(grand orchestral fanfare playing)
(vocalizing)
MILAGRO: * Hoy el viento canta *
(gasps)
-* Mira el águila volar * -Ooh. Thank you, Lucky.
(coos)
-* Siente el sol en tu piel * -(Milagro trills, laughs)
* Y en tu camino ve con él *
-!Hola, mijita! -LUCKY: Mamá.
JIM: Nice job, honey.
-* Y si la noche * -ANNOUNCER: Let's hear it
-* Fría está * -for Milagro... Prescott!
-* En tu corazón * -LUCKY: Mamá.
-* Un fuego siempre habrá * -(Jim chuckles)
Mamá.
Be fearless, Fortuna.
* Be strong *
* Be brave *
* Let courage lead the way *
-Come back, Mamá. -* Stand tall *
* And know who you are *
* Wild heart, wild soul *
* Roam free to the unknown... *
-(audience gasping) -(last note fades)
* And know that you have everything you need *
LUCKY: Come on, who's a good squirrel?
-* To be fearless * -Come on, trust me.
-CORA: Lucky? -They're peanuts. Your favorite.
-* To be fearless. * -Lucky. -(squeaks)
Come on, Tom. Not even a nibble?
CORA (calling): Lucky? Where are you?
-(chattering) -(Lucky grunts)
-Aunt Cora. -Lucky.
(annoyed sigh)
Proper ladies do not hang out of window ledges.
Proper ladies also get to go to amazing fun parties.
Your grandfather is running for governor, Lucky.
It's a bit more important than an "amazing, fun party."
-(sighs) -Do I need to remind you
of what happened at the last event?
Uh... mistakes were made.
(scoffs) Mistakes indeed.
-You're not missing anything, besides... -Cake.
Other kids.
-Lucky. -Fun. -(elephant trumpets)
An elephant?
Come on.
I know living with Grandpa isn't easy,
but part of being a Prescott
is not always having what you want,
but doing what's best for the family.
Now, come down from there and finish your math lesson.
If this new tutor of yours has one more nervous breakdown...
"If a train travelling 25 miles per hour
-JAMES SR.: Cora? -..."leaves the station
-at 8:00 a.m...." -Cora? Cora!
(scoffs) When will I ever need to know this?
-Cora! -Yes, Father.
This is an emergency.
My tie.
-Oh. No, too tight. -(sighs)
Oh.
Just think of it, Cora.
From railroad baron to governor.
-Mm-hmm. -And why?
Because...
BOTH: Prescotts never give up.
-(Cora chuckles) -That a girl.
Are you sure we shouldn't put a lock on the door?
"If a train has to stop every hundred miles
to refill water, at what time will the train get..."
-(window squeaking) -Hello, Tom.
Oh, so nice of you to return, sir.
-(chuckles) -(Tom screeches)
Tom, we've talked about this.
Tom, you're betraying my trust.
Tom.
(grunts)
We really need to get a lock for that door.
Stop. Stop.
No, no. No, no.
-No. Come on, stop. -(chittering)
(chitters, blows raspberries)
Why are squirrels so fast?
Grandpa's going to kill me.
Whoa.
JAMES SR.: Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to this most auspicious day--
my campaign launch.
I pledge to you that I'll run the state
as firmly as I run my own home.
I'll put a stop to all this...
-...chaos? -(shocked gasps)
-Hi, Grandpa. -(Tom chittering)
(flames whooshing)
Mmm, cake.
(all exclaiming)
(Tom chittering)
(shocked screams)
(train whistle blowing)
LUCKY: Front page is good, right?
(sighs): Usually.
I mean, if anyone can pull off a squirrel on his face,
-it's Grandpa. -Hmm.
He has to speak to us again eventually, right?
Once, you know, his face heals.
Grandpa just needs some peace and quiet
to get his campaign back on track.
We can go home at the end of the summer.
Why can't we just go back to the lake house?
Why?
Because it's still somewhat underwater.
Along with most of my fondest childhood memories.
-I said I was sorry. -(door opens)
-(dog growls, barks) -Mr. Twinkles,
what are these people doing in our cabin?
Oh, I'm terribly sorry, but you must be mistaken.
-This is... -(stifles laugh)
-Mr. Twinkles? -(sighs)
Did you see its little tie?
He looks like he's all ready for the theater or something.
Wait. Do they have a theater where we're going?
Or a library?
Or a zoo?
Or anything?
Let's keep the outside...
...outside.
Shall we?
-(sighs heavily) -Feet.
-We may be spending the summer in the wilderness, -(groans)
but we are not wild animals.
-What's it even like in Miradro? -Miradero.
What am I supposed to call him?
Well, you can call him "Dad."
Or "Father."
Or, um...
-"Jim." -Jim.
"Hello, Jim.
How have the last ten years been, Jim?"
Oh, honey.
It wasn't easy for him after your mom died.
Something broke in your father and he...
Why didn't he come with me?
Sweetheart,
he was alone in the wilderness with a baby.
He did what he thought...
well, what we all thought was best.
-(gasps) -Ooh. This isn't the bathroom?
-I beg your pardon. -(Lucky laughs)
-Lucky. -(door opens)
-Oh, this is a private cabin. -Oh, oh.
Sorry.
The dining car closes in five minutes.
-Well, I believe... -(Lucky laughs)
it is time for some tea.
Don't move.
-CONDUCTOR: The next stop is Miradero. -(sighs)
(grunts)
Oh, no.
-(horse neighing) -(gasps)
(gasps)
-(vocalizing) -(neighing)
Whoa.
(laughs)
* *
(laughs)
(whinnying)
-* * -(whinnies, snorts)
(gasps)
(grunts)
(snores)
-Ow. Hey. -(grunts) Oh.
-Sorry. -(snorts) Hey!
Ow. Hey. Boss, he's touching me again.
(overlapping arguing)
* *
(huffs, whinnies)
(whinnying)
(gasps)
(thumping)
(grunting)
Cake. Mm-mm.
Let's see. Chocolate, lemon...
(gasps) Ooh, coconut.
Oh, you're such a good boy.
-Hmph. -(groans)
(kissing sounds) Yes, you are.
-(spits) -(groans)
-Lucky? -(gasps)
Lucky!
-Oh. Ooh, whoops. -Slow down.
-(cries out) -(Mr. Twinkles barking)
You wicked little dog.
(grunts)
(relieved laugh)
* *
Whoa.
(whinnying)
(Lucky chuckles)
(snorts)
Huh? (gasps)
Whoa. Watch yourself there, princess.
-Oh. -You'll make someone real unhappy
you go diving overboard like that.
-Now you, you best just stay away -CORA: Excuse me.
-from them wild horses. -Just let me through.
-(neighing) -Please let me through.
-Lucky. There you are. -Cora, I...
You're going to be the end of me.
I am much obliged, Mister...?
Well, the name's Hendricks, ma'am.
I should put you on a leash, you know?
-And I'm going to. -LUCKY: Just a second.
I'm gonna put you on a leash.
* *
(brakes squeak)
(train whistle hoots)
Just remember, be yourself.
-Be your best self. -(man whimpering)
Be the you that doesn't start fires.
-(woman screams) -(man gasps)
Lucky?
I'm too young for gray hair.
(people talking indistinctly outside)
Hey, don't worry.
He's really looking forward to seeing you.
And I bet you the summer
will go by much faster than you think.
CORA: Oh, what's that smell?
-(splat) -(Cora gasps) -MAN: Sorry, ma'am.
-He spits. -(llama lows)
-(spits) -Ugh. Uck.
Don't worry, Aunt Cora.
I bet the summer will go by faster than you think.
Very funny.
Is that him?
(belches loudly)
No.
I don't see him anywhere.
Are we in the right place?
Yes, unfortunately.
-(man yawns) -(entry bell jingles)
I'll go check if he's in his office.
