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The Smiling Caballero | The Lone Ranger (08-14-50)
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Original Air Date: August 14, 1950Host: Andrew RhynesShow: The Lone RangerPhone: (707) 98 OTRDW (6-8739) Stars:• Brace Beemer (Lone Ranger)• John Todd (Tonto) Writer:• Fran Striker Producer:• George W. Trendle Music:• Ben Bonnell Exit music from: Round...
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Now, let's get into this episode, my special recording, the Lone Ranger. A fiery horse with the speed of light, a cloud of dust and a hearty hi O. Silver, the Lone Ranger. Before this exciting adventure, a word from our sponsor. How do you make an Airbnb a vrbo? Picture a vacation rental. Now imagine that every time you stay there, you earn rewards towards your next trip. Congrats. Now you're in a vrbo. Make it a vrbove. One key cache is not redeemable for cash and can only be used on Expedia Hotels.com and Vrbo, with his faithful Indian companion, Toto, the daring and resourceful mask rider of the Plains, 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 hoof beats of the great horse Silver. The Lone Ranger rides again. Come on, Silver. Let go. Big fellow, are you? Silver? Away with time to kill. While waiting for the Potter City blacksmith to shoe his horse, Tonto, the Indian friend of the Lone Ranger, sat down on a bench in front of the stagecoach station. He had been there but a short time when the stage arrived. Stage is in. Bring out the crash. Hi there, Pete. You're right on time, Hardy. Mr. Morgan. Where's the strong box? Right here at my feet. I'll hand it down to you. You got a hold of it? Yes. The strong box was heavy and the driver Helped the station master carry it into the office. Close the door, Pete. Right. Where's my key? Oh, here it is. This box holds over $20,000 in paper money and gold. Oh, go. That's a lot of money. Watch outside while I dial a combination on the safe. Yeah, I'm watching. Do you see anyone who looks suspicious? Nope. Stable boys are changing the horses. An Indian's helping my passenger unload his luggage. No one else around 27. The passenger's name is Prindalees widow. Frisbee's brother. When she died last month, he got her property. Show me. He plans to stay here in Powder City and go into some kind of business. Oh, thunderation. What's wrong, boy? I made a mistake. Now I've got to start dialing the combination all over again. Keep quiet while I'm doing it. Morgan concentrated on the safe, and Pete was equally absorbed in watching the street. Neither was aware of a man who moved with cat like silence from the storeroom behind the office. The man's face was covered by a large bandana. He held a saddlebag in one hand and a heavy gun in the other. Crossing the office, he stood close to Pete's back, then used his gun as a club. Morgan turned quickly at the sound of the blow. Keep quiet. You're covered. What's this? Just what it looks like. A holder. Here's a saddlebag. Should hold all the paper money that's in the strongbox. How did you learn about keep quiet and fill the saddlebag? If you stall until your driver regains consciousness, I'll have to slug him again. Another rap on the head might kill him. Those in the street didn't suspect that a robbery was taking place. The stable hands were busy with the horses while Tottle carried the last of Mr. Prindle's luggage from the stagecoach to the station platform. I'm mighty obliged to you, Indian. Oh, me? Glad to help. One more favor. Would you watch my bags while I go inside and ask the station master about hotel facilities? Me? Watch it? Thank you. Before I go inside, I'll make sure we have everything out of the stage. I'd hate to lose anything inside the office. The outlaw held his good gun unwaveringly as Morgan stuffed the paper money into the saddlebag. Never mind the gold. I'll sacrifice that. Too heavy to carry. You will never get away with this. That's my worry. Fasten my saddlebag. Is the station master here? Ever robbery thief? Morgan charged. In the split second when the outlaw's attention was diverted by Prindle's. Entrance. He seized the thief's gun hand and clutched at the bandana. The outlaw freed his hand and fired. Morgan, driven back by the impact of the bullet, maintained a death grip on the bandana, tearing it off the robber's face. Picking up the filled saddlebag, the thief ran into the back room and slammed the door. An instant later, Tahoe hurried