All language subtitles for Rawhide - 1x05

Hyah!
?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 'em?

Just rope 'em, throw,
and brand 'em?

Soon we'll be livin'
high and wide?

My heart's calculatin'?

My true love will be waitin'?

Be waitin'
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?

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!

Hyah!

Rawhide...!?

Hyah!

Hyah!
?Rollin, rollin, rollin'...?

Hyah!

Cattle drive's mostly
hard work,

doing without, being alone.

It's warming yourself
in a rainstorm

with no fuel but buffalo chips.

Spreading your duds
on an anthill

to get out the vermin.

It's being and doing things

you don't rightly ask
of two-legged humans,

unless they're cowboys.

Add discipline and loyalty
to the list,

all for $30 a month.

It's a big strain on a man.

You have to expect something
to give along the way

and bust wide open.

I'm in a position to know.

I'm Gil Favor, trail boss.

I tell you,
the wind was
blowing so strong...

This friend of mine,
he had a $20 gold piece

when he got swooped up.

Well, when he came down,
he looked at that 20.

I'll be darned
if it hadn't turned

to two 50-cent pieces
and a plugged nickel.

What's the matter
with you jaspers?

I told that story
maybe ten times.

It's always good
for a laugh.

Getting mighty hard
to amuse.

Maybe nobody feels
it's funny.

Maybe there's nothing
to laugh at.

You'd think Niosha
was Kansas City

or St. Louis
or something.

Maybe it ain't
much of a town,

but it's a place to
go, something to do.

I'll give you
something to do.

Keep you busy
all night.

And that's
picking the teeth

out of the back
of your throat.

Ease off, Brad.

Sit down,
Rowdy.

Two whole days,
and nothing to do

but take a long
squint at the sun

or a quick nap
in the shade.

It's enough to drive
a guy out of his mind.

?...wild ol' Brazos
was on the rise?

We busted her?

And got across?

A good horse for to thank...?

That devil river's
going to take

alotof busting,
Mr. Nolan.

You trying to work a
hoodoo to get us over
on the other side?

You fool-headed wrangler.

Don't ever come bulging in
on a skittery herd like that.

Huh?

The smell of water's
naggin' at them.

We're keeping
them thirsty.

How come?

Oh, you're pitiful, Yank.

You see, by the time
that river goes down,

these cattle will be
so bone-dry,

they'll be rushing
to get in that water.

We won't have to push
so hard to get them across.

Hmm.

You know, seems
plain unreasonable

to keep everyone
from going into town,

as long as we're
laid-up anyhow.

Boys are getting
mighty breechy.

Everybody's snapping
at everybody else.

Don't let that be
yourway, Boston.

Mr. Favor has reasons,
good reasons.

Guess so.

Say, Mr. Nolan?

How long do you
think it would take

a lowdown horse
wrangler like me

to... well, to be a
top rider like you?

Well, the world got created
in six days.

You might make it in six.

Thanks!

Years.

Now get that thing
out of here, Jesse,

and don't make me
tell you again.

You're not turning
this chuck wagon

into a blattin' cart.

You ain't so hard
as you make out to be, Wishbone.

Only thing hard about you
is them biscuits you put out.

Look at her!

Just nothing
but a rack of bones.

I'mnotgoing
against Mr. Favor's orders.

There's enough raw
feelings in this
outfit already.

Now, look...

just who cares
about Mr. Favor?

There!

Calves have got
no cash value.

Nothin' but bother.

All their ma's always
bawling after them,
riling up the herd.

Either shoot 'em
or beef 'em for grub.

Not little ol' Buttermilk.

Now, look...

Wishbone,
you're going to take

good care
of little Buttermilk.

You're going
to keep her warm

and safe
and out of sight.

Now, you go ahead
and rustle up some milk,

so she don't start
missing her mammy.

Now, you hear me?
Now, go on!

Overgrown lummox.

You couldn't help it
'cause you was born

no more than me.

Ain't no reason
whyyoushould suffer for it.

Well, I-I know.

Good evening, gentlemen.

I trust
we're welcome.

Unbend, gentlemen.

Let's not have
so much formality.

On your feet,
Lieutenant!

Attention!

Force of habit, gentlemen.

