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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)

- Evening, Mr. Favor. - Evening, Newton.

- How goes the reading? - Slow, Mr. Favor.

Very slow. Started learning late and it's hard to catch up.

Yeah. Huh.

[SIGHS]

- Rowdy ain't back yet? - No, sir, no sign of him.

He should have been back by yesterday.

Well, I hope he finds water.

Them steers have been living on their own sweat and that's a fact.

In my opinion, this sure ain't no country to be pushing cattle in.

When you come up with a fact about how to get around that country

instead of an opinion, then I will listen you to a fare-thee-well.

Wishbone, how's the water holding out?

We got one full barrel and one half empty.

Well, ah, squeeze it.

We're gonna need all the water we can.

We got a lot of desert to go through.

All right, Mushy, bring me an iron.

Tell him drink it while it's hot.

Mr. Wishbone fixed this for you. He says it's prime for your quinsy.

Ain't no liquor in it, Mr. Newton.

My body is a temple.

It ain't fit to contaminate a temple with hard liquor.

No, sir, it surely ain't.

What's in it?

Mr. Wishbone said there ain't nothing but pepper tea.

Pepper tea, huh?

You tell Mr. Wishbone I'm mighty grateful.

How far are you in that book, Mr. Newton?

As far as the begats.

There's a sight of begats to get through, Mushy.

A mortal sight of begats.

Well, did he take it?

After I told him there ain't no liquor in it.

[GRUNTS]

There's a man that's drunk enough whiskey to fill the Rio Grande.

And stole enough cattle to fill all of Texas.

When it come to just plain ordinary sinning and general hell-raising,

Jeb Newton's name belongs right at the top.

Now he's gone and got himself salvation.

And won't take a little potion for the sake of his body

for fear it will put a spot on his soul.

Tell you, boy, there's nothing worse or more unreasonable

than a retired sinner.

[OWL HOOTING]

It's a hooty owl.

Be quiet.

Something wrong, Mr. Wishbone?

Well, it ain't no real owl, Mr. Favor.

Douse that fire. Come on, Quince.

[IMITATES OWL HOOTING]

[FAVOR GRUNTS]

Take it easy.

[WOMAN PANTING]

Let's go.

Tsk, who are you?

Well, who are your people?

Well, Mr. Favor, those moccasins, they're Cheyenne, all right.

But, well, she don't look Cheyenne on to me.

- Could be a slave. - Well, I don't think so.

Well, you see, it's that paint.

They use that for ceremonial burnings

and there ain't a savage kicking who would paint a slave.

Heh, she's a witch, that's why they want to burn her.

Mr. Favor, get rid of her, turn around. She'll just bring evil on all of us.

Don't matter what she brings.

Leastways, not now. Look at that.

She's no more Indian than I am.

[MAN IMITATES OWL HOOTING]

There was an owl, lived in an oak

Whiskey, whaskey, wheedle

The only words he ever spoke were, "Fiddle, faddle, feedle”

A hunter chanced to pass that way Whiskey, whaskey, wheedle

And said, "I'll shoot you, stupid bird”

Fiddle, faddle, feedle

Ah, that's hot enough. Pour it in the basin and take it in there.

You can come on now.

- Now, you get out of there. - Oh, yes, sir.

All right.

Uh...

Here's soap to wash yourself.

Well, you just take your time and it'll come to you.

[HORSE APPROACHING]

I brushed off your dress as good as I could.

Where have you been? I've been looking for you since yesterday.

Scouting. You're the one who sent me.

All right.

I, uh, ran into a band of dog soldiers. Had to swing West.

- Any trouble? - No, no trouble.

I just wasn't looking for any, that's all.

Well, what did you find?

Oh, by end of the rainbow, good graze and water a few days north of here.

If keep that up, you know, I'm gonna give you a raise.

- What's that? - A raise--

Oh, you mean that?

Well, that's Wishbone's bathhouse for stray females, I guess.

Females?

White woman we come across last night.

Yeah, she's been delirious, still in a state of shock.

Seems like she escaped from the Cheyenne.

Okay. Coming out.

