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Hyah!

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♪ Keep movin', movin', movin' ♪

♪ Though they're disapprovin' ♪

♪ Keep them dogies movin' ♪

♪ Rawhide ♪

♪ Don't try to understand 'em ♪

♪ Just rope and
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♪ Soon we'll be
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♪ My true love will be waitin' ♪

♪ Be waiting at
the end of my ride ♪

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♪ Move 'em on, head 'em up ♪

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Hyah!

All right, let's kick those
brushes. Get him up.

Well, go on. Go after
him. Don't just sit there.

How are you supposed
to get anything in there?

What? Are you
afraid of a little brush?

I'm not afraid of brush.

It's just that I had enough to last
me a lifetime in the last three weeks.

Besides, I'm tired of getting
cut up on these thorns.

Oh, now, that is too bad.

Yeah, well, maybe
it isn't worth it.

We're getting a
herd for nothing.

You know how much these critters
are getting at the gathering ground?

Look, boss, I know you're trying
to do something good for us.

But you know, we're all wore
out. We got enough cattle already.

You haven't got more
than 1,000 a head.

And don't forget we 800 more
head we got to pick up in San Anton'.

And we can handle more
than 3,000, so we keep working.

Pete, you take over here.

- Where you going?
- See the men on the other side of the creek.

Well, let's see what's in here.

Who are you?

You're the one
that's trespassing.

Who would live in this place?

That's no business of
yours. Just keep on moving.

- Not until I get that steer.
- It ain't yours.

I didn't see any brand on it. I got
as much right to it than anyone.

You'll be a long day getting
it the way you was going at it.

I suppose you can do better?

Well, I'd be dead
long ago if I couldn't.

Well, there he is,
boy. Go get him.

Hyah.

Hey, you ought kind of
hold on your horse out here.

It's a long ways back to camp.

I'll be all right as soon
as I get that critter.

Here comes the boss.

We better get going.

Howdy. These gentle ones?

You're looking at them.

I sure could use some gentle
ones to help me with the wild ones.

I ain't in the cattle business.

Oh, I'd pay a good price.

I said they ain't for sale.

Oh, say, I come across the
ruins of wagon train up there.

You know anything about it?

You can see for
yourself. Indians got them.

Comanches come
through in a raid.

They all wiped out?

Well, you saw it.

You think anybody would
walk away from a thing like that?

Well, if it's privacy you want.

You the boss of this outfit?

Yeah. That's right.

Yeah, and you trying
to get yourself a herd

by picking up these brush
cattle here one at a time?

You know any other way?

Well, now if you knew
what you could do,

you could pick up maybe 3, 400 head
at once in a bunch with no trouble at all.

Well, if I knew what I was
doing, what would I be doing?

Well, spotting the lead steers.

Lead steers? Out here?

Yeah, they got their own herds, and
they gather around the water holes.

Only trouble with that is I
haven't seen many water holes.

You ain't seen
many steers, either.

You pick up three,
four bunches like that,

you'd have your herd in no time
at all without this brush popping.

You're the only one who knows
how do that. You want a job?

Job?

Riding with you?

Find us the beef.

I'd pay you two bits a head.

Find us around 400, you can
pick yourself up an easy $100.

Naw, I said I ain't in
the cattle business.

You got anything better to do?

Look, we'll take the gentle
ones off your hands, too.

Between the two, you
can pick up a nice stake.

Maybe enough to
get out of this brush.

My name's Jed.

Jed.

The other name don't matter.

Fair enough. My name's Favor.

You read to go?

No, no, I'll meet you
here around sundown.

You give me enough
men to handle the cattle.

Haze these into the bunch. Bring
back every man you can spare.

We'll eat fast and
head back out.

You ain't serious about following
that crazy old coot, are you?

That crazy old coot could
show us stuff in that bush

we'd never believe was there.

Oh, I don't know. There's
something strange about him.

Sure, he's probably ducking
some sheriff from somewhere.

That's none of our business.

All we want him to do is show us
where we can pick up some beef.

- I think he can do it.
- I don't know.

Look, you was the one complaining
about getting the job done fast.

This is your big chance.

Sure good you're back.

We got all kinds of company.

Riders from all the
ranches and a sheriff.

You Mr. Favor?

That's right.

I'm Sheriff Blaine.

You the boss of this outfit?

What can I do for you?

