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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!

There's one nice thing you can say

about driving a herd up the Sedalia Trail

if you're pressed to it.

It don't make much difference

if you're starting out from Texas at the one end

or approaching Missouri at the other,

the beeves stay beeves,

the drovers stay human,

and trouble is always saddlin' up a fresh horse,

preparin' to ride with you.

What you can't be sure of

is the direction it's comin' from,

the face it's gonna be wearin',

the name it'll be travelin' under.

What you can be sure of is that it knows your name.

Mine's Gil Favor, trail boss.

♪ From this valley They say you are going ♪

♪ We will miss your bright eyes And sweet smile ♪

♪ They say you are taking The sunshine ♪

♪ That will brighten Your pathway a while ♪

Hey, Joe.

Huh?

Turn around and ride back the other way, now.

What's wrong with the way we're goin'?

Nothin'.

Then why do we have to turn around and go back?

Well, Bailey and Thomkins are nighthawking

the other side of the herd, I guess.

Sounds reasonable.

Hey, Joe.

Take a look at them steers.

They don't have to get up at night.

Nope.

They don't have to eat Wishbone's cooking.

Nope, but I'm hungry just the same.

Find 'em good feed, good water, easy going.

What makes us think we got such a good deal?

Sedalia. Them steers and us both are goin' there,

but we're the only ones comin' back.

Yeah, but you consider where they're going

and where we're going.

For us it's San Antone, another herd,

another six months on the trail.

With them steers, they're going east.

Chicago, St. Louis, big cities,

to restaurants with bright, shiny lights a-blazin'

and pretty music.

Beautiful women just sittin' around,

champagne being poured by the buckets.

That's where them steers are going.

Yeah, but they ain't goin' be sitting at the table.

They goin' be on the table, on plates.

Eh, you got a point there.

♪ Come sit by my side Little darlin' ♪

♪ Do not hasten To bid me adieu ♪

♪ But remember The Red River Valley ♪

♪ And the cowboy... ♪

You hear that?

A bugle.

What would a bugle be doing out here this time of night?

Can't see, but he sure ain't cavalry.

Well, even if he was.

He got the herd stirred up.

Well, he can't be too far away. Let's take off after him.

It's too late, but he sure left us a job of work to do.

Hey, Wishbone.

What are you trying to do, wake everybody up?

I heard a bugle, Mr. Wishbone.

You heard a bugle. You heard a what?

I heard a bugle.

Have you been into my medical supplies again?

Nah, I ain't been sick, Mr. Wishbone.

All right, then get back down there

and bring up those pots and pans.

I ain't going down there. I heard that bugle.

We must be at least 100 miles away from the nearest fort.

Now, even if there was cavalry around here,

why would they be blowing a bugle like that

in the middle of the night?

I don't know, but they did.

Mushy, I gonna talk to you like your father.

My father never talked to me.

I can see why.

Well, I'll talk to you like your mother.

A bearded mother?

Now, you listen to me.

My advice to you is always think twice before you speak.

Well, at least think once before you speak.

Uh, yes, sir.

On the other hand, maybe it'd be better

if you didn't speak at all.

Yes, sir.

But I can't go around being like a mutt.

Why can't you? You're a mutt if I ever saw one.

Mutts can't talk.

A mutt... You mean a mute.

That's what I said, a mutt, yeah.

All right, neither a mutt nor a mute

can go around saying that he hears bugles

out in the middle of nowhere without somebody thinking

there's something wrong with him.

And in your case, they might be right.

I heard a bugle, though.

All right. You heard a bugle.

Now go back there and bring up that stuff.

You come with me.

All right, I'll go get them.

You go to sleep.

Yes, sir, Mr. Wishbone.

Try to help a jasper out and what do you get for it?

Nothing.

Just keeps on telling you he hears bugles.

Won't do any good to interfere.

Some of us blessed with good sense,

and others just hear bugles.

Don't do any good to interfere.

You just gotta...

Jumpin' crawfish. That's a bugle.

What do you think he's doing?

The question is, who is he? Doesn't matter who he is.

Rowdy, get all the men out to the herd.

Right. Let's move out.

Pete, you think you can track that jasper?

Not at night.

I am not sure you will be able to find any tracks, Señor Pete.

Day or night. What do you mean?

Well, I have heard this story many times.

It tells of a phantom bugler

riding a phantom horse in the night

calling dead armies to battle.

Oh.

