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Will you lay down your life
for me?

I only have
a few things left to say,

so please
listen carefully.

Remember when I sent you out,
two by two?

How could we forget?

I told you to take no moneybag,
or knapsack, or sandals.

- And did you lack anything?
- Nothing.

[Jesus]
Nothing.

But it was far easier then.

You were serving
your own people,

and they wanted you there.

They welcomed your message.

Our ministry was growing,

and there was
little resistance.

From now on…

it will be different.

You will be going into
a hostile world.

The nation has rejected me,

and now they will reject you.

Because you are not
of the world,

because I chose you
out of the world,

the world now hates you.

If you have a money bag,
bring it.

Likewise, a knapsack.

And if you don't have a sword,
sell your cloak and buy one.

[Zee]
Master.

We do have two swords.

Certainly, it's not enough

to defend 12 men
against violent attacks.

Eleven.

It is enough.

We'll sell our cloaks,
buy more.

Protect ourselves properly.

It's all you'll need
for now.

My point is

that you should be prepared
for hostility and persecution.

But ultimately…

your protection
will come from above.

I still don't understand.

You've talked about
leaving us.

Telling us to be prepared,

but that you'll give us
a helper.

Why not stay, Rabbi?

Why do we need all this
when we have you,

and we're all together?

You will all fall away
because of me tonight.

What?

No, we won't.

Our Zechariah said,
"I will strike the shepherd,

and the sheep of the flock
will be scattered."

But after I am raised up,

I will go before you
to Galilee.

Even if they
all fall away from you,

I will never fall away.

Simon.

Simon, behold.

Simon?

Satan demanded to have
all of you,

that he might sift you
like wheat.

But I have prayed for you
specifically

that your faith may not fail.

And when you have returned,

strengthen your brothers.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Satan wants to sift us,
and all that.

But I swear to you,
on my eema's grave,

I'm ready to go with you
both to prison and to death.

Peter, I am giving you
all these warnings

about what's coming tonight,
and moving forward,

so that when it all happens,

you'll know
it was part of God's plan.

And that I am
who I say I am.

And I'm telling you.

Even you.

The rooster will not crow
this day

until you deny three times
that you even know me.

[Peter]
No, no.

Even if I must die with you,
I will not deny you.

No Lord but God
to the death.

- I would die with you too.
- I won't leave you.

- [all clamoring]
- [Andrew] I would die for you.

I would die for you.

We would all
die for you, master.

Greater love has no one
than this.

That someone lay down his life
for his friends.

And that's
what we'll have to do?

That's what I will do.

["Walk On The Water" playing]

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Oh, child, come on in
Jump in the water ♪

♪ Got no trouble
With the mess you've been ♪

♪ Walk on the water ♪

♪ Walk on the water ♪

♪ Walk on the water ♪

♪ Oh, child ♪

♪ Walk on the water ♪

♪ Got no trouble ♪

♪ Walk on the water ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Walk on the water ♪

Good morning, Eema.

What's this?

A little something
to celebrate

your first wedding job
without your father and I.

[chuckles]

Isn't it
a little premature?

I have no idea
how this will go.

Eema.

I can't believe it.

We are proud of you,
no matter how it goes.

Our love is not conditional.

I know it's not, but still…

Some mothers might adorn
their daughters

before a trip like this,

thinking that appearance
might impress the client.

I suppose
it couldn't hurt.

Ramah, you don't need
mere appearance

to sway a client's confidence
in your capabilities.

Your
intuition.

Your
knowledge.

Your way with people.

It all speaks for itself.

May Adonai bless
and keep you, child.

Now listen, Thomas.

My comrade Rafi didn't fare
quite as well as me financially

after our time together
in the wars.

The wedding tier
he paid for

is the three-year vintage
up top,

and then as the evening
wears on, the two-year.

The vineyard's
cheapest arrangement.

But I want to surprise him
with generosity.

He's a good man.
He deserves it.

Actually, I don't know
if he's still a good man.

It doesn't matter.

He was when I knew him.

A lot better than me,
that's for sure.

You are a good man,
Kafni.

