The Deputy for Tumbleweed | The Lone Ranger (04-22-42)

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With his faithful Indian companion subtle, the masked rider of the planes led the fight for

law and order in the early western United States. The stories of his strength and courage is

daring and resourcefulness have come down to us through the generations and nowhere in the pages

of history can one find a greater champion of justice. Return with us now to those thrilling days

of yesterday year. From all the past come the thundering who feeds of a great horse silver.

The long ranger rides again.

As the long ranger and Tato approach the town of Beacon City in the heart of the cattle country

they saw strange sight. Thousands of sheets of paper tossed in the breeze came

told them like a snowstorm. Masked man leads over to one side and snatch more large squares

out of the air. Right up Tato, see what this is. What happened in Beacon City?

All the dishes of Bob Turner's newspapers seems to be flying around the wind and up newspaper.

Yes, this is the front page of the Beacon City Star. We know Bob Turner.

Need a long time go. You are the most honest pie there's in this part of the country.

I wonder if uh what matter his paper has an editorial on the front page.

Turner fired both barrels what he's saying. The third sheriff has been killed since the first

of the year. Something to back. Turner's demanding that the people organize and throw out the

crypts that are trying to run Beacon City and that's why a paper flying free on wind.

If there's something that's happened come on Tato, let's find out. Get him up this cow.

The office of the Beacon City Star was one of wildest order as ace wheels and two rough companions

won heavy access right left. The big glass window had been shattered and the jagged bits of glass

were strewn about the floor furniture. Three men in a place held heavy access and with these

they concentrated upon the structure of everything the office held. The valuable printing press

which had brought in the ease of great expense was already broken beyond repair and one of the men

continued to smash the broken parts to increase the ruin. Chairs, tables, another

furniture were being smashed with kindling wood. The large filing cabinets of letters were

smashed open and the consents were scattered. Wheels all beneath the arranged pipe and rolls

against one wall. He shot it. Kill that case of type. Some of it always goes on next up.

That's it now rip up it's a black paper. We'll fix it so he won't put it in his paper again for a

long time. There's a knife on it's up to 20. That's measures you're kept while I'm out of

all ranger and tonne of charts. I'm going to draw the hard bits of the face of the first man.

I'm scrolling across the floor. A masked man dodged the blow by wheels and jabbed the lead in the stomach.

The third of the record's landed the blow in the back of the lone ranger's head to stung him

entirely. They're not enough bleak to one side, mowing up a lone ranger to gain his balance.

From the floor a bleak drew his gun. He was just about to fire when the lone ranger whirls.

That's his only gun from his holsters.

My hand, my hand. No more gun players.

Don't hit me again. Get out of your feet.

Go, my hand. My hand is broken. You're at the wall and you missed me. Get up.

Get in my hand, put up my hand. I'll keep you in your pocket.

Oh, you needn't drag me up on my hand.

Keep an eye on those others, and I'll talk to them sometimes.

No, wait. You've got no right. I know you.

Your ace wills. You're on the cafe. You're on one of it.

I saw the last cop. You're the beacon city star. You didn't like it.

Look here, stranger. We can handle things in big and city without your interference.

I don't like the way you handle them. Where's Bob Turner?

None of your business. You came for hit me. Where's Turner?

I said it with you. He's holding me. He's holding his house.

Where's his house?

About a half mile to the south.

White house for the green shutters.

Well, as you're going to settle for the damage you've done here,

soon as Turner figures across and putting the newspaper back in business.

If you've injured Turner, you're also going to pay for that.

Yeah. And we'll see who does the plan.

Take your friends and get out, huh?

I'll get square with you. Get out.

All right. All right.

And you go to.

I'm going back and square for a bus to tell you to just wait.

And I'll turn you back to the windows tunnel.

A dog will shoot you in the back.

That's right.

A simple little mess of this newspaper office.

I don't know if the press can be repaired.

Badly smashed.

And this happened because Turner tell truth, Turner.

