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[opening theme music playing]

[Siegfried] Hold, men.

-Captain Farnon?
-[horse whimpering]

Sounds like it's in pain.

-Let's have a look.
-[whinnying continues]

[Maurice]
The officer's bought it.

Still holding the reins,
though.

-[horse whimpering]
-[Maurice] It's all right, boy.

Shhh...

[mournful music playing]

[Siegfried] Deep lacerations,
some muscle damage.

Probably torn going through
barbed wire.

He's a beautiful horse.

[explodes]

Captain!

Don't panic, Turner,

the front line's a hundred
yards beyond that ridge.

Is that supposed
to reassure us?

We'll be quick.

Come on, Maurice.

Let's get him patched up, see
if we can take him back with us.

[Siegfried] Gas, gas, gas!
Mask on, Turner!

[Turner] The horses!

Put your mask on, Turner!

Damn it! Put your mask on!

The animal always comes first!

-[horses whinnying]
-[explosions continue]

[Siegfried]
Maurice, are you all right?

[Maurice] Fine!

[Siegfried] Turner? Turner!

[breathing heavily]

[Mrs Hall] Mr Farnon?

Mr Farnon?

Hmm?

Are we still in
the land of the living?

It seems so, yes.

Major Sebright Saunders called.
Got a horse need seeing to.

Right.

[paper rustling]

[sighs]

Look at the state of this
place. It's a bloody disgrace.

[door opens]

Long night?

Exhausting.

Take a seat. Audrey's left your
breakfast in the oven.

[Siegfried] Tristan!I was never here.

Either of you seen that
errant brother of mine?

Um, no. I've been out on call.

Helen?

He's hiding in the pantry.

Ah. There it is.

Good morning, Siegfried.

Do you know what this is?

I dare you to say a bottle.
I bloody dare you.

Hydrogen Cyanide.

Enough to kill half
the district.

And do you know what this is?

Antiseptic.

I found them together
on the same shelf.

Your slapdash mismanagement of
the dispensary could very well

have caused the death of
countless innocent animals...

or people, for that matter.

And we're assuming this is my
mistake because...?

There's no need to get
to the who's and how-fors...

Oh, because it usually is!

Poisons are always to be kept
correctly labelled
and separately.

I want you to go through that
dispensary from top to bottom

and get it
into some kind of order.

Yes, Siegfried.A proper inventory.

You really must start taking
more responsibility.

I'm trying.You're extremely trying.

Shall we not put the deadly
poison on the breakfast table?

Everything in its proper place.
Then there's no confusion.

And, James, I really wish you
wouldn't clutter up the place

with piles of TB testing forms.

I grow tired of endlessly
clearing up after you all.

[door closes]

You know, in this house,
we tend to have a united front

when it comes to matters
concerning my brother.

Where's the fun in that?[Tristan chuckles]

Your time will come.
Then you'll see.

Here.

Before someone keels over.

Mr Cranford called. Dead cow.

Oh, dear. What did it die from?

I imagine that's what
he wants you to tell him.

Eat up. I need to
get up to the farm.

[James] Mrs Beck, we can't do
it for as little as that.

Mr Herriot, I never thought you
were such an 'eartless man.

I can assure you I'm not being
in the least bit heartless.

If you're worried about your
cat getting pregnant again,

then the only course of
action is to have her spayed.

[sighs] Fair enough.
We'll call it ten shillings.

I just cannot carry out a major
operation for ten shillings.

I thought you would've done it

for a poor widder woman
like me.

We often offer reduced rates
for people

who can't afford to pay,

but this is what we call
a luxury operation.

Luxury.

Our Georgina keeps
having these kittens.

I can't sleep wondering
when the next lot's coming.

And me a poor, widow woman.

All right, ten shillings.
Just this once.

How would tomorrow
afternoon be?

Grand. You can collect her
at one o'clock.

No, Mrs Beck, you need to...

That told her.

[dramatic music playing]

[Helen] Second night in a row
you've been out on call.

Comes with the job.

With your job.

Tristan's not ready to go
on night calls by himself.

