James Bellamy: Look, I know what I am, Father. I don't need you to tell me.
Richard Bellamy: [Realizing he may have gone too far] James, my dear boy...
James Bellamy: No, Father! No! No, no conciliations! That's where we always end up patching the wounds. L-Let's just leave them open this time, shall we...?
Richard Bellamy: [reading from James's suicide note] "Dear Father, do you remember me telling you about that German soldier in the shell hole at Passchendaele, who should have finished me off, but declined to? Well, I'm doing the job for him. It has nothing to do with our talk today. Mother always said that to leave when you're winning is unethical, and we all know that my losing streak has been going on far too long. Try to see it as a soldier's way out, when he can no longer do justice to himself, or the men under his command. I choose this place as to not make a mess of my rooms, or cause anyone anymore inconvenience than what is necessary. I have left my will to Sir Geoffrey - unwitnessed, I'm afraid, but I am sure he'll manage. Goodbye, Father. Give my love to Virginia, and to Georgina. Don't be sad. James."