Original subtitles

♪ 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)

Oh, you are, without a doubt, the lowest.

He really is.

I mean, you, woman. Leastways you could've brung me my boots.

Yeah, she is low.

[GOLDIE CHUCKLES]

Yeah, you wait till the cattle buyers get here.

I'll have bail up in a minute, and when I do...

There are no cattle buyers, Favor.

No cattle buyers?

No cattle buyers.

On top of that, I have a message for you from your ramrod.

- Message? What's the message? - "Help."

"Help"?

Yes. Unfortunately, he's a prisoner in my stockade waiting to be sentenced.

He'll probably get about 30 days hard labor on the railroad.

He started a fight, Favor.

He's upset because his men had to go to work so soon

after signing their work contracts.

Signing their work contra--?

You...

Sign work contracts-- You rotten-- You, slimy, dirty--

Temper, Favor.

It's a good cause, you know.

My herd, the supplies, the other men?

Right where you left them, for the moment.

But don't worry about them. I'll take care of them too.

Take care, huh?

All right, what is it?

- What do you want from me, Damon? - Everything.

I need your men to work for me.

I need your ramrod to keep your men happy.

I need your cook to feed them.

That means I need your cook's helper and your chuck wagon.

Got a lot of beef out there too, I'll need that.

Just in case your chuck wagon's low on chow.

Is that all? Are you sure you ain't forgotten nothing?

Just you, Favor. I need you.

None of it works properly unless you are there.

Your mind and your heart and your soul committed unequivocally

to the grand task I've laid out for all of us.

I need you, Favor.

And what's more?

I'm gonna get you.

Oh, you're... Oh, you won't get me, all right, Damon.

You're gonna get me stomping up and down your backbone

until your ribs pop out in your face.

You're gonna get me tearing out your greasy, dirty little heart

and feeding it to you bit by bit

until your stomach begins to squirm so bad, it's gonna turn you inside out!

Oh, I wouldn't get too close if I were you, Mr. Damon.

They're still awful mad.

- But are they working fit? - Oh, they are, yes.

We laid almost a hundred yards since sunup.

Think how much better they'd work if they was happy.

- Aye, indeed, yes. - Well, that's the next move.

Be careful now, Mr. Damon. Be careful.

Well, don't stop on my account, men.

Oh, aren't you the funny one?

Well...

I guess a minute or two break is called for.

Gather around here, men. Gather around.

Now, I know how you all feel about me.

You're pretty sore at me, ain't you?

MAN 1: You bet. MAN 2: Yeah.

Well, you don't know how lucky you are.

[MEN SCOFF]

That's right.

The day is gonna come, and it's not far off,

when you're gonna say to me, "Thank you.

Thank you, Mr. Damon, for getting me out of the saddle and the dust

and the sleepless nights and the uncertainty,

and into a future. A career."

[MEN GRUMBLING AND MURMURING]

There's a new world out there, men.

The world is changing, there's new horizons.

You be ready for it.

Damon, you just wait till my men hear

you got me on a phony trumped-up charge of abducting a woman.

They ain't gonna believe it for no minute. No.

No. They're gonna...

They're gonna come here and tear you limb from limb.

You're just telling me all these lies to try and break me down.

Morning.

What are you telling them, Damon?

Well, all I got to sell is the future, Mr. Yates.

They don't have to buy it if they don't want to.

You're lying to them.

Well, I admit I have to do a pretty effective job of creating enthusiasm.

You get me out of here.

Not while you're so hostile, Mr. Yates.

You know, your boss, Mr. Favor, doesn't feel like you do.

He's calm and sympathetic now that he's cooled off.

I think maybe I better bring him down here.

It'd calm you down to have his strong, reassuring hand on things, wouldn't it?

He'll kill you, Damon, if I don't do it first.

Now, temper, Mr. Yates.

Your body builds up poisons that way.

If you want some exercise, just call a guard.

He'll find a spare shovel for you.

Shovel?

You...

- Gil? - Hmm?

- Hi, there. - Hmm.

I brought your boots.

Thanks a lot.

Sheriff!

You sure get some pretty visitors.

Hold it!

That's an old gag.

[CHUCKLES]

But it's kind of romantic.

Change of heart?

[CHUCKLES]

If I ever turn crooked and they throw me in jail,

will you come and try and get me out?

