Rawhide (1959) s04e12 Episode Script

Hyah! Rollin', rollin', rollin' Rollin', rollin', rollin' Keep movin', movin', movin' Though they're disapprovin' Keep them dogies movin' Rawhide Don't try to understand 'em Just rope and throw and brand 'em Soon we'll be living high and wide My heart's calculatin' My true love will be waitin' Be 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 Let 'em out, ride 'em in, ride 'em in, let 'em out Cut 'em out, ride 'em in - Rawhide - Rollin', rollin', rollin' Hyah! Mr.
Wishbone.
Mr.
Wishbone.
Mr.
Wishbone? Oh, stop it.
Mr.
Wishbone.
I showed you how to work that thing once.
I'm not gonna show you again.
Mr.
Wishbone.
Whatever it is, it's not worth aggravating me about.
What it is is Santa Claus.
It's what? I think Santa Claus is gonna come over and talk to us.
Santa Claus.
Yes, sir.
In the middle of August.
In the middle of Texas.
Well, that's what them bells are.
Howdy, sir.
Hello, son.
Howdy.
Howdy.
l I wonder if you gentlemen could give me a hand.
I'm I don't know.
I'm I believe I'm I'm lost.
Don't just sit there, ya numbskull.
Get down and help him.
Rub his wrists.
How do you figure he got so far south, Mr.
Wishbone? Ahh.
He isn't dead, is he? How do you feel? Oh, terrible.
Terrible.
You kinda scared us the way you keeled over like that.
Oh, me, too.
Too much sun.
I've been out looking for the wagon ever since breakfast.
You see, my my wife and my boy and and me we were on our way to New York Here.
Just Just sit down.
Look, I promised that I'd be right back, and they'll be worried.
Well, they'll be a dang sight more worried if I have to drag you in on a slab.
I like the way you state your problem there, brother.
Yeah, it's very persuasive.
You just lean back here and rest a minute now.
Thank you.
And he cooks good, too.
Cooks? With the Gil Favor drive.
I'm G.
W.
Wishbone, and that tower of wisdom is my cook's louse Mushy.
My name is Bateman.
Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mr.
Bateman.
The Gil Favor drive? That wouldn't be the cows that we kept hearin' all day yesterday? More'n likely.
We're camped up on the James about 4 miles.
We just been into to the domes to pick up some rock salt.
Is it a big herd? Well, 3,200 head and 25 drovers.
Take that thing off.
Did I scare you? Boy, Mr.
Bateman, this is a good one.
Do you think a 9-year-old would like that? Bound to.
That 9-year-old liked it.
I bought all these things back in El Paso.
You know, the those masks and trains and drums.
That's why I left the wagon.
I didn't want the boy to see me wrapping the toys.
And then I wanted to try on the costume, but I don't know.
I got kind of turned around.
Well, you're kind of rushing the season.
You got a good four months till Christmas.
I have, yes.
Well, what then? You mean, someone else hasn't.
The little fella, huh? The boy don't know it.
We just told him that Santa Claus sometimes drops in early on good boys.
Oh, we're gonna have a Christmas party tomorrow or maybe a day later.
You know, we're gonna put up a Christmas tree, and we'll hand out the presents, you know.
It'll only be the three of us, of course, but We found the boy in Mexico.
Danny.
No last name, no parents, you see? Mag and me we we never had any children, so we we just kind of all got together.
Was he all right, then? Well, he seemed to be, except for a little cough.
Now, we took him to the doctor.
The doctor said maybe six months or seven.
That was in January.
Oh, well, doctors can make mistakes, too.
No.
No, not this time.
Not this time, Mr.
Wishbone.
No.
Well, I guess I'll take off these clothes.
Now, that's north, you say? Oh, we'll drive you back, Mr.
Bateman.
Oh, no, no.
That You don't have to do that.
I know my way now.
Well, truth of the matter is I'd kind of like to meet the family.
You would? Well, I'd be very proud to have you meet 'em.
