All language subtitles for Rawhide S06E16 Incident of Midnight Cave.eng

♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

- Hyah!
-♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

♪ Keep movin', movin', movin' ♪

♪ Though they're disapprovin' ♪

♪ Keep them dogies movin' ♪

♪ Rawhide ♪

♪ Don't try to understand them ♪

♪ Just rope and throw
and brand 'em ♪

♪ Soon we'll be livin'
high and wide ♪

♪ My heart's calculatin' ♪

♪ My true love will be waitin' ♪

♪ Be waiting at the end
of my ride ♪

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

♪ Move 'em on,
head 'em up, Rawhide ♪

-(whip cracks)
-♪ Cut 'em out, ride 'em in ♪

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

-♪ Rawhide...! ♪
-♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

- Hyah!
-♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin'. ♪

(whip cracks twice)

[MEN YELLING AND WHISTLING]

FAVOR:
Keep them moving. Don't let them run.

MAN:
Cut them down.

[MEN YELLING AND WHISTLING]

FAVOR:
Keep them strung out.

- You know what I think it is?
- Afraid so, electric storm.

- If it catches us up here...
- Yeah.

Those beef will be pushing off
from every cliff they see,

no chance to turn them back.

Keep them moving.
If we're still alive,

we should get down to the flats
by sundown.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

What's wrong?

Oh, well, it's this wheel.
I think it's coming loose.

It doesn't look loose to me.

I said it's loose. You some
kind of an expert or something?

Okay, say it's loose, then.
I don't care.

But you can't stop up here
on this cliff.

What's the matter?
Are you sick or something?

Oh, no, it's this high trail.

Ever since I was a kid, looking down

on something like that
makes me dizzy.

If anything happens to this wheel,
it'd come loose--

The wheel's not gonna
come loose now, forget it.

What's holding things up back here?

- You two gonna stand here all day?
ROWDY: No, look--

You want a conversation, talk your
heads off when we get bedded down.

- But right now, let's get moving.
- Look, Wish ain't feeling too good.

I thought I'd have one of the boys
maybe drive the wagon for him.

I need every man in the saddle.

Now, are you gonna start moving
or no?

- Look...
- If this freak lightning breaks loose,

we're all gonna be a lot worse
than sick.

If you need any help,
just holler, huh?

Should be bedded down
in a couple of hours.

You'd be all set up by then.
Now, let's go.

Been in high places before.

Rowdy! Rowdy!

Rowdy!

Rowdy!

Oh, Rowdy!

Rowdy!

Rowdy!

Rowdy! Help!

[GRUNTING]

ROWDY: He passed out.
- Better get some water.

ROWDY:
All right.

- He hit his head?
- I don't know. Not a scratch on him.

No lumps on his head.
His breathing's even.

More like scared to death you mean.

FAVOR:
Wish, you all right?

ROWDY:
Here, take a drink of that.

I'll send Mushy back
to pick up the wagon.

That's right. Make sure
the herd doesn't get slowed down.

Send Quince back
to him give a hand.

ROWDY:
I'll stay and give him a hand.

You hurry back and make sure
nothing serious happens,

like a cow fallen over.

[FAVOR SIGHS]

How is it coming?

Well, fine, Mr. Favor.
I'll dish it up before you know it.

I'm afraid I'll know it, all right.

Still unconscious.

He keeps coming to
and passing out again.

I don't like it.

If he doesn't come around
by the time chow's over,

we'll take him in to a doctor.

Okay.

[GROANS]

MUSHY:
You feeling better?

I feel fine. Get back to work.

We've nothing to worry about.
Mr. Wishbone is feeling fine.

Wish, how you feeling?

I'm feeling fine.
Haven't you got eyes?

- You give us a scare, Wish.
- I'm gonna give you a real one

if you don't back off
and give me some air.

- Mushy, get on that stew.
- Sounds pretty normal to me.

Wish, what is it?

I can't see.

I can't see.

I can't see a blooming thing.

