Rawhide (1959–1965): Season 1, Episode 18 - Incident Below the Brazos - full transcript

Hyah!
?Rollin', rollin', rollin'?

Hyah!
?Rollin', rollin', rollin'?

Keep movin', movin', movin'?

Though they're disapprovin'?

Keep them dogies movin'?

Rawhide?

Don't try to understand '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!

In the trail towns,

they say the only thing wilder
than Texas steers

are the cowhands
who drive them.



So if a big herd is going
to reach the market,

there has to be someone
tough enough to handle the crew

and the cattle,

and anything else
that might get in the way

during a thousand slow,
grinding miles.

It's a job, and it's mine.

Gil Favor's my name,
Trail Boss.

How's it look up ahead, Pete?

Not bad.

About six miles
to the Brazos River.

Plenty of grass
for a couple of days.

Good. Good.
The herd's gaunted.

Needs a few days'
rest and graze.

I picked a place to camp
about a mile up the valley.

We'll have to hold
to the right, though,

because of some farms
over on the left side.

How close?

Plenty of room for the herd
without crossing their land.

Good.

Welcome to Paradise Valley.

Welcome?

I apologize for bringing them,

but I thought it better
by showing force now,

it might save us
from using it later.

This is Cort Wesley.

My name is Eli Becker.

Gil Favor, Rowdy Yates,
Pete Nolan.

I'll try to explain, Mr. Favor.

We just got through fighting
a war with you cattlemen.

We're farmers.
We didn't want to fight,

but the ranchers threatened
to drive us off our lands-

make us leave
Paradise Valley,
so we fought.

And won, apparently.

Nobody wins
a range war, Mr. Favor.

Mr. Favor, we work like slaves

to clear our land here,

get our
first crop planted.

For two years we
chopped down trees,

tore out root clumps,
lugged boulders away.

This year will prove
the fruit of our labor.

We're nursing our first harvest.

I hear there's plenty of room
in the valley.

We'll pass through
without getting near

any of the planted land.

You'd better.

If one of your men
or one of your beeves

trespass on our farms
or tramples one shoot...

I told you, we'll watch out.

These men here are well-armed.

I can raise five times
as many in two hours.

That adds up to a lot of odds.

It's enough.

Keep your stock off our lands.

No alibis, no excuses.

Or we'll wipe you out.

Like the man says,

"Welcome to Paradise Valley."

We still going
to stay and graze
the herd for a while?

I haven't noticed the beeves

gained any weight
in the past few minutes.

We'll stay.

Think this fellow Becker
is bluffing, boss?

Doesn't figure.

Rowdy, you better
stay with the herd.

Pete, let's take a look
at that campsite you found.

I've got a gal,
clean and tall?

I've got a gal
and that ain't all?

Sleeps in the kitchen,
with her feet in the hall?

Skip to my Lou,
my darling?

Skip, skip,
skip to my Lou?

Skip, skip, skip
to my Lou...?

Boss, those cattle
must have tin ears.

That caterwauling
of Quince's calms them down.

I'm about ready
to stampede myself.

You best plug
your ears then.

That's one thing we can't afford
in this valley- a stampede.

Boy, that's sure right.

Keep the ring herding tight,
keep those steers moving.

Looks like we're due
for a lightning storm.

That blue fire starts
crackling off their horns,

I want them
too tired to move.

What do you think
those farmers would do

if some of our cattle
stampeded their land?

Hope we never find out.

Whoa. Take it easy.
Whoa.

He really handles those
hammerheads, doesn't he?

He's a good wrangler.

He'll need some help
later on, though.

Tell Quince and Scarlet
to give him a hand.

Let's get after them!

Jesus, stay in camp!

We'll go after them.

Who is it?

Must have been
one of the farmers.

What can we do?

Nothing that's
going to help him.

Boy, that poor devil
didn't stand a chance.

Nope.

Doesn't seem real, boss.

One minute there's a man
standing there and then...

that.

Our horses trample a man

and we don't even know
who it is.

Why's a thing like
this have to happen?

Better see who he is.

KenKenKen!

We can't let her
come down here.

