 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 masked rider of the planes led the fight for law and order in the early days of the 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. He was in with us now in those thrilling days when the West was young, and the Lone Ranger was fighting the greatest battle of his entire career. Breaking, a small band of hard-faced, hard-rattling men pushed deep into the tangle while the barren hills had barred their way to the Rio Grande. Finally, when their leaders saw that it could go no farther, he raised his arm and shouted a command. Dirk, do you think we lost them? Do you think we rode far enough? Can't ride no farther. Look at the horses. Get on. Won't have to hobble these critters. They won't stray. You camp in here, Dirk? Yeah, we can go on. Fellas, if we ever had rotten luck, we hid it last night. We planned to wreck that eastbound train and get fooled into thinking the wreck had happened when it hadn't. Just so we'd show ourselves. I'm giving Arizona and all them railroad fellas laying for us. They got the buzzard and Nolan and over half the rest. I'm telling you something, but hadn't been so dork with none of us got away. I ain't giving Arizona or Toronto any credit for it, though. No one Graham warns slick enough to travel like that, neither. Only one fella to blame, the Mask Man. Yeah, the Lone Ranger. He learned what we schemed. You're right. It was a Mask Man. Said so themselves. Yeah. There's something funny about it, fellas. Huh? What? For some reason or other, that masked hombre ain't letting his pard see him. And it's that that we're going to use to pay them coyotes back. What do you mean, Dirk? You've got a good horse, ain't you? Sure. One is rested. He'll get rest. When he's ready, dear, figure you could ride and bring Pawnee P to our hideout, say, inside a week or ten days. I guess so. With that horse he calls Frosty? Well, what for? When I'm all said or tell you. You just follow orders, that's all. All right, fellas. Find yourselves a place to sleep where the sun won't hit you, and tonight we'll push on. When night came, most of the outlaw band rode on toward the Rio Grande, but one of them headed for the Badlands to the north and west. At the end of five days, he reached his destination, a rocky canyon in the middle of the desert that led to a small green valley. It was there that Pawnee Pete had made his camp. And when he received Dirk's message... Dirk knows I'm wanted. I'm taking a chance of my leave here. I know that, but he needs your help, and you can't let him down. Who says I can't? Saving my skin is mighty important to me, and I'm not leaving here unless I get a good reason. Do you want a hole up in this desert for the rest of your life? Arizona and Tata won't stay around Spanish flights for long. They swore they wouldn't leave until every one of us was behind bars. They'll get tired waiting for me. Is that all you got to say? Yeah. You made the trip for nothing, Joe. Well, I guess maybe you wouldn't have had the nerve to go through with it anyway. Go through with what? Dirk's plan. I thought you didn't know what it was. I don't exactly, but I got a hunch that it'll take nerve. I get as much as anybody in the gang. Then another thing, you aren't big enough. Are you really? Sure, sure, you're big enough to beat up on me, but that won't get you nothing. Take it easy, Pete. What are you driving at? I'm just comparing you with somebody else. He's a good two inches taller and broader across the shoulders. And that horse of yours isn't as good as his. Frosty runs about 16 hands, doesn't he? Yeah. The other one's bigger. I only heard of one horse. It's bigger than Frosty. Maybe that's the one. Come on, Joe. What's your hunch about Dirk's plan? Let's have it. No, you ain't interested. You're going to stay here and be safe. Let's have it. Well, it's easy to figure out that Arizona and the Indian couldn't do much without the mask man's help. Well, the Graham or the sheriff and his boss are either. What about it? He's helping him, Eddie. You told me how he set that trap. Yeah, but there's something else. Dirk noticed. What? They ain't working together. That way there's have to be misunderstandings. Now, if one of us was big enough and had enough... Never mind that. And if one of us owned a horse that was anywhere near