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Hyah! ♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

Hyah! ♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

♪ Keep movin', movin', movin' ♪

♪ Though they're disapprovin' ♪

♪ Keep them dogies movin' ♪

♪ Rawhide ♪

♪ Don't try to understand 'em ♪

♪ Just rope 'em, throw, and brand 'em ♪

♪ Soon we'll be livin' high and wide ♪

♪ My heart's calculatin' ♪

♪ My true love will be waitin' ♪

♪ Be waitin' at the end of my ride ♪

♪ Move 'em on, head 'em up, head 'em up, move 'em on ♪

♪ Move 'em on, head 'em up, rawhide ♪

♪ Cut 'em out, ride 'em in, ride 'em in, let 'em out ♪

♪ Cut 'em out, ride 'em in ♪

♪ Rawhide... ♪ ♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin'... ♪

Hyah!

Hyah!

♪ Rawhide...! ♪

Hyah!

In the trail towns,

they say the only thing wilder than Texas steers

are the cowhands who drive them.

So if a big herd is going to reach the market,

there has to be someone tough enough to handle the crew

and the cattle,

and anything else that might get in the way

during a thousand slow, grinding miles.

It's a job, and it's mine.

Gil Favor's my name, Trail Boss.

How's it look up ahead, Pete?

Not bad.

About six miles to the Brazos River.

Plenty of grass for a couple of days.

Good. Good. The herd's gaunted.

Needs a few days' rest and graze.

I picked a place to camp about a mile up the valley.

We'll have to hold to the right, though,

because of some farms over on the left side.

How close?

Plenty of room for the herd without crossing their land.

Good.

Welcome to Paradise Valley.

Welcome?

I apologize for bringing them,

but I thought it better by showing force now,

it might save us from using it later.

This is Cort Wesley.

My name is Eli Becker.

Gil Favor, Rowdy Yates, Pete Nolan.

I'll try to explain, Mr. Favor.

We just got through fighting a war with you cattlemen.

We're farmers. We didn't want to fight,

but the ranchers threatened to drive us off our lands...

Make us leave Paradise Valley, so we fought.

And won, apparently.

Nobody wins a range war, Mr. Favor.

Mr. Favor, we work like slaves

to clear our land here,

get our first crop planted.

For two years we chopped down trees,

tore out root clumps, lugged boulders away.

This year will prove the fruit of our labor.

We're nursing our first harvest.

I hear there's plenty of room in the valley.

We'll pass through without getting near

any of the planted land.

You'd better.

If one of your men or one of your beeves

trespass on our farms or tramples one shoot...

I told you, we'll watch out.

These men here are well-armed.

I can raise five times as many in two hours.

That adds up to a lot of odds.

It's enough.

Keep your stock off our lands.

No alibis, no excuses.

Or we'll wipe you out.

Like the man says,

"Welcome to Paradise Valley."

We still going to stay and graze the herd for a while?

I haven't noticed the beeves

gained any weight in the past few minutes.

We'll stay.

Think this fellow Becker is bluffing, boss?

Doesn't figure.

Rowdy, you better stay with the herd.

Pete, let's take a look at that campsite you found.

♪ I've got a gal, clean and tall ♪

♪ I've got a gal and that ain't all ♪

♪ Sleeps in the kitchen, with her feet in the hall ♪

♪ Skip to my Lou, my darling ♪

♪ Skip, skip, skip to my Lou ♪

♪ Skip, skip, skip to my Lou... ♪

Boss, those cattle must have tin ears.

That caterwauling of Quince's calms them down.

I'm about ready to stampede myself.

You best plug your ears then.

That's one thing we can't afford in this valley... a stampede.

Boy, that's sure right.

Keep the ring herding tight, keep those steers moving.

Looks like we're due for a lightning storm.

That blue fire starts crackling off their horns,

I want them too tired to move.

What do you think those farmers would do

if some of our cattle stampeded their land?

Hope we never find out.

Whoa. Take it easy. Whoa.

He really handles those hammerheads, doesn't he?

He's a good wrangler.

He'll need some help later on, though.

Tell Quince and Scarlet to give him a hand.

