[last lines] Mary Graham: [upon finding her barely recognizable son] Jamie?... Jamie?... Jamie?
Empire of the SunTevye: [to Lazar Wolf] I always wanted a son, but I wanted one a little younger than myself.
Fiddler on the RoofCapitán Vidal: I choose to be here because I want my son to be born in a new, clean Spain.
Pan's Labyrinth