Calm yourself,
calm yourself
and just listen to me.
No, no, no.
No, you listen to me, please.
This so called doctor
paraded me around
my own neighborhood,
like some kind of a
derelict mother who didn't
even know her own son.
JONES: And what
was hís fíndíngs?
He found what he
expected to find,
what you obviously
told him he would find.
Mrs. Collíns.
But that's not...
That's nothing
to be embarrassed about.
That l was embarrassed
is not the issue.
The point is that
you are wasting time
when you should be
Iooking for my son.
But the report is final,
Mrs. Collins.
Well, then l want to
receive the report,
so l can refute it,
before it goes
to anyone else.
Fine.
Yes. Good day.
(SNIFFLES)
l'm finished. Could l
go to my room now?
Yes.
Good night, Mommy.
Stop saying that!
Stop saying that!
l'm not your mother!
l want my son back.
You're not him.
You're not my son!
l want my son back.
l want my son back!
Damn you!
l want my son back!
(SOBS)
