Claire: I let you win.
Phil: You what?
Claire: Oh, I had you beat, easily. I didn't even break a sweat. As a matter of fact, I almost pulled a muscle holding back. But, I saw how much it meant to you, and I let you win.
Phil: Oh, wow, yeah. No, that makes a lot of sense. I get it. Like the way all the other horses wanted Secretariat to feel good.
Claire: Now you're Secretariat?
Phil: I don't know. Was Secretariat married to a crazy person?