Stay here.

Hey!

I brought you some hot coffee
and sandwich...

Wait!

Don't go
down there, Miss.

Who are you?

I'm Gil Favor, trail boss
of a herd back there.

Where's my husband?

There's been
an accident.

Accident?

Wait.
It's Ken!

Don't go down
there, Miss, please. Please!

Come back!

Don't go down there!

Ma'am!

No!

Please, ma'am.

I've got
to go to my husband.

Let go of me,
I got to go to him.

There's nothing
you can do.

There's nothing...
No. No. No!

That's not my husband.

It's not even a man.

It's not... where's Ken?

Tell me, tell me,
where's Ken?

Where's Ken,
where's Ken?!

Sorry...

It was the lightning.

Some of our horses
broke loose.

We tried to catch them.

Your horses?

It's was your fault.

You, you murdered him.

You killed my husband.

No, listen to me, it was an
accident. It just happened.

It wasn't anybody's fault.

I better get someone
to look after her.

Is there someone I can get,
a friend, relative?

Where's the nearest farm?

Eli's Place.

That way.

About a mile.

Stay with her.

Eli Becker.

He's the one that
warned us about

keeping our stock
off his land.

Not going to start
a range war over an accident.

The woman needs help.

Get someone else, boss.

It doesn't matter.

It's better that he hears it
from me than someone else.

Well, who is cheating
who here?

You take it easy on him, Emily,
he's a tenderfoot you know.

Tenderfoot?
My left eyebrow.

Ha. Pretty-faced
card shark.

I swear he's
got 19 fingers

and every one
of them is crooked.

She's right, Eli,

I'm not fit company
for a decent lady.

You should have left me
in that saloon.

Well, I couldn't
do that.

You were spilling blood
all over Jake's floor

and he didn't have
any sawdust left.

Well, you still didn't
have to bring him here.

I don't know why
you can't bring home

stray dogs and cats
like other men do, Eli Becker.

Or else learn
to shoot straight.

You must have missed my pump
by two inches, you big farmer.

The trail boss
we met this morning.

What do you
want here?

Mr. Becker, there's...
there's been an accident.

I had my whole crew out
ring-herding the cattle.

But a bolt of lightning
hit near the remuda

and a bunch of horses
broke loose and stampeded.

On Anester land?

Next farm up.

Wade's place?
What happened?

We tried to catch them.

They headed down a ravine.

A man was working there.
They went over him.

Oh, no.

You mean Ken Wade?

Killed?

We'll need a wagon...

and his wife,
she's taking it real hard.

Millie.

Poor girl.

I'll get my things.

Millie...

Millie!

Eli!

Stop it, Eli, stop it!
You'll kill him.

Drop it, Eli. Drop it.

You don't want to shoot, Cort-

not to save the life
of this bloody-handed cattleman.

Not for him, I won't...

but to save you
from hanging for murder,

I'll bust your kneecaps
if I have to.

Drop it... now.

All right, Cort.

Cora, hitch up the wagon.

Take Minnie Lou
over to Millie's place.

I'll ride on ahead of
here with Mr. Favor.

You're a little more
dangerous than I thought.

Why... because I can control
my temper?

A grown man ought to be able to
exercise a little self-control.

You'll be needing this,
Mr. Favor.

It does seem likely.

Go on!

What happened?

Well, Mr. Fav...

Oh, easy, easy.

Eh, you'll be all right.

Where's Mrs. Wade?

I wasn't expecting
anything,

the way she was carrying on
and sort of out of her mind.

She got behind me
and hit me with a rock.

I said, where is Mrs. Wade?

I don't know.
She went home, I guess.

She can't stay up there alone.

Tell Cort I gone up
to get her.

Tell him I'm going
to bring her back
to our place.

Now, Mr. Favor...

your stock killed
one of our farmers
on his own place

in spite of my
warning to you.

You will hear
from me tomorrow

just what we're
going to do about it.

Well, the river's
not too high yet.

Not yet. It looks
like it may rain tonight.

There's been a storm brewing
in those mountains upriver

for the past two days.

If that's rain, it'll all drain
down into the Brazos.

