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Where are you going?

I know you don't like this any better than we do, but this is the way it's got

to be.

There we go. In you go. Come on.

In you go.

Yeah,

these big juicy bones will keep you happy for a while.

Clarence, honestly, we're sorry to have to cage you, but we're expecting a new

patient.

Believe it or not, a thoroughbred racehorse.

I doubt if he's ever seen a lion before. And unfortunately, you get just a

little too curious sometimes for your own good.

Come on, Clarence. We know you wouldn't do anything to hurt him, but racehorses

do scare easily.

And besides, Carpacino's worth a quarter of a million dollars.

Marsh, I don't see how that horse could be worth anything.

He hasn't won a race in over a year, and from what I understand, the best

veterinarians in Europe have just given up on him.

Jack, all I know is if Countess Pomerotti can charter a private airplane

him all the way down here, the least we can do is try, right?

Right. So we try.

Did you put Toto in a safe place out of harm's way?

I'm sorry, Toto, but it's better than a cage.

It's getting kind of late.

Come on, Judy.

Marsh, you think we ought to go get changed?

I left my tux at the clinkers.

Well, I've got a full -dress tribal outfit.

Gee, Mike, I don't think I could get into it in time, do you?

Morning, Marsh.

Countess Barbarotti, may I present Dr.

Tracy. I've looked forward to this, Doctor. Well, thank you, Countess, and

welcome to America. May I introduce my assistants, Mike McCool and Jack Dane.

How do you do?

Um, where's Paula? Oh, she's in the bar taking a midterm exam.

Oh, I see.

And this little lady is Judy.

Hello, Judy.

Doctor,

I hope you'll be able to attend to Cappuccino without delay.

Oh, yes, I think we can.

It's rather hot in that trailer. Do you fellas want to get him out?

How long do you think it will take you to make your determination?

Well, did you bring the x -rays and the medical reports?

Yes, in my luggage.

I don't think it should take more than two or three days.

Oh, good.

I didn't want to have to stay here longer than that.

Come on, boy. Come on.

Hey, aren't you a beauty, huh?

Ah, magnificent.

Really magnificent.

I'm sure you think me a fool for bringing him all the way to Africa,

But I've read all your books.

If anyone can help me, you can.

You are my last hope.

Well, I understand it's not his life that's in jeopardy. It's merely his

career, right? To me, that's one and the same thing.

He's a gelding, Doctor.

And if he can't win...

I want him destroyed

Avanti. Bye.

Good boy.

Come on, Cappuccino.

Come on.

Well, no sign of a carriage fault at a walk or a trot.

I've seen many a fort that only showed up in a run.

Uh, Connors.

Connors, will you lead him into a faster pace, but slowly?

Avanti.

Back. Good boy.

Su cappuccino.

Fascinating woman, isn't she?

She isn't Italian, is she?

By Mary, Jess. She's lived all over the world.

They tell me she speaks seven languages, each one without the trace of an

accent. How long has she owned a racing stable?

Let's see now. She was woman's racing car champion five years ago.

Was she in the habit of destroying her racing cars if they broke down?

You mustn't consider her cruel.

Racing people are terribly realistic about animals. So are we, Hadley. So are

we. All right, Cappuccino.

Come on.

Look at her.

Graceful as Diana.

She's a remarkable athlete.

Skiing champion, tennis, boating regatta. She's used to winning.

Well, maybe she ought to run the next race herself.

Oh, come now, Marsh. You're going to kill Cappuccino. So the question of

destroying him is purely academic.

No, Cappuccino.

What is it?

Cappuccino.

Let me out, let me out.

Easy, easy, easy, easy now.

Nobody's going to harm you. You're perfectly safe here. Sure.

Yes, we're going to be friends, huh?

Tell you what, how would you like some nice, juicy carrots, huh? Come on, come

on, come on.

He'll be all right. He may have caught the wind of one of our animals.

Well, there really isn't enough room here to exercise him properly.

Judy wants to show you where she exercises, Countess.

You don't really understand her, do you? Oh, yes.

She understands us, too.

I give you my word.

Judy, Judy, the Countess is busy.

Oh, it's all right.

We are cappuccino, huh?

Oh, yeah, we should have done that before, huh?

Yeah.

Oh, nice.

She's trying to tell you that later there'll be food behind that door and

going to win it.

Win it?

From Toto. Jack's working on an experiment.

