All language subtitles for Rawhide - 3x16 - Incident on the Road Back.eng

Hyah!

( whip cracks )

♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

♪ Keep movin', movin', movin' ♪

♪ Though they're disapprovin' ♪

♪ Keep them dogies movin' ♪

♪ Rawhide! ♪

♪ Don't try
To understand 'em ♪

♪ Just rope, 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 ♪

♪ Let 'em out, ride 'em in
Ride 'em in, let 'em out ♪

♪ Cut 'em out
Ride 'em in ♪

♪ Rawhide! ♪

♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

Hyah!

( whip cracks )

Hyah!

( whip cracks )

♪ Rawhide! ♪

Hyah!

( whip cracks )

( whip cracks )

( upbeat theme playing )

( sighs )

( sighs )

No train in sight yet.

Kind of glad. I don't think
I could stand all that noise.

Must have been something
wrong with that whiskey

they served back in town.

I never heard of
a three-day hangover before.

Well, I got one.

Anyway, we might
be better off

if Mr. Favor ain't in
on that train.

I'm beginning to think maybe
he got help up in Philadelphia

by something or another.

Always said Mr. Favor's
one trail boss with brains.

That what you
always said?

( sighs )

Maybe he decided to stay
in Philadelphia.

No, he gotta--

He's gotta come out here.

He's gotta get
the cattle money...

back to the ranchers
in San Anton'.

About money, uh, Rowdy,

I-- I know what I did
with all my money.

And, uh, I know
what happened to Joe's.

But what did you do
with yours?

Uh...

( sighs )

I...had a few drinks,

and then I got
into that card game

at the Bon Ton Saloon.

There's where
my horse went.

SCARLET: Mine too.
Oh, yeah, that's right.

You were there, weren't you? Hm.

That sure was a good horse
you used to have.

Well, that was before
I met the girl

from Glens Falls, New York.

Don't remember
hearing about no girl

from Glens Falls,
New York.

You know, that's funny.
I've been thinking about her.

I have a feeling Glens Falls
never heard of her either.

Glens Falls, New York,
is a long ways

from Sedalia,
Missouri.

I...guess
the train fare

kind of cleaned
you out, huh?

I hope Mr. Favor
is on this train.

You know, it's a funny thing.

There ain't a drover born

that don't draw
every other breath on the trail

and cussing the day
he'd become one.

You take him off
the trail, now...

I'm hungry.

Well, now,
that's what I mean.

You're pushing cattle north.

There ain't no whiskey to drink.

There ain't no pretty girls
to look at.

There's nothing
but bees and dust.

We sure do get fed regular.

( upbeat theme playing )

Wishbone?

Mm?

So we're kind of hungry
and we thought,

being as you had
the chuck wagon here...

Are you planning
on eating it?

'Cause I'm planning
on eating the saddles

and all that gear.

That's all we got in there.

I wonder what
it's gonna taste like.

You m--

You mean, you don't have a-any
f-food in the wagon at all?

I'm lucky I got the wagon.

Almost afraid
to ask, but, uh...

Oh. I ain't ashamed
to tell you.

It was a couple,
three nights ago...

I wandered into one
of those saloons in town.

Well, purely by accident.

I was looking for
a glass of milk.

Anyway, I don't remember much,

but...there was this woman

who'd original come from
Glens Falls, New York.

Oh.

Both horses, Wish?

Well, she was ailing
pretty bad.

( upbeat Western theme playing )

( upbeat theme playing )

Boy, that sure is
a beautiful-looking train.

You bet. If it has
Mr. Favor aboard.

Well, if Mr. Favor
is aboard,

we don't
want to bother him

with
our troubles.

Do we?

No. No, no. No, sir.

He'll be pretty tired

traveling all that way
from Philadelphia.

It sure is a pleasure
to see you, boss.

Got the rest of your stuff
on the chuck wagon.

Sure good to see you, boy.
Good to see you.

You're looking great.

Real great.

So are all of you.

As a matter of fact, I...

ain't seen you look
like you look.

( playful theme playing )

There,
that's better.

Say, how come so many
you down here?

I thought you'd still
be busy in town.

Well, we kind of finished up
our business in there.

Yeah, yeah. We sure did.

( ominous theme playing )

( train bells clanging )

( train whistle blows )

( whistle blowing )

Real fine train.

Yeah, they're making 'em
better every year.

Bet it was real comfortable
riding on a train like that.

