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| It's all your fault that your parents got divorced, Orestes. | |
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| I know. It's terrible. It's like a Greek tragedy. | |
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| Things aren't that bad. It's not like your father killed your sister, your mother avenged her by killing him, and you avenged him by killing your mother. | |
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| Yeah, I guess things could be worse. But if things aren't so bad, why are you furies tormenting me? | |
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| It's your teenage angst, Orestes. We'll eventually go away. | |
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