Rawhide (1959–1965): Season 1, Episode 12 - Incident of the Chubasco - full transcript
The herd must pass through a high pass and chubasco (high winds) so Favor picks up extra hands before he starts the push. The men are anything but trustworthy and loyal. That night an educated man Tom Bryan comes into camp driving a wagon looking for a job. Favor realizes he has no experience but decides he can use the man's wagon to haul the extra bedrolls of the new drovers. The next day in the daylight Rowdy sees Tom and instantly starts a fight with him. Favor breaks it up and eventually is told Tom was a prisoner in the war who "cooperated" with their captors. Jefferson Devereaux rides into camp asking to search it looking for his wife and the man who ran off with her but Favor refuses to let him. Later, when Rowdy finds a bridal veil, Favor learns Tom has Sally Devereaux with him. She tells Favor Devereaux paid her foster parents for her hand but she and Tom had planned to marry when she was of legal age. Devereaux returns to tell Favor if Sally and Tom are not turned over, his 40 men will take them. Sally shoots Jefferson in the arm. Later, the new hands want to turn Sally and Tom out but Favor stops them as Pete returns to tell him Devereaux has the pass guarded. Favor and some men attack Devereaux's men as Tom stands with a noose on him. When Sally shows her love is for Tom, Devereaux releases her and Tom.
Hyah!
?Rollin', rollin', rollin'?
Keep movin', movin', movin'?
Though they're disapprovin'?
Keep them dogies movin'?
Rawhide?
Don't try to understand 'em?
Just rope 'em, throw,
and brand 'em?
Soon we'll be livin'
high and wide?
My heart's calculatin'?
My true love will be waitin'?
Be waitin'
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?
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!
Hyah!
Rawhide...!?
Hyah!
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On a drive the days and nights
get mighty big.
There's a lot of danger
a man can understand...
and a lot he can't.
That's the kind I hate-
the kind I can't understand.
I'm Gil Favor- trail boss.
That's it.
It's just a high place.
The way Joe's been talking,
you'd think that Nolan Plateau
had two heads and was
spitting fire.
Rowdy, sometimes I think
you're so ignorant
you couldn't drive nails
in a snowbank.
Maybe it's just
that I don't spook
every time we look
at something hard to do.
How'd it go?
There's only a few men
willing to sign on.
They're afraid
of that place
up there like
it had monsters
on it.
Soon as the herd's watered,
better find
some good bed ground.
They'll need all the rest
they can get
before we hit
that plateau tomorrow.
And we'll need all
the extra riders
and supply wagons
we can get.
It's not much
of a town.
I don't think you're going
to be too happy
with the hands
I rounded up for you.
From what I hear we may
run into up there,
I'd say we don't
have much choice.
I say that is one
beautiful senorita.
I'm telling you,
you wouldn't know
a beautiful senorita
if you saw one.
Arkansas, you've been
around cows so long
that if a beautiful
woman even moos at you
you're going to try
to put her back in a herd.
Look, look, Riggs,
how could you ever think
that any muchacha but one
from my own people
could have such
beautiful legs
as that, huh?
You want to know
what I think?
Mmm?
I think you're
so drunk, boy,
that you couldn't
hit the ground
with that great, big
beautiful hat of yours
if you had two tries.
Well, maybe you're just
trying to play
the curly wolf
with me, huh, amigo?
I don't like
no curly wolves.
I don't care
what you...
My name's Favor.
I came here
to hire trail hands.
I'm paying a bonus
'cause our next stretch
is going to be rough,
and I need men bad.
But it looks like
I came to the wrong place.
Next.
What's your name?
Jess Riggs.
Experience?
Well, now, you're
not going to have
to hold my hand.
$30 wages plus $50 bonus
once we've got the cattle
over the high ground.
Well, that's cheap enough,
pushing cattle
over the plateau
this time of year.
Maybe it's
too cheap.
Well, I guess it's better
to die up on that rock
then in some
stinking hole
like this, huh?
Yeah. I go.
Mind if I ask
you something?
It's a free country.
What do they call
you Arkansas for?
Because of this,
my young friend.
Some of the outfits
I've worked for,
they call one of these
the Arkansas toothpick.
Break it off.
Caught a fella
outside of camp
snooping around.
Said he wanted
to join up.
He one of the men
you talked to today?
I never saw him
before,
and he's no cowhand.
He's one of them
fancy talking fellas
that spouts words
eight to the pound.
One thing is
he's got a good
sturdy-looking wagon.
Said he wanted
to talk to you.
Mr. Favor?
My name is Tom Bryan.
I heard you were
looking for men.
I'm looking for cowmen.
I'll do any job
you assign me.
I see.
Mr. Bryan, suppose
I asked you
to relieve the swing rider,
or help trim up the herd?
Well...
I'll do any job within
my limited ability.
Sorry.
Mr. Favor...
aren't you forgetting something
more valuable than my services?
My wagon.
With additional men,
you'll need some kind
of conveyance
for the added supplies.
You sound like
an educated man, Mr. Bryan,
not a trail drover.
What makes you want
to go along?
You can't eat
an education.
Have you heard what
we're liable to run into
up there on the plateau?
Mr. Favor, the fact remains
I'm a man, educated or not.
I heard you needed them.
Well, we could use
your wagon, all right.
And I suppose somewhere
we can use you.
$30 pay, plus $50
once we're over
the high stretch.
Thank you, Mr. Favor.
Thank you very much.
Come on in camp.
I'll have the cook
give you some grub.
I'm not hungry.
if you'll just tell me
where you want the wagon.
We'll make this
a bed wagon.
You'll carry bed rolls,
war bags,
things to lighten up
the horses.
Put it down by the remuda.
A remuda is where we keep
the horses, Mr. Bryan.
I suppose you will know
a horse when you see one?
Uh, yes, of course I will.
Good.
Riders coming, Boss.
How many?
Four. They don't
seem interested
in the cattle, though.
They're riding right past
that bit of ground.
Well...
It's Old Bull himself
who rides tonight.
You know him,
Arkansas?
Only to see him.
His name
is Jefferson Devereaux.
He's big man around here.
Own land as far
as eagle can fly.
Looks like an
old man to me.
He may be
a little long on years,
but no one has ever sawn
his horns off yet.
What do you reckon
he wants here now?
Whatever it is,
senor, he take it.
I'm Jefferson Devereaux.
And I'm...
Mister,
I'd know you
standing a mile away
with the skin
burned off your face.
You're a born
and bred cowman.
You can be
proud of that.
My name's Favor.
Climbing over the plateau
a little late, aren't you?
That's right.
Heard about the winds
that come up there
this time of the year?
I've heard.
Well, Texas beef's not used
to that sort of thing.
