Five for that kind of music combined with footage of a dead octopus and a sea swarming with baby octopi.
I like to imagine my ex-roommate after a breakup; he's curled under a quilt on the couch with several empty ice cream cartons nearby. As he watches video after video of this kind of music paired with swarms of things, he softly weeps.
Counterpoint: I'm glad the mother is dead. If they lived long enough to teach their young everything it knew, there would be an octopus civilization by now. They already learn how to use tools during a their three-year lifespans, imagine the leaps and bounds they could make by cooperating.
This is actually really touching to me. Cheesy, but really touching. What a beautiful moment.