Well, these are reps from some of
the ranches around here, Mr. Favor.

The boys want to know
what you're doing out here.

It's fairly obvious. We're
gathering a herd of mavericks.

Mavericks, huh?

Well, now, it
seems to me you got

quite a few head of branded
cattle in the bunch out there.

Naturally. Pick up
everything we find.

Like anybody else would.

Naturally we're gonna cut out the
brands and turn them over to the reps here

when they show their
credentials for them.

Of course I'll expect the usual
payment for bringing in strays...

A dollar a head or
the equivalent in beef.

One out every five
head, my choice.

Is that satisfactory to you?

That's only $5.00 a head.

Going rate this year.

Lot of those mavericks are
our cattle, too, you know?

Look, I can't help
it if you're too lazy

or too soft to go in that
brush and get them out.

We did it. We worked
hard for those scrubs,

and I'm not about to
give up one head of them.

Now, Mr. Favor, nobody wants to take
anything away that you rightfully come by.

It's just, well, the boys
figure you got enough by now.

Oh, it's just a matter
of figuring, then.

And I don't figure it that way.

So we'll stay until
we're ready to leave.

Unless you got legal reason?

No. No, can't says I have.

All right, then we'll
be staying for a bit.

Oh, you gentlemen are
welcome to stay and watch.

I haven't got time
to cut them right now.

You can go ahead if you want to.

Of course, I'll have to leave
a few of my men to watch you.

There was no offense
meant, Mr. Favor.

And none taken.

It's just that, well, you're not
to well known around here.

Oh, I guess I will be now.

Yeah. Yeah, I guess you would.

Say, you want some coffee?

No, thanks. I think I'll
be riding back into town.

You think they'll be looking
for trouble after you leave?

Not unless you
start it, Mr. Favor.

Those are all good, honest men.

Hardworking hands for
reputable ranches around here.

Came across something.

Mean anything to you?

"Lefebvre and Karse."

No. Can't say it does.

Found it out there in the
brush, ruins of a wagon train.

Five or six wagons.

You found that?

Well, now, we've been looking on
and off for that for, oh, past two years.

Where was it?

Oh, about 2, 3 miles out that
way over the other side of the ridge.

Oh. What's it look like now?

Oh, nothing much
left of it. It's all burnt.

There is one thing, though.

There's 12 graves around there.

12 graves, huh?

Well, he buried them.
That's something in his favor.

What's the story?

Oh, just about what you saw.

Small wagon train heading
through here on its way to Mexico

unlucky enough to run into a
big raiding party of Comanche.

There's only one survivor.
A man named Hadley.

He was their wagon
master himself.

How come you
never found it, then?

Well, this Hadley fella
just up and disappeared

before anybody had a chance to
find out where the wagons were.

Nobody's seen hide
nor hair of him since.

Something mighty
strange about it.

I'd like to take a look
at it if I can find the time.

Think you can
show me where it is?

I can point you in the right
direction when you're ready to go.

That's fair enough.
I'll see you, Mr. Favor.

Well, come on, let's get
eating and get back out there.

I don't know. I got a
feeling in my bones.

We're gonna have
trouble with those jaspers.

Maybe. Maybe we'll be out of
here before it has a chance to start.

That is if you ever get some
food so we can get back to work.

Thanks, man.

Well, who do you
suppose that is?

Probably more ranch reps.

Ah, Wishbone can take care of them.
We got more important things to do.

Howdy there, whiskers.

Who's the boss of this outfit?

Right now I'm the boss,
friend, whiskers and all.

No offense meant, cookie.

I'm on the way to
a good set myself.

Only on you they
don't look so good.

You're a regular
fighting cock, ain't you?

Only underneath that rough
exterior beats a heart of gold, huh?

Is there any chance of weary travelers
camping next to you, neighborly-like?

Right now, we practically
got a whole convention.

If you can find any
room, I can't stop you.

Well, I've had heartier welcomes,
but we accept your hospitality.

We?

Is there any chance
of buying some beef?

We've been out in that
wilderness for about a week.

We were half starved
for some fresh meat.

Well, for you I could maybe
spare some for a price.

Thank you kindly.

Oh, yes, thank you, young man.

This here is Mrs. Lefebvre.

How do you do, ma'am?

My, aren't we fortunate, Mr. Karse,
to meet such a nice young man?

Oh, indeed. Indeed.

Well, why didn't you just
say so in the first place?

