Mary Magdalene (Gli amici di Gesù - Maria Maddalena)

Mary Magdalene

Mary! Look at dirty again!

Let your workers to do it for you!

What's the difference, Joanna? Look at this, it's oil.

Mother! What happened?

Son, you're better than that! Where you've put your hands?

That Mary always does it!

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

It's just a little cut.

It's alright.

Amos!

Amos!

Amos!

Get out of my sight!

Amos, where are you going? Wait!

Why're you treating me so badly? What I've done? Tell me!

All right.

If you must know ... I divorce you.

Why?

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

I am a simple woman, but I love you.

That's not enough. I want children, I want an heir.

You're as bearer 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. Matellus was my father's land.

Remember the promises as you made him.

He was dying. How could he know he was selling me rotting goods.

You can't mean that ...

The scriber will be here to prepare the rite.

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've 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 do I go?

I pitty this woman. I should not abandon her.

The deeds, to my farmer, Telazor,

as long as you stay there, living modestly, and chastely, you'll receive his rents and dues.

Your birth place.

A pig stable for mine!

Ungrateful. You're ungrateful.

The rite will be served tomorrow.

You will regret this, how ever long it takes.

You'll see Mary, you'll make a new life for yourself in Telazor.

What life!? Here I was the mistress of the house.

Down there I will be less than a servant!

But you are still the same woman.

You still know how to take care of the land. And you can heal people.

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

And it'll become your home.

Mother!

Silvanus! Mary!

Magdala's is beautiful as ever.

We're long march ahead with no provisions,

So we've to swallow Amos' prices.

Help yourself. You can have it.

Free?

For the night your soldiers can stay by the river. I'll have a bed prepared for you.

Since when you've been so welcome into Romans?

These are my last orders as mistress of the house.

I'm leaving Magdala. Amos has divorced me.

Impossible! Why?

Welcome Silvanus. Amos.

A business call? Yes.

The usual terms.

We're staying. Set up camp.

Move 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'd help me and ...

And let you get your revenge.

You're a clever woman. I 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'll make a mess on you.

What is it Amos? You're afraid?

Joanna!

I hate the see you falled so low.

Why? Just because I found a man who wants me?

Goodbye, Samil. Take care of yourself.

Out! Out of my sight, whore, whore!

Keep your tongue, Amos! Or I will tear it out!

Forward, march! Let's go.

Silvanus, 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're they going?

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

Why do we have it. Do you know him?

No, but I 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?

Go home! Change your ways!

Get down.

and be baptized! glory the Messiah!

What else is he doing now? He's baptizing them.

What do you know about these things, Mary?

I'm a Jew too.

Then you'll help me.

Silvanus, 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're only a preacher.

And you've 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 is what you want to hear.

I did not choose this life.

My name is John, son of Zechariah. Why do not you stay here and pray with us?

Thank you. I've different plans. With the Roman?

He's rich and powerful.

Many of the people you see here, had wealth once. But they're 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, is giving them ideas.

He's a mystic. Harden, but harmless.

Then why does he draws such crowds?

Who? The cripple, 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.

Marcelus, put me some more wine. - Not too much.

What's wrong with you? Nothing.

Are you pregnant? I think so.

I thought you're barren, or was it just a lie, to trap me!

No, I thought so, too!

I suffered for years, thinking, I'd never be a mother.

That's the reason, why Amos divorced me.

Then come 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 don't really care what you're going to do with your bastard. We're going! Let's go.

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

Why you don't cheer up, or I shall send you back to Magdala.

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

Allow me to convey the heartfelt esteem, to tell you of, the great favor he's showed me ...

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

A shame she's his brother's wife.

Who's that?

That my dear, is his present wife: Princess of Nabathea.

An audience! The ambassador of Nabathea, demands an audience.

Declares it's an outrage, to his daughter, your wife.

He's divorcing a princess? Why not?

Wife? What wife?

The daughter of king Arethas, Lord of Nabathea, your allies.

I've forgotten.

My master, King Arethas, will hear of this.

And ... may took him!

Poor woman. She too is nothing but a possession!

Come down!

Silvanus! Don't move. The general has seen us.

Wait here! And don't call any trouble.

I am not your slave, Silvanus.

Who is 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 never have this again!

It's painful, I know, but soon you'll get used to it.

You will fall in love, you'll 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 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! Witch! "Only a mystic is he"! Harmless?!

So why's Harod Antipas thinking he's dangerous!

You're lying to me, don't you! Protecting him.

And now they're questioning 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?

You don't know what your place is, woman! That's your trouble!