At least your boy is alive. He's alive. That's what matters.

[after maintaining her iron reserve throughout the whole film, Mrs. Wilson goes to her room and closes the door. A few minutes later, Mrs. Crofts goes in and finds her collapsed on her bed, sobbing uncontrollably] Mrs. Croft:
Don't cry, Jane. They'll hear you. [Mrs. Wilson can't stop crying] Mrs. Croft:
Come on. You did what you thought was best for him at the time. I see that now. Mrs. Wilson:
Lizzie... I've lost him, Lizzie. I've lost him, he'll never know me. My boy... [sobs] Mrs. Wilson:
Oh, my boy! Mrs. Croft:
[putting a hand on her shoulder]
At least your boy is alive. He's alive. That's what matters. [Mrs. Wilson touches her sister's face, and hugs her, crying softly]