PROLOGUE EXT. A DESERT GARDEN – NIGHT A rail-thin man kneels at a boulder half the size of himself. His head is bowed, his clasped hands raised. Far away from him, the black head of a serpent rises into view – a shadow given shape. It hisses and slithers slowly toward the kneeling man. The man shivers and sobs. This is JESUS – not the perfect, white-washed messiah, but a terrified, middle-aged, Middle-Eastern laborer. JESUS (Subtitled) Father? Can you hear me? From everywhere at once, a hiss echoes. Jesus looks up to the sky – where he thinks heaven is. ...
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