through the front door to Prindle, who stood speechless, staring and frozen by fear. The Indian grasped the situation, and as he moved to stop the flow of blood from Morgan's wound, the stable hands, followed by Jake Brain, the acting sheriff, rushed into the office. Hey, what's going on here? What was that gunshot? Sheriff, I. I was. Speak up. You shoot Pete Morgan? No, no, no, no. I didn't do it. Pete's not shot. He's regaining quiet. You're all talking at once. Chair feet is conscious. How are you, Pete? Oh, yeah, I'm all right, except for a headache. Guess I was hit from behind. What's happened to the boss? He was shot. Him live. Wounded. Band him need doctor. I'll go get Doc Brady. Well, that's a good idea. You, mister, what's your name? Prindle. Joe Prindle. I was a passenger on the stagecoach. You said something about a thief? Yes, I saw him. He had a bandana on his face. He shot the station master, then picked up a saddlebag and ran that way into the back room. Huh. He must have gone out the back door. Lem, you go and see if there's any sign of him. Look. But he's probably gotten away by this. Wendell, tell me what you know about this. I. I came into the office and saw the stage driver lying on the floor and a man holding a gun on the station master. He fired as the station master reached for the bandana that covered his face. Morgan's still holding the bandana. He must have torn it off. He did. Did you see the thief's face? Oh, yes. Did Morgan? I don't know, but I doubted he was shot so fast. But I know that thief. If I saw him again, I'd know him anywhere. That being the case, you're an important witness, Mr. Prindle. Oh, I hope that crook doesn't kill you. It was late afternoon when Tato left town and rode to a nearby woods to join the Lone Ranger in camp. He told about the shooting and robbery and finished by saying so. Crook steal $10,000 in paper money. That's a lot of money. Is the deputy sheriff planning to guard the witness? Him go with Brindle. To hotel get room there. Have man stand guard. Oh, good. What did the doctor say about the station master? Station master wounded bad, but him get well. Him conscious. When me leave town. Did he see the face of the thief? No, Prindle. Only one who see face. Tono, you said the thief escaped through the back door of the station. Not right. Him have horse waiting there. I was going to ask about that. Or were there any tracks? Ah, Deputy sheriff look and him find fresh hoof marks made by horse. A thief posse poly tracks. Me go with them. Tracks clear for only short way. Then lost on hard ground. Posse turn back. Maybe them give up too soon. Do you think we could follow the crook's trail farther than the posse? Ah, me thinks so. Well, it's too late to try today, but we'll start tomorrow at sunrise and see what we can do. The following morning, the Lone Ranger and Toto rode to the place where the posse had given up the search for the outlaws trail. Beyond that point, they spent several hours riding back and forth forth on soft ground in search of recently made hoof marks that might be those of the thief's horse. They were near the edge of a woods that bordered the stage trail when they heard a team approaching and drew rein stagecoach. Dotto. Ah, did not leave town yesterday, but driver hit and head. So trip foot off till today. Is the driver of that stage the man who was knocked out? Him same one. There's a passenger in there. Wasabi him Prindle. Prindle? You mean the witness? That right. Him leave town. There no witness left. I wonder why he's leaving. Me not know him say him stay. Let's stop that stage get. We'll continue our Lone Ranger adventure in just a moment. How do you make an Airbnb? A VRBO picture a vacation rental with a host who's showing you every room like you've never seen a house before. Now get rid of them. There you go. No host ever. Now it's a vrbo. Make it a vrbo. With the American Express Platinum card, you can unlock over $1,500 in value annually with statement credits on select purchases and other benefits. That means getting access to even more of your favorite things. More jet setting, more trend setting, and more resetting. And downward dog. The stage is set for you to do even more with the American Express Platinum Card. Learn more@americanexpress.com US Explore Platinum Terms apply. Per Dio Sutra bajo redujeron susoras presente su solicitud hoy mismi smocon del Departamento de Emplude, Oregon Es gratis Basil y servicios de