10x09 - A Horse With No Rider

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Previously on "Heartland"...

I've decided to pursue the Maggi's franchise in New York.

Huh!

You know, this opportunity, it's the start of something of something big.

You bought me a horse?

Peter. Hi.

Peter: Hey.

Nice lookin' horse.

Yeah, it's just a horse. It doesn't matter.

It doesn't mean anything.

Hey, Amy, how are ya?

You look a little tired.

Actually, I'm... I'm great.

I signed up for a prenatal class.

I wish I could be there with you right now.

Me too.

(Mongolian music)

(Camels bellow)

(Mongolian music)

(Jeep rumbles)

You okay?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

(Jeep rumbles)

Tim: No. There's no way!

It's not happening.

Dad, it's a job. I signed up for it months ago.

I'm not gonna let them down!

When you signed up months ago you weren't six months pregnant.

How can you teach a clinic?

You're not even allowed to ride.

I don't need to ride, okay?

It's a Liberty clinic.

I can do ground work, and Karen knows I'm pregnant.

She's fine with it.

She's fine with it?

I'm not fine with it!

(Exasperated sigh) Dad.

You really need to stop this over protective thing you've got going on.

It's driving me crazy.

I bet you haven't told Ty about this.

No, but he has enough on his plate already.

Dad, I've got a really busy morning.

I've got to get to the doctor before I can even leave for this clinic.

Good. Good.

You ask her what she thinks of you doing a clinic.

I will.

She'll say you're crazy.

(Sighs)

(Door slams shut)

Just do what Amy does.

It's like a dance.

I know how to dance. I take lessons!

Really! (Giggles)

(Sings) Ta da!

And plie! (Giggles)

Good job!

(Truck rumbles)

(Horn honks)

Amy: Hey, Katie!

Katie: Amy, look! Monty likes to dance!

Georgie: Show her your dance moves!

Hey!

(Monty snorts)

(Panicked gasps)

Monty! No!

Georgie: Monty! (Whistles)

Ow!

You okay?

I hurt my knee!

Okay, just stay there. I'll get Monty.

No!

(Worried gasp)

Katie...

Well, I agree with ya.

I don't think Amy should be draggin' a trailer through the mountains on her own either, but haven't you heard of a thing called reverse psychology?

The more you tell Amy she can't go, the more she's gonna push to do it.

So, I'm supposed to tell her she can go.

What kind of sense does that make?

(Cell phone chimes)

Look, hey, I got a text from Lou.

Uh?

(Reading) "Big rainstorm in New York.

Flights are backed up and delayed."

Does not know "when she will arrive."

When's Peter supposed to get here?

Oh, sometime this afternoon. I think.

He was vague.

As usual?

So you and I get to entertain the General until Lou gets here, and who knows when that'll be.

That's just fantastic.

I don't know.

Maybe the less time those two spend together under one roof the better, considering.

Considering what?

Oh, nothin'.

Monty!

Wait for me, Georgie!

Mitch! Monty won't come back and he's going to fall in the pond and drown!

He doesn't know how to swim!

You stay with Georgie. I'll get him!

(Monty squeals)

Hey, whoa, whoa! Monty! Hiya!

Come here! Get back here!

(Monty snorts)

Hey, come here!

Easy, easy! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wha...

(Monty squeals) Whoa! Whoa! Come on!

(Relieved sigh)

Here you go. Here's your little monster.

Monty, never do that again!

Bad!

Thanks, Mitch.

I'm just glad I could help.

Thank you! You saved Monty's life!

Mitch: (Chuckles)

(Pants)

(Truck rumbles)

Ty: I discovered that I'm okay on my own, but I know something else, too...

I don't want to do it on my own.

Amy, I wanna do it with you.

Okay?

Okay.

(Sighs heavily)

Amy: I have a gift for you too.

You do?

I do.

What have you got?

You're gonna be a father.

(Laugh happily) Ty: Really?