Don't move until I get back.
-CORA: Oof. -Oh, man.
I'm hungry.
Yeah. I could go for a steak.
-Stay out of trouble, now, princess. -Hey.
This ain't the coast.
HENDRICKS: Change of plans, boys.
Now listen up, we ran out of money.
I saw some horses from the train
that'll buy us our next ticket out of here.
Hey, you know where they got money?
-Banks. -Whew. Ooh.
You remember how well that worked out last time?
-What'd I miss? -Now get going.
You'll earn that bacon.
-* * -(train whistle blows)
AL GRANGER: Today's events are brought to you
-by Al Granger's Corral. -(gasps, sighs)
-(cheering and shouting) -(horse whinnies)
(laughs)
(grunts)
(through megaphone) Ladies and gentlemen,
mares and stallions...
-BOY: Hey, come back. -(Lucky laughs)
Give me the ice cream back.
...let's give a warm round of applause
to Valentina
and Las Caballeras...
de Miradero.
Wow.
Brought to you by Prescott Railways
and Granger's Corral.
-"Stables so fine, -(whooping)
-you'll want to sleep there yourself." -(laughter)
Whoa.
Fortuna?
LUCKY: Hmm? What?
Bienvenida, Fortuna.
Um...
Hola. ¿Cómo estás?
We've been expecting you.
You look just like your mother.
-I do? -Sí, te pareces a tu madre.
Bienvenida, Fortuna.
Wait, you knew her?
!Oh, sí! Everyone knew Milagro.
Here. You should have this.
Your mother had one just like it.
VALENTINA: Welcome home, mija.
-Wait. -GRANGER: Next up,
-our very own... -GIRL: Excuse me. Coming through.
-(coughs) -...Western Reining champ,
and the champion of her old dad's heart,
my daughter, Pru Granger,
and the incomparable Chica Linda.
-(cheering) -Go, Pru!
GRANGER: She's been making my head spin for 13 years.
So, I'm used to it.
Whoa. Horses can do that?
(Granger laughing)
Whoa.
-GRANGER: All right, you show-off. -(whinnying)
Don't you have chores to do?
CORA: Fortuna Esperanza Navarro Prescott,
you get back here.
Aunt Cora, you have to see this.
-Oh. Ew, the smell. -(cattle lowing
GRANGER: Feast your eyes on this filly.
-CORA: Ooh. Ah. Whoops. -Ooh, that can't taste good.
-(bellowing) -Ooh, ooh.
CORA: Oh. Ooh. Ooh!
GRANGER: Now those are some smooth moves.
(cries out)
-(bellows loudly) -(groans)
GRANGER: And what a finale.
Oh. Oh.
May I offer you a hand there, ma'am?
Well, I never.
I'm so sorry to hear that.
GRANGER: Today's events are brought to you
by Al Granger's Corral.
Unbelievable.
Stranding us at the station like common vagabonds.
Did you see those amazing women riding those horses?
One gave me this sash.
I need a strong cup of tea
and to burn this dress.
Aunt Cora, did you ever see my mom perform?
Oh, yes.
I'll never forget it.
She was amazing.
She did this incredible backflip off her horse.
(laughs): I believe my stomach did a backflip, too.
-Hyah. Watch yourself, ladies. -Wait.
Sir?
(weakly): A ride?
BOY: Need a ride?
Snips is the name.
And this noble steed is Señor Carrots,
-my business partner. -(brays)
Where to, ma'ams?
Thank you, no.
But if you could just point us in the direction
of the Prescott house...
I'll get you there in a jiffy for just a penny.
-All aboard. -No. No...
-Toot-toot. -Oh.
Next stop, Prescott house.
-(brays) -(grunting)
-O...kay. -(growls)
Here we are.
In a jiffy, as advertised.
Your destination just ahead.
-(grunts, brays) -That will be one penny.
-Okay. -GIRL: Snips.
-(gasps) Uh-oh. -You little thief.
You saw nothing.
-Enjoy your stay. Like the wind. -(braying)
You better stop harassing those nice people.
(Cora gasps)
(Snips yells)
(grunts): Huh?
SNIPS: Oh, no. Hey, stop.
Oh, my gosh.
You must be Lucky Prescott.
I like your hair and your dress.
-Oh, and your shoes. -LUCKY: Thanks.
I didn't know shoes could be cute.
Can I try them on?
Sorry about my brother.
I'm the one you oughta apologize to.
-Oh, um... -Hey, stop, not the hair.
Here.
I'm Abigail.
This is my best friend, Boomerang.
Say hello, Boom.
(deep voice): It's a pleasure to meet you, madame.
(deep voice): It's nice to meet you, too.
GRANGER (through megaphone): ...Abigail Stone.
Uh-oh. I'm up.
See you later.
Abigail. You can't leave me here.
-(pops) -Watch me.
LUCKY: Good luck out there.
-(laughing) -(sighs heavily)
I think that donkey ate part of my dress.
She was my age, and she was on this beautiful horse.
A-And did you know that horses could walk backwards?
It's, like, crazy.
(sighs) At last.
Civilization.
(sighs)
Jim?
Jim Prescott?
(sighs) Huh.
(singsongy): James Prescott Junior?
(grunts)
Jim!
-Whoops. -(metallic clang)
Cora?
(gasps) Oh.
(chuckles nervously) Jim.
(chuckles lightly)
Lucky.
(chuckles nervously)
(grunts)
I can't believe you guys are here.
How was the trip?
(low): I thought you guys were coming on the 20th.
It is the 20th.
-(Cora groans) -Oh, right.
Well, that explains it.
The house,
-(metallic clanging) -it's not...
I'm not ready.
-Oh, for goodness sake. -Uh...
Yeah. (clears throat)
Home sweet home.
(chuckles nervously)
Uh...
Mi casa es su casa.
Just step on over that one. Yeah, you can just...
-Sorry about the mess. -(metal clatters)
I bring my work home with me.
(chuckles nervously)
There is more, of course.
Uh, we eat there.
And, um... yeah, we, and we...
and the sleeping is upstairs.
Uh, I can show you your room.
Uh, watch your step.
Don't want those falling on any toes.
Solid iron.
You know, safer than the old strap rail tracks.
Much heavier.
Ah, the hazards of running a railroad.
Don't go near those boxes, Cora.
-Highly explosive. -(squeaking)
-Oh. -(chicken clucking)
(wood creaking)
So, uh...
this is your room.
-What do you think? -Ah. (chuckles nervously)
That's a lot of strawberries.
Oh. Um, hmm.
-(toy squeaks) -You like strawberries.
Right?
I do?
Oh, okay, well,
-y-you used to. -(toy squeaks)
Oh.
Huh.
Yep.
You were, uh, you were like this.
(chuckles)
But now, uh, uh, you're...
now you're like this.
-So, um... -CORA: Ah. Ah. A mouse.
-Well, uh... -CORA: He touched my foot.
-I'll let you unpack and get settled. -Shoo. Shoo.
Uh, where'd you get that?
Uh...
A woman at the rodeo gave it to me.
Oh.
Las Caballeras.
They used to ride with your mother.
Right. Yeah, they, they actually said
I look just like her.
(chuckles nervously)
Uh, well, um, make yourself comfortable.
There are, uh, extra sheets in the hall.
Uh, towels.
(chuckles, sighs)
Yeah.
You do, uh,
look just like her.
Yep.
R-Really glad you're here.
M-Missed y... missed you.
CORA: What's that smell?
-JIM: Uh, Cora? -(grunts)
CORA: It smells like old potatoes in here.
(Lucky sighs)
CORA: Whatever this used to be, it's gone bad.
(Lucky gasps)
(laughs softly)
(grunts)
(pants)
Oh.
(laughs softly)
* *
(thumps)
(wind blows)
* *
(wind blows)
(soft tinkling)
-(crowd cheering) -(Lucky laughs softly)
Mamá.
