Transcript (en)

This is your own. Perfect. Oh, what? Let me look at this. Oh. Oh, it's beautiful. It's beautiful. It's just... How did you... I had it made. For memory. You were five when they took it away. That's right. How could you remember? How could I forget, Mama? Mom, I'll just tell you. It is perfect. It's all perfect. I can't tell you how much I love you. I love you too, Mama. I can't tell you. It's okay.