The Legend of the Lone Ranger Page #3

but the man I brought here

is my brother.

And I will protect his life

with my own if I have to.

And if I'm wrong

and he proves to be an enemy,

then I, Tonto, will decorate my lance

with his white man's hair.

But until that day comes,

let him not be judged by his color,

but by his heart

as a man and a friend.

What is it that brings

two friends together

or sends the waves to the sand?

And what is it that drives

a creature of nature

to reach out to the world of man?

Just such a creature was

this great white horse,

as wise and as wild as a runaway,

and the moment John

first laid eyes on him,

he swore he'd ride him someday.

Maybe you need a bigger target,

like a sleeping buffalo.

Try this.

A silver bullet.

It's more accurate.

Tribal chiefs first used

silver on their arrows.

It makes them fly longer and straighter.

Silver is pure.

It's been a symbol of justice and purity

since the year of the sun.

Well, good morning.

Look at him.

He shines like the moon.

Like silver.

Silver.

Easy, boy.

Silver.

Whoa.

Easy, boy.

That's a boy.

Easy, Silver.

Whoa.

Easy.

Easy, boy.

Whoa!

Good boy.

Whoa!

When I found you,

I was searching for the men

that raided my village.

I seek right.

I will not be herded like soldier's sheep

from pen to pen

or issued my food and clothing

by government agents.

I am man and am free

to die for what I feel.

And the day might not be

many winter counts away

when all men will be brothers.

A new Indian nation

will come out of this time of change,

strong and proud and united.

Well, then, let brother

ride with brother.

If I am to find Cavendish,

I can no longer appear as John Reid.

Cavendish and his men must think

that all the rangers were

killed in the massacre,

and only then will I be free

to avenge my brother's death.

We will go back to Bryant's Gap

and dig one more grave.

John Reid will...

be buried with his brother

and the rangers forever.

I swear to you, Dan,

no matter how long it takes,

no matter where they are,

I will find them.

What Cavendish

and men like him owe you,

they will pay in full.

There will be justice in the West.

To this, my brother, I pledge my life.

Hi-yo, Silver!

Now John Reid was just a memory.

The masked man

had taken his place.

But that doesn't mean

his heart wasn't touched

when he saw Amy Striker's face.

Amy had stayed to do her uncle's work

and to keep his dreams alive,

but unless the masked man

could find Cavendish,

true justice would never survive.

You're too late, mister.

Some old bar dog got all of my money.

The brave survivor of Bryant's Gap.

That's right.

What was it like?

It was like hell.

Cavendish?

I don't know who it was.

Why are you wearing a mask?

Because I'm in hiding...

like you are.

What are you getting at, mister?

I want you to take me to Cavendish.

How would I know Cavendish?

You led the rangers to him.

And now you're going

to lead me to him.

No, see, you got it all wrong.

I'm a big hero around here.

Isn't that right?

What did they promise you?

Was it money? Land?

What was worth having

your friends slaughtered?

You're crazy.

And I don't know what the hell

you're talking about.

You know what I'm talking about.

Where is he?

I don't know Cavendish.

Why did he set up the rangers?

I know what happened there.

For Christ's sake, mister.

L... I can't.

You can, and you will.

Collins, tell me.

The train.

What train?

The train. He wants the train.

The masked man.

Looks like you're going to hang alone.

Coal tender...

soldier's car,

club car,

presidential car.

Are we clear, gentlemen?

Yes, sir.

Whitloff and Richardson.

Yes, sir.

Westlake.

Eastman and Neeley.

Yes, sir.

Gentlemen,

the President.

- String him up!

- He was a hero!

That's no way for him to die

after what he went through!

Well, he's civilized for an Indian!

What kind of law do they understand?

Swift, short, and certain!

Let's string him up!

Wald's bringing them here.

Just like he said.

Hey, Crazy Horse, you're on your way

to the Happy Hunting Grounds.

They look like a herd of buffalo.

They're going to be tough to control.

Order! Order!

Don't get in the way, Wiatt.

We're taking the Indian.

- Now just step aside.

- Now, you listen to me.

Two or three of you want to go in there

and get him, that's all right.

I don't want the rest of you

dirtying up the place.

You, you, and you, go get him.

There's only one kind of good Indian.

I don't guess anyone stopped to ask

what Tonto was guilty of.

That didn't stop them

from wanting to see him

swinging high above.

But Tonto showed no sign of fear,

and he held onto a fervent hope

that the masked man

wouldn't let his blood brother hang

from the end of a rope.

This is for Eddie Collins.

Those Cavendish boys

had been working real hard

going over each step of their plan.

Meanwhile, old Butch

was mighty disturbed

by reports of a strange masked man.

But he wouldn't let rumors

mess up his scheme.

So he set out on his final campaign.

He and his boys

rode to the rendezvous

with President Grant's private train.

Miss Striker!

Miss Striker!

Yes, Manuel?

There's a padre wants to see you

in the church right away.

Father Monteleone?

No! Another padre.

He said it was very important,

and I promised that I would bring you.

Well...

in that case, I'd best

go see what he wants.

You must have done

something real bad, Miss Striker.

More coffee, sir?

Thank you. Thank you.

You're welcome.

Oh! General. Come in, come in!

Gentlemen, gentlemen,

I'd like you to meet

our new guest,

General Aurelio Rodriguez.

He's joining us for the hunt.

- Mr. President.

- General.

I'd like to introduce

the legendary Wild Bill Hickok!

Oh, Seor Hickok.

How do you do, sir?

Right there is the famous

Buffalo Bill Cody.

Howdy, General.

Seor Buffalo.

And you know, of course,

Brigadier George Armstrong Custer.

Brigadier.

General.

Sit down, General.

Armstrong, move over there.

Let the general sit,

or I'll send you up to Montana.

You sent for me, Father?

Yes, my child.

Your writings, they are very brave

but dangerous.

What do you mean, Father?

In my travels, I have met

a man who wears a mask

but is dedicated to law and order.

He wants you to know

that he will not stop

until he has brought Cavendish

and his men to justice.

Well, until he finds Cavendish,

I shall simply continue

with my writings.

No, you must not.

You will be hurt.

In here, quickly. Please.

You see, Father,

I cannot stop my writing.

It is my only weapon.

It is all I have.

I understand.

Thank you, Father.

I am most grateful for your concern.

Now, with respect,

you must excuse me.

I'm on my way to a meeting

for President Grant's arrival.

The President?

Yes. He's arriving here

on the afternoon train.

Today?

Yes.

Although I suspect

the children are more eager

to see Buffalo Bill than

they are to see the President.

My God!

What is the matter, Father?

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