No other slave was ever given this opportunity! I gave you my trust.
- What do you say? - I did nothing wrong.
Still you insult me with your denials!
- What am I to make of this? - (Sobbing)
It's not what it seems. I could never betray you, master.
Such insolence! Am I to believe a slave over my own wife?
I swear. I did nothing to betray you.
Silence! For what you have done, you must be put to death.
- See to it. - No, Master, I beg you. Tell him!
Help me! Tell him that... (Groaning)
Help me! Please!
- Stop. He doesn't deserve to die. - Why?
I see.
Take him to prison.
Wait, master. No! Please! Believe me! I- I did nothing wrong!
This is a mistake! Uh!
I did nothing wrong.
Yeah, we know you're innocent.
(Squeaking)
I know it sounds crazy, but it was so real.
I was up all night with my own dreams.
Now you wanna take up my day with yours?
No. Just listen. I was back at Pharaoh's palace
in a garden of grapes that had three old vines.
A tear fell from my eye, and the vines drank it in.
They became so thick with grapes...
that I squeezed them into a cup and served it to Pharaoh.
That is quite a dream.
- I know what your dream means. - You do? H-how could you?
I just do. It's some kind of gift.
The three vines signify three days.
Then Pharaoh will bring you back to the palace a free man.
- (Sighs) If only it were true. - It is true.
And when you're free, tell Pharaoh about my gift. Please.
Some gift. To make up fairy tales and give hope to the foolish.
- Maybe he's not making it up. - All right, then.
Here's one I've had every night for a week.
I'm taking three baskets of bread to Pharaoh when the baskets fall.
I go to pick up the bread,
when suddenly a swarm of birds attack me.
They keep pecking at me in the face and the eyes.
What does it mean?
- I don't know. - Yes, you do. Tell me.
Tell me!
(Sighs) The three baskets also signify three days.
In three days, Pharaoh will behead you,
and birds will feed on your flesh.
What? You're lying. You're lying!
- Stop it! - Uhh! No!
Don't pay any attention to him. We're not going anywhere.
(Squeaking)
(Door opens)
Take him.
Get up.
You knew. You knew! That's not a gift!
- That's a curse! - Pharaoh has summoned you.
- Why? What did I do? - Let's go.
It's gonna be all right. You'll see.
- Tell Pharaoh about me. - I will.
Don't forget me!
Guard! Tell them I'm still here!
Answer me!
(Sighs)
No one cares.
(Rain falling)
Asenath!
(Guard) Halt! Who's there?
No!
- (Thunder) - (Squeaking)
(Roars)
(Spitting and panting)
God, why are you doing this to me?
Do you hear me?
Any kindness, you take away.
You gave me the dreams. You brought me the gift!
Some gift! My dreams are lies. What have I done to deserve this?
(Thunder)
# I thought I did what's right
# I thought I had the answers
# I thought I chose the surest road
# But that road brought me here
# So I put up a fight
# And told you how to help me
# Now, just when I have given up
# The truth is coming clear
# You know
# Better than I
# You know
# The way
# I've let go
# The need to know why
# For you know better
# Than I
# If this has been a test
# I cannot see the reason
# But maybe knowing "I don't know"
# Is part of getting through
# I try to do what's best
# And faith has made it easy
# To see the best thing I can do
# Is put my trust in you
# For you know
# Better than I
# You know
# The way
# I've let go
# The need to know why
# For you know better
# Than I
# I saw one cloud and thought it was the sky
# I saw a bird and thought
# That I could follow
# But it was you who taught that bird
# To fly
# If I let you reach me
# Will you teach me
# For you know
# Better than I
# You know the way
# I've let go
# The need to know why
# I'll take what answers
# You supply
# You know better
# Than I #
(Sighs)
Potiphar?
Pharaoh's butler said you interpret dreams.
That is true. And?
Pharaoh is tortured by a dream. None of his wise men can explain it.
I'm to bring you to the palace.
Potiphar?
It's good to see you again.
How could I have allowed this to happen?
- My wife... - I understand.
Let's go.
For the sake of Egypt, relieve my suffering.
(Groans)
- Is this the one you spoke of? - Yes, Excellency.
I'm told you merely need to hear a dream and you can explain it.
Not me, Your Excellency. The explanation comes from God.
None of my wise men or magicians, none of my gods could help me.
What makes you think your god is any different?
Tell me your dream, Pharaoh.
Every night it's the same.
I am standing by the Nile.
Seven healthy cows graze peacefully on the banks.
(Thunderclap)
But then seven horrible, sickly cows come from the same river,
the most wretched I have ever seen in Egypt.
Suddenly they begin to devour the healthy cattle,
and yet the cows remain as sickly as before.
And then I wake up.
- Is there more? - Yes. Another dream always follows.