I've seen a lot of things happen on a trail drive:

fire, flood, windstorms, rain, hail.

But this is the first time I ever heard a bugler

galloping around the herd.

Oh, shut up.

Nothing's wrong with the beeves.

Yeah, well, they ain't been up all night.

No sign of the bugler.

You know, maybe he don't come out in the daytime.

Huh? If he's a ghost, you know.

Oh. Heh-heh! Hey, there's Pete.

I couldn't find any tracks.

That ground's so hard up there

you could run a herd of buffalo over it

and not leave a sign. I guess it don't matter,

long as he doesn't show up again.

How far is it to water?

About two miles to the Woodside River.

It's wide and deep.

Eh, we better make camp here.

Don't want the herd stampeding to water.

Take 'em down in sections.

Rowdy, you, uh, pick up Teddy and Bailey

and take the first bunch down.

Water 'em at the river

and then bed 'em down there for the night.

Leave Teddy and Bailey in charge and you come on back.

All right.

Those couple hours of sundown.

I'll put on some extra night guards.

That bugler shows up again, I want him.

You think he will?

I don't know why he came around in the first place.

Might be able to answer that.

Glad to see you.

You are?

Yes, we always are.

Who's we?

The men, me. Judge Brady, Captain Donahoe.

I think you're trying to tell me something,

but I don't know what it is.

One thing I'm telling you is that, uh,

your cattle can go through to the water,

but you and your men can't.

Who's gonna stop us?

We will.

What for, anyway?

There's a small fee for watering your cattle in the river.

What? Since when?

So far as you're concerned, since now.

Mr. Yates, what's goin' on?

I don't know yet, Teddy.

Steers have found the water.

Don't worry about them.

Look, this is free range, mister.

Uh, used to be.

You can't stop anyone

from watering their cattle in this river.

Oh, we can charge you.

Why don't you leave your men here

and make sure the cattle don't stray,

and you come with me to meet Captain Donahoe?

I wouldn't do that, Mr. Yates.

You don't know what he's up to.

Suit yourself, Mr. Yates.

Uh, by the way, my name is Ben Wallace,

in case you wanted to know.

Teddy, you go back and tell Mr. Favor.

If that's all right with you, huh, Wallace?

They can ride anywhere they want,

except toward the river.

Uh, Bailey, you stay here and watch the cattle.

Sure, I'll do that.

There's not gonna be much I can do

if they wanna start anything.

I didn't ask you to do anything.

I understand.

All right, I'm ready.

You better give me your gun.

Let's go.

You know, I gotta admit one thing.

You're a lot braver man than I am.

If I was you, I wouldn't be ridin' off with me.

You wouldn't, huh?

No, that's why I asked for your gun back there.

You see, goin' up to where we're goin',

there's just gonna be you and me.

Now, a brave man like you might try things.

I don't want the chances to be even.

Come on, let's get outta here.

Yes, men!

Hut!

Put my horse away.

Well, our Captain Donahoe made me a lot of promises,

but all I get to do is watch his horse.

Best leader a man could ask for.

Yet so far all he's got us is short ration and dirt.

This place gonna be a real town someday.

We're gonna own it.

If this ever does become a town,

I'll tell you who's gonna own it: that Judge Brady.

I hear someone mentioning my name?

Well...

I was just sayin' that things ain't happenin' very fast.

Don't pay no attention to Thompson, judge.

He's always grousing.

I hope he's not too unhappy.

We're embarked on a great enterprise.

We need confidence, enthusiasm.

My daughter would not be married to Captain Donahoe

if I did not believe in him.

That's right. She's real pretty too, judge.

Thank you.

She's very pretty.

Captain Donahoe is very manly.

Eh, very manly.

And he's a gentleman too.

Well, he was commissioned during the war, wasn't he?

That makes him an officer and a gentleman, don't it?

Very true.

Only trouble is he ain't nothin' more

than a farmer who knows how to fight.

But he does know how to fight.

Mary, I'm talking to you.

Let's not raise our voices again.

I'm sorry, but you just don't listen to me anymore.

No, I'm afraid it's you

who doesn't listen to me anymore.

You only listen to my father.

Well, I admit I ain't got the education your father's got.

I know. He's told you you're an office and a gentleman.

You've got the documents to prove it.

Trouble is, I married a man, not his documents.

It's only when you try to be something you're not

that you upset me.

You mean, when I try to behave like your father does?

You don't like it? Like he wants you to.

