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Pete Culpepper: She's still

there.

Ray Dokes: I didn't ask.

The hell you didn't.

Want a beer?

Yeah.

You try it.

Thanks.

I missed breathing this air.

How can anybody miss air?

You can miss anything if you

go without it long enough.

Track announcer: They're off!

The 52nd run of the Sir John

MacDonald Stakes is underway,

and Jumping Jack Flash,

the four year old from Stanton

Stables moves directly in front,

followed by...

And in the back stretch, jockey

Juan Romano has Jumping Jack

Flash on a comfortable lead.

Jockey: Hyah!

At the quarter mile in

25 seconds flat!

It's Jumping Jack Flash

increasing his advantage.

And they're rounding the far

turn. It's Jumping Jack Flash

with devastating acceleration.

We're three furlongs from home.

It's Jumping Jack Flash

leaving this field in his wake.

A furlong and a half out,

Jumping Jack Flash by seven.

Incredible, 10 lengths now.

Coming to the wire,

Jumping Jack Flash.

Sandy Hawley: That's one

hell of a horse.

See you at the Breeder's Cup?

Jackson Jones: Thanks, Sandy.

He was much the best and he

blew them away. He won it

by 10 and a half lengths.

And Jumping Jack Flash...

Billy Caan: You bet against

your own horse?

Sonny Stanton: Bet against

my father's horse.

Why'd you do that?

Because nobody else does.

I was thinking

of that chestnut mare, Jack.

That Jimmy Buck's a good stud.

I think she's gonna throw us

a winner. Not just Woodbine.

Louisville, Kentucky.

Baltimore, Maryland. The Big

Apple. What do you think?

I think I've got too much

to do to worry about races that

haven't been run by horses

that haven't been born.

Earl Stanton: Yeah, don't plan

your future around my horses,

Sonny.

I got plans of my own.

I might surprise you yet, dad.

See you in New York, Jack.

Can't figure you missing

Saturday's race.

Well, you know, she's got

some big shindig down

in the Islands.

Wouldn't want to miss that.

Hey. You all set?

Gena Stanton: All set.

Careful, Sonny. You wouldn't

want to spill your breakfast.

Paulie Stanton: Hey, Biscuit.

Biscuit!

Hey. Don't be scared.

Earl, can you get the dog?

What are you up to? Huh?

Thanks, Paulie.

You guys heading out now,

Uncle Earl?

Yeah, we are. Listen, I'm

not going to be here Saturday.

I want you to look after

my horse, okay?

Don't you worry about

the Flash. You just... you have

a good time.

Come on, there, Biscuit.

There you go.

Aw, thanks.

All right.

Where you been?

Dean Calder: Jesus Christ.

I stopped for lunch, Jackson.

Liquid lunch? I want you to

get that roan, get her up to

the Double D in London. Get

her bred to Rambling River.

Rambling River?

Why that stud?

Dude, when you show up late

half in the bag, you want to

ask questions? Show up early

sometime. We'll talk about

the business.

Are these two clowns going

to run the stables?

No, and neither are you,

Sonny. Now go on, get that mare

loaded. Get her up to London.

I'm going to Woodvine. Sonny,

you can carry on

with your duties there.

Boom.

When you running him?

Claimer. Saturday.

Fort Erie.

What's he done?

Well, he won last month.

Come out of it with a cracked

hoof, though. I epoxied it.

Looks all right now, but I

won't know for sure till

I run him again.

Are you racing those mares?

Nah, they're finished racing.

That chestnut's in foal.

How the hell you making

a living, Pete?

Who said I was?

Got my corn to come off.

Could be I get another

couple wins out of this gelding.

Could be he'll break down

again next time out. It's not

a young horse.

You're a pessimistic son of

a bitch for somebody who just

got out of jail.

Build a subdivision right

at the base of the escarpment.

Near the state lots. Every

house overlooking the golf

course. You just bulldoze

that farmhouse and those shacks.

You build the clubhouse right

there.

Beautiful.

Dan Rockwell: You think

you can swing all this?

We're talking about

a lot of money here.

I can't believe

you'd ask me that, Rock.

Bonnie: Hey.

Well, if it isn't the prodigal.

Huh. I mean, with no calf

to kill.

How's that Bible of yours

feel about serving a man

a rye whiskey?

Steve Allman: Hey, Bonnie.

Dan Rockwell been in?

I've not seen his royal

highness today.

I'll have a 50, Bonnie,

and get Ray here another.

How you doing, buddy?

Never better. Thought you

were out at the tarsands

getting rich.

Yeah, I've been back over

a year.

You back farming?

I was. I'm a roofer these

days. Old man sold the farm.

Sold it to Sonny Stanton.

Looks like Sonny wants to buy

out the whole concession.

Why the hell would he do

that? He's no farmer.

Yeah, no shit. What about

you? Still playing ball

down in the States?

No. I've been out of it

a couple years. Looking for

a job right now.

Really? Well, I'm

shorthanded. Busy as hell.

I'm here to pick up another

subdivision. You wanna lay

shingles for a living? You can

start tomorrow if you want.

All right.

Great.

I've gotta hit the jets.

How you doing, Steve?

What are you doing here?

Shit.

Taking a leak. Hope I'm

better at it than you.

Psycho.

