ANNAS: Cut the protesting, forget the excuses. We want information,
get up off the floor
CAIAPHAS: We have the papers we need to arrest him. You know
his movements, we know the law.
ANNAS: Your help in this matter won’t go unrewarded.
CAIAPHAS: We’ll pay you in silver, cash on the nail. We just need to know
where the soldiers can find him.
ANNAS: With no crowd around him.
CAIAPHAS: Then need can’t fail.
JUDAS: I don’t want your blood money.
CAIAPHAS: Oh, that doesn’t matter, our expenses are good.
JUDAS: I don’t want your blood money.
ANNAS: But you might as well take it. We think that you should.
CAIAPHAS: Think of the things you can do with that money.
Choose any charity, give to the poor. We’ve noted your motives.
We’ve noted your feelings. This isn’t blood money-it’s a fee nothing,
fee nothing, fee nothing more.
JUDAS: on Thursday night, you’ll find him where you want him.
Far from the crowds in the garden of Gethsemane.
CHOIR: Well done Judas, good old Judas.