Spirit Riding Free (2017) s03e01 Episode Script
Lucky and the Long Way Home
1 [whinnies.]
[horse chuffs.]
[theme music playing.]
I'm gonna ride I'm riding free So come along, let's go along Come on this 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, eh, eh - Yeah, eh, eh, eh - Yeah, eh, eh - Yeah, eh, eh, eh Yeah, eh, eh Yeah, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh [horses neighing.]
[chattering.]
We're starting.
Get those paddles ready.
We got some fine horses today, yes, sirree.
[Spirit neighing.]
[man gasps.]
What'd I tell ya, Hester? -Whoa, he's a beaut! Can I see him run? -Sure.
-[neighing loudly.]
-Whoa! Forget it.
He's wild.
Maybe too wild for Miss McDonnell.
Oh, I don't know about that.
I'll be seeing you later, fella.
[Spirit continues neighing.]
[neighing loudly.]
[train horn blowing.]
Why is this taking so long? What if the auction started already? What if we miss bidding on Spirit? It won't start for half an hour.
Try not to worry.
I just can't imagine my life without Spirit.
Lucky, I will outbid everyone at the auction.
I promise you, I'll do whatever it takes to get him back, okay? -[brakes screeching.]
-[gasps.]
Whoa! Oh, no, Dad.
Why are we stopping? I'm not sure.
I'll go find out.
[Jim.]
What's the holdup? [conductor.]
I think it's the reach rod.
I want you to get this train moving, no excuses.
Yes, sir.
[door closes.]
-What is it? What's happening? -Engine trouble.
They're waiting for a team to bring out a new reach rod.
We can't wait.
It'll be too late! Then we're not gonna wait, are we? Can you run in those boots? [both grunt.]
All right, folks, here we go.
I hereby open Cannon City's Bi-Annual Equine Auction.
-First up, this beautiful red Sunday hoss! -[crowd oohs.]
Who will give me $100? $100 bid.
125? Who will give me 150? 150 for this beautiful red Sunday? Going to 175.
Going to two -Your turn's coming up, buddy.
-[neighs.]
Whoa! Jumbo, I need help! [Jumbo.]
Hey, now.
[Jumbo.]
Easy, boy.
-[neighing loudly.]
-[men grunt.]
[Spirit struggling.]
[grunts.]
Settle down there, boy.
[Jumbo.]
Take it easy.
Whoa, now.
Whoa, now.
Take it easy.
Whoa now! Whoa! -[grunts.]
-Whoa, now.
This'll settle him down.
[Spirit chuffs.]
All right.
Come on, now.
And what do we have here? I've heard of a headless horseman, but not a headless horse! -[laughs.]
-[neighing loudly.]
[crowd gasps.]
My, now, that is a fine stallion.
Bidding opens at 200! [crowd clamoring.]
Miss McDonnell, look.
That's the one I told you about.
Good eye, Hester.
Three hundred! Three.
Three.
Now 350.
Wow, 400! 425.
-Who will give me seven? -[brays.]
Seven.
And going seven.
And eight? Do I hear eight? 850? Giving 850.
Going to 850 over here.
850 and nine? [panting.]
The auction's started! [grunts.]
Spirit! Dad, there he is! 900! 900! Do I hear nine? 925? 950? -[gasps.]
Spirit! -[auctioneer.]
975? [Lucky.]
Spirit! [neighs.]
You can't bid on yourself, boy.
Even he wants to buy him.
[gasps.]
[grunts.]
-[grunts.]
-Hey! 1,000! $1,000! Do I hear nine? 925? 950? 950 over here.
$1,000.
$1,000! Do I hear 1,050? [Jim grunting.]
[auctioneer.]
That's a no.
Sir with the mustache? Going [stammers.]
1,000-- -1,050! -Going! -1,050! -Gone! No! -Get the fine lady's horse.
-[cheering and applauding.]
[neighs.]
[neighs loudly.]
-[crowd screaming.]
-[neighing continuing.]
-[Jumbo.]
