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Truth?

What is truth?

Many here have seen
you employ demons to heal

and call it the work of God!

Many heard you say

you would destroy the Temple

and in three days build
another.

Some testified here before
the Sanhedrin that you
said this.

How do you respond?

Are you going to refuse
to answer?

Are you, or are you not,
the Messiah?

I am.

And soon you will see
the Son of Man sitting at
the right hand of God.

How dare you speak
His name!

The charge is blasphemy.

He deserves to die!

Judas!

You.
You're one of his men.
No.

It is you.
I... I'm not.

This man is one of
the Nazarene's men!

I don't know him.
You're mistaken!

This man walks with
this "Son of God!"

I do not! I don't know him!

I've never seen him before!

Take him away.

Governor.

The Nazarene's popularity
has strengthened the zealots'
resolve

to rise against us.

His trial could trigger
rebellion.

The word of one Jew
against the might of Rome?

I don't think so, Marius.

Crucify him!

Release him.
Release him!
Don't!

Let him go!

Are you the King
of the Jews?

My kingdom is not
of this world.

So, you are a king, then?

You say that I am.

I was born and came into
this world to testify
to the truth.

Everyone on the side
of the truth listens to me.

Truth?

What is truth?

I find no basis for
a charge against him.

Crucify him!

Please.
No, no!

Crucify him!

Take him and crucify him.

Crucify him!

Move along,
move along there, move!

Quickly!

Out of the way!

Nail them in.

See how they come
in their hundreds
of thousands

to keep themselves
in God's favor.

Well, it is undeniable

that the Temple is a great
focal point for their
celebrations, Father.

However, they thrive
in their daily lives

due to the leadership
of their High Priest.

You have protected
our sacrificial rites
admirably

against the Nazarene's
desire to sweep them away.

My one regret
is that you involved
the governor.

It was necessary
to call upon the full force
of Roman law.

The Nazarene's crucifixion
sends a message

to all who might challenge
what we labor so hard
to uphold.

Well, you did
the right thing.

That is open to question.

Day by day,
more and more people
were being seduced

by the Nazarene's
simplistic homilies.

He had to be exposed.

And so brutally executed?

My husband took
a decision any high priest
would've taken.

Though my methods may
have differed during my time
in office,

I would have pursued
the same objective.

It was the needless death
of a harmless soul.

Harmless?

He threatened everything
we represent and
these people believe in.

The life of one man
is as nothing, Joseph,

for the sake of God's nation.

Caiaphas, surely...
Enough.

We shall see you
at supper.

Joseph and his lofty morals,

floating above
the daily grime
of public affairs.

His words come cheap.

Without actions
to test them,
his opinions are fruitless.

Is it correc
t the Nazarene alleged
he would rise from death?

One of his many outrageous
claims and crude manipulations
of prophecy.

Then ensure he dies swiftly,

before he has
the chance to perform
a final deception,

before the first star,
Caiaphas,

before the very sight
of the rogue is allowed
to pollute our celebrations.

To you, Lord, I call.
You are my rock.

Do not turn a deaf ear to me,
for if you remain silent,

I should be like those
who go down to the pit.

Hear my cry for mercy.

I call for your help
as I lift my hands
to your most holy place.

My God?

My God?

Why have you forsaken me?

Two items, Governor.

A request to expedite
the death of the Nazarene
from High Priest Caiaphas

and a petition to repossess
the Nazarene's body upon
death.

Who requests the body?

A Jewish elder,

troubled by the Sanhedrin's
persecution of the Nazarene.

His name?

Joseph of Arimathea.

Grant each request.

Keeping them
at each other's throats

prevents them from wrapping
their fingers around ours.

And have Cornelius
put the Nazarene
out of his misery.

Are you enjoying
the spectacle?

Spectacle?

Is that how you regard
the crucifixion of
the Nazarene?

Any man who claims
to be king in a Roman
province

is committing treason

and must suffer
the consequences.

He does not behave
as a king in my dreams.

The running of the province
can hardly be determined

by the dreams of
the governor's wife.

