Rawhide (1959–1965): Season 5, Episode 13 - Incident of Decision - full transcript
On the way to meet Favor Rowdy, Quince, and Hey Soos buy some cattle of their own from Harvey Calvin. Calvin's son with a crippled leg has learned to doctor animals but wants to be a drover. Rowdy resists but he tries facing new problems.
♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
- Hyah!
-♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
♪ Keep movin', movin', movin' ♪
♪ Though they're disapprovin' ♪
♪ Keep them dogies movin' ♪
♪ Rawhide ♪
♪ Don't try to understand them ♪
♪ Just rope and 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 ♪
-(whip cracks)
-♪ Cut 'em out, ride 'em in ♪
♪ Ride 'em in, let 'em out,
cut 'em out, ride 'em in ♪
-♪ Rawhide...! ♪
-♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
- Hyah!
-♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin'. ♪
(whip cracks twice)
♪♪
Full of mysteries up there.
Stars, planets, comets.
Yeah, that's right.
The way I heard it,
this Earth ain't nothing.
Yeah.
No more than this,
compared to those stars
up there.
What do you know?
Yep, makes a man
feel small and strange.
I know somebody who's
going to feel small and strange
he don't come back
over here and help.
(clattering)
The night's really got 'em.
Can't say I blame 'em.
Peace is wonderful.
It's a big night, Mr. Wishbone.
Anything could come out of it.
Well, all I want to come
out of it is my sleep,
and I'm not going to get it...
(distant accordion
plays gentle melody)
Now what's the matter?
You hear it, Mr. Wishbone?
Hear what?
Music-- it's music.
Are you out of your...?
Hold it. Listen.
You hear something?
I
(accordion plays
discordant notes, music stops)
♪♪
Hot coffee, Wish.
Who is it?
You mean, what is it?
Here you go.
(grunts)
All right,
take it easy, mister.
Take it easy.
Hey, hey, got to keep going.
...ain't got no time.
A man needs food and drink
to keep going,
and you haven't had either.
- Come on.
-(man muttering)
Loco.
Sure is.
Who be you?
Trail boss.
Pushing the herd north.
Who are you? Where you from?
(man gasping)
From the promised land, mister.
From the promised land.
He's a goner.
Rivers of gold, mister.
Jade and amethyst.
My eyes been blinded
by a golden land.
Gold, blazing like the sun.
Gold, yellow like a fire's...
- Oh, all right.
- Take it easy.
Oh! Oh, you critter.
Oh, you...
you dumb critter,
you'll get hit
with a musket ball!
What's he talking about?
What promised land?
Musket ball?
We ain't been using
musket balls for years.
Think none of you seen
a prospector before.
Probably just had
too much of the sun.
Wishbone, you tend to him.
Come on, break it up.
He's sure going to need
a lot of tending to.
I'll... I'll tend to him,
Mr. Wishbone.
Well, I got a whole crew
to cook for.
I can't be with him.
All right, Mushy,
he's all yours.
Oh, thanks, Mr. Wishbone.
Thanks.
Well, don't act like I'm
giving you some kind of present.
Case you didn't understand,
you're going to have to do
your own work
and take care of him.
Well, I don't mind,
Mr. Wishbone.
I'll... I'll tend to him.
Sure like to hear him
talk some more.
All right, Mushy,
go feed your patient.
(cattle lowing)
What you bringin' there?
Just food, mister,
chili and beans.
Well, put it down!
I got a hunger like
nobody's ever known!
Now, git. And bring
your boss back here.
I said git!
Fox, my name is Monty Fox,
and I been prospectin'
for 20 years.
You know, I just
somehow sort of figured
that might be your trade.
And I been walking
and riding, tramping...
mountains and valleys,
canyons and rivers.
(softly):
I found it, mister.
I found it!
Gold, mister.
Gold!
Right back there
in them Guadalupe Mountains.
Gold and treasures
to make King Solomon's Mines
look like nothin'.
Rowdy, this is, uh,
Monty Fox, prospector.
This is our ramrod, Rowdy Yates.
Ain't you listenin'?!
Gold, I said!
Gold!
(chuckles):
Mister...
I seen Quivira.
You what?
Quivira.
Coronado's golden city!
It's right here in New Mexico.
Deep in them
Guadalupe Mountains.
Deeper than any man
has ever been before.
(chuckling):
Exceptin' me, Monty Fox.
Golden chains.
Bracelets with precious stones.
Hallelujah!
I been in the promised land.
You've been dreaming, Monty.
(quiet gasp)
I seen it!
No more than
five or six days from here.
And I'll share it with you.
I'll share it with all of ya.
Fair and square.
Monty Fox is a man of his word.
You'll give me help against
them that's drove me out,
and we'll split the golden city.
We'll harvest the riches
of Quivira.
Quivira's a legend as old
as Coronado hisself,
and just as hairy.
There ain't no truth
in it at all.
But I seen it!
Look, mister,
we're pushing a herd north.
Now, you're welcome
to go along with us.
You can ride in the supply wagon
and we'll care for you,
but that's it.
Your two men, three men,
horses and supplies?
Now, we can't afford
to give you no food,
horses or men,
especially for a fairy tale
which is 200 years old.
MONTY:
You fools!
I got me a parcel of fools!
There's youth up there!
- Fountains of youth!
- Fountains of youth?
Aye.
That's a tale
of Coronado's city, Quivira,
where a man can get his
green years back, in Quivira.
He can live like in paradise.
Ain't any of you
looking for treasure?
Ain't any of you
looking for paradise?!
Uh, I guess we all are,
but we ain't gonna find it out
here in the middle of nowhere.
(Monty sighs)
Y-You believe me, don't you?
What's your name?
Uh, Mushy.
(cattle lowing,
men shouting, whistling)
Hey, we sure could use some
of that fountain of youth stuff
-about now, I guarantee.
- Oh, well, amen.
Just lay there
in that magic water
until I was back being a babe
in my mama's arms.
Hyah!
(cattle lowing)
(men shouting, whistling)
What the story says, junior,
it's all golden.
All golden?
That's what I said.
All golden.
There ain't nothin'
as beautiful as Quivira.
And them fountains?
Sweet and gentle...
like a soft evening rain.
And they keep a feller young.
Not for a day,
not for two day...
but forever.
And all around us is... is jade
and amethyst
and precious stones.
Boy, that must be wonderful.
It's a miracle.
And the air...
the air, it's wild...
it's delightful.
I-I tasted it, didn't I?
Just for a little while,
but... but I tasted it.
- And you know what?
- What?
These old bones of mine...
they felt like
they was ten years old.
And I did a jig, a regular jig!
