Claire: Mom.
Ruth: My sweet baby girl … don’t let them work you too hard at your new job.
Claire: I won’t. Mom, I really hope you can come and visit.
Ruth: I’ll try. Oh, Claire. I pray you’ll be filled with hope for as long as you possibly can.
Claire: Thank you for everything and thank you for giving me life.
Ruth: You gave me life.
Claire: Oh, my God, I don’t wanna go.