- Homer: She killed them. Medea herself, does she not say, "I killed my children"?
- Illya: And you believe her? You don't understand the women. Medea loves her husband, yes?
- Homer: Yes.
- Illya: Her husband is interested in another woman? Yes?
- Homer: Yes.
- Illya: So she said to her husband that she has killed her children to frighten him, to get him back.
- Homer: No!
- Illya: Yes. She gets him back, and everybody go away and everybody is happy and they go to the seashore. And that's all!
- Homer: Ilya, if I show you that everything that was ever written about Medea talks of her killing her children. If you ask 10 out of 10 people who saw the play and they tell you it's true, then by simple logic... You're a Greek, you should be logical!
- Illya: Why?
- Homer: Because the greatest Greek of them all, Aristotle, invented logic. And he said...
- Illya: Who?
- Homer: Aristotle.
- Illya: Aristotle? That one that the Captain said he thinks men are everything and women are nothing? I don't care what he said, Aristotle.
- The Captain: Illia's happy. She's worked out a way of living. Let her alone.
- Homer: No, it's impossible. A whore can't be happy. A whorish world can't be happy. I'd like to reach her mind.
- The Captain: What do you want to put in her mind?
- Homer: Reason, in place of fantasy. Morality, instead of immorality. I've got to educate her. Transform her.
- The Captain: Remember what happened to Pygmalion.
- Homer: I wouldn't make that mistake. She is lovely. But for me, she's not a woman; she's an idea. She's an outlaw. Yes! Can't you see? The law must be established everywhere.
- The Captain: I see you'll have black eyes all your life.
- Homer: Ilya: the symbol of my quest. The personification. And, her, the answer to the mystery. A personal equation of the fall of Ancient Greece.
- Homer: Is she?
- The Captain: She is.
- Homer: How is it possible? That lovely, gracious... Oh, I can't... Captain, maybe that's what I'm looking for. What luck!
- Homer: Look around you, Ilya. Greek art was the most harmonious in the world. What happened? What happened to you? All evil is disharmony. You are in disharmony with yourself. You have beauty, grace, and you are - I, American Boy Scout, I will bring you back to harmony.
- Illya: Bring me back to Piraeus. I want to go to sleep.
- Homer: Homer Thrace of Middletown, Connecticut. This may be important. Think clearly. See clearly. Be prepared.
- Homer: What is it that makes you happy?
- Illya: The Sun, he shines on me, he makes me happy. I eat a good fish, he makes me happy. I touch you, if you will feel good, I am happy.
- Homer: Everything sensual. Everything physical. You live by the stoic and epicurean philosophies that came after the fall of Greece. It's so clear.
- Illya: Not to me.