[Neigh]
[Rooster crows]
Come on, duchess.
Not long now.
Come on, old girl.
Come on.
Right. Come on.
Come on.
Come on, duchess.
You know dad had to
go to the bank today.
Come on, old girl.
Come on, then.
He's a beauty,
isn't he, dad?
Aye, he is.
And he's mine,
isn't he?
You promised.
Well, I suppose
you could say he's all yours.
My beauty.
My black beauty.
Beauty! Come on, beauty!
Come on, beauty!
Come on, boy!
Good boy!
Still, ginger, still.
Good boy.
Come on, beauty!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Come here, beauty!
Come here!
Come here!
Come on, ginger.
Come on, young Joe!
Coming.
Oh, it's the hunt, Joe.
Come on, let's see.
We'll hunt, beauty,
one day.
[Horn blowing]
Come on!
There goes
the young squire.
Yeah. k*ll himself
one day, he will.
Oh, I missed the hunt.
But young Sam
stands in well for me.
He's keen enough
on the riding
is the young squire.
Oh, he rides too hard.
Why, it's a good spread
you have here, Evans.
Look, why don't you
sell it to me, man?
Become a tenant.
It's better
than borrowing.
I'd rather be c*ck
in my own yard.
Think it over, Evans.
I need
a few good tenants.
I've got
enough bad ones.
The loan will do.
I'll tell my people
to draw up the mortgage.
Thank you, sir.
No cause
to thank one man
for being more fortunate
than another.
I hope you'll be out
of your trouble soon.
Do you see Sam?
I'm sure he's
in the lead.
I expect he was.
50 guineas I beat you
to the stream!
You're on, Roger!
Come on!
Ow!
Get him off!
Get him off!
Hold on.
Aah! Oh!
Ow!
How is the ankle?
Broken.
In two places,
I think.
Uh!
Let that be
a lesson to you.
That's no way to
treat a good horse.
I'll give that devil
a lesson.
You've done that
already.
No! No!
[g*nsh*t]
We'll never
go hunting, beauty.
Never. I promise you.
Come on, Joe.
Come on home.
Steady, boy.
Steady on there, boy.
Steady, boy!
Steady on, boy!
Ha ha ha!
Come on. Steady!
Good boy.
Stand still there,
beauty.
Who's a good boy?
There.
Come on, beauty,
let's have you. Up.
Leg up, beauty.
That's it.
That's better.
Come on.
Come on!
Come on, beauty.
Come on.
Come on!
Whoa!
Whoa!
That beast's a menace!
He's a menace!
He's all right!
It's his first time--
don't tell me, boy!
I know a vicious animal
when I see one.
What he needs is a lesson,
and he's
going to get one.
No!
I'm sorry, but you
shouldn't have hit him!
This is a private road!
Why are you on it?
Squire said
we could use it
as a shortcut
to our farm.
I'm the new squire now,
as near as dammit.
I'll have you and that beast
shot for trespassing!
We didn't mean any harm.
Get off!
Get off, I say!
Come on, beauty.
Come on.
Stupid murderous beast.
Come on.
Come on!
Come on, boy! Come on!
Get on, beauty! Get on!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa, boy!
Whoa! Whoa!
Good fellow.
Joe, what are you at, Joe?
You know
that's not the way
to handle a horse!
He's young. The way
you handle him now
can make or break him.
We ran into Sam Greene,
and beauty got upset!
Sam hit him
with a stick!
He said he's
the new squire
and we can't use
the new shortcut.
Oh, calm down, boy.
Come on, calm down
and talk sense.
But he did! He did!
He hit beauty!
Oh, be quiet, boy.
I'll talk to you
when you're sensible.
But he did! He did!
Right, now.
Tell US again--quietly.
Well, he said
he's going to be
the new squire
near as dammit.
I do hear the old squire's
terrible sick,
not long to go.
Aye, poor old fellow.
Very different from
the young squire.
Aye, he's a right b*stard,
that one.
He hit beauty.
He is a b*stard.
Joe, watch your tongue!
But you're right.
He is trouble.
Man that is born of woman
hath but a short time to live
and is full of misery.
He cometh up and is cut down
like a flower.
He fleeth as it were a shadow
and never continueth
in one stay.
In the midst of life,
we are in death.
Of whom may we seek
for succor but of thee, o lord,
who for our sins
art justly displeased?
