Every horse with a seat of light, a cloud of dust, and a holly holly silver, the Lone Ranger. He's 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. Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear. From out of the past come the thundering hoofs beats of the great horse silver. The Lone Ranger arrives again. Nowhere in the study of the governor's mansion in Texas, the governor was admitting a tall man through a French door. Your right old plan, sir. It was good of you to admit you at this hour. I decided to see you after splitting the documents. You saw the signal light at least in the window. Yes, sir. These documents in Affidavits seem to prove conclusively that the Indian trouble of a year ago was not the fault of those men from Southern Tunnel. That Indian trial was brought about by a crafty schemer who hoped to seize the property of the Texans after they'd been jailed for violating the Indian Peace Pact. I have read the deathbed confession of that schemer. It casts a new light on the entire affair. I am deeply indebted to the man, a man called the Lone Ranger, for sending me the evidence. I might add that it was his illustration with his names after the violation of that pact that prevented a very serious uprising. The law has been looking for those Texans for a long time. I understand they left the country, went to Mexico. Yes, they did. This letter from the Lone Ranger expresses a hope that I would see fit to grant pardons to those men if the Indians returned to summon to you. Yes. The message said you had come here tonight for my answer. You were sent by the Lone Ranger. You received something with that letter by the way of identification. I did. It was a silver bullet. Like this one? Why, yes. I thought I might be seen by some members of your staff or family who would be curious about a masked man. Then you are the Lone Ranger. The Urshul T.I. may or may not be wearing a disguise. Please don't try to find out. As well as the nation is deeply indebted to you for all you have done. If there's any death, it's the one that is owed by this date. To the men who had to flee from their homes in San Antonio. I can pardon those men on the state of this evidence, which incidentally I have checked. But who knows where they are? They're on the Draco Ranch. Draco. I've heard it, Jim. He was a relegated from the state. Yes. He went to Mexico and secured a lot of land in the real castle. In some way, he was one half silver with the Mexican authorities. He said to be very wealthy. His place is surrounded by a high fence and patrolled by guards. Inside that fence, men and women work as slaves. That's where the men and their families from San Antonio have gone. But they would have been saved from the rest anywhere in Mexico. Why in the world have they become slaves on the Draco Ranch? That's a mystery I'd like to solve. Many people have become slaves on the Draco Ranch. And none have ever left. It will be difficult to get to them and more difficult to get them out of there. But if they can be out of their charge to return in their homes as free people, I... In the room of mercy, go then. Go and tell them Texas Wilson. Texas needs them. And take to them their apartment. Get up and get to work. Draco isn't paying you to sit in the sunshine. But I... I just need to turn it. Let's whip this good medicine. The coolest of men supervised the work on Draco's ranch. Two women and children were forced to 24 hours for a meager living. The people that sniffed their position had broken the spirit of the strongest men. Now, let that be a lesson to you. Yes, Jimmy. See? Throw some water on him. Tell me. Get back to work. Hey, boys. Mr. Jacob wants to see you right away. All right, Joe. Where is he? He's almost in his dollar. He'll go right out. To the tall room in the old castle that Jacob had made his home. I'm waiting for him. Hey, Mr. Jacob. This is quite a room you got up here. It's the first time I've seen it. I have to know a man quite well before I let him into this room. I've been observing you since you came to work for me. Here. I've watched you handle a whip and drive the others at their work. I've investigated your crooked background of mistakes. But you're utterly bad. Now, Mr. Jacob. That's the kind of man I need. I'm going to give you a job that'll make you rich. What about Peterson and Martin and all the others from Texas? They're dodging the law, but I don't see them getting rich. Well, they're not really bad. When I dropped a hint about my business, they were unwilling to cooperate. Beyond that door is a printing press together with ink and other essentials. Well, that's your game. You're making counterfeit money. The United States currency is easily spent here in Mexico. Dollars in that package. Spend freely and convert that into genuine money. When you return, I