 Fiery horse with a speed of light, the cloud of dust in the hearty high old silver, the lone ranger. The first in the United States, justice was as rough and ready as the country. Lynching parties were frequent, and it was not until the masked rider of the plane started his great fight for law and order that a man received a fair trial when he was accused of a crime. Return with us now those thrilling days when the West was young. From out of the past come the thundering hoofbeats of the Great Horse Silver. The lone ranger rides again. The rivalry between Jack Roberts and deputy sheriff Red Denton developed into a bitter feud when they both paid court to Jane Morgan. As our story opens, Jack Roberts and Jane are riding slowly toward town. But Jane, can't you tell which one of them she liked best? Maybe. I sure wish it was me. But Red said too. Red? I had a low down. Jack? Well, what's the use in hiding it? I reckon everybody around town knows what Red and me think of each other. They do, and I don't like it. You could change things if you wanted to. I could. Sure. If you say you and me are gonna get hitched. With that settled, Red and me wouldn't have nothing left to fight over. Right. I can't say yes. Why not? Well, I have to have more time. More time to think it over. Now, listen to me, Jane. You know, blame well, I ain't saying you'll have to marry me right away. I know. I'd like to get hitched right off, but, well, I just ain't got the cash. It's been all going hard trying to get that spread of mine started. But wouldn't surprise me none if I had enough for marrying right after roundup time. If cattle fetches a half-way's decent price. It ain't the money you have. Well, what? If I cared for someone, I wouldn't mind how bad off he was. Golly, Jane, I'd give a heap to have cash enough to marry you without waiting. I haven't said I'd marry you. Yes. You just forget about it for now. There's the house. I'll have to hurry to get supper ready for Pawn. And you'd better be getting home. Well, I'll be. Red Denton. Don't he ever stay away from your place? Red's got a right to call on me if he wants to. I wish he didn't. Afternoon, Miss Jane. No, Red. Whoa, boy. Whoa, won't you? I wasn't expecting you to call today, Red. Right glad I did, though, ain't you? Too bad you had to waste your time riding with that no good cow nurse. I'll see you here, Red. David. The clothes you've been doing like you usually do, eh? What's that? Tell Nepega lies about me to Miss Jane here. I never lied about you in my life. No? I heard your head. What's more, I heard you've been threatening me behind my back. That ain't so. I want to make threats. I'll make them to your face. Lame lucky for you, Miss Jane's here. You've got a good lickin' coming to you for some of the things you've said. Well, then maybe we better start right now. Stop it, Jack. Both of you, stop it. Jane, I ain't good at... You both stop this crawling on. I'll never speak to either one of you again. I ain't done nothing. Ain't me to start in a fight, Miss Jane. Well, it's both of you. You're both to blame. Oh, shucks, Jane. I don't go to feelin' bad. Go away. Well, Jane, I... Didn't you hear me? I said go away. You and Red Boat. Well, if that's the way you want it. Maybe I'll drop around tomorrow. Miss Jane. Yes? I'm right sorry we bothered you. I'm apologizing here and now. And I'll be back when this here's skunking around. If I haven't read it, it's plain to be seen. It ain't gonna be long before you and me have a real showdown. I ain't stood for but all I'm gonna... You just name the time. This is how I ain't big enough for both of us. That's my opinion. So I suggest that you pack and get. Me? Why, you pole cat? The only thing I'll pack will be a gun and it'll be loaded for you. Jane. Hey, Jane, wait, won't you? But Jane. Looks to me like maybe you ain't so popular as you was. Yes, you just don't know how to manage females. This is your fault, Red. Yeah? And the next time you meddle, you'd better be prime for action. Get up. Get up, sir. That night at the cafe in town, the Red Detton hailed a swarly half-breed sat alone at one of the tables. Hi there, Philippe. It is you, Amigo. Hey, what blazes are you doing here? Thought you was down Pickle's way. See? Now, Amigo, the law she is not friends with Philippe in that country. But up your old tricks, eh? Ah, it was nothing. There is cattle store. The law say Philippe is to blame. So you skipped and headed this way, eh? Should I now, Amigo? Don't worry, it ain't