All language subtitles for Black Beauty 1946_eng

Oh, Mrs. Blake, would you tell the Squire

it's almost time?

Please, John.

He promised me you'd talk to him.

Well, I don't know.

I'm afraid there's not much good I can

do.

Squire.

How's it going, John?

Pretty fair, sir, considering Dutchess is such a

high-strung mare.

Has the vet arrived yet?

He has everything well in hand.

Good, that's fine.

I'll be out as soon as I finish

my coffee.

Begging your pardon, Squire, we ought to get

word to Miss Anne.

I've sent her off to bed.

You know, sir, this is the most important

event in her life.

She'll be so broken up if...

And it's such a special occasion, sir.

Her birthday and all.

That's just it.

The child's had enough excitement for one day.

Sir, we promised to tell her the minute

Dutchess started.

She already knows too much about such things

for a girl her age.

But Miss Anne will be fairly disappointed, Squire.

She's in such a fret about Dutchess.

If you would only reconsider, sir.

We promise.

Sometimes I think she loves Dutchess better than

any human being.

Oh, saving yourself, of course, sir.

Well, here you two.

I understand your fondness for Miss Anne and

don't think I don't appreciate it within certain

limits.

But when her mother died, it left me

with a great responsibility which I'm doing everything

in my power to fulfil.

Here you are, sir.

Oh, John.

Yes, sir?

A rare wine.

I don't often serve it, even to my

guests.

But to a man who knows horses as

you do...

I'd be honored, sir.

To Dutchess and her progeny, colt or filly,

whatever it be, may it match its mother's

worth.

Well, thank you, sir.

I'd best be getting back to the stable.

I'll be along later.

Right, sir.

Why, Miss Anne.

Your father thinks you're asleep.

Now, you'd better get back to your room

immediately.

I can't.

Now, please, Miss Anne.

I can't.

I've got to be with Dutchess.

Your aura of suffering.

Now, do you want to get me into

trouble with your father?

But I won't go in the stable, not

till you say I can.

I promise.

Cross my heart.

Here he comes.

Clumsy.

How's Dutchess?

What with them telling me to go here

and go there and get this and get

that.

I don't know how she is.

Joe, at a time like this, you just

must keep your head.

I'm trying to, but it's all in a

spin.

I promised John I wouldn't go into the

stable.

But I must get one look at Dutchess.

Joe, help me up.

Please.

Please.

But I...

All right.

Joe, I hope nothing goes wrong.

Oh, nothing will.

What's that got to do about a colt?

I hope you're right.

There might be complications.

Oh, Joe, look.

Dutchess is so pale.

How can a horse look pale?

Well, you'd look pale, too, if you were

going to follow a colt.

I ain't no horse.

She might even die.

Oh, no.

Please don't let her.

Help me.

Why are

you standing there like a mummy?

Well, sir, I...

That is, sir...

Joe!

Joe!

Where's that water?

It's right here, sir.

For heaven's sake, bring it here quick.

What's the matter with you?

Hurry now.

I told you...

I know, Father, but I just had to.

It's here, sir.

It's here, Miss Anne.

A fine colt.

Dutchess, are you all right?

You'll do in fine shape for yourself in

no time.

Anne, this is strictly against my orders.

You've no right to keep me away from

Dutchess.

There are things a young lady can do

and cannot do.

I'll take any punishment you give.

You're just before the age of womanhood, the

most critical part of your life.

You must learn discipline.

From now on, you are never to ride

Dutchess again.

Never ride Dutchess again?

Begging your pardon, sir?

Please, sir.

Father, you can't mean that.

I have stated my position.

However, as a birthday gift, Anne, you may

have the colt.

You mean he's mine?

My own?

My very, very own?

Perhaps in disciplining the colt, you may learn

to discipline yourself.

My own dear little black beauty.

My very, very own.

Come here, baby.

Come on, get back to your work.

Yes, sir.

Come on.

You want

some sugar?

Yes.

Yes.

I've got some.

You?

Oh, yes.

Here you are.

Now, don't be a pig.

