All language subtitles for Rawhide - 3X13 - Incident Near The Promised Land.eng

Hyah!

( whip cracks )

♪ 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!

( whip cracks )

Hyah!

( whip cracks )

♪ Rawhide! ♪

Hyah!

( whip cracks )

( whip cracks )

( upbeat theme playing )

( cows lowing )

See anything yet, Rowdy?

No, not a thing, Jim.

Boy, I'm sure getting anxious.

Guess we all are.

Yeah, you bet.

Be seeing some signs
pretty soon, shouldn't we?

Yeah. This grass wouldn't feed
a herd of goats.

Yeah, and it looks like the
goats have already been here.

Drought.

Well, it won't make
any difference.

We'll have them in
the shipping pens by nightfall.

We hope.
We're not there yet.

( tranquil theme playing )

We're getting real close,
Mr. Wishbone.

Yeah, nothing but fences.

I sure couldn't live
in a country like this,

all fenced in.

Well, I'll be glad
to get to that town, though.

Ain't you excited?

Well, I'm saving up.

Me too. I haven't had
a drop of water for two days.

I want to be
real good and thirsty.

Giddup. We can smell Sedalia
even if you can't.

What are you planning
on doing first, Rowdy?

Well, I'll tell you, Teddy,

after I get myself a bath

in a real tub with hot water

and shave and a haircut
and all them trimmings,

I'm gonna order myself

some of the finest city clothes
you ever saw.

If you know anybody in Sedalia,

they sure ain't gonna
hardly know you.

Boy, that's right.

Then I'm gonna get myself

a real expensive
Delmonico's dinner.

What about liquor?

I can just see all those
pretty girls.

Ooh. Wait till I get my hands--

MAN:
Yee-ha!

( upbeat theme playing )

What is it?
Well, look at it.

ROWDY:
It's a fire, isn't it?

No, that's smoke,
but that's smoke from a boiler.

( train whistle blows )

That's the railroad!
That's Sedalia!

( all cheer )

Look, boys,
we made it.

Looks a long ways off to me.

PETE:
Yeah, but we got
nothing to worry about now.

Oh, no, nothing except fences,
grass and water,

and a place to hold them,
and the buyers,

the inspectors, the market
price, freight costs,

the mood of the world,

and the state of a million
housewives' digestion.

Well, take it easy, will you?
It'll be all right.

I'll take it easy
when I got the money in hand

and this beef out of my sight.

QUINCE:
Sedalia!

Wee!

No more gunshots,
any of you.

You want to go chasing steers
all over the state of Missouri?

Just calm down until you get
them in the pens in Sedalia.

You'll have plenty of time
to celebrate then.

You promise that, Mr. Favor?

Now, you ain't gonna be
like some of these bosses,

hold back most of a man's money

so's he can't go to town
to blow off steam?

Well, I did sort of hope
that I was bossing growed men.

You'll get your pay
when the job's done.

Till then, you're still working,
so get them moving.

( all cheer )

Still looks good, don't it?

I'd rather see it closer to.

You two take them on till noon,
and then hold them there.

Go ahead and contact the buyers.
Let them know we're coming.

Right.

( upbeat theme playing )

Morning.

( door opens, closes )

Hey.

This is Sedalia, ain't it?

Howdy. My name's Favor.

I'm outside with 3,000 head
of prime beef.

Mr. Favor.

Hey, what's the matter
with all of you people?

Since when ain't a new herd
good news in Sedalia?

Since two days ago,
when the panic started.

Panic?

MAN:
Haven't you heard?

The biggest bank
in New York went under.

Bottom's dropped out
of everything.

Nobody's doing a thing.
Banks closing up all over.

No cash, no credit,
no buyers for the cattle.

Price's going down, huh?

All the way down to zero.

No buyers at all.

Can't be.

Somebody's got to be
buying cattle.

Nobody's got any money to buy.

Anybody's got any cash,
he's hanging on to it.

What banks are still open
won't lend a cent.

But we've come
all the way from Texas.

I know, Mr. Favor,
but you're not the only one.

It's the same
all up and down the line,

Abilene, Dodge.

It's tough luck. I'd have been
in the same boat myself,

only I got here two weeks ago.

Well, just what am I
supposed to do with this herd?

I don't know.

If you're lucky, maybe you can
sell them for tallow,

couple of dollars a head.

Tallow? This is prime beef.

Seems nobody's eating prime beef
these days.

Least no call for it.

