Racing Stripes (2005) - full transcript

You got a jack there?

We need help here!

Hey, we got a flat tire
in the back now.

They got to get that unloaded.

Slick, get over there.

I don't need
you working on the tarp.

I got it, I got it.

Now pull it down.

Hook it at the bottom.

Jake, just get out of the way.
Come on.

Hey, John,



Sampson, get out of the truck.

We need a hand down here.
Hurry up!

Come on. We got a
flat tire down there.

Hey... Let's go. We
got to get down there.

We got to move right now.

I've had it!

Hurry up!
Hurry now!

Yeah, we got to get it unloaded.

Don't worry about it...

Don't worry about that...

Stay with her.

Everything's off.

Let's do it, let's do it.

We'll haul them off



as soon as the tire's on.

Load them back on!
Don't forget anything.

Come on.
Yeah.

Yeah! Come on!
Let's go.

We got it.

Got everything?

We got it all...

Oh.

Huh?

What the...?

Hey. Hi, there.

Hey. Hey, just
calm down.

It's all right, it's all right.

There we go.

All right, there you go.

It's-It's all right.

It's all right.

There you go.

All right.

You weren't kidding.

Can we keep him, Daddy?

Can we, please?

Hi. Shh.

I don't know. It's...

You know, he's probably got

all kinds of special needs.

We should, uh... We should
probably call a zoo, and...

No.

No zoos.

You know I don't like the idea
of animals in cages.

Honey, neither do I,

but let's just see
what we got here.

Let's kind of think about this.

All right, well,
first thing's first.

Let's get him some blankets

and warm milk.

Okay, don't get
too carried away.

What's that...

What's in the basket?

Hey, Tucker, can't you see that?

Oh, what's to see? You've seen

one funny-looking horse,
you've seen them all.

Oh, come on.

Get out there and say hello.

Get up, get up!

Wake me up when he leaves.

You know what?
I'll do it myself.

It's the weirdest-looking
horse I've ever seen.

Very strange.

Oh, he's cute, Tucker.

Come out here and
meet our guest.

I'm coming, I'm coming.

I swear, Franny,
the funnier-looking

the animal, the more
you want to keep it.

Kept you, didn't I?

Ha, ha, ha.

Well subdivide me

and Kentucky fry me.

You know what, Tucker?

You cut those bangs,
you and him could be cousins.

Eh, just thinking out loud,
thinking out loud.

Question time.
What exactly are you?

Yeah.

I don't know.

Okay, we can rule out genius.

Hey!

Don't make me
chew open a can of Pony Whup.

Save the sweet talk for later.

Don't pay any

attention to him.

Listen, he's all whinny and no bite.
I'm Franny,

this is Reggie,
and Mr. Sensitive

here is Tucker.

And that old goat
there is an old goat.

Uh-oh. It's the chief.

Hmm?

You used to be so nice.

Yeah, I know, but I got over it.

Why do you have
to be such a horse's...

Ass.

Well, let's just get you
dried off first, all right?

He got real strong legs.

He's quite a little athlete.

Hey, buddy.

Why don't you grab the milk

and see if he'll come to you?

Okay.

Come here, boy.

Come on.

Come on.
Come on.

There you are.

Come on, boy.

Oh, oh, come on.

Attaboy.

Welcome to your new home,
Stripes.

Stripes?

Well, Spot doesn't work,
now, does it?

You like that name, don't you?

Stripes.

Well, I'll take that as a yes.

Good morning, Walsh Farm.

Well, I know it's not glamorous,
but it's a living.

Keeps my head on my shoulders, which is
more than I can say for some of my cousins.

Simmer down there, Linus.

Hey.

Hey, hey,

slow down. Boy,

oh, boy.

Kids these days... no control.

Now, back in my day...

Oh, here we go again with the
ancient history lesson Enough.

Oh. Now we're in for it.

Wow!

Oh, what is that?

That is

the only reason for
a horse to live, kid.

It's called a racetrack.

Oh, there's more to life than
running around in a circle.

Well, maybe to you.

It's like this.

Humans race, horses race...

there was even a chicken run...

but there's never been
a goat race

ever, ever, ever.

Get the picture, Franny?

Could I race?

It's-it's-it's complicated.

It takes a lot of work
to become a racehorse.

What's a racehorse?

What's a racehorse?
They're the greatest.

Once a year, there's a big race

to see who's the best
of the best.

By the way,
the horses that won every year

were the ones that we trained.

Why did you quit?

Ix-nay on the other-may.
Comprende?

Just say what you mean, Franny.

We haven't spoken Latin
since the pigs left.

Oh, all right.
A few years ago,

the little girl's mother
had a horrible accident.

Yeah.

Her horse stumbled,

and neither one of them
could be saved.

The chief couldn't bear to
train another day after that.

And neither did we.
Hey, look.

They're ready to go.

How come none of them
have stripes?

You take this one.

Thanks.
Uh, uh, just unlucky, I guess.

Wow! Look at 'em!

Look at 'em run! Watch me!
I'm a racehorse!

Well, would you look at him.

He loves to run;
It's in his heart.

Yeah, but that's not enough.

You could train him,
then it would be enough.

Let me tell you something.

The legs are too short,

the head's too big.

He's got about as much chance
to race as me.

Besides, I have got
better things to do.

Oh, go fix your hair.

I heard that.

Watch me!
I'm in the big race!

Whoo-hoo! Excuse me.

Racehorse coming through.

Whoa, look at that!

Come on!

Dude, I'm right with you.

Cool!

Nice Mohawk.

That's funny.

Mohawk!

What's a Mohawk?

Shut up, you idiot.

You guys train to race?

Yeah.

You want a taste?

Ready, set, go!

Catch me if you can!

Hey! I wasn't ready.

Come on,
you slowpoke. Yeah!

Yee-haw!

I'm not even in second gear yet!

Yeah, he's not even
in second gear yet!

Whoa, Sir Trenton, whoa!

Last one to the fence
is a donkey!

Ooh, it's your dad!

Great.

Son! Stay away
from that fence.

Come on, Dad,
we were just having some fun.

Fun is overrated.

If you're going to be
a champion, I suggest

you start acting like one.

Oh, boy, your dad
scares me, dude.

Not me.

Pride! Ruffshodd!

Coming, Father.

Yeah, um, coming,
Mr. Sir Trenton... sir.

I don't understand.

Why won't he let them
play with me?

You're just different.

And for some horses,
different is scary.

Come on. He's never late.

I'm all ready to go.
Where is he?

Ah, here he comes.

Bring it on.

Show me what you got.

Here we go.

Hoo!

Aha. Hm.

Whoa.

Uh-oh!

