Christ Slayer, The (2019)

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And what do they call you?

Mostly boy.

And what do they call you?

Fate.

Neither can you bear fruit

unless you remain in Me.

I think you've

partaken in enough vine.

Away with you.

I am a Son of thunder.

His thunder!

Ugh.

I cannot tell if

he's drunk or mad.

Maybe both.

Smell their breath next time.

It never lies.

Again you slept

with the door open.

Why must you scurry

about so loudly?

Perhaps to make a point.

Anybody could have

pilfered or worse in here?

Yeah, well I'm not dead.

Is the kingdom

sacked and looted?

Sadly I can't tell.

What happened once I

left you at the garden?

That's right.

I think I tried to cook.

Take in this beautiful morning.

Why?

It lets light inside.

No, it only allows those

thieves you worry about

to peer inside freely.

Perhaps.

I brought you your

favorite bread.

It's fresh.

And wine?

Later at the market.

What am I supposed to

wash this bread down with?

Squeezed grape.

Squeezed grapes?

Think of it as wine

that is very, very weak.

That stains.

What did you say?

Nothing.

I'm preparing your gear.

My gear?

What for?

Training this afternoon.

You have midday training.

Training?

Why?

A required day of

training for all centurion.

Why was I not told about this?

I told you about this every day

for the past three mornings.

And I'm obligated to attend?

Yes.

A blind centurion?

I should not be made to go.

Your father would demand it.

If not for his status

I'd be in no such position.

It's our good fortune your

father does hold status.

You earn a wage instead

of having to beg

like all the other blind people.

You are blessed.

Getting slow, Crispus.

Quick enough to best you.

Who's the better

swordsman, Longinus?

It sounds even.

You're supposed to

say me, you blind fool.

Vitus the great.

Even blind he knows.

I've always been

better with blades.

A centurion always remains

focused on the task at hand.

Sharon will not

accept your excuses.

I can best you with a spear.

Unfortunate for you

that's not what we're

training you today.

A centurion is

versed in all weapons.

You feel confident, centurion

telling another soldier

how to do battle?

Draw your sword.

You proved your point.

I don't think I have.

Now draw your sword.

Defend yourself, centurion.

That is an order.

I will resume the rite of

Decemadio upon you, you coward!

He's had enough, Vitus.

I outrank you, Crispus.

I will decide when

he has had enough.

I'm fine.

Again.

Again!

The one and all.

He who does battle with us,

he who sheds his blood with us,

let it be known that this

blind fool represents us all.

He should be able

to defend himself.

He should want to be

like us, be one of us.

We are only as strong

as our weakest link,

and Longinus, you

are our weakest link.

Less talk!

I see.

I speak the truth.

One accidental swing of my sword

and I can remove that weak link.

Your status was not

earned like ours.

You rode in on your

father's horse.

If this were Sparta, you

would've been cast out.

He's had enough!

Get off me!

I'm gonna remove

the weakest link!

You will face

his father's wrath.

Disgrace.

Wine.

I require more wine.

Wine!

I require more wine.

Wine.

I require wine!

No wine for you.

You've been assigned

to crowd duty

under my command for this

afternoon's crucifixion.

Give a blind man a spear

and maybe the crowd

will fear him.

Not likely.

Raise him!

This is your moment, my son.

Remember what you have

learned in your weakness.

Bleed him!

Longinus.

Perhaps you can strike a

target that isn't moving.

I'd rather not.

That was an order not a request.

Bleed him.

Closer.

Closer!

Now.

Now.

I take great, great satisfaction

in knowing that in the

end I will be right there.

I will be looking in your eyes.

Then darkness just fell

and the rock shook of anger.

Odd day.

I don't find the

darkness odd anymore.

But the ground shaking as if

Hades was opening his gates.

I tell you that was odd.

Yeah, but the ground moved

just as the false

prophet was dying.

You're acting it out?

Yes.

You know I cannot see you.

Okay, so moving rocks, darkness.

What are you proposing, that

he wasn't a false prophet?

Of course he was.

Let the followers

enjoy their sabbath.

Their messiah is dead.

Many today do not

believe him to be false.

Fanatics.

They say he will rise from

the dead on the third day.

