All language subtitles for Rawhide - 3x30 - Incident of the Wager on Payday.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 )

( horse whinnies )

MAN:
Yee-ha-ha!

( slurring ):
♪ Camptown races all day long ♪

♪ Doo-dah, doo-dah ♪

♪ Camptown ladies
Sing this song ♪

♪ Oh, doo-dah day ♪

♪ Gonna run all night ♪

♪ Gonna run all day ♪

♪ I bet my money
On the bob-tail nag ♪

( horse whinnies )

( suspenseful theme playing )

Sleepin' like a baby.

Supposin' he wakes up?

Sidney, night watchmen
never wake up.

Maybe we should take
your father's sign too.

Look, it's a bigger joke
if we leave it here.

All right. Go ahead.

( suspenseful theme continues )

( box rattles )

( dramatic theme playing )

Simpson.

Joe,
you might have killed him.

Aw, I just put him back
to sleep, that's all.

He was gettin'
a little restless.

Get the money?

All right. Come on,
what are we waitin' for?

New depositors?

Maybe this wasn't
such a good idea.

Sidney, are you gonna let
your father win out

just 'cause
you're a little nervous?

You know, he runs you
like he runs this bank.

Now, you gotta get
back at him.

Well, I want to, but--

Look, all I'm doin'
is reminding you

of what you had in mind
when you come to me.

I don't need to be reminded.

After all, we're gonna bring
the money back in three days.

Well, sure, Sidney.

Sure.

( ominous theme playing )

( door closes )

( dramatic theme playing )

Hey, sure gone lame.

Well, we can't wait here.

I don't want the sheriff
to drag me back to my father.

You're worryin'
about your father,

me, I'm worrying
about jail.

Well, we didn't
steal that money.

( chuckles )

Yeah, yeah, you know, I--

I keep forgetting.

( cattle lowing )

JOE:
Well, now,
ain't that nice?

Now I can trade off
old Slew-Foot here.

What for?

Need a horse, don't I?

Cattle drive that size
hires plenty of drovers.

Drovers ride horses.

You're gonna steal a horse.

Sidney, I'm gonna trade.

Well, be about an hour or so
before they break camp.

That's when we,
uh, trade horses.

Oh, Wish, don't forget to save
some breakfast for Rowdy.

Yeah, I missed him. Where is he?
Sick or something?

Yeah, he's sick, all right.
He's lovesick.

Oh.

Not again.

Yeah, a gal he met
when he went in

to pick up supplies
at Ansley.

You ought to have heard
the way he described her.

Said she's half moonbeams

and half music
of twilight.

A half-breed?

( chuckles ):
Yeah.

Yeah, there must be
somethin' different about her.

He never even missed seconds
when he was moonin' over

that Cindy from Barsville.

I don't think it's so much
his appetite he's lost

as, uh, he doesn't care
for our company for breakfast.

The boys rode him a bit hard
last night,

a bit more
than he could take.

He'll get over it soon
though.

Just don't mention Eloise
around here.

That's her name.

( rousing theme playing )

( cattle lowing )

DROVER ( whistles ):
Come on. Yeah.

Ho.

( drovers hollering )

( lowing )

( ominous theme playing )

( drovers hollering )

Mushy!

What do you think
you were doing?

Uh, pickin' up the pots and pans
I dropped, Mr. Wishbone.

And you were dreamin'
about somethin'.

Yeah, I guess I was.

What?

Uh, I was just
thinkin', uh,

ain't nothin' compared
to the man fallin' in love.

( scoffs ):
It's a bunch of foolishness.

A man falls in love
and he gets stupider

than one of those beeves.

Yeah, I suppose so.

Well, I know so.

Not that I haven't had
a couple of mishaps myself.

( knife scraping )

Like, there was this woman
in Waco.

Pretty? Why, the sight of her
made your knees turn to soup.

And what a voice.

So sweet it made you
wanna bottle it.

Yeah, go on, Mr. Wishbone.

Why haven't you
washed those pans?

'Cause I was here,
standin' here talkin' to you.

Well,
don't ever do it again.

Now, get those pans
and wash them.

Where?

At the stream we crossed just
before we made camp last night.

I didn't notice it,
Mr. Wishbone.

They say you can't take a horse
to water and make him drink,

but you can sure take
a cook's louse to water

and make him wash.

Come on.

Come on.
We've got enough time.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Somebody might be ridin' in
at any minute.

Somebody better.

