All language subtitles for The.Princess.Stallion.1997.WEBRip.x264-ION10

"Long ago,

"in the Highlands
of the North,

"there lived a princess

"who owned
all the finest things

"that her father's
riches could buy--

"sparkling jewels,
fine dresses,

"and pieces of gold.

"But among all that,
her greatest treasure
was a horse.

"Now, this horse
was like no other.

"He was wild and beautiful,

"with a spirit
that was strong and free.

"Each dawn, the princess
would wait for the stallion,

"and each morning,
he would appear.

"But one morning,
the stallion waited and waited,

but the princess
never came."

"And some say
that to this very day,

"the stallion returns
to the same place every morning

just waiting for
the princess to appear."

Good night, Sarah.

Next in line, please.

Are you on your own?

That's very brave
of you, Sarah.

I'm going to Scotland
to stay with my father.

Scotland?

That's a long way
from Los Angeles.

Yeah, it is.

Still, I bet you can't
wait to see your dad.

I don't know him that well.

He lives out in
the middle of nowhere
with a bunch of sheep.

Well, there's nothing
wrong with sheep.

Nothing at all.

Okay, you're done now.

Thanks.

"Dear Sarah,

"There are so many things
I want to say to you,

"and I hope I have
the chance to say them all.

"But if my time
comes too soon,

"I want you
to have this letter

"to keep with you always

"as a reminder of just
how much I love you.

"Coping with death
is not easy,

"but I know
how strong you are.

"and that however hard
it gets,

"you'll pull through.

"And don't believe
all the things I said
about your father.

"He's a good man,
even if he is impossible.

"Sarah, darling,

"I can only hope that you find
something to love in life

"as much as I love you.

"Be brave.

Love Mom."

Sarah?
Hi.

Well, you--

you really have--
Grown?

Yeah, it happens.

I'm sorry I wasn't
here to meet you.

I thought--
It's okay.

Thought you were
getting in later.

I got an earlier
connection in London.

I see.

Welcome to Scotland.

Thanks.

Shall we go?

Yeah. I think
I've pretty much
done the airport.

I'm okay.

Uh, it's this way.

This is it.

Mrs. Brown will
have supper ready.

I hope you're not
one of these girls

that starves themselves
down to skin and bone.

Sorry. I'm sure
it's really good,
but I don't eat meat.

I see.

Sarah, Mrs. Brown's been
to a great deal of trouble.

Not to worry.

The dogs will enjoy it.

They most certainly do
eat meat.
You have dogs?

You can't very well
have a sheep farm
without sheepdogs.

Where are they?In the barn.

Can I bring them in?

No, we don't allow
animals in the house.

Everyone has
their place on a farm.

You can take this
out to them.

Okay.

They're not always
good with strangers.

You better have
Alistair go with her.

Come on,
follow me.

This is my boy Alistair.

Alistair,
this is Sarah.

Well, now that
the formalities are over,

I want you two to take
this out to the dogs.

Are you not gonna
say hello?

Hi.
Hi.

I wasn't finished.

It'll be here
when you get back.

Come on, then.

How come you guys were
eating in the kitchen?

Is that an Upstairs,
Downstairsthing?

Mum thought you
and your dad should be
alone for the first night,

said you'd have
a lot to talk about.

I guess she was wrong.

So you're from
California, eh?
Yeah.

Hollywood and all that?

Glendale, actually.
It's in the Valley.

Oh.

They're beautiful.

Well, you certainly seem
to have a way with animals.

It'll be great
to have you around.

Why? Because I have
a way with animals?

No.

What I mean is
it'll be great
to have you around.

Do you ride?Sure.

Would you like to come
up to the north field
when you've waken up?

Where's that?

Uh, well, Alistair can
give you instructions
in the morning.

Put her on Billy,
all right?

Okay.

I'll show you around.

Maybe even
put you to work.

Great.

Well, that's me.

Early to bed,
early to rise.

Good night, Alistair.

Good night, Mr. Stewart.

Good night, Sarah.

Good night,
Mr. Stewart.

Good morning.

Afternoon's
more like it.

Your father will be
wondering where you are.

What?

Haven't you got
any proper footwear?

What's wrong with these?

It'll be a bit
muddy up there.

I'll be fine.

Suit yourself.
Don't worry.

Billy won't give you
any problems.

Billy.
Are you ready?

I guess so.

Okay. Up you go.

