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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, throw And brand 'em ♪

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

♪ My heart's calculatin' ♪

♪ My true love Will be waitin' ♪

♪ Be 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 ♪

♪ Let 'em out, ride 'em in Ride 'em in, let 'em out ♪

♪ Cut 'em out Ride 'em in ♪

♪ Rawhide! ♪

♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

Hyah!

Hyah!

♪ Rawhide! ♪

Hyah!

Cows are senseless, stupid beasts.

They go halfway across a continent

just to be slaughtered.

The trouble is, nobody ever trained them to go alone.

It takes men to push your herd north.

Men, and time. And sometimes pain.

That's where I come in.

I'm one of the men.

Gil Favor, trail boss.

What're you doing out here, old man?

Who are you? Did you hear 'em?

Huh?

Oh. Oh.

Drovers, they always yell like that.

The cattle get used to it. Keeps 'em from hearin' things

they're not... Uh!

That old jasper's crazy.

I don't see any papers on him.

Here's a photograph.

What happened?

He tried to kill me.

Well, what for?

Well, how would I know?

Pete. It's about time to bed down the herd anyway.

We'll find out who he is when he comes around.

That is if he can tell us.

Jim, Joe, let's put 'em to bed.

Hey, boss.

What have you done?

We were just protecting ourselves, miss.

And it took some doing at that.

Harry?

Harry?

He'll come around, all right.

I'm sorry I had to bat him with a gun,

but... he didn't leave us much choice.

Well, I'll answer for anything he did,

any damage he caused.

We took this off of him.

Oh, that's my husband, Mr. Wittman's son.

I'm Rose Wittman.

Mrs. Wittman.

My name's Favor.

How do you do?

I live at a ranch about a mile east from here.

If you can help get Harry into the buggy, I think we'll be able

to make it home without any trouble...

Why don't you just rest here a while first.

I'll have one of the men ride over

and let your husband know what's happened.

My husband passed away six months ago.

Oh. Sorry.

Maybe I could ride back to your ranch

and bring back one of your hands.

Well, Mr. Wittman and I live alone now.

Oh, I'd better go with you myself then.

Oh. No, there's no need for that.

Mr. Wittman isn't always as violent as you just saw him.

When his mind is clear,

he's one of the gentlest people on earth.

Phew.

He sure comes close to being one of the strongest.

He was the strongest once.

When he was a young man in the ring.

So that's what he was doing. Boxing, huh?

He was a champion of England and Ireland.

Sometimes, when he hears something that reminds him

of the day he was beaten, he loses control.

I think maybe the shouting

of your riders.

Feeling all right?

Harry?

Harry, this is Mr. Favor and...

Rowdy Yates.

They're friends of mine, Harry.

I don't think Mr. Wittman is quite himself yet.

I wonder, might I take you up on that offer after all?

Certainly, Mrs. Wittman.

Rowdy, you let the men know I'll be gone for a while.

And then you follow on after us.

Right.

All this way and not a word.

Oh, blame the silence on me, Mr. Favor, not Harry.

No blame due anybody.

Figg was the first champion.

Then came Pipes, then Gretting, then Broughton.

That right?

Aye.

And I broke Tom Hyer's jaw in the 30th round.

Boston, 1846.

You know...

he was a very good man.

I promised to meet him again.

And, uh, of course, you know,

I've gotta soak these knuckles a little more.

He sees they're not ready yet.

Did Hyer send you to me?

Yes. Yes.

Oh. Yeah, it's his jaw.

See, he needs more time for it to heal.

Now, don't lie to him.

I-I don't want him to feel small or beggarly.

Just tell him...

that I'm not ready either.

Here's John's picture, Harry.

It fell out of your pocket.

If you're going back into training,

you'll need your sleep.

There's a son to be proud of.

Little small for bare-knuckle fighting,

but... a fine heart.

A good brain.

Aye.

You're breaking training, Harry.

Yeah. Oh, yeah.

I'm sorry, gentlemen, for saying good night so early, but...

if you go to the prize ring, you'll understand.

Oh, we understand.

Harry sleeps in the barn.

He loves the smell of the hay.

Mrs. Wittman, I... know it's none of my business, but...

shouldn't you have a couple of hired hands around?

