All language subtitles for Spirit.Untamed.2021.2160p.AMZN.WEB-DL.x265.10bit.HDR10Plu

(grand orchestral fanfare
playing)

(vocalizing)

MILAGRO:
* Hoy el viento canta *

(gasps)

-* Mira el águila volar *
-Ooh. Thank you, Lucky.

(coos)

-* Siente el sol en tu piel *
-(Milagro trills, laughs)

* Y en tu camino ve con él *

-!Hola, mijita!
-LUCKY: Mamá.

JIM:
Nice job, honey.

-* Y si la noche *
-ANNOUNCER: Let's hear it

-* Fría está *
-for Milagro... Prescott!

-* En tu corazón *
-LUCKY: Mamá.

-* Un fuego siempre habrá *
-(Jim chuckles)

Mamá.

Be fearless, Fortuna.

* Be strong *

* Be brave *

* Let courage lead the way *

-Come back, Mamá.
-* Stand tall *

* And know who you are *

* Wild heart, wild soul *

* Roam free to the unknown... *

-(audience gasping)
-(last note fades)

* And know that you have
everything you need *

LUCKY: Come on,
who's a good squirrel?

-* To be fearless *
-Come on, trust me.

-CORA: Lucky? -They're peanuts.
Your favorite.

-* To be fearless. *
-Lucky. -(squeaks)

Come on, Tom.
Not even a nibble?

CORA (calling):
Lucky? Where are you?

-(chattering)
-(Lucky grunts)

-Aunt Cora.
-Lucky.

(annoyed sigh)

Proper ladies do not hang
out of window ledges.

Proper ladies also get to go
to amazing fun parties.

Your grandfather is running
for governor, Lucky.

It's a bit more important than
an "amazing, fun party."

-(sighs)
-Do I need to remind you

of what happened
at the last event?

Uh... mistakes were made.

(scoffs)
Mistakes indeed.

-You're not missing anything,
besides... -Cake.

Other kids.

-Lucky. -Fun.
-(elephant trumpets)

An elephant?

Come on.

I know living with Grandpa
isn't easy,

but part of being a Prescott

is not always having
what you want,

but doing what's best
for the family.

Now, come down from there
and finish your math lesson.

If this new tutor of yours has
one more nervous breakdown...

"If a train travelling
25 miles per hour

-JAMES SR.: Cora?
-..."leaves the station

-at 8:00 a.m...."
-Cora? Cora!

(scoffs) When will I ever
need to know this?

-Cora!
-Yes, Father.

This is an emergency.

My tie.

-Oh. No, too tight.
-(sighs)

Oh.

Just think of it, Cora.

From railroad baron
to governor.

-Mm-hmm.
-And why?

Because...

BOTH:
Prescotts never give up.

-(Cora chuckles)
-That a girl.

Are you sure we shouldn't
put a lock on the door?

"If a train has to stop
every hundred miles

to refill water, at what time
will the train get..."

-(window squeaking)
-Hello, Tom.

Oh, so nice of you
to return, sir.

-(chuckles)
-(Tom screeches)

Tom, we've talked about this.

Tom, you're betraying
my trust.

Tom.

(grunts)

We really need to get
a lock for that door.

Stop. Stop.

No, no. No, no.

-No. Come on, stop.
-(chittering)

(chitters, blows raspberries)

Why are squirrels so fast?

Grandpa's going to kill me.

Whoa.

JAMES SR.:
Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to this
most auspicious day--

my campaign launch.

I pledge to you
that I'll run the state

as firmly as I run
my own home.

I'll put a stop
to all this...

-...chaos?
-(shocked gasps)

-Hi, Grandpa.
-(Tom chittering)

(flames whooshing)

Mmm, cake.

(all exclaiming)

(Tom chittering)

(shocked screams)

(train whistle blowing)

LUCKY:
Front page is good, right?

(sighs):
Usually.

I mean, if anyone can pull off
a squirrel on his face,

-it's Grandpa.
-Hmm.

He has to speak to us again
eventually, right?

Once, you know, his face heals.

Grandpa just needs
some peace and quiet

to get his campaign
back on track.

We can go home
at the end of the summer.

Why can't we just go back
to the lake house?

Why?

Because it's still
somewhat underwater.

Along with most of my fondest
childhood memories.

-I said I was sorry.
-(door opens)

-(dog growls, barks)
-Mr. Twinkles,

what are these people
doing in our cabin?

Oh, I'm terribly sorry,
but you must be mistaken.

-This is...
-(stifles laugh)

-Mr. Twinkles?
-(sighs)

Did you see its little tie?

He looks like he's all ready
for the theater or something.

Wait. Do they have a theater
where we're going?

Or a library?

Or a zoo?

Or anything?

Let's keep the outside...

...outside.

Shall we?

-(sighs heavily)
-Feet.

-We may be spending the summer
in the wilderness, -(groans)

but we are not wild animals.

-What's it even like
in Miradro? -Miradero.

What am I supposed to call him?

Well, you can call him "Dad."

Or "Father."

Or, um...

-"Jim."
-Jim.

"Hello, Jim.

How have the last
ten years been, Jim?"

Oh, honey.

It wasn't easy for him
after your mom died.

Something broke in your father
and he...

Why didn't he come with me?

Sweetheart,

he was alone in
the wilderness with a baby.

He did what he thought...

well, what we all thought
was best.

-(gasps)
-Ooh. This isn't the bathroom?

-I beg your pardon.
-(Lucky laughs)

-Lucky.
-(door opens)

-Oh, this is a private cabin.
-Oh, oh.

Sorry.

The dining car closes
in five minutes.

-Well, I believe...
-(Lucky laughs)

it is time for some tea.

Don't move.

-CONDUCTOR: The next stop
is Miradero. -(sighs)

(grunts)

Oh, no.

-(horse neighing)
-(gasps)

(gasps)

-(vocalizing)
-(neighing)

Whoa.

(laughs)

* *

(laughs)

(whinnying)

-* *
-(whinnies, snorts)

(gasps)

(grunts)

(snores)

-Ow. Hey.
-(grunts) Oh.

-Sorry.
-(snorts) Hey!

Ow. Hey.
Boss, he's touching me again.

(overlapping arguing)

* *

(huffs, whinnies)

(whinnying)

(gasps)

(thumping)

(grunting)

Cake. Mm-mm.

Let's see.
Chocolate, lemon...

(gasps)
Ooh, coconut.

Oh, you're such a good boy.

-Hmph.
-(groans)

(kissing sounds)
Yes, you are.

Yes, you are.

-(spits)
-(groans)

-Lucky?
-(gasps)

Lucky!

-Oh. Ooh, whoops.
-Slow down.

-(cries out)
-(Mr. Twinkles barking)

You wicked little dog.

(grunts)

(relieved laugh)

* *

Whoa.

(whinnying)

(whinnying)

(Lucky chuckles)

(snorts)

Huh? (gasps)

Whoa. Watch yourself there,
princess.

-Oh. -You'll make someone
real unhappy

you go diving overboard
like that.

-Now you, you best just
stay away -CORA: Excuse me.

-from them wild horses.
-Just let me through.

-(neighing)
-Please let me through.

-Lucky. There you are.
-Cora, I...

You're going to be
the end of me.

I am much obliged, Mister...?

Well, the name's
Hendricks, ma'am.

I should put you
on a leash, you know?

-And I'm going to.
-LUCKY: Just a second.

I'm gonna put you on a leash.

* *

(brakes squeak)

(train whistle hoots)

Just remember, be yourself.

-Be your best self.
-(man whimpering)

Be the you that
doesn't start fires.

-(woman screams)
-(man gasps)

Lucky?

I'm too young for gray hair.

(people talking indistinctly
outside)

Hey, don't worry.

He's really looking forward
to seeing you.

And I bet you the summer

will go by much faster
than you think.

CORA:
Oh, what's that smell?

-(splat) -(Cora gasps)
-MAN: Sorry, ma'am.

-He spits.
-(llama lows)

-(spits)
-Ugh. Uck.

Don't worry, Aunt Cora.

I bet the summer will go
by faster than you think.

Very funny.

Is that him?

(belches loudly)

No.