The only thing

that's gonna be rising

is a putrid smell

from that tomb.

Nobody returns from

across the River Styx.

That's what they

would have you believe.

You still have blood on you.

Cease with your mothering!

Speaking of mothers,

it was a sight today.

Shall I remind you

again that I lack sight?

His mother was at his feet.

His mother should

have persuaded him

to pursue his talents elsewhere.

Vitus was cruel.

He should not have

commanded you as he did.

To have me poking

blindly at some poor soul.

I could barely fulfill my duty.

Perhaps he's right.

He's right?

A blind centurion?

That would be like a mute

singer or a legless dancer.

I'm sure many have thought

what Vitus has there to say.

Have you ever spoken such

things about me, Crispus?

Not in your presence.

He's here.

I can smell his fancy man oils.

Were the events

of this glorious day

not enough for either

of you two today?

What's that fine

beauty that stands

next to you, Vitus?

I can smell her flowery

scent from here.

This fine beauty, 'tis

pity you can't see her.

I stand before you as a flower

attracting busy little bees,

while you two sit in

your wretched filth,

attracting pesky little flies.

Do you always

have to be so rude?

Do you always have

to be so sensible?

You're welcome.

Those Christ

followers, they weep

as they put his

body into the tomb.

Centurion guards

standing outside far too

respectful if you ask me.

Gone are the glory days

where they would just

feed his scraps to the dogs.

Well, things have

thankfully changed.

He will be forgotten

as soon as the next

so-called Messiah arise.

Ah, but until that day, Crispus,

let us play on the

fame of this world.

Attention, everyone.

Attention!

The prophet they call Christ

was put to death today.

Let us honor the man that

delivered that death strike

with his almighty

centurion spear,

behold, the Christ slayer!

Christ slayer!

I would gladly

take the death spear.

I cannot.

That belongs to the centurion.

Let us talk.

You can start by

buying me some water.

May I sit with you,

slayer of Christ?

Don't call me that.

Everyone is calling you that.

Well, you're not everyone.

Sit.

But, I don't get

wages until next week.

This night is for me.

What sits so heavily

upon your sicking mind?

A lion.

A lion was approaching

me while I slept.

Could you see in this dream?

No.

Well, it pounds my head.

My brave centurion

bested by a hot drink.

I like taking care of you.

A novelty on occasion but

not as a duty, I assure you.

The wine was flowing

freely last night.

Everyone wanted to

buy the hero a drink.

Me?

No.

I'm no hero.

Last night, you

could have fooled me.

Allow me to share.

I will make another.

No, I insist, take a sip.

Do you not trust a blind man?

I trust you

very much.

What are you doing?

What?

What's wrong?

You.

You, I behold you.

Are you sure?

Yes.

I remembered sight.

Can you see now?

No.

No.

I did.

You're beautiful.

You're beautiful.

How can this be?

I don't know,

but I saw you.

Beautiful you.

Your word, the sweetest

thing anyone's ever say to me.

What brings you here

in your day of rest?

That's what I told him.

Silence, boy.

I've been trying to

stay awake all day.

I can feel those once.

I am not going to throw

my lot in the fanatics.

What happened?

Today, people

have come in droves

to pay their respects and pray.

They look at me.

I believe we've acted in error.

We followed orders.

And we will be judged for that.

We'll be judged for

all of our actions.

I fear for you.

Boy, take me home.

Beg his forgiveness.

If he is who he says he was,

I can't imagine what

lies ahead for you.

I appreciate your concern.

I can feel the sun fading.

Can you see anything?

No.

Too Sabbaths have

been celebrated.

One ends at sunset.

You would think that

with this Jesus dead

that some of these

activities would cease.

I think with

everything that happened

he'll be more powerful

in death than in life.

Perhaps.

You are part of that.

I don't wish to be.

You can't change that now.

I'm done here

Do you need anything else?

No.

Go enjoy your evening.

Be gone with you, boy.

I will return in the morning

with a fresh bread and wine.

Not again, no.

Oh, Albus.

Since when did you

start knocking?

And since when have you

started wearing perfumed oils?

Good morning.

Who is this?

Mary,

mother of the one they

called Jesus of Nazareth.

May I come in?

Yeah, yes, please.

