All language subtitles for The Chosen S01E01

She's sleeping, little one.

Sit down.

Sit down.

Don't let your head hurt you again.

I know.

You are thinking of a big new star.

Hey, look. It's right there. You see?

No.

Why can't you see?

I'm scared.

Of what?

I don't know.

Hey, what do we do when we are scared?

We say the words.

Adonai's words.

From the prophet?

Isaiah. From the prophet Isaiah, right.

Thus says the Lord who created you, O
Jacob, and he who formed you, O

Israel, fear not.

Come now. I want to hear you say it.

I want to hear your pretty voice. Come.

Fear not, for I have redeemed you. I
have called you by name.

You are mine.

You are mine.

That's right.

She tried to kill me. She tried to kill
me. Somebody.

Somebody.

Filthy dog.

Demons live inside her.

Get the dog back.

In the water.

Dark old trouble. In this stupid rock.

On the water.

Come here, Rabbi.

Let me not see what she is doing. But,
woman, a head.

Why have you stopped us?

It's not enough to say hello.

I'm on official business.

Only Roman business is official
business.

My name is Quintus. I'm the praetor of
Capernaum. And I am... You're the great

Nicodemus. Word travels fast.

Are you arresting me?

No, my friend.

I'm a magistrate, not a military man. I
serve the will of the people and Pilate.

And I serve only God.

Yes, yes.

So do your enemies, the Sadducees, the
Athenes, the Zealots, the rogue

in the wilderness, raving about a coming
Messiah.

They're all vying for the people's
affection.

What do you want, Quintus?

I believe taxes are going unpaid.

If you help me, I will help the
Pharisees continue to thrive.

How can I?

The people are already drowning in tax.

Tell me, Nicodemus, what can be under
the water and yet never drown?

Fish?

Keep your voice down.

Pardon me, Mr.

Publicanus. It's me that don't want to
be seen with you, remember?

Mr. Publicanus. I like it the other way,
tax man.

Hey, hey, hey, hey! It's a month's
salary for all my sons combined right

You just toss them out? These are my
property.

I do with them as I wish.

I pay you to drive.

You sit through the trash on your own
time.

Driving you's a bit of both now, isn't
it?

If any citizen asks about my cargo, I
must tell the truth.

It's the biggest pile of dung in all
Capernaum.

No, honestly, I always look forward to
my annual visit to Capernaum and your

magnificent Sea of Galilee. It is truly
the envy of the kingdom.

Even my children are enamored of it. All
day they will.

swim, frolic in the sand, watch the
people.

Finally one day I said, you love it here
so much.

Why is it you never go to the sea when
we visit your grandparents back home?

My son, he destroyed me and said, but
father, there's never anyone there.

It's dead.

And your sea boasts the most exquisite
fish.

How unfortunate that those who do the
actual fishing are unholy, foul

given to gambling in secret dens, and
even fishing on Shabbat. Can we eat the

catch and not be stained by the sins of
the catcher? Make no mistake, it is a

sin to eat fish caught on Shabbat. What
goes into the body of a man defiles him.

Why are our Jewish brethren taking their
boats to sea on Shabbat?

I assure you, the Messiah will not come
until this wickedness is purged from our

midst. Your actions are being watched,
studied.

God has entrusted you to be exemplary in
every way.

Now, if your status is too great a
burden, you do not deserve to bear the

of Israel.

I want to see my reflection in it plain
as day.

The teacher has traveled all the way
from Judea. He is a member of the great

Sanhedrin in Jerusalem, and I won't have
him seated at the dull table.

Yusuf, fix your tallit.

Here he comes.

Away, go, get the others.

Bye -bye.

Teacher.

You have moved us all.

Shmuel. Will you do us the honor, Rabbi?

If that's where you keep the white
sardines.

We certainly could get... It was a joke,
Shmuel.

A fine Torah room is the heartbeat of a
worthy synagogue, Shmuel.

Thank you, teacher of Israel. You do us
a great honor. The honor is mine.

Not only for your bright students, but
also for the soul of this city. You

my address?

Of course. Your words will resonate for
generations.

You were luminous.

In my remarks, I asked for rhetorical
purposes, why are Jews taking boats

to sea on Shabbat?

That question was meant for you, Rabbi
Shmuel.

The reports are becoming too frequent to
ignore.

Of course, Rabbi.

I will control it better. The Romans
believe we do not work on Sabbath, thus

they do not patrol. Greed has overcome
the fishermen.

Or they are just trying to feed their
families.

Begging your pardon, Rabbi, the
centurion is here. He demands to speak

Please tell him. We have an ordered
guest and cannot be interrupted.

