Rawhide (1959–1965): Season 4, Episode 4 - Judgment at Hondo Seco - full transcript

Hyah !

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Keep movin', movin', movin'

Though they're disapprovin'

Keep them dogies movin'

Rawhide

Don't try to understand 'em

Just rope 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'

Hyahl

...pleasures and palaces

Tho' we may roam

Be it every so humble

There's no place like home

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There's no place like home

Like home

Ooh, Wishbone, it's lucky you don't
cook like you sing.

Get you some more coffee, boss?

No, thanks, Jim.

No.

Give me the plate. I'll get you some more.

No.

What's the matter with you, Jim?

Want me to go check
the night guard for you?

I've already done that, Quince.

Oh, well, I just thought...

Here. Light?

My arm ain't broke yet.

Oh.

All right. What is it?

What's what?

What are you all staring at me for?

Who's staring?

Well, I just want
a couple days off, that's all.

Oh? Right here, now?

Well, sunup, if it's no bother.

What was you planning to do,
make camp here and rest up a spell?

No, l... Well, it appears to me
it doesn't matter what I do

as long as you could spare me the time.

Is that all you're going to tell us?

Do I get the time?

Say, uh, Pete, what's the nearest town
around here?

Uh, Hondo Seco.

Any good-looking girls there?

Yeah, I was through there one time.

It's pretty good.

I guess they haven't changed much.

Oh, can't tell about a thing like that.

If a man wants to check up,
you can't much blame him.

That's right.

Boss, I'm gonna ask you once more,
do I get the time or not?

Well... Oh, Hey Soos, when do we
have to pick up that new remuda?

Tomorrow, Senor Boss.

How bad do we need them horses?

How good is a drover on foot?

See, that's pretty bad, Jim.

I'm afraid I couldn't rightly spare you.

We got to pick up that remuda
near Hondo Seco.

I'll tell you this, Mr. Favor.
I don't want to quit the drive.

But I sure will if I have to.

Say, your business must be serious.

If it wasn't, I wouldn't ask.

Hey, Jim.

Take it easy.

Look, suppose you go along
with the horse party.

Be a wrangler for a day or two.

That ought to give you enough time
to take care of your business, huh?

I can stop off in Hondo Seco,
maybe overnight.

I don't think you're gonna have to twist
any of the other wranglers' arms

to talk them into that.

I don't know. l...

Well, if that's the way it's got to be.

How many men are you going to need,
Hey Soos?

Three would be enough, senor.

Say, uh, as Quince
has some business there,

somebody's got to take care
of those young lovelies.

Yeah, but I better go along
because I been there before.

I could tell if the girls
are deteriorating any.

All right, Hey Soos, there's your party.

You'll leave in the morning.
We'll wait for you at the river.

Oh, Jim, whatever your business is,
good luck.

Thank you.

Say, Jim, maybe she's got
some friends, huh?

Yeah.

Let me tell you something.
When we get to Hondo Seco,

you go your way,
and I'll go mine, you understand that?

You ain't being too sociable
about the whole thing.

I don't aim to be.
This is no concern of yours

or none of you.

- I think he means it.
- Yeah.

This Hondo Seco is sure a lively town.

I apologize, Jim.

What for?

You sure as heck
didn't come in here for pleasure.

Never mind what I came in here for.

Take it easy, Jim.
Nobody's jumping on you.

Hey Soos, when do you figure
on going after them horses?

Well, it is too far for today.

We will sleep here tonight
and leave tomorrow morning.

Good. I'll be here.

Hey, Jim!

Look, we don't want to butt
into your private business,

but we're friends of yours.

We're supposed to be working
on this thing together.

What happens if you can't
make it by tomorrow?

Then I'll catch up with you.
Let me worry about it.

Well, I wouldn't want to take
that privilege away from you.

Thanks.

Boy, I don't understand him.

He told you to let him worry about it.

There's a saloon over there.
We could all use a drink.