Thank you for saving me.

It's quite unexpected

as you can imagine.

You are truly blind.

Yes, I am.

I'm sorry, I cannot

offer you anything.

My boy hasn't dropped

off this morning's bread.

I only want a

moment of your time.

I'm terribly uncomfortable.

It is because you feel.

You ended my son's suffering.

I did what I was ordered to do.

You had compassion

etched upon your face.

Why do you tremble?

I've never, I

never felt this much.

Guilt.

Perhaps.

Listen to me.

I forgive you

and I know He would

also forgive you.

How can you say that?

It was all meant to happen.

I was pleased it was you.

Hey, why is the door, oh.

Oh, I didn't know

you had company.

I must be going.

We are preparing to

anoint His body today.

Follow your heart.

You are a good man.

Peace be with you.

Who was that?

That was Mary, mother of Christ.

What does she want?

She came to forgive me.

Really?

She was happy.

She was happy I was the one that

k*lled her son.

I've heard talk they may

be giving you a promotion.

I'll be leaving the legion.

Did you hear what

I've just said?

You'll be given a higher

position and wage.

I shall dictate a letter

and you shall put it forth.

I beg you to think

about this action.

Fetch me parchment and ink.

Quick!

It was decided

you should see this.

If you wish to reply.

You are a good man.

No!

I forgive you.

And I know He would

also forgive you.

Tear my soul like a

lion, dragging me away,

while there is none to deliver.

Pity for he has never

known the love of a mother.

Father?

May I enter?

Yes.

I'm sure you know why I'm here.

I could wager.

I can shout instructions

to a thousand men,

but I cannot find the right

words for my only son.

I understand.

You've done all that you

could have done for me.

An honorary centurion

status was not easy to arrange

given your...

I know.

And I do appreciate all

that you have done for me.

Perhaps you'd like a seat

or something to drink?

No.

No, I'd rather stand.

Father,

this is not for me.

It is time for me to move on.

My weakness has

nothing to do with you.

I should never have

left you in the care

of those magi all

those years ago.

No, they were great teachers.

This was not Master Malkira's

fault nor is it yours.

Where will you go,

what will you do?

I worry about you.

I will not always be here.

I will be going home.

Home?

Yes.

Mother.

How will you travel?

Don't worry, I had a good father

who taught me how to survive.

My son, the Christ slayer.

Another undeserving title.

It's the talk of the court.

Perhaps with this fame

now might be an ideal time

for you to step

down from service.

You understand?

I do understand

and I can tell that you

have made up your mind.

And like your father,

there's no change in that.

Thank you.

I'm so proud of you.

I love you beyond words.

Go.

Go find happiness

wherever that might be.

Till we meet again, father.

A few more years

I have before me,

after I'll likely

join you at home.

Say hello to your mother for me.

I miss her greatly.

A peaceful day.

The water relaxes me.

I want to talk with

you about something.

All right, speak your mind.

I think what you

offer me is generous,

but what if I wanna go with you?

I cannot ask that of you.

Not your people.

You'd be an outcast.

I am an orphan.

You're my only people.

I would go where you go.

You'd have more

opportunities here.

My best opportunity for

happiness is with you.

You journey will be

much easier with me.

You're blind.

I shall consider it, Albus.

The Christ slayer!

Why?

Why?

Why would the one true God?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why would the one true God

allow for His offspring

to be born onto this world

as a man, huh?

Why?

Why me?

That's what I thought.

I think the price that you

have offered to me is fair.

If you say so.

The proceeds minus our

services to be dispersed

in equal parts to

the three parts.

Perfect.

May I ask of you something?

Surely.

Jesus of Nazareth,

do you know of Him?

No, did you?

Once.

He forgives you.

You've asked for my mark.

But of course.

There.

This is a new beginning for you.

Thank you for your time.

Peace be with you.

And to you.

Thank you.

Interesting.

Is it?

Longinus.

Crispus?

What brings you here so early?

Have you had any visitors?

Yes, we have, why?

You have.

And?

Have you've been

partaking in wine so early?

No.

Well, yes, hours

ago, but not now.

You're not making any sense.

Your visitor, Felix.

Who?

The Messiah.

She was here too.

She?

Yes, the mother of

the so-called Messiah.