none of my business. Fact is, I'm kind of glad you come along. Yeah. Come to think of it, I'm real glad. How you fix for cash? You need the money? I'm so sorry. My pockets, they are empty. That ain't what I mean. No. Keep your voice down. I got a proposition to make. You can take it or leave it. Only, only after all, I'm a lawman. Turn me down and maybe I'd see where it wouldn't look just right for a lawman to let a wanted crook hang around town. Savvy? Now you wear the badge, Amigo. But I remember a time in the past. Shut up about the past. I say nothing. You say nothing. It's the same. You're going to do me a favor. But, Amigo, I'll tell you. Now, just you wait until you hear it before you start making objections. I will listen. But I do not make the promise. Philippe? There's an ombre in this town I don't like. Well, I have been waiting to get for quite a while. You do not like him? Like him. The happiest day of my life will be when I see that side winder sitting in jail. You are the deputy. It should not be difficult. That's out. I can't use my badge to get him. No. Wouldn't be safe. If it wasn't for him, I could be hitched to the daughter of the richest gent in town. He's all that stands in my way. Diablo? No, I comprehend. You wish me to kill him. You got me wrong. That would be the worst thing that could happen. Jane's just kind of likely to feel so sorry for him. She'd never get around to listening to me. He went all very strange. All I want to do is fix it so he'll look to be crooked. You have a scheme? Uh-huh. And a good one. Say, it's like this, Philippe. The fella I mean has just got a two-bit spread. South of town, he just started. His handle's jacked off. Say, he's crazy about Jane, but he can't marry her. He'll get some cash. Oh, and I may go on. Now, being a deputy, I happen to know that Jane's part keeps plenty of cash and dust. And that story is down the street. He's asked the sheriff to keep an eye on it special and nice. Money. He sounds most interesting. I look, Philippe. The way I got it figured, you and me could split what's there if you got any more guys there. There he is, Tyler. He can see into the window here, talking to that deputy. I didn't get something on that fella yet, Kimosabe. No, I want that fella in takeoff. Only for questioning. They have no real evidence against him. That's why I suggested trailing him secretly. The best we can do is to keep him under observation. Sooner or later, he'll hang himself. Why him and talk to a lawman? Red Deppin? I don't know. It's clear they're well acquainted, however. Wonder Red knows Philippe's reputation. Maybe. They've got the heads close together. That's right. So whatever they're discussing, they don't want it overheard. What do you think? I don't care much for Red's looks. I don't like the way they're talking. Everything was above, boy. They wouldn't take so much trouble to keep their voices down. That's what me think. Well, time to go back to campus. You won't learn more here. Come on, Silver. Get him up. Get him up. That is the deal, Philippe. Yes, Amigarh. Is Savvy just what to do? Say, good. We'll have a drink on it. Barkeep, bring us a bottle and glasses. The next morning, the Morgan home. Father? Yes, you, Jane? Bart, Jack, I want to get you laundry for St. Louis. That Chinese here? We'll be soon. Well, just a second. Where do I get my coat on? Good morning, honey. Paul, you're getting lazier every day. Just look at the clock, almost. Only time a day for callers. I'll ask you. Down to the powerful hurry. Good morning, Sheriff. You're Paul up, Miss Jane? Yes, he's. What do you want with me, Sheriff? Morgan, I got bad news. Yeah? You've been robbed. Huh? Your store was broken. Only that ain't a half of it. No? There was a killin' beside. Oh, no. Well, I'll be blasted. What's going on nights around town here? I thought you promised your deputy to keep a watch on my place. He did? That's who got killed. Red? Red didn't kill him? Just so. Sheriff, who's the skunk that shot him? He weren't shot, Morgan. He was nice. Nice. Jane, get my hat. Hold it, Morgan. But I- There ain't no great hurry about you getting to the store. I got fellas' garden. You ain't got no objections. I'd like to ask Miss Jane here some questions first. Me? You think my daughter knows something about a killin'? Why, you blame her. No, don't get head up, Morgan. This is serious business. And I got a notion Miss Jane can help us. You don't mind, do you, Miss Jane? What? What is it that you wish to know? I heard