All language subtitles for Oro.Negro.(Phil.Karlson,1947).WEBRip.DUAL.LEYENDA ENGLISHripdf

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

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(McCarthy)
Clem McCarthy speaking.

This is a story
of thoroughbreds

of thoroughbred horses
and thoroughbred humans.

Thoroughbreds are
wherever you find them.

Be it in the lush,
blue grass of Kentucky

or in it the sands and rocks
of our American desert.

Hold it.

Mr. Monty, are we
in the United States now?

- Yippee!
- Shut up!

[speaking in foreign language]

Did you hear my father
bawl me out?

Wait here.

You like that if your father
bawled you out?

Sure, you would too if
you never had a father

until you were my age.

- Huh?
- My mother was born in America.

She paid a visit back
to the old country

and married my father
who was a scholar.

When she got back here,
big surprise, a son, me.

Get going. Straight ahead.

Honorable father.

An American,
you are a great guy.

Can you earn that?

Oh, I mean, uh..

[speaking in foreign language]

Great guy.

Great...guy.

[laughs]
That's right.

- 'Great guy.'
- Unc..

Uncle Monty, what are you up to?

I got a doubt in me
that Chinese don't talk.

[gunshot]

Father!

[horse neighs]

I missed the kid.
Go get him.

[dramatic music]

Might be the border patrol.

We better lay on back
to Mexico, quick.

[music continues]

(Charley)
'Whoa, Black Hope, whoa.'

Hey. Are you hurt?

[chuckles]
You're not hurt too bad.

You almost scared me there.

- Let me go.
- Where will you go?

You can't get no place.

No house, no people,
only desert.

You'd die for sure.

Oh. You're not a white man.

[chuckles]
No, just Injun.

Charley Eagle.

Oh, come.

I take care of you, huh,
little Chinese man.

[Charley chuckles]

[instrumental music]

After all those
years of waiting..

...the letter arrived
that my father was in Mexico.

I hooked rides
and walked to find him.

He was such a great guy.

[sobs]
Then, the American..

...they killed my father.

Chihuahua!

You burn yourself?

No, just cooked finger a little.

What they call you, boy?

Davey. Davey Chung.

Davey. Davey.

Okay, Davey, you eat.

No, thanks.

'Oh, very good prairie chicken.'

Full stomach make heart happy.

Come on, eat.

I'm not hungry.

Okay. Then Charley eat.

I'll tell you something, Davey.

White man kill my father, too.

White man, crazy drunk.

But they put him in jail.

Six months.

For long time after,
Charley no good.

Charley no eat.

Anger eat Charley.

When I, I got to old camp,
my people

very old, three,
four hundred year maybe

good spirits there.

I look at stars,
I think of my people.

I think of white men.

And I know anger's no good.

America, big wide land

plenty of room
for Indian, white man..

...Chinese boy.

So, I throw anger from my heart.

I work hard.

Now my ranch is best
on reservation.

Asian storekeepers,
all my friends.

There's plenty good
white men, too.

I could never feel like that.

[instrumental music]

[laughs]

[horse neighs]

What are you laughing at?

Thinking something funny.

Could have played big joke
on white man.

Joke?

Sure. Race horse joke.

Black Hope can beat all
other horse on race track.

She runs faster than
any white man knows.

I believe...we got luck.

These are my people.

Bring me luck.

Keep me good, too, sometimes.
Maybe.

And I'd like to see you
beat the white man.

Okay!

You come help Charley,
maybe, huh?

You're a good guy, Charley.

Not like those Americans.

Remember, I am Indian.

I am first American.

Hmm?

[upbeat music]

Our hotel.

- Hotel?
- Sure.

Hotel for Black Hope,
Davey, Charley.

Plenty straw for everybody.

[Davey chuckles]

(Charley)
'Hey, Davey, you never
sleep on straw?'

- 'No.'
- Oh, it's soft--

Hey!

Oh. Oh.

I-I-I rent stall
from Mr. Travis.

[speaking in foreign language]

Come on, Davey. Come.

Hey, nice room, huh?

Best room we have
in long time.

Hey, Charley.
Where are we gonna sleep?

(Charley)
'Uh, you sleep here,
Davey, huh.'

What? With the horse?

Sure. Black Hope
get lonely too.

Hey, you get nice rest for
race tomorrow, huh, Black Hope?

Huh? Here, I'll take this off.

[grunts]

Hey, Davey Chung.

You scared of Black Hope?

I guess I am. Kind of.
Those hoofs.

Ah, you come close.

Always go close to
what scare you, Davey.

Come on. Here. Here.

You brush.

Ah, yeah. Take.

Go on.

No, no, you tickle.

She make you fly. No.

Look. Like this. Slow.

She's trying to bite me.

No, she kiss you.

She like brush.

Look. Slow. Strong.

Ah, ah.

Go. You do.

Hey, Davey.

- I think I, I go--
- How you like that, Black Hope?

Oh, she like. I think
I go down to track.

Start big joke on white man.

Don't you think
I'd better go with ya?

I don't think Black Hope
will like it

if, if you leave us
here all alone.

Oh, no, she like it fine.

You keep brush going.
She like.

Go on. Brush. Go on.

Uh-huh. Ah, ah, ah.

Keep brush moving, Davey.

Strong, strong. Ah, ah.

I'll be back.

[neighs]

[singing in foreign language]

[speaking in foreign language]

Hey! Hey, beautiful!

Well, I'll give you a dime
and lay it right on the bar.

Ain't you comin' in
the joint no more.

Hey, Mr. Bucky!

Charley!

Charley Eagle!
Well, how are you?

Charley, how are you?

Hey, you need money
for the pay man?

Why, that man? I paid him.
He's all wet.

Well, I see you ain't
forgot Beautiful.

Oh, how could I?

Beautiful ugliest goat
I've ever seen.

But you look fine.

[laughing]

Oh, I'm doing alright, Charley.

At least, I haven't
had to hawk the goat yet.

- Mr. Bucky, I don't need mon--
- No, alright, Charley, look.

I haven't paid you back
since the last touch

and the one before that.

Oh, good horse trainer like you,
you make plenty money for sure.

Well, maybe. Will you
have a cigarette, Charley?

Oh, thanks.

Tell me, what are doing so far
away from the reservation?

- Oh, I got good horse.
- What?

Fair play string.

Now, wait a minute.

- Just wait a minute.
- Sure.

How could you get hold of
a good hay burner like that?

Hey, I drive mule for men
six months up north.

- No.
- Sure, Black Hope's worth it.

- You want to see Black Hope?
- Well, I sure do.

She's in the stable
around corner

little Chinese boy with her.
He plenty scared.

[laughs]

Uh, I go register
horse for race tomorrow.

Ah, bye, Beautiful.