In case... anything happened.

It isn't that easy to find someone you can trust nowadays.

Well, our trail map says

we're close to a town named Rock Point.

Don't you have any friends in there you could have come out?

I don't get into Rock Point very often.

My husband and I moved here just a month before he died.

We never had a chance to make many friends.

Aren't you worried about your safety?

Oh... nothing will happen to me.

You'll stay for supper.

I have a stewing chicken.

It'd sure be a relief from Wishbone's stew,

but, uh... we got work to do.

Oh, I... I'm sorry.

Well, thanks for... putting yourself

to all that trouble on my account.

No trouble.

We'll, uh, tie up your team before we leave.

Thank you.

Harry.

Harry.

You can't beat 'em if you're afraid, Harry.

You're afraid, Harry.

Get on your feet and fight.

Coward.

Get up, coward.

Get up, coward.

No. No, Harry.

Mr. Favor! Harry, no!

No, Harry!

No, Harry. No.

Harry, please, no!

Mr. Favor!

No. Harry!

Mr. Favor!

No! No, no, don't hurt him.

He doesn't know what he is doing.

Get some water on him. Get some water.

Where am I?

It's all right now, Harry.

But I was in the barn.

How did I get here?

You were walking in your sleep.

You fell against the rain barrel.

Oh.

Now you go in the house and get some towels.

Dry yourself off before you catch your death.

Yeah. All right.

You could be beaten to death at any time, couldn't you?

I just went in to see if he was comfortable.

Second time in an hour

we've seen him like that.

Well, it comes and it goes.

Nobody would believe it unless they'd seen him

in one of his spells.

Mrs. Wittman, what are you gonna do about this?

I don't know.

My husband used to say if he got any worse,

we should commit him to a territorial asylum but...

You know, it's strange.

There's been a federal judge holding court here in town

for the last week.

I've felt like taking Harry to him

and having the judge commit him, but...

I backed away from it.

Judge gone yet?

No, he'll be there until tomorrow afternoon.

Well, it isn't a very easy decision to make.

Well, it better become easy to decide,

and real quick too.

Well, everybody in town likes Harry.

I wouldn't have any witnesses.

You've got two witnesses right here.

The herd could get along without us for a day anyway.

Yeah. And there's that, uh,

stewin' chicken that you were talking about.

Yeah, Rowdy and I can sleep in the barn,

go into town with you first thing in the morning.

Well, uh...

I-it'll be better... It'll be better for him.

You know, I'd almost forgotten that luxury.

What luxury, Mrs. Wittman?

Having a man make up my mind for me again.

Nice behaved town.

Folks usually make a carnival out of court week.

No carnival there.

Few months ago the town elected a new marshal.

He's a fire- and-brimstone man.

It was his intention to make this town spotless.

He do seem to be a man of his word.

Well, look who's come to town.

Hey, now.

The only real woman in Rock Point.

That's what them who knew her up in Abilene say.

We had us a few beauts like that down at the Keg House...

before your brother started scrubbing this town.

You shut up about him.

I'll shut up, but if it wasn't for Marshal Thompson,

we'd have us a town...

instead of a graveyard.

I thought the marshal had run her out of town.

Not that one.

She's too brazen to run.

Just so you'll know, I worked

in the Crystal Palace Saloon in Abilene.

I warned my husband how people would feel.

I'm sorry, Harry.

We don't need these outsiders to help us, Rose.

Let me stay.

Everything will be all right. You'll see.

The judge has a reputation for being a very smart man, Harry.

We'll let him decide.

I used to see a lot more of you in Abilene, Rose.

Get your hands off me.

Since when you been so fussy?

All right. Break it up, break it up.

You're under arrest, mister.

For what? For starting a roughhouse.

A what?!

There'll be a fine. Five dollars.

It's worth it.

Give that to the clerk.

See that you get a receipt.

Oh, Rose.

These two saddle tramps working for you?

We're pushing a herd north

on the Sedalia, Missouri trail, mister.

I haven't heard anything about a herd.

Maybe you ain't been listening.

Yes, he listens.

Anything anybody says against me, he listens.

Better not crowd her, Lou.

She's one of our kind.

Any of you people ever see those two before?

I've never seen 'em, Lou.

