Dreamer: Inspired by a True Story Page #5

Unbelievable.

So, what do you think?

Well, I think it's Grand Slam.

Everyone at Ashford has a lot

of respect for your family.

I explained your situation and they

want to do you the favor of a lifetime.

I don't know what to say.

Say you'll have your filly here

first week in May.

That week's the only shot you get.

He's booked till next year.

And you got to send me half of

the 15,000 by the end of the week.

That's 15,000...

Well, Grand Slam's

normal stud fee's 200,000.

We're waiving that. The 15 doesn't

even cover our cost in insurance.

No, Bill, it's an amazing offer.

I just didn't...

I'm wondering, though, if maybe

I couldn't give you a share in the foal,

maybe to cover all the expenses,

whatever they are.

We just don't do that.

Not in a case like this.

Are you saying you want to call it off?

No, Bill, I just...

Bill, I don't have the money.

I'm sorry, Ben.

I didn't fully know your situation.

Bill, listen,

I really appreciate the try.

I'm going to call. All right? Thanks.

Let's go, honey.

I've never seen

Grand Slam up close.

He's got muscles everywhere.

What'd he say?

- He's a horse.

- I know. What'd he say?

"I am a great champion."

"When I ran, the ground shook.

The sky opened and mere mortals parted."

"The way to victory. And I met

my owner in the winner's circle."

"Where he put a blanket of flowers

on my back."

You remembered that.

Sport of kings, you know that?

They call horse racing

the sport of kings.

So when you taking me to the races?

I don't go anymore.

Haven't been in years.

So I can take the Racing Form

and The Blood-Horse, right?

Your dad doesn't want me

teaching you about horses.

So I should leave them?

You should stuff them

under your shirt.

OK.

- Cale, in the cabinet above the sink...

- Yeah.

...is there a coffee can?

- Bring it to your dad, would you?

- Sure.

- Good night.

- Good night.

- Pop wanted me to give this to you.

- Thanks, hon.

- I'm eating my dessert in the barn.

- All righty.

- What the hell is this?

- Coffee can.

- You expect me to use it?

- Only flavor I got.

You're unbelievable.

There's almost $20,000 there.

You watched me sell this farm off

bit by bit till there was nothing left.

Why are you doing this?

Damned if I know.

Breed the horse, Ben.

Picking up that filly was the gutsiest

thing I've seen you do in years.

I took the biggest swing I could

and I struck out.

- And you gave up.

- I'm broke, Pop.

- What do you expect me to do?

- I expect you to take the money,

trust your instincts

and breed the horse.

- You told me to put her down.

- But you didn't.

- You're a horseman.

- Don't blow smoke...

Will you spend your life

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