Bye, Mr. Bucky.

Good luck to you, Charley.
I'll be betting on you.

Come on, Beautiful.

(Davey)
'We're friends, Black Hope,
aren't we?'

(Bucky)
'What are you
trying to do, bub?'

'Wear a hole inside
of that horse?'

No.

He-he likes hard brushing.

He? He is a she.

Beautiful here don't caught
to nothing but mares.

[bleats]

That's a beautiful piece
of horse flesh.

That mare's kinda vicious
though, ain't she?

He's.. I mean, she's not.

She's as gentle as a kitten.
We're friends.

We're not that good friends yet,
Black Hope.

Here, sonny. Try over this.

- Now, hold out your palm here.
- What is it?

Well, here's a little
piece of sugar.

Now, no, no, she ain't gonna
bite your hand off.

Now, there.
Just put it up there.

There you are. There you are.
There.

She likes sugar.

Nice and friendly,
the way her lips feel.

I'll tell you, sonny, there's
no feeling like that on Earth.

[Davey chuckles]
'That's not bad.'

[bleats]

[horse neighs]

[laughs]

I might have known
it was you, Toland.

Beautiful never starts to run
till you come around.

What are you doing
with a neat looking

piece of horse flesh
like that, Bucky?

Oh, friend of mine asked me
to look her over.

Friend of yours owns it?

- Sure. Charley Eagle.
- Charley Eagle.

That must be the Indian
I've heard about

running quarter races
in the states.

Charley's an Indian, alright.

And he's a great guy.

Yes, I wouldn't doubt it.

And I suppose he came down here
to race that mare.

Sure. Charley's gonna run
Black Hope in the race.

And she's gonna win too.

Is she?
I'm glad to know that.

Yes, thanks for the information.

Be seeing you, Bucky.

I hope it's a long time.

You could've done with
a little less talk, son.

Why?

Why, because Don Toland is about

the biggest unhung crook
south of the border.

But how could he crook Charley?

Well, I don't know.

But if he saw the smell
of a chance, he'd sure try.

But he mustn't crook Charley.

Charley's such a good guy.

I know he is.

But down here,
it ain't how good you are

it's how smart.

Will you stay with
Black Hope a while?

- Sure.
- Thanks. Pardon..

[goat bleats]

(male #1)
'Jim in the sixth.'

'That's Jim in the sixth.'

I-I looking for a place
to enter horse in race.

- This is it.
- Oh! Fine.

Here, I-I got three quids.

Okay.

Now then, what race do you
want to enter your horse in?

Oh, make no difference.
Black Hope run any race.

You gotta make a choice, Indian.

My name Charley Eagle.

What's the trouble, Mac?

This gentleman can't figure out
what race to enter his horse in.

- Is your horse any good?
- Oh, sure.

Well, maybe I can help you.
I know the ropes.

- Oh, fine.
- What about the fifth?

That ought be a good spot
for a warmer-upper.

Fifth, $500 claiming.

I-I don't understand claiming.

Well, it means everyone claims
his horse is the best.

Oh, sure.

I claim Black Hope best horse.

Sign here.

I make mark.

Charley! Don't put Black Hope
in the race!

Oh, oh, why not, Davey?

Because h-he's the
biggest unhung crook

south of the border,
that's why.

- Why, you--
- Oh, please.

I don't take that kind
of talk from anybody.

I, I sorry.

Boy make mistake.

Please excuse, mister.

What's the matter with you,
Davey, huh?

Give me a claim envelope,
will you?

(male announcer)
'This is Joe Fernandez again.'

'The horses are on their way
to the post.'

'This is the fifth race.
A claiming purse for $500.'

[indistinct]

'Corsican with jockey Medican
is on the rail'

'and is the favorite
for the race.'

'There comes Charming Mess
with jockey Buddy Lions.'

'Sweet Dust with jockey
Jean Maguire.'

'Tony Spencer is next,
Moonlight Ride.'

'Fish Fry, Boat Fiddle.'

'Number eight is Charley boy..'

Black Hope.

You watch.

Hey, Davey,
why you look worried?

Black Hope is in good shape
and with jockey.

It's not Black Hope
or the jockey..

...it's that crook.

Ah, you forget.

You watch Black Hope run,
you'll be happy.

(male announcer)
'And now the...has moved in
behind the starting gate.'

'They're at the post and
going into their positions.'

'Tony Spencer is going
in first.'

'There comes Charlie Boy.'

'Sweet Dust.'

'And they are all in positions.
Steady.'

'There we go with Black Hope'

'coming out of the gate
fastest of all.'

'Now Black Hope is in trouble,
a very close..'

Come on!

(male announcer)
'Now, Charlie Boy goes to
the front of the race.'

'Tony Spencer is second..'

Black Hope's last.

Sometime last horse first,
first ones last.

(male announcer)
'Around the turning is
Charlie Boy in front'

'going very fast, Corsican on
the rail has found an opening.'

'And Charlie missed both
of the outside fence.'

Come on, Black Hope, come on!

(male announcer)
'Charlie Boy on the inside
is second by an anchor.'

'Corsican's third,
Half Blank fifth'

'and Moonlight Ride
turning into a home stretch'

'and Tony Spencer in
front by one length.'

'Charlie Boy is second
going to a high drive.'

She's catching up.

(male announcer)
'...here's Charlie Boy
in front..'

She's gaining, she's gaining!

(male announcer)
'And here comes Black Hope
out of..'

You better win.
I've got ten bucks on her.

I hawked Beautiful to
that butcher in town.

(male announcer)
'Black Hope is in front
and moving away.'

'Black Hope winning
in a gallop.'

She won!
Look there, she won!

Now we're in the money.
Now we're in the money.

[indistinct chatter]

Come, let's go get money.
My horse.

Looks like you got a good horse
pretty cheap, Toland.

Yes, he crossed that finish line
like a bullet.

- Oh, hello, mister.
- Hello!

I tell Black Hope best horse,
huh.

Oh, I got, here paper.

Too bad you lost your horse.

Ah, what you mean?

She's not your horse any longer.
She's my horse.

Ah, you make joke.

Your horse has been claimed.

You received a notice.
Here's the money.

No, I don't take money
for Black Hope.

Toland, Charley didn't
understand the deal.

Well, is that my fault?

If he wants to play the racing
game, he should learn the rules.

Hey, Mr. Bucky.

- What they talk about?
- Well, I'll explain it to you.

You put Black Hope in
a $500 claiming race

which means if anybody puts up
$500, can claim the horse.

Oh, no. No, I don't
give up Black Hope.

Oh, I raise from colt.

- I train, I-I love--
- I'm sorry.

But it was all fair and legal.

You-you big crook.

- Now, wait a minute.
- You wait!

