The Lawless Frontier (1934) Movie Script
(MultiCom Jingle)
(bright dramatic music)
(quiet dramatic music)
(cows mooing)
(gunfire)
- You two try to fire from the front.
And I will go in from behind.
(gunfire)
(glass breaking)
(woman screams)
(gunfire)
Pablo, Joe, (mumbles)
(speaks in foreign language)
the rangers will come.
(cows mooing)
(men yelling in distance)
- Dad?
Dad!
(somber music)
- This trail have been
used, but yesterday.
I wonder where it does lead.
(speaks in foreign language)
- You're home early Pops.
- Yeah, ain't no need staggering around
out there any longer.
The old claim's petered out, Ruby.
I reckon we better head for town.
- Well that suits me all right.
How'd you like me to make ya some lunch?
- And am I hungry.
Say I could eat a whole can of beans,
including the can.
(both laugh)
(suspenseful music)
- One horse, one mule.
There is water there.
We may need this place.
Stay here.
Buenos dias Senor.
I hope I do not intrude.
- Now listen hombre,
I don't talk no flowery language.
I'm too tired to make any bows.
So let's get right to the point.
Who are ya and what do ya want?
- (laughs) You amuse me frankly, Senor.
I'm come but to beg
permission to water my horse.
You see I am your neighbor.
- Neighbor?
- Si Senor.
I am live but a few miles beyond you.
My name is Don Yorba.
- I ain't ever refused anybody any water,
so help yourself.
- You are very kind Senor.
Do you live here alone?
- Sometimes.
This our neighbor Don Yorba, Ruby.
- How do you do Mr. Yorba?
- This is an unexpected
pleasure, Senorita.
- You'll have to excuse me please.
I've got some things on the stove.
- Si Senorita.
You have but one horse?
- Yeah.
- Tomorrow Senor, in exchange
for the use of the water,
I will bring to the senorita
a thoroughbred pony.
Is it a bargain?
- You're welcome to the water.
Suit yourself about the horse.
- It will be here tomorrow.
Adios amigo!
(quiet, tense music)
There's plenty water.
Also a very young, beautiful senorita.
Tomorrow we bring the
horse to carry her away on.
- Yeah?
What about the old man?
- The boys will attack the
place, I will rescue the girl.
And the old man, well it's too bad,
but he will be killed.
Just another tragedy.
Just another romance in
the life of Pandro Zanti.
- Oh Grandy.
(sobs)
- What's wrong child?
What happened?
- There are three of them.
They're going to take me away.
And they're planning to kill you.
- There there, now don't cry.
Just tell me what ya heared.
So he's Pandro Zanti, huh?
I gotta get you outta
here right away Ruby.
That grinning lizard's
liable to be back any time.
Let me see now.
I have it!
I know just what we'll do.
Come on!
- I think maybe it is best
we get some of the boys
and the horse and return today, no?
When I signal, you know what to do.
(tense somber music)
They have smelled a rat and have vamoosed.
- Hello Yorba.
You heading for town?
- I bring the horse, but I find you gone.
- Wasn't Ruby there?
- I have seen no one.
- Oh shucks, she musta
been up to the spring.
You see I gotta go to town for provision
and had to leave her behind.
- Bueno.
You will perhaps bring me
some bacon and flour, no?
I will pay you well.
- Give me a horse and
I'll load him down for ya.
- And in return for list,
I will take good care
of your granddaughter.
- Well I certainly appreciate
your kindness, neighbor.
- Pablo, the horse.
- So long, see ya later.
- The old fool.
We will not only get his
provisions but ours as well.
Come, I go to carry away my new romance.
- They'll be watching us Ruby.
We gotta keep going.
- [Ruby] Okay, Pop.
I'm all right.
- We gotta cross the river.
- [Ruby] Go ahead, I'll
get out of this trouble.
- Gimme the glass Joe.
(tense music)
- There's a girl in the
pack and I can't swim.
- The girl!
She was in the pack.
- Son, them's renegades after my girl.
And I sure appreciate your help.