Countess, perhaps you'd like to watch later.

Thank you. I would.

Judy, Judy, that's enough. I'm liable to break the door.

You're unbelievable. Do you know that?

have to stick a few needles in you, but you've had that done before, so you're

kind of used to that, huh?

That's it.

If we're going to find out what's wrong with you, I'm going to need your help.

Mm -hmm.

Yeah, that's right, Cappuccino. We're going to be good friends, aren't we?

What are you doing, Doctor?

Well, Countess, we call it affection training.

When we treat an animal, we first try to win over his trust and cooperation.

He has little enough spirit as it is.

After all, he's not a Sunday saddle horse.

If he's going to be my patient, I will have to treat him in my own way.

Of course.

Sorry.

Perhaps you'd like to look at those x -rays and medical reports now.

Yes, thank you.

Well, Cappuccino, I think we have everything here we need to take good

you.

Liquid wax.

Must be to keep his coat shining.

Unless the cab has confused him with one of her racing cars.

Marsh, I'm about to leave. Any luck?

No, I've been through about 25 x -rays, Ed Lee, and there's no sign of a bone

spur or skeletal abnormality.

Hmm. Well, you'll find the trouble, old chap.

The Countess seems to be in a better mood. Might take her to watch Judy and

Toad. Oh, yes.

Well, see you tomorrow.

Hey, no you don't. If you want this fruit, you're going to have to work for

Okay, Toto.

Now you stand by your blocks, huh?

I don't know where she got this cap, Countess. I think it belongs to you. Oh,

that's all right. She can have it.

Judy, I'll hold it for you until after the experiment, okay?

Hey, Judy, come here a minute.

Toto's really pretty hungry, you understand?

Now, if you win this, she's not going to have anything to eat.

So you think about that a minute, huh?

That's a girl.

Well, we're all set.

Okay, ladies, ready?

Okay, go!

Get another one, Toto.

Come on, faster, Cotto, faster.

Go, Judy, go!

Are you sure Judy is smarter than Toto?

She's doing that on purpose, Countess.

Judy,

I'm proud of you. That was a very unselfish act.

How interesting.

Congratulations, Judy. That was a very kind thing to do.

Most certainly was.

Look how good you made Toto feel.

Sometimes it pays to let others win, right, Judy?

Sorry, Judy, you're a loser.

Losers don't win anything.

You should have at least tried to win.

Then you can afford to be generous.

Only winners wear my silk.

Nobody can feel sorry for his opponent and be a winner.

Well, Judy, you're learning how to be a winner.

You know what that means, huh?

To the victor, along the spoils.

Oh, Judy, you're a winner now.

Now we can be friends.

No use, Jack.

I think she's ashamed because of what she did to Toto yesterday.

Yeah.

Well, I guess we'll forget about the experiments for a few days.

Wonder what the Countess could have said to her.

No soreness there, no swelling.

No fever in the knee.

Let's have a look.

There we go. There we go.

No stiffness in the joint.

You know, that's amazing.

Usually it takes a week or more to get that friendly with cappuccino. We get

along fine.

Did you find anything wrong with his left leg? No.

The inflammation that Dr. Fowler treated has all healed up.

I'm not so sure.

When I exercise him, he stumbles.

He can't take the weight of a rider.

Well, last week he almost went down with me.

Were you thrown?

Yes. I'm sure he gave away on his rear left leg.

Well, maybe I'd better take another look at those x -rays and medical reports.

Would you care to join me?

I'd be delighted.

See you later, old boy.

Look, Doctor, I wasn't very nice yesterday.

Please forgive me.

Well, Jack seemed to be the one that was disturbed.

Countess, what did happen between you and Judy yesterday?

Oh, I refused to give her the jockey cap because I didn't want to reward her for

losing. Of course, when she changed her attitude and stepped into the winner's

circle, I gave her the jockey's cap.

Yes, I understand you're quite a competitor.

For me, life would be an utter bore without it.

Haven't you had enough?

Now you sound like my husband.

Imagine, twice winner of the Grand Prix. And now he spends his time designing

sports cars.

Competition is the essence of life, Doctor.

Well, Countess, I... Oh, this is ridiculous. May I call you Mark?

My name is Lucienne.

Lucy to my friends.

Oh, I thought... Lucy?

Well, I do believe the queen of the jet set is getting neighborly.

Yes, and after you told Marsh what she did to your experiment.

Well, uh... Hey, look at that.