You've got to get to his house and see if he's hurt.

Come on, come on.

First man, the severed deer is fighting for these whales.

I hate to be in their shoes.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Better get out of here, boys.

Folks, don't do them things to the raised whales.

All right, madam, tell us.

The big fella.

He knows he turned his ass.

The wheels keep our horses with us.

Oh, boy.

The lone range of remembered Tom Turner from an earlier acquaintance.

He knew that the publisher was utterly fearless,

daring and determined.

He knew that he was a firm believer in the freedom of the press,

and the fact that lawlessness must be stamped out.

He knew that Turner must be badly beaten by the hoodlums,

and realized that the destruction of the newspaper

would be a far greater blow than any physical damage

that might have been done.

His one hope was that Turner was still willing to fight.

He didn't talk to you.

What a coward thing.

Yes, I seem to think it wills to do whatever he wants to.

It's a bad situation for any time.

I hope Turner's not hurt.

Nobody near his house.

Now, after this, I don't suppose anyone will bear

be seen talking to him.

Oh, fellas, today was a good day.

I know.

You better stay here with the horses.

Uh, me keep close watch.

Keep a sharp watch with a solid wall behind your back.

Oh, nice man.

Do come in.

How's Bob?

He is lit.

He's in the next room.

You're his wife?

Yes, I'm Mary Turner.

Bob, are you right up to the office and go in?

And he saw Willis and his friends come out.

He's doing it.

He's finished me.

Yeah, he take a look at you.

A bad booze on your head.

It's nothing.

It'll wind up.

It's Madou's people.

How badly is the office, Rick?

Oh, it's going to take a lot of work and a lot of money

to get your paper going again.

I can't do it.

Willis won't let me come through.

You're not through, Turner.

I was used when a gang of crooked cats

can do what Willis and his friends have done to a town

there's no place for an honest man.

I don't get a make a place.

Oh, you've made the start.

They'll go on from there.

Hey, I'll show you.

Yes, Mary said you didn't.

You'll have to get out of town, friend.

They'll shoot you the same as they did those three shares.

I won't turn my back to them.

Now, look here, Bob.

There must be some honest man in Beacon City.

You will be most of them are honest,

but they can't fight a gang like Willis is.

Willis wouldn't have a gang of outlaws.

That is unless they use them for something.

What's his game?

Cat and Rishlin.

Oh, Beacon City's a stubble of place in the trailer North Country.

Willis gets friendly with a herd drive as he commends to Cat 3.

He learns where Catler being moved.

And his men go and get the long morns.

Willis, they take the stolen cattle.

Nobody knows except the gang.

I see.

They've got to hide out somewhere.

But there's no telling where it is.

Have there's no use.

You can do anything.

Willis is too strong.

You don't want to get killed for trying.

And we'll say, Bob, who is the Sheriff now?

Willis supported North Galut called Tumbleweed.

Yes, he'll do anything Willis tells him, not with a hoot.

I see.

Uh, how can I find him here?

Well, if he's not sprawled over a table, they can't see.

He'll be in his office.

All right.

And that'll be my first stop.

But wait, you can't.

Bob, Bob, can you round up the honest men quietly and secretly?

Might be able to with the...

You know who they are?

I guess so.

Well, and get them ready for a fight.

And you count them to fight?

If there's anything too fightful.

Uh, say, a decent town, a place to live in peace with their families.

It fought for it.

It fought hard.

If there was any chance, you wouldn't...

Get them together.

Tell them that there is a chance of winning.

But what are you going to do?

I...

I'm going to call on the sheriff.

And I'm going to make a few arrests.

That evening, found Will still raging over the manor in which the masked man had handled him.

In his cafe, he found a card to mask his feelings with a fixed smile and a congenial manner.

One of his men whispered to him and he saw it to a table where a white haired man was seated.

Oh, strange-ish.

Tell me you're driving your herd, nor the wrecking they told you right.