You think I'm too soft.

Siegfried doesn't do
half the night calls you do.

I'm the junior partner.
I've got to expect to do more.

And Tristan
doesn't do any at all.

You should speak to Siegfried
about sharing the load
a bit more equally.

Or you'll wear yourself out.

I know, and I will.

When the time's right.

Right.

I'll see you later.

Helen, have you asked your dad
if he'll take us up
on the TB testing?

Only I'm struggling
to convince the farmers
to go along with it.

When the time's right.

[engine revving]

[dramatic music continues]

[birds chirping]

[music fades]

[Siegfried] Major, how are you?

A little gouty, truth be told.

Can't be helped.
The price of living well.

I suppose you heard about
Sergeant Oliver.

Crying shame.

He was a good soldier.

-And an even better man.
-Mm.

Morning. This the patient?

Aye. That's the bugger.

Sired by Donard's Hill. His
mother was Three Leaf Clover.

The finest breeding.

[Siegfried]
How long have you had him?[Albert] Three months now.

Goes like the proverbial off
a shovel with no rider on him.

Soon as you try to get
a jockey in the saddle,

well, you'll see for yourself.
George, if you don't mind?

There's really no need...Nonsense. That's what
he's paid for. Come on.

Go on, up you get.[horse neighs]

[Monkham] I'll tell your mother
you died a hero's death.

Go on. Get up there, man!

This really isn't necessary.

[whinnying]

[whinnying aggressively]

I don't know.

There's definitely
something wrong with him.

With him too now.

Take the saddle off, please.

Where was he before you?

Ireland. Brought him
over about a month ago.

I saw him run Curragh.
There was none of this trouble.

Did anyone make the
journey over with him?

I did. Got a kick in t'back
for his pleasure 'an all.

Easy boy. Easy, easy, easy.

I'm not going to hurt you.

[horse grunting]

What say you, Farnon?

He's absolutely wonderful.

And no problems
on the boat over?

Not particularly.
A tad rough perhaps.

Rough?

Ah, well, high seas don't
agree with all these animals.

Maybe he lost his land legs.

[neighs]

I can't find anything
physically wrong with him.

I suspect the problem
is psychological.

As you know,
I have some experience
transporting horses overseas.

They need particular care.

Can he be fixed?

Animals, like people,
cannot simply be tinkered with
and fixed like a wristwatch.

If he's no use for riding,
I can't afford to keep him.

Look, you were always
something of a horse man.

I thought perhaps
you could break him?

I'd say he's already broken.

Our job is to put him back
together again.

What's his name?

River.

Hello, River.

[huffing]

[dramatic music playing]

[children cheering
and laughing]

[bell rings]

Good morning, Madam.
Always a pleasure.

I'd rather you kept your
paws off my petunias,

if you don't mind, Mr Barge.

What on earth...

The only way to dig out
the weed is to take hold
of it by the root.

Right.

I half expected you to be
feet up doing the crossword.

Something you wanted?

Mr Barge is here.

Oh.

Ah, good morning.

Good morning.

Now, what medicinal wonders
do you have for us today then?

Well, sir, if you'd like to
peruse our brochure,

you'll find a cure
for all ills.

Shouldn't you wait for
Mr Farnon before you start?

Siegfried charged me with
minding the stock, Mrs H.

And I'm more
than up to the task.

Anything else?

Just holler

if you need a spade to
dig that grave of yours.

[chuckles] She does have
a sense of humour.

[Mrs Hall] Bloomin' well
need one to work here.

Well, we'd better have a couple
dozen electuaries.

And we are running
a little low on fever drinks,

so a few boxes of those.

Very good, Mr Farnon.
Will that be all?

I believe so,

unless you've something
new to tempt us with.

Funny you should say.

Introducing Cargill's
SoothAway.

Available in pill or
liquid form for injection.

It's a calming sedative,

mollifying the most
irascible of patients.

Rendering agitated animals
almost immediately amenable.

Hmm.

I don't suppose
it works on humans? [chuckles]

No, Mr Farnon,

I'm sorry but my wares aren't
licensed for human consumption.

