03x13 - Quarantine

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Amy: Previously on "Heartland":

Victor: It's good to see Pegasus looking so good.

Yeah, he really seems to remember you.

Ty here convinced me that you could help.

Dizzy, right?

At this point, I'm willing to give anything a try.

If you wanna do this kind of work, you have to put your personal feelings aside.

You don't like me, you made that pretty obvious.

You're just one of those girls - you can't stand the fact that I'm still friends with your boyfriend.

I shouldn't have brought Daisy here without asking you first.

It was this time of year.

Your mom?

Yeah.

I was thinking maybe we should do some kind of ceremony.

Maybe go on a ride to one of her favourite places.

Lou: A bit further.

Don't look yet.

Watch out. There you go.

Don't look yet.

Okay, stay right there. Ready?

Open.

Ta-da!

What is it?

It's our new dining lodge.

I pictured it bigger.

We can build it right here.

This is where the guests will check in.

This is for our branded products, like my jam, and this is our authentic Western dining room.

I'm gonna have my wedding reception here, Dad.

Lou, it's great.

But can we afford this?

Yeah. Yeah!

Business is good.

Clients are lined up to see Amy, the dude ranch is steady

(Tim exhales, reluctant)

Okay.

Thank you, Dad.

(Excited squeal)
Thank you.

Now, listen, I've got an idea for this land here.

Okay, let's not talk about details.

I gotta go check up on a guest.

Okay.

Lou: Okay.

See ya, Dad.

(Knocking)

Woman: Hold on a sec!

Hey! Victoria.

Thought I'd see if you want some coffee.

I'm fine, thank you.

Please don't knock on my door in the morning.

Oh, sorry.

It's when I do my equestrian pilates.

Ght. Equestrian pilates. Okay.

Well, I'll let you get back to it.

There's no point now, the workout's ruined.

So, how's your sister doing with Tango?

Any progress?

(Tango snuffles and grunts)

Tango...

Come on, stop weaving, you're making me dizzy.

Ty: What's all this?

Creatine?

Glucosomine?

Is Tango a body builder or something?

He's a dressage horse.

He's got supplements for everything - his joints, his muscles, this one's for his coat.

His owner wants me to find the magical combination to cure his stall weaving.

I don't think pills can do that.

Yeah.

My mom always thought it was 'cause they were bored or lonely.

Some people hang mirrors in the stall, so they think it's another horse.

Or you could just turn him out with the real horses.

(Gates squeal and clunk heavily)

Here you go, bud.

(Tango snorts)

(Grunts)

Amy: Look at that,

Daisy, I think you got some competition for Pegasus.

Victoria: What's Tango doing in the pen?

I told you, Tango only leaves his stall for training sessions.

A just thought a little time out would help with his weaving.

Autumn showcase is only a few weeks away.

Please, just stick to tweaking his diet.

That's what I hired you to do.

Mallory: Morning, Jack. Can I warm up your coffee?

Okay, what do you need?

A day off this weekend?

Well, I'm not really the guy to ask am I?

Well, no, but Lou's on that "let's bring Heartland"

"to the next level" kick and I'm kinda scared of her.

Well, I don't know.

With Caleb off playing rodeo cowboy, we're a bit short-handed.

I know, and I wouldn't ask unless it was really important.

So, I have this friend that's being featured in a young artists show in Calgary.

This "artist," his name wouldn't happen to be Badger?

All right, I'll talk to Lou and see if we can manage for a day without you.

Thank you, Jack!

Hey, what about my coffee?

(Front door shuts)

(Water splatters)

(Saddle clunks against bin)

Huh. That's weird.

What's that?

Well, usually when I go to saddle her she moves away, but she's just standing there.

You all right, Daisy?

Ty, she's sweating really bad. Something's wrong.

Good thing you called.

She's got a fever of 39 degrees, and glands are real swollen.

What's wrong with her?

Scott: (Sighs) I'll have to take this swab back to the lab, but I think it's strangles...

