Rawhide (1959–1965): Season 3, Episode 22 - Incident in the Middle of Nowhere - full transcript
Favor and Rowdy are scouting ahead to find a trail for the herd, a trail that has water and grass for the cows and goes through the Lost mountain range. As they prepare to camp music leads them to a well dressed older man MacKay watching a ballet dance. Once the show is over he offers to show them a pass and water but leaves before they can return. Trying on their own the path is blocked by Indians as they mysteriously allow MacKay to pass. They return to Endicott where they hire Joel Turner as a guide. Barbara Fraser asks to join them to find her missing father but Favor refuses. In the mountains the men find Fraser on her own thrown from her horse. The next morning Joel finds two men trailing them but they kill Joel before he kills them. Without a guide the trio is lost with no water as are the two men who killed Joel. Tyree and Banning spot an Indian who is killed by Banning who in turn is killed. Tyree is taken prisoner while the trio follows an Indian to MacKay's mine where Tyree is held. As Favor suspected, Fraser is with Tyree and frees him. In a fight Tyree and Fraser are taken prisoner. MacKay agrees to show Favor the trail he seeks after entertaining all the drovers with a cancan dance.
Hyah!
(whip cracks)
♪ 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!
(whip cracks)
Hyah!
(whip cracks)
♪ Rawhide! ♪
Hyah!
(whip cracks)
(whip cracks)
(mellow theme playing)
Well, look's good down here.
We'll ride into
Endicott in the morning.
Good, I thought we were
gonna ride all the night
the way you were going.
If you want to unsettle,
I'll scare up a fire.
(classical music
playing in distance)
I don't want to admit to
hearing what I think I hear.
(classical music playing)
You seeing what I'm seeing?
Yeah.
Just what, besides
girls, are those?
Ballet dancers.
Well, I seen ballet dancers
at the Turkish Delight
Saloon in San Antone...
Ballet, not belly.
I seen longer skirts
and shorter legs.
It's a big thing in
Europe. Very popular.
I have a hunch it's gonna
be very popular in Texas too.
Uh-huh.
Come sit, master, please.
Please. Your indulgence.
You cannot see
properly from here.
Will you please follow me?
You... You weren't here
from the beginning, were you?
Uh, no.
Well, uh, I cannot permit that.
A ballet must always be
seen from the beginning.
Oh, I'm sorry, we didn't know
one was being
performed out here.
Oh. I'm MacKay.
Gil Favor, this is Rowdy
Yates, my ramrod.
MacKAY: Ramrod? What's that?
That means second in command.
I'm trail boss of a herd that's
coming through this way.
Are you, indeed?
Oh, I'm impressed.
Won't you sit down?
It's wine. French wine.
The only thing to drink
when you're seeing a
beautiful ballet performance.
Say, Mr. MacKay?
Yes, lad.
This is strange place
to be holding a ballet.
Ah, nonsense.
There are times when
MacKay has to go
to Europe to get a ballet.
There are other times
when the ballet has to
be brought to MacKay.
(chuckling)
Maestro.
Sí, señor.
And now you see a
ballet as it should be seen.
From the beginning, please.
(classical music plays)
(applauds) Bravo!
Bravo, maestro.
It was wonderful.
Bravo!
Bravo.
Wonderful, wonderful.
Gracia, gracia, Señor MacKay.
And now, the 20 ounces
of gold dust, as promised.
Am I correct?
You are very generous, señor.
Me mountains are
very generous to me.
Ladies, you were marvelous.
You were a delight to
the eye and the heart
and I'd like to give
you a little present.
Here. There's one for you.
One for you.
One for you.
What's he giving them, rocks?
I'll give you nice long
odds those are nuggets.
MacKAY: One for you.
Gold? Being carried
around like that?
W-Where would he get it?
I heard him say
those mountains of his
have been very generous to him.
And here's one for you.
Now, run along.
Younger men are
waiting all over the world.
You mustn't keep them waiting.
Oh, uh, Mr. MacKay.
Oh, yes, uh, you don't have to
thank me for the performance.
I was happy to share
me pleasure with you.
Um...
Trail boss, you
say? That's right.
Where's your herd?
About five, six hours'
ride south of here.
Why aren't you with it?
FAVOR: Well, we have to ride
into Endicott in the morning.
Endicott? Hm.
I know the town.
It's a dusty eyesore on
the bosom of the prairie.
Keep away from it.
There isn't a girl to found
within its dusty confines.
Well, we may not
have to go there
now that we've run into you.
We just wanted to get
some information there
about the Dead Mountains.
What would you be seeking
in the Dead Mountains?
Water and a pass for the cattle.
Plains are dry as a bone.
Maybe you could
tell us about it.
Uh, you said you
owned the mountain.
I do.
What is it you want to know?
Is there a way for the
cattle to get through?
There is, indeed.
And water?
Enough to flourish a desert.
Well, that's good news.
Could you let us
know the best way in?
I'll take you there myself.
GIRLS: Goodbye,
Mr. MacKay. Au revoir.
(indistinct chattering)
Bless them.
Where are your horses?
Oh, we got them right
across the knoll there.
We were gonna make night camp.
Eh, make camp.
Go on and get your
horses and meet me here.
Fine.
(upbeat theme playing)
Funny old jasper, isn't he?
Yeah. It was a lucky break
running onto him like that.
Seems like a real old desert
rat, the way he's dressed.
Having them burrows and all.
Well, the way he's
throwing that gold around,
he's more than found
what he was looking for.
He must have taken off as
soon as we turned our backs.
Yeah, but he was gonna
take us into the mountains.
Yeah, except that
must be the one thing
in the world he's
most afraid of.
But why? We
ain't after any gold.
He don't know that.
Well, what do we do now?
Well, wait till sunrise, ride
up to those Dead Mountains,
see if we can find
a pass ourselves.
(upbeat western theme playing)
(upbeat western theme playing)
There's a way in.
FAVOR: Wide enough
for the herd to get through.
The ground don't look too bad.
Well, so far so good.
Of course, we
haven't gone far yet.
Yeah.
INDIAN: Hold it.
