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Son of mine. Son of mine. Son of mine.
Are you…? Are you sure?
I won’t pretend this is good news.
Is it a phase? Tell me it’s a phase.
What do you want me to say?
It must have been something I did.
Some men need to learn how to be straight.
What do you do with each other?
We always thought you'd be a father.
You’ll probably get AIDS.
I hope you won’t be marching in any Pride parades.
You’re not really a boy.
That’s not real. You just want attention.
You know you can never come back here.
Yo no entiendo eso.
You’re going to ruin your life!
You’re bringing our family shame!
Why did you do this to us?
You’re disgusting. You’re not normal.
You should be ashamed.
No son of mine! No son of mine! No son! No son of mine!
I love you, and I want you to be happy.
Whatever makes you happy will make me happy.
It’s fine. It’s all fine. I just wanted to know.
I’ve known since I first held you in my arms.
Son of mine! Son of mine! Son of mine!
You’re my son, and I love you, but you’ll burn in Hell!
So I’ll pray for you. My son!
We didn’t raise you to be this way!
Don’t tell me anything about your life!
If you ask for forgiveness, then God will fix you!
I wish I had known when you were younger, so I would have beaten it out of you!
If this is who you are, then I don’t want a faggot living in my house!
No son of mine! No son of mine! No son! No son of mine!