There ain't no horse
in sight.

What are you doin'
that for?

We gotta eat,
don't we?

Here, hold this.

( dramatic theme playing )

( hoofbeats approaching )

Come on.

Wishbone?

( cattle lowing distantly )

Wishbone?

Wishbone?

( dramatic theme playing )

( grunts )

Joe, did you have
to do that?

Well, we'd done got ourself
a horse. Come on.

But I thought there wasn't
gonna be any trouble.

There won't be
if we get out of here.

( tense theme playing )

Well, you comin'?

( tense theme swells )

( hoofbeats receding )

( horse whinnies )

( dramatic theme playing )

Wishbone?

How about some coffee?

Wishbone?

Wish!

( rustling )

Hey, Rowdy, what's the matter
with you? That's my horse.

Well, that's the way they ought
to be. Nice and clean. Keeps--

What happened here?

Doggone funny thing
just happened.

Well, you and me got
a different sense of humor,

you think this is funny.

What's the idea
of messin' up my kitchen?

I ain't been messin' around
your chuck wagon.

MUSHY:
Boy, somebody did.

Maybe it's the wind
or something.

Or some thievin' drover.

I ain't got nothin'
belongin' to you.

All I'm tryin' to tell you--

WISHBONE:
Well, somebody has.

Now, don't worry about it.

I'm not gonna be sore
when I catch him.

I'm just gonna
cut his throat.

Wishbone, all I did was ride
in here to try to get me--

Quince, go and find Mr. Favor
and tell him this chuck wagon

don't move one inch
until I find out

who's been stealing
my supplies.

Doggone it, Wishbone--

Now, don't argue with me
unless you don't want

to eat again until we hit
the railhead. Now go.

All right.

( upbeat theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

FAVOR:
Where's the cash box?

Cash box?
Yeah, the cash box.

The one that's supposed
to be here.

The one that's got
the payroll in it.

Well, I didn't think
we had two.

Well, every drover who's had
a chance at that chuck wagon

is right here, except one.
That's Rowdy.

Well, I sure don't think
it'd be him.

The cash box
sure isn't here.

Well, whoever did it, raiding
a chuck wagon's one thing,

stealin' the cash box
is somethin' else again.

Whoever did it
is goin' to jail.

We'll search
all the war bags.

Boss, I wasn't gonna say
anything when I thought

it was only the provisions,
but, uh--

Well, Rowdy was here.

You see him ride in?

Well, I saw him ride out,
and on my horse.

That don't prove much.

HEY SOOS:
Señor boss,

if Rowdy needed money
for a relative

or something like that,
he would have asked you for it.

Not unless, uh,
he needed it for Eloise.

He still would have
asked me.

Would you have given it
to him?

No.

Well, that's why
he wouldn't ask you.

Look, I'm not saying
that Rowdy did it,

but even if he did,
he'll be back.

Mr. Favor,
that money was our pay.

I tell you what.

If he doesn't get back,

I'll make it up
out of my own pocket.

Well, have you got the money
in your pocket,

or even enough
to buy supplies with?

Hadn't you better wait
until you miss a meal

or a payday
before you start worrying?

Well, it might be a little late
by then, don't you reckon?

I'll tell you what.

You willin' to put up
some money?

QUINCE:
What for?

I'm sayin' that Rowdy will be
back by payday, with the money.

Well, I might gather up
about $5 on that.

Can anybody else get in on that?

FAVOR:
Which side?

Well, I would bet on Rowdy

if there wasn't a girl
mixed up in it, but--

How much?

PETE:
About $10.

You've got a bet.

In the meantime,
he may be havin' trouble.

You'd better get mounted
and try and find him.

Anything you say.

Señor Boss,

will you permit me the honor
of taking half of your bet?

I'm glad to see Rowdy's
got such a good friend.

You're on, Hey Soos.

Anybody else willing
to take a bet?

MAN 1:
Count me in for $2.

MAN 2:
Five on that.

( men murmuring )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( tense theme playing )

( chuckles )

Sidney, you ever drink wine
out of a bottle?

My father doesn't approve
of drinkin'.

My father doesn't approve
of anythin',

except pilin' one dollar
on top of another.

I guess he's having
a fit right now.

Wouldn't be surprised.

Find out somethin' could go
wrong with his precious bank.

You know, by the time
we get to Fort Worth,

I ain't gonna drink anything
but wine out of a bottle.

Fort Worth?

We're not goin' there.

We don't have time.