( melancholy theme playing )

This can't last forever.

Maybe not.

Sure, there's been
panics before.

They don't last.

A few days and
it all blows over.

Maybe.

Well, people get
their confidence back.

We just can't stand still.

We've got to live, to eat,

and to start buying again.

Sure. But when?

Oh, we'll just wait it out.

A few days,
a week at the most.

People calm down.
Buyers will show up.

Yeah, we'll just, uh,
hold the herd outside of town

for a while, wait it out.

Won't do any harm to try,
I guess.

You need grass, Mr. Favor.

That'll be hard to find.
He's right.

Range around here's scarce.
It's all burnt up.

I tried to fatten my herd
up a little before selling them.

Had to go clear over
to Baxter Springs

before I could find enough.

Ain't nothing at all
closer than that?

Well, there-- There is
the Cardwell place.

It's about the only good grass
near Sedalia.

Yeah, but that's not open range.
It's down in the valley.

It's fenced.

We'll pay for grazing fees
for a few days.

It can't be much.
Where is this Cardwell?

Well, it's his widow,
Emma Cardwell,

you'll have to talk to.

The road west.
You'll know it by the grass.

Thanks.

( door closes )

( majestic theme playing )

Mrs. Cardwell?

WOMAN:
Come in.

You finished already, Garcia?

Mrs. Cardwell?

Oh.
Oh, I'm sorry, ma'am.

That's all right.
Who are you?

My name's Favor.

Favor.

You're not from around here.

No, ma'am.
I just come up from Texas.

That's what I thought.

And you're a drover too,
from the smell of you.

Oh, I, uh, just brought
a herd up the trail.

I need to graze them.

And I'd like to hire pasturage
from you.

We won't cause you any trouble.
We'll camp down by the creek.

I wouldn't even bother you
in the first place, normally,

I would just throw them in
the pen and forget about them,

but, uh, with this panic on,
there's no buyers

and I'll have to, uh,
wait for a few days.

You're asking me
to do you a kindness.

No, ma'am, I'm offering you
a business proposition.

You've got grass, I need it.

I'm willing to pay for it.

How much?

Oh, any reasonable price.

I'll leave that up to you,
ma'am.

You said a few days.

How long would you
want to stay, mister?

Oh, I couldn't say exactly, but
I'd say a week at the outside.

How many head of cattle
do you have?

Roughly, 3,000,
maybe a few more.

Then the price will be 25 cents
per head, per week.

Per week? But that's way
too much, ma'am.

Then find your grass
someplace else, Mr. Favor.

But there isn't anyplace else.

Unless, because of the panic,

you're just taking advantage
of me.

I didn't ask you to come here.

You wanted my terms,
I gave them to you.

Now, take it or leave it.

All right, I'll take it
for a week.

We'll put it on paper.

You write.

As of this date,

I promise to pay

Emma Cardwell a grazing fee

of 25 cents

per week

for each

of 3,000 head of cattle.

Payable before said cattle

leave the premises.

Date it and sign it.

Garcia'll give you a hand.

Mrs. Cardwell.

You drive a hard bargain.

With your sharp sense
of business,

something, um, puzzles me.

What?

Well, that grass hasn't
been grazed in quite a while.

How come you let it
go to waste?

Why didn't you use it
to raise your own stock?

I don't think
that's any of your business.

( melancholy theme playing )

( upbeat Western theme playing )

Getting ready for town,
Hey Soos?

Yeah, Señor Rowdy.

( chuckles )

Well, look at Scarlet,
getting all sharped up.

I don't aim to waste no time
before I belly up to the bar.

What are you doing there,
Jim?

Well, I'm figuring out
how much I got coming.

I think I got enough
to go back east.

New York. Hey, maybe
Philadelphia with Mr. Favor.

Yeah, I'm gonna see me
out of this world.

Yeah, well, knowing you,

you won't get past
the first monte table

with that dough of yours.

PETE:
Here comes Mr. Favor.

Howdy, boss.

Where are the buyers, boss?

They're probably coming out
separate, huh?

Yeah, in carriages
probably, huh?

Something wrong?

I'll give it to you straight.

Country's in a panic.
No buyers, no market,

no sale.

You mean we can't
sell the herd?

No money for us?

We ain't going to town tonight
and blow off some steam?

That's it.

When do we go?

FAVOR:
I don't know.

We'll just have to
hold the herd a while,

till this blows over and we can
get a decent price for the beef.

