 Father? You'll hang for this, young man. The day is coming when you and Jefferson and all the rest will pay with your necks for this rebellion. Take him, men. The cause is lost. You're lost already. You're lost. I had to do this, Eileen. How dare you even speak to me? He's my father. I came along to make sure he wouldn't be hurt and that you wouldn't be hurt either. So this is it. How you would come to me to help me. Go away. I hate you. I hate you.