Oh, Cappuccino, I'll give you a partnership.

Well, that's very kind of you, Lucy, but to be perfectly honest with you, I

prefer the non -competitive life.

I hate you dedicated men.

Really? I don't know why.

You're one of the most dedicated persons I've ever met.

Well, I suppose you're right.

I've never looked at it like that before.

Well, let's see.

Count Pacino's been having these fits of lameness off and on now for about, um,

about two years, huh?

Yeah.

As a two -year -old, he won everything in fights.

Since then, he's been lame more often than not.

Well, these reports, um, indicate that all his visible injuries have been

healed.

That's why I brought him to you.

Nobody's been able to find the trouble.

You mentioned something about his...

Lack of spirit.

Losers never have spirit.

I've been through four different trainers trying to help him.

You being the fifth, Marsh.

And the last.

You see, um, do you exercise him very often?

Well, I used to.

But now it's too dangerous.

Don't worry, we'll find out what the problem is.

Oh, um, if you don't mind, I'd like a cup of cappuccino, ma 'am.

All right.

I have some lettuce, all right.

Judy, Judy, I want you to apologize to Toto.

That a good girl.

Mike, listen, I'm going to take Cappuccino out for a run.

Oh, you'd better get Judy and Toto out of the way.

I tell you what, why don't you take them down and let them see their old friend

Clarence, huh? All right, he's probably lonely anyway.

Yeah, probably.

Okay, come on.

Up with it.

That's it. Here, Judy, pick it up. Come on.

All right, Judy, come on.

We came to see how you are.

Okay, Judy. Give Clarence a snack.

Come on, throw him in.

Clarence, you don't like to be caged, and we don't like to cage you.

But Marsh is trying to cure Cappuccino. He's a beautiful horse.

And I know you want to see him get well. We all do, right?

Right.

Yeah, we know what's wrong, don't we, Cappuccino, huh?

Sure we do.

Sure isn't much of a saddle. Hasn't even got a horn on it.

Let's just hope I can stay on.

Marsh, the counter said he couldn't take a rider's weight.

Jack, maybe that's only when she rides him.

What do you mean?

Well, I noticed that every time she came around, he breaks out into a sweat and

his heartbeat quickens.

And you think he tried to throw her?

He either resents her or he's afraid of her. And that's my guess. And if I'm

wrong, he'll throw me.

That's charming.

Well, let's hope I can make like a jockey.

Okay.

Here, Gil.

What do you think now, huh? Well, if he's losing races, it's not from being

lame. Nope.

Oh, uh, don't tell my colleagues, huh?

Oh, Jack, bring me some carrot, will you? Yeah.

I thought I heard Cappuccino running.

Uh, yes, um... Fellas, I think we've, uh...

discovered the trouble.

Well, that's wonderful.

Oh, um, wouldn't it also if you'd do me a favor?

Would you mind coming here a minute?

I'd like to have you feed him a carrot.

He needs some encouragement from someone he knows.

Well... Please.

This is ridiculous.

Don't teach him to like me, Marsh.

Just cure his legs so he can be a champion again.

Good afternoon, Countess.

How's it going, Marsh? Did you make a diagnosis?

Yes.

Yes, I have, Ellie.

But I haven't been able to tell the Countess yet.

Oh, is it that bad?

Ellie, let me ask you something.

What do you think of a horse that gives me a nice, smooth, beautiful ride?

But when the owner rides him, he shows signs of lameness.

What kind of signs?

Well, the countess said that the last time she rode him, his left hind quarter

gave out and he threw her.

That's hardly a sign of lameness. I mean, I've been around horses all my

They'll sit down to throw you if they don't like you. That's my diagnosis,

Hedley.

Cappuccino doesn't like the countess.

Marsh!

Marsh!

Trump! Trump!

Trump! Trump!

But, Marsh, he's lost so many races.

I think he's losing because he doesn't care. There's no incentive.

To be frank, the Countess doesn't like him either.

But isn't that a bit much, old boy?

Yes.

That's why I haven't been able to tell you.

Trump!

I think she wants to be a jockey.

I think you better take her off before she gets carried away.

Okay. Come on, Judy.

Well... I suppose I should go and tell the Countess and get it over with.

Would you like me to come along?

No, no, no, thanks, old man.

This is something I've got to do by myself.

I'm sorry, Judy, but Marsh doesn't want you to ride horses anymore.

