Midnight Stallion Page #3

We could pay off

one month of mortgage,

we could plan the grass and

still have $4,300 left over

for food and living expenses,

to carry us through till harvest.

60 days from planting to harvest.

That's still two more

missed mortgage payments.

That's right.

But if the crop looks healthy,

well, Tristate Co-op, they said they

give us half in advance of harvest.

The health food stores,

they cann't get enough of this stuff.

With what we already owe that would put us

almost $30,000 in debt with the bank.

This is the riskiest plan

I can imagine.

I know you disapprove.

And I know that your father...

probably would have disapproved.

This is long way from horse ranching.

You got that right.

But I also know this.

He would not want us to lose everything

he had worked so hard to build up.

Let's do this to honor him.

Just until we get back on our feet.

Okay. I'm gonna stand

behind you on this, Rita,

if Donald would

agree to give us a loan.

All right.

A toast.

- Oh.

- Oh, this is gross.

You got to be kidding me.

People actually drink this stuff.

Yes.

And they will gladly pay

three dollars a shot.

Three dollars?

- For a cup this big?

- Yeah.

We just have to do over the grass

and then our job is over.

The health food stores,

they juice it, right on the spot.

- Another shot?

- No.

I wouldn't want to pride some

Health onto this daily dose of

antitoxic "Solyent Green",

or whatever it is.

Antioxidants, not anti-toxic.

- Three dollars a swallow?

- Uh huh.

Hit me again.

I love you.

Row me in dirty diver.

Three dollars for that much?

Damn, I'm in the wrong business.

Oh!

This wasn't easy.

I went to the wire on this, Jack.

And uh, Brett uh,...

the bank...

is willing to give you $9,000 loan

on your collateral.

You got Belinda to thank

for pushing this over the top.

What?

Belinda Chaney?

I had to listen to the virtue of this stuff

and other unpronounceable

health thing for almost an hour.

She asked me if

I wanted to try spelled flour,

I said F-L-O-U-R,

I thought I got it right.

Yes.

You know what, with all the hype,

I'm just little surprise with the taste.

Tell me about it.

I grow, but I'll leave the drinking

to someone with money to burn.

You selling milk cows?

If what Rita has found out is true.

I trust her judgment on this.

I don't want to question

your good judgment.

But right now, it's field crop.

What if it freezes?

What about insects, birds?

What if the healthcare market softens?

Health does not go out of style.

We know the risk.

- Another shot?

- No, thank you, ma'am.

You're pledging the whole

bottle of wax on this one.

I...I just don't see

the backdoor work for you on this.

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