[horses whinnying]
[horse nickers]
♪ I'm gonna ride ♪
♪ I'm riding free ♪
♪ So come along, let's go along ♪
♪ Come on a journey with me ♪
♪ I'm gonna ride ♪
♪ I'm riding free ♪
♪ As long as I am here with you ♪
♪ I feel the spirit within me ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
[Abigail] I'm so glad to be back.
I can't wait to ride through the waterfalls.
[Spirit neighs]
-Hey, boy. How was your herd? -[Spirit nickers]
-Bet you were glad to see them, huh? -[Spirit nickers]
Bet they were glad to see you, too, Mystery.
-OK, what's next? -I say we go to Winthrop's for ice cream.
[Pru] He has a new flavor: guava.
Whatever that is, sounds delicious.
Aunt Cora said Althea hired a piano player for the inn lobby.
We got to hear them play! And also--
Wait! Slow down!
Guava, inn, piano, extravaganza...
We don't need to write everything down, do we, Abigail?
I'm not going to abandon our perfect PALs summer list.
Besides, this way, we won't miss anything, and we're sure to have fun. Oh!
"Have fun."
Let's also add the ramada to the list.
My dad got in a new crop of horses he's gonna sell in a couple months.
We can help him get them ready.
So, have you talked to your parents about that yet?
Talked to my parents about what?
Pru...
You know, the whole thing about you wanting to be a dressage champion
instead of helping at the ramada?
How you're worried your dad will say,
[as Al] "Pru, have you lost your ever-loving mind?"
You sound just like him.
I don't know what to say to my parents.
I practiced out loud in front of Chica Linda, a mirror, and a tree.
Chica Linda just whinnied and the tree gave no feedback.
Hmm. Maybe you should write them a letter.
That way, you can say exactly what you want, in the way you want.
Or you write the letter, and I'll put it to song.
That always gets my messages across.
♪ Dear Mom and Dad ♪
♪ It's me, your daughter, Pru ♪
Boo!
[Snips laughs]
Snips, what are you doing in there?
-What of it? I was looking for Abigail. -You were looking for me in the fountain?
Well, I found you, didn't I?
He does have a point.
[sighs] What do you want?
I heard when you were at that beach school studying to be an animal doctor,
you saw bones and other gross things.
Tell me about it!
Or, even better, you can practice your weird animal medicine on me.
Snips, that's not how it works.
Just think about it. I'll go break something real quick so you can fix it.
Let's check item number one off the list.
I didn't know "avoid Snips" was on the list.
[chuckles] I meant, go for a ride.
-Hyah! Hyah! -[Abigail] Hyah!
Maybe we should decide where to ride to.
[PALs laugh]
[Lucky] Chugga-chugga-chugga-choo-choo!
Chugga-chugga-chugga-chugga-choo-choo!
The JP and Sons train is pulling into Polly station!
Open wide! [imitates train horn]
[Polly giggles]
[door opens]
[Polly babbles]
[chuckles] Looks like I got home just in time.
Wow. Are we redecorating? I like the avocado green.
Dad? What are you doing home already?
Believe it or not, I took a few days off to spend time with my favorite girls.
[sighs] Come on, Polly, bath... for the third time today.
-How are you doing, sweet pea? -Good. More pea than sweet at the moment.
-I'm glad you're taking a break from work. -Me, too.
[Jim sighs]
Things have been busy since Grandpa passed.
Oh! Do you know where the box of his things are?
I want to go through it, write some stuff down in my memory book.
[piano playing]
[piano playing stops]
[PALs gasp]
Oh, now, girls, please be careful. Some of these mementos are delicate.
Yes, like this extremely delicate yo-yo. [chuckles] You worry too much, Cora.
Ooh. [chuckles]
[Lucky] Grandpa's childhood home in Rosemead Valley.
I still can't believe Grandpa left this to me.
Remember the summers we'd spend there, Jim?
I'd help Mom tend to the greenhouse.
Your father spent most of the time hiding
and popping out of every nook and cranny to scare me. [chuckles]
[chuckles] A lot of good hiding places on that ranch.
The summer strawberries are probably ready to harvest now.
[sighs] My favorite was to grab a book from the library
and just sit under the gazebo.
Remember that big fountain out front?
Which was not for swimming, or so you were told.
At least once a day. [laughs]
-That sounds fun. -Sure does.
