September Dawn Page #5

permits another to take my place.

Hallelujah!

I'm declaring martial law.

We will not be run out.

This time, we will stand and fight.

I am the voice of God,

and anyone who doesn't like it

will be hewn down.

God has revealed to me

that I have the right and the power

to call down curses on anyone

who tries to invade our lands.

- Therefore, I curse the Gentiles.

- Amen.

You like him?

He's a beautiful horse.

With the right handling,

he'll be a great horse.

I'm glad you think so,

because he's yours to keep.

I can't accept such a gift.

Boy, that horse belongs to you.

He was yours the moment you laid eyes

on each other.

And it wouldn't be fair for me to stop

love at first sight, now would it?

Thank you, sir. You're very generous.

No more generous than your father

has been to us.

Thank you, sir.

- Thank you very much.

- You're most welcome.

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

Well, I think, as the Captain said,

I think he was yours the moment

you laid eyes on each other.

Love at first sight.

Do you believe in that?

I don't know.

It happened to my parents.

My mother always likes to say it was

God's plan for their lives,

that it was their destiny to be together.

Do you believe in destiny?

You're different. I mean,

I've never met anyone like you before.

You haven't?

A lot of people say it's because

I'm a pastor's daughter,

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

It makes me feel like a misfit.

I've never really been around

Gentiles before.

Gentiles? What do you mean by that?

You're not Jewish.

It's just what we call you people.

You people?

What do you mean by you people?

It's just a manner of speaking.

You know, different parts of the country

have different ways of saying things.

You know?

I suppose, Biblically speaking,

you're correct.

But then that would make you a Gentile, too.

Actually, I like that you're different

from the other girls around here.

How am I different?

Well,

for a start, you're the prettiest girl

I've ever seen.

Well, I like that.

And you speak your mind.

You're not afraid to tell people

what you think.

Why is that different? A lot of the women

around here speak their mind.

I mean, look at Nancy.

She's much more outspoken than I am.

You mean the woman who wears the pants

and carries the gun?

- Yes.

- My father thinks she's an abomination.

Does he?

He's not different from

the rest of the men around here.

And I don't see other women in the

wagon train wearing pants or carrying guns.

I mean, so what do they think about her?

It's a free country.

She can do what she pleases.

Why would your father care about

something like that?

What difference does it make to him?

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