Rawhide (1959–1965): Season 4, Episode 10 - The Blue Spy - full transcript

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Keep movin', movin', movin'

Though they're disapprovin'

Keep them dogies movin'

Rawhide

Don't try to understand 'em

Just rope and throw and brand 'em

Soon we'll be living 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!

- That's the pot.
- What?

No seconds.
No seconds on the coffee.

I only made enough for one round.

Well, how come?

Boss' orders.
We're running short of water.

Well, if that's all you need, you can
have some water out of my canteen.



Better hang on to it, Jim.
You're liable to need every drop.

Well, Rowdy,
there's bound to be water ahead.

Yeah. Pete's out looking for water.

But I don't know.

I figured on some rain,

but, you know,
I ain't seen a cloud in days.

You know, in my village,

when we need water,
it is the custom to hunt for a cacique bird.

To catch one means to bring rain.

That kind of bird around here?

Oh, no. Only in the mountains,
very high up.

Well, here comes Pete now.

The way he's riding,
looks like he's caught something.

Find any water?

Yeah, there's a creek up there.
We'll hit it tomorrow.

Almost dry.
About enough to wet their gullets, I guess.

But that ain't all I saw.

Well, what else?

Well, there's a bunch of Apaches up there,

only they're not like any Apaches
we've ever seen before.

They weren't red.
They're were green maybe?

I didn't know there was any green-skins,
Mr. Wishbone.

No, I mean they all had on fancy clothes

like women's corsets and...
and tight pants, you know?

Hats with plumes on them.

And they had on
these little skinny swords.

Listen, I'm telling you the truth!

- One of them even wore a...
- One of them was wearing a what, Pete?

Well, he was wearing a...
I guess it was an army uniform,

but he didn't have any pants on.

He had on a skirt!

Well, he did! Listen!

Pete, why don't you
take the afternoon off?

Lie under the wagon there in the shade.

You can raise the rations on him,
can't you, Wish?

I don't need any more rations.
I'm telling you the truth, Rowdy.

They had on these, uh, scarfs...
red scarfs...

and white fluffy collars
and, uh, hoop skirts...

I've never seen it so quiet, Gil.

It's the heat.

Even the beeves are feeling this
as much as we are.

We ought to be able to make that creek
by noon tomorrow.

Yeah, we better.

You feeling better, Pete?

I feel fine.

And I did see what I saw.

Sure.

Hey, that's no song to be playing
to a bunch of Texans.

That's a Yankee song.

I was a Yankee once. Remember?

Hey, which outfit
did you fight with anyway?

28th New York Cavalry.

Any you boys ever run into us?

I'll tell you, Bert,

if we had've, you wouldn't be here now.

Well, maybe you'll like this song better.

Well, now, that's better.

I...

heard the music...

that lovely blessed music

of my own native countryside,

and l...

I knew I must be among friends.

I wonder if someone would be kind enough

to fetch me a drink of wa...

Here.

All right. Give her some air.

Give her some more.

All right. All right.
That's enough. Easy.

My vanity case.
Where's my vanity case?

It's right here, ma'am.

Why, thank you.

I'm an actress by profession.

And what's an actress
without her vanity case?

Without her paints and powders
to help make her beautiful?

This is all I have left.

They... They took everything else.

"They?"

Those Indians.

Those dreadful painted savages.
It was horrible.

I'm afraid I have no idea where I am, Mr...

Favor. Gil Favor.

We're driving a herd of beef
north to Abilene.

This is Rowdy Yates, Pete Nolan,
and Wishbone, our cook.

- How do you do?
- You said they took everything... the Indians.

- What happened?
- It was awful, Mr. Favor.

I was on my way to Denver

to fulfill a theatrical engagement,

and then all of a sudden,

these savages attacked our stagecoach.

They killed the driver
and the man riding shotgun

and the two other passengers.

The only way I managed to save my life
was by playing dead.

After all, I am an actress.

And then they... they just went crazy.

They stole everything...

all my beautiful costumes,
my jewelry,

all the accoutrements I use
in my performances.

Uh, I guess we owe you an apology, Pete.

Yeah, I'd say you do.

If I hadn't been lying over my vanity case,
they would have taken that, too.

Oh, ma'am, you don't need a vanity case
or anything else like that.

Spoken like a true Southern gentleman, sir.

Uh, ma'am, did you ever do
any playacting around New York City?

What makes you ask?

Oh, I thought maybe
I'd seen you there once.

But but I thought
you were all from the South.

