Rawhide (1959–1965): Season 5, Episode 17 - Incident of the Mountain Man - full transcript
Beseech-ed by Sara, Rowdy rides to prevent the lynching of her storied mountain man father (Josh Green). Rowdy convinces the vigilantes to let him take Green into custody and go with the cattle drive to the next town to undergo a legal murder trial. But Green escapes the drive with his daughter. Rowdy pursues and captures him. On the way back to the drive, Indians (who happened to be old friends of Green) waylay the trio. Green is now in charge with Rowdy as captive. Another problem for them is that Rowdy beat up the son of the Chief who was starting to molest the daughter. Rowdy and the girl soon learn that Green has conspired with the Indians to attack the herd. This disaffects the daughter, and prompts Rowdy to grapple with Green, who is finally wounded by his daughter. Chastened, Green sacrifices himself by remaining behind to fight the Indians as Rowdy and the girl ride off to re-join the trail drive.
♪ 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)
♪♪
Whoa...
Isn't that a beautiful sight?
A real, for sure street
with buildings on both sides.
If I even see one cow,
I'm going to be afraid
it's only a mirage.
Well, you better see
about those supplies
before it gets away from you.
I'll pick up the horseshoes
and get the supplies later.
Giddyap.
Hey, Willie.
You're dressed fit to kill.
You know, you look slick
as a young bull
in a daisy patch.
(laughs)
Hey. What?
I know why they call you Rock--
because you're stupid.
But you're not stupid enough
to pick a fight with me,
are you?
Stupid?
Who's stupid?
Who else in this outfit
can write good enough
to make a letter to his wife
every day, huh?
Who needs a wife?
There it is, Miss Hall.
Came in yesterday on the stage.
Oh, thank you.
Name's Willie Cain, ma'am.
I see we have the same interest.
Oh?
Yeah-- art, music, reading.
Nothing but the best for me.
Interesting.
Now, you take that book,
for instance.
Uh, you'll like it.
It's a good one.
I...I read it not more
than a week ago.
Vous parlez francais?
Huh?
Don't you speak French?
Oh, no.
But this book
is by a French author,
and it's never been translated.
Good day, Mr. Cain.
Huh.
Willie, how you doing?
I thought you'd be out
with the rest of the boys
doing up the town by now.
No, not me, Rowdy.
I got taste.
The scent of a real lady
lingers with me
like the scent of sulfur.
I met one today.
- Her?
- Yeah.
She bounces class
like a fistful of diamonds.
She probably owns this town.
I'm going to find out
who she is and...
Well, I'll tell you, Willie.
I'll save you the trouble.
They're passing these out
all over town.
Lola, why don't you
and this town
give those drovers an
even break, just for a change?
Sorry, dearie.
It ain't all that often
we get a trail crew through
these days.
We got to take 'em
while the taking's good.
You just do like you're told.
Otherwise,
that rich daddy of yours
might have a little trouble
recognizing you.
Myself, I sure would hate
to see that.
For one thing,
you're a good attraction.
For another, I'd probably
split my sides laughing.
Don't try it, Lola.
Those wrinkles
couldn't stand the exercise.
Ooh, that cat.
Patience, dearie, patience.
We'll take care
of our little friend--
at the right time.
♪♪
♪ Love, oh, love ♪
♪ Oh, careless love ♪
♪ Love, oh, love ♪
♪ Oh, careless love ♪
♪ Love, oh, love ♪
♪ Oh, careless love ♪
♪ You see what love
has done to me ♪
♪ Sorrow, sorrow
to my heart... ♪
Just look at her.
Pretty as any picture
I ever seen.
Uh, uh, that is, except my wife.
Oh, come on, honey.
- Have a drink.
- Oh, no, no, no, no.
Don't you worry.
I'm going to write my wife
about this, too.
(chuckles)
♪ When me and my love
have to part ♪
♪ Now my apron strings
won't tie ♪
♪ Now my money's
spent and gone ♪
♪ Cried all night ♪
♪ The night before ♪
♪ Going to cry tonight ♪
♪ And cry no more. ♪
(cheering and applause)
Hey!
(indistinct chatter)
Funny-- usually, by now,
there's a drunk
that couldn't hit the floor
with their hat in three throws.
(piano plays lively tune)
Yeah, maybe this
will explain it.
Smells like leftover sheep dip.
Fail once, try, try again.
Join me?
No, thanks.
Just because I was wrong
about you,
don't you make the mistake
of being wrong about me.
Problem, miss?
Miss Hall and I
are just going to find
a nice, quiet corner some place
and spend the rest
of the evening
discussing the, uh,
finer things in life.
She's a lady, you know.
Forget it, cowboy.
The conversation
wouldn't go easy.
You and these others--
I know your kind a mile away
with your skins burned off.
Big ideas, little brains,
just born to have
somebody's hand in your pocket.
You're right, Miss Hall.
A man spends months
on the trail,
when he gets into town,
he wants happiness,
even if he has to buy it.
That does make him
easy to cheat.
I... didn't mean anything by it.
Let me tell you about
a little town down the way.
Had, uh, watered down whiskey,
crooked tables,
and knowing drovers are just
here today and gone tomorrow,
they figured this
is a smooth way to operate.
Only trouble is,
they found out otherwise.
Don't know what
you're talking about.
Why, this old steer was so mean,
he'd fight till Satan's stove
was froze over,
then skate on the ice.
(raucous laughter)
The wagon loaded?
Yeah, loaded and ready to roll.
You check the supplies?
No. You think I should?
Yeah, I think it might be
a pretty good idea.
All right.
Hit me.
How you doing, Joe?
I can't understand it--
I haven't won a hand.
Well, maybe you got
a hard-luck deck.
Better take a look at it.
Come here.
Why, you...!
(laughing)
Oh, no.
I swear, trying to keep you
out of trouble
is like whispering in the wind.
And you couldn't even wait
for me to come and help.
Oh, well, we had a little...
How did you guess
about those supplies?
They're bad, huh?
The flour's got weevils in it,
the salt's got sand in it,
and the coffee's got rocks.
All right.
You and your friends here
got one hour
to replace those supplies.
We come back here,
we take this town apart
board by board, huh?
It's been a real pleasure,
Miss Hall.
- Lola...
- Yeah.
Our little friend.
Her time just ran out.
Well, they'll have her
loaded any minute,
and then we can get out of here.