Seven ears of grain, full and golden, grow from a single stalk.
(Rumbling)
Suddenly, seven ears, hardened and scorched,
spring up on the same stalk...
and swallow the seven good ears.
All that remains are shrivelled grains unfit to eat...
and nothing else.
Well?
Pharaoh's dreams are one.
The healthy cows and ears of grain are seven years of abundance.
The sickly cows and the withered grain...
mean seven years of famine will follow...
and destroy the land.
Egypt may not survive.
Can this be stopped? What can be done?
You must find a man you can trust.
During the years of plenty,
have him collect one-fifth of the grain from every field
and store it under guard.
Then, during the famine, give it back to the people.
Potiphar, you trust this man?
With my life, Excellency.
(Crowd cheering)
(Crowd silences)
Through this man, I have seen the future of Egypt.
And through his deeds, we shall prosper.
(Crowd cheers)
I am giving him power over all Egypt.
Only Pharaoh will be greater.
You shall call him Tzafenat Paneah.
The God speaks and He lives.
(Crowd cheering) Tzafenat Paneah! Tzafenat Paneah!
- (Miaows) - Hey.
Kia, come back here. Hmm.
(Joseph clears throat)
(Gasps)
Tzafenat Paneah.
Joseph.
(Cheering)
# A single voice
# Is joined by multitudes in song
# With every verse
# They're finding harmonies that rise to Heaven
- # Sure and strong - (Asenath) Hey.
- We've come to help. - # Richer and richer
- # The soil on which they thrive - Great.
# Higher and higher
# A hymn of what it means to be alive
# You've got to give a little more than you take
# You've got to leave a little more than was here
# You may be prideful of the strides you will make
# But keep one thing clear
# You're just a player in a much bigger plan
# And still you have to give it all that you can
# The very measure of your soul is at stake
# You've got to give a little more than you take
(Woman) # The seasons fly
# A man stands where a boy once stood
# His path unfolds
# And unafraid he walks in service
# Of a greater good
(Both) # Deeper and deeper the lessons he has known
# Over and over
# The message he is surely being shown
# You've got to give a little more than you take
# You've got to leave a little more than was here
# You may be prideful of the strides you will make
# But keep one thing clear
# You're just a player in a much bigger plan
# And still you have to give it all that you can
# The very measure of your soul is at stake
# You've got to give a little more than you take
# The very measure of your soul is at stake
# You've got to give a little more than you take #
(Wind whistles)
(Cawing)
(Straining)
Next. How many in your family?
- Five. - Five.
Thank you, my lord.
(Potiphar) Next, please.
- A long life for you, Excellency. - And for you.
Ah, here's a responsible young man.
- How many in your family? - Four, my lord.
Very good.
- Hi there. What's your name? - Menna.
And this is my sister Nyla. I'm looking after her.
- Are you here for some grain too? - (Gasps)
(Laughs)
- Thank you! - Bye!
(Cries out)
- Here you go. - (Potiphar) Who's next?
We are, my lord.
- You are not Egyptian. - No, sir.
My brothers and I have travelled far, from Canaan.
- Joseph, what's wrong? - Nothing.
Look at you. You're shaking.
I-it must be the sun. I'll be fine.
(Judah) Our families are hungry.
You haven't contributed to our supply.
We don't ask for charity. We'll pay you with silver.
(Potiphar) How many are there?
12. 10 here and at home we have our father and youngest brother.
- (Gasps) - (Potiphar) Give them...
(Joseph) Nothing!
10 foreigners asking for grain, no ties to Egypt.
Are you thieves, hoping to see where we store our grain?
I don't know what you are, but I don't believe your story.
Your Excellency, everything we say is true.
Prove it! Produce this youngest brother.
- But what would that prove? - That you're not lying.
If it's the truth, I'll let you buy grain.
Till then, arrest this one!
- (Gasps) - Until you produce this brother.
- Take him. - (Grunting)
- (All shouting) - Stop!
- Judah, help me! - (Guard) No!
- (Simeon) No! No! No! - (Guard) Let's go.
(Door slams)
Joseph, what are you doing?
They're only feeding their families.
They're thieves, here to steal our grain.
They needed food and they would pay.
How can you say they're thieves? They've done nothing to you.
(Scoffs)
Nothing?
(Sighs)
- They're my brothers. - What?
They sold me. They sold me into slavery.
They took me away from my home.
I never got to say goodbye to my mother.
I never got to see my father grow old.
Joseph, I... I didn't know.
You're here now. You have a home, a wife who loves you,
everything you could want.
No. Not everything.
I thought you learned something in that cell.
Remember when I would bring food to you?
Yes. It kept me going.
(Simeon) Hey! You won't keep me here.
My brothers will come for me.
(Echoing) My brothers will come...
Joseph.