- Sure thing old timer.
It's only three miles to town.
Come on.
(tense dramatic music)
(gunfire)
(gunfire)
- Well I guess we're safe
Ruby, thanks to the stranger.
- Do you suppose he's alright?
- Well I sure hope so.
He'll be coming for his
horse soon I reckon.
Some animal.
- Looks like a thoroughbred.
- He is a thoroughbred, ma'am.
- Well stranger, I guess Ruby and me
just about owe you our lives.
- Aw, you don't owe me anything.
But tell me, what was it all about?
- Well sir, this morning a
stranger rode up to the house
and he says to me, he says.
- Some stranger butted
in and they got away.
- Ride back and get the rest of the boys.
We have very important
business in town tonight.
- Sure enough their trailed us.
I convinced 'em I left Ruby behind.
Everything was alright
'til we crossed the river.
- Well what was this stranger's name?
- He called himself Pandro Zanti.
- Zanti!
- [Grandy] Yeah.
- If I'd only known.
I'd like to meet him, face to face.
- Well son, I can fix that up for ya.
In return for your kindness today
I'll take ya right where ya can find him.
See, I got a cabin down
on the edge of town.
You can put up there.
Besides, I want you to meet the sheriff.
(soft, gentle music)
- Now this man Zanti is the worst outlaw
the state has every known.
He's half white, half Apache Indian.
He poses as a Mexican,
speaks the language,
but he's not a Mexican.
- The town's about deserted.
- Bueno.
Go ahead.
I will be waiting.
- Now I think the best
plan is to spread out,
make temporary camps about 10
miles apart along the desert.
We're sure to spot him sooner or later.
- John Tobin here and me
are heading out that way in the morning.
- Well $5,000 is worth going after.
(gunfire)
- Hey everybody, duck.
Don't open that door!
- I'm giving orders here.
(gunfire)
- [Voiceover] Slate's been shot.
(frenzied dramatic music)
(gunfire)
- Drop that or I'll plug ya.
So it's you eh?
What ya got here and how'd ya get it?
- What difference does it
make as long as I've got it?
- Might make a lotta difference.
I'll take charge of this.
- Nice, agreeable and
appreciative sheriff ya got here.
- Yeah.
He started off alright,
but he's sure gone to seed.
- Now boys, I'm suspicious of Tobin.
How'd he know it was Zanti?
And how come he got this
money without getting shot?
I'm gonna keep an eye on him.
He and old Dusty are heading
for the desert in the morning.
I'm gonna take a couple
of boys and follow him.
He might lead us right to Zanti.
I tell ya, I don't trust nobody.
(suspenseful undertones)
- Well, here it is son.
Pretty comfortable too.
Come here.
- [John] Well what's this?
- Old mine tunnel.
Leads to the trail up above.
Might come in mighty handy
some time in case of trouble.
(horse whinnies)
- Hi there, Dusty.
Seems ya go plenty of water.
This being government ground,
reckon I'll stay right here.
- What a pleasant place this is gonna be.
- Well your friend Tobin's
been gone five days now.
Wonder where he's eating?
- Took his grub with him.
- Yeah, mighty fine of
him skipping outta here
without us knowing about it.
Didn't leave no trail neither.
- Well, he likes to work alone.
- That's his excuse.
Dusty, you ain't smart.
Now 10 to one if I coulda trailed him,
he'da led me right to Zanti.
(Dusty scoffs)
(suspenseful music)
(gunfire)
(gunfire)
(gunfire)
(punch thuds)
- Better take charge of him
Sheriff, before I cheat the law.
- So I finally captured you eh?
Come on!
Reckon that'll hold ya.
- I'm not so sure.
- This is my business.
I ain't never lost a prisoner yet.
- (scoffs) You ain't
never had one to lose.
(laughs)
- The boys'll be back day after tomorrow.
We'll be taking ya into town.
You been a slick cunning wolf, Zanti.
But I finally got ya.
- You forgetting Sheriff,
wolves run in packs.
And mine is not far behind.
(suspenseful undertones)
- I gotta get going Dusty.
