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General Tariq should be ordered to burn down every Israelite village.
Every village that makes payment to our treasury? This isn't war.
Samson doesn't lead an army.
Not even his own people.
- He fights us alone. - He must be stopped.
The dignity of your throne is at stake here.
Do not mistake my throne for your pride.
Consider this:
A farmer's field, Israelite or Philistine, is more than just a crop.
It's a life's work, a child's future.
We will send an emissary to these men of Judah.
Giving us Samson is a small price to pay for leaving their fields untouched.
But he's one of them. Why should they betray him?
It is a foolish man who cannot be made afraid.
And these men we treat with are not foolish.
Samson.
Amrok?
They are dead.
They're all dead.
They came from Gaza.
We were surrounded. Trapped.
There was no time to run.
The laborers were killed.
They took your wife, beat her. Father too.
They left me for dead.
There was nothing I could do, Samson. Nothing.
I can still hear him laughing, their leader. I mean, laughing and laughing.
Amrok, who? Who was their leader?
The laugh. The scar.
His name is Mahal.
Was it my fault, Samson? Was it?
- No. - I brought you in.
I begged for the marriage.
I loved her, Amrok. The fault was not yours.
The innocent are punished for my sins.
Come with me. I am going home.
- No. - Amrok.
Go, my brother.
Go.
And so Samson returned to the land of the Israelites.
To a people confused and angry with him...
... for having stirred the wrath of the Philistines.
To a people no longer seeking rebellion...
... but willing subjects of the Philistines...
... and of their own fears.
Let me pass.
What is it? Have I done you harm? Why are you doing this?
We will not lose our lives, our homes, our crops...
... at the altar of your anger.
Then take me. Have done with it.
You, you or you, come, take me. Take hold of me. Bind me.
I have not changed. You have changed.
Yes, I want vengeance for the betrayals that were done to me...
... and I will have it.
But you would betray me for fear of what might happen to you.
Once you asked me to lead you into what I believed would be...
... madness and slaughter. Well, now I believe it more.
But I will go.
You'll hear no more of me.
Out of my anger and my hate...
... I'll try and find a peace with God.
Thus did Samson return to his home...
... hiding in his heart the revenge which one day he would wreak.
And the hand of God brought him back...
... just as the life of his father, Manoah, was drawing to a close.
My son.
I'm here, Father.
I have loved you...
... since before.
- I know, Father. I know. - Since before and always.
It does not end.
Give to your people...
... to God.
Reach out.
You have the gifts.
Share them.
It is your destiny.
It does not end.
Remember. It...
He is dead.
Even at the death of his father, Samson did not weep.
Though in time, his tears would be shed for all the people of Israel.
In the days that followed, Samson set aside his revenge...
... and worked only for the good of the Israelites.
And he became a judge of his people. Wise, good, helpful.
In every way the son his father had wished and prayed for.
You'll stay with us?
My father, as he died, said...
... if I stay with my people...
... the Philistines will not attack us.
They threaten to burn the crops.
And cut off their own supplies? No, empty threats.
Would they rally our people against them, provoke war?
No.
I am here now.
Until the wheel turns again...
... I have come home.
What is strength?
A stone, which nature formed, is now just dust.
Yet what has changed?
The greater strength is to do as God asks of you.
Faith, that is real strength.
To bend your will to God's, that takes courage, that takes strength.
My son has many friends and admirers.
I wish I could count myself among them.
When you forbade him to capture Samson...
... you took from him the prize with which he hoped to win you.
Samson has not gone. He's stepped back, the better to leap forward.
They say he teaches. They say he's plowing the fields.
And I say he's not gone away.
My son prepares. He's right.
Perhaps I should admire him for that.
All God asks of us is that we do his will.
For more than half my life, I did not hear him.
Until I began to realize that his voice...
... speaks to the heart of man as well as the mind.
His generosity and love...
... may sometimes seem difficult to understand...
... but it is always present.
