War Pass: (circled with his Derby-bound stablemates) "All right, guys, this is the big one. Now it's up to you."
Anak Nakal: "I don't know if I feel well..."
Cool Coal Man: "There's a filly, you know."
War Pass: "Hey! Knock that off, both of you! You go to win!"
Anak Nakal: (snifflilng) "What about the filly, Your Highness?"
War Pass: "What about her? She knows the score. She belongs in that silly Oaks. Did you speak to her, Nakie?"
Anak Nakal: (pushing a hoof nervously through the straw) "Well...I --"
War Pass: (eyes rolling) "Oh, good grief! Don't tell me you're falling for her?"
Anak Nakal: (brightening) "She's sure pretty. That dark gray and those big brown eyes."
Cool Coal Man: "Geez! Why don't you just give her the quarter pole lead?"
War Pass: "Is this serious, Nakie? Did you have a hay date?"
Anak Nakal: (ducking his head) "Well..."
War Pass: "Knock that off! Don't be confusing those big brown eyes with today's target, the real Big Brown! Ohhh -- Man, you'll have to occupy the filly!"
Cool Coal Man: (smiling) "Cool!"
The Derby is run, and the filly breaks down and is immediately euthanized after placing second To Big Brown. In the Zito barn, the mood is subdued.
Anak Nakal: (sobbing) "I should have wished her well. I bullied her like you said. I...oh, dear Pegasus..."
War Pass: "Knock that off, Nakie! You did your best. It's about winning!"