ponibles. Yame al uno. Ocho. Siete, siete. Tres, cuatro. Cinco. Tres. Cuatro. Ocho. Cuatro. Now to continue. Lone Ranger, riding well ahead of Toto, quickly overtook the the stage, then rode alongside and shouted to the driver, re in. Stop the team. Don't shoot. Hold your fire Off. Don't shoot, mister. I'm not going to shoot. I just want to talk to your passenger. To me? Yes, Mr. Prindle. Oh, Scott Hope. Hello. Oh, that Indian. I saw him in town yesterday. I think you're both acquainted with todo. Oh, Mr. Prince. Hello, Tono. Tano. Are you in cahoots with this mayor style Hood? Oh, him good friend. Him Lone Ranger. Who? What's that? Did you say he's the Lone Ranger? That's right. Oh, come on. You stop worrying, Prindle. This man's on our side of the law. I hope so, Mr. Prindle. Tahoe told me about the robbery and shooting you witnessed. He gave me the impression that you intended to remain in Powder City. I did intend to, but I've changed my mind. I don't want to be murdered. By whom? The thief who shot and nearly killed the station master last night. A shot was fired through the window of my hotel room. It just missed me. Then the thief must have been in town last night. He may still be there. I don't care where he is. I'm getting away. Far away. Did you tell Deputy Frayne you were leaving Powder City? Yes, he said. He didn't blame me. Mr. Prindle, a few years ago, the west was nothing but a wilderness, peopled only by Indians and wild animals. Those were the enemies to be faced by the pioneers from the East. What about it? Every settlement was founded by men and women with the courage to face the enemies and the strength to conquer them. If those people had turned back when they first met hardship or danger, our country couldn't have expanded. What's that got to do with me? You're giving up. You're retreating from danger. Do you expect me to go to Powder City and wait for that killer to get me? I expect you to go back, help bring an outlaw to justice and establish your home. Oh, God, Prindle, he talks good things, but I. That is a viper. Well, if the law could give me some assurance that I'd be protected, I'll give you this much assurance. No one will kill you without first killing Tanu and me. Brindle that settles it. What do you mean, that settles? That kind of assurance from the Lone Ranger's enough for any man. And it's gotta be enough for you. I'm taking you back to Potter City. Get around there now. Get around there. Easy. Easy. Get up. Get up. Later the same morning, Deputy Jake Frayne finished his desk work in the sheriff's office, then went to the house where he lived alone. He closed the door, then crossed the living room and opened the bedroom door. The coast is clear. Cars. Lake. Come on out. Quindle would have recognized the man who walked out of the bedroom as the thief who had shot the station master. He had been hiding in the deputies home since the previous evening when, after riding on hard ground to baffle pursuers, he had sneaked back into town. Has Prindle left town? Yes, and I'm in the clear. The shot I fired through the hotel window did the drink. Brindle was mighty eager to leave on the stage. It's a good thing you had me working with you, Kars Lake. It's the easiest money ever earned. Hey, who's that? Oh, take it easy, Karslake. You're in the clear. If someone sees me here in your house. They do. Everyone knows you and I are friends. I'll see you at the door. Well, hi, friends. Pete. Howdy, Karslake. Howdy. What are you doing here? Thought you were on the road with the stagecoach. I was, but I turned back. Why? Man we met on the trail persuaded Prindle to come back and stay in town so he'll be on hand to testify against the thief when and if he's caught me on the trail. Cars. Lake, neither you nor friend would believe me if I told you the sheriff. Did you meet him? Nope. I'm not telling you just now. I. I stopped at your office FR one of the men said you'd come home. I left prendolaries waiting to see. Well, I'll go and see him. Right. I'll take his luggage back to the hotel. Yeah. Goodbye. Goodbye. Take it easy. Listen, when you talked me into this job, you said it'd be easy. You said you'd have no trouble covering everything while you were in charge of the sheriff's office. Don't hurry. Ah, you couldn't even get rid of the witness. I got him out of town. He didn't stay. You wish he had. Now what are you gonna do? I'll get rid of Krindle. Permanently. You mean. You know what I mean. Come with