I don't see him anywhere.

Are we in the right place?

Yes, unfortunately.

-(man yawns)
-(entry bell jingles)

I'll go check
if he's in his office.

Don't move until I get back.

-CORA: Oof.
-Oh, man.

I'm hungry.

Yeah. I could go for a steak.

-Stay out of trouble,
now, princess. -Hey.

This ain't the coast.

HENDRICKS:
Change of plans, boys.

Now listen up,
we ran out of money.

I saw some horses
from the train

that'll buy us
our next ticket out of here.

Hey, you know where
they got money?

-Banks.
-Whew. Ooh.

You remember how well
that worked out last time?

-What'd I miss?
-Now get going.

You'll earn that bacon.

-* *
-(train whistle blows)

AL GRANGER: Today's events
are brought to you

-by Al Granger's Corral.
-(gasps, sighs)

-(cheering and shouting)
-(horse whinnies)

(laughs)

(grunts)

(through megaphone)
Ladies and gentlemen,

mares and stallions...

-BOY: Hey, come back.
-(Lucky laughs)

Give me the ice cream back.

...let's give a warm
round of applause

to Valentina

and Las Caballeras...

de Miradero.

Wow.

Brought to you
by Prescott Railways

and Granger's Corral.

-"Stables so fine,
-(whooping)

-you'll want to sleep there
yourself." -(laughter)

Whoa.

Fortuna?

LUCKY:
Hmm? What?

Bienvenida, Fortuna.

Um...

Hola. ¿Cómo estás?

We've been expecting you.

You look just like your mother.

-I do? -Sí, te pareces
a tu madre.

Bienvenida, Fortuna.

Wait, you knew her?

!Oh, sí!
Everyone knew Milagro.

Here. You should have this.

Your mother had one
just like it.

VALENTINA:
Welcome home, mija.

-Wait.
-GRANGER: Next up,

-our very own... -GIRL:
Excuse me. Coming through.

-(coughs)
-...Western Reining champ,

and the champion
of her old dad's heart,

my daughter, Pru Granger,

and the incomparable
Chica Linda.

-(cheering)
-Go, Pru!

GRANGER: She's been making
my head spin for 13 years.

So, I'm used to it.

Whoa. Horses can do that?

(Granger laughing)

Whoa.

-GRANGER: All right,
you show-off. -(whinnying)

Don't you have chores to do?

CORA: Fortuna Esperanza
Navarro Prescott,

you get back here.

Aunt Cora,
you have to see this.

-Oh. Ew, the smell.
-(cattle lowing

GRANGER:
Feast your eyes on this filly.

-CORA: Ooh. Ah. Whoops.
-Ooh, that can't taste good.

-(bellowing)
-Ooh, ooh.

CORA:
Oh. Ooh. Ooh!

GRANGER: Now those
are some smooth moves.

(cries out)

-(bellows loudly)
-(groans)

GRANGER:
And what a finale.

Oh. Oh.

May I offer you a hand
there, ma'am?

Well, I never.

I'm so sorry to hear that.

GRANGER: Today's events
are brought to you

by Al Granger's Corral.

Unbelievable.

Stranding us at the station
like common vagabonds.

Did you see those amazing
women riding those horses?

One gave me this sash.

I need a strong cup of tea

and to burn this dress.

Aunt Cora, did you ever see
my mom perform?

Oh, yes.

I'll never forget it.

She was amazing.

She did this incredible
backflip off her horse.

(laughs): I believe my stomach
did a backflip, too.

-Hyah. Watch yourself, ladies.
-Wait.

Sir?

(weakly):
A ride?

BOY:
Need a ride?

Snips is the name.

And this noble steed
is Señor Carrots,

-my business partner.
-(brays)

Where to, ma'ams?

Thank you, no.

But if you could just point us
in the direction

of the Prescott house...

I'll get you there in a jiffy
for just a penny.

-All aboard.
-No. No...

-Toot-toot.
-Oh.

Next stop, Prescott house.

-(brays)
-(grunting)

-O...kay.
-(growls)

Here we are.

In a jiffy, as advertised.

Your destination just ahead.

-(grunts, brays)
-That will be one penny.

-Okay.
-GIRL: Snips.

-(gasps) Uh-oh.
-You little thief.

You saw nothing.

-Enjoy your stay.
Like the wind. -(braying)

You better stop harassing
those nice people.

(Cora gasps)

(Snips yells)

(grunts):
Huh?

SNIPS:
Oh, no. Hey, stop.

Oh, my gosh.

You must be Lucky Prescott.

I like your hair
and your dress.

-Oh, and your shoes.
-LUCKY: Thanks.

I didn't know shoes
could be cute.

Can I try them on?

Sorry about my brother.

I'm the one
you oughta apologize to.

-Oh, um...
-Hey, stop, not the hair.

Here.

I'm Abigail.

This is my best friend,
Boomerang.

Say hello, Boom.

(deep voice): It's a pleasure
to meet you, madame.

(deep voice):
It's nice to meet you, too.

GRANGER (through megaphone):
...Abigail Stone.

Uh-oh. I'm up.

See you later.

Abigail.
You can't leave me here.

-(pops)
-Watch me.

LUCKY:
Good luck out there.

-(laughing)
-(sighs heavily)

I think that donkey
ate part of my dress.

She was my age, and she was
on this beautiful horse.

A-And did you know that horses
could walk backwards?

It's, like, crazy.

(sighs)
At last.

Civilization.

(sighs)

Jim?

Jim Prescott?

(sighs)
Huh.

(singsongy):
James Prescott Junior?

(grunts)

Jim!

-Whoops.
-(metallic clang)

Cora?

(gasps)
Oh.

(chuckles nervously)
Jim.

(chuckles lightly)

Lucky.

(chuckles nervously)

(grunts)

I can't believe
you guys are here.

How was the trip?

(low): I thought you guys
were coming on the 20th.

It is the 20th.

-(Cora groans)
-Oh, right.

Well, that explains it.

The house,

-(metallic clanging)
-it's not...

I'm not ready.

-Oh, for goodness sake.
-Uh...

Yeah. (clears throat)

Home sweet home.

(chuckles nervously)

Uh...

Mi casa es su casa.

Just step on over that one.
Yeah, you can just...

-Sorry about the mess.
-(metal clatters)

I bring my work home with me.

(chuckles nervously)

There is more, of course.

Uh, we eat there.

And, um...
yeah, we, and we...

and the sleeping is upstairs.

Uh, I can show you your room.

Uh, watch your step.

Don't want those falling
on any toes.

Solid iron.

You know, safer than
the old strap rail tracks.

Much heavier.

Ah, the hazards
of running a railroad.

Don't go near
those boxes, Cora.

-Highly explosive.
-(squeaking)

-Oh.
-(chicken clucking)

(wood creaking)

So, uh...

this is your room.

-What do you think?
-Ah. (chuckles nervously)

That's a lot of strawberries.

Oh. Um, hmm.

-(toy squeaks)
-You like strawberries.

Right?

I do?

Oh, okay, well,

-y-you used to.
-(toy squeaks)

Oh.

Huh.

Yep.

You were, uh,
you were like this.

(chuckles)

But now, uh, uh, you're...

now you're like this.

-So, um...
-CORA: Ah. Ah. A mouse.

-Well, uh...
-CORA: He touched my foot.

-I'll let you unpack
and get settled. -Shoo. Shoo.

Uh, where'd you get that?

Uh...

A woman at the rodeo
gave it to me.

Oh.

Las Caballeras.

They used to ride
with your mother.

Right. Yeah, they,
they actually said

I look just like her.

(chuckles nervously)

Uh, well, um,
make yourself comfortable.

There are, uh,
extra sheets in the hall.

Uh, towels.

(chuckles, sighs)

Yeah.

You do, uh,

look just like her.

Yep.

R-Really glad you're here.

M-Missed y... missed you.

CORA:
What's that smell?

-JIM: Uh, Cora?
-(grunts)

CORA: It smells like
old potatoes in here.

(Lucky sighs)

CORA: Whatever this used to be,
it's gone bad.

(Lucky gasps)

(laughs softly)

(grunts)

(pants)

Oh.

