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:10:01
No one is on the streets.
I'm going to the Guitars.

:10:03
What for?
:10:04
For my satisfaction.
:10:05
But the Turks drink there.
:10:07
Here comes your mother.
:10:14
Your father says don't work
with that man!

:10:17
You're not a child anymore!
:10:19
Why do I have to take you by the ear
like a child and drag you home?

:10:22
Like a child!
:10:24
Say something!
:10:27
Answer me when I talk to you!
:10:32
Stay away from that man!
:10:42
He was with the Armenian again,
Isaac, your eldest.

:10:45
You've given your father
a terrible day of worry.

:10:48
Kiss his hand and ask forgiveness.
He's too easy with you.

:10:52
You're too easy with him, Isaac,
if you'll forgive me.

:10:56
It's not my place to say so, but...
:11:33
Have you had dinner?
:11:34
I'm not hungry.
:11:36
Vasso, give him some food.
:11:38
But, I'm not hungry.
:11:39
You'll eat something.
:11:43
Who is this Armenian?
:11:45
Damadian's son, Vartan.
:11:47
He doesn't know his place.
:11:49
It's not our affair.
:11:51
They're Armenians, we're Greeks,
our necks aren't the same.

:11:54
True. They're saving the Greeks
for their next holiday.


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