The Reivers
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:58:00
I wouldn't put no
stolen horseflesh in your stable.

:58:03
- Who's gonna ride him?
- He is.

:58:05
That boy ain't got but one hand.
:58:07
He don't need but one hand.
This boy here learned holding on...

:58:11
riding his daddy's colts back in Mississippi.
He can stick on anything.

:58:15
Well, let's go and see.
:58:18
As far as Ned was concerned,
we didn't have to see.

:58:21
He was absolutely sure
that we'd go home to Boss...

:58:25
with the automobile
and a good horse tied behind it...

:58:29
and we'd be able
to look him in the eye again.

:58:35
That track that he's gonna be running on
ain't but half-mile.

:58:38
So you go around here twice...
:58:39
so that when he sees that real track,
he'll know beforehand...

:58:42
what to expect and to do.
Do you understand?

:58:45
- Yes.
- Let's do it.

:58:57
What's the matter?
:59:03
Come on.
:59:06
- What's the matter?
- He feels funny.

:59:09
What do you mean, "funny"?
:59:11
The front half of him
just doesn't want to go.

:59:14
His legs feel all right...
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but his head
just doesn't want to go anywhere.

:59:18
All right.
:59:20
You're the fool who traded
a 40-mile-an-hour automobile...

:59:23
for him, now, what's the matter with him?
:59:28
Maybe something distracted his mind...
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maybe he ought to be run up
against another horse.

:59:33
Maybe.
:59:35
Come on, Lightning!
:59:39
What is he? Is he blind? Is he lame?
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- Is he old?
- He's slow.

:59:58
Giddyup, there!

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