All language subtitles for The.Faithful.S01E02.1080p.WEB.h264-EDITH

-I failed you, Abram.
-No.

Your bloodline ends with me.

God spoke to me.

"Go forth," He said, "to a land
that I will show you."

He's going to
give us children, Sarai.

Abram's god did not bring you
out of Harran

to not give you a child.

We did what you asked!
And nothing!

Hagar, I want you to have
Abram's child on my behalf.

A boy?

A son.

What shall we name him?

Hmm, something from
the sagas, maybe.

Enoch?

There's plenty of time
to decide.

I missed having you
in our bed, husband.

I missed you too, my beloved.

-What is it?
-I felt him.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Oh!

I felt him kicking.

A tad on the small side
for how far along she is,

but nothing to worry about.

Small?
That's what I said to Abram.

Is she not eating enough?

Seems fine to me.

But could it be
what she's eating?

She puts a lot of Egyptian
spices in everything.

And she keeps trying
to feed me gallpestle

to make the baby's eyes
light like hers.

No, that's not why.

It's 'cause I want
his bones to be strong.

How small is a tad small?

She just said not to worry
about it, so why don't we not?

It's easy for her to say.

She's leaving for Egypt
as soon as the baby's born.

What do you think
of the name Jared?

Um...

Kenan?

Seth?

I like Benjamin and Caleb.

And Ephraim.

♪ Comest thou
to kiss this child? ♪

♪ I will not let thee kiss

♪ Comest thou to soothe him?

♪ I will not let thee soothe

♪ Comest thou to harm him?

My mother used to sing me that
when I was a little girl.

Always used to make me
feel safe.

Could I not do
the same for you?

Sarai?

I need to speak with you.

I want to keep the baby.

We have an agreement.

You can't just change your mind.

I know, and I'm sorry.

I know what
I made my mark to.

I just didn't know I was gonna
feel this way when I made it.

Well, what about
going home to your family?

I want to,
of course I do,

but not if it means
leaving my baby behind.

It's not your baby.

I should've known
you wouldn't understand.

Don't!

Don't you dare make me
feel less than you

because I can't bear
this child myself!

What is happening?
What's the matter?

You are going back to Egypt.

If you knew what this felt like,
then you'd understand,

but you can't
and you never will.

Do you see how
she disrespects me?

Do you see how she looks
on me with contempt?

You can't just take
this baby and pretend

that I had nothing
to do with it!

I knew I shouldn't have
gone along with this.

I should've had more faith.

Oh, you want to make
this about faith?

Fine.

May your god decide
between us then.

Your maid is
within your power.

Do with her
as you see fit.

You are never to bring
this matter up again.

When the time is right,
you will bear my son on my knee,

and then you'll go home
to your family as we agreed.

Am I clear?

Yes.

Everything I'd
ever known had changed

since this child in my womb.

My freedom was no longer
the most important thing.

This child was.

I broke a pledge.

I broke her heart.

She took the white colt!

You two, go south
along the river.

Yes, sir!
Hyah!

You two, go east
to the Goshen road!

-Go!
-With a nightlong head start,

is there even a chance
we'll catch her?

We must try.
Go.

We need to reach her before
she gets to the Negev

or the desert will
swallow her tracks.

Abram, what's happened?

We've been
searching for hours.

She could be anywhere.

I know you blame me.

There's no way
you could've known

she'd do something
like this.

For asking you to lie with her
in the first place.

Should've had more faith.

I wanted to give you a son.

I know.

And now he's gone.

I know.

We're almost there.

We're almost home, my son.

Egypt.

Ah!

Ugh!

Hagar.

Maid of Sarai.

Who are you?

How do you know my name?

Where have you come from?

And where are you going?

I'm running away
from my mistress Sarai.

The Lord hath taken heed
of your affliction.

Have I really just seen God and
remained alive after seeing Him?

You have conceived
and will bear a son.

You shall call
his name Ishmael.

I will so greatly multiply
your offspring

that they cannot be counted.

What must I do for these things
to come to pass?

You know what you must do.

Sarai!
Sarai!

