Rawhide (1959–1965): Season 3, Episode 17 - Incident of the New Start - full transcript

The crew minus Pete is at San Antonio preparing to start a new drive. Favor is told that 51 year old Jubal Wade is going to run this drive as he owns over half the herd. He wants Favor as his ramrod. Favor planned to turn down the job but when Pete arrives needing $100 he lost in poker, Favor is forced to take the job. Wade's young, beautiful wife has wandering eyes first for Rowdy and then the young hand Church. On the trail Wade ignores Favor's suggestions which proves to be a mistake. Church leaves the drive and Favor receives a letter from San Antonia that Church ran off with Wade's wife. When Wade later learns about it, he and Favor head back while Favor has the men ignore Wade's orders about the herd due to Comanches. Wade faces down Church not realizing Church had forced Wade's wife to return. Wade sends his wife away penniless. Favor and Wade return to the herd learning Favor was right to ignore Wade's orders. Wade turns the herd over to Favor and returns home.

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, throw
And brand 'em

Soon we'll be livin'
High and wide

My heart's calculatin'

My true love
Will be waitin'



Be waiting at the end
Of my ride

Move 'em on, head 'em up
Head 'em up, move 'em on

Move 'em on, head 'em up
Rawhide

Let 'em out, ride 'em in
Ride 'em in, let 'em out

Cut 'em out
Ride 'em in

Rawhide!

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Hyah!

Hyah!

Rawhide!

Hyah!

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Yeah, hey.
Ho-ho.

Heh. Yeah, and the saloon's
right over there.



Well, is it.

Right over there.

Why, you

big lug. What did
you do that for?

Oh, we're
fightin' now.

Any man who's still on
his feet who wants a job,

my name's Favor.
I need four hands

to fill out a crew
for Sedalia.

Sedalia?

You got the wrong play, mister.
I've been to Sedalia.

Seven dollars a week
and all the grub you can eat.

Man says they're offerin'
10 over on the Chisolm.

The man's a liar.

But if you want promises,
I'll throw in a bottle

of Kentucky liquor
every Thursday

and three blonds
to fan your brow

when you're
ridin' drag.

That a fact?
You want brunettes?

Couldn't make it a redhead.

He'll make it
pink and white pintos

if he has to. Heh.

Now, who's your cook?

G.W. Wishbone.

Cranky little cuss
about so high?

That is him.

Well, get out
the pen and ink.

Uh, this dough wrangler
know his business?

Friend, I understand he cooks
biscuits even you could chew.

All right,
you heel-squattin' counters,

didn't you hear
what the man said?

He wants a crew
for Sedalia.

How many do you need?
Four.

Man wants
four good men.

That's me
and one extra.

Webb Church.

Now, you just relax.
I'll work the whole thing out.

Come on, come on, come on.
What do you wanna do?

Die in a feather bed?

He's a real takeover
type, ain't he?

Well, leave him be.
He's doin' fine.

Oh, say,

as soon as he picks up
three more,

feed him a couple
of drinks

and bring him
over to Wade's ranch.

Where you goin'?

To see the man.

Mr. Parker.

Mr. Favor.

Looks like a stampede hit.
What happened?

Oh, uh, boys get a little
restless in town.

They'll settle down
once they're back to work.

Uh, got your crew filled?

Close enough, except my scout
ain't showed up yet.

But he'll probably
come back soon.

I think it'll be ready
in three, four days.

Yeah. Well, uh...

that's what I wanted to
talk to you about.

Oh, I couldn't cut it
much closer than that,

unless you wanted us
to brand all night.

Mr. Favor, we...

Come over to the Cattlemen's
Association with me.

We're havin' a meetin'.

All the owners.

We need you in on it.

Who appointed you?

Why, it's
just because

you have half the herd...

Howdy, Mr. Favor.
Gentlemen.

Hello,
Mr. Favor.

Well, come on.

You're the one
that wanted to see him.

How much did he tell you?

Not a thing.

I figured you had
the big mouth,

you might as well
do the talkin'.

Suits me.

You can draw pay
for the three days

you've been linin' up
a crew, Mr. Favor.

You're being replaced.

Replaced?

Why?

Has nothing to do
with your work.

I know your reputation.
It's a good one.

You can bet your last nickel
it's a good one,

because he gets
the job done.

Ask Kriegel.

Ask Blunt.

George, part of that
last herd was yours.

Any complaints?

He got my beeves through,

he got my price.

