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 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'
Hyahl
Hey!
Hey Soos!
It's me, Rowdy!
Senor Rowdy!
I thought that was you. Good to see you again.
It is good to see you, too. It's been a long time.
Oh, yeah. About six weeks.
You have a nice time at home?
Oh, yeah. Great. Great.
l... I didn't do anything but eat Ma's cooking and sit around.
Never looked at a steer expect in the shop window.
How about yourself?
Oh, the same. When Mr. Favor's letter come saying
to met the Rio Salado. I almost write,
"This time no Hey Soos. I don't leave home for anything.
Oh, me, too.
Person would have to be soft in the head to go back on a drive after that last one.
Eating dust on the Chisholm.
Did you really have a good time when you were home?
Hey. Yeah, didn't you?
Well, yeah, I did at first.
And then after a while, it was, "Rowdy, do this," and "Rowdy do that,"
and "Ain't you ever gonna get out of bed, Rowdy?"
Si, it was the same for me.
And all my little cousins and sisters... Ugh!
There was never a minute's peace.
I'll be glad to get out on the trail.
I'm glad I ain't the only one that's soft in the head.
There's another one of those posters.
Si. I have seen them everywhere.
He does not look much like a bandido, do you think?
Not much.
Kind of a handsome fella.
They must want him pretty bad. $5000, that's a lot of money.
Si, es mucho dinero.
Mucho dinero is right.
That's a lotta slugs.
What we couldn't do with money like that, huh, Hey Soos?
Seguro. It is a fortune.
Maybe I'll just collect. Get myself a bandit.
Drop the gun, senor!
Well, if it isn't the handsome bandit himself.
Gracias.
Now, suppose you hand over the dinero, huh?
Not you... the other.
Look, you got the wrong man, mister.
I'm about as flat as a person can be.
I spent all of my last $2.00 back in Laredo picking up grub.
A sad story.
You expect me to believe you're just wandering through the country penniless?
Uh, no. We're on way to Rio Salado to meet our crew.
We're drovers.
Both of you? Compadres?
- Si, senor. - That's right.
Rejistrenlos.
A sad story, it is true, senor.
Look, I don't care about the money, but that watch don't mean nothing to you.
And does it mean much to you?
Well, my old man gave it to me.
"Daniel Yates." Is that your name?
It's my old man's name. My name's Rowdy.
- And you? - Jesus Patines.
- De donde? - Banderas.
You should choose better companeros.
He is my friend.
- You believe that? - Of course.
He's proved it many times.
You're a fool.
You should pick better friends with more money.
It is I who should donate to you.
Here.
Eat, drink, and be merry
at the expense of Antonio Marcos.
At least, take the horses, Antonio.
Ándale.
Quite a fella, isn't he?
A very strange bandido.
I want to thank you, Hey Soos.
Por qué?
He would have plugged me for sure if you hadn't said I was your friend.
Well, that's true.
- This must be the place. - Si, Senor Rowdy.
Qué tal, senor?
- Hey, Mr. Favor! - It's about time you two showed up.
- It's good to see you. - Si, boss, it is.
It hasn't been all that long, has it?
You already forgot all the times you cussed me out?
Oh, no, I'm better than ever. I've been practicing...
Not bad.
Why don't you take your horses around back, and have a bath?
- Anything you want. - In here?
Yeah, sure. It's all taken care of, all paid for.
All paid... Well, how about that?
You, too, Hey Soos.
Gracias, senor.
I'll be over at the Monterrey Saloon
seeing the fella whose herd we're contracting.
You two get cleaned up, you come on over.
Right. We'll do that.
By the way,
I'm glad you both decided to sign on.
- You thought we wouldn't? - Each time is different.
You never know who in this outfit is gonna come back or not.
Who's showed so far?
Collins, but he's still drunk from Sedalia.
Teddy, couple of others.
What about Pete and Mushy and Wishbone?
Jim Quince? Joe Scarlet?
Have to wait and see.
Es muy hombre.
Yeah, a little pigheaded at times.
Well, who can't be?
Mr. Favor.
Oh, Collins.
I want you to meet a friend of mine... Dan.