that Jack Roberts had an argument with Red yesterday. And I'm wondering if it's true. But why I- It is? Well, I- You can answer that, Jane. But it didn't mean anything. It couldn't. They were always quarreling, they- Yeah, I know they were. What is it, Sheriff? You suspecting Jack? I got reason to. You're wrong, Sheriff. You're wrong. Red was killed with Jack's knife. Don't tell me I don't know whether it's Jack's knife or not, cause I do. It's got his initials carved in the handle. I've seen it a hundred times before, and so is most everyone else in town. Is that all you got to go on? Almost nothing, but there's more just the same. How much cash you have in this stone? Hmm, a thousand in silver and another thousand in dust. Two thousand, say. Well, that'd be a right-handy sum for a young fellow struggling to get a start so he can get married. You don't know what you're saying. And don't I? Ain't that been about old Jack's been talking about a list? How he wished he had plenty of cash? But he'd never do it. Now, honey, the sheriff's got a case all right. How'd you figure it all happened, Sheriff? I figured you're like anybody else would. Jack broke in your store, red-caught him at it, and got killed for doing his duty. Any witnesses to that? No, but there's... Father, Sheriff, that is the witness. Hi, Felipe, me. Huh, what's that? It is so. Last night, I did not sleep, senor. I go for the walk. By the store, I had a great argument. And one, two minutes afterwards, I see senor Roberts run like anything. Just the evidence I need. Why didn't you tell me this before? Then I do not know. The man is killed, amigo. I have just heard it. I find you at once. My gosh, that clinches it. Breed, I could shake your hand for that. And I... Well, what did I do? I ate his nothing. That's right. His hand cuts. Do not be concerned, senorita. It is only that this morning when I shave I am careless like the big fool. Cut your hand-shaving, huh? Well, I've done the same myself. Look here. I want you to come with me where I can keep you close by. And you, Morgan, you're coming? Arresting Jack, are you? If he ain't already skipped the country, which I reckon he hasn't seen, it's how he likely don't know we were seen. Mm-hmm. Well, I'll go along. Wait, Pa. You'll be along in a minute, sir. Sure. Coming, Felipe? See. Well, Jane. Oh, Jack isn't guilty. You've got to believe that. He isn't. What makes you so sure? Because... Because he... Well? Because, Pa, I've just found out the way I feel. Jack's the man I'm going to marry. I'll see you over. 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. Our second act opens. The Lone Ranger reigns in his great horse, Silver, at the well-hidden camp where Tonto has been waiting for him. Oh, oh, Silver. Oh, oh, oh, oh. Tonto, I've been listening to the sheriff. Jack Roberts is going to be arrested for Red Denton's murder. Him kill him? I can't believe he did. Him good peller. You and I have seen a lot of killers, Kimosabe, but we've never seen one of Jack's type among them. Oh. In that knife business. What's that? Jack's supposed to have murdered Red with a knife. I could imagine the two of them fighting it out with guns. The knife just isn't in character. Oh. Although the knife does belong to Jack, there's no doubt about it. It's been identified by a dozen men. Knife sound like breed. I wonder if you're thinking of the same fellow I am. Me, think of Philippe. And so am I. I noticed something today. What that? It was outside Morgan's house when the sheriff and the breed were there. Philippe's hand had been cut recently. Oh. He said he cut himself shaving. Uh-huh, maybe him lie. It wouldn't be the first time. I'd give a lot to know the truth about that. Well, what sheriff do? That's why I returned here, Tyler. The sheriff and the posse are on the way to Jack's place now. We're following. Go now? Yes. Here, Scout. I want to see if Jack's disappeared. Maybe hasn't. I want to see if the sheriff gets more evidence against him. Uh-huh. Get on. There's another thing more important still. Uh-huh? Townspeople are aroused. I may insist upon a lynching. If Jack's innocent, we'll have to prove it quickly. Or it'll be too late. We prove it. Come on, Silverhead. Get him up, Silverhead. The sheriff accompanied by Philippe and several newly sworn-in deputies lost no time riding to Jack's cabin. There he and his party drew rain. This mounted swiftly. This is horse. He's here, all right. He's a killer, man. Draw your irons and keep him ready. Very