"It can't go on like this... impossible..." Raymond said violently. "We have to do something... And there's nothing else we can do..."
"If only we could escape somehow..." Carol said, but her voice was unconvincing and she knew it.
"We can't." Raymond's voice was weak, desperate. "You know we can't, Carol..."
The girl shivered. "I know, Ray, I know." She suddenly let out a short, bitter laugh. "People will say we were crazy for not just giving up."
"Maybe we are... crazy!" Carol said slowly. "I suppose. Yes, I dare to think we are. Anyway, soon we will be... I imagine some people would say we already are, since we are calmly, coldly planning to kill our own mother!"
"She’s not our mother!" Carol suddenly said. "No, that's true." A pause followed, then Raymond spoke in a calm, cold voice. "Do you really agree, Carol?"