Secretariat and Herb in “Unfinished Business”

The weak breeze whispers nothing, the water screams sublime. His feet shift teeter-totter. Deep breath, stand back, it's time. Toes untouch the overpass, soon he's water bound. Eyes locked shut but peek to see the view from halfway down. [the white door draws closer.] I'm not done. Hold on, I'm not done. I'm not done. A little wind, a summer sun. A river rich and regal. A flood of fond endorphins brings a calm that knows no equal. You're flying now. You see things much more clear than from the ground. It's all okay, it would be, were you not now halfway down. Thrash to break from gravity, what now could slow the drop? All I'd give for toes to touch the safety back at top. [the white door continues to draw closer.'] I changed my mind. I change my mind, I don't wanna-

Herb

It's okay.

But this is it, the deed is done, silence drowns the sound. Before I leaped I should have seen the view from halfway down! [the white door draws closer and closer to Secretariat, sending him into a state of panic as he struggles to finish his poem.] No! I really should have thought about the view from halfway down!

Herb

Find your peace, big guy. Find it.

I wish I could have known about the view from halfway dooown! [the white door appears right behind Secretariat as he tumbles into the void inside.]