We gotta get that money back
to Kimberly in three days.

We don't have to get
that money back at all.

Stapp, I asked you to help me
to play a joke on my father,

to teach him a lesson.

He's gonna get a bigger lesson
than you figured on, that's all.

I never had really stealin'
that money in mind.

I never had anything else
in mind.

That money's goin' back
to Kimberly.

( grunts )

Now, you can go back to Kimberly
if you want,

but that money stays with me.

I'm not a thief.

All right, you're not a thief.

But I am.

You send me back empty-handed,
I'll own up.

I don't care
what happens to me.

Own up, huh?

Sic the sheriff on me,
huh, Sidney?

I'd rather be dead.

You just might be.

( hoofbeats approaching )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( horse whinnies )

( dramatic theme playing )

Look, I don't want no shooting.

I just want that cash box
and my horse back.

Cash box?

What cash box?

You know what cash box.

The one you took
off that chuck wagon.

Look, I-I don't know nothing
about no cash box.

Took one of your horses,
maybe,

but I'll give you
a good price for him.

That horse ain't for sale.

Look, how long do you think
you're gonna be able

to stay there,
pinned down like you are?

Long as you can.

Yeah, well, we're gonna see
about that.

( dramatic theme playing )

Well, there's a lot
of tracks here, sheriff,

goin' every which way.

Well,
I gotta keep trying.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( yawns )

Crazy cowboy.

Wonder what he wants.

His horse.

You know,
where he's staked out,

he won't be able to see
the top of that bank.

( suspenseful theme swells )

( tense theme playing )

( gun cocks )

Don't, Stapp.

I'll shoot.

( chuckles )

( gun cocks )

I mean it.

Drop the gun.

( gun uncocks )

( gun clatters )

That shot sounded like it came
from Yellow River Gulch.

( dramatic theme playing )

( hoofbeats approaching)

Sheriff, up there.

Joe Stapp.

He's dead.

The body's still warm,
though.

Other one must be
around here someplace.

With the money.

We'll spread out
and get him.

( dramatic theme playing )

Go. Come on.

( crowd carousing )

( festive music playing )

( man whoops )

( hoofbeats approaching )

SHERIFF:
Too bad we got so many
strangers in town.

It will make that bank robber
a lot harder to find.

We'll find him.

Timothy, Randall,

get off to the top road
and stay there.

Nobody leaves town.

Hans, you and Gregory
stay here.

( festive music continues )

( crowd carousing distantly )

( man whoops )

( wagon rumbling )

( festive music playing )

( crowd chattering )

Sheriff. Heh.

If I don't display that money
as I promised,

I'll be the biggest
laughingstock in the West.

We know the bank robber's
in town someplace.

Well, congratulations,
sheriff.

But where's my money?

Warned you to put
additional night watchmen on.

That wouldn't be necessary
if we had an efficient sheriff.

You may be president
of this bank, Mr. Porter,

but you don't hire me.

No,

but my investors do.

Sidney.

Mother.

PORTER:
Well,
where have you been?

Keepin' pretty late hours,
aren't you, Pa?

I've been just--
Up to, uh, Paris--

Paris County,
visiting.

Well,
is anything wrong?

Someone robbed
your father's bank of $50,000.

( exhales )

Fifty th--

Well, I--

Did you find the robbers?

Yeah. One of 'em.

Someone you know pretty well.

Oh?

SHERIFF:
Joe Stapp.

Joe?

That's right.

Well, I-I-I knew
he was a little wild,

but I never--

Well-- Well, what did he have
to say about it?

Well, he was dead
when we caught up to him.

( sighs )

SHERIFF:
But there was
someone else with him.

Someone who helped him
rob the bank

and shot him afterwards.

Well,

I guess there's no honor
among thieves.

Do you, uh, have any idea
where the other one might be?

Yeah. He's in town.

I'll let you know
the minute anything happens.

PORTER:
Well, that's very thoughtful
of you, sheriff.

What do you do in Paris county
all the time, Sidney?

I rob banks, Mother.

It's no joking matter.

I'm sorry, Pa.

I forgot that banks
were so sacred.

Don't speak to your father
like that.

He's done everything for you.

I know.

I don't want him
to do everything for me.

I don't want him to treat
me like some half-witted child

who hasn't got enough sense
to keep himself

from falling into a well.

Your father's never treated
you like that.

No? Then why didn't he make me
manager of the bank

instead of Jepson.

