Rawhide (1959) s01e13 Episode Script

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! When a man's pushin' a herd of ornery cows over the Sedalia Trail, he's got to hope for the best, expect the worst.
You never know what the cows'll do.
It keeps a man jumpy, always on the watch but I wouldn't trade the job.
I'm Gil Favor, Trail Boss.
Wishbone, you're the worst cook in the world, and that's giving you the best of it.
Why, you whelp! I'll carve you.
You just try it.
You try it.
Now, hold on.
If you want to fight, go someplace else.
I just cleaned up around here.
Well? This warthog's complainin' worse than ever about my chow.
Look at this, Mr.
Favor- biscuits with weevils in 'em.
That's what he's trying to feed us.
The way he talks, you'd think I'd put them weevils in that flour myself.
Well, you could've sifted them out.
Well, I ain't a flour sifter, I'm a cook! You're keepin' that a secret! Why, you sneaky All right, that's enough.
Time to eat, not to fight.
Rowdy, I imagine when you were a prisoner during the war that any kind of biscuits tasted good even those with weevils in 'em.
That way you got your meat and your bread mixed into one.
Well, things were different then.
We expected it but the war is over.
Well, the weevils don't know it.
War or no war, weevils are going to get into flour.
Mr.
Favor, found some tracks out on the flats west of here.
Looks like five or six head strayed off during the night.
Fresh tracks? Oh, two, three hours old, I guess.
Want me to take Joe Scarlet and go after 'em? No, you take over the herd, Pete.
Start 'em off as soon as they're through eatin'.
I'll take a man and go after 'em myself.
Take Rowdy with you and leave him there.
Now, Rowdy, come on- let's pick up those strays.
They're sticking close together.
How come you wouldn't let me finish that argument with Wishbone? Sometimes things press in on a man after weeks of livin' in the saddle, eatin' dust, pokin' along with a bunch of fretful cows.
Man's nerves get itchy.
He begins to notice little things like weevils in his biscuits.
I still say he should've sifted 'em out of the flour.
He did.
He did? I figure he was up for a couple of hours before dawn.
Must've sifted that flour half a dozen times tryin' to catch those weevils.
Got most of 'em not all.
Well, I I didn't know that.
What's the matter? Look.
Horses.
Those cows didn't stray.
Somebody ridin' the rim deliberately drove 'em up this gully.
Look, there's some tracks goin' up that bank.
Well, uh Now, what's a town doin' way out here in the middle of nowhere? Mining town, probably.
Heard there's some silver in this area.
Maybe we can get a clean bag of flour for Wishbone.
And maybe find out who cut out our cows.
It's a dead town.
I wonder You wonder what? Those cows of ours.
Somebody had to ride the horses that followed them.
When they left, they must've left in a big hurry.
That stagecoach could've carried a lot of freight.
This might've been one of those towns hit by black fever.
Or maybe the silver ran out.
Let's see if we can pick up those cattle tracks.
Sounds like it came from that jail over there.
What's a dog doin' down there? That isn't what bothers me.
That dog is well-fed.
You know, maybe we can get some fresh supplies after all.
Mornin'.
Mornin'.
My name's Favor.
Got a herd movin' west of here.
This is Rowdy Yates.
Howdy.
Howdy.
I'm Matt Lucas, caretaker for the Silver Queen Mining Company.
You're a little off your trail, ain't you? So were some of my cows.
Seen 'em? About five or six.
Uh-uh.
Wish I had.
Run a little low on supplies.
Company only sends 'em out about once a month, and the nearest town's You live here all by yourself? Mm-hmm.
Me and my dog.
That's all.
Everybody else had sense enough to leave town when the mine closed down few years back.
No strays or supplies in sight.
No point in us hangin' around.
What do you have in mind? What can you do when you lose cattle tracks? Well, let's go back and start over.
That's what I got in mind.
Well, there's a water hole about five miles west of here.
Sometimes cattle can smell water, but I guess you know that.
Much obliged.
Quick! Now! They heard it.
I thought he said there were no other people around.
I can get 'em from here, Pa.
No trouble at all.
We can get 'em anytime we want, Waldo.
We're going to have to.
Matter of fact, as dull as things are around here, I'd, uh like to see 'em give us an argument.