Let's get after them!

Jesus, stay in camp!

We'll go after them.

Who is it?

Must have been one of the farmers.

What can we do?

Nothing that's going to help him.

Boy, that poor devil didn't stand a chance.

Nope.

Doesn't seem real, boss.

One minute there's a man standing there and then...

that.

Our horses trample a man

and we don't even know who it is.

Why's a thing like this have to happen?

Better see who he is.

Ken? Ken? Ken!

We can't let her come down here.

Stay here.

Hey!

I brought you some hot coffee and sandwich...

Wait!

Don't go down there, Miss.

Who are you?

I'm Gil Favor, trail boss of a herd back there.

Where's my husband?

There's been an accident.

Accident?

Wait. It's Ken!

Don't go down there, Miss, please. Please!

Come back!

Don't go down there!

Ma'am!

No!

Please, ma'am.

I've got to go to my husband.

Let go of me, I got to go to him.

There's nothing you can do.

There's nothing... No. No. No!

That's not my husband.

It's not even a man.

It's not... where's Ken?

Tell me, tell me, where's Ken?

Where's Ken, where's Ken?!

Sorry...

It was the lightning.

Some of our horses broke loose.

We tried to catch them.

Your horses?

It's was your fault.

You, you murdered him.

You killed my husband.

No, listen to me, it was an accident. It just happened.

It wasn't anybody's fault.

I better get someone to look after her.

Is there someone I can get, a friend, relative?

Where's the nearest farm?

Eli's Place.

That way.

About a mile.

Stay with her.

Eli Becker.

He's the one that warned us about

keeping our stock off his land.

Not going to start a range war over an accident.

The woman needs help.

Get someone else, boss.

It doesn't matter.

It's better that he hears it from me than someone else.

Well, who is cheating who here?

You take it easy on him, Emily, he's a tenderfoot you know.

Tenderfoot? My left eyebrow.

Ha. Pretty-faced card shark.

I swear he's got 19 fingers

and every one of them is crooked.

She's right, Eli,

I'm not fit company for a decent lady.

You should have left me in that saloon.

Well, I couldn't do that.

You were spilling blood all over Jake's floor

and he didn't have any sawdust left.

Well, you still didn't have to bring him here.

I don't know why you can't bring home

stray dogs and cats like other men do, Eli Becker.

Or else learn to shoot straight.

You must have missed my pump by two inches, you big farmer.

The trail boss we met this morning.

What do you want here?

Mr. Becker, there's... there's been an accident.

I had my whole crew out ring-herding the cattle.

But a bolt of lightning hit near the remuda

and a bunch of horses broke loose and stampeded.

On Anester land?

Next farm up.

Wade's place? What happened?

We tried to catch them.

They headed down a ravine.

A man was working there. They went over him.

Oh, no.

You mean Ken Wade?

Killed?

We'll need a wagon...

and his wife, she's taking it real hard.

Millie.

Poor girl.

I'll get my things.

Millie...

Millie!

Eli!

Stop it, Eli, stop it! You'll kill him.

Drop it, Eli. Drop it.

You don't want to shoot, Cort...

Not to save the life of this bloody-handed cattleman.

Not for him, I won't...

but to save you from hanging for murder,

I'll bust your kneecaps if I have to.

Drop it... now.

All right, Cort.

Cora, hitch up the wagon.

Take Minnie Lou over to Millie's place.

I'll ride on ahead of here with Mr. Favor.

You're a little more dangerous than I thought.

Why... because I can control my temper?

A grown man ought to be able to exercise a little self-control.

You'll be needing this, Mr. Favor.

It does seem likely.

Go on!

What happened?

Well, Mr. Fav...

Oh, easy, easy.

Eh, you'll be all right.

Where's Mrs. Wade?

I wasn't expecting anything,

the way she was carrying on and sort of out of her mind.

She got behind me and hit me with a rock.

I said, where is Mrs. Wade?

I don't know. She went home, I guess.

She can't stay up there alone.

Tell Cort I gone up to get her.

Tell him I'm going to bring her back to our place.

Now, Mr. Favor...

your stock killed one of our farmers on his own place

in spite of my warning to you.