Or even head cashier.

Pa doesn't think that I can add
the fingers on my hand.

I don't know where
your talents lie, Sidney.

You never exhibited them
to my satisfaction.

Well, why didn't you
ever give me a chance?

I could do a lot of things.

Such as picking a friend
like Joe Stapp.

No, I--

I was wrong about Joe.

Well, that's typical
of your judgment, I'm afraid.

The worst element in town.

The robber of my bank.

The murderer of Mr. Simpson,

if he dies from
that blow on his head.

That's the kind of man
my son cultivates.

Well, maybe since you know
Joe Stapp so well,

you also know who helped him.

Maybe it's another friend
of yours.

( dramatic theme playing )

I should have stayed
in Paris County.

Sidney, wait.

Albert Porter,

I've been saying you're a fool
for 35 years.

And for 35 years
you've been proving me right.

I didn't say anything
that wasn't true.

Do you think I enjoy
being ashamed of my own son?

( dramatic theme playing )

( western music playing )

( crowd cheering )

( whispers ):
Fifty thousand.

Whew.

( piano playing )

Hello, Lil.

You let go of me,
brute.

Come on, Lil, I just
wanna talk to you.

I told you before

I don't wanna have anything more
to do with you.

Oh, Lil.

Lil, I like you.
I like you.

Don't you get
a little too touchy.

( chuckling )

I don't think the lady
wants to play, mister.

Nobody asked you
your opinion.

Is he bothering you?
You're bothering me.

( grunting )

( music stops )

I wanna thank you, mister.

You're welcome, miss.

That was a pretty nice
right cross, fella.

Hm? What?

The one that laid Groat low.

Groat?

Loudmouth.

Oh.
( door opens )

Well, he's breathing.

Business or pleasure, sheriff?

Business, Ted.

Any strangers
come in here recently?

You got eyes.

Look around and see
for yourself.

How about the one
at the bar?

You better kiss me quick.

We ain't hardly
been introduced.

Do like I say.

That's enough.

How you know it's enough?

Now, you keep a civil tongue
in your head, Lily.

Who are you?

Well, I--

He's my cousin.

SHERIFF:
Must be pretty fond of him.

He's my kissing cousin.

I never seen him before.

LILY:
Well, he's my cousin, not yours.

SHERIFF:
How long you been in town?

Oh, well, since--
Since last week.

SHERIFF:
Why ain't no one
seen him around?

Well, he's been sick.

Tonight's his first night out.

Where's he been staying, Lily?

He's staying with me.

Oh, my family's got strong
family feelings.

Yeah, that's right.

Nothing like strong
family feelings, is there?

What's your cousin's name?

Yancy.

Yancy?

Well, I never heard
of a cowhand named Yancy.

Yeah, well, that's--

You're looking at one right now.
That's my name: Yancy Yates.

Heh.
If I had a name like that,

I wouldn't let it
get around.

LILY:
Yancy, you ain't
looking so good.

You better come
with me and rest up

un-- Until you get
your strength back.

Yeah, I guess--

Excuse me.

Well,
that sick man,

he's got the best
right cross I ever seen.

( saloon music playing )

You didn't kill anybody
or anything, did you, Yancy?

My name ain't Yancy.

I know it ain't.

And I didn't kill anybody
or anything.

Well, I'm glad.

It wouldn't have made
any difference anyway.

But I'm glad.

Good.

What are you
doing here?

Waiting to meet your cousin.

Sidney's like a brother
to me.

I'd rather be treated
like a cousin.

Sidney Porter.

Rowdy Ya--

Rowdy Yates.

That's a nice name.

All right, Lily,
get out of here.

This is my room.

Sure.

Want me to tell the sheriff

that your cousin Yancy is really
your cousin Rowdy?

Well, there isn't gonna
be any trouble, is there?

No, I don't think so.

Well, I-I'll go watch
the square-dancing or something.

Good.

Say, you, ah,
recognize my name?

Should I?

My father's president
of the bank here in town.

Ah, it must be real nice
for you.

No.

No,
it's not real nice for me.

Look,
we can help one another.

How's that?

You wanna get out
of Kimberly, don't you?

Yeah.

Well, you won't until
the $50,000 is back in the bank.

Well, what's that got
to do with me?

You've got it.

( scoffs )

That's the first time I've ever
been accused

of having more than $50
on me.

It's not on you.
It's in the saddlebag.

You're making up the story,
go ahead and finish it.

