All language subtitles for Rawhide S07E25 The Last Order.eng

Three sacks of flour and five pounds
of sugar and a pound of tobacco.

We got everything for a change.

Well?

Mr. Wishbone, I ain't never been
a man of the world.

You think this hat might help?

It isn't your hat needs changing,
it's your head.

[HORSE APPROACHING]

Stagecoach in yet?
I'm meeting a friend.

Just in time, stranger.

Coach stops here
every afternoon at 4.

Better get the coffee on the fire,
Jessie.

You stay put. I'll shoot the first one
that makes a move.

Put your hands down.
Act like nothing is wrong.

If you try to warn them,
you'll all be dead.

[GUNSHOTS]

Inside.

Give me the box. The box.

Well, I think I winged one of them.

You better ride into Cottonwood
and tell the sheriff fast.

You'll be wanting to join the posse,
won't you?

- Sorry, friend, no time.
- No time? Mister, that was a holdup.

There's five outlaws to hunt down,

and each one went off
in a different direction.

And we got 3,000 head of beeves
to ride herd on.

Now, that takes more men
than 50 outlaws.

Come on, Mushy.
Get the pistols and the sacks.

MUSHY:
Coffee, Mr. Scarlet?

Too tired to swallow, Mushy.

- Coffee, Mr. Quince?
- No, thanks, Mush.

- I figure it's 16 miles.
- Well, you better be ready.

[MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

You hear something strange?

- Like what?
- Listen.

MAN:
Colonel Reed, sir?

[RUSTLING]

Colonel Reed?

Sergeant Decker reporting.

Colonel--? Colonel Reed?

[GASPING]

Ser--
Sergeant Decker wishes to report

that the mission is accom--
Accomplished.

Hell, this is one of those
stagecoach robbers.

I told you I got one of them.

You reckon there's any money
in this box?

Well, one way to find out.

[ROWDY WHISTLES]

ROWDY:
Wow.

Ah, it says there's a thousand dollars
in every packet.

Wow.

Must be 50 packets in here, at least.

We better get it back soon.

There's gotta be a posse
out looking for it.

How can we do that?
It's two days' ride to Cottonwood.

That means anyone that was sent
would be gone for four days.

I can't even spare one man that long.

Yeah, that posse runs across one man
riding along with all this money,

- it's liable to get the wrong idea.
- What are we gonna do?

Only thing we can do,
take it with us to the next town.

That's six days ahead. Pine Valley.

It'll have to do. We'll turn it over to
the sheriff there and give him a report.

You mean, we have to ride herd
on $50,000?

I mean, you are gonna be riding herd
on 3,000 head of beef,

and that is all you got to worry about.

Wishbone, you take charge of it.

Rope it up good so nobody's tempted
to check it out.

- Keep it in the wagon at all times.
- Right.

Irv, Blaze, get some shovels,
spade him in.

The posse ain't gonna like it
if they find out we got the money

they spent all this time looking for.

I ain't worried about the posse.

It's him and the people
he was supposed to meet.

Wishbone said
there was some more with him.

It figures they expect to rendezvous
somewhere around here.

When he don't show up,
they're gonna come looking for him.

For $50,000, I guess they would.

[COWS MOOING
AND MEN YELLING]

I swear, I never thought
it could get no hotter.

Ah, you ain't started to boil yet.
Still the cool of the morning.

Hell you, Pete, I could've had me
a gentleman's job

tending bar down home.

I don't know why I signed up
on this drive again for anyway.

Oh, that's easy. It's light work,
short hours, good pay.

Beeves will turn to dust
if we don't get to water soon.

Where's the next water hole?

Salt Flat Springs.
It'll be a couple of days.

Two days?

Where you leading us?
By way of the Sahara?

Look, I ain't no Moses.

I can't touch one of these rocks
and make water spurt out of it.

Maybe if you could,
you might be of some use.

Who put the burr under his saddle?

Sometimes I wonder why I joined up
with this blasted drive.

Oh, that's easy. Light work,
short hours and good pay.

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

All right, Prince Charming.

If you're done beautifying yourself,
I'll show you about gathering firewood.

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir.