Hey Soos, hitch up the wagon.

Si, señor.

DOCTOR:
Well, the retina seems clear.

Now look to the left.

Very high.

Now to the right.

Higher.

All right. Once more to the left.

Now, back.

All right, Mr. Wishbone,
you can relax now.

Did he strike his head in any way
when he fell?

Look, doc, I still got a tongue.

You got any questions, ask me.

No offense, Mr. Wishbone,
but did you?

- Did I what?
- Hit your head.

No, I just rolled over the edge
and hung on to that bush for dear life.

Picked up a few aches is all.

How long did you hang like that?

It couldn't have been a minute, doc.
We got to him pretty fast.

Mr. Wishbone, have you ever had
any trouble with your eyes before?

Well, not so as you could notice.

Of course, I've seen a few things
I wish I hadn't.

I see.

Now, you just sit like that
for a minute.

What's wrong, doc?

I wish I knew.

Muscles of the iris
responded properly.

No inflammation.

No injury to the optic nerve
that I can see.

His eyes seem to be as good
as yours and mine.

Well, how come he can't see, then?

That's like asking
what makes the colors

in a rainbow, Mr. Yates.
I don't know.

You said something
about his being sick.

Maybe he could be running a fever.

Not now, he's perfectly normal.

No, I meant being sick,
he was dizzy, afraid of falling.

- Of falling?
ROWDY: Yeah.

Mr. Wishbone,
have you always been afraid of falling?

No, just high places
make me a little dizzy.

Well, that goes back to--

Nothing important.

It might be very important.

Well, when I was about hip high,

some older fellas thought
they'd have some fun,

so they strung me up
on a church belfry.

They told me when the sexton
rung the bell, I was gonna fall.

Then they ran off
and left me there dangling.

When I looked down
and saw that sexton come in

and reach for that rope,
I was so scared, I could hardly holler.

Then when he did yank on it,
I just plain passed out.

I can still hear those bells ringing.

Ringing and ringing.

Well, what's that got to do
with my eyes?

Well, you just sit quietly
and let those drops wear off.

There have been cases like this.

Not a very well-defined field
of medicine.

There's a doctor in Chicago
making a specialty

of treating people who should see
but can't.

Now, there's an article in here
by one of General Grant's surgeons,

describes half-a-dozen cases
of soldiers

who went blind from mental shock.

Mental shock?

Fear, really.

Understand I'm no authority,

but when your friend
was hanging over that cliff,

it might be that he thought
he was seeing that church bell

and that sexton all over again.

You might say that Mr. Wishbone
was looking death in the face.

When you pulled him up, his mind
was still hanging over the edge.

No man wants to look at death.

He'd rather be blind than see it.

Don't you think
this sounds a little far-fetched?

Like that rainbow, Mr. Yates,
it happens.

People go blind from things they see
or understand,

like measles or scarlet fever,
an old blow in the head.

Do these people see again?

Some do, some don't. Depends.

Depends on what?

On the person who can't see.

They have to be shocked
out of their blindness,

just as they were shocked into it.

In other words, their desire to see

must suddenly become stronger
than their fear of seeing.

You sound like you're a real specializer
in eyes, doc.

Hardly, Mr. Yates.

As a matter of fact, Mr. Wishbone
is the first case I've ever seen.

Do you mind if I keep this?

No, not at all. Only hope it helps.

WISHBONE: Hey, if you're having
a drink in there, you can include me.

We can do our drinking later, Wish.

Well, what's the prescription, doc?

Anything you say, salves, ointments.

Anything at all.
The sooner the better.

How long is it gonna take?

Now, Mr. Wishbone, you should know
that trying to pin a doctor down

is worse than trying to fry smoke.

Your friends, well,
they know what to do.

All right. Fair enough.

- What's the damages?
- Oh, forget it.

Just sorry I couldn't do more for you.

A couple of weeks getting used
to my nose is gonna be interesting.

See you later, doc.

Be seeing you, Mr. Wishbone.

