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Mary, you'll get dirty again.

Let your workers do it for you.

What's the difference, Joanna?

Look at this year's oil.

Mother!

What happened?

Samuel, you know better than that.

Watch where you put your hands.

But Mary always does it!

I know, but Mary knows what she's doing.

It's a little cut.

It's all right.

Unload the vegetables into the hayloft.

And empty the basket of olives straight into the press.

Amos!

Amos!

Take those jars and fill them with oil.

And water the cattle.

The animals must be very thirsty after this.

Amos!

Amos!

Get out of my sight!

Amos, where are you going?

Wait!

Why are you treating me so badly?

What have I done?

Tell me!

All right.

If you must know, I divorce you.

Why?

Come on, Mary, you're stubborn, insolent, a dirty peasant.

I'm a simple woman, but I love you.

That's not enough.

I want children.

I want an heir.

You're as barren as the desert sand.

It will come, with the Lord's blessing.

Your womb is cursed.

You heal others, heal yourself.

Witch!

You're possessed with demons!

Not fit to stay in my house.

This is my house.

Magdala was my father's land.

Remember the promises you made him.

He was dying.

How could he know he was selling me rotten goods?

You can't mean that.

The scribe will be here to prepare the writ.

Pack your things and prepare to leave!

You won't throw me out that easily.

I was born here.

This land was my dowry.

Paid to me with a marriage contract.

It's mine.

I made it bloom.

And now it's mine.

Magdala will soon have a new mistress.

Now I understand.

He robs me of my home to remarry.

I need a son.

What honest wife doesn't desire an heir for her husband?

If I must leave my house, where will I go?

I pity this woman.

I shall not abandon her.

The deeds to my farm at Tel Azord.

As long as you stay there, living modestly and

chastely, you'll receive its rents and dues.

Your birthplace.

A pigsty for mine.

Ungrateful.

You're ungrateful.

The writ will be served tomorrow.

You will regret this, however long it takes.

You'll see, Mary.

You'll make a new life for yourself in Tel Azord.

What life?

Here I was the mistress of the house.

Down there I will be less than a servant.

But you're still the same woman.

You still know how to take care of the land.

And you can heal people.

You'll know how to make that desert bloom like a garden.

And it will become your home.

Sylvanas.

Mary, Magdalene is as beautiful as ever.

We've a long march ahead and no provisions.

So I'll just have to swallow Amos's prizes.

Help yourself.

You can have it.

Free?

For tonight your soldiers can stay by the river.

I'll have a bed prepared for you.

Since when have you been so welcoming to Romans?

These are my last orders as mistress of the house.

I'm leaving Magdala.

Amos has divorced me.

Impossible.

Why?

Welcome, Sylvanas.

Amos.

A business call?

Yes.

The usual terms.

We're staying.

Set up camp.

Come on.

Hurry up.

Mary, what's crossed your mind?

He'll do.

He's looked at me once or twice.

Lord forbid.

The Lord?

And where is he in all of this?

No, Mary.

Don't blaspheme.

Please don't throw your life away.

Trust in the Lord.

I want revenge.

Mary.

The law is on his side.

Our law.

It's barbaric.

In Rome we have marriage contracts.

Women have property rights.

But Rome never comes between a man and his wife.

It doesn't have to.

Why shouldn't Roman law apply?

Could I appeal to the Emperor?

Are you a Roman citizen?

Well, that's a shame.

I've served my time here.

I'm going back to Rome.

I was hoping that...

What were you hoping?

That you would help me.

and... and let you get your revenge.

You're a clever woman.

I've wanted you since the first time I saw you.

Mary, here's the divorce scroll.

Too late.

I'm leaving you.

That's what you wanted, isn't it?

I wouldn't, friend.

They'd make a mess of you.

What is it, Amos?

You afraid?

Joanna.

I hate to see you fall so low.

Why?

Just because I found a man who wants me.

Goodbye, Samuel.

Take care of yourself.

Out!

Out!

Out of my sight!

Pour!

Pour!

Get out!

Hold your tongue, Amos, or I'll tear it out.

Forward march!

Let's go.

Sylvanus.

The Jordan.

This isn't the way to Rome.