'Cause I gotta growing
desire to go over there
and break him to pieces.
- I know just how ya feel son.
Tell Ruby I'll be home
in a couple of days.
- Alright, old timer.
(quiet dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
(gunfire)
- [Sheriff] Drop that gun Tobin!
Unbuckle your belt.
- Don't be a fool Sheriff.
The man who did this is getting away.
- Yeah?
The man what done this
is right in front of me.
I had you figured out right along.
Hmm, shot him in the head eh?
What's this?
I suppose you deny that's yours.
(knife clatters)
Get your hands out here.
Come on, get moving.
Two of a kind, eh?
Own up Zanti.
This fella double crossed ya
and brought ya in here
just to get the reward.
Ain't that it.
- You are very wise, Senor Sheriff.
- Sure I am.
Hello boys.
Glad ya got here.
Miller, run into town,
tell the boys I got Zanti.
And that ain't all.
Tobin here killed old Dusty.
Bring all the boys you can get.
We might bump into Zanti's
gang on the way to town.
- Okay, Sheriff.
- Hank, you stay here
and keep an eye on 'em.
I'm going to Indian Springs and get Slim.
(somber music)
(dramatic music)
- Look out Hank.
(gunfire)
So that's how ya got away to kill Dusty.
- Your deductions are much
better than the sheriff's.
- Oh I knew you did it alright.
You're the only one that
coulda taken my knife.
What'd ya come back for?
To wait for this opportunity.
Soon you will be with your friend.
And there will be only two left.
The Senor Sheriff and his men
will return from Indian Springs,
I will be an ambush
and Zanti will go free.
Senor, pleasant dreams.
(gunfire)
(glass breaks)
- Dusty!
- There are two horses ready.
Easy now son.
(gunfire)
(frenzied dramatic music)
(thud)
(intense dramatic music)
(ominous drumming)
- Drink your fill, Zanti, it's poison.
- If I go back without him,
my reputation's ruined.
- And they're holding them
prisoner over at your old place.
- But I just can't believe he did it.
- [Man On Horse] Sheriff
caught him right in the act.
Sure sorry Ms. Ruby.
- Mighty strange how
they broke outta here.
I know, Zanti got out,
broke the chain that held Tobin,
overpowered Hank and then shot him.
I always knew them two was in cahoots.
(intense dramatic music)
- It's the girl.
Why not stop her?
If they're holding Pandro,
we'll make 'em exchange prisoners.
- They got Ruby.
- They ain't got 'em in town boys.
There's only one other place,
the shack by the spring.
Let's raid it and get 'em out.
(intense dramatic music)
(punches thud)
- Seems to me you need
someone to take care of you.
- Seems to me you're doing very well.
(intense dramatic music)
- Must be Zanti's gang.
We've got to race for it.
- The girl, the hombre, they got Pandro,
are just ahead of us.
- There they go.
- Come on boys, got 'em trapped.
(explosion booms)
- You ain't getting away this time.
Hands up.
- Just a minute there Sheriff.
Don't faint you old
fool, I ain't dead yet.
- But that shot, and the knife.
- Oh shucks, I wasn't shot.
As for the knife, it was only a scratch.
The fella that done it's inside.
Come on.
- Who's that?
- That's the dead man called Zanti.
He's the fella that knifed me.
(knocking)
(muffled shouting)
- What's that?
- That's Zanti's gang.
Go ahead and let 'em out
Sheriff, we'll help ya.
(gentle music)
- Alright, you men might
just as well know I got ya.
Come on out one at a time.
Your guns in your holsters
and your hands reaching high.
Line up again that wall.
Dusty keep 'em covered.
- [Dusty] You betcha.
- Come on, get over there, get over there.
- Hello.
Is this Sheriff Tobin?
- Yes Mrs. Tobin, this is the sheriff.
- And what would Sheriff Tobin
like for his dinner tonight?
- Let me tell him.
Baked taters, big juicy
steak smothered with onions,
and a apple pie.
- Boy, will I go for that.
