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That's Dr.

Gordon? Yeah.

That's him.

Dad, harness Beauty to the trap.

Quick as you can, boy.

Jenny and Kevin, where are they? Oh, they've gone into the village.

Oh, yes, of course. Well, tell Ned, then, he'll have to go to the pharmacist

me. Oh, very well.

Now, you understand.

Have the prescription made up, pay for it out of the sovereign, and bring it

straight round to Mrs Cooper's. I'll be there by the time you arrive.

Yes, Doctor.

Off you go.

That's him.

He's the one you're after?

What do you think? The king of China?

You know what to do. Get on with it.

Yeah!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Whoa, Billy! Whoa!

Whoa, Billy!

Hey, you! You could have got killed. It's my father. What? An accident in the

next lane. You'll have to help.

Yeah, but I can't use you. You'll have to see him. He's bad.

Please?

I'm sorry, I just can't. It's only a short wait.

We'll see where that doctor will have to come.

Whoa! I wouldn't try that again.

Beauty doesn't know you.

All right.

Go, mate.

No one's lived here for years.

My father was fixing it up. We were working on the roof when the accident

happened.

Can't you at least take a look?

Look, I told you I've got... All right.

Won't be long, beauty.

In there.

I said I'd be back tonight.

And this time with a pal who stands by a pal.

Meet Brian.

Clever lad, eh?

Got you here all neat and tidy.

Take it, Brian.

We'd best be going, Simon.

Time enough.

You hear that, Niddy? My bit of a cough.

Well, I got that inside.

In that cell.

You and your pals sent me.

Well, you're going to pay. You and them.

And all of you.

That horse.

Where is he?

for everything that horse done to me.

I'm quiet that horse

too or I'll do it for you.

I said the horse too.

Be quiet.

Tether him up.

Come on, come on, Uncle O'Day.

There you beat it.

Come on.

Don't worry, Mr. Cooper.

Ned will be here soon.

Now, you see, Ned, you're not leaving us.

We're collecting from you two.

I haven't got anything.

You have, boy, yes, you have.

I know rich houses right from the beginning, and you're just the size to

through windows that are too small for briar men.

We'll make a good team, just like the old times before you got tied in with

Gordon and his brats.

I won't do it. I won't do it. I won't go with you. Yes, you will, because if you

don't knock your aunt or none of your pals will see you with that blooming

again. What are we going to do about the horse?

He gets his head stove in.

This Neddy has his sense.

And of course he comes with us.

We've got to keep off the roads, so he can't take the track with us.

Oh.

Unnitch it. Stow it somewhere.

Follow after Neddy.

Well, Ned, me old pal, we'll make a good team.

Me and Bri and you.

Jenny, have you brought the prescription?

No. Sorry, I only came to see if I could help.

Oh, what could have happened to the boy?

Oh, Ned.

Yes, I sent him into town.

Well, I haven't met him on the road, and he hasn't been home. That's too bad of

him. He knew I wanted it urgently.

Jonah.

What's the matter, boy?

Do you want to get out?

Hey, Jonah.

Jonah, come back here.

Beauty's trap.

Money? Where did you get any money?

Sovereign.

Oh, golden sovereign.

little boy.

You won't fly away.

Get up there.

Go on.

You see, Doctor, there's something we've got to face here.

Young Lewis came here in strange circumstances.

It was no need being associated with criminals and vagabonds.

What are you suggesting, Mr. Dickens? Well, ma 'am, the money could have been

temptation to him or even the possibility of a quick sale of black

Temptation? Even Fiddlesticks. He's a good boy and he loves it here.

And he loves beauty.

If he were up to something, why didn't he sell a trap as well?

Now, just a moment. We must listen to what Mr. Dickens has to say.

I'm sorry about that, sir.

I hope you're wrong.

I know he's wrong.

He's a good horse, Waits.

Fetch a lot. Ah, so you say.

He will. Look at him.

Oh, well, he's not bad at that.

Hobbled and tethered, eh?

Wild, is he?

What? Nah.

Gentle as a lamb.

How much?

Sixty. That's your starting price, of course.

Final! Final!

Silence! Silence! He's gone!

Carry her, you little barbic!

Not final.

Eh? Like a stable lad there. The creature is wild.

No, never 60.

Half, maybe.

