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Abish!

Abish!

They took my wife.

Let him live

to remember what invading our lands cost him.

Please help me.

Please, I need help. They took my wife. Please, I need…

Please, help me.

Please…

Please help me. Please…

So, what now?

Make our way back to Bridger without being seen.

You can get your guide to take you east, 'cause it ain't me.

No, we're not going back. We are going to Crooks Springs.

You're gonna get that boy killed.

My intention is to bring him where he belongs, to his father.

If his father wanted him, he'd come get him, wouldn't he?

Come here. Let's go.

Stop!

Mr. Reed. Mr. Reed!

- Stop! - No, Mr. Reed!

Stop, stop, stop! Give me my son.

You want your boy back, then you'll get him at Bridger.

You make a peep, I leave you out here to die,

-do you understand? -Uh-huh.

Mr. Reed! Mr. Reed, let me have my son.

Let me have my son, and we'll go on our own.

I will take him to his father myself.

When we arrive at Crooks, I… I will…

I will find some way to have my husband repay you handsomely for your bravery.

Mr. Reed. Mr. Reed!

Wait!

Go home!

Nothing here for you but death.

Get on.

Now.

She's not bothering us.

Shut up.

Water's too high.

We gotta find a better place to cross.

Or we turn around and we keep going west.

Stay here.

Stay here? Are you leaving us?

For how long?

Mr. Reed!

I don't know.

I don't think we can stay still this long.

Where would we go?

-I think we should move. -Move how?

-Devin, you have to let me think. -Mom, what are you talking about?

- Mom! I know her. - Don't come any closer!

What?

I know her.

How?

She snuck into our wagon.

She what?

I don't understand.

I think she wants her knife back.

It was hers. She dropped it.

Hello!

Ms. Holloway.

Ms. Holloway. I'd like to talk to you.

He knows our real name.

Don't… Don't run.

Are you ready to run?

Ms. Holloway!

Run!

Hey, hey, hey!

Come on!

Okay.

Okay. Go. Be careful.

Saw 'em go up there!

Get them, boys!

They're on that rock.

Go.

Ms. Holloway?

You in there?

See them in the back?

I can't see nothing.

Mills! You all right?

Mills!

Mills, answer me. You all right?

You in there, Ms. Holloway?

Folks who wrote up this bounty would prefer you alive.

Ms. Holloway?

Through here. Come on, go.

I don't wanna have to harm your boy.

Come on. Keep going.

Do something now.

Yeah!

♪ Ladybird, ladybird ♪

♪ Fly away home! ♪

♪ Your house is on fire ♪

Should we go?

It is an ignorant excitement

that causes some people of the United States

to feel and act toward us the way they do.

But trust me, brothers, there's not an honest man among them,

who, if he could hear our doctrine taught, without knowing it was Mormon,

would not drink down those principles like a thirsty ox drinks down water.

But an ignorant prejudice causes them to refuse,

to persecute, to threaten us with war!

But we cannot weaken.

We hear brethren talk of coming to Utah.

To enjoy the blessings of this land.

What we can make it

if we stay true to each other,

true to our beliefs,

and true to the Church.

So… during this time of our reformation,

when evil wants to pull us away from what brought us here,

we must use the spirit of Zion

to push that evil away!

Push that evil away!

For not today, brothers, not tomorrow,

but someday in the future,

our territory and this entire American continent will be Zion.

- Amen. - Amen.

Brother Cook.

Brother Young.

From Brother Wolsey.

There was a conflict with some pioneers.

Over 70 dead.

Do our hands show a drop of blood on this?

No, sir.

Good.

Brother Hickman, we need to speed up our plans.

You need to go to Fort Bridger immediately

so that no wild rumors make their way east. Yes?

-Yes, sir. -Good.

Our concern, Mr. Bridger,

is your new partnership with the United States Army.

There is no partnership, Bill. It's a business deal, plain and simple.

I've got land,

and they paid me a fair price to lease a parcel for 25 of their men.

Nothing more, nothing less.

The Army may only have 25 of their men here now.

But you know as well as I that number will grow.

Their sole purpose in station--

Their sole purpose in stationing soldiers in this territory

is to overthrow LDS leadership.

Forced occupation on LDS settlements bring probable violence

onto law-abiding LDS citizens.

