Pote tin Kyriaki
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:13:00
- His opinion of women was rather low.
- He was sick.

:13:04
Aristotle, sick?
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Your eye begins to be pink.
I go to see my friend's nose now.

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- Very glad to meet you, Homer.
- Likewise.

:13:15
You're very pretty.
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- Homer. Bye, Captain.
- Bye, Illia.

:13:22
- Light of my eyes!
- Who can dance like Illia?

:13:30
The little fellow beat you up?
:13:31
If I'd really hit him,
they'd close up the place.

:13:37
- Hello, sister. So you are Illia.
- Hello, brother. I am Illia.

:13:41
- Are you busy?
- I don't know.

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All right, how much?
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I make no prices.
:13:48
- 60 drachmas?
- I'll give you 80.

:13:52
60 drachmas will be fine.
:13:54
- I offered 80.
- I don't care if you offered 180.

:13:58
- Why?
- Because I don't like you.

:14:00
- I don't make it a condition that you like me.
- I make it a condition that I like you.

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- Is she...
- She is.

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How is it possible?
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That lovely, gracious...
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Captain, maybe that's what I'm looking for.
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What luck!
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Illia.
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The symbol of my quest.
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The personification.
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In her, the answer to the mystery.
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The personal equation
of the fall of ancient Greece.

:14:46
Sorry, miss. I'm terribly sorry.
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It's not that you... I think you're beautiful.
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And I liked so much
what you did in that cafe.

:14:56
I wanted so much to be with you.

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