All language subtitles for Rawhide - 3x26 - Incident of the Painted Lady.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!

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♪ Rawhide! ♪

Hyah!

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( upbeat western theme playing )

( all lowing )

FAVOR:
Sometimes it gets right
peaceful on a trail drive.

You're traveling easy
in pretty country

with the trail-broke herd
acting gentle as lambs.

Weather's fine, air's fresh,
sun's warm.

That's when I begin to worry.

Something's bound to happen.

And out of all the bad things
that might be,

it usually turns out
to be the kind of trouble

you least expect.

My name's Gil Favor,
trail boss.

( mellow theme playing )

Say, haven't we gone just about
far enough for today?

Jim, why are you always
in such a big hurry?

Pete tells me we'll be bedded
down there at town tonight.

Hold on. Well, we just left
Baxter Springs two days ago.

Well, uh,
the farther north we go,

the closer these towns
get together.

Yeah. Well,
I suppose everybody'll

be wanting
late guard tonight, huh?

Well, uh,
this kind of weather,

good grass
and water to hold them,

almost won't need a guard.

( scoffs )

( dramatic theme playing )

( cows lowing )

How much further?

It's just about
another mile to water.

Looks like somebody's
waiting for us.

Yeah, I noticed.

Well, I suppose it's one
of those agents from Sedalia

trying to look
things over, huh?

No, we're still too far
from Sedalia for that.

Maybe it's just somebody trying
to tap us off on another town.

Well, there's one good way
to find out.

What's that?

Howdy.

George Hahms,
sheriff of Simpson County.

Gil Favor, this is my ramrod,
Rowdy Yates.

You boss this herd?

That's right.

You wanna see my papers?

Later, maybe.

Must be up here
for some reason.

That's right.
To stop your herd.

( dramatic theme playing )

Well, what?

First I wanna look
at your crew.

They're all new from Texas.

They've just now
come into this county.

I'll make sure.

All right, but you don't have
to stop the herd to do that.

I said stop them.

Mister, you got a court order
or a warrant or something?

I got better than that.

Boys!

Unless you wanna fight,
you better give that signal.

Pete!

Hold 'em up!

Hold 'em up.

What's up?

I don't know.

Maybe the sheriff
will break down and tell us.

What are you looking for?

A cattleman
named Thad Clemens.

Thad Clemens?

Know him?

Everybody knows of him.

Haven't actually met him.

He's known
as one of the best

and most respected drovers
in the business.

You got something
against Thad Clemens?

That's right.

Can't think of what it'd be.

But anyway, that hasn't
got anything to do with us.

He's not with our outfit.

No? I heard tell all

you Texas cattlemen
stick together.

I heard plenty
bragging that way.

You're pretty proud of it.

That could be.

Then, I guess
you wouldn't mind

if we hold you to it.

What do you mean?

Hold you responsible

for what one of your fellow
Texan drovers did.

Wait a minute.

Keep your hands away
from your gun, mister.

What do you want?

I said--
You said you wanted to make sure

first off
he wasn't here.

Well, let's not waste
any more time. You make sure.

All right, boys.

Thad Clemens came here
a few months ago

looking for a herd.

"To market," he says.

Only small ranchers
around here,

but he gathered quite a stock
of beef from them.

Near a thousand head.

Took them on to Sedalia,
got a good price.

Yeah, well...

Took that beef
on a consignment.

"Partnership," he called it.

What's wrong with that?

Nothing, except
he forgot his partners:

the ranchers here
in Simpson County.

He sold that beef in Sedalia

and we ain't seen
hide nor hare of him since.

Him or our better than $15,000.

Everything I know about him,
he's an honest man.

His word is as good as gold.

You just give him time,
he'll come back.

Yeah, he must have got held up
somewhere along the line.

He wrote
a pretty slick contract

so he can't be held liable.

Even if we found him,
we couldn't have him arrested,

unless we caught him
back here in the county.

He ain't likely
to risk that.

I still wanna know,

what's all this
got to do with us?

You're talking
about Thad Clemens.

We ain't got Thad Clemens,
but we got you.

You Texans
like to stick together,

proud of your honest
reputations.

All right, you give us back
our losses

and you collect from Clemens.

You can't do that,
that ain't legal.

In our county, it's legal.
We just passed a law.