Well, we are, ma'am, except for him,

and he even had
the good sense to move to Texas.

Oh.

My performances
have been in the South, sir.

I wonder if you gentlemen forgive me.

l... I am rather tired,
and I'm hot and dirty.

I wonder if there might some way
I might be able to bathe.

Oh, I'm sorry, ma'am,
but we're running awfully low on water.

Well, we'll be coming
to that creek tomorrow, boss.

Couldn't we spare her enough
for just a sponging?

I would consider it an act
of great charity, Mr. Favor.

Well, enough for a sponging.

All right. Let's break it up.
Let's give the lady some privacy.

Is something wrong, Mr. Favor?

No, no, no. I, uh...

I don't know much about playactin',

but you do seem familiar somehow.

I don't believe you told us your name.

Oh, didn't I?

It's Pauline.

Pauline... Wakefield.

Miss Wakefield.

I got Mushy hangin' some blankets
over some ropes

to make you kind of a boudoir, ma'am.

Why, thank you, Mr. Wishbone.

If your cooking
is as good as your manners,

these men must eat like kings.

Oh...

"Hell is murky! Fie, my lord, fie!

A soldier and afeard!

Yet who would have thought the old man
to have had so much blood in him?"

"Do you mark that?"

"Here's the smell of the blood still.

All the perfumes of Arabia

could not sweeten this little hand.

Oh, oh, oh!"

"What a sigh is there.

The heart is sorely charged."

"I would not have such a heart in my...

bosom

for the dignity of the whole body."

"To bed, to bed, to bed!"

Mr. Wishbone.

What is a bosom?

Two bucks, Madox,
if you'll stay on and do my trick.

What's goin' on in camp
that's worth $2.00 to you?

A little entertainment.

I can use some after singin' lullabies
to beef for four hours.

Yeah, that's the way
these two jaspers feel about it, too.

Well, when you get back to camp,
give her a big hand for me, too.

I had to leave
right in the middle of her act.

"Her"?

Gen-u-ine her.

Wait till you see her.

You may not be able to make head
nor tails out of what she's saying,

but, boy, the way she's sayin' it.

Go. Hyah!

All right. Just one more.

What would you like?
A love scene perhaps?

Yeah.

- Romeo and Juliet?
- Yeah.

But, uh, I'll need someone to play Romeo.

Why, Mr. Rowdy,
you'd make a fine Romeo.

Oh, uh, no, ma'am.

I don't know none of them there talks.

Oh, you won't have to.

All I need is someone to play to.

Now, you just keep looking at me,
that's all.

Yes, ma'am.

"O Romeo, Romeo!

"Wherefore art thou, Romeo?

"Deny thy father and refuse thy name.

"Or, if thou wilt not,

"be but sworn my love,

"and I'll no longer be a Capulet.

"'Tis but thy name that is my enemy.

"Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.

"What's in a name?

"That which we call a rose
by any other name

would smell as sweet.

"O gentle Romeo,

"if thou dost love,

"pronounce it faithfully.

"My bounty is as boundless as the sea,

"my love as deep.

"The more I give to thee,
the more I have,

for both are infinite."

That's where Romeo kisses Juliet.

He do? He does?

Whoo!

"Good night."

Night.

"Good night.

"Parting is such sweet sorrow

that I shall say good night
till it be morrow."

Hello, Pauline.

What kind of men are you
payin' court to her?

Don't you know who she is?

Don't you know Pauline Cushman
when you see her?

Don't you know the Yankee spy

who brought death to your friends
and kinfolk?

Is that true?

Why did you lie to us?

Look at their faces, Mr. Favor.

Do you think they would have welcomed me
as they did if I'd told them?

The war hasn't been over that long,

and there are many of us
that can't forget or forgive.

You bet they can't.

Some got good reason not to.

You must have a mighty special reason.

Yeah.

Mine's a special reason.

You keep her away from me,
Mr. Favor, or I'll kill her.

I lost a brother at Shelbyville.

Rode right into an ambush,
thanks to you.

I guess they kind of gave you
a medal for that, didn't they?

Oh, they did better than that.

They commissioned her a major
in the United States Army.

Is there anyone here who hasn't
lost someone on account of her?

Or had someone hurt?

Well, Mr. Favor,

what are you going to do about her?

Just what did you
want me to do about her?

Put her on a horse
and let her ride out of here.

If she don't make it,

well, that's no worse

than what's happened
to the men she betrayed.

Now, wait a minute.
I was a Yankee, too, once, remember?

And there were spies on both sides
and killing on both sides.