Better luck tomorrow!

Aw, dang, I had him today!

She's just not right today,
Mr. Cooper.

Yep. Better give her a break.

Okay.

You call that jumping? Looked
like she was having a seizure.

Sorry, Ms. Dalrymple.

She seemed a bit shy
on the high jumps,

so I thought
I'd take it easy on her.

Oh, of course you did.

But, you know,
the thing is, uh...

I don't pay you to take it easy.

I pay you to train.

You can only push
a horse so hard.

Cooper, Cooper, Cooper.

Why must you be so tedious?

Okay, here's the deal.

Now, as long as I am
signing your checks,

you will push her as
hard as I tell you to.

Don't you have a board meeting
at the track to get to?

As a matter of fact, I do.

Yo, yo, yo, Pride!

Check out the new filly.

What a mane.

Wow, look at those flanks. Watch.
She's gonna come straight for me.

Do I have anything in my teeth?

You always have something

in your teeth,
Ruffshodd. Oh.

Hey, where's she going?

Excuse me. Would you care
to join me for a drink?

A drink? Good call!

Uh... no.

Ouch!

Talk to the tail, boys.

Um, did you ever consider
going around that tree

instead of running through it?

Yeah, well, usually
it moves out of my way.

Uh, I've never heard of a tree
doing that.

You don't know the
trees around here.

Are you new?

Uh, just got here.

I'm Sandy.

I'm Stripes.

You don't say? Hmm.

Are you a racehorse?

No, I'm... I'm a jumper.

I've actually competed
all around the world.

Well, I'm a racehorse.

I'm training to be
in the big race.

By racing the mailman?

Well, the other horses
don't want to race me.

I'm just way too fast for them.

He's not a racer.

Not them again.

They say his dad's a horse
and his mom's a fence.

Oh, real funny, guys.

Uh, I've got to go.

I'm sorry.
I-I'll see you around, Stripes?

Later.

So, Stripey, how's it going?

You still racing the mailman?

Oh, the mailman
wasn't racing him,

he was running away from him.

I'll race you anytime you want.

Ooh...

Well, unfortunately,
I don't race nobodies.

Yeah, he don't race nobodies.

Figures.
All talk and no action.

Well, this is disappointing.

Oh, it's my dad.

Listen, you, I want you
to stop bothering my son.

And you can tell Tucker
I said that.

Trenton's Pride is a champion
with a real future,

And you, well...

you have your place.

Father, I...

You and I will talk
about this later.

Mr. Sir Trenton, sir,
we've been trying

to get this guy to
stop bothering us,

but he just won't stop...

Ruffshodd.

Bothering us.

Shut up, you idiot.

Yes, Mr. Sir Trenton, sir.

And may I say,

your coat is very shiny.

There's a place where
we can settle this.

No humans, no rules.

Where and when?

Welcome to the Blue Moon Races.

Tonight's first contestant
is ten and 0, and good to go.

He is
the baddest pony on the prairie.

Give it up for...

Trenton's Pride!

Step right up
if you're horse enough.

Not me. No way.

Who's feeling their oats?

Nobody could beat him.
No way.

He's too tough. STRIPES:
I'll take him on.

Hey!

Laugh it up.

Just wait and see.

Hey, Sandy.

Hi, Stripes.

Well, well,

I'm surprised you showed up.

You want to talk or race?

That coat is simply dreadful.

Well, it's slimming.

Oh, you're gonna wish
you stayed home.

You're gonna wish
I stayed home, too...

after I kick your butt.

Oh! Big words!

And now...

let's get ready to...

r-r-r-race!

Up to that heap,

around it, and back to here.

I am going to make
you look so bad

in front of your girlfriend.

Come on, Pride!

Send him home, Pride!

You got guts, kid.

Come on, Stripey,

try and keep up, huh?
See you, loser!

Just giving you a head start.

You're gonna need it.

Come on, Pride.
Is that all you got?

Keep up, would you?

I'm not even
breaking a sweat yet.

Good thing your daddy's
not here to see this.

Holy cow, what a kick!

Thanks. At least you're gonna

keep this interesting, huh?

I told you guys he's fast.

Slow down, kid,
you're gonna blow the turn.

Whoa!

Stripes!

Nice turn, Stripey!

I tried to warn you.

How's that branch taste?

Nice, dummy!

Eh, what can you say?
Rookie mistake.

Stripes, are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

What a loser!

Oh, Stripes.

Hey, Stripey!

Did you really think
that you could beat

a trained professional?

Hey, there, boy...

What's up? Hmm?
What's the matter?

I feel like there's something
you're not telling me.

What, you sick or something?

There you are.
Now you're all gorgeous again.

I can't have my best boy looking
all gnarly, now, can I?

Stay out of the mud.

So you're gonna stick
to the story

you don't know where
the mud came from?

It didn't come from
the Blue Moon Races?

No. Just took a mud bath
for my arthritis.

Chan.

Helmet.

Take it easy.

I'm gonna be late for work.

Yeah, that's right.

Boy, will you get a load
of this dump?

Even old MacDonald
wouldn't want this farm.

But it's perfect.

Miles from the Jersey shore,
not an ocean in sight,

not even a birdbath. No one will look
for a classy guy like the Goose here.

Oh, oh, watch where you're
going. That's my knees!

So, that's how we land
in the big city.

If there's no parking space,

you make one.

Any of you mugs

got a problem with that?

Nice landing.

Can we see you take off now?

Hey, are you a small horse
or some sort of an ass?

'Cause you look like an
ass to me.

Look, I don't mean to be rude,
but you seem to be

a little more surf than turf.
Did you take a wrong turn?

All right, because you look
a little slow,

I'll skip the salad and get
right to the risotto.

Let's just say I'm having

a little disagreement
with my family.

We disagree on whether or not
they should whack me.

Name's Goose.

Oh, a pelican named Goose.

Well, my name's Duck.

Duck?
Duck.

Duck?!
Goose.

Oh, you're funny. But there's only
room for one wise guy on this farm.

And by the way, you should know
that Goose is a name

that strikes fear into anyone
on the East Coast.

Hoo-hoo! Don't shoot.
Don't shoot.

I didn't do it.

It was the horse

with the funny hair.

And the goat's in on it, too.

You're fine, pal, unless you're being
chased by a backfiring tractor.

Look, here's the
whole spaghetti sauce.

I'm a hit bird.

And when Sammy the Gull
needs a lesson taught,

the Goose is the guy he calls.

Only this last job,

I had a little mishap.

Instead of hitting Freddie the
Flamingo like I was supposed to,

I hit Sammy's capo,
Johnny Storkanado.

And now Sammy, Freddie,
Johnny, they're all after me.

