(HORSE WHINNIES WILDLY)
(METAL CLANKS)
(HORSE WHINNIES WILDLY)
AMY: MOM!
(VIOLENT CRASH)
I HAVE TO GO HOME.
I TRY AND TELL MYSELF THAT SHE LIVED AN AMAZING LIFE.
JACK: WELL, MY DAUGHTER DIED TRYING TO SAVE THAT HORSE AND UH...
I DON'T WANT MY GRANDDAUGHTER TO GROW UP
THINKING THAT SHE DIED FOR NOTHING.
WHAT'S THE DEAL WITH THE BABES?
YOU KEEP TEN FEET AWAY AT ALL TIMES.
ANY PART OF YOU THAT CROSSES THAT LINE
WILL BE REMOVED.
THE PROBLEM IS GRANDPA.
HE'S NEVER GONNA FORGIVE YOU.
SO HOW COME YOU'RE GOING THROUGH ALL MOM'S STUFF
AND YOU'RE MAKING ALL THESE DECISIONS
ABOUT THINGS THAT YOU'RE...
YOU'RE NOT EVEN PLANNING TO STICK AROUND.
BECAUSE SOMEBODY HAS TO, AMY.
AMY: (SHOUTING) I KNOW THAT YOU BLAME ME!
BUT WE WERE JUST TRYING TO HELP YOU!
IT'S NOT MY FAULT.
(SCREAMING) IT'S NOT MY FAULT!
(HORSE WHINNIES)
(CRICKETS CHIRPING)
(BED COVERS SHUFFLE)
MOM...
(THUNDER BOOMS)
MOM.
(TRUCK ENGINE REVS)
NO.
(TRUCK ENGINE REVS)
NO.
(VIOLENT CRASH) MOM!
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(PANTING)
DID SORAYA CALL WHILE I WAS IN THE SHOWER?
NO.
SHE SHOULD BE HERE ANY MINUTE.
HEY, ARE YOU OKAY?
YEAH, I'M FINE. WHY?
I HEARD YOU THIS MORNING. YOU WOKE ME UP.
I'M FINE.
REALLY. YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.
I AM JUST SO EXCITED TO SEE SORAYA.
LOU: SO SHE'S BACK FROM QUEBEC?
MMM HMM.
YEAH, SHE GOT IN LAST NIGHT.
WELL, BEFORE YOU GO RUNNING OFF,
I HAVE TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT SWALLOW.
AMY: WHAT ABOUT SWALLOW?
LOU: HOW'S IT GOING WITH HIM?
HOW'S HE DOING?
IS HE IMPROVING?
SWALLOW'S FINE.
(CAR HORN HONKS)
OH, THERE SHE IS!
LOU: WELL, ARE YOU SURE, AMY?
SWALLOW. ARE YOU SURE HE'S FINE?
YEAH, I'M SURE.
I'M THE ONE TRAINING HIM, OKAY?
LOU: OKAY, I'M JUST ASKING, AMY.
AND I'M JUST TELLING.
NO WORRIES.
(DOOR SHUTS)
HELLO? MRS. ROCHE?
HI, IT'S LOU FLEMING CALLING FROM HEARTLAND.
YUP.
AMY SAYS SWALLOW IS FINE
AND HE'S READY TO BE PICKED UP.
♪♪
♪ And at the break of day ♪
♪ You sank into your dream ♪
♪ You dreamer ♪
MALLORY: SO HOW MUCH MONEY DOES TY MAKE?
JACK: WELL, THAT'S NONE OF YOUR BEESWAX, MALLORY.
MALLORY: WHY? CEO'S OF HUGE COMPANIES
PUBLISH THEIR SALARY IN LIKE "FORBES MAGAZINE"
FOR EVERYBODY TO SEE.
(CHUCKLING) YOU READ "FORBES MAGAZINE"?
MY MOM DOES.
BUT YOU'VE GOT TO BE PAYING HIM MINIMUM,
RIGHT, JACK?
I MEAN I'D BE EXPECTING A LOT LESS
SEEING AS I'M ONLY 12.
WELL, I'D PAY YOU SOMETHING IF YOU MADE YOURSELF USEFUL
INSTEAD OF FOLLOWING ME AROUND GABBING NON-STOP.
FINE, GIVE ME A JOB.
WELL, FINE.
CLEAN OUT COPPER'S STALL.
I DON'T DO HORSE POO.
WELL THAT'S HARD TO AVOID ON A RANCH, DON'T YOU THINK?
(TRUCK DOOR OPENS)
(TRUCK DOOR SLAMS SHUT)
SORAYA: HEY!
AMY: HEY!
YOU LOOK AMAZING! (SMALL LAUGH)
SO DO YOU! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!
I MISSED YOU TOO.
SO DID JAZZ. I LOVE YOUR SWEATER.
OH HE DID? JAZZ MISSED ME?
(LAUGHING) YEAH, HE'S BEEN DANCING
AROUND HIS STALL WAITING FOR YOU.
OH, HE'S SO CUTE. CAN WE GO FOR A RIDE?
ABSOLUTELY. SO WHERE'D YOU GET IT?
OH AT THE COOLEST STORE IN MONTREAL.
YOU'D LOVE THIS PLACE.
MR. BARTLETT, HEY! (GIGGLING)
GOOD TRIP?
THE BEST.
HEY, MALLORY.
MALLORY: HI.
I LIKE THIS.
MALLORY: SO ARE YOU GUYS GOING RIDING?
ARE YOU?
SORAYA: WHOA, WHO'S THIS GUY?
AMY: THIS IS SPARTAN.
MALLORY: HE WAS TOTALLY CRAZED WHEN HE GOT HERE.
AMY: HE'S COME A LONG WAY.
SORAYA: HOW'S YOUR MOM'S HORSE?
AMY: PEGASUS?
YEAH, HE'S NOT HIMSELF, IS HE?