( sighs )

I know the money's
in the saddlebag

because I put it there.

And I know you've got it

because I saw you ride
out of Yellow River Gulch

with the saddlebag
on your horse, all right?

You were in that gulch?

Look, wait, let me--
Let me tell you what happened.

Joe Stapp and I took
the money, only--

Only I-I thought it was
gonna be a joke. I--

I wanted to play
a trick on my father.

But Joe, he--

Joe had different ideas.

So you killed him.

Well, no, no, I-I didn't mean
to kill him.

It was--

It was an accident.

H-he was getting ready
to shoot you.

What, say, you
expect me to believe that?

W-we worked our way
up to the top of the gulch.

Joe had a perfect beat on you.

I couldn't let him do it.

That wouldn't have been
part of the joke.

All I wanna do is get
the money back in that safe.

A-and I can do it without--
Without anybody finding out.

And then you can
ride out of town.

You won't have to own up to
your part of the robbery, then.

I-I never planned on it
being a real robbery.

What about killing your partner?

Should I have let him kill you?

Look, ah, h-how do I know
I can trust you?

Well, I-I could have told
the sheriff.

Not without getting yourself
involved, you couldn't.

Well-- Well, that's right.

I'll tell you what, I'll, ah--
I'll meet you tomorrow.

Maybe with the money, maybe not.

Well, where you going now?

( chuckles )

That'd be too easy.

All right.

Tomorrow morning,
in front of the bank.

At 9.

At 9.

Um,

tell Lily I need
to go feed my horse.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

( upbeat theme playing )

Hey.

That's expensive hay
you're eating.

You work on this stack here.

Excuse me, mister,
you got the time on you?

Well, I got a watch,
if that's what you mean.

Yeah,
that's what I meant.

Why, it's 10:30.

Thanks.

Yup.

( banjo playing )

MAN:
You there. Hold it.

Look, I can explain--

You'd be surprised

if you knew the kind of things
people leave behind them

when they come into
the bank.

Yeah, I guess I sure
would be surprised.

Yeah, well, you better
take your saddlebag.

Now, just suppose that
that was full of money.

What would you feel then?

About the same way I feel
right now, I guess.

Thank you.

( banjo playing )

( drum beating )

Well, he's all right.

He just rode into town.

Why aren't you eating?

I ain't hungry.

You sure Sidney Porter
never eats in here?

No.

Not during the daytime,
I told you.

Excuse me just
a minute, will you?

Pete,
am I glad to see you.

Do I know you?

Look, I need you help.

You don't need any help.

Looks to me like
you are doing all right.

Well,
I ain't doing all right.

She might even be prettier
than the one in Ansley, huh?

Look, I'm bad trouble.
You gotta help me.

You will be in bad trouble
as soon as I finish this drink

and drag you back to the herd.

And I lose my $10 because I bet
you wouldn't be back by payday.

Can't the $10 wait?
I'll give you $10.

I'm in trouble.
I need your help.

I just didn't think
you'd get that money-hungry.

You know about the money?

Of course I know about
the money.

You don't think you could
steal a cash box

and none of us know about it.

F-- Cash box. I'm not even
talking about the cash box.

I'm talking about $50,000
taken from the bank here.

Fifty--
Shhh.

Let's go outside,
and I'll explain it all.

( slurring ):
Hey, mister.

I got a desire to apologize.

First to the lady.
And to you.

Yeah, oh,
thanks very much.

Hey, mister.

( dramatic theme playing )

This is all a mistake,
Your Honor.

This is a bad mistake.

Your mistake was getting
caught, son.

( crowd laughs )

You admit you was
at Yellow River Gulch

with Joe Stapp.

Yeah, but--

And when the sheriff
and his men came up,

you ran, didn't you?

Well, yeah,
that's true.

Rode out of there with
a saddlebag containing $50,000.

Yeah, but, uh--

And when you got
to Kimberly,

the first thing you did
was return the stolen money

to the Kimberly
and Southwest Bank.

Well, uh,

no, I didn't, but I--

As a matter of fact,
you never did voluntarily

return the bank funds.

ROWDY:
No, well, I was going to, but--

You're on trial for murder, son.

We're waiting to hear
anything you gotta say.

Murder.

Well, ah--

I, ah-- I arranged to return
the money to Sidney Porter.

LAWYER:
The bank president's son?

ROWDY:
That's right. He helped
rob the bank as...a joke.

Joe Stapp's killing a joke too?

