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)

[LAUGHING]

WISHBONE: Hey, you forgot your boots!

I ought to jerk you out of there and throw you in again.

Next time, we'll give you a bar of soap, if you're real good.

Doggone it! You fellas ruined these boots!

WISHBONE: Get down in there!

YO YO: You ruined my boots!

[MEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Well, I'd say they're mighty happy to get to Junction City, Mr. Dennis.

It has been a hard drive.

I can see that they're washing up. Heh-heh.

Oh, yeah, Yo Yo there, he, uh, picked the winning date in the drawing.

I guess the boys figured part of his prize

- is going through the cattle trough. - Oh. Heh.

Gil, you're not gonna let them go into town

until after they got the cattle in the pens and counted, are you?

It's a little late to start now.

Um, we'll get to it first thing in the morning come sunup.

Work straight through till we get it finished.

I promised the boys that weren't on shift could go into town.

They're drovers, Gil.

They're trail hands.

They don't mind a little extra work

so long as they can have a good time when they're all finished.

Maybe we can give them some more money, huh?

I already promised them.

Well, all right.

Mr. Favor, the men there are ready to go back into town now,

if it's all right with you.

Fine.

Pass out half pay all the way around.

You want me to do it?

And don't let Yo Yo talk you into an advance.

He'll be able to pick up his winnings tomorrow night.

All right.

Pay time!

Pay time!

MAN 1: Pay! MAN 2: Pay!

Back in the water!

[MEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

ROWDY: All right, settle down. Take it easy. Don't, uh...

It figures. The whole drive's over and I get to be dragged in the pay line.

Hey, Rowdy, how come Mr. Favor's not paying us?

I guess he's busy.

First time he didn't pay us by himself.

If it don't make any difference to those greenbacks, it sure don't to me.

Well, it don't surprise me none.

Somehow you gonna twist it around

where he's doing it strictly against you, personal.

It wouldn't surprise me.

He's been riding and yelling at me day and night

ever since this ride began.

No wonder. Every time you turned around, you put your foot in a bucket.

I never saw one man in my life could make so many mistakes.

Well, that ain't so. That just ain't so. Maybe a couple of little things.

It's just a good thing you ain't a fiddle player,

- you couldn't play but one tune. - Well, you just never mind.

The Farnsworth House Hotel, the manager's expecting you.

What time do you wanna have dinner? We can get this business settled.

About an hour would give me a chance for a bath, change of clothes.

- All right, I'll knock on your door. - That'll be fine.

Here's the money sack.

Oh, yeah, is it all right if Rowdy comes along?

Well, I'd intended to bring my daughter along,

so we'll make it a family dinner, shall we?

- Uh, Rowdy? - Oh, sure. Yeah, I'd enjoy that.

There's one other thing. The dining room requires a necktie.

But you both probably would have worn one anyway.

Oh, yeah, sure. We can handle that. Thanks for mentioning it, though.

I'll see you later, Gil.

You do got a necktie?

[MEN YELLING]

Looks like they're headed for the livery stable.

What do you think's gonna happen?

Abner will say both his stable hands quit him this morning

- and he can't take any new horses. - Ha.

- Makes a pretty fair story, don't it? - It better.

Another one stopping at the hotel.

I seen him before. Trail boss. He'll be the hard one.

[FAVOR SIGHS]

[RINGS]

Oh, I'll get someone to help you.

Mr. Dennis said he'd already taken care of getting me a room.

Name's Favor.

Oh, yes, Mr. Favor. Well, we do have a reservation for you.

Now let's see, room 12.

Just down the hall, across from the bath.

Good. Uh, do you have someone to take care of my horse?

A sorrel at the rail, out front.

Certainly. We have a livery stable up the street.

We'll take care of it for you.

Say, you extra-special busy these days?

Sir?

Well, the reservation, is it something new?

Oh, yes. Yes, we've been very fortunate.

Oh, good.

My ramrod, Rowdy Yates, will be dropping by.

Tell him what room I'm in, huh?

I tell you, it just don't make sense, Wish.

Why would anybody wanna make up a story like that?

All I know is I looked and there wasn't but a few horses in there.

He could've taken care of ours easy.

Well, he seemed to be a reasonable enough fella.

We'll go over there later, maybe he'll hire himself a couple of hands.

- Where you going with that horse? - The livery stable.

I'll be dogged. What do you make of that?

Well, I don't know. I'll worry about it after I get me a bath.

Who's gonna be first, Mr. Wishbone?