Maybe good at dealing cards,

or spinning roulette wheels.

He's got in his mind I'm gonna open a saloon.

Any man befriends me

he figures gotta be a card dealer

or a stickman I'm bringing in.

Gregg, how about it?

You seen these two before?

In Silver City, I... saw a man

that looked like this one.

Uh, I'm not sure.

They smell like cowpokes.

But you only have to walk through a cowyard

to smell like that.

Until you find somebody who's sure,

we've got business here, and you're holding us up.

Uh, just a minute.

I'll take the guns.

No, you won't.

You're violating a law.

No wearing a firearm within the limits of Rock Point.

Give me the guns.

You'll do a lot better, mister, if you ask nice.

Do what the man says, Rowdy.

Hear ye. Hear ye.

The First District Court of the United States

is now in session.

Judge James Kuff, presiding.

All right. Court's open.

First case.

Your Honor. Yes.

We'd appreciate it if you'd put the Wittman case

at the top of your list.

Oh, what's your reason for this request?

Mr. Yates and I are witnesses for Mrs. Wittman.

But we're also pushing a herd north.

We're kind of pressed for time.

Well, okay, if there are no objections,

we'll take the Wittman case.

Well, ma'am, what's your complaint?

Your Honor, this is...

pretty difficult for Mrs. Wittman.

Maybe I can talk for her.

Maybe you can. That is, if it's all right with her.

Is it, ma'am?

All right. Go ahead and speak.

Mrs. Wittman is here

about her father-in-law, Harry Wittman.

Get wi... Get on with it.

She wants the court to make out papers

to put him in the territorial asylum.

She wants what?

Uh, marshal, I must remind you that this is a court of law.

You'll get your chance to talk

at the proper time.

I'd better.

What is your reason for this request, ma'am?

Well, for the last few months,

e-especially since my husband died,

Mr. Wittman has been getting continually worse.

He's growing dangerous. I think it'd be better for him

to be put away somewhere where he could be taken care of.

What's the matter, Rose?

Getting tired of sittin' up with the old man?

And I saw the man that said that.

I want you to shut your mouth, mister,

and keep it shut.

I want to remind you again

that this is a court of law...

and dignity is going to be maintained

as long as I'm in charge.

What do you mean by "dangerous," ma'am?

He came mighty close to killing me, judge.

What kind of a filthy railroading trick is this?

I've seen a lot of miserable human beings in my life,

but these three beat 'em all.

I know this woman, judge.

The whole town knows her.

Sure she wants to put the old man away.

She's no nursemaid.

Well, why don't you listen to the witnesses.

What witnesses?

A couple of saddle tramps

you picked up off the trail to do you a favor?

You sit down.

Sit down!

Quiet!

Old man.

Do you know why you're here, old man?

Well, looks like my daughter-in-law

has been listening to some outsiders

who think I ought to be put away, sir.

Uh, what is your name?

My name's Harry Wittman.

How old are you, Harry?

I'm 62.

Huh.

You know what day of the week you was born on?

I was born on Monday, December the 10th, sir.

Now, Harry, I'm gonna ask you a very strange question.

Do you know the difference between heat lightning

and forked lightning?

I... I don't know what makes the difference...

but I know how the difference looks.

Heat lightning... lights up all the skies.

But forked lightning makes jagged streaks.

Like that.

Hm.

Harry, what town are you in?

In Rock Point, sir.

Do you think you know the difference

between right and wrong?

Yes, sir.

Uh, Harry, suppose you were a judge...

and two men were brought up in front of you,

both of them claiming the same pig.

What would be the first thing you do?

Well, I'd find out which one was the liar.

We...

Suppose both of these men

had a reputation for honesty, for telling the truth.

Oh, then I'd kill the pig.

Why, Harry?

Well, because I'd sit them down, both together,

to make friends over a nice pork dinner.

Quiet!

Quiet!

Order.

Why, this man is just as sane as anybody in this place.

Petition denied.

Judge, you're making a mistake.

There are great many bare-knuckle fighters back East

in this man's condition.

Now, they don't put them away there...

and I don't intend to put 'em away here.

I don't know about that, but I do know

that I saw him try to kill Mrs. Wittman.

Look, judge, it's for his own good as well as for hers.