All right.

We've had our little medical lesson,

we got all the answers

and the time for fun and games
is over.

- Where's the hotel?
- What are you talking about?

End of the line
is what I'm talking about.

Just figure up my time
and pay me off.

You know by now we don't pay off
till the end of the drive.

Hell, it isn't gonna work.

I've been my own man too long
to start taking free handouts

with just the right mixture

of pearly white smiles
and deep knee bows.

No, I gotta find my own way
out of this.

Look, this doctor here admitted he
didn't know what he was talking about.

Now, a stage to Denver
runs right through this town.

Why don't I just take Wishbone
up there?

That way
we'll get him to a specialist.

He'll get a specialist
if he really needs one.

Right now,
it seems like the best medicine

is getting him back to the herd
and among friends.

Also among several thousand steers,
he's liable to get hurt.

Look,
I hate to break up a good argument,

but since this is on me,

I hope you don't mind
if I slip in a word edgewise.

Look, it's all been said,
you're coming with us and that's final.

- But, but--
- And no more buts.

Get up there and you try one of those
big pearly white smiles.

Okay? Now let's get going.

Unless you got something more
to say.

No. I think you're wrong,
but I got nothing more to say.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

Yes, sir, Mr. Favor,

there's one thing these cows and I
sure have in common:

I don't like lightning either.

I'm doubling the night guard.
Keep them bunched.

How's Wish doing?

I don't know.
I just don't know, Toothless.

Wishbone, give me--
Let me do this, Wishbone.

You picked the toughest piece of meat
in the wagon.

Now I gotta soak them all night
in vinegar and oil

in order to have them for breakfast.

[SNIFFING]

And your coffee is boiling over.

Do I have to do everything
around here?

I said, blind or not,
I still gotta do everything.

I'll get it for you, Mr. Wishbone.

WISHBONE:
Now what have you done?

[MUSHY GROANS]

I spilled the coffee.

I might have known it.
You haven't done anything right today.

I'll get some fresh water.

Never mind, I'll get it myself.

You just stir the stew.

Just stand over the stew and stir it.

Don't move around any and maybe
you won't spill anything else.

You could have had dinner ready
an hour ago, Mush.

I'm not worried about that.

He could have tripped
and burned himself in the fire.

Well, I'll make sure
he doesn't do that.

How are you gonna keep him
from getting his thumb cut off?

Ask Mr. Favor
if there's something else he could do.

No. How could I do that?

Cooking's his whole life,
that's all he knows.

It's important to keep him alive,
Mr. Rowdy.

Every time you turn your back,

well, he might fall in here
and scald himself to death.

Yeah.

Well, I'd almost rather see him do that
than lose the feeling he counts,

that he's the only one in the world
who can cook a stew right.

Yeah, I'll keep an eye on him.

[MUSHY WHISTLING]

All right, here's your water.

You think you can pour it
without spilling it,

or am I gonna have to do it for you?

I won't spill it again, Mr. Wishbone.

Well, just see that you don't.

Yes, sir.

Come and get it.

MAN:
Well, we're ready to eat.

WISHBONE: All right, come on,
come on and try me.

QUINCE: All right, Wishbone,
how about the pancake skillet?

QUINCE:
Hey, that's not bad for a beginner.

Beginner?

All right, Mr. Omnipotent-Quince,

why don't you put some money
where your mouth is?

- Say, about $5.
- You're on.

We do the picking now.

First miss, you lose. Fair enough?

About as fair
as taking candy from a baby.

Mushy, you hold the stakes.

Sure will, Mr. Wishbone.

All right, name away.

Let's start easy. The sugar can.

MAN: All right.
HEY SOOS: All right.

How about the pickle jar?

Muy bien, Señor Wishbone.

Come on,
let's make a contest out of it.

FAVOR:
All right, let's just do that.

Let's make a real contest
out of it, huh?

You remember that old watch of mine,
the one with the broken hand?

Why don't you look around
and see if you can find it, huh?