Is this what this is all about?

The followers of Jesus told

everybody that once in tomb,

three days and three nights,

He would rise from the dead.

She said nothing about this.

He's gone.

Who?

Jesus from the tomb.

Women came to perform

some Jewish ritual

and then they move the

rock, Jesus was gone.

We are trying to say His

followers stole the body, but.

That's not what happened.

No.

Beware.

If this Jesus has truly risen,

He may seek revenge.

Longinus!

Longinus!

I feel eyes upon me.

They surely are.

Keep your looks!

Crispus is here.

Why does everyone has issue?

If I didn't know better,

I say they're afraid.

Afraid of what?

Perhaps this Jesus.

Perhaps retribution

by His followers.

I've had all I can

take of this place.

We leave tonight.

Tomorrow, I want to wake

up anyplace but here.

Are you coming?

Well, is it the wine?

Did it happen again?

What's going on with me?

Blessing!

Someone said they have

the curse of the Christ.

The what?

Drunk babble from fearful minds.

First they hailed

me as Christ slayer,

and now the accused one of

the inflicted Christ's curse?

Another reason for me to leave.

It's true?

You're leaving?

Yes.

And what would

you want me to do?

Stay?

For what?

This man, Felix,

he's going to give you gift.

A gift?

Your friendship is

the best gift to me.

You've made it easy for me.

Goodbye, Leah.

Is this my?

Yes.

Find happiness.

You look after him.

I'll do my very best.

You're good for him.

Albus!

He really leaving.

Yes.

Perhaps that is best.

Come, let me be your new friend.

When you say we

are leaving in haste,

you meant it?

I cannot stand another

moment in that cesspool.

And Leah?

Leah, a beautiful

flower in a field of dung.

Very poetic.

I spit in her eye.

Wine me.

That lion will not make

me its plaything tonight.

Huh?

I could have sworn you

had your sight as we left.

I did.

I knew it will happen.

I'm not sure.

My sight came once that quickly.

But that's twice, right?

Yes.

It sounds more like a

blessing than a curse.

Perhaps we have good

travels ahead of us, Albus.

Your coin, all of it!

Away, thief.

Leave the boy alone.

Someone is a dead man.

Forgive any quarrel

that we have upon this day.

How?

I don't.

Forgive me.

You'll ask, so you are.

Did he fled?

Your reputation likely saved us.

The spear.

He most likely recognized

I was formerly...

A Christ Slayer!

I think he recognized you

and this man also

kindly helped us.

Keep running!

Yeah!

Many thanks for your good deeds.

And to whom do we owe

the appreciation to?

I would not attempt

to lie to a centurion,

but I also do not

wish to reveal myself.

My help does not

require a recognition.

How did you know

I was a centurion?

Your marks of legion

and the centurion spear.

Any holes in you, young man?

No more than a scratch.

Thanks to you.

Do you travel

towards Alexandria?

Near.

We'll be avoiding the city.

Perhaps for safety, we

could travel together.

Again, that is up

to the centurion.

I'm no longer a centurion.

I wish to leave

that life behind.

And if we are to give

each other false names,

you should call me Cleopas.

Very well, Cleopas.

I want a name.

Titus.

Titus?

Sure.

And yours?

Call me John.

Gift of God, I like it.

John.

Are you an outlaw?

To some.

No longer.

Cleopas, Titus

and John, three outlaws

walking on the road to endless.

Why has he not left?

Only he knows.

Upon His awakening, He

spoke to his womb mother

and to His followers

why does He remain.

The kingdom awaits.

He'll depart for the kingdom

when He deems Himself ready.

I told you, life as

a man was not for Him.

And He want the experience.

To suffer and be

reduced by specs.

He should have gone elsewhere

and started a new garden.

It's brutal indeed.

It's difficult to

watch and do nothing.

I'm pleased He's returning.

Ungrateful creations,

these mortals.

Already they sing and

beg of His return.

I would think after

His reception here,

He would leave

mankind to their own.

He has a deep love for them.

Love?

What is love when it's

not returned, Gabriel?

Weakness.

Is it?

Is love devotion?

Is love loyalty?

Is love a willingness to

sacrifice life for another?