We'll have a flood crest hitting
here in a couple of days.

Yeah, and it'll be
so high and fast,

we won't be able to
get the herd across.
That's right.

Well, don't you think
we ought to get 'em
across right away?

With this rainy season,
no telling when the
river will go down again.

We can't just ride off,
forget we were responsible

for a man being trampled
to death.

We'll have to do
everything we can.

But we've only got
two days of grazing.

If the herd gets
trapped on this
side of the river,

they'll starve to death.

Becker said he'd let us know
in the morning what he decides.

We'll wait till morning.

Your horse
throw you, Rowdy?

Boy, you need some
doctoring, boy.

I'm all right, Wish.

Your face don't look
like it did

when you left,
Mr. Favor.

Coffee hot?

Mushy, get a
couple of cups.

Jesus...

Senor Favor, you do
not find the horses?

They must've kept running
till they hit the river.

You gather 'em up.

Take as many men
as you need.

I will go and ask the
horses to come back.

I can do that
easier alone.

The horses will
listen to me when
they are not excited.

Jesus...

You run into anybody,
you keep your mouth shut.

Senor...
Just don't let 'em know
you're our wrangler.

Senor Favor, Jesus right now

is not very proud
to be your wrangler.

When you gather 'em up, you stay
clear of the planted land,

and try not to talk to anybody.

I will not talk, Senor Favor.

Only to my horses.

Here's your coffee, boss.

Well, now, the gloom
around you two's so thick

you could cut it
with a piece of string.

What happened?

Did the horses run
over some of the farmland?

They trampled one of
the farmers to death.

Boy, that's as bad a way
to die as there is.

This fellow, Becker...
the one that kept spouting off

about winning the war?

Did he have anything to do
with the way your face looks?

Forget it, Pete.

Becker tried to kill the boss
when he found out what happened.

Well, now,

anybody starts man-handling
the boss...

I ain't doing anything
for a moment, Mr. Favor.

I'd like to meet
this fellow Becker.

He couldn't help
what he did.

The man who was trampled to
death was his best friend.

Well, if you ask me,

Mr. Becker was more concerned
about the man's wife.

All he said was her name...

Let it go, Rowdy.

He'll be coming at us.

We going to
make a stand?

I don't know.

I just don't know.

We're camped right
on the road leading
from the farms.

You want us to
move the herd
away from here?

I keep seeing her face...

the way she looked
at what was left of her husband.

Just kept screaming.

Couldn't believe he was gone.

She was bringing
him coffee.

You want me to start passing out
the rifles and shells?

He said he'd let
us know what he...

wanted to do
about the accident
in the morning.

The way it sounds,
he's got his mind
made up already.

He's got those farmers
as well-armed as a brigade.

He's shown 'em
they can fight a war

and win it.

He might find us
a little tougher to chew.

We're outnumbered
four to one.

I can't ask any man
to fight against odds like that.

Any man wants out,
let him speak up now.

No blame to him.

What are you going
to do, Mr. Favor?

Was horses from my drive
that caused a man's death.

I can't walk away
from that...

but the more men stay,

the more lives
I might have to answer for.

One's enough.

We didn't exactly expect
a Sunday school outing

when we signed up.

We're part of this drive.

The horses are ours, too.

There you are.

You want any
more answers?

No. We'll keep
the camp here.

Take the herd off
about a mile.

You come get
your head doctored.

Millie?

Shouldn't you ought to be
in bed?

You're so thoughtful
of me, Eli...

so kind and considerate.

Well...

I guess you know
why I am.

I understand.

Millie...

you mean a...
Eli...

you're not going to
let Ken's murderers

go unpunished,
are you?

It's like my owing
a debt to Ken,

a debt I got to pay.

You know what
I'm saying.

Yes, Millie.

I was taking food
to him in the field.

He was so proud
of that field,

he could hardly wait
for it to come alive.

He worked...
so hard for it.

Eli, the men who did that...

They can't go unpunished.

They mustn't.

They won't, Millie.

I promise you that.

Why don't you
leave him alone?

Why, Minnie Lou,

I was only thanking
him for being so kind.