Last tour of duty, I'm sure you don't mind.

What are they looking for?

Where are they going?

That's what we're going to find out.

Well, here we have it.

Do you know him?

No, but I've heard about him.

What is he doing?

He's preaching.

He's a rebel.

No, he's telling them to search their souls.

Who, those peasants?

Get down.

And be baptized for the Messiah.

What on earth is he doing now?

He's baptizing them.

What do you know about these things, Mary?

I am a Jew, too.

Then you will help me.

Sylvanus, prefect of Rome, wants to talk to you.

He sent you to me?

Yes.

But I came because I wanted to.

Because you're in danger.

Why?

The Romans fear a revolt.

They don't know that you are only a preacher.

And you have come to save me?

Just tell me what I must answer them.

And they will leave you alone.

I can tell you that you are not happy with him.

That's not what they want to hear.

But it's what you want to hear.

I did not choose this life.

My name is John, son of Zacharias.

Why don't you stay here and pray with us?

Thank you.

I have different plans.

With the Roman?

He is rich and powerful.

Many of the people you see here had wealth once.

But they were looking for something more.

Here they found it.

Stay with us.

If you like.

I have what I want.

Well, a zealot?

No, he's a talker.

Fomenting revolt.

He's giving them ideas.

He's a mystic.

Fervent, but harmless.

Then why does he draw such crowds?

Who?

The crippled, the blind, the sick.

All hoping for a miracle.

I'll tell you what he is.

A charlatan.

No.

He just happens to believe in what he preaches.

Don't you ever lie to me, Mary.

Ever.

Remember that.

Marcellus, pour me some more wine.

Or we'll have a drink.

What's wrong with you?

Nothing.

Are you pregnant?

I think so.

I thought you were barren.

Or was it just a lie to trap me?

No, I thought so too.

I suffered for years.

Thinking I would never be a mother.

That's the reason why Amos divorced me.

Then go back to him with his child.

No, it's yours.

How can you tell?

What kind of a fool you take me for?

But I really don't care what you're going to do with your bastard.

We're going.

Let's go.

Hurry!

Move on!

Tiberius, Herod Antipas's new city, named after our emperor.

Why don't you cheer up?

Or shall I send you back to Magdala?

Noble Vitellius, our faithful ally and friend of our emperor.

Tiberius asked me to convey his heartfelt esteem.

To tell you of the great favor he has shown me.

By the grace of the emperor Tiberius, my new queen.

Herod.

Yes, noble Vitellius.

A shame she is his brother's wife.

As promised me by the emperor.

Who's that?

That, my dear, is his present wife, Princess of Nabatea.

An audience!

The ambassadors of Nabatea demand an audience.

Declare this an outrage to his daughter, your wife.

He's divorcing a princess?

Why not?

What wife?

The daughter of King Aretas, Lord of Nabatea, your ally.

I'd forgotten.

My master King Aretas will hear of this.

And may it choke him.

Poor woman.

She too is nothing but a possession.

Come down.

Sylvanus!

Don't move.

The general has seen us.

Wait here.

And don't cause any trouble.

I'm not your slave, Sylvanus.

Did you find out who that would-be prophet is?

Yes, Jen.

Who's she?

She's only a Jewish whore.

When the ceremony is over, you will give me an explanation.

What's wrong?

Go away!

I'm not well.

If you want, I can give you a herb tea for the pain.

Give me something so I'll never have this again.

It's painful, I know.

But soon you'll get used to it.

You will fall in love.

You will have a husband.

And children then.

I don't want to!

Why?

I don't want to become like her!

Is she your mother?

Yes.

But I hate her.

I don't want to be here!

I want my real father!

My name is Salome.

Who are you?

Mary!

I told you!

Which fevered mystic is he?

Harmless!

So why does Herod Antipas think he's dangerous?

You were lying to me, weren't you?

Protecting him with the empty hand!

No!

And now they question me and want to know why I'm on duty with a Jewish whore!

You thought I was your free passage to Rome, didn't you?

Well, you don't know where your place is, woman.

That's your trouble.

That's your trouble!

I'll show you where your place is.

She's yours!

No!

No!

No!

Help me!

