The Horse Whisperer

      GRACE
      JUDITH!

 The horse stumbles to get back on its feet, slipping again.
 Frightened, it rears and Judith, caught off balance, is
 thrown, her foot catching in the stirrup...

      JUDITH
      GRAAACE!

 Her horse, unable to find its balance, starts to slide backward
 down the incline.

      GRACE
      PILGRIM, COME ON! MOVE!

 Grace, directly behind Judith, tries to turn Pilgrim to avoid
 being hit by the errant horse.

 What follows, we see from Grace's perspective. The details
 that form the images and sounds of Grace's mind are fast,
 disembodies, almost surreal as --

 Judith's horse bulldozes into Pilgrim, taking his legs out
 from under him, sending both horses careening down the icy
 slope. Grace hangs onto Pilgrim's neck. Judith, her leg
 helplessly tangled in the stirrup, is dragged, her head
 bouncing on the frozen ground.

 They slide all the way back down to the COUNTRY ROAD. Pilgrim
 is the first to find his legs and stand. Grace manages to sit
 up in the saddle. She sees Judith's horse stumbling back onto
 its feet, one of his legs broken at the ankles, walking in
 confused circles, dragging Judith -- her face bleeding, her
 leg hanging from the stirrup.

      GRACE
       (frightened)
      Jude, you okay?

      JUDITH
       (softly, crying)
      I'm okay... I'm okay.

 She tries to extricate her leg from the stirrup.

 Grace sees it before she hears it. A GLINT off of steel. We
 then hear the rumbling SOUND of a TRUCK coming around the
 bend... The Girls on their horses in the middle of the road...
 The Truck, an 18 wheeler carrying logging equipment, comes
 around the turn... Grace grabs the bridle, trying to get
 Judith's horse out of the road... The driver, seeing them, lays
 on the air horn. The Horses bolt at the sound, the bridle
 slipping out of Grace's hand...

      GRACE
      JUUDE!!!

 ... The horses turn apart. The Driver starts furiously
 downshifting, trying to brake... He seems to get it under
 control when suddenly THE TRUCK SKIDS on some ice. It begins
 to slide, out of control, the truck bed and the cab jack-
 knifing. The truck literally plows over the helpless Judith
 and her horse -- the horse going down on the pavement, Judith
 disappearing under him. The truck's cab, like a mythic
 monster, heads right for Grace and Pilgrim... Grace looks
 right into the Driver's helpless, frightened eyes... Suddenly,
 Pilgrim rears up at the truck, sending Grace flying, bouncing
 her off the pavement and under the wheel of the truck.

 Pilgrim instinctively jumps onto the hood of the truck, his
 hooves caught between the rear-view mirrors like some
 grotesque ornament. His head and chest slams into the window,
 shattering through the glass.

 And then it is still.

 The truck has stopped halfway in the road. Judith's horse
 lies in the road, motionless. Pilgrim, on the truck's hood,
 his legs splayed, stuck, his head and chest, bleeding. He
 shrieks, struggling to get to his feet. He manages to free
 his legs and, stepping off the cab onto the road, walks off,
 wounded, in pain, into the sanctuary of the woods...

 The Driver stumbles out of the cab, his head bleeding, in
 shock. He sits on the ground. All we hear is the sound of the
 river and the wind in the trees.

 Grace, halfway under the truck, frozen, stares up at the
 beautiful morning sky.