You will hear from me tomorrow

just what we're going to do about it.

Well, the river's not too high yet.

Not yet. It looks like it may rain tonight.

There's been a storm brewing in those mountains upriver

for the past two days.

If that's rain, it'll all drain down into the Brazos.

We'll have a flood crest hitting here in a couple of days.

Yeah, and it'll be so high and fast,

we won't be able to get the herd across. That's right.

Well, don't you think we ought to get 'em across right away?

With this rainy season, no telling when the river will go down again.

We can't just ride off, forget we were responsible

for a man being trampled to death.

We'll have to do everything we can.

But we've only got two days of grazing.

If the herd gets trapped on this side of the river,

they'll starve to death.

Becker said he'd let us know in the morning what he decides.

We'll wait till morning.

Your horse throw you, Rowdy?

Boy, you need some doctoring, boy.

I'm all right, Wish.

Your face don't look like it did

when you left, Mr. Favor.

Coffee hot?

Mushy, get a couple of cups.

Jesus...

Señor Favor, you do not find the horses?

They must've kept running till they hit the river.

You gather 'em up.

Take as many men as you need.

I will go and ask the horses to come back.

I can do that easier alone.

The horses will listen to me when they are not excited.

Jesus...

You run into anybody, you keep your mouth shut.

Señor... Just don't let 'em know you're our wrangler.

Señor Favor, Jesus right now

is not very proud to be your wrangler.

When you gather 'em up, you stay clear of the planted land,

and try not to talk to anybody.

I will not talk, Señor Favor.

Only to my horses.

Here's your coffee, boss.

Well, now, the gloom around you two's so thick

you could cut it with a piece of string.

What happened?

Did the horses run over some of the farmland?

They trampled one of the farmers to death.

Boy, that's as bad a way to die as there is.

This fellow, Becker... the one that kept spouting off

about winning the war?

Did he have anything to do with the way your face looks?

Forget it, Pete.

Becker tried to kill the boss when he found out what happened.

Well, now,

anybody starts man-handling the boss...

I ain't doing anything for a moment, Mr. Favor.

I'd like to meet this fellow Becker.

He couldn't help what he did.

The man who was trampled to death was his best friend.

Well, if you ask me,

Mr. Becker was more concerned about the man's wife.

All he said was her name...

Let it go, Rowdy.

He'll be coming at us.

We going to make a stand?

I don't know.

I just don't know.

We're camped right on the road leading from the farms.

You want us to move the herd away from here?

I keep seeing her face...

the way she looked at what was left of her husband.

Just kept screaming.

Couldn't believe he was gone.

She was bringing him coffee.

You want me to start passing out the rifles and shells?

He said he'd let us know what he...

wanted to do about the accident in the morning.

The way it sounds, he's got his mind made up already.

He's got those farmers as well-armed as a brigade.

He's shown 'em they can fight a war

and win it.

He might find us a little tougher to chew.

We're outnumbered four to one.

I can't ask any man to fight against odds like that.

Any man wants out, let him speak up now.

No blame to him.

What are you going to do, Mr. Favor?

Was horses from my drive that caused a man's death.

I can't walk away from that...

but the more men stay,

the more lives I might have to answer for.

One's enough.

We didn't exactly expect a Sunday school outing

when we signed up.

We're part of this drive.

The horses are ours, too.

There you are.

You want any more answers?

No. We'll keep the camp here.

Take the herd off about a mile.

You come get your head doctored.

Millie?

Shouldn't you ought to be in bed?

You're so thoughtful of me, Eli...

so kind and considerate.

Well...

I guess you know why I am.

I understand.

Millie...

you mean a... Eli...

you're not going to let Ken's murderers

go unpunished, are you?

It's like my owing a debt to Ken,

a debt I got to pay.

You know what I'm saying.

Yes, Millie.

I was taking food to him in the field.

He was so proud of that field,

he could hardly wait for it to come alive.

He worked... so hard for it.

Eli, the men who did that...

They can't go unpunished.

They mustn't.

They won't, Millie.

I promise you that.

Why don't you leave him alone?

