All language subtitles for Crying Blue Sky

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 too, you know.

It was magic.

He thinks he's Jesus Christ.

And that other one,
she's possessed.

Last night, he feathered
his nest with a whore.

A witch and a whore,
that's what he's got in there.

One of each.

And now he's got
that Irish rabble.

thinking he's
some kind of prince.

You know what
your duty is, Andrew.

- The man's a sinner.
- They're coming.

I tell you, they're coming.

Indeed? And who is it
who'll be coming, Calvin?

Andrew, Rachel
and the whole nasty bunch.

But what have we done?
Not a 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, Leah.

Just get dressed now.
Get dressed, Leah.

Oh, no. No.

Not this, not-

Now, Leah.

Help me, Calvin!

Calvin, Calvin!
Grab her, Calvin. Hold her!

Mama, what are
they going to do?

Please, let her be.

Let her be? Like that?

I don't know what
they'll do, Will.

Neither do I.

- Will!
- Mama!

We got to get the priest!

What?

Clothe that woman.

You do it.

Give me that rope.

I knew it was coming.

Mama and the new preacher,

making longing eyes

and then meeting in
the dark places.

But when we moved in
with him and strange Leah,

it was more than
the town could bear,

what with Mama still
being married to my father.

He'd been traveling
for nearly a year.

Kept hoping he would show,

- and save us all.
- Sinning adulterer!

Seal the house and burn it!

They yelled at us, poked us.

Destroyed our things.

But that was only the start.

Jewell!

Jewell!

Jewell!

Jewell!

Jewell, Jewell!

They're at Will's,

with a rope.

- They're going to hang him.
- Let them.

- Margaret, you don't understand.
- Stay out of it.

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

Jewell!
What about the others, Jewell?

We have to live here.

What about Marion? Jewell!

- Jewell!
- Mama.

Jewell Pa,
always arguing about Mr. Will.

- Gave me big worries.
- Go inside.

That morning, even
Mr. Calvin had a gun.

Move, get that torch in there.

What are you
bringing us here for?

We've done nothing!

Don't false mouth me, Eloise.

You know what you've done.

And you, Will Smythe.

You're guilty of polygamy
and adultery.

- That's not true.
- As a representative of-

- He's not married to her.
- He brought her here.

- My husband left me.
- You're a liar and you know it.

Marion's in the woods trapping
to keep a roof over your head.

And that one.

A child of the Lord?

God's special gift?

Speaker of the
tongues of the Hebrews?

She's bewitched.

She's a woman of the devil.

And you,
you're his lusting brother.

Will, no!

Let me go! Mama!

Stop.

Do it.

Shot too soon, Andrew.

Anybody moves,
I'll shoot him for certain.

Keep it on him, Sister.

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.

Friends.

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

I knew that the moment
I stepped off the ferry.

Everyone helping with Leah.

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,

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.

You're going to row with it
or shoot with it or-

Just let her bring 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 wanting to bring-

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
Irish 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. Jewell believed him.

I guess because Mr. Will
was nice to them,

passing out 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.

Cathleen came
with Jewell's wife, Margaret.

Mama tried to keep me
and her off and away,

but we were all
so bumped up together.

We had to leave home

or Jewell Pa would
be hanging in the trees.

And Jewell Pa
didn't fancy that.

My father,
would he come after me?

Aye, he would.

But was he even yet alive?

And no one knew where we were.

I knew it.
They've gone into New France.

Andrew, what about
the Shawnee?

Let's go or
we'll never catch up.

Let's let the Indians
get them.

And to the promised land.

Brandish the sword.

Praise the Lord.

Brave flock, solid as a rock,

reaching out,
spreading the gospel,

spreading the
bonny laws of Moses.

Thou shalt not.

No other Gods.

Forget those graven images.

She's crazier than
a rat in a brandy cake.

God.

Take not the Lord in
vain, sit on the Sabbath.

Honor the mamas and papas.

No killing.

Stop that stealing.

If you knew
what happened to her-

What?

It's a miracle
she can even mumble.

What happened to her?

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 Leah
watched it all.

How does you know all this?

I saved her.

I tried to save
her mother too, but

it was too late.

I still say she's barmy.

Thy neighbor's ox,
thy neighbor's flocks.

- Thy neighbor's rake.
- His chicken flocks.

He gave Moses Zipporah,
his daughter-

- Oh.
- Watch the cliffs.

For what?

Cliffs.

and he called his name
Gershom, for he said:

I have been a stranger
in a strange land.

No!

Calvin!

I can't see.

