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, throw
And brand 'em
Soon we'll be livin'
High and wide
My heart's calculatin'
My true love
Will be waitin'
Be waiting at the end
Of my ride
Move 'em on, head 'em up
Head 'em up, move 'em on
Move 'em on, head 'em up
Rawhide
Let 'em out, ride 'em in
Ride 'em in, let 'em out
Cut 'em out
Ride 'em in
Rawhide!
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Hyah!
Hyah!
Rawhide!
Hyah!
Well, look's good down here.
We'll ride into Endicott
in the morning.
Good, I thought we were gonna
ride all the night
the way you were going.
If you want to unsettle,
I'll scare up a fire.
I don't want to admit to hearing
what I think I hear.
You seeing what I'm seeing?
Yeah.
Just what, besides girls,
are those?
Ballet dancers.
Well, I seen ballet dancers
at the Turkish Delight Saloon
in San Antone...
Ballet, not belly.
I seen longer skirts
and shorter legs.
It's a big thing
in Europe. Very popular.
I have a hunch it's gonna be
very popular in Texas too.
Uh-huh.
Come sit, master, please.
Please. Your indulgence.
You cannot see
properly from here.
Will you please follow me?
You... You weren't here
from the beginning, were you?
Uh, no.
Well, uh, I cannot
permit that.
A ballet must always be seen
from the beginning.
Oh, I'm sorry, we didn't know
one was being
performed out here.
Oh. I'm MacKay.
Gil Favor, this is Rowdy Yates,
my ramrod.
Ramrod? What's that?
That means second in command.
I'm trail boss of a herd
that's coming through this way.
Are you, indeed?
Oh, I'm impressed.
Won't you sit down?
It's wine. French wine.
The only thing to drink
when you're seeing a beautiful
ballet performance.
Say, Mr. MacKay?
Yes, lad.
This is strange place
to be holding a ballet.
Ah, nonsense.
There are times
when MacKay has to go
to Europe to get a ballet.
There are other times
when the ballet has
to be brought to MacKay.
Maestro.
S, seor.
And now you see a ballet
as it should be seen.
From the beginning, please.
Bravo! Bravo, maestro.
It was wonderful.
Bravo!
Bravo.
Wonderful, wonderful.
Gracia, gracia,
Seor MacKay.
And now, the 20 ounces
of gold dust, as promised.
Am I correct?
You are very generous, seor.
Me mountains are very
generous to me.
Ladies, you were marvelous.
You were a delight
to the eye and the heart
and I'd like to give you
a little present.
Here. There's one for you.
One for you.
What's he giving them, rocks?
I'll give you nice long odds
those are nuggets.
One for you.
Gold? Being carried around
like that?
W-Where would he get it?
I heard him say
those mountains of his
have been very generous to him.
And here's one for you.
Now, run along.
Younger men are waiting
all over the world.
You mustn't keep them waiting.
Oh, uh, Mr. MacKay.
Oh, yes, uh, you don't have
to thank me for the performance.
I was happy to share
me pleasure with you.
Um...
Trail boss, you say?
That's right.
Where's your herd?
About five, six hours' ride
south of here.
Why aren't you with it?
Well, we have to ride
into Endicott in the morning.
Endicott? Hm.
I know the town.
It's a dusty eyesore
on the bosom of the prairie.
Keep away from it.
There isn't a girl to found
within its dusty confines.
Well, we may not
have to go there
now that we've run into you.
We just wanted to get some
information there
about the Dead Mountains.
What would you be seeking
in the Dead Mountains?
Water and a pass
for the cattle.
Plains are dry as a bone.
Maybe you could
tell us about it.
Uh, you said you owned
the mountain.
I do.
What is it you want to know?
Is there a way for the cattle
to get through?
There is, indeed.
And water?
Enough to flourish a desert.
Well, that's good news.
Could you let us know
the best way in?
I'll take you there myself.
Goodbye, Mr. MacKay. Au revoir.
Bless them.
Where are your horses?
Oh, we got them right across
the knoll there.
We were gonna
make night camp.
Eh, make camp.
Go on and get your horses
and meet me here.
Fine.
Funny old jasper, isn't he?
Yeah. It was a lucky break
running onto him like that.
Seems like a real old desert
rat, the way he's dressed.
Having them burrows and all.
Well, the way he's throwing
that gold around,
he's more than found
what he was looking for.
He must have taken off
as soon as we turned our backs.
Yeah, but he was gonna take us
into the mountains.
Yeah, except that must be
the one thing
in the world
he's most afraid of.
But why? We ain't after
any gold.
He don't know that.
Well, what do we do now?