I found some grass
and hired the ground.

It's close enough to town,
all right,

but I got no money
to give you.

But you promised us,
Mr. Favor.

And you'll get it
when I get it.

Nothing I can do about it.

Well, there's something
I can do about it.

I can quit.

We signed on to go to Sedalia.

This is Sedalia,
and we're through.

You're free to go anytime.

Only question is,
do you want to go empty-handed,

or do you want to wait until
I can get you some money?

You got a pretty good
argument there.

Well, anyway, we agreed
to sign on with Mr. Favor

until the end of the trail.

That means until the herd
is sold.

Well, sure,
we'll stay, Mr. Favor.

How long do you figure
it will be, Mr. Favor?

I just don't know.
I hope no more than a week,

but I can't promise anything.

Well, let's head them out.
Follow me in.

WISBONE:
Always something, isn't it?

I was sort of hoping that this
time it might be different.

Always something.

( dramatic theme playing )

( Western theme playing )

( horse whinnies )

Mr. Favor.

Not much change in two days.

None I can see.

Well, anyway, you got grass.
Surprised me.

You're the first old Emma
would ever lease to.

Don't doubt that.
She drives a hard bargain.

She got something
against cattlemen?

I don't know.

Her husband was one of them
that started the business here.

He made Sedalia
a shipping point

and he helped
to get the pens built.

And then he sort of lost out.

I guess he got the blues.
Killed himself.

He must have left her
well-off enough.

She hasn't done anything
with the land.

Until now.
She charging you steep?

More than enough,
I can't stay there long.

Maybe you ought to think about
wintering those cattle.

Take them out on the range
west or north.

Sell them in the spring,
all fattened up.

Prices ought to be back
by then.

I got a lot of owners back in
Texas waiting for their money.

I got notes coming due
in October.

It's the same around here.

They figured they'd have
their money back by then.

Say, uh, how much you think
you gotta get out of that herd?

Oh, at least $25 a head.

Maybe you better
think about wintering.

They don't get their money,

I don't know what
they're gonna do.

Lot of places gonna be
foreclosed this winter.

Well, I'll see you.

( ominous theme playing )

What're we gonna do?

I don't know.

Doesn't seem like anything
we can do.

Well, what about driving them
to another town?

Abilene or Ellsworth?

Maybe east to St. Louis.

Oh, it's the same
all over the place.

Just dropped right down
to the floor.

Looks pretty hopeless to me.

That don't sound like you.

This ain't weather
or cattle or horses,

something that you
can get your hands into,

do something about.

It's banking, money,
I don't know.

It's beyond me.

People'd just get over
this darn panic.

Well, if just one buyer
would show up,

that's all it would take.

( lighthearted theme playing )

PETE:
Wishbone.

Shh!

What're you up to?

( whispers ):
Never mind.

Mr. Favor tell you
you could go into town?

I don't need his say-so
nor yours.

Now, just keep your mouth shut.
Are you running out on us?

Oh, what if I am?
I came to Sedalia,

that's all I bargained for.

You know Mr. Favor depends
on you more than anybody else.

Now, who he depends on
is his affair,

and where I go and when
is mine.

Now, you wait a minute--

Pete, don't you come
one step nearer.

I'm not gonna let you go

until you go and talk it over
with Mr. Favor.

Oh, I guess you're right.

Pete, you know how
especially fond of you I am?

Yeah.

Well, so you'll know how much
I hate to do this.

Do what?

Ow.

( lulling theme playing )

I can hardly believe it.

Wishbone hitting you
over the head and deserting,

right when we need
every man the most.

This lump on my head
didn't grow from a seed.

There ought to be
some kind of mistake.

There ain't no mistake.
He just flew the coop.

And without his money.

Somebody else
will do the cooking.

You'll live without him.

Yeah, but it won't be the same.

Out of all us, Wishbone?

It's not true, Mr. Rowdy.

He wouldn't do it, I know.

Oh, just forget it,
will you, Mushy?

Well, I can't forget it,
Mr. Nolan.

Gee, I wonder where he is,

and what he's doing.

( upbeat theme playing )

( indistinct chatter )

( clears throat )

How do?

My name's Smith.

I see by the tag on your luggage
you're going to Sedalia.

Why, yes. Yes, I am.

So am I.

That's a coincidence,
isn't it?

I, uh, haven't seen you
on the train before, have I?

Well, no. I just got on
the last station.

I had to stop off before Sedalia
on a little business.