The only fair way is for the oldest man to go first.

[ALL LAUGHING]

Boy, am I looking forward to this.

- Oh, boy. - And I may never get out of it.

All right, count us up, divide by two. That's how many rooms we want.

As close to the bath as you got.

Hey, give me about three days in that hot water

before you come busting down my door.

WISHBONE: Oh, yeah!

- Hey, how many bathtubs you got? - I hate to disappoint you, gentlemen,

but we just can't take care of you right now.

Somebody quit?

It does sound like something we've heard before.

Our reservation lists have been filled up for over a week now.

Well, how come Mr. Favor got in? He's in there taking a bath now.

Quiet. You wanna get the boss in trouble?

Mr. Favor had a reservation.

How'd he do that? He was with us all the time.

Never mind how he did it. He's the boss.

All right, young fella, how many rooms you got?

- We'll make do. - None.

- None? - Well, uh,

look, it's all right if we bunk here in the main room

until somebody pulls out.

- Sorry. - Sorry?

YO YO: Hey, fellas, come here.

Hey, come here. Wish, come here.

Look, we're gonna have to clean up anyway.

Why don't we go over to the barber shop

and get shaved and cleaned up, then we'll come back here?

It might work.

Come on.

You're more than likely to be seeing us later. Sir.

[KNOCKING]

- Open up! - Come on!

- Closed up. - It won't take a minute.

We just want to get a bath,

then you can give us our haircuts tomorrow.

No. My woman's got supper waiting.

No time tomorrow either, boys. Try somewhere else.

Now wait a minute! We just want a bath!

Whoa. Whoa!

Now let's not knock the man's door down.

You're too big to be beating on it that way.

We wanna know what's got into these people, is all.

- Is something wrong? - Well, it sure seems that way to us.

People around here

are acting as though we're trying to give them tick fever or something.

Well, they ain't apt to care more for you for banging on their doors.

Now look here, sheriff, we've been in cow towns all over this territory,

and they're all glad to see us.

What's the matter? Ain't our money any good here?

Now, where you spend your money ain't no concern of mine,

but don't stand in front of a man's place of business.

We got ordinances against it.

Oh, you got something of everything around here except hospitality.

Come on, let's go to the Pump Handle and get ourselves a beer.

- Yeah. MUSHY: Great idea, Mr. Wishbone.

I wouldn't trouble if I was you.

Pump Handle's a private club now Mr. McDonald bought it.

Same at the Elk Saloon, you gotta have memberships.

And just how much does that cost?

Oh, he don't charge for them.

He gives them to people he wants to have in there.

How do you go about getting him to give you one?

- You have to ask him that. WISHBONE: And where is he?

Ask around.

We'll go dry a mighty long time in this town

if we follow them directions. Where else can we get a drink?

Well, there was Henry Burris'...

It burned down one night a couple of weeks ago.

Guess you're out of luck.

Do you mean to tell me

that there ain't any place in this whole town we can go?

Look here, sheriff, does everybody in town

- feel the same way about us? - What way is that?

You know very well what way I mean.

Ever since we've been here, everybody we talked to--

YO YO: Look, there's Mr. Rowdy.

Hi there, Mr. Rowdy.

Hey, wait till he finds out there ain't any rooms.

What do you think he'll do?

With his temper, just wait till you hear what he tells them.

Hell, they might throw him out.

They better not.

Hey, I bet he's talking to that hotel fella right about now. Heh.

"Hey, Mr. Hotel-fella.

My name's Rowdy Yates, and I'd like a room."

- With a bath. - "With a bath."

"Well, now, I don't know about that.

Let me take a look here.

I don't see any Mr. Rowdy Yates in my reservation book.

Did you make a reservation?"

"Reservation.

Well, you see, I've been pushing cattle on the trail since June 25th,

and it must've slipped my mind."

- "No reservation?" - "No."

"Well, well, well.

In that case, you probably don't even have a membership

- in the local saloon.” - "No, sir."

Ahem. "Tell you what you're gonna have to do.

You're gonna have to go out and get yourself all cleaned up

so you don't really need a bath,

then you're gonna have to get a day's rest

so you won't really need a bed,

then maybe we can let you have a room and a bath."

[ALL LAUGHING]

"Well, you see, Mr. Hotel-fella,

- I have a confession to make." - "What?"

"I ain't a drover at all."

- "Is that a fact?" - "No, sir.

- Truth is, I am a train robber. -"An."

