She's still
there.
I didn't ask.
The hell you didn't.
Want a beer?
Yeah.
You try it.
Thanks.
I missed breathing this air.
How can anybody miss air?
You can miss anything if you
go without it long enough.
They're off!
The 52nd run of the Sir John
MacDonald Stakes is underway,
and Jumping Jack Flash,
the four year old from Stanton
Stables moves directly in front,
followed by...
And in the back stretch, jockey
Juan Romano has Jumping Jack
Flash on a comfortable lead.
Hyah!
At the quarter mile in
25 seconds flat!
It's Jumping Jack Flash
increasing his advantage.
And they're rounding the far
turn. It's Jumping Jack Flash
with devastating acceleration.
We're three furlongs from home.
It's Jumping Jack Flash
leaving this field in his wake.
A furlong and a half out,
Jumping Jack Flash by seven.
Incredible, 10 lengths now.
Coming to the wire,
Jumping Jack Flash.
That's one
hell of a horse.
See you at the Breeder's Cup?
Thanks, Sandy.
He was much the best and he
blew them away. He won it
by 10 and a half lengths.
And Jumping Jack Flash...
You bet against
your own horse?
Bet against
my father's horse.
Why'd you do that?
Because nobody else does.
I was thinking
of that chestnut mare, Jack.
That Jimmy Buck's a good stud.
I think she's gonna throw us
a winner. Not just Woodbine.
Louisville, Kentucky.
Baltimore, Maryland. The Big
Apple. What do you think?
I think I've got too much
to do to worry about races that
haven't been run by horses
that haven't been born.
Yeah, don't plan
your future around my horses,
Sonny.
I got plans of my own.
I might surprise you yet, dad.
See you in New York, Jack.
Can't figure you missing
Saturday's race.
Well, you know, she's got
some big shindig down
in the Islands.
Wouldn't want to miss that.
Hey. You all set?
All set.
Careful, Sonny. You wouldn't
want to spill your breakfast.
Hey, Biscuit.
Biscuit!
Hey. Don't be scared.
Earl, can you get the dog?
What are you up to? Huh?
Thanks, Paulie.
You guys heading out now,
Uncle Earl?
Yeah, we are. Listen, I'm
not going to be here Saturday.
I want you to look after
my horse, okay?
Don't you worry about
the Flash. You just... you have
a good time.
Come on, there, Biscuit.
There you go.
Aw, thanks.
All right.
Where you been?
Jesus Christ.
I stopped for lunch, Jackson.
Liquid lunch? I want you to
get that roan, get her up to
the Double D in London. Get
her bred to Rambling River.
Rambling River?
Why that stud?
Dude, when you show up late
half in the bag, you want to
ask questions? Show up early
sometime. We'll talk about
the business.
Are these two clowns going
to run the stables?
No, and neither are you,
Sonny. Now go on, get that mare
loaded. Get her up to London.
I'm going to Woodvine. Sonny,
you can carry on
with your duties there.
Boom.
When you running him?
Claimer. Saturday.
Fort Erie.
What's he done?
Well, he won last month.
Come out of it with a cracked
hoof, though. I epoxied it.
Looks all right now, but I
won't know for sure till
I run him again.
Are you racing those mares?
Nah, they're finished racing.
That chestnut's in foal.
How the hell you making
a living, Pete?
Who said I was?
Got my corn to come off.
Could be I get another
couple wins out of this gelding.
Could be he'll break down
again next time out. It's not
a young horse.
You're a pessimistic son of
a bitch for somebody who just
got out of jail.
Build a subdivision right
at the base of the escarpment.
Near the state lots. Every
house overlooking the golf
course. You just bulldoze
that farmhouse and those shacks.
You build the clubhouse right
there.
Beautiful.
You think
you can swing all this?
We're talking about
a lot of money here.
I can't believe
you'd ask me that, Rock.
Hey.
Well, if it isn't the prodigal.
Huh. I mean, with no calf
to kill.
How's that Bible of yours
feel about serving a man
a rye whiskey?
Hey, Bonnie.
Dan Rockwell been in?
I've not seen his royal
highness today.
I'll have a 50, Bonnie,
and get Ray here another.
How you doing, buddy?
Never better. Thought you
were out at the tarsands
getting rich.
Yeah, I've been back over
a year.
You back farming?
I was. I'm a roofer these
days. Old man sold the farm.
Sold it to Sonny Stanton.
Looks like Sonny wants to buy
out the whole concession.
Why the hell would he do
that? He's no farmer.
Yeah, no shit. What about
you? Still playing ball
down in the States?
No. I've been out of it
a couple years. Looking for
a job right now.
Really? Well, I'm
shorthanded. Busy as hell.
I'm here to pick up another
subdivision. You wanna lay
shingles for a living? You can
start tomorrow if you want.
All right.
Great.
I've gotta hit the jets.
How you doing, Steve?
What are you doing here?
Shit.
Taking a leak. Hope I'm
better at it than you.
Psycho.
Put in 44 units in this
cul de sac right here. Gotta
be finished in a month. Not two
months, okay? Sonny and I got
a pretty big job coming up.
Could be good for you, Steve.
It'll be done.
Good.
This is Ray. He's working
for me.
