Dionysus: Follow, and I shall go as your escort and protector, though another shall bring you back
Pentheus: Yes, my mother
Dionysus: as a sight for all.
Pentheus: It is for this that I come.
Dionysus: You will be carried here
Pentheus: That is pampering me
Dionysus: In your mother's arms.
Pentheus: And you will make me really spoiled!
Dionysus: Yes, spoiled-in a special way.