Complex as these

beings are, they have

not the delicate grace found

in the field of flowers.

No divine scent that

lingers and a sweet breeze

after a rain.

No warmth or breath taking

brilliance from the sun

setting over the

bluest of waters.

I have seen beauty and

mankind is not beautiful.

It's not in our hearts.

Not in His ways.

Perhaps His time here on earth

has set in motion

certain changes.

Wishful thinking, old friend.

They will k*ll one another

to claim His words.

Words they will further

pervert and distort

to serve the agendas

of the ambitious,

ambitious men seeking power.

They will perform countless

sins against one another

while building their

walls around what they see

if they needed to be.

Sounds familiar.

Justification for

their sinful actions.

When mankind has

all but turn to dust,

beauty and peace

will reign again.

You did not sleep.

How did you do?

Speak your mind through me.

I don't care what you do to me.

But I can't have

you harming the boy.

You got the only w*apon here.

Sharp walking stick in

the hands of a blind man?

Looks dangerous enough.

Have you ever seen a

centurion spear up close?

Once or twice.

Symbol

of our unified strength.

Yes, but how much sorrow

and suffering has it brought?

It's brought much peace and

order into a lawless land.

How much peace and

order has it brought you?

Forgive me, I've overslept.

There in lies our new

found freedom, Albus.

It's Titus.

Now he know it's my real name.

Titus,

we are late for nothing.

Simply here now.

Good to see you here, John.

Where would I be?

Someone thought you'd

be gone by morning

with everything you could steal.

Really?

I owe you on that one.

It's a good wager, outlaw.

Wouldn't use your real name.

I have to say that it

surprised me a bit.

Mankind is so trusting.

We've earned that reputation.

I'm gonna suggest that

we travel off the road

to the Port of Cyrene.

Interesting.

No Alexandria?

City second only to Rome?

No cities.

Are you able

to travel the wilderness?

Listen to your words.

I was once a soldier.

Marching was part

of my everyday life.

I can handle the wilderness.

The question is, can you?

I'll try.

It could be days.

I'll survive.

Say that I haven't warned you.

What about navigation?

That's a lot of faith

that you're putting in me.

You have such an

honest face, John.

I life off the road.

No thieves and no murderers.

But the wilderness

is so much better.

Lions, bears.

Is there an animal

more dangerous than man?

I hope not.

I feel like we're being watched.

We're always being watched.

Do I travel with too much haste?

Your pace does not hinder us.

Beautiful.

The desert?

All of it.

Have you seen much of it?

Fortunately yes.

I wish to see more.

Glorious sights to

behold are all around us.

I'm not one to complain

about my circumstances,

but I cannot behold anything.

Perhaps water

would serve you better here?

Away from me, boy!

I wanted to assist you.

You didn't sleep.

You must be exhausted.

Boy, you still treat

me like a frail flower.

I'm not weak!

Even the strong fall sometimes.

Curse you, boy!

Let me fall.

My whole life has been a fall!

It's hard to let those

that you love fall or fail.

But look where your

anger has taken you.

I saw you!

It happened again?

Just for a moment,

but I saw you, John.

Like the father I never had.

That's how I love you.

I would never accept

your unkind words.

I know your heart.

Strike me!

It is forgiven.

No, you would make

me feel much better.

I insist.

Best to just appease

him when he's like this.

Strike me!

I truly do wish

to hear your thoughts

on this man Jesus.

I believe this Jesus,

if divinely sent, brought

about change much too quickly.

People are not ready.

Will they ever be ready?

For what?

Invitation to return

to the kingdom of the Father?

Fear of some final fiery

eternal death and damnation

will have many believe

that they are ready.

I hope he's a god of

forgiveness and mercy.

Why?

'Cause we're not worthy.

If worthy is ready,

no one will ever be.

Perhaps his sacrifice can atone

for the shortcomings of mankind?

Yes, but why?

Why live a ruthless

despicable life

only to find forgiveness

at the very end?

Is that the way, his way?

They ask for forgiveness.

I'm sure that it would be given.

You think his death

is such a good thing?

I don't believe it to be so.

A Messiah ministry

is surely to grow

like a child without guidance.

Will they hunt us down?

Surely not.

John, how can you say

that with any certainty?

