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♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

- Hyah! -♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

♪ Keep movin', movin', movin' ♪

♪ Though they're disapprovin' ♪

♪ Keep them dogies movin' ♪

♪ Rawhide ♪

♪ Don't try to understand them ♪

♪ Just rope and 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 ♪

-(whip cracks) -♪ Cut 'em out, ride 'em in ♪

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

-♪ Rawhide...! ♪ -♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

- Hyah! -♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin'. ♪

(whip cracks twice)

I don't believe it.

Take a hold of one these little barbs here, you'll believe it.

Figure you better see this, Mr. Favor.

- How far does it go? - Yup, all across the canyon.

Who in creation would wanna wire off a trail?

You can't farm up here.

There's nothing up here but rocks and cactus.

What about that lake just east of here?

It's bone dry. No more water until Comanche Wells, good 10 miles on.

- All right, who's got the cutters? - I have.

Slice it down the middle, roll it back to the banks.

But what happens--?

There's gotta be some reason this fence is up here.

I suppose you've found a way to keep a cow alive without water.

- No. - Then cut it.

Point will be here soon, so cut it quick.

[SIGHS]

Yeah, make it quick, Rowdy.

Someday he's gonna say, "Take your time, boys."

And we'll die of the shock.

Well, Quince, that's one thing about being trail boss.

You can say just about anything you want.

Yeah. I don't know, I still wouldn't wanna be in his shoes.

Well, that's where you and me differed.

- I tell you about Boonesville? - No.

Well, I had an offer down there, head up my own drive.

Oh, why didn't you take it?

Well, I wish I knew.

Nothing to it, really, except you can't make any mistakes,

like cutting barbwire when you don't know

the reason it's up here in the first place.

I still think we should've checked around a little.

- Checked around where? - In town.

Wishbone went in there this morning for supplies.

Ah, we could just as easily have ridden in there--

[GUNSHOT]

- Whoa. - Whoa.

That was buckshot, boys.

The next time, it'll be bullets.

Get me off this wire.

Were you hit?

Uh, well, let me just say,

I'm gonna probably be riding a little high in the saddle for a while.

Now clear out of there.

[GROANING]

[GUNSHOT]

Get over by those rocks.

- Get the boss. - What about you?

- Get the boss, don't worry about me. - All right.

No, no, he's running. Leave him alone.

The other one's mighty quiet.

- Charlie. - Yes, ma'am.

See if he's dead.

[GUNSHOT]

Well, that's a load off my mind.

I thought for a minute we might have to bury a stranger in the family plot.

Heh, still might, sister.

Mm-hm.

- Brother Gus? - Yeah, I see them, sister.

Good. Well, you take the left. Brother Charlie, you take the right.

I'll just kind of roam around in the middle.

Don't come too close.

- Where are they? - Up there on those boulders.

Hold your fire!

Let me talk to my ramrod!

Trail boss, huh? What do you say, Brother Gus?

Shall we let him talk to that poor hurting ramrod?

Might as well. They're still on their side of the fence.

All right, cowpoke, come ahead.

Hey, now, that is a shame.

What's she after, beef passage?

I don't think so. She would have said.

Hey, we got 3,000 thirsty steers headed this way.

Then you better turn them before I shoot them, boy.

Ain't no moss horn gonna tramp over my land.

They haven't water for three days. They gotta come through.

Besides, this ain't your land. You can't fence off open trail.

You wanna bet?

Jim, you think there's a chance of scaling that mountain

and getting around behind her somewhere?

Well, not unless I knew where they had their lookouts posted.

Well, they sure ain't gonna let us in and map the place first.

Yeah, that's for sure.

Hey, wait a minute. Wait a minute, I'm hurt.

[GROANS]

Somebody's gotta patch me up.

What makes you think they'd, uh, take you back up in the canyon?

They'd probably just send somebody down.

Then we'd have a hostage, wouldn't we?

Even a nester wouldn't be dumb enough to fall for a trick like that.

We ain't gonna know until we try.

True.

Yeah, all right, ugh.

Lady, you got a doctor?

- Why? FAVOR: My man's hurt here.

- He needs some help. - Uh-uh.

He wasn't hurt so bad he couldn't pull a trigger.

They got something up their sleeve. I'll move them back a little.

No, hold it, Gus.

Cowhand's too dumb to be tricky.

Probably too dumb even to back away from a fight

unless he knows he can't win it.

What if we show them they couldn't win?

Your party.

All right, mister, send him through.

