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It was magic.

Magic.

And how will I be telling that to someone?

If they don't believe in magic, they'll think it all an exaggeration.

But it must be true.

It's what we saw.

We almost died in the second woods.

Evil itself was in that forest.

Not without some kind things do you know?

It was magic.

He thinks he's Jesus Christ.

And that other one, she's possessed.

One of each.

And now we've got that Irish rabble thinking he's some kind of prince.

You know what your duty is, Andrew.

They're coming.

I tell you, they're coming.

Indeed. And who is it who will be coming, Calvin?

Andrew, Rachel and a whole nasty bunch.

What have we done?

What's the damn thing?

I know, Eloise, but they're coming.

Well, it's none of their bloody business.

Fanny. Fanny, get up.

I'm up.

It's all right.

It's all right, Elias.

Get dressed now. Get dressed, Leah.

Oh, no.

No, not this. No, no.

Now, Leah.

Help me, Captain.

Help me. Help me.

Robert, Captain, hold her.

Mama, what are they going to do?

Let her be.

Let her be like that. I don't know what they'll do, Will.

Neither do I.

Give me that rope.

I knew it was coming.

Mama and the new preacher.

Making longing eyes, then meeting in the dark places.

But when we moved in with him and strange Leah, it was more than the town

bear.

What with Mama still being married to my father.

He'd been trapping for nearly a year.

I kept hoping he would show.

Save it all.

Seal the house and burn it!

They yelled at us, hoped to destroy their things.

But that was only the start.

They're going to hang him. Margaret, you don't understand. Stay out of it,

Jewel. It's a mistake. Don't get mixed up in his troubles.

Jewel! What about the others, Jewel?

We have to live here.

What about Marion?

Jewel!

Mama, Jewel, Pa, always arguing about Mr.

Will, gave me big worries.

That morning, even Mr.

Calvin had a gun.

Don't talk about me, Eloise. You know what you've done.

And you will smite. You're guilty of polygamy and adultery.

And that one.

A child of the Lord.

God's special gift.

Speak of the tongues of the Hebrews.

She's been raped.

He's a woman of the devil. And you, you're his lusty brother.

They say he was blessed.

I never saw anyone so lucky as him.

His guardian angel was always there, no matter what sort of rude business he got

himself into.

No one even looked that surprised when the rope broke, like they knew it was

impossible to defeat him.

They just stared at him, waiting to see what he would do.

My friends, I'd be lying if I said you weren't good people.

And I... I knew that the moment I stepped off the ferry.

For everyone helping with Leah.

And Rachel.

You brought us all our meals that first week.

Dalton's Ferry is a good town.

I even thought it might be the promised land.

The sad truth is that all, all you good people won't be coming with me.

With us.

With us to a real promised land.

I wish you could come with me.

With us.

And I'm sorry, so sorry that we are forced to appropriate a take.

Your generous town's providings. But the Lord giveth and he taketh away.

I'm sure you've heard it said before because it's true.

The deity moves in mysterious ways.

And a man does as he is forced to do.

Are you going to roar with it or shoot with it? I reckon it's a problem of the

heart. No, it's not a problem of the heart. It's a problem of you and the

prince.

Mama and the others took anything in town they wanted.

People's seed, powder, flour, everything, and loaded it on the ferry

boat. We stole that, too.

Mr. Will said we would start our own settlement, a place where English and

would live as equals, the promised land.

He said if we just floated down the river, it would find us.

Mama said it was true.

And Mr. Calvin and Mr. Jewel believed him.

I guess because Mr. Will was nice to him.

Past not the compliments and such as that.

Mr. Calvin brought Sister.

That was his wife's name.

And Meg, that was their granddaughter.

Sister just came because Calvin did.

Kathleen came with Jewel's wife, Margaret.

Mama, try to keep...

Me and her, off and away, but we were all so pumped up together.

If we had to leave home, our Julipa would be hanging in the trees.

And Julipa didn't fancy that.

My father, would he come after me?

