Midnight Stallion Page #4

we might even get this place

back to be a horse ranch operation.

Are you hearing a single word I am

saying, or are you still dreaming?

I hear you.

What's wrong with dreaming?

Nothing's...

wrong with it.

It just scares me, that's all.

Because I don't have

a better solution any more.

I guess I'm the one who is lost.

Well, Midnight is gonna help you

find your way back home.

I got to go, just close it.

What is this?

Jack Shepard actually enters

a horse in run my race?

What this yoko thinks I'm running?

I've given some serious horserace here.

Not just any horse, Dad.

It's an amazing horse.

Did he pay the full fee?

Yeah, I took the money myself.

He's up to his neck in debt, he's got no

business wasting my money like this?

You know how silly you sound?

Your money?

He thinks he can win.

On what?

One of his farm animals?

No, Midnight is no farm animal.

Oh, no.

Not just a horse, is Midnight.

He's wild and powerful.

And beautiful too.

Power and beauty will not win a race.

I've seen him run,

nothing can catche him.

Come on.

How fast can he be?

Well, he's the fastest horse

I've ever seen.

And smart too.

He listens to Mr. Shepard.

What do you mean, "he listens"?

He...

He horsewhispers, sir.

broken him without a whip or anything.

Spare me the rod.

Doesn't work on horses and

doesn't work on people.

You've the proof of that?

Yeah.

You don't know where

he trains, do you?

Donald called.

Brett Chaney got wind

of our crop failure and wants

Donald to start drawing up

the foreclosure papers.

You got to have a little faith, baby,

in me and in Midnight.

We can win this thing.

I know it.

Right.

Maybe I should just go and

buy a winning lottery ticket,

or maybe a meteorite crashes down

on the middle of our field.

I've heard they're more

valuable than gold lately.

Rita, please.

I'm working with what I got here.

What we got here...

Midnight won't let us down.

I'm sorry.

I just...

I feel helpless.

I-I want a future for Megan

with this doesn't happen.

She deserves that.

Hey, I want that too.

I'll make it right, I promise.

It's not like we're betting

our whole lives on a horserace here.

Not funny.

You're right.

Not funny.

I just try to lighten thing up a little.

Everything is gonna be okay.

I promise.

I know it's hard.

Maybe even impossible, but...

try to look at it as an opportunity.

And when the opportunity knocks...

Good afternoon, Jack.

Good afternoon.

What brings you here?

My boy tells me that

talk to horses.

And crazier than that, they listen.

My father taught me.

Yeah, my father was

a horseman too and...

he taught me the only thing these horses

understand is power and fear.

You are power and the horse is fear.

- That's not how I train.

- Hmm.

You look worried, Jack.

You see me at your door,

what-what you owe me.

We're working on that mortgage.

But we need time.

Well, that's why I'm here.

I want to sell you a 6-month extension.

Give you time to get back on your feet,

so, maybe, you can keep this place.

Six months would be life saver.

But how can I buy extension when

I can't even make the mortgage?

I don't want money.

I just want that stallion,

I see down in your corral, Midnight.

My boy, he's been around

horses his whole life,

and he says he has

never seen the faster one.

You give me the stallion

And I'll give you...

a year.

Now, that's more than winning,

and I even refund your entry fee.

All this for Midnight?

Why?

What do you think, Jack?

To race him.

With some strong and more training,

an aggressive Jockey on a horse like that

has the potential to go all the way.

National, Preakness, Kentucky Derby...

There I go again.

Belinda is always on me

for dreaming too big

and saying too much

and giving away my advantage.

Well that's...

I can't help it.

Well,...

what do you say?

I do not know.

Can you give me

a little time to consider this?

All you want.

How about an hour?

I have to close some

real estate down the road.

Old man Biller.

I finally bought the farm.

Or should I say, he sold it?

I'll stop by on my way back.

You give me the word,

and I'll have my people draw up

those extension papers.

It's as simple as that.

You can't do it, Dad.

He'll beat Midnight.

You know he will. He said so.

Midnight is just as much my horse

as is yours. I won't let you.

First, that horse doesn't

belong to any of us.

It belongs out there.

His name is Midnight,

not "that horse".

He cares about us as much as

we care about him.

You know that.

You feel it.

At least, I thought you did.

I thought you were better

than Chaney..

I guess, I was wrong.

Oh Midnight.

Buddy, I just don't know

what to do anymore.

I really need your help here.

You know I don't want do it,

but I may not have a choice.

He's already the choice.

You're going to ride

Midnight in the race.

Our life and future are on the line.

Your future.

What about Midnight's life and future?

That's important too.

Not as important as

our home and family.

So, I give you a lifeline

and you turn me down?

I thought this property meant

something to you, Jack.

Dad's ranch and all?

It's only a horse we're talking about.

No, it's a special horse.

His spirit, his speed like I've

never seen in any animal before.

I decide to keep him.

And ride him in your race.

All right, well,

here is one for you.

I'll make you a bet.

I'll forgive you house debt,

mortgage and all

if you ride you horse in my race and win.

Hey, I'll even let you

keep the prize money.

But if you lose,

I get everything:

House,...

property.

If I lose, you get everything anyway.

What's the catch?

I said, everything, Jack.

Including Midnight.

Do it, Dad.

Midnight won't let you down.

Unless, that horse isn't

as fast as you say.

Well, I guess we'll find out.

What are you doing?

I'm looking for a four leaf clover.

Why?

I want to make a wish.

I got it.

I already made one.

Mood doesn't much better than this.

You're right.

Except for one thing:

Riding Midnight across that finish line.

Hmm.

And I believe you will.

And Megan stands behind you.

And I do too.

Can you believe that little splitfire?

The passion in her heart

for that horse.

How are you gonna feel when

she has that passion in her eye for Ross?

We can't stay out too late.

I know.

Remember when we were like that?

I don't have to remember.

You were so shy.

Gosh, I love that about you.

Always coming up with these

silly reasons to touch me.

Remember?

Like telling you there was

bee on your head?

So I could run my fingers

through your hair.

Remember our first kiss?

I remember you chickened out.

You didn't hold back.

I did what I wanted.

Hey, can I help you?

Hi, Mort.

Mort Gradley, real estate.

Nobody tells you I was coming?

No.

Coming for what?

To get ready the property

ready to market.

Brett Chaney gave the listing, but...

I uh...

Hey, I didn't mean to intrude. Uh...

I thought you knew.

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