Father:I’ve got some really bad news.
Mother:I can see it in your eyes.
Father:I’ve been told there’s no hope.
Mother:But this is wrong!
Father:Come along; we’ve got to be strong…
Mother: (SOBS) But our little boy’s going to die…
Father: …be strong; for him!
Mother:He’s only seventeen!
Father:We can get through this; together, as a family!
Mother:Is there nothing we can do?
Father:Well I suppose I could turn down the transfer to Bridgend.