Zuko: For so long now I thought if my dad accepted me, I’d be happy. I’m back home now, my dad talks to me, he even thinks I’m a hero! Everything should be perfect, right? I should be happy now, but I’m not! I’m angrier than ever and I don’t know why!
Azula: There’s a simple question you need to answer, then. Who are you angry at?
Zuko: No one. I’m just … angry.
Mai: Yeah, who are you angry at, Zuko?
Zuko: Everyone! I don’t know!
Azula: Is it Dad?
Zuko: No, no.
Ty Lee: Your uncle?
Azula: Me?
Zuko: No! No, no, no!
Mai: Then who? Who are you angry at?
Azula: Answer the question, Zuko.
Ty Lee: Talk to us!
Mai: Come on, answer the question.
Azula: Come on, answer it.
Zuko: I’M ANGRY AT MYSELF!
Azula: Why?
Zuko: Because I’m confused. Because I’m not sure I know the difference between right and wrong anymore.