Come in.

Ain't she got no one to gamble with?

You fellas are new in town, ain't you?

We just rode in.

What'll you have?

I'd like some whiskey.
What'll you have, tequila?

Whiskey, por favor.

I'd like to watch her.

No, whiskey.

Leave the jar. We'll probably
want a second one.

Oh, no. You're not
getting drunk in here.

You judging how much whiskey
we can drink or something?

Better listen to Casey, mister.

This wouldn't be a good town
for you to get into trouble.

I never get into t...

trouble, much.

Casey, you know who they
rode into town with?

No.

Jim Quince.

Hey, what did you do that for?

You're not drinking my liquor.

- You own this place?
- No.

Who does? I want to talk to him.

He wants to talk to the owner.

Yeah. It's too bad
Brad Lyons ain't in town.

I'm sure he'd like to discuss
the whole thing.

Get out.

I could give you an argument
on that, mister.

Sure you could.

But when the owner ain't here,
I'm in charge.

I've got a right to order you out of here.

I've also got a legal right
to use this gun if I have to.

Legal right?

For a bartender,
you're sure sounding like a lawyer.

Let's just say it's a message
you can pass on to Quince

or his brother.

Now get out!

Come on, Rowdy.
We don't need his rotgut.

Geraniums.

Small delicate things.

They'll grow in Texas, but I always feel
they don't really belong here.

Uh, Matt, you ain't changed much
in six years.

- Has it been that long?
- Yeah.

We should see more of each other.

Well, drovers and judges don't travel
the same roads much, you know.

I suppose that's true. Sit down.

At any rate, you're here now.

You'll be able to stay for a few days,
won't you?

Oh, well, I'd like to, but I've gotta
get back to the drive tomorrow.

Yeah?

Tell me, Matt, how... how's Joanna?

I'm not very pleased with my daughter.

She could always twist you
around her little finger, couldn't she?

Well, she's my favorite niece, you know,

and come to think of it,
the only one I've got.

I'd be happier if...

Judge Quince, dinner is nearly ready.

My brother's eating with us.

Oh, thankee.

Will you show him
where to wash up, Hattie?

Yes, Judge.

Joanna's awful anxious to see you.

Uncle Jim.

Joanna, girl.

I'm so glad to see you.

It was rough getting away from the drive,

but once I got your letter, I had no choice.

You're a darling.

I want to talk to you. Come on.

How long can you stay?

Tomorrow morning.

I have to go out with the other drovers
and pick up some more horses.

Then it'll have to be tonight.

What will?

I know your letter said you needed help
real bad, but help for what?

To get away from this house,
from my father.

Well, somebody would think
you were a prisoner.

You're talking about your own father,
Joanna.

You wouldn't know him, Uncle Jim.

He's changed. He's changed so much.

When I was a little girl,
he used to be so gentle and wonderful.

But after Mother died, he was different...
strange and demanding.

I love him, but I can't live only for him,
in his way, doing what he wants me to do.

Joanna?

Yes, Father?

Dinner in five minutes.

I'll be there.

Hey, now look.

I'm in love, Uncle Jim.

His name is Brad Lyons.

That's fine. I'd like to meet him.

There's a warrant out for his arrest.

The charge is murder.

Brad owns the saloon next door.

He's a gambler.

So Brad and I were running away
to be married.

We rode out at night.

Father sent some men after us.

They caught up with us
a few miles outside of town,

ordered us to stop.

Brad refused.

There was gunplay.
Brad had to fire back in self-defense.

But one of the men was killed.

Well, I've been around long enough

to know the law ain't always right,
but, Joann...

There aren't any buts, Uncle Jim.

They had no legal right to chase after us.

We weren't breaking any laws.

If it was self-defense,
why did he run for it, then?

They said it was murder.

Besides, why do you think
they call my father the hanging judge?

It wouldn't have made any difference
if it was self-defense or not.

Father would have pronounced sentence...

the only sentence he ever passes,
death by hanging.