Yet, o lord god most holy,
o lord most mighty,
o holy and most merciful savior,
deliver US not
into the bitter pains
of eternal death.
Thou knowest, lord,
the secrets of our hearts.
Shut not thy merciful ears
to our prayers,
but spare US, lord most holy,
o god most mighty,
o holy and merciful savior,
thou most worthy judge eternal,
suffer US not at our last hour
for any pains of death
to fall from thee.
[Bell chiming]
Well, Joe,
that's it.
He was decent
to US.
Yes, he was.
We shall miss
your father, sir,
very much.
I'm sure many people will.
He was too good-natured
by far.
I don't see how a man
can have too much good
in him.
He was a target
for every hard-luck story.
Still, Mr. Evans,
there will be
no more of that.
One harrow,
two plows...
Assorted
implements...
We don't have to
check all that lot,
do we?
No. Not worth
bothering about.
No. Right, sir!
Now, then,
animal stock?
This way...Gentlemen.
Huh.
Very nice condition,
these beasts.
Very nice.
Horses?
One mare--duchess.
One gelding--
ginger.
Ginger--got it.
Right.
A stallion--
black beauty.
Where is he,
Mr. Evans?
He's not part
of my stock.
He belongs to my son.
He's down
in the books, sir.
Well, he shouldn't be.
Our orders are to
check everything in the book.
He belongs to Joe!
I daresay you'll be able
to make some arrangement
with the squire.
What's he valued at?
15 guineas.
Whoa, boy.
Good boy.
Come on, beauty.
Come on, boy.
Thank you, sir.
Thank you, sir.
Thank you very much.
Excuse me, sir!
The black stallion--
I want him back!
I'll give you
15 guineas for him.
15 guineas?
Don't be ridiculous, Evans.
Name your price,
sir.
Name my price?
What will you
pay with--buttons?
If you could
give me more time--
time? And how much
will you require,
Mr. Evans?
100 years?
That place of yours
will never pay,
and you know it.
I'll find the money
for the horse, sir.
Maybe £20, even.
He is not for sale.
I'll give him
a good rubdown
once we're back
at the stables.
All right.
He's in
marvelous shape.
You should have
seen him
take the hedges.
I want to talk
to you, Joe--
he could race, you know.
He could beat anything
in the whole country.
All right, then.
Take him in...
But go easy, now.
Joe.
Hmm?
How would you like
to live on a stud farm,
nothing but horses?
Marvelous,
but I like it here.
We've always been
best with horses,
you and me.
Of course.
Nothing much
as farmers, though.
But you're a good farmer.
Uh-huh.
A good farmer
makes money.
I never have.
Joe, I can't beat
around the bush.
I don't know how.
I've lost the farm.
What?
I've lost it.
It happens.
The blooming bank.
The bank
and the mortgage.
No point in
going over it all.
I've lost it,
that's all.
I'd like it
on a stud farm.
There's no special thing
in farming, is there?
I've been offered
a job in the north.
A fine stable.
I'd be in charge.
Beauty would like it.
No, Joe. We'd have
to go as we are--
just the two of US.
But we can't leave beauty.
We have to.
But, why?
Beauty's part
of the farm now.
It's all got to go.
The new squire's
taking over. It's his.
But beauty belongs to me!
He's mine!
Joe, let me try
and explain--
he's mine, I tell you!
He's mine!
Joe!
I'll come back one day,
beauty. I swear it.
You know I will.
We've been waiting here
over an hour.
Squire's time, Charlie.
Look at him. Wonder
that rotten bearing rein
don't break his neck.
He likes his horses
looking fashionable!
You're a useless lot!
Where's my trap?
Waiting, sir!
What the hell pig is this
they've harnessed up for me?
Name of
black beauty, sir.
Oh, yes, I remember.
He's an ill-tempered
creature.
I'll change it, sir.
No, no, no.
Don't bother.
I'll teach him.
Get his head up higher,
for a start.
That's about all
he can take--
I said get it up!
Right, sir.
Cloak.
Come on, get it up!
Steady.
Whoa.
Higher!
Steady.
He's not used
to it, squire!
The animal is
a mite touchy.
He'll soon learn
to be less so. Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Get up there! Get up!
Drinking, gambling,
and k*lling off horses.
Oh, it's a great life
to be a gentleman.
Whoa, there!
Damn near
ran away with me.
High-spirited
is he, sir?