(women screaming, men laughing)
You hear that?
A noise like that means
somebody's enjoying
somebody else's misery.
(woman screaming)
(screaming, sobbing)
(crowd laughing)
Spit feathers
for a while, sister.
That'll teach you
to keep your mouth shut.
- Ah! Ah!
-(men laughing)
All right, hold it right there.
Let her go.
All right, now get out of here,
all of you.
You won't be here forever,
Sir Lancelot,
and if she's still here when
you leave, I'll kill her.
And that's a promise.
Oh...
(Judy crying quietly)
Now when's the next stage?
Six days from now.
Well, I guess you'll
have to come along with us.
Oh, who needs you?
We're just trying
to help you out.
Help?
How do you think
I got in this mess?
They think that I told you
that the town was
trying to take you.
Well, just the same,
we're the last
-two friends you got.
- Friends?
With friends like you,
who needs enemies?
Oh, come on, Miss Judy.
You and I got
some scrubbing to do.
What?!
Woman!
That's what he said.
W-O-M-A-N, woman.
(chuckles): Lady, the way you
look, you need to spell it out.
I've been playing tag
with a tar mop, mister.
It can make a difference.
Lady, a tar-and-feathering
usually makes
all the difference.
Well, town took her on because
of us; I figured we owed her.
Well, fine.
Then you pay her off, huh?
With what, trail boss?
Two percent of
the gross payday every Friday
and laughs on the hour
every hour?
I had a good thing going in
that town, and it didn't include
3,000 stinking cows
and all the dust you can eat.
That town's probably digging
the grave for her right now.
Yeah, yeah, I know, sad story.
All right, you can go with us
as far as Butte City,
if you earn your keep.
50 cents a day.
Ain't two percent of the gross,
but it's all I pay
a cook's louse.
That and all you can eat.
Well?
Do I salute
or just get down on one knee?
Lady, you can j...
Boss.
You can, uh, sleep
in the supply wagon.
All right,
time to get out that herd.
Let's go.
Yeah.
Don't worry, his bark's
a lot worse than his bite.
Hey, Mushy, get her settled,
will you?
You know, you can't be mad
at Mr. Favor, ma'am.
He's got a pile
of responsibilities.
I know the type.
Knew one like him very well.
Principled, dedicated, with life
only to be lived, not enjoyed.
Well, they've got feet of clay,
too, and maybe it's time
your Mr. Favor
found that out for himself.
Well, how you gonna
cause trouble
for a man like Mr. Favor?
You're just one woman.
One is all it takes, my friend.
Men are the first thing
a girl learns to understand.
Your Mr. Favor is gonna get his
trouble, all right, by the yard.
Time I finish with his crew,
he'll be lucky if he has
one cow left.
(horse approaching)
Say...
Well, if it isn't, uh,
Mr. Trail Boss himself.
You have to do that now?
Wash my hair?
You're making quite
an impression with the men.
Well, the odds are in my favor.
Besides, I'm finding them
very nice.
Since when?
You came into this camp
with all the tender feelings
of the smallpox.
Well, I'm the forgiving type.
Who likes to play games
with other people's lives.
Look, these men are tired,
they're lonely.
Leave them alone, huh?
All my life, it seems,
I've been running from a man
just like you.
Right here
in the middle of nowhere,
I meet him all over again.
Man or conscience?
And like you,
he's a man of destiny
who goes in a straight line
from himself to the ultimate.
Tell me, Mr. Favor,
how does it make a person feel
to run so many lives,
to compete with God?
You just remember what I said.
Leave them alone, lady.
Miss Judy, why don't
we take a little walk
in the moonlight, hmm?
Miss Judy.
Now, all I want to do
is walk with you...
Leave her alone.
I don't want
to have to tell you again.
You know something, Yates,
you're pretty lucky
being on this cattle drive,
never having to stand up
lonesome like.
But of course,
that takes a man to do that.
Now, why don't you move on.
Break it off!
What's it all about?
Nothing important.
They were fighting over me.
It's a common emotion,
Mr. Favor.
It's been going on
since Adam and Eve.
Well, it wasn't
exactly like that.
Actually, it was my fault.
It won't happen again.
Best not, Willie.
You better see that it don't.
All right, all of you,
get some rest.
Tomorrow, we go
up that mountain.
JUDY:
Moon's so big.
Makes you feel if you reached
up, you'd freeze your fingers.
Have you ever had a girl, Rowdy?
I mean, a real
Sunday kind of girl.
Well, they don't go
with cattle drives too much.
Well, you've missed something.
Someone you can talk to.
Someone who cares about you--
I mean really cares.
Some girl's missed a lot, too.
Tell me, Judy, how come...
how come the saloon life
didn't seem like it's for you?
Oh.
Don't disappoint me, Rowdy.
Don't put a label of sin on
everything you don't agree with.
Oh, no, I just, I just don't
think it's for you, that's all.
Careful, Rowdy.
You'll make me wish I could stay
with the cattle drive.
You know better than that.
Mr. Favor wouldn't approve.
(cattle mooing)
Rowdy!
Over here!
Cut banks are sheer drop-offs
to the left,
so taking the herd
up the mountain.
Keep them to the right side
of the hogback, huh?
- Yeah. Uh, say, boss...
- Huh?
About Judy.
What about her?
Maybe you're working her
a little too hard.
Ah, a few calluses
never killed nobody, Rowdy.
You know, that may be
just what she needs.
Well, that's-that's man's work
you got her doing.
Man's work?
I always understood
that women just loved
working around a kitchen.
(men shouting, whistling)
"Both man and bird and beast.
"He prayeth best,
who loveth best
"All things
both great and small;
For the dear God who loveth us,
He made and loveth all.”
You know, the way you read that,
it comes out real pretty,
but, uh, just what does it mean?
Well, I... I think
it's Coleridge's way
of saying that there is
a place for everybody.
Only trouble is in finding it.
You know,
soon as we get to Denver,
I'm gonna buy that book
and give it to my wife.
That's a good idea, Rock.
Then you can have somebody
who'll read it for you.
(chuckles)
Oh, I could read it, all right.
If'n I had my specs.
Oh, face up to it, Rock.
You're so dumb, you couldn't
drive nails in a snowbank.
(laughs)
Being able to write a letter
don't make a man so smart.
Oh, speaking of letters,
Miss Judy,
I wonder if you'd
keep mine for me.
