All language subtitles for Rawhide T7EP08

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.

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?

You bet. MAN 2: Yeah.

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

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."

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.

But it's kind of romantic.

Change of heart?

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.

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.

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?

- Go.
- Well,

here goes nothing.

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.

Stay here.

- 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.

All right, you sheep dippers.

Five minutes, not
a second longer.

Ah.

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.

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

I've been working
on the railroad

All the livelong day

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 go on.

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.

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?

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.

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?

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.

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.

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.

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 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

I 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

I heard nobody knocking my knees

I heard nobody knocking my knees

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!

I heard nobody knocking my knees

I've got 10 tiny toes

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

I heard nobody knocking my knees

- 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?

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.

Help! Help!

Help! Help!

Help! Help!

Help...!

- Help...! Help...!
- Ow!

- Goldie...
- Aah!

There we go.

That ought to do it.

Easy, now.

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

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?
- 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.

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

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?

No!

Now, are we gonna
stand for that?

This guy's a rat polecat, boys.

He's leading you
down the garden path.

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

He's a woman-beater, a jailbird!

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

Yeah!

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!

- You handle this.
- Sheriff, help!

Let's go!

Help! Help...

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!

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!

- 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!

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

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.

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.

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

Hey, look!

- 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.

My pay train.

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...

- Go.
- Uh...

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.

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.

Head them up!

Move them out.

Come on there, get on, cows.

Head them up!

Move them out.