(laughs softly)

* *

(thumps)

(wind blows)

* *

(wind blows)

(soft tinkling)

-(crowd cheering)
-(Lucky laughs softly)

Mamá.

(laughs softly)

* *

-(horse neighing)
-Huh?

(horse neighing in distance)

(birds chirping)

* *

(humming a happy tune)

(gasps, sighs)

Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim.

I'm gonna go explore.

Yeah.

It's probably safer outdoors.

-* *
-(birds chirping)

(low chatter)

WALRUS:
Look out, boys.

That's the craziest horse
I've ever seen.

HORSESHOE: Whoa.
Take it easy there, fella.

-WALRUS: Look out for the tail.
-(men yelling)

HORSESHOE:
Watch out, we got a biter.

HENDRICKS:
Well, bite him back. Let's go.

HANDLEBAR: I think he's too
much horse for you, Hendricks.

-HORSESHOE: You try keeping
him still. -HENDRICKS: Dimwit.

-(Handlebar yelling)
-HENDRICKS: Just step aside.

You're Lucky Prescott, right?

-Hi.
-Pru Granger.

I know.
I saw you at the rodeo.

You were amazing.

Thanks, but I totally
messed up my rein-back.

I'll get it right for the
festival at the end of summer.

-(horse neighing frantically)
-(crashing)

-(men shouting)
-Is that barn okay?

-HENDRICKS: Knuckleheads.
-PRU: Should hold tight.

Some clowns rented the corral
to break a wild horse

-they just brought in.
-Break?

It's not as bad as it sounds.

(Horseshoe screams)

-(gasps)
-Um, for the horse anyway.

CHEVRON:
Ow. He bit my moustache.

-HORSESHOE: Ow!
-HANDLEBAR: Fall back.

HORSESHOE:
Look out! Hendricks, look out!

WALRUS:
Whoa.

-(neighing)
-Yee-haw!

You gonna be worth
a lot of money.

(Hendricks grunting)

-(neighing)
-Ha! Yee-haw!

Let's see what you're made of!

-Yeah!
-(neighing frantically)

-Come on!
-Stop! You're hurting him.

Oh, yeah. That is not right.

-Hold on.
-HENDRICKS: Oh, yeah!

That's how you wanna play it?
All right.

-Whoo. You kicking big now.
-(whinnying)

-(snorts)
-(Hendricks laughing)

(yelling)

(grunts)

-(groans) Ow. -HANDLEBAR:
Hendricks, look out!

(huffing)

HENDRICKS:
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

(weakly):
You crazy horse.

-You're the one getting broken
today, Hendricks! -Whew.

Yeah, we'll see about that!

Why hello there, princess.

HORSESHOE:
Quick, get a rope on him.

See, I told you these horses
right here,

-they dangerous.
-HORSESHOE: Whoa.

Now you best
just run along now.

-HANDLEBAR: Cut him off.
-Now, who's the knucklehead

who didn't strap this saddle
on right?

-It wasn't me. -It was him.
-HENDRICKS: Bunch of dimwits.

-(Horseshoe screaming)
-Dang, horse, you ever give up?

Hah!

-WALRUS: Rope him.
-(whinnying)

-I got him.
-Change of plans, boys.

Let's get this animal
under control,

-(whinnying frantically)
-shall we?

HORSESHOE:
I got it. I got it.

(distressed neighing)

GRANGER:
Hey! Whoa!

-Whoa!
-(whinnying)

I don't know where you guys
rode in from,

but in my corral,
we treat horses with respect.

If you don't like it,
you can just move along.

-Are we clear?
-Yes, sir.

-We're absolutely clear.
-Ooh, look out.

-Sure thing, boss.
-(whinnying)

We didn't mean for it
to get out of hand.

This mustang's just got

(chuckles)
a, a lot of spirit.

All right, boys,
let's-let's call it a day.

-(Chevron grunting)
-Give this horse a rest.

(whinnying)

-We'll come back tomorrow.
-(strained grunting)

(low):
When he's nice and thirsty.

-(squeals, sputtering)
-PRU: Ugh. Charming.

HENDRICKS: Boys, I'll have this
beast ready for the workmill

-in no time.
-PRU: Hmm.

And then we can have
all the money we need.

CHEVRON: Did you see any
Epsom salts in the barn?

Remember me? From the train?

(grunts)

(high-pitched whinnying)

(Lucky laughs)

You do have a lot of spirit.

(whinnying)

(snorting)

You want help
filling that back up?

Oh, no way.

I wouldn't want you
to get your dress dirty.

What? This thing?

(sputters lips)
O-Okay, then.

Wait, wait, wait,
let me get this straight.

The squirrel came down
the stairs

in the middle
of his campaign speech?

And landed on my father's face?

The Honorable James Prescott?

(hesitantly):
Yeah, maybe?

That's the funniest thing
I've ever heard.

(laughing)

-(laughter continues)
-Yeah.

One, one minute he was all,

"The family motto
is my campaign promise

-to you."
-Wai-wai... Oh.

BOTH:
"Prescotts never give up."

And then it j-it jumped
on his face

-and he screamed.
-(laughing)

-(cries out)
-(gasps)

-(smacking lips)
-Sorry, Aunt Cora.

-(laughing)
-(pounding table)

(laughs nervously)

-Ugh.
-(Jim and Lucky laugh)

Oh, uh, I think,

I think that was just
overdue payback

for some food fights
your Aunt Cora started

-back when I...
-Oh, I have no idea

what you're talking about.

I think we've told enough
stories for one night.

Don't you, Jim?

S... uh, so, L... uh, Lucky,

how-how-how was your first day
exploring Miradero?

Great. I made some friends.

-(gasps)
-Well,

I hope we'll be friends.

One's kind of shy,
and he's a little wild.

-Wild?
-What's his name?

Uh, uh, where,
uh, where's he live?

His name is...

Spirit.

(chuckles):
We met on the train.

Well, outside the train,
technically.

You mean... that horse?

The one-the one in Al's corral?

No.

No, what?

You will not go near
that horse again.

Ever.

But why?

It's not Spirit's fault
Mom fell off a horse.

No, no. You don't-you don't
know what you're talking about.

You stay away from that horse.

No horses.

I'm full.

-(running upstairs)
-(sighs) Okay.

(crunching)

(rooster crowing)

(grunts)

(humming a happy tune)

-(running footsteps)
-LUCKY: Mmm.

-Pancakes.
-Breakfast.

My favorite.

Good morning.

-I'm not hungry.
-Lucky.

If you're going out,

-you can run some errands.
-Fine.

I'm gonna going to check
on my guys at the station.

Maybe they'll have breakfast
with me.

(groans)

PRU: Don't you know
we got chores to do?

-Sleeping on the job again.
-GRANGER: Don't you mind me.

-Oh. Wh-whoa.
-Dad, look out.

-Oh, sorry.
-Hey, Lucky.

Well, Lucky Prescott.

Oh. (laughs softly)

Where are you off to
in such a gallop?

I was... I was just, um,

getting some groceries
for Aunt Cora.

Well, you're a bit
turned around.

-Grocers back that way.
-Oh.

-Yes. Okay, thanks.
-Bye, Lucky.

-I get to drive.
-(both laugh)

Okay. But don't
tell your mother.

(low):
She'll have my hide.

-Gracias.
-SHOP OWNER: !De nada!

WALRUS: So, what time does the
midnight express come in?

HENDRICKS:
Midnight, dummy.

And security's looser
than my grandpappy's teeth.

Just the old man and his llama.

WALRUS:
I hate llamas.

(whinnying)

Hey. Easy now.

-Easy.
-(squeals)

It's all right, boy.

All this new stuff
is kind of scary, huh?

I think we'll be okay.

Trust me.

-Hey, city girl.
-(gasps)

-Whoa.
-Hey, hey, hey.

Careful. This is a wild one.

-Yeah, he just startled me.
-Uh, yeah.

That's because
you startled him.

Uh, got it. Uh, sorry!

-(whinnies)
-Oh.

(quietly):
Sorry.

Just take it slow.

Horses can feel what you feel.

So, if you want him
to trust you,

you've got to show him
the three C's.

