As a simple test of various Large Language Models, here is a simple prompt that I submitted to three different systems. Note the intentional lack of details, which was a test to assess each model’s ability to come up with relevant and accurate information.

Here is the interaction with the most well-known model, OpenAI’s ChatGPT.

I changed the prompt slightly for a couple of other models Google’s Gemini and Anthropic’s Claude:

“I need the script for a scene for a movie. It is 27 June 1844. A rider (a well known friend of Joseph and Emma) comes to her home to alert her as to what happened. Write the dialogue for this scene.”

Click here for the result from the interaction with Google’s Gemini. Note the interaction with the chatbot to improve the accuracy of the script.

Here is the results of the same interaction with Anthropic’s Claude.ai. I was unable to get a direct link to the script, so I am pasting it here:

[A rider gallops up to the Smith home in Nauvoo and dismounts, rushing to the door and knocking urgently]

Emma Smith: [opening the door] Why, Brother William, what’s the meaning of this?

William Clayton: [catching his breath] Sister Emma…I’m afraid I bear grave news. It’s about your husband.

Emma: [fear crossing her face] Joseph? What’s happened?

William: He and his brothers were arrested this morning by a mob militia in Carthage under the governor’s order. They’ve been charged with treason and riot.

Emma: [gasping] Oh no…no, this cannot be! Treason? For what cause?

William: For his teachings and the gathering of the Saints, I fear. They claim he’s raised an army against the state.

Emma: But that’s an outrage! He’s done nothing but preach divine truth. We must go to him at once.

William: I’m afraid that won’t be possible, Sister. The jail is surrounded by the militia and an armed mob. It’s not safe.

Emma: [anguished] Then what are we to do? We cannot leave him in their hands! You know what they’ve threatened against him before.

William: [gravely] I wish I had better news…All we can do is put our faith in the Lord’s hands now and pray for a miracle.

Emma: [weeping] Oh Joseph…the Lord alone knows what shall become of this…