The Oath (2023) Movie Script
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Till I join them in the clouds.
Behold thy creations.
Make me mighty...
in body and soul.
Lest I forget...
the slavery of my fathers.
In mercy...
bestow Earth's bounty.
Blessed be my rock.
The God of Joseph (Yosef) .
Ever be exalted Thy name.
The gods have forsaken me.
All my seeds are dead.
But don't do anything stupid.
I love you too much
to kill you.
Mahigana.
Leave us.
Get out. Get out!
Awake.
Awake.
Oh, my people,
how could you have fallen?
I, Moroni, do finish
the record of my father.
Four hundred years
have passed away
since the coming of our Lord.
And after the great and
tremendous battle at Cumorah,
the Nephites were hunted
by the Lamanites,
even until they are no more.
And my father was slain
also at their hands
that I, alone, am left
to finish the sad tale
of my kindred.
Great and marvelous has been
the destruction of my people.
But behold
the prophecies of Isaiah.
For the Elders,
who have gone before,
who possessed this land,
shall cry.
Even from the dust
shall they cry.
And as the Lord lives,
He will remember the Oath
He has made unto them.
For the eternal purposes
of the Lord shall roll on...
until all His oaths
shall be fulfilled.
Fulfilled also
shall be my oath.
I live to finish this record
and hide it up unto the Lord.
And how long He will suffer
that I may live on alone,
I know not.
Yes.
But I swear,
by the Great Spirit,
you shall not be harmed.
Flee if you must.
But your flesh is parched
and you won't survive the night.
Only if you like.
Do you have a name?
My father
taught me many languages.
And through trade,
I gained others,
including yours.
At times.
But during war,
I was something else.
No. But I led many.
Tens of thousands.
I was a chief captain.
I fought
your people only
in defense of mine.
Lies!
Perhaps.
But my oath to live
may complicate yours,
I'm afraid.
I am called Moroni.
Hunted one.
Please, don't.
Monster!
I said I wouldn't harm you,
I swore an oath.
I could have left you
to the wolves!
I've never--
I've never seen a woman
come as far as you did.
I not like other women.
I not fear man or beast.
Indeed.
I'd fain to see
the cowering beast
you bravely escaped yesterday.
Beast is master.
Where I come from,
there are no masters.
Master is also king.
He'll kill us both
if you leave.
You've sheltered with
a Nephite. This is death.
Or has Lamanite
custom changed?
He not spare you.
He not spare your father.
No, he didn't.
Then why you spare me?
I am not a man of blood.
If you desire to stay
with one who is, then go.
I shall not stop you.
I'll suffer the consequences
of this encounter,
come what may.
I, too, fear no man.
But whether in life or death...
it would seem
our fates walk together now.
I could show you a life
beyond what you've ever known.
Freedom.
That far distant hill
there is...
Cumorah.
Hill of great battle.
Yes. Hill of great battle.
That's where I go
when I need to think.
And that way out there
is where I found you.
Bathsheba.
Bathsheba.
You're Aaron's wife then?
Mistress.
He have many.
He is great man
of passion.
Woman, a man who beats you
has neither greatness
nor passion.
I've some thinking to do.
Perhaps you'd like to join me?
I'm sorry, forgive me, I--
I know I did err.
I so pined for fellowship.
A father, a mother,
a sister, a brother,
a friend.
I see him.
Him!
I see him.
I find record.
What?
No, stop!
You cannot touch them.
Oh, God, what have I done?
Wait... you saw.
What did you do?
Confess it now!
I thought gold save me
from king's wrath!
You must never do that again.
Swear to me.
Swear to him.
Say it from your lips.
I swear.
Bear.
What is color?
I don't know. Black, I think.
Touch ground.
Turn.
Now up.
Bear impediment.
Still needs to boil,
but we'll fire it
after nightfall.
Or better yet,
with you around,
perhaps we don't need it.
There is better
impediment.
Oh, yes.
Now what?