Most likely run
right off the mountain top
if you find a strong chubasco.
Uh, that's what we call
the dust storms
when the wind
comes up wholesale.
I hope to get the herd
through before that happens.
Well, then you've got
your work cut out for you,
so I won't keep you.
I, uh...
I'm looking for a man
and a woman
who are traveling together.
Can't describe the man
to you, never met him.
But it doesn't matter,
wherever the man is,
the woman will be.
There's no woman in this camp.
Then as soon as I
look around your camp
and talk to your men,
I'll leave.
Mr. Devereaux,
you and your men
are welcome to coffee,
but you're not going
to look around my camp,
and you're not going
to talk to my men.
Now, if you
don't want the coffee,
you're going to leave.
With a herd that size,
I'd say you signed on 20,
maybe 25 drovers.
Not that many.
Well, my outriders
have gone back to bring 40 men.
Oh?
Of course, it depends
what they find out
when they start asking around
where the woman is.
But... if she's within
five miles of your camp,
I'll be back.
40 men or 400,
you don't have the right
to ride into my camp.
Mister...
the woman I spoke of,
she gives me the right.
She's my wife.
Wishbone?
Yeah, boss?
You spot the North Star
last night?
I pointed that wagon
tongue right at it.
Good.
Mr. Favor,
this camp's nervous.
I heard men shuffling
around all night.
And it ain't just
that rock up there.
Devereaux's looking
for a woman.
Now, you seen any
running around
this camp lately?
Mr. Favor, it seems
like I ain't seen a woman
anywhere in ten years.
Well, then this camp's
got no reason
to be scared
of Devereaux.
Pete, pass the word
we follow the tongue
straight north.
It'll be an uphill climb
all day,
so double the riders
on swing and flank.
Signing on to push
cattle's one thing,
getting poisoned's
another altogether.
And this coffee of yours,
you got to chew it
before you can swallow it.
And as for your stew...
What's the matter
with it?
Is it got a little
too much bite to it?
Mushy!
Ain't I told you
greenhorns don't like
red ants for breakfast?
Oh, you're smart,
aren't youWhy, you...
Riggs!
Maybe you better
take up your station.
You ain't give me one yet.
Well, I'll give
you one now.
You ride drag.
Maybe if you eat
enough dust,
you'll get fond
of Wishbone's cooking.
Sally, please keep
out of sight.
Someone will see you.
We can't do this
to these people.
He'll follow.
Thank you.
Let's butt those saddles.
You hear meOff and on!
Riggs?
Senor Favor,
I think already
your men are starting
to get a little edgy, huh?
You going to find
that most men
who run into Devereaux
get a little edgy.
All right,
let's head 'em up!
Ride the drag!
They're dropping behind!
Riggs, you let this
happen again,
you'll be riding drag
to the other side
of the plateau,
you hear me?!
Yes, Mr. Favor.
You got all
the bedrolls
and war bags?
All in the back,
Mr. Favor.
Bryan, better tie down
the back flap.
Don't want any more dust
on that gear
than can be helped.
Yes, sir.
Stream ahead.
Chances are it's
the last we'll hit
till we get off
the plateau.
How's it look?
Well, there's
a real narrow hogback
that runs along there
with cut banks
that drop off
plum to China.
Cattle ever spook,
we got trouble.
And there's something else
up there, too,
besides the hogback.
Yeah, yeah,
I've seen him.
Boy, I call that
a morning's work.
We must have herded
those cows
about five miles since...
Break it up!
Rowdy, come on!
That's enough! Enough!
They didn't make a sound.
Just started trying
to kill each other.
What's going on
between you two?
Look, as long as I have
you for company,
I'll walk up
to the devil himself,
but there's no room
for you in this.
There's no room
at all.
What you think of
the plateau now,
Senor Favor?
I think it's high
and it's windy.
Yeah. I think
your cows are already
beginning to get
a little scared.
We'll make it.
You're coming into
the worst part now.
This land goes for maybe
20 miles, this table land.
Then at the north end
is the only way to get off.
One little path.
That's the only way.
Are the drop-offs
on the cut banks
as bad as they are here?
No part of it
gets any better
till you get through
that north pass.
The winds?
The wind?
Huh, at this time
of year,
you wait till
the big winds start.
Rowdy, you're on
first night guard
with the herd,
aren't you?
Yeah.
This winds making
the herd edgy.
See that none of the new hands
do anything to spook 'em.
Oh, Mr. Favor,
that visit
Jefferson Devereaux paid us
and that woman
he was looking for,
you know,
said it was his wife?
Yeah?
Well, I bet a man like Devereaux
would buy his wife
a pretty white veil like this.
Where'd this come from?
I just found it in this bush.
My guess is it came
from one of those wagons.
I unloaded the
bedrolls and the
war bags, Mr. Favor.
Anything else in the wagon?
No, just my things.
This one of your things, Bryan?
Open the wagon.
Tom.
What do you plan to do?
She your wife?
No.
She Devereaux's wife?
Yes.
Suppose she was your wife.
What would you expect me to do?
If you'll let me explain,
Mr. Favor.
Mr. Devereaux said he'd be back.
Try to explain it to him.
I came to tell you that...
I'm sorry for what I did.
But it was our only chance
of getting away from him.
When I first started
trailing cattle,
I worked for an old trail boss
who'd always warn his new men,
"There are only two
things to watch out for:
being left afoot...
and a decent woman."
You sure prove him out.
I told you I was sorry.
I gave your husband
reason to come shooting
his way into my camp.
Maybe some of my men
will be killed.
But it'll be all right,
because you're sorry.
Mr. Favor...
marriage is just a word.
It means different things
to different people.
You're just making it
easier by the minute
for me to do what
I have to do.
I never spent one night
in Jefferson Devereaux's home.
That's what I wanted
to explain to you.
It's no concern of
mine, Mrs. Devereaux.
That isn't the reason
you won't listen to
the truth, Mr. Favor.
Don't be ashamed
that you're frightened
of Jefferson Devereaux.
Most men are.
Up until two week ago,
I was living in St. Louis
with my foster parents.
That's where I met Tom.
We'd planned to be married
as soon as I reached legal age.
But my guardians
met Jefferson Devereaux
on one of his trips east.
He made them
a profitable offer
for my hand in marriage.
There was nothing
I could do.
But you are married
to Devereaux?
The wedding was yesterday.
It was during the party,
after the ceremony,
that Tom got to town,
and we'd planned
to run away long...
Well, you know the rest.
As I said, Mr. Favor,
marriage means different things
to different people.
What does it mean to you?
Don't move!
Be very still.
All right,
now turn around
but don't, at no time,
raise your voice.
I don't know
why I'm surprised,
Arkansas, but I am.