(suspenseful theme playing)
We ought to try
making a run for it, huh?
Well, this child ain't about
to try and outrun bullets.
No one in these mountains
except the people in them.
Raise your hands.
Get off the horses.
Where's he going? For help?
They don't need any more
help as far as I'm concerned.
(dramatic theme playing)
Why do you come
to Dead Mountains?
We look for water and
a pass for our cattle.
There is a pass.
There is water.
But they are both
sacred to the Indians.
(suspenseful theme playing)
You have come this far.
No farther.
We've got 3,000 head of
cattle. They have to have water.
Now, if your people need
cattle, maybe we could trade.
No white man comes
to Dead Mountains.
You're letting him
go into the canyon.
Mr. MacKay!
Hey, MacKay!
He mustn't hear you.
He's a white man, you're
letting him go in the canyon.
No white man rides
the Dead Mountains.
What are you talking about?
He's riding right in there.
I see no one.
Must be joking or something.
You're free to go back
where you came from.
What about our guns and horses?
(speaks in foreign dialect)
Look, we don't want to break
any of your tribal customs.
Maybe it's only this
pass that's sacred.
This pass and all passes.
Well, maybe it's only
this part of the range.
Every mountain in this range.
Every rock, every tree,
every blade of grass
is sacred to us and
to our ancestors.
You know, I might
believe that if it wouldn't...
Ah, never mind.
We wish you no harm.
No blood has been drawn.
But do not return,
because if you do,
there will be harm
and blood will be drawn.
(dramatic theme playing)
(upbeat theme playing)
What'll it be, gents?
Whiskey or whiskey?
Whiskey.
You got a nice little town here.
Endicott?
You ain't had a
real good look at it.
Yeah, most stores
did seem to be shut up.
Permanent.
Mister, Endicott ain't no town.
It's just the leftovers.
Well, you're in business.
Ah. I'm just too lazy
to move anyplace else.
Besides, there was a time when
Endicott was pretty flourishing.
Lots of people had high hopes.
What happened to it?
BARTENDER: Hopes
need nourishing.
Only reason old man
Endicott started the town
was he was sure there was
gold in the Dead Mountains.
FAVOR: Ain't there?
Lots of men went into
the mountains looking for it.
Only one of them ever come back.
Old man MacKay.
Ever hear of him?
Yeah, we heard of him.
BARTENDER: Every
day, every week.
Gunmen, fortune hunters
come trailing into town
all looking for old
man MacKay's gold.
All of them packing guns,
willing and anxious to use them.
Uh, what's your interest
in the Dead Mountains?
You looking for gold too?
No, not gold. Water.
We got 3,000 head of
cattle on the Sedalia Trail.
Why would you want to take
cattle into them mountains?
Well, there ain't any
water on the plains
for 30 miles, that's why.
Hm.
If I was moving
3,000 head of cattle,
I sure wouldn't wanna
take them into country
I didn't know nothing about.
That's why we're in Endicott,
for some information about them.
Information won't
do you no good.
What you need's a guide.
You need somebody that knows
them mountains as well he knows
his way from that front
door over at this bar.
Got anybody in mind?
Yes, I have.
How'd you like to
earn some money?
No.
Now, look, you're
running short of money
and I'm running
short of whiskey.
Oh? First I heard of that.
My customers don't
pay what they owe me,
I can't afford to
buy any new stuff.
I think you ought
to do what I say.
Come on.
This here is, uh, Joel Turner.
Howdy. Gil Favor
and Rowdy Yates.
I was born and raised
in this part of Texas,
I could take you blindfold.
Any nook or corner.
Could you get
3,000 head of cattle
through the Dead Mountains?
JOEL: Sure.
FAVOR: What about Indians?
There are not many
of them in the hills.
They stopped us.
Oh? Where'd you come up from?
South.
They must have tried Echo Pass.
There are lots of others.
Much better suited for
driving cattle through.
Fine. The job's
yours for the asking.
I'm your man.
Good. You ready to start out?
As soon as I get my gear.
FAVOR: We'll be right here.
Excuse me.
Are you going into
the Dead Mountains?
We sure are, ma'am...
Uh, that's right, miss.
My name is Barbara Fraser
and I came to Endicott
yesterday on the stage.
How do you do, ma'am?
Gil Favor, Rowdy Yates.
How do you do?
Please take me with you.
Now, I know that sounds strange,
but my father's in
there somewhere
and I've got to find him.
We're taking a herd
of cattle through.
We wouldn't have time
to be looking for anyone.
But I just want to
go along with you.
I won't be any bother,
really. I've hired a horse.
And once we're in the mountains
you wouldn't have
to worry about me.
I'd like to help
you, miss, but, uh,
there's just no place
for you on a cattle drive.
Oh, but I came all
the way from the east
and I'll just do
anything to find him.
Well, boss, maybe we
could go... (loud kick)
Uh, no, I'm afraid
there's not a thing
we could do for you, ma'am.
I'm sorry, Miss Fraser.
Yeah, I'm sorry too.
Look, boss, I ain't
one to argue, but...
Then why are you going to?
Well, you heard what she said.
She's just looking
for her long lost father.
That's her story. Huh?
You know, Rowdy,
I'm beginning to believe
half the population in these
United States are trying to find
a way into the Dead
Mountains to find MacKay's gold.
Oh, but that isn't
the case with her.
I mean, she just here after her
father. You heard her say that.
Like I said, that's her story.
Oh.
Well, I... I don't know
how you can displease
such a sweet-looking
little girl as that.
Oh. Practice.
Well, I hope I didn't
keep you waiting too long.
The important thing is you're
getting us where we want to go.
I'll show you a way to get your
herd through the mountains.
(upbeat theme playing)
(ominous theme playing)
(western theme playing)
Whoa. Whoa.
(horses whinny)
That's the pass I had in mind.
Ah, good. More than
wide enough for the cattle.
It don't stay that
wide all the way in.
The going gets pretty
rough for quite a while
before we get to water.
It seems like it always does.
(woman screaming)
(suspenseful theme playing)
WOMAN: Up here!
Up here.
That's that
eastern girl, isn't it?
Yeah.
