MORE ZAC AND JOSHUA BY JEFFREY LO
Were you there?
At the crucifixion?
A long pause.
ZAC nods his head.
It looks like you were friends.
It must be hard to see something like that happen to a friend.
JOSHUA takes a swig from the
Can you tell me about it?
If you don’t mind me asking.
If it’s not too…
I didn’t go.
I didn’t have it in me to watch.
And plus, I knew I had to be here once it was over.
It’s just… I don’t understand.
I don’t understand why this needed to happen.
And I think maybe, if you tell me what it was like, maybe I can understand better.
Sorry. You don’t need to –
No. It’s ok. I –
Yeah, it’ll be ok. I think.
What do you want to know?
What did he look like? When he was carrying the cross up the hill.
ZAC is reminded of the look on Jesus’ face.
I mean that’s to be expected, right?
He’s lifting the instrument of his death on his own shoulders.
And all of these people around him screaming at him or cheering on his death.
He hears all of it.
He sees these people.
And you can see in his eyes – behind the fear and the… regret – he’s thinking I’m doing this for you…
I am doing this for each and every one of you…
How is this for all of us?
To be honest, I don’t know.
I have no idea.
Sometimes he would say things that would go over our heads.
But he said them with so much conviction that we just had to trust that he knew what he was doing.
Maybe this was the time to we should’ve questioned him.
When he volunteers to die? Probably.
Really though, I just don’t understand how he pictured this would help anyone.
Even if he does rise from the dead and walk out of this cave as Zombie Jesus, I just don’t get it.
What if he was just tired?
Jesus worked tirelessly. Relentlessly.
Day in and day out, Jesus walked from one place to the next speaking to anyone who would listen and fighting for those who wouldn’t.
Did things get better?
Barely, if anything.
He worked non-stop and didn’t create a dent…
Oh my god…
ZAC starts to tear.
Are you ok?
I think he gave up.
What do you mean?
He would work day after day after day just for what?
To be yelled at.
Before he would even say a word.
And those who did listen to him would get brought down with him.
He couldn’t take it anymore
And wanted out.
Nah. That guy always seemed like he was having a great time.
Jumping on top of anything within site and putting on a show of what he could do.
Yes, a great showman.
All a façade…
He would always talk about how he envied those with a normal life.
How he wished he could have that – even for a day.
But we would all tell him there was no way.
He was Jesus Christ.
He wanted out but couldn’t think of a way out.
So he ended it all.
Jesus ended his own life.
No. It’s not –
I asked –
it’s just –