Hey, buddy, you ever try
shutting up?

You ever try swimming
in cement horseshoes?

I've taken out punks
bigger than you.

Yeah? What'd you do,
talk them to death?

Hey, be careful, pony boy,

or someday somebody's gonna wake
up with your head in their bed.

I should have guessed
from the size

of that pecker,
you'd be a big mouth.

Watch it, stumpy.

I'd cut you off at the knees,

but it looks like
somebody's beat me to it.

All right, knock it off,
you two.

Nobody has anything
to prove here. Stop it.

Proof? You want proof, huh?

You see, Rusty the rotating
rooster up there? Huh? Huh?

He's about to get Goosed.

Where is hunting season
when you need it?

Okay, adjust for the wind.

Nice level flight.

Come on, Goose, use the Force.

Uh-oh.

Well, you can't say

that he couldn't hit
the broad side of a barn door.

Acid rain! Acid rain!
I'm blind.

It's too late for me.
Save yourselves.

I'm going to the light!

I see a bucket
of dead relatives.

Extra crispy!
Extra crispy!

Hey, kiddo, that's
the worst turn

I've ever seen anybody make.

Awful, terrible, Stinko.

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

Hey, come on.
The Blue Moon Races

are the worst-kept
secret of all time.

I know.

I almost had him.

I should have beaten him easily.

Wrong. You need more than raw
talent... which you have...

to beat
a well-trained racehorse.

It takes skill... real skill...

and real discipline
to become a racer.

It's hard work.

Nothing good ever comes easy.

Uh-oh.

And speaking of hard work...

Oh, boy.

See you later, kid.
Good luck.

Hey.

Tractor's down, Stripes.

It's time to earn your keep.

Isn't it?

Yeah.

There you go.

Easy. Take it easy.

Good boy.

There you go.

Come on, now.

Come on, Stripes.

Just give it a little more...

little more.

It's gonna be over with
that much quicker.

Come on, now.

Come on.
Come on...

Hey, sweetness,

look at your big-time
racehorse now.

Yeah, big time.

Check it out.

Hey, Plowboy, you missed a spot.

Why don't you guys
go choke on an apple?

Oh, come on, darling. Don't go
getting your tail in a knot.

Kid, talk to me.

You look frustrated.
What's the matter?

What is it gonna take
for me to get to the track

so I can have
another shot at Pride?

I'm not gonna blow
sunshine up your tail, kid.

You're from the wrong
side of the fence, right?

Yeah.
The only chance

you've got is, is, is, uh...

Forget it, forget it, forget it.

No. What?
What were you gonna say?

You got to get
someone to ride you

so you can show
them what you can do.

A human?

No, we're gonna strap
that sea-brained Reggie

to your back.
Of course a human,

so if you do get the chance
to race, you'll be ready.

And pulling that thing can only
help, so put your back into it.

Get to work.

Yeah. I will make it
to the track, Tucker.

And when I do, I'm gonna beat
Pride and win the big race.

Whoa, big fella!

That's the attitude.

Well, like my mama used to say,

"You can put your boots
in the oven,

but that won't make 'em
biscuits."

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Good boy.

Good boy.

You did all right, huh?
Yeah.

Good boy.

Hey, there's my best boy.

Been working you
hard, hasn't he?

See you later.

Hmm.

All right...

I need to find a way
to get rid of you.

That could be arranged.
Huh?

Who are you?

Name's Goose.
Hey, look, I'm always looking

to do a favor for someone
who's been in the joint.

When did you get out?

Out of where?

The pokey,
the do-right ranch,

the I.M. Bar Inn.
Come on, you can level with me.

What are you talking about?

Oh, you're good. Yes, you are.
You are very good.

So where'd you do
your stretch, huh?

Sing Sing, Alcatraz,
the Bronx Zoo?

Look, how can you help?

All right, listen up,

you give factory rejects.

Professor Goose
is gonna school yous

in how to take out a motorcycle.

Class is now in session.

Will we be tested on this?

Stuff it, McNugget.

Rule number one:
We never say nothing.

Even when tortured,
not a word gets out.

Franny, watch this.

Goose, look out. Freddie
Flamingo's right behind you.

Hey, Goose.

All right.
I'll talk, I'll talk.

It was Vito.
Vito Pelligrino from Pier Nine.

What do you know?

Goose, who is really a pelican,

is really a stool pigeon,

who is actually
a chicken that ducks.

That makes five birds in one.
Count 'em.

I'm no chicken.

Mind you,
I got nothing against chickens.

I mean, some of my
best friends are chickens.

Fowl are...
fine folks.

All right, let's go.
It's time.

Now, you guys stay here.

This ain't gonna be pretty.

Oh, boy, now what do I do?

All right, tough guy, we can do
this the easy way or the hard way.

Gentlemen, don't let
the feathers fool you.

This dude's dangerous.

He's a killing machine
disguised as an idiot.

Hey, you like that?
Huh?

Right in the seat.
Okay.

Lights out.

Burning up the paint!

Do you like that?

Come on.
Can you hear me?

Oh, a spitter, huh?

Oh, you want to dance?

You want a piece of the Goose?

Hey-yah, Hi-yah!

Karate-chop-a!
Hock-a-sock-a!

Sock-a-face-a!
Break-a-bones-a!

You see?
You call the Goose,

and bada-bing...

Bada-boom.

This is Reggie Red Rooster
with "The Farm Report."

In sports news,
Goose the Pelican

dropped the motorcycle
in the first round,

then for good measure, taught
the truck a lesson, as well.

Move it along.
Nothing to see here.

I'm gonna be late for work.

Well, yeah, all right,
you can take Old Blue.

Oh, that's just great.

Oh, come o...

How long will it take
to put on the spare?

Honey, that...

that is the spare.

What the...?!

Can I take Stripes?

What do you mean, ride him?

Just for today.

No. No.

Come on.

I have to get to work.

Can I take him, please?

Honey, no.
Besides,

I mean, I'd never be able
to get a saddle on him.

All right, so I got a
saddle on him... big deal.

It's not like he's
gonna let you ride him.

You don't know him like I do.

Well...

Even if he does let you,
you know how I feel.

Dad, I've been riding
since I was five.

That's not the point.

Come on.

I mean, it's almost like
he wants to be ridden.

Oh, honey, honey, come on.

Just let me try.

Come on, come on...

Careful.

Now we're talking.

Talking to who?

What you been talking about?

You've been training

Stripes, haven't you?

Just nice and easy.

Run, kid, run like the wind.
Show 'em what you got.

Will you shut up?! I'm the
coach; You're the goat.

Now, this is the way it's done.

Run like the wind, kid!
Show 'em what you got!

