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She's sleeping on the throne. Sit down.

Is your head hurting you again?

No. I know.

You are thinking of the big new star.

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

No.

Why can't you sleep?

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.

The prophet Isaiah writes,

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 sing.

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. Someone.

Someone. What is it?

You filthy dog.

Demons live inside her.

Get your back.

In the water, dark old trouble will mess you big.

Forgive me, Rabbi.

Let me not see what he 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... I'm 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 Essenes, the Zealots, rogue preachers 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 already drowning in tax.

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

Fish?

Matthew! Keep your voice down.

Pardon me, Mr. Public Highness, but it's me that don't want to be seen with you,

remember? It's Public Highness.

I like it the other way.

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

right there. You just toss them out? These are my property.

I do with them as I wish.

I pay you to drive.

You stiff through crash on your own time.

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

If any citizen ask 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 would swim,

frolic in the sand, and 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 just shrugged 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 mouth 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

name of Israel.

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

This 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.

Rabbi, Rabbi.

Teacher, you have moved us all.

Shmuelam. 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 under is mine.

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

You heard 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, we...

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

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

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

fires.

This is your stop.

Wait. This is the far 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 this thing of me and my family if I am seen with you.

Out.

This is very unprofessional.

Fire me.

You'll be very happy.

No, no.

Please, tell me when he comes.

Please.

You're late, Gaius.

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. Rivka's place.

Don't worry, Rabbi.

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

What is that?

I need materials.

Shmiral!

Sulfur, nettles, uh... Hyssop.

Wormwood. Go. Yes, teacher.

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

a 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.

Stay down, Simon.

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

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

Too much,

Josaphat. You're too powerful.

That's right.

Like I tell you every time I see you.

Like I tell my sister.

Yes. Yes.

Seriously,

I can only take maybe two.

One.

One more punch.

One more and I'm done.

He says he's had it!

What was it you were saying?

Something about your sister?

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

anymore?

That's why they call me White Hands.

Because of what I do to your liver.

I don't want to do this, Josaphat.

Can we 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 hells?

Sounded more clever in my head.

Tax day's coming.

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

Thank you.

We could lose the boat.

What are you gonna do?

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 into this.

What about Eden?

She's staying at her Ema's tonight.

You're crazy.

You know that?

Nah.

Just desperate.

How long has she been like this?

Like what?

I'm trying to help her, Rivka.

All you're going to 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

that didn't hurt her first.

Mostly.

She has these spells.

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

Cuss it all, Lil!

You can put an end to this.

I adjure 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, cease to

deceive this human creature.

I command you, in covenant with Abraham, in the names of

Jacob, Isaac, Moses, the all-powerful.

Why are you from this innocent soul?

We finished here?

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 Abe 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.

I like it.

You and me.

Fire and water.

I like it.

How was Ima's Shabbat dinner?

It was lovely.

How was fishing?

What?

Yesterday's catch.

Good news.

Yeah.

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

O Israel.

Fear not.

Okay.

Blessed be the Lord who formed you, O Jacob, and he

who created you, O Israel.

Fear not.

It's ridiculous.

Lily!

You alive?

We heard there was trouble.

Come. Sit.

I can't stay long.

I know. Please.

Sit.

Fresh off the boat from Cyprus.

No, I don't have the strength.

Come now.

You know what they say.

A mook are prevention.

There is no preventing the 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? He's a leader of

the Pharisees, and he ran away in terror.

One religious big shot's just as full of it as the next. I am in hell.

I'm sorry.

Please, just try.

I brought you something.

You didn't have to.

It's for your nephew.

Another one of your nephews.

Thank you.

Looks 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.

I'm out.

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 look like you're thirsty 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 performed for Quintus. You taught God's law.

Then 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 and 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 what I... Then leave it in your heart.

This is a serious engagement.

They expect an erudite teacher, not a doubting, 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.

Demons.

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 the 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, Rabbi. 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 standing? 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. Maybe 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.

Your last tribute was collected 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 saying 60% of penalties.

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

can't 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 silver.

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, Manuel.

I'm ruined.

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

vessel and property at... All right, all right. Sorry about that. What my brother

didn't mention was our arrangement with Quintus.

You have business with Quintus? Yeah.

My brother's dead 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, fishing didn't exactly go like I planned the other night.

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

Net after net after net. Empty.

I catch a breeze around the point and all of a sudden I know where the nets

are empty.

A merchant fleet.

Six boats across.

Netting everything.

What do you do?

I followed them.

But maybe I'd catch them sleeping, snatching

that darn cleanup, but it didn't work. Of course it didn't.

Desperate times, you know?

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

loaded up like clockwork.

Headcarts with mules ready to move.

So I sail home, dock up, and, you know, this sniveling Roman standing unsure.

I couldn't believe it. They never bother patrolling on Shabbat. No, no. 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

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

So... You offered to turn in fishermen?

No, not fishermen.

Merchants. And guess who walks up behind me?

Guess.

Tempest.

He's thorough, I guess.

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

It's 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. We?

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 if Quintus can verify their story. If those Hebrew sea rats

were lying, Quintus will have them killed and collect their tribute from

you.

So, did it work?

I'm sorry, Lilius.

Lilius?

What?

We should talk, huh?

Wait, wait.

Oh, what, huh?

He's going to scratch me, too.

Come on. Not now.

So, see... 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 problems.

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

Just give it to me.

Lilith, please listen to what I'm saying.

I said leave him.

That's not for you.

Don't touch me.

Lily.

Lily. Lily, are you okay?

I... I have to go.

This music.

This music.

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.