Mother: You're not asking the right question. Don't ask me why I left. Ask me why I came back. (...)
Daughter: I knew you were going kill Barry but you didn't even care. You didn't give a damn about what that would do to me. I'll say whatever Susan wants me to say but i gotta get out of here.
Mother: No no no no, you don't just walk away from me. I made you. I'm in your blood. You don't go anywhere until I let you go.
Daughter: Then let me go... You look at me, and you don't like what you see. But this is the price, mother. The price of belonging to you...
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