I can't see! I'm blind.

I can't see.

Help! Calvin!

Where's the ferry?

It's gone!

They stole it!

Where's the ferry?

Andrew went after them.
I told him not to bother.

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

So,

what are you going
to do, Marion?

Eat this squirrel.

But then what are
you going to do?

Go to sleep.

I guess you'll be going after
Eloise and your daughter.

Sister, all of Europe

was once saved from the
infidel Moors by such a man

as Brother Calvin.

We are 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.

Do you really
think it'll fool them?

Of course, it will.
History, Eloise.

Now take your lessons
from history.

Come on, then.

You could hear us for miles,

slipping and splashing along,

and Sister bellowing.

I can't see!

All right, all right.

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

Mr. Will was still
singing a sweet tune,

but he was a poor tool

for to be guiding us
through the woods.

You, stop your mischief.

I'm delicate.

Stealth.

Is that how your
husband did it?

Now I don't ask
about Leah, do I?

you pokey blaguard.

They're close.

Very close.

It did grow an imbroglio.

A juicy, jungly overflow,

with leaves a-green,
awash, aglow,

with hints of tints
of indigo.

What's an indigo?

Oh, it's a color. Like blue.

Well, why then
not say, "Blue"?

Do you mind terribly, my dear?

There were brambly branches,

prickly stickers,

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
has a spirit in it.

He was always telling stories.

Peculiar stories.

Come on, damn you.

- Easy, Jewell.
- But you heard those guns.

You don't know who it was.

- I saw an Indian.
- Where?

- Where are they?
- It'll be all right.

She didn't see anything.

I see them too!

- They're here.
- Where? Who's here?

- There!
- Come on, children. Come on.

Hurry up, right around
the cart.

Come on.

Get sitting down.

How many of them there be?

I don't know.

Oh, Lord,
there's more over there.

It's a bad bit for us.

Fie, we've yet to start.

Just quit your yanking about
and make sure you don't miss.

Marion.

Not the Indians.

Don't shoot the Indian.

Now, don't cry.

I won't cry.

Marion! Marion, thank God.

No better place nor time, eh?

Are you all right, darling?

Yes, I'm all right,
I'm all right now.

What were you laughing about?

What kind of bonny joking was
you passing around out there?

There's nothing
to wag on about.

Come on, Marion.
What was you saying?

Well, I asked him
how his wife was.

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

He asked me how my wife was.

So I told him.

Calvin?

No, Sister.

It's Dalton.

Calvin?

Calvin?

Calvin?

Why were they coming out
into the open like that, Da?

They knew me, friends of mine.

Friends?

- Marion.
- No, don't, please!

I don't rely on friendship

when my daughter's life
is at stake.

Was your daughter.

And I'm 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
is going to die.

She'll be staying with me.

The Shawnee will be back.

Of that, you can be certain.

That 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'd you get this big nose?

That's for you, Cathleen.

Look, surely we can-

No, Jack. No.

Where'd you get those?

Aye, it's good luck, Fanny.

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 likely to
be anyone down there.

Up here, we've 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?

Let's just be worrying
about you for now.

But we can't just
leave them there.

- Shawnee?
- Shawnee.

- Stay close to Jewell.
- Yes, Da.

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 chat?

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

They wanted to stay alive.

Move along.

Right, follow me.

Look.

Cabins.

Easy. Calm.

Run off and leave you,
did they?

Come on, come on.

Calm down, calm down.
Calm down.

You're all right. Come on.

I found some writing.
Margaret says it's French.

Trappers' camp?

Trappers don't clear fields.

The Indians?

Uh-huh.

Will they be following us?

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

They were laughing.

Jewell,

are they coming?

No.

We thank you, oh, Lord,

for delivering us from
the savage infidels.

And again, we pray.

Bow down thine ear, oh, Lord,

hear me,
for I am poor and needy.

It's like he has Jewell
under a spell.

Talk to him, Marion.

If he'll listen to anyone,
it's you.

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

You can get him out.

Smile upon us, oh, Lord.

It's his fancy.

You can change it.

Aye.

As surely as you can make
my mule say her prayers.

Rejoice the soul
of thy servant.

for unto thee, oh, Lord,
do I lift up my soul.

You know so much.

Me and myself can read now.

I spent the first 25 years
of my life

being no smarter than
that 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.

Da? That tree, those feathers,

the path disappears
behind you?

It's a devil tree.

Some Indians believe

that the devil
isn't a dark angel,

who lives someplace else,

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 breathe,

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've 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,

banshees, leprechauns.

