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: Cale Crane? Cale Crane
: Yes Ma'am? Teacher
: Are you working on your creative writing assignment? Cale Crane
: Yes Ma'am. Teacher
: What's your story about? Cale Crane
: It's about a king; in his castle... And a magic horse.
: Okay... I've found my other pocket. Alright, you listen to me, this is your last chance. I have a certified check for one hundred thousand dollars... and if you take this offer I'll give your dad his job back. Can't believe it, Crane's have finally won one. Cale Crane
: [Cale takes the check and looks back at her dad
] Dad? Ben Crane
: If it was me I'd tell him to take his money and his empty trailer and get the hell off our farm. But... that's just me... Cale Crane
: So you're running the big colt Goliath's Boy in the classic? Palmer
: That's right. Goliath's Boy is the favorite. And when he wins the cup it'll be my fifth horse of the year. Cale Crane
: Do you think Goliath's Boy remembers what Sonya's butt looks like? Palmer
: Why? Cale Crane
: 'Cause that's all he's gonna be seeing of her on race day.
: I like him. Ben Crane
: Her... I like her too.
: She was a good horse, Cale. I'm gonna miss her, too. Cale Crane
: Oh, please don't treat me like a little kid. You should try to get some of your money back. I get it. It's business. Ben Crane
: That's right. It is. But I wasn't trying to sell Sonya, okay? Cale Crane
: You lied to me. You said I'd always have Soñador. You stood right there and said it. But you raced her and she got claimed. Ben Crane
: Well, welcome to the world of horse racing, Cale! Where everything doesn't end up the way you want it to. Cale Crane
: She wasn't for sale! Ben Crane
: Every race horse, everywhere in the world, right now, is for sale! Get that! Cale Crane
: She wasn't just some race horse. She was *our* horse.
: I read your story tonight at school. Cale Crane
: The stupid one about the king? Ben Crane
: Yeah, the stupid king.
] Ben Crane
] I make mistakes Cale, I'm sorry. Cale Crane
] So you like the stupid king? Ben Crane
: Yeah. I like the stupid king. Cale Crane
: I love the stupid king. Ben Crane
: He loves you too.
] Cale Crane
: You are a great champion. When you ran, the ground shook, the sky opened and mere mortals parted. Parted the way to victory, where you'll meet me in the winner's circle, where I'll put a blanket of flowers on your back.
: How does she look? Ben Crane
: She looks big. Cale Crane
: Big as in strong? Ben Crane
: No, big as in fat. Cale Crane
: That's mean... That's mean... You shouldn't say that. Ben Crane
: Well, she's been eating too many popsicles. Cale Crane
] What? Ben Crane
: What? You didn't know I knew about that, did ya'?
: Cale, you look me in the eye and you tell me that you think that your horse has a chance at beating my brother's horse. Cale Crane
: My horse will beat every horse that shows up.
: It's a long shot... but why not Soñador? Why not us?
: You are a great champion. When you ran, the ground shook, the sky opened and mere mortals parted. Part of the way to victory, where you'll meet me in the winner's circle, where I'll put a blanket of flowers on your back.
] Cale Crane
: There used to be horses in that barn. At least, that's what my Grandfather says. We're probably the only horse farm in Lexington, Kentucky, that doesn't have one horse. Not one.
: She'll never race again? Ben Crane
: No, honey. But she might walk again.
: What were you doing? She... she's not a pet, Cale. She's what I do for work now, so you're gonna have to leave her be, alright? Cale Crane
: I'm sorry about your nightmares, Manny. Manolin
: It's okay. It's God's way of telling me, "no more racing".
: Any chance you'll keep the foal? Race him or her? Ben Crane
: No, we're gonna sell the foal. But we'll still have Soñador. Cale Crane
: Soñador? Ben Crane
: Yeah, that's her full name - Soñador. Cale Crane
: Soñador. Ben Crane
: It's Spanish. Spanish for "dreamer". Cale Crane
: Goodnight, Dreamer.
: She's not gonna have a baby, now? Doc Fleming
: No, honey, she's never gonna have babies.
: Is Mr. Cale Crane here? Cale Crane
: I'm Cale Crane. Palmer
: Why don't you stand up? Chairman
: Miss Cale Crane.
: I want you to help me. I want you to help me train her. Ben Crane
: I see. Well, you'd be getting a trainer. What is it I'd be getting? Cale Crane
: Ten per cent. Ben Crane
: Twenty. Cale Crane
: Fifteen. Ben Crane
: Done. Cale Crane
: Sign here.
: [to Soñador
] Run hard tomorrow. Run hard for my Dad. He deserves a good run.
: [after looking at the papers of Sonador's present condition Cale has handed him
] You've got a horse... Got a shot. But this entry of this race is going to be a check of forty thousand dollars.
: Did you bring the check?
[a short pause
] Cale Crane
] I mailed it.
[the courtroom bursts out laughing
] Cale Crane
: [smiling back at the courtroom visitors
] ... Today.
[courtroom laughs again