DONALD DAVIE
Nemeth:
Pastor, all he asks is to be forgiven.
In twenty minutes he'll be primed for you.
(He departs.)
Collins:
Primed for it ... like a bomb. Oh Christopher,
Thank God you're here. This is a weird one. Listen,
It's some Hungarian comes for abso luti on.
I thought they were all Arcees in any case.
Thomson:
No, that's wrong. Plenty of Lutherans and
Calvinists too - I can't remember how.
It's in the histories of the Reformation.
Except you'll miss your jogging, what's the problem?
Collins:
Chris! Just think what this chap might confess to,
What I shall have to absolve him from. Oh Brother!
Pray with me.
Thomson:
What? Oh all right. But no talking.
(Silence)
Col/ins:
Thanks.
Thomson:
That's all right. But tell me, Dicky:
What if you hear th ings you can't forgive?
COl/iI1S:
There aren't such things.
Thomson:
Well no, that's true, there aren't.
Good luck, chum. Rather you than me, I tell you;
But our lot's not empowered, as you know.
Thomson:
Well, you look perky. How did it go, then? Oh
Seal of the confessional, I suppose?
(Interval)
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