Ariadne: You Gods who watch all Things! Hear my cry, mark my tears!! Let the sky fall on him! Let the sea swallow him! The Earth Drown Him! HE ABANDONED ME!!!!
(The Minotaur bellows awake from a Nightmare)
Ariadne: Shhh, it's alright. It's a dream. Shhh, up here. (Leans over the ledge, letting her hand brush the head of the Minotaur) I'll tell you about the world outside, about the light, about the color of the sky. They say the sky's blue, but it's not! It can be a thousand colors, pinks, greys, color of gold, color of wine.
(The Minotaur calms, growling softly listening to Ariadne)
Ariadne: (gently)....and there are people. Familys..(trials of softly looking down)
I'm somebody's daughter, I'm a daughter of a king....i'm a sister. You are a son...you are a...Brother.
The Storyteller's dog has his usual comments; he doesn't like Queen Medea much and he's scared of the Minotaur.