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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'll say.

My left elbow's been aching all morning.

Something in the wind, I can feel it.

It's ducks. Look at them.

[HONKING]

Those aren't ducks, Mushy. They're geese.

Can't be geese. They don't get together this time of the year.

Well, they're geese. Can't you hear them honking?

Look at them swarm.

That ain't normal. Look like they're running from something.

Uh-oh, it's a twister.

Mr. Favor!

It's bearing right down on us.

That hits the herd bunched up, we've had it. Scatter them.

Pass the word.

ALL: Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

[ALL SHOUTING]

You heard him, get under cover.

We're just trying to save the pots and pans.

This whole wagon's on its way to Little Rock.

If you want to take a trip with it, stay here.

[GUNSHOTS]

FAVOR: Now keep running. Get under cover!

Get under cover!

Dig in low!

Lie as flat as you can. Biggest danger's the flying stuff.

- Get back down. - My cap.

You want to lose your head too?

- Anybody hurt? - Not yet.

But I ate so much dust I'm due for a bellyache.

Good thing you scattered them. Storm would have ripped through the middle.

Could be a week gathering them up.

We can tally up our losses then.

You know what's got to be done. Find yourselves a horse. Get to it.

- Well, what are you doing now? - I'm looking for my hat.

Well, it's on the way to Kansas.

Come on and help me or you'll be looking for a job.

Well, you know, I think Mr. Favor ought to settle

for what we rounded up and get this herd moving.

Well, we're still a hundred short though.

With that 40 dead, that's kind of a stiff loss.

Yeah, but we've been after it for three days now

and time's going to start costing him nothing but money.

[COWS MOOING]

Well, that's our brand, all right.

I guess the ride wasn't a total loss after all.

KID 1: Hey, mister?

Would you give me a lift down?

- What do you think, Jim? - He sure ain't no squirrel.

- What are you doing up there, boy? - The cows chased me.

The cows chased you, huh? All right. Come on.

KID 2: Hey, mister?

What about me?

It's your turn, Jim.

Come on.

- The cows are sure mean. - Well, we're a lot meaner.

- You'll be all right now. KID 3: Hey!

Can I come down too?

Oh, boy.

Yeah.

Any more around here like you?

Sure, over there.

What is this? Some sort of an old-timey tree-climbing convention?

Oh, no. We live there.

Mr. Smithers told us to watch the cows.

He sent Johnny and Pedro out to see if there's any more.

Oh, well, that's real nice of Mr. Smithers.

We just came to get the cows.

Well, if you want to buy them, you'll have to talk to Mr. Smithers.

I don't know what he sold the others for.

Sold the others?

You mean, he's been selling his beef here?

- You never seen nothing like it. - Ever since that tornado

they've been coming out of the hills from every which direction.

Ugh, oh, boy.

Well, ahem, do you want to flip to see who goes back?

Oh, no. You're the ramrod. That's your job.

You go get him.

Me, no, I'll just stay here at the house and keep an eye on these little fellers.

[CHILDREN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Oh, be careful, now. Stay away from the wheels.

Whoa! Heh.

I got a surprise for you. Wait a minute.

All right, now, you take these inside, there's something for every one of you.

KID 1: Yay! - Be nimble, be quick!

Here you are. There you are, Pedro. Here, Danny. Here we are.

- Mr. Smithers, can I have one? - You can have one, of course.

- There you are. - Can I have one, Mr. Smithers?

Heh, two of them for you.

Oh, boy. It's just wonderful. I got some paint for the barn,

I got a new stool for the kitchen, and, uh, has any cows wandered by?

- Twelve at least. - Twelve?

Oh, these gentlemen want to talk to you about them.

Oh, splendid. Splendid.

Good afternoon, gentlemen. Edgar Allan Smithers, at your service.

Gil Favor, Rowdy Yates, Jim Quince.

Oh, cattlemen, I can see.

Oh, I admire you.