Well, no, no, he killed Stapp
to save my life.

LAWYER:
Son, we ain't too much
interested in Joe Stapp.

Did you return the money
to Sidney Porter?

Well, no. I-I was going to,
but--

Not even to the man
who saved your life?

I know it's hard to believe--

It's impossible to believe, son.

Gentlemen of the jury,

is it necessary to retire
in order to get at a verdict?

It sure ain't.

He's guilty.

Look,
I didn't murder Stapp.

We ain't much interested in Joe.

Old man Simpson is the one who--

Simpson?

LAWYER:
The night watchman
you struck down

in the course of the robbery,

he died last night.

That's why you're gonna hang
tomorrow morning.

( dramatic theme playing )

( crowd chattering )

( dramatic theme swells )

( hammer pounding,
saw scraping )

( lock clicking )

Lily?

( door closes )

Who are you?

I have been looking
all over for you, Sidney.

I wanna talk to you.

( slurring ):
Well, I don't wanna talk.

I got nothing to talk about.

Rowdy says you do.

Rowdy.

I just saw him at the jail.

He says you got plenty
to talk about.

How did you know where I was?

Lily gave me the key.

Lily.

Lily. I told her
I wanna be alone.

I did sense
some very important business.

Hm-hm.

He'll notice.

That's all I got left.

No mother,

no father.

No guts.

What do you expect me to do,
show up at the trial?

It wouldn't have been
necessary, Sidney,

if you'd just have met
Rowdy this morning

like you promised to.

Poor old man Simpson.

He died. I--

Made it too dangerous to try to
bring the money back.

And now you're-- You're willing
to let Rowdy hang

for something you did.

I saved his life once.

Even though it was by accident.

I can't do anymore.

I just can't.

Too much of a coward.

I didn't admit anything to you.

Didn't say anything.

I...

I better leave.

Before I don't say
a whole lot more.

There's one thing more,
Sidney.

( dramatic theme playing )

Wh--?

What you doing?

Wh--?

You--

You're the one that hit me.

I did.

Where am I?!

The place you're gonna die.

What is this? A joke?

You're the one that makes
the jokes, remember?

( hammers banging
in the distance )

Take a listen.

Wait.

It's the gallows
they're building for Rowdy.

They're gonna hang him
at daylight.

And that's when
I'm gonna hang you.

Of course, you probably
won't die as soon as he does.

'Cause I'm no expert at this.

I got your gun right here.

You can forget it.

It's getting light.

I'm not a murderer.

Neither is Rowdy, but they're
hanging him same as I am you.

We'll just call it a life
for a life, huh?

I'll give you anything.

Well, all right,
how about Rowdy's life?

They've finished.

Get up!

Wait.

Come on.
You see what I mean.

( mumbling )

All right, look out.

( dramatic theme playing )

I wondered if you'd
reach for that.

Y-you mean you planted it
deliberately?

That's right.

Why?

If you're gonna
get away with this,

you're gonna have
to kill me, same as Rowdy.

I didn't kill Rowdy.

Not yet.

Are you gonna pull the trigger?

No.

No, I'm not a murderer.

I was counting on that.

Well, it's not gonna be so hard
from here on out, Sidney.

Let's go tell the sheriff.

All right.

( folk music playing )

You know, I feel
kind of sorry for him.

Oh, he'll get off easy,
he's a pretty nice kid.

Looks like you
figured him just right.

Well, I never figured
you'd let him take that gun.

Oh. Heh!

Empty.

Well, I like you, Rowdy,
but I don't like you that much.

( upbeat theme playing )

Quince, $5.

Thank you, next.

Well, Mr. Nolan, $10,
please. Thank you.

You know, Pete, I-I never
thought you'd be the one

who'd bet against me.

I'd trust you
anytime, Rowdy,

except when you're palpitating
over some female.

Well, you saved my neck,

so I ain't gonna
hold it against you.

That's right, I did.

The 10.

Oh, yeah.
Ten.

Yeah, that's right,
I forgot about...

Ah, you know, maybe I--

I was thinking maybe I ought
to borrow this 10 back from you.

What for?

Well, you remember
that girl back in Kimberly.

You met her. Lily.

Well, anyway--

Pete, I thought--

Pete?
( humorous 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 ♪

♪ 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!

( whip cracks )

Hyah!

( whip cracks )

♪ Rawhide! ♪

Hyah!

( whip cracks )

Hyah!

( whip cracks )

♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