Why do you think I lead a bunch of rotten jayhawkers?

Why do you think I came out here?

For money, that's all my father wants.

That's what your father needs, he's got everything else!

Why...

Sure, I could go back and become a farmer again,

but you wouldn't like that.

I married you.

You married me because I got hopes and ambition.

'Cause during the war I got someplace.

And the war is over.

Well, my life isn't.

I just hope that our life isn't over.

Oh, Captain Donahoe, this is Mr. Yates, a drover.

Mr. Yates.

Captain of what?

Why did you bring him here?

Oh, he's with the herd

trying to water down at the river crossing.

Did you tell him about the toll?

Yes, sir, but, uh, he didn't like my explanation.

You're not gonna like my explanation,

but you're gonna pay the toll.

You didn't answer my question. What are you captain of?

Fort Springfield.

That was during the war.

That was during the war.

Yeah, well, there ain't no war on now.

My men call me "captain" as a matter of courtesy,

something a drover wouldn't know anything about.

I'll tell you something, a drover don't know

anything about payin' a toll to water his cattle in a river.

You're one drover that's gonna find out.

How do you do? I'm Judge Brady.

Yes, judge, this is, uh, Mr. Yates.

Very happy to meet you, Mr. Yates.

He's captain of nothing. Now, what are you judge of, huh?

The story of my past would bore you

just as much as it bores me.

Wallace, take care of Mr. Yates' horse.

Oh, and have Thompson bring us some wine.

Shall we be seated, Mr. Yates?

Yeah.

I was just gonna suggest that, judge.

Of course you were.

Yates. Captain.

America is a great nation, Mr. Yates.

The rate of expansion westward is incredible.

Fifty years from now, hundreds of thousands of people

will be living in this very area.

I ain't exactly interested in 50 years from now.

We intend, Captain Donahoe and I,

to found a city,

a city which will be in the very path

of the march to the West.

A city which will be ours.

Lock, stock, and barrel, if I may use a cliché.

I don't care what you use, I gotta get back to the herd.

Which brings us to the point of the discussion.

I'll put it to you quite frankly.

The establishment of great enterprises

always, alas, requires money.

The greater the establishment, the greater the money.

You are going to be helpful in this respect.

Listen, judge, I ain't interested in your city.

But you are interested in getting your herd

across the river.

Well, thank you, Thompson.

It'll cost you $5 a head.

How large is your herd?

Three thousand, and we ain't gonna pay any $5 a head.

That is the price as of this moment.

If we are forced to continue in negotiations,

the price may rise.

Yeah, well, if I know Mr. Favor,

there won't be any continuing of negotiations.

Who is Mr. Favor?

He's the trail boss,

I'm just the ramrod of the outfit.

He a good trail boss?

Yeah, he's good.

Then he'll know that there's only one spot

within a hundred miles to cross the river.

He'll also know that by paying the small toll which we ask,

he'll be saving himself a great deal of time and money.

We're taking our cattle across the river

and we're saving money

'cause we're not gonna pay a toll.

You're a very young man, Mr. Yates.

Is Mr. Favor any older?

Yeah, he's older.

Good, an older head is always a cooler head.

You may convey my respects to Mr. Favor.

You may also inform him as to whatever happened here.

I shall expect to hear from him very soon.

Oh, I'll tell him what you said,

but don't expect to hear from him.

He ain't that much older.

What's that?

A bugle.

I know that, but who's playing it?

Captain Donahoe is a very gallant soldier.

And a very fine leader.

Many of the men you see here fought under him.

They will continue to do so.

Now, the bugler.

You seem strangely interested in him.

Was he around our camp last night?

I believe Captain Donahoe issued such instructions,

didn't you, captain?

I did, sir.

You may be wondering why.

The answer is very simple.

It's always best to do business

with frightened men, with worried men.

The sound of the bugle in the night,

did it frighten many of your men?

It didn't frighten anyone.

Did it worry them?

You're free to return to the river.

Three thousand head of cattle. $5 a head.

Judge.

Yes?

Do we have any right to make them pay a toll?

Course we have.

It's our land, isn't it, that they're crossing?

Is it?

I'm just a farmer.

Well, I used to be a farmer.

But land that you own

is land that you've bought and you've paid for.

Captain, I admire you.

You have sterling virtues.

I would not have consented to your marriage

to my daughter otherwise.

But you have no imagination.

The more settled parts of our country it is true,

land to be owned must be paid for.

In the West, however,

there are other ways of acquiring land.