I didn't get your name.

Oh, Draper.

How do, Mr. Draper.

Uh, what business
would you be in?

I work for the government.

Oh, I kind of thought maybe
you'd be in the cattle business.

No. That your line?

Yes, it is. A cattle buyer,
that's what I am.

Representing one of the biggest
interests back east.

Is that so?

Come out to check the stock
in Sedalia.

You planning to buy?

Well, I don't just check them
for my health, you know.

( both chuckle )

Well, this panic hasn't affected
your business then?

Panic? What panic?
Why, pure and utter nonsense.

People gotta eat, don't they?

That's what I always say,
people gotta eat,

and that means beef,
panic or no panic.

Of course, I might get
a little better price that way.

No, I mean to pay every cent
that cattle's worth.

I see.

( clears throat )

Uh, you got any friends
in Sedalia

that are in beef, you might, uh,
put them on to me.

J.W. Smith. Probably be staying
at the Drover House.

Well, I'll be glad to.

Well, I guess we have time

to have a cigar before we hit
the town, hm?

Well, thank you very much.

Don't mind if I do.

Light here someplace.

( train whistle blows )

( upbeat theme playing )

You don't say, Mr. Smith.

Well, yes, indeed.
People gotta eat, don't they?

That's what I always say.

So if you can find me a good
herd of two, 3,000,

I'll go $35 a head, and glad to.

Who did you say your interests
were back east, Mr. Smith?

Nolan and Yates. Pittsburgh,
Cincinnati, all over.

You've heard of them,
of course.

Oh, of course.

Well, now, Mr. Smith.

There's a shortage
of real good beef right now.

But it just might be

that we'll be able
to get our hands on some.

So why don't you
just sit tight,

and let us see what we can do.

Well, fine, gentleman.

Uh, you'll be able to reach me
at the Drover House.

Uh, if it don't take too long,
that is.

Because I might be able
to find what I want

in Abilene or beyond.

Oh, no, no.
It won't take long.

Uh, we'll contact you
this afternoon, no later.

Now, you just sit tight.
Fine, gentlemen.

Thank you.

Oh, it's a cash deal,
you know.

Say, why didn't you tell him
about the Favor herd?

Don't be a fool. He's willing
to pay $35 a head.

Favor's willing to take 25,
maybe even less, by now.

Is there any reason why we
shouldn't make a profit of $10?

After all,
it's perfectly legitimate.

We brought
the two parties together.

That ought to be
worth something.

Oh, but he wants cash.

We're gonna have to
raise some cash.

Yeah, but where?

Well, I've got
a little in the bank.

You have too, no doubt.

And then there's, uh,
Burke and Wilson.

We'll think of some others.

Well, come on.
We haven't got all day.

Say, where did this Smith
come from, anyway?

Why, Nolan and Yates,
of course.

You heard him.
Now, get going.

I beg your pardon.
I'm looking for the secretary.

Well, that's me.

My name is Walters.

Mine's Draper.
I represent the government.

Looking for beef.

A buyer for the government?

That's right. I've been advised
there's a herd of 3,000 head

due to hit Sedalia
right about now.

You must mean
the Gil Favor drive.

So they've arrived.

Well, take me to the poor,
stranded trail boss.

What makes you think he's poor
and stranded?

You know the answer to that
as well as I do, Mr. Walters.

The panic, banks closing,
lack of buyers.

Wrong again, Mr. Draper.

Business may not be humming
as usual,

but Sedalia's not
out of buyers yet.

You mean, Mr. Favor's been
approached by another buyer?

Probably a speculator trying
to take advantage of the panic.

Well, where is Mr. Favor's camp?

I'm prepared to make him
a fair bid.

Are you prepared to bid against
an offer of $35 a head, cash?

I'm afraid not.

I didn't think so.

I'm afraid you're out of luck,
Mr. Draper.

Did you say Mr. Smith?

Mr. Smith,
of Nolan and Yates.

( upbeat theme playing )

I want 25.

Uh, 20 is as high
as we can go,

and take my advice
Mr. Favor,

it's the only offer
you're likely to get.

Now, here's $1,000
just to bind the deal.

The rest tomorrow
when we take possession.

All right.

Fine, good. You won't
regret this, Mr. Favor.

You'll be the only trail boss
that comes out so well.

See you in the morning.

Well, I guess that's all
that's left to do.

Ain't much of a profit
for the owners,

but at least it's a profit
and the men will get paid.