Oh, it's sure a wonderful place.
Well, you know, Mr. Monty,
I ain't never seen
any kind of fountains at all.
♪♪
(quietly): You want to see it,
don't you, sonny?
Them golden treasures?
And the fruit soft and juicy,
forever hanging on the trees.
And the birds singing?
Aye.
Boy, Mr. Monty,
the way you talk!
You make it sound so real.
You make it so real
I can see it.
That's because, you and me...
we got simple souls.
Let's go.
You and me.
Monty will lead
and Mushy will follow.
Tonight.
We'll light out tonight.
What?
Right after everybody's asleep,
we'll take horses,
supplies and-and guns.
You mean steal them?
Well, you... you want to see
the golden land, don't you?
But they're my friends,
Mr. Monty--
Mr. Favor and Mr. Wishbone
and Mr. Rowdy.
And what are
your friends doing?!
Pushing cattle.
Wandering day in, day out
across the face of the earth.
Eating dust.
Driving animals
that's bellowing with pain.
They're wandering,
like the children of Cain.
That's what your friends
is doing.
And dragging you...
homeless, across the land.
Ain't you tired, boy?
Ain't you tired?
A little.
Well, there's treasures
to be gotten...
and peace...
and eternal youth in Quivira.
But I can't steal.
(chuckles softly)
Well, now, ain't I
a blasted fool?
"Steal.”
Using a word like that.
I didn't mean it, friend.
It's a loan.
We're just going
to borrow the things.
And then later,
when we find the gold,
we'll pay it back,
with interest.
(chuckles)
I ought to be kicked,
using a word like "steal.”
It's borrow, boy.
Borrow.
Are you telling the truth?
Gospel.
Well, now...
do you want to hear stories
about Quivira or...
or do you want to be there?
MAN (in distance):
Hey, Monty!
Somebody call me?
Yeah, how about
playing us a tune
on that squeeze box of yours.
Oh... sure, boys.
Sure.
(quietly):
Music has charms.
Sure.
I'll play you a little tune.
"Skip to My Lou,” huh?
What about
"Sweet Betsy from Pike"?
Yeah.
Yeah, how about "Buffalo Gal"
or one of them?
(playing music)
♪ Oh, an Indian chief ♪
♪ Loved firewater ♪
♪ Oh-oh-oh, you rolling river ♪
♪ So I gave him some ♪
♪ And stole his daughter ♪
♪ And now I've got to go ♪
♪ Cross the wide Missouri ♪
♪ Oh, Shenandoah ♪
♪ I love your daughter ♪
♪ Oh-oh-oh, you rolling river ♪
♪ Oh, Shenandoah ♪
♪ I love your daughter ♪
♪ Away, I'm bound away ♪
♪ Cross the wide Missouri. ♪
(groans softly)
Come on, Mushy, roll out.
Now, you hear me or you want me
to start throwing rocks at you?
Come on, Mushy, we got
all those drovers to feed.
Mr. Favor!
Mr. Favor!
We've been robbed!
Robbed!
Thieves, look! Cleaned out!
What are you talking about?
By who?
How do I know by who...
Mushy!
You hear any answer?
Oh, you don't think
that Mushy...
I don't mean any steer.
He's gone, isn't he?
And...
And he's gone, too.
That crack-headed prospector!
Hey Soos,
get over there immediately
-and check the horses.
- Si, senor.
I should've have
let Mushy tend him
and get his head
all filled with stories.
You think they went off looking
for that place, uh, Quivira?
Simple-minded Mushy.
Gone off into nowhere
looking for
a fool fountain of youth.
How much food's gone?
I'd say about half.
Eh, you may be right.
Mushy could've very well
gone off with him.
Senor Favor. Senor.
Four horses are gone.
Well, they can't be more than
five or six hours ahead of us,
Mr. Favor.
Two or three of us
could ride them down.
I can't spare
two or three men now.
But I could spare one man, huh?
Yeah, I'll find them.
I want that food back,
and I want those horses back.
Most of all, I want Mushy back.
And the prospector?
Well, if he wants to come back,
he can go along with us.
Only this time,
he goes tied and gagged.
All right, yeah.
Wish, should have a little...
little grub
to last me on the trail.
A sheep head.
A simpleminded,
plain little sheep head--
that's what Mushy is.
People like that-- you got
to lead them by the hand.
So you look good for him now.
What I mean is, I don't want
anything to happen to him.
(hoof beats approaching)
Come on, Junior.
Somewheres up there is Quivira.
♪♪
MONTY:
Oh, we're getting close, boy.
Close.
We'll just move on
a little bit more,
and then we'll camp.
Why, Mr. Monty?
'Cause once
a fellow's a jackass,
a fellow learns.
From now on, we move
just in the night.
Uh, they can't bushwhack
a fellow in the dark, can they?
That's right.
Yeah, come sunup,
maybe tomorrow,
or maybe the day after,
there we'll be
right in Quivira.
Right in the doorway
on the threshold
of the golden land.
(Mushy sighs)
You know, I never thought
of it before, Mr. Monty,
till now,
but if that's paradise,
how come we have to fight
to get in?
'Cause them
that's got it, Junior...
they don't want to share.
♪♪
You got any family, Mr. Monty?
Do I look
like somebody's Pa?
Just asking.
(bird cawing)
(Monty coughs)
No, I...
I'll be your family, Mushy.
Your family.
Nope. I... (laughs)
I ain't got nobody.
I guess some men is...
is meant to settle down,
and some men ain't.
And some men is just meant
to go looking.
For treasure and gold?
MONTY:
Oh, maybe so.
Maybe just looking.
You know, sometimes ...
I think I'd like to settle down
like other folks.
But I can't.
I got to keep looking.
Like there's a wonder
some place in the world...
that somebody went
and hid on me.
(birds cawing)
Hey, hey.
We got to stop him
before he warns the others.
♪♪
What is it, Mr. Monty?
Glory.
Glory. That boy
done led us home.
I-I done come out
of the wilderness.
I done got my reward.
It's gold!
Ask him about the fountains,
Mr. Monty.
I ain't seen any.
Ask him about the fountains.
Oh, who cares about fountains,
you dang digit?
It's gold, it's real,
it's like I told you, like I...
(hoof beats approaching)
Oh. Oh.
(gunshot)
Give me back my gun!
(men grunting)
Give me back my gun, you dang...
You are crazy, aren't you!
Crazy, am I?
(gasps):
Look at this!
I found it!
I found Quivira!
Well, if this is paradise,
I'll stick to pushing cattle.
Mushy, get the horses.
You're going back
where you belong.
Where'd you get that from?
It's mine, mister.
