♪♪
(horse nickers)
-(neighs) -MAN: I'll put a bullet in your belt buckle.
That horse would never bat an eye.
Breedin' what does it.
I don't know you, friend, but I venture to say
that horse there has as much as you and I put together.
You kindly step aside. I don't want to risk injurin' him
while I pull this trigger.
Step aside.
(cocks hammer)
I've seen men this skittish over a woman, never over a horse.
All I was doin' was lookin'.
Yeah, it was the way you was lookin'.
You know, in a way, I'm sorry for you, friend.
Benson should've known better than to send one man
to dispute my title.
I don't know who you think I am, but you're making a mistake.
Mistake's only gonna cost me one bullet.
Plenty more where that come from.
I'm a scout for a trail herd looking for water.
You and that stallion just happen to be here,
as far as I'm concerned.
Uh-huh.
You expect me to believe that?
No.
But you take a ride up to the top of that ridge,
and I'll show you something you can believe.
Like what?
Like 2,500 head of beeves.
2,500 head of beeves.
Okay, friend.
Let's have a look.
Well, well.
I guess I owe you an apology.
That ain't all.
You owe me the price of a bullet.
-♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪ - (whip cracks)
-♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪ -(whip cracks)
♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
♪ Though the streams are swollen ♪
♪ Keep them dogies rollin' ♪
♪ Rawhide ♪
-(whip cracks) - ♪ 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 ♪
(whip cracks)
♪ 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, cut 'em out ♪
♪ Cut 'em out, ride 'em in ♪
-♪ Rawhide...♪ -♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
- Hyah! -♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
(whip cracks)
- Hyah! -♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
- Hyah!
♪ Rawhide! ♪
-(whip cracks) - Hyah! Hyah!
- Hyah! - (Whip cracks)
♪♪
(whistles)
Well, got no grass problems.
If, uh, Jed finds water,
I guess I can't find anything to worry about.
It's a matter of faith, Mr. Yates.
- We'll find something. - Rowdy. -Yeah.
- What's up? - Wonder where Jed picked him up.
ROWDY: I don't know. He's got a way about picking up strays.
I'd better go check on it.
(cattle lowing)
Danny, this is Mr. Yates, trail boss. Danny Hawks.
- Mr. Yates. - Hawks.
Danny has a proposition for you.
Yeah? Well, I'm listening.
I understand you're shorthanded.
Oh. We're usually shy a man or two.
Well, we're going the same way.
You need a hand, I like company.
Why don't you sigh me on?
ROWDY: Ever done any trail driving before?
Why, I'm the best hand you'll ever see.
(chuckles) Yeah, well, we cover a lot of territory,
I'll tell you.
Cheap, too.
Work for keep.
Now, you see, there's one problem...
Rowdy.
Can I talk to you for a second?
Yeah.
Yeah?
Sign him on.
Why?
Well, you're short a hand.
He's every bit as good as he says he is.
How do you know?
I know. My, uh... my instinct.
Yeah. Well, my instinct tells me no.
Why?
Man riding a horse like that
out here in the middle of nowhere?
Wants to work for nothing?
To me, that spells trouble.
And I don't need anything impeding
the progress of this herd.
If you say so.
Of course, it makes me look like a... Well, it makes me look bad.
How's that?
I as much as told him he was signed on.
What are you up to anyway?
Me? - Mm-hmm, you.
Well, you're short a hand, and I told him he was hired on.
Of course, if you don't trust me...
About as far as I can throw you.
If you knew how that cuts.
Yeah, I'll bet.
Now what do I tell him?
Well, tell him he's hired.
You hired him-- I'll honor the commitment.
Just make sure there's no trouble, understand?
Don't worry. I'll tell him.
Now, don't hold me to it,
but I swear I'd seen that man somewhere before.
Yeah? Where?
I'm not sure.
I get a picture when I look at his face.
A kind of frame.
What kind of frame?
A rope.
I said don't hold me to it.
Well, I don't know about that.
Take a look at that stallion.
Must be worth a fortune.
I'm looking at the man.
I don't know what he's worth.
But I'd say he's pure trouble.
- Quince? - Yeah?
Do I look as dumb as I feel?
- Well, uh... - Don't say it.
I'll call.
Well, I got two pair. Of Jacks.
Oh...
Well, five-hand's my game.
Simon, you want to sit in?
No. Not tonight.
Here. Now here. Here...
