Joseph and His Brethren (1961) - full transcript
A brother is cast out from his family, sold in to slavery and then returns years later as a man of power - but shows forgiveness and compassion to his family through the strength of character given to him by God.
♪ [MUSIC]
Narrator: JACOB LOVED JOSEPH MORE THAN ALL HIS OTHER SONS
BECAUSE HE WAS BORN TO HIM IN HIS OLD AGE.
[MUSIC]
- ALIA!
ALIA!
ALIA!
ALIA.
ALIA.
THERE YOU ARE.
- I'LL SHOW YOU!
- JOSEPH!
- YES, BENJAMIN?
- JOSEPH!
- MUST YOU RESORT TO BLOODSHED?
- I FIGHT FOR WHAT IS MINE!
- YOU CAN'T STEAL FROM ME!
- YOU? YOU CAN'T COUNT.
HOW DO YOU THINK YOU CAN DIVIDE AN ODD NUMBER OF
SHEEP WITHOUT KILLING ONE?
- RATHER THAN KILL A SHEEP,
YOU WOULD KILL ONE ANOTHER?
- OUR FATHER DIED AND LEFT US 15 SHEEP.
- I BEING ELDEST OF THE FAMILY,
HE WILLED THAT HALF OF THEM WILL BE MINE.
- AND OF THE REST, HALF ARE MINE.
- AND THE OTHER HALF MINE.
- BUT HALF OF THE LAST HALF IS MINE,
AND THAT MEANS ALL I GET IS PART OF A DEAD SHEEP.
COUNTING IS ONE THING, BUT TO BE CHEATED LIKE THAT.
- SO?
- SO IT'S IMPOSSIBLE. COUNT THEM.
- IT CAN'T BE DONE.
- BENJAMIN, WHAT DO YOU THINK?
NOW, OUR PROBLEM IS TO DIVIDE 15 SHEEP,
AND NO ONE OF YOU WILL BE CHEATED.
BENJAMIN, BRING ONE OF OUR SHEEP.
NO, PUT YOUR LAMB DOWN.
- BUT JOSEPH, IF YOU'RE GOING TO TAKE HIM
AWAY, HE WILL DIE.
- BENJAMIN, PUT HIM DOWN.
NOW, YOUR FATHER DIED AND WILLED HALF
THE SHEEP TO YOU.
- YES. - YOU'RE THE ELDEST.
- SURE.
- WELL, ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE,
SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT.
TAKE YOUR EIGHT SHEEP.
AND YOU GET HALF OF WHAT IS LEFT.
- YES.
- HERE ARE YOUR FOUR.
AND HERE'S YOUR SHARE, TWO SHEEP.
AND YOUR SHARE, ONE LIVE SHEEP. SEE?
NO ONE WAS CHEATED.
THERE, BENJAMIN, YOU HAVE YOUR ALIA.
- JOSEPH, HOW CLEVER YOU ARE.
- NO, BENJAMIN; HOW FOOLISH THEY WERE.
COME ON. COME ON.
- WHAT IS THAT?
- IT'S A WATER WHEEL.
SOME DAY WE MAY HELP BRING WATER TO THE DESERT.
- YOU KNOW JOSEPH, OF ALL MY BROTHERS,
I LOVE YOU THE MOST.
- YOU SHOULDN'T SAY THAT.
OUR MOTHER LOVED THEM AS THOUGH THEY WERE HER OWN.
- OH, BUT YOU'RE DIFFERENT.
YOU KNOW EVERYTHING.
JOSEPH, WILL YOU PLEASE TEACH ME HOW TO
UNDERSTAND DREAMS?
- JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES AND A GREAT LIGHT SHINES.
- LIKE THIS?
- YES. LIKE THAT.
- I DON'T SEE A LIGHT.
WHAT SORT OF LIGHT?
- WELL, MAYBE SOME DAY WHEN YOU'RE OLDER.
- NO, IT'S NOT THAT.
IT'S BECAUSE YOU'RE A MAGICIAN.
IF ONLY I COULD BE A MAGICIAN.
- YOU KNOW, MAGICIANS AND FORTUNE TELLERS ALWAYS END
UP AT THE COURTS OF KINGS.
- THEY DO?
- AND SO DO THE CLOWNS.
- WHY?
- BECAUSE KINGS ARE ALWAYS AFRAID,
AND MANY OF THE FORTUNE TELLERS TO TELL THEM WHAT
THEY WANT TO HEAR.
AND THE CLOWNS TO MAKE THEM LAUGH.
- THEN I'M GONNA BE A CLOWN!
- HOE! HOE!
- COME ALONG, COME ALONG.
YOU KNOW, AFTER ONE YEAR WE HAVE 50 MORE SHEEP.
- FATHER WILL BE VERY PLEASED.
ARE YOU TIRED?
- NO.
- BENJAMIN, YOU ARE TIRED.
THERE.
- PROMISE TO TELL THEM I WALKED ALL THE WAY.
- NATURALLY.
AT THIS TIME TOMORROW, WE'LL BE HOME.
- JOSEPH IS COMING!
JOSEPH IS COMING!
JOSEPH AND BENJAMIN HAVE COME HOME AGAIN!
- IT WILL BE SO GOOD TO HAVE THEM BACK AGAIN.
- FATHER!
- JOSEPH.
LIGHT OF MY YEARS, WELCOME HOME.
- FATHER!
- AND BENJAMIN, MY SON.
HOW YOU'VE GROWN THIS LAST YEAR.
- WE HAVE 50 MORE SHEEP.
- 50? YOU COULD COUNT ALREADY?
- JOSEPH TAUGHT ME.
- BLESS YOU, JOSEPH.
YOUR NEWS HAS GLADDENED ALL OUR HEARTS.
WELCOME HOME, MY SON.
WELCOME HOME.
- ASHER, DAN.
- JOSEPH.
- MY SONS, TONIGHT WE SHALL FEAST. THE FINEST
SYRIAN WINES WILL MARK THIS HOMECOMING. IN JOSEPH'S
HONOR WILL WE WILL KILL AND ROAST A LAMB.
- NO, MY SON. JOSEPH.
AFTER ALL, HE'S BEEN AWAY FOR A YEAR.
BLESSED BE THE TRUE GOD, KING OF THE UNIVERSE
WHO GIVETH US THIS BREAD FROM THE EARTH.
BLESSED BE THE TRUE GOD KING OF THE UNIVERSE
WHO GIVETH US THE FRUITS OF THE VINE.
NO, NO, MY SON. HERE.
EAT FROM MY DISH.
- ZILPAH, I SEE YOU HAVEN'T LOST YOUR SKILL.
IT IS DELICIOUS.
- THANK YOU.
- MY BROTHERS, TELL ME YOUR NEWS.
- YOUR OTHER BROTHERS ARE WITH THEIR FLOCKS
IN THE SOUTH.
- ARE THEY WELL?
- YES, BUT THEIR FLOCKS HAVE NOT MULTIPLIED.
- BUT FATHER, YOU CANNOT BLAME THEM FOR DROUGHT.
- OR SICKNESS.
- DROUGHT OR SICKNESS IS ALWAYS SOME EXCUSE.
- IF THE LORD WILLS, THE SHEEP MUST DIE.
WHAT CAN WE DO ABOUT IT?
- YES, BUT JOSEPH'S SHEEP MULTIPLIED.
- EVIDENTLY THE LORD MUST GRANT HIM
SPECIAL ARRANGEMENTS.
- DO NOT SPEAK LIGHTLY OF THE LORD.
- FATHER, IT IS UNFAIR TO BLAME US.
EVEN NOW REUBEN AND HIS BROTHERS LOOK
FOR BETTER PASTURES.
TOMORROW WE MUST JOIN THEM WITH OUR FLOCKS.
IF YOU MISTRUST OUR EFFORTS--
- SILENCE!
- FATHER, THERE HAS BEEN DROUGHT AND DISEASE.
- THE GOOD SHEPHERD MOVES HIS FLOCKS TO DISTANT
PASTURES AND REJECTS THE COMFORTS OF HOME,
EVEN AS YOU HAVE DONE THIS PAST YEAR.
THE LORD BLESSED ME WITH 12 SONS,
AND NO MAN SHALL BE MORE CONTENT.
BUT NOW THAT I'M OLD, MY HEART IS HEAVY.
MY CHILDREN'S SCORN MY WORDS.
BUT ONLY YOU, JOSEPH AND LITTLE BENJAMIN,
BELOVED SONS OF RACHEL BRING JOY TO MY LIFE.
- FATHER, YOU HONOR ME.
- I PRAY TO THE LORD THAT I LOVE ALL MY SONS
EQUALLY, BUT THE LORD DOES NOT HEAR MY VOICE.
- I HAD NO WISH TO TELL YOU,
BUT THE OTHER NIGHT WHILE SLEEPING UNDER THE MOON,
I HAD A DREAM.
- I HAVE NO TIME FOR DREAMS.
- NOR I.
- A DREAM IS OFTEN THE INSTRUMENT OF THE LORD.
- OR THE GROANING OF A FULL BELLY.
[LAUGHTER]
- DREAMS? I NEED ALL MY SLEEP WHEN I GO TO BED AT NIGHT.
- I WAS IN THE FIELD WITH MY BROTHERS,
AND WE WERE BINDING SHEAVES.
MY SHEAF STOOD UPRIGHT, AND MY BROTHER'S SHEAVES
BOWED TO MINE.
- NATURALLY.
- AND I DREAMED AGAIN THAT THE SUN AND THE MOON
AND ELEVEN STARS ALSO BOWED TO ME.
- HOW CONVENIENT.
- FATHER, HOW CAN YOU ALLOW HIM TO TALK SUCH NONSENSE.
- MY SON, DO YOU REALIZE THE MEANING OF YOUR WORDS?
DO YOU?
- I DO, FATHER.
- AND SHOULD I, JACOB WHO IS ISRAEL AND ALL MY SONS
BOW DOWN BEFORE YOU?
SPEAK.
- THOSE WERE MY DREAMS.
- AND THE MEANING IS CLEAR TO YOU?
- YES, FATHER.
- TRULY THIS IS THE VOICE OF THE LORD.
ZILPAH?
- YES?
- BRING THE ROBE.
YOUR MOTHER RACHEL WOVE IT.
IT WAS BLESSED BY HER DEAR HANDS AND SHE SAID WHEN
JOSEPH IS A MAN, SET IT ABOUT HIS SHOULDERS.
AND I WISH SHE COULD BE HERE TO SEE YOU,
BUT NOW THAT TIME HAS COME.
LET THIS BE A TOKEN OF MY LOVE FOR YOU,
FOR INDEED YOU ARE THE INSTRUMENT OF THE LORD.
AND WHEN YOU SEE THIS ROBE AMONG YOU,
YOU WILL OBEY ITS OWNER BECAUSE THIS IS
THE WILL OF ISRAEL.
- WHY AREN'T YOU GOING TO BED
INSTEAD OF FRISKING ABOUT.
NOW, NOW.
- JOSEPH, I AM TRULY DISTURBED.
THIS MORNING YOUR BROTHERS LEFT TO JOIN THE OTHERS.
- THEY WILL FIND GOOD PASTURES, FATHER.
- YES, BUT I INSTRUCTED THEM TO GO TO THE MARKET.
- YOU WOULD SELL SOME OF THE FLOCKS THEN?
REUBEN IS EXPERIENCED, HE WILL BARGAIN WELL.
- BUT I CANNOT RELY ON HIM.
BUT I WOULD BE MORE SATISFIED IF YOU WERE
THERE HANDLING THE SALE.
- BUT REUBEN IS THE FIRSTBORN, FATHER.
- YES, BUT A MAN'S AGE IS NO GUARANTEE
OF HIS HONESTY.
- REUBEN AND I ARE BROTHERS.
SURELY WE CAN HANDLE THE SALE TOGETHER.
- BUT THE MONEY MUST REMAIN WITH YOU.
- YES. I KNOW. I KNOW.
IT'S EASY FOR YOU TO SAY, FATHER.
BUT REUBEN WILL NOT LIKE THE IDEA.
- MY TRUST IS IN YOU ALONE.
YOU ALONE MUST BE RESPONSIBLE.
JOSEPH, IN BETHEL WHERE YOU WERE BORN THE LORD
CAME TO ME IN A VISION.
HE SPOKE OF YOU AND THROUGH YOU HE WILL SPEAK TO OUR
FUTURE GENERATIONS.
- LOOK AT HIM, THE FUTURE MASTER.
FOR THE TIME BEING, HE TOO HAS TO BEND HIS BACK.
[LAUGHTER]
I CARE NOTHING FOR DREAMS.
THE CORN, THE SUN, THE MOON AND ALL THE STARS
CAN BOW DOWN BEFORE HIM.
BUT I AM STILL THE ELDEST SON.
IF THE FLOCKS ARE TO BE SOLD,
THEN I'LL DO THE SELLING.
- I DREAMED AN ASS BRAY TOO MUCH,
SO I GAVE IT A CLUBBING.
[LAUGHTER]
- YOU SHOULD HAVE HEARD HIM BRAYING.
HE SAT ON FATHER'S RIGHT HAND AND ATE
FROM FATHER'S DISH.
- IT'S TRUE, SIMEON.
HE TALKED HIMSELF INTO THE ROBE WHICH RACHEL MADE.
- A DREAMER'S ROBE.
- BUT A TROUBLEMAKER.
THE BLOOD OF RACHEL IS IN THAT ONE.
- SHE DREAMED OF CHILDREN JUST AS
HE DREAMS OF POWER.
- THE POWER IS ALREADY HIS.
YES, AND HE WEARS THE ROBE.
- ROBE OR NO ROBE, I HAVE DECIDED.
MY FATHER'S COMMAND SHALL BE OBEYED.
TOMORROW WE WILL DRIVE THE FLOCKS TO THE MARKET
BUT I WILL DO THE SELLING
AND I WILL CARRY THE MONEY HOME.
NOW SAY NO MORE ABOUT IT.
- REUBEN, THE DREAMER.
- REUBEN, WE WILL LEAVE FOR BETH AT DAWN.
- THE DECISION WHEN TO LEAVE IS MY BUSINESS.
- AND MINE.
- THANK YOU THE OFFER, BUT I HAVE NO NEED
FOR YOUR HELP.
- REUBEN, I AM TO TAKE CHARGE OF THE MONEY.
- THE MONEY, MY DEAR BROTHER WILL BE TURNED
OVER TO OUR FATHER.
- ALL OF IT?
- WHAT ARE YOU INSINUATING?
THAT WE'RE THIEVES?
- I HAVE NO WAY OF JUDGING.
- STOP, LET ME GO!
- REUBEN, DO NOT DENY OUR FATHER'S WILL.
[CRYING OUT]
- IS HE DEAD?
- IF HE ISN'T DEAD THE STONE GAVE HIM
SOMETHING TO DREAM ABOUT.