And you know what that means.

You're under quarantine.

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

Okay, Scott. Thanks for letting us know.

Yeah, we'll be in touch.

(Phone beeps)

Amy: Daisy has strangles?

Yeah.

Well, how long is this quarantine thing gonna last?

Ty: It depends.

On?

Ty: How many horses get it.

It's a very contagious virus.

Great.

Mallory: What if Copper gets it?

I read on the Internet they call it "strangles"

'cause it can actually suffocate the horse.

These giant zits push up against their windpipes.

Ew.

They're called "pustules."

Now, I have seen a few cases of strangles over the years, and what we need to do is isolate Daisy.

And as soon as any of the other horses get it, we do the same.

Well, I have Daisy isolated in a pen, but it's getting too cold at night to keep her there.

Well, then we'll clean out the Quonset and put her in there.

What about my jam?

Oh...

Okay, I'll find another place for it.

Ty: We're gonna have to disinfect everything Daisy has come in contact with as well.

That would be like everything.

Well then, I suggest we all get to bed early, because tomorrow is going to be a very long day.

(Gate clanks)

(Bucket rattles, disinfectant sloshes)

(Brush scours trough)

(Disinfectant sloshes, brush scours fence)

(Sighs, exhausted)

This really sucks.

Don't worry. Copper's gonna be fine.

It's not just Copper.

My dad was gonna take me to Calgary this weekend.

But now he's singing at the stupid fair in Brandon Creek, and I was really looking forward to seeing...

The art show.

Now I have no way of getting there.

Unless...

No.

Come on, Jack. It's just an afternoon.

There's even this great old person's movie you can check out while I'm at the show.

Don't you think you should stick around here, close to Copper?

I thought you said he was gonna be okay?

Fine.

And set up this boot dip.

Lou: Grandpa.

Um, the horses at the dude ranch, they're off on their own and it's a completely different property, so they should be fine, right?

Well, technically.

Well, they better be.

I'm working on a deal with Precipice Tours.

They organize company retreats.

What ride a horse, find your inner cowboy type thing?

Yeah, make fun, Grandpa, but they're sending us an insurance company next week.

And if it goes well, they're gonna send a lot more business our way.

How much more?

Enough to get started on the new dining lodge.

Unless this virus screws everything up.

It's gonna be just fine.

You might wanna tell those folks what's going on though.

"Quarantine" can be a scary word.

Probably best to be up front.

Yeah.

(Truck rumbles)

Ty: Man, I'm tired.

I think I pulled a muscle in my back.

Amy: (Chuckles)

We still have the barn to do.

Kit: Hey! Amy: Hey.

How's my girl? She ready to go?

Amy: Well, uh...

I tried to call you, um...

Yeah, yeah. Sorry, I was packing my trailer for the Charlesdale rodeo.

Hey, girl. Ready to run some barrels?

Kit, uh, she can't go.

What, I thought you said she'd be ready?

She is. She was.

Daisy has strangles.

Strangles?

Yeah, it's a virus.

Yeah, I know what it is.

I'm really sorry, but she's gotta stay here.

Yeah, okay. Well then I'm staying too.

(Button clicks, music from "Carmen" plays)

(Hooves thud very precisely)

(Tango grunts softly)

Linda: Slow it down, Victoria!

(Tango snuffles and grunts)

Linda: Come on, Victoria, don't let him get away with that.

Good is not good enough here.

(Song from "Carmen" continues)

Linda: Okay, show me a half-pass.

(Manoeuvres in time to music)

Wow! That was-

Awful?

(Button clicks, music stops)

Victoria: It's the footing, the ground is full of gopher holes.

It's not the ground and it's not the horse.

The sky's the limit for Tango.

Here, come on, let's switch.

I'll show you how it's done.

(Tango snuffles, hooves clomp)

Victoria, we have some bad news.

One of our horses has strangles.

Has Tango been near the horse?

All the horses have.

