Secretariat Page #3

Mr. Phipps has the call

as the owner of Bold Ruler.

The winner has the choice of the

offspring of Mr. Chenery's mares.

Hasty Matilda or Somethingroyal.

Are we all in agreement here?

All right. Here we go.

- Call.

- [Ogden] Heads.

Heads it is. I'll go with Hasty Matilda.

Miss Chenery.

Please give my best to your father.

Well, that's that.

But I got what I wanted.

You got what nobody else wanted.

Time to go home.

Can I give you a lift home?

No, thank you,

I have Daddy's truck here.

- All right.

- Bye, Bull.

So, who won the coin toss?

Phipps. He went with Hasty Matilda.

Of course he did.

Call me when

she's ready to drop her foal.

Pigs! Pigs. They're all such pigs!

We've been putting on

this Protest Pageant for a year.

Now the teacher says it's too political

and we can't put it on.

What do you mean you can't?

They have a rule that theater projects

can't be political.

When the teacher saw what we were

doing... Dad, can we, like, sue them?

If you didn't disclose until today, they

couldn't be held liable for a breach.

- What?

- [Telephone rings]

Honey, listen. If this is really

important to you, you won't...

- Tweedy residence.

- [Man] Is Miss Chenery there?

- Can we talk about this some more?

- Yeah. OK. Fine.

Penny. For Miss Chenery.

- This is Penny.

- This is Eddie.

Somethingroyal is about

to drop her foal.

- All right. Thank you.

- Bye, Miss Chenery.

Somethingroyal's foal is on its way.

Kick hard! Come on! Kick, Chris!

Come on. Good job!

Hey, John. How would you like to come

with me and see a horse being born?

- Really?

- Yeah!

- OK.

- [Laughs]

[Horse grunting]

How many times has she done this?

She did it 13 times.

You've done it four.

Yes.

[Horse groans]

- [Colt whinnies]

- It's a boy. It's a boy.

[Penny sighs]

- Have you ever seen that?

- No. Not me.

- What?

- A colt stand up that fast.

[Speaks French]

[Colt whinnies]

Hey, Daddy. I brought you some company.

This is the Bold Ruler colt, Daddy.

We call him Big Red.

Let him run his race, darling.

[Man over PA] Flight 226 to Denver

is ready for boarding. Gate 33-D.

- [Penny] Almost done.

- [Jack] I know this is hard for you.

How long do you think you can

keep living two lives at once?

The yearlings are looking good,

especially the red one.

We've cut expenses.

We're breaking even.

I thought the point was to sell

the farm, not to break even.

[Penny] When I went off to college,

I felt like that colt.

Full of promise.

Full of adventure, like I could...

...make something work.

I gave up a career

to have our family, and...

...this colt is part of our family now.

I just want to see him run.

So after two years

ofjuggling all this...

...it isn't ending,

it's just... beginning?

- [Lucien] How's he feel, Jimmy?

- Just a big kid having fun out there.

He'll figure it out. Huh, Red?

[Lucien] That's good. That's good.

Now, listen, don't try

to change his natural gait, OK?

Don't force him.

[Penny] Well, Mr. Laurin,

what do you think?

[Laurin] I think he's 1100 pounds

of baby fat.

He eats too much and too often.

The only reason he doesn't eat more

is because he's too busy sleeping.

He only does what he wants to do

exactly when he wants to do it.

He lays against the back

of that starting gate

like he's in a hammock in the Caribbean.

And when he finally does

get out of the gate,

it takes him forever to find his stride.

Any other questions?

I have one. How much

did you spend on that hat?

Right now this horse

is all sleep and eat.

But he's got fire inside him.

Ain't that right, Red?

That horse couldn't beat a fat man

encased in cement

being drugged backwards

by a freight train.

Well, you should know, Mr. Laurin.

- Mm-hmm.

- [Big Red snorts]

You thought that was funny. I did, too.

I wish we could just race him

under his name. Red.

The Jockey Club insists on unique names.

I keep sending them,

they keep rejecting them.

I've tried Something Special,

Royal Line, Deo Volente...

Deo Volente. "God willing."

God may have been willing,

but The Jockey Club wasn't.

Well, there is a race up in Aqueduct

in a couple weeks.

I think we should send him out.

It's time. Not that I'm expecting much.

Let's enter him, then.

Deo Volente.

- [Jack] Well, that was really good!

- [Boys] Can we be excused?

Sure.

- Please bring in the dessert.

- OK, Mom.

It's good you're home.

Your daughters have something

they want to talk to you about.

Oh? What's that?

Kate and I were thinking of going

to Chile. Just for a couple of months.

Chile? What for?

[Stammers]

Teach English and learn Spanish.

It's part of a cultural mission.

A mission to stir up trouble and act

cool, you mean? Chile is socialist now.

- Thank you.

- Go play.

It is not.

And that's not why we're going.

Although if an opportunity to

protest the war did present itself...

See? This is what you're missing.

Your teenage daughters

are growing up to become rebels.

No, more like hippies. Free spirits.

Hippies are running

from paying the price of freedom.

If there's a price,

how is it freedom, Dad?

I'll answer that question

when you become an adult.

[Penny] Would anyone like some pie?

- No, thanks.

- No, thank you.

[Penny] Well...

[sighs]

When do you have to give an answer by?

There's a meeting

for the parents on the fifth.

The day after my Protest Pageant.

Your play? You're doing your play?

Yeah. I present it as a civic arts

summer program, so...

Oh, Kate, after two years,

you're finally going to do it.

Both of you can make it, right?

The new colt runs

his first race on the fourth.

That's in New York.

I will be on the first plane home.

- OK.

- Oh, by the way, Miss Ham called.

Something about a name for the horse.

[Up-tempo band plays music]

[Male announcer] Rounding out

the field in the fourth race

is the son of Bold Ruler: Secretariat.

[Indistinct chatter]

Right up through there, that one's ours.

Let's take off this stupid... Paul.

Where's Paul? Paul!

- Here. Right here.

- Listen.

- Quit sneaking around. Got it? Listen.

- Yes.

Watch out for number six.

He's got the speed.

Also, watch out for number three,

who's going to hold back

with five and eight along with him.

And watch out for number one.

That's the best horse in the field.

Watch out for him.

- All right.

- Where do you want this?

Are there any horses he doesn't

need to be watching out for?

Did I say number four?

We're four.

- What?

- We're four.

Oh, yeah. Right. Well,

definitely watch out for number four.

- Hmm.

- [Announcer continues, indistinct]

[Speaks French]

- Ohh. Jockey's mighty young.

- He is mighty young.

He's good enough. He'll do.

- You don't like my hat? Why?

- [Indistinct chatter]

Do you like my hat?

- Your hat?

- Yeah.

I... Well... It's...

[laughs] I do. I like the hat.

[Laughing] Sorry. I do, I do,

I like the hat. Help me.

- [Mutters]

- Of course I do. I like it very much.

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