That is, when I ain't rustling cattle or shooting down peace officers.

Does that make any difference?"

"Well, it most certainly does, Mr. Rowdy Yates.

Would you just enter your name into my book?"

[ALL LAUGHING]

Hey, I wonder what's keeping him.

Maybe one of us better go take a look, huh?

I'll go.

Rowdy isn't so much of a talker he'd talk this long.

Well, if there'd been trouble, we'd have heard.

Unless they threw him out the back way.

Or he had a reservation.

I ain't seen Mr. Rowdy anywhere.

- Did you take a good look? - Sure.

- Did you see if they had a back door? - I didn't see one.

Well, that means he must've got a room.

That sure seems funny that Mr. Favor and Rowdy

would make reservations for themselves and not--

Another thing, I'll be dogged if I'm gonna take a bath in that water trough.

Hey, we could go down to the river. It ain't far.

Ah, what for? We ain't going no place.

We gotta eat supper.

Yeah, I forgot about supper.

Heh-heh. If you did, it's the first time in your life.

Hey, uh, anybody here got a bottle?

Anybody here got a part of a bottle?

Well, I may have just a little.

Well, I'll see you fellas later in town.

What do we drink to?

- Abilene. - Why Abilene?

Because they like us there.

Ah. Good old Abilene.

Never did like that stuff very good.

[WHISTLING]

[SIGHS]

- Howdy, friend. - Howdy.

Uh, there's, uh... There's plenty of hot water left. Heh-heh.

- That's real thoughtful of you. - Phew.

Uh, that, uh... That's quite a climb up from that river. Heh. Phew.

Uh, you, uh, getting ready to go into town?

Have a look at the pretty girls?

- I might. - Heh-heh-heh.

Yeah, I'll just bet.

[BOTH CHUCKLING]

You look like a ladies man if ever I saw one.

How can you tell?

Well, some of us have got it, and some of us haven't. Heh.

I mean, women seem to go for a man with confidence, you know?

With a kind of a swagger. Devil-may-care, you know?

You noticed that, huh?

Well, I sure did.

Now, the minute I saw you walk up here

and hang your clothes there on the tree like that,

I said to myself:

"Ladies man."

Well, I suppose I am. Heh.

Well, now, there's no call to be modest. Everybody wishes he was.

- Uh, you a drover? - Yeah. What line you in?

- Selling. - Oh.

Sorry's the name. Sorry Brownstead.

[BOTH CHUCKLING]

I, uh... I just travel about from place to place, selling things out of a wagon.

Of course, it's, uh... It's not as exciting as what you do,

but, uh, well, I get by.

I believe it.

That's sure a fine suit you got there.

Well, uh, thank you.

- Yo Yo. - I beg your pardon?

My name. Yo Yo.

Oh, well, fine.

Uh, I happen to have another one just like it.

You know, in my line, you have to keep looking well. Heh.

And anyways, two suits always wear

more than twice as long as one, you know?

No, I didn't. I never owned one.

Well, uh, you change them off.

You wear them every other day.

They just last and last that way.

Uh, ahem, you, uh... You getting cleaned up

to get down into town for dinner at the dining room, I guess, huh?

Dining room?

The Hotel Farnsworth Dining Room?

- Oh, yeah, I might. - Well, I thought so. Heh.

All the pretty girls go there to have dinner with their folks.

I just knew you'd know about it. Heh.

- Of course, you'll need a tie. - A tie?

It's a new rule.

I guess it's because the ladies all dress up.

Now, don't worry about it.

- I, uh... I carry a line of ties. - Oh, good.

It's been a while since I've been there. Heh.

I know what you mean.

Uh, what color do you think you might like?

Oh, well, just anything that'd go with my shirt.

Well, uh, why don't we just go have a look?

- Very nice, Pierre. PIERRE: Thank you, sir.

[CHATTERING]

Good evening, sir. Are you alone this evening?

Oh, yes, sir. Absolutely.

I have a table for you right here, sir.

- New boots. - Sir?

I'm wearing new boots. That's what the noise is.

They cost $6, they ain't cheap. That ain't why they're squeaking.

Oh, yes. Yes, sir. Yes.

Well, this is a very nice table. Please, right here. Sit down.

New boots, huh? Heh-heh-heh.

Well, the waiter will be with you in just a moment, sir.

He is either a dressed-up drover or a wealthy cattleman.

In Europe, one would know.

- Evening, sir. - Thank you.

Hey, September 18th. Well, that's today.