I see what I can find out.

- The Spider and the Fly. - Huh?

She agreed almighty quick.

I think I'd better try and tag along with you.

He's taking off his gun belt. We didn't invite both of them.

Well, they ain't just any two.

How far do you suppose a herd could get without a trail boss and a ramrod?

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

ALL: Hi, Rose.

Hi, sweetie, how are you?

Eddie, how's the well coming?

Just fine, Rose. We hit that water just where you said we would.

What happened to your crippled-up friend, Rose?

Oh, well, he had a little accident back there by the barbwire,

but he'll know better next time, won't you?

Isn't it just like me bringing two strangers to the house

and not even knowing your names? What's your name?

Rowdy Yates.

- Yours? - Favor.

Favor, Yates, I want you to meet my brothers.

This is Eddie, that's George.

That's Otto, Frank, Walter, Albert and Pete.

Left Charlie back there by the boulders.

That's Brother Gus.

Gentlemen.

Eddie, last time I noticed, that old medical kit of mine was in the barn.

Would you be kind enough to get it for me?

Yes, ma’am.

- Your medical kit? ROSE: Yeah.

You're the doctor?

Yeah.

Oh, no. Oh, no.

"Oh, no," what?

You're a woman.

Well, danged if I ain't. What about it?

No woman is gonna patch me up.

Who patched you up when you were a baby, your pa?

Oh, no. Oh, no.

All right, boys.

Oh, no.

Oh, no, you don't.

[GRUNTS]

Oh, no.

[ALL LAUGHING]

Oh, no. Oh, no.

- Hey, Brother Gus. - Yeah, Rose.

You don't happen to recall the trick the Rebs used

when they used to go home on a raid?

Oh, you mean the hideout gun under the shirt?

Yeah, that's the one.

Maybe you ought to relieve Favor of his artillery.

We wouldn't want him to fall down and shoot himself.

Now, would we?

Mr. Favor.

What was she in the war, a general?

No, sir, just a jayhawker like the rest of the family.

Mr. Cornelius, I hope you realize you're in a fight you can't win.

This canyon has been open trail since the Spanish mapped it.

She just can't hold back a whole trail herd.

She's already held two back, Mr. Favor.

- Two? - Yes, sir.

- Texas herds? - Yes, sir.

I believe they decided to head west,

and then they went north up through the foothills.

Texas men running from a Kansas woman.

- Yes, sir. - I've heard everything.

Yes, sir.

And I really would suggest that you run too,

unless you wanna just set out here the, uh, whole season

and miss your market.

Cornelius, if my herd sits out there one more day,

I'm not gonna have a herd to take to market.

- They're dying of thirst. - Hmm, it's a problem.

So will you please tell your sister to have that wire down by noon?

Oh, yes, sir.

Would you also like me to tell the tide to stop

and the earth to spin backwards for a while?

Look, you're a man. What are you so mighty afraid of her for?

Sometimes we get fear and habit all mixed up, Mr. Favor.

Rose has bossed this family ever since her folks died.

She's showed good sense and we've prospered.

But I'll grant you, somebody ought to stand up to her, for her sake too.

What does she want this canyon for anyway?

- Farm it. - Farm?

She can't farm this land.

She can't? Well, heh, now that is a shock.

I guess we'll just have to take that whole barn-load of food she harvested

and put it back in the ground.

Mr. Favor, she'd farm the moon if she could get to it.

And I'm not too sure she can't do that.

What is she anyway, a witch?

[CHUCKLES]

No, sir. She's just the smartest, toughest,

stubbornest one human being you'll ever run into.

Why, when she was 4, she could out-spell and out-figure

any schoolteacher that come to this house.

At 12, she could cook better than a Boston chef

and sew better than a Philadelphia tailor.

I ain't never seen a man could match her, except one.

Who? President Abe Lincoln?

No, heh.

No, he was a major, 46th Illinois Rifle.

Came up through our neck of the woods on a recruiting trip.

Looked little bit like you, in fact.

I mean, the same height and same coloring and all.

And, uh, just about as stubborn.

And too stubborn to marry her too, I hope.

Ah, he was killed at Vicksburg.

Oh.

Yes, sir, he looked a whole lot like you.

[YATES GROANING]

ROSE: Oh, hush.

Well, thank you, boys.

You can let him up now.

You, uh, want one of us to stay with you, Rose?

No, no, no, you go ahead, George, I'll be all right.

Yes, ma’am.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Come on, that wasn't so bad, was it, Yates?