Why don't you try water if the coffee bothers you?
It's not the coffee, Wish.
I'm just tryin' to chase down a memory.
Well, you're not gonna find it in the coffeepot.
Oh, I'll find it somewhere. And soon.
Don't go away mad.
I'm due on guard, Wish.
Well, don't get lost.
That's a fine-looking animal you got here.
Fine?
Hey, mister, that's the beauty of the world.
You must set a pretty good store by him,
the way you dress him down.
Yeah, I do.
Well, that figures.
The more he shines, the more money he'll bring.
M...
There ain't enough money in the world to buy this horse.
That's goin' a long way.
I'd say he'd be worth $2,000, $2,500 maybe.
A horse like that comes along once in a lifetime.
I believe it.
When it's tough, he's tougher.
When it's dry, he does without.
And if you want a ride that's...
nice and easy, well,
he's as gentle as a summer breeze.
Would you take $3,000?
$3,500?
Hey, mister, you making me an offer?
Me?
Where would I get that kind of money?
But if you could get it,
you would pay it.
Would you take it?
MAN: Hey, young fella.
How 'bout it? You want to sit in?
No, I don't want to take your money.
(chuckles) Hey, boys, you're not only looking
at the best horse rider in the country,
you're also looking at the best poker player.
You're not far off, uncle.
(man laughs)
You know, I think we got ourselves
a real shrinking violet here.
No offense intended, uncle, but I used to gamble for a living.
- Oh? -Oh, you couldn't take out too much
in this game, Danny. It's strictly a two-bit limit.
Yeah?
In that case, I accept.
Hey, you, uh...
You want to watch my horse for me?
Anything to kill a little time before I get sleepy.
Meaning we're just a bunch of nickel-and-dime cowboys
that can't afford to lose?
You said it. I didn't.
Now, what's all this talk about a two-bit limit?
The way I heard it, you won yourself
$2,000 worth of horseflesh playing poker.
Yeah, that was a little different.
The man I won that horse from owns half the state of Texas.
Now I see why he was willin' to work for nothing.
Why don't you deal.
Why don't you go ahead, join in?
- Not me.
Chance to get that stallion.
You think that's why I had you hire him on?
Well, if that isn't the silliest, craziest hogwash
I ever...
Nah, it wouldn't work.
No. Why not?
Well, he'd have my shirt before I had a hair off its tail.
He's that good, huh?
Look at him.
He dealing seconds?
Well, if he is, he's too fast for me to spot.
Yeah. Yeah.
What other brilliant little ideas do you have?
Not a one.
All I know is someday I'll own that horse.
I don't know how or where or when,
but someday he'll be mine.
Yeah.
There it is. Open with that, close with that.
Thank you.
(coins clinking)
Rowdy.
Yeah, I see him.
Anybody recognize him?
Yeah, funny-looking fellow in the center is Nat Benson.
Owns a fair size of half of Texas.
The other two are hired guns-- tough, fast, efficient.
Yeah, well, if you know who they are,
maybe you know what they want.
Uh-huh. Me.
They want me.
(crickets chirping)
MAN: Who's the trail boss here?
ROWDY: Name is Yates.
I'm Nat Benson. I want to talk to you.
Do you always shoot before you talk, huh?
Sometimes.
If I want to hit anybody, they're dead.
You talk just like you play poker, Nat.
You overplay.
I want to talk to you about him-- Danny Hawks,
and that stallion he rides. I want "em both.
Yeah? Why?
BENSON: Stallion's my property.
Danny-- we'll string up to the nearest tree we can find.
Hmm.
While you're doing this talk about stringing up,
I don't see a star.
No judge, no jury.
Since when do you need a judge and jury to hang a horse thief?
What do you know about this?
Nat here gets his words twisted around once in a while.
What he meant to say was, he turned tinhorn
on a gambling bet.
I won that there stallion from him in a poker game,
and I guess he feels now we weren't playing for keeps.
BENSON: He won the stallion. That part's true.
But a couple of days after he took off with the horse,
I found he'd cheated.
It took you two days to find out he was cheating?
- That's right. -ROWDY: Gee, I'd like to play poker
with you sometime, mister.
(Hawks laughs)
BENSON: I didn't think much about it, until I took
a close look at the deck we played with.
The high cards were marked.
Now, if that was true, it happened after we played.
See, there are a couple of things I've done in my life
I really don't want to talk about,
but horse stealing and cheating at cards ain't one of 'em.