IF YOU ASK ME, HE'S DEPRESSED.
I MEAN I WOULD BE TOO IF MY OWNER WAS-
(PAIL CLANKS LOUDLY)
(WHEELBARROW TRUNDLING)
TY: HEY, WHERE ARE YOU GOIN'?
AMY: FOR A RIDE.
OH, TY, THIS IS SORAYA.
HEY.
AMY: SHE JUST GOT BACK FROM A TRIP TO MONTREAL.
SO NO ONE'S HERE TO HELP ME MUCK OUT?
(HORSE WHINNIES)
I'M STUCK WITH ALL THE WORK...
AGAIN?
I'LL HELP YOU, TY.
JACK: AH...
I THOUGHT YOU DIDN'T DO HORSE SH... MANURE.
(HORSE SNUFFLES)
(WATER SPLASHES)
SORAYA: SO TY...
YOU FORGOT TO MENTION HE WAS HOT.
AMY: WHY DOES EVERYBODY THINK HE'S SO HOT?
'CAUSE HE IS. WHAT'S HE LIKE?
I DON'T KNOW, WEIRD.
HE'S JUST HERE AS PART OF A PROBATION DEAL.
OH BAD BOY. WHAT'D HE DO?
AMY: I ACTUALLY DON'T WANT TO KNOW.
HE'S THE MOODIEST GUY I'VE EVER MET.
HE CAN BE GREAT ONE MINUTE,
YOU KNOW, LIKE ACTUALLY HUMAN,
AND THEN DARK THE NEXT.
I JUST DON'T GET HIM AT ALL.
MOODY AND DARK. WHAT'S NOT TO LIKE?
BOTH: (LAUGHING)
(HORSE HOOVES CANTERING)
SORAYA: WATCH IT, AMY!
(HORSE HOOVES CANTERING)
MAN, I'M IMPRESSED. HE'S A REAL JUMPER!
(LAUGHING) YEAH, HE SEEMS TO LOVE IT.
SORAYA: YOU SHOULD GET BACK INTO COMPETITION.
I DON'T KNOW.
COME ON, IT'S SUMMER, NO SCHOOL.
WE COULD DO IT TOGETHER.
BUT I DON'T HAVE A PRACTICE RING.
SO, WE COULD GO TO ANDY BRIMMER'S PLACE.
HE'S GOT A WHOLE COURSE SET UP.
COME ON, IT WOULD BE FUN!
WE MIGHT EVEN MAKE IT TO THE FALL FINALE.
COULD YOU IMAGINE BEATING ASHLEY?
SO PERFECT.
BOTH: (GIGGLING)
AMY:: COME ON, LET'S GO.
(TRUCK DOOR SLAMS SHUT)
(CALLING) TY, CAN YOU BRING SWALLOW OUT?
SWALLOW'S LEAVIN'?
SINCE WHEN?
SINCE THIS MORNING.
TY: HAVE YOU ASKED AMY?
OF COURSE I DID! NOW JUST BRING HIM OUT!
(CAR TIRES CRUNCHING)
HEY THERE, MRS. ROCHE. NICE DAY.
HOW ARE YOU DOIN', LOU?
THINGS GETTIN' A LITTLE BETTER?
YEAH, WE'RE DOING GOOD. THANKS.
SORAYA: SO HOW'S IT GONNA WORK FROM NOW ON?
AMY: WELL...
RIGHT NOW UNTIL SHE GOES BACK TO NEW YORK ANYWAY,
AND WHO KNOWS WHEN THAT WILL BE,
LOU'S JUST HANDLING THE BUSINESS END OF THINGS,
YOU KNOW, LIKE THE PAYING BILLS
AND ORDERING SUPPLIES, STUFF LIKE THAT,
AND I'M GONNA TRY AND DO WHAT MY MOM DID.
YOU CAN DO IT. YOU'RE AMAZING WITH HORSES.
LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID FOR THIS GUY.
THANKS.
I'M REALLY GLAD YOU'RE HOME.
ME TOO.
HEY, LET'S GO UP THE TRAIL TO CLAIRDALE RIDGE.
I HAVEN'T BEEN THERE FOR AGES.
♪♪
(THUNDER BOOMS)
LET'S JUST GO HOME, OKAY?
(CLICKS TEETH AT HORSE)
COME ON.
(HORSE HOOVES CLIP CLOPPING)
VAL: IS MY FAVOURITE BOARDER BACK ALREADY?
THEY DIDN'T KEEP HIM VERY LONG AT HEARTLAND.
WELL, THEY SAY HE'S ALL FIXED UP.
HUH, THEY DO, DO THEY?
WELL, YOU WOULDN'T CATCH ME OUT ON THE ROAD WITH HIM
SPOOKING AT EVERY CAR OR TRUCK HE SEES,
I CAN TELL YOU.
ALL I KNOW IS THAT MARION FLEMING
WORKED MIRACLES ON MY LAST HORSE AND UH...
APPARENTLY AMY HAS INHERITED HER MOTHERS GIFT.
OH "THE GIFT".
DON'T COMPLAIN TO ME WHEN SWALLOW THROWS YOU OFF AGAIN.
ASHLEY: HEY, IT'S SWALLOW.
HEY.
ARE YOU GLAD TO BE BACK AT BRIAR RIDGE?
WE MISSED YOU.
VAL: (CHUCKLES)
CAN I RIDE HIM?
VAL: NO, YOU CAN'T.
ASHLEY, I SAID NO.
OH, MOTHER, CHILL.
COME ON.
(HORSE HOOVES CLIP CLOPPING)
HE'S LOOKING GOOD! NICE AND RELAXED.
(TRUCK APPROACHING)
(HORSE WHINNIES WILDLY)
ASHLEY: (GRUNTS)
ASHLEY!
ASHLEY: (GROANING)
YOU GOTTA EAT.