Latter? Or ladder?

I never understood that. I prefer Mormon.

Latter-Day Saints.

Right. And as you are the leader of the Nauvoo Legion,

which is Brother Young's private army in all its bloody glory,

you, of course, frown when using violence as a means to your ends.

Nauvoo Legion only acts in defense of our persecuted brothers and sisters.

Uh-huh.

Regardless, I'm here now as a delegate of Governor Young.

Yeah, with the intent, I suppose,

of suggesting to Brother Young

that my leasing lands to the Army makes me one of your persecutors as well.

I would hope that isn't the case.

But the United States government is looking for a war with us.

So anyone who assists their cause will be considered an enemy.

Then I would see why folks started calling you Wild Bill.

Jim.

You need to see something.

Did you see who attacked you?

Many.

Did you see what they looked like?

Can you tell me what they were wearing?

Hoods.

What's that?

Hoods.

Indians in hoods.

Indians? That could be Red Feather's bunch.

They didn't see you?

- He'd have killed them all. - Whichever tribe of savages it was,

this attack makes it clear, Captain Dellinger,

you need to be placing your focus on the natives,

rather than creating conflict with the LDS.

If I brought these men in hoods in front of you, could you identify them?

Could you tell me if they were the ones that done it?

Maybe.

Maybe?

Yes.

First light.

Now.

Now!

- We'll go at first light. - Now!

Easy.

My Abish is out there!

The Paiute, do the whites work for them now?

For livestock. For women.

And the right to sleep on the land that they have stolen from us.

We killed many whites.

So the men who gave you horses could hide behind you.

Could grow stronger.

We did what we could--

Shh.

Close your eyes, Oaklyn.

The whites will not go away!

Oaklyn. Close your eyes. Put yourself somewhere else.

There are too many of them!

To survive, we must--

Please, I just want to see my family, my children.

Can you please help me? Can you please help me?

Please.

- No! - No!

No! No, please! No!

Abish! Stop! They're hurting me!

You will die one day.

Just like me.

But your pain will be worse.

Your heart, savage.

'Cause I have lived a decent life.

Now I will see what comes next.

That knife just about got your brain.

"And vengeance shall no more come upon them, sayeth the Lord my God,

and their trespasses shall never be brought any more as a testimony."

"Amen."

-We need a posse. -Posse?

You gotta have law to have posses, Mr. Pratt.

We got neither in these parts.

Then I'll form one myself.

With what shine to convince others to join up?

Everything you had has been took.

Through the glory of God, I'll call on their sense of decency.

Son, Jesus Christ hisself could not gather a handful of these men

to track down his own sweet virgin mama.

Do not fool yourself into thinking otherwise.

Mr. Bridger doesn't share our faith in the goodwill of others, Brother Pratt.

Or understand what it means to be a member of our faith.

You're one of us.

There'll be more than a few men willing to join in retrieving your wife.

Then God bless.

Good luck to you both.

The woman and boy that joined you.

Rowell?

Same fate as the rest.

I'm so cold.

I know. We all are. This will help.

-Can we make it big? -No, we don't want anyone to see.

-I can't feel it. -You will feel it.

I… I'm Sara.

And this is my son Devin.

What's your name?

Two…

Two… Two skies.

Two Moons.

It's a beautiful name.

Hey.

Thank you.

Get off me!

No! No! No!

Sit still!

Listen!

Well, understandably, the Mormon boy's a bit foggy on the details,

but he'll lead us to where the attack occurred and the…

Well, we'll head out on our own then.

It shouldn't be too hard to find a bunch of dead bodies, God damn it.

Gentlemen, this is Brother Jacob Pratt.

He and other God-fearing members of our community

recently suffered a violent attack at the hands of hostiles.

Brother Pratt is certain his wife's still alive.

I told him we'd do everything in our power to help him find his beloved.

James Wolsey.

Myself and the members of the Nauvoo Legion

are at your service, Brother Pratt.

Thank you.

We checked for survivors.

It was dark.

My men and I stay any longer, we risk being seen.

A lot of loose ends, Wolsey.

Pratt out there, his wife, possibly others.

He'd be telling his story to those soldiers at Bridger's right now.

And Washington hears, we'd have a thousand troops headed our way.

No loose ends.

I will execute him tonight.

