Lone Ranger (17:16)
Where are they going to? Over the edge. They're hightailed. What happened anyway? It was my fault. Marshall Cox had them on the slope and let them have it. I guess they saw how many guns we had in the coach and decided not to attack. You were supposed to let them fire first, keep out of sight until they did. I just got excited. I'm sorry. This means our chance is gone. I'm afraid so. Because they're well mounted. You wouldn't be able to catch them. What do we do then? There's nothing for you and your men to do but ride back to town. I'm going to follow their trail and find out where they make camp. Come on, Silver. It was late that evening before the Lone Ranger returned to Mountain City. He reined up in the back of the marshal's office, slipped from the saddle and knocked to the back door. Seem to be a lot of men out in the street. I wonder what's going on. Howdy. You got back all right? Yes, Johnny. Were you able to follow the trail? It wasn't hard. They're still camped out at Circle Lake. Can't we ride out there and clean them out? I don't think so. Morgan only sent a few of his men to hold up the stage. A lot of them at the lake. And they have a strong position. Ask Driscoll out in front. What's he yelling about? Let's find out. We don't have to go outside. Just open the window. Keno, I say you met a loco. You've still got all your furs piled up in your tents out in the meadow. You know that Kurt Morgan's up the mountain. What's to stop him from staging a raid and robbing up everything you've got? Just let him try it. We'll sell him. Full of laughs. You couldn't stand him off. He's got too many men and he wouldn't give you any warning. If you want to save your furs, you better sell them to us right now, not at your bride. You're a cheap cook. It's the only price you'll get. Make up your mind, sir. They're going after him, Johnny. Men, let him alone. In the name of the law. Go on home, Driscoll. I have to lock you up to save your neck. Ah, you're a pack of fools. The only trouble is it's true Morgan could raid the town. I don't think you will. It's a different thing, Marshall, attacking the town and defending his camp. Besides, you've taken my advice, haven't you? You'll have guards posted. Yeah, but the attack wouldn't come without warning. Maybe the furs are safe, but what good are they if they can't help them? They can. They won't at Webster's price. Mrs. Cullens will reach fort hall tomorrow. She'll buy them. You don't expect the men to take a chance on the trail, do you? They'll have to sooner or later. Mister, what chance would two or three trappers have against Morgan's men? It can't be two or three. All of them must leave at once. And they'll have a hundred rifles to protect their furs. Sure, a hundred rifles the only way to manage it. But even so, it's going to take at least three days with pack horses and mules. That means two camps in the mountains. I'm not saying there's no danger for Morgan. There is. Those men out there face danger every day of their lives. All they need is someone to organize them. You can leave it to me. I'll tell them just what you've said. The trappers welcomed the lone rangers plan. They spent the next day in getting ready for the trail. And Johnny set the start for the following morning. But at midnight, three men met on the ridge above Circle lake. Webster Driscoll and Kurt Morgan. So you came yourself, Webster. You told Walt that I had to, didn't you? Yeah, but you're so careful. I didn't think you'd take a chance on talking with me. I need your help. Maybe you'll get it. Maybe you won't. I still haven't got over that stagecoach business. An old lady and her daughter. But what do we find instead? A wagon load of rifles and a posse riding behind. Surely you don't think I tipped off the marshal. You might have. I know a lot about you. Maybe it's too much. I know just as much about you. We have to trust each other. Yeah, with one eye watching out for a double cross. There's no chance of a double cross on this deal. I'll decide that. I just want to make sure you don't let those furs get through the fort hall. What if I do? What if the furs don't interest me? They're worth a fortune at the prices you're paying. Now, look, Kurt. You look. I don't want to be bothered with a lot of furs. Can't move fast when you got pack horses and mules trailing after you. Kurt, raid the party, drive