Put in 44 units in this

cul de sac right here. Gotta

be finished in a month. Not two

months, okay? Sonny and I got

a pretty big job coming up.

Could be good for you, Steve.

It'll be done.

Good.

This is Ray. He's working

for me.

Great.

That's Ray Dokes.

This asshole ain't working

on my site.

You're not the only

developer out there. You can

shove your subdivision

up your ass.

Man: Whoa!

Asshole.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. I got

nothing against ex-cons.

I just don't trust them.

Fuck you.

First free drink

I've had in a while.

I'll see you in the morning.

What are you shooting?

Etta Parr: Rats.

You gotta stay out here.

Homer's inside. You'll remember

he's not your biggest fan.

How is Homer anyway?

He's fine. He's 75. He's

bound to slow down a little.

This place is going to hell

in a handbasket.

You'd know more about that

particular destination than me.

Besides, Sonny Stanton doesn't

share your point of view. He's

been trying to buy the place.

Is Homer gonna sell?

Not if I have any say in it.

Sonny's not used to hearing

the word no.

Well, he's going to hear it

from me. That's Pete

Culpepper's truck. You sure you

should be driving? I can smell

the whiskey from here.

Well, I can make another

mile or two.

Why, you worried about me?

Not anymore, I'm not.

So how's Etta?

How do you know I saw Etta?

You got that dopey look

about you.

I can have that look without

seeing Etta. Looks like she's

running the place on her own.

That bunch down at the

Mercantile's going on about how

Homer's got the "old zimers"

disease. Though I doubt he's any

worse off than those dimwits

telling it.

Etta never said a word.

And it's Alzheimer's.

Not according to that bunch

down at the Mercantile.

She visit you in jail?

No, sir. You didn't want to

mention that Sonny Stanton's

been buying up the Concession?

I didn't figure that

information would do you any

good. You mess with him again,

you're going to end up

back in jail, Ray.

He trying to buy this place,

too?

What he did to your old man,

I wouldn't sell that little

prick a swayback mule.

Ray?

Shit.

It is you.

Wow, Ray Dokes. Sorry to hear

you got jail time for that

little misunderstanding we had.

Shit. I got no more use for

Sonny than you do. Huh? What'd

you do, bust out? No, no,

seriously. It's good to have

you back. Tough break.

Man: You got it.

This here's a nice horse.

What's your name, son?

You racing him today?

You know, I like this

animal's configuration. We'll

put a few dollars on him.

Well, let's go, Paulie. We got

horses to break back home.

Coming, Dean.

Kid seems okay. I wouldn't

trust the other one as far

as I could throw a hog.

Juan Romano: John Wayne, you got

no jockey?

Tend to your own mount.

Race is in 12 minutes.

Where you been?

Chrissie Nugent: I had

car trouble.

What kind of car trouble?

The kind where I can't

find it. Give me the suit.

Meet Chrissie Nugent.

Announcer: The horses have

reached the started point.

They are moving into the gate.

You think she's okay

on that horse?

I got a feeling that's about

the only place she is.

They're ready.

And they're off.

Bad Barkley first away.

Dead to Rights coming on second

on the outside...

That's it. That's it.

Whoa!

Oh!

Come on.

And that's the way they

finish. Dead to Rights wins it.

Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. You done

great, Cheffy. Here you go.

You okay? Is he all right?

Romano.

Hey, misquita. Come give me

a kiss, huh?

How do you like it?

Hey, hey!

You ass. I ought to kill you.

All right, all right, all

right.

You did something, huh?

Huh?

Come on, back up.

Get that bitch out of here.

I oughta...

Hey, hey, hey.

I'm fine.

Veterinarian: With that tendon,

he won't run again.

You know that.

I'd just like to save

the animal. Horse has got some

sand. Thank you.

You know, I had this great

colt once. Ran him in a sprint

at Greenwood. Horse broke

its leg coming out of the gate.

He still won that race

by seven lengths.

Are you sure his leg

was broke?

Might have been it was

a bad sprain.

Might be you're full of shit.

Yeah.

Don't suppose you have such

a thing as a bathtub, Texas.

I smell like a damn goat.

I believe you'll find one

in the bathroom.

Don't suppose you'd own

a bar of soap.

Ain't she a sweetheart?

What the fuck are you

looking at?

You got fouled.

It wasn't your fault.

It was my fault. If I wasn't

hung over I'd have seen it

coming.

♪ Freedom's just another word

♪ For nothing left to lose

♪ Nothing, nothing hard

♪ If it ain't free

♪ And feeling good

♪ Was easy, Lord

♪ When he sang the blues

♪ Feeling good

♪ Was good enough for me

♪ Good enough for me

♪ And my Bobby McGee

♪ Something, something

♪ Bobby McGee

Motherfucker.

You couldn't turn on

a goddamn yard light?

He nodded right off.

Yeah, the vet game him

a shot. He's pretty loaded.

You, too. He might sleep the

night provided we go easy

on the bucket kicking

and cursing and such.

Fuck you.

So much for the cursing.

Why'd you stick up for me

today?

You're a friend of Pete's.

What's he to you?

He's a friend of mine.

I never had too many friends.

I don't know that quantity's

all that important.

You know, there's plenty of

room in the house.

I want to stay with him.