You've been a mentor
and a role model.

Thank you, Thomas.

My wedding gift…

is to shock and amaze
Rafi and Dinah

with our 15-year
Augustus vintage.

At least for
the first two barrels.

You know the routine.

If I didn't, you wouldn't
be sending us alone.

Don't embarrass me
or the vineyard, Thomas.

You have my word.

Oh, how very Thomas.

Everything set up
way ahead of schedule.

It's why
we keep him on.

Quite a bit obsessive,
that head of yours.

I didn't ask for it.
It just is.

Make us proud,
my sweet.

- I will, Abba.
- You'll do great, Thomas.

I know he doesn't
say the words to you,

but deep down,
he believes in you.

[chuckles]

I don't know
what to say.

You treat me
like family.

We'll leave you
and the servants to it.

Naomi and I have to meet
with a new vendor in town.

Shalom, shalom,
kids.

- [Thomas & Ramah] Shalom, shalom.
- Shalom, shalom.

Feels like yesterday
he was just an orphan boy,

showing up at our door,

asking if the vineyard
needed workers.

Is that pride I hear?

Let's just say, I've always
been able to spot potential.

Ah.

You can take credit
for Thomas.

I'll take credit
for Ramah.

I'll admit to this.

Her good looks,

she definitely got
from your side of the family.

And her wit and pluck.

What does that leave me?

- Inherited property.
- [groans]

[♪♪]

[Peter] And the master told him,
"You owe me."

And since he could not pay,
the master ordered

his children sold.

[whispers]
Him and his wife.

Ordered him
and his wife sold.

Along with
all his possessions.

And children,
and all that he had,

and payment to be made.

So the servant fell
on his knees and begged,

"Have patience with me,
and I will pay you everything."

And out of pity for him,
look what this master did.

The master of that servant
released him

and forgave the debt.

But when that same servant
went out,

he found one of his fellow
servants who owed him…

Who owed him
only a single denarii,

less than
a half-day's wages?

And…

That was humiliating.

I thought I could tell
that story in my sleep.

The words, I couldn't find them
in front of everyone.

Sorry, I thought
I knew this one so well.

He's beating himself up.

I can't believe I besmirched
such a wonderful teach--

I've never been
more proud of you.

They were hanging on
your every word.

Words you had to feed me
when I faltered.

What's a brother for?

They were hoping
to see Jesus, not me.

Who cares? The point is,

you just preached
one of your first sermons

since the two-by-twos
in Jerusalem,

to a huge crowd,
the week of Passover.

Wait, did Matthew write down
all my mistakes?

No, he wasn't there.

[sighs]

Did anyone see
the guy on the stairs

with the hood
taking notes?

- What? A Pharisee?
- No, I don't think so.

You hear that?
You're in some guy's report.

Andrew, he could be
reporting us to our enemies.

Jesus openly confronts
the Pharisees.

They haven't been able
to take him down.

Peter is not the Messiah.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,

I said I was the Messiah?

Only Rome
can arrest someone.

Except within
the temple walls.

Jesus told us not to be anxious
about tomorrow.

There is a difference
between anxiety

and a
discerning spirit.

Yeah, well, take your discerning
spirit somewhere else.

Hey, everybody, calm down.

It's a big week.

Let's get some lunch.

Yes,
let's get some food.

That was so good.
Come on. So good.

[♪♪]

[Dori] Just one of his followers,

preaching to a crowd
of about a hundred.

Any false prophecy?

Not that I could tell.

Just a story
about forgiveness.

Give any other details
to Yiftach for his report.

- I will.
- Thank you, Dori.

I have to go meet
the new oil vendor.

[Tamar] Are these…?
What is this called?

[Andrew]
I don't remember this at all. It's nice.

- Mary wanted grapes.
- Oh, yes, she did.

I can try to make the dish
that Martha made.

[indistinct chatter]

Andrew.

Leander?

Leander! Whoa!

- Philip.
- Leander, so good to see you.

You remember Dion?

Of course.

And Fatiyah?

Ah.

