Lyric Blood Money

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.