FAVOR: Pick up her horse.
What happened?
My horse stumbled. I fell.
Trying to ride straight
up the side of a mountain
isn't the smartest
thing in the world to do.
I didn't think it would be.
What'd you have in mind?
Going into those
mountains alone?
I am going into these mountains.
My father's in there
and I'm gonna find him.
Say, your father's name
wouldn't be MacKay
by any chance, would it?
MacKay? Of course not.
It's Fraser.
Look, we're... We're
going on in there.
You know, we can't let
her just go on by herself.
Why can't we take her with us?
Thank you.
Well, looks like my mind's
been made up for me.
Oh, but boss... Look.
If I had a choice, I'd send
you back to Endicott right now.
With him.
You think you can
manage to sit your horse?
(dramatic theme playing)
(ominous theme playing)
Well, she's riding with
them, we're riding after them.
Plan's working out, Banning.
Yeah, just like you planned it.
Yeah, well, let's go.
We wouldn't want
them to get lost.
(ominous theme playing)
You know, traveling
hasn't been too bad so far.
We're past the worst part of it.
ROWDY: I think
we ought to be able
to get our herd
through here, don't you?
FAVOR: Yeah, sure, I guess so.
Well, come morning, Mr. Favor,
we got three or
four more hours' ride
before we get to water.
Well, fine.
(animal shrieking) Oh!
(suspenseful theme playing)
Oh...! Oh!
Oh.
I suppose I behave foolishly.
It was probably just a
coyote or something.
No, that was "just"
a mountain lion.
You know, for somebody
who scares easy,
you sure get in
some strange places.
Oh, I...
(sighs): I just felt
like being alone.
Felt like remembering my father.
The way he was the
last time I saw him.
He was very tall.
Almost as tall as you are.
And very gentle.
He was educated in Edinburgh
and was teaching in Boston.
He was a geologist
and a mining engineer.
Everyone said he had a
brilliant career ahead of him.
And what happened to him?
Well, he took me on
an excursion one day.
Left my mother
alone in the cabin.
And the lamp overturned
and the cabin burned down.
He started drinking very
heavily after her death.
I guess he felt guilty
about leaving her alone.
And then he gave
up his teaching job
and sent me to live
with an aunt and uncle.
And then he just disappeared.
He went west.
There were a
few letters at first,
but then none at all.
What makes you
think he's in Texas?
Well, I got a letter from
him two months ago.
You mean, he told you to
come out here alone like this?
Oh, no.
He just wanted to
know if I was happy
and if everything was all right.
But in it he mentioned
the Dead Mountains.
And I found out where
they are, and here I am.
Did, uh, he say
what he was doing in
the Dead Mountains?
Well, he said that a man
who had befriended him
was using his training
and knowledge.
Sounds like it could be MacKay.
He didn't say.
He could use his
experience as a geologist
to help him find the ore,
and as a mining engineer
to help him get it out.
Mr. Favor, you've just
got to help me find him.
Look, I... I've got to
get a herd through.
You took me with you.
And you didn't have to.
Yeah, I know.
Are you sorry for me?
Let's say I made a mistake.
Why are you so
afraid of being human?
The only thing I'm afraid
of is not getting the job done
that I'm paid to do.
Perhaps I could pay you too.
I've already been hired.
So I guess we better
get back to camp.
MacKAY: It was a wild
and turbulent crossing.
And the waves of
the Atlantic Ocean
were rising mountains high
while our little ship was
being tossed about like a...
Like a leaf on a waterfall.
But did MacKay get scared?
Did MacKay tremble?
He most certainly did.
(all laugh)
And after riding many
miles in an iron horse,
here I am.
Home at last.
And now I'm going to tell you
something you
really want to know.
On my way back here,
I stopped in at your village.
And you'll be glad to learn
everything is going along fine.
I've had some plows
shipped out from the east.
They put 200 more
acres onto cultivation.
It'll be about a week before
your replacements come in.
And then you can go
back to your village.
INDIAN: Mr. MacKay. Yes, lad?
When you were in our village,
did you see my wife?
Ah. I did, indeed.
What's more, I saw your son.
A son.
I am glad.
Ah. Of course you are.
You want to laugh and
dance and sing, don't you?
You've a right to.
He's a beautiful baby.
(footsteps approach)
There are white men
camping in mountains tonight.
But I was not followed in.
No one's ever
been able to do that.
It is the two
drovers, and others.
Another man and woman.
Also two riders
who remain apart.
I don't like the sound of it.
We'll have to do something
about it, lads, won't we?
(ominous theme playing)
Come on, Banning,
we haven't got all day.
We should be ready to
move out the instant they do.
Don't worry, we'll be ready.
Ready for what?
(dramatic theme playing)
You men are a long ways
from Endicott, aren't you?
So are you.
There ain't a bar in sight.
I'm not leading you
to MacKay's gold.
Of course you ain't. You're
just showing that trail boss
a pass through the mountains.
That's right. So
why worry about us?
I'm not worried about you.
I've got my story all ready.
I found you following me.
You tried to jump me.
And I had to kill
the pair of you.
I don't think that's
a very good idea.
Do you, Jim?
I sure don't.
That's too bad.
(gunshots)
Turner? You got a gun?
In my saddlebag.
Get it.
I'll go on ahead. You cover me.
Well, what if they're Indians?
I don't know what it is yet.
Might be just Turner
getting breakfast.
(dramatic theme playing)
Somebody was a pretty good shot.
Three holes, not an inch apart.
Whoever it was couldn't
have gone very far.
Well, they might as well be
on the other side of the moon.
It'll only take them a few
seconds to disappear in this.
Yeah, this'll only
take a few seconds
for someone to
get lost, you mean.
(dramatic theme playing)
It just doesn't seem real.
Oh, it's real enough, all right.
What do we do now?
We get out of these mountains
as fast as we can, if we can.
Backtracking on this rocky
ground ain't gonna be no joy.
Sun might be some help if we
knew which way Turner took us.
But we don't.
Well, sitting around ain't
gonna change things. Let's go.
(dramatic theme playing)
(ominous theme playing)
ROWDY: No, another dead end.