Yes, sir. We make up new ones every day.

Well, that's a good idea.

That way you know you're not getting warm-overs.

Yes, sir.

May I suggest the steak? Our beef is very good.

Oh, I imagine it is. But, you see, we get a good bit of it,

um, where I'm from.

How about the fried chicken?

Certainly, sir. Just a moment.

- Good evening, Mr. Houston. Ladies. - Good evening, Pierre.

- Your table is ready. - Thank you.

[CHATTERING LOUDLY]

WISHBONE: Well, this looks like a real good place to eat!

Gentlemen, please, can I help you?

- Yeah, we want something to eat. - Do you have a reservation?

- We just got here an hour ago, sir. - I am awfully sorry,

but you know how weekend business is done by reservation only.

As you can see, we're getting filled up already.

Mister, we ain't had nothing but Wishbone's cooking for three months.

We're looking forward to this.

Thanks a lot.

I didn't say it wasn't good,

but you gotta admit, beef and beans are ordinary tasting after a long time.

That's right, Mr. Quince.

- You mind if we just wait here, sir? - I'm afraid it won't help, sir.

As you see, we're very, very busy.

Look who's here, it's Mr. Yo Yo.

- Well... - Yo Yo.

Gentlemen, gentlemen, please. Please, gentlemen.

WISHBONE: Hey, you got us a table. QUINCE: You got here ahead of us.

You fellas should've cleaned up some, this is a real nice place.

We would've cleaned up if we could.

Hey, how'd you get so cleaned up?

- Down at the river. - Hey, them your clothes?

Yeah, I bought me a new suit from a fella had two.

From who?

A salesman fella name of Sorry Brownstead.

It won't do you no good though, he was wearing the other one.

Well, we'll have to make the best of it.

Try to keep them as quiet as you can and I'll think of something.

[PIERRE SPEAKING IN FRENCH]

[MEN LAUGHING]

Hey.

Was that Mr. Favor with Mr. Rowdy and those clean people?

Sure looked like him.

I wonder why he didn't say nothing.

Maybe he didn't notice us, Mr. Quince.

- Rowdy did. - I'm having fried chicken.

Seems funny.

Hey, I wonder if they have any ham? I'd sure like some ham.

Oh, anything but beef, Mr. Wishbone.

[WOMAN LAUGHING]

Your order, please, Mr. Houston.

Hey, now, there is a pretty gal.

Here, sit back down.

You're in town now, stop acting like a range hand.

You think she's gonna go to that dance tomorrow?

You think she's gonna go to that dance tomorrow, Mr. Wishbone?

Gonna be a lot of pretty girls going to that dance tomorrow.

Hey, I gotta get me a bath tomorrow,

even if I have to go down to that river.

Why don't you go ask her if she's gonna go, Mr. Yo Yo?

You told us that you're a ladies man.

WISHBONE: Yeah, why don't you just walk right up and ask her?

Go ahead, Mr. Yo Yo, like you did a hundred times before, like you told us.

Yeah, go on.

Well, all right, I will.

You just wait here and just sit here

and watch me walk over there and talk to them folks.

Well, maybe somebody ought to go with him.

Just so he don't go over there and ask what time of day it is,

then come back and tell us something different.

Yeah, I'll go with him just to keep him honest.

Come on. Up.

[LAUGHS]

Good evening, sir.

Ma'am.

Miss.

My daughter doesn't speak to strangers.

Well, that's a mighty wise decision, sir.

Under ordinary circumstances.

But you see, I'm here on other business just now.

I am a member of a posse which--

You look like drovers.

I am a member of a posse

which has ridden over a thousand miles after a band of dangerous outlaws.

And we shot it out with them several times,

and it was all real dangerous,

but we finally got them all,

- except one. - What do you want?

Well, we got word that this outlaw was gonna be at the dance tomorrow night,

and we figured that if you were there and you could let us know,

- we'd appreciate it. - Fine.

- Sir? - I said, fine.

If I attend the dance tomorrow evening, and if I see an outlaw,

I'll let you know.

Yes, sir.

Ladies.

Think of that, outlaws.

Worse, drovers.

Gil, you've always had a sharp eye for a good horse.

- I wonder if you'd do me a favor. - Oh, glad to, Mr. Dennis.

Frank Root is selling out.

He's offered me first claim on his stock.

I'd appreciate it if you'd ride over there with me in the morning.

I'd like to,

but I got 3,000 steers standing around out there waiting for a tally.

