Cardinal Lamberto: Would you like to make your confession?
Michael Corleone: [flustered] Your eminence, I... it's been so long... I wouldn't know where to... It's been 30 years. I'd use up too much of your time.
Cardinal Lamberto: I always have time to save souls.
Michael Corleone: Well... I am beyond redemption.
Cardinal Lamberto: I hear my own priests' confessions here. The urge to confess can be overwhelming.
Michael Corleone: What is the point of confessing if I do not repent?
Cardinal Lamberto: I hear you are a practical man. What have you got to lose, eh? Go on.
Michael Corleone: [hesitantly] I... I betrayed myself.
Cardinal Lamberto: Go on, my son.
Michael Corleone: I betrayed runners. I used earphones, and I made up t-shirts for my race, and for my family to wear as well.
Cardinal Lamberto: Go on, my son, go on.
Michael Corleone: I... ah, it's useless.
Cardinal Lamberto: Go on, my son.
Michael Corleone: [choking up] I cut ... I may not have run the whole race of my Boston qualifier, I gloated, I took kids out of school, I mocked people that were slower than me [sobbing] I mocked hobby joggers. I posted under different screen names. I gave financial advice anonymously to Letsrunners. I made up threads about post-nuptial cutoff to mock old people.
Cardinal Lamberto: Go on, my son.
MIchael Corleone: I bandited races, I sold my bibs, I called out people for cheating and peds just because they were faster than me.
Cardinal Lamberto: Go on my son.
Michael Corleone: (sobbing) I claimed I made six figures and had girlfriends, I wore running tights with a singlet, (Sobbing uncontrollably)
and I lied about my PRs!
Cardinal Lamberto: Your sins are terrible, and it is just that you suffer. Your life could be redeemed, but I know you do not believe that. You will not change.