Yeah.
Leave him harnessed.
He'll be
uncomfortable, sir.
That suits me
very well.
Leave him harnessed!
George!
Get a blanket!
Don't fret, old boy.
We'll loosen you up
a bit.
Ah, there.
That's a fine old sweat
you've worked up there.
There. That's better.
[Laughter]
[Man]
How about a grape
for the squire, then,
eh, Sam?
[Laughter]
Right, gentlemen!
Let's drink another bottle
while Sam's working out
his tactic, eh?
Take your time, Sam.
I think I've taken
nearly everything else.
Maybe we should
call it a night.
I'm absolutely
exhausted.
No, no, no, no.
I'm perfectly willing
to make it
the last turn.
What do you say, Sam?
Let's make the last one
really worthwhile.
Whatever you
care to call.
Damn it, Roger.
The stakes are high
enough as it is.
Please yourself.
What do you say, Sam?
Then you're short
of the ready, aren't you?
Even so...
I'll wager Evans'
place against...
Against...
Your stables
on this land...
And the horses.
Now, what would
you do, Sam,
if you won
12 fine horses, eh?
Whip them to death?
[Laughter]
Is it a wager?
It's a wager.
Play your cards.
Ace.
Ace.
[Crowd gasps]
Queen.
Ha ha ha!
[Chuckling]
Ha ha ha!
King.
Ha ha ha!
Ostler!
Coming, sir.
Ostler,
get my trap ready.
Come on, man.
Come on.
Just get me up here.
Stay there,
you beast!
As you please,
sir.
Well, come on!
Get up!
Go on!
Go on!
Pleasant journey,
sir.
Hyah!
Get up there!
Hyah!
Hyah!
Get on!
Get on!
Hyah!
Go on!
Come on! Go!
Get up!
[Clanging]
Stop!
Stop, you beast!
[Snap]
[Neigh]
[Man singing]
[Horse neighing]
Oh!
This must be my birthday.
There...
Gently now...
Easy now...
Come to me, my love.
Come to your new dad,
my darling dear.
Hey! Hey!
Here we go, me darling!
Ha ha ha!
Hey! Hey!
Hello, muldoon.
Hello there.
Hello, you two.
Ha ha ha!
Here we are.
Hello! Hello!
[People shouting]
It's the muldoon!
It's the muldoon!
So, you're back from
your wanderings,
muldoon.
I am back
for good and all.
'Tis a great horse
you're riding there.
Pride of the muldoons
he is.
Let Seamus o'Flaherty
look and him and weep.
Ha ha ha!
Seamus!
Seamus,
it's the muldoon.
It's the muldoon,
Seamus.
Wake up! Wake up!
Wake up!
Wake up,
you drunken idiot!
It's the muldoon!
Did you wake me
for that?
Ha ha ha!
Get out of it!
[Laughter]
The o'Flaherty
is asking why you
are here, muldoon.
I'm here
for my crown,
so go tell the man,
and tell him clear!
Give US a leg up.
Now listen here to me,
all of you.
I'm here
to race o'Flaherty
over any course
he chooses.
And let
the best man be king
over all the muldoons
and o'Flahertys,
and let the distrusts
and dissension
between our two royal houses
be so settled forever!
[Cheering]
[Crowd]
Muldoon! Muldoon!
Muldoon! Muldoon!
Muldoon! Muldoon!
Muldoon! Muldoon!
That's a terrible
fine creature
that man has there.
Ah, so Seamus
on his emperor
is a match for
the devil himself.
[Cheering]
Yay!
Silence! Silence!
Silence! Silence!
It is understood the first
round the black lake
and to take the crown
is the best man.
[Cheering]
Muldoon!
Seamus! Seamus!
Hyah! Hyah!
Get up there!
[Man]
Oh! Oh!
Blundering idiot!
Heh heh heh!
Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!
Over we go there!
Get it out of the way,
you fools!
Get up! Hyah!
Come on!
Hyah! Hyah!
Ah, ye blithering idiot!
Come on!
Come on!
[Cheering]
Yay!
Muldoon! Muldoon!
You rode a dirty race,
o'Flaherty,
but still I was
too good for you.
Will you abdicate?
No, I will not!
Did I or did I not
win the race fairly?
[Crowd]
Yes! Yes!
I won it fairly
in the presence
of all our people
gathered here.
It's the truth.