Why, Minnie Lou,

I was only thanking him for being so kind.

I know exactly what you were doing, Millie,

and I don't like it.

Here.

Ew, no, I hate onion soup.

Oh, it's only onions and sugar.

It won't hurt you.

Open, or I'll hold your nose and pour it down.

Ooh...

Minnie Lou...

I hope you understand.

That's the trouble.

I do.

I only want to see justice done.

You mean revenge.

They murdered my husband,

and I want to see them pay for it.

Is that so terrible?

It is when you use Eli to be your executioner.

All right, we'll meet the men at the meadow.

Your rifle loaded?

Don't, Eli.

Don't what?

There's no reason to start a war

over a tragic accident.

I'm not going to do anything without good reason.

All I want to do is investigate

and find out if Ken's death was an accident.

If it was, I'll forget the whole thing completely.

Fair enough?

Fair enough.

All right.

Boy, this Greener's a weapon.

Man wants to do some real damage,

this is the thing to do it.

18 hard shot in each barrel.

Boy, it's hard to miss

when you're throwing out 36 chunks of lead.

Oh, I'd back a baby against John Wesley Hardin

with a gun like this.

Why don't you just marry that old gun

and be done with it, Wishbone?

I'll tell you now.

You treat a gun like this right, she'll be a wife to you.

And a mother and a lady friend, too.

You can depend on that.

What do you think is going to happen, Pete?

I wish I knew.

I guess we all do.

Señor Boss, I find the horses.

They are tired and very sorry

they caused so much trouble.

Good work, Jesus.

Now you get some grub before it's all gone.

As soon as you finish your coffee,

start breaking camp, packing your gear.

Be ready to move out when I give the word.

Are we waiting for Becker

to make up his mind?

I told him we'd wait till morning.

Morning's almost gone.

The weather won't wait any longer.

We've lost a whole day already.

Why, Jesus?

Yes, Señor Favor?

As soon as you finish, saddle me a horse.

I'll do it pronto.

Where we going, boss?

Becker farm and find out.

Settle this thing once and for all.

No need to go, boss.

Mushy?

Yes, sir.

Rifles ready?

All loaded and stacked

inside the wagon, Mr. Favor.

Pass them out.

Get near some cover.

We're not starting a war, Mushy, just getting ready for it.

That's, uh, quite a little army

you've got there, Mr. Becker.

Just farmers, Mr. Favor.

You must do all your plowing with Winchesters.

Mr. Favor, how did Ken Wade really die?

Like I told you.

It's kind of funny, isn't it, that, uh,

just a few of the horses break away like that

and the rest stay behind?

Who is your wrangler?

A good man who worked as hard as he knew how

to keep those horses in.

Who is to blame, then?

The storm, the lightning.

Suit yourself.

Mr. Favor, who made the mistake?

What are you looking for,

Mr. Becker, someone to hang?

I'm only looking to find out the truth.

You've heard the truth.

We're sorry for what happened.

We want to make it up to Mrs. Wade.

And we'll do anything we can.

But it has to be soon.

There's high water coming down the Brazos.

It's due any time.

Our herd has

to be across the river before tomorrow.

Mr. Favor,

there's over 100 farmers around here

who look to me for leadership.

And what does that mean?

Just this.

You're a cattleman.

I've told my people what you cattlemen are like.

How you kill, and you walk away.

Now if one cow or one man goes toward that river there

before I find out how Ken Wade died

and who is to blame,

there'll be over 100 men down here

to see that you never get there alive.

All right, pack up your gear.

Let's wind it up in a hurry.

How are we for shells?

Well, we got plenty of rifle shells

and enough .45s to fight a...

an army.

How about gauze, laudanum, carbolic?

Plenty.

Señor Favor, I want to thank you

for what you say about me to that man.

I only said what was true, Jesus.

No, Señor Boss.

I don't think so.

The horses were in my care,

and they broke loose.

The fault is mine and only mine.

I will go tell this

to Señor Becker and his people.

You'll what?

Don't you like living, boy?

Very much, Señor Wishbone.

I am not a very brave man.

But I am the one Señor Becker wants.