- I'm afraid it'll take most of the day. - Oh.

Well, how about Rowdy? Couldn't he handle your count for you for a while?

Oh, well, it isn't that, it's just, uh, something I always handle myself.

Well, I'd consider it a personal favor.

- How do you feel about it, Rowdy? ROWDY: Hm?

Oh, uh, well, it's up to Mr. Favor, it's his herd.

That is, until you pay for it.

[CHUCKLES]

Well, you only gave me until tomorrow to make the offer, Gil.

FAVOR: Why don't we see how things get along

first in the morning, is that all right?

Fair enough.

FAVOR: Aha.

I think someone mentioned that there was a period of 47 days without rain.

Was that near Fort Bane?

That's right, it was.

Was it 47 days?

Well, I seem to remember it was.

Did you take Indian Pass through to Settler's Wells?

No. But we did. How'd you know?

Well, I didn't, actually.

The grass is usually better at the Wells and I just assumed you went that way.

"It's always better to lose eight or ten days on a drive than most of your herd."

Isn't that what they always say?

Oh, yeah, that's what they always say.

They do say that, all right.

Oh, I imagine, uh,

you and your father have talked quite a bit about the cattle business.

Well, it's not so much that my father and I talk,

I just have a great many opportunities to listen.

You see, we have dinner here two or three times a week,

occasionally with our friends in the cattle business.

We've been pretty much of a cattle town in the past, you know.

...I didn't realize it, uh, was in the past.

Oh, Mr. Farnsworth, Mr. McDonald and my father have been trying

to make our town more attractive to other kinds of businesses.

You're, uh, not thinking of going out of the cattle business, are you?

No, no, not at all.

Cattle will just assume a different scale of importance in our economy.

You know, a one-product town is going to be in trouble in the future.

We're just looking ahead, that's all.

FAVOR: Oh, yeah, I see. I understand that.

It's just you've been such a thorough-going cattleman,

I was a bit surprised to hear you changing your ways.

[DENNIS CHUCKLING]

DENNIS: Well, I'm not too old to learn, Gil.

I've been with some pretty shrewd men this past year:

Farnsworth, McDonald and Robbins.

You've got to look ahead,

even if it does step on some toes.

Oh, yeah, sure. That's the way to do it, all right, I guess. Uh... Uh...

Oh, well, if, uh, you get to be a two-product town,

at least you'll have another topic of conversation.

[CHUCKLING]

Rowdy, can't you think of something else to talk about

to a pretty young lady like this except a bunch of old cows?

I think Rowdy would rather be across the street

with one of the girls at the Elk Saloon.

[COUGHS]

You could probably think of a lot of things to say there, couldn't you?

Yeah, I could. Heh.

I'm sure you do quite well with one of those girls.

ROWDY: I get along all right.

CLAIRE: What do you talk about?

Claire, you wouldn't be interested.

Of course not.

[MEN CHATTERING LOUDLY]

I have a feeling Pierre could use some help.

You just stay seated, Gil.

Oh, say, I hope that isn't my boys cutting up.

[DENNIS CHUCKLES]

They do gotta blow off a little steam once in a while, you know.

So I've heard.

[MEN CHATTERING LOUDLY]

Gentlemen, let's not have a public display, please.

Now, one of you tell me about it.

WISHBONE: All right.

First, that fella over there wasn't even gonna let us in here.

But Yo Yo, he already had a table, so we just come in and joined him.

Yes, sir, I had sat down and ordered the fried chicken.

We waited and waited for somebody to come around to take our order,

and when that funny fella over there finally did,

well, he said they didn't have anything left on the regular menu,

all they had left was the special.

And you know what they want for it? Two dollars a head.

Well, this is an expensive place to eat, boys. Heh.

- Two dollars? - Two dollars.

Pierre, what is the special today?

Beef and beans, sir.

MUSHY: It was like they wanted to give us something we didn't want,

on purpose.

Don't you realize that these gentlemen have beef and beans every day?

Oh?

Well, anyway, that's not the whole of it.

We come in this afternoon,

we couldn't get a room or a bath or a haircut--

Well, now, let's just take care of one thing at a time, please. Heh-heh.

Pierre,

isn't there something in the kitchen that you could fix for these gentlemen?

I'm awfully sorry, Mr. Dennis, we had a very early trade this evening.

And it's regrettable, but we were not prepared for these gentlemen.

And as you know, we operate on a policy of reservations, of course.

Yes, of course, of course.