well, sir. No worries. You're under arrest for the killing of Red Denton. Make a move and I'll blast you. Red? Red Kilt? You know he is. Men search the cabin. See what you can find. Hey, wait just a minute. Maybe he was fooled enough to keep some of the stuff he stole around. If he did, so much the better. We'll find anything the rest of it found. What in places is this? What rather they got to go through my things? What's this about something being stolen? That don't go, Jack. But Sheriff. Rob and Morgan wasn't such a good idea. It's going to see you hung. Huh? I robbed James' paw on top of killing Red. So you're admitting that? I ain't admitting nothing. I'm just saying that. Save your breath. We found your knife. Knife? Didn't have the nerve to use a gun, did you? Figured it might be heard, huh? Sheriff, that's just where you get shown up. Yeah? So you have found my knife, huh? Well, if it'll interest you any, my knife's right over here on the table where I owe it. It's gone. What am I supposed to do? Figured you didn't know it was gone? I put it right there. Right there on that table by the window. You don't believe me. Looked like a fool, do I? Sheriff, I'm sure. Find something for me, be Sheriff. I find these. That's gold. Let me see. That's my shirt. It was wrapped up in this shirt. Very much here. Where's the rest of it, Jack? Where'd you hide it? No use in your holding out now. There's a mistake. I didn't steal anything. Somebody planted that there, I tell you. You won't confess? I can't. I can't tell you what I don't know. What'll we do with him, Sheriff? Put him on a horse. We'll take him to town. There's a chance of his being lynched. He's there? Then I'd just save the county the expense of a hanging. Get going. While the Sheriff took his prisoner to town, he leaps slipped away from the group unnoticed. It was not long after that sing-loy, the Chinese laundryman who served the town, turned his ancient cart and horse toward home after finishing his collections. Word, but sounds good to a sing-loy. Oh, oh, horsey. Look, let it up. Hey, you very slow horse. Get it up. That's plenty big washy. Hit some plenty to do. Oh, holy smoky. What about that? What do you want? Actually, stop what you're talking about. Look, look, look at that. Oh, what's wrong? What do you want to sing-loy? Stop the noise. Give me the laundry or you'll sing your death. No, no, can't do. Quick, or I shoot. Oh, you know, take it. You know, slilful me. You wish to die, no? No, no, sing-loy and no. I will not arc you. All right, I see. You take it, washy. All I say me, you get here lasted. This is all of it, yes? This is all. But blind by you play plenty stilly, washy. Hold on, then. What is it? I'll take that laundry for you. Oh, oh, oh, oh. What is it? I said I'd take it. You do not. Watch him, Tuddo. You watch him. Mass. Hand it over. No, no, I will not. Then I'll take it. There. I'm not arguing with you. I kill for the... No, you don't. My hand. You're lucky I didn't shoot the kill. But you do not capture Felipe, senor. Look, him get away. You get him. Him very bad, Tuddo. Look there, Tuddo. What's that? The saddlebags and Felipe's horse. Fool. He was ready to leave town. We catch him? They're getting ready to hang Jack. And they've got to be stopped. Could you get Felipe, Tuddo? I'm gonna get them. Then after him. I'll try to save Jack. When you get that breed, bring him back to town. Now on your way. Get him up, scoundrel. Lonely. You keep that Lonely. Singloy, you'll get in trouble. You'll get it, singloy, later. Come on, Tilry, come on. The sheriff arriving in town with Jack was met by a mob, which he did not try to control. Instead, he himself led the way to a gnarled tree outside of town that served more than once as a gallows. There, while Jack sat astrayed his horse, a noose was fastened about his neck. And the free end of the rope thrown over a limb. The mob shot it. Bring the killer up. What are we waiting for? What's the use of wasting time on him? Bring him up! Bring him up! Hanging's too good for him. Send him on his way, sheriff. Let me go, sheriff. Let me go. I never killed no body. You're hanging the wrong man. Jack, talk won't do you no good. The evidence is all against you. If it wasn't, I'd be the first to set you free. As it is, you're only getting what you deserve. How could I kill anybody when I never left the cabin last night? We got a witness said you did. Who? The breed. Where is he now? Let me face him. He's somewhere in the crowd. But there's no need