(Sniffs sadly)

(Jeep rumbles)

(Loud bangs) Easy!

You tryin' to hit every pot hole?

It's hard to miss 'em!

Both: (Laugh)

Whoa, whoa, slow down.

Yeah, yeah.

Whoa.

(Dramatic music)

S10E09 - A Horse With No Rider

♪ And at the break of day you sank into your dream ♪
♪ You dreamer ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ You dreamer ♪
♪ You dreamer ♪

(Speaks in Mongolian)

(Speaks in Mongolian)!

Well...

We, we... we don't speak Mongolian.

Bob: Yeah, we don't understand what you're saying.

You understand if you listen, and it's good for you if you listen.

Okay.

We're, we're listening.

We can listen. We can listen a lot better if you just put your g*ns down.

Are you doctors?

Yeah.

Yes.

Yeah, we're, we're animal doctors.

A bear's been sh*t.

A female.

We saw it happen.

We fired at the hunter, frightened him away, and his guide, but the bear is still there.

Dead.

There was a cub.

It ran away.

Maybe wounded.

Can, can you take us there?

(Speaking in Mongolian)

Money?

(Sighs)

No, we don't... we don't travel with any money.

Are you sure? No money?

No money, man!

It's okay... man.

(Speaks in Mongolian)

Ty: No, wait!

Wait, we can pay you later, all right?

Just tell us where the bear is so we can find the cub!

We wanna help!

(Dramatic music)

Tim: So, Amy, your doctor's appointment. How'd it go?

Really good. Yeah, everything's normal and just so you know, I asked her and she's totally fine with me going to the clinic today.

Okay, good. You should go.

(Laughs)

Why did you change your mind?

You're a grown woman. You can make your own decisions.

Thanks, Dad!

You know how refreshing it is to hear you say that?

Tim: Reverse psychology, please!

Amy, listen to me.

You are not driving into the mountains pregnant!

What happened to me making my own decision?

Tim: Yeah, well forget that, okay?

I'm gonna change my schedule. I'll drive. No arguments.

Georgie: I can go too, just in case any of the horses need to be ridden.

Jack: Remember your Dad's comin' today.

Georgie: Well, I'll just see him when I get back.

Amy: Why does everyone have to make this so complicated?

Amy, your Dad and Georgie just offered to help you out.

Why don't you take advantage of it?

Okay, fine!

(Slams bottle down) Jeez!

You're welcome.

Amy: Let's go.

(Hooves clop)

Come on!

(Clicks tongue) Up!

Tim: Come on, let's get goin'! (Claps)

Amy, what time do you have to be there?

We have plenty of time to get there, Dad, just relax, and I don't know why we're bringing hay.

They have plenty there!

You never know these things.

Thank you.

You're welcome!

Oh and there's more sandwiches and fruit in there...

'Cause I know how hungry you get.

Thank you, you two, but you didn't have to do this.

I am not an invalid!

Can everybody please remember that?!

Yeah, you're not an invalid.

(Frustrated groan)

Dad, really? Four hours of this?

Bye. Let's get goin'.

All right.

See ya.

All right.

Safe travels!

Come on.

Okay, okay!

Are you on there?

See ya.

(Truck rumbles)

Okay, what do you say you and me, we go inside, we figure out what to make your Dad and Mom for dinner?

Mitch: (Clicks tongue)

(Hooves clop)

Mitch!

Hey, kiddo!

(Playful grunt)

Hey, I'll watch her, Jack. No worries.

(Clicks tongeue)

(Monty snorts)

(Bemused chuckle)

(Mongolian music)

It all looks the same.

We gotta keep going.

It's like a needle in a haystack.

(Truck rumbles)

(Truck rumbles)

(Truck rumbles to a stop)

(Door opens)

Amy!

(Truck turns off)

Karen, it is so nice to see you again.

Yes, it's been a while.

There have been some changes.

