Azula: All right, hair. It’s time to face your doom.
Ursa: What a shame. You always had such beautiful hair.
Azula: What are you doing here?
Ursa: I didn’t want to miss my own daughter’s coronation.
Azula: Don’t pretend to act proud. I know what you think of me. You think I’m a monster.
Ursa: I think you’re confused. All your life you’ve used fear to control people, like your friends Mai and Ty Lee.
Azula: But what choice do I have? Trust is for fools. Fear is the only reliable way. Even you fear me.
Ursa: No. I love you, Azula. I do.
