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)

Brother, you know where Cougar Run Canyon is?

See that peak over there with the twin pines down to the right?

It's about, oh, half a mile or so below that.

What have you got in that bedroll, whiskey?

- Yeah, some. - Get it up.

I don't mind giving you a drink.

Get going.

Move!

Ho! Let's go.

Yeah, them.

Get away from her, boy. You ain't gonna get no tip.

[CHUCKLES]

That could've been the Crown Brothers.

Looks like they're heading for Cougar Run Canyon.

After 600 miles, this better be worth it.

What you gonna do if it ain't?

Same as you. Turn around and go back home 600 mile.

But I ain't going home poor.

Yeah, me neither. I like this kind of life.

Hey, you, do you speak English?

Better than you, feller.

Well, then after you, brother.

Uh-uh.

What's your name?

They call me Joe. Joe Spanish.

Where you from, brother?

Albuquerque. Where you from?

North Platte, North Dakota.

Yeah? Where are you headed?

Where you headed?

- To meet some friends I got. - Same as me.

Cougar Run Canyon?

Cougar Run Canyon.

Well,

let's go.

Right, brother.

But after you.

- Uh-uh. MAN: Forget it.

- Loy Slake. BOWIE: Howdy.

Howdy.

I want you to go back to Oxford, that's the nearest town.

There's a man there that we need.

Now, don't say anything that'll give us away

and don't get in a fight with him.

Just bring him back in one piece.

Quiet and no trouble.

He's a trail boss.

You shouldn't have any problems spotting him

with that beat-up hat of his.

We'll be waiting for you.

Don't feel too imposed on. I gotta get one too.

You mean, someone's telling you what to do?

You might say that, in a manner of speaking.

You know, this is gonna be bigger than I thought.

Let's go, Spanish.

MAN: Oh, sorry, Joseph, not this time.

Hey, what do you mean, "Not this time," you big cheapskate?

How come?

Gil Favor, you old renegade. Step in here and stop talking so much.

- Good to see you, Brew, old friend. - Sit down, sit down.

My, you look terrible.

One of these days you're gonna feel successful enough to buy a decent hat.

What in the ever-loving is wrong with that hat?

- I'm just about getting it broke in right. - Heh, heh, heh.

- Gil, how have you been? - Fine, fine, Brew.

What's this about you going on the wagon?

Who said I--? Oh, that. Nothing.

- How's Rowdy? - Oh, that big dumb kid,

what are you gonna say about him except he's healthy? And Phoebe?

Fine. Just fine. Off on a trip.

Hey, how about that? Good. Where to?

And she's got the kids with her too.

Soon as she returns we wanna have you for dinner again. Thursday?

As long as she doesn't hawk me about having a new hat.

Well, Gil, how about it? You ready to sell to me at a huge loss?

Like always, why not?

- You know the market? - You better believe I do.

Thirty-three dollars a head. Hm?

Uh, coffee?

What's this? You trying to soften me up with coffee instead of booze?

Afraid so, Gil.

- I'm offering $24 a head. - Oh, heh, heh.

At least you used to get me schlagered up with good champagne

before you'd start playing silly games.

How about it?

You are joking me, ain't you, Brew?

No, not joking.

What is it, Brew? Really in trouble?

Gil, I...

I have to make a low offer on your herd.

And without any advance this time.

I guess if you wanted me to know why, you would have told me, so I won't ask.

Thanks, Gil.

I'm temporarily short, that's all.

- I see. - And I can't go higher than $24.

But there's no other buyers, Gil. It's me or nothing.

No other buyers? How come?

Can't tell you.

All I know is I'm the only buyer in the area at the moment.

And I'm a $24 buyer.

Brew, you know I'd like to help you out,

but the owners back in Texas won't go for it.

Just this once, Gil.

You really have to have the deal on those terms, Brew?

Yep, I do.

Well, I can't go that far,

but I'll split difference.