Tax to pass a herd
through the county, $5 a head.

That's robbery,
that's against the law.

Oh, you got a right
to hire a lawyer

and find out, later.

But right now I'm the law here
and I say it's legal.

Boy, you want your money back
in a big hurry, don't you?

Think it over tonight.
Decide which it'll be.

Money or stock.
I'll be back in the morning.

And I wouldn't try
to fight through.

I can bring out
all the men in the county.

( ominous theme playing )

( all lowing )

Well, they can't do that,
can they?

Gotta be somebody
who could stop them.

Just ain't legal.

There ain't no other way
around at all, huh?

Sure, if you wanna lose
a week to 10 days,

maybe 2 or 300
head of steers.

It's bone-dry to the west
and there's nothing

but mountains
and timber to the east.

Looks like they've got us.

We can fight.
Oh, yeah, sure.

You gonna fight your way
through a whole county

and end up with a herd?

What else we gonna do?
We ain't got that kind of money.

Sure as I ain't gonna give him
a third of the herd.

MAN:
There's one other thing to do.

Who are you?

He just rode in, boss.

I asked who you were, mister.

Name's Clint Coffee.

Well, Mr. Coffee,
you can butt your saddle

and get on back to town
and tell them the answer is no.

You wasn't listening.

Do I sound like
one of those Missouri Mules?

What part of Texas
you from?

Now you got it.

Tascosa.

What are you doing
way up around here?

Riding through,
heading for home.

I heard about your trouble.

Thought I might help.

Well, if we were gonna fight,
maybe you could, but--

I said there's one
other thing to do

besides fight
or ride around.

Or pay.

And that is?

Find Clemens
and bring him back.

He's the one they want.

That's a mighty big order.

Yeah, he could be anywhere
from El Paso to Mile City.

Or Frisco to Boston.

Or Boston to Frisco.

Well, why not Paris,
with $15,000?

Unless you happen to know
where he is.

I got an idea.
It's only an idea

but it's a pretty good one
and it ain't too far from here.

Where?

Baxter Springs.

Hey, now, that's only
about a day's ride.

Little more than that.

That's taking a big chance,
being that close, isn't it?

It's only an idea.

What do you know
about Thad Clemens?

He's maybe the best man
I ever worked for.

But he had the same trouble
some of us always have.

That is?

Can't blame him much.

She was all woman.

Pretty. Real class.

And real expensive,
$15,000 worth.

Name's Miss Katie.

She runs a gambling café
in Baxter Springs

called the Painted Lady.

Someday, I'm gonna get my money
back from the Painted Lady.

I take it you knew
Miss Katie pretty well.

That's where I met Clemens.

He was hanging around
like a lovesick pup.

Hired me to round up a herd
for Sedalia from around here.

I guess he wanted
the money fast.

Boss, this might
be worth a chance, you know.

Maybe we could
bring him back.

There's just one more thing.

You worked for him
and liked him.

Why are you
turning on him now?

I'm a drover.

All this talk
about us sticking together,

there's something to it.

But Clemens didn't stick.

What he'd done can only
cause all of us trouble.

You're the first.

The way I see it,

taking care of your own
works both ways.

Man ought to clean up
his own messes.

He's right.

Let's get going, huh?

All right.
I'll go after him.

But I'll go alone.

ROWDY: But boss, you--
I can handle it.

You might need help.

Look, you'll have
your hands full

if the town decides
to give more trouble.

Pull them back to last water,
hold them there.

Don't let anybody lay a hand
on one of our brand.

If Clemens is to be found,
I'll bring him back.

How about a cup
of coffee, mister?

Much obliged.

( mellow country theme playing )

Good morning, Miss Katie.

How do you know me?

I've never seen you before.

Well, you're famous.

I heard about you
a long ways from here.

You're, uh, something special,
I understand.

Who are you and
what do you want?

Just some information.

Can I talk to you
over a drink, alone?

I never drink
this early in the morning.

It's part of your job,
isn't it?

I own the place.

I don't have to drink
with every trail-dusty bum

who wanders in here.

Now, look, Miss Katie...

If you want a drink with me,
go take a bath first.

Wash the cow smell off you.

MAN:
You heard the lady, mister.

Well, now, you figure
she means what you say.

Yes. Yes, I do.

KATIE:
Now, look.

