Wanted: Dead or Alive (1958–1961): Season 1, Episode 15 - Rawhide Breed - full transcript
Following an Indian attack on their stagecoach, Randall and an eastern gentleman unaccustomed to the ways of the West must trek to safety across many long, hot miles of hostile Apache territory.
Waiting party.
Could be part of Mangas
Colorado and his bunch.
Frank, that stage is
one day ahead of us.
Can we catch Hod
and that bounty hunter?
When I said nobody was taking
Hod in for the price on his head,
I meant it.
Yeah, but with Apache scouting
parties all through the country...
Would you let a bounty man
take your brother in to hang?
RAWHIDE BREED
Come out now, unless you
want to stay in there and fry.
Awful.
Just awful.
Yeah, well, let's get busy.
Give me a hand.
Just a minute, Mr Randall, I
don't have to take orders from you.
We don't have time to argue.
Those Apaches could
come back at any time.
The quicker we get
out of here, the better.
Right now I find myself
feeling sorry for Hod Kreager.
He said you were taking
him back to Fort Apache.
- Did he say why?
- Of course. He'd robbed a stage.
He forgot one small detail.
He killed two men doing it.
I've never seen a man
die by violence before.
Worry about it later. Right
now, empty his pockets.
You rob the dead?
Now look, Mr Klingsmith.
The driver and the guard's
families would like their things.
Now please give me a hand!
Know where we are?
Middle of nowhere.
About 20 miles from a relay station.
With luck we can make it by dark.
One swallow. We're
gonna need that water.
You said we'd reach
the next station soon.
As long as you can
sweat, you're alright.
You're no officer of the law.
No, I'm a bounty hunter, and I
bring back wanted men for the reward.
And the reward is the same whether
you bring them in alive or dead.
Most of the time.
You want me to bear witness
that you captured Hod Kreager.
You think that's why I'm
trying to get you out of this.
Do you deny it?
Why bother?
See if you can find a shovel.
How far is it to
the next station?
I figure about 20 miles.
Trouble is, with
Mangas Colorado out,
every station between here and
Fort Apache will either be burned out
or the crew's gonna hightail it.
Then where can we go?
I was wondering that myself.
The Apaches will stand up
and fight Indian, like the Sioux.
They'll have war parties
all over this territory
and be watching this road.
Then it's hopeless.
Well listen... It's 100 miles
on that road to Fort Apache.
It's 40 miles shorter if
we cut across country.
At a steady pace,
we'll make it in a week.
I've no choice but to
do as you think best.
I wish I'd never
seen this country!
Listen.
We're just loaded
with luck, aren't we?
All bad.
How far is it to the next water?
I don't know.
Don't shoot!
Look.
How far have we come?
Not far enough... but as far
as we're going without water.
Maybe he knows
where there's water.
He knows alright. First
thing an Apache learns.
He doesn't look like much
but... this is his country.
Water.
Do you understand me?
We won't harm you.
Tell us where to find water.
Can't we make him talk?
See that scar?
Made by live coal,
laid on the skin.
If he cried or yelled, he'd be named
a coward and treated like a squaw.
What are you going to do?
You can't!
- Stay out of this!
- You can't torture him!
Well, I wasn't planning to,
not the way you're thinking.
Water... where is it?
I repeat... water, where is it?
Grab his arms.
Do as I say. Your
life depends on it.
I'll show you.
I don't understand.
I destroyed his secret medicine,
made it plain I'd
cut off his nose.
He'd never be able
to return to his tribe.
Why not?
It's the worst punishment
an Apache knows.
Brand of the coward.
Would you have done it
if... he'd refused to give in?
You can't bluff an Apache.
I'm learning that the Apaches
aren't the only savages around here.
Let's go.
Here, here.
Klingsmith!
The water's poisoned!
I don't believe
it. It's a trick!
It's poisoned.
You drink that, you'll
be dead in an hour.
You've got to find him.
We'd be wasting time.
Two of 'em. They
probably made it this far.
Thought the road was too
dangerous, took out for Fort Apache.
Come on, Frank, let's turn back.
Look, Apache war smoke.
Can't die any younger.
Let's get moving!
Fort Apache.
On the other
side of those hills.