Aye, he would.

Or was he even yet alive?

No one knew where we were.

I knew it. They've gone into New France. Andrew, what about the Shawnee? Let's

go. We'll never catch up.

Let's let the Indians get them.

Solid as a rock, rich and out.

Spreading the gospel.

Spreading the bunny laws of Moses.

Thou shalt not.

Nor the gods. Forget those graven images.

The crazier that a rat in a brandy cake.

God, if not the Lord in vain.

Sit on the Sabbath.

Honor the mamas and the poppies.

No killing.

Stop that screaming.

If you knew what happened to her.

What? It's a miracle she can even mumble.

What happened to her?

Well, when she was just a wee thing, they came to her house.

Sound familiar?

And brought her mother out into the street.

Burned her.

And little Leo watched it all.

How did you know all this?

I saved her.

I tried to save the mother, too, but...

It was too late.

I still say she's balmy.

My neighbor's ox. My neighbor's flocks. My neighbor's rock. His chicken pox.

Watch

the cliffs.

The what?

The cliffs.

I have been a stranger in a strange land.

Smythe will get his without Andrew's help. I know that much.

So, what are you going to do, Marion?

Eat the squirrel.

But then what are you going to do?

Go to sleep.

Guess you'll be going after Eloise and your daughter.

Sister, old Europe was once saved from the infidel Moors by such a man as

Brother Kelton.

We're talking about a man who was willing to make the ultimate sacrifice.

for those he loved.

I'm proud to say I knew him.

In heaven, we'll meet again, my friend.

In heaven, we'll meet again.

You already think it'll fool them? Of course it will.

History, Eloise.

Now take your lessons from history.

You could hear us for miles, flipping and plashing along.

And Sister Bellerin.

Mama finally put cloth in her mouth to shut her off.

Mr. Will was still singing the sweet tune.

But he was a poor tool for to be guiding us through the woods.

Stop your mischief.

I'm delicate.

Oh. Is that how

your husband did it?

Now I don't ask about Lear, do I, you pokey blood of snake?

and engrossed in us.

But you see, gumbly overstone, with leaves, a green,

a wash, a glow, with hints of hints of

indigo. What's an indigo?

It's a colour, like blue.

Well, why then was it blue?

It binds horribly, my dear.

There were brambly branches, prickly sticks, growing

like briar, but even much thicker.

Little green growths that grew from the ground, entwined with

vines, hanging overhead down.

Why? Because every plant had a spirit in it.

He was always telling stories.

Peculiar stories.

Come on, damn you!

You heard those guns?

know who it was?

I saw Indians.

Where?

Where are they? She didn't see anything.

I see them too.

They're here.

Where? Who's here?

There. Get your children. Come on. Hurry up. Right around the corner.

Come on.

Run. Run.

How

many

of them, Bippy?

I don't know.

Oh, Lord, there's more over there.

It's a bad bit for us.

Bye. Yes, sir.

Just quit your yank and I'm out. And make sure you don't miss.

That's it.

That's it.

Hahahaha.

time, eh?

Are you all right now?

Yes, I'm all right. I'm all right now. What were you laughing about? What kind

of funny joking was you passing around out there? There's nothing to wag on

about.

Come on, Murray. What were you saying to him?

Well, I asked him how his wife was.

Hey, but what was it to make him laugh, eh?

He asked me how my wife was.

So I told him.

No, sister.

It's Dalton.

Hmm.

Dalton?

Dalton?

Dalton?

Why was they coming out into the open like that, Doc?

They knew me. Friends of mine.

Friends?

Marianne! No, please!

I don't rely on friendship when my daughter's life's at stake.

Where's your daughter?

no longer your wife.

I'm not here to help.

Nobody's asking for your help.

I'm here because you're not going to decide when my daughter's going to die.

She'll be staying with me.

The Shawnee will be back.

Of that you can be certain.

There was rude surgery, Eloise, shooting that Indian.

I reckon he's got some friends whose pleasure it'll be to find you.

And they will.

