 A fiery horse with a sea of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty high old silver, the Little Ranger. With his faithful Indian companions' huddle, the daring and resourceful mass writer of the plains led the fight for law and order. In the early western United States, nowhere in the pages of history can one find a greater champion of justice. Returning with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear. From out of the past come the thundering hoofbeats of the Great Horse Silver, the Golden Ranger, once again, home to it, a story called, Home to It. Jack Lewis owned one of the largest wrenches in the territory and ran it with the help of his wife Kate, who had been born and raised in the rough wild country of the far west. Kate could ride and shoot as well as any man, and when she and her husband adopted an orphaned nephew, Larry Lewis. Kate was determined the boy would grow up to be one of the best riders and one of the best shots in the territory. I, Thunder Jack, I'm going to see to it that little Larry grows up to be one of the shooftiest riding the sound waves in the west. He'll make a real man. Well, with you training him, Kate, I begin betting on him right now. Yes, sir. Larry lived up to the hope of his uncle and aunt, and at 25 was a tall broad shoulder fellow. He was as fearless as Kate herself, and even better with a gun and in the saddle. Late one afternoon, Kate and Larry were returning to the big Lewis ranch house after a trip to town. As they turned off the trail and rode in toward the house, they were startled by the sound of distant shooting. Larry, did you hear that? Yeah. That shooting came from the direction of the ranch house, didn't he? Something's happening there. Get your guns handy and let's get going. Right. Get up there. Come on, come on, come on. Get up. I don't see anybody near the ranch house. You? I see three horsemen riding the back trail at least. Yeah, I see them now. They're too far away for us to make out who they are. They were up to something you can bet on that. Ho, ho, ho. Oh, there's... Come on. Yeah, right with you. Holy smoke. There's Uncle Jack lying on the floor. He's been shot. Jack. Rob. Jack, what happened? Oh, yeah. It's... it's to me. Kate, hey, Rob the safe. It's a cattle money. I came in, caught it, and shot me down. Get some water quickly. Sure, right away. Get you into bed, Jack, and fix your wound. Larry, a ride for the dark hometown. No, you're scared. That is sad. They took me by surprise. Easy, easy, Jack, you're right. Get some water, please. Help me raise him up. Sure. Here, here's water. I'm done for, Kate. No. No. Where are they? What do they look like? Three of them. One tall, red-headed, another heavy, short, scarred. Where are they? What do they look like? Three of them. One tall, red-headed, another heavy, short, scarred. The leader, masked. Go on. Go on, Jack. What about the leader? He, honey, get a lone ranger. He, he... Larry, get a doctor, hurry. No, no. No, Aunt Kate is too late. A doctor can't do anything good. I can't believe it. Jack, go on. Always. We only came a little sooner. Come on, Aunt Kate. Oh, Jack, if I could ever get my hands on those dirty tiles who did this, I... I just remembered something. What did you remember? You heard what Uncle Jack said, that the leader was masked. He said to get the lone ranger, whoever that is. Oh, I can tell you that, Larry. He's an hombre who wears a black mask, a white jacket, and rides a big white stallion. I saw him once and Jack told me a lot about him. But I never thought he went in for robbing and killing. But Uncle Jack said the leader wore a mask. And then he said to get the lone ranger. Then you think you lent the leader with the lone ranger? Yeah, don't you? Come to think of it, I... I guess that's what Jack did me. Aunt Kate, I'm going to hunt him till I find that masked man. And see that he pays for what he and his men did, Uncle Jack. He'll be a hard one to find, I reckon. I'll think of a plan that may cause him to hunt me. So that someday we'll meet. What kind of plan? I'll tell you about it later, Aunt Kate. Right now, I... I'd better go for the corner. Then tell him I'm in with him. With three days later, when Larry entered the living room with the rent cards and called out to Kate, who was in another room... Aunt Kate! He's here in the military. I brought her on that spied white Arabian from the North Rhine. I can't see why you want to give up riding the academy or after all the trouble you went through. That white horse is part of my plan. Yes. For land, say, for a minute, I... There's only thing like the outfit the long-range wears Aunt Kate. Oh, really? Just about like it. Still just about his size, do we? And let's get up and wear this black mask and the white Arabian and his daughter start people talking. Don't you think so? Well, sure will. But didn't you tell the sheriff about the masked man and the other two hombres? I told the sheriff, Uncle Jack said there were three men. But I didn't tell him more than that. But not. Uncle Jack brought me up the same way he would have raised a son if he'd had one. I'm going to do what he'd expect of a son. I'm going to do a personal job of tracking down those killers and turning them over to the law. Well, now I don't doubt that you can do it, but... I can ride as well as anybody. I'm a good shot. And I'm not afraid to face any embryo in this territory. Sure, I