There isn't gonna be
any trouble around here.

You come in off the trail,
you want a good time.

Fine, that's what
we're here for.

But you'll feel better
when you're cleaned up.

You'll enjoy yourself more,
you know you will.

Now, go over the drover house
and get a room.

All right, all right.

First of all,
I gotta find somebody,

and you can help me.

He's supposed to be
a close friend of yours.

Who are you looking for?

Friend of mine too.
Thad Clemens.

( mysterious theme playing )

Close friend of yours,
is he?

Close enough.

Then turn around.

Are you looking for me, friend?

My name's Favor.

Favor.

Gil Favor.

Well, it's nice to know you,
Mr. Favor.

Two old hands like us
aren't friends yet,

it's time we ought to be.

Sit down.

I'd have agreed
to that yesterday,

but now I don't know.

Oh? Why?

They say us drovers
ought to stick together,

at least once
we've crossed the line

out of Texas.

Well, I certainly
subscribe to that.

Then I got a problem,
a big one.

Anything I can do to help?

You're the only one
who can.

You can bring
that $15,000 you got

for the sale of your herd
at Sedalia

back to the people
it belongs to.

What are you trying to do,
Mr. Favor,

take sides with those farmers?

You yourself just said

we drovers
ought to stick together.

The only way any of us
can get along

with all the people
in all the places

we got to pass on the trail

is to keep a reputation
for honesty and fair dealing.

You're the one who stepped
out of line, Mr. Clemens.

I don't know where you got
your information, Mr. Favor,

but you're jumping
to conclusions.

My dealings
were entirely legal.

I'm not talking about legal.
I'm talking about honest.

One raw deal like yours
makes it tough for everybody,

especially me.

You?

They're holding me
responsible for you.

They're trying to take my herd
to pay for what you stole.

That's too bad.

I never thought they'd try
anything like that.

I don't see how they can
get away with it.

Oh, they can get away with it,
all right,

unless they get their money.

So everything'll be fine

if you'll just come along
with me and bring the money.

We can tell them
you were delayed,

sick or something.

I'm sorry. No.

What do you mean, no?

Just that.

I can't go back with you.

I can't pay them.

FAVOR:
Can't, or won't?

I suppose it amounts
to the same thing.

Can't, won't.

Have you got the money?

Not anymore.

You realize what you're doing
to your reputation

and the reputation
of every other drover.

And I'm sorry about that.

You'll be sorry,
all right,

when you find out
you'll never work again.

I know. I'm all through
with that.

And what am I
supposed to do?

Go back and pay
for your thieving?

Don't you see there's nothing
I can do about it?

I don't have the money.

There's something
you can do.

You can go back and face
the people you swindled.

Mr. Favor,
would that do any good?

It'd do some good
for the drovers

who don't think like you do.

I'm taking you back with me,
Mr. Clemens.

You think
you can manage that?

I can try.

Come on.

Take your hand off me,
Mr. Favor.

( grunts )

( suspenseful theme playing )

All right,
would you let him go!

All right,
who are you?

He's a friend of mine.
Trail boss, marshal.

You want to tell me what
this is all about, Mr. Clemens?

Uh, it's a private affair,

unless Mr. Favor
wants to press it.

Mighty well told
I wanna press it.

I'm taking him back
to Simpson County.

He's wanted there.

Wanted, Mr. Clemens?

Yeah, wanted, Mr. Clemens.

What for?
I got no warrant on him.

You got a warrant?

No.

Is there a warrant?

Look, he swindled
his partners.

Civil affairs
are out of my bailiwick.

Yours too, Mr. Trail Boss.

And you don't just come in here
and take a man by force.

That's against the law.

Wanna make a charge,
Mr. Clemens?

No, thanks, marshal.

Then you just better stay away
from Mr. Clemens from now on.

Look, all you gotta do is send
a deputy over to Simpson--

When I get
a wanted poster on him,

I'll pick him up myself.

Till then,
you stay away from him.

You hear me?
Find yourself in jail.

Sorry about this, Mr. Clemens.

It's all right, marshal.

We all know
it doesn't mean anything.

( ominous theme playing )

Anyway, I don't see
what's to be done about it.

Even if what you say is true.

You don't believe me?

Why should I?

Stranger like you
comes in here,

tells me things about a man
like Thad Clemens.