Well, what are you grinning about?

Nothing, Rowdy, nothing.
Just dreaming.

Well, it must be some dream.

Well, I'm in this rainstorm, see.

Only it ain't raining rain,
it's raining greenbacks.

And they're coming down faster
than I can catch them.

Yeah, well, what do you do with these
greenbacks after you get them?

[CHUCKLES]

Well, I ain't dreamed that far yet,
Rowdy.

Rowdy, if all that money was yours,
what would you do with it?

Ah. I don't know. Live high,
wide and wild for a while, I suppose.

Maybe even travel. Heh.

- What about you, Hey Soos?
- Oh, that's easy.

In the village where I come from, there
is small church with a high bell tower.

But there is no bell in the tower.
There was no money for a bell.

Bells?

Well, you can buy all the bells
you want, but I know what I'd do.

Why, I'd buy me the biggest,
fanciest saloon in town

and I'd hire me 12 of the prettiest gals
you ever saw.

And I'd dress them up
in silks and spangles--

Jim, would you like a partner
in that saloon?

- Not necessarily.
SCARLET: Heh.

You all seem
mighty pleased with yourselves.

What would you do, Mr. Favor?

Well, if you had the $50,000?

Well, that.

Well, since it ain't mine,

I ain't even thinking of spending
one red cent of it.

Couple fellas riding into camp.

- They alone?
- As far as I can tell.

McKEEVER:
Well, who's in charge here?

That'd be me. Name's Favor.
Trail boss here.

McKEEVER:
Glad to meet you, Mr. Favor.

I'm the deputy sheriff
of Carson County.

Jim Norton here and I
are with a posse

that's looking for five outlaws
that held up a stagecoach.

Well, I think you've come
to the right place,

and I'm glad to see you.

Just what do you know about them?

Well, I think we might have
some of what you're looking for.

Isn't your name McKeever?
Lieutenant McKeever?

Rowdy Yates! Ha, good to see you.

This man was my commanding officer
for over a year at Fort Yuma.

Good soldier too.

Well, now, this sure is
a stroke of luck,

running into an old
comrade-in-arms like Rowdy

and maybe catching up
with the men we've been hunting.

Uh, you did say you'd seen them,
Mr. Favor?

Well, one of them came into camp
last night,

but he keeled over dead
from a bullet wound.

Had a big box of money
with him though.

Well, you sure do have
what we're looking for.

Rowdy, I wish I had time to stick
around and jaw with you for a while,

but, uh, the posse is waiting for us,

and we got the rest
of those outlaws to find.

So with your permission, Mr. Favor,
I'll relieve you of that money box

- and we'll be on our way.
- Yeah, sure.

Quince, pick up the money box
from Wish.

Hey there! Just what are you doing
in the wagon?

Mr. Favor wants the money box.

Well, he put me in charge
of that box.

If he wants it, I'll take it to him.

Your troubles are over, Wish.

You can turn your box over
to the sheriff here.

Oh, that's good news.
I'm sure glad to get rid of--

Him. Well, he's one of the outlaws.
So is he.

First man that makes a move,
the trail boss gets it.

Keep your gun on him, Norton.

All right, mister, I'll take that box.

[GRUNTING]

Now you're in real trouble, Mr. Favor.

If you're smart, you'll give me that box
and let me ride out of here.

Get something to tie him up with.

Don't you understand?
I've got friends out there.

And when Norton tells them
what happened to me,

they'll come after me
and that money.

And they'll do whatever they have to,
to get me back.

There was only five of you
pulled that job,

and I got one of them.
Now we got you.

That only leaves three
against all of us.

There was only five that you saw.

There's twice that number
waiting at the rendezvous.

I want a guard on bigmouth
all the time.

Lenny, you'll take the first watch.

McKEEVER:
They'll come after me, Mr. Favor.

And if they have to kill
to get me back, they'll kill.

Isn't it part of a trail boss's job
to keep his men alive?

Or maybe you don't care
what happens to your men.

[LAUGHING]

What's so funny?

- You wouldn't understand.
- Well, try us.

Well, it is funny.

All of you risking your lives for money
that wasn't even stolen.

