Herod:
Oh what a pleasure. What an honour to be in the presence of the King. The King of the Jews! Look, I bow, I kiss your feet. Robes! The finest. A crown.
[he presents the crown of thorns]
Herod:
Send his majesty back to Pilate! Let Rome decide the fate of this dumb prophet. This marvellous mute King of Jews.
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