See? That's coaching.

Come on, boy, come on.

Whoo!

Come on, boy.
Whoo!

Yeah!

Come on, come on, come on...

Whoa.

Good boy.

Oh. We'd better
get going back.

Circus must be in town.

Used to see spots, and
now I'm seeing stripes.

Go home, Shorty.
Where'd that come from?

Shouldn't you be on
a carousel somewhere?

This ain't the zoo.

Go home. Go home,
four left hooves.

Haven't you learned your lesson?

You don't fit in.

Go back to your tribe.
We don't want you.

Nobody asked you here, freak.

Yeah, no freaks allowed.

I'll see you later, buddy.

Be good.

Those guys aren't so fast.

I can take them.

On a cloudy day

When it's cold outside...

Oh, Scuzz!

How can you ruin
a great song like that?

Oh, come on, man.
That song's already ruined.

You need some good tunes
like this...

Can't touch this

Music hits me so hard,
makes me say

"Oh, my Lord,
thank You for giving me

With a mind to rhyme
and a do-da-de..."

Those aren't even the words
to that song.

The words don't matter, man.

You know "You can't touch this,"
and then the rest of it's gold.

Okay, smart boy.

Just go fly yourself into a fan.

Now, come on.

Let's go get some food.

Just follow me.
Waiter, uh...

table for one, please.

Hey, why don't you
take a closer look?

I'll tell Mom.

Oh, Scuzz, I don't believe it.

I got 20 million
brothers and sisters,

and Mom tells me
that I gotta look out for you.

Well, that's 'cause
it's easy, dum-dum.

Nothing bad ever happens to me.

Scuzz, you know what?

Bad is the only thing
that happens to you.

Hey, pull my wing.

No.

It's not like before. I
promise, nothing will happen.

Never, never fall for that.

It's too easy.

Who does that thing belong to?

He's mine,
Ms. Dalrymple.

I had no other way
of getting here.

I'll go put him in the stables.

Yes, and from now on,

you will leave him
at that petting zoo

you and your father so
laughably call a farm.

This is a racetrack,
dear, not the Serengeti.

Here come the hot
stepper... burning up

I'm the lyrical
dancer... burning up

Excuse me, Mr.
Officer... burning up...

You don't know the words
to that, either.

Yeah? Well, I can make up
a rap song about anything.

Yo, horses of courses

We flies like to bite your booty

Then we eat your
fresh, hot doo...

Hey, whoa, whoa.

Whoa, hey, what's that?

What? Huh?

Well, that's obvious.

It's-it's the racetrack referee.
Buzz, check this out.

Hey, pal, why the long face?

Thank you!

"Why the long face?"

Still got it.

Look, wh-what
are you doing?

Look, you're a horse.

You all have long faces.

Get it?

It's a joke.

I've heard all the jokes.

The other racehorses have
been making fun of me

ever since I was born.

All I know is
that I'm different.

Hey, kid, you think
you've had it rough?

You try starting out
life as a maggot.

Nobody wants to pet a
little maggot... nobody.

Scuzz, Scuzz, Scuzz,
come on, now. Easy.

Seriously, kid,

what's with the stripes?

Are you making some kind
of statement or what?

Yeah. You know,
I saw you,

and I was about to say
to my brother, Buzz,

"I never seen a black horse

with white stripes
before, you know?"

You dimwit!

He is obviously

a white horse
with black stripes.

Now, anybody could see that.

Hmm?

Guys, look out.

Are we dead?
Are we dead?

Well, if we are...

Buzz, we're in heaven.

Whoo-hoo.
Bon appetito.

Ugh!

Here comes your
Open winner, Ms. D.

Yes, well, he'd better be,
Mr. Cooper.

Anything less than a victory,

and you'll be back
to shoveling manure.

See you, Woodzie.

Night, Ken.

What are you doing, boy?
We shouldn't be out here.

I know, boy.

I feel it, too.

When I was little...

my mama used to bring me
out here at around this time.

Put me on the saddle behind her,

take me once around the track.

It was like magic.

Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!
Come on, boy.

Come on. Whoo!

Yeah, come on!

Let's go, boy!

Whoa, boy.

Easy, boy.

Good boy.

That a boy.

Easy does it.

Good boy.

Channing.

Well, hold on a second.

Woodzie.

You're not gonna tell
anyone, are you?

Mum's the word.

Well, who's your friend?

Some turn of foot.

This is Stripes.

He's quick, huh?

I'll say. Like to get a
watch on him for real.

Dad doesn't want me
to run, let alone race.

Well, that's a crime.

You move just like your mom.

God rest her soul.

And not even a proper saddle.

Look, a trainer friend of mine
is working some horses

in a time trial tomorrow.

Why don't you come out
early and join in?

Yeah, you...
just think about it.

Hey.

Forget where the house is?

Ms. Dalrymple made me stay late.

I can't stand her.

Don't give me excuses.

And don't take it out on her.

If anything, you
should pity her.

She sees a horse, she doesn't
see beauty like we do,

she just sees
a piece of business.

I don't see how
you ever worked for her.

She's such a pain in the butt.

Well, 'cause I let most of it go

in one ear and out the other.

Worth it, I got a chance to work
with some mighty fine horses.

You could do it again, you know.

Chan...

Dad, everybody says
you're still the best.

We just need a few
horses to get us started.

Then we could put old Dalrymple

out to pasture
where she belongs.

That's in the past, honey.

I fixed the flat.

You can take Blue
to work tomorrow.

But I want to ride Stripes.

He was great, Dad.
You should have seen him.

That was a one-shot deal.

You know how I feel.

What about how I feel?

The discussion's over.

But Dad...

I said no, Chan.

You are so busy
trying to keep me from

hurting myself like Mom

that you won't give me a chance
to just try anything.

Just because you've
given up on your dreams,

doesn't mean that I have to.

Cha...

He treats me like I'm
still a little girl.

Well, I'm not.

I want to race.

I'm gonna race.

And no one can stop me.

Doesn't anybody have a clock?!

Easy, girl.

Hey, it's Woodzie.

What? No!

Hey! I'm drowning!

Get out of there, Scuzz.

That's the man's "Expresso."

I know.

Hey...

I'm "expressing" myself.

You are the reason
they invented fly swatters.

Ms. Dalrymple, there are
those that are saying

Trenton's Pride is the only real

contender in this year's Open.

How do you feel about that?

Well, dear, how do
you feel about that?

Ms. Dalrymple!

How does Trenton's Pride

compare with his
legendary father?

Well, I like to believe...

What is that?
James, where are you?

And I...

What-What... Where's...

Excuse me. Excuse me.

I can't believe
we're being upstaged

by a zebra.

