"Saul, you said you'd gone out to hold some coats. Where have you been?"
"It's quite a story. I went to Damascus, and you'll never believe what happened."
"I will. I've read Galatians."
"And then so many journeys, all the time spreading the Good News: Macedonia, Collossae, Ephesus..."
"And all the time writing letters to all those churches, and not one to your wife?"
"I remembered you."
"I know. Telling the Corinthians, 'oo I wish I could bring my wife along like Peter does.' Well, Peter obviously loves his wife."
"Look, I'm not some unreconstructed dinosaur. I've been raising the status of women: 'In Christ there is no male or female."
"I read what you told the Corinthians. Women should keep quiet, you said. And as for what you instructed Timothy..."
"Ah, but I didn't write to Timothy."
"What do you mean? I saw the letters. They've got your name on. In suspiciously big writing."
"No, in 1900 years, some Germans are going to decide that I didn't write those letters."
"Germans? Those hairy illiterate weirdoes who hang around the Rhine massacring legions? You think they're going to start adopting source criticism?"
"You obviously aren't going to listen to anything I say. I'm off to Rome tomorrow. And I wouldn't be surprised if I get executed."
"Ah, Paul. You and your martyr complex. Ah well, I won't stay up tomorrow then.
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