Twenty-eight dollars a head, 48 hours to exercise the option.

- Gil, sell me the herd low. - Oh, Brew, I can't. Not at that price.

All right. Take it easy.

Look, I'll tell you what.

I can forgo my commission and get that back anytime.

Ten percent from $28, that brings it down to 25.20 a head.

But can't you come down that extra dollar-twenty?

Brew...

If I hold out a hundred head and sell them to the restaurants,

it might make up the difference.

Is that all right?

That's a deal.

- You want some coffee now? - Coffee? Are you kidding?

I need a drink.

- Mr. Favor? - That's right.

You got some beef for sale?

No, afraid not.

My name is Burnside and this is my partner, Mr. Spry.

Howdy.

We come 50 miles, wanted to offer you $32 a head.

Well, I'm sorry about that.

I'm afraid I've just sold them.

You think the man you just sold to would like to make a profit?

Of course, he would. You wanna buy the whole herd?

Indeed we do, Mr. Favor. Where can we find him?

- Up at the hotel. - Would you take us to him?

- Sure, why not? - Well, good.

First, I wanna get my contracts in my saddlebag.

Just take me a minute.

Mr. Favor, can you come over and look at these contracts?

Now empty your gun.

Now, you're going with us. Somebody wants to talk to you.

Oh, say, maybe we'd better stop over at the hotel anyways.

Well, if I don't pay my bill, they'll come looking--?

Don't you worry about your bill, we'll pay it. Now, let's go.

Ho!

Dinner.

Say,

you'd be Bowie Fiske, wouldn't you?

How'd you know?

Ugh. It finally come to me.

I hit a lot of towns, I have to kill a lot of time in the post offices.

And your partner here is probably Joe Spanish, huh?

I'll bet you got good marks in school, Favor,

and the rest of the kids couldn't stand you.

I was just wondering how come two such famous desperados

felt the need to work together.

Who said we needed to, Favor?

Well, if you don't, how come you're doing somebody else's dirty work?

Must be an awful big man, huh?

We'd better move out, Bowie.

Let's go. Come on.

Up. Everybody reach.

Hold it.

You let him carry a gun?

Now, how'd we do that?

Must've slipped our minds.

Mr. Favor, you know that carrying a loaded gun is dangerous.

Pow!

[LAUGHING]

So's we could get him out of town, we just let him look proper.

But he couldn't harm a fly.

So you're Favor, huh?

I'm Bolt Carson.

- Now, him, I never heard of. - Ha, ha, ha.

You better take it easy, Favor.

This one's a master with brass knuckles.

He's stupid but he fights good.

Well, you're supposed to be so good with a knife, huh, Bowie?

Well, I'll fight you anytime.

Right now if you wanna.

Why don't you go beat up on some old ladies, Bolt?

Now, go ahead, will you?

[DOOR CLOSES]

[DOOR OPENS]

Howdy.

The name's Favor. Gil Favor.

Gil Favor? The trail boss?

That's right.

What are you doing here?

- You know how come you're here? - No, I don't.

Horace Denver.

I'm a trail boss too.

Though not as big or as an important one as you are,

but I make a living at it.

Here, those swine came and took me right away from my herd.

I had to leave over 700 head out there with nothing but a 14-year-old boy.

I'm promising you, I'm gonna see every one of them behind bars.

They're not gonna get away with this.

Say, by any chance,

have you ever seen the men before that brought you in here?

No.

You sure?

Sure, I'm sure. Why?

Hm.

Why, I said.

Nothing.

Favor, you're holding something back, now, you speak up.

Look, first off, I would suggest that you calm down, Mr. Denver.

Calm down? I thought I was lucky when I found you in here.

I thought that you was a man who is used to standing up for his rights.

I wonder if they would've picked you up

if they realized they were picking up a buzz saw.

That's not a straight answer, Favor.

Mr. Denver,

do you realize that the young man that brought you in here

goes by the name of Malloy Slake?

You mean, that was Malloy Slake?

