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Gypsy Colt 1954 Bichinho de Estimação

School must be getting out.

I can't figure out gypsy nudges.

It ain't natural.

That horse knows it's coming through like he

had a clock in his hand.

Dark behind it rose the forest, rose the

black and gloomy pine trees, rose the birds

with combs upon them.

Let's have order, please.

Go on, Meg.

Rose the furs with combs upon them.

Well, he's a little early today.

Go on, Meg.

Yes, ma'am.

Bright before it beat the water, beat the

clear and shining water, beat the shining big

sea water.

I'm sorry, Miss Hartnett.

Go away, gypsy.

They're the wrinkled old Nokomis.

I don't know how Frank McQuaid keeps that

horse alive.

I ain't got water enough for a chicken.

His well is as dry as the rest.

What'd they say?

They'll be here tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

When are you going to tell her, Frank?

I don't know, Em.

I don't know.

But you don't want her to come home

tomorrow and find Gypsy gone without warning.

I'm elected, Em.

She knows how you feel about him.

All right, I'll tell her.

No, it isn't going to be easy.

Sure ain't.

Like selling one of the family.

The sooner we get it over with, the

better.

His last pail of water.

Let's make it a good one.

Hiya, Pop.

Hi, honey.

Hey, looks like you forgot your school books

again.

Almost run him into a sweat, too.

Think maybe you and me better have a

little talk.

Okay.

He's going to knock you flat on your

face one of these days.

You taught him.

I did.

Mr. Minner says we ought to hire a

rainmaker.

We ain't seen a cloud in over a

year.

We just wasting money nobody's got to waste.

You mad at me, Pop?

Here.

A full pail?

I want to talk to you, honey.

Come here, will you?

Come here, Gypsy.

Don't be greedy.

Come on, Maggie.

That's enough.

You are mad at me, aren't you, Pop?

Pop, if you're mad at me because I

forgot to tidy up my room this morning...

This has nothing to do with it.

Miss Hartnett gave me an A on spelling

today.

It has nothing to do with your school

either.

Then it must be Gypsy.

That's right.

Aw, Pop, he's only a colt.

And he don't always know what he's doing.

He's a full-grown horse, Meg.

We've had him four years.

I was thinking about that on the way

home.

How he was an orphan when we got

him.

And I had pneumonia.

And nothing had set on my stomach.

And remember that goat you got for his

pop?

Yeah, Meg, but you're not making it any...

And remember how you built that platform for

her to stand on?

So Gypsy could get underneath the nurse?

Yes, Meg, but I want to...

And remember how you gave me goat's milk

too?

And how my stomach settled?

You know, maybe if it wasn't for having

to give Gypsy the goat's milk...

You never would have thought of giving it

to me.

And I'd be dead and buried.

Wouldn't that be awful?

Oh, there was something you wanted to say

to me, wasn't there, Pop?

Yes, I think your mother wants to see

you.

Okay.

Meg.

Yes?

Sleep well, dear.

Oh, Mother.

Yes, dear?

Didn't you say there was something you wanted

to tell me?

It'll keep.

Good night, dear.

Okay.

Good night.

Well, how'd she take it?

Didn't tell her.

You what?

Looks like I'm not the only salt head

around here.

Maybe they won't like Gypsy after all.

Well, if they don't, we've still got the

horse and she won't be upset for nothing.

It's better this way, really it is.

Don't you worry, hon.

Things will work out.

Gypsy, go away.

Don't make me sleep.

Go away, Gypsy.

Go on.

Go away.

Gypsy.

Good boy.

Go on.

Go on away.

Gypsy.

Go away and let me sleep.

Gypsy.

Gypsy, bring back that quilt.

Gypsy, come back.

Gypsy.

Gypsy.

This is no time to whine.

Gypsy, give it to me.

Please.

You ought to be ashamed of yourself.

When Pa finds out, he'll really be mad.

Please, Gypsy.

Gypsy, give it to me.

You just wait.

I'll get even with you.

Now give it to me.

Gypsy, give me that quilt.

Give it to me, Gypsy.

Give it to me.

Gypsy.

Come on.

Gypsy.

Stop it.

Will you be quiet?

Oh, shut up.

Meg, stop pestering that horse and come to

bed.

Yes, sir.

We're sorry, Pop.

You better go home.