Comfortable enough
to sleep in, I'll bet.

Oh, say, I hope one of you
remembered to bring

an extra horse along for me.

Oh, I forgot.

Of course. I can ride
into town on the chuck wagon.

Can't I?

You sure can, boss.

You can ride anywhere
the chuck wagon's going.

Only thing is
it ain't going anywhere.

I would have headily
brought you along a horse, boss,

but...I don't seem
to have one either.

Us neither.

Well, how are you ever
expecting to get to San Anton'?

You're gonna hire us
on again, ain't you?

Well, I was
thinking about it, but...

Well, it's--
You know,

we can pick up horses
in this country.

That's easy.

No trouble getting
rid of one, either.

Especially in this part
of the country, huh?

I don't see how
you can think--

You're right, boss.
It is easy to get rid of 'em.

Every one of them?

Boss, don't ask
any questions.

We wouldn't want
to lie to you,

and you wouldn't want
to hear the truth.

Fair enough.

That leaves five of us on foot
in the middle of Missouri.

Yeah, well-- Well...

you're gonna hire us
on again.

Maybe you could
advance us some money,

and we'd go back into town
and buy 'em back.

The only money I got's
from the sale of the herd,

and every penny of that's gotta
get to the owners in San Anton'.

I don't even have enough money
to buy a horse myself.

You too?

I-- I mean, Glens Falls,
New York,

isn't that far
from Phila--

Forget I said anything.

Well, it's gonna be
a long walk back to Texas.

And we ain't used
to walking.

I don't mind the walk
so much,

but who's gonna haul
the chuck wagon?

That's easy. Chuck wagon
stays here.

Oh, no.

I lost my money and I lost
both my horses,

but one thing
I ain't gonna lose

is that
chuck wagon.

( horses whinnying )

Well, if I was sleeping,

I'd be sure I was dreaming.

I see what
you mean.

Them ain't gophers.

Those are
horses.

Horses?

Oh, yeah. Horses.

Must be 40 or 50 of 'em.

Must be.

We only need six.

That's all we'd need.

M-maybe we could buy six or so.

Without any money?

Well, there's more than one way
of getting a horse.

Scarlet, let me have
your gun belt.

Sure, boss.

Oh, wait a minute, boss.

We need horses, but...

Talking won't get you any.

( slow, dramatic theme playing )

( horses whinnying )

I ain't gonna
let him do it.

At least he's doing it
for us, Wish.

I know that.

Uh...you can't stop him
once he's made up his mind.

Well...that being
the case...

least we can do
is help him.

Nice lot of horses
you got there.

They ain't bad.

How many?
Forty-eight.

Uh-huh.

They all in good shape?
They sure are.

We'll, uh,
take those horses now.

And don't give us any trouble.

We been drinking
or have they?

Ain't you forgetting
something?

Well, there was
supposed to be 50 horses,

but only 48
were delivered.

Keep your hands
right where they are.

Um, don't make a move,
neither of you.

I'll take some money
along with the horses.

Oh, uh...

boss, h-horse stealing's
one thing...

Sure, we can use the money,

but taking it off
the same jaspers

we take the horses off of
don't seem right.

I'll decide what's right.

Let's have the money.

Sure.

If you don't mind,
Mr. Favor,

we have rather
a tight schedule.

We'll be moving along now.

All right, get moving,
both of you.

Quince, Scarlet,

come on up here and help
unload these horses.

( horses whinnying )

( train bells clanging )

Boss, you can't just
let 'em leave like that.

They'll be back in
no time with armed men.

Why?

'Cause you didn't have
your face covered, that's why.

Well, that's what
they always do, isn't it?

Come back with armed men?

What for?

Oh, boss, you been
in Philadelphia too long.

You're out here now.

All you gotta do out here
is whistle and you got a posse.

And this time
with railroad bulls.

Just 'cause I bought
some horses?

Bought?

What?

Oh, I-- I knew you were
kidding all the time.

( laughs )

( laughs )

Did you?

No.

Oh, well, heh...

I sure am relieved to know

that you're not a horse thief
or a train robber.

For a while there,
I thought I was.

Well, I'm glad to know

if I ever want to steal a horse
or rob a train,

you're behind me.

Oh, I bought 50 horses,
and they only came up with 48.

That's the reason the conductor
had some money for me.

Now, let's get that chuck wagon
into town and get some supplies.

Uh, if we need any.

Well, it isn't that I need 'em,

but my stomach sure does.

