A long silence grows; Judas and Olivia stare at each other, none wanting to
be the first to break the eye contact. Then Judas smiles and moves his
hands appeasingly. „Hey it`s just a play." He sais lightly.
Olivia scrutinizes him and steps backwards. „Of course." She sais cooly and turns around.
Judas approaches her and grabs her arm, focusing two dark eyes on her. „You know it is a play." He emphasizes. „It`s just make believe. Artistic license."
Olivia shakes his arm off, but her features soften as she sighs. „It is a play now. But what about the past?"
„The past?" Judas is truely surprised.
„She`s talking about the way you treated her, when she was Mary." Jesus approaches both and watches Judas vigilantly.
Judas frowns. „I didn`t treat her bad, did I?"
„You despised her, after all you only saw the prostitute in her." Jesus is eager to help Judas` memory, whose eyes still wear the expression of highest confusion.
„I don`t think so." he sais after a short break of thinking. „I just thought she was somewhat distracting. But I never hated or contempted her."
„Actually it can be quite relaxing having a nice woman around. If Jesus only hadn`t been so successful in redeeming her." Simon murmurs and suddenly feels pierced by nine pair of eyes. „What?" he exclaims almost harshly while looking around and shrugs. „Don`t tell me you never thought about this!" He looks into the other disciple`s direction.
„Well." Judas grins cheekily. „Someone certainly has." He sais looking meaningfully at Jesus, who blushes deeply.
„Hey!" Olivia suddenly shouts. „I`m still here. Don`t talk about as me as if I wasn`t here. I mean, Mary, don`t talk about her, as if I wasn`t here...."her voice trails of and she frowns in deep confusion.
Judas approaches her and cups her chin, forcing her to look into his dark sparkling eyes. „It`s all a bit confusing, isn`t it? But you´re not Mary, believe me."
Jesus steps forward. „Of course she is."
Judas turns to Jesus and rolls his eyes. „Please not once again. She`s not Mary. She may have been Mary a few thousand years ago, but now she`s Olivia. Do I really have to explain it again?"
Jesus blue eyes flash vividly. „You said it yourself. She was Mary, and if she was Mary, Mary must be still inside her."
„God, don`t make it so complicated." Judas slowly gets angry himself. „She doesn`t even remember Mary. For God`s sake."
„Don`t dare to curse in the presence of the Lord, the messiah and his chosen ones!" Jesus steps threateningly nearer to Judas, who accepts the challenge and does a step towards Jesus himself, piercing him with burning brown eyes.
„Don`t tell me what to do! Can`t you admit that you`re wrong, not even one time?"
„I`m not." Flashing blue flames dance in Jesus eyes. „She`s Mary. She may not remember now, but she is, and she`ll remember."
„She`s not Mary."
„Yes, she is."
„No, she`s not."
„I said she is."
„She is not."
„I`m the messiah. Don`t mess with me!"
„Your arrogance is unbearable. I really don`t see why you haven`t been murdered by your own disciples long before the Romans took notice of you. Someone should have silenced you in time." Judas bites his lip trying hard to keep himself under control, while his eyes glow with unleashed anger.
„You tried your best." Jesus sais bitterly.
„Yes I did. And you grew silent for a heavenly long time I heard no word from you. God this blessed silence, it was worth it, it was so much worth it." Judas eyes glisten darkly.
„You really think you were the reason?" Jesus gives a short merriless laugh and and a mad spark appears in his light eyes.
„God, Judas, you are so shortsighted. You always were. You didn`t even know what it was all about. You only did what you were supposed to do. Like a puppet on a string!" He giggles childishly.
„Maybe I was a puppet, but you certainly weren`t my puppet master, you pampered, spoiled weakling!" Judas stares wildly at his former friend.
„Judas, go and rot in hell." Jesus yells and spits out.
„Be bored to death in heaven." Judas smirks contemptuously.
„Hey, hey," Olivia steps between the two and lays one hand on each shoulder. „Come on, calm down, men. One could think you two were married." She laughs out and suddenly silence spreads out like a slow working poison. Then Judas turns to her and his facial expressions soften. „Well, Olivia." He sais. „You asked me about the past. To be honest I don`t remember how I treated Mary, what I did think of her or what I could possibly have had against her." He looks at Jesus, whose face slowly gets back a healthy colour, and sighs. „But it`so long ago. It doesn`t matter anymore. Let`s just forget about the past." Jesus raises his head and his blue eyes lock with Judas brown; he nodds. „Yes, Olivia," he sais quietly without looking at her. „The past is gone. It doesn`t matter anymore."
A short break rises up and Olivia looks from the light haired man to the dark haired, her face wearing a pensive expression. Finally Judas breaks his eye contact with Jesus and smiles at Oliva. „Is everything alright between us two?" he asks concerned.
Olivia replies his smile, but the sad expressions in her eyes reflect the heaviness she feels inside, like the shadow of something she used to feel, the shadow of a knowledge that almost had come into reach, but she couldn`t name it, and so it had vanished into oblivion again, leaving back only a shade of blue. She nodds sinking her eyes into Judas. „Yes," she whispers. „Everything`s alright now."