No, no, a man such as you
is never surprised
at anything
or anybody.
You saw the woman?
I saw.
You running out
on the drive?
You should have that
figured out by now.
You got $30 coming
for signing on.
You don't get the bonus.
You didn't see us
over the plateau.
The $50 bonus?
You didn't earn it.
I'll give you your pay now
and you can get out
without the other men
seeing you.
I'm not interested in your pay
or even the bonus.
You want to see me
turn the man and the woman
over to Devereaux.
Devereaux, he's going
to take 'em whenever he's ready.
Then what do you want?
Todo.
Everything.
What?
Look, I know
about you trail bosses.
I know the money you carry
in your saddlebags.
Enough to buy cattle
to replace the ones you lose,
hire new trail hands,
to pay your way
through the land of people
who don't want you
to go through.
I bet you, you got maybe
5,000 pesos in those saddlebags.
That's what I want.
All of it.
It's on the other side
of the fire.
Those are my men there.
I know.
That's why you're going
to be real careful
not to wake none of them up.
The first barrel here
is for you.
The second barrel
is for whichever one
you wake up,
even accidental-like.
Now move.
Take the money
out of the saddlebag
and put it on
the wagon wheel.
Come on, come on,
hurry up.
You know, things
are going to get
pretty rough around here
when Devereaux comes
for that man and woman.
That's why I need the money.
I got to have it to make
a start someplace else.
You leave it right
where it is, Arkansas.
Rowdy, you keep
your voice down.
Even if that bullet goes
right through my head,
I still got time to put both
barrels in Senor Favor.
Rowdy, when I tell you,
I want you to kill Arkansas.
Now maybe a dead man
can pull a trigger,
maybe he can't.
If he can, you can find
the trail log, map,
list of owners, list of buyers
in my saddlebags.
You'll be in charge of the herd.
Get them off this plateau
before the Chubasco hits
and Mr. Devereaux
comes in.
Senor Favor, you talk
like a man from the grave.
You understand me, Rowdy?
Yeah.
I believe you would
let me shoot you.
Now you know it wouldn't
stop your trail herd
from getting through.
Senor Favor, I've
listened to many men,
but I believe you.
Saw the light
quick enough, you...
Let him go,
Rowdy.
He could have shot.
He didn't.
You have no more
trouble with me.
Senor Favor,
if you permit,
I'd like to stay
with you.
I got a feeling
I can take your word on that.
Even when Mr. Devereaux
comes in?
Senor.
Favor, I'm coming in.
Alone.
Found her?
Last night.
I didn't know she was
in my camp.
It doesn't matter.
Is the man and the woman
ready to travel?
They don't want
to travel with you.
They don't have any choice.
Don't feel sorry for them,
Mr. Favor.
You don't have time
to feel sorry.
About those men I told
you I was sending for-
they're going to arrive at dawn,
40 of them.
What are you going to do
with your wife and Bryan,
if I turn them over to you?
You meanwhen
you turn them over.
As for my wife,
my plans haven't changed.
I want children.
And the man?
I've never
met him,
so my interest in him
is limited.
All I want to do is hang him.
I see.
So I should turn them
both over to you right now, hmm?
Well, you'd be doing everybody
a favor around here if you did.
If I don't?
As I said, Mr. Favor,
my men arrive at dawn.
Why don't I just pull you off
that horse and tie you up?
Your 40 men wouldn't
come riding in here
if they knew it meant a bullet
in your head, would they?
The reason you won't do that,
Mr. Favor,
is because you know
what I'm asking for is mine.
Rightfully and lawfully.
What your wife decides
is something
you'll have to settle
between the two of you,
but I'm not going to turn any
man over to you to be hanged.
You
understand?
I do.
But I don't think you do.
Mr. Favor,
maybe you don't care
about being killed, but we do.
We're quitting your outfit.
Arkansas?
Not me.
I like it
where I am.
Get back to camp.
That crazy Rowdy.
I don't know what's
come over him.
First it's clawing
in the dirt,
and now it's with guns.
Where is he?
Over at Tom's wagon.
All right,
yellow-belly.
Briggs have given you
a chance to pick it up.
Go ahead, I said pick it up.
I'll blow your head off.
Hold it!
Let her be.
Mr. Favor, I told you
this is no matter of yours.
Anything that happens on
this drive is my matter
and nobody's going
to forget it.
Now what's between
you and Bryan?
You let him tell you.
All right, I'll tell you.
I don't wonder he'd run off with
another man's wife.
I don't wonder
at nothing he'd do.
It was when my platoon
was captured by the Federals.
We were sent to a compound
down in Arizona.
He was supposed
to be a prisoner, too,
only he decided it was better
to get along-
that for him,
the war was over.
He gave him his parole,
he wouldn't try to escape.
While we were rotting in caves
80 feet below the ground,
he was up on top.
We saw the sun
maybe once a month
and he saw it every day.
He got all the food
and water he wanted.
And some of what
he got could have
saved some lives
down where we were.
Well, I'll tell you.
Everybody in that prison
made a pact.
First man to set his eyes
on Tom Bryan
was to stomp his life out.
There'll be no stomping the life
out of any man on this drive.
Our business is getting
this herd over that plateau.
Let's get some sleep
so we can do it.
Briggs, this throw down
your idea?
You know, Mr. Favor,
it seemed like
a good idea to me.
We let Rowdy kill this
high-talking yellow-belly,
woman would have
left camp
and you wouldn't
have had to step in.
Now, do you want to walk
back to your blanket
or do you want
to be knocked back?
Your husband
was here earlier.
He's coming back for you.
For both
of you.
Well, what do you think
I can do?
I've got 3,000 head of cattle
on top of a mountain
that's known for storms
that can blow us
all over the edge
if we don't get through in time.
I've only got half enough men.
Only six of them I can trust.
After what Rowdy said,
think I can
count on any help
from the others?
It's all right,
Mr. Favor, we understand.
Your responsibility is to
the people who hired you,
to get their cattle
through safely.
We have no right
to stand in your way.
We'll be ready when
Mr. Devereaux comes.
It's about time you started
pulling your weight
in this drive.
Go get a horse and relieve
Butler on night herd.
If you can't ride
the horse lead him,
just stay out there
until you're spelled.
Yes, sir.
Mr. Favor.
It doesn't matter
about me anymore,
but there's something I
want you to know about Tom.
He wasn't like Rowdy and
the others in that prison.
He felt the same way,
but he wasn't like them.
Well, some men are strong.
Others are not so strong.
Tom couldn't stay down there
with the others
or go through what they did.
Oh, he tried, but he just
couldn't bear up, so he gave in.
Well, he's paid
for it, Mr. Favor,
trying to live it down
inside himself ever since.
