Kincsem Page #4

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- Get out of my way, Your Grace!

- Name your price, I'll pay any sum.

Papa, please! lt's my horse.

I bought it.

I'll give it to you.

What's your price?

Didn't you hear?

lt's yours. Take it!

I can't accept it as a gift.

How much money do you have on you?

I'll have its papers sent to you.

Thanks for leaving me there like that!

You look no worse for it.

No one else can touch her!

And he thinks he's in the right.

Steady!

Come!

Here, eat!

You know!

Stop your barking!

I'll make a racehorse out of her.

That's a bad joke!

Doom and gloom!

I've worked with horses for 40 years...

- I can feel it.

- Oh, that's different.

Get out of here!

Shut up!

Come, come!

She hasn't eaten a thing all day.

Steady.

Kincsem!

You!

Are you all right?

Don't just stroke it!

Break it in properly!

No one's going to whip her!

Hey, baby, hi... hello!

Klara!

Let's get together like...

For me!

Welcome, son!

You... know each other?

Only glancingly.

Will you introduce me, sir?

Count Gerlczy is a Hungarian nobleman.

He's an MP.

A talented young gentleman.

His Imperial Highness

often mentions his name.

He really is talented,

he even brought flowers.

And so many.

- Beautiful flowers for a beautiful lady.

- What refined humour!

Did you know the scent of lilies is fatal?

- I'll take the risk.

- You don't know what you're taking on!

So!

Let's drink to that!

We've only got enough oats for 6 days.

You shouldn't smoke that pipe so much!

Eat for me!

Eat it up!

Good.

Don't risk it!

Black cat, it's a bad omen!

It's not black.

It's piebald.

I call it Schultz.

What kind of name's that?

Why? ls Hesp better?

There was a war.

The rules are different then.

- I'm not blaming you.

- His father was a high-ranking officer.

- He'd have met his fate either way.

- You were friends.

There's no friendship in war.

I understand.

Of course you don't understand!

What could you understand of such things?!

Is Count Blaskovich at home?

What are you waiting for? Shoot it!

You might be able to save the foal.

Every second counts!

I'll do it.

Go out!

Out!

Are you deaf?

- Will he be able to do it?

- He's got no other choice!

Would you say

that cat is black or piebald?

More like black.

I said the same.

How did you do it?

There's a hold that my father taught me.

I've brought Kincsem's papers.

Your Grace!

Are you going to ride,

or shall I take her into the stable?

Give her to me.

- So? Would you like to try?

- You're joking, aren't you?

You can happily sit on her now.

You didn't break her, you tamed her, hey?

Ask him what the cat's called!

Schultz.

Schultz.

Training!

It's 4:
30 in the morning.

Tell her!

She's an early riser.

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