Clara:

My son

Jamie:

Your son?

Clara:

Dylan's 13 now

My son lives with his dad

My son, he has a good life

Big fun

In his Michigan home

I wasn't a good wife

But still

I miss him today and tomorrow

And I always will

My son

When he left, I was crazy

Way gone

Bellevue depressed

No one could break through my darkness

No one, not even my son

I've a chemical imbalance they say

Four lithium carbonate tablets a day and I'm swell

Like hell!

Don't tell my son

Jamie:

I presume I'm fired?

Clara:

Effective immediately

I'm sorry Jamie