You're already late for your brand mash, and

I'm due for breakfast.

But just one piece.

Bounding in here, frightening my colt.

Oh, I'm sorry, but...

What are you doing on our grounds?

Your grounds?

Well, I...

Well, everybody knows this is the Wendon place,

and has been for over a hundred years.

My horse got out of hand a bit.

Miss, uh...

Well, my name is Bill Dixon.

Oh, Evelyn Carrington told me about you.

You're one of those Americans.

Huh?

One of those wild Indians.

You don't look so wild, really.

I'll tell you a secret.

I've never even seen an Indian.

You haven't?

Well, just what is America like?

Well, our summer place back in Connecticut is

very much like this.

Trees, grass, some fine horses.

I've never seen a colt with finer conformation.

He should be.

Black beauties out of Duchess de Langley, sired

by a mammoth out of Lady Bird.

And when I gave you Black Beauty, I

didn't expect him to be an excuse for

tardiness at meals.

Oh, I'm sorry, Father.

This is Mr. William Dixon.

He's an American.

So I presumed.

And he's the guest of the Carringtons.

Oh, really?

Would you care to have a spot of

tea with us?

Thanks, I certainly would.

Only, uh, could we sort of postpone the

invitation?

Till when?

A couple of years.

You see, I'm leaving for America this afternoon.

Oh.

Well, goodbye.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, sir.

Goodbye.

Lots of luck to you.

Thanks.

Luck to you, too.

And Black Beauty.

When I come back, I expect to find

a very beautiful young...

Horse.

Goodbye.

Bad sort, eh?

Considering he's an American.

As long as he's had enough.

Too much cold water isn't good for him.

Keep admiring yourself, Black Beauty.

You're grown up now, you know.

Come on, now.

We're late for the party.

This is a happy day indeed for all

of us.

Celebrating a most unique occasion.

For today not only marks another milestone for

you, my dear, but for Black Beauty as

well.

Thank you for your greeting, Black Beauty.

And happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday, Miss Anne.

Happy birthday, dear.

Miss Anne, I hope you'll be very happy.

Thank you.

Oh, and a cooking saddle.

And a sugar box for Black Beauty.

Oh, Lady, just what I wanted.

It's beautiful.

You think so?

I painted it myself, you know.

Oh, such a lovely cake.

Oh, John, thank you.

Oh, stop it.

How wonderful.

And I hope and trust, Miss Anne, that

you and Black Beauty will enjoy it for

money a day to come.

It came a fortnight ago from America.

I thought it was a lovely gift and

saved it for today.

Tell your father I'll be back soon for

that cup of tea.

Father, did you see this?

Very nice of you, Mr. Dixon.

Oh, what a wonderful day.

And I want to thank you all.

Oh, Lummi, I almost forgot.

My compliments, Miss.

Oh, thanks, Auntie Jo.

Oh, how splendid.

Oh, Jo, thank you.

Father, look.

Black Beauty's first bridal.

He smells a rat.

He's smart.

Just the same.

You'll be feeling the bit between your teeth

one of these days.

Why not today?

But Beauty's never had to do anything he

didn't want to do.

Your horse is growing up.

Time he had a bit of schooling.

Hadn't I better help her, sir?

Beauty's actually fractious.

Running free all spring.

When I gave Miss Anne the horse, I

also gave her the responsibility that goes with

ownership.

Pooh, John.

Imagine me being afraid of Black Beauty.

All the same, sir.

A well-bred colt like that.

Now see, look.

See how he fleshes his hooves like there

was devils in them.

Mrs. Blake, I'll have my tea on the

terrace immediately.

Very good, sir.

Back to your work, Joe.

Busy yourself in the stables.

No meddling.

Remember, this is Miss Anne's job.

Yes, sir.

Certainly, sir.

Stand still.

Beauty.

Yeah, just

watching.

Not meddling.

Calm down, Beauty.

Nobody's going to hurt you.

Come here, Beauty.

Beauty, come here.

Beauty, stop.

Calm down.

Now, this is beastly silly.

