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(dramatic trumpet music)

(upbeat classical music)

(soft classical music)

(horse hooves galloping)

(soft classical music)

(knocking on window)

- Shoo! Go away from here!

- Jonah!

(shouting at horse)

Go, go!

Ned!

- Yes Doctor?

- Come here.

I won't have Jonah wandering into the garden.

He's your responsibility.

If he eats this, it could Kill him.

- What is it?

It's Yew Leaf from very poisonous,

Now put him in the paddock with beauty.

- Well I thought animals knew about poisons.

You know, instinct.

- Oh, well they're a bit like people Ned.

Some are sillier than others.

Off you go.

(soft classical music)

(dramatic classical music)

- Go on!

(Jonah neighs)

And stay there!

(dramatic classical music)

- Doctor Gordon!

Doctor Gordon!

(doorbell frantically knocking)

Doctor Gordon!

I must see the doctor.

- Come in, sit down.

- Mary, my poor Mary!

- This way please, Mister Danby.

- Doctor, Mary's worse.

I came as fast as I could,

she's fighting for breath.

- What is it on Aunt Amy?

What's wrong?

- Oh, it's no concern of yours Ned.

- He was really going, took the gate at he gallop.

His is horse is all foamy.

- Whose horse?

- Oh, poor Mister Danby.

He's galloped over from Catterton.

His wife is very, very ill.

(sad classical music)

(Beauty grunts)

(Beauty neighs)

- Now you go ahead John.

I'll follow.

Jenny!

Jenny!

Is Black Beauty saddled?

- Yes, Father.

- Bring him to the front gate.

I need him right away.

(dramatic classical music)

- Where's Beauty going?

Ned!

- I meant to shut it.

- You meant to!

- Where you going?

- We've got to find them!

(suspenseful classical music)

(wood cracking)

(running footsteps)

- Jenny!

- Jenny!

(suspenseful classical music)

- Jenny!

(horse neighing)

(horse hooves galloping)

(dramatic music)

(horse neighing)

(dramatic music)

(Beauty neighing)

- What the devil.

(Beauty neighing)

That wretched man, Gordon's to blame for this.

No sense of responsibility.

His children run wild and so do his animals.

Come on Carter,

Stay.

You take that one, I'll knock him out.

I'll deal with this.

- Yeah. Come on.

- Get down here you brute!

Calm down! Get down!

Come on get down you blasted animal!

Get down!

- Beauty!

- Jonah!

- Beauty!

(sad classical music)

- Come on!

(horse neighs)

Come on! Come on!

Come on then.

(horse neighs)

- Carter! Carter!

Come back here you brute!

- Quickly Carter stop him!

Come on don't just stand there man, get down there!

- Come here you brute! Come here!

(Beauty neighs violently)

(dramatic music)

(galloping hooves)

(sad classical music)

- Jonah!

- Beauty!

- They've gone in.

- Yes, come on!

(suspenseful classical music)

Beauty!

Come here!

(Beauty neighs)

- Where's Jonah, Beauty?

Where's Jonah?

- No Beauty father needs you, home.

Come on!

- What about Jonah?

- He's your responsibility.

Come on boy.

(dramatic classical music)

- Father!

- Go straight home and stay in your room!

- But Father!

- I asked you to fetch Beauty, you knew it was urgent!

You've been gone for nearly an hour!

Missus Danby is dangerously ill,

It's unforgivable!

Come on boy!

(hooves galloping)

(Jonah neighing)

(sad classical music)

(Jonah grunting)

- Jonah!

Here!

What's the matter eh?

Come on, Jonah, it's me!

(Jonah groaning)

You're burning up.

- You were right Carter,

a two-legged trespasser this time.

- He's ill!

He's got a fever!

Look at him!

- The boy's right, Squire.

- Then get him out of here,

before any of my animals are infected.

- He can't stand Mister Armstrong.

- Well, it's not a disease.

He's been eating Yew leaves.

- By heaven,

I hope you'll never have another animal to look after.

You'll have to shoot him.

- No, you can't!

- He's in pain boy,

it'll be a kindness.

- Isn't there any way to save him?

- I don't think even a doctor,

could do anything for him now.

- How far is Catterton from here?

- About three miles, why?

- Doctor Gordon's there.

He could save Jonah.

I know he can!

Please, sir!

Give him a chance.

- How long do you think he's got?

- Hard to say, not more than a few hours,

I shouldn't think.

- Very well.

I'll give you until five o'clock.

But if Gordon doesn't come, he'll just have to be shot.

(dramatic music)

(sad music)

- She's a bit easier,

that's all I can say for the moment.

- What about hospital?

- Oh, no, no.

No, she can't be moved.

And anyway, she's asking to see you.

John!

Just two minutes and keep very, very calm.