What is that dreadful
child up to now?

How can they allow this
to happen?

Put those down!

Who do you think you are?!

You don't know
nothing about this!

It's a bad joke!

You're all right, boy.
You're all right. Shh...

Go, boy.

Whoa, whoa, Stripes.

Whoa-ho.

Come on, come on, boy.

Come on, Stripes. Come on.

Hyah! Hyah!
Come on, boy! Come on!

Faster!
Come on, boy!

Whoo! Yeah! Attaboy!

Faster, Stripes.
Faster, come on.

Who would've thought

a zebra could have such a kick?

Faster, faster, faster, boy!

Hyah! Hyah!

He's on the rail
and moving fast.

Whoa!

Chan!

Oh, my.

You better make sure
you get this, Mike.

Chan... Chan...

I'm all right, Dad... nothing's
broken; It's no big deal.

Just look in my eyes.

Dad, it's nothing.

Listen, listen.

It's fine.

This is exactly

what I told you
was going to happen.

Your father's right, for once.

He just got spooked,
it's not his fault.

He just needs
some more training.

Yes, right.

Although I'm sure that
more than half of the blame

sits squarely on
the shoulders of his rider.

You're such a...

Chan, Chan, Chan. Go get Stripes
and meet me in the parking lot.

You so obsessed with winning

you're going to pick
on a teenage girl?

Really, Nolan, you expect me
to dignify that?

I'm just a Kentucky gal
who loves watching

thoroughbreds racing
at the top of their game.

Of course you are.

Tell you what.

As Chairman of
the Turfway Board,

I hereby extend an
invitation to Mr. Walsh

to enter his zebra

in the Kentucky Open.

All it takes is an entrance fee.

Walsh! Mr. Walsh.

Mr. Walsh...

Mr. Walsh?

Well, there goes the great

Nolan Walsh, everyone.

Corn farmer and zebra trainer.

And you can print that.

Hey, Clara,

can they print that you ain't
won the Kentucky Open

since Nolan stopped training

your horses for you?

Mind your own business,
track rat.

You there.

See what happens when
you forget your place?

A racetrack

is no place for a zebra.

What did you just call me?

A zebra...

which is what you are.

You didn't really think you
were a horse, did you?

But I am a horse.

A racehorse.

You're nothing of the kind.

You're lunch for a lion
and that's about it.

One thing's for sure, kid.

You will never be a Racehorse.

A zebra?

I thought I was a racehorse.

Why didn't anyone tell me?

I just can't believe you
deliberately disobeyed me.

I can't believe
you took her side.

No, I didn't take her side.

And don't change the subject.

Mom would have let me ride...

Don't bring your mother
into this conversation.

Just don't.

Why not?

At least she would have
tried to understand.

That's more than
I can say for you.

Don't get out of the truck.

Channing, get back in the truck.

Don't do it.

Huh?

Well, well, well.

Look what the cat drug in.

Oh! Don't shoot me!
Don't shoot me!

Whoa. Jersey flashback.

Hey, we made it, man.
Nice.

That sure beats flying.

We made it, but, uh...

well, little skeeter
here didn't.

Oh, no.

You know, that's why
Mom always said...

"Look both ways

before crossing."

Afternoon, Woodzie.

What brings you out here?

I got a hunch about your zebra.

Look at this.

I left it right
where it was this morning.

23 seconds for a quarter mile?

I know he didn't finish,
but I got him between

the quarter pole
and the half mile pole:

23 flat.

Your zebra.

Look, that zebra
really wants to race.

I can see it.

You just need to train him.

Where would I do that?

And even if I could, I mean...

you got the $5,000
for the entrance fee?

I don't.

I do, and I won most of it
betting on your horses.

I know a good bet

when I see it,
and I can't bet him

if he's not in the race.

Come on, Nolan.

No.

That's final.

Too poor to paint,
too proud to whitewash.

Whoa, whoa, he's not going
to let Stripes race.

That's not cool.

Let's go talk to Tucker.

Ta-dah!

Guess who!

Hey, Buzz and Scuzz.
How you been, fellas?

Hey, we sure miss you
down at the track.

Ah, those were some great years.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Listen, listen...

we got some bad news
for Stripes.

Let me guess: His parole
officer's caught up with him.

Don't let him
take you alive, kid.

Is he always like this?

Worse. Much worse.

Anyway, listen, kid.

The chief isn't going
to let you race.

But don't worry about that;
We'll cheer you up.

Check this one out.

Ebony and ivory

Live together in perfect harmony

Side by side on my piano...

Get off me, you stupid flies.
Get off.

Man, "Ebony and Ivory"
didn't work?

Huh, that's a first.

I told you
we should have rapped.

Stripes, you know, walking away

isn't going to solve anything.

Who cares? Leave me alone.

We've got to get
this kid into the race.

Not a chance, the chief
will never go for it.

Of course he will.

Just like somebody else I know,
he just needs a little push.

I'm going to bed.

Channing.

Yeah?

Why don't you come on out here?

Come on.

This is going to be a hard one.

I mean...
probably

the only thing to do,
the obvious thing,

is to get rid of the problem.

What?

Dad, no.

It's not Stripes' fault.

He's not the problem,
it's my fault.

Dad... you can't
just get rid of him.

I know him better
than anyone ever could.

I love him.

What do you think
the alternative is?

I don't ride him.

Ever, ever again.

That's right, honey.

Franny.

Hey...

Hey...

How did you know?

Whoa!

If you build it, they will come.

Well, it's show time, kid.

You ready to start training?

Why bother?

I don't understand this.

Isn't this what he wanted?

This is exactly why
I never had kids.

Reggie.

Yes?

Get off my back.

Hey, hotshot.

Run into any trees lately?

Oh, great; More jokes.

I really
want to be alone, Sandy.

What's going on with you?

That doesn't sound like
the attitude of a racehorse.

That's because

I'm not a Racehorse.

I'm not even a regular horse.

I'm a...

Zebra?

I know that you're a zebra.

I've traveled
around the world, remember?

Why didn't you say anything?

Because I don't care
that you're not a racehorse.

You love to run
and that's all that matters.

Maybe to you, but it's not
your problem, Sandy.

You know, if you want
to see the real problem,

try looking down.

Fine.

Honey, I know
it's been a long day,

and after
we're done with the gate,

we need to start thinking
about how he's going

to last through the race. So we got to work
on stamina more than speed, 'cause zebras

burn a whole lot more
adrenaline than horses do.

They have heightened
flight reflex.

It comes from being hunted

on the plains of Africa.

That's right, you're not the
only one who uses the Internet.

Impressive, Dad.

Let's get back to it.

Let's give one more shot at it.