- GET SOME WATER.
- REUBEN! REUBEN!
A CARAVAN!
ISSACHAR, HIDE. GET HIM INTO THE PIT. QUICK.
[GROANING]
- MOHAMMED. ALLI.
- SAMUEL.
- JOSEPH.
THEY FOUND HIM.
- LET'S GO.
- IS THIS MAN OF YOUR COMPANY?
- YES. AND HE'S MORE TROUBLE THAN HE'S WORTH.
- A SLAVE?
- A USELESS SLAVE.
- HE IS HURT.
- HE STUMBLED AND HIT HIS HEAD ON A ROCK.
- AND YOU THREW HIM IN THE PIT.
- A FEW HOURS DOWN THERE AND HE MIGHT
HAVE MENDED HIS WAYS.
- HE'S A LOT OF TROUBLE.
- IN EGYPT, THERE IS A DEMAND FOR SUCH FELLOWS.
- HE IS NOT FOR SALE.
- I WILL PAY A FAIR PRICE, MAKING ALLOWANCE FOR
HIS CONDITION, OF COURSE.
FIFTEEN PIECES OF SILVER.
CAN HE READ OR WRITE?
- OF COURSE. YES.
- NOW LOOK, I'M A MAN OF BUSINESS.
HE'S OF NO USE TO YOU AND OF LITTLE VALUE TO ME.
20 PIECES OF SILVER, YES? OR NO?
[MUSIC]
- THE NEXT MORNING, FATHER,
WE FOUND HIS BODY TORN BY WILD BEASTS.
[CRYING]
- THIS WAS HIS BREAD.
THIS WAS HIS WINE.
FROM THIS DAY, YOU WILL COVER YOUR LOINS IN
SACKCLOTH AND YOU WILL MOURN AS I WILL MOURN.
EVEN TO THE GRAVE.
[CRYING]
- DON'T CRY, BENJAMIN, MY SON.
JOSEPH IS NOT DEAD.
HE WILL BE IN OUR HEARTS AND WILL LIVE WITH US FOR
THE REST OF OUR DAYS.
[SELLERS CALLING OUT]
- SLAVES FROM SYRIA! SLAVES FROM ARABIA!
SLAVES FROM JUDAH!
OH, POWERFUL POTIPHAR RIGHT HAND OF THE MIGHTY
PHARAOH, LIGHT OF EGYPT.
WHAT TREASURES I HAVE HERE FOR YOU.
RARE SILKS.
JEWELS.
THE BLACKEST PEARLS FROM THE LAND OF INDIA.
- THE MYSTERY OF A BLACK PEARL.
- MY FRIEND, YOU'RE A ROMANTIC.
- ROMANTIC? DO YOU THINK THEY'D PLEASE MY WIFE.
- THEY'D PLEASE ANY LADY, MY LORD.
- THE HERBS, MY LORD.
- I HAVEN'T THE FAINTEST INTEREST IN HERBS.
PEARLS ARE TEAR DROPS FROM THE NIGHT SKY.
HERBS MAKE ME VOMIT.
- BUT THE HERBS ARE VERY GOOD FOR YOU.
THEY KEEP YOU IN GOOD HEALTH, MY LORD.
- MY HEALTH IS NOT IMPROVED BY YOUR VILE BOOZE.
WINE IS THE BLOOD OF LIFE. RICH RED WINE.
MERCHANT, TELL THIS FOOL PHYSICIAN THAT I'M RIGHT.
- ONLY WINE, MY LORD.
- EXACTLY. YOU'RE A SENSIBLE FELLOW.
I'LL TAKE THE PEARLS.
- LOOK AT HIM.
REKHMIRE HAS BECOME THE SHADOW OF POTIPHAR.
HE NEVER LEAVES HIM.
- THAT IS SO HE CAN FIGHT HIM AT THE
OPPORTUNE MOMENT.
REKHMIRE IS TRULY A TWO-LEGGED SERPENT.
- QUIET. EVEN THE VERY STONES HAVE EARS.
- LET THEM HEAR.
MY FATHER IS CORRECT.
SO LONG AS EGYPT IS FULL OF MEN LIKE REKHMIRE
THERE WILL BE NO PEACE FOR THE POOR PEOPLE.
- THAT REMINDS ME, I NEED SOME SLAVES
FOR MY NEW VINEYARDS.
- THE FINEST IN TOWN, MY LORD.
- WHERE DOES THIS ONE COME FROM?
- FROM SYRIA, MY LORD.
- FROM SYRIA, EH?
MARKED WITH A LASH.
- LOOK AT THIS ONE.
- NO.
- HERE IS ONE FROM CANAAN.
- FROM CANAAN?
NO.
POOR QUALITY.
- BUT THIS SLAVE CAN READ AND WRITE, MY LORD.
- A SLAVE WHO CAN READ AND WRITE?
- HE MAKES EXCELLENT WINE.
- DOES HE?
DOES HE INDEED?
- NO MAN MAKES WINE LIKE A HEBREW.
- A JEW?
YOU INSULT MY HIGH OFFICE.
HOW DARE YOU!
YOU DIRTY-- HOW DARE YOU!
I'LL TEACH YOU!
YOU THIEF-- [GASPING FOR AIR]
- GIVE HIM AIR, GIVE HIM AIR.
- GET BACK, GET BACK.
- IT'S THE WORST ATTACK YET.
- POTIPHAR! POTIPHAR!
- THE END IS NEAR.
- POTIPHAR!
- DRAW BLOOD FROM HIM OR HE'LL DIE.
- IF THEY KILL US ALL, I'LL KILL YOU FIRST!
- I TELL YOU, IF YOU DON'T DRAW BLOOD, HE'LL DIE!
[CROWD GASPING]
- STAND BACK NOW.
LET HIM BREATHE.
[CROWD YELLING] STONE HIM! HE'S A MURDER!
[GROANING]
- YOU BACK TO YOUR HOUSE NOW.
- NO. I WANT TO SEE SO I CAN REMEMBER THIS.
- HAVE HIM BROUGHT BACK.
- GUARD.
- YOU SAVED MY LIFE. THANK YOU.
- LOOK!
- DEAR GOD OF DREAMS.
TODAY SHE'S MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN EVER.
- POTIPHAR!
POTIPHAR!
- MY DEAR.
DO YOU KNOW YOU'RE MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN EVER.
YOU COME AND SEE MY ARRANGEMENT FOR THE
HANGING OF THE SECOND AND THIRD CROSS NOBLE.
I'M SURE YOU'LL ENJOY IT.
TRADITION SATISFIED YOU WITH CEREMONIAL SPLENDOR,
CORRECTNESS IN ALL THINGS, EVEN IN DEATH.
I MISSED YOU.
- YES, OF COURSE.
- WELL THAT'S SUCH A SIMPLE OCCUPATION TO HIDE
MY LONELINESS BUT NOW I'VE GOT YOU BACK.
- JUST ANOTHER TOY TO ADD TO YOUR COLLECTION.
IS THAT IT?
- LOOK, BLACK PEARLS ESPECIALLY FOR YOU.
- IT'S VERY KIND OF YOU.
- BUT DON'T THEY PLEASE YOU?
- YES.
- WELL THEN, KISS ME, MY CHILD.
- FLOWERS, JEWELS. MUST IT ALWAYS BE PRESENTS?
- THE WIFE OF POTIPHAR HAS ONLY TO NAME HER WISH.
WHAT IS IT MY LOVE?
- I NEED TO BE LOVED.
- BUT I DO LOVE YOU.
I LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART.
- YES POTIPHAR, I BELIEVE THAT YOU LOVE ME
WITH ALL YOUR HEART.
BUT LOOK AT ME.
WHAT AM I?
- THE LOVELIEST WOMAN IN ALL EGYPT.
- THE UNHAPPIEST.
ANOTHER DECORATION IN YOUR PALACE.
ANOTHER TROPHY TO YOUR TITLE.
JUST ONE OF THE CHATTELS WHICH MAKES YOU GREAT,
POTIPHAR.
IT'S NOT ENOUGH.
- NOW THAT YOU'RE BACK, I'M GOING TO GIVE A GREAT
PARTY IN YOUR HONOR.
THE PHARAOH HIMSELF WILL SIT AT YOUR RIGHT HAND AND
ALL OUR FRIENDS WILL--
- WILL NOTICE MY SADNESS.
- MUST YOU ALWAYS TORMENT ME WITH YOUR DISCONTENT?
I CAN'T GIVE YOU ANYTHING MORE.
- I KNOW. THAT'S WHY I'M SO SAD.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
- WHO IS HE?
- JOSEPH, A SLAVE.
HE SAVED MY LIFE.
HE CAN READ AND WRITE AND COUNT.
HE TAKES CARE OF MY LIBRARY AND OF MY HEALTH.
- SURELY THAT IS YOUR PHYSICIANS' JOB.
- PHYSICIANS.
JOSEPH DOTH MORE TO CURE MY AILMENTS THAN ALL OF THOSE
IDIOTS PUT TOGETHER.
- HOW FORTUNATE.
- REKHMIRE, MY LORD, MINISTER OF LANDS.
- WELCOME HOME.
- THANK YOU, REKHMIRE.
- ON BEHALF OF PHARAOH.
POTIPHAR, MY FRIEND, YOU MUST BE HAPPY TO HAVE YOUR
LOVELY WIFE BACK AT YOUR SIDE.
SUCH A VILLA IS NOT COMPLETE WITHOUT ITS MISTRESS.
- MY HOME IS ALWAYS PERFECTLY RUN, REKHMIRE.
- OH, OF COURSE.
I WAS FORGETTING ABOUT JOSEPH, ESTATE MANAGER,
CHIEF ACCOUNTANT, MAJOR DOMO, PRIVATE ADVISOR.
TRULY REMARKABLE.
- IS THAT TRUE, POTIPHAR?
HOW VERSATILE.
- BUT NOW YOU ARE BACK.
I'M SURE POTIPHAR MEANS TO GET RID OF HIM.
- I RUN MY HOUSE AS I PLEASE, REKHMIRE!
GOOD DAY TO YOU.
- I WILL GIVE REPORT OF YOUR BEAUTY TO
PHARAOH, MY LADY. GOODBYE.
- HIS TONGUE IS TOO SMOOTH.
HIS AMBITION TOO OBVIOUS.
- I THINK JOSEPH IS AMBITIOUS.
- A REFRESHMENT, MY LADY, AFTER YOUR LONG JOURNEY.
- THE WINE IS FROM JOSEPH'S COUNTRY, CANAAN.
HE MADE IT HIMSELF.
- IT'S DELICIOUS.
- ISN'T HE A GENIUS?
- I'M ONLY A SLAVE, MISTRESS.
- NEVER LET ME HEAR YOU SAY THAT AGAIN.
YOU SAVED MY LIFE!
YOU'RE MY FRIEND.
- THANK YOU, MY LORD.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[WATER SPLASHING]
- HOW EXTRAORDINARY.
I THOUGHT IT WAS THE MASTER WHO HAD TO BEAT THE SLAVE.
- NO, MY DEAR.
IT'S A NEW FORM OF MASSAGE INVENTED BY JOSEPH HIMSELF.
I FIND IT MOST STIMULATING.
YOU OUGHT TO TRY IT.
OH. OUCH!
- I THINK THAT'S ENOUGH, MY LORD.
- I SHOULD HOPE SO.
- AND NOW SOME REST, MASTER.
- I SHOULD THINK SO.
- JOSEPH?
- YES, MY LADY.
- I WISH TO TRY IT, TOO.
COME HERE.
COME HERE.
DO THEY SCRATCH THE SKIN?
- ONE MUST KNOW HOW TO USE THEM.
- I'M IN GOOD HANDS.
COME ON.
WELL?
HAVE YOU HEARD WHAT MY HUSBAND SAID?
[SINGING IN BACKGROUND]
I DON'T KNOW HOW WE COULD HAVE
EVER MANAGED WITHOUT YOU.
FEELS AS IF YOU HAVE BROUGHT SO MANY CHANGES
INTO OUR HOUSE.
NOW EVERYTHING IS SO CALM HERE.
AND YOU KNOW MY HUSBAND POTIPHAR NO LONGER FLIES
INTO HIS TERRIBLE TANTRUMS.
- POTIPHAR: STOP IT!
STOP IT, YOU HEAR ME!
YOU'RE THE ONE THAT SINGS IN MY HOUSE!
COME HERE!
COME HERE, COME TO ME!
I KNEW THERE WAS SOMEONE WHO SHOUTED!
GO AWAY!
I'LL HAVE YOU FLOGGED, DO YOU HEAR ME?
I'LL HAVE YOU FLOGGED!
LET THERE BE SILENCE IN THIS HOUSE!
I'LL HAVE YOU FLOGGED!
DEVIL YOU DEVIL!
WHO TOLD YOU YOU COULD SING IN MY HOUSE?
I'LL HAVE YOU FLOGGED!
I'LL HAVE YOU FLOGGED TO DEATH!
OW, OW!
HOW DARE YOU!
HOW DARE YOU!
DO YOU THINK I'M SUBJECT TO A SLAVE!
GET OUT OF HERE!
GET BACK TO THE MARKET!
GO BACK WHERE YOU BELONG! GET OUT!
- POTIPHAR?
- JOSEPH, COME BACK.
YOU DIDN'T THINK I WAS SERIOUS, DID YOU?
YOU SAVED MY LIFE.
YOU'RE MY FRIEND.
WHY ARE YOU WEARING THOSE CLOTHES?
WHY DON'T YOU GET YOURSELF PROPERLY DRESSED?
WE'RE GOING HUNTING.
WITH THE PHARAOH.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING DOWN THERE?
[MEN LAUGHING]
- AND NOW, MY LADY, LET'S DRINK THE BLOOD OF LIFE
IN THE NAME OF YOUR CHARITABLE LORD.
TO THE GREAT SIR POTIPHAR.
THIS IS AN INSULT.
- WHAT IS, MY LORD?
- IT'S AN INSULT THAT SUCH EXQUISITE WINE SHOULD BE
WASTED ON POTIPHAR'S DATED PALATE.
[LAUGHTER]
- PHARAOH, OUR MASTER OF THE WINE PRESS IS THE
GREATEST IN ALL THINGS.
- MAKE HIM KNOWN TO ME.
WELL?
TELL ME WHO HE IS.
- I CANNOT.
- OR YOU WILL NOT.
- HE IS A SLAVE.
- SUCH TALENT IS HELD IN SLAVERY?
POTIPHAR, IS THIS TRUE?
- WELL, I...
- YES.
MY HUSBAND IS JUST GOING TO RELEASE HIM.
- WAS I?
- YES.
- OH, YES, YES, YES, I WAS.
YES, YES.
- THEN DO SO AT ONCE.
- YES, YES, BY ALL MEANS.
WHERE ARE YOU?