I'm not getting this anywhere.

Have you forgotten we're friends?

Come here, Beauty.

Now, there's nothing to get in such a

wax about.

Calm down.

Nobody's going to hurt you.

Beauty, beauty, my own black beauty, yes, you

want some sugar, this isn't

going to hurt you really, come on beauty,

now stop there, beauty, beauty, come on now,

open your mouth, there you

are, nothing so terrible about that is there,

now you deserve a very special meal, come

on beauty, come on beauty, you see

sir, easy does it, that's what I've been

trying to tell her all her life, there

you are, let me help you miss, thanks

John, this is my job, young gentleman's going

for his first ride today, tell him he'd

know my weight in the saddle, he's pretty

high, hadn't you better wait till I can

keep him off his oats for a bit,

not while I have my say about it,

beauty shall never go without his oats, to

ride you all over the countryside, so that

you can taste the grass in every meadow,

see the sky from every hill, now

now beauty, don't be a baby, now easy

boy, easy, there's nothing to be afraid of,

come on, there you are, bridle,

saddle and shawl, well sir, today you are

a horse, better stay quiet mister, you'd be

pretty silly going up you

needn't have worried, beauty's a real jumper, if

I hadn't promised your father your job was

lifetime, my father, you were watching, I'll wager

you've been spying on me all the time,

and what's this you've been preaching at me,

about always keeping oneself in hand, tell you

a secret, my temper's been my problem all

my years, now I always thought you were

such a monument of character, you've learned patience

my dear, self-control and discipline, you're a

fine horsewoman, but I want you to be

a fine woman too, my father, what's wrong

with me now, well it's time you were

off to Miss Frawley's school for a bit

of social polish, leave you and black beauty,

oh I would detest it, besides I don't

want social polish, that's what you think now,

and I had a grand tour of the

Rockies, then I managed to graduate at Yale,

and here I am, so you'll be stopping

here long, yes I'll be staying with the

Carringtons until the fall, and then chances are

I shall be going to Oxford, say by

the way I'm very anxious to see black

beauty, he's quite grown up I suppose, quite

poor boy, don't look so gloomy, growing up

isn't so bad, how would you like to

take him for a ride with me this

afternoon, oh father, black beauty's just ready for

a real go, I know he is, please,

he's your horse, then I have your permission,

Anne and I would be very pleased to

have you ride with us, shall we say

Tuesday at three, thank you, I'll be here

on the dot, goodbye Mr. Dixon, goodbye, see

you Tuesday, on the dot, father, I think

I'll show Mr. Dixon black beauty before he

leaves, a

Pizzerina, a what?

Pizzerina, that's American for what you'd call a

bit of all right, thank you for the

beautiful locket, I got it from an Indian,

did you have to kill him?

No, he gave it to me as a

token of good luck, well you know I

wear it most all the time, look at

your mare, rather affectionate, eh, so is black

beauty, you were right when you said he'd

grown up, don't you think I've grown up

too, you, what an idea, you're the same

delightful child as ever, see you Tuesday, Blakey,

Blakey, hurry, please hurry, Miss Anne, shouldn't you

be dressed if you're riding with Mr. Dixon

at three?

I know but where's the riding hat that

father gave me for Christmas?

He said you wouldn't wear one of those

foolish side saddle rigs, you told me to

throw it away, oh Blakey, lucky thing I

didn't, it's been in the chest all the

time, oh fairly rigs of camphor, what's to

give you to wear it now?

Well after all I should, to please father,

Blakey please get my boots and tell John

to put the side saddle on beauty, oh

I've just got to do something about my

hair, what's wrong with their hair now, flopped

down like this, makes me look like a

child, Blakey please hurry, hurry, gracious

goodness how wonderful you look, here are your

boots, oh I'm late, I'll wear my old

ones, Blakey, I think they did all this

just to please your father, why of course,

why shouldn't I?

