All language subtitles for Rawhide - 1x02

Hyah!
?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 'em?

Just rope 'em, throw,
and brand 'em?

Soon we'll be livin'
high and wide?

My heart's calculatin'?

My true love will be waitin'?

Be waitin'
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?

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!

Hyah!

Rawhide...!?

Hyah!

It's a thousand miles
from San Antone

to the railhead
at Sedalia, Missouri.

We got 3,000 head
of Texas cattle

that don't want to go.

When everything's right,
we cover eight miles a day.

But how often are things right?

The weather's what hits you
the hardest between the eyes.

Boiling sun
that dries up the water

and brings the dust and sand.

Storms that mill the cattle
touch off stampedes.

The way the land lies
can hurt you, too,

wearing off pounds
with every step the beeves take.

But the way to even things up

is to hire the best men in
the business, and I got 'em-

Pete Nolan, scout;

Rowdy Yates, new as they come,
but he's got the makings;

Joe Scarlet, swing;

Jim Quince, flank;

and the man who can
make-or-break the drive,

the cook, Wishbone;

and the cook's louse-
his name is Mushy.

Now, somebody's got to kick

this whole
kit and caboodle along

and that's me, Gil Favor,
trail boss.

I ride point.

Mr. Favor.

Up ahead.

Pete wants you
up there quick.

What a place for God

to sake out a claim.

Right here in the
middle of nowhere.

How'd they get it in here?

There's nothing for miles.

You know
what I figure?

I figure maybe
the good Lord

just had a long rope
with a hook on it

and he just
lowered it down.

Feeling real funny today,
aren't you, Pete?

We'll hold here.

Get Wishbone
and the wagon.

Pete, you and Rowdy
ride him up there.

See if the padres
will let us fill
our water barrels.

Right.

Come on, Wishbone, water.

Well, it's about time.

Hah! Hey!

Ho! Hah! Hey!

Yah! Yah!

Rowdy.

You speak real gentle
to those padres, you hear?

Yes, sir.

You go inside, you take
your hat off, understand?

Put it back.

We're looking
for water.

We'd like to fill
our barrels, if
it's all right.

It's all right with me

if it's all right
with Father Fabian.

But you can't go in now,
there's a wedding going on.

Well, we got cattle out there,
mister.

We can't wait for any wedding.

Yeah, I saw your dust
three hours.

Which way
your drive heading?

North.

Good morning, gentlemen.

They're looking to fill
their water barrels, Father.

You're very welcome,

but you must be quiet-
the wedding.

We'll be
quiet, Father.

And you'll have
to hang your guns here.

Father Fabian doesn't allow
firearms on God's property.

And please be sure
you're quiet, eh?

Come on, Wishbone.

How about your gun.

Well, go on,
you can drive in now.

Ho!

We are gathered here

in the eyes of God
to join in holy matrimony...

Mister, you stand still.

Nobody breaks
the rules around here.

That's a private
gun, mister.

Comes off only when I bathe
and I don't bathe much.

You must understand, if we allow
one man to break the rule,

then all the men...
Excuse me, padre, but
I got my own rules.

Oh, come on
now, Wishbone.

Now, don't you start on me,
you whelp!

Charles Travis
and Varbena Cardin...

Shut up, Wishbone!

Keep your voices down.

What's the
trouble here?

He's got a derringer
in his coat.

Take it off and
hang it up outside

with the rest, mister.

Just a dad-gum minute.

Everybody stop telling me
what I'm going to do!

Please, please...

To love and honor
through sickness and health,

for so long as you shall live?

I will.

May we have the
rings, please?

What's keeping them,
Mr. Favor?

That's what I'm wondering.

Yo, Scarlet!

Yah! Let's go!

Yah!

Place the ring
on the left finger.

I now pronounce you...
man and wife.

You may rise.

Congratulations.
Thank you, Father.

What have the three of you
done now?

Well, I'll be a
blue-nosed mule.

In a place like this.

All I was trying to do
was get some water,

and... took my gun
away from me...

You gotta excuse me
a minute, honey.

Buzz, are you running out
on my daughter so soon?

RowdyYahoo! It is you!

What are you doing here,

you crazy bean bandit?

I got clean away.

You think I was
going to get killed?

When we heard the shots,
we thought they had you.