know all that, but how do you... I'll search every cafe within miles around. The last one I need is the red-headed outlaw, the one with a scar on his wrist. And I'll force him to take it to the lone ranger's house. But why are you dressed in that mask, man? I figured that the news was fresh. When he hears someone dressed like him is riding the territory and searching the cafes, he'll be tempted to search again. At least we need to get the best of him somehow. You need somebody along to make sure he don't get the best of you, Larry. He can't tackle the job alone. But who could I trust to take him on? Me, that's who. You! But you're a woman, it wouldn't work. I can pass for a man if I lower my voice and don't talk too much. Of course, I'd rather be looked upon. But, and... I taught you all you know, Larry, about riding in shoes. All right. Come on, if you want to. We won't return to this spread until we get all three of them. Especially at Lone Ranger. During the next few days, Larry, who had fixed up according to his idea of what the Lone Ranger looked like, sat out with Tate, who was dressed as a man. They visited one cafe after another in the nearby town. Oh, hello there, he said. He should do his thing. Get him up over here! With my ass down, ho! Next, learn the most and look him over. All right. All right, you, Omri. Line up over there with your hands high and be quick about it. For a couple of Omri. Come on, get moving! That's the same bad time we're held up the cafe over at Preston. Don't let them get away with it here! Come down, somebody! Come on, come down, who's right now? Anybody else want to try a shot at me? Whatever, you'll get the same. Come on, let's get going, the honor here. That's right, they are. Let's go. All right, then we are. Don't anyone try to follow us? And so it was in town after town, as Larry and Tate continued their relentless search for the men who had shot Jack Lewis. One evening, in their camp in the hills outside the town of Stockton, the Lone Ranger looked up at the Tunnel Road in the central town. Oh, come over there! Need to be in a hurry, Talo. Let me bring news. What is it? You hear men say, masked man wearing white hat, riding white horse, pulled up cafes in towns nearby. Come on, posing as me. Get it? Ah, you have other fellow with him. Then go into cafes, line everybody up, look them over, and then leave. You mean they don't rob anyone? That's right. Then not take gold. Just look at them. Then leave. That's strange. No one find out reasons. One who wears masks, can be quick and raw, in shoots, straight, right, can be good. Looks like they're hunting for someone. I think we'll have a search of our own, Talo. I'd like to meet that imposter and find out what's going on. It seems logical that sooner or later they'll hit the cafe in Stockton to keep a lookout for a while. That's a good idea. Go to town right now. I went on the outskirts and you go to the cafe to watch. Excuse me. Very curious to know what's behind it all. Excuse me. Excuse me, sir. Excuse me, sir. We'll see you in a minute. For several nights, the loom-ringed juror and Talo kept watch on a cafe in Stockton. Then one night, his Talo stood at the end of the bar on Stockton's cafe. It happened. All right, don't move, anybody. I've got to tell it. Is that mad non-realism? Yeah, the one who's going to every cafe in the park. All right, I'm up. Then we'll look him over. Get your hands up and line up over there. An ordinary looking bunch. I still don't see the ones we're hunting. Hey, look at this, Andre. Well, it's all red-headed and tough looking, huh? Hey, what is this anyhow? You haven't got the right. Come out here, you stupid coward. I'll look here. You can't. Don't jump. Then you'll take us to your leader if you want to live. Now, start walking out the door right, Ed. Listen, you can't come here. We are here. We're taking you with us. I guess moving to be quick about it. Rest of it. Don't move or you'll get some lead. All right, let's go. Get after them. Don't let them get away with it. Hold on. If they don't open that door, you might get caught. There they go. Come on, man. Come on, let him. While the crowd pushed outside after Larry and Kate, Tahoe, who had been watching from the rear of the cafe, went out the back door. A few minutes later, he joined the lone ranger at the edge of town. He told the lone ranger what had happened. I heard the commotion. All right, he's gone out to the other end of town. That's right. But there's something else coming up. Oh, what's that? When Masse Fuller, full red-headed man, out of line, he sees Alba Fuller, short, heavy-set Fuller, sneak out back door and ride back trail. That's interesting. Here's Oliver. Do you trail Fuller with Masse? No. We'll follow the man. They rode the back trail. Do you think he'll lead it to Masse Fuller? Fuller nights over, I think we'll come face-to-face to the man who's posing as me. And we'll have a showdown easy there before. Fuller! The curtain falls on the first act of our lone ranger adventure. Before the next exciting scene, please permit us to pause for just a few moments. Now, to continue, trouble watching in the cafe had seen the hold-up. He had also seen a short, heavy-set man leave by the back door, as Larry and Kate went out the front with red. Solo reported matters to the lone ranger, and they started out to trail the man who had sneaked out the back door of the cafe. In time, one