She was just following orders,
that was all.

Yeah. She did it real well.

Maybe you've forgotten.

Maybe you don't remember
how well she did it!

I remember.
Half my outfit was wiped out at Tullohoma.

She set it up real well.

Well, Mr. Favor?

She'll ride with us to the next town.

That's six days from here.

You askin' us to share our water and grub,

our camps with this spy?

Look, the war is over.

I don't blame you if you can't forget,

but there does come sometime for forgivin',

and it might as well start here.

Not with me, Mr. Favor,

and I hope not with them.

Senor Favor's right.

There was a time when my country
and your country... we fought and we hated.

It is better now
since we have learned to forgive.

Wish, make up a place
in the supply wagon,

and try to find some other clothes for her.

All right. The rest of you turn in,
get some sleep.

We gotta hit that creek tomorrow
before the sun dries it up.

I think you're making a mistake.

And what do you wanna do,
leave her out here to die?

Well...

Mr. Favor,

I do appreciate
what you're doing for me.

I'm not doing it for you.

All right.
If you'll come with me, ma'am.

Thank you, Mr. Wishbone.

I'm most grateful for all your help.

I'm just followin' orders, ma'am.

Just followin' orders.

I never figured it'd dry up this fast.

Wish, how much water we got left?

Just what's in the barrels.

We got five days to Lodestar.

That ain't gonna make it.

It'll have to.

From here on in,
half rations for the horses and men.

The beef will have to do without.
Let's get movin'.

Half rations.

We give her water for a bath.

Here's your ration of water, ma'am.

You'll need it before the day's out.

Thank you, Mr. Pearson.

That's very considerate of you.

Some people don't care who they talk to!

You got any objections?

Yeah. I object.

You wanna fight,
you can fight those beeves.

They need plenty of pushing.
Get outta here!

If you're tired of ridin' the horse, ma'am,
you can get in the back of the chuck wagon.

Thank you, Mr. Yates,

but I don't think Mushy or Mr. Wishbone
would welcome me.

- I'll be all right.
- You better go easy on the water.

Probably be the last you'll see
for a long time.

Mr. Yates?

Hmm?

I take it you didn't fight in the war.

What gave you that idea?

You don't seem to hate me as much
as all the others.

Maybe I just don't show it as much, ma'am.

Dan?

We got nothing to say to each other,
Major Cushman.

Not now or ever.

You gonna put another show for us, ma'am?

'Cause we'd like that real fine.

Only this time, put on the same show
you did right after the war.

You know, the one you did
in those show houses

where you get up told all the folks

about the big, brave noble deeds
you did for your country.

She really put a show on like that, Kirby?

Oh, she sure did.

I didn't see it, but I heard about it.

What's the matter, ma'am?
You ashamed to put that show on for us?

No, Mr. Kirby, I'm not ashamed

to put that show on for you.

Like you, I was fighting
for something that I believed in.

And in war,
it's not always possible to fight fair.

Well, you oughta know about that
better than us, ma'am.

Well, come on.
How'd your act begin?

It began by my waiting
for the applause to die down.

Did you hear that, boys?
She wants applause.

Then what?

Then I smiled and curtsied.

And then?

And then I'd say,

"Thank you, ladies and gentlemen,
but you do me too much honor.

"If I have, in some small measure,

"helped our cause,

"it was not an act of heroism on my part,

"because I became a spy not by choice
but by chance,

and not by courage but by accident."

That is the truth?

Yes, that is the truth.

I was appearing at Wood's Theatre
in Louisville,

a town controlled by the federals

but infiltrated by the enemy.

I was dared by a Confederate officer...
an old friend of mine...

to make a toast to the South
in the play in which I was appearing.

I took his dare.

That was the beginning of it.

The rebels thought I was on their side,

but the federals knew I was on theirs

and asked me to keep up the pretense
for the good of our cause.

I didn't know what it would lead to,

all the things I'd have to do,

the people I'd have to hurt.

Well, ma'am, that's a mighty good show.

You oughta get paid.

Pick it up.

I said, pick it up.

You pick it up.

You heard me.

If you're so hot for trouble, maybe you'd
better take a double shift tonight.

That oughta cool you off some.

We can do without any more shows
from you, ma'am.

That sun's near killin' her, Mr. Wishbone.

Yeah. I wish she'd complain or something.

- You know she won't.
- Miss Cushman!

You can't stand any more of that heat.
You better get in here.

I'm all right, Mr. Wishbone.

I'm not askin' you, I'm tellin' you.

Get in here.