Great.
That's Ray Dokes.
This asshole ain't working
on my site.
You're not the only
developer out there. You can
shove your subdivision
up your ass.
Whoa!
Asshole.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. I got
nothing against ex-cons.
I just don't trust them.
Fuck you.
First free drink
I've had in a while.
I'll see you in the morning.
What are you shooting?
Etta Parr: Rats.
You gotta stay out here.
Homer's inside. You'll remember
he's not your biggest fan.
How is Homer anyway?
He's fine. He's 75. He's
bound to slow down a little.
This place is going to hell
in a handbasket.
You'd know more about that
particular destination than me.
Besides, Sonny Stanton doesn't
share your point of view. He's
been trying to buy the place.
Is Homer gonna sell?
Not if I have any say in it.
Sonny's not used to hearing
the word no.
Well, he's going to hear it
from me. That's Pete
Culpepper's truck. You sure you
should be driving? I can smell
the whiskey from here.
Well, I can make another
mile or two.
Why, you worried about me?
Not anymore, I'm not.
So how's Etta?
How do you know I saw Etta?
You got that dopey look
about you.
I can have that look without
seeing Etta. Looks like she's
running the place on her own.
That bunch down at the
Mercantile's going on about how
Homer's got the "old zimers"
disease. Though I doubt he's any
worse off than those dimwits
telling it.
Etta never said a word.
And it's Alzheimer's.
Not according to that bunch
down at the Mercantile.
She visit you in jail?
No, sir. You didn't want to
mention that Sonny Stanton's
been buying up the Concession?
I didn't figure that
information would do you any
good. You mess with him again,
you're going to end up
back in jail, Ray.
He trying to buy this place,
too?
What he did to your old man,
I wouldn't sell that little
prick a swayback mule.
Ray?
Shit.
It is you.
Wow, Ray Dokes. Sorry to hear
you got jail time for that
little misunderstanding we had.
Shit. I got no more use for
Sonny than you do. Huh? What'd
you do, bust out? No, no,
seriously. It's good to have
you back. Tough break.
You got it.
This here's a nice horse.
What's your name, son?
You racing him today?
You know, I like this
animal's configuration. We'll
put a few dollars on him.
Well, let's go, Paulie. We got
horses to break back home.
Coming, Dean.
Kid seems okay. I wouldn't
trust the other one as far
as I could throw a hog.
Juan Romano: John Wayne, you got
no jockey?
Tend to your own mount.
Race is in 12 minutes.
Where you been?
I had
car trouble.
What kind of car trouble?
The kind where I can't
find it. Give me the suit.
Meet Chrissie Nugent.
The horses have
reached the started point.
They are moving into the gate.
You think she's okay
on that horse?
I got a feeling that's about
the only place she is.
They're ready.
And they're off.
Bad Barkley first away.
Dead to Rights coming on second
on the outside...
That's it. That's it.
Whoa!
Oh!
Come on.
And that's the way they
finish. Dead to Rights wins it.
Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. You done
great, Cheffy. Here you go.
You okay? Is he all right?
Romano.
Hey, misquita. Come give me
a kiss, huh?
How do you like it?
Hey, hey!
You ass. I ought to kill you.
All right, all right, all
right.
You did something, huh?
Huh?
Come on, back up.
Get that bitch out of here.
I oughta...
Hey, hey, hey.
I'm fine.
Veterinarian: With that tendon,
he won't run again.
You know that.
I'd just like to save
the animal. Horse has got some
sand. Thank you.
You know, I had this great
colt once. Ran him in a sprint
at Greenwood. Horse broke
its leg coming out of the gate.
He still won that race
by seven lengths.
Are you sure his leg
was broke?
Might have been it was
a bad sprain.
Might be you're full of shit.
Yeah.
Don't suppose you have such
a thing as a bathtub, Texas.
I smell like a damn goat.
I believe you'll find one
in the bathroom.
Don't suppose you'd own
a bar of soap.
Ain't she a sweetheart?
What the fuck are you
looking at?
You got fouled.
It wasn't your fault.
It was my fault. If I wasn't
hung over I'd have seen it
coming.
♪ Freedom's just another word
♪ For nothing left to lose
♪ Nothing, nothing hard
♪ If it ain't free
♪ And feeling good
♪ Was easy, Lord
♪ When he sang the blues
♪ Feeling good
♪ Was good enough for me
♪ Good enough for me
♪ And my Bobby McGee
♪ Something, something
♪ Bobby McGee
Motherfucker.
You couldn't turn on
a goddamn yard light?
He nodded right off.
Yeah, the vet game him
a shot. He's pretty loaded.
You, too. He might sleep the
night provided we go easy
on the bucket kicking
and cursing and such.
Fuck you.
So much for the cursing.
Why'd you stick up for me
today?
You're a friend of Pete's.
What's he to you?
He's a friend of mine.
I never had too many friends.
I don't know that quantity's
all that important.
You know, there's plenty of
room in the house.
I want to stay with him.
You know, he gets to stomping
around on that leg, I can
settle him. Besides, I slept
in plenty of barns.
I hope you know you're not
getting any head. I've got
an awful lip on me after
that horse ran me over.
