Now, I'm gonna read some words. And, uh, they won't make any sense, but I want you to...

[Monica reads the words that will imprint herself on David, and give David the feelings to love] Monica: Now, I'm gonna read some words. And, uh, they won't make any sense, but I want you to listen to them anyway... and look at me all the time. Can you do that? David: Yes, Monica. Monica: [Monica puts her finger tips to the back of David's neck] Can you feel my hand on the back of your neck? David: Yes. Monica: [David remains to sit while smiling] Does any of this hurt? David: No. Monica: Okay, now, look at me. Ready? Cirrus. Socrates. Particle. Decibel. Hurricane. Dolphin. Tulip. Monica. David. Monica. Monica: [David's expression goes silent] All right. I wonder if I did that right. I don't... David: What were those words for, Mommy? Monica: [Monica closes and opens her eyes] What did you call me? David: Mommy. Monica: [Monica smiles rolling her hand onto David's neck] Who am I, David? David: [David softly whispers while hugging onto Monica] You are my Mommy.

Is it a game? Now, I'm gonna read some words. And, um, they won't make any sense, but I want you to listen to them anyway. And look at me all the time. Can you do that? Yes, Monica. Can you feel my hand on the back of your neck? Yes. -Does any of this hurt? -No. Okay, now... ...look at me. Ready? Cirrus. Socrates. Particle. Decibel. Hurricane. Dolphin. Tulip.