PREVIOUSLY ON "HEARTLAND":
MY "MOM'S THE WORD" BLOG, THEY WANT TO PUBLISH IT!
A BOOK TOUR?
AHMED: (HORSE SNORTS) ADRIAN, TAKE CHARGE!
ADRIAN: HIS BREEDER SAID HE'S A PROBLEM.
AHMED: IF YOU'RE NOT UP FOR THE JOB...
I KNOW SOMEBODY WHO MIGHT BE.
I'D LIKE YOU TO WORK WITH ZEUS.
ADRIAN: AMY, WITH ZEUS ON HER OWN?
(HORSE WHINNIES SHRILLY, HOOVES CLATTER LOUDLY)
(VIOLENT KICK, THUNDERING BOOM)
(HELICOPTER ROTORS BEAT)
HEY. TY?!
ADRIAN...
IT WAS ADRIAN IN THE STABLE THAT NIGHT.
I SAW HIM RUNNING AWAY!
(SOFTLY) YOU HAVE THE GREENEST EYES.
TY: (GASPS IN RELIEF)
(BIRDS CHIRP)
(HORSE WHINNIES)
(HORSES WHINNIE AND SNUFFLE)
(ZEUS SNORTS LOUDLY)
(ZEUS WHINNIES SHRILLY)
(STALL CLATTERS, LOCK CLANKS, BOOMING HOOF KICKS)
(ZEUS SHRIEKS)
(THUNDERING BOOMS, STALL DOOR CLATTERS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(HORSE WHINNIES ECHO)
(GASPS)
(EXHALES SHARPLY)
HEY, THAT WAS SOME DREAM.
IT FELT SO REAL. (EXHALES SHARPLY)
ARE YOU OKAY?
YEAH. YEAH?
AMY: I'M MUCH BETTER NOW. (CHUCKLES)
I COULD REALLY GET USED TO YOU LIVING IN THE ATTIC.
(KISS)
TY: HOW ABOUT BREAKFAST IN BED?
THINK YOU COULD GET USED TO THAT?
AMY: TY...
THIS MIGHT SOUND CRAZY, BUT...
I'VE SPENT WAY TOO MUCH TIME IN BED.
I THINK WHAT I REALLY NEED IS TO GET BACK TO WORK.
(DOOR OPENS)
LOU: (SIGHS SLEEPILY) HONEY, I CAN DO THAT.
PETER: YEAH, BUT I'M DOING IT SO YOU DON'T HAVE TO.
LOU: (CHUCKLES)
YOU MEAN IN CASE I MIGHT HAVE SOMETHING ELSE GOING ON TODAY,
LIKE, I DON'T KNOW, A BOOK TOUR?
PETER: YOU JUST READ MY MIND. IT'S AMAZING.
LOU: EXCEPT I'M STILL NOT SURE IF I WANT TO GO.
PETER: WELL, YOU DON'T HAVE TO DECIDE RIGHT NOW.
THERE'S PLENTY OF TIME TO PACK.
OR NOT.
PETER: OR NOT, RIGHT, BUT THE PLANE TO TORONTO
LEAVES IN FOUR HOURS AND FIFTY MINUTES.
LOU: (CHUCKLES) PETER: I'M JUST SAYING.
LOU: (EXHALES HEAVILY)
HMM. SCOOCH OVER.
SO, WHAT DID YOU DECIDE?
ABOUT WHAT?
OKAY, FINE, BE THAT WAY.
BUT FOR WHAT IT'S WORTH, I THINK YOU SHOULD GO.
EVERYONE'LL BE FINE HERE.
EVERYONE MAYBE, BUT WHAT ABOUT YOU?
WAY TO HOG THE SINK!
OKAY, THIS IS GETTING CRAZY.
YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU'RE RIGHT.
I DON'T NEED TO BRUSH MY TEETH.
I BRUSHED 'EM YESTERDAY.
UH? UNH UNH UNH! UNH-UNH.
GEORGIE: (SIGHS DRAMATICALLY)
FINE!
HAVE ANOTHER BITE, HONEY.
AREN'T YOU CUTTING IT A BIT CLOSE?
(SNORTS) TELL ME ABOUT IT.
WHAT'S GOING ON WITH LOU?
SHE'S STILL ON THE FENCE.
WELL, THAT'S RIDICULOUS.
HER PLANE LEAVES IN FOUR HOURS!
(SNORTS) YEAH, GIVE OR TAKE.
IF SHE THINKS SHE'S GOTTA STAY HERE
TO LOOK AFTER AMY,
YOU TELL HER TO FORGET IT.
SHE'S DONE BEING A PATIENT.
SHE'S ALREADY TALKING ABOUT GETTING TO WORK.
YEAH, STARTING TODAY.
KATIE: (COOS)
(GRIMACES)
(SOUND STARTS ECHOING, STEADY THUMPING)
LOU: (DISTORTED) MORNING!
AMY? AMY, WHAT'S WRONG?
ARE YOU OKAY?
YES, LOU, I'M FINE.
DON'T YOU HAVE A PLANE TO CATCH OR SOMETHING?
(ANNOYED SIGH, DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)
TY: AMY, WHY ARE YOU PUSHING YOURSELF?
WHY DON'T YOU JUST TAKE IT EASY?
AMY: BECAUSE TAKING IT EASY HAS BEEN DRIVING ME CRAZY.
I'M FINE, REALLY.
TY: I'D BELIEVE YOU IF I DIDN'T DO THE SAME THING TO YOU.
AMY: WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
AFTER MY MOTORCYCLE WRECK,
I LIED TO YOU ABOUT HOW I WAS FEELING,
I DIDN'T WANT YOU ON MY CASE.
I DIDN'T WANT YOU WORRYING ABOUT ME.
GOOD TO KNOW. THAT'S NOT WHAT I'M DOING.
(SOUND STARTS PULSING, LOW RUMBLING)
(DOOR CLATTERS OPEN)
AMY: (GASPS SHARPLY)
(HORSES SNORT LOUDLY, DISTORTEDLY)
(ZEUS SHRIEKS) ZEUS!
(GASPING FOR BREATH)
TY: WHAT'S WRONG?! WHAT'S WRONG?!
(PANICKED) THE HORSES! (PANTING)
TY: AMY, THE HORSES ARE FINE.
(LOW PULSING SOUNDS FADE)
WHAT'S GOING ON? WHAT IS IT?
I DON'T KNOW, SOMETIMES...
I JUST FEEL LIKE...
IS IT THE ACCIDENT?
IS THAT WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT?
YEAH, LIKE IT'S HAPPENING AGAIN AND I'M RIGHT THERE AND-
NO, YOU'RE NOT THERE.
YOU'RE RIGHT HERE WITH ME, OKAY?
I KNOW. IT'S NO BIG DEAL, TY.
ALL RIGHT.