QUINCE:
Will you look who's here?

MUSHY:
Mr. Wishbone,
I knew you'd be back.

You didn't know nothing
of the kind.

Thought I saw him tie up
at the hitch rack,

but I didn't think I could
believe my eyes.

Oh, it's him, all right.

The little rat that thought
the ship was gonna sink.

Well, Pete Nolan. You got no
call calling me names like that.

Your just a sorehead.

You split my scalp,

and then you got the nerve
to call me a sorehead.

Ah, Pete,
you're making a mountain

out of a little old lump.

Why, I hit you on the hardest
part of your head,

and put a nice, soothing
compress on it

to ease the misery.

Hi, Mr. Favor.

Everybody.

You forgot something, maybe?

I thought as long
as I come this far,

I'd stop in and make
your last supper.

Last supper. How'd you know it
was gonna be our last supper?

Or maybe you got wind of
the fact we're selling the herd?

Oh? Somebody buying the herd?

Well, that's fine, isn't it?
That's mighty fine.

So where you been and what've
you been up to in those clothes?

Uh, up to?
In these clothes?

Yeah. Up to in those clothes.

Well, Mr. Favor...

FAVOR:
Yeah?

...I've got a confession
to make.

I should think you would.

Well, I knew the fix
you were in.

Well, the fix we were all in.

FAVOR:
Go on.

So I tried to help you.

Why, bless you, Wish.

And just how did you try
and help us,

and how didn't it work out?

Only because my uncle-in-law
in Sedalia--

Oh, I never told you
about him, did I?

Uh, well, he didn't--
Didn't, uh--

Didn't what?

Didn't like my looks.

Wouldn't speak to me.

As a matter of fact,
he wouldn't even recognize me.

And as another matter of fact,

he had me thrown out
of his presence.

And as a last matter of fact,

I snuck back into camp,

and can't say I helped
one solitary thing.

Any questions?

Wishbone,
you're a flat-mouthed liar.

You smelled that money
that you ran out on.

Oh, I didn't hear
one word about it.

But I'm mighty glad
for everybody.

Get a nice price, did you?

Oh, enough to pay the wages
you've got coming,

if any, now.

Well, don't worry about that.
Uh, how much did you get?

Twenty a head.

Twenty dollars?

Why, those theiving--

You didn't know
anything about it, huh?

Wait a minute.
What do you know about this?

Nothing.
Uh, not a thing.

I've got to get
the cooking done.

But, you should've
held out for more.

Twenty dollars isn't enough.

It's enough for us.

How about it, Mr. Favor?

All right, line up.
I'll count it out.

But until we get the herd
turned over tomorrow,

you can't go into town.

Tastes funny, don't it?

Yeah, I liked Mushy's cooking
this morning better.

You two complaining
about the food

after the guzzling
you done these months?

Well, maybe I just
never spoke up before.

Plenty of seconds,
everybody.

No, thank you.

Hey, lookit.
Ain't that our buyer?

Mr. Favor.

You're kind of early, ain't you?
You said morning.

I didn't come for the herd.
I want my money back.

This is Marshal Thorpe,
of Sedalia.

If you don't hand it over,
he'll throw you in jail.

What?

You made a deal.

You tried to pull
a swindle on me.

Sending that fake cattle buyer
into town.

What are you talking about?

Mr. Smith,
or whatever his name is,

that's what I'm talking about.

Thirty-five dollars a head for
his big interests back east,

that's what I'm talking about.

But he's not registered
at the hotel,

and when we wired back east,

we found that his big interest,
Nolan and Yates, don't exist.

Now, wait a minute, what did
this Mr. Smith look like?

Whiskery old character.

I should have known from his
looks he was a common criminal.

Wishbone.

Yeah?

Well, that's him.

That's the man.

I told you, Marshal.

Now, Mr. Favor didn't have
anything to do with this.

It was all my own idea.

Now, you can throw me in jail
if you have to,

but, uh, he didn't have
anything to do with it.

None of them did.

I don't believe you.

Arrest him, Marshal.

All you want's
your money back,

isn't it, Matt?
Well--

Well, there's no use throwing
anybody in jail.

He was just trying to help
his boss out of a hole.

You weren't so mighty innocent,
Mr. Secretary.

You were pretty quick to
recognize a $15-a-head profit.

I want my money back.

Every cent of it.

You'll get it.

If it's not all there,
you'll hear from me.

Thanks, Mr. Favor.

