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(horse neighing)

(crashing noises)

(horse neighing and crashing noises continue)

(footsteps)

- What's the matter with him, darling?

- Get back in bed, thank you.

- Please.

- All right.

(horse neighing intensifies)

(wood breaking)

(intense music) (horse neighing continues)

- What is it?

- I don't know.

- It's a fever.

Some water.

- No, keep away!

Back boy, back, back.

(horse neighs)

Over boy.

(horse neighs)

Over there.

(horse neighs)

Keep away.

It could be rabies.

- Rabies?

- Yes, it's a disease.

It attacks the animal's brain drives him mad.

- He can be cured? Can't he?

- There isn't any cure.

(horse neighs intensely)

(inspirational music)

(somber music)

- Father.

(footsteps)

- He's gone.

- Look.

I should have stayed with him.

He's dangerous.

- Dangerous?

- Mhm

- But he'd calmed down when we left him.

- He wouldn't drink.

- He seemed frightened.

- Yes. Afraid of water.

Hydrophobia, another name for rabies.

(intense music)

- Beauty, where are you boy?

- Beauty.

- (sigh)

- Father!

There!

- No!

No, wait.

Stay here.

Easy, boy.

(indistinct)

(horse neighs loudly)

- I told you to stay there.

Charged at me, smashed me to the ground.

- Can you stand?

Nothing seems to be broken.

- That thing's a killer, vicious out to be put down.

- That cut needs treating.

- Keep your hands off me.

- I'm a doctor.

- You haven't heard the last of this, I promise you.

A killer, I'll tell you.

- Courage, Vicky. Courage.

Good boy.

Good boy.

The fever's gone

- Then it wasn't rabies.

It's going to be all right,

I know it is.

- Well, he isn't out of danger yet.

Well, I dunno.

It's a mystery.

He seems to be perfectly all right.

- Can I ride him again?

- Not yet.

We'll take him to the paddock and see if he behaves himself.

(upbeat music)

- He's fine now.

Look at him!

Beauty.

I'm sure he's better.

- Mm I'll decide that, he's my patient.

- Good morning, sir.

- Oh, good. Good morning Constable.

- Constable Dickings asked me to come along, sir.

Is he yours?

- Um, yes.

- He attacked a gentleman called Moss earlier this morning.

Didn't he, sir?

Caused him serious injury?

- No, not serious.

- Well.

- As far as I could see,

the injuries were minor cuts and bruises.

He refused treatment.

I, I think he was more frightened than hurt

- But the animal did attack him.

- Oh yes.

I merely mistake.

- I'm afraid I have to tell you sir,

that Mr. Moss wants it destroyed.

- What?

- (Constable) He claims it's a killer.

- And that's absolutely a nonsense

- But you have no objection to a veterinary report

- Nom I'd welcome it.

- If it is unfavorable

- I understand.

- Good.

(horse neighing)

(horse footsteps) (suspenseful music)

(horse neighing loudly)

- Down.

(grunting)

(heavy breathing)

(music intensifies)

(knocking on door)

- Vicky.

You all right?

- Was he badly hurt?

- Oh, he'll be fine.

- Will they take beauty

- Vicky?

- Will they?

- (sighs) Yes.

- Do you remember our first day here?

It was March when the daffodils were out.

I was wearing my new dress.

- Yes. I remember

- We found beauty in,

in the little spiny behind the house.

I could dream.

I, I don't want to be comforted.

I can't say goodbye to him.

- No.

- When?

- Later today.

(music intensifies)

- I'll try and get back before they come for him.

But I must see my patients.

- It's dreadful doctor

- Look after Vicky.

- Of course I won't disturb the poor child.

(footsteps)

- Beauty.

Come here.

(horse neighing)

That's right.

Good.

You wouldn't hurt me. Would you, boy?

Of course not.

I won't let them shoot you.

Come on.

You'll be safe here.

It's been empty for years.

Nobody ever comes here.