Of course, ma'am.

I'd be honored if you'd
be my guest for supper.

You just come right on down
and make yourself to home.

Mushy, come over here and help.

There. Right there.

That all? Only four of them?

Yeah but they're the right four.

Put a rope on those critters
there, and we camp here and wait.

You'll see.

All right. Let's see.

My, such delicious
food, Mr. Wishbone.

You are a wonder way out
here in this wilderness, too.

'Tisn't anything, ma'am.

Well, if I may be so
bold as to ask, ma'am,

what brings you out
in a brush like this?

I've come to find the
grave of my only son.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Out here, ma'am? In the brush.

Somewhere out here.
We're not sure where.

But we've been driving
hoping to find a clue.

See, he was killed in massacre of
a wagon train about two years ago.

But it has taken us this long to
trace it to somewheres around here.

Nobody can tell us where.

We were hoping that maybe

some of you gentlemen
have heard something.

No, ma'am, we
haven't heard a thing.

None of the men scouring around
here come across any signs?

Not that I know of.

How do you know
it's around here?

They told us so in Dog Town.

The only survivor come there,
the wagon master himself.

Only that coward run out
before he told them where it was.

You sure your boy
was killed, ma'am?

No one but this Mr. Hadley
escaped, that's certain.

So you see, Mr. Wishbone,

I simply had to come.

We're not even sure
there was a burial,

that there is a grave.

My boy may still be lying
out there in the wilderness.

There, there, ma'am.

My, what a story?

Yeah, it is, eh?

Hey.

What's this?

I don't know. Let me see.

"Lefebvre and Ka..."

Well, that's your name and...

I thought you said nobody around
here knew anything about a wagon train?

Oh, I never heard anything.

Then where did this come from?

Well, I don't know.

I've seen Mr. Favor has
something like that today.

- Favor?
- Well, he's our boss.

- Oh, Mr. Karse.
- Where is he?

Mr. Favor? He's out in the
brush with the men tonight.

Well, I'm sure he doesn't know
anything about a wagon train.

Don't he?

You sure he's name's Favor?
You sure it ain't Hadley?

Well, now that's ridiculous.

Is it?

Maybe it is. Maybe
it ain't. We'll see.

But I'm gonna have me a
little talk with this Mr. Favor.

Rowdy, wake up.

Look around.

Been dreaming.

Most be close to 200
head within 200 yards.

How many man do you
think you'll need to hold them,

take them into the
gathering ground tomorrow?

I don't know. It's
wild stuff, isn't it?

You drive the lead steers
on ahead. The rest will follow.

It's easy as driving
a trail broke curve.

Well, I guess you know
what you're talking about.

Yeah.

What, about five men, maybe?

- All right, we'll leave them.
- Where you going?

Onto another watering hole. See if
we can get another bunch like this.

Billy. Quince.

Never would have believed
you. Must be well over 400 head.

You give me three
or four more men.

I got a couple more
watering holes to look at.

You can send some more men
up and meet us in the morning.

You get half again this
many, I'll have my herd.

I said you would, didn't I?

You sure did.

And you're not a
cattlemen, are you?

Lot you know, don't you?

You get a couple
hundred tomorrow.

You bring them on into
camp for the counting.

I'll give you your money.

How's Mrs. Lefebvre?

She's sleeping.

Well, that's a pretty
hard trip for an old lady.

Now, you let me know when she
gets up, I'll make her a nice breakfast.

Hey, uh, when will
this Mr. Favor be in?

I told you, not until he gets the
cattle he wants and not before.

I don't know when that'll be.

How long do you know him?

Long enough to know his
name isn't Hadley. It's Favor.

You known him for two years?

About that anyway.

You know what he done
before he was a trail boss?

He was nothing but a regular
cowhand and a trail boss.

He's knowed all over Texas, half
of Kansas, and the nations beside.

Ain't much difference between
being a trail boss and a wagon master.

Man could be either.

But why would he,
under another name?

Well, maybe he had a reason.

You sound like you know of one.

Maybe I do.

Well, you're wrong
about Mr. Favor.

He don't know anything about it.

Besides, he isn't the type
to run from Comanches

or anything else.

Where did he get
that name plate, then?

I don't know where he got it.

He could've picked it up
anywhere. Don't mean anything.

Mm-hmm. We'll see.

Well, let me tell you
something, mister.