Yeah.

I thought he was doing 20 years.

So did I.

I let myself think I was being brought here to pay for a crossing toll.

This ain't no crossing toll.

Oh, that, it isn't.

Hey, did they search you when they brought you here?

- Uh... No. - Me neither.

So it ain't no robbery either.

I'm afraid you're right, Mr. Denver.

Afraid I'm right? Then you think it's something worse.

Mr. Denver,

I don't know why we're here.

But I do know that these are very dangerous men.

And it seems to me

that it would be the smart thing for you to take it easy for a while.

Frightened.

The great Gil Favor, frightened.

I would prefer to think of it as being discreet. Very discreet.

There is something very big going on here, it seems.

And it seems like we're not big enough to fight it at the moment.

Favor, you disappoint me.

I just wonder who's behind it.

It's gotta be somebody bigger than Malloy Slake.

And I can't even imagine who that might be.

Now, I heard them mention the name of Rian Powers.

[HORSES GALLOPING]

That could be the Crown Brothers.

You sure?

I've seen their picture in the paper a couple of times.

MAN 1: He sent us ahead. We're to say that he'll be here momentarily,

and to see that everything's prepared.

SLAKE: Don't you think he might be tired after that long ride?

MAN 1: Are you Loy Slake? SLAKE: That's right.

Hey, you're right. That's the biggest outlaw in America.

MAN 1: You ever seen him? SLAKE: No.

MAN 1: I don't think he'll worry about a rest.

Did you get the gold?

SLAKE: Yeah, I had somebody get it. MAN 1: Good.

Sounds like a bank job.

[DOORKNOB RATTLES]

I'm Harley Lear.

Each of these small sacks contains about $3,000 in gold.

If you want us to smuggle, the answer, flat-out, is no.

Argumentative, isn't he?

No, we don't want you to smuggle it. We want you to accept it.

By "we" I don't mean us. I mean Rian Powers.

Rian Powers wants you to accept it.

And who is Rian Powers?

MAN 2: You, you must be Loy Slake.

Well, I had no idea the deadliest man in America

would look so boyish, so unweary.

That is Rian Powers.

Excuse me.

MAN 2: Well, it wasn't easy.

It wasn't easy getting this conglomeration

of the most-wanted men in the U.S. together.

Well, now, which is which?

Never mind, we'll have time for that.

All I have to say is if you're wanted, I can't figure out why.

You are, without a doubt, the most repulsive, meanest,

ugliest-looking bunch of scum I've ever seen.

And who'd want that is more than I can understand.

You couldn't look any worse if you tried.

[LAUGHING]

Well, that is Rian Powers.

LEAR: He's in there, Rian.

Shake hands with Rian Powers.

Horseflesh and toilet water, what a smell.

POWERS: Come on now, Favor. Shake hands.

The exchanging of a grip means nothing,

except to seal an agreement, that is.

And we don't have any agreements, now, do we?

[POWERS CHUCKLES]

All we did was shake hands, man to man, without any obligation.

Still no obligation.

Nothing to be afraid of, Harley. Leave it open.

I wouldn't touch his money with a ten-foot pole.

I wouldn't do that, Mr. Denver.

- Why not? - Well, if for no other reason,

let's just say it seems sort of wasteful.

You sell out fast, don't you?

I'll hang on to it for you.

You change your mind, you want it back, just let me know.

Loy, you sure brought me a dandy.

Well, I'm just trying to do my part.

- What's his name? - Horace Denver.

Hm.

And he's real argumentative?

- Oh, yeah. Yeah, he's a real bobcat. - That's good.

Hey, tell me something. What do you want with him?

He's part of my plan, Slake. You'll find out when the time comes.

Now, bring Gil Favor to me.

Harley.

I want everyone outside.

How do you size up Favor?

He's just what we want.

Is he going to need influencing?

- I expect so. - I'm distressed to hear that, Rian.