Hurry!

What is it?

She's ill.

Help me!

You can stay here.

You need to rest now.

The baby... My baby...

You've lost him.

But life goes on.

You will have others.

You chose the right side.

What's this?

A woman!

She's drowned!

No!

Giddley!

She's still alive!

Hush now!

Hush now!

We won't hurt you!

She's possessed!

There are demons in her!

Can you help her, master?

Can you cast them out?

Leave her be.

Please.

Let her be.

Please.

Don't be afraid.

We're here to help you.

You've heard the commandment.

Don't commit adultery.

But I say a man who lusts for another woman...

has already committed adultery in his heart.

It's been said... whoever wishes to part with his wife...

must serve her with a divorce writ.

But I say a man who divorces his wife...

forces her to commit adultery.

It's been said...

love your neighbor and hate your enemy.

But I say...

love your enemies...

and pray for those who hurt you.

For if you love only those who love you... what is your reward?

Master, come quickly!

My daughter is dying!

Please!

Please, my mistress is asking for you.

Please come.

You believe him?

Ah, yes.

All men lie.

What makes him different?

He saved your life.

What do you want from me?

Come.

You're the woman the Nazarene saved?

Yes.

What's your name?

Mary.

Why did he save you?

I don't know.

Can he really cure the sick without medicines?

Answer me.

Don't be afraid.

Your slave thinks so.

Ah, she's a simple creature.

Superstition is her daily bread.

And what about you?

Isn't that why you came here?

To see him?

Could you cure this?

I sent my slave for him.

He didn't come.

He cures the poor, it seems.

A queen is beyond his powers.

What is it?

Leprosy?

No.

What then?

I must heal before Herod notices.

The king has never seen this.

In the darkness, men see what they wish to see.

And women must always deceive.

There is no other way.

Will you cure me?

If you trust me.

If you succeed in healing me, I'll give you

all the riches and power a woman can desire.

Prophets.

Miracle men.

Don't mix with them.

This Mazarin claims to be of the house of David.

And raises the dead.

Raises the dead?

It's ridiculous.

A rabbi's daughter.

Then arrest him, my lord.

Silence him.

If only it were that easy in this land of believers.

Then I... I... Then what?

Tell me, my love.

Tell me your thoughts.

Your desires.

Oh, I knew you'd come.

I'm feeling better.

Who's this?

She's my sibil.

Salome's tutor.

Such gentle fingers.

Were you ever in love?

In another life.

Married?

Once.

But you lost him.

He'll pay for it.

One day.

Oh!

You hate men so much.

You're not ugly.

Not old.

Well... Do your worst with her.

Come here.

Let me have a closer look.

Now... Pretend I'm a man.

Hmm?

No.

That's completely wrong.

You must never give in too easily.

It's fatal.

And now I say...

You're so beautiful, Mary.

But you know you're beautiful, don't you?

So...

You turn away.

Walk.

No, a woman never runs.

She glides.

That's better.

Don't look back.

That only gives you away.

A man must always think he's the one making the first move.

You see?

Now I'm following you.

Your husband Herod Antigus is coming.

Quick!

He's got the Roman with him.

Vitellius?

Why?

Noble Vitellius!

Please.

The general has come...

to take his leave.

War against Parthia, Rome's eternal enemy, has broken out again.

Mars calls, noble lady.

I pity your enemies, general.

They have been beaten from the start.

It is not so simple.

Have you heard the latest news?

What news?

From Aretus, king of the Nabateans, to the emperor Tiberius.

He demands redress for the affront to his daughter...

or he will go to war.

A few barbarian nomads.

How can they hope to obtain victory against Rome?

Most noble lady, if the Nabateans ally with the Parthians...

the situation will become difficult for all of us.

Let's send the general off with something more cheerful.

Salome, will you dance for us?

No.

No?

Forgive her, general.

The girl isn't well.

And who are you?

Her duty is to protect Salome.

Her duty she does well.

Then the dancing must await my return.

Yes.

How dare you, slave!

Dance when you're told to.

But I didn't want to dance.

She lied.

And just as well for you she lied.

So, my Sibyl...

Maybe you talk too much.

But you know how to please.