as good as Silver... Frosty could get by. Think so? Had with a mask, wouldn't I? You'd have to. The lone ranger. Changed your mind, Eddie? All the way. We ride for the Rio in the morning. It was almost a week later that Arizona lost Nantanto with Arizona's dog wolf at their heels. Road slowly along a trail to the east of Spanish flats. Well, Tano, I'm here to admit I'm just about beat. Where in thunder can a mask man be? Hmm, we not pine him. He could be camped somewhere in them hills along the Rio, of course. But we've searched all the likely places. And if we try to cover all that territory, it take us from now to like it raise a long gray beard. Funniest thing is this trip we just made to the mission. I thought for sure we'd find the pottery was back there. Him not. Yeah, nobody around the place even had word from him. You know what that makes me think might be possible, Tano? What that? Well, after getting that Silver bullet from the lone ranger that time we can bet chips he's up and around. But it could be that even so he ain't feeling any too fit yet. That'd explain the pottery still staying with him. That's right. I think so. But Dawg Garnerford explains why he won't let us know where he is or why he don't come back and work right along with us. Him help, though. Help? I should smile he has. Ask some of them crooks who are sitting in jail right now if he ain't. They tell you. And Tano, you take it from me. He's planning to go right on helping. Till the last of them pole cats is jailed or hung. And what's more, he won't stop till he's located that gent behind him. That's right. And outlaw leaders slick to keep himself hid the way he has. But we'll smoke him out all right. And slick as he is, it ain't been enough to keep his luck from running right bad or late. No? Far as we're concerned, things have been going all right. What now? Them shots. Close, too. I'd say they come from somewhere just around that bend. Come on. Quiet, Wolf. Get up. Get him on scone. Get him up, fella. Hurry, fella. Hurry there. Get him up. Hey, look. That's a ranch house back in there. And them fellas outside. Oh, go on. They've seen us. They're taking to the saddle. Get him on. Get him on. Get him on. They'll leave. I'm tailing like a old get-out. Come on, fella. Come on. Get him up. We'd case him. Better not. Too many of them. They're set for us. Better pull up at the ranch house here first. Find out what's happening. Maybe we're needed. That's right. Oh, oh, fella. Oh, oh, oh, oh. Inside. Hey, don't you aim that rifle at me? Put down gun. Don't you dare come closer. Don't you dare. Stop it. Stop it, boy. Miss, we're friends. Oh, shoot us well, Will. We ain't cruel. Get back. We just heard the fire and then come running because we thought we was needed. I don't believe you. Stop at where you are. Now, Miss, you know you don't mean to pull that trigger. Stop. Wolf. Why, Wolf? Is that any way to talk to a lady? You shut up. She ain't going to harm us none. She just thinks she is. Now, Miss. Wolf, did you call that, uh, Wolf? Why, sure. Then, then you must be... Arizona Lawson, Miss. At your service. And, and you're Tondo. Ah. Oh, and, and I thought you... That we was crooks. Sure, we savvy. But now that you know better, you mind explaining what all these ruckus was about? I'm Molly Fletcher. Uh-huh. You saw those men riding away? Sure did. They were after my father's money. They got it? No. Good. I was shocked you had to frighten me into telling where it was hidden. Poor cats. You tell? I couldn't. Huh? Because I don't know myself. But, but they wouldn't believe me. Now, Miss, uh, you're saying that just cause you don't trust us. But I'm not. Really, I'm not. I'd give anything to know, but, but I really don't. And it's funny them crooks that waste time scaring you when they could be getting after your pa. You don't understand. Miss, I, I reckon I don't. Well, my, my father's in Houston. He, he's very ill. I'm sorry. Of course you know about all the hold-ups that have been in the district. Well, we ought to. Well, that's why father hid his money. But now he's away and I can't get word to him in time. And I just have to find where that money is. Yeah? You see, father borrowed money from the bank and Spanish flats with our rent for security. And the money has to be paid back in eight days or we'll lose