I know exactly
what you were doing, Millie,

and I don't like it.

Here.

Ew, no, I hate
onion soup.

Oh, it's only onions
and sugar.

It won't hurt you.

Open, or I'll hold your nose
and pour it down.

Ooh...

Minnie Lou...

I hope you understand.

That's the trouble.

I do.

I only want to see justice done.

You mean revenge.

They murdered my husband,

and I want
to see them pay for it.

Is that so terrible?

It is when you use Eli
to be your executioner.

All right, we'll meet
the men at the meadow.

Your rifle loaded?

Don't, Eli.

Don't what?

There's no reason
to start a war

over a tragic accident.

I'm not going to do anything
without good reason.

All I want to do
is investigate

and find out if Ken's death
was an accident.

If it was, I'll forget
the whole thing completely.

Fair enough?

Fair enough.

All right.

Boy, this Greener's a weapon.

Man wants
to do some real damage,

this is the thing to do it.

18 hard shot in each barrel.

Boy, it's hard to miss

when you're throwing out
36 chunks of lead.

Oh, I'd back a baby
against John Wesley Hardin

with a gun like this.

Why don't you just marry
that old gun

and be done with it, Wishbone?

I'll tell you now.

You treat a gun like this right,
she'll be a wife to you.

And a mother
and a lady friend, too.

You can depend on that.

What do you think is
going to happen, Pete?

I wish I knew.

I guess we all do.

Senor Boss, I
find the horses.

They are tired
and very sorry

they caused so
much trouble.

Good work, Jesus.

Now you get some grub
before it's all gone.

As soon
as you finish your coffee,

start breaking camp,
packing your gear.

Be ready to move out
when I give the word.

Are we waiting
for Becker

to make up
his mind?

I told him we'd
wait till morning.

Morning's
almost gone.

The weather won't
wait any longer.

We've lost a
whole day already.

Why, Jesus?

Yes, Senor Favor?

As soon as you finish,
saddle me a horse.

I'll do it pronto.

Where we
going, boss?

Becker farm
and find out.

Settle this thing
once and for all.

No need to go, boss.

Mushy?

Yes, sir.

Rifles ready?

All loaded
and stacked

inside the wagon,
Mr. Favor.

Pass them out.

Get near some cover.

We're not starting a war, Mushy,
just getting ready for it.

That's, uh, quite
a little army

you've got there, Mr. Becker.

Just farmers, Mr. Favor.

You must do all your
plowing with Winchesters.

Mr. Favor,
how did Ken Wade really die?

Like I told you.

It's kind of funny,
isn't it, that, uh,

just a few of the horses
break away like that

and the rest stay behind?

Who is your wrangler?

A good man who worked
as hard as he knew how

to keep those horses in.

Who is to blame, then?

The storm, the lightning.

Suit yourself.

Mr. Favor, who made the mistake?

What are you
looking for,

Mr. Becker,
someone to hang?

I'm only looking
to find out the truth.

You've heard the truth.

We're sorry for
what happened.

We want to make it
up to Mrs. Wade.

And we'll do
anything we can.

But it has to be soon.

There's high water
coming down the Brazos.

It's due any time.

Our herd has

to be across the river
before tomorrow.

Mr. Favor,

there's over 100 farmers
around here

who look to me for leadership.

And what does that mean?

Just this.

You're a cattleman.

I've told my people
what you cattlemen are like.

How you kill, and
you walk away.

Now if one cow or one man goes
toward that river there

before I find out
how Ken Wade died

and who is to blame,

there'll be over 100 men
down here

to see that you never
get there alive.

All right, pack
up your gear.

Let's wind it
up in a hurry.

How are we
for shells?

Well, we got plenty
of rifle shells

and enough.45s to fight a...

an army.

How about gauze,
laudanum, carbolic?

Plenty.

Senor Favor, I
want to thank you

for what you say
about me to that man.

I only said
what was true, Jesus.

No, Senor Boss.

I don't think so.

The horses were
in my care,

and they broke loose.

The fault is mine
and only mine.

I will go tell this

to Senor Becker
and his people.

You'll what?