I'm taking Fanny to a safe place out of their way. We'll be going, too.

If there's any among you, any of you that want to make a fuss about it, then

come on.

Let's settle it.

Where did you get this big nose?

That's for you, Kathleen.

Look, surely you can be brave.

It's good luck, honey.

Some sort of taboo.

The feathers are a clear sign.

Keep away.

If you don't, the trail will disappear behind you.

Indians are pernickety.

They won't follow us into this valley.

If the Indians won't be going there, then maybe we shouldn't be either.

There's not like to be anyone down there.

Up here, we got Shawnee.

This is their land.

We're intruders.

What about Mama?

I want to make sure you're safe.

But what about Mama and the others?

We'll just be worrying about you for now.

But we can't just leave them there.

Honey, honey, stay close to jewel Leave the cow here.

Get Fanny into that Valley as fast as you can

He

cared about the others just didn't want to say so

He knew they'd follow us anyway, so why stay around and be vexed with their

chaff?

Now they were doing exactly what he told them to do.

They wanted to stay alive.

Move along.

Right then.

Follow me.

Look!

Cabins!

As far as the writing, Margaret, because it's French.

Trapper's camp?

Trapper's down clear for use.

The Indians?

Uh -huh.

Would they be following us?

Uh -huh.

Well, what sort of business would they be up to, then?

They were laughing.

Here we are.

All day coming.

Thank you, O Lord, for delivering us from the savage infidels.

And again, we pray.

Bow down thy ear, O Lord.

Hear me, for I am poor and weak.

It's like he has jewel under a spell.

Talk to him, Marion.

He'll listen to anyone who's few.

I didn't get him into this messy business, Margaret.

You can get him out.

It's his fancy.

You can change it.

Aye, as surely as you can make my mules say her prayers.

Rejoice, the soul of thy servant.

For unto thee, O Lord, do I lift up my soul.

He knows so much.

He himself can read now.

I spent the first 25 years of my life being no smarter than a plaguey cow.

I used to look at the stars at night and I know I had feelings about them.

But now I know their names.

Tree. With feathers.

The path disappears before you.

It's a devil tree.

Some Indians believe that the devil isn't a dark angel who lives someplace

like down below.

They look on it as a natural thing.

As natural as a brook.

Or a tree.

Their devil is born of earth.

A part of nature thriving on the evil half of life.

Everything that's good has an evil side to it.

To live and breed, the mantis has to kill the fly.

The hawk has to kill the sparrow.

I killed that rabbit.

And I'm going to eat it.

I'm happy.

But the rabbit's dead.

Some believe that every time innocent blood is spilled, it sinks into

the earth and joins in particular spots with the blood of other victims who died

before it.

Until, finally, the souls of the slaughtered creatures gather together.

Into a breathing spirit.

A devil.

That captures the living.

And commands their shadows.

And it's not just the Indians, you know.

A lot of people believe that sort of thing.

People carry on about... Ghosts.

Banishing.

Leprechaun.

That tree says that this valley is

where the lost blood gathers.

It's the home of the devil.

If you believe.

What is this?

What is it? What is it? What is it? What is it? What is it?

And no Indians, Marion.

Will Smythe wasn't concerned about the visitors.

He'd read about this sort of thing in his books.

He told us it was a coup attack.

The Indians didn't want to hurt us, only to touch us. And what he said they

really wanted was to communicate.

Now it was our turn.

He and Mr. Jewell took some of Sister and Calvin's clothes and hung them in

woods as an offering of peace.

Yes, yes, it's true. They're savage.

But they're also a noble people.

And with a little help, they could become Christians.

But how can the Indians learn if there's no one to teach?

Now, as long as we're trapped here anyway... If they're Indians, they're

certainly different than any I've ever seen.

Harmless.

Better to be touched than shot.

Maybe I misread the tree.

This valley shouldn't be lived in, but it is.

And by some very strange ones at that.

And these cabins here.

It's a melancholy fancy that they left it all. Yes, well, I'll handle the

Indians.