Wrong foot.

It's been a long time
since I rode.

A really long time.

Whoa.

Okay. You see that road
going up into the hills?

You go to the top
of that road,

you'll find a rock
that looks like a fish.

A fish?
Yeah.

What kind of fish?

I'm just kidding.

Well, when you get
to the rock,

there's a fork
in the trail.

Take the left trail
straight up that road.

When you turn up there,
you'll find
the north field

a hundred yards
on your left.

I'll find it.

Okay, give him a kick.

I know.

I was just getting a feel.

Oh.

Whoa.

Beauty.

Deer.
Where?

Deer tracks,
Malkie.

But we can't eat
deer tracks.

No, we can't.

But if you hurry up
and get the traps,

then we'll be eating
real deer before nightfall.

I guess
it could be a fish.

You don't mind
looking after me, then?

Malkie.

You're my baby brother.

It's going to be wonderful
having you around, okay?

Okay.

I can teach you things.

Look around you.

This place
is full of animals.

I love animals.

People give you
money for them,

and they taste
brilliant.

You and I can work
this land together.

But you're really going
to have to help me out
a bit more.

Okay.

What shall I do?

Put your foot there

and release
this spring.

What was that?
Malkie!

What was what?

A horse.
I heard a horse.

There are no horses
here, all right?

Let's try that
again, shall we?

All right, but I definitely
heard a horse.

Somebody should put some
signs up around here.

What do you think, Billy?

Shh.

Uhh!

Whoa!

Uhh!

Wait! Billy, come back!

Get everybody fed?
Yes.

Fix the barn door?
Yep.

Stable locked up?
Yep.

Good lad.

Come on, let's go
and get some grub.

How did Sarah
get along with Billy?

What?
I thought
she was with you.

With me?

I sent her off to
the north field
like you said.

Get Justice saddled.

Hey!

Is there anybody
out there?

You'll probably find her
on her way back.

Aye. Probably.

Come on!

Billy!

Whoa!

What do you think
you're doing?

You shouldn't be wandering
around up here all alone.

I'm-- I'm kind of lost.

Aye. I heard you calling.

That was quite
a tumble you took.

I'm okay.

Well, you don't look okay.

Can you walk?

I don't think so.

Well, I'm too old
to carry you.

You can't stay down here
all night, so you'll
just have to.

Here. Try this
out for size.

Come on.

Pull yourself up on that.

It's too steep
to go that way.

We'll need take
the long way around.

Where?
I have to get back.

You're not going down
the mountain tonight,
not in this weather.

You'll need to stay
up in the cottage with me
till morning.

Better follow me.

Come on.

All right.
Supper's on its way.

Let's not bust
a blood vessel.

You think he'd not eaten
a morsel for days.

Oh, leave it open,
would you?

The night shift will be
wondering where I'd been.

You can close it now.

Meet the clan.

Are they...all yours?

Oh, no.

They all just
come and go as they please.

I suppose we look
after each other,

just like a family.

I found him
when he was just a cub.

Left for dead after
a hunt passed through.

This fellow here,

shot by a farmer.

Mm-hmm.

Damaged his wing.

Go on.
That's enough.

No, no.

And that's Osborne.

What's the fox called?

Oh, just a fox.

He doesn't have a name?

I don't give
the wild ones names.

It takes away
their dignity.

But you can call me
Fergus...

because that's my name.

Sarah.

Oh, happy to make you
acquaintance, Sarah.

Just warm yourself

while I make you
some special tea.

What's special about it?

Heather and bilberry.

Made with my own
fair hands.

They're not as fair
as they used to be.

You're not from these parts.

I'm from California.

Oh!

A long walk.
No wonder you're tired.

I'm staying
with my father.

Oh? And who might that be?

Ian Stewart.

Ah.

The controller.

Why did you
call him that?

Because he likes
every living creature
to be in their place,

on time and in order.

I sometimes sit and watch him
herding the sheep.

You could set the sunset
and the sunrise by him.

Do you mind
if I call him?

Well, you need a healthy
pair of lungs for that

because it's four miles down
as the crow flies.

No, I meant on the phone.

I don't use them.
They give me a headache.

But I have to let my father
know where I am.

He'll be worried.

Oh, he'll be
worried for sure,

but there isn't much
we can do about it.

All right.

Come on.
Walk towards me.

What for?

