The reel is a sequence of painted series artwork set to music. The vocals sing the traditional hymn “I Know That My Redeemer Lives” (words by Samuel Medley, 1775, with the traditional “Glory, hallelujah” refrain).
Music begins, a woman’s voice singing softly.
On screen North Florida.
Pine flatwoods, palmetto, and a line
a man’s grandfather once bled over.
Buck Sandlin and Math on horseback at the pens, a lone rider beyond the fence.
Math, in voice-over: “You learn to read this country. The weather, the cattle. The men that work for you, and the men that work against you.”
Young Math and Patricia work the cattle pens together at sunrise, leaning on the weathered rails with the herd behind them.
Math: “Patricia used to say the brand on that gate wasn’t just a brand, it was a prayer.”
Young Patricia leans on the rails by the gate, smiling at Math as he works the chain.
[A lone cowboy’s voice sings]
I know that my Redeemer lives,
glory, hallelujah!
What comfort this sweet sentence gives,
glory, hallelujah!
At sunset, Patricia kneels in the grass and places the reins in Math’s hands.
Math bends to kiss Patricia’s forehead as she lies in a hospital bed.
Math: “Then the Lord took her.”
Math rides out alone among the cattle through the morning fog, the fence line behind him.
Math: “I quit praying. I kept the fence lines. Let the rest go.”
Math kneels in the grass, his head bowed over his hat, while a lone rider watches from across the pasture.
On the porch at dusk, Math holds Patricia’s small pink Bible, her face in the evening sky.
He lives, my everlasting Head,
glory, hallelujah!
Math leans on a fence and watches a lone rider cross the misty field.
Math sits his horse at the edge of the pasture as a storm builds over the Big J.
Math: “Then they found a man dead on the line my granddaddy bled over.”
At the boundary line, Math and Sheriff John Hartley stand by a fallen figure in the palmetto.
Math: “Hartley asked me if I was ready to stand on it. I was.”
Shout on, pray on, we’re gaining ground,
glory, hallelujah!
Math kneels in the pasture, hat in hand.
Math: “Trouble was, I was standing on a line somebody else had moved, and I walked right into it.”
The dead’s alive and the lost is found,
glory, hallelujah!
Math stands at a broken fence with two ranch hands and the cattle.
On screen “Remove not the ancient landmark,
which thy fathers have set.”
Proverbs 22:28
The music falls silent.
On screen Someone did.
[His voice rises again]
The dead’s alive and the lost is found,
glory, hallelujah!
Math gathers with the families and neighbors of the Big J, a golden retriever at their feet.
On screen CRACKER
Truth & Fire
Created by Billy Ray Hunter II · Written by James Pitt
Experimentum Crucis Media · Cracker Cowboy Productions
The logos of Experimentum Crucis Media and Cracker Cowboy Productions appear. The reel fades to black.