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- Well now, get as much rest as you possibly can,

I'll look in and see you again tomorrow, bye-bye.

- Dr. Gordon?

- Yes?

- Your bill?

- Now you get well and strong first Mrs. Fuller,

then perhaps we'll think about bills.

Hut, Beauty.

And don't worry about anything.

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Whoa, Beauty, whoa!

Whoa, boy!

(Beauty neighs)

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(Dr. Gordon groans)

Home, Beauty, home, get help.

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- Beauty!

Beauty, Beauty, what's happened?

What's happened to father?

Where is he?

(Beauty chunters)

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- [Dr. Grodon] I'm afraid I shall be out of action

for about six weeks.

- As long as that?

- Yes, I'm afraid so.

So I've sent for a relief doctor from Crowley.

- Well I hope he can ride

because Ned saw the blacksmith this morning

and he said he can't repair the trap inside three weeks.

- I don't know anything about him

except that he's just come out of medical school

but if he's anything like me on my first job,

he'll be all fingers and thumbs and nerves and apologies

and untidy, yes, young doctors

are the un-tidiest people I know.

- Whoa, girl.

There's your case, sir.

- How much do I owe you for the fare?

- Oh, I never charged Dr. Gordon, sir.

- I'm not Dr. Gordon.

That be sufficient?

- Thank you kindly, sir.

Good luck to you.

(knock at door)

- Come in.

- Dr. Phelps is here, Dr. Gordon.

- Oh good, show him in.

- Good morning, Dr. Gordon.

- Ah, glad to see you, Dr. Phelps.

- I'm most happy to be of service, sir.

- We'll try to make you feel at home, won't we, Amy?

- Yes, of course we will.

And your room's already for you, doctor.

- Thank you.

- Oh, you'll have Black Beauty to ride.

In fact, he'll probably show you around.

- He's quite a remarkable horse.

- Well, I look forward to meeting him.

- I'll go through this list of patients with you later.

You'll find Ms. Winthrop will look after you extremely well.

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- Ah, Miss Winthrop, you cook like an angel.

Seldom have I tasted anything so exquisite

as that rhubarb tart.

- Oh, would you like some more?

- I thought you'd never ask.

- Do you ride, Dr. Phelps?

- Yes, rather well, though I say it myself.

- Your father has already said

that the doctor may ride Beauty.

- Miss Winthrop says he's a rather remarkable animal.

- Remarkable?

He's wonderful.

- Oh, and what is so wonderful about him?

Does he fly perhaps?

- You might think so sometimes when he takes a jump.

- Well, I hope you'll show me this flighty animal tomorrow,

Ms. Gordon, provided he doesn't fly away

in the middle of the night, hmm?

- Oh, I say what's a positively splendid horse, Ms. Gordon.

- Couldn't agree with you more, my dear fellow,

another slice of rhubarb tart, perhaps?

- Oh, ta, frightfully, ta!

(Jenny laughs)

- I had thought I was staying with a well behaved family.

- It was only fun.

- You find good manners and common decency

a source of amusement?

And my father taught me otherwise.

It's a shame no one has taken the trouble to teach you.

- I'm sorry, Dr. Phelps.

- So this is Black Beauty, huh?

(Beauty chunters)

Bring him out.

- Frightfully sorry, Dr. Phelps.

- Come on.

Stay boy, stay, Beauty.

- Yes, he is a beauty.

Well let's see how he takes to a new rider.

(Beauty calls out)

- [Jenny] Stay, Beauty, stay.

(Beauty calls out)

- [Dr. Phelps] Stand still!

- Beauty!

- Come here.

Down!

Stand still.

(Beauty calls out)

- Steady!

Steady, Beauty.

- Stand still!

(Beauty calls out)

I said stand still!

- Whoa!

Whoa, Beauty!

- Miss Gordon, I don't need you to control the beast for me.

- But Beauty isn't like any other horse, Dr. Phelps.

- The relationship between a horse and the rider

is the same anywhere, Ms. Gordon, the horse must obey.

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- Dr. Phelps!

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- He's absolutely charming,

such manners, it's a delight having him here.

- Father!

He's wearing spurs, Dr. Phelps is wearing spurs.

