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♪ 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 ♪
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♪ Move 'em on, head 'em up Rawhide ♪
♪ Cut 'em out, ride 'em in Ride 'em in, let 'em out ♪
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Hyah!
"Sedalia to Philadelphia."
You'll make connections in Saint Louis.
Thank you, sir.
There's a place.
Right here, Ogalla.
Doesn't bother you, does it, friend?
What?
The Indian sitting here.
Makes some folks kind of nervous.
I had to take him out of the other car,
he was scaring a couple of old ladies.
But he's with me.
No harm at all I promise you.
Well, I sure don't mind if he don't.
That's fine, fine.
Now, just stay put now,
I'll be up in the smoker.
Thank you. Hmm?
I am grateful
for your acceptance.
To travel to strange,
far places
is difficult
when one is without his loved ones.
Yes, I know what you mean.
Two.
What is this anyway,
a celebration or a funeral?
What are we celebrating?
Well, a pocket full of money,
a month with nothing to do,
and nine more saloons
we haven't been in yet.
Well, nine saloons
will take care of the money.
We'll still have a month with nothing to do.
Señor Pete,
I do not think I can last
for even one more...
Yeah,
it takes more to being a drover
than just pushing babes around.
Well, all right, so it isn't a celebration
but why is it a funeral?
There ain't no funeral.
Well, then why is everybody so...?
Oh, I get it.
It's the boss.
Mr. Favor isn't here to lead you around
by the hand.
His little boys are afraid to go out alone.
Well, you ought to be ashamed of yourselves,
begrudging a man a chance
to have a vacation and see his kids.
What've you been drinking anyway?
Whatever it is, I think you need a couple more.
And eat the glass this time, will ya?
Ah...
Mr. Rowdy!
Mr. Rowdy, Mr. Rowdy,
I think you better take this.
What is it? It's a telegram from Mr. Favor.
Mr. Favor?
Well, I was passing by this telegraph office,
and I heard this fellow talking to a couple of drovers,
and he was asking him if he knew
a trail boss named Mr. Favor.
So of course I said I guess I did.
So next thing I knew he shoved this in my hand.
Why didn't you tell him Mr. Favor's out of town?
Well, he didn't give me a chance, Mr. Nolan.
What am I supposed to do with it?
You can't deliver it, that's for certain.
Well, it might be business.
Mr. Favor left you in charge.
Yeah, well, supposing it ain't?
Only one way to find out.
Oh, yeah.
Let's see, it's from Eleanor.
Oh, that's his sister-in-law,
that's where the kids are staying.
"Your visit
would not be right
at present time.
Would upset children.
Strongly urge you not to come.
Letter of follows Eleanor."
Oh, no, no.
"Letter follows Eleanor."
Oh, well.
Bartender.
You have not enough room?
Oh, no, it's not that.
It's just these city clothes.
The discomforts of civilization.
It'll take some getting used to again.
You have been gone a long time.
Why is it that obvious?
The signs are plain.
The face that has felt many suns.
The eyes that seek
the horizon.
A man of the open fields.
Maybe too much so, huh?
I'd almost forgotten there is another way to live.
Home, family, neighbors.
So you return for good?
Oh, no, just to visit.
See my two daughters.
My wife died a few years ago,
they've been staying with an aunt in Philadelphia.
Philadelphia.
The great city of the east.
One of them.
You can tell me of it?
There's not too much to tell.
A lot of people, a lot of buildings.
Why, are you going there?
Among the other cities.
It will be very strange,
I have never seen
such a place before.
Well, you'll start out even.
I'm sure the people of Philadelphia
have never seen anyone like you either.
That is what the colonel said.
Why he asked me to come with him.
The colonel?
Colonel Somers.
He has what he calls
a wild west show.
I am to be part of it.
Doing what?
Ride,
show my skill with the lance and the bow.
Let the people of the east
see a true chief of the Pawnee.
You think this is wrong.
Oh, I-I couldn't say.
The year has been hard
for my people.
The winter was bitter.
There is much hunger
and sickness.
Colonel Somers offered much money.
It meant food,
seed,
grain,
a chance to begin again.
Of course, then you...
You're doing a fine thing.
May it be the right thing,
to go so far
to such a strange place,
it is almost frightening.
I trust we shall both
find a friendly welcome,
and a rewarding visit.