He took it from me.
ROWDY: That won't happen again,
boy, I promise you that.
A man who makes a promise
he can't keep...
is either a fool or a liar.
Depends on the man.
Who are you?
Parker. Samuel K.
First Sergeant,
California Volunteers.
This is my son.
California...
I never heard
of no outfit called that.
There ain't been none,
not for some 12 years or more.
You couldn't stay away;
you had to come back
looking for Quivira.
This is it, isn't it?
This is paradise right here!
Paradise is many things
to many men.
You found it, you blasted liar,
-you found it!
Monty!
MONTY:
He's lying!
Now, just drop your weapons,
gentlemen.
Even in paradise,
you can be a prisoner.
Compliments
of the California Volunteers.
That's one thing you
got to say for my outfit--
we come prepared
for about anything.
I always said those leg irons
would come in handy.
Look, Sergeant, w-we're drovers,
we're not prospectors.
All we want to do is
take these two out of here.
I don't care what
you got around here.
Nobody leaves here.
That's the price you pay
for looking for Quivira.
Which you done found.
Because of those trinkets?
Junk. Hardly worth
packing around.
Most of it we took off
of Chiricahua raiding parties.
"We"?
There was some 30 of us
back in '61.
We was a ridin' east
to join Mr. Abe Lincoln's Union.
Trouble was,
'stead of fightin' the war
we ended up fightin' each other.
Over a pot of gold
that's just as real
as the rainbow that leads to it.
The legend of the Quivira, huh?
Couple of Mescaleros
told us about it.
Got the whole troop
so steamed up
we just deserted
right then and there.
Paradise.
Fountains of youth.
Fruit growing forever
on trees that never die.
We swallowed it whole.
We're still paying the price.
We can't go back,
so we keep looking.
Deserters...
living for a shadow
that isn't there,
for a...
dream that doesn't exist.
What are you gonna do with us?
Everybody's got a fate.
When the others get back,
we'll decide yours.
Let's go, boy.
He's lying, I tell you,
he's lying!
Lying right through his teeth!
It's here, right here,
I know it!
Right underneath our feet,
but we can't touch it!
Aw, shut up, Monty.
-(panting)
- You can have your paradise.
Right now I'd settle
for my horse
and a five-minute head start.
I got to plan.
I got to think.
I got to figure a way
to bust loose
and start digging for the gold.
Well, you just
might get your wish.
Well, you won't
be digging for gold,
you're liable to be digging
your own grave.
Oh, Monty, oh...
Y-You're a wonder,
you know that?
You really are a wonder.
You, the sergeant,
and this place here.
You'd think I was
in some sort of a crazy dream.
The only trouble is
I'm wide awake.
Oh... (scoffs softly)
♪♪
Why you try biting it some more?
You'll get your way
out of here yet.
Oh, don't be so smart, mister.
(chuckles)
"Seek and ye shall find."
It's all my fault, Mr. Rowdy,
for getting you into this.
Shouldn't have listened to him.
Aw, it ain't your fault, Mushy.
It'd take ten men
to outtalk old Monty here.
And sometimes I even
catch myself believing him.
(quiet scraping)
- Here's your vittles.
- Thank you.
(quietly):
Thank you.
I tell you what, sonny,
I'll dicker you this here grub
for that chain you got.
Aw, don't be afraid of him, boy.
- The wind can't hurt you.
- The wind?
Yeah, it's a way of saying
he talks a lot.
Well, he sure does that.
I never did hear the like.
You come from out there,
don't you?
From the other side
of the mountains, I mean.
That's right.
Pa, he never did talk much
about the outside.
He said there
really ain't much to see.
You ain't never been
out of this place?
Nah. Not since my ma died.
We came here when
I was just a baby.
Then we just stayed.
How old are you now?
13, come 11 more months.
11 more months?
Well, I figure, well,
that's growed enough
to know a few things.
Well, don't you?
Mm-hmm.
Well, then tell me,
is Pa right?
Well, I mean about the outside.
Well...
I guess that all depends
on what you want to see.
I suppose if I was a boy, 13,
come 11 more months...
I'd, uh, find a lot to see
in a big city.
Like St. Louis.
Or a circus, maybe.
- Circus? -MUSHY:
- Well, that's a traveling show.
With all kinds of animals.
Uh, even elephants and lions.
And funny men with baggy pants
and funny faces...
and hard rock candy
and steam-pipe music.
'Course, it's just for kids.
And, of course,
the... the trains.
That's big wagons
with steam engines on it,
run on tracks.
And ships with, uh,
sails higher than you can see.
Of course, there's
other wonders, too,
not excluding schools,
where a boy like you'd
be learning his letters.
All those things?
All those wonders out there?
Mm-hmm.
Plus they got sickness and...
graveyards and...
prisons for men who
make their own laws, but...
I guess you got to have
both sides to appreciate
them wonders.
Jumpin' Jehosaphat!
Look at him!
His eyes is a-buggin'
just like Mushy's here when
I was talking about paradise.
- I'd better go.
- Uh, shorty.
Uh, you just a-keep
bringin' our food.
And don't forget it.
You bring our food.
There it is...
the key to the doorway,
the bridge
to the promised land.
What are you
talking about, Monty?
That boy.
Uh, did you see his face?
It lit up like a ten-candle
Christmas tree,
and twice as bright!
(chuckles)
And why?
'Cause you were talking to him
and telling him
about the far side
of them Guadalupe Mountains.
That's Quivira to him.
You keep working on him,
and as sure as I'm sitting here,
he'll turn the locks
on these here irons.
You'd turn him
against his own pa?
To shuck myself of my own grave?
I'd do that and more.
And if you want to stay alive,
you'll do the same.
You just keep talking
to that boy,
and don't stop talking
till we're out of here
a-walkin' straight and tall.
(sighs)
Our children...
they's a joy
to a body's old age.
(horses approaching)
MUSHY:
What's that?
ROWDY: It's Sergeant Parker's
troop, I guess.
They look like ghosts.
Yeah, well, now it comes.
Now comes the judgment day.
MAN:
Rocks.
More rocks.
I sometimes think we're never
gonna find that Quivira.
Yeah, there ain't nothin'
but heat and lizards
up that razorback, Sergeant.
Me, I'm gonna sleep
the sun through.
Not yet, Corporal,
not till we settle a problem.
- Problem?
- Three of 'em.
That fool prospector came back,
brought a couple
of drovers with him.
I knew that old man
wouldn't scare off.
We should've finished him.
Well, we may have to now.
♪♪
♪♪
You had to come back.
You had to come hunting
for Coronado's lost city.
He came back,
but he don't have to stay.
