"But" Olivia looks at Judas with rounded eyes. "he loved us." Judas raises his eyebrows wearing a little smirk on his lips. "Are you speaking as mary now? Well, you can be sure he loved her." "No, that`s not what I mean." Olivia shakes her head vehemently. "Jesus Christ - he`s the messiah of Christianity. I may not believe in church and the saints and maybe I don`t even believe in God." "How can you not believe in him? He`s sitting over there!" Simon`s blue eyes look confused at Olivia. "Even I believe in him," Luzi grimaces. "I may not agree with him in most things, but I`d never doubt he exists." "That`s not what I try to say." Olivia sighs. "I never believed in this healing cripples and resucrrection-thing, but it always was clear to me, that he was a great man, someone with high moral standards "she tries to ignore Judas snorting and grimacing in front of her and pretends she doesn`t notice Luzi doubling up with laughter and continues. "a spiritual leader, who loved his friends, who loved all people so much that he would even die for them." She looks at Jesus whose blue eyes beam loving and messiah-like at her. "The French are glad to die for love." A low amused voice sings causing Olivia to break her eyecontact with Jesus and turn into the direction the voice is coming from. "Unfortunately," Judas steps closer to Olivia apparently trying to hypnotize her with the dark sparkle in his eyes. "Jesus isn`t French." Olivia tries to keep a straight face and sais in reproachful tone with a little gleam in her eyes. "You have a sharp tongue, Judas Iscariot." "You can bet I have." Judas sais quietly tilting his head slowly and withdrawing almost hastily. Straightening his shoulders he throws a look around him, and when he turns to Olivia again the old known gleam of irony has reappeared in his dark eyes. "There`s a flaw in your argumentation, Olvia," he informs her almost casually. "A flaw in my argumentation?" Olivia repeats incredulously. "What should that be?" Judas looks at her sincerely. "What do you think could have been the use of his death? What good could it have been?" Olivia shrugs her shoulders. "He became a martyr, his death was the beginning of a new religion." "Right." Judas agrees. "But if he loved the world so much, why didn`t he stay to make it a better place? You say he`s a spriitual leader, if he was, how could he leave his followers alone? How could he know they would found the right way without him?" He gazes intensely at Olivia, and when she obviously isn`t able to answer these questions, he shakes his head sadly. "No, Olivia," he sais quietly. "His follower would have needed him alive. The only one who had an advantage of him being dead were the Romans and he himself." A sad smile creeps across his face. "In one point you´re right, he died as a martyr, and he knew that he would; he knew that his death would make him a bigger man as he could be in his life." Olivia slowly turns to Jesus and looks at him thoughtfully. JESUS CHRIST JESUS CHRIST WHO ARE YOU? WHAT HAVE YOU SACRIFICED? "Olivia, you can`t believe this nunsense!" Jesus glances anxiously at her. "He´s the betr..." his voice trails off as he notices a warning look out of dark eyes. "he just needs to find a reason. He needs to believe that I`m bad deep inside. That would make the fault he has to carrier easier." "Noone said you were bad deep inside." Judas murmurs. "All Is aid was that you were human and selfish." "How human he is!" Luzi smirks naughtily bends over and kisses his cheek briefly. Jesus backs away wishing his cheek and stares angrily at her. JESUS CHRIST SUPERSTAR DOY OU THINK YOU`RE WHAT SHE SAID YOU ARE? Luzi mocks him grinning even brighter, when she sees Jesus narrowing his eyes and folding his arms. Then he turns back to Olivia and his look grows soft and pleading. "Whom do you believe, Olivia?" Olivia turns away, walking in slow pace across the stage. "I don`t know." She whispers. Jesus follows her and grabs her arm firmly. "Tell me!" he demands urgently.

"Tell me," he lets go of her, but keeps his blue eyes fixed on her. "Whom do you believe? Me or him?" She turns her head to avoid his gaze and meets Judas eyes. "Me or him?" Jduas scratches his head and grins at Jesus. "Do you really need to hear the answer, JC? You know I`m right, you wanted to be the superstar of all. So youd idn´t only die as a martryr, no you had to resurrect and show your face to your followers, so it would be clear, who`s the winner of the "who`s the saintest saint contest." Jesus presses his lips together and shoots Judas an icy glance. WHO`D YOU THINK BESIDE YOURSELF`S THE PICK OF THE CROP? BUDDHA WWAS HE WHERE IT`S AT? IS HE WHERE YOU ARE? COUILD MOHAMMED MOVE A MOUNTAIN OR WAS THAT JUST PR? "Judas, you have no idea what you`re talking about." Jesus sais coldly. "If I have no idea," Judas raises his eyebrows. "why don`t you explain? Was your death planned? Wasit all planned from the start? You never talked of your death before you came back from this meditation. You never mentioned it before. So when exactly were yout old to die?" DID YOU MEAN TO DIE LIKE THAT WAS THAT A MISTAKE DID YOU KNOW YOUR MESSENGER WOULD BE A RECORD BREAKER? "Judas," Jesus sighs. "Can´t we just forget this old story? It`s 2000 years ago. You must believe me I had my reasons" "Yeah," Judas hurries excited across stage and back again. "That was what you always told. I have my reasons and you won`t understand it. How did you express it so pointedly?:2 "If you knew the path we`Re riding you`d understand it less than I." Olivia sais flatly. "Yes, Thank you, Liv." Judas scrutinizes Jesus. "Why didn`t youe ven try to explain? Maybe Things could have been different." He adds quietly. "Do I hear a "I`m sorry I betrayed you, Jesus"?" Now ist Jesus who smirks ironical, but Judas shakes his head. "No way, JC. If it was all planned, I had no choice, hadn`t I?" he looks into the distance. "I just would like to understand your motives." DON`T YOU GET ME WRONG DON`T YOU GET ME WRONG DON`T YOU GET ME WRONG I ONLY WANT TO KNOW I ONLY WANT TO KNOW Jesus smirks. "Why should I tell you now. The answers are there, you just don`t see them, you never did." He gives a little merriless laugh that turns into a sigh. "my poor Judas, so intellectual, so eager to learn, and yet you still don`t see the true reason, still youd on`t know what it`s all about." Judas grips his arms and shakes him wildly. COME ON COME ON COME ON COME ON JESUS DON`T YOU GET ME WRONG NOW TELL ME TELL ME TELLME NBOW WHO ARE YOU WHO ARE YOU SAY IT TO ME NOW I ONLY WANT TO KNOW WHO ARE YOU? HWHO ARE YOU Olivia steps beside him directing two questioning eyes on Jesus. OH YES WHO ARE YOU?