Exodus in America

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[At a port town, a crowd of passengers disembarks from a steamboat; among them, a grizzled cowboy and cowgirl with a gun at their hips. Two lawmen escort them out.]

Newsie: Extra, extra, health benefits of smoking! Extra, extra, read all about...hey! Watch it, mister!

[The cop had shoved him aside.]

Newsie: Extra, extra! Bill Williamson's gang...

[They walk out of range, ending up at Blackwater Station. The cowboy and cowgirl get on the train without speaking a word, and takes a seat as the steam engine leaves town. Two ladies behind them, and a young lady and a preacher in front of them, hold their own conversations.]

Lady: Well, I for one am grateful, Mrs. Bush, that they are finally bringing civilization to this savage land.

Mrs. Bush: I could not agree with you more, my dear. My daddy settled this land and I know he'll be looking down on us, pleased at how we helped the natives.

Lady: Yes they've lost their land, but they've gained access to heaven.

[John and Maddie listen to the young lady and the preacher in the seat ahead of them.]

Jenny: But Father, do you mean unless an innocent receives communion, they're destined to go to hell? That hardly seems fair.

Father: What I mean to say, Jenny, is that there is a great deal of difference between an innocent and a savage.

Jenny: I never thought of it that way.

Lady: Yes they live like animals. But they're happier now.

Jenny: Not only do people now have motorcars, father, but I heard pretty soon we will be able to fly.

Father: No, angels can fly, Jenny.

Jenny: No, no, apparently people can fly. Didn't you hear? Out in Kansas a man even got a car to fly.

Father: I hardly think so, Jenny.

Mrs. Bush: Apparently, Mr. Johns wants to run for governor, which is why he's so concerned with cleaning up the state.

Lady: Nate Johns?

Mrs. Bush: Yes.

Lady: His family is nothing but hillbilly trash that came here after the war. I don't want to be judgmental, but this state should not be ruled by such a disgusting family. A family without class.

Mrs. Bush: Apparently the John's family have made a lot of money, and he has a lot of friends in politics.

Lady: Mrs. Bush, money isn't everything. There are many things that money cannot buy.

Mrs. Bush: It seems that money can buy voters, though.

Father: What you must remember, my dear, is that we have been brought here to spread the word. And the word and civilization, they are the same thing. They are the gifts. It is the opportunity we have -- the chance to live among people who are decent and who do not kill each other, and who let you worship in peace.

Jenny: It's so confusing, father. Sometimes, I find it impossible to make the distinction between a loving act and a hateful one. I mean, they often seem to be the same thing.

Father: Yes, Jenny, it is confusing, but you only have to ask me if you need help.

Jenny: Indeed.

Lady: Well, here we are, Mrs. Bush. Armadillo.

[Everyone disembarks into the sleepy frontier town. The cowboy and cowgirl hit the bar, and a bearded coot fondling a girl on the couch calls out to them.]

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