Fellow with his reputation.

Why, we've known him
a lot of years.

Ain't a finer man never stopped
in Baxter Springs.

Look, all you gotta do
is send a telegram.

I'll pay for it.

What for?

You say yourself ain't no
legal way to take him back.

What do you expect us to do?

You can help me save my herd.

You're stock men, aren't you?

Uh-huh. Maybe just a little
different from you, though.

We're all small ranchers
here too.

There's no great love
for you drovers.

Well, Clemens is a drover.

Was. Looks kind of like he might
settle here, spend his days.

And his money too, huh?

But it's men just like you
that he's swindled.

Doesn't that matter to you?

Well, now,
that's their affair.

Don't see why we should
get mixed up in it.

Let them settle it.

How, by robbing me?

That ain't my problem, mister.

Sorry, can't help you.

Room, sir?

No, I won't be staying
the night.

I'm just looking
for a friend of mine.

Maybe you could
tell me his room.

Yes, sir, what's his name?

Uh, Clemens,
Thad Clemens from Texas.

Oh. Oh, I'm afraid he isn't in.
He just went out.

I'd like to make sure of that,
if you'll just show me his room.

Oh, but I-- I-- I can't do that.

I'm sure my friend
won't mind.

Now, just show me the way.

You won't find anything.

All his valuables
are in the safe.

I told you.
Who's got this room?

Uh, no one.

Good, I'll take it.
But--

I said I'll take it.
I've got the money.

Come on. Open it up.

Hello, Mr. Favor.

All right, start walking.
Come on, no arguments.

( ragtime piano music playing )

( indistinct conversation )

You promised to buy me a drink.
I was afraid you'd forgotten.

Well, your invitations
are kind of hard to refuse.

Just wanted to make sure
you came to the party.

Sit down.

You, uh, sure you want
to drink with a trail bum?

You look a little different
now that you're cleaned up.

In fact,
you almost look good.

So do you.

I'm in this business
for my health, Mr. Favor,

and my health
requires a considerable income.

From all kinds of people,

including trail bosses,
for instance?

Glad to trim anybody
that comes by, Mr. Favor.

including trail bosses.

Including you.

Except that I get
a special invitation.

How come?

You interest me.

Yeah, you showed that
this morning.

That was this morning.

What you said about Clemens,
the truth?

You think it's not?

Actually stole money,
are you sure?

It's not hard for a man
to lose his head over money,

or a woman.

It's a little hard to believe
about Thad Clemens.

Is it, for you?

What do you mean,
for me?

Well, I found him in here,
didn't I?

You think he spent money
in here?

Well, like you said, uh,
"Glad to trim anybody,

including trail bosses."

Thad Clemens drinks ten-cent
beer and never gambles.

Up to now, Mr. Favor,
I didn't dislike you.

Now I do.

Well, don't look for an apology
from me, Miss Katie,

because this whole thing doesn't
set too well with me

that there's no better reason
for it than you.

Fine man losing his reputation,
becoming a thief,

hurting the men he's worked with
all his life just because a--

That wasn't very feminine of me,
was it?

Not at all like a gambling house
proprietor.

I should be used to insults.

But I'll tell you this,
Mr. Favor.

I've got nothing but respect
for Thad Clemens,

and there was never anything
between us.

That's not the way I heard it.

Anybody told you anything
different lied.

Well, then, how come I heard
I'd find him here with you,

and did?

Anybody could've told you that.

He sits over by the door
hour after hour,

sipping on one beer,
staring, watching, waiting.

But if he's done anything wrong,
I had no part in it.

Well, he must've had
a pretty good reason

to steal that much money.
Somebody's got it.

It wasn't me.

You sure?

I'm sure.

Then you must know
who did get it.

How would I know?

You seem pretty interested
to hear.

I was interested to find out
what bothered you, Mr. Favor.

That's why you were
invited here.

And now that I've heard
your story,

I'm no longer interested
in you.

Well, I'm still interested
in you.

( scoffs )

Suit yourself.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Enjoy your drink.

( dramatic theme playing )

( tense theme playing )

Cory.

What are you doing here?

You know what I'm doing here.

I've been here for days,

waiting for you, son.

I knew, as soon as you got
your leave,

you couldn't stay away.

