Spirit: Riding Free

-Yeah! -

-That was great! -Nice!

Come on, come on! Whoo, yeah!

- -Wow!

Attaboy.

Wow, that fella can jump.

-Turo, where have you been hiding? -Working.

This wrangler, Grayson, hired me to make him new tack.

Wow, you made this?

-It's so pretty. Is this wood? -Yep, juniper.

It stays strong no matter what happens to it.

Turo made Chica Linda's saddle. I've had it since I was eight.

I love it.

Too bad Spirit doesn't wear a saddle.

- -

-Well, we missed you. -Yeah.

But with the money I'm making...

Oh, my gosh. Is it happening?

-Yep. -That's amazing.

I'm so happy for you.

Yay! Also, what did I miss?

Turo's been saving for over a year to get his own horse.

Perfect timing. My dad just got a bunch of great horses.

-Want to take a look? -

Mm-hmm.

This is Diablo, a born rodeo horse.

Wow!

And this is Tomahawk, the fastest horse my dad has ever clocked.

And this one's called...

Bubblegum.

Pru's dad let me name him.

Whoo-hoo!

He's already an expert barrel-racer, and you saw how he jumps.

Dad's got a couple buyers interested already,

but if you like him, I'll make sure you get first dibs.

-Want to take him for a ride? -Thanks, that'd be great.

I've got to deliver this saddle to Mr. Grayson,

and he's way out by Skull Rock.

Ooh, I've never ridden out there before.

Mind if Spirit and I tag along?

Sure.

So you've never had your own horse?

-Ever? -Never.

I mean, if I need to ride somewhere,

Pru's dad will always let me borrow one.

But...

It's not really the same, huh?

- -

Oh, it's gonna be so great having a horse.

We're gonna go on overnight camping trips and have all sorts of adventures.

It's gonna be amazing.

Sounds like a lucky horse,

whoever you end up choosing.

We're both going to be lucky.

There you go. Too tight, boy?

Better get going.

We don't want to be late.

Huh. I guess I see why they call it Skull Rock.

What kind of place is this?

Maybe Grayson's worried about someone getting in?

Or the horses getting out.

Oh, no.

Look at that horse.

Here, hold this a second.

Poor guy.

Hey, hey, easy. I'm not gonna hurt you, boy.

We have to help him.

What are you doing? Get away from that horse.

I'm here to drop off your saddle, sir.

You're late.

I'll pay when I get my whole order.

Now get.

What's your horse's name?

Don't have one.

Don't you think it's a little hot out here?

There isn't any shelter he can get to.

-Maybe you should-- -Maybe it's none of your business.

The horse is my property, girlie.

Well, then, maybe we should report this to the sheriff.

Tell whoever you want,

but there ain't nothing nobody can do about it.

-He's my animal. -

Ah, shut up, you stupid--

Spirit, no.

Get that crazy horse and go. Now!

As far as I'm concerned, you're trespassing.

Come on, Spirit.

Let's get out of here.

I'm gonna tell my dad.

Before the night is out, that horse will be free.

I promise.

But what can he do?

Like Grayson said, it's his horse.

We'll think of something.

Don't worry.

Boss wants us to make it to Hangman's Hollow

by the end of today.

Should be a piece of cake.

This whole area is nothing but rocks, scrub,

and one old dam--

this one.

That crack always been there?

We better tell Mr. Prescott right away.

Dad, I really need to talk to you.

I'm sorry, honey, it'll have to wait till I get back.

Get back from where?

I just got word that some of my railroad scouts

spotted a problem with the old dam in the woods.

There's a huge crack forming,

and it's getting bigger every day.

Can you fix it?

Well, we're gonna try.

Listen, if you and your friends go riding in Carver's Woods,

don't go past Skull Rock.

Everything beyond that could be washed away if the dam breaks.

Now promise me.

I promise.

Good.

We'll talk as soon as I get back.

Well, looks like it's ladies' night.

Dinner first, then gin rummy after?

Actually, I have loads of homework to get through...

that I should start...

right now.

Huh.

Solitaire it is, then.

Good grief.

Where is that jack of hearts?

Hmm.

Turo, are you here?

I could really use your help...

and someone to tell me this isn't a crazy idea.

Hey, fella.

Sorry, boy, you can't come with me.

Spirit, if I'm gonna do this, I can't be noticed,

and a big, old horse is pretty easy to spot.

No, Spirit, stay here.

- -

Lucky? Oh, sorry.

Looks like you and I had the same idea.

Have you seen Grayson?

The lights are off in his house.

Maybe he's asleep.

Or at the saloon?

Wherever he is,

let's hope he stays there.

Here, I cut a way in.

Come on.

All right, ready?

- -

- - Ugh!

Is everyone trying to scare me to death tonight?

Did he follow you all the way out here?

I told him not to.

Guess that's why Pru's the horse trainer.

But I'm glad he's here.

You guys are really something.

You'll feel it too, when you find the right horse.

So what do you think?

Hmm, looks horse-sized to me.

Spirit, keep a look out for Grayson.

- - Hey, fella.

We're here to help you.

Hey, easy, easy.

We're not going to hurt you.

He's afraid to have anyone touch him.

-It's okay, boy. -

Please, you have to be quiet.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey. Hey.

Hold on.

If you can't see what's happening, you might not be scared.