No matter.
We'll take two boxes.

Very good, Sir.

[whinnying]

I have to get
to know the patient if I've
any hope of treating him.

You're a braver man than I.

-Shhh...
-[groaning]

Easy now.

[groaning continues]

Alright, fella. Come on.
I'm not gonna hurt you.

River...[groaning continues]

All I want is his eyes.

At the moment,
he's not looking at me--

He's not looking
at anything.

There's adrenaline pouring
into his veins.

He's in a state
of absolute panic.Fight or flight?

Well, this one chooses
to fight.

It's all driven by fear.

That's what makes him
lash out the way he does.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

You're alright. You're alright.
You're safe.

[whinnying]

You're safe. You're safe.

Look into my eyes.
Look into my eyes.

Well, you tried, Farnon.

Good for nowt
but dog food.

It will take time, Major.

River... You're alright.

[Issac] Thunderclap. Dead cow.What was that?

It were lightning
that killed her.

Not now. Last night.

There was no storm last night.

Aye, not down were you live.

But up here, terrible storm.

Thunderclap, lightning
flash, dead cow.

Then there's the presentation.

It died in convulsions.

You can see where its
feet kicked in the grass.

Aye, well, it were lightning
that give it convulsions,
won't it?

I have to say, I doubt it,
Mr Cranford.

You see, one of the signs of
a lightning strike is that

the beast has fallen
without a struggle.

I really think we ought to do
a post-mortem to make sure.

Are you saying
I'm up to summat
I shouldn't be up to?

Not at all...

You know, there's folk round
here saying that you're trying

to get farmers to sign
up to this 'ere TB test.

It's in everybody's
best interests.

Well, maybe I'll bring
that up next time I chair
local Farmers' Union then.

Listen, lad, just sign
the certificate.

Insurance company'll pay up.

It were lightning.

I'm afraid I can't diagnose
that as the cause of death
at this stage.

We'll take her to Mallock's
tomorrow for a post mortem
and we can know for sure.

Bloody stuff and nonsense.

James is struggling to get
folks signed up for testing.

Oh, well.

When it costs them
their herd, and government
won't pay what animal's worth,

what do you expect?I know.

Is that it?

You're not going to bend me
ear until I give in?

I said I'd ask.
It's a tough one.

It is, aye.

But I'll think on it.

Good. Come on, River.

I'm not giving up on you.
Come on.

Good. You're seeing
me now, aren't you?

Nothing to be afraid of here.

That's it. One step at a time.

That's it.
One step at a time.

That's it.

Will you try to get
a saddle on him now?

Not today. He's tired.

The way he's moving his
head tells me he's had enough.

He's deeply disturbed.

Undoing the damage
will take time.

But we'll try.

Don't leave him alone tonight.

Find another horse, one
of your most amenable,

and put them in together
in one of the larger stables.

[groans]

Did you get the chance to
speak to your dad today?

He says he'll think about it.

It's hard for farmers.

They spend decades
building up their herds.

One positive test and
that could all be undone.

If infected milk's consumed,
it can lead to people dying.

Surely you can see that's
more important?

I just don't think it's as
black and white as you see it.

I don't want to row about it.

We're not...

[romantic music playing]

Hello, old girl.

[dog panting]

One more, sir.

I'll send you both a copy.

Easy, boy.

Easy.

How is Vonolel getting on,
Captain?

Wound's healed.

Physically speaking,
he'll make a full recovery.

No accounting for
the damage we can't see.

Him and me both.

I was at the hospital.

Turner's bed's empty.
He's gone.

I'll write to his mother.

I should do it.

You've done enough already.

Anything else?

No, sir. Major Sebright
Saunders is here.

Fresh water for Orpheus.

Yes, sir.

I've just been informed that
at five o'clock this morning,

Germany signed an Armistice.

At the toll of 11 o'clock,
the war will be over.

I'm sorry?

It's over?

We're going home.

I'd like you to travel
with Orpheus personally

to make sure no
harm comes to him.

Certainly, sir, once I've
organized everything here,

I'll make arrangements.