But some things you can
never pay for or live down...
and one of them
is being the way you are.
Oh...!
All right, fall out,
you brush poppers,
and see if it's there!
Fall out!
Mr. Favor.
I guess we tie on
our own bedrolls
and war bags this morning,
seeing as how we're
losing Bryan's wagon.
You can get
your grub.
Mr. Favor.
He's here.
Ten miles down
from the north pass
is Johnstown.
I'll release
Bryan there.
You want to see him
punished,
you can take it up
with the sheriff.
I see.
And my wife?
She's free to go with you
anytime she chooses.
We'll go back to the wagon
and ask her.
I thought I made it clear
it doesn't make any
difference what she decides.
It does to me.
To trail boss
a herd like that
means you're
pretty good...
that you specialize in
getting your cattle through,
not playing God.
I'll get my cattle
through.
And I'll get my wife.
Hold your fire!
I meant to kill you.
If you come any closer,
you'll have to kill me,
unless you want
to die yourself.
I only came
to demand what is my own.
In front of these people
and in front
of my own men,
you've shamed me.
I could raise my hand
and there'd be killing,
and you'd come to me
or you'd be dead.
I won't do that.
The only way
I can rub out my shame
is for you
to come to me on your own.
Begging! Crawling!
And before you
leave the plateau,
that will happen.
If she's got one
ounce of decency,
when she sees what's going
to happen to all of you,
she'll come to me
on her knees,
screaming for me
to take her back.
All right, rack up your gear.
Wishbone, tear them down.
Let's go, we got to get
this herd on the move.
Let's get off this rock
before we're blown off it.
What's everybody finding so
interesting up in the hills?
It's what we don't find
that makes the interest.
What do you think happened to
Devereaux and that army of his?
I wouldn't know.
You got that feeling,
Mr. Favor?
What feeling?
He isn't far away.
There's not a lot around
that next bend.
We're keeping
company, too.
According to the signs
Devereaux went by
not long ago.
Wind's getting
stronger.
How far is it to that
north pass, Pete?
With a little luck,
we ought to be down
by noon tomorrow.
Maybe we'd better not count
on any luck.
Rowdy, squeeze down the herd.
Keep the driving
as close as you can.
Right.
Cattle are
going down
as fast as we
can tail them up.
I don't think they
can take it anymore.
Then we just
keep tailing them up
every time they go down.
I told Rowdy
what Mrs. Devereaux said.
Didn't seem
to make much difference.
I want to thank you
for what you did for
us... with Devereaux.
It must have been
a difficult
decision for you.
How would you know?
It's true, I'm...
I'm a schoolteacher,
and I know nothing whatever
about the cattle business.
What a man does
is not so important
as how much he believes in it.
You've built something
for yourself
in the cattle business
because you believe in it,
and in protecting
two strangers,
you may have
destroyed
everything you've
made of your life.
It was my decision to make.
Yes...
and I... I wish I could say
it was the right decision,
but I can't...
because I just don't know.
Boss, did you
change your mind
about Bryan
and the lady?
What do you mean,
change my mind?
Well, I mean about
cutting their wagon out
like Devereaux said.
They go with us
all the way to Johnstown.
Well, I... I guess Riggs
has got ideas of his own.
He just pulled them out.
What do you think
you're trying to do, Riggs?
Well, I'll tell you, Mr. Favor.
I don't like the sight of blood,
especially when it's my own.
We were figuring on giving
Mr. Devereaux his prize package
and hanging on to our necks.
Anytime you think you're ready
to run this drive,
you let me know.
Hold on,
Mr. Favor.
You take a look over there,
will you?
That hide is off
a fresh-killed steer.
It's got your herd's
road brand on it.
Where'd this come from?
We found it just outside of camp
this morning
with that hanging rope on it.
I'd say Devereaux's painting
a pretty clear picture.
You either get him
the yellow-belly
to use that rope on,
or the rest of
your herd's going
to end up dead
just like this one,
and us right along with it.
Well, listen, Riggs,
there's only going to be one
trail boss with this outfit.
What's the matter
with you, Mr. Favor,
you bounced a saddle so long
you forgot how to count?
Devereaux's got twice
as many men as you have.
Riggs...
Hey, boss!
North pass
is just over the next rise.
All right! Squeeze
down the herd!
Let's move
off this rock!
All right, Riggs,
let's move out.
Mr. Favor, now I know
what Devereaux's had in mind
for us all along.
He's waiting for us
up at the pass.
You seen him?
Not exactly.
I didn't get that
from no bow and arrow.
There's the north pass.
Over there is where
the shot came from.
All right, Pete,
you hold here.
They might not stop
with just a shot
through your sleeve, you know.
Mr. Favor,
you got 3,000 head
to get through that pass,
only there may
notbea pass.
It's set with enough dynamite
up there
to close
it forever.
If they light
those fuses,
your only chance to
get off the plateau
alive is gone.
You can stop playing God,
Mr. Favor.
Mrs. Devereaux is coming to me,
just as I said
she would.
Devereaux was right.
I'm going up there to him.
I'll crawl up there
to him.
No, you won't.
It's Tom,
Mr. Favor.
He's gone
to Jefferson Devereaux.
He's going to let them kill him.
He hopes then Devereaux
will let the rest
of us through.
What do you think
of the yellow-bellynow?
You stay here.
Mr. Favor-
she's right.
Let her go.
She stays.
No, she doesn't!
Throw down your gun!
Senor.
Arkansas!
Like I... like I say to you
back in that stinking town,
is... better to die here
on the rock.
Is honor to die with you...
amigo.
Hold it!
Hold your fire!
Devereaux,
I'm coming out.
I'm putting up my gun,
Devereaux.
I'm coming out.
Hold it!
Go back, Mr. Favor!
There's nothing you can do!
Go back!
Can you hear me,
Devereaux?
Say what you've got to say,
but say it quick.
I didn't send Bryan up here.
He came up on his own.
He was willing to be hanged
if you'd leave
Sally alone.
There's one thing you haven't
thought of, Devereaux.
He didn't steal that girl
from you.
She was his in the first place.
It was you that
stole her from him.
You want to
live like that,
knowing you
stole her?
You want to face people
the rest of your life
wondering what they're thinking
about Jefferson Devereaux,
who wasn't man enough
to earn a wife.
Had to steal her.
All right, Mr. Devereaux,
here I am.
If you want me to crawl,
I'll crawl.
I'm begging you,
as you said I would.
Don't kill Tom.
Let him go
with the others.
I'm begging you.
What's it going to be,
Devereaux?
I'm having the marriage
rubbed off the books.
Pete, Rowdy...
take Tom and
the young lady
to the wagon.