Here to buy a horse.

And your horses too, Wishbone.

My team?

Oh, where'd they
come from?

Well, let's quit standing
around. Get 'em watered.

Rowdy, your horse is here.

How did you know
we were gonna need horses?

Oh, a lot cheaper
in Sedalia than San Anton'.

More in demand down there.

And here's yours,
Mr. Favor.

Why, yeah.

There's my horse.

Oh, so that's how
you knew, huh?

That's how I knew.

Well, those horses,
huh?

Lucinda, she was
a busy girl.

Huh?

Lucinda. That's
a girl I, you know...

( speaks inaudibly )

( lighthearted theme playing )

( majestic theme playing )

MEN:
Hyah! Hyah!

Hyah!

Hyah!

Hyah!

Hyah!

( man shouts )

Hyah!

Hyah!

( lighthearted theme playing )

( sighs )

What do you think
you're doing?

Those are dishtowels.

They don't grow
on trees.

Say, I've been thinking.

You didn't offer
to mention,

but where the heck's Pete?

I don't know.

He went to Philadelphia
with you, didn't he?

Hm. Last time
I saw Pete,

he said he'd never scout
for me again.

Well, that's bad news.

Pete's a fairly good scout.

That he is.

What are you gonna use
for a scout

when we start up north
from San Anton' again?

Pete, of course.

One of these days you're gonna
say something like that,

and it isn't gonna come true.

Say, you ain't casting
no shadow.

I'm a full-grown
American citizen.

I cast just as big a shadow
as anybody else.

Except sometimes
a little shorter.

I'm talking about Mushy.

Oh, him. Well, he's up
at Orinsville.

We'll be passing by there
tomorrow.

Why Orinsville?

Uh, he heard about
a schoolteacher up there.

Thought it about time
he learned to read.

Yeah, that's good.

WISHBONE:
Well, I don't know about that.

Well, I mean,
I'm thinking about the teacher.

If he wasn't a drinking man
before Mushy come along,

I'll bet he is now.

( horses whinny )

Hey, something's bothering
those horses.

( all neighing )

Quince, gotta go
look after 'em.

( whinnies )

This ain't hot enough
for you.

Uh...

gonna stop in Orinsville
tomorrow?

No, I don't think so.

Somebody ought to rescue
that teacher from Mushy.

Why?

You miss Mushy?

You must be out of your mind.

Now, why would I miss
that overgrown, brainless...?

Well, yeah. Kind of do.

Just some stray.
We tied him up.

Yeah, he was just
lost and lonesome.

Hey, why don't you go
into town, take the stray,

give him to the sheriff,
pick up Mushy at the same time?

All right.

Oh, yeah.

( upbeat Western theme playing )

MAN:
That's the horse.

Black, pretty
white stockings.

Who's boss of
this outfit?

That'd be me.

My name's Wilson.

Sheriff of Orinsville.

Howdy. My name's Favor.

WILSON:
Get your horse.

Why?

You're coming with us.

Get his gun, Chandler.

Hey, hold on a minute.
What's this all about?

You're under arrest.

Charge is horse-stealing.

Look, I got a bill of sale
for every one of those horses.

Including that black horse
with the three white stockings?

Uh, well, no.

Uh, he's a stray.

That's the only one
you're accused of stealing.

Mr. Favor didn't
steal that horse.

Look, he just wandered
into our camp.

The only reason
we tied that horse up

is it was bothering ours.

You'll have your chance
to testify.

There'll be a hearing.

Go ahead, Chandler.

Take his gun.

Gonna let him
get away with this?

Well, I ain't gonna run
with a man holding a gun on me.

Look, you might as well
all stay here until I--

Now, when's
the hearing gonna be?

Pretty quick.

We don't waste too much time
on horse thieves.

Why don't you try taking off
your badge and saying that, huh?

Let's move out.

You hold it
until I get back.

I'll hold it.

( dramatic theme playing )

Otis...ride on out
to Cronin's ranch

and tell him
we got his horse.

Right, sheriff.

Hello, Clara.

So...
What are you doing here?

Well, I knew you were
going to arrest someone.

I just wanted to
make sure.

I arrested my man.

Will you empty
your pockets, please?

You're wearing
your blue dress.

Yes.

That all?
That's it.

What do you want me to do
with his horse, sheriff?

Stable him in the barn
with Cronin's.

Look, I want that
in a good, safe place.