There was

an ow! lived in an oak

Whiskey, whaskey, wheedle

All the words he ever spoke

Were, "Fiddle, faddie...”

You mind telling me what that's all about?

Beats me. Been like that since we found her.

- Boss. FAVOR: Hmm?

Uh-uh.

Cheyenne. They the ones you saw?

- Yeah, looks like them. - They want to parley.

Tell them to come on in.

- What is it you want? - I am Running Horse.

- I am here for woman. - I heard about that Injun.

He's big timber.

Where is there a woman belonging to the Cheyenne?

That is woman.

Where are Running Horse's eyes?

Anyone can see that she is not of the Cheyenne nation.

- She belongs with us. - It is you who cannot see.

She is mitchi manitou.

Look in her eyes. She has witch's eyes.

Hmm, she has fooled you like she fooled us.

When we found her, we thought spirits protected her.

That was why we did not kill her then.

- Where did you find her? - That way.

Four days towards sun.

- Who was with her? RUNNING HORSE: She was alone.

We take her along with us. We give her food.

We keep her in our lodges.

Bad things happen. Buffalo went away.

People were hungry. Much sickness. People die.

Other things happen.

We hold council, talk much.

Say this woman witch must die. That law.

All right, I'll tell you what I'll do.

We'll take the woman with us.

We will take her far away from the Cheyenne.

Then she will not bother them anymore.

There is only one way

destroy the evil spirit that this woman brings among us.

She must die. Then evil in her will die also.

What if there is no evil spirit?

What if this mitchi manitou is only a sickness, easily cured?

No cure mitchi manitou, only death.

Give her to me.

She stays with us.

Then we will take her.

That Running Horse, he don't bluff none.

He said he's gonna take that woman, he'll take her,

even if he has to take us.

Well, that's his problem then.

The Army can settle it when we get to Bent Fort.

Wishbone, she'll ride with you.

The rest of you, get out to the herd and keep it tight.

And no shooting unless you absolutely have to.

Let's get rolling.

[MEN YELLING]

How many have you made out, Quince?

Uh, ten, maybe 12.

- And more coming. - Uh-oh.

Looks like half the Cheyenne nation will be visiting us before this is over.

How far ahead is that water, Rowdy?

- Well, we'll make it by tomorrow night. - Yeah, if them Cheyenne let us.

[MEN YELLING]

[CATTLE MOOING]

- Mr. Favor, FAVOR: Hmm?

I was just thinking, there are 25 men on this drive.

Twenty-five men.

Yeah, so?

Uh, I was wondering,

is one woman worth 25 men?

- You better get some sleep, Newton. - No, that ain't no answer.

I'll tell you straight. That witch is gonna cost us.

Witch? Look, Newton,

banshees, goblins and witches belong in fairy stories

or the ashes of some Salem cookout.

Now, the Cheyenne don't know no better,

but you do. Leastways you're supposed to.

It says right here in this book

that hell sends out its imps in many disguises

to bring about the damnation of man.

And as far as I'm concerned,

imps and witches are the same thing, servants of Lucifer.

All right, all right. Calm down.

Now, look, use what little good sense you've got.

Do you really think the devil is gonna be that concerned?

Is he gonna waste that much time on a cattle drive?

Drovers are known as good sinners all by themselves without any help.

And I swear, last time I looked around, I didn't see one little old halo.

Well, that's because they don't work on their salvation like I do.

[WHIMPERING]

Please, Mr. Favor, don't let them get me

till I finish the book and earn my salvation.

Now, you ain't gonna get your salvation

by bringing back the Dark Ages.

Now, get this straight.

That girl is not a witch, she is sick.

And she's gonna stay with us,

leastways until we can get her to a doctor.

Now, if you don't like that,

you can get on your horse and ride out of here.

Is that plain enough?

How far do you think I'd get by myself?

It ain't me that's gonna go.

No, sir. Not me.

[MEN YELLING AND WHISTLING]

How many you figure are out there now?

Uh, 20 that I can see.

That means there must be twice that many hidden in gophers holes.

- And there's 25 of us. - Worried?

Man's only got a certain number of years to live.

