♪♪
(whooping)
Ain't she a beauty, though!
All the way out of that catalogue from St. Louis!
Look at 'er taking a shine.
Hey, Max?
Hey, you, Max!
Will you stop fooling with that pump handle?
You go get them horses ready for delivery.
That there trail boss
is due here this morning.
You see yonder?
Here comes Jesse now.
Will you get them horses ready!
Why, that trail boss ain't likely to hang around here
long enough for us to get the rest of our money.
I said, git!
He's a-coming yonder, Ma.
Got to hand it to you for getting him here.
Hush up.
ROWDY: Howdy, ma'am.
You already met my boy Jesse.
This here is Cousin Will.
Did you bring me the rest of my money?
No, the rest of the money's back with the herd.
What you mean, back at the herd?
Nell, I already gave you a hundred dollars on deposit.
Now I want to see the rest
-of the horses. -Jesse and me brung you two of them horses
to look at yesterday.
You are acting like you don't trust us.
The rest of the horses, ma'am.
♪♪
I'm Billie Lou.
She ain't a Gufler.
She ain't no blood kin of ours.
Hey.
Whatcha doing?
I'll get my horses from somebody else.
Can I have my deposit back, please?
Now, you hold on, Mr. Trail Boss.
A deal is a deal.
A deal, huh?
You showed me two prime horses, said you had plenty more.
You call those horses?
You seen all the horses you're gonna see, mister.
You hush up.
Us Guflers ain't never let nobody out of a deal.
You took a chance.
- We outsmarted you. - Now, don't crowd me.
Just give me my deposit, and I'll be on my way.
I guess I forgot...
to introduce you to Skinner.
Hey, Skinner!
(thud)
(Ma groans)
You didn't bring the money, did you?
Well, you can't cheat a Gufler.
We gonna teach him, ain't we?
Ain't nobody, nowhere, no time ever cheats a Gufler.
My pump handle!
Look what you went and done!
You went and bent my solid brass pump handle!
Will you hush up!
You pay what mind you got to your ma.
What did I just say?
You said nobody cheats a Gufler.
That's right.
Now, you haul him on into the house.
I got a little figuring that I got to do.
♪ Rawhide ♪
(whip cracks)
-(whip cracks) - Hyah! Hyah!
- Hyah! - (Whip cracks)
(cattle lowing)
How'd it go?
Another ten miles to the nearest water hole.
Where's Rowdy? What's holding him up?
Exactly what I've been saying.
What's holding him, and what's holding us from going after him?
Orders, Wishbone, that's what. Orders from the trail boss.
I'll tell you one thing.
The herd's grazed this territory clean.
It's like Jed says,
the next water hole's a good day's push from here.
So we'd better be doing something.
Well, something must have gone wrong.
I'll go after him.
Hey, Simon, what'd you say
the name of that family was, the-the Guflers?
Oh, yeah. They live in that broken-down shack
in the lower valley.
Hey, who's that?
How do? My name is Max.
Max Gufler.
You got something else to say, you'd better say it.
You bet.
Like what?
Like where's Mr. Yates?
You ain't got to worry none about him.
We got him tied up nice and neat.
And he's gonna stay that way until you give us $3,000!
Get off that horse.
I'll tear you out in pieces, boy!
Well, Ma told me to tell you, go right on ahead,
'cepting she wants that $3,000,
and-and if she don't get it by sundown,
we're gonna wring your boss's neck just like a chicken.
- You mean, hang him? - You bet.
We got us a cottonwood out in front of our place,
right next to my brass-handled pump,
and we fixing to use it.
You ain't funny, boy.
We got you now, and we're gonna trade, you for Mr. Yates.
I'll trade him, piece by piece.
I ain't smart like Ma is.
She told me to tell you...
don't be worrying none about trading,
'cause one Gufler don't make no difference to her
like your trail boss does to you.
Yeah, I can understand that,
but I'm gonna take you in anyway.
Oh, Ma is smart.
She knowed you was gonna say that,
and she told me to bring you in, if you was of a mind to.
Wish, if this is a trick,
we'd better leave most of the boys on herd.
You, you make me itchy just looking at you.
Now, get up in your saddle and lead the way.
You bet.
See over there on the flat.
QUINCE: You mean that's where Rowdy is?
You bet. That's where we've got him for now
so's you could see him.
Except, we got places to hide him.
We'll find him, too, boy.
And when we do, you get yourself a place to hide.