I wouldn't put it past
none of these drovers
to read another man's mail.
(laughs):
Oh!
What you got in those letters
that's so secret, Rock?
(laughter, clamoring)
Those are my letters!
Don't do that!
Give it to me!
Ah, come on.
List-Listen to this!
"Dear wife..."
D-E-R-E.
(laughter)
"You and me..."
I'll teach you how to write
your letter, Rock.
You'll write better than
anybody here.
All right, we're doubling
the night guard.
Willie... you, Quince
and Joe get moving.
The rest of you
don't want to join them,
you better start
getting some sleep, huh?
Join me, a cup of coffee?
That was a nice thing you did.
Anybody would've done it.
Well, none of them did.
I believe you would've
if you'd been here in time.
Rowdy... how'd you happen
to end up in this kind of life?
Just nothing else to do
after the war, I guess.
Really isn't such a bad life,
once you get used to it.
One thing about being out here,
you know your own mind,
know who you are.
I envy you.
Knowing your own mind
and knowing what you want.
You don't?
I thought I did.
Then out here,
seeing you and the others,
real... real purpose
in your lives.
Guess I didn't
set my sights very high.
ROCK:
That's W... I... F... E.
-(laughs)
- There.
That wasn't so hard, was it?
Uh-uh.
(chuckles)
You know, I'll copy it and
copy it until I get it perfect!
Good.
(sighs)
That Mushy.
I told him he was loony
when he said that you...
Said what?
Well...
Like, when you first
come with us,
he said that you were gonna
cause nothing but trouble.
Ah, that-that Mushy,
he's-he's just plain loco,
that's for sure.
Never be too quick to accept
any stranger as a friend, Rock.
Not any stranger.
Well, you ain't no stranger,
Miss Judy.
Well, leastways you ain't now.
Oh...
oh, Miss Judy,
you ain't gotta go now.
I-I thought we could sit here
and talk for a spell.
Well, you just keep practicing.
I've got a lot of talking to do.
To myself.
WILLIE:
Evenin', Miss Judy.
You shouldn't be
so far away from camp.
Why, Will, you surprise me.
You sound just like your
Mr. Almighty Trail Boss.
I can't seem to get
started with you, Judy.
But I want to.
I could take you away from that
saloon life that you lead.
Oh.
I'm gonna be somebody.
Willie Cain is goin' places.
The best of everything.
You think I'm good enough
for that kind of life?
You could be.
I could see to it.
We could live life a mile wide.
Nobody to think about
but ourselves.
You know something, Willie?
We're a lot alike, you and me.
And you're the only one around
here I really understand.
And Willie...
that's no compliment.
(laughing)
Nobody laughs at me!
Not nobody.
There you are.
That'll keep you warm
till I get you a shawl.
What happened?
It was my fault,
I didn't look where I was going.
Yeah, I-l heard this noise,
and I... I found her
lying by this log.
She must've tripped.
Ain't that right, Miss Judy?
That's just what happened,
Willie.
I tripped.
There was some
thinking I had to do.
Next time you do
your thinking in camp.
Oh, there you go again,
exuding with rules
and principles.
The doers of the world!
Mr. Favor.
FAVOR: "Heiress Returns
from Eastern School.
Judith Hallworth...”
You're Frank Hallworth's
daughter?
He's one of the richest,
most influential men
in this part of the country.
Working in a saloon,
and hanging around out here
on a cattle drive?
Why?
Laughs on the hour, every hour.
Remember, Mr. Favor?
- Rowdy...
- Huh?
We ride up that ridge tonight,
check the river for the best
crossing to shove 'em through.
(talking indistinctly)
You can take Quince with you.
Oh!
Oh, uh, excuse me,
Miss Hallworth.
Good evening, Miss Hallworth.
Seems there is a lot in a name.
Notice the difference
in the men?
I noticed.
Well, most ladies would be
happy with the change.
I'm not most ladies.
I agree, I agree.
Uh, when we get to Butte City
I'll telegraph your father,
-let him know where you are.
- No!
He that bad?
He's not bad.
He's perfect.
Perfection was never my line.
That saloon... how long
did you work there?
- JUDY: A couple months.
- Like it?
Why not?
With that town and me, it was
a case of love at first sight.
With Lola, it was a case of
mutual tolerance.
If I'd put up with her,
she'd put up with me.
Maybe you weren't liked because
you didn't belong there.
All right.
I've had an education.
Does that mean I'm supposed to
live my life in an open grave?
Meaning...?
JUDY: Meaning I want to live.
Enjoy life.
With you and my father,
it's always
duty, performance,
responsibility.
We're poles apart in what we
want to do with our lives.
That saloon.
You call that living?
Maybe not.
But I was looking.
And I'll keep on looking.
Let me tell you about
my mother, Mr. Favor...
the most uncommon
Mrs. Hallworth.
She... crocheted a little,
had a baby now and then,
and from her respectable seat in
her respectable home,
she lived out her life
of 38 years
in absolute monotony.
I decided that that was
not going to happen to me.
When you left home, didn't your
father try to get you back?
As long as he thought
there was a chance.
He gave up about
four months ago.
What about you, Judy?
When you gonna give up?
Can't run away from yourself.
Not forever.
How's Miss Judy?
Like a newborn, except for
a little bump on the head.
Oh...
Can you imagine
a fool woman like that
-falling over a log?
- Will, you shut up.
Miss Judy ain't no fool.
Oh, excuse me.
I forgot how close
you and Miss Judy are.
I told you to shut up!
Now, he's just teasing, Rock.
What's the harm?
All I want him to do is
keep his mouth shut about her.
Just 'cause she won't
have nothin' to do
with the likes of him,
-why he's gonna...
- Who wants her?
You think her having
the name "Hallworth"
makes her anything
but what she is?
I warned you,
now I'm not gonna...
-let you do it anymore!
- Rock, you gone crazy?
(whinnying)
Miss Judy...
that letter you
helped me write...
I never got it done on my own.
It... it's in my pocket.
Would you give it to me?
It's a beautiful letter, Rock.
Your wife will be very pleased.
I ain't got no wife.
Never had one.
But a man's gotta have a dream.
I used to think about it
so hard that...
...I almost believed
I had a real wife.
Everybody's gotta have somebody.
But now...
now I don't need no more
make-believe wife, 'cause...
I got somebody real.
I got... you, Miss Judy.