I don't feel like hurrying up the dying.

Everybody's gonna die sometime.

Seems to me you've had your share of years.

I can't afford to die. Not yet.

I got too much sinning to make up for, way too much.

What's wrong?

It was an accident, Jason.

You have to believe that.

You shouldn't have left me alone.

I was frightened.

I didn't mean to kill you. I couldn't hurt you.

You haven't hurt me.

Sure you're not just having a bad dream?

Dream.

That's what it is.

I was dreaming.

It was all a dream.

This isn't a dream.

It's now.

It's real.

Maybe you'd better get some sleep, don't you think?

No.

I never want to sleep again.

I'm awake now.

The dream is over and you're not dead at all.

You're right here. With me, Jason, where you belong.

It's Abbie, Jason.

Your Abbie.

Abbie, huh?

Where is Jason, Abbie?

Heh, right here with me, where he'll always be.

I'm not Jason.

For better or worse.

You mustn't go out.

Don't listen to the owl.

The owl?

It's only an owl, Jason.

Nothing but an owl.

You mustn't go out.

Not by the ten trees.

Please. Stay with me.

[OWL HOOTS]

[SCREAMS]

No, don't go. Don't go. I won't let you go.

WISHBONE: What's the matter? - Oh, not again.

Not again. It's starting all over again.

- See if you can do something for her. - I'll give her a dose of laudanum,

the best I can do. Al right, come along.

- No. - Everything will be all right.

You just come with Wishbone.

She woke me up and kept calling me Jason.

Said she had a dream that I was dead.

She told me her name was Abbie.

And mentioned that I shouldn't go out

when I heard an owl hoot, and something about ten trees.

It's that owl. It's what always seems to tip her off.

WISHBONE: Here, you go ahead and swallow this.

It will make you feel better.

Abbie?

- You are Abbie, aren't you? - No.

No. Abbie died with Jason.

They died together under the ten trees.

What about the owl?

How come you're so afraid of an owl?

There was an owl, lived in an oak

Whiskey, whaskey, wheedle

And all the words he ever spoke

Were, "Fiddle, faddle, feedle”

[IMITATES OWL HOOTING]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

You know, they got pickets out all around us.

Doggone there stepped on a couple before I got back.

- How far did you go? - Well, clear up their main camp.

There's 50 or 60 of them up there. And there's more coming in too.

Well, I sure hate to say it,

but I don't think we're gonna push that herd much further.

But we will push it.

Yeah, but it might be easier if we had a little help.

You know, I can get to Bent Fort and be back here by sundown tomorrow.

You could be in heaven by sundown tomorrow too.

Not with that dun horse of mine,

there ain't a Cheyenne pony around here that can out-run him.

Beside, Mr. Favor, it might be our only chance.

I'm afraid you got a point.

You'll have to be riding full out

when you hit those flats, get to the ridges.

After you hit the high ground, stay down in the draw till you get clear.

- I'll do it. - And, Jim.

No strain, Mr. Favor, I always did have a little greased pig in me.

Look for me night after next.

I might be wearing a blue coat for you, heh.

We're doing better than I expected. They're making it easy for us.

Yeah, much too easy though.

I'm afraid they know something we don't.

And whatever it is, it's all bad news for us.

[MEN SHOUTING AND WHISTLING]

Well, there's our answer.

They've been waiting for us.

Didn't even wanna risk hitting us out in the open, just doubled ahead,

picked their own spot where they could really nail us.

- Looks like the end of the line. - Yeah.

- I'll bed them down. - Right.

[SIGHS]

[ALL SHOUTING]

Hold up. Don't fire, it's Quince.

Oh, my God.

FAVOR: Ease him down. - Mushy,

put me a bedroll behind the wagon.

All right. Let him down easy.

Don't let that pole hurt him.

Let's get the pole out of him.

[PANTS]

Sorry, I guess I just ran out of grease, boss.

There's more than a hundred dog soldiers up there.

And Running Horse says to give him the woman by sun up

or by sundown tomorrow,

he says his dogs will be feeding on us.

All right, back on your stations.

