Courage of Black Beauty (1957) - full transcript

There, Lady Ellen, easy.

I'm sorry I couldn't get over
any sooner, Mr. Adams.

It's not as urgent as I had hoped.

- Boyd, that's your name?
- That's right.

That's a beautiful animal.

That's Mr. O'Banion.

Well, he might be,
uh, very high-strung.

As a matter of fact,
he has a wild strain in him.

He's more restless
than usual today. I...

I guess he knows
he's about to become a father.

And how's the mare doing?



Lady Ellen? She's fine.

- She's not ready to foal?
- She has to be.

What do you mean, "has to be"?

From the way I figured,
it should have happened two days ago.

You can't hurry nature,
Mr. Adams.

Not a little bit?

Not even a little bit.

You see, my son's on his way home.

Well, is Lady Ellen his mare?

Oh, no, but today is
the boy's birthday,

and I'm giving him
the newborn colt.

I hope it'll all work out.

It has to.

I want this to be
the surprise of his life.



I'll do all I can.

You know how boys are.

Wouldn't be the same if I gave
him a colt that wasn't born yet.

I understand.

Bobby's always been crazy
about Lady Ellen.

He's been living
with his grandmother,

but he's coming back home to stay.

I think it's important
for a man to be close

to his only son, don't you?

Yes, I do. Very important.

- Hi, Chuck.
- Hello, Mike.

- Fill her up for me, would you?
- You betcha.

I never saw you so quiet.

I'm thinking.

Have a good time
at your grandmother's?

Sorta.

Well, are you glad
that school's over?

Sorta.

But nobody's really glad to say
good-bye to their friends.

But you have friends here.

Like Lily Rowden?

Hey, now, Lily's a very nice girl.

And beside,
Mr. O'Banion and Lady Ellen.

Of course.
They're real friends.

Animals beat girls anytime.

I thought I was your friend, too.

You are, Mike.

What about your dad?

Why didn't he meet me?

Ah, so, that's it.

You know, if you want to know,

your dad's working on something
very special for you.

What is it?

Just you wait and see.

Well, you've got to do something
before he gets here.

I'm sorry. There's nothing
anyone can do but wait.

Check your oil and water?

No, not today Chuck.

He's gonna be here any minute.

How am I gonna keep him away
from Lady Ellen?

You'll think of something.

Now, let's calm down.

- So long.
- So long.

Think it'll be much longer?

It will be another two hours
or more.

Oh, no.

Why don't you ask Mrs. Adams
to keep the boy occupied

until the colt is born?

Well, there isn't any
Mrs. Adams.

Bobby's mother passed away
four years ago.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Now, whatever I tell him,
you back me up.

All right. I think I'll have
another look at Lady Ellen.

Hi, son.

- Hi!
- Happy birthday.

Thanks, Dad.

Is something wrong
with Lady Ellen?

- Oh, just a slight cold.
- I'll say hello to her.

The vet's treating her now.
You better wait a bit.

There's your old friend,
Mr. O'Banion.

Hi, Mr. O'Banion.

How are you today?

No colt?

Nothing's happened.

Oh, why don't you tell him?

Now let me do this my way.

Sure is great to see you.

Well, he's... he's pretty upset.

He's upset?

He feels badly
because you didn't pick him up.

Does he know
what I've been going through?

He would if you told him.

That's a good boy.

Gee, Mr. O'Banion looks great.

Yeah, he sure does.

Son, why don't you go
to your room and get unpacked?

Let me show you what grandma
gave me for my birthday.

Look!

Hey, that's a beauty, Bobby.

Why, that's great.

Yeah, that's nice.

Wait till you see what it can do.

Well, not now, Bobby. Later.
Maybe this afternoon.

But, Dad, it'll only take
a few minutes.

I want you to get your clothes off
first and get your things unpacked.

Dad.

Dad!

I don't think
it'll be too long now.

Well, thank goodness.

There, there, Lady Ellen.

Easy, girl.

Whoa, easy.

- Easy, girl. Easy, easy.
- Easy, girl. There, there.

Easy. That's good.

I don't believe a word of it.

A little plane like that
can't fly.