"Miss Judy."”
He made it sound like
a crown of jewels.
Only it's a lie.
Just as I'm a lie.
He'd still be alive now if ...
Accidents happen
on a cattle drive.
- Can't be helped.
- (sniffling)
This could.
I did it, Mr. Favor.
I went after your men
just to spite you.
Even Rock.
JUDY: Butte City can't be
too far ahead.
Will you give me a horse,
please, and let me go?
You can't just
go off by yourself.
Please, I can't stay here!
Not now.
Joe...
Come sunup you, uh... take
Miss Hallworth to Butte City.
Joe...
Mm?
Joe.
Mm?
What do you see
when you look up there?
You wake me up to
look at the stars?
Go to sleep.
Not just stars, Joe.
Those are castles in the sky.
Dreams come true.
If you're man enough
to reach up for 'em.
What are you talking about?
Miss Judy Hallworth.
Supposing she was to
disappear for a few days.
Her Pappy'd be real worried,
wouldn't he?
Might even be willing to
separate with some of that money
to get her back.
Are you out of your mind?
Couple or three days,
that's all it'd take.
I don't know.
Well, you just
think about it, Joe.
And I'll be waiting
at that old line shack
up at Spider Rock,
in case you decide
to come along.
(birds chirping)
Well, come on in.
I should've known
you were behind this.
Well, it sort of gets you,
doesn't it?
Knowing I can't keep you
out of my sight?
I'll get over it.
Oh, listen to this, Joe.
"Miss Judith Hallworth, who had
just completed four years
"at an Eastern
conservatory of music,
returns to join her father..."
You hear that, Joe?
Well, we're walking
in tall wheat.
Not only are we keeping company
with a Hallworth,
but a graduated Hallworth
who's been taught
to sing like a bird.
Why don't you sing for us,
little bird?
None of that saloon stuff.
Maybe some of that heavy stuff
that you learned in school.
What would be the use?
You wouldn't understand it.
Willie, leave her alone.
Oh, I wouldn't hurt her, Joe.
That'd be the farthest thing
from my mind.
Joe, you were foolish
to let him talk you into this.
All it's gonna get you is
a wagonload of miseries,
and that's all it's gonna get
you, too.
We'll see.
Maybe she's right.
I shouldn't have let you
talk me into this.
But you are into it.
Up to your neck.
Now don't you think you'd better
go out on watch?
Joe, you brought me here
for the money,
but did you ever give any
thought to Willie's reason?
Well, we're pals, Joe.
Maybe I did it just,
just as a good turn.
I won't be far away.
Anybody needs me, just holler.
The first place to cross
is up the mountain a ways.
Is it a good one?
Oh, there ain't no good
crossings,
but this one's the closest,
and with the storm coming up,
I think we ought to take
the first one we can.
Then we take it.
Evening, Mr. Favor.
Where you been all day?
Me and Joe, we got some plans.
You what?
Where's Judy?
She's all right.
And she'll stay that way
long as you do like you're told.
For instance?
$5,000.
You're going to Butte City
and wire her pappy for $5,000.
Ah! Did you ever hear of one
bullet killing two people?
That's what
that bullet's gonna do.
Get the money, Favor.
You bring it up to Spider Rock.
And you'd better come alone.
Hold it, Rowdy.
- Let him go.
- Let him go?
I'll take care of it.
You get those cows cross
the river.
Well, what are you gonna do?
Do what I was told to do.
Notify Miss Hallworth's father.
We charge in there like a posse,
and what's that girl's life
gonna be worth, huh?
Take over, Jim.
Now hold on, Rowdy.
Look, I started this thing,
I'm gonna finish it.
(horse approaching)
Hold it, Rowdy.
Put your hands up.
Don't make me have to shoot ya.
(men yelling)
Hyah! Hyah!
Hyah!
- Hyah! Yah!
- Hyah! .
- Hyah! Whoo!
- Hyah! Whoo!
Either that horse is sprouting
wings or I'm sure seeing things.
Ain't nobody can ride to Butte
City and back that fast.
No one did.
That river's busted loose
for real.
No way to ford it.
Just have to hold the herd here
until we can find another trail
north. You seen Rowdy?
Left right after you did.
Went after Willie.
That fathead.
Hey, you want some help?
Nah, not for what I gotta do.
You should get the herd
bedded down.
Hold the herd!
Hyah!
You don't really think you're
gonna get away with this, do ya?
Ain't no needing
you threatening me, boy.
Willie's got his head
in the clouds and he's sailing.
Course, I know
these newspapers aren't exactly
good linen, but...
and this candle,
it ain't in a silver holder...
but tonight Miss Judy and Willie
Cain are gonna dine
in all the style we got.
You going through all this
just to say you spent an evening
with a lady?
Oh, not just an evening.
A week, a month, a year maybe.
Miss Hallworth and Willie Cain
may go to Mexico
and get married.
Maybe she'll even come
to like Willie Cain.
Maybe all that.
See, Rowdy, life to me is made
up from one minute to the next.
And this is the first minute.
It's gonna be an evening
for us to remember, Judy.
For all of us to remember.
(loud snap)
♪♪
Hold it, Joe, right there.
Couldn't get into town.
There's no money.
Nothing to die for.
It's Favor,
and there ain't any money.
- Who else?
- He's alone.
Wow.
- What do you plan to do?
I'll go out the back way
and take care of Favor.
Be easy. I know this place
like the back of my hand.
Willie, then what?
Then we take up
where we left off.
Oh, Joe, you'll have
to contact old man Hallworth
for your money direct.
Willie...
don't go out that door.
What's on your mind, Joe?
I can excuse my reasons,
but I can't excuse yours.
We're gonna give ourselves up.
Are we, Joe?
Willie?
He's dead.
Miss Judy?
I'm all right, Joe.
I was born to be
a small dirt farmer.
That's what
my missus always said.
All she wanted.
It was me who wanted more.
A person's got to be what,
what he was born
to be, Miss Judy.
That's where his happiness is.
I'm going home.
Tell Mary
to forget that big place.
Get us a... get us
a little piece of land and...
♪♪
It's time to go, Judy.
I know.
Circle north from here,
and we should be in Butte City
by noon.
No, Mr. Favor,
I've got to go alone.
Joe said it:
"A person's got to be
what he's born to be."”
I belong in
my father's house.
To get there, I've got to go
back the way I came...
alone.