It will be.

Is, uh, Cronin the man
who reported his horse stolen?

That's right.

When?
Last night.

Then how come you came to us
first thing this morning?

Chandler's part Indian.
He's a good tracker.

( sighs )

Look, I'm a trail boss.

My papers will
show that.

I just bought a herd
of 48 horses.

Now, why would I
steal one?

No idea.

I pushed a herd of 3,000
head to Sedalia.

I'm taking the money from
the sale back to the owners

in San Anton'.

Now, why would I take a chance
on stealing one horse?

I don't know, Mr. Favor.

I don't know.

( key clangs in lock )

( sighs )

Look, I'm not a judge.

A horse was reported stolen.

I found that horse
in your possession.

You'll have your chance
to explain how it got there.

You coming home
tonight, Tom?

Depends on Cronin.

If he don't show up,
I'll stay here overnight.

Mm.

Well, I've got to get
back to the house.

Chickens have to be fed.

Go on back then.

Tom.

Yes?

Please be careful.
I will.

( door opens, closes )

( horse snorts )

Well, that's
the town.

Well, a good strong wind
would blow it over.

There.
That jail.

Yeah?

QUINCE:
Any small-size boy
could push it over

without no trouble
at all.

Yeah, well,
you're liable to have to.

Let's go see
how the boss is.

He can take care
of himself.

Yeah, he might want
some company, though.

Well, the best place
to find out anything

in a town of
this sort

is the saloon.

Best man for it's
the bartender.

Rowdy.
Yeah?

Let's stay away
from girls from Glens Falls.

Well, well.

Sure is a long time
since I seen you fellas.

We ain't never been
here before.

Well, that
explains it.

( laughs )

Don't have much trade here
in the afternoon.

Well, tell the truth,
don't have

much trade
at night either.

Of course, the morning,
we're closed.

Well, you, uh, serve
whiskey though, don't you?

I'm glad you mentioned that.

Are you the owner
of this place?

Yup. The owner, the bartender,
chief customer.

You name it, and I'm him.

Oh, darn it.

Same thing every day.

Wrong key.
Hey, uh, whoa. Hold it.

Uh...

real nice town
you got here.

What town?

This one.
Orinsville.

( laughs )

Used to be just
a wide place in the road.

T'ain't even that anymore.

But you got a jail,
though.

Yeah.

Usually they don't have
any more customers over there

than I have in here.

I guess it's, uh,

just a big day
for both of us.

Somebody in jail?

Yeah, a horse thief.

How do you
know that?

Oh, a town
as small as this,

anybody sneezes,
everybody wipes their nose.

Uh...

whose horse
was stolen?

Fella named Cronin.

He's got a small spread
out about four of five miles

out of town.

Uh, don't go away, fellas.
I'll be right back.

Things sure are booming
around here.

( sighs )

Well, what did we
find out?

We found out
things sure are booming.

Yeah, well,

that ain't helping
Mr. Favor none.

We gotta wait for
that fella, Cronin.

We ain't heard
much about him, though.

He was too quick
to call for the law.

Now, that horse came in there
without saddle or bridle.

We knew it straight,

he should've known
the same thing.

Well, it might be a pleasure
waiting for Cronin.

When that owner,
bartender

and chief customer
gets back.

( dramatic theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

Cronin can't come in
till the morning.

All right.

You want me to stay
around here?

No. Go on home
and get some rest.

Good night,
Tom.

Good night.

Hey.

That mean I gotta
spend the night here?

My wife'll
bring you supper.

I'm staying in town
myself tonight.

As soon as Cronin gets
here in the morning,

we'll get your business
over with.

Well, I'm sure glad
Mr. Cronin

can spare the time
in the morning.

Boy, this is a lousy deal,
you know?

You can't do anything
by hanging around here.

Might as well
get back to the camp.

And leave
you here?

Well it seems like a nice,
safe place to be.

ROWDY:
No, we'll stay here
and keep you company.

You got eatin' money?

No.

Well, sheriff
ain't gonna feed you.

I know what it is
to miss a few meals.

Ain't no sense to it.

I'll see y'all
in the morning.

All right.

( door closes )

Sheriff?

Yes?

Ain't any witnesses
around now.

Nothing you say
would be official.

You really think
I'm guilty of this charge?

Jim Cronin made that charge.

That doesn't answer
the question.

I didn't
mean it to.

Hey, don't you ever
look at a man

when you're
talking to him?