- Well, did you tell him it wasn't necessary?

- How could I, he was gone so quickly.

I'm afraid he'll hurt Beauty.

- Look, Jenny, it's his first day here

and he's new to our ways,

I think we can allow him one or two mistakes, don't you?

All right, don't worry,

I'll have a word with him after lunch.

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- So you'd fight me, would you?

Good, good, I like a fight.

(Beauty calls out)

(Dr. Phelps calls out)

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We'll continue this little battle in a few moments.

(Beauty chunters)

(Beauty whimpers)

- Jenny?

Get down from there and take this up to your father,

will you?

And try to look a little happier for him

than you have all morning for me.

- Yes, Amy.

- Good.

(Beauty calls out)

- Your lunch, father.

- Oh, thank you.

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- Beauty!

All right, Beauty?

Oh, Beauty.

Oh, what's he done to you?

Oh!

Beauty!

How could he?

How could he?

Dr. Phelps, you've hurt Beauty.

- Why don't you sit down and have your lunch, Ms. Gordon?

The soup is excellent.

- You used spurs on him.

- [Dr. Phelps] Yes.

- It's cruel and unnecessary.

- Jenny!

- If it was unnecessary, I wouldn't use them.

- My father wants to talk to you about that.

- I see.

Ms. Gordon, if I'm to continue here,

I must have freedom to run things my own way.

However, it seems you have strong objections to spurs,

so I'll remove them before I continue my rounds

this afternoon.

If you'll excuse me, Ms. Windthrop.

- You had no right to talk to him like that!

And he was just telling me what a fine animal Beauty was.

- There.

- It's all right.

- It's not too bad, thank goodness, it'll soon heal.

- Good boy, good boy.

- [Dr. Phelps] Ms. Gordon?

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Ms. Gordon, I'm waiting for the horse!

- Come on, Beauty, come on.

- As you can see, Ms. Gordon,

I have dispensed with the spurs.

- I should hope so.

- It's obvious we have very different views

on handling horses, however.

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- [Jenny] Steady, Beauty, steady!

(Beauty calls out)

- Your wonderful Beauty

isn't really terribly well behaved, is he?

Well then.

Steady!

And you say spurs aren't necessarily, Ms. Gordon.

As for you, sir,

I was appalled at the state of this animals stable,

do you know nothing about hygiene?

I suggest you clean it out this afternoon.

And now, would you be so kind as to take me

on my afternoon rounds?

- Who does he think he is, talking to us like that?

Anyone would think he owned the place!

- Maybe he wishes he did.

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- All right, now let's see some real speed.

(Beauty calls out)

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- Dr. Phelps is back from Crowley.

- Good afternoon, Ms. Winthrop.

- You had a successful check?

- Yes, indeed.

Ah, Ms. Gordon,

perhaps you'd be so kind

as to take this book up to your father,

I think it might interest him.

- Yes, Dr. Phelps.

- And here is the lace

you asked me to get for you, Ms. Winthrop.

- Oh, thank you, doctor.

- "Anesthetics: Recent Developments."

Medical science is moving so quickly,

I dunno how anybody can be expected to keep up with it,

yet Dr. Phelps seems to manage it somehow.

Might interest you, Jenny.

- [Jenny] Hmm.

- What's worrying you?

- I'm not worried.

- Then why can't you hear his name without frowning?

- I don't know, father.

- Ah, you just did it again.

- Amy seems to like him and well,

he took off the spurs when we asked him

but Beauty's afraid of him.

- Well perhaps the fault lies with Beauty.

Animals can take us sudden dislike the people,

just like humans.

And often it's just as hard for them

to change their first judgement.

- No, father, if Beauty's afraid of Dr. Phelps,

then I know he has a good reason for it.

- Here it is, it's new bridal I promised for Beauty.

I'm sorry it's taken so long to come.

Whoa!

Well Miss Winthrop, does it suit the animal?

- Oh yes, yes, oh yes, I think it's very becoming.

- Well I don't like it.

- You're not the one that has to wear it.

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- Mrs. Fuller!

- The doctor, please.

- He's out on his morning rounds, Mrs. Fuller.