Look, ahem, kitten, l...

it's hard for me to swallow
a man being a gambler

and a saloon keeper that easy.

Drovers don't have
very good reputations, either.

That's different.

Is it?

You know what people
think of drovers, don't you?

Kitten, it... it depends on the man.

That's what I mean.

You're a drover, Uncle Jim.

Brad's a gambler.

You're the two people
I love most in the world.

I want you to help me get to him.

Uh, what this really comes down to, then,

is, uh, me believing
in your judgment, ain't it?

Where's your young man now?

Waiting for me.

In Carlisle, just across
the New Mexico border.

He's got a house there,
he wrote me.

A small house but a pretty one.

There are rose bushes
in the front yard.

Whoa.

Wake up, Mr. Lyons.

The day's journey is over.

Time for the passengers
to stretch their legs.

I wasn't sleeping.

Tomorrow we'll be in Hondo Seco.

Five minutes after that,
you'll be up in front of Judge Quince.

I figure it'll take him about thirty seconds

to sentence you to hang
by the neck until you're dead.

And a half hour after that,

you'll hang by the neck until you're dead.

Shut up!

Me, I only tried to steal a few cattle.

Sentence for that's one to ten years.

Most judges, one year.

Some, five.

But Judge Quince... it'll be ten years.

And that's just for trying
to steal a few head of cattle.

You tried to steal the judge's daughter.

Time to eat.

All right, go on out, one at a time.

Hondo Seco's changed a lot
in the last six years since I took office.

It was wide open, riotous, disorderly.

Since then,
it's become a law-abiding town.

How many hangings did it cost?

I don't make the laws.

No, but you pass sentence,

and always the most severe
sentence you can.

I see no reason
for going easy on lawbreakers.

Have you ever heard
of something called mercy?

Men who abide by the law
don't need mercy,

and the others don't deserve it.

Matt, a man can make a mistake.

And I do my best to see
that he has no chance to repeat it.

Father, you're a bitter, bitter man.

Don't you see?

When you use the word of the law
without heart and compassion,

that's...
that's the worst kind of lawbreaking.

You may need mercy yourself some day.

How can you be so sure
that you'll never make a mistake?

Go to your room.

What do you call it,

this thing that makes you
act the way you do,

a love of justice?

I told you to go to your room.

Because it isn't love of any kind!

Matt, I remember
when you became a lawyer.

That was a long time ago.

Yeah, I remember something else, too.

I guess the reason I remember it so well
is because I always looked up to you.

Me, I couldn't read a book
plumb through.

I was too dumb, I guess.

Being a drover was about
the best I could hope for.

You were different.

Maybe that's the reason
I remembered so clear.

Remembered what?

Well, it was something you said
on your first case.

That the letter of the law kills,
but the spirit gives life.

I read it.

Yeah, you... you read it,

but I'm the one that remembered it.

Excuse me.

Matt, you're still taking revenge,
ain't you?

Look, no matter how many men die,
none of them can bring your wife back.

I'd rather not discuss it.

Well, maybe you should.

You know as well as I
it was an accident.

A cowhand gets drunk and is thrown
out of a saloon one night,

and he climbs to his horse

and gallops down the middle of the street,
firing his gun off.

Well, a wild bullet killed your wife.

It was a shame, Matt.

It was a dirty low-down shame,
but it was an accident!

She was 23 years old when she died,

with a drunk's bullet in her.

And you talk to me of mercy?

I spoke of no mercy.

It was the daughter of the woman
who was killed, remember?

Joanna's a child.
She knows no better.

How much better do you know?

You're a guest in my house, Jim.

Are you staying the night?

Well, just how welcome would I be?

That's for you to decide.

You follow the girl.

Uhh...

Rowdy.

Rowdy.

I ain't on night guard.

Rowdy, I need a horse.

Jim, what are you doing here?

What do you mean, you need a horse?
You got one of your own, ain't you?