Oh, you're not allowed in the front way.
If you're selling something,
you have to go to the kitchen door.
My aunt Eleanor says so.
Maggie?
My name is Margaret.
My aunt Eleanor doesn't like anybody
to call me Maggie.
I've always called you that.
Don't remember me, huh?
No, and my aunt Eleanor says
I should never talk to strangers.
She's absolutely right.
But I'm not exactly a stranger.
Honest.
I'm your father.
Well?
You don't look like my daddy.
It's been a long time.
But I saw his picture,
he sent it last Christmas.
Well, then?
He had a big hat and boots,
and he wore an apron on both of his legs.
That's my working clothes.
I got all dressed up to come and see you.
You're really my daddy?
Honest and truly?
Honest and truly.
Margaret,
what are you doing, child?
I've told you never to speak to strangers.
It's Daddy, Aunt Eleanor, it's Daddy.
Gil. Hello, Eleanor.
It's good to see you again.
And you but...
You were expecting me, weren't you?
You got my letter?
Oh, yes, yes.
But didn't you get my wire?
Why, no. Is anything wrong?
Not exactly, it's just that...
Gillian's sick again.
Margaret.
Sick?
It's nothing serious. She's always sick.
Will you be still, Margaret?
I'm sorry, Gil,
this isn't a very gracious welcome.
What about Gillian, where is she?
She's in her room.
There's nothing to worry about really.
I'll explain after you've seen her.
Oh, no, Margaret, you stay outside.
Why?
Well, you know how upset Gillian gets
when she has too much company.
Besides, you should give her a chance
to say hello to her father.
But he's my father too.
I'll tell you what,
you see this bundle?
Presents? Yeah, for you and Gillian.
You sort them out, and divide them
into things that you'd like
and things you think she'd like, huh?
Sure.
You haven't lost your way with women.
At least not at that age.
Gillian?
Yes, Aunt Eleanor?
Feeling better, dear?
A little.
Good.
I have a wonderful surprise for you.
Look who's here.
Gillian honey.
I'm sorry to hear you're not feeling well.
I'll be all right.
Sure you will.
We've got a lot to do.
We're going to have a fine time together.
That's nice.
So you hurry up and get well now, hear?
I'll try.
It's been such a long time, honey.
Got a lot of catching up to do.
Aunt Eleanor?
Yes, dear.
Will you fix my pillows? I want to lay down now.
Here let me do it.
Been a long time since I've had a chance
to fuss over my girl.
How about that?
Fine, thank you.
Rest up, now, I...
I'll be in to see you later.
All right.
I'll bring your supper
in a few minutes, dear.
Aunt Eleanor?
Yes, dear?
I'll be right with you, Gil.
Eleanor, maybe you'd better
let me have it straight, what's wrong?
It's nothing serious, Gil, believe me.
She just happens to be a delicate child.
I'm not talking about that.
It seems that she doesn't want me here,
even that she's afraid of me.
Well, that's why I sent you the wire.
I was afraid this would happen.
But why?
Is it something I've done?
Maybe it's something you haven't done.
Maggie! What do you think you're doing?
Just showing Gillian some of my presents.
Yeah, well,
maybe you'd better climb down now.
I didn't do it on purpose, Daddy.
Honest.
I didn't mean to scare Gillian that way.
Sure, I know.
She's no fun anymore,
she never wants to play.
She's always sick.
Does she like to be sick, Daddy?
Well, nobody really likes to be sick, honey.
I bet she does.
"I don't feel well, I have to lay down."
She's a sissy.
Oh, you won't remember it
because you're too young,
but she was a real tomboy once,
even wilder than you.
She used to be fighting
with all the boys in school
and when we went riding,
she always wanted to race.
Riding? A real horse?
Her own pinto.
I wish I could ride a horse,
but Aunt Eleanor won't let me.
Why not?
Oh, she's afraid we'll fall off.
Margaret,
your supper's ready, dear.
Go in and wash up now.
Yes, Aunt Eleanor.
And leave that awful thing outside.
Oh, it's not real.
I mean, it was, but it's just a skin.
Daddy says I can make a belt out of it.
We'll discuss that later.
Yes, Aunt Eleanor.
I'll hurry,
will you wait for me, Daddy?
Of course I will.
