Horse with the speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty high-oh silver, the Lone Ranger. Most of the trouble with the Indians in the early days of the western United States was caused by renegade whites exploiting the Red Men. Uprisings and massacres followed, and it was not until the masked rider of the plane started his great fight for justice that peace was restored to the frontier. It was he, more than any other man, who brought about better understanding between the two races and finally made possible the winning of the West. Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear. From out of the past come the thundering hoof-baits of the great horse Silver. The Lone Ranger rides again. Come on, Upris and Uraq! Hubble's waiting for us! I'll see! The late afternoon sunlight scraped the tops of the funeral mountains and sent long shadows across the prairie as the Lone Ranger rode toward the West. The Lone Ranger's eyes were narrowed behind his mask as he searched the country ahead. Tato's here someplace, Silver. We're following his trail. There's Sentinel Rock up ahead, just beyond that arroyo we're coming to. We can cross the swinging bridge and then sw... Silver, what's that? That's Tato's danger whistle. Off the trail, Silver! Into the arroyo! Jump, Silver! Steady, boy! Tato! What is it, Kimo Sabe? You come! There's plenty of trees here. You and Silver's safe. Tato, plenty worried, Kimo Sabe. I heard your danger whistle, Tato. What is it? The trail looked clear up ahead. Me show you. Here. An arrow. That's right. Where did you find this? Me right, Scout. Come to bridge, start cross. Arrow hit bridge. So... Right in front of you. Where did the arrow come from, Tato? Up there. From the long way off. From the top of Sentinel Rock? Huh. It's getting dark, Kimo Sabe. I think you and I should go up there and find out about this. It's a long way. There's no path up to the top of Sentinel Rock except from the south. It'll take us quite a while to circle around to it, but we'll try. Who you think? Shoot, Arrow. Look at the feathers and the way the head is set on the shaft, Tato. Huh? And these colors. It's a pointy arrow. Maybe so. Come on. We can head south along this arroyo. It's too deep for anyone on top of Sentinel Rock to notice us. Good thing Arrow not hit us, huh? I swerved off the trail as soon as I heard your whistle, Tato. Silver and I were... What matter? Look, Kimo Sabe. It didn't miss by much. Huh? Here's another arrow stuck right into Silver's saddle. If we hadn't pulled off the trail just when we did, one of us wouldn't be alive. And that Pawnee Arrow too? Kimo Sabe, Silver and I, well, we both owe you our lives. Well, better we find who shoot Arrow and then counterpix him. No, Tato. We'll handle this my way. Follow me. Get him up, Scout. Come on, Silver. We're climbing Sentinel Rock. It's at the top of the trail, Tato. Uh-huh. Can you see anything up there? Uh-huh. It's plenty dark. Not a sound. Not a light. What's that? I don't hear it now. It sound like big rock. Whatever it was, it's gone. Be careful, Tato. This trail gets narrower the higher we climb. Kimo Sabe. What is it? Tato feels strange. Maybe that sound, Thunder God from Sky. Don't let your imagination run away with your common sense, Tato. We find plenty trouble. There's no trouble that we can't handle if we learn about it in time. Sentinel Rock, not good. Why not? Well, Tato not tell you this afore in daylight. But now darkness comes. Tato feel it all around. Sentinel Rock, haunted. Haunted? Uh, evil spirit on rock. Indian know that from old story. Medicine men of Indian tribe know that. Those arrows weren't shot from a ghost bow, Tato. Those are real arrows. Uh-huh. When we get to the top, we'll learn the answer. Tato not savvy what noise was. We'll find the answer to that too, Kimo Sabe. Huh. I hear it. That's thunder. No, it's not thunder. It can't be. These stars are out. It's plenty loud. Tato. Tato, that's a rock. Huh? That's a rock rolling down the mountains. It's coming straight for us. We can all trail pass. Come on. There's no place to turn. Trail heaped narrow. Follow me. Come on, Silver. Where we go, Kimo Sabe? There's a break in the cliff up