When he knows this,

he will let the rest of you go.

Mount up.

We're moving out.

All right, Señor Boss.

You may only be a wrangler, Jesus,

but you got all the makings of a trail drover.

Thank you, Señor Wishbone.

You know, Pete?

Hmm?

I've been thinking.

Yeah?

With all this talk about fighting,

we've been forgetting about Mrs. Wade.

The woman that busted your head.

Yeah, well, she was hurt real bad,

but she-she couldn't help that.

Who's going to take care of her now that her husband's gone?

She'll get along.

She's got Becker on her side.

Aunt Minnie.

Where's Millie?

In the kitchen.

What was that for?

A tribute, my lovely lady.

Oh, sit down.

Show me how you did that trick

with the red ten.

Well, that's cheating, Minnie Lou.

Oh, never mind the morality, you pious fake.

Just show me how.

I'm keeping my promise, Millie.

The men are gathering in the meadows.

By tomorrow, there won't be a single cattleman alive

in Paradise Valley.

Oh, that's good, Eli.

A farce.

All he did was taunt the trail boss,

take a glance around the ravine,

and that was the whole investigation.

Then it means a war?

It can't be helped,

Aunt Minnie.

You can stop it if you want to.

These people out here made me their leader,

and I'm only doing what they want me to.

After they're all dead,

who'll be left for you to lead?

He's doing what's right.

He's not giving them a chance.

They didn't give my Ken a chance.

You're doing what's right.

The Bible says it.

"An eye for an eye."

And I'm grateful, Eli.

Hello.

Come in.

We came to see Mrs. Wade.

There's nothing you have to say that Mrs. Wade wants to hear.

You don't look like Mrs. Wade.

We only came to tell her how sorry we were

about what happened to her husband,

and to give her this money.

Money?

Yeah. Uh, we took up a collection.

The whole crew chipped in.

It's not very much,

but it might help a little.

Well, that's very kind of you.

And very clever.

You can't pay money for killing Ken Wade.

You can't buy your way out of causing a man's death.

Now get out of here.

And don't forget to take your blood money with you.

You're not going to save your skins with that.

They were telling the truth, Eli.

It's a trick.

Cort, let's get down to the meadow.

Deal me out.

Deal me out, Eli.

Stop him, Mrs. Wade.

Stop him?

Stop Eli.

You're the only one who can.

What kind of people are they?

They run their horses on our field, crush...

crush the life right out of a man,

and then try to pay for it with money.

What kind of men, Aunt Minnie?

Hard-working, god-fearing men, I suppose,

who tried to ease your pain the only way they knew how.

Blood money?

What good is it?

What can I buy with it?

After our first harvest, we...

we were hoping for a family.

Aunt Minnie,

can I buy Ken's children with their money?

You can still stop Eli, Mrs. Wade.

He hasn't finished saddling the horse.

You're standing up for those murderers.

Those men didn't kill your husband.

One of their horses did.

Why don't you have Eli go find the horse and shoot it?

It's not for you to point the avenging finger.

Unless you find your finger

pointing towards the heavens.

That's where the lightning came from

that caused the horses to bolt.

Oh, what are you saying?

What are you trying to do, turn me against God?

Oh, the drovers have sneaked back.

There after Eli now, and you're letting them.

The drovers didn't sneak back.

No. That's just Eli testing his rifle and his aim.

Don't, Nancy.

Nancy!

Mr. Favor.

Cattle's fine, Mr. Favor.

Mm? Grazing steady.

Good.

Putting on an ounce a minute, one could say.

One could say.

I was just sitting here thinking.

Scarlet, you know,

you sure are a deep thinker.

Mr. Favor, why is our camp so far away?

Better then a mile from the herd.

We never did that.

Well, if it has to be a shooting war,

I don't want to jitter the herd.

Well, they could drive off all of our cattle

before we could holler for you.

I don't think the nesters are thieves.

They're going to make war on us for nothing.

Still doesn't make them cattle thieves.

I was just asking.

Oh, say, Joe,

who's Nancy?

Mr. Favor, outfit's ready.

And roll or fight, just say the word.

I wish it was up to me.