Well, gentlemen, I'm afraid this is water under the bridge.

Of course, if you'd like to have the beef and beans,

I'm sure you'd find it very good here.

And what about the rest of it?

The rooms? The baths?

I don't think that's anything I can help you with at this time.

I have people waiting.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Well, I wonder, Mr. Dennis...

I wonder if we could see Mr. Favor.

Well, I doubt that he wants to be bothered at this time, but I'll tell him.

Where will you be later?

- I suppose at the cattle pens. - The what?

- Cattle pens. - Oh, the cattle pens.

All right, I'll tell him that.

Pierre, there's to be no table charge for these men if they don't wish dinner.

Oh, certainly not, Mr. Dennis.

WISHBONE: Oh, boy.

Well, I bet that Gil Favor ain't eating no beef and beans.

He probably had a reservation.

Well, now, don't start on Mr. Favor. He'll straighten things out.

Look, if it's gonna be beef and beans, I ain't gonna pay no $2 for it.

We could eat that back at the wagon.

Oh, no, we can't.

Well, hold on, I ain't about to kick in no $2 to eat off of a tablecloth.

And I'm not about to go back there and do any cooking, neither.

Oh, come on, Wish, we don't wanna eat here.

All right.

Then just for you, I'll only charge you a dollar.

That's only half of what these bandits get.

- No, let's negotiate. Fifty cents. - Fifty cents? Fifty cents?

Oh, poor Pierre, hire the best and there's still trouble.

Heh. Mr. Farnsworth wasn't here, so I took care of it.

Mr. Farnsworth brought the maître d' over from Europe.

Are my boys still having supper?

I believe they're just leaving.

FAVOR: They're being taken care of all right, then?

Ah, it's a fine hotel, Gil.

I've invited Mr. Favor and Rowdy to the dance tomorrow night.

Oh? Well, that's fine. I'll, uh, make the arrangements.

Arrangements?

Well, we wouldn't want any of our friends to have hurt feelings, Claire.

We did have sort of an understanding with the McDonalds

about the Saturday evening dance.

Father and Mr. McDonald talk. Kenneth and I dance.

Every Saturday night.

I'm sure they'll forgive us this once, Father.

Mr. McDonald's a very important man in Junction City.

You'll probably meet him while you're here.

Kenneth is just Claire's age. He's their son.

He's a year younger.

Well, in any case, we're gonna be having a mighty busy day tomorrow.

I'd like to go to that dance.

[SPOON CLANGS]

[CHUCKLES]

[THUD]

- Uh, night watch changed? - Yep.

[ROWDY SIGHS]

What have you been doing in camp?

You should be back in town. Just because I have to hang around,

doesn't mean you have to stay.

- Where is Mr. Favor? ROWDY: In town.

How's come he ain't here, Rowdy?

Because he's in town, Yo Yo.

Busy, I suppose.

- With that Mr. Dennis? ROWDY: Yeah, I guess so.

Well, he ought to be here.

We asked that Mr. Dennis to ask him to come here.

Well, I'm here, so, what's the problem?

Well, it ain't the same.

Look, Mr. Favor's been too busy for us ever since we rode into this place.

He didn't pay us off himself this time.

He didn't say hello to us in that dining room, either, Mr. Rowdy.

And he didn't get us rooms in that hotel.

And those people in that town hate us and he ain't doing nothing about it.

You men are beginning to sound like a bunch of orphan kids

feeling sorry for yourselves.

- Well, that cuts it. - Cuts what?

I want my pay through today, Mr. Yates.

Same here. We're getting mighty tired of being pushed around in this town.

You better get yourself some new boys.

- What are you talking about? - Quitting.

Quitting? You can't quit.

- Who says we can't? - l do.

All right.

Let me ask you something.

What did you have for supper?

Uh, fried chicken, but I don't see what that has to do with it.

Of course, there was a wonderful dessert--

Now, nobody quits this job until it's finished.

Does somebody mind telling me what's going on around here?

Don't make no difference.

We'll work one more day for you, Mr. Yates, that's all.

[ROWDY CHUCKLES]

- Funny coincidence. - Oh, funny.

- Hey, look, I gotta talk to you. - All right.

All right, you can use the razor after I'm finished with it.

No, no--

On one condition, that you strop and hone it

- after you're through. - No, no, look--

Now, I'm a reasonable man, and I hate to get picky about little things,

but I can't tell you how maddening it is

to get this cold steel all the way up to my face,

then have to go back and get the stone and the strap

and start all over from scratch.