Samson led his people as a judge...
... yet in his heart...
... the dark desires of man still sought to hold sway over him.
The desires of the flesh...
... and the flame of revenge had not been quenched.
During all the time of peace...
... when he stayed with his people, two flames burned low in him...
... but were never extinguished:
The flame of lust and the fire of revenge.
Please think again. There must be something I can do...
... to help you change your mind. - No, I'm certain, Ira.
My mind is made up.
When a man is thirsty, so must he drink.
My need is as strong as thirst.
But God has bound you to himself. You cannot leave him now.
I do not leave him. I ask him only to come with me for a while.
- No. - Yes.
I've decided.
- God decides. - I decide.
Then you have abandoned him already.
Please...
... stay. - I cannot.
I fear for you.
You, my only child, whom I've prayed for every hour of my life.
Mother...
... I am leaving, but will always be with you in my heart.
Then may the Lord protect you.
Goodbye, my son.
Go. Quickly.
Samson.
Samson, where are you going?
Where are you going?
- To Gaza. - Gaza? But you can't.
- I must. I have an appointment there. - No, Samson.
She's gone. It's over. Put revenge behind you. It is finished.
- It is never finished. - They will kill you.
If that is my destiny...
... then so be it.
Come back.
Come back to us.
Out of my way.
You should have heard them screaming.
Scream, Philistine.
For all eternity.
I am the instrument of the Lord!
General Tariq.
General Tariq. General Tariq.
- On your feet, boy. - Samson.
- Samson, he's... - Now take a deep breath.
- You tell me like a soldier. - Samson.
He's been here. He's murdered a soldier, Mahal.
The officer with the scar.
- Has he been apprehended? - No, he escaped. The city gates...
- They were still open? By all the gods... - No. They were closed and barred.
- But they... - Well, out with it, boy.
- Well, the city gates, they... - Yes, yes.
They are torn off. They're gone.
Firstly, cut out the tongue of anyone spreading this story beyond the city limits.
I don't want them laughing at us all the way to Ramah.
Then we send our whole army into Israelite territories...
... not just the borderlands. We should burn them all, Father.
Commander.
Withdraw the whole army from Israelite territories.
And the borderlands too.
- Order it back here to Gaza. - Father.
Continue, commander.
If we attack, the Israelites will simply disperse.
Let them form an army, attack us.
I will meet them in the field and I will destroy them all...
... in open battle. - And Samson?
He must not be allowed to lead a rebel army.
Without him, we will defeat them.
With him at their head...
We must find a way to prevent that.
They say their god gives him his strength.
I'm just a simple soldier, Majesty, not a priest.
Your plan hardly indicates a military cast of mind.
A soldier can only deal with what he knows.
And what we know of Samson is he prefers our women to his own.
The allure of strange flesh...
... is strong within him. - This scheme is preposterous.
What certainty do you have that this Samson will take the bait you offer?
- Wouldn't you, if she was offered to you? - What are we, panderers?
This is no way to neutralize an enemy.
There is no general on this earth could devise a better plan to lay his enemy low...
... than to capture him by that part of his body in which he is the weakest.
The fish will take the bait.
But will the bait agree to the fish?
In fishing, there's only one certainty:
You can never be sure of your catch.
There's always the danger that the fish may escape with the bait.
Is that not so, general?
Very well, agreed.
Delilah?
I'll be proud to serve my people.
- In return for a financial consideration. - Yes.
Your loyalty to the throne is measured in silver.
I'm offended, but not surprised.
How much?
Eleven hundred pieces of silver...
... from everyone in this chamber.
Agreed.
Let us proceed with all haste.
Promise me, general, never to devise a scheme that puts me in that one's bed.
Careful, madam. You speak treason.
No. I speak as a woman.
A woman now of independent means.
Well, a girl must look to her future.
A future wealthy enough to escape when the old king dies?
- Exactly. - And Samson?
Would it be treason to tell you I'm excited by the prospect...
