DAVID.
The poor are always waiting.
ANATHEMA.
Sternly.
Now I see that you are really lost, David. God has forsaken you.
David stops and looks at him, surprised and angry. Anathema, with head thrown back haughtily, meets his look calmly and sternly. Silence.
DAVID.
You say this to me, Nullius?
ANATHEMA.
Yes, I say this to you, David Leizer. Beware, David Leizer, you are in Satan's hands.