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Red Pollard (Character)
from Seabiscuit (2003)

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Seabiscuit (2003)
Charles Howard: You could be crippled for the rest of your life.
Red Pollard: I *was* crippled for the rest of my life. I got better. He made me better. Hell, you made me better.

George Woolf: Pretty small, ain't he?
Red Pollard: He's gonna look a lot smaller in a second, Georgie.

Red Pollard: That's as much my horse as it is yours.

[George has awoken Red after losing a fight]
Red Pollard: Did I lose?
George Woolf: Oh no, you clobbered him.

Red Pollard: I'm fine George. I don't need your help and I sure as shit don't need your charity. Leave me alone.

George Woolf: You know, if you did more riding and less talking you might start winning some races.
Red Pollard: I got two bucks says I beat you in this one.
George Woolf: I'm not sure you do but I got five bucks says that you don't.

Riddle: [On Radio talking about a match race with Seabiscuit] It wouldn't be fair to us. It wouldn't be fair to them either. You wouldn't put Jack Dempsey in the ring with a middle-weight would you?
Red Pollard: Middle-weight? I'll kill him. I'll knock his goddamn block off. He's chicken, that's what it is. I mean, middle-weight?

Reporter: Awful lotta hoopla for such a little horse.
Red Pollard: Though he be but little, he is fierce.
Reporter: What's that?
Red Pollard: That's Shakespeare, boys, Shakespeare.

California Doctor: If he breaks it again, it's possible he could never walk again.
Red Pollard: He just said it's possible. Well, hell, anything's possible. We've proved that already.

Red Pollard: This isn't just any race. This is the Santa Anita. I had that race. I was there.
Charles Howard: I know.

Sam: You sure that leg'll hold you?
Red Pollard: He's a 1200 pound horse, Sam. I'm an afterthought.
Sam: No, I meant your leg.

[Red is not eating his food at the dinner table]
Charles Howard: Go ahead, eat.
Red Pollard: I'm not that hungry.
Charles Howard: Sure, you're not.
Red Pollard: It's just a lot of food.
Charles Howard: I'd rather have you strong than thin.

[Upon entering Samuel Riddle's stables]
Red Pollard: Jesus Christ. I want to be a horse.
Tom Smith: You're almost big enough.

Red Pollard: Brick by brick, my citizens. Brick by brick.

Red Pollard: [Last line, narrating] You know, everybody thinks we found this broken-down horse and fixed him, but we didn't. He fixed us. Every one of us. And I guess in a way we kinda fixed each other too.

[after losing a photo finish horse race]
Red Pollard: It's not my fault. Not this time.
Tom Smith: I told you, look out for Rosemont!
Red Pollard: I thought I had it!
Tom Smith: You stopped ridin' him!
Red Pollard: I couldn't see him!
Tom Smith: What the hell are you talking about? He was flyin' up your tail!
Red Pollard: Yeah, well, I can't...
Tom Smith: What?
Red Pollard: ...SEE out there!

Red Pollard: A dream come true, walkin' you around. Hook you up to a plow, pull me around for a little while. Come on. You ever run in the money? Huh? Hey. Hey. You ever run in the money?
[Horse Whinnies ]
Red Pollard: I don't think so. Couldn't beat a human being, let alone another horse.
[Scoffs ]
Red Pollard: You goddamn sack-of-crap old plater. Probably the fastest you're gonna run in your entire life, you piece-of-shit old glue-pot. That's right.

Red Pollard: Morning.
Tom Smith: What's all this?
[motions towards pile of boxes Red is sitting on]
Red Pollard: It's beer! From an admiring public, pretty good too, more in there.
[indicates Seabiscuit's stall]
Tom Smith: [looks in stall] Where's the horse?
Red Pollard: [amused smile] Signing autographs.

Red Pollard: How far do you want me to take him?
Tom Smith: Till he stops.
Red Pollard: Okay... Sounds like a pretty good ride.
Tom Smith: Hope so.

Tom Smith: Where is the horse?
Red Pollard: [grins] Signing autographs.
Tom Smith: He's what?
[cut to Charles Howard having Seabiscuit stamping his hoof on papers for a crowd]