If you're planning on taking
out any revenge on him,

you better be mighty well
sure you got the right man

because you're asking
for a lot of trouble.

All right, herd them
in with the others.

We'll keep them
all together tonight.

Mr. Favor, this
is Mrs. Lefebvre.

How do you do, ma'am?

Mr. Favor.

What's a lady like you
doing way out here?

Maybe this will explain things.

I'm Karse. Her son
Lefebvre was my partner.

He was killed in that
wagon train massacre.

Oh, I see.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

Thank you, sir.

It was a tragic
thing, of course.

He was in the prime of life.

Do you have
anything else to say?

What else should I have to say?

Your name wouldn't by any
chance be Hadley would it?

What are you driving at?

Well, you seem to be the only one
who knows where that wagon train is.

You and the fella that
ran away from it, Hadley.

That is unless you're
one in the same man.

Sure I know where the wagon is.

Came across it out
there in the brush.

The only reason I picked that up was
to have something for somebody identify.

That's all you know about it?

Except what I heard since.

Well, you wouldn't mind
showing us where it is.

You see, Mr. Favor,

it's her only son, and, well, she's
come to see the grave and all.

Well, there are 12
graves out there,

but there's nothing to
identify which is which

Oh, then at least
he is decently buried.

Yes, ma'am.

Uh. Nothing fancy.

You will take us
there, Mr. Favor?

What do you say, Favor?

Yeah, sure.

We'll go first thing
in the morning,

or of course whenever
you're ready, ma'am.

Thank you, Mr. Favor.

Oh, the poor soul.

No way to tell which one.

No, indeed. He didn't mark them.

He?

Well, I guess the wagon master
had... Must been the one that done it.

Well, then he couldn't
have been wholly bad man.

Well, I hope he didn't think anybody
would ever come out here looking

or even find them.

Doesn't matter.

They died with my boy.

They're all here together.

I'll pray from them all.

Suppose you and me leave the
old lady alone for a while, huh?

Now, you and me will
have a little honest talk.

What are you
doing with that gun?

That's the way I like it.

Maybe that way you realize
you better just tell it all right away.

For crying out loud,
you still think I'm Hadley?

It don't matter to me if you are or
not. I just want to know where is it?

Where is it what?

Don't pull the innocent with
me. The box the tag came off of.

There wasn't no box.

At least I didn't see none. It
was lying loose on the ground.

Anybody could see that it
was pulled off a metal box.

Not by me.

Maybe by the Indians
or by this fella Hadley.

You don't anything about it?

You can point that gun all day
long. I'm not going to know any better.

If you're so upset,

there must have been something
pretty valuable in that box.

I thought you didn't know.

Well, it wasn't
very hard to figure.

Figures, since you didn't
want to say nothing about it

that must have been
something stolen, huh?

Now you're just convincing
me you know too much.

I'm just guessing.

Probably he would've
taken the loot to Mexico.

Gonna meet later.

Now, if he had been running
out on you, you'd put up a scream,

but you didn't say nothing.

All right, I'll do
some guessing.

That massacre was mighty
handy for the only survivor... Hadley.

Maybe he knew about the
box a planned it this way.

But if I'm not Hadley?

Well, maybe you were just lucky.

You stumbled in here, found the
box, and then hid it somewhere.

Oh, sure. And I'm hanging around
sweating a herd out of the brush.

- Maybe to cover up.
- From who?

You're the only one who know about
it. How would I expect you to show up?

Oh, I'm guessing better
than you are, Karse.

Which wagon was Billy's?

I told you, I don't
know. I'm not Hadley.

You're bad guessing again.

Well, I'll find it.

Hey.

Unless the Comanches got
your box. That would be a laugh.

Look, you...

Now that's enough.

Either use that
thing or put it away.

Look for your box
all you want to.

I can't help you.

It was thoughtful of you gentlemen to
allow me my moment alone, thank you.

You ready to leave now, ma'am?

I thought before I'd
never be ready, Mr. Favor.

It seemed a terrible thing to go away
and leave him here in the wilderness.

But since I've been
here and seen it,

it's easier somehow.

And now we can go back.

Well, I thought I'd stay around
and look around a little while.

Maybe I'd find
something of Billy's.

Oh, there was nothing of
value, Mr. Karse. You know that.

Somehow I don't think
anything should be disturbed.

- Yeah.
- Besides, Mr. Favor here,

we've kept him from
his work long enough.