You look fabulous!

(Chuckles) Thanks.

Hey, let me help you with your horse.

Oh, that's okay. I have plenty of extra help.

This is Georgie, my niece.

Hi, nice to meet you.

Amy: And my Dad, Tim.

Tim: Hi. Tim Fleming.

Good to meet you both.

Hey, I had a, uh, an old rodeo buddy named Marty Shannon that lived on this road.

Do you know if he's still here?

He is. I know him and his wife really well.

Amy: Dad, you should go see your buddy.

No, you need me here.

Amy: No, actually I'm good, and you're gonna be bored out of your mind.

You hate clinics.

(Doors open)

Well, hate's a strong word, honey.

Dad, just go see your friend. You can pick us up after.

We'll text you when we're done.

(Hooves thud on metal ramp)

You sure?

Positive.

Go.

(Laughs)

(Spartan snorts)

Good boy, Spartan. (Clicks tongue)

(Whistles)

(Whip whips)

(Clicks tongue)

(Whip whips)

(Spartan snorts)

(Clicks tongue)

(Spartan snorts)

(Clicks tongue)

(Whistles)

The goal of today's clinic is to build a bond and create a strong and honest connection with your horse.

Now we form this connection through the use of Liberty work.

In my opinion, Liberty training is the foundation of everything!

(Light tapping) Lie down.

Good boy.

Students: (Laugh and clap)

Wow.

(Taxi rumbles)

(Door opens)

(Door shuts)

Katie: (Chatters happily)

(Taxi rumbles away)

Okay!

Peter: Knock, knock.

Daddy!

(Laughing) Hi!

Hah!

Hey, Kitty Kat!

(Happy squeal)

(Playful grunt)

(Playful snuggling)

Uh, hi, Peter.

Hey.

Mitch, right?

Katie: Daddy, look at Monty! Isn't he beautiful?

Yeah, yeah, he sure is.

That is one fancy-dancy hair-do he's go there too!

I got an idea: Why don't we saddle him up, I'll take you on a pony ride?

I don't do pony rides anymore, Daddy.

Oh, well, okay then, let's go on a real ride. How about that?

You don't know anything about riding horses. Mitch does!

Mitch saved Monty's life this morning.

Well, not, not exactly.

He did, Daddy.

(Monty whinnies)

Peter: I'm sure he did.

I'm sure he did. I believe you.

Hey, why don't you come inside with me, okay? Help me unpack.

No, I want to stay here with Mitch.

Okay.

(Water flows)

(Door opens and closes)

(Water stops) Peter! How are ya?

Hey. Good, good.

(Hands clap together)

So, how was your flight?

Oh, it was good, you know.

Up and down. (Small chuckle)

Yeah, well.

Better luck than Lou.

Why's that?

Ah, a big storm down East.

It's messin' up all the flights from New York there.

Oh.

Um, Georgie around?

Yeah, well, Georgie, she's helpin' Amy with a clinic up in the Kananaskis, but Katie's here. Did you see her?

Yeah. Yeah, she's, she's out in the barn with that ranch hand. Um...

Uh, so look, I'll just throw my stuff in Amy's room until I know where I'm stayin'. Is that...

Uh, yeah, yeah, that's good, yeah.

Thanks.

This is Darby.

Now I was speaking with Darby's owner, Helen, before the clinic, and she told me he is almost impossible to collect from the field.

So, we're gonna work with him today to see if we can get him over that.

I've brought along Georgie.

Now Georgie is incredible with horses, but like you guys, she's new to Liberty work.

She's just learning.

So, Georgie, now that he's kind of with you, I want you to bring him in and unclip his lead.

Whoa.

Now see if you can do the same thing, but with him going around you freely.

(Clicks tongue)

(Hooves thud)

That's it.

(Clicks tongue)

There you go.

(Clicks tongue)

Amy: You're turning into him a little.

Keep your body open to him.