- Was it? - Where's my hat?

- What's your hurry? - Come on, come on. Give me my hat.

[CHUCKLES]

I hope you found out everything you wanted to check on.

Huh?

I didn't come here for anything except to get the buckshot out of my--

Out of me.

Yeah, well, you have it your own way.

Too bad you couldn't stick around to meet the rest of my brothers.

- The rest of them? - Yeah, the big ones.

They're on guard duty making sure nobody comes in over that mountain.

Yates,

you know, you strike me as being a lot more sensible

than that bull-headed boss of yours.

Maybe you ought to tell him about those lookouts

and about how stupid it would be to try and tromp through my canyon.

Well, I can't tell him anything. I ain't trail boss.

Oh, Yates.

Now, leading is a matter of convincing.

You may be smart enough to decide the best way of doing a thing,

but unless you can convince someone you're right,

you don't deserve to be boss.

[CHUCKLES]

Let's get out of here.

Hey, Favor.

I hear the route west of here is really very scenic.

I hope you enjoy it.

I don't see how I can do that

considering I'm going by way of the canyon.

You're still set on that?

Very set.

I guess maybe we'll just have to keep you all here in the guestroom

until your boys move those cows out and around those mountains.

Let's see now. It should be, I reckon, a few minutes past 10.

Mr. Yates and I aren't back to the herd by 10:30,

my men have orders to come and get us.

- All 25 of them. - You're bluffing.

You wanna see my hand, fella-- I mean, lady, uh,

all you have to do is call it.

You know, I can't rightly remember when I've met any human being

that I felt such simple revulsion toward as I do you.

Well, heh, now, I must say the feeling is so mutual.

[MOOING]

[HORSES APPROACHING]

I was beginning to worry about you two.

- What'd you decide on? - No choice.

I gotta find some ways to get through.

It will not be so easy, Senor Favor.

Well, there's another way maybe we could go.

Look, you wanna go west, you go west.

We gotta take those cows down that canyon.

Right. There's no other way we can go but, uh--

What's on your mind, Rowdy?

Well, ahh, the way I figure, Sister Rose hasn't got a legal leg to stand on.

- Right? - Right.

Well, why don't we go get a sheriff, let him cut the wire for us?

There's a town not too far from here.

I'm afraid that woman wouldn't let a sheriff any closer than she let us.

Besides, is there time? Either our horses get to water soon

or I would not answer for any one of them.

Look at it this way. If we go through that canyon and kill somebody,

we'll get stuck here for six months on a murder charge.

We'd lose the whole herd.

Hmm, ugh.

Oh, all right.

You come in to town with me. Jim, you take over.

Rowdy, uh, you sure you ain't already trail boss?

Well, Quince,

bossing ain't so hard, just a matter of convincing, that's all.

I wonder how long a ride it is into that town.

[PIG SQUEALING]

- It's a real neat little town. - Oh, dandy.

- Isn't that our chuck wagon? - Yeah.

[CRASHING INSIDE]

Excuse me.

Pardon me.

Excuse me. Uh, fella.

You wanna go in there?

- There a law against it? - Only the law of survival.

Big Will's in there cutting up.

- Who's this Big Will? - Who's Big--?

Mister, did you ever hear of John I. Sullivan?

- Yeah, sure. - Well, let me put it this way.

Big Will makes Mr. Sullivan look like the short doll on a wedding cake.

There goes the mirror.

Excuse me, mister...

Uh, Bryant, Personalized Undertaking.

I hate to be a killjoy and break up a good fight,

but I'm afraid there's a friend of ours in there

that might need a little assistance.

Now, would you mind go getting the sheriff before somebody gets hurt?

Sheriff? Why, there ain't been no sheriff in El Crucero for six months.

Big Will don't approve of sheriffs.

- And what Big Will says goes, huh? - Yes.

How come you let this fella, uh, Big Will, buffalo you like that?

WILL: One. - Form an aisle!

Back up, back up, make way. Form an aisle.

WILL: Two. - I said, how--?

- I heard. WILL: Three.

That answer your question?

What are you doing, fella?

You're supposed to be getting supplies.

That does it. Now he's made me mad.

[PANTING]

All right. Put him down now, mister.

Go away, boy, before I slap you dead.

I said, put him down.

[GRUNTING]

[SIGHS]

Thanks a lot, but you didn't need to bother.

I could've had him in another minute.

Yeah, sure.

Anybody know where this fella lives?

Uh...

Yes, he lives in the canyon there.