In case you're interested, young Mr. Dixon is

downstairs, be careful with your skirt, it takes

practice to handle it, you look lovely dear,

but I'm afraid you won't be able to

keep your hair up, by the way you

ride, today I can do anything, say

squire where's little Ann, she'll be down directly,

I understand you've known my charming hostess since

she was a child, yes but I haven't

seen much of Miss Carrington of late, well

you know I finished it Miss Fawleys, what

with the season in London and my tour

of the continent, I've been constantly on the

go, I asked Evelyn to join us on

the ride, yes William simply insisted, I do

hope I'm not intruding worse, certainly not, I'm

very glad you came, steady

now, quite all right thank you, I'm afraid

you're not quite used to long dresses yet,

oh yes I am, I caught my heel

in the hem, I am child, how grown

up you look, it must be your new

outfit, you look very charming my dear, well

let's get along, we'll see what we can

do about an extra mount, oh fine thank

you, Evelyn's mare has gone lame and picked

up a stone on the way over here,

the Duchess has a bad cold and Rob

Roy's in the far pasture, Virginia here is

a bit high spirited, but a fine mount,

come here, I'm

afraid she's a bit more fractious than usual

Miss, I'd advise not to ride her, you'd

better go ahead without me, however you know

I wouldn't do that, I'm terribly sorry, oh

it's quite all right really, you'll be kind

enough to send me home in your dark

cart, oh what a beautiful horse, oh yes

ma'am, his top's all right, the best

ride in the countryside, Black Beauty belongs to

Anne, well that's right, he is your horse,

Anne you wouldn't, wouldn't what, lend Black Beauty

to have one, oh that's asking too much,

well it's the only way we can have

our ride, of course you want your ride,

you want it very much.

You want it very much.

We were sort of counting on it.

Well, go ahead.

Don't let me be the one to stop

you.

Of course, Evelyn may ride Black Beauty.

You can't ride Ginger in the state she's

in.

I could if I wanted to, but I

really don't care to ride.

Why, Anne, you can't mean that.

Oh, but I do mean it.

I really don't feel in the mood today.

Thank you so much, dear.

Awfully sweet of you.

Well, Anne, what's troubling you?

Troubling me?

How could that Mr. Dixon ask for Black

Beauty?

Imagine her on my horse.

You know, my dear, self-control is just

as necessary with people as with horses.

Look.

How can a man like that?

You'd be surprised what men can like.

If they do, I don't want any part

of them.

All righty, Squire.

Coming.

Go easy with them.

Ginger's got her sails up today.

I'll be all right.

If that leaves you light, Ginger, I'll love

it.

I'm glad

you came along, Anne.

Go easy with Ginger.

Changed your mind, eh?

And my clothes.

Oh, why not coming too close, dear?

Ginger seems to be upsetting my horse.

Don't worry.

You're safe enough on Black Beauty.

Anne, stop!

I'll go to the village and get the

doctor.

Throw your saddle over Black Beauty.

He's the fastest.

I'm sure it's quite serious, Doctor.

You'll see.

Doctor?

Yes?

I know Black Beauty will get you there

faster.

I believe you're right.

Right, Black Beauty.

This is the shortest way.

This poor fellow's pretty well done in.

Where's John?

Well, it's his day off, sir, but I'll

do the best I can.

Well, mind you, sponge him down and cool

him off.

Those knees are skin for fur.

You'd best put some liniment on them.

Yes, sir.

Sponge, cool, liniment on knees.

Come on.

Come on.

Sponge, cool, liniment on knees.

Here.

Here.

You keep out of that cold water.

It's bad for you.

Jiminy, the liniment.

Oh, crikey, look what you've kind of done.

You've drunk all the cold water.

Now I'll have to walk you.

But how am I going to walk you

and put the liniment on you at the

same time?

Oh, Beauty.

How's Anne?

The doctor's still with her.

Come on.

If you haven't found her, you've got to

walk and keep on walking.

If you get sick, Miss Anne will never

forgive me.

Come on.

Well, Doctor, the prognosis is satisfactory.

Of course, she's still suffering from shock.

Give her a few days of rest and

quietude and she'll be herself again.

Thank you.