It must be a very challenging life, rounding up all those wild cows

and driving them clean across the continent.

They all ain't exactly wild, Mr. Smithers.

Now, your daughter Betsy was telling me--

No, no, no. No, not my daughter, my niece.

As for the others, I'm afraid I can't identify their antecedents.

- They're orphans. - This is an orphanage, huh?

Well, I'm afraid it doesn't look like much

but as I always say, it's what's inside that counts.

Oh, I must admit that the hand of providence

does man the helm of our ship of life sometimes, heh.

GIRL: Mr. Smithers.

It fits. It fits me perfect.

Perfectly.

Now, you go inside, there's some more packages for you.

As I was saying,

providence.

The Lord moves in mysterious ways.

- Now, take that tornado last week-- - We took it all right.

Oh, why, well, I know it must have brought havoc for some.

But to those whose ship was foundering on the pinnacle of privation,

well, indeed, sir, it was truly a blessing.

Sort of like cows from heaven, huh?

SMITHERS: That's a fitting way of putting it.

A very fitting way, indeed.

You know, this is just like Christmas to those children.

A Christmas that's long overdue.

And all because of money derived from the sale of a few stray cows.

BOY: Mr. Smithers.

Look, they don't fit.

Oh, excuse me.

Well, now, maybe we can have Betsy let them down a little bit

or we can cut them off right at the knees.

Knee pants are for girls.

SMITHERS: Aw, oh.

Well, now, Kevin, you have two alternatives,

- either we'll let your hair grow, - Heh.

Or you can run inside and change your pants

because we can have them exchanged, heh.

Besides from the presents,

I had enough money left over to buy some furniture, chairs and beds.

Three hundred dollars can go a long, long way.

- Three hundred dollars? - Three hundred dollars?

That's what you sold the beef for?

Yes, indeed.

Mr. Randolph wanted to pay $2 a head,

but, uh, I stuck to 3, and by sheer tenacity, I got it.

Sheer tenacity.

Oh, you drive a hard bargain.

Exactly who is this Mr. Randolph?

Oh, he runs the bank in Cedar Springs.

Oh, now look, if you intend to do business with him, be very careful.

He is a wily one.

Oh, I sort of gathered that already.

Tell me, uh, did he ask for a bill of sale or papers of ownership?

Oh, well, I signed a lot of papers.

Transferals and the like. Routine, I guess, for business.

- Heh. - Well, we better catch up to this fellow

before he sells them to somebody else, huh?

Well, don't let him hike the price beyond 5.

You know what he paid for them.

Thanks a lot for telling us. You've been a real big help.

Oh, uh, and incidentally, those, uh-- The cows over here in the meadow,

uh, would you like to buy them? I was gonna keep a few around

but they're a little too rambunctious for the children.

Yeah, look, how about, uh, 30 dollars, does that sound fair?

Oh, that is more than fair. That is very generous.

- Oh, gee, thank you very much. - Think nothing of it.

You want me to sign a receipt or anything?

- Who needs ownership papers? - Uh-huh.

Mr. Smithers,

come and look at Mary.

- She's just beautiful. SMITHERS: Oh, coming, coming.

Uh, thank you very much, gentlemen. Nice doing business with you.

Well, a pleasure, Mr. Favor. Mr. Yates.

And Mr. Andrews. Good afternoon, sheriff.

This must be important business.

Mr. Randolph, I understand you bought a hundred head of cattle

- from Mr. Edgar Smithers. - I surely did.

- And a profitable transaction. - But illegal.

That's right. Those cattle belong to me. Here's my duly registered trail brand.

Ownership papers, brand registration papers.

The brand's pretty commonly known, Mr. Randolph.

Mr. Smithers assured me that those cattle were strays.

- That they belonged to him. - I'm sure Mr. Smithers believed that.

He don't know the front of the steer from the back.

FAVOR: But you, as a dealer in cattle,

I'm certain that you would question his title to branded steers.