If you can reassure me

that you can walk safely
on that leg of yours,

you can take
my raincoat there,

and I'll walk you
down the mountain.

Ah, you're going
nowhere, lass.

You've got one
damaged limb,

and I'm not going
to let you get another.

My conscience
just won't allow it.

And as far as
your father's concerned,

he'll have
one night of worry,

but I'm sure he'd prefer
that to seeing you

laid up in hospital
for weeks on end.

Now sit down here.

Evening!
Hi, Ian!

I take it she hasn't
turned up yet.

No, but I found
the horse

about a mile off
the north side.

She could have walked
anywhere from there.

If she's got any sense,
she'll have dug in somewhere.

There's the old crofter's
cottage further up.

Fergus' place.Uh-huh.

No, she couldn't
have walked there,
not in this.

But if she has, at least
she'll be safe and dry.

Look, we'll do what we can
on foot tonight,

but the helicopter will
have to wait until tomorrow.

I can't ask the boys
to fly in this.

No, quite.

Don't worry.
We'll find her.

She'll be soaked to the skin
and a bit embarrassed,

but none the worse
for wear.

I'll go with you.No!

You stay here.

I don't want to be worried
about you as well.

I hope you're as
hungry as the clan.

I'm famished.

Good, because you're
about to taste
my vegetable stew.

Guaranteed a cure
for all ills.

But it won't be anything
like you're used to
in California.

You know why?Why?

Because these vegetables
were in the ground
this morning, that's why.

Aye. Civilization
has a way of taking

the flavor
out of anything that
passes through it.

Have you ever
been to California?

Never been
out of Scotland.

Well, maybe some day.

Oh, I reckon...

I'm too old to go
wandering off into
the world now.

I started life
on this mountain,

so I guess it's the place
to finish it, too.

Now, dinner.

Sarah!

Sarah!

Sarah!

Sarah!

I've got to serve you
a wee bit more

before you scrape through
the bottom of my bowl.

Oh, no, I couldn't.

Really, Fergus,
I'm stuffed.

It was incredible.

Aye, and every ingredient came
from within spitting distance.

Puffball from the woods,

those mushrooms
from the meadow,

samphire from the cliffs,

watercress salad
from the bun.

All finished off with
a hint of elderberry sauce.

I've never tasted
anything like it.

And you won't, either.

Because every meal here
is unique.

Not like in your
fancy restaurants.

He likes you.

Have you got pets?

I used to.

I had a tortoise once
named Horace,

but he got squashed
by a motorcycle.

I was shattered.

Mm-hmm.

Lucky old Horace.

Lucky?

Much easier to be
the one squashed

than the one shattered.

Yes.

Fergus, I hope
you don't mind,

but I was looking
at your drawings,

the ones of a horse.

Ah.

You are very talented.

Oh, well...

Modesty prevents me
from agreeing.

Did you do it from life?

Uh, no.

Imagination.
Strictly imagination.

Because I think
I saw it.

What?

The horse.

I tried to follow it

and that's
how I got lost.

But it looks exactly
like your drawing.

You must have
seen it before.

Well, these mountains
are tricky.

People sometimes see things
that aren't really there.

Just get some sleep now,

and I'll take you
down in the morning.

Hello there.

You want to go out.

Sarah!

Look at this glorious morning!

Smell the air!

Have you ever seen
a day like this one?

No, I don't think I have.

It looks too good
to be real.

Aye, it's a great
place all right.

Look. You can almost
see the Viking hoard
coming over the hill.

Fergus.
Huh?

I heard something.

What?

A horse, from over there
behind the house.

Did you now?

You must have heard it.

Well, my ears aren't
what they used to be.

Right. Uh...

Are you fit enough
to walk?

Yeah, I think so.

Why? Are we going
somewhere?

Well, back down
the mountain, of course.

I see.

Oh, come on, lass.

Well, this is as far
as I need to go.

You can see your
father's house from
the bottom of the hill.

Don't you want
to meet my father?

Thanks all the same,
but I think it's
best if I go.

Fergus.

Thanks for everything.

I'm glad to be
of service.

Good-bye, Ozzie.

Have you any idea how much
trouble you've caused?

What?

Ten good men spent their
night on a cold mountain

because of your selfishness.

I don't believe this.

Well, then, let me
make it perfectly clear.

I'm not prepared to have
you wandering off

wherever you choose,
whenever you choose.

Wait a minute!

