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[Background voices]

NATHANAEL: I need more seawater for the cement, Leontes!

LEONTES: It will take three days.

NATHANAEL: You can't stop construction for three days!

Is it because I'm Jewish?

- No, Nathanael, it's not because you're Jewish.

- I've been telling you, and anyone I can get to listen,

I even told the primi.

I need that saltwater

or the cement won't set to full strength!

- Seawater's heavy.

It's hard to move, understand?

- Plans are hard to draw, bedrock hard to reach...

It's all hard,

but your incompetence is making it harder!

- Careful.

- Hey, I'm just telling it like it is.

- Three days, Nathanael.

You're in no position to make demands.

You're lucky enough to have this job.

- That's why I have to demand what I need, Leontes.

Do you know how hard I've worked to earn a Roman commission?

As a Jew?

- You're a child that skipped the line.

The men don't respect you for that.

- Skipped the line?

Just because I was smart enough to go to school

instead of carrying mud.

- Twenty men show up every day.

Who cares what they think?

- I care.

They need to share a vision.

- They need to each do their jobs.

The day laborer, the craftsman,

the foreman, and the architect.

- Yes!

In concert with me.

- Who do you think you are?

I am the foreman here.

You think that if everyone would just do it your way,

that it will all turn out?

- I do.

- Well, people have their own ideas.

[loud crash] [man screams]

[man coughing]

NATHANAEL: [screaming] Fabius?!

Marcus?!

We need help!

[straining] You're ruined, do you hear me?!

It's over!

(woman vocalizing)

♪ ♪

♪ Oh, child, come on in. ♪

♪ Jump in the water. ♪

♪ Got no trouble with the mess you 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. ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Walk on the water. ♪♪

[cart creaking]

THOMAS: What do you mean, two days' worth?

- He said to leave enough firewood

for the next weary traveler.

You heard that, John.

JOHN: Mm-hmm.

THOMAS: What if it isn't enough?

We used up all the dry stuff.

- That's why it's good to have some strong bodies around.

Like the Sons of Thunder here.

- What? You told him?

SIMON: Don't worry,

he made himself look just as bad as you did.

- Hey.

- Who is that?

SIMON: Maybe it's a scout from...

where are we, Seleucia?

- Maybe he's just walking.

- No one just walks in the Bashan.

- No one but us.

- Shh-shh-shh-shh.

Don't come any closer.

- Shalom.

- He's Jewish.

- You think?

- What do you want?

- For the Romans to go away.

For a pretty wife someday.

I ate a fattened goose once...

I'd love that again.

Are you followers of the Rabbi Jesus of Nazareth?

- Don't say anything, he could be a spy.

- Spying for whom?

For what?

- There are spies.

But they're not smart enough to dress like this.

Are you Simon?

Son of Jonah?

- Who are you?

- You're new at this.

I get it.

Once you've followed your Rabbi for long enough,

you won't even blink when a strange man, such as myself,

walks out of the woods

with a message he can only give to Jesus directly.

- Yeah, we are pretty new.

- Doesn't make us dumb.

- We can't let you see the Rabbi without knowing your business.

- I can't say.

If you want to send me away... fine.

Say hello to my friend Andrew for me, though.

- What do you think?

- I don't know.

Bring him in, I guess.

Let Jesus figure it out.

Something's not sitting right with Simon.

- Andrew has friends?

[snickers]

ANDREW: Philip!!

PHILIP: Hey!

There he is!

[laughing]

- Whoa! You smell terrible!

- Well, what did you expect, huh?

- Come on!

What are you doing here?

PHILIP: Ah, well,

wait till you find out.

[laughing]

SIMON: He's from Bethsaida?

You never mentioned a Philip when we were there.

You'll find this shocking, but I have a whole life

that doesn't revolve around you.

- What's your problem?

I'm just asking about this kook--

- He's not a... kook!

You know, you could be a little less... you

all the time.

- Fair enough.

- You take it to him.

Make nice.

- We've been back five minutes.

Philip?

Philip?!

- Ah.

You never know when you'll get to sleep next.

Or when you'll have clean water.

Take advantage when you've got either one.

Thank you.

- Sounds like you're in a war out there with creepy--

with John the Baptizer.

- Ah, no.

War has rules.

- What did you find?

- Nothing suitable.

SIMON: Of course he didn't find any.

Where did you look?

- To the east, one mile.

- That's the ravine.

Anything you find there would be--

- Wet.

Yes, I discovered that.