You know, he gets to stomping

around on that leg, I can

settle him. Besides, I slept

in plenty of barns.

I hope you know you're not

getting any head. I've got

an awful lip on me after

that horse ran me over.

I think you had an awful lip

on you before that horse

rolled you over.

Oops.

Man: Got to finish this one.

Got one across the street.

Even Bob couldn't get it

going, and I swear he's got

10W30 in his veins. You get

this running, you can have it

for the price of scrap.

Why don't you give it a shot?

♪ A little black angel's

♪ A-calling my name

♪ I tell my brothers

♪ That there's no shame...

Dean and Paulie been in?

No.

Scotch and water. Another

beer for Ray.

Hello, Jack.

I heard you were back.

How's the thoroughbred

business?

Pretty good at the moment. I

got this four-year-old, Jumping

Jack Flash. Might be the best

horse in North America.

Got a bit of an attitude, but

the son of a bitch can run.

What are you doing, Ray?

I'm in construction

these days.

Sonny know you're back?

Yep. I hear he's developed a

sudden interest in agriculture.

Sonny wouldn't know

a Rhode Island rooster

from a Holstein cow.

I'm done with him, Jack.

I know it's not common

knowledge, but you got a raw

deal, Ray. But that's how it is

with Sonny. I suspect someday

it'll catch up with him.

You see, that's one of those

things that people always say.

What goes around comes around.

Doesn't mean it's true. Sonny

could live his whole life

and never have to answer

for anything.

You saying he didn't answer

to you that day on the golf

course? I heard he did.

The story I got was people could

hear him answering a half a mile

away.

Hey! What do you think

you're doing?

I know what I'm doing.

Must be a strange feeling

for you.

Come on, Paulie. Let's go.

Jim Burns: My place is just down

the road. You boys wanna come by

for a drink?

Yeah.

Paulie. Come on.

It's okay. Yeah.

It's not so bad.

Becoming my own vet. I could

hang a shingle out. Homer took

out a mortgage I never knew

about. Never paid a dime on it.

Gonna have to sell.

You put it on the market,

Sonny'll buy it.

I won't sell it to him.

He'll just get one of his

buddies to put in the offer

for him. How you gonna know?

Shit. You have to be so

smart?

First time in a while

you accused me of that.

First time in a while

you qualified.

That's the way it is, Etta.

Money always wins. I'm gonna go

finish fixing that roof.

You know, you might be

fixing it for Sonny.

I'm fixing it for you.

What's with the kid

anyway? Is he a retard?

Watch it. He's my cousin.

His mother was a druggie.

I think she was drugging and

doping when she was pregnant

with Paulie, scrambled his

brain. You know what I mean?

He's good with animals,

though, ain't he?

That old dog, he ain't been

off the porch in a month.

Dogs, horses, cats.

Paulie: Girl, come on.

My theory is they sense he's

as dumb as they are, so they

all get along, you know?

You got a lot of theories,

don't you?

Mm-hmm. Yeah, even when

I was a kid, they said my brain

worked quicker than other

people's.

Right. Earl's the big dog at

the trough right now, isn't he?

Doesn't hurt to be

a zillionaire. Buy a lot of

yearlings with that kind of

money. Get a good one like the

Flash, make all the money back

on the stud fees. A man could

make a lot of money with

a top-notch stud like that.

Yeah. You know, I know a lot

of guys with brood mares. Guys

that wouldn't ask any questions.

Well, well, looks like

the old boy's gonna make it.

What are you gonna do with him?

Well, with his disposition,

he'll make somebody a good

pleasure horse. Won't fetch

much of a price for him, though.

Would have before the spill.

I'm not done with that

son of a bitch Romano.

That how you figure to make

it in this business?

Coldcocking people?

He fouled me. I had to make

a statement.

Well, you made it. Now serve

your suspension and forget

about it. Doesn't pay to carry

grudges in this business.

Or life, either.

What are you, some kind of

cowboy philosopher

all of a sudden?

I'm just somebody who's

lived a lot longer than you.

I'd be pretty goddamn stupid

if I hadn't learned something

by now.

He tries that again, he'll

get more of the same.

And you'll get suspended

again. How do you figure

to make a living that way?

I don't know. Why don't you

tell me, Texas? Being as

you're such a goddamn

know-it-all today.

I'd rather shovel your shit

than listen to it.

♪ I wish it was 1930

♪ At the old Kentucky Derby

♪ And I was riding

♪ White Lightning

♪ Off the bluff

♪ 'Cause I need a racehorse

♪ And some old rusty spurs

♪ 'Cause I just can't get away

♪ From her fast enough

This the last you'll see of

me this week. Taking Jumping

Jack Flash down to New York

City tomorrow. Riding him in

the biggest race on the planet,

huh, Paulie?

If you care to watch,

you might catch me on TV.

Misty: Well, I'll be sure to set

my VCR.

My God. You boys got better

taste than I ever would have

imagined.

This is the guy?

Yeah. Sonny Stanton.

A legend in his own mind.

That's Dean Calder,

Vice President in charge of

shoveling shit at the Stanton

Stables. He shovels it, he's

full of it, and when I tell him

to, he eats it.

Screw you.

What did you do to your leg,

Sonny Stanton?