A little shade would be refreshing.

You get down
and tie off her horse for her.

Step right up here, ma'am.

What's wrong?

Nothin'.

Just couldn't sleep.

Why not?

I don't rest easy with somebody like her
sleepin' so close.

Better get used to it.

You'll be goin' on without sleepin'
about four days.

You know, uh, seem to me

you're goin' out of your way
to hold a grudge.

Whatever she did to you,
it couldn't be that bad.

Couldn't it?

Well, I'll tell you what she done, Mr. Favor.

You know what it's like
to be court-martialed?

To be cashiered out of your outfit?

To spend two years in prison?

Well, I do.

You know how it happened?

'Cause I fell in love with a beautiful woman,

and she used my love to betray me...

to get information
she could pass on to the enemy.

You want me to forget that, Mr. Favor?

I told you once,

we got nothin' to say to each other.

Why do you always run
every time I come near you?

Is it because you're afraid?

Of what?

Of me.

What you still feel for me.

All I feel for you is hate...

"deep down gnawin' inside of me" hate.

Dan, please...

What is it you want from me, Major?

You've already taken most
of what I hold dear...

my rank, my honor,

my self-respect.

What else would you like?

A little patience, a little understanding.

I got none of that left to give.

I'm not proud of what I had to do
during the war.

Least of all, what I had to do to you.

What we had together...
it was not all an act, Dan.

I cared. I really cared.

If it had just been another time,
another place,

it could have all worked out so differently.

But I had a duty to perform,

and that came ahead of everything else.

Yeah, I remember.

You did your duty.
I forgot mine.

So they made you a major,
and they put me in prison.

- Fair exchange?
- Dan, can't we forget?

Look, I had two years to remember

while you were touring the country,
getting rich from folks

willing to pay to see Pauline Cushman,

the famous Yankee spy.

Do you think it was that easy?

Yes, they came to see me

until the novelty wore off,

and then they didn't come anymore.

People forget fast, Dan.

Well, you don't look like
you've done too bad for yourself.

- Don't I?
- Uh-uh.

Well, then why aren't I playing
in places like New York or Philadelphia

instead of heading out West to play

any honky-tonk engagement I can find?

I was never a good actress.

All I had was my youth,

and now even...

even that's beginning to fade.

Well, no matter what you have to pay,

there'll still be others who paid more,
thanks to you.

How much do you want, Dan?

How high a price? My life?

Will that set things straight?

Too late for setting things straight.

Is it?

You love me.

That's the truth, isn't it?

Can you deny it?

What's happened to you?

You're all dried up inside.

Fraternizin' with the enemy?

I thought you hated her.

I was just leadin' her on.

Tryin' to see how big a fool
she'd make of herself.

I don't, uh... don't blame him
for kissin' you, Miss Cushman.

I'd like to myself,
if I thought you'd give me the chance.

And after what I just seen...

Don't you come any closer, Mr. Brady.

Oh, come on now, ma'am.

You were free enough with your kisses
in the war.

You were free with 'em just now.

You must have a few left for me.

- Why, you little...
- Let me go!

Let me go!

All right.
Draw your pay and get outta here!

It wasn't my fault, Mr. Favor.

I didn't invite her out here under the moon.

She come of her own accord,
lookin' for him.

I said, get outta here!

All right.
That's a woman in a petticoat.

Ain't you never seen one before?

I'm sorry, Mr. Favor.

It was my fault.
I should've stayed in the wagon.

Then get back in it and stay in it.

Well, it don't make sense, Mr. Wishbone,
usin' this sand to wash off this dirt.

- Sand is dirt, ain't it?
- Will you shut up and hurry?

If we don't get outta of here,
we're gonna be an hour behind.

Well, what are you doin' back here?

What is this?

Mr. Favor didn't take us serious enough
when we told him to get rid of that spy.

her or us.

And just what do you plan on doing about it?

We're gonna take your water, Wish...
all your water.

Come on, boys. Hurry it up.

You don't think I'm gonna stand by for this...

Don't try it, Wish.

This is an evil thing you do, Senor.

Those are your friends out there.
Without water they will die.

I don't like it any better than you do,
Hey Soos,

but Mr. Favor's not leavin' us
any choice.

If you want that woman dead,
why don't you just put a bullet through her?

Yeah, I've been giving
some thought to that,

but the law would call that murder,

and I already spent two years in prison
on account of her.

Now, when you catch up with the herd,
you give Mr. Favor a message for us.

You tell him we're gonna
keep pace with the drive.

