DEMETER: It seems we’ve won the war.
SAXON: It seems.
DEMETER: So many dead.
SAXON: They would have died some day.
DEMETER: Was it worth it, in the end?
SAXON: The end is always uncertain.
DEMETER: Then how can we measure right and wrong?
SAXON: Comforting lies and opiates.
DEMETER: [to himself] Comforting lies and opiates. [to Saxon] Isn’t that just an escape?
SAXON: Like everything else.
DEMETER: [sighs, looks out into the distance] The war is over.
SAXON: Is it?
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