That's a lie.

Mushy and I saw you take the money
off that stagecoach

with our very own eyes.

Oh, sure, we took it,
but we didn't steal it.

We were reclaiming
what was rightfully ours.

My, oh, my. Ain't you got
the slick tongue now.

You can twist just about anything
around to your way of thinking,

- can't you?
- I'm telling the truth, Mr. Favor.

That money was stolen, all right.
Not by us, from us.

In a way some of it belongs to you too,
you and your men.

Just how in the ever-loving
do you figure that?

Well, you heard Rowdy say
I was an officer with the Rebs.

How many of you here
served with the South?

- I did.
- Most of us.

That's what I thought. Most of you.

That means you do have a claim
to that money.

Every man in the South
has a claim to it.

Are you trying to say we got
a legal claim to that money?

That's just what I'm saying.

- Can you prove that?
- Sure I can prove it.

Any of you here
ever hear of Reed's Folly?

Yeah, I was in the outfit.

Ran short of supplies
and ammunition.

Reed was trying to raise money
to replace it.

He raised over $50,000,
but before we got a chance to use it,

the war ended, so we hid it away.

We figured we'd need it
when the war started up again.

Except the war
ain't starting up again.

The feds knew about that money too.
They've been looking for it.

Last month they found it.

Confiscated it
for the U.S. government.

But that money doesn't belong
to the U.S. government.

Now, I got the authority
to open that box

and give every man jack of you $100.

You just let me leave here
with the rest.

A hundred dollars? That's more than
I make in three months on this drive.

That's more than you'd make
in ten years in prison.

Which is what you'd get if you took
any part of that money.

But, Mr. Favor, it was raised
for the South and we're the South.

After considering all sides
of the argument very carefully,

here's how it is.

No matter how you slice it,
that money is stole.

So that's the end of it.
I don't wanna hear no more about it.

You heard the big boss.

He'd rather see you die than share
in money that's rightfully yours.

Maybe you like working
for a man like that.

I sure wouldn't want him
for my boss.

Well, that sure was
a good breakfast, Wishbone.

I wish you'd been our mess chief
at Fort Yuma.

Yeah, well, if that's where you served,
I'm sure glad I didn't.

You thinking about your share
of that money, Quince?

You want your hundred dollars?

You bet your bottom dollar I want it.
Fat chance I've got at getting it.

[HORSE APPROACHING]

- Find them strays?
- Yeah, I found them.

Four of them. That is if you got
any use for slaughtered steers.

And even had the guts
to leave this note.

Well, I can tell you
what that note says.

It says this time they just kill beeves.

But unless you let me
and that money go,

the next time they'll be killing men.

- Do I read it right?
- You read it right.

Well, that note's from Colonel Reed,

and Colonel Reed
always means what he says.

Now, why don't you be smart
and do what he wants?

I want extra lookouts posted
point, flank and drag.

Yes, sir, men, you sure got
a stubborn trail boss.

He doesn't take money
that's rightfully his.

He doesn't even care
if his men get killed.

Let's go.

[MEN YELLING AND WHISTLING]

Any sign of the enemy yet?

They're out there, you know,
somewhere.

Find any trouble?

Ah, nothing, Rowdy.
I think they're just bluffing.

[GUNSHOT]

Take cover!

WISHBONE:
Let me see.

Right through the heart.

Mr. Favor.

FAVOR: Pete, shoot anything
that moves. Mushy, get that fire out.

- Any sign of them?
- I don't see nothing.

You don't need to worry for a while,
Mr. Favor. They made their point.

Now they'll give you time
to come to your senses

and let me and that money go.

Of course, if you don't, there'll be more
trouble waiting around the next bend.

And every other bend.

They killed one of my men
what didn't deserve it.

I got no wish to see your men die.

But of course you made the choice.

And there'll be more of you dying
unless he lets me go.

- The choice is still his.
- No, it ain't. The choice is ours.

I didn't sign on to get killed,
Mr. Favor.

If you don't let him go,
I'm pulling out.

Pay him off, Rowdy.

I want all the money
I'm entitled to, Mr. Favor.

Meaning?