... as a woman?
Would it be treason to tell you...
... I'm excited by your excitement, as a man?
Tell me...
... have you ever wondered what it would be like, you and me, together?
Several times.
I mean, several times each day...
... and each night.
Let's hope Samson provides the same service.
Come home to us, Samson.
Have you not quenched the fires within you?
Soon now. Soon I will come home.
Revenge is not the only cold dish on which I have supped.
So tell me news of our people.
They plan rebellion.
- Who does? - Jehiel. Amram.
Since you left, the only way they can advance themselves...
... is to lead our men into war. - They should be stopped.
- Naomi supports them in this? - Surely.
And what of my mother?
Age is her only enemy now.
Age is no enemy.
It brings a courage and a wisdom like no other.
The courage to face God.
Samson, nothing will stop them taking arms.
Not even you.
But if you would come back now...
... lead them, then maybe... - No, my friend.
No.
Rebellion will make martyrs, but will not bring victory.
A generation will die...
... on Philistine swords. - Lf you are not there to lead them.
The Lord God of Israel calls you, Samson.
- Why do you not hear him? - He gave me my strength.
- He gave me water when I was thirsty. - Well, surely that's enough...
But he has never told me how to destroy the Philistines.
He has never told me to join in this march to certain death.
It's hard to hear someone's voice...
... when your back is turned to him.
If I came back, it would be to stop them.
I could prevent them, show them their foolishness.
Then do it, Samson.
Save them from themselves.
I beg you.
But though I begged, he did not hear me.
A voice greater than mine drew him towards his destiny.
They said there were fish in the river.
But not one that walks.
Samson.
- Who are you? - Who would you like me to be?
Samson.
That means "the son of the sun, " doesn't it?
Yes.
I prefer the dark.
Looking up at the stars...
... where everything is written.
Perhaps you don't believe in that.
At this moment, here, now...
... I believe in the woman beside me.
You and I are supposed to be enemies.
But I don't see that written in the stars.
So therefore it cannot be so.
You are cousin to the king?
So they say.
And you?
- You are the chosen of your god. - So they say.
Chosen for what?
To lead your people?
To lead them away from foolishness, perhaps.
And why do you not do so?
Because I choose you.
- Are you tired? - No.
Good.
Do you want to sleep?
No, do you?
No.
Chosen one.
I chose you too.
This is beautiful.
You see, we're also a simple people. We love our childish games.
We have lives and loves.
We laugh and play.
Wait here.
Where does your strength come from, Samson?
Like all strength, it comes from within.
What could one do to make you powerless in their arms?
- To make me weak like other men? - Yes. What?
Even if I told you, you wouldn't believe me.
Oh, I love secrets.
Why would I give up my strength?
- It's all I have. - Except for me.
I want you powerless in my arms.
- You'd tell no one? - Who would I tell?
All right, if I were tied with seven new bowstrings...
... I would lose all my strength.
Seven new bowstrings?
And thus did Delilah begin to seek for the secret of his very soul.
And as the Philistines waited for him to be delivered to them...
... there was a man among them who doubted, perhaps...
... the wisdom of his own plan.
Seven new bowstrings.
Tell me.
In the innocence of his love...
... beguiled, lost in Delilah and in their lovers ' games...
... Samson did not see danger.
Samson. Samson, the soldiers.
The first test, he kept his pact with God.
- Why do men always lie? - What?
Samson. Samson, soldiers.
Soldiers, Samson.
You do not love me, Samson.
Yes.
More than reason itself.
And did Delilah herself begin to doubt?
Was the sign of his faith also the sign of her true love for him?
For nine days and nine nights they were as one.
Samson fell beneath her spell.
It was beyond lust. He loved her truly, as a man loves a woman.
Her flesh, yes...
... but her heart, her soul, her every breath.
And blinded by that love, he forgot his mission.
Tell me.
You know already.
Tell me.
Bind me with your arms and love.
- What's the matter? - Nothing.