I'm late.

I can't play this morning.

I'm late.

Where is he, Frank?

I'm sorry to hold you up so much

this way.

He ought to be here in just about

one minute.

He takes Meg to school every morning.

Then he comes straight home.

By himself?

You talking about a horse?

Yeah.

Then at three o'clock, he goes back

to school and calls for her.

Now, don't kid me, Mr. Gerald.

I've been handling horses ever since I...

Well, I'll be...

There he is.

Come here.

You'll find him clean as a whistle.

He ain't got a pimple on him no

place.

What do you think, Hank?

If you like him, he's cheap enough.

We agreed on price and I like him,

but I didn't want to say yes until

you looked him over.

Till they race, they're all a gamble.

Any vices?

Well, he...

Our daughter's hand fed him, and he's a

bit of a thief.

It's okay with me, Mr. Gerald.

Well, Frank, it certainly looks like I've gotten

the best of this.

We figured you'd give him a good home.

Here, here.

Ho, ho.

You've got a lot of schooling coming to

you, boy.

Well, he won't take the whip.

He won't, huh?

No, sir.

You're sure you want to sell him?

No, Wade, but we got to.

Thanks.

I'll sign the papers over and get them

in the mail to you.

Now you stay there.

Come on, boy.

All set.

What is it, Meg?

Meg!

What is it?

Where is

he?

It's not easy to tell you, Meg.

The gypsy's been sold.

Why did you sell him?

You're growing up, Meg.

It's time you faced things.

The crops are burned.

There's no more water.

We're hard to get and buy.

When rain comes, we'll need money for seed.

Gypsy brought us the seed money.

If there's no rain soon, it'll be eaten

money instead.

Don't upset your father by talking about it,

dear.

He didn't want to sell him.

Believe me, he didn't.

That's it.

Gypsy's gone.

He's better off now, sure of his oats.

I wish we were sure.

Yeah, sure.

You remember Air Flight, who won the derby?

You mean that mare Mr. Archie Broom stole

from under your nose?

Well...

Anyhow, she died having gypsy.

Her first colt and a rump.

She was a gypsy.

Archie didn't have the heart to destroy him,

so he gave him to Mr. McQuaid.

Good morning, Mr. Gerald.

Good morning, Bill.

Tasty bitter found in the install this morning,

yes, sir.

I've been trying to buy him for six

months, but McQuaid wouldn't sell.

Wait till Archie hears about this.

He's not well, Dad.

What's the matter with him?

Hank.

Hank!

Coming, Mr. Gerald.

He looks unhappy.

What's wrong with him?

He's off his feet, that's all.

Happens sometimes in their mood.

Nothing to worry about.

Maybe he doesn't like it here.

Yeah.

He ran around McQuaid's farm like a big

dog.

Then why don't we let him run loose?

Until he gets used to us.

Hmm.

What do you think, Hank?

Okay.

Come on, Gypsy.

Come on, come on.

Get up.

Come on, Gypsy.

Come on, Gypsy.

Come on, Gypsy.

Get up.

Come on, boy.

Come on, Gypsy.

Get up.

Come on.

Come on, boy.

Come on.

Come on, boy.

Come on, Gypsy.

Get up.

Come on.

Come on, boy.

All right.

We'll leave him alone.

He'll get up as soon as we clear

out.

Gypsy!

Em?

You don't suppose she just took him?

He was waiting for me.

I knew he'd only...

Get off him.

Get off him, I said.

Hurry up.

He was lonely.

He needs us.

There's a cave in the hill where we

can hide him, and nobody'd ever know.

You'll get your mouth washed out with soap

with that kind of talk.

He goes back to Gerald, and the sooner

the better.

You might say hello to him, Pop.

That's the least you could do.

You're a mess.

Get a rub rag and a brush.

I wouldn't have anybody see him looking like

this.

Don't be hard on the girl just because

you're mad at yourself.

Here comes Mr. Wiseguy.

Start fighting with him.

Trouble enough as it is.

Turn this thing around.

I figured he'd be here.

That's an old trick, these come-home horses.

For all I know, you saw them like

this before.

He just got here.

We were going to phone Mr. Gerald.

Get your horse and get off my place.

Come on.

Come on.

Move.

Come on.

Get him.

Give me the whip.

Come on.

Get him.