Well, what's the matter?

Stakes aren't high enough?

Ten, $20?

Go ahead, you name it.

It isn't that.

You know I can't find that watch.

No, and you ain't never gonna find
nothing either,

as long as you're enjoying practicing
to stay blind.

- Look, Mr. Favor--
- If you are through playing games,

you'd better give the herds
some of your attention.

All we were trying to do is to--

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

That lightning comes any closer,

this herd's gonna be scattered
all over the prairie.

Hate to do it the hard way, Wish.

Don't you realize
you're doing the worst thing possible?

Throwing in the towel,
you've given up.

Walking into a closet
and shutting the door on yourself.

What would you have me do?

Juggle a few plates
while I turn cartwheels

and sing a few choruses of "Dixie"?

I'm blind. All I got left is my ears
and my nose and my hands.

And what about your eyes?

They're right there in your head,
right where they belong.

That doctor says that there's nothing
physical wrong with them.

All you have to do
is try and use them.

It's true, Wish.

You don't have to stay this way.

You just got scared blind.

You're still that little kid
trying to climb down

from up in the belfry on that rope.

Well, you climbed down
from that all right, didn't you?

By the same token,
you can climb down from this

and you can see again.

But nobody else can do it for you.

You got to do it yourself.

Oh, it's easy as that.

All I gotta do is snap my fingers
and say the magic words,

and there it is, daylight.

Comes easy to you,
don't it, trail boss?

Big talk. Head them up.
Move them out.

Push and keep pushing.

You can walk through a wall
and don't even break stride.

Rest of us, we stub our toe,
we're hurt.

We bleed a little.

Sure, I can see.

I can see just because
my almighty trail boss tells me I can.

Meantime, while I'm trying
to push a little sunshine

past the end of my nose,

I hope you don't mind
if I use your trail drive

to prepare myself
for a more permanent job.

Like, maybe at the cow house
on Horn Street

as a flunky hash man
to their beef slinger.

Might come in handy
just in case you're wrong.

Mr. Wishbone, here's your money.

WISHBONE:
It isn't mine.

You heard the man, I lost.

[SIGHS]

Trying to cure Wishbone's eyes
or your conscience?

What happened
would happen sooner or later.

I just made it happen sooner.

It's got nothing to do with me
or my conscience.

Well, it's easy for you to say that,
isn't it?

What if Wishbone's got something
that isn't caused by fear, though?

Something that could be treated
like an injury or an infection.

After all those tests that doctor took,
you sure would have knowed it.

He admitted himself
he didn't know all about it.

I don't buy that.

Not from some half-baked sawbones
in some nothing town.

All right, all right,
here, you read this.

It's all right in there.

Wishbone can be cured.

There's a case in there, for example,

of a woman
who was an expectant mother.

And doctor had given her orders
to stay in bed,

but she disobeyed those orders
and she went down to the well.

Now, on the way,
she tripped and she fell,

that baby was born dead.

And from then on, she was crippled,
she couldn't walk,

not for any physical reason at all

but because she blamed herself.

Now, she stayed a cripple

until one day, a little 5-year-old boy
had fallen in the pond

and started hollering for help.
There was nobody else around.

As quick as that,
she got up and she ran out

and she saved that boy.

Oh, it's got something to do

with how you're feeling inside,
in the mind.

One shock
can help overcome another one.

Now, this is what we gotta try
and do for Wish,

to get him over this fear.

Gotta get him to climb down
from that belfry.

Now, that's where we come in,
that's where we can help him.

Wrong, you started this thing,
you go ahead and finish it.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

I can't do it.

Mr. Wishbone.

Mr. Wishbone, you all right?

I was dreaming.

Must have been the thunder,
woke me up.

Can't seem to get much rest
anyway.

I keep dreaming I'm in a cave.

Mr. Favor grabs me by the hand
and says:

"Come on, Wishbone,
I'm gonna get you out of here."

But he don't. He can't.

It wasn't right the way he judged you,
Mr. Wishbone.