- Now move out. - Come on.
Hey, Max is coming back!
He troubling you any, Will?
Naw, but I've been a-waiting, though.
He ain't even squiggled none yet.
(Jesse chuckles)
Mr. Trail Boss, your friends come calling.
I think that neighborly.
Ma, Max brung 'em!
Unstrap his feet there, Will, so's he can walk.
I'm tired of carrying him.
You just a-waiting your chance, ain't you?
That's right.
Well, you ain't gonna get it.
Will, hold it, hold it, hold it! Leave him alone!
Didn't you see him kick me?
Well, you get your head in the way like that,
you deserve a kicking.
You try that one more time, boy,
and I'm gonna let him have at you. Now get yourself up.
Let them friends of yours see
that we've been treating you right.
Better drag him outside so's they can see him.
Eh, Max brung four of 'em back.
Cowboy, this gun's gonna be
about that far from the back of your head. Git.
You get my message?
Ma, I said 'er just like you told me to.
Hush up!
You bring me my $3,000?
We sure did not.
We don't carry that kind of money
on a trail drive, Mrs. Gufler.
Well, maybe you don't.
But them couple of thousand head of cattle you're nursing along,
they gotta be worth something.
They gotta be worth plenty.
You don't sell any of that herd, do you understand?
I told Max to tell you,
you got till sundown to bring me that money.
I said 'er, Ma.
You got till sundown...
or I'm gonna hang your trail boss.
Quince, you've seen the layout.
Any way of approach me and Simon could have missed?
Well, they got a man up on that roof.
He can see everything in sight.
I say, let's take 'em now.
They'd have a bullet in Rowdy before we'd even get started.
Why not offer the $900
Rowdy gave you to pay for the horses?
That old wildcat, she'd love to see me try.
But I'll do it anyhow.
You untie Mr. Yates,
and we'll turn over the $900 we had to pay for horses.
No!
That's what I say, too, mister.
- Turning down $900? - MA: Will you shut up!
Ma, $900 is a whole bunch of money now...
And you shut your mouth, too.
Besides, ain't just a matter of money no more.
Now it's a matter of pride.
Will you listen to who's talking about pride!
Pride's what I said and pride's what I mean,
little man.
(laughs)
Your man
crawfished out on a deal we made fair and square.
That's right. That's just what he done.
Your man's causing me a lot of grief.
First, he tried to steal $100 from us,
and then he backs out on a deal we made fair and square.
That's right. That's just what he done.
I got to have your cattle,
or I got to have that $3,000.
We didn't travel a thousand miles just to sell our cattle
for less money than we paid for 'em.
Besides, who'd we sell 'em to out here?
All the same to me.
If you want your cows more than you want your boss,
you got till sundown.
Now, we brought your son back to you alive.
We could have killed him anytime.
And we still can.
More fool to you for not.
Should have. Been more for the rest of us to share.
Why, I believe that dying is just a part of living.
I don't set as much store by dying as some folks do.
You go ahead.
Kill him right here, right now.
Ain't gonna change my mind.
(chuckles)
You're just saying 'er, ain't you, Ma?
Jesse,
if they're aiming to sell them cattle,
they're gonna have papers, ain't they?
I don't know nothing about that, Ma.
That trail boss likely got them papers on him right now.
- Why don't you find 'em for me. - ROWDY: Jed, not one head
of that herd, understand, or you're fired.
You're through.
You throw him back in the house.
One head!
One head of those steers and you're through!
You got till sundown.
I'd rather have the money,
but I'll kill him
just like that if you try rushing us.
I've got something to say, lady.
Spit it out!
We don't pay for dead trail bosses
except with a rope around your neck.
You ain't showing much respect for your trail boss or for me.
He crawfish out on a deal,
he gonna pay for it
with his money
or with his neck!
(door slams shut)
Oh, that woman!
I believe she'd do it.
No way in the world you can trust that gal.
Hey, Jed, wait up.
Look, you, um...
you actually believe they'd kill Rowdy
for the pure pleasure of it?
That kind likes killing.
What if I ride to the nearest town for the sheriff?
There isn't a sheriff within a hundred miles of here
and no town around here big enough to even spit on.
Well, then we got to try to sell that herd some place
-and raise the money, that's all. -Sure. Where?
We passed some kind of spread down south of the river.
I'll ride back and see what's what.
You think you could find it?
You're mighty well told.
All right, Wish, you go ahead.
Try and get that money somehow, but you get it.