everything. But I can't find it to pay it. Well, I don't know why I'm bothering you, though. You ain't no barber. Maybe we can help. Uh-huh. Well, it's kind of you, but you couldn't. Well, let's see now, let's get this straight. First off, them crooks who was just here know about the cash. So far as they're concerned, you're not being able to tell them where it is a good thing. Yeah. But far as the bank is concerned, it ain't. Because the bank has to be paid. Oh, it must be. Now, you're sure your pa never said anything that would give you a hint what he'd done with the cash? Not one word. That's funny. You'd have thought he'd have done something to make sure that cash went to you in case anything happened to him. Oh, he did. Yeah? I don't know, Manuel. But I haven't any idea how to find him, and I just can't wait until he gets back. Gets back? Where is he? Manuel just shows up once a year in the fall. Rest of the time, he wanders around the country and do an odd job. Hmm. I suppose you think it's strange Father would tell Manuel about a thing like that, but not me. Well, it is kind of, ain't it? No. Father was afraid of just what's happened, that someone might try to force me to tell. Uh-huh. And Manuel's fine. Father would have trusted him with anything, and he knew Manuel would always come here to the ranch every year, so sooner or later he could tell me where the money is. It's just that Father never thought that the money would be needed in just this way. What's this Manuel hombre look like? Why? Tonho and me are hunting him up. You'd do that for me? It's your only chance, Miss. We know your pa can't be reached in time, but maybe this other gent can. If you've found him, Arizona, you don't know how grateful I'd be. We'd be glad to help you anyhow, Miss Molly. Yes. It's a chance to put a spoke in a scheme to them skunks we've been fighting. Now, you tell us what Manuel looks like and where he's most likely to be. Get out of there! One of the outlaws had watched Arizona and Tonho as they entered the butcher ranch house. Then, dismounting, they had approached close enough to overhear their conversation with Molly through an open window. When Arizona announced his determination to find Manuel, the outlaw returned to his horse, mounted and raced for the gang's hideout. Half an hour later, Dirk! Hide, Dirk! Whoa, whoa, whoa! I don't get mad, Tonho. Didn't you want a chance to trap Arizona and that red-skinned Tonho? You know how kind well I do. Then quit getting so mad. Listen to what I just heard over to the Fletcher place. Arizona and Tonho began their search for Manuel. They rode throughout the district and made countless inquiries. But nowhere could they find any information. Finally. Nothing doing here, Tonho. What do you even say? Ain't seen Manuel over a year. Doesn't think anybody else around here has either. Or they'd have mentioned it. Well, the only thing to do now is to push on south. Maybe he's crossed the border. What? What matter? Tonho, am I seeing things or do you see what I do? What that? Look there. High up on that ridge there, again in the sky. See him? Ah, it's horsemen. Yeah, and that's a powerful big horse he's setting on. And from here, that horse looks to be pure white. Ah! There, look. He's waving. You see him? Silver. Low ranger. We follow him. No, Tonho, hold on. Tonho, he don't want to see us. Me not savvy. If he did, would he go racing away from us like that? That's the reason for letting us get a look at him. And I'll bet you I know what that reason was. What that? Wait and see if I ain't right. How's the best way for us to get up there where he was? Right round that way. And Tonho, let's go. Get up, Tonho. Get up, Count! Get up! The curtain falls on the first act of our Lone Ranger drama. Before the next exciting scenes, please permit us to pause for just a few moments. Now to continue our story. Tonho and Arizona raced towards the ridge where they'd seen the masked man mounted on a pure white horse. When they'd reached its crest. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! I wasn't he right about here when we seen him, Tonho? That's right. I was right. There, again that tree. Come on. It messaged. Stuck again the trunk of this tree where he knew we'd be sure to find it. Don't you see now what he was up to, Tonho? He stood here with Silver till he was sure we'd seen him. He was out, known we'd come up here after him. Tonho, no matter what his reason is for staying away, you gotta hand it to him. That masked man smart. What papers say? Just a second. Tonho? Uh-huh? How the masked man finds out things I'll never know. What him find out? Somehow he learned we're looking for that Mexican. Oh. And here, he tells us how to find him. Well, Tonho, let's travel. Where we go? South of the Rio. Get up, color! Get up! This guy here. Arizona and Tonho? They feel just like you said they would. I waited till I'd seen him cross to the side of the border when they come ahead. Get before behind you then, huh? 30, 40 minutes maybe. So hide your horse. Then find Jake and Bert and tell them I want to see you. Tell them to hurry. Will you be? Here in the back room. That must be the place, Tonho. Uh-huh. Better pull up. Oh, oh boy. Oh, God, oh, Tonho. You coming inside with me? Uh-huh. Here you come. Oh, tough-looking place. It's pretty tough. Wonder what an old fellow like this here, Manuel, be doing here. Oh, me, not no. Well, we'll find him to get out as fast as we can. Hi, stranger. Huh? Oh, howdy. You've been with me? Oh. So, uh, you were fixing? Huh? Me? Sure, why? Just asked to see if I was right. If I find one this side of the border, I can kill him every time. Yeah, any of my business would brought you here. You acquainted in this place? Yeah, pretty well. And maybe you can tell us something we want to find out. Glad to oblige you again. No fellow called Manuel. They know his last name, but he's a little fellow, getting along in years. Spends a lot of his time north of the border and doing odd jobs for ranchers there. Well, I should smile, I know, ain't I? Well, you heard this is where we'd find him. Hey, hey, he's here right now. Yeah? Can we see him? Sure. See that door? Yeah. Well, open it up and walk right in. That's the back room. Thank you kindly, stranger. Come along, Sando. Ah. Door open. Come on, break it in. Third shot, there was two buzz. It was a self-defense. I heard him say it was out to get him. Come on. Break open that door. All right, let me through. Third shot has happened with... Well, be it... empty. There ain't a man in this room. Hey, Jake. Jake, wake up. Where are you? Come on, wake up. Don't cut it off. My head. It's me, Jake. It's Dirk. Sit up. Where are we? Don't ask me. What happened? Well, that's what we've got to figure out. I don't want to figure anything. My head feels like it's ready to bust wide open. You can't feel no worse than I do. Splash some water on your face. Maybe that'll make you feel better. Water? Sure. It was laying with your head almost in the river. Just a second. Feels good. All right, let me get some. I ain't stopping, you know. River. Hey, this the real? What else would it be? How in the dickens do we get here? Ain't got any idea. The last thing I can remember... Huh? Hurts even to think. Now, let's see. We was in the back room with a cab array waiting for Arizona and Toronto, weren't we? Sure. I didn't remember that. And they come in, too. Did they? Don't you remember? Well, I... Sure. Now I do. But then what? I... Yeah. We had our guns all ready to drill. They beat us to the draw. Nope. You weren't that. Then what happened? Let me alone. I'll piece it out. It was something to do with the winder. And now I got it. We was just ready to shoot when somebody outside that window shot the guns from our hands and fired again and busted the land. Now I remember it playing. Oh, it's coming back now. There's something else. Something else. Huh? At least I think there is. What are you talking about? Something that hurt somebody ill right afterwards. I wish I could place what it was. Seems like it was right important. Just before everything went black. Oh, I got a bump atop my head the size of a Hensie. So why? Somebody must have hit us some awful whacks. Yeah. And whoever he was, I got a good notion that it was that same ombre fired from outside. And I'll bet it was him brought us here. Yeah, maybe. If I ever find that filler, I'll break every... I got it. What? Get a hurry, Doc, on it. I just remembered what it was I heard that ombre yell. What was it? He said, he said, get to their hideout and pick up that cash before they come to. Well, cash? Either I camp in the hills, you idiot. That fella was