(laughs softly)
* *
-(horse neighing) -Huh?
(horse neighing in distance)
(birds chirping)
* *
(humming a happy tune)
(gasps, sighs)
Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim.
I'm gonna go explore.
Yeah.
It's probably safer outdoors.
-* * -(birds chirping)
(low chatter)
WALRUS: Look out, boys.
That's the craziest horse I've ever seen.
HORSESHOE: Whoa. Take it easy there, fella.
-WALRUS: Look out for the tail. -(men yelling)
HORSESHOE: Watch out, we got a biter.
HENDRICKS: Well, bite him back. Let's go.
HANDLEBAR: I think he's too much horse for you, Hendricks.
-HORSESHOE: You try keeping him still. -HENDRICKS: Dimwit.
-(Handlebar yelling) -HENDRICKS: Just step aside.
You're Lucky Prescott, right?
-Hi. -Pru Granger.
I know. I saw you at the rodeo.
You were amazing.
Thanks, but I totally messed up my rein-back.
I'll get it right for the festival at the end of summer.
-(horse neighing frantically) -(crashing)
-(men shouting) -Is that barn okay?
-HENDRICKS: Knuckleheads. -PRU: Should hold tight.
Some clowns rented the corral to break a wild horse
-they just brought in. -Break?
It's not as bad as it sounds.
(Horseshoe screams)
-(gasps) -Um, for the horse anyway.
CHEVRON: Ow. He bit my moustache.
-HORSESHOE: Ow! -HANDLEBAR: Fall back.
HORSESHOE: Look out! Hendricks, look out!
WALRUS: Whoa.
-(neighing) -Yee-haw!
You gonna be worth a lot of money.
(Hendricks grunting)
-(neighing) -Ha! Yee-haw!
Let's see what you're made of!
-Yeah! -(neighing frantically)
-Come on! -Stop! You're hurting him.
Oh, yeah. That is not right.
-Hold on. -HENDRICKS: Oh, yeah!
That's how you wanna play it? All right.
-Whoo. You kicking big now. -(whinnying)
-(snorts) -(Hendricks laughing)
(yelling)
(grunts)
-(groans) Ow. -HANDLEBAR: Hendricks, look out!
(huffing)
HENDRICKS: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
(weakly): You crazy horse.
-You're the one getting broken today, Hendricks! -Whew.
Yeah, we'll see about that!
Why hello there, princess.
HORSESHOE: Quick, get a rope on him.
See, I told you these horses right here,
-they dangerous. -HORSESHOE: Whoa.
Now you best just run along now.
-HANDLEBAR: Cut him off. -Now, who's the knucklehead
who didn't strap this saddle on right?
-It wasn't me. -It was him. -HENDRICKS: Bunch of dimwits.
-(Horseshoe screaming) -Dang, horse, you ever give up?
Hah!
-WALRUS: Rope him. -(whinnying)
-I got him. -Change of plans, boys.
Let's get this animal under control,
-(whinnying frantically) -shall we?
HORSESHOE: I got it. I got it.
(distressed neighing)
GRANGER: Hey! Whoa!
-Whoa! -(whinnying)
I don't know where you guys rode in from,
but in my corral, we treat horses with respect.
If you don't like it, you can just move along.
-Are we clear? -Yes, sir.
-We're absolutely clear. -Ooh, look out.
-Sure thing, boss. -(whinnying)
We didn't mean for it to get out of hand.
This mustang's just got
(chuckles) a, a lot of spirit.
All right, boys, let's-let's call it a day.
-(Chevron grunting) -Give this horse a rest.
(whinnying)
-We'll come back tomorrow. -(strained grunting)
(low): When he's nice and thirsty.
-(squeals, sputtering) -PRU: Ugh. Charming.
HENDRICKS: Boys, I'll have this beast ready for the workmill
-in no time. -PRU: Hmm.
And then we can have all the money we need.
CHEVRON: Did you see any Epsom salts in the barn?
Remember me? From the train?
(grunts)
(high-pitched whinnying)
(Lucky laughs)
You do have a lot of spirit.
(whinnying)
(snorting)
You want help filling that back up?
Oh, no way.
I wouldn't want you to get your dress dirty.
What? This thing?
(sputters lips) O-Okay, then.
Wait, wait, wait, let me get this straight.
The squirrel came down the stairs
in the middle of his campaign speech?
And landed on my father's face?
The Honorable James Prescott?
(hesitantly): Yeah, maybe?
That's the funniest thing I've ever heard.
(laughing)
-(laughter continues) -Yeah.
One, one minute he was all,
"The family motto is my campaign promise
-to you." -Wai-wai... Oh.
BOTH: "Prescotts never give up."
And then it j-it jumped on his face
-and he screamed. -(laughing)
-(cries out) -(gasps)
-(smacking lips) -Sorry, Aunt Cora.
-(laughing) -(pounding table)
(laughs nervously)
-Ugh. -(Jim and Lucky laugh)
Oh, uh, I think,
I think that was just overdue payback
for some food fights your Aunt Cora started
-back when I... -Oh, I have no idea
what you're talking about.
I think we've told enough stories for one night.
Don't you, Jim?
S... uh, so, L... uh, Lucky,
how-how-how was your first day exploring Miradero?
Great. I made some friends.
-(gasps) -Well,
I hope we'll be friends.
One's kind of shy, and he's a little wild.
-Wild? -What's his name?
Uh, uh, where, uh, where's he live?
His name is...
Spirit.
(chuckles): We met on the train.
Well, outside the train, technically.
You mean... that horse?
The one-the one in Al's corral?
No.
No, what?
You will not go near that horse again.
Ever.
But why?
It's not Spirit's fault Mom fell off a horse.
No, no. You don't-you don't know what you're talking about.
You stay away from that horse.
No horses.
I'm full.
-(running upstairs) -(sighs) Okay.
(crunching)
(rooster crowing)
(grunts)
(humming a happy tune)
-(running footsteps) -LUCKY: Mmm.
-Pancakes. -Breakfast.
My favorite.
Good morning.
-I'm not hungry. -Lucky.
If you're going out,
-you can run some errands. -Fine.
I'm gonna going to check on my guys at the station.
Maybe they'll have breakfast with me.
(groans)
PRU: Don't you know we got chores to do?
-Sleeping on the job again. -GRANGER: Don't you mind me.
-Oh. Wh-whoa. -Dad, look out.
-Oh, sorry. -Hey, Lucky.
Well, Lucky Prescott.
Oh. (laughs softly)
Where are you off to in such a gallop?
I was... I was just, um,
getting some groceries for Aunt Cora.
Well, you're a bit turned around.
-Grocers back that way. -Oh.
-Yes. Okay, thanks. -Bye, Lucky.
-I get to drive. -(both laugh)
Okay. But don't tell your mother.
(low): She'll have my hide.
-Gracias. -SHOP OWNER: !De nada!
WALRUS: So, what time does the midnight express come in?
HENDRICKS: Midnight, dummy.
And security's looser than my grandpappy's teeth.
Just the old man and his llama.
WALRUS: I hate llamas.
(whinnying)
Hey. Easy now.
-Easy. -(squeals)
It's all right, boy.
All this new stuff is kind of scary, huh?
I think we'll be okay.
Trust me.
-Hey, city girl. -(gasps)
-Whoa. -Hey, hey, hey.
Careful. This is a wild one.
-Yeah, he just startled me. -Uh, yeah.
That's because you startled him.
Uh, got it. Uh, sorry!
-(whinnies) -Oh.
(quietly): Sorry.
Just take it slow.
Horses can feel what you feel.
So, if you want him to trust you,
you've got to show him the three C's.
Calm, confidence
-and carrots. -(whinnies)
Well, you have fun.
See you later.
(Spirit snorts softly)
You hungry, bud?