We're not here to lose no arguments, are we, Pa? Stay right where you are, mister.
If we're intruding, we'll leave.
Might be we don't want you to.
Who are you? Name's Favor.
I'm a trail driver and I don't care for introductions at gunpoint.
What are you doing here? Looking for some stray cattle.
The man across the street said he was the only one that lived in this town.
You a friend of his? Never saw him before.
Put the gun down, Mr.
Cory.
It's a good thing you didn't shoot that.
You'd have blown your own head off.
Well rust as thick as your finger, huh? We had to use it.
We had to make sure who you were.
We're in trouble, Mr.
Favor.
Real bad trouble.
What's wrong? Those two men across the street, they're holding me and my daughter as hostages.
Matt and Waldo Lucas.
They're killers, both of them.
Father and son.
The one I talked to said he was a caretaker.
'Tain't so.
Them two don't belong here.
They're making this place a hideout.
Five days ago, they held up our stagecoach.
They shot the driver, wounded him and then shot him dead.
It isn't fair saying that, Mother.
It was his life or theirs.
You keep still, Angie.
There wasn't any gold on our stagecoach and me and my daughter were the only passengers, so they're holding us, expecting the company to pay a lot of money to set us free.
They company owes it to them.
They cheated Waldo and his father out of their freight line.
They're just doing this to get even.
I know why you're siding with them.
I don't even like to look at you cause I know why.
You're mean and bitter and hateful, that's why! Ma'am? The name is Miller.
Mrs.
Miller, it seems like your daughter doesn't mind being held prisoner.
She don't, she don't mind a bit 'cause she's got such a case on Waldo, it would turn your stomach.
She don't care if they're making us live in the stagecoach where we can be watched day and night.
She don't mind if they're not giving us enough food to keep us alive.
I've been doing what I can to help Mrs.
Miller, but it ain't much.
Now do you see why we have to get out of here and quick? Why we need your help? Mrs.
Miller, I don't mean to call you a liar, but, uh, I haven't seen anything to show that what you've been saying is true.
Meaning you won't lift a finger? I didn't say that.
But you were fixing to.
You're like all men, selfish and cowardly or greedy and useless.
I know men, I can read them like a book.
She don't think much of men, does she, boss? You coming with me or not? How'd you get mixed up in this? When a man's sexton of a meeting hall, he tries to help people.
Are you sexton of this one? When the parson and the people left, I stayed here.
Wanted to keep the place clean.
Had an idea that people would come back some day.
I made a big mistake, though.
How's that? I never figured on folks like Matt and Waldo.
Isn't there something we can do about Matt and Waldo? No, no matter what you do, won't do no good.
They're too smart.
No harm talking to them.
Come on.
Mr.
Lucas, I'd like to have a talk with you.
Talk's cheap.
I can spare you some.
Is what Mrs.
Miller told me true? Now, I told Mrs.
Miller that if anybody ever come around here and she called out to them, I'd twist her neck.
Now she got that ol' loon to play the organ.
Pretty smart of her, wasn't it? I'm going to ask you to let the ladies go.
Oh, you are? Is that all right with you? Oh, sure.
Sure, ask anything you like.
They're going to say here anyhow.
I think it would be better all around if you let them go.
You do? You got a good reason? Holding them won't get you a cent.
You know stage companies.
They never give in.
Waldo and me are willing to gamble.
It's a sure bet they got men out right now tracking you down.
Take a lot of good tracking considering how we drove that stagecoach through creek beds and backtracked over rocky ground.
If you let the ladies go, at least you wouldn't be adding to the troubles you already got.
Now, you're a bigger fool than I thought.
Why, them women saw us gun down a man.
They're witnesses.
Now, do you think I'm going to be foolish enough to turn them lose? So, you never figured to let them go alive in the first place, huh? And I don't know, but you just let a posse show up around here and you'll see how quick I can change my mind.
Now, you and your cowhand just better go get your horses and get out of town while the getting's good.
You know what happens if we go, don't you? Mister, I'm thinking wayahead of you.
Why, you're eight days from the nearest marshal and by the time anybody could get here, why, this'll all be over with and we'll be gone.
Of course, we could kill you right now, but you haven't done anything unfair to Waldo and me, so you just better get.