Maybe it isn't important
but we always call her Margaret.
Maggie just seems more fitting somehow.
Perhaps, but names stick
and it wouldn't be appropriate
for a young lady.
Any more than
an Indian bonnet and war paint?
Frankly, no.
This is Philadelphia, Gil.
Children are raised differently here.
So I notice.
You asked me to take care of them,
I feel as though I have the right
to bring them up as I see fit.
Of course you do,
and I can't tell you how much I appreciate it.
I'm not looking for appreciation.
I couldn't love them any more if they were my own.
What are we fighting about, Eleanor?
I didn't realize we were.
You don't want me here, do you?
Only because of Gillian.
Do you know the last time she got sick?
When I told her you were coming.
Do you know what she said to me upstairs?
She was afraid you were going to take her back with you.
Why should she be afraid of me?
I'm her father.
In name only.
It's been more than two years,
you're a stranger now.
I've kept in touch.
All the letters and presents in the world
won't make up for one goodnight kiss.
What are you trying to say?
You have to decide, Gil.
To be a real father
or someone who just brings presents.
You know I can't take them back, I...
I'm not prepared to take care of two little girls.
Not in Texas obviously.
Aunt Eleanor?
Gillian's calling you.
Tell her I'll be right up.
I'll fix up the bedroom for you.
Remember, hold tight with the left hand,
hold the arrow with those fingers,
sight along the arrow,
and pull it back as far as you can.
Steady now.
Let it go.
I did it, I did it!
Gillian did you see?
Good.
Gillian, how about you taking a try at it?
Yeah, come on, Gillian,
it's fun.
Well, all right.
Hold the bow in the left hand.
Now, the arrow in there.
Draw back slowly and...
Gillian, what on earth are you doing?
Oh, I'm just showing them
how to protect themselves from Indians.
And I hit the target.
This is hardly the sort of thing
to do in the house, Gil.
Sorry, I didn't stop to think.
And you girls were supposed to be practicing.
Mmm, do Indians play the piano, Daddy?
No.
But then they don't play music
as pretty as you do either.
Really, Gil, you're...
You're worse than the children.
Let's see if we can't find something special
to make this a real treat.
Hey, how about this?
A wild west show?
What's that?
It's something like a circus,
only western style.
With wild animals
and Indians too?
Ah, sure, look right here.
"Ogalla, chief of the Pawnee tribe."
As a matter of fact I know him personally.
You do?
I don't believe it.
Why not?
He didn't scalp you.
Indians aren't that savage.
In their own way they're just as civilized
as we are, if not more so.
And they don't kill people and burn down their houses?
Oh, sure there's a few bad people in every race,
but Indians are humans
just like you.
Different way of life maybe,
but underneath just the same.
An Indian brave is like me,
Indian children are like you.
And a squaw is like Aunt Eleanor?
Uh, yeah, sort of.
Do they do the same things we do?
Of course. Men work,
women take care of their families,
children learn and play.
Games?
Mm-hm. What kind?
Well, let's see, oh, yeah.
You lay down on the floor facing me.
Yeah, like this.
Now, put your arm up,
take hold of my hand, like that.
There, now this is called Indian wrestling.
The idea is to force the other person's hand
down to the floor, like that.
That's not fair,
you're bigger.
All right, you use both hands.
Ready?
Go.
Go on, Margaret, push it down.
I ca... I can't.
Try harder.
Well, come help me.
No fair, you little monkey.
Gillian, what are you doing?
Daddy's showing us a new game.
Just look at you, all hot and perspiring.
But I feel all right.
Well, you won't if you keep this up.
Now, I want you to sit quietly
or I'll have to put you back to bed.
Yes, Aunt Eleanor.
You too, Margaret.
Really, Gil, I should think you'd know better.
Gillian, Gillian, look at me.
Aren't they beautiful?
Where did you get them?
From a stable.
Daddy says I can ride real good.
Almost as good as you, Gillian.
Remember when we rode together?
Say, how would you like to try again?
I don't think I'd better.
Oh, just up and down the street a little.
All right.
Maggie?
Oh, wait, I can't.
My dress is too long.
Pull it up like I did.
You're wearing bloomers.
I think you can manage.
All right.
Remember how to hold the reigns, now.
Firmly, not too tight.
Scared? No.