I went through
those Union lines

like a stung deer.
How's Ben and Richard?

Oh, they got a place
up in Kansas somewhere.

I'll be doggoned!

Hey, I want you
to meet my bride.

Honey, I want you to meet
the best friend I ever had.

Why, you
wouldn't believe

what we've been through
together.

My wife, Rowdy Yates.

How do you do?
Pleased to meet you, ma'am.

We were corporals together
in the Confederate Army.

Father Fabian,

Rowdy Yates.

How do you do?

And this is my father-in-law,
Mr. Cardin.

How do you do?
My pleasure, sir.

He helped me escape
from the Union prison.

I see.

What are you
trying to do,

break up my wedding?

Oh, well, uh,

there was a little
misunderstanding

about a gun.

They were making a fuss,
Mr. Cardin.

We didn't want them
to mess up the ceremony.

I see.

Well, what are you doing
around here?

Oh, we're
driving cattle.

Oh, I want you to meet
my trail boss, Mr. Favor.

Mr. Favor, I want you to meet
a friend of mine.

That's fine.

This is Buzz Travis
and Mrs. Travis

and Father Fabian
over here

and Mr. Cardin.

This is
the bride's father.

Pleasure.
How do you do?

I'm sorry
if my men gave you trouble.

Well, we'll get our water

if it's all right with you,
Father, and push on.

Are you heading
north, Mr. Favor?

What do you reckon
for the rest of the
day with your cattle-

about six miles?

That's what we figure on.

The reason why I ask,
I was wondering

about the wedding
party this afternoon.

Your friend and any of his men
are welcome.

My ranch is six miles
north of here, Mr. Favor.

It's got a good creek
and a good range.

You can bed your cattle
down for the night.

You'll all be welcome
to the celebration.

We're going
to have music

and dancing, and a
real barbecue, Rowdy.

What do you say, Mr. Favor?

Very kind invitation, sir.

My men and I would like that
very much.

Thank you.

Let's get
those barrels filled!

We got six miles to push!

Come on, honey, let's go.

Rowdy boy?

Good-bye!

Good-bye, now.

So long.

Now, I'm not going
to take no for an
answer, Father.

Justin, you can't seem
to get it through your head

that I have two baptisms
this afternoon.

Let Father Mulcurie
take care of those.

You're sitting in
the place of honor,
and that's that.

All right, very well.

Ah, have you been
on the trail long?

Some time.

What outfit is this?

No one company, Father.

Almost 100 small owners.

I see.

Uh, Mr. Cardin's expecting me
at the party this afternoon.

Do you mind
if I ride out with you?

Be honored.

Thank you.

Wishbone, Scarlet,
get those barrels filled.

Let's get this wagon
on the move!

Whoa.

You recognize any
of them, Father?

I recognize the one on the left.

It's been a long time,
but... I'd know him anywhere.

Hello, Padre.

You remember me?

Yes. I remember you.

You cut yourself
a rough road, mister,

coming through
that Vidalia Trail.

I'll tell the
folks around here

that you were just
passing through, Mastic.

"Passing through."

I heard there was a wedding
this morning.

My stepsister- that right?

You stay away from
the Cardin ranch.

How's my stepfather doing,
Padre?

His ranch
doing all right?

That is no concern of yours.

Oh, I got my rights, Padre.

Rights?
Yeah.

Some of that big old spread
he's got is due me.

I've known that
ever since I was a little boy.

None of that spread is due you.

Do you think your folks
have forgotten what you've done?

He was a peon, Padre.

He was my servant.

He didn't obey fast enough.

He was a 14-year-old boy
who was shot down by you,

and it wasn't
because he didn't

saddle your horse
fast enough.

It was because you wanted
to kill a human being.

God help you.

That was a long time ago, Padre.

Your stepfather ordered you

to stay away from that ranch
for good.

I'm going to visit, Padre,

and you're not going
to be able to tell anybody

when or from where I'm coming,
'cause you won't know.

Mastic, you can't do this.

You don't think
I'm going to stand by

while my stepfather
passes off my share

to some money-grabbing leech

Varbena marries.

Hey, now, wait a minute, mister.

You're talking about
a friend of mine.

It's all right, son;
stay out of this.

Mastic, my advice to you

is to keep riding
straight through

and stay away
from that ranch.

