Rawhide (1959) s04e29 Episode Script

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' - Rollin', rollin', rollin' - Hyahl Would you mind tellin' me what you're doin'? I'm breathin' the fresh air of Kansas.
It sure is a lot fresher than Texas, Mr.
Wishbone.
So you finally found out we're in Kansas? They just told me.
It sure is a surprise what a change it makes.
Isn't it? Especially since we've been in Kansas for the last five days.
We have? You could knock me over with a feather, Mr.
Wishbone.
I won't need a feather.
Now get down there and wash those pots like I told you.
Yes, sir.
Have you looked at the herd lately? Yeah, have I looked at Every minute of every day.
You notice you can count the ribs on them? I don't need to count their ribs.
I know how many ribs a steer's got without countin'.
There's a Chicago buyer in Abilene.
The price he'd give us for lean beef wouldn't be worth the trouble we've had takin' them north.
Well, I'll tell you.
I don't know I can stand any delay.
I'm sure gettin' homesick.
Abilene your home? No, no.
It's a large city, though, with a large population.
I figure half that population's women, and half those women will probably be young women, and half of those young women will be pretty women.
- Well, let's see - Better than home.
Half young and half pretty for another week, maybe.
Well, what happens if this buyer don't want to wait a week? It's part of the gamble, but not too much of a one.
We've all got shares in the herd.
And the more we can sell it for, the better the shares are.
It means a few days on the trail, a they'll be easy days, sittin' around and watchin' the cattle grow.
A herd about the same size as ours about three, five days back, depending on how fast they go.
Well? How fast are they traveling? Right now they ain't.
Well, they restin' their herd? They're restin' their drovers.
Well, they sick? No.
It's just that none of 'em are much younger than Wishbone here.
And what's wrong with that? Nothin' if you ain't interested in gettin' your beeves to market in a hurry.
They're just wore out.
All right, we'll graze the herd.
Pass the word.
And what happens if this herd starts movin'? Well, then we'll move.
Who's their trail boss? Hmm.
Jasper by the name of Ben Wade.
Seems pretty old for a trail boss, too.
Who owns the herd? A bunch of small ranchers near San Antonio.
It's a funny thing.
I wasn't jokin' about their drovers bein' ancient, like Wishbone here.
They ain't gonna find much of a market when they get to Abilene.
From what I saw, they're lucky to make it to market at all.
I really don't understand that.
A good trail boss wouldn't go out with a crew like that.
Maybe he isn't a good trail boss anymore.
Empty the dishpan, clean it up, Saxton, and you can call it a day.
You don't mind, Mrs.
Wade, if I use the water first? - Dishwater? It's dirty and greasy.
- But it's still got heat in it.
I'd like to soak my poor tired feet.
Oh, not in the dishpan, ma'am.
In my own bucket.
Bein' cook's louse to a lady's no mean chore, ma'am.
No man-cook on a trail drive ever wore me down so quick.
Maybe when you worked for them, you were a little younger.
How old does a man have to be before your husband hires him? You're not 45 or 50.
Your husband didn't hire me.
Mr.
Holt, I don't think you'd make a very good drover.
Is that what you want? A good drover? The men my husband hired may be old, Charles, but they're not blind.
I'm beginning to appreciate Ben Wade's jealousy.
Does that mean when you and I go off together, you're gonna be just as jealous as Ben? I'm not twice your age.
I'm beginning to wonder if he'll ever get that herd to Abilene.
What difference does it make, a few days more or less? We can wait a little longer.
Helen, you're a very beautiful woman and very desirable, but sometimes you're a fool.
Oh? If we don't get that herd to Abilene in time, there won't be any buyers.
No buyers means there won't be any money.
No tickets to the great cities of the east.
No pretty dresses or imported perfumes or fine wines.
I want you to have them all.
You can share the wine with me, at least.
Now you're the one who's forgetting about the men with the eyes.
You look worried, Ben.
I am.
You should be.
When are you going to get this drive started? My men are tired.
You should have hired younger men, Mr.
Wade.
When I want your advice, Mr.
Holt, I'll ask for it.
I'm the trail boss.
Sure.
But I represent the people whose cattle you're driving to market.
Or let me put it this way.
I represent the people whose cattle you're supposed to be driving to market.
I'll get the herd to Abilene.