The Shawnee won't come into this little valley.

That means they're afraid of the ones who are down here.

There's got to be a reason.

Margaret! They know Margaret's down here.

He's trying to fill your head with hatred.

Evil minds are the most suspicious.

Now his is the way of violence.

I have a better way.

The way of giving.

The Shawnee are still up there.

They want to make sure nobody comes out.

When they leave, we leave.

We can't leave Mama.

You don't have a choice.

queerness of it, Fanny.

He's got such a hold on him.

Why?

Talk to her, da.

Talk to her sweet.

You betrayed us, Lord.

You betrayed us.

You betrayed us.

You betrayed us.

Last time out, I decided that when I got back, I'd perhaps be calling in my

traps for a different way of doing things. Maria, don't be telling me this.

Not now.

Eloise, how can you be casting about with a man like that?

I think I haven't put thoughts on it.

You.

You were all rocky and rough and unpromising.

I was your anchor, stuck on the bottom not to be going nowhere while you

around on the surface.

Well, for him, I'm on top.

I'm the sail.

Just a cheery warning, Eloise.

You stay here with your English sly foot.

Then your whole kith and kin is going to be on the underside of the earth.

But it's a present. We found it hiding in the reef. It's a present.

Yes, children, it is a present.

Why, it's a gift from the Indians.

They have given up this precious girl to the Lord's kingdom.

For we must baptize her at once.

What do you think, Leah?

Come, Peter.

Peter.

And Peter said, repent and be baptized in the name of Jesus Christ.

little lost lamb.

I baptize thee with the Christian name of

New Hope.

What was she up to?

It was all too perfect, like it was planned.

I don't know if she was ever blind.

Just hokey pokeying to get aid and sympathy.

Maybe she wanted a change.

Changed a lot of things.

It's a sign from God.

Oh, it's a glorious day.

These waters are blessed.

And what's most important of all, this valley is holy.

We have found the promised land.

In French, we are two men and five women,

here to the east of the king's wide river,

where God knows

we have buried those whose

heads are covered with blood, the same.

Ave Maria, save us from evil.

The devil lives in the trees.

They who risk the departed souls

of Renee and Maria are

to know the risk is just names.

It happened right here.

In these cabins, the people must have... It might have happened here.

It doesn't concern us.

Aye, but it's... It doesn't concern us. We don't know where it happened or if it

happened.

Are we having any problems now?

So what if someone... someone died here?

I mean, we... we had a miracle here.

Our garden is our bathroom, our livelihood.

So, lots of great care.

Think.

Think fertility.

And caress each seed.

Love it.

Remember, every seed has a spirit in it.

It's just that we're all in here.

I'm back, Santa!

Come and do the business, the good that he has.

Oh, that's it. That's it.

That's it.

All

power

is given unto me in heaven and in earth.

All power is given unto him in heaven and on earth.

Go ye therefore and teach all nations.

baptizing them in the name of the Father

This town of yours, it's a ridiculous new thing.

Sure, things aren't as good as they could be now.

But we just got here.

This is my opportunity, Marion.

It's my big chance.

If I pass it up, I'm not likely to get another.

Chances are, your wife and daughter will end up dead.

There'll be houses from hilltop to hilltop. We've already started planning

it. I'm going to be constable.

I ain't a Lindsay Woolsey pig runner no more, Marion.

I'm Mr. Jewel Buchanan.

That's it, Fanny.

We'll go at dawn.

Fanny?

Where is she?

What?

Fanny, damn it.

She was with you.

Where is she? We don't have her, Dalton.

That's the truth.

What is she doing in the woods? I don't know.

What did the Indians, what are they? I already told you.

And they just disappeared.

That's right.

They just disappeared.

They vanished.

Fanny was just laying there a long, long time.

And Mr. Dalton was trying to ponder it through.

Leah was acting stranger and stranger, and she was trying to figure things,

And I think she was getting a lot further along with it than Mr. Dalton.

What's gotten into you?