I can find no evidence on which to commit Harry Wittman

to an institution.

Case dismissed.

Please. Please. It's best for him.

He doesn't want to kill anybody.

Nobody here knows what he's like when he's not in his right mind.

It's best for him.

Anybody here ever see Harry try to kill?

No. No!

She's trying to send him away.

Order.

Order in the court!

Order!

Order in the court!

Order in the court!

Order!

Order in the court. Order!

Dave.

Leave her alone, huh?

Why?

Just do as I say.

Harry?

I don't want to talk to you. Leave me alone.

Let's have our guns, marshal.

Leaving us already, cowherds?

A while, marshal.

A while?

You're leaving for good.

What is makes you folks in this town so friendly?

Long, hard hours of practice?

You called it. Practice and experience.

It's taken us a long time to scrub up this town,

and we don't aim to have it all dirtied up

by a couple of two-bit saddle tramps

from off the Sedalia trail.

I'll tell you something, marshal...

After seeing the way you...

treat your neighbors in this town,

I know one thing...

Don't worry about dirtying up your town.

Couldn't get any filthier than it is.

We want to tell you how sorry we are about how it turned out.

If there's anything we can do...

Mrs. Wittman, if, uh...

It's best to leave her alone, I guess.

Don't worry about me.

Tears in a woman aren't always what you think.

Scum like that isn't worth crying over.

I'm used to their kind.

There's no reason why you should be.

Do you know Abilene, Mr. Favor?

Some.

You ever been to the Crystal Palace?

Yes'm.

Johnny came in there one night to play faro.

I sat down next to him,

and he said I brought him luck.

He'd just bought his ranch,

and he was on his way to pick up his father.

He asked me to marry him.

And I wasn't afraid either.

I said yes.

And you can imagine

what a... fuss it caused

when he brought me here.

You... You saw some of it just now.

That's why we didn't have any visitors.

That's why people in Rock Point

don't know Harry the way I do.

I saw his face after the judge handed down his decision.

I know. I saw him.

It wasn't very pretty.

His mind was clear as a bell.

Well, you... You can't just...

go back to the house

and wait for him.

Well, I can't run.

I won't run.

The only thing my husband asked

was that I take care

of his father until he dies.

And I promised.

I mean to take care of him, Mr. Favor...

until he dies.

Or until you do?

I'll tell you exactly what'll happen.

Harry will mope around in the hills for a few days,

he'll come back...

and everything will be just as it was.

I... I sure hope you're right, Mrs. Wittman.

You... You both have been very kind, and...

And I'm very thankful.

But if you're seen with me again,

it'll just make things worse.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

You believe what she said about the old man

comin' back, actin' natural?

What's more important, she doesn't believe it either.

But she asked us out of it.

She must have good reason.

We could use some wheels.

Our... wagons are all crippled.

Hey, there!

Are you what you claim? Drovers?

That's right.

The marshal claims you're here to start a saloon

with Rose Wittman.

The marshal's a liar.

The marshal's my brother.

Well, then...

you got a liar in the family.

No. Not Brother Lou.

He's too upright for lying.

Looking for wheels.

Inside, then.

This used to be a friendly town.

Well, now, whenever was that?

Before Lou Marshal made himself Mr. Law and Order in person.

You mean there's nobody to stand in his way?

Whole cemetery full of people

who stood in the marshal's way.

That's a good wheel.

I got a dozen of 'em.

We could use three, if you can lend us a wagon to haul them in.

Seven dollars apiece.

That's good enough.

Twenty-one.

You mean, there's nobody in this town...

who'll side with a woman who needs help?

On this, mister, you side with her

the marshal just figures you're sidin' against him.

Well, you think the marshal

could stand it if, uh,

you rolled a wheel alongside of us?

Wagon's just outside.

All right, let's have it.

How long you gonna keep milling this thing

around your mind like a cat worrying a rat.

Tsk.

You all right if we...

take the wheels back to camp before we go back to town?

Yeah.

Aah.

Ah, what's the matter, Mrs. Wittman?

Nothing.

Oh, you don't look like it's nothing.

And your voice don't sound right neither.

I'm worried about Harry. He's up in the hills.

I'm afraid something might happen to him.

