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[nocturnal animals calling]

[footsteps approach]

[Rich]: Rachel, why don't you
want you to see?

No. No, thank you.

The other ladies
wanted to see.

I... I don't. I really don't.

[chuckles nervously]

I just don't want you to be
surprised by what's next.

Rachel, do you know
how babies are made?

Yes.

How?

You're forbidden
from knowing before marriage.

I just do.

Tell me,

how do you know what
a man and a woman do together?

[exhales]

My father taught me.

[unsettling music]

[echoing footsteps
shuffle and stop]

Rachel, this is
a sacred moment.

We were very privileged
to see the Prophet.

Uncle Roy was the Lord's
messenger on Earth.

Pure. Faithful. Just.

He was chosen by God to
deliver his message to us.

What happens,
now that he's gone?

Your grandfather, Rulon, will
become our new Prophet,

which makes our family
very special.

Almost like royalty.

But you must not tell anyone
that I've shared with you.

Can you keep this secret?

Of course, Father.

Good.

[sobbing]

[Warren]: Keep your eyes down.

Your wickedness will not seep
into the faithful.

They must have done
something bad.

[Warren]: Hello, girls.

Father, what is happening?

Oh, well, the parents,

they object to their daughter
not being able

to pick their own husband.

They must obey God,
or leave forever.

What will happen to them?

Well, to leave,
is to be damned to hell.

Of all the hell's angels,
the apostates are the worst.

They will live a life of agony.

They will never know peace.

But don't fret, if you stay
sweet, you will be blessed.

I never want to leave.

Oh, Heavenly Father sees
you're a good girl.

We shall never be parted.

[grunting]

Do you ever feel like the
walls are more to keep us in

than to keep the bad people out?

Father says it's
to keep us safe.

I don't like them.
You can't see anything.

Wanna play?

We could pretend
to be gentiles.

Yes! I'll be the Prophet.

I'll convince you to repent
and join our church.

Gentiles are always exposing
their arms in public.

It's very strange.

I think I'll live
at the beach.

I saw it
in a photobook once.

Stay focused.
I am the Prophet.

[giggles]

I lead the Fundamentalist
Church of Jesus Christ

of Latter-Day Saints.

[giggling]

I don't really like church.

I like to watch television.

Repent, naughty gentile,
repent!

You shall practise
humility and--

[Alma]: Becky! Rachel!
Shame on you both!

Playing gentiles.

The most wicked of people.
What a disgusting display.

The Prophet was going
to make me good.

We just hadn't gone
that far yet.

Did I say you could speak?

[exhales]

You must never uncover your
arms or your legs.

A boy could see you.

You're inviting impure thoughts.

The outside world reviles us.

They want to steal
our salvation.

This is not a game.

Your souls...

are at risk.

I'll be spanking Becky.

It was my idea to play gent--

Silence. Rachel,

go help your
mother in the kitchen.

You will come to my office
after dinner.

Yes, Father.

Good.

[knock on door]

[door opens]
Oh.

Come in.

[clock ticking rhythmically]

I apologize, Father.

What I did was wicked
and wrong.

[exhales]: I would like
to be punished.

What makes you think
you deserve punishment?

Becky received a correction,
so I deserve one, too.

Oh.

ok

[door shuts, lock clicks]

I've decided to offer
you forgiveness.

Will you admire
the gentiles again?

No?

Good.

Do you know what
your father's job is?

You work for Grandfather Rulon,
our blessed Prophet.

[chuckles]
Yes. That's right.

And he's a very powerful man.

Very.

Anointed by God.

And that makes me very
powerful, too.

And I must be obeyed.

Just as you would obey
the Prophet and God Himself.

I understand.
I know you do.

[chuckles lovingly]

Come closer.

[hands tapping]

Rachel...

[ticking intensifies]

[baby crying]

[Barbara]: I've assigned
everyone their chores

for after school.

Laundry? Not again!

Becky, is that a complaint?

[Becky]: Of course not,
Mother Barbara. That'd be a sin.

Not eating? Are you sick?

No, Mother.

There's nothing wrong with
her

that going outside
won't fix.

[scoffs]

Now, go. Go to school.
Oh.

[Becky]: Was your punishment
worse than mine, or the same?

I don't know.

I didn't cry.
You never cry.

I know. It's my best quality.

What's wrong, sister?

Oh, I had a bad nightmare
last night.

Was it scary?

Yes.

What if God was mad at me?

What if the nightmare was
to punish me?

For playing our gentile game?

We apologized, and I don't
think he holds grudges.

So, maybe if I'm really good,

God won't give me
nightmares again.

Exactly.

[Barbara]: Girls! Girls.

[running footsteps approach]

You have to go to the
principal's office before class.

Yes, Mother.

All right, go on.

[knock on door]

We weren't late.

Oh, you're not being
punished. Have a seat.

I have a present for you.

Really?
[Warren]: Yes.

For both of us?
Mm-hmm.

Rachel, are you excited?

Sandals!

[singing]: I knew when I saw
them,

that my girls had to have them.

I've just been waiting
for the perfect time.

[chuckles]

I hope you like them.

It's not like Father
to give us gifts.

If he's giving them to us,
it must be okay.

I just want to do what's
right for God's forgiveness.

Rachel, smile.

It pleases me
and God when you smile.

See? God forgives you.

We got presents.
No more nightmares.

[Warren]: Off to class.