Can't you leave me alone?
I'm a grown man.

Whatever I do I'll take
the responsibility for.

It becomes
my responsibility too,

remember?

That won't happen again,
I told you.

I'm sorry.
I can't believe that.

What are you gonna do,

hold this over my head
the rest of my life?

Use it as an excuse to treat me
like a child?

Now, I'm gonna do
what I think is best.

Cory--
Now, you leave me alone.

Cory, don't go in there.

Now, you leave me alone.

Leaving so soon,
Mr. Favor?

Well, I'm not having
as good a time as I might,

in spite of the special
invitation.

Mm-hm.
It's on the house.

I'd rather pay.

( ragtime piano music being
played )

( inaudible )

Who's soldier boy?

I'll find out anyway.

Lieutenant Clemens.

Ooh.

Clemens.
Mm-hm.

Thanks.

( indistinct chattering )

Did you see what happened,
Fred?

No, I was across the street.

I told you to let him alone.

I have, so far.

You're under arrest.

Gonna be all right.

Sore jaw, a few bruises,
but otherwise--

All right, let's go.
Wait a minute.

What are you taking him for,
marshal?

Beating you.

He didn't do it.

I saw the man who did it.

He was a run-of-the-street thief
trying to rob me.

You're sure, Mr. Clemens?

I'm sure.

All right. You can go.

No, wait, I--

I want him to stay.
I wanna talk to him.

Well, what's it all about?

It wouldn't help you to know
what's behind it all.

Doesn't matter.

Not even who did it
or why?

It won't help you
save your herd.

The only thing
that would do that is--

Is $15,000.

That's gone. Hopeless.

I told you.

Mr. Favor, if I thought
going back there and facing them

would do any good,
believe me, I'd go.

It might.

No, they want the money,

not revenge.

Well, you can settle that
with them.

The way I see it,
if they have you to talk to,

they got no reason
for holding us up.

You think it doesn't matter
to me

what I've done to you
and the others?

It's the end for me.

The end of everything
I've ever had.

It's all over.

All over?

Just because your son
beat you up?

How'd you know that?

That's what this is all about,
isn't it?

He's the one
you stole the money for,

to pay back his gambling debts
to Miss Katie.

Isn't that about the size
of it?

No. No, that's not it.

The boy's a little wild, sure.
We have our differences, but--

Then what is it?

It's none of your business,
Mr. Favor.

( scoffs )

Isn't it?

Well, even if it is,
I'm not going to tell you.

Well, I'll tell you one thing.

You better be ready to ride
in the morning,

because you're going back
to face those men.

I know.

The ones that now think

that an old drover
can be trusted.

Something like that.

Mr. Favor.

Yeah?

How is he?

He was just knocked out,
that's all. He'll be all right.

Did he say anything about--?

About who did it? He said
it was just a street thief.

I think that's close enough
to the truth.

What you said before,
I mean, is it true?

Did he take all that money
from all those people?

That's right.
He swindled all of them.

I never thought...

Nobody did.

He must've needed that money
pretty bad.

He needed it, all right.
He--

He needed it for me, Mr. Favor.

See, this is my fault.

I'm the thief here.

Look, you don't have to tell me
about it. He didn't.

Well, I have to tell somebody.

Come on in.

Sit down.

No, I...

Now, see, I am a thief.

Never really admitted to myself
until now.

Now I made him one too.

You ought to be able to explain
better than that.

The Army should've taught you
that much.

Well, I never wanted
to be in the Army.

That was his idea.

He sent me through
military school.

Well, you see,
I'm a quartermaster,

keeping the commissary accounts.

It was easy enough to steal,
all right.

Just a little bit at a time,
just borrowing.

I was thinking my luck
would change

and I could pay it all back.

I guess you know the story.
It didn't.

Then, when it got to be $15,000,
well, I knew it was beyond me.

I knew there could be
an inspection at any time.

So you asked him
for help.

( sighs )

Yeah. I got it.

And where he got the money from,
or how, I--

I suppose I thought he borrowed
it or maybe sold something.

I swear, I didn't know
it was anything like this.

You sure ought to know
you don't get rich droving.

Yeah.

Now, I've done this to him

and to you too.

Don't worry about me.
I'll get along.

You better save your worrying
for your father.

Afraid there's no way out
for him.