Just by taking it?

By establishing sovereign rights.

Through possession, improvement and development.

I don't understand that.

Course you don't.

I do, however.

You can believe me when I assure you

that everything we're doing is perfectly legal.

Not always be surrounded by such squalor.

We'll build our castles.

One day, your children, my grandchildren,

will be very grateful.

They will inherit a kingdom.

Who's gonna be the king?

Well, that's about the size of it.

Jayhawkers. Haven't got a nickel to their name

or a roof over their heads or a honest bone in their body.

Pete, any way of bypassing the river?

Yeah, but it'd take five or six days longer.

Then there is a way?

If we head west, then go north.

Water?

Yeah, we'd be crossing some of the smaller streams

that feed the Woodside River.

Yeah, but five or six extra days.

Time is cheaper than money.

What are you afraid of those jayhawkers or something?

Ooh, they got a lot of rifles.

Yeah, well, so have we.

Their job is to use 'em.

What are ours doin', just sittin' in the wagon?

Our job is to push this beef north to Sedalia.

Boss, if you ask my opinion...

I'd get it, but I ain't asked.

I can't see runnin' away from a fight

with a bunch of outlaws.

We'll keep the beef movin'.

What about the cattle we've already got down at the river?

We'll pick 'em up in the mornin'.

Well, suppose they won't let us, huh?

There's only about 100 head. We can afford to lose 'em.

They ain't worth any $15,000

or any of the men's lives.

Boss. Yeah?

The men are willing to fight.

Well, I ain't.

I counted all the graves of all the drovers

who've died in useless fights.

I know there's too many of 'em. Hey, get some sleep.

Don't touch it!

- Who's Mr. Favor? - That'd be me.

Captain Donahoe.

Oh, yeah, the jayhawker.

Talk civil. Is it wrong?

Start movin' the herd.

Where?

Right where you were goin', the Woodside River.

We're not crossing the Woodside.

That's where you're wrong.

Drovers won't need guns to drive cattle, Mr. Wallace.

Sure, captain.

Don't worry about your night guard,

we didn't hurt him.

How long will it take you to get the herd to the river?

Most of the day.

Start 'em movin'.

Men ain't eaten yet.

Too bad.

Captain.

I don't know whether you're a real captain

or a fake captain, but there's one thing

you can mighty well be sure of.

You're gonna be a dead captain

if your men don't put their guns down.

You're lucky my men didn't kill you.

Leave it go, Wish.

Now, are you gonna move this herd

or are my men gonna move it for you?

We'll move it. Let's get movin'!

Your men know their job.

Yep.

Take Mr. Favor to see Judge Brady.

Keep a guard all night.

All right, captain.

Let's go, Mr. Favor.

I think Pete and I oughta go along with you.

I don't care what you think, Mr. Yates.

You talk pretty big when you've got all the guns,

don't you?

You think I need a gun to handle you?

Yeah, I think you do.

If I didn't have more important things to do

I might take you up on it.

More important things like stealing cattle?

What are we waiting for?

You seem worried, my dear.

Where's Brian?

I haven't seen him all day.

Young love is a wonderful thing.

Separated from your husband for an entire day

and you're practically on the verge of hysterics.

I'm not on the verge of hysterics.

I'm frightened.

Indeed.

Every time you send him out I don't know...

A soldier's wife must be brave.

I sometimes think almost braver than the soldier himself.

I didn't marry a soldier.

What on Earth do you think you married?

A gentleman?

A good, decent man.

You married... To be precise.

A fool.

One, however,

who happens to possess the ability to lead men.

Fools of that sort have risen very high.

Napoleon was a miserable chess player.

But I think he made a very fine general.

We're in the wilderness.

My husband leads a handful of ignorant men,

and you dream of empires.

Father, I don't want Brian to be any part of your dream

or scheme or plans.

I need him.

See these louts,

appendages of the rifles they carry?

Not one of them would follow me.

They all follow Brian wherever he leads.

He's very necessary to me, Mary.

I will advise you not to interfere.

Hey!

Judge Brady, this is, uh, Mr. Favor.

Very happy to meet you, Mr. Favor.

Captain, you wife is present.

Mrs. Donahoe, Mr. Favor.

Captain Donahoe's wife and my daughter.

How do you do, Mr. Favor?

Ma'am. I wanna get back to my herd as quick as possible.

Certainly not before you dine with us.

Please, be seated.

That's a real tall chief.

