 The King of the Cowboys, Roy Rogers, brought to you by Quaker Oaks, the Giant of the Cereals. The Giant of the Cereals is Quaker Oaks. The Giant of the Cereals is Quaker Oaks. See, Mr. Nutricus makes you feel understood. The Giant of the Cereals is Quaker Oaks. Out of the west and into your home, riding the range of mystery and adventure, blazing the trail of western story and song, Roy willing and the writers of the purple sage, that teller of tall tales, Gabby Hayes, the Queen of the West, Dale Evans, and in person, the King of the Cowboys himself, Roy Rogers. So howdy folks, this is Roy Rogers. You know, sometimes the cowboy has to go the long way around to protect his cattle, and that's exactly what happened last week in Paradise Valley. Gabby, how about you tellin' our pals the story? Why, sure, Roy. We take her to help you out. Wranglers, I wish you'd been long last week to see the kind of shootin' my pal Roy done. I'd tell you it made me proud to point him out and say, now there's a teller that I learned. Yes, sir, he's done some right smart shootin'. Well, we call this story the Plot Against the Bank, and it started on Roy's double-hour bar ranch down Paradise Valley. Roy and me were lookin' over the cattle. Easy, Trigger. He's happy that hepper was the star on her face. She doesn't belong to us, does she? What about? About the edge of the hurry. Sure enough, carrying John Pickens' brand, ain't she? Well, John won't ever know the difference. What are you doin', Gabby? Temptin' me to be a cattle thief? Well, now, son, that hepper's probably been eatin' our grass all summer. Now, sir, she's John Pickens, and John needs every hepper he can get. He's had hard goin' since he took over that ranch he operates. Hey, listen. Sounds like a woman, son. Hello, Dale! Clear out here among the cows. Wait for me! Sharon, why don't you grow a beard like mine? They let you alone, then. Thanks to the bank. When Bill Lang rolled up... Say, you better catch your breath, Dale. How is old Bill, Dale? He growed horns and haired over the head. Bill told me not to put the check in our bank, Roy. He said our bank was broke. Might not open its doors tomorrow. What? He's calling on all his friends and telling them so they can get their money out in time. If a man wanted the bank to go broke, he couldn't go at it in a better way. Huh? Well, if enough people demand their money at one time, a bank might run short of cash and not be able to pay some of them off. Why, when I gave Mr. McFayle my $3.40, he told me I'd get it back any time I wanted it. Sure, but the bank loans out some of the money people deposit. So folks can buy ranches and homes and things they want. Of course. If everybody demands their money at once, the bank just won't have enough cash on hand to pay him. And maybe the only way it could get cash would be to take the homes of the people who buy the money. Well, that sure would make the birds stop singing. Gabby, when you take this heifer back over to Jack Pickens tonight, I think I'll ride along with you. Stop off and see Bill. I imagine he'll be able to tell us who or what's behind all these rumors. You took your own money out of the bank, Bill? Yesterday. And if you're a smart Rogers, you'll be first in line tomorrow morning and do the same thing. Frankly, I think I'll let my money stay right where it is, unless I get something more reliable to go on. Are you saying my word isn't reliable? I'm saying you haven't given me any real evidence that the bank is shaking. I haven't waited a minute, Rogers. Are you practically calling me a liar? I'm not calling you anything. I'm just saying we haven't got one single thing to go on except rumors. And I'd like to trace down and find out who started it. Don't look at me. I didn't start it. Get out, Rogers. Get out of here. All right, Bill. But I have an idea you and I will meet again before this matter is finally settled. Nothing I can put my finger on. How about you? Well, John Fakins didn't seem to know anything about the bank being shaky, but I met a couple other fellas on the trail and they hear the same thing Dale did. How'd they hear it? Same way, Dale hears it. Bill told them. Confidentialite. He did, eh? Happy, if this rumor keeps growing, trouble is really gonna start. Everybody in Paradise Valley will be at the bank in Mineral City wanting to draw out their money. Well, them fellas I met said they'd be on hand when the bank opened. Said they was gonna get their money while the getting was good. Maybe you and I better be there, too. Oh, shucks on my $3.40. We'll take the riders with us. And Dale, too. If any trouble does start, we'll be ready. That's a good idea. I'll have my shooting arms ready. I think one man's behind this whole thing. I don't know why he wants the bank to fail, but looks like he does, and we gotta find a way to stop him and quit. Look at that crowd, boy. Yes, like you said, son. Everybody in the territory is there waiting for the bank to open. Your riders