Maybe there is.

If you could get that $15,000
back, you and he,

both of you could be saved.

And he could pay
the money back.

That's right,
if we had it.

I think maybe, uh, I can get it.

Now, look, lieutenant.

Don't worry, I'm not gonna rob
a bank or the Army or anything.

Maybe there's one place
I can get it.

Now, wait a minute.

Don't try and tell me
what to do Mr. Favor.

My father's been doing that
all my life.

This is one thing I'm gonna do
on my own.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( piano music playing )

Change your mind, Mr. Favor,

and decide to come back
to the party?

I figure maybe I've been playing
the wrong game.

Maybe I should switch to yours
soon. How about cards?

You a gambler?

Like you,
I don't mind taking a chance.

How about a cut of the cards
someplace private

for big stakes?

How big?

Mm, say, um,

15,000, money you took
from Lieutenant Clemens.

Took?

All right, won,
if you want it that way.

And what have you to put up
against it, Mr. Favor?

A life or two,
maybe one of them yours.

Is that a threat?

It's just a warning.

Let's go in here
where we can talk.

Now, what's all this about?

Cory Clemens is looking
for $15,000.

I figured the only logical place
for him to get it was here.

He seems pretty determined.

You think he might harm me,
Mr. Favor?

Well, you're wrong.

I have nothing to fear
from Cory.

You sure?
It's his money, isn't it?

Is it?

You think I enticed him
into losing his money?

No, you're wrong again.

I tried to get him
to stop gambling,

but you can't do much
against a sickness like that.

Can't or won't?

You see, he wanted
to get out of the Army,

become independent
of his father,

many things.

He thought he could do it
by winning a lot of money.

And you tried to stop him.

That's not very business-like
of you.

( melancholy theme playing )

I don't feel very business-like
about Cory Clemens.

How do you feel?

I'm in love with him.

Oh?

Don't you think I could love
a man like that?

Well, it's a mighty profitable
love, isn't it?

Fifteen thousand dollars' worth?

You see this?
It's a bank book.

I kept track
of every cent he lost.

It's all in there,
all 15,000.

Mm-hm.

In your name.

For now,
but it'll be his someday.

When will that be?

When we're married.

Don't you mean
if he marries you?

You're so righteous,
Mr. Favor.

So is old man Clemens.

Must run that way
with trail bosses.

You couldn't know what it's like
to grow up an orphan.

A girl orphan
in a country of men.

Fighting to live,
decently if you can,

but just live.

You wouldn't know what it's like
to see other women

living nice, comfortable lives
with husbands and children

and homes.

Do you know what it is to envy
somebody like that so much

that you'd kill or steal
or do almost anything

to have what they have?

Or buy a husband,

when you find a man
who could give you all that?

A man you could love?

You really think he'd ever
go through with it, Miss Katie?

Aren't you just daydreaming?

Am I?

You think he loves you?

You think he couldn't?

He might think so for a while.

You're honest enough to know
it couldn't last.

What happens when he takes you
to his Army post

and introduces you
to his officers

and their wives?

As a painted lady?

I don't always
have to be like that.

I could change.

They'll forget.

Yeah, sure.
You're strong enough.

Is he?

I'm sorry.

I came here ready to plead,
beg, borrow, steal.

Do anything I could
to get that money. I--

I didn't figure on this.

Why is it so important to you?

I stand to lose 3,000
head of cattle

which don't belong to me,

unless Clemens' partners
are repaid.

But that's nothing to you.

No, it's nothing to me.

You're just another trail bum
who wandered in here.

Tomorrow, you'll be gone
and forgotten.

( knock at door )
Come in.

What are you doing here?

He came to gamble,
and lost.

But we had a nice talk
about marriage.

You ever talk about that,
Cory?

It's exactly
what I came by here for.

What does he have to say?

You wouldn't like it.
But never mind.

Run along, Mr. Favor.

No, wait.

Maybe it's a good idea
that he is here.

He can break the news
to my father.

What news?

Katie and I
are gonna be married.

I just talked to the preacher.
He's gonna be over in an hour.

Katie, did you hear me?

I heard.

Well, I thought
that'd make you happy.

I thought that's what
you wanted.

I couldn't be happier.

Go on, tell Mr. Clemens.

I'm sure he'll be delighted.