I know what to add to our summer list.
Let's go to Rosemead Valley and stay at Grandpa's manor for the weekend!
Yeah, I want to see those stables. I wonder how they're set up.
-By breed or size? -And I want to eat those strawberries!
[PALs laugh]
"And that's why I can't ramada, but have to dressage,
because I like it very much."
No good?
It just doesn't sound like you.
Yeah. Usually you're a little more full sentence-y.
[groans] I give up.
We're almost there, PALs.
Visiting the manor might be one of our best ideas yet.
The house sounds so neat. Maybe we can go there every weekend.
Here's the best part. Look that way.
That's the Rosemead Valley Racetrack!
Oh, I didn't know we were so close to it.
Eleanor told me she raced in their Elite Junior Cup last summer.
Ooh, fancy!
We'll get to go watch professional races whenever we want!
Wow.
How long has it been, Cora?
Oh, last time I was here,
it was the summer before I went to Miss Gail's finishing school.
Here, Lucky. You open it.
[lock turning]
-Are you as excited as I am, Spirit? -[Spirit neighs]
[gates creak]
Yee! I guess there hasn't been a gardener here in a while.
Don't worry, I love yard work. It relaxes me.
[birds cawing]
My goodness.
I guess I'm going to be very relaxed.
It just needs a fresh coat of paint.
[scoffs] It needs a fresh coat of everything.
[gasps] Oh, Jim.
Look, the gazebo.
We shouldn't even go near the greenhouse. There's broken glass everywhere.
Huh. The weather must have damaged this place.
[bird caws]
This doesn't look like weather damage.
Unless getting old counts as weather damage.
Watch your step!
I don't think your grandfather wanted to give you tetanus as well.
[Lucky] I'm sure the inside is much better.
[house creaking]
It's not better inside.
-[Pru] Hmm. -[Aunt Cora sighs]
-[squeaking in distance] -[Pru] Hmm?
There's the library.
Or, I think it used to be a library.
It's so...
uh, interesting.
[door squeaks]
[animal squeaks]
Whoever you are, little animal, you have very good taste in bedrooms.
[thud]
-Aw! A little fox! -[fox whimpers]
Oh, don't be scared. I just want to look at your leg.
[clattering in distance]
[gasps] Hey, wait!
[Pru] Oh, no!
Polly grabbed a curtain and everything came crashing down.
Strong little hands.
I think we should take this as a sign and get out of here.
But what about the other rooms? We haven't seen everything.
-We've seen enough. -[gasps] But--
We'll figure out what to do about the house when we get back.
Right. We will figure it all out.
-[Pru] Lucky? -[knocking on door]
-You weren't at the barn. -Where do you want to ride to?
I was thinking Cooper's Cave, but Pru isn't convinced.
I vote for Windward Falls. I could use a swim.
I've figured it all out!
-Cooper's Cave? -Windward Falls?
[Lucky] No. Rosemead Valley.
What's all this?
My dad said we should do something with the house, right?
I know what it should be.
We're going to fix it up ourselves.
Ooh! A do-it-yourself fixer-upper!
It will be perfect.
Everyone can enjoy it every weekend for the summer, for every summer,
just like Dad and Aunt Cora used to.
You really think we can restore a house?
They don't call me Fix-it-up Abigail for nothing!
[chuckles] No one calls you Fix-it-up Abigail.
Someone does. Me! Didn't you just hear me?
We can do anything! All we need is some money.
[gasps] We could get jobs!
Where are we gonna get jobs? Winthrop said he'd never hire us again.
Althea doesn't need help, and no way am I working for Grayson.
-Well, you can work at the ramada. -Yeah. You already know the boss.
Who I'm trying to avoid,
until I write a letter that perfectly expresses my feelings about dressage.
Spending time together will help you find the moment to tell your dad how you feel.
[Pru scoffs]
Fine.
But only because my best letter starts with, "Dear Mom and Dad,
I don't know how to tell you this--"
-I can't wait to hear what happens next. -That's all I have.
Because I don't know how to tell them!
But I did find some pretty scented blue stationery to write it on.
That could soften the blow.
I can work as a vet assistant to Pru's mom.
What about you, Lucky?
You gonna work for your dad at JP and Sons?
I have a better idea.
Wow. It's bigger and better than I imagined!