Dan, this is the boss,
the best boss a man ever had.
- Howdy. - Dan.
If I was a drover,
I might take that as a recommendation
and sign on with you.
Only I ain't a drover.
What line of work are you in, Dan?
Well, I guess you might say right now, it's drinking.
That does explain why you and Collins are such friends.
Pals.
That's what we are, ain't we Dan?
- Pals. - Sure enough.
Mr. Andrews.
Oh, Mr. Favor. Good to see you.
- Sit down. - Thank you.
Don Andres Marcos, Mr. Gil Favor.
Glad to know you, sir.
I am honored to meet you, senor.
And welcome to our town of Rio Salado.
If I can be of service...
Thank you, but I doubt if we'll be here that long.
I hope our troubles will not inconvenience you.
Troubles?
Don Andres means this business about the bandits.
Oh, yes.
I don't think that has anything to do with our business.
Which is why you are here.
So I will excuse myself and leave you to it.
Don Benito, gracias for the drink.
- My pleasure, Don Andres. - Adios.
- Senor. - Sir.
Didn't know there were any like him left around.
There aren't many.
He's one of the last of the old dons.
Doesn't the name Marcos mean anything to you?
Marcos?
Oh, the posters.
The bandido?
Yes. Don Andres' oldest son.
The scion of the family.
It's a tragedy, Mr. Favor.
It's a small tragedy,
but large enough in a little place like this.
It's an old story.
Bad boy from a good family.
Not for the same reasons, and not quite the same way.
Oh?
Antonio Marcos doesn't call himself a bandido.
He calls himself a revolutionary.
He's leading a revolt against the Texas land grant.
Isn't it a little bit late for that?
It's a lost cause,
but he can do a lot of damage.
Matter of fact, he already has...
robbery, even murder.
Three men have been killed already.
You said he had reasons?
He does.
Certain unscrupulous ranchers,
outsiders, all of them,
took advantage of the law,
and legally stole his father's lands...
left the family almost penniless,
killed Antonio's mother.
Your boy sure didn't seem penniless.
No, they're proud people, Mr. Favor.
Fine people.
Some of the finest I've ever known are right around here.
Hmm.
Well, about the herd...
Yes, I was coming to that.
Mr. Favor, there's been a delay
in getting the cattle together because of this trouble.
My vaqueros spend most of their time right here in town
getting ready to fight if they have to.
It's that bad?
Ugly situation.
The tiniest thing could set off a little civil war.
There's suspicion everywhere, and there's talk.
Well, when my men get here, we'll gather up the herd ourselves then.
Good. Good. When will that be?
Well, I told them today, but they're coming in from all over.
You never can tell who will show up and when.
No, we might as well start tomorrow morning with what we have.
Fine. Anything you say.
I must warn you. Be very careful, Mr. Favor.
Outsiders are not trusted in Rio Salado,
so keep your men well in hand.
Don't let them get mixed up in this.
All because of this one fella?
He's become sort of a symbol to both sides.
I don't know what's going to happen when they finally get him.
IBandidosl
Put up your hands.
What for?
You heard me.
Wait a minute.
I know these men.
Howdy, Mr. Favor.
What in blazes are you doing with those masks on your faces?
I'm trying keep from breathing all the alkali dust you got around here.
What do you think?
Do you have to get in trouble before we even get started?
How did I know he was gonna be so touchy?
I'm glad to see you anyway,
both of you.
Good to see you, too, Mr. Favor.
Yeah, well, I had a better job all lined up,
but I figured you'd have a hard time
getting any other sane man to cook for you,
so, well, for the good of the men, I decided to come along.
You're hired.
Teddy'll show you the hotel and where the stable is.
And then where the saloon is.
- Yippee! Let's go! - Let's go, Bone!
There ya be, old horse!
Well, if it ain't my old pal Dan.
Why don't you come on and have another little drink?
I don't mind if I do, old horse. This child's dry.
Looks like there's gonna be some celebrating around here tonight.
Make mine rye.
Hey, who do you think you're shoving?
I'm sorry, senor.
Senor, huh?
What're you doing in here anyway?
This joint's not for you.
Now, just a minute, old pal.
This is my friend Hey Soos...