I'LL MAKE YOU SOMETHING SPECIAL, OKAY?
YOU'RE A GOOD BOY.
(HORSE SNUFFLES)
(SURPRISED GASP)
CAN YOU PUT THAT TACK WHERE IT BELONGS?
LIKE I'VE GOT TIME TO PUT THINGS AWAY.
I JUST TURNED OUT ALL THE HORSES
AND MUCKED OUT ALL THEIR STALLS.
YOU HAD MALLORY.
RIGHT, MALLORY.
THE MOUTH THAT NEVER STOPS.
THERE ARE THREE HORSES THAT STILL NEED THEIR LEGS
WASHED AND WRAPPED.
HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DO EVERYTHING?
YOU KNOW WHAT, TY?
THAT'S WHAT HIRED HANDS DO.
IT'S THEIR JOB.
(RECEDING FOOTSTEPS)
(BANGING)
I'M SORRY, OKAY?
I DIDN'T MEAN IT TO SOUND LIKE THAT.
(SIGHS)
IT'S JUST I HAVEN'T SEEN SORAYA IN AGES AND I...
I'LL HELP YOU DO NIGHT CHECK AFTER DINNER.
I PROMISE.
O-KAY.
HONEY AND BANANAS.
YOU CAN'T SAY NO TO THAT.
(PAIL CLANKS)
(HORSE WHINNIES ELSEWHERE)
WHERE'S SWALLOW?
MRS. ROCHE PICKED HIM UP A COUPLE OF HOURS AGO.
WHAT?!
TY: AT LEAST THAT'S ONE LESS HORSE TO WORRY ABOUT.
(DOOR SLAMS SHUT)
WHY DID YOU LET SWALLOW GO?
WE NEEDED THE STALL.
LUCY GREENE'S BRINGING WHISPER TOMORROW.
I WASN'T DONE WITH HIM!
YOU'RE THE ONE WHO SAID HE WAS READY.
NO, I DIDN'T.
YOU SAID HE WAS FINE.
I ASKED YOU THIS MORNING AND YOU SAID HE WAS FINE.
HE'S FINE AS IN HE'S IMPROVED,
BUT HE'S NOT FINE AS IN "READY TO GO HOME" FINE!
WELL...
(EXASPERATED SIGH)
AMY: OKAY, I'LL JUST CALL HER... (SIGHS)
AND WE'LL BE FINE.
(CAR ROARS)
(SIGHING ANXIOUSLY) OH NO.
(CAR DOOR SLAMS SHUT)
(GEESE HONKING)
MRS. ROCHE: YOU SAID HE WAS CURED.
LOU: I KNOW, MRS. ROCHE, AND I'M...
MRS. ROCHE: THAT MAY BE YOUR IDEA OF A CURED HORSE,
BUT IT CERTAINLY ISN'T MINE.
I'M SORRY I-
LISTEN TO ME, LOU.
I KNEW YOUR MOTHER
AND I HAD GREAT RESPECT FOR HER,
BUT I THINK YOU'RE MAKING A LIVING
TRADING ON MARION'S REPUTATION.
ONLY THING IS,
YOU DON'T HAVE THE EXPERIENCE
TO DEAL WITH THE PROBLEMS YOU PROMISE TO TREAT.
THAT'S NOT FAIR.
NOW HOLD ON.
AMY WAS DOING A FABULOUS JOB.
I KNEW HE WASN'T READY TO GO.
YOU KNEW?
IT WAS MY FAULT, ACTUALLY.
SWALLOW SHOULD NEVER HAVE LEFT.
NOW PLEASE JUST BRING HIM BACK
AND WE CAN CONTINUE HIS TREATMENT.
NO, I'M SORRY.
VAL STANTON HAS KINDLY OFFERED
TO HAVE ONE OF HER TRAINERS
WORK WITH HIM.
THAT IS SO WRONG.
BRIAR RIDGE'S METHODS
WON'T WORK ON A HORSE LIKE SWALLOW.
AMY, LOU, I LIKE YOU GIRLS,
BUT I THINK YOU'RE IN WAY OVER YOUR HEADS HERE.
(CAR STARTS UP)
(TIRES CRUNCHING)
HOW COULD YOU LET SWALLOW GO?
YOU KNEW HE WASN'T READY.
HEY, WHAT DO I KNOW?
I'M JUST THE HIRED HAND, RIGHT?
(SCREEN DOOR CREAKS)
VAL: I HATE TO SAY IT, I TRULY DO,
BUT I'M TELLING YOU, HEARTLAND'S DAYS ARE NUMBERED.
OH, VAL.
I FEEL SO SORRY FOR THAT FAMILY,
ESPECIALLY AMY.
AMY IS A LOVELY GIRL,
BUT SHE IS CERTAINLY NOT HER MOTHER.
WITH MARION GONE THERE'S NO ONE THERE
WHO CAN FIX HORSES.
IT'S A MYTH, THAT'S WHAT IT IS.
IT'S A MYTH.
AND LOU IS JUST TRYING TO GET AWAY WITH IT
CHARGING GOOD MONEY FOR NOTHING.
(SUCKS HER TEETH)
THAT IS SO NEW YORK, YOU KNOW?
OH MY GOD, MOM, IT'S NICK HARWELL.
MAGGIE: WHO'S NICK HARWELL?
SORAYA: ONLY THE STAR JUMPER ON THE CIRCUIT.
OH, HE'S TOO CUTE.
DOWN GIRL.
(CLEARS THROAT)
CAN I HAVE A LARGE COFFEE, MILK NO SUGAR?
ABSOLUTELY.
MRS. STANTON.
CONGRATS ON YOUR LATEST WIN.
GOSH THAT STAR IS A WONDERFUL HORSE, HUH?
NICK: YEAH, HE'S QUITE A PERFORMER.
HE'S A REAL SHOW OFF.