Mr. Favor?

I wish you'd speak to Mr. Wishbone.

About what?

Well, for one thing,

he's got every pocket stuffed

with shells for the Greener.

And he wants to drive

with that shotgun loaded and rested

between his legs under the seat.

Well, Mr. Favor, if we ever hit a bump,

he'd blow our hip pockets clear over

to the state of Kansas.

All right, I'll talk to him about it.

Anything else?

Oh, Mr. Favor,

if those nesters are all set to wipe us out,

well, every trigger finger counts.

Mm-hmm.

Mr. Wishbone won't issue me a rifle.

Well, I'll talk to him about that, too.

Boss, I been watching that meadow.

Those nesters are gathering,

and there's lots of them, and they're armed.

I talked to some men on the riverbank.

They expect the crest in about ten hours.

All right.

You two get the men in the saddle

and start that herd across the river.

Now? Now.

And push them across fast.

I'll, um... I'll stall Becker.

How are you going to get him to listen?

He'll listen.

I'll catch up with you

as soon as I can.

Wait a second. If you think

I'm going to let you ride in there...

The order was that you and Pete get that herd

across the river.

That order stands.

Cort, you can't stop him.

I have to, Minnie Lou...

or the blood of every man who dies in this war

will be on Eli's hands.

Nobody can live with that many ghosts.

Be careful.

You heard it.

Yes.

You know he won't be able to stop Eli, not with words.

One of them will be hurt, maybe killed.

Maybe both of them, thanks to you.

No. I didn't do anything.

You did all that was necessary.

I tried to feel sorry for you.

I know how it hurts.

How?

You've never even had a husband to lose.

No, I never have, that's right.

But there was going to be.

We'd made plans for five years.

Only the Comanches took a hand.

When it was over, I buried what was left.

My sister,

Eli's Ma...

and I buried his father and his two older brothers.

Aunt Minnie...

Buried all the hopes and dreams

me and Frank had,

and I took Eli to raise.

You're quite right, Millie.

I never have had a husband to lose.

Aunt Minnie... I'm sorry.

Are you?

Let's see.

Let's talk about Millie Wade,

who had two fine and decent men

fall in love with her.

The first one died in an accident

and then she dirties up his memory

with hate and lust for more blood to be spilled.

No, Aunt Minnie, I didn't, honest.

And the other one, she uses his love

to twist him into something evil and rotten

and drives him to kill for her.

You're the only one who could stop Eli.

Now, just how sorry are you?

All right. We split up into two sections.

The first section will come up

from the river there and the other one will...

Disarm him.

I'm the man responsible for Wade's death.

You?

As trail boss, I'm responsible

for everything that happens on a drive, even accidents.

You know what you're saying?

If you got to have blood,

one man's is better then 40.

All I ask is a fair trial.

You're already tried in the Bible, Favor, an eye for an eye.

Get that rope, Hornbeck.

The Bible also says "thou shalt not kill."

Listen, Cort, you wanted out of this, now stay out.

I'm going to make these men see the truth.

They have too much blind faith in you, Eli.

You men are entitled to know what

your leader is leading you into and why.

Let him have his say, Eli.

He ain't a trail drover.

Eli's being used and he's using you.

In his heart, Eli knows it was an accident.

But Millie Wade thinks she wants some blood spilled

as revenge for her husband.

Do you want to fight a war for a man

who wasn't man enough to get a woman

any other way?

Who are you?

You stare at me like I look strange.

This is how I dress for church.

This is how I think fitting to go to my maker.

I'm Señor Favor's remadero, the man you want.

He has the man he wants.

Get back to the herd.

You were in charge of the remuda when the horses broke away?

Jesus, get back to the herd.

I was the man.

The lightning hit the tree, the horses scared,

and I'm not enough man to hold them.

I don't know what Señor Favor tell you, but this is the truth.

Quince, I want you to turn the herd south.

South?

The Brazos is straight ahead, northeast.

I know which way the river is.

Turn them south.

What do you think you're doing?

We're heading for the meadow, Pete.

There's going to be the devil to pay

when Mr. Favor finds out about it.