No, no.
Last longer.
You burn flame with bats.
No fire in daylight.
Better toil under the sun.
I have trouble sleeping.
Perhaps, distract mind?
I used to whittle trinkets...
for my little ones.
I learn?
You teach?
This. What this mean?
His name is Alma.
Thirteenth record-bearer.
And him?
Mosiah the Great.
Twelfth record-bearer
and the last Nephite monarch.
He was dearly beloved.
Why?
He gave his people freedom.
Mosiah's Alma's father?
No. Alma's father was...
Alma.
His name is...
Moroni.
It's confusing, I know.
Chief Captain Moroni.
I'm his namesake.
My father hoped it might
make me like him, I suppose.
Lamanite have same custom.
But names more original.
And it work? You like him?
I would never presume.
"If all men had been, and were,
to ever would be,
like unto Moroni,
the very powers of hell
would be shaken forever."
My father
wrote that of this man.
Then gave me his name.
What is Hell?
Probably best we start
from the beginning.
What is Lamanite
tradition of me?
Nephi, ancient father.
Laman, ancient father.
Brothers all, yes.
Nephi rob Laman of crown.
And treasures.
Good.
Are you ready for more?
Joseph (Yosef) of Egypt,
our common forefather,
was a fruitful vine,
whose descendants
climbed over the wall,
among whom,
nearly a millennium ago,
were his heirs in Jerusalem
(Yerushalayim).
Laman and Nephi.
But on their voyage
to the promised land,
Laman tried to kill Nephi.
Why?
To be king of the New World.
But, unlike Laman,
who coveted the plates
for gain,
Nephi cherished them
and kept records of his own.
Thus the birth
of two nations:
Nephites and Lamanites,
ruled by rivaling brothers.
And, thus, was born
the ancient grudge.
And endless war.
Nephi becoming
the first record-bearer
and Nephite king of my line.
No. Laman entitled.
He was eldest.
Yes, as was Esau.
You were taught your fathers
were robbed by mine.
But the same was said of Esau's
younger brother, Jacob (Yacob).
That he deceived him.
But, alas, Esau willingly sold
his birthright to Jacob (Yacob)
for a measly bowl of stew.
And Jacob (Yacob)...
become Israel (Yisra'el).
And Israel (Yisra'el)
begat Joseph (Yosef),
our common ancestor.
Thus, you and I both
are children
of the ancient Oath.
But enough of birthrights.
I am not my forefathers
nor are you yours.
But why a record
is so chief?
Words are powerful.
They change hearts.
You say many record?
Wagonloads.
I've seen them.
I see?
Perhaps you will some day.
My father, he was
more patient than I.
He took all the records...
from this to that
and combined them into one.
This is great effort.
He gave his life for it.
And you... give life?
I would.
Why?
The Oath.
Their words
will cry from the dust.
Don't arouse me.
Maybe she deserted.
Never.
No tribe would defy Aaron.
Would you abide a man
who hit you?
I prefer women.
And that man is our king.
Our rightful king?
Watch yourself.
He's given us position.
No Nephite can give
a Lamanite position.
He's renounced,
he's one of us.
And yet, here we are,
tracking my runaway sister.
If Aaron is one of us,
why does Bathsheba run?
I would go after
the first fist,
or I'd slit his throat.
Always rash.
That's why you're unwedded.
I'll wed
when I'm good and ready.
And it won't be
to a mink's ass like you.
You are boring.
All your thinking.
Try to hit.
Again.
You roll and watch.
Again. Faster.
How often
did you play this game?
Every day
since I had ten years.
Now you try again.
Try again.
This time,
imagine you haven't eaten
for a week.
The stone is rabbit.
The morrow,
your turn for dinner.
I need a break from fish.
Bathsheba?
The morrow, you have dinner?
I have something
for you to read.
Unless you're too weary.
"For can a woman forget
her suck-- suckling child
that she should not have
compassion...
on the son of her womb?
