The Keys of the Kingdom Page #3

I wouldn't want to deprive you

of your only comfort.

Well, I never thought I'd live to see a Scotsman

throw a bottle of whiskey out a window.

And another one to stand there

and let him do it.

But there was a third Scotsman

there to catch it!

Well, this is a sort of

an empty moment, isn't it?

I don't think I'll ever get used to

not having Francie around.

It'll be a good thing that next year

he's home to stay.

I wouldn't be so sure of that.

Francis may decide to go on

to the seminary after all.

And why not?

He's a fine boy.

It's a fine church.

[Monsignor Reading] "My studies prevented

me from returning home for Christmas...

"as I had planned.

"As always, it was necessary for me

to work twice as hard as the next man...

"to accomplish as much.

And so, another summer had come. "

- [Knocking]

- Come in.

Chisholm, what explanation

have you to offer for your conduct?

- Have I done something wrong, Father?

- Something unforgivable.

You- I've forgotten what, exactly.

Merely an additional example of what seems

to be a general mental disobedience in you.

Just what was it specifically, Father?

During my instruction, I referred

to the one true and epistolic religion.

- He saw fit to question this description.

- Well?

My question was meant

as a question, Father.

I asked whether God set

an exclusive value on creed...

since it was such

an accident of birth.

The answer

to your question is "yes."

Have you done any fishing lately?

I've been thinking

I might try the Glebe Pool, sir.

- There's a big one there.

- There's nothing in the Glebe Pool.

- There's a big one there now, sir.

- Oh! Imaginary.

- If you've no further need of me, Father-

- Thank you, Father.

Sit down, Francis.

Sit down.

You'll be out of here

in another term.

Isn't it about time you made up

your mind about the future?

Yes, I've tried to, sir.

I think of it all the time.

I've been appointed a rector of our San Juan

seminary in Spain beginning next year.

- You'll be leaving Holywell?

- Yes.

I'd hoped that we might

meet at San Juan next fall.

- I think you'd make a good priest.

- Thank you, Father. L-

You seem confused, lad.

You've got worries eating at you.

- Would it help to talk them out?

- Oh, it's just that l-

Well, I know there's

a vocation for me, Father...

but I don't know where to find it.

I can't go on letting Polly and Ned

support me.

How can I ever repay them

for what they've done already?

I'd be no help about the tavern.

Besides, it's almost a year since I've

been home, since last summer's vacation.

In all that time,

so little word from any of them.

And now a letter from Polly...

asking me not to come home this year.

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