The Wild Stallion Page #2

shoot a mustang as catch it.

Oh, he wouldn't do that.

That'd cost him too much money.

You ain't knowed him

as long as I have.

Morgan Haynes loses his temper,

money don't mean squat.

You're pulling my leg.

He pulls out

that automatic.45 Colt of his,

you best hide and watch.

I heard about him doin' it.

[Scoffs]

A couple years back,

he couldn't get 'em

to follow his Judas horse.

He spent hours at it,

getting madder and madder.

Finally he lost it, went crazy.

Shot six horses, just like that.

Didn't bat an eye, I heard.

Cold as a snake.

Well, that's just plain mean.

Yeah. That's Morg Haynes.

[Engine turns off]

[Door shuts]

I'm Frank Mills.

My daughter wrote you a letter

about a photography project

she wants to do.

Sent it about six weeks ago,

more or less.

Oh, the tree hugger.

Excuse me?

You want to take pictures

of the mustangs, right?

Uh, yes, well, she did.

I'm trying to get shots of the

wild horses in their natural habitat.

Like I said, tree huggers.

Here. Sign this.

Uh, what is it?

It's a form

absolving the county of liability.

- It's a standard form.

- Right.

- How old are you?

- Eleven.

I got socks older than you.

- It's a fairy tale, you know.

- What?

- SHERIFF:
The Black Stallion.

- Black Stallion?

Well, that's

what you're here to see, isn't it?

Well, I don't know. Is it?

You mean, the famous Black Stallion?

That's what folks think,

but it isn't true.

There is no mysterious

Black Stallion here.

There's no Black Beauty here.

There's just a bunch

of beat-up old cayuses

parading around like wild horses,

and that's gospel.

You know a lot

about mustangs, do you?

Well, I've read a lot about them.

Cleveland, huh?

- Yes.

- That's in Ohio.

I know where Cleveland is.

I'm gonna see some I. D?

Ah, right.

Right.

Where are you looking

to take pictures of these mustangs?

- Bear Mountain Ranch.

- Hah! Mustang Matty herself.

She's crazy, you know that?

Well... I do know that.

Yeah, she's wound up

tighter than an idiot's watch.

- Really?

- SHERIFF:
Yeah.

Well, how far is the ranch?

Ten miles south of here.

- We appreciate your help.

- Bye.

SHERIFF:
I'm all heart,

wouldn't you say?

Have a nice ride.

- CJ:
Did you hear?

- Hear what?

About the babysitting.

Oh, you'll do fine.

But I wanted to get closer

with the mustangs this summer,

see if... he's there.

Well, now you have

someone to do it with.

Yeah, somebody your own age.

You think he's out there, Dallas?

Dallas doesn't think.

Oh, this is coming from a guy

who wanted to drop out of high school

because Larry had an opening

at The Lube Rack.

That was a good job.

Hey, a lot of people wanted that job.

It's true.

A lot of people wanted that job.

Most of them, however,

they put bottlecaps

on their front doors to look nice.

People like you?

When's this city girl coming?

- CJ:
Sometime today.

- Well?

You want to go look

at mustangs up at Starvation,

you better do it

before she gets here.

TY:
Of course,

you'll miss the rodeo club.

I think he's out there.

Maybe he is.

If anybody's gonna see him,

it will be you, CJ.

- Take your brother.

- Kyle? Why?

In case something happens. Besides,

brothers are handy to have around.

No, they aren't.

Well, do it anyway, squirt.

I think you would

use a toilet seat as a picture frame.

Your picture, man.

Well...

It's the end of the week.

I'm flying my plane down.

So have my car meet me

at that podunk airport of yours,

and have them

have some bottled water.

I damn near

turned into a mummy last time.

I'll meet you at that hayseed

BLM office on Main Street.

Could you be on time for just once?

Think you could handle that?

[Horses neigh]

[Tires screech]

[SUV engine revs]

HANNAH:
The Bear Mountain Ranch.

MR. MILLS:
It isn't the end of the

world, but you can see it from here.

MR. MILLS:
It's beautiful.

HANNAH, OFF SCREEN: Matty wasn't

at all what I thought she'd be like.

She was a handsome, strong woman,

and independent... that's for sure...

Matty?

MATTY:
I was wondering

where you were.

I can see that.

OFF SCREEN:
But something else

you didn't see right off.

She had a good heart.

MR. MILLS:
We, uh,

made better time than I thought.

I want you to meet Hannah.

Hi!

HANNAH, OFF SCREEN:

I wouldn't have believed it,

but there is

something still between them.

I guess you'd call it

a spark or something.

Whatever it was, I could feel it,

and so could they, I think.

Three weeks with a bunch

of people I didn't know?

I couldn't believe

he was just dumping me there.

Sure, I wanted to see the wild horses

and photograph them,

but not alone.

But... even if they were hicks,

I knew it would be worth it if I got

some good shots of the mustangs.

Kind of like giving a present

back to Mama.

You get some good pictures, honey.

- Okay.

- I'll call you when I get back.

Okay.

MR. MILLS:
Thanks, Matty!

He didn't know what to say, really.

He told me to have a good time,

and then he was gone,

just like that.

At the time, I didn't think

I would ever forgive him

for leaving me there alone.

[Horses neigh, snort]

They're new.

Haven't seen that many paints before.

Colts, too.

[Sighs]

We better head back

and see if the slicker is here.

Bet you she won't want

to be called "city slicker."

We just won't tell her, then, will we?

Take your hands off the car.

I just spent $200 getting it waxed.

Apologies, sir.

We've been tracking

a good herd,

so you'll have your fresh horses

by the end of the week.

The more the better.

It's none of my business,

but how many horses

does Novak Industries need

just to test?

You're right.

It's none of your business.

Sure, it's just that, uh...

...the Sheriff's been up on the range

counting mustangs,

and he's gonna notice

if any go missing,

and he might have a mind

to do something about it, too.

That's your problem, not mine.

That's what I'm paying you for, isn't it?

- Yes, sir.

- End of the week.

Don't disappoint me.

I won't.

[Birds chirp]

[Water splashes]

Ain't gonna do you any good.

How would you know, BB-brain?

Now, is that the same pot

that you washed the strawberries in?

Maybe.

You don't know?

You writing a book?

Well, at least I can write.

Look, Matty wants you

to set another plate for supper.

Who?

Some new girl coming in

to take photographs of wild horses.

Name's, uh... Hannah.

As if I ain't got enough to do.

Oh, phew,

what do you do besides cook?

It ain't that good anyways.

Well, you're the one that thinks

pork and beans is gourmet food.

I thought you washed on Mondays.

I do, but I don't have

enough time to wash and cook.

- You should work longer.

- I work 24 hours a day now.

- You should work nights.

- [Scoffs]

Those are women's underwear,

by the way.

Yeah, well, then they fit...

should fit you just fine...

Buggy.

[Engine stops,

parking brake engages]

HANNAH:
You own all this?

All Stedman land,

from Horseshoe up north

down to Starvation in the south.

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