Apaches, three of
them! Now listen to me.
If they got any idea
we're here, we've had it.
Keep your head down
and don't breathe!
You're going to leave me here.
Maybe you want to
die, Mr., but I don't.
I thought you were leaving me.
I hope you're satisfied.
The horses are gone,
so now we have to walk.
Well, it's warm and it
stinks, but it's water.
Why don't you leave me?
Misery loves company
and you're all I've got.
We'll rest here for a few hours.
Move on at dawn.
This man you were
bringing in, Hod Kreager.
Did he kill someone
you knew? A friend?
No, never saw him
before in my life.
Never saw Hod Kreager
either for that matter.
I met his brother once, Frank.
And the reward... is a
large amount of money.
Why do you want to know?
I'm trying to
understand something.
$200... more than Hod and his
two brothers are worth put together.
$200. And that's
your only reason?
You might say that.
One of us better turn in.
You sleep. I want to think.
Suit yourself. But if you
hear any noise, wake me up.
Don't talk loud.
Hold it, Randall!
Well, Frank?
This is a surprise.
I figured it would
be. Where's Hod?
Buried, back where the
Apaches jumped the stagecoach.
You've had a long
ride for nothing.
So Hod's dead?
Killing you will make up for it.
What about this fella here?
Put a bullet in his head.
When they find the bones...
Klingsmith!
Now listen, I'll keep firing,
you go hide behind those rocks!
Come on!
What's happened?
Your guess is as good as mine.
Probably waiting till
daybreak. They'll be at us again.
What do we do?
Pray.
Get down, they'll see you.
What does it mean?
We've had a change of
luck. It's a medicine lance.
I think we climbed up
to a tribal medicine rock.
Represents something important
to them, their god or something.
But they've pulled
out. For good.
The only thing that stands
between us and Fort Apache is...
a long walk.
You want money
for bringing men in.
How much do I owe you?
I expect nothing from you
but if you ever talk
to me like that again...
Maybe you don't know any better
so I'm gonna tell you something.
Most towns have
sheriffs and marshals.
We're a far from town,
not much law.
Men like Hod Kreager
do what they like,
pushing people around, killing.
Somebody's got to stop them.
Josh!
Wait!
Subtitles by Télétota
Could be part of Mangas
Colorado and his bunch.
Frank, that stage is
one day ahead of us.
Can we catch Hod
and that bounty hunter?
When I said nobody was taking
Hod in for the price on his head,
I meant it.
Yeah, but with Apache scouting
parties all through the country...
Would you let a bounty man
take your brother in to hang?
RAWHIDE BREED
Come out now, unless you
want to stay in there and fry.
Awful.
Just awful.
Yeah, well, let's get busy.
Give me a hand.
Just a minute, Mr Randall, I
don't have to take orders from you.
We don't have time to argue.
Those Apaches could
come back at any time.
The quicker we get
out of here, the better.
Right now I find myself
feeling sorry for Hod Kreager.
He said you were taking
him back to Fort Apache.
- Did he say why?
- Of course. He'd robbed a stage.
He forgot one small detail.
He killed two men doing it.
I've never seen a man
die by violence before.
Worry about it later. Right
now, empty his pockets.
You rob the dead?
Now look, Mr Klingsmith.
The driver and the guard's
families would like their things.
Now please give me a hand!
Know where we are?
Middle of nowhere.
About 20 miles from a relay station.
With luck we can make it by dark.
One swallow. We're
gonna need that water.
You said we'd reach
the next station soon.
As long as you can
sweat, you're alright.
You're no officer of the law.
No, I'm a bounty hunter, and I
bring back wanted men for the reward.
And the reward is the same whether
you bring them in alive or dead.
Most of the time.
You want me to bear witness
that you captured Hod Kreager.
You think that's why I'm
trying to get you out of this.
Do you deny it?
Why bother?
See if you can find a shovel.
How far is it to
the next station?
I figure about 20 miles.
Trouble is, with
Mangas Colorado out,
every station between here and
Fort Apache will either be burned out
or the crew's gonna hightail it.
Then where can we go?
I was wondering that myself.
The Apaches will stand up
and fight Indian, like the Sioux.