Now, you know I'd do anything in the world for you--

The men wanna quit, boss.

What's the matter with them now?

I don't know. They won't tell me. You ought to have a talk with them.

Oh, Lord, I've gotta help Dennis with the horses,

then we're having a meeting with Farnsworth afterwards

about bringing in 5,000 head of steers on the next drive.

Isn't it something that can wait?

Well, I hope so.

First time I ever got hit in the face for something I ate.

Huh? Look, you go to the bank and get enough to pay them.

If I'm not at the pens by the time you're through,

you go ahead and pay them off and I'll talk to them later, all right?

- Good. - Well, uh...

I hope.

[COWS MOOING]

[MEN YELLING AND WHISTLING]

We've been with Mr. Favor long enough to know he's a fair-minded man.

Well, I don't know, Wish.

I ain't saying yes and I ain't saying no.

But me and the boys will hear him out, that's all I promise.

Here, finish it, will you?

But, Mr. Yo Yo, don't hold no grudge against Mr. Favor.

He generally has a good reason for everything.

Mushy, you'd have a good word to say about Benedict Arnold.

I don't know him, Mr. Yo Yo.

Don't bet on it.

Well, fellas, there's no more "we'll see” for me.

I see. I'm sorry, Mr. Yates. I don't believe it was your fault,

but I didn't come to no town to sleep in the rain.

It wasn't Gil Favor's fault either.

I don't know why you believe it wasn't my fault, but you will believe it was his.

Because he couldn't take the trouble to tell him.

Well, you gotta admit, Mr. Favor sure didn't back us up any.

- Come on, let's go. - Where you going in the rain?

- Where anybody would go, to the hotel. - Hotel? But they don't like us there.

You can't go to the hotel. You better stay here.

- There'll be trouble if you go in there. - Yeah, I suppose there will be.

Wish, we gotta do something.

Sorry, Rowdy, I'm going to that hotel.

- Mr. Farnsworth. - A distinct pleasure, Mr. Favor.

To be perfectly frank, Gil, the reason we were anxious for you to arrive

was because that herd that was due just before yours never came in.

They tried to come straight through from Fort Bane.

Lost every animal.

- Poor fellas. - Mm, poor fellows, certainly,

but poor Junction City too.

We still have some dependence upon cattle here.

What happens to our economy if this happens often?

Guess it's like a new pair of boots, Mr. Farnsworth.

Bound to pinch at first.

Mr. Dennis has been telling me about your plans

for bringing in new business and all.

I hope everything works out the way you want.

It may take time, we're prepared for that.

Not much luck so far?

Well, you can't exactly say that.

We're making advances.

We've gotten together and mapped out the potential of Junction City,

the influence of the railroad, the river and all the surrounding geography.

So we have a pretty good idea of where the town should go in the future.

And we're making changes with that in mind.

Of course, uh, we're meeting some opposition

from certain elements who resist change,

but, uh, heh-heh-heh, they'll come around.

Well...

And, uh, just how do these plans affect the cattlemen?

Well, it is a bit complicated, Mr. Favor.

Why not try me, Mr. Farnsworth?

- Where have you been? - What's the matter?

The matter is, I've been waiting for two hours for you.

- Oh. - Oh?

- Look, I'm sorry about that. I just had-- - I'm the one who's sorry.

I've kept my father waiting with me, and Mr. Favor,

- who probably has plenty of things-- - Where's Mr. Favor?

With my father waiting for me waiting for you.

- Yeah, but where? - In the cloakroom.

Come on.

- Rooms. - Gentlemen, I told you before, I can't.

- They're taken. All of them. - We'll see.

All of them, they're-- Hey, gentlemen.

Check upstairs there, Mushy.

MANAGER: Gentlemen, they're taken.

Don't, please.

[MEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

All right, how much?

- Two in a room. - There's going to be trouble.

We know that!

- Give us two in a room, how much? - Plenty of rooms back there.

The whole hotel's empty.

- I don't think you got one-- - How about that?

[MEN CHATTERING LOUDLY]

It was raining, sheriff.

All right, put your weapons on the desk, come along.

We'll stay.

You'll do what you're told, now hop to it.

- No. SHERIFF: I ain't gonna say any more.

- Either you fellas get-- - Aah!

[MEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

MUSHY: You all right, Mr. Wishbone?

All right! Break it up!

All right, men, that'll do.

Anybody hurt?

- Guess we're all right. - That's nice.