What do you want, Millett?

Perhaps I should explain.

Lieutenant Favor
served under me

during the last
stages of the
recent conflict.

How have you been,
my good friend?

Fine...

till now.

Ishouldbe offended.

You knew my family
owned half this county,

including the
town of Niosha,

and yet you kept
your men away

as though it
harbored a plague.

Doesn't it?

What in the world

could you possibly mean,
Mr. Favor?

I think this ex-colonel,
here, knows my meaning.

I think I do.

I need every hand
I've got

to get this herd
to Sedalia.

I was under
the impression

the institution of
slavery was abolished.

I thought even Southerners

were free to come
and go as they please.

Was I wrong in
that, gentlemen?

Your lord and
master, here,

knows that I'm
recruiting men

of stout hearts
to reestablish
the Confederacy

and a way of life
that's dear

to every Southerner
worthy of the name.

These men are trying
toforgetthe war.

You're wasting your breath.

Suppose we let
themdecide.

Allow me to present
Miss Narcissa Adams, gentlemen.

The lady has
some literature

that may awaken
your dead pride.

Heavens...

you're just
a little weanling, aren't you?

You make it mighty
interesting, ma'am.

Even for a Yankee.

You'reanything
but a little weanling.

You're aman.

I'm mindful
that some of you

may be lacking
in formal education.

So, if you will
allow me...

"Your call to destiny...

"Join the new Confederacy
of Panama.

"If you are a Southerner,
and refuse to crawl

"under Yankee arrogance
and oppression,

"adventure and wealth await you.

"Plantations in a
tropical paradise,

"with willing natives

"to serve.

"50 gold dollars
when you sign up.

"Arms and uniforms
furnished free.

Signed, "Colonel
Warren Millett,

"First Emperor
of the Confederacy of Panama.

Headquarters,
Niosha, Texas."

All right,
you've had your say, Millett.

Now, take this woman,
and get out.

One final word.

Think to your future, men.

There's nothing
here for you

but jackrabbit stew
and mesquite beans.

Paltry trail wages
you'll leave behind

in some Northern railhead.

Then you're back
where you started
from- broke.

You were leaving,
Millett.

Come, my dear.

There's plenty
of therightkind

of excitement
in Niosha, boys.

And plenty
of liquor,

if you should decide
to talk things over.

He paints an exciting picture,
huh, Mr. Favor?

If you're partial
to pipe dreams.

You men know how many ranches
south of the Nueces

are depending on us
to get their brands to market.

Now, I can't force you to stay,

but if I find any man
preaching around camp

using this for a text,
he's got a fight on his hands.

Look, boy.

I don't read so good.

But is everything
that the Colonel said,

is that all writ down here?

Yes.

Just like he said.

It is, is it?

It is?

You know,
it's funny.

Looks like
there's places

further south
than South, huh?

Oh, Colonel,
I-I've been readin'

this thing real
careful like.

But there's just one
thing I want to know.

Yes, Mr. Childress.

Well, is it true like you say?

That wherever this place is
or whatever name it goes by

that if a man goes there,
he can be what he wants to be?

Is that true?

Is it true?

Of course it's true, Jesse.

That's exactly
what Colonel Millett

wants you to understand.

Oh, you're real
thoughtful of me,
Miss Narcie.

Go on, drink up.

To the power
and the glory.

A good drink dries up
all the foolish, dull

and cruddy vapors
environing the brain.

It illumines the face

and impels the heart
to deeds of courage.

Oh, Colonel, you
said that real pretty.

So did someone
else before me.

Well, Mr. Childress,
if you have any other questions,

Miss Narcie will be glad
to answer them I'm sure.

Uh-huh.

I have some business
downstairs in the saloon.

That's all right,
Colonel.

That's all right.

What's the matter, Jesse?

You want to know something?

I can't even read.

I can't understand half
of what the Colonel says

with all them
fancy words.

You know, I never seen
a round map

like that before
in my whole life.

Jesse, you just
believe me-

none of that is
the full measure
of a man.

Well, what is?

It's what you have
in your heart

to make of yourself.

Go on.

If you listen
to Colonel Millett

you'll be a leader worthy
of anybody's respect.

Yours?

Any woman's.