How do you know he ain't one of Marcos' men?
I don't drink with bandidos.
Then maybe you're the one who won't be drinking, mister!
You hear me? Get out!
- Now, just a minute here... - You to take his part,
you'll get the same as him.
Why, you bearded old goat, I'll tear you apart.
Why don't you pick on someone else?
Rowdy...
Boy...
This is kind of a surprise, ain't it?
Now, wait a minute, Yates.
His name is Yates, too.
Yeah. He's my pa.
But Rowdy, you told us your pa was dead.
He still is.
Wait a minute, boy!
Come here!
Rowdy?
- I want to... - I got nothing to say to you...
Let's go to that blacksmith shop across the street.
There are things to be said after all those years...
- Why the blacksmith shop? - I bunk there.
Once I ran it.
Look, boy, the same blood flows in both our veins,
no matter what I done.
Come on.
Rowdy.
Boy, is that a thing to say about your pa,
you wished I was dead?
Why not? It's true. What'd you expect me to say?
I know. I ran out on you and your ma. I admit it.
Been a long time, Dan.
I'm surprised you recognized me, or me you for that matter.
You've growed some... but I know you anywheres.
You're my boy.
You really care about that, don't you?
Maybe more than it seems.
Why'd you run out on Ma?
That ain't an easy thing to explain, boy.
Ever since them early days, even before, I could never set long at a spell.
- Just the way I'm built. - Yeah.
Long as she'd go along with me, everything was fine.
- But then there was you, and school... - So it was my fault, huh?
Wasn't nobody's fault.
She just had to stay, and I just had to go.
Don't you ever get that itch in you to get out and see something new?
Do something new?
Even if it's only to ride out over that far hill,
just to see what's beyond,
to hear the wind in different trees,
to sit by a lonely campfire
and listen to the wolves about,
and know you're your own man.
Ain't you never had that?
Yes, I guess maybe I have.
I'm glad to hear you say that, boy.
Not for me, for you.
Means you're a man, you've got the stuff.
That's no excuse for not ever coming back.
I was gonna. I meant to all along.
But how could I come back empty-handed?
I was always looking for that stake to set us up real good.
We never wanted anything.
Just you.
But it was for you I done it.
A ranch like we always used to talk about.
You remember?
Yeah, I remember.
Ma and you and me on a place of our own.
Where a man could be hisself,
and not beholden to anyone, or have to work for hire.
That's what I wanted.
I never got that stake.
I never had a real chance till now.
You think you could go back now, Dan?
Why not?
You and me could run that ranch now.
You're a man now.
All we need is a little stake...
say, 5,000.
Oh, come on, quit dreaming, will you?
There's no 5,000, and there's not likely to be.
No, Dan, you're gonna go on drifting
and cadging drinks from drovers like me,
and getting in brawls and scrapes
and working as little as you absolutely have to
for the rest of your life.
And I hope nothing more.
And then what?
Some day somebody plugs me,
or a horse kicks me, or the old ticker just stops.
And that's the end of me.
I may not have much time left, boy.
I'd like to spend it with loved ones.
Dan, you got any loved ones.
You mean that she don't...
you don't feel nothing for me?
Yeah, I guess we do, in spite of everything.
It's the same with me.
Maybe I can make it up to you.
Would it make it up to you if I was to get you that little ranch?
Quit dreaming.
You can't go back now. It's too late for that.
Oh, wait.
You sore on account of that friend of yours?
That's right, I am.
You can't hold that against me, boy.
I fought in the war of '46, remember?
You used to play with the buttons off of my uniform.
I was with old Sam Houston at San Jacinto...
I had a brother died at Mier,
died when they shot every tenth man,
just to show they could.
That war's been over a long time.
That's no excuse to start another one here.
All right, boy, anything you say. Just don't get sore at me.
Maybe...
Maybe we could team up, do things together, us two, huh?
I'm... I'm moving north with the herd.
I won't be back here till fall.
I see.
Well, maybe I'll mosey up, see your mother.
I might be able to help a little around the place.
Yeah, she'll probably just take you back, too...
in spite of her tears and vows.
But you'd only disappoint her again.