It's big grand for a stable, I suppose.

Come on.

(horse huffing)

I'll come back with food and water later.

Don't worry.

(horse huffs)

You'll be safe here

(somber music)

- Oh, good afternoon, Mr. Dickens.

I hope the new Constable is all right.

Yeah. Sorry.

Well, black beauty had been so much calmer

and I thought he was safe, but now I..

- I don't quite follow you, sir.

- Well, surely the new Constable told you.

- What new Constable?

(intense music)

- That horse knows, I'll tell you.

- You're crazy.

Am I? Look, it's attacked us both, haven't it?

I'll tell you, it's against nature.

Let's leave it.

- It'll be one short for the boat tonight.

- We'll have to be,

I'm not getting my head kicked in again.

- You'll get it, Grant.

We've got a score to settle with that black beast.

(horse neighing loudly) (horse stomping)

- Where is he?

- My father?

- The horse.

- Wasn't he in the paddock?

- No

- He's gone.

- All right.

Where have you put him?

- What do you mean?

- You are hiding him?

Aren't you?

- What's the matter?

- She's hidden that horse.

- Where? In the bedroom?

Oh, don't be ridiculous.

- He's not in the paddock.

- Well, then he must have broken out.

- Where is he?

- Don't you speak to her like that.

- That animal is dangerous.

- Poppycock.

- I want that horse.

- Well then you'll have to start looking for him.

Won't you?

- I shall report you for this.

- And I shall report you for drinking on duty.

(music intensifies)

- Amy. You were marvellous.

-Yes. Yes.

Well, that says maybe.

Where have you taken black beauty, Vicky?

(horse neighing)

- But you shouldn't have done it Vicky,

you, you must never take the law into your own hands.

- I had to father, I had to save him.

- It looks as though you ride the right instinct,

miss Vicky.

And it's not the horse that's dangerous.

- But who are they?

- Part of a gang game here, supplying Europe.

- Supplying?

With what?

- Meat, Miss Vicky, horse meat.

(intense music)

He's in here.

- They must have taken him.

- This is frayed through.

If you ask me black beauty did this.

- Why?

Why? When he knew I'd come back.

(horse neighing)

- Who's there.

(horse galloping)

(horse neighing)

(bird chirping)

- Whose that?

(horse huffing)

- I know you're there. (horse neighing)

(music intensifies)

- Come on out of there.

Show yourself.

(horse neighing)

You can't scare me.

(horse neighing intensifies)

- Go away.

Go away.

(heavy breathing)

(horse neighing loudly)

(suspenseful music)

- (yelling) Moss!

- What's up with you, man?

Where's that black stallion?

- Listen, Moss. He's out there.

He, he followed me.

I swear it.

- He must have kicked you harder than I thought.

Followed you? I told you to get him, didn't I

I told you. (horse neighing)

Now, we've got him. Get that (indistinct).

- Leave it, Moss. That animal's against nature.

I tell you.

(horse neighing)

Leave it alone, Moss.

Let's take the ones we've got and clear off, aye?

- In daylight? You idiot.

Come on.

(horse neighing) (suspenseful music)

I'll kill him.

(indistinct yelling)

Get the horse in.

(music intensifies)

We've lost him.

- He's in there.

(suspenseful music)

(music intensifies)

(horse neighing)

(suspenseful piano music)

- Grant.

- Oh no you don't, my lads.

(horse neighing)

(indistinct chatter)

- All right gentlemen, I got a few questions to ask you.

- Calm down, calm down.

They drugged him, they said.

That he kicked up such a rumper, you nearly caught him.

There's a burning sensation before it takes effect,

very painful.

- And to think that I diagnose rabies,

- Poor Beauty.

- Poor Beauty?

He was cleverer than all of us.

He cleared his good name.

He tracked down the criminals

and he finally brought them to justice.

Now not many horses could do that.

(horse neighing)

(laughter)

(inspirational music)