Look, I need a horse real bad.

Jim, you've been giving us
a rough time this whole trip.

As a matter of fact, everybody in this town
has been giving us a rough time.

I'd like to know why.

Wait a minute, Pete.

Give him the horse.

If he don't want to tell us
what his business is,

we don't want to know about it.

This is a family affair,
and I'm not too proud of it.

We ain't pressing you about it, Jim.

I owe you something.

I'll tell you this. My brother's
a judge in this town.

Well, what's that to be ashamed of?

You ever heard of a hanging judge, Pete?

Yeah. That's a judge

that if he could sentence you
to prison for 30 days

or hang you to the nearest tree,
he'd wind up hanging you.

That's all I can tell you.

Now listen...

What's it say?

"Tell Judge Quince we got his daughter
in a place he won't ever find her.

"If he turns Brad Lyons loose,

"he'll get his daughter back
inside an hour.

If he hangs Brad Lyons,
we hang his daughter."

This... This is all my fault.

She was the one needed my horse.

I helped her get away
from the judge's house.

I was going to meet her.

Look, l... I better see my brother.
He needs to know about this.

Wait a minute. You're not going alone.

Look, we're forgetting one thing.

We got to get those horses
back to the herd.

Hey Soos, if, uh, if we're not back
here tomorrow morning,

you can hire some more wranglers
to help you with the remuda, can't you?

Si, senor.

Okay, I'm going to take Hey Soos
and get the money to him

and bring his horse.
I'll catch up with you two later.

Hold on. I can't drag you into this.

We're already in this thing, Jim.
Come on, let's go.

So I was gonna take her to Miller's Crossing,

put her on the stage for New Mexico.

I guess that's where Brad Lyons
was waiting for her.

Brad Lyons is in a prison wagon
on his way here.

Why didn't you tell Joanna that?

Whatever you might think of me, Jim,
you should realize one thing.

I love my daughter.

I wanted to spare her as long as I could.

All you got to do is send out orders
and have this man released, then.

I can't do that.

The man's a prisoner.

He's being brought here for trial
on a charge of murder.

What about Joanna?

She was safe here, Jim.

If you hadn't interfered,
she'd still be safe.

You've got a right to say that.
I did what I thought was right,

but it didn't turn out that way.

We ain't got time
to hum-haw about it now.

It's Joanna we've got to save.

I cannot release a man
charged with murder.

Even if she's killed?

That's a bluff.
I don't believe they'll do anything to her.

You mean you're hoping.
What kind of hope is that?

I won't think about that.

You won't think about it?

But you just said you loved your daughter.

I'm a judge.

I swore to uphold the law.

I've done that here, Jim.

The people have hated me for it.
They still do.

But this town is a decent town.

There's no violence in the people anymore.

I've taught them to respect the law.

I can't break it for anyone's sake.

She's our own flesh and blood.

I know that.

You know it, but you don't feel it,
not the way a human being should.

Do you know how many killings
there are every week in the West?

Every day? Every hour?

I've given my life to fighting
against the rule of violence.

That's your choice.

But you can't give Joanna's life.

When a general leads troops into battle,

do you think
he can allow himself to worry

about the number of men who must...
who will... die in that battle?

He might be a better general if he did.

Why do you carry that gun
strapped to your side?

I'll tell you why.

Because otherwise your life
wouldn't be worth a spent bullet.

Because otherwise you couldn't drive your
cattle a hundred miles along the trail

without being killed yourself
and your cattle stolen.

There's only one way to stop that.

The law must be enforced...

ruthlessly and without exception.

Maybe what you say is true,
but, Matt, this is your own daughter.

Yes. My only child.

The daughter of a mother that I loved

more than anything
I've ever loved in this world.

As a father, I'd do whatever that note
asks me to.

But as a judge, I cannot deal with criminals.

Matt, send somebody out to that wagon.

I shall.

Because I don't think men who are
holding Joanna will stop at that.