better take your places. You want me up front, boy? Yeah, Dale. And let's make it look as though we're coming into town on some kind of a celebration. It might be a good idea to sing something and get their minds off of the bank. Try to keep the crowd listening long enough so I can go into the bank and see Mr. McFay. Hey, look! Get ready, boys. Dale, you bet we've heard about the bank and we're gonna try to do something about it. But just so nobody flies off the handle too soon, let's have a good time while we're waiting for the bank to open. Your riders with me, how'd you like to hear a song? Do your best, Dale. Okay. That was a celebration. I'll stay with you as long as I can, then I'll ride around to the back, go in and see if I can see Mr. McFay that way. We're gonna have a cowgirl focus. Oh, you better curl up your hair. Better paint your lips to be there. We're gonna have, and when you do, you'll be from dancing and romance and when the moon is falling. You and the boys are on your own now. I'll cut out and move to Mr. McFay. Okay, well, I good luck. Don't forget. Right here, Trigger. You wait for me. I'm not here to make trouble, Mr. McFayle. I'm here to help. Come in. Quick. Mr. McFayle? I want the honest truth. Can this bank pay out all the depositors' money? This bank's as good as sweet, Roy. If I'd found out about the rumor sooner, I could have paid every depositor every cent he had coming. The bank at Broken Arrow would give us enough cash to stave off any run, but that's out of the question now. Why? Well, it's an all-day ride to Broken Arrow, Roy. You give me a letter to the bank there, and I'll go for the money. No, we're too late. The crowd's outside now. I'll explain to the crowd. I'll tell them the bank won't be able to open up until the after tomorrow. All right, Roy. Go out and do the explaining. I'll write a letter to Broken Arrow. Now you're talking, and as soon as this thing's over, I promise I'll give my full time to see who started the rumor against you and the bank and what their reason is. Right into Broken Arrow right away. I'll explain why to the crowd. While we're going, I want you to keep a sharp eye on Mr. McFail. Oh, Mr. McFail. I think he's all right. In fact, I'm sure he is, but I have to ask the folks to agree to close in the bank until the after tomorrow. That will give McFail a perfect chance to get away if he wants to. Roy, McFail is on it. But if he isn't, if he does anything that looks suspicious, you hit the trail for Broken Arrow. Write as hard as you can until you find Gabby and me. 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I wouldn't have insisted on bedding down here, except that I know a man your age can't stand by the money. Hold it, young pepper snapper. He's liking it up there right now and right the heels off you. I believe you do it too, baby. I'm right, I would. Man of my age. Well, we've done enough riding for the day anyway. We're sure of getting back in time, and that's what matters. Uh-huh. Nobody will be happier when we ride in with all this money than John Pickens. Why, John Pickens? Well, when I was giving him the white-faced heifer and trying to field him out to see if he knowed about the bank being shaky, he was telling me how he'd saved enough to pay off the mortgage on his place. Oh, do tomorrow. There's money sitting right there in the bank. He can't get it unless the bank opens. With the mortgage paid off though, John will have one of the best outfits in the valley. Most anybody would like to own it. Especially as a fellow that owns the mortgage from what John says. Wait a minute. Somebody's out there. Gabby, I'll slip around and see if I can get him behind him. If they're looking for trouble, we'll give it to all right. All right in there, we got you covered. Yeah, John's moved. You fellow, you speaking to me? To you and your partner? Oh, I reckon you were making a mistake, mister. I'm by myself. Where'd your partner go? He ain't got no partner. I'm a lone prospect here. We didn't know you got a partner. Where is he? Hey, what? I got him, Gabby. I looked one up. You're shooting at your son. The other fellow's getting away. Oh, hold him right by our son, right that tight now. And I'll touch up his chin, get the lead of mine. That's it now. Steady now. I want to take a two-way man. What do you know, Roy? I've done it. I've done it. I cooled him off like a mosquito on a cake ice. This might be more than just a simple hold-up. The mighty strange thing's been going on about that bank. I reckon we'll stay right where we are for the rest of the night. Gabby, we wouldn't want anybody to find us out on an open trail, where we couldn't defend ourselves. I tell you, I don't know who my partner was. We met in town. He told about you carrying the money, and we decided to get it. What's time on his heart, Gabby? We'll start back. A likely story. Figure it. Come on, boy. We're heading for home. That's it, fella. Wait a minute, son. Ain't that Dale riding