When? This year or next? Maybe I ain't been pushin' the herd as fast as someone else might have.
Don't make no difference, though.
Not much difference? We started before the herd ahead of us.
We could have been in Abilene before now if you hadn't, uh There's something you're not telling us.
Oh, I'll tell you, all right.
Reagan and I spotted a pair of our beeves with Texas tick.
The tick? Are you sure? It's Texas tick, Mr.
Holt.
There's no question about it.
Only a couple of cattle? Only two so far.
We've cut them off from the herd.
That doesn't mean the whole herd's infected.
We're over the Kansas border, Mr.
Holt.
A couple of more days and we'll be inspected.
When they find those cattle, the rest of the herd will be held up about for a week or two, maybe all winter.
Depends on the kind of tick they got.
So maybe you were righter than you thought when you said this year or next.
You can kill those cattle, bury them, and keep your mouth shut.
Maybe you could, Mr.
Holt.
Not me.
Why not? You want to see all those people who trusted you with their cattle wiped out? Do you know what's going to happen to the ranch owner who you're supposed to be working for if they're not paid for their beef? All of those people are friends of mine.
I know what this will mean to them.
I know something else, though, because they are my friends.
What? They wouldn't want the money I'd get for selling diseased cattle.
You're not giving them a chance to decide for themselves.
No.
No I ain't.
Not them, not you.
If every one of them was to come to me and say "Ben Wade, bury that cattle, cheat the inspection, get the money," - I wouldn't do it.
- Because you're so noble? No.
Because I'm a trail boss.
And you think that makes you something special? Yes, Mr.
Holt.
I think it does.
Get me some grub, Helen.
You're his ramrod.
Uh-huh.
Can't you talk to him? And make him do something he thinks a good trail boss wouldn't do? You'd have to kill him first.
All right, time for you men to relieve.
Pretty dresses, imported perfume, all spoiled.
Mm, not yet.
The cattle are diseased.
Ben won't let you kill them.
No.
But I might give them away.
To the herd up ahead.
They wouldn't want cattle with the tick.
That would hold them up.
Mm-hmm.
If they knew it.
Night guard, I'm moving to the other side of the herd.
Better get going.
That herd up ahead is stationary, but they might decide to start moving.
You're going to have to drive those two steers pretty hard.
Suppose Mr.
Wade starts yelling for his ramrod before I get back? He'll get hoarse.
What're you planning to do with those beeves, Reagan? Well, they're sick.
Mr.
Holt and me thought we'd Take 'em out somewhere and kill 'em? You already gave orders about that, Mr.
Wade.
Get away from those beeves, Reagan.
Maybe you ought to reconsider.
Even if you'd got rid of them, I'd have told the inspector there was a possibility of Texas tick in the herd.
He's gonna have a sore skull when he comes to, Mr.
Holt.
But he's gonna come to.
Reagan.
Those cattle.
Stampede them.
Stampede them so they run over over him.
I'm a cattle man, Mr.
Holt.
I don't stampede beeves.
You still want me to drive those two to the herd up ahead? What good'll it do if Wade's alive? Hyah, cattle! Hyah, cattle! Hyah! Hyah! Hyah! Hyah, cattle! Hyah! Hah! Hyah! He's alive, but not for long.
You better get his wife.
- But - I'm movin' the steers like we agreed.
Yeah.
That's a good idea.
What was the price you were payin' me? - Two hundred dollars.
- It's a thousand now.
I haven't got that much.
How much you got? We'll discuss that when you get back.
I'm not comin' back.
I'll count this later.
Oh, Ben.
Ben.
Don't try to talk.
We'll get a doctor to you somehow.
Never mind doctor.
Trail boss.
What do you mean, Ben? Trail boss up ahead.
Get him.
What for? Ask him to take my herd.
I don't even know who he is.
A different He's a trail Ahh I know him.
A man named Favor.
I know you have your own herd, Mr.
Favor.
So did my husband, until last night.
Well, I'm sorry about that.
I'm asking for more than sorrow.
You're asking me to take over your husband's job as well as my own.
It's what Ben would have done.
I don't know much about cattle drives or trail bosses, except that my husband was a trail boss.
His dying words were not about me or himself.
They were about his herd.
His herd and you, Mr.
Favor.
What about your ramrod? The ramrod quit.