Sarai.

My God.
Hagar!

You're safe?

-Yes.
-Are you well?

-Yes.
-And the baby?

He's fine.
We both are.

You came back.

I was almost
at the border near Shur

when he appeared to me.

Who appeared to you?

An angel of God.

He knew my name.

What did he say to you?

Many things.

Many wonderous things about
the child in my womb,

but he said they would
only come to pass if I return.

And he told me to come back,
return your son,

and submit myself to you.

So here I am.

Ah!

Hagar?

Oh, Sarai!
Oh, no!

Oh, oh!

Oh, oh, no, Sarai.

-Oh, no, he's coming.
-All right.

Someone get the midwife!

I'm scared.
I'm scared.

It's all right.
It's all right.

I'm here.
Breathe.

All right, breathe.

All right.
It's all right.

Harder!

Okay, now breathe.
All right, all right.

Breathe, breathe,
breathe, and...

That's it.
You can do it.

You're almost there.
You're almost there.

-Again.
-One more, one more!

Come on, you can do this.
You can do this.

You did it!

You did it.
You did it.

You did it.
You did it.

Oh, he's perfect!

Oh!

-He's perfect.
-He is.

Your son.

How can I ever repay you?

Let me stay.

Let me be a part
of his life.

What about your home?

He is my home now.

Abram?

Say hello to your father.

Ishmael.

My son.

High up in the tower,
clouds swirling all around,

and one worker says
to the other,

"Give me my hammer,
won't you?"

But what the other
worker heard was...

He's such a lucky boy
to have a father like Abram.

Because God, you see,
had confused their language

to keep Nimrod from building
his tower any higher.

And it sits unfinished
in Babel to this very day.

Tell me another one, Papa.

Tomorrow, my son.

Time for sleep.

-All right.
-No, no.

You stay, enjoy the fire.
I'll take him.

-Come on.
-Go, my love.

Come on.

Bedtime, Ishmael.

Hagar, I wish you had
a boy of your own

so I could play with him.

Well, that wasn't
meant to be.

Why?

Why?
Uh...

only God can answer that.

But I have you to take care of,
and that's enough for me.

Come on.

Time to go to sleep.

Mother?

Who are those men with Father?

I'm not sure.

They arrived on horseback
an hour ago.

Must be someone important 'cause
he had us prepare a choice calf.

Hey, Ishmael, off with you.
Go back to your studies.

-Do I have to?
-Learn to read and write?

Yes.
You can shoot your bow later.

Hagar, will you
take them the fruit?

Yes.

You haven't told your wife

what's going to happen,
have you?

Not yet.

She must know.

She is a vital part
of our covenant.

Be assured, by the time
I return to you in the spring,

your wife Sarah
will have a son.

She may think she's too old,

but nothing is
impossible for me.

That man.

The one with his back to us.

He was talking about you.

Well, what was he saying?

He said you're going
to have a son in the spring.

Maybe you should listen.

She laughs, your wife.

But nothing is impossible
for your God.

This is her destiny.

Now I must go.

Why must you travel to Sodom?

It is such a wicked place.

That is why we go there.

To do what?

This is not your concern.

Remember, Abraham.

Sarah will have her child
in the spring.

I am too old to bear a child.

Nothing is impossible
for our God.

Abraham, if that is
your new name, this is madness.

God named you Sarah, and our
child's name will be Isaac.

And God will make
his covenant with him.

And what of Ishmael?

Father, I'm going
to have a brother?

Yes, Ishmael, a brother.

God will make his covenant
with him, not me?

It is not to be, my son.

But Abraham,
Ishmael is your eldest.

Hagar is right.
This makes no sense.

-It's God's will.
-Father--

I'm sorry, my son.

Enough!

Enough of your god's
empty promises.

Ishmael is your son and heir!

There will be no other!

You need to see this.

Go, go.

The sky is falling!

What's happening?

It's falling west on Sodom.

God did this.

The ash, it kills every
green thing it touches.

It is too dangerous
for us here now.

Have everyone start
packing their things.

We must leave this place.