JUST RUN IT BY DR. VIRANI, MAKE SURE SHE-
NO, PLEASE DON'T... DON'T ANYONE ANYONE, OKAY?
ESPECIALLY NOT LOU, DON'T TELL LOU.
♪♪
♪ And at the break of day ♪
♪ You sank into your dream ♪
♪ You dreamer ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ You dreamer ♪
PETER: I'VE GOT NO BIG DEADLINES.
MY BOSS KNOWS THAT I'LL BE WORKING REMOTELY,
OR CYBER COMMUTING,
OR WHATEVER YOU WANT TO CALL IT,
AND, YOU KNOW, I'M NOT GONNA LEAVE HOME
UNTIL YOU GET BACK.
LOU: OKAY. EXCEPT SO FAR I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE.
PETER: WELL, IF YOU WANTED TO, THOUGH.
IF YOU WANTED TO, HONEY, I WOULD MAKE IT WORK.
LOU: GREAT. PETER: I'M COMMITTED TO MAKING IT WORK.
LOU: BABE, YOU'RE KINDA PRESSURING ME.
PETER: LOOK, HERE'S THE THING: DO YOU WANT TO GO OR NOT?
OF COURSE! BUT, HONEY, SERIOUSLY, HOW CAN I?
AMY OBVIOUSLY HASN'T FULLY RECOVERED YET,
AND WHO'S GONNA COOK FOR HER?
WHO IS GONNA MAKE SURE THAT SHE GETS ENOUGH REST AND...
I'M SORRY, BUT I JUST- I CAN'T GET OVER THE FACT
THAT SHE COULD HAVE DIED!
AMY: BUT I DIDN'T DIE, LOU,
AND I'M NOT PLANNING ON IT ANYTIME SOON.
I'M FEELING GOOD, OKAY?
JUST ASK TY. I HELPED HIM FEED AND WATER.
LOU... (SIGHS)
YOU WORKED HARD ON THIS BOOK DEAL, OKAY?
SO WHATEVER YOU DECIDE,
DON'T MAKE ME THE REASON THAT YOU DON'T GO.
AMY'S RIGHT, HONEY. I MEAN...
IT'S NOT LIKE YOU'RE GOING TO MARS.
IT'S JUST A BOOK TOUR.
YOU CAN ALWAYS COME HOME, RIGHT?
OKAY, OKAY!
YOU GUYS OBVIOUSLY BOTH JUST WANT TO BE RID OF ME.
PETER AND AMY: (CHUCKLE)
FINE. GOOD.
(BALE THUMPS)
NICOLE: WHAT'S UP, STRANGER?
FEELS LIKE AGES SINCE THE LAST TIME WE TALKED.
CALEB: BEEN BUSY.
NICOLE: BUSY.
THAT SOUNDS LIKE COWBOY CODE FOR "MY EX-WIFE'S IN TOWN."
NOW HOW DID YOU HEAR THAT?
NICOLE: OH, IT'S A TEENY TINY LITTLE TOWN
AND PEOPLE WITH A LOT OF BIG MOUTHS.
CALEB: DID THOSE BIG TALKERS TELL YOU THAT SHE'S GONE?
NICOLE: REALLY?
NO, I GUESS I MUST HAVE MISSED THAT PART.
SO WHAT HAPPENED?
CALEB: I DON'T KNOW. FIGURE SHE'S IN VANCOUVER.
NICOLE: O-KAY, THAT'S WAY TOO MUCH INFORMATION.
(SIGHS)
I'M KIDDING.
LET'S JUST SAY AFTER HAVING MY HEART RIPPED OUT
FOR THE SECOND OR THIRD TIME,
I'M DONE WITH LONG-TERM RELATIONSHIPS...
(TAILGATE SLAMS SHUT)
AT LEAST FOR THE FORESEEABLE FUTURE.
I AM TOTALLY ON THE SAME PAGE WITH YOU.
FINALLY...
WE HAVE SOMETHING IN COMMON.
YES, WE DO.
LOU: OKAY, SO YOU HAVE MY TO-DO LIST.
PETER: I'VE GOT IT, HONEY, RIGHT HERE.
LOU: I JUST FEEL LIKE I'M FORGETTING SOMETHING.
JACK: (SNORTS) IT DOESN'T FEEL LIKE IT!
LOU: AMY, YOU HAVE TO PROMISE ME YOU ARE NOT GONNA OVERDO IT,
YOU'LL TAKE IT EASY.
AMY: I PROMISE. EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE.
LOU: OKAY. (KISS)
LOU: YOU, GIVE ME A BIG HUG.
GEORGIE: LOVE YOU! LOU: I LOVE YOU TOO!
PETER: OKAY, COME ON, HONEY, YOU'RE GONNA MISS YOUR FLIGHT.
LOU: OKAY. ALL RIGHT, BE A GOOD GIRL FOR DADDY,
AND YOU HAVE SO MUCH FUN WHILE MOMMY'S GONE, OKAY?
(BIG KISS)
HERE YOU GO.
OKAY.
GEORGIE, COME HERE.
I WANT YOU TO HANG ON TO THIS FOR ME, 'KAY?
THERE YOU GO.
YOUR BRACELET...
YOU'RE GIVING ME YOUR BRACELET?!
KEEP IT FOR ME TILL I GET BACK, OKAY?
WHICH COULD BE SOONER RATHER THAN LATER
IF YOU DON'T TAKE GOOD CARE OF MY SISTER.
DON'T WORRY, I'M ALL OVER IT.
LOU: (SIGHS) OKAY. LET'S DO THIS.
PETER: (CAR STARTS UP) OKAY, HONEY.
LOU: OH, I LOVE YOU. (KISS)
PETER: LOVE YOU TOO.
(EXHALES EXCITEDLY)
(KISS)
(SEATBELT BUCKLES, CAR DOOR SHUTS)
(TOWN CAR RUMBLES AWAY)
GEORGIE: WOW, LOU WASN'T KIDDING WHEN SHE SAID SHE HAD A TO-DO LIST.
PETER: YEAH, I KNOW, MORE LIKE A SPREADSHEET, RIGHT?
FIRST ITEM: "CLEAN DUDE RANCH FOR WEEKEND CHECK-INS."
SOUNDS GREAT.
OH, COME ON, YOU KIDDIN' ME? WE'LL MAKE IT FUN.
(CELL PHONE BUZZES)
AH, IT'S MY BOSS.
HE CAN WAIT.
(CLEARS THROAT) WHO CARES?
ALL RIGHT, MAYBE NOT. LET ME JUST CHECK.
OH, YEAH, I WAS AFRAID OF THAT.
JACK: BAD NEWS?
THAT, UH, PIPELINE PROJECT I WAS HEADING UP
JUST FAST-TRACKED, SO...
WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?
PETER: UH, IT MEANS A BIG REPORT WITH A BIG DEADLINE.