Judy, I'd like to take you.
Another time, another place,
and I'd have liked that, too.
- Mr. Favor.
- Good luck, Judy.
I'm going with her.
Rowdy...
I'll be back.
Head 'em up!
Move 'em out!
♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
♪ Keep movin', movin', movin' ♪
♪ Though they're disapprovin' ♪
♪ Keep them dogies movin' ♪
♪ Rawhide! ♪
♪ 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)
♪♪
Whoa...
Isn't that a beautiful sight?
A real, for sure street
with buildings on both sides.
If I even see one cow,
I'm going to be afraid
it's only a mirage.
Well, you better see
about those supplies
before it gets away from you.
I'll pick up the horseshoes
and get the supplies later.
Giddyap.
Hey, Willie.
You're dressed fit to kill.
You know, you look slick
as a young bull
in a daisy patch.
(laughs)
Hey. What?
I know why they call you Rock--
because you're stupid.
But you're not stupid enough
to pick a fight with me,
are you?
Stupid?
Who's stupid?
Who else in this outfit
can write good enough
to make a letter to his wife
every day, huh?
Who needs a wife?
There it is, Miss Hall.
Came in yesterday on the stage.
Oh, thank you.
Name's Willie Cain, ma'am.
I see we have the same interest.
Oh?
Yeah-- art, music, reading.
Nothing but the best for me.
Interesting.
Now, you take that book,
for instance.
Uh, you'll like it.
It's a good one.
I...I read it not more
than a week ago.
Vous parlez francais?
Huh?
Don't you speak French?
Oh, no.
But this book
is by a French author,
and it's never been translated.
Good day, Mr. Cain.
Huh.
Willie, how you doing?
I thought you'd be out
with the rest of the boys
doing up the town by now.
No, not me, Rowdy.
I got taste.
The scent of a real lady
lingers with me
like the scent of sulfur.
I met one today.
- Her?
- Yeah.
She bounces class
like a fistful of diamonds.
She probably owns this town.
I'm going to find out
who she is and...
Well, I'll tell you, Willie.
I'll save you the trouble.
They're passing these out
all over town.
Lola, why don't you
and this town
give those drovers an
even break, just for a change?
Sorry, dearie.
It ain't all that often
we get a trail crew through
these days.
We got to take 'em
while the taking's good.
You just do like you're told.
Otherwise,
that rich daddy of yours
might have a little trouble
recognizing you.
Myself, I sure would hate
to see that.
For one thing,
you're a good attraction.
For another, I'd probably
split my sides laughing.
Don't try it, Lola.
Those wrinkles
couldn't stand the exercise.
Ooh, that cat.
Patience, dearie, patience.
We'll take care
of our little friend--
at the right time.
♪♪
♪ Love, oh, love ♪
♪ Oh, careless love ♪
♪ Love, oh, love ♪
♪ Oh, careless love ♪
♪ Love, oh, love ♪
♪ Oh, careless love ♪
♪ You see what love
has done to me ♪
♪ Sorrow, sorrow
to my heart... ♪
Just look at her.
Pretty as any picture
I ever seen.
Uh, uh, that is, except my wife.
Oh, come on, honey.
- Have a drink.
- Oh, no, no, no, no.
Don't you worry.
I'm going to write my wife
about this, too.
(chuckles)
♪ When me and my love
have to part ♪
♪ Now my apron strings
won't tie ♪
♪ Now my money's
spent and gone ♪
♪ Cried all night ♪
♪ The night before ♪
♪ Going to cry tonight ♪
♪ And cry no more. ♪
(cheering and applause)
Hey!
(indistinct chatter)
Funny-- usually, by now,
there's a drunk
that couldn't hit the floor
with their hat in three throws.
(piano plays lively tune)
Yeah, maybe this
will explain it.
Smells like leftover sheep dip.
Fail once, try, try again.
Join me?
No, thanks.
Just because I was wrong
about you,
don't you make the mistake
of being wrong about me.
Problem, miss?
Miss Hall and I
are just going to find
a nice, quiet corner some place
and spend the rest
of the evening
discussing the, uh,
finer things in life.
She's a lady, you know.
Forget it, cowboy.
The conversation
wouldn't go easy.
You and these others--
I know your kind a mile away
with your skins burned off.
Big ideas, little brains,
just born to have
somebody's hand in your pocket.
You're right, Miss Hall.
A man spends months
on the trail,
when he gets into town,
he wants happiness,
even if he has to buy it.
That does make him
easy to cheat.
I... didn't mean anything by it.
Let me tell you about
a little town down the way.
Had, uh, watered down whiskey,
crooked tables,
and knowing drovers are just
here today and gone tomorrow,
they figured this
is a smooth way to operate.
Only trouble is,
they found out otherwise.
Don't know what
you're talking about.
Why, this old steer was so mean,
he'd fight till Satan's stove
was froze over,
then skate on the ice.
(raucous laughter)
The wagon loaded?
Yeah, loaded and ready to roll.
You check the supplies?
No. You think I should?
Yeah, I think it might be
a pretty good idea.
All right.
Hit me.
How you doing, Joe?
I can't understand it--
I haven't won a hand.
Well, maybe you got
a hard-luck deck.
Better take a look at it.
Come here.
Why, you...!
(laughing)
Oh, no.
I swear, trying to keep you
out of trouble
is like whispering in the wind.
And you couldn't even wait
for me to come and help.
Oh, well, we had a little...
How did you guess
about those supplies?
They're bad, huh?
The flour's got weevils in it,
the salt's got sand in it,
and the coffee's got rocks.
All right.
You and your friends here
got one hour
to replace those supplies.
We come back here,
we take this town apart
board by board, huh?
It's been a real pleasure,
Miss Hall.
- Lola...
- Yeah.
Our little friend.
Her time just ran out.
Well, they'll have her
loaded any minute,
and then we can get out of here.
(women screaming, men laughing)
You hear that?
A noise like that means
somebody's enjoying
somebody else's misery.
(woman screaming)
(screaming, sobbing)
(crowd laughing)
Spit feathers
for a while, sister.
That'll teach you
to keep your mouth shut.
- Ah! Ah!
-(men laughing)
All right, hold it right there.
Let her go.
All right, now get out of here,
all of you.
You won't be here forever,
Sir Lancelot,
and if she's still here when
you leave, I'll kill her.
And that's a promise.