Just don't let any of your men
try anything like that again.

I might have to do something
about it.

Wishbone?

I know. I'm sorry.

I thought it would work.

I sure didn't think
it would turn out like this.

I didn't know they were gonna
call it a swindle.

I'm sorry
I had to hit you, Pete.

Well, it's--

Well, you couldn't hit
hard enough to hurt anybody.

And I'm sorry you all
had to give the money back.

Uh, Wishbone, about those
seconds. Uh, I'd like some.

Yeah, me too. I'm hungry.

MUSHY:
I haven't had any decent food

since you left, Wish.

It'd be good to have
real cooking again.

Well, right over here.

What now?

We can't stay here where it's
costing us money we ain't got.

We'll move them out
in the morning.

Yeah, but where to?

Northwest Nebraska. Find some
range we can winter them on.

It's the only thing, unless
we can find a buyer on the way.

I don't know how the men
are gonna take to that,

whether they'll go along or not.

Give them IOU's
and let them go.

We'll have to keep enough
to hold the herd.

ROWDY:
Well, what about Mrs. Cardwell?

You gotta pay her too.

She'll have to take an IOU too.
Nothing else we can do.

( pots and pans clattering )

( mellow theme playing )

( cows lowing )

Rowdy. Move them on down so
they don't crowd in at the gate.

All right.

We ought to take down
some of that fence.

No, I don't want to have
to pay for damages

on top of what
we already owe her.

Marshal Thorpe from Sedalia.

FAVOR:
Yeah, and Mrs. Cardwell's man.

Mr. Favor, I'm sorry,

you'll have to
move your herd back.

Why?

Unless you're prepared to pay
what you owe Mrs. Cardwell.

Of course I can't pay cash
right now.

Made up an IOU, though,

I was just gonna
drop by the house.

Won't do. I've got
an injunction, court order.

She wants her money in cash

before you move one head
off her land.

You, and every man here
will be in contempt of court,

liable for a stiff fine
and jail sentence

if you move them.

You want to risk that?

Move them back.

( somber theme playing )

Where are you going?

Uh, talk with Mrs. Cardwell.

Let Rowdy know.

CARDWELL:
Come in.

What kind of a woman are you,
anyway?

You know I can't pay
and you know why.

And, you knew it
from the beginning.

You signed an agreement.

So it was just a trap.

You knew
I couldn't sell the herd.

You also agreed not to move them
until you paid.

Well, I made out an IOU.

I'm taking the herd out to
open range and wintering them.

When I sell them in the spring,
you'll get your money,

with interest.

I'll get it now.

How?

I'll take the cattle
off your hands.

You'll buy them?

How much?
Ten dollars a head.

( scoffs ):
Ten!

I could've said less.

I got men out there.
I gotta pay them.

Ten dollars will pay them.

I could sell them almost
as much for tallow.

You'd have to move them first.

You got me all sewed up, huh?

And you knew it from the start.

Why?

That's my business.

Well, it's my business, now.

What is it, anyway?
Your husband?

Blaming all cattlemen
for his death, huh?

It was cattlemen that did it.

Swindled him, took away
his life's work.

Everything he'd valued, loved.

So you're blaming us
who didn't even know him?

No, there's more.

You belong to a breed of men.

You come tearing into a town
like a bunch of maniacs,

shooting, drinking, killing.

I had a son.

But you won't have much
to celebrate with this time.

Ten dollars a head.

Take it or leave it.
Well, I won't take it.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna fight you, lady.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

( cow lows )

I'm sorry, Mr. Favor.
I was only doing my duty.

She's a strange old woman.

Just the same,
don't try taking them out.

What're we gonna do?

We'll take them out.

Tonight, in the dark.

May mean a fight.

I know.

We won't have the law
on our side this time.

I'll make out IOU's.

Any man who doesn't want to ride
tonight is free to leave.

No hard feelings.

Collins?

IOU's don't buy no fun in town.

Good night, then.

We're getting ready
to push them through.

Good. You didn't show
any movement

before it was dark, did you?

No. What about
the gate, though?

We got no time
to fool with the gate.

You men get to work
on that fence.

Keep it as quiet as you can.

Rowdy, tell them not to push
the cows too hard.

We don't want them
bellowing up a racket.

We ready up here?

( suspenseful theme playing )

THORPE:
Mr. Favor, stay back.

Tell your men to get away
from that fence.

What'll we do, boss?

We'll go on.