We'll take it nice and easy.
Gil, wait.
Look at Gillian, Aunt Eleanor.
Gil, no, it isn't safe.
Gillian's been riding before.
Come on, Gillian.
Gillian! Gillian!
That's all right, honey.
It's all right. That's it, settle down.
Gillian.
It's all right, Eleanor. Nothing wrong.
Nothing's wrong? She might've been killed.
Come on, darling, I'll take you back.
Not yet.
The dog just frightened the horse and made him shy.
Now, when she dropped the reigns,
the horse didn't know what to do.
Nobody was giving him any orders
so he just went off on his own.
Gil, this is no time for...
Please, Eleanor.
Now, a horse needs a firm hand.
There's nothing to be frightened of
as long as you've got control of it.
You understand that?
Let's finish our ride then.
Yes, Daddy.
Is this why you came, Gil?
To destroy everything I've tried to do?
Now, Eleanor,
you know better than that.
I only know you've succeeded in wrecking
a happy orderly household.
You've made a roughneck out of Margaret
and you've endangered Gillian's health.
There doesn't seem to be anything really wrong
with her health.
Have you been taking care of her
the past two years?
Have you sat up nights with her,
nursed her, tended her hand and foot?
Have you tried not tending them?
I mean, kids are pretty smart.
They catch on real quick the easiest way
to get what they want.
So I haven't done a good job.
I didn't say that.
Well, you're certainly trying to prove it.
Eleanor, you're putting me in a bad spot.
I realize how much you've done for them,
how much you've loved them.
I can't repay that.
Oh, I'm not looking for repayment, Gil.
I'm just trying to bring them up
the best way I know how.
Fine, but isn't there some room
for some fun in their life?
I mean, dang it all, do you expect me to stand still
when I see something's wrong?
Well, since it's that wrong,
I suggest you make other arrangements.
Other arrangements?
Take them back with you, bring them up your way.
Wait a minute...
You're their father, it's your right.
Go on, take them back to your...
Your horses and cattle and cowboys and Indians.
I can't do that.
Well, that's one problem
you'll have to decide for yourself.
I'm leaving. Leaving?
I'll visit some friends.
You can stay here until you make up your mind.
At least I'll know the children will have a decent home.
We're sorry, Daddy.
We didn't mean to make her mad.
Hey, now, it's not your fault.
Don't you worry about it.
But you won't go away now, will you, Daddy?
You won't leave us.
No, honey.
Of course not.
So we pushed those steers all night long.
Next morning when the storm hit
they were all safe on high ground.
Good.
I wish I could see a cattle drive sometime.
Well, you will sometime.
When you're a little bit older.
Right now it's time for bed.
Daddy?
It really hasn't been so awful, has it?
What?
Being here with us.
I mean, you don't wish you were back in Texas, do you?
Oh, no. Of course not.
Well, I do. Maggie!
With us.
Sounds like company.
You two get on up to bed now.
Excuse me, is there a Mr. Favor...?
Wishbone! Pete! Hey!
You no good saddle tramp.
Good to see you. Come on in.
I wish you'd been that glad back on the drive sometimes.
What are you doing here?
Well, we get this telegram
saying for you not to come to Philadelphia
and we get one from you saying you're gonna stay here.
Yeah, when you said you weren't coming back
and for Rowdy to handle the next drive
we figured you must be in kind of hot water.
Yeah, well, sort of. I'll tell you about it.
Oh, girls. Come on in.
I want you to meet my daughters.
Gillian, Maggie,
this is Pete Nolan and Wishbone.
You heard me tell about them.
Miss Gillian. Ladies.
You're funny.
Bosses daughters all right.
Come on, you two get up to bed now.
I'll be up in a few minutes to tuck you in.
Nice kids.
Yeah, that's part of the trouble.
Sit down, make yourselves comfortable.
Are you in some kind of trouble here?
Well, not exactly.
Oh, no use going into the whole story.
It's just that I've gotta stay here
and take care of the girls.
What about your sister-in-law?
Well, we had a disagreement
and she left them with me.
Well, the kids could always grow up in Texas.
On a cattle drive?
No, Pete, not girls.
Particularly not the way they been raised.
Couldn't just yank 'em out of this kind of a life.
Not now.
Then what can you do here?
I'll find a job.
What kind of a job?
