 And now for the thrilling adventures of Lightning Jim. Marshall Moran reporting sheriff to take you to a prisoner of the Genute Kid, back to federal prison. Sanfile for Robin, a way far away. Well, I reckon I know what he's going back to Sanfile for. I reckon everybody in the state knows the history of the totem bandits. There ain't nothing they haven't done. Here's the papers authorizing the transfer. Well, whoever hung the moniker granted on you is a good judge of human nature. Hey, don't you ever smile. I'm here to effect the transfer of a prisoner wanted by the federal government. Don't you even want to know anything about this prisoner? What do you mean, sheriff? Well, I'm flum sorry we caught him. There ain't another member of that owl who this gang who doesn't deserve to be hung seven times over and then boiled an owl for good measures. I'm in a hurry, sheriff. There's a long ride ahead of me. What I'm trying to tell you is that this prisoner of mine is just a kid. It can't be a day more than 18. This must have been his first job. He ain't bad. You can tell I've been looking at him. According to the information furnished by the attorney general, your prisoner was wounded at the time. The totem band held up the Welsh Fargo Express. That's right enough. The rest of the coyotes got away, but this poor kid was left behind. Deceive sympathy to yourself. The age of the prisoner is no excuse for his offense. Under the law, keep your law to yourself, granted man. Come on, if you want your prisoners all fired quick. Oh, sheriff, well, I guess... There he is, Marshall. Dane's looking criminal, ain't he? Yeah, I reckon you'll need any help getting him back to Austin for it. Well, here's why I gotta change the scenery. You want to put the hands of family, Marshall? No, there ain't nothing to do in that, Marshall. It's right I'm shot bad. Well, I thought you was in a hurry to get shot at back. What you're waiting for? Come on out, Canute, if that's what you're called yourself. Yeah, Canute, that's me. Canute, yes. What's the long, sir? Thanks for everything. That's you've been swallowing me. Yeah, I'm sorry about this, lad. Too bad you had to get in with the wrong outfit. Hurry up there. There's a long trail ahead of you and the government don't like to be kept waiting. But I don't understand this, sir, can you, general? What happened to Grannis Moran and his prisoner? If I knew that, I wouldn't have to send for you, lightning. They got disappeared. Well, maybe you know where they just took him from. We don't even know that, Whitey. Moran went to White's cell for it. The thoroughfare turned the Canute kid over to him. The two left immediately, forced back of course, and they haven't been seen since. Actually, it's kept all the towns along the way. Sure, they weren't seen in any of them. Well, you can't, maybe King Fortum came back to rescue that Canute kid. Well, I can't figure King Fortum putting his neck in danger for any of his men. But that might have happened. Grannis Moran. A man they say is too hard to let even a diamond scratch him. No one like me? Well, not intimate. No, it's racket, of course. 15 years, it works as a marshal. Well, I reckon it might make anybody sort of... Sort of... Well, sort of... I know what you're trying to say like me. But Grannis Moran doesn't have a heart. He never gives a man a break. All he lives by and for is the law, letter by letter. You'll ever get nobody and never even seen him smile. Maybe I don't approve of his utter heartlessness, but he's never fallen down on an assignment yet. And if anything's happened to him, it won't have been his fault. I reckon I understand, yes. If he's alive, he may be needing help. If he ain't alive, in that case, the United States government will start paying off his debts to Moran. The history of the United States Marshal of the Old West is a thrilling one. They faced every danger, took every risk incident to the performance of their duty, received small wages, and were usually killed in service. But they were not forgotten. The United States government has not forgotten or will ever forget the debt which it owes to the men who so courageously enlisted for duty. And then as now, the murder of a government employee unleashed the hounds of the law. Hounds which never gave up a cent, never stopped until the criminal was caught and punished to the full extent of the law. So lightning Jim and Whitey ride back over the trail to White Sulphur, seeking for some trade, some trade clue, which will enable them to find Granite Moran, the United States Marshal who mysteriously disappeared while bringing a prisoner back to stand trial at Austin. As for the interest and rights, I can ask you just in case I look for signs of a trade theory. Yeah, not a trade. Whitey, I'm dead level certain Moran never got farther north than this. A man six feet tall with a head of bushy white hair, one eyebrow wiped out by a bullet wound. You didn't notice, all right? That's real. Most of the rights are for an all-right. You may have to only about five miles from here. Right here. Look over there. Wolves under. Whoa, city boy. Wait, you mean a little Mexican kid? Oh, I see him. Look what's pinned on the front of his shirt. Oh, that's nice. It's the most of that. Yeah, it's the most of that. You all right? Well, that's all. I'll see you. I'll go for bars. Come on over here, youngster. What do you want? I do nothing wrong. I'm a good boy. Oh, I know you're