07x15 - Smoke 'n Mirrors

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Amy: Previously on Heartland:

(Hooves thud)

Can you sign this for me, please?

Sandra: I haven't seen this picture in ages.

Before you leave, you have to sign off on some paperwork at reception.

You better call Scott.

Buckingham's dead.

Cassandra: I'm the one you should be f*ring.

I let Jeremy into the clinic the night Buckingham d*ed.

I just want you guys to get along!

To be friends.

We'll figure it out.

(Car rumbles away)

♪

(Hooves thud)

(Horse snorts)

Amy: Come on, boy!

Come on, you can do it!

(Horse pants and snorts)

That horse isn't gettin' any younger!

I know, tell me about it.

I've been trying to work on his cardio since my dad's away in Moose Jaw.

Why don't you give him a name while you're at it?

I know, right?

He's had this guy for how many years and he's never given him a name?!

I think that says more about your dad than it does about the horse.

Yeah, but it's not good for his ego.

I think your dad's got enough ego for the both of them.

(Cell phone chimes)

Whoa! Whoa!
(Groans)

I've gotta head back.

Cassandra's having some issues at the clinic.

Amy: Okay.

Ty: Love you. Amy: Love you, too.

(Amy sighs)

(Truck rumbles)

(Cell phone rings)

(Truck rumbles)

Tim: Shane!

Hey, buddy.

Yeah, sorry I had to take off so quick.

Uh, something came up at the ranch.

Yeah.

No, it had nothing to do with me and your mother.

You heard that?!

Yeah, well, you know what?

Sometimes people say stuff and it- it's not crap!

You don't talk to your father like that, Shane!

(Engine sputters)

Shane!

Hey, Tim, wait!

You got cables? I need a boost.

I don't have cables!

Do I look like I have cables?!

Do you see cables hanging from me?

I got advice!

Why don't you get rid of that piece of junk and get yourself a real truck!

What are you talking about? This is a classic!

Look at that thing! You can't pull a trailer, you can't put a load in, you can't even start it!

You wanna drive around with my daughter in this when you're married?!

Man, the world's totally changed since I was married, I'll tell you that!

(Door slams)

Amy: Hey, grampa.

There's a cold front coming in. It's brutal up on the ridge.

Jack: Yeah, well, I'm heading up there right now to check on those cows.

It might be time to start feeding 'em hay.

Dad's back!

(Truck idles, shuts off)

Jack: I thought you were spending the week in Moose Jaw.

So did I.

So you riding out to check on the herd?

You wanna lend a hand, actually pull your weight?

That's funny. Yeah.

Well, normally, I would, but I'm kind of b*at.

It was an eight hour drive from Moose Jaw, so maybe tomorrow morning.

Nope. They're predicting snow in the higher elevations tonight.

It's now or never.

All right, fine!

Amy: Dad-dad, no!

Look, I just rode him, okay?

Chasing cattle might be too much.

He'll be fine.

(Clucks tongue)
Hi-yah!

Girls: Woo! Nice! Yeah!

Sandra: That's the extension that you want.

Okay, next up.

Girl: Way to go!

Sandra: Nice work! Really coming along.

Oh, and before I forget, I wanted to mention that a space has opened up in the extreme team.

Georgie: What's that? Sandra: A trick-riding team.

They train here in the winter and then perform in local rodeos all summer.

Anybody interested in auditioning should talk to me after class.

(Students murmur)

Tim: Come on, Jack, pick up the pace!

You're asleep at the wheel!

Jack: Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Are you texting?!

(Chuckles)

Since when do you text?

Jack: Since Lisa went to France.

It reminds me of a telegram; it's short and sweet, and to the point.

Ugh...

Oh, what is your problem?

You're acting like a teenager.

Worse - a teenager that can't multi-task.

(Chuckles)

Okay, that's it, I'm outta here!

Hi-yah!

Jack: Hey! Slow down!

Damn fool's gonna k*ll that horse!

Hup!

♪
♪

♪ And at the break of day

♪ you sank into your dream

♪ you dreamer

♪ oh, oh, oh, oh

♪ you dreamer

♪ you dreamer

Dan: Hey, Amy, how are you?