I have a hunch a man like you
might even beat old Chubasco
through that pass.
Good luck.
Head 'em up, move 'em out!
?Rollin', rollin', rollin',
rollin', rollin', rollin'?
Keep rollin',
rollin', rollin'?
Though the streams
are swollen?
Keep them dogies rollin'?
Rawhide?
Through rain
and wind and weather?
Hell-bent for leather?
Wishin' my gal
was by my side?
All the things
I'm missin'?
Good vittles,
love and kissin'?
Are 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?
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!
Hyah!
?Rollin', rollin', rollin',
rollin', rollin', rollin'?
Hyah!
?Rollin', rollin', rollin'...?
?Rollin', rollin', rollin'?
Keep movin', movin', movin'?
Though they're disapprovin'?
Keep them dogies movin'?
Rawhide?
Don't try to understand 'em?
Just rope 'em, throw,
and brand 'em?
Soon we'll be livin'
high and wide?
My heart's calculatin'?
My true love will be waitin'?
Be waitin'
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?
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!
Hyah!
Rawhide...!?
Hyah!
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On a drive the days and nights
get mighty big.
There's a lot of danger
a man can understand...
and a lot he can't.
That's the kind I hate-
the kind I can't understand.
I'm Gil Favor- trail boss.
That's it.
It's just a high place.
The way Joe's been talking,
you'd think that Nolan Plateau
had two heads and was
spitting fire.
Rowdy, sometimes I think
you're so ignorant
you couldn't drive nails
in a snowbank.
Maybe it's just
that I don't spook
every time we look
at something hard to do.
How'd it go?
There's only a few men
willing to sign on.
They're afraid
of that place
up there like
it had monsters
on it.
Soon as the herd's watered,
better find
some good bed ground.
They'll need all the rest
they can get
before we hit
that plateau tomorrow.
And we'll need all
the extra riders
and supply wagons
we can get.
It's not much
of a town.
I don't think you're going
to be too happy
with the hands
I rounded up for you.
From what I hear we may
run into up there,
I'd say we don't
have much choice.
I say that is one
beautiful senorita.
I'm telling you,
you wouldn't know
a beautiful senorita
if you saw one.
Arkansas, you've been
around cows so long
that if a beautiful
woman even moos at you
you're going to try
to put her back in a herd.
Look, look, Riggs,
how could you ever think
that any muchacha but one
from my own people
could have such
beautiful legs
as that, huh?
You want to know
what I think?
Mmm?
I think you're
so drunk, boy,
that you couldn't
hit the ground
with that great, big
beautiful hat of yours
if you had two tries.
Well, maybe you're just
trying to play
the curly wolf
with me, huh, amigo?
I don't like
no curly wolves.
I don't care
what you...
My name's Favor.
I came here
to hire trail hands.
I'm paying a bonus
'cause our next stretch
is going to be rough,
and I need men bad.
But it looks like
I came to the wrong place.
Next.
What's your name?
Jess Riggs.
Experience?
Well, now, you're
not going to have
to hold my hand.
$30 wages plus $50 bonus
once we've got the cattle
over the high ground.
Well, that's cheap enough,
pushing cattle
over the plateau
this time of year.
Maybe it's
too cheap.
Well, I guess it's better
to die up on that rock
then in some
stinking hole
like this, huh?
Yeah. I go.
Mind if I ask
you something?
It's a free country.
What do they call
you Arkansas for?
Because of this,
my young friend.
Some of the outfits
I've worked for,
they call one of these
the Arkansas toothpick.
Break it off.
Caught a fella
outside of camp
snooping around.
Said he wanted
to join up.
He one of the men
you talked to today?
I never saw him
before,
and he's no cowhand.
He's one of them
fancy talking fellas
that spouts words
eight to the pound.
One thing is
he's got a good
sturdy-looking wagon.
Said he wanted
to talk to you.
Mr. Favor?
My name is Tom Bryan.
I heard you were
looking for men.
I'm looking for cowmen.
I'll do any job
you assign me.
I see.
Mr. Bryan, suppose
I asked you
to relieve the swing rider,
or help trim up the herd?
Well...
I'll do any job within
my limited ability.
Sorry.
Mr. Favor...
aren't you forgetting something
more valuable than my services?
My wagon.
With additional men,
you'll need some kind
of conveyance
for the added supplies.
You sound like
an educated man, Mr. Bryan,
not a trail drover.
What makes you want
to go along?
You can't eat
an education.
Have you heard what
we're liable to run into
up there on the plateau?
Mr. Favor, the fact remains
I'm a man, educated or not.
I heard you needed them.
Well, we could use
your wagon, all right.
And I suppose somewhere
we can use you.
$30 pay, plus $50
once we're over
the high stretch.
Thank you, Mr. Favor.
Thank you very much.
Come on in camp.
I'll have the cook
give you some grub.
I'm not hungry.
if you'll just tell me
where you want the wagon.
We'll make this
a bed wagon.
You'll carry bed rolls,
war bags,
things to lighten up
the horses.
Put it down by the remuda.
A remuda is where we keep
the horses, Mr. Bryan.
I suppose you will know
a horse when you see one?
Uh, yes, of course I will.
Good.
Riders coming, Boss.
How many?
Four. They don't
seem interested
in the cattle, though.
They're riding right past
that bit of ground.
Well...
It's Old Bull himself
who rides tonight.
You know him,
Arkansas?
Only to see him.
His name
is Jefferson Devereaux.
He's big man around here.
Own land as far
as eagle can fly.
Looks like an
old man to me.
He may be
a little long on years,
but no one has ever sawn
his horns off yet.
What do you reckon
he wants here now?
Whatever it is,
senor, he take it.
I'm Jefferson Devereaux.
And I'm...
Mister,
I'd know you
standing a mile away
with the skin
burned off your face.
You're a born
and bred cowman.
You can be
proud of that.
My name's Favor.
Climbing over the plateau
a little late, aren't you?
That's right.
Heard about the winds
that come up there
this time of the year?
I've heard.
Well, Texas beef's not used
to that sort of thing.
Most likely run
right off the mountain top
if you find a strong chubasco.
Uh, that's what we call
the dust storms
when the wind
comes up wholesale.
I hope to get the herd
through before that happens.
Well, then you've got
your work cut out for you,
so I won't keep you.
I, uh...
I'm looking for a man
and a woman
who are traveling together.
Can't describe the man
to you, never met him.
But it doesn't matter,
wherever the man is,
the woman will be.
There's no woman in this camp.
Then as soon as I
look around your camp
and talk to your men,
I'll leave.
Mr. Devereaux,
you and your men
are welcome to coffee,
but you're not going
to look around my camp,
and you're not going
to talk to my men.