The gods find us
in our sleep.

Their message was clear.

The Nazarene is a good man.

Humble, pure of heart.

The man was a danger
to the status quo.

Our garrison in Judea
is not large, Claudia.

You'll live to regret
your hand in his death.

I took advice.
I weighed it up.
I acted accordingly.

Advice from men who feared
his popularity would eclipse
their own.

He claimed to be
their Messiah.
It was intolerable.

At worst, he's mad!
Is that reason enough...

Claudia.

It's tiresome enough

having every Jewish priest
on my back.

I don't expect my own wife
to join them,

and, yes,
even if he were mad,

we should nail him up
to destroy the messenger

and to warn the people
against his message.

Killing him won't be
the end of him.

It usually is,
my darling.

It is finished.

Help me!

Out of my way!

This way!

This is his mother.

So?

Spare her this.
You can see he's dead.

I'll be the judge of that.

There's no need for this.

Please.

The order is to make sure.

Identify yourself.

I have permission
to take possession of
the Nazarene's body.

On whose authority?

The governor's.

If you will allow,

I would like to offer
my own tomb as your son's
final place of rest.

He'll be at peace there.

I've done
the most terrible thing.

For which there can be
no forgiveness.

I've betrayed innocent blood.

Amen

Amen

She's exhausted.

She's waiting.

Does she really believe it,
or is it what her grief
wills her to believe?

I think she truly believes
he will rise from death.

Do you?

And I'll tell you
the rest of the story
tomorrow night.

Good night.
Come, off to bed.

Good night.

Night.

Drink something.

In my lifetime, I could never
have imagined such an assault
on the house of God.

My heart breaks.

We can restore it.

It was not of your making.

Miraculous that no one
was killed.

Ah, we thought
you weren't coming.

Apologies.
Come in. Come in.

We were waylaid.

Why?

I was laying a poor soul
to rest.
A relative?

The crucified Nazarene.

I beg your pardon?

He deserved greater respect
in death than he'd ever been
afforded in life.

Because his followers
named him Rabbi, Joseph,
doesn't mean he was one.

The Nazarene gave succor
to those

who would take up arms
against Rome,

which would have been
a disaster,

prompting Rome to unleash
reinforcements

that would turn
the Mediterranean red
with Jewish blood.

I don't agree
he posed the threat
you believe.

Which is why
you will never become
the High Priest.

The Jewish people
have survived the tyranny
of many empires,

with pragmatism
and compromise.

With careful helmsmanship,

it will outlast
the Roman occupation.

Not by asking Rome
to crucify Jews, it won't.

May I ask where
the Nazarene was buried?

In my tomb.

"And he made his grave
with the wicked and his tomb
with the rich."

You are familiar with
Isaiah's prophecy?

I wasn't compelled
by prophecy, but decency.

I find this hard to believe.

At the very hour we sought
to extinguish this dangerous
flame,

you take it upon yourself
to reignite it.

I had no intention other than
to bring this sordid episode
to a dignified conclusion.

But to the weak of mind,

you create the appearance
of fulfilling Isaiah!

Do you not understand
the issue here?

What, precisely,
was his crime?

To preach that we should treat
each other as we ourselves
would wish to be treated?

He was killed for
the repeated blasphemy
of claiming to be the Messiah.

And if he was?

Then he is no more.

Rome holds Judea
loose in its hand

only as long as
the Sanhedrin is able
to manage its people.

In addition to peace and love,

the Nazarene preached
insurrection against
all authority.

I disagree.

Such arrogance!

But you will see, Joseph.

You have my word,
in or out of your tomb,

the Nazarene's doctrine
will decompose
with his corpse.

Peter.

What happened to you?

I was recognized.

I managed to get away.

The others are here?
No.

Mary is convinced
the authorities will be
hunting us down.

You should leave immediately.

Without them? No.

Where were you, Peter?

Is he dead?

I laid him to rest myself.

Then it's over.

Jesus foretold that
Judas would betray him
to the Sanhedrin.