Well, I must be on my way.

Your horse is right here by the front

hitching post, Doctor.

Thanks.

I'm glad you asked me to ride like

Beauty because I'm canny the way he seemed

to understand the urgency.

He's a fine, intelligent horse.

Sometimes I think that horses have more sense

than people.

I believe you're right.

Well, good night to you.

Thank you, Doctor.

Good night, Doctor.

Good night, sir.

Good night.

Good night, boy.

Good night,

Beauty.

Who took care of Black Beauty last night?

I did, sir.

It was my fault.

He got into the water pail and drank

it all.

While he was overheated?

Yes, but I walked him outside in the

night here without a blanket, I suppose.

Well, yes, but...

What am I going to do?

What will Miss Anne say?

Not a word of this to Miss Anne.

Understand?

Yes, sir.

He has a very high fever.

Have the cook boil some gruel for him

right away.

And be sure you keep him warm.

Aye, sir.

We have a very sick horse on our

hands.

Miss Anne, what are you doing out of

bed?

The doctor said you ought to keep absolutely

quiet.

Something's wrong with Beauty.

The way he just neighed.

You know, I had the most dreadful dream

about him.

That's all foolishness.

Now get back into bed and eat your

breakfast so you'll get your strength back.

I had to get after your father this

morning, too.

With you in bed, he scarcely touched his

porridge.

There is something wrong.

I know it.

Why doesn't he get up?

Beauty.

Oh, John.

What's the matter with him?

You must tell me.

Well, you see, Miss Anne...

I want to know the truth.

What's wrong with him?

All right, Anne.

You should know.

It's pneumonia.

Pneumonia?

But he will get well.

But you will get well, Beauty.

I know you will.

He's going to be all right, isn't he,

John?

He's wonderfully improved.

Poor fellow.

How well he understands kindness.

Kindness is the best medicine in the world.

If only Joe were here now.

I'm sure he left us because he blamed

himself for Black Beauty's illness.

Poor clumsy.

He always did his best.

I wish he knew that Black Beauty was

all right.

Thanks for a lovely afternoon, Mr. Wendon.

Now, you must promise to come with Anne

to my place.

We'll come with pleasure.

Oh, hello, Anne.

I was wondering where you were.

How's the invalid?

He's coming along nicely, thank you.

I didn't mean Black Beauty.

Dear, you talk, one would think the horse

was the only casualty on the list.

You know, I do believe this child of

yours would sooner have Black Beauty happy than

me.

I'm happy as a goat to heaven.

Please stop calling me a child.

I'm sorry, dear.

Better watch out.

You'll get your beard caught in the stirrup.

Well, shall we go and have a look

at Black Beauty?

Love to.

Aren't you coming with us, Anne?

No, thanks.

I'm a bit tired.

Please excuse me.

Oh, that's too bad.

Well, have a nice rest.

Take care of yourself, dear.

Now, what set her off?

Miss Anne is growing up, sir.

It's late.

I know.

I couldn't sleep.

Something troubling you?

Oh, no, not a thing.

Well, I'm glad to hear that.

Now, come, now, come.

Tell your father what's on your mind.

It's nothing.

Except...

Well, I've decided to go after Miss Frawley's

school.

A good idea.

But what put that into your mind right

now?

It's just that I...

You see, as I shan't be able to

ride Black Beauty until his leg heals and

all, I might as well put in the

time at school.

Anne, that's not the real reason.

It most certainly is.

Oh, father.

I can't tell you.

I just can't.

You don't have to, dear.

I understand.

You know, I've been in love, too.

It's...

It's so hopeless.

Is it?

I wonder.

You know, people are a great deal like

horses.

There are the morning glories that start off

a race like whopping blazes.

But it's the steady-going stretch horse that

comes through to win at the finish.

Oh, John, please get Miss Anne out of

the stables or she'll be late for the

train.

Very good, sir.

You wouldn't want me to be a tomboy

all my life, would you?

In a race, no matter how hard they're

going, you'd be a good stretch horse.

And I've got to be one, too.