OH, THERE HE IS.
- THIS IS OUR SLAVE FROM CANAAN.
- WELL?
- WELL, DON'T JUST STAND THERE.
COME HERE.
- YOUR NAME?
- JOSEPH, MY LORD.
- JOSEPH, WE DRINK TO YOUR ARTISTRY.
FROM THIS MOMENT, YOU'RE A FREE MAN.
FREE TO COME AND GO AS YOU PLEASE.
THIS IS OUR ROYAL COMMAND.
- JUST DON'T STAND THERE.
HAVE A DRINK OF YOUR OWN WINE.
EVERYTHING WE HAVE IS YOURS TO DO WITH AS YOU WISH.
[LAUGHING]
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
- JOSEPH?
NO, NOW YOU ARE A FREE MAN.
- THANK YOU FOR HELPING ME, MY LADY.
- JOSEPH...
WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO NOW?
- A COMMAND CAN FREE A MAN FROM SLAVERY.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[MEN LAUGHING IN THE DISTANCE]
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
- POTIPHAR'S WIFE: POTIPHAR!
POTIPHAR!
- POTIPHAR, COME ALONG.
COME ON.
[LAUGHTER]
[MEN LAUGHING]
- MY CHILD?
WHAT'S THE MATTER, MY LOVE?
[CUP FALLS]
- YES, IT WAS JOSEPH!
- HOW VERSATILE OUR JOSEPH.
- MY WIFE IN HER GOODNESS PLEADED FOR YOUR FREEDOM,
AND YOUR ONLY THANKS WAS TO BE FREE WITH HER.
[SLAP]
CHAIN HIM.
CAST HIM INTO PRISON.
TAKE HIM AWAY!
AND THERE, ALL ASH WILL BE BEATEN FROM YOUR BODY.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[MEN TALKING]
- HEY!
GET MOVING THERE!
HEAVE!
HEAVE!
PULL IT UP THERE!
HEAVE!
HEAVE!
HA!
PULL IT UP THERE!
HEAVE!
YEAW!!
HEAVE!
HEAVE!
HEY, SEND ME DOWN TWO MORE MEN!
- AREN'T YOU JOSEPH?
- ALL RIGHT, BACK TO WORK.
- NOW YOU!
GET MOVING!
- I THOUGHT PHARAOH HAD GIVEN YOU YOUR FREEDOM.
- WHY ARE YOU HERE?
- THE PHARAOH'S FOOD AND WINE WERE FOUND TO
HAVE BEEN POISONED.
- BUT WE ARE INNOCENT.
IT WAS REKHMIRE.
- THAT MAN WILL STOP AT NOTHING...
- HEY, YOU, HOLD YOUR TONGUE!
- THANK YOU, MY SON.
- BACK TO WORK!
HEAVE!
HEAVE!
HEAVE!
[MAN WHIMPERING]
- WHAT IS IT?
- I HAD A DREAM.
- A NIGHTMARE?
- NO...
BUT IT WAS STRANGE.
- THEN FORGET IT.
LOOK, THE DAWN IS BREAKING.
TRY TO SLEEP.
- NO, TRY TO REMEMBER.
TELL ME.
- THERE WAS A VINE IN FRONT OF ME.
IT HAD THREE BRANCHES.
IT BUDDED AND BLOSSOMED BEFORE MY EYES,
AND THEN THE GRAPES RIPENED, AND PHARAOH'S CUP WAS
IN MY HAND.
AND I TOOK THE GRAPES AND PRESSED THEM INTO IT,
AND I GAVE THE CUP TO PHARAOH.
- THAT WAS A BEAUTIFUL DREAM.
- BUT THEN WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN?
- THE THREE BRANCHES ARE THREE DAYS.
WITHIN THREE DAYS, PHARAOH WILL RESTORE YOU TO HIGH
OFFICE, AND ONCE AGAIN, AS GRAND CUP BEARER,
YOU WILL SERVE YOUR ROYAL MASTER.
- CAN THIS BE TRUE?
- INTERPRETATIONS BELONG TO GOD, AND HE IS TRUTH.
- THE OTHER NIGHT, I ALSO HAD A DREAM.
IT WAS JUST AS STRANGE.
I HAD BASKETS OF FOOD ON MY HEAD,
AND THE BIRDS ATE FROM THE UPPERMOST BASKET.
HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN THAT?
- THE THREE BASKETS ARE THREE DAYS.
- YES, GO ON.
- WITHIN THREE DAYS...
- I, TOO, SHALL BE RESTORED TO OFFICE!
TELL ME, THEN.
PERHAPS I --I DIDN'T TELL YOU THE DREAM WELL.
- YOU TOLD ME WELL.
IT WILL RAIN TODAY.
NO MAN CAN ALTER THE WILL OF GOD.
[DRUMS PLAYING]
[PEOPLE CLAMORING]
[DRUMS PLAYING]
- IN THE NAME OF THE IMPERIAL PHARAOH AND WITH
HIS ROYAL SANCTION, I, POTIPHAR,
CAPTAIN OF THE GUARD, MINISTER OF PRISONS,
DO HEREBY PUBLISH THAT THE FOLLOWING SHALL
SUFFER DEATH BY HANGING.
ROYAL CUP BEARER AND BAKER TO THE COURT OF PHARAOH.
EXECUTIONERS, PROCEED.
[DRUMS BEATING LOUDLY]
- POTIPHAR, REMEMBER MY WORDS.
REKHMIRE ALSO PLANNED SUCH AN END FOR YOU!
AHHHHH!
- NO, NO!
I'M INNOCENT.
I DON'T WANT TO DIE!
HAVE MERCY!
OH!
STOP, STOP!
MERCY!
[PEOPLE GASPING AND EXCLAIMING]
- RELEASE HIM!
THE GODS THEMSELVES HAVE GRANTED YOUR PARDON.
- OBSERVER: HE DESERVES HIS FREEDOM.
[CRYING]
- RETURN WITH ME TO MY HOUSE, MY FRIEND.
- I MUST ALSO THANK SOMEONE ELSE.
THANK YOU, IT WAS JUST AS YOU SAID.
THANK YOU!
- IT WAS THE WILL OF GOD.
- TAKE HIM AWAY.
[SOMBER MUSIC]
- FATHER!
FATHER!
[CRYING]
WHY DID THEY HAVE TO KILL YOU?
I HATE YOU!
I HATE YOU!
MURDERERS, I HATE YOU!
YOU FILTHY MURDERERS!
I HATE YOU!
- NO. YOU MUSTN'T HATE.
EACH DAY, SOMETHING WITHIN US DIES.
ONLY THROUGH LOVE CAN WE SURVIVE.
THE PEOPLE WE LOVE LIVE ON THROUGH US.
- WHO ARE YOU TO SPEAK TO ME IN THIS WAY?
- A MAN WHO HAS HOPE.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
- REKHMIRE?
REKHMIRE?
REKHMIRE?
[BANGING GONG]
REKHMIRE!
REKHMIRE!
- WHO CALLED ME? - THE PHARAOH.
- COME ON!
- WHAT IS IT?
MY LORD, WHAT TROUBLES YOU?
- I HAD A DREAM, TWO TERRIFYING DREAMS.
- TELL ME, OH, POWERFUL LORD.
- I STOOD BY A RIVER, AND OUT OF THE RIVER CAME SEVEN
FAT COWS, THEIR UDDERS HEAVY WITH MILK,
AND THEY WENT TO PASTURE.
THEN OUT OF THE SAME RIVER CAME SEVEN LEAN COWS,
THEIR UDDERS EMPTY AND WRINKLED,
AND THEY ATE UP THE SEVEN FAT ONES.
THEN AGAIN I DREAMED THAT SEVEN YEARS OF CORN CAME UP
FROM THE EARTH.
THEY WERE ON ONE STALK, HEALTHY AND GOOD
TO LOOK UPON.
THEN SEVEN THIN EARS SPRANG UP,
AND THEY WERE DRY AND BLASTED BY THE EAST WIND,
AND THEY DEVOURED THE SEVEN HEALTHY ONES, AND I AWOKE!
MINISTER OF DREAMS, TELL ME THE MEANING.
TELL ME! TELL ME!
- OMNIPOTENT PHARAOH, YOUR DREAMS ARE STRANGE INDEED.
- THIS I COULD TELL YOU, BUT THE MEANING!
THE MEANING!
- I... DO NOT KNOW.
- I FEEL A GREAT DANGER THREATENS EGYPT.
I AM THE PHARAOH, AND I AM THE DESTINY OF MY PEOPLE.
THE WHOLE MEANING OF MY EXISTENCE CULMINATES
IN THIS MOMENT, HELP ME!
HELP ME NOW!
I CAN HAVE NO PEACE UNTIL THE TRUTH IS
MADE CLEAR TO ME!
CALL THE INTERPRETERS OF DREAMS.
SEND FOR THE FORTUNE TELLERS.
SUMMON THE MAGICIANS.
FROM EVERY CORNER OF EGYPT, BRING WISE MEN AND SAGES.
THIS IS MY COMMAND!
- MY POWERFUL LORD.
- WHAT IS IT?
- LET ME SPEAK.
- YOU HAVE AN INTERPRETATION?
- NO, BUT I KNOW THE MAN.
- WHAT MAN?
- THE SLAVE OF POTIPHAR'S TO WHOM YOU GAVE FREEDOM.
- I DID?
- BUT THEN HE WAS UNJUSTLY CAST IN JAIL,
AND BECAUSE HE GAVE MEANING TO MY DREAMS IN MY GREATEST
NEED, I AM ALIVE TO TELL YOU.
- BRING HIM TO ME.
BRING HIM TO ME!
PERHAPS HE CAN GIVE ME THE TRUE EXPLANATION.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
- HERE IS THAT MAN, MY LORD.
HIS NAME IS JOSEPH.
- THEN SPEAK.
- WHAT GOD IS ABOUT TO DO, HE SHOWS TO PHARAOH.
FIRST, IN THE LAND OF EGYPT, THERE WILL BE SEVEN YEARS OF
GREAT PLENTY, AND THEN ALL THE PLENTY SHALL BE
FORGOTTEN, AND FAMINE WILL CONSUME THE LAND.
- GREAT KING, THESE ARE INVENTIONS.
- FOR SEVEN LONG YEARS, EGYPT WILL BE
DEEP IN SUFFERING.
- IF SUCH IS THE WILL OF YOUR GOD, WHAT MUST I DO?
- TAKE ACTION NOW.
- SUCH ACTION CALLS FOR A MAN WHO IS
DISCREET AND WISE.
LET'S HEAR MORE.
- HE MUST BE PLACED OVER THE LAND OF EGYPT.
TO THIS MAN, YOU MUST SAY, "COME WITH ME,"
AND HE WILL BECOME THE MOON BETWEEN THE PHARAOH AND THE
SHINING SUN OF THE WORLD.
LET THIS MAN APPOINT OFFICERS THROUGHOUT THE
LAND, AND LET THEM GATHER ALL THE FOOD OF THE GOOD
YEARS AND LAY UP CORN UNDER YOUR MIGHTY HAND.
LET THEM STORE FOOD IN ALL OF YOUR CITIES.
THEY MUST IRRIGATE, BUILD CANALS, STORE WATER,
CONTROL THE LIFE-GIVING NILE SO THAT HER VOLUME MAY BE
USED IN THE HOUR OF EGYPT'S NEED.
DO ALL THESE THINGS, GREAT KING,
AND YOUR LAND WILL NOT PERISH.
MAY ALMIGHTY GOD PROTECT YOU AND YOUR PEOPLE.
MY TASK HERE HAS ENDED.
- RISE.
I THANK YOU.
STAY!
YOUR WORDS ARE GOOD.
WHO AMONG MY NOBLES IS SUCH A MAN?
AMONG ALL WHO ARE WISE AND HONEST,
WHO IS THE MAN IN WHOM THE SPIRIT OF THE GODS DWELLS?
IN WHICH OF YOU CAN I PLACE MY TRUST?
YOUR GOD HAS SHOWN YOU ALL THESE THINGS.
THEREFORE, YOU HAVE THE DISCRETION AND ALL THE
WISDOM THAT EGYPT NEEDS.
JOSEPH, YOU ARE THE MAN.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
MARK, THE DIVINE GODDESS, SHINES WITH THE TRUTH OF
THIS MOMENT.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[CEREMONIAL CHIMES RINGING]
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
- MY PALACE WILL BE HONORED BY YOUR PRESENCE.
HERE IS YOUR INSIGNIA OF OFFICE.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
ACCORDING TO YOUR WORD SHALL ALL MY PEOPLE BE RULED.
ONLY ON THE THRONE WILL I BE GREATER THAN YOU.
[TRUMPETS]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[FLUTE MUSIC]
- BENJAMIN?
- YES, FATHER?
- YOU'RE LITTLE TUNE REMINDS ME OF JOSEPH
IN THE PAST.
- OH.
SOMETIMES WHEN I TAKE THE SHEEP TO PASTURE, I SEEM TO
HEAR HIS VOICE.
OH. I'M SORRY, FATHER, FOR CAUSING YOU SADNESS.
- NO, NO. PLAY ON, BENJAMIN.
SUCH MEMORIES ARE ALWAYS DEAR TO ME.
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
- MY FRIEND.
NEPHIR, SPARE YOURSELF THIS CONSTANT BOWING.
WHY HAVE YOU BEEN AWAY SO LONG?
- YOU ARE THE ONE THAT IS ALWAYS AWAY.
- MY TOURS TAKE UP ALL MY TIME.
SO MUCH TO BE DONE, SO MANY DIFFICULTIES.
- DOES REKHMIRE STILL GIVE YOU TROUBLE?
HE WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU.
DON'T GET IN HIS WAY.
THE GRAND BAKER KNEW THE EVIL IN HIM.
POOR NANAR.
HIS FACE STILL HAUNTS MY DAYS.
I CAN SEE HIM NOW.
- AND I CAN SEE HIS EYES, EYES BURNING WITH CONTEMPT.
I'LL NEVER FORGET THEM. NEVER.
- ASENATH.
- IS THAT HER NAME?
- SHE STILL LIVES ALONE MOURNING THE DEATH OF
MY OLD FRIEND.
- ALONE?
- AH, YES. SHE SEES NO ONE.
- NO. IN THE PRISON, HE TELLS ME THAT ONLY THROUGH LOVE IS IT
POSSIBLE TO SURVIVE, THAT WE HAVE TO BELIEVE IN THE POWER
OF HUMAN BEINGS.
AND THEY WEREN'T THE EMPTY USUAL WORDS OF CONDOLENCE
BECAUSE I SAW IN HIM SUCH FORTITUDE, SUCH A SENSE OF
CONFIDENCE IN HIMSELF.
AND NOW HE PREFERS TO BE SEATED ON THE RIGHT HAND OF
THE PHARAOH, THE MAN WHO MURDERED MY FATHER.