(Sighs)

See, this is why I didn't want Tango turned out.

Anything can happen.

You just don't know how to deal with a horse at his level.

We're leaving. Now.

Your horse isn't going anywhere.

He's under quarantine.

Look, I'm very sorry, but there's nothing we can do about it.

Wow, this just keeps getting better and better.

Kit: Good girl, Daisy.

It's okay.

Jack says the Quonset hut's ready.

Okay, I'll take her.

(Latch clunks, gate creaks open)

She okay?

I guess.

I disinfected a section of the back pen.

We can keep Pegasus out there for now.

Why would we do that?

Well, him and Daisy have been spending a lot of time together - grazing, drinking from the same trough.

Okay, did you run it by Scott?

I tried calling him, but he's away.

I've been reading up on strangles though and there's like a 99.9 percent chance that he's gonna get it.

You know, he's too old to leave out all night.

What other choice do we have?

Can't put him in the barn with the healthy horses.

And Lou would k*ll me if I even suggested the dude ranch.

Okay, but it gets really cold at night.

I'll put a blanket on him, and I'll check on him through the night.

(Latch clanks, gate squeaks)

(Pegasus grunts)

Hey.

(Pegasus snuffles and grunts)

(Barn door clunks and squeaks open)

Kit?

Oh my God, you scared me. What're you doing here?

Pegasus isn't doing so well in the cold, so I'm setting up a pen for him.

What're you doing in here?

Um...

I want to be close to her.

Well, there's a spare room in the house.

Yeah, I don't think that's such a good idea.

Well, the barn would be better than here.

That's an even worse idea.

I'm okay.

Ty: Okay. Kit: 'Kay?

Bundle up, I'm gonna open this door here.

Kit: (Groans)

(Door rumbles open loudly)

(Front door closes)

So what's this gonna do for business, huh?

Jack: We're all fine, thanks for asking.

This is a big deal, Jack.

Lou: I'm gonna call Precipice Tours this morning and tell them what's going on.

No, whoa on that, honey.

No, the dude ranch horses are okay, so there's nothing to tell them.

Jack: Bad idea.

The infected horse has been separated, right?

Ty: Yeah.

I put Daisy out in the Quonset hut.

And just to be safe I put Pegasus out in a pen last night.

Actually, I had to move him into the Quonset hut, too.

You did what?

Oh my God, Pegasus has it?

Not yet, but he's got a really bad cough, so...

What the hell were you thinking?

Come on, Tim, it makes the most sense.

Jack, you know how dangerous this disease is...

For a horse of his age?

If we don't isolate him, we're gonna risk all the horses getting it.

If Pegasus gets strangles, it'll k*ll him.

Hope your dad's right about this.

He seemed pretty sure.

He always does.

Hey, heard you guys could use some help.

Thank you, you're awesome!

Hey.

So, uh, what can I do?

Well, you don't really need to be here.

And I can look after Daisy.

Um, no, you're short-handed, so, I'm here to help.

Yeah, but, uh, Soraya just got here, so, I think we're good.

I'm sure there's enough work to go around.

Okay?

'Kay.

Okay.

(Coughing and retching from within outhouse)

(Exhales forcefully)

(Vomiting from within outhouse)

Victoria?

Victoria...

Are you okay?

(Victoria grunts and sniffles)

You threw up...

In the outhouse.

All morning.

And I have a fever, and my glands are swollen.

Oh, that sounds like-

Victoria: The flu!

I wouldn't be surprised if I caught it from your horses.

That's technically not possible.

I've gotta get outta here.

I'll be at North Sky Resort.

I hear they actually have plumbing.

And tell your sister to keep Tango away from the other horses.

(Urgent grunt)

(Vomits)

(Daisy nickers)

Oh Daisy...

Poor girl.

These look so painful.

Her temperature's come down a bit.

She's actually holding up pretty good.

Better than you, by the looks of it.

I've slept in a barn before.

I will live.

