Wake

Albert Benjamin:
That's good. That's awesome. Maybe you get it from me. I remember when I was your age, well, in fact, I think I was younger... I did a story in school. Teacher liked it so much I got an award. Had to read it in front of the whole class...

Albert Benjamin:
I remember, when you were little... you used to sit on my lap and drink my coffee. You used to see yourself at the bottom of the cup.

Albert Benjamin:
I just want to know what happened, Max. I just want you to be honest with me. You can talk to me, can't you? I'm here, Max. I'm right here.

Albert Benjamin:
She loved you, Max. She loved you so much. I'm here. I'm never leaving. I'm never leaving again.

Max Benjamin:
I never really understood my mother. I guess I thought she was too possessive. Too headstrong or something. I could never quite understand why she did so many of the things she did. I guess I thought that... she was weak. But it's not weakness to love. And she loved me... with all her heart. More than anything in this entire world, she loved me. And now, more than anything... I wish I could...