Well, I, uh, never even inspected that beef, gentlemen.

I, uh-- I found Mr. Smithers

to be about as honorable a man as I've ever dealt with.

I give him credit here to feed those children.

Well, when he said he had that cattle, I, uh, bought them sight unseen.

That's too bad. You'll just have to work out some means

of recouping your 300 dollars from him.

- Where have you got them corralled? - Corralled? Heh.

I sold them on the day of purchase.

Matter of fact, I, uh, have the papers right here.

They're all properly drawn and executed by Mr. Smithers.

- You drew these papers up yourself? - Well, naturally.

I wasn't about to buy something I couldn't sell legally.

Certainly not stolen property.

Well, who'd you sell the steers to?

Well, I, uh--

I'm afraid that that is my, uh, personal business, sir.

Don't matter.

These are good enough for any legitimate dealer.

[SIGHS]

Mr. Smithers, the Good Samaritan, heh.

Naive, yes, but...

Uh, how much of a loss will this represent, Mr. Favor?

Well, who says we're taking a loss yet?

Well, the only recourse you have is with Mr. Smithers,

and that, heh, poor, bumbling fellow is penniless.

Of course, I suppose, you could thrown him in jail but...

But the kids.

There's still the Cattlemen's Association.

If you think those scraps are going to protect you--

Rowdy, Rowdy, Rowdy, no need for that.

This gentleman here has obviously acted in good faith, huh?

It's just a matter of being taken in by a tornado

and a fool what believes in Santa Claus.

Yeah, well, you can't blame me for being a little upset, Mr. Randolph,

that beef would have brought me $4000 in Denver.

Oh, tsk, tsk, that is a heavy loss, Mr. Favor.

FAVOR: Oh, well, law of averages, I guess. You can't win them all.

Oh, by the way, uh, how much did you make on the transaction?

Oh, I made, uh, 2700, clear.

Well, whoever bought them sure knew what he was up to, heh.

Yes, well, I suppose there's no harm in my telling you,

it happens to be a very respectable broker, name of Frank Travis.

Travis, yeah, good man.

[SIGHS]

I'm sorry that it had to be at your expense, Mr. Favor.

Never fear. I'll just take it out on someone else next time.

You aren't gonna let him get away with this, are you?

Look, you can stay here and sue Smithers, if you want to.

Me, I got a herd to take care of. Good day.

Oh, uh, Mr. Yates, I really think it would be fruitless

to pursue this matter any further with Mr. Smithers. After all...

I know. The orphans.

FRANK: Gil Favor.

[CHUCKLING] You old sidewinder, you.

So you finally did it, huh, Frank? You finally turned to rustling.

Oh, I only came along with the sheriff

because I was so tickled to find out that you, heh, finally got taken.

Thanks for picking him up, sheriff.

Rowdy, biggest thief in Texas, Frank Travis.

Look here, Gil, I knew that was your beef,

but, uh, I figured you sold it for trail cash.

Not my beef, Frank, owner's beef.

And they expect to get cash for it. Four thousand dollars' worth of cash.

You got a little problem. Well, here's my picture:

I bought about 700 to 800 head, at about 30 dollars,

and I'm moving them up to the mining country

to pick up 35 to 37 a head.

But I could go bust just as easy,

so I'll give you your beef back to you for what I paid for them.

Hmm, that's fine. Only where do we get $3000?

From the man what stole it, I hope.

Sheriff, do you agree that Randolph knew exactly what he was doing?

No doubt about it. I could go on and say

that he's taken every man in the country at one time or another.

The trouble is, he's got a whole satchel full of papers to hide behind.

Well, if you wouldn't mind looking the other way for a little bit,

I might be able to feed him some of his own medicine.

Well, if I'm gonna be blind in one eye, I sure don't want to hear the details.

That's what I like, a lawman with a real feel for justice.

- When you pulling out, Frank? - Tomorrow morning.