I think you had an awful lip
on you before that horse
rolled you over.
Oops.
Got to finish this one.
Got one across the street.
Even Bob couldn't get it
going, and I swear he's got
10W30 in his veins. You get
this running, you can have it
for the price of scrap.
Why don't you give it a shot?
♪ A little black angel's
♪ A-calling my name
♪ I tell my brothers
♪ That there's no shame...
Dean and Paulie been in?
No.
Scotch and water. Another
beer for Ray.
Hello, Jack.
I heard you were back.
How's the thoroughbred
business?
Pretty good at the moment. I
got this four-year-old, Jumping
Jack Flash. Might be the best
horse in North America.
Got a bit of an attitude, but
the son of a bitch can run.
What are you doing, Ray?
I'm in construction
these days.
Sonny know you're back?
Yep. I hear he's developed a
sudden interest in agriculture.
Sonny wouldn't know
a Rhode Island rooster
from a Holstein cow.
I'm done with him, Jack.
I know it's not common
knowledge, but you got a raw
deal, Ray. But that's how it is
with Sonny. I suspect someday
it'll catch up with him.
You see, that's one of those
things that people always say.
What goes around comes around.
Doesn't mean it's true. Sonny
could live his whole life
and never have to answer
for anything.
You saying he didn't answer
to you that day on the golf
course? I heard he did.
The story I got was people could
hear him answering a half a mile
away.
Hey! What do you think
you're doing?
I know what I'm doing.
Must be a strange feeling
for you.
Come on, Paulie. Let's go.
My place is just down
the road. You boys wanna come by
for a drink?
Yeah.
Paulie. Come on.
It's okay. Yeah.
It's not so bad.
Becoming my own vet. I could
hang a shingle out. Homer took
out a mortgage I never knew
about. Never paid a dime on it.
Gonna have to sell.
You put it on the market,
Sonny'll buy it.
I won't sell it to him.
He'll just get one of his
buddies to put in the offer
for him. How you gonna know?
Shit. You have to be so
smart?
First time in a while
you accused me of that.
First time in a while
you qualified.
That's the way it is, Etta.
Money always wins. I'm gonna go
finish fixing that roof.
You know, you might be
fixing it for Sonny.
I'm fixing it for you.
What's with the kid
anyway? Is he a retard?
Watch it. He's my cousin.
His mother was a druggie.
I think she was drugging and
doping when she was pregnant
with Paulie, scrambled his
brain. You know what I mean?
He's good with animals,
though, ain't he?
That old dog, he ain't been
off the porch in a month.
Dogs, horses, cats.
Paulie: Girl, come on.
My theory is they sense he's
as dumb as they are, so they
all get along, you know?
You got a lot of theories,
don't you?
Mm-hmm. Yeah, even when
I was a kid, they said my brain
worked quicker than other
people's.
Right. Earl's the big dog at
the trough right now, isn't he?
Doesn't hurt to be
a zillionaire. Buy a lot of
yearlings with that kind of
money. Get a good one like the
Flash, make all the money back
on the stud fees. A man could
make a lot of money with
a top-notch stud like that.
Yeah. You know, I know a lot
of guys with brood mares. Guys
that wouldn't ask any questions.
Well, well, looks like
the old boy's gonna make it.
What are you gonna do with him?
Well, with his disposition,
he'll make somebody a good
pleasure horse. Won't fetch
much of a price for him, though.
Would have before the spill.
I'm not done with that
son of a bitch Romano.
That how you figure to make
it in this business?
Coldcocking people?
He fouled me. I had to make
a statement.
Well, you made it. Now serve
your suspension and forget
about it. Doesn't pay to carry
grudges in this business.
Or life, either.
What are you, some kind of
cowboy philosopher
all of a sudden?
I'm just somebody who's
lived a lot longer than you.
I'd be pretty goddamn stupid
if I hadn't learned something
by now.
He tries that again, he'll
get more of the same.
And you'll get suspended
again. How do you figure
to make a living that way?
I don't know. Why don't you
tell me, Texas? Being as
you're such a goddamn
know-it-all today.
I'd rather shovel your shit
than listen to it.
♪ I wish it was 1930
♪ At the old Kentucky Derby
♪ And I was riding
♪ White Lightning
♪ Off the bluff
♪ 'Cause I need a racehorse
♪ And some old rusty spurs
♪ 'Cause I just can't get away
♪ From her fast enough
This the last you'll see of
me this week. Taking Jumping
Jack Flash down to New York
City tomorrow. Riding him in
the biggest race on the planet,
huh, Paulie?
If you care to watch,
you might catch me on TV.
Well, I'll be sure to set
my VCR.
My God. You boys got better
taste than I ever would have
imagined.
This is the guy?
Yeah. Sonny Stanton.
A legend in his own mind.
That's Dean Calder,
Vice President in charge of
shoveling shit at the Stanton
Stables. He shovels it, he's
full of it, and when I tell him
to, he eats it.
Screw you.
What did you do to your leg,
Sonny Stanton?
I used to rodeo a bit in my
younger days. Hooked up with
a 1,500 pound brahma one night
out in Calgary. A little out
of my weight class.
Looks to me like you're
still out of your class.
Now, what would you
know about class?