Oh...
(Judy crying quietly)
Now when's the next stage?
Six days from now.
Well, I guess you'll
have to come along with us.
Oh, who needs you?
We're just trying
to help you out.
Help?
How do you think
I got in this mess?
They think that I told you
that the town was
trying to take you.
Well, just the same,
we're the last
-two friends you got.
- Friends?
With friends like you,
who needs enemies?
Oh, come on, Miss Judy.
You and I got
some scrubbing to do.
What?!
Woman!
That's what he said.
W-O-M-A-N, woman.
(chuckles): Lady, the way you
look, you need to spell it out.
I've been playing tag
with a tar mop, mister.
It can make a difference.
Lady, a tar-and-feathering
usually makes
all the difference.
Well, town took her on because
of us; I figured we owed her.
Well, fine.
Then you pay her off, huh?
With what, trail boss?
Two percent of
the gross payday every Friday
and laughs on the hour
every hour?
I had a good thing going in
that town, and it didn't include
3,000 stinking cows
and all the dust you can eat.
That town's probably digging
the grave for her right now.
Yeah, yeah, I know, sad story.
All right, you can go with us
as far as Butte City,
if you earn your keep.
50 cents a day.
Ain't two percent of the gross,
but it's all I pay
a cook's louse.
That and all you can eat.
Well?
Do I salute
or just get down on one knee?
Lady, you can j...
Boss.
You can, uh, sleep
in the supply wagon.
All right,
time to get out that herd.
Let's go.
Yeah.
Don't worry, his bark's
a lot worse than his bite.
Hey, Mushy, get her settled,
will you?
You know, you can't be mad
at Mr. Favor, ma'am.
He's got a pile
of responsibilities.
I know the type.
Knew one like him very well.
Principled, dedicated, with life
only to be lived, not enjoyed.
Well, they've got feet of clay,
too, and maybe it's time
your Mr. Favor
found that out for himself.
Well, how you gonna
cause trouble
for a man like Mr. Favor?
You're just one woman.
One is all it takes, my friend.
Men are the first thing
a girl learns to understand.
Your Mr. Favor is gonna get his
trouble, all right, by the yard.
Time I finish with his crew,
he'll be lucky if he has
one cow left.
(horse approaching)
Say...
Well, if it isn't, uh,
Mr. Trail Boss himself.
You have to do that now?
Wash my hair?
You're making quite
an impression with the men.
Well, the odds are in my favor.
Besides, I'm finding them
very nice.
Since when?
You came into this camp
with all the tender feelings
of the smallpox.
Well, I'm the forgiving type.
Who likes to play games
with other people's lives.
Look, these men are tired,
they're lonely.
Leave them alone, huh?
All my life, it seems,
I've been running from a man
just like you.
Right here
in the middle of nowhere,
I meet him all over again.
Man or conscience?
And like you,
he's a man of destiny
who goes in a straight line
from himself to the ultimate.
Tell me, Mr. Favor,
how does it make a person feel
to run so many lives,
to compete with God?
You just remember what I said.
Leave them alone, lady.
Miss Judy, why don't
we take a little walk
in the moonlight, hmm?
Miss Judy.
Now, all I want to do
is walk with you...
Leave her alone.
I don't want
to have to tell you again.
You know something, Yates,
you're pretty lucky
being on this cattle drive,
never having to stand up
lonesome like.
But of course,
that takes a man to do that.
Now, why don't you move on.
Break it off!
What's it all about?
Nothing important.
They were fighting over me.
It's a common emotion,
Mr. Favor.
It's been going on
since Adam and Eve.
Well, it wasn't
exactly like that.
Actually, it was my fault.
It won't happen again.
Best not, Willie.
You better see that it don't.
All right, all of you,
get some rest.
Tomorrow, we go
up that mountain.
JUDY:
Moon's so big.
Makes you feel if you reached
up, you'd freeze your fingers.
Have you ever had a girl, Rowdy?
I mean, a real
Sunday kind of girl.
Well, they don't go
with cattle drives too much.
Well, you've missed something.
Someone you can talk to.
Someone who cares about you--
I mean really cares.
Some girl's missed a lot, too.
Tell me, Judy, how come...
how come the saloon life
didn't seem like it's for you?
Oh.
Don't disappoint me, Rowdy.
Don't put a label of sin on
everything you don't agree with.
Oh, no, I just, I just don't
think it's for you, that's all.
Careful, Rowdy.
You'll make me wish I could stay
with the cattle drive.
You know better than that.
Mr. Favor wouldn't approve.
(cattle mooing)
Rowdy!
Over here!
Cut banks are sheer drop-offs
to the left,
so taking the herd
up the mountain.
Keep them to the right side
of the hogback, huh?
- Yeah. Uh, say, boss...
- Huh?
About Judy.
What about her?
Maybe you're working her
a little too hard.
Ah, a few calluses
never killed nobody, Rowdy.
You know, that may be
just what she needs.
Well, that's-that's man's work
you got her doing.
Man's work?
I always understood
that women just loved
working around a kitchen.
(men shouting, whistling)
"Both man and bird and beast.
"He prayeth best,
who loveth best
"All things
both great and small;
For the dear God who loveth us,
He made and loveth all.”
You know, the way you read that,
it comes out real pretty,
but, uh, just what does it mean?
Well, I... I think
it's Coleridge's way
of saying that there is
a place for everybody.
Only trouble is in finding it.
You know,
soon as we get to Denver,
I'm gonna buy that book
and give it to my wife.
That's a good idea, Rock.
Then you can have somebody
who'll read it for you.
(chuckles)
Oh, I could read it, all right.
If'n I had my specs.
Oh, face up to it, Rock.
You're so dumb, you couldn't
drive nails in a snowbank.
(laughs)
Being able to write a letter
don't make a man so smart.
Oh, speaking of letters,
Miss Judy,
I wonder if you'd
keep mine for me.
I wouldn't put it past
none of these drovers
to read another man's mail.
(laughs):
Oh!
What you got in those letters
that's so secret, Rock?
(laughter, clamoring)
Those are my letters!
Don't do that!
Give it to me!
Ah, come on.
List-Listen to this!
"Dear wife..."
D-E-R-E.
(laughter)
"You and me..."
I'll teach you how to write
your letter, Rock.
You'll write better than
anybody here.
All right, we're doubling
the night guard.
