Barabbas Page #2

That girl up there was always coming back

with strange ideas.

She's got her head full of them.

Well, it seems she's got something

to think about now, anyway.

-I don't like the look of it.

-Look of what? What's the matter?

The sky. The light's gone out of it.

I've never known it dark like this

in the middle of the day.

Get a light, for mercy's sake.

Something's wrong with my eyes.

I can't see.

Something's wrong.

Everything's black.

Black as death.

I knew there was something wrong

when I saw that light.

Tell me. Am I going blind?

Am I going blind?

What's happening?

You know what has happened.

Even the light has left us,

now that we've killed him.

Well, are you satisfied now?

He's dead.

Just the same as any other man.

-We've seen it. That's the end of it.

-He promised to come back.

We shall see that, too.

Only two days

and he'll be in the world again.

Look at his friends.

You think they believe it?

I tell you, you're mad. That's the end of it.

Not tomorrow, but the morning after.

How many days have I been here?

How many days have I been here?

Can't you hear me?

What's the matter with you?

What's the matter? Two days.

Two days.

Then today's the third day?

Two and one make three. What's so odd?

We'll see, then.

This is the morning of the third day.

Barabbas, where are you going?

Now you know it's true.

All I know is the tomb is empty.

-Who moved the stone?

-God moved it.

God himself? You saw him do it?

A power came from the sky.

It was when the sun was rising,

at the beginning of the day.

-First there was the music of a horn.

-Horn?

Then in the air there was an angel.

The whole sky seemed to dismantle.

It was white, it was fire.

It was white fire.

He stretched out his arm.

It seemed as long as a spear.

The point of the spear

went between the stone and the rock...

...and the stone rolled away.

If only you had been here sooner

and seen what I saw.

My eyes are good.

They see nothing but real things.

You have to believe this, Barabbas.

The Master was a man of truth,

and he said this would be so.

Did you see a prophet come

out of the tomb?

My eyes were so dazzled.

I think I must have covered them.

But when I could see again...

...a man and a woman were together

in the garden. Then the woman was alone.

And then she went quickly away.

And the man was the same man

they buried in there?

He was like a shadow.

The morning light was behind him.

But I'm sure it was he.

Shadows, light, that's about the truth of it.

Here's the truth of it:

Why do you think he should lie

about himself...

...when it meant he would be killed?

How do you know what he said?

The priests ought to know more

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