I can't wait.

Messiah, come quickly.

Impressive.

Looks like we're not the only ones
taxing the people.

What do you want, Commander?

I'm no commander, but at least you know
your place.

This is Nicodemus, teacher of teachers.

Show some respect.

Ah, just the man I want to see.

I'm here about a Hebrew woman in the Red
Quarter.

Let's just say she's been causing a
disturbance.

You have an entire Roman legion at your
disposal.

Thank you for the reminder, Jew.

But she needs a holy man.

We are men of God. It is not our custom
to frequent the Red Quarter. Perhaps

I wasn't clear. Teacher of teachers.

You'll accompany me to the Red Quarter,
or we'll burn it down with our fire of

fire.

I should stop.

Wait. This is the bar side of the
market.

Get out.

No. No?

This is the job. You drive so I don't
walk to the market. It's too crowded.

Out.

I'll pay you double.

Money won't buy the stink of me and my
family if I am seen with you.

Out.

Professor, fire me.

No, no.

Please, tell me when he comes.

Please.

You're late, guys.

I know.

Could you feel it?

Feel what?

Mark, it's on fire today. Everybody's on
edge.

All it would take is one person to snap,
and you are.

Just do your job.

Better hope.

Upstairs. Ripke's place.

Don't worry, Rabbi.

We took out the other lowlife to protect
your delicate sensibilities.

What is that?

I need materials.

Smiral!

Sulfur, metals.

Hyssop.

Wormwood. Go. Yes, Your Majesty.

Well, do your job.

Listen.

I agreed to Quintus's request.

Not a demand, because he should not
demand anything of me.

To stop Shabbat fishing, which was
already our law, and by doing so was not

violation of my practice.

And I will try to help this woman, even
though it falls outside of my purview.

But do not think of me as a tool to fix
Roman problems.

I will not continue to use my position
of religious influence to benefit those

who look down on my people, whether it's
you or even someone like Quintus.

So, I will perform this task, but I want
it noted for your superiors. This is

an exception.

So, can we go now?

Yes.

Simon. Suck the dirt if you know what is
good for you.

Pay me, pay me, pay me. Let's go.

Too much,

Josephus. Too powerful.

That's right.

Like I tell you every time I see you.

Like I tell my sister.

I can only take maybe two.

One.

One more punch.

One more and I'm done.

Something about your sister.

You think if you keep hitting me hard
enough, I won't be married to her

That's why they call me White Hand.

Because of what I do to your liver.

I don't want to do this, Josaphat. You
know, please stop fighting every week.

I know you never trusted me, but I love
your sister more than anything.

I will stop fighting you.

You will?

But my brother won't.

Your brother?

Where

is

it written down, Andrew?

Answer me that.

I'm so foolish.

How's a double knockout a push if it's
two on one?

Made up rule right there.

Made up or in stone.

Who cares?

We lost.

And I know better.

No, no.

It's my fault.

I talked you into it.

Wine hell?

Found it more clever in my head.

Tax day is coming.

Mm -hmm. Two sunrises away, Shabbat, and
then... I realized, Simon.

Thank you.

We could lose the boat.

What are you gonna do?

Don't know.

Blood from a stone.

Where are you going?

Going to work.

Work?

It's Shabbat in an hour.

Well, the Pharisees make allowances for
that if lives are at stake.

No one's life is at stake. No, no, not
this moment, but it's coming.

What are you going to tell your bug
-eating friend about it?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
no. Just me. Not dragging you into this.

What about Eden?

I'm staying at her Ema's tonight.

You're crazy.

You know that?

How

long

has she been like this? Like what?

I'm trying to help her, Rivka.

All you're gonna do is mess this place
up.

Then what?

You're going to stop by and help clean?
The demons that torment her soul will

turn your place to dust.

Even if you care nothing for her soul,
at least... Lilith never hurt anyone

didn't hurt her first.

Mostly.

She has these spells.

We let her be and then she's as sweet as
an angel again.

Cut it all, Lil!

You can put an end to this.

I assure you...

By the holy angels, Michael, Gabriel,
Raphael, Uriel, and Raziel.

I adjure you, cursed dragon, and
diabolical legions.

Come out!

I adjure you, spawn of Beelzebub,
Abaddon and Sheol, by

the utterance of all the watchers and
the holy ones, in the name of Adonai.

God of the heavens seeks to deceive this
human creature.

I command you in covenant with Abraham
in the names

of Jacob, Isaac, Moses, the all
-powerful El Shaddai.

Why are you from this innocent soul?