of the men from the cafe hurriedly entered the sheriff's office. Sheriff? There's been a hold-up at the cafe. Oh, that's the same? Well, not exactly that. You see, a masked man and another unbrave busted in with drawn guns a little while ago. They lined us all up against the wall. Then after looking us all over, they picked out a tall, red-headed ombre and, well, made him go along with them. They made. That must be the same, too. There's been busting into cafes all over the territory. They got a report on a tall masked man, another tough-looking ombre, doing that daughter thing. That must have been the same, too, then. Honey, they didn't grove all of you. That's proud they can't make out. Must be some reason why they do like they do. Well, I remember hearing the masked man say, I'm really looking a bunch, but I don't see the ones we're hunting. Then, all of a sudden, the other one grabbed a hold of a big red head and pulled him out of the line. You don't say. Yeah. And then he said something about taking him to his leader. His red-headed ones lived, and they forced him to go along with them. Well, I reckon this is my chance to try down that masked ombre. Look, why is it to locate that deputy of mine? All right. It's time to get enough men to farm a fortune. All right, sure. Time to have the men meet me out front within five minutes. I've got the trailer and three ombreses before long flight from this. I'll have that masked out on his friend behind us. They'll get going. Hurry it up. We need your attention. In time, the lone ranger and a cop who had no difficulty following the man who had drawn out the back door of the cafe. The moon was bright and the trail was clear. As they trailed the short, heavy checkman, they noticed that he rode into a small canyon. When they reached the canyon, the lone ranger pulled out the door. They took a trail at the side of the tunnel. That's right. It's been easier to ride the trail to the other side to reach the point he's going to. Why do you think you're not going the way? It might be as the others are riding the trail. This man will be up there first for some reason. What do we do now? We'll continue the following. I'll do it. Reaching the top of the canyon wall with Dr. Hortman, Dr. Cora Shag, Oh, there. Hi, Joe. That masked man came to the cafe and stuck it. Stu, I'm sure he's after it. What makes you sure? Because he and his partner took red with him. That's why he's red. Yes. You remember we heard they was going from cafe to cafe looking at people's wrists and taking off their hats? You said yourself they might be looking for me with my scar or for red. What happened to red? I figured they might make red, lead them back to our hide out here. So I sneaked out and red saw me sneak away. Good. We'll go out and wait for them to come up the main trail. Rather bring them that way to ask them. We'll catch those and raise by surprise. Now, let's go. Meantime, Larry and Kate were the outlaw red riding between them. Follow the main trail towards the hideout. What if he isn't taking us where we told him to? He's better if he knows what's good for him. I swear this is the way to the hideout. The bolders ahead there. Stack it just beyond. Good. Make sure you don't do any signaling. First sound on the onions feel left. As the three approaches to the big boulders, they slowed their horses. Then as they passed the boulders and turned on the trail, Larry and Kate were suddenly startled by a sharp command from behind them. Keep running, bolder! Don't turn around and you just pull it to him. All right, son of a man, you sure must have thought I was a fool giving so easy? There's a shack just ahead. Stop there, get off your horses. Go inside for a little coffee. I was afraid something like this would happen. We're not like kids. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, Lewis. Oh, you know who he is, huh? Maybe you know who I am. Well, I was a woman. That hat hid all her hair. Yeah, but why did you... I'm Jack Lewis' widow. You killed my husband since some day. I'll see all three of you hanged. Yes, Kate. I'm sure. Sorry. Things turned out my way. Oh, forget it, man. Just lay your hand in law. Let the time be. So you two know about it, huh? That's bad. Mighty bad. What are we going to do with them, sir? Well, since they know too much, they'll be roaming around loose. Oh, yeah. But what are we going to do with them? They'll take a little think control. They're going to be the mighty star they know so much. And if they came here looking for them... As the outlaws inside the shack discussed the situation, two figures cropped beneath the back window of the shack, listening and watching. But, oh, Jack Lewis' widow and nephew. The nephew was posing at me. And then you think lonely and pure. What about while I could kill her husband? I don't know how they got that idea. Right now, she thinks that I've lost two of me without my mask. Those two are a bad department, huh? Maybe you... All right, you two sneaking coyotes. Don't move. I got two guns at your back. Hey, Joe! Come here! Joe, come quick! What's up, man? I found these two armories here at the window. Let me take them inside. All right, sure. Hey, look, if one of them struts just like that Lewis fella would strut, man, it's quite headlong. Hey, don't savvy that. Come on, you two, get inside. Come along, though, huh? Hey, look what we found outside, too. Well, what do you know? Another