And just remember we haven't got all week.
You think I'm gonna forget that?
Simon, you and Quince go back and scout around the house.
If there's any way of getting in without being seen,
you hightail it back to the herd.
(door closes softly)
(snoring softly)
(grunting)
(both laugh)
You got out.
Yeah, yeah, untie me, will you?
Hurt your head getting out of the window?
No, no, no. Could you, could get a knife
and cut these ropes?
You so all-fired anxious to leave me.
No, you could come with me if you want, Billie Lou.
But we got to hurry.
I ought to.
4 hate that old woman. Yeah?
She killed my pa just as if she held a gun to his head.
And them two sons of hers, I can't make up my mind
which of them's worse.
Well, I'll tell you what you do.
You, you go in there, sneak in there,
-and get a knife... 4 ain't soft in the head!
(laughs)
I don't buy what I ain't looked over.
Real careful.
We don't have any time.
My, that is pretty hair.
You think I'm at all pretty, Mr. Cowman?
Sure.
What will you give me if I come away with you?
Anything, anything at all, Billie Lou.
You'd promise me the moon, wouldn't you?
All tied up like you are.
But what I'd probably wind up with is a bullet in the back
or maybe Ma's hands around my throat.
Ah, no.
But I sure do like you.
A whole lot.
Skinner, he's got out the window!
Hey, Jesse?
What you gonna do with your money when you get it?
Me?
I'm gonna take my thousand dollars,
And I'm-a gonna go to San Francisco.
I hear tell a feller can live high on the hog
up in San Francisco with that kind of money.
$3,000 into six don't come to no thousand a piece.
Who said it did?
There's a thousand for me and there's a thousand for my ma.
And the rest of you can fight
for what's left over.
Um, when I get my money,
I'm-a gonna buy me
a real high prancing white mule.
And some mining equipment.
And go to mining me
a gold mine all to my own self.
JESSE: Listen to old ugly.
His gold mine. (laughs)
There's a whole bunch of gold in the ground
if'n you got the patience to look for 'er!
(Jesse laughs)
Maybe I'll go to San Fan-cisco, too.
Why, sure, honey.
I'd take you along with me.
Where I'd go, they wouldn't let you walk down the street!
(Max laughs)
(continues laughing)
(laughs)
They got beautiful houses there.
And millions of gaslights.
And folks to wait on you.
And the men?
They kiss the ladies' hands.
You think they're gonna let you get anywhere near
them high-toned places?
You just never mind about me!
I'll make out just fine!
You-you know what I think?
I think Billie Lou's kind of sweet
on that cowboy in the other room.
BILLIE LOU: You just think about your own mule,
-and never mind about me! - MAX: And you know what?
I don't guess old Jess likes it too much.
'Cause he wants Billie Lou to be sweet on his own self!
(laughs)
Boy, you better shut your mouth.
I see a whole lots more than folks know, don't I, Ma?
Hush up.
OI' Jess thinks he's such a mush.
I just bet Billie Lou wouldn't even spit on him
if he's a-burning up on fire!
- You stump! - Ma!
You stump-headed weasel!
I'm gonna pop you open, see if you full of air
like a dead goat!
Ma! Don't-don't let him do it!
Don't let him stick me, Ma!
I don't care if he does stick you.
My head hurts with all this talkity-talk.
Ma, I'll be good!
Tell him to turn loose of me!
Jesse, will you stop teasing him?
I ain't teasing!
I hate this tub of lard!
He ain't worth the food he eats.
I said leave him be!
Good for you.
And don't you start nothing.
I'll wallop you lopsided.
You don't lay a hand on me.
It's that drover that's a-making all this trouble, Ma.
Quick as we get that money, we gonna get shut of him?
MA: Hush up!
Maybe I'll take him to San Fan-cisco with me.
JESSE: Oh!
You and him'd make a pair, wouldn't you?
When I get my gold mine,
I'm gonna get on my mule and go
to San Fra-kiss-co my own self.
I swear you're all gonna make me throw up!
All that talk about big cities.
Gold mines.
There's more than a good chance
them cowmen won't even come back.
'Less they come with a posse.
Or the rest of their drovers.
You think they want him dead, Ma?
I think they're gonna try to raise some money.
But if they don't,
they might just decide to shoot it out with us.
So let them!
Ain't nobody gonna get to us.
If they do come back,
we're gonna dicker.
But you said that...
MA: I said dicker!