They may forget me...
yet will I not forget you,
O Israel."
I've never been
with child.
A son.
A son is all I've ever wanted.
If your god not forget me...
if he have compassion,
then he...
Bathsheba!
Bathsheba, don't go!
Bathsheba!
Bathsheba!
Bathsheba!
Bathsheba!
Bathsheba.
Bathsheba,
don't leave me.
Bathsheba,
don't leave me!
Don't leave me alone!
Bathsheba.
Wolf.
You're fortunate to be alive.
Never do that again.
Never, never leave me again.
Say it.
Say it from your lips.
I swear.
I see you're feeling improved.
Please know,
I would never hurt you.
Not ever.
An epistle.
From my father.
"My son, I write unto you
somewhat concerning
the sufferings of this people.
The Lamanites have taken
many prisoners...
men, women, and children.
And they...
feed the women
upon the flesh
of their husbands,
and the children
upon the flesh
of their fathers."
Why do you have me read this?
Please, go on.
"And notwithstanding
this great abomination
of the Lamanites,
it does not exceed
that of our people.
For the daughters of
the Lamanites have they taken,
and after depriving them
of that which is most dear
and precious above all--
chastity and virtue--
they torture
their bodies to death
as a token of their bravery."
That which is most dear
and precious above all.
You are not a token to me.
I had to turn away.
I had to turn away or...
I would have broken my oath.
I want to make the oath.
You think I beguile you
for an oath?
I want to make the oath.
Yes.
Yes.
You promise to resist evil.
To defend your family,
your land, and your faith,
even unto bloodshed.
Yes.
I cleave unto you
and no other.
Bone of my bones.
Flesh of my flesh.
May souls, once twain,
be one forever.
I cleave unto you
and no other.
Bone of my bones.
Flesh of my flesh.
May souls, once twain,
be one forever.
Last night was
the first night
I slept soundly
in 20 years.
Promise to never leave me.
Say it from your lips.
I swear.
Weeks without bed or women.
Next ridge, we turn back.
And what will you tell
the king, I wonder?
That Mahigana goaded us
like mules.
Turn back and I put
this in your spine.
We go on till we find her!
I feel...
Tell me.
Like that.
Soaring high above the lands.
Above the mountains.
Above the clouds.
Freedom.
Yes!
Like I've never felt before.
What is it?
If you're in the clouds,
I'm in the firmament.
How did I live 20 years
without you?
And how did my will
to keep an oath
nearly blind me
from the one
right before me?
Sometimes
when we love a thing
we hold it too tight.
But my oath.
I'll turn the sheets.
He came to them.
Yeshua.
He came to our fathers.
Yes. The legends are true.
I finished.
But it stopped.
Can I read more?
But there is more to record.
I was hoping...
you could help with that.
I missed the sunrise.
You sleep so beautiful,
I just couldn't wake you.
Thank you
for traveling with me.
Do you ever feel as if...
as if our lives
are like a dream?
All my years,
all my memories...
passing by like
a moment in time.
This belonged
to my first wife.
Her favorite testament.
I gave it to her
on our tenth jubilee
so she could have it
with her always.
It's my favorite also.
I've carried it
since you shared it with me.
I want you to have this.
God bless the day you wandered
into my life.
I told you
not to do anything foolish.
Mahigana!
It's not what you think.
He's a good man.
A good man?
A Nephite?
And now you bear his child?
I'm going to kill him
and then I'm taking you home.
I'm not going back.
I've found happiness here.
I've found freedom!
Happiness?
With a Nephite?
If you want to kill him,
you'll have to kill me first.
You love him?
Stay with me.
Please, sister.
Please don't.
Just stay with me.
Don't go.
Don't tell him
where I am.
Please.
I love you.
Can we not rest, my Lord?
Yes.
Rest, child.
Is anyone else weary?
We move on!
Mahigana?
I thought you were waiting.
At the cave?
Protect the king's prize,
remember?