Whoa! -Spirit! -[Jumbo.]
Whoa, boy, whoa.
-Spirit! -No, he's my horse! Spirit! -[neighs.]
Spirit, I'm here! [men grunting.]
Spirit! [Spirit neighs.]
[man.]
Inside, come on.
[Lucky.]
Wait! He's my horse! Stop! No! Spirit! Help! Someone help me! -Open this door now! -[Jim.]
Lucky! Spirit! This isn't over, Lucky.
[breathing heavily.]
But I was bidding on him when you closed the sale.
Just reopen it, and I guarantee I'll beat any bid.
I'd love to take your money, sir, but the bidding is closed.
Those are the rules.
Well, then tell us who the buyer is so I can go talk to them.
-'Fraid that's confidential.
-But you've got to let us buy him back.
Just open the doors! When you see us together, you'll know he's my horse.
How old are you, sweetie? Twelve.
Well, dang it if I don't have a daughter who's 13.
Now, I'm not supposed to do this, but I'll tell you what.
Next horse up? Pretty Morgan filly.
Powerful, too.
She's the real prize of the day.
[chuffs.]
I don't want her! I want Spirit! There's got to be some way.
Look, what's done is done.
Sorry.
You seem like good people.
I wish I could help.
And we're back with this little filly from from Sawtooth City! Her bid starts at 300.
Do I hear 350? 350? 350 going and four? Do I hear 450? [Spirit neighing.]
[Hester.]
It's okay, boy.
[neighs.]
[Hester.]
Whoa.
[neighs.]
Well, Hester, I've seen wild, and I've seen crazy, but I have never seen anything like this.
-[Spirit neighs.]
-[gasps.]
Whoa.
[Spirit chuffs.]
[Hester scoffs.]
I'll say.
I don't know if he's trying to break the fence or me.
He's gotta get it out of his system.
-He'll settle down during the night.
-[Spirit banging.]
[neighing.]
Ow.
Ow.
Ow.
Boomerang, knock it off.
He's just trying to cheer you up.
I appreciate it, Boomerang, but not today.
[Boomerang chuffs.]
Ow.
If you're gonna drop the apple, do it on me instead.
Ow! But better me than you.
[chuckles.]
Ow! I have an idea.
Let's go for ice cream.
Abigail's treat.
I have a better idea.
Let's go for ice cream.
Pru's treat.
Sorry, I-- [sighs.]
I've lost my appetite.
But have fun.
Lucky! Lucky! Whoa.
-Where are you going? -To see the State Marshal.
His men know every horse in the county.
I'll ask them to keep an eye out for Spirit, then I'll go get him.
-Do you think that'll work? -I know it will.
We'll find him, Lucky, I promise.
Oh! You've gotta get Spirit back.
We can't take this kind of tension! I'll be home late, so stay close and keep your aunt out of trouble.
Thanks, Dad.
-[Sagebrush neighs.]
-Hyah! So who's buying me ice cream? -Abigail.
-Pru.
[laughing.]
I know your dad's gonna come back with good news.
We should start working on a "welcome home" banner for Spirit.
I'll even break out my special glitter.
I made a pretty penny off of that mouthy brat's horse.
Enough to buy this saloon and all the people in it! [laughs.]
Grayson's talking about Spirit! -How do you know? -'Cause I'm the mouthy brat! Old widow McDonnell sure opened her pocketbook big-time! Good luck trying to break him, though.
I bet he breaks her instead.
[chuckles.]
Miss McDonnell bought Spirit? Lucky, I know her! -She lives in Silverlode.
-Really? -Hooray! -Shh! -[quietly.]
Hooray.
-Yes.
My dad's done business with her.
I've even been to her ranch.
Great! Let's go.
We'll get Spirit back by lunch.
Uh, it's a four-hour ride.
We'll get Spirit back by dinner.
[Lucky grunts.]
Come on, Sorrel.
[Pru.]
Lucky, wrong way.
[Lucky.]
I knew that! [Boomerang neighs.]
[Lucky.]