Come on.

Come on.

Get him.

I ought to use that whip on you.

Move, boy.

Move, son.

Move.

Move, son.

Nobody's going to hurt you, baby.

All right.

Gypsy, are you all right?

He's all right, honey.

Nobody's going to hurt you, boy.

Now, come on.

What do you say we try it again?

Come on, boy.

Come on, boy.

Now you get.

You sure gave it to him, Pop.

You better get to your lessons.

Yes, sir.

You shouldn't have lost your temper.

But I'm glad you did.

What do you think of that?

Look, speed to burn.

Well, lots can happen before it starts.

They can pull a tendon.

Hank, you're a killjoy.

Young fella, it seems mighty fine ones wither

on the by.

Yeah, but not him.

Wait till we get new shoes on.

You just wait.

You ready?

Yeah.

Bring him on.

Bring him here, Carl.

Come here, cowboy.

Come back here.

Look at you.

Ha, ha, there.

Now, he ain't going to be so bad.

Ho, ho, ho, ho.

Come back here, you wandering mule.

Get back here.

Ho, boy.

Come on back here.

Come on, steady there.

Ho, ho, ho.

Frank.

Look, I don't want any trouble with you,

mister.

Where's my horse?

What are you talking about?

My horse, he's gone again.

That's why she didn't come home.

I think I know where they are.

I'll have him back in your barn first

thing in the morning.

And the next time you come in my

house, you take your hat off.

There'll be no next time.

We're leaving for the track tomorrow, and he's

going with us.

You better get him back.

Fight hard.

There.

Maybe if we hide out long enough, it'll

rain and Pop can buy you back.

Better rain soon.

I'm thirsty.

You are too, aren't you?

We'll go north in the morning and look

for water.

Say...

You don't suppose they put Pop in jail

because I stole you, do you?

What'll happen to Mom?

What's the matter?

Come on, sweetheart.

You forgot your books.

Come on, Gypsy.

Come on.

I'm thirsty.

Sure you are.

Gypsy's thirsty too.

Looks like we're gonna be thirsty for some

time.

That's why, and the only why, we sold

Gypsy.

With Mr. Gerald, he'll be fine.

Don't make much sense loving something and hurting

it at the same time, does it?

How do you see why we have to

give Gypsy up?

I'll never see Gypsy again.

Of course you will, darling.

You know, when you love somebody...

your mind stores up a great deal about

them.

Their look and their walk and...

they don't grow old or sick and...

they never die.

In many people, it's got your memory stored

away.

So now you have to start growing up.

We have to give up Gypsy.

Meg, when you say, do you mean yes

or no?

It means I love you, Daddy.

I love you.

Gee, it's so beautiful here.

Yeah, honey.

Mr. Gerald picked this place a long time

ago.

He bought the best.

His wells have never run dry.

I can hardly remember when our place was

green.

Come on, son.

Come on.

Easy.

Frank!

Hello, Wade.

What are you doing with my horse, Frank?

Well, he ran away again.

Again?

Yeah.

What do you mean, he's run away before?

Well, I'm just bringing him back, that's all.

Hank!

Coming up, sir.

I'll find out about this.

Oh, let's don't have any trouble now, Wade.

Come on, son.

Has Gypsy run away before?

It's like this, Mr. Gerald.

Has he or hasn't he?

Well, he jumped the corral fence the first

day and went back to McQuaid's.

We were putting the plates on him yesterday

and he took off again.

Frank.

Who?

Thanks for bringing him back.

That's all right.

I'm sorry he's been such a nuisance.

We're leaving for the track at Greenway Park.

I'll take him.

If he tries to run away again...

The reason he keeps coming home, Wade, is

because he wants to see Meg.

How she can put him in his stall

and tell him to stay put.

Oh, I'm sorry I didn't notice I was

standing on your foot.

Where does he go?

India.

Sweetheart.

Look.

Tell him what he's supposed to do, will

you?

And make sure that he understands.

I will.

Come on, Gypsy.

Don't be afraid of him, Gypsy.

Don't be afraid of him, Gypsy.

I want you to stay here.

Mr. Gerald's a fine man and he likes

you.

Do you understand?

You'll have plenty to eat and drink and

you'll never have to worry.

So don't ever come home again.

Please don't cry.

Who's crying?