Meaning my hundred dollars
from that box.

FAVOR: You get the money
you got coming to you and that's all.

Now, get out.

My share, Mr. Favor, now.

Pay him off, Rowdy.

Let him have his gun back.
He may need it to scare rabbits.

Pete?

You better get the extra tarp
on that wagon.

I'll take care of it.

I suppose you got
more troubles for me.

Well, just a little.

That water, we used most of it for
the fire. We're about down to nothing.

We'll be at Salt Flat Springs
tomorrow.

- There's plenty of water there.
- There better be.

You're a brave man, Mr. Favor.
And a stubborn one.

But a smart general knows
when to surrender.

I ain't no general.
Keep out of my way.

[MAN YAWNS]

Get a little shut-eye
and I'll take over for a while.

All right.

McKEEVER: I could drink a whole lot
easier if I weren't wearing these.

Well, I can't let you loose, lieutenant.
Sorry, Mr. Favor's orders.

You always were good
at taking orders.

You were the best sergeant
I ever had.

- What happened anyway?
- What do you mean?

I mean, what happened
to make you turn outlaw?

I'm no outlaw, Rowdy. I was telling
the truth about that money.

You trying to tell me this is the only job
you ever pulled?

No, I mean that when we do pull a job,
we do it for a cause we believe in.

Who's "we"?

Some of the old outfit.
Others who think as we do.

- How'd you get started?
- I was tired of drifting.

You remember how it was
in the Army.

It was a good life. We fought hard.

There was purpose and meaning
to what we were doing.

- Wars don't go on forever.
- No, they don't.

And suddenly I was out of uniform,
washed up.

You could've gotten yourself a job.

[SCOFFS]

Doing what? Cleaning saloons?
Pitching hay? Being a stable boy? Heh.

All I'd ever known was the Army.
There was no more Army.

Yeah, well, you could've gotten
something better than being an outlaw.

I did find something better.
I ran into Colonel Reed.

You know, when I, uh...

When I served under you,
you used to talk a lot about honor.

Where's the honor
in what you're doing now?

Honor means different things
to different men, Rowdy.

I believe in what I'm doing.

Doesn't it bother you a bit

that the rest of us are making out
all right out of uniform?

Or do you need a war
to feel like a man?

QUINCE:
I'll take over now, Rowdy.

You think about it, lieutenant.

I don't, uh... I don't see any honor
in being a renegade.

There it is, Salt Flat Springs.

FAVOR:
Phew.

Wait.

[SPITS]

Poison. Full of lye.

Get back! It's poisoned!

Boy, two swallows of that stuff
and we'd all be retching.

Well, I could've told you
it would be poisoned, Mr. Favor.

You see, Colonel Reed knew about
this water hole too.

You ready to talk business yet?

Pete, how far to next water?

About three days to Cactus Creek.

One thing about it,
they can't poison that whole creek.

Quarter of a canteen
for each man each day.

Not a drop more.

And for him, not a drop.

He goes without water,
he'll probably die of thirst.

His friends should've thought of that
when they poisoned the water hole.

All right, let's get going.

[MEN YELLING AND WHISTLING]

I shouldn't do this, senor.
Two swallows. No more.

You're a fool, Hey Soos.

You should never show quarter
to the enemy.

Am I really your enemy, senor?

How is he?

Keeled over right after
we made camp.

Too much heat and no water.
Figured he should stretch out.

I'll see you later, Scarlet.

Scarlet tells me you're beat, hm?

Well, I'm not planning to die,
if that's what you're waiting for.

Here, have some of that.

The morale in this outfit's low, Rowdy.
You drovers are weak men.

What makes you say that?

Mr. Favor gave an order,
no water for me.

You're the second man today
who's disobeyed it.

Oh, is that right?

Well, if Colonel Reed gave an order,
I suppose no one would disobey it.

You bet they wouldn't.
They're soldiers.

But we're not soldiers, lieutenant.

We don't like killing,
even if it's an enemy.

Maybe that's weakness
and maybe it's strength.

I don't suppose
you'd understand that though.

What's your reason
for disobeying orders, Rowdy?

You were a good officer once.
Maybe I owe it to you.