Right after Mr.
Wade died, he took off.
Didn't want to take on the responsibility, I guess.
Mrs.
Wade, it's very important which herd reaches Abilene first.
Yours is ahead of ours.
I'm afraid it's gonna have to stay there.
Ben wouldn't want you to do anything he couldn't do himself if he'd lived.
Mr.
Favor, finish his job for him.
All right, Mrs.
Wade.
I'll take your husband's herd into Abilene.
I wish Ben could have known that before I think he did know, feeling the way he did about trail bosses.
One thing more.
Yeah, what's that? We could use a cook.
Mrs.
Wade's been doing most of the cooking, but under the circumstances Oh, yeah.
I'll see what I can do.
Thank you, Mr.
Favor.
Look, I don't want to criticize on this Then don't.
We got to get this herd into Abilene before theirs.
You could have told her that you couldn't handle two herds.
The only man I could tell that to was Ben Wade.
Yeah, but he's dead.
So I can't tell it to him.
But you didn't even know him.
He was a trail boss who died trying to get his herd to market.
That's all I need to know.
You think you owe him something just because of that? I do.
What? Well, if you ever seen a drover being jumped in a saloon, without wadin' in? All right.
Besides which, Rowdy, you're being kind of foolish.
Yeah.
Because if Mr.
Favor's the boss of both herds, don't you think he's going to make sure ours gets in first? If that other herd needs grazing, I'll graze 'em.
If they need movin', I'll move 'em.
And beat us into Abilene? Teddy, that other herd is three days behind ours.
It has come up the same trail as ours has.
Their cattle is in exactly the same condition as ours is.
Now, can you give me one reason in the world why their herd should beat ours into Abilene? I think what Teddy meant is you can't tell what's gonna turn up on the trail.
Now, if somethin' was to happen There's one thing, Quince.
I'm still boss of this outfit, and I'm gonna be doing everything I can to see that nothing does happen.
I'll need a new ramrod for that outfit.
Clay? You've got yourself a ramrod, boss.
Mr.
Wishbone says that breakfast has been ready for ten minutes.
And the men that don't want it, the beeves mighty well will.
Mushy, how'd you like to be a cook for another outfit? - Me? - You.
All by myself? Mr.
Favor, I want to live.
I thought I told you to Uh, Wishbone, there's been a slight change.
Mushy's going to cook for that other herd that's back on the trail a bit.
- Mushy? - Mushy.
Well, you can stop worryin' about that other herd passing us up.
Mushy's cooking will take care of that.
Clay, you and Mushy pick up your horses.
And would you get mine? We'll get over to the other outfit right away.
Look, suppose when you get over to that other outfit they're all ready to go, ready to move right out? Then I'll move 'em out.
Just leave us sitting here grazin'? Well, if one herd moves, I should think the other one would move.
It'll be up to you to see that you stay three days ahead.
Mr.
Favor.
- You Mr.
Favor? - Howdy.
Sheriff Blake.
This is Smithers, my deputy.
Howdy.
That's Dr.
Miller.
County veterinarian.
Howdy, Favor.
Well, is there anything wrong? That's what we're here to find out.
Mr.
Favor, you brought your herd up from Texas, didn't you? We brought them up from Texas.
You came up the Chisholm? You took the west fork approach to the Kansas border? Anything wrong with that? We got reports of tick in that area.
None of our herd is diseased.
Doctor Miller's gonna make sure of that.
That could hold us up for a day or two.
If your cattle have got Texas tick, Mr.
Favor, you could be held up a lot longer than that.
The sooner you line up your cattle, the quicker the doc can do his job.
All right, get the men moving.
We'll funnel the herd through the through the north end of the valley.
Right.
Say, uh, do you inspect every herd that comes up into Kansas? Only when we get reports of tick.
Oh.
And how'd you get the report about this one? From the local ranchers.
Local ranchers who maybe want to get their cattle to market before we get our herd in town, huh? Rowdy.
By the way, there's a herd that's right behind us.
You'd better inspect them, too.
Well, they took the east fork, Mr.
Favor.
You know as well as I do tick can be anyplace.
And you know as well as I do I haven't got men enough to check every herd comin' through.
What are you standing around for? I want everybody up there getting the cattle ready for inspection.
I was just thinkin', Mr.
Favor.