along the trail ahead? Yeah, it looks like her. Well, she wished to come for us if Mr. McFail acted suspicious. Remember? McFail? Run away? Yes. Bill Lang helped him. I was watching like you told me. And early this morning, Bill and one of his men went to McFail's house. They went in, got Mr. McFail, and the three of them rode away together. Well, something is wrong with the bank, after all, I guess. Only, I can't imagine McFail and Bill in on a deal together. I came as fast as I could, Roy. That means the bank won't open. Oh, who is he? Oh, guess if I were to drag the whole Roy in me up. I had something jolly to my poor stop. Does that mean the bank won't open? I'm afraid it does. Then Bill Lang double-crossed. He hired us to get you, Roger. Hired you? Yeah. Bill Lang said there'd be $500 deposited in the bank for each of us. My partner and me, if we could keep you from getting home for two days. So that's it. We weren't to touch the money you were carrying. Our job was just to keep you from getting back with it for two days. But if he double-crossed us, then I... Right in your sense, Gabby. We're riding into town. Now we know what we're looking for. Up ahead, there's a site that's going to make you want to cry. The people. You told them you'd be back with the money. They're at the bank waiting for you. Yeah, they trusted me. And now the bank... We got it, but... It's going to be hard to tell them. Folks! Folks, just a minute. Yes, Dale. I thought you said Bill had gone away with McFail. I did. Hold it a minute, folks. Well, there he is on the edge of the crowd. Son, Bill Lang is here. Go get him, Gabby. Bring him here. He's not playing here. Peaceable or otherwise, but bring him in. All right, folks. I want to tell you what happened. You told us enough already, boys. We got the money with us. All right. I guess you're getting back on time means more to me than anybody else in town. How are you, John? You know Dale, John Pickens. Sure, how are you? We're neighbors. You know, Roy, the mortgage on my place is due today. The money for it's in the bank. If that bank hadn't opened it, I'd just have lost the whole work. Well, here's your plan, son. William Thomas Lang in Pusson. Right, John. I see you saved the day for us wrenches. I reckon you've got a little explaining to do, Bill. And I'm going to ask you to do it in front of all these folks. Oh, well, I'd be glad to explain anything at all. All right, try this then. Where's the 500 you promised them to happen to me? You know what, sir? Who is this man? Well, he says you promised to pay him if he kept us from getting back on time. Well, I never saw that man before in my life. You're lying. I live with my friends. Now, you've known me for years. I may have been sharp in business, but have you ever seen me do a really dishonest thing? There, there. There, you see? It's my word against yours. Mind not to carry more weight in this territory? You bit higher. I should know you did. One thing more, Bill. Where is Mr. McPhail? Why, isn't he here? Dale said you and one of your riders went to Mr. McPhail's house early this morning and rode away with him. That is an outrageous lie. Don't call Dale a liar, not in front of me. Oh, well, my dear, you must be mistaken. No, I am not mistaken. I just now came to my ranch. It couldn't have been me, you saw. No. There, now, is there anything else, Roger? Nothing right now. But I'm terribly sorry if McPhail has absconded, Roger. That means the bank can't open. Well, despite your grave, that's Bill. Just a minute. Oh, yes, John, yes. Is there something I can do for you? Roy, Bill holds the mortgage in my place. So you're the man, Bill? He is, Roger. That's correct. And the mortgage is due today. So John, my boy, if the bank doesn't open, you won't be able to pay me, will you? Things are beginning to add up. That's too bad. You've got one of the best outfits in the country. You've worked mighty hard. Bill, John's going to pay you off right now. Where did he get the money? I've got it right here. You can't touch that money, Roger. It belongs to the bank. I'll borrow enough so John can pay you off. These folks will witness the whole transaction. I will not accept that money. This isn't legal. You'd better accept it. If you don't, the folks are witnesses to the fact you refused it and that ends your claim for all time. I'll get you for this, Roger. I'll get you for this. I'll borrow the money back. Roy, I don't know how to thank you. You men with horses, we're organizing right now to look for Mr. McVeigh. Gather up in every direction. We can't open the bank until we find it. Let's search every inch of this valley. Meet me at my place at noon to report and have a big seat. All right, let's go. Money of barbecue here. We didn't find McVeigh this morning, but we will this afternoon. Roy, Roy, I got it. I found McVeigh. Well, Fappy. Hey, that hedge, you have farmers and don't look to the right or left. Hey, Fappy, how'd you do it? He was in that mole