shall expect $5,000 in silver or gold. If you're all right, Mr. Jacob. I am, as long as I'm not cross. The window? Quit working the field. Not me, but we'll see who's calling. I know who you are, but go away. We're not allowed to talk. I've got you good news. Jacob is no longer running your life. You're free. No, we'll be ripped for talking to you. Please, don't. Why do you want to be the last light? Like Peterson, what? Look here, Martin. See what I have. This is a pardon signed to the governor of Texas. He sent me to bring you back. You and all the men who came here, will you? No, it's too late. It's too late. What? What makes... Jacob's got the law with him. He'd ever stop. Won't you please go away before the team talking to you? Why is Jacob so determined to keep you here as well as in his field? Why is he treating you like this? Please. Mary, they won't go until we can. I'll tell you why we can't get away. You've got to go before you're caught. The sanctuary, the fugitive, the justice and mistake. I'll get him to pass the money for him. He wanted you to do that? Aye. He thought we were real crooks when he made the proposition. We now look at it. We've had a heart and a spirit beat out of it. He sees to it that none of us have strength enough to make trouble for him. But the law... Jay Taylor's rich and powerful. He's bigger than any law around here. Why did you come here in the first place? You want to let Jacob give us jobs. Yes. Yes, that's right. It's Jacob and Phil. Oh, he sees you. Who's with him? It's Boots Lockham. The toughest of his overseers. He's got his work with him. Oh, why didn't you come here? I'm ready for something better. I'm ready. Well, Martin, you have visited. An Indian and a masked man. Oh, Mr. Jacob. You didn't invite us here, Jacob. Keep your hands where they are and I won't have the shoot. Take his gun, Butch. And the mask. Don't try it, Butch. No? No. And you guys, if they gave up the same idea, you'll find them wrapped in rope. Smart, huh? Well, there are ways to cure that. For example, this... You shouldn't have done that. Hey! Let me take over the gold... Donald leaped the jay girl and grabbed the gun as the lone ranger took Butch's whip with one hand and slapped the overseer with the other. That's right, George. Now, kill you for that. Here's another... For you. You'll never get off this place alive. You'll pay for it. I'll take that gun, Butch. What about Jacob's gun? Let me get it. Tie his hand behind his back. No, no, no. No. My arm. Take him around. When his hands are tied, put him on your horse. You'll have to ride double. As for you, Butch, on your feet. I'll kill you for this. Then you, Martin, you get away. I have something to say to you, Jacob is going with us. Whatever you do to Martin or anyone else around here will be passed on tenfold to Jacob. You'd better see that Martin is not punished in any way, because Jacob won't like it. Oh, remember that when you wake up. When I wake up? Yeah. Oh! Hey! Missed him clear off his feet with that blow. Behind him, Jacob, Connor. Yeah. We got him on board. Ready to go. You think he can get away with it? There you go, Mr. Rye. Is he steady, Jacob? On your way, Connor. I'll fall behind you. Get him on. Get him on. That's the kind of striking man you used to be. The curtain falls on the full stacks of our main range of adventure. Before the next exciting scene, please permit us to pause for just a few moments. And the chief official was a sincere, hard-working man named Don Jose Armando. Don Jose was in a gay mood and was quite unprepared for the surprise that awaited him when he unlocked his office door. Please close the door, Don. Matt, what does this mean? Please look out at your desk. How do you get through the locked door? The lock on your door is superior to the lock on your window. But, Senor, don't you? You know Don Carlos? Don Carlos, see. See, he is an important man. He will be very pleased to know that you are willing to help me and help Mexico at the same time. To help you? In this time, when you enter my office... Please listen to me, Don Jose. I must ask another question. You know Senor, Jacob? Oh, yes. He is a great man. Very wealthy. He is a crook. And he is my prisoner. No. No, that must not be. He must be released at once. Don Jose, have you heard that Caliset money is being circulated in Mexico? Yes. Jacob is the one who makes it in his castle. Jacob? Oh, I cannot believe this. You will take your men and go with authority to search the castle. He will find truth. I am sure of it. But if I go and find no truth, I will be the real man. No, I cannot reach the angle of Senor Jacob. I never say to this. Don Jose, to capture the Caliset is that make you a great man. You will be promoted. You will be out. But I know only what you say. I have no proof of anything. If I