Somehow, someway, I've just got to win.

Miss Anne, your father says you're in a

hurry.

I'm all ready, John.

Goodbye, Black Beauty.

And don't fret.

I'll be coming back.

Take good care of him, John.

Promise?

I give you my word, Miss Anne.

I'll let no harm come to him.

Thanks, John.

Come on, Beauty.

We'll say goodbye to Miss Anne.

I'll miss you, dear.

I'll miss you, too, Blakey.

Come on, Anne.

We haven't much time, you know.

Goodbye.

Sorry I was such stow of company today.

You know what's troubling you, Squire?

Anne, I think you're right, Dixon.

Did the vet come today?

Yes, sir.

He's inside.

Well, Mr. Sampson?

Black Beauty's getting along much better, don't you

think?

I'm sorry, sir.

But it seems that every time he stands,

his weight aggravates the fracture.

And in spite of all my efforts, the

infection is spreading.

You've considered every possible remedy?

I'm afraid I have, sir.

Frankly, Squire, there's nothing more that I can

do.

There must be some cure for the poor

fellow.

I hate to say it, but if he

were my horse, I'd do away with him.

Good day.

Will you wait till Miss Anne comes home,

sir?

And have her see him suffering like this?

It will be many a day before I

set foot inside that stable again.

I just couldn't do it, Beauty.

Not for anyone in the world.

I've got plans for you.

Cheerful, good-tempered, and fleet as a deer.

You've made a fine selection, Dixon.

I'm sure Mary Leggs will make a splendid

mount for Anne.

Here she is, Alfred.

Come on.

Come on, Mary Leggs.

How are you going to break the news

to Anne about Black Beauty?

John's picking her up at the station.

I asked him to tell her.

So you see, Miss Anne, your father doesn't

know Black Beauty is alive.

I'll never be able to thank you enough,

John.

And you really believe that Beauty has recovered?

Well, it was very much improved the last

time I managed to get over to see

him.

I can hardly wait until we bring him

home.

Don't forget, Miss Anne, the Squire is a

stern, hard man when he's disobeyed.

Don't worry.

I'll handle father.

Is Evelyn still waiting?

Yes.

She's in the library reading.

You know how little she's interested in horses.

Oh, I'm so happy to be home.

I could hardly wait to see you.

My Bill!

Aren't you going to say hello?

Hello?

Why, you've grown up.

You're really a young lady.

How lovely.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

I learned that at Miss Brawley's.

You didn't tell her?

No, sir.

Well, you see, sir, I'm sorry, but how

could I tell her?

I'm sorry, sir.

What are you two whispering about?

Well, dear, you see, what's happened is life.

Black Beauty is...

Are you trying to tell me that Black

Beauty is gone?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I wish I could help, sir.

Oh, you'll never know what having you here

means to me now.

Remember, dear, you're a Wendlandt.

Yes, father.

I understand.

Bring the dog cart around front.

Welcome home!

Blakey!

Miss Blakey!

How wonderful you look!

Blakey, quick, I've got to talk to you.

But remember, not a word to father, I

promise.

Not even to young Mr. Dixon.

Oh, I want you to tell him.

I can't go without Beauty Sugar.

Here's something you need, too.

Oh!

Blakey!

Good as new!

Good luck, dear.

Oh, thank you.

Well, well!

How do you do?

This fall has certainly changed you.

But I see you haven't changed your affection...

for horses.

No, and I never will.

William and I are terribly sorry about what

happened to Black Beauty.

I do hope he gets here soon.

He's always in the stable yard.

Perhaps he likes horses, too.

He's been taking me everywhere.

You should see the beautiful costume I'm wearing

for tonight's summer ball.

Well, I hope you two have a very

enjoyable evening.

Is there anything you need, madam?

No, no, leave me alone, please.

Take Beauty Sugar, John.

Anne, wait a minute!

Where are you going?

No, sir.

Miss Anne is not out of her mind

with grief.

She's fine.

Sorry, but that's all I can tell you,

sir.

William, we don't get started.

