't you guarding Spud? Me for fail to tell you. Him get away. What? Spud get out of the cabin? That's right. When? How long ago? Right for, son, this high. An hour, huh? He headed for town? That's right. You see, trail start, then come after you. You followed my trace? Yeah. Tunnel, I just came from town. I went to the last Chance Cafe to get creeper. Him fire shot? It was creeper, all right. I found some black horse hair on the ridge. Here's horses, black. There was a nick and one hoof. What you do here, then? Creeper wasn't in the last Chance. He'd been there before, although Garvey denied it. Found those hoof marks out from back. Creeper come this way? I'm after him right now. I was crossing the slope when I saw you down below. Otherwise, you'd have missed me in town. Ah. This is serious. Brand's in town now. If he meets up with Spud, there's going to be a shooting. Spud, him go to town. Unless I catch Creeper and get him back to town, two partners are going to throw bullets at each other for something neither one of them did. Too late now. Perhaps it is too late. But we're still going to try. Toward a head for town. Do all in your power to prevent a clash between Spud and Brand. I'm going after Creeper. I'll bring him back if I have to drag him. And pray it isn't too late. Get him up, Spud! Come on, Silver! Hello, Silver! Away! Yeah, I came to town to settle with that back-shootin' Paul Kat Brand. Where is he? He's up Spud. Ain't Brad your part? What's come between ya? He ain't no part of mine, not no more. He called me a card cheatin' skunk right to my face. Yeah! After that, he snuck up to my cabin and tried to drill me through the bank. All I want is a gun. Who's got a gun? I'm sure you ain't making a mistake about this Spud. It's my own business, Garvey. I can see that, Spud. He's a gun for you. Thanks. It's loaded. It's loaded. Wait a minute! Maybe I forgot doing the wrong thing. Let me tell you this. Me and Bill was in that room when Brad started callin' names. Ain't that so, Bill? Spud's doing the right thing. Brand didn't have no call to talk that away. Hey, Spud. Huh? Down there, look. We're in the town. Where? He's out the middle of the street. I'm gettin' back. There's gonna be bullets flying. Yeah. Well, this looks like the showdown, huh? You wait. I'll call my own. You fool! Get back in, you know! You better stick your nose into something that ain't your affair! You do this, Garvey! You crook! You'll land here for that later red skin. Some of you grab this snort cottage and a drink. I'm out of the way! Get away! Get it! Get away! Go on! Better get out of the street, Garvey. You got the son behind you, Spud? Yeah. Come on again. Don't seem like I could ever bring myself to shoot Brand. Make sure you get the draw on him. I'm waitin' for him to draw first. Yeah. Go, Shane. Brand used to be my part. He's fixin' to shoot ya. It's you or him. Yeah. Yeah, get back, Garvey. He'll be in shootin' range in a couple of seconds. We're goin' out to meet him halfway. You was a good part, Brand. Now we ain't parts. We're goin' gunnin' for each other. Why'd you do it, Brand? Why'd you call me a cheat? That's the one thing I can't swallow. This is it. I'm callin' ya, ya yellow-libert po-cat. Draw, Brand. Drawin' you get what's comin' to ya. Reach for your guns. All right, you rascal! Go! My hand! Don't move, either of you! Did you see that? Shut the guns out of their hands. It's a long range. Get out of this mess, man. Ain't you a quarrel? You had no quarrel to shoot the guns out of our hands? I'm making it my quarrel. Spud didn't cheat you, Brand. Garvey did it. Garvey and Bell. That's a dirty lie. And what's worse, Spud didn't fire that shot into your cabin, Brand. What? He didn't. Any more than you fired into his cabin. The man who did it is right behind me. All right, creepers. Start talking. Garvey. Creeper. Ranger, bring it back. Yeah, Garvey. You brought me back. And I don't mind comin' back. Now I know the Lone Ranger ain't dead. Get to the point, mister. You're still tryin' to prove Brand... I'm tryin' to stop you from being hot-headed fools. Garvey wanted your land for the water. He not only fixed those cars, he sent Creeper out to make each of you mistrust the other. If I hadn't brought Creeper back, he'd have succeeded. The Lone Ranger's got it straight. I can back up every word. Now all I ask is that you give Garvey what he deserves. Let go of me! Let go of me! Oh, you don't get double-crossing. That's right, Brand. Hold on to him. I'm giving you a hand. We were partners before, and we're partners again. For Keeps. Come on! Kill Spud! You have just heard as a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.