Not gonna get you any place,
Charley.

He's right. That's the rule.

I'm sorry if there's been
any misunderstanding.

You're not gonna let him
get away with that

are you, Charley?

Charley lose.

Mr. Bucky say
it's fair and...legal..

[mellow music]

[laughs]
Charley, I got Beautiful
out of hawk.

And just in time too.

Because that butcher was sure
running short on hamburgers.

Boy looked the sugar.

Here, I'm gonna pay you back.

Now this is the dough
you gave me this morning.

And that touch
I made a year ago

that, that was five,
wasn't it?

And a..

I'm really sorry about what
happened to Black Hope, Charley.

Have the ticket, snap out of it.

We're really in the chip,
Charley.

And tonight we can go out
and take this town apart.

- We'll take the kid with us--
- Hey, Mr. Bucky.

You and Davey, you're Charley's
friends, I believe, huh?

Why, you know that.

Okay, Mr. Bucky, Davey

tonight biggest unhung
crook from south..

...he get hung.

I-I got idea.

[dramatic music]

[instrumental music]

My home down in valley,
Davey...over a hill.

That home, Davey.

(Davey)
'Gee, Charley. You sure
got a nice place here.'

(Charley)
'Yeah.'

That's Sarah, my wife.

She plan garden, house,
everything.

Why haven't you ever told me
anything about your wife?

Maybe because Charley
knows nothing.

Sarah educated.

Taught in reservation school.

Charley just plain Indian.

Know only to hunt,
to fish, ride horse.

I hope she'll think it's alright
if, if I visit you.

Oh, Sarah, fine woman.

Pretty hard tell
what any woman think.

[music continues]

Ah!

Boy, that was good.

Oh, Davey, you bring Black Hope,
Beautiful, huh?

Okay.

[music continues]

[rooster crowing]

[music continues]

[horse neighs]

(Charley)
'Hello, Sarah.'

- Sarah. Hello.
- Hello, Charley.

Your dinner's on the stove.

Will be ready in half an hour.

Oh, Sarah, how come you always
know when I'm coming home?

Maybe I hear it in the wind.

Maybe the grasses tell me.

'I just know, that's all.'

You're smart.

You've been gone a long time,
Charley.

But I come back.

You glad, huh?

Why you go away, Charley..

'...in the middle of the night
and...without saying anything?'

I don't know, Sarah.

Old ways speak to me.

I have to go then.

Walls get too close..

...must have stars, night wind.

I understand.

You should've lived
a hundred years ago, Charley.

You belong to the old way.

Too late for that now.

Oh, Sarah, I, I bring back..

...surprise.

Not, not another horse, Charley.

We haven't got enough pasture--

Oh, no, no, no.
This is more like a colt.

Young thing.

Oh, not another baby pen
for Charley.

No, no. This surprise have,
have two legs.

(Davey)
'Beautiful, come here!'

Charley, what's that?

Davey! Huh.

That my surprise.

I'm so sorry.

This Davey Chung.

- White man kill his father too.
- Charley--

Oh, I don't hate white men now.

Hello, Davey.

- Is that your goat?
- Yes, that's--

Oh, no, that's Beautiful,
Black Hope's friend.

Mrs. Eagle, please
believe I'm sorry.

- I'll plant your vegetables--
- Never mind.

Come in the house, Charley.
I have a surprise too.

- Can Davey come too?
- Of course.

Oh, maybe Davey
can stay a while.

You know, in Mexico,
I almost lose Black Hope.

Davey helped me save her.

Then you are truly in his debt.

You think, maybe,
without Black Hope

Charley don't roam, huh?

I think Charley is Charley.

Hmm. Heh.

Nice house, huh?

- Here's my surp--
- My wife good housekeeper.

Oh, this Mrs. Eagle's father.

(Davey)
'Oh, yeah? He's nice.'

I think I'll get some water now.

Oh, this is my chair.

Try, how soft.

I think I'll get some water now.

Oh, Davey, you go to pot,
get water for Sarah.

- He go.
- Umm.. No.

Charley. This is my surprise.

Oh!

I thought it was time
we had modern plumbing.

Now, see.

Convenient?

Ay, chihuahua!

Now we get water
from pipes, huh?

That's right.

Now, you must both be thirsty.

(Davey)
But, Charley, we just
had some up on a--

Oh, yes, it looks good, Davey.

[water trickling]

Ah!

Oh, it's good.

But not as cool as the spring,
is it, Charley?

Much cooler, isn't it, Charley?

I think I go see
how Black Hope..

Wait a minute,
I'll go with you.

No, you stay here.
Make friends with Sarah.

I don't need you.

Mrs. Eagle,
please let me take that.

It's too heavy for you.

You must be tired
from all your work.

Here. Why don't you sit down
and let me dish up?

Indian women are not accustomed
to have their men wait on them.

Maybe it's because nobody
ever told Indian men.

Nobody ever told Charley.

You can at least let me
set the table.

My mother always used to let me.

Used to?

She died two months before
my father was killed.

That's why it's so swell to
trying to let me come to a home

like this to,
to visit a while.

Charley's a great guy.

And you?
I sure like you.

But if you think I'll kinda
sorta crowd your house, I-I--

This is Charley's house.

Three places!

That means you want me
to stay for dinner anyway.

I want you to stay, Davey.

Gee! I'm so happy.

I think you're a great guy too.

I mean, just like Charley.

I mean, I better go
find Charley.

[water running]

[door slams]

[rooster crowing]

(Davey)
Hi, Beautiful.

There. How's that?

Ah, let's see.

Uh-huh!

Blanket smooth.
Like girl's cheek.

Uh-huh.

Gird, too loose, not too tight.

Uh-huh. Get on!

You mean ride Black Hope
all by myself?

Of course.

I'd like to,
but would she like it?

Sure.

You good friends now, huh?

We are friends, Black Hope,
aren't we?

- Ah, come on, get on.
- Sure.

- Well, here goes.
- Oh.

Ah-ha-ha.

Ah, come on.

Not so fast.

I'm not gonna hurt you,
and please don't hurt me.

Shake reins.

Look, Mrs. Eagle,
I can ride Black Hope.

Fine, you can ride it to school.

School?

I registered you yesterday.
The teacher expects you.

- Do I have to?
- No use to argue with Sarah.

And, Davey, you'll find the
school right down this road.

Okay, but I don't think
Black Hope's gonna like school.

So long, Charley.

Charley..

The garden.

[indistinct chatter]

(boy #1)
'Can't even catch it.
Now, deliver it right.'

[kids laughing]

[chatter continues]

I'm sorry you have to stay here
all day, Black Hope.

Mrs. Eagle says I have
to go to school.

(boy #2)
'Ah!'

