Rawhide (1959) s01e03 Episode Script

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! On the Sedalia trail, pushing a herd of 3,000 mixed head, you're always a long ways from nowhere.
Ahead, trouble- known and unknown.
Behind, owners depending on the drive, counting on men crazy enough to push it like me, Gil Favor, trail boss.
Trouble? Down there.
Ooh.
If they gonna be going downgrade that fast, something's wrong.
Cut 'em off up ahead.
Do you think we're losing him? I can't see him.
He can ride fast, too, if he wants to.
Going to break every bone in our bodies.
I don't know which is worse, his catching up with us or this.
Whole thing is incredible.
It's incredible and well, it's incredible.
They're never going to make that turn.
They all right in there? They seem to be as soon as they get straightened out.
Ooh! Cut those horses loose, Pete, before they drag this thing away.
Anybody hurt? Don't think so.
Here, let me give you a hand.
Hello.
Thanks.
All right.
Give me a hand here.
Just a minute, Mr.
Vanryzin.
Ladies first.
Well thank you, gentlemen.
I was beginning to feel a little lopsided.
All right, you two, how long are you going to keep me waiting? But what am I supposed to do? Jump, same as him.
Hurts real bad.
Think maybe I sprained it.
Who are you? We're trail drovers.
Do you think you can stand? I sure can try.
What are we going to do? I've got to get to Denver.
I'm Frederick Vanryzin, president of the Security Bank, Providence, Rhode Island.
Can you help me? Carrying anything of value? No.
Yeah.
Me.
Don't mind him.
These people are trying to help us, Kenley.
He's another one of those fast guns so he says.
Says? I won't have to say it, anybody doubts me.
You want someone to doubt you? Hold it, Rowdy.
Hey! Who's he? Guy's a drama.
Some kind of a salesman.
Thought more of his samples than he did about the passengers.
You all right? I'm just more scared than hurt, I guess.
Uh say, there's a there's a lot of clothes lyin' around back there.
Uh, they're yours, I think.
Oh.
Oh! Oh.
You know, this is the first time the whole trip we've been out of earshot of the others.
For two days, I've been wantin' to be alone with you to tell you somethin'.
What, Johnny? Well, I wanted to tell you Well, you're nice.
Nicest girl I ever met.
Thanks, Johnny.
I I don't think I like you, too.
What I meant was if he caught up with us, I'd look out for you.
Do you think he's still out there? There's nothin' out there but a great empty hunk of prairie now.
Well, I guess that's all of your gear.
What's wrong? Why don't you tell him? Nothin' to tell.
I don't I don't know how I'm going to manage with this leg.
Wishbone, our cook, will take care of it.
He's pretty good with those things.
Well, thank you, Mr? Favor, trail boss.
You lose control of your horses? Come on, why don't you tell him? Yeah.
You could say I lost control.
Well, we can get you to the nearest town.
It won't be too comfortable.
What Mr.
Favor means is you can ride along with us.
Mister? You're a hundred miles from nowhere.
That could be a long walk.
No offense, young man or do they call you mister, too, out here? What you do is you mind your manners.
Cowherd speaking of manners? Oh, uh what about my my trunk, Mr.
Doan? Where is it, Mr.
Vanryzin? Well, it's right there.
The strap's broken.
It needs putting together.
Would you take care of it? I'll be glad to pay you for your trouble.
You've got arms and legs, sir.
You take care of it.
You can't ask Johnny, Mr.
Vanryzin.
Two weeks ago, he was a blacksmith.
He would've carried an anvil for you.
Now he's inherited a farm.
You been gettin' at me quite a lot, Kenley.
Someday, I might lose my sense of humor.
You tell me when.
I'll be ready.
Pete, take their horses.
Put 'em with the remuda.
Rowdy This boy that thinks he's a fast gun seems to be lookin' for trouble.
Now, don't tangle with him, but, uh keep an eye on him, see that he doesn't start anything.
That man I I heard him ask if we were carrying anything of value.
Well, just take with you what you need.
You need that? Oh, it's my sample case, sir.
Ladies' undergarments things like that.
Better let him take it with him, Mr.
Favor.