I say stick with him again.

That's what you say, huh?

Well, I don't.

I want a tougher man.

I want a man who can get the job
done faster than Mr. Favor.

Jubal, lis...
Do you wanna split the herd?

Your 1,600 couldn't
go it alone

any better than
my 500.

Sit down,
Jubal.

Mr. Favor...

I got 400 head of steers

I gotta get to market.

I can't afford
to do it on my own.

Now, wait a minute...

It's all right,
Mr. Parker.

Sixteen-hundred head is
a pretty convincin' argument.

Good day to you,
gentlemen.

Uh, Mr. Favor...

that drive's gonna need
all the experience it can get.

I'm askin' you
to go along anyway...

at the same salary,

if I have to pay it
out of my own pocket.

Just go along.

As what?

Ramrod.

No, thanks.

Oh, by the way,
who is the new trail boss?

You're lookin' at him.

Good luck.

Well, I got Church and
these three men over here

all signed up.

Great.

You know, that Church
has got more lip

than any muley cow
I've ever seen.

Somebody told him
we didn't have a scout,

so he says to me...
He says,

"Yates, don't worry
about the scout."

He says, "I'll
take care of it."

Imagine it. He's never even
been on the Sedalia Trail

in his life.

I said to him...
I says, "Church, look,

"being as you've
got all this talent,

why don't you just take over
bein' trail boss?"

You know, he says to me,
"Good idea."

So I said to him...
Huh.

What?
Do you ever slow down?

Well, I thought you'd be
interested in what happened.

Well, you thought wrong.

Yeah, I guess I did.

To bad luck.

Ahem. No, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

I know how you feel,

and I think you deserve
an explanation why it happened.

Look, you don't
owe me an explanation.

It happened.

Yeah. Listen.

How old would you say
I am, Mr. Favor?

Heh. Couldn't guess.

All right,
make a guess.

Hmm. Your 40s. Uh...

Forties? Mm. Mr. Favor,
I'll be 51 in March.

Well, congratulations.

Were you in the war?

Look, Mr. Wade...

They said I was
too old.

I was 40 when that war started.

I was the best trail boss
in the Southwest.

And I mean that.

I had just
gotten married,

and my wife
was 17.

She wanted me
to stay,

but I signed on with
a blockade runner, and...

they took us off Mobile,

September, '62.

And they sent us
to Camp Douglas.

That's just outside of Chicago.

Ever hear of
the place?

Yeah.

When I come outta there,
I weighed 93 pounds.

Consumption.

They hurried
my papers through,

so they wouldn't
bury me there.

I'm sorry.

Well... my wife
thought I was dead,

and I didn't let her know
any different.

I scared up a couple of dollars,

and I went to Arizona...

and bought some cows.

And l... Well, I hit it lucky.

At the end of
five years,

I got my lungs cleared up
and had a herd to boot.

And that's when
I come home...

...to this.

It's my wife,
Charity.

See?

Oh.

She's 27 now,

and prettier than
when I left.

And I got it
all back,

wife, health, money,

the same as it was.

Is it?

You got a real good ear,
Mr. Favor.

You hear it
stickin' in my craw,

don't you, that I'm 50
instead of 40.

When I left, the herds
were just going north.

I'm going with 'em
this time.

It's like closing
the circle, Mr. Favor.

I have to go.

You understand that?

I see you don't mind
killing yourself

to make a point.

Well, the point is
I won't kill myself.

Who you makin'
this point to?

Me... Jubal Wade.

Who else?

Well, that's it. And I just
wanted you to know that, uh,

there was nothing personal
in what I did.

Nothing against you, no.

As a matter of fact,
I want a second John Parker.

I'd be proud if you'd
come with me on the drive.

Oh, thanks, but
I'll find something else.

Where?

Season's done.
What about your men?

Well, they'll be
goin' with you.

They are if you're along
to handle 'em.

Look, these are some of
the best hands in the business.

Maybe, maybe not.

I'd just as soon pick a crew
from my own ranch.

Wait a minute...
And then I know.

I promised these men work.
Yeah.

They've given up good jobs.

Some of 'em even
have families.

I said I'd keep them
if you're the ramrod.

Now, I hope
you change your mind.

I'll hold the position open
until noon tomorrow.

Think it over.

Hi, boss.

Why, Pete.

Hey.

Heh. I just
noticed you were

registered here
in the hotel.

I thought I'd...
Yeah.