Calm, confidence

-and carrots.
-(whinnies)

Well, you have fun.

See you later.

(Spirit snorts softly)

You hungry, bud?

-(sputters, snorts)
-Yeah,

I don't like to eat
when I'm mad either.

(laughs):
Is that a potato?

Uh, why?

Would that be bad?

You might want to try something

-a little less potato-y.
-(huffs, grunts)

Horses are finicky.

They've got a real sweet tooth.

Thanks. That is better
than a potato.

I've got you covered, buddy.

-Don't you worry.
-(whinnies)

-(crunching loudly)
-(Lucky laughs nervously)

(laughs)
Okay.

How about this one.

Spirit?

(snorts somberly)

ABIGAIL:
It's okay.

You can't rush these things.

I spent a whole week
singing to Boomerang

before he would
let me ride him.

-Really?
-Well,

Snips said that Boomerang
only really let me ride him,

so that I would stop singing.

-(laughs)
-But I mean...

Uh... I don't know.

Point is, it's, it's just...

These things take time.

Well, I have plenty of that.

See you later.

Oh, yes!

-(whinnying)
-Ah, oh, no.

No.

Sorry.

(snorts)

(nickers)

Ah.

* *

* All this time *

* I thought I found my *

* Brightest day *

* My happy place *

* Then *

* Came *

* You... *

* I am strong on my own *

* I can brave any storm *

* There's no darkness
I haven't walked through *

-* But as good as I've been *
-CHEVRON: Gee whillikers.

-* All alone *
-How'd he get loose?

* I still know that it's true *

* I'm better with you *

(explosive bang)

-* Ocean deep *
-(coughing)

* That's how far my love goes *

What're you up to?

-* And I won't sleep *
-Oh. (groans)

* Till I know all I can know *

* All *

* Down *

* To you... *

* I am strong on my own *

* I can brave any storm *

* There's no darkness
I haven't walked through *

* But as good as I've been
all alone *

* I still know
that it's true *

* I'm better with you *

* *

* Better with you... *

(thunder rumbling in distance)

* Better with you... *

* Better with you... *

(thunder crashing)

* Better with you... *

* I am strong on my own *

* There's no darkness
I haven't walked through *

* I've been good all alone *

* But I know it's true *

-ABIGAIL (laughs): Yes.
-* I'm better *

* With you... *

(neighs)

-(laughing)
-You did it.

(neighing)

* I'm better with you... *

(song fades)

(birds chirping)

Oh.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Could you pass me
the strawberries?

(Cora and Jim laugh)

* I'm better with you *

JIM:
Oh.

(Jim chuckles)

* *

* I'm better with you... *

Hola. Buen día.

WOMAN:
Hola, Fortuna.

(Lucky humming a happy tune)

(snorts)

(snorts)

(grunts)

(huffing snort)

(sputters)

Easy, boy.

(huffing)

It's okay.

Oh.

(huffs)

Easy, boy.

Easy.

(whinnies)

Ah.

(huffing snort)

(sighs heavily)

(nickers)

(snorts)

(gasps)

(snorting)

* *

(nickers)

Oh, I've got something
for you.

Whoa.

Not my whole hand.

(laughing)

It's okay. It's okay.

Easy, boy.

Easy.

(huffs)

(grunts)

(sputters)

(sniffing, snorts)

Hey. (giggles)

(sputters)

(Spirit grunts)

(Lucky grunts)

-(whinnies)
-(grunts)

All right, so that's
how it's gonna be?

(laughs)

Let's try this again.

-(huffs)
-(laughing)

Okay, boy, here we go.

-Hey there.
-(whinnying)

Ow.

-Whatcha doin'?
-Ugh.

Snips, I almost had it.

Want some advice?

Is it gonna cost me a penny?

(snort softly)

LUCKY:
You sure about this?

SNIPS:
Easy peasy.

It's how I first learned
to walk.

My dad held the carrot,

and I followed him
around the corral.

Wait a second.

-(crunching)
-Hey, what's that?

(brays angrily)

(grunting)

(sputters)

-(Snips grunting)
-Easy, boy.

(grunts)

-(grunts) Whoa!
-(whinnies)

SNIPS:
Uh-oh.

-(grunts)
-(whinnying)

-(grunts)
-Watch it.

Oh, that's not good.

LUCKY:
Please, no!

Ride like the wind,
Señor Carrots.

(braying)

(grunts)

Easy, boy, easy.

Slow down a little, please?

(whinnies)

Oh! That's not what I meant.

-Whoa. Whoa.
-(whinnying gruffly)

-Careful. Careful!
-(whinnies)

LUCKY:
Whoa.

Wow, you really went for it.

-Whoa.
-Good for you!

How do you stop?!

PRU:
She needs help. Come on.

She looks like fun.

Crazy, but fun.

I said to her,
"No, it's not happening.

(straining): And I had...
I laid down the law.

-Mm-hmm. (chuckles)
-I put my foot down.

Daughters. Terrifying.

You gotta earn their trust,
a little at a time.

Two steps forward,

50 steps back.

Well, as long as none of those
steps are in your corral.

(Granger chuckles)

She is her mother's daughter.

I'll keep an eye on her.

And those wranglers.

Something about that Hendricks
is familiar.

-Hey!
-(brays)

Ugh. Snips.

You know that wild horse
you got in the corral?

Yeah. What about it?

Well,

there was this gust of wind,

and the gate flew open,

which I had nothing to do with.

And then,

Lucky fell onto the horse,

and they took off
towards the canyon.

-What?!
-That's not good.

-* *
-(gasping)

Whoa.

(grunts)

(Spirit whinnying)

ABIGAIL:
Yah!

-Come on, let's go, girl.
-Come on, let's go, Boom.

PRU:
Go, go, go.

(gasps):
Whoa.

(Boomerang whinnying)

LUCKY (breathlessly):
Hold on. Wait.

We have to turn back!

Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.

-(grunting)
-(whinnies)

ABIGAIL:
Good thing her name's Lucky.

PRU:
Well, is her middle name Irony?

Lucky, sit up
and hold on with your legs.

ABIGAIL:
Or just hang on.

And whatever you do,
don't look down.

(panting)

Too late.

(whimpers):
No. Just slow down.

-(whinnying)
-Please?

Spirit, you have to stop! Whoa.

(gasps)

ABIGAIL: You're getting
so many carrots later, bud.

-Let's go, come on.
-Hi.

Let's do the two-hand pickup.

The what now?

Just grab a hand
on the count of two.

-One, two! -Two!
-(cries out)

(gasps)

-Jump!
-Jump!

(gasping)

-LUCKY: Whoa.
-(horses nickering)

-(Spirit whinnies)
-(pebbles falling)

(all panting)

-I just rode a horse.
-Whew.

I almost died,
but I just rode a horse.

Around here, we call that
"hanging on for dear life."

Hey, but it's a start.

-You're a natural.
-(approaching hoofbeats)

GRANGER:
There they are.

JIM:
Lucky. Lucky.

-Lucky, are you okay?
-(Lucky laughing)

-You okay? Fingers, toes, face.
-Did you see me?

-Everything's okay. Okay.
-It was amazing.

-You're okay. I'm okay.
-We were going so fast...

-She's okay. She's okay, Al.
-I can see that.

-Whole girl here.
-...and it was a little scary,

-Under control. -but mostly
exciting, and then...

Lucky, you are lucky you
didn't get yourself killed.

I know, but I was just
gonna ride him

in the corral and then...

You shouldn't have been
anywhere near that horse.

GRANGER:
Come on, troublemakers.

* *

I ask for one thing. One.

-It was an accident.
-You don't listen.

-But...
-You don't listen.

That horse doesn't
belong to you.

He doesn't belong
to those wranglers either.

They're mistreating him,
and you don't even care.

This isn't the city.

Around here
we have different rules.

-Ooh. -Well, you should
change your rules.

And by the way, you can't
just come back into my life

and tell me what to do.

You're going back
to your grandfather's.

-You'll be safe there.
-What?

That's not fair.

I'm getting you two
on the next train.

I thought Prescotts
never give up.

But you're giving up
on me, again.

I'm trying to keep you safe.