Oh, I don't know,
I haven't had too much chance to look around.
I've been too busy with the girls.
Well, we wondered what we was gonna do in Philadelphia.
What do you mean by that?
We're gonna stay here and take care of things
while you find yourself a job.
Wait a minute.
No Arguments. It's all settled.
Look, you gotta get back to the herd.
Rowdy and the crew's gonna need you.
There's time. We'll get back all right.
After we see that you're bedded down properly.
Ah, you're crazy, what do you know
about taking care of little girls?
Can't be any rougher than riding herd on a bunch of beeves.
That's right.
Come on, I'll show you where you bunk.
I'd have brought my saddle blankets
but I didn't think you'd want me sleeping in the yard.
All right.
Here's the rope.
I'll be your horse.
Run, Gillian, run.
Swing the rope! Get her!
Oh, come on, get her!
All right.
Give me a breather, will you?
Go get her.
Go get her.
There you go.
Worse than herding beeves.
Some horse.
If you was mine I'd put you out of your misery.
Anything in the morning paper?
No.
Couple things I might be able to do.
One thing's sure, they don't need a trail boss
in Philadelphia.
Or any kind of a cattleman for that matter.
I've really bought myself something this time.
Well, why don't you have a talk with your sister-in-law?
Kind of heart-to-heart.
Well, she was pretty mad when she left here.
She can be real stubborn.
Well, that runs in the family.
I didn't ask for this, Wish.
She wasn't handling the girls right.
So you barge in like an ox and upset the whole shebang.
No, I tried to work things out.
Like a trail boss, I'll bet.
It seems to me there must be something
pretty decent about her or she wouldn't leave you
in the house like this.
Of course there is, she's a fine woman
and she loves the girls but...
Oh, you wouldn't understand.
Daddy, Daddy, come quick!
What's wrong?
A parade with horses and wagons
and real cowboys.
Is this what you're going to take us to see, Daddy?
That's right.
There's the colonel himself.
Make you homesick, Wish?
Oh, I don't know, I'd stack Quince and Scarlet
against these dudes any time.
There he is. There's the Indian.
Is he the one you know, Daddy?
Yeah.
Ogalla.
Ogalla, Gil Favor from the train.
Go on, get back.
If you wanna talk to him you'll have to buy a ticket.
Wasn't very glad to see you, was he?
I don't get it.
We were friendly on the train.
He said he was gonna perform in the show,
riding and shooting.
Nothing like that.
Pawnees are proud people,
I can't figure a chief taking part
in a sideshow stunt like that.
You saw him, didn't you?
Seeing ain't always believing.
Hey, we ain't open yet.
The show ain't until tonight.
We wanna see Colonel Somers on business.
Oh.
Fourth wagon down on the right.
Ogalla?
Ogalla?
You have not seen enough?
You too come to laugh and mock.
I just wanna get things straight.
On the train you said you were gonna be in the show.
Is this what you meant?
To be treated like an animal?
To stand in shame before the whites?
To bring disgrace upon myself and my people?
I would rather have been dragged by wild horses.
Well, what do you do it for?
Colonel Somers says this is what the people of the east
believe a Pawnee to be.
This is what they wish to see.
You didn't have to go along with him.
Colonel Somers has many men.
I am but one.
These are not only for the show.
You mean he's keeping you prisoner?
It will not be forever.
And then Colonel Somers will pay.
All of the whites will pay.
My people and I will wash this insult
with your blood.
You wanted to see me?
You apparently went to the wrong wagon, friend.
No, we found the right one.
I've seen you before.
On the train coming east.
Oh, yeah.
Only then you treated Ogalla like a human.
Oh, this is part of the act.
That's what I'm paying him for.
That's not the way I hear it.
Now, you wouldn't take the word
of an Indian for anything, would you?
Against yours, any time.
What do you want, Favor?
Let him go, you got no right to hold him.
I have a contract.
He has his money,
now he's got to deliver.
He wasn't paid for this.
He's being paid to perform.
And he's performing the way I want.
All right.
The law will have something to say about this.
Not much.
The contract's legal.
Slavery isn't.
If that's all you came to see me about, friend,
goodbye.
We'll be back.
Any time.
Come to the show tonight.
See what a big attraction the Indian is.
Why, folks get so excited sometimes they even
throw things at him.
