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# Yippee-yay, yippee-yay

# Yippee-yay, yippee-yay

# Well, come along boys
and listen to my tale

# I'll tell you all my troubles
on the old Chisholm Trail

# Come-a ti-yi, yippee
yippee-yay, yippee-yay

# Come-a ti-yi, yippee
yippee-yay

# I started up the trail
October 23

# Started up the trail
with a tune you heard

# Come-a ti-yi, yippee
yippee-yay, yippee-yay

# Come-a ti-yi, yippee
yippee-yay

# Bacon and beans
most every day

# I'd as soon be eatin'
prairie hay

# Come-a ti-yi, yippee
yippee-yay, yippee-yay

# Come-a ti-yi, yippee
yippee-yay

# Now I'll sell my outfit
as fast as I can

# I won't punch cows
for no durned man

# Come-a ti-yi, yippee
yippee-yay, yippee-yay

# Come-a ti-yi, yippee
yippee-yay

# With my knees in the saddle
and my hat in the sky

# I'll quit punchin' cows
in the sweet by-and-by

# Come-a ti-yi, yippee
yippee-yay, yippee-yay

# Come-a ti-yi, yippee
yippee-yay

# Yippee-yay, yippee-yay

# Yippee-yay

# Yippee-yay

Whoa, whoa! Hey, you hombres!
Shove them pesky critters along!

We better not
shove 'em too fast, Hank.

They're mighty thirsty.Me too!

I'm drier than
a desert rat's boots.

Say, Dusty, there oughta be a
water hole around here somewheres.

It's been 50 miles since
we passed the last one.

Yeah, and by the way them cows
are losin' weight,

we won't get peanuts for 'em
by the time we hit Abilene.

How much do you reckon they're
worth on the hoof, Dusty?

Oh, I imagine about
eight dollars a head.

Well, that's better than bein' broke,
the way we are now.

Hey, Dusty,
take a look at old Oswald.

Say, he smells water.You really think so?

Sure, he does!
He's the smartest lead steer you ever saw.

Got a nose
like a bloodhound.

I'll scout on ahead and see
if I can locate the water.

You boys bed
'em down here till I get back.

All right.

Your eyesight ain't good, mister.
I'll read that sign for ya.

Means just what it says.

I don't believe in signs
when they read like that one.

No one has the right to fence
off water on open range.

Yeah? Well, I'm Ed Phillips, foreman of
this outfit, and I'll back up that...

Open this gate
and take me to Mr. Turner.

You don't need to go through
this gate to see Mr. Turner.

The ranch house
is up the road.

All right.
Get mounted and lead the way.

You said you wanted
to see Mr.Turner.

There he is.

My regards to you, ma'am.

I'm Dusty Gardner,
from down Pecos way.

I've got a bunch of steers out on
the Chisholm Trail that need water.

You've come to the right place,
Mr. Gardner.

We charge five dollars a head,
in advance.

Five dollars? But that's a
little short of highway robbery.

Water for trail herds
should be free.

Oh, the water's free, all right.
But this is private property.

The toll charge
is for using my road.

You know as well as I do, ma'am,

that we cattlemen can't afford to pay
that price for watering our stock.

We've been on the trail for weeks,
and we're all practically broke.

If the cattlemen who drive their herds over
Chisholm Trail don't want to pay my price,

there's no law
to force them to.

Maybe the law will
have something to say about...

whether or not
you can fence off free water.

Well, I know a good attorney in Gunsight
you can consult, if you want to.

Of course, he doesn't
hand out advice for nothing.

Any lawyer you know wouldn't.

I don't like
your inference, mister.

Ed, show him to his horse.

You heard what
the boss said, cowpoke.

Shake the dust of this
ranch off your heels.

You do all right,
Dusty.

Better hire yourself a bodyguard, Ed.
You need it.

How about coming into the house
with me for a little drink?

Maybe we can get together,
on the water situation.

I thought you
ordered me off this place.

I can change my mind,
can't I?

Yes, ma'am. I reckon you can.
But my cattle need a drink more than I do.

Maybe you'd better drive your herd
on to Abilene by way of Lost River.

That looks like
the trail I'll have to take.