[footsteps shuffle then stop]

I see you've given the girls
pretty, new sandals.

What of it?

Oh, nothing. I'm surprised.

You've never done anything like
that. It's generous.

You're surprised I got my own
girls a gift?

You know, you should not
question the kindness

I have for my own children.

I'm sorry.
I-I didn't mean to do that.

Tell Rachel to come
to my office after dinner.

[unsettling music]

[clock ticking rhythmically]

[breathing deeply]

[knock on frame]
You're late.

Close the door.

[door shuts]

I need help cleaning
my office.

Cleaning?

Uh-huh.

You're moving very fast.

I just want
to get to bed early.

Well, you do look tired.

[slaps knee]

Come sit.

What is the only emotion
women are allowed to have?

Sweetness.

That's right.
You must keep sweet and obey.

[slaps knee]
Sit.

[trembles]
Come here now.

Rachel.
[door opens]

Don't you ever interrupt me
in my office!

Rachel!

Rachel...

...have you been getting
enough sleep?

Yes, Mother.

Is something on your mind?

No. Just praying extra hard.

[sighs]

Well, we need our rest
to best serve God.

[hesitates]

[exhales happily]

Music helps me connect to God.

Perhaps it will
help you, too.

[strums violin]

I don't know how to play.

Well, I can teach you.
Music heals the soul.

You sure you're okay?

She's fine.

All right, let's go fishing
today, huh?

[clapping loudly]

The ladies will pack a picnic,

we'll make a day out of it.

Let's go! Let's go!

All right,
go get your sandals on!

Oh no, Rachel's not coming.

Rachel, bring your new sandals
to me.

And Becky, you can
bring me yours as well.

Why, Father? I've been good.

Well, Rachel's bad behaviour
has ruined your fun, too.

Now, go! Go get 'em.

What did Rachel do?

She knows.

Go on, put 'em inside.

[sandals thump in garbage can]

[slams down garbage can]

[concerned inhale and exhale]

[Rachel]: God, I'm sorry.

Please, make it stop.

I'll do anything you ask.

I'll be extra sweet
and hardworking.

I'll serve you every day.
Please, help me.

[door creaks open]

[Warren]: Why are you outta
bed?

Oh, I just wanted
to talk to God.

[Warren]: Oh. No, no, you...

you can stay.
Don't let me interrupt you.

I know the last few days
have been very hard on you.

You know, I want you to join
family outings.

I want us to get along.
And I...

I want us to do nice things
for each other, right?

Don't you?

[Warren]: Yea.

But you see,
that can't happen

if you run away
when I'm instructing you

on how to be a good wife.

Instructing me?

Yeah,

instructing you.

And those are very important
lessons, Rachel.

[Rachel]: Oh.
Yeah.

Why don't you come with me?

There is so much more I can
show you.

Father, no! Please!

Shh, shh, shh. You've got to
be very quiet.

So, be quiet, all right?

Please don't make me.

[sobs]

Is this any way to treat me?

Your loving Father, huh?

Oh.
[clicks tongue]

God is very angry with you.

Come with me.

[ticking clock speeds up
then stops]

[Rachel]: Mother?

Oh, Rachel.

Are you okay?

[sighs]
You can tell me.

[Rachel]: I can't.

Yes, you can.

Father...

What about Father?

He's been doing
bad things to me.

And making me do
bad things to him.

[shaky inhale]

No, no, no, that's...

no, that, that's not right.

I'm gonna put a stop
to this. Right now.

[knock at door]

Mother?

Go back to your room.

What happened?

[inhales sternly]

Dear God, I understand now.

I must repent and stay devoted

until you see fit
to end these punishments.

Only my faith will save me.

[Warren]: Rachel...

[exhales nervously]

Must you always be defiant?

[breathes shakily]

Kneel.

[inhales sternly]

[gasps]
You will obey.

Hmm. Good.

[violin singing]

[clock ticking]

Good girl.
[chuckles cunningly]

[moans]

Be quiet. Be very, very quiet.

[family clapping]

[slow, deliberate clap]

I liked that very much.

Thank you. You taught me well.

You far surpass my own talent.

You were right.

About what?

Music brings me much comfort.

It offers hope, and heals.
I'm very grateful for it.

Great. Well,
I have a surprise for you.

There's a very special dinner

at the school tonight and I will
be taking all of my ladies.

Mother Alma here will stay
back and manage the children.

It's an honour.

Good. Well, we should
get going.

Let's head out.

Rachel, can I have
a moment, please?

You failed my test.

[ominous music]

When I asked you
to kneel in my office.

There will be consequences.

You forced me to kneel

and now I'm in trouble
for doing it?

Do not question God.

Yes, Father.
Hmm?

One more thing, you all be
good to Mother Alma, here.

All right.

[Alma]: We start prayer at 6
p.m.

Bed right after.

You all finish your chores.

Go!

[giggles]

[Rachel]: I love this time of
day.

God takes his paintbrush
to the sky.

Do you think this
is what heaven is like?

I used to think so but...

this can't be heaven.

Why,
because Mother Alma's here?

[chuckles softly]

I kinda feel bad for her.

She gets left behind a lot.
It must be hard.

[Alma]: Rachel! Becky! Where
are you?

You still feel bad for her?

Let's stay out
a little longer.

Do you ever pretend that
you live someplace else?

No.

Imagine the sunset over water.

