Outlaw Prophet: Warren Jeffs Page #5

- What's the name of your passenger?

- John Findley.

S.P. 17.

I have a 10-38, requesting backup.

- You carrying a firearm?

- I was about to say that's...

Hands up on your head!

- Out of the vehicle, now!

- It's registered...

On the ground. Get on the ground.

Put this one in the cruiser

and come back and search the vehicle.

- What do we do?

- Keep sweet.

Sarge, we got a lot of money here.

Two 9-millimeters

and a bunch of cassette tapes.

Now, I'm gonna ask you one more time.

What is your name?

Sir?

Sir?

Warren Steed Jeffs.

You're as wrong about this

as my father was about me.

You see, when I was born...

I was too weak to even cry...

and nothing I ever did, right from that

first breath, was ever good enough.

He took one look at me

and decided I'd never count for anything.

But he was wrong.

You think if I'm bound by iron bars,

that I am contained...

but you can't contain God.

You're not of God, Warren.

A man of God

would never harm a child.

We protect the children

from the evils of your apostate world.

I've got a sense about you.

I think that somewhere,

deep down inside you...

you still believe in God, the God

that we all believe in, not Warren Jeffs.

And I think

you know you're going to hell.

Well, see you in court, Warren.

Were you traumatized?

Are you traumatized?

Elissa. Elissa,

can you tell me in your own words...

what it was like to be

in the compound?

- Did he try to...?

- Did he marry you?

He married you at the age of 14?

Are there other girls that are there?

Watch your back! Sick bastard.

Bow down to the prophet!

No wives in here, Warren.

You the wife!

Where's God now?

See you in the yard, puto.

Close 18.

You got a lot of fans.

- Congratulations.

- Thank you.

So about the other prosecutions, do you

think we're looking at more arrests?

Maybe. Maybe.

Now that Jeffs is locked up,

there's a good chance...

that some other people will wanna talk

about those underage brides.

Tell the wives to leave.

Write this down.

Okay.

I want to say farewell...

to all of you who were worthy of Zion...

for I will not be there.

Of course you will be.

The Lord came to my prison cell

two days ago...

and saw that I...

would rather deny than obey him...

because of the weakness of my flesh.

I have sinned, Isaac.

I have sinned.

Anyone who wants to...

may hear this message...

so that they may know

that I am a liar...

and that the truth is not in me.

- The truth was never in me.

- No.

This is something

that they're making you say.

Write this down.

Write it.

This...

is not a test.

I am not the prophet.

I never was the prophet.

He told me that this was not a test.

That he is not the prophet,

and that he never was.

They're trying to kill him.

They're trying to kill our prophet.

That's why we must pray.

We must pray for the strength

of the prophet.

We can't let the apostates trick us.

That's what they want.

Yo, screw! Dumb-ass prophet

trying to off himself! Hey!

Let us pray for Uncle Warren.

We beseech God...

to return the prophet Warren Jeffs

to his flock...

for he is the one true prophet.

As Warren Jeffs

serves out his life sentence...

police are continuing

their investigation...

of the isolated

Colorado City community...

seeking out additional witnesses...

in hopes of making more arrests.

Police announced today...

Did we pass, Uncle Warren?

Anybody home?

I believe we did.

Because the faithful,

we all knew that this was a test...

even though you said it wasn't.

We decided that you've been taken

from us because we're not worthy.

How dare you come in here.

Get out of my house! Now! Get out!

You have passed this first test.

Now listen to the revelation...

about what you all must do

to become worthy...

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