Tell me something. Are you
an asshole because you're rich
or are you rich because
you're an asshole?
Works both ways, baby.
What's that for?
Appreciation for roof repair.
So who's Annie Oakley?
Name's Chrissie Nugent.
She's a jock around here.
She rides for Pete when he's
got a horse to run.
What does she do the rest
of the time?
Ask her yourself.
Pete'll wanna make Apple Jack
out of this.
Well, you can do what you
want with it. I'll see you
around. Say hi to Pete.
Why don't you stick around
and say hi yourself?
No, you're busy. You've got
fat horses, pretty girls
to tend to.
I told you she's a jock
who rides for Pete.
Only you could turn up
a jock who just happens to be
a pretty girl, Ray.
Well, I'm just fortunate,
I guess.
Annie Oakley was a sharpshooter.
What?
She wasn't a horsewoman.
She was a sharpshooter.
Thanks for the history
lesson, Mr. Dokes.
Is that the one?
The one what?
The one you're thinking
about when you're fucking me.
Get up. The lawyers are here.
Great.
Your father's in worse shape
than we thought.
Tell him the story, Jack.
Tell him I was up all night
with a sick mare.
He's coming.
Is there a problem?
He's been up all night
drinking.
Sorry. I was up
half the night.
Second We heard.
So you talked to the doctor
again?
There's no change, at least
not in your father's condition.
And until he regains
consciousness, we're...
He's broccoli, that's what
you're here to tell me.
Well, your step-mother's
taken power of attorney.
What? No, she can't do that,
that scheming little bitch.
She signed a pre-nup.
Well, ordinarily you'd be
right, but it's a little
tricky. You see, he's had
a stroke. He's not dead.
And they're in the Bahamas,
remember? Different country,
different rules. So until
we get this all sorted out,
all assets are frozen.
Bank accounts, everything.
Well, get him home. I mean
today.
He's in a coma, Sonny. You
can't put him on a plane.
Yeah, well, you fucking well
find a way. Yeah, that's your
little job for today, boys.
Call me when it's done.
What's going on? Thought you
were going to fly down.
Earl always trusted me
to trailer the Flash.
Well, Earl's not making
decisions right now, Dean. I'm
taking the horse to New York.
You and Paulie finish up
the new stalls.
I'm good enough to haul
horses all over Ontario, but
I'm not good enough to take
the Flash to New York?
I'm not building stalls
for fucking Sonny.
Suit yourself. You got other
options? Maybe Ford's looking
for a new CEO, Dean.
Maybe there's an opening
at the corner of Piss and Moan.
What are you doing up?
You shit the bed?
Did you actually think I was
going to let my two retarded
cousins take my million dollar
horse for a joy ride, Dean?
Hey, uh, Jackson. You should
have been down at the Slam
Dance last night. Sonny boy
was telling my girl how he got
stomped by a Brahma bull. Yeah.
Seems to me that bull's name
was Ray Dokes, wasn't it,
Sonny? Wasn't that bull's name
Ray Dokes?
Oh!
You're finished, Dean.
Jackson, write him a check. Get
him out of here. And that other
halfwit, too. Do it now,
Jackson.
You dumb son of a bitch.
Who the hell do you think you
are, anyway?
I'm going to talk to him
about Paulie, but you
brought this on yourself, Dean.
You're always whining about
respect. Well, the more you
whine about it, the less likely
you are to get it. You're
nothing but a damn punk, Dean.
Uh!
Whoa, Flash! Jesus,
what did you do, Dean?
We just got fired. Well, I'm
fine with it. But we put our
time in here. We're taking
the Flash as severance.
No, I've got to help Jackson.
No, don't worry. Black guys
got harder heads than white
guys. It's been proved. Come
on. We gotta get outta here.
I've got a plan. It's a doozey.
When you figure her to foal?
After the new year.
I'm gonna walk her down
to the creek. This horse needs
some exercise. I can't for
the life of me figure how you
managed before I came along,
Texas. Come on.
Ain't she a pain in the ass?
If I was 20 years younger,
I'd fight you for her.
You're the one said you
could supply the brood mares
if I got you a stud. Well, I got
you the best goddamn
four-year-old on the continent.
How the hell do you figure
to set up a stud service?
I'm way ahead of you.
I'm talking about artificial
insemination. I'm going to take
this horse's sperm
and I'm gonna sell it.
They don't do that with
thoroughbreds.
But they can. I've been
reading up on it. And you know
what else? They can freeze this
stuff. I figured we take
a gallon or so out of the stud,
and we all have enough we can
retire on.
How do you think the horse
feels about all this?
Christ, they think they can
sell that damn horse?
Even Dean knows better than
that. Be like trying to sell
the Mona Lisa.
Well, I think we can assume
Dean won't be taking the nag to
Belmont. I think we can assume
we won't be winning the Classic
on Saturday.
Seems highly unlikely
at this point.
Well, I was counting on that
money, Jack. That bitch Gena's
got the bank accounts frozen.
I've got expenditures.
You think you might get a
job, Sonny? I could drop you off
at the employment center.
That whack on your head
turn you into a comedian, Jack?
Well, I've got a better idea.