Willie... you, Quince
and Joe get moving.
The rest of you
don't want to join them,
you better start
getting some sleep, huh?
Join me, a cup of coffee?
That was a nice thing you did.
Anybody would've done it.
Well, none of them did.
I believe you would've
if you'd been here in time.
Rowdy... how'd you happen
to end up in this kind of life?
Just nothing else to do
after the war, I guess.
Really isn't such a bad life,
once you get used to it.
One thing about being out here,
you know your own mind,
know who you are.
I envy you.
Knowing your own mind
and knowing what you want.
You don't?
I thought I did.
Then out here,
seeing you and the others,
real... real purpose
in your lives.
Guess I didn't
set my sights very high.
ROCK:
That's W... I... F... E.
-(laughs)
- There.
That wasn't so hard, was it?
Uh-uh.
(chuckles)
You know, I'll copy it and
copy it until I get it perfect!
Good.
(sighs)
That Mushy.
I told him he was loony
when he said that you...
Said what?
Well...
Like, when you first
come with us,
he said that you were gonna
cause nothing but trouble.
Ah, that-that Mushy,
he's-he's just plain loco,
that's for sure.
Never be too quick to accept
any stranger as a friend, Rock.
Not any stranger.
Well, you ain't no stranger,
Miss Judy.
Well, leastways you ain't now.
Oh...
oh, Miss Judy,
you ain't gotta go now.
I-I thought we could sit here
and talk for a spell.
Well, you just keep practicing.
I've got a lot of talking to do.
To myself.
WILLIE:
Evenin', Miss Judy.
You shouldn't be
so far away from camp.
Why, Will, you surprise me.
You sound just like your
Mr. Almighty Trail Boss.
I can't seem to get
started with you, Judy.
But I want to.
I could take you away from that
saloon life that you lead.
Oh.
I'm gonna be somebody.
Willie Cain is goin' places.
The best of everything.
You think I'm good enough
for that kind of life?
You could be.
I could see to it.
We could live life a mile wide.
Nobody to think about
but ourselves.
You know something, Willie?
We're a lot alike, you and me.
And you're the only one around
here I really understand.
And Willie...
that's no compliment.
(laughing)
Nobody laughs at me!
Not nobody.
There you are.
That'll keep you warm
till I get you a shawl.
What happened?
It was my fault,
I didn't look where I was going.
Yeah, I-l heard this noise,
and I... I found her
lying by this log.
She must've tripped.
Ain't that right, Miss Judy?
That's just what happened,
Willie.
I tripped.
There was some
thinking I had to do.
Next time you do
your thinking in camp.
Oh, there you go again,
exuding with rules
and principles.
The doers of the world!
Mr. Favor.
FAVOR: "Heiress Returns
from Eastern School.
Judith Hallworth...”
You're Frank Hallworth's
daughter?
He's one of the richest,
most influential men
in this part of the country.
Working in a saloon,
and hanging around out here
on a cattle drive?
Why?
Laughs on the hour, every hour.
Remember, Mr. Favor?
- Rowdy...
- Huh?
We ride up that ridge tonight,
check the river for the best
crossing to shove 'em through.
(talking indistinctly)
You can take Quince with you.
Oh!
Oh, uh, excuse me,
Miss Hallworth.
Good evening, Miss Hallworth.
Seems there is a lot in a name.
Notice the difference
in the men?
I noticed.
Well, most ladies would be
happy with the change.
I'm not most ladies.
I agree, I agree.
Uh, when we get to Butte City
I'll telegraph your father,
-let him know where you are.
- No!
He that bad?
He's not bad.
He's perfect.
Perfection was never my line.
That saloon... how long
did you work there?
- JUDY: A couple months.
- Like it?
Why not?
With that town and me, it was
a case of love at first sight.
With Lola, it was a case of
mutual tolerance.
If I'd put up with her,
she'd put up with me.
Maybe you weren't liked because
you didn't belong there.
All right.
I've had an education.
Does that mean I'm supposed to
live my life in an open grave?
Meaning...?
JUDY: Meaning I want to live.
Enjoy life.
With you and my father,
it's always
duty, performance,
responsibility.
We're poles apart in what we
want to do with our lives.
That saloon.
You call that living?
Maybe not.
But I was looking.
And I'll keep on looking.
Let me tell you about
my mother, Mr. Favor...
the most uncommon
Mrs. Hallworth.
She... crocheted a little,
had a baby now and then,
and from her respectable seat in
her respectable home,
she lived out her life
of 38 years
in absolute monotony.
I decided that that was
not going to happen to me.
When you left home, didn't your
father try to get you back?
As long as he thought
there was a chance.
He gave up about
four months ago.
What about you, Judy?
When you gonna give up?
Can't run away from yourself.
Not forever.
How's Miss Judy?
Like a newborn, except for
a little bump on the head.
Oh...
Can you imagine
a fool woman like that
-falling over a log?
- Will, you shut up.
Miss Judy ain't no fool.
Oh, excuse me.
I forgot how close
you and Miss Judy are.
I told you to shut up!
Now, he's just teasing, Rock.
What's the harm?
All I want him to do is
keep his mouth shut about her.
Just 'cause she won't
have nothin' to do
with the likes of him,
-why he's gonna...
- Who wants her?
You think her having
the name "Hallworth"
makes her anything
but what she is?
I warned you,
now I'm not gonna...
-let you do it anymore!
- Rock, you gone crazy?
(whinnying)
Miss Judy...
that letter you
helped me write...
I never got it done on my own.
It... it's in my pocket.
Would you give it to me?
It's a beautiful letter, Rock.
Your wife will be very pleased.
I ain't got no wife.
Never had one.
But a man's gotta have a dream.
I used to think about it
so hard that...
...I almost believed
I had a real wife.
Everybody's gotta have somebody.
But now...
now I don't need no more
make-believe wife, 'cause...
I got somebody real.
I got... you, Miss Judy.
"Miss Judy."”
He made it sound like
a crown of jewels.
Only it's a lie.
Just as I'm a lie.
He'd still be alive now if ...
Accidents happen
on a cattle drive.
- Can't be helped.
- (sniffling)
This could.
I did it, Mr. Favor.
I went after your men
just to spite you.
Even Rock.
JUDY: Butte City can't be
too far ahead.
Will you give me a horse,
please, and let me go?
You can't just
go off by yourself.
Please, I can't stay here!
Not now.
