Narrator: Allow me to help.
Woman 1: You have no parents, and have never conceived a child. I understand the love of a mother for her child more than you ever can.
Woman 2: You hypocrite! What about your own children? At this very moment, they devour each other in their unbearable agony.
Woman 1: I love them as well.
Woman 2: You love them? You use the word as an excuse for your actions.
Woman 1: Your fanaticism blinds you.