The Story of Seabiscuit1949

Shawn O'Hara, Seabiscuit's Trainer:
Now, Maggie, hold your horses!

Margaret O'Hara:
Don't ever mention horses to me again!

Shawn O'Hara, Seabiscuit's Trainer:
If you'll only listen, I'll explain. An emergency call. Woolf signed with another stable. Ted was obligated to save the situation.

Margaret O'Hara:
Why Ted? There are jockeys to be had for the asking.

Shawn O'Hara, Seabiscuit's Trainer:
None of them who know the Biscuit as well as Ted. And Maggie, darling, I had the devil's own time convincing him. But I finally persuaded him that you would see things in the proper light.

Margaret O'Hara:
Oh, I should never have trusted him alone with you. You're a deceitful old man. And tell me this, Shawn O'Hara: Why should I see it in what you're pleased to call the "proper light"?

Shawn O'Hara, Seabiscuit's Trainer:
Because as promised, it would have led to the lad's ruination. He was losing respect for himself. And before long, he would have lost respect for you as well. Now, go to him and tell him that you're as happy as a lark that he's riding the Biscuit in the handicap.

Margaret O'Hara:
I can't do that. You ought to understand. You know how I feel.

Shawn O'Hara, Seabiscuit's Trainer:
I understand this, Margaret, that you're lacking in courage.

Margaret O'Hara:
That's not fair.

Shawn O'Hara, Seabiscuit's Trainer:
Margaret, you've been running and running away from your problem instead of turning around and facing it squarely. Ted's going to ride in the big race. And I want you to want him to ride. It's the only thing that'll cure you.

Margaret O'Hara:
Since when did your great knowledge of horseflesh extend itself to women? You-you two-faced old meddler!