I'm never letting Spirit out of my sight again.
At school, I'll stay outside with him and hear lessons through the window, and at home, I'll let him sleep in my bedroom.
But what if Spirit wants to be with his herd? Then I'll go too.
During the day, I'll skip school, and at night, I'll skip sleep! [Sorrel neighs.]
[Spirit neighing.]
[banging.]
[breathing heavily.]
[grunts.]
Here you go, boy.
[water sloshes.]
[Spirit neighs.]
[Hester.]
Whoa! [neighs.]
He hasn't let up since he got here.
Did he have any water yesterday? No, and he did the same thing with his oats.
[sighs.]
Well, he needs to drink.
I'll get the vet.
She ought to have a trick up her sleeve.
-[Pru.]
Miss McDonnell! -Why, hello, Miss Granger.
-What are you doing here? -You have Spirit! I need to see him! He's mine, I swear, and I need to buy him back.
Where is he? Sorry, Miss McDonnell, my friend's just upset, but you did buy a wild horse at the auction, right? -Yes.
-Then you have to let me see him.
And you have to sell him back to my dad.
I do not have to do anything.
Barging in here and telling me what to do-- who do you girls think you are? I'm Abigail Stone.
Ow! I'm sorry.
I'm Lucky Prescott, and the horse you bought is Spirit, and he's mine.
Well, he's wild, but he's still mine.
I moved out here from the city last year and didn't know anyone.
I'd never even been to the frontier before.
I was so nervous, I had to remind myself to breathe.
But when I saw Spirit and he saw me, I knew everything would be okay as long as we had each other.
I really need him back.
She really does.
Please, Miss McDonnell, sell him back? Wait here.
[door opens.]
Maybe she's getting Spirit from the living room? Ow! I had a wild stallion when I was your age.
Thunder.
He was a good boy.
Read my every mood, and I had a lot of them.
The day we buried Daddy, there was a big storm.
It sounded like the world was ending.
Mama said not to look out the window at the lightning, but I did.
And there was Thunder.
[neighs.]
They said he'd got separated from his herd in the storm.
But I like to think Daddy sent him to me.
Eleven years now Thunder joined my Daddy.
I've been on the lookout for a horse as special as him ever since.
Can you at least let me see Spirit to say good-bye? [Miss McDonnell.]
I'll let you see him to say hello.
I would have gone to the ends of the Earth to get Thunder back.
[Miss McDonnell.]
So how can I keep your Spirit from you? [sighs.]
Break my hip and I'll change my mind.
Spirit's out back.
Go on.
Spirit.
Spirit! [gasps.]
[Lucky.]
Where is he? Where's Spirit? I turned my back, and he was gone.
I-I'm sorry.
He can't be far! Let's go find him.
There's a vista two miles south.
You should be able to see him from the top.
Thank you! Thank you so much, Miss McDonnell! [Spirit neighs.]
[neighing.]
[chuffs.]
[neighs.]
[Lucky.]
Almost there! Come on, Sorrel.
-I don't see him anywhere.
Do you? -[Pru.]
No.
[Lucky.]
Spirit! Spirit! What do we do? Where do we start to look? Maybe we ought to go home.
[Lucky.]
What? And leave him out here? I can't! We wouldn't be leaving him.
I bet that's where he went.
Spirit knows this land.
He's probably on his way home right now.
And he's so fast that when we get there, he's gonna be tapping his hoof, waiting for us.
I hope you're right.
[neighs.]
[Sorrel neighing.]
[Spirit neighs weakly.]
[neighs.]
[Spirit neighs.]
[chuffs.]
[breathing heavily.]
[horses neighing.]
-Whew! -[groans.]
[Boomerang chuffs.]
[neighs.]
- [man.]
Mira .
-[Grayson.]
What do we have here? -Hyah! -[laughs.]
[man speaking Spanish.]
-[neighs.]
-[man.]
Get him! Get him! [men laughing and shouting.]
-Get him! -[men laughing.]
-Come on! -[man shouting in Spanish.]