We're not getting
anyplace, boss.
All that means is
we keep on trying.
Come on, mount up.
What do you mean,
"Keep on trying"?
We can do that forever.
Oh, no. I forgot.
We don't have any more water.
How long is it before
you die of thirst?
You're not gonna die of thirst.
Well, what am I gonna die of?
Look, we got in here. So
there must be a way out.
We'll find it.
Same way those other people did?
The ones who came in
here and never came out?
Now, look, I don't know
or care about them.
Well, I do. I know
what happened.
The same thing that's
gonna happen to us.
They just kept going round and
round the way we've been doing.
And every rock looked
like every other rock,
and they kept saying they'd
find a way out and they never did.
Hey, boss.
(mysterious theme playing)
One thing's sure, he'll
know a way out of here.
What good will that do us?
It'll do us a lot of good if
we can keep him in sight.
Come on, mount up.
(dramatic theme playing)
Suppose he tries to
lead us into a trap?
He don't have to.
We're already in one.
Easy, Jim.
There ain't any more
where that come from.
(sighs)
All that did was
make me thirsty.
I'm getting sick of these rocks.
Maybe you better
start to love them.
They're likely to be the
last thing you'll ever see.
If only we hadn't
lost them drovers.
They're likely in the
same spot as we are.
Well, what are we supposed
to do? Stand right here and die?
It's been done.
Tyree.
What's he hanging around for?
What are you whispering
for? He can't hear you.
I don't want him to go away.
Well, why? That ain't...
I got me an Indian.
Now, that makes
my day... (gunshot)
(dramatic theme playing)
That ain't smart. That's
all I was gonna say.
I have done as you said.
Fine.
And now let's take a look
at what flows down to us
from the benevolent
mountain, huh?
You know, at first sight
a foolish man might
think this was pebble. Ha!
But we know better,
don't we, my lad?
And there's no end to
the gold in mountains.
At least not yet.
(ominous theme playing)
We're out of the rocks.
We still keep following him?
Yeah. He could've led us
deeper into them if he'd wanted to.
Maybe he's found a
quicker way to get rid of us.
Yeah. Let's keep following him.
That could be a mistake, boss.
Yeah, but what's one more?
Yeah.
(dramatic theme playing)
Guaranteed there's a madness
in each and every one of you.
You came up here
to seek for gold.
We came up here looking
for water and for grazing land.
There's plenty of water and
grazing land in the mountains.
But not in the direction
you were going.
FAVOR: We hired a guide.
MacKAY: Where is he?
FAVOR: He was
killed by your people.
You're wrong.
He was killed by that
man and his partner.
But he deserved it.
He was not leading
you to green pastures.
We hired him in good faith.
MacKAY: Faith, means, um...
It's a matter of
belief, is it not?
Why should I believe you?
Either you do or you don't.
That's a matter of
faith for you to decide.
You wouldn't be the first to
come up to these mountains
and never be heard of again.
Our drovers will
be up looking for us.
MacKAY: No chance
would they have
of finding this place.
FAVOR: What do you think
we're so interested in your gold for?
We got 3,000 head
of cattle on our hands.
Well, I've heard you say
that, but I've never seen it.
And this girl. Why
is she with you?
Looking for her father.
Oh.
What's your name?
Barbara Fraser.
Was your father one of the men
that came up to look
for MacKay's gold?
Story she told us,
he's a geologist and
a mining engineer.
FAVOR: His wife died, he
drank up everything back east,
so he came west.
Last place he was heard
from was the Dead Mountains.
MacKAY: And who did the hearing?
FAVOR: She got
a letter from him.
A letter?
Interesting.
Where did your father
get his education?
Edinburgh.
Oh, the girl's clever.
She knows everything
about the man she's talking of.
MacKAY: Everything
except one thing.
FAVOR: And what's that?
He didn't have a daughter.
He's lying.
Mr. Favor,
I sincerely beg your pardon.
I very much doubt
you being a murderer,
but I'm afraid you've been
misled by a pair of pretty eyes.
Among other things.
You see, I'm the man
she's talking about.
(suspenseful theme playing)
Careful.
Now, get down there. All of you.
There are other
braves about, you know.
They'll be back.
(ominous theme playing)
You two get down here.
Down here.
Tyree. Is this what
we came out here for?
If we're lucky there'll be
enough to get us back east.
That ain't all
the gold there is.
You said there was more
than a man could carry.
There is! He's got it
stashed someplace.
Now, where do you keep the gold?
We don't keep it. We spend it.
You saw me kill
once, and I'll kill again.
I don't mind killing.
Matter of fact, you
might say I like it.
Now, gold never did
a dead man any good.
So why don't you tell us
where you've hidden it?
And you might live to mine more.
Well, uh, I'm a reasonable man
and there's a good deal
of sense in what you say.
But we have no
thieves in the hill.
We manage to keep
them out. Usually.
So all we have
to do with the gold
is throw it onto the sluices.
Maybe he's lying.
Yeah. You go down
and get the gold.
As you wish.
MacKAY: I suppose you
want all the gold there is.
TYREE: That's right. All of it.
Say, MacKay.
Yes?
Uh, you'll be needing
a hand, won't you?
Aye. The gold's awful
heavy. Come along.
(ominous theme playing)
(action theme playing)
(groans)
He's much better-looking
when he's unconscious, isn't he?
Thank you, young man.
You'd better take him in
to that sheriff in Endicott.
I think you better take her too.
I don't think they'll hang
her like they will him.
But it'll be some time
before she gets out
to look for her
father that never was.
And the gold that
was never hers.
We'll take her in.
And when you return,
my Indians will show you
the finest pass
through the mountains.
And the finest grazing lands.
Don't worry, heh, it won't
be anywhere near this place.
(laughing)
(cancan music playing)
Isn't this the doggonest
thing you ever seen, Joe?
No trail drive should
ought to be without one.
(all scream)
This kind of thing
go on all the time?
No, but it ought to.
(men laugh)
I suspected your men
would enjoy a cancan
more than a ballet, Mr. Favor.
Huh? Oh, they... They
appreciate it, all right, all right.