Harley, if you have any more of these adolescent remorses, you can leave.

I can't be concerned with what you think.

There is much too much to do.

I'm sure you'll want to meet everyone.

By now you have a good idea of the caliber of men we've brought together.

And purely for the purpose, I might add, of meeting you.

Gentlemen, Mr. Favor.

Probably the best cattle boss in the United States,

and therefore, in the world.

Meet Loy Slake. Young, eager, cool.

You've heard of him.

He's wanted everywhere, but we've got him.

Myer Trask, a man who's never known fear and never known love.

A dangerous foe.

Jasper Roe and Copper Roberts.

They'll take anything in the Southwest that isn't bolted down

and then sell it for liquor and riotous living.

Bowie Fiske and Joe Spanish I believe you know already.

Bolt Carson, Culey Addison, you met on the trail.

Two renowned almost as much as Loy Slake, the Crown Brothers.

Mason Crown, Wilson Crown.

They've probably had their hands on as much gold as the men in the mint.

They haven't got a cent to show for it.

Their loss is our gain.

One newly callused fellow who rode 800 miles just to meet you,

Harley Lear, my left-hand man, who keeps track of my many plans.

And lastly but not leastly, Levi Windsor,

a member of the underworld in good standing

and our contact with them.

It's a full life.

A full life.

Now, go get your roommate.

We're going to have a little meeting in the living room.

To prevent any misunderstanding at this meeting,

put all your guns over here.

I guess we're about to get the long-awaited word.

I'm not so sure I wanna hear it.

Now, look, a show of independence

is not gonna help at this time, Mr. Denver.

Is that so?

And it's not gonna help any more after we hear their plans.

Now, just play the waiting game for a while.

You know, that big fine reputation of yours

is just so much hogwash, isn't it?

Were you just making a deal with Rian Powers?

I was just being interviewed like you was.

Interviewed? Now, what makes you think I was being interviewed?

- You gone loco? - Huh.

So the man lied to me.

What did you expect?

Look, whatever happens, do me one thing. Just sit tight for now.

I don't like this anymore than you do, believe me.

MAN 1: Six months? MAN 2: That's right.

[CHATTERING]

MAN 3: I ain't gonna wait too much longer.

MAN 4: What's he doing here?

All right.

You men are being organized

into the first cross-country, cross-industry group

of financial wizards in the United States.

- I'll tell you what I mean. MAN 5: I'm no wizard.

We are taking over the beef industry, gentlemen,

from top to bottom.

All the way from hoofed cattle on up to restaurants.

We can do this because beef is the only industry that turns on one man,

the trail boss.

If we can control the cattle under his command,

then that industry is ours.

Think about that.

We are going to organize the trail bosses, all of them.

They'll be forced to deal with our people,

acting as buyers at prices we set.

And once we have that cattle under control,

we will control all prices,

all the way from the railhead on up to the restaurants.

MAN 6: Sounds great. Let's do it. MAN 7: Yeah.

One major trail boss

setting the pattern by selling to our men

will cause others to follow and fall in line.

They'll have to.

Now, one reason will be

that there won't be any other place for them to go to.

And we have you outlaws helping us, preventing the old buyers

from re-establishing new avenues of commerce.

Well, that's all there is to it. It's as simple as that.

All we have to do is do it and keep others from doing it too.

I don't think we'll run into much resistance.

[MEN CHUCKLING]

How about you, Mr. Denver? Does this appeal to you?

Wouldn't you like to be rich instead of puny, like you are?

- No, I wouldn't-- - Easy, Denver, easy.

What you're proposing is an evil, vicious scheme.

It'll destroy the meat business as we know it.

And I, for one, want no part of it, now or ever.

And I'll do everything in my power

to prevent you taking the cattle business over.

Do I make myself clear?

Perfectly, Mr. Denver.

Well, Mr. Favor,

how do you like the way we get things done?

Are you impressed?

Oh, I was impressed, all right.

I'd venture to say that we all were.