You used to be God's angel.

Do you forget that you'd have burned if it wasn't for me?

Leah was a magic lady.

She said that there were people trapped in the woods.

She said she was going to... She was going to be queen of the

forest.

She smelled like bushes, but she was good to us.

Leah was our friend, and I loved her.

Will started calling the strangers the harpies after they stole his box of

books.

That's when he and Jewelpa built the stockade.

He said stealing his books was inexcusable.

The castle gave milk.

Jewelpa said she was long since freshened.

Mr. Will said this was God's proof.

He didn't know nothing.

The cow was a friend of Leah's.

Fanny stayed asleep.

The cabin began to smell like something old and wet.

And I knew that Fanny was slipping away from us.

Have you forgotten about the rest of us?

Jewel and I built the walls alone

The

cabin

began to shake all the time like something was trying to get to Fanny.

wouldn't let it in, and I think Mr. Dalton knew that.

She was a fairy.

Leah was an Irish fairy.

She could make the flowers laugh.

I'd seen her do it.

Laugh out loud.

And that's why she told Mr.

Dalton that the secret...

We're sleeping in the trees.

I heard a kind of racket outside.

Your home was covered with some kind of...

And then I saw Leah.

Get out!

Get out!

Get out!

And then... I saw you.

Medjid?

That would be simple, wouldn't it?

She was sick. Now she's well. Let's not create phantoms.

How do they get in? God damn good question!

You people just let them walk right in?

The bloody cretins!

The best minds of Europe!

God damn!

God damn! God damn it!

Mama, Meg's gone again. She'll be going with the harpies into a tree.

No, she didn't.

Uh -uh.

The witch has got Meg and she'll be wanting me, too.

She's got my name written in her belly.

Hush.

But little Meg is gone now, Marion.

You can't be leaving now.

After this,

You're on your own

She's right here, sister.

Don't let her near me.

Sister, be careful of what you're saying. Keep her away from me.

Make sense. The Indians must have found her.

Yes, they knew we'd be coming here.

But this is a great sign.

No, it's not.

Lydia! Lydia, kill her!

You saw this!

She's blind again. No, she's not!

Meg, what happened?

I dreamed I died in a thicket wood, but the sky blew me heartbreak.

I don't know if she could see or not.

Did it matter?

No one knew anymore what they'd seen and what they hadn't.

What good were eyes?

She's your granddaughter.

Sisters!

Be quiet!

Damn it, quiet!

Will! I directly intervened with God!

I restored of sight!

Sister gave Smythe his miracle.

She had the power to take it back. Damn monkey!

Maybe she knew that.

What is this?

Who'd be putting that dress on her?

I did.

You mean you went into my house, rummaged through my things, and stole my

daughter's dress?

Don't you have any regard for a young child's feelings? I don't want her

Kathleen's dresses!

You stay out of my life! You're a witch!

And you're the devil!

What? You're her! She is the hell!

Made me go in the woods.

Kathleen, hush.

She did, Mama. She did.

Me, then Meg, now Kathleen.

And no one would listen.

Da told Mama what he'd seen, that tempers were heating and a -steaming,

words got lost in a shout.

Thank God we were leaving.

I heard you from outside talking about me. Be quiet.

No.

You're one of them. You're the one.

No. No, no, no.

The eagle's not out there.

It's in here.

I gave you.

But what's to determine us to settle here? Well, you're getting close to

sacrilege.

But if you yourself had heard him talking... Dalton's trying to destroy

That's what they all want.

You've got to be careful.

Don't let down your guard again. You're a Christian soldier.

There's devils here.

And someone didn't tell me.

And I know why.

They're everywhere.

I want you to start building. Take your own.

But planks.

Start right away.

Don't stop for anything.

I don't want my body eaten by animals.

Don't tell anybody about this.

But I'm afraid... I'm afraid God has left us.

Don't build for everyone!

Some people don't deserve...

Don't you share your wife?

You don't trust me.

You're going to tell the others.