You... Pete.
That way out.
Yeah?
Is Mr. Favor in?
Well, no, but he should be back any minute.
Well, I'm... I'm Eleanor Bradley,
Mr. Favor's sister-in-law.
Oh, well, sure, come on in.
I'm Wishbone, Mr. Favor's cook.
Say, that's a mighty fine stove you got back there.
I don't often get a chance at one that's good enough
to bake a cake.
Are the children here?
Sure, you wanna see 'em?
Please.
Hey, you ladies, come on down here.
Somebody to see you.
Be right there, Wishbone.
Do you wanna come in and sit down?
Thank you.
Are, uh, the children well?
Oh, fine, fine.
Not a healthier pair of phillies anywhere.
I'm glad.
'Course, they miss you.
They do?
Well, being bossed by their pa is one thing,
but, well, girls need a woman's hand,
don't you think?
Well, I used to think so but I'm beginning to wonder.
Gil certainly doesn't feel that...
Oh, well, don't pay him any mind.
Why, he's so used to bossing men and cattle
he don't know how to talk to a woman anymore.
He doesn't mean half what he says.
I said some pretty awful things myself, I...
I wanted to see Gil and try to explain that...
Aunt Eleanor!
Oh, Gillian, I missed you so.
Me too.
Are you feeling all right, darling?
I haven't been sick once.
Aunt Eleanor.
Oh, Margaret.
So good to see you.
You look wonderful, darling.
Your father must be treating you very well.
Oh, yes, we have lots of fun
and we play all kinds of games.
Margaret,
that isn't a real gun, is it?
Sure it is.
And your father let you play with it?
Now, wait a minute.
You got no business with that.
Where'd you get it anyway?
From Pete's room.
You mean Gil actually allows a gun in the house?
Well, he-
Now, give me that.
You got no business with it anyway.
Why not?
Well, because it isn't any toy.
Now, hand it over.
No! Don't ever point it at anybody.
Now, just hold it right there.
I'll take it real easy.
Oh, well, now don't get any wrong ideas, ma'am.
Why, this is all a mistake.
Obviously.
And I'm the one who's made it.
Did I do something wrong?
Wrong?
Didn't anybody ever tell you guns are dangerous?
Why, nobody ought to fool around with these things.
Almost anything can set...
See what I mean?
I never thought I'd see the day
when Gil Favor takes something lying down.
What are you talking about? Where is he?
Peeling off the hack, I guess.
Take what laying down?
Pete.
Pete, you've got to be reasonable.
What's going on?
Oh, Pete's just being pig-headed.
At least I'm not afraid of a fight.
Will somebody simmer down and tell me what's going on?
Well, they got that Indian chained up like a slave.
Like a wild animal and he won't do anything to set him free.
I'm doing everything I can.
Yeah. Police, a lawyer,
now, that's a big help, isn't it?
Well, it's the only way.
The lawyer will draw up a complaint and get a subpoena.
Then the police can follow up with charges.
In the meantime the Indian sits there and rots.
And what good is it gonna do for you
to both be in a jail when all you got to do
is wait a few days?
A few hours is too much.
Oh, Wish, will you pound some sense into him?
Well, it don't seem right to just leave him there
if we can help him.
And we can.
Oh, sure.
Gun your way in and blast him out?
Can't you get it through your thick head?
This isn't Texas it's Philadelphia.
And you're beginning to fit in pretty good.
Maybe it's just as well you're staying here
because I never wanna work for you again.
Oh, uh...
You had a caller.
Oh.
Yeah, your sister-in-law came.
What'd she want?
Oh, well, I don't know.
She waited and then put the children to bed
and she left, said she'd be back in the morning.
What's this all about?
Oh, I don't know.
I'm not so sure this is a good idea.
I didn't ask you to go along.
Somebody's gotta make sure you don't get your head blown off.
Where are you going?
Sh!
It's awful late to go out.
But where are you going?
We're going to see a sick friend.
Yeah, he's sick. Real sick.
Don't tell your father.
No, you don't wanna worry your daddy, do you?
No. All right.
Go on back up to bed.
All right. All right.
Well, ladies.
What are you doing up and around at this hour?
Oh, we were thirsty.
We went to get a drink.
Both of you?
At the same time?
Well, I was awfully thirsty, Daddy.