Go on talkin',
Miss Narcie,

and promising things.

You know, Miss Narcie,

I could listen
to you forever.

Thank you, ma'am.

Last call for breakfast.

Aw, come on now.

Give me that.

All right, rise and shine,
you lice-bit drags!

Everybody up!

Rise and shine!

Yah-ha-ha!

You're looking at the man
that can holler louder,

jump higher, shoot straighter,
get drunker, wake up soberer

than anybody... including me.

Jesse?

It sure is.

Here I come!

Ya-ha!

You're looking at a soldier.

A soldier in the Grand Army

of the New Confederacy
of Panama.

You boys can go ahead
polishing your britches

in a saddle if you want to,
but not this old son, uh-uh.

Who wants to be
a stinkin' cowhand anyhow?

All you do is get kicked
and gouged wherever you go.

Ah, but I seen the light.

The Colonel showed me the light.

Sure it wasn't that woman?

You leave
Miss Narcie out of this.

She's a fine southern lady.

Guess you didn't believe
me last night, Jess.

You mean just you and me...

tooth and claw?

He means just
him and me...

tooth and claw.

There goes your breakfast.

You shouldn't have said nothin'
about Miss Narcie.

She's a...

a fine southern lady.

I heard you the first time,
Jesse.

I'm sorry, Mr. Favor.

I didn't mean
to hurt you so much.

But Miss Narcie is
a fine southern lady.

Oh... there's one more thing
you're going to be real sore

at me about.

That little old calf-

you... you asked me
to go out and kill it?

Well, trail rules
or no trail rules,

I just didn't have the heart.

So I'm...

I'm taking her with me.

Jesse.

Get the herd started.

You don't mean
that, Mr. Favor.

I was afraid
of something like this.

I can't risk losing even
one more man on fool's bait.

That river's still big swimmin'.

We could lose a lot more
than just the herd.

Don't argue.

Saddle your horses.

The best mounts
from the remuda.

We're going across the river.

Anybody can't swim, say so now.

You can raft across
with the wagons.

I'll make it all right,
Mr. Favor.

All right, let's roll.

Don't let them balk
when they hit the water.

Make 'em swim.

All right, you were thirsty.

Now get your heinders wet.

Keep that drag closing in.

Hyah! Hyah!

Keep 'em closing in.

Break up the mill.

Put 'em out.
String 'em thin.

Help!

Somebody help!

Swim!

I can't!

Help! Help!

Boston!

Boston!

Boston!

We're losing cattle fast.

Turn 'em back.

We couldn't even
find his body.

Only last night he asked me

how long it'd take him
to be top hand.

We won't ever know that now,
will we, Mr. Favor?

Sure going to be tough
writing his folks.

Don't even know
if he had any.

Never got
that close to him.

Don't even know
his real name...

just Boston.

Why didn't the fool kid

say he couldn't swim?!

You remember Fredericksburg?

Remember how those Yanks
kept trying to come over

that stone wall
at the foot of Mary Heights?

We felt ashamed
shooting them down,

but they kept coming.

Well, I reckon northerners
got their pride, too.

Going somewhere?

That was wrong, what
you done today, Mr. Favor.

I can be wrong.

The Yankee boy-

things like that could
happen on any crossing,

but we shouldn't
have even tried it.

You got more to say?

You let Millett booger
you into it.

I saw the way you looked
at those handbills,

the way you looked
at the woman.

It wasn't hard
to read your minds.

Maybe you were right.

So we're joining up
with the Colonel.

You found the excuse
you were looking for.

If that's the
way you put it.

You won't feel good
about it for long.

Tomorrow, maybe the next day,
you'll think it over.

You won't be able to look
each other in the eye.

I'll be in Niosha tomorrow
just in case.

The first recruit,
Narcissa.

Welcome, volunteer.

Reporting for
orders, Colonel.

My first order is to commission
you in the rank of captain.

Oh, thank you, Colonel.

Thank you.

Attention.

Shoulder... arms.

I said right shoulder arms.

At ease.

I said at ease.

Put your rifles down.

All right,
Captain Childress.

Carry on.

Attention!

Right shoulder arm.

Right face.

Right face!

Form by fours.

Form by four!

