Milo:
[Milo's mother gives him her helmet and pushes the lever, giving him some air and allowing him to breath. He wakes up to see that his mother is dying without air]
No. Mom, you need you helmet. No!
[He struggles not to let mom pull the lever, but Milo's mother quickly pulls out the lever]
Milo:
No! Mom! Mom!
[as Milo watches his mother die, he holds her and he sobs]
Milo:
No, no. Mommy, you have to come home with me. You-you have to come home with me. You're-you're my mom... and I love you.
[Milo sheds a tear]
Milo:
No, no, no, no, no.
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