[both chuckle]

- You seem to be on better terms.
- Give it time.

- This is Tamar.
- See?

A woman follower of Jesus,
and a gentile.

I told you
I wasn't crazy.

Shalom. Are we allowed
to say that?

Well, if not,
I have been wrong for years.

We came all the way from
the Decapolis to worship him.

And to observe
this pilgrimage holiday.

[Dion]
It's permitted, right?

I mean, she's here,
so I guess?

There are gentiles here, yeah.
You're not alone.

Where's Jesus?

- We don't know.
- You don't know?

He'll be around.

Andrew, may I ask
a stupid question?

Have you met my brother?

Yes, of course.

What is Passover,
and how do we celebrate it?

Passover is a celebration of
the story of Exodus,

where God freed the Israelites
from bondage in Egypt.

There's more to it,
but you'll start

with an offering to God
in the temple.

I'm guessing
you didn't bring

any animals without spot
or blemish.

- Good guess.
- No problem. Neither did we.

There is a market
in the court of gentiles

where we can buy one.

- Yeah?
- This way.

We need
to get ours too.

[Leander]
You haven't already?

Well, our arrival to Jerusalem
was eventful.

I would imagine.

His name is on
everyone's lips.

I might know the answer to this,
but just to double-check,

what coinage
do you have on you?

- Greek drachma.
- May I see one?

Whose face is on the front?

Artemis, goddess of the hunt,

or supposed goddess,
I should say.

So here's the thing.

A sacrificial animal
cannot be purchased

with foreign currency bearing
the image of a pagan deity.

I'm sorry,
it must be exchanged

for an acceptable form
of Hebrew payment

with the proper weight
and purity.

Why are you apologizing?

Seems like
a reasonable rule to me.

- The exchange rate is exorbitant.
- I see.

What kind of animal are we
talking about, and for how much?

Depends on your means
and the extent of your sin.

The bigger the sin,
the bigger the animal.

[Tamar]
And more expensive.

There are oxen, bulls,
red heifers,

rams, sheep,
goats, doves, and pigeons.

We're familiar with
ceremony and sacrifice.

I didn't bring enough for
livestock. Do they take credit?

Yes, but I urge you
not to take it.

The interest
is predatory.

But all
that truly matters

is how repentant you are
in your heart.

If all that matters
is the heart,

why would anyone buy
an ox or bull?

- For the show of it, Dion.
- [Philip] Not just for show.

It's an important
and, in fact,

a beautiful symbol
of God's grace.

There has to be a penalty
for our sin,

and he allows atonement
through this,

rather than
any other means.

But there are some
who abuse the practice.

Does Jesus approve
of all this?

It isn't in keeping
with the spirit

of what he taught
in the Decapolis.

He says he did not come
to do away with the law,

but rather to interpret it
fully and properly.

You didn't answer
the question.

[Dion]
Wow.

[people chattering, shouting]

First stop, we need
to exchange your coins.

[merchant]
Next.

What are you
paying with today?

- Drachma.
- Drachma.

At the current
exchange rate,

two Greek drachma
is equivalent to

about one and a half
temple coins.

- What are you looking to buy?
- A goat.

A goat?

Judging by the guilty look
in your eye,

I'd say you'll need
more of a sheep.

Or a ram.

Tell me,

how many impure thoughts
have you had this week?

About half as many as you, and
as third as many as me, okay?

Let him alone.

A goat is all I can afford
at this time.

Ah. Very well.
That'll be 10 drachmas.

Wait for it.

And four and a half more
for the exchange tax.

Let's, uh…
Let's call it 14.

That's 45 percent on top of
the price of the animal itself.

I gave you
a half-shekel break.

But 45 percent for what?
To whom?

Fifteen percent in
payroll sales tax to Rome.

Fifteen percent booth rental fee
to the Jewish authorities

for transacting business
on temple grounds.

From all of this,

I take a measly shekel,

and I have to feed my family.

I don't do this for free.
Would you?

For such a holy celebration,
I might.

[merchant chuckles]

Well, you don't have
to worry about it, lady.

- Why?
- It's only for men.