THORPE:
I'm warning you, trail boss,

my men will have to fire.

See how many of them
there are.

( gunshots )

Hold your fire!

( somber theme playing )

Well, he's unconscious.

I warned you, Mr. Favor.

All right, you win.

Now you're under arrest.
All of you.

Look, he's hurt. We gotta
get him someplace

where we can do him some good.
Let's get him up to the house.

Mrs. Cardwell's?
Yeah, no place else. Easy.

Let's go.

Easy.

Mrs. Cardwell.

He's hurt.

Well, don't bring him in here.
I don't want your kind around.

Get out of the way,
Mrs. Cardwell.

Over here.

Let me get in here.
Let's take a look.

Well, that wound
don't look too bad.

I don't know what's the matter.

Maybe it was the fall
off of the horse.

He's young, isn't he?

How bad is it?

I just don't know.

Bullet's got to
come out of there.

Oh, yeah. I can do that.

I'll get some hot water.

Excuse me.

Who's got my doctor bag?

MUSHY:
Here you are, Wishbone.

( tender theme playing )

( somber theme playing )

How's Rowdy?

He's sleeping now.

He's gonna be all right.

You wanna take us in?

No, you can stay here.

But there'll have to
be a charge,

so don't try to leave.
My men will stay to watch.

I thought you people wanted
trailheads in Sedalia.

We do.

Not everybody's like Emma.

The merchants in town were
praying you'd sell your herd

because they need your business.

Marshal, what do you think
we'll get?

Well, I think I can arrange
with the judge

to let you all off with fines,

providing your man in there
don't die,

and that ain't likely.

What are we gonna pay
them fines with?

Well, that's up to you.

I'll do all I can,

just don't try
to get away again.

( melancholy theme playing )

Mr. Favor,

we been talking,
at least some of us, and,

well, we just figure
you're licked.

Now, we's willing
to stick around,

as long as there's
anything we could do.

You wanna make a run for it?

No, sir. No, we don't.

We'd just like to go into town
and pay our fines,

and be done with it.

How many times
have I got to tell you,

I ain't got the money?

Now, you could sell
to Mrs. Cardwell.

For $10 a head?

That would make our pay.

Pay our fines too.

What about the owners?

Well, I'm sorry about you
and your reputation.

Well, I'm not about
to give up yet.

But--
HEY SOOS: Señor Favor.

I found this man
snooping around the herd,

looking at the cattle.

Who are you, mister?

My name's Draper, Mr. Favor.
I represent the government.

I'm buying beef for the Army.

You, a buyer?

Oh, how do you do, Mr. Smith.

Well, just call me Wishbone.

Wishbone?

You said you were
buying cattle, mister?

Well, yes, for
the Missouri river forts,

uh, Leavenworth and Atchison.

The Army needs quite a bit
right now.

They're moving the Pawnee tribe
south to Indian territory,

and they have to be fed.

How much do you need?

Well, I'll take all you have.

At what price?

I was authorized,
before the panic,

to offer $33 a head
for prime beef.

Now, I understand
you've had a higher offer,

but that's the best I can do.

You said before the panic.
What's the price now?

My authorization
has never been changed.

Perhaps the government
wants to keep the price up.

Anyway, that's my offer.

Mr. Draper, I accept.

There's, uh,
just one thing, though.

Yeah. What?

I, uh, I can't
pay you in cash.

We pay off in government paper.

Government paper?

Redeemable, with interest,
30 days after delivery,

upon presentation in Washington.

That won't do us any good here.

Nobody to redeem it.
No cash in town.

Unless, the banks.

I'm afraid the banks won't cash
them either right now.

Them merchants in town,
they won't take it for cash?

Uh, no.

How are we gonna pay
Mrs. Cardwell's grazing fee?

Yeah.

Hey, wait a minute.

You-- You wait here
just one minute.

( upbeat theme playing )

If-- If you could take this
government paper

instead of the cash,
I'll redeem it as soon as I can,

and if you could take just
a little bit more for security,

and let me have enough cash
so I could pay the men,

I'd-- I'd take it
as a great kindness.

How do I know
I'd get my money back?

I give you my word.

As soon as I get the money
from back east,

I'll send you yours
and you can send me the paper.

How do I know it's any good?

It's issued
by the government.

That don't comfort me.

I want value received
when I give cash.

All right. I've-- I've--
I've got some stock cattle,

cows and calves,
about 200 head.

You can use them to start
your own herd on this grass.

