The Horse Whisperer

"How are you doing out there in Marlboro country?"

"Who's going to want me now?"

Annie: "Can we have one last ride?"
Tom Booker: "Yep. I'll saddle up."

Tom Booker: "Do you ever sit still for just a minute?"
Annie: "Well, you sit still too long in New York and you get renovated."

Annie: "I've never been on a cow farm before. It seems to me that the bulls have the best time. Just laying around the fields waiting for someone to come along and ask them to do their work."
Tom Booker: "You get born a bull you have a 90% chance of being castrated. Served up as hamburger. So on balance, I reckon I'd choose bein' a cow."

"Am I being too polite here when I say no in Nevada? Does that mean yes where you are?"

"Since that neolithic moment when a horse was first haltered, there were those among men who understood this. They could see into the creature's soul and sooth the wounds they found there. The secrets uttered softly into troubled ears. These men were known as the Whisperers."

Annie: "I've heard you help people with horse problems."
Tom Booker: "Truth is, I help horses with people problems."