ahead, Tato. You can see it against the sky. If we can make it before that rock, we can get out of the way. I'll punish it. It's going to be close. That rock is moving faster all the time. We try. Get him up. Oh, dear Silver. We've got to beat that rock faster. Ah, it has ended. They are dead. They could not escape the rock I sent crashing down the mountain. Ah, they are dead. They can harm my husband or my tribe no more. The arrows once more go back in the quiver. All day long we've been up here on Sentinel Rock. We have braved the spirit of the Thunder God to help the tribe. Now we go. You are a good horse. You stood quiet and still all day. It is dark. The trail is long and steep. Come. Now, Kimo Sabe. What is this? Come on, me. Get him. Get the horse. I have the reins. Well, you thought you'd finish this up, did you? You get away from rock pretty fast. Don't try to take the reins. Friends, we want to know what this is all about. Why did you shoot arrows at us? Why did you try to crush us by catapulting that rock down the mountain trail? You are not Craven. I thought you were Scar Craven. I thought this other was his partner, the one called Gila. Tato, a woman. That's pretty strange. A woman. We never expected to find anything like this on top of Sentinel Rock. Who are you? My name is Bright Sky of the Kawa tribe of the Pawnee Nation. I am Indian. Who was here with you to try to kill us? Look no further. I am the one. You? I shot the arrows. Yes, and I rolled the stone. But I did not mean them for you. I thought you were someone else. Ah. You talk to keep good. I went to school at the mission since I was very small. Just a moment. You mentioned two names. Scar Craven and Gila. Are those the men you were after? They mean to rob my tribe. I wanted to stop them. What made you think they were coming this way? Because I knew of it from my husband. Yes? I argued with him. They planned to use him as a tool for their robbery. Not plenty bad. Bright Sky, is your husband dishonest? No. No, my husband thinks he is doing the right thing. He thinks he is helping the tribe. He would not listen to me. He went off to meet them, so I tried to stop. So you meant to stop them, and you didn't care how. Is that it? Yes. Yes, that is it. But instead of coming this way, Craven and Gila must have gone by another trail. They're going to meet my husband, and it's too late to stop them. Gila, where are we meeting this engine? Ain't far now, Craven. The town's right yonder. What town? Smokey Ridge. Smokey Ridge? We didn't come easy trail then. Why didn't we come by way of Siddle Rock? You got any liking for getting dry gulch, Craven? Yeah. This engine brave we're meeting has got a wife who ain't so dumb, Craven. You savvy? I get it. She was right on top of Siddle Rock waiting. Yeah, I figured so. She was plumb desperate to save her tribe. Sure a good thing they all ain't that smart. She's used to con games, I reckon. Heard a plenty about them. Yeah, she must be there yet. With a bow and arrow, nothing to shoot at. Yeah. You know all that counterfeit money, Healer? Got two saddlebags full of it, Craven. You got the rest? Yep, sure have. We meet this redskin in the Eagle Pass Cafe, Craven. Gino, don't forget, you let me handle the talk, Savvy. I'm a lot smoother than you are. Let's see if we're looking for a paw in the engine that goes by the name of Bear Paw. You around any place? You the gents he's waiting for? Yep. Up them stairs, gents. Room three. Much obliged. Let's handle, Healer. Reckon that hombre suspects his Craven? Nah. He surveyed us kind of thorough. Keep your hand away from your holster, you gone plum loco. He's still looking up after us. Sure he is. We're strangers in town, ain't we? What do you expect him to do? Trust any fellow that holds in here just on his say-so? It's all right now. He turned away. Sure. Told you not to worry. Room number three, he says. Here it is. Yep. I hope this engine ain't been talking to no judge since we last seen him. Shut up. Howdy. Howdy, Bear Paw. Greetings. Will you enter? Hey. You still feel like you did the last time we pow out with you, Bear Paw? Bear Paw does not change minds. There ain't no sense selling your tribe's land to the