- But there was wood?

SIMON: It was wet.

That's Matthew.

He checks the ravines for wood.

Probably fishes in the desert, too.

[laughing]

- Mm.

Good work, Matthew.

- Thank you.

Who are you?

- Well...

I'm the guy that dries wood.

Now, if only you had an arsenal of weapons,

we could do it in the manner of Ezekiel.

- How did Ezekiel dry his wood?

- No, it's--

- The prophecy against Gog and Magog.

- “And then those who dwell in the cities of Israel

"will go out and make fires of the weapons and burn them--"

ANDREW and PHILIP: "Shields and bucklers--"

ALL: "--bow and arrows, clubs and spears--"

"And they will make fires of them for seven years,

"so that they will not need to take wood out of the fields

"or cut down any out of the forests--

- "--for they will make their fires of the weapons."

Shall we?

Hey!

Keep the fire going.

[background voices]

[thumps]

- Your strongest...

and... cheapest.

- Is something wrong, friend?

- Yes.

- Did someone die?

[liquid flowing]

- Yes.

- I'm sorry for your loss.

Was it sudden?

- I think...

it was a long time coming for him,

but it felt sudden.

- Hmm... tell me about him.

- He was an architect.

It was what he wanted to be his whole life.

- Sad.

- He came from nothing.

Worked his way up.

Loved God.

He wanted to build synagogues, eventually.

I know that's not very popular around here.

[both chuckle]

One with colonnades that sing.

Parapets that practically pray.

Vaunted halls that draw the soul upward to God.

That's what God made him for...

or so he thought.

- He sounds like an ambitious guy.

What did he die of?

- Hubris.

It's me, by the way.

I'm the dead man in the story.

- Yeah.

Yeah, I got that.

- I just wanted to be clear.

MATTHEW: Did you learn to dry wood

before or after you started following John?

- What's up with you and Simon?

- He doesn't like me.

He sees me as his enemy.

- Why?

- I was a tax collector.

- Mm-hmm.

- I was everyone's enemy.

That doesn't shock you?

- I "was" something else once, too.

Once you've met the Messiah, "am" is all that matters.

Next time he rides you,

remind him that the people out there,

they want to define us by our past.

Our sins.

- Out there, where?

- With the sleepers.

But we're different, we're awake.

- I don't understand.

- Well, you haven't felt any relief

except with Him, have you?

Your Rabbi?

- No.

- Don't expect to.

- How did you memorize prophecy?

- In Hebrew school, like all Jewish boys,

didn't you?

- I started, but then I skipped ahead.

- Skipped ahead?

Never heard of anyone skipping ahead.

What did they do that for?

- I was sent to apprentice under a bookkeeper.

- Were you that good with numbers

or that bad with Torah?

- I was proficient in both.

- No, I'm kidding.

How old when you skipped ahead?

- Eight.

- Eight?!

- I showed unusual promise.

- [chuckles] I bet you did.

How come you never circled back to Torah?

- I was paraded before the magistrate.

Rome offered me higher wages than the annual income

of my father and three of his brothers combined.

Bought my first house when I was 13.

- Why did you need to buy a house?

- My father--

- Kicked you out.

I don't blame him.

- I thought you said--

- He's a man.

He acted by man's standards.

Everybody in your old life

is playing a different game than you now.

Do you get it?

- No.

[frustrated] Everyone speaks in riddles!

I can understand esoteric ideas.

They're not beyond me.

- Of course not.

You'll probably pick it up faster than the rest of us.

I'm sorry, man.

I don't mean to sound like an oracle here.

It's a force of habit.

Spend all your time

with a rogue preacher in the wilderness

and you get to be a little... obtuse.

They're simple ideas for complicated people.

- I just-- [sighs]

In your obtuse language...

here's a circle--

It represents everything in the world

and all the people that have ever been.

And that's me.

That's how I feel.

- Well said, good for you.

And, yes,

I've been living literally outside this circle

with John the outcast for a couple years;

so... I can relate.

You're fine, Matthew.

Stick around,

you're gonna be all right.

[paper rustling]

[heavy breathing]

- This was done for You.

[softly sobbing]

Blessed are You.

Blessed are You, Lord our God,

King of the Universe.

Hear, Israel, the Lord is our God,

the Lord is One.

Hear my prayer, O Lord.

[flint scraping]

Let my cry come to You.

[shuddered breaths]

Do not hide Your face from me

in the day of my distress.

Incline Your ear to me.

Answer me speedily in the day when I call.