And don't worry about Gypsy.

I'll take care of him.

You will?

Sure.

You just tell me what to do.

Well, he's very greedy.

Engulfs his oats.

And sometimes it gives him the colic.

If you put some big stones in his

green box, it'll make him eat slower.

I will.

I promise.

Is there anything else?

Well, sometimes, no matter how much you brush

him, his coat gets dull.

If you put a little linseed in his

green box, it'll make him listen.

I'll do that too.

You can count on me.

Meg, come on, honey.

I'm coming.

I gotta go.

My name's Phil.

I'm pleased to meet you.

And thank you very much.

Oh, my name's Meg.

Bye, Gypsy.

You poor guy.

You miss her, don't you?

But I'll look after you, Gypsy.

I'll do everything I promise.

Excuse me.

Come on, back to work.

The trust killed everything.

Yes, it has, Meg.

I've thought quite a bit about selling this

place.

When a man works the soil, as long

as I've worked this, he'd be kind of

lost without it.

You know, the land can be kind and

grateful or...

be like some horse that's bulky and bad

-tempered.

But it's all I know, Meg.

If the good Lord will see fit to

give us some rain, why...

I'm gonna stick it out.

And someday, if you still feel the way

you do about horses, why...

there'll be another one.

Never like Gypsy.

Of course not.

But he'll have his own ways, and you'll

learn to love him too.

Frank, is that you?

Be right there, Em.

The main thing is we mustn't worry Mom.

She's got enough on her mind till we

get a good crop.

Don't...

don't you worry about me.

I'm practically all...

all grown up.

Good morning, Mr. Gerald.

Morning, Bill.

Hello, Carl.

Say, you made good time.

Didn't expect you to leave me.

How did he travel?

Like a million.

We'll make him up as fast as we

can and take our chances.

His coat's a little dull, don't you think,

Dad?

A little linseed meal and his grain might

do the trick.

Now, where did you hear that?

I heard it from the horse.

Around.

That's an old Kentucky trick.

What do you think, Hank?

I don't see no sense in it.

Let's try it.

Well, we'd better check into a hotel.

We'll see you later.

Come on.

Linseed meal.

Better you learn manners, you sour-eared jughead.

Come on, back up.

Bring it in.

Come on.

On it.

On it!

Get the seed.

On it.

You do that again, I'll ram a fork

down your throat.

Get back there.

Oh, yeah.

I knew there was something.

I meant to tell you before.

Hank keeps Gypsy shut up when we're not

around.

I think that's what makes him so nervous.

You're sure?

Yeah.

Hank!

Hank!

You're keeping him locked up.

What's the idea?

He's run away twice, hasn't he?

But he's the kind who likes to see

what's going on.

Are you trying to tell me how to

run my business?

Exactly.

I expect a lot from Gypsy.

It may take patience and caution.

If it's too much for you, I'll get

somebody else.

I was only thinking of his safety.

All right.

If you must shut him in, put up

a screen so he can look through it.

Yes, sir.

I'll get one.

You cost me my job and I'll slit

your ugly throat.

Where's the screen for the upper door?

Out here.

I'll get it.

Loose horse!

Stop that horse!

Oh, boy!

Stop it!

Oh, Gypsy!

Oh, boy!

Hands up!

Loose horse!

Oh, boy!

Hold it!

Hold it!

Oh, there!

Whoa!

Whoa, Gypsy!

Whoa, boy!

Oh, boy!

We got him!

Go get the halter!

Yes, sir.

Here it is, sir.

Here's the halter.

There he is.

Behind that truck.

Stop that horse!

Stop that horse!

There he goes.

Oh, boy!

Stray horse.

That's no part of our strength.

Ah, them screwball strays is all that's left

but to stand, beat a herd, and run

the pan of them.

Better get a rope on him.

Save some trouble.

You're gonna throw that rope.

Don't miss.

Me, my first mistake.

I do.

Oh, now.

Oh, boy.

Oh, boy.

Take it easy.

Nice boy.

Can't see no brands.

He's got breeding.

Look at the way them legs are set

on.

He ain't afraid of people, are you, boy?

Been handled before.

He's got sense.

I sure wish I had him.

Get him by the ears, Johnny.

Whoa.

Steady down.

Whoa.

Oh, boy.

Whoa!

Whoa!