All right. Come on, let's get to bed.
Girls?
Where's, uh, Wishbone and Pete?
Come on, something's going on here, I'd better know about it.
Well, they went to see a sick friend.
Sick friend?
But they didn't want you to worry.
And you don't have to, Daddy,
they'll be all right.
Pete took his gun with him.
Oh, no.
Do you know where your Aunt Eleanor is staying?
At Mrs. Perkins'. Where does she live?
Down that way.
Where down there?
Do you know the address?
Uh, Prospect St. 925.
925 Prospect...
Look, do you mind staying alone
for a little bit?
I have to go out, it's... It's important.
Can we stay up and keep the light on?
Yeah, sure.
Come on, Gillian, I'll get in your bed
and you can tell me some ghost stories.
What are you doing here?
I need your help, Eleanor.
You need my help.
Is something wrong with the children?
Oh, no, no, they're fine
but I'll have to leave them alone for a little bit.
Could you go over there?
I'm surprised you're that concerned.
Eleanor, there's no time to explain.
Could you stay with them?
Of course.
Thanks, Eleanor.
Wish.
Mr. Favor, Christmas, I thought you were...
It's a good thing I wasn't. Where's Pete?
Well, uh... Never mind, I can guess.
You shouldn't have left the kids alone.
You got any clothes for Ogalla?
He can't run through Philadelphia in a loin cloth.
Well, no. I thought so. Here, take these.
Look, you'd better stick with Pete.
Keep 'em out of trouble at least until
they get out of civilization.
You're gonna need some more money.
Oh, no, we got money.
It's a long rough trip.
You can't take any trains or stagecoaches.
Everybody from here to Texas is gonna be looking for you.
Somebody's coming.
Tell Pete to hold up.
Someone's coming.
You wanna be up for murder too?
Colonel Somers!
Carl, Joe!
They've got the Indian!
Come on, let's go!
Thanks, Wish. Where are they?
That way by the gate.
That's the first place they'll cover.
We'd better draw 'em off.
Come on.
For someone trying to dodge trouble
you got a funny way of funny showing it.
Let's really give them something to keep them busy.
Try and slow 'em up a bit.
They got the Indian! Spread out!
The horses.
They'll wreck everything!
Stop them!
The horses are getting away.
Stop the horses!
Well, that'll keep them busy for a while.
You know that job you were looking for?
They could use a good horse wrangler.
Look, you better get moving and catch up with Pete.
I'll get back to the kids.
Yeah. Give 'em a big hug for me.
All right, now, this is the way Daddy showed me.
Make sure that the colored feather's on the outside.
Now, pull back and let go.
Good. Can I try?
Sure.
All right, now, hold it firm.
Pull back with the red feather on the outside.
All right, now, you try it.
I wouldn't have known Gillian
when I came over last night.
Do you know how she met me?
Sliding down the banister?
It was so good to see her active
and laughing again.
I guess I have been over-protective of them, Gil,
but the way we've been living without a man around the house...
Well, I didn't have to barrel in here
and find the one thing wrong
and not mention everything else that you've done so right.
Well, it gets pretty frightening sometimes.
When they're not your own, somehow you feel
the responsibility even more.
I could have taken the time to find that out.
Eleanor, the reason I left them
with you in the first place
is because I trusted you and your love for them.
I still do.
You'll remember that while I'm away?
I have the feeling they'll grow up
in spite of us.
I'm sorry about your disagreement with Mr. Nolan.
Pete and I have had disagreements before.
Couldn't take a chance on him bringing Ogalla here.
Didn't wanna involve you and the children with Somers.
But will they get away?
I sent Wishbone after them.
He'll keep them out of trouble.
Well, girls...
Do you really have to go, Daddy?
Sooner I get back to work,
the sooner we can be together.
But when will we see you again?
I hope it won't be too long.
Say, maybe come this summer
we can talk your Aunt Eleanor
into seeing what folks in Texas look like.
Will you, Aunt Eleanor? Will you?
It sounds like a wonderful idea.
We'll all look forward to it.
Goodbye, Eleanor.
And thanks.
Thank you, Gil.
Just remember,
no matter how long it is
or how far apart we are
when you love someone you're always with them.
Mister driver.
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!
♪ Rawhide! ♪
Hyah!
Hyah!
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