Yeah, well,
how are you?

I'm fine.

Just passi"
through. l...

Oh, passin' through, huh?

Oh, where?

I'm goin' out
to California.

California, huh?

Well...

Oh, uh, how's
old Wishbone?

Oh, fine. Fine.

Rowdy?

Just fine. Just fine.

Mushy?

Yeah, well. He's...
He's fine too.

Sure, every...
Everybody's fine.

Good.

Uh, I guess you've
hired yourself

a new scout by now.

No, as... As a matter
of fact, I haven't.

Uh, still shoppin' around.

Well, don't get
the wrong idea.

I'm... I'm not lookin'
for a job.

Oh, no, no.
No, Pete, I know.

Well, did you bring
my horse and saddle

back down the trail?

Sure. Got all your gear.

Pick it up any time you want.

Yes, I am too.

Am? What?

I'm lookin' for a job.

Pete...
Now, let me finish.

I've been here in San Antone
three days,

tryin' to make up my mind
whether to come and tell you,

but I'm sorry about
that fight.

Oh, now, that was just as much
my fault as it was yours.

No, it wasn't,
but...

Well, there's no scar.
Let's start it again.

Now, that's a good idea.

Uh, anyhow,
I'm flat broke

and ready to go
back to work.

You're broke?

I'm worse than that.

I gotta have a hundred dollars
by tomorrow night.

A hund...? A hundred
dollars?

Oh. What happened?

Fella filled
an inside straight.

You got nicked
in a poker game?

I thought you were
smarter than that.

Well, you gotta have
something to do

to pass the time.

Look, I had two bullets
and a king kicker.

And I picked up another ace.
I figured I had him.

Hm.

Oh, well, you don't need
the money right away, do you?

I mean, you could hold
this guy off, couldn't you?

They've been followin' me
all day.

Look, I wouldn't have
asked you for this,

but I know I can pay you back
before we get to Sedalia.

All you gotta do
is dock me

until we're clear.

Yeah.

Yeah, well, sure.
Sure. All right, Pete, I'll...

I'll get an advance
from the owners

first thing
in the mornin'.

Well, thanks,
boss. Um...

Um, it's good
to be back.

Hey. It's good to
have you back.

Uh, a drink?

Yeah, a drink.

I'll be glad to get outta
these things, I'll tell you.

Charity Wade.

Do you like it?

I still don't see

why you have to burn
them all again, Jubal.

Well, I told you,
it's the law.

You gotta have
a road brand,

so as every steer in the drive
is marked the same.

Oh, I thought
you'd be pleased.

Well, think how it hurts.

Oh, now. It don't hurt.

Steer's hide ain't like
your skin, Chary.

Lucky mine's softer.

You'd be wanting
to brand me too.

Oh, might be a way
to prove ownership.

Go ahead, Ern.

All right, let's
start the brandin'.

Uh, what's goin' on
out there?

Puttin' the road brand on,
ain't they?

The road brand without
the boss's say so?

What do you think
you're doin'?

Well, I'm gonna
put the trail brand on.

Who made up that brand?
Mr. Wade.

I don't know whether
you know it or not,

but the trail boss
makes up

the trail brand,
not the owner.

Now, put that
back in there.

You deaf or something?
Put it back.

Friend, maybe you'd like to
wear this across your face.

You just try that.

All right, men.
Come on, Rowdy.

Jubal.

Stay here.

Rowdy.
Thattaboy, Rowdy.

Get up, Rowdy.

Yeah, Rowdy, get up.

All right, quit it.

All right, quit it, I said.

I said... quit it.

Uh... What's
the matter here?

This flannel mouth
tried to stop the brandin'.

No one brands until
the trail boss says so.

The trail boss
did say so.

You're a liar.

Rowdy!

Oh, am I glad
to see you.

What's
goin' on?

Tell these people who
the trail boss is, will you?

That'd be Mr. Wade.

Are you...?
Are you jokin'?

Is that job still open?

Still open.

You've got yourself a ramrod.

A ram...? Uh, wha...?

Come on. Ride over
to the house...

No, it's
nothin'.

Look, come on.
Come on.

Mr. Favor. I wanna
thank you on behalf of...

Of all
the owners.

Mr. Parker, I'll
need an advance

of a hundred
dollars.

Of course.

Boss...

I see what's
goin' on here.

I don't need the money
that bad.

Next time a man
draws one card

and stays for
two rounds...

please fold.