Well, wait till sunrise, ride up
to those Dead Mountains,
see if we can find
a pass ourselves.
There's a way in.
Wide enough for the herd
to get through.
The ground don't look too bad.
Well, so far so good.
Of course, we haven't
gone far yet.
Yeah.
Hold it.
We ought to try making
a run for it, huh?
Well, this child ain't about
to try and outrun bullets.
No one in these mountains
except the people in them.
Raise your hands.
Get off the horses.
Where's he going? For help?
They don't need any more help
as far as I'm concerned.
Why do you come
to Dead Mountains?
We look for water
and a pass for our cattle.
There is a pass.
There is water.
But they are both sacred
to the Indians.
You have come this far.
No farther.
We've got 3,000 head of cattle.
They have to have water.
Now, if your people need cattle,
maybe we could trade.
No white man comes
to Dead Mountains.
You're letting him go
into the canyon.
Mr. MacKay!
Hey, MacKay!
He mustn't hear you.
He's a white man, you're letting
him go in the canyon.
No white man rides
the Dead Mountains.
What are you talking about?
He's riding right in there.
I see no one.
Must be joking or something.
You're free to go back
where you came from.
What about our guns and horses?
Look, we don't want to break
any of your tribal customs.
Maybe it's only this pass
that's sacred.
This pass and all passes.
Well, maybe it's only
this part of the range.
Every mountain in this range.
Every rock, every tree,
every blade of grass
is sacred to us
and to our ancestors.
You know, I might believe that
if it wouldn't...
Ah, never mind.
We wish you no harm.
No blood has been drawn.
But do not return,
because if you do,
there will be harm
and blood will be drawn.
What'll it be, gents?
Whiskey or whiskey?
Whiskey.
You got a nice
little town here.
Endicott?
You ain't had
a real good look at it.
Yeah, most stores
did seem to be shut up.
Permanent.
Mister, Endicott ain't no town.
It's just the leftovers.
Well, you're in business.
Ah. I'm just too lazy
to move anyplace else.
Besides, there was a time when
Endicott was pretty flourishing.
Lots of people had high hopes.
What happened to it?
Hopes need nourishing.
Only reason old man Endicott
started the town
was he was sure there was gold
in the Dead Mountains.
Ain't there?
Lots of men went into
the mountains looking for it.
Only one of them ever come back.
Old man MacKay.
Ever hear of him?
Yeah, we heard of him.
Every day, every week.
Gunmen, fortune hunters
come trailing into town
all looking for old man
MacKay's gold.
All of them packing guns,
willing and anxious to use them.
Uh, what's your interest
in the Dead Mountains?
You looking for gold too?
No, not gold. Water.
We got 3,000 head of cattle
on the Sedalia Trail.
Why would you want to take
cattle into them mountains?
Well, there ain't any water
on the plains
for 30 miles, that's why.
Hm.
If I was moving
3,000 head of cattle,
I sure wouldn't wanna
take them into country
I didn't know nothing about.
That's why we're in Endicott,
for some information about them.
Information won't
do you no good.
What you need's a guide.
You need somebody that knows
them mountains as well he knows
his way from that front door
over at this bar.
Got anybody in mind?
Yes, I have.
How'd you like
to earn some money?
No.
Now, look, you're running
short of money
and I'm running short
of whiskey.
Oh? First I heard of that.
My customers don't pay
what they owe me,
I can't afford to buy
any new stuff.
I think you ought
to do what I say.
Come on.
This here is, uh,
Joel Turner.
Howdy. Gil Favor
and Rowdy Yates.
I was born and raised
in this part of Texas,
I could take you blindfold.
Any nook or corner.
Could you get
3,000 head of cattle
through the Dead Mountains?
Sure.
What about Indians?
There are not many of them
in the hills.
They stopped us.
Oh? Where'd you come up from?
South.
They must have tried
Echo Pass.
There are lots of others.
Much better suited
for driving cattle through.
Fine. The job's yours
for the asking.
I'm your man.
Good. You ready to start out?
As soon as I get my gear.
We'll be right here.
Excuse me.
Are you going into
the Dead Mountains?
We sure are, ma'am...
Uh, that's right, miss.
My name is Barbara Fraser
and I came to Endicott
yesterday on the stage.
How do you do, ma'am?
Gil Favor, Rowdy Yates.
How do you do?
Please take me with you.
Now, I know that sounds strange,
but my father's
in there somewhere
and I've got to find him.
We're taking a herd
of cattle through.
We wouldn't have time
to be looking for anyone.
But I just want
to go along with you.
I won't be any bother, really.
I've hired a horse.