SO MUCH FOR FUN.
PETER: NO, NOW, NOT NECESSARILY.
I CAN WORK ON THE REPORT AT NIGHT
AND, UH, WE'LL STILL HAVE LOTS OF TIME TO DO STUFF.
YOU'LL SEE.
STARTING WITH CLEANING THE DUDE RANCH.
WHY DON'T YOU AND I SADDLE UP A COUPLE OF HORSES
AND WE'LL RIDE OVER?
IF YOU PACK A LUNCH, YOU CAN HAVE A PICNIC
DOWN ON THE DOCK.
I'LL LOOK AFTER KATIE.
PETER: SEE? (CELL PHONE BUZZES)
JACK: AND MAYBE YOU'D HAVE A LOT MORE FUN
IF YOU LEFT YOUR PHONE AT HOME.
(CHUCKLES)
AH...
IF I DON'T GO BACK TO SCHOOL SOON,
I'M GONNA BLOW THE TERM.
I JUST CAN'T PRETEND EVERYTHING'S ALL RIGHT.
THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT YOU SHOULD DO.
FLUNKIN' OUT'S NOT GONNA DO ANYBODY ANY GOOD.
WELL, I GUESS IF I LEFT NOW,
I MIGHT BE ABLE TO MAKE MY SURGERY LAB.
GO. I'LL KEEP DOING THIS.
I DON'T MIND PICKIN' UP THE SLACK
FOR THE NEXT LITTLE WHILE.
ALL RIGHT, BUT JUST UNTIL AMY FEELS BETTER.
YOU KNOW, I BET SHE MISSES THIS GUY.
SHE MIGHT BE ABLE TO RIDE HIM YET,
BUT, I MEAN, SHE CAN COME BY AND BRUSH HIM OR SOMETHIN'.
YEAH, MAYBE LATER.
SHE'S JUST, UH, SLEEPING RIGHT NOW.
YEAH, MAYBE THAT'S A GOOD THING.
COME AND SEE THIS. AMY'S NOT GONNA LIKE IT.
TY: I BETTER GET THAT OFF HIM BEFORE HE HURTS HIMSELF.
CALEB: HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY!
YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE A VET STUDENT TO PULL A SHOE.
GO.
TY: ARE YOU SURE? CALEB: YEAH.
TY: THANKS.
CALEB: WORKIN' KIND OF TAKES MY MIND OFF THE WHOLE ASHLEY THING.
WELL, WOMEN IN GENERAL, ACTUALLY.
YOU MEAN NICOLE?
THE OLD CALEB WOULDA BEEN ALL OVER THAT.
THE NEW CALEB, HE'S KEEPING HIS DISTANCE.
GEORGIE: MAYBE LOU BEING GONE ISN'T SO BAD
IF I GET TO HANG OUT WITH YOU.
PETER: WELL, I LIKE HANGING OUT WITH YOU TOO.
GEORGIE: YOU'VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!
PETER: WHOA.
SOMEONE DID A NUMBER ON THIS PLACE.
(HORSE WHINNIES SHARPLY) WHOA! WHOA!
PETER: WHOA! HOLD ON, GEORGIE!
PETER AND GEORGIE: WHOA!
WILD BOARS: (SQUEAL)
PETER: EASY. WHOA, WHOA!
GEORGIE: WHOA! WHAT ARE THEY?!
PETER: (GRUNTS)
OKAY, WE BETTER GET OUTTA HERE!
WILD BOARS: (SNORT AND SQUEAL)
PETER: LET'S GO.
WILD BOARS: (SNORT AND SQUEAL)
CALEB: GOOD BOY. I'M ALMOST DONE.
(WRENCH CREAKS)
THERE YOU GO, BUDDY. HEY?
HEY, AMY. HEY.
I THOUGHT YOU WERE DOWN FOR THE COUNT.
IT TURNS OUT I'M NOT VERY GOOD AT DOING NOTHING.
WELL, IF YOU'RE LOOKIN' FOR SOMETHING...
A NAIL WENT IN KINDA DEEP
AND I THINK THERE MIGHT BE SOMETHING COOKIN' IN THERE.
DO YOU WANNA HAVE A LOOK?
(NERVOUSLY) YEAH, SURE.
(THUNDERING BOOMS, ZEUS WHINNIES SHRILLY)
AMY: (GASPS)
CALEB: AMY, ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?!
AMY: (GASPS)
HEY, WHAT JUST HAPPENED?
NOTHING, NOTHING. I'M FINE.
COME ON, THAT DIDN'T LOOK LIKE NOTHIN', AMY.
CALEB, I CAN'T.
(TRUCK RUMBLES AND SHUTS OFF)
(SIGHS) YOU BETTER HAVE ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE.
FIRST DAY BACK AT CLASS WAS BRUTAL.
CALEB: NOW THAT I'M LIVING HERE, THE FRIDGE'LL BE FULLY STOCKED.
TY: (BEER OPENS) WELL, DON'T GET USED TO IT.
I'M NOT GONNA BE AT HEARTLAND FOREVER.
JUST UNTIL AMY FEELS BETTER.
CALEB: YEAH, SPEAKIN' OF AMY,
UH, SOMETHING KINDA STRANGE HAPPENED.
I THINK SHE MIGHT BE SEEING THINGS THAT AREN'T THERE.
YEAH, SHE IS.
SO YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT THEN?
I THINK I GOT A PRETTY GOOD IDEA.
IT COULD BE THE PAIN MEDICATION THAT SHE'S ON.
YOU KNOW AS WELL AS ANYONE
THAT STUFF CAN MESS WITH YOUR HEAD, RIGHT?
YES, I DO, BUT, UH...
I KNOW ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE.
THEY CALL IT "THE DREAD."
WHAT'S THAT?
REMEMBER MY WRECK IN MONTANA?
YEAH.
AFTER THAT,
I COULDN'T EVEN LOOK AT A HORSE WITHOUT FEELING IT.
MY HEART WOULD BEAT SO HARD INSIDE MY CHEST
I SWEAR IT WAS GONNA EXPLODE.
YOU THINK THAT'S WHAT'S HAPPENING WITH AMY?
YEAH, ESPECIALLY AFTER WHAT HAPPENED.
I MEAN, MAYBE IT'S NOT EXACTLY THE SAME,
BUT IT'S DAMN CLOSE.
IT'S LIKE YOU TAKE A REGULAR PIG
AND YOU SUPER-SIZE IT.
AND THEY ARE INCREDIBLY NASTY LOOKING.
JACK: SOUNDS LIKE WILD BOAR.
FROM WHAT I HEAR, THEY'RE OVERRUNNING RANCH LANDS
AND ATTACKING LIVESTOCK...
GEORGIE: AND SPOOKING HORSES.
I COULD BARELY STAY ON.
