For the record, girls, wearing snakes in your hair just isn't in this spring. And seriously, what's with the whole blood dripping from your eyes thing?
Who asked you for any fashion advice?
Just trying to help. How do you ladies ever expect to find a nice god to settle down with? You look awful.
We want no god.
We want to enforce justice!
We want to get revenge!
We want to punish all evildoers!
Well, what's stopping you from putting on a little mascara on while you do all that?
We've got our eyes on you, Orestes.
Don't think we aren't watching you.
Hey, I was acquitted. Stay off my back.
Once a mother-killer always a mother-killer, I say.
Clytemnestra is already dead. How could I kill her again?
Don't get smart with us, young man.
Just leave him alone, you tiresome nags.
It is unwise to goad them Apollo.
Yeah, don't goad us, you pretty boy punk.
And you three—leave Orestes be. So you swore before the gods.
The gods are soft on crime, if you ask me.
I have held up my end of the bargain. You are honored in Athens. You are now called the Eumenides, the Kindly Ones.
Yeah. "Kindly." What a joke.
How dare you insult us?! Vengeance shall be ours!
Cackle, cackle, cackle!
I think I need a restraining order.
You know ladies, I already have to push this giant boulder up a hill for all eternity. Do you really need to whip me while I do it?
They don't call this the Dungeon of the Damned for nothing.
Did you think eternal torment was going to be a cakewalk?
You can't try to cheat Death and get away with it.
Wait a second, how are you online?
Don't worry about it.
Somebody sneaked you an iPhone, didn't they?
Fear us, mortal! Soon your iPhone shall be ours!
Cackle! Cackle! Cackle!
You shall be trapped in the dark with no iPhone at all!
Now that's what I call eternal damnation.