- What are you doing here?
- Checking on the prisoner, that's all.

Any checking needs to be done,
I'll do it. Out.

You come to surrender, Mr. Favor?

Here. Don't guzzle it.

Why?

Well, if I'm gonna turn you in
to the sheriff,

it'll look better turning in a live one
than a corpse.

And that's your only reason?

- Keep me alive so I can go to jail?
- What else?

You were an officer yourself,
Mr. Favor.

Let's talk soldier to soldier.

Is that any different
from talking man to man?

Yeah, soldiers live by
a different set of rules.

Rules of war.

You're losing this war, Mr. Favor.

You're being outmaneuvered,
out-deployed.

Your losses are mounting every day.

If you're a wise commander,
you'll come to terms with the enemy

- before he annihilates you.
- Yeah, but I ain't no commander.

The only war I'm fighting is to survive.

That battle of survival
has won more victories

than all the cannons
and the cavalry charges put together.

So I'll take my chances
on your Colonel Reed,

because he's just another man.

And from what I know of him,
not too much of a one at that.

[MEN YELLING AND WHISTLING]

- Thanks, Yates.
- Blasting powder.

They set the fuses just before
we came over that rise.

Your friend Colonel Reed again.

Why ain't that herd moving?
I didn't give orders for it to be stopped.

Look, if you fellas came to complain
about the ice water,

I'm afraid I can't help you.

It ain't that, Mr. Favor.
We're through.

You don't say?

That's right.
We've had it plumb up to here.

We don't aim to risk our lives anymore.

Why don't you give him his money box
and let him ride out of here?

Or you can take that herd
and push it.

Uh-huh.

- Is that how you all feel?
- That's right.

It ain't that we ain't stuck up for you,
Mr. Favor, because we have.

Already one man has been killed.

We've been set fire on,
the water has been poisoned,

but this explosion,
that's the last straw.

- Could have killed us all.
- I see.

So you want me to give this thief back
the money he stole and let him go.

- Is that it?
- That's right.

Maybe you'd like your share
of that money first.

Well, he did say you had some of it
coming, you know.

Not anymore, Mr. Favor.
It's blood money now.

Well, that's nice. That's real nice.

Because he's staying with us.
Him and the money.

If I let him go, I wouldn't be
any different than he is.

Then you just better pay us off,
Mr. Favor.

Now, wait just a minute.

Look, Mr. Favor has never
asked you men

to do anything
he wouldn't do himself.

What he says is true also.

You let these men
get away with this,

no telling who they're gonna rob
or kill next time.

You wouldn't want that on your little
consciences, now, would you?

You're always bragging
what great fighters you was in the war.

What's the matter,
you're afraid of a few renegades?

Don't beg, Wish.
Either they're up to staying or they ain't.

Mr. Favor, Mr. Favor! Hey Soos' horse
came in without him.

I found that note on the side of him.

It says if that lieutenant don't deliver
the money by noon, he'll be dead.

What do you got to say now,
Mr. Favor?

Just what I said before.
He stays with us, so does the money.

- But that's Hey Soos out there.
- know it!

Well, you can't leave him there
to get killed.

We gotta turn McKeever loose.

You're sure whistling another tune
mighty fast, ain't you?

You, how do you feel now?

Well, it's different now. The only way
we can get Hey Soos back

is trade McKeever for him,
then we ought to do it.

Mm.

When? When are you meatheads
ever gonna learn?

Those are renegades out there
you wanna deal with.

They got no honesty.
Their word don't mean nothing.

As long as each side has got
a hostage, it's still a standoff.

No matter what they threaten.

They won't kill Hey Soos
for fear that we'd kill McKeever.

As long as we got him, he's our
insurance that Hey Soos stays alive.

We'll trade when the odds favor us.

- Yeah, well, I don't see it that way.
- No, you don't.

Do you really think for one minute

that if we turn McKeever
and the money back

that they're gonna let Hey Soos go?

He could identify every one of them.

Smartest thing in the world
they could do is kill him,

and that's just what they'd do.

Look, these men are soldiers.
They're gonna fight by the rules of war.

They're trash. They got no rules.