That's the reason I came
up here, to take them out.
So you could
spread the word around,
raise more hands
for climbing rainbows?
No one comes here, mister,
and no one goes.
No need to take a vote.
Took one chance
with the old man.
Can't take another one.
Well, sure...
uh, sure I come back.
You know why?
To be with you, that's why.
Uh, these other fellers, why,
they ain't nothin' but cowhands.
You run 'em out and forget 'em.
But me... well, you need me.
I'm a prospector.
I know rocks, mister.
I'm a hunter and a searcher!
And just like you.
And I wanna join ya.
That's what I wanna do.
We know what we gotta do.
Uh, didn't you hear me?
I said I wanted to join ya,
and go looking for Quivira, too.
And what if you did find it,
old man?
- Huh?
- Them treasures,
that golden city,
what if you did find it?
You couldn't ever leave here.
Why can't ya?
Why, the...
You were under fire
when you deserted.
There's no reason why
you can't go back.
The most you could get
is a year or so.
It ain't desertion that's
kept us up here
all these years, mister.
We had three officers.
Good men.
They didn't approve of our
prospecting, so...
they got buried.
That's why we can't
never trust nobody.
Not even ourselves.
Tomorrow?
Yeah.
Tomorrow.
ROWDY:
Parker?
It's no good, is it?
Even if you find the Quivira
it's no good to you at all.
You know it and I know it,
mister, there's no Quivira.
It's just a dream.
Something to...
blot out a life
that might've been.
And you're just
buried alive up here.
You may be able
to pass sins on us,
but what about your boy?
What about your son?
What right do you got
to bury him up here
with the rest of the people?
What do you mean?
I mean the boy's
asking questions.
He wants to know what
it's like on the outside.
He's got that
real big hunger to see.
What happens when he gets
a little older
and wants to ride out of here
on his own,
and the others stop him
because they can't trust him?
What are you gonna do then, huh?
(approaching footsteps)
You should be sleeping, boy.
I was waiting.
Did they, did they judge, Pa?
They judged.
I didn't know you had questions.
You should have come to me.
Gonna kill 'em,
ain't they, Pa?
Yeah.
Even if you had come to me,
I would've told you nothing.
You know why, boy?
To keep ya.
That's why, to keep ya.
What'd he tell ya?
About trains, and big cities,
and what circuses are.
That's true, boy.
It's true.
And schools for learning things.
Don't kill 'em, Pa.
Please don't kill 'em.
Well, it ain't
for me to say, son.
Also told me something else, Pa.
There's prisons out there.
Places for men who make
their own laws.
He didn't tell you
no lies, son.
Isn't that...
just what you're doing, Pa?
Making your own laws?
I got nothing but you, boy.
I ain't taught you much, but...
one thing I taught you,
never to be afraid, right?
And...
you wouldn't be afraid if you
was to be alone
without me for awhile,
would you?
What?
Just for a while, boy.
Just for a while.
You know what I wish?
Wish I could talk
to Mr. Wishbone.
I'd say, "Mr. Wishbone,
"you've been good to me
and fair to me,
and you're a good cook, too."”
Shouldn't have listened to you.
I seem to recollect
a gent named Adam
said most the same thing.
And if he hadn't of listened
we probably never would've
even of been born.
Of course then...
then there would've been
no Quivira.
(grunts)
A man's a fool
to fuss about last week.
It's next week that counts.
Well, if I get out
of this scrape
I'll fuss about next week
all day long.
That's the ginger, Yates.
And I'll figure us a way out.
All a body has to do
is to put his mind to it.
Of course, maybe
I might not have to do nothing.
You're to come with me.
Where?
I've got your horses.
Or like I done said,
children is a joy
to a body's old age.
Turn around
and don't make any noise.
MONTY: I can jump him.
Let's everybody jump him,
at least one of us
would get away.
PARKER:
I sent the boy.
There are the horses.
You can ride out of here
on two conditions.
Uh, uh, name 'em.
PARKER:
One of you I don't trust,
but I got no choice
I gotta trust you all.
Promise you won't come back,
and promise you won't
talk about this place.
You got my word, Sergeant.
You got my word.
It's your word I want.
What's the other condition?
Take the boy with you.
PARKER:
You were right, mister.
Yeah? Right about what?
About what we are.
The walking dead.
No future, no place to go.
Just the walking, riding dead
living out our time
with a dream.
You wasn't there
in the beginning.
You got nothing to do with it.
Ain't fair for him
to have to live in a graveyard.
Will you take the boy?
Yeah, all right.
He's got a real hunger
to see all those things
you told him about.
Huh, boy?
Now you do like they tell ya.
Do like I taught ya, okay?
What about you when your men
find out we're gone?
I'm still their sergeant.
You get the boy settled.
This will pay for his keep.
BOY:
Until Pa comes.
Until Pa comes?
Well, he said
when he found Quivira,
he'd come after me.
Didn't ya, Pa?
Yeah, that's what
I'm gonna do, boy.
That's what I told him.
When I find Quivira,
I'll come for him.
Out.
♪♪
I ain't, Yates.
No, sir, I ain't.
You ain't what?
Giving up Quivira.
Maybe they ain't found it,
but I can.
Are you crazy? Turn around.
We're riding out of here.
It's my whole life,
hunting gold.
My whole life hunting,
searching, digging for gold.
It's so near I can smell it.
You understand?
I-I can't leave.
We made him a promise.
(scoffs)
You made him a promise.
- You keep it.
- Don't go back.
Oh, I'll be all right.
And after I find that
fountain of youth
I'll come back and fetch ya.
ROWDY:
Come back here you crazy fool.
Go on ahead.
Get going.
I'll catch up with you.
(gunshot)
PARKER: Maybe you found Quivira,
old man.
Maybe you just walk through
them pearly gates.
I only wish you could
open the lock for me.
(whistling, cattle calls)
It's the herd, Mr. Rowdy.
Yeah.
What'll we tell Mr. Favor
about him?
We found him wandering
through the hills lost.
That ain't too far
from the truth.
What about Mr. Monty?
Well, he's gone on,
back in them hills
looking for his paradise.
He might tell some stories.
Yeah, well, we'll just tell 'em
that, uh, he got
most of them from Monty.
The rest are just dreams
after all.
Who's gonna,
who's gonna believe the dreams
of a 13 year-old...
come 11 more months?
Head 'em up!
Move 'em out!
♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
♪ Keep movin', movin', movin' ♪
♪ Though they're disapprovin' ♪
♪ Keep them doggies movin' ♪
♪ Rawhide! ♪
♪ 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! ♪
-(whip cracks)
-♪ Cut 'em out, ride 'em in ♪
♪ Ride 'em in, let 'em out,
cut 'em out, ride 'em in ♪
♪ Rawhide...! ♪
Hyah!