You told me to go up there.

Aye, and I expected you
to be back before nightfall,

not wandering around
the mountainside

visiting any old
Tom, Dick, and Harry.

Look, I fell.

I hurt my ankle, and Fergus
rescued me, all right?

So why did you tell me
you knew how to ride
when clearly you don't?

It was an accident.

It could have happened
to anyone, even you.

Uh, I've not finished yet.

Well, I have.

And don't you think
it's a little late to
start playing father?

Hi.

Oh, hi. Come on.

You know the trouble?
She's over-flanking. Come on!

What?Over-flanking.

Driving the sheep
around in a circle.

Come on! Get! Come by. Hey!

She has to sit
at the top of the flock,
just behind at 12:00.

Not too close,
not too far,

Just to drive them
in a straight line.

Hey!

She's just a wee bit
over-ambitions, that's all.

Come by. Come by.

Come by. Come by.
Come on.

Come by. Come by.

You're good at it.

Not as good as your father.

He's the master
of gentle persuasion.

Can't say I've noticed.

Hmm. I heard.

Look, Sarah, I wanted
to apologize.What for?

I shouldn't have
let you go up there
on your own.

It's not your fault.

If it's anyone's fault,
it's his.

But if you think that rock
looks anything like a fish,

then you've got a very
strange imagination.

So are you gonna tell me
about Hollywood, then?

I've been dying
to hear.

I've bet you've met
hundreds of movie stars.

Well, not exactly hundreds.

Have you ever met
anybody famous?

I did see Bruce Willis once.

Really?

Yeah, he was ordering
an ice cream for his kid.

Double-fudge ripple.

That's amazing.

Bruce Willis
ordering ice cream.

It seems a million
miles away.

Alistair.What?

Are there any wild horses
in the mountains?

Wild horses?

No, not in Scotland.

I see.
Why?

Just wondering.

Good morning.

Going somewhere?

For a ride.
And don't worry.

I won't get lost.
You won't have to go
to any trouble.

What happens if you
get hurt again?

Don't worry. I won't.

Sarah?
What?

Don't you think I should
know where you're going?

To see Fergus.

I'm not sure
that's a very good idea.

Look, I don't know what it is
you've got against Fergus.

He's just a harmless
old man.

Who happens to be
very confused.

No, I don't think he is.

Sarah.

Sarah, come back!

Oh.

I thought you might
be back before long.

So what do you think?

He's beautiful.

Aye, he is that.

Ha!

He's coming.

Look!
He's coming to see us!

Oh! Look at him go!

Look!

Where did he come from?

Is he wild?

As wild and free
as your imagination.

Do you think
he'd let me ride him?

He might.

But I don't think
that's a good idea.

Why not?

Well, one, it would
be dangerous.

Two...

he's wild and he's free,

and I think it's best
he stays that way.

Don't you?

Yeah, I suppose.

Why did you tell me
there was no horse?

I said no such thing.

You said I was
seeing things.

No, I said sometimes
people see things
in the mountains

that aren't
really there.

But he's there
all right.

What are you
going to do?

I don't know.

Whatever I do
seems to be wrong.

I suppose I'll just have
to go up and get her.

If you think that's
the right thing to do.

Well, you obviously don't.
What do you suggest?

She'll be back before
the day's out, I promise you.

She's just so...

damn stubborn!

I wonder where
she gets that from.

There's a book.

My mother used to read it
to me when I was a kid.

It's about
A Scottish legend.

Oh, well, Scotland's
full of legends.

It's about a horse--
The Princess Stallion.

According to the legend,

he's been waiting for
the princess to come back
for over 500 years.

Sounds like
a good legend to me.

I guess it sounds
pretty silly.

Not in the slightest.

I don't really believe it.

I mean, I know
it's just a kids' story.

Well, he's real enough.
You saw him for yourself.

But why didn't you
want me to know?

Come on.
I'll show you something.

A long time ago,
before even I was born,

these mountains were
covered in forests.

And bit by bit,
they've been
taking them away.

Who have?

The takers.

They've been closing in
on this place for years,

and the mountain just seems
to get smaller and smaller.

Who are the takers?

People,
just like you and me,

except they come up
the mountain

and take whatever
they can sell.

Ozzie!

Sarah! Quick!

Oh, my God.

It looks like we
arrived just in time.

Go on.
It's all right.

She's too weak to mind.

Do you think
she'll be all right?