I think they'll try and attack the wagon.

Of course I'll send someone
after the wagon...

additional guards to make sure

that Brad Lyons is brought to trial
in the town of Hondo Seco

and pays the penalty that the law imposes.

Matt!

Well...

he had the right idea,

but he was sending the wrong men.

How about us going after that wagon?

It shouldn't be too hard to find.

We know where it's coming from
and where it's coming to.

Then let's find it.

The judge's brother.
I recognized you right away.

That's what made it easy.

Hey, they're chained.

Pete, the keys.

Which one of you is Brad Lyons?

I am.

Hey.

I never saw you before.

You got any objections
about being freed by a stranger?

No objection.

Hey, what about me?

What about you?
We didn't figure on you.

You mean you're gonna
let them take me into town

and put me away for ten years

just because I tried to steal
a few measly head of cattle?

Quince, there's another jasper in here.
What do we do with him?

He stays. We don't wanna break
any more laws than we have to.

Sorry.

- You take one of the guard's horses.
- A pleasure.

You won't get away with this,
judge's brother or not.

I'll worry about that when the time comes.

- You go on now. I'll catch up with you.
- All right.

Wait a second.

All right, we're gonna get into that wagon,
one at a time, when I tell you to.

Come on, come on.

All right, you first.

That was just so you won't have to break
any more laws than you already have.

Ha ha ha!

Stop.

There's no sign of Quince.

Something must have gone wrong
back at that wagon.

I didn't hear any shots.

Let's get moving.

You sure are concerned, aren't you?

I never worry about people named Quince,
whatever happens to them.

Even if the first name's Joanna?

What do you know about Joanna?

You've got friends, mister,
and they've got ideas,

and they've also got Joanna.

I don't believe you.

Why do you think we risked our neck
to get you out of that prison wagon?

You like me.

Uh.

It so happens that Jim Quince
is Joanna's uncle.

Some friends of yours got ideas.
They got Joanna.

They've threatened to kill her
if you're brought in for trial.

I didn't ask them to do anything like that.

They didn't wait for you to ask.

I think I know the place
where they'd be holding her.

Right now I'm worried about Jim.

I don't care what you're worried about.

Listen, you, if it wasn't for Jim,
you'd be back there in that wagon

on your way to a trial and to be hanged.

He didn't do a thing for me.

If it wasn't for Joanna,
he'd probably have showed up tomorrow

in the front row of people
waiting to see me hanged.

Yeah, and I'd be right there with him.

We can't stay here any longer
waiting for Jim.

That judge probably sent out deputies
as soon as he came to.

If they pick up our trail,
that's not gonna do Jim any good.

I hate to go off and leave him.

You think I like it?

You lead on.

I don't need your company.

Well, you've got it, at least until we
find out if that girl's all right.

Nice to have you along.

You want some of these frijoles?

No.

Suit yourself.

You men are as bad as my father.

You're all filled with hate!

Thanks for the compliment.

If I thought Brad
had anything to do with this...

He didn't! I told you, he didn't!
He didn't have a chance to!

Your old man's making sure of that!

Here's one difference, though,
that you better bear in mind.

He likes what he's doing.

Hold it!

Hello, Billings, Rawley.

Put your guns away. We're all friends.

I sure am glad to see you, Brad.

So am I, especially since it's not
through the courtesy of Judge Quince.

Didn't he turn you loose?

You ought to know the good judge
better than that.

Yeah.

- How's everything? Joanna?
- Fine.

Ride into town.

Tell Casey if he still wants
to buy the saloon,

it's going for a good price today.

- Right.
- One more thing.

Bring back a couple of good
fast horses, will you?

I'll do it.

You haven't answered any of my questions.

This ain't no courtroom.

Wherever a judge is presiding,
that's a courtroom.

Jim, you've got to tell me
where your men took Brad Lyons.

And I've told you I don't know.

You and I, we've traveled different roads.