Don't you like
living, boy?

Very much,
Senor Wishbone.

I am not a
very brave man.

But I am the one
Senor Becker wants.

When he knows this,

he will let the
rest of you go.

Mount up.

We're moving out.

All right,
Senor Boss.

You may only be
a wrangler, Jesus,

but you got all the makings
of a trail drover.

Thank you,
Senor Wishbone.

You know, Pete?

Hmm?

I've been thinking.

Yeah?

With all this talk
about fighting,

we've been forgetting
about Mrs. Wade.

The woman that
busted your head.

Yeah, well,
she was hurt real bad,

but she-she
couldn't help that.

Who's going to take care of her
now that her husband's gone?

She'll get along.

She's got Becker
on her side.

Aunt Minnie.

Where's Millie?

In the kitchen.

What was that for?

A tribute, my lovely lady.

Oh, sit down.

Show me how you
did that trick

with the red ten.

Well, that's cheating,
Minnie Lou.

Oh, never mind
the morality,
you pious fake.

Just show me how.

I'm keeping my promise, Millie.

The men are gathering
in the meadows.

By tomorrow, there won't be
a single cattleman alive

in Paradise Valley.

Oh, that's
good, Eli.

A farce.

All he did was taunt
the trail boss,

take a glance
around the ravine,

and that was
the whole investigation.

Then it means a war?

It can't be helped,

Aunt Minnie.

You can stop it
if you want to.

These people
out here made me their leader,

and I'm only doing
what they want me to.

After they're
all dead,

who'll be left
for you to lead?

He's doing what's right.

He's not giving them a chance.

They didn't give my Ken
a chance.

You're doing what's right.

The Bible says it.

"An eye for an eye."

And I'm grateful, Eli.

Hello.

Come in.

We came to see Mrs. Wade.

There's nothing you have to say
that Mrs. Wade wants to hear.

You don't look
like Mrs. Wade.

We only came to tell her
how sorry we were

about what happened
to her husband,

and to give her
this money.

Money?

Yeah. Uh, we
took up a
collection.

The whole crew
chipped in.

It's not
very much,

but it might
help a little.

Well, that's
very kind of you.

And very clever.

You can't pay money
for killing Ken Wade.

You can't buy your way
out of causing a man's death.

Now get out of here.

And don't forget
to take your blood
money with you.

You're not going
to save your
skins with that.

They were telling
the truth, Eli.

It's a trick.

Cort, let's get
down to the meadow.

Deal me out.

Deal me out, Eli.

Stop him,
Mrs. Wade.

Stop him?

Stop Eli.

You're the only one who can.

What kind of people are they?

They run their horses
on our field, crush...

crush the life
right out of a man,

and then try to pay
for it with money.

What kind of men,
Aunt Minnie?

Hard-working,
god-fearing
men, I suppose,

who tried to ease
your pain the only
way they knew how.

Blood money?

What good is it?

What can I buy with it?

After our first harvest, we...

we were hoping for a family.

Aunt Minnie,

can I buy Ken's children
with their money?

You can still stop Eli,
Mrs. Wade.

He hasn't finished
saddling the horse.

You're standing up
for those murderers.

Those men didn't kill
your husband.

One of their horses did.

Why don't you have Eli
go find the horse and shoot it?

It's not for
you to point the
avenging finger.

Unless you find
your finger

pointing towards
the heavens.

That's where the
lightning came from

that caused the horses
to bolt.

Oh, what are you saying?

What are you trying to do,
turn me against God?

Oh, the drovers
have sneaked back.

There after Eli now,
and you're letting them.

The drovers
didn't sneak back.

No. That's just Eli
testing his rifle and his aim.

Don't, Nancy.

Nancy!

Mr. Favor.

Cattle's fine, Mr. Favor.

Mm?
Grazing steady.

Good.

Putting on an ounce a minute,
one could say.

One could say.

I was just sitting here
thinking.

Scarlet, you know,

you sure are a
deep thinker.

Mr. Favor, why is our camp
so far away?

Better then a mile
from the herd.

We never did that.

Well, if it has to
be a shooting war,

I don't want to
jitter the herd.

