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Quintus Benedictus Dio.

Having sworn the sacramentum to Caesar, the Senate, and the people of Rome

to lawfully fulfill the conditions of service as praetor of Galilee on pain of punishment,

and found guilty of the murder of a citizen under your charge,

you are hereby reduced in rank, gradus deiectio,

and relegated to lesser service, militae mutatio, to be determined at tribunal.

Make haste slowly.

Congratulations... Praetor Gaius.

I wanna do something.

I wanna help him.

You know that's not how grief works.

I'm failing.

Failing at what?

This is not a test.

Being...

you know.

I don't.

Who I'm supposed to be now.

How... How can I be a rock for someone in a moment like this?

Thomas doesn't need you to be a rock right now.

He needs a firm footing to walk on.

Everything just pulled out from under him.

This is the way of all the earth.

For now.

Loss?

You know the truth.

Ah...

I can't just tell him this is the way of all the earth.

Then maybe don't say anything at all.

Would words from Thomas have helped you after you found out about Eden and the baby?

You have experienced loss.

That makes you more able to go and simply be there with him...

rather than being the rock.

What just happened? I don't even know what just happened.

I'm so sorry.

She's gone. She's gone. She's gone.

I know.

Just...

Just breathe.

I can't.

I can't breathe.

I'm gonna be sick.

Lie back.

What can I do?

What if we'd had kept our eyes on her?

Please don't.

I was holding her hand.

I lost her.

She was murdered, Mary.

Nothing could have stopped the evil in his heart.

Could he have stopped it?

Ask him.

Someone should be with Thomas.

No, he needs to be alone right now.

How can you be sure?

Believe me.

What I'm about to say, I can only say in front of you two.

- It's been rattling around in my head all day. - Careful, James.

Why didn't Jesus do the thing he did with Jairus' daughter?

I was thinking the exact same thing. A single word from him and we would not be here.

Boys, we vowed to never speak of what we saw in that house.

To anyone else.

We know what we saw.

I understand where you're coming from and...

I wrestled with exactly the same question about Eden, why he didn't intervene. I...

- I resented his miracles for others. - That seems like a reasonable response to me.

- Yeah. - Just remember the words of Isaiah.

"'For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are my ways your ways, '

declares the Lord."

"For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways,

and my thoughts than your thoughts."

That doesn't make this any easier.

Jesus had a reason for allowing what happened to Eden

that I didn't understand at the time.

I...

I may never fully in this lifetime.

But I do know it made me desperate for him.

You know, Thomas was not inside Jairus' house.

He does not know for certain that Jesus even can bring someone back from death.

But he believes that Jesus can do anything, and why shouldn't he?

And was Jairus' daughter more important than Ramah?

- Than your unborn child? - Enough.

We told Jesus we'd keep it a secret,

and now, more than ever, it's clear why Thomas must never find out.

What if Jesus does it again? But for someone else.

It would destroy Thomas.

Let's just take this one day at a time, all right?

Also, we are his students, not his equals.

- I never said we were his equal... - If we don't know the answer to something,

we can let Jesus speak for himself.

You'll write it down. Matthew will write it down.

And time will reveal the wisdom hidden in these mysteries.

But I trust in a God that walks on water.

Yeah.

Seems like we don't do that enough, huh?

Yeah.

Get some rest.

Remember when we fished?

The older guys used to call you "James" and me "John"?

They got it right half the time. And it wasn't just the old guys.

No.

People used to see us as the same because we were never seen apart.

We did everything together.

We fished together, we went to the Hammer together.

Yeah.

Synagogue together.

Then we followed Jesus together.

But when you went on your mission with Thomas...

you came back and...

it felt like you were closer to him than me.

Like he was new and interesting and I was old and boring.

I never meant for that.

- I'm sorry. - No.

The bond is obvious.

We're doing the most important thing of our lives, John.

Of anyone's life.

And you're doing it with him.

- James, we're all doing it together. - But some have become closer in the process.

I admit...

I was jealous of your friendship with Thomas.

But none of that matters now.

What matters is that he is in pain...

and he needs you.

- Me? - Even if you don't know what to say,

you just being there would mean more to him than any of the rest of us.

That's it. Just breathe.

It's okay to cry, but just breathe.

No.

What?

No, it feels wrong to breathe when she isn't.

I can't relax, and I don't want to.