WILD BOARS AND HORSES, NEVER A GOOD MIX.
GEORGIE: SERIOUSLY, IT WAS LIKE THE ATTACK OF THE ZOMBIE PIGS.
WELL, ALL I KNOW IS THEY ARE MISERABLE CRITTERS
YOU DO NOT WANT TO ENGAGE.
THEY GET ON YOUR TAIL,
THEY'LL GIVE YOU A RUN FOR YOUR MONEY.
PETER: THAT'S PERFECT. (PHONE RINGS)
SO I GET TO ADD WILD BOAR INVASION
TO MY TO-DO LIST NOW.
JACK: I KNOW THE TIMING MIGHT NOT BE GREAT FOR YOU,
BUT YOU CAN'T IGNORE IT.
WE GOTTA GET ON THIS FIRST THING IN THE MORNING.
PETER: OKAY. (BEEPS PHONE ON)
HEY, LOU! HOW'S TORONTO?
YEAH? NICE HOTEL?
OH, IS THAT FIRST THING IN THE MORNING?
DON'T BE NERVOUS, HONEY. YOU'RE GONNA BE GREAT, YEAH.
HERE? GOOD. WE'RE ALL GOOD.
TELL HER ABOUT THE WILD BOARS!
WHAT'S THAT? (CHUCKLES)
OH NO, IT'S NOTHING. IT WAS NOTHING.
DON'T WORRY ABOUT A THING, LOU.
I GOT THE TO-DO LIST UNDER CONTROL.
EVERYTHING IS GONNA BE JUST FINE.
(BIRDS CHIRP)
JACK: I SEE WHAT YOU MEAN.
THIS PLACE IS AN UNHOLY MESS.
PETER: IT'S EVEN WORSE THAN IT WAS YESTERDAY.
(PHONE RINGS)
PETER: AH... LOU. LIKE CLOCKWORK.
JACK: BETTER TAKE THAT.
PETER: YEP. (PHONE BEEPS ON)
HEY, SWEETHEART...
YOUR FIRST RADIO TALK SHOW INTERVIEW.
THAT'S AMAZING.
YEAH, I'M SORRY I MISSED IT.
NO, I-I CAN CATCH IT ON THE PODCAST LATER.
YEAH. FOR SURE.
KATIE'S TODDLER YOGA?
YES. OF COURSE.
I'M JUST GETTING READY TO GO NOW.
(CHUCKLES)
PETER: YOU BET. (WILD BOARS SNORT)
(SQUEALING)
PETER: WHAT THE HELL?
CAN YOU? NO, NO, NOT YOU.
YEAH. EVERYTHING IS GOOD. I'LL TALK TO YOU SOON, HONEY.
JACK: I'D BE CAREFUL USING THAT FANCY VIDEO PHONE OF YOURS.
YOU DON'T WANT LOU TO SEE THIS.
PETER: NO KIDDING.
(SNORTING AND SQUEALING)
NO, WHOA! WHOA!
UNLESS YOU'RE PACKING A RIFLE AND YOU PLAN TO USE IT,
I'D BE STAYING PUT.
PETER: WELL, GEORGIE WAS RIGHT, ATTACK OF THE ZOMBIE PIGS.
(SNORTING)
(ENGINE ROARS)
I MADE YOU SOME COFFEE, TY.
AHMED: OH, THANK YOU. VERY KIND OF YOU.
(CHUCKLES) AHMED? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
WELL, I HEARD THE COFFEE HERE WAS VERY GOOD,
SO I THOUGHT I'D DROP BY.
(AMY CHUCKLES)
TY: (DOOR CREAKS) ANY WORD ON ADRIAN?
AHMED: YES. I AM RELIEVED TO SAY THAT HE WAS ARRESTED AT THE AIRPORT
AND CHARGED WITH CRIMINAL NEGLIGENCE.
GOOD THING THE COPS FOUND HIM BEFORE I DID.
WOULD YOU LIKE SOME COFFEE?
HMM.
LOOK AT YOU, UP AND AROUND.
HOW HAVE YOU BEEN FEELING?
(SIGHS) PRETTY GOOD. BETTER.
ACTUALLY I'M GLAD YOU'RE HERE.
I WANTED TO GIVE YOU THIS - IT'S TOO MUCH MONEY.
I CAN'T TAKE IT, I DIDN'T EARN IT.
MONEY CAN'T EVEN BEGIN TO COMPENSATE YOU
FOR WHAT HAPPENED.
PLEASE, TY.
YOU MAKE SURE SHE CASHES THIS CHEQUE.
TY: GOOD LUCK TELLING AMY WHAT TO DO BUT I'LL TRY.
I THOUGHT YOU WOULD LIKE TO KNOW THAT EMIR IS DOING WELL.
THE WOUNDS ARE SUPERFICIAL. THEY ARE HEALING NO PROBLEM.
GOOD. AND ZEUS?
YES...
ACTUALLY, ZEUS IS THE REASON THAT I DROPPED BY LIKE THIS.
I'VE REACHED A DECISION AND IT WASN'T EASY.
EVEN THOUGH THE STALLION IS FROM TOP BLOODLINES
AND HAS GREAT PROMISE,
I BELIEVE HE'S UNMANAGEABLE.
THAT SOUNDS A BIT HARSH.
IN MY OPINION, THE HORSE CANNOT BE REDEEMED.
SO WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?
MY VET WILL DEAL WITH THE PROBLEM.
YOU MEAN, PUT DOWN A PERFECTLY HEALTHY HORSE?
UNDER THE CIRCUMSTANCES, YES.
I DON'T AGREE WITH THAT.
WELL, I DIDN'T THINK YOU WOULD, BUT I HAVE MADE UP MY MIND.
I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO LOOK AT THE HORSE AGAIN
WITHOUT THINKING OF WHAT HE DID TO YOU.
HE'S CURSED.
(ENGINE ROARS)
IT'S PRETTY MESSED UP WHAT AHMED PLANS TO DO.
YOU KNOW, WITH ZEUS.
YEAH, I KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN.
REALLY?
BECAUSE THIS TYPE OF THING USUALLY MAKES YOU CRAZY.
I MEAN THE HORSE IS CURSED?
COME ON.
OBVIOUSLY, I DON'T AGREE WITH HIM,
BUT THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO ABOUT IT.
IT'S HIS HORSE.
(DOOR CREAKS SHUT)
TY: I'M WORRIED, JACK.
I'VE TRIED TO TALK TO HER,
BUT EVERY TIME I DO, SHE SAYS EVERYTHING'S FINE.
JACK: AND YOU DON'T THINK IT IS?
SOMETHING'S GOING ON.
SHE'S SEEING THINGS THAT AREN'T THERE.
WHAT KIND OF THINGS?
I DON'T KNOW.
BUT WHATEVER IT IS SHE THINKS THEY'RE REAL.