When we see him send that woman
on her way,

that's when we'll come back
with the water.

Not until. All right. Mount up.

Come on, boys. Let's go.

That's what he said, boss.

No water till they see her leave.

Let's go after him
and make a fight of it.

Ah, wouldn't do any good.

Lose as many men as they would.

We're already shorthanded.

So, what are we gonna do?

One thing for sure,
we can't last without water.

Mr. Favor, I'm the one that they really want.

Maybe if I were to ride out there
and try to reason with them.

Well, they weren't in any mood
for reasoning, ma'am.

Pete, if we veered to the east,

how far is it to the nearest waterhole?

Wet or dry?

About six or eight miles to the waterhole,

but I can't guarantee
it'll have any water in it.

I got a better idea.

Why don't we do like they want
and send that woman outta here?

Say, that's a real good idea

for a brave man like you.

Now, wait a minute, Mr. Favor,

you know yourself, ever since the first night
that woman come into camp,

we've been fightin' a war,

and it's getting to where
it's darn near a shootin' war.

I say she goes.

Oh? Is that what you all want?

Give in, send her out there to die?

'Cause if you do,
then the war never really ended,

and we can just go on fighting it forever.

But just suppose that she
was one of your own.

She'd spied for you during the war,

and she was with Yankee drovers.

Would you want them to turn her out?

'Cause there's a hundred miles
of desert out there.

She might last for about six hours,

and then she'd die real hard and slow.

There's an easier way to do it,
if that's what you really want.

We'd do as much
for a dyin' horse or a steer.

Now, which one of you wants to do it?

You?

Hmm?

Come on. You?

You made your point, Mr. Favor.

All right. We'll veer east.

You've got enough water
to last till tomorrow.

That's all you've got to worry about.

Mr. Favor, you don't give up very easily,
do you?

Want another sip water?
I've had more than I need.

No, I've had my share.

Hey.

How much farther is it?

Well, it's a good 2 miles.

Them up there laughing.

Driving the men crazy, boss.

They're up there swilling that water,
and we ain't hardly got none left.

Tell them to hang on.
Ain't much further.

You think what might happen
if that water hole get dry?

Still moving.
Didn't figure them to last this long.

Well, they can't last forever.
Come on.

Hey, here she is!

Here it is!

Whoa.

Bone dry.

We're licked.

I don't know.

All right.
I want you to get down there and dig now.

Pretend like there's water underneath
and you're drinking from it.

Come on.
I said, get down there and drink.

I want you to pool all the canteens.

There isn't enough left
for more than one or two.

Well, then fill 'em.

You heard what he said.

Well...

Can you see what they're doing?

Looks like they're drinking.

Drinking what? Sand?

Here's all that's left.

This one's full.
This one about three-quarters.

- I just hope it's enough.
- For what?

Ours for theirs.
Keep 'em drinking, Wish.

All right. You heard him.
Dunk your heads in that good, cool water.

That's Mr. Favor.

Looks like we've won.

Stay here, Kirby.

I'll see what he wants.

You ready to meet our terms, Mr. Favor?

No. I come to give you mine.

You're talkin' mighty big
for a man who's not holding any aces.

Well, if you're talking about water,
we've got plenty back there.

You're bluffing, Mr. Favor.

Oh, am I?

Does that look like I'm bluffin'?

Going out of his mind?

He's pourin' it out,
and that's all we got left.

Like I said,
we've got plenty of water.

Water to waste.

Still think I'm bluffin'?

I know you are, Mr. Favor.

See, we knew about that waterhole, too.

One of the boys rode up ahead
and checked on it.

Bone-dry.

Now you've used up all you had left,
haven't you?

You ready to send that woman
on her way now?

No.

You figure to make it the rest of the way
without water?

If we have to.

And without the herd, too?

What do you mean by that?

It's not somethin' we want to do,
Mr. Favor,

but you're forcin' us.

Now, you've got till sundown
to get rid of that woman.

If you don't, we'll stampede the herd,
and you know what that means.

In this heat, this desert,
you'll lose just about all you got.

You crazy?
What kind of a drover are you?

That's your livelihood,
mine, everybody else's.

Destroy that, you'll be destroying yourself
along with everybody else.

Is that what you want?

No, Mr. Favor.

What we want is Pauline Cushman.

It's gonna be dark soon.
What are you planning on doing?

Yeah. Yeah, sure.

Mr. Favor,

why do you make it so hard on yourself?

All you have to do is send me over there.

Your problems are over.

What are you saying, Miss Cushman?