You can come back
later and look around.

Now that you've been here, I
imagine you can find your way again.

I'll manage.

Whoa.

It was a fine thing you did.

You're welcome, ma'am.

Finish with the cutting?

All expect this last bunch.

We're holding our brands over across
the creek, take them out before night.

Your man over there
should have the tally shortly.

Fine, I'll check with him then.

Come back and talk
to you about the trade.

Mr. Favor, that last bunch that
fella Jed brought in is over 200.

Looks like we got a herd.

Good enough.

Hey, did you find
that wagon train?

Yeah, we found it.

Anything out there to
show what happened?

Well, I think there's
something fishy about it.

Just like I think there's something
fishy about that fella Hadley, too.

I always thought that.

Well, I'll tell you
something else.

I think there's something
fishy about that fella Favor.

Why?

Well, he's got men
all over out there.

Who knows how many
of your brand he's got?

Why, he might have whole
herds hid out there in the brush

just waiting for you to
leave to pick them up.

Thanks.

That does it. That's our herd.

No reason we can't move
out in the morning, then.

What about branding them?

Well, they can wait a
couple days down the trail

and get away from this brush.

What's the tally?

Jed brought in 620, most
all of them unbranded.

Hey, you picked up yourself a nice
piece of change for two days' work.

Ah, bring it up to 1,900
head, just about, a little over.

There's about 40 or more
to come from the trade.

Well, we'll pick up some
strays along the way,

and that 800 head
down there at San Anton'.

That's about 3,000.

Don't crow yet.

Let's get them away from this
brush and out on the trail first.

I don't like the
looks of the sky.

Favor.

Yeah, we a count for you.

Well, never mind that
now. We've been thinking.

You better not pull
out in the morning.

Oh? Why not?

Well, we think we better take a
look around, just to make sure.

What in the name of heaven do
you think we're holding out on you?

Look, you're cattlemen.

How much stock do you think we
can handle with the men we got?

We hear you got more
of them up in the hills.

You heard wrong.
Who told you that?

Never mind.

Just don't try to move
those cattle in the morning.

Look, we'll move out
whenever we want to.

And we'll have to stop you.

Little something to top
off your supper, ma'am.

Why, thank you,
Mr. Wishbone. You're very kind.

'Tisn't anything.
Nothing at all.

These men have all
been so hospitable.

Yeah.

She sure is a nice old lady.

What she doing way out here?

Oh, that's a real sad story.

Her boy was killed in
that wagon train massacre.

She went up there
to see his grave today.

I... uh, Mr. Favor.

Mr. Favor, I'd
appreciate it if...

If you'd give me my
money so I can go on home.

In the dark, storm coming up?

You're more than
welcome to spend the night.

Yeah, well, I'd rather
not, if you don't mind.

Say, Jed.

You know, sooner or later you're
gonna have to come out and face people,

even if your name is Hadley.

Where did you
ever get that idea?

Oh, just a hunch.

The common criminal hiding out sure
wouldn't pick a place like you did to hide.

He wouldn't stay there
alone no two years, neither.

No, you're not a criminal.

Just hiding from
people yourself.

Besides, living so close
to where it happened,

just figures your name's Hadley.

Honest, Jed, you're gonna have
to come out of the brush sometime.

Keep from going brush crazy.

I didn't ask your advice.

Ordinarily I wouldn't give it,

but I've been mistaken for you,
and my life's been threatened.

That's your life.

By who?

That fella Karse.

He thinks that, uh, you're
responsible for his partner being killed.

Moreover, he thinks you stole
something belonging to them.

- I didn't touch a thing. That money's...
- Ahh.

That right, Jed?

Well, I guess you know who I am.

Suppose you always knew. I don't
know how you knew, but you do.

It wasn't difficult to figure.

I've seen men eaten out by
guilt before and try to run away.

Tell me, Jed, it has
been two years now.

Is it any better?

Well, I just wanted to
warn you against Karse.

Better be careful, eh?

You're still welcome to
spend the night, you know?

If you don't, though,

what do you say to
eight double eagles?

Well, that's...
that's $10 too much.

More than worth it.

And thanks.

You...

You'd shake hands with me?

Well, I don't know what
you did out there in the brush.

You sure did us a good.

Bye, Jed.

Hello, young man.

You look lonesome.

If you don't mind the
company of an old lady,

come sit down and visit a spell.