HOW CAN I BELIEVE HIM?
- YOU ARE UNJUST I THINK WITH JOSEPH.
BELIEVE ME, ASENATH, HE IS STILL THE SAME MAN
YOU REMEMBER.
TODAY HE'S A FRIEND OF THE PHARAOH AND HE IS REPLACING
REKHMIRE FOR HE IS WORKING AS BEST HE CAN FOR OUR WELFARE
AND REKHMIRE IS TRYING TO AVENGE HIMSELF ON HIM AS HE
DID WITH YOUR FATHER.
JOSEPH IS ALONE.
WE MUST BE NEAR HIM AND HELP HIM.
- LEAVE ME TO MY SOLITARY LIFE.
- WE HAVE READ YOUR PETITION AND CONSIDERED THE
VIEWS OF THE NOBLES WHO HAVE JOINED THEIR NAMES
WITH YOURS.
- LOYALTY TO YOU, GREAT KING, DEMANDS THAT YOU HEAR
OUR VOICE.
- WE'RE UNCHANGED IN OUR OPINION.
- BUT --
- JOSEPH REMAINS.
- YOU ARE MISTAKEN IN YOUR JUDGMENT.
YOU HAVE PLACED YOURSELF IN THE HANDS OF --
- ENOUGH! GO.
YOU AND YOUR KIND TAX OUR PATIENCE.
- BUT I --
- LEAVE US!
- IT IS QUITE USELESS.
- THEN WE HAVE NO CHOICE.
- TONIGHT THE MESSENGER WILL LEAVE TO GO TO THE
KING OF SYRIA.
[MUSIC]
- JOSEPH?
[MUSIC]
- ASENATH.
[MUSIC]
- WE HAPPENED TO BE PASSING YOUR VILLA, AND WE THOUGHT WE --
[MUSIC]
- I'M SO GLAD THAT YOU CAME HERE.
- EVEN WHEN I WAS SURE THAT I HATED YOU, I WASN'T ABLE
TO GET YOU OUT OF MY THOUGHTS ENTIRELY.
THE MEMORY OF YOUR WORDS WAS MY ONLY COMFORT.
IF YOU KNEW HOW LONELY I FELT --
- NO. THERE ARE FLOWERS THAT GROW IN THE DESERT, EACH ONE
ALONE SURROUNDED BY SAND, AND YET THESE NIGHTS WHEN
THERE IS NO WIND THEY LEAN TOWARDS EACH OTHER
MYSTERIOUSLY AND TOUCH.
THAT MOMENT THEIR LIVES HAVE MEANING.
- GIVE ME YOUR HANDS.
MAY THE HANDS WHICH I HOLD IN MINE REMAIN UNITED FOREVER.
[MUSIC]
[HAND CLAPS]
- LISTEN, ALL OF YOU.
WE HAVE VERY SERIOUS NEWS FOR YOU.
WE ARE INFORMED THAT THE KING OF SYRIA HAS INVADED
OUR BORDERS.
THE INVADERS ARE PLUNDERING OUR CROPS AND HAVE BEGUN TO
LOOT AND DESTROY OUR VILLAGES.
- GREAT PHARAOH, WHERE ARE THEY ATTACKING?
- NEAR THE FLOOD GATES IN THE VALLEY.
[MUSIC]
[WOMEN SCREAMING]
[MUSIC]
- THE RIGHT MUST TRULY BE WITH US.
WE HAVE BEEN HELPED AGAIN.
- HOW HAS HE HELPED US?
OUR VILLAGES HAVE BEEN SACKED AND DESTROYED, OUR
WOMEN AND CHILDREN BY THE MURDERED BY THE SYRIANS AND
THEIR ALLIES, AND THEY'RE STILL HERE.
- YES, BUT THE SWORD OF DIVINE JUSTICE WILL FALL
UPON THEIR HEADS.
- PUT THE OTHER ONE ON THE SPIT.
HELP ME.
[FOOTSTEPS FALL]
- GREAT KING, THE HOUR OF VENGEANCE IS AT HAND.
- TOMORROW EVENING WE WILL DRINK A TOAST TO OUR VICTORY
AND MAKE AN END FOREVER TO THE FILTHY PEOPLE OF EGYPT.
[LAUGHING]
- AND YOU REKHMIRE WILL HAVE HONOR AND POSTS AGAIN
REST ASSURED.
I WILL HAND YOU JOSEPH'S HEAD LIKE THIS.
[LAUGHING]
- THE SIGNAL.
- OPEN THE FLOOD GATES!
[MUSIC]
[MUSIC]
- HE MUST BE A CRUEL GOD TO LET OUR SHEEP DIE.
- MY SON, THE LORD IN HIS INFINITE UNDERSTANDING HAS A
REASON FOR ALL THINGS, EVEN FAMINE AND PESTILENCE.
- FATHER, IF HE DENIES US WATER AND OUR STOREHOUSES
WILL STAY EMPTY, WHAT CAN WE DO?
- MY SON, GOD IN HIS MERCY ALWAYS SHOWS US ANOTHER WAY.
THERE IS CORN IN EGYPT.
THE STOREHOUSES ARE FULL TO OVERFLOWING.
WHY DO YOU LOOK AT ONE ANOTHER?
- EGYPT!
THEY HAVE FAMINE, TOO.
- BETTER TO SAY THERE IS CORN ON THE MOON.
- IF THE PHARAOH HAS SUCH AN ABUNDANCE, YOU CAN BE
SURE IT'S FOR HIS OWN PEOPLE.
- HE HAS ENOUGH FOR HIS OWN PEOPLE AND MORE TO SELL.
- ARE YOU SURE, FATHER?
- YES, BENJAMIN, MY SON.
IN THEBES, THERE IS A WISE GOVERNOR WHO RULES IN THE
NAME OF PHARAOH.
FOR MANY YEARS, HE HAS PREPARED EGYPT AGAINST THIS
DAY, AND NOW THERE'S CORN AND PLENTY.
- BUT, FATHER, WHY SHOULD HE SELL TO US?
- BECAUSE IN HIS WISDOM, THIS GOVERNOR HAS COMPASSION
ON THE HUNGRY AND THE HELPLESS.
THE BORDERS OF EGYPT ARE OPEN.
- FATHER, THIS GOVERNOR MUST BE A NOBLE MAN.
- YES, MY SON.
THEY SAY HE IS NOBLE INDEED, AFTER PHARAOH, THE GREATEST
MAN IN THE LAND.
AND NOW MAKE HASTE, MY SONS.
TAKE SILVER FROM THE CHEST.
PREPARE YOUR CARAVAN, AND GO TO THEBES.
PRESENT YOURSELF TO THIS GOVERNOR AND MAKE HONEST
PURCHASE OF OUR NEEDS.
- BUT THE JOURNEY, FATHER, WILL TAKE MANY WEEKS.
- I KNOW, MY SON, BUT BENJAMIN AND I WILL BE
PRAYING FOR YOUR SAFETY.
NOW GO, RUBEN, AND MAKE READY.
- BUT FATHER, I WANT TO GO WITH THEM.
- BENJAMIN!
YOU WILL REMAIN WITH ME.
- FATHER, I WANT TO DO MY SHARE.
- NO, MY SON.
YOUR BROTHER IS DEAD.
OF ALL RACHEL'S CHILDREN, YOU ALONE REMAIN.
NO HARM MUST COME TO YOU.
GO AND GET THE CARAVAN READY.
[MUSIC]
- OH, POWERFUL ONE, HEAR OUR VOICE.
- YOU COME FROM CANAAN?
- WE WOULD BUY FOOD.
- YOU ARE SPIES.
- ALL BROTHERS: NO. NO.
- WE ARE NOT SPIES, MY LORD.
- YOU'VE COME TO WITNESS THE NAKEDNESS OF OUR LAND.
- YOUR SERVANTS WOULD ONLY BY FOOD.
WE ARE TEN BROTHERS, MY LORD, WITH SILVER
IN OUR PURSES.
- ARE THERE MORE OF YOU AT HOME?
- WE HAVE A FATHER, AN OLD MAN, AND A CHILD OF
HIS OLD AGE.
- HOW IS THIS CHILD CALLED?
- BENJAMIN IS HIS NAME, MY LORD.
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- BRING HIM TO ME.
- THE BOY CANNOT LEAVE HIS FATHER.
IF HE WERE HARMED, HIS FATHER WOULD DIE.
- YOUR WORDS NEED PROOF!
ONE OF YOU WILL NOT LEAVE THEBES UNTIL YOUR YOUNGEST
BROTHER IS SHOWN TO ME.
THEN ONLY SHALL I KNOW THAT YOU ARE NOT SPIES
BUT SPEAK THE TRUTH.
- OH, POWERFUL LORD, TO HOLD ONE OF US CAPTIVE
WOULD BE CRUEL!
- I SEE VIOLENCE IN YOUR FACE.
YOU SHALL BE MY SECURITY.
GUARDS, TAKE HIM!
- PLEASE! RELEASE HIM!
- GO TO OUR STOREHOUSES AND BUY THERE, AND CARRY
CORN INTO CANAAN FOR THE FAMINE IN YOUR HOUSE, BUT
BRING THE ONE CALLED BENJAMIN TO ME OR HE NOW
HELD IN PRISON SHALL SURELY DIE.
[MUSIC]
- YAH!
YAH!
[MUSIC]
- YAH!
- HARDER.
HARDER.
- YAH!
[MUSIC]
- JOSEPH AND SIMEON HAVE BEEN TAKEN FROM ME.
WHY, DEAR GOD, WHY MUST ALSO BENJAMIN BE TAKEN AWAY?
BENJAMIN WILL NOT GO BACK WITH YOU.
JOSEPH IS DEAD AND HE ALONE IS LEFT.
- BUT SIMEON NEEDS US.
- FATHER, GIVE ME CARE OF SIMEON, AND I WILL BRING
BOTH SIMEON AND HIM BACK TO YOU.
AND IF I FAIL YOU, GOD STRIKE ME DEAD.
- LET ME SEE THE EGYPTIAN CORN.
ISSACHAR, OPEN IT UP.
WHY DID HE RETURN YOUR MONEY TO YOU?
WHY? WHY DID HE?
WHAT IS THIS THAT GOD HAS DONE TO US?
WHAT ARE THE MOTIVES OF SUCH A GOVERNOR?
- TO HOLD SIMEON IN SECURITY IS HARD
AND MERCILESS.
- THIS IS STRANGE JUSTICE.
- THIS MAN SHALL HAVE ALL THE PROOF HE WANTS.
MY SON, YOU'RE GOING TO EGYPT, AND I AM GOING WITH YOU.
- BUT FATHER!
- WE WILL ALL GO TOGETHER.
[WHIP CRACKING]
- OH! OH! OH!
- STOP!
- WHY DO YOU PUNISH THIS MAN?
- MY LORD, HE SHOUTS AND INCITES THE OTHER PRISONERS
TO REBEL.
[CHAIN RATTLES]
[WHIP CRACKS]
- OH!
OH!
OH!
OH!
OH!
OOOH!
OH!
OH!
- JOSEPH, MAKE HIM STOP IT!
MAKE HIM STOP IT! PLEASE.
HOW CAN YOU BEAR DOING SUCH A CRUEL THING TO
YOUR OWN BROTHER?
HOW CAN YOU BEAR TO LET HIM SUFFER THIS WAY?
NO. LOOK AT ME.
LOOK ME STRAIGHT IN THE EYE.
LET ME SEE HOW YOU WERE ABLE TO DECEIVE ME UP TO
THIS VERY MOMENT.
YOU ARE NO LONGER THE MAN I LOVED.
THE MAN I LOVED DROVE HATRED OUT OF MY HEART.
YOU SPOKE OF LOVE, AND I TRUSTED YOU BECAUSE YOUR
GENTLENESS GAVE YOU CONVICTION.
OH, THAT WAS WHEN YOU REALLY WERE RIGHT.
OH JOSEPH, I BEG YOU, I BEG YOU.
IT WAS YOU WHO TAUGHT ME TO LOVE.
LET ME TEACH YOU NOW HOW TO FORGIVE.
- ASENATH, I ALONE KNOW WHAT I MUST DO.
[MUSIC]
- WHICH IS THE YOUNGER BROTHER, BENJAMIN?
MY GOD BE GRACIOUS TO YOU, MY SON.
- THANK YOU, GREAT LORD.
- IS THIS THE FATHER OF WHOM YOU SPOKE?
- YES, MY LORD.
- YOU ARE OLD FOR SUCH A JOURNEY.
- NO MAN IS OLD WHEN HIS SONS HAVE NEED OF HIM.
OH POWERFUL LORD, YOU DEMANDED SIGHT OF MY
YOUNGEST SON.
LOOK OF HIM NOW.
LOOK!
ARE YOU SATISFIED?
- YES. I AM SATISFIED.
- HIS BROTHER IS DEAD, TORN TO PIECES BY WILD BEASTS AS
THIS ROBE BEARS WITNESS.
THIS IS ALL THE PROOF WE COULD GIVE YOU.
- SIMEON!
OUR BROTHER.
- SIMEON!
- FATHER!
- SIMEON.
SIMEON.
- MY BROTHER.
- OH POWERFUL LORD, YOU'VE HONORED YOUR WORD,
AND I AM CONTENT.
FOR MANY YEARS I HAVE FAVORED BENJAMIN EVEN AS
ONCE I FAVORED JOSEPH.
BUT IF DANGER THREATENS ANY ONE OF MY SONS AND I AM
AFRAID, THEN I KNOW DEEP IN MY HEART THEN MY LOVE IS
EQUALLY DIVIDED AMONG THEM.
- COME NEAR TO ME.
COME.
- THE SILVER, MY LORD.
MY FATHER DID NOT SEEK CHARITY.
- LET ME SEE THE STAIN.
[MUSIC]
- JACOB.
[MUSIC]
- FATHER, YES, I AM JOSEPH WHO WAS SOLD INTO EGYPT.
[TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYS]
- OH, JOSEPH, MY SON.
[TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYS]
- FORGIVE ME FOR MY LONG SILENCE.
BE NOT ANGRY WITH YOURSELVES.
IT WAS NOT YOU WHO SENT ME TO THIS PLACE BUT GOD.
AND YOU WERE HIS INSTRUMENTS.
GOD SENT ME HERE BEFORE YOU TO SAVE YOUR LIVES BY A
GREAT DELIVERANCE, AND YOU WILL FIND SANCTUARY HERE.
BENJAMIN, DO YOU STILL WANT TO BE A CLOWN?
IN THE SHADOW OF PHARAOH, YOU WILL BE SAFE.
- SO THE SEED OF ISRAEL SHALL INCREASE AND MULTIPLY,
AND FROM GENERATION TO GENERATION PROUD OF THEIR
HERITAGE MY CHILDREN CAN WALK THROUGH OUT THE PATHS
OF THIS WORLD IN PEACE FOREVER.