He won't be in any position to object,

unless we're somewhere near to help.

Do you know which way we're heading?!

The river's that way.

Rowdy knows that.

He's deliberately going against orders

to see if Mr. Favor needs any help.

Well, he ain't as green behind the ears

as I thought.

What's holding us up?

I get privilege of the last words?

All right, say them but be quick.

To a man belong the right

to know that he dies for something.

You make promise to let Señor Favor,

his men, and his herd go through?

I'm makin' no promises.

But Eli...

We got to set an example that drovers

will hear about up and down the Sedalia trail.

Eli, you were in the army, weren't you?

Lieutenant Colonel, New Hampshire Volunteers.

I want to check a military point with you.

Well, do you think this is the time?

This is exactly the time.

If you gave an order in the army,

and that order turned out to be wrong,

who was to blame?

The officer in charge, me.

Would you accept full responsibility

for giving the wrong order and expect to take

full punishment for making the mistake?

I would.

Well, a trail drive is run just like an army.

Strong discipline, one man in charge.

I was in charge when Ken Wade was killed.

I gave the order to hold the herd

and make the camp.

If that order was wrong, I gave it.

I was responsible.

You're right.

Take that off of him.

Get his horse out.

Get back to the camp. Ya! Ya!

Bring in that horse.

You want to mount up?

All right, come on now, we've got a job to do,

Get that on.

Now, listen! This is no time to forget Ken Wade.

Remember how the life

was crushed out of him.

Remember, it could happen to any of us,

our wives, our children.

Get that on him.

Looks like they're heading right for us.

I got a word for Mr. Favor that concerns all of you.

Your gun.

All right, speak up.

The herd's heading in the right direction, boss,

and they're ready.

Look, I don't know what you're figuring, but don't try it.

If one cow comes down that hill towards us,

your trail boss is gone.

That should be clear enough, isn't it? Even to you?

Is everyone around here out of his mind?!

Look, I wave my hat and those beeves come running.

Mr. Favor may be killed

but I can't just wave my hat and stop these cattle.

He may be dead, but the cows don't know it.

They just keep coming,

and you're breaking your neck to get out of their way.

This herd is going to run over everything for ten miles.

There won't be a green spot left in this valley.

Is that what you want?

Well, go ahead, let me know about it, is that what you want?

Slap that horse out from under him now.

Did you hear what I said? Now!

You just touch that horse, mister.

You just try and touch it.

Eli!

Eli!

Eli...

Oh, Eli...

I didn't know what I was saying,

what I was doing.

When Ken died all I could think of was to hurt back.

You mean you want me to let Ken's murderers go unpunished?

It was an accident.

I know that now.

If we let them get away with this this time,

next year other cattle drives

will feel free to trample on our lands and our people.

I asked you to take revenge for me, Eli.

Well, now, I'm begging you to stop.

For me.

We just finished fighting a war

with the cattlemen and we won it.

Because we were ready. Right?

We did keep on fighting even though we did win.

We've got to set an example.

We haven't been bothered since, have we?

Well, have we?

I'm not forgetting I owe my life to you, Eli.

There's a limit how much a man can stand.

Rowdy.

It's over, Eli.

It's all over.

Want to come home?

Aunt Minnie will be there,

and so will Millie,

and, of course, for what it's worth,

I'll be around.

Head them up.

Move them out!

♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

♪ Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

♪ Though the streams are swollen ♪

♪ Keep them dogies rollin' ♪

♪ Rawhide ♪

♪ Through rain and wind and weather ♪

♪ Hell-bent for leather ♪

♪ Wishin' my gal was by my side ♪

♪ All the things I'm missin' ♪

♪ Good vittles, love and kissin' ♪

♪ Are waiting at the end of my ride ♪

♪ Move 'em on, head 'em up, head 'em up, move 'em on ♪

♪ Move 'em on, head 'em up, rawhide ♪

♪ Cut 'em out, ride 'em in, ride 'em in, let 'em out ♪

♪ Cut 'em out, ride 'em in ♪

♪ Rawhide... ♪ ♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin'... ♪

Hyah!

Hyah!

♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

Hyah! ♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin'... ♪

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