And he did.

He also foretold that
you would deny him.

Tell us you didn't.

I can't lie.

There was a trial.

The mob was baying
for his blood,

and I was recognized.

What difference does
any of this now make
if he's dead?

The last three years
of our lives for nothing.

His mother believes
he will rise.

I would give this arm
to believe the same!

I never had you for a coward.

Never.

Get back! Back up!

Go through the door.
Over there.

Go on.

Move along! That's it.
Keep moving, you!
Get along, you!

Take him away!

Drusus.

Governor,

the High Priest of the Temple.

Can't it wait until
after I've eaten?

No, I'm afraid it can't.
This is a matter of
some urgency.

"Urgent" appears to be
your default state of mind,
Caiaphas.

We live in turbulent times,
Governor. I have a request.

Another one?

Please tell me
it doesn't concern
the Nazarene.

I'm certainly grateful
for the decisive manner

in which you've acted
on our behalf so far.

"So far?"
You seek more from me on this.

I'm afraid so.

You wanted him crucified.

I had him crucified.

What more is necessary?

What is it about this nobody
that so disturbs you?

As you know, his corpse
has been placed in the tomb
of an elder.

What do you mean
"as you know?"

Is this true?

A petition was made.

You must have known
the friction it would cause.

Never crossed my mind.

In keeping with his practice,

the Nazarene distorted
ancient prophecies

relating to the rise
of our Messiah

and spread rumor that he would
rise from his own death
after three days.

Roman crucifixion
really doesn't allow
for that, Caiaphas.

Nevertheless,
by allowing his body
to be entombed

and not consumed
by wild beasts,

you've granted
an opportunity
to his followers

to enact the appearance
of resurrection.

And, as we know, in Jerusalem,
the appearance of a thing

is often as potent
as the thing itself.

You believe they will
raid the tomb
after three days?

It would be the simplest way
to manipulate events.

Then ensure it isn't removed.

Post temple guards outside.

I fear my men would
pose no deterrent
to a band of fanatics.

You want me
to waste Roman soldiers

guarding a Jewish hole?

And place a Roman seal
across the tomb.

Its unlawful breaking
carries the death penalty.

You ask too much.

Had you not granted permission
to entomb him,

this situation would
not have arisen.

Where he lies,
he currently remains a threat,

both to the Sanhedrin
and to Rome.

One man?

You underestimate the might
of your Roman overlords.

But if it will finally
bring an end to this,

I will post a small guard
outside the tomb.

I cannot thank you enough.

At last,
something we can agree upon.

Why didn't you tell me?

I don't have to account
for my decisions to you
or anyone else.

Away! Away with you!

Don't look now, Matthew,
but I think we may have
been spotted.

Do you want to go back?

If we do,
we confirm their suspicions.

Just keep moving forward.
Hey, you!

Run!
Come back! Hey!

Come back right now!

Shout out and you're dead,
understood?

This way!
Keep looking!

Why were you running
from the Romans?

You have one chance
to speak the truth before
we leave your corpses here.

We're disciples of
Jesus of Nazareth.

Go on.

We fled the city
after he was captured.

Then why come back
to where there are
more Roman soldiers

than anywhere else in Judea?

To find our brothers.

Well, he bled like a man.

Remove it, but break it up.

I recognize this man.

Boaz.

You know this zealot?

We played together
in Galilee as children.

An age away, Peter.

The times reshape us all.

They do.

You are disciples
of the Nazarene?

We are.

Your leader had
a great following
on the streets.

The authorities colluded
and murdered him.

Join us and become
a real force
to be reckoned with.

Fighting the Romans?

Whatever it takes
to drive them off our land.

"Live by the sword,
and you die by the sword."

Better that than like
a dog on a leash.

Your master preached love.
I shall die preaching freedom.

Join us.

We are fishermen,

not fighters.

They won't stop with him.
You do know that?

Once the Romans realize
your message remains a threat,

they will root you out.

And when they've killed
each of you,

they will snuff out
his ideas one by one,

until it will be as if
you never existed.