Forward by the trap.

March!

Ah...

Lieutenant.

The war is over.

The name is Favor.

If you hadn't come,
I would've requested

the honor of
your presence.
Why?

I still think
I can interest you

in the new Confederacy
of Panama...

if I make it
tempting enough.

There's only room
for one emperor.

Double time.
March.

We can't go on
like this.

We've had enough.

Something on your mind,
Mayor Haislip?

I've seen this town
all through the war.

I helped keep it alive.

What we want is peace
and a chance to build it up.

You won't let us.

Did you dismiss this man,

Captain Childress?

I'll kill anybody that tries
to stop me from saying my piece.

You...

you keep at us
about living high on the hog

somewhere in the jungle,
a place no one ever heard of.

You got all these
people stirred up

drilling and marching

when they ought
to be working.

Now you're bringing in
these cowboys.

What do you got
stewing around

in that crazy mind
of yours?

Stop it!

Stop it! Stop it!

Stop it!

Just run him out,
Captain.

I'll go.

With you here,
the town ain't worth living in.

He won't show his face
in town again.

Have your men store their arms
in the arsenal, Captain.

Arsenal?

Oh, you mean the livery stable.

All right, men,

stack your arms in
the livery stable.

Hurry!

Then you can adjourn
to the saloon.

A little self indulgence
is good for the spirit.

What you looking at Favor
like that for?

A lady tries to be gracious
under all circumstances, Jesse.

You ain't never gonna look at
no man again like that.

Understand?

Why you...

You mustn't be silly, Jesse.

Understand?

We could talk matters over

in my quarters
over the saloon,

but that hardly
seems fitting.

You still think we have
something to talk about?

Why don't you have
dinner with me

at my plantation house?

Plantation?

Oh, the wrong name, perhaps,
in this dreary country.

But it happens to be
an exact replica

of the Tidewater Mansion

my grandfather built
in Virginia.

Think I will
take you up on that.

The mayor said something
I'd like to know more about.

Good.

I'll expect you
at 7:00.

The Millett place is on
the other side of town.

You can't miss it.

It looms up on the
prairie like a mirage.

But it's very real.

A fading symbol
of gracious life

now vanished
from the earth.

There's a man going round
taking names?

Taking names?

There's a man going round
taking names?

Taking names?

Welcome, Mr. Lieutenant.

Most welcome.

I been waiting.

Mr. Favor.

How nice to see you.

Won't you come in,
please?

Zachariah...

Yes, Miss Narcie?

Finish your song
for Mr. Favor.

O death is the man
taking names?

Taking names?

O death is the man
taking names?

Taking names?

Well he took
my master's name?

And has left
my heart in pain?

Yes, death is the man
taking names.?

Thank you.

Where's Millett?

If I know him,
and I should,

he's up there
polishing his medals...

or just looking back
at the time

when he was
really something.

Isn't he anymore?

You know better.

I didn't think
you did.

Oh, Gil,
please do it for me.

I need you.

He isn't man enough
for a job as big as this.

All he's good for
is talking and strutting.

But you could
make it all come true.

Emperor?

There are plenty ways
of getting rid of him

once we get down there.

Oh, Gil,
it could be paradise.

Well...

that's the best
argument so far.

But I still couldn't be
another Jesse Childress.

Why you...!

I warned you, Narcissa, he's...

incorruptible.

You spoke to my men
about pride.

What's happened
to yours?

Most of my pride was
signed away at Appomattox.

What I have left,
I don't permit

to stand between me
and what I want.

You two make
quite a team,

penny-ante Carlotta
and Maximillian.

Now let's use
the direct approach.

The mayor was right today.

I have something planned.

Something of
immediate importance.

Go on.

I need men
like your cowboys.

All I can get.

Mostly I need you.

You can find
your own way to Panama.

You must have a map.

Money, that's what
keeps men loyal.

Is it?

I'm down to nothing.

But I know where there's
gold for the taking.

Fort Stark.

The army paymaster
arrived today.

Money for the forts
in the territory.

The garrison's
practically empty.

The cavalry's out
on the stake plains

tracking down Santanta.

A lightning raid will do
it, no trouble at all.

Just like that.
If you lead them,
Favor.