a good boy. I just want to ask you some questions. That's all. You don't want to have to. To yours? What a horse. Thanks, I buy you. Never, never have I ever seen such a horse. So big, so black. Well, thunder won't hurt you either. What's your name? Elite, Elite Gonzales. Well, Elite, where'd you get such a beautiful beard? I did no wrong. I did not steal. It was in the ground. It would get grossed in the ground. In the ground? No, it's not me. It's more of a theory. There must be that. Well, Felipe, how'd you come to find it in the ground? Was it just digging around? No. I saw the man who put it there. He'd dig a hole and put a shiny something in it. And put his dirt bag on top. Then he'd go away. I waited a while. But you know, come back, I'd give it up. I see. When did you see the man bury this bag? I know that too. I went to dirt that bag. It was then that I saw him. Eight years ago. But, like, he is here to go with the demo and that's my story. Oh, yeah, buddy. I reckon it was the end of the trail for him. Right about here. Felipe. Mr. Senor? You're sure there wasn't anything else, baby. That's the same place. No, Mr. Senor. I look good. But did you find anything with all? Would you know the man again? The man who did the digging? He. A thorn man he was. And straight. With white hair. Right here. I see. He had much hair. All right. The one I got was not there at all. What? I am a crooked scum. But, like, he definitely ran into that. I don't understand. I've never seen... If I see him around there, he has more to pay. Don't know myself, buddy. You don't make sense. Felipe. Mr. Senor? I'd like to buy that bag from you. About five dollars. Cinco pesos. Would you sell? Cinco pesos? Mm-hmm. Madre de Dios, I've never seen so much money. It's yours, Mr. Senor. It's all yours. I'll tell you, like me now, I'll think, and I'll think, and I'll think until my head hurts but I can't find the man. We need a body. The Moran bed is bad, you all right. We paid the price in from head to foot. No, but there was the face of Moran. Why wouldn't Moran be around here? It's more, sir. Well, I reckon when we talk to the sheriff here in White House, sir, you might know a little more about it. He likes him. Look, he goes creepers in the creeps. And I don't think he's the master. Yeah, they run around like jackwaters. Come on. We're all from this program. Oh, there's Sheriff over there. Sheriff? Sheriff, what's happened? All right, those gangs murdered and told them bandits, took up the bank, killed the cashiers. Got away before we knew what was up. We're just organizing a party. George was a totem gang? Sure. I've seen pictures of all of them. He told them wasn't in the bun. And they had a new fella. No description on him? No. No. But thank you. You know what? I just tore it with him. Only it couldn't have been. You mean the new man in the band looked like Mark and Moran? Yes, spitting image of him. Killed hair. Couldn't see his eyebrow. He had his hat pulled out. Sheriff, there's something funny around here. Yes, look at this. And what is it? What's funny about it? My father's picking up in the bank. And it hasn't been there before to hold up. And where'd you find it? On the back of the door. Just there with a pin. It's just a train schedule. A train table. You don't mean nothing. Let me see that, Sheriff. Sure, here it is. What is it? A time table, please. Oh, God, take this railroad. It's got pencil marks on it. Yeah, what you got in your mind? There's a special drawn around the word red spring. And in the margin is written Mark's pencil. Oh, that's tomorrow. You can get me something. Red spring is a place where the train stops to take on water, Whitey. About 25 miles from here. It is just about right for a train holder. But you don't know life here. I've got a hunch, Whitey. We're going to be on that O-N-T train tomorrow. And it stops at Red Spring. Come on, Thunder. This may be just a wild idea, my boys. But you railroad men were sure nice about joining me and Whitey. Me and Larry here was glad for the tent. Margeau, even me has been going around in circles trying to get some track of these train robbers. Yeah, you've been going around in circles. I think yesterday I ain't even stopped burning. I ain't even got myself a good grip yet. I ain't far ahead of you, Whitey. I still don't know where Moran sits into this picture, but I got a hunch. Yeah, it should be when I saw that railroad timetable. I felt it. Well, we're just about to stop him. Yeah, for now. So sure you tell him. They know. If any secret starts, give it to him. What is Moran to be? You'll mean someone who looks like Moran. This may just be a trap, Whitey. What would you know? Lord, you're right, Whitey. Don't be expecting nothing from a fake car. Now, let him have it. You're hunch was right, Margeau. You saved this train all right. They sure left him a hurry. Whitey, that was Moran. That was Moran, I tell you. His hat fell off just when he healed. He thought to make his getaway. Grand, it was Moran riding the tin torch. He liked him. But it was the United States, Margeau. Throwing his badge away. Riding with a bunch of sultans and healer monsters. Whitey, Moran's disgracing his hat. Good night, man. I'll tell you. A man that is resting. It's... I... Nightingalee is just cooking her skin in his poison. Oh, I'll tell you. I can't think any more. I'm all caught off. Did someone see you running like you found something? Margeau? What is