A man's got a right to talk,
Padre.

Let him have
his say.

Now, Mastic,
I know what you're up to.

You were always
a bully.

Now you've grown up
to be a coward.

A little man
who lives by his gun.

You are wearing your crucifix,
aren't you, Padre?

Now, a man with a crucifix,
he can say that.

But just so neither of you men
get the wrong idea about me,

I think that one of you
should say the same thing to me.

Get back on your
horse, Mastic.

You.

You, step down

and call me a coward.

I forbid this, Mastic.

Stay on your horse, son.

He's only trying to head you
into a fight.

Look out for the snake, boy!

The snake's not on the ground,
boy.

He's oiled
and packed in leather,

and faster than anything
you'll ever see.

I beg of you.

In God's name,
stop this now.

Mr. Favor!

Mr. Favor...

Get back on your horse, Rowdy.

He said some things

about my friend
Buzz, Mr. Favor.

I'm not going to let
him get away with it.

Get back on your horse.

We're cattlemen, mister,
not gunfighters.

We're just passing through
with our herd,

and trouble enough
keeping them alive,

so you'd oblige me
by not killing any of my hands.

They're hard
to come by.

Now, there's something
I respect- a businessman.

You see... there's just no money
in these things anymore.

That's why I come back, fella-

to talk a little business
with my stepfather.

You and me,
we're businessmen.

I respect that.

Would you be so kind
as to explain

about business and money
to Father Fabian?

I'd appreciate that.

Boy, I'll tell you...

I don't want to hear
one word from you.

You know, I saw him
in Tucson one time.

Had a fella draw on him,

and before the man
could get a shot off,

he had three slugs
in his throat.

He's a bad man.

Used to be in my parish.

His mother
was a nice, gentle woman.

I'll tell you something, Padre.

He better not fool with Buzz
while I'm around.

Come on, we're all
invited to a party.

All right, Pete, let's
tighten up those flanks.

They're falling
off again.

Here they come!

Nice, isn't it?

Mmm. What's nice?

Oh, took a friend of
mine getting married

to get us cleaned
up like this.

About your friend,
Rowdy.

You mean Buzz?

Oh, he's a friend of
mine from the war days.

No, I mean Mastic.

By going to this party,

are we horning in
on a family fight?

Mr. Favor,
I'll bet my life

Buzz has never even
heard of that jasper.

I hope you're right.

You already told me to
shut up about Mastic,

but if he comes around

disturbing Buzz'
wedding party...

You'll do nothing.

Mr. Favor...

I'm telling you,

I watched him
and I listened to him.

He's a fast gun,
and he's not for you.

And all he said was
he was going to visit.

You mean you're just going
to stand back if he comes in?

That's right.

Then Mr. Favor,
I don't think you're as smart

as I think you are.

What was that?

Oh, uh, what I mean is,
well, it's a 100-to-one shot

we'd come across this friend
of mine getting married.

It's 1,000 to one
that some gunman would come in

and want to spoil things.

And you're telling me
we're just going to stand back

if he comes in like he said?

I'm telling you we're invited
to your friend's party.

That's all I'm telling you.

Anybody interferes,
that's your friend's business.

You understand?
It's his business.

I don't understand.

Shirt.
I sure don't understand.

Buzz ain't the kind
to know when he's
being picked on.

I sure as cotton
don't understand.

I don't understand Rowdy,
Mr. Favor.

What do you mean?

Well, it's easy.

I saw what I saw.

What do you mean
you saw what you saw?

And I heard what I heard.

What do you mean
you heard what you heard?

Well, you and your friend Buzz-

the way I took it,
you were prisoners of war,

right?
That's right.

Did you get took after a battle
or before?

You going
to walk away from here?

Nope.

My friend Buzz and I

spent a good deal
of time underground,
you understand?

Mm-hmm.

Yankee territorial prison
at Yuma, Arizona.

No one comes out of there
seeing too good.

We were all
80 feet below the ground

with one torch
for every ten cells.

Candlelight, huh?

Smart way to fight a war.

I didn't ask for it.

Now, what do you want
to muss me up for?

I ain't been this dainty
in months.

Dainty?

Don't I look
kind of choice, Boss?

Get off him, Pete.

He did spend
most of the war

in solitary
confinement,

and like he says,
it was kind of dark.