Just tell him everything's
going to be all right.

( door closes )

Honey, I--

I know it's not the kind
of a wedding you always wanted.

I mean, rushing like this,
but I only had a two-day pass.

It's all right.

I didn't think you'd mind.

I don't mind anything
if you love me.

You do love me, don't you?

What a question.
Of course I do.

Then say it now,

just once.

Say, "I love you, Katie."

Well, I-- I love you, Katie.

Look, I think you'd better go
and change,

put on something, you know,
different, huh?

I know.

You are happy, aren't you,
Katie?

Oh, go on, now.
I have to change.

Cory.

Have you thought
what it'll be like

taking me back to the Army camp?

Oh, well, I--
I didn't have time to tell you.

I'm gonna resign my commission,
get a job.

I never did
like the Army anyway.

It-- It doesn't matter
to you, does it?

No.

No, nothing matters anymore.

( romantic theme playing )

( tense theme playing )

No. I didn't bring him up
to marry a woman like that.

What did you bring him up
for?

To be something I never was:
An officer and a gentleman.

What makes you think a uniform's
gonna make a difference?

Look, Mr. Favor,
I brought him up all alone.

Maybe I made mistakes,
but I tried to make him a man.

A good man.

Just like you, huh?

So you push him into a life
he doesn't like or want.

Boy's never known his own mind.

Maybe I made mistakes,
but so has he.

And this is one mistake
I'm not gonna let him make.

What makes you so sure
it's a mistake?

She's quite a woman.
Might even be good for him.

Her?

Yeah, her.

He'll never marry her.
I'll make sure of that.

Oh, she told me to tell you
something.

When, uh, they're married,
everything's gonna be all right.

You'll get the 15,000.

You think I'll sell my son?

You better forget
about that money.

I think I'd better
go with you

before they get you
for murder too.

( ominous theme playing )

( inaudible )

Cory.

Well, I was expecting you.

I'm not gonna let you
make this mistake.

You're not gonna stop me.

I don't think you understand.

You'd be better off dead
than married to her.

You gonna kill me?

KATIE:
That won't be necessary,
gentlemen.

I've changed my mind,
Mr. Clemens.

I figure as long as I'm buying
a husband,

I might as well
get my money's worth.

And with Cory,
I don't think I would.

For $15,000,
you want a real man.

Not a thief and a cheat.

Someone more like
Mr. Favor here.

Haven't changed your mind,
have you?

No, uh--
Afraid not.

Then too bad about the money.

Katie.

( somber theme playing )

Come on,
let's get out of here.

But I--
I don't believe her.

I'm afraid she means it,
lieutenant.

Come on, let's go.

I am sorry.

It's all right, son.

Can you forgive me
for what I've done to you both?

I guess you and I have got a lot
to forgive each other for.

Maybe we can
just start over.

You live your own life.

Me, I'll be going back
with you in the morning.

I only hope
it'll do some good.

Mr. Favor. You're wanted over
at the Painted Lady.

Be back in a minute.

Sit down, Mr. Favor.

We didn't finish that game
of cards last night.

Remember,
you like to take a chance?

I don't think I care to gamble
anymore with you, Miss Katie.

Oh, come on. Just this once.

Cut a card for big stakes.

What stakes?

This.

Ah. What is that?

A draft on the First National
Bank of Kansas City

for $15,000.

Against what?

What have you got to put up?

My good name.

My hat.

I'm not sure either one
is worth much.

But cut.

Shouldn't we shuffle first?

Don't you trust me?

Ten.

Trey.

( mellow theme playing )

It's yours, Mr. Favor.

On one condition.

Don't give it to him
until you get there.

And remember,
you won it gambling.

Why did you, uh,
do that last night?

You were very convincing.

You were right
about a lot of things.

Maybe I just wasn't
cut out for marriage.

If he should come back?

I could see to it
that he wouldn't stay.

Your stage is due, Mr. Favor.

I was wrong about one thing.

What?

About a woman like you not being
able to love a man like that.

Go on, Mr. Favor.
You won your bet.

No, you did.

That's what you get for playing
with a professional gambler.

We ready?

Oh, just a little
last-minute business.

All set.

( triumphant theme playing )

( cattle lowing )

Head 'em up!

Move 'em out!

♪ 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!

( whip cracks )

♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