Seán Walsh: Final Exit
Final Exit?
LIGHT SMALL AREA TO ONE SIDE.
SADOC, THE HIGH PRIEST’S BURSAR,
AT A SMALL TABLE, COUNTING OUT COINS.
JUDAS STANDS A LTTLE WAY OFF, OBSERVING.
SADOC
… twenty seven, twenty eight, twenty nine… Correct?
JUDAS
Yes.
SADOC
Take it.
JUDAS STEPS FORWARD, SCOOPS UP THE COINS.
Now go…
JUDAS
Eh-hh…
SADOC
Yes?
JUDAS
Must I go through the Courtyard?
SADOC
What?
JUDAS
Is, is there another way out?
SADOC
Why do you ask?
JUDAS
I have no wish to see – or be seen – further.
SADOC
He is down there… fettered… under oil lamps…
HUDAS
No!
SADOC
‘Set eyes on him a final time?
JUDAS
No!!!
SADOC
Huh… There is a side entrance. ‘Left along the corridor as you go out, then left again. You’ll see the door…
JUDAS MUMBLES, MAKES TO TURN AWAY… STOPS AS:
Your final exit, Iscariot.
We never saw you, heard of you.
We do not even know you exist.
You understand?..
You were never here.
EXIT JUDAS.
DARKEN SET.