A Fine Step Page #4
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- 2014
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of firing his son.
What the hell?
Can't be any worse
than that knucklehead.
Alejandro will never go
for it, though.
He's been smothering her
ever since the accident.
Oh, well, that's my dad's
specialty.
He's an expert schmoozer.
It's his job.
My job?
Yeah.
Do what you do best.
Get people to do things.
ALEJANDRO (O.S.): Mason.
MASON (O.S.):
Alejandro.How are you?
I'm well. How are you?
Mm. Mm.
This your first time here?
Yes. Yeah, it is.
This is marvelous.
Welcome.
Thank you.
Jaime, some sangria, no?
Oh, not for me.
It's too early.
Sit.
So how is Cal?
He's well. He...
He's okay?
Yeah. He, uh...
He said to pass on his
gratitude.
I'm sure. Listen, I have to
apologize for my boy, you know?
He can be...
Confident?
No, he's arrogant.
But arrogance...
changed the boundaries
of the world.
Yes, well, I'm sorry
it didn't work out.
We do have an issue
of a trainer.
Yeah, who did you have in mind?
Uh, n... no one.
No one. No one.
I was hoping that you could recommend
someone, since you have so many.
They're necessary here to me.
But, uh, what's the rush?
You promised me.
You told me
Cal would not compete.
Well, he, uh,
he thinks otherwise.
That was required,
as we discussed.
Yes, I understand. And it's
highly unlikely that he will.
He just needs time to admit it.
That's part of the agreement that
he needs to remain unaware of, yes?
Did you ever think to own
a horse like Fandango?
Well, your own daughter,
I know she has a connection.
Marzo told me.
Be quite a prize... for her.
You'll be the hero.
But, look, there are stipulations
here we have to abide by.
Cal does not compete in this
competition... in no way.
And then it's okay.
Fandango is yours.
'Cause he cannot afford
to pay it.
If he defaults on this loan, which,
I'm almost certain he will...
Fandango is yours.
If he does compete
in this competition...
I'm gonna hold you in default.
Your, uh, your daughter,
you mentioned that she was a trainer?
Yeah, she's not a professional,
though. She never was.
It was a difficult time.
She was so young.
It took me years
to break her of that.
But she's a Bolivar,
very strong.
But, then again, competition,
not a place for a woman.
Alejandro, you draw up
the paperwork.
I'll make sure Cal doesn't ride.
We need to stay on point.
We need a new trainer.
I'll have to think about that.
You have a remarkable place.
I would love to have a tour.
Mi casa, su casa. Jaime!
Enjoy. Take a look around.
Chin chin.
Chin chin.
Miss Bolivar?
Hi. Mason Scott.
Oh, hi, Mr. Scott. You're my
father's business partner.
That's right, we just moved in.
We bought the Murphy ranch.
Wow, you don't strike me
as the rancher type.
No. No, I'm beginning to
understand that having one...
and being one are two
very different things.
Indeed.
I was actually looking for you.
Were you?
Yeah, I represent
the Masterson ranch.
I know. Well, Marzo lasted
all of three days.
That was pretty...
pretty good for him.
Well, consequently, you would know
that we are looking for a new trainer.
I assume you are.
I hear you're
an excellent trainer.
Yes, I am...
when I'm allowed.
Uh, look, Mr. Scott, if you're enquiring
about my interest, it would be impossible.
Is that your decision
or your father's?
I'm not interested,
but thank you.
Listen, when I was young,
I knew this very powerful businessman.
He was ruthless.
And like everything else in his life,
he kept his son under a protective shadow.
Every time that kid tried to prove himself,
his father would usurp him.
He was afraid to let him go.
He was afraid to trust him.
Well, anyway, the boy became a man, and
one day he bought his father's business.
It was his father's
proudest moment.
You have yourself
a nice story, there.
Will you call me?
Think about it?
Nice meeting you.
You, too.
( SOFT MUSIC PLAYING )
Miss Bolivar, welcome.
We're glad you're here.
Thank you.
Here, let me take
your bag for you.
Oh... bags are over there.
Mr. Masterson...
it's been some time.
Miss Bolivar, I'm glad you came.
Please, call me Liliana.
Liliana.
Thank you for coming.
I'm officially on vacation...
so please don't mention
this to my father.
I say we give this a week
and see how things go.
We can do that. Liliana,
meet my daughter, Claire.
Hi.
It's a pleasure to meet you.
Thank you.
I understand you had something
to do with me being here.
Well, why don't you
show me Fandango?
Him and I are old friends.
Hi.
See? He remembers you.
Hm. As I remember him.
How's it going?
Said she wanted to spend
some time with him.
She knows what she's doing.
She treats him like you do.
We've been having
trouble with that.
Since the accident?
( OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING )
Thanks.
Corto.
Corto.
Shh. Hold. Hold.
He's tired.
It's a discipline, Claire.
In competition, he's gonna be judged
on style and presence as much as gait.
He's gotta get this right.
Corto.
Cor-to.
Corto, Fandango.
I think you're right, Claire.
He's tired. Call it a day?
Hi, Liliana, uh,
you can sit right here.
Thank you.
Here's that butter.
This looks lovely.
Thank you,
couple more are coming.
Everyone, uh, this is Sierra.
Hi.
Hi, Sierra.
Hi, Sierra.
Hey.
Aren't you the cutest
little thing?
Gee, thanks... Sierra, was it?
That's right.
Hm.
Uh, here's to a great first day.
Yeah, I'm not very poetic,
but, uh, here's to Mason...
who really helped me
out of a tight spot.
Here's to a friend.
And while we're at it,
I'd like to thank Claire...
husband's rough edges.
Here, here.
Where did you two meet?
At a bar the other night.
Ah, that's called
trolling, right?
If you'll excuse me, I think I
need to freshen up my iced tea.
Claire?
Mm?
Come on.
Cal, I'd like to start tomorrow
at sunrise, if that's okay.
No more 7:
00 A.M.We have time to make up.
Yeah.
Good. I've been thinking about
what's wrong with Fandango.
During the accident, he was tied
to the rail, trapped.
So I think he's associating
the reins with entrapment.
I think the sooner he's ridden,
the sooner he'll get over this fear...
and we can restore his
confidence and discipline.
I think he's lonely.
I'm serious.
Well, why do you
think that, Claire?
Well...
there's been a lot
of changes for him lately.
He's not used to that,
and he misses Cal.
He likes people,
he just... well...
he's had some loss in his life.
Maybe the accident
brought it all back.
Horses don't know where
people go when they leave.
They grieve.
He just needs time.
( MUSIC PLAYING )
Stepped into the unknown
You and I were so close
To giving it all we had
Oh, how hard I did try
But my youth was passing me by
Now my hands are tied
But I'm not mad
I was young, then
I feel the same age now
I was fighting hard
You tried to teach me
What it meant to be me
But I should've known that
From the start
It's time to step down
From this pedestal
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