Excuse me?

Do you hear
that choir singing

from beyond the wall?

The orchestra.
The incense filling the air.

You see the smoke rising
from burnt offerings?

Over a million people
are here.

That means over a million
sacrificed animals.

Do you think the wood
to fuel the fires

to incinerate the remains
just falls from the sky?

And the manpower
to manage it all is gratis?

All adult males are required
to pay a temple tax each year

to finance this show.

It's not theater.

Do you want to buy a sacrifice
to make an offering or not?

Brother, he just wants
to worship Adonai.

Don't be caustic.

These are sacred grounds.

Yes, and you're
holding up the line.

[♪♪]

I've never seen so many mounds
of incense in my life.

Myrrh, saffron,
cinnamon.

It covers up
the stench of blood.

- It's not working.
- It's not working.

Oh, a sign in Greek.

And Latin.

For good reason.

"No stranger will enter
within the balustrade

"around the temple
or enclosure.

"Whoever is caught
will himself be responsible

for his ensuing death."

Oof. All right,
message received.

"Keep out, gentiles."

Ensuing death?

Does that mean God will
strike you down himself?

I'd prefer
not to find out.

Tamar and I
are gonna buy birds.

You go get your goats and
we'll meet you back here, hmm?

I think
it's this way.

[cooing]

Oh, here it is.
These would be perfect.

[in Ge'ez]

Two pigeons, please.

Emerald is very common, yes,

but I do believe that
the Di'amat ivory commodities

will rise above it
very soon.

I don't keep up with news
from the old country.

I'm not from Ethiopia.

I'm from Libya,

near the coast
in the Jebel Akhdar uplands.

Part of the pentapolis.

Ah, you know
your geography well.

And what are you doing
all the way up here?

Eh, trying to make a living
for my sons.

What are you doing
all the way up here?

Celebrating Passover.

Right.

Two pigeons, please.

The sight of you
and your emerald

revive memories
of my sister.

And for that wonderful gift,
it gives me pleasure

to offer you these doves
for free on the house.

One set for you,
and one for your friend.

Doves?

At least take our money
for the cost of the pigeons.

No, I couldn't.

It would dishonor
the memory of my sister,

which you brought rushing back
like an angel.

Are you sure?

[in Ge'ez]

Here.

Thank you.

[cooing]

Sir.

Well, as Andrew said, we must
remain in the court of gentiles

on pain of death.

So, what do we do
when we get to the priest?

Hand him our doves,
and tell him our names.

Is he keeping
a list?

Wouldn't
surprise me.

- Abba, leave it. It's secure.
- I put it in.

Zebedee, son of Jonathan
of Capernaum, Galilee.

Yes, and this is
my son, John.

Shalom, I'm Malchus,

chief servant of operations to
the office of the High Priest.

- Shalom.
- Shalom.

Shalom.
Right this way.

Jairus spoke of you
in such glowing terms,

one would think
you were the Messiah.

What is
your secret?

Uh, to be
perfectly honest,

a woman who helped
perfect the recipe

had been an esteemed vintner
from the Plain of Sharon.

Tragically, she has gone
to be with God.

Ah.

[all]
May her memory be a blessing.

Your business
is a welcome change.

Our contract we had
with the Gethsemane vendor

was entangled in bureaucracy
and old family ties.

Jairus' recommendation
gave us a way out.

Since you entered through
the beautiful gate,

I assumed that you are
immersed in mikvah

and are ritually clean.

It goes without saying.

- Yes.
- Yes.

The Chamber of Oils has a higher
standard of ritual purity,

due to the sacred uses of
the oils for the chief priest,

and the eventual anointing of
the King of the Jews

when he finally arrives.

- Glad to hear that.
- Just a forewarning.

The master of oils requires
a verbal confirmation of purity

beyond
simple mikvah immersion

before entering to have your
oils evaluated by the board.

Understood.

Rabbi Zebediah, shalom.

Shalom, Malchus.

[Malchus] This is Zebedee.
This is his son, John of Galilee.

Oh, yes, we've met.