And once we're in the mountains
you wouldn't have
to worry about me.
I'd like to help you,
miss, but, uh,
there's just no place
for you on a cattle drive.
Oh, but I came all the way
from the east
and I'll just do anything
to find him.
Well, boss, maybe we could go...
Uh, no, I'm afraid
there's not a thing
we could do for you, ma'am.
I'm sorry, Miss Fraser.
Yeah, I'm sorry too.
Look, boss, I ain't one
to argue, but...
Then why are you going to?
Well, you heard what she said.
She's just looking
for her long lost father.
That's her story.
Huh?
You know, Rowdy,
I'm beginning to believe
half the population in these
United States are trying to find
a way into the Dead Mountains
to find MacKay's gold.
Oh, but that isn't
the case with her.
I mean, she just here after her
father. You heard her say that.
Like I said, that's her story.
Oh.
Well, l... I don't know how
you can displease
such a sweet-looking
little girl as that.
Oh. Practice.
Well, I hope I didn't keep you
waiting too long.
The important thing is you're
getting us where we want to go.
I'll show you a way to get
your herd through the mountains.
Whoa. Whoa.
That's the pass
I had in mind.
Ah, good. More than wide enough
for the cattle.
It don't stay that wide
all the way in.
The going gets pretty rough
for quite a while
before we get to water.
It seems like
it always does.
Up here!
Up here.
That's that eastern girl,
isn't it?
Yeah.
Pick up her horse.
What happened?
My horse stumbled. I fell.
Trying to ride straight
up the side of a mountain
isn't the smartest thing
in the world to do.
I didn't think it would be.
What'd you have in mind?
Going into those
mountains alone?
I am going into these mountains.
My father's in there
and I'm gonna find him.
Say, your father's name
wouldn't be MacKay
by any chance, would it?
MacKay? Of course not.
It's Fraser.
Look, we're...
We're going on in there.
You know, we can't let her just
go on by herself.
Why can't we take her with us?
Thank you.
Well, looks like my mind's
been made up for me.
Oh, but boss...
Look.
If I had a choice, I'd send
you back to Endicott right now.
With him.
You think you can manage
to sit your horse?
Well, she's riding with them,
we're riding after them.
Plan's working out, Banning.
Yeah, just like
you planned it.
Yeah, well, let's go.
We wouldn't want them
to get lost.
You know, traveling hasn't been
too bad so far.
We're past the worst part of it.
I think we ought to be able
to get our herd through here,
don't you?
Yeah, sure, I guess so.
Well, come morning,
Mr. Favor,
we got three
or four more hours' ride
before we get to water.
Well, fine.
Oh!
Oh...! Oh!
Oh.
I suppose
I behave foolishly.
It was probably just a coyote
or something.
No, that was "just"
a mountain lion.
You know, for somebody
who scares easy,
you sure get in some
strange places.
Oh, l...
I just felt like being alone.
Felt like remembering
my father.
The way he was
the last time I saw him.
He was very tall.
Almost as tall as you are.
And very gentle.
He was educated in Edinburgh
and was teaching in Boston.
He was a geologist
and a mining engineer.
Everyone said he had
a brilliant career ahead of him.
And what happened to him?
Well, he took me
on an excursion one day.
Left my mother alone
in the cabin.
And the lamp overturned
and the cabin burned down.
He started drinking
very heavily after her death.
I guess he felt guilty
about leaving her alone.
And then he gave up
his teaching job
and sent me to live
with an aunt and uncle.
And then he just
disappeared.
He went west.
There were a few letters
at first,
but then none at all.
What makes you think
he's in Texas?
Well, I got a letter
from him two months ago.
You mean, he told you to come
out here alone like this?
Oh, no.
He just wanted to know
if I was happy
and if everything was all right.
But in it he mentioned
the Dead Mountains.
And I found out where they are,
and here I am.
Did, uh, he say
what he was doing
in the Dead Mountains?
Well, he said that a man
who had befriended him
was using his training
and knowledge.
Sounds like it could be MacKay.
He didn't say.
He could use his experience
as a geologist
to help him find the ore,
and as a mining engineer
to help him get it out.
Mr. Favor, you've just got
to help me find him.
Look, l...
I've got to get a herd through.
You took me with you.
And you didn't have to.
Yeah, I know.
Are you sorry for me?
Let's say I made a mistake.
Why are you so afraid
of being human?
The only thing I'm afraid of
is not getting the job done
that I'm paid to do.
Perhaps
I could pay you too.
I've already
been hired.
So I guess we better
get back to camp.
It was a wild
and turbulent crossing.