-Hyah! -[men laughing.]
Hyah! [neighs.]
[neighing weakly.]
[ragged breathing.]
[Lucky.]
Almost there! [Pru.]
I don't see him! [Abigail.]
He's not here.
[Lucky.]
Let's check the barn.
Please be here.
Please be here.
[sighs.]
I-I'm sure he's on his way and just stopped to rest.
I bet right now he's relaxing in a really comfortable meadow.
[breathing heavily.]
[neighs.]
[sighs.]
Fortuna Prescott, where have you been? We were worried about you, Lucky.
What was I supposed to do? Stay and wait for you to find Spirit? Yes, that's exactly what I asked you to do.
Well, I couldn't! And we came really close.
No thanks to you and the State Marshal.
-Lucky, I'm trying.
-Not hard enough.
You said you'd get him back.
You promised! She just needs some time.
I'll keep looking.
[cawing.]
[neighs.]
[chuffs.]
[neighing.]
[speaks Navajo.]
[grunts.]
[neighs.]
[moans.]
[sighs.]
[crying.]
-[speaks Navajo.]
-[chuffs.]
It hurts.
I know.
Just one more.
-[neighs.]
-[speaks Navajo.]
I lie.
Now one more.
[neighs.]
Hmm.
[speaks Navajo.]
[neighs.]
Thank you, Crow.
-[chuffs.]
-[speaks Navajo.]
This will make it better.
[neighs.]
Whoa, now.
Whoa.
Shh.
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
There, there.
[speaks Navajo.]
Be free, my friend.
[Crow neighs.]
[neighing.]
[neighs.]
[neighing.]
[neighing.]
[breathing heavily.]
[neighs.]
[neighs.]
[moans, gasps.]
Spirit? Spirit, I'm coming! [neighs.]
[chuffs.]
[neighs.]
[Lucky.]
Spirit! Spirit! -[Spirit neighs.]
-[gasps.]
Spirit? [Spirit neighs.]
Spirit.
[laughs.]
Spirit! I'm here! [neighs.]
[sighs.]
I'm here.
[neighs.]
[horse chuffs.]
[theme music playing.]
I'm gonna ride I'm riding free So come along, let's go along Come on this 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, eh, eh - Yeah, eh, eh, eh - Yeah, eh, eh - Yeah, eh, eh, eh Yeah, eh, eh Yeah, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh [horses neighing.]
[chattering.]
We're starting.
Get those paddles ready.
We got some fine horses today, yes, sirree.
[Spirit neighing.]
[man gasps.]
What'd I tell ya, Hester? -Whoa, he's a beaut! Can I see him run? -Sure.
-[neighing loudly.]
-Whoa! Forget it.
He's wild.
Maybe too wild for Miss McDonnell.
Oh, I don't know about that.
I'll be seeing you later, fella.
[Spirit continues neighing.]
[neighing loudly.]
[train horn blowing.]
Why is this taking so long? What if the auction started already? What if we miss bidding on Spirit? It won't start for half an hour.
Try not to worry.
I just can't imagine my life without Spirit.
Lucky, I will outbid everyone at the auction.
I promise you, I'll do whatever it takes to get him back, okay? -[brakes screeching.]
-[gasps.]
Whoa! Oh, no, Dad.
Why are we stopping? I'm not sure.
I'll go find out.
[Jim.]
What's the holdup? [conductor.]
I think it's the reach rod.
I want you to get this train moving, no excuses.
Yes, sir.
[door closes.]
-What is it? What's happening? -Engine trouble.
They're waiting for a team to bring out a new reach rod.
We can't wait.
It'll be too late! Then we're not gonna wait, are we? Can you run in those boots? [both grunt.]
All right, folks, here we go.
I hereby open Cannon City's Bi-Annual Equine Auction.
-First up, this beautiful red Sunday hoss! -[crowd oohs.]
Who will give me $100? $100 bid.
125? Who will give me 150? 150 for this beautiful red Sunday? Going to 175.
Going to two -Your turn's coming up, buddy.
