Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Three years.
. . .for they know not what they do. "
Jailer!
My gods will not help me. Your God will not help you.
And when you do, bring your friends, your wives.
As a reward to you for your great victory. . .
Two people were condemned with me, my mother and sister. . .
Come into my tent and refresh yourself.
In the name of all the gods, what do the lives of a few Jews mean to you?
And if you should find. . .?
No, not all.
You must not go to her, dear son.
If only men were this good.
Yes, but not swift enough to defeat you.
Hurry up with that resin. Get some more ammunition.
You saw them?
Go back to what?
Look for them. . .
Wait.
-Consul here? -Quintus Arrius, the younger tribune.
Tie his hands.
. . .afraid of what would happen to you.
I crown their god.
I hope yours will not be too difficult.
You should have been less loyal.
. . .was chosen to rule the world.
. . .you ask how to fight an idea.
Normal speed!
Simonides has brought gifts, as usual.
The door.
When?
No further.
Into Your hands I commit my life. Do with me as You will.
Your legions.
Yes, Judah, yes.
. . .for they shall be called the children of God. "
... to bring them salvation and perfect freedom.
No! No!
And then there's religion. I tell you, they're drunk with religion.
If it is the governor's pleasure, the wreath of office.
You've been too long away from Rome.
-Ship ready, consul. -Strike oars.
You love him, Esther.
Miriam.
Come, do not be afraid. Come.
In the prison.
Let us not haggle. Let us be fair.
It's still on my finger.
Tirus?
I was saying:
. . .where is the courage that made Rome master of the world?
Tirzah.
. . .for they shall obtain mercy.
Trial? Whose trial?
If there can be such a thing in this forsaken land.
-In blood? -Yes, in blood!
We know you have good horses, but who is your driver?
How can this be?
The race. . . .
Oh, Judah.
-Master, the caravan from Antioch. -Yes, Amrah, I saw.
Wait.
I am not a bride.
Stand back!
Other countries have armies, fine armies. I know, I fought them.
. . .to drive their team to victory over Messala.
I'm going to need help.
Please.
He is a merchant, well-thought-of in Antioch.
The Prince of Hur.
Since then, I have been his tongue. . .
Is Judah well?
What has he done?
What is his name?
Why do you ask?
Not grim.
If I were not a bride. . .
You all know him as the finest charioteer in Rome.
This tearing.
I must.
God. . .
I've seen Rome. It's no accident that one small village on the Tiber. . .
You could be that man, the one. . .
...each to return to his place of birth...
-Is Tirzah married? -No.
Most of the men agree with me.
What has He done to merit this?
I see no delegation from the city.
I've never seen anything like this before. It's beautiful!
He will come. He will--
Most? Not all?
Permit us to worship.
I thought they'd never love another as they love me.
Judah, no.
You have come back to us like a returning faith.
-If he says they're dead-- -Messala will wish they were living.
Rome has said she is ready to join your life to hers in a great future.
You seem to be now the very thing you set out to destroy. . .
Let me tell you what happened. It was an accident.
Do not pity me, Master Judah.
Aisle one, face right!
To shine out for your people and my people together. . .