Coward.
Aaron!
Show yourself!
Well, finally,
the last great general.
Strange, the way of fate.
If I hadn't of given Bathsheba
what she deserved,
she wouldn't have run.
If she hadn't run,
I wouldn't have found you.
The lone fugitive.
For 20 years
I've eradicated your people.
They were your people too.
Don't remind me.
Now kneel before your king.
I have but one King.
Well, then you shall die
as your father, a martyr.
Oh, that's right,
there's no one left
to remember you!
Refreshing.
Before my last breath,
my sword shall
run you through.
Strong words
for a man without a sword.
No.
No, not--
no, not here,
not like this
in your pathetic grief.
You will be strong
and rested and nourished.
One day.
One day to ready yourself.
And no praying.
No fasting to your god.
You will eat, sleep and die.
For on the morrow,
you shall fall by my sword.
I will agree to your terms.
Well, thank God for that.
But only when my wife and son
receive a proper burial.
Your wife?!
Minimal rites.
Do your cursed ritual.
This time the morrow,
the duel begins.
Father...
what lesson do you teach?
Behold...
my heart cries out.
Come out.
Come out in judgment, O God,
and hide their abominations
from before thy face.
Come out, O God...
or take me with them.
Take me with them.
Perhaps...
but your oath to live may
complicate that, I'm afraid.
Please.
A moment.
For your sister.
Do you want part in this?
Then give me some dignity.
For my wife.
And your sister's son.
Moroni.
You let him escape?
And just as the sun
hides its face?
If you weren't
my best tracker...
Lord, I found her.
You would not have found her
if it weren't for Mahigana.
He's got our advantage.
Tonight.
Cohor, set up camp.
Fulfilled also shall
be my oath
and the oath of my father.
To finish this record...
and hide it up unto the Lord.
And if they slay me...
it matters not...
if it so be that I am saved
in the Kingdom of Heaven.
For the eternal purposes
of the Lord shall roll on...
until all His oaths
shall be fulfilled.
"In memory of our God,
our faith, our freedom,
our peace, our wives,
and our children."
Blessed Father,
I seal this record unto you.
And unto he who will one day,
discover it unto the world.
That Joseph (Yosef)
of the Old World
shall at long last,
know Joseph (Yosef) of the New.
It is finished.
Aaron!
In memory of my God, my faith,
and my freedom...
my wife and my son!
Aaron!
I'll never call you king!
I know you're sitting
on your ass
thinking to wear me down!
Well, I won't!
Here I stand!
Why?
Why fight for
a soulless coward?
He cares not for your blood.
Stop!
Was that difficult, Cohor?
I imagine it was.
You know, I was wrong.
You must be a prophet.
Otherwise,
how else could you know
I was sitting on my ass?
Oh, the great Moroni
and his last...
stand.
Well, that's nice armor.
I suspect that's why
you're still breathing.
Tell me, freeman...
does the last
of the Nephite blood
still grope for peace
from a god
that leaves you alone to die?
Peace
is better than war.
Uh, war is better
than tribute?
I'm constrained...
to offer
one last chance for penance.
Kneel before your Maker.
Confess your abominations.
And He shall spare you.
There is no God!
No Heaven!
No Hell!
Then gird yourself
for surprise.
For today, I send you there!
Oh, does that hurt?
Where is the brave
general now?
You're looking at him,
child of Hell!
Today, you pay
for all the lives
you've taken in cold blood.
Today, you face
eternal vengeance.
Alright now...
know this, Moroni.
Mahigana will tear
this world apart
until she finds
your secret record.
And all of your lies
and your father's
and your father's father's,
will be erased.
No one will remember
your name.
And after I've killed you,
I'll dig Bathsheba
and your shriveled son
up from the grave
and I'll leave them
to the wolves!
The exile has
something to say.
He came to them.
He came to our fathers.
I covered for you.
Mahigana. Have mercy.
For Bathsheba.
Hunted one.