off the men and burn the furs. Nothing could be safer than that. 10,000 for the job. 10,000. You sure don't want Mrs. Collins to do any business. I sure don't. Just burn him up, huh? That won't be much trouble. You know, Jake, I think you bought something. Welcome back, Toto. Are Mrs. Collins and her daughter safe? You made good time from the fort. Who's that? By fire? That's Driscoll. You aren't above the law, masked man. I'll have you thrown in jail for this. You take him prisoner? Yes. I persuaded him to pay our camp a little visit. He's writing letters to Colonel Graham. No, Tonto, not savvy. Why you make him write to Colonel? It's a little complicated, Tonto. A lot's happened since you left, but the explanations will have to wait. Sign the letter, Driscoll. What if I refuse? You won't, Alice. Can't hurt me. Now. Hand it over. Can I go back to town now? Not just yet. I'm going to borrow your horse for an hour or 2. But 4. What's the matter with your own? Might be recognized. Steady, boy. There you go. Kimasabi. Big fella going to deliver this letter? Oh, Colonel at point. Hundred miles away. Address of the colonel. But it wasn't meant for him. Make sure that Driscoll doesn't get away. Come on. I can't figure why Kurt makes us stand guard all night. Those fool trappers aren't going to come up here. Not if they know what's good for them. Who's that? Can't be any of the boys. They're all in camp soil. Must be. I better not take any chances. Stop or I shoot. Oh, Red. Taking the wrong trail. This will be Morgan's camp right up here. With your hands above your head. Stop. Some hombre took the wrong trail. Where is he? He wheeled his horse around there by the big tree and headed south. Didn't recognize him, huh? Well, I guess not. He was riding the sorrel. I thought it was Driscoll's. At first, but the man was bigger. Hey, look there. Didn't he drop something? Not that I noticed. There's something white on the ground by the tree. Just a piece of paper. Here. We'll take a look at it. That's all it is. What's a letter? Write a match. Sure. To Colonel Graham, Fort Hall. I am writing this letter for Mr. Webster. He's obtained definite information that Kurt Morgan and his gang intended with a dirty double crossing. Let's see who wrote this. Who? I thought so. I thought I recognized the handwriting. What's up, boss? You were right. It was Driscoll. Sorrow Driscoll wasn't riding it. I know that. Take a chance on his horse. But he wouldn't take a chance on himself. He hired somebody to deliver this. You didn't read at all, boss. What's the rest of it say? Never mind. Our plans are changed. You mean no raid tomorrow night? No raid. But there won't be many people in town after the trappers leave. The marshal and all his deputies are going with them. I know that's what you said. You and I are paying a call on Jake Webster. The following night, Jacob Webster sat alone in his office. He was worried by the unexplainable absence of his manager. And when at last he heard someone rain up outside, he sprang to his feet. It's about time. Where's he been? Driscoll, wasn't it? Oh, it's you. Yeah. Kurt Morgan. What are you doing here? There's nobody around. I want to talk with you. Come on in, Joe. You're supposed to be at Rocky Hollow. What about the raid? There's plenty of time for that. Got a morning to get there. Where are your men? Waiting. I just got thinking things over, Webster. You better pay me ahead of time. Right now. I'll pay you when the job is finished. You wouldn't argue with a six gun, would you? Oh, so this is a hold up. It don't matter what you call it. Just pick up all the money you find in that safe. Joe. Keno. It's all there. $10,000. It was waiting for you. That surprises me. Count it, Joe. It's all there. Now go on. You've got a long hard ride if you're gonna make it to Rocky Hollow before dawn. Joe and I got just one more piece of business to take care of before we leave. What's that? We're gonna fix it so you don't double cross anybody again. What are you talking about? You picked the wrong man, Jake. Now wait A minute, Kurt, put down that gun. You've got the wrong idea about something. What about you let him have it and let's get out of here, boss. Oh, you're making a mistake. You've got to listen to me. Goodbye, Webster. Oh, a mash man dropped the gun right out of his hand. Lone Ranger. With your hand? Yeah. Don't shoot. He's got Marshall.