# I am a rovin' gambler

# I've a-gambled all around

# Wherever I meet
with a deck of cards

# I lay my money down

# I had not been down
Texas way

# Many more weeks than three

# Till I fell in love
with a purdy little gal

# And she fell in love with me

# Mm-hmm, mm-hmm

# Now she took me
in her parlor

# She cooled me
with her fan

# She whispered low
in her mother's ears

# "I love this gamblin' man

# "I hear the train a-comin'

# "Comin' round the curve

# "Whistlin' and a-blowin'

# "And a-strainin' every nerve

# "Mm-hmm, mm-hmm

# "Oh, Mother
Oh, dear Mother

# "I'll tell you if I can

# "If you ever see me
comin' back again

# "I'll be with
a gambolin' man

That's all right, Montana!
Come on. Give us another song.

You don't wanna gamble.
Another song. Come on.Hey, boys. Boys. Boys!

Don't leave now. Don't leave me all alone.
Step right over.

Give us another song!Somebody wins
at every turn of the cards.

Come on, bud. Looks like your lucky day.
How many stacks?

What'll it be, Joe?Oh, bourbon, straight.

All right.Mary, there's gonna be a dance
at Gunsight next Saturday night.

How about you
goin' with me?

That's awfully nice of you, Joe,
but I'm afraid I'm gonna be busy.

You're gettin' mighty independent,
ain't ya?

Since that tinhorn gambler Montana
come along, you ain't had time...

to say hello to me
and the rest of the boys.

Joe, stop it!Excuse me, gentlemen.

Joe, stop it.
You're hurting my arm.

Joe, stop!

You been comin' here long enough to
know that you made the wrong play, Joe.

Get on your horse
and start movin'!

Howdy do, ma'am?
I'm Dusty Gardner from the Pecos country.

Well, I'm Mary Lee.
I'm owner of the trading post.

Oh, and this is Montana Smith.
He runs the place for me.

Howdy do, Montana?Howdy.

Judging from the way that hombre
came flying out the front door,

I'm wonderin' if a strange cowpuncher
is welcome in these parts.

Cattlemen are always welcome,
as long as they behave themselves.

That Joe Rankin is just like
the woman he works for.

Thinks he can do whatever he
wants and no one will interfere.

You must mean
Belle Turner.I do.

If you've met her,
you must be with one of the trail herds.

That's right, ma'am. Several ranchers and myself
are driving stock over the Chisholm Trail.

Right now they're bedded
down a few miles out.

I'm scouting ahead
for water.

I'm afraid you won't find any
water around here, my friend.

We haul ours all the way from
the public well at Gunsight.

Belle Turner really
must have a sense of humor.

She advised that I trail through to
Kansas by the way of Lost River.

The name apparently means
what it says.

It certainly does. My father bought this
place from Belle Turner last spring.

There was a river
running by it then.

But with the hot weather,
the river dried up...

and just seemed to
disappear into nowhere.

Oh, I've tried to keep the place open,
but it's hopeless.

Another few months, and the cattlemen won't
even come over the Chisholm Trail anymore.

I'm afraid you're drawing from a cold deck,
my friend, unless you deal with Belle Turner.

She controls the only water
within 80 mile of here.

That really is serious.

My stock is in bad shape now without
attempting to drive that far.

Belle Turner has no right to cut off water from
the Chisholm Trail, and I intend to prove it.

I'm going into Gunsight and take
out an injunction against her.

I wish you luck.

Montana and I are starting for town
after water in a while, Mr. Gardner.

If you'd like to, you can come along
with us. Thanks. I'd be pleased to.

# Beautiful dreamer

# Wake unto me

# Starlight and dewdrops
are waiting for thee

# Sounds of the rude world

# Heard in the day

# Lulled by the moonlight

# Have all passed away

# Beautiful dreamer

# Queen of my song

# List while I woo thee

# With soft melody

# Gone are the cares

# Of life's busy throng

# Beautiful dreamer
awake unto me

# Beautiful dreamer

# Awake unto me

Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,
presenting the one and only,

that mystifying,
that confusing,

that
magnetic-fingered mystic,

Professor Polario,
world-renowned hypnotist.

Awaken, Professor.

Oh, uh...
Oh, thank you.

I am honored, Mr. Wakely.