I don't know.

Maybe.

With a little bit
of help from us.

There you go.

All right.It's okay.

All right.
Good girl.

You know what, Malkie?

What?

It's the peace that
attracts me to this place.

If you listen hard enough,

you can hear
Mother Earth breathing.

To peace.
To peace and--

Tranquility.

To peace
and tranquility.

What was that?

I hope it's not
what I think it is.

Come on.

Time to go to work.

Come on, follow me.
Quietly.

Wow! Look at this!

Whoo!
Whoo-hoo!

That's the only way
to fish, Malkie boy!

Wait here.
Whatever you do,

don't let them
see you or the fawn.

Psst!

Come on. Quickly.

Why?

Money.

Greed.

And they've been
at it so long,

they won't stop till
there's noting left.

Somebody
has to stop them.

I promise you this.

If ever I stand face to face
with these villains,

because that's
what they are, I'll--

The detonators
are gone.

Somebody is going
to have to pay for this.

We didn't.

No, but they were ours,

and we have to make sure
that this doesn't
happen again.

But we don't know
who did it.

I've got a pretty good
idea who did it.

This sort of thing
has happened before.

So what are
we going to do?

We're going to--

We are going to do
what we are going to do.

Come on.

Quietly.

Don't worry.
She'll be fine.

Are you sure?

Well, I fixed
your leg up, didn't I?

Yeah, you did.

She'll need to be
getting home soon.

Her parents
will be worried.

I don't want
to go back, Fergus.

Oh...I can see that.

So, what's the problem?

I don't know.

It's just he doesn't
understand things
the way you do.

That's because the controller
has lost the child in him.

It's not uncommon with adults.

Everyone's got a child
stowed away somewhere.

As you grow older,
you build walls

to keep the child
safe from the world...

and you lose some of the joy
that life has to offer.

But you haven't.

That's because
I don't need walls.

I've got my mountain...

which your father wants.

What for?

He wants to graze
his animals here.

But he does already.

Aye, up in the north field,
but that's barren land.

He wants to use
the meadows.

A few sheep
wouldn't hurt.

Not on their own, no.

But with the sheep
would come the fences
to keep them in,

the roads to reach them,

the tractors
to transport them,

the buildings to keep them
safe at night.

How do you think our stallion
would feel about all that, eh?

He wouldn't come.

No, he wouldn't.

If only your father
would spend the time

to see what was
really up here.

You know,

he, too, has a child
locked away

somewhere
behind his own walls,

and I don't think
it would be fair

to let it stay there.

Do you?

Wish me luck.

Good luck.

Hi.

Oh, hello.

Good day?
Great day.

You're so lucky
to live here.

Yes, I suppose I am.

But you really should
try to get up into
the mountains more.

There's streams
to swim in,

meadows to run through,

and there are creatures
absolutely everywhere.

Fergus knows
all the best places.

Sarah,
I know what's up there,

but some of us
have to work, you know.

But not tonight, eh?

You've not eaten?

No. Am I late?

A little.

Sorry.
Not to worry.

Besides, I thought we'd wait
unto you got home

before we had dinner.

Anything in particular
you fancy?

Would Mrs. Brown mind
if I cooked?

No.

I'm sure she'd be delighted.

Gentlemen, if you
will direct your
attention this way.

Let me introduce, direct
from the colonies,

the land that gave you
MTV and Mickey Mouse

now brings you...dinner.

Take your seat, Mrs. Brown.

Well, this is a treat.

Are you ready?

I'm dying of suspense.

I'm dying of hunger.

Ta-da!

Hamburgers?

Veggie burgers.

Veggie burgers?
Yes.

Go ahead. Try one.

You won't be able
to tell the difference.

Mm-hmm.

Mmm. It's very good.

And...

Chips?French Fries.

This is a 100%
red, white, and blue
American pig-out.

If it's so American, why do
you call them French fries?

Never mind
what you call them.

When do we eat them?

In America,
you help yourself.

Right.
Well, this is a first.

I don't think I've ever
had a veggie burger before.

Can't believe it.

I eat them
almost every day.

You do?Yeah.

Sarah?

Get out of here.

Oh, don't be so
inhospitable.

We're just a couple
of starving travelers
down on their luck.

Oh, Malkie.

Look what I found.

Our little pet.

That was lucky.

We were just talking
about how much we'd love
a tasty venison burger.