[MUSIC]
Narrator: JACOB LOVED JOSEPH MORE THAN ALL HIS OTHER SONS
BECAUSE HE WAS BORN TO HIM IN HIS OLD AGE.
[MUSIC]
- ALIA!
ALIA!
ALIA!
ALIA.
ALIA.
THERE YOU ARE.
- I'LL SHOW YOU!
- JOSEPH!
- YES, BENJAMIN?
- JOSEPH!
- MUST YOU RESORT TO BLOODSHED?
- I FIGHT FOR WHAT IS MINE!
- YOU CAN'T STEAL FROM ME!
- YOU? YOU CAN'T COUNT.
HOW DO YOU THINK YOU CAN DIVIDE AN ODD NUMBER OF
SHEEP WITHOUT KILLING ONE?
- RATHER THAN KILL A SHEEP,
YOU WOULD KILL ONE ANOTHER?
- OUR FATHER DIED AND LEFT US 15 SHEEP.
- I BEING ELDEST OF THE FAMILY,
HE WILLED THAT HALF OF THEM WILL BE MINE.
- AND OF THE REST, HALF ARE MINE.
- AND THE OTHER HALF MINE.
- BUT HALF OF THE LAST HALF IS MINE,
AND THAT MEANS ALL I GET IS PART OF A DEAD SHEEP.
COUNTING IS ONE THING, BUT TO BE CHEATED LIKE THAT.
- SO?
- SO IT'S IMPOSSIBLE. COUNT THEM.
- IT CAN'T BE DONE.
- BENJAMIN, WHAT DO YOU THINK?
NOW, OUR PROBLEM IS TO DIVIDE 15 SHEEP,
AND NO ONE OF YOU WILL BE CHEATED.
BENJAMIN, BRING ONE OF OUR SHEEP.
NO, PUT YOUR LAMB DOWN.
- BUT JOSEPH, IF YOU'RE GOING TO TAKE HIM
AWAY, HE WILL DIE.
- BENJAMIN, PUT HIM DOWN.
NOW, YOUR FATHER DIED AND WILLED HALF
THE SHEEP TO YOU.
- YES. - YOU'RE THE ELDEST.
- SURE.
- WELL, ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE,
SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT.
TAKE YOUR EIGHT SHEEP.
AND YOU GET HALF OF WHAT IS LEFT.
- YES.
- HERE ARE YOUR FOUR.
AND HERE'S YOUR SHARE, TWO SHEEP.
AND YOUR SHARE, ONE LIVE SHEEP. SEE?
NO ONE WAS CHEATED.
THERE, BENJAMIN, YOU HAVE YOUR ALIA.
- JOSEPH, HOW CLEVER YOU ARE.
- NO, BENJAMIN; HOW FOOLISH THEY WERE.
COME ON. COME ON.
- WHAT IS THAT?
- IT'S A WATER WHEEL.
SOME DAY WE MAY HELP BRING WATER TO THE DESERT.
- YOU KNOW JOSEPH, OF ALL MY BROTHERS,
I LOVE YOU THE MOST.
- YOU SHOULDN'T SAY THAT.
OUR MOTHER LOVED THEM AS THOUGH THEY WERE HER OWN.
- OH, BUT YOU'RE DIFFERENT.
YOU KNOW EVERYTHING.
JOSEPH, WILL YOU PLEASE TEACH ME HOW TO
UNDERSTAND DREAMS?
- JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES AND A GREAT LIGHT SHINES.
- LIKE THIS?
- YES. LIKE THAT.
- I DON'T SEE A LIGHT.
WHAT SORT OF LIGHT?
- WELL, MAYBE SOME DAY WHEN YOU'RE OLDER.
- NO, IT'S NOT THAT.
IT'S BECAUSE YOU'RE A MAGICIAN.
IF ONLY I COULD BE A MAGICIAN.
- YOU KNOW, MAGICIANS AND FORTUNE TELLERS ALWAYS END
UP AT THE COURTS OF KINGS.
- THEY DO?
- AND SO DO THE CLOWNS.
- WHY?
- BECAUSE KINGS ARE ALWAYS AFRAID,
AND MANY OF THE FORTUNE TELLERS TO TELL THEM WHAT
THEY WANT TO HEAR.
AND THE CLOWNS TO MAKE THEM LAUGH.
- THEN I'M GONNA BE A CLOWN!
- HOE! HOE!
- COME ALONG, COME ALONG.
YOU KNOW, AFTER ONE YEAR WE HAVE 50 MORE SHEEP.
- FATHER WILL BE VERY PLEASED.
ARE YOU TIRED?
- NO.
- BENJAMIN, YOU ARE TIRED.
THERE.
- PROMISE TO TELL THEM I WALKED ALL THE WAY.
- NATURALLY.
AT THIS TIME TOMORROW, WE'LL BE HOME.
- JOSEPH IS COMING!
JOSEPH IS COMING!
JOSEPH AND BENJAMIN HAVE COME HOME AGAIN!
- IT WILL BE SO GOOD TO HAVE THEM BACK AGAIN.
- FATHER!
- JOSEPH.
LIGHT OF MY YEARS, WELCOME HOME.
- FATHER!
- AND BENJAMIN, MY SON.
HOW YOU'VE GROWN THIS LAST YEAR.
- WE HAVE 50 MORE SHEEP.
- 50? YOU COULD COUNT ALREADY?
- JOSEPH TAUGHT ME.
- BLESS YOU, JOSEPH.
YOUR NEWS HAS GLADDENED ALL OUR HEARTS.
WELCOME HOME, MY SON.
WELCOME HOME.
- ASHER, DAN.
- JOSEPH.
- MY SONS, TONIGHT WE SHALL FEAST. THE FINEST
SYRIAN WINES WILL MARK THIS HOMECOMING. IN JOSEPH'S
HONOR WILL WE WILL KILL AND ROAST A LAMB.
- NO, MY SON. JOSEPH.
AFTER ALL, HE'S BEEN AWAY FOR A YEAR.
BLESSED BE THE TRUE GOD, KING OF THE UNIVERSE
WHO GIVETH US THIS BREAD FROM THE EARTH.
BLESSED BE THE TRUE GOD KING OF THE UNIVERSE
WHO GIVETH US THE FRUITS OF THE VINE.
NO, NO, MY SON. HERE.
EAT FROM MY DISH.
- ZILPAH, I SEE YOU HAVEN'T LOST YOUR SKILL.
IT IS DELICIOUS.
- THANK YOU.
- MY BROTHERS, TELL ME YOUR NEWS.
- YOUR OTHER BROTHERS ARE WITH THEIR FLOCKS
IN THE SOUTH.
- ARE THEY WELL?
- YES, BUT THEIR FLOCKS HAVE NOT MULTIPLIED.
- BUT FATHER, YOU CANNOT BLAME THEM FOR DROUGHT.
- OR SICKNESS.
- DROUGHT OR SICKNESS IS ALWAYS SOME EXCUSE.
- IF THE LORD WILLS, THE SHEEP MUST DIE.
WHAT CAN WE DO ABOUT IT?
- YES, BUT JOSEPH'S SHEEP MULTIPLIED.
- EVIDENTLY THE LORD MUST GRANT HIM
SPECIAL ARRANGEMENTS.
- DO NOT SPEAK LIGHTLY OF THE LORD.
- FATHER, IT IS UNFAIR TO BLAME US.
EVEN NOW REUBEN AND HIS BROTHERS LOOK
FOR BETTER PASTURES.
TOMORROW WE MUST JOIN THEM WITH OUR FLOCKS.
IF YOU MISTRUST OUR EFFORTS--
- SILENCE!
- FATHER, THERE HAS BEEN DROUGHT AND DISEASE.
- THE GOOD SHEPHERD MOVES HIS FLOCKS TO DISTANT
PASTURES AND REJECTS THE COMFORTS OF HOME,
EVEN AS YOU HAVE DONE THIS PAST YEAR.
THE LORD BLESSED ME WITH 12 SONS,
AND NO MAN SHALL BE MORE CONTENT.
BUT NOW THAT I'M OLD, MY HEART IS HEAVY.
MY CHILDREN'S SCORN MY WORDS.
BUT ONLY YOU, JOSEPH AND LITTLE BENJAMIN,
BELOVED SONS OF RACHEL BRING JOY TO MY LIFE.
- FATHER, YOU HONOR ME.
- I PRAY TO THE LORD THAT I LOVE ALL MY SONS
EQUALLY, BUT THE LORD DOES NOT HEAR MY VOICE.
- I HAD NO WISH TO TELL YOU,
BUT THE OTHER NIGHT WHILE SLEEPING UNDER THE MOON,
I HAD A DREAM.
- I HAVE NO TIME FOR DREAMS.
- NOR I.
- A DREAM IS OFTEN THE INSTRUMENT OF THE LORD.
- OR THE GROANING OF A FULL BELLY.
[LAUGHTER]
- DREAMS? I NEED ALL MY SLEEP WHEN I GO TO BED AT NIGHT.
- I WAS IN THE FIELD WITH MY BROTHERS,
AND WE WERE BINDING SHEAVES.
MY SHEAF STOOD UPRIGHT, AND MY BROTHER'S SHEAVES
BOWED TO MINE.
- NATURALLY.
- AND I DREAMED AGAIN THAT THE SUN AND THE MOON
AND ELEVEN STARS ALSO BOWED TO ME.
- HOW CONVENIENT.
- FATHER, HOW CAN YOU ALLOW HIM TO TALK SUCH NONSENSE.
- MY SON, DO YOU REALIZE THE MEANING OF YOUR WORDS?
DO YOU?
- I DO, FATHER.
- AND SHOULD I, JACOB WHO IS ISRAEL AND ALL MY SONS
BOW DOWN BEFORE YOU?
SPEAK.
- THOSE WERE MY DREAMS.
- AND THE MEANING IS CLEAR TO YOU?
- YES, FATHER.
- TRULY THIS IS THE VOICE OF THE LORD.
ZILPAH?
- YES?
- BRING THE ROBE.
YOUR MOTHER RACHEL WOVE IT.
IT WAS BLESSED BY HER DEAR HANDS AND SHE SAID WHEN
JOSEPH IS A MAN, SET IT ABOUT HIS SHOULDERS.
AND I WISH SHE COULD BE HERE TO SEE YOU,
BUT NOW THAT TIME HAS COME.
LET THIS BE A TOKEN OF MY LOVE FOR YOU,
FOR INDEED YOU ARE THE INSTRUMENT OF THE LORD.
AND WHEN YOU SEE THIS ROBE AMONG YOU,
YOU WILL OBEY ITS OWNER BECAUSE THIS IS
THE WILL OF ISRAEL.
- WHY AREN'T YOU GOING TO BED
INSTEAD OF FRISKING ABOUT.
NOW, NOW.
- JOSEPH, I AM TRULY DISTURBED.
THIS MORNING YOUR BROTHERS LEFT TO JOIN THE OTHERS.
- THEY WILL FIND GOOD PASTURES, FATHER.
- YES, BUT I INSTRUCTED THEM TO GO TO THE MARKET.
- YOU WOULD SELL SOME OF THE FLOCKS THEN?
REUBEN IS EXPERIENCED, HE WILL BARGAIN WELL.
- BUT I CANNOT RELY ON HIM.
BUT I WOULD BE MORE SATISFIED IF YOU WERE
THERE HANDLING THE SALE.
- BUT REUBEN IS THE FIRSTBORN, FATHER.
- YES, BUT A MAN'S AGE IS NO GUARANTEE
OF HIS HONESTY.
- REUBEN AND I ARE BROTHERS.
SURELY WE CAN HANDLE THE SALE TOGETHER.
- BUT THE MONEY MUST REMAIN WITH YOU.
- YES. I KNOW. I KNOW.
IT'S EASY FOR YOU TO SAY, FATHER.
BUT REUBEN WILL NOT LIKE THE IDEA.
- MY TRUST IS IN YOU ALONE.
YOU ALONE MUST BE RESPONSIBLE.
JOSEPH, IN BETHEL WHERE YOU WERE BORN THE LORD
CAME TO ME IN A VISION.
HE SPOKE OF YOU AND THROUGH YOU HE WILL SPEAK TO OUR
FUTURE GENERATIONS.
- LOOK AT HIM, THE FUTURE MASTER.
FOR THE TIME BEING, HE TOO HAS TO BEND HIS BACK.
[LAUGHTER]
I CARE NOTHING FOR DREAMS.
THE CORN, THE SUN, THE MOON AND ALL THE STARS
CAN BOW DOWN BEFORE HIM.
BUT I AM STILL THE ELDEST SON.
IF THE FLOCKS ARE TO BE SOLD,
THEN I'LL DO THE SELLING.
- I DREAMED AN ASS BRAY TOO MUCH,
SO I GAVE IT A CLUBBING.
[LAUGHTER]
- YOU SHOULD HAVE HEARD HIM BRAYING.
HE SAT ON FATHER'S RIGHT HAND AND ATE
FROM FATHER'S DISH.
- IT'S TRUE, SIMEON.
HE TALKED HIMSELF INTO THE ROBE WHICH RACHEL MADE.
- A DREAMER'S ROBE.
- BUT A TROUBLEMAKER.
THE BLOOD OF RACHEL IS IN THAT ONE.
- SHE DREAMED OF CHILDREN JUST AS
HE DREAMS OF POWER.
- THE POWER IS ALREADY HIS.
YES, AND HE WEARS THE ROBE.
- ROBE OR NO ROBE, I HAVE DECIDED.
MY FATHER'S COMMAND SHALL BE OBEYED.
TOMORROW WE WILL DRIVE THE FLOCKS TO THE MARKET
BUT I WILL DO THE SELLING
AND I WILL CARRY THE MONEY HOME.
NOW SAY NO MORE ABOUT IT.
- REUBEN, THE DREAMER.
- REUBEN, WE WILL LEAVE FOR BETH AT DAWN.
- THE DECISION WHEN TO LEAVE IS MY BUSINESS.
- AND MINE.
- THANK YOU THE OFFER, BUT I HAVE NO NEED
FOR YOUR HELP.
- REUBEN, I AM TO TAKE CHARGE OF THE MONEY.
- THE MONEY, MY DEAR BROTHER WILL BE TURNED
OVER TO OUR FATHER.
- ALL OF IT?
- WHAT ARE YOU INSINUATING?
THAT WE'RE THIEVES?
- I HAVE NO WAY OF JUDGING.
- STOP, LET ME GO!
- REUBEN, DO NOT DENY OUR FATHER'S WILL.
[CRYING OUT]
- IS HE DEAD?
- IF HE ISN'T DEAD THE STONE GAVE HIM
SOMETHING TO DREAM ABOUT.
- GET SOME WATER.
- REUBEN! REUBEN!
A CARAVAN!