This is the sort of thing
you do best, I know.

When it's done,
we'll cross the Rio Grande

down the coast
through Mexico.

We won't even
have to fight.

We'll buy our way.

You'll sit at
my right hand, Favor,
when we reach our goal.

You're out of your mind.

Enough of that.

This game you're playing
in this dead house.

At my right hand,
Favor!

Running up and down
booted and spurred,

trading on poverty
with wild promises.

This isn't Virginia.

You clod!

You fool!

A man's only as good
as his dream.

I gave you your chance.

But you're like the others.

Just plasm in the mud!

I don't need you.

I'll get that money
tomorrow myself.

But you stay with your cows.

You try to interfere with me
and I'll kill you.

Nobody turns his back on me.

I'm Warren Millett,
emperor of Panama!

Mr. Favor...

Yeah?

Yeah, what is it, Rowdy?

Well, what about, uh...

What about what?

Well, what about the colonel,
Mr. Favor?

And, uh...

well, she was
a real beautiful woman.

The colonel plans to attack
a United States fort tomorrow...

with our men.

He's broke.

He's got it all figured it out.

The cavalry will be out
chasing Santanta.

According to the colonel,

all he'll have to do
is rush the fort

and he's got enough money

for everybody to live
happily ever after.

He's got our men believing that?

You didn't see
them drill.

He talks to 'em,
she just looks at 'em.

He's got 'em believing that
anything that happens to 'em

is the best thing
that ever happened to 'em.

They're our men, Mr. Favor,
they're your drovers.

Yeah. I know that.

Come on, Fox.

Rowdy.
Yeah?

Come back here.

Yeah?

What'd you have in mind?

You let me go in that
house, Mr. Favor.

He makes one move and you won't
have any trouble anymore.

No, Rowdy.

The answer's not in that house.

Are you through?

Did you hear how
he talked to me?!

Me!

Stop shouting.

Why, Gil Favor's got more
manhood in one little finger

than your whole family line

since John Smith
and Pocahontas.

Stop it!

Just look at yourself,
an overdressed windbag.

Just look at this place.

Stop it, I say!

You're not telling
me anything.

You're not high-toned rich
and almighty anymore.

Why, I'm surprised Favor
didn't laugh in your face.

You can say
these things to me.

I picked you up
from nothing.

It was the most elegant
saloon in New Orleans,

and I could've married
half a dozen men

who could buy and sell you.

No more of this.

I'm tired.

And I'm through.
I'm leaving.

No!

You can't.

You're letting
something big

slip right through
your fingers,

and all your words and
shouting can't stop it.

Narcissa... don't leave me.

Say you won't. Please.

Will you lead that
raid on the fort
tomorrow yourself?

Yes.

A man's only as good
as his dream.

My own words, weren't they?

You can do it.
Believe me, you can.

Of course I can.

Why did I even bother
with Favor?

We've no time to waste.

After what you told him,

he's not going back
and just tend his cows.

What?
Don't you see?

He'll be going
back to Niosha.

He's going to try to get
those men away from you.

You'll need
them tomorrow.

You're right.

You're always right,
Narcissa.

I'll tell Zachariah
to hitch up the buggy.

Hey!

What's a banana?
What?

Somebody tell me,
what's a banana?

What do you care
what's a banana,

you drunken jasper?!

Colonel Millett says
where we're going

they don't raise cotton,
just bananas.

And they raise theirselves,
on trees,

and then pretty little
brown-skinned gals come along

and shake 'em down,

and all we got to do
is sell it for Yankee dollars.

What's the matter
with that, Brad?

I know cattle, I know buffalers,

and I know horses.

I still don't know
what's a banana!

Come on, Professor,
strike up another tune!

Here we go!

That's my little baby
Buttermilk.

Yeah. There.

Well, well, yeah.

Jesse takes good care
of little Buttermilk.

Yeah.

Yes, yeah.

And Jesse always takes good care
of Miss Narcie, too. Yeah.

Uh-huh.

Ah, yes, yes, I know.

You go on back
and have a good sleep, huh?

You have a good sleep.

Make your words
count, Warren.

Don't tell them
what has to be done.

Don't even mention the fort.

Let them find out
about that

when it's too late
to turn back.