We don't look at things the same way.

But I know you're an honest man.

My brother couldn't be anything but honest.

Your brother could be anything,

but it just so happens he is honest, Matt.

The only thing is I had no choice.

I couldn't let them kill Joanna,
even if it meant breaking your law.

Are you sure by doing what you did
you saved her life?

The note said if Brad Lyons was freed,
Joanna would be released in an hour.

By this time, Brad Lyons
should be back with his friends.

We'll give them the benefit of a doubt.

We'll say he got back to them
at this very moment.

It's a few minutes past 3:00.

We'll wait for an hour, Jim.

Brad, you wouldn't mind if Bob here

would go outside and kind of
keep his eyes open, would you?

The judge is bound to have
some men out looking for you by now.

All right, Bob.

Miss Joanna, we'd better get going.

We'll take you back to your father now.

Brad, I don't want to go back.

That was the deal.

If Brad Lyons was turned loose,

you're supposed to be returned
to your father within an hour.

Rowdy and I are kind of anxious
to get back to town, if you don't mind.

I appreciate what you did for Brad,
but I'm not going back.

That was the deal.

I'm calling for a new deal.

Hennegan, they don't need their guns.

Put your hands on the table, boys.

Aren't you going to say
anything about this, Joanna?

I'm going with Brad,
wherever he wants me to go.

There's already a price on my head.

You ought to know that.

I don't care.

It's not going to be easy.

There'll be marshals
all over the West looking for me.

If they find you, they'll find me with you.

Joanna and I won't be able
to leave till nightfall.

What about your Uncle Jim, Joanna?

As far as we know,
the guards took him.

Taking him into Hondo Seco
as a prisoner.

Brad?

There's nothing to worry about.

The good judge is not an easy man
to get along with,

but there's nothing he'd do
to his own brother.

I've given them an hour.

More than an hour.

You see Joanna?

I told you
you can't deal with criminals.

You broke the law.
You set a prisoner free.

And for what?

So far as you know,
Joanna's life may be forfeit

just as if you'd done nothing.

Maybe so, but I had to try.

If I'd known what was gonna happen,
I still had to try.

And even if I was to do it again...

You'll not have the chance again.

As the judge presiding in the case
of The State versus James Quince,

in the town of Hondo Seco,
in Blair County,

it's my duty to pass sentence on you.

Go ahead.

The charge is aiding and abetting
a prisoner of the law to escape.

Do you plead guilty or not guilty?

Ain't he entitled to a jury trial, Judge?

If he asks for it.

A jury trial wouldn't make any difference.

I plead guilty.

You stand convicted,
by your own confession,

of a capital charge.

Does making a speech help any, Matt?

Oddly enough, Jim, it does.

If I were just a man,

I don't think I'd have the courage
to do what I must do.

But I'm a judge now.

Judges make speeches.
Of course it helps them.

They can forget that the prisoner
at the bar is a human being, is...

a brother.

I'm not asking you to remember that.

How can I forget it?

I don't know if I'll ever be able
to sleep again, Jim,

but... I'm going to pass sentence on you...

the same sentence I'd pass
on any man standing before me

charged as you are charged.

The prisoner is sentenced to be
hanged by the neck until dead.

Sheriff, remove the prisoner

and prepare to execute the sentence
of this court as soon as possible.

Whoa!

I need a drink.

Lily, you're not starting
on the bottle, are you?

It's the sight of that gallows
they're dragging into place outside.

It's the thought of what's going on out there
that's making me sick.

One brother hanging another.

What's the difference?
They're both Quinces, ain't they?

Are you ready to go, Casey?

Yeah.

Lily, I got a little errand to run.

There won't be any business
for the next couple of hours,

so as soon as you finish that drink,
shut the front door, will you?

How soon are you going to be back?

As soon as I finish my errand.
Won't be long.

They behaving themselves, Hennegan?

Like a couple of little lambs.

Who's there?

- It's me... Casey.
- Come in.