One can go about preaching

about love and peace

for those worse to fall

upon hateful hearts.

Your faith in mankind

is heavily tainted.

Tainted by truth, my friend.

Mark my words.

Many will die in His

name and many more

will k*ll in His name.

And is that what He intended?

What will they make of His

words a thousand years from now?

What will become of

his original teachings?

Quite worth considering.

Peace be with you on this night.

Peace be with you.

We're told this vessel

can make it to Anaxeme?

You heard correct.

Will you take payment

for your services?

Always.

How many passengers?

Three.

I thought you had

to part ways here?

After hearing of

such a beautiful place,

I must see it myself.

We'll pay half now

and half upon arrival.

What's your name?

Old Salt is what we were given.

I've gone by many names, sir.

You can call me Salt.

The Old part is

not so attractive.

Very well.

I'm Cleopas.

This is Titus and John.

I see.

We're all known by many names.

The boat is stocked

and prepared to depart

if that's what you wish.

I'm exhausted.

Let us be off.

Agreed.

Welcome aboard.

My darkest corners

and sideways shadows

are illuminated by

your luminous light.

Get yourself settled and we'll

get this voyage underway.

The lion will no

longer torment him.

Do not miss love.

You know the power of it.

I think you are the

one way to His truth.

Enlightening him to love

as they experience it.

The Almighty was very decisive

in the early days of creation.

He commanded from a

place of great strength

and was easily displeased.

He was quick to destroy

deviation, to create anew,

but to him it was only rebirth.

You d*ed for their sins and

His impossible standard.

Was it painful?

Death?

Say it.

What words do you wish to hear?

Declare I was right.

Man is an unpredictable

creature.

No.

Man is always predictable

to be unpredictable.

Made in his image.

As are you.

Let me tell you a tale

I heard from a Greek sailor.

Zeus, favored son of the Titans,

thrice been fooled

by Prometheus.

Zeus demanded impossible

sacrifice made from each man.

Prometheus refused.

And how did Zeus react?

He ordered Prometheus dragged

to the distant mountains,

chained in a dark place where

pain was inflicted daily.

What angered Zeus more

was that Prometheus

would not speak

the mother's name

whose child would dethrone Zeus.

You wanna know the name?

Of whom?

The mother whose son

would dethrone Zeus?

Mary.

Her name is Mary.

You're the child to dethrone God

with your newly

acquired insights.

No.

I will sit in honor beside Him.

The throne does not

empower my Father.

My Father empowers the throne.

Albus?

The sun of a new

day welcomes us.

Where are we?

Where's the boat?

Gone.

We've arrived.

How?

You were exhausted and slept.

Now you're here.

Shall we get you home?

I saw a path not far from here.

What lies your family home?

If you travel west,

before the village,

look for the date trees.

Who resides there?

Sabina.

My father's sister.

Will she be filled

with joy to see you

after all these years?

Joy?

As I remember she

was joyous to all.

An overflowing bowl of sunshine.

An overflowing bowl of sunshine

sounds exactly

like what you need.

Hold right there.

Who approaches?

Bowl of sunshine?

It's me.

It's Longinus.

Hadrian's boy?

One and the same.

Is that you, Sabina?

Forgive me!

These eyes aren't

what they once were.

That makes the two of us.

I so wish I could've helped you.

The best have tried.

Come, come.

Are you gonna tell her?

Mind your tongue and

manners, we just arrived.

And who is this handsome man?

Titus.

And this is John.

Welcome, John.

Titus.

Titus is too formal.

Why don't you

address me as Albus?

Welcome, Albus.

Thank you for your kindness.

Well, let's get

you all cleaned up.

Who's hungry?

I am.

Come this way.

Your dwelling is so peaceful.

Yours to enjoy.

He told you how we're blood.

Your brother is his father.

Yes.

He's a great man.

A great warrior.

Is he now?

Mm-hmm.

He's met the Emperor.

Did he grew up here?

The early years.

When his father was

assigned, he was sent off.

Where?

Our grandfather is a part of

a priestly order to the east.

He was sent there for

keeping and education.

Is she putting you

to sleep with our

entire family history?

Stop.

I'm proud of our history.

I have cleaned clothes for bed.

If you follow me.