I see what you mean.
Thanks.

Church, you ride over and
tell Rowdy I wanna see him.

Right, boss.

This'll take some of
the sting out of it.

Open your shirt.

What's that?

Just butter.
Open your shirt.

Oh, no. It really
doesn't hurt, uh, ma'am.

I don't believe I've seen you

around here before, Mr...

Uh, Yates.
Uh, Rowdy Yates.

No, I don't
generally spend

much time around
San Antone.

I imagine it gets lonely

driving the herd north.

Well, it's not
really too bad.

I suppose
when you boys

hit Sedalia,

you'll really cut loose.

Oh, well,
a little.

I don't blame you.

It's just about the only chance

you get to relax, isn't it?

When the drive's ended
and just before it starts?

We're having a fandango
here tonight.

Yeah, uh,
I heard about that.

My husband hates them.

Gets out of breath
when he dances.

Do you dance, Mr. Yates?

Mm.

Well, I've been known
to try a little.

Rowdy, you in...?

Oh, I didn't mean to...

What are you doin' here?

Mr. Favor wants to
see you.

I'll get you
a bandage.

Boy, what do you got
I ain't got?

Except for
a burnt hide?

Mm.

Probably pretty easy
to get burnt around here.

You mean, you don't go for
them lonely little gals?

Oh, I ain't so sure
she's lonely.

You might, uh, be
a little sick. Heh.

Well, then just call in
old Doc Church.

You take over everything,
don't you?

Haven't found a job yet
I couldn't handle.

All right. Take
this one over.

My pleasure.

Here he comes,
Mr. Favor.

You wanted
to see me?

Yeah.

That's everybody.

Now, Quince?

Yeah, boss?

That's just it.

I'm not your boss anymore.

This is a new drive,
and it's got a new trail boss.

And the sooner you get it
through your heads,

the easier it's
gonna be on everybody.

Mr. Wade's a good man.

He was pushing beef

when most of us were
playing with mud pies.

He's smart, and
he knows the business.

And he's carryin'
about ten years too many.

And how many years too many

are you carryin', Wish?

Oh, well, it's
different with me.

I keep in shape.

I'm not gonna argue
with any of you.

I told you how
it stacks up.

That's it.

Mr. Wade is boss,

I'm ramrod.

Well, what's that
make me?

A drover. A regular drover.

Oh. Suppose I don't
like that, though.

You can quit.

Yeah.

Any more questions?

All right. Let's get out there
and help with the brandin'.

All right, boss.

All right.

Uh, Nolan.

I don't figure we can make more
than five miles a day at first.

At least until
we cross Mud River.

There's no need
for you to range

farther than...
two days out,

20 miles at
the outside, right?

Favor, I'm puttin' you...

Favor.

Yes, sir.

I'm putting you at point.

You can pick your own
drag and flank men.

Yes, Mr. Wade.

Uh, incidentally,
Favor...

your men know who's
bossing this drive?

They know.

Good. Well, I guess
that does it.

We'll head 'em up
at sunrise.

Well, think I'll
get some shuteye.

That's a good idea.

This wingding's gone on
long enough.

Anybody seen my wife?

Oh, she was...

dancing with Church
a minute ago.

Yeah.

She's crazy about dancin'.

What a night, what a night,
what a night.

Favor...

did you ever play
king of the hill

when you were a kid?

Yeah, sure.

Yeah?

That's the way I feel right now.

King of the hill.

Nope, better.
King of the world.

Like I was
20 feet tall.

Well, I better see
if I can find Mrs. Wade.

Here she comes now,
Mr. Wade.

Oh.

Jubal. You gonna
stay out here all night?

It's after 11, and
half your guests have left.

Fine. Let's send
the other half after them.

Hair's all loose.

Where's that pretty comb
you were wearin'?

Well, is it gone?

Must've dropped it
while I was dancing.

You can buy me
another one in Sedalia.

Oh, I'll buy you
a hundred.

Night, boys.

Mr. Wade. Ma'am.

Good night.

Good luck
on the drive.

King of the hill.

King of nothin'.

All right!

Get 'em moving!

I kept wantin'
to yell goodbye,

but she's so far away,
she couldn't hear me.

No, I guess
she couldn't.

You got nothing to do?

Rowdy, if you wanted advice,
who would you go to?

What kind of advice?

Personal.

Uh, I suppose I'd try Mr. Favor.

Yeah. That's what I figured.

You don't think
we can make it.