Delilah, tell me.
What do you think? You keep lying to me.
They're games. They're not lies.
So why not the truth?
Because you are not of my people.
And I've never told anyone.
I'm not of your people?
I am you.
We're one.
The rest is nothing.
Even my own have betrayed me.
And you think I will too?
I, who've given you my life, am giving you my life.
Do you doubt my love?
No.
- Do you doubt me? - No.
Of course you do.
I cannot give up my only gift.
Your gift?
Do you think I really want you weakened?
Powerless?
I love you...
... the man that you are.
Why would I want to change you?
These...
These are games we've been playing.
If I told you the truth, you could not test me.
- I would not. - To test me is to destroy me.
- I understand. - You could not.
No games with the truth.
None then. None ever.
You're so beautiful.
No more tests.
Just love.
The proof of love.
I cannot be betrayed in this.
I give you my word.
We are as one.
As one.
Why have you been crying, my only love? Have you not slept?
- I've been watching over you. - And you were sad?
My heart...
... is heavier than all the iron in our land. - Why?
While you were sleeping, I held the power of life or death in my hands.
The life or death of the man you love?
But you did not cut.
No. I did not.
- But now... - Now?
Now I must.
Put that away.
When power is given, how can it not be used?
Because love is stronger still.
Oh, yes.
Love.
Take him!
Remember me, Israelite?
Where is your strength now, savior of Israel?
And where is your god?
Cut!
Bring him out!
Delilah!
- Delilah! - No!
No!
My son.
Enjoy yourself, Israelite!
You have forsaken me?
Look.
It is there.
The sign.
- Praise the Lord. - Now we can begin.
The time has come.
The time is now!
We shall no longer bow our heads!
We shall no longer bend our knees...
... to the Philistines and their images of gods.
Our seeds shall multiply...
... and flourish in freedom.
And we shall come to know...
... how they walked as free men.
Lord, forgive Samson.
Stay by his side. Please stay by his side.
Do not abandon him now.
Please, Lord, help him.
Please.
Now it shall begin.
We shall take off the yoke...
... of the unclean!
No, I beg you.
I beg you, stop!
- It is the will of God. - No. No, it is the will of men.
Silence!
The Lord is with us!
We shall be cloaked in divine armor.
For Gaza!
Where is he?
Disturbed from my sleep for that...
That piece of... Move your feet.
You maggot-ridden vermins.
On your feet, Israelite.
On your feet.
Up. Up!
Yes.
There's somebody to see you.
And if you know what's good for you...
Move!
Behave yourself.
Up the steps. Come.
Sit him down.
Now lay him down.
Wait outside.
Drink.
Who are you?
Your enemy.
Do not be afraid.
I cannot restore his sight.
- But you can ease the pain? - Yes.
Then use all your skill.
Tell me about your god, Samson.
He is the one God, the true God.
- And he has brought you to this? - Yes.
Then he is a harsh god.
I have been a great sinner.
You think he punishes you?
I know it.
Then how do you make amends?
I pray for the courage to repent.
I will speak to the jailer.
I will see to it that you are treated better.
Will you speak to them of the other prisoners also?
That I cannot do.
Then neither must you speak to them of me.
You are stubborn.
And proud, yes.
But no longer vain.
Why did you come?
To see you.
To learn.
And to tell you that tomorrow...
... I will lead our army against your Israelites...
... and I will win.
I will surely win.
Yes, I know.
You know?
How do you know?
I see it...
... as I see into your heart.
I am the first general of the Philistines...
... your enemy, Samson, and I have no heart.
You are not my enemy.
At last I understand...
... how I have filled that role myself.
Thousands of them. Cavalry, chariots.
Old Tariq's commanding them.
The Israelites are for it now.
They won't stand a chance.
You! Get away from there!
Get down! Get down!
Go on. Get away from there, all of you. Get back!
The Philistines!
Strike fear, O God, in their hearts!
Scatter them!
