Barabbas, let me go.
Not until you've told me
you're glad I'm alive.

-I wouldn't wish any man his death.
-What do you mean by that?

Don't make me speak to you.
-What do you mean by that?
-Don't make me speak to you.

That's a warm welcome.
I couldn't follow any further.
I daren't say what is still to come,
but God forgive us all if he can.

What did I tell you?
She's no good to you now, Barabbas.

Come on.
I'm not here to be made a fool of.
What's the matter?
Remember how it used to be.
Barabbas, don't you see what's happening?
Don't you understand what set you free?

I just got out of prison.
I need to get the cramp out of my bones.
That's what's happened.

-I'm not the same. Nothing is the same.
-You'd better try and make it the same.

Barabbas, listen to me.
For pity's sake believe me.

He came from God,
the man who's taking your place.

You think I should have been killed
instead of him?

You think I ought to be dead?
Barabbas, hear what I say.
He came from God.

That's none of my worry.
God can look after his own.

-And you can look after me.

That girl up there was always coming back
with strange ideas.

She's got her head full of them.
Well, it seems she's got something
to think about now, anyway.

-I don't like the look of it.
-Look of what? What's the matter?

The sky. The light's gone out of it.