How soon can you and
your men be ready to leave?

Oh, well, we'll need
resupplying for
the journey back.

Not just for the men.

We need adequate
provisions for the horses too.

That won't be necessary.

Sir, we've hundreds
of horses here,

and tens of thousands
more across the Front.

They'll need feeding
and watering.

They won't, actually.

I'm not sure I understand.

It's an unnecessary cost.

They've been offered to
the Belgians and the French.

I've arranged for our horses
to be picked up tomorrow.

And they'd rather not have
to transport them alive.

I'm sorry.They need to be put down.

We're going to shoot them?

Order someone from
your company to do it
if you've no stomach for it.

Sergeant, horse.

They carried our men
into battle.

They fought at our side.

I sympathise with
the sentiment, Farnon,

but the cost
of bringing them back

far outweighs what we'd
get for them at home.

Men died for them. My men.

We have our orders.

I brought you some dinner.

Oh, thank you, Mrs Hall.

Um, here, please.

Ooh, is that from
your treasure chest?

Yes, just some notes I made
when I was in the
Army Veterinary Corps.

How'd it go with
the Major's horse?

Well, he's obviously
been through some
fairly serious trials.

I hope that time
will see him right.

It'll heal any wound.

Can't do away
with the scar, though.

This looks delicious.

I'll leave you to it.

[sombre music playing]

[birds chirping]

[phone rings]

[sighs]

[phone continues to ring]

[James]
Darrowby two-two-nine seven

[Helen] Mhm.

He took everything out.
You were absolutely meticulous.

What's this?

My head felt like it had barely
hit the pillow last night

before the phone woke me up.

Ouch. Three nights in a row.
Hard lines, Jim.

Did you not hear it, Triss?

Mm. Thankfully not.

I've always been blessed to
have the sleep of the dead.

After several pints of brew.

All medicinal, Mrs H.

Care to explain?

Ah, yes, new sedative.

Mr Barge assures me that

it'll calm even the most
agitated of animals.

So, now you're wasting my
hard-earned money on snake-oil.

The accompanying
literature was very persuasive.

And I thought it might come in
handy with that horse of yours.

[culinary clinking]

Yes, I took what you said about
responsibility on board.

Chapter and verse.Oh.

Something you wish
to add, Helen?

Oh, I'm sure there's plenty.

Good, then.

And the dispensary?

Yes, surprisingly well-ordered.

Well done.Hmm.

James, I'm back up at
the Sebright Saunders'
estate today,

so I'll have to ask you
to do some extra farm visits,

if you wouldn't mind.Of course, Siegfried.

You know James was out
on call last night?

There's really no need...

Well, couldn't Triss take
on some of the work?

Oh, no, full surgery. All day.

Well, then, I'm sorry,
but I can't see
another way round it.

I have to attend this horse

and Tristan's got enough
on his plate already.

I'll manage, Siegfried.

It don't hardly seem fair.

Fair? Fair?

I built this practice
from the ground up.

What's fair is that I'll run
it as I damned well see fit!

I think what Helen's
trying to say...

I've no need
of an interpreter,
thank you, Mrs Hall.

[Siegfried] Fair?

Fair!

[side door slams]

Mhm.

Don't take it to heart.

I'm sure he's just got a lot
on his mind at the moment.

He still shouldn't have
spoken to you like that.

I'll speak to him this evening.

Give over, I can
fight my own battles.

Mrs H, is everything
all right with my brother?

He has seemed a bit off.

Don't let what's on
his mind play on yours.

He does seem
rather combustible,
even by his standards.

You know what he's like.
It'll blow over.

Until the next storm
comes rolling in.

He's just preoccupied
with this case of his.

Now, get out, so I
can get cleared up.

I'd better get ready
for surgery.

Give me your keys. I'll drive.

Don't you need to
go up to the farm?

They'll manage.

We can drop in and
let me Dad know.

Helen, I'm perfectly fine.
I'm really not that tired.

[sighs]

[door closes]

You see it too,
don't you, Jess?