Oh, too soon. Too soon.

Can you give me four, five days?

Hmm...

Forty-eight hours, that's the outside.

- I don't get it. - You're not expected to get it.

All you got to do is deliver this to bank and do like you was told to.

Oh.

[ROWDY CLEARS THROAT]

Well, that's a sizable draft.

As for provisions, we're moving out.

Mr. Yates, I, uh...

I couldn't help but, uh, sense your animosity this afternoon.

I want you to know that I'm only a businessman.

Yeah. Well, it, uh...

It wasn't the cattle we lost to Smithers that hurt so much,

it's the other 200 head.

Tornadoes, tsk.

Three hundred altogether?

Oh, my, that's a tremendous beating for you to be taking.

Yeah, well, that's what I told Mr. Favor, but he's the boss and gives the orders.

So we just write it off, heh.

Do you have any idea where those strays wandered off to?

Well, if we did, we'd be out rounding them up.

I suppose that storm dropped them about 50 counties west of here.

Well...

Ugh, no. No, no.

Lightning could never strike twice in the same place.

Still...

Clarence, uh, the next time you see Mr. Smithers,

would you tell him that I'm still in the market for stray cows?

Heh, you never can tell,

with him it could happen.

Now, you don't mean to tell me

those little varmints didn't even know they were stealing.

No, Wish, they just looked at it like it was

well, finders, keepers, you know, and so did this Smithers.

Well, a man like that I can understand, but not a kid.

No, sir, every one of them is a born rustler

and mighty few of them ever outgrow it.

Most of the kids I've ever known ought to be froze stiff, time they could walk,

and thawed out with caution after 20.

[HOOFBEATS APPROACHING]

All right, Rowdy, take everybody here and go out and cut out 200 head.

I want them ready to move at first light.

- All right. Come on, everybody. - Let's go.

Wishbone.

I got a special job for you and Mushy.

You come to the right man, Mr. Favor.

Any time you want anything done right, you just ask...

Me. Of all the big-mouthed, gravel-headed nitwits,

why didn't you stop me?

Or better yet, why didn't I save my money?

That way, I could've bought back those cows,

and we wouldn't have to be here.

[CHILDREN CHATTERING AND LAUGHING]

Talk about tornadoes.

Time this one's over, you'll wish that one last week had carried you off.

Hey, that's my shirt!

Keep your gun handy.

Evening. Could I help you?

Evening, miss. We'd like to see Mr. Smithers.

Come on in. I'll get him.

Look, there's my hat.

Later, you idiot.

Now, you stay here, I'm gonna do the talking.

Evening.

[DOOR OPENS]

I'm sorry to keep you gentlemen waiting. Oh, it's bath time.

My name is George W. Haggerty,

and this is my friend, H. Mushgrove Watson.

A pleasure.

Uh, my, what a handsome group of children.

[CHUCKLES]

Tell Uncle George, what's your name?

You put me down, you billy goat.

Billy goat?

That is a nasty way to treat our guest, treating him in such a cavalier manner.

Now, you-- Everybody into bed, get ready for your bath.

Be nimble.

Otherwise I'll have to, uh,

take drastic measures.

I must proffer my apologies, Mr. Haggerty.

Not at all, Mr. Smithers.

Children will be children, heh, Lord love them.

As a matter of fact, that's one reason we came here.

We heard you run an orphanage

and thought maybe you could use some help.

Well, a man in my position could use help but...

You see, Mushgrove and I was both raised in foundling homes.

SMITHERS: Oh, my, really? - Yeah.

[CHILDREN CHATTERING] Oh, that's music to my ears, heh.

Don't that take you back?

Oh, it sure does, Mr. Haggerty.

Well, I, uh... I could use the help but I'm afraid I couldn't afford...

Mr. Smithers, you're looking at two road-weary, lonesome travelers

just looking for a place like home we can hang our hats for a spell.

We'd even work for our keep.

