Out of Liberty

Tillery's on his way back.

- He's got the basket? - As usual.

We're doing this.

Lyman.

Lyman. Are you good?

What about Doniphan?

- He'll leave. - And if he doesn't?

You think he wants to eat with us?

Tonight is the night.

We all agreed on it.

Even Joseph.

We all prayed about it.

Not all of us.

I don't need to pray

to know that I should leave this wretched jail.

You can do this, Lyman.

We need you to petition the state

for another court of inquiry.

They won't hear it.

We need to find a judge who will hear our case.

One that isn't biased against our people.

Joseph, that's not likely.

General Doniphan,

the Saints are being driven from their homes.

Governor Boggs' extermination order

is being seen by many as justification

for the increased hostility towards our people.

They're ransoming their property to the state

in exchange for their lives.

They have nothing left.

Not a lot of people are for you right now.

Emma will be leaving for Quincy soon.

We need to be with them.

You have to convince the state to release us.

That's unlikely.

This was printed last week in the "Missouri Republican".

What is taking so long?

Joseph knows we're ready.

Another minute won't kill you.

If we could be so lucky.

"The situation with the Saints grows increasingly difficult."

Being forced from their homes,

they are generally poor, facing starvation, destitute.

As leaders push their writ of habeas corpus,

questions arise about the legality

"of their imprisonment in Liberty."

That's enough.

Enough?

This type of awareness

has the potential to change opinions.

Opinions are not truth.

I need you down.

You're not gonna let them up?

After I have a word with your attorney.

- Are we not... - Shh, shh.

General, these men are being held for treason.

I can't tolerate plotting

against the leaders and laws of this state.

Nobody's plotting against the state.

My clients have been here for two months.

It's okay to help them out a little.

Doniphan's filing the petition.

- What's the timeline? - Nothing yet.

So we wait?

No, it's not worth it.

We will never get anything fair here.

Not in northern Missouri at least.

I will not spend another night in this wretched pit.

There's been no ruling on the charges.

Don't be quick to judge.

The state's not holding them for no reason.

Treason and murder.

I've heard the accusations.

These ain't light charges.

- You been studying law, Sam? - Some.

And if half the charges against these men are true,

they are the most scurrilous, degenerate men

in all of Missouri.

And if half are untrue?

If half of them are lies?

What does that say about the men

who falsely accused them or rushed to judgment?

Are you well enough to make it to the brush?

I don't know.

We're not gonna leave you behind.

- - Since you brought it up,

you've got a commission from the state

to take care of these men.

I treat 'em right.

What's that you're feeding them?

They get what they need.

They get visitors, they get letters.

Sheriff Hadley knows I keep a good watch.

Sheriff Hadley knows the stories like the one in the Republican

are gonna stir things up for you here.

He trusts me.

Is that who you're trying to impress?

Sheriff Hadley? Trying to become deputy?

A lot of people want to see my clients dead.

Seems keeping them safe inside is a good thing

till things settle down.

You've got the most hated men in Missouri in there,

a governor who wants to wash his hands of them,

and a press that's happy to confuse the issue

as long as they keep selling papers.

And you think things will settle down?

Just get them better food, Sam.

Lyman, you follow me up.

Alexander, you come up next.

Be sure to block Tillery's sightline.

We quietly make our way out the door.

You come last.

Then we lock him in.

Be sure to get the keys.

- They'll be by his books. - How do you know that?

- Because that's where he puts them. -

Come up. Stay together.

Just get to the door. I'll take it from there.

Block Tillery.

You stick with me. I'll get us out of here.

Help... Help me.

I can't. I can't do this.

Hyrum?

Food not good enough for you?

Has it ever been?

Bucket.

I can't make it.

You take one more step,

you'll make a Missouri hero out of me.

Sam.

We just need you to listen to us.

You listen to me.

That's it.

We'll force our way out the next time we're up there.

And if that doesn't work?

Then we'll try every day after that until we're free.

If you really want to know how we got here,

start-start...

start back from the beginning.

You best pull yourself together.

Before we all die in here.

Independence, Missouri.

Leaving late tonight, Sam?

Tell your friends to stop pestering these men, Neil.

I don't control what everyone does.

There's a lot of angry men about.

I'll be sure to keep the door locked.

How long you gonna keep protecting them, Sam?

It's four feet of rock and timber that's protecting them.

Has nothing to do with me.

I don't got a key.

- You got a key, Neil? - Comes with the job, Parker.

You want yours back? I hear the state's hiring.

Listen, we want justice just like you.

There comes a time when you can't just sit there and do nothing.

People got to pay for their crimes,

and them turning the legal system against itself,

that only hurts the good people of Missouri.

You're letting the Mormons make a fool of you.

You're sitting in there with them,

reading from your book.

Bringing them food

in your little bucket.

Your time here...

it ain't gonna make up for what you've done.

Stop pestering these men, Neil.

Let the law handle it.

It's not for you or for me to interfere.

Sam Tillery.

The traitorous captain of Liberty Jail.

Running from a fight like he done in the war.

Don't you worry!

We'll keep an eye on Liberty for you.

Liberty will be fine without you.

The Mormons showed up on our side of the river,

well, maybe seven years ago.

Refugees from a war they got themselves into

down in Jackson County.

The leaders, they were transferred here a month ago

from the jail in Richmond.

And y'all are here to help

with the attention that they're bringing.

Joe Smith,

the leader of the Mormons,

in Clay County Jail right here in Liberty.

You get to talk to him?

He tell you about that gold Bible he got?

I haven't asked him to.

You reckon it's true how he got it?

None of my concern.

Joe Smith.

Oh, hold up.