You're just pulling my leg.

Wanna bet?

Bobby, did you know that horses
once used to fly?

Oh, cut it out.

Did you ever hear of Pegasus?

Pegasus?

Flew around in the sky all by himself,
long before men ever flew.

A horse?

A flying horse.

It carried Muhammad
to the seventh heaven.

For sure, the air was full
of flying horses

long before a man ever thought
to walk on his two hind legs.

You're kidding.

They've been writing about it
for hundreds of years.

Why did they stop flying?

Well, now, you see,
when the good Lord realized

that He'd given man
everything but horse sense,

He took the horses' wings away
and ordered them to help man travel

the long and troublesome roads
of the earth.

Well, now we have automobiles.

Sure, and what's in their engines?

Horsepower.

Mike!

Easy, easy.

That's good.

Mike?

That's a fine groom I got.

He isn't even here
at a time like this.

But now, this little thing,
it's too flippity-chippity to fly.

It is not.

Well, we'll see.

- Where have you been?
- I've been out with Bobby.

But you knew Lady Ellen
was about to give birth.

Sure, mares have been foaling
for a million years

with scarcely any fuss at all.

- Will you get me some water?
- All right.

What's that?

Whatever it is,
it's frightening her.

Bobby!

Look, Dad, it flies
like a real plane!

Easy, girl, easy.
Easy, now.

You're scaring Lady Ellen.

Bobby, bring that thing down.

You're scaring Lady Ellen
half out of her wits.

Bobby!

Dad, no, it'll crash!

Keep away from that stall!

I just wanted to see
how badly it was damaged.

I don't know how you acted
with your grandmother,

but with me,
you're gonna learn to obey.

Yes, sir.

You know what we do
with an unruly horse?

I'm not a horse.
I'm a boy.

Lady Ellen, you have a fine son.

Bobby?

Bobby, I'm talking to you.

Come here.

I've got something
I wanna show you.

How do you like him?

He's funny-looking.

He's yours, son,
for your birthday.

I don't want him.

I don't understand Bobby.
He always loved horses.

Well, he still does.

I guess I don't know much
about boys, Mike.

Yeah, that makes two of us.

Now, with horses, well,
there's something else you got.

If they know what you want,
they'll do it.

But if they don't know what you want,
well, they'll get confused.

When you punish them
for getting confused,

they'll turn mean in self-defense.

- Isn't that right, Mr. Boyd?
- He's right.

I've never seen a horse yet that
didn't get his bad manners from a man.

Or a boy either, is that what
you two are trying to tell me?

Well, I'd like to see how you'd
handle him if he were your son.

Well, I... I'll give the young'un
a rubdown.

I'd better be going.

You've done find a job.
Thanks.

Thank you.

Hi, Ann.
We just had the blessed event.

- Oh, boy or girl?
- Boy.

May I see him, please?
May I see him?

Sure, you can.

Stay, Mike, stay.

Oh, isn't he cute?

Just look at him.

- Gee, can I go in?
- Oh, sure. Go on in.

Did you ever see anything
as darling as this, ever?

That's the way I'd hoped
Bobby would react.

- Well, didn't he like him?
- He said he was funny-looking.

Where's Bobby?

He's in his room.

Come in.

Hi.

Hi.

Is that all you can say?

It's all you said.

Aren't you glad to see me?

Cheers.

What's wrong?

Everything.

Why aren't you unpacking?

Maybe I'm not going to.

Not going to unpack?

You mean, you're going back
to your grandmother's?

No.

Then, where are you going?

You're too young to run away.

I'm too what?

Do you know how old I am today?

Ten.

Well, then, stop talking crazy.

I don't understand that boy.

Well, I'm sure
he doesn't understand you.

Now, if he were my child...

Ann, you don't raise a boy
the same as you do a girl.

What both you boys need
around here is a woman.

Like the woman next door,
for instance?

Did I say me?

Then, we could combine our two
ranches and have one king-sized ranch.

Careful, I might hold you to that.

Let me go with you.

Sure.

We'll take our horses.

That's all you and my dad
ever think about, horses.

You've had a fight with you dad.

It wasn't exactly a fight.