We have sent word to Tel Dor in the Plain of Sharon

that we are on our way to bring her home.

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

♪ Got no trouble with the mess you been ♪

♪ Walk on the water, ooh ♪

♪ You walk on the water, ooh ♪

♪ You walk on the water ♪

♪ Oh, child ♪

♪ You walk on the water ♪

♪ Got no trouble ♪

♪ You walk on the water ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ Walk on the water ♪

Tel Dor.

We're almost there, just up ahead.

This is only the beginning.

I have no idea how I'm going to approach Kafni.

You may not have to.

Thomas, I'll talk to them.

- Let's stay back here. We'll take care of it. - No, this is mine to do.

I can't let you shield me from this.

We'll just ask them what they want and report back. Okay?

It's all right, Zee.

Thomas, I will go with you.

We will face them together.

Where is she?

Where is my daughter?

Thomas, stop.

You will proceed no further.

- You are forbidden to enter this town. - Kafni, we are in mourning with you.

We grieve, but we are not dangerous.

Then why is my daughter dead?

- Dead. - I'm so sorry.

- I'm so sorry. - You've already killed me, Thomas.

And then you went and killed her.

You did this.

I blame myself.

I'm sorry. I failed in my promise.

Thomas loved Ramah dearly, Kafni.

- And she loved him. - What are your words worth?

You are a fraud and a devil.

Deceptive sorcerer.

The biggest disappointment in my life is that I didn't teach my daughter better.

She had a brilliant mind until you cast a spell on her.

Ramah was murdered by a Roman, Kafni.

And you don't speak for her.

She loved Jesus.

She felt her calling was an honor.

And she wanted everyone to know that, including you.

Let's go.

I curse you...

and your followers.

We grieve with you.

I will spread the word far and wide.

As long as blood runs in my veins,

I will move mountains to expose you, Jesus of Nazareth!

I will make sure the world knows you are a liar and a murderer!

You have made your feelings clear.

We'll leave you in peace.

You will see me again.

And when you do, it will be the last thing you see!

I said no more.

Eden, when does Zee get here with the fruit?

Mm. Soon.

That's what I would have said.

Hmm. Soon.

Are you sleeping any better?

Better than I was a few months ago, but still not great.

You know, when we had our loss...

it took me a few months also.

Eden even longer.

How are your prayers?

I do them...

but it's hard to mean them sometimes.

"When I remember God, I moan;

when I meditate, my spirit faints.

"You hold my eyelids open."

What about leaving?

Even, you know, just for a short time, getting away?

I just can't.

It's too painful to be here.

And yet...

there's no place I'd rather be.

- Fresh fruit from the market. - Yay.

Finally.

- At least you're back to eating, no? - Is it fresh?

- There you go. - Come on.

Thank you, Zee.

And for you, garlic, onion, and malva.

Yes. Perfect. You can set it on the counter.

- Is it fresh? - Other one.

- Is it fresh? - This?

- I pick this one. - Would you like to try some?

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

- Sweet. Mm. - Sweet. It's a good one.

- Philip, how do you eat a pomegranate? - Pomegranate? Oh, you need a knife.

Oh.

So...

you start at the top and cut off the head, okay?

Yeah, you can just cut it in half and pick the seeds out with your fingers.

Cut the pomegranate in half?

- Were you raised by wolves? - You might say that.

Peter.

They did their best.

- Did they? - Don't start, you two.

So look. Here, there are five sections.

You're supposed to score through the white parts and then peel it open, like orange peel.

- No one ever taught me that. - Oh. Case in point.

So you've been wasting pomegranate seeds your whole life?

Am I on trial here?

All the pomegranate seeds being wasted our whole lives.

What did I do? I'm just trying to help you.

- Flower. - Oh.

Of course, the two brothers team up against me.

- Seeds can be wasted. - Keep it coming.

- Just one seed. - You wasting your seeds?

- The precious pomegranates. - What? I'm just saying?

- Here's to that. - No. No.

- But may be helpful. - God forbid the pomegranate.

- No. - No, no, no. God forbid the pomegranate.

Oh.

- What are they on about in there? - Oh, I don't know.

Wanting to be right about something as usual.

Or for someone else to have been getting it wrong their whole lives?

Yes. Yes.

- How did you know? - What, you're saying you haven't noticed a pattern?

Ah. This is true. They are pretty consistent with these patterns.

Mm.