You are hunted no more.
Till I join them in the clouds.
Behold thy creations.
Make me mighty...
in body and soul.
Lest I forget...
the slavery of my fathers.
In mercy...
bestow Earth's bounty.
Blessed be my rock.
The God of Joseph (Yosef) .
Ever be exalted Thy name.
The gods have forsaken me.
All my seeds are dead.
But don't do anything stupid.
I love you too much
to kill you.
Mahigana.
Leave us.
Get out. Get out!
Awake.
Awake.
Oh, my people,
how could you have fallen?
I, Moroni, do finish
the record of my father.
Four hundred years
have passed away
since the coming of our Lord.
And after the great and
tremendous battle at Cumorah,
the Nephites were hunted
by the Lamanites,
even until they are no more.
And my father was slain
also at their hands
that I, alone, am left
to finish the sad tale
of my kindred.
Great and marvelous has been
the destruction of my people.
But behold
the prophecies of Isaiah.
For the Elders,
who have gone before,
who possessed this land,
shall cry.
Even from the dust
shall they cry.
And as the Lord lives,
He will remember the Oath
He has made unto them.
For the eternal purposes
of the Lord shall roll on...
until all His oaths
shall be fulfilled.
Fulfilled also
shall be my oath.
I live to finish this record
and hide it up unto the Lord.
And how long He will suffer
that I may live on alone,
I know not.
Yes.
But I swear,
by the Great Spirit,
you shall not be harmed.
Flee if you must.
But your flesh is parched
and you won't survive the night.
Only if you like.
Do you have a name?
My father
taught me many languages.
And through trade,
I gained others,
including yours.
At times.
But during war,
I was something else.
No. But I led many.
Tens of thousands.
I was a chief captain.
I fought
your people only
in defense of mine.
Lies!
Perhaps.
But my oath to live
may complicate yours,
I'm afraid.
I am called Moroni.
Hunted one.
Please, don't.
Monster!
I said I wouldn't harm you,
I swore an oath.
I could have left you
to the wolves!
I've never--
I've never seen a woman
come as far as you did.
I not like other women.
I not fear man or beast.
Indeed.
I'd fain to see
the cowering beast
you bravely escaped yesterday.
Beast is master.
Where I come from,
there are no masters.
Master is also king.
He'll kill us both
if you leave.
You've sheltered with
a Nephite. This is death.
Or has Lamanite
custom changed?
He not spare you.
He not spare your father.
No, he didn't.
Then why you spare me?
I am not a man of blood.
If you desire to stay
with one who is, then go.
I shall not stop you.
I'll suffer the consequences
of this encounter,
come what may.
I, too, fear no man.
But whether in life or death...
it would seem
our fates walk together now.
I could show you a life
beyond what you've ever known.
Freedom.
That far distant hill
there is...
Cumorah.
Hill of great battle.
Yes. Hill of great battle.
That's where I go
when I need to think.
And that way out there
is where I found you.
Bathsheba.
Bathsheba.
You're Aaron's wife then?
Mistress.
He have many.
He is great man
of passion.
Woman, a man who beats you
has neither greatness
nor passion.
I've some thinking to do.
Perhaps you'd like to join me?
I'm sorry, forgive me, I--
I know I did err.
I so pined for fellowship.
A father, a mother,
a sister, a brother,
a friend.
I see him.
Him!
I see him.
I find record.
What?
No, stop!
You cannot touch them.
Oh, God, what have I done?
Wait... you saw.
What did you do?
Confess it now!
I thought gold save me
from king's wrath!
You must never do that again.
Swear to me.
Swear to him.
Say it from your lips.
I swear.
Bear.
What is color?
I don't know. Black, I think.
Touch ground.
Turn.
Now up.
Bear impediment.
Still needs to boil,
but we'll fire it
after nightfall.
Or better yet,
with you around,
perhaps we don't need it.
There is better
impediment.
Oh, yes.
Now what?
No, no.