WELL, SHE TOOK A PRETTY GOOD KNOCK ON THE HEAD.
IT'S UNDERSTANDABLE, ISN'T IT?
MAYBE.
BUT IF I DIDN'T KNOW HER SO WELL,
I'D THINK SHE'S AFRAID OF HORSES.
OH.
REMEMBER AFTER YOUR MOTORCYCLE WRECK,
I BROUGHT YOUR BIKE BACK TO THE RANCH?
(CHUCKLES) YEAH.
AND YOU MADE ME FIX IT.
YEAH, AND AS I RECALL,
YOU WEREN'T TOO HAPPY ABOUT THAT.
I KNOW.
LOOKING BACK ON IT,
I'D SAY THAT WORKED OUT PRETTY GOOD, WOULDN'T YOU?
HUH...
I HAVE TO DO THE SAME THING FOR AMY.
(SIGHS) ALL RIGHT. THANKS.
NICOLE: HEY, CALEB. GOT A MINUTE?
ACTUALLY, I'M JUST ON MY WAY TO WORK.
SO WHAT IS IT THAT YOU'VE GOT GOING ON NOW?
BUCKING BRONCOS OR WHATEVER IT IS THAT YOU DO?
I'M HELPING AMY OUT UNTIL SHE'S BACK ON HER FEET.
HEY, YOU REMEMBER WHAT YOU WERE SAYING ABOUT RELATIONSHIPS?
YOU KNOW WHAT? THIS MAYBE ISN'T THE RIGHT TIME.
LIKE I SAID, I'VE GOTTA GO TO WORK.
AND WHEN I'M AT WORK,
I PRETTY MUCH ONLY THINK OF WORK,
AND RIGHT NOW I'M BURIED UP TO MY NECK IN WORK.
OKAY, AH... WELL, IF YOU EVER GET A BREAK,
FROM, YOU KNOW, YOUR WORK,
I HAVE A REALLY GREAT BOTTLE OF PINOT NOIR
I'VE BEEN SAVING UP.
THAT'S RED WINE.
I'M MORE OF A BEER DRINKER.
REALLY? A COWBOY WHO DRINKS BEER?
YOU'RE JUST FULL OF SURPRISES.
(TRUCK RUMBLES UP)
TY: HEY, AHMED. THANKS FOR THIS.
IT'S GREAT THAT YOU'RE GIVING THE HORSE ANOTHER SHOT.
AHMED: IS IT?
YOU SEE, AFTER I AGREED TO YOUR REQUEST,
I BEGAN TO HAVE SECOND THOUGHTS.
WHAT IF BY BRINGING THIS HORSE HERE,
I AM PUTTING AMY IN HARM'S WAY ONCE MORE?
WELL, I UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU'RE SAYING,
BUT I CAN ASSURE YOU THAT'S NOT GONNA HAPPEN.
BUT IF IT DID
BECAUSE I LET YOU TALK ME INTO THIS,
I WOULD NOT BE ABLE TO LIVE WITH MYSELF.
AND THAT IS WHY I AM GIVING YOU ONE WEEK
AND NO MORE.
PETER: SO I MADE A FEW CALLS
AND IT TURNS OUT WILD BOARS ARE CLASSIFIED AS PESTS
BY FISH AND WILDLIFE.
SEE, THAT'S WHY MOST FOLKS WOULD JUST AS SOON SHOOT THEM
AND HAVE A BIG OLD BARBECUE.
SERIOUSLY?
WAY TO TURN ME INTO A HARDCORE VEGAN.
WELL, THAT'S WHY I'M GONNA TRAP THEM INSTEAD.
JACK: I DON'T KNOW.
WILD BOARS CAN SPOT A BAITED TRAP A MILE AWAY.
MIGHT BE BEST IF YOU LET ME TAKE CARE OF 'EM.
PETER: NO. NO, YOU KNOW WHAT? I APPRECIATE THE OFFER.
BUT IT'S MY PROBLEM, I'LL TAKE CARE OF IT.
JACK: YOU WANNA LEARN THE HARD WAY, SUIT YOURSELF.
(WHINNIES)
AMY: OH MY GOD. TY: GET BACK!
(HUFFS)
TY: EASY, ZEUS!
(WHINNYING)
HANDLER: EASY, EASY.
(NERVOUS SNORTING)
WHY IS HE DOING THIS, GRANDPA?
HE JUST WANTS TO HELP YOU.
THIS ISN'T THE WAY.
(ZEUS WHINNIES SHRILLY)
(SNORTING NERVOUSLY AND WHINNYING)
(TRUCK RUMBLES OFF)
TY, YOU KNOW I DON'T WANNA SEE THAT HORSE.
COME ON, IT'S JUST A HORSE, AMY.
AMY: IT'S NOT THAT SIMPLE, OKAY?
WHY DID YOU BRING HIM HERE?
TY: YOU HEARD WHAT AHMED SAID.
WHAT CHOICE DID I HAVE?
COME ON, LOOK AT THE GUY. HE'S JUST SCARED, AMY.
(SNORTING NERVOUSLY)
I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU DIDN'T BLAME HIM.
I DON'T.
BUT IT'S TOO SOON, I'M NOT READY.
HOLD UP. HEY...
YOU SAID IT YOURSELF, YOU NEED TO GET BACK TO WORK.
YOU GOT A WEEK.
A WEEK? WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH HIM IN A WEEK?
AMY, IT'S HIS LAST CHANCE.
IF YOU WAIT TOO LONG,
YOU MIGHT NEVER GET OVER YOUR FEAR...
AND ZEUS WILL BE DEAD.
(SNORTS)
OKAY, I'LL TRY.
(TRUCK DOORS SHUT)
PETER: YOU KNOW, EXPERTS ESTIMATE THAT THERE ARE OVER
A THOUSAND FERAL PIGS RIGHT HERE IN ALBERTA.
GEORGIE: WHOA! WE'RE GONNA NEED A BIGGER TRAP!
NICOLE: PETER! PETER...
OH MY GOD, I WAS JUST ABOUT TO CALL YOU!
WHAT IS GOING ON HERE? WHAT HAPPENED?!
YEAH, I KNOW, THERE IS A BIT OF A SITUATION,
BUT I DON'T WANT YOU TO WORRY ABOUT IT, OKAY?
'CAUSE I'M ON TOP OF IT.
I HAVE CHECK-INS THIS WEEKEND!
I MEAN, YOU ARE AWARE OF THAT?
YEAH, YEAH, NO WORRIES.
SERIOUSLY?
I MEAN, YOU THINK WE'RE GONNA BE READY?
WELL, THAT DEPENDS.
DO THE DUDES LIKE WILD BOARS?
WILD BOARS?
OKAY, I'M GONNA ASSUME THAT WE'RE NOT TALKING
ABOUT BACON OR PATE?