government when we can offer you more for it. That right. And you needn't worry about us making sure the government gets the land the way you wanted them to. We just want to make certain we're in a good spot to get the first crack. Get a certain section of the land we want in that territory. There ain't nothing wrong in that, is there? You honest men. Sure we are. Sure. Now, we got the money right here in these saddlebags. Here. I got the rest here. All you gotta do, Bear Paw, is to sign this here paper. It's a deed giving us the land. You give Pawnee tribe time to leave? Sure. All the time in the world. You sign, I sign, and Healer here will act as witness. Satisfactory? Yeah. Here's the cash. Better count it first, Bear Paw. This paper money. Yes. That's regular government money. Take a good look at it. That's real money. Just to prove it to you, Healer. Yeah? Take this here fold of money and bring that gent we saw downstairs up to take a look at it. All right. Hey, mister. Mister, come up here a minute, will ya? Now, Bear Paw, we'll just stand here and watch. Agreeable? Bear Paw, not doubt. Your word. Sure. But you engines shouldn't get too trusting. All folks aren't as honest as we are. Now, watch. You want me, stranger? Yeah. You run this shebang? I run it, mister. What can I do for you? We'd like you a couple of drinks. We ain't got hard money. This is all right, isn't it? Folded money, huh? Let me get a look at it. See? He's holding it up to the light. This is government money, all right. I've seen plenty of it around. Good money. I'll have your drinks sent up for all. Well, Kino, mister. Bear Paw, did you see that? Yeah, we were both watching. This money is good as gold. Bear Paw knew that, but I just wanted to remind him that don't pay to take things for granted, ever. Now, here's the money for your tribe, Bear Paw. Bear Paw, and here's the pen. Got ink right on it. Now, you sign here. Bear Paw, sign paper. That's right. I sign. Healer is the witness. There. That settles the whole deal. Well, you done your tribe's service, Bear Paw, in spite of what your wife tried to say. I'm only sorry we got a famose. We got to make... You gents ain't famose trying to cheat this engine, huh? That money's a mighty good copy, but it ain't the real thing. Bear Paw, grab that paper. Healer, you're gun. No, you don't. Shoot, Bear Paw. Come on, we got to run for it. Follow me. Stand right where you are, everybody. Stand still, you'll catch lead. We're making tracks, and there ain't nobody gonna stop us. Get up. Get up. Get up. Get up. It can't work, Kino. It's work. Forget the way. It's all over with the shouting. 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. Now to continue our story. The Lone Ranger and Tonto rode through the night with Bright Sky, the fawny Indian woman. They expected to find the town of Smoky Ridge still sleeping as they approached in the early dawn, but instead, they saw a group of horses tied in front of the cafe. Look here, Mosabe. Something's happened. Ah, and posse. They have been riding a long time. Look how tired they are. I hope there's been no trouble with Bear Paw. We'll go to the cafe and find out as soon as we... We came peacefully. What does this mean? Mister, we don't take no chances. A couple of ornery skunks come in here late last evening. They cheated a poor engine, and they pulled their guns. Now we aim to make sure you ain't one of the same rotten pack. You're wearing a bandage. I got creased when I tried to step in and stop the little game. Did you get them? Oh, we went after them. We lost the trail. Now, mister... Please. Please. Is Bear Paw hurt? Quiet. I just noticed something. Mister, you're wearing a mask. What we do, Kimotabi? Steady, Tonto. Never mind your whispering, mister. It's getting light plenty fast. I don't savvy who the woman might be, but we don't cotton to outlaws. Maybe we ought to string you two up in place of them to the gutter ways. Was it Craven and Hewitt? We don't know their names, but it appears like you do. We're looking for them just as you are. That's funny, that is. You almost sound like it was a lawman. First time I ever seen a lawman wear a mask. Just a moment. Before there's a