We give them back a trail boss,
they give us half their cattle.
All signed over.
Legal and clear.
That there's a good idea, Ma.
I'd prefer to have the money.
But there's more than one way to skin a possum.
I just seen a couple of possums out back in the gulch there
behind the house.
Nice big ones.
Riding horses.
You hear that?
You get back to your chimney.
Cousin Will, you come along with me.
What do you say-- 60, 70 yards maybe?
Yeah, I'd say about that.
And not a drop of cover between here and the house.
They'll pick us off like partridges.
Yeah, it's, uh, it's all open ground this way.
What do you say we follow this arroyo,
and see how close it comes to the house?
Al right.
(gunshot)
Well...
will you look
what we got here.
A prime pair
of overgrown groundhog.
This ain't very bright of you, boys.
All it's gonna get you is a hide full of buckshot
and one dead trail boss.
You want I should kill 'em?
MA: Oh, I reckon they ought to have one chance.
But that chance is the only one.
You hear me?
Now, will you git?
Yeah, you saw how they'd let my men kill you.
Your own brother laughed.
I hate Jess.
He scares me...
makes me feel bad.
But my ma wouldn't let nobody to kill me.
All she cares about is money and Jesse.
A man like you deserves respect from his mother.
Along with everybody else.
...I could track deer just like an Injun.
- I'll bet you can. - You bet.
And g-quail, too.
Back home, where we come from,
I was the best tracker for miles around.
Yeah, I'll bet you really can.
Of course, to get respect in this world nowadays,
you got to have money, gold.
You know, I knew an old prospector once,
told me where I could find all the gold I'd ever need.
Um... where at was it?
Hmm? Oh.
Oh, he showed me a map, had all kinds of directions on it.
But he got me thinking.
Got me thinking about prospecting for gold, you know.
Make a fortune, be a really big man in this country.
You-you-you bet.
Right?
You. Ma wants you.
Um, uh...
Geez, a real prospecting map, huh?
Mm. Real.
Miss me, big cowman?
You want me to cut you loose, honey?
Yeah, would it do any good to ask?
(laughs): Well, keep asking.
I'm powerful changeable.
Everybody says so.
Yeah, you proved that out there a while ago.
You mean 'cause I hollered Skinner down on you?
That's right.
Well, there wasn't nothing else I could do.
You could have cut me loose, let me get out of here.
Well, how would I ever get free of this place if I done that?
I got a fair share coming from the money I get for you.
And this time they ain't gonna cheat me out of it.
I'm going to get enough so I can go away for good,
and get to San Fan-cisco.
You ever been there?
Yeah, once.
Oh, tell me about it. Hey, you want something?
Uh, some liquor?
A cigarette?
You tell me about it, and I'll roll one for you.
I guess I could use a smoke.
Last year, a peddler fella, he told me about it.
He said they had a big singing house there.
And the women wear long coats and velvet wraps, gloves.
Is that true?
Yeah, they got some places they do that.
If you were there,
you would look just as good as any of them.
But, uh, they're never gonna let you go.
Ma and Jesse and them, you mean, huh?
That's right.
You see, even if they got money for me-- and they won't--
they're gonna have to split it up six ways.
Now, one-sixth, that, uh,
that wouldn't get you to Santa Fe,
much less San Francisco.
If I take you back to your men, just me, all by myself,
then I'd get all the money?
Is that what you're saying?
You get away from him!
I want you to stop all this cozying up business.
I don't trust this fella...
even if he is tied up.
I don't trust you, neither.
Now you get on outside.
You help me hang up the rest of that wash.
♪♪
(coughing)
♪♪
Hey, Ma.
I believe the place is on fire.
Whoo-ee, look at him sweat!
They gonna cook him for sure. (laughs)
You wouldn't!
The heck we wouldn't.
That long drink of water is worth money to us.
You bet, Ma.
We'd be all kinds of fools to let him burn up
without putting him to some use.
You get him out of there, and put out that fire.
The house is here.
The arroyo runs behind like this.
Now, the closest we can get without being seen is here.
Between here and the house, it's open ground.
Yeah, and before we get across there,
they'd have Rowdy hung ten times over.
Well, I wouldn't figure on going across the open ground.
- You got an idea? - Yeah.
It gives us an outside chance of getting in close,
but I'd hate to have to try it.
Well, if Wishbone don't get back with that money soon,
we're gonna have to try something.
Well, it's almost sundown.