( mysterious theme playing )

( humming )

Mm.

Tom?

Try again,
Clara.

You look as though you'd
never seen me before.

I wish I never had.

The name is
James Cronin, ma'am.

You've seen me before,
lot's of times.

You're gonna keep
right on seeing me.

No, Jim--

( muffled groans )

Not anymore, Jim.

Not ever again.

The wind must be blowing
from the wrong direction.

I've been trying to tell you
for a long time--

Oh--

I-- I don't want
to see you anymore.

I know.

Been knowin'
even before you did.

Trouble with you is
you're a good woman.

You just lost your head
for a while.

It's your husband's
fault mostly.

Him being stubborn
as well as stupid.

We don't have to
talk about Tom.

I've heard he'd changed your
mind.

Well, I ain't
changed mine.

It's still
you and me.

No.

Suit yourself.

But what we planned
still happens.

Otherwise...

I-- I can't.

I just can't, Jim.

You wouldn't want me

to have a heart-to-heart talk
with your husband now,

would you?

I never understood

why anyone could kill before.

Now I do.

You're frightenin' me
something terrible.

( angrily ):
Get out of my house.

I'll do what you want.

I'm sure
you will.

( dramatic theme playing )

I'll drop by again.

( blows )

( crying )

I told you before...

a man with nothing
in his pocket

winds up with
nothing in his glass.

Real brave thinking, huh?

That's a lie.
I'm a coward.

Trouble, Ben?

Well, a little bit,
sheriff.

Dorn here--

Yeah, yeah. Dorn here
wants a drink.

Give me that bottle.

What are you gonna do
about it, Mr. Wilson?

Sheriff Wilson.

Sheriff who
can't even--

Put that bottle
on that hitch rail.

( slow, suspenseful
theme playing )

( door opens )

( gun cocks )

( horse
whinnying )

What are you wanna do
with that gun now, Dorn?

Now, get your horse
and get outta here.

Sorry to have
bothered you, sheriff.

That's the job.

One of these days, Tom,

they're going
to shoot back.

You bring the food
for the prisoner?

Yes.

And you.

( sighs )

When are you
going to give in?

Realize you shouldn't
be a sheriff.

Take the food inside.

( door opens )

( door closes )

Oh. Tom, it's
for your prisoner.

Tom?

Thank you.

Hey, what was all
the shooting about?

Nothing important.

Here's your supper.

Ah, it looks good.

It is good.

My wife's
a fine cook.

At least none of
the prisoners ever complain.

Mm. I can see why.

Get ready for coffee, yell.

I could use some light.

Should've left
the door open.

Tom?

Hm?

You're not coming
home tonight?

No.

Oh.

Where you staying?

Ben has got a spare room
over the saloon.

I'll stay there.

I see.

Well...

would you mind if
I stayed with you tonight?

I mean...

when you're not home,
I get frightened.

I-- I just worry
about you.

May I?

( dramatic theme playing )

( slow, dramatic
theme playing )

Cronin's coming,
sheriff.

Bring the prisoner
in, Otis.

Miller...

you know what
you gotta do.

Sure, I know.

Dorn?

I know,
Mr. Cronin.

( suspenseful theme playing )

SHERIFF:
Close the door, Chandler.

Leave it open.

This ain't
gonna take long.

I run this office,
Cronin.

Well,
for right now,

you ain't got
no office to run.

I ain't
pressing charges.

What?

Wait a minute,
that ain't enough.

I've been accused
of horse stealing.

There ain't no horse
been stolen.

SHERIFF:
You reported a stolen
horse, Cronin.

Miller?

That's my fault,
sheriff.

I kind of forgot about
the busted log

in the corral fence.

I saw it, sheriff.

Told Miller he'd
better own up to it.

That's what he did.

So this morning I told
Mr. Cronin the horse strayed.

Wasn't stolen at all.

I guess, Mr. Favor,

a trail boss is used to
delays of one kind or another.

Sorry.

Let's go, boys.

( door opens )

( door closes )

Otis?

Get Mr. Favor's gun.

Your things,
Mr. Favor.

Too bad about
what happened.

This envelope was
sealed last night.

You just
ripped it open.

There was $50,000
in this envelope.

If there was $50,000
in that envelope last night,

there's $50,000
in there now.

Well, look at it.
Are you blind?!

Yes, Mr. Favor.

I am.

You--

( dramatic theme playing )

You said your wife
was wearing a blue dress.