You remember when it was just the three of us?

Do you ever miss those days?

Well, I could say we did get to spend more time with you.

But to wish that others would not get this gift by joining us also...

It would be selfish.

Mm.

Feels like a lifetime ago.

One we can't go back to.

Where will we go?

Why do you ask?

We can't stay in Capernaum forever.

No.

No, we can't.

Let no one underestimate your wisdom, Little James.

Who am I to say?

But...

it doesn't seem so much like wisdom to me as much as...

a feeling.

In my gut.

Mm.

A good feeling?

I can't describe it.

Try.

Oh...

Lately, I...

- I don't even want to say it. - I'll do it.

You've been saying things about, um...

"When you're gone..."

more frequently.

You've told us that...

you must suffer many things at the hands of the elders and chief priests.

Those people are not in Capernaum.

They're not.

So that means that we'll be on the move soon.

Sorry, "when" did you say?

Soon...

It's true.

We will head south toward Jerusalem.

We will leave Capernaum.

The time has come.

Things will no longer be simple.

Sorry to interrupt.

It's all right.

Eden sent me to ask about the mint and lemon. She's ready to make the...

Here.

What happened?

Is the former publicanus, Matthew, at this residence?

- Who's asking? - Praetor Gaius.

One moment.

You don't think Gaius intends to bring Matthew back for tax collection, eh?

I suppose we could ask.

I'm gonna go with Matthew. I can talk to Gaius.

All right. Come straight back. We're taking a trip.

Publicanus.

- No one has called me that in a long time. - Please come with us.

It's all right, Matthew. Peter will join you.

It's all right.

Is Matthew in trouble?

I don't think so.

Thaddeus, Andrew, Zee, go tell the others to gather their belongings.

Prepare for a journey.

- Can you stop fidgeting with that? - I'm sweating.

- Can I wipe my brow with it? - Just try to stop looking nervous.

You look nervous.

I'm curious, not scared.

You know, Gaius isn't the same person who shouted after you when you left the tax booth.

Maybe he's having trouble recruiting new tax collectors.

- Pays well, but you lose everything else. - Well, you think he's looking for tips?

Honestly, you would know better than me. You've been spending more time with him lately.

- And beyond. - Beyond?

It's nothing.

- Why do people do that? - What?

When someone says that something's nothing, it almost always means that it's something.

It's very odd.

When they say it's nothing, it usually means it's nothing for you to worry about.

Or it's none of your business. Or it's not a good time to talk about it.

Then why not say any one of those things?

It would eliminate a lot of confusion in this world.

It would.

It's just that, uh...

It's just what?

Nothing.

Praetor.

Praetor.

Please.

Please sit.

Thank you for coming.

You couldn't send word of what the nature of this summoning was?

Absolutely not.

Uh...

"Peter."

Am I pronouncing that right? I have it written down here.

Someone brought it to my attention.

Close. It's a little softer.

Peter.

Peter.

- You're a seafaring man. - Was, yeah.

Do you still know how to tie the knots?

- When the sky is red at dawn... - We would expect there to be storms.

When you look south to Jerusalem, there is a very, very red sky this morning.

The edicts coming out of Judea from your religious leaders

are serious, more threatening than before.

How threatening?

The Pharisees here are watching your every move,

actively trying to trap your rabbi in his words or actions.

And I am telling you, they want him gone.

Gone?

Silenced.

Censored.

Worse.

- I don't know. You tell me. What is the precedent? - I don't know. Maybe...

the Baptizer?

No, the Pharisees didn't kill John.

Herod is one of your people, a client king, and Galilee is his jurisdiction.

The point is there's someone watching both of us very closely.

Me and you?

Me, this whole town, and especially your group.

Atticus Aemilius Pulcher, a cohortes urbanae,

has taken a special interest in Jesus,

and he is monitoring activity in Capernaum.

You know, when we left the house, Jesus told me to prepare for a journey.

Maybe that's why. He's no longer safe here.

I'm under pressure to crush any religious extremism

or fringe uprising leaders swiftly...

and lethally.

- If I don't or if I even hesitate... - What?

They'll fire you?

I didn't expect you to get a taste for power so quickly.

Worse. They might suspect that I believe in him.

Okay.

- Wait. - Jesus will be safe here, I can assure you that.

But only if he keeps a low profile.

That's not gonna happen.