I'm going to enter Rather
Rambunctious in Stanton Stakes
down at Fort Erie.
No. No chance, Sonny. Your
father founded that race to
give the small owners a chance
at a stakes win. He's never run
a horse in that race,
and he never will.
Well, I'm gonna do it. Who
cares about the small owners?
Only two people can enter
a horse in that race. Earl is
one, I'm the other.
It's not gonna happen, Sonny.
What are you asking?
It's a Massey 135. It's
a good tractor. Be about 2,500
bucks.
I'll take it. I can give you
500 now. I'll pay you the rest
by the end of the month or so.
Jesus, I've become
a charity case.
What are you talking about?
I need a tractor.
You need a lot of things,
Ray. Put your money away.
So that's it. You're gonna
sell the place piece by piece.
Either that or the whole
thing to Sonny.
Well, you won't do that.
That's the one thing
I'm sure about.
Sonny's got a lot on his
plate these days. I hear
somebody stole his million
dollar racehorse. What kind of
lunatic would do a thing
like that?
Jesus, look at the cock on
him. My God, he reminds me of
myself. Hold on a minute. Son
of a bitch is ready to blow.
Shit! Get that mare
out of here!
Son of a bitch. Whew. Well,
at least we know we can do it.
Oh, yeah. That went
real good.
You're always so goddamn
negative. Christ, if getting
rich was easy, everyone would
be a millionaire. You settle
that horse, Paulie.
I'm gonna get a drink.
On the outside
is Romance Eyes. Wading through
that is...
Jesus Christ, Sonny.
Don't tell me you've come
to pay me my five grand.
Bloody Mary. Got bad news
for you, Billy. I was up half
the night studying the form
for the Breeders.
And here are the winners.
Hmm.
They're at the post.
They're off in the first race
of the Breeder's Cup. And out
of the gate, it's Who Was That,
followed by Sweet Badge,
Simple Season, Diggity Dog.
Right there. Right there.
Now Diggity Dog is making his
move on the outside...
Come on.
And closing in on the leader.
That's what I'm talking
about. that's what I'm
talking about. Yeah, okay.
Who Was That got it. Who Was
That won it. Diggity Dog second.
That's all right. That's
all right.
They're at the post.
And they're off, and the
favorite, Net Reminder, went...
That's all right.
With Rat Catcher coming...
They're off. It's going to be...
Net Reminder at the wire
to win it by a length.
They're at the post.
They're off. Coming to the wire,
Too Cool Fool Texan. Romance
Eyes wins it. Waltzing Fanatic
in the final...
Ahh!
Upset winner in the last race
of the day.
Well, guess I've been
kicked enough for one day.
I'll be in the first of
the week to settle.
Hold on. You're telling me
you lost $100,000 on a marker
and you don't have it?
Well, I don't... I don't carry
that kind of cash.
Well, then you shouldn't be
betting that kind of cash.
I'll see you next week.
Sonny.
I will see you next week.
You figuring how to buy
a new pickup?
Shit. Money from my corn
won't even cover the feed,
never mind the damn taxes.
I don't suppose you could buy
this place from me.
I ain't got no money to buy
anything. Too bad, this place
being such a moneymaker and all.
Where you going, anyway?
Well, I believe there's
a woman out west Texas might
still be agreeable
to my company.
You've been here 25 years.
You figure she's still waiting
on you?
I have quite an effect
on the ladies. I never told you
that?
Oh, I've heard it from you
plenty of times. I just never
heard it from a woman.
Hello, there.
What can I do for you?
So you decided to sell.
You could say I'm
entertaining offers.
From farmers. And if I see some
shithead pull up into my drive
pretending to be a cash
cropper, I'm gonna know
who he's working for.
Why can't we just get along?
I'd settle for half of that.
Why don't you get along?
This offer is better than
market value. I didn't have to
do that, Etta. You think it
over.
Your psycho boyfriend going
to make you a better offer?
Because that was very immature.
How about this?
What are you doing? Hey!
What are you, nuts?
Aah! Jesus.
Bartender: Did you hear Bones
is playing ball down in Texas?
Yeah. Why?
No reason, I guess.
What the fuck you looking at?
Took Sonny for a roll, came
back looking like that.
♪ Well, I woke up
♪ From a fitful sleep
♪ I had no reason to dream
♪ And so I rode high
♪ Where the mountains keep
♪ And I heard the angels sing
♪ I heard the angels sing
♪ I was the last chance
♪ At redemption
♪ Could be my last dance
♪ In the sun
♪ Could be my last brahma
♪ For a while...
Ain't you a sour looking
apple?
I was thinking about the first
time I met you when I hired
your old man to paint the barn.
You came with him. You wound up
sleeping on the couch.
After you two
got into the whiskey.
We might have had a couple.
He was a good man, your father.
I never really got to know
him well enough to make that
judgment.
Well, then you'll just have
to take my word for it.
He was proud of you.
As I recall, he was driving
to Toronto to watch you pitch
the night he died.
Piss drunk.
Yeah.
I'll be damned. So that's what
a horse thief looks like
these days.
Maybe we should stick around
for a bit.
Good idea.
You know what? My favorite
color is brown. I had a mare
once, a brown mare. Check this
out. Check this out, Paulie.