Once you've obtained your
requisite verbal confirmation,

I will wait outside
with the cart

to make sure
it isn't stolen.

Even within
the temple courtyard,

you'd be surprised
what could happen.

In accordance with the laws
of the Third Book of Moses,

do you solemnly swear
on pain of death,

John, the son of Zebedee,
and Zebedee, son of Jonathan,

regardless of mikvah immersion,

that you have not,
in the past seven days,

touched a corpse, touched
a mole, mouse, or lizard,

come into contact with
a menstruating woman

or a chair
on which she has sat,

or one of her vessels,

had a seminal discharge
in your sleep,

been diagnosed with leprosy,
or eaten unclean foods?

I have not.

Even with
the mikvah purification?

[Zebediah clears throat]

John…

You know what?
You should wait outside with me.

I'm sure I have no idea which
one of those disqualified you.

Touched a corpse?

Leprosy.

I couldn't go in
either.

Also for…

leprosy.

[both chuckle]

Your offer to bravely
stand guard over a cart

in one of the safest parts of
Israel wasn't a giveaway at all.

[both laughing]

These old men, punishing us
for having bodies.

The law is the law,
I guess.

It's not
the Law of Moses.

They added
the seven-day stipulation

so they could relish
turning people away.

Surely it's not
that sinister.

Oh, I work
for Caiaphas.

In the High Priest's
sphere,

everyone must define
their place in the order.

Demonstrate whom they are
higher than and purer than.

Older than.

What's a man to do with his
youth in these troubled times?

Troubled?

Caiaphas obsesses over
one rabbi.

His irritation permeates
the entire household,

the temple, the Sanhedrin,
every office and committee.

Huh.

And, um, ahem,

what would Caiaphas like
to see happen to this, uh…

this rabbi?

Well, in every
proposed scenario,

he risks either
breaking the law,

losing his power,
inflaming the ire of Rome,

inciting riots,
losing his position.

Yeah, but he, uh…

He has to do something,
right?

Yes, and he's running out
of time and options.

The Passover is in
three days.

What does that matter?

No trial can be held
during the Passover.

Oh, right.
Yes, yes, I remember.

Jesus of Nazareth needs to be
tried and held accountable

for Sabbath-breaking,
false prophecy,

a whole litany
of other offenses.

But the people, the people
are ready to crown him king.

So, what's
a High Priest to do?

- Did they mention anything about…?
- Ah!

That will be all,
Zebedee, son of Jonathan.

That's it?

Not even a welcome
to the temple.

I will escort you
to Caiaphas' office,

and we will finalize
the paperwork.

This way, my brothers.

What?

Stop looking at me
like that.

Yes. Have you tried
the garum? Hmm?

Herodias and I have it imported
from Rome by the amphorae.

Along with copies of the latest
plays and poetry no doubt, eh?

Lucretius, Virgil, Horace,
and Ovid, who writes,

he writes, "Death is less bitter
punishment than death delayed."

Do better quoting Moses,
David, Solomon, Isaiah.

Oh, Cai,
it's simply not as fun.

You know what else
isn't fun?

Trying to protect
our entire nation

when the people's hysteria
over a man they want to be king

could provoke Rome to wipe us
off the face of the earth.

Um… Oh, Jesus, yes?
The one they say

raised the man at Bethany
from the dead.

Don't insult me
by pretending you don't know.

On the contrary. That's why
I summoned you here today.

Pilate wanted me to relay
a message, which I will do,

since I'm a man of my word.

He suggested we consider
killing Lazarus,

and putting the rumors of Jesus'
supposed powers to rest,

delegitimizing his following.

Not that simple.

For one thing,
only Rome

has the authority
to enact capital punishment.

I agree. It's the last thing
we want to be associated with.

Oh, but it has
happened before.

You should know.

Your father-in-law,
he knows.

And your people have already
tried to stone Jesus to death.

"Your people"?

Our people, Antipas.

You act like
you're not one of us.

You're obsessed
with Roman culture.

Their music, their chariot
races, their condiments.

You're wearing a toga.

Quite comfortable,
actually.