Rowdy's still getting used
to human beings.

I see.

You ain't calling
Pete a human being?

If you want
to get to that party,

move out,
both of you.

What a spread!

Make yourselves
at home, boys.

There's food,
liquor and dancing.

There's even a handful
of single girls.

Rowdy boy, come
on, let's go!

We're going to have a party,
man!

Whoo-hoo!

Look at all those pies!

How do you tell which
one's the single ladies?

Well, you just pick one out
and ask her to dance,

if you don't get kicked
where the saddle fits,

she's single.

If he were out there,

he'd have been in by now.

Strange,
no sign of him.

You tell Mr. Cardin
about our meeting

with Mastic
on the way here?

Well, people
sometimes reconsider.

Maybe he was
just passing through.

I'd warn
Mr. Cardin, Father.

So sense keeping him
in the dark about it.

I think you're right.

Excuse me, may I
speak with you, Justin?

I was just
asking Rowdy

how come he
never got married.

Yeah?
That's easy.

He just never found a girl
as pretty as Varbena.

Right, Rowdy?

Well, I guess that's
right, Mr. Favor.

You have any more
friends as nice as this,

you just invite
them on over.

You folks please excuse me?

I have a goodly amount
of savings, Father.

Suppose I did give him
something to stay away?

What do you think,
Mr. Favor?

I think once you
start paying him off,

you'll never
get rid of him.

All right, we'll stop him
from the start, then.

Well, he
may not come.

If he does,
we want to be ready.

Tom!

Well, I've got
to be leaving,

I have early mass
in the morning.

Mastic is around
somewhere.

Pass the word.

Right, sir.

Good-bye, Father,
and thank you.

Take care of each other.
God bless you both.

We will, Father.

You go in there,
and enjoy yourselves.

God bless you, son.

Father, thank you.

Well, maybe Mastic
will head to Mexico.

I hope so.
Thank you, Father.

Good day to you.

Good day.

Hyah!

Tom.

Post a watch
at the four corners.

Wait a minute.

What's Tom wearing
a gun for?

Well, it's his gun,

nobody to stop him
wearing it if he wants.

No secrets, Mr. Cardin.
What's happening?

There's a chance
that Mastic's showing up.

Ward Mastic here?

Now, now, don't get
Varbena worried.

Now you just
go back there

and act as if
nothing had happened.

I'll get my gun.

Now, you'll do
no such thing!

Now, son, you don't
realize what you mean

to Varbena and me.

You're not going
to be wearing a gun

if Mastic shows up.

I'm not taking any chance
of you being killed.

Come on, Buzz.
Dance with the bride.

Anything wrong?

No, everything's fine.

Well, come on,
dance with me, husband.

I, uh...

I kept putting this off.

But with Mastic around

I thought I'd put
my house in order.

It's just a rough draft,

but it's proper legal
as a will.

If you'll just sign it
as a witness.

I'll be glad to.

"To whom it may concern:

"I, Justin Cardin,
being of sound mind and body,

"do declare the bulk
of my Cardin Ranch holdings

"shall pass on
to my daughter Varbena,

"and her husband
Charles Travis

"in the event of my death.

Justin Cardin."

He's here now,
Mr. Cardin.

Hello, Varbena.

My, you sure have
filled out, haven't you?

I hear you got
yourself married.

Now which one
of this herd is he?

I am.

Don't bother
to come in.

Well, well,
well, well.

You got yourself
a pretty good-looking
boy there, Varbena.

Hello, papa.

How's everything
with you?

This is a private party.
What do you want?

Just came to talk a little
business with you, that's all.

I told you,
we're having a party.

I came a long way
to see you, papa.

Now what kind
of hospitality is that?

Come into the house.

See that the boys stay here.

Look, I'm coming
with you.

Stay where you are.
We're just going to talk.

Well...

Place hasn't
changed much.

Still the same
old table.

Yeah, look there.

There's where I
carved my initials

with that pen knife
you got me.

Say what you
want to say.

I wonder what my mother
ever did see in you.

I never did like you.

What do you want?

Don't you listen?

I told you.

I want to have
a little talk with you.

I've traveled a long way
since I saw you last.

Yes, I know.

News leaked back.

You killed 16 men.

Yup.

That's true.

What happened
to you, son?