You can't lose either way, can you? He's thinkin' pretty much the same thing we all are.
The way your men are movin' the cattle, we ought to be out of here in less than a day's time.
I have good men.
Good enough to spot tick if there was any around.
Good enough, maybe, so as they'd keep their mouths shut about it? Hey, boys, cut out those two steers.
The black and the lineback.
That's Texas tick, Mr.
Favor.
First sign of tick we've had.
Maybe you weren't looking for it.
This ain't our first drive.
We never brought diseased cattle to market.
I know that's true, Mr.
Favor, but you can't take any of these cattle into Abilene until they've every one been inspected.
Yeah.
All right, go ahead.
We can't just run 'em through, now that we know there's tick in the herd.
You graze 'em, the doc will go through them all, - one by one.
- That would take more than a week.
It's gonna take just as long as it has to.
You sure spotted those steers quick enough.
Because they were showing obvious symptoms, Mr.
Favor.
It's more difficult, more time consuming, to make sure that none of the cattle are showing preliminary symptoms of infection or infestation.
Suppose they are.
Well, in that event, I'd have to quarantine the herd over the winter.
Now, during the course of that time, the tick would die off.
Just what are they gonna eat when the snow covers the ground? Well, I'm sorry, but it's not my concern.
- Come on.
- Uhh He's only doing his job.
Yeah, I got a job to do, too, getting that beef to market.
Those steers got the tick, all right, Mr.
Favor.
Thing is, I don't recognize that brand.
Hey.
They ain't our steers.
I'm gonna go tell that Sheriff You'll stay here and keep the herd ready for inspection.
But if them steers got off brands How many strays and scrubs do you figure we picked up since we come north from Texas? We picked up a lot of them, but everybody picks up strays.
Then the brand on 'em don't mean a thing in that case, huh? You're just tryin' to find a reason for holdin' us up, ain't you? You know, if we have to wait around here a week, that other herd is gonna go right by us into Abilene.
Oh, I forgot.
You're boss of that other herd, too, ain't you? That's right.
Maybe it don't make no difference which herd gets there first.
Maybe you have a little bit better deal with that other herd.
I got no deal with that other herd at all.
Sounds real careless of you.
Now hold on.
Let's not lose our temper.
Look, Mr.
Favor, all we want to know, you're not gonna let this herd pass ours, are you? I'm gonna move that herd when I think it's right to move that other herd.
They're gonna wonder whether we're ever gonna show up.
You picked the right man for the other ramrod, too.
I'd ask you to explain that if I was interested in listening to your explanation.
Last man to join the herd.
First one to leave it.
I'll get back soon as I can.
Don't hurry.
We ain't gonna go no place.
I'm sorry we're late.
We ran into a little trouble.
- Nothing serious, I hope.
- I don't know yet.
All you missed was the burial.
Clay, get in there and check the herd.
What for? The condition they're in.
If they're ready to move.
They're ready to move.
I'm the owner's representative, Mr.
Favor.
You can take my word for it.
If you don't mind, I'd just as soon take my own man's word for it.
- Get moving, Clay.
- Let's go.
Come on.
Mushy, you better take a look at that chuckwagon and see if you need any provisions.
Sure thing, Mr.
Favor.
Somethin' wrong, Mr.
Mushy? This plate.
How many times have I told you to wash 'em so clean and shinin' I can see my face in 'em? What do you wanna do that for? I mean, that plate looks pretty clean.
Then what's that? That's your thumb mark, Mr.
Mushy.
Drovers are waitin' for their food.
Ain't I ever told you nothin's supposed to hold 'em up? Have you? I mighty well have.
Come and get it before the beeves get it.
Boss.
Boss, those beeves are so healthy, it's a shame.
They ready to be moved? Ready, willing, and anxious.
That herd hasn't been pushed very hard on this trail.
No, I guess it wasn't.
With those beeves in the condition they're in, we could probably pass our herd inside of a week, probably beat 'em to Abilene.
Yeah.
Send a couple of drovers on ahead.
Have 'em pick up a vet and bring him back here.
What for? Herd inspection.
If he gives it a clean bill of health, it could save a lot of time.
Time in which to ruin your own crew.
I've got two herds, Mr.
Forrester.
Guess I'll just have to do the best I can for both of them.
All right, I'll send the drovers out.