Georgie: (Clicks tongue)

(Whip whips)

(Clicks tongue)

Now see this, he is feeding off her body language and he's with her now, paying attention to all of her cues and signals.

(Hooves thud)

(Clicks tongue)

(Whip whips)

(Darby snorts)

Now when Helen or someone else goes to the field to collect him, Darby should be more willing to listen, because he's aware of those simple and subtle cues that she's giving him.

Okay, Georgie, when you're ready call him into you.

Now that doesn't look like a horse that's gonna run away, does it?

Students: (Chuckle)

(Darby snorts)

Perfect. Now I want you to back away from him slowly, but use your body language to keep him there.

Whoa.

Amy: He's paying attention to you.

He's focused. This is good.

Okay, now call him to you.

Okay. (Clicks tongue)

(Clicks tongue)

Good boy.

(Clicks tongue)

Good boy!

Students: (Murmur excitedly)

Amy: That's it.

Amy and Georgie: (Laugh)

Hey, bud.

(Clapping)

Woo!

Great job!

(Jeep rumbles)

Hey, hey, Ty, stop!

(Jeep rumbles to a stop)

(Jeep turns off)

I don't know. Does that look interesting?

Well, it's somethin'.

Let's check it out.

(Hooves thud)

(Truck rumbles to a stop)

Woman: Amy?!

(Door opens)

Amy Fleming?!

Yes.

(Door slams shut) Woman: Oh, thank God you're still here!

I am so sorry that I'm late!

And the reason that I am late is the very problem that I'm hoping you can solve.

I'm sorry, but the clinic's over.

No.

No, no, no. You've got to help me.

I'm desperate. Please! Just look at my horse!

(Truck rumbles)

(Latch clanks)

(Door squeaks open)

(Horse snorts rapidly)

(Horse snorts shrilly)

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Hey!

(Grunts sharply)

(Horse squeals loudly)

Georgie: Amy!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Georgie: Amy!

Woman: Oh my God, are you okay?!

Yeah.

(Horse whinnies shrilly)

That's it, come on.

(Horse whinnies shrilly) Hey!

Easy, easy, come on!

(Horse shrieks)

Come on! Settle down! Settle!

(Horse shrieks)

Ooh! Yeah!

(Horse snorts wildly)

Whoa.

(Horse squeals)

See? He's unmanageable.

My daughter and I can't do anything with him!

Tim: Easy, easy, easy, easy, easy, easy.

(Horse settles)

What the heck's goin' on here?!

Watch yourself.

Yeah.

(Sighs) Damn.

(Grimaces)

(Horse snorts)

(Hooves thud)

See that?

The animal's crazy.

And who knew?

When my daughter and I bought him he seemed perfect.

(Hooves thud)

He was calm.

(Horse snorts wildly)

He was easy to manage.

And now he's the opposite... unpredictable, and just plain nasty!

He bit my daughter last week.

It's been my experience that sometimes certain horses are suited to certain owners.

It's not always a horse problem.

It's usually a people problem.

(Huffs) Well... if anyone can fix this horse, you can.

You're the miracle girl horse whisperer, aren't you?

Amy: From what you've described these things can't be solved overnight or at a clinic.

Woman: You advertise as though that's the case!

No, actually, I don't.

Tim: Amy.

Can I talk to you for a second?

Excuse me.

Yeah.

It's gettin' late.

I don't want to drive in the dark.

Get rid of this woman and her horse.

Dad, I would like to go, too, but...

You just tell her you can't do it, not in your condition.

In my condition? Really?

(Annoyed sigh)

(Horse snorts)

Please, just... just work with him.

(Flies buzz)

Female, just like those guys said.

sh*t through the heart.

Very professional.

Hey. Look.

Prints!

Cub size.

And blood.

Looks like he was wounded and ran off.

I guess our friends were right about that too.

Yeah. Let's grab some gear and track it.

Yeah.

I can't get Lou on the phone. She's not answering.