-(sputters, snorts) -Yeah,
I don't like to eat when I'm mad either.
(laughs): Is that a potato?
Uh, why?
Would that be bad?
You might want to try something
-a little less potato-y. -(huffs, grunts)
Horses are finicky.
They've got a real sweet tooth.
Thanks. That is better than a potato.
I've got you covered, buddy.
-Don't you worry. -(whinnies)
-(crunching loudly) -(Lucky laughs nervously)
(laughs) Okay.
How about this one.
Spirit?
(snorts somberly)
ABIGAIL: It's okay.
You can't rush these things.
I spent a whole week singing to Boomerang
before he would let me ride him.
-Really? -Well,
Snips said that Boomerang only really let me ride him,
so that I would stop singing.
-(laughs) -But I mean...
Uh... I don't know.
Point is, it's, it's just...
These things take time.
Well, I have plenty of that.
See you later.
Oh, yes!
-(whinnying) -Ah, oh, no.
No.
Sorry.
(snorts)
(nickers)
Ah.
* *
* All this time *
* I thought I found my *
* Brightest day *
* My happy place *
* Then *
* Came *
* You... *
* I am strong on my own *
* I can brave any storm *
* There's no darkness I haven't walked through *
-* But as good as I've been * -CHEVRON: Gee whillikers.
-* All alone * -How'd he get loose?
* I still know that it's true *
* I'm better with you *
(explosive bang)
-* Ocean deep * -(coughing)
* That's how far my love goes *
What're you up to?
-* And I won't sleep * -Oh. (groans)
* Till I know all I can know *
* All *
* Down *
* To you... *
* I am strong on my own *
* I can brave any storm *
* There's no darkness I haven't walked through *
* But as good as I've been all alone *
* I still know that it's true *
* I'm better with you *
* *
* Better with you... *
(thunder rumbling in distance)
* Better with you... *
(thunder crashing)
* Better with you... *
* I am strong on my own *
* There's no darkness I haven't walked through *
* I've been good all alone *
* But I know it's true *
-ABIGAIL (laughs): Yes. -* I'm better *
* With you... *
(neighs)
-(laughing) -You did it.
(neighing)
* I'm better with you... *
(song fades)
(birds chirping)
Oh.
Good morning.
Could you pass me the strawberries?
(Cora and Jim laugh)
* I'm better with you *
JIM: Oh.
(Jim chuckles)
* *
* I'm better with you... *
Hola. Buen día.
WOMAN: Hola, Fortuna.
(Lucky humming a happy tune)
(snorts)
(grunts)
(huffing snort)
(sputters)
Easy, boy.
(huffing)
It's okay.
Oh.
(huffs)
Easy, boy.
Easy.
(whinnies)
Ah.
(huffing snort)
(sighs heavily)
(nickers)
(snorts)
(gasps)
(snorting)
* *
(nickers)
Oh, I've got something for you.
Whoa.
Not my whole hand.
(laughing)
It's okay. It's okay.
Easy, boy.
Easy.
(huffs)
(grunts)
(sputters)
(sniffing, snorts)
Hey. (giggles)
(sputters)
(Spirit grunts)
(Lucky grunts)
-(whinnies) -(grunts)
All right, so that's how it's gonna be?
(laughs)
Let's try this again.
-(huffs) -(laughing)
Okay, boy, here we go.
-Hey there. -(whinnying)
Ow.
-Whatcha doin'? -Ugh.
Snips, I almost had it.
Want some advice?
Is it gonna cost me a penny?
(snort softly)
LUCKY: You sure about this?
SNIPS: Easy peasy.
It's how I first learned to walk.
My dad held the carrot,
and I followed him around the corral.
Wait a second.
-(crunching) -Hey, what's that?
(brays angrily)
(grunting)
(sputters)
-(Snips grunting) -Easy, boy.
(grunts)
-(grunts) Whoa! -(whinnies)
SNIPS: Uh-oh.
-(grunts) -(whinnying)
-(grunts) -Watch it.
Oh, that's not good.
LUCKY: Please, no!
Ride like the wind, Señor Carrots.
(braying)
(grunts)
Easy, boy, easy.
Slow down a little, please?
(whinnies)
Oh! That's not what I meant.
-Whoa. Whoa. -(whinnying gruffly)
-Careful. Careful! -(whinnies)
LUCKY: Whoa.
Wow, you really went for it.
-Whoa. -Good for you!
How do you stop?!
PRU: She needs help. Come on.
She looks like fun.
Crazy, but fun.
I said to her, "No, it's not happening.
(straining): And I had... I laid down the law.
-Mm-hmm. (chuckles) -I put my foot down.
Daughters. Terrifying.
You gotta earn their trust, a little at a time.
Two steps forward,
50 steps back.
Well, as long as none of those steps are in your corral.
(Granger chuckles)
She is her mother's daughter.
I'll keep an eye on her.
And those wranglers.
Something about that Hendricks is familiar.
-Hey! -(brays)
Ugh. Snips.
You know that wild horse you got in the corral?
Yeah. What about it?
Well,
there was this gust of wind,
and the gate flew open,
which I had nothing to do with.
And then,
Lucky fell onto the horse,
and they took off towards the canyon.
-What?! -That's not good.
-* * -(gasping)
Whoa.
(grunts)
(Spirit whinnying)
ABIGAIL: Yah!
-Come on, let's go, girl. -Come on, let's go, Boom.
PRU: Go, go, go.
(gasps): Whoa.
(Boomerang whinnying)
LUCKY (breathlessly): Hold on. Wait.
We have to turn back!
Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.
-(grunting) -(whinnies)
ABIGAIL: Good thing her name's Lucky.
PRU: Well, is her middle name Irony?
Lucky, sit up and hold on with your legs.
ABIGAIL: Or just hang on.
And whatever you do, don't look down.
(panting)
Too late.
(whimpers): No. Just slow down.
-(whinnying) -Please?
Spirit, you have to stop! Whoa.
(gasps)
ABIGAIL: You're getting so many carrots later, bud.
-Let's go, come on. -Hi.
Let's do the two-hand pickup.
The what now?
Just grab a hand on the count of two.
-One, two! -Two! -(cries out)
(gasps)
-Jump! -Jump!
(gasping)
-LUCKY: Whoa. -(horses nickering)
-(Spirit whinnies) -(pebbles falling)
(all panting)
-I just rode a horse. -Whew.
I almost died, but I just rode a horse.
Around here, we call that "hanging on for dear life."
Hey, but it's a start.
-You're a natural. -(approaching hoofbeats)
GRANGER: There they are.
JIM: Lucky. Lucky.
-Lucky, are you okay? -(Lucky laughing)
-You okay? Fingers, toes, face. -Did you see me?
-Everything's okay. Okay. -It was amazing.
-You're okay. I'm okay. -We were going so fast...
-She's okay. She's okay, Al. -I can see that.
-Whole girl here. -...and it was a little scary,
-Under control. -but mostly exciting, and then...
Lucky, you are lucky you didn't get yourself killed.
I know, but I was just gonna ride him
in the corral and then...
You shouldn't have been anywhere near that horse.
GRANGER: Come on, troublemakers.
* *
I ask for one thing. One.
-It was an accident. -You don't listen.
-But... -You don't listen.
That horse doesn't belong to you.
He doesn't belong to those wranglers either.
They're mistreating him, and you don't even care.
This isn't the city.
Around here we have different rules.
-Ooh. -Well, you should change your rules.
And by the way, you can't just come back into my life
and tell me what to do.
You're going back to your grandfather's.
-You'll be safe there. -What?
That's not fair.
I'm getting you two on the next train.
I thought Prescotts never give up.
But you're giving up on me, again.
I'm trying to keep you safe.
Sorry to be such a burden.
(door slams shut)
(grunts in frustration)
Well, just be thankful nothing's on fire.
