Lemon Pudding. He's finished third
his last three times out.

- Got a good jockey up today.
- Lemon Pudding it is.

The morning line says he's four to one.
I'll get on him.

(Man) Pardon me.
But you're Peggy Nicholson, aren't you?
Remember me?
I'm sorry. What did you say?
- Aren't you Peggy Nicholson?
- No, I'm not.

Yeah? I was pretty sure you were.
When I first saw you down here -

I'm sorry, you've made a mistake.
I am not Miss Nichols.

- Nicholson.
- Nicholson.

Frank Abernathy introduced us
a couple of years ago in Detroit.

Frank Abernathy.
You remember Frank.

No, I do not know anyone
named Frank Abernathy.

I have never known anyone
named Frank Abernathy.

- Now, will you please go?
- Aw, come on now, honey.

You're trying to pull my leg,
aren't you?

(Mark) Now, why should any young lady
want to pull your leg?

Oh, sorry. I thought
I recognised this lady.

- Did he recognise you?
- No.

- You did not recognise her.
- I said I thought I recognised her.

- I said I'm sorry.
- Good for you. You've apologised.

You may go now.
- You came back so quickly.
- Yes. Who's your fan?

I just seem to have one of those faces.
Well, what do you like
in the next race?

Can we go to the paddock?
I'd like to see Telepathy.

Been watching him ever since I saw him
work out once as a two-year-old.

Oh, I believe that's
our old friend Telepathy.