PETER: NO, YOU'RE RIGHT, WE ARE TALKING ABOUT WILD BOAR
AND THERE ARE, AT LEAST,
A COUPLE RUNNING LOOSE AROUND HERE RIGHT NOW.
(GASPS) BUT WE'RE COMPLETELY BOOKED THIS WEEKEND!
I MEAN, I HAVE A FAMILY REUNION.
I'VE GOT GUESTS COMING IN FROM ALL OVER NORTH AMERICA!
WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?
YOU SHOULD LEAVE, NOW.
PETER: YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU ACTUALLY SHOULD LEAVE
AND DON'T COME BACK UNTIL I GIVE YOU THE OKAY.
NICOLE: REALLY? PETER: YEAH.
NICOLE: (INCREDULOUS LAUGH)
OKAY... OH, HEY!
DO YOU THINK THIS IS SOMETHING
THAT MAYBE LOU NEEDS TO KNOW ABOUT?
PETER: NO! NO, NO, NO, NO, NO.
NO, HONESTLY, IT'S NO BIG DEAL. I GOT IT.
NICOLE: REALLY? PETER: YEAH.
PETER: OKAY. NICOLE: OKAY.
PETER: ALL RIGHT, YOU WANT TO GIVE ME A HAND WITH THAT ONE?
GEORGIE: YEAH.
(ZEUS PANTS LOUDLY)
(ZEUS SNORTS)
AMY: (EXHALES NERVOUSLY)
(GATE LOCK SCRAPES)
HEY, BOY.
(ZEUS SNORTS SUDDENLY)
(GATE CLANKS)
AMY: (GASPS IN FEAR) TY: YOU OKAY?!
YOU ALL RIGHT?
AMY: (BREATHING HARD) YEAH, I'M FINE.
I'M FINE.
DON'T YOU HAVE TO GET TO CLASS OR SOMETHING?
I CAN WATCH THE LECTURES ONLINE.
NO, TY, GO, IT'S OKAY.
I'D RATHER HAVE SOME ALONE TIME TO FIGURE THIS GUY OUT.
NO, IT DOESN'T FEEL RIGHT.
I DON'T WANT TO LEAVE YOU ALONE HERE.
SHE WON'T BE ALONE.
I'LL BE HERE UNTIL YOU GET BACK.
(SIGHS)
GEORGIE: WHAT'S THAT FOR?
THIS IS A TRIPWIRE.
SO THE WILD BOAR EATS HIS WAY INTO THE TRAP,
STUMBLES OVER THE TRIPWIRE AND...
(METALLIC CLICK)
BINGO! (CHUCKLES)
WELL, IS IT GONNA WORK?
WHAT DO MEAN "IS IT GONNA WORK"?
WHEN DID YOU BECOME SUCH A SKEPTIC?
HERE, YOU READ THIS, TELL ME WHAT IT SAYS.
"TUSKERS CHECK LIST?"
YEAH, "TRAPPING FOR DUMMIES."
OKAY...
"INSTALL THE TRAP IN AN AREA FREQUENTED BY WILD BOARS."
CHECK.
GEORGIE: BAIT THE TRAP WITH YELLOW CORN INSIDE AND OUTSIDE.
DONE.
OKAY, SET THE TRIP LINE SO A WILD BOAR IN THE TRAP
WILL TRIGGER THE GATE.
I'M WORKIN' ON IT RIGHT NOW.
(BOAR SNORTS)
WELL, YOU BETTER WORK FASTER, 'CAUSE HERE THEY COME!
(BOARS SNORT AND SQUEAL, HOOVES THUMP RAPIDLY)
WHAT DO WE DO?!
PETER: UM...
RUN! JUST RUN!
(BOARS SNORT AND SQUEAL)
(BOAR SNORTS AND SQUEALS)
(BOARS SNORT AND SQUEAL)
PETER: (EXHALES NERVOUSLY)
WOO!
(SIGHS LOUDLY)
THAT WAS CLOSE.
(SIGHS) NOW WHAT?
OKAY, THE WAY I FIGURE IT, WE'VE GOT TWO OPTIONS:
ONE, WE WAIT IT OUT.
TWO, WE MAKE A RUN FOR IT.
OR OPTION THREE: CALL JACK.
OH GOD, AND LISTEN TO HIM SAY, "I TOLD YOU SO?"
YOU KNOW WHAT? PERSONALLY, I'D RATHER JUST WAIT IT OUT.
(PHONE RINGS)
OH, GREAT, IT'S LOU.
TALK ABOUT PERFECT TIMING, AGAIN.
WELL, YOU DON'T HAVE TO ANSWER IT.
WHY DON'T YOU JUST... PRETEND YOU'RE BUSY.
NO, HONEY, GROWNUPS ONLY DO THAT
WHEN THEY'VE GOT SOMETHING TO HIDE.
(PHONE BEEPS ON) HEY, LOU!
UH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH!
OH, KATIE'S YOGA WAS-WAS FANTASTIC!
I KNOW.
WHO KNEW THAT LITTLE KID WAS SO FLEXIBLE?
MM-HMM.
YES, GEORGIE IS...
STANDING RIGHT BESIDE ME
AND WE'RE JUST GRABBING A SNACK BEFORE WE GO TO BALLET.
YEAH, FOR SURE, HON. OKAY, I SHOULD GO.
OKAY, I LOVE YOU TOO. BYE. (PHONE BEEPS OFF)
FOR A GROWNUP,
YOU'RE PRETTY GOOD AT PRETENDING.
(CHUCKLES) THANK YOU.
HERE'S THE THING...
THESE PIGS AREN'T GOING ANYWHERE VERY SOON,
AND YOU ACTUALLY REALLY SHOULD BE AT BALLET.
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
EVEN BEING STUCK IN HERE IS WAY BETTER THAN BALLET!
OKAY, BUT I'VE REASSESSED THE SITUATION HERE
AND YOU'RE PROBABLY RIGHT.
I THINK THE RESPONSIBLE THING TO DO IS TO CALL JACK, OKAY?
NO WAY! AND JUST GIVE UP?!
NO, NOT AN OPTION! WE CAN JUST WAIT IT OUT.
(BOARS SNORT AND SLURP)
(SIGHS HEAVILY)
(BOAR SNORTS)
(ZEUS WHINNIES)
(HOOVES CLOP)
CALEB: WHOA, WHOA.
COME ON, COME ON! MMM-HMM.
HEY, CALEB,
THANKS FOR BRINGING HIM IN FOR ME.
I REALLY APPRECIATE IT.
CALEB: YEAH, NO PROBLEM.
AND THIS GUY - HEY, HEY, HEY! - SURE COULD USE SOME MANNERS.
AMY: AND I GUESS I'M NOT THE ONE WHO'S GONNA TEACH HIM, AM I?
I CAN'T EVEN GET CLOSE TO HIM.