(sighs)
(grunting)
(inhales deeply)
-(distant whinnying) -(gasps)
* *
(wind blows)
(soft tinkling)
* *
(crowd applauds and cheers)
(distant whinnying)
CORA: Maybe Father was wrong taking Lucky from you.
JIM: No, he was right.
I couldn't keep her mother safe,
how was I supposed to keep her safe?
What happened to Milagro was an accident.
You said yourself she'd done that trick
a hundred times before, with her eyes closed.
Ugh. (scoffs)
-But she's so reckless. -(chords plays)
Well, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
She-she's just not safe here.
-(gasps) -Sometimes, you have to take a risk, Jim.
I did that already.
And that didn't work out.
(distant whinnying)
Jim, I've done everything I can for Lucky.
What she needs now more than anything is her father.
She needs you.
I couldn't bear it if anything happened to her.
(sighs heavily)
Cora, I don't know what I'm doing.
* *
(snoring)
(wolf howling)
-(distant whinnying) -(gasps)
* *
(soft fluttering)
(gasps)
(laughs softly)
(giggles)
-(distant whinnying) -(gasps)
* *
(insects chirring)
(leaves rustling)
(distant whinnying)
* *
(grunts)
Whoa.
(panting)
(animals chittering)
-(wolf howling) -(gasps)
(low growling)
(gasps)
(soft fluttering)
(sighs heavily)
Ooh.
(distant whinnying)
(gasps)
* *
(wind blows)
(soft fluttering)
Wow.
(gasps)
(sighs) Spirit.
(neighs sharply)
Oh.
(snorts softly)
Hey, boy.
I knew I'd see you again.
(laughing) Hey.
(soft snorting)
* *
(horse whinnying)
Wow.
Your family.
(snorting, whinnying)
(whinnying loudly)
-(whinnies softly) -(snorting)
(breathes deeply)
-(snorts softly) -(whinnies)
-(sniffing) -Don't worry.
It's okay.
(laughs softly)
-(Lucky chuckles) -(neighs angrily)
Oh, I hope I brought enough.
Here.
* *
-(laughing) -(whinnying)
-Oh. -(nickers softly)
I have one just your size.
-(whinnies softly) -Don't be shy.
(whinnies excitedly)
(sputters)
(Lucky gasps, chuckles)
Hello, little brave one.
(whinnying)
-(distant whinnying) -(Spirit snorting)
-What's wrong? -(whinnies gruffly)
* *
HENDRICKS: All right, boys, let's round 'em up!
(neighing harshly)
Now, I told you boys we'd get the rest of 'em!
Leave them alone!
-CHEVRON: Hyah. -WALRUS: You take that one.
-Hyah! -(grunts hoarsely)
-No! -Yee-haw.
All of them. Every single one.
You got it, boss. (yells)
(groans)
(grunts angrily)
The stallion's mine.
-Hyah. -Spirit!
CHEVRON: Watch out on your left.
-I-I mean, on your right. -(gasps)
(train wheels screeching loudly)
HENDRICKS: Hurry up now, come on.
-Let's load 'em up. -Whoo-hoo! -Yeah.
Why, have a nice ride, ladies.
-(panicked whinnying) -Go on, get in there.
LUCKY (panting): You can't do this!
HENDRICKS: Ain't no first class on this train.
-(rope whips) -(Horseshoe yells)
-HORSESHOE: Wai... Oh, oh! -(whinnying)
(grunting)
HENDRICKS: Yeah, I got you now, boy.
-LUCKY: Stop. -Ow.
-Those horses aren't yours. -These horses
are none of your business!
-(grunts) -But thank you
for leading me straight to 'em.
-(snorts) -Watch out for that stallion!
(Hendricks gasps, groans)
(whinnying frantically)
CHEVRON: Hendricks!
We got to go if we're gonna make that boat.
(steam hissing)
Change of plans, boys.
The crazy one stays here.
Get off me.
-(whinnying) -Hurry it up. Let's go.
-(laughing) -Whoo-hoo.
Whoo-hoo!
Spirit, wait.
Spirit.
(panting)
(rooster crowing)
(sighs)
(whimpers)
-(neighs) -(gasps)
-Spirit. -(whinnies)
(snorts)
-We can't do this alone. -(whinnies)
(gasps, laughs)
All right, boy.
Let's go get help.
Whoa. Whoa-oh-oh.
* *
(rooster crows in distance)
-(Lucky panting) -(Pru gasps)
Pru, I need your help.
(nickers quietly)
So, you want us to get on our horses,
ride all night to stop a speeding train,
take down a band of dirty ol' thieves,
and release a herd of wild horses?
Yeah, maybe.
Lucky, that's crazy.
But if we don't try, Spirit's herd is gone forever.
You know what they do to horses up north?
They work them to death.
(coughs)
Okay, let me show you exactly how impossible it is.
Hendricks and his men are headed for a boat
up here at the docks on a speeding train.
And we're down here with horses.
It's too far.
What if we take a shortcut
over this big, pointy thingy?
PRU: That big pointy thing is Heck Mountain.
-It's impossible to cross on horseback. -(hawk screeches)
That's a full day and most of the night's ride.
And even if by some miracle
-we did make it, -(grunts, smacks lips)
how are we supposed to get the horses
-off of a moving train? -Hmm.
If a train traveling at 25 miles an hour
has to stop every 100 miles...
Aunt Cora was right-- I do need to know this.
Uh... what now?
The train has to stop to refill water along the way.
If we cut over the mountain,
we can beat the train to this water depot at...
(mutters)
Noon tomorrow.
Whoa, what's the Ridge of Regret?
-You don't want to know. -(guitar strumming rapidly)
-From what I hear, -(Chica Linda yelps)
there's a lot of dangers
-lurking around those parts. -(strums guitar)
-Dangers... -(snorts softly)
that only those with good fortune
-return from. -(strums guitar)
LUCKY: Return from?
I've heard tales.
The most treacherous and merciless creatures
hiding in the shadows.
Creatures you wouldn't believe.
There is a moose, and he's a-waitin'.
But he doesn't know what he's waitin' for.
(bellowing)
Uh, how is she...?
And they say at the bottom of a bridge
is a shifty fox,
who is just sitting there being shifty.
And then, there's a possum
that just hangs out,
lighting matches.
(laughing maniacally)
(gasps) Whoa.
Abigail, not near the map.
I think what Abigail is trying to say is,
it's way too dangerous.
If you're not gonna help me,
Spirit and I will be fine on our own.
(sighs)
You know, Pru, you're right.
We would never be able to save
those poor, innocent,
beautiful horses.
-I smell rulebreaking. -(braying)
(pops)
-Uh-oh. -(brays)
-(Lucky grunting) -(Spirit neighs)
-ABIGAIL: Hey, Lucky. Wait up. -PRU: Uh, Lucky.
-Lucky, wait for us. -Wait for us.
-You changed your mind. -PRU: No.
I still think this is a terrible idea.
But?
But...
this is Miradero.
Out here, we stick together.
-Thanks, guys. Whoa. -(whinnies)
You can thank us after we make it over that big, pointy thing.
-ABIGAIL: Heck Mountain. -(hawk screeching)
We better hurry up if we want to make it
to the water depot before noon tomorrow.
-Whoa. Easy, boy. -PRU: Okay.
Keep your heels down,
-shoulders back, -(Spirit neighs)
eyes where you want him to go.
Yeah, but, like, not so...
(roars)
You're liable to cramp.
-I know, I know. -(whinnies)
LUCKY: Hold on, Spirit. Careful.
-Careful! Whoa. (chuckles) -When you trust yourself,
your horse will, too.
-He'll know exactly what you're thinking. -Whoa.
Then you'll be joined up.
"Joined Up," that's my favorite trail song.