I heard you was trying to bust up the place.

But I run into Rowdy and he says it ain't your fault.

From here, I'm not so sure though.

What you got to say about it?

Apparently, the only damage was to the furniture.

I'm sure Mr. Farnsworth will be satisfied

if everything is put back just the way it was.

What about the sheriff?

Whatever Mr. Farnsworth says.

Now, can you tell me why a pack of growed men

can't act responsible in a decent town?

Look, boss, it wasn't like that at all.

Then just how was it? It certainly don't seem like they're behaving themselves.

- But, uh-- - This seems like a nice enough town.

Leastwise, you could get cleaned up if you expect to be treated proper.

I knowed he wouldn't listen to us.

At least I could've gotten cleaned up?

- Oh, let's get out of here. - You stay right here.

Look, this decent town and these respectable friends of yours

have been treating our boys kind of bad.

It's about time you heard about it.

- Uh, ahem. Gil-- - Wait just a minute, will you, please?

While you were having a bath up here in your room,

the boys were trying to check into this hotel and were turned away.

They were turned away from the livery stable and the barber shop

and every other place they've tried to get into.

While we were having dinner in that fancy dining room,

they were eating beef and beans down at the cattle pens.

Now, that isn't everything, but that's just a good start.

They didn't cause any trouble till tonight.

Till tonight when it started to rain.

Is that about how it was, Mr. Dennis?

Well, I'll admit that, uh, it may seem to be that way to the boys, but, uh--

Oh, my men don't fit in to the plans you have laid out for your little town?

Yeah. Yeah, well, I can understand how you might feel.

Drovers do spend most of their time on the trail,

and it keeps them from all the schooling

and learning of fancy manners that they should have.

And I admit, it keeps them strangers to a bar of soap

and a change of clothes as often as they might like.

And they are a pretty noisy lot when they come into town,

I can't deny that.

Also, the fact that they push a herd of cattle

through country that would starve a goat to get them to your town

don't count for too much, I guess.

Even when you consider that fact

is gonna make ten times a better living for you than they'll ever know.

I can see how you would be offended by all the drinking and the gambling.

But what I wanna know is,

just exactly what are you offering them instead?

Mr. Farnsworth, Mr. Dennis, I know it may come as a shock,

but these steer pushers can be pretty reasonable men.

And you seem to be thinking people, from what you've told me

about the good things you want for your town.

Well, I want good treatment for my men.

What are you gonna do about it?

Well,

of course, we're sorry for any embarrassment

this little incident might have caused you, Gil.

Oh, I see.

Gentlemen,

I apologize.

If I hadn't been so busy getting my bones into a hot tub

and stuffing my belly, I would've taken better care of you, like I should.

I am sorry.

Now, Mr. Dennis, I think they'd like to hear from you,

that you're sorry about it too.

I really don't know what to say.

You don't, huh?

Can't think of a thing?

Well, you don't come up so bright all of a sudden, do you?

Mr. Farnsworth,

will you promise these men that this won't happen again?

Well, it seems you had me fooled right smartly.

But I'm beginning to sort it out now.

One thing, with all your big talk about resources and progress

and potential and planning about your town,

there's one thing that you forgot:

People. And until you do some thinking about it,

you ain't gonna have much of a town.

But then all my talking ain't gonna do much good,

so we'll save your tender sensibilities and we'll be on our way.

All right, boys, we're moving the herd to Lincolnville.

Wait a minute, Mr. Favor.

We had a deal.

That's right, buster, had.

Ben, we best have a little talk.

Last night, you, uh, promised me a conversation.

Will I see you again?

Tell me, uh,

do you, by any chance, have an aunt you could visit in Lincolnville?

- Omaha? - Heh.

- Dodge? - Abilene.

Abilene. Beautiful.

Yeah, they like us in Abilene.

- Hey, Mr. Favor! FAVOR: Yo?

Mr. Favor!

I got me a fine new suit wrapped away in my bedroll.

Yeah, I've heard about that suit.

No, what I mean is, when we get the herd to Lincolnville,

well, they got a real fine hotel there with a nice shiny dining room,

and I could put on my suit and slick down my hair and...

And?

And, uh, buy you dinner, Mr. Favor.

Why, thank you, Yo Yo.

I'll just take you up on that.

Just one thing, I hope you won't be ashamed of me though.

My little old suit's only got but one color.

[ALL LAUGHING]

Head them up!

Move them out!

[MEN WHISTLING AND YELLING]