ISSACHAR, HIDE. GET HIM INTO THE PIT. QUICK.
[GROANING]
- MOHAMMED. ALLI.
- SAMUEL.
- JOSEPH.
THEY FOUND HIM.
- LET'S GO.
- IS THIS MAN OF YOUR COMPANY?
- YES. AND HE'S MORE TROUBLE THAN HE'S WORTH.
- A SLAVE?
- A USELESS SLAVE.
- HE IS HURT.
- HE STUMBLED AND HIT HIS HEAD ON A ROCK.
- AND YOU THREW HIM IN THE PIT.
- A FEW HOURS DOWN THERE AND HE MIGHT
HAVE MENDED HIS WAYS.
- HE'S A LOT OF TROUBLE.
- IN EGYPT, THERE IS A DEMAND FOR SUCH FELLOWS.
- HE IS NOT FOR SALE.
- I WILL PAY A FAIR PRICE, MAKING ALLOWANCE FOR
HIS CONDITION, OF COURSE.
FIFTEEN PIECES OF SILVER.
CAN HE READ OR WRITE?
- OF COURSE. YES.
- NOW LOOK, I'M A MAN OF BUSINESS.
HE'S OF NO USE TO YOU AND OF LITTLE VALUE TO ME.
20 PIECES OF SILVER, YES? OR NO?
[MUSIC]
- THE NEXT MORNING, FATHER,
WE FOUND HIS BODY TORN BY WILD BEASTS.
[CRYING]
- THIS WAS HIS BREAD.
THIS WAS HIS WINE.
FROM THIS DAY, YOU WILL COVER YOUR LOINS IN
SACKCLOTH AND YOU WILL MOURN AS I WILL MOURN.
EVEN TO THE GRAVE.
[CRYING]
- DON'T CRY, BENJAMIN, MY SON.
JOSEPH IS NOT DEAD.
HE WILL BE IN OUR HEARTS AND WILL LIVE WITH US FOR
THE REST OF OUR DAYS.
[SELLERS CALLING OUT]
- SLAVES FROM SYRIA! SLAVES FROM ARABIA!
SLAVES FROM JUDAH!
OH, POWERFUL POTIPHAR RIGHT HAND OF THE MIGHTY
PHARAOH, LIGHT OF EGYPT.
WHAT TREASURES I HAVE HERE FOR YOU.
RARE SILKS.
JEWELS.
THE BLACKEST PEARLS FROM THE LAND OF INDIA.
- THE MYSTERY OF A BLACK PEARL.
- MY FRIEND, YOU'RE A ROMANTIC.
- ROMANTIC? DO YOU THINK THEY'D PLEASE MY WIFE.
- THEY'D PLEASE ANY LADY, MY LORD.
- THE HERBS, MY LORD.
- I HAVEN'T THE FAINTEST INTEREST IN HERBS.
PEARLS ARE TEAR DROPS FROM THE NIGHT SKY.
HERBS MAKE ME VOMIT.
- BUT THE HERBS ARE VERY GOOD FOR YOU.
THEY KEEP YOU IN GOOD HEALTH, MY LORD.
- MY HEALTH IS NOT IMPROVED BY YOUR VILE BOOZE.
WINE IS THE BLOOD OF LIFE. RICH RED WINE.
MERCHANT, TELL THIS FOOL PHYSICIAN THAT I'M RIGHT.
- ONLY WINE, MY LORD.
- EXACTLY. YOU'RE A SENSIBLE FELLOW.
I'LL TAKE THE PEARLS.
- LOOK AT HIM.
REKHMIRE HAS BECOME THE SHADOW OF POTIPHAR.
HE NEVER LEAVES HIM.
- THAT IS SO HE CAN FIGHT HIM AT THE
OPPORTUNE MOMENT.
REKHMIRE IS TRULY A TWO-LEGGED SERPENT.
- QUIET. EVEN THE VERY STONES HAVE EARS.
- LET THEM HEAR.
MY FATHER IS CORRECT.
SO LONG AS EGYPT IS FULL OF MEN LIKE REKHMIRE
THERE WILL BE NO PEACE FOR THE POOR PEOPLE.
- THAT REMINDS ME, I NEED SOME SLAVES
FOR MY NEW VINEYARDS.
- THE FINEST IN TOWN, MY LORD.
- WHERE DOES THIS ONE COME FROM?
- FROM SYRIA, MY LORD.
- FROM SYRIA, EH?
MARKED WITH A LASH.
- LOOK AT THIS ONE.
- NO.
- HERE IS ONE FROM CANAAN.
- FROM CANAAN?
NO.
POOR QUALITY.
- BUT THIS SLAVE CAN READ AND WRITE, MY LORD.
- A SLAVE WHO CAN READ AND WRITE?
- HE MAKES EXCELLENT WINE.
- DOES HE?
DOES HE INDEED?
- NO MAN MAKES WINE LIKE A HEBREW.
- A JEW?
YOU INSULT MY HIGH OFFICE.
HOW DARE YOU!
YOU DIRTY-- HOW DARE YOU!
I'LL TEACH YOU!
YOU THIEF-- [GASPING FOR AIR]
- GIVE HIM AIR, GIVE HIM AIR.
- GET BACK, GET BACK.
- IT'S THE WORST ATTACK YET.
- POTIPHAR! POTIPHAR!
- THE END IS NEAR.
- POTIPHAR!
- DRAW BLOOD FROM HIM OR HE'LL DIE.
- IF THEY KILL US ALL, I'LL KILL YOU FIRST!
- I TELL YOU, IF YOU DON'T DRAW BLOOD, HE'LL DIE!
[CROWD GASPING]
- STAND BACK NOW.
LET HIM BREATHE.
[CROWD YELLING] STONE HIM! HE'S A MURDER!
[GROANING]
- YOU BACK TO YOUR HOUSE NOW.
- NO. I WANT TO SEE SO I CAN REMEMBER THIS.
- HAVE HIM BROUGHT BACK.
- GUARD.
- YOU SAVED MY LIFE. THANK YOU.
- LOOK!
- DEAR GOD OF DREAMS.
TODAY SHE'S MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN EVER.
- POTIPHAR!
POTIPHAR!
- MY DEAR.
DO YOU KNOW YOU'RE MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN EVER.
YOU COME AND SEE MY ARRANGEMENT FOR THE
HANGING OF THE SECOND AND THIRD CROSS NOBLE.
I'M SURE YOU'LL ENJOY IT.
TRADITION SATISFIED YOU WITH CEREMONIAL SPLENDOR,
CORRECTNESS IN ALL THINGS, EVEN IN DEATH.
I MISSED YOU.
- YES, OF COURSE.
- WELL THAT'S SUCH A SIMPLE OCCUPATION TO HIDE
MY LONELINESS BUT NOW I'VE GOT YOU BACK.
- JUST ANOTHER TOY TO ADD TO YOUR COLLECTION.
IS THAT IT?
- LOOK, BLACK PEARLS ESPECIALLY FOR YOU.
- IT'S VERY KIND OF YOU.
- BUT DON'T THEY PLEASE YOU?
- YES.
- WELL THEN, KISS ME, MY CHILD.
- FLOWERS, JEWELS. MUST IT ALWAYS BE PRESENTS?
- THE WIFE OF POTIPHAR HAS ONLY TO NAME HER WISH.
WHAT IS IT MY LOVE?
- I NEED TO BE LOVED.
- BUT I DO LOVE YOU.
I LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART.
- YES POTIPHAR, I BELIEVE THAT YOU LOVE ME
WITH ALL YOUR HEART.
BUT LOOK AT ME.
WHAT AM I?
- THE LOVELIEST WOMAN IN ALL EGYPT.
- THE UNHAPPIEST.
ANOTHER DECORATION IN YOUR PALACE.
ANOTHER TROPHY TO YOUR TITLE.
JUST ONE OF THE CHATTELS WHICH MAKES YOU GREAT,
POTIPHAR.
IT'S NOT ENOUGH.
- NOW THAT YOU'RE BACK, I'M GOING TO GIVE A GREAT
PARTY IN YOUR HONOR.
THE PHARAOH HIMSELF WILL SIT AT YOUR RIGHT HAND AND
ALL OUR FRIENDS WILL--
- WILL NOTICE MY SADNESS.
- MUST YOU ALWAYS TORMENT ME WITH YOUR DISCONTENT?
I CAN'T GIVE YOU ANYTHING MORE.
- I KNOW. THAT'S WHY I'M SO SAD.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
- WHO IS HE?
- JOSEPH, A SLAVE.
HE SAVED MY LIFE.
HE CAN READ AND WRITE AND COUNT.
HE TAKES CARE OF MY LIBRARY AND OF MY HEALTH.
- SURELY THAT IS YOUR PHYSICIANS' JOB.
- PHYSICIANS.
JOSEPH DOTH MORE TO CURE MY AILMENTS THAN ALL OF THOSE
IDIOTS PUT TOGETHER.
- HOW FORTUNATE.
- REKHMIRE, MY LORD, MINISTER OF LANDS.
- WELCOME HOME.
- THANK YOU, REKHMIRE.
- ON BEHALF OF PHARAOH.
POTIPHAR, MY FRIEND, YOU MUST BE HAPPY TO HAVE YOUR
LOVELY WIFE BACK AT YOUR SIDE.
SUCH A VILLA IS NOT COMPLETE WITHOUT ITS MISTRESS.
- MY HOME IS ALWAYS PERFECTLY RUN, REKHMIRE.
- OH, OF COURSE.
I WAS FORGETTING ABOUT JOSEPH, ESTATE MANAGER,
CHIEF ACCOUNTANT, MAJOR DOMO, PRIVATE ADVISOR.
TRULY REMARKABLE.
- IS THAT TRUE, POTIPHAR?
HOW VERSATILE.
- BUT NOW YOU ARE BACK.
I'M SURE POTIPHAR MEANS TO GET RID OF HIM.
- I RUN MY HOUSE AS I PLEASE, REKHMIRE!
GOOD DAY TO YOU.
- I WILL GIVE REPORT OF YOUR BEAUTY TO
PHARAOH, MY LADY. GOODBYE.
- HIS TONGUE IS TOO SMOOTH.
HIS AMBITION TOO OBVIOUS.
- I THINK JOSEPH IS AMBITIOUS.
- A REFRESHMENT, MY LADY, AFTER YOUR LONG JOURNEY.
- THE WINE IS FROM JOSEPH'S COUNTRY, CANAAN.
HE MADE IT HIMSELF.
- IT'S DELICIOUS.
- ISN'T HE A GENIUS?
- I'M ONLY A SLAVE, MISTRESS.
- NEVER LET ME HEAR YOU SAY THAT AGAIN.
YOU SAVED MY LIFE!
YOU'RE MY FRIEND.
- THANK YOU, MY LORD.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[WATER SPLASHING]
- HOW EXTRAORDINARY.
I THOUGHT IT WAS THE MASTER WHO HAD TO BEAT THE SLAVE.
- NO, MY DEAR.
IT'S A NEW FORM OF MASSAGE INVENTED BY JOSEPH HIMSELF.
I FIND IT MOST STIMULATING.
YOU OUGHT TO TRY IT.
OH. OUCH!
- I THINK THAT'S ENOUGH, MY LORD.
- I SHOULD HOPE SO.
- AND NOW SOME REST, MASTER.
- I SHOULD THINK SO.
- JOSEPH?
- YES, MY LADY.
- I WISH TO TRY IT, TOO.
COME HERE.
COME HERE.
DO THEY SCRATCH THE SKIN?
- ONE MUST KNOW HOW TO USE THEM.
- I'M IN GOOD HANDS.
COME ON.
WELL?
HAVE YOU HEARD WHAT MY HUSBAND SAID?
[SINGING IN BACKGROUND]
I DON'T KNOW HOW WE COULD HAVE
EVER MANAGED WITHOUT YOU.
FEELS AS IF YOU HAVE BROUGHT SO MANY CHANGES
INTO OUR HOUSE.
NOW EVERYTHING IS SO CALM HERE.
AND YOU KNOW MY HUSBAND POTIPHAR NO LONGER FLIES
INTO HIS TERRIBLE TANTRUMS.
- POTIPHAR: STOP IT!
STOP IT, YOU HEAR ME!
YOU'RE THE ONE THAT SINGS IN MY HOUSE!
COME HERE!
COME HERE, COME TO ME!
I KNEW THERE WAS SOMEONE WHO SHOUTED!
GO AWAY!
I'LL HAVE YOU FLOGGED, DO YOU HEAR ME?
I'LL HAVE YOU FLOGGED!
LET THERE BE SILENCE IN THIS HOUSE!
I'LL HAVE YOU FLOGGED!
DEVIL YOU DEVIL!
WHO TOLD YOU YOU COULD SING IN MY HOUSE?
I'LL HAVE YOU FLOGGED!
I'LL HAVE YOU FLOGGED TO DEATH!
OW, OW!
HOW DARE YOU!
HOW DARE YOU!
DO YOU THINK I'M SUBJECT TO A SLAVE!
GET OUT OF HERE!
GET BACK TO THE MARKET!
GO BACK WHERE YOU BELONG! GET OUT!
- POTIPHAR?
- JOSEPH, COME BACK.
YOU DIDN'T THINK I WAS SERIOUS, DID YOU?
YOU SAVED MY LIFE.
YOU'RE MY FRIEND.
WHY ARE YOU WEARING THOSE CLOTHES?
WHY DON'T YOU GET YOURSELF PROPERLY DRESSED?
WE'RE GOING HUNTING.
WITH THE PHARAOH.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING DOWN THERE?
[MEN LAUGHING]
- AND NOW, MY LADY, LET'S DRINK THE BLOOD OF LIFE
IN THE NAME OF YOUR CHARITABLE LORD.
TO THE GREAT SIR POTIPHAR.
THIS IS AN INSULT.
- WHAT IS, MY LORD?
- IT'S AN INSULT THAT SUCH EXQUISITE WINE SHOULD BE
WASTED ON POTIPHAR'S DATED PALATE.
[LAUGHTER]
- PHARAOH, OUR MASTER OF THE WINE PRESS IS THE
GREATEST IN ALL THINGS.
- MAKE HIM KNOWN TO ME.
WELL?
TELL ME WHO HE IS.
- I CANNOT.
- OR YOU WILL NOT.
- HE IS A SLAVE.
- SUCH TALENT IS HELD IN SLAVERY?
POTIPHAR, IS THIS TRUE?
- WELL, I...
- YES.
MY HUSBAND IS JUST GOING TO RELEASE HIM.
- WAS I?
- YES.
- OH, YES, YES, YES, I WAS.
YES, YES.
- THEN DO SO AT ONCE.
- YES, YES, BY ALL MEANS.
WHERE ARE YOU?
OH, THERE HE IS.
- THIS IS OUR SLAVE FROM CANAAN.
- WELL?