You've
no complaint.
Aye,
muldoon won the race,
but that doesn't mean
the o'Flahertys are beaten.
I won the crown fairly.
You have nothing to say.
Aye, but I have.
Right, then say it.
Right, I will!
Ahh!
[Crowd shouting]
Mr. Benjamin!
Mr. Benjamin!
Hmm?
It's a riderless horse,
Mr. Benjamin.
Go get him.
[Whistling]
Come on.
Come on.
There you go.
Here we are, sir.
All alone.
Dear, dear.
It's an awful shame
to see a fine animal
like that
without a friend
in the world.
See if he has a brand
on him, Dennis.
Not a Mark on him.
Of course.
I recognize him now.
It's one of ours,
ready and waiting
to be shipped.
Must have strayed
from the rest.
What about
the white Blaze,
Mr. Benjamin?
By the time he reaches
the continent,
he'll be as black
as ebony.
Tie him up.
Come on.
[Geese honking]
[Goat bleats]
We won't find anything
of the quality we need
here, Marie.
Oh, look, father!
Look!
That's a possibility.
He's handsome.
He's a fine horse,
he is.
Brought him over
myself.
What's his name?
Um, blackie
he's called.
Just plain blackie.
Uh, he's in
excellent shape,
as you can see.
How's his temperament?
Oh, sweet!
Sweet as sugar!
No other word
for him.
Grew up with
my son here.
It'll break
the lad's heart
to part with him.
Oh, in that case...
The lad knows that
his mother's operation
comes first.
That's why I've
got to let him go
so cheaply.
How much?
Cheap. Very cheap.
Bring him over to
the circus hackenschmidt.
We'll have a proper
look at him.
Buy him now, father.
I like him.
Cautiously and carefully,
my dear.
Carefully
and cautiously.
[Marie]
Come. Come on.
Come. Come on.
Come on in.
Come on.
Come on. Come.
He's marvelous.
A bit nervous, though.
He's good.
Very good.
Why did that
horse dealer sell
him so cheaply?
Maybe I'm the better
horse dealer.
Stop that, Marie!
Save it for
the performance.
You know it makes
me nervous.
[Chuckles]
Come on.
[Woman speaking Spanish]
He's going to be fine.
He's been
well brought up.
There's
something wrong.
But he's in
marvelous condition.
Exactly.
He was too cheap,
too cheap by far.
Don't look a gift horse
in the mouth, father.
Oh, what does
that mean?
Ha ha ha!
That means, my angel,
that until we're out
of the district,
this horse
will be playing
in full make-up.
You think he's ready?
I'll soon find out.
[Applause]
[Crowd cheering]
[Crowd reacts]
I told you
he was ready.
You were right.
Come on.
[Dog barking]
[Hackenschmidt]
Over there!
Get those ropes.
Now, get a move on!
Quick! Quick!
Get the elephants.
I said the elephants.
Come on! Come on!
Come on!
Back here! Hurry up!
Through there!
Now! Let's go!
Let's go!
No wrong moves.
I want everything
to be fine.
Everything's all right?
[Woman]
Yes.
Good, good, good.
Hurry up! Hurry up!
Get a move on!
The more often
they do it,
the slower they get.
That's how men are.
Father, why are you
worried all the time?
Worried? Why should
I be worried?
Costs are up,
audiences are down.
There's nothing
to worry about.
Everything is
perfectly normal.
What is your
special worry today?
Stomach pains again?
Don't be ridiculous.
Corns troubling you?
No.
You're losing weight.
Sorry.
Leave me alone.
I'm perfectly all right
and healthy.
Then what's the matter?
I know you.
All right, if you
must be so nosy,
I'm expecting a visitor.
Visitor? Tell me,
what visitor?
Does it matter?
Who are
you expecting?
Lorent.
But his lot aren't playing
this part of the country.
They are now.
They've stolen our next date.
We have got
an agreement
about dates.
Mr. Lorent has decided
to change the agreement.
Can he do that?
Let's say
he's trying hard.
Hyah!
Whoa.
[Horse neighing]
Good day,
hackenschmidt
and the lovely
miss hackenschmidt.
We haven't
been introduced
to your friends.
Mungo...
Flying Fred.
I've heard
all about mungo
and flying Fred.
What do you want?
I'll come straight
to the point,
hackenschmidt.
I'm going to
buy you out.
There is no room
for two shows
on this circuit.