Oh, I couldn't ask you gentlemen to do that, heh.

Mr. Smithers, we're asking you.

Why, Mushgrove and me, we cook, do laundry,

and well, we certainly do love children.

Well, my goodness, they're certainly lively tonight, aren't they?

And it isn't as if we didn't have experience.

Why, there just isn't anything we can't do for kids.

- I could use the help. - Then it's all settled.

Settled it is. You can bunk in the back and...

Well, here, you might just as well start on their baths.

And if you don't mind, I have quite a little sewing to do.

This saves a lot of...

You know, it's a blessing is what it is, heh.

[WISHBONE GRUNTS]

The man said bath, and you're gonna get a bath.

You and that bean shooter. Now, take off those clothes.

- You make me. - What?

Get away from that door in there!

"And the Black Knight thrust his faithful sword into the dragon's heart.

Mortally stricken, the fierce giant fell, roaring his fury

and breathing the flames of inferno into the heavens.

Then he was dead.

One last mighty bellow and the terrible dragon was no more.

The Black Knight put the princess on his horse,

and they drove away into the setting sun to live happily ever after."

[CHUCKLES]

Yes, sir, I missed my calling.

Sire Wishbone, the Black Knight of Texas.

Bedtime stories.

I think you read them very well.

It usually takes me all of the Black Knight

and all of Mother Goose to get them this quiet.

It must be that I can bore them quicker.

[SMITHERS CHUCKLES]

Seems to be the best part of the day.

It's like being in a room with a host of angels.

Some with dirty faces, I must admit.

You don't mind my asking, Mr. Smithers,

how'd you get saddled with all these little, heh, angels?

Saddled?

Well, I guess it did seem like that in the beginning.

I was a librarian.

For 20 years, I lived behind two stories of thick Philadelphia stone,

in a world where my only friends existed

between worn leather bindings and dusty squares of parchment.

Chaucer, Keats, Tennyson, all fine men, all loyal to a T,

but hardly the proper association to prepare me for a career as a rancher.

But my brother died, and left me this place

complete with little Betsy.

And I had no other choice.

So it was westward ho.

Just when I was beginning to figure out which end of a plow was which,

Betsy found Johnny and Susy down by the river.

Their folks were drowned in the storm.

Seemed to be no other place for them.

So...

You know, and word got around and before I knew it,

Pedro and Rob and Danny,

they showed up in the barn hiding under the hay.

You know, Mr. Haggerty, at that moment I decided

I was gonna go back to my stone and parchment world,

no matter how make-believe it was,

but then one day I heard them talking,

and I knew then that this was where I belonged.

What do you mean, you heard them talking?

Oh, well, it was out by the barn.

Johnny asked Danny if he knew who God was,

and Danny said, "Mr. Smithers."

Well, all the children laughed

and Johnny says, "How do you know that?"

And Danny says, "Mr. Smithers always says,

'With God I retire,

and with God I get up,

and as Mr. Smithers goes to bed with me

and gets up with me,

then Mr. Smithers must be God."

Well, I corrected his innocent blasphemy, heh,

but if I can give them that, Mr. Haggerty,

think what they can give to me.

Good night.

Mr. Haggerty, I'm sorry I called you a billy goat.

I like whiskers.

Here's some more, Mr. Wishbone.

It's after 9:00.

Mr. Favor will have the herd up there by now.

We ought to get going.

Well, Mr. Smithers, he won't let them go cow hunting until class is over.

- Why ain't you in class, Mike? - Got expelled.

I have to study all by myself in the barn.

- Where did you get that hat? - Danny found it.

He's letting me wear it.

You think the owner might want it back?

Tough. He lent to me.

[CHUCKLES]

Do you mind if I try it on?

Yeah, but don't crush it.

- It fits perfect. - Huh.

Here.

Get to work and hang up these clothes.

Give me back my hat.

Do you mind if I wear it while we hang up the clothes?

You ought to be ashamed of yourself. Taking hats away from kids.