Then I take it we can count on you for your help and advice.

I'll do everything I can.

Good, I was hoping you'd say that.

You won't be sorry, Favor. None of us will.

We're all going to be very rich from this.

And we're all going to be very good friends.

- Have a seat, señor. - No.

What's the matter?

You one of us, or ain't you?

I don't feel like sitting down, is that all right with you?

No, it ain't all right with me, and it ain't all right with them either.

Thank you for the seat.

That's better.

Yesterday a churchgoer, today an outlaw.

How's that for a colorful career on the range? Ha, ha, ha.

Spanish,

stop acting so ludicrous.

Mr. Favor.

Well, are you ready?

Ready? Ready for what?

I don't like seeing you on edge, Favor.

You're not having second thoughts about anything, are you?

I told you I'd help you and I will. Now, what more do you want?

Look, Favor, you don't have to sit over there with those men

if you don't want to.

I want you to think of yourself as an executive in this operation,

not a handyman like these others.

Well, thank you for the promotion.

Set up the table where I told you and bring the buyer out.

We've gotta close this fast and nail Favor.

- He's getting jumpy. - Right.

- You shouldn't let it get to you, Favor. - Oh, that?

You looking to be friendly?

We're gonna be working together.

I just hope under better conditions.

Yeah. Yeah, I hope so.

I don't like unnecessary killing.

Oh?

Favor, over here.

Sit down. Sit down, my friend.

We're going to have some pleasure by doing a little business,

making our first money together,

and under the eyes of all these witnesses.

Now, you just sign here.

Now, this says you sell one of your herd

to one of our buyers for $24 a head.

But I can't do that.

This line here.

I've already got an option out on my herd.

Options don't mean a thing.

Might be some legal repercussions. You wouldn't want that.

There won't be any legal repercussions.

Now sign, Favor.

Sign it. It's all right.

Hello, Gil.

Hello, Brew.

Thank you. Witness.

Everyone inside.

It's time for Mr. Favor's lecture to begin.

Here's how it works.

There are only three trails that have cattle on them at the moment,

each has a large herd.

The Santa Fe, the Jones and Plummer and the Chisholm.

Tie up these herds, plus mine,

and you control the four major herds in America that are ready for market.

Some 8- to 10,000 head of prime beef,

which can swing the market any way you want to.

Two days before these herds reach their destination,

a buyer, one of our men, naturally,

will arrive and start negotiating for the sale of the herd.

The trail boss will sell to him

because somehow or other no other buyers will show up.

If by any chance the trail boss becomes suspicious or hostile,

another buyer will be brought into the picture.

The two men will get angry with each other

and start competing in price, each trying to outbid the other.

That should pretty well cinch it and convince him.

But we shouldn't get greedy and start out at too low a price.

To keep it realistic, we should start out gradually.

One last thing.

The most important thing is

to convince a trail boss that you are on the level.

Best way to do that is be on the level.

If you can honestly say that the Favor herd has been sold to you,

then the other trail bosses will sell to you too.

And the next group of buyers going out will be able to say just exactly that.

And that is why I have been asked to come here, to set the pattern.

Right.

Any questions?

Yeah.

What if prices are real low and there's no market for beef?

That's just the situation we're looking for.

When there's an extra supply of beef,

we'll buy real cheap and keep it off the market.

After the prices have gone up, we'll make a killing.

We'll have all the big companies, including the railroads, begging.

Anything else?

You men can go.

You'll get your instructions tonight and ride out first thing in the morning.

I'm impressed.

I don't mind telling you I misjudged that man.

Under that hat he wears, there's a real brain.

You're going to be a great asset, Favor.

I'm afraid there's a little bit of a liability under this hat too.

You see, I want a piece of the action too.

- A what? - That's right.

You want me so bad, pay me.

And if I don't?

I guess you could kill me,

but, you see, I'm single, owe no ties, and so I haven't got too much to lose.

