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SYBIL Gloria ? You haven't begun to resent your mother , have you ? GLORIA I love my mother very much . You know that . SYBIL Yes . Gloria , I hope you don't mind my mentioning it , but it always seemed to me you loved your mother just ...
SYBIL Gloria ? You haven't begun to resent your mother , have you ? GLORIA I love my mother very much . You know that . SYBIL Yes . Gloria , I hope you don't mind my mentioning it , but it always seemed to me you loved your mother just ...
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I just can't eat it , Sybil . SYBIL Gloria , I don't like the sound of that . GLORIA I don't mean to be rude ... SYBIL No , but have you ever thought of the subconscious implications . . .I mean the symbolical .
I just can't eat it , Sybil . SYBIL Gloria , I don't like the sound of that . GLORIA I don't mean to be rude ... SYBIL No , but have you ever thought of the subconscious implications . . .I mean the symbolical .
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And Sybil , I'll tell you something else about him . . . SYBIL Your dad ? GLORIA Lyon . Or anyway , about the way he feels about me . SYBIL Tell me , sweetie . GLORIA He says , " You're happy . " Isn't that strange ?
And Sybil , I'll tell you something else about him . . . SYBIL Your dad ? GLORIA Lyon . Or anyway , about the way he feels about me . SYBIL Tell me , sweetie . GLORIA He says , " You're happy . " Isn't that strange ?
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