could bring you proof that Jacob is a crook, a counter-setter, and a leader of the gang, what then? Oh, Senor. Then you will see Don Jose Amando act with the rurales. I'll see what I can do. If I get proof, I'll send you a word. And so you know the message comes from me, I'll send you a bullet like this. A bullet, Senor? Yes, it's made of silver. If you show it to Don Carlos, he'll tell you that I'm on the side of the wall. After leaving Don Jose contemplating the silver bullet, and then you journey to the camp where Pablo is the guard of the gate. Oh, no, no, no. He's not even caught. How's the prisoner, baby, fella? Uh, he's been pretty quiet. Yes, I've been quiet. But I have something to say to you, mister. You can't get away with this. You'll be killed for capturing me. I knew that was a risk before I came to Mexico. Cut these ropes. Let me go, and I'll overlook what you've done. There was a horse, O'Connor. I got some clothing from the saddlebag. You'll never get away with it. I have some influential friends in Mexico. You'll find that out. Saddlebag. Hang on three. You're a horse. In town, I call him ahead of the police. He'll come to the Jaco Ranch if I can get. Couldn't say Jaco is the counterfeiter. I'll have to get back to Jaco Ranch. Well, what about guards at gate? The stuff is up there, and take a bundle of my own clothes. I'll take them with me. Then I want you to do this. I'll have to surround the Jaco Ranch. Later that morning, Matt Martin was working with a hole, breaking hard ground. He paid no attention to the man who worked at his side until he heard a low voice. It was not the voice of a peon. Martin, don't you know this time, but you don't. You ready? Don't look up. Keep your eyes down. Keep going. Are you sure you're not a hornet's nest in this place when you're Captain Jaco? You haven't enough to come back. How did you get in? No one paid no attention to a poor peon. I've got a man that's holding with me in that shed in your house. Yeah, but why? That. I've got to get proof that Jake moves a cup of tritter. Tangible proof. I don't know any more than I told you yesterday. Where are you? The overseer. Now you're in for it. He's coming this way. You're a llama talking to. What are you doing here? I'm placing the ground, senor. You pay arms as though to stay in your own section. My man, if you're so poor, I forget. Forget it, huh? Maybe that'll help you remember. Now get where you belong or lay this with the kosher back. See, see, see where I go at once. Well, what are you looking at? Oh, I... Uh, nothing. You keep a working or I'll forget Bush's orders and bless you with a whim. In his disguise, the lone ranger shuffled away from Matt Martin. And when the overseer wasn't looking, approached another of the fugitive kids from San Antonio. I'm listening, Peterson. You are not a peon. No, I'm here to help you. I want proof that Jake is a kind of sitter. Where can I get it? I don't know. I don't know anything. No one can help me. Go away. I'm after time. The lone ranger approached one of the men from Texas. One of you must know something that will help me. On several occasions, he was caught by the overseer. Get over with your balloon boat. He was slapped and latched by cruel whips. Let this be a little mess. But yes, please don't let me. Confidence blows. But this was nothing compared to the mental torture. There were times when he trembled from the suppressed urge to abandon his role as a humble paean and strike back at the bullying overseer. This is twice I warned you. This time I'll make sure you don't forget. It was really dark when the bell rang. Men and women put away their tools and moved toward their homes with flagging weary footsteps. Pavel heard the bell and that thing on the main ranger's orders he went at half an hour. Then made sure Jakele was securely tied and leaped from the saddle to ride to Jose Armando. They have requested Matt to call them together. You'll be here in a minute, boys. I hear someone outside. Yeah. Buddy. He's mad. Who's that? Boys, that's the man you're talking to. I got rid of the pay on clothing. Now, listen to me, men. I spoke to each one of you. You know that I was trying to learn something about Jakele. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. It just happened to me when I thought I was going to fail. I heard one of the overseers talking. I learned that Jakele makes his counterfeit money in a room in a tower. Why don't you tell them all that? By this time, men are on their way. And they carry them proof when they arrive. But they'll not enter that house to get it. Tell them what you've learned. They're not just defending a man of Jakele's powered wealth by entering that house. Unless they know, they'll see proof when they get there. Proof of Jakele, the counterfeiter. We've got to get that proof. Well, it can't be done. There's no use talking to us. Can't you see what it means to you? I mean, I can't help. Move your head off Jakele's grip. You'll be free to go home to Texas, to start living again. We've got to attack and fight our way to the tower to get evidence against Jakele. We can't fight, Mr. We've got no weapons. No fight left in it. I remember a day in Brown's Basin. You men were up against big odds. You ran out of ammunition, but you didn't quit. You fought with sticks and stones and bare fists. We shared a pack of crooks, what Texas men were like when they got fighting mad. This is your one-time trip beat and your last chance. Another year like the last one, we'll find most of you dead. The governor of Texas has given all of you a pardon. Your homes are waiting back in San Antonio. Why don't I go back and tell the governor? They're your friends. The Texas men were afraid of Jakele's crooks. But we've got no weapons. The men in the Alamo complain about the odds. What do you think descendants of those men would say if they were here? Yeah, I don't know why. Jakele's men have weapons. Let's use those. Let's take their whips and guns away from them. I, for one, would like to show a couple of those crooks what it feels like to be whipped. I feel like a chanted butch. Everyone, you have a lot to repay. Boy? I'm going with him. I'd rather die fighting than be working beat to death. That's the talk, Matt. What about the rest of you? How's me? Me too. How about you others? Remember the Alamo boys? You fellas remember Brian Spayton, don't you? Remember that rebel yell we used? I remember it. And here's it goes. Oh, yeah! The holes in spades are outside. They'll do until you take some weapons from the others. I have two guns to lead the way. Come on, open it up. The fireman's strength inspired the men from San Antonio. They remembered Brian Spayton. They remembered the rebel yell. And they remembered the Alamo. The heritage of fighting men had not been entirely beaten down. They shorned the castle. The lone ranger was at the door. Two shots broke the lock. The door slammed open. And the masked man leaped into a great hall. While butch and several of the others had gathered. What's that gun? In the hall, holes and raced and scrubs were swung with frenzy power. And from time to time, the masked man was starting to spark. To keep one of the outlaws from bringing his own gun into play. Make your way of the call! The outlaws had never seen that fury and determination. They fell back, retreating toward the stairs. But the tech news kept advancing. Come on, turn to the stairs! With all the masked man watched for guns. As fast as one of Jekyll's men produced a firearm, the lone ranger snapped a shot. One more day there, keep going! Step by step, those men advanced. And the way ahead was clear. They stormed into the tower room, tore open boxes and cases. The law is waiting down below. Clear everything up the window! Sir, here's the stunning machine. Here's the law that takes money! Well, there, and there, and there, and there. They caught the evidence. He and his men lost no time. They rushed into the castle and captured the members of the outlaw band, most of whom were badly beaten and unconscious. To you, Senor, as they may ask, we are deeply indebted. If these men from Texas, you made the next work possible. We have them all, including the guards from the gate. All but the leader, Senor Jekyll himself. Well, Jekyll will be brought here and so will my horse, and they bring the back. When Paul heard the big bell sound in the night, he built camp and brought Jekyll and Silver to the castle. Jekyll's men had all recovered consciousness. They were a sorry outfit as they stood in the moonlight with their hands and feet bound. The lone ranger stood beside his great horse, Silver. He was preparing to mount when Jose Armando spoke. I told your friend, Senor, the men from Texas, to work themselves to Horses. I know you did, Jose. They told me. Also, I wish to say, Senor, I spoke to Don Carlos about you. I sent him the bullet of silver, and he told me... Now, look, look, Jose. The people over the stacks, they're ready to leave. They're not even going to wait till morning. But, Senor, they owe much to you. The government of Mexico owes much to you. And I, well, I, too, shall be promoted. And I owe that to you. Adios, Jose. It is good to be called. Give it again. Let's go, sir. Let's go. I owe that masked man something, too. I owe him plenty. Oh, yes. Yes, Senor Jekyll. You can think of that dead while you are in jail. Who is he? He, Senor. He is the lone ranger. I owe him... Created by George W. Trendle, produced by Trendle Campbell Enterprises, and directed by Charles D. Livingston. Tonight's drama was written by Fran Stryker. A part of the lone ranger is played by Blake Beamer.