Wait until she finds

out the Christ Slayer

is part of our proud

family history.

Does it fit?

I wish you all could've met him.

Daniel.

A hearty laugh.

The best smile

and a heart like a bear.

Those are fond memories.

He now dwells in a better place.

Surely he does.

What would you have

me do with these?

To me.

Go eat.

Go.

They're healthy.

Popular amongst the

village and beyond.

Beautiful creation.

Keep up, boy.

How do you pass your days here?

Well, I tend to the dates.

I also treat the

sick and help bring

new life into our

world occasionally.

There's something

special about that journey.

Each mother brings

something divine to mankind,

just as your mother

did with you.

With me?

How's that?

Hope.

Hope for a better tomorrow

is the greatest gift.

Do you want me to come with you?

He goes to visit his mother.

Come on.

The boy's resting?

It's been a long journey.

John, washing your clothes,

they're badly

stained with blood.

My name is not John.

It's Jesus.

And my intuition is correct.

You are knowing.

You're the son of God

recently ex*cuted in Jerusalem.

Said to have been reborn.

And so I am.

Did being born a man

give you no insight?

How could it not?

I recommend experiencing

life as a woman.

We're different.

That's being kind.

Man, afraid of losing,

treat you so poorly.

For that I am truly sorry.

Yes.

But many men showed

me love and kindness.

Hold on to that.

Don't give up on us.

Don't give up on what?

You're back.

I was starting to worry.

How does it feel to be home?

Different.

Does the market still operate?

At this time only the

wine garden is open.

Perfect.

Don't you wish to rest?

I have plenty of days to rest.

I wish to go.

Same direction?

Yes.

I will travel with him.

Bless you.

Some feel they must walk alone.

Does not have to be so.

And yet men often

choose that very path.

You move swiftly

for a man without sight.

Longing for

wine will do that to a man.

Does Luna sit in the sky?

Oh yes.

A beautiful manifestation

of God's glory.

You sound passionate.

I try.

You no longer feel this way?

So why did you

leave your position?

The centurions?

Yes.

I no longer felt I

was making a difference.

So I left.

Wherever you go I shall follow.

Oh, Albus.

You were scared, I saw you.

But you didn't see me

'cause you're blind.

This used to be a

quiet little place.

Everything changes.

Oh, that's our table.

Almost feels like

our place back...

Home.

That place is no

longer our home, Albus.

Never again.

Will you be eating?

Eating, yes, we'll

be eating food.

But not yet, but not now.

We'll be eating

cheese and bread and...

And wine.

And water, please.

Lots of wine.

Won't you share a nectar

of the grape with me, John?

Perhaps.

Can I help you?

Probably not.

Just curious where

you acquired a spear

of such craftsmanship.

The spear's not for sale.

You think I wanna purchase it?

I do not know what

you're looking to do.

Thank you.

You wish to break bread with us?

What's your name?

Gaius.

I'm the census.

I protect this village.

Now you're doing a very

good job from what I can see.

I feel safer already.

That depends on

what you're here for.

Wine.

Is the girl here?

Yes, I'm here.

Wine, please.

You're blind.

Observant.

Two unknowns solved by

Gaius, the all-knowing.

Don't.

Are you mocking me?

No.

Are you mocking me?

I believe I might be.

I do not understand the

reasoning behind your approach.

Are you an admirer

of crafted metals?

A bully to the blind?

What do you seek to gain here?

What do I see?

We have traveled a long distance

and all we wish to do

is break bread in peace.

Yeah.

So let us cease this exchange

until you have truly

something worthy to say.

Let us pray.

Our Father in heaven...

His kingdom come.

His will be done on

Earth as it is in heaven.

He's gone.

I thought we were

gonna be troubled.

There's only one troubled

person here at this table.

Here we are, fresh red wine.

Would you like to

sample our cheeses?

I sure would.

I'll pick something

up for all of us.

You may leave the wine.

Thank you.

More.

A salute.

I have nothing on my mind.

To going home.

To going home.

You really should try

to enjoy your days here.

She would want that.

How do you know about her?

Your mother?

She loved you very much

and she still does.

Some days...

I can see her face.

And other days...

That would not rid

you of your pain.

