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because he's yours to keep.

I can't accept such a gift.

Boy, that horse belongs to you.

He was yours the moment you laid eyes

on each other.

And it wouldn't be fair for me to stop

love at first sight, now would it?

Thank you, sir. You're very generous.

No more generous than your father

has been to us.

Thank you, sir.

- Thank you very much.

- You're most welcome.

I don't know how to accept such a fine gift.

Well, I think, as the Captain said,

I think he was yours the moment

you laid eyes on each other.

Love at first sight.

Do you believe in that?

I don't know.

It happened to my parents.

My mother always likes to say it was

God's plan for their lives,

that it was their destiny to be together.

Do you believe in destiny?

You're different. I mean,

I've never met anyone like you before.

You haven't?

A lot of people say it's because

I'm a pastor's daughter,

which... I really don't like it.

It makes me feel like a misfit.

I've never really been around

Gentiles before.

Gentiles? What do you mean by that?

You're not Jewish.

It's just what we call you people.

You people?

What do you mean by you people?

It's just a manner of speaking.

You know, different parts of the country

have different ways of saying things.

You know?

I suppose, Biblically speaking,

you're correct.

But then that would make you a Gentile, too.

Actually, I like that you're different

from the other girls around here.

How am I different?

Well,

for a start, you're the prettiest girl

I've ever seen.

Well, I like that.

And you speak your mind.

You're not afraid to tell people

what you think.

Why is that different? A lot of the women

around here speak their mind.

I mean, look at Nancy.

She's much more outspoken than I am.

You mean the woman who wears the pants

and carries the gun?

- Yes.

- My father thinks she's an abomination.

Does he?

He's not different from

the rest of the men around here.

And I don't see other women in the

wagon train wearing pants or carrying guns.

I mean, so what do they think about her?

It's a free country.

She can do what she pleases.

Why would your father care about

something like that?

What difference does it make to him?

It's just the way he is.

A lot of things bother him.

"Why look at the mote in your brother's eye

when there is a beam in yours?"

- What?

- Jesus said that in Matthew.

It sounds as though your father is always

looking for the motes

in other people's eyes.

He's the Bishop. I mean, it's his job.

He has to keep people in line.

What does your father do?

My father says,

"Judge not, lest ye be judged."

Jesus said that, too.

How does he keep control?

How does he punish the sinners?

He doesn't punish sinners.

Their sins are between them and God.

Will I see you again?

Even if the sun doesn't rise.

A wagon train from Missouri and Arkansas

is camped at the Mountain Meadows.

They have 500 head of prize beef,

a choice herd of Kentucky racehorses,

Kentucky muzzleloaders,

a large stockpile of ammunition

and a well-guarded wagon

with a trunk that is said to be full of gold.

I hear some of them are Missouri wildcats

who brag about killing Joseph Smith

and carry the very gun that killed him.

They say that they will join the army

and kill Brigham Young, all the apostles,

and every damned Mormon man,

woman and child.

They have no pass

to go through our country.

No man has the right to go through

our lands without a pass.

They could be killed as common enemies.

The Paiutes and the brethren

must stick together

for the Mericats plan to kill us all.

We have led the Mericats

to the Mountain Meadows.

It's the perfect place for an ambush

and a siege.

A crown of celestial glory and eternal joy

is the reward of those who are faithful

and willingly obey.

We are gathered here to build up

the kingdom of God.

It exalts God that he has planted this people

in a place that's not desired by the wicked.

Until this moment,

I have protected emigrants

who have passed through this territory,

but now...

Now I will loose the Indians upon them!

And if any miserable scoundrel

comes here to our Zion, cut his throat.

We take a solemn oath to never discuss this,

even among ourselves,

and promise to keep the whole matter secret

from every human being.

- Amen.

- Amen.

"Rejoice in the Lord, O ye righteous.

"Praise is comely for the upright.

Praise the Lord with heart."

You should be careful, Emily.

These people are different.

I find him interesting.

I know.

- Where are you going?

- To the river to bathe.

- Is that safe?

- Safer then one more day with the smell.

Good night.

Emily.

No good will come of this.

Seems like a lot of people

have opinions about things

which are none of their business, Robert.

We're leaving in a week

and your heart will still be here.

Well, maybe I will stay with my heart.

And be one of his many wives?

At least you'll have help with the dishes.

Easy, boy. What is it? What are you seeing?

Something out there?

- What are you doing here?

- Spying on you.

Boy, can he run!

I've got Father's best horse here

and he can't even keep up.

Promise me you'll let him

sire some stock for me.

Why are you spying on me?

Well, Father is a little worried about you.

He thinks you're getting a little too friendly

with the Gentiles.

And what do you think?

- You need a wife.

- I'm getting tired of hearing that.

Let me tell you, there's nothing like

a soft body to cuddle up with at night.

I don't want to hear about that.

- You like that Gentile girl?

- Why?

She sure is pretty. You think she'll convert?

- Maybe I will.

- Now you're just being stupid.

You're the man.

She's the one who needs to convert.

Micah, do you love your wives?

I don't know. I mean, what's love?

Maybe men don't fall in love,

only women do.

- You ever thought about that?

- No.

You need a wife.

- Here you go.

- Where are you going?

Home, to bed, with my wives.

Well, be careful

you don't go falling in love, okay?

It's okay. At least I'm married.

Oh, you want me to put your horse away

for you?

No, I'll do it.

I want to talk to father when he gets home.

Fine-Iooking horse.

Yes, he is, Father.

Where did he come from?

He was a gift to me.

Who would give you such a fine gift

and why?

Well, the truth is,

no one else could go near him.

So they gave him to me.

He'll make a great sire.

He'll definitely improve

the quality of our stock.

- Yes.

- What's happening with the emigrants?

When do they plan to move out?

I think they plan to stay the two weeks

that you gave them.

Have they said anything about

the Prophet's murder?

I don't think they even know

who Joseph Smith was.

Have you heard them talk about joining

Buchanan's army, running us out of here?

All they want to do is go to California.

I think you've got them figured wrong.

They mean no harm.

Some of them are from Missouri.

Can't trust anyone from Missouri.

That's like saying every Mormon

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