It's not a fancy place,

but our grandmother who left the
church, she lives nearby,

in Centennial.

I heard that she actually
offered to help our mothers

if they ever
wanted to leave the church.

I wouldn't mind visiting
her one day.

No. No, no, no, that, that,
that's wrong.

No matter what happens,

we-we can never leave
the church.

Our suffering is
for the greater good.

We'll be blessed
in the afterlife.

I know. I didn't say
I wanted to leave forever,

just... just a visit.

I'm going to call your father!

If God doesn't spite us
for talking about this,

Mother Alma will.

[laughs]
Coming!

[Rachel]: Let's go.

[Becky]: Go.

[girls laughing]

You will go straight
to bed now for disrespect.

We're very sorry, Mother Alma.

No. You are not.

You think you're better
than all of us.

That's not true.

All those secret little
visits with your father.

Next time he asks you to do
something alone,

why don't you ask him to take
one of your sisters instead?

No. They can't. Ever.

You are so selfish
and that is a sin.

Both of you are.

You're just mad because
father left you alone, again.

[screams]

I hate you!

We all hate you!

Leave us alone.

Are you okay?

It was worth the slap just
to see you stand up to her.

Who are you?

[slow footsteps approach]

You've had a bad report.

Each of you will
now be disciplined.

The little ones had nothing
to do with this.

If you truly want
to protect them,

don't behave badly.

Becky, you'll be first.

[yelps]

[stick whips harshly]

[exhales]

[winces]

Ooh, playing tough, girl?

Okay.

[stick smacks loudly]
[yelps]

Enough!
You back up, little girl.

What about me, huh?
I'm ready for my punishment.

[panting]

Well, you...

you're too old for spanking.

[stick clatters]

[steadying breath]

[paper crinkles]

[pen thwaps on desk]

[door opens]

[door shuts]

[Rachel]: I hate when you touch

I want to feel normal

My life is not my own.

All of this feels wrong.

I know you know

I cannot live this way anymore.

[exhales sharply]

[paper rips]

[panting]

No, no, no, no, stay. Stay.

Rachel, please forgive me.

I'm begging you.
You've got to forgive me.

S-s-stop. Get up!

No. No, no, no, no. Stop.
No, God.

God's not going to forgive me.

All right, you're frightened
and you're ashamed

and now we both must face what
we've done in God's eyes.

Both of us?

Yeah, both of us.
We both must repent.

God knows
everything in our hearts.

Okay? He sees everything.

You gotta forgive me, please.

Please.
Will you forgive me, please?

Please?
[gasping]

No, forgive me.
You'll forgive me.

[clocking ticking rhythmically]
Please, forgive me

so God can hear you.

I... I forgive you.

I forgive you.

I forgive you!

[ticking stops]

[panting]

You're a good, clean girl.

We'll keep all of this
just between you and I.

You understand?

[chuckles]
Good.

[door slams shut]

[exhales deeply]

[Rachel]:
It's over.

Thank you.

[Becky]: You're crooked
again.

Just follow the line.

[Rachel]: I'm trying.
[giggles]

It's just a straight line.

Look, like this. See?
Right along.

How did you do that?
It's so straight.

It's not supposed
to be complicated.

[girls laughing]

[Rachel]: Okay, I'll try.

Ladies.

[hands clap sharply]

It is time to end one chapter
and begin another.

You can't live
in the past anymore.

Isn't that right, Rachel?

The Prophet has decided
you're both to be married.

What?
[Warren]: Yes.

No. No, I'm not ready
to be married yet, Father.

We're only 18.

Well, the Prophet chooses
who, and when, you marry.

Are you so quick
to abandon his teachings?

No. No. I-I'm not, Father.
I...

We just ask
for a little more time.

[Becky]: Please, can you talk
to Grandfather?

[exhales]

What if I tell him I choose

to keep you at home
for another...

two years?

Yes, thank you.

Come to my office tomorrow.
We'll discuss it further.

[Becky]: Oh, that was close.

Why aren't you more excited?

I don't trust Father.

Getting two more years
of freedom is a blessing.

Yeah, right.

Ladies, I have a surprise
for you.

I think you know Richard
and David Allred.

Grandfather's bodyguards.

What are they doing here?

Well, Becky, you are
to be married to David.

Rachel, you will marry Richard.

Tomorrow.
[chuckles]

But you said we could wait.
You promised.

[clock ticking rhythmically]
[Warren]: Becky.

Rachel, are you feeling
all right?

Are you sick with happiness?

Sit with your husband.

It's okay if you
don't want to.

Thank you.
[Warren]: No.

No.

You will sit.

You're lucky
to receive these men.

Chosen for their
absolute loyalty.

They will report everything
to me.

It'll be like we're still
together under one roof.

Well, why don't you head out
to the hallway

and get acquainted?
Alone?

Yes, Becky.

Wives are the property
of their husbands.

You will belong
to these men for eternity.

[ominous music plays]

So, go.

Rachel, come here.

Ask Richard
for a baby tomorrow night.

He's a stranger to me.

Promise me

you will ask him
for a baby.

Promise me.

Yes, Father.

Good girl.

Well, I would marry you
myself if I could,

but this is
the next best thing.

[truck rumbling]

[neighs]

Welcome home.

Hello, Rachel. I'm Trish.

And I'm Molly.

This must be a big change
for you,

given the mansion you used
to live in.

Oh, uh, I wouldn't
call it a mansion.