My name is Will's.

This is my place here.

That's first rate.

I always make it a practice to stand cheap for a man that's handling the kettle.

I figure a man thinks nothing of my place to stop all over the manor.

At least they can do his bad dream.

No, that's down right nice of you, Mr. Will.

Help yourself from now on. It's on the house.

Well, this is something first rate.

Handling of the herd, 1,200 heads.

Well, that takes some handling.

Yep, sure does.

Yep, he is out.

Here you go.

You were...

You want to be careful if there's been a pack of outlaws operating around here?

Well, we're watching out.

The last time a herd was put through your little pairs, it was rated.

That's a bad diesel landing.

It is, eh?

Yes.

You can't see what's hidden on the rocks on the side of the pairs.

Your men could be picked off before they could fire a shirt.

That's something to know.

I thought I'd better tell you, as long as you're strange in this country.

We're trying to prevent any more kettle robberies.

It gives a section of bad name.

Well, thanks, Mr. Will's, for telling me.

You can scurried your little pairs if you want to.

That'd be a good idea.

Is your kettle grazing now?

Yeah.

Now, if you haven't put it to graze too far from here,

where I can show you how to avoid your little pair.

It's ain't so far.

Only about seven miles east on the range.

How many men have you?

I've got about a dozen, mm-hmm.

Well, just a minute.

I'll get a pencil and paper and show you how to avoid the pairs.

That'd be right.

Friendly, I'll be Mr. Will's.

Excuse me for a minute.

What's your name, Mr. Will's?

Pete, 1,200-hit, seven miles east.

It's on the range with about a dozen men.

I said, you know what to do.

I'll get the boys to get them to take care of that kettle tonight.

You can depend on me, boss.

So long.

So long.

Where's Mr. Will's?

Where's Mr. Will's?

Hey, what's the matter, Tomberley?

No, it's the deputy.

It's deputy service.

What?

I just got away.

He'd get here.

He'd come into my office away.

We're going to have a mask.

Mask.

Sweet, you hear that?

Yeah, I hear.

Go on, Tomberley.

What did he do?

Well, he made me swear.

I mean, there's a deputy and give him a bag.

I didn't have no choice.

I had to do it.

Mask and all.

Why, we've been looking all over for him.

I can't tell my name.

No, no, no, no, no, no, Mr. Will's.

I couldn't help myself.

And I think you need a deputy.

I'll tell you how to afford it.

I know.

He couldn't help a man.

No, he couldn't.

Honest, he couldn't.

I don't know why he wants the bag.

But then he wanted it.

They call it serious, a mask man.

Yes, there's the couldn't.

All right, you're all covered.

Now get him.

Come on, let's feed your guns for the others.

How long will get hurt?

He's got a dozen men with him.

I'm backed by men of this town who want to see law and order.

Today with the law, we're putting Will's bleak and jake hastings under the rack.

Are you crazy?

There's the crazy men of the movies, Will's.

Oh, you haven't had enough yet.

Well, turn to the next town.

You heard anything to say, Will's.

You can say it in court.

Hey, there guns away.

All right, all right, all right.

You won't keep me until you're long.

And when I'm out, this town will be too small.

For you and every man that's with you.

Who will we eat?

We'll take the job of Gerdnese.

But, but, but, our whole family.

Thank you.

It's what am I arrested for?

It even asked that, Will's.

The three of you are wrecked the newspaper office.

There's a law against that sort of thing.

That law applies to you.

The same as it would do anyone else.

Now get going.

All right, all right, all right, all right.

The curtain falls on the first act of our long ranger story.

Before the next exciting scenes,

please permit us to pause for just a few moments.

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Virginia, we are counting on you.

Republicans want to steal enough seats in Congress

to raid the next election

and wield unchecked power for two more years.

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and let voters decide not politicians.

Vote yes by April 21st.

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Now to continue our story.

Ace Will's and one of his friends were in the small stone jail

and bleak the other handsman was in the cell

adjoining the sheriff's office.

