Samson and Delilah

Before the dawn of history,

Even since the first man

discovered his soul,

He has struggled against the forces

That sought to enslave him.

He saw the awful power of nature

rage against him

The evil eye of the lightning,

The terrifying voice of the thunder,

The shrieking, wind-filled darkness

Enslaving his mind

with shackles of fear.

Fear bred superstition,

blinding his reason.

He was ridden by a host of devil gods.

Human dignity perished

on the altar of idolatry.

And tyranny arose,

Grinding the human spirit

beneath the conqueror's heel.

But deep in man's heart still burned

The unquenchable will for freedom.

When this divine spark flames

in the soul of some mortal...

Whether priest or soldier,

Artist or patriot,

Lover or statesman...

His deeds have changed

the course of human events

And his name survives the ages.

In the village of Norah,

ln the land of Dan,

lived such a man.

ln him, the elements had fused

greatness and weakness,

strength and folly.

But with these, was a bold dream...

Liberty for his nation.

The man's name was Samson.

For 40 years,

the Philistines had held

his people in bondage.

l drove three score goats to Zorah

seeking for a wife

But her father said get more

or you'll lead a lonely life...

And he said,

When you return to Egypt,

See that you do all the wonders

which l have put in your hand.

And the Lord said unto Moses,

Get you up unto pharaoh

and bring forth my people out of Egypt.

Pharaoh ruled the Egyptians

As the Saran rules

the Philistines here...

And the Philistines rule us.

Saul, let him tell it.

Pharaoh said to Moses,

Who is this Lord?

l know him not.

Your people are my slaves,

and l will not let them go.

But they got away through the Red Sea.

And someday, we'll show the Saran

That stone can fly just as straight

as Philistine spears.

Saul, tell him what that slingshot's for.

Yes, tell him.

Guard your tongue, Saul.

Some thoughts must not be spoken.

May l fill my pitcher, Miriam?

We'll fill it together,

little Samaritan.

And the Lord spoke unto Moses

and to Aaron,

saying, when Pharaoh shall say unto you...

show a miracle for you...

then you shall...

you shall swallow your tongue, old goat.

Now, here's something

for you to learn...

Bow when a Philistine passes!

We are a conquered people.

We bow only to the invisible Lord.

Every Philistine is your Lord.

Bow!

Look, you scum of Dan,

Here's how to greet your masters.

Brave Philistines...

Showing your courage

against children and old men.

Well...

Here's a jug of Dante wine

we haven't tasted.

lf you come near Miriam,

Samson will crack your head

like a walnut.

Samson!

He saves his strength for the wenches!

The power of the Lord

is in Samson's arm,

And, one day, you shall feel it...

Croak in the mud, old frog.

Run! Get off the street!

Let the old mud turtle, yell for Samson!

Go on, Saul, throw it.

Aim for the big one.

No, Saul, no.

l'll stop one of them.

You will bring death to the village.

Samson is our warrior.

A leader...you? Ha.

Certainly, l know where you were.

Lesh Lakish told me.

You were brawling through

the streets of Timnath

with the Philistines.

Drinking and dice-throwing

with our enemies.

l was learning their ways.

You'd do better to learn the ways of the Lord.

Mm-mmm.

You're the best cook in Zorah, mother.

And you're the worst son.

You, the leader of Dan,

chosen judge of you're people.

And what would you do?

Marry a daughter of our enemies.

A Philistine's woman to be the mother

of Samson's children.

l ought to turn you over to my knees

the way I used to, and not so many years long ago.

Run along or your mother

will be tanning your hide too.

Yeah, that's the truth.

Now look what you've done.

Oh, you're a stubborn, witless ox.

l'm your son.

Oh, Samson, why can't you be like

our neighbors' sons...

Content to watch their fathers' flocks

And choose a wife from our own village?

Forbidden figs are sweeter.

But the sweetest figs grow

right in your own garden.

Morning to night,

Miriam's hands are never idle.

No cross words ever pass her lips.

You would harness this angel to her.

Stubborn, witless ox?

Oh, you're not all bad, Samson.

But your eyes always find

what they shouldn't.

Why, a wife like Miriam

would bring out the good in you.

A man must marry where

his heart leads him, little mother.

A man's heart can be blind, son.

Samson, Samson!

Some Philistine soldiers at the well.

Who this time, father?

The old storyteller.

The soldiers have gone,

the trouble's have passed.

Well the trouble with him isn't passed.

Tell Miriam what you just told me.

Now, Hazell.

You wait until you hear what

this find son of yours is about.

Go on. Tell her.

Go on.

This time, you must have

done something really terrible.

Miriam, you're further

above me than the moon.

But not as hard to reach.

Only stretch out your hand.

l don't want to hurt you, Miriam.

You're like a sparrow,

so gentle and...

That's a very gentle way of telling me

that you're in love with someone else?

You always see through people as...

if they were cobwebs.

l hear you saw a woman in Timnath.

Yes...

And l can't forget her.

lt is the same with me.

l can't forget you.

Miriam.

l'll always be here.

What did l tell you?

He wants to marry a Philistine.

Samson...

You would not bring this shame upon us.

There's no shame in marriage, father.

To a Philistine woman?

Father, Semadar pleases me.

Go to Tubal of Timnath

And say l will take

his daughter to wife.

The law forbids it.

A Philistine law?

Samson.

Oh, Samson, what will come to you

on the road you're traveling?

A golden-haired wife, little mother,

Who won't beat me with wooden spoons.

Ohh...oh, Samson, Samson,

You're blind.

You turn away from Mirian,

From everything that's good

in your life!

Just because he's seen a woman

at Timnath...

A woman in silks and jewels.

Ohh...

Magnificent.

Ooh, Your rich gifts

Rob me of words, Ahtur.

They'll rob you of a daughter, Tubal,

And enrich me with a wife.

The military governor of Dan

does my house great honor.

Semadar is a fit mate for a soldier.

Now here's a new weave

from the looms of Gaza.

They call it gauze.

Oh, beautiful...

Beautiful!

Take it over to the light.

Semadar.

Semada...

- But you haven't even shown...

- She can throws the javelin...

like the goddess Dictynna.

l'm taking her with me

on the Saran's lion hunt...

With your permission.

Oh, yes, of...of course, of course.

You know, l have another daughter...

Semadar's younger sister.

Oh, unbelievable beauty.

That's a good throw.

But the lion's heart's at the other end.

Have you lost your senses?

The whole hunting party will be here!

The Saran himself is coming from Gaza.

I know, I came to help him kill the lion.

You'd rather help the lion

kill the Saran.

Not until he gives us permission

for our marriage.

Our marriage?

You have lost your senses.

And my heart.

You've whispered that

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