Oh, heh, I wish every sheriff was as sweet as you.

[SHERIFF CHUCKLES]

Why did you come?

To apologize for what I did.

And to bring your boots.

Can you forgive me?

Goldie, Goldie, of course, I could.

Yeah, I could forgive you

if, uh, you'd just change your testimony a little bit.

Get me out of here.

Oh, Goldie, Goldie, how could you?

Beautiful, warm, giving, wonderful girl like you...

I mean, lying like that about me abducting you.

I had to.

Oh, I understand, I do.

- But now? - I just can't do it, Gil.

Oh, and I know it sounds ridiculous,

but I wish you'd forgive me anyway.

Goldie, darling,

I not only do not forgive you, I hate your guts.

And besides that, I think you've got fat legs.

Then rot.

[DOOR OPENS THEN SLAMS]

Psst! Boy! Hey, you.

Hey, cowboy.

- Who, me? - Yeah, you.

Come on over here a minute.

What for?

You see that little old gal walking down the street?

- You mean Goldie? - That's right, Goldie.

And I'm here to tell you, you are the luckiest boy in the world.

She was just in here.

And she told me

that she'd seen this fine young fella sitting on a bench out here whittling.

That's you.

And she confided she got the funniest feeling about you.

All over.

Boy, she likes you.

You're fooling me. I know you just gotta be fooling me.

Why in the ever loving world would I wanna do that?

Well, you mean that she just...?

- Me? - Yeah.

Boy, if I was you, I would run right after her and grab her up in my arms.

Are you gonna miss the chance of a lifetime?

- Well

here goes nothing.

[GOLDIE SCREAMS]

GOLDIE: Help! Help, Sheriff!

Oh, my goodness!

Aah! Help!

- Oh, I didn't mean nothing-- - Come on, come on.

- All right, inside. - You're not very friendly.

- Get in there. - That's rude, mister.

SHERIFF: Stay here.

[WHISTLING]

- Howdy. - Hey.

- Mr. Favor around? - Who wants him?

Name's Jonathan Damon. I work for the railroad.

- Oh. - How do you do?

- Oh, do you mind? - No, sir, not at all.

I'm real short on customers right now.

Say, I heard there was a real fracas over at your place last night,

do you wanna--?

Mm.

- Oregano. - Oregano?

Yeah, oregano in here.

Oregano.

And marjoram too.

You know about oregano and marjoram?

Just a little trace in there.

And I'd say it was simmered very slowly.

Oh, glory be, a man who knows about oregano and marjoram.

- Oh, what a waste. - What do you mean, "What a waste"?

Find a master chef spoiling away his gifts

on a bunch of gut stuffers who only know hot beans from cold,

and then not gonna be sure.

Truer words was never spoken, mister.

You ever seen a railroad kitchen car?

- A kitchen hooked on a train? - One whole railroad car, all kitchen,

- hooked right on next to the dining car. - Yeah.

Serve the passengers right while they're traveling.

Oh, boy.

You've got all this nice equipment, shiny.

Complete, whole thing.

And right now, it isn't worth this scrubby little chuck wagon.

- It ain't? Why not? - We haven't got a man

who knows how to deal with all that magnificent equipment.

Look, you know, on a railroad, you can't hire just any old cook.

You gotta have a man that really knows

and loves to make fine food in there, you know?

- A man with the soul of an artist. - Ha, ha.

Can't have an old grease-bummer in there playing around with spices

like sage, and savory, and thyme.

We got important people traveling on the railroad.

Discerning people that really know what fine food tastes like.

- Yeah. - Hey, you come with me.

I'd like to know where you'd place all that magnificent equipment.

I'd like to know how you'd design a railroad kitchen car.

You know something? A railroad's just like a trail drive.

It just won't go proper without a good cook.

Why, we're absolutely helpless without you.

[METAL CLANGING]

[FINN WHISTLES]

FINN: All right, you sheep dippers.

Five minutes, not a second longer.

Ah.

[GRUNTING]

Psst! Yo Yo!

Mr. Favor! Why, I heard you was in the pokey for abduction.

Good for you.

Take it easy.

Those guards spot me, I'm cooked.

Now, look, we're gonna organize us a little revolution, huh?

Get the men back to the herd.

Yo Yo, you listening to me?

I better get Mr. Rowdy.