Hah!

In order to demonstrate
my great hypnotic powers...

before this large
and enthusiastic audience,

I need a victim...

I mean a subject.

Will some member of the audience
kindly step toward the platform?

I say toward the platform.

Now come on, folks.
Don't be bashful. Don't be bashful.

Right up this way.

Ah, thank you.

Thank you, thank you.

Prepare yourself,
my friend...

my fine-feathered
friend, I should say...

for the greatest thrill
of your entire life.

Wantum money back.Well, well...

But my good man,
the show has only started.

We have another breathtaking
performance tonight.

Wantum money back.
Show smell bad.Ah...

Oh, it does, eh?Mmm.

Well, if you feel that way about it,
come over to my hotel.

I got no money with me.
Savvy?

No spondulicks. No dinero.
No greenbacks. Understand?

No money.
Me take 'em clothes!

Oh, no, you don't!

Hey-oo!
Come on, Jimmy!

Wantum money back.

Wantum...
Wantum money back.

Whoa.

Whoa, whoa. Whoa. Whoa.

Whoa.

Thank you.I'll be back just as soon as
I talk to the sheriff.

All right.

Hey, Alvin!

Well, bless my soul! Dusty!
Well, well.

Hey, odds bodkins! If it ain't
my old trail-herdin' pal Gardner.

How are you, old fakir?
Hello, Jimmy.

Hi, Dusty. How are Johnny and
Scotty and the other boys?

Fine!
They're all with me yet.That's wonderful.

When did you stop training lead
steers and go into the show business?

And where did you get
that name "Polario"?Shh! Tsk, tsk, tsk.

I buried the name "Alvin Pendergast"
along with my animal past.

I am now using
my hypnotic powers on men.

What are you doing
in these parts?

I'm taking the trail herd to Abilene,
and I sure wish you were with me.

Every time I look at old Oswald,
I think of you.

Oswald? Don't tell me you're
gonna sell Oswald, Dusty.

Not that steer.
He tells us when there's water around,

even if we can't reach it.

I hope the show business is paying
better than the cattle business.

Why, we're doing terrific,
me and Jimmy.Oh, that's fine.

Yes, sir!
I'm just jingling with gold.

Uh, j... j...
jingling with gold.

If white man got money that jingle jangle,
then white man tell Indian lie.

Indian wantum
money back.

Now lookee here,
"Rain in the Face."

You'll get paid.Me no "Rain in Face."
Me Chief Hopping Crow.

Indian give white man push
in face no getum money back.

D-d-d-d-d... Now lookee h...
I, uh... uh...

Uh, Hopping Crow? Well, that's a very
p-p-p-pretty name, Hopping Crow.

Mmm.Good luck, Polario.

I've got to go see the sheriff.
The sheriff?

Say, I've gotta go
see the sheriff myself.

As a matter of fact, he's attached to me,
or I'm attached to him.

There is an attachment!Yeah, on the tent.

Yeah, on the tent.Yeah.

Now lookee here.
Doggone it, you'll get paid.

Oh, hop along, Crow!

Why, if it isn't
Mr. Gardner.

You weren't looking for the
sheriff by any chance, were you?

Not by chance,
Miss Turner.

Well, let me introduce you. Sheriff Beadly,
this is my friend, Dusty Gardner.

Glad to know you.Howdy do.

Belle's been telling me your troubles.
I don't doubt it.

I suppose you know she's taken up
all the land around Little Lake.

- Everybody knows that.
- But the lake is on government range.

Now I want a court order
forcing her...

to let the trail herd drive
through her property to water.

I'm afraid
I can't help you, Gardner.

There's no government ruling
come through my office...

covering this kind
of situation.

In that case,
I guess I'd better use my own judgment.

What about my tent,
Sheriff?

It'll come down
if you don't pay up.

That's what I thought.

If you keep that water
fenced off, Belle,

the cattlemen will stop coming
here and the town will go broke.

Why don't you work out some kind
of a compromise with them, hmm?

There may be something
in what you say, Sheriff.

I'll take care
of this pumping, Mary.

Thanks, Dusty.

Oh, Polario and Jimmy.
This is Miss Mary Lee and Montana.

How do you do?Howdy. Howdy.