Last name wouldn't be Cornelius, would it?

Yes, it would.

I'll take him back on your horse. Get the herd started.

You can go back with Wish in the wagon.

All right.

All right, come on. Rise and shine, rise and shine.

That's it.

What a nice day.

Yeah, come on. Let's go, move.

[SIGHS]

- Get the supplies all right? - Well, yeah, sure.

But what are you two doing in town?

There was some barbwire strung across the trail.

We came in to get the sheriff to cut it down.

Well, you're out of luck. They don't have any sheriff.

Yeah.

I guess you were, uh, kind of surprised at what happened, weren't you?

Yes, sir, neighbor, I'm frank to admit I was surprised.

Yeah, well, funny you didn't recognize him.

Who?

Oh, Gil Favor, the last of the really great lawmen.

- The last of the what? - Lawmen.

Oh, yes, uh, lawmen.

You mean he wears a badge?

Oh, well, not right now.

He's between assignments, you might say, heh.

You might say that.

Wish, uh, do you remember the time that Gil, uh, brought in young Billy?

Not that Billy?

Yeah, yeah.

He's brought in so many, they kind of all run together in my mind.

Oh, well, I don't suppose he'd ever consider running for a post this small.

No, no, he could never consider a thing like that.

Of course, if maybe you all got together and appointed him,

what could he do?

Yeah, what could he do?

- Everybody set? - Set as we'll ever be.

Now, just don't get over-anxious.

Remember they're not on our land until they hit that wire.

- Sister Rose? - Huh?

That can't be Brother Will, can it?

Can't be.

Spitting image though, ain't it?

- Who's this? - Another Cornelius.

ROSE: Favor! - Yeah!

I wanna talk to you!

Well, then come on down, girl.

Let's go, boy.

- Brother Will. - Yes, ma'am.

- What happened? - Oh.

He hit me and knocked me out.

He knocked you out?

Nobody has ever done that before, not even me.

Heh, well, I guess there's first time for everything, Rosie girl.

Rosie?

You talk like you got us licked, Mr. Favor.

Oh, I have, Brother Gus.

You see, I intend to have Big Will here right alongside me while I cut that wire.

Oh, really?

What makes you think I won't shoot at my own kin, Favor?

Would you?

No.

Shoot around him though.

He may be wide, but he ain't wide enough for all of you to hide behind.

Woman, you are the...

[HORSES APPROACHING]

Mr. Favor, Mr. Favor. Mr. Favor, sir--

Mr. Bryant, we're a little busy here right at the moment.

And I have the feeling we're gonna be a lot busier in a minute.

Well, that's fine, that's fine. I like to see a busy peace officer.

Peace officer?

By order of the town council,

I hereby appoint you Sheriff of El Crucero County.

And I'm mighty sorry we didn't recognize you

the very first minute you rode into town, marshal, heh.

What the blue blazes?

Boss, uh, I'm really sorry. They wormed the secret out of me.

Oh, yeah. What secret?

Well, you know, about you and your fine brave work cleaning up the West.

The appointment was unanimous. You can't back down now.

- Oh, I can't, huh? - Boss, if you're the law,

then that means the law is on our side, doesn't it?

- Now hold on just a minute. - Oh, shut up, will you?

- Mr. Bryant, is this, uh, real, legal? - Oh, absolutely.

Well, well, well.

Rose Cornelius, I order you in the name of the law

to open this here pass or suffer the consequences.

Oh, you do, do you? Well, let me tell you something--

Mr. Bryant, what would you say would be the penalty

for, uh, obstructing justice and insulting a peace officer?

Oh, I don't know, 30 days?

That sounds about right.

Oh, Big Will, you can go on back home.

We won't be needing you no more.

Now you take your clammy hands off me!

- Tell it to the judge, lady. - Put me down!

Shoot him down, Gus!

But, Rose, he's the law.

You traitor! You're all traitors!

Oh, put me down! Let me go!

Well, tell me. I need a good laugh.

Heh, the crusader of El Crucero, the captain of the clan Cornelius,

and yet she, uh, wiggles like any other mortal female.

You got the sense of humor of a ghoul in a graveyard at midnight.

You know that?

[CHUCKLES]

It ain't funny.

Sorry.

No man ever got the best of me and no man ever will.

It ain't funny.

FAVOR: Hey!

- Hey, you all right? - Leave me alone.

[GRUNTS]

- I don't need your help. - Oh, boy, heh, you're a mess.