Yo Yo... Ugh.

What are you doing behind that barrel?

- Rowdy, you pay close attention, huh? - Yeah.

First off, I want the men to pick up the tools.

Then, when the guards are busy, I want the men to start a little ruckus.

Mr. Favor, they wouldn't wanna do that.

They like it here.

Good, good. Now, you and me will get over to the supply wagon,

pick up some rifles, and then come back here.

No, I told you, Mr. Favor, they like it here.

They like working on this job.

Oh, come on, this is no time to be joshing.

No. I'll tell you what happened.

You see, Mr. Damon convinced u-- Uh, them, well,

that, uh, trail droving was a thing of the past.

And if they, you know, got with the railroad at the beginning,

they might be big shots with a great company later on.

[FINN WHISTLES]

- I haven't got time for all of this. Bye. FINN: All right, all together now.

MEN [SINGING]: I've been working on the railroad

All the livelong day

DAMON: Yeah, I surely do miss all this out here.

Miss what, sir?

The outdoors, the travel, the peace and quiet of a cattle camp.

Yeah, it sure takes me back to when I was a boy.

Wait, you were a drover, Mr. Damon?

Yeah, well, not exactly a drover.

I was, uh-- I went on a few drives, sort of helped out the cook, you know.

- Mr. Damon, that's what I do. - No, really?

- Well, now, that's a coincidence. - It sure is.

Yeah. But, you know,

a man has to grow up and face life sometime, sooner or later.

- I guess so. - Yeah.

There's only a limit to how far a man can drift.

You take Rowdy and those other drovers.

When I explained to them all the advantages they were gonna have

by working for me, you know what they said?

- What? - They said, "Mr. Damon,

you've given us a chance for a better life."

That's exactly what they said.

And they were so excited, they didn't come back for their things.

Yeah. I guess that's my biggest reward in this whole business,

is helping people.

Well, you know, Mr. Damon, that must make you feel real good.

Yeah, yeah, and humble.

Humble too.

Well, I guess I'd better be going.

It was nice for you to come and visit.

Well, I'll tell you something. It wasn't just strictly a social call.

I wanted to give you the same opportunity I gave those other boys.

Oh, but I couldn't, Mr. Damon.

I mean, uh, not until the herd is sold.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, that's right. Yeah.

Hmm.

Well...

- Mr. Damon. - Yeah?

- Mr. Damon? - Uh-huh?

Maybe I could leave after the herd's sold.

Well, heh, I don't know about that.

Please, Mr. Damon, I'm strong and I can work hard.

I know, but that's a little late, you know. It's getting on.

Mr. Damon, I'm willing to face life too.

Yeah, but we got those rules. I don't know.

Please, Mr. Damon, I'll work hard for you.

All right.

All right.

All you gotta do is just sign right down there at the bottom.

You have made a wise decision.

Yes, sir.

- Oh, uh, there's just one more thing. - What's that?

A message from Wishbone.

He's, uh, cooking for the railroad now, but he needs a chuck wagon.

He wants you to bring it on over, he says it's got a lot of his things in it.

Yes, sir. Yes, sir. I'll do it right away.

Quince! Yo, Quince!

Welcome home, boss. Heh.

I tried to keep them gathered up best I could.

Look, I got an important errand for you to goon.

I want you to go to Oxford, it's about 30 miles up.

You get there, you go immediately to the telegraph office

and have that sent off to Jonathan Damon in Fremont.

I'll pick up a horse in the remuda and meet you in Hank's Bar at Fremont.

I'll be waiting for you.

That's fine, Mr. Favor, but you see,

there's nobody here to take care of the herd.

That's all right, this is more important. Just leave the herd be.

Leave the--?

Leave the herd be?

- That's right. - No, Mr. Favor, you see,

I can't do that.

- I-- Nobody-- - Quince, leave the herd be.

Leave the herd be?

Good. You got it. Now, go.

[TELEGRAPH MACHINE CLICKING]

Oh, this is terrible.

Say, I have to send a telegraph message at midnight.

- You'll be open then? - Well, ordinarily, I would.

But this is an abnormal situation.

I have to go out and make a delivery now.

Oh, not out to end of track by any chance?

Why, yes. As a matter of fact, it is.

Why, what a coincidence.

You know, that's a pretty lonesome ride out there this time of night.