Oh, yeah.

What you need is a man around this place.

I mean, someone else than Harry.

I know.

You know, I...

I'd just never rest if I didn't try to apologize

for the way my brother and the rest of them clods

acted toward you in court this morning.

You know, Brother Lou, he...

He just don't understand human beings.

I think a lot of people are getting

sick and tired of his ways.

But, I, uh...

I didn't come here just to apologize for my brother.

I came to help.

Help?

Yep.

You don't have enough money to take care of yourself

and that father-in-law of yours forever.

I want to help you get enough so you can.

How?

You want to get back East, don't you?

You let go of me... Don't you?

You want to get back East,

and... dress like a lady...

spend money like you were something.

Isn't that it, huh?

Anything wrong with that?

No. No.

The only thing wrong is...

you can't do it.

Not without a millstone around your neck.

And that old man is a millstone, isn't he?

You just can't shake him loose.

What are you getting at?

How much you figure this house, and...

the barn,

livestock and acreage is worth? 5,000?

Six? Seven?

At least that.

You could do just about what you want with half that.

Four thousand dollars. Tsk!

Furnish a lot of mighty high living for quite a while.

Would you care for a cup of coffee?

All right.

What do you do to earn half?

You need me.

Against the town,

and against Harry.

Everything's in his name, isn't it?

Go on.

I saw what you was trying to do with them drovers.

Tsk! That was the right, smart idea.

Too bad their testimony didn't work.

Harry came out looking like a sensible, harmless old man.

He's not.

He isn't?

Not all the time.

I've never seen him when he's not.

He can be made to act crazy.

He can?

Yes.

All right, now, listen.

Suppose you would tell me how to get him all riled up.

And suppose I get him to act like that right smack

in the center of town.

In front of a whole flock of witnesses.

In front of my brother.

Now. if the town told the judge

they saw Harry acting like that...

the judge would have to send him away.

A lot of high living on $4,000.

All right.

All right, Dave.

That's fine, Rose. Fine.

We got us a bargain?

Yes.

You'll find him up in the hills

above the North Road.

He always goes up there to brood

like a child or a dumb animal.

But you haven't told me, Rose.

What I do?

How do I get him riled up?

All those years in the ring.

He was in too long.

Whenever he remembers that last time,

when they had to carry him out,

and it took him two days to regain his senses...

Now, wait a minute, Rose.

I don't want to take advantage of you.

I want this thing straight and aboveboard.

Got a pencil and paper?

Sit down.

All you have to do is to write down...

that when and if...

you make a sale of this property...

after it's yours...

I'm to get half.

You see, I'm like you, Rose.

I want to get away from this stinkin' town too.

And with 4,000 dollars, I can stay away for a long time.

Or...

we could stay away for a long time.

Why don't you tell me, Harry?

What are you doing out here?

Oh, where else is there to go?

Well...

they give you a hard time in town.

Aah. They don't understand.

Nobody understands.

I just wanna fight again...

even it kill me.

But the doctors say no.

Ah, sure, I know.

Well...

don't you worry about it anymore.

Hyer did it.

He knocked me out in the...

30th round in Liverpool.

Huh.

See...

I broke his jaw in Boston.

And then I gave him another fight in Liverpool.

He hit me so hard that I...

had to go to a hospital.

Some of the people said that...

I fell down on purpose.

No.

Yeah. oh, and some said I was a coward.

People got no right to say that to you.

Well, I just want to fight again.

I'll tell you what.

I'll set you up a fight...

and you can show 'em all.

Huh, Harry?

Dave.

You're my friend, Dave.

♪ Old Dan Tucker Was a grand old man ♪

♪ He washed his face In a frying pan ♪

♪ Combed his hair With a wagon wheel ♪

♪ Ran away the toothache In his heel ♪

♪ Get out of the way For Old Dan Tucker ♪

♪ He's too late To get his supper ♪

♪ Supper's over Dinner cooking ♪

♪ And Old Dan Tucker Just standing there looking ♪

Hey, give 'er another. - Come on.

That's the way.

No, no, no, Harry. We don't want to go in there.

We're gonna show them.

You said we're gonna show them.

I know, I know. But I want to set it up, see?

We gotta do this right, Harry boy.

