Mad Jack Duncan:
All right.
[grabs Jacob Woodling by the beard]
Mad Jack Duncan:
What about it Mormons?
Sarah Woodling:
[whispering]
Jacob. We need every penny, Jacob. And I can't bear another day of those martyred looks. There. There it is again!
Elizabeth:
This isn't a martyred look, Sarah. This look is puuuure - hatred.
Jacob Woodling:
Quiet! Brigham Young has twenty seven wives and he hasn't had half the trouble with them that I've had with the two of you!
Elizabeth:
Then simplify your life, Jacob. Sell me.
Jacob Woodling:
But Elizabeth: you don't know what you'll get.
Elizabeth:
I know what I've had.
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