[whining]

[mooing]

[Richard] Nay love-- you get on
with what needs doing.

Are you sure?I am.

Wouldn't say so otherwise.

Ev'rythin's in 'and.

He's been out
most nights this week.

I didn't realise
how damned hard he worked.

I'll see you later.

[sighing]

Feel better for it?

[James]
I was just resting my eyes.

Cranford's in there.

I'm just havin' me breakfast.

Come on.

Stagnation on lungs.

I can always tell by
the look in their eyes

and the way the hair lies
along the back.

Shut your stupid
cake hole, Mallock.

It were lightning.

You can use all
kind words you like.

You can't change what's what.

I should be able to see
bruising under the skin
if she was struck.

I don't see anything.

Oh, so you're a vet
an' all now, are you?

Wind it in, will you, Isaac?

Cut into the heart,
would you please, Jeff?

Aye.

[insects buzzing]

There you are...
verrucous endocarditis.

See this cauliflower-like mass?
It's blocking the ventricles.

Fiddlesticks.
Them little things?

I'd still say it were t'lungs.

They're big enough to block the
blood flow and stop the heart.

Listen, Mr Herriot.

You know the insurance company
can afford to pay for this far
better than I can.

No-one will know.

I'd know, Mr Cranford.

Well done.

That bloke'd skin
a flea for its hide.

How'd he get on last night?

The stable lads checked
on them about ten o'clock.

River was restless
but not too bad.

I think he enjoyed the company.

Glad to hear it.

[whinnying]

Hello, friend.

You remember me, don't you?

Excellent.

Good to see you again.

What have you got
planned for today?

I thought we might take
River, here, for a little ride.

This his saddle and tack?

Aye.
It is that.

If you wouldn't mind
saddling up his friend here?

Who for?

For me.

Now, then, River,

you don't mind if I put
this on you, do you?

Thank you.

Very kind.

[horse groaning]

I'm just going to fasten
this up under you.

You let me know if
it's too tight, won't ya?

[snorts]

Now, don't worry.
I'm not going to sit on you.

Bag, please.

Now, then.

I've got an injection
that might calm you down.

Just a little scratch.

It's a new medication,
might help.

There we go.

[horse groans]

There. That wasn't
too bad, was it?

[James] Afternoon, Mrs Beck.

Oh, I'm right glad
to see you both.

Afternoon, Mrs Beck.

Good. You've got her
in there, have you?

No. She's somewhere
in the garden.

Georgina. Where are you?

There you go, love.
I've summat on the stove.

Bring her back
tomorrow, won't you?

Er...

It's just a cat.

[cat yowling]

It could've gone worse.

She's out, Helen.
The bugger's out!

Keep your eyes on the road!Grab it! The cat! The cat!

What do you think I'm doing?[screeching]

That's me!Ooh! She bit me!

Get it off me,
Helen! I can't drive!

She's on the brakes![Helen screaming]

[cat howling]
Get it! Helen!

I'm doing, I'm getting it![angry car sounds continue]

We need to make riding
normal again,

teach him he's
got nothing to fear.

What's this one's name?

Pegasus.

Crop?

Yes.

I think I'm beginning
to understand

the root cause of
his trouble a little better.

Thank you.

Open the gate, please.

Let's see how
fast you really are.

[intense music playing]

Looks like you may have
been wrong, Monkham.

[Monkham] Aye, we'll see.

[music fades]

Here you go, love.Thanks, Mrs H.

[door opens]

[Mrs Hall] Look at the state
of you two.

Don't ask.You wouldn't believe
the answer.

Now, before you do anything,

I think she could probably do

with one of your
sedative injections.

Thank you, Jim,
but I'm probably not

going to take advice
on handling cats from
someone who looks like

a human scratching post.
[laughing]

We're staying to watch,
aren't we?

Oh, yes.

Summat bad's about
to happen, in't it?

Run along.
She's in safe hands now.

[cat meowing]

Right.

Let's see what we've got here.

Ah.

Hello, Georgina,
you don't look too...

Arghh!

Arghh! Good God. Argh!

Damn thing!