All right, bring him in.

That's it.

Careful, Chan. Careful.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. That's all right.
Walk him away from the gate.

Walk him away from the gate. Walk him
away from the gate, it's all right.

Oh, the gate's always trouble.

They should know that.

He needs a break.

He needs a break.
So do I.

I don't know why
he's acting like this.

Well, it's going
to take him some time

to get used to it, that's all.

He'll be all right.

I better go talk to the kid.

Take it easy on him.

Hey, kid, what's your problem?

I'm not a racehorse.

What does that mean?

I don't belong in the gate.

No, no, you're wrong,
and I'll tell you why.

Racing is for anyone, anyone
with a fire in their heart.

What do you know,
you little nobody?

You never raced.

They're all the same.

Tucker doesn't understand.

He didn't even know
that I was a zebra.

He doesn't get it.
What's he ever done?

Let me tell you something.

I've made
a few clams on the ponies.

This guy's
all hair and no brains.

That's just about enough
out of you, young colt.

And Goose: Bang!

Come here.

These people think
they know everything.

Every time you try
to tell somebody

something, they get an attitude.

Hey, I didn't know
the goat was packing.

Come up here.

I want you to take a look
up there.

You tell me what you see.

I've seen them before.

The chief,
my girl and her mother.

And that's it? No.
Look closer.

That's Sir Trenton.

And who else?

Tucker.

That's right.
Tucker.

He trained Sir Trenton.

He and the chief
trained all the winners,

and not one of them
ever, ever thanked him.

How come he never said anything?

Because to him, actions
speak louder than words.

He believes in you,

and now you're going to have
to believe in him, too.

I'm sorry for the way

I've been acting. I'm the last
one who should be name calling.

Come on, look at me, kid.

When you got shorter legs
than a sheepdog,

you get used to being
made fun of.

I can relate.

It's just...

Ah... I'm not really
a racehorse.

I'm a...

I'm a zebra.

So what? To me, you're
just a horse with stripes

who needs
an attitude adjustment.

Tucker, you don't really think
I have what it takes, do you?

Now, listen to me, kid.

You're right. You don't have the
strength or natural ability

of one of the thoroughbreds.

I knew it.

But you

have got more heart

than all of them put together.

But the gate...

I freeze up.
It keeps me from running.

I don't what it is.
I-I can't do it.

Look, most horses are afraid
of the gate at first.

It's perfectly normal.
But they get over it.

You will, too.

You just keep running, okay?

And let the chief
worry about the gate.

He knows what he's doing.

Attaboy! Yeah!

Yeah, boy!

You see...
you see that?

Good job, Chan!

There it is.

That's what I'm talking about.

Good job, Chan!
Walk him out!

We might actually have a chance.

Yeah, if we're lucky,
maybe a 99-to-one.

Well, there's just one thing left
to work on... and that's the gate.

Oh, no problem.

You worked every kind
of horse there is.

Yeah, well, the problem
is, he's not a horse.

Relax, Nolan.

If anyone can do it, you can.

I'm counting on it.

It's gonna sound
like a carnival.

You're not going to know
which way to look.

I want you to just look
straight ahead.

Just ignore all that noise.

All that talk, all that yelling,
all that jiggling.

Come on, now.

You got to let all this...

just out of your mind.

All that's got to fall away.

That's right, that right,

'cause I want your world
to be silent.

I want you to hear nothing...

just your own heartbeat.

That's it.

Easy does it.

Come on, now. That's a good boy.
Good boy.

Good boy.
That's a good boy.

He's got the idea.

Come on, now.
Good job, Stripes.

That's a good boy.
Chan, duck your head.

That's not so hard, it is?

Slow down now.

Good boy.
Easy does it.

Good boy.

Just like that.
There you go.

Whoa, whoa.

Good boy.

You're doing good.
You're doing good.

That's right, boy.
Attaboy.

Ho, ho, ho. Easy does it.

Good boy.

You did it.

Yeah, I guess I did, huh?

Now what?

Well, now you give it
all you got.

Attaboy! Let's show
'em what you got!

They cannot be serious.

This will not stand.

I will not allow that beast
to run in my competition.

Please, Father, don't interfere.

I can win it fair and square.

Ha. That's not a risk
I'm willing to take.

Double Pride's workout schedule.

♪ Turn me loose,
it's now or never ♪

♪ I feel like I could
run forever ♪

♪ A new day's come ♪

♪ A new moon's risin' ♪

♪ I'll take my chances
on the blue horizon ♪

♪ In our hands,
the sky's the limit ♪

♪ The race is on ♪

♪ We have to win it ♪

♪ Hold on tight,
we're gonna get there ♪

♪ This time we're
on our way ♪

♪ It ain't over yet ♪

♪ You could lay your bet ♪

♪ Now nothing's in my way ♪

♪ You ain't seen nothin' yet ♪

♪ I have learned to fly ♪

♪ Hold my head up high ♪

♪ Something I don't want you
to forget ♪

♪ It ain't over yet ♪

♪ Ain't over yet ♪

♪ It ain't over yet... ♪

Come on, Scuzz,
what are you doing here?

Give it to me.
Push!

But I can't do no more.
Take it.

Put the marshmallows back on.

You ate the marshmallows.

♪ It ain't over yet ♪

♪ No ♪

♪ It ain't over ♪

♪ Till it's over ♪

♪ It ain't over yet. ♪

Boy, are you in for a surprise.

You'll never beat a Trenton.

Oh, you weren't supposed
to hear that.

Oh, God, what is that?

I got a million eyes and you got
every one of them burning.

Well, tomorrow's
the big day, kid.

Do you think I'm ready?

Absolutely.

Listen, you can run,
there's no doubt about that.

But remember, your legs
are going to be burning up

like fire when
you're turning for home.

And that's when you find out
what you're really made of.

You know what I used to tell
all my racers?

Don't look back,
leave it all on the track.

What does that mean?

Kid, when the time is right,

you'll know.

Hello.

Where you think you're going?

You have a big day tomorrow.
You can't go.

I need to make things right
with Sandy.

Mmm. All right.

I understand.

But listen, a little advice
from an old goat:

Relationships are like racing.

When you do it for love,
you've already won.

Go on, go on.

Hey, Sandy.

What?

I was hoping you'd come by.

- I'm sorry...
- I'm sorry that I was mean.

You go first.

The things I said
the other day...

I just wanted to
say I was wrong.

Well, yeah.

You just...
you got me so mad

because you weren't seeing it.

Seeing what?

How lucky you are.

Me? Lucky?

Yes.

The grass is way greener

on your side of the fence.

Look at that those fancy
training facilities.

You've got everything a
racehorse could ever dream of.