I don't know how
you survive in this heat

suffocating yourself under all
these layers and layers…

I have received
a prophecy from God.

I'd forgotten the two of you
speak regularly, yes?

Hmm?

Has he said anything
about me?

The prophecy…

is that one man will die
for the people

so that our nation
will not perish.

Are you sure this prophecy
came from God,

and not your wife's father?

How dare you?

I seem to remember
Annas.

I do have sympathy for you

marrying into his family,
by the way.

Had such a penchant
for killing his adversaries

that Pilate's predecessor,
Gratus,

had him removed from
the office of High Priest.

I know he's still exerting
enormous influence on you.

Through your wife.

I've never had someone killed

via the influence of my wife.

It was Salome who requested
the head of the Baptizer.

Well, we all know
who put her up to it, eh?

Oh, Caiaphas,
if you go through with this…

you might…

you might keep your marriage
and get a pat on the back

from your father-in-law,
but you will lose your job.

The case against Jesus
is thinner than a silk strand,

as far as Rome is concerned.

They have no regard
for Torah.

What you deem
false prophecy.

Only for the rule
of imperial law.

They don't care
if he's a threat to you.

They care only
if he's a threat to them.

And from what I've heard,
he's only preached peace and…

forgiveness, and love, humility,
bunch of other boring stuff.

And performed
harmless magic tricks,

which, honestly,
I would love to see.

I'm always game
for a fun illusion.

[chuckles]
He spooked me at first.

Mm.
Between you and me,

I thought he might be
the Baptizer

back from the dead
to avenge me, ha, ha.

- But now he just seems amusing.
- The people herald him as king.

The Son of David.

But has he identified himself
as king publicly,

in those exact words?

Not that we have on record.

Then how will you defend
your actions, Caiaphas?

When Pilate comes to depose you
for breaking the law,

and executing someone outside
the Roman justice system.

You killed the Baptizer.

I am the tetrarch of Galilee.

I have special dispensation.

And you want to know something?
I regret it.

People hate me now.

Didn't even want to do it.

Mm, but you did.

You chose your wife
over popularity,

and you would
begrudge me the same.

Here's what
I begrudge you.

I'm the one saddled with
the onerous task

of mediating
the balance of power

between the temple
and Rome.

A job I was born into.

You? You're a craven
social climber.

Who married your way
into an aristocratic family

and happened to become
High Priest

only because Governor Gratus
had to depose Annas

for doing the very thing
you're trying to do.

And if you succeed,

I'll be the one left
to pick up the pieces.

If that's true,

why would you
summon me here

to deliver a message from Pilate
that I should kill Lazarus?

Because Lazarus is
a nobody.

You could make it look like
an accident.

Anyway, it was an offhanded
comment from Pilate.

Because I told him

the people's only reason
for belief in Jesus

is the raising of Lazarus.

Jesus is different.
It's Passover.

There's
too many people here.

The city's on edge.

Your paranoia is clouding

your understanding
of my intentions.

I'm under no delusion
that my position as High Priest

could survive an illegal
and unpopular execution

which would likely prompt
rioting in the streets.

Then what are you doing?

This may sound crazy.

But I actually believe
in our God, Adonai.

The King of the Universe.

And he told me
that one man will die

so that our nation
will not perish.

Which means it will happen.

Oh?

Did he happen to
say if the one man

was Lazarus or Jesus?

No, thankfully
that's plain.

Jesus is tearing
the populace apart.

Now, unless you want to
alienate your subjects further,

I plan to wait for Jesus
to misspeak

and incite the ire of Rome.

And then
they can take care of him.

Before they feel the need
to take care of us.

Hence…

one man will die.

He hasn't exhibited a pattern
of misspeaking about Rome.

So I will prompt him.

[♪♪]

I'm listening.

There is one thing
the people hate

more than they love Jesus.

[indistinct chatter]

[Kafni] Obsessive, that head of yours.

Kafni?

No cucumber
good enough, huh?

It's for
the Seder supper.

Which is three days away.

Always ahead of schedule.

Except when it came to
protecting my daughter.