Well, they could drive off
all of our cattle

before we could holler for you.

I don't think the
nesters are thieves.

They're going to make war
on us for nothing.

Still doesn't make
them cattle thieves.

I was just asking.

Oh, say, Joe,

who's Nancy?

Mr. Favor,
outfit's ready.

And roll or fight,
just say the word.

I wish it was up to me.

Mr. Favor?

I wish you'd speak
to Mr. Wishbone.

About what?

Well, for one thing,

he's got every
pocket stuffed

with shells for
the Greener.

And he wants to drive

with that shotgun
loaded and rested

between his legs
under the seat.

Well, Mr. Favor, if
we ever hit a bump,

he'd blow our hip
pockets clear over

to the state
of Kansas.

All right, I'll talk
to him about it.

Anything else?

Oh, Mr. Favor,

if those nesters
are all set to
wipe us out,

well, every trigger
finger counts.

Mm-hmm.

Mr. Wishbone won't
issue me a rifle.

Well, I'll talk to him
about that, too.

Boss, I been watching
that meadow.

Those nesters are gathering,

and there's lots
of them, and they're armed.

I talked to some men
on the riverbank.

They expect the crest
in about ten hours.

All right.

You two get the men
in the saddle

and start that herd
across the river.

Now?
Now.

And push them across fast.

I'll, um... I'll stall Becker.

How are you going to
get him to listen?

He'll listen.

I'll catch
up with you

as soon
as I can.

Wait a second. If you think

I'm going to let you
ride in there...

The order was
that you and Pete
get that herd

across the river.

That order stands.

Cort, you
can't stop him.

I have to, Minnie Lou...

or the blood of every man
who dies in this war

will be on Eli's hands.

Nobody can live
with that many ghosts.

Be careful.

You heard it.

Yes.

You know he won't be able
to stop Eli, not with words.

One of them will
be hurt, maybe killed.

Maybe both of them,
thanks to you.

No. I didn't
do anything.

You did all
that was necessary.

I tried to feel
sorry for you.

I know how it hurts.

How?

You've never even
had a husband to lose.

No, I never have,
that's right.

But there
was going to be.

We'd made plans
for five years.

Only the Comanches
took a hand.

When it was over,
I buried what was left.

My sister,

Eli's Ma...

and I buried his father
and his two older brothers.

Aunt Minnie...

Buried all
the hopes and dreams

me and Frank had,

and I took Eli to raise.

You're quite right, Millie.

I never have had
a husband to lose.

Aunt Minnie... I'm sorry.

Are you?

Let's see.

Let's talk about
Millie Wade,

who had two fine
and decent men

fall in love with her.

The first one died
in an accident

and then she
dirties up his memory

with hate and lust
for more blood
to be spilled.

No, Aunt Minnie,
I didn't, honest.

And the other one,
she uses his love

to twist him into
something evil and rotten

and drives him
to kill for her.

You're the only one
who could stop Eli.

Now, just how
sorry are you?

All right. We split up
into two sections.

The first section
will come up

from the river there
and the other one will...

Disarm him.

I'm the man responsible
for Wade's death.

You?

As trail boss,
I'm responsible

for everything that happens
on a drive, even accidents.

You know what you're saying?

If you got to have blood,

one man's is better then 40.

All I ask is a fair trial.

You're already tried in the
Bible, Favor, an eye for an eye.

Get that rope, Hornbeck.

The Bible also says
"thou shalt not kill."

Listen, Cort, you wanted
out of this, now stay out.

I'm going to make
these men see the truth.

They have too much
blind faith in you, Eli.

You men are entitled
to know what

your leader is leading
you into and why.

Let him have his say, Eli.

He ain't
a trail drover.

Eli's being used
and he's using you.

In his heart,
Eli knows it was an accident.

But Millie Wade thinks
she wants some blood spilled

as revenge for her husband.

Do you want to fight
a war for a man

who wasn't man enough
to get a woman

any other way?

Who are you?

You stare at me
like I look strange.

This is how
I dress for church.

This is how I think fitting
to go to my maker.