It wouldn't make the little fella nervous? Oh, no.
No, l I think it'll perk him up.
You see, Mr.
Wishbone, it's gets very dull just lying in bed and staring up at the sky.
Yeah.
Run, Mag.
I beat you.
Ten years ago, you wouldn't have.
Ten years ago, I wouldn't be here for a year yet.
That's what I mean.
Oh, Danny.
Oh! Mag, where were you ten years ago? Alaska.
- With Bateman? - Always with Bateman.
Now, can you imagine me without Bateman? What was he doing in Alaska? Selling lots in the Gobi desert to the Eskimos.
Bateman's going to teach me the business.
When I grow up, we're going to Brooklyn.
He says they're building a fine bridge down there.
- He's gonna teach me how to sell it.
- Ah, Bateman's a genius with bridges.
Once in '43, I remember Bateman sold the London Bridge twice in the same week to the same Scotsman.
Will I be that good someday? Well, that depends upon what you really want.
Wouldn't you rather go to school? Maybe learn a trade? Own a house? Did Bateman ever do those things? No.
I want to be like Bateman.
That's what Bateman wants, too.
That's what he's always wanted a boy to be just like him.
That's one thing I was never able to give.
Why not? Oh, maybe because we were waiting for a special boy to sit down by us in a park in Mexico.
So you could play the Christmas game? No.
So we could have somebody to love.
- Don't you like the Christmas Game? - Not much.
But Bateman says we're gonna earn a lot of money, and people's gonna give us presents.
I know, I know.
Hello! Hello! That's them.
Off you go.
You remember what Bateman told you now? Stay in bed, look frail.
Show me.
You're not supposed to laugh.
Whoa.
Mag.
She goes all to pieces.
Bateman.
Oh, Bateman, I thought the red Indians had got you.
No, no.
You can't lose the bad penny.
These men saved me.
- Is the boy awake? - Waiting for you.
Danny? Hello, Bateman.
How do you feel? Good.
That's my boy.
Well, he don't look too bad, does he? Well, he's probably thinking of the Christmas party.
You know, that that livens him up.
Yeah.
Well, l I, uh You'll stay for lunch, won't you? Mag.
No, we can't.
They're expectin' us back.
But, well, thanks a lot anyway.
Mr.
Bateman? Sir? You gotta let us help.
- Help? - The boy, the party.
Shh.
I know you'd like to keep it private, but it isn't fair, not to the boy.
Now, there's 25 drovers up there on the James that'd just turn themselves inside out for that youngster.
Please, Mr.
Bateman, we'd give him a party he'd remember for the rest of his I mean, I got just the right present for him.
What do you say, ma'am? Well You know, I think it would do the boy good, Mag.
It's only 4 miles away.
He could travel that far.
Then it's all settled.
Now, I'll go on ahead.
You just bundle him up and bring him out and let him get acquainted.
Now, you just follow my tracks north.
Hit it! Tired, Bateman? No.
No.
Well, everything turned out fine, didn't it? We oughta do real well with this one, Mag.
Real well.
What's the matter? Nothing.
Mag, tell me.
Well, did it have to be a Christmas game? Well, of course.
Christmas is special to people.
A man would have to be made out of rock not to give something away on Christmas.
Well, Christmas is special to me also.
Isn't it to you? But this really isn't Christmas.
Mag, you've never gotten syrupy over something like this before.
Why, you know we've made some of our biggest hauls on holidays.
People are softer then.
I guess it's because the boy's with us now.
Christmas ought to mean something to him, shouldn't it? Not a joke or a game.
It should bring a family closer together.
Well, there's no family closer than us.
And do you think that boy isn't gonna be happy getting all those presents? Oh, I didn't think cowboys had anything much to give anyway.
Well, they have cows.
I could tell them that we would take the boy to New York to see a specialist if we only had the money.
Mag, I'll bet we would get away from there with 20 or 30 head of cattle.
Then later on, when the boy's had more experience, why, we'll start working the towns.