After his fury subsided, the cold logic

that was part of Will's makeup became dominant.

Take it easy, Jake.

Be out of here in the morning.

Well, the idea of it, that masked man

making himself a deputy sheriff.

I won't hold it against the old tumbleweed.

He had to swear the masked man in.

He had no choice.

I know, but what about all things?

You and Bleak and me charge were smashing up the newspaper office.

Colonel, think you got off muddy easy

when he sees the next things that happened, John.

Where's the rest of the gang?

Why don't they come tear this jail apart?

I sent Pete out to take him on a little job.

Tonight?

Yes.

When Pete gets back in the morning, he'll hear about this.

Then you bring the gang?

Right.

Why did they put the two of us here

and bleak over in the sheriff's office?

I don't know.

How far away does the gang have to go to take care of this job?

Not very far.

Cattle job?

Yeah.

At old time, I saw you talking to him in your cafe?

Yeah.

He's got around 1200 head and grease

and with around a dozen men towards the herd.

Pete and the boys won't have any trouble moving that livestock.

He'll take care of it tonight.

They're probably taking care of it, right?

Yeah.

Pete and the gang of russlers rode through the night

toward an expensive plane where cattle graze.

There's the cattle boys.

See any of the writers?

They'll see us.

You know what to do when you do see them?

Drill them.

Right up.

Oh, we're going to drive that stock to the usual hideout.

That's right.

Bring it up.

Bring it up, boys.

Hold on.

Now what?

Boys will use the usual methods.

Right in the heart with guns blazing.

Stampede that herd, drive them to a hideout.

Left you, Tim.

Can you ride wing on the north?

Rest of us will take care of this side.

All right.

Anyone see any of the cowhands?

They're asylum.

Maybe they're on the other side of the critters.

Oh, maybe they figured the long holes.

They'd take care of themselves.

And they went to town for the light.

If you see anyone, let him have lead.

Ready now?

All right.

Then let's get going.

Get on there!

The land of off-laws charged at the herd with guns rolling.

The off-road experts are starting a damn beat.

I knew exactly how to do it in a minimum of time.

They charged the cattle shouting wildly and firing the guns close range.

All those no-time-a-peacefully-saving herd was transformed into a wild mass of plenty.

Half prey is fear-written beasts.

These cars used the power of the ground in an increasing roar,

trying to escape the men and guns of their fear.

The off-road wore expertly, keeping pace with the charging waves of long horns.

While guiding them toward a distant and well-hitting valley,

they'll have their time in their headquarter now.

Our riding by the thieves kept the mass of long horns packed in close to the sides.

And men who had been on guard were nowhere to be seen.

They might have snuck on to town.

Maybe they got scared from the house.

No one complains about hiding them.

All right.

He didn't stab it.

Faster they go, the sooner they get to the hideout.

The meantime, turn it on the lone range.

We're in the sheriff's office, the gold tumbleweed.

I don't know what's to come of me after this.

Mr. Wills is going to be mad at me.

Wills isn't jailed tumbleweed.

As long as he's there, he can't hurt you.

I know, but Wills isn't.

We'd be going to pay for every bit of damage they've done to my printing press

and whose people office.

No, look, Jenna.

You know we won't never do that.

You know how Wills has got this town in the palm of his hand?

What has happened?

Well, I'll tell you.

In the morning, his men will hear about this.

Maybe we'll jail his men.

Yeah, but what's the charge?

You can't prove anything again.

I'll see.

They'll get Wills out, and even if they don't,

he'll go free when he goes on trial.

What do we use?

Have to pay your fine.

He'll pay it, then he'll start in to get it right back.

Maybe we do.

You know it.

Will as I do with his gangsta, his cattle.

Oh, dad, write it all, Jenna.

No one's one thing in provenance.

Another.

You can't just say a man's a thief.

You got to prove it.

There's no proof.

Turner, we'll clear out in the tumbleweed.