You can't let us die for an Indian witch.

I ain't gonna die, no, sir, not yet.

I ain't gonna die.

- Mushy, hurry up with that hot water. MUSHY: Coming, Mr. Wishbone.

Now go get me that pot of axle grease. Best thing in the world for his back.

Right away.

NEWTON: He's gonna die, girl.

And you've done it.

His blood is on your head.

All of us, we're all going to die.

And for you. Is that what you want?

The souls of 25 men on your conscience?

Twenty-five men suffering the burning fires of perdition.

Turn the devil out. Burn Jezebel out of your heart.

It's the only way you can save yourself.

The only you can save all of us.

Now you do like I say.

You hear?

Do just like I say.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

If I didn't know better, I'd say those Cheyenne pulled out completely.

- You check the herd? - I checked with the nighthawks.

They haven't seen any signs.

WISHBONE: Mr. Favor.

- The girl, she's gone. - She's what?

I told her to sit quiet in the wagon while I fixed up Quince

and when I got back, she was gone.

Like the night had swallowed her up.

Señors, Señor Newton, he's gone.

And two horses were taken from the picket line.

Newton.

He said he wasn't ready to die yet.

You don't suppose he's taking that little girl back to those savages?

I'm afraid that's it. That's the reason the Cheyenne have pulled out.

They got what they come for.

[NEWTON SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Consumption and a burning ague shall consume the ages

and cause sorrow of the heart.

[GROANING]

Death is upon me. I don't see the light.

I look, but I don't see the light.

And nothing more to do it.

It's late and there is no salvation.

Newton, what happened?

They lanced me.

Hook them the woman, told them she was theirs to burn.

I thought they'd let me be and they lanced me.

Like I was a dog sick with her evil spirit, they lanced me.

I did it for you, Mr. Favor, for all of you.

- Don't you see? - Yeah.

I was only trying to get saved, and I misdoubt I'd done right

and that's the worst sin of all.

She won't feel much, it's the best thing for her.

You hear me, girl? It's the best thing.

Please, don't let it hurt.

It's the best thing.

It's the best thing.

It's...

Poor old man.

He never did get to them begets.

It's all over. Nothing more to be done.

We can go after the girl.

There is no chance.

Can't you realize that it'd take a whole regiment to bring her back?

- Look, I still say we can-- FAVOR: I say it's done, that's final.

Mushy, get a shovel, spade Newton in.

Wishbone, break camp, get ready to get rolling.

The rest of you, get out to the herd. We're moving out right now.

- Didn't you hear me? - Yeah, I heard you.

Hey Soos,

I may be gone for a little while.

Saddle up my horse.

- But you told us-- - Yeah, well,

there just might be an outside chance for one man.

That's no more idiotic than the whole bunch going,

it would be the same chances.

But, look, you make sure my orders stand whether I get back or not.

Comprende?

All right.

- What are you doing here? - Oh, nice day for a ride.

Me, I just had to get away from the smell of cooking for a while.

You see, uh, Quince and Scarlet got them all stretched out.

- They're running nice and easy. WISHBONE: Mr. Favor,

you know very well that I'm the one who can handle that girl,

- and Rowdy-- - What he's trying to tell you

is that we're gonna go along with you,

and there's not really too much you can do about it now.

Yeah, you can just make the best of it.

Uh, you coming?

[SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

[SINGING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

[DRUM BEATING AND MEN CHANTING]

Well, they haven't started yet.

They're dancing and hollering and celebrating.

My guess, it will be daylight before they start burning.

- What about the woman? - She's right in the middle of them.

I suppose when they get celebrating real good,

we might be able to sneak around--

FAVOR: Wait, Running Horse.

Wait.

Burn me first.

Look, it doesn't matter to you.

But I must die before the woman.

Don't you understand?

Don't you realize what will happen when you kill her?

The evil spirit will come out of her.

It will come out of her in the smoke of the burning fire.

And that smoke will fall on everyone around.

That smoke will fall on me and the evil spirit will get into me.

Please, Running Horse. Please.

You say many things.

Some things may be true, other things may be lies.