miner shack on Diamond W. Pretending to be tied hand and foot. Bill Lang. Where's Bill Lang? Hey, you'd better sit down, Mr. McVeigh. You're all in. Yes. Pretending. That's all. Bill Lang and one of his writers came to my house early this morning. They told me you were back. They took me to the edge of town, and then somebody jumped us. I was knocked out, but only for a minute. I could hear him talking. I could tell from what they said, Bill had engineered the whole scheme. Yeah? Yeah, they were talking about you, Roy. How Bill had sent some of his writers to delay you and how you'd caught one, but the other had escaped and gotten back to telling them. Bill was trying to keep you from getting back on time, Roy. I don't know why, but when he found he couldn't, he tried to keep me from getting to the bank today. He didn't want the bank to open today. Mr. McVeigh, he just made everything add up right, nice and quick. I don't seem to understand. Well, Bill Lang wanted to take over John Pickens' ranch. John had to pay off the mortgage today, and all his money was in the bank. My jolly shun, that's it. If the bank was closed even for today, John wouldn't be able to pay off in time, and Bill had got one of the most valuable outfits around here. Well, practically nothing. Roy, quick! John, what is it? Bill Lang. Bill and one of his men, they've driven a wagon load of black powder up on the hill above your lake. They live a long fuse now. They're letting the wagon down the side of the hill with ropes. They want to blow up the dam, and flood down. I'll get the rights. Get out by the gate, Roy. You can see it playing. What are you going to do? We've got to explode that powder before it gets to the dam. Hold to it, John. Quiet now, everybody. Quiet. Breathe. Aim good, John. Oh, missed. Careful this time now, John. Careful. Are Bill and his riders still around that hill? Well, sure. They were lowering the wagon with a rope. All right. Let's go get them. We've got to get them, boy. Run your heart out, big boy. We've got to get it. You know, millions of people turn out to see Roy Rogers every year in his Republic feature pictures and in Roy's own rodeo show. They whistle and cheer and love the Rootin Tootin He-Man way. Roy races trigger headlong through a scene. Yep, Roy's a real star. Now, here's a tip to you fellas and girls. Here it is in Roy Rogers' own words. Roy says, my folks brought me up on Quaker Oats. Yes, sir, that's straight from Roy Rogers to you. So, you fellas and girls, let good nourishing breakfast of Quaker Oats help you become the stars of the future. Because doctors say the more often youngsters eat a good oatmeal breakfast, the better they grow. So, you put a bee in mom's bonnet to cook up a quick nourishing breakfast of delicious Quaker Oats tomorrow morning. Reminder to buy Quaker Oats, a giant in nutrition, in value, and flavor. Delicious, nutritious, makes you be a lambda star. The giant of the cereal is Quaker Oats. The way I figured, Bill Lang bid off more than he could chew when he started the rumor. He sure did. It might have worked though, the simple rumor, a run on the bank, and the bank closing for a couple of days. He might have gotten John's rents that way if other things hadn't happened. That is me giving a hold up, man, that awful shillacking. Right, Gabby. Going out and locating McPhail when nobody else could? Yes, sir, Gabby. You did right well today. I'm mighty proud to have you as my partner. Oh, it jumps. And Bill, you did right well too. Coming for us and a little while ago fixing dinner for the men, I'm mighty proud to have you as my neighbor. Thank you, Roy. I sure waited into that hold up, man, didn't I, son? Punched him up one side and down the other. Tell me honest now, son, did you ever see such a fight as that in all your life? Never, Gabby. I never did. I told you you'd witnessed a mighty fine shooting, didn't I? Yes, sir, and I learned my partner Roy all he knows about guns. Well, long as everybody's here now, Roy, Dale, the writer of the Purple Sage, we thought maybe you'd enjoy a little of our kind of music. Of course, I don't claim to have learned them this, but I cost them just a little might. And the world. Send to all of you from all of us. Goodbye, good luck, and may the good Lord take a liking to you. See you next week. Don't forget. The Giant of the Serials presents the Roy Rogers show each week at this same hour. With the writers of the Purple Sage, Dale Evans, Gabby Hayes, and the king of the cowboys himself, Republic Pictures' great star in person, Roy Rogers. Can you still get some of those light and luscious golden brown Aunt Jemima pancakes for Sunday supper? Can you? Well, sure. Just add milk or water to my Aunt Jemima pancake ready mix, and pop them on the griddle. Mmm, lunchy. Enjoy an easy fix in Aunt Jemima pancake supper tonight. Republic's latest Roy Rogers picture is nighttime in Nevada. This is Art Ballinger speaking for Quaker Oaks, the Giant of the Serials.