The lady there- she loses things.
Maybe we'd better.
Mr.
Vanryzin, you'll just have to take with you what you can carry.
What's wrong? Oh nothing.
Nothing at all.
I just don't like the wilderness out here.
A man can't trust it.
Should've done what I did, Mr.
Vanryzin- bought yourself a gun.
Where I come from, young man, we have laws to protect people- not guns.
Gettin' pretty good with that new gun, whelp? Well, I've been practicin'.
Yeah.
Whoa.
You're forgettin' the ladies.
Ladies first.
So you want to play farmer in the dell and the farmer takes a wife.
You pour any more water on the ground out here, you'll be on your knees lappin' up mud.
Out there! I told you.
The moon's in Capricorn.
It's the man with the black satchel.
Moon's in Capricorn.
What's the moon got to do with it? It's the worst possible sign.
Who is he? Nobody knows.
Mr.
Vanryzin, who's the rider? How do I know who he is? I'm all the way from Rhode Island on my way peaceably to Denver.
What's the matter with you people? Mr.
Favor asked you a question.
You.
What do you know about him? Nothin'.
He don't bother me like he does the rest.
You got money in the box? No.
He been followin' you? You been tryin' to get away from him? Well, I I don't know, Mr.
Favor.
Yesterday, we were clippin' along the overhang road, and all of a sudden, we saw him.
He was sittin' on his horse beside the road watchin' us go by.
He didn't make no move at all and yesterday, we saw him on the rim of the prairie, and again this morning.
What did you mean, miss, about the moon? I don't want to talk about it.
Called him the man with the black satchel.
That mean anything to you? To any of you? Well, I I told 'em about the executioner only showin' up when he's after somebody.
Mr.
Favor, we're all grateful to you for taking us along.
Want me to see about him, Boss? It's open prairie.
He's got a right out there as long as he doesn't bring trouble in to us.
Pick up what you can carry.
Let's get started.
Mr.
Favor, I don't think I can walk it on this leg, and I sure don't want to be left here alone.
Mind stayin' with him, Rowdy? No, I don't mind.
Let's go.
What is this? Well, Mr.
Wishbone ain't saying.
Hmm, doesn't look like anything I'd like.
Might not like you either, mister.
Thank you.
What was that you said about the moon? It means that this is no time for a girl to be thinking about romance, not while that man with the satchel is out there someplace.
Thank you.
You two meet on the stage? Two days ago.
Come a long way? Yes.
From the east? Uh, long distance, yeah.
Well, whereabouts you come from? I I'd like this kind of work if I were a man.
Being in motion, always going.
It's the only real freedom, being in motion, on the go.
Well, for some people freedom's just a word that means "alone.
" I've come into some land, a ranch.
I want to settle down, she wants to be in motion.
All this moving around, sounds like you might be running away from something, lady.
You know, you're always irritating somebody.
First one then the other.
I can take care of it, sonny.
Sometimes a man chases trouble so hard it catcheshim.
That's right.
Huh, that's funny.
I must have dished up one too many.
Not this time.
Just in time.
My name's Favor, trail boss.
Jordan.
That's right.
You know me? Heard of you.
Knew it was you when they mentioned the black satchel.
Know any of these people? Thanks.
Whoa.
Ladies first.
Ain't that what you told me, farmer? Ladies first? No, thank you.
I don't drink coffee.
Farmer.
Do shots scare the cows? No.
But what scared you? Me, scared? Kid's been practicing with his new gun.
I just want to show him something.
Hold it out waist high.
You.
All right, Johnny Boy, if you can make that coin hit the dirt, I'll crawl to the creek and bring back a drink of water for your lady fair over there.
I just drop it? The thing is, I don't know just when you'll drop it.
Remember that, city boy.
You got to be fast, but also you got to know just when to be fast, and where to shoot.
Drop it anytime.
Maybe that's what makes a fast gun, knowing just when.
Is that what makes it, Jordan? Isn't that what makes the fastest gun? There's another thing that helps.
What's that? A wish to die.
Mr.
Favor's right, Kenley.
Gun fighting's like poker.
When you're desperate to win, you lose.