I would.

Your grandfather
is the Prophet.

I'm happy to be here.

This is my bedroom.

I'm sorry, I don't have
an extra room for you.

When my ladies are with me,

you'll have to sleep
on the couch down the hall.

I did manage to clean out
this drawer for you.

Thank you.

Your father wanted me to call
him tonight to check in on you.

Hmm, Father told me to ask
you for a baby tonight.

I see.

Is that what you want?

Father wouldn't be very happy
if I disappointed you.

[chuckles softly]

You're not.

How about we wait

and you ask me for a baby
when you're really ready?

[relieved exhale]
Is that okay?

You can sleep on top
of the covers tonight

if that makes
you feel better.

Thank you.

[baby wailing]

I can make the eggs.

Your help isn't needed.

[Rachel]: Um,

okay.

Please don't touch
Rich's clothes. Ever.

Do you understand?

Yes.

Is there anything I could do
that could be helpful?

You could get out
from underfoot.

No one wants
or needs you here.

[Rachel]: Everyone hates me.

They won't let me
touch anything.

I don't know what to do.

It's not easy being
a plural wife.

No, it's... very hard.

To reach the highest degree
of glory in heaven,

each man must have
at least three wives.

The instruction ended there.

No one really knows
how to live it.

I thought that leaving this
house would be a blessing,

a fresh start.

It still can be.

How?

I live in a house with a
complete stranger

who's in love
with two other women.

How am I supposed
to build

a meaningful relationship
with him?

Just behave in a loving way
toward Rich.

That can be
your job right now.

Eventually,
real love will grow.

And what about
the other wives?

I wish I had advice.

I'm still not sure how to
manage it after all these years.

Rachel, can you grab me
the rake?

I think it's in the shed.

Oh!

[sniffs deeply]

Thank you.

I wanted to do
something nice.

It's our three-month
anniversary.

You've survived three whole
months with me?

I should be
buying you flowers.

You're very special.

I bet you say that
to all the ladies.

No, I could never get away
with that.

You women tell each
other everything.

Not me. I...

I don't think they
like me very much.

They're still
getting to know you.

Well, until then, I'll be
here in my garden kingdom.

Oh, can I come visit?

No boys allowed.

[laughing]

[screams]

What's that face about?

Nothing.

It's definitely something.

[exhales]

I think I'm ready
to be with Rich.

You haven't been with him yet?

[sighs]

I've been trying
to work through some fears.

Trying to see the,
the good in front of me,

instead of the pain
of the past.

What pain?

Just...

just silly fears, really.

Have you been with David?

Yes.

[exclaims]
A lot.

[giggling]

Was it... strange?

No. No, David is...

he's a blessing in every way.

[giggles]

Now who's making a face?
You're doing it.

Stop, no I'm not.
[Rachel]: Yes, you are.

[Rich]: I have guard duty
tonight.

I'll miss you.

You should come
with me one night.

Maybe I will.

Until then...

[exhales happily]

Rich,

I'd like to try
for a baby.

[exhales sternly]

[Rich]: Rachel, do you know
how babies are made?

[Rachel]: Yes.

How? You were forbidden
from knowing before marriage.

I... I just do.

Tell me.

How do you know what
a man and a woman do together?

My father taught me.

You see me differently now.

[crying]

No. No, that's not true.

I love you, Rachel.

Nothing could change that.

[exhales deeply]

Thank you.

I've been waiting
for my whole life

for someone who understands.

I'm on your side.

You're my wife.

I always knew that one day

I would have to talk
to Rachel's husband.

I confess,

I confess that in teaching
Rachel, I got too close to her.

I ask for your forgiveness.

Good.

Heavenly Father
and our Prophet,

they understand the true
purpose of my lessons.

They do.

You bringing this to me,
and God,

shows your faithfulness

and your righteous
understanding.

Isn't that right, Richard?

Yes. Of course.

Thank you for your time.

Well, thank you.

I will give you a moment.

From one person
of silence to another.

Let's not speak
of this further.

It will be too painful
for me.

Let's go home.

I can't wait to start
a family with you.

[Rachel]: I know that we've
only been gone

for 20 minutes but--

[Rich]: You miss the little
ones?

Yes, all three of them.

Martha, Rulon, Barbie,
we're home!

[baby wailing]

I'm sure it was just
a misunderstanding.

[Rachel]: Trish and Molly left
our children in a closet!

They put them downstairs
to nap and left them there.

I can't get in the middle.

They already think
that I favour you.

It's one thing for them
to hate me,

but to take it out
on our children?

They're just a
little jealous.

Please,
try to remain patient.

I have been patient
for five years.

I've never complained
about anything.

Sleeping on a
couch in the hallway,

or a million other things.

They're mean
and they're hateful.

Rachel, please.

Say something.

If not for me,
for your children.

[phone rings]

David?

I'll let her know.

What?

The Prophet has died.

[Becky]: I can't believe
Grandfather is really gone.

Who will be
the Prophet now?

I don't know.

Our Father Rulon,
our beloved Prophet,

he came to me in spirit.

And today,
I saw his face again,

in my brother's face,
Warren Jeffs.

As you know, Rulon consulted

with Warren on all church
matters before his death.

God, my father, have chosen
brother Warren

to be his rightful successor.

[congregation murmurs]

God is good.

After his stroke,

praying on Father's
inevitable passing,

I was frightened.

