Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That coin toss is in two weeks!
Yeah, and his mother was old when she had him and Ogden Phipps knew all that
[Fanfare plays]
Someone who knows enough law to know she's right.
It's a select opportunity. We have 32 shares...
Sure.
couldn't handle the distances 3-year-old runs.
Fantastic.
Oh.
I just want to see him run.
I fired Earl Jansen.
Although if an opportunity to protest the war did present itself...
It is Secretariat! He's coming to the wire! He wins it by two and a half,
[Crowd roars]
Secretariat bobs his head.
[Man] Kate! Your mother's on the phone.
They were worth twice what we were going to sell them for.
Oh.
- [Al] Yes, sir, Mister Jansen. - Who are you?
I don't care how many times they say no.
I don't know what to say.
[Kate] We will!
How are you, Big Red?
Hello?
A mission to stir up trouble and act cool, you mean? Chile is socialist now.
- He's posing again. - This way.
The truth? I was hungry. And so were you.
Get ready!
Kick hard! Come on! Kick, Chris! Come on. Good job!
I am so sorry.
since they're my father's horses, and the sale would've been bad business.
[Miss Ham] Your daddy would be so proud.
Run him, Ronnie!
Is it really true Ogden Phipps offered you eight million dollars?
throughout my darkest times.
- Here you go. - [Miss Ham] Thank you.
Oh.
I couldn't sleep last night, so I checked the books
I realized something.
There's a meeting for the parents on the fifth.
- Your daddy called me... - Bull!
A hundred and ninety?
Now, Red, now!
That's impossible.
[Miss Ham] There he is.
But if you stumble and fall,
[Thunder crashes]
Ladies and gentlemen, start your engines!
I know Bull recommended me.
No. But I'll be all right.
And, um, I need a trainer. Bull Hancock suggested that I find you...
[Male announcer] And they're off in the 99th running ofthe Kentucky Derby!
I'm sorry, Mr. Hancock.
- [Man] Close them up! - We're ready for our six-furlong,
Sham moves up. Secretariat pressing forward.
Three quarters, a blistering 1:09.4.
Gold Bag just in front of him as they clear the half mile.
Our political...beliefs can change
Now the teacher says it's too political and we can't put it on.
his jockey couldn't believe what was happening! He was waiting for you.
- I'm just asking. - [Exhales]
- Go, Red! - Go, Red!
[Woman] Bring it home, Red!
Because if that is the best he can do at this distance, we are finished!
...and even forever more.
His future is uncertain. And I don't buy shares in untested three-year-olds.
That's right, you won't.
The horses are in the gate.
We finished third. Third! In front of Ogden Phipps!
and I wish I can give you something to lift yours up.
We're breaking even.
[Exhales]
[indistinct chattering]
It's nothing like Sham's been running.
- Good luck today, Miss Penny. - Thank you.
It's fine. I have friends here, Miss Chenery.
And his legacy to me isn't money.
- Come on, Red! - Final quarter mile!
What are you doing?
Yes, I think we have.
[Ronnie] I'm sick of this dirt. Let's get rolling.
it takes him forever to find his stride.
So we sell the mares and the yearlings.
Does he look fat to you? [speaks French]
Secretariat is in the center ofthe racetrack and driving!
Where are you going? Come on!
[Penny] You said he was ready to race.
[Penny] Well...
seven horses have won the Derby and then the Preakness.
Your teenage daughters are growing up to become rebels.
The final test before the campaign for the Triple Crown,
Big ol Red Done ate his breakfast this mornin!
- [Starting bell rings] - And they're off.
- What? - [Laughs] Mr. Phipps...
[Penny] I'm sure we can find something reasonable. We can go look this weekend.
- Penny Tweedy. - [Jack] I saw the paper.