Join us.

I cannot.

What are we waiting for?

The means by which
I intend to put an end

to your incessant mewling
about this Jesus.

Am I not entitled
to an opinion?

You are.

But obsession is not opinion,
Claudia,

and unhealthy obsession
requires radical treatment,

which I believe
is arriving now.

Cornelius, I have
a certain matter only
you can clear up.

If I can, of course.

I need to know one thing
from you.

When he was placed
inside his tomb,

are you certain
the Nazarene was dead?

Sir, when I'm instructed
to do a job, I do it.

I was instructed to ensure
the death of the Nazarene
on the cross,

and that's what I did.

He expired before you?

Better than that.

He expired because of me.

And you performed
the proofs of death?

I instructed Longinus
to insert his spear

hard between
the Nazarene's ribs.

- And he was dead?
- Before and
after the spear.

So, to anyone who might
entertain the notion that
he might not be dead,

that the Nazarene might
actually somehow
have remained alive

after all of what
you've just described,
you would say what?

I would say they were
either mad or a fool.

Thank you, Cornelius.

You may go.

Enough of your dreams
and nonsense, Claudia.

The Nazarene
was only ever flesh and blood.

And we have butchered
the former and spilled
the latter all over the city.

But if you should dream
of him again,

be sure he proves
his true identity
by his real incarnation.

Not as a handsome
prophet with charisma,

but as a rotting pile
of meat on the floor.

I'm just questioning whether
leaving Jerusalem
at this moment in time

is the right course of action.

How can saving our lives

not be the right course
of action?

There's no guarantee
we'll make it to
the city wall.

But there's no guarantee
they're actually
coming after us.

The High Priest walks
hand in hand with Pilate!

They killed our leader.

How do we continue
to pose a threat
to their authority?

Five thousand people
on a remote hillside

just to hear him preach.

That was him, not us.

Have you forgotten
his prophecy already?

Have you forgotten, Peter?

On the third day,

he promises to rise
from death.

You need to rest.

Have they forgotten
so quickly?

Can they not wait?

Can you not wait?

She watched him being
tortured and killed,
moment by moment.

He's dead,

but we are not.

Our flesh and blood
waits up north in Galilee
for our return.

Our duty now is
to our families.

Three days.

I owe him that much.

Our faith in him

has to be worth three days.

And if he fails
to rise on the third?

Then we leave like men,

not cowards.

You think he's coming back.

I know he is.

How're you so sure?

He raised others
from death.

If this is what was
prophesized, and he promised,

then why not himself?

High Priest?

I want you to post temple
guards at Arimathea's tomb.

It must remain sealed.

They speak to no one,
they let no one pass,

they report only to me.

Iscariot's been found.

The betrayer?

Well, will he lead us
to the others?

He lies dead
in the potter's field.

He's hanged himself.

What is it about this Jesus
that drives them
to such madness?

What does it matter?

Without his body,
they can't pretend
he's risen from death.

You were with him at the end?

Only John.

The Romans turned
his death into
an atrocious spectacle.

They flayed him until
his back split open.

It was as if they wanted
to cut him down
one piece at a time

until he could barely move.

They forced him to his feet

and drove thorns
into his head.

They made him

drag his cross to Golgotha,

where they nailed him to it,

and raised him up
for all to see.

It doesn't matter
that you weren't there.

He understood our weakness.

He loved us for it,
died for it.

None of this matters now.

You heard the zealot.

We need to leave
before they find us,

before it's our turn
to look down from Golgotha.

You need to rest.

No.

It's been a stressful period.

You've done exceptionally well
to steer the community
to calmer waters.

With your support,
as ever.

You've used Pilate
to great effect to protect us.

Come to bed.

I won't be long.

The charge is blasphemy.

He deserves to die!

Truth?

What is truth?

I don't know him!

You're mistaken!

I've never seen him before!

The Roman seal
has been broken.

The tomb is now open,

and the Nazarene is gone.

What do you mean "gone?"