Oh, Dusty.

I've been thinking over
what you just said,

and maybe I have been a little unreasonable
in my dealings with the cattlemen.

"Unreasonable" is hardly
the word, Belle.

I didn't come over here
to start an argument.

I was in hopes that perhaps we could all
get together and settle our difficulties.

It's agreeable with me.

Why the sudden change of heart, Belle?
What are you up to now?

Nothing that concerns you,
Montana.

Whatever happens to Mary
concerns me.

I aim to see that
she gets a fair deal.

That's bighearted of you,
I'm sure.

Dusty, bring the other cattlemen
who are with your trail drive...

over to
the trading post tonight.

I'll meet you there
with my foreman.Thanks.

Boy, would I like
to hypnotize her.

You better hypnotize somebody mighty quick,
or we don't eat.

Well, I reckon old Oswald can
stand a little more training.

You boys climb aboard.Hey, boy!

# Mountain breezes croon

# A plaintive cowboy tune

# Out on the Lone Star Trail

# Troubles we won't mind

# And cares we'll leave behind

# Out on the Lone Star Trail

# Romance will ride along

# Beside us

# There'll be a lone star
to guide us

# Heartaches all will mend

# We'll find the rainbow's end

# Out on the Lone Star Trail

# Romance will ride along

# Beside us

# There'll be a lone star
to guide us

# Heartaches all will mend

# We'll find the rainbow's end

# Out on the Lone Star Trail

Ah, we were fools to think Belle
Turner would show up here tonight.

Her racket's paying off too well
for her to suddenly change.

I reckon you're wrong,
Montana.

Good evening, Mary.
So sorry I'm late.

That's all right, Belle.
Oh, what a beautiful dress.

Oh, it's just an inexpensive gown I picked
up last winter down in New Orleans.

I always go there
during the bad weather.

I'll be glad to do a little shopping
for you on my next trip if you like.

Of course, something a little more
simple than this might suit you better,

because you're such
a plain type.

So nice to see you again, Dusty.Thank you.
The pleasure's all mine.

Let's get down
to business, Belle.

These men here, they don't like to
stay away from their herd too long.

Yes, ma'am. Cattle are mighty
restless when they're thirsty, ma'am.

That's right. I guess we should get this
discussion over with as quickly as possible.

Oh, Ed.
I left my handbag outside in the rig.

Get it for me.

Yeah, let's hurry this thing up.
I'm kind of worried about Oswald.

Ed just gave us the go sign.
Let's stampede the herd.

I'm only reducing the toll charge
as a friendly gesture, Mr. Randall.

I don't have to, you know.

But 50 cents a head
ain't no reduction, ma'am.

Somebody stampeded the cattle!What's that?

I tried to stop them,
but it was no use.Who stampeded 'em?

A gang of riders charged down one
of the hills and started shootin'.

As soon as the herd was on the run,
they lit out.

I'm awfully sorry, Dusty.

I suppose they headed
straight for water.You said it.

They busted right through the Turner fence
and didn't stop until they reached the lake.

I thought you were dealing
from the bottom of the deck.

You planned this thing
from the start, Belle,

so that Dusty and the cattlemen would be
here while your men rustled their herds.

You're what
I always thought you were...

a no-good scheming...

Let... Let go of me! Let go of me!
Get... Get your hands off of me!

To get your cattle, you'll have to
drive them back across my property.

Not a head goes through until you and your
friends pay the toll charge in advance.

Mister, I'll figure out
how many cattle you have...

and bring you your bill the
first thing in the morning.

Well, that looks like Oswald
is a prisoner.

Dusty,
you gotta do something to rescue Oswald.

I'm for goin' over to that Turner
ranch and taking our cattle,

at the point of a gun,
if necessary.

Only fools
draw against odds.Montana's right.

Why not leave our cattle
there to fatten up a bit...

while we figure a way out
of our trouble.

Well, I reckon maybe
you are talking horse sense.

I'm sorry this had to happen
while you were all in my place.

That's all right, Mary.
It wasn't your fault.

And besides,
I kinda like it here.

Me too.
That fight kinda made me a little thirsty.

Uh-oh. Yeah.

Hey, get that Indian
off my neck, will you?

