Telly

What have you done with him? Why did you take him? What do you want?

It's an experiment.

Telly

He's just a little boy. What could you possibly learn from him?

Nothing.

Telly

This wasn't about Sam. This wasn't about the children.

It was never about the children.

Telly

We were the experiment.

Your connection, mother to child. Like an invisible tissue. We can even measure its energy. But we don't fully understand it, so I posed the question: "Can it be dissolved?" And it can. Except for you.

Telly

Give me back my son and I'll do whatever you want.

What I want, Telly, is for you to forget your son. To forget Sam.

Telly

No.

If you don't, this experiment will fail. I'm accountable. I can't let that happen. And time is running out.

Telly

I won't help you.

There are worse things than forgetting.

Telly

No, there aren't.

You need to forget. You're different from the others.

Telly

Why?

It's better this way. You won't be haunted by his memory. You could have a life again. Now, I want you to go back to that first day in the hospital. To the first time you ever saw Sam. I need that first memory. Give me that first memory! That boy. What was his name?

Telly

What boy? I had life inside of me. I had life. I have a child. I have a son. I...have a son. His name is Sam, you son of a bitch.