-[neighs.]
Whoa! Jumbo, I need help! [Jumbo.]
Hey, now.
[Jumbo.]
Easy, boy.
-[neighing loudly.]
-[men grunt.]
[Spirit struggling.]
[grunts.]
Settle down there, boy.
[Jumbo.]
Take it easy.
Whoa, now.
Whoa, now.
Take it easy.
Whoa now! Whoa! -[grunts.]
-Whoa, now.
This'll settle him down.
[Spirit chuffs.]
All right.
Come on, now.
And what do we have here? I've heard of a headless horseman, but not a headless horse! -[laughs.]
-[neighing loudly.]
[crowd gasps.]
My, now, that is a fine stallion.
Bidding opens at 200! [crowd clamoring.]
Miss McDonnell, look.
That's the one I told you about.
Good eye, Hester.
Three hundred! Three.
Three.
Now 350.
Wow, 400! 425.
-Who will give me seven? -[brays.]
Seven.
And going seven.
And eight? Do I hear eight? 850? Giving 850.
Going to 850 over here.
850 and nine? [panting.]
The auction's started! [grunts.]
Spirit! Dad, there he is! 900! 900! Do I hear nine? 925? 950? -[gasps.]
Spirit! -[auctioneer.]
975? [Lucky.]
Spirit! [neighs.]
You can't bid on yourself, boy.
Even he wants to buy him.
[gasps.]
[grunts.]
-[grunts.]
-Hey! 1,000! $1,000! Do I hear nine? 925? 950? 950 over here.
$1,000.
$1,000! Do I hear 1,050? [Jim grunting.]
[auctioneer.]
That's a no.
Sir with the mustache? Going [stammers.]
1,000-- -1,050! -Going! -1,050! -Gone! No! -Get the fine lady's horse.
-[cheering and applauding.]
[neighs.]
[neighs loudly.]
-[crowd screaming.]
-[neighing continuing.]
-[Jumbo.]
Whoa! -Spirit! -[Jumbo.]
Whoa, boy, whoa.
-Spirit! -No, he's my horse! Spirit! -[neighs.]
Spirit, I'm here! [men grunting.]
Spirit! [Spirit neighs.]
[man.]
Inside, come on.
[Lucky.]
Wait! He's my horse! Stop! No! Spirit! Help! Someone help me! -Open this door now! -[Jim.]
Lucky! Spirit! This isn't over, Lucky.
[breathing heavily.]
But I was bidding on him when you closed the sale.
Just reopen it, and I guarantee I'll beat any bid.
I'd love to take your money, sir, but the bidding is closed.
Those are the rules.
Well, then tell us who the buyer is so I can go talk to them.
-'Fraid that's confidential.
-But you've got to let us buy him back.
Just open the doors! When you see us together, you'll know he's my horse.
How old are you, sweetie? Twelve.
Well, dang it if I don't have a daughter who's 13.
Now, I'm not supposed to do this, but I'll tell you what.
Next horse up? Pretty Morgan filly.
Powerful, too.
She's the real prize of the day.
[chuffs.]
I don't want her! I want Spirit! There's got to be some way.
Look, what's done is done.
Sorry.
You seem like good people.
I wish I could help.
And we're back with this little filly from from Sawtooth City! Her bid starts at 300.
Do I hear 350? 350? 350 going and four? Do I hear 450? [Spirit neighing.]
[Hester.]
It's okay, boy.
[neighs.]
[Hester.]
Whoa.
[neighs.]
Well, Hester, I've seen wild, and I've seen crazy, but I have never seen anything like this.
-[Spirit neighs.]
-[gasps.]
Whoa.
[Spirit chuffs.]
[Hester scoffs.]
I'll say.
I don't know if he's trying to break the fence or me.
He's gotta get it out of his system.
-He'll settle down during the night.
-[Spirit banging.]
[neighing.]
Ow.
Ow.
Ow.
Boomerang, knock it off.
He's just trying to cheer you up.
I appreciate it, Boomerang, but not today.
[Boomerang chuffs.]