I say you did both.
And you figure you'd get a conviction in court
on that kind of evidence you got, Benson?
I'm not arguing what a court would do about it.
ROWDY: Well, you want him, you go ahead and take him,
he's yours, but just
bring back a lawman and a warrant when you come, huh?
Now, look here,
even if I could find a lawman, by the time I got him back here,
Danny'd be a hundred miles away.
Yeah. Well, that's too bad. That's the only way
you're gonna take him out of here.
(chuckles)
All right.
Maybe you'll, uh, change your mind after a while.
Maybe.
Bluff, all bluff.
Yeah, maybe.
You know, that's the way he lives.
That's the way he plays cards.
Night I won this here stallion from him,
all he had was a king high.
What were you holding?
Pair of deuces.
(laughs) Yeah.
(whistling)
{man calls to cows)
(man calls to cattle)
(whistling)
- Any sign of Benson? -(whistling continues)
Nothing. What do you figure he's up to?
I wish I knew.
We have to move this herd a little further east.
How's that new man doing?
If you took everything
that the best of us know about handling cows
and put it in a bushel basket, he'd more than match us.
Yeah. Well, that's what he told me when I took him on.
I'll bet he did.
What do you mean?
Danny's the kind of man
who don't mind telling you how good he is.
He'll tell you so long and so loud,
that after a while, you kind of get a feeling
that he's bluffing, and you got to call him,
and then, and only then, he'll back up what he says.
That kind of man I just don't trust.
Yeah, I know what you mean.
I'd like to get rid of him,
but you can't fire a man who's doing top work.
Mr. Yates?
Mm? - Uh...
Oh, well, never mind.
Simon, uh, did you... did you tell him?
What? That I thought I began to imagine
there might be a slim possibility
that I'd seen Danny before?
No, I didn't.
Maybe you, uh... maybe you should have anyway.
Well, I will, Quince, as soon as I'm sure.
But in the meantime, Mr. Yates says
he thinks we better move 'em east a little.
All right.
(cattle lowing)
(neighing)
(horse sputters)
(cattle lowing)
Whoa. Whoa.
-(neighing) - Good, good, good.
(horse sputtering)
They say you can't get a purebred
that cuts steers like that.
Yeah, I'd get him to climb a tree if I needed to.
That's saying a lot for either the horse or the rider.
Uh-huh. Take your pick.
You know, you did me a favor back there,
not wasting a bullet on me, and now I'm gonna do one for you.
- Are you? - Yup.
I'm gonna take that stallion off your hands.
You know, I'm awfully glad I didn't waste a bullet on you.
I like you.
A fella needs a fella like you around
just to make life interesting.
I think your life would be interesting enough,
knowing that somewhere up ahead Benson must be waiting for you.
He or one of his boys.
They could be anywhere.
Behind a tree, in that brush over there,
maybe just over the next rise.
Maybe all three places,
considering the two sharpshooters
he's carrying with him.
(Hawks laughs)
You know he's gonna be somewhere,
taking dead aim on the man who's riding that stallion.
Now, like I said, I owe you a favor,
so, I might just be willing
to take that stallion off your hands.
Oh, hallelujah! Hallelujah!
I am touched.
You know, you make a fella believe in providence.
You don't think I'd put you in jeopardy,
knowing you was deliberately taking my place, now, do you?
(gunshots)
Hold the herd!
(gunshots)
(gunshot)
(gunshots)
Well, I... I heard a noise, so I yelled for him to stop.
Sounded like Benson, and I wasn't about
to stand there and let him shoot me.
So you thought you'd start your own little private war, huh?
Well, go ahead, start shooting.
Both of you are close enough now.
- You might hit something. -(laughter)
The rest of you are no better off.
You've been shying at everything all day long.
I don't have to remind you
that we got a day's work to put in
and a herd to move, do I?
Let's go.
That was pretty funny.
Big joke.
Supposing someone was hit?
Nobody was.
And you figure you can take credit for that?
I'm sorry. I guess it was wrong of me to think it was funny.
You've been wrong about a lot of things here lately, Jed.
Hey, now, wait a minute, Rowdy.
You seem to be forgetting one thing-- that this isn't over.
Benson's still out there,
and you can bet your bottom dollar
he's got something up his sleeve.
Oh, Danny says he's all bluff.
Yeah? You ready to call him, huh?