Hiya, Paulie. Now, I know it
wasn't you, Paulie. So you just
tell me where the horse is,
and I'll let the whole thing
slide.
Okay.
Come on, Paulie.
Tell us where that horse is,
now, okay? Do you remember yet,
Paulie? All right. Here we go.
Hey!
What the fuck do you want,
eh? What the fuck do you want?
Eh? You're a slow learner,
motherfucker.
That's enough, all right?
All right. All right.
All right?
All right! Okay. Okay.
Ray?
See, I knew. I knew it'd come
to this, Ray.
Shit.
You're a loser, Dokes.
A loser just like your old man.
I'll take the girlie gun,
peckerwood.
Ray, take the kid and get
in the car.
Come on.
You're all hat
and no cattle, son.
I didn't want to go
to the hospital.
Yeah, because the hospital
would have called the cops,
and then the cops would want to
know why a guy like you would
be so intelligent to just be
fist-fighting in a parking lot.
You really like jail
that much, Ray?
She's got a hell of
a bedside manner, doesn't she?
Next time, I'm gonna pop
a cap in that mother's ass.
You're gonna have to get
your gun back first. What are
you planning to do about
the Flash?
Just gotta hope those two
morons do the right thing
and kill the nag.
You wanna kill
your own horse?
Yeah. What? Maybe he'll win
some races next year. Maybe
he'll be a good stud. Dead is
worth $10 million, Rock. I'll
take that over a bunch
of goddamn maybes.
Look, uh, you kill that
horse, it's gonna look like
an insurance scam.
You don't shoot it, Rock.
Jesus. You use some wires and
a couple of alligator clips.
What is this, amateur hour?
As long as you get the money,
I don't care how you do it.
Keep an eye on that boy
tonight. He could have
a concussion. Where's your
girlfriend?
If you're talking about
Chrissie, she hitched a ride
to town.
What the hell were you
doing, Ray? Why can't you keep
away from him?
I couldn't figure out a way
to do that tonight, Etta.
Pete's been talking about going
back to Texas. I'm thinking
I might tag along.
I think you should.
So everyone just throws in
the towel. Is that the way
it is?
Aw, it's like you said, Ray.
Money always wins.
Everything comes to an end.
That's what I keep hearing.
The thing is to recognize it.
Sometimes stubborn is the same
as stupid.
Well, I guess it all
depends on your point of view.
I guess maybe it does. Well,
I'm going to bed. One way
or another, tomorrow
is another day.
I'm real glad Sonny
didn't shoot you.
Yeah, me, too.
Put on your coat, kid.
We're going for a ride.
Sonny.
Jesus. You almost gave me
a heart attack.
Jim Burns. We met
at Woodbine once.
Fascinating. Now get
the hell off my property.
I know where your horse is.
Really? All right.
Step into my office.
If you want something done
around here, I guess you gotta
do it yourself.
I wasn't aware I was running
a bed and breakfast here.
Oh, you mean the kid?
I figured he should stick around
a couple days for safekeeping.
I'm not talking about the
kid. I'm talking about that
big bay stallion in my barn.
I assumed his name is Jumping
Jack Flash. I also assume you
intend to trailer him back
to Stanton Stables this morning.
I intend to trailer him over
at some point, but not this
morning. First I've got to set
something straight.
The last time you set
something straight, you went
to jail for two years. Maybe
setting things straight ain't
exactly your strong suit.
I won't have that animal here.
Son of a bitch just tried
to take my head off.
You gotta give him a piece
of green apple.
He likes green apples.
So that's it? They drop the
charges, you return the horse?
Might be a little more to it
than that. A man needs
a project, Pete. Idle hands
are the devil's workshop.
You're the one told me that.
I need to learn
to keep my damn mouth shut.
You hear anything
about the Flash?
Yeah. I hear he's in the
states. I hear he's in Europe.
I hear he's in 5,000 cans
of Alpo dog food. I hear
all kinds of things.
What's the insurance saying,
Jack?
Insurance isn't gonna pay
a claim on a horse that's just
missing. If the animal turns up
dead, they'll pay. I hope they
never pay. I want the horse
back.
I'd take the money myself.
I know what you did, Sonny.
You can be arrested. It's
forgery.
Hey. My father's sick.
I'm looking after the family
business.
You never looked after
anybody but yourself.
Rather Rambunctious is
entered and he's gonna run,
so get over it.
Where is he, anyway?
He's in the barn. That's
where we keep the horses,
Sonny. He's not ready to run.
Well, I'll get him ready.
No, you stay away from him.
I'll do it. Stay away from him,
and you stay the hell
away from me.
Lighten up, Jack.
Look at those two horses.
Except for the mark on Fast
Market's forehead, they could
be out of the same mare.
And one's worth a few
thousand, and the other a few
million. And the one worth
millions got the personality
of a damn cactus.
I woke up this morning,
the kid had all my chores done.
He's gonna put you
in a rocking chair, Pete.
Can see the change in him
already? He first got here,
he'd walk into a room like he
was apologizing for something.
Now he don't. Hell, all I did
was give him an old hat.