Amy: Hey, Mr. Hartfield. How are you?

Good! Here.

I wanted to pay you for all that work you did with flying easy.

Oh, thanks. How's he doing?

Well, he's not exactly burning up the track, but he's loading and breaking clean from the gate, so... that's good.

Listen, is your granddad around?

Um, yeah, he just went up to check on his cows.

Oh, good. Good!

Jeez, you know, I was so glad to hear that he rallied from his little health issue there, and well now he and Lisa are back together, and boy, I know how that feels, you know.

Love makes you feel like you can just live forever.

Amy: (Sighs)

Dad, he's sweating like crazy!

What did you do?

Tim: I just rode him like I always do.

Hello, Dan.

Tim.

Once upon a time you had some decent horses, and now here you are again with this... sorry excuse for a ranch horse!

You're an expert now?

Well, actually, we have diversified the stable to include some quality cutting horses and some working cow horses.

Terrific.

Yeah, in fact, we've won the odd buckle.

Which is why I think that, you know, when it comes to that horse, he's about as past his prime as... you are.

(Chuckles meanly)

We'll see ya.

Idiot.

(Sighs)

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

(Groans)

Hey, Jack.

Dan Hartfield.

What're you doing here, Dan?

I was just paying your granddaughter what I owe her.

You know, even after what happened with Lisa, I still somehow manage to pay my bills.

Lisa, huh?

Yeah, it turns out your little rapprochement with my ex-wife had a... a negative effect on my bottom line.

What are you talking about?

Lisa, she was all set to sell Fairfield, invest in this little venture of mine out in France, when- well, I guess you'll have to get your money somewhere else now, won't you?

Oh, she'll come around, Jack.

You know, let me give you some advice.

I've known Lisa for a long time, and if you think she's gonna turn into some little homebody just for you, you've got another think coming.

Yeah.

Whatever you say, Dan.

(Hooves clop)

(Cats meow, dogs bark)

Did you make this schedule?

Yup. Scott asked me to.

I'm only working nights and weekends.

All nights and weekends.

Well, I've been working with Scott a lot longer than you have, so it makes sense that I have more hours.

Cassandra: And better hours!

You know, I'm going to school just like you, but I'm expected to basically have no social life and function on no sleep?

Look... maybe if you drop the attitude, we can discuss it.

What attitude?!

Well, Scott says there have been some complaints from clients who say you're... difficult.

Cassandra: Huh! Wow!

And I thought you were the one with the bad attitude.

What's that supposed to mean?

I don't know, you tell me.

I'm just a vet assistant, not a therapist!

Okay...

Is there anything I should know?

Any new additions?

Cassandra: Yeah, this is Duncan.

His owner wants to put him up for adoption, or worse.

It turns out her new boyfriend is allergic to cats.

Ty: Well, it happens.

Cassandra: Yeah, and it also happens that said boyfriend will most likely dump her in a month or two, then she won't have a boyfriend... or a cat.

This is exactly what I'm talking about.

Sandra: Okay, let's get started.

So when I've got my feet in the straps, I take a deep cleansing breath, and free fall back out of the saddle.

Something like this:

(Clucks tongue)

(Hooves thunder)

(Laughs)

And there you have it.

They don't call it the su1c1de drag for nothing!

Georgie: Would that be a good trick for my audition?

Georgie, the audition is for the older, more experienced kids.

You're good, but you really need to wait.

Wait for what?

Until you've been trick riding longer than a couple months.

(Sighs)

Ty: So then Cass tells this poor client that she should keep the cat and re-home the boyfriend.

Well, that sounds about right.

No, you can't talk to clients like that.

Then Cass had the nerve to tell her to give her boyfriend some antihistamines until she figured out if the relationship was gonna pan out.

Well, at least she's being honest.

I had to call the client back and straighten the whole thing out!

Jack: Oh, that reminds me. Amy, your dad called.

Says he's coming over in the morning, wants us both to be here.

Amy: Why? What's up? Jack: He won't say.

But one thing I do know, something's bugging him and whatever he says to the contrary is just a load of B.S.!

Yeah, tell me about it. I saw him this morning and his B.S. factor was way off the chart.

I brought you some pie... seeing as you missed dinner.

