Midnight Stallion Page #2

I thought it through.

Please, just...

listen with an open mind, okay?

So, here is our situation: We're...

$11,000 behind on 3 months

of missed mortgage payments.

But, if we can pay up just one month,

that will buy us next 30 days.

Donald says that the bank,

they won't foreclose

unless we are over 90 days in arrears.

Follow me?

I've done the budget.

For the initial cost of

wheatgrass cultivation,

And we could, we could till

the front pasture.

we get to start the crop going

for just $9,000.

$9000?

To plow our feed crop under?

You're dupping crazier, Rita.

Where are we gonna get

that kind of money?

Well, we talk to Donald.

And we ask for a bank loan.

I mean, not against

the land and the buildings,

that's all been mortgaged out.

But, against everythig else,

vehicles and equipment.

I mean, right down to our furnishings

and our life insurance policies.

- Here.

- What is that?

This is the loan proposal that

I made up for Donald.

As all of our assets and the values.

If the bank would give us $9,000

and we sell the Holstein...

Sell our stock.

We could pay off

one month of mortgage,

we could plan the grass and

still have $4,300 left over

for food and living expenses,

to carry us through till harvest.

60 days from planting to harvest.

That's still two more

missed mortgage payments.

That's right.

But if the crop looks healthy,

well, Tristate Co-op, they said they

give us half in advance of harvest.

The health food stores,

they cann't get enough of this stuff.

With what we already owe that would put us

almost $30,000 in debt with the bank.

This is the riskiest plan

I can imagine.

I know you disapprove.

And I know that your father...

probably would have disapproved.

This is long way from horse ranching.

You got that right.

But I also know this.

He would not want us to lose everything

he had worked so hard to build up.

Let's do this to honor him.

Just until we get back on our feet.

Okay. I'm gonna stand

behind you on this, Rita,

if Donald would

agree to give us a loan.

All right.

A toast.

- Oh.

- Oh, this is gross.

You got to be kidding me.

People actually drink this stuff.

Yes.

And they will gladly pay

three dollars a shot.

Three dollars?

- For a cup this big?

- Yeah.

We just have to do over the grass

and then our job is over.

The health food stores,

they juice it, right on the spot.

- Another shot?

- No.

I wouldn't want to pride some

Health onto this daily dose of

antitoxic "Solyent Green",

or whatever it is.

Antioxidants, not anti-toxic.

- Three dollars a swallow?

- Uh huh.

Hit me again.

I love you.

Row me in dirty diver.

Three dollars for that much?

Damn, I'm in the wrong business.

Oh!

This wasn't easy.

I went to the wire on this, Jack.

And uh, Brett uh,...

the bank...

is willing to give you $9,000 loan

on your collateral.

You got Belinda to thank

for pushing this over the top.

What?

Belinda Chaney?

I had to listen to the virtue of this stuff

and other unpronounceable

health thing for almost an hour.

She asked me if

I wanted to try spelled flour,

I said F-L-O-U-R,

I thought I got it right.

Yes.

You know what, with all the hype,

I'm just little surprise with the taste.

Tell me about it.

I grow, but I'll leave the drinking

to someone with money to burn.

You selling milk cows?

If what Rita has found out is true.

I trust her judgment on this.

I don't want to question

your good judgment.

But right now, it's field crop.

What if it freezes?

What about insects, birds?

What if the healthcare market softens?

Health does not go out of style.

We know the risk.

- Another shot?

- No, thank you, ma'am.

You're pledging the whole

bottle of wax on this one.

I...I just don't see

the backdoor work for you on this.

If... If this doesn't pan out,...

you're gonna lose it all.

Give me the pen.

All right then, let's get

these loan documents signed.

Tell me, Jack, am I looking green?

Because, I'm feeling green.

Hey.

Easy, boy.

Apple?

Well, come and get them, silly.

Till we meet again.

Midnight.

That's your name now.

Midnight.

Whoa!

Get in there!

Come on, cows.

Get in there.

Here you go.

Here you go.

Come on.

Come on.

It's okay.

He's cool.

Come on now, Midnight.

It's just an apple.

You got to trust me.

I need another apple.

Did you see that?

My whole body is shaking.

You're not the only one.

Hold on. I-I want to get

shot of you and him.

Smile.

- A flash?

- I...

Really?

Unbelievable.

Sorry.

Really.

He let me touch him.

It was incredible.

Who?

What are you talking about?

The stallion,

I-I petted his mane.

Take me there.

- Now?

- Yes, now.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna catch me a stallion if I can.

Grap some oats,

while I saddle up.

Better take them back, darling.

I got to help your Mum.

Well, it's time to take

a well deserved breather.

Sit back and feel proud

of all we've accomplished.

Yeah, we successfully plant

an entire field of grass

that tastes so bad

even the cows won't eat.

Right.

Can you believe how happy

your father looked

till that last plant went on the ground?

Ecstatic.

And where were you this morning?

- Just riding.

- Uh huh.

How is Ross?

Dad...

Stop it.

Wesaw Dad's stallion.

And now that the old McDonald

has done with all his farm,

how about showing me

the last place you saw the stallion.

His name is Midnight.

I named him.

I got a pretty good idea

where he hangs out.

Take me there.

I stand behind your plans, but that

doesn't mean I have to give up on mine.

It's gonna be dark in an hour.

Well, then...

First thing in morning.

There he is.

Let's go closer.

Easy now.

He's a wild horse and

we're in his turb.

What?

Midnight.

Midnight.

You're not gonna try

to lasso him, are you?

No, not yet.

Not out here.

He likes apples.

All horses like apples.

What are you gonna do?

Listen to him.

Listen to him?

He'll tell us what we ought to do.

I can show you how

he lets me touch him.

No.

Don't take that lightly.

He's dangerous.

And he is wild,...

- he is free.

- He's fast.

And he wants to play.

Look at him.

Feel what he's saying to you.

Okay, all right.

Show around I want to see

how fast you really are.

- And-and you heard him say all that?

- Clear as day.

I'm listening, Midnight.

Yee-ha!

Ya!

Yee-ha!

Ya!

- Quick, quick can you catch it?

- Like a rocket.

Ya!

He's gonna make

one heck of a racehorse.

If anyone can ever catch him.

Go, we'll meet again, Midnight.

Dad, I...

I hardly think

he's gonna understand that.

Wh... What-what did he say?

Not sure.

Sound like "see you again".

And then something about

that purple thing on your hat.

What does that book say

about flash flood?

Alfalfa's party can take bad weather.

I don't know about the wheatgrass stuff.

This crop won't survive.

I am so sorry, Jack.

I push you in to this.

Rita, there's nobody's fault..

It's a peril of farmers.

Why can stuff go our way in life?

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