[Spirit nickers]
Who knows, Spirit? Maybe we'll be champions here one day.
[Spirit neighs]
We definitely have to win a race here someday.
-[Spirit neighs] -Are you lost?
I'm Lucky, and this is Spirit.
Ramona.
[Spirit nickers]
[gasps] Oh, my gosh! You're a professional racer, aren't you?
[laughs] Something like that.
-[horse nickers] -Your horse is beautiful.
Well, that's Chocolate. But she's not my horse.
That's her owner, Mr. Krumholt.
Racers don't own the horses, we just ride them.
Oh. I-I don't really own Spirit, either.
-We're just best friends. -[Spirit nickers]
So, you two here for the Junior Cup meeting?
Junior Cup... Wow!
I wish. Maybe someday.
You and your horse look like you love riding
with the wind blowing through your hair.
-[Spirit nickers] -[Lucky chuckles]
Spirit and I have raced at Palomino Bluffs.
I heard that riding academy has a solid racing team.
We do! But right now, I'm here to look for a job.
I don't know much about jobs, but Lou there can help you out.
He's the track owner.
Hey, Lou!
Ramona, it's on the schedule.
Today you're running the third and fifth races only.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
This is Lucky. She's looking for a job.
Now, this one looks more like a racehorse than a workhorse.
[Spirit neighs]
Listen, Mr. Lou, I can scrub stables, chalk lines, groom horses,
clean water troughs, fill feedbags, stack hay bales.
[exhales] Whatever you need.
[Spirit nickers]
Sounds good, kid. You're hired.
-[gasps] We did it, Spirit! [laughs] -[Spirit neighs]
[Al] Take those over there, and move them inside the barn.
We need to get that fixed by the end of the day.
-Rusty, have we loaded up the feed? -[Chica Linda nickers]
Hey! Come by to see your dad working?
Looks like you're the only one not working.
[chuckles] All right, now.
Have I told you how nice it is to have you home for summer?
[chuckles] Only every day.
So, how would you like to have me around working as a real, paid employee?
I could use an extra hand, what with the new herd.
But you'll work just like every other employee.
No exceptions just because you're the boss's baby girl.
-I'll work as hard as the others. -[Chica Linda neighs]
Then let's get you two to work. Rusty! Pablo! You fix up the ramada.
Pru will take over the hay.
[Pru grunts]
[pig grunts]
[chuckles] I've never seen a person make animals so calm before.
What's your secret?
Soft pets, smiling, and inspirational wisdom.
"A blade of grass is just grass, but not to an ant."
[pig grunts]
Mrs. Granger, what do you do
when an animal is hurt but too scared to let you help them?
Domesticated or wild?
The cutest little fox anyone has ever seen.
Well, wild animals are hard to predict, and you can't help all of them.
Best to stay calm, earn their trust, and take it slow.
A scared animal is a dangerous one.
Hmm. This little guy's eardrum looks a little swollen.
You think it's acute otitis?
Yep, there's fluid.
Nice diagnosis, Abigail.
Now, if I could only help that fox--
Hey! What do you think is wrong with this little lady?
Maybe a sore throat? Or a broken pinky?
Well, bring her here, and let's take a look.
[fanfare playing]
Good job, Calvin!
-[sighs] Perfect! -[male racer] Whatever you say, Lou.
You clean the tack? Run new water? Replace the buzzer knob?
Yes, yep, and yeah. All done.
And the lines, too.
Nice going, you two.
-Hey. -Good job, Lucky. Looking good.
Thanks!
You hear that, boy? Professional racers think we're great!
[Spirit neighs]
[sighs] I'm beat. How about a drink?
[Spirit neighs]
[Spirit nickers]
Hey, Lucky!
Tyler, hi! Ready for practice?
You know it! I'll be here every day until the race.
-The competition is tough this year. -It's the Junior Cup.
I'm sure the competition is always tough.
We have racers coming from all over trying to get that prize money.
Well, I hope you win it.
Thanks, Lucky. Me, too.
[horse nickers]
Wait! Where are you going?
Spirit's thirsty, and there's buckets of water over there.
Sorry, Lucky. You can't go in there.
That's the saddle pit, a holding area for racers.
It's highly restricted.
No one's allowed in if they're not racing. Not even Lou.
Oh. I-I didn't know.
It's OK, you've only been here two days. You're learning.