it? Margeau? One dozen did, all right. But I found this hat. And there's a map inside it. Yeah, give it to me. What is it? Come here. Go and have a look if you like it. Get the map, all right. It's in Mexico. Right across the river from White Sultans. Oh, I see. That's Continez, yes. I've asked the first son as he gets across the river. Yeah, but yes. Look at this tin torch. A turtle going around this spot. But there isn't any town there. That's very important Continez, you know. About 10 miles, I imagine. Look here, buddy. Tin torch is sort of blurred, but... S-E-N-T. What is that? That's Tentric. Tentric? Yeah, this must be the hideout of the totem gang. Oh, and like me, you did it thinking for me. My brain is sort of scrambled off me. That time table in the bank was on the level. This was after this train pulled up. That's right. That's it. Well, I'm going to follow my hunches. This map tells us where King Totem hangs out. It's even got the spot mark where we've got to watch out for the man who guards the trail. What do you figure I'm doing, Margeau? Why didn't you go over the river and follow this map, Larry? What? You two are going to tackle this thing all alone? Well, maybe if you're trapped you can't be sure. You can't go jogging across the... I sure nothing. I can't figure out what kind of a game Ram's playing. But I'm declaring myself in. Are you with me, buddy? Let me know. Do anything. Go anyplace. Do anything. Yes, just as long as I don't have to figure nothing out. Actually, I'm watching Bill for brains first. I think there are more of the acts than I do. What will be the outcome of Lightning Jim's and Whitey's trip across the river searching for the Totem Bandit? And just what part is Granite Moran playing in this puzzle? Part two of the Meadowgold Roundup follows immediately. And now for part two of the Adventures of Lightning Jim. The following day, Lightning and Whitey have just dismounted from their horses about eight miles from Concheneva. They've gone from here on foot. Right in the center, it's about a mile from here. The map's on the level. Well, Lightning, we can't be too worried about that. No, we just got to take a chance. It's just about dark when we get there. If we can take them for surprise, well, from there on, we'll have to let the plans make themselves. Come on, let's get started. All right, Lightning. I don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way. While in a ranch house about a mile and a half away, King Totem and five of his bandits, including a man named Moran, are talking. Right out of our $4,000 out of the bank holdup. If that train job had worked out all right, we'd really have something to celebrate. What the hell, King? You ain't just feed eggs or nothing to celebrate tonight, Reagan. We get plugged right through the head. All right, there, killer. And he was a good man. And I wonder how them critters got tipped off. Yeah. If I could figure that out. Oh, you mean it. That's been a people, King. There may be men on all trains now. Maybe they could not include trains in our work for a some time. Since when have you been making plans for this outfit, Max? Oh, I'm making a plan. Could I offer the suggestion? I'll keep your trap shut until you're asked. You're all whole quiet tonight, Moran. Maybe you know something about that train affair. Me? What would I know? I reckon our team is nearly getting shut as you did, King. Well, I still aim to watch you, Moran. And don't forget that. You did all right on the bank job. You did your part at Red Spring. But I'd still like to know a lot more about your joining up with us. I told you all that. I just got tired working for the government. Walking into bullets and knives for a measly 50 a month. Decided I wanted some real money for a change. Oh, he's all right, King. We all had our eyes on him. But I don't see how he's going to give nobody a tip-off. No, no, no. I had accused him. But, Moran. I'm listening. If I find out that you have been working against it, I'll kill you in a minute. You got that straight? But one way to get it, King. Yes, I said he all right. Yeah, just be sure you do. Surely. Airport, what do you want? Let us go out and relieve Al. We'll stand guard until morning. Red will take your place then. Well, I know. Well, I'm glad to have him. Ain't nothing for tonight. You're going to be in for a wedding, really. You better take some tonic along, in case you get cold. I got the tonic right with me, killer. It's a delicate liquor. Take some regular. Oh, man. I got a couple more bottles and get the cards. I reckon we'll make a night of it. Light will be serious. I drink it for a night. When I drink it's full of water. I feel like I'm moving. I tell you, I never thought so much water would come down so quickly. Yeah, this rain came up in a hurry all right. Wait. What is it? It's right up beyond the side of that big rock. You in here? Yeah, I feel like the whole... You don't pretend I don't give a fuck. Yeah. You're up in here on without a call for it. I'm looking over here. You're leaving with my boots just there, you know. You're leaving with my tonic. It's going to be very quiet. You get going. Fine weather. But since I go back and tell him to watch his own self. Good. At least it's not like he's having a drink. I'm having one right now. Oh, oh, oh. But it's happening in the front. All right. Oh. Tie him up now, quick. Oh, oh, he's too worried. Yeah, yeah. I just question what he feels