Think it over.

All right, whatever you see.

Oh, no, look here.

Won't you please give me back that doubly bad

and get clear of bacon city?

Well, when I'm finished here.

Oh, my finish is going to come a long time before that.

But now you're a prisoner, tumbleweed.

If he gets out, he'll hold you responsible.

What am I into?

Why do I ever take this job a share of him?

Hey, deputy, you were the mask.

Well, look, this woman is a regular jail for three men.

Why can't you put Bleeking with Asin Jake?

Why leave him here where I got to guard him?

It'd be too hard with three of them in one cell.

Maybe around a couple of hours, tumbleweed

and take your place on guard so you can get some sleep.

But my shape's alive.

You wait, tumbleweed.

No, Bleeking, you leave me be.

Maybe if you're in luck, it's barred door.

I'll talk to you soon to let you stay alive.

I won't listen to you.

And I'll stop talking to me.

We're going to get out anyway, tumbleweed.

You know that, don't you?

I don't know what I'm saying.

You keep me here and you'll be sorry for it.

Hey, Bleeking, you know what'll happen to you?

I won't listen to you.

I'm hanging from listening.

Look into that mask, man.

Do it if you let me out.

Nothing.

You can tell them I escaped.

They won't shoot you for it.

But you keep me here and you'll be shot sure as my name is Bleeking.

Stop talking, I can't you now, stop it.

Well, it's your time to make me stop.

You're in luck, tumbleweed.

You know that.

So we've got company.

Well, what do you want?

I don't know if you know me.

I'm sort of a stranger in town.

What do you want here?

Nothing, Mr. Sheriff.

I've just sent over some hot coffee for you.

You reckon it'll taste real good?

Well, I don't know.

It sure will.

It sure will.

I was coming this way and they asked me to fetch you to you.

I've got to herd a cattle near town and I'm going to take it north.

That'll hold you.

That was done meat.

Yeah, yeah.

Where are you?

And just follow orders, that's all.

So you're talking to the wheels and the can't feed you?

That's right.

Mr. Will's was right fine to me.

He warned me about art laws nearby.

I reckon the mask man was in with him, eh?

Yeah, yeah, sure.

Anyhow, when I heard that Mr. Will's was jail,

I figured I'd help him out.

Just a second, I'll have this here door unlocked.

You won't be sorry for this.

I got the keys here.

One second now, I have to find the right one.

You want to get to the hideout as fast as you can.

Hideout?

Yes, you horses have them waiting out in back of this building.

What about wheels and jeek?

I was told to send you to the hideout as fast as you can get there.

That's all I know.

All right.

Hey, yeah.

Better get you done and travel fast.

Right.

This is my gun and dog right here on the desk.

Stay here and make sure the sheriff stays the way he is.

If he starts showing them, he signs they're getting conscious.

Retman ahead again.

As soon as he left the sheriff's office,

Bleek headed north for the hills.

A narrow pass between sheer walls

led into a wide, well-watered valley.

Conflicts steers could be seen in the moonlight.

At one side, there was a low house in which lanterns burned.

Bleek joined the gang in the house.

Bleek, where'd you come from?

From the sheriff's office.

I've been locked up there.

Locked up?

Yeah.

Where's Bleek from, Jake?

Right here?

No, unless I saw Bleek.

He was in his cafe.

He gave me orders.

What did you locked up for?

And that old-fool sheriff?

I'm only here.

Yeah.

He appointed the new deputy.

A man with a face mask.

He was working with Turner.

And he came into the cafe with a dozen of more men from town.

They jugged the three of us for wrecking the newspaper office.

You mean the bosses in jail?

That's what I'm saying.

But I thought he got out by this time.

Not that we know of.

We just got here with a new lot of cattle.

How did you get out?

No comment.

He even cracked some of the weed on the head.

Then let you out.

Yeah.

I was told to get here fast so I came.

Who's the cow, man?

And I know.