Sorry to be such a burden.

(door slams shut)

(grunts in frustration)

Well, just be thankful
nothing's on fire.

(sighs)

(grunting)

(inhales deeply)

-(distant whinnying)
-(gasps)

* *

(wind blows)

(soft tinkling)

* *

(crowd applauds and cheers)

(distant whinnying)

CORA: Maybe Father was wrong
taking Lucky from you.

JIM:
No, he was right.

I couldn't keep
her mother safe,

how was I supposed
to keep her safe?

What happened to Milagro
was an accident.

You said yourself
she'd done that trick

a hundred times before,
with her eyes closed.

Ugh. (scoffs)

-But she's so reckless.
-(chords plays)

Well, the apple doesn't fall
far from the tree.

She-she's just not safe here.

-(gasps) -Sometimes, you have
to take a risk, Jim.

I did that already.

And that didn't work out.

(distant whinnying)

Jim, I've done everything
I can for Lucky.

What she needs now more
than anything is her father.

She needs you.

I couldn't bear it
if anything happened to her.

(sighs heavily)

Cora, I don't know
what I'm doing.

* *

(snoring)

(wolf howling)

-(distant whinnying)
-(gasps)

* *

(soft fluttering)

(gasps)

(laughs softly)

(giggles)

-(distant whinnying)
-(gasps)

* *

(insects chirring)

(leaves rustling)

(distant whinnying)

* *

(grunts)

Whoa.

(panting)

(animals chittering)

-(wolf howling)
-(gasps)

(low growling)

(gasps)

(soft fluttering)

(sighs heavily)

Ooh.

(distant whinnying)

(gasps)

* *

(wind blows)

(soft fluttering)

Wow.

(gasps)

(sighs)
Spirit.

(neighs sharply)

Oh.

(snorts softly)

Hey, boy.

I knew I'd see you again.

(laughing)
Hey.

(soft snorting)

* *

(horse whinnying)

Wow.

Your family.

(snorting, whinnying)

(whinnying loudly)

-(whinnies softly)
-(snorting)

(breathes deeply)

-(snorts softly)
-(whinnies)

-(sniffing)
-Don't worry.

It's okay.

(laughs softly)

-(Lucky chuckles)
-(neighs angrily)

Oh, I hope I brought enough.

Here.

* *

-(laughing)
-(whinnying)

-Oh.
-(nickers softly)

I have one just your size.

-(whinnies softly)
-Don't be shy.

(whinnies excitedly)

(sputters)

(Lucky gasps, chuckles)

Hello, little brave one.

(whinnying)

-(distant whinnying)
-(Spirit snorting)

-What's wrong?
-(whinnies gruffly)

* *

HENDRICKS: All right, boys,
let's round 'em up!

(neighing harshly)

Now, I told you boys
we'd get the rest of 'em!

Leave them alone!

-CHEVRON: Hyah.
-WALRUS: You take that one.

-Hyah!
-(grunts hoarsely)

-No!
-Yee-haw.

All of them.
Every single one.

You got it, boss. (yells)

(groans)

(grunts angrily)

The stallion's mine.

-Hyah.
-Spirit!

CHEVRON:
Watch out on your left.

-I-I mean, on your right.
-(gasps)

(train wheels screeching
loudly)

HENDRICKS:
Hurry up now, come on.

-Let's load 'em up.
-Whoo-hoo! -Yeah.

Why, have a nice ride, ladies.

-(panicked whinnying)
-Go on, get in there.

LUCKY (panting):
You can't do this!

HENDRICKS: Ain't no
first class on this train.

-(rope whips)
-(Horseshoe yells)

-HORSESHOE: Wai... Oh, oh!
-(whinnying)

(grunting)

HENDRICKS:
Yeah, I got you now, boy.

-LUCKY: Stop.
-Ow.

-Those horses aren't yours.
-These horses

are none of your business!

-(grunts)
-But thank you

for leading me
straight to 'em.

-(snorts)
-Watch out for that stallion!

(Hendricks gasps, groans)

(whinnying frantically)

CHEVRON:
Hendricks!

We got to go
if we're gonna make that boat.

(steam hissing)

Change of plans, boys.

The crazy one stays here.

Get off me.

-(whinnying)
-Hurry it up. Let's go.

-(laughing)
-Whoo-hoo.

Whoo-hoo!

Spirit, wait.

Spirit.

(panting)

(rooster crowing)

(sighs)

(whimpers)

-(neighs)
-(gasps)

-Spirit.
-(whinnies)

(snorts)

-We can't do this alone.
-(whinnies)

(gasps, laughs)

All right, boy.

Let's go get help.

Whoa. Whoa-oh-oh.

* *

(rooster crows in distance)

-(Lucky panting)
-(Pru gasps)

Pru, I need your help.

(nickers quietly)

So, you want us
to get on our horses,

ride all night
to stop a speeding train,

take down a band
of dirty ol' thieves,

and release a herd
of wild horses?

Yeah, maybe.

Lucky, that's crazy.

But if we don't try,
Spirit's herd is gone forever.

You know what they do
to horses up north?

They work them to death.

(coughs)

Okay, let me show you exactly
how impossible it is.

Hendricks and his men
are headed for a boat

up here at the docks
on a speeding train.

And we're down here
with horses.

It's too far.

What if we take a shortcut

over this big, pointy thingy?

PRU: That big pointy thing
is Heck Mountain.

-It's impossible to cross
on horseback. -(hawk screeches)

That's a full day
and most of the night's ride.

And even if by some miracle

-we did make it,
-(grunts, smacks lips)

how are we supposed
to get the horses

-off of a moving train?
-Hmm.

If a train traveling
at 25 miles an hour

has to stop every 100 miles...

Aunt Cora was right--
I do need to know this.

Uh... what now?

The train has to stop
to refill water along the way.

If we cut over the mountain,

we can beat the train
to this water depot at...

(mutters)

Noon tomorrow.

Whoa, what's
the Ridge of Regret?

-You don't want to know.
-(guitar strumming rapidly)

-From what I hear,
-(Chica Linda yelps)

there's a lot of dangers

-lurking around those parts.
-(strums guitar)

-Dangers...
-(snorts softly)

that only those
with good fortune

-return from.
-(strums guitar)

LUCKY:
Return from?

I've heard tales.

The most treacherous
and merciless creatures

hiding in the shadows.

Creatures you wouldn't believe.

There is a moose,
and he's a-waitin'.

But he doesn't know
what he's waitin' for.

(bellowing)

Uh, how is she...?

And they say at the bottom
of a bridge

is a shifty fox,

who is just sitting there
being shifty.

And then, there's a possum

that just hangs out,

lighting matches.

(laughing maniacally)

(gasps)
Whoa.

Abigail, not near the map.

I think what Abigail
is trying to say is,

it's way too dangerous.

If you're not gonna help me,

Spirit and I will be fine
on our own.

(sighs)

You know, Pru, you're right.

We would never be able to save

those poor, innocent,

beautiful horses.

-I smell rulebreaking.
-(braying)

(pops)

-Uh-oh.
-(brays)

-(Lucky grunting)
-(Spirit neighs)

-ABIGAIL: Hey, Lucky. Wait up.
-PRU: Uh, Lucky.

-Lucky, wait for us.
-Wait for us.

-You changed your mind.
-PRU: No.

I still think
this is a terrible idea.

But?

But...

this is Miradero.

Out here, we stick together.

-Thanks, guys. Whoa.
-(whinnies)

You can thank us after we make
it over that big, pointy thing.

-ABIGAIL: Heck Mountain.
-(hawk screeching)

We better hurry up
if we want to make it

to the water depot
before noon tomorrow.

-Whoa. Easy, boy.
-PRU: Okay.

Keep your heels down,

-shoulders back,
-(Spirit neighs)

eyes where you
want him to go.

Yeah, but, like, not so...

(roars)

You're liable to cramp.

-I know, I know.
-(whinnies)

LUCKY:
Hold on, Spirit. Careful.

-Careful! Whoa. (chuckles)
-When you trust yourself,

your horse will, too.

-He'll know exactly
what you're thinking. -Whoa.

Then you'll be joined up.