Now he thinks I'm the second
coming. People like Sonny have
been telling him his whole life
he's no better than a horse
turd. Well, I'm no saint,
neither are you, but I'd like
to show him that the Sonny
Stantons in the world don't
always come out on top.
That's about the longest
speech I've ever heard you make,
Pete. You're not gonna make
a habit of it, are you?
Nope.
Good looking horse
you got in the corral, Pete.
Yeah. He's just passing
through, that one.
I bet he is. Now I know what
kind of a lunatic would steal
a million dollar racehorse.
Lou: Hey, Pete.
Bud: We're looking for Paulie
Stanton. We heard he might be
staying here.
He's here.
We have reason to believe
he's involved with that missing
racehorse from Stanton Stables,
so we're gonna have to search
the premises.
I'm not in the habit of
boarding stolen horses.
Well, we'll take a look
just the same.
You know what? Make your own
goddamn breakfast. You don't
own me. What are you looking at?
I'm taking a walk. Anyone
tries to follow me, I'll knock
you on your damn ass.
I think we'd better
have a look around.
Sure you don't wanna check
in the house? Horse is probably
sitting on the couch
watching "Mr. Ed."
Come on.
Hey! Come on.
We had to follow up, Pete.
I understand. Happy to help.
Etta.
Something I can do for you,
Pete?
I ain't ever figured you
to call the cops.
What are you talking about?
Ray didn't steal that horse.
I never called the goddamn
cops. Do you think I'd turn him
in?
You might. You got an awful
horn in your gut over that boy.
Had, Pete. Past tense.
And I don't mean to be rude,
but I've got work to do.
You know, Etta, there's more
to this than meets the eye.
Ray's got a plan that's gonna
fix things. Maybe this time
he'll get it right.
Or maybe he'll go back to
jail. Ray was the guy, Pete.
He was the guy, and he
fucked it up.
Well, I just thought you
should know. Ray might not be
back this way again.
Hey.
So I was talking to Pete...
You were talking to Pete.
Now you're here to tell me what
Pete already told me and what
you wouldn't tell me, that
it, Ray?
Well, it sounded better
when I was rehearsing it
on the way in.
Yeah. I'll bet it did.
Etta, I let you down.
Yeah, you're fucking right
you let me down. But I let
you down, too, so
let's call it even?
I'd be happy with that.
Okay. If I ask you what you're
going to do with that horse,
am I going to regret it?
I'd say there's a good
possibility of that.
What are you gonna
do with that horse?
If this is about the Flash,
forget it. Somebody stole him
back.
Can't trust anybody these days.
We stole him.
What do you know about it,
idiot?
Keep the name-calling
to yourself.
What's this about?
It's about getting out
of a bad situation. Don't ask
questions.
I wanna know what's going on.
Don't ask questions, Dean.
Yeah?
Pete: Reginald Sonny Stanton?
Yeah.
Detective Frank Haimer, OBP.
There's been a complaint lodged
against you by a French woman,
a dancer from a strip club.
I don't know what
you're talking about.
Listen, Sonny, you've had
problems in this area before.
Now, I know your father. I can
bury this for a day, maybe two
at the most, but you'd better
talk to this woman.
Right.
Who's Frank Haimer?
A Texas lawman from days
of yore. He's dead now.
So are we if we get
found out.
How's the gray doing?
She'll win this thing by 20
lengths. Then watch people talk.
Aw, the hell with them.
My horse. I'll run him when
I want. Picked up the entries.
There's three scratches already.
Well, that's what happens
when you drop a horse
like this down.
Mm-hmm.
The owners wanna know they
have a chance to win.
What's this? Horse in the
four hole, Fast Market,
nine years old, some outfit
out of Pecos River.
No law against dreaming,
Sonny.
Yeah. I gotta go.
I got some skank I have to
straighten out.
I don't wanna keep you from
your important chores, Sonny.
I think we can resolve this
without involving the cops.
I've already involved
the cops. I could have done it
different. I could have your
fucking legs broken. I could
make a phone call and they'd
never find your bones. Jerkoff.
I think I'm getting the
point here. What do you want?
Five grand to start. Cover
my lost wages.
Five grand?
All right.
Then you're gonna make a bet
for me. I hear Billy Caan's
got some backroom totes at
the club. The odds are locked.
Maybe.
You're gonna put $1,000 on
a horse called Fast Market for
me. Eighth race, Stanton Stakes.
He's gonna lose
by 50 lengths.
Did I ask you your opinion?
Where's the grand?
In your pocket, dipshit.
Bring the ticket to the bar
at the racetrack Saturday.
When I have it in my hand,
I'll drop the charges.
And they're off.
Truly Dear broke last,
trailing now Never, Everland.
Let me guess. You got my
hundred grand.
I wanna make a bet
on the Stanton Stakes.
You've got balls like a bull
moose. You better not be looking
for credit.
Cash. A thousand to win on
the four horse Fast Market.
And I'll have what I owe you
the first of the week.
That's a 99 to 1 shot. Aren't
you guys running the gray?
Oh, the gray's gonna win.
Well, what are you doing?
Throwing away a thousand
bucks.
Hey, wait up.
How you doing?
Never better.
Bloody Mary.
Bartender: Yeah.
Hey, a foxy French chick
come looking for me? Nice ass,
maybe a little swelling
around one eye?