A year ago, sure, he was forbidding people he healed

from telling anyone about it, but now it can't be contained.

- Were you being serious? - I'm not telling you to stop his mission.

Just do it outside the city limits, okay? That's all I'm asking.

For his safety and yours.

Now, I need you to work with me on this.

Praetor...

do you believe in him?

I...

I'm not even sure what that means.

Why haven't you gone to see him if you are considering?

I have seen enough.

I have seen what he does for those who can be of no help to him whatsoever.

I have heard him say words that both unscramble a lifetime of mystery

and fill me with questions.

The fact that I have seen him is why I'm doing everything...

Has your son gotten any better?

- What? - It was a while ago. He was very ill.

Did he get better?

- No. - Son? Something is wrong with Marius?

Then why haven't you brought him to see Jesus?

You say you've seen him do things for people who can be no help to him,

so why wouldn't he do this for you who are risking your life and career to protect him?

He doesn't need my protection.

I just don't want his mission delayed by posturing and infighting.

You know, some believe his mission is to overthrow Rome.

- I'm sorry. Why does Jesus need to see Marius? - Ah. Matthew.

I made a mistake that resulted in a child born not of my wife.

Doesn't that happen to your people all the time?

I apologize, but, uh...

at the risk of an even greater offense,

sometimes people are inclined to perceive judgment because they feel guilty.

I feel guilty for betraying my wife.

Do you feel repentant?

For that, yes.

And I love my son.

- And he's ill? - For a long time, yes.

- Why haven't you gone to see Jesus, Gaius? - I know you've thought about this.

- You told your family about a Jewish doctor. - Because I'm not worthy.

Neither was I.

Neither was I.

- You do not know the things I have done. - You know, that's exactly what I said.

- I'm an outsider. - One of his favorite kinds of people.

Someone who's not Jewish?

Yeah.

Those dividing lines don't matter to him.

- It's part of the reason why he's in so much trouble. - Gaius...

do you believe he's from God?

I know it must seem intimidating.

Uh, there, there, dominus.

There's no need to be afraid.

I do believe.

You're happy crying?

I know he can heal my son.

Will you let me ask him?

Yeah. Yeah, I suppose, yeah.

Okay. Quick.

Okay. All right. That's enough. We haven't even gone to see him yet.

That's a great point.

Why are we just standing here? My son is as good as healed.

Let's go.

Did he just convert?

Yeah.

James, John.

- Jesus says to gather your things for a journey. - We'll be ready.

- Where's the rendezvous? - The usual spot. I'll come by here first.

Boys.

This is the time.

We will see. We'll find the right time, we promise.

Listen. While it was the greatest day of my life when Jesus called you,

I know that being with the Messiah and doing his work has also been a weight to carry.

But I've never seen the two of you closer than these past six months. I never want it to end.

It has been a quieter time.

John, you've always been the more careful one.

But he has deep affection for you, and there's no harm in simply asking.

- We've talked about this. - I know, I know. "Ask and it will be given you."

Yes.

- We will, Eema. - On this journey?

- Yes. Yes. - Let's go over it one more time.

And don't forget about you sitting on his right and left hand in his glory...

- Yes, we know, Eema. - We've got it, Eema.

Good.

What are you waiting for? Go get your things.

Well, I'm the first Jew to willingly lead a Roman soldier to his house.

And I'm the first soldier to be led.

You know, we should stop looking so happy or we'll both get in trouble.

Wait here. I'll make sure he's inside.

Peter. I'm realizing we're bringing a Roman to see Jesus and he didn't give us permission...

I think by now we've both seen enough to know that this is what Jesus would want.

Gaius, this way.

Praetor Gaius.

Lord.

My servant boy is lying paralyzed at home.

He has been sick for so long, and now he is suffering terribly, near death.

Take me to him.

- Lord... - You call him "Lord"?

I am not worthy to have you come into my home.

And I know you would not be comfortable as a Jew in a Roman's home.

But you only need to say the word and he will be healed.

Not worthy?

The truth...

about the child, he's actually my son.

I am so ashamed.

I shouldn't even be asking you, but I am.

And I know you can do it.

Master...

I never thought I'd say this, but...

he is worthy to have you do this for him.

He loves our people. He has helped us.

I know.

Do not trouble yourself.

You can heal him from a distance with only a word of command.

I also have authority with men under me.

If I say to one, "Go," he goes.