In any case, this is the way it stands.

You can go along with the herd,

or you can tuck your tail
between your legs and take off.

We'll stay, Rowdy.

- I'll take over, Mushy.
- Thanks, Mr. Rowdy.

Think Colonel Reed means
what he said in that note?

He means it.

Hey Soos never hurt anybody
in his life.

I know that, Rowdy. I don't feel
any better about this than you do.

Look, there's only one way
to save Hey Soos.

Let me go with the money.

- Trust you?
- You trusted me once.

Yeah, but then you were
an officer and a gentleman.

I still am. When I give my word,
I keep it. It's a matter of honor.

Honor. What about Colonel Reed?

What happens if he doesn't agree
with your word?

You forget, Rowdy, Colonel Reed
is an officer and a gentleman too.

He'd respect my commitment.
I swear it.

- You know where to find them?
- I know.

It's Hey Soos' life.

All right. All right, you can go,
on one condition, that I go with you.

No, that'd complicate it.
Let me handle this alone.

You gave your word, and I'm gonna
give you a chance to honor it.

But I wanna make sure
Hey Soos is all right.

It's gonna be that or no deal at all.

Okay, let's get going.

It's all right, Cady.

Glad to see you back, lieutenant.

- You all right?
- Si, senor, I am fine.

Lieutenant McKeever
reporting back for duty, sir.

Welcome back, lieutenant.

- And brought the money, I see.
- Yes, sir.

Well, proves my strategy
was successful.

They were forced to surrender.

- Who's he?
- Rowdy Yates, sir.

He's ramrod of that trail ride.
He's the one who let me go.

Why'd he ride back with you?

I gave him my word we'd release that
drover to him, let him ride out of here.

Did absolutely right, lieutenant.

The objective being
to effect your release

and retrieve the money
by whatever means,

it was your duty to tell any lie
necessary to achieve that result.

But I wasn't lying, sir.

Mr. Yates, I'm glad you've come.

You can take a message
back to your trail boss for me.

I came here for this man, colonel.
I ain't leaving without him.

Well, I'm afraid you are, Mr. Yates.
We need him more than you do.

You gave me your word that he'd back
you up as an officer and a gentleman.

That's right, sir. I did.

And you did absolutely right,
lieutenant. I've told you that.

Any strategy at all
to outmaneuver the enemy.

This is your great colonel
that can do no wrong?

Now, Yates,
you tell your trail boss for me,

if he wants to see
your friend here stay alive,

he's to make no further effort
to rescue him

and give no information whatsoever
to any posse he might chance to meet.

In other words,
forget you ever saw us.

If he violates those conditions,
I'll have this man executed immediately.

Now you may leave, Mr. Yates.

You made a promise, lieutenant,
on an old friendship.

Sir, I did promise him.
On my honor.

There's no honor where the enemy
is concerned, lieutenant.

There's only defeat or victory.

Now, you've brought us
a very fine victory.

You should feel quite proud
of yourself.

[HORSE APPROACHING]

Welcome back, Mr. Yates.

- Hope you enjoyed your trip.
- Sorry.

You just had to go against orders,
didn't you?

You just had to do it your way.

Oh. Where's Hey Soos? That was
the whole point of the trip, wasn't it?

They wouldn't release him.

You've really fixed things up, Rowdy.

They got everything they want.

The lieutenant,
the money and Hey Soos.

- McKeever gave me his word.
- And you believed him.

We gotta go in there
after Hey Soos now, Mr. Favor.

No, no, Pete's right.
Wouldn't do any good now,

they got everything they want.
They're not about to be there.

Oh, they'll be there.

What makes you think so?

Well, I don't guess
that lieutenant friend of yours

checked the box too carefully to see if
all the money was there or not, huh?

- No, he trusted me.
- They shouldn't have trusted me.

Wasn't nothing but bags of sand
in that box.

Figured it would be too tempting
to somebody,

so I put it someplace else
a few days back.

- Well, that means something.
- Yeah, they ain't got what they want.

As long as Hey Soos
is worth $50,000 to them,

they ain't gonna lay a finger on him.

What are we gonna do now?

You? You don't do nothing!
You're through!