Oh, now.

Oh, boy.

Oh, boy.

Oh, boy.

No horse gonna make that monkey out of

me.

Oh, boy.

Oh, boy.

Oh, boy.

Oh, boy.

Oh, boy.

Oh, boy.

Oh, boy.

Oh, boy.

Get him into the lake.

Hyah!

I got him.

Oh, boy.

I sure wish I could have had him.

Oh, boy.

Here comes a lot of conversation and no

business.

My sister's boyfriend's got a bike.

She spends her Sundays sitting behind him.

She thinks she's having a ball.

I'd just as soon eat one of your

apple pies as ride one of them things.

So my pie ain't no good, huh?

The only good thing is it don't stay

with you very long.

What do you got to offer, beautiful?

Four bears.

Is that all?

For me.

Line them up here.

What do you want?

I'll give you three guesses, sweetheart.

There's always a fresh one.

What would you say if I really got

fresh?

Head out before I cut you up.

Stop with the passes, Chuck.

We gotta get rolling.

Make me an offer, beautiful.

Apple pie.

It's the best in the West.

Okay, apple pie.

Say, fellas, look.

A horse.

Gee, I always wanted to ride a horse.

Are you crazy?

Man, those things are dangerous.

I bet you it's the same one I

read about in the paper.

The one that ran away from the track.

It's $1,000 reward for him.

What did you say?

He's black and he's got white on both

his legs and the back.

Give me that.

It's him.

A thousand bucks.

A thousand smackers.

Well, what are we waiting for?

Where they all going?

A thousand bucks.

Give me that apple pie.

I wanna kill myself.

There he goes.

Drive him into the canyon.

Come on.

Take him out.

A thousand bucks.

Gypsy.

Gypsy, is that you?

You all right, Meg?

I thought Gypsy came back.

It's the dream again.

It's all right, Meg.

Just the wind, honey.

Come on, sweetheart.

Horse.

Hey, horse, are you dead?

Hey, hey, hey.

Now, horse.

Maybe you get up now.

Please.

Come on.

Get up.

Get up.

Get up.

Get up.

Please.

Caramba.

Where's the horse you were talking about, Pedrito?

Over there.

Where?

I didn't see anything.

There it was.

Where is it?

Where's the horse, Pedrito?

I don't know what happened.

But it was here.

Look, Dad.

Here.

The footprint.

Hurry.

Let's follow him.

Let's follow him.

Come on.

Hurry.

Look, Dad.

Over there.

Pedrito, what a beautiful animal.

It's worth a lot of money.

I found you.

Now you are mine.

Oh, shame on you.

Horse.

What are you trying to tell me?

Are you not happy here?

Bring the horse here and put it there.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Good morning.

Come this way.

How much?

Eighty dollars.

Eighty dollars?

For that animal?

Yes, sir.

What do you think he is?

Man of war?

You're crazy.

No, sir.

But why?

It's a very good horse.

Don't go.

Let's talk things over.

No, it's not worth that horse.

One moment.

It's a very good horse.

Thirty-five.

Thirty-five dollars?

You come all the way here to offer

me thirty-five dollars?

Are you crazy, sir?

No, sir.

I'm not crazy.

That animal is not worth more than that.

Wait a moment.

If you have to talk about that, come

and bring the bottle of wine.

Wait.

No, sir.

Why are you calling me shameless?

No, no, no.

No, sir.

Horse, he wants to sell you.

Pepito, don't leave anything to be done.

Go ahead, little horse.

Go ahead, little horse.

We're going around here because we have to

win with the money I'll win.

Tonight I'm going to get drunk.

Again.

Pepito, show them how to run.

Pepito, you have the money to want.

Pepito, don't leave anything to be done.

Go ahead, little horse.

Go ahead, little horse.

I accept.

The horse is yours.

Let's celebrate.

Okay, Pancho.

It's a deal.

Your heart is somewhere else.

Is that not so?

And he has a whip.

Go with God's horse.

And find what you were looking for.

Any luck?

Yeah, Mr. Minner gave me a barrel of

water.

Shouldn't have to do us for a week.

Em, there comes a time when a man's

got to admit that he's licked.

Might as well face it.

You've had no rain, there's no sign of

any.

You've got no cash except for the seed

money the gypsy brought.

What are you proposing, Frank?