Now, if you
don't want the coffee,
you're going to leave.
With a herd that size,
I'd say you signed on 20,
maybe 25 drovers.
Not that many.
Well, my outriders
have gone back to bring 40 men.
Oh?
Of course, it depends
what they find out
when they start asking around
where the woman is.
But... if she's within
five miles of your camp,
I'll be back.
40 men or 400,
you don't have the right
to ride into my camp.
Mister...
the woman I spoke of,
she gives me the right.
She's my wife.
Wishbone?
Yeah, boss?
You spot the North Star
last night?
I pointed that wagon
tongue right at it.
Good.
Mr. Favor,
this camp's nervous.
I heard men shuffling
around all night.
And it ain't just
that rock up there.
Devereaux's looking
for a woman.
Now, you seen any
running around
this camp lately?
Mr. Favor, it seems
like I ain't seen a woman
anywhere in ten years.
Well, then this camp's
got no reason
to be scared
of Devereaux.
Pete, pass the word
we follow the tongue
straight north.
It'll be an uphill climb
all day,
so double the riders
on swing and flank.
Signing on to push
cattle's one thing,
getting poisoned's
another altogether.
And this coffee of yours,
you got to chew it
before you can swallow it.
And as for your stew...
What's the matter
with it?
Is it got a little
too much bite to it?
Mushy!
Ain't I told you
greenhorns don't like
red ants for breakfast?
Oh, you're smart,
aren't youWhy, you...
Riggs!
Maybe you better
take up your station.
You ain't give me one yet.
Well, I'll give
you one now.
You ride drag.
Maybe if you eat
enough dust,
you'll get fond
of Wishbone's cooking.
Sally, please keep
out of sight.
Someone will see you.
We can't do this
to these people.
He'll follow.
Thank you.
Let's butt those saddles.
You hear meOff and on!
Riggs?
Senor Favor,
I think already
your men are starting
to get a little edgy, huh?
You going to find
that most men
who run into Devereaux
get a little edgy.
All right,
let's head 'em up!
Ride the drag!
They're dropping behind!
Riggs, you let this
happen again,
you'll be riding drag
to the other side
of the plateau,
you hear me?!
Yes, Mr. Favor.
You got all
the bedrolls
and war bags?
All in the back,
Mr. Favor.
Bryan, better tie down
the back flap.
Don't want any more dust
on that gear
than can be helped.
Yes, sir.
Stream ahead.
Chances are it's
the last we'll hit
till we get off
the plateau.
How's it look?
Well, there's
a real narrow hogback
that runs along there
with cut banks
that drop off
plum to China.
Cattle ever spook,
we got trouble.
And there's something else
up there, too,
besides the hogback.
Yeah, yeah,
I've seen him.
Boy, I call that
a morning's work.
We must have herded
those cows
about five miles since...
Break it up!
Rowdy, come on!
That's enough! Enough!
They didn't make a sound.
Just started trying
to kill each other.
What's going on
between you two?
Look, as long as I have
you for company,
I'll walk up
to the devil himself,
but there's no room
for you in this.
There's no room
at all.
What you think of
the plateau now,
Senor Favor?
I think it's high
and it's windy.
Yeah. I think
your cows are already
beginning to get
a little scared.
We'll make it.
You're coming into
the worst part now.
This land goes for maybe
20 miles, this table land.
Then at the north end
is the only way to get off.
One little path.
That's the only way.
Are the drop-offs
on the cut banks
as bad as they are here?
No part of it
gets any better
till you get through
that north pass.
The winds?
The wind?
Huh, at this time
of year,
you wait till
the big winds start.
Rowdy, you're on
first night guard
with the herd,
aren't you?
Yeah.
This winds making
the herd edgy.
See that none of the new hands
do anything to spook 'em.
Oh, Mr. Favor,
that visit
Jefferson Devereaux paid us
and that woman
he was looking for,
you know,
said it was his wife?
Yeah?
Well, I bet a man like Devereaux
would buy his wife
a pretty white veil like this.
Where'd this come from?
I just found it in this bush.
My guess is it came
from one of those wagons.
I unloaded the
bedrolls and the
war bags, Mr. Favor.
Anything else in the wagon?
No, just my things.
This one of your things, Bryan?
Open the wagon.
Tom.
What do you plan to do?
She your wife?
No.
She Devereaux's wife?
Yes.
Suppose she was your wife.
What would you expect me to do?
If you'll let me explain,
Mr. Favor.
Mr. Devereaux said he'd be back.
Try to explain it to him.
I came to tell you that...
I'm sorry for what I did.
But it was our only chance
of getting away from him.
When I first started
trailing cattle,
I worked for an old trail boss
who'd always warn his new men,
"There are only two
things to watch out for:
being left afoot...
and a decent woman."
You sure prove him out.
I told you I was sorry.
I gave your husband
reason to come shooting
his way into my camp.
Maybe some of my men
will be killed.
But it'll be all right,
because you're sorry.
Mr. Favor...
marriage is just a word.
It means different things
to different people.
You're just making it
easier by the minute
for me to do what
I have to do.
I never spent one night
in Jefferson Devereaux's home.
That's what I wanted
to explain to you.
It's no concern of
mine, Mrs. Devereaux.
That isn't the reason
you won't listen to
the truth, Mr. Favor.
Don't be ashamed
that you're frightened
of Jefferson Devereaux.
Most men are.
Up until two week ago,
I was living in St. Louis
with my foster parents.
That's where I met Tom.
We'd planned to be married
as soon as I reached legal age.
But my guardians
met Jefferson Devereaux
on one of his trips east.
He made them
a profitable offer
for my hand in marriage.
There was nothing
I could do.
But you are married
to Devereaux?
The wedding was yesterday.
It was during the party,
after the ceremony,
that Tom got to town,
and we'd planned
to run away long...
Well, you know the rest.
As I said, Mr. Favor,
marriage means different things
to different people.
What does it mean to you?
Don't move!
Be very still.
All right,
now turn around
but don't, at no time,
raise your voice.
I don't know
why I'm surprised,
Arkansas, but I am.
No, no, a man such as you
is never surprised
at anything
or anybody.
You saw the woman?
I saw.
You running out
on the drive?
You should have that
figured out by now.
You got $30 coming
for signing on.
You don't get the bonus.
You didn't see us
over the plateau.
The $50 bonus?
You didn't earn it.
I'll give you your pay now
and you can get out
without the other men
seeing you.
I'm not interested in your pay
or even the bonus.
You want to see me
turn the man and the woman
over to Devereaux.
Devereaux, he's going
to take 'em whenever he's ready.
Then what do you want?
Todo.
Everything.
What?
Look, I know
about you trail bosses.