You're through as drover,
you're through as ramrod,

you're through as anything.

Now get out of here
as quick as you can.

Pete, we'll be going after Hey Soos.

I'll pick him up.
I'll take the money with me.

Just the two of you alone
going in there against all that bunch?

Just me alone.

Ain't how many that counts,
it's what you got to bargain with.

- Uh--
- You still here?

You're forgetting something,
aren't you?

What is it?

Well, I'm the only one who knows
where they're keeping Hey Soos,

so you gotta take me along.

Right, let's go.

Rowdy, how much further is it?

Oh, about a half hour's ride
in that direction.

All right, we'll leave the money here.

Pete, you'll be staying
with the money.

Rowdy and I aren't back
in a couple of hours,

you take it back with you
and get the herd moving.

I don't get it.

FAVOR:
Yeah, well, you ain't supposed to get it.

You're just supposed to be guarding.

So you get guarding.

I must congratulate you, Mr. Yates.

You completely outwitted
my naive lieutenant,

taking the money out of that box.

He didn't take it out, I did.
He thought it was still in there.

- Who is he?
- Gil Favor. He's the trail boss.

REED:
Well, now that's more like it.

One commander negotiating
with another.

All right, Mr. Favor.

It would appear we each have
something the other man wants.

How do you propose we resolve it?

Give us Hey Soos, you get the money.

You haven't brought the money.

Of course not.

REED: Where is it?
- About a half hour's ride from here.

And how do you propose I get it?

Let Hey Soos go with Mr. Yates
and myself,

and you can send two of your men
along with us.

They'll come back with the money,
we'll go our way.

How many of your drovers
are planted out there

ready to ambush any men
I might send?

I've got one man out there,

with orders to take the money back
if we don't show.

Why should I believe you,
Mr. Favor?

Well, like you do, I'll give you my word
as an ex-officer and gentleman.

No. No, I won't deal, Mr. Favor.

No smart commander
plays into the enemy's hand.

He makes the enemy play into his.

Now you hear my terms.

You ride out of here now, alone,
and you bring that money back.

Now, after you've done that,
I'll release you and your comrades.

No chance.

That promise has been made
and broken once already.

You'd prefer that we
have you all executed?

Oh, but then you'd never
get that money, would you?

That's quite right.
So I propose to do it one at a time.

- Lieutenant McKeever?
- Yes, sir?

Assemble a firing squad.

A firing squad?

Apparently, we have to convince
Mr. Favor that we mean what we say,

so we'll execute
one of his comrades.

And since, Mr. Yates,
you've been the most trouble,

I think you deserve the honor.

After that, lieutenant, we can let
Mr. Favor have a second opportunity

to bring us the money.

You'd really do that, colonel?

This is war, lieutenant.
We've got a battle to win.

Assemble a firing squad.

No, sir. There'll be no firing squad.

Lieutenant McKeever,
I'm your commanding officer.

I've given you a direct order.

You're not my commanding officer
anymore,

and the war is over, colonel,
only I've been too big a fool to know it.

Can't you see he's wrong?

These aren't soldiers we're fighting,
they're civilians.

Decent, law-abiding citizens.
We got no right to take their lives.

Lieutenant McKeever,
I'm sure I don't have to remind you

of the penalty for refusing to obey
a superior officer.

I order you for the last time,
assemble a firing squad.

No, sir.

Lieutenant?

[GUNSHOT]

As you were.

Colonel Reed is dead.

That means
I'm your commanding officer now.

But I don't demand your unquestioning
obedience as he did.

I have no stomach anymore
for firing squads and killings

in the name of a cause
that no longer exists.

We're not a military unit.

We're renegades.

Soldier puppets.

I know that now.

So I'm asking you
to disband this group here now.

Mount up and ride out of here

to whatever homes
you have left to go to.

It'd be easier, lieutenant,
if you'd order us to go.

No more orders, Cady.

I ask you to go.

We'll get you back to camp. Wishbone
will have you fixed up in no time.

I gave you my word of honor.
I meant it.

I never thought any different.

Hit them up!

Move them out!

[MEN YELLING AND WHISTLING]