(boy #3)
'You're wrong hand, that's all.'

- 'Ha-ha.'
- 'Come on, let me show you.'

[boys laughing]

Hey, look at the Chinese kid.

What's he doing here?

Hi there.
Are you yellow all over?

Let's see if he is.

Yeah, he is, alright.

Chin Chin Chinaman.

(all)
Chin Chin Chinaman.

Chin Chin Chinaman.

Chin Chin Chinaman.

Chin Chin Chinaman..

[bell ringing]

(Davey)
Gee...stuffed egg.

Jam sandwiches.

And pumpkin pie!

It's sure swell of you,
Mrs. Eagle, to fix me

a different kind
of lunch every day.

I want you to have as good
a lunch as the other boys.

How is school, Davey?

It's okay.

You've been going
for almost a week

and yet you never tell us
anything about it.

The lunchbox ought
to tell you plenty.

Don't I bring it home every day
without a crumb left?

School gives me
a swell appetite.

You study hard, boy.
Do good.

Sure. Yeah.

You know, school is a
precious opportunity, Davey.

You should make the most it.

Yeah. I better go now
or else I'll be late. Bye.

I think I go see Black Hope.

[giggles]
I mean, Beautiful.

Black Hope,
I know you didn't wanna

stay tied up at school all day.

Bet you would have
been lonesome.

- Oh.
- Hello, Davey.

Here, you forget
lunchbox today.

But how'd you find me up here?

Oh.

Charley can track on horse.

Hmm, I can tell to you

Black Hope don't go
school every day.

You, uh..

You come here, huh?

Yeah, but..

- But how?
- Oh, easy.

Ants in lunchbox, that same
kind of ants around schoolhouse.

You didn't tell
Mrs. Eagle that..

Oh, no, no, no.

I, uh, I think Sarah know.

It's, uh, pretty hard to
hide anything from Sarah.

Charley.

I wanna please you and
Mrs. Eagle, but those boys at--

Oh, sure, sure, Davey.

I know.

Charley feel the same way
when he young.

- I'm worried.
- Oh, you don't worry, Davey.

There's plenty more things
to learn besides school.

Hey, Davey.

How you like learn to hunt, huh?

- Hunt?
- Sure.

- Sure, yeah.
- Okay.

I, I teach you
how you track animal, huh?

Look. Here, come here,
look at me.

(Charley)
Come. Come on.

Hey, hey, Davey, look.

Rabbit track. You see?

Look.

See where he go?

Maybe, he have friend, huh?

[chuckles]

Hey, Davey, look, look.

Here.

What kind animal?

- Deer?
- Ha-ha, good. How long?

How should I know?

Oh, sure. Look.

Look, two on bush.

One doing track.

I think they come by about,
hmm...half hour ago.

Davey. You never tell nobody
about this place.

You see, long time ago this..

...all world my people.

And they buried here.

Uh...holy place.

L-like church.

Makes you feel
kinda sad, doesn't it?

- Oh, why?
- Oh, kinda happy too though.

Hey, see, Davey,
I got big clock.

When shadow fall like that,
school over.

Gee, Charley.

I wanna thank you for not being
angry at me for ditching school.

Oh.

And, Charley, I sure
learned a lot today.

Thanks again, Charley.

Oh.. Oh, thank you.

Well, we go now, huh?

[horses galloping]

(Davey)
School teacher's car.

She must have
found out about me.

(Charley)
Better hurry before
women talk too much.

Hey, Davey, button shirt.

Put shirt in.
Close gate! Close gate!

Davey. Charley.

Ms. Frazer, this is
my husband, Mr. Eagle.

How do you do?

This is Judge Wilson, Mr. Eagle.

And this is Davey.

- Davey, your teacher.
- Hello, Davey.

I heard about you
and I've been disappointed

not to see you in school.

And this is Judge Wilson, Davey.

He wants to talk to you.
Shall we sit down?

You think he's gonna arrest me
for not going to school?

[indistinct chatter]

(Wilson)
'Young man, there's some
questions I want to ask you.'

Y-yes, sir?

You were born in
Fresno, California?

Yes, sir, Your Honor.

- I--
- 'Sit down.'

(Wilson)
It's unnecessarily to be formal.

Your father was, uh,
Chung Lee, deceased.

Your mother, Mary Chung,
also deceased.

Yes, sir.

(Wilson)
'You entered Mexico and
returned with your father'

'attempting illegal entry
into the United States.'

- Oh..
- My father was killed.

- Murdered.
- 'Yes, we know all that.'

(Wilson)
'The men who murdered your
father have been tried.'

'Justice has been done.'

'It's you I'm
interested in now.'

'As a juvenile,
you're returnable'

'to the state of California.'

Please, sir.

I don't wanna go.

Oh, he, he good boy, judge.

We want him visit us
for a while.

Good boy, eh?

A good boy who has been a truant
from school every day.

What kind of a
good boy is that?

Please, judge.

I-I don't wanna go back.

Charley...and Mrs. Eagle..

...a-are my only friends.

Charley saved my life.

He's taught me how to ride,
to track, and everything.

I can't go back now.
I'd rather die!

- You would, eh?
- 'Yes!'

Alright then, that settles it.

Sign please, everybody.

Sarah...what this thing we do?

We have no son, Charley.
I want to adopt Davey.

Oh.

Oh. Oh.

Oh, Sarah...how you know?

I know, Charley.

[chuckles]

And now, Miss Ruth,
you'll forgive

Davey's not coming to school?

Certainly, Mrs. Eagle.

Of course, we do have
some rather rough boys

and for a newcomer,
things aren't easy.

But he will come.

Oh, Sarah, he..

I don't think our son
will be afraid, Charley.

You will come, Davey?

You betcha.

You betcha.

I'm Davey Eagle!

[all chuckle]

Mr. Lowell,
this is our son Davey.

- I'm Davey Eagle.
- How are you, Davey?

Fine, thank you.

Pardon me, mom.

We sent for you, Davey, because
we have to make a decision.

We all one family.
Do only what all family want.

Mr. Lowell represents
a big petroleum company..

...and he thinks there
might be oil on our land.

Of course, we can't tell
until we drill.

They dig up holes.
Put up derricks.

Make land ugly.
Land Charley love all his life.

If we strike oil, Mr. Eagle

you can afford to buy
yourself another place.

Fine estate, a mansion--

I want this place like is.

Here Charley have all he want.
Love, health, happiness--

But you may make thousands.
Millions even.

Think of it, Mr. Eagle,
a million dollars.

Million dollars.

What I do with million dollars?

Well, it'll be security
for your wife and son.

Davey.

- You want million dollars?
- What?

No, not if you don't, father.

Hmm.

Sarah, you want million dollars?

I want what you want, Charley.

Hmm.

