1:33:01
Don't lie to me, Ned.
Horses don't eat sardines.
1:33:04
Well, this one does.
1:33:06
He'd eat himself to death on them
if you let him.
1:33:08
He'd break his legs, bust his lungs,
run his heart out for them.
1:33:12
I guess that ain't so smart.
1:33:14
Then again, if he was smart...
1:33:16
he'd be up in the saddle riding, wouldn't he?
1:33:20
All right, we're ready.
Bring your horse to the line.
1:33:23
Now go get 'em.
1:33:50
Go!
1:33:59
Carried on the back of Lightning...
1:34:01
racing on a jet-black shape...
1:34:04
it took me completely...
1:34:07
blood, skin, bowels, bones...
1:34:11
and memory.
1:34:22
I was no longer held fast on earth...
1:34:25
but free, fluid...
1:34:28
part of the air and the sun...
1:34:31
running my first race.
1:34:33
A man-sized race...
1:34:35
with people, grown people...
1:34:38
more people than I could remember
at one time before, watching me run it.
1:34:52
And so I had my moment of glory...
1:34:54
that brief, fleeting glory...
1:34:58
which of itself cannot last...