shooting, listen to this woman. We came here to help Bear Paw. Yeah? Who is he? We'll know we're on his side. Mister, I wouldn't count on seeing Bear Paw again. He... he is not hurt. Well, I'll be doggone. Lady, you're a ninja. I am Bright Sky of the Kawa tribe of the Pawnee Indian Nation. The Kawa tribe? That's Bear Paw's tribe. Is he hurt? Now, just a second. Before I answer that, I still want to know who these hombres are and what business... The masked man is the lone ranger. Mister, we're wasting time. Where is Bear Paw? Is he all right? We want to see him. And for your information, this lady is Bear Paw's wife. She's wife? Leave your horses here. Come inside. I'll take you to him right this minute. He's in this room here. Bear Paw, it is I. It is... He caught one of them bullets, them two hombres let fly. I didn't know how to tell you. Tonto, let's take a look at him. Is he badly hurt? Tonto, see. Oh, don't. It's all right. Tonto knows more about healing people than most doctors. Mister. Yes? Come out in the hall for a minute. I'd like to tell you something kind of private-like. Very well. Mister, I got to tell you you're a bust. I don't exactly, sadly, what Bear Paw done. But he sure ain't gonna be popular around his tribe's wigwams. Bear Paw is honest. I'm sure of it. Of course. As honest as the day is long. He's just not a match for them slick crooks. He's been unconscious since a shoot-and-scrape. He signed some paper. That's what Bright Sky seemed to think would happen. Yep. He signed it. Did you get it? Nary a chance, mister. Them two skunks let out of here like they had wings. If we only knew where they was heading, we could maybe make it hot for them. Kimo Sabe. How is it, Tonto? Him be all right. It not take long. Good. Bright Sky, she stay inside with husband. Did Bear Paw do any talking, Injun? Him still plenty sick. You learn about gunmen? The trail thins out. Unless we have some idea of their scheme, we can't get them. Tonto. Ah? There's only one thing to do. And what that? Wait until Bear Paw is well enough to talk. Mm, that's not good. I know. I'll ride out on the trail a ways and see if I can find out which way Craven and Gila went. But I'm afraid Bear Paw is our only chance. We come to the same spot as this mess, man. And this is where you lost the trail? Yep. Now, I figure you know a heap sight more about searching out a trail than any of us skints. You head back for town. Huh? It may take me an hour or two. I'm almost positive I won't find any sign out of them. But I might just as well make certain. Kino, mister. Adios and good luck. I'll see you later. Adios. I see you got back, mister. Find anything? Not a sign. That trail's washed out for good. Yeah? If we're going to catch those outlaws, it won't be by trailing them. How is Bear Paw? Just the same. Tonto's caring for him? Yeah. That engine sure is a wonder when it comes to doctrine, folks. It's too bad you haven't got a telegraph station here so we could send out a description of Craven and Gila. That might help. I've been telling every traveler that went through. Word will spread around, mister. Let's hope it spreads fast enough to get those men before they accomplish their purpose. Whatever it is, they... You come quick. Bear Paw, him better. Him tell where crooks go. You come quick. The entrance. I hear it with my own ears. Bear Paw was just telling about it. Them coyotes are aiming to cheat the whole Kawa tribe. Them Kawa's are good Indians. Doggone fine Indians. Craven and Gila handed Bear Paw a mess of fake money. Now they got his signature on a paper, they'll go east till they meet up with a government agent. They'll give him the papers signed by Bear Paw, and he hands them the money for the Kawa land. It's as slick a scheme as I ever heard. All right, dirty folks. Reckon the mask man and the Indians will be coming down soon. I roused you fellas out so you could... The horses came or something. We go quick. Mask man, just a second. Well? How soon are we leaving to catch them hombres? Right now. But only Tonto and I are going. Huh? Listen, you've got to have a posse. There are only two of them. Well, yeah, only... Besides, they've got a long head start on us. Your horses can