CUT YOURSELF SOME SLACK. HE JUST GOT HERE.
(SIGHS)
COME ON, AMY, IT'S ONLY NATURAL YOU'D BE AFRAID OF THIS HORSE.
I'M NOT JUST AFRAID OF HIM, CALEB.
IT'S WORSE THAN THAT.
I GET IT. ZEUS ALMOST KILLED YOU.
AMY: IT WASN'T HIS FAULT! HE DIDN'T MEAN TO HURT ME.
IT'S JUST EVERY TIME I LOOK AT HIM
I... CAN'T EVEN BREATHE.
I KNOW. BELIEVE ME, I DO.
YOU DO?
MMM-HMM. (SIGHS)
REMEMBER MY WRECK AT GREAT FALLS RODEO?
YEAH.
WELL, YOUR OLD MAN GAVE ME A PIECE OF ADVICE
THAT APPLIES PRETTY WELL TO THIS SITUATION.
BASICALLY, IT'S COWBOY UP OR GO SIT IN THE TRUCK.
HOW AM I GONNA TRUST HIM AGAIN, CALEB?
(CHUCKLES) WELL, FOR STARTERS,
YOU GOTTA STOP OVER-THINKIN' THINGS.
I MEAN, YOU'VE HAD WAY WORSE HORSES COME THROUGH HERE.
(ZEUS SNORTS LOUDLY)
AMY: CALEB.
CALEB, HE'S WATCHING ME.
(DISTORTED SNORTS)
HE'S STARING RIGHT AT ME.
CALEB: WHY DON'T YOU BRUSH HIM,
OR, ACTUALLY, WHY DON'T YOU GIVE HIM A TREAT?
NOTHING MAJOR, JUST REGULAR OLD HORSE STUFF.
(ZEUS SNUFFLES)
OKAY.
HEY, HERE YOU GO.
(CLICKS HER TEETH)
(ZEUS SNORTS)
YOU WANT THIS?
HERE, BOY.
(ECHOING WHINNY, THUNDERING KICK)
CALEB: WHOA! WHOA!
AMY, YOU ALL RIGHT? HEY? YEAH?
AMY: YEAH. CALEB: YEAH?
AMY: I'M FINE, CALEB. I'M FINE.
CALEB: OKAY.
(SNORTS)
JACK: SLEEP TIGHT, SWEETHEART.
(PHONE RINGS)
(PHONE BEEPS ON)
JACK: HELLO?
LOU, I JUST PUT YOUR DAUGHTER DOWN FOR A NAP.
HOW'S THE ROAD TO FAME AND FORTUNE?
GREAT, THAT'S GREAT! SO WHAT CITY-
UH, GEORGIE? UH, SHE'S OUT WITH PETER.
YEAH, I GUESS THEY COULD STILL BE AT BALLET.
THAT I DON'T KNOW. SOMETHIN' PROBABLY CAME UP.
IT'S... UH, AMY?
OH, AMY'S FINE, LOU.
(DOOR OPENS) LOU, SHE'S JUST FINE. FINE.
LOU, LISTEN TO ME, YOU'RE WORRYIN' FOR NOTHIN'.
OKAY, THEN, YOU RUN. THANKS FOR THE-
(PHONE BEEPS OFF) CALL.
(CHUCKLES) UH, THAT WAS LOU.
APPARENTLY THE BOOK TOUR'S GOIN' REAL GOOD.
YOU OKAY?
YEAH, I'M FINE.
YOU SURE?
YEAH.
WELL, DO ME A FAVOUR?
SIT WITH KATIE FOR A WHILE?
(LOUD GAME MUSIC PLAYS ON CELL PHONE)
(SNAPS FINGERS, SIGHS HEAVILY)
I CAN'T, I CAN'T TAKE IN ANYMORE.
YOU HAVE TO STOP.
NO, I'M ALMOST DONE THIS LEVEL!
NO, FORGET IT! IT'S MY PHONE! HERE!
(GAME MUSIC STOPS, ANNOYED SIGH)
SAYS THE GROWNUP.
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT. THOSE PIGS ARE STILL OUT THERE.
(SIGHS IN FRUSTRATION)
(BOARS SNORT)
(TRUCK RUMBLES UP)
OH NO! JACK'S HERE!
SO MUCH FOR WAITING IT OUT.
(SNORTING)
(TRUCK RUMBLES LOUDLY)
(TRUCK SHUTS OFF)
(BOARS SNORT)
(DOOR OPENS)
WHAT'S HE DOING?
(DRAMATIC UPBEAT MUSIC)
OH NO! HE'S GOING TO SHOOT THEM!
GEORGIE: JACK, DON'T SHOOT! PETER: STOP! STOP! STOP!
(RIFLE BOOMS, METAL CLANKS)
NOT BAD.
(BOARS SNORT)
(RIFLE COCKS, SHELL CASING CLINKS)
GEORGIE: WHAT HAPPENED?
PETER: JACK JUST SHOT THE TRIPWIRE.
ON THE FIRST TRY - NOT TOO SHABBY.
GEORGIE: JACK!
PETER: HEY, THANKS FOR BAILING US OUT THERE, I...
JACK: WELL, I EXPECTED YOU HOME HOURS AGO.
I FIGURED YOU WERE IN TROUBLE.
WELL, PETER EXPECTED YOU TO SAY, "I TOLD YOU SO."
JACK: NOW WHY WOULD I SAY THAT?
HE DID A FINE JOB HERE.
IT'S NOT EASY TRAPPIN' WILD BOAR.
YEAH, IF I JUST HAD A LITTLE MORE TIME
WITH THAT TRIPWIRE. I JUST-
(CHUCKLES) DETAILS.
SO, WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO WITH THEM NOW?
PETER: WELL, THAT'S UP TO FISH AND WILDLIFE TO DECIDE.
TALK ABOUT A WASTE OF A GOOD BARBECUE.
(BOARS SNORT)
(WIND RIPPLES)
(WIND CHIMES TINKLE)
(GATE CLANKS OPEN)
(HORSE SNORTS)
(WIND CHIMES TINKLE AND SHIMMER)
(HORSE SNORTS)
TY: (WHISPERS) AMY.
TY: AMY. AMY: (MOANS HAPPILY)
HEY.
GOOD MORNING.
HOW'D YOU SLEEP?
REALLY WELL.
YEAH? YEAH.
(CHUCKLES)
I THINK TODAY'S THE DAY.
OKAY.
AMY: LOOK AT HIM.
IT'S LIKE YOU SAID, HE'S JUST A HORSE.
HE'S NOT MEAN, HE'S NOT BAD, HE'S JUST A HORSE.
ARE YOU SURE YOU'RE READY TO DO THIS?
I THINK SO.
I'M GONNA NEED YOUR HELP.
I'LL BE RIGHT HERE.