Last longer.
You burn flame with bats.
No fire in daylight.
Better toil under the sun.
I have trouble sleeping.
Perhaps, distract mind?
I used to whittle trinkets...
for my little ones.
I learn?
You teach?
This. What this mean?
His name is Alma.
Thirteenth record-bearer.
And him?
Mosiah the Great.
Twelfth record-bearer
and the last Nephite monarch.
He was dearly beloved.
Why?
He gave his people freedom.
Mosiah's Alma's father?
No. Alma's father was...
Alma.
His name is...
Moroni.
It's confusing, I know.
Chief Captain Moroni.
I'm his namesake.
My father hoped it might
make me like him, I suppose.
Lamanite have same custom.
But names more original.
And it work? You like him?
I would never presume.
"If all men had been, and were,
to ever would be,
like unto Moroni,
the very powers of hell
would be shaken forever."
My father
wrote that of this man.
Then gave me his name.
What is Hell?
Probably best we start
from the beginning.
What is Lamanite
tradition of me?
Nephi, ancient father.
Laman, ancient father.
Brothers all, yes.
Nephi rob Laman of crown.
And treasures.
Good.
Are you ready for more?
Joseph (Yosef) of Egypt,
our common forefather,
was a fruitful vine,
whose descendants
climbed over the wall,
among whom,
nearly a millennium ago,
were his heirs in Jerusalem
(Yerushalayim).
Laman and Nephi.
But on their voyage
to the promised land,
Laman tried to kill Nephi.
Why?
To be king of the New World.
But, unlike Laman,
who coveted the plates
for gain,
Nephi cherished them
and kept records of his own.
Thus the birth
of two nations:
Nephites and Lamanites,
ruled by rivaling brothers.
And, thus, was born
the ancient grudge.
And endless war.
Nephi becoming
the first record-bearer
and Nephite king of my line.
No. Laman entitled.
He was eldest.
Yes, as was Esau.
You were taught your fathers
were robbed by mine.
But the same was said of Esau's
younger brother, Jacob (Yacob).
That he deceived him.
But, alas, Esau willingly sold
his birthright to Jacob (Yacob)
for a measly bowl of stew.
And Jacob (Yacob)...
become Israel (Yisra'el).
And Israel (Yisra'el)
begat Joseph (Yosef),
our common ancestor.
Thus, you and I both
are children
of the ancient Oath.
But enough of birthrights.
I am not my forefathers
nor are you yours.
But why a record
is so chief?
Words are powerful.
They change hearts.
You say many record?
Wagonloads.
I've seen them.
I see?
Perhaps you will some day.
My father, he was
more patient than I.
He took all the records...
from this to that
and combined them into one.
This is great effort.
He gave his life for it.
And you... give life?
I would.
Why?
The Oath.
Their words
will cry from the dust.
Don't arouse me.
Maybe she deserted.
Never.
No tribe would defy Aaron.
Would you abide a man
who hit you?
I prefer women.
And that man is our king.
Our rightful king?
Watch yourself.
He's given us position.
No Nephite can give
a Lamanite position.
He's renounced,
he's one of us.
And yet, here we are,
tracking my runaway sister.
If Aaron is one of us,
why does Bathsheba run?
I would go after
the first fist,
or I'd slit his throat.
Always rash.
That's why you're unwedded.
I'll wed
when I'm good and ready.
And it won't be
to a mink's ass like you.
You are boring.
All your thinking.
Try to hit.
Again.
You roll and watch.
Again. Faster.
How often
did you play this game?
Every day
since I had ten years.
Now you try again.
Try again.
This time,
imagine you haven't eaten
for a week.
The stone is rabbit.
The morrow,
your turn for dinner.
I need a break from fish.
Bathsheba?
The morrow, you have dinner?
I have something
for you to read.
Unless you're too weary.
"For can a woman forget
her suck-- suckling child
that she should not have
compassion...
on the son of her womb?