You know as well as I do that

we couldn't give this place away, let alone

set up.

So why don't we leave here and go

up north and I'll find work.

Any kind of work.

That way we can hang on to the

place.

When the rain comes, if we get any,

we can head for home.

Meg has a feeling.

She feels that gypsy took our luck.

She says things were better when he was

here.

I'm talking about facts, not feelings.

It's been almost two years since we had

any rain.

That's a fact.

Feelings are facts too.

What the Sam Hill?

Whoa boy, whoa, whoa.

Where the devil did you come from, boy?

He's looking for Meg.

Enough to break your heart.

I'll get him some feed and look at

these cuts.

Come on, boy, come on.

You can see her later.

Will you get me a pail of water,

please, Em?

Come on, boy.

Come on, get in there.

I'll get you some oats.

Don't let him drink too much water, he'll

found it.

All right.

Here, and you don't get any oats until

you eat some of this hay.

Come on.

He's half starved.

What happened?

What happened, Gypsy?

I think it's a miracle these cuts didn't

fester.

I'll bathe him with hot water and put

some ointment on.

And I'll brace his legs with liniment.

It's Gerald.

If Gypsy wants Meg this bad, he's going

to stay right here.

Looks like nobody's home.

He must be.

His truck's here.

Here they come now.

Hello.

How are you, Mr. McQuade?

Hello, Frank.

Hello, Wade.

Oh, uh, Mrs. McQuade, I want you to

meet my son, Phil.

How do you do, Phil?

Hi, Phil.

I stopped by about Gypsy.

I thought there might be a chance, a

slight chance, that he might come here.

We haven't set eyes on him, Wade.

Well, he's been gone for a month and

a half now, so I suppose if I

did find him, he wouldn't be worth a

nickel, but I'm offering a reward of $1

,000.

That's a lot of money.

A thousand bucks.

I'm sure whoever finds him could use it.

But we can't help.

What was that?

What?

I thought I heard a horse.

So did I.

I didn't know you had a horse, Frank.

Well, uh, yes, I did pick one up.

It's just a nag that we got because

our little girl was so lonesome.

But he does look a lot like Gypsy.

Well, in a general sort of a way.

He's marked a great deal like him.

You know how kids are.

I figured maybe she'd take to this horse

and forget about Gypsy.

You're right, Frank.

They do look alike.

I should say so.

It's like I was saying there.

Dad?

How far from here is Greenway Park?

Over 500 miles.

It's a long way, isn't it?

Yes, it is.

Phil.

Have you ever seen this horse before?

No, Dad.

Never.

Neither have I.

What are you talking about, Mr. Gerald?

This is Gypsy.

I'd know him anywhere.

He had me fooled for a minute, too.

It's the same horse.

No, it isn't.

Take another look.

I haven't time, Hank.

I'm a busy man.

Listen, horses is my business.

I say that's Gypsy, I know what I'm

talking about.

How long have you worked for me, Hank?

About seven months.

Why?

That's seven months too long.

What?

I won't have a man on my place

who hates horse flesh of any kind.

When we get back to the ranch, start

packing.

You're through.

You know, Frank, blood always proves itself.

Now take those two horses, for instance.

They're marked identically, but a thoroughbred is a

thoroughbred, and it only takes half an eye

to see it.

Look.

Wade, I can't go on with this any

further.

I gotta tell you, I...

Not another word.

We'll talk about this when your new crop

comes in.

Please say hello to Meg for me, Mr.

McWade.

And tell her I...

I admire her new horse.

I will.

And thank you, Phil.

He knew all the time, didn't he?

Sure he did.

You don't have to be a horse to

be a thoroughbred.

Hank, get him away from me!

Hank!

Hey, you forgot your jacket!

Poor gypsy.

Easy, boy.

You'll be all right.

Time for him to pick up Meg.

No, Frank, we shouldn't.

Not until he's better.

Well, he's come a lot of miles to

see her, and I'm not gonna be the

one to stop him.

Go on, boy.

Hey, Minter.

Look.

Well, what do you know?

I thought I was a mite slow.

Meg, keep your mind on your work.

Gypsy!

You've come back!

You were gone for...

But we'll fix you up in no time.

It's so good to have you back.

Transcription and Translation (AI) By Kasmaruti/GM JUL 2025