VAL: (CHUCKLING) HE SURE IS.
COULDN'T HELP BUT NOTICE THOUGH
HE REALLY KICKED UP A REAL FUSS AT THE IN-GATE.
YEAH.
HE DOESN'T USUALLY DO THAT, RIGHT?
HE'S HAVING A FEW ISSUES RIGHT NOW.
AH, RIGHT.
WELL, YOU KNOW, IF YOUR PEOPLE
CAN'T SEE THEIR WAY TO FIXING HIM
COME TO BRIAR RIDGE.
I'M SURE YOU HAVE SOME VERY GOOD PEOPLE THERE.
I JUST HIRED A TRAINER FROM THE BEST STABLE IN KENTUCKY.
HE COST ME A FORTUNE. DON'T ASK.
(LAUGHING) BUT HE'S NOTHING SHORT OF AMAZING
AND IF YOU BRING STAR BY,
HE'LL HAVE A LOOK AT HIM.
HERE'S YOUR COFFEE.
THANK YOU.
SO?
I'LL, I'LL THINK ABOUT IT.
YEAH, YOU DO THAT.
SEE YA.
(DREAMY SIGH)
OH HE SAID "SEE YA."
(DREAMY EXHALE)
(HORSE WHINNIES)
MALLORY: WHAT'S THIS SUPPOSED TO BE?
JACK: SHEPHERD'S PIE.
LOU'S VERSION.
(QUIETLY) TASTES MORE LIKE SOMETHING THE SHEPHERD STEPPED IN.
(SMALL CHUCKLE)
JACK: NO RUDENESS AT THE TABLE
OR SOMEONE WILL EAT IN HER OWN HOME WHERE SHE BELONGS.
SO, SORAYA TELLS ME
SHE WANTS TO START COMPETING AGAIN.
YEAH, SHE WANTS ME TO TRAIN WITH HER.
WELL, I THINK THAT'S A GOOD IDEA.
YOU SHOULD GET BACK TO IT.
I DON'T KNOW.
THAT WAS LUCY GREENE, WHISPY'S OWNER.
SHE'S CANCELLED.
WORD TRAVELS FAST.
BUT SOME GOOD NEWS:
A MR. GARCIA CALLED.
HE'S GOT A HORSE THAT WON'T LET ANYONE SADDLE HIM.
I GAVE HIM A QUOTE AND APPARENTLY-
YOU GAVE HIM A QUOTE?
HE ASKED FOR ONE.
IT USUALLY TAKES YOU ABOUT A WEEK
SO I BASED IT ON THAT.
IT COULD TAKE A WEEK. IT COULD TAKE A MONTH.
I DON'T KNOW UNTIL I'VE SEEN THE HORSE.
JUST TELL HIM THE QUOTE CAN'T STAND.
LOU: I CAN'T DO THAT, AMY. IT'S NOT PROFESSIONAL.
WE SHOULD HAVE RATES AND STICK TO THEM.
EVERYONE ELSE DOES.
WE'RE NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE.
JACK: LOOK, STOP, BOTH OF YA!
THERE'S A WAY TO WORK THIS OUT!
(SCREEN DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)
MAYBE INTENSE FAMILY THERAPY?
(SCREEN DOOR SQUEAKS OPEN)
(SCREEN DOOR SHUTS)
JACK: (SIGHS)
AMY: I'M SORRY I FREAKED OUT ON LOU.
IT'S JUST IT'S ALL HER FAULT WE'RE GETTING A BAD REP.
JACK: OH GO EASY ON HER.
SHE'S ON A BIT OF A LEARNING CURVE
AND FIGURING THINGS OUT.
I'M STILL TRYING TO FIGURE HER OUT.
I WISH SHE WAS A HORSE. IT WOULD BE A LOT EASIER.
(CHUCKLING)
WELL, IF SHE WAS A HORSE...
YOU'D TRY, RIGHT?
(SIGHS)
(COFFEE SLOSHES AND SPILLS)
(SCREEN DOOR SLAMS SHUT)
ARE YOU SLACKING OFF AGAIN?
MUST BE NICE.
(HORSE WHINNIES)
(HORSE SNUFFLES)
AMY: I'LL DO SPARTAN AND PEGASUS.
TY: DON'T STRAIN YOURSELF.
AMY: WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM?
TY: WHAT'S YOURS? YOU'RE THE ONE WITH THE STICK-
AMY: OKAY!
(BRUSHING)
I'M SORRY ABOUT SWALLOW.
IT WAS MY FAULT NOT YOURS.
DAMN RIGHT IT WAS.
(EXASPERATED EXHALE) GEE, THANKS.
(HORSES HOOVES CLIP CLOPPING)
SO YOU'RE NOT MISS PERFECT. BIG DEAL.
THIS TRAINING THING... TRAIN FOR WHAT?
HMM?
YOUR FRIEND.
WHAT DOES SHE WANT YOU TO TRAIN FOR?
HMM, SHOW JUMPING COMPETITION.
AND YOUR GRAMPA SAID YOU SHOULD GET BACK TO IT.
DID YOU COMPETE A LOT OR...?
I USED TO.
TY: DID YOU LIKE IT?
YEAH, I DID.
WELL, LIKE I ALWAYS SAY -
IF IT FEELS GOOD, YOU GOTTA DO IT, RIGHT?
AND CLEARLY THAT'S WORKED WELL FOR YOU.
(BRUSHING)
(SMALL LAUGH)
NICE.
SO HOW DO YOU UH... TRAIN?
A NEIGHBOUR HAS A JUMPING COURSE.
SORAYA'S TOTALLY UP FOR IT.
I MEAN SHE WANTS TO START TOMORROW, BUT...
I DON'T THINK I WANT TO.
WHY NOT?
I DON'T KNOW.
I'M NOT READY.
MY MOM, SHE WAS MY COACH.
JUST NEVER DONE IT ALONE.