- WELL, DON'T JUST STAND THERE.
COME HERE.
- YOUR NAME?
- JOSEPH, MY LORD.
- JOSEPH, WE DRINK TO YOUR ARTISTRY.
FROM THIS MOMENT, YOU'RE A FREE MAN.
FREE TO COME AND GO AS YOU PLEASE.
THIS IS OUR ROYAL COMMAND.
- JUST DON'T STAND THERE.
HAVE A DRINK OF YOUR OWN WINE.
EVERYTHING WE HAVE IS YOURS TO DO WITH AS YOU WISH.
[LAUGHING]
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
- JOSEPH?
NO, NOW YOU ARE A FREE MAN.
- THANK YOU FOR HELPING ME, MY LADY.
- JOSEPH...
WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO NOW?
- A COMMAND CAN FREE A MAN FROM SLAVERY.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[MEN LAUGHING IN THE DISTANCE]
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
- POTIPHAR'S WIFE: POTIPHAR!
POTIPHAR!
- POTIPHAR, COME ALONG.
COME ON.
[LAUGHTER]
[MEN LAUGHING]
- MY CHILD?
WHAT'S THE MATTER, MY LOVE?
[CUP FALLS]
- YES, IT WAS JOSEPH!
- HOW VERSATILE OUR JOSEPH.
- MY WIFE IN HER GOODNESS PLEADED FOR YOUR FREEDOM,
AND YOUR ONLY THANKS WAS TO BE FREE WITH HER.
[SLAP]
CHAIN HIM.
CAST HIM INTO PRISON.
TAKE HIM AWAY!
AND THERE, ALL ASH WILL BE BEATEN FROM YOUR BODY.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[MEN TALKING]
- HEY!
GET MOVING THERE!
HEAVE!
HEAVE!
PULL IT UP THERE!
HEAVE!
HEAVE!
HA!
PULL IT UP THERE!
HEAVE!
YEAW!!
HEAVE!
HEAVE!
HEY, SEND ME DOWN TWO MORE MEN!
- AREN'T YOU JOSEPH?
- ALL RIGHT, BACK TO WORK.
- NOW YOU!
GET MOVING!
- I THOUGHT PHARAOH HAD GIVEN YOU YOUR FREEDOM.
- WHY ARE YOU HERE?
- THE PHARAOH'S FOOD AND WINE WERE FOUND TO
HAVE BEEN POISONED.
- BUT WE ARE INNOCENT.
IT WAS REKHMIRE.
- THAT MAN WILL STOP AT NOTHING...
- HEY, YOU, HOLD YOUR TONGUE!
- THANK YOU, MY SON.
- BACK TO WORK!
HEAVE!
HEAVE!
HEAVE!
[MAN WHIMPERING]
- WHAT IS IT?
- I HAD A DREAM.
- A NIGHTMARE?
- NO...
BUT IT WAS STRANGE.
- THEN FORGET IT.
LOOK, THE DAWN IS BREAKING.
TRY TO SLEEP.
- NO, TRY TO REMEMBER.
TELL ME.
- THERE WAS A VINE IN FRONT OF ME.
IT HAD THREE BRANCHES.
IT BUDDED AND BLOSSOMED BEFORE MY EYES,
AND THEN THE GRAPES RIPENED, AND PHARAOH'S CUP WAS
IN MY HAND.
AND I TOOK THE GRAPES AND PRESSED THEM INTO IT,
AND I GAVE THE CUP TO PHARAOH.
- THAT WAS A BEAUTIFUL DREAM.
- BUT THEN WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN?
- THE THREE BRANCHES ARE THREE DAYS.
WITHIN THREE DAYS, PHARAOH WILL RESTORE YOU TO HIGH
OFFICE, AND ONCE AGAIN, AS GRAND CUP BEARER,
YOU WILL SERVE YOUR ROYAL MASTER.
- CAN THIS BE TRUE?
- INTERPRETATIONS BELONG TO GOD, AND HE IS TRUTH.
- THE OTHER NIGHT, I ALSO HAD A DREAM.
IT WAS JUST AS STRANGE.
I HAD BASKETS OF FOOD ON MY HEAD,
AND THE BIRDS ATE FROM THE UPPERMOST BASKET.
HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN THAT?
- THE THREE BASKETS ARE THREE DAYS.
- YES, GO ON.
- WITHIN THREE DAYS...
- I, TOO, SHALL BE RESTORED TO OFFICE!
TELL ME, THEN.
PERHAPS I --I DIDN'T TELL YOU THE DREAM WELL.
- YOU TOLD ME WELL.
IT WILL RAIN TODAY.
NO MAN CAN ALTER THE WILL OF GOD.
[DRUMS PLAYING]
[PEOPLE CLAMORING]
[DRUMS PLAYING]
- IN THE NAME OF THE IMPERIAL PHARAOH AND WITH
HIS ROYAL SANCTION, I, POTIPHAR,
CAPTAIN OF THE GUARD, MINISTER OF PRISONS,
DO HEREBY PUBLISH THAT THE FOLLOWING SHALL
SUFFER DEATH BY HANGING.
ROYAL CUP BEARER AND BAKER TO THE COURT OF PHARAOH.
EXECUTIONERS, PROCEED.
[DRUMS BEATING LOUDLY]
- POTIPHAR, REMEMBER MY WORDS.
REKHMIRE ALSO PLANNED SUCH AN END FOR YOU!
AHHHHH!
- NO, NO!
I'M INNOCENT.
I DON'T WANT TO DIE!
HAVE MERCY!
OH!
STOP, STOP!
MERCY!
[PEOPLE GASPING AND EXCLAIMING]
- RELEASE HIM!
THE GODS THEMSELVES HAVE GRANTED YOUR PARDON.
- OBSERVER: HE DESERVES HIS FREEDOM.
[CRYING]
- RETURN WITH ME TO MY HOUSE, MY FRIEND.
- I MUST ALSO THANK SOMEONE ELSE.
THANK YOU, IT WAS JUST AS YOU SAID.
THANK YOU!
- IT WAS THE WILL OF GOD.
- TAKE HIM AWAY.
[SOMBER MUSIC]
- FATHER!
FATHER!
[CRYING]
WHY DID THEY HAVE TO KILL YOU?
I HATE YOU!
I HATE YOU!
MURDERERS, I HATE YOU!
YOU FILTHY MURDERERS!
I HATE YOU!
- NO. YOU MUSTN'T HATE.
EACH DAY, SOMETHING WITHIN US DIES.
ONLY THROUGH LOVE CAN WE SURVIVE.
THE PEOPLE WE LOVE LIVE ON THROUGH US.
- WHO ARE YOU TO SPEAK TO ME IN THIS WAY?
- A MAN WHO HAS HOPE.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
- REKHMIRE?
REKHMIRE?
REKHMIRE?
[BANGING GONG]
REKHMIRE!
REKHMIRE!
- WHO CALLED ME? - THE PHARAOH.
- COME ON!
- WHAT IS IT?
MY LORD, WHAT TROUBLES YOU?
- I HAD A DREAM, TWO TERRIFYING DREAMS.
- TELL ME, OH, POWERFUL LORD.
- I STOOD BY A RIVER, AND OUT OF THE RIVER CAME SEVEN
FAT COWS, THEIR UDDERS HEAVY WITH MILK,
AND THEY WENT TO PASTURE.
THEN OUT OF THE SAME RIVER CAME SEVEN LEAN COWS,
THEIR UDDERS EMPTY AND WRINKLED,
AND THEY ATE UP THE SEVEN FAT ONES.
THEN AGAIN I DREAMED THAT SEVEN YEARS OF CORN CAME UP
FROM THE EARTH.
THEY WERE ON ONE STALK, HEALTHY AND GOOD
TO LOOK UPON.
THEN SEVEN THIN EARS SPRANG UP,
AND THEY WERE DRY AND BLASTED BY THE EAST WIND,
AND THEY DEVOURED THE SEVEN HEALTHY ONES, AND I AWOKE!
MINISTER OF DREAMS, TELL ME THE MEANING.
TELL ME! TELL ME!
- OMNIPOTENT PHARAOH, YOUR DREAMS ARE STRANGE INDEED.
- THIS I COULD TELL YOU, BUT THE MEANING!
THE MEANING!
- I... DO NOT KNOW.
- I FEEL A GREAT DANGER THREATENS EGYPT.
I AM THE PHARAOH, AND I AM THE DESTINY OF MY PEOPLE.
THE WHOLE MEANING OF MY EXISTENCE CULMINATES
IN THIS MOMENT, HELP ME!
HELP ME NOW!
I CAN HAVE NO PEACE UNTIL THE TRUTH IS
MADE CLEAR TO ME!
CALL THE INTERPRETERS OF DREAMS.
SEND FOR THE FORTUNE TELLERS.
SUMMON THE MAGICIANS.
FROM EVERY CORNER OF EGYPT, BRING WISE MEN AND SAGES.
THIS IS MY COMMAND!
- MY POWERFUL LORD.
- WHAT IS IT?
- LET ME SPEAK.
- YOU HAVE AN INTERPRETATION?
- NO, BUT I KNOW THE MAN.
- WHAT MAN?
- THE SLAVE OF POTIPHAR'S TO WHOM YOU GAVE FREEDOM.
- I DID?
- BUT THEN HE WAS UNJUSTLY CAST IN JAIL,
AND BECAUSE HE GAVE MEANING TO MY DREAMS IN MY GREATEST
NEED, I AM ALIVE TO TELL YOU.
- BRING HIM TO ME.
BRING HIM TO ME!
PERHAPS HE CAN GIVE ME THE TRUE EXPLANATION.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
- HERE IS THAT MAN, MY LORD.
HIS NAME IS JOSEPH.
- THEN SPEAK.
- WHAT GOD IS ABOUT TO DO, HE SHOWS TO PHARAOH.
FIRST, IN THE LAND OF EGYPT, THERE WILL BE SEVEN YEARS OF
GREAT PLENTY, AND THEN ALL THE PLENTY SHALL BE
FORGOTTEN, AND FAMINE WILL CONSUME THE LAND.
- GREAT KING, THESE ARE INVENTIONS.
- FOR SEVEN LONG YEARS, EGYPT WILL BE
DEEP IN SUFFERING.
- IF SUCH IS THE WILL OF YOUR GOD, WHAT MUST I DO?
- TAKE ACTION NOW.
- SUCH ACTION CALLS FOR A MAN WHO IS
DISCREET AND WISE.
LET'S HEAR MORE.
- HE MUST BE PLACED OVER THE LAND OF EGYPT.
TO THIS MAN, YOU MUST SAY, "COME WITH ME,"
AND HE WILL BECOME THE MOON BETWEEN THE PHARAOH AND THE
SHINING SUN OF THE WORLD.
LET THIS MAN APPOINT OFFICERS THROUGHOUT THE
LAND, AND LET THEM GATHER ALL THE FOOD OF THE GOOD
YEARS AND LAY UP CORN UNDER YOUR MIGHTY HAND.
LET THEM STORE FOOD IN ALL OF YOUR CITIES.
THEY MUST IRRIGATE, BUILD CANALS, STORE WATER,
CONTROL THE LIFE-GIVING NILE SO THAT HER VOLUME MAY BE
USED IN THE HOUR OF EGYPT'S NEED.
DO ALL THESE THINGS, GREAT KING,
AND YOUR LAND WILL NOT PERISH.
MAY ALMIGHTY GOD PROTECT YOU AND YOUR PEOPLE.
MY TASK HERE HAS ENDED.
- RISE.
I THANK YOU.
STAY!
YOUR WORDS ARE GOOD.
WHO AMONG MY NOBLES IS SUCH A MAN?
AMONG ALL WHO ARE WISE AND HONEST,
WHO IS THE MAN IN WHOM THE SPIRIT OF THE GODS DWELLS?
IN WHICH OF YOU CAN I PLACE MY TRUST?
YOUR GOD HAS SHOWN YOU ALL THESE THINGS.
THEREFORE, YOU HAVE THE DISCRETION AND ALL THE
WISDOM THAT EGYPT NEEDS.
JOSEPH, YOU ARE THE MAN.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
MARK, THE DIVINE GODDESS, SHINES WITH THE TRUTH OF
THIS MOMENT.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[CEREMONIAL CHIMES RINGING]
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
- MY PALACE WILL BE HONORED BY YOUR PRESENCE.
HERE IS YOUR INSIGNIA OF OFFICE.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
ACCORDING TO YOUR WORD SHALL ALL MY PEOPLE BE RULED.
ONLY ON THE THRONE WILL I BE GREATER THAN YOU.
[TRUMPETS]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[FLUTE MUSIC]
- BENJAMIN?
- YES, FATHER?
- YOU'RE LITTLE TUNE REMINDS ME OF JOSEPH
IN THE PAST.
- OH.
SOMETIMES WHEN I TAKE THE SHEEP TO PASTURE, I SEEM TO
HEAR HIS VOICE.
OH. I'M SORRY, FATHER, FOR CAUSING YOU SADNESS.
- NO, NO. PLAY ON, BENJAMIN.
SUCH MEMORIES ARE ALWAYS DEAR TO ME.
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
- MY FRIEND.
NEPHIR, SPARE YOURSELF THIS CONSTANT BOWING.
WHY HAVE YOU BEEN AWAY SO LONG?
- YOU ARE THE ONE THAT IS ALWAYS AWAY.
- MY TOURS TAKE UP ALL MY TIME.
SO MUCH TO BE DONE, SO MANY DIFFICULTIES.
- DOES REKHMIRE STILL GIVE YOU TROUBLE?
HE WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU.
DON'T GET IN HIS WAY.
THE GRAND BAKER KNEW THE EVIL IN HIM.
POOR NANAR.
HIS FACE STILL HAUNTS MY DAYS.
I CAN SEE HIM NOW.
- AND I CAN SEE HIS EYES, EYES BURNING WITH CONTEMPT.
I'LL NEVER FORGET THEM. NEVER.
- ASENATH.
- IS THAT HER NAME?
- SHE STILL LIVES ALONE MOURNING THE DEATH OF
MY OLD FRIEND.
- ALONE?
- AH, YES. SHE SEES NO ONE.
- NO. IN THE PRISON, HE TELLS ME THAT ONLY THROUGH LOVE IS IT
POSSIBLE TO SURVIVE, THAT WE HAVE TO BELIEVE IN THE POWER
OF HUMAN BEINGS.
AND THEY WEREN'T THE EMPTY USUAL WORDS OF CONDOLENCE
BECAUSE I SAW IN HIM SUCH FORTITUDE, SUCH A SENSE OF
CONFIDENCE IN HIMSELF.
AND NOW HE PREFERS TO BE SEATED ON THE RIGHT HAND OF
THE PHARAOH, THE MAN WHO MURDERED MY FATHER.
HOW CAN I BELIEVE HIM?