And I'll save the money this time, Mag.
Yes.
Oh, I know you think I won't, but things are different now.
I have a son.
You know what he said today? He said, "I want to be just like Bateman when I grow up.
" Did he really say that? The very words.
Well, he'll be better than I ever was.
Why, with the things I'll teach him, why, he'll be the best in the business.
And did you ever see anyone quicker to learn, Mag? Never did.
I'll show him how to how to sell and how to deal.
- Bateman - Hmm? Do you think that's the right life for him? Why? Wasn't it the right life for you, Mag? - Yes, for me, but - Bateman, would you play pirates with me? Bateman? Bateman? There's no such person as Bateman.
My name is Captain Kidd! And aye, there's work to be done, mate.
I hear there's treasure to find on the James.
Go on, get in there.
Ha ha ha ha! - How's she running? - It runs pretty fast down the middle.
- Too strong for the beeves? - Won't knock 'em over.
But you be sure and get 'em across by sundown.
- If it rains, you'll be stuck here good.
- Right.
Clay, how long you figure you and me'll be gone? Well, if you've got the time, I'd like to show you the whole shortcut.
Take a day or two.
All right.
Once you're across, you keep movin' whether we're back or not.
Check.
- Hey Soos.
Hey Soos! - Si, Senor Boss? - What are you moonin' about? - Him.
Que magnifico.
Hey, that's a wild stallion you'll never get a saddle on, Hey Soos.
I know.
But I can look and dream.
As long as you wake up by the time that remuda hits that water.
I will, Senor Favor.
And take 'em across two at a time, slow and easy.
And just remember Hey, relax, will you? - We're gonna make out all right.
- I just don't want the herd stuck here.
Ain't enough grass to last 'em if that river floods.
They ain't gonna get stuck here.
What's the matter? Don't you trust me? Clay, let's go.
Quince? Yeah.
Play my hand.
Say, Mr.
Favor get away all right? Yeah, frettin' every inch of the way.
Better get the men on their feet.
We're gonna move out the herd.
- Right now? - Yeah.
Now's as good a time as any, isn't it? You're the boss.
Whoa! Put the salt in the supply wagon.
- Yes, sir.
- Where in creation have you been? I thought you got tied up with a widow woman or something.
- We got delayed.
- Hold it right there.
No use getting down unhitched.
We're moving 'em over.
- Over where? - Across the river.
Oh, no, we're not.
We can't.
What do you mean, "we can't"? Because I invited a guest for supper.
Well, that's swell.
You can feed him supper on the other side of the river.
Well, I'm not so sure he can make it across the river, and I'm mighty well sure that he shouldn't be breathing dust in his lungs.
Well, just who in the world is this guest? Well, it's a nine-year-old boy, and he's dyin'.
- Dyin'? - That's right.
Dyin'.
We run into this fella, Bateman, coming back from the domes.
It's his boy.
He and his wife were getting ready to throw him a Christmas party tomorrow or the next day.
So we asked 'em over here.
Yeah, well, I can understand how you feel, Wish, but But what? We can't hold up the whole herd just because you wanna throw a party.
Why not? It's his last Christmas.
- Don't you like kids? - That's got nothing to do with it.
Mr.
Favor wants this herd moved out.
There's no grass left around here.
Well, the herd isn't all gonna drop in just one day.
Yeah, if it starts raining or floods or something, we're gonna be in trouble.
Rain? In August? It can't rain.
Look, I don't wanna argue about it anymore.
I want this herd moved out right now! So get it movin'.
Howdy.
Howdy.
Thank you for inviting me to your Christmas party.
Now get it, son.
There's one thing about a bronc he wants to think that you know what you're doing at all times.
Don't be pussy-footing around with him.
Now, you be the boss.
Now, let's see you turn him here to the left.
Hey, that's fine.
That's mighty fine.
Mr.
Quince, how long does it take to be a cowboy? Oh, it takes a mighty long Oh, no, it don't take long, son.
You're a cowboy already, Danny.
