WHITE MANE
THE WILD HORSE
In the South of France,
where the Rhône spills into the sea,
there is an arid land
called the Camargue,
where herds of wild horses live.
White Mane was the leader of one of these herds.
He was a proud and fearsome horse.
And all the horses obeyed him.
He didn't like men,
and when he had to,
he could stand up to them.
But one day,
the men decided to capture him,
and on that day, the story of White Mane among men began.
This is when Folco, the young fisherman,
saw White Mane for the first time.
White Mane was a real wild horse.
He felt trapped in the world of men.
The herdsmen were also searching for White Mane.
There he is!
The herdsmen were glad they'd found him,
but White Mane was determined not to be caught again.
Sir, your hat.
That dirty beast! Whoever wants him can have him!
Even me?
Yes, even you.
But the day you catch him...
will be the day your fish sprout wings!
Folco was hurt by the wrangler's words.
But at the same time, he thought to himself,
"Now, if I catch him,
White Mane will be mine. "
White Mane was a wild horse.
And although he liked the young fisherman,
he liked galloping with the herd more.
I told you he'd be back!
But another horse had taken White Mane's place as leader of the herd.
And White Mane was not at all pleased.
But the herdsmen were determined to find White Mane
to prove to him that men are always the strongest.
Go away! Go away!
Get out of here.
The only way to get him out is to set the marsh on fire.
He's crazy! That kid's crazy!
He's headed for the river! He'll have to stop!
Right, let's surround him.
Come back! Come back!
The current will sweep you out to sea!
Your horse! You can keep your horse!
Come back, kid!
Don't be foolish! - Come back!
But the young fisherman
didn't listen to the wrangler and his herdsmen who had lied to him before.
He and White Mane vanished in the waves before their eyes.
They swam straight ahead, straight ahead.
And White Mane, with his great strength,
carried his friend, who trusted him,
to a wonderful place
where men and horses live as friends, always.