- You're mean. - What--? Why you--

I got your hat back for you, didn't I?

Yeah, but you didn't have to holler at my friend.

- I'll help you, Mushgrove. - Thank you.

[BELL RINGING]

SMITHERS: Recess. CHILDREN: Yay!

Recess.

Come on, Mr. Smithers. Let's go hunt for cows.

Yeah!

No, no, no, not at this time.

And don't be bothering our friends over there while they're doing their chores.

Now, look, we still have arithmetic, but I'll tell you what,

we'll go hiking for lunch and we'll make a picnic out of it.

- Yeah! - Play with the bean bag, go ahead.

KID 1: Yeah, come on.

KID 2: Come on, here!

Children.

Look there.

A blue bunting.

CHILDREN: Oh.

The first this year.

Come on, let's go on over the hill. I'm sure this is cow country.

Oh, we've got all afternoon. What do you say we picnic first?

Yeah!

Listen, listen. I'm sure I heard a steer bawl. Come on.

There we go.

- Hey, lookit here. - Yeah, cows.

I told you I had a nose for cattle.

Jiminy, there's hundreds of them.

WISHBONE: Stay right here. Don't go out there.

Never in my born days. Never.

Hell you what, let's all make a guess as to how many there are

and the one who comes the closest gets an extra piece of cake.

- Ten hundred. - Two thousand.

Twenty-five hundred.

Mr. Smithers, maybe you better go on into the bank

and tell that fella you got another windfall.

Hey, you two get back here. Those cows can be dangerous.

Now, you pay attention to what Mr. Haggerty tells you.

You know, it's a lucky thing Mr. Haggerty came along when he did

because I never would've thought of looking in this direction.

- Well, let's all have lunch. - I'm gonna buy a doll.

BOY: I'm gonna buy a horse. I'm big enough.

Mr. Smithers, this is no time for a picnic.

Must be 200, maybe more.

If that bank closes, you might lose this herd over the weekend.

- Yeah, a storm or a stampede maybe. - More likely rustlers.

Ah, now you're talking.

Maybe you're right. There doesn't seem to be much time.

Tell you what, we'll have our picnic on the way into town.

What do you say? All right? Put it in there and let's go.

All right now, give me that, let's go. All right.

All right, children, let's go now.

Be careful of the wheels getting off.

All right, now.

Come on. Here we go.

Here we go.

Now, give me your hand, all right, everybody into the bank now.

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

- Hello, Mr. Randolph. - You'll never guess what.

- You never saw so many. - I never saw so many what?

[IN UNISON] Cows!

We found 200 more.

- Closer to a million. - They're even fatter than the others.

Uh, they must have straggled in overnight.

As you said, sir, lightning can strike more than once in the same place.

Oh, yes, quite. Quite, quite.

Two-- Two hundred, did you say?

Well, approximately, we didn't take time for an accurate count.

Oh, well, that's perfectly all right.

Your word is good as gold with me, Mr. Smithers.

Look, why don't you sit down, I mean, take a deep breath and relax.

I'll be back in a moment.

- Oh, no rush. - Mr. Randolph.

Clarence, see that Mr. Smithers

makes himself perfectly at home, will you?

At home.

[ALL CHUCKLE]

Well, uh, why don't we play games, hmm?

- Yeah! - All right.

What about hide-and-go-seek?

- In the bank vault. - Where you keep money.

- Yeah! - Hey. Hey, wait. Now, wait.

- Down. Down. Get down. - Put that down.

Well, I'm glad I found you, Mr. Travis.

- Drink? - Thank you, no.

I, ahem, just wanted to verify that you're still in the market.

You see, there's a slight possibility

that I might be able to get hold of, uh, 200 head.

I'm still in the market.

But you'll have to make whatever deal you got by this evening,

- because I'm pushing out at dawn. - Oh, I can do that.

- Uh, the price is still the same? - Thirty a head.