I'll never be ready for the ball.

Just a moment, Anne.

This is Miss Wengen, sir.

How do you do?

We've come to get Black Beauty.

He's her horse, you know, and he must

be all right by now.

Yes, and although the infection cleared up, it

left his foreleg pretty weak.

He'd be no use to you.

That doesn't matter, sir.

Well, we want him back anyway.

I understood if we couldn't cure him, he

was to be shot.

Oh, no!

No, miss.

Oh.

But I figured he'd do us a carriage

horse and send him over to the horse

fair to be sold.

He bought his keep.

Black Beauty, a carriage horse?

Much obliged, sir.

Now, what am I offering for this fine

piece of horse flesh?

Did I hear 25 pounds?

Five.

Five?

Six.

Six?

Seven.

Seven?

Come, come, ladies and gentlemen.

The animals of steel are 30 pounds.

10 pounds.

10 pounds, I mean.

11.

11.

11.

11.

Hold.

Hold.

Hold.

Major Ponce is 11 pounds.

Think of Black Beauty being sold here.

Maybe this man can tell us something.

What can I do for you?

Sam Gordon sent you.

We're trying to find a horse that was

auctioned off here in the spring.

His name is Black Beauty.

Black Beauty.

His left foreleg was badly bruised.

Was he a handsome fellow?

Black as ink?

With a white star on his forehead?

That's my horse.

I remember it.

Went as a bargain on account of that

leg.

You sold him?

Yes.

To a buyer from a stable in town.

Benson's, I believe it was.

Come on, Joe.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, don't leave.

Don't go away.

Here's a magnificent creature for you.

Yes, the young lady was very upset.

Do you know where they went?

I believe to inquire over at the horse

fair.

Thanks.

He was black with a white star on

his forehead.

Oh, yes.

Blacky.

We brought him round to be a good

carriage horse.

They used to Benson's, sold him.

To whom?

Lest if I remember.

Must have been to some bakery or some

coal carter round here.

Oh, dear.

Black Beauty, a job horse.

We'll find her, Miss Anne.

Thank you.

You mean then she found her horse?

No.

It was sold to the Benson's stables in

town.

Much obliged.

Miss Anne.

We'll find him.

We won't give up till we do.

I only knew where he was.

I only knew he was alive.

He's dead.

He's not dead.

Come on, pick up that.

What a shame.

The poor devil.

Get up here, ladies.

Hey, wait a minute.

Stop that.

Get him to his feet, then.

I'll have to lay the hide off you

for this.

Come on, get up.

Get up here.

Come on, get up.

Get up here, ladies.

Bless the Lord.

They ought to lock him up.

You're a right man.

Better get him back to the stables.

Yes.

And coddle him with warm mash and blankets,

I suppose.

I got my load to deliver.

Someday they'll make law to protect poor dumb

animals from treatment like that.

Come on, get up.

Get up.

There must be somebody in there.

Let's go round and try the back way.

I tell you, my horse doesn't have a

white star on his forehead.

Come on, John.

Here, here, hurry up.

We've got the ovens to clean.

Wash the cart later.

Yes, sir.

Crazy people coming in at this hour looking

for a black horse with a white star.

What?

Why, that's Black Beauty.

He's stable at Bradford's.

It's Miss Anne.

Joe.

John, why clumsy.

I know where Black Beauty is, Miss Anne.

Joe, tell me, tell me, where?

Come along.

You're late again tonight, eh?

Yes, I'm late.

Blasted horse making a fool of me.

I say, they've cut that.

Have they?

Lying down having the police on me.

There you are.

Stop that.

Stop it.

You mind your own business.

This happens to be my business.

I'm not letting anybody misbehave.

Please, let's hurry.

Well, it's not far now, Miss Anne.

Get up there.

The stable.

Stand back, please.

Quick.

Now, stand back, quickly.

Now, please, get back.

It's here.

It's here, Miss.

Mrs. Dixon.

Mary Lake's just bald.

It's a boy.

Black Beauty has a son.

I'll bet he's the pizzerino.

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