With a herd that isn't yours
and maybe a half dozen drovers' lives?
(whistling)
(cattle lowing, cowboys whistling)
Don't do it, ramrod.
Give me that.
Besides, that isn't any way to act
to a man who's just saved your life.
What do you mean, saved my life? I call that
plain bushwhacking, mister.
Saved your life.
You were gonna fill that canteen, weren't you?
So?
Smell the water.
Go on, smell it!
Poisoned.
That's right.
Any man who'd poison a water hole
ought to be strung up.
You've got no kick, ramrod. I could have let you
fill your canteen.
We've got a herd over here that needs water bad.
They won't be able to drink, will they?
Now, you tell that trail boss of yours
that's the way they're all gonna be
till I get Danny Hawks and that stallion!
Quince, Simon,
you ride back to the herd and make sure
-they don't get too close. - Right.
Yates, I'm sorry I got you into this.
Yeah.
Looks like I got a little work cut out for me tonight.
Meaning what?
Well, they'll probably spread themselves thin
surrounding the herd, stop me from going anywhere.
So?
So I go out and pick me off one or two of them in the dark.
You do that, Hawks, and you can just keep right on riding.
- Don't come back to this outfit. - W...
They poisoned your water, didn't they?
I'm running a herd to market. I'm not entering in any
private wars, yours or anybody else's.
Understand?
I wonder about you, Yates.
Most of the time you seem to know what side
your bread is buttered on.
But you got a weak side that is gonna be your undoing.
Most trail bosses would be happy to get me out there
gunning after them jaspers.
Yeah, well, I ain't most trail bosses.
Think about your remuda,
-your herd. - I think about 'em all the time.
What if that isn't enough for 'em?
What if they start a whole big stampede?
I can tell you this about Nat Benson: he won't stop
at anything till he gets exactly what he wants.
First, you told me he was bluffing.
Now you're saying he won't stop at anything
till he gets what he wants.
There's something I'm beginning to regret.
You mean the deal you made with me?
Listen, Yates, I don't want you to feel obliged to me
in any way at all.
As far as the deal's concerned, your hiring me and everything
was just a handshake proposition, nothing on paper,
no witnesses.
You got a legal right to ask me to move on any time you want.
We had a deal.
Yes, sir.
Obliged.
Well, come on. Say it.
Say what?
I got you into this.
Well, the more time I spend talking about it,
the less time I'll have to do
-something about it. - What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna ride ahead and meet him at the next water hole.
Well, we'd better get going.
Not "we."”
- Me. - There are three of them.
Yeah, well, I'm planning to talk, not fight.
And one man will have a lot of better chances by himself.
Well, if they see just one man, they won't have to talk.
You better take me along with you.
I think you've done enough already.
Maybe you're right.
But you know something?
I take one look at that stallion, and...
I couldn't honestly say
I wouldn't do the same thing over again.
Well, you don't have to worry.
You're not gonna get the chance.
Oh, just one thing more.
If you're not back by nightfall,
have I got your permission to worry about you?
Yeah, you have.
(horse snorts)
Get up.
Drop that gun belt.
Came to talk to you, Benson.
Get out there and see if there are more coming.
Well, now, I don't think I got too much to say
to a man who would protect a horse thief.
Yeah, well, the only thing lower than a horse thief is a man
who'd poison water.
You said you wanted to talk.
You ready to make a deal?
Yeah, that's what I'm here for.
Well, when do you turn him over?
Who said anything about turning him over?
Just possibly you better make yourself clear.
Well, you said you were afraid he'd be gone
when you came back with the law.
Well, there's a little town of Prindaville up the road a ways.
They got a sheriff and they got a judge.
You ride up there and get them to swear out a warrant.
When you come back, I'll have him here waiting.
No.
What's the matter? You afraid you might be wrong?
This is not a case for the law.
I'm just wondering if you have a case at all.
Chuckles) Well, if I didn't,
I got one now.
- Huh? - You.
Trail boss for a horse thief. Now, that's quite a case.
I think your people might just buy that.
You know, my men will be after me.
You think we're gonna sit around here and wait for them?
They got to find you first.
Everything in order?
As well as could be expected without water.
How long do you make it till sundown?
An hour and a half, two. Why?
Tainted blood.
I may turn into a werewolf tonight.
(chuckles) Sounds like fun.
You need any company, you howl for me.
HAWKS: Hey, Colby!
I know that man from somewhere.
What man?