(SIGHS HEAVILY)
(GATE CLANKS)
TY: LET ME GET THE GATE FOR YOU.
(SIGHS) THANKS.
AMY: HEY, BOY.
IT'S OKAY. (ZEUS WHINNIES SHRILLY)
(ZEUS SNORTS ANXIOUSLY)
(ZEU SNORTS AGGRESSIVELY, HOOVES THUNDER)
AMY: (BREATHES HARD) WHOA!
WHOA, BOY!
(GASPS)
(HAPPY EXHALE)
THAT'S A GOOD BOY.
(RELIEVED SIGH)
(CAR HORN HONKS)
(JEEP RUMBLES UP AND STOPS)
MORNIN', NICOLE.
NICOLE: MORNING. JACK: HOW YOU DOIN'?
JUST FINE, JACK.
AH, I WAS ON MY WAY TO THE DUDE RANCH
TO DO SOME EMERGENCY GARDENING
AND HOPEFULLY CHECK-IN SOME GUESTS,
THAT IS IF THE COAST IS CLEAR.
SO FAR, SO GOOD. GOTTA SAY,
IT WAS QUITE A DEAL GETTIN' RID OF THOSE TUSKERS.
THEY'RE STUPID AND STUBBORN.
(LAUGHS)
SPEAKING OF PIG-HEADED... IS CALEB HERE?
(CHUCKLES) THAT'S GOOD.
HE'S IN THE BARN. I'LL GET HIM.
NO, NO, IT'S, UH, IT'S NOT NECESSARY
WOULD YOU MIND GIVING HIM THIS, THOUGH?
YEAH, SURE, I'LL SEE THAT HE GETS IT.
THANK YOU.
YOU GIVE ME A CALL IF THERE'S A PROBLEM OVER THERE.
I WILL.
(JEEP STARTS UP AND RUMBLES AWAY)
WHAT DID SHE WANT?
WHAT'S THIS?
PINOT NOIR. AH.
I WOULD HAVE TAKEN YOU MORE
FOR A BEER DRINKIN' MAN, MYSELF.
WELL, TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH, JACK, YOU'RE RIGHT.
FIGURE YOU COULD PROBABLY MAKE BETTER USE OF THAT
THAN ME.
YOU KNOW, I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON
BETWEEN YOU AND NICOLE, IT'S NONE OF MY BUSINESS,
BUT I SURE WAS SORRY TO HEAR ABOUT
WHAT HAPPENED WITH ASHLEY.
YEAH, YEAH, I WAS REAL SORRY TOO.
PETER: GEORGIE, CAN YOU DO ME A FAVOUR AND KEEP AN EYE ON KATIE
WHILE I TALK TO MY BOSS ABOUT THAT REPORT?
WELL, IS IT FINISHED YET?
NO, THAT'S WHY I GOTTA GO ASK FOR AN EXTENSION.
WHAT IF HE DOESN'T GIVE IT TO YOU?
WHAT IF HE FIRES YOU INSTEAD?
(CHUCKLES)
UH, WELL, IF THAT HAPPENS THEN WE BETTER HOPE
THAT LOU'S BOOK SELLS A MILLION COPIES.
YOU KNOW, THE NEXT TIME LOU CALLS,
YOU DON'T HAVE TO PRETEND. YOU SHOULD JUST TELL THE TRUTH.
RIGHT.
SO I SHOULD TELL HER THAT I THREW AWAY HER TO-DO LIST
BECAUSE I COULDN'T POSSIBLY DO EVERYTHING THAT SHE DOES?
LOU NEVER COULD HAVE FOUGHT OFF AN INVASION OF WILD BOARS,
NOT LIKE YOU AND ME.
SO WHAT YOU'RE SAYING IS, IF SHE CALLS BACK,
THAT I SHOULD JUST KEEP TELLING HER
WHAT I'VE BEEN TELLING HER?
YEAH, BECAUSE EVERYTHING REALLY IS FINE.
GOOD.
(BIRDS CHIRP)
(GATE CLANKS)
(NERVOUS SIGH)
(ZEUS SNORTS)
HEY, BOY. (WHISTLES)
COME HERE! (ZEUS SNORTS)
(RELIEVED SIGH)
WHOA. SETTLE, ZEUS. HANG ON, HANG ON.
I CANNOT BELIEVE WHAT I'M SEEING.
I KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN.
GOOD BOY. (ZEUS SNORTS)
(GATE CLANKS)
AHMED, SAY HELLO TO YOUR HORSE.
AHMED: HELLO, MY FRIEND.
(GASPS)
I'M IMPRESSED, BUT NOT SURPRISED.
YOU REALLY CAN WORK MIRACLES.
NO, THERE WAS NEVER ANYTHING WRONG WITH HIM.
HE WASN'T CURSED. HE'S JUST A STALLION,
AND THAT NIGHT IN THE BARN,
HE HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO FIGHT FOR HIS LIFE.
THERE'S NO WAY HE SHOULD HAVE TO DIE BECAUSE OF THAT.
IT WAS JUST AN ACCIDENT.
HE DIDN'T MEAN TO HURT ME.
AFTER ALL YOU'VE BEEN THROUGH AND YOU DON'T BLAME THE HORSE?
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY.
DO I HAVE YOUR PERMISSION TO GIVE YOUR GIRLFRIEND A HUG?
PERMISSION? I THINK THAT'D BE ALL RIGHT.
(LAUGHS)
(CHUCKLES)
THANK YOU, AMY. THANK YOU FOR THIS.
AND THANK YOU
FOR GIVING BOTH ZEUS AND I ANOTHER CHANCE.
YOU KNOW THAT WHEN YOU'RE READY,
YOU CAN ALWAYS COME BACK AND WORK FOR ME.
WHEN I'M READY, I'LL DEFINITELY THINK ABOUT IT.
I WOULD BE HONOURED.
YOU KNOW, I THINK AHMED REALLY CARES ABOUT YOU.
(LAUGHS) IT'S WEIRD.
I BET YOU NEVER THOUGHT I'D END UP
BEING FRIENDS WITH A PRINCE?
TY: (CHUCKLES) YOU GOT THAT RIGHT.
AMY: (LAUGHS)
HEY, TY, THANK YOU.
FOR BEING BY MY SIDE THROUGH ALL OF THIS.
I'D BE WITH YOU NO MATTER WHAT,
EVEN IF YOU WANTED TO QUIT.
AND THAT'S WHY I LOVE YOU,
BECAUSE YOU WOULDN'T LET ME.
BOTH: (LAUGH)
AM. YES?
DO I HAVE PERMISSION TO KISS YOU?
(LAUGHING)
PERMISSION GRANTED.
♪♪
(HAY RUSTLES)
(HORSE SNORTS)
(SOUND DISTORTS AND THUNDERS)
AMY: (GASPS IN TERROR)