On her stroll to her horror she finds the dead body of her son's lover. (rottentomatoes.com)
The body is half of the body of my son, you know what I mean? (businessinsider.com)
For if a man or a woman's body — or his or her status as a married person, or his capacity to be a father or hers to be a mother — doesn't matter for his or her sex life, why, then, should anyone imagine that the body of the Son of God matters, whether it is in a manger, on a cross, risen, or fully and really present under the signs of bread and wine? (firstthings.com)