I used to rodeo a bit in my

younger days. Hooked up with

a 1,500 pound brahma one night

out in Calgary. A little out

of my weight class.

Looks to me like you're

still out of your class.

Now, what would you

know about class?

Tell me something. Are you

an asshole because you're rich

or are you rich because

you're an asshole?

Works both ways, baby.

What's that for?

Appreciation for roof repair.

So who's Annie Oakley?

Name's Chrissie Nugent.

She's a jock around here.

She rides for Pete when he's

got a horse to run.

What does she do the rest

of the time?

Ask her yourself.

Pete'll wanna make Apple Jack

out of this.

Well, you can do what you

want with it. I'll see you

around. Say hi to Pete.

Why don't you stick around

and say hi yourself?

No, you're busy. You've got

fat horses, pretty girls

to tend to.

I told you she's a jock

who rides for Pete.

Only you could turn up

a jock who just happens to be

a pretty girl, Ray.

Well, I'm just fortunate,

I guess.

Annie Oakley was a sharpshooter.

What?

She wasn't a horsewoman.

She was a sharpshooter.

Thanks for the history

lesson, Mr. Dokes.

Is that the one?

The one what?

The one you're thinking

about when you're fucking me.

Get up. The lawyers are here.

Great.

Your father's in worse shape

than we thought.

Tell him the story, Jack.

Tell him I was up all night

with a sick mare.

He's coming.

Lawyer: Is there a problem?

He's been up all night

drinking.

Sorry. I was up

half the night.

Second Lawyer: We heard.

So you talked to the doctor

again?

There's no change, at least

not in your father's condition.

And until he regains

consciousness, we're...

He's broccoli, that's what

you're here to tell me.

Well, your step-mother's

taken power of attorney.

What? No, she can't do that,

that scheming little bitch.

She signed a pre-nup.

Well, ordinarily you'd be

right, but it's a little

tricky. You see, he's had

a stroke. He's not dead.

And they're in the Bahamas,

remember? Different country,

different rules. So until

we get this all sorted out,

all assets are frozen.

Bank accounts, everything.

Well, get him home. I mean

today.

He's in a coma, Sonny. You

can't put him on a plane.

Yeah, well, you fucking well

find a way. Yeah, that's your

little job for today, boys.

Call me when it's done.

What's going on? Thought you

were going to fly down.

Earl always trusted me

to trailer the Flash.

Well, Earl's not making

decisions right now, Dean. I'm

taking the horse to New York.

You and Paulie finish up

the new stalls.

I'm good enough to haul

horses all over Ontario, but

I'm not good enough to take

the Flash to New York?

I'm not building stalls

for fucking Sonny.

Suit yourself. You got other

options? Maybe Ford's looking

for a new CEO, Dean.

Maybe there's an opening

at the corner of Piss and Moan.

What are you doing up?

You shit the bed?

Did you actually think I was

going to let my two retarded

cousins take my million dollar

horse for a joy ride, Dean?

Hey, uh, Jackson. You should

have been down at the Slam

Dance last night. Sonny boy

was telling my girl how he got

stomped by a Brahma bull. Yeah.

Seems to me that bull's name

was Ray Dokes, wasn't it,

Sonny? Wasn't that bull's name

Ray Dokes?

Oh!

You're finished, Dean.

Jackson, write him a check. Get

him out of here. And that other

halfwit, too. Do it now,

Jackson.

You dumb son of a bitch.

Who the hell do you think you

are, anyway?

I'm going to talk to him

about Paulie, but you

brought this on yourself, Dean.

You're always whining about

respect. Well, the more you

whine about it, the less likely

you are to get it. You're

nothing but a damn punk, Dean.

Uh!

Whoa, Flash! Jesus,

what did you do, Dean?

We just got fired. Well, I'm

fine with it. But we put our

time in here. We're taking

the Flash as severance.

No, I've got to help Jackson.

No, don't worry. Black guys

got harder heads than white

guys. It's been proved. Come

on. We gotta get outta here.

I've got a plan. It's a doozey.

When you figure her to foal?

After the new year.

I'm gonna walk her down

to the creek. This horse needs

some exercise. I can't for

the life of me figure how you

managed before I came along,

Texas. Come on.

Ain't she a pain in the ass?

If I was 20 years younger,

I'd fight you for her.

You're the one said you

could supply the brood mares

if I got you a stud. Well, I got

you the best goddamn

four-year-old on the continent.

How the hell do you figure

to set up a stud service?

I'm way ahead of you.

I'm talking about artificial

insemination. I'm going to take

this horse's sperm

and I'm gonna sell it.

They don't do that with

thoroughbreds.

But they can. I've been

reading up on it. And you know

what else? They can freeze this

stuff. I figured we take

a gallon or so out of the stud,

and we all have enough we can

retire on.

How do you think the horse

feels about all this?

Christ, they think they can

sell that damn horse?

Even Dean knows better than

that. Be like trying to sell

the Mona Lisa.

Well, I think we can assume

Dean won't be taking the nag to

Belmont. I think we can assume

we won't be winning the Classic

on Saturday.

Seems highly unlikely

at this point.

Well, I was counting on that

money, Jack. That bitch Gena's

got the bank accounts frozen.

I've got expenditures.

You think you might get a

job, Sonny? I could drop you off

at the employment center.