Is the herd moving out in the morning? Yeah, it'll be moving out in the morning.
Where is he going? Back to the herd up ahead.
He should be here.
There are no problems here, Mr.
Holt.
You heard the man.
We're moving out early in the morning.
I'm sending a couple of drovers up ahead to pick up a vet to get our tick inspection over quick.
That's great.
When we pass the other herd, we'll wave to 'em.
Wave to them? Not me.
They'll be so mad, they The idea was to pass them, Mr.
Forrester.
Our new trail boss is doing very well.
In view of the fact that the herd up ahead is being detained for tick inspection, it's very probable that we'll beat them to Abilene.
Doesn't Mr.
Favor know that? Of course he does.
You don't think he'd let that happen.
Oh, I think so.
You see, he has the misfortune of being an honest man.
Better stop that scratchin', Scarlet.
The sheriff's liable to have the doc examine you for ticks.
You know, it's a funny thing.
We combed that herd from one end to the other.
Found only two steers with tick, toting a brand I'd never seen before.
Yeah, well, our boss had a explanation for that.
Well, the boss has got his explanation, but I got one of my own.
Like what? Supposing somebody wanted to slow us up, one herd pass the other.
All a man has to do is cut out two sick steers and salt the herd.
Yeah, I never thought about that.
Yeah, well, who do you think would want to do a thing like that, Jim? I don't know.
If that trail boss behind us hadn't been trampled to death by his own steers, I'd have been able to think of an answer.
But then again, I guess it's no use accusin' a dead trail boss of doin' anything.
Yeah, except that herd don't have a dead trail boss.
They've got a real live one.
Señor Rowdy, you don't think Señor Favor would I don't know what Señor Favor would or wouldn't do.
All I know is we've been here three days, and the way that doc's movin' about examinin' the herd, we're liable to be here a week or more.
In the meantime, what's that other herd doing? What are you doing with your doctor's kit? Just getting ready for any emergency.
What kind of emergency do you have in mind? Mushy's been over there cookin' for that outfit for several days now.
Any time now I'm expecting one or more of them to come down with a real good bellyache.
- Uh, boss.
- Hmm? Now, I'm not as hot-headed as Rowdy or as empty-headed as Teddy or as pig-headed as Quince What's on your mind, Wish? Well, you know, some of those jaspers don't have a brain in their head.
And what with us being stuck here and them not knowing what's happenin' to that other herd, well, some of them think maybe you're pushin' that herd deliberate to get to Abilene ahead of us.
What do you think? Well, I sure don't think anything like that.
But you'd like it if I told you you you were right, huh? Well, it wouldn't displease me if you was to tell me I'm right.
Well, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to push that herd ahead, just like I normally would.
Well, some of them even say you're doin' it because you got a better deal with them than you got with us.
Well Look, Sheriff, my men don't like to break the law, but they're getting restless, thinking about all the months they spent on the trail getting here.
They're thinking they might lose all that time and work if they're held up here any longer.
Breaking the law wouldn't help any.
The herd would be impounded long before they reached Abilene.
Your other herd seems to be doin' all right.
Ain't my herd, it's Ben Wade's.
All I can say, Mr.
Favor, is that the other outfit's luckier than you are.
You're taking all this pretty calm.
So far, only those first two steers you found have the tick.
They were destroyed.
And they were carrying brands we didn't bring up from San Anton' with us.
Yeah.
You sure you don't own any of the beef in Ben Wade's herd? If I did, would I tell you? If you did, I'd better not find out, or there wouldn't be a law office big enough for you to hide in.
I'll remember that.
Wade's herd.
Get hold of the rest of the men, will you? When they see this, they might want to do somethin' about it.
I sure will, Rowdy.
Where's Mr.
Favor? He's kicking them along back there, riding drag.
Good.
Giddyup.
Stay in your saddles, boys.
It looks like they mean business.
Yeah.
I'll take care of 'em.
Uh, stop that herd, will you? You come to see how a herd ought to be pushed, Rowdy? I come to tell you this one's moving a little too fast, Clay.
Oh, well, the beeves don't seem to mind.
Well, that could be misleadin'.
You see, if these beeves out here, if they don't rest maybe seven, ten days, they're liable to stampede on you.
That right, Quince? You better believe that's right.
You know, the more I think of it, the more I think they're gettin' ready to stampede right now.
