Manny: Would you bet $2 on that one for me, Jay?
Jay: Sure, but you are throwing your money away.
Javier: You both are. The winner of the race will be number seven, My Hometown.
Jay: Number seven. Well, he's carrying 3 extra pounds, and he hates the distance.
Javier: Those are just words on a page. I look the horse in the eye, and he tells me he is the winner.
Jay: Tells ya?
Javier: Perhaps this will sound crazy.
Jay: No need for the qualifier.
Javier: But I have always been able to see into the soul of a horse. It is a gift, and I do not question it. Just like I always end up on the shortest line at the bank.