Well, maybe she's on a plane.

That's a good thing, isn't it?

I don't know.

You don't know what?

I think she's avoiding the issue.

What issue?

(Coffee flows)

Divorce papers.

Ah.

That issue.

Well, there's a storm in New York.

That doesn't mean that Lou's avoiding the issue.

No, I've just been tryin' to nail her down with this for a few weeks now though.

I should have just mailed the things to her.

Although we did agree that we were gonna sign them together in person.

At least, I think we did.

Well, it's tough when she's in New York.

Well, yes. That's to be expected.

She's pretty darn busy.

She's still in touch with the girls on a daily basis, though.

That hasn't changed.

Well, that's good.

So I'm the only one she's out of touch with.

(Exasperated chuckle)

Can Mitch stay for dinner?

Um...

Jack: Well, your Dad's here.

I think he'd like to have you all to himself at dinner.

No fair.

(Chuckles)

(Clicks tongue)

(Horse whinnies softly)

(Clicks tongue)

(Horse whinnies shrilly)

(Horse snorts harshly)

How long was he trailered for?

Woman: Uh, it took us a few hours to get here.

Amy: Where do you keep him? You have a ranch or...?

In a stall.

Amy: But you don't keep him in a stall all the time, do you?

Pretty much.

He's not good with the other horses in the field.

(Sighs heavily)

(Clicks tongue)

(Horse snorts)

Get up! (Clicks tongue)

(Horse snorts sharply)

(Hooves thud)

(Gate clanks)

She should be careful.

(Lead rattles)

(Horse snorts)

(Horse whinnies softly)

(Horse snorts)

(Sighs)

Whoa. He needs to run, Amy.

He hates being cooped up in a stall and in a trailer.

We just need to let him run.

Okay. Go for it.

(Lead clatters)

Okay.

(Horse whinnies)

(Clicks tongue)

(Horse snorts)

(Hooves thud)

Get! (Clicks tongue)

That's it, Georgie, keep him goin'.

(Clicks tongue)

I thought you were gonna get rid of her.

Dad, I don't know what to say.

I will.

No, please don't.

Good boy.

(Clicks tongue)

(Hooves thud rhythmically)

(Clicks tongue)

(Horse snorts)

(Hooves thud)

Hoo...

That was amazing!

Absolutely amazing!

Tim: It was absolutely amazing, Georgie.

Great join up.

Time to go!

I realize miracles don't happen overnight, but can I bring him to your ranch?

I have read all about Heartland on-line.

(Sighs)

All right. I'll work with him.

I'll bring my trailer closer.

We'll have way more trouble getting him into it than we did getting him out.

(Gate clanks)

(Horse snorts)

Georgie, you were amazing!

Thanks.

How are you?

I'm exhausted.

Don't you dare tell my Dad! (Chuckles)

You see anything?

Nothin'.

The blood trail's gone.

The blood probably coagulated, which is great news for the cub.

(Grunts with effort)

So now what?

Ty, look!

(Cub calls out)

(Cub calls out)

Come on!

Okay!

Ah! Watch your step!

Yeah.

(Cub calls out)

Georgie: I don't get it. Where is she?

I don't know.

This is ridiculous. Come on, let's load.

(Hooves clop)

She's gone?

She left without her horse.

Call her.

How? I don't have her number.

Karen: This woman, whoever she was she didn't pre-register.

Everyone on this list did and they all attended.

And because she came in late she didn't sign in.

I guess not.

I don't believe this.

So there's no way of tracing her!

I, I didn't even get her name, or her horse's name.

Okay, like I said it's time to go.

We can't just leave this horse here.

Amy: Maybe this was a big misunderstanding.

Maybe she thought that we were taking her horse to Heartland.

No, it wasn't a misunderstanding.

The woman abandoned her horse. To you.

Okay, so then he's my responsibility.

We're taking him with us.

