Casey's Shadow Page #7

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a half million dollars. You realize that?

Mr. Lebec, the leg is shattered.

In my opinion,

he should be destroyed.

No!

- Is it possible that you can save him?

- Anything's possible...

but in my opinion,

it's not worth trying.

Put him out of his misery.

I'll need you to sign

some release forms.

Maybe Mrs. Blue would sign us on now.

Was it worth it to you, Daddy?

Yeah, you got some dollars

in your pockets now.

And your name in the record book.

And a vacation to Tahiti

and a new truck.

Was it worth it to you?

Wait a second, doc.

That colt in there is about as

high-strung as an old cooker spaniel.

My baby raised that colt as a pet.

Casey can get him to stand still long

enough for the bones to mend. I know.

Casey's gone with Buddy, Lloyd.

Man said put him out of his misery,

and I'm gonna put him out of his misery.

I'm not looking for a $100,000 vet bill.

And on a horse I'd have to destroy

in the end anyway, it don't make sense.

- I'll pay the vet bills.

- How's that?

Whatever it takes.

My share of the purse...

I'll hock the farm, whatever it takes.

If he can be saved, Calvin,

you'll have yourself a great stud.

If he can't be saved, you lose nothing.

You got no risk.

- Okay, Lloyd.

- Now, wait.

- I really can't recommend...

- I know, doc, but I want you to do it.

Please, I'm begging you. Just try it.

That's all I'm asking. Just try it.

- I want this truck on the road by 10 a.m.

- We'll be there, Miss Blue.

Welcome aboard, cowboy.

I come to apologize.

The vet put his leg back together.

Says he took the operation real good.

I'm trucking him home tomorrow.

Sure could use a couple of good hands.

Okay, fellas.

Come on, boy. Come on.

Easy. Easy.

Take it easy getting him up in there.

Go on, Casey. Go on, boy.

Thattaboy.

Thanks, boys.

You don't want him moving around. He

gets restless, you stop, give him a shot.

- Okay, doc.

- Let me know how it turns out, Lloyd.

- I will, doc. Thanks again.

- Wait till you get the bill.

Come on, Casey.

- What are you doing, Casey?

- Staying in here.

- Oh, come on...

- Oh, let him. He'll keep Shadow quiet.

It's all right. Come on.

- You get cold, you holler. You hear?

- All right.

- And zip up your jacket.

- All right.

He didn't mean to hurt you.

Dumb old man. He didn't mean to.

The floor. The floor. Push it to the...

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