I'll come straight
to the point, too,
lorent.
The circus hackenschmidt
is not for sale.
It will be,
you know.
I doubt it,
and never to you.
Come on. We have
work to do.
Be sensible,
hackenschmidt.
The public wants
danger and violence,
and I give it
to them.
Your days are over.
They don't like your
pretty little acts.
That's why you're
losing all your dates.
We'll be
playing the dates
we always have.
I doubt it.
Haven't you seen
the posters in town?
Myposters.
We'll be playing
there next week,
not you.
Not when there's
only enough business
for one.
See you soon,
dear lady, I hope.
I hope not.
Ha ha ha!
[Lorent]
Shut up!
Ha ha ha!
Get up!
Go on! Go on!
Get up now!
[Ruff ruff]
He's up to something.
I know it.
No. He's trying
to steal our dates,
that's all.
But we've
survived worse.
Leave it to me.
All right, boys.
Come on, old boy.
We both need some fresh air.
Thank you.
Come on.
Aah!
[Groaning]
Nice to
see you again,
miss hackenschmidt.
Let me down.
My father will make you
pay for this.
He won't be able to
pay for a small beer
when we're finished
with him.
Very well.
What do you
propose to do?
Well, if it
was flying Fred,
who knows
what he'd do,
but as I'm a gent
and you're a lady,
just come quietly,
and you'll
come to no harm.
Right?
Aah!
Wait.
Get the horse!
Quickly!
Hurry up. Hurry.
Come on.
Jump in.
Hyah! Hyah!
Hyah! Hyah!
Hyah!
Get up. Go on. Go on.
Get up there.
Ah!
Oh!
Mr. Lorent.
Mr. Lorent!
Ahh.
I said we'd meet again.
If this is your idea
of a joke--
I don't make jokes.
This is how I do business.
Business?
Yes, business.
Here. As you see,
I have it all written out.
All you have to do
is sign.
You're mad.
Sign it!
Well,
it doesn't really matter.
Marie hackenschmidt.
Signed in her absence.
Mungo, lock her up
in the stable.
Yes, sir.
[Horse whinnies]
[Whinny]
Mr. Hackenschmidt!
Maestro!
Maestro!
Maestro!
Maestro!
Mr. Hackenschmidt!
Mr. Hackenschmidt!
Any news,
gentlemen?
One of lorent's mob!
It's supposed to
be from Marie.
It says
she's staying with friends.
Signed in her absence?
Who's he trying to fool?
Do you think
lorent's got her?
Of course he has.
She recommends me
to sell the circus to him.
Sell to him!
That swine must think
I'm an imbecile.
Go to the police!
Go to the police!
No. If we do that,
he may take it out on Marie.
That's right, maestro.
That's right, maestro.
We've got to
get her back ourselves.
On the road, everybody!
Move!
[Excited neighing]
Mr. Lorent!
Mr. Lorent!
Mr. Lorent!
Mr. Lorent!
What the hell
do you want?
Hackenschmidt's
on the road.
He's coming
this way.
He must be coming
for a business conference.
Right. Get our boys
together.
Wait a mile
up the road.
Hey, mungo! And what
you can't destroy, burn.
Go on!
What are you waiting for?
What about Marie?
Leave her to me.
Everybody!
Everybody, get up!
Get up! Come on!
♪ ♪♪♪♪♪ ♪ ♪♪♪♪♪
Hackenschmidt!
Hurry up.
Yes, sir.
Quiet, you beast!
Quiet!
[Glass breaks]
All right.
You asked for it.
[Cracking whip]
Please...
Come on. Come on.
[Hiccuping]
[Hiccup]
[Hiccup]
[Snoring]
Mr. Commissioner,
the queen!
Oh, uh...Oh...
Oh, my god.
[Marie]
Commissioner! Commissioner!
Commissioner! Commissioner!
Commissioner,
the lorent g*ng are going to
destroy my father's circus!
It's desperate!
Desperate?
My dinner guest--
sir William fordyce
from england.
Cheerio.
They're going to
destroy, burn, k*ll!
k*ll? Right.
It's a matter
for the police.
Come on!
Come on.
Come on,
commissioner.
Please hurry.
Hurry up.
Hurry up, please.
Hurry up.
Hurry up.
[Thud]
I think perhaps
you'd better leave this to me.
[Hackenschmidt]
Come on! Come on!