No, you'd better stay away from her.
Oh, now, boy!
- Mr. Favor, l... - Sit down, Rowdy.
Look, I want to explain...
Nothing. You got nothing to explain...
No. I want to explain. I want to tell you about this thing.
Now, don't be bothered by it.
He wasn't always the kind of man he looked like today.
I know. Sure.
He's lived kind of a rough, hard life.
He was quite a man, once.
All those stories, uh...
they... they weren't lies.
- At least I don't think they were. - I'd bet on it.
You know, when I was a kid,
I used to really worship him.
All the kids around did.
He taught us how to hunt and fish
and defend ourselves.
I owe him a lot.
You paid him back in full.
How's that?
By growing into a man.
Then he went away and left Ma and me.
I got to hating him for that.
I guess for what he did to Ma.
I don't know, maybe it was for leaving me alone.
Maybe I'm being selfish about the whole thing.
What do you think I ought to do?
What makes you think you should do anything?
Or even that you can?
Well...
I can't just ride off and leave him here alone.
He did it to you.
Look, he's gotten along all these years without you.
No reason he can't do it now.
Forget it.
You've paid him back in full. You don't owe him a thing.
It's the other way around.
I don't know.
Why you high-hatting us for, Rowdy?
Why don't you come on over and join the party?
No, I don't much feel like it, Wish.
Aw, come on, there's no reason for you to be down in the dumps.
Don't anybody think anything about that.
Thanks.
Senor, Rowdy.
Why don't you ask your father to come and have a drink with us.
You mean after the way he talked to you?
Oh, I don't mind.
It was all a kind of mix-up.
He's probably a fine fellow, and we would all have fun together, no?
Well, thanks, Hey Soos. But I don't even know where he is.
Wonder where a man would find the sheriff in this dried-up town.
Don't know.
- Hey. - Huh?
- That the hombre that robbed us? - That's him all right.
"Antonio Marcos. Reward. $5,000."
Just think, we was only about that far from all that money.
We was never any farther away from it.
We was on the wrong end of them guns.
Quince! Scarlet!
Hey, what are you doing walking?
We just met up with his nibs here on the poster.
He take your horses?
Yeah, and everything else, too.
We got our saddles, though.
Told him we was drovers and might lose our jobs without them.
Funny thing, he asked about Rowdy and Hey Soos...
wanted to know if we knew them.
We told them we was with the same outfit,
then he let us go and gave us our saddles.
He a friend of yours?
I could say something like that.
Well, he appeared like a pretty good old boy,
but we'd better find the sheriff and get our horses back.
- Afraid it won't do much good. - Yeah, we got time for that later.
Yeah, I'm hungry enough to eat a dad-blasted horny-toad.
We've got plenty of food and drink.
Remember, you've got to get up early and start rounding up.
Come on, let's go.
Rowdy?
I got to talk to you.
What do you want, Dan?
Can we go somewhere... just for a little... to talk?
Rowdy, I know how you feel.
I meant it when I said I want to make it up to you.
Listen, I been doing a lot of thinking about it.
I ain't as young as I was...
I don't sit easy by the campfire no more...
there's aches in my bones I never had before.
- Look... - Oh, listen, boy.
Let me say it.
I want to come back, Rowdy.
You and me running our own place, with your ma to mind us,
that's what I want.
I'm sorry, but like I said, it's a little late for that now, Dan.
Oh, no, it ain't boy, 'cause I got something cooking.
I got a idea how to collect that $5,000 we need.
How?
I think I know how we can collect that reward money for the bandido.
You mean Antonio Marcos? How?
Never mind how. I'll take care of how.
Just say you'll come in with me on it.
If I get the information we need, you'll just come along and help out.
It won't take long, the way I got it figured,
and he won't even know what hit him.
You mean you plan on killing him?
The poster says "dead or alive." He's a bandido.
I ain't a bounty hunter.
Oh, look, boy!
This fella needs taking, and somebody'll do it.
Not me.
You realize how much money that is?
More than either one of us ever seen.
You realize what it could do for us?
Give us both what we've always wanted.
I never done anything like that and I ain't about to start now.
Not with Antonio Marcos. He's no different than I am.