What would happen
to us in his absence?

Thankfully, the Lord
spoke to me.

Directly.

He made me an apostle and
anointed me his new messenger.

Testimony of my brother
confirms it.

Please pray for me
and father's wives.

They are not to be touched.
Not to be married again.

They will forever be widowed.

Forever my father's
devoted wives.

These are indeed hard
times, I know.

But it is important
to remember,

my father is no longer sick.

He rejoices
in the kingdom of heaven,

and we will meet him again

if we stay devout.

[moaning]

[knife slams on counter]

Mother?

Why are you making such
a bountiful meal?

Your father, our Prophet,

has decided to marry some
of your grandfather's wives.

But he said that they
would never marry again.

Well, he must have
changed his mind.

I don't understand,
he's marrying his own mothers?

Not all,

just his most devoted.

I don't question
his decisions.

I live to serve the Prophet.

Mother, you should rest.

Making a wedding feast
is too much for you.

I'm happy when I'm working.

You look well.

We don't get to spend much
with each other anymore, do we?

I came here to talk to you
about Mother.

I think she might be sick.

Yes, I was going
to call on you.

So, she is sick?

They say it's breast cancer.

Well, when, when will
she begin treatment?

Right away.
It's stage IV but--

[huffs]

Is it true?

[Barbara]: I'm afraid so.

[sobs]

When...

when did you see a doctor?

I found the first lump
a few years ago.

Your father assured me
it was fine.

I just needed to pray.

You waited years
to see a doctor?

[Barbara]: Rachel...

Father sentenced you to death.

It is a sin to speak
ill of the Prophet.

He did what God
instructed him to do.

Do not fret, okay?

I know I will survive.
I have two young children.

God would never take me
from them,

or from you. Shh.

You must turn
your anger into faith.

I'll try.

You can each take one toy
with you when you go.

[Rachel]: What's going on?

[Warren]: Oh.
What's happening?

God came to me last night.

Told me I should take my family
to the Land of Refuge in Texas.

Unfortunately, not all my wives
are worthy enough

to step foot on that land yet.

Are you taking my children?

No. I'm taking my children.

And it is a great honour
for them.

Who will take care of them?

My childless wives
will accompany the children.

But not their birth mother?

Their birth mother is not
worthy enough yet.

They must learn repentance
and fealty.

Who will decide whether
or not they are worthy?

God. And I speak for God.

How dare you question me, girl?

I am sick.
If you send them away,

I may never see my babies again.
Please! Please.

Then I suggest you endeavour
to make yourself worthy

so you can join them again
one day.

Please. Please, don't do this
to Mother. Please, Father!

[Warren]: It is God's will.

Boys.

No, don't worry, we're going
to be together soon, okay?

Okay, don't cry, my babies.
Don't cry! It's okay.

[Barbara sobs]

No!

[Rachel]: It's okay, Mother.

[Barbara]: No!

[Rachel]: Everything will be
okay.

No! No! No!

[Rachel]: Dear Heavenly
Father,

I pray for your understanding
once more.

It's been six months since

and her health continues

Please speak

so that she can join the

in Texas

The church remains loyal to

and he says Mother

that you have told him such.

I am scared and lonely.

Please, tell me
that you're here.

Please, just give me a sign.

[baby crying]

[exhales happily]

I-I'm coming. I'm coming.

[Rachel]: Molly has
the children downstairs.

I-I can't stay how long
I'll stay.

The Prophet has decided that
your mother

is finally worthy enough to go
to the Land of Refuge in Texas.

Oh.

Oh, that's wonderful news.

I'll travel with her.

That won't be possible.

Oh, Father will allow it.
I've already asked.

The Land of Refuge is being
called Yearning for Zion.

Basically, heaven on earth.

Neither you nor Becky
is worthy enough to go.

Have we done something
to displease Father?

What can we
do to become worthy?

You're worthy
of every good thing.

You've done nothing wrong.

The Prophet does
right always.

We must stand
by his decision.

I spoke against no one.

My wife is in pain.

I will comfort her.

Or is that
against the rules, too?

[huffs]

[Rachel]: Mother being allowed
to go is...

is a blessing.

Have to remember that God
answers our prayers.

[David]: Your wife is in
pain, brother.

Is she not worthy
of your comfort?

I don't need advice from you

on how to take care
of my family.

And what does that mean?

There's a reason
you were chosen

to purchase the land
for our refuge,

but only I am worthy enough
to step foot on the land itself.

Yes, because Warren knew I
wouldn't leave Becky

and the children alone
that long.

I won't fight with you,
brother.

The Prophet will tell the rest
tonight at the meeting house.

He's returned to deliver
an important message.

I've gathered you all here
today to relay a great secret.

The Lord has spoken to me.

Gentiles and apostates want to
kill us.

Soon there will be a great
martyrdom in Short Creek.

Your only chance for survival

is to move to
a new Land of Refuge.

I didn't realize there was
more than one Land of Refuge.

If you need further proof
that outsiders

are coming to attack
our way of life,

there is now a warrant out
for my arrest.

[crowd murmurs]

I'm on the FBI's
Most Wanted list.

[chuckles]

What do you think he's done?

[Warren]: They do not
understand our lifestyle,

nor the ages
that we marry our wives.

So, I must protect my people.

The most worthy of
you will move to Texas.

The other worthy
members will move

to a Land of Refuge
in South Dakota.