Hurry up! Hurry up!
Hurry up! Hurry up!
Come on! Come on!
Come on!
Come on. Come on.
Come on! Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
It's all right.
[Horns blowing]
Right. Come on.
You, too, men.
You men, push up there,
will you?
One moment.
After them. After them.
Hurry up.
Get along.
Game, set, and match.
Dear sir William,
a toast to you
and to the circus
hackenschmidt.
To the circus
hackenschmidt.
The horse did something,
too, father.
I'm very sorry,
Marie.
I cannot allow you
to keep that horse.
He's
far too dangerous.
He only attacked lorent
because of the whip.
Attacked him?
Lorent is dead.
That horse
is a k*ller.
I will not have
such an animal
in my circus.
We'll have to
get rid of him
somehow.
My dear sir William,
I cannot tell you
how much
your prompt action
meant to US.
My daughter and I
would like to
give you this horse
as a small token
of our appreciation.
We absolutely
insist.
We've made up
our minds,
haven't we, Marie?
Well,
you have.
But it's too much.
Please,
not another word.
Well,
we must be off.
On the road,
everybody.
On the road!
Good-bye.
Good-bye.
Extraordinary.
[Sir William]
Ah, Anne.
Yes, father.
I thought
I'd find you
out here.
Damn stupid
little cur--
ought to
be shot. Aww.
Oh, you would,
wouldn't you?
sh**t the only friend
I've got around here.
It's all right,
my dear.
I didn't mean it.
As a matter of fact,
I've brought
a surprise--
bit of a present,
so to speak.
But you never
give presents.
Well, I'm giving you
one now.
Jackson!
Oh, what is it?
You'll see.
You'll see.
Jackson!
Jackson,
here at once!
[Dog yipping
and growling]
A present
from the continent,
my dear.
Not bloodstock,
of course,
but he's
a fine animal.
Oh! Oh, he's beautiful!
Oh, so beautiful!
Oh, thank you!
Yes, all right. Yes.
That's enough of that.
Glad you like him.
Oh, get out of it,
you horrible object.
Damn cur.
Go on. Out of it.
Oh, look at him, gervaise.
The horse.
Father brought him
from the continent.
Oh, do look.
He's marvelous.
Gervaise,
aren't you interested?
In what?
The horse. Look.
Not at the moment.
Anne, I shall have to
speak to your father.
Oh, no, gervaise.
Not yet.
So when?
I don't know,
but not yet.
Father is old
and alone.
He needs me.
But I need you, too.
Don't go
and see him,
gervaise.
It could only
result in one thing.
He'd forbid US
to see each other.
That's a risk
I shall have to take.
Please, gervaise.
I'm sorry, Anne,
but you must let me
settle this in my own way.
Don't worry.
Well, sir,
what is this matter
of importance?
Sir William,
I will try
to be brief.
I am here
to ask the honor
of your daughter's
hand in marriage.
[Ding-a-ling]
[Door opens]
Yes, sir William.
Lieutenant caldicott
is just leaving.
Yes, sir.
Sir William,
I must speak to you.
At least consider
Anne's happiness
for a moment.
All right, oakley.
Wait outside.
You have one minute.
Sir,
you knew my family.
My father
was your brigadier
in Delhi.
[Surprised]
Jacko caldicott?
Yes, I remember him.
Mad fool.
Penniless
except for his army pay.
Ended up
with some French woman.
French lady, sir.
I was educated
in France
until I came here
and obtained
a commission
in your
old regiment.
And if it's money
you're worried about,
I still derive
a small income
from the estate.
Small income?
Maybe enough
to pay your mess bills,
but hardly enough
to support my daughter.
Do you want her
to live like a pauper?
But, sir William,
I love Anne.
Love her!
Love her bank balance,
more likely.
Now get out,
caldicott.
I love my daughter,
too,
and I regard it
as part of my duty
to protect her
from fortune hunters
like yourself.
Yes, sir William?
Show lieutenant
caldicott out.
Oh, caldicott.
Your father--wasn't he
at the battle of sedan?
Yes, he was there.
Exactly so.
The twenty-eighth
hussars, wasn't it?
And did they fight
at sedan?
They were there.
But did they fight,
sir?
No, they did not fight.
Exactly so.
The battle
was already lost.
It would have meant
useless sacrifice,
the senseless waste
of hundreds of lives.