Maybe she'll regret what she did and come and pick him up. She knows where Heartland is.

I am sorry about this.

Karen: It's not your fault there are crazies in this world.

I promise if I hear anything about this mystery woman I'll let you know.

Thanks, Karen.

Karen: Mm-hm.

Thanks. Come on.

(Cub calls out)

(Brush rustles)

Come on!

(Cub calls out)

Where'd he go?

I don't know.

(Horse whinnies shrilly)

Amy: Dad!

Whoa, whoa. Back. Stay back!

(Horse whinnies shrilly) Whoa, whoa!

Dad, I know you're in a hurry, okay, please!

Wait! Get back.

Amy: You're stressing him out! Just let Georgie do it.

(Horse whinnies shrilly)

(Horse whinnies shrilly) Georgie...

Whoa, bud. Whoa. Whoa.

It's okay. Hey, hey.

Hey.

(Horse snorts restlessly)

You're okay.

Come on.

Good boy.

Up.

Good.

(Internal door squeaks and shuts)

Tim: Okay, I got him, I got him.

I got him. Come on, boy. Good boy, Spartan.

Tim: Come on, boy. That a boy.

That's it.

Okay.

(Door bangs shut)

(Grimaces)

Okay.

What? What is it? Amy?

Nothing I'm...

It's just a little twinge. I'm okay.

I warned you about gettin' near the horses today.

I warned ya!

I'm fine.

Okay...

All right, it's gettin' late. I'm gonna take a back road.

It'll be a lot faster than takin' the highway.

Okay. I'm good.

(Pants)

(Truck rumbles)

You know, Tim should be on his way back by now, but I can't seem to get a hold of any of 'em.

Let's eat. The bar-bq's on.

Wait, wait, wait. Toronto?

Lou, what are you doing in Toronto? I thought...

No, I had two days off!

I thought you wanted to sign these divorce papers together.

Is that not what we...?

Okay. Yeah. No, I know it's not your fault.

Okay. Next flight. Yeah. Bye.

Mitch! Please, please, GG, say that Mitch can stay for dinner!

Um, here's the invoice for the feed I picked up.

Please!

Sorry, kiddo, I already ate.

Katie: (Sad sound)

See ya.

That was kinda sneaky, wasn't it?

You heard me when I said no the first time.

You need to spend some time with your Dad.

I don't want to spend time with my Daddy.

I want to spend time with Mitch!

Jack: Well guess who you're gonna spend time with? Nobody.

You can go to your room right now.

Katie: Hmm.

(Truck rumbles)

(Birds chirp)

(Truck hums)

Georgie: Was that lady crazy or what?

(Chuckles)

Loopy as they come.

Dad! Look out!!

(Truck rumbles)

(Tires screech)

(Horses squeal)

(Loud banging)

(Huge bang)

Ah!

(Rocks thunder) Amy: Dad, look out!

(Trailer screeches)

(Glass shattering bang)

All: (Scream)

(Horses squeal)

(Boulder thunders)

(Gravel crunches)

(Thunderous bangs)

(Laboured breathing)

(Grunts)

(Grunts)

(Grimaces)

Tim: Amy, talk to me.

Yeah.

Amy.

I'm fine.

Okay.

Georgie?

I'm, I'm good.

The baby?

Yes! Good, uh...

Tim: Okay, careful.

(Door bangs open)

(Grimaces)

(Grunts)

Uh! Ah...

Ah!

Amy: Dad! (Grunts)

Dad!

You gonna be okay?

(Grunts and grimaces)

Hey.

I'm sorry. I'm fine.

(Pants)

Oh my God.

Be careful.

(Door bangs shut)

Be careful.

(Horse whinnies sharply)

Spartan!

Oh, we've gotta get them out!

Amy! Amy, slow down!

Georgie: Amy, wait!

Tim: Girls, be careful!

(Horse whinnies) Georgie: Stop! Stop!

It's okay. We're gonna get you.