You need to get some rest, Kit.

Why don't you take the loft tonight? I'll sleep down here.

The loft?

Yeah.

So like, sleep where you dumped me?

He's right, Kit.

You'll get a better sleep there.

Tim: Come on.

Tim: I don't think Ty got Daisy away from my horse in time.

He doesn't seem to have too much get up and go.

He hasn't done much gettin' up and goin' in a lot of years.

If you visited him once in while, you might even know that.

What's that supposed to mean?

Pegasus.

I just think it's a bit odd that his health is such a big concern to you all of a sudden.

I mean really, Tim, when was the last time you came by to see "your" horse?

(Car whirs rumbles up)

Can I help you?

Reporter: Yeah, I'm looking for Lou Fleming.

What's this about?

Reporter: I'm with the Hudson Times.

A woman called the news desk with a wild story that she caught some kind of flu from the horses out here.

Sounded just crazy enough to follow up on.

Hmm. No comment.

You can get off the property now.

Thanks for your time.

Soraya: Wow, working here makes waiting tables seem so slack.

Amy: (Laughs)

It's not normally like this.

But thank God you're here to help.

Nice of Kit to show up, too.

Yeah. Yeah, it's good.

Except she's spending most of the time with her horse and... Ty.

You' just upset that Kit and Ty are still friends.

No, that's not it.

(Inhales and exhales)

Okay, it is, but...

(Sighs heavily)
Did you know that Kit is sleeping in Ty's loft tonight?

What?

He's sleeping in the Quonset hut, but...

Then what's the big deal?

Amy: Hey.

Hope you're good with peanut butter and jam.

What?

Feel his neck.

Amy: Oh no.

It's swollen.

He's sweating really bad, too.

Tim: I told you this would happen.

How was he through the night?

Amy: He slept a bit, but he seemed really uncomfortable.

And he hasn't eaten anything since yesterday afternoon.

Hmm. At his age a virus is gonna hit him hard.

So what do we do?

Scott: Well, the most important thing to do is get him eating.

We don't want him to get any weaker.

Or?

We just don't.

(Pegasus snuffles)

(Grunts)

Hey, honey.

How is he?

Not well.

You read the paper today?

Interesting article on page three.

It's a great read.

It's about this woman who says she got the horse flu... At Heartland.

Idiot reporter.

Yeah, is he? Or is the idiot the one who, and I quote, "declined to comment and asked him to leave the property."

I was being discreet.

Well, all your discretion is gonna make this blow up in our faces, Dad.

Look, we should've been up front with Precipice and we should've given this guy an interview.

Yes, we're under quarantine, but this makes it look like we're hiding something bigger.

It's a local paper. Everything will be fine.

(Sighs)

Mallory: Can you believe the article in the Times?

Can people actually catch strangles?

Uh, swine flu, bird flu, mad cow disease.

Not to mention ebola virus from chimpanzees.

Can we pick up the pace?

Maybe you could try working as fast as you talk.

So we have to leave around 11:00 tomorrow morning.

Right... tomorrow.

Okay, here's the thing.

Now that Pegasus has strangles, it's likely that it'll keep spreading.

So I need to stay here and help out, and you too.

But you understand that, right?

(Hay rustles)

(Hut door squeaks open)

(Pegasus snuffles)

(Pegasus grunts)

(Gate clanks)

Come here, baby.

Remember this?

It was Mom's.

Can you smell that?

Pegasus, you've gotta eat.

Hey...

Look at me.

Hey.

(Hut door opens)

(Pegasus snorts)

You okay?

I just wish I could get him to eat.

Maybe there's something in your mom's journal.

(Pegasus snuffles)

I'm sorry.

Please, no, don't. Okay?

I'm just holding it together as it is.

(Sighs) He's like my last link to her and...

I feel like this is my fault.

You know, I...

I'm seeing all these client horses and who knows where that virus could've come from.

Come on, Amy, that's...

That's not true, okay?

Trust me.