- YOU ARE UNJUST I THINK WITH JOSEPH.
BELIEVE ME, ASENATH, HE IS STILL THE SAME MAN
YOU REMEMBER.
TODAY HE'S A FRIEND OF THE PHARAOH AND HE IS REPLACING
REKHMIRE FOR HE IS WORKING AS BEST HE CAN FOR OUR WELFARE
AND REKHMIRE IS TRYING TO AVENGE HIMSELF ON HIM AS HE
DID WITH YOUR FATHER.
JOSEPH IS ALONE.
WE MUST BE NEAR HIM AND HELP HIM.
- LEAVE ME TO MY SOLITARY LIFE.
- WE HAVE READ YOUR PETITION AND CONSIDERED THE
VIEWS OF THE NOBLES WHO HAVE JOINED THEIR NAMES
WITH YOURS.
- LOYALTY TO YOU, GREAT KING, DEMANDS THAT YOU HEAR
OUR VOICE.
- WE'RE UNCHANGED IN OUR OPINION.
- BUT --
- JOSEPH REMAINS.
- YOU ARE MISTAKEN IN YOUR JUDGMENT.
YOU HAVE PLACED YOURSELF IN THE HANDS OF --
- ENOUGH! GO.
YOU AND YOUR KIND TAX OUR PATIENCE.
- BUT I --
- LEAVE US!
- IT IS QUITE USELESS.
- THEN WE HAVE NO CHOICE.
- TONIGHT THE MESSENGER WILL LEAVE TO GO TO THE
KING OF SYRIA.
[MUSIC]
- JOSEPH?
[MUSIC]
- ASENATH.
[MUSIC]
- WE HAPPENED TO BE PASSING YOUR VILLA, AND WE THOUGHT WE --
[MUSIC]
- I'M SO GLAD THAT YOU CAME HERE.
- EVEN WHEN I WAS SURE THAT I HATED YOU, I WASN'T ABLE
TO GET YOU OUT OF MY THOUGHTS ENTIRELY.
THE MEMORY OF YOUR WORDS WAS MY ONLY COMFORT.
IF YOU KNEW HOW LONELY I FELT --
- NO. THERE ARE FLOWERS THAT GROW IN THE DESERT, EACH ONE
ALONE SURROUNDED BY SAND, AND YET THESE NIGHTS WHEN
THERE IS NO WIND THEY LEAN TOWARDS EACH OTHER
MYSTERIOUSLY AND TOUCH.
THAT MOMENT THEIR LIVES HAVE MEANING.
- GIVE ME YOUR HANDS.
MAY THE HANDS WHICH I HOLD IN MINE REMAIN UNITED FOREVER.
[MUSIC]
[HAND CLAPS]
- LISTEN, ALL OF YOU.
WE HAVE VERY SERIOUS NEWS FOR YOU.
WE ARE INFORMED THAT THE KING OF SYRIA HAS INVADED
OUR BORDERS.
THE INVADERS ARE PLUNDERING OUR CROPS AND HAVE BEGUN TO
LOOT AND DESTROY OUR VILLAGES.
- GREAT PHARAOH, WHERE ARE THEY ATTACKING?
- NEAR THE FLOOD GATES IN THE VALLEY.
[MUSIC]
[WOMEN SCREAMING]
[MUSIC]
- THE RIGHT MUST TRULY BE WITH US.
WE HAVE BEEN HELPED AGAIN.
- HOW HAS HE HELPED US?
OUR VILLAGES HAVE BEEN SACKED AND DESTROYED, OUR
WOMEN AND CHILDREN BY THE MURDERED BY THE SYRIANS AND
THEIR ALLIES, AND THEY'RE STILL HERE.
- YES, BUT THE SWORD OF DIVINE JUSTICE WILL FALL
UPON THEIR HEADS.
- PUT THE OTHER ONE ON THE SPIT.
HELP ME.
[FOOTSTEPS FALL]
- GREAT KING, THE HOUR OF VENGEANCE IS AT HAND.
- TOMORROW EVENING WE WILL DRINK A TOAST TO OUR VICTORY
AND MAKE AN END FOREVER TO THE FILTHY PEOPLE OF EGYPT.
[LAUGHING]
- AND YOU REKHMIRE WILL HAVE HONOR AND POSTS AGAIN
REST ASSURED.
I WILL HAND YOU JOSEPH'S HEAD LIKE THIS.
[LAUGHING]
- THE SIGNAL.
- OPEN THE FLOOD GATES!
[MUSIC]
[MUSIC]
- HE MUST BE A CRUEL GOD TO LET OUR SHEEP DIE.
- MY SON, THE LORD IN HIS INFINITE UNDERSTANDING HAS A
REASON FOR ALL THINGS, EVEN FAMINE AND PESTILENCE.
- FATHER, IF HE DENIES US WATER AND OUR STOREHOUSES
WILL STAY EMPTY, WHAT CAN WE DO?
- MY SON, GOD IN HIS MERCY ALWAYS SHOWS US ANOTHER WAY.
THERE IS CORN IN EGYPT.
THE STOREHOUSES ARE FULL TO OVERFLOWING.
WHY DO YOU LOOK AT ONE ANOTHER?
- EGYPT!
THEY HAVE FAMINE, TOO.
- BETTER TO SAY THERE IS CORN ON THE MOON.
- IF THE PHARAOH HAS SUCH AN ABUNDANCE, YOU CAN BE
SURE IT'S FOR HIS OWN PEOPLE.
- HE HAS ENOUGH FOR HIS OWN PEOPLE AND MORE TO SELL.
- ARE YOU SURE, FATHER?
- YES, BENJAMIN, MY SON.
IN THEBES, THERE IS A WISE GOVERNOR WHO RULES IN THE
NAME OF PHARAOH.
FOR MANY YEARS, HE HAS PREPARED EGYPT AGAINST THIS
DAY, AND NOW THERE'S CORN AND PLENTY.
- BUT, FATHER, WHY SHOULD HE SELL TO US?
- BECAUSE IN HIS WISDOM, THIS GOVERNOR HAS COMPASSION
ON THE HUNGRY AND THE HELPLESS.
THE BORDERS OF EGYPT ARE OPEN.
- FATHER, THIS GOVERNOR MUST BE A NOBLE MAN.
- YES, MY SON.
THEY SAY HE IS NOBLE INDEED, AFTER PHARAOH, THE GREATEST
MAN IN THE LAND.
AND NOW MAKE HASTE, MY SONS.
TAKE SILVER FROM THE CHEST.
PREPARE YOUR CARAVAN, AND GO TO THEBES.
PRESENT YOURSELF TO THIS GOVERNOR AND MAKE HONEST
PURCHASE OF OUR NEEDS.
- BUT THE JOURNEY, FATHER, WILL TAKE MANY WEEKS.
- I KNOW, MY SON, BUT BENJAMIN AND I WILL BE
PRAYING FOR YOUR SAFETY.
NOW GO, RUBEN, AND MAKE READY.
- BUT FATHER, I WANT TO GO WITH THEM.
- BENJAMIN!
YOU WILL REMAIN WITH ME.
- FATHER, I WANT TO DO MY SHARE.
- NO, MY SON.
YOUR BROTHER IS DEAD.
OF ALL RACHEL'S CHILDREN, YOU ALONE REMAIN.
NO HARM MUST COME TO YOU.
GO AND GET THE CARAVAN READY.
[MUSIC]
- OH, POWERFUL ONE, HEAR OUR VOICE.
- YOU COME FROM CANAAN?
- WE WOULD BUY FOOD.
- YOU ARE SPIES.
- ALL BROTHERS: NO. NO.
- WE ARE NOT SPIES, MY LORD.
- YOU'VE COME TO WITNESS THE NAKEDNESS OF OUR LAND.
- YOUR SERVANTS WOULD ONLY BY FOOD.
WE ARE TEN BROTHERS, MY LORD, WITH SILVER
IN OUR PURSES.
- ARE THERE MORE OF YOU AT HOME?
- WE HAVE A FATHER, AN OLD MAN, AND A CHILD OF
HIS OLD AGE.
- HOW IS THIS CHILD CALLED?
- BENJAMIN IS HIS NAME, MY LORD.
♪♪
- BRING HIM TO ME.
- THE BOY CANNOT LEAVE HIS FATHER.
IF HE WERE HARMED, HIS FATHER WOULD DIE.
- YOUR WORDS NEED PROOF!
ONE OF YOU WILL NOT LEAVE THEBES UNTIL YOUR YOUNGEST
BROTHER IS SHOWN TO ME.
THEN ONLY SHALL I KNOW THAT YOU ARE NOT SPIES
BUT SPEAK THE TRUTH.
- OH, POWERFUL LORD, TO HOLD ONE OF US CAPTIVE
WOULD BE CRUEL!
- I SEE VIOLENCE IN YOUR FACE.
YOU SHALL BE MY SECURITY.
GUARDS, TAKE HIM!
- PLEASE! RELEASE HIM!
- GO TO OUR STOREHOUSES AND BUY THERE, AND CARRY
CORN INTO CANAAN FOR THE FAMINE IN YOUR HOUSE, BUT
BRING THE ONE CALLED BENJAMIN TO ME OR HE NOW
HELD IN PRISON SHALL SURELY DIE.
[MUSIC]
- YAH!
YAH!
[MUSIC]
- YAH!
- HARDER.
HARDER.
- YAH!
[MUSIC]
- JOSEPH AND SIMEON HAVE BEEN TAKEN FROM ME.
WHY, DEAR GOD, WHY MUST ALSO BENJAMIN BE TAKEN AWAY?
BENJAMIN WILL NOT GO BACK WITH YOU.
JOSEPH IS DEAD AND HE ALONE IS LEFT.
- BUT SIMEON NEEDS US.
- FATHER, GIVE ME CARE OF SIMEON, AND I WILL BRING
BOTH SIMEON AND HIM BACK TO YOU.
AND IF I FAIL YOU, GOD STRIKE ME DEAD.
- LET ME SEE THE EGYPTIAN CORN.
ISSACHAR, OPEN IT UP.
WHY DID HE RETURN YOUR MONEY TO YOU?
WHY? WHY DID HE?
WHAT IS THIS THAT GOD HAS DONE TO US?
WHAT ARE THE MOTIVES OF SUCH A GOVERNOR?
- TO HOLD SIMEON IN SECURITY IS HARD
AND MERCILESS.
- THIS IS STRANGE JUSTICE.
- THIS MAN SHALL HAVE ALL THE PROOF HE WANTS.
MY SON, YOU'RE GOING TO EGYPT, AND I AM GOING WITH YOU.
- BUT FATHER!
- WE WILL ALL GO TOGETHER.
[WHIP CRACKING]
- OH! OH! OH!
- STOP!
- WHY DO YOU PUNISH THIS MAN?
- MY LORD, HE SHOUTS AND INCITES THE OTHER PRISONERS
TO REBEL.
[CHAIN RATTLES]
[WHIP CRACKS]
- OH!
OH!
OH!
OH!
OH!
OOOH!
OH!
OH!
- JOSEPH, MAKE HIM STOP IT!
MAKE HIM STOP IT! PLEASE.
HOW CAN YOU BEAR DOING SUCH A CRUEL THING TO
YOUR OWN BROTHER?
HOW CAN YOU BEAR TO LET HIM SUFFER THIS WAY?
NO. LOOK AT ME.
LOOK ME STRAIGHT IN THE EYE.
LET ME SEE HOW YOU WERE ABLE TO DECEIVE ME UP TO
THIS VERY MOMENT.
YOU ARE NO LONGER THE MAN I LOVED.
THE MAN I LOVED DROVE HATRED OUT OF MY HEART.
YOU SPOKE OF LOVE, AND I TRUSTED YOU BECAUSE YOUR
GENTLENESS GAVE YOU CONVICTION.
OH, THAT WAS WHEN YOU REALLY WERE RIGHT.
OH JOSEPH, I BEG YOU, I BEG YOU.
IT WAS YOU WHO TAUGHT ME TO LOVE.
LET ME TEACH YOU NOW HOW TO FORGIVE.
- ASENATH, I ALONE KNOW WHAT I MUST DO.
[MUSIC]
- WHICH IS THE YOUNGER BROTHER, BENJAMIN?
MY GOD BE GRACIOUS TO YOU, MY SON.
- THANK YOU, GREAT LORD.
- IS THIS THE FATHER OF WHOM YOU SPOKE?
- YES, MY LORD.
- YOU ARE OLD FOR SUCH A JOURNEY.
- NO MAN IS OLD WHEN HIS SONS HAVE NEED OF HIM.
OH POWERFUL LORD, YOU DEMANDED SIGHT OF MY
YOUNGEST SON.
LOOK OF HIM NOW.
LOOK!
ARE YOU SATISFIED?
- YES. I AM SATISFIED.
- HIS BROTHER IS DEAD, TORN TO PIECES BY WILD BEASTS AS
THIS ROBE BEARS WITNESS.
THIS IS ALL THE PROOF WE COULD GIVE YOU.
- SIMEON!
OUR BROTHER.
- SIMEON!
- FATHER!
- SIMEON.
SIMEON.
- MY BROTHER.
- OH POWERFUL LORD, YOU'VE HONORED YOUR WORD,
AND I AM CONTENT.
FOR MANY YEARS I HAVE FAVORED BENJAMIN EVEN AS
ONCE I FAVORED JOSEPH.
BUT IF DANGER THREATENS ANY ONE OF MY SONS AND I AM
AFRAID, THEN I KNOW DEEP IN MY HEART THEN MY LOVE IS
EQUALLY DIVIDED AMONG THEM.
- COME NEAR TO ME.
COME.
- THE SILVER, MY LORD.
MY FATHER DID NOT SEEK CHARITY.
- LET ME SEE THE STAIN.
[MUSIC]
- JACOB.
[MUSIC]
- FATHER, YES, I AM JOSEPH WHO WAS SOLD INTO EGYPT.
[TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYS]
- OH, JOSEPH, MY SON.
[TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYS]
- FORGIVE ME FOR MY LONG SILENCE.
BE NOT ANGRY WITH YOURSELVES.
IT WAS NOT YOU WHO SENT ME TO THIS PLACE BUT GOD.
AND YOU WERE HIS INSTRUMENTS.
GOD SENT ME HERE BEFORE YOU TO SAVE YOUR LIVES BY A
GREAT DELIVERANCE, AND YOU WILL FIND SANCTUARY HERE.
BENJAMIN, DO YOU STILL WANT TO BE A CLOWN?
IN THE SHADOW OF PHARAOH, YOU WILL BE SAFE.
- SO THE SEED OF ISRAEL SHALL INCREASE AND MULTIPLY,
AND FROM GENERATION TO GENERATION PROUD OF THEIR
HERITAGE MY CHILDREN CAN WALK THROUGH OUT THE PATHS
OF THIS WORLD IN PEACE FOREVER.
[MUSIC]