Yes, it is. But these messages have to go through.

Oh, I understand.

Would you mind terribly if I rode along with you?

I-- You promise not to laugh?

[CHUCKLES]

I'm afraid of the dark.

I know exactly how you feel. I feel the same way myself.

- You, uh, have athlete's feet, huh? - No. No.

- Oh, that. Um... - Heh. It's none of my business really.

I'll tell you what. Why don't I treat us to drinks over at Hank's Bar?

- A little liquid courage, you know? - Well, I don't ordinarily go over there.

Aw.

Well, I guess it is called for.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

[CHATTERING] [SALOON MUSIC PLAYING]

Well, what'll it be, gents?

Double whiskey for me.

I think I'll have a Pink Lady.

Pink Lady? No.

He'll have two Pink Ladies.

Heh. My, you are generous, aren't you?

[MEN LAUGHING AND CHATTERING]

Well, as for me,

I must admit I lead a pretty dull life, but, uh...

How about you, Mr. Barker?

Anything, uh, interesting come up for you today?

Oh, haircuts mostly.

[ALL LAUGH]

You know, sometimes I think if it weren't for my sideline,

I'd go out of my mind.

Oh, really?

You know this fellow Jonathan Damon,

the one who says he can't pay his railroad workers?

Oh, yeah.

Well,

his payroll's been here all along.

No!

Yes.

And the Payroll department sent him a wire

asking why he didn't acknowledge a receipt for it

when it came on the stage over a week ago.

FAVOR: How about that?

You get a hold of Charlie Poe and Luther?

Yes, sir, they're coming in now.

Now, uh, Mr. Barker, uh, what did you say you do again?

I am a barber.

But I have an interesting sideline.

Ah, yes. I believe you mentioned that something interesting come up today.

I received a telegram indicating that Mr. Damon

has had his payroll all along.

Now, I suppose somebody's really been made a fool of.

FAVOR: How about that, huh?

Not only refused to pay you,

but then brung in a bunch of incompetent, lowdown cattlemen

to fill your jobs!

Oh, if I was you--

We ought to go out there and tear the hide right off of him!

Good. You men want some action?

Well, then you gather your railroaders together

and you meet me in an hour at the Pink Garter.

Boys, I've got a score to settle with this Damon fellow myself.

- We've been waiting for a chance. - Let's go!

- Come on! Come on! - Come on! Let's get him!

Did anything interesting happen to you today?

WOMEN [SINGING] I've got 10 tiny toes

Tucked in shiny black hose

Topped with shocking Pink garters of lace

They're my favorite things

They're such snappable rings That to lose them would be a disgrace

But to show where my heart is Though I love my garters

I'll make you a present of these

[MEN CHEERING]

My two stockings may fall For I do like you all

! heard nobody knocking my knees

I've got 10 tiny toes Tucked in shiny black hose

Topped with shocking Pink garters of lace

They're my favorite things

They're such snappable rings That to lose them would be a disgrace

But to show where my heart is Though I love my garters

I'll make you a present of these

My two stockings may fall For I do like you all

! heard nobody knocking my knees

! heard nobody knocking my knees

[MEN CHEERING]

I'm gonna take care of that Goldie.

So you stay around front and watch for the sheriff, yeah?

- Yes, sir. - How are you feeling, anyways?

You can count on me, boss. I'm wide awake.

Good, good.

Because it's gonna be morning by the time we really get rolling.

Good luck.

Come on, man, snap to!

[SINGING] ! heard nobody knocking my knees

I've got 10 tiny toes

[SINGING CONTINUES]

[DISHES CRASH]

But to show where my heart is Though I love my garters

I'll make you a present of these

My two stockings may fall For I do like you all

! heard nobody knocking my knees

[DOOR OPENS]

[GOLDIE HUMMING]

[GOLDIE GASPS]

- Could you love a jailbird? - Ah, heh.

Gil. You're out and you're not sore at me.

I'm free, and I'm not sore at you.

Aw, heh.

You didn't prove I was lying, did you?

Oh, um, they realized it was a silly little mix-up.

- They just let me go. - Oh. Ha, ha.

Well, then, uh, how come you don't have your shoes back?

Oh, yeah, that.

- Well, you see, about the boot-- - You're lying to me, Gil Favor.

All right, all right, Goldie, I'll make a deal with you.