[fire crackling]

No?

This was done for You.

Do not hide Your face from me.

Do You see me??!!

[whispers] Do You see me?

[knives scraping]

[grunts]

MATTHEW: What's that for?

- It turns a blade into a razor for logs.

[scraping]

Protects your hands.

- Thank you.

Twice.

[scraping]

[chuckling] I... have never done manual labor before.

- You must've worked pretty hard to avoid it.

But that's behind you now, too.

You have to lean into it.

Let someone teach you a thing.

Laugh at someone's jokes.

And then tell jokes.

Do you know any?

- Any what?

- Jokes.

So...

was it difficult to leave it all behind?

- No.

It should have been.

I was comfortable.

I had... a dog.

- Bold, I like it.

- It was a source of amusement for others.

My house was bought with blood money.

My parents and I haven't spoken much in years.

And numbers didn't make the world clear anymore.

- You gave everything away to keep it.

- But it's uncomfortable when nobody likes me.

- If this Rabbi, Jesus of Nazareth, called you,

it means you already have everything you need

for right now,

and He'll give you the rest in time.

- I just don't know what He sees in me.

He's a religious teacher,

and I know very little about religion.

- From what I understand,

Jesus doesn't love everything about religion.

Matthew,

what you think you know, it doesn't matter.

Only that Jesus chose you.

That's where your confidence comes from now.

- I know He knows what He's doing.

I just wish I did.

- Skipped out of Hebrew school at eight...

I think you'll catch on.

[chuckles]

Here's an easy one.

If somebody asks you to tell a joke,

tell them you have a vegetable joke...

but it's corny.

[chuckles]

We'll work on it.

[scraping]

[shuddered breathing]

[softly sobbing]

[wind blowing]

[crickets chirping]

[branch scraping] [fire crackling]

JESUS: Shalom.

- Shalom.

- I'm glad to see you here.

- I'm Philip.

Wait, John told you?

- No, I remember your face.

You were standing with Andrew

the day I was baptized by John.

- Ahhh.

- How is my old cousin?

I shouldn't call him old; we're the same age.

- Uh, his reputation with Rome is down,

but his spirits are up.

- Sounds about right.

- He sends me with a message.

Wants me to tell you something... on my behalf.

That's good,

because I have something to say to you, too.

- It's a very short message.

Only two words.

- Mine is also short.

- Follow me.

- I will.

- So, John thinks you're ready.

- Yes.

He spoke with someone.

- Shall we?

[crickets chirping]

[sighs]

- John spoke to someone the last time he was in prison.

- Someone?

- A Pharisee.

He had been troubled by a miracle he'd witnessed

in the Red Quarter in Capernaum.

- Ah, yes, I know this man.

- You know him?

- Yes, I might even call him a friend.

- John told me to expect anything,

to expect nothing,

but I think he'd be troubled

to know that you are friends with a Pharisee.

- He'll get over it.

- Well, then we received word of what you did in Cana.

That was all John needed to hear.

He sends his love.

- And you.

- A meager offering.

- Hardly meager.

You will be the most experienced of all my followers.

- John is hardly standard procedure.

- Even better.

[chuckles]

- If I may be so bold...

what are your intentions here in Bashan?

- Just passing through.

- To Caesarea Philippi?

- Caesarea for one night,

and then we'll continue north, into Syria.

- Syria?

- That's right.

- I heard you were just in Samaria, and now to Syria.

You and John are really cut from the same cloth.

If I didn't know any better,

I'd say you each have a death wish.

- I wouldn't exactly call it a wish.

- But a what?

A death what?

- It's nothing.

I'm still thinking through how to talk about it.

It's why I was gone for a couple days.

A lot on my mind.

- Yes, I can imagine.

In Syria, will we go to Damascus?

Antioch?

- Not to the big cities, no.

To the smaller places.

I'll wake him later.

You should get some sleep, Philip.

We've got a long road ahead of us tomorrow.

I'll tend the fire.

- Yes, Rabbi.

Rabbi, one last thing.

- Yes?

- If there's time,

I've a friend in Caesarea,

who I haven't seen in quite some time.

- Your friend lives in a Roman city?

- He's an architect.

- Ah.

- If there's time, I'd love to--

- Of course, of course.

- Only if there's time.

- Listen, if we don't make time for friends,

we won't have any.

- Good night.

- Good night, Philip.

[no audio]

- Good Morning.

[spits]

[cart creaking]

- Morning.

- Good morning.