Joe...
Come sunup you, uh... take
Miss Hallworth to Butte City.
Joe...
Mm?
Joe.
Mm?
What do you see
when you look up there?
You wake me up to
look at the stars?
Go to sleep.
Not just stars, Joe.
Those are castles in the sky.
Dreams come true.
If you're man enough
to reach up for 'em.
What are you talking about?
Miss Judy Hallworth.
Supposing she was to
disappear for a few days.
Her Pappy'd be real worried,
wouldn't he?
Might even be willing to
separate with some of that money
to get her back.
Are you out of your mind?
Couple or three days,
that's all it'd take.
I don't know.
Well, you just
think about it, Joe.
And I'll be waiting
at that old line shack
up at Spider Rock,
in case you decide
to come along.
(birds chirping)
Well, come on in.
I should've known
you were behind this.
Well, it sort of gets you,
doesn't it?
Knowing I can't keep you
out of my sight?
I'll get over it.
Oh, listen to this, Joe.
"Miss Judith Hallworth, who had
just completed four years
"at an Eastern
conservatory of music,
returns to join her father..."
You hear that, Joe?
Well, we're walking
in tall wheat.
Not only are we keeping company
with a Hallworth,
but a graduated Hallworth
who's been taught
to sing like a bird.
Why don't you sing for us,
little bird?
None of that saloon stuff.
Maybe some of that heavy stuff
that you learned in school.
What would be the use?
You wouldn't understand it.
Willie, leave her alone.
Oh, I wouldn't hurt her, Joe.
That'd be the farthest thing
from my mind.
Joe, you were foolish
to let him talk you into this.
All it's gonna get you is
a wagonload of miseries,
and that's all it's gonna get
you, too.
We'll see.
Maybe she's right.
I shouldn't have let you
talk me into this.
But you are into it.
Up to your neck.
Now don't you think you'd better
go out on watch?
Joe, you brought me here
for the money,
but did you ever give any
thought to Willie's reason?
Well, we're pals, Joe.
Maybe I did it just,
just as a good turn.
I won't be far away.
Anybody needs me, just holler.
The first place to cross
is up the mountain a ways.
Is it a good one?
Oh, there ain't no good
crossings,
but this one's the closest,
and with the storm coming up,
I think we ought to take
the first one we can.
Then we take it.
Evening, Mr. Favor.
Where you been all day?
Me and Joe, we got some plans.
You what?
Where's Judy?
She's all right.
And she'll stay that way
long as you do like you're told.
For instance?
$5,000.
You're going to Butte City
and wire her pappy for $5,000.
Ah! Did you ever hear of one
bullet killing two people?
That's what
that bullet's gonna do.
Get the money, Favor.
You bring it up to Spider Rock.
And you'd better come alone.
Hold it, Rowdy.
- Let him go.
- Let him go?
I'll take care of it.
You get those cows cross
the river.
Well, what are you gonna do?
Do what I was told to do.
Notify Miss Hallworth's father.
We charge in there like a posse,
and what's that girl's life
gonna be worth, huh?
Take over, Jim.
Now hold on, Rowdy.
Look, I started this thing,
I'm gonna finish it.
(horse approaching)
Hold it, Rowdy.
Put your hands up.
Don't make me have to shoot ya.
(men yelling)
Hyah! Hyah!
Hyah!
- Hyah! Yah!
- Hyah! .
- Hyah! Whoo!
- Hyah! Whoo!
Either that horse is sprouting
wings or I'm sure seeing things.
Ain't nobody can ride to Butte
City and back that fast.
No one did.
That river's busted loose
for real.
No way to ford it.
Just have to hold the herd here
until we can find another trail
north. You seen Rowdy?
Left right after you did.
Went after Willie.
That fathead.
Hey, you want some help?
Nah, not for what I gotta do.
You should get the herd
bedded down.
Hold the herd!
Hyah!
You don't really think you're
gonna get away with this, do ya?
Ain't no needing
you threatening me, boy.
Willie's got his head
in the clouds and he's sailing.
Course, I know
these newspapers aren't exactly
good linen, but...
and this candle,
it ain't in a silver holder...
but tonight Miss Judy and Willie
Cain are gonna dine
in all the style we got.
You going through all this
just to say you spent an evening
with a lady?
Oh, not just an evening.
A week, a month, a year maybe.
Miss Hallworth and Willie Cain
may go to Mexico
and get married.
Maybe she'll even come
to like Willie Cain.
Maybe all that.
See, Rowdy, life to me is made
up from one minute to the next.
And this is the first minute.
It's gonna be an evening
for us to remember, Judy.
For all of us to remember.
(loud snap)
♪♪
Hold it, Joe, right there.
Couldn't get into town.
There's no money.
Nothing to die for.
It's Favor,
and there ain't any money.
- Who else?
- He's alone.
Wow.
- What do you plan to do?
I'll go out the back way
and take care of Favor.
Be easy. I know this place
like the back of my hand.
Willie, then what?
Then we take up
where we left off.
Oh, Joe, you'll have
to contact old man Hallworth
for your money direct.
Willie...
don't go out that door.
What's on your mind, Joe?
I can excuse my reasons,
but I can't excuse yours.
We're gonna give ourselves up.
Are we, Joe?
Willie?
He's dead.
Miss Judy?
I'm all right, Joe.
I was born to be
a small dirt farmer.
That's what
my missus always said.
All she wanted.
It was me who wanted more.
A person's got to be what,
what he was born
to be, Miss Judy.
That's where his happiness is.
I'm going home.
Tell Mary
to forget that big place.
Get us a... get us
a little piece of land and...
♪♪
It's time to go, Judy.
I know.
Circle north from here,
and we should be in Butte City
by noon.
No, Mr. Favor,
I've got to go alone.
Joe said it:
"A person's got to be
what he's born to be."”
I belong in
my father's house.
To get there, I've got to go
back the way I came...
alone.
Judy, I'd like to take you.
Another time, another place,
and I'd have liked that, too.
- Mr. Favor.
- Good luck, Judy.
I'm going with her.
Rowdy...
I'll be back.
Head 'em up!
Move 'em out!
♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
♪ Keep movin', movin', movin' ♪
♪ Though they're disapprovin' ♪
♪ Keep them dogies movin' ♪
♪ Rawhide! ♪
♪ Rawhide...! ♪
Hyah!
(whip cracks twice)