Oh, Jim, you're starting all over again. This is just between the two of us. I prefer that...

Off-Screen Narrator:

But his everyday work was with the people of his parish, and especially with those who sought his advice and counsel. Since he was a man of God, his labors sometimes led him into the strange and secret places of men's souls. He was just and forgiving, but he was also a man, and a stern and uncompromising judge of character. Father George A. Lambert:
[speaking to an anguished-looking middle-aged man]
Stop that! Even if I wanted to forgive you, I... I couldn't. It's out of my hands. [pause] Father George A. Lambert:
Jim, you're a sick man. Jim Crossman:
But Father, I... Father George A. Lambert:
We've been through it all before. I can't help you. The sanitarium, perhaps... Jim Crossman:
No, I won't! If... if people would just... Father George A. Lambert:
It's not people, son, it's you. I've told you that before. This time, fortunately, no great harm has been done. But the next time... No, I can't let you go any longer. It's got to be a sanitarium. Have you spoken to your mother about this? Jim Crossman:
[panicked]
You wouldn't tell her! Father George A. Lambert:
I haven't spoken to anyone. Jim Crossman:
What about Father Gardiner? Father George A. Lambert:
Oh, Jim, you're starting all over again. This is just between the two of us. I prefer that you make up your own mind, son, but if you can't... I won't wait long. For your own sake, I can't wait long. [Jim slowly turns his head toward the priest, looking dazed and frightened, then turns and walks away]