Did I sleep late?

- The sun is hardly up.

- Oof, my back.

- It gets easier...

a little.

You get used to it.

- Are you packing?

- I am, I pack every morning now.

I never know if we'll be somewhere

for a night or a week.

- That sounds hard.

I didn't think about how this would really work.

- I think everyone's struggling with that...

in some way.

- How about you?

Mary?

- Wasn't it exciting yesterday

when the men began reciting prophecy?

- And, uh, a little intimidating.

- Oh, yes.

We need to catch up.

- Okay...

how?

I can't read.

- I'll teach you how to read and write.

- Where would we get materials?

- Leave it to me; I know who to ask.

- I am thankful before You,

living and enduring King,

for you have mercifully restored my soul within me.

Great is Your faithfulness.

- It's more than two days' worth.

- It's wet.

PHILIP: No, it's damp.

- Good morning.

- Good morning, boys.

That stuff will smoke something terrible if you light it now,

but by nightfall...

- You did well.

- I didn't do it.

SIMON: No? Then who?

- Our young, smart friend...

- Thomas?

- No, Matthew.

Who's Thomas?

Ah, I'm sorry, Thomas.

I'm still learning everyone's names.

That reminds me of a time with John...

- Simon calls him "Creepy John."

- I, uh--

- Ha! That's good!

I like that.

So, the flock was evading Roman patrols,

moving up and down the Jordan,

- You were on the run?

- One day, John starts addressing us by name.

Zachariah, Tobias, Michal...

We all start looking around at each other like,

“Who's he talking to?”

And then we realize,

we don't know each other's names.

We'd been out there for months,

and we only knew each other's nicknames or aliases.

- How is John?

- Same old John.

He's proud of you,

I can tell you that much.

Like a father.

Mm... I think it's nap time.

Wake me if there's work to do, boys.

And, uh...

thank Matthew, if you see him.

- John remembers me.

[Footsteps]

- THADDEUS: Ah,

I thought that might be what you were doing.

- Hiding?

- No, writing.

Are you hiding?

- Philip says I don't have to do that, anymore.

- Ah, the new guy?

I like him already.

- Everybody does.

He's like Simon, but not... like Simon.

[chuckles]

- What are you writing?

- Just taking notes on what I see.

This.

I'm used to writing daily now.

It began as a chore but it's become habit.

- Hmm.

I think prayer is like that.

At first, anyway.

And the way Rabbi taught me.

Now I love it.

- In the short time that I have followed,

people have quarreled over things Jesus said,

remembered things differently,

and disputed His meaning.

I think it's best we have a written record

to refer back to.

SIMON: Everything He says and does?

- Yes.

- That's not a good idea.

- Why?

- We have enemies.

There are people trying to trap Jesus in His words.

They could twist something He said to defame Him.

Have you thought about that?

- They will find it easier to twist something

He is reported to have said

than if it's confirmed in writing.

- That's not how the world works!

People can twist words however they want.

- But it's clearly written--

- Yeah, I bet as clear as the last time I saw you

writing in your journal,

spying on me for the Romans?

And to think I came here to thank you.

- People out there want to define all of us by our pasts.

But we do things differently because of Him.

- For the record, it's a bad idea.

Write that down.

We head out in an hour.

- He's not wrong.

Just be careful.

Hmm?

- Mm.

[carts creaking]

- Thaddeus, all good?

Philip.

Ladies.

Thomas.

Is my brother slowing you down back here?

- Always.

- Hey!

[chuckles]

You watch Simon and me in a footrace,

and we'll settle this once and for all.

- Race yourself to the front.

Big James is asking for relief on that cart.

- Already?

I thought we called him "Big" for a reason.

- Yeah, and that's why his shift is the longest.

Come on, you're up.

- I'll be next, Andrew.

- No, no, no, you don't need to--

- I want to.

- You shouldn't.

- Let me tell you something,

some days I miss manual labor.

Fewer questions, less speculation, honest sweat.

- Time to go get honest, Andrew.

- Shalom, shalom!

BOTH: Shalom, shalom.

- You know, it's funny,

I would've thought Keeper of the Shifts

would have been Matthew's job, not yours.

- Why is that?

- He thinks in divisions, calculation, order.

- Yeah, I've noticed.

Speaking of Matthew,

I wanted to tell you,

he's writing down everything you do.

- Of course, he is.

- And that's fine with you?

- It is.

- All right, good to know.

- You strike me as someone who acts on instinct, feeling.

- Yeah, but I do think.