[Warren]:
You must keep

about these lands secret

or you'll be destroyed by God.

If you are selected for the
honour of living in the refuge,

you must listen to trainings,

for two weeks.

There are many new rules

Women and children will

every hour, on the hour,

Clothing will only be made

We will buy nothing

No more braids hanging down
your backs.

God wants it up on your heads,
and hidden.

It has come to my attention

at cartoons

No longer. Movies, television,

All children's toys will be

Our people are meant to work

not to play.

Labourers will build each
house in two weeks.

Each house will have

If you fail to meet

you'll be sent away

to other more worthy men.

These mighty revelations
are a gift from God.

Do you understand?

[creepy exhale]

Good.

[sombre music plays]

[Rich]: Rachel?

It's your mother.

We must go to Texas. Now.

[sobbing]

Mama?

It's me, Mama.

[Rachel]: It's your Rachel.

I, I'm pregnant again, Mama.

This, this baby will need you.

I need you.

Please.

Please, just open your eyes.

Please just say something.

Don't leave me.

My wife, Barbara Jeffs,

she was not a perfect person.

She was jealous,
and that is a grievous sin.

Take heed.

The Lord gave her cancer
to punish her.

[exhales sharply]

Her illness has been
very difficult for me.

But there is good news.

The pain that she dealt with
in her final days humbled her.

And with my help, the Lord
accepted her into heaven.

Atoning for her sins and for
your sins is terrible work.

I wonder if I'll even survive.

But God is good.

God is good,
and he has seen my suffering,

and he has offered me a
revelation on how I may survive.

And the Lord told me,

he said,

"Multiple women may join
me in my bed at night

to offer me heavenly comfort."

[sniffs]

[trembles]

God, please keep those poor
girls safe and watch over them.

My mother was good,
and faithful.

Why did Father lie
about her so easily?

And if he's able to lie about
her so easily

then what other lies
is he telling?

I fear that he's not
the true prophet,

and instead...

is the devil in disguise.

[gasps in pain]

[Rachel]: No.

Can we chat later?
Rich...

I lost the baby.

I don't want the other ladies
to see me talking to you.

You know how jealous they get.

I'm just as much
a wife as they are.

I know but they'll take this
miscarriage the wrong way.

Their feelings are not right.

[Rich]: Rachel.

Their mistreatment
of my children.

They leave them downstairs
in the basement,

they give them extra chores,

they allow the other children
to bully them.

You must show love
to my wives.

The same love they show me?

Your father's been in touch.

He wants everyone
to write letters

confessing all
of their recent sins.

Maybe you should ask him
for guidance.

[Elijah]: Our Prophet

has bravely left
his new house of hiding

to deliver an important
announcement today.

You have missed
a crucial deadline.

The house that was supposed
to be finished

was not built on time.

God has given me a list
of names.

If your name is
in this list,

it is your fault the
building deadline was missed.

Ye shall be cast out

and your families given
to other more...

worthy men.

Benjamin, Paul, Edward,

Thomas, Gerald, Frank.

And David.
No!

You will not give my wife
to another man.

Becky come with me.

He is evil.

[Becky]: No. No!

I'll contact the boys
when I get settled.

I forbid you to contact--

I don't care!
I'll see my boys!

I have legal rights.

You're not the only that'll
fight for their souls.

[David]: Get off me!

Father, Becky suffers greatly.

I have received your letter.

My letter?

Your confession letter.

About your sister wives'
behaviour towards you

and your children.

Oh, please don't punish
them too harshly.

Their punishment will
be equal to your own.

Why am I being punished?

For your own words.

You have sinned.

You are filled with so much
anger and resentment to me.

I'm sorry,
I won't be that way anymore.

It's too late.

I have decided that you,
your sister wives,

and all of your children will
be sent

to a house of hiding
in Las Vegas.

You will speak to no one.

You will stay inside
at all times.

And you will pray
for forgiveness.

For how long?

You will stay until I feel
you are worthy to return home.

Wh-what are we supposed to do
inside a house

with nine children all day?

I suggest you turn to God
for that question.

It's not my burden.

It's yours. Let's go.

[Molly]: I miss Rich.
This is all your fault.

None of that matters anymore.

We have to find a way to
survive with these children.

[Molly]: We were told to
pray.

And we will.

But the children are little.
They don't understand.

We can't get away
with breaking the rules.

Uncle Elijah says
the neighbours are watching

and will report to him.

Then we'll have to do so
carefully and creatively.

Toys are banned but we can
allow the children

to access other things
for imaginary play.

Anything, towels, clothing,
dishes.

Whatever they want.

[pleasant music]

[knock at door]

[exhales]

[Rachel]: Uncle Elijah.

We were just putting
the children down for a nap.

Would you like some food,
or perhaps some water?

No. This isn't a social visit.

The Prophet has been arrested.

What for?

Facilitating
underage marriage.

Texas is also preparing a case
for sexual assault of a minor.

This unlawful persecution is
further proof

that your father
is the chosen one.

You must all pray for him.

Now!

But Uncle Elijah, with
Father's arrest,

how long will we stay
in the house of hiding?

How will he get word to us?

I cannot say.

I suggest you not selfishly
focus on yourselves

at this moment.

Pray for our Prophet.

[knife swishes through apple]

I can't believe you're writing
your father another letter.

We have to do something.

The children
cannot live like this.