Let her go!

And do you know
what, Malkie?

What's that, Rab?

This little fellow.

Get the sack.

Because this
little fellow's
going to make somebody

a lovely little doormat.

Oh, you--
Hey!

Don't be so possessive.

There's plenty more
where he came from.

Malkie.
What?

Get the bird.No!

But will it bite?
No.

But look at that beak.

I'm telling you,
it won't bite.

But what if it--Just get it, Malkie!

Ah!

We don't need the dog.

Have you got the message?

Leave the traps alone!

Come on.

I never though
I'd see the day

when your father
did the washing up.

Perhaps you should
cook the dinner
more often.

All done.

Unless there are any
other household duties
to perform.

What do you think,
Mrs. Brown?

Maybe some dusting.

I wouldn't
press your luck.

Well,
on my way to bed.

Good night.

Good night,
Mrs. Brown.
Good night.

I enjoyed that.
I think we all did.

Thanks.

Sarah.Yeah?

I'm sorry about
the things I said.

Yeah. Me, too.

I was just--

I said it's okay.

I don't know how much
your mother told you about us

and...well, about me.

She said...

you were stubborn,

unreasonable,
and old-fashioned.

But did she say
anything bad about me?

I just want to say that--

well...

I'm not sure I quite
know how to put it.

Just say it.

Right.

Well...

I loved your mother
very much,

and I think
she loved me, too.

But she never felt
that she belonged here.

I tried to persuade her.

Maybe that was a mistake,
I don't know, but...

In the end...

we just drifted apart
from each other.

So why did you never
keep in touch with me?

Oh, Sarah, you know
that's not fair.

I wrote.

Christmas and birthdays.

Do you think
that's enough?

No I don't, which is why
I came to visit you.

Twice in nearly
ten years.

Sarah, listen.

You don't know
what it's like

to visit somebody
that you love dearly,

knowing full well that
in a couple of days' time,

you'll be waving good-bye to
them across an airport barrier.

It broke my heart.

But I'd try it again.

I booked my ticket,
made arrangements for
the running of the farm.

And then your mother phoned

and said
that it might be better

if I waited for a while.

And maybe she was right.

You were doing
so well at school.

It just seemed best if--

if you were allowed to get on
with your life without me.

And so I just
carried on here,

hoping and praying that maybe
things would change and...

I'd look up from
the shearing one day

and see the pair of you
walking towards me
across the field.

Now, I know that the whole
of that dream

can never
become a reality,

but that day when I met you
at the airport,

I felt that I got
a good half of it.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean
to upset you.

It's okay.

It's just that
I miss her so much.

I know.

I know.

You okay?

You know, you look
very like your mother.

She had a pretty smile, too.

Dad...

What were you gonna say?

If I tell you something
that's really hard to believe,

will you believe me?

I don't know.
I'll try.

There's a wild horse
up in the mountain.

He's pure white
and...powerful.

And every morning--

He comes to the meadow.

You've seen him?

No, but I've heard of him.

How?

I've heard the stories, but...

I don't believe
he actually exists.

I've seen him.

Sarah--
It's true.

This is Fergus, isn't it?

First he keeps you
out all night,

and now he's filling
your head with rubbish.

It's not rubbish.

I've seen the stallion.

Sarah, Fergus lives
up there on his own.

He has no job, no friends,
nothing to occupy his mind.

All he can do
is invent stories.
He's paranoid.

Paranoid?
Yes!

He thinks everybody's
ganging up against him,

trying to steal his mountain
and spoil his little world.

But they are.

There are poachers
who kill the animals.

Sarah, there are no poachers.

There are!

Why won't you
believe me?

Because I know that he's been
putting ideas in your head.

All Fergus
has been trying to do

is protect the mountain
from being ruined.

It's all he's got,
and everyone's been trying
to take it away from him,

including you.

Why? What's he been saying?

That you've been trying
to use his land.

I've been trying to buy it,
but Fergus won't budge.

I made him
a fair offer, too.

If I was as poor as Fergus,

I'd have jumped
at the chance to sell.

No. Fergus is not the one
who's poor. You are.

That's enough,
young lady.

Because you can't open
your eyes wide enough

to see what's
right in front of you.

I don't want to
discuss it further.

Why won't you--Good night, Sarah!

Fergus?

Osborne?

This one won't be
causing any more damage.

Do you know what this means?