I KNOW IT'S LAME.
NO.
BUT I THINK YOU SHOULD DO IT...
WITH THIS GUY.
SOUNDS LIKE HE'S HAD A PRETTY CRAPPY LIFE.
AND IF HE LIKES JUMPIN' SO MUCH
MAYBE IT'D BE GOOD FOR HIM,
YOU KNOW?
SPARTAN: (WHINNIES LOUDLY)
SEE? HE WANTS TO.
YOU DON'T NEED TO BE A HORSE WHISPERER TO KNOW THAT.
(SIGHS)
(HORSE WHINNIES)
(HORSE HOOVES CLIP CLOPPING)
(HOOVES BANG)
(HORSE HOOVES CLIP CLOPPING)
(HORSE SNUFFLES)
(HORSE SNORTS LOUDLY)
AMY: SPARTAN, COME ON.
(HORSE WHINNIES LOUDLY)
(HORSE WHINNIES WILDLY) COME ON, EASY, HEY.
(HORSE SNORTS)
AMY: HEY.
(HORSE WHINNIES WILDLY)
AH, NO!
AMY, GO EASY!
AMY: YOU'RE OKAY. YOU'RE OKAY.
LOU: AMY!
YOU'VE GOT TO BE MORE CAREFUL.
THAT HORSE COULD HAVE KILLED YOU.
IT'S OKAY.
(HORSE WHINNIES)
(HORSE SNORTS)
RELAX!
(HORSE SNUFFLES)
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
MY MOM CALLED IT "T-TOUCH".
THIS HELPS REDUCE STRESS.
YOU SHOULD USE IT ON LOU.
(LAUGHING)
AMY: YEAH, I SHOULD.
SORAYA: SO MUCH FOR GOING TO ANDY BRIMMERS.
WE CAN'T TRAIN, WE CERTAINLY CAN'T COMPETE.
I'M SORRY, SORAYA. I REALLY AM.
YES, MR. GARCIA,
I REALIZE I GAVE YOU THAT PRICE,
BUT WE WON'T KNOW UNTIL WE'VE HAD THE HORSE FOR A FEW DAYS.
EV... EVERY HORSE TAKE A DIFFERENT AMOUNT OF TIME.
FINE. YEAH.
NO, I UNDERSTAND.
I'M SORRY.
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
MR. STRICKLAND.
HI. I'M GOOD.
YES, I KNOW,
AND I PROMISE IT'LL JUST BE ANOTHER COUPLE WEEKS.
YES.
I KNOW.
THANKS, MR. STRICKLAND.
(CLICKING OFF CELL PHONE)
(SIGHING) WE'LL JUST TAKE IT ONE DAY AT A TIME.
LOU: (CRYING)
OH DAD.
(CELL PHONE BUTTONS BEEP)
(DOOR BANGS OPEN)
(CLICKING SHUT CELL PHONE)
LOU, SOMETHIN' WRONG?
(TEARFULLY) I'M SCREWIN' UP, GRANDPA.
ROYALLY.
ON ALL FRONTS.
WORK. HERE. I...
I'M, I'M NOT USED TO...
FAILING.
WELL, MAYBE YOU'RE PUSHING YOURSELF TOO HARD.
LOOK OUT THERE, HMM?
(SNIFFS)
YOU'VE GOT TO STAND STILL AND SMELL THE ROSES.
YOU WON'T FIND THAT IN NEW YORK.
ONE DAY AT A TIME, LOU.
JUST A DAY AT A TIME.
LOU: (TEARFULLY EXHALES)
(HORSE WHINNIES WILDLY)
AMY: EASY, EASY, EASY.
GOOD BOY.
(HORSE SNORTS)
COME ON, YOU'RE OKAY.
COME ON.
COME ON. GOOD BOY.
TY: HEY, AMY.
YOU SHOULD OPEN UP THAT SIDE DOOR.
IT'S NO WONDER HE WON'T GO IN.
IT'S LIKE A BLOODY JAIL CELL IN THERE.
(MOTORCYCLE REVS)
(MOTOR ROARS)
AMY, WHERE THE HELL IS HE GOIN'?!
HEY!
(SHOUTING) YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO HELP ME WITH THAT GATE RAIL!
MALLORY: TY!
OH MY GOD, HI!
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
WHAT'RE YOU DOING?
TY: NOTHING.
YOU'RE DOING SOMETHING.
CAN I HELP?
CAN I HELP? CAN I?
(EXASPERATED SIGH) ALL RIGHT, FINE, YOU CAN HELP.
JUST DON'T TALK.
MALLORY: ARE YOU IMPLYING THAT I TALK TOO MUCH?
IS THAT IT? BECAUSE I DON'T.
AND IF I DO,
I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY,
UNLIKE PEOPLE WHO THINK IT'S COOL
TO BE THE SILENT TYPE.
JUST STOP.
NOW.
OKAY.
OH, I HAVE A QUESTION.
HOW MUCH DOES JACK PAY YOU?
(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)
HEY.
CAN WE TALK?
LOOK, I WANT TO APOLOGIZE, OKAY?
I KNOW I MESSED UP WITH SWALLOW.
IT WAS MY FAULT TOO.
I SHOULD HAVE MADE SURE YOU KNEW
HE WASN'T READY TO GO.
AND I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT I'VE BEEN WRONG
ABOUT SOME OTHER THINGS TOO.
I MEAN I'VE BEEN PUTTING
WAY TOO MUCH PRESSURE ON YOU
AND IT'S NOT FAIR.
NO ONE EXPECTED THAT YOU COULD JUST
PICK UP FROM WHERE MOM LEFT OFF.
SO YOU DON'T THINK I CAN DO WHAT MOM DID?
MAYBE YOU CAN, YOU KNOW,
BUT MAYBE YOU CAN'T,
AND JUST I DON'T WANT YOU TO THINK
THAT WE EXPECT YOU TO.
