[having been given just a week to pay his mortgage's interest, Travers examines his dead wife's diamond jewelry and sighs]
Joan Travers:
Dad, you're not thinking of selling them. They were Mother's. You can't do that. You've cherished them for years. They're all you have left to remind you of her.
Les Travers:
You're wrong, dear. I still have you.
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