MA: All ready for you, Mr. Trail Boss.
Leave him just enough slack so's he can breathe.
Won't be so hard for us to keep track of you out here.
And you ain't likely to get in much trouble up there, are you?
Hey, Cousin Will,
you keep an eye out from up there.
(cattle bellowing)
You get those fuses tight
or you'll have that stuff all over the prairie.
- No sign of Wish? - No.
(hoof beats approaching)
Oh, here he comes.
You finished with that, Quince?
It's the last one, Jed. I think we're ready to go.
Let me have them.
- Nothing? - Nothing.
And it's the only ranch in 50 miles,
and they don't have any payroll and won't have.
They did offer us a gunhand or two.
Well, we can't move with the men we've got.
What's all this?
What may be our last chance.
We've got to do something
to draw their attention away from Rowdy.
That's your job.
What do you mean, my job?
Well, we can't take any men in there.
They'd spot us so fast, they'd have Rowdy swinging
before we could get a single shot off.
Yeah, but what do you want me to do?
I'll tell you about it on the way.
Time's a-wasting. All set?
QUINCE: We're ready.
Well, let's move out.
You must be thirsty.
Maybe I could still help you get free if I was sure
you were gonna take me to San Fan-cisco.
Hey!
You silly-nilly thing!
I told you to stay away from him.
I was just getting him water.
He can live without it for two or three more hours.
After that, it might not make no difference.
(laughs)
Now will you get away, like I said?
(laughs)
We'll move slow along here. Let's keep in the shadows
and not kick up any more dust than we can help.
You still there, Mr. Cowboy?
(weakly): I'm still here.
(chuckles)
I kind of figured that you wasn't gonna go no place.
It won't be long now.
You mean till my men ride in here and run the lot of you off?
You know what I mean.
Two hours.
You can stand that, can't you?
(chuckles)
Now, ol' Ma in there, she's wanting all that money.
But me, it'd suit me fine
if your man didn't come.
In that way, it would pleasure me, a-pulling on this rope.
Like this.
(laughs)
Hey, you tired? Want to set down?
Here, go ahead, set down there.
(laughing)
What's that you say?
Huh?
I can't quite hear you. Oh. Water.
Oh, why, sure, I can hear that real good now.
You say "water,” and ol' Jesse--
he gonna fetch water for you, boy.
Anything you want from ol' Jesse is yours.
Anything you want, yes, sir.
(clanging)
(shouting): Cold water!
(Jesse whoops)
Now ain't that a pitiful shame?
You ain't gonna get no cold drink of water today.
-(Jesse laughs) - You leave off of him!
I seen you choking at him.
Now, you kill him, and we don't get that money,
you know what Ma's going to do to you?
If'n I want to Kill him, I'll Kill him.
How'd you like it if I holler for Ma, huh?
Don't you hit me. I'll holler. I will!
Skinner?
You keep an eye on them two.
Feel better?
Going to be sundown before long.
Don't look like nobody's coming for you.
They'll come.
ROWDY: Hey, Max?
Huh?
You given any more thought to being cut in
on that big money, rather than hanging somebody?
You bet I have.
Um, uh...
that map you was a-talking about with that gold--
she's a good 'un, ain't it?
The best.
The assayer man in Clover City said
it... best one he's ever seen.
Um, uh...
that mining feller is-is a good friend of yours?
Real good.
(wind whistling)
Some fellers has all the luck, don't they?
Could be your luck, too, Max.
You... Plenty of money there for three people.
I'd be willing to cut you in on my share.
You would, for sure?
Darn right.
If you be my friend,
get me out of here, back me up.
Oh, I'm your friend.
- I'm your friend. - Well, you got to prove it.
You bet. You just tell me what to do, and I'll do her.
Go on, tell me.
Well, you get me untied and let me get my horse.
OI' Ma says...
she's a-gonna wring your neck like a chicken come sundown
if your friends don't come with $3,000.
Yeah, well, she can't do any wringing if I'm not here.
I don't guess.
She can't do anything to you, either,
because you'll be right there with me, right?
Ol' Ma, she could come a-tracking us, though.
No, I ain't gonna let her touch you, I'll tell you.
'Cause you're my friend.
That's right. Now you got to back me up.
Help me get untied.
(wind whistling)
What's wrong?
You think I ain't smart, don't you?
- Oh, no, I don't think that. - Oh, you bet.
You-you think I'm slow just like all of 'em says I am.