Ma'am, I...

I feel a little lonely
myself tonight

and a little sad.

God forgive me,

I know I shouldn't be sad

with my boy in the
arms of the Lord.

Sometimes a body
can't help missing him...

Look, ma'am, I...

Oh, my... ma'am, please,
forgive me. Forgive me.

Forgive you, why?

It was all my fault, ma'am.

Your son might not be dead today if
it weren't for me and my cowardice.

What do you mean,
young man? Who are you?

My name's Hadley, ma'am. I was
the wagon master who ran away.

You want to talk to me
about it? It might help.

Well, I...

I never dreamed it could happen.

I always thought I was brave. I
never dreamed I was otherwise.

But I... I never been tested.

I've never really been face
to face with... with death

until that day when we
saw the Indians, and...

And then I knew... I knew
what death looked like,

and I wasn't brave at all.

Not many men are, Mr. Hadley.

Oh, but they didn't
act the way I acted.

How did you act?

I was the wagon master.
I was responsible for him,

but I ran to save my own life,
and I left them to do the same.

I was on a horse, and they were in
wagons. They didn't have a chance.

Maybe they didn't have
anyway with all those Indians.

Maybe you're
crucifying yourself...

No... No, ma'am.

No, I thought about it
and thought about it and...

You know, those Comanches
were heading home

from Mexico loaded with
Mexican horses and gold.

They weren't interested in us.

I... I knew even then that...

That we might have a
chance if we just squared up

and we fought them off two or three
times. They'd go away and leave us alone.

It's not worth the trouble.

Might have.

Yeah, and some of
us might have lived,

and some of us...

Some of us might have died.

And I knew that one of
them might be me, and I...

I just turned and ran to save
my own worthless, miserable life.

And I... I ran.

Even I could hear behind
me what was happening.

I see. I see.

Ma'am, whatever you think
of me you got a right to think

because I already thought it.

But I ain't had a
minute's peace since then.

I've just been thinking.

I took courage for you to
come back and to bury them

and then to go
into town and tell it.

Ma'am,

could you have it your heart...

To forgive you?

Oh, yes, Mr. Hadley.

I've never known fear like that.

But I don't think a person lives
who can say and be sure of it...

That they wouldn't have acted just
as you did under the circumstances.

And now, if you'll excuse me,

I'm a little tired.

Yes, ma'am. I'll go.

And, Mr. Hadley, you will
come back in the morning?

I want to hear
more about my boy.

Yes, ma'am. I'll come back.

And, Mr. Hadley,
peace will come.

Perhaps you already
have taken the first step.

And if that's so,

I'm glad the Lord has
guided my footsteps here.

Mr. Hadley.

Well, who are you?

My name's Karse.

I wouldn't run
again if I were you.

You and me are gonna
have a little talk over here.

Come on.

Whoa.

All right, Mr. Hadley, get off.

Which one of those wagons
was my partner driving?

Well, I... I don't exactly know.

They were heading
ever which way.

Well, you buried him.
Where did you find him?

Uh...

Well, I... I... I think
it was over there.

Well, it better be.

You're in trouble if it ain't.

The men back already?

We're holding our
beef down a ways.

Want to make sure you didn't
try moving out before morning.

You know, that's exactly
what's worrying me, too.

And you can help prevent it by
getting out there and riding with my men,

help them to hold this herd
with the storm coming in.

Are they getting restless?

Greenhorns on an anthill.

I want every one of you out in
the saddle when you're through.

You, too, Mushy.

And what about me?

If you can still get in
a saddle, climb in one.

- Where's Jed?
- That's a funny thing.

I saw him and Karse going
off that way in the wagon.

With Karse? Tell
Rowdy to take over.

What do you think they're up
to? Now where are you going?

Pop the lock off.

Well, it's all here.

Well, well, Mr. Hadley.

That money ain't yours.

Who's you think it is? Yours?

I don't know. Probably that old
lady's. It's up to the law to say.

It ain't up to nobody
but me to say. It's mine.

Him and me were partners.
That was ours together.

Well, then part of it
belongs to that old lady.

Well, she don't need it.
She ain't going to live long.

Let's say I need it more.

I can't do that.

You? What do you
got to do with it?

I was master of these wagons.

It's my duty to hold the belongings
of any one of the deceased.

And you're talking like
that after what you've done?