Say, uh, one thing
bothers me, Mr. MacKay.
What might that be?
Well, these stories about men
going into the Dead Mountains
and disappearing forever,
there must be
some truth to them.
Yes, it's possible
some of them got lost.
Others may have died
of thirst or starvation.
While others...
My Indians are
very loyal, Mr. Favor.
(screams)
(music stops)
(applause, cheering)
(cancan music resumes)
(cow lowing)
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!
(whip cracks)
Hyah!
(whip cracks)
♪ Rawhide! ♪
Hyah!
(whip cracks)
Hyah!
(whip cracks)
♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
(whip cracks)
♪ 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!
(whip cracks)
Hyah!
(whip cracks)
♪ Rawhide! ♪
Hyah!
(whip cracks)
(whip cracks)
(mellow theme playing)
Well, look's good down here.
We'll ride into
Endicott in the morning.
Good, I thought we were
gonna ride all the night
the way you were going.
If you want to unsettle,
I'll scare up a fire.
(classical music
playing in distance)
I don't want to admit to
hearing what I think I hear.
(classical music playing)
You seeing what I'm seeing?
Yeah.
Just what, besides
girls, are those?
Ballet dancers.
Well, I seen ballet dancers
at the Turkish Delight
Saloon in San Antone...
Ballet, not belly.
I seen longer skirts
and shorter legs.
It's a big thing in
Europe. Very popular.
I have a hunch it's gonna
be very popular in Texas too.
Uh-huh.
Come sit, master, please.
Please. Your indulgence.
You cannot see
properly from here.
Will you please follow me?
You... You weren't here
from the beginning, were you?
Uh, no.
Well, uh, I cannot permit that.
A ballet must always be
seen from the beginning.
Oh, I'm sorry, we didn't know
one was being
performed out here.
Oh. I'm MacKay.
Gil Favor, this is Rowdy
Yates, my ramrod.
MacKAY: Ramrod? What's that?
That means second in command.
I'm trail boss of a herd that's
coming through this way.
Are you, indeed?
Oh, I'm impressed.
Won't you sit down?
It's wine. French wine.
The only thing to drink
when you're seeing a
beautiful ballet performance.
Say, Mr. MacKay?
Yes, lad.
This is strange place
to be holding a ballet.
Ah, nonsense.
There are times when
MacKay has to go
to Europe to get a ballet.
There are other times
when the ballet has to
be brought to MacKay.
(chuckling)
Maestro.
Sí, señor.
And now you see a
ballet as it should be seen.
From the beginning, please.
(classical music plays)
(applauds) Bravo!
Bravo, maestro.
It was wonderful.
Bravo!
Bravo.
Wonderful, wonderful.
Gracia, gracia, Señor MacKay.
And now, the 20 ounces
of gold dust, as promised.
Am I correct?
You are very generous, señor.
Me mountains are
very generous to me.
Ladies, you were marvelous.
You were a delight to
the eye and the heart
and I'd like to give
you a little present.
Here. There's one for you.
One for you.
One for you.
What's he giving them, rocks?
I'll give you nice long
odds those are nuggets.
MacKAY: One for you.
Gold? Being carried
around like that?
W-Where would he get it?
I heard him say
those mountains of his
have been very generous to him.
And here's one for you.
Now, run along.
Younger men are
waiting all over the world.
You mustn't keep them waiting.
Oh, uh, Mr. MacKay.
Oh, yes, uh, you don't have to
thank me for the performance.
I was happy to share
me pleasure with you.
Um...
Trail boss, you
say? That's right.
Where's your herd?
About five, six hours'
ride south of here.
Why aren't you with it?
FAVOR: Well, we have to ride
into Endicott in the morning.
Endicott? Hm.
I know the town.
It's a dusty eyesore on
the bosom of the prairie.
Keep away from it.
There isn't a girl to found
within its dusty confines.
Well, we may not
have to go there
now that we've run into you.
We just wanted to get
some information there
about the Dead Mountains.
What would you be seeking
in the Dead Mountains?
Water and a pass for the cattle.
Plains are dry as a bone.
Maybe you could
tell us about it.
Uh, you said you
owned the mountain.
I do.
What is it you want to know?
Is there a way for the
cattle to get through?
There is, indeed.
And water?
Enough to flourish a desert.
Well, that's good news.
Could you let us
know the best way in?
I'll take you there myself.
GIRLS: Goodbye,
Mr. MacKay. Au revoir.
(indistinct chattering)
Bless them.
Where are your horses?
Oh, we got them right
across the knoll there.
We were gonna make night camp.
Eh, make camp.
Go on and get your
horses and meet me here.
Fine.
(upbeat theme playing)
Funny old jasper, isn't he?
Yeah. It was a lucky break
running onto him like that.
Seems like a real old desert
rat, the way he's dressed.
Having them burrows and all.
Well, the way he's
throwing that gold around,
he's more than found
what he was looking for.
He must have taken off as
soon as we turned our backs.
Yeah, but he was gonna
take us into the mountains.
Yeah, except that
must be the one thing
in the world he's
most afraid of.
But why? We
ain't after any gold.
He don't know that.
Well, what do we do now?
Well, wait till sunrise, ride
up to those Dead Mountains,
see if we can find
a pass ourselves.
(upbeat western theme playing)
(upbeat western theme playing)
There's a way in.
FAVOR: Wide enough
for the herd to get through.
The ground don't look too bad.
Well, so far so good.
Of course, we
haven't gone far yet.
Yeah.
INDIAN: Hold it.
(suspenseful theme playing)
We ought to try
making a run for it, huh?
Well, this child ain't about
to try and outrun bullets.
No one in these mountains
except the people in them.
Raise your hands.
Get off the horses.
Where's he going? For help?
They don't need any more
help as far as I'm concerned.
(dramatic theme playing)
Why do you come
to Dead Mountains?
We look for water and
a pass for our cattle.
There is a pass.
There is water.
But they are both
sacred to the Indians.
(suspenseful theme playing)
You have come this far.
No farther.
We've got 3,000 head of
cattle. They have to have water.
Now, if your people need
cattle, maybe we could trade.