You know what I'm saying.

Stop being noble.

Stop making sacrifices for me.

I've seen enough men die on my account.

I don't want to see these men die too.

Noble? Is that what you think
I've been doing?

Being noble?

Well, haven't you?

I've been trying to keep you alive.

Do you think it's just for you?
They're worth saving, too, you know.

I know I've been a burden to you.

I didn't realize how much of one.

I'll do anything you'd like.
Just tell me what you want me to do.

Please, just keep out of the way.

That's all I want.
Just keep out of the way.

Well, we can always
make a fight out of it.

With them?

Well, they're gonna be stampeding
that herd anytime.

You better make up your mind.

Make up our mind to what...
whether we kill her or not?

Mr. Favor!

Will you shut up,
you lunk-eared chowderhead?

Can't you see we're busy?

Miss Cushman... she's gone.

Gone? Gone where?

She just rode out. I seen her. See?

I don't get it.

She knows how we felt about her.
We're the enemy.

What's she trying to do,
make it easy on us?

Maybe she didn't figure us to be the enemy.

This is not good.
We should do something.

- I'm for goin' after her.
- So am I.

We can put up just as good a fight
as they can.

Is that the way you all feel?

Yeah.

You learn mighty slow,
but you learn good.

Well, what about it?
Do we fight?

I don't think so.

There's other ways besides fighting.

Like what?

Wish, how many, uh, barrels of our water
they got out there?

Six.

Six. And how many would we need,

rock-bottom, to see us through?

We'd need at least three.

Three.

You win, Dan.

So they sent you out, huh?

That's right. They sent me out.

What are you all waiting for?

Mr. Favor said he'd take you all back.

He needs the extra hands.

Oh, I'll bet he does.

Let's get going.

Dan?

We, uh...

We just leave her here... with nothin'?

That was the general idea, wasn't it?

Someone else is comin', Dan.

It's Mr. Favor again.

You didn't have to fetch us, Mr. Favor.

We were just coming back.

I come for her.

No, Mr. Favor. No.

You sent her out to us, didn't you?

- No. She came out here on her own.
- Why?

To save our lives, and yours.

Why did you ride out here?

Does it really matter anymore?

Well, Mr. Favor, you can't have her.

We're leavin' her behind.

Out in this heat without any water?

You want her die real slow, huh?

Like she let our friends and kinfolk die.

Well, you better be ready
to go the same way then...

dying real slow of heat and thirst.

Well, Mr. Favor, we've got six barrels
of nice, cool, fresh water.

- Do you now?
- Mm-hmm.

Rowdy!

Don't worry.

The others are all still back there.

You figure to fight us with just one man?

I don't figure to fight you at all.

Rowdy's circled up above you there,

and he's got orders not to shoot anyone,
just the barrels.

Now, you'd better make up your minds fast.

You're bluffin' again, Mr. Favor.

You lose us our water,
that means you'll have none.

Oh, we had none anyway.

Rowdy!

I'll stop him.

Anybody tries to stop him,

he's got orders
to blast the rest of 'em fast.

Now, it's up to you.

You, uh, willing to lose your lives
for the pleasure of taking hers?

Yes.

Rowdy!

Stop it. Take her back.
We don't want her.

Is that what you all want?

You?

Yeah.

All right.

I want your word there'll be no trouble.

You'll go back to your jobs and stick to 'em.

You got our word.

All right, Rowdy!

Well, you ain't got my word, Mr. Favor.

We brought her out here to kill her,
and I say we do it.

Kirby, it's over.

Maybe for you but not for me.

Agh!

Why'd I do it, Mr. Favor?

I hated her.

Did you?

Well, you should reach Lodestar by noon.

You can get a coach
out of there before dusk.

Thank you, Mr. Favor.

You, uh, going back into playacting, ma'am?

That's all I know, Mr. Yates.

I'm not very good at it, but I'll get by.

Well, there's other things besides acting,
Miss Cushman.

Not for me, Mr. Favor.

War's a cruel master.

It brings people together,
and it tears them apart.

It makes them love,
and it makes them hate.

And when it's over,
the scars are too deep.

There's no way of going back
to what might have been.

Well, don't just sit there.
Take the lady into town.

Yes, sir, Mr. Wishbone.
You ready, ma'am?

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

Count 'em out, ride 'em in,
ride 'em in, let 'em out

Count 'em out, ride 'em in

Rawhide

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

- Hyah!
- Rollin' rollin', rollin'

Hyah!

Rawhide

- Hyah!
- Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Hyah!