Leo: I can help her.
Arthur: Get away from her!
Leo: You heard the doctor. You have no other choice.
Arthur: You are a child who lives in a shed!
Leo: I know what is happening inside her body.
Arthur: How could you possibly know that?
Leo: I just do. I can feel it from here.
Charles: Sir, the boy might just be confused.
Arthur: This is a nightmare. This is an absolute nightmare.
Leo: Her heart is beating too fast. The baby's heart is barely beating at all.
Arthur stared at the boy, his jaw dropping.
Arthur: How did you know the baby's heart rate was dropping?
Leo: Because everything is connected.
Arthur: That makes no sense.
Leo: Do you want her to live or not?
Arthur: Of course I do! I would give my entire fortune to save her!
Leo: Keep your money. I don't want it.
Arthur: Then what do you want?
Leo: I just want to hold her hand.
Arthur: You want to hold her hand? That's it?
Leo: Yes.
Arthur: Are you out of your mind? That won't cure internal bleeding!
Leo: I won't hurt her. Do you want to try?
The boy looked up earnestly, the bright natural daylight hitting his sun-kissed skin.
Charles: Mr. Sterling, there is no harm in letting him try while we wait.
Arthur: What if he has some kind of infection? He's covered in dirt!
Eleanor: Arthur...
Eleanor forced her eyes open, her voice barely a whisper.
Arthur: Yes, honey?
Eleanor: Let him.
Arthur: He's just a strange kid, Eleanor.
Eleanor: Please. I feel so cold.
Arthur: Fine. Okay.
Arthur took a step back, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
Arthur: One minute. You have one minute, kid.
Leo: That is all I need.
Leo walked slowly toward the wheelchair, keeping his eyes locked on Eleanor.