After the upbringing
and the church

and your mother...

how can you
kill people?

You got to work
at it, papa- practice.

All the time, practice.

You see that?

You see that snake carved
in silver on my gun butt?

Just like that.

Like a snake.

It jumps out and it bites a man
before he knows what hit him.

How much do you want

to clear away
from here, Ward?

Half of everything.

Talk sense. How much
cash do you want?

How much cash can
you lay your hands on?

$5,000.

Go get it.

There it is,
take it or leave it.

Now hold on,
hold on.

How much more
you got in there?

I want to see what
you got in there, papa.

Well, well, looky here.

Looky here.

Must be nearly
$75,000 here.

And you want to give me
a measly $5,000?

My friends, my people
are out there,

if I call out...

I wouldn't call out
if I were you.

What are you
going to do?

Shoot me?

Ha! I'm surprised
at you, papa.

I wouldn't shoot you.

I wouldn't shoot
my own step-papa.

You must think I got
no family feelings at all.

Now, what are you all staring
at me like that for?

You all remember me,
don't you?

What a way
to greet your kinfolk.

You know, your daddy's
got better manners

than his guests?

At least he invited me
inside my own house.

You know why they're
staring at you.

Why don't you
get out?

Now, honey-
Excuse me.

I think I'll drink
a little toast

to the bride.

Huh!

My papa still buys
cheap liquor.

You all enjoy
yourselves, you hear?

And have yourselves
a gay old time.

Somebody go get Doc Severin!

It's a bad thing.

A man can't be hit
in the head with a gun like that

and expect to get up
in a couple of hours.

You've said
that before.

Maybe he'll
pull through.

I don't see how.

Well, we don't
give a cotton

whether you
see how or not.

Now maybe Mr. Cardin
will just make it.

Mr. Favor?

What'd the doctor say?

How's Mr. Cardin
getting along?

Well, Doc says
he has a slight chance

if he doesn't blood clot.

Is he
conscious?

No. I guess
he'll be all right

if he makes it
through the night.

Rowdy...

I know.

It's not our herd.

We have to keep
them moving.

I think Mr. Cardin
would understand.

Well, sure, Mr. Favor.

I haven't got a choice.

Yeah, well, boss, there's
nothing we can do here.

You think
they'll understand?

Oh, sure they will.

They ought to,
the ought to be told

that we wanted to stay
until he was better.

Yeah, boss, but we got
a herd to move.

Not we. When he gets
better, catch up.

All right, Mr. Favor.

Well, what are you
waiting around for?

We got to get those cows
on the move.

All right,
let's move 'em out!

He died.

Sorry to hear that.

Man as gentle as he was,
a daughter just married.

Mr. Favor...

I know.

He was kind
of a good friend of mine.

I'll catch up with the drive
as soon as I can.

Take care of yourself.

Right.

Hyah!

One thing's sure,
they didn't head north

or the men at the camp
would've spotted them.

Well, there's no water
in the mountains,

so that leave Tulley Bend
or the South Trail.

We'll have to split up.

Tom, you take your men
up Tulley Bend way,

Rowdy and I, well,
we'll go down South Trail.

Young fool's going to
get his head shot off.

What's that?

If I told him once,

I told him a thousand
times, stick to cattle.

Don't go around
dipping your bread

in another man's
bacon grease.

If you're so worried
about Rowdy,

why don't you go back
and help him out?

You get one thing
straight, Pete,

I'm a cattleman,
not a fightin' man.

You understand that?

Sure, Mr. Favor.

Puts me short one
more hand, he gets
his brains blown out.

That's right, boss.

All right.

You got the herd, Pete.

I'll catch up.

Yes, sir.

Yeah, there's nobody
in sight yet.

They'll be coming,
you can be sure of that.

Where do you want to
stand to meet them?

We're, uh, going to pay
a little visit

to an old friend of mine.

Morning, Padre.

This is God's house.

If you've come
here to worship,

you leave your guns out
there on the gun board.

You explain to your boss

this is not exactly
a social call.

What do you want here?

I thought we'd, uh,
talk about old times, Padre.

I was remembering,
while riding up here,

about a little rifle
I had years ago

and I seem to remember that
you took it away from me, Padre.

And I just
can't help remembering

that you took
this little rifle of mine

and smashed it, clean in half.

