Clavius Quotes in Risen (2016)

Clavius: I have seen two things which cannot reconcile: A man dead without question, and that same man alive again. I pursue Him, the Nazarene, to ferret the truth.

Yeshua: What frightens you?

Clavius: Being wrong.

Clavius: I cannot reconcile all this with the world I know.

Yeshua: With your own eyes you've seen, yet still you doubt. Imagine the doubt of those who have never seen. That's what they face.

Clavius: I ask you one last time, where are the other disciples? I will not ask again. Tell me, and you're free.

Bartholomew: Give your word.

Clavius: My word. Where are they?

Bartholomew: [gets up, walks towards Clavius and whispers in his ear] They're... everywhere.

[laughs joyously]

[last lines]

Clavius: [lost in thought after telling his story]

Inn Keeper: Tribune?

Clavius: My payment.

Inn Keeper: Tribune! Do you truly believe all this?

Clavius: I believe... I can never be the same.

[first lines]

Inn Keeper: Roman, huh? That's a Tribune's ring?

Clavius: Yes.

Inn Keeper: Have you come far?

Clavius: [narrating as he remembers a battle in Judea] Thirty years the Roman Emperor Tiberius Caesar has ruled the wasteland of Judea and its people. As Tribune to Prefect Ponpiu Pilate, my task is to keep order in a city that is steeped in unrest. The Jews pray to their single God, Yahweh, for the arrival of the mystical Messiah. As their religious leader, the Sanhedrin try to keep an uneasy peace. But each day creates more zealots to challenge the rule of Rome, and bring freedom. Instead, we bring them death.

Clavius: Yahweh manifests himself through a crazy, poor dead Jew?

Bartholomew: Well, so it appears!

Clavius: What does this rebirth mean?

Bartholomew: Eternal life! For everyone. For everyone who believes.

Clavius: What if I ordered your crucifixion?

Bartholomew: What? I would happily submit. Strike!

[drop to his knees with his arms outstretched]

Clavius: Have you watched a man crucified?

Bartholomew: No.

Clavius: No? I don't remember seeing you there. Probably because you ran. Didn't you? Shall I tell you what you missed.

[throws a large nail at his feet]

Clavius: Feel it!

Bartholomew: [picks it up]

Clavius: Imagine having this driven through your arms. And then the same driven through your feet. Your feet. Can you imagine it? That's what you hang from. Nails rubbing on bone. You have to decide what's worse. The agony here

[grabbing his arm]

Clavius: or here?

[kicks him in the ribs]

Clavius: You choose which torture your own weight will inflict, constantly. And then you discover you can't breathe. And you realize you will never breathe easily again. And that every breath for the rest of your horrific life will be like sucking through wet cloth. Yeshua was lucky, he only hung like that a few hours, most take days - gasping for someone to kill them. And if he still felt anything at the end, he surely felt the spear that thrust up under his ribs to pierce his heart and lungs. I didn't look closely, but they must have had to break bones just getting him down. Sometimes they bury them with nails still in...

Bartholomew: Enough!

Clavius: At this point any corpse could be the Nazarene. Still, I could find who took him. That's the threat.

Pilate: Threat is a creature with many heads.

Clavius: Did you know he would rise?

Bartholomew: He said he would, but... truth be told, we doubted it.

Clavius: What made you follow Him?

[suddenly there is a leper being chased away]

Pilate: The Spirit he promised, we are called to receive it there, Roman.

Clavius: Your goal is to fish.

Pilate: Aye, for men! How could I do anything else now? Will you fish too, Clavius?

Zealot Leader: [on his knees] I know how this ends.

Clavius: Then tell Yahweh you are coming, courtesy of Mars.

Zealot Leader: It must pain you to know that the one true God chooses us over you.

Clavius: But not today he didn't.

Zealot Leader: When the Messiah comes, Rome will be nothing!

Clavius: Until then...

[stabs him]

Pilate: The Nazarene... did you find him different?

Clavius: I found him dead.

Uberta: Whatever it is you have planned, you'll never get away with it, because you are a bad person, and bad people stand no chance against good people, like my son Prince Derek.

[Clavius sighs]

Uberta: Did you parents ignore you as a child? Oh tell Queen Unberta, what dark secret lurks within that dark twisted mind of yours? Come on, out with it!

Clavius: [exasperated] Don't you ever shut up?

Clavius: [walking into Uberta's cell, which Knuckles is redecorating] What is this?

Uberta: If I'm going to spend my birthday here, everything must be perfect!

Clavius: Oh you're driving me nuts with this birthday thing!

[he pulls Knuckles away]

Uberta: Let go of my servant!

[she grabs Knuckles and they fight over him]

Clavius: Your servant? I taught him everything he knows! And furthermore, this ain't your castle Lady! Let go!

Uberta: Lady? Your Highness is the proper way for one of your class to address one of mine!

Knuckles: Ow! Not so hard!

[he and Clavius fall out of the cell and Clavius shuts the door]

Uberta: Don't hurt him! He hasn't finished my cake!

Clavius: Oh... you are a hostage!

Clavius: Too bad you couldn't live to see this day, o partner of mine.

[he throws a dagger at Rothbart's portrait]

Clavius: We could have shared it all, but no, you had to betray me! We conquered the Forbidden Arts together, but then you drove me underground.

[he spits a pin at Rothbart's portrait]

Clavius: Thought you were real smart didn't you? Until you met... Prince Derek!

[he throws an axe at Rothbart's portrait]

Clavius: But today, today Derek his match... me! Hahaha! And now that he's out of the way, I'm gonna go back to our old castle and get the Forbidden Arts, proving that I... was always... the greater man!

[he exclaims, throwing a dart at Rothbart's portrait]