Israel! Palestine! You two boys stop that fighting, RIGHT NOW! Do you HEAR me?
I DON'T CARE WHO STARTED IT! I’VE HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH YOU TWO!
Bicker, bicker, bicker, that’s all I ever hear from you.
STOP THAT HITTING! If I have told you once, I have told you a thousand times, fighting never solves anything. You two stand further apart. Thank you.
NO SHOVING, EITHER! Were you born in a barn? OK, now you stand over here, and you stand over there.
Okay. Now, listen to your Mother …
STOP SASSING ME, YOUNG MAN!
OK, I want this fighting to stop. I mean it. Just wait ‘til your Father comes home! He is very upset with BOTH of you. And so am I. You boys are not babies, anymore. It’s time to start growing up.