We just don't get along,
that's all.

I'll bet you think he likes
horses better than he does you.

I didn't say that.

Well, you practically did.

I wouldn't say it or think it.

Even if he did, he probably
likes lots of things.

More than he does you?

You get out of here.

That's it, isn't it?

That's why you're running away.

Will you beat it?

Well, what do you think of him?

I'll tell you six months
or a year from now.

I'd sure like to own him.

I don't know.

He seems all right,
but I wouldn't take a chance on him.

We can't overlook that
wild streak in Mr. O'Banion.

And the colt could inherit
that wildness.

Well, I'll gamble on it, Ben,
wild blood and all.

Well, only time will tell.

I got work to do.

That's some ranch boss you've got.

Ben Farraday knows more about
horses than any foreman around here.

Well, I'm afraid Mike
wouldn't agree with you.

Where's Bobby?

I left him in his room.

We're going into town
Can we get you anything?

No, thanks.

Stay, Mike.

Stay, Mike.

Bye, now.

- Bye!
- Bye-bye.

Now, you're beginning
to look handsome.

Hi.

Came to go get my plane.

Well, you wouldn't leave
without saying good-bye.

Come in a minute.

I've made up my mind.

I'm not staying.

Come over here, Bobby.

I want you to take
a good look at him.

Not so funny-looking now, is he?

I didn't mean to say that.

See that straight-dropped
hind leg?

That's a sign of speed.

It is?

Look at that wide brisket.

Yeah. He's really built.

Well, the long neck
and the powerful flanks,

they mark the O'Banion in him.

Now, you'll have to admit,
Bobby, he's a great little horse.

Well...

I guess I better be going now.

- Bobby intends to run away.
- What?

Lily didn't tell me
till we were halfway to town.

He thinks
you don't want him around.

Well, where'd he get that idea?

The male is usually clumsy
with its young.

Mr. O'Banion loves that colt
just as much as Lady Ellen.

But if he tried to take care of him,
oh, why, the poor little tyke

would be all battered and bruised.

Bobby!

Bobby!

Stay, Mike, stay.

We're gonna be real good friends.

You'll see.

And nobody will ever hurt you,
ever.

Isn't he beautiful?

So shiny and black.

A black beauty, that's what he is.

Hey, why can't I call him that?

Black Beauty.

How is that for a name, Dad?

That's just excellent, son.

I never had such a good birthday
present as Black Beauty, not one.

Here, Beauty!

Come here, Black Beauty.

Come here, Black Beauty.

Stop yelling.
Can't you see I'm training him?

When he grows up, he'll be the
smartest horse in the whole world.

What can he do so far?

Plenty.

What did you teach him
this morning?

How to eat sugar out of my hand.

Oh, he'll do that for anybody.

Oh, no, he won't.

Oh, yes, he will.

I just wanna show you, smarty.
Give me a piece of sugar.

Lily, stay away from that colt.

Come over here. You know
you're supposed to stay

on this side of the corral fence.

I just want to show Bobby

that Black Beauty will eat sugar
out of my hand as well as his.

You stay away from that colt
if you don't wanna get hurt.

Oh, he wouldn't hurt anyone.

What do you think of him now, Ben?

Oh, he's coming along all right,

but I'd still say he could
grow up to be mean horse.

Oh, what could anyone possibly
have against a young fellow like that?

I still say
he needs special training.

Bobby is doing that.

With sugar cubes?

And with the love
that goes along with them.

You know, gentle care will work
miracles on any animal, Ben.

Mike, that's where
you and I disagree.

Come on, dear.

Bobby, tell your father
we'll see him later.

Yes, ma'am.

Don't worry about Mr. Farraday.

I'll give you
all the training you need.

That you will, laddie.

But he's got
a bit of growing up to do.

We'll show 'em, Beauty.

Come on. Let's all salute
the world's most gracious lady.

Hear, hear.

Yay!

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

You're forgetting about the gifts.

Well, that was to be a surprise.
Are you all ready?

Yeah!

Well, it's locked now,
but the first person who can, um,

give me the name of the man
responsible for establishing

the famous breed of Morgan horses

wins the privilege
of presenting the gifts.