No.
Mm.
All right. I gotta go to the
paddock in a bit to see to my
horse. If she shows and I'm not
here, you give her this ticket.
You'll know her when you see
her. She's a bit of a tramp.
Imagine my surprise.
Thanks.
Horses now leaving
the paddock for the track.
Post time in 12 minutes.
All right. I gotta wish
my horse luck.
Not that he's gonna need it.
Stanton Stakes
coming up. Wager early.
Avoid being closed down.
Hi, Sonny.
What are you doing here?
I've been thinking about
your offer, so I'm here to
negotiate. You can start
by buying me a drink.
Yeah, I'm going to see
my horse.
Why? I mean, I would have
thought that you were a guy who
has his priorities in order.
Two bourbons.
One more horse to
move into the gate and we'll
be ready for today's big race.
Loca bitch.
Hope you like my ass, Juan,
because in about two minutes,
it's all you're gonna see.
The horses are
finally in the gate and we're
ready for the 12th running
of the Stanton Stakes.
And the Stanton Stakes
is underway.
And Fast Market trails the
field. Around the first turn,
it's Rather Rambunctious with
Knock Three Times up to
challenge. They move along
the back stretch. The pace
is swift at 45 seconds flat.
And look at this. Fast Market
is charging on the outside.
Chrissie Nugent has this one
picking off horses one by one
with an unbelievable move.
Off the turn...
Attagirl.
The veteran gelding
and the young jockey
stride for stride.
Vaya con dios, shithead.
Chrissie Nugent tapping her
horse for everything he's got,
and she's getting it.
At the wire, and Fast Market
is on the board by three
quarters of a length.
Rather Rambunctious second.
But the day belongs
to Chrissie Nugent and Fast
Market, the 99 to 1 longshot
winner.
The four won. The four.
Hold on. I just happen to have
$1,000 on that horse
down at the club.
Thought you said that ticket
belonged to the French broad.
Not anymore it doesn't.
What's that for?
I think a man should get
kissed when he gets fucked.
Hell of a horse
for a nine-year-old.
He's got a bit of an
attitude, but the son
of a bitch can run.
Good looking animal.
You switched them in the tunnel.
I don't know what you're
talking about, Jack.
I had a horse like this
once. I lost him.
Well, chances are he'll find
his way home.
Let's make sure he does.
Here.
Young lady. That was quite
a stunt in there. If you're
smart, you'll make damn sure
it never happens again.
If you're smart, you'd
have me riding for you.
Call me Monday morning.
Shit!
We okay?
Yeah. We are. You better
hope the racing commission
doesn't find out.
Well, I figure if Stanton
Stables don't complain, no one
else will.
Sonny might if he figures
it out.
I have it on good authority
that Sonny won a large chunk of
cash on yesterday's race. I'm
pretty sure he won't want his
bookie to find out it was a fix.
Sonny? Sonny's
history. Earl just got out of
the coma. He's not gonna like
what he's coming home to.
Isn't Earl used to Sonny
fucking up by now?
You know what I like about
this business, Ray? You always
know when you've won. Your
horse crossed the finish line
first, you're the winner.
No need to second guess yourself
on that.
I'll give you 50 grand
for that tractor.
Hey, you think too much.
Take the for sale sign down.
Sonny hasn't got enough money
to build a mini putt.
You and Mr. Culpepper
are going to Texas?
Probably a good idea
for us to clear out. Wasn't
exactly the perfect crime
we pulled.
Pete gonna sell the farm?
Funny thing. Pete's old
gelding won the Stanton Stakes
the other day.
You don't say?
Yeah. Made enough money to
pay off his taxes, a few other
bills. Chrissie's gonna look
after the place for the time
being. Paulie's gonna help out.
And what about your tractor?
I was thinking you'd hold
on to it for me.
That mean you're coming back?
I was thinking I might
when things cool off.
What makes you think things
are gonna cool off?
Do what you have to do. Just
don't take too long doing it.
Hey, Billy.
I woke up this morning
and remembered, damn, I owe you
a 100 grand. But I got this
ticket here that says you owe me
a 100 grand. So I guess
that makes us even, Billy.
I heard a rumor you got
the Flash back.
Oh, he's back. None
the worse for wear, according
to Jackson.
That's what I was curious
about, Sonny. When you got him
back. Now, you were saying
something about the 100 grand
you owe me?
Lucinda Williams:
♪ Told my baby one more time
♪ Don't make me
♪ Sit all alone and cry
♪ Well, it's over
♪ I know it but I can't let go
♪ I'm like a fish
♪ Out of water
♪ A cat in a tree
♪ You don't even want
♪ To talk to me
♪ Well, it's over
♪ I know it but I can't let go
♪ He won't take me back
♪ When I come around
♪ Says he's sorry
♪ Then he pulls me out
♪ I got a big chain
♪ Around my neck
♪ And I'm broken down
♪ Like a train wreck
♪ Well, it's over
♪ I know it but I can't let go
♪ Well, it's over
♪ I know it but I can't let go
♪ It's over
♪ I know it but I can't let go
♪ It's over
♪ I know it but I can't let go
♪ It's over
♪ I know it but I can't let go