Listen, or your tongue will make you deaf.

For the Phantom, there is only one girl. For Sam, there is only one horse.

Gwen?" "Yes." "You know why we have to be together, don't you?" "..." "I'm your selkie.

Beckon The Sea, I'll Come To The.... Shed Seven Tears, Perchance Seven Years...

Morning's great that way. You can cry yourself to sleep and wake up wondering what the fuss was over.

You know that expression, 'wild horses couldn't drag me away'? Well, let me tell you, that was obviously made by someone who's never been on the other side of a lead rope when a wild horse starts running.

Since humans first huddled around campfires, stories have been told of wild horses with wind in their manes, fire in their eyes and freedom in their hearts. Those horses eluded capture, and scorned the comforts of civilization. Americans have insisted they want their wild horses to live that way, forever.