I'll come back later.

Whoa, whoa, easy.

Buy your ingredients now.

It's for your last supper.

- What?
- With the Nazarene.

Any meal
you share with him

is almost certain
to be the last.

I can tell you that.
Don't delay, you insect.

Sir,
you are disrupting the market.

You led her to her death.

I did not.

I'll call a Roman guard.
Please, no violence.

And now your master
will be next.

Sir, you should leave.
Now.

Come on,
let's go.

The last supper.
I vow it.

[woman's voice]
Thomas?

[♪♪]

Ramah?

Thomas.

- How is…?
- Thomas?

How is…?

Shh. It's me.

Naomi?

You looked like…

I thought she was…

I have those moments too.

I'm sorry, Naomi.

I'm so sorry.

Naomi.

I miss her so much.

I can't do this
right now, Thomas.

I prayed to God that I would
not see you here this week.

I want to hate you, Thomas.

I really, really do.

But I know that
she loved you, and…

She was
a smart young woman.

And she made
her own choices, and…

You.

She chose you, Thomas.

[sniffles]

She was supposed to bury me,
not the other way around.

I'd give anything
to take her place.

So would I.

So would Kafni.

Ramah loved the life
that we were making.

I know, I know.

And she loved Jesus.

That name.

I have not allowed myself
to speak it.

I have been critical
and resentful

and deeply troubled
ever since.

These are things born
in my own heart.

From my own guilt.

Jesus did not kill her.

This may shock you, but…

I don't always understand
unless it's spelled out for me.

Ramah was the intuitive one.

She believed everything he did.

[Big James]
Rabbi.

Rabbi. Excuse me.

I must go.

What is happening?

As usual, I don't know,
but I'm going to find out.

I hope Kafni
hasn't done something.

Thank you, Naomi.
I love you.

[merchant]
One more, one more.

Let's go, next.
What are you paying?

[chattering]

[animals grunting and bleating]

- [cooing]
- Hey, one for you, sir?

Fifty-five.

Oh, Jerusalem, Jerusalem.

Two for the price
of three.

Excuse me.

Let's keep it moving.

What are you doing?

Why are you bringing food
through here?

I'm taking it to the market.
This is a shortcut.

This is a place
to worship the Father.

Not a shortcut.

Let me through.

No.

Let me through.

Turn around and go back.

Now.

[merchant]
What are you paying with?

- one more, one more.
- [coins clinking]

What are you
paying with today?

This place used to be filled

with the sounds of prayer
and worship to my Father.

- Your father?
- Now I can't hear worship

because of animal sounds.

And all of you
arguing over prices.

Which sound about the same.

All right, so, what
are you paying with today?

You will see.

Next.

Next!

[♪♪]

[shouts]

What are you doing?

Get out!

All of you!

Move!

- [whip cracks]
- [people gasping and shouting]

Move!

[man 1]
He's gone mad.

[Jesus]
All of you, move!

Stop profaning
my Father's house.

Go, go!

[grunting]

[man 2]
No, stop, please.

You.

Take these away.

Stop making my Father's house
a place of business!

No!

[yells]

[whip cracks]

Look what you've done
to my Father's house!

Den of thieves!

Out of the way!

- You.
- No, no, please.

You are part of the problem.

No, please, please.

I have a family.
Please, no.

You should not be here.

- Go! Get out!
- [man 3] No.

[Jesus]
Move!

- Go, go.
- No, no, no.

Guards.
Summon the temple guards.

Let them out. Move.

Yanni. Now.

[goats and sheep bleating]

[Jesus]
Get them out!

They do not belong here!

[clamoring]

Move it, move it, move.

[people clamoring outside]

[thudding and banging]

Peter!

Peter, come quick!

- What's happened?
- I don't know. He's gone mad.

What?

[♪♪]

- [clamoring]
- [animals bleating]

This desecration
is on your shoulders!

And you.

Brood of vipers.

[whip cracks]

Coming through.

[people gasp]

[whip cracks]

Hey, come on,
why are you doing this?

[♪♪]

What have you done?

[♪♪]