16-year-old Katie McLaughlin's biggest dream is to be able to independently run her father Rob's large farm in Wyoming, but her father does not support her dream, but insists Katie go to college. Katie stumbled across a wild horse in the woods, she took in the wild horse, and named it "Flicka", intending to slowly train it into her own special mount. However, in the days and nights spent with Flicka, Katie found that Flicka is not a simple horse. There are many places on it that are very similar to him. They also despise authority and plan to never stop fighting for their freedom. At this time, Katie's father planned to sell Flicka regardless of her objection. Heartbroken Katie resolutely stood on the opposite side of her father for her beloved horse and for her own freedom
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Flicka movie plot
2022-07-12 16:30
Extended Reading
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Jack: [Jack finds Katie in the corral taming Flicka] You're not supposed to go in there!
Katherine "Katie" McLoughlin: What's it to you?
Jack: You could get hurt. Besides, it's what your father says.
Katherine "Katie" McLoughlin: How long are you gonna be afraid of my father?
Jack: Um. Forever. And you? Why are you sneaking out here in the middle of the night if you're not scared?
Katherine "Katie" McLoughlin: Because I have to.
Jack: The, I'll let nobody stop you.
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Rob McLaughlin: [to Nell] I didn't see the vet bill.
Nell McLaughlin: [trying to change the subject at dinner] Does someone wanna grab this last burger?
Rob McLaughlin: How much?
Nell McLaughlin: [still trying to change the subject] You know what I've been thinking about lately? If quitters never win, why are you supposed to quit while you're ahead?
Howard McLaughlin: [playing along] Or, how good can a bedtime story be if it's supposed to put you to sleep?
Nell McLaughlin: Right.
Rob McLaughlin: How much?
Nell McLaughlin: $1,648.32.
Rob McLaughlin: $1,600? That's just unacceptable.
Nell McLaughlin: Well, I'll speak to the horses.
Rob McLaughlin: I don't remember my daddy ever giving horses shots. They were healthy, they took care of themselves. Ain't that right, Gus?
Gus: Oh, sure. Back then, horses mucked their own stalls, nailed on their own shoes, even chipped in with the rent money.