[knock at door]

[gasps]

Aren't you happy
to see me, ladies?

Yes, of course.

[exclaims happily]

Will you be staying
for dinner?

Even better than that.

I have news from the Prophet.

Your punishment is over.

[women gasps]

I can bring you all
home to South Dakota.

[relieved exclaims]

I was beginning to think that
he had forgotten about us.

He got your letters on how
much you wish

to have more children,
to honour him and exalt him.

And...

He wanted me to introduce
my new wife, Gloria.

How old are you?

Sixteen.

Welcome to the family.

[Elijah]: The Prophet has sent
word.

More deadlines have been missed
and there will be consequences.

You are all sinners in need
of the following corrections.

You must drink water
every 30 minutes.

You may not cook
with any spices.

No onions, garlic,
salt, or pepper.

And parents are now forbidden
from hugging their children.

This doesn't make any sense.
Father isn't well.

It has also come to our
attention

that the apostate David

has been in contact with
his former wife, Becky.

He has a lawyer
and is pursuing visitation.

Therefore, God has decided
to give Becky's children

to another,
more worthy family in Texas.

And Becky will be kept in a
house of hiding

in Short Creek
to atone for her sins.

Uncle Elijah, she hasn't
done anything wrong.

Becky, you must have sinned

if God is telling
his Prophet so.

Be careful, Rachel,

or a similar fate
may befall you.

[exhales nervously]

We'll get through this.

I'll talk to Father.

You're strong, Becky.
You never let Father break you.

[sobs]

Uncle Elijah.
Hi, um,

we weren't expecting you.

Do you stay for dinner?

Have a seat.

Warren knows that the two of
you had sexual relations

while Rachel was pregnant.

He knows this because
you struggle to conceive.

We do not struggle.

Baby Nathaniel
is not even a year old.

You miscarried. He has proof.

We did miscarry.
It was awful.

But not because Rich

and I had relations
while I was pregnant.

God told
your father otherwise.

[Elijah]: He knows you are
lying.

You will be moved to a
house of hiding in Short Creek

to atone for your deception.

Alone.

What do you mean?

Rich broke the rules by
having relations

with you while pregnant.

He will be sent to an
unknown location.

He will not see you
or speak to his family

until he can prove
his dedication

to the Lord and our Prophet.

No! No!

Rich loves Father.

He loves his faith.
He's devout.

He is not to touch you,

or any of his wives or children,

until the Prophet says so.

Father is under stress
in jail.

He sees betrayals where
there are none.

This is unfair.

Rachel, you mustn't argue.

If the Prophet sees fit to give
us this correction,

we must obey

and pray that we are worthy
to be together again soon.

Pack only the bare minimum.

And you,

get yourself and your children
ready by morning.

What are we going to do?

Nothing.

We cannot question
the Prophet's judgment.

Even now, you're still
loyal to him?

What about our children?

I've said goodbye to them.

[exhales]

No, no, we're not
supposed to touch.

[somber music playing]

[suitcases thump down]

Mama.

[door slams]

The children will be with
your sister wives

in Warren's compound.
[gasping]

Barbie! Just a second,
just a second.

My children will stay with me.

My baby is still nursing.

I do the Prophet's bidding,
Rachel. Not yours.

Perhaps this is why
you're being punished.

Oh no! Please!
Pray on it.

My babies! No! No! No!

No! My babies!
My babies!

[shrieking]

Good girl.

[gasps]

Hmm?

[unsettling music playing]

[clock ticking loudly]
[exhales sharply]

No! Please, God!
Can you hear me? Please!

Are my children
suffering too?

What have they done to
deserve this punishment?

Will my baby know me?

[sobs]
Please. Please,

just tell me what to do.

Just, just tell me
what I need to do now.

Please.

[sighs]

[determined music]

Barbie?

Oh, Barbie! Barbie,
come here! Come on.

Mother?

Come, Barbie. Now.
Cover your eyes.

Ignore the sinner.

[grunts]

Barbie! Come out!
Come see me, Barbie!

[door rattling]
Let me in!

[steadying inhale]

Mom.

[blinds clatter]

[Rachel]: Where's my baby?

Give me back my children now.

You can't have them.
These are Rich's children.

After everything
we've been through,

I would never keep
your children from you.

I've already called Elijah.

You don't have much time.

[sighs]

Oh, come here, my babies!
I missed you so much.

Oh, I love you.

[sniffles]
I love you so much.

[tender music playing]

They say you're going
to hell. Is that true?

No. No, don't listen to them.

We're scared.

I try to help the younger kids,
but they won't let me.

No, you, you're doing
everything right.

You're trying your best.

I must be very bad
to be punished this way.

No. No, I don't want you
to think that, okay?

Isn't that what you think?

[Elijah]: Rachel!

You're coming with me.

Look, I'll leave quietly.
Not for you, for my babies.

[Rachel]: Give me a hug, okay?

Mommy's gonna be back soon,
I promise.

Okay, let's go.

[crying]

I have a message
for my father.

Tell him I'm done.

I know exactly who he is

and I'm going to tell everyone.

I want my kids back... now!

[prison buzzer honks]

-
[Elijah]:
This cannot

You pushed her too far.

This is your fault. I do not
want her lured into weakness.

I need to keep her under control
at all costs.

[tender music playing]

[Children]: Mommy, mommy!
Oh, my babies!

You should thank the Prophet
for this blessing.

You don't deserve it.