I'm Senor Favor'sremadero,
the man you want.

He has
the man he wants.

Get back
to the herd.

You were in charge of the remuda
when the horses broke away?

Jesus, get back to the herd.

I was the man.

The lightning hit the tree,
the horses scared,

and I'm not enough man
to hold them.

I don't know what Senor Favor
tell you, but this is the truth.

Quince, I want you
to turn the herd south.

South?

The Brazos is straight
ahead, northeast.

I know which way
the river is.

Turn them south.

What do you
think you're doing?

We're heading
for the meadow, Pete.

There's going to be
the devil to pay

when Mr. Favor
finds out about it.

He won't be in
any position to object,

unless we're somewhere
near to help.

Do you know which
way we're heading?!

The river's that way.

Rowdy knows that.

He's deliberately
going against orders

to see if Mr. Favor
needs any help.

Well, he ain't as green
behind the ears

as I thought.

What's holding us up?

I get privilege
of the last words?

All right, say them
but be quick.

To a man belong the right

to know
that he dies for something.

You make promise
to let Senor Favor,

his men, and his herd
go through?

I'm makin' no promises.

But Eli...

We got to set an example
that drovers

will hear about up and
down the Sedalia trail.

Eli, you were in
the army, weren't you?

Lieutenant Colonel,
New Hampshire Volunteers.

I want to check
a military point with you.

Well, do you think
this is the time?

This is exactly the time.

If you gave an order
in the army,

and that order turned out
to be wrong,

who was to blame?

The officer in charge, me.

Would you accept full
responsibility

for giving the wrong order
and expect to take

full punishment
for making the mistake?

I would.

Well, a trail drive
is run just like an army.

Strong discipline,
one man in charge.

I was in charge
when Ken Wade was killed.

I gave the order
to hold the herd

and make the camp.

If that order was wrong,
I gave it.

I was responsible.

You're right.

Take that off of him.

Get his horse out.

Get back to the camp.
Ya! Ya!

Bring in that horse.

You want to mount up?

All right, come on now,
we've got a job to do,

Get that on.

Now, listen! This is no
time to forget Ken Wade.

Remember how the life

was crushed
out of him.

Remember, it could
happen to any of us,

our wives, our children.

Get that on him.

Looks like they're
heading right for us.

I got a word for Mr. Favor
that concerns all of you.

Your gun.

All right, speak up.

The herd's heading in
the right direction, boss,

and they're ready.

Look, I don't know what you're
figuring, but don't try it.

If one cow comes
down that hill towards us,

your trail boss is gone.

That should be clear enough,
isn't itEven to you?

Is everyone around here
out of his mind?!

Look, I wave my hat
and those beeves come running.

Mr. Favor may be killed

but I can't just wave my hat
and stop these cattle.

He may be dead,
but the cows
don't know it.

They just keep coming,

and you're breaking your neck
to get out of their way.

This herd is going to run over
everything for ten miles.

There won't be a green spot
left in this valley.

Is that what you want?

Well, go ahead, let me know
about it, is that what you want?

Slap that horse
out from under him now.

Did you hear what I saidNow!

You just touch
that horse, mister.

You just try and touch it.

Eli!

Eli!

Eli...

Oh, Eli...

I didn't know what I was saying,

what I was doing.

When Ken died all I could
think of was to hurt back.

You mean you want me to let
Ken's murderers go unpunished?

It was an accident.

I know that now.

If we let them get away
with this this time,

next year other cattle drives

will feel free to trample
on our lands and our people.

I asked you to take revenge
for me, Eli.

Well, now,
I'm begging you to stop.

For me.

We just finished fighting a war

with the cattlemen
and we won it.

Because we were ready. Right?

We did keep on fighting
even though we did win.

We've got
to set an example.

We haven't been
bothered since, have we?

Well, have we?

I'm not forgetting
I owe my life to you, Eli.

There's a limit
how much a man can stand.

Rowdy.

It's over, Eli.

It's all over.

Want to come home?

Aunt Minnie will be there,

and so will Millie,

and, of course,
for what it's worth,

I'll be around.

Head them up.

Move them 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'...?