Let's enjoy it a moment longer.

Georgina, get back here!
Get back here right now!

Now River is rested, it's
time to take the next step.

Just to be clear, Farnon,

if anything
should happen to you,
I shan't be held responsible.

You'll be paying
your own doctor's fees.

[suspenseful music playing]

Now, then, are we
ready to have some fun?

Ten bob says he ends up
on his arse.

Come on, then.

That's it. That's it.

Good.

That's it.

Good. Well done.

Happy horse. Happy horse.

Good lad.

Go on, go on.

[Albert] Hmm.

Somewhat surprising.

[whinnying]

Easy, easy. Easy boy.

[whimpers]

Let me help you, Farnon.I can manage.

Look like you've done
yourself some damage.

It's just a graze.

You have done your very best.

There is nothing more
to be done.

I can't afford to keep
a horse that no man can ride.

Is there any decision you
make that isn't measured

against the weight of a coin?

If there is
a more certain yardstick
then I'd like to hear it.

What about humanity?

When you've seen what we have,

I'm not sure that
exists anymore.

And now it looks
like we're going

to make the same mistakes
all over again.

I... I don't want you
to do the deed, Farnon.

I'll have Monkham
take care of it.

He deserves better than that.

I'll come up tomorrow.

This isn't right.

It can't be right.
Not after everything.

Turner gave his life...We have our orders.

We'll open the gates.
Let 'em escape, run wild.

Maurice, it would
only prolong the agony.

They'd die on the road.

We've done everything we can.

[sighs]

[Mrs Hall] Hello?

Good walk with Gerald?

A little blustery,

but we didn't let
that stop us.
[chuckles]

Goodness, is that blood?

I fell off a horse.

Really, Mrs Hall, it's fine.

[sighs] I thought we might
play our word game.

So long as you don't try
to use any of your funny
spellings.

That's a letter from
an old AVC friend.

Maurice Oliver.

I got it about a month ago.

He was the chap in
the photo you found.

He had a practice up
in Brawton.

He and I went through
some things together.

Terrible things.

He killed himself last week.

Barbiturates.

I've been reading it
over and over and over,

trying to see if there was
anything I might've missed.

If I could've found something,

done something to help him.

But he seems happy.

He talks about his
plans for the summer.

Oh, Siegfried.

Well, I think we can safely say
Cargill's SoothAway is not

the wonder sedative
we were led to believe.

I'm sorry, "we?"
This is your mess.

If anyone's getting it in
the neck from Siegfried,
it's you.

[both laugh]

Or we could just
not say anything?

And pretend it worked.

Ahh, see, she's learning.

As I said, the only way
of surviving Siegfried
is if we stick together.

To surviving Siegfried.

[both] Surviving Siegfried.

[laughing]

Something funny, is there?

Er, no.

[laughing]

Well, there was, actually.
We were just saying...

-Jim.
-Don't.

Right.[Isaac] Listen.

If these co-called experts
come up offering you chance

of this testing malarky,

show them the bloody road.

Mr Cranford,
the TB testing programme

only exists to help wipe out
a dangerous disease

that kills tens of thousands
of people a year.

That's your children,
your brothers, and sisters.
Your parents.

One sick cow and you could lose
the whole bloody herd.

You'll have us out of business.

I think what James is
saying is, we all have
to make sacrifices

for the greater good.

Oh, aye, so you'll be having
them up your place then,

will you, Alderson?

Aye.

I will, Mr Cranford.

[tensed music playing]

Thank you.

I just hope to God
you don't end up putting down
half the cows in the district.

[indistinct chattering]

I have to say, I thought
you were very impressive
with Cranford last night.

I almost wanted to get
tested for TB myself.

Just my usual dedication
to the profession, Tristan.

You should try it, Triss.

[Mrs Hall] You take a long bath
last night like I told you to?

I practically turned
into a prune.

So long as you didn't use up
all me salts. Like some people.

[sighs] How did it go
with Cranford?

I refused to endorse his
fraudulent lightning claims,

so he's understandably furious.

Then you must be doing
something right.