So everyone will know you're still champion.

Now, come on. Huh?

Ah, look at that.

They got the ring and the dressing rooms locked up.

Ha-ha-ha. That's my boy.

Now, you, uh...

You go on in there and lie down, Harry.

You get yourself some rest...

while I arrange things.

Oh, you're good to me, Dave.

It's a long time since anybody understood me.

But my son understood me.

He wouldn't allow anybody to call me a coward

while he was alive.

Everything's gonna be all right, Harry boy.

You just rest up.

Now, I'm gonna close the door...

so no one'll bother you.

What are you doing?

That... This is not a dressing room.

This is your brother's jail.

You're absolutely right, Harry.

This is a jail.

Well, why'd you lock the door?

This is where you belong. Jail!

What do you mean? What are you doing, Dave?

This is what they do to quitters, Harry.

Cowards!

They lock 'em up.

Oh, Dave, don't fool me.

You know I'm all right.

Sometimes I get mixed up a bit.

And... I've been hit so many times, that sometimes

I feel myself in... In the ring.

And I can see the lights go on, and they go off again.

Oh, sometimes I get mixed up so...

That I just don't know where I am.

But I'm all right, Dave.

Let me out.

You ain't never gonna get out, Harry.

Not till you prove you can fight.

Let me out!

Let me out of here. Let me out of here!

Harry. Look at this over here. Let me out of here!

Look! Your picture's everywhere.

In all the newspapers! Harry Wittman,

King of the Flopbacks.

Oh, let me out of here.

Come on! Put up your dukes! Let me out.

I'm the champion of England and Ireland.

Everybody knows me.

I'm Harry Wittman.

Figg was the first champion.

Then came Pipes.

Then Gretting. Then...

Then... Then Broughton.

And I broke Tom Hyer's jaw in the 30th round.

That was a fight.

That was a fight when I broke his jaw.

Let me out of here!

Right this way... Harry.

Crowd is impatient.

Come on, Harry. Come on!

Come on, Harry.

Out this way, Harry.

Come on.

Come on, Harry. Come on.

That's right.

That's it. Harry, that's it.

Come on, champ. Hyer's waiting to beat you up, punk.

I think I'll go home.

You can't go home. Your son's gone, don't you remember?

He can't help you now.

Leave me alone.

Give me that picture.

Come on. Get up and fight, you miserable old fall-down.

Gimme that picture.

What kind of a champion were you?

You're afraid to fight Hyer, ain't you?

Ain't you? If you ain't scared,

come on, let see how you fight...

or fall down.

Gimme that picture.

Huh. Why you j...

Hey!

Hey! Dave's dead!

Dave Thompson's been killed!

Dave's dead.

Hey! Dave Thompson's been killed.

Out there in the street.

He's dead.

The neck's busted.

It's Dave Thompson.

What is this?

Sorry, marshal. He's dead.

Dave.

Dave?

Come away from him, Lou.

Two of you, carry him inside.

Had to come back, didn't you, saddle tramp?

You couldn't leave the thing alone.

It took two of you to do it.

Got this all wrong, marshal.

He was already dead when we came here.

Here, he knows that.

Well, speak up, you drunken jasper.

Look, marshal...

we're leaving the same way we came in.

Somebody tries to stop us, somebody gets hurt.

You two are gonna beg to die.

I had plans for Davy.

This was gonna be a decent town

for him to grow up in.

No more temptation.

There's a tree down at the end

of the street. Come on.

Wait! Wait. Lou, you can't do this.

These men couldn't have killed Dave.

Who else could have killed him?

I loaned them my wagon this afternoon.

I seen 'em ride out of town.

They came back, didn't they?

Well, that doesn't mean that...

Lou, you cleaned up this town. Now, you can't do this.

Better go on home, Mel. You're in my way.

Maybe it's just as well I am in your way.

Lou, it's been a long time since anybody

tried to talk sense to you around here.

You're pushing me, Mel. It was Dave they killed!

Who said? Tanner?

He... He just said that Dave was dead.

Tanner saw them!

He didn't say he saw it!

Well, don't just stand there. Tell 'em the truth!

They couldn't have done it.

I stumbled over Dave on... On my way home.

He was dead then.

I ran to the barn.