Yeah. We caught a stick.

No, Malkie.

What this means is war.

Oh, do we have to hurt
the old man again?

I think so. Don't you?

But he might have some
more pets we can have.

No, you don't understand,
Malkie.

I like hurting him.

Come on.

We've got a horse to catch.

Sarah!

I'm sorry.

You frightened him,
Sarah.

Fergus, I'm sorry.

He's wild, Sarah.

I'm sorry.

I didn't think
you would mind.

He can't be tamed.

I really am sorry.

I believe you.

What happened
to your head?

Oh, I fell.
It was nothing.

Where's the fawn?

Let's just say
the shakers came and...

took her...and the fox...
and the bird.

But they can't!

They did.

Let me see your head.

Oh, I'd just like to be
on my own now.

I've had a busy
couple of days,

and I've got work to do.

What work?

It's my battle, Sarah.

Well, it's mine now, too.

And I'm staying.

Sarah, please!
I want you to go!

It's not stealing.
It's borrowing.

Will we take it back
after we sell the horse?

Yeah. Well, maybe.

Look, nobody's
going to miss it.

It's a wreck.

They'll probably
thank us for taking it
off their hands.

Okay?

Hey, come on.

Whoa!

Whoa!

Come on, boy.

Yes.

Come on.

Come on!

Come on!

Aaagh!

Uhh!

Don't worry.

The rope's still attached.

He'll get caught up
eventually.

But what if he
gets caught up

and starves
before we find him?

Well, we'll sell him
for glue.

Let's go.

Here we go!

Okay, let's get him,
Malkie!

Gotcha! Go! Go! Go!

Yaa-haa! Gotcha!

Go on, Rab!
Go on! Yee-haw!

Yes!

Whoa.

Easy, easy.

Whoa, whoa.
Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Whoa, whoa.

Come on.

Ha ha ha ha!
Oh, yes!

That's it.

Hey, what was that?

What?The horse. I heard
the horse kicking.

He can kick
all he likes.

He's not going anywhere.

Whoa mare!

Whoa mare!

Oh, no. Trouble.

No, not really.

Eyes on the road,
Malkie.

Eyes on the road.

Must drive carefully.

Isn't life just...
wonderful?

It's the kid.

This place is full
of horse lovers.

It's Champion
the Wonder Horse!

Yee-ha! Ha ha ha!

No!

Oh, my God.

Fergus!

Fergus!

What happened?

You should have let me
stay with you.

Fergus. Hold on.

For God's sake,
hold on.

I'm asking you simply.
Did you lock it?

I think I locked it.
I'm sure I locked it.

Grab it! Grab it!

I missed the rope, Rab!

I missed the rope!He's get--

Getting money
never came easy.

Fergus.

Well, it looks like somebody
knows how to control him.

Go, boy. Hide.

Go! Hide!

Sarah.

What is it?

What's happened?

How is he?

I'm afraid he's suffered
a mild heart attack.

Also, he--It's the takers.

What?
The takers.

They come to the mountain

and take
whatever they can sell.

Fergus probably tried
to stop--Sarah, please.

Will he be all right?

Well, he's old
and very weak.

We'll just have to
keep an eye on him and see.

That's the best
we can do.

Can I see him?

Yes, all right,
but just a short visit.

Room 107,
down the hall.

Turn left,
keep going.

Thanks, Doctor.

No, you go in.

I'll wait out here.

You awake?

Yes.

Try not to worry.

I'm sure he'll
be all right.

Yeah.

How about you?

I'm okay.

Good.

Dad?

Mm-hmm?

I tried to ride him,
and he got scared.

Sarah--

The takers
were after him.

Fergus tried
to stop them,

that's when
he got injured.

Sarah, Fergus is just old.

As the doctor said,
he probably fell over

and his heart gave out.

They'll do all the can
to help him.

I don't understand why.

Even now, when Fergus is
lying in the hospital,

you can't--

no, you won't
believe me.

All right. All right.

Maybe there's a horse,
and maybe there are poachers

and maybe they did
attack Fergus,

but there's nothing
you can do about it now.

So I suggest you get
a good night's sleep, hmm?

Everything will
seem better in the morning.

It always does.

Good night, Sarah.

Good night.

Malkie.

Wrong one.

Go back to sleep
if you want.

Here we go.

How are you gonna
get her to help us?

Watch me.

Watch and learn.

Ian Stewart. Hello?