Yeah, everything
except real friends.

Friends like you have.

And a friend like I bet you are.

Listen, Sandy...

I know I don't look
like a racehorse, but, uh...

Stop. Stop.

You know, I care more about
what's on the inside

and you have more on the inside

than any of the horses
over there,

and, well,
I also happen to think

that what you have
on the outside

is the cutest thing
on four hooves.

And, just so you know,

I'm already on your side.

Well, well, well.

What have we here?

Beauty and the Beast.

Oh, no. Sir Trenton.

I'm afraid there's been
a change of plans, zebra.

You're about to get scratched
from tomorrow's race card.

Oh, no.

There's so many.

It's okay.

We'll stay calm.

Pretty picture, huh, boys?

Don't do this,
Sir Trenton. Please.

Take her away.

All right, boss.

Let's go.
Sandy!

Stripes, I'm not going
anywhere without you.

It's all right, Sandy.
Just go.

We're out of here.

Trust me, you don't
want to see this.

You better not hurt her.

Oh, don't fret about her.

As long as you don't race tomorrow,
I wouldn't dream of harming her.

You, on the other hand,
need to be taught a lesson.

Show him.

Oh, that's just great.

The race is in four hours.

When he went out last night,
he said he was

gonna go find Sandy.

And you, Miss Softie, you
just let him go, didn't ya?

Goose, time to earn your keep.

I'm on it.

Where are you, kid?
Where are you?

Looks like the work of a pro.

Hey, kid...
kid, come on, wake up.

How many wings am I holding up?

Is he okay?

Goose, go get him some water.

Ah, I knew I should have
stayed with him last night.

They have Sandy.

Sir Trenton's gonna hurt her
if I race.

Those dirty rats.

I say we get busy
and show those bums what for.

Pow!

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah...
no, you're right.

You are right.

Let us go
and kick some horse flank.

Come on, y'all.

Let's move in

with the SWAT team!

Quiet!

Thank you.

Now, listen, to rescue Sandy,

we all have to work together.

Just when I think I'm out,
they pull me back in!

Here's the plan...

and I don't why I didn't think
of this earlier...

I could build
a giant wooden chicken

and hide inside.
Then,

under cover of night,

I'll drop out
and I'll... I'll... I'll...

Or I could just stay home.

Knock it off, Reggie.

Now, listen up.
Here's what we're gonna do.

Listen, boy.

I won this race,
my daddy won it.

His daddy won it.

All the way back
to General Trenton,

who won the first Kentucky Open

a hundred years ago.

You get my point?

I'll do my best, Dad.

Yeah, well, good.

You won't get away with this,
Sir Trenton.

Hush, now, little girl.

You're interfering
with my Mozart.

I wonder if he was
a thoroughbred.

There's Sandy.

Yeah, and there's Sir Trenton...

all 1,500 pounds of him. We'll
never get her out of there.

Oh, yes, we will.

We just need a diversion.

I got your diversion right here.

Out of my way.

Goose, stick with the plan.

Hey, moron, up here!

Huh?

Never side against the family.

Uh-oh.

Will you remind me again
why we brought him?

Hey, who killed the lights?

Echo.
How did you get in here?

Say your prayers, Pelican.

Your lights are about to go out

for good.
Can I get a little help here?

Oh, great.
There goes plan A.

Say hello...

To plan B.

Horse's booty
at 12:00.

Follow me, Buzz.
You're my Wingman.

No way... you
follow me.

You are my Wingman.

I am not your Wingman.

You're my former Wingman.

Whoa, dude, a little
trim wouldn't kill you.

What is that hideous racket?

Get back here, you chicken.

Come on, I'll fight you
with one wing behind my back.

Nobody is allowed in my stables.

I'll shut you up for good.

Scuzz, you always get us
in trouble.

Hey, Trenton,

walk this way.

Come on, Buzz,

break it down.
What in the...?

This thing must be disco.

Aw, come on, you can do it.

You're Superfly, son.

All right, partner,
step back and watch me work.

She told me to

Walk this way...

Tell me somethin' now.
Talk this way...

Sound like you mean it.

Walk this way...

Come on, now.

Talk this way

What is going on here?

Tucker, get Sandy.

You're the boss.

♪ Walk this way ♪

♪ Talk this way... ♪

What...?

Come on, Sandy.

Tucker, you ol' rail rat,
I might've known

you'd be behind this.
Let's go, quick.

You and your animal freak show

have gotten in my way
for the last time.

Those legs won't carry you far,
Tucker.

Hey, wait for us!

Where are they?

Come on.

Stripes,

over here!

Sandy!

Look out, he's coming!

I'm getting too old for this.

Listen, you was born
too old for this.

Let's go.

You won't get away with this.

Leave us alone, Sir Trenton.

You and your foolish friends
have accomplished nothing.

The affections of a filly
do not make you a racehorse.

You know something, Sir Trenton?

I don't want to be a racehorse.

I'm a zebra, and I'm going
to the big race.

You fool.

Come on, Tucker,

let's go win ourselves
a horse race.

I like your attitude.

You runts don't know
what you're in for.

Well, he's nowhere
south of the barn.

He's not by the creek either.

What are we going to do?

Well, we're going
to keep looking.

Going to start at
the top of the hill.

Well, let's go.
We got a race to run.

Stripes is missing. We don't
know what happened.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

He's looks okay to me.

Chan, get him cleaned up

and loaded right now.

You got it, coach.

It's the filly.

It always is.

Hey!

Hey, she's from Philly.

I didn't know

she was from Philly.

Oh, man, I love
those Philly cheese steaks.

Or any kind of cheese, really.

Or, actually, any kind
of food from anywhere...

especially candy and poop.

What were we talking about?

I hate my life.

Guys, I'm not going to let
Tucker have all the fun.

There is no way
I'm missing this.

Hey, hold on!

Wait for me!

Yee-haw!

This chicken is flying the coop.

Finally, some peace and quiet.

Y'all go ahead. Bye-bye now.

I'll just stay here and watch
the palace for Shizzle.

Woof.

Hang on a second.
Just, uh...

I think your mom would've
wanted you to have that.

Dad...

I don't know what to say.

Well, you were right.

You know, I've been... scared
since Mom died.

You know, too scared
to train horses and...

too scared to let you grow up.

You forgive your old man?

Daddy, you're not old.

Maybe a little gray.

All right, well...
Just let's get a move on.

Riders, up.

There you go.

Okay, come on.

Stay away from the rail, now.

Don't get boxed in.

Ladies and gentlemen,
would you all please stand

and join in singing
the national anthem.

O say can you see

By the dawn's early light

What so proudly we hail

At the twilight's last gleaming?