I want to thank you for coming and warning me.
Now if they do stampede, I'll call on you for help.
You'll get help, Clay.
Just make sure them cattle rest, huh? You work for the same trail boss I do.
He order you to stampede this herd if I don't hold 'em up? You go find him, Clay, and when you find him, you ask him that.
In fact, here he comes right now.
Come on.
I don't hold with stampedin' any herd.
Look, Wishbone, you know they double-crossed us.
Sure I do.
We got to find some other way.
You've got another way? Oh, I Stampedin' a herd isn't going to help anybody.
What are you men doin' here? Watchin' a herd go to Abilene.
Clay, the herd looks like it's gettin' a little restless.
Get them moving.
Get it moving, boy! I owe you somethin', Rowdy.
And I'm gonna see that you get it back.
You do that.
Boss, the reason we came down here, we were fixing to stampede that herd.
Drovers don't stampede a herd, long as I'm boss.
Any herd.
Well, bosses don't double-cross their crews, either.
But then maybe we're both wrong.
Get back to your own herd.
I heard a shot when I was comin' up.
Yeah, that was me.
I had to stop 'em from spookin' that herd.
You don't know by now that a shot can stampede a herd as quick as anythin' else? That's Abilene right up ahead there.
My ramrod will take you the rest of the way in.
Mr.
Favor, you've been as good as your word.
As soon as the cattle are sold, I'll deposit your share of the profits in the Cattlemen's Association.
I've got no share in this herd.
Ben Wade's share will go to his wife.
But if it hadn't been for you, we'd never have gotten to Abilene.
I didn't take this job for money, ma'am.
I suppose Ben would have said that, too.
You will let me thank you, though, won't you? Uh, Clay! Hmm? Only take you a couple of days get them into loadin' pens at Abilene.
Soon as you finish, you and Mushy come on back, join up with the herd.
You goin' back now? Yeah.
I'll get it movin' as fast as we can.
Mr.
Favor.
There's something else you've done for me.
You've made me realize what a good man my husband was.
Goodbye, ma'am.
Coffee tastes worse every day.
Got a bitter taste, ain't it, Rowdy? Bein' double-crossed puts a taste like that in a man's mouth.
Yeah.
If I was only sure.
What do you need, Quince, a map? Hey, well, here comes somebody who might just be able to draw one for you.
Well, I talked to the sheriff comin' in.
Did you? Yeah, he expects to be through by mornin', so in the morning, we start hard pushin' them out.
That's great, Mr.
Favor.
That's really swell.
And the, uh, Wade herd boss? They ought to be in Abilene by now.
Well, that's all I was waitin' to hear.
What do we want to What did you say? Hard push them out for? Well, we might find another buyer in Abilene.
Of course, we'll have to take a little beatin' on the price.
You mean we'd all have to take a beatin' on the price.
You already got your share.
- Rowdy! - Don't waste your time, boss.
We made up our minds before you ever rode in here.
The drover ain't been born would ride with a no-good double-crossin' trail boss like you.
Nor fights with him, either.
You goin' with them, Wish? I don't see much reason for me to hang around, without nobody to cook for.
That's right.
Ain't much reason for you to hang around.
Mr.
Favor.
Hmm.
Yeah.
I got good news for you.
Mm? Doc Miller finished up sooner than he expected.
Your herd's clean.
You can start moving out any time you want to.
Well, thanks.
I didn't see any of your men around.
Oh, they quit.
What's gonna happen with the herd? They'll stay put for a day or two, as long as the grazing lasts, and they'll get restless and start wandering off.
I'm ridin' to Abilene tonight.
Maybe I can round up some drovers for you.
Drovers in Abilene this late in the season? Most of them have gone home or headed back south.
The only ones you'd find now are too drunk to walk.
Well, I won't promise anything, but I'll do what I can.
Yeah, you do what you can.
Come in.
So the, uh, desk clerk send the tickets up? - Yes, they're right on the table.
- Oh, good.
But they're for the Chicago train.
That's where we're going.
Tomorrow morning? Sure.
Why not? The cattle are sold.
I've collected the money.
All the money? I need a wash.
Who's gonna take the ranchers' share back to them? Funny.
I don't suppose anybody is.
Oh, but, Charles, that's not the way we planned it.