Geoff.

Uh-huh.

That was Geoff
at the police station.

Fergus has regained
consciousness.

Well, that's good news,
isn't it?

Apparently, he was
run down by poachers.

Why would anyone want to do
a thing like that to Fergus?

He tried to stop them
stealing a horse.

Maybe it's just another
of his stories.

It could be.

Except that Jimmy McDonald's
just had his horse box stolen

in broad daylight.

Sarah?

Sarah?

Alistair!

Have you seen Sarah?

She went up
into the mountains.

Right, come with me.

Mrs. Brown, can you
get Geoff as quickly
as you can, please?

And tell him that if
Sarah's only half as
stubborn as her father,

she would have gone to
the mountains to protect
that horse of hers.

Come on, Ozzie.

Ozzie?

Come on, boy.

Ozzie?

Nice dog, eh?

Put him down.

Oh, can't I
pet him a little?

I said put him down.

Okay. Okay.

All right, dog.
Say hello to your friends.

Now, we're looking
for a horse.

Oh, well, good luck.

No, no, you don't
understand.

We want you
to help us to
find the horse.

You see, this particular
horse seems to like you.

Not surprising.

You seem like
a nice person.

So we thought that
you would help us
to catch the horse.

Why should I?

Oh, because
if you don't,

then Ozzie will end up
as doggie chow mien.

I'm not helping you
or anyone else
catch that horse.

He's wild, and he belongs
in the mountains.

And if you don't let
Ozzie go right now,

I'll report you
to the police.

Ooh!
Ooh!

Here's the deal.

You can either help us
to catch the horse,

or you can help us
to catch the horse.

Let go of me!

Help! Help!

Shh, shh, shh.

Mr. Stewart, look!

Come on.

Dad!

Hold on!

Alistair, you can drive,
can't you?
Uh-huh.

Right.
Now's your chance.

What?

I want you to keep as close
to the pickup as possible.

Aah!
Dad!

Rab! Rab!

Punch him, Malkie!
Punch him!

Stop the car!

Dad!

No! No!

Uhh!

Sarah! Sarah!

Get off-- Dad!

Come any closer,
and I'll squeeze!

Tell them to back off!
I said tell them to back off!

Malkie, get up.
Come here.

Malkie and I are leaving now.
Sarah's coming with us.

But don't worry,
she'll be fine.

But if I see so much
as a glimpse of any of you,
she takes a tumble.

And if we let you go,

you'll release her.

Oh, I can't make any
promises about that.

No!

Dad!

Dad! Dad!

Let go of me!

No! No!

Uhh!

Get of me!
Stop it!

Aah!

Malkie!

Release the spring
like I showed you!

I can't remember
how you do it, Rab!

Rab, help me!

God, I cannot--

Aah!

Dad!All right, all right.

I'm here. I'm here.

Those traps are
dangerous, Rab!

Of course
they're dangerous!

Idiot! If only you'd
listened to me!

I'm not listening
to you anymore, Rab!

You shouldn't set traps!
It's cruel!

Come on!

How are we feeling?

Well, I don't know
how we are feeling,

but I'll be feeling
just fine once I get out
of this torture chamber.

Well, I'm afraid you're
gonna have to put up with us
a little while longer.

Oh, thanks, but no, thanks.

I didn't live my life to die
in a room full of wires.

We're gonna start doing
some tests tomorrow.

Oh, no.

Nothing to worry about.

Just you get some rest,

and I'll see you
in the morning.

You won't get your
cold hands on me.

You sure he didn't
hurt you?
Yeah.

You're absolutely sure?

That was the hospital
on the phone.

Fergus has
discharged himself.

Do you know where he's
likely to have gone?

I think so.

Well, what are
we waiting for?

That's it, then?

Not just one last time?

After all these years?

Oh, well.

Look at this
glorious morning.

Smell the air.

Have you ever seen a day
as beautiful as this one?

Fergus? Fergus?

Fergus!

He's not there!

Ozzie!

No! No!

Come on.

Oh, hello, Ozzie.

That's my good boy.

He's come to see me!

And the princess.

Oh, I knew he would!

Long ago, in the Highlands
to the North,

there was a horse.

He was not like
any other horse.

He was wild and beautiful,

with a spirit
that was strong and free.

Some people say that
the horse still lives at
the top of the mountain.

Other say the princess
stallion is only a myth.

But I know better.

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