She want what I want.

No, this takes much thinking.

Much more thinking
than Charley can do.

Million dollars is, is..

Is nice horse.

Hey, Davey, look.

- Same lines as Black Hope.
- Yeah.

And his strength and speed, huh?

No wonder!
It says here

"Black Tobey a famous
state horse, it belongs to

Colonel Caldwell in Kentucky."

Oh, boy! He Black Hope
have nice coat, huh?

Win plenty races.

- Not a chance, father.
- Why?

It says here Black Tobey
stud fee is-is $2,000.

Two.. Oh.

It's too much money.
Oh, two is too--

I've already offered you an
advance of 2,500, Mr. Eagle, I..

Well, I could make it $3,000.

- Three. It's plenty?
- Yeah.

- Okay, you dig holes!
- Fine. Fine.

Thank you, Mr. Eagle,
I'll have the lease papers

drawn up right away and get
the approval of the agent.

- Okay. Oh, yeah.
- Thank you.

(Charley)
'Hey, you!'

You dig holes.
No find oil, you cover up.

Horse could break leg.

That's a promise.
And good luck with Black Tobey.

Goodbye!

- Horse could break leg.
- That's right, father.

Oh, Davey.

We train colt, make great horse.
Win everything, huh?

[laughing]
Oh!

Oh, Davey.

Maybe even Kentucky Derby!

Wow!

Hey, Sarah, you know
about Kentucky Derby?

What would I know about racing?

I read about it in a magazine.

It's the biggest race
in the country, I think.

So! Man whose horse wins,
he famous too.

Even Indian like Charley.

He get Gold cup.

[chuckles]

Hey, get picture in book.

Show Davey, Sarah, Charley.

Oh, horse in book.

Yeah. Yeah.

When we come back,
biggest people around invite us.

Maybe even Senator Watkins
who lives on top of hill.

'How you like that, huh, Sarah?'

[laughing]
Oh, my, she love.

Uh, we don't go.

[mellow music]

[instrumental music]

[laughing]

[music continues]

[horse neighs]

[horses neigh]

[music continues]

Well, hello, what's this?

Oh, excuse.
My name Charley Eagle.

Son, Davey.
Mare, Black Hope.

Black Hope?
Never heard of her.

Oh, fine stock.
Fair play strings.

[scoffs]
So what?

Well, uh, you, mister,
uh, uh, what's his name?

- Caldwell.
- Mr. Caldwell?

No, I'm not. Colonel Caldwell's
a very busy man.

I'm afraid he hasn't got time
to waste on an..

On Indian, huh?

Oh, uh, uh, we wanna breed her
with, uh, Black Tobey.

- You do, huh?
- Yeah.

Well, so does a lot of
other horse breeders.

Well, I'm afraid you've got
a long wait, sonny.

Okay. We wait.

Hey, Davey, you go find
Mister, uh, what's his name?

- Caldwell.
- Go find Mr. Caldwell.

- 'Okay.'
- Hey.

Come. I show you something.

[horse neighs]

Hey, Black Tobey.

[laughs]
'Hey.'

Hey, Black Tobey. Hey,
come here, Black Tobey. Hey.

You be nice to her.

Hey, what are you doing
with that mare?

Oh, I want Black Hope
meet Black Tobey.

Well, you get her away from
here. She's upsetting him.

Hey, you take good look
Black Hope. She has nice slides.

Hey, you know horses?

Well, I've spent all
my life studying them.

I know little about horse too.

I think maybe Black Hope,
Black Tobey have nice colt, huh?

Baby win Kentucky Derby, huh?

Kentucky Derby?
Well, that's quite an ambition.

- You bet.
- Now, what's the idea?

Make a lot of money
betting on your horse?

Oh, no, I-I don't bet money.

I like, l-like you said...pride.

Oh, I see, you wanna go back
to your reservation

and boast that
you won the Derby?

Why? What wrong with that?

Many people say Indians
not good for much.

Black Hope's colt win
Kentucky Derby, not just Charley

but for all Indians.

Well, I always say you can't
judge a horse by his color.

Black, beige, chestnut
makes no difference.

And I never judge a man
by his race.

Hey, I like way you talk.

[laughing]

[instrumental music]

[ticking]

Come, Davey, you haven't
eaten a thing all day.

I can't.

Why does Black Hope
have to suffer like that?

All last night...and now.

But birth is always
a time of pain.

- And Hope--
- Sarah.

(Charley)
More coffee for Dr. Jonas.

Looks like another long night.

Black Hope's worse.

Isn't there something we can do?

Doctor do all he can.

- You..
- Oh, he know.

- You mean it, it--
- Can't tell now.

(Jonas)
'We can only wait.'

Father..

...let me go to her, please.

Go.

Sometimes love..

...best medicine.

[cutlery clanking]

[mellow music]

You're gonna get well,
Black Hope.

Sure you are.
You just gotta.

Tomorrow..

...or the next day.

Shucks.

Suppose it's even
a week from now.

We'll ride up to
the pasture again.

And I'll let you have your head.

And you'll gallop.

You know how you do.

The jackrabbits will
jump out of our way..

...and maybe we'll find
a coyote to race.

And I'll talk to ya,
the way I always will.

[music continues]

Please.

[mouthing]

Please, Black Hope.

If you don't hurry up
and get well

we can't do that again.

What's the use of living
around here unless we can?

I know.

I'll bet you're thirsty.

The man told Charley
you had a fever.

I'll get you some water,
Black Hope.

Nice, cool water.

J-just wait.

I'll be right back.

[music continues]

[music continues]

[sighs]

[bucket clatters]

[dramatic music]

[instrumental music]

[Davey chuckles]

It's yours, Black Hope.

It's yours.
You're gonna be alright.

[bucket clanking]

(Davey)
'Hey, mother! Father!'

It's come! It's a boy!

Ay, chihuahua!

It's, it's a colt!

- I'll need hot water, quick.
- Yeah!

I have it on the stove.
Davey, Davey.

[clamoring]

Everything's gonna be alright.

Come on, let's hurry.

Just wait till you see 'em.

No use. There isn't a
chance in the world.

She'll never be able to get up
in her legs again, Charley.

Oh, no, doc.

Oh...s-she gonna be
fine, doctor.

She's suffering terribly.

I can keep her alive
that way for a few hours.

But it'd be kindness
if you'd let me--

Oh, no, no.

If it must be done..

...Charley do it.

[mellow music]

[crashing]

Maybe Black Hope understand.

[exhaling]

S-sweetheart. Hmm?

[music continues]

[neighs]

[music continues]

(Davey)
Isn't it beautiful, mother?
Isn't it wonderful?

Here, Davey.
Here, help us little.

Don't worry, father,
I'll take care of him.