We were going to take your share and Ben's share and that's all.
Of course.
We were going to be very cunning and very sly.
A little trickery here, a small deceit there.
Charles! Then we'd ride off together and live happily forever after, but it didn't work that way, Helen.
The little trickery needed a bigger trickery.
But you managed the diseased cattle.
Sure, over your husband's dead body.
That was an accident.
You'd like to believe that, wouldn't you? It was an accident.
It had to be.
Otherwise You knew it wasn't an accident.
Ben Wade wouldn't let us salt the other herd with our diseased cattle.
So Ben Wade had to die.
When you start playing cards with the devil, Helen, there's no limit.
No.
Oh, no.
No.
You don't come cheap, Helen.
Neither does murder.
We're keeping all the money.
I said yes to deceiving my husband and tricking another trail boss, but I never said yes to murder.
Oh, no.
No, Charles.
Now there'll be blood on all the pretty clothes.
There will be the smell of blood on all the imported perfumes.
I I couldn't stand that.
Heh heh heh heh.
Now, Helen, don't be a fool.
Put that gun away.
I get the funniest feelin'.
Yeah.
I've had that feeling for the last hour.
We don't buy another drink, we're gonna get tossed out of here.
Either you men start spending your money in here, or I'm gonna throw you out, the lot of you.
I figured one beer wouldn't last forever.
But I found out something, though.
What, that Abilene's the biggest little town in Kansas? No, the railroad's fixin' to push further west.
If we can't buy drinks, how are we gonna buy railroad tickets? Well, they're hirin' hands.
What? We're drovers, Narbo.
We ain't gonna hire on to no railroad.
I'd rather starve.
Well, it looks like we got a good start on that already.
Well, I guess we aren't gonna get those jobs hangin' around here.
It's flat.
Mr.
Favor.
I, uh, I know about your drovers.
- Mushy told me.
- It's no secret.
I know more that that.
I wanted to make sure you knew it, too, before Well? What did you wanted me to know? Those diseased cattle in your herd.
They were put there.
Well, thanks for tellin' me.
Ben? Ben didn't do it.
No, it was Holt and I.
We did it.
Ben refused to kill those cattle and lie to the sheriff, and that that's why he died.
You taught me about trail bosses, Mr.
Favor.
And I want you to know my husband was a good trail boss.
I want you to know it wasn't a trail boss that tricked you.
Mr.
Favor This is the money from the herd.
When you sell yours and go back south, would you mind taking this back to the ranch owners? No.
You can do take care of that.
- No.
I have to stay here.
- For what? Well, I knew Holt was a thief.
I knew about the diseased cattle, and I was a bad wife.
But I didn't know that Holt killed my husband.
When he told me, I I shot him.
So would you mind if I stayed with you till they come after me? Come on.
Hello, Mr.
Favor.
Mrs.
Wade been here long? Sunset.
- She could have been further south.
- She'd been waitin' for you.
You'll have to come back to Abilene with me, ma'am.
I know.
Goodbye, Mr.
Favor.
Goodbye, ma'am.
Uh, Clay, would you get the lady's horse? - She tell you what - She told me.
They won't go too bad with her.
We picked up a drunk in Abilene.
Name of Reagan.
Used to be Ben Wade's ramrod.
He was carryin' Holt's wallet.
When we told him that Holt had been killed, he broke down and told us Holt killed Ben Wade.
So the most Mrs.
Wade's gonna be charged with is manslaughter.
That's the most she was guilty of.
You know, I told you I felt kind of responsible for holdin' up your herd.
Well, it seems they're pushin' the railroad west of Abilene.
Railroad hands gotta have food.
Wade's herd was shipped east this mornin'.
I told them about your herd, though.
I guess you're gonna get the best price paid in Abilene this fall.
I just have to get the herd to Abilene first.
Well, I dug up some drovers for you, too.
They probably don't amount to much, but they might do.
Where are they? They're tyin' up down the trail.
Well, if they can walk, they're hired.
Sheriff said what he rounded up didn't amount to much.
He was so right.
But what drover ever amounted to much? Well, Rowdy, it's good to have you back.
Thanks, Clay.
Seeing as we all own part of this outfit, it's kind of nice being here.
- What happened to your shoulder? - Hmm? You fall, or was you pushed? What's the matter? Can't you see? I just fell.
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