Two hundred, let's see, that would bring me, uh, 6000 dollars, right?

Well, if you don't find me here, I'll be at the hotel.

Oh, that's fine. Fine.

Good, Mr. Randolph.

Then it's a deal, Mr. Smithers. Three dollars a head.

Did I hear you say three dollars a head?

You did. Not that it's any of your business.

Oh, this is Mr. Haggerty, our new cook.

And the first one to see those cows, so it makes it my business.

And as an ex-foundling myself, I'm concerned for these orphans.

So let's start by agreeing that three dollars a head

won't even buy the flies off those cow's hides.

Very well. I'm a charitable man myself.

Name a figure.

Well, at the railhead--

This is not a railhead. I'll go five.

Mister, I'd carry them there piggyback

before I'd let them go for money like that.

Fifteen a head is more like it.

Fifteen for each one?

WISHBONE: Greenback dollars.

Now, I may be just a hash-slinger,

but I know a little bit of something about cattle.

Three thousand dollars?

What--? That's utterly preposterous.

Mr. Haggerty, that does seem to go beyond reason.

Let him go. There's plenty of cattle buyers.

You can usually find them hanging around saloons after hours.

Now--

Now, Mr. Smithers,

you and I have both dealt fairly with each other up until now.

Why don't we just agree on a sensible price? Say, uh, 10.

- Ten? RANDOLPH: Yes.

But I must close the deal tonight.

Because, uh, if I don't close the deal I will only lose a deal.

But you and those dear children will suffer grievously.

Well, uh, Mr. Haggerty, I don't see how I could spend more than 500.

Three thousand.

Well, I can see we're not gonna get anywhere this way.

I'll just saddle up and ride into town.

Who knows? I might even make a better deal.

No. Uh, no.

No need for that.

I've come this far, I might as well go all the way.

All right,

3000.

Three thousand?

Yes, but don't you come to me with any more of your stray cows.

Well, I, uh, feel a little badly about this money too, Calvin.

It, uh,

does seem to be a little extra providence.

Twenty-nine,

953, 3000.

Ah, and on those papers you can just put in my name, George Haggerty.

See, I'm the one that found them.

I'll just sign with my customary "X".

Get them moving!

[ALL CHATTERING]

BOY: Hey, where's my--? Do I get a horse?

Where's my buggy and horse?

Hey! Rustlers.

Mr. Randolph, they're running off with your cattle.

Well, hurry up. Get your horses.

Well, hold on now. It's your cattle. They must be your rustlers.

Why, you...

- I'll get the shotgun. - I'll help you.

BOY 2: I'll get my slingshot. - No, no.

All of you get back there.

You're not going anywhere. They might not even be rustlers.

Maybe they're just men, and figure they found some cows.

Oh, well, that's probably what it is, of course.

Well, Mr. Randolph can handle it.

How much did we make this time, Mr. Smithers?

Six hundred?

Well, Mr. Haggerty raised the price to, uh, $3000.

- Three thousand? - Golly, that's more than a million.

Uncle George did it.

Children, I hate to throw cold water,

but this is a heap of money for us to come by with just luck, you know.

What do you mean?

What he means, Johnny, is that anything so valuable

is not so easily come by.

And those cows over there are worth a lot more

than any of us has ever imagined.

And it's not likely that such gold on the hoof so to speak

would be left around for us to grab in a selfish world.

What he means is, we think those cows belonged to somebody

and they lost them,

and, well, it just isn't right for us to get rich at their expense.

Mr. Smithers, I think I can round up the fellows that belong to this money.

Children?

We think he should.

All right, I'll go get my horses.

Mushy, you go on in there and get our things.

I don't understand you, Mr. Randolph.

- They're wearing my brand. - Well, what different does that make?

He said that you were moving out, abandoning them.

Oh, well, what my poor simple ramrod thinks I'm going to do,

and what I finally decide to do are two entirely different things.