Vamoose!

What'd you say?I said, "Vamoose!"

Say, it worked.

"Vamoose."

Vamoose.

I'm gonna saddle up and go over and
hypnotize that she-wolf Belle Turner.

I'm gonna walk old Oswald off
right under her nose.

She ain't gonna make rump
roast outta my friend.

Hey. Maybe you won't
have to go after all.

Here come a couple
of her men right now.

I'm gonna tell 'em off plenty,
the scurvy mugumps.

They're the ones
what "stoled" Oswald.

You wore out
your welcome last night, Ed.

Now you and Joe climb back on
your horses and get out of here.

I'm here to give them
trail herders their bill.

Don't stick out your bill around here.
You're liable to get it shot off.

We ain't gonna be robbed,

and you ain't allowed to hold
Oswald a prisoner either.

Doggone it!

Whoa! Ha-ha!
Oh!

Get goin'.All right.
But I'm leaving this souvenir.

What's happened?

What's the matter?
By the great Caesar's ghost,

there's a gopher down there,
and he's gargling!

He must have
a sore throat.

"Sore throat."

He's still doin' it.
Listen, Dusty.

Well, ain't you gonna listen?

I've never heard
a gopher gargle before,

but I reckon there's a
first time to everything.

Now you wait.All right.
I'm waiting.

Sounds like running water.

It is water!
Away down deep.

You see what happens when you
keep your ear to the ground?

It must be the Lost River running
through an underground channel.

If it is,
we'll drill a well.

It's a waste of time attemptin'
to sink a well here.

Other folks
have tried and failed.

And don't forget
it takes money.You shouldn't talk like that.

You know I can't hold on
to the trading post...

unless the cattlemen
keep using the Chisholm Trail.

I'll find a well driller who'll
take our cattle for security.

Yeah. And if we don't strike
water, we'll lose 'em.

You'll lose 'em anyway, Hank,
unless you pay off Belle Turner.

The law will back her up.Mary's right.

I have a hunch the main body of
water runs underground right here,

and I'm willing to risk
my cattle to find out.

I'm with you, Dusty.
I'll throw in my herd.

Well, you can
count me in.That's the way to talk.

I sure wish I hadn't heard that garglin'
gopher.

If we don't
bring in a well,

them butchers'll make
pot roast outta Oswald.

Aw, we can't lose.
Is there a well driller in town?

Yes, Bert Hanson.Good. Get your horses.

We're going
into Gunsight.

Dusty Gardner
and the other trail drivers...

just signed a contract
with Bert Hanson...

to drill for an artesian well in
the dry wash near the trading post.

If they strike water,
you'll be outta luck.

Your tollgate won't be
worth a plug nickel.

They're not going
to strike water.

The drilling equipment is being
moved out of town right now.

Get ahold of Mike Carey
and the other boys.

We've got to stop it.

He's pretty badly
wounded.

We've gotta get him to the doctor quickly.
I'll take him back to town.

You boys go ahead
with the wagon.Good.

I told you to stop
that equipment, Ed.

We did the best we could, Belle,
without gettin' shot up ourselves.

Looked like Bert Hanson
got plugged, ma'am.

I don't think you have to
worry about a well going down.

Well, just to make sure
there's no slipup, Mike,

you better ride on over
to the trading post.

You know something about well drilling,
and maybe you can get a job.

I got you.
I know enough to keep a well from working.

There ain't no use of us bulldoggin'
this thing around any longer, Dusty.

Don't any of us seem to
know how to make it work.

I hate to admit
you're right, Hank,

but this equipment is not gonna do us a bit
of good unless we get an expert driller.

My grandfather taught me how to
put these machines together,

and I can't understand
why it won't work.

You can't tell me Belle
Turner didn't have...

something to do with the
attack on our wagon.

How is Bert Hanson,
Montana?The doc says he'll pull through,

but I'm afraid it'll be too
late to do us any good.

Well,
I'm ready to call it quits right now...

Go on to Abilene
and sell my cattle.

After I pay
Belle Turner off,

I'll at least have enough
money to get back home on.

I never thought
you were a quitter, Hank.

Now we'll get this
equipment working,

and we're going
to bring in a well.Aw...

