Stephen Adly Guirgis

There were no mourners. His friends all absent.

My voice is not important … On the day of my son’s birth I was infused with a love beyond all measure and understanding … The world tells me that God is in Heaven and that my son is in Hell.

I tell the world the one true thing I know: If my son is in Hell, then there is no Heaven—because if my son sits in Hell, there is no God.

JUDGE LITTLEFIELD: Your client is Judas Iscariot! Your client sold out the son of God, for Chrissakes!

And then he did the world a favor and hung himself!

(To JUDAS): Yo, Judas, you got change for thirty pieces of silver, muthahfuckah?!

I saw a single tear fall out Judas’s eye. Just one. When the tear hit the ground, I saw it was red like a ruby. I looked into his eyes, like this:

On the third day, I remembered how Jesus had said that God has the biggest love for the least of his creatures—and Judas was the leastest creature I had ever seen.

JUDGE LITTLEFIELD: You ever met God, Cunningham?
CUNNINGHAM: I don’t know that I believe in God.

I really am that thing that you’ve always feared more than doubted”—what would you do?