(whip cracks twice)
- Hyah!
-♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
♪ Keep movin', movin', movin' ♪
♪ Though they're disapprovin' ♪
♪ Keep them dogies movin' ♪
♪ Rawhide ♪
♪ Don't try to understand them ♪
♪ Just rope and 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 ♪
-(whip cracks)
-♪ Cut 'em out, ride 'em in ♪
♪ Ride 'em in, let 'em out,
cut 'em out, ride 'em in ♪
-♪ Rawhide...! ♪
-♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
- Hyah!
-♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin'. ♪
(whip cracks twice)
♪♪
Full of mysteries up there.
Stars, planets, comets.
Yeah, that's right.
The way I heard it,
this Earth ain't nothing.
Yeah.
No more than this,
compared to those stars
up there.
What do you know?
Yep, makes a man
feel small and strange.
I know somebody who's
going to feel small and strange
he don't come back
over here and help.
(clattering)
The night's really got 'em.
Can't say I blame 'em.
Peace is wonderful.
It's a big night, Mr. Wishbone.
Anything could come out of it.
Well, all I want to come
out of it is my sleep,
and I'm not going to get it...
(distant accordion
plays gentle melody)
Now what's the matter?
You hear it, Mr. Wishbone?
Hear what?
Music-- it's music.
Are you out of your...?
Hold it. Listen.
You hear something?
I
(accordion plays
discordant notes, music stops)
♪♪
Hot coffee, Wish.
Who is it?
You mean, what is it?
Here you go.
(grunts)
All right,
take it easy, mister.
Take it easy.
Hey, hey, got to keep going.
...ain't got no time.
A man needs food and drink
to keep going,
and you haven't had either.
- Come on.
-(man muttering)
Loco.
Sure is.
Who be you?
Trail boss.
Pushing the herd north.
Who are you? Where you from?
(man gasping)
From the promised land, mister.
From the promised land.
He's a goner.
Rivers of gold, mister.
Jade and amethyst.
My eyes been blinded
by a golden land.
Gold, blazing like the sun.
Gold, yellow like a fire's...
- Oh, all right.
- Take it easy.
Oh! Oh, you critter.
Oh, you...
you dumb critter,
you'll get hit
with a musket ball!
What's he talking about?
What promised land?
Musket ball?
We ain't been using
musket balls for years.
Think none of you seen
a prospector before.
Probably just had
too much of the sun.
Wishbone, you tend to him.
Come on, break it up.
He's sure going to need
a lot of tending to.
I'll... I'll tend to him,
Mr. Wishbone.
Well, I got a whole crew
to cook for.
I can't be with him.
All right, Mushy,
he's all yours.
Oh, thanks, Mr. Wishbone.
Thanks.
Well, don't act like I'm
giving you some kind of present.
Case you didn't understand,
you're going to have to do
your own work
and take care of him.
Well, I don't mind,
Mr. Wishbone.
I'll... I'll tend to him.
Sure like to hear him
talk some more.
All right, Mushy,
go feed your patient.
(cattle lowing)
What you bringin' there?
Just food, mister,
chili and beans.
Well, put it down!
I got a hunger like
nobody's ever known!
Now, git. And bring
your boss back here.
I said git!
Fox, my name is Monty Fox,
and I been prospectin'
for 20 years.
You know, I just
somehow sort of figured
that might be your trade.
And I been walking
and riding, tramping...
mountains and valleys,
canyons and rivers.
(softly):
I found it, mister.
I found it!
Gold, mister.
Gold!
Right back there
in them Guadalupe Mountains.
Gold and treasures
to make King Solomon's Mines
look like nothin'.
Rowdy, this is, uh,
Monty Fox, prospector.
This is our ramrod, Rowdy Yates.
Ain't you listenin'?!
Gold, I said!
Gold!
(chuckles):
Mister...
I seen Quivira.
You what?
Quivira.
Coronado's golden city!
It's right here in New Mexico.
Deep in them
Guadalupe Mountains.
Deeper than any man
has ever been before.
(chuckling):
Exceptin' me, Monty Fox.
Golden chains.
Bracelets with precious stones.
Hallelujah!
I been in the promised land.
You've been dreaming, Monty.
(quiet gasp)
I seen it!
No more than
five or six days from here.
And I'll share it with you.
I'll share it with all of ya.
Fair and square.
Monty Fox is a man of his word.
You'll give me help against
them that's drove me out,
and we'll split the golden city.
We'll harvest the riches
of Quivira.
Quivira's a legend as old
as Coronado hisself,
and just as hairy.
There ain't no truth
in it at all.
But I seen it!
Look, mister,
we're pushing a herd north.
Now, you're welcome
to go along with us.
You can ride in the supply wagon
and we'll care for you,
but that's it.
Your two men, three men,
horses and supplies?
Now, we can't afford
to give you no food,
horses or men,
especially for a fairy tale
which is 200 years old.
MONTY:
You fools!
I got me a parcel of fools!
There's youth up there!
- Fountains of youth!
- Fountains of youth?
Aye.
That's a tale
of Coronado's city, Quivira,
where a man can get his
green years back, in Quivira.
He can live like in paradise.
Ain't any of you
looking for treasure?
Ain't any of you
looking for paradise?!
Uh, I guess we all are,
but we ain't gonna find it out
here in the middle of nowhere.
(Monty sighs)
Y-You believe me, don't you?
What's your name?
Uh, Mushy.
(cattle lowing,
men shouting, whistling)
Hey, we sure could use some
of that fountain of youth stuff
-about now, I guarantee.
- Oh, well, amen.
Just lay there
in that magic water
until I was back being a babe
in my mama's arms.
Hyah!
(cattle lowing)
(men shouting, whistling)
What the story says, junior,
it's all golden.
All golden?
That's what I said.
All golden.
There ain't nothin'
as beautiful as Quivira.
And them fountains?
Sweet and gentle...
like a soft evening rain.
And they keep a feller young.
Not for a day,
not for two day...
but forever.
And all around us is... is jade
and amethyst
and precious stones.
Boy, that must be wonderful.
It's a miracle.
And the air...
the air, it's wild...
it's delightful.
I-I tasted it, didn't I?
Just for a little while,
but... but I tasted it.
- And you know what?
- What?
These old bones of mine...
they felt like
they was ten years old.
And I did a jig, a regular jig!
Oh, it's sure a wonderful place.
Well, you know, Mr. Monty,
I ain't never seen
any kind of fountains at all.
♪♪
(quietly): You want to see it,
don't you, sonny?