That's what you taught me.

In me, he sees you, Herodias.

Then Herodias shall oblige.

You see?

I keep it for special guests.

I was rich once.

You were.

And you shall be again.

Love is power, Mary.

You must learn to use it.

Let men love you.

But never... never love them.

That's the first rule.

But... but what?

Love is a luxury.

It's denied to women.

But... Powerful men despise women who are too plain and simple, my dear.

You need a servant now.

I give you my best.

Susanna.

Vitellius... is the greatest man in the entire province.

Win him to me.

And you name your price.

You don't have to do this.

I know what I'm doing.

I'm not made to serve.

My father was a prince.

And mine was a king.

But now I'm a slave.

It wasn't easy for me at first.

But then I met the master.

And he set me free.

You can choose too.

Choose wisely.

It's John.

They've arrested him.

John, wait!

Have you found what you were seeking?

I have a new life here.

Honor.

Respect.

Is that what you wanted?

Mary?

Is it really you?

What are you doing here?

Your husband... I have no husband.

Amos supplies heredantipas from the stores at Magdala.

Magdala.

I'd forgotten the sound of that name.

We miss you.

Especially Samuel.

Has Amos taken a new wife?

Yes.

Does he have children?

No.

But you should stop thinking about that.

You've done well here, Mary.

Look at you.

Aren't you happy with your life now?

Yes.

I'm happy with this life.

But the Mary you knew...

is dead.

If only the past would really die.

I can't bear to see you destroyed like this, Mary.

Believe me.

The Lord can comfort you.

All I can do is to accept my damnation...

and get you used to it.

Mary!

Mary!

You promised you'd cure me, huh?

Look.

So... how much longer?

Not long now.

Trust me.

No!

Be careful, Mary.

Heal me or you'll be sorry.

That's the only reason you're here.

Don't forget it.

Have you ever really cured someone?

Yes.

What about me, then?

How much longer must I hide?

Why must you hide?

Your husband loves you.

Loves me?

A man who doesn't know how to govern?

Too weak to fight me?

Too stubborn to obey?

No, no, no, no.

He'll divorce me.

He's playing some game behind my back.

Calling Vitellius from the war.

He's holding a banquet in his honor.

Why?

No, no, no, no.

He'll divorce me.

He'll divorce me.

I can feel it.

He will have his former wife back to save his neck.

The Nabateans want revenge.

But Rome and Vitellius are on our side.

Rome is a whore.

She beds with the highest bidder.

Save me, Mary.

Save me.

Help me.

I don't want...

I don't want to lose what... what I've conquered.

Why must we wait?

Where's the king?

It seems I no longer interest you, Vitellius.

What's wrong?

Have I lost all my chance?

Forgive me, my lady.

My mind's still on the battlefield which Herod Antipas forced me to abandon.

But this is a feast, general.

Mary, take care of our general.

I would like to know how you intend to take care of me.

It depends, general.

I want you.

Tonight.

Taking the body of a woman is not a difficult task.

Anyone can do that.

And what is a difficult task?

Taking her thoughts.

Her heart.

A most enticing challenge.

We welcome Lucius Vitellius, offspring of the goddess Vitellia.

And we welcome to our feast the second guest of honor who has come from Babylon,

the ambassador of Parthia.

Embrace each other.

Enemies, no more.

Peace!

Poor Nabateans.

Herod Antipas, that old fox, pinched a potential ally right from under their noses.

Especially when you have rebels here in Galilee.

Those are false rumors, Vitellius.

Then it's not true that you have an agitator in your prisons.

He's only a charlatan.

I would like to be the judge of that.

Or are you keeping secrets from Rome?

Surely not.

And we could use some amusement.

A toast.

Let us drink to the gods of peace.

To the gods of peace!

It was a farce.

Herod made a fool of me.

He made me believe we were at war with the Parthians

only to prove to Rome that he could keep peace.

Tiberius must be informed immediately.

I will reach Rome by the fastest route.

General.

We're going.

Last one in the saddle will answer for me.

You did not hear any of this.

So you were beaten by Herod.

All Rome will make fun of you.

Unless the news never reaches its destination.

What do you mean?

Somebody must pay.