never catch them. Let me bring Silver for you. Good. Steady, boy. Yep. You men take care of Bear Paw. Adios. Get him out, Scout. Come on, Silver. Well, if that don't beat all. Jennings calls together a posse, and what happens? We don't even get to go. Shut up, all of you. Yeah, just look at them horses cover the ground. The masked man was right. We couldn't keep up with him anyway. My old Silver! See that give them a pay wagon yet, Healy? Huh? I said to you, that dog on your head, look up ahead and up behind us. You're worried over nothing. Nobody's on our trail. I thought I saw a cloud of dust back yonder. You didn't? I thought I did. And it was antelope. Wind swirling. We're clear of any chase, I tell you. Now peel your eyes on the trail ahead. Something wrong? You got good eyes, use him. I don't see nothing. Squint! Over that way. That's a wagon, ain't it? Yeah. Yeah, Craven, that's it. That's the government man. That's him. I figured so. Here's where we give them this paper and collect our money. I'm still worried about the back trail, Craven. Yeah, all right then. You keep watching the back trail. I'm going on ahead. If there's any trouble, I'll let you know. There won't be no trouble. I'm going after that wagon. Get up there. Get up. Rain up. Hold on. I want to see you. Whoa. Hold there. Whoa. You're the government man. I got something for you. Keep your hands high, mister. Walk your horse. You look cautious, Jet. I don't believe you're carrying all that cash. That's as maybe. What makes you think I got cash? You're the government man, ain't you? Well? I'll get something here in my saddlebag. Keep your hands high. Easy with that shooting iron, mister. It's just a legal paper I want to get. All right, but don't make a move towards your holster. My trigger finger's mighty jumping. Here you are, mister. Here's a paper signed by Bearpaw of the Cold War tribe. Authorizing you to hand that money to me. Let me see. Yeah, that's Bearpaw's signature, all right. Hmm. Hmm. Yeah. Yep, it's all legal. Reckon you'll be glad to have that money over and end your responsibility, huh? Guess I might as well put down my gun. I got the money right back here in this box. Here it is. It's in big bills, Mr. Craven. Yeah, we don't mind that. Just hand it over. Put in thunder. What was that whistle? Say, looks like something's going on up there. Who's this man heading towards us? Those two others coming after him. I don't like the looks of him. Don't reach for your gun or I'll drill you. What? You've got your gun on. And I'll use it. Give me the money. How? Right agent, he's ready to go. I'll take it myself. Until I get the rest of this cash. When you come local, we've got to make track. Hold them off. They're coming fast. Here's the rest of the cash. Here's your guns. The wagon protects us. I don't want to give up this cash. I keep shooting, but they don't stop. That white horse is coming like the wind. Don't shoot yet, Tom. Don't shoot till I give the word. Tom, wait. Craven, get your gun. Start shooting. What? They're right on top of a square's my gun. No, Tom. My hand. Don't touch those guns. No, we ain't moving, mister. I never seen such shooting. You knocked the guns right out of our hands. Tom, how's the government, man? I'm all right, masked man. Just got the wind knocked out of me. Ah, you know masked man? Sure do. I've seen that horse before. You're the Lone Ranger, mister. The Lone Ranger. Tom, take that money. Ah, me do it. Here's another paper, mister. This one tells a straight story. You think you can handle these two crooks? Mister, I sure can. Turn around, you coyotes, while I sling this rope around you. You're heading for the calaboose. Tonto got all money, Kimo Fabi. Good. Then we'll go. Merpaw is waiting for this. Come along, Tonto. Get him off. Go. Adios, masked man. Adios, Injun. Adios. Come on, Silver. Back to Smoky Ridge. Hey, them ropes are tied. Oh, Ranger. No wonder we didn't get away with it. Mister, them's the first true words ever come out of your mouth. Nobody gets away with anything when they meets up with a Lone Ranger. No, sir. I own... The story you have just heard is a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger, Incorporated.