Can evil spirit be driven from woman by white man's medicine?

Well, I can try, Running Horse.

But the woman will have to be taken back to where the evil spirit took her,

where you found her.

I will take you there.

If you do not drive evil spirit from white woman,

there will be no more talk, only fire.

No more talk, only fire.

Just what do you hope to gain by all this?

Yeah, what happens when we reach this place?

Place of evil spirits or whatever it is.

I don't know, Rowdy.

I just don't know.

Those trees, there's ten of them.

Found there, sitting on rocks of dead.

You, till sun once more.

Then I send braves.

No doubt about it. This is the place.

Who is buried there, Abbie?

You mustn't go too far, Jason.

The owl, you mustn't go too far.

Mighty heavy caliber made that, at least a .50.

Rowdy, bring her along inside.

Yep, here it is.

- Sharps .50 caliber. - Hmm.

Hmm.

FAVOR: Rowdy, come here and look at this.

Holy.

Now I know why she kept calling me Jason.

"Abigail and Jason Bartlett, June 10th, 1865."

Look, Abbie,

you know these people, don't you?

Jason and Abigail.

Jason is dead.

But Abigail isn't, right?

[OWL HOOTING]

ABBIE: Shh.

Jason.

Who let the clock stop?

That clock should never stop. Wind it.

It mustn't strike.

That clock must never strike.

Why mustn't it strike, Abbie?

That's when the owl hoots and Jason comes.

Poor Jason.

A clock strikes, owl hoots, Jason comes.

A hunter chanced to pass this way, I said, "I'd shoot you--"

Boss, it makes sense.

Yeah.

That is what happened, isn't it, Abbie?

You were alone here.

It was night and you were scared

and Jason was out hunting, wasn't he?

Jason.

Yeah, he'd left you alone, you remember?

No.

Jason would never leave me alone. Not in the dark.

And then you heard the owl.

It was night.

And you heard the owl, didn't you?

Jason.

Then the clock struck.

That's it.

It's late at night, you're frightened.

Then you hear the owl, and then the clock strikes.

No!

Abbie, what happened?

Jason's gone.

It's dark, the clock kept striking and striking.

Then I heard the owl.

Owl.

[OWL HOOTING CONTINUES]

Do you hear it?

The owl?

FAVOR: Yes, Abbie, I hear it.

What does it mean?

Whiskey, whaskey, wheedle

A hunter chanced to pass this way

They're coming.

It's dark, and Jason's gone, and they're coming.

The rifle. Where's the rifle?

[GUNSHOT]

Jason?

Jason.

Jason.

Jason.

Jason.

Please, forgive me, I'm sorry.

Abbie. Abbie, it's all right now.

[SOBBING] I killed him. I killed him.

Just put it out of your mind. It's all over.

- Who are you? - Friends.

We just happened by, Mrs. Bartlett.

I remember.

It happened and I started this and...

I can't remember.

You've been a little sick.

What did happen?

There was a report of Indians.

Jason was afraid they'd run off the stock.

So he went out to gather the cattle and hide them.

He didn't come home and I got frightened.

I hadn't been out here very long.

I guess I started hearing things.

But I thought they were real.

Then I think I fell asleep.

I woke up.

The cabin was dark.

The clock was striking.

Then I heard an owl. I remembered Jason telling me about Indian signals.

I got the rifle, then I heard steps.

I remember firing the gun.

Then I saw who it was, stood there.

His eyes looking so surprised.

And I started to scream his name and I tried--

[WHIMPERING]

But it wasn't any use.

I loved my husband very much

and I wanted to die with him right then.

Maybe that's just sort of what you did, Mrs. Bartlett.

You died for a little while.

Rowdy, you might as well go get those Cheyenne.

Tell them there's nothing to be afraid of now.

That evil spirit, it's buried.

Right.

Wishbone will see you into Bent Fort.

The Army will provide transport to your home.

Thank you for everything.

Goodbye, Mr. Favor.

Mrs. Bartlett.

I'm grateful to all of you.

She didn't even remember me.

She forgot a lot of things, maybe that's just as well.

Head them up!

Move them out!