Seabiscuit (2003)
Tobey Maguire: Red Pollard
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Quotes
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Red Pollard : [Last line, narrating] You know, everybody thinks we found this broken-down horse and fixed him, but we didn't. He fixed us. Every one of us. And I guess in a way we kinda fixed each other too.
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Charles Howard : You could be crippled for the rest of your life.
Red Pollard : I *was* crippled for the rest of my life. I got better. He made me better. Hell, you made me better.
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Red Pollard : That's as much my horse as it is yours.
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Sam : You sure that leg'll hold you?
Red Pollard : He's a 1200 pound horse, Sam. I'm an afterthought.
Sam : No, I meant your leg.
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George Woolf : Pretty small, ain't he?
Red Pollard : He's gonna look a lot smaller in a second, Georgie.
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California Doctor : If he breaks it again, it's possible he could never walk again.
Red Pollard : He just said it's possible. Well, hell, anything's possible. We've proved that already.
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[Red is not eating his food at the dinner table]
Charles Howard : Go ahead, eat.
Red Pollard : I'm not that hungry.
Charles Howard : Sure, you're not.
Red Pollard : It's just a lot of food.
Charles Howard : I'd rather have you strong than thin.
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[Upon entering Samuel Riddle's stables]
Red Pollard : Jesus Christ. I want to be a horse.
Tom Smith : You're almost big enough.
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Red Pollard : Brick by brick, my citizens. Brick by brick.
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George Woolf : You know, if you did more riding and less talking you might start winning some races.
Red Pollard : I got two bucks says I beat you in this one.
George Woolf : I'm not sure you do but I got five bucks says that you don't.
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Reporter : Awful lotta hoopla for such a little horse.
Red Pollard : Though he be but little, he is fierce.
Reporter : What's that?
Red Pollard : That's Shakespeare, boys, Shakespeare.
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Red Pollard : Morning.
Tom Smith : What's all this?
[motions towards pile of boxes Red is sitting on]
Red Pollard : It's beer! From an admiring public, pretty good too, more in there.
[indicates Seabiscuit's stall]
Tom Smith : [looks in stall] Where's the horse?
Red Pollard : [amused smile] Signing autographs.
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[George has awoken Red after losing a fight]
Red Pollard : Did I lose?
George Woolf : Oh no, you clobbered him.
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[after losing a photo finish horse race]
Red Pollard : It's not my fault. Not this time.
Tom Smith : I told you, look out for Rosemont!
Red Pollard : I thought I had it!
Tom Smith : You stopped ridin' him!
Red Pollard : I couldn't see him!
Tom Smith : What the hell are you talking about? He was flyin' up your tail!
Red Pollard : Yeah, well, I can't...
Tom Smith : What?
Red Pollard : ...SEE out there!
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Red Pollard : How far do you want me to take him?
Tom Smith : Till he stops.
Red Pollard : Okay... Sounds like a pretty good ride.
Tom Smith : Hope so.
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Tom Smith : Where is the horse?
Red Pollard : [grins] Signing autographs.
Tom Smith : He's what?
[cut to Charles Howard having Seabiscuit stamping his hoof on papers for a crowd]
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Red Pollard : I'm fine George. I don't need your help and I sure as shit don't need your charity. Leave me alone.
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Riddle : [On Radio talking about a match race with Seabiscuit] It wouldn't be fair to us. It wouldn't be fair to them either. You wouldn't put Jack Dempsey in the ring with a middle-weight would you?
Red Pollard : Middle-weight? I'll kill him. I'll knock his goddamn block off. He's chicken, that's what it is. I mean, middle-weight?
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Red Pollard : This isn't just any race. This is the Santa Anita. I had that race. I was there.
Charles Howard : I know.
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Red Pollard : A dream come true, walkin' you around. Hook you up to a plow, pull me around for a little while. Come on. You ever run in the money? Huh? Hey. Hey. You ever run in the money?
[Horse Whinnies]
Red Pollard : I don't think so. Couldn't beat a human being, let alone another horse.
[Scoffs]
Red Pollard : You goddamn sack-of-crap old plater. Probably the fastest you're gonna run in your entire life, you piece-of-shit old glue-pot. That's right.
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Mr. Pollard : Dickinson. We never know how high we are
Red Pollard : I know that. I know it
Mr. Pollard : Well?
Red Pollard : We never know how high we are. Till we are called to rise.
Red Pollard : And then if we are true to plan, Our statures touch the skies.
Mr. Pollard : Excellent!
[prompting]
Mr. Pollard : The heroism...
Red Pollard : Right, right...
Mr. Pollard : The heroism we recite Would be a daily thing.
Red Pollard : That's it...
Mr. Pollard : Did not ourselves the Cubits warp For fear to be a king!