That whack on your head

turn you into a comedian, Jack?

Well, I've got a better idea.

I'm going to enter Rather

Rambunctious in Stanton Stakes

down at Fort Erie.

No. No chance, Sonny. Your

father founded that race to

give the small owners a chance

at a stakes win. He's never run

a horse in that race,

and he never will.

Well, I'm gonna do it. Who

cares about the small owners?

Only two people can enter

a horse in that race. Earl is

one, I'm the other.

It's not gonna happen, Sonny.

What are you asking?

It's a Massey 135. It's

a good tractor. Be about 2,500

bucks.

I'll take it. I can give you

500 now. I'll pay you the rest

by the end of the month or so.

Jesus, I've become

a charity case.

What are you talking about?

I need a tractor.

You need a lot of things,

Ray. Put your money away.

So that's it. You're gonna

sell the place piece by piece.

Either that or the whole

thing to Sonny.

Well, you won't do that.

That's the one thing

I'm sure about.

Sonny's got a lot on his

plate these days. I hear

somebody stole his million

dollar racehorse. What kind of

lunatic would do a thing

like that?

Jesus, look at the cock on

him. My God, he reminds me of

myself. Hold on a minute. Son

of a bitch is ready to blow.

Shit! Get that mare

out of here!

Son of a bitch. Whew. Well,

at least we know we can do it.

Oh, yeah. That went

real good.

You're always so goddamn

negative. Christ, if getting

rich was easy, everyone would

be a millionaire. You settle

that horse, Paulie.

I'm gonna get a drink.

Announcer: On the outside

is Romance Eyes. Wading through

that is...

Jesus Christ, Sonny.

Don't tell me you've come

to pay me my five grand.

Bloody Mary. Got bad news

for you, Billy. I was up half

the night studying the form

for the Breeders.

And here are the winners.

Hmm.

Announcer: They're at the post.

They're off in the first race

of the Breeder's Cup. And out

of the gate, it's Who Was That,

followed by Sweet Badge,

Simple Season, Diggity Dog.

Right there. Right there.

Now Diggity Dog is making his

move on the outside...

Come on.

And closing in on the leader.

That's what I'm talking

about. that's what I'm

talking about. Yeah, okay.

Who Was That got it. Who Was

That won it. Diggity Dog second.

That's all right. That's

all right.

They're at the post.

And they're off, and the

favorite, Net Reminder, went...

That's all right.

With Rat Catcher coming...

They're off. It's going to be...

Net Reminder at the wire

to win it by a length.

They're at the post.

They're off. Coming to the wire,

Too Cool Fool Texan. Romance

Eyes wins it. Waltzing Fanatic

in the final...

Ahh!

Upset winner in the last race

of the day.

Well, guess I've been

kicked enough for one day.

I'll be in the first of

the week to settle.

Hold on. You're telling me

you lost $100,000 on a marker

and you don't have it?

Well, I don't... I don't carry

that kind of cash.

Well, then you shouldn't be

betting that kind of cash.

I'll see you next week.

Sonny.

I will see you next week.

You figuring how to buy

a new pickup?

Shit. Money from my corn

won't even cover the feed,

never mind the damn taxes.

I don't suppose you could buy

this place from me.

I ain't got no money to buy

anything. Too bad, this place

being such a moneymaker and all.

Where you going, anyway?

Well, I believe there's

a woman out west Texas might

still be agreeable

to my company.

You've been here 25 years.

You figure she's still waiting

on you?

I have quite an effect

on the ladies. I never told you

that?

Oh, I've heard it from you

plenty of times. I just never

heard it from a woman.

Hello, there.

What can I do for you?

So you decided to sell.

You could say I'm

entertaining offers.

From farmers. And if I see some

shithead pull up into my drive

pretending to be a cash

cropper, I'm gonna know

who he's working for.

Why can't we just get along?

I'd settle for half of that.

Why don't you get along?

This offer is better than

market value. I didn't have to

do that, Etta. You think it

over.

Your psycho boyfriend going

to make you a better offer?

Because that was very immature.

How about this?

What are you doing? Hey!

What are you, nuts?

Aah! Jesus.

Bartender: Did you hear Bones

is playing ball down in Texas?

Yeah. Why?

No reason, I guess.

What the fuck you looking at?

Took Sonny for a roll, came

back looking like that.

♪ Well, I woke up

♪ From a fitful sleep

♪ I had no reason to dream

♪ And so I rode high

♪ Where the mountains keep

♪ And I heard the angels sing

♪ I heard the angels sing

♪ I was the last chance

♪ At redemption

♪ Could be my last dance

♪ In the sun

♪ Could be my last brahma

♪ For a while...

Ain't you a sour looking

apple?

I was thinking about the first

time I met you when I hired

your old man to paint the barn.

You came with him. You wound up

sleeping on the couch.

After you two

got into the whiskey.

We might have had a couple.

He was a good man, your father.

I never really got to know

him well enough to make that

judgment.

Well, then you'll just have

to take my word for it.

He was proud of you.

As I recall, he was driving

to Toronto to watch you pitch

the night he died.

Piss drunk.

Yeah.

I'll be damned. So that's what

a horse thief looks like

these days.

Maybe we should stick around

for a bit.