Hey.

- Good to see you, Brad.
- Casey.

You bring the horses?

Two of them outside.

I also brought you something else...

the price we agreed on for the saloon.

I'm glad to be able to pay it to you.

You and me both.

Too bad you can't be in town right now.

Something real peculiar's going on.

What?

The judge is hanging his own brother.

Stay right where you are.

Uncle Jim?

I guess he would be your uncle, ma'am.

I didn't think he'd do it.

They're doing it, all right.

They were getting the scaffold ready
when I rode out.

Brad, we've got to stop this.

Ain't nothing you can do about it.

That's right, Lyons.
There's nothing you can do about it.

Just run, and you've done that before.

Nobody asked your opinion.

I ain't charging you for it.

Brad, I'm not going to tell you what to do.

Give 'em their guns.

You don't know what you're saying.

You're running your head
right into a noose.

I know what I'm doing. It's my neck.

All right. There you are, boys.

Coming, Case?

You want to ride into town with me?

Let's go.

Go get the judge.

He don't have to be present
at no hanging.

This is one hanging he's going to watch.

You do like I say.

Guess she doesn't have much stomach
for hangings.

To tell the truth, I ain't either.

I owe you something for this.

I got no doubt you'll repay me.

You can still stop this.

Sentence has been passed.

Then take a look look at your brother
before we drop him through the trap.

Hold it.

You shouldn't rush things till you
find out if you've got the right man.

Why is the execution being delayed?

What charge is this man
being hanged on?

For aiding and abetting a criminal
to escape from a prison wagon.

The criminal hasn't escaped.

He's standing right here.

He's right here, and a prisoner.

The fact that an escaped prisoner
has been apprehended

does not exonerate the man
responsible for his escape.

There's not enough rope
in the whole of the West

to satisfy your appetite, is there?

Mr. Lyons belongs in jail
till after he's been tried and convicted.

In the meantime,
you'll proceed with the execution.

You be your own hangman, Judge.

I order you to...

What do you think you're doing?

I only take my orders from the sheriff.

There don't seem to be one around.

Are you going to tolerate
this open breaking of the law?

Are you going to tolerate murderers
running loose among you?

I have two fast horses and the woman
who loves me, ready to ride away with me...

away from this town,

away from the poisoned sickness
you've brought to it.

If I was a murderer,
would I come back here?

If I was a murderer, would I have cared
how many innocent men you hanged?

Are you denying that you shot and killed
a man two weeks ago?

I pulled the trigger, Judge Quince.

You fired the gun.

If you hadn't sent that man after me...

You were stealing my daughter from me!

I was going away with the woman I loved,

the woman who loved me.

You're a gambler, a saloon keeper!

You live off people's weaknesses!

My daughter's mother...

You haven't answered my question,
Judge Quince.

Who's the murderer?

Matt.

Listen to me, Matt.

Maybe the law took a beating today,

but I don't think so.

I think you're the one
that took the beating, real bad.

The thing you remembered, Jim,

the thing I said when I got my first case...

You got it a little wrong.

It's from the Bible.

Il Corinthians, chapter 3, the 6th verse.

It says the letter killeth,
but the spirit giveth life.

I sure didn't like seeing you up there, Jim.

I didn't like being up there, Rowdy.

Brad, can they still do something to you?

I think the charges have been dropped.

I'm worried about Father.

Maybe I'd better go to the house.

Where's he going?

Let him go, Joanna.

We're different men, him and me,
but we're still brothers.

When I hurt real bad,
I just want to be left alone.

And afterwards?

Afterwards, well, he'll go to another town,

and after a while he'll hang up his shingle
and start practicing again.

Well, that's his life, Joanna.

Maybe, he'll remember II Corinthians,
chapter 3, verse 6.

I'll pray to God he does.

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'

- Hyahl
- Rollin' rollin', rollin'

Hyahl

Rawhide

- Hyahl
- Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Hyahl