You're optimistic,
Dusty,

but I'm afraid you're
drawing a losing hand.

Hiya, folks.
Howdy, ma'am.

My name's Mike Carey.
Heard you were trying for a well.

Thought I might get a job.Partner, if you
know anything about well drilling equipment,

you've got a job.I've been drilling wells
all my life.

Let me shake your hand,
friend.

You're sure an answer
to a thirsty cow's prayer.

Let me introduce myself. I'm Alvin J.
Pendergast Polario, the great hypnotist.

This is Mary Lee,
Montana Smith...

Howdy.Dusty Gardner, Hank Randall
and the boys.

Find any goldfish yet?No, but we got a bite.

Say, where's Montana?
I ain't seen him around.

He's in town.
Say, what's gotten into him lately?

He doesn't seem
the same.

Oh, he'll be all right as soon as the
well comes in.Oh, does it look that good?

Yeah. Ought to be coming in pretty soon now.
Isn't that right, Mike?

Can't tell anything
about this type of well.

You either get a gusher
or nothing at all.

We've been working
two weeks now...

and ain't hit
wet sand yet.

Your deal with Hanson
was for 15 days.

If you don't strike water
by day after tomorrow,

you and your friends are gonna lose
their cattle.Oh, don't you worry, Mary.

I've learned enough about well
drilling in the last few days...

to know that we're gonna
strike it pretty soon now.

What's the matter Mike?
Can't you sleep?

No. I thought I'd have
a cup of coffee.

Good. I'm glad you came.

Who was it,
Dusty?It was Mike Carey.

Well, what was he
battling you for?

I don't know, unless he wanted to
wreck the well drilling equipment.

Well, I'm certainly glad you're not hurt.
Polario, put on your clothes...

and stand guard here
for a while.

I'm going in after Hank
and the boys.

From now on, we're going to be
ready for plenty of trouble.

You said it.

# Little sweetheart

# Of the Rio Grande

# You're the only girl

# For me

# Little sweetheart

# Of the Rio Grande

# Let me hold you

# Tenderly

# In your arms

# Let me stay

# Lock me in your heart

# And throw the key away

# Little sweetheart

# Of the Rio Grande

# You're the only girl

# For

# Me

Where have you been keeping
yourself lately, Montana?

Oh, I've been in town.Well, I've missed you.

I've missed you too, Mary.

I was wonderin'
what you'd do if the well didn't come in.

Oh, I don't know.
I guess I'd stay here.

That is, until there were no more
riders on the Chisholm Trail.

Then what?Who knows?

Well, let's not talk
about that now.

Saw Belle on my way
back here tonight.

She told me she'd
bought out Hanson.

Gonna take over
all his contracts.

Then the well
has to come in, Montana.

If it does, Dusty can borrow enough
money to take care of everything.

I'll go and tell him.

A watched pot
never boils, eh?

"Agadabba. Cuzzaba."
Boily, potty, boily.

Where'd you come from?Me wantum money back.

I know how
to get rid of you.

Moose, Crow, moose.
Didn't you hear me tell ya?

Moose, Crow, moose.

Don't!
Don't hurt me!

Well, I reckon that finishes us,
Dusty.

Can't drill no well
without an engine.

How I'd like to get my hands
on the hombre that busted it.

Talkin'
about what we'd like to do is no good.

We've got to get another
engine and get it quick.

Say, Hanson's got
another engine.

Yeah, but Belle Turner
bought him out.

That's right.

She wouldn't give us the rust
off a left-handed monkey wrench.

Say, has anybody seen Montana
this morning?

Well, surely you don't think he
has anything to do with this.

I just wanted to ask him
a few questions, that's all.

Hank, you and the boys move
the engine from the derrick.

Polario and I are going into town and
see if we can pick up another one.

I saw what you picked up over there.
You don't miss a thing, do you?

Not when there's as much
at stake as we got.

I wonder why Montana would
do a thing like that.

That's what I aim
to find out.

Howdy. You hombres seem
to be in a hurry.We are.

Somebody wrecked
our engine last night.

Oh. Sorry.

I guess you'll be able
to find another one in town.

Is this what
you're looking for?

Yeah. Where'd you find it?

Where you lost it last night
when you wrecked our engine.

