The Silver Chalice Page #3

Do something.

This time I will escape, or I'll pull

the place down upon your head.

Will you give me my freedom?

This is your Last chance, I warn you.

Are you going to give me my freedom?

Answer me. Freedom.

Are you waiting for him to murder

your poor wife? Call the guard.

Guard! Guard! Guard!

Guard! Guard! Guard! Help!

Guard!

Guard. Help.

Helena.

Is it really you?

My poor dear Basil.

I couldn't believe it

when I was told you were a slave.

I'm glad the world

has been good to you, Helena.

I've seen most of it

since I Left here years ago.

I have a great deal to tell you.

Last night, I met Linus.

Where?

He was drinking with some Roman officers,

friends of mine.

He's going to have you killed.

Why? Is he plagued by the fear

that I still might claim my fortune?

Yes.

Be careful of strangers,

for they may be sent by Linus.

Stand back.

Stand back!

You can see for yourself

our slave has run away.

Head of mutton.

Wasting my time with your alarms.

Open up.

The hour is Late,

but if you wish to buy something-

I do.

You have a slave who is called Basil.

I thought you said

you wanted to buy something.

-I want to buy your slave.

-He's not for sale.

Not even for 50 Roman aurei?

Which is more than double

the amount you paid for him.

How do you know what we paid for him?

-I know more than you think I do.

-No.

If our slave is valuable to you,

then he is even more valuable to us.

Wait here.

The years have made you

addled in the head.

Let us take this man's gold.

But what will my Lord Linus do

when he finds we've sold Basil?

In the morning,

we shall go to the authorities...

...and tell them that a valuable slave

has run away...

...demanding aid of the Law

in finding him.

Then we shall have

both the money and the slave.

But hell ask me

to sign a document of sale.

Sign it.

Tomorrow,

we will denounce it as a forgery.

What a comfort to have

such a thoughtful wife.

There's a man to see you.

-Who is he?

-A stranger.

What does he want?

Slaves are not supposed

to ask questions.

I warn you,

keep strangers away from me.

You may go up now.

Here, take these to break his chains.

Who are you?

My name is Luke.

Who sent you here?

Linus?

No.

Here.

I've come to set you free.

Why?

Although you're a slave in chains,

your fame as an artist...

...as a worker in silver,

has reached Jerusalem.

-I have been sent to bring you there.

-What for?

I am bound to a measure of silence,

but this I can tell you.

There's a sacred Christian relic which

must be enshrined beautifully in silver...

...and given to the world

in all its holiness.

No man has ever been entrusted

with such a sublime task.

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