What?

It's just, um...

Some girls came into the diner last night.

I've seen them before, they're barrel racers.

Do you know if Kit's horse was at the Salma Valley rodeo?

Was your horse at the Salma Valley rodeo?

Kit: Yeah. Why?

I think you know why, Kit.

This is all your fault.

(Sighs)

Amy...

I'm outta here.

Good.

What the hell was that about?

A bunch of horses came down with strangles at that rodeo.

Kit and Daisy competed there.

So?

So she must have known that her horse was at risk and she brought her here anyway.

Come on, Amy.

You don't believe that. She wouldn't do that.

Yeah. I guess you would think that now, wouldn't you?

Tim: Hey...

I was just out at the dude ranch.

The horses all look okay.

(Phone rings)
Thank God for small miracles.

Heartland Equestrian Connection.

Hi, Kim. Yeah. I was gonna call you.

Can I just... But...

Okay, if you just let me explain.

(Dial tone)

So, an executive at the insurance company has a sister in Hudson and she read the Hudson Times.

They don't want to risk getting the "horse flu."

What's your point?

They've cancelled the retreat, Dad, and Precipice Tours wants nothing to do with us.

Just a local paper, huh?

Hey.

So, any luck with his weaving?

No, I think he's really stressed out.

About what?

About the training.

Even a top level horse can have limitations.

(Chuckles)

A "top level" horse wouldn't have trouble with this training.

What are you saying?

Don't get me wrong, Tango's a good horse.

He's a good... Mid-level horse.

But I thought you said that the sky is the limit.

Look, sometimes people like Victoria they need to hear that kind of thing, otherwise they may give up on the horse altogether and that just wouldn't be fair to Tango here.

(Muttering) Yeah, right... And you'd lose a client.

Oh my God! He's soaked in sweat.

Soraya: Amy! It's Pegasus.

It's like he can't breathe.

He's in pretty rough shape.

He doesn't even have any of those pustules though.

He does - they're in his gut.

That's why he won't eat.

He's in a lot of pain.

I hate to say this, guys, but it might be just best to put him down.

(Snorts)

No! No.

We're just not going there, Jack.

That horse is a fighter, he can make it through this.

If he's suffering-

No. Nobody is gonna give up on Pegasus.

He's my horse.

I'll decide what's best for him.

I can't believe this is happening.

Yeah. You're telling me.

Instead of enjoying my engagement, I'm obsessing about the millions of ways this quarantine could k*ll our business.

Oh, and you wanna hear how Victoria took the news about Tango?

Lou, I'm talking about Pegasus.

He's out there fighting for his life and you're in here worrying about business?

Do you think I like being the one who always has to watch the bottom line, Amy?

Have you even been out to see him?

We could be in serious trouble here, okay?

You don't even care about him!

Of course I care about him.

Well, you're not showing it.

You know what? You...

You wouldn't understand, Amy, you were so young.

When? What?

You have no idea what it was like watching this family fall apart when Mom and Dad split.

So what does that have to do with Pegasus?

Because when things were at there worst, Pegasus gave Mom hope.

As long as she could keep him alive, she was okay.

So the thought of losing him now...

I'm just scared, Amy, that's all.

It's okay.

Hey, boy.

C'mon. Come here.

You gotta eat somethin'.

Come on, buddy, just one bite.

Oh, I know, I know.

Come on. Give it a try. Come on.

Listen, I'm sorry.

I never shoulda left you the way I did.

And I wanna thank you for looking after my girls all those years, huh?

When I was getting myself together.

Hey, boy.

Hey, how does that make you feel, huh?

Come here.

Come on, boy.

That's it... That's it...

Amy: I have some fenugreek in here.

I read about it in Mom's journals.

It should help sooth his throat.

(Pegasus huffs)

You okay, Dad?

(Tim exhales)

You see this saddle?

I must have sat on it a thousand times in the box.

As soon as that chute would open, I'd...

