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Eleanor Carter:
Your brother believed me when I told him he'd get better. It didn't matter where he was, how he felt, what the doctor said. I told him he'd get better. He died believing me.

Dr. John Carter:
No. He was pretending for you. That was another one of our secrets. I was supposed to not let you be sad. I was supposed to make you forget. To make you happy. He made me promise to make you happy... I'm sorry, Mom.

[they hug]

Eleanor Carter:
I love you. Do you hear me? I love you.