me. Where? To my office. Have you lost Your mind? I've been hiding since yesterday just so Sprint wouldn't see me. Now you want me to go right to the sheriff's office where he's waiting. You won't have to go inside. Just wait outside the door in case I need you. Come on. Tonto met Pete at the hotel to help unload Quindle's luggage. While the Lone Ranger waited with a witness in the sheriff's office. Karslake and Deputy Frayne approaching the sheriff's office saw a big white stallion tied to the hitch rail. That horse must belong to someone in the office. It's a fine looking animal. Sure is. You suppose the owner is the man Pete met on the trail? Might be. If he's in the office with Prindle, things are likely to be complicated. He leave it to me. Cars. Lake. I'll go ahead just as we planned and size up the situation. You wait here. Brian. Leave the door open. Hello, Deputy Frame. Hello, Prindle. Mast. Hello, Frain. Who are you? Didn't Pete the driver tell you? No. Put your hands up. Go see your gun. Deputy. Deputy Frame. This man is the Lone Ranger. The lung. I don't believe it. It's true. Pete will tell you. He's easily fooled, Prindle. And so are you. I'm convinced this is the man who shot Morgan and stole the money. Get your hands up, mister. I'm not fooling brain. I have credentials in my pocket. Keep those hands high. Come in here, Carslake. I know this man is not the thief. Shut up, Prindle. Masked man, huh? Where's Karslake? Close the door and draw your gun. Cover Prindle. You. What about me? You're the one. You stole that money and shot Morgan. Iced your hand Spindles. Frame. Batman. He's the thief. Frame knows it. Who's the masked man? Frame, according to Prindle, leads the Lone Ranger. But as far as I'm concerned, he's the owl who to rob the stage line. That smart figure sounds convincing when we say that he came here and shot Prindle. Who could identify him then got shot shop by me. That's a good story. Take one of his guns cars Lake and use it on Prindle. Don't. Don't kill me. As cars. Lake holstered his gun and stepped forward, reaching for one of the masked mans. The Lone Ranger made his lightning bid for life. His lifted arms came down. No. The edge of his right hand copped at the side of cars Lake's neck. Come here, you. With his left hand, the Lone Ranger Grabbed the outlaw's shirt and pulled. Cars lake close shooting, you kill your partner. Cars Lake, half done, served as a momentary shield. The next instant he was rocketed by a hard jump. Aren't you stumbling backwards? He crashed into Jake Brain and both men fell to the floor. I'll kill you. You're too slow. Oh my. The masked man fired from the hip. His bullet smashed Frame's arm. I'll get him. No car Flake's gun with bullet smashed before it cleared the holster. You want more gun place Hazel. No. No. Don't shoot again. Hold your fire. The door flew open to admit Pete, the driver, Toto and the coroner. There's a man who stole the cash and shot Morgan. And the deputy sheriff was in cahoots with him. Framed. All right. Pick up their guns. T me get him cars like the crook. He stole the cash and shot Morgan. Bring your Pope cat. Don't try to put all the blame on me with your idea. You figured you could get away with a cash while the sheriff was out of town. Shut up, Karsley. Where's the money? Half of it's in Crane's house. That's his share. Where's the other half? I got it. My pocket. Otto, you better find some rope and tie those men. You don't need rope. I know where the sheriff keeps his handcuffs. Take charge of these two until the sheriff returns. Who are you? The Coroner. Good enough. You have the authority to take charge until the sheriff returns. I'll help you corner here. Mr. Coroner, I. I'd like to help too, if I may. Yes, indeed. I know we're no longer needed. Not right. Or can't you stay around? No. Pete Trunnel and I have a long way to travel. Thank you for. For sending me back. Trindle. You see now why the west lived Honest men with the courage to fight crooks like cars, lakes and even worse crooks like Crane who use a public office to aid criminals. Adios. Go on. Goodbye, Prindle. As the masked man says, you've seen why the west needs honest men. You've likewise seen the west most honest man in action. I mean, the Lone Ranger. With the American Express Platinum card, you can unlock over 1500 dollars in value annually with statement credits on select purchases and other benefits. 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