Onliest thing I know, when I'm a-being fooled,
'cause if there's so much gold in that hole,
how come you ain't rich?
Well, I'll tell you why.
See, the war came along
and took five years out of my life.
Even if you've got a perfect map where the gold is,
you gotta have a stake to go digging for it.
Well, that's why I've been working cattle all these years,
so I could save up enough.
And now you got 'er.
That's right, I got plenty.
And you're gonna take ol' Max with you.
That's right, I'm taking my friend Max.
'Cause I'm your friend.
That's right, that's right.
Now come on, get me untied.
Only, if I was to find out you was a-lying to me...
I'd just kill you quick.
Well, how are you going to find out if I'm telling the truth
unless you give me a chance to prove it?
Untie me.
You bet.
Dadburn you, Max!
And dadburn you, too, cowboy.
Boy, you get to him,
that's 'cause he ain't so bright,
but I'm gonna fix you good.
All right, this is where we'll split.
Wish is going to ride ahead and wait for the signal.
The rest of you go with Quince and Simon.
And timing is going to be everything,
so don't make a move until I give the signal.
But you can't go in there alone.
You better let me go in there with you.
They wouldn't let more than one man in.
I'd better make it alone.
All right there, now, Mr. Trail Boss.
Now, I don't want you to get scared none.
I ain't going to kill you.
I'm a-just going to hurt you a little bit.
I'm going to brand you
like you do them little old calves of yours.
One more step and I'll kill you.
Get away from him!
MA: Hey!
What is going on out here?
Your weasel son was going to burn him with an iron.
I swear I gotta watch that Jesse just like a hawk.
Oh, now, Ma, I was just a-going to tease on him some.
You was only going to do what you could get away with,
that's what you was going to do.
I give my word
nothing's going to happen to him till after sundown.
I don't go back on my word.
You know it, too.
I ought to cut him loose
and let him lay your head wide open.
One of them's coming!
(horse snorts)
Looks like your friend's going to pay us a little social call.
MA: All right, mister.
You just rein up right there.
And-and get off that horse.
And, Skinner,
you keep a tight squirrel bead on him.
And now you come at me...
slow, straight and easy.
I expect you brung me my money.
Hand it over!
COLBY: Well, Mrs. Gufler, it ain't easy
to raise that kind of money around here.
Well, what'd you come here for?
I ain't about to hang around,
listen to your tongue flapping.
Well, I kind of thought we could...
talk things over.
I don't know what he come here for, Ma,
but it ain't just to talk.
Don't you take your eye off him, Skinner.
COLBY: She thinks I'm trying to be tricky,
like those Kiowas we met last year,
when they tried a bunch of signals to spook off the herd.
Remember?
I don't care about any tricks or anything else.
Just don't you sell any of my herd, understand?
They'd probably hang me anyway.
MA: Us Guflers don't skunk out on deals.
We make a bargain, we stick to it.
Maybe you fellas don't.
Maybe you've got other plans.
Mind if I have a... a drink, Mrs. Gufler?
MA: Hey, you, Max.
You mind your manners.
Get him a drink of water.
Thank you, ma'am.
(explosions)
They's around back, Ma!
MA: Max!
Go got yourself your rifle.
Little girl, you get out of the way.
Either one of you two fellows move,
you're going to be dead.
(gunshot)
Easy, Mrs. Gufler.
Get Rowdy out of that noose.
(gunshots)
Don't make a move.
You bet.
Jesse!
Hey, you! Jesse!
You come on out here!
(gunshot)
I thought it was me came here to save you.
(Rowdy sighs)
Well, it all seems to be here.
'Course it's all there.
You still don't trust us.
And Billie Lou...
guess I owe you something for trying to help out.
That'll get you a start towards San Francisco
or wherever it is you want to go.
Hey, Max.
Um, uh...
that there gold mine you was a-talking about...
there never was one, was there?
I'm sorry about that.
I knew it.
I knew it all the time.
Thanks for your hospitality, ma'am.
♪♪
COLBY: Looks like a pretty good bunch of horseflesh.
What do you mean, "looks like"?
It's the best in the territory.
Boys will sure be glad to see this.
Now we can really get the herd moving.
Did you get a good price on them, Rowdy?
Oh, yeah. Got a good price.
Still got half my roll.
That trail boss of ours
has a pretty good sense of bargaining, huh?
Yeah, he's got a good head for business.
Neck, you mean.
-(Blake chuckles) -(Rowdy clears throat)