Them golden treasures?
And the fruit soft and juicy,
forever hanging on the trees.
And the birds singing?
Aye.
Boy, Mr. Monty,
the way you talk!
You make it sound so real.
You make it so real
I can see it.
That's because, you and me...
we got simple souls.
Let's go.
You and me.
Monty will lead
and Mushy will follow.
Tonight.
We'll light out tonight.
What?
Right after everybody's asleep,
we'll take horses,
supplies and-and guns.
You mean steal them?
Well, you... you want to see
the golden land, don't you?
But they're my friends,
Mr. Monty--
Mr. Favor and Mr. Wishbone
and Mr. Rowdy.
And what are
your friends doing?!
Pushing cattle.
Wandering day in, day out
across the face of the earth.
Eating dust.
Driving animals
that's bellowing with pain.
They're wandering,
like the children of Cain.
That's what your friends
is doing.
And dragging you...
homeless, across the land.
Ain't you tired, boy?
Ain't you tired?
A little.
Well, there's treasures
to be gotten...
and peace...
and eternal youth in Quivira.
But I can't steal.
(chuckles softly)
Well, now, ain't I
a blasted fool?
"Steal.”
Using a word like that.
I didn't mean it, friend.
It's a loan.
We're just going
to borrow the things.
And then later,
when we find the gold,
we'll pay it back,
with interest.
(chuckles)
I ought to be kicked,
using a word like "steal.”
It's borrow, boy.
Borrow.
Are you telling the truth?
Gospel.
Well, now...
do you want to hear stories
about Quivira or...
or do you want to be there?
MAN (in distance):
Hey, Monty!
Somebody call me?
Yeah, how about
playing us a tune
on that squeeze box of yours.
Oh... sure, boys.
Sure.
(quietly):
Music has charms.
Sure.
I'll play you a little tune.
"Skip to My Lou,” huh?
What about
"Sweet Betsy from Pike"?
Yeah.
Yeah, how about "Buffalo Gal"
or one of them?
(playing music)
♪ Oh, an Indian chief ♪
♪ Loved firewater ♪
♪ Oh-oh-oh, you rolling river ♪
♪ So I gave him some ♪
♪ And stole his daughter ♪
♪ And now I've got to go ♪
♪ Cross the wide Missouri ♪
♪ Oh, Shenandoah ♪
♪ I love your daughter ♪
♪ Oh-oh-oh, you rolling river ♪
♪ Oh, Shenandoah ♪
♪ I love your daughter ♪
♪ Away, I'm bound away ♪
♪ Cross the wide Missouri. ♪
(groans softly)
Come on, Mushy, roll out.
Now, you hear me or you want me
to start throwing rocks at you?
Come on, Mushy, we got
all those drovers to feed.
Mr. Favor!
Mr. Favor!
We've been robbed!
Robbed!
Thieves, look! Cleaned out!
What are you talking about?
By who?
How do I know by who...
Mushy!
You hear any answer?
Oh, you don't think
that Mushy...
I don't mean any steer.
He's gone, isn't he?
And...
And he's gone, too.
That crack-headed prospector!
Hey Soos,
get over there immediately
-and check the horses.
- Si, senor.
I should've have
let Mushy tend him
and get his head
all filled with stories.
You think they went off looking
for that place, uh, Quivira?
Simple-minded Mushy.
Gone off into nowhere
looking for
a fool fountain of youth.
How much food's gone?
I'd say about half.
Eh, you may be right.
Mushy could've very well
gone off with him.
Senor Favor. Senor.
Four horses are gone.
Well, they can't be more than
five or six hours ahead of us,
Mr. Favor.
Two or three of us
could ride them down.
I can't spare
two or three men now.
But I could spare one man, huh?
Yeah, I'll find them.
I want that food back,
and I want those horses back.
Most of all, I want Mushy back.
And the prospector?
Well, if he wants to come back,
he can go along with us.
Only this time,
he goes tied and gagged.
All right, yeah.
Wish, should have a little...
little grub
to last me on the trail.
A sheep head.
A simpleminded,
plain little sheep head--
that's what Mushy is.
People like that-- you got
to lead them by the hand.
So you look good for him now.
What I mean is, I don't want
anything to happen to him.
(hoof beats approaching)
Come on, Junior.
Somewheres up there is Quivira.
♪♪
MONTY:
Oh, we're getting close, boy.
Close.
We'll just move on
a little bit more,
and then we'll camp.
Why, Mr. Monty?
'Cause once
a fellow's a jackass,
a fellow learns.
From now on, we move
just in the night.
Uh, they can't bushwhack
a fellow in the dark, can they?
That's right.
Yeah, come sunup,
maybe tomorrow,
or maybe the day after,
there we'll be
right in Quivira.
Right in the doorway
on the threshold
of the golden land.
(Mushy sighs)
You know, I never thought
of it before, Mr. Monty,
till now,
but if that's paradise,
how come we have to fight
to get in?
'Cause them
that's got it, Junior...
they don't want to share.
♪♪
You got any family, Mr. Monty?
Do I look
like somebody's Pa?
Just asking.
(bird cawing)
(Monty coughs)
No, I...
I'll be your family, Mushy.
Your family.
Nope. I... (laughs)
I ain't got nobody.
I guess some men is...
is meant to settle down,
and some men ain't.
And some men is just meant
to go looking.
For treasure and gold?
MONTY:
Oh, maybe so.
Maybe just looking.
You know, sometimes ...
I think I'd like to settle down
like other folks.
But I can't.
I got to keep looking.
Like there's a wonder
some place in the world...
that somebody went
and hid on me.
(birds cawing)
Hey, hey.
We got to stop him
before he warns the others.
♪♪
What is it, Mr. Monty?
Glory.
Glory. That boy
done led us home.
I-I done come out
of the wilderness.
I done got my reward.
It's gold!
Ask him about the fountains,
Mr. Monty.
I ain't seen any.
Ask him about the fountains.
Oh, who cares about fountains,
you dang digit?
It's gold, it's real,
it's like I told you, like I...
(hoof beats approaching)
Oh. Oh.
(gunshot)
Give me back my gun!
(men grunting)
Give me back my gun, you dang...
You are crazy, aren't you!
Crazy, am I?
(gasps):
Look at this!
I found it!
I found Quivira!
Well, if this is paradise,
I'll stick to pushing cattle.
Mushy, get the horses.
You're going back
where you belong.
Where'd you get that from?
It's mine, mister.
He took it from me.
ROWDY: That won't happen again,
boy, I promise you that.
A man who makes a promise
he can't keep...
is either a fool or a liar.
Depends on the man.
Who are you?