Yes, I have often heard
these humane excuses before.
I prefer to call it
cowardice.
Cowardice.
That's what I said, sir.
I shall continue
to say it of any officer
who turns his back
on the enemy.
Good evening.
Good evening.
Rubbish, Ronnie.
Have you gone soft?
Stands to reason,
if they haven't
seen any action,
they can't have
any backbone.
Can't blame them,
though.
Not their fault
if we've cleared up
all the trouble.
Bit of a bother brewing
on the frontier.
Looks to me
like those ruskies
up to their tricks.
Storm in a teacup.
Be over in a week.
Well, it won't
be over in a week
if we have to rely
on this present lot.
Backbone? A lot of
young popinjays, if you ask me.
You know, half of them
seem to be foreigners.
Steady.
They shouldn't allow them
into the regiment.
I met one the other day.
He was a frog. Yes, a frog!
You'll be letting in
the bloody hun next, Ronnie!
Sir William,
we'd better go.
You'd never know
he was a frog by his name.
What was it? Caldicott.
Yes, that's right. Caldicott.
But he's still a cowardly
bloody frog, all the same!
[Music and conversations stop]
[Glass breaks]
Sir, you have insulted
my family name.
I demand
an instant apology.
Apology? For what?
The truth?
I have insulted
your family name?
Ha ha ha!
Frog talk.
Frog talk!
Then I have
no alternative
but to consult
my legal advisor.
Legal advisor, is it?
In my day,
there was only one way
for a man to get
satisfaction.
Like this.
[Gasps]
Just as I said--
a coward.
Like his father!
A bloody coward!
Frogs' legs!
Ha ha ha!
Come on, everyone.
Have some champagne.
Fill up the glasses.
Champagne. Come on, everyone.
Champagne, everybody.
[Music resumes]
Think I ought to
have accepted
the challenge?
k*lled Anne's father
in a duel?
Protected my honor?
Sir William can split
the ace of spades
at 60 paces.
Even now, he's reputed
to be the best shot
in the country.
Oh, I see.
Exactly. It makes
the charge of cowardice
all the more convincing.
So, what am I
supposed to do?
Nothing.
Just try and stick it out.
Oh, it was so difficult
to get away from home.
I'm sure father
is suspicious.
Anne, we must
go away tonight.
Tonight?
Oh, but I couldn't.
Where would we go?
To France.
To provence.
I can't.
What about my father?
And your career?
Career? My career's
almost finished.
Your father saw to that!
If you had only
listened to me.
Anne,
make up your mind now.
Come away with me.
But I can't,
not just like that.
Why? Why not?
Because
if I ran away,
the shock
might k*ll him.
It would take more
to k*ll that old swine!
Gervaise!
That's what he is.
You must be mad to stay.
He's a bigot, a tyrant!
You'd be well rid of him!
I'd give my right arm
to be going
out there with you.
When are you off?
Two or three weeks,
I hope.
God, I'd like to have
another crack at the wog.
When are the eighth off?
Not for some time,
sir William.
Oh, I know one fellow
who'll be rather relieved--
our frog friend.
[Chuckling]
I must disagree with you,
sir William.
"Our frog friend,"
as you call him,
has already volunteered
with another regiment.
He sails for India
tonight.
[Gasp]
Excuse me.
Halt.
Lieutenant caldicott.
I must see him right away.
It's very urgent.
Private Simmons.
Sergeant?
Get the lieutenant
on the double.
One, two, one, two!
Hope you're
in time, madam.
He's probably already
at embarkation.
I suppose this was
the only possible answer.
Yes.
When do you sail?
On tonight's tide.
So soon?
Carried you all the way?
Yes. Every mile.
Gervaise,
I've got an idea.
I want you to keep him.
But--but I can't.
You must take him.
He's the one thing
that truly belongs to me.
I want you to have him.
Just as he has
carried me to you tonight,
he'll bring you safely
back to me.
[Speaking Russian]
[Speaking Russian]
An ambush!
Halt!
My god, sir.
Where did they
get the Cannon from?
Probably the Russians.
Put them out of action.
But, sir--
sergeant!
Sir.
Line up for charge!
[Speaking Russian]
They'll wipe US out.
Not if we get them first.
Charge!
Aah!
Charge!
Charge!
Come on!
Aah!
Look!
Come on!
Aah!
[Speaking Russian]
Attend to the dead,
sergeant.