Simon.

Hello,

love. Don't you hello love me.

Why did you beat up Jehoshaphat?

What? My own brother.

He attacked me.

Again. He needs to know the husband of
his sister is strong.

But Andrew had no right to jump Abraham
from behind. Where are you getting this?

My brothers.

They are fantastic storytellers, no?

Tellers of fantastic stories, yes, they
are. They went into such great detail.

You must have really given them a
pounding. Well, I was doing okay until

came out of nowhere.

Cost me and Andrew a lot of money. Oh,
no.

They shouldn't cheat you like that when
you are also cheating. All right, all

right.

Well, pardon me for saying so, love, but
your family... What?

Don't you say that my family is troubled
into mine, Simon.

Okay.

We are colorful and fun.

You are stoic and purposeful.

You think I'm stoic?

Well, compared to me.

Together, we're perfection.

Stoic, huh?

Never heard that before.

You and me.

Fire and water.

Mm -hmm. I like it.

So, how was Ima's Shabbat dinner?

It was lovely.

How was fishing?

What?

Yesterday's catch.

Good news.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, put something in. Could be big.

Good.

Let's go to synagogue.

And please go change.

You still smell.

What do we do when we are scared?

We say the words.

Adonai's words.

Thus said the Lord who created you, O
Jacob, and he who formed you, O

Israel, fear not.

Thus said the Lord who formed you, O
Jacob, and he

who created you, O Israel, fear not.

Lillie!

You are alive.

We heard there was trouble.

Come. Sit.

I can't stay long. I know. Please.

Sit.

Where's the boat from Cyprus?

No, I don't have it.

Come now.

You know what they say.

A moat of prevention.

There is no preventing this soul. There
is no cure.

Come on, Lily.

It's getting worse.

Yesterday they brought in a holy man.

Someone important.

Maybe even from Jerusalem.

I only remember bits and pieces and
flashes. The Pharisee? The leader of the

Pharisees. And he ran away in terror.

One religious big shot. Just as full of
it as the next. I am in hell.

Just try.

I brought you something.

You didn't have to.

It's for your nephew.

One of your nephews.

Thank you.

Looked like it was loved for a very long
time.

It used to hold something valuable.

I don't need it anymore.

You're beginning to scare me.

You and everyone else.

Oh, that's terrible.

Thank you.

There's something I need to do.

You, Nick.

You listen good now. You drink that up,
and then the next one, and then the next

one. And then you stay here till you
feel better, or till hell comes.

And if it does, we face it together.

Not if you are my worst enemy.

You, Nick, were dirty here.

Okay.

We'll be late to dinner.

I know.

You did everything you could for her.

Now put it out of your mind.

I could never forget what I saw.

Tonight, you are an honored guest.

Leaders will expect you to perform and
to have your wits about you.

Why?

Why? Must I perform?

First I perform for Quintus... You put
God in... ...for the soldiers, then for

the slum dwellers. And this, what sort
of performance is this?

When did Shabbat become theater? You are
the teacher of Israel.

You do not have questions, you have
answers. You have authority. You bring

clarity, not confusion.

Tell me.

What do you see in the mirror?

It is a cheap glass. I can barely make
out anything at all.

Sometimes I wonder if what we can know
of Adonai in the law

is just as blurred.

What if we're not seeing the whole
picture? What if...

It's more beautiful and more strange
than we can ever

imagine.

That is the most ridiculous thing I ever
heard.

It might even be blasphemy.

It was just a thought.

And you will never utter those thoughts
in public.

A man is free to question in his heart.
Then leave it in your heart.

This is a serious engagement. They
expect an erudite teacher, not a

blaspheming fool.

Others saw what happened in the Red
District.

And what did they see?

You rose to your rank on merit.

You have dedicated your life's work to
serve God, not to become him.

I failed. Stop it.

It was a mistake to be there in the
first place.

But from now on, stick to the academy.

Leave exorcism to the exorcists.

You're right.

I should never have been there. You
spoke the words.

Demon did not respond.

God himself could have drawn them out.

Nico.

I'm coming.

Your first thought might be that I
should never have set foot in the Red

District at all.

And I would say you are probably
correct.

Often we make decisions in haste in our
desire to correct a

lost soul.

But how to explain what happened when I
was there?

Brothers...

When we follow God's law to the letter,
God is alive through us. Would you

agree, people?

Yes, Reverend. And he lives through you
and you and you if you follow his law.

Now, imagine, if you can, one who heeds
only wickedness for a lifetime.

Demons root in wicked souls as pigs in
filth.