(groans)
* When the trail gets rough *
* I've got my pal and that's enough *
-* Join up, join up * -(gasping)
Mm-hmm.
* It's easier than ever *
* When we do things together *
* Join up, join up *
* Heels down in the saddle with my very best friend *
* Nothing beats having someone you can trust to the end *
-(coughs) -Whoa.
* Just listen to each other and together make it through *
* We join up, join up *
(whistling tune)
ABIGAIL: We all heard about that time
that you liberated a monkey from the zoo.
PRU: The birthday that flooded.
ABIGAIL: Or the time you "accidentally"
locked the math tutor in the closet
and couldn't get him out.
-I did get in trouble for that one. -(Abigail and Pru laugh)
He really talks about me that much?
Sometimes my dad pretends he has to go to the bathroom
just to get your dad to stop talking about you.
-(distant bellowing) -See?
I told you there was a moose waiting.
(laughter)
PRU: Here it is.
We cross this bridge, and then it's a straight shot
up the mountain to the water depot.
LUCKY: Is it supposed to move that much?
PRU: It's fine.
Suspension bridges are built to support incredible weights.
-(gasping) -(bridge crashing)
-ABIGAIL: Gulp. -LUCKY: Oh. (chuckles)
ABIGAIL (echoing): Now what?
Now I decide not to die falling into a canyon,
but instead, go home and have my dad kill me
for even attempting this.
-And just give up? -(sighs)
I'm sorry, Lucky.
We tried. We really did.
But we don't have a choice.
No, give me a minute.
I'll figure out a different way.
-ABIGAIL: Take your time. -What? -What?
Boomerang and I'll just wait over here.
BOTH: What?
-How did she...? -What?
The great Pru Granger can't handle a little jump?
I can, but we can't.
I can do it. (gasps)
I don't know if this is a good id...
-(Spirit neighing) -Whoa! Lucky, wait!
Okay, um, I guess we're doing this.
All right, don't look down, don't pull back,
and just trust him.
LUCKY: Whoa!
-(gasping) -(neighing)
(Lucky shouts)
-Lucky! -(screaming)
ABIGAIL: Lucky!
(grunting)
Uh, have you seen Lucky?
-(grunts) -I feel horrible about last night.
I'm sure she's just blowing off some steam. (grunts)
-Just give her some time. -I was, uh, looking for this.
I'm sure she's perfectly fine wherever she is.
PRU: Lucky!
ABIGAIL: Lucky! Are you dead?
(pants) A little.
I could really use that possum lighting matches.
(Spirit snorts)
I'm sorry, boy.
I should have trusted you.
PRU: Lucky, just follow our voices.
ABIGAIL: What should I say?
PRU: Where are all your weird, random stories
when we need them?
ABIGAIL: I don't do well under pressure.
-Easy, boy. -I know.
I'll sing you a song!
* Well... *
Intermission.
(snorts)
That's it. Leg on.
-Come on, Spirit. -Yes, you've got it.
(neighs)
Just trust and move with him.
LUCKY: Okay, we got this.
-Breathe. -You've got to loosen up.
I said "loosen"!
Easy there.
-Easy, boy. -You're doing great.
We're gonna make it.
-She's got it. -I thought she was a goner.
We never doubted you!
PRU: (laughs) Yes! You got it.
ABIGAIL: Good, good.
-Yes! -(Pru whoops, laughs)
-Yes! -(horses neigh)
(Lucky chuckles)
I told you we'd find a different way.
I'd call that different.
Yeah, but now we're too far down the canyon
and don't have time to backtrack.
Well, let's go up so we can get a better view of where we are.
PRU: Whew. That was the scariest thing
-I have ever seen. -ABIGAIL: Oh, yeah. (chuckles)
Nothing can be scarier than that.
Uh... I'm guessing this is the Ridge of Regret.
(echoing): ...Regret.
ABIGAIL: Oh, I regret it already.
(gasps) Chica Linda, careful, girl.
(Lucky gasps, shudders)
LUCKY: Okay.
Where are you guys with all that great advice now?
(neighing)
-Whoa! -Lucky! -(gasps)
PRU: Lucky!
(Lucky gasps)
* *
(gasping)
(grunts softly)
(neighs)
MILAGRO: Be fearless, Fortuna.
(sighs)
* Listen to the wind roar *
* See the mighty eagle soar *
* Feel the sun on your face *
* Trust that you will find your way *
* And when the night *
(sighs)
* Is cold and dark *
Here we go.
* Know that you have fire in your heart *
(sighs)
-* Be strong * -Okay.
* Be brave *
* Let courage lead the way *
* Stand tall *
* And know who you are *
* Wild heart, wild soul *
-* Roam free to the unknown * -(Pru whimpers)
* And know that you have everything you need *
* To be fearless *
* Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh *
* Fearless *
* Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah, ah. *
(laughs)
-Oh, I love you, ground! -Oh, yes!
So solid, so supportive,
-so reassuring. -(laughs)
I can't believe we just did that!
(Abigail whooping)
If we can do that, we can do anything.
We'll get your family back, Spirit.
-I know it. -ABIGAIL: Good job, Boomerang.
Only Lucky Prescott would finally join up with her horse
on the Ridge of Regret.
I couldn't have done it without you guys.
Look, the water tower!
LUCKY: (gasps) I can't believe it.
We made it!
We can camp at that overlook.
When the train comes at noon, we'll see it for miles.
Okay, but I'm walking the rest of the way.
Pru, you have a pretty good voice.
-We should start a band. -Nope.
Tomorrow we face our destiny,
-but tonight we feast! -(animals howling in distance)
-(laughs) -(whoops) Yes.
I am starving.
(laughing)
-What? -Oh, do I have marshmallow on my face?
(laughing): Well, yes, but that's not it.
We crossed the Ridge of Regret.
Us! (laughing)
Yeah, we did the impossible.
That was crazy.
We made bad choices.
(laughter)
And tomorrow, we're gonna take on
a bunch of dangerous bandits.
(laughter continues)
It's not funny.
I know.
-(gasps) -(laughter stops)
Are we insane?
-(frog croaks) -(laughter)
Boomerang P. Stubbles!
-Get out of there. -LUCKY: Stop.
(laughter continues)
PRU: You can see all the stars in the universe from here.
ABIGAIL: (gasps) Oh, I forgot.
I made us something.
-Aw. Abigail. -When did you have the time?
There's always time for friendship-based crafting.
P-A--
No. Wait.
Pru, Abigail and Lucky.
-We're PALs! -LUCKY: Aw.
I'm never going to take this off.
-Pru, you big softy. -Aw, okay, um, cut it out.
-I knew you liked me. -Cut it out.
-Never. Never. -You're getting marshmallow on me.
* When the trail gets rough *
-* I got my pals and that's enough * -(chuckling)
* Join up *
-(gasps, giggles) -* Join up *
ALL: * It's easier than ever *
* When we do things together *
-* Join up * -(Boomerang neighing softly)
* Join up *
* Heels down in the saddle with my very best friend *
* Nothing beats having someone I can trust to the end! *
-(laughter) -(animals howling in distance)
ABIGAIL: Hush! Do you hear that?
It's the shifty fox.
(gasps) And his family.
(whistling tune)
Um, Snips?
-Oh, hello, Mr. Granger. -(braying)
Information hot off the press?
For just a penny.
Lucky?
* *
Jim? Jim!
Ji-- Whoa!
What's with all the berries?
I told myself I was keeping her safe by sending her away.
You can tell me all about it on the way.
But who-who was I really trying to protect?
Yes, protect them.
We need to do that. As in, right now.
All those years lost.
I never should've let her go.
Y-Yeah. "Go" is the word of the day.
As in, the girls are gone.
-(gasps) -What?
So now we have to do whatever this is later.
-Gone where? -They're headed over Heck Mountain
to save a herd of wild horses,
and I'm afraid those rustlers stole the train.