Parker. Samuel K.
First Sergeant,
California Volunteers.
This is my son.
California...
I never heard
of no outfit called that.
There ain't been none,
not for some 12 years or more.
You couldn't stay away;
you had to come back
looking for Quivira.
This is it, isn't it?
This is paradise right here!
Paradise is many things
to many men.
You found it, you blasted liar,
-you found it!
Monty!
MONTY:
He's lying!
Now, just drop your weapons,
gentlemen.
Even in paradise,
you can be a prisoner.
Compliments
of the California Volunteers.
That's one thing you
got to say for my outfit--
we come prepared
for about anything.
I always said those leg irons
would come in handy.
Look, Sergeant, w-we're drovers,
we're not prospectors.
All we want to do is
take these two out of here.
I don't care what
you got around here.
Nobody leaves here.
That's the price you pay
for looking for Quivira.
Which you done found.
Because of those trinkets?
Junk. Hardly worth
packing around.
Most of it we took off
of Chiricahua raiding parties.
"We"?
There was some 30 of us
back in '61.
We was a ridin' east
to join Mr. Abe Lincoln's Union.
Trouble was,
'stead of fightin' the war
we ended up fightin' each other.
Over a pot of gold
that's just as real
as the rainbow that leads to it.
The legend of the Quivira, huh?
Couple of Mescaleros
told us about it.
Got the whole troop
so steamed up
we just deserted
right then and there.
Paradise.
Fountains of youth.
Fruit growing forever
on trees that never die.
We swallowed it whole.
We're still paying the price.
We can't go back,
so we keep looking.
Deserters...
living for a shadow
that isn't there,
for a...
dream that doesn't exist.
What are you gonna do with us?
Everybody's got a fate.
When the others get back,
we'll decide yours.
Let's go, boy.
He's lying, I tell you,
he's lying!
Lying right through his teeth!
It's here, right here,
I know it!
Right underneath our feet,
but we can't touch it!
Aw, shut up, Monty.
-(panting)
- You can have your paradise.
Right now I'd settle
for my horse
and a five-minute head start.
I got to plan.
I got to think.
I got to figure a way
to bust loose
and start digging for the gold.
Well, you just
might get your wish.
Well, you won't
be digging for gold,
you're liable to be digging
your own grave.
Oh, Monty, oh...
Y-You're a wonder,
you know that?
You really are a wonder.
You, the sergeant,
and this place here.
You'd think I was
in some sort of a crazy dream.
The only trouble is
I'm wide awake.
Oh... (scoffs softly)
♪♪
Why you try biting it some more?
You'll get your way
out of here yet.
Oh, don't be so smart, mister.
(chuckles)
"Seek and ye shall find."
It's all my fault, Mr. Rowdy,
for getting you into this.
Shouldn't have listened to him.
Aw, it ain't your fault, Mushy.
It'd take ten men
to outtalk old Monty here.
And sometimes I even
catch myself believing him.
(quiet scraping)
- Here's your vittles.
- Thank you.
(quietly):
Thank you.
I tell you what, sonny,
I'll dicker you this here grub
for that chain you got.
Aw, don't be afraid of him, boy.
- The wind can't hurt you.
- The wind?
Yeah, it's a way of saying
he talks a lot.
Well, he sure does that.
I never did hear the like.
You come from out there,
don't you?
From the other side
of the mountains, I mean.
That's right.
Pa, he never did talk much
about the outside.
He said there
really ain't much to see.
You ain't never been
out of this place?
Nah. Not since my ma died.
We came here when
I was just a baby.
Then we just stayed.
How old are you now?
13, come 11 more months.
11 more months?
Well, I figure, well,
that's growed enough
to know a few things.
Well, don't you?
Mm-hmm.
Well, then tell me,
is Pa right?
Well, I mean about the outside.
Well...
I guess that all depends
on what you want to see.
I suppose if I was a boy, 13,
come 11 more months...
I'd, uh, find a lot to see
in a big city.
Like St. Louis.
Or a circus, maybe.
- Circus? -MUSHY:
- Well, that's a traveling show.
With all kinds of animals.
Uh, even elephants and lions.
And funny men with baggy pants
and funny faces...
and hard rock candy
and steam-pipe music.
'Course, it's just for kids.
And, of course,
the... the trains.
That's big wagons
with steam engines on it,
run on tracks.
And ships with, uh,
sails higher than you can see.
Of course, there's
other wonders, too,
not excluding schools,
where a boy like you'd
be learning his letters.
All those things?
All those wonders out there?
Mm-hmm.
Plus they got sickness and...
graveyards and...
prisons for men who
make their own laws, but...
I guess you got to have
both sides to appreciate
them wonders.
Jumpin' Jehosaphat!
Look at him!
His eyes is a-buggin'
just like Mushy's here when
I was talking about paradise.
- I'd better go.
- Uh, shorty.
Uh, you just a-keep
bringin' our food.
And don't forget it.
You bring our food.
There it is...
the key to the doorway,
the bridge
to the promised land.
What are you
talking about, Monty?
That boy.
Uh, did you see his face?
It lit up like a ten-candle
Christmas tree,
and twice as bright!
(chuckles)
And why?
'Cause you were talking to him
and telling him
about the far side
of them Guadalupe Mountains.
That's Quivira to him.
You keep working on him,
and as sure as I'm sitting here,
he'll turn the locks
on these here irons.
You'd turn him
against his own pa?
To shuck myself of my own grave?
I'd do that and more.
And if you want to stay alive,
you'll do the same.
You just keep talking
to that boy,
and don't stop talking
till we're out of here
a-walkin' straight and tall.
(sighs)
Our children...
they's a joy
to a body's old age.
(horses approaching)
MUSHY:
What's that?
ROWDY: It's Sergeant Parker's
troop, I guess.
They look like ghosts.
Yeah, well, now it comes.
Now comes the judgment day.
MAN:
Rocks.
More rocks.
I sometimes think we're never
gonna find that Quivira.
Yeah, there ain't nothin'
but heat and lizards
up that razorback, Sergeant.
Me, I'm gonna sleep
the sun through.
Not yet, Corporal,
not till we settle a problem.
- Problem?
- Three of 'em.
That fool prospector came back,
brought a couple
of drovers with him.
I knew that old man
wouldn't scare off.
We should've finished him.
Well, we may have to now.
♪♪
♪♪
You had to come back.
You had to come hunting
for Coronado's lost city.
He came back,
but he don't have to stay.
That's the reason I came
up here, to take them out.
So you could
spread the word around,
raise more hands
for climbing rainbows?
No one comes here, mister,
and no one goes.
No need to take a vote.
