Apostle Peter and the Last Supper

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You know, I told him

This shelf smells

like a privy.

I will treat it as such.

Captain, reporting

with a new prisoner.

Signed by

the emperor.

Shut your mouth.

Looks like we've caught

quite a fish today.

Mystical insurrection

against the empire.

You, dirty old beggar?

Sir, he's of The Way.

Martinian, is it?

Yes, sir.

What way? Say what

you mean, guardsman.

He's a follower of the one

they call "Jesus the Christ. "

Jesus the Christ,

a religious fanatic.

Is that all we get

here these days?

Name?

What is his name?

Simon Peter of Galilee.

They call him

"the fisherman. "

He knew Jesus.

Enough!

Take him to the box.

Let him convert, relax.

Father,

thank you for this chance

to suffer for you.

Thy will be done.

When do you think

they will pass his sentence?

Do you really think

he knew this Jesus?

We should question him.

Maninian, you'd rather look

at some old fool than your wife?

Go home.

Calm yourself.

You'll be ne by yourself?

I think I can

handle watching a door.

Right, well,

I'll see you in the morning.

Is it you, Lord?

Ask your God

to save us.

Are you afraid

he'll deny you?

Am I to be judged silently

by an assassin's blade

in the night?

No...

that face has

never seen murder,

much less committed it.

I'm not supposed

to give you this.

So were you

a priest or a prophet?

I am a fisherman.

Lord Jesus,

thank you for this food,

bless it to my body

and body to your service.

Thank you

for my captors.

I pray for their hearts

to be open to you.

Amen.

So-

what is your price?

What?

What do you seek in

payment for this forbidden meal?

Just a-just a chat,

something to pass the hours.

Yeah right,

it's my wife, my Novella.

She's heard about these

Christians and their Way.

And your Messiah,

this Jesus,

she's insatiably

curious about him.

I've warned her

repeatedly to be careful,

but you know women,

or perhaps you don't.

Here I am with one of the most

famous Christians in my charge.

There's no harm to

ask him a few questions,

for her sake.

Ask, and it shall

be given to you;

seek,

and ye shall find.

What, did he say that?

Your God, your Jesus?

He said, "Come to me,

"all those who are weary

and heavy laden,

"and I will give you rest,

peace.

Do you want peace?

Don't get any ideas.

The gods are

good enough for me.

And what of

the life after this one?

Are you prepared

for that?

You really

think you could convert me

to living a life

of persecution?

No, to

living a life of hope

with an inheritance that can

never perish,

spoil, nor fade.

Is that so?

Do you care to make

a wager on that?

If you can convert me,

I'M set you free.

That wager would not

be fair for you.

Well, we will talk then,

and you will tell me

of your God,

and you will

meet your match, Simon Peter.

If that is your wish,

but I thought it was your

wife who was interested.

Processus.

Don't think you'll

get away with that easily.

I don't know what

you're talking about.

Fraternizing

with a prisoner.

It was merely

an interrogation.

On whose orders?

My own.

I should report this.

Are we to open

Pandora's Box

and report each

other's transgressions,

dear Processus?

Should I report

the gambling?

The women?

The missing wife?

The lightened coffers?

I was wondering when

you might grow a backbone.

Why is he so important

to you, anyway?

He's a famous man.

I've never met

a famous man.

I'm curious.

Don't get

too attached.

His sentence?

There's no reward

waiting for you in the Kingdom.

My master can free you

from this suffering

and provide great riches.

All you need do

is deny him,

as you did before.

That was long ago!

I have been forgiven.

Do not speak to me about your

temporary earthly riches.

I now have

everlasting riches

beyond anything

that you can provide.

Have you?

Has your Father

told you that.

My master

told me a secret.

Perhaps he will

tell you too,

when you meet him.

That I shall die

in 3 days?

Be gone, demon!

Three days,

Simon Peter,

three days,

and you're mine.

In the name of Jesus,

I cast you out!

Did you hear that?

A shriek in the cells?

What of it?

Well, perhaps

we should check.

Perhaps you

should relax.

Ah, that-

that's disgusting.

You'll get

used to it,

the screams,

the filth.

So what do you

think of the gods?

Ugh!

You are boring!

Is this what happens

when you marry?

What if they're right?

What if their one God

is greater than the Olympians?

So join them.

I have a cell

just your size ready.

No...

No, I will not endanger

my wife like that,

but still I'm troubled

with what we're doing.

They say these Christians

go quietly to their deaths.

Makes my job easier.

I mean, it's amazing

they get any converts at all.

What could this cult

possibly offer a man

for him to risk his

freedom and his life?

Who cares, as long as there's

coin in rounding them up?

Your heart is as

black as this place.

Thank you.

I will find out more.

I didn't see a thing.

Did you really know him?

The one they call

the King of the Jews?

You truly mean to hear

my story, don't you?

I do.

Did he really rise

from the dead?

The story

begins long before that day.

I have time.

Tell me everything.

You may have time;

however, I have but

3 days left to my life.

Who told you that?

How do you know that?

If the forces

that surround me frighten you,

then this is not

a tale for your ears.

I want to know,

I need to know.

Your one God, is he

greater than all the rest?

There

is only one true God.

But how do you know?

Jesus himself said,

"I am the way,

the truth, and the life.

No one comes to the

Father, but through me. "

He had power

over the storms,

made the lame walk

and the blind see.

He healed the lepers

and made the dead rise.

So you were friends

with this Jesus?

A prophet?

A living God?

What of us, if we're

to put you to death?

Peace.

I will tell you

of Jesus, our Lord.

First...

I knew him

as a man.

Brother

Hurry, Simon!

He called to us!

There, there,

I can see him,

I can see him!

Come on, brother!

Hurry up!

He is this way!

We have to get

home and tend to Mother!

There, Simon, hurry!

He is there!

Come on!

Andrew!

Andrew.

As I gazed upon him,

I was afraid-

not of him.

His presence was like

all the light and love

and goodness of the world.

for I knew at that moment

that my life would now

become about him.

But what was I,

a simple sherman,

strong enough

to face such a life?

You are Simon,

son of John.

You will be called Peter.

Tell me, brothers,

who do people say that I am?

There are those that say you

are John the Baptist or Elijah,

but mostly people

say you are a prophet,

but they don't

know for sure.

And what about you?

Who do you say I am?

You are the Christ,

the Son of the living God.

Then Jesus

walked with us to our home by the sea,

where my wife's

mother lay dying.

Her sickness was deep.

It was the kind

no remedy could cure,

but Jesus reached

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