Don't get worried.

They'll know how to share him.

I'm not so sure.

Looks kind of smart.

Judge Brady can handle him with words.

Captain Donahoe can handle him with his fists.

Please, sit down.

Perhaps some wine will help your appetite.

Not thirsty.

Of course you're not.

Wine is much too noble a drink

to be used to quench one's thirst.

Stimulates the appetite,

quickens the intellect,

quickens the imagination.

I'm afraid it would be wasted on me then.

The only thing I'm interested in at the moment is my herd.

I make it a rule never to discuss business at table.

Let's go someplace else then.

There's no hurry.

Whatever you may think, Mr. Favor,

there's no hurry at all.

I think there is.

Any business I got to do with jayhawkers

I wanna get over with quick.

I don't like the word "jayhawker,"

so don't use it again.

Let's not quibble over proper nouns.

As I said, we will not discuss business...

Mr. Favor,

what is a jayhawker?

Mary.

Brian, I wanna know.

Mr. Favor?

"Jayhawker" is another term for "thief."

I like your sense of humor, Mr. Favor.

You call my father and my husband thieves.

Brian, I'd like to dance.

Dance?

Yes.

That's a waltz he's playing.

You know I don't know how to dance.

I'd forgotten.

Mr. Favor?

Ma'am.

Would you like to dance?

I didn't come here to dance.

Thank you.

Whatever your business is with my father

he won't discuss it till he's finished dinner.

You might as well dance with me.

It's a pleasure, ma'am.

Rather surprising man, the trail boss.

Seems to have the manners of a gentleman.

Mary and he look quite well together.

Mr. Favor?

Yes.

I'm going to keep on smiling

as though I were discussing the latest Paris fashions,

but I want to know why my husband brought you here.

You... really don't know what your husband is?

Why are you here?

By invitation, of course...

standing at the point of a gun.

I'm driving a herd of 3,000 cattle up the Sedalia Trail.

Your father and your husband are asking

for $5 a head to let us cross the river.

Isn't that usual?

I mean, when you're crossing other people's land?

It's not usual.

Especially since jayhawkers don't have any land.

If they had, this wouldn't be it.

Why not?

Mrs. Donahoe, I think it's about time

you asked your husband some questions.

Well, the answers I'd get wouldn't be his.

They'd be my father's.

You won't be allowed to leave tonight.

Please don't try.

Please stay. It means everything to me.

As well as to you.

Thank you very much, Mr. Favor.

Thank you.

Good night.

Mary always was fond of dancing.

I'm afraid the poor child has had little opportunity of late.

However, there are more important things

than social graces,

aren't there, captain?

I didn't bring Mr. Favor here to entertain my wife.

Of course you didn't.

We'll look on the dance as a bonus.

A very small bonus.

However, the toll remains to be collected.

Toll for what?

Five dollars per head for crossing the river

and trespassing.

Trespassing? On whose land?

Ours.

This is Indian land.

The government set it aside for the Cherokee tribes.

Judge, is he telling the truth?

He's telling what he thinks to be the truth.

Or what may even have been the truth at one time.

That time has passed.

The Cherokees know this?

If they don't, I'll be very glad to tell them.

You said this was open territory.

It is open territory.

Look, I don't know anything about legal matters.

All I know about is fighting.

But I'm not gonna fight for land that doesn't belong to me.

Since you've admitted your ignorance.

Suppose you leave the legal matters to me.

If I thought you were lying to me...

Mr. Favor,

the fee has been set.

Are you prepared to pay?

Ain't got the money even if I would.

I won't have it until the herd's sold.

And even then, the money ain't mine.

In that case, we have only one recourse:

confiscation of your entire herd.

Couldn't we have done all of this without the song and dance?

Captain, I think we better detain Mr. Favor here.

His men will be less likely to cause trouble.

Slim, Norman!

Lock him up. Saddle my horse.

You're riding to river with me.

Mary?

Mary?

I'm going with you.

To your husband?

Yes.

I'll be your hostage.

It's the only way to save Brian and me,

and also to save you, Mr. Favor.

Get the buckets.

Well, now, the cook's going down to the crick to get some water.

The cook's helper's going out and getting some fire wood.

Any objections from you generals?

Now, hurry up and get that wood.

Easy, Mushy. Easy.

Sorry, but I... I didn't want you yelling out.

Why? I would have.

This is Mrs. Donahoe.

I want Mrs. Donahoe to hide in the supply wagon.