There's some water down there. I'll dampen it for you.

[GROANS]

[SIGHS]

- Here. - I can do it.

Will you relax? I'm just gonna untie your hands.

Now, what do you wanna do that for?

So if I try to escape, you can shoot me in the back?

You know, it might solve a lot of problems at that.

Well, I can't walk, so you might as well forget it.

Oh, ain't that a mess.

It'll wash off, ugh.

Nothing but good clean dirt.

Hey, now, look at that.

Rich as butter.

You'd hardly have to put a plow to this.

Just drop the seeds and jump back.

What would a cowpuncher know about farmland?

Oh, I know I'd like to have about a hundred or so acres of this.

I could get the feeling for growing and creating things.

Put up a barn right over there.

Put the house up on that rise.

Crazy dreams.

What's the matter? My face dirty too?

- No, you remind me of somebody. - Hmm.

Probably a picture I saw of Lucifer in a book once.

Not the horns, I hope.

[SIGHS]

- Read much?? - Yeah, it cuts the loneliness.

How on earth can you ever get lonely around a bunch like that?

Don't seem possible, does it? But it happens.

Rose, how come you picked the canyon to settle in?

I liked the looks of the soil.

It's about 80-percent rock.

I don't know. What's it matter anyway?

It doesn't really matter.

Just interesting that, uh, you'd choose a place

that you knew you'd run into a fight.

I didn't know.

As a matter of fact, you're the first one that's had the courage to fight.

- I kind of admired you for it. - Hmm.

Well, not admired exactly.

[SIGHS]

Oh, boy, I bet I look a mess.

I don't know why I should care though. I'm only going to jail.

Rose girl.

What's happening?

We better get back.

I can walk.

Hey, when will you ever learn?

There's a time to fight and a time not to, girl.

Mr. Favor, I mean, sheriff, heh, I'm really proud of you.

I couldn't have done better myself, you know.

Oh, I got the herd. It's all ready to move out.

All we gotta do is wait for the first light.

You ready to move out over the Cornelius artillery too?

Yeah, well, I mean, with Rose here in jail and everything, I thought...

Her ten brothers are still out there, though, all ten of them.

Yeah, but... Oh, I get it.

- Can she hear me? - I doubt it.

Well, how about this?

How about, uh, me going out and starting a rumor

that maybe you're mistreating her here in jail?

And the brothers are gonna have to leave

and come on down here and get her out.

As soon as they move out of the canyon,

then we move right on through.

Very good, except for one point.

Yeah, what's that?

She ain't here. I released her.

You released her?

What did you release her for? She'll go right back up to that canyon.

Yeah.

But she's the cement that holds that family together.

How are we gonna get across there now?

She's a woman. Women have been known to change their minds.

Oh, not that woman hasn't.

Well, I guess there's nothing left to do

except go back there and figure something else out.

You go ahead back. I got some thinking to do.

Yeah, well, you can do some thinking back at the drive, can't you?

Well, I...

- I, um... - Yeah?

I'm thinking of quitting the drive.

- What was that? - Ain't such a crazy idea.

We've talked of it before.

Sure, we've all talked about it, but--

You know that stretch of land betwixt here and the canyon?

Yeah.

They ain't never been filed on. It's all clear.

I was thinking of grabbing me up 100 acres of it or so.

Sure, yeah, it's great land and all,

but I thought you were gonna wait to settle down

until you'd met a woman that you...

Oh, no.

I never said nothing about no woman.

- You didn't have to. - Now, look, boy--

Look, I mean, it's your life, but, uh, what about the herd?

After all, you know, you got a herd to run.

Who's gonna head the herd up?

- You're qualified, ain't you? - Me?

You've headed it before when I was sick or gone off somewhere.

The owners wouldn't object.

Trail boss?

Yeah, yeah, until I make up my mind one way or the other.

Unless you don't want it.

- No, no, I'll take the job. It's just that-- - All right, then.

Now get out of here and give me a chance to think, will you?

Take the wagon with you. I won't be needing it.

Right, then.

You keep me informed, will you?

I'm trail boss, heh.

Whoppee. I'm Red Riding Hood.

You back already?

Do you think Rose will let us through?

I don't know.

I'll ask her though.

What happens if, uh, she says no?

Look, Mr. Favor, the, uh, men weren't exactly excited

about the idea of following you through that canyon.

Now, when they find out I'm heading up the drive, I don't know.

- You scared? - No, I'll go it alone if I have to, but...

Well, I was just thinking about the owners.

