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Assumpta Fitzgerald:
What are you playing at? What are you trying to do to me?

Father Peter Clifford:
Assumpta, please.

Assumpta Fitzgerald:
Oh, that's what it is, you're worried about the neighbours now?

[walks inside]

Assumpta Fitzgerald:
Well?

Father Peter Clifford:
Well, what? What do you want me to say?

Assumpta Fitzgerald:
I want you... What do you want?

Father Peter Clifford:
It's not that simple.

Assumpta Fitzgerald:
It is that simple.

Assumpta Fitzgerald:
Not from where I'm standing.

Assumpta Fitzgerald:
Oh, for God's sake, Peter, we have moved on.

Father Peter Clifford:
I'm a Catholic priest.

Assumpta Fitzgerald:
Goes with the territory.

Assumpta Fitzgerald:
Cheap shot.

Assumpta Fitzgerald:
It's the truth. For you and me, it's the truth.

[she goes to leave]

Father Peter Clifford:
Assumpta?

Assumpta Fitzgerald:
Yes?

[he says nothing]

Assumpta Fitzgerald:
[sighs] You know what you're going to go and do now? You're going to go and discuss this in a wooden box with a grown man in a frock and you won't talk to me!

Father Peter Clifford:
I will. I just need to think.

Assumpta Fitzgerald:
It's not what's in your head I need to hear.