No white man comes
to Dead Mountains.
You're letting him
go into the canyon.
Mr. MacKay!
Hey, MacKay!
He mustn't hear you.
He's a white man, you're
letting him go in the canyon.
No white man rides
the Dead Mountains.
What are you talking about?
He's riding right in there.
I see no one.
Must be joking or something.
You're free to go back
where you came from.
What about our guns and horses?
(speaks in foreign dialect)
Look, we don't want to break
any of your tribal customs.
Maybe it's only this
pass that's sacred.
This pass and all passes.
Well, maybe it's only
this part of the range.
Every mountain in this range.
Every rock, every tree,
every blade of grass
is sacred to us and
to our ancestors.
You know, I might
believe that if it wouldn't...
Ah, never mind.
We wish you no harm.
No blood has been drawn.
But do not return,
because if you do,
there will be harm
and blood will be drawn.
(dramatic theme playing)
(upbeat theme playing)
What'll it be, gents?
Whiskey or whiskey?
Whiskey.
You got a nice little town here.
Endicott?
You ain't had a
real good look at it.
Yeah, most stores
did seem to be shut up.
Permanent.
Mister, Endicott ain't no town.
It's just the leftovers.
Well, you're in business.
Ah. I'm just too lazy
to move anyplace else.
Besides, there was a time when
Endicott was pretty flourishing.
Lots of people had high hopes.
What happened to it?
BARTENDER: Hopes
need nourishing.
Only reason old man
Endicott started the town
was he was sure there was
gold in the Dead Mountains.
FAVOR: Ain't there?
Lots of men went into
the mountains looking for it.
Only one of them ever come back.
Old man MacKay.
Ever hear of him?
Yeah, we heard of him.
BARTENDER: Every
day, every week.
Gunmen, fortune hunters
come trailing into town
all looking for old
man MacKay's gold.
All of them packing guns,
willing and anxious to use them.
Uh, what's your interest
in the Dead Mountains?
You looking for gold too?
No, not gold. Water.
We got 3,000 head of
cattle on the Sedalia Trail.
Why would you want to take
cattle into them mountains?
Well, there ain't any
water on the plains
for 30 miles, that's why.
Hm.
If I was moving
3,000 head of cattle,
I sure wouldn't wanna
take them into country
I didn't know nothing about.
That's why we're in Endicott,
for some information about them.
Information won't
do you no good.
What you need's a guide.
You need somebody that knows
them mountains as well he knows
his way from that front
door over at this bar.
Got anybody in mind?
Yes, I have.
How'd you like to
earn some money?
No.
Now, look, you're
running short of money
and I'm running
short of whiskey.
Oh? First I heard of that.
My customers don't
pay what they owe me,
I can't afford to
buy any new stuff.
I think you ought
to do what I say.
Come on.
This here is, uh, Joel Turner.
Howdy. Gil Favor
and Rowdy Yates.
I was born and raised
in this part of Texas,
I could take you blindfold.
Any nook or corner.
Could you get
3,000 head of cattle
through the Dead Mountains?
JOEL: Sure.
FAVOR: What about Indians?
There are not many
of them in the hills.
They stopped us.
Oh? Where'd you come up from?
South.
They must have tried Echo Pass.
There are lots of others.
Much better suited for
driving cattle through.
Fine. The job's
yours for the asking.
I'm your man.
Good. You ready to start out?
As soon as I get my gear.
FAVOR: We'll be right here.
Excuse me.
Are you going into
the Dead Mountains?
We sure are, ma'am...
Uh, that's right, miss.
My name is Barbara Fraser
and I came to Endicott
yesterday on the stage.
How do you do, ma'am?
Gil Favor, Rowdy Yates.
How do you do?
Please take me with you.
Now, I know that sounds strange,
but my father's in
there somewhere
and I've got to find him.
We're taking a herd
of cattle through.
We wouldn't have time
to be looking for anyone.
But I just want to
go along with you.
I won't be any bother,
really. I've hired a horse.
And once we're in the mountains
you wouldn't have
to worry about me.
I'd like to help
you, miss, but, uh,
there's just no place
for you on a cattle drive.
Oh, but I came all
the way from the east
and I'll just do
anything to find him.
Well, boss, maybe we
could go... (loud kick)
Uh, no, I'm afraid
there's not a thing
we could do for you, ma'am.
I'm sorry, Miss Fraser.
Yeah, I'm sorry too.
Look, boss, I ain't
one to argue, but...
Then why are you going to?
Well, you heard what she said.
She's just looking
for her long lost father.
That's her story. Huh?
You know, Rowdy,
I'm beginning to believe
half the population in these
United States are trying to find
a way into the Dead
Mountains to find MacKay's gold.
Oh, but that isn't
the case with her.
I mean, she just here after her
father. You heard her say that.
Like I said, that's her story.
Oh.
Well, I... I don't know
how you can displease
such a sweet-looking
little girl as that.
Oh. Practice.
Well, I hope I didn't
keep you waiting too long.
The important thing is you're
getting us where we want to go.
I'll show you a way to get your
herd through the mountains.
(upbeat theme playing)
(ominous theme playing)
(western theme playing)
Whoa. Whoa.
(horses whinny)
That's the pass I had in mind.
Ah, good. More than
wide enough for the cattle.
It don't stay that
wide all the way in.
The going gets pretty
rough for quite a while
before we get to water.
It seems like it always does.
(woman screaming)
(suspenseful theme playing)
WOMAN: Up here!
Up here.
That's that
eastern girl, isn't it?
Yeah.
FAVOR: Pick up her horse.
What happened?
My horse stumbled. I fell.
Trying to ride straight
up the side of a mountain
isn't the smartest
thing in the world to do.
I didn't think it would be.
What'd you have in mind?
Going into those
mountains alone?
I am going into these mountains.
My father's in there
and I'm gonna find him.
Say, your father's name
wouldn't be MacKay
by any chance, would it?
MacKay? Of course not.
It's Fraser.
Look, we're... We're
going on in there.
You know, we can't let
her just go on by herself.
Why can't we take her with us?
Thank you.
Well, looks like my mind's
been made up for me.