Let's get.
Why, PaWhy'd you let them go? They got a herd nearby and plenty of cowboys.
No.
No, I said they could go, I just didn't say how far.
You think they mean to let us leave? One thing's for sure.
They're not letting us ride out of this town very far in broad daylight.
Why? You notice the difference between their guns and ours? Yeah, you mean the difference between a rifle and a six gun? Catch up with us out in open country, pick us off like prairie dogs without a hole to hide in.
Well, I think we ought to do something.
Just wait for dark.
Well, Waldo, looks like you and me are going to have to do a little riding.
Be getting in a little hunting, too, huh? Mrs.
Miller.
Wasn't necessary for you to stop and say good-bye.
Figure you'd look just as well without that chip on your shoulder.
Meaning? Meaning we're going to try and get you out of here tonight.
Use up the rest of the coffee, Angie.
There's no need saving it.
What do you suppose they're up to, Pa? I don't know, but whatever it is, they're going to wish they hadn't.
Good coffee.
Well, at least you didn't ride off and leave us, like most men would have done.
When do you think we'll be going, Mr.
Favor? An hour or so.
Soon as the fire dies down.
If Rowdy wants some of this coffee, he better come get it.
I'll take him a cup.
He's tightening the saddles.
It stretches leather to ride double.
What's the matter? Just saw somebody walk across the hotel porch.
That's right.
They'll be watching all night.
I hate men.
All men.
I gathered that.
If it hadn't have been for one of them, I wouldn't have been on the stagecoach in the first place.
I'm not asking any questions.
A woman's skin is just so thick.
Take just so much.
I Coffee's gone.
Brought you the last of the coffee.
Well thanks, Miss Angie.
You didn't have to put yourself out, though.
I didn't.
Just wanted to talk, mainly.
Well, go ahead and talk.
Do you think there's any chance we might really get out of here tonight? Well, look, don't you worry about that.
You think I want to get out of here, don't you? You haven't heard me say I wanted to, have you? Well, you mean you want to stay here? A prisoner in this place? I certainly don't want to go where my mother's taking me.
Where's that? Prineville.
To live with an old maid aunt, not allowed to see any men because one of them was bad to my mother.
And you don't like that, do you? I'm not going.
Seems to me what you want doesn't count much with your mother.
Well, it counts with me.
Hey, hey, where you going? Hey, Angie lit out.
We better get after her.
Save yourself the trouble.
What? She told me she doesn't want to leave here, Boss.
Oh Waldo? He promised her a new way of life.
She's fool enough to believe him.
They can't make me go with them, can they? Of course not, Angie.
Miss, I don't take kindly to your Ma fixing to run off with those men.
Might spoil Pa's ideas for getting money from the stage company.
Might even spoil the plans me and you got for going to Kansas City together.
It's those two men.
Can't you make them go away? At what time is your Ma figuring on leaving with those men? Hour or so.
Well, you go in the hotel and rest a while, Angie.
You can have the room at the end of the hall.
I'll be back later.
Well, we can't leave now, Mr.
Favor.
Don't intend to, now.
She's cast her lot.
Let her stay.
If we do, Mrs.
Miller, you might never see her again.
She's like her father- selfish and wayward and unfaithful.
He left me years ago for what he called a schoolteacher.
She gave her lessons in the dance hall.
Maybe you'd better stay in the stagecoach while Rowdy and I go after her.
Stay with her.
It's me, Mr.
Favor.
I, I heard the shooting.
What happened? Come with me.
Stay with Mrs.
Miller.
Rowdy and I are going to be busy.
I told you, Mr.
Favor.
She wants to stay here.
Just keep watching.
If you scream for help, Angie, I'll kill the first man who comes in here.
You got no right in my room.
You better get into that dress.
You're coming with us.
You're doing this for my mother.
Are you going to get into that dress? You're not taking me anywhere, Mr.
Favor.
Well your mother was right.
What? She said Waldo promised you a new kind of life.
He's already given you one of the things that go with it.
Get out.
Get out of here before I use this thing on you.
I don't think you will.
I will.
I'll do it this way.
What happened? She seemed a little nervous, and she had a gun.
All right, now, just a minute.
Now, Mr.
