Stromboli1950

Karin:
Oh, I am so ashamed, Father. I may have done wrong. But, all I want now is a little happiness. Where I was born we had a nice home. We lost everything in the war. I met a man, an officer, in the invading army. He seemed more human than the rest. He was young and always gay. I was trapped, like all the rest. I-I have sinned, but, I've paid. You're a sensitive, experienced man.

The Priest:
I am only a poor priest.

Karin:
But, I can be frank with you. I couldn't with Antonio. You are the one man who can give me comfort.

The Priest:
I'm no more than the parish priest of a little community of fishermen.

Karin:
But, your human qualities, I can see.

The Priest:
I am a priest! And I can only assist you during confession or to prayer.