He seems to spend more and more
time up there every day.

He's followed his god and His
promises up and down the Levant.

It's been a long time
since we left Canaan.

Why can't he just
be content where we are?

Who's in charge here?

Abraham.

Keep the children inside.

I'm staying with you, Father.

This land belongs
to Abimelech, King of Gerar.

We meant no trespass.
We were unaware.

Please tell your king
we meant no offense.

Tell him yourself.

I know you.

This man struck your king,

long ago in Harran,
but not forgotten, nor avenged.

Abim!

Your quarrel is with me.

Sarah.

Father!

- You're coming with me.
- Ishmael!

Father,
are you all right?

Abraham!

Mother!
Mother!

Am I a prisoner here?

I haven't decided yet.

Put yourself in my place.

Away for a year
doing battle in Kith,

I return home to find
trespassers on my land.

To make matters worse,
their leader is a man

who dared raise
a hand to me.

I let that go
unanswered once.

I wasn't about
to do so again.

And then, suddenly...

there you were.

Defiant as ever.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

Still can't.

We didn't know
it was your land.

Doesn't matter what you knew
or didn't know.

What matters is that,
to become king,

I had to fight
for every inch of it.

By all rights, it should be
soaked with your people's blood.

I know I have no right to ask
for your mercy, Abim--

"Abim"?

Can't remember the last time
someone called me that.

It really is you, isn't it?

After all these years,
lovely as ever.

You see me
with the eyes of youth.

Have you ever regretted
turning me down that day?

It doesn't matter.

What matters is
that I am the sort of man

who gets what he wants
in the end.

Been away a long time and have
many matters to attend to.

I'll decide your people's fate
when I return.

Five minutes.

How?

Abraham bribed the guards.

They wouldn't
let him pass though.

Only me.

Abraham and Ishmael are safe?

We've been told
that we have to leave

the king's lands
by tomorrow's end.

Abraham won't go without you.

Oh, no.
He must.

Abimelech has no intention
of letting me go.

It makes me sick
just thinking about it.

Oh, Sarah.

Will you take care
of Abraham and Ishmael?

-Oh!
-What is it?

What's the matter?

Think I just need to sit down.

Yes.

Ah!

-What?
-Wait.

You feel this?

You're with child.

I know now you're a god
who keeps his promises.

Sorry I didn't believe.

I know I have
no right to ask you

to deliver me
from this place...

but...

if you won't do it for me...

will you do it for him?

For Abraham?

Your faithful servant.

Please let him have
this child.

Your god...

came to me in a dream.

He said...

I and everyone in my family

would be killed
if I didn't release you.

In her darkest hour,
the promise was delivered.

As each month passed,
the child of the covenant

inside her womb grew.

And so did her faith.

Mmm.

Oh, Abraham.

He's really here.

Our son.

My darling love.

How I've longed
to hold you in my arms.

Surely nothing
is impossible for God.

Oh, darling.

Oh, yes.

My brother's here.

Should I go bow to him?

You mustn't talk like that.

Why him?

Why him and not me?

You've known me
since I was a boy.

Did I do something to deserve
being pushed aside like this?

No one thinks that.

Then why?

See how many stars
there are, Isaac?

So will your descendants be.

When you're older,
the wife I wish for you

is bold and fearless
and gentle and kind.

She has a heart
full of adventure.

I can almost see her now,

out there somewhere,

waiting for destiny
to bring you together.

Little young, don't you think,
to be talking of marriage?

Oh, I'm just showing him
the stars.

When he is older, I think his
wife should come from Harran,

from among our kin.

Harran?

Well, you sound surprised.

Yeah, it's a fine idea.
I just didn't--

I just don't remember you ever
speaking of this with Ishmael.

I love both my sons.

But they each have
a different path.

It's story time, Father.

Yes, it is.

Gather round.
Gather round.

Tonight, we shall speak
of Adam and Eve's two sons,

Cain and Abel.

Cain was very jealous
of his brother.

One day, he took him out
into the fields alone.

Cain held up a stone
and slayed his brother.

Abel's blood cried up
from the ground to our god.