(Davey)
'There, little fella.'

'We've gotta watch out for you'

'so you can grow up to be a
fine horse like your mother.'

'She and I can ride, and
you can run a long along.'

Won't it be swell, mother?

[gun clicks]

Father, whatcha gonna do?

I.. Look, uh..

You can't.

You can't!

I love her, father.

You can't kill Black Hope.

You love? She my horse.

I raise her from colt.

I love Black Hope more than..

But you still can't!

[dramatic music]

[mellow music]

Davey. Davey, I..

Davey, I..

[music continues]

[music continues]

[speaking in foreign language]

[gunshot]

[sobbing]

[music continues]

Ah! Hey, ha-ha-ha!

'You run just like your mother.'

Yeah, nice horse.

Hey, Davey, he three..

Someday, you, he be friends.

Here. Ah!

Uh, you three months old today.

[chuckles]

Here, heh-heh-heh-heh.
Present.

[laughs]

[indistinct chatter]

Why, Davey, these
are even lovelier

than the last ones
you brought me.

They're easier to find

now that I walk to school.

Black Hope meant a great deal
to you, didn't she, Davey?

She was beautiful and brave.

And when I didn't know
a thing about riding

she was gentle with me.

I-I hear her colt's
a real beauty.

Because of him that she died.

It's not like you, Davey,
to feel bitter.

How can I help it?

Well, if you really
love Black Hope

how can you feel unkindly
toward her colt?

Don't you see, Davey?

He's here to take her place.

Black Hope would want you
to love him too.

Wouldn't she?

Yes.

Yes.

I guess she would.

Hello, boy.
How's leg today, huh?

Oh, better, huh?

Let me have him,
will ya, father?

Oh?

Oh, sure, son. Here.

Hey, for a long time I afraid
you no like young fella.

I was wrong to feel that way.

What change you?

It was something Miss Frazer
said at school today.

Oh.

Miss Frazer nice teacher, huh?

She's wonderful.

[car rumbling]

- Hello, Charley.
- Hello, Mr. Eagle.

Hello, Mr. Stanley.
Hello, Miss Ruth.

That's a mighty fine animal
you have there.

(Charley)
Yes.

Best coat I ever see, I believe.

What's his name, Charley?

Oh, I,
I don't think of good name yet.

We're goin' to bring in
your will.

How would you like to come down
and see the excitement?

Uh, I busy here.

(Stanley)
'This might make you
a very rich man.'

[chuckles]
Suppose rich.

Never get better colt.

[both laugh]

You know,
it's bad for my ambition

to talk to a satisfied man.

If it comes in right,
you'll hear the roar.

Bye, Charley.
Hello, Mrs. Eagle.

- Hello, Mrs. Eagle.
- Hello, Ms. Ruth.

Oh, Ms. Ruth.

Thank you for talk
with Davey.

Sarah,
you want to see welcoming?

Not if you don't, Charley.

- How did you do that?
- Oh, hey.

Davey make friends with colt.
Come watch.

[horse neighs]

Hey, Beautiful, you gotta make
friends with him now.

(Charley)
'Huh, what can do?'

Beautiful only like mare.
Hey, Davey.

- Take boy out.
- Okay.

(Davey)
'Come on, bud, come on.'

Come on.

- Come on.
- Go on, boy.

Hey, Davey, take rope off.

[explosion]

- Hey-hey!
- I'll get him.

- 'Come here, come here.'
- What they do?

[gushing]

What they do?
They scared my colt.

[gushing]

Beautiful, isn't it?

That well should run about
a million and a half cubic feet.

Move about 25,000
barrels a day.

She'd run, I say, about
35 gravity.

Sarah, flowers all gone.

You have to wash windows,
oil this thick.

[chuckles]

Okay, boys. Cap it off.

Okay.

Congratulations.

Oh, that Mr. Lowell,
I tell him something.

My ranch, all ruined.

Why, you can buy yourself
a dozen places now.

Oh, this place
don't fit for pigs.

Look, look, Sarah's gone.
Look at house.

Black stuff all over.

Don't you realize,
that's black gold?

"Black gold," you..

Hey, Black Toby, Black Hope..

Maybe Black Gold good name
for colt, huh?

I go ask Davey.

Thanks for name.

[all chuckle]

Hey, Davey!

Hey, Davey!

Hey, Davey!

Hey, Davey!

Hey, Davey!

I got good name for colt.

[clamoring]

[explosion]

(male #2)
'Look out!
Look out, Charley!'

[dramatic music]

Father! Father!
Are you alright? Father!

[groans]

Charley, didn't you see
the danger signs?

They're all over.

- Charley, not good read.
- 'Oh.'

[chuckles]

Hey, son.

[instrumental music]

Mister, that's a real piece of
horse flesh.

- Maybe win Kentucky Derby, huh?
- Kentu..

Now, wait a minute, Charley.

Ain't you shooting
a little bit high?

Not with Charley..

...or Black Gold.

Oh, speaking about the Derby.

I run into Toland down at..

He's got a horse called Corsair.

He's pretty high about it.

And he's aiming
at the Derby too.

Biggest unhung crook
from South come North.

[chuckles]

No, I don't worry
about Mr. Toland.

Well, he's pretty slick.

And he'll be watching.

I watch.

[both laughing]

Ah, Davey.

'Come, Mr. Bucky.'

'Davey.'

(Davey)
'Why, Mr. Bucky.'

- Hello!
- Well, if it ain't the kid.

[laughs]
How are you?

You know, Davey my son now.

- Legal.
- What?

Davey!

Well, now, ain't that something?

Mr. Bucky say he like job,
Davey.

He up-train Black Gold.

No better man with a horse
than Mr. Bucky.

You ain't no slouch yourself,
Charley.

Ah, used to be.

Say, I just gotta take
a look at this horse.

Come here, fella.

[instrumental music]

Your house is lovely,
Mrs. Eagle. Charming.

- Thank you, Senator Watkins.
- Very nice.

(Sarah)
'Charley?'

Charley, let me look at you.

Oh, you make me proud.
You look wonderful.

Oh!

- Do you know who's here?
- Huh?

Senator Watkins.

I saw.

Well, you were always saying how
he's gonna invite you to a party

and you're not going..

...so I asked him,
and he came.

- That too bad.
- Now, Charley--

Sarah, I don't tell you,
long time ago

Black Hope, she get in
Senator Watkins corn patch.

Oh...he plenty mad.

Oh,
but that was a long time ago.

He wasn't even a senator.

I'm sure he's forgotten.

Horse get in corn patch,
man don't forget.

Sarah,
I let you give big party

you put Charley in funny suit,
look, that'd be okay, fine.

But Charley do not meet
Senator Watkins, Sarah.

Pardon me, Mrs. Eagle.
Your guests, they want you.