You're in a cattle camp.
You're riding a horse.
Yeah.
Let's go gallop him.
Oh, no.
Hold up, son.
No, sir.
Let's just bring him here at the right, huh? That's fine.
Now you got it.
Attaboy.
Want me to show you how to play mumbly-peg? Oh, let me show him.
You're liable to cut his foot or something.
Now, hold on here.
Maybe he's had enough excitement for one day.
I don't feel tired, Bateman.
Oh, now, look here just a minute.
I would I would rather that he didn't overdo, you know.
He's not as strong as he looks.
Now you hear that? Now, move on out, all of you.
Come on.
Excuse me.
I was going to wait to give this to Danny later, but, well, he's a very lucky fellow, Saint Nicholas, and I thought maybe he'd be lucky for you, too, make you feel a little better, so See the smile? He's always happy because he is the patron saint of children, the first Santa Claus.
He does other things, too protects travelers, protects poor cowboys from being robbed.
Muchisimas gracias, senor.
Por nada, chico.
Buena suerte.
What was that last thing he said? I mean that very last thing.
Good luck.
They think I'm really sick.
That's part of the game.
Yes.
All part of the game.
Well, I guess I better circulate around a little, you know, and give them suggestions for presents.
Oh, Danny, when I come back, would you like to play pirate? All right.
All right.
Uh, Bateman? Yes.
Uh, instead of pirates, can we play trail drover? Trail drover? Well, if that's what you want, yes.
He's beautiful.
- Isn't he, senor? - Yeah.
Never have I seen a horse to compare.
Never.
Why don't you go after that? I couldn't, senor.
Oh, too fast? Too fast, too free, too dangerous.
Those hooves could cut a man to pieces.
Still, they could make a man rich.
- Is that so? - Oh, yes.
A breeder of fine racing horses would pay plenty for a stallion like that, if he could be caught.
But me I'm not a gambler.
Steers may be ugly and stupid, but at least they can be driven to market, and they bring a good price.
For the owners, yes.
These are brush cattle, senor.
In this case, we are the owners.
We each have a certain number of beeves and a stake in the rest.
Is that right? You know, that's funny, Hey Soos.
Danny and I were talking about it.
He wanted to know if I knew how the herd was divided, you know? - There's a fine boy, that Danny.
- Yeah.
I feel very sorry for you and your wife.
Oh, well, it's not all black, Hey Soos, you know? - No? - No, not yet.
No.
You see, there's a doctor in New York.
He's a specialist, you know? And, uh, he specializes only in cases like Danny's.
Oh.
Takes money to go to New York.
Yes, and I'm not a cattle owner, huh? Well, that's true, yes.
- Oh, Senor Bateman? - Hmm? Uh, it's funny, but I just got an idea.
- I don't know where it came from.
- Mm-hmm? Suppose each of us gave one steer to Danny for a Christmas present? - Oh, no, no, no.
- Uh That's outta the question.
No, no, no, Hey Soos.
- Oh, but, senor - No, no, we couldn't let you do that.
- No, no, no.
- Not even to save the boy's life? Well Well, Hey Soos, you you kind of put me in a very It's almost an impossible position here.
I'm a little embarrassed, you know? I really l I'll think about it, Hey Soos.
Mmm.
Hey Soos, what is going on? Oh, Senor McGann, come here.
I wanna tell you something.
There is a doctor in New York who can heal Danny.
Mag, the ball is rolling.
I've got a sneaky hunch that we are about to become cattle owners.
Good.
Danny? He ain't there.
He went for a walk.
For a walk? He wanted to go down by the river.
I said he could if he walked slow and maybe limped a little.
Why should he limp? He's supposed to have weak lungs.
I can't remember every tiny detail.
Besides, I had a headache.
And anyway, l All ri All right, Mag.
All right.
I'll find him.
Bateman, let him have his head a little.
You keep hemming him in, and he'll really get sick.
Oh Yep.
See, you gotta use a little more of a flick of the wrist, Dan.