And the waves
of the Atlantic Ocean
were rising mountains high
while our little ship
was being tossed about like a...
Like a leaf
on a waterfall.
But did MacKay get scared?
Did MacKay tremble?
He most certainly did.
And after riding many miles
in an iron horse,
here I am.
Home at last.
And now I'm going to tell you
something you really
want to know.
On my way back here,
I stopped in at your village.
And you'll be glad to learn
everything is going along fine.
I've had some plows shipped out
from the east.
They put 200 more acres
onto cultivation.
It'll be about a week before
your replacements come in.
And then you can go back
to your village.
Mr. MacKay.
Yes, lad?
When you were in our village,
did you see my wife?
Ah. I did, indeed.
What's more, I saw your son.
A son.
I am glad.
Ah. Of course you are.
You want to laugh and dance
and sing, don't you?
You've a right to.
He's a beautiful baby.
There are white men camping
in mountains tonight.
But I was not followed in.
No one's ever been able
to do that.
It is the two drovers,
and others.
Another man and woman.
Also two riders
who remain apart.
I don't like
the sound of it.
We'll have to do something
about it, lads, won't we?
Come on, Banning,
we haven't got all day.
We should be ready to move out
the instant they do.
Don't worry,
we'll be ready.
Ready for what?
You men are a long ways
from Endicott, aren't you?
So are you.
There ain't a bar
in sight.
I'm not leading you
to MacKay's gold.
Of course you ain't. You're just
showing that trail boss
a pass through
the mountains.
That's right.
So why worry about us?
I'm not worried about you.
I've got my story all ready.
I found you following me.
You tried to jump me.
And I had to kill
the pair of you.
I don't think
that's a very good idea.
Do you, Jim?
I sure don't.
That's too bad.
Turner? You got a gun?
In my saddlebag.
Get it.
I'll go on ahead.
You cover me.
Well, what if they're Indians?
I don't know
what it is yet.
Might be just Turner
getting breakfast.
Somebody was a pretty good shot.
Three holes, not an inch apart.
Whoever it was
couldn't have gone very far.
Well, they might as well be
on the other side of the moon.
It'll only take them a few
seconds to disappear in this.
Yeah, this'll only take
a few seconds
for someone to get lost,
you mean.
It just doesn't
seem real.
Oh, it's real enough,
all right.
What do we do now?
We get out of these mountains
as fast as we can, if we can.
Backtracking on this rocky
ground ain't gonna be no joy.
Sun might be some help if we
knew which way Turner took us.
But we don't.
Well, sitting around ain't gonna
change things. Let's go.
No, another dead end.
We're not getting anyplace,
boss.
All that means
is we keep on trying.
Come on, mount up.
What do you mean,
"Keep on trying"?
We can do that forever.
Oh, no. I forgot.
We don't have any more water.
How long is it before
you die of thirst?
You're not gonna die
of thirst.
Well, what am I gonna die of?
Look, we got in here.
So there must be a way out.
We'll find it.
Same way those other people did?
The ones who came in here
and never came out?
Now, look, I don't know
or care about them.
Well, I do.
I know what happened.
The same thing
that's gonna happen to us.
They just kept going round and
round the way we've been doing.
And every rock
looked like every other rock,
and they kept saying they'd find
a way out and they never did.
Hey, boss.
One thing's sure,
he'll know a way out of here.
What good
will that do us?
It'll do us a lot of good
if we can keep him in sight.
Come on, mount up.
Suppose he tries
to lead us into a trap?
He don't have to.
We're already in one.
Easy, Jim.
There ain't any more
where that come from.
All that did
was make me thirsty.
I'm getting sick of these rocks.
Maybe you better start
to love them.
They're likely to be
the last thing you'll ever see.
If only we hadn't lost
them drovers.
They're likely
in the same spot as we are.
Well, what are we supposed
to do? Stand right here and die?
It's been done.
Tyree.
What's he hanging around for?
What are you whispering for?
He can't hear you.
I don't want him to go away.
Well, why?
That ain't...
I got me an Indian.
Now, that makes my day...
That ain't smart.
That's all I was gonna say.
I have done as you said.
Fine.
And now let's take a look
at what flows down to us
from the benevolent mountain,
huh?
You know,
at first sight
a foolish man might think
this was pebble. Ha!
But we know better,
don't we, my lad?
And there's no end
to the gold in mountains.
At least not yet.
We're out of the rocks.
We still keep following him?
Yeah. He could've led us deeper
into them if he'd wanted to.
Maybe he's found a quicker way
to get rid of us.
Yeah.
Let's keep following him.
That could be a mistake,
boss.
Yeah,
but what's one more?
Yeah.