They may forget me...
yet will I not forget you,
O Israel."
I've never been
with child.
A son.
A son is all I've ever wanted.
If your god not forget me...
if he have compassion,
then he...
Bathsheba!
Bathsheba, don't go!
Bathsheba!
Bathsheba!
Bathsheba!
Bathsheba!
Bathsheba.
Bathsheba,
don't leave me.
Bathsheba,
don't leave me!
Don't leave me alone!
Bathsheba.
Wolf.
You're fortunate to be alive.
Never do that again.
Never, never leave me again.
Say it.
Say it from your lips.
I swear.
I see you're feeling improved.
Please know,
I would never hurt you.
Not ever.
An epistle.
From my father.
"My son, I write unto you
somewhat concerning
the sufferings of this people.
The Lamanites have taken
many prisoners...
men, women, and children.
And they...
feed the women
upon the flesh
of their husbands,
and the children
upon the flesh
of their fathers."
Why do you have me read this?
Please, go on.
"And notwithstanding
this great abomination
of the Lamanites,
it does not exceed
that of our people.
For the daughters of
the Lamanites have they taken,
and after depriving them
of that which is most dear
and precious above all--
chastity and virtue--
they torture
their bodies to death
as a token of their bravery."
That which is most dear
and precious above all.
You are not a token to me.
I had to turn away.
I had to turn away or...
I would have broken my oath.
I want to make the oath.
You think I beguile you
for an oath?
I want to make the oath.
Yes.
Yes.
You promise to resist evil.
To defend your family,
your land, and your faith,
even unto bloodshed.
Yes.
I cleave unto you
and no other.
Bone of my bones.
Flesh of my flesh.
May souls, once twain,
be one forever.
I cleave unto you
and no other.
Bone of my bones.
Flesh of my flesh.
May souls, once twain,
be one forever.
Last night was
the first night
I slept soundly
in 20 years.
Promise to never leave me.
Say it from your lips.
I swear.
Weeks without bed or women.
Next ridge, we turn back.
And what will you tell
the king, I wonder?
That Mahigana goaded us
like mules.
Turn back and I put
this in your spine.
We go on till we find her!
I feel...
Tell me.
Like that.
Soaring high above the lands.
Above the mountains.
Above the clouds.
Freedom.
Yes!
Like I've never felt before.
What is it?
If you're in the clouds,
I'm in the firmament.
How did I live 20 years
without you?
And how did my will
to keep an oath
nearly blind me
from the one
right before me?
Sometimes
when we love a thing
we hold it too tight.
But my oath.
I'll turn the sheets.
He came to them.
Yeshua.
He came to our fathers.
Yes. The legends are true.
I finished.
But it stopped.
Can I read more?
But there is more to record.
I was hoping...
you could help with that.
I missed the sunrise.
You sleep so beautiful,
I just couldn't wake you.
Thank you
for traveling with me.
Do you ever feel as if...
as if our lives
are like a dream?
All my years,
all my memories...
passing by like
a moment in time.
This belonged
to my first wife.
Her favorite testament.
I gave it to her
on our tenth jubilee
so she could have it
with her always.
It's my favorite also.
I've carried it
since you shared it with me.
I want you to have this.
God bless the day you wandered
into my life.
I told you
not to do anything foolish.
Mahigana!
It's not what you think.
He's a good man.
A good man?
A Nephite?
And now you bear his child?
I'm going to kill him
and then I'm taking you home.
I'm not going back.
I've found happiness here.
I've found freedom!
Happiness?
With a Nephite?
If you want to kill him,
you'll have to kill me first.
You love him?
Stay with me.
Please, sister.
Please don't.
Just stay with me.
Don't go.
Don't tell him
where I am.
Please.
I love you.
Can we not rest, my Lord?
Yes.
Rest, child.
Is anyone else weary?
We move on!
Mahigana?
I thought you were waiting.
At the cave?
Protect the king's prize,
remember?
Coward.