You know him?
That's right, I know him.
He held us up today, me and Hey Soos.
Could have robbed us or killed us... but he didn't.
He gave us back everything, even that old watch you gave me.
He knows you? Knows your name?
Yeah, he knows my name.
He saw your name on the watch.
You still carry that old watch I gave you?
Yeah.
Well, now, boy, that's right thoughtful of you.
I don't think I'll carry it anymore.
I don't want much want anything that belongs to you.
You can have it back if you want.
I'm sorry to hear you say that, boy.
Maybe you'd change your mind once you had the money in your hand.
I doubt that.
Rowdy.
Give me back that watch I gave you.
Goodbye.
Just for a little, son.
Si, senor?
This is the Marcos place, isn't it?
Si. Don Marcos, he lives here.
I want to talk to the old man.
It's impossible. He's retiring.
I said I want to talk to him.
Senor! Stop...
You shut up, you hear me?
Senor!
Senor, what is it you want?
I don't suppose you'd tell me where your son Antonio is, would you?
No, senor.
Even if I knew, I would not tell you.
Yeah, well, that's what I thought.
So I guess I'll have to manage it another way.
No!
Please, stop. No!
Well, now, why don't you tell that bandido of yours
about that, huh?
Don Andre!
IMi pobre...I IMi patronl
Claudia. Claudia.
Andre...
- Tell Don Antonio... - No, I help you first...
No! No, tell Antonio.
Hey, where is this range we're gonna be working?
Oh, about 3 miles west of town.
Sort of worried about Pete. Where do you suppose he be?
I sure don't know.
Maybe he ain't coming.
You'd think he'd write or something.
Still time for him to show up.
He's probably palpitating over some female somewhere.
Yeah. I should have thought of that.
Maybe that's where Murdock is and some of the others, too.
I've left word where to find us.
They'll probably be straggling in for three days yet.
Well, everybody ready to ride?
- Yeah! Just about... - Senor?
- Hmm? - There is a Senor Yates here, no?
Yeah. Right over there.
- Senor Yates? - Yeah. How are you?
I have a message for you From Antonio Marcos.
Marcos?
He says he will do something about it.
He is coming here to kill you.
And there is no use trying to escape.
Every road is blocked.
Wait up!
What'd he say?
Antonio Marcos is coming here to kill me.
I'd like to know what's going on.
A Mexican boy just came in with a message for Yates, here,
from Antonio Marcos.
Said he was coming in to kill him.
- Oh, so he knows. - Knows what?
What happened last night.
Your name is Yates?
Yeah, that's right, Rowdy Yates.
That's a surprise.
- I thought... - Look, what's this all about?
Maybe you should ask him.
Ask me what?
What happened at Don Andres Marcos' house last night.
You mean to tell me you don't know?
That's exactly what I mean to tell you.
And we can vouch for it. He was with us all night last night.
Come on.
Let's find out about this.
No, no. Era un hombre viejo.
He was an old one, you know?
Yeah, just the one I thought.
Looked like a mountain man, beard on his face,
the one who started that trouble yesterday.
But why did he have a watch with your name in it?
'Cause it's the same name as his. He's my father.
Where is he?
I don't know.
And you had nothing to do with this?
Nothing.
Seems Antonio Marcos doesn't know that.
Might be too late to stop him.
It's up to you to protect him.
In this town? With a friend of Antonio's on every corner?
All right, then get him out of town...
With Antonio's men on every road waiting to shoot on sight.
Then it's gonna be up to you to tell Antonio about it.
He may not wait to listen.
His father in there, unconscious, maybe dying.
This whole thing could explode into bloodshed
before we have a chance to stop it.
I'm partly guilty, too. It's my responsibility.
I'll face up to him.
What are you talking about? You got nothing to do with his guilt.
I might have known Dan was planning something like this.
I gotta do it.
- Well, howdy, everybody! - Here we are!
Howdy!
Well, what kind of a reception is this?
We're just one day late.
Yeah, well, maybe you shoulda waited another day, Pete.
Just in time for some lead throwing.
What? What's going on here?
Come on inside, Pete. I'll tell you.
Sheriff...
what about swearing in some deputies?
