War Horse Page #6

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Its the way you did it.

But were at war.

Arent we just.

Joey...

Here now, Ive told you,

sling your hook!

Let him be, Perkins.

This isnt the end.

This isnt the end, my brother...

I, Albert Narracott, solemnly

swear we will be together again.

Wherever you are, I will find you.

And I will bring you home!

Whoa. Steady, steady.

Steady now, come on.

Walk on!

Walk on now, come on!

Whoa whoa, Easy. Easy.

Easy.

Whoa whoa whoa whoa,

Stay steady.

Whoa whoa whoa, Joey! Stop

muckin about, you hear?

You're in the army now, son.

Good boy, good boy. Steady.

Steady, steady...

Come on. Come here. Easy.

Relax.

Easy easy, back up.

Joey, meet Topthorn.

Topthorn, this is Joey.

Sort out whos in charge

between the two of you, you hear?

If you want to fight,

you get it over with,

Cause once were over there, youre

gonna need everything youve got for Fritz!

Gently, Perkins.

I dont want to sour him.

Therell be nothing

gentle about the war, sir.

And therell be nothing gentle

about this one either!

I understand that, Sergeant,

But I want him fit and shining.

Hes my horse.

Sir.

Easy, boy.

Scares the living daylights out of me.

Who?

Perkins.

Glad hes on our side.

Not bad. Not bad at all.

Still not a patch on my Topthorn.

I wouldnt be so sure.

I think hes got potential.

Hes certainly got the bit

between his teeth.

I actually think my Blenheim is

faster than the pair of them.

Clear off!

All right, gentlemen, listen here.

Everything tells us the same story,

from Waterloo to Omdurman, from Picketts

Charge to the Battle of Mars La Tours...

The first attack can and

should be the decisive one.

- Perkins...

- Yes, sir!

No excuses, no mistakes

Every horse groomed and

fit for presentation!

I want a full practice charge tomorrow.

Sir.

Thought you two had bottled out.

As if.

All right, then, lets see what you

two jokers are made of, shall we?

This is what

quiet confidence looks like.

Ill wait for you two

at the Duke of York.

Over to you, Captain Nicholls.

Draw... swords!

Give... point!

Charge!

Come on, Joey.

I know youve got it.

Come on, boy! Come on!

Come on, boy!

Whoa. Whoa.

Nice of you to turn up.

Hes got speed... Ill give him that.

But has he got stamina?

He has everything.

What are you up to?

Im writing a letter.

With a picture in it?

Its to the boy who owned Joey.

I want to show him

how wonderful hes looking.

Before we take him away across

the Channel to face a million Germans guns.

Yes. Before that...

...travelling with the

Dragoon Guards and the Royals.

Transport detachment,

theyll need to be at the docks at 5 am.

Check all kit. Battle orders:

No polishing...

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