Why, it'll be a pleasure.

And I don't want any of the jayhawkers to see her.

Well, they're on the other side of the wagon.

When I take the fire wood in,

I'll kind of act up

and they won't notice her getting in on this side.

Good. Try singing.

Yeah, that always gets 'em.

The wagon on the left.

♪ Camptown races Five miles long ♪

♪ Doo-da, doo-da ♪

♪ Bet my money On a five-tailed nag ♪

♪ On the run all night Doo-da, doo-da ♪

♪ Run all day ♪

♪ Going to town With your head caved in ♪

What do you think you're doing?

I'm singing. Well, I was.

That's what you think.

Mrs. Donahoe, the captain's wife,

she's hiding in the supply wagon.

Mrs... Oh, I'll get...

Mr. Favor brought her.

He's out where I got the wood.

Well, uh, son, it's no time to be singing.

In your case, the moonlight isn't either.

Now get the water on.

Well, you can guard without being in my way.

I'm gonna go get a sack of coffee.

It's all right.

I'll bring you some breakfast.

That bacon sure smells good, captain.

Yeah, well, we're not eating their food.

We ain't eating ours either.

Three thousand head of cattle's

enough to swallow in one morning.

Leave these three men here to guard our drovers.

Take the rest and push that herd across the river.

Right, captain.

We're moving the cattle across the river.

Mount.

Wishbone.

Sure is good to see you. What are they up to?

They're gonna move the herd across the river.

They are, huh?

Well, they can try.

You better get back before they miss you.

What do you plan on doing?

You just wait.

There's something wrong with those steers.

Something wrong with the way we're handling them/

Well, we're no drovers.

Plenty of drovers around.

I want you to move the herd across the river.

Kind of thought you did. They don't wanna go.

My old grandpappy told me there'd be days like this.

Through having your fun?

Get on those horses, move that herd across the river.

Well, we tried.

If I thought this was some kind of a trick...

You saw 'em trying.

How do you usually get 'em across the river?

Mr. Favor usually worries about it.

Captain Donahoe.

Judge let you go?

Well, he was asleep when I left.

So was nearly everyone else.

Nearly everyone else?

Your wife was up.

Favor, if you hurt my wife I'll kill you.

There's no need to.

You mean she just let you walk out?

She came with me.

She's all right.

Where is she?

I'll trade you your wife for my herd.

I'll find her.

It was her idea.

You're a liar.

You sure?

I'm not sure of anything.

Like I'm not sure if it's right for me to take your herd.

Are you willing to fight for your herd?

Your men got all our guns.

I'm not talking about the men.

I'm talking about us.

I'll fight for my herd.

Ready?

Now, that's all.

That's all.

You lose the fight

but you win your herd.

No man can take a beating like you have

and just keep coming back for more

unless he knows that what he's fighting for is right.

Well, I don't know that I'm right.

I'm very proud of you.

Why? Because I won the fight?

Yes.

And I don't mean just the fistfight.

If I may interrupt.

No one is giving away my herd.

I thought you were a fighting man, Donahoe.

You gonna let 'em throw away something that's in your hands?

All you had to do was reach out.

I'm not listening to any more of your speeches, judge.

You men thought you were taking orders from me,

but you weren't.

You were taking them from him.

But you're gonna take one last order from me.

From me.

Let the herd go.

How is he, Wish?

I don't know. I'll have to stop the bleeding.

Mushy, get my doctor's kit.

Take 'em across.

Hyah!

What are you stopping for?

Giving the wheels a good soak.

Good. How's, eh, Captain Donahoe making out?

Fine.

A medical doctor, as soon as we can get him to one,

will make him as good as new.

Good.

Wishbone says you're gonna be as good as new.

Better than new.

You got the cattle across the river.

Uh-huh.

Mind telling me how?

Well, you picked the wrong place.

Too many snags and dead trees in the river

where you tried to cross.

And you picked the wrong time.

Sun was just rising and shining in the cattles' eyes.

Steer just won't go across the river

unless they can see the other bank.

All I had to do was take them down the river,

wait until the sun was high enough in the sky

so it wouldn't blind them.

The cattle and me both.

Oh, Scarlet says we'll be passing a town

in a couple, three hours.

We'll get you there, captain.

Isn't "captain" any longer, Mr. Favor.

It's Brian Donahoe,

farmer.

And a good one.

Catch up when you can.

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 ♪

♪ 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!

Hyah!

♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