That's easy, Mr. Morgan.

You are right, and here's the key.

Mr. Michael Green.

That's me.

Thank you, sir.

Miss Mary Carter.

Thanks, Bobby.

Mr. Sam Adams
and Mr. Ben Farraday.

Thank you, son.

Uh, Lily Rowden.

You're supposed to say,
"Miss Lily Rowden."

Isn't that lovely?

Oh, a beautiful pair
of riding boots!

Where's yours, Bobby?

I'm saving mine for last.

Gee, thanks, Mrs. Rowden.

That's a picture
of Bobby's horse, Black Beauty.

I know that.

We're going to play
the donkey game.

Well, all right.
But then off to bed you go.

# Now, once there was a donkey #

# Who wouldn't leave his stall #

# Because he wasn't happy

# He had no tail at all

# He said to me so sadly

# As tears fell from his eyes

# I need a tail so badly

# To chase away the flies

# Make the donkey
smile with glee #

Now, remember, you gotta
keep your eyes closed.

# Pin the tail
where it should be #

# With the safety pin

# He flapped his ears in sorrow #

# His food, he would not touch #

# He even tried to borrow

# The tail that meant so much #

# The rooster lent a feather

# Then laughed
till he turned blue #

# He said a feathered donkey #

# Belongs inside a zoo

You got to keep your eyes closed.

# Make the donkey grin

# Fasten the tail
where it should be #

# With the safety pin

# So, come,
let's give the donkey #

# A brand new tail right now #

# But don't let it surprise you #

# If he should holler, "Ow!"

# Make the donkey
smile with glee #

# Make the donkey grin

# Fasten the tail
where it should be #

# With a safety pin

Come on, Beauty.
Stop that chasing around.

Hey, look what I brought you.

Gee, that's great.

Look, Mike!

High time he learned to hold
a bit between his teeth.

I'd best put it on him, Bobby.

Well, why can't I?

Well, it's quite a job
putting a bit in a colt's mouth.

He's not a colt anymore.

What do you think, Mr. Adams?

Well, it's Bobby's horse.
I guess it's his job.

Thanks, Dad.

Good luck, son.

Come on, boy.

Be a good boy, will you?

Don't be a baby.

Come on, now,
be a good guy, will you?

Whoa, boy.

You can do better than that.

There's Bobby.

You be careful now.
You stay out of that corral.

I will.

Come on, Beauty.

Come back here.

Come on.

Is that nice?

Now, don't run around
like that again.

Easy, boy.

Take it easy, now.

Don't be a baby.

Come on back here.

Come on.

Whoa.

Easy there.

Beauty.

Whoa, boy.

Go on, Bobby.

He did it!

You did it!

Get out of here, will you?
You scared him.

I did not.

Oh, yes, you did.

I did not!

Now, beat it.

You all right, Bobby?

Sure.

Well, you got the bit
in his mouth.

That's the main thing.

Well, it's more important
to be sure

we haven't got a horse
on our hands we can't control.

Well, he's just a little nervous.

First time he's had a bit
in his mouth.

Besides, Lily scared him.

I don't wanna see you get hurt.

Gee, Dad, Beauty wouldn't hurt me.

Oh, you can't be too sure
about that.

I want you to be more careful
in handling him.

I will, Dad. I promise.

Please be careful.

Oh, it doesn't hurt him, Bobby.
He's just a bit scared.

Easy, boy.

Easy, boy.

Easy, now.

He'll stand still for me.

Everything's all right, boy.

Everything's all right.

All right, Bobby.

All right, now, Lily,
I'll get you mounted,

and then you can all
be on your way.

Up you go, young lady.

Gee, it's great to be up here.

Come on, Mike.

Now, I've got to saddle up here.

You two ride on ahead,
and I'll catch up with you.

Off you go, now.

Go on.

Gee, I wish I had a horse
like yours.

You're a girl.

And besides, you're too young
to ride a horse like this.

I'm not.
I can ride as good as you can.

- That's what you think.
- That's what I know.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah. I'll show you.

I'll race you to the stream.

All right.

But you don't have a chance.

He won't let any other horse
go ahead of him.