That tree

says that this valley

is where the lost blood gathers.

It's the home of the devil.

If you believe it.

Come on, Sister.

What is it? What is it?

What is it? What is it?

What is it?

What is it? What is it?
What-

And no Indians, Marion?

What is it? What is it?

What is it?

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 the woods,
as an offering of peace.

And forgive us our trespasses-

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

but they are 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, I-

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 that 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,
a 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.

I can't undo the
queerness of it, Fanny.

He's got such a hold on them.

Why?

Talk to her, Da.

Talk to her sweet.

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.

Marion,

don't be telling me this.

Not now.

Eloise,

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

You 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 floated 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 slyfoot,

and your whole kith and kin's
going to be

on the underside of the earth.

But it's a present.

We found it hiding in
the weeds. 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.

Well, we must baptize her
at once.

What do you think, Leah?

Come here, take her.

Take her.

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.

I can see.

I can see.

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.

It's in French.

We are two men
and five women,

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

where, as God knows,

we have buried

those whose heads
are covered with blood

Ave Maria,

save us from evil.

The devil lives in the trees.

Jésus rest

the departed souls

of René and Maria Arceneux.

The rest 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 its source-

It doesn't concern us.

We don't know where it
happened or if it happened.

Are we having any problems?
No.

So what if someone-

someone died here?

We had a miracle here.

In this ground is our future.

Our garden is our backbone,
our livelihood. So,

plant with great care.

Think-

think fertility.

Caress each seed. Love it.

Remember,

every seed has a spirit in it.

It was right there.

It was right there.

He took my bonnet.

Sister, we're all here.

- There!
- Nothing happened.

- Do you understand?
- It was there.

You're scaring the children.

You lied to me. It was there.

All right.

Jesus.

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

Then the disciples
went away into Galilee,

into a mountain, where
Jesus had appointed them.

And when they saw him,
they worshipped him,

but some doubted him.

And Jesus came and
spoke to them, saying,

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, the-

Come away then.

This town of yours,

it's a ridiculous notion.

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 on it.

I'm going to be constable.

I ain't a linsey-woolsey
pigrunner no more, Marion.

I'm Mr. Jewell Buchanan.

Jewell.

That's it, Fanny.

We 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.

Help, help me.

Fanny.

Fanny.

But what happened?

I don't know.

But what was
she doing in the woods?

I don't know.

What did the Indians
want with her?

I already told you.

And they just disappeared.

That's right.

They just disappeared.
They vanished.

Fanny was just laying there

for 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 too.

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 there were people
trapped in the woods

and 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.

Mr. Will started
calling the strangers

the "Harpies" after they
stole his box of books.

That's when he and
Jewell Pa built a stockade

He said stealing his books
was inexcusable.

The cow still gave milk.

Jewell Pa said she was
long since freshening.

Mr. Will said
this was God's proof.

He didn't know nothing.

The cow was
a friend of Leah's.

Fanny stayed asleep.

Her cabin began to smell,

like something old and wet.

And I knew Fanny was
slipping away from us.

- How's she doing?
- She's a little better.

Have you forgotten about
the rest of us?

Jewell and I
built the walls alone.

The cabin began
to shake all the time

like something was
trying to get to Fanny.

But Leah 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
was sleeping in the trees.

Get off!

Get out of here.

I don't care what
happened to her

when she was a little girl.
You keep her out of here.

I was lying in the cabin.

Da.

I heard a kind of racket

outside.

New Hope was covered
with some kind of a

sticky paste, and

Leah was trying to catch her.

And then I saw Leah.

Get out! Get out!

Get out!

You get out of here.

And then,

I saw you.

Nightshade?

That would be simple, wouldn't it?

She was sick. Now she's well.

Let's not create phantoms.

Goddamn barbarians.

- How did they get in?
- Goddamn good question.

You people just
let them walk right in?

The bloody cretins.

The best minds of Europe.
Goddamn.

Goddamn. Goddamn it.

Mama, Meg's gone again.

She'll be gone with
the Harpies into a tree.

No, she didn't.

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.

Leah? Leah, what is it?
Leah, what's the matter?

I don't want to go either.

We're praying for the
return of your granddaughter.

What are we doing here?

We should all
be looking for her,

Da can't do it all by himself.

The Lord can.

Meg!

Meg's dead.

She's right here, Sister.

Don't let her near me.

Sister, be careful of
what you're saying.

Keep her away from me.

Meg's dead.

The Indians must
have found her.

Yes, they knew
we'd be coming here.

Why, this is a great sign.

No, it's not.

Leah killed her.