Good idea.

You know what? My favorite

color is brown. I had a mare

once, a brown mare. Check this

out. Check this out, Paulie.

Hiya, Paulie. Now, I know it

wasn't you, Paulie. So you just

tell me where the horse is,

and I'll let the whole thing

slide.

Okay.

Come on, Paulie.

Tell us where that horse is,

now, okay? Do you remember yet,

Paulie? All right. Here we go.

Hey!

What the fuck do you want,

eh? What the fuck do you want?

Eh? You're a slow learner,

motherfucker.

That's enough, all right?

All right. All right.

All right?

All right! Okay. Okay.

Ray?

See, I knew. I knew it'd come

to this, Ray.

Shit.

You're a loser, Dokes.

A loser just like your old man.

I'll take the girlie gun,

peckerwood.

Ray, take the kid and get

in the car.

Come on.

You're all hat

and no cattle, son.

I didn't want to go

to the hospital.

Yeah, because the hospital

would have called the cops,

and then the cops would want to

know why a guy like you would

be so intelligent to just be

fist-fighting in a parking lot.

You really like jail

that much, Ray?

She's got a hell of

a bedside manner, doesn't she?

Next time, I'm gonna pop

a cap in that mother's ass.

You're gonna have to get

your gun back first. What are

you planning to do about

the Flash?

Just gotta hope those two

morons do the right thing

and kill the nag.

You wanna kill

your own horse?

Yeah. What? Maybe he'll win

some races next year. Maybe

he'll be a good stud. Dead is

worth $10 million, Rock. I'll

take that over a bunch

of goddamn maybes.

Look, uh, you kill that

horse, it's gonna look like

an insurance scam.

You don't shoot it, Rock.

Jesus. You use some wires and

a couple of alligator clips.

What is this, amateur hour?

As long as you get the money,

I don't care how you do it.

Keep an eye on that boy

tonight. He could have

a concussion. Where's your

girlfriend?

If you're talking about

Chrissie, she hitched a ride

to town.

What the hell were you

doing, Ray? Why can't you keep

away from him?

I couldn't figure out a way

to do that tonight, Etta.

Pete's been talking about going

back to Texas. I'm thinking

I might tag along.

I think you should.

So everyone just throws in

the towel. Is that the way

it is?

Aw, it's like you said, Ray.

Money always wins.

Everything comes to an end.

That's what I keep hearing.

The thing is to recognize it.

Sometimes stubborn is the same

as stupid.

Well, I guess it all

depends on your point of view.

I guess maybe it does. Well,

I'm going to bed. One way

or another, tomorrow

is another day.

I'm real glad Sonny

didn't shoot you.

Yeah, me, too.

Put on your coat, kid.

We're going for a ride.

Sonny.

Jesus. You almost gave me

a heart attack.

Jim Burns. We met

at Woodbine once.

Fascinating. Now get

the hell off my property.

I know where your horse is.

Really? All right.

Step into my office.

If you want something done

around here, I guess you gotta

do it yourself.

I wasn't aware I was running

a bed and breakfast here.

Oh, you mean the kid?

I figured he should stick around

a couple days for safekeeping.

I'm not talking about the

kid. I'm talking about that

big bay stallion in my barn.

I assumed his name is Jumping

Jack Flash. I also assume you

intend to trailer him back

to Stanton Stables this morning.

I intend to trailer him over

at some point, but not this

morning. First I've got to set

something straight.

The last time you set

something straight, you went

to jail for two years. Maybe

setting things straight ain't

exactly your strong suit.

I won't have that animal here.

Son of a bitch just tried

to take my head off.

You gotta give him a piece

of green apple.

He likes green apples.

So that's it? They drop the

charges, you return the horse?

Might be a little more to it

than that. A man needs

a project, Pete. Idle hands

are the devil's workshop.

You're the one told me that.

I need to learn

to keep my damn mouth shut.

You hear anything

about the Flash?

Yeah. I hear he's in the

states. I hear he's in Europe.

I hear he's in 5,000 cans

of Alpo dog food. I hear

all kinds of things.

What's the insurance saying,

Jack?

Insurance isn't gonna pay

a claim on a horse that's just

missing. If the animal turns up

dead, they'll pay. I hope they

never pay. I want the horse

back.

I'd take the money myself.

I know what you did, Sonny.

You can be arrested. It's

forgery.

Hey. My father's sick.

I'm looking after the family

business.

You never looked after

anybody but yourself.

Rather Rambunctious is

entered and he's gonna run,

so get over it.

Where is he, anyway?

He's in the barn. That's

where we keep the horses,

Sonny. He's not ready to run.

Well, I'll get him ready.

No, you stay away from him.

I'll do it. Stay away from him,

and you stay the hell

away from me.

Lighten up, Jack.

Look at those two horses.

Except for the mark on Fast

Market's forehead, they could

be out of the same mare.

And one's worth a few

thousand, and the other a few

million. And the one worth

millions got the personality

of a damn cactus.

I woke up this morning,

the kid had all my chores done.

He's gonna put you

in a rocking chair, Pete.

Can see the change in him

already? He first got here,

he'd walk into a room like he

was apologizing for something.

Now he don't. Hell, all I did

was give him an old hat.