We'll see about that.

Ready, go!

Bobby, Bobby!

Bobby.

Bobby.

Bobby.

Mainly, just keep him in bed
and keep him quiet.

Right, then.

Your son's
a very fortunate young man.

- That fall could've been fatal.
- Is he all right, Doctor?

Oh, yes.
I examined him thoroughly.

No broken bones, no fractures.

Just a few slight bruises.

I'll stop by in the morning.

Oh, thank you, Doctor.
I wish you would.

- Good-bye.
- Good-bye.

Good-bye, Doctor.

Well, now what have you to say?

Well, I'm just thankful that both
the boy and the horse are all right.

Well, I'll tell you
what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna get rid of that animal
before this day is over.

If you do,
you'll break Bobby's heart.

And yours, I suppose.

Yes, and mine.

There's nothing wrong
with that horse, Mr. Adams,

regardless of what
the little Rowden girl told you.

Well, we'll settle this right now.

Tell Ben Farraday
that I wanna see him.

Ben left early this morning
for the Pomona Fair.

He wanted me to go along with him.

He won't be back till tomorrow.

I must take every possible
precaution to protect that boy.

If anything happened to him,
I'd never forgive myself.

I understand, Mr. Adams.

How's Black Beauty?

The doctor said
you were to stay in bed.

Is he all right?

Mike says he's just fine.

Now, you go on back to bed.

I'm glad you came, son.

He seemed to sense
there was something wrong.

I was worried about you, too,
Beauty.

Bobby, I think it's best
you know now.

Your father's gonna
turn him over to Ben Farraday.

Oh, no!

First, he was going
to get rid of him altogether.

It was all my fault.

Oh.

Now, now, now.

Good morning, Mr. Adams.

Morning, Ben.

How were your sales at the fair?

Oh, I didn't take any stock
down there to sell, I went to buy.

- Well, come on in, sit down.
- Thank you.

How would you like to buy
a good animal?

Well, it depends on which one
and how much.

Well, Black Beauty is for sale
for one dollar.

You mean you wanna get rid of him?

Well, on one condition.

What's that?

If he doesn't respond to training.

I see.

Farraday will probably arrange
to have Glenroy train him.

Anywhere they send you,
I'll go, too.

Anywhere in the whole world.

Who knows, Bobby, maybe a
little training will do him good.

He's young enough and
smart enough just the way he is.

Your father won't have it
any other way.

Well, I think if you want to be fair,
you'll let Bobby keep his horse.

You've been talking to Mike.

Yes, I have, and I agree with him.

Any horse that'll stand by after his
rider has been thrown as Bobby was

doesn't need special training.

Well, you'd change your mind if
you'd heard what Lily had to say.

You know, she told you
an entirely different story

than the one she told me.

Well, then, you're no longer
uneasy about the animal?

Not at all.

I wish he were mine.

It's not fair!

No matter what anybody says or does,
we'll always be together, always.

Sure you will, Bobby,
he's gonna stay right here.

Thanks.

Well...

I'd like to thank you, too,
Mr. Adams.

Where's the boy?

He's still out there, wrapped up
in a nice warm blanket.

Well, it's high time
he was in bed.

Well, he's beginning
to doze a bit.

As soon as he falls asleep,
I'll carry him to his room.

Now, he's been getting
out of hand lately.

I think we're spoiling him, Mike.

That may be, but a sensitive
boy like Bobby needs gentle care.

Now, I better be
getting back to him.

Good night, sir.

Come in.

Where's Bobby?

Oh, he's with Mike.

He wouldn't even eat his dinner.

He's getting to be impossible.

Maybe he feels
the same way about you.

Well, now, just a minute.

Oh, Sam, come to your senses.

There's nothing wrong
with the boy.

I suppose it's my fault he's so
emotional, you can't reason with him

the way you would a normal child.

Well, I tried all along to be
sympathetic to your problem.

I can see it's just no use.

Well, you may be right.

When a horse becomes more
important to a boy than his father,

then, perhaps, he is hopeless.

Sam, I've had somewhat
the same problem with Lily.

But with her,
it was dolls instead of horses.