Trail Boss, somehow I knew you was gonna make it easy for me, I just knew it.
Let me count, Pa.
When I get to three, we'll shoot 'em both.
All right, but don't count too slow.
He's not a bad fella.
No sense in stretching it out.
One You're going to lose your son, Matt.
I couldn't miss Waldo's head at this distance.
Lay your rifles down.
Waldo! Get inside, Mr.
Favor.
Come on.
Let's try going in.
You crazyNothing they'd like better.
Best thing to do right now is get out of rifle range.
Thanks, Mr.
Cory.
Bull's-eye winking.
You can try beating my mark, but it's going to sure cost you.
That's how I throw blindfolded.
Here it goes.
Another round? That cleans me out.
I ain't got a tail feather left.
What's keeping Mr.
Favor, Wishbone? Said he'd be back by sundown.
What's keeping Mr.
Favor's his affair.
You think something happened to him? I'm the camp cook, I'm the camp doctor, I'm the camp barber, I'm even the camp blacksmith.
I can't be the camp fortune teller.
Mr.
Favor and Rowdy back yet, Wishbone? I asked you a question.
Everybody asks me questions.
Everybody asks me the same questions.
You think something happened to them? Well, I ain't got a telegraph office in my head.
Well, he said that they'd I know what he said.
He said keep pushing 'em, and he'd get back by sundown.
Well, I can tell by the dark that it must be past sundown.
I think I'll ride back and check.
Well, you think wrong.
I know you fancy yourself a pretty good scout.
Maybe you are, but how are you going to track anybody down with no moon in the sky? You got cat eyes in your head? No, but I can go back to where they rode off from.
By sunup, it'll give me that much head start.
Mr.
Favor's orders were you take charge.
I didn't hear him say nothing about you tag after him.
Well, I'm in charge, and I'm ordering me to go back, and I'm ordering you to shut your big mouth.
Now, see here, Pete Nolan.
Here, Quince, I shaped it for you.
You put it on.
Put that anvil back in the chuck wagon.
Now, you listen.
My mind's made up, Wishbone.
You can't stop me.
Now, you let me ask you a question for a change.
Well, go ahead, ask it.
Now, when Mr.
Favor and Rowdy and you are all gone at once, who's in charge of the herd? Well, who's the oldest and most experienced and the next in line? You're trying to get me to say you are.
Well, you're mighty well told, I am.
Now, you leaving? Yeah, I'm leaving.
Then that leaves me in charge.
I'm the trail boss pro tempore.
Pro what? You must be ignorant.
Means I'm taking charge as of now and for the time being.
Well, keep 'em moving.
We'll catch up to you.
Now, wait a minute.
You haven't heard my order yet.
My first order.
Now, you go out there and, uh check the night riders, and you keep on checking 'em till I send a man to relieve you.
Now, wait a minute, Wishbone.
If I'm staying No ifs or ands or buts about it.
Now, you're ordered to stay by me.
I guess you're right, Wishbone.
I do worry too much about them two jaspers.
I guess it's because, well Well, you're kind of fond of 'em.
So am I.
We all are, Pete.
I better check the night riders.
But if they're not back by morning Then we'll start the argument all over again.
You know what? What? I've been thinking and thinking.
Thinking what? Where did Cory get that rifle? Wherever he got it, he can't keep it.
Makes the odds all wrong.
Now, the other two are out looking for horses.
Seems to me this would be a good time to get that rifle.
Keep your eye open.
Here's some breakfast.
Well, there's only enough there for you.
I'm not hungry.
Sit down and eat.
While you're at it, you can set that rifle down.
I'm not going to tell you twice, Cory.
Do as he says, Mr.
Cory.
You know, it beats me where they hid those horses.
There's only one way to find out.
What's that? Make 'em tell.
You ain't forgetting that rifles shoot further than pistols, are you? I ain't forgetting.
Where'd you get that rifle, anyhow? I had it hid away in a closet for years.
All right, Lucas, drop the rifle.
Watch out for Waldo.
No sign of him.
Watch out for a bullet in the back, then.
Get over by the building where we can get some cover.
Where have you got the horses? Uh, seems to me I forgot where I hid them.
Rowdy, lock him up.
Lock him up where? We're standing next to a jail.