Now he thinks I'm the second

coming. People like Sonny have

been telling him his whole life

he's no better than a horse

turd. Well, I'm no saint,

neither are you, but I'd like

to show him that the Sonny

Stantons in the world don't

always come out on top.

That's about the longest

speech I've ever heard you make,

Pete. You're not gonna make

a habit of it, are you?

Nope.

Good looking horse

you got in the corral, Pete.

Yeah. He's just passing

through, that one.

I bet he is. Now I know what

kind of a lunatic would steal

a million dollar racehorse.

Lou: Hey, Pete.

Bud: We're looking for Paulie

Stanton. We heard he might be

staying here.

He's here.

We have reason to believe

he's involved with that missing

racehorse from Stanton Stables,

so we're gonna have to search

the premises.

I'm not in the habit of

boarding stolen horses.

Well, we'll take a look

just the same.

You know what? Make your own

goddamn breakfast. You don't

own me. What are you looking at?

I'm taking a walk. Anyone

tries to follow me, I'll knock

you on your damn ass.

I think we'd better

have a look around.

Sure you don't wanna check

in the house? Horse is probably

sitting on the couch

watching "Mr. Ed."

Come on.

Hey! Come on.

We had to follow up, Pete.

I understand. Happy to help.

Etta.

Something I can do for you,

Pete?

I ain't ever figured you

to call the cops.

What are you talking about?

Ray didn't steal that horse.

I never called the goddamn

cops. Do you think I'd turn him

in?

You might. You got an awful

horn in your gut over that boy.

Had, Pete. Past tense.

And I don't mean to be rude,

but I've got work to do.

You know, Etta, there's more

to this than meets the eye.

Ray's got a plan that's gonna

fix things. Maybe this time

he'll get it right.

Or maybe he'll go back to

jail. Ray was the guy, Pete.

He was the guy, and he

fucked it up.

Well, I just thought you

should know. Ray might not be

back this way again.

Hey.

So I was talking to Pete...

You were talking to Pete.

Now you're here to tell me what

Pete already told me and what

you wouldn't tell me, that

it, Ray?

Well, it sounded better

when I was rehearsing it

on the way in.

Yeah. I'll bet it did.

Etta, I let you down.

Yeah, you're fucking right

you let me down. But I let

you down, too, so

let's call it even?

I'd be happy with that.

Okay. If I ask you what you're

going to do with that horse,

am I going to regret it?

I'd say there's a good

possibility of that.

What are you gonna

do with that horse?

If this is about the Flash,

forget it. Somebody stole him

back.

Can't trust anybody these days.

We stole him.

What do you know about it,

idiot?

Keep the name-calling

to yourself.

What's this about?

It's about getting out

of a bad situation. Don't ask

questions.

I wanna know what's going on.

Don't ask questions, Dean.

Yeah?

Pete: Reginald Sonny Stanton?

Yeah.

Detective Frank Haimer, OBP.

There's been a complaint lodged

against you by a French woman,

a dancer from a strip club.

I don't know what

you're talking about.

Listen, Sonny, you've had

problems in this area before.

Now, I know your father. I can

bury this for a day, maybe two

at the most, but you'd better

talk to this woman.

Right.

Who's Frank Haimer?

A Texas lawman from days

of yore. He's dead now.

So are we if we get

found out.

How's the gray doing?

She'll win this thing by 20

lengths. Then watch people talk.

Aw, the hell with them.

My horse. I'll run him when

I want. Picked up the entries.

There's three scratches already.

Well, that's what happens

when you drop a horse

like this down.

Mm-hmm.

The owners wanna know they

have a chance to win.

What's this? Horse in the

four hole, Fast Market,

nine years old, some outfit

out of Pecos River.

No law against dreaming,

Sonny.

Yeah. I gotta go.

I got some skank I have to

straighten out.

I don't wanna keep you from

your important chores, Sonny.

I think we can resolve this

without involving the cops.

I've already involved

the cops. I could have done it

different. I could have your

fucking legs broken. I could

make a phone call and they'd

never find your bones. Jerkoff.

I think I'm getting the

point here. What do you want?

Five grand to start. Cover

my lost wages.

Five grand?

All right.

Then you're gonna make a bet

for me. I hear Billy Caan's

got some backroom totes at

the club. The odds are locked.

Maybe.

You're gonna put $1,000 on

a horse called Fast Market for

me. Eighth race, Stanton Stakes.

He's gonna lose

by 50 lengths.

Did I ask you your opinion?

Where's the grand?

In your pocket, dipshit.

Bring the ticket to the bar

at the racetrack Saturday.

When I have it in my hand,

I'll drop the charges.

Announcer: And they're off.

Truly Dear broke last,

trailing now Never, Everland.

Let me guess. You got my

hundred grand.

I wanna make a bet

on the Stanton Stakes.

You've got balls like a bull

moose. You better not be looking

for credit.

Cash. A thousand to win on

the four horse Fast Market.

And I'll have what I owe you

the first of the week.

That's a 99 to 1 shot. Aren't

you guys running the gray?

Oh, the gray's gonna win.

Well, what are you doing?

Throwing away a thousand

bucks.

Hey, wait up.

How you doing?

Never better.

Bloody Mary.

Bartender: Yeah.

Hey, a foxy French chick

come looking for me? Nice ass,

maybe a little swelling

around one eye?

