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Kill that old...

Right.

Let's have the next candidate.

No! No!

Do you want it to catch a chill or
worse?

Walk him round. Call him down a bit.

Gradual does it.

Careful,

sir. He's got spirit.

I've never been mastered by a horse yet.

Very nice, Amy. Just the right place.

You, young man.

Yes, missus?

Miss, not missus.

I'm the housekeeper.

Oh, never mind.

Look, I want you to tell everyone that
Dr. James Gordon, M .D., is now in

practice at York Cottage.

Yes, I'll tell him, missus.

But it won't do no good, will it?

Why not?

You're from London.

You're foreigners.

Did you hear that?

It'll be all right, Amy, once they get
to know us. To think we left London for

this. No shops, no streets, no people.

No fogs. Nothing but trees and fields
and animals.

It's your children I feel sorry for,
Doctor.

It's frightening.

Stay here now.

Keep quiet.

Stay here, boy.

Don't be afraid.

You'll be safe with us, boy.

Sorry, Mr. Samson.

Well?

I've been every place I can think of.

There's no sign of him. Samson!

Samson! Who's there?

It's only Alfred, Uncle.

Bring him here.

I'm still running the business, so tell
me what's going on.

Eh?

What's going on?

Is he very sick, Father?

No.

No, a chill, just a chill.

Just a chill, I think.

Look, why don't you two run down to the
village, find the local veterinary

surgeon and ask him to call on us as
quickly as possible.

But you can treat him, Father.

You don't need anyone.

Like that horse in London last year.

Please.

Father, please help him.

Yes, well, we're strangers here, aren't
we? We don't want to offend anyone.

Go on, off you go.

Yeah? We've a horse that's sick and
lame, too.

It's a matter of life or death. Can your
husband come quickly, please?

Well, now, young miss, as to that, I
doubt if he can come quick or slow.

Is he out on a call?

In a manner of speaking, yeah.

He was called himself two year ago.

You mean he's dead?

So they told me at the time.

Been gone two year he has.

Ask the police.

Someone might have reported seeing the
horse.

And ask around the village. They might
have heard something down there.

Right, copper.

And Samson?

What is it now?

If you don't find him, you'll pay every
penny he's worth. Understand?

And that's nigh on 50 guineas.

Did you find the vet?

There is one.

I wish I knew more about horses.

I could mend a broken leg, but this is
something quite different.

Father, we have complete faith in you.

Haven't we, Kevin?

Oh, yes, of course.

Utter and complete faith.

All right, let's try.

Kevin, you shall be the first to say
grace in our new home. Yes, Father.

We thank thee, Lord, for the good food
thou hast placed before us. And may we

always be mindful of the horse.

Don't forget the horse.

This is grace, not prayers.

Same thing.

And please let the black horse get
better and stay with us for always.

Amen. And may we be mindful for the
needs of others.

Amen.

Amen.

When my children found him, he was
utterly exhausted.

Not surprised.

All of eight miles from here. He must
have galloped all the way. I see.

And what frightened him so much?

Who frightened him?

I don't know.

But what I do know is I'm taking him
back with me.

No, he mustn't. He's in no condition to
be moved.

I'll decide that.

You've got no right to keep him here.

We've no wish to keep your horse, sir,
but there are other considerations.

But we do.

We do. want to keep him eavesdropping,
whatever next.

Now get into the kitchen, both of you,
this minute.

Very consideration, sir, as if this
horse belongs to me.

I wouldn't move a cat, a dog, or any
other animal in that condition.

May I remind you, sir, you're a doctor
of medicine.

You've come to take him away, haven't
you?

I beg your pardon?

The horse.

The black horse.

I reckon so, missy.

I mean, that's if he can be moved.

Will you answer me a question?

Well, if I can, Missy.

What would it cost to buy the black
horse?

Oh, well, that'll be up to Mr. Ryder.

The man in there with my father?

No, no, old Mr. Ryder.

That's the one.

I see.

But what would it cost?

Well, I'd say about 50 guineas.

50 guineas?

No, it's out of the question.

But you'll need... Quite out of the
question. Let's hear no more about it.

I'm sorry, my darling.

Good night.

Pa? Yes?

When will they take him?

Not until the morning, and not even then
if he isn't better.

I'll see to that.

Good night.

Is he all right, Father?

He's still sleeping, which is what you
should be doing, young lady.

Good night, Papa.

Good night.

I'll soon get the place ship -shaped.
I'll get the rest of the curtains up

tomorrow. Oh, thank you, Amy.

The children have taken quite a fancy to
that animal.

Too much so, I fancy.

But you'll need to buy a horse, won't
you?

One I can afford.

Oh.

Mr. Ryder?

Gordon. Dr. Gordon.

Who might these be?

Oh, this is my son, Kevin.

How do you do, sir? And my daughter,
Victoria.

How do you do, sir?

That'll be Mrs. Gordon.

No, sir, I'm a widower. This is Amy,
Miss Winthrop, our housekeeper and our

friend. A widower, eh?

Well, I know what that's like.

Would you care to come inside?

The house is untidy as yet, but you are
welcome to a pot of tea.

Now, let's do what we come for.

Collect the horse.

What's up with your girl, then?

She's upset, sir, about the horse going.

I see. And you're not, eh? You don't
care.

Oh, yes, indeed.

I care very much, sir, as we all do.

I wish we could afford to buy him, but
Father says he'll cost too much. All

right, Kevin, that's enough.

Go and find your sister.

Very well, Father. Goodbye, sir.

What are those?

A young ticker.

Shall we go?

Wait a minute, Mr. Ryder's been very
kind. He's agreed to leave the horse

until Monday. And then?

Then he goes to the horse fair at
Crowley to be sold.

I'm sorry, Vicki. I did ask, but I
couldn't meet Mr. Ryder's price.

Oh, I wish we weren't so poor.

Yes, it's a very hard life.

But now, you've got the horse for five
days.

So off you go. Make the most of it.

Oh.

The rider.

You'll be careful now, won't you?

As far as you could see, there was no
physical injury.

No, no, sir. It looked like one of his
attacks to me, sir.

And did he have his pills with him?

No, I couldn't see him, sir.

All right, come on, boy. We've got to go
like the wind.

What is it?

Oh, where is he? All right, I'll find
him. You take care of the horse. He's

his part well.

i don't know could you bring me some
more blankets please

You don't have to whisper, lad. I'm not
an invalid.

And I'm not ready for the churchyard
yet.

Yes, well, you can thank the black
horse. If he hadn't got me here in time,

you'd... Keep him quiet.

He's to rest today, and after that he
should be as right as rain.

Good day, Mr. Ryder.

Good day, Doctor.

And thank you.

You're welcome.

What should we do today?

I don't know.

I don't really feel like doing anything.

We could go up to those woods over the
hill.

If you like.

mean it, Mr. Ryder? Of course.

Never say what I don't mean. Sorry, sir.

Thank you, Mr. Ryder.

Father.

He's on.

Mr. Ryder's given him to us.

Well, one good turn, I suppose.

Come on. Time to be off.

Dr. Gordon.

I don't know how to say it, but... Don't
try then. Come on.

Well, I suppose he ought to have a name.

Now, let's see.

Jet?

Swift? No, they're not right.

Blackbird.

Ebony. Lightning?

Something that describes him. Well, he's
black.

And he's very beautiful.

Black beauty.