I should bend a gun barrel over your
head instead of using my fists.

You thought you were hurting me when
you smashed that engine, didn't you?

Yeah,
I suppose I did.

I wanted you
to leave town.

I thought if the well didn't come in,
you'd have to leave.

I think I understand,
Montana.

But don't you realize, I wasn't just
thinkin' of myself or you or Mary...

when I wanted
to drill that well?

I was thinkin' of all
the other cattlemen...

who drive their herds
through this part of Texas.

Why, it won't be long before there'll
be large cities and railroads here,

and the cattle trails
will all be gone.

But until that day comes,
I'm going to do all I can...

to see that the trail herds
get through to market,

and the cattlemen are protected.

I didn't think
of it that way, Dusty.

I guess I got
what was comin' to me.

Being sorry isn't enough.

I've got to get another engine
and finish that well by tomorrow,

or Belle Turner will step in
and take over everything.

And you can't buy an engine
without money.

I know where
there's an engine.

And I know where you can get your
hands on a little cash, I think.

You wouldn't mind double-crossing
Belle to do it, would you?

Hardly. That's the only kind
of dealing she understands.

Come on.Just a minute, Montana.

This had better be
on the level.

It doesn't look like
anybody's around.

Uh-oh. Here comes Cleopatra
and her trained snake.

Good morning, Miss Turner.

Howdy, ma'am.Good morning, gentlemen.

Kind of early for you to be leaving
the trading post, isn't it, Dusty?

Yes, and I'm planning
on pulling out for good.That's interesting.

What's happened
to change your mind?

Someone wrecked the well
drilling engine last night,

and there's no way
of getting another...

now that you're in control
of the Hanson Company.

You're getting smarter
every day, aren't you?

Go ahead, rub it in.

I know when I'm whipped,
and I'm willing to make you a proposition.

I'm listening.

According to your figures, I owe you five
dollars a head toll charge on my cattle.

Uh-uh. Four-fifty.
Don't forget I reduced the rates.

That's right.

Now I'm willing to pay you off in cattle,
on the condition...

that you buy 50 or 60 more head from
me at the regular market prices.

Now that'll give me enough money to
complete my drive on to Abilene.

Then what?Well, after that...

I guess I'll head back
to the Pecos country again.

You know, it wouldn't do any
harm for you to get away...

from Lost River
for a while, Dusty.Yeah?

If I accept your offer,
when will you start?

Just as soon as the rest of my
cattle are on the trail again.

It's a deal.

You, um,
might drop in to visit me on your way back.

By that time,
things will have cleared up around here.

I might see you sooner
than you expect, Belle.

Ed, get the boys
and cut out Gardner's herd.

I'll tell you how many to keep and
how many to let go through the gate.

Hey, Dusty.
What about Oswald?

Who's Oswald?The professor's
pet steer.

He trained him to do tricks,
and he doesn't want to lose him.

Why, yeah. He's even got
more sense than I have.I don't doubt it.

I guess you can have him.

I ain't gonna wait
any longer for Dusty.

Besides, he's been
gone all day.

We've been fools
in the first place...

for puttin' up
our herds for security.He'll be back, Hank.

And he'll have
the engines with him.

Yeah, and even if he does, we won't have
time to finish drillin' the well...

by tomorrow night,
and that's the deadline.

This is sure
a cheerful-looking outfit.

You're not waiting for Dusty Gardner,
are you?

What do you mean, Belle?
Why shouldn't we?Won't do you any good.

He took what was left of his cattle after
paying me off, and pulled out for Abilene.

I don't believe you.Suit yourself.

You'll find out
I'm telling the truth.

Does that look as if
he's run out on us?

Say, here comes Dusty.
I knew he wouldn't let us down.

Hiya, boys.

Hi, boys!Did you get that engine?

Take a good look, Belle.
Fine-lookin' engine, huh?

You double-crosser.
You said you were leaving the country.

I didn't say I'd stay.

He told you he'd be back sooner
than you expected, remember?

You're really clever,
aren't you?

Selling me part of your cattle
so you could buy another engine.

Well, it wasn't a bad idea.Maybe you'll
think different before I'm through with you.

