[last lines, Ruth is in prison for trying to attempt murder
[to her prison guard
I, uh... don't suppose I have a letter from son? He's so loyal - he writes me often. I have a fine baby boy. Well, he's not really a baby anymore, but he'll always be my baby. Do you have children?
[the prison guard looks at her as she waits
No, I've asked you that before. Everyone should have children; it's life's grandest experience, to watch them grow, to become good and fine and strong, someone to look after ...