I'd yell, "Go get 'im, boy!"

He'd be on that steer's tail in seconds.

He was the best damn bulldoggin' horse I ever had.

We won this saddle in our first big rodeo.

It got us through my whole career.

Then why did you just leave it here?

Well, your grandpa Jack didn't exactly give me a lot of time to pick up my things.

And what about Pegasus?

After the accident, you just kind of abandoned him.

Well...

I guess I sorta held a grudge against him.

Why?

Your mom.

She spent all her time fixing Pegasus, not me.

She told me you wouldn't let her.

Well, she was right.

I sort of gave up on myself.

But we're not gonna give up on Pegasus.

Your mom never would.

Jack: It's been a long day.

You should try and get some sleep.

All these books say the same thing.

If a horse has come in close contact with an infected one, he's gonna get it.

He's gonna get strangles.

Ty, quit blaming yourself.

I never should've put him with Daisy.

As a vet, you're gonna have to make some tough decisions.

Some will be right and some won't.

Ty... You made a choice with the animal's best interest at heart.

That's way more right than it is wrong.

(Birds chirp)

(Animal barks)

I've come to take my horse home.

What's going on?

Why does he look like that?

I know it doesn't look pretty, but it's the infection working its way out.

It's totally normal.

He's really fighting for his breath.

My God, is he gonna be all right?

Ty: He's got a pustule pushing up against his windpipe.

Amy: Should we call Scott?

Ty: He can't breathe, Amy.

We gotta do this now.

What is he doing?

It's okay.

Do you know what you're doing?

I hope so.

Can you hold this?

Yes.

Keep his head up?

Yep.

No, no, don't! He's scared.

It's okay. Keep him still, okay?

Okay. Just keep him calm.

Amy: Good boy...

Here we go.

It's okay. It's okay, Tango.

They're gonna help you, boy.

(Tango grunts)

(Horse whinnies, pustule splatters)

Is he gonna be okay? Please say he's all right.

I got it. His windpipe's clear.

Easy, boy.

He's good.

Ty: He's gonna be fine.

Good boy. There you go.

(Tearful exhale)

Hey.

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah. Fine.

That was pretty tough to watch.

That horse is my life.

It's obvious how much you care for Tango.

But you have impossible expectations and the pressure is what's making him weave.

What is this?

Are you trying to get back at me for the article?

No.

Did your sister put you up to this?

This is not about Lou, okay?

This... this has to do with your coach.

She's not being straight with you.

She... she's filling your head with dreams of Grand Prix and the truth is she thinks that...

She thinks that Tango's more mid-level.

She said that?

I think you should cut yourself and Tango some slack.

Okay? Just have fun.

Dressage isn't about having fun.

It can be... if you let it.

Ty?

Hey, I need to talk to you.

Look, Kit, Amy's a lilile stressed out about Pegasus.

She didn't mean-

No. She's right.

Daisy probably did get strangles at that rodeo.

Why'd you bring her here then?

Well, I swear I didn't know about the outbreak until she was already here.

Well, you shoulda taken her back when you found out.

There were no symptoms so I thought she was fine.

Well, she wasn't.

I know.

I'm so sorry, Ty.

Please don't hate me.

I gotta go check on the rest of the horses.

I'll see you around, okay?

Yeah.

Hi, Kit.

Kit: Hi.

All right, Copper, let's go.

What? Copper too?

I think so.

I'll put him in the back pen for now.

Oh... I better let Mallory know.

Lend me your phone.

(Dialling beeps)

Good mornin', Jess. Jack Bartlett here.

Good thanks.

I'm calling for your daughter.

Said she's over here?

Oh, well...

Well, I've had a real busy mornin', I probably...

She's probably out in the barn.

Okay. I'll talk to you later.

(Truck rumbles to a halt)

You gone nuts.

You don't understand.

Oh, I understand just fine.

This guy feels like the most important thing in the world right now.

But a year from now you probably won't even remember his name.