If I say to another, "Come," he comes.

Anything you command in this world will happen.

I know it.

Even this.

Stand up.

- What? - Rise.

Did you all hear this man?

Truly, I tell you, with no one in Israel have I found such faith.

I was rejected in my own hometown,

and I'm threatened by the religious leaders of my own people,

and yet this man...

a Gentile, has more bold confidence in what he believes that I can do

than anyone I have yet encountered.

Go. It has been done for you according to your belief.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

You have brightened my day to encounter this kind of faith.

Yes.

What?

What happened?

Gaius had faith that Jesus could heal his servant without even coming to his house.

We know he can do that.

But such faith from a Gentile?

Exactly.

Let's do it now. Let's ask him.

- It will change everything. - Mm-hm.

Ask what?

Yeah.

- Rabbi? - Yes, Big James?

Remember when you said that we could ask for anything and it would be given us?

Knock, and the door will be opened.

I don't remember that.

Um...

That was the right sermon. I thought Eema told me it was the right...

I'm kidding. I remember, yeah.

Oh. Of course. Yeah.

- We knew that. - Yeah.

Um, well, we have something to ask, and for you to do.

I'm eager to hear it.

Would you...

grant for us...

to sit at your right hand and your left hand in your kingdom?

- What does that mean? - Shh.

So...

You don't know what you are asking.

What?

Rabbi.

Three cucumbers and one cabbage. Yes.

I'm gonna take that wineskin.

- The big one? - Yes, the big one.

Fine choice, sir.

Yes.

How much for these two?

Okay, great.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

No, no. It's okay.

Rabbi, what's wrong?

Are you able to drink the cup that I would drink,

or be baptized with the baptism with which I am baptized?

- Yes, we are able. We are the Sons of Thunder. - We'll do anything for you.

- You don't even know what that means either. - Tell us. We'll do anything.

It means that when we go to Jerusalem,

the Son of Man will be delivered over to the chief priests and scribes,

and they will condemn him to death and they will deliver him over to the Gentiles.

And they will mock him and spit on him and flog him and kill him.

And after three days, he will rise.

- Who are you talking about? - I thought the Son of Man was you.

And you will drink the cup that I drink,

and be baptized with the baptism with which I am baptized.

But you do not want that now.

You are not ready for it.

To sit at my right hand and my left, it is not mine to grant...

but it is for those for whom it has been prepared by my Father.

You have no business asking what you did.

No offense, Nathanael, but we were here long before you.

- How could you ask it? And in front of all of us. - Now, ruling positions, high seats of honor.

Oh, look who's talking.

- Hey, I didn't ask for it. He gave it to me. - You don't even know what "the rock" means.

Stop.

All of you have been granted leadership and authority.

All of you make up the foundation on which I'll build my church.

But you are thinking like the Gentiles, whose rulers lord their authority over their inferiors.

That is not how my kingdom works.

I have told you this before...

and you still don't get it.

This has to change...

because their way is not how it will be with you.

Do you hear me?

- Yes. - Yes.

- Yes. - Yes, Rabbi.

Whoever would be great among you must be your servant,

and whoever would be first among you must be your slave.

Because even the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve,

and to give his life as a ransom for many.

A ransom for who?

Who is being held hostage, Rabbi?

Go.

Continue south to Jerusalem.

- Rabbi, do you need any...? - I will catch up.

- I can stay with you. - I said, I'll catch up, Zee.

Gaius.

- You're not going to believe it. - I do believe it.

What?

What?

I already know.

Daddy, look.

Shalom.

- What? - It's something that my friends say.

It means peace, wholeness.

Okay?

You are whole again.

Sha...

Sha...

Okay.

Shalom.

- Shalom. - Shalom.

- Shalom. - Okay. Say it twice.

Shalom. Shalom.

That's it. Well done.

Shalom.

For my sides are filled with burning...

there is no soundness in my flesh.

I am feeble and crushed.

I groan because of the tumult of my heart.

Oh, Lord...

all my longing is before you...

my sighing is not hidden from you.

My heart throbs...

my strength fails me...

and the light of my eyes, it also has gone from me.

My friends and companions...

stand aloof from my plague...

and my nearest kin stand far off.

- Yes. You have it? - Mm-hm.

Thank you.

There we go.

Zeb, we're ready for the first stone.

Ah. I love this part.

The first press, sacred unto Adonai alone.