(they take a step closer to the centre.) You say we are to face a preach? God's wordings are sacred in the church; but so they are by the pathways or by the roundabout. I too, beloved Christians, head to show you how we shall stand in the valley of Jozafat!
Peasant. It is not your turn, Nace!
Another peasant: Let them talk, let Nace talk! Their talk will be sweet – sweeter than the teacher's for that matter!
Nace. Dear Christians, when we stand in the valley of Jozefat . . .
Kalander. Shut it, coward!
Jerman. (Takes a stand.) Companions!
Voices. Companions? Who here is a companion of yours?
Jerman. (Begins to talk; initially calmly and slowly.) Comrades! I see your eyes voice how you came to listen to and take a look at a comedy. You have commenced with a divergent thought – and you are honest enough not to hide it. You have gathered to finish the comedy, and predominantly to conclude the play by spitting at and removing the joker; kick him out of the world. You are righteous to shine, smiling in the dark times which surround us . . . When the riches are burning and the taxes . . .
Some random: What do you make fun of us?
Jerman. Yet I did not summon you – not to exercise this grief and not to conduct comedy. We did not gather to overthrow god; not to insurrect counter to the crown. Our thought is calm and I am fairly certain we shall conduct it smiling. As you were thought, god gives everything, which grows on this Earth . . .
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