Oh, but boss... Look.
If I had a choice, I'd send
you back to Endicott right now.
With him.
You think you can
manage to sit your horse?
(dramatic theme playing)
(ominous theme playing)
Well, she's riding with
them, we're riding after them.
Plan's working out, Banning.
Yeah, just like you planned it.
Yeah, well, let's go.
We wouldn't want
them to get lost.
(ominous theme playing)
You know, traveling
hasn't been too bad so far.
We're past the worst part of it.
ROWDY: I think
we ought to be able
to get our herd
through here, don't you?
FAVOR: Yeah, sure, I guess so.
Well, come morning, Mr. Favor,
we got three or
four more hours' ride
before we get to water.
Well, fine.
(animal shrieking) Oh!
(suspenseful theme playing)
Oh...! Oh!
Oh.
I suppose I behave foolishly.
It was probably just a
coyote or something.
No, that was "just"
a mountain lion.
You know, for somebody
who scares easy,
you sure get in
some strange places.
Oh, I...
(sighs): I just felt
like being alone.
Felt like remembering my father.
The way he was the
last time I saw him.
He was very tall.
Almost as tall as you are.
And very gentle.
He was educated in Edinburgh
and was teaching in Boston.
He was a geologist
and a mining engineer.
Everyone said he had a
brilliant career ahead of him.
And what happened to him?
Well, he took me on
an excursion one day.
Left my mother
alone in the cabin.
And the lamp overturned
and the cabin burned down.
He started drinking very
heavily after her death.
I guess he felt guilty
about leaving her alone.
And then he gave
up his teaching job
and sent me to live
with an aunt and uncle.
And then he just disappeared.
He went west.
There were a
few letters at first,
but then none at all.
What makes you
think he's in Texas?
Well, I got a letter from
him two months ago.
You mean, he told you to
come out here alone like this?
Oh, no.
He just wanted to
know if I was happy
and if everything was all right.
But in it he mentioned
the Dead Mountains.
And I found out where
they are, and here I am.
Did, uh, he say
what he was doing in
the Dead Mountains?
Well, he said that a man
who had befriended him
was using his training
and knowledge.
Sounds like it could be MacKay.
He didn't say.
He could use his
experience as a geologist
to help him find the ore,
and as a mining engineer
to help him get it out.
Mr. Favor, you've just
got to help me find him.
Look, I... I've got to
get a herd through.
You took me with you.
And you didn't have to.
Yeah, I know.
Are you sorry for me?
Let's say I made a mistake.
Why are you so
afraid of being human?
The only thing I'm afraid
of is not getting the job done
that I'm paid to do.
Perhaps I could pay you too.
I've already been hired.
So I guess we better
get back to camp.
MacKAY: It was a wild
and turbulent crossing.
And the waves of
the Atlantic Ocean
were rising mountains high
while our little ship was
being tossed about like a...
Like a leaf on a waterfall.
But did MacKay get scared?
Did MacKay tremble?
He most certainly did.
(all laugh)
And after riding many
miles in an iron horse,
here I am.
Home at last.
And now I'm going to tell you
something you
really want to know.
On my way back here,
I stopped in at your village.
And you'll be glad to learn
everything is going along fine.
I've had some plows
shipped out from the east.
They put 200 more
acres onto cultivation.
It'll be about a week before
your replacements come in.
And then you can go
back to your village.
INDIAN: Mr. MacKay. Yes, lad?
When you were in our village,
did you see my wife?
Ah. I did, indeed.
What's more, I saw your son.
A son.
I am glad.
Ah. Of course you are.
You want to laugh and
dance and sing, don't you?
You've a right to.
He's a beautiful baby.
(footsteps approach)
There are white men
camping in mountains tonight.
But I was not followed in.
No one's ever
been able to do that.
It is the two
drovers, and others.
Another man and woman.
Also two riders
who remain apart.
I don't like the sound of it.
We'll have to do something
about it, lads, won't we?
(ominous theme playing)
Come on, Banning,
we haven't got all day.
We should be ready to
move out the instant they do.
Don't worry, we'll be ready.
Ready for what?
(dramatic theme playing)
You men are a long ways
from Endicott, aren't you?
So are you.
There ain't a bar in sight.
I'm not leading you
to MacKay's gold.
Of course you ain't. You're
just showing that trail boss
a pass through the mountains.
That's right. So
why worry about us?
I'm not worried about you.
I've got my story all ready.
I found you following me.
You tried to jump me.
And I had to kill
the pair of you.
I don't think that's
a very good idea.
Do you, Jim?
I sure don't.
That's too bad.
(gunshots)
Turner? You got a gun?
In my saddlebag.
Get it.
I'll go on ahead. You cover me.
Well, what if they're Indians?
I don't know what it is yet.
Might be just Turner
getting breakfast.
(dramatic theme playing)
Somebody was a pretty good shot.
Three holes, not an inch apart.
Whoever it was couldn't
have gone very far.
Well, they might as well be
on the other side of the moon.
It'll only take them a few
seconds to disappear in this.
Yeah, this'll only
take a few seconds
for someone to
get lost, you mean.
(dramatic theme playing)
It just doesn't seem real.
Oh, it's real enough, all right.
What do we do now?
We get out of these mountains
as fast as we can, if we can.
Backtracking on this rocky
ground ain't gonna be no joy.
Sun might be some help if we
knew which way Turner took us.
But we don't.
Well, sitting around ain't
gonna change things. Let's go.
(dramatic theme playing)
(ominous theme playing)
ROWDY: No, another dead end.
We're not getting
anyplace, boss.
All that means is
we keep on trying.
Come on, mount up.
What do you mean,
"Keep on trying"?
We can do that forever.
Oh, no. I forgot.
We don't have any more water.
How long is it before
you die of thirst?
You're not gonna die of thirst.
Well, what am I gonna die of?
Look, we got in here. So
there must be a way out.
We'll find it.
Same way those other people did?
The ones who came in
here and never came out?
Now, look, I don't know
or care about them.
Well, I do. I know
what happened.
The same thing that's
gonna happen to us.
They just kept going round and
round the way we've been doing.