Right here in this well.

Yes, I did.

You were killing
baby calves with it.

Smashed the property
of a little boy

who couldn't fight back.

Now, uh... you wouldn't want me
to smash any of your property,

would you, Padre?

No, I wouldn't.

That, uh, wine over there.

That's yours,
isn't it, Padre?

Kellum, bust 'em,
all of 'em, wide open.

Stop it!

Stop it, I say!

Mastic,
here they come.

Well, only two of them.

That changes things.

Get rid of the horses.

Bring back the rifles.

All right, now, Padre,
when they get here,

you go out and tell
them we're waiting
for them, in here.

Mastic,
you can't fight in there.

Now, listen, you.

You just go out there
and tell them to come in.

If they don't,
I'm going to shoot

this fat friend of yours
right in the stomach.

All right, now, let's find
a place to kind of square off.

Kellum, you take that side.

Reese, get the other.

Hello, Father.

Hello, Buzz.
Rowdy.

I thought I'd stop
and tell you that...

Justin died this morning.

DiedWhat happened?

Mastic beat him
to death.

Oh, my God.

Are they in there,
Father?

Now, listen to me.

I know it's difficult
to be passive,

we all loved Justin,

but this is a house of God

and I will not
have it desecrated
with gunfighting.

We have to get him
out of there, Father.

We'll try to keep him
out of your church.

I forbid it.

Father,
the man's kill-crazy.

Violence is
not God's way.

Now, if you respect
my house of worship...

You know I do, Father.

...then if you walk
into that courtyard,

you'll leave your
guns right here.

I don't see Mastic's gun there,
Father.

He forced his entry.

I don't think
you'll do that, Buzz.

But Father, I...
If you come,

you come in
without your guns.

Excuse me, Father.

I want to talk
to Rowdy.

Hey, no, well,
wait a minute.

Wait, you're not
going to go in there.

I've got to meet that man
face-to-face.

But walk in there
without a gun?

I'll talk to him.

I'll get him
to come outside.

A man like that will
gun you right in half.

Not if I don't wear
a gun.

You're going to trust
a man like that?

You're going to
walk into a trap?

Yes.

All right, Father.

All right,
wait, son.

I'll tell him
that you're unarmed.

I ask you, once again,
in God's name,

please leave this place.

Are they coming
in or not?

Buzz Travis is coming in
without his gun.

Kellum.

Reese.

Did you hear what
the padre said?

He's coming unarmed.

Yeah, I'm sure he is.

Get yourself out of the way.

Why don't you go
out there and see
for yourself?

Well, I'll tell you, Padre,

first rule I've learned
in gunfighting

is don't believe anybody.

Second, get something solid
in front of you, if you can.

That way you just have
to sweep 180 degrees.

See?

Just like a snake.

Now, get out of the way.

Come on,
move when I tell you!

Mastic!

Listen to me!

Justin Cardin died this morning!

Now, I don't care about
that money of his you took...

I want you!

Do you hear me, Mastic?

Now, I promised
Father Fabian something

and I can't fight you in here!

But I'm calling you, mister!

Come outside the gates

and we'll do this
with empty guns!

Now, any man who can't meet
a fair challenge like this,

I say is yellow!

Now, I'm going to be waiting
for you outside.

And if you got
any guts at all...

you'll come out there

and you'll fight me toe-to-toe
like a man!

Where'd he put it?

Hip.

Stay here.

Get back there.

Get back!

I don't want nobody
behind me.

Move!

Mr. Favor.

See if you can get
one of the guns.

Out front.
Come on.

Where you got
the horses?

On the other side.

All right,
you wait here.

Come on, cattle boy,
show me your head.

Head 'em up!

Move 'em out!

Did I show you this, Pete?

No.

Solid silver,
inlaid in ebony.

Must've cost
a lot of money.

It's a rattlesnake.

How do you like that?

I've seen men engrave
their initials in gun stocks,

but never anything
like that.

Rowdy.

Yes, sir?

Tell him about it tonight
on your own time.

You're back
in the cattle business, mister.

We got a herd
to push.

Right, Mr. Favor.

?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?

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!

Hyah!

?Rollin', rollin', rollin',
rollin', rollin', rollin'?

Hyah!
?Rollin', rollin', rollin'...?

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