I saw these fellas...

pull up, and...

If they didn't do it, who did?

I seen...

I-I seen Harry Wittman...

run off as I come up.

Harry...

Harry Wittman.

That's right. Harry Wittman.

Anybody know where the old man might be?

He only has one place to go.

Anybody that follows me tonight is a deputy.

Right now.

Thompson! You already made one bad mistake!

Don't make another!

You men!

Don't let him lead you into this!

Thanks to both of you for what you did.

If the old man went back to the farm,

he's going after Rose.

Better get there before they do.

I know you're in there.

There's a light in the barn. You take the house.

He did it, Harry.

He's the one who made me do it.

It's open! The door's open!

We've come for the old man.

You're bound and determined to lynch somebody.

Is that it, Thompson?

Doesn't matter much who.

Me, Harry Wittman, anybody.

Harry killed Dave.

A man out of his senses killed Dave.

He's no more responsible for what he did than a...

Than a gun would be.

It takes something to trigger it.

Just as it took something to turn Harry Wittman loose.

Everyone of you men in that courtroom,

too deaf to listen to Rose Wittman,

had a hand in Dave's death.

You made Harry Wittman your responsibility,

and then you went home and you forgot about it.

You're the ones responsible for Dave Thompson's death.

All right, you've been listening to this saddle tramp

spouting off, now, listen to me.

I'll tell you what killed Davy!

Filth and sin!

Your letting a madman, a dance-hall woman

and a couple of cowherds butt into our way of life.

I took your dirty little town and scrubbed it

till its face shone, and I can do it again.

It has to be done again!

Come on!

Oh, come on.

Are you gonna let these two cowherds run your town?

We came here to do justice.

We ain't gonna help you, Lou.

Time somebody stood up to you.

You ain't any good for us anymore.

Maybe you were once, but you're not anymore.

Lou, we're not forgettin' what you did for us.

Sure, you cleaned up the town. You...

You tamed it when it was wild,

you made it a better place to live in.

But you didn't stop at that.

You had to keep right on rulin'

with an iron hand, till...

We were so scared, we...

We've been living our lives just the way you wanted us to.

Doing everything you wanted us to do.

Why do you think we came here with you tonight? To...

To help you because of your brother?

No.

We're here because not one of us had the guts to stand up to you.

We were too afraid to speak up

when you wanted us to lynch Harry here.

Thank you, mister, for standin' up to him for us.

Come on, Lou. Let's go home.

Oh, Marshal Thompson,

you're not going without Harry, are you?

Not after what he did to your brother.

No.

Mel's right.

I was gonna lynch a man.

I don't deserve this.

Not anymore.

We'll take Harry with us, Mrs. Wittman.

We'll take him to the doctor.

To the doctor?

What'll he do? Give him a pill,

rest him up and then send him back to me?

I don't want him back here! I'm scared stiff of him!

There's no call for you to t-talk like that, Rose.

I'm not mad.

Sometimes my brain is a little hazy

and my head aches.

Sometimes the taunt of people

makes me hear the howls from the crowd.

And I feel the bare knuckles against my face

and in the back of my head.

A... And I gotta fight back, Rose.

I'm not mad. You know that.

I'm all right.

Oh, it is, Mrs. Wittman.

Maybe he won't have those spells anymore

if the doctor treats him, rests him up.

Uh, none of us wants to see Harry sent away.

You think those are just spells?

I'll show you.

Harry...

you know what they're all saying?

They're all saying you're a coward.

They're saying you're lying down

because you're afraid.

You're afraid of Hyer.

They're laughing, Harry,

because they think you're a coward.

Rose...

it was you all along who wanted me put away.

It was you that taunted me.

You and Dave.

I think you sent Dave to taunt me.

Well...

if it means that much to you...

I'll go.

I'll willingly go, Rose.

Well...

don't you wanna say goodbye to me?

Rose. What happened?

She's dead.

Gentlemen...

take me to the place

she wanted me to go.

I won't hurt you.

I won't hurt anybody anymore.

Come on, Harry.

I'll stay.

I was the one that hurt her the most.

Least I can do is stay with her for a while.

Rowdy.

Head 'em up! Move 'em 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' ♪

Hyah!

Hyah!

♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

Hyah!