Oh, I understand why he did that.

You don't suppose for a second
I don't want to see or don't try?

It just don't make sense
that a man can scare himself blind

and, if all this, can't scare himself
back into seeing again.

Mr. Rowdy's probably right.

All you need is a good doctor.

No.

You know, I once knew a man,

he was walking down the street
one day

and all of a sudden,
he went blind in one eye.

Just like that.

About three months later,
happened in the other eye.

Doctor said something shook loose
in his eyeballs.

I think that's what happened to me.

Only with me,
it was both eyes at once.

You're only guessing.

No, I'm facing facts
and it's time I did.

There's lots of worse things
than being blind.

As long as there's a chance...

Go to sleep, Mushy.

- Yes, sir.
- I don't wanna talk about it anymore.

No, sir.

I need a lantern.

FAVOR:
This way, Wishbone.

I can't see you.

FAVOR: Take hold of my hand.
Come on, I've found the way.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

[SIGHS]

[RUSTLING]

FAVOR:
Careful now. Watch your step.

Lots of holes.

Don't want to slip,
drops off a hundred feet in places.

I don't want to fall.

FAVOR:
You won't, Wish. I won't let you.

Just keep going,
one step after another.

FAVOR:
Just hang on now.

I won't let you fall.

Steady.

We gotta cross
an underground river.

Slow and easy, Wish.

You'll make it.

Slow and easy, one step at a time.

I'm afraid to go any further.

FAVOR:
Don't be afraid.

Wish, you can see.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

Rowdy! Scarlet!

[WISHBONE YELLS]

FAVOR:
Easy.

Easy, easy, easy.

[WISHBONES SHOUTING]

Easy.

FAVOR:
Easy.

SCARLET: What happened?
MUSHY: You all right?

- Where am I?
- You're down by the water.

You just walked out on those logs.

I had a dream.
I must've been walking in my sleep.

Well, dream or awake, you couldn't
have walked out on those logs

unless you could see, Wish.

Yeah, looks like he did just that.

Well, we better get you out
of this wet stuff, Wish.

You're shaking so much you're gonna
rattle the wheels off your wagon.

It isn't the cold. I'm scared.

From the bone out, I'm scared.

Dark all night, dark all day.

Nightmares, walking in my sleep.

It's no use.

Trying, hoping, praying,
it's just no use.

You're wrong, Wish. You've beaten it.
Don't you understand?

When you walked out there
on those logs, you could see.

Pardon, señor, a man who walks
in his sleep needs no eyes.

That might be true
in a man's own house,

but not out here,
not in the middle of nowhere.

Look, I can prove it. All I got to do
is blindfold anyone of you.

Hold on, you said it yourself,
no more games.

No more large, important-sounding
words out of small books

that none of us understand.

All right, but one thing I do know,
one thing you've got to admit,

awake or asleep, Wishbone
couldn't have walked out on that log

unless he could see.

Maybe so, maybe not.

But this ain't gonna happen again,
I'll tell you.

Come first light, I'm taking him back,
we're gonna take a stage to Denver.

We'll have a doctor look at him,

a real good one
and knows what he's talking about.

And you ain't gonna do nothing
about it, I'll tell you.

[COWS GRUNTING]

What's making them so jumpy?

It's in the air.

I can almost smell the fire
and the brimstone.

What's that?

QUINCE:
Foxfire, called Saint Elmo's.

It won't hurt them,
but what's coming up sure will.

What's coming?

You can smell it. Electricity.

The next bolt that hits
will bounce for 50 miles

and them steers know it.

I'll get the boss.

Nice cows.

Are you sure you're warm enough,
Mr. Wishbone?

Maybe I'll get you another blanket.

ROWDY:
Leave him alone. He's all right.

QUINCE: Saint Elmo's, Mr. Favor.
It's got the herd on its tiptoes.

Once it breaks through,
won't be no holding them.

All right then, everybody on,
into the saddle.