I know the money you carry
in your saddlebags.
Enough to buy cattle
to replace the ones you lose,
hire new trail hands,
to pay your way
through the land of people
who don't want you
to go through.
I bet you, you got maybe
5,000 pesos in those saddlebags.
That's what I want.
All of it.
It's on the other side
of the fire.
Those are my men there.
I know.
That's why you're going
to be real careful
not to wake none of them up.
The first barrel here
is for you.
The second barrel
is for whichever one
you wake up,
even accidental-like.
Now move.
Take the money
out of the saddlebag
and put it on
the wagon wheel.
Come on, come on,
hurry up.
You know, things
are going to get
pretty rough around here
when Devereaux comes
for that man and woman.
That's why I need the money.
I got to have it to make
a start someplace else.
You leave it right
where it is, Arkansas.
Rowdy, you keep
your voice down.
Even if that bullet goes
right through my head,
I still got time to put both
barrels in Senor Favor.
Rowdy, when I tell you,
I want you to kill Arkansas.
Now maybe a dead man
can pull a trigger,
maybe he can't.
If he can, you can find
the trail log, map,
list of owners, list of buyers
in my saddlebags.
You'll be in charge of the herd.
Get them off this plateau
before the Chubasco hits
and Mr. Devereaux
comes in.
Senor Favor, you talk
like a man from the grave.
You understand me, Rowdy?
Yeah.
I believe you would
let me shoot you.
Now you know it wouldn't
stop your trail herd
from getting through.
Senor Favor, I've
listened to many men,
but I believe you.
Saw the light
quick enough, you...
Let him go,
Rowdy.
He could have shot.
He didn't.
You have no more
trouble with me.
Senor Favor,
if you permit,
I'd like to stay
with you.
I got a feeling
I can take your word on that.
Even when Mr. Devereaux
comes in?
Senor.
Favor, I'm coming in.
Alone.
Found her?
Last night.
I didn't know she was
in my camp.
It doesn't matter.
Is the man and the woman
ready to travel?
They don't want
to travel with you.
They don't have any choice.
Don't feel sorry for them,
Mr. Favor.
You don't have time
to feel sorry.
About those men I told
you I was sending for-
they're going to arrive at dawn,
40 of them.
What are you going to do
with your wife and Bryan,
if I turn them over to you?
You meanwhen
you turn them over.
As for my wife,
my plans haven't changed.
I want children.
And the man?
I've never
met him,
so my interest in him
is limited.
All I want to do is hang him.
I see.
So I should turn them
both over to you right now, hmm?
Well, you'd be doing everybody
a favor around here if you did.
If I don't?
As I said, Mr. Favor,
my men arrive at dawn.
Why don't I just pull you off
that horse and tie you up?
Your 40 men wouldn't
come riding in here
if they knew it meant a bullet
in your head, would they?
The reason you won't do that,
Mr. Favor,
is because you know
what I'm asking for is mine.
Rightfully and lawfully.
What your wife decides
is something
you'll have to settle
between the two of you,
but I'm not going to turn any
man over to you to be hanged.
You
understand?
I do.
But I don't think you do.
Mr. Favor,
maybe you don't care
about being killed, but we do.
We're quitting your outfit.
Arkansas?
Not me.
I like it
where I am.
Get back to camp.
That crazy Rowdy.
I don't know what's
come over him.
First it's clawing
in the dirt,
and now it's with guns.
Where is he?
Over at Tom's wagon.
All right,
yellow-belly.
Briggs have given you
a chance to pick it up.
Go ahead, I said pick it up.
I'll blow your head off.
Hold it!
Let her be.
Mr. Favor, I told you
this is no matter of yours.
Anything that happens on
this drive is my matter
and nobody's going
to forget it.
Now what's between
you and Bryan?
You let him tell you.
All right, I'll tell you.
I don't wonder he'd run off with
another man's wife.
I don't wonder
at nothing he'd do.
It was when my platoon
was captured by the Federals.
We were sent to a compound
down in Arizona.
He was supposed
to be a prisoner, too,
only he decided it was better
to get along-
that for him,
the war was over.
He gave him his parole,
he wouldn't try to escape.
While we were rotting in caves
80 feet below the ground,
he was up on top.
We saw the sun
maybe once a month
and he saw it every day.
He got all the food
and water he wanted.
And some of what
he got could have
saved some lives
down where we were.
Well, I'll tell you.
Everybody in that prison
made a pact.
First man to set his eyes
on Tom Bryan
was to stomp his life out.
There'll be no stomping the life
out of any man on this drive.
Our business is getting
this herd over that plateau.
Let's get some sleep
so we can do it.
Briggs, this throw down
your idea?
You know, Mr. Favor,
it seemed like
a good idea to me.
We let Rowdy kill this
high-talking yellow-belly,
woman would have
left camp
and you wouldn't
have had to step in.
Now, do you want to walk
back to your blanket
or do you want
to be knocked back?
Your husband
was here earlier.
He's coming back for you.
For both
of you.
Well, what do you think
I can do?
I've got 3,000 head of cattle
on top of a mountain
that's known for storms
that can blow us
all over the edge
if we don't get through in time.
I've only got half enough men.
Only six of them I can trust.
After what Rowdy said,
think I can
count on any help
from the others?
It's all right,
Mr. Favor, we understand.
Your responsibility is to
the people who hired you,
to get their cattle
through safely.
We have no right
to stand in your way.
We'll be ready when
Mr. Devereaux comes.
It's about time you started
pulling your weight
in this drive.
Go get a horse and relieve
Butler on night herd.
If you can't ride
the horse lead him,
just stay out there
until you're spelled.
Yes, sir.
Mr. Favor.
It doesn't matter
about me anymore,
but there's something I
want you to know about Tom.
He wasn't like Rowdy and
the others in that prison.
He felt the same way,
but he wasn't like them.
Well, some men are strong.
Others are not so strong.
Tom couldn't stay down there
with the others
or go through what they did.
Oh, he tried, but he just
couldn't bear up, so he gave in.
Well, he's paid
for it, Mr. Favor,
trying to live it down
inside himself ever since.
But some things you can
never pay for or live down...
and one of them
is being the way you are.
Oh...!
All right, fall out,
you brush poppers,
and see if it's there!
Fall out!
Mr. Favor.
I guess we tie on
our own bedrolls
and war bags this morning,
seeing as how we're
losing Bryan's wagon.
You can get
your grub.
Mr. Favor.
He's here.
Ten miles down
from the north pass
is Johnstown.
I'll release
Bryan there.
You want to see him
punished,
you can take it up
with the sheriff.
I see.
And my wife?
She's free to go with you
anytime she chooses.
We'll go back to the wagon
and ask her.