I think all the time.

That's what I was hoping to talk to you about.

- You were?

- Yeah, I've been thinking...

the group is growing every day.

And with greater numbers come more...

opinions and perspectives.

- Sure.

- And we're all unified behind you.

- You're all unified?

- Well, we all agree on you.

But sometimes you're away.

And during those times,

we don't have your authority to defer to.

- You have My instructions.

- Yeah, we have a goal or an instruction

or someplace to go,

but how we get there, how we achieve it,

sometimes there's a lot of noise.

- So, what are you suggesting?

- Well, I'm suggesting we formalize a structure.

- For what?

- For how decisions are made,

how plans are formed,

and what is the process

for raising objections to those plans.

When and how they are vocalized, and to whom.

- Hmm.

- Such as how you sent Little James and John

ahead to Syria to prepare;

we can schedule that in advance.

Or, for instance, maybe all contrary ideas

are routed through Big James, filtered,

and then brought to me for consideration.

Just thinking out loud here.

- Simon, I love that you are trying to make things better

for the whole group.

You could stand to be a little nicer sometimes,

but you're a leader.

You always have been, and always will be.

I cherish that in you, and I will need it.

I will need it in time.

Every one of these people, I have called for a reason.

Each of them bring something unique and important

to the whole.

I want every voice heard, and none silenced.

Everyone can learn from each other.

- Yes, but some people are troubled with tiny things

and they slow us down.

- I won't ask who you mean by that.

But I will say, if someone is thinking about things

you feel slow everyone down,

maybe you need to slow down.

One day, Simon, there will need to be more structure.

And I see you playing a big part in it.

- Out of all humility, Rabbi, why not now?

Why not more structure today?

- Because I am still here.

- Yes, of course, You're still here.

Are You saying one day you won't be?

- It's a conversation for another time.

- But we will talk about it?

- I think so.

- Soon?

- Aaaaaahhhhh.

There's that word “soon,”

it's the most imprecise thing in the world.

What is soon?

A few hours?

A few days?

Years?

A hundred years?

A thousand years?

Ask my Father in heaven how long a thousand years is.

Then talk to me about “soon.”

- Where are you going?

- To relieve Andrew of the cart.

- But it's not your time.

[Jesus chuckles]

- That's what I tried to tell my mother at Cana.

How much good did it do?

[heavy sigh]

[carts creaking]

- Mary, Ramah, is something wrong?

- Nothing, wrong; uh, I wanted to ask a favor.

- Of course.

- Can I borrow a tablet?

- Did Simon put you up to this?

- No, I'm going to teach Ramah how to read.

We want to study Torah.

- That's what I want to do.

- Well, they don't allow women in the bet midrash.

How can I get to the scrolls?

- I could copy them for you.

- Matthew, they're really long.

- Maybe we could ask Philip

what is the most important part.

- I'm pretty sure it's all important.

- We don't even know where to start.

- I'll ask Philip.

- Why Philip?

- He's kind to me.

Thaddeus, too.

- I'm sorry they're the exception, Matthew.

- I'll talk to Philip.

[clears throat]

- Everything good up here?

- Yes.

- We're going to study Torah.

- Who, you and Mary?

- And Matthew.

[Thomas chuckles]

- Matthew doesn't know anything about Torah.

- How do you know what Matthew knows?

- That's the point.

- And you don't read.

- I wasn't sent to Hebrew school like you,

so, that's exactly what I'll learn from Mary first.

It's not like we're trying to be teachers or anything,

we just want to learn more.

Have you taken your shift with the cart yet?

- Anything you need to know, you can always ask me.

- Mm-hmm.

- Uh, be happy to answer any questions.

You know that, right?

- Of course.

- Good.

My turn with the cart.

- A passage to memorize?

- Anything that would get me started,

to make up for lost time.

- No, Matthew, you didn't lose any time.

It just got rearranged.

You're gaining it all back now.

- But in the meantime,

I want to understand the same things you do,

and everyone else.

- Ah, it doesn't happen overnight.

BIG JAMES: [shouting] Look, there it is!

- Ah, Caesarea Philippi, my namesake.

- Really??

- No.

Philip the Tetrarch, brother of Herod Antipas--

a family that does not take kindly to my former Rabbi.

- Why?

- Well, John criticizes them

for things like killing their own sons,

marrying their own nieces,

things like this.

- I suppose he should.

- Welcome to the Empire.

Of course, you know more about that than any of us, no offense.