But you with your little scheme do,

and I figure that gives me a pretty good bargaining position.

I like a hard-headed businessman.

Good.

Then why don't we send him on his way and thrash out the details?

Get rid of Brew?

Well, there's no sense for anybody else to know

just how much you're gonna be taken for.

You heard the man, get going.

Bring Mr. Brewster's horse out front.

Goodbye, Brewster.

And remember, be very careful about the way you handle things.

Well, you can forget the big smile now, Mr. Powers.

I wasn't fooling. I think this is a pretty good chance for me.

I'll want 5 percent.

Two percent and it's a deal.

I've just run out of any helpful information.

Four percent.

Good, for a start.

Next year, another 3 and a half percent.

- We'll see. - Oh, I'll want it in writing.

Why in writing?

Well, now, that's the way all the big moguls do it, ain't it?

- Well, all right. - Good. Harley?

Mr. Powers will want you to write out a little note to me,

and I'll wanna have it read to all the men

so that they know who has the say-so when buying.

Favor,

you're getting a little power-mad, aren't you?

Well, don't we all?

All right, everybody inside. Joe Spanish, Fiske, Culey, come on.

Mr. Powers wants to talk to you.

Spare a few minutes.

As a matter of fact, I want you men to know

that I'm giving Favor a percentage of the profits.

SLAKE: How much? POWERS: How much?

Four.

He'll start at 4.

We'll see how things go, if they go well,

the next year he'll get more.

In the meantime, he'll be in charge of all the selling and buying of the cattle.

You'll take all your orders directly from him,

and me on occasion.

In the meantime, all we can do is fortify our plans and go ahead

and hope they work out.

[HORSE GALLOPING]

[GRUNTING]

Where's Favor?

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOTS CONTINUE]

I had to go along, Gil. They threatened my family.

I had to play a waiting game, same as you.

They gonna be all right?

I managed to get them out of town.

But I had to play along, hoping it wouldn't be found out.

- Waiting game's a bad game, isn't it? - The worst.

- One consolation, though. - What's that?

Word of this ever gets out,

it'll set us up as being two of the best cattlemen in the business.

Why else you think Phoebe would want you for dinner?

Oh, yeah. That's on Thursday night.

I'd kind of like to make that if we're still alive.

- You'll be alive. - What makes you so sure?

Well, you got to be.

I owe you money, you won't let yourself get killed.

You got a point there, Brew. Got a point.

Go on outside. Go on outside and get those guns.

Did you hear what I said? Go on out and get those weapons.

SLAKE: You go, Powers. It was your idea.

[GUNSHOT]

We'll all go out together. There's only two out there.

I said, you go.

Now, look, there's a half dozen rifles on those horses.

When I go out the front door, you go out the side window.

They can't cover both.

- Bowie. - All right.

[GUNSHOTS]

Spanish, go do it.

Hold it, Brew.

Powers?

Go ahead, strap it on.

- It won't fit. FAVOR: Then try it like it is.

Watch it, Gil.

SLAKE: Come over here, Favor.

Look, Loy, I don't blame you for being sore about me messing up the deal,

but let me explain something first.

Very good, Slake. Let him have it.

Tell me something, Harley.

Were you for or against the murder of Horace Denver?

I was against it, you know I was.

All right, then shut up, you understand?

It never would've worked anyways.

It just would've forced him to import foreign beef.

I don't wanna hear anything more about the cattle business, Favor.

Robbing trains is a good simple life.

All right, let's get out of here.

Now, that's careless of me. The gold.

Oh, yeah.

If I was the good-hearted outlaw that you read about in the newspapers,

why, I'd probably leave the gold with you for Denver's wife and the child.

But I'm not. I'm heartless.

Well, I guess we can work out as partners.

Why not?

But after you, brother.

[JOE CHUCKLES]

Huh.

I just got the feeling the ride back might be a little lonesome.

Get them up! Move them out!

[COWS MOOING AND COWBOYS YELLING]