Ted Knowles, Jockey: Well, there he is. Boy, would I like to take him to the post again.
Margaret O'Hara: Ted.
Ted Knowles, Jockey: Don't worry. He spoils you for riding any other horse. And look, baby, I'm not a jockey anymore. When those boys are out there fighting for position with mud in their eyes, I'm sitting up in the stands...
Margaret O'Hara: I know. Nice and easy with my little old sweetheart beside me.

Ted Knowles, Jockey: You know, you've got an accent just like old Shawn. On you I like it.
Margaret O'Hara: My, you're a fast starter.
Ted Knowles, Jockey: That's my reputation. Then you did know all along who I was.
Margaret O'Hara: I found out.
Ted Knowles, Jockey: Interested?
Margaret O'Hara: I should have known you were a jockey.
Ted Knowles, Jockey: Oh, that's all right. I can't expect you to know everything before we've even got started.
Margaret O'Hara: Jockey's have sort of a special something about them that's easy to tell.
Ted Knowles, Jockey: Uh, the bandy legs?
Margaret O'Hara: 'Tis more a secret thing of the spirit, I'm thinking.
Ted Knowles, Jockey: Say, what's your name?
Margaret O'Hara: Margaret O'Hara.
Ted Knowles, Jockey: Margaret. I'll tell you what, Margaret. I'll win my first race this year for you, if you promise to be there with maybe a two-spot on his nose.
Margaret O'Hara: No. Never.
Ted Knowles, Jockey: Why not?
Margaret O'Hara: It would be bringing back a black memory to torment me.
Ted Knowles, Jockey: Well, now who's talking crazy? Look, Margaret, I've got to work a couple more horses. Where can I see you again soon?
Margaret O'Hara: No place at all.
Ted Knowles, Jockey: No place at all? Am I that hard on the eyes?
Margaret O'Hara: You're not hard on the eyes at all, Ted, but you're a jockey. Goodbye.

[last lines]
George Carson, Head Trainer at Milford Farms: Eight thousand dollars and you advised me.
Charles S. Howard, Seabiscuit's Owner: Haven't I heard enough about that in the last five years boss?