Thanks, but I'll pass.

Okay, Georgie, what's wrong?

Well, have you ever wanted to do something, but then people keep saying you have to wait?

Amy: Well, people have tried.

But if it's something that I really want, then I usually do it anyway.

What is this something?

The extreme team trick riders.

Really?

I've seen them at rodeos, they're amazing!

Well, I really want to audition, but I need a cool trick like the su1c1de drag and Sandra says that's too advanced.

Well, Sandra knows what she's talking about.

Come on, Georgie, they don't call it the su1c1de drag for nothing!

(Birds chirp)

(Cell phone rings)

Dad, hey.

No, today's not a great day. Tomorrow would be better.

What do you mean?

Oh no!

Allow me to introduce you to... Smoke 'n' Mirrors, last year's second place winner of the working cow horse jubilee.

Amy: Wait, dad. Did you buy this horse?

Bill of sale's in the truck.

Can I ask why?

Well, Jack, to keep up the tradition of working cattle that dates back to the Spanish vaqueros.

Ole!
(Chuckles)

You know, he's a really nice looking horse.

Tim: I'm tellin' you, if this horse were a sports car, he'd be Formula One.

You know, if you went out and got a sports car, I'd get the point.

But your palomino!

Dad, other than maybe lacking a little muscle, what's wrong with him?

Nothing.

But it's like a relationship.

You know, after a while it can go stale.

You know maybe if you'd given him a name, you'd feel more of a connection to him!

I mean, he's still a perfectly good horse for what you need him to do!

Yeah, but maybe my needs have changed.

It's like Dan Hartfield said, and I hate to admit it, that palomino's past his prime and he's dragging me down with him!

You ready?

Tim: You betcha. Let's see what this baby's got!

(Cow moos)

Here we go!

(Whinnies)

Hup!

(Cow moos)

Oh! Oh! Okay!

He's good!

Amy: Come on, dad!

Tim: Woo!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Oh!

Nice one!

(Grunts and groans)

Amy: Way to stick it!

Yeah, barely!

(Both laugh)

(Under his breath) Ole.

♪

(Blows out her breath)

Okay.

Hey, I did it!

Wow!

Whoa! Slow down!

Easy, boy!

Sandra: Georgie, stop! Georgie: I can't!

I can't! I can't get up!

(Grunts with effort)

(Groans)

What are you trying to do, get yourself k*lled?!

(Panting)

Thanks.

Um, excuse me, sir, is this seat taken?

Uh, actually, yeah. It's reserved for my fiancee, in case she shows up unexpectedly.

Good answer!

Ty: So what are you up to?

Amy: Well, I'm picking up some supplements for my dad's new horse.

Something that'll take the edge off a little.

Your dad or the horse?

Funny.

Ty: Listen, Amy, don't take this personally, all right?

Ty: I'm gonna take off. Amy: Got it.

Amy: See you later. Ty: See ya.

Tim.

What's with Ty?

Busy schedule.

(Rooster crows in the distance)

Georgie: Thanks!

Jack: What are you doing home so early?

Didn't you have something going on after school?

Well, I did, but... it turns out trick riding is just kinda lame.

Really?

Yeah, it gets in the way of my show jumping.

Well, I'm surprised to hear that.

I think I'll just stick to riding Phoenix from now on.

Jack: Sounds reasonable.

Except I don't believe a word of it.

Okay... I did something really stupid, but it's not like I was galloping or anything!

I was practically walking.

Barely even trotting!

But my teacher, she says that kids who can't play by the rules have no business being in her class.

Well, that makes sense to me.

Georgie: I must be the only person in the world to ever be expelled from trick riding school.

Well, let's say that's possibly true.

Now, what are you gonna do about it?

Amy: Seriously, dad?! The jubilee?

Are you out of your mind?

No!

I've suffered a few setbacks recently.

But I'm a competitive guy, I need to get back to basics.

For me, the basics are a cow, a horse, and a stopwatch.

Okay, I get it, all right?

You were a star in your rodeo days, but that was a long time ago.

Hey! A lot of guys my age still compete in timed events.

Yeah, okay, but the jubilee is around the corner and do you have time to train?