I know how to handle
men, my dear.

Of course you do.

That's what I mean.

Make them swear by you

so that nobody
can turn them aside.

You don't need anybody
but yourself.

Nobody but you.

This is your moment.

I'll wait for you upstairs.

Miss Narcie.

Why aren't you downstairs
with the others?

I've been wanting
to see you alone,

but you wouldn't let me.

Jesse, this is no time

to talk about us.

Aw, Miss Narcie,

I've always been skittery
around ladies, but...

with you, it's different.

Why, you didn't think I was
a big, clumsy ox, did you?

Miss Narcie...

when are we going
to get married?

You as good as promised.

You know, Miss Narcie,

you're-you're just everything
there ain't no words for.

I remember
when I was a kid,

standing out in front
of that one-room lousy shack

that I growed up in...

looking out across
Matagorda Bay...

and the sky and the water
was so clean.

I was always looking...

looking for something that
there just wasn't no words for.

But when I first seen you,
Miss Narcie,

I knowed exactly
what I was looking for.

Let go of me.

I can't stand
the sight of you!

Aw, don't say that.

You're worse
than an animal.

All them things you said to me,
they didn't mean nothing?

Why did you say
them things?

Because Colonel
Millett needed you
to get the others.

Don't say no more!

I'm all mixed up. I...

I got to scheme things out.

I got to understand it.

You shouldn't have done nothing
like that, Miss Narcie.

Nobody understands
what goes on inside of me.

Nobody cares!

It ain't fair!

It ain't fair!

Here's to the new
Confederacy of Panama.

The hour has
struck at last.

Just whatisgoing to happen
tomorrow, Colonel?

You never did tell us
right up.

You'll get your orders
from Captain Childress.

Oh, yes. Somebody
go and find him.

Tell him to join
me upstairs.

Hail the emperor!

What's the matter,
Mr. Favor?

Can't you get your
steers across the
Devil River?

What do you want?

I didn't come here
to make a speech.

You ain't gonna
get the chance.

But I thought
you all ought to know

what you've gotten
yourselves into.

You're going on
a madman's picnic tomorrow.

You don't...

He's dead.

I killed him.

Guess that means
that you're going

to be taking orders
from me from now on.

Ain't that right,
Miss Narcie?

Go on! Tell them
I'm a better man
than he ever was.

He's just been
giving you promises.

I'll give you action!

That's what you want,
ain't it?

No more marching.
No more parading.

You follow me,
and you'll...

Well, what's the matter?

Ain't I a better man
than he was?

Why don't somebody
say something?!

There's nothing more
to be said, Jesse.

You ain't gonna
turn on me.

I won't let you.

Now, get back,
all of you.

Get back there.

You shoot at me,
you'll kill her.

Now, get back!

Don't you dare try to draw.

Get down there!
Get down there!

No!

Shoot him, somebody!
Shoot him!

Get down there!

Get...

get back!

Get back, everybody!

Get back! Get back!

Help me! Help me!

Help me!

Hold it, Rowdy.

Jesse, listen to me.

Enough people been hurt
one or another already.

Don't make it worse.

Jesse!

You're making me come in
after you, Jess.

Rowdy, keep
everybody out here.

I never asked for none of this,
Mr. Favor.

Please don't blame me.

Now...

now who's going
to take care of...

little old ButtermilkHuh?

How death is the man

taking names,
taking names.

Death is the man taking names.

?...will heed
to my master's name?

And has left my heart
in pain?

Yes, death is the man
taking names.?

Head 'em up!

Move 'em out!

?Rollin', rollin', rollin',
rollin', rollin', rollin'?

?Rollin', rollin', rollin'?

Keep rollin',
rollin', rollin'?

Though the streams
are swollen?

Keep them dogies rollin'?

Rawhide?

Through rain
and wind and weather?

Hell-bent for leather?

Wishin' my gal
was by my side?

All the things
I'm missin'?

Good vittles,
love and kissin'?

Are waiting
at the end of my ride?

Move 'em on, head 'em up,
head 'em up, move 'em on?

Move 'em on,
head 'em up, rawhide?

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!

Hyah!

?Rollin', rollin', rollin',
rollin', rollin', rollin'?