Alright, Juana.

I'll be back, Charley.

Juana..

Black shoes.

[both laughing]

Oh, Mr. Bucky, is there anything
I can get for you?

No, I can take care
of everything.

Excuse me.

How are you managing, Mr. Bucky?

Oh, that stuff's a little bit
weak. May I help you?

Thank you.

You're not drinking any of this
stuff, are you?

- No.
- Then I'll take..

(Sarah)
Ladies and gentlemen.

I'd like to propose a toast

to our young friend,
Ms. Ruth Frazer.

Each one of us who's had
a child in her school

owes her a great debt.

'She's not only taught them
the three R's'

she's taught them the meaning
of tolerance.

But now Ms. Frazer is
leaving us.

However, I'm sure
you'll be glad to know

it's for a great happiness.

She's going to marry
Mr. Stanley Lowell.

[applauding]

To you both with God's blessing.

- Thank you, Mrs. Eagle.
- Thank you.

[indistinct chatter]

Oh, Charley Eagle.

Oh, Senator Watkins.

Uh, Davey,
you go find Mr. Bucky.

- Tell him send $1.50.
- What do you want it for?

- Never mind, go!
- Okay.

Oh, it's quite a shindig
you're putting on here.

Oh, glad you like party.

This thing, Charley..

...you and I remember the time
when all this was open country.

No fences. Well, except around
in an occasional garden.

- Corn patch too.
- Yeah, that's right.

I remember one
that my wife and I had

ah, did we have trouble.

Trouble, like horse
and Indian maybe?

Well, a little of that,
but I was tough.

I stood for no nonsense.

- You tough here, huh?
- Yeah.

Mr. Watkins, here $1.50.
Now we're even.

What's this for?

Corn, Black Hope eat up.

Oh, I remember now, yeah.

We did have an argument,
didn't we?

[laughing]

Charley all paid up.

Yeah, well,
the joke is, Charley

that I found out afterwards
it wasn't your fault.

Someone else
broke my fence down.

[laughing]

Oh. Oh, you take money anyway.
Charley feel better.

Well, if you insist,
but it'll play the devil

of my income tax return.

[laughing]

Ah..

Davey, he better man
than people say.

[chuckles]
Now we gotta go over
and see Ms. Frazer.

- Mr. Watkins.
- Thank you, dear.

Ms. Frazer

I wanna say that I'm very, very
happy for you.

Thank you, Davey.

I'm gonna miss your flowers.

I'll miss bringing them.

You bring her flowers too,
some time.

Oh, you bet I will, Davey.

You're a fine man, Mr. Lowell.

I think you make Ms. Frazer
very happy.

- Can I shake your hand?
- Why, thank you, Davey.

Thank you.

You know, Charley pretty proud
of Davey.

Yes, I know you are.

You know, Charley,
you are very lucky

and I told you
you'd be a millionaire.

You're pretty lucky, too,
Mr. Stanley.

You got more than money.

Oh, Mr. Watkins.

Uh, I want to ask question.

Yes, Charley.

Your shoes hurt?

Ah, well, I tell you, Charley.

After you've worn them
for 50 years like I have

they begin to ease up.

Fifty years!

Too long.

[Charley chuckles]

You feel like good run today,
huh?

And don't forget
what I told you, son.

Keep him close to the rail.

And when you get to the stretch,
give him his head.

Okay.

You take good care, Davey, huh?

Who do you think's smart,
Black Gold or the boy?

[chuckles]
Oh, Davey pretty smart boy.

What's the matter?

Just missed beat.

Missed beat, huh?

Sarah tells me you've had a
couple of bad attacks lately.

Oh, you don't listen to Sarah.
She worry too much.

You know,
you never have gotten over

that accident at the oil well.

You oughta take better care
of yourself, Charley.

Mr. Bucky, now you don't worry.

- We watch horse.
- Alright.

And don't forget what
I told you, Davey. You set?

Go!

Mr. Bucky, you think Davey
make good jockey?

Well, he got pretty good hands.

Okay.

You make Davey best jockey?

Well, I'll work on him.

- Davey!
- 'Davey!'

Davey!

- Are you hurt, Davey?
- No.

- Huh?
- I'm okay.

Let's get Black Gold right back
on the track.

Did you see that?
He wanted Ms. Beautiful

that's why he jumped over
the rail.

- Right..
- Father!

Father!

What happened, father?

Hey, you have bad fall, son.

- Are you hurt?
- No, I'm alright.

Davey, get the doctor.

Are you sure you're alright?

- Davey, get the doctor.
- Okay, Mr. Bucky.

You wouldn't listen
to your old pal, huh?

I told you
not to come down here.

You ought to stay up at the
house. I can manage this horse.

Mr. Bucky..

I think...Charley lose race.

Oh, don't give me that. Listen.

Let's get up to the house.

Here, take your cane.

Go easy.

'Alright.'

Thank you, Vona.

You can leave Mr. Eagle's out
for when he comes in.

[door opens]

Charley.

Oh, Charley.

Sarah..

You're..

You're going away?

Time come for that.

'You angry?'

Oh, no, Charley.

I'm not angry.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Charley.

[door closes]

[choir vocalizing]

[choir vocalizing]

[instrumental music]

Charley.

- Charley.
- Father.

Sarah, Davey..

Black Gold.

We're all here, father.

The whole family.

You wandered away so many times,
Charley.

This time, don't go away.

This time,
not up to Charley.

You.. You look so cold, Charley.

Fire...going out.

[Black Gold neighs]

Ah, Black Gold.

Black Gold..

- Black Gold.
- She loves you, father.

You win Kentucky Derby
for me, huh?

You just be like Black Hope.

That'd be fine.

Davey..

Davey..

You made same stuff
like Black Gold.

'Stuff don't let men
and horse ever quit.'

'You run, you runed it.'

'You run, don't stop, Davey.'

When they give Sarah gold cup..

...just stand by.

Sarah,
you stand up proud, like..

...like Indian woman.

[mellow music]

Charley..

For the first time in my life,
I wish I were a white woman.

Why?

So I could cry.

It is not reason to cry.

'Charley ever only want..'

How...how can I tell..

...how you made Charley one..

...lucky Indian?

She..

...she won.

Won.

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

(male announcer)
'Racing fans, good afternoon.'

'This is Glenn McCarthy'

'bringing you America's
outstanding horse race'

'the Kentucky Derby.'

'Sixteen of the nation's
finest three-year-old's'

'are here at lovely old
Churchill Downs'

'in Louisville.'

Black Gold,
you're really ready, boy.

This is the day
that we hoped and prayed for

all of our life,
and you just got to win.

And when you do, honey

I'll teach you personally

all the rest of my life.