I tried that. Everybody's sick or awful busy or something.
You can't blame 'em... the way this thing started.
Yeah. Looks like we're your deputies now.
You don't have to do that. It's none of your affair.
- You don't owe him nothing. - Neither do you.
We ain't doing this for him, Rowdy.
- Sheriff. - Yes, Ben.
I guess you realize how dangerous this situation is.
Yes. I think I do.
If it happened some other way, things might be different.
But this cowardly attack on a defenseless old man,
a man everybody respected and loved...
I know that.
Then you must know that you try to take him...
arrest him... or worse...
I won't answer for the consequences.
What do you expect me to do, let him ride into town
and gun this boy down?
If "this boy" was behind bars where he belonged,
- there'd be no danger of that. - Is that so?
Ben, do you expect me to let Antonio ride into town and out again unmolested?
It's suicide, John... worse.
Think what it means to the town. With these men behind you,
there'll be a war. You owe it to the town, John.
I owe it to the town to do the duty I swore I would.
That's what I'm gonna do.
If these are the only men that'll help me, that's the way it is.
Besides, our man had nothing to do with this thing.
What do you men?
Just what I said. He's innocent.
Who did it, then?
It was another man. It doesn't matter.
It matters a lot.
It doesn't matter. I'm gonna answer for him.
It's the boy's father, Ben.
Where is he? Gone?
- We've got to stop Antonio. - How?
I don't know how, but we've got to stop him...
We've got to speak to him first.
I'm gonna do that. I'll face up to him.
Rowdy?
You, gringo.
Marcos, you're under arrest.
Look around you, Sheriff.
You're not going to intimidate me, Antonio.
It is not to intimidate you.
It is to insure that this business, which is personal between this man and me,
stays that way. Personal.
You can't get away with this. A lot of innocent people will suffer.
You talk to me of innocent people? My father was innocent.
And so is this man. He didn't touch your father.
No?
What about this?
Somebody else took it.
Who?
This man had it only yesterday, I saw it.
This man did not beat your father.
Perhaps you can tell me, then, who it was.
There's no way of proving who it was.
Then I have only you. You will have to answer.
I'll answer...
only let's have this between you and me,
not any of the rest of these men, all right?
Muy bien, jefe.
All right. That is the way it will be.
You and me.
Sheriff, give me your word, this is gonna be a fair fight,
you won't hold anybody here for what happens.
All right.
Anytime you're ready, senor.
I Vamanosl
Sheriff!
I claim that reward!
Me and my boy, there!
This is partly my boy's, remember.
You be sure to tell everybody that.
You see how he stood up to that fella, my boy?
Some boy, huh?
You tell everybody.
Rowdy!
Well, what are you staring at?
A body'd think I was the bandido with a price on my head!
He was a murdering, thieving no-good that needed killing, wasn't he?
So what's the harm?
You're all green, that's all, envying me this!
Well, it's mine, you hear? Mine and Rowdy's!
We done it, not you!
Better start moving.
We'll camp out on the range
so we can get an early start in the morning.
Oh, just a minute, Mr. Favor.
I'm, uh, I'm sorry, Mr. Favor.
Sorry? Sorry about what?
I hate to back on a business deal,
but under the circumstances...
You trying to tell me we don't get the herd?
How could I let you take it now, the way these people feel?
- Now, after what you have done... - What we've done?
We didn't have anything to do with it.
You mean to tell me just 'cause we were here?
Yeah, just because you were here.
These people are always gonna feel that you being here
brought this whole thing to a head.
And we lose our jobs, just like that?
I'm sorry.
I can't afford to take the chance.
We're hundred miles from nowhere.
These men are out of work and most of them are out of money.
And you're sorry.
That's all I can say.
I'm sorry, boss.
Don't ever say that again.
Hey. Hey, you know?
It just might be that none of us has to be sorry at all.
It could very well work out
that it somehow works out for the best.
You mean losing the herd?
Yeah
I been thinking.
There's a little Mexican herd I heard about, down the river.
Only about 800 head, but it's for sale.
Now, the brush between here and there
is just thick with wild critters free for the taking.
Now, we beat the brush going down.