THANKS FOR THE VOTE OF CONFIDENCE.
LOU: AMY...
I'M SAYING THIS FOR YOU,
SO THAT YOU CAN RELAX A BIT.
YOU'RE THE ONE WHO NEEDS TO RELAX.
I CAN'T WIN WITH YOU, CAN I?
(HORSE SNUFFLES)
HEY.
MRS. HAPPY.
WE WANT TO SHOW YOU SOMETHING.
(SIGHS)
(TRUCK DOOR OPENS)
(TRUCK DOOR SLAMS SHUT)
(TRUCK STARTS UP)
HEY, TY!
I NEED YOU HERE!
(TRUCK ROARS)
(CAR WHOOSHES BY)
WHAT?
NOTHIN'.
(TIRES CRUNCH)
(DOG BARKS)
(CAR DOOR OPENS)
JACK: CAN I HELP YOU?
(CAR DOOR SLAMS SHUT)
CLINT RILEY,
TY BORDEN'S PROBATION OFFICER.
IS HE AROUND?
CLINT: SO, MR. BARTLETT,
THE BOTTOM LINE IS THAT YOUR DAUGHTER, MARION FLEMING,
SIGNED THE PAPERS FOR TY
AND THE CONDITIONS FOR HIS PROBATIONARY PERIOD,
BUT UNFORTUNATELY,
NOW THAT SHE IS DECEASED...
TY NEEDS SOMEONE ELSE TO SPONSOR HIM.
DON'T FEEL YOU HAVE TO DO THIS.
SIR, I'D LIKE YOU TO THINK ABOUT IT.
FOR A MAN YOUR AGE...
T-TY, CAN BE QUITE A HANDFUL.
AND THERE ARE PLENTY OF OTHER PLACEMENTS OUT THERE
THE BOY MIGHT BE BETTER SUITED TO.
SO I'LL LEAVE IT WITH YOU.
FINE.
I'LL BE IN TOUCH.
(TRUCK DOORS OPEN)
MALLORY: SO TY DIDN'T HAVE ANY IDEA HOW TO SET THIS UP.
TY: I DID SO. I GOOGLED IT.
GOOGLE SCHMOOGLE.
I WAS THE ONE WHO SET HIM STRAIGHT.
HOW MANY JUMPS, HOW HIGH, HOW FAR APART.
TY: I JUST SET IT UP SO YOU COULD PRACTICE JUMPING HERE.
MALLORY: SO SPARTAN DOESN'T HAVE TO BE TRAILERED.
IT'S AMAZING.
SO YOU DON'T THINK I'LL BE ABLE
TO GET SPARTAN IN THE TRAILER?
I DON'T KNOW. YOU'RE THE EXPERT.
AM I?
I DON'T THINK SO.
(TEARY) THANKS.
(TRUCK DOOR OPENS)
AMY: (ANXIOUS SIGH)
(ANXIOUS MOAN)
(DISTORTED, TERRIFYING HORSE WHINNIES)
(SCARY HORSE SNORTS)
(HORSE WHINNIES WILDLY)
(HIGH PITCHED SQUEAL)
(LOUD BANGING)
(VIOLENT HORSE WHINNIES)
(DISTORTED, TERRIFYING HORSE WHINNIES)
(WHIMPERS)
(DISTORTED, TERRIFYING BANGING AND SQUEALING)
(METAL DOOR SQUEALS AND SLAMS)
(TERRIFIED GASP)
(PANTING)
(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
(DOOR OPENS)
(CRICKETS CHIRPING)
TY?
TY.
(SHAKING BED FRAME) TY.
(SLEEPY SIGH)
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
WAKE UP.
WHAT?
I NEED YOU.
I MEAN I NEED YOU TO HELP WITH SOMETHING.
ARE YOU CRAZY? IT'S THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT.
COME ON. YOU HAVE TO COME WITH ME.
YOU WERE RIGHT.
ABOUT WHAT?
AMY: I HAD THIS DREAM,
ONLY I WASN'T MYSELF IN IT.
I WAS SPARTAN.
YOU WERE SPARTAN.
RIGHT. LOOK...
AMY: NO, I KNOW WHAT TO DO NOW,
BUT I NEED YOUR HELP. SO COME ON.
(SIGHING) ALL RIGHT.
BUT YOU ARE CRAZY.
(BED SQUEAKS)
(DOOR BANGS SHUT)
REMEMBER WHEN YOU SAID THAT I SHOULD OPEN UP
ALL THE DOORS TO THE TRAILER
BECAUSE IT LOOKS LIKE A JAIL CELL
AND NO WONDER SPARTAN DIDN'T WANT TO GO IN?
WELL, I THINK YOU WERE RIGHT.
NO WAY. A HIRED HAND
WHO WAS ACTUALLY RIGHT ABOUT SOMETHING?
AMY: OKAY, LET IT GO!
SPARTAN'S AFRAID OF THE TRAILER.
I KNOW THAT.
HE WAS TRAUMATIZED BY THE ACCIDENT.
BUT MAYBE IF WE CAN SHOW HIM IT'S NOT A TRAP,
NOT A, NOT A JAIL CELL,
THEN MAYBE HE'LL WANT TO GO IN.
SO I THOUGHT WE COULD USE IT LIKE BRIGE.
A BRIDGE?
YEAH, WHERE'S HIS FAVOURITE PLACE?
THE PADDOCK.
EXACTLY.
SO MAYBE WE COULD MOVE THE TRAILER
SO HE HAS TO GO THROUGH IT
TO GET TO THE PADDOCK FROM THE BARN
LIKE A BRIDGE.
I LIKE THAT.
I'LL DRIVE.
(HAPPY EXHALE)
MALLORY: HAVE YOU SEEN WHAT AMY AND TY ARE DOING WITH SPARTAN?