You know, raising a girl without
a father is almost as difficult

as raising a boy without a mother.

Well, then, what do you suggest?

Allow him to lead
a normal, natural life.

You want him to be
all boy one minute

and obedient to the point
it hurts the next.

You have to know when and how
to discipline a child.

Well, I've been as patient
and as generous with that boy

as anyone could be.

That's where you've made
your biggest mistakes.

Well, I don't understand you, Ann.

You will if you'll listen.

Okay, okay.

And you're not going to like
what I have to say.

I can take it.

You've got to stop trying
to buy his love with gifts

and stop treating him like a baby.

And stop finding fault
with everything he loves.

A boy his age wants to feel
that he and his dad are pals,

that they both love and enjoy
the same things.

But you won't let him,
that's why he's revolted against you.

Thanks, Ann.

I'm beginning to understand.

But how could I have been
so wrong?

Thanks again.

Good night, Sam.

Good night.

Hey, wait till you see all the
things that dad ordered for him,

and everything's brand new.

Oh, this Black Beauty,
I tell you, he's the lucky one.

I'm the lucky one, he's my horse.

Look at him, Bobby.

I swear you'd think
he could read his own name.

He can't read upside down.

You don't say.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Mrs. Rowden promised
to take me over

to pick up
his new saddle and bridle.

Hey, hey, what about this?

We'll put it on later.

Oh.

Sam, this place is perfect.
I love it.

Oh, it's been great out here
for me.

You know, I was raised on a farm
on the south of France,

and every so often,
I find myself wishing I was back there.

I'm surprised
to hear you say that.

I'll have a place like this
one day, you'll see.

And you'd give up your career?

Oh, no.

That will always come first.

Oh, by the way, there are some points

in that personal appearance contract
of yours that need clearing up.

Hey, I hope you didn't bring me
out here just to discuss business.

You invited me to ride over to the
Carters and have lunch, remember?

Okay.

Mike must have the horses
saddled by now.

Mike, this is Ms. Corday.

How do you do, ma'am?

Well, take your pick.

I'll take the one on the left.

That's Lady Elise,
she's very gentle.

I think I would prefer to ride
a more spirited horse.

How about that black one?

Oh, no, that's my son's horse.

I'd love to ride him.

I'm afraid Bobby won't approve.
Where is he, Mike?

Hey, why all the fuss?

Mike, where is he?

He went over to the Rowdens, sir.

- Oh, well, I'll be right back.
- Well, let Mike tell him.

Well, it won't take a minute.
I'll get him on the phone.

Mike, you can get started
saddling that black one.

I think we better wait, ma'am.

It will be perfectly all right.
You go ahead.

You know, you're gonna get me
into trouble.

I wasn't able to reach him.

Oh, he won't mind if I ride him.

Mike, Mike!

Come on, Mike!

Mike!

Come on and see what we've got!

A brand new saddle
and a bridle fit for a king.

I hope Beauty doesn't get
too excited when he sees it.

He's gone!

Where is he?
What happened to him?

Well, your father
and a friend of his,

or rather, a client, Ms. Corday,
they rode over to Carter's.

But how could he let anybody
ride my horse?

Now, don't worry, Bobby,
they won't be gone for long.

Besides, it wasn't
your father's fault.

Oh?

No, there was absolutely nothing
he could do, Mrs. Rowden.

We'll see about that.

Get in the car, Bobby.

He really is high-spirited.

- Well, now, don't get scared.
- I'm not. I'm not a bit afraid.

Nobody has ever ridden
Beauty before except me.

But you promised me
I could ride him.

But not until you're older.

Well, we'll never catch up
with them at this rate.

I'll say we won't.

I've never ridden
such a nervous animal.

Here, you better let me
handle him.

Are you all right?

I think so.

What happened?

He's hurt, Bobby, I'm sorry.

He's bleeding!

If anything happens to you,
I'll die.

What do you think, Dr. Boyd?

It's difficult to say, but we do have
a mighty sick horse on our hands.

He's gonna get well.

Sure he is, Bobby,
don't you worry.

He's got a good strong heart
and an iron will.

All he needs is rest
and good care.

