Dreamer: Inspired by a True Story Page #2

for a few more years

before I finally put him down.

Which is what you'd do

if you had any sense at all.

Let's get her in the stall.

- Cale.

- I need to help them.

Cale, I'm spending the night with her.

You go on inside with Mom.

- All right.

- Right up there.

Get up on higher.

Let's hook it up. Come on.

Was it a hard fall?

Hard enough. She didn't get bumped

or anything. She just went down.

That's the one from the track.

And my X-rays confirm it.

It's a spiral fracture

of the cannon bone.

But it is nondisplaced.

She'll never race again?

No, honey.

But she might walk again.

There's a chance.

It's up to her.

Try and keep her calm.

Stable rest.

That cast I put on her should hold.

We'll go really easy on her.

- Let's stay close on this.

- You got it.

All right,

let's pull all the harness stuff.

The straps, pulley in the tack room.

Ben, when Mr. Palmer fired you,

us yesterday, well...

We all don't have no jobs.

I'm sorry, guys. I forgot. Here.

There's 1,000 each.

What's wrong?

Well, we train racehorses, right?

She's not going

to race no more, so...

Why we hanging around to help you

get a broken racehorse to walk?

You know who this horse

was sired by?

Dreamcatcher.

You know who that was?

Pop, who was Dreamcatcher?

Won the Dubai World Cup in '96.

Won seven of 11 graded stakes

and over $3,000,000.

We get her healed enough

to breed her to a decent stud,

sell that yearling for,

I don't know, maybe...

If it's a colt with good confirmation,

maybe 300.

$300,000.

You two be interested

in a piece of $300,000?

Yeah.

How about it, Pop?

OK. Looks good to me.

Well done.

Take it up.

Got it?

Good girl.

Good Sonya.

Easy. Easy, girl.

Easy, girl.

Come on, girl.

One, two, three.

One, two, three.

OK, that's good. That's good.

She's great.

She's OK.

- You all right?

- Fine.

You OK? She kick you?

Come on. It's OK, honey.

- How is she?

- She's OK.

What were you doing?

She's not a pet, Cale.

She's what I do for work now, so

you'll have to leave her be, all right?

I'm sorry.

- You sure you're all right?

- Fine.

- Here you go.

- Thank you.

You make all that money

and eat as much pie as you want?

Yeah, I can't find a better job.

Manny's taking me

to watch him ride a racehorse.

Then I'm mucking out Sonya's stall.

I'm thinking about painting it.

Nice to have a horse, huh?

Especially after Dad said

"There will never be another horse

in this farm as long as I live."

Did Pop tell you that?

Don't you listen to everything Pop says.

There's two sides to every story.

Pop said Dad's the best horseman.

Says he has a gift.

Well, that's true.

We all know that's true.

- Hey.

- Hello.

Whoa, Zephyr. Whoa, boy.

Thanks, Mike.

- What'd you think about that?

- That was fast.

Nice boots.

Thank you. I exercise a couple

of horses for a few owners.

- Pretty cool, huh?

- Yeah.

You ever ride in races?

Couple of times I did.

- But no more.

- Why?

I have bad dreams.

Three years ago

I got my first real race.

I ran fifth.

What was the name of the horse?

Downtown Swing.

- It was amazing.

- Did you ever ride him again?

Yeah. In our second race,

I was flying into that first turn.

And then I looked under my arm

to see if I was clear on the rail.

When I looked back up,

there was a horse swerving into me.

My left foot came out of the iron,

I fell to the ground

and I got run over by three horses.

Broke both shoulders, sternum,

four ribs, punctured a lung.

You never raced again.

You know, at night,

when I fall asleep,

I dream I'm in a big race

on a very fast horse.

And I look to my left foot, it slips

out of the iron and I begin to fall.

But before I hit the ground,

I wake up.

But you still exercise racehorses.

Yeah.

Just...

It's just me and the horse

alone on the track...

...free.

No one to bother us.

It's much better that way.

I'm sorry about your nightmares, Manny.

It's OK.

It's God's way of telling me

no more racing.

Good night.

From Mom.

I'm good. Just put it down there.

Cale?

Will you grab that roll of wire

underneath the fence?

You can just hang on to it there.

Pop said this farm

used to be beautiful.

This farm was beautiful.

Two hundred acres.

One of the nicest in Versailles.

- See all that over there?

- Yeah.

Well, that was ours.

Pop's owned some

really nice race mares.

Big, beautiful female horses.

Waveland, Blue Jezebel

and Miss Moffett.

That's right.

Pop said he built those stalls

and filled them with horses.

Yeah, he made a good living

selling yearlings.

But you wanted to keep

the yearlings and race them, right?

Well, it got kind of hard

watching horses born on this farm

go on to win big races

for somebody else.

You got Pop to keep some yearlings

so you could train, race them.

You dont just keep them, Cale,

they're not free.

I'm going to brush down Sonya.

- Cale Crane.

- Yes, ma'am?

- Are you working on your assignment?

- Yes, ma'am.

What's your story about?

It's about a king and his castle...

...and a magic horse.

Easy.

Bye.

She can stand on it. Not for long

but she can stand on it.

I'll run more tests but I don't see any

reason she can't breed. She looks good.

You helped her, Cale.

She's going to have a baby. Yeah.

I'll see you Friday.

Well, I'm going to call in a favor.

Go, Cale.

Go.

So where you going?

Going to go see an old friend.

About a stud for Sonya?

Yeah. About a stud.

You want to come?

Yeah. I'll come.

Fusaichi Pegasus.

He won the Kentucky Derby.

Do you see him?

That's Fusaichi.

Giant's Causeway.

Johannesburg.

He won the Breeders' Cup Juvenile.

You learn all that from Pop, too?

He's a beautiful horse.

Hey, Bill.

It's good to see you.

- Good to see you.

- This is my daughter Cale.

- Nice to meet you, Cale.

- Nice to meet you, too.

Ben, you call me two months ago

saying you got a race mare

needs to be covered,

then I don't hear from you.

It's been a long road with that filly,

but she's ready now.

So you still going to be able

to help me out?

Right over here.

All right, ladies and gentlemen, are you

ready for the world's greatest stud?

Come on, Todd. Bring him on out.

That's not...

- What is that?

- This here's Thunder Pants.

Honey, Thunder Pants

is a teaser pony.

He's going to help Sonya get ready to go

into the breeding shed with a stallion.

Thanks, Bill.

Hey, Cale, want to meet

the stallion I picked for you?

Cale, meet Grand Slam.

Grand Slam?

Unbelievable.

So, what do you think?

Well, I think it's Grand Slam.

Everyone at Ashford has a lot

of respect for your family.

I explained your situation and they

want to do you the favor of a lifetime.

I don't know what to say.

Say you'll have your filly here

first week in May.

That week's the only shot you get.

He's booked till next year.

And you got to send me half of

the 15,000 by the end of the week.

That's 15,000...

Well, Grand Slam's

normal stud fee's 200,000.

We're waiving that. The 15 doesn't

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