Half?

Go to places.

Well, you won't get more once the word's out. And it will be.

All right, Weggs.

You try what you like.

There's a sale in Foxborough tomorrow, and I'll have him there.

And I'll sell him, and I'll get what's how it to me.

It's down in the woods, some miles from here.

That is your handwriting, Doctor?

Yes, Mrs. Cooper's prescription.

I wrapped the money in it.

It looks bad, sir. For young Lewis, I mean.

There have been no reports of any other thefts? None, sir.

Oh, thank heaven for that. He couldn't have taken that money or run off with

Putin.

I'll do what I can, sir. I'll get descriptions off and start inquiries.

You can't hound Ned like a criminal.

Nobody's hounding the lad, miss.

He's got to be found, Jenny.

If only for his own sake.

Let's pick up that cart.

You stay with father. I've got to get to Ned first.

But we've got to get shot of the horse, boy. We've got to. And you'll help.

You've got to know what will happen if you don't. Now get on with it.

Nothing to hurt you.

Good boy. Yes, good boy.

Goodbye.

I'll find you.

Wherever you are.

I promise you.

Cavalry.

Of course you're not stupid.

You've got to look after him, ain't you?

Make sure he don't get homesick.

Don't try any tricks with me.

You're no more a pal of his than I am, really, are you?

Shut up.

You're scared of him.

If Simon's caught, he won't go inside alone.

He'll take me with him.

He told me that once.

And who went behind bars?

Not me.

That'll do.

Ah, Dickens.

Thank you for lending us the horse. I think nothing of it, sir.

Oh, I got some information for you, Doctor.

They were seen, Ned and Black Beauty, yesterday.

Up across country away.

There was another lad and a man.

Rough types.

I'd guess one's the boy knew before.

No, I don't believe it.

We'd best be moving off in that direction.

Come on, Spot.

Come on.

Nothing but the best for me and Siamie.

Gold watches, diamond tie pins.

Oh, yeah?

How can it goes?

Easy with two.

I treads on their toes, Siamie bats them in the tummy, I does a snatch, and

we're off in a jiffy.

Ah, you don't need two to nick a watch and chain.

Ever heard of the, uh...

Hat trick?

No. What's the hat trick?

Oh, well, I'll show you.

I'm a toff walking down Piccadilly.

All toff -like.

Come on, you try.

Down here.

Right.

Come on, then.

Oh, that's no good.

Put your hands in your waistcoat.

And stick your stomach out.

Yeah, that's better.

Now, all you need is a hat.

Yeah, here.

Back down there.

I'm acting easy.

You're coming towards me.

That's what we call the hat trick.

Mick, come here.

Come back here.

Come here.

Got your timing.

That blindfold.

All suspicious?

No.

No. Just a little nervous in front of strangers.

Like his owner, eh?

Well, I could take it off him if I were you. And I shall expect you to stay with

him and bring him into the ring yourself.

Where have you been?

Here you go.

Get your horse ready.

It's the next lot after this. Yes, sir.

Whoa. Whoa.

Take it.

Take it.

But this isn't possible.

That man, Simey, is still in prison. He's out. Now, Ned, lad, it's best if

tell the truth, you know.

He's taken Black Beauty.

He's selling in today at Foxborough.

Well, you've got to believe me.

Oh, lock me up if you have to.

But do something.

Oh, it's the truth.

Can't you see?

Foxborough.

There is an auction there.

It'll be over by the time we got there now.

Kevin.

Go back home, tell Amy Ned's back, and stay there. We'll give it a try, Ned.

Come on, Spot.

Come on.

Come on.

Simon!

You! What are you doing here?

Where's that boy?

Ned, he's gone. He'll go away.

Oh, it's you. You were stupid.

You know what you've done.

We'll have the law here in a minute.

What are we going to do?

Amy! Amy!

Amy! Next back, I've got to take duty.

Have you seen a black horse, a stallion?

Well, there is a black horse here, withdrawn from the sale.

Over there, in the stable.

Bye -bye.

I'd be seeing you again sooner or later.

Well, here I am.

And he is the horse.

I don't think he's going for a song, because he isn't.

So he's wild, is he? Well, we'll soon see about that.

Hold him! Hold him! Hold him!

The sooner you learn, the better.

There's room for only one master in this yard.