I will too.

Trust me, I've been surrounded by women for a long time.

Lou, Amy...

Hell, even Marion's attention got a big split between horses and boys, right about your age.

She learned.

The boys, they come and go; A good horse... With you for the long haul.

I'm not picking Badger over Copper, if that's what you're saying.

Hey, look, the bond that Marion had with Pegasus...

Mallory, I just know that...

She would've regretted putting anything in front of that horse.

Did Copper get it?

Let's go.

Okay.

(Bird sings in the distance)

(Hut door opens)

You better call your dad.

(Horse huffs)

Hi, honey.

Lou: (Tearful) Hey, boy.

Look at you.

(Pegasus snorts)

Now I remember when I bought this guy.

He bucked me off on the test drive.

(Chuckles softly)

The owner said he was too much horse and he just wanted to get rid of him.

But you know your old man.

I couldn't pass up a bargain.

(Tearful chuckles)

It was the best deal I ever made.

Hey, boy?

(Lou sobs quietly)

Easy.

I'm okay.

Tim: Easy... easy...

That's it.

(Clears throat) I'm sorry...

About Pegasus...

About everything.

I can't believe you let your horse stay here, even after you knew.

'Cause she seemed okay.

And... and you were doing such a great job with her, and I wanted to get back into competition.

Okay, I was selfish.

I don't know what else to say. I don't know what I can do.

We're heading out to do this memorial.

You could stay here and watch the sick horses.

Okay.

Mallory: This will be home for now, Copper.

When I get back from the service, I'll give you a nice brush down.

Here you go.

He'll be all right, Mallory.

So how is Tango doing, boss?

Scott: Well, you did a great job, Ty.

Just make sure to keep it clean.

Will do.

Scott: And just so you know, I would've put Pegasus in with Daisy too.

So how do the other horses look?

Well, they seem healthy to me.

You just have to let it run its course with these guys and we can lift that quarantine.

Good.

(Truck rumbles)

Strangles?

Oh, that really screws us.

We won't be able to school 'til he's over it.

Longer.

It's dangerous to work him for weeks after his symptoms are gone.

What?

No, that is bull.

I've schooled horses just a few days after.

It's fine.

How dare you.

You want to put my horse at risk so you can make your damn training fees.

Where's this coming from?

My "mid-level" horse.

Ah.

We're done here.

You know what? That's fine.

I'm sick of dealing with mediocrity anyway.

We're mediocre?

Look in the mirror, Linda, and ask yourself what kind of trainer lies to her clients to stay in business?

(Huffs, disgusted)

Hey.

You ready?

Yup.

You okay?

I'm glad that Pegasus was at that ride we did for Mom.

It's almost like he waited.

Jack: Tim, can I have a word?

Wonder what I did wrong this time?

Yeah?

You know this saddle...

Has been taking up space here for a lot of years and I think it's time you took it home.

♪ Suddenly... ♪
♪ it rained down ♪

Well, it's yours anyway.

♪ Subtly... ♪
♪ you will find your freedom ♪
♪ on to eternity ♪

Look, Amy...

I'm sorry if it seemed like I took Kit's side.

She's my friend and...

It was tough for me to believe that she'd do anything like that.

It's okay, I understand.

It's not okay.

You're the most important person in my life.

I want you to know that I'm always on your side.

Okay?

Okay.

♪

Tim: I'm not so good at this sort of thing so you'll... you'll have to bear with me.

When Pegasus and I were on the rodeo circuit together, we must've heard the cowboy prayer a million times.

And the one line that sticks with me now is this: "Lord, we only ask that you help..."

"us compete as honest..."

"As the horses we ride."

Pegasus taught me that line isn't about rodeo...

It's about life, and he sure meant a lot to ours.

We're gonna miss you, buddy.

We know you're in a better place, probably poised in the box, ready to give it one more go around.

♪ Glory be the prairie ♪

Go get 'im, boy.

♪ The sky is all you can see ♪