But it puts it in

the stable for a while.

What makes you think

you knew how she felt?

I have a mother.

I know.

I put her through a lot.

I just want her to touch me.

Feel me.

Speak to me.

If she cannot come here

then I shall go to her.

I came here to...

Pass.

To embrace the ocean.

To end it.

Yes.

It's not your time.

Hey, John!

John, look.

Cheese and bread.

Together!

It smells so good,

it's a miracle.

Smells heavenly.

Is everything all right?

Everything is as it should be.

Sit.

The sun looks like Mithra

rising from the trees.

A thousand ways they

tried to put order

to that which they

do not understand.

Always they look

outside versus inside.

They worship the creation

but not the creator.

I lived life as they do now.

Still do not think I

fully understood it.

I was accepted into His graces

before your name was ever known.

Many of us held deep

relationships to

and with the One God.

Those after us started to

move away from the glorifying

of the Creator's primal forces.

Man started to

create their own gods

to justify their mortal vices.

A relationship of lies.

But I have brought the truth.

Salvation is within

reach of all.

But they must want to be saved.

And what do they call you?

Fate.

You are a good man.

I trust you.

Call me John.

I will be looking.

I saw you!

To embrace the ocean.

To end it.

To end it.

How long were you

planning on staying there?

All day, if I had to.

We need to discuss something.

First, you save us on the road,

good Samaritan and

all, I get that.

But I know when a

man has an agenda.

What's yours?

I used to think that I knew.

I know that feeling.

I'd sacrifice myself,

here and now,

if I thought I had chance even

to change us to one

thing for the better.

Sacrifice is not required.

You will see your mother again,

in the kingdom of our Father.

She didn't follow the

path of the true Messiah.

I've lost her.

You believe him to

be the true Messiah?

I believe you to

be the true Messiah.

As she does now.

For upon death, the heart can

say what the tongue never did.

Rest assured, brother Longinus,

your mother does reside in

the kingdom of my Father.

You've risen?

I'm not the Christ Slayer.

Yes, you are.

This garden of life

is but one of many.

This wondrous world and the

stars beyond await discovery.

Seek and they will

find the processes

of creation and destruction

are openly displayed

to anybody who wants

to observe and study.

But men are more

concerned about waging wars

and laying claims to

land that nobody owns.

Being blind inflicts one

to question everything

that cannot be seen.

And it forces us

to rely on faith.

Your lack of

distractions has given you

clarity and wisdom.

But what are you doing here?

With me?

I thought I was here helping you

but I think you're

also here helping me.

I spoke with your mother.

Yes, she likes you.

But I k*lled you.

She overlooks that.

She was a good student

and a greater teacher.

I can't believe

that you're the son

of the one true living God.

There was a day when

you were very excited

about finding me.

Master Malkira.

I remember chasing the star.

I know their order very well.

After that encounter I

was under Sabina's care

until I finally went

back to my father.

A desperate

play in a greater game.

Believe in me and he will no

longer have domain over you.

And what do I owe

you for this freedom?

Love.

Love yourself.

Love others.

Love me.

Love to the Father.

Nothing more is required.

I want you to come

and follow my voice.

I want you to be reborn.

I can do that.

Come.

I can see!

I can see!

You've come to say goodbye.

Will their hearts

and their minds ever be worthy?

We can always reach out in love

and hold on to hope.

But will they

ever truly be ready?

One day the sun above will sleep

and our kind will

take a final name

and bid goodnight

to the heavens.

Was it a mistake

to allow free will?

It was the right thing.

You'd be in your right to

leave us and never return.

I considered it.

I knew that words

would not be enough.

I thought that actions

would speak loudest.

To some they do.

Yes.

But now it's time

for me to go home.

Peace be with you.

Peace be with you.

Sabina!

Sabina!

What is it?

I can see.

God has blessed me!

A new start!

Albus?

It'd be good for him.

You'll take care of him.

I will do my very best.

How?

How?

I prayed on it.

I prayed.

Is your journey complete?

I have one more task for you.

I do not understand.

Are you not eager to

return to the kingdom?

You're welcome.

Albus stood right by me.

I had a guide the whole way.

Is it finished, my Lord?

It's just begun.

Come, let us return to the kingdom.