- Right.

(Beauty neighing)

Beauty, if we were in time,

it's thanks to you.

I wonder why Jenny took you away like that.

- Doctor Gordon!

Doctor Gordon!

Doctor Gordon!

Doctor Gordon!

- Ned what on earths the matter?

- Jonah!

It's Jonah.

- What's happened?

- He's at Addington Hall,

he's poisoned.

He ate some Yew,

they said they can't do anything for him.

And it's all my fault.

If only I'd shut that gate.

- Now wait a minute.

When was this?

- Didn't Jenny tell you?

- No.

- Beauty followed Jonah,

you see?

-Yes, I see.

- There isn't much time!

You'll come, won't you?

- Ned,

I can't come.

- But if you don't, Jonah will die.

- I know, but my responsibility is with Missus Danby.

If I leave her now, she might die.

- Doctor Gordon!

- Yes, coming!

I'm sorry Ned,

I'm very sorry.

- Doctor Gordon,

what sort of medicine would you need to save Jonah?

- No I can't Ned.

- Could Jenny get it ready?

Please tell me.

I'd get back to Five Oaks.

Jenny could bring the medicine, couldn't she?

- No, You'd be too late.

- I'm sorry.

(sad flute music)

(Beauty grunts)

- I can't ride.

(dramatic classical music)

(Beauty neighs)

I can't!

(Beauty grunts)

All right,

there isn't anything to get hold of.

(soft flute music)

All right Beauty, all right.

(soft flute music)

You move now and I'm finished.

All right, Beauty.

You're going to have to teach me,

and we haven't got much time.

Come on then.

(hooves trotting)

(upbeat classical music)

(fast paced classical music)

(galloping sounds)

(upbeat classical music)

(sad music)

(Jonah painfully grunts)

(Beauty neighing)

- Whoa!

Beauty, Whoa!

Stop will ya!

Beauty!

Whoa!

Six miles!

We'll never do it

come on.

No, no beauty,

this isn't the way!

No!

Beauty no!

(exciting classical music)

No!

Beauty, no!

Stop!

We're going the wrong way!

(loud fall)

You fool!

He'll die now,

thanks to you.

He'll die!

(Ned groans in pain)

Don't you understand,

we're lost.

We're lost.

No Beauty, no!

That's not the way!

We've gotta get back on the road!

(Beauty neighs)

Stop!

Hey, stop Beauty!

Stop!

(sad music)

(dramatic music)

- Oh no.

(Ned grunts)

- You're so blimming clever, aren't you?

(church bell tolls in the distance)

Four.

Jonah hasn't a chance.

Five Oaks,

that's Five Oaks Church.

That rotten Oak bell be keeps you awake half the night.

We're nearly home!

We can still do it.

You knew, didn't you?

A shortcut eh, a shortcut!

You're crazy.

(Beauty grunts)

We'll drown.

(Beauty grunts)

All right,

come on.

Ready Beauty?

(Beauty neighs)

(water splashing)

(suspenseful music)

(upbeat classical music)

- In fatal cases, death ensues about four to five hours,

after eating the plant.

- Yes. But what do we give him?

- I'm coming to that,

for treatment we might give two ounces,

of oil of turpentine in one pint of linseed oil.

- Might give?

Doesn't the fella know?

- To be repeated twice.

- Oil of turpentine.

- To relieve pain,

five grains of morphine hydro chloride.

And that's all on Yew poisoning.

- The linseed oil is in the kitchen.

- Morphine, morphine,

morphine.

Five grains.

- Are you sure you know how to do it?

- No, I'm not sure!

But I've watched father do it lots of times.

Now then.

(Jonah grunting)

The nap sack Ned.

- I'm coming too.

No, there's no need.

- Well, he's my responsibility, isn't he?

- Oh, come on then.

You up?

- Yeah.

(galloping sounds)

- Poor little beggar.

Well, there's nothing anyone can do for him now.

- You told a boy five o'clock, Sir.

- You're a sentimental fool, Carter.

(dramatic music)

- No!

Ned, the sack.

- Is Doctor Gordon with you?

- Doctor Gordon is attending another patient.

I've come in his place.

- You?

- Yes, I know exactly what to do.

All right Jonah, there you are.

(dramatic classical music)

(upbeat trumpet music)

- Go on Jonah!

Go on!

(Jonah neighs)

And stay there this time.

You saved his life.

- You did it together, Ned.

( Jonah neighs)

Your patient seems to have recovered completely.

And with Missus Danby on the mend,

it looks as though we have two doctors in the family.

- I hope so,

One day.

- No more Yew leaves, Jonah!

(Jonah neighs)

Think he's learned his lesson

- [Doctor Gordon] Yes I think so.

Some people take longer to learn than others.

(upbeat classical music)