NO, I HAVEN'T HAD TIME TO EVEN GO OUTSIDE TODAY YET.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
IT'S AN ARTICLE EXPLAINING THE CORRELATION
BETWEEN RISING OIL PRICES AND THE WEAK DOLLAR.
FASCINATING.
LOU: MALLORY, YOU CAN'T HANG OUT RIGHT NOW, OKAY?
I'M WAY TOO BUSY.
DON'T YOUR PARENTS EVER MISS YOU AT HOME?
NO.
YOU KNOW,
YOU SHOULD REALLY RELAX, LOU.
YOU'RE GETTING LINES...
RIGHT THERE.
THANK YOU.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
IT'S CALLED A "T-TOUCH".
AMY SAID YOUR MOM USED IT ON NERVOUS HORSES.
IT REDUCES STRESS.
OKAY, MALLORY, STOP IT.
TAKE A PILL!
IF IT CAN WORK ON A STUBBORN OLD NAG,
IT'LL DEFINITELY WORK ON YOU.
(COFFEE SLOSHES)
(SNORTING) I UH...
I HAVE TO GO TO MAGGIE'S. DOES ANYBODY NEED ANYTHING?
NOPE. (SLAPS HAND)
(TRUCK DOOR OPENS)
TY.
CAN I HAVE A WORD?
(TRUCK DOOR SLAMS SHUT)
I DON'T MIND CUTTIN' YOU SOME SLACK FROM TIME TO TIME, BUT...
I DON'T SEE ANYTHING GETTIN' DONE AROUND HERE
AND YOU KNOW WHAT? IT IS TICKIN' ME OFF ROYALLY.
FINE.
NO WORRIES. WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?
NO, GRANDPA, HE CAN'T WORK RIGHT NOW.
AMY, I CAN.
WHY NOT?
WELL, HE HAD A REALLY GOOD IDEA
OF HOW TO GET SPARTAN IN THE TRAILER
AND I STILL NEED HIS HELP.
WELL, FINE THEN. GOOD LUCK WITH THAT.
HE DOES STILL WORK HERE, DOESN'T HE?
IS IT EXPECTING TOO MUCH
FOR YOU TO FINISH OFF THAT GATE RAIL?
I WANT IT DONE
BY THE TIME I GET BACK
AND I'M NOT TELLING YOU WHEN THAT IS.
OH AND UH...
YOU THINK I COULD USE MY TRUCK?
YOU DON'T NEED IT, DO YOU?
JUST CHECKING.
(TRUCK DOOR OPENS)
(TRUCK DOOR SLAMS)
(TRUCK STARTS UP)
(TIRES CRUNCHING)
HEY, JACK, HOW GOES IT?
(CHUCKLING) OH PRETTY FAIR.
THAT'S GOOD. THAT'S GOOD.
SO WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND?
NOTHIN'.
NO, COME ON, MAGGIE,
YOU'RE DYING TO TELL ME SOMETHIN'.
IT'S ALL OVER YOUR FACE.
(SIGHS)
WELL, I HATE TO BE THE BEARER OF GOSSIP,
BUT I HEAR A LOT OF STUFF FROM BEHIND THE COUNTER.
I'M SURE YOU DO.
VAL STANTON'S BEEN IN HERE
SPREADING RUMOURS ABOUT HEARTLAND.
HOW IT'S GOIN' DOWN THE TUBE,
HOW WITHOUT MARION IT DOESN'T STAND A CHANCE,
YOU KNOW, THAT SORT OF THING.
SHE'S DOING IT IN THE NICEST POSSIBLE WAY OF COURSE.
(MIMICKING VAL) "OH, WHAT A SWEET GIRL AMY IS.
BLAH BLAH BLAH."
BUT PEOPLE ARE LISTENING.
WELL, ISN'T THAT JUST LIKE VAL.
WELL SHE LOVES TO SPREAD
THE GOOD CHEER AROUND, DOESN'T SHE?
OH YEAH.
SHE'S THE MOTHER THERESA OF HUDSON.
BOTH: (LAUGHING HEARTILY)
(HORSE HOOVES CLIP CLOPPING)
(HORSE WHINNIES)
WELL...
LOOK WHO'S DECIDED TO PAY A VISIT.
I'M JUST CHECKING OUT HOW THE OTHER HALF LIVES.
(LAUGHING)
HOW'RE YOU DOING, JACK?
MY THOUGHTS HAVE BEEN WITH YOU AND YOUR FAMILY.
SO I HEAR.
MRS. ROCHE: VAL?
OH, JACK, YOU KNOW MAY ROCHE.
ABSOLUTELY. WE GO WAY BACK.
(SMALL LAUGH)
I HATE TO COMPLAIN, BUT YOUR TRAINER GUY
JUST ISN'T IMPRESSING ME MUCH.
(SMALL LAUGH) WELL, HE TELLS ME
THAT SWALLOW'S MAKING GREAT PROGRESS.
MRS. ROCHE: NOT AS FAR AS I CAN SEE.
VAL: WELL...
THESE THINGS TAKE TIME, RIGHT?
YOU REALLY SHOULD GIVE AMY ANOTHER CHANCE.
SWALLOW WAS LET GO TOO SOON.
THAT WAS A MISTAKE PLAIN AND SIMPLE,
BUT THOSE THINGS HAPPEN.
WELL...
MAYBE I WAS TOO HASTY.
I'LL THINK ABOUT IT.
I REALLY WILL.
SEE YOU, VAL.
VAL: YEAH.
TAKE CARE, MAY.
JACK?
WERE YOU JUST TRYING TO STEAL ONE OF MY CLIENTS?
NO.
JUST A LITTLE PR.
AH.
CAN I GIVE YOU SOME ADVICE?
(CHUCKLING)
SHOOT.
STOP SPREADING NASTY RUMOURS ABOUT HEARTLAND
AND MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS.
BESIDES...