I'll make time! I'll make time.

And with a horse like Smoke, you could turn me into the comeback kid, especially if you help me.

No, dad.

Look, I don't know about this, okay?

Amy!

I am not some random client.

No, and if you were, I would tell you that Smoke is a way better horse than you are a cowboy.

Please, go on.

I'm just saying that you might be better running your palomino on cattle and blowing your money on a new truck, or a sports car.

Well, it's a good thing I'm your father.

That way you can save all your honesty for other people.

Dad... Honey, please.

Will you work your magic for me?

Any new admissions?

Yeah, this old girl, her name's Charlotte.

She used to be a seeing-eye dog, but now she developed really bad arthritis and she can barely get around.

And she's got a chronic kidney disease.

So any meds that'll help her walk are just gonna affect her kidneys.

Her owner really depends on her, so she's got a difficult decision to make.

I get that the owner is disabled, but it's cruel to let a dog live in pain.

I'm sure whoever owns this dog is sensitive to her pain.

Look, all I'm saying is, has anyone tried any alternative therapies?

Not that I know of.

Well, it's a no-brainer.

Maybe, but it's not your job to suggest treatment options.

You're here to monitor the dog overnight and in the morning.

Scott will call the owner and discuss the situation.

Wow, I knew you were a jerk, but I thought you at least cared about animals!

You're one to talk!

You let your boyfriend k*ll his horse on your watch!

Okay.

I get it.

Your problem with me has nothing to do with my attitude at work.

You're still pissed off about Jeremy.

Yeah, why wouldn't I be?

(Sighs heavily)

Sandra: I'm glad you called.

I was just thinking about you.

About how dumb I was?

I know, and I'm really sorry.

Okay.

What I did was incredibly dangerous.

Not just for the horse, but for me as well.

But when I want something, I kind of just go for it.

And I get that.

You do?

Yes.

I've been thinking a lot about what you did, and even though it was really dumb, it was also really brave, and you need to be crazy brave to be a great trick rider.

Crazy enough to teach yourself the su1c1de drag.

I just really wanted to audition.

And I'm gonna help you.

You are?

But trick riders who do the su1c1de drag are a dime a dozen.

If you wanna make a big impression, you need a signature move.

I don't have one.

I'll lend you mine.

The tandem hippodrome.

It's a trick I used to do with my sister.

It might be time to pass it on to the next generation.

Okay!

Sandra: So the hippodrome is pretty basic.

Do you remember how to do it?

Yep.

My feet in the straps, and then... stand up.

But what about those toes?

You have to point them straight down, and you stand straight, with your arms outstretched.

Like this?

Sandra: Now, arch your back, and it'll be just about perfect when you remember to smile.

(Both laugh)

Sandra: Now, you wanna take it up a notch?

♪

Come on, don't fall apart on me!

Georgie: Okay...

Not okay!

Your knees are bent, your butt is sticking out a mile.

Not pretty! Do you wanna stop?

Georgie: No. No, I can do this!

Imagine you've got a string coming out the top of your head and it's pulling you up.

That's it! That's good!

Okay, now let's try it with your arms out.

Now you're flying!

(Laughs)

Now, how do you feel about hot pink?

Yeesh.

Ta-da!

(Sighs heavily)

Ta-da!

Ta-da! Yeeeaaaaaaah...

(Laughs)

You look like the real deal. Way to go!

Way to knock!

Jack: I don't know what the deal is with your dad.

He came back early from Moose Jaw and he seems all out of sorts.

Jack, you seen Amy?

Hold on, Lou.

She's driving Georgie to school.

Here, talk to your daughter.

Lou, I'll just-

I'll have your dad call you, okay?

Kiss Katie for me.

Okay.

Why won't you talk to her? She hasn't heard from you-

I got a lot on my mind, okay?

How's she doing?

Well, I'm betting she's counting the days until she can come home.

Yeah? Well, you're always a glass-half-empty kinda guy, aren't 'ya?

I'll bet you she's loving it.

Are you gonna tell me what happened in Moose Jaw or not?!

(Door slams)

(Charlotte pants)

(Sighs)

What's going on?

What does it look like?

Okay, but did you talk to Scott first?