I won't push perjury charges against you

if you don't tell the sheriff where I am, hmm?

[CHUCKLES]

I don't know if I can trust you, Gil Favor.

You don't know if you can trust me?

You go on over there and sit down. Let me think this thing through.

Go on.

Well, have you thunk it out?

- Yep. - Good.

[SCREAMING] Help! Help!

Help! Help!

Help! Help!

Help--!

- Help--! Help--! -ow

- Goldie... - Aah!

[MUMBLING]

There we go.

[GOLDIE GRUNTING AND SCREAMING]

That ought to do it.

Easy, now.

Goldie, I swear, you have been brung up wrong.

[GOLDIE SHRIEKS]

[SHRIEKS]

[GOLDIE GRUMBLING]

There he is! That's the man!

- Everybody here? MAN: Everybody's here! Yeah!

Good. Now, gather around and settle down.

All you men who were here quit work on the rail, right?

- Right! - Right!

- Because you didn't get paid, right? MEN: Right!

Because Damon told you that the pay train had been held up, right?

- Right! - Wrong!

That's a lie!

His payroll came in a week ago on stagecoach

and he's been sitting on it.

[MUMBLING]

He's gotten incompetent cowboys to fill in your jobs, right?

MEN: Right!

They're gonna take the bread out of your little children's mouths.

They're gonna take the bread out of your old folks' mouths.

They're gonna steal your wives!

- They're gonna make-- - You'll be sorry!

But one of these glorious days, you know...

Do you know who that railroad is gonna be dedicated to?

MEN: No!

Now, are we gonna stand for that?

This guy's a rat polecat, boys.

He's leading you down the garden path.

[SHOUTING AND GRUMBLING]

You ain't gonna listen to Jonathan Damon's girlfriend, are you?

He's a woman-beater, a jailbird!

[SCOFFING]

This is as good a time as any to start right now, right?

MEN: Yeah!

[GOLDIE SHRIEKS]

We gotta get our jobs back, right?

We're gonna teach those cowboys a lesson, right?

Quince!

Sheriff, help! Help!

You polecat, I'll get you for this! Let me go!

FAVOR: You handle this. - Sheriff, help!

Let's go!

[MEN CHEERING]

Help! Help--

[HORSE WHINNIES]

[HORSE NEIGHS AND GOLDIE SHRIEKS]

[TRIANGLE RINGING]

Breakfast is served! Breakfast is served!

Eggs Benedict al fresco!

Eggs Benedict al fresco!

All right, come on, Mushy, let's get a move on.

But, Mr. Wishbone, I promised Quince I'd come back and help him.

He's out there watching 2000 head of cattle.

You forget, Mushy, that Mr. Quince is a highly-trained specialist.

Help yourself, gentlemen. Keep the line moving.

Here's one.

You've never eaten so good in your life, boys.

- Good morning, Wishbone. - Ha, ha. Good morning.

Well, Wishbone, how nice.

The very least I could do for you, sir.

Now, this morning, the men are having Eggs Benedict out of doors,

but for you, sir, for you, I have Eggs Botticelli a la Robespierre.

- No. - Yes. Ha, ha.

Well, heh. Wishbone, I don't know how to thank you.

For you, sir, nothing but the best.

Eggs Botticelli a la Robespierre. Oh.

Eggs in the shell with the heads cut off.

Yes, sir. There we are.

Hey, Mr. Damon, is that true about the possibility of me maybe

making it to vice-president someday?

Of course it was true.

You ain't afraid of what Mr. Favor's gonna say, are you?

He's not gonna be able to talk you out of it?

Oh, no, no.

Mr. Favor just thinks he's got a lot of influence over me.

Actually, I pretty much run the whole show myself.

Well, this is the moment if ever I saw one.

Charge!

[MEN YELLING]

[LAUGHING]

Damon, you release those men!

All right, men, let's be ready for them when they come at us!

Come on, boys, you ready?

Don't let it worry you about Mr. Favor.

He bruises just like the rest of us.

You ain't gonna let a few little axes and pick handles stop you?

Come on, let's go get them!

"Go get them." He means us, huh?

That's who he means, all right.

Sure pains me to see Mr. Favor acting so hateful toward us that way.

I wish I could think of something.

- Let's go get them! - Come on! Let's go!