Just, uh Just give it a little flick, and it goes right over here.
Hold your rope right down here, too, like this.
I did it! - Oh, hello, Mr.
Bateman.
- Hello.
Bateman, did you see that? Rowdy taught me.
That's quite an achievement.
Well, he probably would've picked it up himself.
I just helped speed it up a little.
Watch.
I'll do it again.
Wait.
You're even starting wrong there, son.
You see, when you do this thing, you gotta catch it like this.
Now when you throw it, of course, it goes Well, I haven't got time to go through this thing right now.
Say, you look a little tired.
Now go ahead.
Go back to the wagon.
- Bateman, can I stay a little longer? - No, you can't.
No.
- You need your rest.
- Yes, but You better do what he says, kid.
All right.
Bateman, when I grow up, can I be a cowboy like Rowdy? Go on.
Go on! Kinda makes you wonder what life's all about a fine boy like that getting sick.
Oh, it just happens.
Hasn't there been anything you can do about it, Mr.
Bateman? Not without robbing a bank.
Or learning to really use a lariat.
What do you mean? Oh, it was just a crazy notion.
I, uh Tell me.
Maybe I can help you out.
Well, I saw a wild stallion on the mesa.
Yeah? Hey Soos says that he'd bring a fortune, if he could be caught.
Yeah.
Yeah.
What do you mean, if? Oh, well, just forget all about it.
Just forget it.
- Forget it why? - Well, because I've changed my mind.
And besides, that is very dangerous, so just forget it.
Sure.
Maybe the kid dies, and I could've saved him maybe.
Wait a minute, Mr.
Yates.
I'll be back before dark, Mr.
Bateman, with probably the biggest, meanest-looking Christmas present you ever laid your eyes on.
Mr.
Yates! Mr.
Yates.
Well, well.
That's the worst storm I ever seen.
Whew.
I told you not to go out.
Oh, look at you.
Well, somebody had to help Hey Soos with the horses.
Somebody, not a 70-year-old fool.
You get them boots off and dry your feet.
How's the boy? He's got a little fever.
That's all I need the both of you to come down with colds.
The sea is running high and nasty tonight, pirate.
Is Rowdy back? No, not yet.
Bateman, where do you suppose he went? Mr.
Quince was asking Now how would I know? Off on some wild goose chase, I suppose.
Oh, he'll be all right.
Probably sitting under a tree right now just waiting for the rain to stop.
Danny, how are you and the good saint hittin' it off? Fine.
He's a quiet sort of character, ain't he? We talk some.
Oh, do you? What about? Dying.
About what? Dying.
He says somebody's going to die.
Where would he ever get a thought like that in his mind? I can't imagine.
Especially after your arranging a Christmas party tomorrow night.
Oh, well, he knows that's just a game.
He's only 9.
Maybe he doesn't know.
Danny, you understand that this is just a game we're playing? A joke.
You aren't really sick.
He says it doesn't hurt, Bateman.
That's not the point! Bateman, you'll scare him to death if you yell like that.
Oh, all right.
Well, we'll we'll talk it over in the morning.
Go to sleep.
Oh, it'll be all right.
It'll be all right.
It just shows he has a good imagination.
- That'll help him.
- Help him to lie? To steal? What's got into you lately, Mag? Oh, Bateman, what do you say we retire after this job? And live on what, love? Mag, when we found Danny, we took on responsibilities.
That's exactly what I mean.
Oh, Bateman, he isn't like us.
Can't you see it? There's something innocent in him.
Well, he he's my son, and whatever I do is for his sake.
Sure, Bateman.
What's that? It's a coyote.
It stopped raining.
It's time to hunt whatever's helpless.
Mr.
Yates get back? Only his horse, without a saddle.
I am afraid something happened to him.
I think I know where he is.
Yes? He went after the stallion.
Dios mio.
I must try to find him.
Hey Soos, I'd I'd be much obliged if you'd lend me a horse.
We will go together, senor.