to go on over his story again. Sheriff, I just said this. First, there's the breed word, againia. He lied. Then there's that knife for you. Which was stole from him. And the gold dust wrapped up in your shirt. And the fact that you threatened red the day before. And it doesn't, other things. They all add up to just one answer. Yours, guilty, is all bleak. So everything's against me. Just one thing remaining for you to do. What's that? Tell us why you hid the rest of what you stole from Morgan. It ain't going to do you no good where you're going. You might just as well talk. What's the use of talking? You don't believe nothing I say anyhow. Keep still, Anne. I reckon we'll find the cash without your help. We'll have to. Let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go. James. Oh, Jack. Don't go on how do you get here? This ain't no place for you. You get back in town. You aren't going to hang him. You can't stop us. You'll pay for this if you do. Dad, Radit, Miss Jane, you go on home. Wait, Jane. Yes. You really believe I'm not guilty? Of course, Sharon. Thanks, honey. Are you going well or ain't you? I won't go, I won't. Fellers grab her. No, get away. Let me take your hands off me. Take her away. Come on. Coward, humanist, you'll be sorry. You'll pay for this. You can't do this. No, I reckon we can get down to business. What the? A mask man. Who's this? An outlaw. Look at that horse. Watch out. Stand aside or we'll get trampled. Get out of the way. Watch out. Oh, boy, oh, boy. I'm the horse. Here I am, sir. Help, you're covered. A shot at me means a bullet in the sheriff. Keep your hands from your guns. And I'll move. I'm cutting Jack free. Hey, you can't do that. Quiet down, everybody. Come on, stranger. Let's ride for it. That's so fast. But we've got to settle in this here. I'm not breaking this man free, sheriff. I'm stopping the hanging of an innocent man and I'll prove it. Blast you. You won't get away with this. The man you want is Philippe. The breeze? Right. You're local. Listen to me. I can tell you just about what happened last night. If I'm wrong, you can get the truth from Philippe later. What do you mean? Philippe and Red Denton planned to rob Morgan's store and put the blame on Jack. But Philippe double crossed Redden, killed him, and made off with the cash. That case proven. And you'll get it. Philippe could easily have stolen Jack's knife and lay on a table within reach of the window. Philippe could also have planted the little gold dust that was found while pretending to make a search. You still ain't proved nothing. Then look at this shirt. Where'd you get that? From Red Denton's laundry. But it belongs to the breed. See? Here are his initials. How to get sustained? Not from just a cut on the hand while shaving. It looks to be just about that breed's size. But how to get Red's laundry? The lead didn't dare to return to the hotel last night in this shirt after the killing. So he went to Red's place and took a shirt belonging to him, leaving this behind. It was with the rest of the laundry that Sing-Loy gathered up today. Where is that breed? I aimed to ask him some questions. Mind you, I ain't saying you're right, but I'm looking into this. Philippe! Hey, where are you? He's coming now. Oh, it's a red skin with him. My friend, Tata. Philippe was leaving town and Tata went after him. Well, I don't know. Oh, yeah. Oh, I don't know. What? That's the breed, fellas. Seems like there might be something to do there. Yeah, roll down Philippe's sleeves. You bet I will. Get off that horse, mister. But Amigo. And careful who you call Amigo. Now, hold still while I take a look at this shirt you're wearing. Why, thunder stranger, you was right. Look here, sleeves four inches too long. If this ain't red shirt, I'll eat mine. Morgan, what's happening here? Look inside, Philippe, saddlebags. I think you'll find everything that was stolen from you. For the exception of the dust Philippe used to pin the guilt on Jack. It's there all right. I thought so. Read that, you'll finish. The mask, I'm going to shoot away, but one gun. I have still another. Oh, no! Look away! Why? Look away, little winder. I'm free? I'm free, as the breeze. And you got the mask, man, to thank for. Stranger, I'm free, over. Over. Over. Oh, God. That proves it! That proves just what I suspicion when I first seen that jet, huh? You see him leave without waiting to be thanked? Friends, there goes the lone ranger. It is a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.