You think it would be fair to them?

Well, we'll be moving out at 7:00.

If I don't see you...

I'll just go now.

I tell you, I don't like it, Gus.

What's come over her anyway?

- Just relax, George. - Relax?

Do you know what she's doing inside that bedroom?

What is that stink?

I didn't have any perfume, sol crushed some honeysuckle blossoms.

Gotta get me some pockets.

- You see? - I sure do, heh.

Don't suppose there been any visitors drop by.

Just how would you expect them to get past the lookouts?

I left word.

Rose,

you sure you're not sticking your chin out too far?

You can't be certain he'll show up.

[HORSE APPROACHING]

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

- Who's that? - None of your business. Now get out.

Go on, get, all of you. Out, go on, move.

Except Gus.

Just a minute.

Gus.

Hello, Rose.

Well, heh, my goodness, what a surprise.

I mean, whatever would bring you to this neck of the woods, sheriff?

Oh, I ain't the sheriff no more. I retired.

Besides I, uh...

I come to ask you a question.

- Well, I-- - Oh, Gus, this concerns you too.

Guess you'd best stay.

You see, I...

I'm thinking of quitting the drive,

settling down here in El Crucero.

There's one thing that still worries me though.

- What? - The herd.

Well, you gonna allow them to go through?

Yeah.

- You will? - Sure.

Well, that's fine. That's just fine. When can they get started?

Well, we have to dig the potatoes and get in the corn.

Say a week after next?

Week after next?

I don't see how I can cut it much shorter than that.

Look, Rose, they've gotta be started by tomorrow latest.

- No. - Now wait a minute.

Ought to be some agreement we can come to.

All right, then.

That herd has to be in Comanche Wells by sundown.

We'll, uh, keep the herd away from the house and the barn.

We'll do our best to keep clear of the crops.

- But we're coming though. - "We"?

I thought you wanted to start something brand-new here, Favor.

Why should those cows concern you any more than they do us?

They won't concern me once they're safely through.

In the railhead stockyards?

I don't understand.

You know what kind of a woman I am, Favor.

You couldn't possibly expect me to back down

on a point as important as this.

No, I guess I couldn't, heh.

I even guess that's part of the reason why I like you so much.

Let me win this one.

Make me this one concession, I won't ask you again.

If I did, what would you think of me?

I'd be proud.

Sure of that?

- Well. - Now, wait a minute, Mr. Favor--

Don't you get the joke of it yet?

We'll just keep trying to cut each other down to size, die in the attempt.

And whoever cut the best would be the biggest loser.

Favor.

I'm gonna tell something I've never told any man before in my life.

I love you.

But I swear if you cross that wire I'll kill you.

Well, we can't wait any longer. Get ready to move them out.

Rowdy.

- Everything set? - Taking the herd through, Mr. Favor?

Straight through to the end of the line.

And everything's set.

Only one thing, I, uh, never did cut that bottom strand down there.

Oh, yeah.

It seemed those posts weren't any too stout.

Give me some cover, huh?

All right, everybody, keep them busy.

[GUNFIRE]

Stay down. It's too late now.

Hold it, hold your fire. Hold your fire!

They're coming through.

Now, I don't want to hear one hammer click till I've had my shot at Favor.

When he falls, you're on your own. Is that clear?

- Rose-- - Shut up, Gus.

All right, start them through!

[MEN YELLING]

[CLICKS]

Keep moving.

I wanted to kill you. Why couldn't I kill you?

Look, I'll be back this way in just a couple of months.

Oh, well, now, ain't that sweet?

What am I supposed to do? Get out the flags and lead a parade?

Don't you press your luck, mister.

Next time I'm gonna oil that trigger first.

If this is what love means, I don't want any part of it, not ever.

Hey, good-looking.

- Who, me? - Well, I sure didn't mean him.

Who does this land belong to?

Why do you want to know?

Well, I'm looking for a homestead, settle down,

find me a sassy wife.

Then you're in the wrong pew, buster.

This land is mine. Al least it will be as soon as I can get to town to claim it.

Now shove off!

Now, look, lady, if you and me are gonna be neighbors,

you're gonna have to mend your ways.

I said I was looking for a sassy woman,

- not a loudmouth. - You?

- Or am I out of line, mister? - Oh, don't look at me, um.

I'm just, uh, passing through.

Are you gonna let me go or do you want a good sock in the jaw?

[MAN LAUGHS]

MAN: Sassy and spirited.

Get them up!

Move them out!