Anything down the draw? Only this Senor Rowdy's lariat.
Well, what does it mean? I found it lying on the ground.
I think Senor Rowdy roped the stallion.
Maybe we found the saddle because the wild horse tore it loose.
I'm not sure, but I think the stallion shook this loose.
I pray to God he did not trample Senor Rowdy down.
Whew.
Hey Soos, look.
Is that Rowdy's hat? I think so.
It is Senor Rowdy's hat.
It's a coyote.
It's dead.
Senor Rowdy! Dead? No.
He must've waited till the coyote was almost on him before he shot.
Maybe Senor Wishbone can do something.
I better take him back to the camp.
Oh, senor, there is a town to the west, maybe 15 miles.
He will need a doctor.
I'll find one.
How about the river? Is it flooded? It flooded.
Oh.
When'd you When'd you get back? About ten minutes ago.
I'm sorry, boss.
How is he? Oh, it feels like everything in there's busted.
Good.
Good.
Rowdy! Hi, Danny.
l I had this wild stallion, uh, all roped and caught for you.
He tore the saddle clean off, got away.
Where's Bateman? He has gone for a doctor, senora.
Looks like I kinda spoiled the party.
No.
You're back.
Look at the tree.
Yeah, Dan, that's a humdinger.
Just no end to the bright ideas this outfit can come up with.
Now, boss, I know how you feel, but it isn't Rowdy's fault we didn't move over.
It's more mine.
It was my idea to have the party here.
- For the dying boy.
- Yeah, that's right.
Tell me, you never hear of the Spanish prisoner dodge? Yeah.
A con game, isn't it? - The pigeon drop? - Con game.
How about, uh, the dying boy? Mr.
Favor! - The Batemans are not like that! - Bah! Mr.
Favor, you're all wrong.
Why, you're just sore because the herd's stuck here a couple of days.
What's more important, a cow or a boy? Besides, what's wrong with Christmas in August? Every man in this crew's feeling better for it.
They oughta have Christmas every August.
Every month.
Oh, there's the doctor.
You oughta be ashamed of yourself.
Oh, I am.
Tall fellow's the trail boss, Mr.
Favor.
He just got back.
He doesn't like the idea of the party.
I think maybe we're in trouble, Bateman.
Does that hurt? Yep.
- That hurt, too? - Yeah, it does.
Move your hand and feet.
Uh-huh.
Well, your spine's all right.
Three or four busted ribs and a few bad bruises, but I guess you'll live.
Anything I can do? Keep his chest wrapped tight.
No riding for a while.
Oh, and one thing more, Doctor.
While you're here, I wish you'd take a look at our young friend here.
Oh, there's no need for that, Doctor.
Thank you very much, Wishbone.
That is perfectly all right.
Oh, yes, Mr.
Bateman.
Let the doctor look at him.
Why, who knows? Maybe there's been a miracle and the boy's well now, huh? Well, where can I take him? Mag It's all right, Danny.
I'll be with you.
Our tent is over here, Doctor.
All right.
Well, I just would like to ask Now you'll see.
Yeah.
Now we'll all see.
They're taking quite a while in there, ain't they? Worried, Bateman? Well, Doc, how's the boy? He's sound as a dollar.
Just like I said, a miracle.
I better tell the men the good news.
But your wife, Mr.
Bateman Your wife What about my wife? Well, she had a dizzy spell.
I thought I'd better look her over, too.
Well? How long has she complained about these pains in her chest? Oh, she never complains.
Mag ain't the complaining type, you know? She Wait a minute.
Yes.
It started about, uh, six or seven months ago.
I remember because it was the day before we found Danny.
Her left arm been hurtin' her? Well, some.
Yeah, when she sews, you know? "Some"? Must have hurt more than "some.
" Why? Mr.
Bateman, I don't know how to tell you this, but your wife is She has a very bad heart.
Well, I'll I'll see that she takes good care of herself, Doctor.
I mean, it's extremely serious.
How long? Oh, it's hard to tell for sure.