What is this place?
We are above a valley.
At this end is our Philistine army...
... and at the other... - The Israelites.
- Yes. - With weapons of bronze...
... and foolish generals and empty certainties.
A soldier of mine who spoke those words would lose his head as a traitor.
The truth betrays no one.
Was this really necessary?
Does it not amuse you, general?
No.
I thought you were a man of wit and humor.
I thought you were a prince of dignity.
The only pity is that he cannot see his people meet their destiny with death.
The Israelites are coming forward now. They advance.
In moments, our own army will step out to meet them.
Soon now.
- Soon. - The Philistines hold their position?
Yes.
General Tariq, give the order to attack.
Scatter them!
There. A signal has been fired. Now.
What? Tell me.
The Philistine foot soldiers in the center...
... they are retreating.
- Retreating? - General, forbid your men from retreating.
- They obey my orders. - What kind of soldiers are they?
- Skilled in the tactics of war. - They are pulling back.
No.
No, they are leading the Israelite lambs...
... to my slaughterhouse.
I hate an incompetent enemy.
They make me less.
Less?
They turn a general into a butcher.
- Charge! - Charge!
Our foot soldiers have stopped retreating.
The cavalry detachments on each flank are advancing.
The bowmen are ready.
The trap is sprung. They stumble into it.
Amram.
Tell him.
Now the chariots swing round.
They ride them down.
Their lines are broken.
They are broken.
- Where are you going? - The battle's over.
God, forgive my people.
- Don't you want to watch? - No, Your Highness.
Like watching the ocean tide come in...
... it is inevitable, but dull.
Magnificent, general. This is your victory.
A tide is a tide, Your Highness...
... even when it's measured in blood.
Samson.
- Samson. - Jehiel? Jehiel.
Samson. No!
Bravely done, Your Highness.
Bravely done.
It pleases the people.
But did it please our gods?
It was a great victory, my old friend.
Yes, Majesty. A great victory.
Go on!
Get up!
When his eyes were taken...
... your beauty was taken from him too.
Now you're the same to him as any other woman.
And thus, in his suffering...
... did the faith of Samson begin to grow.
How could God's design be fulfilled...
... by a powerless blind man chained to a wheel?
The mystery of God's plan could be seen by no one.
Except, perhaps...
... the one man who could see nothing else.
Even as the Philistines rejoiced...
... there was still one who knew that the shadow of doubt...
... can darken man 's brightest day.
In all of Gaza, the one who had doubted...
... began to wonder if he too was part of the instrument...
... of God's unknowable design.
Quickly, now.
Quickly!
Go on.
Samson.
Yoram?
It's not much, but the lamb is good.
- How did you get... ? - I found work here.
Drink.
God is good.
A beard.
You're a man, Yoram. No longer the child I used to know.
And one day I'll be old. Drink. Eat.
- My mother? - Living.
- And Naomi? - Here, in Gaza.
She's here?
She's mad. The danger.
Ira is dead.
His sons, killed in the battle.
He lived a few weeks, and died with God's name on his lips.
Ira.
He kept showing me the way, and I kept looking elsewhere.
All right. Finish now. Come on.
- Eat and remember what he taught us: - Up. Up.
God's hand writes straight even when the lines are crooked.
Come on. Come on. Come on, up!
God is my strength. God is my strength. God is my...
Your Highness?
- What do you want? - Someone wishes to see you.
A woman.
An Israelite woman.
- How much did she bribe you? - Your Highness.
Fetch her.
Leave us.
Who are you?
Just a woman.
Well...
... what do you want?
I want you to help me to see someone.
You do, do you?
And who might that be?
Samson.
Just a woman.
This will be a feast to remember, my faithful friends.
Majesty, to make the celebrations complete, could you not order Samson...
... be brought down and displayed? - You are cruel, Delilah.
The savior of Israel, Samson, brought here in chains?
- What do you think, my old friend? - Well, surely...
... if Delilah wishes, Majesty.