[sighs] Thanks, Tyler.
The saddle pit. Someday, right, Spirit?
[Spirit whinnies]
Hey, little fox.
Here's some num-num for you.
[sighs]
I'm gonna turn around and pretend I can't see.
[animal squeaking]
No, no, no!
How many times have I told you, Mr. Squeaks?
You can't come in here while I'm trying to help Foxy.
I don't want you to accidentally get caught.
[Mr. Squeaks squeaks]
[Boomerang sniffs]
[Boomerang nickers]
[fox whimpers]
[Boomerang nickers]
[fox whimpers]
-[Abigail gasps] -[fox whimpers]
-That's one slippery little fox. -[Boomerang nickers]
Thanks, Rusty. Once this post is in, it will be perfect.
[sighs] You've been doing a first-class job, Pru.
I'll say she has. [chuckles]
What's all this?
[Pablo] It's an agility course for the foals.
Oh. Good idea, Pablo.
[chuckles] It's all Pru's idea.
If they train on this, they won't have so much trouble keeping up with the herd,
and they would be broken faster.
[Al] Hmm.
Interesting.
Maybe that's OK.
This might work.
You got yourself a smart cookie, Mr. Granger.
Looks like I do. Good thinking, Pru.
Thanks, Dad.
[Al] Hmm.
Didn't you also suggest to have more flexibility
in the foals' activity schedule?
I learned that one from Abigail.
[chuckles] All I know is, you're practically running the ramada.
That school is really teaching you something good. [chuckles]
Yeah.
Well, I better get back to it. [chuckles sheepishly]
[Pru sighs]
Wait, Dad.
Hmm.
[chuckles] I, uh...
Uh... Uh...
Never mind. [chuckles] I got to brush the horses.
[sighs]
[gasps]
I know, girl. I got to find a way to tell him.
[Lucky sighs]
I'm so tired.
One of the horses, Ginger, laid in the water trough,
and then in her oat bucket, and then in the water again.
Oh, no!
Do you know how hard it is to get oats out of horse hair?
Still, though, it must be fun working at Rosemead Valley Racetrack.
[grunts] I love it!
Lou even let me and Spirit run drills with some of the racers today.
Well, after I lost that little fox,
who I'm starting to get worried about, by the way,
I tried to wash all the windows of the manor.
Boomerang helped, but horse licks aren't really the same.
[Boomerang neighs]
I know, it's the thought that counts.
How about you, Pru? How's it going with your dad?
We drove the new horses out to pasture today.
A yearling broke away,
ran a mile before Chica Linda and I caught up with him.
[chuckles] He didn't know we looped around and cut him off at the pass.
Brought him back worn out and ready to graze.
It sounds like you're having a good time.
Maybe you can put that in your letter to your dad.
[sighs] Yeah, you know, it's work.
[horses nicker]
I know we haven't seen each other much, PALs,
but I promise, when we're done fixing that manor, it will all be worth it.
-Yeah. -Yeah.
Between all our wages, we've almost reached our goal.
I'm thinking tile flooring.
Nothing too fancy, but respectable.
Maybe some crown molding around the door frames.
I'm open to ideas. [gasps]
Uh-oh!
Oh, no!
The roof!
-[Pru] Go! Go! -[fox whimpers]
[Abigail gasps]
Wait! Abigail, we have to go!
Get back here!
[Pru gasps]
[Abigail grunts]
Sorry, little guy. No time for taking it slow.
[Pru] Watch out!
[Lucky] Hurry!
-[Abigail gasps] -[Pru] Come on!
[rumbling]
-[Lucky grunts] -Faster!
[clattering]
[Abigail whimpers]
[Sprit nickers]
[Jim] Lucky! Pru! Abigail!
Are you girls all right?
We're fine, Dad. We made it out.
But don't worry, once we fix this place up, we'll be good--
Fix it up? That's what you've been doing in there?
We've actually been doing a pretty good job. I mean, considering...
It's too dangerous for you to go back in there.
Your father's right, Lucky. You three could have been seriously hurt.
We can take care of ourselves.
The house just needs some love.
-It's not dangerous! -[house creaking]
[clattering]
OK, I know it looks bad, but it will be fine.
Your Aunt Cora and I will talk and decide what to do with the house.
Let's get out of here before the place implodes.
Don't worry, little fella. You'll be OK.