Remember this...
I bought that well drilling equipment,

and according
to Hanson's contract,

you're to be through with it
by 4:00 tomorrow afternoon.

I'll be here at that time,

and I'll have
plenty of help.

All right, boys.

Let's put that engine up
and get to work.Aw, there's no use, Dusty.

We haven't even
got a chance.Listen to me a minute.

Dusty here sold most of his cattle
to keep the well drillin' going.

Now if you don't fly into
the job now and back him up,

somebody ought to take you out
and knock your heads together.

Come on, now.
Let's get this engine unloaded.

Let's go, boys.

All right, shut her off.

Say, it looks like we're
down to water gravel.

Well,
we'd better hit water pretty pronto,

or it's gonna be
just too bad.

It's after 3:00 now,
and Belle Turner wasn't foolin'...

when she left here
yesterday.

I heard Mike say something
about shooting a well in.

Suppose we could do it?What's that?

Exploding a charge
of dynamite down the well.

The concussion sometimes breaks up the
rock formation. Lets the water through.

How come you know so much about well
drillin' all of a sudden, Montana?

You never offered
to help us before.

I went to school
yesterday, Hank.

Had a few lessons
pounded into me...

by a right good teacher.

Thanks, partner,
for what you're doing.

Forget it.
Say, where's Polario?

Search me.
He left this morning right after breakfast.

Wouldn't surprise me none
if he ducked out.No, not the professor.

You can bet your last dime that whatever
he's doing, he's doing it for us.

Now Belle Turner's liable to be
here any moment now to take over,

so you boys get your rifles
and stand guard.

Don't let anybody in the riverbed
unless I give you the word.

Hello, Oswald.
Get up there, Brownie.

Hello, Oswald.
I'm sure glad to see you.

Oh, boy. Come on, Oswald.

Here's where you're
gonna do your stuff.

Doggone it.

Ahh.

Mmm. Me wantum money back.

Just a minute, Hopping Crow.
Me and you ought to be friends.

Me wantum money back.

Well, I...
I don't want to shoot you,

but if I got to,
I got to, I guess.

Uh, Hoppin' Crow,

can't we talk
these things over?

No getum money back,
me take bull.

Just a minute.
You can't do that to me.

Besides, that's no bull.
It's a steer, and it ain't mine.

Hmm!Hey!

Ahh. Hopping Crow
go bye-bye.

You shut eye.
Go to sleep.

From now on, Hopping Crow,
you're a cigar store Indian.

Oh!

I hypnotized him.

Well, for goodness' sake.
Lookee here.

Here. Give me
that pie-cutter.

Come on, Oswald.

You wanna show me
how grateful you are?

Go on down to that lake and
bring that herd out. Go on!

Down to the lake!

There you are, Crow. You just stay
right there and keep on sleepin'.

Every now and then, I'll come and
give you some water and feed you.

Thanks.

Montana, we'll drop this dynamite
down the well and try to blow it in.

All right, pull up!
This is as far as you go.

Stand aside. I have business
to discuss with Dusty Gardner.

I'm sorry, lady,
but he ain't in to callers today.

Now turn around and get movin'...
All of you.

"D-Y-N-A-M"...
Dynamite!

What's this?

Hey! Wait!

I've got dynamite. Don't!

Why, you...

Dusty! Mary! Everybody clear out!
Dynamite in the w...

Take a good look
at that, Belle.

That's free water.The water won't
do you any good.

You'll never get your cattle
through my place now.

No? Then take
a look out there.

Come on, Oswald!

Hey, Hank. You and the boys take
Belle and her friends into town.

Turn 'em over
to the sheriff.

All right.
Get goin' now.

Take 'em in, Hank.

That well of water is worth more than a gold
mine in this part of the country, Dusty.

It isn't my gold mine.
It belongs to the West.

Well, lots of luck
to you and Mary.Thanks.

Where do you think
you're going?Me?

I'm kinda like a tumbleweed.

You never know
where I'll drift to.

So long.So long, Montan'.

Good-bye, Montana.

Do you see
what I see?

Where do you think you're goin'?
Take off my clothes.

Now me rock paleface bye-bye.
"Abba cadabba."

Abba cadabba.

No, Hoppin' Crow.
Have a heart.

Moose.

Mmm.

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