Jesus Wick

Intro So this is it. We're just about to initiate the plan, assassinate Pilate and his whole rotten court, and finally get one step closer to kicking the Romans out of Judaea - and THIS is the moment those damn traitors choose to make their move and ruin everything. Figures. Pops told me to roll with it, sacrifice myself to redeem the sins of mankind, and chill out at his right-hand side awaiting Armageddon - the whole 'turn the other cheek' bullshit. F*ck that. If the old man's looking for Armageddon, I can deliver right here, right now. "Hey Judas, my brother." Stupid moron's struggling with his lamb chops. I'm looking at him. He's looking at me. "Bit agitated, are we?" Yeah, I can see it in his eyes. That's our mole right there. "Lemme pass you a knife." I pass him the knife - right into his b*tch-ass snitching throat. I make sure he gargles on his own stinking blood, cuz papa told me that's the kosher way to butcher an animal. I shove his dying corpse away and face the crew. No more blanket pardons. I'm gonna redeem men's sins the old-fashioned way - eye for an eye - one Roman c*cks*cker at a time. The Last Man Standing shall inherit the Earth.