Mr. Favor's men spotted them over here.

I volunteered to help drive them back.

Yes, well, I'm afraid you found them a little too late

because it so happens that I just purchased them legally

from a man who certified that he was the legal owner.

[GRUNTS]

Don't see how that could be. I've seen Mr. Favor's papers.

- Who's "X"? - What? George Haggerty.

I wrote it there in the first sentence,

"I, George Haggerty, do hereby warrant--"

I see. You wrote that thing yourself.

Well, I...

But he couldn't read or write.

This is about as binding as a rotten rubber band, Mr. Randolph.

- I think you just better forget it. - You better come with me, sheriff.

I'm beginning to think I'm going to need you.

Mushgrove.

Mushgrove.

Mushgrove.

Oh, hello, Mike, have you seen Mushgrove?

- I was just going to look for him. - Well, so am I.

- Come on, let's go find him. - Uncle George?

What?

Are you and Mushgrove coming back?

Oh, well, I--

Well, yeah. Next time we're around these parts we'll sure come back.

- I'd like that. - So would I.

I was just gonna give Mushgrove this hat.

I traded Danny my lizard for it.

And besides, it fits Mushgrove better than me.

It sure does. You know, that's mighty nice of you.

Come on, let's go find him and give it to him.

Well, I guess we're all ready. Bye, Mr. Smithers.

- All of you. CHILDREN: Bye.

Mr. Haggerty, I was knitting this for Mr. Smithers

but he's got three of them and I decided to let you have it.

Isn't that nice?

Why, it's a scarf.

Just what I've always needed and a red one too.

I hope you find out who the money belongs to, Mr. Haggerty.

Well, I will, Robbie.

Well, I already found one thing,

I found out the world isn't full of little rustlers.

- Goodbye, Uncle George. - Bye.

Now, all of you stand back there.

- Out of the way. - Get away from the horse. That's it.

Smithers, I want to see George Haggerty.

Well, you just missed him. My goodness,

you look very pale, Mr. Randolph, come on in and sit down.

What do you mean, I just missed him?

Well, I think he, uh, went to look for the rightful owner of the money.

Did you hear that? He's making a getaway. Go after him!

Slow down. Now what'd he look like?

Well, don't sit there asking stupid questions.

He was bald-headed and runty and he had whiskers.

- Now, go find him. - Whiskers, huh? Runty?

Oh, that sounds like "Stumpy George" Hoggarth.

Yup, he goes by Haggerty, Hoggarth, Hogan.

He has to stick to "H's" because he's got his initials tattooed.

I am not interested in the details. Go find him!

Um, I'll have to round up a posse. Stumpy George is a lot of man.

Go after him. Go after him!

[WHIMPERS] Posse. He'll never find him.

Do you realize that you cost me $3000?

Well, that makes it just about even, doesn't it?

Isn't that what you made on that other transaction?

I made 2700. I had to give him 300.

And if you want to know what I think, Smithers,

I think those have all been the same cattle.

And if he doesn't find Hoggarth, or Haggerty or whatever his name is,

you are going to owe me $300.

Well, uh, I'll pay whatever I'm obliged to, Mr. Randolph.

Uh-uh, oh, Mr. Smithers didn't make the second deal with you.

He made the first

and that one you sewed up nice and tight and legal.

So if anybody's got a claim against Mr. Smithers, it's me.

And by me, I just want to thank you for gathering up my cattle.

ROWDY: I think you got off real cheap, Mr. Randolph.

I mean, some folks would have to pay a thousand dollars or more

for that kind of education.

True. True.

Gee, they were the nicest men.

Oh, I can't believe that about Mr. Haggerty and Mushgrove.

What do you mean, you can't believe--? You--

After what they did-- And you--

Oh, what's the use?

Come on, Mr. Smithers, let's play a game.

- Yeah. - All right.

- Who can get the bean bag? - Twill.

You. All right, let's go.

Head them up.

Move them out.