All I can see is a horse.
I'm looking for Yates.
You're looking in the wrong place.
- You're still after my horse. - Yep.
Well, why don't you give it up?
You know, I just decided.
Someday, you're gonna give him to me.
Yates went on up ahead, didn't he?
I've lived this long by one rule:
never ask the boss what he's doing.
He's stupid. They're gonna get him.
What makes you so sure?
Oh, now, don't kid me.
- You think so, too. -Well, that's no skin off your nose.
If they get him, they're gonna offer to trade him for me.
Well, you don't know Rowdy if you think he'd agree
-to that. - I'm not worried about him.
I'm worried about you.
Well,
-worry. - Why don't you go after him?
I'm in curfew till after sundown.
I'm not.
You rest easy. I'll bring him back to you.
What makes you think you can?
What makes you think I can't?
Ever occur to you they might take you, too?
They don't stand a chance.
You know, when I was a young boy,
I spent a few years with the Blackfoot tribe.
They taught me a thing or two about reading signs.
You're pretty good at Indian tactics, too, huh?
You can ride two weeks in any direction
and never find a man any better.
You know, Danny boy,
you keep patting yourself on the back that way, you're liable
to work yourself up a handful of calluses
and a hole in your back.
All right. Go ahead.
And be careful of my horse.
♪♪
(horse whinnying)
(cattle lowing)
Jed?
Yeah?
Remember me telling you that I knew Danny
-from somewhere before? - Yeah.
I saw a man once come as close to getting hung
as a man could get...
and with good reason.
They got as far as a rope around his neck,
and then he talked his way out of it.
Slickest thing I ever saw.
Danny?
Danny.
Yeah...
Sun is still up.
Yeah. So it is.
I don't suppose Rowdy'd ever know about Danny,
unless, uh, we told him.
Right.
Come on.
ROWDY: Cup of that for me?
Nope. Sorry.
I can't risk turning you loose while I'm alone.
Yeah.
That was a mistake,
sending those men of yours off.
BENSON: Live without supplies.
Still a mistake.
Think I can't handle one man, unarmed and tied up?
It's not me you're gonna have to worry about, I think.
Yeah? Who, then?
(sighs)
(chuckles)
You got just yourself to blame
for the spot that you're in.
You were warned.
Tell me something.
Did anybody stick a gun to your head
to get in that poker game?
What do you know about it?
I know it was a fair game.
(chuckling): From 500 miles away, you know that?
No.
But I've watched Hawks play poker.
He doesn't need to cheat.
You don't know how bad he wanted that stallion.
You must have wanted it pretty bad yourself,
to come after it the way you have.
Something about that horse...
Well, you wouldn't understand.
There's something else I don't understand.
Feeling the way you do about that horse, uh...
how come you staked it in the game in the first place?
Well...
there's a certain type of man
can push you in a corner,
twist things around, and...
pretty soon you gotta prove you're a better man
no matter what it costs.
Even the stallion, hmm?
Yeah.
ROWDY: I feel sorry for you, Benson.
(chuckling): Why?
'Cause you'll never get that horse back.
Oh, I wouldn't bet on that.
HAWKS: Why not? It sound like a pretty good bet to me.
Trouble with you, Nat, is you're a lousy gambler,
and too stupid to know it.
ROWDY: Take his gun, Danny.
There ain't no reason for that.
Nat here is a talker.
When it comes to action,
he's yellow from head to toe, front to back.
Only wears that hog leg for one reason.
Scare people that scare real easy.
Look, I said, take his gun!
Oh, here, let me untie you first.
Watch out!
That was quite a trap you just laid.
- Trap? - Yeah.
I can't imagine what you're talking about.
(Rowdy grunts softly)
Aah. You knew you were a lot faster than Benson.
Well, if I was half as fast,
I'd be polished lightning compared to him.
Hey, what are you talking about, Yates?
I saved your neck, didn't I?
Uh, you've been looking for an excuse to get rid of him,
and I was that excuse.
Now that he's dead, his gunmen will probably take off,
and you'll be on your way, huh?
Well, he may have deserved to lose that stallion.
That's still no excuse for cold murder.
Hey, what do you think you're doing?
I'm going to take you to the nearest sheriff.
We'll let him decide how much of this was self-defense, and
how much murder, huh?
Hey, you know, I like you, Yates.
You been fair with me, even when it cost you.
But you're not taking me in.
Nobody's gonna take me in.
