And so do you; once more I demand back my scepter and share of the land.EteoclesI admit no demand; I will live in my own house.PolyneicesAnd keep more than your share?EteoclesYes. Leave the country!PolyneicesO altars of my fathers’ gods—EteoclesWhich you are here to destroy.PolyneicesHear me—EteoclesWho would hear you after you have marched against your fatherland?PolyneicesAnd temples of the gods who ride on white horses—EteoclesAnd who hate you.PolyneicesI am being driven from my country—EteoclesYes, for you came to destroy it.PolyneicesUnjustly, O gods!EteoclesCall on the gods at Mycenae, not here.PolyneicesYou have become unholy—EteoclesBut I have not, like you, become my country’s enemy.PolyneicesBy driving me out without my portion.EteoclesI will kill you in addition.PolyneicesO father, do you you hear what I am suffering?EteoclesYes, and he hears what you are doing.