Ow.
If you're gonna drop the apple, do it on me instead.
Ow! But better me than you.
[chuckles.]
Ow! I have an idea.
Let's go for ice cream.
Abigail's treat.
I have a better idea.
Let's go for ice cream.
Pru's treat.
Sorry, I-- [sighs.]
I've lost my appetite.
But have fun.
Lucky! Lucky! Whoa.
-Where are you going? -To see the State Marshal.
His men know every horse in the county.
I'll ask them to keep an eye out for Spirit, then I'll go get him.
-Do you think that'll work? -I know it will.
We'll find him, Lucky, I promise.
Oh! You've gotta get Spirit back.
We can't take this kind of tension! I'll be home late, so stay close and keep your aunt out of trouble.
Thanks, Dad.
-[Sagebrush neighs.]
-Hyah! So who's buying me ice cream? -Abigail.
-Pru.
[laughing.]
I know your dad's gonna come back with good news.
We should start working on a "welcome home" banner for Spirit.
I'll even break out my special glitter.
I made a pretty penny off of that mouthy brat's horse.
Enough to buy this saloon and all the people in it! [laughs.]
Grayson's talking about Spirit! -How do you know? -'Cause I'm the mouthy brat! Old widow McDonnell sure opened her pocketbook big-time! Good luck trying to break him, though.
I bet he breaks her instead.
[chuckles.]
Miss McDonnell bought Spirit? Lucky, I know her! -She lives in Silverlode.
-Really? -Hooray! -Shh! -[quietly.]
Hooray.
-Yes.
My dad's done business with her.
I've even been to her ranch.
Great! Let's go.
We'll get Spirit back by lunch.
Uh, it's a four-hour ride.
We'll get Spirit back by dinner.
[Lucky grunts.]
Come on, Sorrel.
[Pru.]
Lucky, wrong way.
[Lucky.]
I knew that! [Boomerang neighs.]
[Lucky.]
I'm never letting Spirit out of my sight again.
At school, I'll stay outside with him and hear lessons through the window, and at home, I'll let him sleep in my bedroom.
But what if Spirit wants to be with his herd? Then I'll go too.
During the day, I'll skip school, and at night, I'll skip sleep! [Sorrel neighs.]
[Spirit neighing.]
[banging.]
[breathing heavily.]
[grunts.]
Here you go, boy.
[water sloshes.]
[Spirit neighs.]
[Hester.]
Whoa! [neighs.]
He hasn't let up since he got here.
Did he have any water yesterday? No, and he did the same thing with his oats.
[sighs.]
Well, he needs to drink.
I'll get the vet.
She ought to have a trick up her sleeve.
-[Pru.]
Miss McDonnell! -Why, hello, Miss Granger.
-What are you doing here? -You have Spirit! I need to see him! He's mine, I swear, and I need to buy him back.
Where is he? Sorry, Miss McDonnell, my friend's just upset, but you did buy a wild horse at the auction, right? -Yes.
-Then you have to let me see him.
And you have to sell him back to my dad.
I do not have to do anything.
Barging in here and telling me what to do-- who do you girls think you are? I'm Abigail Stone.
Ow! I'm sorry.
I'm Lucky Prescott, and the horse you bought is Spirit, and he's mine.
Well, he's wild, but he's still mine.
I moved out here from the city last year and didn't know anyone.
I'd never even been to the frontier before.
I was so nervous, I had to remind myself to breathe.
But when I saw Spirit and he saw me, I knew everything would be okay as long as we had each other.
I really need him back.
She really does.
Please, Miss McDonnell, sell him back? Wait here.
[door opens.]
Maybe she's getting Spirit from the living room? Ow! I had a wild stallion when I was your age.
Thunder.
He was a good boy.
Read my every mood, and I had a lot of them.
The day we buried Daddy, there was a big storm.
It sounded like the world was ending.
Mama said not to look out the window at the lightning, but I did.
And there was Thunder.
[neighs.]
They said he'd got separated from his herd in the storm.