like. He doesn't tell him what he can agree to. He doesn't even see what he feels like. Now, now all we have to do is get the rest of him. We include him, Moran. Got a lot of questions on that, that ombré. What is it? I look through the window, and the sleep on the bunks in the corner. Are the four playing cards? Two, three, and twenty. All but Moran. You do that to Moran, though. Well, sure. Then it's Moran playing cards with two totems. Well, that's not really what they're going to do. They'd only get him outside. They'd have him even break that place, walk him in on him, and he wouldn't be leaving. Well, I think, I've got an idea. What is it, what? They've got the fire going in the fire there. Now, if I could get up and hurry... What's it got to do with mine, what? Then I could shoot some corks that he's down to see with. You'd start going off like firecrackers that won't see the pot. Yeah. Well, I reckon some of them poor cats would come running out to have them. You've got to roll with your brain, buddy. See if you could sit up there without making any noise. Well, I think, I... You get the most of the worry, I think, if somebody comes out to do it. You're up to it. You'd drop them cards to go down and finish that aside off the roof. But things will start happening fast. Oh, yeah. And I reckon I'll join in pretty quick. Where's that bottle, mate? You've been hogging it all evening. No, it's been a good life, being called a hog that you left. No. It's good for you, I pass the bottle. I reckon you don't want to pull guns at me, mate. You ain't my clan. No, I think I have to kill you at some time. Yeah. Maybe I do it now. You'll talk too much. Why do you have to talk to me? Shut up. Both of you. You want to kill each other? Go outside and do it. I'll wait until tomorrow, I think. I don't want to get wet. Tomorrow at the night, it'll make no difference to make for the bomb. I kill you yourself, as dead no matter what time it is. Yeah. You don't talk much, do you, my man? No. And you don't drink either? No. Maybe you're too good to drink with it. Maybe you're particular about who you drink with. Is that it? You're doing the talking. Maybe I'll have to make you drink with it. What's eating on you, King? Can't a man stay sober if he wants to? In my bunch, I give orders. I don't have room here for anybody who won't take them. Hey, what's that? What's that? Well, I'm not staying here to be shot, not bad. Don't open that door. Stay here and get dropped, then. I'm going down fighting. You fool. Come back. You've done this your right. You don't live to brag about it. Get under the rest. Not while I've got it done, I won't. Oh, sir, I won't. You have, boy, King. Oh. You got me. I got you. Darn you a little bit. What's all that, partner? Darn you a little bit. Yeah, what is it? A new one. I got a new one in the store. But the other's out there. They ain't calling everybody nobody no more. Is that Lightning Jim? Moran, you're alive. Put, man. Put. Not for long. I am going fast. Lightning Jim Moran. The athletes, they want the athletes and what? Uh, don't bother. I am done for. And I am glad. Don't try to talk, Moran. Get up that seat over there, buddy, and we'll get the blood to come. Listen. I've got to talk. I've got to tell you. I'm not in the service any longer. What do you mean you've been working to trap these mothers, haven't you? Yeah. Listen. That prisoner I was meant to bring back against him, too. Was my son. Your son? Yeah. I hadn't seen him for a couple of years. My son, King here, got him in the gang. He was just a kid. So that's the way King got all this money. And then he wouldn't let them trip. I've lived by the law. I was done what I thought the law said. But I couldn't turn my own son in. I understand, man. You let him get away. I sent him away. He's a good kid. And I won't tell you where he is. I reckon we ate it last night. Then I took off my bag. Couldn't wear it no more. After looking up, prisoners get away. Then you could just stop the story. But I'd have always known myself that I let the law down. Grannis Moran. Grannis to the last. I found out where this hideout was from the boy. Then I come here. And I thought of a story about wanting to make some money. You let that note for us at the bank hold up, so as we could save the train. I hoped somebody would find it and figure it out. Then at the train hold up, I knocked my own hat off. So somebody would find it. It was good work, Moran, and took nerve. More nerve than I've got. I'm glad you're here, Lightning. The gang broke up. And that's what I wanted. I've got something for you here, Moran. You're bad. Bad. Bad, bad. Yeah. A mix for it. All you're very... And you don't look natural without. Yeah. Yeah. Bad. Bad. You're... You're in the back. Underneath. You're still in the service, Moran. Bad. Bad. No. Thank you. Lightning. No. I can die as a... A lawman. Good. God. He... He's dead. Yeah, buddy. Mars and Moran. He's dead. Buddy. We don't know nothing about the Chinook kid being the son of Moran. Remember that. Nor we don't know nothing about the Lightning. As far as we know, the Chinook kid is dead. That's right. The Chinook kid is dead. And Mars and Moran died in the discharge of his duty, bringing in the totem band. Your only died smiling. The man who never smiled. He's smiling now. And so ends another experience in the lives of those two famous marshals of the Old West, Lightning Jim Whipple and his deputy, Whitey Larson.