Obviously!

I thought the old girl could really benefit from acupuncture.

Scott agreed.

It turns out her owner uses it herself.

Where'd you learn to do this?

Took an elective.

Veterinary acupuncture.

I can't promise any miracles, but maybe Charlotte's owner won't have to make that difficult decision.

You know, I've been thinking about what you said, and uh... maybe I have been holding a bit of a grudge about the whole Jeremy thing.

Really? Just "maybe?"

(Half laughs)

To be honest, Cassandra, I just don't understand why you'd cover for a guy who k*lled his own horse.

Well, probably because I'm the world's worst judge of character.

But haven't you ever met a guy who just rolls right over you?

A guy you just can't stand up to?

Yeah, I can think of one.

Amy: Okay, dad, stay soft and don't choke up.

Well, you're not the one sitting on a powder keg.

Amy: He knows his job, just let him do it.

Yeah, yeah, okay! Let's go!

Amy: Dad, if you're not gonna listen to me, I don't know why I'm here!

Tim: I get it, okay?

Be soft, don't choke, whatever. Let's go.

Tim: I'm ready. Amy: Okay, fine!

(Cow moos)

Tim: Here we go.

Hi-yah!

Come on!

(Smoke whinnies)

That's it, that's it!

Amy: Drop your hands, let him do his job!

I got it!

(Smoke snorts)

Tim: Hup! Come on!

Hah! Hah!

(Smoke whinnies, cow moos)

Agh! Ungh! Oh!

Dad! Dad!

(Gasps for breath)

Dad, you okay?

Tim: Oh, yeah. Woo!

A little timing thing there.

Yeah.

I just tweaked the shoulder a bit, that's all.

I hope it wasn't your bad shoulder.

(Gasps painfully) Oh...

Come here.

(Sighs)

Ty: You want some more tea?

Yeah. Thanks.

What's on your mind?

My dad.

It's bad enough that he bought a horse he can't even stay on.

But he fell off on his bad shoulder, and now he can barely move his arm.

Well, he might've just aggravated an old injury.

Or it might be something more serious: Separated shoulder, fractured clavicle.

Did he get an X-ray?

Are you kidding me?! He still thinks he can compete.

There's obviously something going on with him.

Well, whatever it is, I bet it has nothing to do with horses.

(Amy sighs heavily)

Yeah, I tried to talk to him, but he just rolled right over me.

That's funny.

What?

Well, that's what Cass said about Jeremy.

Wow! You guys talk about Jeremy?

Well, we had to deal with what happened.

We work together, right?

So he was kinda like the elephant in the room.

Some elephant.

Well, she's not proud of what she did, but Jeremy's one of those guys where... like she said, he's hard to say no to.

Yeah, well, it's next to impossible when that guy's your dad!

No pressure, Amy, but...

I have seen you do the impossible.

Yeah, no pressure.

(Chuckles)

(Riders chatter quietly)

Sandra: I say we're ready, what do you think?

Bring it!

Here, you need this.

What is it?

My sister used to hold it when we rode together.

Well, are you sure it's okay I carry it?

Are you kidding?

Without it, it's just a trick.

With it, it's a performance!

(Laughs)

♪ Been so tired I cannot sleep ♪

Go, Georgie!

(Spectators clap and cheer)

♪ So much love still left to give ♪

(Amy claps)

♪ Into the place we used to be ♪

Yes!

♪ Lookin' for you

♪ in my heart Uh-uh! Breakfast.

Georgie: Well, I wanna ride Phoenix!

Well, breakfast first!

When Lou gets back, she will not be happy if she finds out you've been skipping the most important meal of the day.

Well then, don't tell her!

(Phone rings)

Hello?

Yes, she is. Just hold on.

It's for you, it's Sandra.

Hello?

Hi!

Yeah?

Oh.

Okay.

You too. Bye.

So?

Georgie: So what? Jack: What did she want?

Nothing.

I thought you were going riding.

I changed my mind.

Hey, Ty, check this out.

Dinnertime! Go!

Wow!

That's a big improvement.

I know!

I spoke to her owner and she's thrilled.

But there's a problem.