# How long must there be anger here
# Before we can rejoice
# Embracing love instead of fear
# Is but a simple choice
# It's hard for me to see you fall
# So bitter and so blind
# When the truest nature of us all
# Invites us to be kind
# Bloom, bloom, may you know
# The wisdom only time breeds
# There's room, bloom and you'll grow
# To follow where your heart leads
# Bloom and may you live
# The way your life was meant to be
# There's room, bloom and forgive... #
Tzafenat Paneah...
The family of Canaanites... They've returned.
Thank you.
Maybe they've suffered these last 20 years as well.
- Maybe they've changed. - No.
I don't think so.
(Door closes)
(Murmuring)
Don't speak unless you're spoken to.
Don't worry. It'll be all right.
Welcome.
- You've done what I've asked? - Our brother, Benjamin.
You kept your word. Bring out the other brother.
So, Benjamin, tell me of your mother and father.
My mother is no longer alive.
Oh. I- I'm sorry.
And your father?
- He's worried I'm here. - Why is that?
- I'm a long way from home. - Oh? Doesn't he trust your brothers?
He likes me to stay close by.
Really? Why is that?
A long time ago, h-he lost his youngest son.
Well, I'm sorry to hear that. How did that happen?
- He was killed. - Killed? How?
By wolves.
- Wolves? - Yes.
It broke my father's heart.
Well, it must have been very hard on your brothers too.
- They never speak of it. - Don't they?
- Benjamin! - (Brothers) Simeon!
- I was beginning to worry. - (All murmuring)
You must be hungry after your journey. Come.
You'll be my guests.
(Traditional music)
- A toast... - (Music stops)
to brothers.
(All) To brothers!
(Music resumes)
(Brothers arguing and protesting)
Stop this. You have no right. We've done nothing wrong.
What's going on? Why have they been arrested?
- Joseph, what are you doing? - You'll see.
Get back in place. Get back in...
I give you food. I take you into my home.
And this is how you repay me, by stealing?
We wouldn't steal from you!
- And now you insult me by lying. - What?
One of you has stolen from me.
Benjamin.
- (Murmuring) No... - The favoured one.
- I didn't! - Arrest him.
For this you will be punished.
- Someone put it there! - Stop! Take me instead.
- No, take me. - Take me!
- (All) Take me! - Take any of us, your grace,
but, please, let the boy go.
You would sacrifice yourselves for a spoiled half-brother?
Yes.
Why should you care if I take him, beat him, make him a slave?
Because I will not make my father suffer...again.
Again? What do you mean, "again"?
Our brother was not killed by wolves.
We were blinded by jealousy and sold him into slavery.
For 20 years we have lived with that guilt.
We can't go back without the boy.
My father could not bear it a second time.
And neither could we.
If anyone is to be punished, it should be us.
(Sighs)
I will not harm any of you or our father.
I am your brother, Joseph.
- Joseph? - I can't believe you're here.
How can it be?
Joseph?
I have so much to tell you, so many questions to ask.
Oh, Joseph, can you ever forgive us?
I already have.
Can you forgive me for thinking I was some miracle from God?
But you are a miracle.
God sent you to save our family and all of Egypt.
- And you did. - Asenath?
Please. I'd like you to meet my brothers.
(All) Welcome. Pleasure to meet you.
You will join me here,
all of you, with your families.
Look!
- I see him! There he is! - It's him! There he is!
- Joseph! - Father.
Father! Father!
- Father! - Joseph.
My boy. My boy.
Your mother prayed this day would come,
that we'd all be together again as a family.
- It's a miracle. - Yes, Father. It is a miracle.
# Oh, you know
# Better than I
# You know
# The way
# I've let go
# The need to know why
# I'll take what answers
# You supply
# You know better than I # //////////////////
(Man) # A single voice
# Is joined by multitudes in song
# With every verse
# They're finding harmonies
# That rise to Heaven sure and strong
# Richer and richer, the soil on which they thrive
# Higher and higher
# A hymn of what it means to be alive
# You've got to give a little more than you take
# You've got to leave a little more than was here
# You may be prideful of the strides you will make
# But keep one thing clear
# You're just a player in a much bigger plan
# And still you have to give it all that you can
# The very measure of your soul is at stake
# You've got to give a little more than you take
(Woman) # The seasons fly
# A man stands where a boy once stood
# His path unfolds
# And unafraid he walks in service
# Of a greater good
(Both) # Deeper and deeper the lessons he has known
# Over and over
# The message he is surely being shown
# You've got to give a little more than you take
# You've got to leave a little more than was here
# You may be prideful of the strides you will make
# But keep one thing clear
# You're just a player in a much bigger plan
# And still you have to give it all that you can
# The very measure of your soul is at stake
# You've got to give a little more than you take
# The very measure of your soul is at stake
# You've got to give a little more than you take #