Lucky is riding over Heck Mountain?!
On a horse?!
What the heck is Heck Mountain?!
Wh-Why are we sitting around here talking?!
Did you catch the part about the train?
-I am the train. -(groans)
* *
-Whoa. -(gasps)
She's the fastest train ever built.
I-I had some spare parts.
Let's go get our girl.
* *
(neighs)
All right, remember the plan.
First, we're gonna get to the water depot.
Then we're gonna bring the reign of righteous retribution!
Yah!
-ABIGAIL: Let's go! -PRU: We got this!
* *
-Yah! -Let's go! -Come on, Chica!
-(whoops) -Faster!
-(whoops) -Huh?
Hey, little princ... (grunts)
Ha-ha!
-Ha! -(brakes squealing)
Go, go, go!
(panting)
-(grunting) -Come on!
On three.
-One, two, three! -(screams)
-(grunts) -(whoops)
(horses neighing)
* *
Yeah! (laughs)
(sleepily): I'll show you.
-(train whistle blowing) -Huh?
-(gasps) -HORSESHOE: You seeing what I'm seeing?
-Spirit? Spirit! -HANDLEBAR: Well, what do you know?
-The train's too early! -Where'd you come from?
-Abigail. Pru. Wake up. -Everybody, look who came back!
-Let's go! -(groans) What?
Huh?
(men chattering and laughing in distance)
-Train! -Oh, no. Wake up, Chica.
ABIGAIL: Pru, come on, let's go!
(grunting) Stop!
Well, this must be my lucky day.
HORSESHOE: Get a rope on that horse!
(horses neighing)
(distressed neighing)
-We got it. -Thanks for the new tattoo.
Now I get to return the favor.
-(chuckles) -HANDLEBAR: Calm down, calm down.
No! Don't touch him!
Don't get in there, Spirit, please!
-HENDRICKS: Load him up! -ABIGAIL: Come on, faster!
PRU: Two-hand pickup.
PRU and ABIGAIL: Lucky.
(grunting)
Go, go!
Hyah! Hold him tight.
-Yah! -(neighing) -No, stop!
Just get him in there!
Oh, come on, hurry.
(neighing)
Hurry it up now.
(train whistle blows)
(neighs)
LUCKY: Hurry, hurry.
PRU: Faster, girl, faster.
Just get a bit closer. I can jump.
-Okay. Great idea. -No! What?
Bad idea!
-Pick it up, Boom. -Ready?
-(neighing) -(grunts)
HORSESHOE: Yee-haw!
No!
Spirit!
(snorting, grunting)
(neighing)
Yeah.
Enjoy the sunrise, boys.
It's the last one in this country.
We're almost home free.
(horses neighing)
You know, once, I was playing checkers,
and I lost all my pieces.
All of my pieces, and I still won the game.
Um, I think what Abigail is trying to say is
the Lucky we know would never let anything stop her.
Until Spirit gets on that boat, we still have a chance.
We'll never know if we don't try.
We are the PALs, aren't we?
What do you say, Prescott?
* *
(train chugging rapidly)
(whistle blowing)
HENDRICKS: Right this way, ladies.
-Don't trip on your way up. -I don't know about you,
but I can't wait till I feel that
-cold, hard cash in my hands. -Welcome to your new homes.
WALRUS: I'm already sick from all the steaks I'm gonna eat.
SAILOR: Mr. Hendricks! Captain says he's ready to go!
Let's hurry up and get out of here.
Ha! Ha! Get up there! Come on!
(distressed neighing)
There they are.
LUCKY: Where's Spirit?
He's in the green car.
-Go. -Yah! -Yah!
-(neighing, banging) -Geez.
What do they have in there, a rhinoceros?
(laughs)
(distressed neighing)
-Here you go. -Hey! Let's go, let's go, let's go!
Okay. Steady.
(grunts, pants)
Cover me.
-This is the last one. -(banging, men shout)
(gasps)
(neighing)
Hey, bud.
PRU: Chica Linda, let's go.
-Coming through! -Whoa!
ABIGAIL: Go, Boomerang, go!
(men grunting)
Hyah! Yah!
CHEVRON (in distance): Hendricks!
Doesn't that girl ever give up?
Get rid of her!
(men shouting, grunting)
HENDRICKS: Hurry up, birdbrains.
LUCKY: No.
(horn blows)
(neighing)
Aw, would you look at that?
Breaks my heart, you come so far for nothing.
Kind of brings a tear to my eye.
(laughter)
HORSESHOE: You're hilarious, boss.
HENDRICKS: (whoops) That's a lot of money.
(laughter, whooping)
Yah!
Hold it right there!
-Yes, sir. -(screams, grunts)
-Oh, no, you don't. -Oh, no, you don't.
-My six-year-old brother moves faster than you. -Hey.
-Nice night for a swim. -(men gasping) -Watch it.
-(men scream) -(water splashes)
He smells better, too.
Um, Abigail?
-Oh, she's crazy. -Nuttier than a road apple.
Is she thinking what I think she's thinking?
I think so.
(neighs)
(horses neighing in distance)
All right. You ready?
(brakes squealing)
-Oh. -Oh.
-Lucky? -Lucky! -That's not good.
-Oh. Oh, no. -Lucky!
Lucky!
Oh, I can't look.
(neighs)
-Hyah! -(neighs)
* *
(gasps)
Huh?
(grunts)
(laughs)
-(whoops, laughs) -You think she'd teach me how to do that?
I told you she was fun.
-(Cora and Jim sighing) -(Granger laughing)
-(ship horn blows) -Hey!
-CORA: Lucky! -(Jim gasps)
Cora, by any chance, you pack your bathing costume?
Oh, my.
Jim.
HENDRICKS: Let's go, turtle legs!
HORSESHOE: Come on, let's get her.
(exhales sharply)
Find the girl.
-Find her! -(neighs)
(horses neighing)
All right, devil horse.
Nice and easy.
Yeah, I'm gonna teach you some manners!
(neighing)
You're not going anywhere.
(grunting)
(bell dings)
(horses neighing)
(panting) Whoa!
(yells)
(bell dings)
(horses neighing)
(grunting)
(Chevron laughing)
-Looking for something? -Oh.
(chuckles) Attagirl.
(grunting)
(horses neighing)
(yelling)
(bell dings)
(snorting)
I don't get paid enough for this!
(descending scream)
Nice and easy.
You're not going anywhere, boy.
(distressed neighing)
(Hendricks grunts)
(distressed neighing)
Time to tango.
-Stop! Stop! -Ah.
-Why you got to be such a pest? -Spirit.
Easy, boy, easy.
-I'm here, boy. Easy. -(neighing)
Now, you swim along home now, girl.
You first.
-Hyah! -(neighs) -(Hendricks chuckles)
Come and get me.
No, no, no, wait, wait, wait, wait!
-Hyah! -Oh!
(water splashes)
(horses neighing)
Oh.
No. No, no, no, no, no! (screams)
-(water splashes) -Easy now, Spirit.
It's all right, boy.
Trust me.
JIM: Cora, keep rowing.
No, keep rowing, Cora. Keep rowing.
-Lucky? Lucky, no! -We're over here!
Lucky!
-Lucky, no! -No! Oh, no!
(horses neighing)
(gasps, coughs)
Spirit!
Lucky! Where is she?
-Lucky? -LUCKY: Spirit!
-(neighing) -JIM: Lucky!
(horses neighing)
Quick! Grab him!
(neighing continues)
Spirit, where are you?
(coughs, gasps)
(both gasping)
I got you, Lucky.
-I won't let you go. -(coughs)
(Lucky chuckles)
-(gasps) Boomerang! -(distressed neighing)
-Where do you think you're going? -I got him.
GRANGER: Heads up, boys.
(men grunt)
Dad!
-Oh, Dad. -Uh-oh.
