Saran of Gaza:
[Delilah has just disrupted the council by declaring that she will capture Samson only if each Prince of Gaza pays her 1,100 pieces of silver]
Silence! Calm yourselves.
[to Delilah]

Saran of Gaza:
You drive a sharp bargain, Delilah.
Delilah:
From you, my lord, I ask only a promise.
Saran of Gaza:
A promise for a promise. What is yours?
Delilah:
To bring you Samson, bound and helpless.
Saran of Gaza:
[caresses Delilah's arm]
Bound by these white arms? No. Too high a price for me to pay.
Delilah:
My thoughts will be only of you.
Saran of Gaza:
I suggest the Princes of Gaza find some other way to capture Samson.
Delilah:
[looks at the Princes of Gaza]
You've tried all other ways!
[stands before the Saran]

Delilah:
When my father and sister lay dead in the ashes of our home, because of Samson, he laughed at my tears. You cannot refuse me, my lord.
Saran of Gaza:
What promise do you ask?
Delilah:
I will learn the secret of his strength. But when he stands captive and is weak as other men, no drop of his blood shall be shed, no blade shall touch his skin.
Prince of Gaza:
By the sacred pillars of the temple, we demand his death!
Delilah:
[stands and confronts the council]
I want his life. Chain him in the gristmill; let him grind our grain like a beast. Let the people mock him and make sport of him until he draws his breath in agony and every word he speaks is a prayer for death!
Riportata da il 05/03/2025 alle ore 08:05

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