(dramatic music)
(MultiCom Jingle)
(bright dramatic music)
(quiet dramatic music)
(cows mooing)
(gunfire)
- You two try to fire from the front.
And I will go in from behind.
(gunfire)
(glass breaking)
(woman screams)
(gunfire)
Pablo, Joe, (mumbles)
(speaks in foreign language)
the rangers will come.
(cows mooing)
(men yelling in distance)
- Dad?
Dad!
(somber music)
- This trail have been
used, but yesterday.
I wonder where it does lead.
(speaks in foreign language)
- You're home early Pops.
- Yeah, ain't no need staggering around
out there any longer.
The old claim's petered out, Ruby.
I reckon we better head for town.
- Well that suits me all right.
How'd you like me to make ya some lunch?
- And am I hungry.
Say I could eat a whole can of beans,
including the can.
(both laugh)
(suspenseful music)
- One horse, one mule.
There is water there.
We may need this place.
Stay here.
Buenos dias Senor.
I hope I do not intrude.
- Now listen hombre,
I don't talk no flowery language.
I'm too tired to make any bows.
So let's get right to the point.
Who are ya and what do ya want?
- (laughs) You amuse me frankly, Senor.
I'm come but to beg
permission to water my horse.
You see I am your neighbor.
- Neighbor?
- Si Senor.
I am live but a few miles beyond you.
My name is Don Yorba.
- I ain't ever refused anybody any water,
so help yourself.
- You are very kind Senor.
Do you live here alone?
- Sometimes.
This our neighbor Don Yorba, Ruby.
- How do you do Mr. Yorba?
- This is an unexpected
pleasure, Senorita.
- You'll have to excuse me please.
I've got some things on the stove.
- Si Senorita.
You have but one horse?
- Yeah.
- Tomorrow Senor, in exchange
for the use of the water,
I will bring to the senorita
a thoroughbred pony.
Is it a bargain?
- You're welcome to the water.
Suit yourself about the horse.
- It will be here tomorrow.
Adios amigo!
(quiet, tense music)
There's plenty water.
Also a very young, beautiful senorita.
Tomorrow we bring the
horse to carry her away on.
- Yeah?
What about the old man?
- The boys will attack the
place, I will rescue the girl.
And the old man, well it's too bad,
but he will be killed.
Just another tragedy.
Just another romance in
the life of Pandro Zanti.
- Oh Grandy.
(sobs)
- What's wrong child?
What happened?
- There are three of them.
They're going to take me away.
And they're planning to kill you.
- There there, now don't cry.
Just tell me what ya heared.
So he's Pandro Zanti, huh?
I gotta get you outta
here right away Ruby.
That grinning lizard's
liable to be back any time.
Let me see now.
I have it!
I know just what we'll do.
Come on!
- I think maybe it is best
we get some of the boys
and the horse and return today, no?
When I signal, you know what to do.
(tense somber music)
They have smelled a rat and have vamoosed.
- Hello Yorba.
You heading for town?
- I bring the horse, but I find you gone.
- Wasn't Ruby there?
- I have seen no one.
- Oh shucks, she musta
been up to the spring.
You see I gotta go to town for provision
and had to leave her behind.
- Bueno.
You will perhaps bring me
some bacon and flour, no?
I will pay you well.
- Give me a horse and
I'll load him down for ya.
- And in return for list,
I will take good care
of your granddaughter.
- Well I certainly appreciate
your kindness, neighbor.
- Pablo, the horse.
- So long, see ya later.
- The old fool.
We will not only get his
provisions but ours as well.
Come, I go to carry away my new romance.
- They'll be watching us Ruby.
We gotta keep going.
- [Ruby] Okay, Pop.
I'm all right.
- We gotta cross the river.
- [Ruby] Go ahead, I'll
get out of this trouble.
- Gimme the glass Joe.
(tense music)
- There's a girl in the
pack and I can't swim.
- The girl!
She was in the pack.
- Son, them's renegades after my girl.
And I sure appreciate your help.
- Sure thing old timer.
It's only three miles to town.