IT'S KIND OF DIFFICULT TO SLING MUD
AND KEEP YOUR OWN HANDS CLEAN.
(HORSE HOOVES CLIP CLOPPING)
(HORSE SNUFFLES)
I KNOW YOU DON'T WANT TO.
LOOK WHAT I'VE GOT.
(HORSE SNUFFLES)
(SMALL LAUGH) (CARROT CRUNCHES)
YOU WANT THAT?
(HORSE SNUFFLES) YEAH.
THAT'S A GOOD BOY.
YOU WANT THIS?
(HORSE HOOVES BANG)
THAT'S A GOOD BOY.
YOU DECIDED TO JOIN ME, HAVE YOU?
(HORSE SNUFFLES)
SUCH A BRAVE BOY.
SEE? NOW YOU GET TO GO IN YOUR PADDOCK.
(LAUGHING HAPPILY)
YOU DID IT.
THANKS FOR YOUR ADVICE. IT REALLY WORKED.
NO PROBLEM.
YOU KNOW, YOU'RE REALLY INTUITIVE WITH HORSES.
YOU SHOULD LEARN TO RIDE.
(CHUCKLING)
NO THANKS. I'LL STICK TO MOTORCYCLES.
YOU DON'T HAVE TO CLEAN UP AFTER THEM.
(CHUCKLING)
MRS. ROCHE CALLED,
SHE WAS WONDERING IF WE HAD ROOM FOR SWALLOW.
SEEMS HE'S NOT PROGRESSING AT BRIAR RIDGE.
THAT'S GOOD.
IT'S GREAT THAT YOU GOT SPARTAN
TO GO INTO THE TRAILER.
YEAH, I'M RELIEVED.
SORAYA'S PRETTY HAPPY ABOUT IT TOO.
OKAY, JUST SO WE'RE CLEAR,
I NEVER DOUBTED YOU COULD DO WONDERS WITH THAT HORSE
OR ANY HORSE FOR THAT MATTER.
I JUST DIDN'T WANT YOU TO THINK
THAT YOU WERE SOLELY RESPONSIBLE
FOR HEARTLAND MAKING A GO OF IT.
WE'LL MAKE IT WORK.
IN SPITE OF WHAT YOU MIGHT DO TO SCREW THINGS UP.
(CHUCKLING)
I'VE GOTTA CHECK ON PEGASUS.
HOW'S HE DOING?
HE'S OKAY. HE'S EATING BETTER.
I'LL COME WITH YOU.
YOU SURE YOU WANT TO COME IN THE BARN?
THAT'S WHERE ALL THE SCARY HORSES ARE.
FUNNY GIRL.
HEY, DO I HAVE LINES?
WHAT?
LINES HERE?
(TIRES CRUNCH)
OH PLEASE TELL ME THIS ISN'T ANOTHER GRUMPY CLIENT.
OH MY GOD.
WHAT?
IT'S NICK HARWELL.
WHO?
ARE YOU AMY FLEMING?
NO.
NICK: IS SHE AROUND?
SHE IS, UM...
I MEAN... I'M HER. I'M AMY.
YOU'RE...?
WOW.
YOU'RE YOUNGER THAN I THOUGHT THAT YOU WOULD BE.
I'M SORRY.
THAT'S PROBABLY EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR.
(SMALL LAUGH) NOT QUITE.
I HEARD A LOT OF GOOD THINGS ABOUT YOU,
THAT YOU'RE GOOD WITH HORSES.
LOU: SHE'S AMAZING ACTUALLY.
SCOTT CARDINAL THE VET...
HE'S OUR VET TOO.
HE'S A GOOD FRIEND OF MINE.
HE COULDN'T SAY ENOUGH ABOUT YOU EITHER.
SO, I THOUGHT I'D COME OVER.
MY HORSE, STAR,
HE'S HAVING SOME PROBLEMS WITH DOGS.
WITH DOGS?
YEAH, IT STARTED AT THE PROVINCIALS.
HE GOT SPOOKED RIGHT AT THE LAST MINUTE
BY A BIG GOLDEN RETRIEVER
AND NOW ALL HE HAS TO DO IS HEAR BARKING
AND HE GOES ALL CRAZY.
WELL, UM... I CAN'T MAKE ANY PROMISES OF COURSE,
BUT I'D LOVE WORK WITH YOU- WITH...
I'D LOVE TO WORK WITH HIM, SEE HOW IT GOES.
GREAT. I'LL GET HIM OUT OF THE TRAILER.
AMY: YEAH, GREAT, LET'S GO.
LOU: OH, UH, HOW DOES YOUR HORSE FEEL ABOUT HONKING GEESE?
'CAUSE WE HAVE A COUPLE OF THOSE.
(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)
(SIGHS HEAVILY)
WHAT ARE YOU LOOKIN' AT?
LOU: FOLLOWING YOUR ADVICE, GRANDPA.
JUST TAKING IN THE SCENERY.
(SMALL LAUGH)
HEY.
LOOK I KNOW I HAVEN'T EXACTLY BEEN, UH,
UH, MR. RELIABLE, AND...
UM...
AND I KNOW YOU'RE TICKED OFF AT ME HALF THE TIME, UH...
RELAX. (SIGHS)
I SIGNED IT.
I MUST BE CRAZY.
YOU CAN GET BACK TO WORK.
♪♪
♪ Dusk has turned to nightfall ♪
♪ Dawn has replaced day ♪
♪ And I don't feel so far away now ♪
♪ I'm thinking of you ♪
♪ Wherever you may be ♪
♪ And I don't feel so far away now ♪
JACK: WHERE DID THAT COME FROM?
YOU BUILD IT?
WHO KNEW?
(TIRES CRUNCH)
♪ And your eyes they are the lights ♪
♪ That flicker in a million skies ♪
♪ And your eyes they are the stars ♪
♪ That glimmer for a million miles ♪