I'll sell them
for the cash I need.

No. No cattle,
no government paper.

I want cash.

I'm sorry for you.

I've known women before
who lost their son and husband.

It didn't warp them,
make them inhuman like you.

You know, you're not hurting
just me and my men,

like that boy in there,

you're depriving
your own neighbors.

People who ought to be
your friends.

But you don't care about that,
do you?

You don't care about anything

except your own, personal,
little hate.

I'm sorry for you.

( melancholy theme playing )

ROWDY:
Mrs. Cardwell?

I better be moving along.

No. You stay put.

I wanna thank you
for taking care of me.

Look, I wouldn't worry too much
about what Mr. Favor said.

He gets a little riled up
sometimes.

Not that he hasn't
got reason to this time.

You know, we're--
We're really stranded here,

with no money, no job,

no way to get home, nothing.

Well, you could stay here,
work for me.

I need a hand.

Oh, I-- I couldn't do that,

not knowing my friend
is still in trouble.

About your boy, ma'am,

why don't you tell me about him?

What was he like and all?

Oh, he was, uh, just an ordinary
boy, I guess.

Just like any other.

Though he didn't seem
ordinary to me.

Yeah, it never seems that way
to a mother.

I was the apple
of my mother's eye,

even when I was in trouble,

and that was often.

She just about had a fit
when I went off to work cattle.

She always wanted me
to be a preacher

or a lawyer,
or something like that.

Yeah, he wanted
to be a cowboy too.

That's one of the reasons...

Yeah, but he didn't leave.

No. I didn't let him.

And then he--
He started dressing like that.

Hanging around the pens
and the cattlemen,

waiting for the herds
to come in.

Drinking with the men.

Wearing a gun.

It was bound to happen,
sooner or later.

A fight?

He didn't know
what he was doing.

Uh, ma'am, you...

You see, when men get
to the end of a trail drive,

they like to live some.

There's a lot of
long, hard months out there.

Wind and rain and cold and dust.

Rivers flooding.

Ssometimes men dying.

Well, there ain't no mother
out there

to comfort a man,

no woman to ease loneliness.

So when a man gets to town,
he likes to,

you know, live a little.

But, uh, it-- It isn't usually
the cattlemen

who do the shooting and killing.

It's usually men just
hanging around town,

have nothing else to do
but cause trouble.

A lot of them boys just trying
to prove they're men.

Well, fighting is the only way
they got of doing it.

You're saying it's my fault.

No, I'm not saying that.

I'm just saying that

maybe it isn't the fault
of your boys,

or-- Or the men who killed him.

You see, I know
how your boy felt.

But I'd been in the Army,
and everything,

and my ma had to let me go.

Well, I'd better
be moving along now.

No, you--

I want to thank you
for your kindness, though.

I'm not kind,

I'm not kind at all.

( sobs )

Hey, look, here comes Rowdy
with Mrs. Cardwell.

How do you feel, Rowdy?

Well, a little rocky
but I'll be all right.

Mr. Favor,

you told me you had
some stock cattle,

about 200 head.

About that.

Well, I'd, uh--

I'd like to look them over,
and, uh,

if they're in good condition,

I might be willing
to pay $30 a head.

Not a penny more.

Cash.

Well, y-yeah!

I-- I guess, it it's all right
with Mr. Draper here.

Well, I just want the beef,
not the stock cattle.

All right. That's fine,
just fine.

I'm, uh--

I brought this, uh,

so that you could pay your men.

We can settle
the exact amount later.

Oh, I don't know
how to thank you, ma'am.

Oh, never mind that.
I'm sorry about--

You had a right to be angry,
Mr. Favor.

My, that smells good.

Yeah.
It's Wishbone's cooking.

Well, I'd be proud if you'd stop
and have a bite with us, ma'am.

Well, I--

I'd like that, sir.

Mr. Favor, when--?
When do we go to town?

When you get these cattle
delivered

in the loading pens
at the rail yards,

you can practically
step on up to the bar.

Hey, Rowdy.

Yeah?

How'd you do it?

Oh, well, uh, I didn't.

She did it all on her own.

I just helped keep her
on the right track,

like I used to do with my ma.

( indistinct chatter )

( inaudible )

( lighthearted theme playing )

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 ♪

♪ Wishing 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!

( whip cracks )

Hyah!

( whip cracks )

♪ Rawhide! ♪

Hyah!

( whip cracks )

Hyah!

( whip cracks )

♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