I'm glad that he finally
sees what I'm capable of.

I'll be increasing
security patrols.

See that you stay
inside, Rachel,

or there will be consequences.

[knocking at door]

[knocking aggressively]

[exclaims happily]

[Rachel]: Becky!

Come in, come in.

How did you find me here?

[Becky]: Molly delivered my
food

and she let it slip
that you were back

in Short Creek too, so I
started sneaking out at night

and going door to door.
I knew I'd find you eventually.

What if security saw you?

I hid from them.

But even if they caught me,
what can they do that's worse

than taking my children away?

I must have sinned, Rachel.

That's why all of
this is happening.

[sobs]

And I can no longer bear
this shame.

What? What shame?

Father... hurt me.

When I was young.

And it never goes away.

Father hurt me, too.

The abuse went on
for eight years.

I thought I was
the only one.

So did I.

But you're not.
You're not alone.

It haunts me at night

and I just want it to stop.

I don't know what
to do without my children.

Father's words are
not the words of God.

Do not think
of them one more second.

You must find your children.
You can go to David.

He said that he'll help.
He'll use the law.

But, but what if I leave

and God punishes me more
than he already has?

I don't think God punishes us,

Father does,
and he always has.

If the choice is to stay here

and suffer or leave and survive,

then you must go!

Will you come with me?

Rich.

[sighs]

I have to have a chance
to talk to him.

I pray that he makes
his way back to us.

Oh, you still have faith.

After all of this.

I do.

Father is not God.

We have to find a way
to break free.

[truck rumbles past]

Father!

What are you doing?
Get inside right now.

Mother, it's Father!

What?

Rich?

Father!

Rich! Rich, your children
want to see you.

Please?

Rich? Rich!

These are your children!

Why are you ignoring us?

I love you!

I love you
with all my heart! Please!

[trembling exhale]

[loud banging]

[Rachel]: You'll scare
the children.

Your sister is gone!

I haven't seen her.

[Elijah]: You lie.

If she is gone,
then you will never find her,

so you should stop looking.

Since you cannot listen
and obey,

you will move in with me
and my wives.

[Elijah]: You will never escape
my walls.

Never have visitors again.

We will decide when
and if you see your children.

I...

If moving in with you is
truly Father's will,

then I will need at least
until morning to pack my stuff.

You think you can
dictate terms to me?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Uncle.

I...

I need this correction.

I need your strength
and your wisdom.

But the children have just
been returned to me.

Please. Please, Uncle, please.

Stop.

You may have an hour.

Oh.

[Elijah]: See that you're
ready by nightfall.

Thank you. Thank you, Uncle.

Increase patrols

in case
the devil changes her mind.

[gasps]

[raps on window]

Hello?

Hello? Oh!

Hello? Hello, please,

please let me use
your emergency phone.

Please, they're gonna take away
my children. Please! Please!

[crying]

[door opens]

Oh!

Thank you!

[panting]

I need you.

[baby moaning]

Where are we going?

We're going on a little trip.

Okay, everyone just try and
keep quiet.

Everything's going
to be okay.

[car approaching]

Okay, come on.

[baby crying]
[Rachel]: Okay everybody.

Come on, come on, get in,
everybody. Come on quick.

[Rachel]: Quick,
put on your seatbelts.

Get inside the car.

I'll distract Elijah so they
don't follow you out.

Take them, please!

You're scared, okay.
I was scared too.

Just get in the car.
You can do this.

[door slams]
Go!

[Elijah]: Rachel!

[tense music playing]

[panting]

[Elijah]: Rachel!
[pounding on door]

Rachel, open this door!
Open this door!

I know you have a phone.
Get out here!

[banging continues]

Your father owns this town.

You got nowhere to run,
nowhere to hide.

God will smite you!

Please, please make sure me
and my children are safe.

Rachel!

[phone ringing]

We're not leaving

I'm circling back around

Be there in one minute.

[panting]

[plate shatters]

[Elijah]: She went out
the other side.

[Elijah]: Come here!

Rachel!

[gravel crunches under foot]

I can hear you, Rachel.

Where are you gonna go?

[brakes squeal]
Let's go!

[Becky]: Come on, get in.

[Elijah]: Rachel! Stop!

[car speeds away]
Stop! Rachel!

[music turns calm]

[baby crying]

[Grandma]: Oh. Come in, come
in, Becky.

And Rachel,
my Barbara's Rachel.

You know me?

Of course I know you,

you're my granddaughter.

Your mother sent pictures.

Oh, I prayed
that you would find me.

No, I will not lose my family
one by one.

I am the Prophet.

I am God's messenger.
They will obey.

[phone smashing loudly]

[Rachel]: Wow!

Oh, beautiful!

So beautiful.

[soft music]

This was my dream.

I remember.

It was like a lifetime ago.

It kind of was.

When I was being abused,
it felt like it would never end.

'Til it did,
physically anyway.

I thought that marrying Rich
would give me some freedom

but it didn't.

It gave you five beautiful
children, though.

[giggles]
Come on!

[women giggling]

Oh, it's cold!

[relieved exhale]

[Becky]: Oh, the water feels
nice.

Feels like freedom.

Come on, everybody!

Okay, who's ready
for some tag?

[Rachel]: Okay, let's play
beach ball.

[Becky]: Tag. I'll be it
first.

Ready?

Hello. How are you?

[all laughing
and chatting happily]

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