You win when you don't give a hoot.
Anybody see the salesman leave? Ain't you going to introduce your guest around, Favor? I think you just met him.
You know where the hole is? Smack in the middle.
That introduces me.
What about you? Ladies and gents, meet Mr.
Jordan.
Ain't that what he called you? You know who I am? You're a doctor, ain't you? That black satchel shows you're some kind of a doctor.
That's a doctor's satchel! I'm clearing out.
This is one of the stage coach horses.
I figured they owe it to me.
I paid my fare the whole distance.
Uh, there's, uh, there's a silver spoon back there.
It's worth $50.
It'll pay for the saddle.
My scout tells me there's a few renegade Indians around.
You could run into trouble.
That man's a hired killer.
An executioner.
He gets $1,000 a head.
I know, but you really think you can get away if it's you he wants? I saw a town once, when Jordan rode in.
It was, it was like the wind stood still.
People hid out.
Stores closed.
Everybody afraid.
And he came into town like a ghost.
A man died, shot by that death rider.
There's an easy way to stay alive, if you're the one he's after.
How? Just don't reach for a gun.
He'll never draw first.
That's how he can stay in business.
That's real easy- I don't carry a gun.
All right, I'm going.
You think he's come for you? Guilty conscience? Haven't we all? Thanks.
Move out.
But he killed a man.
I'm a witness.
Be a live one and shut up.
Would the law be satisfied? Yes, sir.
Kenley drew first.
All right, you've done your killing, now get out.
Rowdy, get his horse.
Right.
So that's the satchel, huh? You heard Mr.
Favor, move out.
Who could have hired him to do that? Who? It's all right, Miss Mary, he's gone.
I knew it was Kenley he wanted.
I knew it.
Animals.
Wild animals.
Well, maybe it's my fault.
Yours? Dishing up that extra plate.
I've always heard, you dish up an extra and you're just asking for trouble.
Well, they even got to you, Wishbone.
Mr.
Favor.
What bothers me is he didn't say a word to Kenley.
No taunting, no I don't think he was after Kenley.
Hey, this is no stagecoach you're driving now.
She's spoke for.
Nice looking girl.
Up there.
Been out there for the last half hour.
You were right, he wasn't after Kenley.
Of course, he could just be going to same way we're going.
Pull up the wagon and passengers for a few minutes.
We'll see if he moves on.
All right.
Hold the wagon.
Don't bother getting down.
We're just going to hold up a minute.
What's wrong? What did you mean, "She was spoke for"? Well, what I meant was, I plan to speak for her, Mr.
Yates.
I been too scared to just yet.
Yeah? Well, good luck.
Yeah, it's him, all right.
That man, I I thought he done his killing.
I thought he finished.
He's a long way out, miss.
It was Kenley he was after, wasn't it, Mr.
Favor? I don't think so.
Well, then, who is he afterWho? Easy.
It isn't just myself I'm worried about.
I I've offered Mary a good job singing at my place in Tucson.
A good, honest job.
I'm responsible she gets there safely.
Well, you don't think he's after Mary? I don't know.
Tucson.
Have I been in your place, miss? The Babylon.
I've been there.
Nice saloon.
Little rough on trail hands, but nice.
All right, move out.
Wonder what he carries in that black bag.
Well, one thing we know it wasn't Kenley he was after.
Which one of them would you say he is after? Or which one of us? He's still out there.
What did you expect? What have you got to worry about? I'm thinking back same as all of us.
Shot a man once.
Maybe he had kinfolk.
Think he's after you? MeOf course not.
You're always looking out there.
Oh, where else have I got to look? Think he's some kind of dead thing, Mr.
Wishbone? Now, what kind of talk is that? Here.
Well, what's that? Them four aces I had the other night- All right!- I admit I helped a little from the bottom of the deck.
Who's driving up there?! Well, go ahead and take the money.
Favor! Favor, look out there.
You got to give me some protection.
He's keeping his distance, Vanryzin.
Look, some of my depositors lost money when my bank closed during the panic.
I was a little more astute myself.
I got away with a few dollars.
Now, how do I know some dissatisfied investor didn't send him out here to kill me? You don't know.