Why do you think I
stayed here for two years?

What are you gonna do?

Run back to town and tell
them all about this, huh?

Yes, I will. I ran once,
but I won't do it again.

You mean that, don't you?

Yeah.

I'll turn the money in. You can
have it if it's all yours all legal.

Well, in the first place, you fool,
ain't nobody got a legal claim to it.

It's stolen.

Well, then, we just
have to give it back.

Well, there's nobody
to give it back to.

The man's dead. He
didn't have no family.

Nobody in the world knows
about this money but you and me.

Looks like there's only
one thing for me to do.

Hyah.

Jed!

Jed!

Jed!

Yeah, here.

You hurt?

No, no, it's all right. He
just got me in the arm.

Got away with the money.

All right, come on, I'll
get you back to camp.

Wish the boss would
hurry up and get back.

I don't think we can
hold them much longer.

Yeah, just any little thing
will set them off for sure.

They're going for the
brush! Head 'em off!

Head 'em off!

Hyah! Yah! Yah!

Hyah!

Hah! Hah!

Haah!

Get off! I'll be back for you.

Hyah! Ha!

Hyah! Hah! Yah-yah-yah!

Hyah! Hah! Hah!

Haah! Haah! Yaah!

Yaah!

We return thee to thy maker.

May He give thee
everlasting rest.

Amen.

Thank you, Reverend,

and for coming all
this way out from town.

Thank you.

It was a privilege to be of
assistance, Mrs. Lefebvre.

Jed, what about the money?

Well, I don't know.

Karse said the man they stole it
from was dead and he had no family,

so there's nobody to give it to.

Except her.

Well, with that much money, she'd
be sure to suspicion something.

Yeah, that's right.

Of course, unless
I make up a story.

- Jed...
- Well, now, Mr. Favor,

now, as master of that train,
I consider it my responsibility.

It means you'd have
to tell her about it.

Well, I already did.

What about the others?

Yeah.

Well, I guess it's
time I did admit it.

Mrs. Lefebvre.

Yes, Mr. Hadley?

Did you say Hadley?

Reverend.

That's right, Sheriff.

My name's Hadley.

I'm the wagon
master who ran away.

I'll tell you all
about that later.

Now, then, Mrs. Lefebvre...

uh, before the attack,
your son told me something.

He told me that he had
a stroke of good fortune,

that he had, uh...

uh, discovered
a, uh, a gold mine

and... and that he had sold it.

My goodness, is that so?
He never mentioned it to me.

Yeah, well, I guess he
meant it as a surprise.

But anyway, Mr. Favor and I,

we, uh, we found
the money out there,

and it's... it's yours.

It's mine?

Why, Mr. Hadley, I
don't know what to say.

Well, it'll have to be done
all legal-like, you understand,

but it... it's yours.

Mm, the money's
not so important,

but I'd like to hear
more about my boy.

Would you ride
back to town with us?

Why, yes, ma'am.

Yes, ma'am, I'll just get
the money and my horse,

and I'll be right with you.

Boy, that's a
surprise, ain't it?

Oh, big surprise.
Well, we ready to go?

Yeah, all ready. We lost a
few strays in that run last night,

but I think we can pick some
of 'em up on the way out.

Yeah, you fellas satisfied
we ain't trying to rob you?

Just don't come back next
year looking for more beef.

We’ll be scouring
that brush ourselves.

Fair enough.

I'll probably need
a new crew anyway.

I doubt if any of these thin-skinned loafers
would get within a mile of that brush.

Not unless you throw
us and hog-tie us.

No, I'll take the wide-open
spaces from now on.

We better saddle up.

Hey, wait a minute.

- Ain't you forgetting something?
- What?

We're starting a new drive,

and the reverend's
come all this way out here.

Reverend, would you?

Almighty Father,

Thou knowest these men who
bow their heads before Thee...

Hard-working, God-fearing men

who brave the dangers
of a long and arduous trail

to bring food to
a hungry people.

Guide them, protect
them, man and beast.

And bring their venture to a
safe and prosperous conclusion.

Bless them, O Lord, in Thy name.

Amen.

Hyah! Get!

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 ♪

♪ Count 'em out, ride 'em
in, ride 'em in, let 'em out ♪

♪ Count 'em out, ride 'em in ♪

♪ Rawhide ♪

♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪

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

Hyah!

♪ Rawhide ♪

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

Hyah!