I see from our daybook that
we spayed Mrs Beck's cat?

Yes, yes.
All went very smoothly.

No complications.

That sedative you
bought doesn't do much.

Judging by the
scratches on your face.

No, no. I'll be taking
that up with Barge
next time we see him.

Helen, I... yesterday,

if I was a bit sharp...

Siegfried, it's fine.

I've heard far worse.

Audrey told us you
were thrown from a horse.

I really thought I would
be able to help him.

Unfortunately, the damage
is too deeply engrained.

Some things can't be undone.

Tristan, would you mind
driving me up
to the Sebright Saunders?

[Siegfried]
I'm still a bit sore.

Yes, of course.

Thank you.

[Siegfried]
Bring the humane kit, please.

[tractor engine whirring]
[dramatic music playing]

When I left for Belgium,

I'd never seen a tractor
working these hills.

Everything was horse-drawn.

I got home, and
tractors were everywhere.

The world changed overnight.

Siegfried, I hope
you don't mind me asking...

But are you alright?

That's a stupid bloody question.
Of course I'm not.

None of us is.

Nor should we be, with
the state of the damn world.

There would be something
wrong with us if we were.

Right.

Only... the thing is,
I sort of am.

All right, I mean.

Sorry.Ignorance is bliss.

I can't tell you.
If only Mr Barge
sold that by the bottle.

[engine clatters]

[Tristan] You know, I've been
thinking. Maybe it's time I...

stepped up, started taking
more of the night work.

What makes you say that?

Well, I'm 5 months
qualified now.

When you were my age,
you'd already joined
the Veterinary Corp.

Alright. I'll have
a telephone wired into
your room tomorrow.

Good. That's good then.

So, that could ring
at any time of night?

And after then,
you'd go out on call.

That is the purpose.
Yeah.

It'll do you good.

In the AVC, we were out
on parade at 5:30 every morning.

Hmm.

Maybe I should just
concentrate on day surgery,
yeah.

I want to be at my absolute
best for the customers.

You see, the Cranfords of this
world are easy to stand up to.

It's the little old ladies that
cause all the bother.

[laughs]You don't believe me?

All right, then, you try and
get the money out of Mrs Beck.

Oh, wonderful,

you brought her back.
So good of you.

She's lively enough,

so we've no concerns
about her recovery.

Oh, poor little Georgie.

What have these nasty
people been doing to you?

You can give her
a little milk tonight.

And then some solids
from tomorrow.

I suppose you'll be
wanting your money then.

Well, you've got
your cat, so...

Ten shillings, weren't it?

That's correct, Mrs Beck.

Oh, Georgina, you are
an expensive pussy.

[laughing]

[gasps] Will she be needing
a follow up appointment?

In a week's time.

How about I pay you
when I pick her up then?

Well, Mrs Beck...

[Helen chuckles]

I'd rather leave you to it
if you don't mind, Siegfried.

Actually, I do.

You'll stay this time.

[birds chirping]

I'm sorry, lad.

I'm so sorry.

[neighs]

[gunshot]

Out.

Get out of here now.
[whinnying]

Out!

All right, fella, all right.

None of it is this
poor animal's fault.

Oh, Farnon.

Maurice needed help.

No-one was there
to give it to him.

But we're here now.

Surely, we don't need
to repeat the mistakes
and cruelties of the past.

And how many times are
you willing to be thrown off?

As many as it takes.

A racehorse that can't
be around a riding crop

is about as useful as
a porcelain hammer.

We need to build up
his confidence and trust.

And then, slowly,

we can start to
re-introduce the crop.

It'll take time.

Now, then,

shall we go for
that ride together?

Have a word before
he does himself a mischief.

Siegfried,

this doesn't seem like one
of your more sensible ideas.

Others have risked and
given far more, believe me.

Now, listen.

You can kick me off
again as much as you like.

I'm not going
to give up on you.

Don't give up on me, either.

Maybe we can help
each other out.

Good.

Gate, please, Tristan.

[Siegfried]
All right, River, let's go.

[victory music playing]

[music fades]

[theme music playing]