You too, Mushy,
we'll need everybody.

- But Mr. Wishbone.
- Come on, Wish.

Into the wagon. You stay put.

Sorry, but I can't spare anybody
to stay with you.

Don't worry about me, I'll be all right.

Good boy.

Mushy, forget your chaps, come on.

HEY SOOS:
The light of the black angel.

SCARLET:
I've heard of the blue fire,

but never thought I'd see it.

Quince, Scarlet, you get on the flank
and pass the word.

If they start to run,
we'll let them go for a bit

until we can pick out the lead
and start a circle.

The rest of us will get on point--

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

Let's go!

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

MAN:
Hey!

[MEN YELLING AND WHISTLING]

MAN:
Hey!

[MEN YELLING]

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

Mr. Favor!

Rowdy!

Mr. Favor!

Mushy!

Anyone!

I gotta get to the water.

Onto the lake.

[MEN YELLING]

[MEN CONTINUE YELLING]

Now keep them milling!
Keep them milling!

Boss, the camp!

- The camp.
- Wishbone.

Quince! Scarlet!

ROWDY:
Wishbone!

FAVOR:
Wishbone!

ROWDY: Wishbone's gone.
He's not around here.

All right, he couldn't have gone too far.
We'll spread out.

You work from the ridge down.

Rowdy, you go down to the water.
Let's go, come on.

FAVOR:
Wishbone!

Wishbone!

Nothing on the ridge.
Fire is turning back on itself.

Wishbone?

ROWDY:
Wishbone!

Over here, Rowdy!

Over here, by the lake!

Wishbone!

WISHBONE:
Rowdy!

Rowdy! Rowdy!

Over here, Rowdy!

Over here, by the lake!

Over here, Rowdy!
Over here, Rowdy!

Over here!

Wish!

Wishbone?

[TREE CREAKING]

[HORSE NEIGHING]

Rowdy!

Easy boy, easy boy.

Come on, boy,
back where you came from.

FAVOR:
Wishbone!

Over here, Mr. Favor!

Over here!

WISHBONE:
Over here, Mr. Favor!

Over here!

Come on, Rowdy.

You're all right, boy. Come on, boy.

Come on, Rowdy.

It's Wishbone. Come on, Rowdy.

Oh.

What happened to me?

A tree fell on you, that's all.

Bumped his head.
Nothing to worry about.

And how about you, Wish?

Huh?

[LAUGHING]

I don't even know when it happened.

I didn't feel a thing.

It's like you've just climbed down
from that belfry rope again, huh?

Got over being scared

and you climbed down again,
all by yourself.

Hey, get out of that.

Haven't you jaspers got anything to do
but stand around and stare?

Oh, we're just glad you're all right now,
Wish, that's all.

Oh, this spread doesn't have anything
to do with it.

Well, it is more
than we had to eat all month.

Get out of my way. Give it!

I just can't hardly stand it, Wish.

Well, you're gonna have to.
Now, get out of here.

All I'm doing is just finishing cooking
what that fire started.

Now you keep turning that,

or we're gonna fatten up
on pan-fried Mushy.

Would you mind telling me
what's going on here?

You should've had this mess
cleaned up and ready to roll.

No, sir, I'm not gonna move one foot,
not today.

It isn't gonna do you any good
to bellow about it

because it won't change a thing.

Wishbone, I think you ought to do
like the man here says.

Look at the both of you,
skinny as broom handles.

And look at them.

Bone and frazzle
and bad disposition.

And why? Because they've
been working too hard.

And they hadn't been eating right.

No, sir, they're not gonna move a foot
today either.

Wishbone...

Look, we've been through
an electrical storm, a stampede,

a fire and a miracle, all in one night,

and all you can think of
is "head them up."

No, sir, they're not gonna move,

not until I spread around
some eating fat

where it'll do the most good.

Now, you don't like it,
you just go back out and tell your cows

because I'm not interested.

Don't look at me, you're his doctor.

Why?

Head them up!

Move them out!