Well, a bog's
a bog.

We might make it,
and again, we might not.

All right,
we'll bend 'em west.

Tell the flanks.

Well, shouldn't I tell
the trail boss first?

There ain't time.
Get movin'.

Bend 'em west!

Favor.

Mr. Wade. I was just
comin' to see you.

Moving off
the trail.

Oh, it's all right...
It's not all right.

Hold 'em!

What'd he say?
He said to hold them.

Mr. Favor told us to...
Quince.

Just remember, Mr. Favor ain't
givin' the orders anymore.

Yeah, I guess
you're right.

Now, what the devil's
the matter with you?

What do you think
I put up that plank for?

Mr. Wade, there's
a bog up ahead.

Bog? What bog?

There's no bog
in the trail map.

Well, there's an underground
stream through here,

and sometimes it'll make it
like walking on quicksand.

Favor, I don't intend
to go around obstacles.

I intend to go
straight through them.

Now, I don't mind
losing a few head...

but I do mind losing time.

Now, we keep going, most
of the herd will get across,

bog or no bog.

And we will have saved
two or three days

that you would have
taken going around.

Mr. Wade, I'm not talking
about a couple of head.

I'm talking about
half the herd.

Who are you givin' orders to?

Sorry, Mr. Wade. I didn't
realize I was giving orders.

Nolan!

What's this
about a bog?

Just
over there.

And we're right
in front of it.

We can bust through it,
instead of going...

Why don't you shut
your bust-through mouth, huh?

Look, any guy got a right
to what I think.

You ain't paid
for thinkin'.

Shut up, both of you.

What about it, Nolan?

There's a bog over there.
I told Mr. Favor about it.

Well, why didn't you tell me?

I guess I should have.

You guess.

I know.

You don't know.

Well, let me tell you something.

I went over every foot
of that trail

with three cowpokes who come
down, and not two months ago.

And nobody said
anything about a bog.

Well, maybe it was dry
two months ago.

Well, is it dry now?

It looks pretty
marshy.

Wait a minute, I'm asking you,

can you tell me if the herd
can get through

or if the herd
can't get through.

It might. And then it might not.

Mr. Wade...
Look, when I want to

hear from you,
I'll ask you.

Anybody else got a contribution?

All right, then get
those beeves back on the trail.

And keep 'em there.

Mr. Favor.

I know this ain't much
of a time to bother you.

Then don't. Just do
what the man says.

Get' em movin'.

Move, you miserable
sons of Satan. Pull!

Hyah! Giddyup!

Don't say it.

Mr. Wade...

it's really bad
up ahead.

There must be
30 steers bogged down.

They're stuck in mud
up to their neck.

It's gonna take a week
to pull 'em out.

Shoot 'em.

All of 'em?

All of them.

Yes, sir.

Rowdy.

Mr. Wade says to shoot the ones
that are bogged in bad.

What, with dynamite?

They're up to their necks.

Now what do you think
of your trail boss?

He made a mistake.

You could have made it,
so could I.

You mean, you could
have made it.

I wouldn't have made it.

Neither would
Mr. Favor.

Well... it's just
this one rotten,

little strip of quicksand mud.

One rotten strip of bog,
that's what it is.

We're working, ain't we?

Ain't this better than
sittin' back in San Antone,

sitting' around waitin'.

You like workin' here
in the mud, Teddy?

I don't like it, but as long
as it's paying me...

Try some of it.

Why, you!

All right, that's enough!

Get out there, you got a job
to do, Rowdy. Shoot 'em.

Quince.

Yes, sir.

You'd better go
with Rowdy and help him.

Mm, take Church with you.

Church ain't here,
boss.

Where is he?

Well,
he moved out.

Said he's quittin',
going back to San Antonio.

What for?
I don't know.

All right, go ahead.

Kent,
you go with him.

How about
a sandwich?

Oh.

I'm not hungry.

A man has to eat,
boss.

Mail! Mail from town,
gentleman!

Big stack for you,
Mr. Favor.

Hey. Plenty for everybody.

Favor, Favor...

Favor.

Ramrod. I'll
pass 'em out.

Uh, these on top
are for me.

All right if
I take 'em, boss?

Take 'em.

Yates.

Yep.

Little.

Yeah.

Quince.

Scarlet.

You know, if I was
the first man on the moon,

there'd be a bill
waitin' there for me.

Nolan.

What's the matter?
Bad news?