And every rock looked
like every other rock,
and they kept saying they'd
find a way out and they never did.
Hey, boss.
(mysterious theme playing)
One thing's sure, he'll
know a way out of here.
What good will that do us?
It'll do us a lot of good if
we can keep him in sight.
Come on, mount up.
(dramatic theme playing)
Suppose he tries to
lead us into a trap?
He don't have to.
We're already in one.
Easy, Jim.
There ain't any more
where that come from.
(sighs)
All that did was
make me thirsty.
I'm getting sick of these rocks.
Maybe you better
start to love them.
They're likely to be the
last thing you'll ever see.
If only we hadn't
lost them drovers.
They're likely in the
same spot as we are.
Well, what are we supposed
to do? Stand right here and die?
It's been done.
Tyree.
What's he hanging around for?
What are you whispering
for? He can't hear you.
I don't want him to go away.
Well, why? That ain't...
I got me an Indian.
Now, that makes
my day... (gunshot)
(dramatic theme playing)
That ain't smart. That's
all I was gonna say.
I have done as you said.
Fine.
And now let's take a look
at what flows down to us
from the benevolent
mountain, huh?
You know, at first sight
a foolish man might
think this was pebble. Ha!
But we know better,
don't we, my lad?
And there's no end to
the gold in mountains.
At least not yet.
(ominous theme playing)
We're out of the rocks.
We still keep following him?
Yeah. He could've led us
deeper into them if he'd wanted to.
Maybe he's found a
quicker way to get rid of us.
Yeah. Let's keep following him.
That could be a mistake, boss.
Yeah, but what's one more?
Yeah.
(dramatic theme playing)
Guaranteed there's a madness
in each and every one of you.
You came up here
to seek for gold.
We came up here looking
for water and for grazing land.
There's plenty of water and
grazing land in the mountains.
But not in the direction
you were going.
FAVOR: We hired a guide.
MacKAY: Where is he?
FAVOR: He was
killed by your people.
You're wrong.
He was killed by that
man and his partner.
But he deserved it.
He was not leading
you to green pastures.
We hired him in good faith.
MacKAY: Faith, means, um...
It's a matter of
belief, is it not?
Why should I believe you?
Either you do or you don't.
That's a matter of
faith for you to decide.
You wouldn't be the first to
come up to these mountains
and never be heard of again.
Our drovers will
be up looking for us.
MacKAY: No chance
would they have
of finding this place.
FAVOR: What do you think
we're so interested in your gold for?
We got 3,000 head
of cattle on our hands.
Well, I've heard you say
that, but I've never seen it.
And this girl. Why
is she with you?
Looking for her father.
Oh.
What's your name?
Barbara Fraser.
Was your father one of the men
that came up to look
for MacKay's gold?
Story she told us,
he's a geologist and
a mining engineer.
FAVOR: His wife died, he
drank up everything back east,
so he came west.
Last place he was heard
from was the Dead Mountains.
MacKAY: And who did the hearing?
FAVOR: She got
a letter from him.
A letter?
Interesting.
Where did your father
get his education?
Edinburgh.
Oh, the girl's clever.
She knows everything
about the man she's talking of.
MacKAY: Everything
except one thing.
FAVOR: And what's that?
He didn't have a daughter.
He's lying.
Mr. Favor,
I sincerely beg your pardon.
I very much doubt
you being a murderer,
but I'm afraid you've been
misled by a pair of pretty eyes.
Among other things.
You see, I'm the man
she's talking about.
(suspenseful theme playing)
Careful.
Now, get down there. All of you.
There are other
braves about, you know.
They'll be back.
(ominous theme playing)
You two get down here.
Down here.
Tyree. Is this what
we came out here for?
If we're lucky there'll be
enough to get us back east.
That ain't all
the gold there is.
You said there was more
than a man could carry.
There is! He's got it
stashed someplace.
Now, where do you keep the gold?
We don't keep it. We spend it.
You saw me kill
once, and I'll kill again.
I don't mind killing.
Matter of fact, you
might say I like it.
Now, gold never did
a dead man any good.
So why don't you tell us
where you've hidden it?
And you might live to mine more.
Well, uh, I'm a reasonable man
and there's a good deal
of sense in what you say.
But we have no
thieves in the hill.
We manage to keep
them out. Usually.
So all we have
to do with the gold
is throw it onto the sluices.
Maybe he's lying.
Yeah. You go down
and get the gold.
As you wish.
MacKAY: I suppose you
want all the gold there is.
TYREE: That's right. All of it.
Say, MacKay.
Yes?
Uh, you'll be needing
a hand, won't you?
Aye. The gold's awful
heavy. Come along.
(ominous theme playing)
(action theme playing)
(groans)
He's much better-looking
when he's unconscious, isn't he?
Thank you, young man.
You'd better take him in
to that sheriff in Endicott.
I think you better take her too.
I don't think they'll hang
her like they will him.
But it'll be some time
before she gets out
to look for her
father that never was.
And the gold that
was never hers.
We'll take her in.
And when you return,
my Indians will show you
the finest pass
through the mountains.
And the finest grazing lands.
Don't worry, heh, it won't
be anywhere near this place.
(laughing)
(cancan music playing)
Isn't this the doggonest
thing you ever seen, Joe?
No trail drive should
ought to be without one.
(all scream)
This kind of thing
go on all the time?
No, but it ought to.
(men laugh)
I suspected your men
would enjoy a cancan
more than a ballet, Mr. Favor.
Huh? Oh, they... They
appreciate it, all right, all right.
Say, uh, one thing
bothers me, Mr. MacKay.
What might that be?
Well, these stories about men
going into the Dead Mountains
and disappearing forever,
there must be
some truth to them.
Yes, it's possible
some of them got lost.
Others may have died
of thirst or starvation.
While others...
My Indians are
very loyal, Mr. Favor.
(screams)
(music stops)
(applause, cheering)
(cancan music resumes)
(cow lowing)
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!
(whip cracks)
Hyah!
(whip cracks)
♪ Rawhide! ♪
Hyah!
(whip cracks)
Hyah!
(whip cracks)
♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