Charlotte's gonna need a few more sessions, which means changing your precious schedule so I'm around to do a couple more treatments during regular working hours.

All right, well... why don't you pencil in the days you want, and I'll make the schedule work for both of us.

Really?

I would hug you, but I gotta protect my reputation.

You know, the one of being difficult?

(Both chuckle)

Good girl!

Hey!

Where's the boy? Where's Smoke?

Come on! We got a session.

No, we don't.

Yeah, come on! We're in training here!

No, dad, we're not training when you're injured.

Oh!

Hey, I'm an old rodeo cowboy.

You think a fall off a horse is gonna hold me back?

Well, at least go see a doctor, okay?

Ty thinks you need an X-ray.

Ty thinks?!

I'll tell you what, when I get an extra pair of legs and a tail, I'll ask Ty for medical advice.

Okay, even if your shoulder was a hundred percent, Smoke is way too much horse for you!

Well, that's not for you to decide!

You asked for my help, dad!

You really want my advice?

Smoke is not the solution to whatever's bothering you!

I never said he was.

No, well, I guess being tough has nothing to do with being smart 'cause you're acting like an idiot!

I never thought that I'd hear my daughter talk to me that way.

I wouldn't have to if you told me what was really going on!

Well, that's not gonna happen.

I don't whine about my problems, okay?

So just forget it. You know what?!

I'll practice on my own.

Amy: No, you're not gonna practice on your own, dad!

Agghhhh!

Okay.

Let me take you to the hospital.

We do not need to talk, just let me take you there.

I'm fine.

(Smoke nickers)

(Tim groans painfully)

Okay, easy, boy, easy.

(Grunts)

Agh! Ow!

Oh!

(Grunts)

Ohhh!

(Cries out in pain)

(Crying)

What was I thinking?

(Sniffles)

(Sighs heavily)

Georgie: Hey.

(Sniffs) Hey.

(Sniffles)

Sorry I missed your audition yesterday.

No big deal.

Well, I really wanted to go.

How did it go?

Um, I didn't get it.

You didn't? What happened?

Well, I kinda knew from the beginning that I was probably too young for them, so...

Too young...

Let me tell you something about life, honey.

The first thing is that... you should never let anybody tell you what you can and can't do.

And the second thing is, you're never too young... for anything.

Have you ever had a feeling... that comes from deep inside that helps you decide whether something is right for you or something is wrong for you?

Yeah.

That's called instinct.

You have to learn to trust that.

Always trust your instincts.

What do you think of him?

He's beautiful.

Tim: His name's Smoke 'n' Mirrors.

(Gasps)

Tim: I was training him to compete in the working cow horse jubilee.

R-really?

Yep.

Okay.

He's great, but...

I kinda like your old horse.

Yeah, me too.

But sometimes things change... and nothing lasts forever.

(Grunts painfully)

You okay?

Yup.

Look who's back.

Duncan!

So I guess the relationship with the allergic boyfriend is heating up.

Or cooling off.

The good news is, Duncan is only boarding with us while his owner is away.

His owner is away and did you have anything to do with that?

No way!

But I did suggest a weekend in Vegas to get over the creep.

(Chuckles)

You know, I've been a bit of a jerk.

A bit?!

Ty: And any awkwardness between us is- your fault.

Yeah.

I kinda get what was going on with you and Jeremy, and I don't want you to think that- look, stop.

I don't need true confessions, I just...

I want a better schedule.

What do you think of this one?

Tuesday and Thursday mornings. That's great...

Mm... but this one. Saturday mornings?

I mean, how am I supposed to party on Friday if I can't sleep in on Saturday?

You're right.

I guess I didn't take into consideration your party habits.

Yeah, you wouldn't. You're only engaged, but you act like you've been married forever.

Tim: Well, your fiancee was half right.

I did need an X-ray, but no broken bones.

Just bruising, swelling, you know.

Dad, I need to apologize.

I...

I was a bit harsh, before.

What, you mean when you called me an idiot?

Yeah. I'm sorry.

It's just, it's textbook.

Textbook what?

Mid-life crisis.

You...

Oh, I see, you apologized for calling me an idiot and now you're calling me an idiot with a mid-life crisis?

Okay, you win.