Yes, but you don't know why.

Why God has left us. Do you, huh?

Do you?

Do you?

Well, it's Leah!

Now, you know about devils, don't you? Well, you see, when we were burning

Leah's mother, I had to keep lighting the fire because it

kept... Going out.

She was a Catholic.

A South Irish pagan.

And she was laughing at me.

So I took her daughter.

And I thought, now, now I have something and you have nothing.

And I'm going to have women.

But Leah's a witch!

All this time.

She led us here.

And now we're all going to die.

So.

So.

Now, if you're weak, no one can

help you.

As quickly as it started, it stopped.

And that's when Smythe found another miracle.

A real one.

The goat had a baby kid.

Which I can't explain, because there weren't no billy.

Jewel, we're safe.

Look what God has done.

We won't be needing those coffins after all.

That's killing me in there.

I need light.

Mighty Lord Baal, hear your children in this moment of peril.

Allow us to continue on the path.

Smite thine enemies and ours.

Oh, Lord, don't we pray in this hour of darkness now.

Harriet! Muffet.

Mama wanted to come, but she felt responsible for Mr.

Jewel.

She couldn't desert him now, and he couldn't go nowhere.

Since Sister was gone, we took Meg with us, but Kathleen had to stay with her

folk.

Doc promised he'd return for the others after he'd gotten us safely across the

mountains.

What was it back there, Doc?

Cold eyes of the hot fire.

What?

Cold eyes of the hot fire.

The eyes of animals.

Around the campfire.

At night.

That tree.

I was here.

Thank you.

He was gone.

There was no place else I could go.

It started getting hot after he died, as if his death had angered the sun.

The stream dried up and the ground crackled beneath your feet.

We sat there and waited for Mr. Jewel to get better or die.

Mama wept for Da.

She blamed herself.

And Smythe.

She told him he must not have had got in his pocket after all.

That set him to brooding in a vapor and sadly.

My child, you'll be all right.

Austin!

She'd be knowing that.

How do you know that, Simone?

I wish I knew what was going to happen to me.

Dad said it was like... It was like...

Cold eyes at a hot fire.

The eyes of animals.

around the campfire in the night.

Animals might know what a fire was, but they wouldn't know how it was made.

And a smart creature would be satisfied knowing that if he got

close, he got warm.

And if he got too close, he got burnt.

But some can't leave the fire alone.

I get to thinking they're bigger than it is.

And before long they're dancing in the middle of it.

Till there's nothing left but those cold eyes melting in the hot flame.

It's not my fault

Crime

won't make the sky any bluer

leaving that would be ridiculous I know you better than that

I've rid the valley of them once

we don't even know where Leah is

this is our home where we live I can do it again

I have to I

Did it before?

Me?

No.

That would mean abandoning the dream.

Abandoning God.

Where would you go?

No. No, no. I'm afraid I... I can't let you do it.

You might get hurt.

We can't run away from our problems.

I tried to tell you.

Don't hide from me, Liam.

I love you.

I know God.

Marion?

Where...

I led them here.

I led them right to me.

Those, they left me.

across on the Stygian Ferry.

Oh, Megan.

Marianne.

Marianne!

If you let her go, she's got you.

What?

She's waiting.

The children.

Snapper neck.

Give the power to me.

I don't know what happened after Mama and Margaret put us in a coffin.

We could hear them shouting for a moment, and then the current picked up,

after that we couldn't hear anything except the sounds of the river.

I don't know how long we were in there.

We couldn't get out.

Couldn't tell if it was night or day.

Or maybe about a week before you found us.

Look, so much to say, you don't really know what happened.

Isn't it possible that...

What you say you saw is not really what you saw.

I mean, surely you don't believe those Indians to be witches.

Harpies. Well, all right, you don't. No! We don't believe those harpies were

Indians.

You're the oldest.

It's a cold eye to the hot fire.

What? It means only the ones who were willing to burn will ever

know what happened.

I know.

There was something bad and something good.

The good one drowned the fire.