The clip A visit from an old friend from Going My Way (1944) with Barry Fitzgerald
How are you, Father Fitzgibbon?
We've been friends since we were knee-high to a niblick.
He was our local Huckleberry Finn.
"Laugh and the world laughs with you," he'd say.
Cry, and you cry all by yourself.
How are you, Father?
I just dropped by to see if Father O'Malley could play a little golf this afternoon.
You did? Where's your parish?
Right over here, St. Francis.
Well, now, about your golf. Of course, I can't answer for you...
but at St. Dominic's we've very little time for games of golf and such like.
If you were working for me, all I can say is that you wouldn't have time for it, either.
It's lucky for me then that I'm at St. Francis.
It's my hope St. Francis can say the same.
He's got you there, Timmy.
Good, Father, very good.
Father, why don't you come with us? It's a grand game.
Sure, we'll teach you. A man is never too old to learn.
Lot of fresh air on the golf course. And profanity, too.
No, a golf course is nothing but a poolroom moved outdoors.
You mind if I use that one sometime, Father?
Young man, would you mind...
How did he ever become a priest?
Well, I don't...
Who is it? Mrs. Quimp.
Does he know?
Does he know what?
That you're in charge.
How'd you know?
I didn't. I gathered as much when I heard you were here.
Everybody knows that St. Dominic's is in a bad way.