But I like to think Daddy sent him to me.
Eleven years now Thunder joined my Daddy.
I've been on the lookout for a horse as special as him ever since.
Can you at least let me see Spirit to say good-bye? [Miss McDonnell.]
I'll let you see him to say hello.
I would have gone to the ends of the Earth to get Thunder back.
[Miss McDonnell.]
So how can I keep your Spirit from you? [sighs.]
Break my hip and I'll change my mind.
Spirit's out back.
Go on.
Spirit.
Spirit! [gasps.]
[Lucky.]
Where is he? Where's Spirit? I turned my back, and he was gone.
I-I'm sorry.
He can't be far! Let's go find him.
There's a vista two miles south.
You should be able to see him from the top.
Thank you! Thank you so much, Miss McDonnell! [Spirit neighs.]
[neighing.]
[chuffs.]
[neighs.]
[Lucky.]
Almost there! Come on, Sorrel.
-I don't see him anywhere.
Do you? -[Pru.]
No.
[Lucky.]
Spirit! Spirit! What do we do? Where do we start to look? Maybe we ought to go home.
[Lucky.]
What? And leave him out here? I can't! We wouldn't be leaving him.
I bet that's where he went.
Spirit knows this land.
He's probably on his way home right now.
And he's so fast that when we get there, he's gonna be tapping his hoof, waiting for us.
I hope you're right.
[neighs.]
[Sorrel neighing.]
[Spirit neighs weakly.]
[neighs.]
[Spirit neighs.]
[chuffs.]
[breathing heavily.]
[horses neighing.]
-Whew! -[groans.]
[Boomerang chuffs.]
[neighs.]
- [man.]
Mira .
-[Grayson.]
What do we have here? -Hyah! -[laughs.]
[man speaking Spanish.]
-[neighs.]
-[man.]
Get him! Get him! [men laughing and shouting.]
-Get him! -[men laughing.]
-Come on! -[man shouting in Spanish.]
-Hyah! -[men laughing.]
Hyah! [neighs.]
[neighing weakly.]
[ragged breathing.]
[Lucky.]
Almost there! [Pru.]
I don't see him! [Abigail.]
He's not here.
[Lucky.]
Let's check the barn.
Please be here.
Please be here.
[sighs.]
I-I'm sure he's on his way and just stopped to rest.
I bet right now he's relaxing in a really comfortable meadow.
[breathing heavily.]
[neighs.]
[sighs.]
Fortuna Prescott, where have you been? We were worried about you, Lucky.
What was I supposed to do? Stay and wait for you to find Spirit? Yes, that's exactly what I asked you to do.
Well, I couldn't! And we came really close.
No thanks to you and the State Marshal.
-Lucky, I'm trying.
-Not hard enough.
You said you'd get him back.
You promised! She just needs some time.
I'll keep looking.
[cawing.]
[neighs.]
[chuffs.]
[neighing.]
[speaks Navajo.]
[grunts.]
[neighs.]
[moans.]
[sighs.]
[crying.]
-[speaks Navajo.]
-[chuffs.]
It hurts.
I know.
Just one more.
-[neighs.]
-[speaks Navajo.]
I lie.
Now one more.
[neighs.]
Hmm.
[speaks Navajo.]
[neighs.]
Thank you, Crow.
-[chuffs.]
-[speaks Navajo.]
This will make it better.
[neighs.]
Whoa, now.
Whoa.
Shh.
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
There, there.
[speaks Navajo.]
Be free, my friend.
[Crow neighs.]
[neighing.]
[neighs.]
[neighing.]
[neighing.]
[breathing heavily.]
[neighs.]
[neighs.]
[moans, gasps.]
Spirit? Spirit, I'm coming! [neighs.]
[chuffs.]
[neighs.]
[Lucky.]
Spirit! Spirit! -[Spirit neighs.]
-[gasps.]
Spirit? [Spirit neighs.]
Spirit.
[laughs.]
Spirit! I'm here! [neighs.]
[sighs.]
I'm here.
[neighs.]