(Horse whinnies) We're gonna get you out.

(Grimaces and grunts)

Georgie: It's all right!

(Horses bang and whinny)

You girls, girls...

Hey, bud. It's okay.

It's okay. Whoo...

Careful! Careful!

Amy: You're all right.

(Horse snorts)

You're good.

Easy, Spartan. Easy, easy. Easy!

You're okay.

Good boy!

He looks okay.

Here, I've got him.

Good boy.

(Thudding footsteps)

(Latch clanks)

(Horse whinnies in distress)

(Grunts with effort)

(Metal bangs loudly)

(Grunts with effort)

(Metal bangs loudly)

(Hooves thud violently)

Dad, he doesn't look good.

(Grunts loudly)

(Loud metallic bang)

Amy: He really doesn't!

(Grimaces)

What's goin' on? Are you okay?

Yeah I'm fine, Amy, I'm fine.

Are you sure?

Yeah, it's nothin'.

Just get out of the trailer. It's not safe.

Dad...

(Horse kicks violently)

(Shrieks wildly)

(Pants)

(Grimaces)

(Horse snorts and bangs)

(Grunts with effort)

(Loud metallic bang)

(Grunts with effort)

Dad!

(Grunts with effort)

(Loud metallic bang)

(Grunts with effort)

(Loud metallic bang)

Amy: Dad!

Amy, get out of the trailer!

If I get this I don't want him to fly out and trample you!

Okay!

(Grimaces and gasps)

There's gotta be another way!

Listen... I tried that!

That's, that's jammed!

It's not gonna open. I tried it!

(Grunts with effort)

Get away! Amy, please get back. Honey...

(Rocks clatter) Dad, we've gotta do something!

Honey, honey, honey.

I've gotta get him out!

Georgie, get away from the rock slide!

(Gasps nervously)

Come on!

(Horse shrieks and bangs)

(Clicks tongue)

Can, can we still drive it out?

No, no, we're not going anywhere in that.

(Pants)

Just, just, just get back. Please, both of you.

(Horse whinnies in pain)

Nothing.

(Grunts)

Anything?

It just disappeared.

(Sighs)

We've lost it.

Both: (Sigh)

(Footsteps crunch)

So Lou landed. She's in Calgary.

Oh, good. That's good.

Where's Katie?

Ah, Katie is sulking in her room.

(Chuckles)

Ah.

It appears as though I've completely lost my place in this family.

No.

No, I don't think so. (Chuckles)

But I guess it is tough when a marriage is breakin' up and you live kinda far away from each other.

(Water flows)

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, I'm good, I'm...

It's my birthday tomorrow.

I'm startin' to hate birthdays.

(Water flows)

Yeah, tell me about it.

I'd rather forget about 'em altogether.

But you're young.

(Chuckles)

I'm as old as I've ever felt.

And as alone as I've ever felt.

Well, then I gotta ask ya why are you pressurin' Lou so hard to sign those divorce papers?

I know. She might have mentioned it.

Um...

I don't know. I guess I...

I just feel like if we just get it done, you know, that... maybe that door closes and another one opens.

Or maybe, you now, once Lou actually physically sees how final they are...

Reconsider.

Hey, is there something goin' on between her and Mitch?

I see him around Katie. She's all over him and I...

Ah, no, Katie's just... well it's a kid thing - hero worship.

Apparently he saved her pony from gettin' stuck in the pond, so.

It's nothin'.

Well, if there is somethin' goin' on between Lou and Mitch, I don't know about it.

Not that she'd say anything.

(Grimaces)

Hey, any service?

No.

(Horse whinnies shrilly)

Me either.

How are you holdin' up?

(Exhales loudly)

I just wish Ty was here.

(Grunts)

You have any more water?

I'm all out.

(Grunts)

(Cub calls out)

Hey!

(Cub calls out)

Look at that, man!

