Brigham Young Page #4

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- How else could we all

cross it in one night?.

- But it's fixin' to storm.

- They'll never expect us to start.

- We couldn't get our things.

- The lighterwe travel,

the better time we make.

Don't listen to him.

We can't run off now

and leave everything.

- I've got my granary to think about.

- And my store.

Every cent I've got

in the world is right here.

Maybe we're getting

too interested in granaries

and stores and things.

Remember how when Joseph

started out, he had an idea

about nobody getting rich...

but everybody

sharing alike?.

Somehow his idea

seems to have got sidetracked.

- I figure it's time we got back to it.

- But I've worked hard.

- I've saved and scrimped.

- If a little money means more

toyou than this church...

you'd better stay here.

Heber, put some fellas on horses.

Tell them to spread the word.

Tell everybody to come

just as they are.

We've got to put the river

between us and Nauvoo by morning...

or there won't be enough

of us left to worry about.

( Duncan )

No, no. Wait a minute.

Don't pay any attention to him.

You're making a mistake.

Think ofyour homes.

You'll just be run out of

this state like we've been

run out of every other state.

Listen to me.

You're making a mistake.

(DoorSlams )

Here he is.

Theywon't compromise.

Theywon't do anything.

They're leaving.

- Leavin'?.

- Where are they going?.

- They're crossing the river

into Iowa tonight.

- You're lyin'.

It's the truth. Brigham Young's

making them leave.

- And good riddance.

- Nowyou won't have to raid.

You better get over there

and see that they don't

change their minds.

- We'll fix it so that

they'll never come back.

- You won't hurt my property.

- I did my best. I played fair.

- You're no better

than any other Mormon.

Look, there's plenty else.

What about that promise?.

You're not gonna

destroy my granary.

It's full of Mormon wheat,

ain't it?.

- (PulleySqueaking)

- (Man ) Take it easy.

- (PulleySqueaking)

- (Man ) Take it easy.

Let 'ergo.

Come on!

(Man )

Get on! Hyah!

All right, Mary Ann.

I'll meet you

down at the river.

Lord, Brigham's

a great and good man.

I'm his wife, and I know.

I've known him

longer than anybody

butyou and Heber Kimball.

Only sometimes

he's so sure ofhimself.

Sometimes he's bullheaded

and thinks nobody else

knows a thing but him.

But he's onlytrying

to dowhat's right.

Sowon'tyou

look after him...

maybe speak to him?.

Because this is an awful thing

he's asking us to do.

And right now,

in his heart...

he's not halfas sure ofhimself

as he makes out to be.

Everybody meet

on the other side ofthe river.

Get together on the other

side ofthe river. Everybody.

(Men Whistling,

Shouting)

Jonathan. Meet at Sugar Creek

on the other side of the river.

Right.

(Man )

Giddap there!

Giddap! Hah!

Giddap there!

Ho!

All right, go ahead.

Keep moving.

Supposin' the ice

breaks through?.

I'll get my horse.

Let me try.

( Bleating )

Ho! Hie!

( Gunshots )

Hyah!

( Gunshots Continue )

Come on!

Get those wagons across the ice!

- ( Gunshot)

- (Man ) Getyour children

in the wagons!

- Eliza!

- Henry! Henry!

( Gunshots Continue )

Come on! Hurry up!

Watch where you're going.

Keep driving.

Get those wagons

across the ice!

Well, ifyou ask me,

it looks like the end

ofthe Mormon Church.

Come on.

Mary Ann, look.

Looks like we've burned

our bridges behind us.

Couldn't turn back now

even ifwe wanted to.

- Getyour tuba.

- Tuba?.

And get hold ofthe rest ofthe band.

Tell them I said to start playing.

Yes, sir.

- Where are we going?.

- Well, wherever it is,

we'll get there.

(Band Plays Hymn )

( Continues )

( Muttering,

Indistinct )

Don't take it so hard,

Porter.

We'll build another city

someday.

Who gives a hoot about a city?.

My gun jammed.

I didn't get to kill

even one ofthem.

(Rifle Clatters

On Ground)

( Cattle Lowing)

Brigham, there ain't no sense

tryin' to hide the truth.

Folks are as mad as wet hens,

cussin' you all over the camp...

claimin' you're to blame

for gettin' them in all this misery.

Everywhereyou turn,

they're gettin' ready to pull out.

- Where to?.

- Well, anywhere but here.

They don't seem to know,

but they say they're awful fools...

pullin' up stakes and leavin'

everything they got...

to come out here and squat

in the mud and slop till they freeze.

- That's enough, Mary Ann.

- It's high time somebody did

some thinkin' around here.

Why, there ain't 50 families

in camp ain't got somebody

sick or hurt or already dead.

It's true, Brigham.

I've been out all mornin'...

and it pret' near breaks your heart

just to look at 'em.

And they've got to know

whatyou're gonna do about it.

Mary Ann, you and Clara

get Emmaline and Lucy

and some ofthe others...

and helpyou take this stuff

around to those that need it

just as soon as you can.

Well, what areyou

gonna do about it?.

Well, I've got an idea,

but they're gonna need...

some ofthis hot composition

in their bellies before they

hear about it.

( Exhales Loudly)

What in tarnation's that?.

It's one of Brigham's

remedies to put down colds and ague...

and fever and rheumatism

and such.

What's in it

besides fire?.

Hot water and cinnamon bark

and ginger root...

and cayenne pepper

and anything else that's hot.

Throw the stuff out. Ain't folks

sufferin' enough without

burnin' their insides out?.

- Feel better?.

- I'm all right, thanks.

- (BabyCrying)

- You better give her to me.

- It's past her feeding time.

- Oh, butyou're not strong enough to.

She's hungry.

(Fire Crackling)

- How's Ma?.

- She's feeding the baby now.

Hmm. Doc Richards

said he'd be over in a minute.

Plenty more hurt.

I wish he'd hurry up

and come.

zina, there's a family fixin'

to pull out today...

and I've arranged

thatyou can go with them.

No, I'm not going. I couldn't

leaveyour mother and the children...

whatwith her hurt

and everything.

- Butwe got no call on you.

- No, I-- I'll stay.

That's nice ofyou,

zina.

Ma will appreciate that.

- How's your mother?.

- You know Ma.

She doesn't complain.

She's a fine woman.

- New convert?.

- No, sir. I'm not a Mormon.

- What are you doing here?.

- Her fatherwas killed

the night they raided our place...

and she's been

staying with us ever since.

Well, I guess we can

feed one more mouth.

Thankyou, but that doesn't mean

I'm going to be a Mormon.

- You don't seem to like Mormons.

- No, it isn't that.

But, well, it's just

that I'm a Christian.

- So am I.

- Well, I mean, I've got

my own religion.

I wouldn't change that

for anything or anybody.

And besides--

- ""Besides" what?.

- Well, there must be something

wrong when there's so much hate...

people being tortured,

killed...

everything they've got in the world

taken away from them.

A lot offolks seem to think it

worth going through all that for.

( All Chattering )

You folks have been doing

a lot ofworrying...

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