Nice knowing ya.
-Where's he at? -(men scream)
-I'm grounded, aren't I? -Yep, for life.
And your parents want a word with you, too, young lady.
-(Abigail groans) -Ugh.
-(horses neighing) -ABIGAIL: Oh, my goodness!
(Pru and Abigail whooping, laughing)
-Nice one, Lucky! Yeah! -Yeah! Lucky, you did it!
(grunts)
Somebody's luck just ran out.
-(sharp thud) -Yes. Yours.
(groans): Ah.
Hey!
-Go! -(Hendricks grunting)
(Abigail and Pru laughing, whooping)
(coughing)
Let-let me go!
(laughs) Good job, little guy.
GRANGER: Pru, give me a hand.
-Lucky... -I know.
I broke the rules.
Your one rule.
I'm sorry.
No, no, no.
Lucky, I'm sorry.
I should've known how far you'd go to save Spirit.
Your mom would've done the same thing.
I am so proud of you.
Now go finish what you started.
-(horses neighing) -You're also a Prescott.
And Prescotts never give up.
-Whoa. -Thanks, Dad.
* *
-(sniffles) -(Walrus coughing)
Nice rowing, Cora.
(whoops) You got quite an arm.
-(Cora laughs) -(Lucky chuckles)
You take good care of her.
-(Hendricks grunts, groans) -Kids these days.
They grow up so fast.
-(chuckles) -Be careful out there.
Be back for dinner tomorrow.
And no ridiculously dangerous shortcuts.
(chuckles) Can't make any promises.
-GRANGER: I heard that. -(girls laughing)
("Ragged Wood" by Fleet Foxes playing)
-Let's ride! -(horses neighing)
-(whooping) Let's go! -Yeah, let's go!
-(whoops) -(laughs)
-Yeah! -We did it!
(laughing)
-* Spring is upon us * -(hawk screeches)
* Follow my ornate song *
(whooping, laughing)
* Settle down with me by the fire... *
Whoa.
(chuckles): I almost died.
Eyes on the road, Abigail.
(laughs)
* Back on your own now *
(whoops)
(horses neighing)
* You should come back home *
* Back on your own now. *
(song ends)
(neighs)
ABIGAIL: Wow.
Look at this place.
This is it.
Nothing but wilderness for miles.
(sighs)
* *
Well, Spirit...
I guess it's time for me to go.
(snorts softly)
(neighs, snorts)
Your herd needs you.
(sighs)
* *
(snorts softly)
-(neighs softly) -(laughs)
(sighs)
(whinnying)
* *
(neighs softly)
(sighs)
(nickers)
(sighs)
I'm sorry, boy.
But I-I can't go with you.
My herd needs me, too.
(sighs)
(neighs softly)
(neighs)
(gasps)
(neighs, snorts softly)
Stay fearless, brave one.
-(whinnies) -(Spirit snorts)
(whinnying)
(horses neighing)
Bye, Mama.
Take care of the little one.
(horses neighing)
(neighing continues)
(snorts softly)
-* * -(galloping hoofbeats)
(neighing continues)
(sighs)
(sniffles)
* *
CORA: I told you the summer would be over
before you knew it.
We'll come to visit more now.
At the holidays, and next summer.
And there's still the big festival tonight.
-(sighs) -Hmm, your father's probably wondering
what's taking us so long.
Now, which one of these says Miradero Festival?
Uh...
Hmm.
I see your point.
(wind blowing)
-(crowd chatter) -(bell ringing)
SNIPS: Ice cream. Get your ice cream.
One penny.
Hey, you're eating all the inventory.
-Dad? Over here. -Hey. Señor Carrots.
(crowd cheering and whistling)
(chuckles)
-SNIPS: Wait for me. -Your mother's dress.
SNIPS: I can't run that fast.
-It suits you. -(llama bellows)
(spits)
(low): I had to take it in a little bit.
May I offer you a hand there, señorita?
(laughs) Oh. I never.
Care to make an exception?
-Oh, well... -(laughing)
JIM: This was your mother's favorite place.
What was she like?
Well, she was crazy about strawberries.
-Just like you -SNIPS: We had a deal.
-Um... -We each get half!
-she was a wild soul. -(Señor Carrots braying)
And the bravest person that I ever met.
Until you. (laughs softly)
There's no way I can tell you everything about your mom
before you go home.
Unless, I mean, you stay.
(laughs nervously)
I am home.
(Jim and Lucky laughing)
Yes, you are.
-(Granger groans) -PRU: Come on, Daddy.
You're doing great.
I think my horse is a better dancer.
-PRU: Step, step, clap. -(Cora laughing)
JIM: Uh, excuse me, hey, everybody, everybody.
-Huh? -Uh, I have an important announcement
-(laughs nervously) -about my daughter.
-What are you doing? -She's staying!
-(cheering) -This song's for you, Lucky.
-(laughs) -Your mother sang it
much sweeter than I ever could,
-but welcome home. -(guitar strumming)
(clears throat)
-* L-Listen to the wind roar * -(crowd murmuring)
(clears throat) * See the mighty *
(voice cracking): * Eagle soar *
Mr. Lucky's dad is a really bad singer.
-(brays) -!Que horrible!
-Take me closer. -* Trust that you will *
-Okay, last stop. -* Find your way *
We should start a band.
Nope.
* Be strong, be brave *
* Let courage lead the way *
-If you're staying... -* Stand tall *
then so am I. (laughs)
* And know who you are... *
-* Wild heart, wild soul * -(cheering)
* Roam free to the unknown... *
* And know that you have everything you need *
-(laughs) -Hey, Prescott.
-* To be fearless. * -You're staying in Miradero.
-PALs forever. -Yes.
-MAN: Come on, guys. -Oh, my God, that's Lucky.
(laughing)
If you're staying, you're gonna need a horse.
Whoo!
(neighing)
("You Belong" by Becky G plays)
(neighing)
* Go, be on your way *
* Beyond the world you know *
* Though the road is broke and hard *
* Hope you keep on keeping on *
* It won't be long until you find where you belong *
* Hey, hey, hey *
* Ho, ho, ho *
* You're gonna find *
* Where you belong *
* Hey, hey, hey *
* Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho *
* It won't be long until you find where you belong *
* Wild *
* You're wild and free *
* Flying *
* Where fear and faith collide *
* Wherever you run to I will be *
* Yeah, yeah *
* Just know *
* I'm always by your side *
* Mm-hmm *
* Oh, the winds of change *
* Are blowing strange and strong *
* Go, be on your way *
* Beyond the world you know *
* Though the road is broke and hard *
* Hope you keep on keeping on *
* It won't be long until you find where you belong *
* Hey, hey, hey *
* Ho, ho, ho *
* You're gonna find *
* Where you belong *
* Hey, hey, hey *
* Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho *
* Won't be long until you find where you belong *
* Though the road was broke and hard *
* Was hoping you kept keeping on *
* Always know that you are right where you belong. *
("Fearless (Valiente duet)" plays)
(vocalizing)
(Isabela Merced and Eiza González singing Spanish)
(Spanish singing continues)
* Be strong, be brave *
* Let courage lead the way *
* Stand tall *
* And know who you are *
* Wild heart, wild soul *
* Roam free to the unknown... *
* And know that you have everything you need *
* To be fearless *
* Fearless *
(singing in Spanish)
* Be strong, be brave *
* Let courage lead the way *
* Stand tall *
* And know who you are *
* Wild heart, wild soul *
* Roam free to the unknown... *
* And know that you have everything you need *
(singing Spanish)
* Be strong, be brave *
* Let courage lead the way *
* Stand tall *
* And know who you are *
* Know who you are *
* Wild heart, wild soul *
* Roam free to the unknown *
* And know that you have everything you need *
(singing Spanish)
* Fearless. *
(song ends)
* *
(song ends)