Come on.
(tense dramatic music)
(gunfire)
(gunfire)
- Well I guess we're safe
Ruby, thanks to the stranger.
- Do you suppose he's alright?
- Well I sure hope so.
He'll be coming for his
horse soon I reckon.
Some animal.
- Looks like a thoroughbred.
- He is a thoroughbred, ma'am.
- Well stranger, I guess Ruby and me
just about owe you our lives.
- Aw, you don't owe me anything.
But tell me, what was it all about?
- Well sir, this morning a
stranger rode up to the house
and he says to me, he says.
- Some stranger butted
in and they got away.
- Ride back and get the rest of the boys.
We have very important
business in town tonight.
- Sure enough their trailed us.
I convinced 'em I left Ruby behind.
Everything was alright
'til we crossed the river.
- Well what was this stranger's name?
- He called himself Pandro Zanti.
- Zanti!
- [Grandy] Yeah.
- If I'd only known.
I'd like to meet him, face to face.
- Well son, I can fix that up for ya.
In return for your kindness today
I'll take ya right where ya can find him.
See, I got a cabin down
on the edge of town.
You can put up there.
Besides, I want you to meet the sheriff.
(soft, gentle music)
- Now this man Zanti is the worst outlaw
the state has every known.
He's half white, half Apache Indian.
He poses as a Mexican,
speaks the language,
but he's not a Mexican.
- The town's about deserted.
- Bueno.
Go ahead.
I will be waiting.
- Now I think the best
plan is to spread out,
make temporary camps about 10
miles apart along the desert.
We're sure to spot him sooner or later.
- John Tobin here and me
are heading out that way in the morning.
- Well $5,000 is worth going after.
(gunfire)
- Hey everybody, duck.
Don't open that door!
- I'm giving orders here.
(gunfire)
- [Voiceover] Slate's been shot.
(frenzied dramatic music)
(gunfire)
- Drop that or I'll plug ya.
So it's you eh?
What ya got here and how'd ya get it?
- What difference does it
make as long as I've got it?
- Might make a lotta difference.
I'll take charge of this.
- Nice, agreeable and
appreciative sheriff ya got here.
- Yeah.
He started off alright,
but he's sure gone to seed.
- Now boys, I'm suspicious of Tobin.
How'd he know it was Zanti?
And how come he got this
money without getting shot?
I'm gonna keep an eye on him.
He and old Dusty are heading
for the desert in the morning.
I'm gonna take a couple
of boys and follow him.
He might lead us right to Zanti.
I tell ya, I don't trust nobody.
(suspenseful undertones)
- Well, here it is son.
Pretty comfortable too.
Come here.
- [John] Well what's this?
- Old mine tunnel.
Leads to the trail up above.
Might come in mighty handy
some time in case of trouble.
(horse whinnies)
- Hi there, Dusty.
Seems ya go plenty of water.
This being government ground,
reckon I'll stay right here.
- What a pleasant place this is gonna be.
- Well your friend Tobin's
been gone five days now.
Wonder where he's eating?
- Took his grub with him.
- Yeah, mighty fine of
him skipping outta here
without us knowing about it.
Didn't leave no trail neither.
- Well, he likes to work alone.
- That's his excuse.
Dusty, you ain't smart.
Now 10 to one if I coulda trailed him,
he'da led me right to Zanti.
(Dusty scoffs)
(suspenseful music)
(gunfire)
(gunfire)
(gunfire)
(punch thuds)
- Better take charge of him
Sheriff, before I cheat the law.
- So I finally captured you eh?
Come on!
Reckon that'll hold ya.
- I'm not so sure.
- This is my business.
I ain't never lost a prisoner yet.
- (scoffs) You ain't
never had one to lose.
(laughs)
- The boys'll be back day after tomorrow.
We'll be taking ya into town.
You been a slick cunning wolf, Zanti.
But I finally got ya.
- You forgetting Sheriff,
wolves run in packs.
And mine is not far behind.
(suspenseful undertones)
- I gotta get going Dusty.
