Seabiscuit Page #3

l thought he came

down here for a...

Quickie divorce?

Why?

Look at him.

Nothing quick about that.

lt was in the palace

of the great Sultan.

Sultan of where?

The Sultan of Araby.

l'd been living there

for almost a year,

racing his Arabians

across the desert by day

and finishing

my personal history

of the region by night.

Then one day,

the Sultan summons me

into his throne room.

He looks at me and says,

"John Pollard..."

"John Pollard,

"you are my greatest jockey.

lt is you l have chosen

"to ride my 100-mile race

from Kusma to Tripoli."

All right. 200-mile.

Excuse me, sahib.

You didn't need

to wreck it, Georgie.

When you

started telling that story,

it was only 50 miles.

Yeah, well,

everything gets longer

in the retelling.

Just ask your friend

Wanda over there.

You know, if you start

riding a little more

and talking a little less,

you might start

winning some races.

Well, l got two bucks

says l beat you in this one.

l'm not sure if you do,

but l got five

says l beat you.

Done.

Give me odds.

You're the favorite.

Even money.

Nah! Forget it! 2-to-1 !

All right. You got it.

Hey, Johnny. You're on

a speed horse. What are you

doing back here with me?

l like the conversation,

and it's not a speed horse.

Don't try to hook me.

You going tonight?

Nah. You?

Nah.

What time?

l don't know. 8:
00?

Okey-doke.

Oops, there's my hole!

Gotta go!

God damn it!

Whoa!

We got him!

All right.

l'll take him.

Get the hell

out of here.

l said, l'll take him.

He's got a fractured foot.

lf you're gonna

shoot him anyway,

l'll save you the bullet.

Whoa.

Fine.

Let him go. Hey.

Let him have him.

Now, bud.

Hey, boy.

Okey-doke, Johnny.

There's my hole! Gotta fly!

Yeah! Yeah!

Yeah! Yeah!

"There once

was a princess from Siam

"Who was sitting here

sort of like l am

"l wined her and dined her

"And then l reclined her..."

Sh*t.

What rhymes with Siam?

That's great.

You make that up?

Pretty obvious, huh?

That's beautiful.

No. You're beautiful.

Don't say that. You pay me.

So, you wanna, you know,

get going?

Sure. Why not?

How do you miss

a hole like that?

There's my hole! Gotta fly!

Are you blind?

Angel, are you okay?

You don't wanna watch?

No. Not really.

l don't either.

So, what? They brought you

down here to make you

feel better, is that it?

Yes. Sort of.

Those guys, they think

everything is fixed

with a party.

l'm sorry. Who are you?

Marcela Zabala.

My sister, lsabella,

she's married...

No. No, no. l know.

Nice to meet you. Charles.

So, do you feel better?

No.

No, not really.

No.

How could you?

Something like that.

Come on, buddy.

Wake up.

Come on.

Did l lose?

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