I thought I made it clear
it doesn't make any
difference what she decides.
It does to me.
To trail boss
a herd like that
means you're
pretty good...
that you specialize in
getting your cattle through,
not playing God.
I'll get my cattle
through.
And I'll get my wife.
Hold your fire!
I meant to kill you.
If you come any closer,
you'll have to kill me,
unless you want
to die yourself.
I only came
to demand what is my own.
In front of these people
and in front
of my own men,
you've shamed me.
I could raise my hand
and there'd be killing,
and you'd come to me
or you'd be dead.
I won't do that.
The only way
I can rub out my shame
is for you
to come to me on your own.
Begging! Crawling!
And before you
leave the plateau,
that will happen.
If she's got one
ounce of decency,
when she sees what's going
to happen to all of you,
she'll come to me
on her knees,
screaming for me
to take her back.
All right, rack up your gear.
Wishbone, tear them down.
Let's go, we got to get
this herd on the move.
Let's get off this rock
before we're blown off it.
What's everybody finding so
interesting up in the hills?
It's what we don't find
that makes the interest.
What do you think happened to
Devereaux and that army of his?
I wouldn't know.
You got that feeling,
Mr. Favor?
What feeling?
He isn't far away.
There's not a lot around
that next bend.
We're keeping
company, too.
According to the signs
Devereaux went by
not long ago.
Wind's getting
stronger.
How far is it to that
north pass, Pete?
With a little luck,
we ought to be down
by noon tomorrow.
Maybe we'd better not count
on any luck.
Rowdy, squeeze down the herd.
Keep the driving
as close as you can.
Right.
Cattle are
going down
as fast as we
can tail them up.
I don't think they
can take it anymore.
Then we just
keep tailing them up
every time they go down.
I told Rowdy
what Mrs. Devereaux said.
Didn't seem
to make much difference.
I want to thank you
for what you did for
us... with Devereaux.
It must have been
a difficult
decision for you.
How would you know?
It's true, I'm...
I'm a schoolteacher,
and I know nothing whatever
about the cattle business.
What a man does
is not so important
as how much he believes in it.
You've built something
for yourself
in the cattle business
because you believe in it,
and in protecting
two strangers,
you may have
destroyed
everything you've
made of your life.
It was my decision to make.
Yes...
and I... I wish I could say
it was the right decision,
but I can't...
because I just don't know.
Boss, did you
change your mind
about Bryan
and the lady?
What do you mean,
change my mind?
Well, I mean about
cutting their wagon out
like Devereaux said.
They go with us
all the way to Johnstown.
Well, I... I guess Riggs
has got ideas of his own.
He just pulled them out.
What do you think
you're trying to do, Riggs?
Well, I'll tell you, Mr. Favor.
I don't like the sight of blood,
especially when it's my own.
We were figuring on giving
Mr. Devereaux his prize package
and hanging on to our necks.
Anytime you think you're ready
to run this drive,
you let me know.
Hold on,
Mr. Favor.
You take a look over there,
will you?
That hide is off
a fresh-killed steer.
It's got your herd's
road brand on it.
Where'd this come from?
We found it just outside of camp
this morning
with that hanging rope on it.
I'd say Devereaux's painting
a pretty clear picture.
You either get him
the yellow-belly
to use that rope on,
or the rest of
your herd's going
to end up dead
just like this one,
and us right along with it.
Well, listen, Riggs,
there's only going to be one
trail boss with this outfit.
What's the matter
with you, Mr. Favor,
you bounced a saddle so long
you forgot how to count?
Devereaux's got twice
as many men as you have.
Riggs...
Hey, boss!
North pass
is just over the next rise.
All right! Squeeze
down the herd!
Let's move
off this rock!
All right, Riggs,
let's move out.
Mr. Favor, now I know
what Devereaux's had in mind
for us all along.
He's waiting for us
up at the pass.
You seen him?
Not exactly.
I didn't get that
from no bow and arrow.
There's the north pass.
Over there is where
the shot came from.
All right, Pete,
you hold here.
They might not stop
with just a shot
through your sleeve, you know.
Mr. Favor,
you got 3,000 head
to get through that pass,
only there may
notbea pass.
It's set with enough dynamite
up there
to close
it forever.
If they light
those fuses,
your only chance to
get off the plateau
alive is gone.
You can stop playing God,
Mr. Favor.
Mrs. Devereaux is coming to me,
just as I said
she would.
Devereaux was right.
I'm going up there to him.
I'll crawl up there
to him.
No, you won't.
It's Tom,
Mr. Favor.
He's gone
to Jefferson Devereaux.
He's going to let them kill him.
He hopes then Devereaux
will let the rest
of us through.
What do you think
of the yellow-bellynow?
You stay here.
Mr. Favor-
she's right.
Let her go.
She stays.
No, she doesn't!
Throw down your gun!
Senor.
Arkansas!
Like I... like I say to you
back in that stinking town,
is... better to die here
on the rock.
Is honor to die with you...
amigo.
Hold it!
Hold your fire!
Devereaux,
I'm coming out.
I'm putting up my gun,
Devereaux.
I'm coming out.
Hold it!
Go back, Mr. Favor!
There's nothing you can do!
Go back!
Can you hear me,
Devereaux?
Say what you've got to say,
but say it quick.
I didn't send Bryan up here.
He came up on his own.
He was willing to be hanged
if you'd leave
Sally alone.
There's one thing you haven't
thought of, Devereaux.
He didn't steal that girl
from you.
She was his in the first place.
It was you that
stole her from him.
You want to
live like that,
knowing you
stole her?
You want to face people
the rest of your life
wondering what they're thinking
about Jefferson Devereaux,
who wasn't man enough
to earn a wife.
Had to steal her.
All right, Mr. Devereaux,
here I am.
If you want me to crawl,
I'll crawl.
I'm begging you,
as you said I would.
Don't kill Tom.
Let him go
with the others.
I'm begging you.
What's it going to be,
Devereaux?
I'm having the marriage
rubbed off the books.
Pete, Rowdy...
take Tom and
the young lady
to the wagon.
I have a hunch a man like you
might even beat old Chubasco
through that pass.
Good luck.
Head 'em up, move 'em out!
?Rollin', rollin', rollin',
rollin', rollin', rollin'?
Keep rollin',
rollin', rollin'?
Though the streams
are swollen?
Keep them dogies rollin'?
Rawhide?
Through rain
and wind and weather?
Hell-bent for leather?
Wishin' my gal
was by my side?
All the things
I'm missin'?
Good vittles,
love and kissin'?
Are 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?
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!
Hyah!
?Rollin', rollin', rollin',
rollin', rollin', rollin'?
Hyah!
?Rollin', rollin', rollin'...?