Mm, Parker.
Oh, yeah?

Pete.
Webb Church
went back to town.

Teddy.
And he and Mrs. Wade

are running off together
back East.

Shoot, Mrs. Wade?

Quince.

Oh. Well, I should
have guessed it.

Uh,
Scarlet.

And Parker wants me
to break the news to Wade.

Yeah, and down comes
the king of the hill.

Scarlet.
Yep.

Wishbone.

Is that the lot of them?
Uh, yes, sir, Mr. Wade.

Charity's
a funny one.

She always keeps adding
to her letters.

I'll probably get one
the size of bedroll

along about
Red River Station.

Yeah. Probably
you will.

Rowdy, go mend a shirt
or something.

I want to talk
to Mr. Favor.

Huh?
You heard me.

Be sure and be real gentle with
him, like he was with you.

Now, what was that
all about?

You're not gonna
give him that.

Look, if you're gonna start
passing out advice,

I don't need it.

Well, whether you need it or
not, I'm gonna give it to you.

Oh, we've been through
a lot together.

When you've been
right, I told you,

and when you've been wrong,
I told you that too.

Well, you're wrong
about that.

A man's got a right
to know

if his wife runs off
with another man.

Look, Parker
is his friend.

Now, why would Parker
have told me to tell him if...

If he didn't have
a good reason for it.

If it breaks up the drive,
it breaks it up.

This is the way the man
wants it done.

You give that to Wade, and
you cause nothing but trouble.

If that's true, well,
it's done, finished.

But if that's
nothing but gossip,

you set Wade off
for no reason at all.

Or is that what you want?

I'll break it
to him easy.

Oh, sure. Like you
did about the bog.

Now, you heard what happened.
Wouldn't listen.

Well, you can't have
two trail bosses on a drive.

Half of 'em listening to him
and half of 'em to you.

What Wade needs is help.

If he don't get it,
this drive's finished.

The only thing
the owners will remember

is that Gil Favor was along,
and it's Gil Favor's fault.

And if we get there
to Sedalia,

what'll the owners
remember?

Well, just that Gil Favor
isn't too bad a ramrod.

Hey, Favor.

I noticed that one of
those letters you got

was from Parker.

Any, uh...

Any news from home?

Oh...

uh, nothing.

Nothing
important.

All right, let's quiet down,

you scram-sided,
kettle-bellied scrubs.

Yates.

Yeah.

How are they?

As jumpy as a trayful
of loaded dice.

Yeah.

I don't like
that hollerin'.

One pass
from that critter,

and we'd have
a stampede on our hands.

Mr. Favor
would handle it.

Meanin'
I couldn't?

Meanin' nothin'.

You got a big mouth for
a young pup, you know that?

Yeah, that's
a matter of opinion.

Mr. Favor teach you
disrespect

along with
everything else?

Look, don't
crowd me, Mr. Wade.

I'll crowd you,
you miserable young punk.

What do you think you're on,
some kind of a picnic?

I'll crowd you. I'll crowd you
clear back to San Antone,

you come out here
and try to spook me.

Spook you?

Draw your pay, Yates.
You're through.

Oh, you're a real
big man, Mr. Wade.

Especially with
your wife, huh?

What was that?

I saw the letter.

What letter?

You know, the letter
Mr. Favor showed...

You.

He didn't show me any letter.

He got one from Parker.

What did the letter say?

Look, I'm out of line,
Mr. Wade.

Now, what did he say?

He said a man named Church
ran off with your wife.

That's what
he said.

Mr. Favor.

Hm?

Hm? Oh, when did
you get back?

About 10 minutes ago.
Where's Mr. Wade?

He said he was gonna
check the herd.

Well, I gotta
talk to him.

Oh, what's wrong?
Another bog?

Oh, this could
be worse.

What is it?
Comanches.

Comanches!

Where?

About two days north of here.

I think they're headin'
for the mountains,

We just stay here and be quiet,
they might miss us.

Can't stay without grass.

What about west of here?

Oh, there's some grazin'.
Water holes?

Well, there's a couple,
but I wouldn't guarantee 'em

to be wet
this time of year.

I better get Wade.

Favor.

How come you ain't
night guarding?

I had, uh, Scarlet
take over for me.

You seen Mr. Wade?

Well, uh...

What "uh"? You either
see him or you ain't.

Well, I slipped and
I told him about his wife.

You what?
Why?

'Cause I thought you'd told
him already, that's why.