Whose broad stripes...

All right, kid,
when you're in the gate,

don't listen
to the other racers.

Let them do
all the horsing around.

You save your energy
for when it counts.

Right. But, Tucker,

I do kind of feel
sick to my stomach.

Good. That means you're ready.

♪ ...And the home
of the brave! ♪

This is Courtney Jones, KNN,
coming to you live

from Turfway Park, where horse
racing history is about to made.

Can a zebra... sentimental
favorite, Stripes...

beat Trenton's Pride?

He is trained
by the legendary Nolan Walsh,

who came out of retirement
specifically for this race.

Stripes is ridden
by the remarkable

16-year-old jockey
Channing Walsh.

What could go down

as extraordinary in the history
of horse racing

is taking place at Turfway Park
down in Kentucky.

Only a few short weeks ago,

no one ever heard of Stripes
the racing zebra.

Nolan.

Clara.

Beautiful day, huh?

Well, it would be
if you weren't working so hard

to ruin my race day with
that glorified donkey of yours.

You're awfully chipper
for someone who's about to lose.

You want to make this
more interesting?

I mean...

I'm listening.

All right, I'll make you a deal:

My zebra wins,
I get your filly...

the white jumper.

And-And, your horse
wins, I'll...

I'll give you the Walsh farm.

Nolan, well, my filly is worth

twice as much
as your piece of... land.

I'll tell you what.

You lose, and you come back
to work for me.

Lifetime contract...
in writing.

Deal.

It'll be real nice
to have you back, Nolan.

All right, no speeches.
You all know what to do.

Go get 'em.

Oh, there he is!

Come on, Franny.

You didn't think
we were going to let you have

all the glory to yourself,
did you?

Just like old times, Fran.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the starter's
now called the roll.

The horses are approaching
the starting gate.

Gonna ride you into
the track, pony boy.

They're all in.

And away they go.

Stripes! Stripes!

Go! Come on, Stripes!

You're out
of your league, freak.

Should have stuck
to racing the mailman.

Tell Tucker
Ruffshodd's got him boxed in.

Copy that, big beak.

Ten-four. Roger Wilco.

Ruffshodd's got him boxed in.

Tell Stripes to hug the rail

and make his move at the turn.

Got it. Let's fly.

Hey, Buzz.
What?!

Did you ever notice the irony
when you said, "Let's fly"?

What are you talking about?

I'm just asking. 'Cause

we are flies and all, you know?

You ever examine life

and think about that stuff?

Would you shut up?!

Hey, Tucker says to hug the rail

and make your move at the turn.

You're doing great, kid.
You're doing great.

How does the rail taste?

You'll never
see the finish line.

Ruffshodd's putting the old
Jersey squeeze on him.

That's the dirtiest
trick in the book.

Oh, not for long. Time to take
a bite out of crime.

Oh, I hate horse meat.

Here goes!

Come out of the turn,

and Ruffshodd has inexplicably
tossed his rider.

And Ruffshodd
is out of the race.

That's my boy.

You've always been
a pain in the butt.

They're heading
down the backstretch

and Trenton's Pride
is running a perfect race.

He's moving
like an absolute winner.

Trenton's Pride right
up there in third spot,

but the sentimental choice,
Stripes,

is coming under pressure
and starting

to drop back along the inside.

Had enough, boy?

It was too much to ask of him.

Yep.

I can't do it.
I can't do it.

Oh, boy. Maybe I was wrong.

He might not have it.

The kid... the kid is wiped out.

Yeah, he's falling back fast.

All right, okay, one last shot.

You tell him if he believes

he's not good enough,

he should stop trying.
It's okay.

This is Superfly.
We're proceeding to the target.

Do you copy, Scuzz?

Hey, I told you to use my
code name... Luke Scuzzwalker.

Hey, kid, listen.

Coach says that if
you're not good enough

you should stop trying.
It's okay.

You tell Tucker I've got
a message for him.

Hey, Stripes said to tell you...

Don't look back,

leave it all on the track.

Yes! That trick works
every time.

Whoa.

Let's go.

Stripes is starting

to pick it up along the inside.

Stripes is surging
back into contention.

Trenton's Pride in front,

but here comes Stripes
charging along the inside.

And Stripes is picking them off

one by one... he's coming up
on Trenton's Pride.

Come on, Stripes.

Stripes! Come on, Stripes!

Come on, Channing!
Come on, Channing!

Whoa!

Ah!

Let him run!

Who let the zebras out?

Ooh! Ooh-ooh! Ooh!

Stripes and Trenton's Pride.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

No!

Let him run!

Come on, Channing!

Come on! Move your
butt! Come on!

Way to go!

Yeah!

Yeah!

That's my boy right there!

By Trenton's Pride,

and Stripes is the winner
of the Kentucky Open,

narrowly beating Trenton's Pride

in a driving finish.

I won.

I can't believe it.
I won.

That's my best boy.

Whoa.

Come on, hurry up.

We're going
to the winner's circle.

This is his moment, guys.

Come on, he did it.

Did you see him, Dad?

Did you see him? He almost
shot out from underneath me!

Your mom would be so proud.

And so am I.

Hey, Stripey.

Yeah?

My father was wrong about you.

You're a great racer.

Thanks. So are you.

We left it all
on the track, didn't we?

Yeah, yeah, I guess we did.

I'll see you at the fence?

Yeah, see you.

Great job, Goose.

You make a lousy gangster,

but you're
a stand-up pelican.

Listen, you mug,
I... I...

Hey, that's the nicest thing

a very short horse
ever said to me.

Well then, why don't you
stick around here, Goose?

We make a pretty good team.

Now that's an offer
I can't refuse.

But first, there's something
I got to take care of.

I demand an inquiry!

Do you hear me?!

Channing? Channing,
over here!

That zebra was
all over the field!

Ms. Dalrymple, have
you had anything...

You listen to me.

I want that zebra disqualified.

Say hello to my little friend.

And I insist that you
pay attention to...

To me.

Will you excuse me?

Oh, I know how you feel, honey.

It happened to me.

All I can tell you
is rinse, lather and repeat.

Rinse, lather and repeat.

Stripes!

Stripes, over here.

Stripes!

Where's he going?

Come on, get back up there.

You should be
in the winner's circle.

We both should be.

I'd be nothing without you.

Thanks, kid.

You know, the roses
make you look like Elvis.

Very Elvis.

Very Elvis '75.

I'm so proud of you, Stripes.

Thanks, Sandy.

Coming through!
Coming through!

Big winner coming through!

Oh, yeah, catch me, baby!

Catch me!
Get the good side.

Hey, boy.

Say cheese!

Big smile!