The weakness of beautiful women...
... is that they become soft because men can deny them nothing.
Surely, Delilah, above all...
... deserves to be rewarded.
Rewarded, yes.
And consoled, eh?
So it shall be.
God is my strength. God is my strength.
Why did you ask for Samson to be brought here?
- To entertain his captors. - Has he not suffered enough?
All the world's a wheel, commander.
- You taught me that once. - I did?
And when was that?
Before I knew the pain of feeling.
You did not want him here just for display.
No.
Then what?
Because even though I sold him, he's still mine.
Is he?
Samson.
I have sinned against him.
Every law, every commandment.
How can he forgive me?
The mercy of God is infinite.
And his punishment severe.
You've looked all your life, Samson, for a sign.
And never knew that the need to search...
... was itself the sign.
But now?
Now everything is dark.
And within the darkness...
... I see the Lord.
The only world I see now belongs to God.
Oh, Samson.
Yes.
On your feet, Israelite. Boy, help him.
Out of the way there. Come on. Get back.
Move. Move for the savior of Israel.
The savior of Israel.
- Are you his woman? - I thought you were.
No.
I'm the woman he trusted.
When he looked into my eyes, I was the last he saw.
You hated him so much?
They paid me well.
You hated him so much?
He'd become too dangerous.
You hated him...
... so much.
No. I loved him too well.
Yet still you brought him down.
Yes.
That's enough.
This is not love.
And you?
Do you love him?
Since I first knew him.
And he loved you?
Come. I'll make a bargain with you.
Come. A very small bargain.
So everything is ready?
Good.
Yoram, where are we?
- Where are they taking me? - To the pillars.
- Yoram. - I'm here.
I'm here.
Now go.
Yoram, know that I have loved you.
- But I can stay. - Go.
- Go quickly. - Samson.
Go quickly.
Go to him.
Samson.
Naomi?
Naomi.
Samson.
- Take her with you, Yoram. Take her. - No. Not yet.
Give us a few moments. For all the years.
Yes.
A few moments.
And when I tell you to go, you will leave at once, out of the temple, out of the city.
- Yes, yes. What is it, Samson? - Do you swear, both of you?
- Yes. I swear. - Yes, I swear.
Here I am.
Beside me, where you've always been.
And now my body wears chains that have always been around my heart.
And yet I see you as you are. Free.
It is they who are enslaved.
They will all die.
What?
All men must die.
Only the hour is unknown.
Will you kiss me farewell, Samson?
- Naomi, do not torture me. - Please.
With the mark of your kiss...
... I will always be blessed.
Dry your tears, woman.
It has taken me a lifetime to understand God is the God of forgiveness.
Now.
Leave me now.
It is over.
Boy...
... I want you to do something for me.
Leave the temple. Ride away from Gaza.
- General? - Do as I say, boy.
Ride like the wind.
- Yes, commander. - Hurry.
- In which direction, general? - West.
- To the sea? - Yes.
And then?
Submerge yourself in the water.
Then ride back.
Go.
Now, O God of Israel...
... grant me that for which I was born.
There is Samson, hero of the mighty Israelites...
... come to worship at the altar of our gods, whom you defied.
Grant me the strength again just once...
... O God.
Forgive Samson, God of Israel.
Kill him!
My son. My son. You knew.
You knew!
Forgive my son, O God of Israel.
With me die the Philistines.
Run for your life!
At last, O God of Israel!
And thus did Samson return to the land of Israel.
Thus did my friend, the son of Mara and Manoah...
... judge of his people, return to his home...
... passing on the way the very well where the stranger had foretold his birth.
The will of God had been fulfilled...
... and the faith which in his life he had sought...
... was now finally and certainly found.
It was not the least of his gifts to me.
To all things, there is a purpose.
It was through the Philistine woman, Delilah...
... that Samson finally came to the faith...
... which began the liberation that the Lord God of Israel had promised.
He will not be forgotten.
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