Windstorm 3 (Ostwind 3 - Aufbruch nach Ora)

WINDSTORM AND THE WILD HORSES

Hello!

Are you asleep?

- She isn't really asleep? - No! Of course not.

She...

She's just thinking.

- Mika! - What? Who? Where?

I paid for the full package, came all this way

to find out what's wrong with my horse, and now?

This! Hah!

Your horse is fine. The problem is you.

Yeah, like I need to hear that sort of thing!

Come on, Empedocles. We're leaving. Right! Walk on!

We... are... walking...

for... wards.

Forwards!

- You see how he ignores me? You see? - Yes.

- Yes, because you do the same to him. - What?

Outrageous!

At Kaltenbach we allow our horses a great deal of freedom.

By that I mean that we adopt...

What's it called?

- Huh? - Natural horsemanship.

Isn't there a German word for it? "Natural riding art".

- That'll do. - There she is!

- I've seen her on YouTube. - Mika, come over here and say hello.

- Hello. - Sabrina here.

- She'd like... - Shaquina!

This young lady would like to learn something.

- Horse whispering. - Yes, of course.

Oh, sorry!

Archie, stop! No! What are you doing? Stop!

Of course, "freedom" doesn't mean the horses run around as they please.

Of course not.

Of course!

Hello, Windstorm.

Oh, yeah? Did he get over the fence again?

Well, he is a jumper after all.

- He's lonely since 34 has been indoors. - She didn't want to be outside.

Horses can be like that.

- You have to do something. - What? I deal with people all day.

People with stupid questions and stupid... hats.

What's that?

I dream about it. Almost every night.

It's really strange...

Like it's calling me.

- How stupid does that sound? - That's something you're good at.

Trusting in your dreams.

You really don't know what it is?

- Huh? - Some kind of whorl. He's always had it.

That's funny.

How can someone know so much about horses and yet so little?

It's his brand mark.

- It tells you where Windstorm is from. - And?

- Where is he from? - No idea. There are thousands.

You'd have to look it up in a book.

- Hello? - Where are you? I need you!

- Lady is so cheeky! - Do horses go through puberty?

- She antagonises me. - He won't do as I say.

I simply lost control.

He just doesn't listen.

- Outrageous! - Cheeky!

- Naughty! - I'll ask my husband for a new one.

I'm sorry. I've had a tough day.

- What's wrong? - They're so thick-headed!

They say the horses are the problem, but it's them!

- But, Mika, that's what we're here for. - But...

- It's not the way I imagined it. - Yes, it's different. For me too.

Sometimes you just have to change.

Try out new things.

Try out new things?

You haven't ridden for years though you could!

Sorry.

It's just...

Windstorm is lonely.

I don't know if it's the right place for him.

Is Kaltenbach the right place for you?

- What? - Mika, you have a very special gift.

But here that's not all you have. You have a responsibility.

Your mum never felt right here and I didn't notice that.

I don't want to make the same mistake again.

Is it a mistake?

Maybe.

Again?

Your grandmother won't be pleased.

- What that? - My special recipe.

Good for the heart.

Talking of hearts, by the way...

Windstorm is unhappy, and I...

- And I can't help him. - Mika.

You can't be everything for Windstorm. You're not a horse.

- Even if you sometimes forget that. - Ever wonder where you belong?

Of course. That was a long time ago.

Back then I couldn't see the wood for the trees.

So I went away, somewhere where there weren't any trees.

I took a journey.

But... I don't know where I would go.

Work that out for yourself.

Do you still have that dream, Mika?

There's somebody else like you.

Okay. That was a ridiculous idea.

BREED AND STUD FARM BRANDS OF SPAIN

"The silver thistle of Ora.

Brand of the Ora stud farm in the province of Cádiz in Andalusia.

Ora is one of the last places where wild horses live."

Andalusia!

WELCOME TO ANDALUSIA

SAM, GRANDMA, MR KAAN

"Goodby"... is actually spelt B-Y-E.

I'm sorry.

I wanted...

Hey.

It's okay. I think it's good.

I just don't want you to ride at night.

So I thought

I'd accompany you.

Where are you going?

To Andalusia.

What?

- Do you know how far that is? - Just as far as the sea?

Okay.

As far as the sea.

And? Do you know the way?

It's all here. Fanny would be so proud.

I want to see where Windstorm comes from and...

Find out where you belong?

You think...

people belong anywhere?

I think we belong where we are.

You can sleep.

Nonsense. I'm wide awake.

Come with me.

- I have to go back to 34. - Why? What's wrong with her?

Don't worry about it.

All that matters for you now is in that direction.

An adventure awaits you.

Come with me.

Some things you have to do on your own.

Off you go.

Mika!

"Adiu" is spelt with an E too.

Fanny! Where are you?

In the wardrobe. I had to put up with a two-hour French manicure.

They're crazy, these Frenchwomen!

- But she won't find me in here. - Fanny!

- Fanny! - Oh, God!

But... where are you?

On a boat going to Cádiz.

- Andalusia. - Is that Windstorm?

Yes. We're going to Ora. On an adventure.

Spain.

He really mumbled, didn't he?

This isn't working.

Sorry.

German?

In Friedrichshafen, on Lake Constance, I ate the best spätzle noodles ever.

But spätzle noodles need a good sauce.

Without the sauce, they're nothing.

They taste best with marinated roast gravy.

- And with it... - Okay then!

It's been nice chatting, but we have to move on.

- And where are you going, chica ? - Well... Ora.

Ora?

- I haven't heard that name in ages. - You know it?

Every Andalusian horse fan, every Andalusian, knows the race.

Spain's fastest and wildest horses ran in the Ora Race.

They said that the horse

that won the Ora Race

was the "soul" of Andalusia.

But like many old traditions,

that, too, was abandoned.

You mean... Ora doesn't exist anymore?

Chica, I'm sorry.

You're about 30 years too late.

The race course runs somewhere a few kilometres north of here.

Somewhere? Can you be more precise?

Good luck, chica !

- You're a girl! - Bravo, Sherlock. Yes, I'm a girl.

- You can speak German! - Double bravo!

So, where have you been?

- We've waited a week for you. - Waited? For me?

You Work & Travel people always have a screw loose.

- Work and what? - Okay, nice and slow so you understand.

You're Sonja, right? You're from Germany, like us?

And you want to work here?

Right! I'm Sonja.

- And you are? - Sam.

Really?

You got a problem with that?

Of course not. It's a nice name.

- You don't look 19. - I'm small for my age.

Shower and loo are outside. Works starts at 5:30.

Meals at 11:30 and 8:00. Questions?

- Can I make a phone call? - I don't know, can you?

Dreamy!

Hola, everyone!

- Sonja? - What? Who?

Right! Yes?

I'd like to welcome you here.

I'm Pedro, the ranch owner.