And who will be the one to be sacrificed?

The messenger.

John.

So my dear Vitellius, here he is.

You see?

He's harmless.

Our jester.

And this little man makes so much noise.

He's only a clown.

A windbag.

Let's hear him.

You're here on charges of sedition.

What do you have to say?

War.

Too late.

We have just made peace.

Can you hear?

The Nabateans march on Galilee.

Who will then be seated at your table?

The Romans?

The Parthians?

Or even your horse?

On that day, Herod, you are alone.

And all for what?

For a passion that never was.

You send away your rightful wife.

You affront your neighbors.

You take your brother's wife to your bed.

But soon your land lies burned.

Your people enslaved.

And yourself.

In exile.

With your concubine.

How dare you!

And you, Herodias.

For a dream of kingship.

You turn your child into a bastard.

Abuse motherhood!

You're completely mad.

You're lying.

Repent.

Be cleansed.

Return to your real husband.

I forbid you to speak!

Or where will this all end?

If not in the blood of Israel.

Take me away.

I have spoken.

Take him away!

Kill him.

You think you are the Messiah?

I baptize with water.

For the remission of sins.

But someone is amongst us.

Who is mightier than I.

Whose sandals I'm not good enough to untie.

He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit!

And with fire!

Ah, you were right, Herod.

Tiberius will find him funny too.

Prepare all our best merchandise.

It will be done, Amos.

Noble Vitellius.

My name is Amos.

In my city Magdala, we are building new baths.

Would you put your name to them?

We'll see.

Perhaps.

Vitellius?

Yes?

I'll let you know.

Magdala.

Do you know it?

Then you decide.

Who is that?

He is a traitor.

And a thief.

Really?

Yes.

Rome doesn't like traitors.

I will find a way to let him know that.

Are you satisfied?

You have satisfied my every desire.

I ask no more.

Do you know why fate brought me here?

Because they say you are a witch.

You have the magic spells that make men fall in love.

I have demons in me.

They come when I call.

And when they are gone?

What's left?

I don't know.

You'll have to find out.

I want to find out.

One demon.

Three demons.

You have bewitched me.

I just want you to love me.

Is it war or peace?

My master sends word.

Restore his daughter to your throne or Nabateu will bring war to Galilee.

We have done everything and more.

You will not see us again.

And good riddance.

War.

Will it never end?

If Herod does what they say.

And if he doesn't, what will you do?

Wait.

And see who's winning.

I must take my leave.

Duty calls.

Will you come back if I need you?

If it were from the very edge of the empire.

What's the matter?

My king.

Vitellius.

What's this?

Get the horses ready.

Do something.

What's happening?

He's deserting us.

So you didn't succeed in making him stay.

He'll come if I call.

Wait, Mary.

I put you where you are.

Don't you remember?

If Vitellius doesn't come back.

Your days are numbered.

Numbered.

Susanna, prepare to leave.

Mary, pack your things.

You're coming with us.

Salome.

Salome.

Come away.

And John?

You needn't worry about it.

He won't be a problem for us much longer.

He's more used to you alive.

Then change his mind.

And I'll set him free.

Come!

No!

Why?

Why are you still here?

We're coming to take care of supplies.

War is no place for a child.

Where is Amos?

He left before they gave the alarm.

I'll have you replaced.

But you're going with them.

Aren't you?

I'm forced to.

This time I won't let you go alone.

Mary.

We are almost ready to leave.

You can wait for him all day.

But I don't think he'll come.

I know.

You've given your heart to the wrong man again.

He's not what you think.

Mary!

Mary, look!

There's Jesus!

Blessed is the man who walks not in the council of the wicked, nor stands in the

way of sinners, nor sits in the seat of scoffers.

But his delight... Stop!

Stop here!

Stop him!

I can't stand it anymore!

Day and night, the wicked are not lost... Do something!

He's getting on my nerves!

...which the wind drives away... He's expecting a rescue.

His accomplice, the Nazarene, is out there.

Attack him while we have the troops.

And leave an insurrection behind us?

We have to do something.

Mary.

Go.

Try to shut him up.

You must be thirsty.

Not as thirsty as you.

