Not that it’s any of your
goddamned business, but when
things happen quickly like that,
you have to react. In Korea, we
never ‘called the police’ when a
swarm of screaming gooks came
pouring into our lines. We
We’re not in Korea, Mr. Kowalski.
Walt says nothing.
I’ve been thinking about our
discussion on life and death.
About what you said. About how
you carry around the horrible
things you were forced to do.
Horrible things that won’t leave
you. It seems that it would do
you good to unload some of that
burden. Things done during war
are terrible, being ordered to
kill, killing to save others,
killing to save yourself. You’re
right, those are things I don’t
know anything about. But I do
know about forgiveness. And I’ve
seen a lot of men who have
confessed their sins, admitted
their guilt and left their burdens
behind them. Stronger men than
you. Men at war who were ordered
to do appalling things and are now
Walt nods. Father Janovich threw a bull’s-eye. Almost.
I’m impressed. You came with your
guns loaded, for once.
You have balls, Father. And what
you said, you’re right. I’m sure
stronger men than me have found
their salvation. Hallelujah. But
there’s one thing you’re way wrong