Give it!
It's mine!

Fine, take it.

I said take it.

Give it!
It's mine!

"Mine, mine, mine"!

You think everything
belongs to you.

-It doesn't.
-Ishmael!

Don't speak to your brother
like that.

I hate him.
I'll never bow to him.

Never!

Isaac, go find your father.

He didn't mean
the words he said.

-No?
-He's in pain.

Can't you tell?

He thinks Isaac
was chosen over him

because of something
he's done wrong.

He deserves
to know the truth,

that he is as much Abraham's son
as Isaac is, but not yours,

and for some reason
that only God Himself knows.

Somebody needs to tell him.

Tell him?

If I tell him, he'll hate me
for having deceived him

his entire life.

Ishmael will never
submit to Isaac.

The more Isaac grows,
the more Ishmael will hate him.

Like Cain hated Abel.

Know what this is?

A pledge between you
and Hagar.

Where did you get that?

Found it in Father's tent.

Is it true...

that you're not my mother?

In my heart I am.

I'm not your son.

It all makes sense now.

-You did this.
-No!

No, I have always done what
you have told me to do.

-Liar!
-You are the liar.

You lied to me
my whole life.

Cast her out.

Cast them both out.

We have to protect Isaac,
no matter the cost.

Oh, so you protect
only one of your sons?

Ishmael will never submit
to his brother

and you know that
in your heart.

Abraham, please.

Send them away before it is
too late, Abraham.

- Abraham, please!
- Enough!

Enough.

You can keep them.

I want nothing
of this place.

I am sorry, my son.

It's not you
I blame, Father.

God is with you, Hagar.

God is with you.

Ishmael, please don't leave!

Please!

Come back!

-Go back!
-Please don't leave!

Isaac, I have to go.

Go home!

Don't leave!

Ishmael, please come back!

Please don't leave!
Come back!

Hagar.

No, you take the rest.

What happens to me
is not important.

You are all that matters.

But, Mother.

Do you know how long

I've yearned to hear you
call me that?

We must keep going.

-I can't.
-Oh, yeah, we can.

I just need to rest.

We rest, we die.

Ishmael.

Fear not, Hagar.

For God is with you
and the boy.

My son, he needs water.

Rise and hold him fast

so that I might make
a great nation of him.

Ah!

Rest, my beloved.

I finally made it
to the ocean.

Hmm.

-My love.
-Hmm?

Will you bring my books
from over there?

Mmm.

I have to tell you the truth.

Open it.

Oh, the pledge with Hagar.

You kept it.

It was I who left it
in your tent.

I wanted Ishmael to find it.

You?

It was you who
left it there, not Hagar?

I knew he would never leave.

He loved you too much.

So I gave him
someone to hate.

Me.

You know how much
I loved that boy.

-Yes.
-And if he had stayed...

he would've lived his whole life
in the shadow of his brother.

I had to let him go
so he could find his destiny

like we found ours.

You have held on to this secret
all these years?

Mmm, I had to.

I couldn't have done
what you did.

But then again, you were
always the stronger one.

Oh, my love.

I go to God soon.

He will embrace me
without malice as He will you.

I'll wait for you there.

Sarah's journey was
the hardest of all.

She had to make the decisions
that affected all of our lives.

She kept the secrets
and carried the burden.

That was no easy task.

She found her trust
and faith and peace.

She came to symbolize
motherhood.

She was the first
of the great matriarchs.

She was my friend.

We're here
to bury our dead.

Who stands in our way?

Hagar.

You came.

Isaac, do you remember me?

I do.

How is my brother Ishmael?

He is well.

He's attending to his family,

and he is admired by all
who surround him.

That gives me so much peace.

Isaac, have you taken a wife?

Not yet.

My mother always wanted me
to marry a girl from Harran.

Come.

Let us bury
your beautiful wife.

I took this when I left Egypt

so that someday
I might see my home again.

Because of you, I did.

I got my freedom
and my son.

Godspeed, old friend.

There won't soon be
another like you.

Shoulder to shoulder,
my beloved.

No matter what life
might bring.