- I don't want to cause any trouble,

but could I see Dr. Gordon?

- You're no trouble at all

but you should have had Dr. Phelps visit you.

- But he wouldn't come!

- Come along.

- [Dr. Phelps] Whoa!

Whoa!

Well, come on, lad!

- [Ned] I think Dr. Gordon wants to see you.

- [Dr. Phelps] Oh, does he now?

Well, take the horse.

(knock at door)

- Come in!

- That young lout, Ned, tells me what to see me.

- Shut the door.

- As your physician, I strongly advise you to rest that leg.

- I've had Mrs. Fuller here.

- Fuller?

Ah, yes.

- You haven't treated her for four days.

- She hasn't paid you for four months.

- That's my business.

- As your relief, it is also mine.

- Your business is to look after our patients.

- And that's exactly what I have been doing.

- And Mrs. Fuller?

- I don't believe she's as ill as she maintains.

- She was taken to the county hospital half an hour ago.

It wouldn't have been necessary

if you'd continued the treatment I had prescribed.

- I'm afraid I haven't the time to discuss this

with you further.

I've received an urgent call from Mr. Armstrong,

one of his grooms has come down with the fever.

- Now look here, Phelps,

you're a young man-

- Don't patronize me, Dr. Gordon.

If you have criticisms of my professional behaviour,

I'd be happy to listen to them

after I get back from Mr. Armstrong's.

(Beauty calls out)

- Where do you think you're going, that's not the way!

It's this way.

(Beauty calls out)

- I said it's this way!

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Here.

(Beauty chunters)

All right, this is as good a place as any

to teach you a lesson.

Now come here!

If you won't learn to obey me,

you'll have to learn to obey the whip.

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Take that!

And that!

I'll teach you!

Get back! (Beauty calls out)

Get back!

What do you think you're doing?

Get back, you brute, get back!

(Dr. Phelps screams)

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(Dr. Phelps breathes heavily)

(Beauty calls out)

- There, Beauty, where's Dr. Phelps?

- Ha, he must've thrown him!

- Ned, look, he's been beaten.

Phelps did this to you, didn't he?

Ned, go and get some ointment.

Come on, Beauty, come on, I'll soon make you better.

There, there, come on.

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I promise,

I promise I'll never let him do this to you again.

- Ms. Gordon!

I'll have that animal destroyed if it's the last thing I do!

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I have already informed the authorities

that this animal is dangerous

and I'm sure they're like promptly to have it destroyed.

- You use that whip on him, that's why he attacked you!

- Ms. Gordon, I used the whip only to defend myself.

- It's not true!

Beauty wouldn't attack anyone without good reason.

- Now, Dr. Phelps, you see,

Beauty behaves irrationally in your presence

are you ready to give us a demonstration?

- Very well, since you obviously doubt my word.

(Beauty calls out)

- Without the whip, if you're please, doctor.

- Of course.

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- You see, you see, it must have been the whip that did it.

- I think that proves my daughter's been telling the truth.

Come on, Jenny.

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- There, now do you believe me?

- No, wait a minute.

It's the new bridal, isn't it?

- Dr. Gordon, surely you've seen enough!

- No, it is the new bridal

and I thought you bought it out of kindness!

- Amy, what are you talking about?

- Look, Dr. Gordon,

he's tightened the chain so that it bites

right into Beauty's jaw.

- Father!

- [Amy] It's horrible!

- Jenny, get that vicious thing off Beauty.

Dr. Phelps, I think perhaps you better move

into the inn at Five Oaks

until I can find a replacement for you.

- Very well, if you so wish.

-Yes I do.

I won't mention this to the medical council

but if you wish to continue in this profession,

you might try to acquire a little compassion

before moving to another practice.

- [Dr. Phelps] What do you think you are doing

with my suitcase?

- I took the liberty packet for you, your Lordship!

- And you can be sure, Dr. Gordon, that at my next practice,

less time will be wasted on the emotions of a dumb animal!

(Beauty chunters)

- Jenny, would you be so good as to ask Beauty

to see our guest off the premises?

- Certainly.

Go on, Beauty.

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(Dr. Phelps screams)

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(Beauty neighs)