Well, then, why do you let him follow along out there? You got a good way of getting rid of him? Certainly.
Send some men out to dispose of him.
For what? Yeah, what's he going to be accused of? If he can execute a man for money, why can't I'll pay you.
Getting along all right? Fine, Mr.
Favor.
I like it out here in the open.
Except for him.
Tell me, Mr.
Favor, does Jardin ever hire out to kill a lady? No, miss.
Well, maybe it's one of you trail hands he's after.
I don't see why not.
We're a pretty scurvy bunch.
Mr.
Favor? How does Mary know but what he's after her? She doesn't.
Neither do I.
Joe Scarlet! Yes, sir! Something's slowing us.
Who's riding flank? Beatty.
Rowdy went back to check on him.
Look, Beatty, even if it's you he wants where you going to go? I don't know, Rowdy.
But I'm going to try to get there.
What about your pay?! Mr.
Favor! Another one quit.
We won't reach water by dark if we don't pick up, boss.
It's him out there.
They're all disorganized up front.
Burton on point's hanging back and watching Jardin.
We'll put a burr under Burton.
Johnny, why is Rowdy going up there? I've got a hunch he can take care of himself.
He shouldn't ride up to him.
No man should.
I'll put it blunt- you're slowing us down.
I'm not about to let anything happen to Mr.
Favor's herd.
So give us air.
Tell him never to send a boy to do a man's job.
Is it me you're after? Is it? Not you.
Well, if it's Mr.
Favor, you better start with me.
Don't walk away from me.
Turn around! Both of you, turn around! Rowdy, we want to be able to reach water before dark, but we won't be able to if we have to stop to bury you.
Come on in and eat with us.
Well, I know who he ain't after.
Oh? Me.
You know why? Why, Mr.
Nolan? 'Cause he's so used to eating his own cooking he could digest a bullet with no trouble at all.
Why'd Favor bring that man here? 'Cause Mr.
Favor runs that drive is why.
Well, I think Favor's crazy to let him stay.
Mr.
Favor can keep an eye on him if he's with us.
He can't if he isn't.
Friend of yours.
Nice day.
I haven't had time before this, Mr.
Vanryzin, to apologize for my barbarian trail hands.
Tell me, is it considered civilized to shoot a man in the back in Rhode Island? That one should be killed.
Do I have to warn him not to turn his back on you? Oh, no, don't do that.
It won't happen a second time, I promise.
It shouldn't have happened the first.
Mr.
Favor are you, uh, going to let him stay with us? Try not to worry, miss.
We're keeping an eye on him.
Well, I am worried about Johnny, too.
Any particular reason? Well, what if he's after Johnny? If he's after Johnny, he'll start picking on him, trying to make him mad.
Won't find it easy to rile anybody as good-natured as Johnny.
He can't be after me.
I'm just a a singer, and he, and he can't be after Madge.
The salesman's gone.
Kenley's gone.
Who does he want? Mr.
Jardin? I'd I'd like to make you a business proposition.
I'll pay you to tell me who it is you're after.
I'll pay you.
I give you my word I-I won't warn whoever it is.
Please I'll pay you.
I just want to know who it is.
I won't warn him.
I just want to know.
Please! The salesman.
So that's who he was after.
Rest his soul.
Well, maybe he had it coming.
Sure.
Jardin sneaked on ahead and shot him down in cold blood.
I'm glad it's over.
You're glad? Well, I guess that finishes it.
You judge as quick as them? I don't know if you rode ahead and shot him, nor if you didn't.
You might find an Indian renegade up ahead wearing a corset.
Might.
Mr.
Favor, you shouldn't try to fight what has to happen.
My job is simple.
I can't fail.
The man I'm to come to was dead the day I set out after him.
Was it him? I'll put it even plainer- it'll be settled tonight.
Yes, it will my way.
Your way? Rowdy, pass the word to each of the men- shoot him on sight if he comes in again or if he follows us.
That's making it clear.
If you come near my camp, or if you follow us.
What's in that black satchel? Mary, do you think Jardin was after you? I'll ask you the same.
I guess we'll never know.
Welcome to my camp.
