START: SIGMUND: The police have confiscated my manuscript.
ADRIAN: (his hand flies out to grip Sigmund’s shoulder) No! Oh Jesus--when?
SIGMUND: Now. Tonight.
ADRIAN: (glancing quickly around) He had a record player…
SIGMUND: (a contemptuous wave toward the ceiling) No--I don’t care.
[... …]
END: ADRIAN: We can talk about it later. I’m going to ask you why. I don’t understand the point anymore. Not after this.
SIGMUND: You would also if it was your country.
ADRIAN: I doubt it. I would protect my talent. I saw a movie once where they bricked up a man in a wall.

For full extended monologue, please refer to clips or the script edition cited here: Arthur Miller, ‘The Archbishop’s Ceiling’ in Miller Plays: Three, Methuen Drama, 1990, pp.114-117.