I'm going to go up ahead.

A passage to memorize... I'll work on this.

[background voices]

[knock on door]

PHILIP: Nathanael?

Hey, Nathanael, it's me, Philip.

Nathanael?

[background voices]

Nathanael?

Nathanael?

Hey!

Hey!

[Nathanael softly groans]

Are you sick?

What's going on?

- Philip?

- Yeah, why are you in bed?

What happened, my friend, are you okay?

- Sure.

- Oy, we need to get you some water.

I am truly sorry, my friend.

- No one was killed.

It could have been worse, I could be in prison.

- I'm still proud of you.

I've lived through you, at times; you know that?

- Through me?

- Yes.

- I'm living through you, man!

- I mean it.

- What part?

Going to classes, endlessly?

Dealing with bureaucrats day in, day out?

- I skipped that part.

I mean, the part about building something with your own hands.

I had a calling, I don't regret it,

but while you were in the city,

being validated by top professionals,

I was in the wilderness.

With a lot of yelling.

I don't deny occasionally being jealous

that you had actual physical evidence

to show for your efforts.

- A pile of rubble.

- You don't know what you're impact was, or will be.

- I have a good idea what it'll be...

a cold day in Gehenna before they hire another Jew.

- I thought I knew where God was putting me, too.

- Yeah.

So, what are you doing here?

[Philip chuckles]

I thought you were out making enemies all over the place.

- I'm about to make a whole lot more enemies

all over the place.

John sent me to someone new,

- You sure know how to pick ‘em.

- He's not just anyone.

- You said that about the baptizer.

- And I was right.

But this is... more.

- Hmm.

- This is Who the baptizer has been preparing us for.

- Mm.

- Nathanael...

He's The One.

- The One?

- The One who Moses foretold,

and the prophets said would come.

- The One?

- The One.

Jesus of Nazareth, son of Joseph.

- Nazareth?!

[laughing]

Can anything good come out of Nazareth?

- Come and see.

- Oh, a little dump on a craggy hilltop.

- I'm serious.

- No paved roads, no public buildings,

they barely have a synagogue--

- You can't, you really can't.

- Hey, I'm just telling it like it is,

why can't I do that?

- Because you're mean.

- The families--

illiterate day laborers and peasants, by the way--

sleep under the same roof as their livestock!

- Listen to me--

- Honestly, Philip,

saying The One is a Nazarene

is practically heresy.

- Just... come and see.

- [sighs] I--

- What?

You're gonna be late for work?

- Wow.

That's dark...

so dark.

- Your whole life you've wanted to serve God,

to meet the Son of God, the King of Israel.

I promise, you will not regret it.

And if you do, I'll refund your misery.

But I know you, you don't mess around...

you will want to join Him.

He's like no Rabbi who ever has been or will be.

- I've never seen you talk like this.

I'm still hung up on the Nazareth of it all.

[chuckles]

- Come and see.

[crickets chirping]

[door clatters shut]

PHILIP: Rabbi.

- Well, this is a good night.

Do you know who stands beside you there?

- This is my friend, Nathanael.

- Yes, the truth-teller.

- I'm sorry?

- Man is often deceitful...

and Israel began with Jacob, a bit of a deceiver, yes?

- Yes.

- But one of the great things about you...

is you are a true Israelite,

in whom there is no deceit.

- What did you say about me?

What is this?

How do you know me?

- I have known you long before Philip called you

to come and see.

Don't look at him, look at Me.

When you were in your lowest moment,

and you were alone...

I did not turn My face from you.

I saw you,

under the fig tree.

- Rabbi.

- There it is.

- You are the Son of God.

The King of Israel.

- I knew it!

- Well, that didn't take long.

- He doesn't mess around.

[chuckling]

- Because I said to you,

“I saw you under the fig tree,” you believe?

[laughing]

You are going to see many greater things than that.

Like Jacob, you are going to see heaven opened,

and the angels of God ascending and descending

upon the Son of Man.

That's Me, by the way.

[laughing]

- Yeah, I got that.

- Good, I know you like to be clear.

- Rabbi, sorry to interrupt,

but John just arrived with a message from Syria.

- He came back?

- Yeah, he said people are already gathering to meet you,

many with afflictions to be healed.

Your fame is spreading...

the good kind!

You should rest, Rabbi, we should leave early.

- Thank you, boys.

[receding footsteps]

So... you wanted to help build something

that would cause prayer, and songs,

something to bring souls closer to God, yes?

Can you start tomorrow?