How long can you deny yourself?

What do you know about me?

A fallen woman.

Divorced.

Deserted.

You know what pain is.

What binds you to the road, and you're just a marriage breaker.

Riches?

Power?

But what have you won?

A man.

And perhaps his love.

Is that what you want?

I've done everything to reach this.

But... it still isn't enough for you.

What do you really want?

What do you desire most?

Mary.

I want to love.

And to be loved.

But the love of a man so easily gets lost.

A love that is deeper.

One that brings peace.

A love of God.

And where is this love?

In pain?

In war?

In the misery of the world?

God hides himself from us.

So we find him through longing.

In the end, no matter what the question is, he is the only answer.

I came here to help you.

But I can't.

Why?

To beggars.

My disciples.

Will you go with them to Jesus?

To bring him a message?

Ask him, are you the Messiah?

Or must we wait still?

I thought you knew.

Every life has its purpose.

Mine is to prepare the way for him.

Even if that should cost you everything?

Yes.

So?

He wants me to carry a message to the Nazarene.

What message?

Does it matter?

He trusts Mary.

And she will bring him the answer he wants him to hear.

And now send for Vitellius.

Please, Mary, take me with you.

I must go with you.

I can't stay here knowing you are with him.

Listen, Mary, I won't be coming back with you.

You must.

The fate of runaway slaves is death.

There is no place for that.

Where he stands.

Now?

Tell John that the blind can see, the lame can walk, the lepers are healed.

Death can hear, and the dead are raised.

Go and tell him that.

When you walked into the wilderness... No other message?

Looking for John, what did you expect to find?

A prophet, yes.

And you found one.

More than a prophet.

For this is the man for whom it was written.

I send my messenger before your face to prepare the way before you.

For I truly tell you, of those born of women, none is greater than John the Baptist.

And then he said, the smallest in the kingdom of heaven is greater than you.

I have my answer.

It is him.

And now?

I must fall so he may rise.

Repent, Mary.

Forgive... before it's too late.

Well?

It's hard to understand these men.

But there is one thing I do know.

They can't be bought.

You must kill them, Antipas.

Both of them.

They're dangerous.

They're undermining us.

The soldiers won't fight.

What are you waiting for?

The troops think you believe them.

Enough!

Give the order!

Now!

The Nabateans!

How long until we have to fight them?

How long until our supplies run out?

And our allies?

Where are they?

Where is Vitellius?

Enough!

I'm the king.

I decide.

Joanna!

Mary!

Joanna!

What will happen now?

You can't stay here anymore.

It's too dangerous.

I'll send you back to Magdala.

If we survive.

The Romans are coming!

The Romans!

You must kill him.

Kill him!

Look!

The Nabateans are cowards!

They're running!

They're running!

Vitellius!

I'm so glad to see you.

May the gods reward you, General.

My apologies for the delay.

I discovered a traitor in the ranks.

Your message never reached Rome.

You mean Tiberius knows nothing of the peace for the Parthians?

No.

But Rome punishes disobedience.

Here is the proof!

Well... A feast!

For our guest!

A banquet!

What have I done?

Prepare a banquet for our guest of honor!

Sylvanus!

Rick!

Don't make her a general!

Wait!

Aren't you glad?

I came back for you?

Yes.

But Sylvanus... Sylvanus!

Sylvanus!

What do you care about Sylvanus?

Sylvanus is dead!

I knew him!

And so?

Mary... Who are you?

I don't know anything about you.

Who am I?

A woman who wanted revenge and lost.

Lost herself.

Until you found me.

It's over, Mary.

It's over.

I love you.

To the might and glory of Rome!

To our noble allies!

We'll see about that.

You mean to desert Herodantipas?

Why do you think I'm here?

For this buffoon.

And the war?

The Nabataeans?

Say stay and we shall fight.

Say go and we shall leave them.

The fate of Galilee depends on me?

My fate?

Some entertainment!

Music!

Dancers!

In this hall?

Salome.

Salome.

My sweetest daughter.

Would you dance for us?

Please?

No.

Of course.

Of course.

Salome will be happy to dance for you.

And I'll give you the husband you desire.

They finally persuaded her to dance.