Olivia scrutinizes him and steps backwards. „Of course." She sais cooly and turns around.
Judas approaches her and grabs her arm, focusing two dark eyes on her. „You know it is a play." He emphasizes. „It`s just make believe. Artistic license."
Olivia shakes his arm off, but her features soften as she sighs. „It is a play now. But what about the past?"
„The past?" Judas is truely surprised.
„She`s talking about the way you treated her, when she was Mary." Jesus approaches both and watches Judas vigilantly.
Judas frowns. „I didn`t treat her bad, did I?"
„You despised her, after all you only saw the prostitute in her." Jesus is eager to help Judas` memory, whose eyes still wear the expression of highest confusion.
„I don`t think so." he sais after a short break of thinking. „I just thought she was somewhat distracting. But I never hated or contempted her."
„Actually it can be quite relaxing having a nice woman around. If Jesus only hadn`t been so successful in redeeming her." Simon murmurs and suddenly feels pierced by nine pair of eyes. „What?" he exclaims almost harshly while looking around and shrugs. „Don`t tell me you never thought about this!" He looks into the other disciple`s direction.
„Well." Judas grins cheekily. „Someone certainly has." He sais looking meaningfully at Jesus, who blushes deeply.
„Hey!" Olivia suddenly shouts. „I`m still here. Don`t talk about as me as if I wasn`t here. I mean, Mary, don`t talk about her, as if I wasn`t here...."her voice trails of and she frowns in deep confusion.
Judas approaches her and cups her chin, forcing her to look into his dark sparkling eyes. „It`s all a bit confusing, isn`t it? But you´re not Mary, believe me."
Jesus steps forward. „Of course she is."
Judas turns to Jesus and rolls his eyes. „Please not once again. She`s not Mary. She may have been Mary a few thousand years ago, but now she`s Olivia. Do I really have to explain it again?"
Jesus blue eyes flash vividly. „You said it yourself. She was Mary, and if she was Mary, Mary must be still inside her."
„God, don`t make it so complicated." Judas slowly gets angry himself. „She doesn`t even remember Mary. For God`s sake."
„Don`t dare to curse in the presence of the Lord, the messiah and his chosen ones!" Jesus steps threateningly nearer to Judas, who accepts the challenge and does a step towards Jesus himself, piercing him with burning brown eyes.
„Don`t tell me what to do! Can`t you admit that you`re wrong, not even one time?"
„I`m not." Flashing blue flames dance in Jesus eyes. „She`s Mary. She may not remember now, but she is, and she`ll remember."
„She`s not Mary."
„Yes, she is."
„No, she`s not."
„I said she is."
„She is not."
„I`m the messiah. Don`t mess with me!"
„Your arrogance is unbearable. I really don`t see why you haven`t been murdered by your own disciples long before the Romans took notice of you. Someone should have silenced you in time." Judas bites his lip trying hard to keep himself under control, while his eyes glow with unleashed anger.
„You tried your best." Jesus sais bitterly.
„Yes I did. And you grew silent for a heavenly long time I heard no word from you. God this blessed silence, it was worth it, it was so much worth it." Judas eyes glisten darkly.
„You really think you were the reason?" Jesus gives a short merriless laugh and and a mad spark appears in his light eyes.
„God, Judas, you are so shortsighted. You always were. You didn`t even know what it was all about. You only did what you were supposed to do. Like a puppet on a string!" He giggles childishly.
„Maybe I was a puppet, but you certainly weren`t my puppet master, you pampered, spoiled weakling!" Judas stares wildly at his former friend.
„Judas, go and rot in hell." Jesus yells and spits out.
„Be bored to death in heaven." Judas smirks contemptuously.
„Hey, hey," Olivia steps between the two and lays one hand on each shoulder. „Come on, calm down, men. One could think you two were married." She laughs out and suddenly silence spreads out like a slow working poison. Then Judas turns to her and his facial expressions soften. „Well, Olivia." He sais. „You asked me about the past. To be honest I don`t remember how I treated Mary, what I did think of her or what I could possibly have had against her." He looks at Jesus, whose face slowly gets back a healthy colour, and sighs. „But it`so long ago. It doesn`t matter anymore. Let`s just forget about the past." Jesus raises his head and his blue eyes lock with Judas brown; he nodds. „Yes, Olivia," he sais quietly without looking at her. „The past is gone. It doesn`t matter anymore."
A short break rises up and Olivia looks from the light haired man to the dark haired, her face wearing a pensive expression. Finally Judas breaks his eye contact with Jesus and smiles at Oliva. „Is everything alright between us two?" he asks concerned.
Olivia replies his smile, but the sad expressions in her eyes reflect the heaviness she feels inside, like the shadow of something she used to feel, the shadow of a knowledge that almost had come into reach, but she couldn`t name it, and so it had vanished into oblivion again, leaving back only a shade of blue. She nodds sinking her eyes into Judas. „Yes," she whispers. „Everything`s alright now."