Not unless he suspects something.

Till then, Pratt's still one of us.

And we're all with God together in this war.

You understand?

Yes, sir.

I'll return to Governor Young in the morning.

Let him know everything's being handled.

A chance anyone else escaped?

No.

Abish!

Be still.

You better hope it was only me who saw your smoke.

She helped us after you left.

-Give me your gun. -No.

Who would you rather have holding it?

Give it.

Leave.

Go home to your people.

She can't understand you. She doesn't speak.

Her tongue's cut out.

She has ears.

-Hey! Please! -Stop! What are you doing?

Taking the dinner bell off our necks.

-Don't touch him! -Stop!

The brace stays off.

-The brace stays off! -Okay!

-Are you all right? -I'm fine.

-We can strap it back on. -I don't want it.

-Devin, you have to wear-- -I'm not crippled.

Abish was right here.

How can you know that?

Alivan.

Oaklyn.

Abish.

Big assumption off a cut rope.

Brother Wolsey! Got one alive!

Was this one of the hostiles that attacked your party?

I don't know.

Water.

Who attacked you?

Did they take a woman?

Wolf Clan, they took women.

Who did they take?

Help me.

I will help you too.

-Who did they take? -I will help you too.

Help me…

-Who did they take? -Please.

-The Shoshone got them-- -Please…

He had more to say! He had more to say! He had more to say!

-He knew where-- -Peace, brother.

Peace!

He was suffering, and we heard enough.

Look at him. That savage there murdered your people.

And lost your wife to the Wolf Clan.

You understand me?

What's Wolf Clan?

Renegade Shoshone.

Not a bunch to be trifled with.

If they have Abish, I'm gonna find them.

We will find them.

What do you want to do?

Make sure there's no one out there that can pin any of this on us.

And if his wife is out there, that is of grave concern.

Eat.

All right. I got her.

Nearly all these horses are shod.

I'm not aware of any tribe that shoes their horses.

Since when did anyone but Indians start taking scalps?

There's a first time for everything.

Mormons?

Mmm-hmm.

Why would they kill their own?

I'm sure they'll do whatever they think is necessary to protect their Zion.

We are not Pinkerton, Edmund.

We sure as hell don't get paid like it.

We're here to find out who's doling out all this violence.

I know who's responsible.

You may think you know, but we've got nothing to pin it on them.

This is the work of savages.

Captain.

So, this is the work of savages, huh? You think Indians did this?

I do.

Well… what kind of Indians wear this?

What is this place?

Give me some money.

Why?

Horses ain't free.

How much?

How much do you have?

How much are horses?

How much do you have?

I have 100.

All of it?

Give it.

I just…

Stay here.

Who's in charge?

Nice coat.

Did you get chewed up by some Red?

Wanna buy some horses.

He wants to buy some horses.

For riding, pulling, or hauling?

Broke is best.

Broke horses are tough to find out this way.

They come with a price.

How much?

I should have kept the money.

-He needed it for horses. -I don't trust him.

Stay here.

-Just wait here like he said. -Stay here.

Hundred for three.

A hundred for three.

I guess we could make that work.

What's this?

Has everything been satisfied, Mr. Reed?

Wanted to be sure we were in agreement on the price of the horses,

it being my money.

-You don't listen. -Oh, I listen. I just don't trust you.

Who'd all you say these horses are for again?

Guiding a party back to Bridger.

Is that right?

-You one of his party? -I am.

Who else you traveling with? Don't mind my asking--

No one that matters.

You wouldn't by chance be traveling with a young boy now, would you?

Some fellas came passing through previous.

Mentioned a mother and son on the run from back east someplace.

Said there's a considerable reward for a woman described

not so much different than this one.

I know nothing about it.

Well, how about that?

Some stray boy just following you around?

-Hey! Miah! -Yeah?

That look like a little boy to you up on that hill?

Yeah, that look like a little boy.

If you don't want to do business, we'll be on our way.

No. We can definitely do some business now.

What's your plan, friend? Hmm?

You gonna take her back east to collect?

'Cause the way I see it, my helping you transport something as valuable as this

is sure worth more than $100.

You're shot.

-Hey! -Come here.

-It isn't true! It isn't true! -Get up!

Get up! Get up!

-It is not-- -What was he saying?