Aaron!
Show yourself!
Well, finally,
the last great general.
Strange, the way of fate.
If I hadn't of given Bathsheba
what she deserved,
she wouldn't have run.
If she hadn't run,
I wouldn't have found you.
The lone fugitive.
For 20 years
I've eradicated your people.
They were your people too.
Don't remind me.
Now kneel before your king.
I have but one King.
Well, then you shall die
as your father, a martyr.
Oh, that's right,
there's no one left
to remember you!
Refreshing.
Before my last breath,
my sword shall
run you through.
Strong words
for a man without a sword.
No.
No, not--
no, not here,
not like this
in your pathetic grief.
You will be strong
and rested and nourished.
One day.
One day to ready yourself.
And no praying.
No fasting to your god.
You will eat, sleep and die.
For on the morrow,
you shall fall by my sword.
I will agree to your terms.
Well, thank God for that.
But only when my wife and son
receive a proper burial.
Your wife?!
Minimal rites.
Do your cursed ritual.
This time the morrow,
the duel begins.
Father...
what lesson do you teach?
Behold...
my heart cries out.
Come out.
Come out in judgment, O God,
and hide their abominations
from before thy face.
Come out, O God...
or take me with them.
Take me with them.
Perhaps...
but your oath to live may
complicate that, I'm afraid.
Please.
A moment.
For your sister.
Do you want part in this?
Then give me some dignity.
For my wife.
And your sister's son.
Moroni.
You let him escape?
And just as the sun
hides its face?
If you weren't
my best tracker...
Lord, I found her.
You would not have found her
if it weren't for Mahigana.
He's got our advantage.
Tonight.
Cohor, set up camp.
Fulfilled also shall
be my oath
and the oath of my father.
To finish this record...
and hide it up unto the Lord.
And if they slay me...
it matters not...
if it so be that I am saved
in the Kingdom of Heaven.
For the eternal purposes
of the Lord shall roll on...
until all His oaths
shall be fulfilled.
"In memory of our God,
our faith, our freedom,
our peace, our wives,
and our children."
Blessed Father,
I seal this record unto you.
And unto he who will one day,
discover it unto the world.
That Joseph (Yosef)
of the Old World
shall at long last,
know Joseph (Yosef) of the New.
It is finished.
Aaron!
In memory of my God, my faith,
and my freedom...
my wife and my son!
Aaron!
I'll never call you king!
I know you're sitting
on your ass
thinking to wear me down!
Well, I won't!
Here I stand!
Why?
Why fight for
a soulless coward?
He cares not for your blood.
Stop!
Was that difficult, Cohor?
I imagine it was.
You know, I was wrong.
You must be a prophet.
Otherwise,
how else could you know
I was sitting on my ass?
Oh, the great Moroni
and his last...
stand.
Well, that's nice armor.
I suspect that's why
you're still breathing.
Tell me, freeman...
does the last
of the Nephite blood
still grope for peace
from a god
that leaves you alone to die?
Peace
is better than war.
Uh, war is better
than tribute?
I'm constrained...
to offer
one last chance for penance.
Kneel before your Maker.
Confess your abominations.
And He shall spare you.
There is no God!
No Heaven!
No Hell!
Then gird yourself
for surprise.
For today, I send you there!
Oh, does that hurt?
Where is the brave
general now?
You're looking at him,
child of Hell!
Today, you pay
for all the lives
you've taken in cold blood.
Today, you face
eternal vengeance.
Alright now...
know this, Moroni.
Mahigana will tear
this world apart
until she finds
your secret record.
And all of your lies
and your father's
and your father's father's,
will be erased.
No one will remember
your name.
And after I've killed you,
I'll dig Bathsheba
and your shriveled son
up from the grave
and I'll leave them
to the wolves!
The exile has
something to say.
He came to them.
He came to our fathers.
I covered for you.
Mahigana. Have mercy.
For Bathsheba.
Hunted one.
You are hunted no more.