Guaranteed there's a madness
in each and every one of you.
You came up here
to seek for gold.
We came up here looking
for water and for grazing land.
There's plenty of water and
grazing land in the mountains.
But not in the direction
you were going.
We hired a guide.
Where is he?
He was killed by your people.
You're wrong.
He was killed by that man
and his partner.
But he deserved it.
He was not leading you
to green pastures.
We hired him
in good faith.
Faith, means, um...
It's a matter of belief,
is it not?
Why should I believe you?
Either you do
or you don't.
That's a matter of faith
for you to decide.
You wouldn't be the first
to come up to these mountains
and never be heard of again.
Our drovers will be up
looking for us.
No chance would they have
of finding this place.
What do you think we're so
interested in your gold for?
We got 3,000 head of cattle
on our hands.
Well, I've heard you say that,
but I've never seen it.
And this girl.
Why is she with you?
Looking
for her father.
Oh.
What's your name?
Barbara Fraser.
Was your father one of the men
that came up to look
for MacKay's gold?
Story she told us,
he's a geologist
and a mining engineer.
His wife died, he drank up
everything back east,
so he came west.
Last place he was heard from
was the Dead Mountains.
And who did the hearing?
She got a letter from him.
A letter?
Interesting.
Where did your father
get his education?
Edinburgh.
Oh, the girl's clever.
She knows everything about
the man she's talking of.
Everything except one thing.
And what's that?
He didn't have a daughter.
He's lying.
Mr. Favor,
I sincerely beg your pardon.
I very much doubt
you being a murderer,
but I'm afraid you've been
misled by a pair of pretty eyes.
Among other things.
You see, I'm the man
she's talking about.
Careful.
Now, get down there.
All of you.
There are other braves
about, you know.
They'll be back.
You two
get down here.
Down here.
Tyree. Is this what we
came out here for?
If we're lucky there'll be
enough to get us back east.
That ain't all the gold
there is.
You said there was more
than a man could carry.
There is!
He's got it stashed someplace.
Now, where do you
keep the gold?
We don't keep it.
We spend it.
You saw me kill once,
and I'll kill again.
I don't mind killing.
Matter of fact,
you might say I like it.
Now, gold never did
a dead man any good.
So why don't you tell us
where you've hidden it?
And you might live
to mine more.
Well, uh,
I'm a reasonable man
and there's a good deal of sense
in what you say.
But we have no thieves
in the hill.
We manage to keep them out.
Usually.
So all we have to do
with the gold
is throw it onto the sluices.
Maybe he's lying.
Yeah. You go down
and get the gold.
As you wish.
I suppose you want
all the gold there is.
That's right. All of it.
Say, MacKay.
Yes?
Uh, you'll be needing a hand,
won't you?
Aye. The gold's awful heavy.
Come along.
He's much better-looking when
he's unconscious, isn't he?
Thank you,
young man.
You'd better take him
in to that sheriff in Endicott.
I think you better
take her too.
I don't think they'll hang her
like they will him.
But it'll be some time
before she gets out
to look for her father
that never was.
And the gold
that was never hers.
We'll take her in.
And when you return,
my Indians will show you
the finest pass
through the mountains.
And the finest
grazing lands.
Don't worry, heh, it won't be
anywhere near this place.
Isn't this the doggonest thing
you ever seen, Joe?
No trail drive should
ought to be without one.
This kind of thing
go on all the time?
No, but it ought to.
I suspected your men
would enjoy a cancan
more than a ballet,
Mr. Favor.
Huh? Oh, they... They appreciate
it, all right, all right.
Say, uh, one thing bothers me,
Mr. MacKay.
What might that be?
Well, these stories about men
going into the Dead Mountains
and disappearing forever,
there must be some truth
to them.
Yes, it's possible
some of them got lost.
Others may have died
of thirst or starvation.
While others...
My Indians are very loyal,
Mr. Favor.
Head 'em up!
Move 'em out!
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin'
Rollin'
Keep rollin', rollin'
Rollin'
Though the streams
Are swollen
Keep them dogies rollin'
Rawhide!
Through rain and wind
And weather
Hell-bent for leather
Wishin' my gal
Was by my side
All the things I'm missin'
Good vittles
Love and kissin'
Are waiting at the end
Of my ride
Move 'em on, head 'em up
Head 'em up, move 'em on
Move 'em on, head 'em up
Rawhide
Let 'em out, ride 'em in
Ride 'em in, let 'em out
Cut 'em out
Ride 'em in
Rawhide!
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Hyah!
Hyah!
Rawhide!
Hyah!
Hyah!
Rollin', rollin', rollin'