(Sighs heavily)

(Distorted sound)

(Horse whinnies shrilly)

(Hooves bang loudly)

Okay, girls...

(Distorted sound)

(Distorted) This is, this is what we're gonna do.

The um...

(Normal sound resumes)

The, uh, saddles are locked in the trailer.

I'm gonna, I'm gonna take... I'm gonna take the horse.

(Distorted sound)

Take this horse...

And we're gonna...

I'm gonna ride up to where... the ranch where you had the clinic.

Dad, that's miles away.

(Horse bangs)

If I get a cell signal before then I'll, I'll call for help and... and everything will be fine.

(Horse whinnies and bangs)

Just stay off the road, okay, because somebody's gonna come barrelin' around that corner.

I gotta do... haven't ridden bareback in a long time.

Oh!

(Spartan snorts)

(Pants)

(Hooves clop)

Just stay away-stay away from the rock slide please!

(Hooves clop)

(Cub squeals weakly from inside cave)

Easy, easy.

Sure.

(Rocks clatter from inside cave)

(Patter of feet) Something moved.

Bob: There he is!

Ty: Yeah.

(Cub squeals) Oh my God!

(Cub cries)

Ty: We gotta get him outta there.

Yeah, we do.

(Cub cries)

We'll tranq him, get him back to the camp.

(b*ll*ts click)

(Cub cries in pain)

No.

I'm a better sh*t than you.

We all know I've had a bit more practice, right?

All right.

(Cub cries)

(Cub cries)

(Hard thwap)

(Cub grunts in pain)

Georgie: Whoo, bud.

(Horse snorts quietly)

Easy, you're okay. Shh...

(Horse snorts quietly)

Whoo...

(Gasps in pain)

(Horse whinnies softly)

You're okay.

Ow.

Easy.

(Pants loudly)

Easy, bud.

(Pants loudly)

Ah!

(Grimaces in pain, pants)

Are you okay?

(Pants)

Yeah, I just... I have these really weird cramps.

(Horse snorts and thumps)

Well, you're not...

Is, is the baby okay?

(Exhales loudly)

(Horse snorts and bangs)

They're probably just these Braxton Hicks contractions.

I've had them before.

So, you didn't injure yourself when we...

No. (Pants)

I'll be okay.

I'll just... (Pants) try to walk them off.

See if I can get rid of 'em.

Do you mind stayin' with him?

(Horse whinnies and bangs)

Yeah, yeah.

Thanks.

(Pants)

(Horse whinnies and bangs)

(Hooves thud)

(Distorted sound)

(Spartan snorts)

Whoa, whoa.

(Distorted sound)

(Hooves thud)

They should be back in range by now.

What the heck is goin' on?

I don't know.

I'll try Amy again.

(Door shuts) Hello!

Hey!

(Chuckling) Hey!

I'm so glad to be home!

What a nightmare!

Ah, hi.

You would not have believed the mess at the New York airport.

And Toronto? Even worse.

Straight to voice-mail.

What's going on?

(Horse bangs loudly) Hey, hey, whoa!

Whoa, it's okay.

Once we get you back to Heartland we'll never coop you up in a stall again, I promise!

This is so insane.

Easy, easy!

What was I thinking? My Dad was right!

I should have, I should have never have done the clinic!

(Horse whinnies sharply)

Look at this!

(Horse bangs loudly)

And that woman! Why-why did I listen to her?!

We didn't know she was gonna try to leave us with her horse!

(Hooves bang loudly)

When has that ever happened to you? Never!

Well he's my responsibility now and because of me he's probably hurt!

(Horse whinnies loudly) Listen to him!

(Loud bang) I know! I know.

But there's nothing we can do about that right now, okay?

(Horse whinnies and bangs)

(Pants) It could have been a lot worse.

I know. (Pants)

Just... just breathe.

Breathe.

Okay?

Okay.

(Horse whinnies in distance)

Spartan.

(Hooves thud)