Bury them with full
military honors,
all of them.
Yes, sir.
What about
the lieutenant's horse?
I think he's earned
his passage home.
How are you?
All right?
How are you?
Fine bloody home
for heroes to come back to.
Sergeant!
Sergeant!
Get another bottle.
No, two bottles.
Sorry, sir.
The landlord won't give
any more credit.
He insists on cash.
Cash, cash,
the ungrateful swine.
Well,
pay him yourself.
Sorry, sir.
All right, then.
Sell the horse.
But, sir--
you heard me.
Sell it.
He wants
to sell his horse.
He's getting on.
Give you £4.00.
£4.00? But you--
take it or leave it.
That horse
is a w*r hero.
So what?
All right.
I'm not a mean man.
£5.00, and that's
my final offer.
Ohh.
How much did you get?
You might say
30 pieces,
and in silver.
Ah. Thank you, ma'am.
Come on! Come on!
Come on!
Hey!
Get on with it,
you lazy oaf!
Go on! Give him a belt!
Come on! Come on!
Hey! Leave some for me.
You're late.
Get up. Get up.
Get up, you lazy beast.
God, there'll be
hell to pay.
What do you mean,
he's dying?
If that animal dies,
I'll have your guts
for garters.
What can I do,
Mr. Grimble?
Make sure
he doesn't die.
He's nearly done for.
Mr. Grimble
will k*ll me.
Can't you do something,
Mrs. Grimble?
I've given him
a rubdown with me
special embrocation.
Give him another one.
Easy, lad, easy.
Best thing to do
is to stand by him
and give him a bit
of consideration,
a bit of love.
That'll help him
as much as anything.
How's he coming along?
Well, at least
he's stopped
that terrible
heavy breathing.
What do you think?
Don't know.
Looks as if he might
pull through.
He's a strong fella.
I'll give him
a touch more of this.
There, there.
Where you going
with that?
It's for the horse.
I think he's going
to be all right.
Don't spoil him.
We nearly worked him
into the ground.
Rubbish. He's lazy.
I'll get rid of him.
Get rid of him?
I'll send him where
he'll do a proper day's work--
the coal yard.
Come on, there,
you lazy beast!
Who've you got
today, then?
Ginger.
He won't last the morning.
He'll be for the
knacker's yard, then.
Yeah.
Ah, come on!
Come on!
Come on, there!
Come on! Come on, there!
Come on,
you lazy devil.
Come on. Come on.
Come on! Come on, boy!
Whoa.
Go on, you little devils!
Get on off!
Get off of me!
Get off of it!
[Bell chiming]
Joe, what does everyone
think about it?
I think they're
quite pleased, madam.
But it's really
so very little.
Not if you're an old horse,
it isn't.
Whoa.
Thank you, Joe.
Morning, ma'am.
Well, it seems
to be quite popular.
Of course it is, ma'am.
When they're dragged
from the hills
around here,
they're dying
for a drink and rest.
[Yelling]
Come on, blast you!
Come on,
you beast!
Joe.
Come on, you beast!
Stop him, someone.
It's his horse, lady.
Here! Here!
Here! Here!
Clear off!
It's my horse.
I paid for him
with me own money.
All right.
I'll buy him. How much?
You from
the knacker's yard?
How much?
What'll you give?
What do you think, ma'am?
I think one day
there'll be a law
for people like you
to stop your cruel
and despicable behavior.
If I were not insulting
the animal kingdom,
I would say
you are little more
than an animal
yourself.
Lady, I got
a living to earn.
All right. If you want him,
you can have him.
Unharness him gently.
This puts me in
a fine position, don't it?
What am I going
to do with this lot?
Here.
What is it, Joe?
Nothing.
It's just...
Come on, old boy.
Time to go home.
Come on.
Come on.
Get off! Get off!
Clear off!
Aah!
More than a month's pay.
Must be barmy.
"Given for the relief
of the horses of this parish
by miss Anna Sewell,
5th July, 1870."
"All creatures
are the works of god
and therefore miraculous."
Well, Mr. Evans,
your lad's helped him make
a marvelous recovery.
Take him to the Meadow.
Yes, miss Sewell.
Come on, boy.
He's always been
fond of horses.
You know, he's even
given him a name--
black beauty.
A bit grand
for such a sad old horse.
[Whinny]
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Black Beauty (1971)
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