Sorry, Judy, old girl. As a jockey, I don't think you'd make the weight.

What is it? Do you want

me to give you a ride?

All right, then. Since I like you, I'll give you one.

Come on. Hop up.

Hop up.

That's it. Now.

I understand this emphasis of yours on affection training.

You said you wanted Cappuccino to be a champion again.

Well, I don't think he will be until you change your attitude toward him or he

towards you.

Attitude? A horse is lame, Mark.

The only lame about him is his spirit. Now, you crippled that, Lucy, and only

you can mend it.

You are a fool, Dr.

Tracy. Just a minute.

You can prove whether I am or not by doing what I ask.

Affection training takes time. We have a lot of work to do. I won't listen to

such nonsense.

Give me a knee up.

I'm going to ride him. Countess, you better wait till I check with Marsh. Dr.

Tracy says he is not lame.

We'll soon find out. Step aside.

Gareth, you cannot go out into the bush!

Gareth!

Gareth!

Gareth!

Gareth!

Gareth! Gareth!

Sorry, Marsh, I couldn't stop her.

We better take two cars. Mike, you go with Hedley. All right. Jack, let's go.

All right, friends.

Let's find some nice grassy turf.

And no tricks.

Lay him down!

Are you all right?

I didn't even find out if he was lame.

Before I could get him into a full run, he threw me.

Then he tried to kick me to death.

Well, he was frightened.

Oh, not as frightened as I was. He's all yours, Marsh.

If you can find him in one piece.

Well, then you didn't see the rhino.

Rhino?

Is that why Cappuccino reared?

Yes, the rhino spooked him. That's why he threw you.

Oh, he doesn't need any excuse for that.

Lucy, whether you believe it or not, he saved your life. It was not by accident.

Are you trying to tell me that Cappuccino took on a charging rhino?

Yes.

He used himself as a decoy to pull a rhino away from you.

See anything, Jack?

No, just the rhino.

He stopped when Cappuccino outran him.

Well, we'd better find him before a lion or a leopard does.

Headley, Cappuccino's loose.

He'll probably head for grass. You want to check the north plane? He's headed

for grass, all right. Don't worry, Countess. We'll find him.

Come on, let's go.

Jack, he's gone to the far side.

Look, we'll go on foot from here. Take the truck around to the other end, will

you? All right.

Want to take a look?

I can't see him.

He's right over there.

Ah, yes, sir.

He'll make a fine Sunday saddle horse.

That is, if you still don't want him.

You really think there's nothing wrong with him?

Lucy, it's what you think.

You think he's a loser and you hate losers.

What made him resent you in the first place?

Did you throw a temper tantrum in the stall every time you fired a trainer?

They didn't take care of him right.

He was always having leg trouble.

Well, that's when he needed kindness the most, not hostility and unpleasantness.

Oh, Lucy, why do you try so hard? You must have all the trophies you can use.

Winning can't be as important now as when you were young.

Age has nothing to do with meeting a challenge.

Once a champion, always a champion, huh?

Well, don't you think that's just being a little unrealistic?

Look, Lucy, why don't you stop competing with what you were?

Learn how to enjoy life and relax?

Your husband found out how.

Maybe you ought to take a few lessons from him.

Well, I never was a good loser.

But don't you think it's about time you learned?

He's running, Marsh.

Look at him go.

We'd better get down there and stay with him.

Listen.

He's scared.

Something's after him.

I bet it's a lion.

Come on, boy. Come on, boy.

Come on, boy.

Cappuccino. It's all right.

It's all right. Oh, that's a good boy. No, no, nothing to worry about now.

Gosh!

Gosh!

There's nothing to worry about.

No, not anymore.

Yes, it's my good boy.

You simply must visit us, Marsh.

I'm entering Cappuccino in the Rome handicap next month. Please try to come.

Well, I'd certainly like to, but... Well, if you do come, why don't you

Judy and Toto?

Oh,

you better leave Clarence in Africa.

Romans and lions don't mix very well.

Goodbye, Countess. Mike, thank you both for everything.

Our pleasure.

You're more than welcome.

Marsh, I've been thinking over what you said. I guess I have been unrealistic.

I even resented my husband for giving up competition.

I think he's going to be very happy that I came here.

I hope so.

How about cappuccino? Win or lose.

I've now learned that cappuccino is always going to be a champion.

Thanks to you, Marsh.

Oh,

my God.