Get in there, sweetheart.

Don't you forget.

Beautiful is gonna be listening
on the radio.

And you just can't let us down.

Hello, Bucky.

I heard you were training
Black Gold.

Your hearing is still alright,
Toland.

I also heard he was running
a bit wide

turning into the stretch.

Oh, yeah?
Well, you heard wrong.

So that's the offspring
of the mare

Charley Eagle stole from me.

Stole from you?

Listen, Toland, don't your
conscience ever bother you?

- 'Hello, Mr. Bucky.'
- Hello, Mrs. Eagle.

How're you doing, Mrs. Eagle?
I am Don Toland.

Oh, how do you do?

- Mr. Bucky has spoken of you.
- Oh, yes.

Of course you know, Mrs. Eagle,
I have horse in the derby too.

Yes, Corsair.

Mr. Bucky tells me
it's a good horse.

Well, I think so.

- Hello, mother.
- Hello there, youngster.

- You remember me from Mexico?
- Yes, sir.

- Davey is my son now.
- So I understand.

And he's going to ride
Black Gold I hear.

That's right.

Well, it's a little difficult
to, to imagine.

Imagine what?

A Chinese kid and an Indian

trying to
win the Kentucky Derby.

As for the Kentucky Derby,
it's an open race.

May the best horse win.

- Goodbye, Mr. Toland.
- Goodbye, Mrs. Eagle.

And may the best horse win.

Mrs. Eagle,
you surely remind me of Charley.

The way you handle things.

[buzzer buzzes]

Davey, don't forget.

When you hit the turn
heading for home

Black Gold still remembers
Beautiful and runs wide.

So talk to him, sonny.

Please talk to him and hold him
close to that rail.

- Okay, Mr. Bucky.
- 'Just a minute, Mr. Bucky.'

Davey, this is the moment
Charley dreamed of.

I know, mother.

Remember what he always said.

In every race,
there must be losers.

If you win,
you win for Charley.

If you lose,
lose in the best way you can.

We'll win, mother.

Even if we're losing,
we'll keep on running.

I know you will, son.

And Davey..

...Charley will ride
with you today.

[bugle call]

I remember when I told you
about Black Gold.

He runs wide on the turn
into the home stretch.

Good luck, Hal.

(male announcer)
'...in a few more moments,
the great race will be on.'

'Now, it calls for the most
sentimental ceremony'

'in the sport of Keynes.'

'A beautiful tradition
of the Kentucky Derby.'

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

Pardon me, mister.

Oh, sorry, Bucky.

(male announcer)
'Stevedore and Black Gold
are among the outsiders.'

'Looks to me
like this is the biggest'

'crowd in history of the derby.'

'I know people are here from
every part of the world.'

'Now the horses
are entering their'

'stalls in the starting gate.'

'Leonardo is in his stall.'

'There, catching Stevedore,
Rodeo, Alabama'

'and the dark horse of the race,
Black Gold.'

'And number six, Corsair,
the favorite.'

'Speaking of that dark horse,
Black Gold'

'he's from Oklahoma,
and a beauty too.'

'His rider Davey Eagle is one
of the few Chinese jockeys'

'I've ever seen.'

Steady boy.

(male announcer)
'Ah-ah! Macorito. Don't run your
derby before the start.'

'You know little horses this
race is mile and a quarter'

'and you're carrying
your dirty weight.'

'Stevedore and Leonardo,
heading beautifully.'

'Macorito's in the stall.'

'Alabama's okay. Uh-oh!'

'Rodeo just backed out
of the stall.'

'Black Gold standing
perfectly still.'

'So is Corsair and Leonardo,
and Stevedore.'

'Uh! Rodeo rearing up
like a circus horse.'

'Now they're leading Rodeo
back into his stall.'

'Things are looking better.'

'On your toes,
horses and jockeys.'

'We might get a start any
instance, steady everybody.'

'And it looks like..
And now!'

[bell rings]

'And he takes the lead over
on the inside there.'

'And Corsair, and Macorito,
and Alabama..'

'Lady Irena coming
right at him and Stevedore..'

'And back in the rear are
Chummy Chee and White Gold.'

'And now as they rush
past the stand'

'for the first time
in this newly..'

Black Gold, come on,
honey!

(male announcer)
'Alabama, thirds gets in
right..'

'Corsair is back in fifth place,
Macorito is about sixth'

'and Black Gold and Chummy
Chee are still working up..'

That's right. Five!

Beautiful!

(male announcer)
'It is Leonardo
still on the lead.'

'Sarah Catcher is not going
to let him get away.'

'Black Gold has gotten off a bad
pocket in the rear'

'and he's whooping up
very rapidly on these horses'

'but he has the reputation
in the West'

'of running wide
in the turns.'

'So far, he's going
straight and through.'

'Now the boys around
around that park turn..'

Keep it now!
That's right!

Come on up!

Right about now, Black Gold!

'Sarah Catcher right in,
and there goes Black Gold.'

Watch out!

- Watch it!
- Don't leave that wide!

(male announcer)
'But there he goes again
and he's way out..'

For Charley, Davey.
For Charley.

(male announcer)
'Fighting hard. Now that Chummy
has got Black Gold'

'under control, he's
bringing him back in again.'

'And Leonardo is still fighting,
and Corsair is heading..'

'Corsair's the horse...'

'No question of it.
Leonardo fighting.'

'But he can't last, Stevedore is
moving up strongly.'

'And Rodeo is right there, but
Black Gold is in the picture.'

'Once again, he's coming at it.'

Come on, Black Gold!

'Leonardo's fighting, but it is
Corsair and Black Gold'

'looking to out this race'

'with Stevedore coming very
strong on the inside'

'but it looks to me like
it's Corsair and Black Gold..'

'A real head and head finish
out of this race.'

'I can see Black Gold
making the lead.'

'Or maybe not.
It's a two-horse race now.'

'Corsair out..'

'It looks like it's
going to Black Gold.'

'No, it's going in Corsair.
But, no, Black Gold!'

'Black Gold and Corsair
fighting it out'

'and Black Gold's the winner.'

[all cheering]

(male announcer)
'Mrs. Eagle, please go
to the presentation stand.'

[crowd cheering]

- That was a great ride, my boy.
- Thank you, sir.

Mother.
Pardon me, fellas.

Mrs. Eagle,
I'm Colonel Caldwell.

Here.
Thank you.

This is an especially
great honor for me

to have the pleasure
of rewarding you

the Kentucky Derby
winner's gold cup.

And I congratulate you

for the gallant victory of your
magnificent horse Black Gold.

And now, would you like to say
just a few words?

I want to thank everyone
who is here..

...and the one who is not.

[crowd cheering]

Chi-hua-hua!

[instrumental music]

[crowd applauding]