A possession like this was fatal. And
souls such as hers, sadly, are

beyond all human aid.

How would you trust me?

With my life.

Let me talk to the taxman.

Matthew, don't trust you that much.

What if I told you I could save the boat
and put us back in good stead?

Nope. You don't even know what I'm going
to say.

Don't care.

It's something foolish.

And I'm finally ready to face this.

You know, this affects me too. Me and
Eden.

Maybe you should think of that the next
time you feel like taking off for a

week.

That is so like you.

Or playing knuckle bones at the hammer.

Or cheating your brothers -in -law for
some easy scratch.

I met a guy. Oh, really?

Wow!

Get the papyrus.

Simon met a guy.

Let's just go hand over our livelihood.
I'm done.

You're done?

As I'll ever be. Good. Good.

Good. Good.

the first month of summer.

Your account is therefore delinquent by
40 days.

At a penalty rate of 10 % weekly.

Six weeks?

That's right. You're lucky to not be in
jail.

Hey.

He's paying 60 % of penalties.

What's that leave you with? Simon, I
came with about 60 % of what I owe. I

even pay.

We're ruined.

Well, now it's we.

It's a high number.

I say this based on your tribute history
and future prospects.

How do you choose to square your
account?

Are there gems inside?

Just... gems.

Gold? Just open the purse.

This will cover about half of your
penalty balance.

Half the penalty?

My records indicate that you filed for
an extension, not once, not twice.

He just needed a couple of extra days,
man. I'm right.

Extended rate compound at 15%. As
collateral, you've listed a fishing

property at... All right, all right. I'm
sorry about that. What my brother

didn't mention was the arrangement with
Quintus.

You have business with Quintus?

Yeah. My brother's death in a year,
gratis for both of us.

This will be verified with Quintus
directly.

If there's any inconsistency... There
won't be.

Now, can I get my brother's gold back,
taxman?

This will be verified with Quintus if
you are misinformed. I know, I know,

you'll see.

What just happened? Don't speak, just
walk.

Next.

Well, this thing didn't exactly go like
I planned the other night.

What's that got to do? I caught nothing.

Net after net after net, empty.

I catch a breeze around the pointer. All
of a sudden, I know where the nets are

empty.

Emerging fleet.

Six boats across.

Netting everything.

What do you do?

I followed them.

Maybe I'd catch them sleeping, snatching
that darn cleanup, but

it didn't work. Of course it didn't.

Desperate times.

I even anchored and swam in, thinking
maybe I could get the crabs, but they

loaded up like clockwork. Had carts with
mules ready to move.

So I sailed home, docked up, and
wouldn't you know it, this sniveling

standing on shore.

I couldn't believe it. They never bother
patrolling on Shabbat. Yes, yes, yes.

I didn't even bother trying to run.

Good idea, considering how you run.

Anyway, as he approaches me, I'm trying
to figure out why he's even there.

They don't care about any of our rules.

But then I realize, they don't get the
tax because we don't report any Shabbat

catches. So I tell him, if he took me
straight to Quintus, I'd let them know

caught more in one night than the guy
they're arresting catches in a week.

Wait, wait, wait.

So... You offered to turn in fishermen?

No, not fishermen.

Merchants. I guess he walks up behind
me.

Yes.

Thank you.

He's terrible, I guess.

So, yes, we talked, and what I said to
Matthew was real. I don't like you.

You're dangerous.

Yeah, well, so is sleeping outside.

Besides, what's a merchant ever done for
you? So what?

They are...

Our people. We're clearing the way for
the little guy.

Leveling the playing field, yeah.

We. You will be cursed if you inform on
them. We?

Not doing anything.

Andrew, that's fine.

Better get moving, though, if you want
to catch the taxman.

Might still be enough daylight to get
out of the house before they take it.

Just let me see. Quintus can verify
their story.

Those who see that's lying, Quintus,
will have them killed and collect their

tribute from you.

So, did it work?

I'm sorry, Lilith.

Lilith? What?

We should talk, huh?

Oh, what, huh?

He's going to scratch me, too.

Come on. Not now.

Salty. Not now.

She smells anyway.

I don't know what else I can do to help
you.

Give me that.

Lots of it.

That's not going to solve your problem.

It's meant to distract from... No more
preaching.

Just give it to me.

Lilith, please put it into order.

Don't touch me.

Lily.

Lily. Lily, are you okay?

I... I have to go.

Leave me alone.

Mary.

Mary of Magdala.

Who are you?

How do you know my name?

Thus says the Lord who created you.

And he who formed you.

Fear not.

For I have redeemed you.

I have called you by name.

Oh no!