"Joined Up," that's
my favorite trail song.

(groans)

* When the trail gets rough *

* I've got my pal
and that's enough *

-* Join up, join up *
-(gasping)

Mm-hmm.

* It's easier than ever *

* When we do things together *

* Join up, join up *

* Heels down in the saddle
with my very best friend *

* Nothing beats having someone
you can trust to the end *

-(coughs)
-Whoa.

* Just listen to each other
and together make it through *

* We join up, join up *

(whistling tune)

ABIGAIL:
We all heard about that time

that you liberated a monkey
from the zoo.

PRU:
The birthday that flooded.

ABIGAIL:
Or the time you "accidentally"

locked the math tutor
in the closet

and couldn't get him out.

-I did get in trouble for that
one. -(Abigail and Pru laugh)

He really talks about me
that much?

Sometimes my dad pretends
he has to go to the bathroom

just to get your dad
to stop talking about you.

-(distant bellowing)
-See?

I told you there was
a moose waiting.

(laughter)

PRU:
Here it is.

We cross this bridge,
and then it's a straight shot

up the mountain
to the water depot.

LUCKY: Is it supposed to move
that much?

PRU:
It's fine.

Suspension bridges are built
to support incredible weights.

-(gasping)
-(bridge crashing)

-ABIGAIL: Gulp.
-LUCKY: Oh. (chuckles)

ABIGAIL (echoing):
Now what?

Now I decide not to die
falling into a canyon,

but instead, go home
and have my dad kill me

for even attempting this.

-And just give up?
-(sighs)

I'm sorry, Lucky.

We tried. We really did.

But we don't have a choice.

No, give me a minute.

I'll figure out
a different way.

-ABIGAIL: Take your time.
-What? -What?

Boomerang and I'll just
wait over here.

BOTH:
What?

-How did she...?
-What?

The great Pru Granger
can't handle a little jump?

I can, but we can't.

I can do it. (gasps)

I don't know
if this is a good id...

-(Spirit neighing)
-Whoa! Lucky, wait!

Okay, um, I guess
we're doing this.

All right, don't look down,
don't pull back,

and just trust him.

LUCKY:
Whoa!

-(gasping)
-(neighing)

(Lucky shouts)

-Lucky!
-(screaming)

ABIGAIL:
Lucky!

(grunting)

Uh, have you seen Lucky?

-(grunts) -I feel horrible
about last night.

I'm sure she's just blowing
off some steam. (grunts)

-Just give her some time.
-I was, uh, looking for this.

I'm sure she's perfectly fine
wherever she is.

PRU:
Lucky!

ABIGAIL:
Lucky! Are you dead?

(pants) A little.

I could really use
that possum lighting matches.

(Spirit snorts)

I'm sorry, boy.

I should have trusted you.

PRU:
Lucky, just follow our voices.

ABIGAIL:
What should I say?

PRU: Where are all your weird,
random stories

when we need them?

ABIGAIL:
I don't do well under pressure.

-Easy, boy.
-I know.

I'll sing you a song!

* Well... *

Intermission.

(snorts)

That's it. Leg on.

-Come on, Spirit.
-Yes, you've got it.

(neighs)

Just trust and move with him.

LUCKY:
Okay, we got this.

-Breathe.
-You've got to loosen up.

I said "loosen"!

Easy there.

-Easy, boy.
-You're doing great.

We're gonna make it.

-She's got it.
-I thought she was a goner.

We never doubted you!

PRU:
(laughs) Yes! You got it.

ABIGAIL:
Good, good.

-Yes!
-(Pru whoops, laughs)

-Yes!
-(horses neigh)

(Lucky chuckles)

I told you
we'd find a different way.

I'd call that different.

Yeah, but now we're too far
down the canyon

and don't have time
to backtrack.

Well, let's go up so we can get
a better view of where we are.

PRU: Whew.
That was the scariest thing

-I have ever seen.
-ABIGAIL: Oh, yeah. (chuckles)

Nothing can be scarier
than that.

Uh... I'm guessing this is
the Ridge of Regret.

(echoing):
...Regret.

ABIGAIL:
Oh, I regret it already.

(gasps)
Chica Linda, careful, girl.

(Lucky gasps, shudders)

LUCKY:
Okay.

Where are you guys with
all that great advice now?

(neighing)

-Whoa!
-Lucky! -(gasps)

PRU:
Lucky!

(Lucky gasps)

* *

(gasping)

(gasping)

(grunts softly)

(neighs)

MILAGRO:
Be fearless, Fortuna.

(sighs)

* Listen to the wind roar *

* See the mighty eagle soar *

* Feel the sun on your face *

* Trust that you will
find your way *

* And when the night *

(sighs)

* Is cold and dark *

Here we go.

* Know that you have fire
in your heart *

(sighs)

-* Be strong *
-Okay.

* Be brave *

* Let courage lead the way *

* Stand tall *

* And know who you are *

* Wild heart, wild soul *

-* Roam free to the unknown *
-(Pru whimpers)

* And know that you have
everything you need *

* To be fearless *

* Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh *

* Fearless *

* Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah, ah. *

(laughs)

-Oh, I love you, ground!
-Oh, yes!

So solid, so supportive,

-so reassuring.
-(laughs)

I can't believe
we just did that!

(Abigail whooping)

If we can do that,
we can do anything.

We'll get your family back,
Spirit.

-I know it.
-ABIGAIL: Good job, Boomerang.

Only Lucky Prescott would
finally join up with her horse

on the Ridge of Regret.

I couldn't have done it
without you guys.

Look, the water tower!

LUCKY:
(gasps) I can't believe it.

We made it!

We can camp at that overlook.

When the train comes at noon,
we'll see it for miles.

Okay, but I'm walking
the rest of the way.

Pru, you have
a pretty good voice.

-We should start a band.
-Nope.

Tomorrow we face our destiny,

-but tonight we feast!
-(animals howling in distance)

-(laughs)
-(whoops) Yes.

I am starving.

(laughing)

-What? -Oh, do I have
marshmallow on my face?

(laughing):
Well, yes, but that's not it.

We crossed the Ridge of Regret.

Us! (laughing)

Yeah, we did the impossible.

That was crazy.

We made bad choices.

(laughter)

And tomorrow,
we're gonna take on

a bunch of dangerous bandits.

(laughter continues)

It's not funny.

I know.

-(gasps)
-(laughter stops)

Are we insane?

-(frog croaks)
-(laughter)

Boomerang P. Stubbles!

-Get out of there.
-LUCKY: Stop.

(laughter continues)

PRU: You can see all the stars
in the universe from here.

ABIGAIL:
(gasps) Oh, I forgot.

I made us something.

-Aw. Abigail.
-When did you have the time?

There's always time
for friendship-based crafting.

P-A--

No. Wait.

Pru, Abigail and Lucky.

-We're PALs!
-LUCKY: Aw.

I'm never
going to take this off.

-Pru, you big softy.
-Aw, okay, um, cut it out.

-I knew you liked me.
-Cut it out.

-Never. Never. -You're getting
marshmallow on me.

* When the trail gets rough *

-* I got my pals and
that's enough * -(chuckling)

* Join up *

-(gasps, giggles)
-* Join up *

ALL:
* It's easier than ever *

* When we do things together *

-* Join up *
-(Boomerang neighing softly)

* Join up *

* Heels down in the saddle
with my very best friend *

* Nothing beats having someone
I can trust to the end! *

-(laughter)
-(animals howling in distance)

ABIGAIL:
Hush! Do you hear that?

It's the shifty fox.

(gasps) And his family.

(whistling tune)

Um, Snips?

-Oh, hello, Mr. Granger.
-(braying)

Information hot off the press?

For just a penny.

Lucky?

Lucky?

* *

Jim? Jim!

Ji-- Whoa!

What's with all the berries?

I told myself I was keeping
her safe by sending her away.

You can tell me all about it
on the way.

But who-who was I really
trying to protect?

Yes, protect them.

We need to do that.
As in, right now.

All those years lost.

I never should've let her go.

Y-Yeah.
"Go" is the word of the day.

As in, the girls are gone.

-(gasps)
-What?

So now we have to do
whatever this is later.