The animal's in great pain.

I'm afraid the lung is punctured.

If it were my horse,
I'd shoot him.

It's getting late, Bobby.

There's nothing anyone can do.

Don't say that.

I mean, right now.

He knows I'm here,
standing by him.

Mr. Adams wants to see you.

You sent for me, Mr. Adams?

Well, Ben Farraday agrees
with Dr. Boyd.

If the lung is punctured,
we'll have to destroy him.

Destroy him? When?

Tonight.
We can't let him suffer.

I understand.
It's just the shock of it.

I know. Is Farraday out there?

Yes.

Oh, Mike?

Tell Ben that I want him
to take care of everything.

Thank you, sir.

I wouldn't push this off on you.

I couldn't do it anyway.

I'll be over at the Rowdens,
and send Bobby over there.

Yes, sir.

You think he's getting any worse?

His nostrils and eyes
are still clear.

Bobby, it's you
your dad wants to talk to now.

He's gone over to the Rowdens.

I want to stay here.

He's your father, Bobby, and if he
wants to see you, you'll have to go.

But I'm coming right back,

and I'm gonna stay here
all night, and all day tomorrow.

I'll never leave until he's well.

Ben, Mr. Adams asked
if you'd destroy him.

Neither one of us
could bring ourselves to do it.

What do you want to tell me?

It's about Black Beauty.

Bobby.

It was an accident.
It wasn't your father's fault.

He never got hurt, Mrs. Rowden.

As long as he was with me,
because I knew how to ride him,

and I know no matter what,

he'd never let any other horse
go ahead of him.

There.

Easy, boy. How's that?

Mike.

You better go over
and join Bobby and Mr. Adams.

Now, you don't want Black Beauty
to suffer.

No, not for anything.

Bobby, neither do we.

But he's gonna get well.

He is, he is!

I wanna go back to him!

Your friend has gone away.

No. No!

Bobby, please,
listen to your father.

It was the only humane thing
to do.

You told him to!

I'll get you another horse.

I don't want any other horse!

Please!

Bobby!

Bobby!

- No!
- Bobby, please.

Listen to me.

Bobby, please.

Listen, son.

Easy, Bobby,
listen to your father.

Bobby, listen.

Right after you left, I noticed
his breathing had eased up a bit,

and his nostrils and mouth
were still clear.

So, I called Dr. Boyd,
he brought in a specialist.

You mean, there's still hope?

I couldn't possibly say as yet.

How soon will they know?

Pretty soon, I believe.

I'd better tell Mr. Adams.

- Mr. Adams.
- Shh, he's asleep.

Oh, that's good.

See, that Ben Farraday, he knows
more about horses than any of us.

What happened?

He called Boyd again and
had him bring a specialist over.

How does it look?

They'll know very shortly.

Dr. Boyd and the specialist
are leaving.

The examination showed
the lung isn't pierced.

I don't know
how to thank you, Ben.

Neither do I.

Get up. Up.

Up, boy.

Up, boy.

Up, boy.

That's it, there you go.

He looks okay.

Well, thank heaven for that.

All right, come on, boy.

I think Black Beauty
would like to see you.

He's all right again.

He's gonna be his old self
before you know it.

You're gonna be just fine, boy.

Nobody'll ever ride you again.

Nobody, except me.

Well, I've got to admit,

it was the O'Banion blood
that pulled him through.

Well, you know what they say,

animals get their strength
from the father.

And their courage from the mother.

# Black Beauty

# Beautiful to see

# I can't believe
that you belong to me #

# Black Beauty

# Every time we ride

# You are the pride
of all the countryside #

# When we ride towards
the rainbow, around the bend #

# You are more to me
than just a friend #

# Black Beauty

# When the starlight gleams

# We're together
riding through my dreams #

# Black Beauty

# When the starlight gleams

# You make me happy

# Happy as can be

# Black Beauty

# Galloping along

# I feel like singing
every happy song #

# When we ride through
the meadows in the sun #

# You're the pride and joy
of everyone #

# Black Beauty

# When the view is high

# We'll ride to dreamland
somewhere in the sky #

# We'll ride to dreamland
somewhere in the sky #