Jesus Christ Superstar

Mary:
Should I bring him down? Should I scream and shout? Should I speak of love, let my feelings out? I never thought I'd come to this! What's it all about?

Judas:
Nazareth, your famous son should have stayed a great unknown. Like his father carving wood, he'd have made good. Tables, chairs and oaken chests would have suited Jesus best. He'd have cause nobody harm.

Jesus:
My God, why have you forgotten me?

Jesus:
Father, into your hands I commend my spirit!

Second Priest:
His glamour increases by leaps every minute. He's top of the pole.

Annas:
Cut the confessions, 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 will not go unrewarded.

Caiaphas:
We'll pay you in silver, cash on the nail. We just need to know where our soldiers can find him, with no crowd around him. Then we can't fail.

Caiaphas:
Think of the things you could do with this 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...

King Herod:
Jesus, I am overjoyed to meet you, face to face. You've been getting quite a name all around the place. Healing cripples, raising from the dead, and now I understand your God. At least, that's what you've said.

Pontious Pilate:
Then you're a King?

Pontious Pilate:
But what IS truth? Not easy to define! We both have truths! Are yours the same as mine?

Pontious Pilate:
What is this new respect for Caesar? 'Til now this has been noticably LACKING!

Caiaphas:
(to the Pharises) Fools! You have no perception! The stakes that we're gambling are frightfully high! We must crush him completely! So, like John before him, this Jesus must die! For the sake of the nation, this Jesus must die!

Pontious Pilate:
Look at your Jesus Christ! I'll agree, he's mad! Ought to be locked up! But this is not a reason to destroy him!

Pontious Pilate:
He's just a sad, pathetic little man! Not a king or a god! Not a thief! I need a crime!

Pontious Pilate:
Who is this broken man cluttering up my hallway? Who is this unfortunate?

Annas:
Someone Christ, King of the Jews.

Pontious Pilate:
Oh, so this is Jesus Christ; I really am surprised, you look so small! Not a king at all! We all know you're news, but are you King? King of the Jews?

King Herod:
Hey! Aren't you scared of me, Christ? Mister Wonderful Christ? You're a joke, you're not the Lord! You are nothing but a fraud! Take him away, he's got nothing to say! Get out you king of the - Get out - Get out you king of the Jews!

Caiaphas:
I see bad things arising! They would make king whom the Romans would ban! I see blood and destruction, our elimination because of one man!

Pontious Pilate:
Why is he different? You Jews produce "messiahs" by the sackful!

Simon Zealotes:
You'll Get the power and the glory, forever and ever and ever!