'Cause I gotta growing
desire to go over there
and break him to pieces.
- I know just how ya feel son.
Tell Ruby I'll be home
in a couple of days.
- Alright, old timer.
(quiet dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
(gunfire)
- [Sheriff] Drop that gun Tobin!
Unbuckle your belt.
- Don't be a fool Sheriff.
The man who did this is getting away.
- Yeah?
The man what done this
is right in front of me.
I had you figured out right along.
Hmm, shot him in the head eh?
What's this?
I suppose you deny that's yours.
(knife clatters)
Get your hands out here.
Come on, get moving.
Two of a kind, eh?
Own up Zanti.
This fella double crossed ya
and brought ya in here
just to get the reward.
Ain't that it.
- You are very wise, Senor Sheriff.
- Sure I am.
Hello boys.
Glad ya got here.
Miller, run into town,
tell the boys I got Zanti.
And that ain't all.
Tobin here killed old Dusty.
Bring all the boys you can get.
We might bump into Zanti's
gang on the way to town.
- Okay, Sheriff.
- Hank, you stay here
and keep an eye on 'em.
I'm going to Indian Springs and get Slim.
(somber music)
(dramatic music)
- Look out Hank.
(gunfire)
So that's how ya got away to kill Dusty.
- Your deductions are much
better than the sheriff's.
- Oh I knew you did it alright.
You're the only one that
coulda taken my knife.
What'd ya come back for?
To wait for this opportunity.
Soon you will be with your friend.
And there will be only two left.
The Senor Sheriff and his men
will return from Indian Springs,
I will be an ambush
and Zanti will go free.
Senor, pleasant dreams.
(gunfire)
(glass breaks)
- Dusty!
- There are two horses ready.
Easy now son.
(gunfire)
(frenzied dramatic music)
(thud)
(intense dramatic music)
(ominous drumming)
- Drink your fill, Zanti, it's poison.
- If I go back without him,
my reputation's ruined.
- And they're holding them
prisoner over at your old place.
- But I just can't believe he did it.
- [Man On Horse] Sheriff
caught him right in the act.
Sure sorry Ms. Ruby.
- Mighty strange how
they broke outta here.
I know, Zanti got out,
broke the chain that held Tobin,
overpowered Hank and then shot him.
I always knew them two was in cahoots.
(intense dramatic music)
- It's the girl.
Why not stop her?
If they're holding Pandro,
we'll make 'em exchange prisoners.
- They got Ruby.
- They ain't got 'em in town boys.
There's only one other place,
the shack by the spring.
Let's raid it and get 'em out.
(intense dramatic music)
(punches thud)
- Seems to me you need
someone to take care of you.
- Seems to me you're doing very well.
(intense dramatic music)
- Must be Zanti's gang.
We've got to race for it.
- The girl, the hombre, they got Pandro,
are just ahead of us.
- There they go.
- Come on boys, got 'em trapped.
(explosion booms)
- You ain't getting away this time.
Hands up.
- Just a minute there Sheriff.
Don't faint you old
fool, I ain't dead yet.
- But that shot, and the knife.
- Oh shucks, I wasn't shot.
As for the knife, it was only a scratch.
The fella that done it's inside.
Come on.
- Who's that?
- That's the dead man called Zanti.
He's the fella that knifed me.
(knocking)
(muffled shouting)
- What's that?
- That's Zanti's gang.
Go ahead and let 'em out
Sheriff, we'll help ya.
(gentle music)
- Alright, you men might
just as well know I got ya.
Come on out one at a time.
Your guns in your holsters
and your hands reaching high.
Line up again that wall.
Dusty keep 'em covered.
- [Dusty] You betcha.
- Come on, get over there, get over there.
- Hello.
Is this Sheriff Tobin?
- Yes Mrs. Tobin, this is the sheriff.
- And what would Sheriff Tobin
like for his dinner tonight?
- Let me tell him.
Baked taters, big juicy
steak smothered with onions,
and a apple pie.
- Boy, will I go for that.
(dramatic music)
(MultiCom Jingle)