You saw it.

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

Meg, what happened?

I dreamed I died in
a thicket in the woods.

but this guy-

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.

She's dead.

Be quiet.
Damn it, quiet.

Will!

I directly intervened with God,

I restored her sight.

Sister gave Smythe his miracle.

She had the power
to take it back.

You goddamn monkey.

- Maybe she knew that.
- And stop shrieking.

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 wearing
Cathleen's dresses.

- You stay out of my life.
- You're a witch.

- And you're the devil.
- What?

- You heard me.
- You see?

She's the hellcat.

She made me go in the woods.

Cathleen, hush.

She did, Mama. She did.

Me and then Meg,

and now Cathleen.

And no one would listen.

Da told Mama what he'd seen,

but tempers were heating
and a-steaming

and his words
got lost in the 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 evil is not out there,
it's in here.

I gave you your sight.

Devils!

Judas.

But what's determined
us to settle here?

Jewell.

You're getting
close to sacrilege.

But if you yourself
had heard him talking-

Dalton's trying
to destroy you.

That's what they all want.

You've got to be careful.

Don't let down
your guard again.

You're a Christian soldier.

He disappeared.

There's devils here.

And someone didn't tell me.

And I know why.

They're everywhere.

I want you to start building-

make it with 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-

you're to 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?

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.

Leah 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.

You see?

A witch.

All this time,

she led us here.

And now we're all

going to die.

So-so,

build

Start now.

But what?

Coffins.

Now

you're weak.

No one can help you.

Wait!

Listen.

Don't make them mad.

Where?

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.

Jewell?

We're safe.

Look what God has done.

We won't be needing
those coffins after all.

Sister!

They'll kill me in there.

I need light.

Oh mighty Lord God,

hear your children
in this moment of peril.

Da!

Allow us to
continue on His path.

Smite thine enemies and ours.

Oh Lord, to whom we pray
in this, our darkest hour.

Marion.

It worked.

Keep the pot boiling.

Mama wanted to come,

but she felt responsible
for Mr. Jewell.

She couldn't desert him now

and he couldn't go nowhere.

Since Sister was gone,
we took Meg with us,

but Cathleen had
to stay with her folks.

Da promised he'd
return for the others

after he'd gotten us
safely across the mountains.

Crying won't make
the sky any bluer.

What was it back there, Da?

Cold eyes at a hot fire.

What?

Cold eyes at a hot fire.

The eyes of animals around a campfire.

At night, when they shine.

That tree.

I was here.

Fanny.

It's all right.

It's all right.

- Fanny?
- Oh, darling.

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. Jewell

to get better or die.

Mama wept for Da.

She blamed herself

and Smythe.

She told him he must not
have had God

in his pocket after all.

That set him to brooding
and a-vaporing sadly.

Leah.

Don't worry, my child.

It'll be all right.

Oh. Hush, darling.

Smythe, there,

says I ain't going
to be dying.

How's he be knowing that?

How you know that, Smythe?

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

Da said it was like-

it was like

cold eyes at a hot fire,

the eyes of animals around
a 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.

They get to thinking
they're bigger than it is,

and before long they're
dancing in the middle of it

until there's nothing
left but those

cold eyes melting
in the hot flame.

No.

It's not my fault.

Jewell.

Leah.

Crying won't make
the sky any bluer.

Come on, sweetheart.

You're not leaving.

That would be ridiculous.

I know you better than that.

I rid the valley of them once.

We don't even know
where Leah is.

See, 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 can't

let you do it.

You might get hurt.

We can't run away from our problems.

We can make the river by dawn.

I tried

to tell you.

Don't hide from me, Leah.

I love you.

I know God.

Marion?

Where are you?

I led them here.

I led them right-

Those,

they left me.

- I can see again.
- Sister.

Alone.

Abandoned.

Far away.

Far away.

Across on the Stygian ferry.

Marion.

Marion.

- Do you see anything?
- No.

Don't let her go.

Don't let her change herself.

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

That's what she's waiting for.

Pull her out.

All her other bodies
are killing right now.

She wants

the children.

Pull her out.

There.

They're here.

Pull her out

before it's too late.

Fanny. Get in.

No. I want to-

Get in.

Snap her neck.

Mama, what are you doing?

Give the power to me.

Enfin libre.

Let us out.

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

and 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.

It were maybe
about a week before-

before you found us.

Look, so much you 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 cold eyes at a hot fire.

What?

It means, only the ones
who are willing to burn,

will ever know what happened.

I know.

There was something bad
and something good.

The good one drowned the fire.