They'll have war parties
all over this territory
and be watching this road.
Then it's hopeless.
Well listen... It's 100 miles
on that road to Fort Apache.
It's 40 miles shorter if
we cut across country.
At a steady pace,
we'll make it in a week.
I've no choice but to
do as you think best.
I wish I'd never
seen this country!
Listen.
We're just loaded
with luck, aren't we?
All bad.
How far is it to the next water?
I don't know.
Don't shoot!
Look.
How far have we come?
Not far enough... but as far
as we're going without water.
Maybe he knows
where there's water.
He knows alright. First
thing an Apache learns.
He doesn't look like much
but... this is his country.
Water.
Do you understand me?
We won't harm you.
Tell us where to find water.
Can't we make him talk?
See that scar?
Made by live coal,
laid on the skin.
If he cried or yelled, he'd be named
a coward and treated like a squaw.
What are you going to do?
You can't!
- Stay out of this!
- You can't torture him!
Well, I wasn't planning to,
not the way you're thinking.
Water... where is it?
I repeat... water, where is it?
Grab his arms.
Do as I say. Your
life depends on it.
I'll show you.
I don't understand.
I destroyed his secret medicine,
made it plain I'd
cut off his nose.
He'd never be able
to return to his tribe.
Why not?
It's the worst punishment
an Apache knows.
Brand of the coward.
Would you have done it
if... he'd refused to give in?
You can't bluff an Apache.
I'm learning that the Apaches
aren't the only savages around here.
Let's go.
Here, here.
Klingsmith!
The water's poisoned!
I don't believe
it. It's a trick!
It's poisoned.
You drink that, you'll
be dead in an hour.
You've got to find him.
We'd be wasting time.
Two of 'em. They
probably made it this far.
Thought the road was too
dangerous, took out for Fort Apache.
Come on, Frank, let's turn back.
Look, Apache war smoke.
Can't die any younger.
Let's get moving!
Fort Apache.
On the other
side of those hills.
Apaches, three of
them! Now listen to me.
If they got any idea
we're here, we've had it.
Keep your head down
and don't breathe!
You're going to leave me here.
Maybe you want to
die, Mr., but I don't.
I thought you were leaving me.
I hope you're satisfied.
The horses are gone,
so now we have to walk.
Well, it's warm and it
stinks, but it's water.
Why don't you leave me?
Misery loves company
and you're all I've got.
We'll rest here for a few hours.
Move on at dawn.
This man you were
bringing in, Hod Kreager.
Did he kill someone
you knew? A friend?
No, never saw him
before in my life.
Never saw Hod Kreager
either for that matter.
I met his brother once, Frank.
And the reward... is a
large amount of money.
Why do you want to know?
I'm trying to
understand something.
$200... more than Hod and his
two brothers are worth put together.
$200. And that's
your only reason?
You might say that.
One of us better turn in.
You sleep. I want to think.
Suit yourself. But if you
hear any noise, wake me up.
Don't talk loud.
Hold it, Randall!
Well, Frank?
This is a surprise.
I figured it would
be. Where's Hod?
Buried, back where the
Apaches jumped the stagecoach.
You've had a long
ride for nothing.
So Hod's dead?
Killing you will make up for it.
What about this fella here?
Put a bullet in his head.
When they find the bones...
Klingsmith!
Now listen, I'll keep firing,
you go hide behind those rocks!
Come on!
What's happened?
Your guess is as good as mine.
Probably waiting till
daybreak. They'll be at us again.
What do we do?
Pray.
Get down, they'll see you.
What does it mean?
We've had a change of
luck. It's a medicine lance.
I think we climbed up
to a tribal medicine rock.
Represents something important
to them, their god or something.
But they've pulled
out. For good.
The only thing that stands
between us and Fort Apache is...
a long walk.
You want money
for bringing men in.
How much do I owe you?
I expect nothing from you
but if you ever talk
to me like that again...
Maybe you don't know any better
so I'm gonna tell you something.
Most towns have
sheriffs and marshals.
We're a far from town,
not much law.
Men like Hod Kreager
do what they like,
pushing people around, killing.
Somebody's got to stop them.
Josh!
Wait!
Subtitles by Télétota