The Apostle Peter: Redemption Page #3

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Alms for the poor.

Alms for the poor.

Sir, can you help the poor?

- I do not have any silver

- or gold for you.

Please, sir, take pity.

My brother is crippled,

and he cannot walk.

I'll give you what I have.

In the name of Jesus Christ

the Nazarene, get up and walk.

That is incredible.

That was not me.

That was the Holy Spirit

working through me.

You are so blessed

to have spent time with him.

Yes, I was,

and I am blessed

by your visits as well.

You better go now.

You must rest.

Oh.

Rest will make you

strong again.

Rest and the healing power

of the word.

Bless you.

Hello.

Divide it equally.

Why is it that you hate me?

I do not hate you.

I am angry at you

- to a great man like Peter.

- For what you have done

No, you are mistaken.

Nero is a great man.

This Peter, he's a foolish

old storyteller.

You have been gone from Rome

too long.

Our Emperor is a vicious man

who loves no one but himself.

At times, he acts as if

he is a god.

He climbed to power

on the murder of his mother

and his first wife.

He is the most dangerous man

in the civilized world.

How do you know this?

I am a servant of his wife.

I hear everything

that happens in the palace.

No, I don't believe you.

In fact,

I might suspect that you are

a Christian yourself.

- I could have you arrested.

- Go ahead.

I am a Christian.

But know this,

nothing about who I am

changes who Nero is.

Susanna,

your secret is safe with me.

Honor, Heronius has replied.

He looks forward to your games

and will bring five chariots

to compete in your races.

Honor?

Ah! Theodus,

the festival is upon us.

I think I need to do something

- to increase the pressure

- on the Christians.

I'm sorry?

I think I'm going to start

executing some of them.

Not too many. Just a few,

as an example to the rest.

- But it's got to be

- something...

- What do you think

- of wild dogs?

- But, Honor, Rome has not done

- anything...

Theodus, I am Rome.

Rome will do as I wish.

These Christians,

- and dangerous cult.

- They are an extreme

They are a threat to Rome.

- Now, leave me

- while I think on this.

Wait.

- Do you think the palace

- is too dark?

Too dark, Honor?

At night.

Do you think it's too dark?

Trying to find a way

in my gardens,

to create some light

so I can see the beauty

I've created.

I think...

Yes.

- I think we should start

- burning

Some of the Christians,

so I can have some light

for my garden.

Burning Christians?

- But, Honor,

- Theodus.

- They are just people who...

Just a few.

At night.

For the light.

Theodus, go now

and make it so.

It's looking better.

Jesus said to me,

"Peter, you are the rock,

"a rock on which I shall

build my church."

And yet, what have I done

to his flock?

I failed them,

and I failed him.

That is not true.

You bring inspiration,

even while you're here.

You give hope

to me,

to others,

through your stories

and through your faith.

"And a little child

shall lead them."

Thank you.

Thank you.

You must go now.

And if you can, bring me

some parchment.

I need to write.

Of course.

Susanna.

How is Peter today?

He is sad

because of the pain

that he brings to the others.

I have never seen a faith

such as his.

He is old and weak,

yet somehow the stories

he tells, they give him...

- -Strength.

- -Yes.

I have seen no evidence

that he, nor any of them,

are any threat to Rome.

- In fact, I would say

- the opposite.

If all men were to speak

and act as he does,

- I believe Rome would be

- a better place.

Faith is a strange thing.

It inspires even

to open their eyes,

the most hardened

lift their hearts to do

the right thing,

even to love.

I must attend to my duties.

Ah!

- -I brought you a new cloak.

- -Oh...

You must leave

before the guards return.

There is little time.

- To save yourself.

- This is your chance

Abba,

Father,

all things are possible

for you.

Please take this cup from me.

And nevertheless,

not what I will,

but what you will.

I cannot.

What? But you are

too important to die.

What will become of us

if you are gone?

This is the road I must walk.

You were in prison once before

and escaped.

I have heard stories.

And the stories are true.

When I escaped

from Herod's imprisonment,

it was not an act of man

or of woman.

It was an act of God.

I was chained between

two guards,

and the Lord sent an angel

who freed me and opened

the gate and let me out.

It was not I that escaped.

It was God making manifest

His will.

Besides, I have seen

those looks

that you exchange

with Captain Martinian.

Now, if I were to escape

can you imagine

- to these poor jailers?

- What Nero would do

No, my child,

I will put my trust

in the Lord, as should you.

So, my dear,

nothing to report?

- Of my husband.

- No, mistress, nothing.

Things are not well

between us.

I'm afraid he's having

another affair.

I do not know

what I'm going to do.

I'm so sorry, mistress.

He has not spoken

or bothered you?

No, mistress.

Good.

Good.

Last night on the balcony

very emotional.

I noticed you were

Was that prompted

by the music,

or perhaps by the fate

of your fellow believers?

Mistress?

Come, come.

- You're one of them.

- We both know

Friends cannot keep secrets

from one another.

I used to see you praying

all the time.

- After all,

- it was never illegal

To be a Christian in Rome.

That is, until recently.

It is safe here, speak openly.

I do not know what to say.

Have you committed any crime?

No. No, mistress.

Then speak.

No harm will come to you.

- Yes, mistress.

- Yes, what?

Yes, I was upset

at the burning.

Of course you were.

What a horrid affair.

I know not why

my husband's taken

- with such hatred

- towards you people.

Prison, torture.

Mistress?

Speak.

- Do you think you could speak

- with him?

The Emperor, I mean.

Ask him to reconsider

about the old man?

About Peter.

Why, yes, my dear.

Let me find the right moment

to ply his ear.

Have you lost your mind?

What are you talking about?

With Peter, trying to aid

in his escape.

- Processus was just

- down the hall.

He heard everything.

- You're lucky

- he came to me first.

Why doesn't he turn me in?

Because he is my friend,

perhaps my only friend.

That is no reason.

Because he knows

how I feel towards you.

Martinian, please,

I cannot let him die in there.

I understand,

- to be done.

- But there is nothing

What is it?

I spoke to POPPAEA.

Why?

I believe I can trust her.

What if she turns you in?

I am sorry,

but I had to do something.

I must return.

Tiberius.

Captain Martinian.

You care about

these prisoners.

You presume too much, old man.

Oh, I have lived

a long enough life

to recognize concern

when I see it.

And how do you know it is

and not for my duties?

For these prisoners

I was once a young man.

- You were with

- Jesus of Nazareth.

I do not know the man.

- I'm sure that I saw you

- with him.

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