talking about the cash we got on them hold-ups. The cash we buried under them rocks. And they're after it now? Could it mean anything else? Come on, there's our horses. Help me round them up. Oh, all right. Hurry up. Get over here. They didn't set to go someplace, Tallow. Huh? Well, I reckon they'll head straight for where the lone ranger figured they would. That's right. You think you can handle your end of this alone? I can help you, you know, if you think I should. You get along. Well, you not worry about Tallow. If you say so, all right. But there's one thing you don't want to forget. What that? No matter how bad one of those fellas are, the law can't play a hand on them as long as you're on this side of the border. Somehow, they've got to be tricked into crossing over again. Me, take care of that. Got to figure it out, Hal. Uh-uh. Hold it. They're getting the saddle. Ah, let me see him. The reckon this is where you and me separate. There they go. Follow them. The audio's ten-part, and you be careful. Uh-uh. Get them up, Scout. Get them up, Pa. He's gone red-skinned. Set him for the mask, man. He's got more nerve than any dozen men I know. Well, boy, let you and me travel. Get up. Get up. Get along, fella. Hurry. Say, that's the place there. Yeah. Whoa, whoa, fella, boy. Whoa, whoa, there. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Go on and whoa. Maybe we beat him here. I hope so. Don't look like this rock's been moved. Come on, give me a hand with it to make sure. Come on. There. Safe. Ain't been touched. We got here first. Then we better grab it. You have it. Thanks, Hal. What the? It's Colo. You won't talk a shoe. Hey, he's grabbing your cash. Blast you. It's Colo. It's Colo. Let me take the cash. You will not follow. Get him up, Scout. Get him up. Shoot at him. Shoot at him. Shoot at him. Shoot at him. He's behind cover. You going to let him get away with that? How do we can help it? Steady, boy. After him. Get up there. Get up, boy. Get on. Wait, Jay. You can't cross the river there. It's full of quicksand. Go ahead. I'm with you. The engine's across the other side already. Get up, boy. Get up there. Get up for the Fletcher place by Sunday. If he's picking the plate cover there, that's just what we want. Ain't nobody on the place but the girl. Get up, boy. Get up there. Get up there, boy. Get up, boy. Get up. The range of the windows. Come on. I'll get close up again in the wall. Uh-huh. We know you're in there, engine. Come out with your hands in the air. We're coming in after you. And if we do that, you ain't going to get off so easy. You're coming out? Well, he's asking for a shake. Inside and let him have it. Give it to him. Put it up, then. Your cover. What the... Where'd you fellas come from? The sheriff's in Arizona. You two can get up off the floor now. Ain't doing yourselves no good down there. Hello. Arizona and me. We've been waiting here kind of hoping Town Oak would persuade you to drop in. Thanks a lot. If you'd have stayed the other side of the border, I'd have never been able to touch you. That engine's got our cats. Hear that, Sheriff? Two of the worst crooks in the county yelling they've been held up. Which team will get them nowhere? We're going to town, boys. Mark. Well, Town Oak, there's a couple of more skunks we can check off our list. Miss Molly. Arizona. This money Town Oak gave me. I'm sure it's not the money father hid. Now, you wait. But Arizona... We ain't going to explain too much about where that cash come from. Of course, unless you know about it, the better. Now, I'm going to tell you what you do. Take what cash you need for the bank, Miss Molly. And the rest you can turn over to the sheriff later on. But the money I take, I can't keep it. You won't have to. But don't... Your pa will be getting better if you fall on and coming home. And he can take his cash and give it to the sheriff for what you borrowed. Oh. And then I... I reckon that'll fix things up just fine. Oh. Arizona, you and Town Oak have been wonderful. Miss, when somebody like you has said something like that, I just ain't got the heart to deny it. But I'm going to be honest with you. Yes. Town Oak and me done all right. But there's another fellow deserving thanks even more. Who are you, Arizona? The Lone Ranger. It is a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.