No.

Mm.

All right. I gotta go to the

paddock in a bit to see to my

horse. If she shows and I'm not

here, you give her this ticket.

You'll know her when you see

her. She's a bit of a tramp.

Imagine my surprise.

Thanks.

Announcer: Horses now leaving

the paddock for the track.

Post time in 12 minutes.

All right. I gotta wish

my horse luck.

Not that he's gonna need it.

Announcer: Stanton Stakes

coming up. Wager early.

Avoid being closed down.

Hi, Sonny.

What are you doing here?

I've been thinking about

your offer, so I'm here to

negotiate. You can start

by buying me a drink.

Yeah, I'm going to see

my horse.

Why? I mean, I would have

thought that you were a guy who

has his priorities in order.

Two bourbons.

Announcer: One more horse to

move into the gate and we'll

be ready for today's big race.

Loca bitch.

Hope you like my ass, Juan,

because in about two minutes,

it's all you're gonna see.

Announcer: The horses are

finally in the gate and we're

ready for the 12th running

of the Stanton Stakes.

And the Stanton Stakes

is underway.

And Fast Market trails the

field. Around the first turn,

it's Rather Rambunctious with

Knock Three Times up to

challenge. They move along

the back stretch. The pace

is swift at 45 seconds flat.

And look at this. Fast Market

is charging on the outside.

Chrissie Nugent has this one

picking off horses one by one

with an unbelievable move.

Off the turn...

Attagirl.

The veteran gelding

and the young jockey

stride for stride.

Vaya con dios, shithead.

Chrissie Nugent tapping her

horse for everything he's got,

and she's getting it.

At the wire, and Fast Market

is on the board by three

quarters of a length.

Rather Rambunctious second.

But the day belongs

to Chrissie Nugent and Fast

Market, the 99 to 1 longshot

winner.

The four won. The four.

Hold on. I just happen to have

$1,000 on that horse

down at the club.

Thought you said that ticket

belonged to the French broad.

Not anymore it doesn't.

What's that for?

I think a man should get

kissed when he gets fucked.

Hell of a horse

for a nine-year-old.

He's got a bit of an

attitude, but the son

of a bitch can run.

Good looking animal.

You switched them in the tunnel.

I don't know what you're

talking about, Jack.

I had a horse like this

once. I lost him.

Well, chances are he'll find

his way home.

Let's make sure he does.

Here.

Young lady. That was quite

a stunt in there. If you're

smart, you'll make damn sure

it never happens again.

If you're smart, you'd

have me riding for you.

Call me Monday morning.

Shit!

We okay?

Yeah. We are. You better

hope the racing commission

doesn't find out.

Well, I figure if Stanton

Stables don't complain, no one

else will.

Sonny might if he figures

it out.

I have it on good authority

that Sonny won a large chunk of

cash on yesterday's race. I'm

pretty sure he won't want his

bookie to find out it was a fix.

Sonny? Sonny's

history. Earl just got out of

the coma. He's not gonna like

what he's coming home to.

Isn't Earl used to Sonny

fucking up by now?

You know what I like about

this business, Ray? You always

know when you've won. Your

horse crossed the finish line

first, you're the winner.

No need to second guess yourself

on that.

I'll give you 50 grand

for that tractor.

Hey, you think too much.

Take the for sale sign down.

Sonny hasn't got enough money

to build a mini putt.

You and Mr. Culpepper

are going to Texas?

Probably a good idea

for us to clear out. Wasn't

exactly the perfect crime

we pulled.

Pete gonna sell the farm?

Funny thing. Pete's old

gelding won the Stanton Stakes

the other day.

You don't say?

Yeah. Made enough money to

pay off his taxes, a few other

bills. Chrissie's gonna look

after the place for the time

being. Paulie's gonna help out.

And what about your tractor?

I was thinking you'd hold

on to it for me.

That mean you're coming back?

I was thinking I might

when things cool off.

What makes you think things

are gonna cool off?

Do what you have to do. Just

don't take too long doing it.

Hey, Billy.

I woke up this morning

and remembered, damn, I owe you

a 100 grand. But I got this

ticket here that says you owe me

a 100 grand. So I guess

that makes us even, Billy.

I heard a rumor you got

the Flash back.

Oh, he's back. None

the worse for wear, according

to Jackson.

That's what I was curious

about, Sonny. When you got him

back. Now, you were saying

something about the 100 grand

you owe me?

Lucinda Williams:

♪ Told my baby one more time

♪ Don't make me

♪ Sit all alone and cry

♪ Well, it's over

♪ I know it but I can't let go

♪ I'm like a fish

♪ Out of water

♪ A cat in a tree

♪ You don't even want

♪ To talk to me

♪ Well, it's over

♪ I know it but I can't let go

♪ He won't take me back

♪ When I come around

♪ Says he's sorry

♪ Then he pulls me out

♪ I got a big chain

♪ Around my neck

♪ And I'm broken down

♪ Like a train wreck

♪ Well, it's over

♪ I know it but I can't let go

♪ Well, it's over

♪ I know it but I can't let go

♪ It's over

♪ I know it but I can't let go

♪ It's over

♪ I know it but I can't let go

♪ It's over

♪ I know it but I can't let go