-What is this bounty? Who are you? -I had no choice!

-It was self-defense! -Who are you?

I was protecting myself. It is no different than what you did here.

-If you're turning us in for the money… -What is this bounty?

-Where are you taking me? -Bridger. We're going to Bridger.

You're not taking us back to Bridger! Bridger is in the wrong direction!

- Leave my mom alone! - Stay back, Devin!

Get the coat. That coat right there. Get it.

-Get the coat. -You cannot take us back to Bridger.

Someone will find us there. Let me get Devin to his father,

after that, you can take me and then collect the reward.

I don't care.

Look at me. Listen. This is $1,500.

This is yours if you take us to Crooks Springs.

Whatever good you think you're doing by bringing him back, you are wrong.

He will die.

The only hope he has is to reach his father. Please.

I'm just trying to protect my son.

You lie to me again, I will take your life.

-Do you understand? -Yes.

-Do you? Good. -Yes, I do.

How do I know you won't just take it and ride off?

You don't.

Thank you, Mr. Reed.

Can Two Moons come?

He doesn't care. Get a horse.

You're bleeding.

Get on a horse.

There was an attack!

Chief, there was an attack.

There are many dead.

Not our people.

Looking for…

Red Feather.

Have you seen him?

Red Feather's camp is near Cedar Falls.

Says Red Feather's somewhere around Cedar Falls,

and they don't know about the attack.

Hey!

Pratt! Pratt!

Where'd you get that? Hey! Hey!

Where'd you get that? Hey! Where did you get this?

This was my wife's! Where is she?

Help him.

-Abish! -Hey. Get off him!

Abish!

-Hey! Back off. -Abish!

That's enough!

We do not want war with you.

His wife was taken.

That belonged to her.

From across the ridge. She is not here.

They don't have her, Brother Pratt. Get on your horse.

This was hers.

-This was hers. -Look around the village, Pratt.

They're just scavengers.

Get him up.

She is not here.

Leave now!

All you bring is death!

Now go before we bring death onto you.

Leave now!

We will kill you!

Leave now!

What did he say?

He said get on your horse, Brother Pratt.

Thank you for your hospitality, Chief.

Mr. Reed.

Mr. Reed, are you okay?

Mister?

Mr. Reed.

Stay with the horses.

Is he going to die?

I don't know. The bullet's still in there.

There's a lot of blood.

It's all we have.

Stay here.

Mom!

It's fine.

We're just trying to get west.

That's my son.

Isaac…

I'm sorry. I don't understand.

It's all right. Careful.

Welcome back to the living, Kinii Da-Dawon.

Nasuwegai'nde gives you many lives.

Too many.

Sleeping Deer used his best medicine.

You look like you're feeling better

than the last time I checked on you.

How long have we been here?

Two days.

So… while I was dying, you went through my--

No.

I took it immediately when I thought you were dead on the trail.

These people, they… care about you.

They've been very kind to us.

This was your home once? Yeah?

It was.

My son, I am so happy

to see you with full breath.

When you arrived,

I was afraid you had passed to the other side.

I felt as if I did.

You have a new wife and son now.

They are not mine.

She has not left your side.

The boy brings memories of you.

You have much pain in your eyes.

Your pain…

we share it.

You must breathe through it.

And remember that pain will not kill you.

I have no peace.

What is it?

Riders. I don't know.

Take them with you.

- I don't know what they're here for-- - Go with her.

There was an attack on white settlers.

Many were killed.

I do not believe that it was you,

but others have made accusations.

They were white.

Mormons.

Likely.

How do you know that?

I was there.

And you did nothing to stop them?

It wasn't my place.

Women and children were murdered--

It happens a lot in these parts.

The Shoshone warrior, Red Feather, is he part of this tribe?

No.

My son lives with his own now.

Fights his own wars.

Not the Shoshone people's.

Do you know where your son is right now, Chief?

Well, what I'll say is this.

You ought to move your people further east

to the lands the US government has given you.

The Shoshone will live on the land that Nasuwegai'nde has given us.

Men who want violence do not care what your Gods have given you.

You get any information, you send word to Captain Dellinger over at Fort Bridger.

You bring shame on your people.

But I will watch you die with the others.

Stay here.

Heading west is a mistake.

I have no choice.