Her blue dress
is gingham.

And that smells a lot
different than cotton or silk.

It's newspaper, Mr. Wilson.

Cut up into the shape of money.

Then that's what was
in there last night.

Philadelphia newspaper.

And you were in
Philadelphia.

And brought the newspaper
back with me.

And the money.

And I'm the only man
that knows the combination

to that safe.

Well, you know where
that puts you.

Because I'm telling you,

there was money
in that envelope.

Are you calling me
a thief?

I'm saying that somebody is.

Look, maybe
you lost the money

or gambled it away.

Maybe you think by accusing me,

you can get yourself
out of trouble.

Did I know I was
gonna be arrested?

To have my things
taken away from me?

So I could plan this thing?

If there was money,

and it was stolen,

then I'm the only one
could've stolen it.

Then you're the man
that stole it.

Man could get himself shot
saying that about Mr. Wilson.

I'm going back to our camp.

I'll give you time
to get the money together.

But you'd better
show up with it soon.

Or we'll all be
coming back into town.

( dramatic theme playing )

Oh. I didn't take
the money, Jim.

You're a liar!

No!

( crying )

We hung around
long enough

to find out
the money's gone.

I don't know
anything about that.

I just know I couldn't do
what you asked.

There was a time--

Yes, there was.
But not anymore!

Can't you understand
that I love my husband?

So much, you'd
like to convince me

that he stole
the trail boss's money--

He didn't!

It ain't in that room
either, Mr. Cronin.

It's got
to be.

( crying )

Were you planning on
keeping it all for yourself?

I was afraid you'd try
taking it at the jail.

You're not as smart
as I thought.

Would I have planned
all this,

starting with accusing
the trail boss

of stealing my horse,
if I'd wanted to grab and run?

No.

This way it's either
the sheriff or the trail boss.

It's nothing to do
with Jim Cronin at all.

Miller, saddle up a horse
for Mrs. Wilson.

She's coming
with us.

( suspenseful theme playing )

You've got the money,

now, why don't
you leave me alone?

( dramatic theme playing )

The horses
are real peaceful.

Thanks, Mush.

No one's riding in
with the money.

Yeah, I-I know. You know
that as well as I do.

But you ain't
doing nothing about it.

What you wanna do,
shoot it out with a blind man?

Yeah, but we could go in
and take that town apart,

and get the money
that way.

Town ain't got it.

The town's backing
that sheriff.

Sheriff didn't think
I took the horse,

I don't think
he took the money.

Why, 'cause
he's blind?

Because he couldn't
have known

I'd ever be
in his jail.

( horses approaching )

( upbeat country theme playing )

Hello,
Mr. Favor.

Mr. Quince, Mr. Yates,
Mr. Wishbone.

Mr. Scarlet.

You're not in school now.

You don't need to be
calling the roll.

Well, it's just, uh--

Harkness.
I was just--

Harkness.

Well, he must be
right fond of you

to tell you
his given name.

Well Harkness was
my grandfather's name.

On the Mushgrove side.

Uh, this is
Miss Winkle.

Miss Winkle.
How do, ma'am?

How do you do?

Uh, she-- She's
my schoolteacher.

I'm very pleased
to meet you.

You're Mr. Favor,
aren't you?

Harkness told me
a lot about you.

Pleased to
meet you, ma'am.

And you're
Mr. Wishbone, of course.

That's who I am.

Harkness told me
a lot about you too.

I am not.

Oh, I'm sure it is.

Harkness told me
you were

the finest trail cook
in the world.

Oh, well...

he's kind of
the finest cook's louse.

I don't think
that's very nice.

Oh, well, there's
a difference between

a plain, ordinary louse
and a cook's louse.

Harkness told me
how proud he is

to be your assistant.

Yeah, that's what he is:

my assistant.

Well, Miss Winkle and me
was out picnicking.

Miss Winkle and "I,"
Harkness.

Uh--

Uh, Harkness and I was--
I mean--

Well, anyway,
Mr. Favor...

I just heard what
happened in town.

And I told Miss Winkle
right away

that you wouldn't be doing
nothing but telling the truth.

Thanks, Mush--
Uh, Mr. Mushgrove.

And, uh, Miss Winkle
said right away

that Mr. Wilson wouldn't
be lying neither.

Well, that doesn't help
very much.

I said "Mr. Wilson."

I didn't mention
any other name.

Who else might you
have mentioned?