-Gone where? -They're headed
over Heck Mountain

to save a herd of wild horses,

and I'm afraid those rustlers
stole the train.

Lucky is riding over
Heck Mountain?!

On a horse?!

What the heck
is Heck Mountain?!

Wh-Why are we sitting around
here talking?!

Did you catch the part
about the train?

-I am the train.
-(groans)

* *

-Whoa.
-(gasps)

She's the fastest train
ever built.

I-I had some spare parts.

Let's go get our girl.

* *

(neighs)

All right, remember the plan.

First, we're gonna get
to the water depot.

Then we're gonna bring the
reign of righteous retribution!

Yah!

-ABIGAIL: Let's go!
-PRU: We got this!

* *

-Yah! -Let's go!
-Come on, Chica!

-(whoops)
-Faster!

-(whoops)
-Huh?

Hey, little princ... (grunts)

Ha-ha!

-Ha!
-(brakes squealing)

Go, go, go!

(panting)

-(grunting)
-Come on!

On three.

-One, two, three!
-(screams)

-(grunts)
-(whoops)

(horses neighing)

* *

Yeah! (laughs)

(sleepily):
I'll show you.

-(train whistle blowing)
-Huh?

-(gasps) -HORSESHOE: You seeing
what I'm seeing?

-Spirit? Spirit! -HANDLEBAR:
Well, what do you know?

-The train's too early!
-Where'd you come from?

-Abigail. Pru. Wake up.
-Everybody, look who came back!

-Let's go!
-(groans) What?

Huh?

(men chattering and laughing
in distance)

-Train!
-Oh, no. Wake up, Chica.

ABIGAIL:
Pru, come on, let's go!

(grunting) Stop!

Well, this must be
my lucky day.

HORSESHOE:
Get a rope on that horse!

(horses neighing)

(distressed neighing)

-We got it.
-Thanks for the new tattoo.

Now I get to return the favor.

-(chuckles) -HANDLEBAR:
Calm down, calm down.

No! Don't touch him!

Don't get in there,
Spirit, please!

-HENDRICKS: Load him up!
-ABIGAIL: Come on, faster!

PRU:
Two-hand pickup.

PRU and ABIGAIL:
Lucky.

(grunting)

Go, go!

Hyah! Hold him tight.

-Yah! -(neighing)
-No, stop!

Just get him in there!

Oh, come on, hurry.

(neighing)

Hurry it up now.

(train whistle blows)

(neighs)

LUCKY:
Hurry, hurry.

PRU:
Faster, girl, faster.

Just get a bit closer.
I can jump.

-Okay. Great idea.
-No! What?

Bad idea!

-Pick it up, Boom.
-Ready?

-(neighing)
-(grunts)

HORSESHOE:
Yee-haw!

No!

Spirit!

(snorting, grunting)

(neighing)

Yeah.

Enjoy the sunrise, boys.

It's the last one
in this country.

We're almost home free.

(horses neighing)

You know, once,
I was playing checkers,

and I lost all my pieces.

All of my pieces,
and I still won the game.

Um, I think what Abigail
is trying to say is

the Lucky we know would never
let anything stop her.

Until Spirit gets on that boat,
we still have a chance.

We'll never know
if we don't try.

We are the PALs, aren't we?

What do you say, Prescott?

* *

(train chugging rapidly)

(whistle blowing)

HENDRICKS:
Right this way, ladies.

-Don't trip on your way up.
-I don't know about you,

but I can't wait
till I feel that

-cold, hard cash in my hands.
-Welcome to your new homes.

WALRUS: I'm already sick from
all the steaks I'm gonna eat.

SAILOR: Mr. Hendricks!
Captain says he's ready to go!

Let's hurry up
and get out of here.

Ha! Ha! Get up there! Come on!

(distressed neighing)

There they are.

LUCKY:
Where's Spirit?

He's in the green car.

-Go.
-Yah! -Yah!

-(neighing, banging)
-Geez.

What do they have in there,
a rhinoceros?

(laughs)

(distressed neighing)

-Here you go. -Hey!
Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Okay. Steady.

(grunts, pants)

Cover me.

-This is the last one.
-(banging, men shout)

(gasps)

(neighing)

Hey, bud.

PRU:
Chica Linda, let's go.

-Coming through!
-Whoa!

ABIGAIL:
Go, Boomerang, go!

(men grunting)

Hyah! Yah!

CHEVRON (in distance):
Hendricks!

Doesn't that girl ever give up?

Get rid of her!

(men shouting, grunting)

HENDRICKS:
Hurry up, birdbrains.

LUCKY:
No.

(horn blows)

(neighing)

Aw, would you look at that?

Breaks my heart,
you come so far for nothing.

Kind of brings
a tear to my eye.

(laughter)

HORSESHOE:
You're hilarious, boss.

HENDRICKS:
(whoops) That's a lot of money.

(laughter, whooping)

Yah!

Hold it right there!

-Yes, sir.
-(screams, grunts)

-Oh, no, you don't.
-Oh, no, you don't.

-My six-year-old brother
moves faster than you. -Hey.

-Nice night for a swim.
-(men gasping) -Watch it.

-(men scream)
-(water splashes)

He smells better, too.

Um, Abigail?

-Oh, she's crazy.
-Nuttier than a road apple.

Is she thinking
what I think she's thinking?

I think so.

(neighs)

(horses neighing in distance)

All right. You ready?

(brakes squealing)

-Oh.
-Oh.

-Lucky? -Lucky!
-That's not good.

-Oh. Oh, no.
-Lucky!

Lucky!

Oh, I can't look.

(neighs)

-Hyah!
-(neighs)

* *

(gasps)

Huh?

(grunts)

(laughs)

-(whoops, laughs) -You think
she'd teach me how to do that?

I told you she was fun.

-(Cora and Jim sighing)
-(Granger laughing)

-(ship horn blows)
-Hey!

-CORA: Lucky!
-(Jim gasps)

Cora, by any chance,
you pack your bathing costume?

Oh, my.

Jim.

HENDRICKS:
Let's go, turtle legs!

HORSESHOE:
Come on, let's get her.

(exhales sharply)

Find the girl.

-Find her!
-(neighs)

(horses neighing)

All right, devil horse.

Nice and easy.

Yeah, I'm gonna teach you
some manners!

(neighing)

You're not going anywhere.

(grunting)

(bell dings)

(horses neighing)

(panting) Whoa!

(yells)

(bell dings)

(horses neighing)

(grunting)

(Chevron laughing)

-Looking for something?
-Oh.

(chuckles) Attagirl.

(grunting)

(horses neighing)

(yelling)

(bell dings)

(snorting)

I don't get paid enough
for this!

(descending scream)

Nice and easy.

You're not going anywhere, boy.

(distressed neighing)

(Hendricks grunts)

(distressed neighing)

Time to tango.

-Stop! Stop!
-Ah.

-Why you got to be such a pest?
-Spirit.

Easy, boy, easy.

-I'm here, boy. Easy.
-(neighing)

Now, you swim along
home now, girl.

You first.

-Hyah! -(neighs)
-(Hendricks chuckles)

Come and get me.

No, no, no,
wait, wait, wait, wait!

-Hyah!
-Oh!

(water splashes)

(horses neighing)

Oh.

No. No, no, no, no, no!
(screams)

-(water splashes)
-Easy now, Spirit.

It's all right, boy.

Trust me.

JIM:
Cora, keep rowing.

No, keep rowing, Cora.
Keep rowing.

-Lucky? Lucky, no!
-We're over here!

Lucky!

-Lucky, no!
-No! Oh, no!

(horses neighing)

(gasps, coughs)

Spirit!

Lucky! Where is she?

-Lucky?
-LUCKY: Spirit!

-(neighing)
-JIM: Lucky!

(horses neighing)

Quick! Grab him!

(neighing continues)

Spirit, where are you?

(coughs, gasps)

(both gasping)

I got you, Lucky.

-I won't let you go.
-(coughs)

(Lucky chuckles)

-(gasps) Boomerang!
-(distressed neighing)

-Where do you think
you're going? -I got him.

GRANGER:
Heads up, boys.

(men grunt)

Dad!