Dance now.

Name your reward.

Up to half my kingdom.

Ask him for the head of John the Baptist.

The head of John the Baptist.

Salome!

Be quiet, slave.

I want you to give me on this platter the head of John the Baptist.

No!

Mary!

Will you break your promise?

Insult your guests?

Give them an order.

Yes or no?

Show you're a king!

Yes.

I'm a king.

Do as she says.

No!

No!

Forgiveness.

Mary.

No hatred.

No revenge.

No!

Come here.

I danced.

I danced for Herod as my mother wanted.

Yes, Salome.

She promised me a husband.

Leave her alone.

Leave her alone!

Didn't you hear what I said, Mary?

I said leave her alone!

After all this time, you've learned nothing from me, Mary.

Nothing.

That's not true.

I've learned something.

I've learned cruelty.

And hatred for all.

But I'm not like you.

I'm not heartless like you are!

How dare you!

Leave her!

Let her go!

The only reason you keep your life is that Julius finds you bearable.

John is dead.

But his word lives on.

Our soldiers will be Magdala in a short time, General.

Good?

What did you say about Magdala?

Tomorrow Magdala will no longer exist.

What?

I told you.

It's over.

I've sent soldiers.

They will destroy it.

Mary, what's wrong?

No!

Amos the traitor will not hurt you again.

That's not what I wanted!

Please, take me there.

Before it's too late.

Please!

Let's go.

Soldiers!

The Emperor will hear of this.

Go!

Go!

You'll see!

You're nothing, Mary, nothing!

You'll spend the rest of your life warming the beds of entire Roman legions!

My compliments, General!

You've got what you deserve!

Ah-ha!

Ah-ha!

You're abandoning us.

But I'm a king.

Mary!

Mary!

Joanna!

Help!

Daniel!

He's not breathing.

He's dying!

He's dying!

Do something!

Mary, do something!

I couldn't save him.

Turn your back on Galilee.

There is life elsewhere.

Not for me.

To be the cause of so much pain.

It's done!

Accept it!

How?

I would be anyone else.

Not to be here.

Not to be who I am.

No one can help me.

Who can forgive me now?

How can she forgive me?

I killed her son.

Take heart, Mary.

Death ends all things.

No.

Rome needs me, Mary.

Come with me.

Nobody, nobody will hurt you again.

I know I can make you happy.

The love of a man, your love, was all I ever wanted.

That means you don't love me.

I do love you.

I no longer know what I want.

Can't I help you?

Come with me.

I'm asking you for the last time.

Mary,

I hope you find what you're looking for.

I found you at last.

Look, Jesus is here.

Please, Mary, come with us.

I can't face him.

You don't have to be afraid of him, Mary.

He, he is the answer.

Don't touch me, I'm unclean.

You called me.

Joanna, leave him now.

Samuel, get up now.

Your mother is waiting.

Yes.

Samuel, Samuel!

Mother!

Mary,

you see, love is stronger than death.

And every sin.

is a sin.

Welcome, welcome.

Thank you for accepting my invitation.

We've been waiting for you.

I thank you for your invitation, Simon.

I can't.

I don't deserve his love.

It's not true.

Jesus accepts everyone.

Let him into your heart.

Come, master.

How dare she enter this house?

She's a prostitute.

Sacrilege, sacrilege.

Rabbi, they're wondering how you can be a prophet.

I mean, not to know what kind of woman she is.

I know what kind of woman she is.

She is a sinner.

Simon, I have something to say to you.

You see this woman, I entered your house and you gave me no water for my feet.

But she has washed them with her tears and wiped them with her hair.

You did not greet me with a kiss, but yet she hasn't stopped kissing me.

You did not anoint my head with oil, but yet she has anointed my feet.

So I say to you, her sins are forgiven as her love deserves.

Your faith has saved you.

You are forgiven, for you have loved so much.

I won't leave you, ever.

I will follow you, wherever you go.

And so I followed him to the cross.

Then I met him, alive, risen, and finally I understood.

his love was stronger than death.

That's what he showed me and I trust him.

Where has Jesus gone, Mary?

He hasn't gone.

We're living his love.

He lives on in the love we are giving to each other.