Well, a couple of years? Well, months? Tell me.
One month? Two months? At the most.
Did you tell her? No.
No.
Just think of it.
It was her Christmas party all the time, and none of us knew it.
Well, one last Christmas party.
- Bateman, what - Yes, Mag? I suppose the doctor told you that Danny was all right? Yeah, he told us.
Are you going to send us all to jail? Oh, no need.
There was no harm done.
Well, that's very kind, Mr.
Favor.
Well, that's very kind.
- We'll leave right now.
- Uh, ma'am? Yes, Mr.
Favor? - Uh, about the party - Oh, forget that.
Well, the men the men have been looking forward to it.
They could use a break.
Look, why don't you go ahead with it for their sake? Well, all right, if you like.
Thank you, Mr.
Favor.
Thanks.
Ohhh O come all ye faithful Joyful and triumphant O come ye, o come ye, to Bethlehem Come and behold Him Born the King of Angels O come let us adore Him O come let us adore Him O come let us adore Him Christ the Lord Well, come on, come on.
Ho ho ho! Whoa, whoa! Oh, Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas, everybody.
Merry Christmas.
Is there a little fella around here named Danny? Now, here's a little present for you.
A nice present.
That's from Mushy.
Oh, don't give him that one first, Santy Claus.
It ain't nothin'.
I wonder what it is.
Ooh.
It ain't nothin'.
Anybody can take 'em apart.
Show me, Mushy.
Well Well, I'll be jiggered.
Mr.
Favor, this is the most wonderful Christmas I've ever had.
Oh, I'm glad, ma'am.
But I'm worried about all your steers caught over here.
Oh, if we need to, we'll bring feed in to 'em.
- Don't your worry about it.
- Oh, nice.
- I want to thank you again.
- Here's another present for Danny.
You understand that we won't take the steers that were offered.
But if the boy could keep the other presents Oh, sure.
Of course he can.
You feeling all right, Mrs.
Bateman? Oh, a little tired.
I think I'll just lie down for a while.
Here's another present for you.
Now, that's from Mr.
Quince.
The Hey Soos, will you take over for me? Si, Santa Claus.
This one is from Senor Wishbone.
Mag, everything all right? Everything's perfect.
Bateman, this is the best Christmas of all.
Oh, what a lucky woman I am.
What a wonderful life you've given me.
Remember Singapore? Remember Vienna? The Emperor's Ball? You were the loveliest girl there.
You were the handsomest man.
Oh, such beautiful years.
So exciting.
But I still wonder if they'd be right for Danny.
They wouldn't.
Yeah, that's right, Mag.
You saw right to the heart of the thing.
You knew all the time that I wasn't thinking of him but just of myself.
And Christmas is no time to be selfish, is it? Bateman, are we going to retire? We sure are.
There's a little town.
It isn't far from here.
I asked the doctor if he could use an assistant you know, someone to help around the office and he said yes.
So we'll put Danny in school, and we'll raise him to be a fine man.
- All is calm - Thank you.
- All is bright - Listen.
Round yon virgin Mother and child - Holy infant - Mag? - Yes? - So tender and mild Merry Christmas, Mag.
- Sleep in heavenly - Merry Christmas.
Peace Sleep in heavenly peace Head 'em up! Move 'em out! Rollin', rollin', rollin' Rollin', rollin', rollin' Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' Though the streams are swollen Keep them dogies rollin' Rawhide Through rain and wind and weather Hell-bent for leather Wishin' my gal was by my side All the things I'm missin' Good vittles, love, and kissin' Are waiting at the end of my ride Move 'em on, head 'em up, head 'em up, move 'em on Move 'em on, head 'em up Rawhide Count 'em out, ride 'em in, ride 'em in, let 'em out Count 'em out, ride 'em in Rawhide Rollin', rollin', rollin' Rollin', rollin', rollin' - Hyah! - Rollin' rollin', rollin' Hyah! Rawhide - Hyah! - Rollin', rollin', rollin' Hyah!