mask on bread. White hat and everything, just like young Lewis is wet. But, hey, I'll bet he's... That's him, Larry! He's the Lone Ranger! Yeah, keep him covered, boys. All right. Then you weren't in this game at all. That's right. But when my uncle was gone, he said, get the Lone Ranger. I thought... I knew your uncle was a friend. He must have meant to get your health in tracking down these outlaws. I'm sure that's what he meant, Larry. Oh, I'm sorry. I thought if I made up like you, it would bring you out of hiding... That's all right. At least it brought us together with the men who killed Jack Lewis. We're together all right. That just makes four to get rid of instead of two. Think I got him that strong. Red has been standing behind the Lone Ranger and Cabo. He holstered his gun as he moved forward, knowing that Stu and Jill, facing the Masked Man and Indian, had them covered from the front. As Red came up behind him, the Lone Ranger thought fast, and as Red reached out, the Masked Man dropped his hand in a lightning-like movement, grabbing Red's right wrist and pulling the outlaw around in front of him. The move had been unexpected and quick, so that with a fast draw, the Lone Ranger, shielded by Red's body, commanded the situation with a gun at Red's back. Look out, Red. There you are. Both of you. Hey, look. The Indian has his guns, too. Stu, don't shoot. If you or Joe shoot, you'll hit me. That's right. They will. You deserve it, that clumsy coyote. Oh, well. You both got me covered. Get their guns. Hello. Get three heads. Two for our guns and retain in. Now, you get them from Redhead. Now you take them. Now you get over there with the others. Stu, it's a blame for Robin Lawson's planning. Get over there. A court distance back along the trail with Larry and Kate had followed with Red. The sheriff and the posse rode along until they reached the big boulders. There they reigned to a halt. Look there. Two horsemen came out from behind those boulders and rode along with the other three. I swear I don't serve any of all this at all. Maybe somebody was awaiting there behind the boulders and ambushed, Sheriff. Don't make sense, like you say, but that's the way it looks to me. Oh, Ryan's crazy. Could anyone warrant a waitin' ambush with them outlaws unless it was the law? Well, it's under the whole King's Creek. The mask man riding around busting in their cafes here and there, lining people up, and then never robbing. Maybe one outlaw came to war against another, did you ever think of that? Coveted that Redhead, his fellow, was with a gang, the man somebody fell out with or something. We haven't passed the case by Jiminy. We might catch two gangs at the same time. That'll be a further in your catch, Sheriff, isn't we? We won't catch nobody. We just sit here in the saddle, join about it. Well, you're trying to tell me what to do. After all, I'm just trying to figure this thing out. But I'm the sheriff. I don't need you or anyone else to tell me what to do. Hey, you hear that shot? Sheriff, send them up ahead of me. Come on, we'll find out about it right now. Get up and get up! Meantime, after the cooks were lined up on their hands, Ty, the chief spoke. We'll have to get them to the sheriff to start them. You should have let the sheriff make his party get up to these men, Larry. There's a risky thing for you and Mr. Lewis to do. Mr. Randt-Ted is a mass running. She can ride. You'll get it. Forget it, Larry. He messed things up. Yeah, I guess we did. That's all right now. It's wonderful, isn't it, to do what you did. Hey, listen. A lot of riders come in this way. Keep these cooks covered, Larry. We're leaving now. Follow me to the sheriff and my party to follow you from the cockpit. Oh, but wait. You don't have to go, just because... Go now. Adios. Don't do that. Don't stop. Larry... You just never heard I was... And just think I had the nerve to pose it. Oh, no! Hurry up! Help! What's going on here? There they are, sir. I guess. And then who loves him? He's my husband. You did the shooting. Shut up, you fool. Why should I? You were gonna fuck me a while ago, you double-crossing bullcats. You tell Louis he knows it. Well, we'll take all three of them. We trailed that masked man here, Larry. Where did he go? Masked man, you trailed here, sir. It was really me. There's the mask and the white jacket. I thought a man who dressed like that was the leader of the gang who killed Uncle Jack. Well, are they... You were the one who went in all them cafes, then? That's right. You were looking for the man Uncle Jack described. We never cooked anything. We found one of them tonight. Yeah, they sure is a joke on these old boys. No, no, sir. They weren't fooled again. They were gonna kill Larry and me. This don't make sense. We were saved by the masked man, the one I made up like. He was a tall, handsome hombre. And quick as lightning with a gun. I get it now. When you talk about an hombre like that, I know just who you mean. Because there's only one like him. Who was that? You mean you really know who Larry's talking about, Jimmy? Yeah, I was fooled for a while, but now I know. He's the Lone Ranger. This is a feature of a Lone Ranger incorporated, created by George W. Fendle, produced by Fendle Campbell Enterprises, directed by Fred Bower Day and edited by Frank Fleischer. A part of the Lone Ranger is played by Brace Beamer. This is ABC, the American Broadcasting Company.