COLBY: Careful, Rowdy. I wouldn't
want you to scare my horse.
BLAKE: You're gonna try three of us, Danny?
What about him?
His men will be back. They can take him home.
Meanwhile, Jed, you and Simon get back to the herd.
I'll catch up to you later.
Well, you just gonna stand there?
Yeah. I figure on going along with you.
Why?
Somebody's got to take care of my horse.
Oh, don't you ever give up?
Can a mule fly?
Yeah, well, that's one word for it.
All right, Simon, keep the herd away from the water hole.
Benson got there before I could get to him.
BLAKE: Well, them beeves are gonna be mighty thirsty.
ROWDY: We're all gonna be thirsty before this is over.
We reach clear water tomorrow, I figure.
Well, I guess I can manage.
(clicking tongue)
Let's go.
Getting hot.
I'm thirsty.
So am I.
Five or six miles to town.
I think you two can stand it.
You know, they're never gonna hang on to me.
Clear-cut case of self-defense.
Then why are you worried?
- I look worried to you? - Yup.
Fact is, I can't stand being cooped up.
Even for a while.
Well, I can understand that.
Hey, Colby, I got a little deal for you.
This stallion for my freedom.
Well, you like him, don't you?
He's yours.
You know, for a man with a clear-cut case of self-defense,
you sound pretty desperate.
I'm not worried at all about Benson.
The fact of the matter is, there are a couple of items
that might come to light once they get me in custody.
I see.
Well, is it a deal?
COLBY: I don't know. It's not up to me alone.
Well, how... what do you mean? Your friend here, Yates?
Well, you just take out that little ol' gun of yours,
hold it on him till we change horses, and I ride away.
Just like that?
Just like that.
You know he wouldn't draw on you.
I'm not so sure about that.
Take a good long look at him.
You're gonna see that once in your lifetime.
I know it.
HAWKS: You've never been on, have you?
He's every bit as good as he looks.
Better.
I believe it.
So, what are you hanging on?
Hey, you're a man with everything in the world
to gain, nothing to lose.
Just one thing more I need.
Huh?
A little bit of your cold blood.
Hey!
Are you trying to tell me "No"?
Yeah, and I don't suppose I'll ever forgive myself for it.
Hey, Rowdy, you don't suppose...?
No, I guess not.
Thirsty. I am thirsty.
Well, there's some water just up the road a ways.
Yeah, well, there's a little ol' stream
right over there to the left. Take you three minutes
-to fill up your canteen. - No.
HAWKS: You see that, Colby?
You see it now, don't you?
That's how far he trusts you.
It's got nothing to do with trust.
Hasn't it?
You know, I...
I think he's afraid to leave you alone with me.
From where I'm sitting, that's just what it sounds like.
Now, wait a minute. Don't be stupid.
COLBY: Come to think of it, I'm
a little thirsty myself.
Mule-haired, harebrained.
And dry.
All right. All right, Danny, let's get down.
Pleasure.
How about that? Looks like he trusts you after all.
(neighing)
Yeah. Wouldn't you know.
Hey, Colby?
Uh.
No, sir. I'm just as good with this here thing
as I am with all things I do.
You want to try me?
No.
Get away from that horse.
(gasps)
See, it was in the cards.
I owe you a bullet.
ROWDY: Hawks.
(Colby sighs)
You all right?
Ooh. I'm just fine.
(grunting)
Hey, beauty.
(neighing)
Beauty of the world.
(groans, panting)
What are you doing that for?
Have this stuff ready for the sheriff when he gets here.
What about the stallion?
Well, you made him a deal.
Freedom for the stallion, huh?
If you were gonna take him up on the deal, then you earned it.
If you weren't,
well, the herd's back that direction.
(neighing)
(horse neighs)
(neighing)
♪♪
(cattle mooing)
COLBY: You just take it easy, will you?
WISHBONE: The way I hear it, the rougher I get,
the more you deserve it.
How's he looking?
Oh, fine.
Only thing is,
I should've put salt in him
instead of grease.
What can I say?
I think the less the better.
Oh, just one thing more, Rowdy.
When you came back without the water,
was it because you didn't trust him or me?
Here, you hold this. Let me fix that bandage.
Never mind. I-I withdraw the question.
You know something, Wish?
It was worth it.
Worth it?
Like Danny said, a horse like that comes along
once in a lifetime.
And for a little while,
he was mine.