If I were a gossip,
Mrs. Wilson.

I don't care much
for gossip, Miss Winkle.

Oh, neither do I.

Of course,
there are times...

And this is
one of those times.

Mrs. Wilson almost left
Mr. Wilson

two or three times
after he was blinded.

But she didn't.

If I were a gossip...

Of course you're not,
Miss Winkle.

Orinsville's such a small town,

anyone could tell you.

Tell me what?

The name of the reason why
Mrs. Wilson didn't go.

Well, I'd appreciate
your telling me.

James Cronin.

Yeah, Cronin would be the one
who planned the whole thing.

You're sure about this?

Sure I'm sure.

And the only one in town
who doesn't know about it

is Mr. Wilson himself.

Quince,
saddle me a horse.

And I'm going
with you.

No, uh...

don't need any help
breaking up a man's life.

( playful theme playing )

Thanks,
Mr. Wishbone.

( grumbles )

Thank you.

( dramatic theme playing )

Mr. Favor.

Huh?
Yeah.

Oh, it's no
great mystery.

I know every man's
footsteps in town.

Look, sheriff...

uh, I have to tell you
something.

I don't know
where to begin.

About my wife?
Go ahead.

Yeah.

This is not
that easy. Uh...

( somber theme playing )

Maybe I can make it
easier for you.

You're a stranger
in town.

But you found out
in one day

what it's taken me
months to find out.

Except underneath...

I really knew it
all the time.

After losing
my sight...

I spent a year
learning.

Learning
how to see...

with my ears...

and my hands.

And my nose.

Then I thought I--

I really wasn't
blind.

But I was wrong.

Even if I'd gotten
my eyes back,

I'd a-still
been blind.

But there's one thing
I didn't know.

That she was
a thief too.

You'd better
come with me.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Clara?

( loudly ):
Clara?

She's not here.

I don't need you
to tell me that.

She took the money
and she ran.

Oh, stop feeling
sorry for yourself.

Place has been searched,
turned upside down.

She would've known
where the money was.

Mr. Favor?

There's one thing
I need from you.

I know the road
between here and town.

But I don't know the road
between here and Cronin's ranch.

Let's go.

( dramatic theme playing )

Forcing me
to come with you,

it's not going
to do you any good.

I didn't wanna leave
this part of the country.

I like it here.

Mr. Cronin?
Out there.

Take her to the barn,

tie her up
and keep her quiet.

Let go!

Let go of me!

( yelling indistinctly )

'Evening, sheriff.

Mr. Favor.

Where's my wife?

You oughta know
better than me.

I know as well as you.

Well then, neither one of us
knows a thing.

We're searching
your place.

I don't think so.

No light in the house.

There's one in the barn though.

Couple of Cronin's men are
just coming out of the barn.

Then that's where we start.

You ain't starting
nowhere, sheriff.

You're finished.

SHERIFF:
You got nothing to hide
in that barn--

It's my barn.

To your right!

( gunshots )

Tom. Tom?!

That's Clara.

She in that barn?

Yeah.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( grunts )

( gunshot )

CLARA:
Tom!

( Clara grunting )

( blows )

Tom. It's dark now.

Did you hear that,
Cronin?

Now, this'll
make us even.

( quiet shuffling sounds )

( gunshots )

And so
you can say as...

much about what happened
as you like,

or as little.

We got our money back.

There's nothing more
to be said.

I have no way
to repay you.

The only thing
I can do is...

tell you that I am--
I'm resigning as sheriff.

Because it's better
for the town,

I guess.

And because my wife
wants it that way.

( chuckles )

( uplifting theme playing )

Horses are
ready to go, boss.

Shh.

Everything's
not quite ready.

Um...well, uh, goodbye
until next year.

Aren't you going to
kiss me goodbye?

In front--?
In front of everybody?

( tender theme playing )

Mushy!

Mushy!

Goodbye, Harkness.

You were a good student.

( awkwardly ):
Uh, goodbye, uh--

Thanks for the books.

Uh, you're a real
great teacher.

( upbeat country theme playing )

( adventurous theme playing )

( horses whinnying )

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Let 'em out, ride 'em in
Ride 'em in, let 'em out ♪

♪ Cut 'em out
Ride 'em in ♪

♪ Rawhide! ♪

♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

Hyah!

( whip cracks )

Hyah!

( whip cracks )

♪ Rawhide! ♪

Hyah!

( whip cracks )

Hyah!