You're my guest this time, Mr.
Favor.
Hold it.
In this case, you have followed me.
I want to extend a welcome to one of you.
He tricked us.
Sit down.
Enjoy the fire.
And Jardin's cooking.
Hold it, Rowdy.
I'm the one he wants.
I don't have enough food for all my guests.
It's your camp.
You were here first.
Too late for us to move on.
But even a guest has the right to protect himself.
The right to try.
Every man here knows you won't go for your gun first.
Would you draw now if I said you were using that as a kind of a self-protection? I don't think you mean anything by that.
I don't.
Nobody will try to draw with you.
The one I'm after will try to kill me tonight.
You know I've been wanting to ask you- now this ranch I'm going to inherit, well, suppose I'm raising cattle- what if the price drops? Shouldn't I raise well, chickens and pigs? You know, other things so all my eggs wouldn't be in one basket? You know what I think? What? You make a awful lot of noise with all that talk.
Yeah, you're right.
I get carried away.
You know, if I'm the one, you're wasting your time, Mr.
Jardin.
Nothing makes me mad.
Besides, I can't be.
I've got nothing to hide.
And there's not a soul on Earth who'd want me killed.
So you don't scare me.
I'll take Mr.
Favor's advice and leave my gun where it is.
Mr.
Favor, he's not after the farmer.
You Little Mary.
So you're a singer.
I always like to entertain my guests.
Sing.
Sing for us! That's not asking too much.
Leave her alone.
Why don't you leave her alone? Go on, Mary I said sing! All right, I'll say it.
I can't sing.
I can't sing a note.
But you said you were going to Tucson to the Babylon to be a singer.
Tell us, what are you running from? I am running.
Why do you have to shame me? So it is me.
Why, I don't know.
But here goes.
Sorry, boy.
Apologize to Mary.
Be sure it's loaded.
Executioner.
If you were a man you you could die in a gunfight.
You're not human.
No man could win them all.
You're not human.
Wrong, Miss Mary.
He's a killer an executioner but still just a man, and he can die like they all do.
Johnny, you know a man in Denver named Able Larkin? Yes, sir.
He doesn't want you to reach that 21st birthday.
He wants that ranch for himself.
Nobody knows who sends me.
Johnny, take Miss Mary out of the way.
Favor, the message from Larkin- where is it? I put it back.
You opened that bag.
You looked in it.
That's right.
Rowdy.
Put it back where it was.
Maybe you'd better just put it down and turn toward me.
Nobody's ever looked inside that before.
You're the first and the last.
Rowdy, open it.
I wouldn't.
Open it, Rowdy.
It's time Jardin took a look at what's inside.
I know what's inside.
Maybe not.
Let him see.
Look at it, Rowdy.
What do you see? A dark-haired girl.
The most beautiful I ever saw.
We'd only been married a year when she stood for that.
Throw it in the fire, Rowdy.
Show him, Rowdy.
I tell you, Mr.
Favor, I don't have to be shown.
Take out the doll.
She was five years old when she died.
She was a baby.
Throw it in the fire.
Why don't you ask what happened to my wife- my dark-haired wife? There's a piece of her hair in that bag.
Throw that on the fire, too.
Burn it, then everything's gone.
Pull it out of that bag.
Show it.
A lock of dark hair.
What happened to your wife, Jardin? What happened to your little daughter? What did they do that turned you killer? We've gone this far.
As far as you'll ever go.
So there's no reason for me not to tell you now, is there? What did they do to you that turned you killer? He came round the place looking for work- line rider, ditch rider, anything.
I let him stay, figured he was hungry.
I didn't know he was that hungry.
I came home late one afternoon.
Him, her and the baby gone.
Not even a note.
They didn't even leave a note.
That all, Jardin? AllYou think that's all? They didn't make ten miles before I caught up with them.
Not even ten miles before I All of them? Yeah, all of them.
What do you think? All three turned around to look at me as I caught up with them.
They were all three together.
Yeah, all of them.
You want to leave? You want to get away from us now? Not now.
One of us has to leave.
You or me? You.
The one who's always wanted to die.
Throw it in the fire, Rowdy.
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? 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!