[YELLING]

- Let's go! - Get them!

Come on!

Armed guard army? Is that any kind of a way to fight a fight?

Hold it! Hold it!

For you, Favor, I'll get rid of the guards.

Finn, get the guards out of here!

- You can't mean it, mister-- - I mean every word I say!

But--

All right, guards, fall back.

All right.

Now, men, let's go.

What's the matter with you men?

Don't tell me a few little armed guards makes that much difference.

Well, you gotta admit it makes a little bit of difference, Mr. Damon.

Is that what it is, or are you afraid of your ex-boss?

He's their ex-boss?

What is this?

You been taking us down the garden path?

He sure has!

Look, boys, you wanna get rid of these lousy, crummy drovers, don't you?

- Let's go! - Hold it! Hold it!

Hold on a second.

I got a heck of an idea.

It's a flat out lie. He never had an idea in his whole life!

Mr. Favor, I guarantee you'll love this one.

Why don't we let Mr. Damon here and Mr. Favor

fight this out by themselves, being as they're so all hot for it?

- How's that for an idea? - Yeah!

[MEN LAUGHING] [DAMON CHUCKLES]

Then we won't have to do any fighting at all.

[LAUGHING AND CHEERING]

Yeah, and none of us gets hurt.

Yeah, some idea.

What's the matter, Favor? You afraid?

Afraid? Why, you--

You just take off your shoes and fight like a man.

[CHUCKLES]

Hey, listen, Mr. Favor,

instead of trying to fight with me, why don't you join up with me?

You're a leader. I can use your kind. I'll make you a good deal.

Don't try to con me.

The only deal I'm interested is getting my herd to market.

Yeah, but you can't do it without a crew.

So agree to work with me,

and I'll assign enough men to drive your herd.

What do you say, Mr. Favor?

Work with me, that way we both can win.

I'm not about to work for men like you.

What do you mean men like me?

What do you know about men like me?

All right, so I deal a few off the bottom. It's for a good cause.

Well, it's just a figure of speech.

Now, you listen to me, Favor.

A railroad doesn't get built by polite manners and good intentions.

A road gets strung together by hard cash,

soft swindle, and bloody knuckles.

The men who work for me complain and sweat,

some of them even die, but I don't sit and grieve about it.

A railroad is more important than these men, or you.

It's just something that's gotta be, that's all.

Well, I never th--

No! No deal!

All right, suit yourself.

MAN 1: Get him! MAN 2: Come on, get him!

[CLAMORING]

Hey, look!

[MOOING]

- Hey, Quince! - Shut up, Yo Yo.

You'll spook the whole herd.

Rowdy, keep everybody back.

They'll stampede sure.

And no noise.

Shh.

I'm being as quiet as I can be.

Listen, Favor,

why don't you listen to reason?

Come on, work for me.

Before I break every bone in your body.

I could never work for a man like you

who spends so much time on his back.

How can we have a decent fight with 2000 cows breathing down our necks?

One more punch like that, and I won't even let you work for me.

[CLATTERING]

[GRUNTS]

[TRAIN HORN WAILING NEARBY]

My pay train.

[DAMON & GOLDIE LAUGH]

[HORN WAILING]

Don't stand there like an idiot!

Get on your horses, get after the herd!

- No, no. Don't give me no trouble. - But, uh...

- Uh...

[FAVOR GRUMBLES]

They're running. They'll run till they drop.

Your cows, you mean.

Oh, don't you-- Don't you dare talk about my crew in front of me like that.

I want an apology.

Well,

it's my fault your herd got spooked.

I'm sorry, Favor. I do apologize.

Excuse me.

[MEN LAUGHING]

All right, what are you standing around for? Get back to work.

Thank you for apologizing.

Wouldn't want nobody to think I hit you because I lost my temper.

Favor...

Listen, you know what? I still want you to work for me.

I can hire all the brawn I need,

but what I really want is men with brains.

All right, all right.

All right, I'll make you a deal.

I'll come work for you...

You will?

If you win this fight.

It's a pleasure.

And providing...

Providing what?

If you lose in here, you come to work for me.

Favor, you're a man after my own heart.

If there's one thing I love, it's a one-sided deal.

[MUMBLING] Head them up!

Move them out.

Come on there, get on, cows.

[MUMBLING] Head them up!

Move them out.