What is all this?
Come on.

Mr. Wade, where
are you going?

Where do you think
I'm going?

Mr. Wade, that... That
might all be a mistake.

Besides, there's something
more important. Pete.

We got a problem,
Mr. Wade.

I ran across a party
of Comanches up north of here.

Now, if we stick to the west,

I figure we're gonna
run short of water,

but we can't stay here
without grass.

Keep north.

Comanches
play rough.

You've got guns.

Keep north.

Pete, how many
in that party?

Fifty, 60 braves.

How far off
is the water?

It's too far
to turn back

if we're wrong.

Well, why risk it. We all
heard him give the order.

He wasn't in any shape
to know what he was sayin'.

We might have a better
chance at the water hole.

We don't know the Comanches
are gonna attack.

If they do, we lose
half the herd.

That's not our problem, that's
Wade's. He gave the order.

Mr. Wade isn't here.
Mr. Favor's in charge.

If we go against Mr. Wade's
orders, and go out there

and get caught without water,
you know who gets the blame.

And if we make it, he gets
the credit, so either way,

we're taking the risk
to save his reputation.

We can't take a chance
on 60 Comanches.

We'll try for water.
But, boss...

I said we'll try
for water.

Rowdy, you'll head 'em
out at dawn.

I'll head 'em out?
Where you going?

Going after Wade.

What for?

Help him find his wife,
if that's what he wants.

But that's his bed.
Let him lie in it.

Church tried to talk to me.
I cut him short.

I told you to quit
trailing me.

I don't need you.

You might.

Sometimes I can't
figure you out at all.

Me either, sometimes.

We'll pick up
new mounts here

and see if we can
trace 'em past San Antone.

Howdy, Mr. Wade.

Ern, take care of the horses
and saddle up some fresh ones.

Well, uh...

Well, what?

She's back Mr. Wade.

When?

This mornin'.

Just her alone?

No, sir. Both of 'em.

They're inside.

Mr. Wade. Look, they're back.
That's somethin'.

Why don't you
hear 'em out first?

Wade. He ain't
got a gun.

Give 'em yours.
I won't take it.

You sneak.

I made him
bring me back.

I couldn't
leave you, Jubal.

Couldn't you, Chary.

You understand?

Yeah.

I expect you wonder what came
over me when you heard that...

Let's go inside.

It's gettin' late.

I'll send your clothes onto
the San Antone Hotel.

Ernie will drive you in.

You don't
want to

stay out
after dark.

Hotel?

The stage leaves
around noon, I think.

Used to anyway.

Jubal.

I haven't got a penny.

Hitch up the rig, Ern.

Yes, sir.

I'm goin' back
to the herd.

If you're still here
by the time

I get my horse saddled...

I'll cut your throat.

Webb?

You'll take me
with you?

I was the one who
made you come back.

Remember?

It's gonna be a long,
tough ride back to San Antone.

It shouldn't be
half soaked up

as the ride back
this mornin'.

Why'd the good Lord
ever give

a man a conscience,
anyway?

Beats me.

You know the old boy packs
a pretty tough wallop.

You're smart.

You sure made him look good
in front of his men.

And I'd say I was pretty
brainless, Mr. Favor.

At times.

There's only one more water hole
marked on this map.

Over that hill,
and dead ahead.

What if it's as dry
as the last two?

Let's find out.

Glory be.

Come on, guys.

Quiet, dyin'-to-live-long
numskull!

What are you tryin' to do,
"deefen" a man?!

Well, boss,
it looks like

we're still
in business.

Don't you ever get tired
of always being right, Favor?

There's a big difference between
being right and being lucky.

Um, we had a lot of both
on this move.

We ran into an Army patrol.

They lost 10 men in a fight
with the Comanches.

We'd have been right
in the middle of it.

My thanks, Mr. Favor.

You'd have done
the same thing

if you'd had a minute to think.

Once, maybe.

Now, I don't know.

Well... I think I'll go home.

The herd's all right.

That's what I wanted
to make sure of.

You take over
for me?

Sure.

You're a miserable ramrod.

But not a bad
trail boss.

Adi?s.

Well, what are you sittin'
around for? Lets get a-movin'.

Yes, sir.
Yes, sir.

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

Let 'em out, ride 'em in
Ride 'em in, let 'em out

Cut 'em out
Ride 'em in

Rawhide!

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Hyah!

Hyah!

Rawhide!

Hyah!

Hyah!