Took one chance
with the old man.
Can't take another one.
Well, sure...
uh, sure I come back.
You know why?
To be with you, that's why.
Uh, these other fellers, why,
they ain't nothin' but cowhands.
You run 'em out and forget 'em.
But me... well, you need me.
I'm a prospector.
I know rocks, mister.
I'm a hunter and a searcher!
And just like you.
And I wanna join ya.
That's what I wanna do.
We know what we gotta do.
Uh, didn't you hear me?
I said I wanted to join ya,
and go looking for Quivira, too.
And what if you did find it,
old man?
- Huh?
- Them treasures,
that golden city,
what if you did find it?
You couldn't ever leave here.
Why can't ya?
Why, the...
You were under fire
when you deserted.
There's no reason why
you can't go back.
The most you could get
is a year or so.
It ain't desertion that's
kept us up here
all these years, mister.
We had three officers.
Good men.
They didn't approve of our
prospecting, so...
they got buried.
That's why we can't
never trust nobody.
Not even ourselves.
Tomorrow?
Yeah.
Tomorrow.
ROWDY:
Parker?
It's no good, is it?
Even if you find the Quivira
it's no good to you at all.
You know it and I know it,
mister, there's no Quivira.
It's just a dream.
Something to...
blot out a life
that might've been.
And you're just
buried alive up here.
You may be able
to pass sins on us,
but what about your boy?
What about your son?
What right do you got
to bury him up here
with the rest of the people?
What do you mean?
I mean the boy's
asking questions.
He wants to know what
it's like on the outside.
He's got that
real big hunger to see.
What happens when he gets
a little older
and wants to ride out of here
on his own,
and the others stop him
because they can't trust him?
What are you gonna do then, huh?
(approaching footsteps)
You should be sleeping, boy.
I was waiting.
Did they, did they judge, Pa?
They judged.
I didn't know you had questions.
You should have come to me.
Gonna kill 'em,
ain't they, Pa?
Yeah.
Even if you had come to me,
I would've told you nothing.
You know why, boy?
To keep ya.
That's why, to keep ya.
What'd he tell ya?
About trains, and big cities,
and what circuses are.
That's true, boy.
It's true.
And schools for learning things.
Don't kill 'em, Pa.
Please don't kill 'em.
Well, it ain't
for me to say, son.
Also told me something else, Pa.
There's prisons out there.
Places for men who make
their own laws.
He didn't tell you
no lies, son.
Isn't that...
just what you're doing, Pa?
Making your own laws?
I got nothing but you, boy.
I ain't taught you much, but...
one thing I taught you,
never to be afraid, right?
And...
you wouldn't be afraid if you
was to be alone
without me for awhile,
would you?
What?
Just for a while, boy.
Just for a while.
You know what I wish?
Wish I could talk
to Mr. Wishbone.
I'd say, "Mr. Wishbone,
"you've been good to me
and fair to me,
and you're a good cook, too."”
Shouldn't have listened to you.
I seem to recollect
a gent named Adam
said most the same thing.
And if he hadn't of listened
we probably never would've
even of been born.
Of course then...
then there would've been
no Quivira.
(grunts)
A man's a fool
to fuss about last week.
It's next week that counts.
Well, if I get out
of this scrape
I'll fuss about next week
all day long.
That's the ginger, Yates.
And I'll figure us a way out.
All a body has to do
is to put his mind to it.
Of course, maybe
I might not have to do nothing.
You're to come with me.
Where?
I've got your horses.
Or like I done said,
children is a joy
to a body's old age.
Turn around
and don't make any noise.
MONTY: I can jump him.
Let's everybody jump him,
at least one of us
would get away.
PARKER:
I sent the boy.
There are the horses.
You can ride out of here
on two conditions.
Uh, uh, name 'em.
PARKER:
One of you I don't trust,
but I got no choice
I gotta trust you all.
Promise you won't come back,
and promise you won't
talk about this place.
You got my word, Sergeant.
You got my word.
It's your word I want.
What's the other condition?
Take the boy with you.
PARKER:
You were right, mister.
Yeah? Right about what?
About what we are.
The walking dead.
No future, no place to go.
Just the walking, riding dead
living out our time
with a dream.
You wasn't there
in the beginning.
You got nothing to do with it.
Ain't fair for him
to have to live in a graveyard.
Will you take the boy?
Yeah, all right.
He's got a real hunger
to see all those things
you told him about.
Huh, boy?
Now you do like they tell ya.
Do like I taught ya, okay?
What about you when your men
find out we're gone?
I'm still their sergeant.
You get the boy settled.
This will pay for his keep.
BOY:
Until Pa comes.
Until Pa comes?
Well, he said
when he found Quivira,
he'd come after me.
Didn't ya, Pa?
Yeah, that's what
I'm gonna do, boy.
That's what I told him.
When I find Quivira,
I'll come for him.
Out.
♪♪
I ain't, Yates.
No, sir, I ain't.
You ain't what?
Giving up Quivira.
Maybe they ain't found it,
but I can.
Are you crazy? Turn around.
We're riding out of here.
It's my whole life,
hunting gold.
My whole life hunting,
searching, digging for gold.
It's so near I can smell it.
You understand?
I-I can't leave.
We made him a promise.
(scoffs)
You made him a promise.
- You keep it.
- Don't go back.
Oh, I'll be all right.
And after I find that
fountain of youth
I'll come back and fetch ya.
ROWDY:
Come back here you crazy fool.
Go on ahead.
Get going.
I'll catch up with you.
(gunshot)
PARKER: Maybe you found Quivira,
old man.
Maybe you just walk through
them pearly gates.
I only wish you could
open the lock for me.
(whistling, cattle calls)
It's the herd, Mr. Rowdy.
Yeah.
What'll we tell Mr. Favor
about him?
We found him wandering
through the hills lost.
That ain't too far
from the truth.
What about Mr. Monty?
Well, he's gone on,
back in them hills
looking for his paradise.
He might tell some stories.
Yeah, well, we'll just tell 'em
that, uh, he got
most of them from Monty.
The rest are just dreams
after all.
Who's gonna,
who's gonna believe the dreams
of a 13 year-old...
come 11 more months?
Head 'em up!
Move 'em out!
♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
♪ Keep movin', movin', movin' ♪
♪ Though they're disapprovin' ♪
♪ Keep them doggies movin' ♪
♪ Rawhide! ♪
♪ 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! ♪
-(whip cracks)
-♪ Cut 'em out, ride 'em in ♪
♪ Ride 'em in, let 'em out,
cut 'em out, ride 'em in ♪
♪ Rawhide...! ♪
Hyah!
(whip cracks twice)