You mean this henhouse? Move.
Maybe you'd better stay in the storm cellar of the jail until we catch up with Waldo.
If you say so.
If there's a fight, stay out of it, Mr.
Cory.
Don't worry none about me.
You know we got plenty of water.
Strike out on foot and take you with us, unless you remember where the horses are.
Well, Mr.
Trail Boss, I might be real scared, except for one thing.
Oh, Waldo? Mm-hmm.
He's out there, and he'll gun you down before you get a mile away.
I don't think he will.
Oh, why not? Isn't he kind of fond of his pa? Mm-hmm.
Now, stand still.
Mr.
Favor Hey, you in there, you hear me? Throw out your gun belts, or I'll shoot her.
We hear you.
You going to throw those gun belts out or not?! Please, Mr.
Favor, please.
Undo your gun belt, Rowdy.
Toss it out.
They got my rifle in here, too.
Please, Mr.
Favor, please? All right, throw the rifle out, too! Drop that rifle, Waldo.
Now, send my pa out.
Let him out.
I knew my boy wouldn't let me down.
Kind of proud of him.
Oh, you got reason to be.
Not many would kill an old man, hide behind a young girl.
Oh, well, now, Mr.
Trail Boss, you can be just as sassy as you like for as long as you got.
You go that way.
I'm not surprised she's part of it.
She'd do anything Waldo asks.
I hope so, with a gun stuck in her back.
Might have been better if that rifle had gone off.
Just what have you got against your daughter, Mrs.
Miller? She's like her father.
She's just like him.
I see.
Maybe that's why she chose Waldo.
What do you mean? She probably figured anything would be better than the life she's been living with you.
Why should she? I've done everything for her a mother can do.
I've watched over her since the day her father ran away.
I've protected her.
I've kept her from men and the harm they can bring to her.
I've sheltered her, I've worked for her, I've talked for her Breathed for her.
So that no harm would come to her.
So that she'd never know what it's like to live with a hurt that begins in your stomach and crawls up and down until there's nothing left inside but a big "Breathe for her.
" Is that what I did? I guess so.
But people have to breathe for theirselves.
You can't live unless you learn to breathe for yourself.
Do you think there's a chance of getting Angie back? We don't even know where she is.
They've got our guns and horses.
Well, I can't do anything about the horses, but I can help you with the other.
What do you mean? When I heard that my husband was in Green Junction with that dance hall girl, I was going to drop Angie off in Prineville, and then I was going to go and see him.
I bought me a gun and six bullets.
You still got it? When the stagecoach was held up, I hid it.
Where? Under the seat cushion of the stage.
It's still there.
Did it have an ivory handle? Yes, why? It isn't there anymore.
Angie's got it.
How do you know that? She showed it to me in her room last night.
Rowdy.
Last place in the world we would have thought of looking.
Stay here.
If you hear any shots, light out for the herd.
Bring back some of the men.
Right.
Who did it, Angie? Waldo.
I'll get you back to Mrs.
Miller.
Rowdy's gone for help.
He won't be long.
Do you know what happened to Rowdy? Waldo shot him.
Bad? I don't know.
I went to help Waldo beat me.
Where have they got Rowdy? Locked up in the bathhouse.
She's not She's just fainted.
She'll be all right.
Well, put her here.
Put her here with her head in my lap.
Who did it? Somebody who promised her a different kind of life.
Waldo Watch it, Pa, he's got a gun.
Stay where you are.
We got him.
Hey! Over here! Waldo All right! And the gun belt.
You all right, Rowdy? Oh, sure, I got a new part in my hair, but I'm all right.
What are we going to do with him? Take him along with us to the nearest town that's got a Marshall and then drop him off after we take care of Mr.
Cory.
How about my boy? Will you see that he gets a decent burial? Proper words are said over him? It'll be done.
Thank you.
Almost forgot your gun.
Those bullets served a better purpose than the one I had in mind.
You keep it, Mr.
Favor.
You won't be needing it? Not where we're going.
Home? No place else.
Giddyap! Look yonder.
Them two women going off together.
Like nothing happened.
Off you go, Mister.
With us, like nothing happened.
All set? All set.
Take over, Rowdy.
Head 'em up and 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? 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'?