The Horse Whisperer
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1998
- 170 min
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FADE IN:
A DREAM:
INT. STABLES; PILGRIM'S STALL - MORNING
Sunlight illuminates the darkened stable, highlighting the
contours of a magnificent HORSE (PILGRIM) in surreal, dream-
like imagery:
his legs, his muscles, his sheen, his mane...his eyes. He shakes his head and stamps his feet. He seems
confined. Eager to run.
INT. STABLES - MORNING
Pilgrim bursts through the stall and runs out the stables
into a blinding white morning.
EXT. AN OPEN FIELD LEADING TO WOODS - BRIGHT MORNING
Whiteness. Snow and sky without any discernible line between.
Camera is POV, as if on the horse, riding through the
whiteness. Snow kicks up from the side. We hear the breathing
of the horse. As we travel on hills, through trees, we
experience of sense of wild, exhilarating freedom.
We hear the giggles of a GIRL (GRACE) on the horse. An
occasional line;
GRACE (O.S.)
Yeah, fly boy... that's it... go...
go... go...
INT. GRACE'S BEDROOM - MORNING
Grace awakens, calmly. Takes a breath. Slides out of bed and
stands before a window, overlooking a beautiful Connecticut
country house. We see a snow-covered field and distant woods.
Grace presses her faces against the cold, frosted window
eager to get out.
INT. MACLEAN NEW YORK APARTMENT - MORNING
Alarm rings, ANNIE MACLEAN awakens. She shuts the alarm and
scoots up in bed. She waits. Seconds later the television
across the foot of her bed turns on from a timer -- to a CNN
24 NEWS channel.
INT. HALLWAY/ANNIE & ROBERT'S BEDROOM - MORNING
Grace, fully dressed except for her boots, tiptoes past a
partially opened bedroom door. Her father ROBERT is asleep,
alone, on his huge king size bed.
INT. MACLEAN FARMHOUSE KITCHEN - MORNING
Grace is putting on her boots on a bench beside a back door.
She is wearing her mother's outfit. As she slides the boot
on, we see behind her a row of framed photos -- Robert, Grace
She slaps a note on the refrigerator, with a magnet -- "Gone
riding. Back around 10. Love, G."
EXT. MACLEAN FARMHOUSE, BACK ENTRANCE - MORNING
Grace slips on her jacket and hat as she comes down the steps,
her feet hitting the walk...
Annie's feet hit the ground, running -- her breath showing
in the cold air. She passes other joggers with ease. She
crosses the street and heads for an elegant CPW building.
INT. MACLEAN'S NEW YORK APARTMENT - MORNING
Dressed in running clothes, Annie opens the door and picks
up several newspapers that were delivered. She carries them
into the kitchen and sets them beside a huge stack of
publications, magazines, papers, etc... Knowing she must
read all of them at some point, she breathes a disgusted
sign. She thumbs through the POST as she pours herself a cup
of coffee. Something catches her eyes and she snarls:
ANNIE:
That little sh*t!
She dials a portable phone and moves through the apartment
as she talks:
ANNIE:
Hi Lucy?... Did I wake you?... Have
you read the Post?... They've got a
little item about me and Fiske. He's
saying I fired him and that I faked
the new circulation figures... Ha,
ha... Oh, please... It's the last
act of a desperate gnome... Set up a
phone call with Don Farlow for 9:30...
Throughout the phone call, Annie is selecting clothes, turning
on the shower, undressing...
EXT. DYER HORSE FARM - MORNING
The snow has stopped falling. Grace walks along a hill, hands
in pocket. Spread out on the landscape are horses, on a horse
farm, standing like statues in the white covered fields.
As Grace comes along the hill, we see another GIRL (JUDITH)
coming from the opposite direction. She doesn't have Grace's
lean elegance but her warm, friendly smile brightens her
face. Upon reaching her, Grace returns the smile with a hug.
JUDITH:
It's warmer than I thought.
GRACE:
You want to go to a movie tonight?
JUDITH:
I thought your mom's coming up?
GRACE:
(prickly)
So?
Judith immediately senses a problem so she continues casually,
as they begin walking away from Camera...
JUDITH:
My parents are having friends from
college over. They're really nice...
They have this gorgeous son who wants
to be a forest ranger.
GRACE:
Can I come? I'll start a fire...
Judith laughs as they continue talking, their voices trailing
off, as the girls head for the stables.
INT. STABLES, THE DYER HORSE FARM - MORNING
There are several horses in their stalls. Grace and Judith
enter, talking, carrying their English saddles. Judith stops
at a stall, disappearing into it as she says "Hello?"...,
Grace continues to the end stall.
Pilgrim (the horse from the dream) stands looking at her.
GRACE:
Hello, beautiful boy.
He's a massive figure beside her but she shows no inhibition.
She enters, touching his muzzle. He plays with her by nudging
her back.
GRACE:
Stop... Will you stop!
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