-Oh, Dad.
-Uh-oh.

Nice knowing ya.

-Where's he at?
-(men scream)

-I'm grounded, aren't I?
-Yep, for life.

And your parents want a word
with you, too, young lady.

-(Abigail groans)
-Ugh.

-(horses neighing)
-ABIGAIL: Oh, my goodness!

(Pru and Abigail whooping,
laughing)

-Nice one, Lucky! Yeah!
-Yeah! Lucky, you did it!

(grunts)

Somebody's luck just ran out.

-(sharp thud)
-Yes. Yours.

(groans):
Ah.

Hey!

-Go!
-(Hendricks grunting)

(Abigail and Pru laughing,
whooping)

(coughing)

Let-let me go!

(laughs) Good job, little guy.

GRANGER:
Pru, give me a hand.

-Lucky...
-I know.

I broke the rules.

Your one rule.

I'm sorry.

No, no, no.

Lucky, I'm sorry.

I should've known how far
you'd go to save Spirit.

Your mom would've done
the same thing.

I am so proud of you.

Now go finish what you started.

-(horses neighing)
-You're also a Prescott.

And Prescotts never give up.

-Whoa.
-Thanks, Dad.

* *

-(sniffles)
-(Walrus coughing)

Nice rowing, Cora.

(whoops) You got quite an arm.

-(Cora laughs)
-(Lucky chuckles)

You take good care of her.

-(Hendricks grunts, groans)
-Kids these days.

They grow up so fast.

-(chuckles)
-Be careful out there.

Be back for dinner tomorrow.

And no ridiculously
dangerous shortcuts.

(chuckles)
Can't make any promises.

-GRANGER: I heard that.
-(girls laughing)

("Ragged Wood"
by Fleet Foxes playing)

-Let's ride!
-(horses neighing)

-(whooping) Let's go!
-Yeah, let's go!

-(whoops)
-(laughs)

-Yeah!
-We did it!

(laughing)

-* Spring is upon us *
-(hawk screeches)

* Follow my ornate song *

(whooping, laughing)

* Settle down with me
by the fire... *

Whoa.

(chuckles):
I almost died.

Eyes on the road, Abigail.

(laughs)

* Back on your own now *

(whoops)

(horses neighing)

* You should come back home *

* Back on your own now. *

(song ends)

(neighs)

ABIGAIL:
Wow.

Look at this place.

This is it.

Nothing but wilderness
for miles.

(sighs)

* *

Well, Spirit...

I guess it's time for me to go.

(snorts softly)

(neighs, snorts)

Your herd needs you.

(sighs)

* *

(snorts softly)

-(neighs softly)
-(laughs)

(sighs)

(whinnying)

* *

(neighs softly)

(sighs)

(nickers)

(sighs)

I'm sorry, boy.

But I-I can't go with you.

My herd needs me, too.

(sighs)

(neighs softly)

(neighs)

(gasps)

(neighs, snorts softly)

Stay fearless, brave one.

-(whinnies)
-(Spirit snorts)

(whinnying)

(horses neighing)

Bye, Mama.

Take care of the little one.

(horses neighing)

(neighing continues)

(snorts softly)

-* *
-(galloping hoofbeats)

(neighing continues)

(sighs)

(sniffles)

* *

CORA: I told you
the summer would be over

before you knew it.

We'll come to visit more now.

At the holidays,
and next summer.

And there's still
the big festival tonight.

-(sighs) -Hmm, your father's
probably wondering

what's taking us so long.

Now, which one of these
says Miradero Festival?

Uh...

Hmm.

I see your point.

(wind blowing)

-(crowd chatter)
-(bell ringing)

SNIPS:
Ice cream. Get your ice cream.

One penny.

Hey, you're eating
all the inventory.

-Dad? Over here.
-Hey. Señor Carrots.

(crowd cheering and whistling)

(chuckles)

-SNIPS: Wait for me.
-Your mother's dress.

SNIPS:
I can't run that fast.

-It suits you.
-(llama bellows)

(spits)

(low): I had to take it in
a little bit.

May I offer you a hand
there, señorita?

(laughs)
Oh. I never.

Care to make an exception?

-Oh, well...
-(laughing)

JIM: This was your mother's
favorite place.

What was she like?

Well, she was crazy
about strawberries.

-Just like you
-SNIPS: We had a deal.

-Um...
-We each get half!

-she was a wild soul.
-(Señor Carrots braying)

And the bravest person
that I ever met.

Until you. (laughs softly)

There's no way I can tell you
everything about your mom

before you go home.

Unless, I mean, you stay.

(laughs nervously)

I am home.

(Jim and Lucky laughing)

Yes, you are.

-(Granger groans)
-PRU: Come on, Daddy.

You're doing great.

I think my horse
is a better dancer.

-PRU: Step, step, clap.
-(Cora laughing)

JIM: Uh, excuse me,
hey, everybody, everybody.

-Huh? -Uh, I have
an important announcement

-(laughs nervously)
-about my daughter.

-What are you doing?
-She's staying!

-(cheering)
-This song's for you, Lucky.

-(laughs)
-Your mother sang it

much sweeter than I ever could,

-but welcome home.
-(guitar strumming)

(clears throat)

-* L-Listen to the wind roar *
-(crowd murmuring)

(clears throat)
* See the mighty *

(voice cracking):
* Eagle soar *

Mr. Lucky's dad
is a really bad singer.

-(brays)
-!Que horrible!

-Take me closer.
-* Trust that you will *

-Okay, last stop.
-* Find your way *

We should start a band.

Nope.

* Be strong, be brave *

* Let courage lead the way *

-If you're staying...
-* Stand tall *

then so am I. (laughs)

* And know who you are... *

-* Wild heart, wild soul *
-(cheering)

* Roam free
to the unknown... *

* And know that you have
everything you need *

-(laughs)
-Hey, Prescott.

-* To be fearless. *
-You're staying in Miradero.

-PALs forever.
-Yes.

-MAN: Come on, guys.
-Oh, my God, that's Lucky.

(laughing)

If you're staying,
you're gonna need a horse.

Whoo!

(neighing)

("You Belong" by Becky G plays)

(neighing)

* Go, be on your way *

* Beyond the world you know *

* Though the road
is broke and hard *

* Hope you keep on keeping on *

* It won't be long until
you find where you belong *

* Hey, hey, hey *

* Ho, ho, ho *

* You're gonna find *

* Where you belong *

* Hey, hey, hey *

* Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho *

* It won't be long until
you find where you belong *

* Wild *

* You're wild and free *

* Flying *

* Where fear
and faith collide *

* Wherever you run to
I will be *

* Yeah, yeah *

* Just know *

* I'm always by your side *

* Mm-hmm *

* Oh, the winds of change *

* Are blowing strange
and strong *

* Go, be on your way *

* Beyond the world you know *

* Though the road
is broke and hard *

* Hope you keep on keeping on *

* It won't be long until
you find where you belong *

* Hey, hey, hey *

* Ho, ho, ho *

* You're gonna find *

* Where you belong *

* Hey, hey, hey *

* Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho *

* Won't be long until
you find where you belong *

* Though the road
was broke and hard *

* Was hoping you kept
keeping on *

* Always know that you
are right where you belong. *

("Fearless (Valiente duet)"
plays)

(vocalizing)

(Isabela Merced and
Eiza González singing Spanish)

(Spanish singing continues)

* Be strong, be brave *

* Let courage lead the way *

* Stand tall *

* And know who you are *

* Wild heart, wild soul *

* Roam free
to the unknown... *

* And know that you have
everything you need *

* To be fearless *

* Fearless *

(singing in Spanish)

* Be strong, be brave *

* Let courage lead the way *

* Stand tall *

* And know who you are *

* Wild heart, wild soul *

* Roam free
to the unknown... *

* And know that you have
everything you need *

(singing Spanish)

* Be strong, be brave *

* Let courage lead the way *

* Stand tall *

* And know who you are *

* Know who you are *

* Wild heart, wild soul *

* Roam free to the unknown *

* And know that you have
everything you need *

(singing Spanish)

* Fearless. *

(song ends)

* *

* *

* *

(song ends)