He said he had a lot of cattle.

He was moving north.

I saw him talking to the wilds in the cafe.

We was warned about outlaws around him.

Hold on.

I wonder if he's the owner of the critters we just brought in.

You mean to keep my station here?

Not some hand.

Hang it all.

There's something minor funny about this.

Why'd he let you go free?

Well, a beat.

He didn't know his cattle was to be stole.

No, it was a good thing.

Well, I'll risk the gun.

Smash them.

Well, the risk of the gun is too low.

Low risk is in charge here.

Oh, Ranger.

Bleak your fool.

They let you out so you'd show them where the hideout was.

No matter of fact, you were allowed to steal the cattle

so you'd bring it here.

Otherwise.

The name was on your side.

It didn't supposed to be you.

You're only two horned poll cats.

Didn't you, russers, think it was Marty odd?

There weren't no guards on those long horns.

Oh, that's it.

I didn't knock old tumbleweed out, Bleak.

In fact, he's right here with us.

I hear him coming inside to speak for myself.

He's not at cow-towards.

He's wheels like every other snake in town.

So there was too old and worthless to be a good sheriff.

Well, I'm going to be the sheriff that cleaned out the crooks

and beat you city.

You mean you talked about cows to wheels?

No need to have us get them.

Alone, Ranger.

Hope he'd make a play for him.

When wheels did sold that proof, he was in with all you crooks.

And while your crooks is busy stealing my friend's cattle,

my deputy sheriff led the arrest of ace wheels and his two sidecakes.

Well, probably find a lot of cattle has been stolen from other ranchers.

He'll wield your show will.

There's three times as many head here in this valley as I had.

Well, we'll check the brands and notify the owner.

Now, wait.

Looks here.

Tumbleweed, maybe we can...

Where'd it show to my hands, Bleak?

That man with the mask is my deputy and he's in charge.

You won't need me anymore, Tumbleweed.

I think Bob Turner and the Honest Men in town will back you from now on.

We sure will.

But Will's in jail and his gang smashed.

The Honest Men will have a chance to say a few things.

Tumbleweed, great day.

Don't you resign as deputy to meet and find a jail,

big enough to hold this pack of crooks.

You won't need a jail?

No, of course you won't.

Tumbleweed, we'll just give back the cattle and move away from here.

That would be all right, won't it?

I don't know how I can stop you.

I got no jail, big enough.

What about a deputy?

It's out of our hands, Tumbleweed.

I hear Tumble riding in.

You'll have some men with it.

Here's where you crooks get the surprise of your life.

What do you mean?

Those critters are mine that you stole.

Eric, you sure be sorry you stole that particular mess along horns?

How many men are stopping outside?

Who was there?

I didn't follow.

Become soldiers outside.

Good.

Bleak, that cattle had been sold to the army.

You stole the property of the United States and the trip is going to take charge.

Yes, sir.

Are those soldiers?

They are.

There's your prison.

It's here, army prison for you.

Won't ask me surprise when he learns that he's a prisoner of Uncle Sam.

Here's Tumbleweed.

Here's the deputy badge.

Hold on.

Hold on.

Stop that mask, man.

I've got to talk him in the stand as my deputy sheriff.

He's worth a hundred regular deputies.

Stop him.

You want it as now, Tumbleweed?

That's a big fella.

Come on, come on.

Get him up.

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President Barack Obama. Virginia, we are counting on you. Republicans want to steal enough

seats in Congress to raid the next election and wield unchecked power for two more years.

But you can stop them by voting yes by April 21st. Help put our elections back on a level

playing field and let voters decide not politicians. Vote yes by April 21st.

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President Barack Obama. Virginia, we are counting on you. Republicans want to steal enough seats in

Congress to raid the next election and wield unchecked power for two more years. But you can stop

them by voting yes by April 21st. Help put our elections back on a level playing field and let

voters decide not politicians. Vote yes by April 21st. Paid for by Virginians for fair elections.