We pick some up, with the 800 we bought,
we just might end up owning a herd.
Where you going?
I'm gonna get us some cash, my half of that reward money.
This will make up for the money you're losing.
Don't you never listen to me?
Didn't you hear what I just said?
Yeah, I heard you.
Think I'd take a cent of that money even if I needed it, which I don't?
You hear me? Which I don't.
- I can get my own herd. - You're not just saying that?
Listen, this isn't something I just dreamt up.
I've been thinking about this for a long time.
It's been tried before, and it's worked fine.
I just never had any reason to try before.
Now I got a reason.
You're just gonna pick up a herd of lousy scrub cattle?
There's nothing wrong with them. They just need gentling a little.
Besides, up north they'll get just as good a price...
and we won't have to split the profits with nobody, neither.
It'll work, Rowdy.
All right. All right, then it's settled.
We'll start beating them south in the morning.
Let's get our gear ready, men.
Hey, Rowdy.
Thanks. Thanks for trying to help me.
You shouldn't be worrying about that now.
What should I be worried about?
I can't say, but...
There is something your old man's been spreading around,
that you were in on it with him.
He is your pa.
Yeah, I know.
Hey, you missed this.
I lost.
Bets down.
You gonna take that money?
The dealer runs this game, mister.
- You'll take that money, or I'm... - Dan!
Come on, cash in.
Well, it's about time.
Oh, Rowdy, I knew you'd come around!
Dan, I bought you a horse.
Get out of town fast, are we,
before somebody takes a potshot at us, huh?
Oh, Rowdy, boy...
I'm sorry you was mad at me,
but if you only knew how this makes me feel.
Listen, boy.
I never could tell you before, but I can now.
I been lonely, awful lonely.
I need you and your ma.
Maybe it was just pride made me stay away.
But now I'm glad...
awful glad...
it's gonna be me and you and that little ranch.
Shut up, Dan.
It ain't gonna be nothing.
You're gonna take that horse and that money and get out of here.
You think this money's tainted, too, huh?
Isn't it?
Look, I told you I didn't want any part of that money.
Now, you get on that horse and get out of here
and don't ever come around me again.
But your ma...
She'd feel the same way I do. She wouldn't want a penny of it.
Rowdy, boy, you can't send me away alone.
I'm a poor old man. I'm your father.
My father's been dead a long time.
Rowdy!
All right! All right!
I don't need you! I don't need your ma!
I don't need nobody!
I got what I need.
You can all rot in your pride!
Your pride!
For all I care!
No! No!
No! Wait!
Wait!
Stop! Stop!
Wait! Wait!
Wait! Stop!
Stop!
You... You...
You must be Marcos' men, huh?
We were Marcos's men, senor.
It was Marcos' men, all right, and they got the money.
They're just plain bandits now.
Poor Pa.
All his life he wanted that money.
Look, you go on ahead. We'll bury him.
He wasn't as bad as you'd think.
If you'd known him like...
he was when I was little...
Yeah, yeah. Sure.
But like you said, he died a long time ago...
when he stopped caring for those who loved him.
I sent him out here.
No, you didn't.
He put himself on that road a long time ago.
You gotta stop blaming yourself.
You had nothing to do with it,
nothing at all.
Now, try and forget it, huh?
Those brush critters are the thickest just northeast of Laredo.
About three days ride from here.
Your pay will start from the day you reach Rio Salado.
Yeah, but there won't be any owners this time,
no small ranchers to give you an advance.
How are we gonna get the money?
Outta my own pocket.
You'll be working for me in more senses than one.
You really meant what you said about owning your own herd?
I meant it. I mean to own my own herd... most of it anyway.
I'm gonna use all the money I've got,
some to buy beef,
some to pay your wages while you're beating 'em out of the brushes.
It's gonna be hard job,
but you get paid,
and I'll share a quarter of the profits with you.
What do you say?
- Here we go! - Sounds good to me!
I was hoping you'd take it like that.
Well, what are you all standing around for?
Come on! Let's hit leather!
Round 'em up!
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'
- Hyahl - Rollin' rollin', rollin'
Hyahl
Rawhide
- Hyahl - Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Hyahl