Something did happen in Moose Jaw.

I found out that Miranda is seeing a new guy and it's just... kinda bothering me.

It's k*lling me!

Dad, I'm sorry. I am.

But it's not like you and Miranda were together.

It's the guy.

He's- it's just bad!

How bad?

(Sighs)

He's a lawyer.

A young lawyer.

Much younger than me and very successful.

Anyway, I know I shouldn't let it bother me.

You know, I'm gettin' over it, I just... It...

Look, if there is ever anything that I can do, just let me know.

Well, to tell you the truth, there is one thing that's still kinda bugging me.

Tim: Isn't he something? Huh?

He qualified for the working cow horse jubilee.

Dan: Is that so? Tim: Yup.

Yeah, and I figure that now that you're a mid-life cowboy, that you'd appreciate a viewing.

Well, if he's such a good horse, why are you trying to sell him?

Tim: I think I know you well enough now to confess that...

I'm just not enough cowboy for that horse.

You are.

So... how much are you asking?

Well, Dan, I'm not exactly giving him away.

Amy: Good boy.

So I took your advice and went and got an X-ray.

Great. And?

Total waste of time.

But better safe than sorry, right?

You know, you keep plugging away at school, one of these days you're gonna be able to afford a truck that's a little more upscale than this tin can.

Yeah, Tim, that's the plan.

Ty, I know I'm hard on you sometimes, and you know I wouldn't do it if I knew you couldn't take it.

(Half laughs)

You know, if I could pick a guy to marry my daughter, I couldn't find a son-in-law that I admire as much as you.

So just... know that.

Well, thanks.

If you need anything, short term, don't you be too proud to ask me for help, okay?

All right.

I appreciate it.

It comes with a warning. Time-sensitive offer -

I'm feeling a little flush right now.

I just sold a horse to Dan Hartfield for a lot more money than I paid for it!

(Laughs)

Hup! Come on!

Oh, now. Whoa, whoa!

Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!

Get over. Come here, come on!

Come on.

Just hold still. Hold it!

Get back here! Get-

(Smoke snorts)

Oh, for...

Hey, Jack. Can you uh... give me a hand with my horse?

Love to, Dan, but I'm busy.

Busy?!

What do you have to do, besides cash your old age pension cheque?

Let me share something with you, Jack.

By the time you get to your age, life really is short.

That's why I won't be wasting any more of my time with you.

Okay, I get where this is coming from.

Lisa!

Well, Jack, the truth hurts.

I'm sorry if I burst your romantic bubble, but reality is a bitter pill to swallow.

Let me share something with you, Dan.

You can say whatever you want, but all you've ever had going on with Lisa is money.

Compared to what we've got, all the money in the world is just... well, small potatoes.

(Scoffs)

(Hay rustles)

I found this on my desk.

I gave this to you.

I know, but I just figured... what's the point?

So that's why you missed the last lesson?

I didn't really figure you for the kind of kid who would quit after one rejection, and it wasn't even a real rejection!

What do you mean?

It's exactly what I said from the beginning: You're too young for the team.

But the trainer was impressed and wants to see you again next year.

She said that?

She did.

But there's still a problem.

What is it?

You've already done the tandem hippodrome, so you need something new, something better.

Your very own signature trick.

Like what?

I was thinking... Roman riding.

Two horses at a dead gallop, while the rider, that's you, stands on their backs.

You think I could do that?

Depends.

You need balance, and control, nerves of steel, and luck.

Pink was my sister's lucky colour.

♪ I want you to know the best part of me ♪

You know, for an old guy, he looks pretty good.

He'd look even better if you paid a little attention to him.

He's a good old faithful horse.

(Whistles) Come here, boy!

Come on!

(Amy laughs)

You see? Now he's rejecting me.

Well, he's probably holding a grudge because you never gave him a name!

For putting up with me all these years?

I should call him...

Faithful? No, dad.

Lifesaver. Dad.

He's a champ.

Champ.

That's a good name.

Champ. I like it.

Tim: Come here, Champ.

Come on, boy!

(Amy laughs)

Tim: Come on, Champ! Atta boy!

I think he likes it!

Champ it is.

♪ I want you to know you are the best part of me ♪