Richard: David, wait! Please, don't walk out that door!
David: Don't come near us, Richard.
Evelyn: Let him leave! Who does he think he is, smashing glass in my house?!
David: Your house? My father bought this estate, Evelyn. You're just a parasite who married into it.
Evelyn: You insolent brat! I am your stepmother!
David: You're nothing to me. And after what you did today, you're dead to this family.
Lily whimpered softly, burying her small face into David's neck.
Lily: Daddy... my arm hurts...
David: I know, sweetie. Daddy's got you. I'm taking you to the doctor right now.
Richard: David, please let me look at her. I didn't know she was hurt like this.
David: You sat right there and toasted with Evelyn while my daughter was crying outside!
Richard: We didn't hear anything! We were inside the kitchen the whole time!
David: Because you were too busy drinking thousand-dollar wine paid for by my trust fund!
Evelyn wiped a drop of red wine from her sleeve, her eyes flashing with hatred.
Evelyn: She was playing near the rose garden! I told her to stay away, but she didn't listen!
David: She's six years old, Evelyn! You pushed her into the thorny bushes!
Evelyn: I didn't push her! I merely gave her a nudge to teach her some discipline!
David: A nudge?! She has cuts down her arms and a bruise forming on her cheek!
Evelyn: She's weak, just like her mother was. A little scratch won't kill her.
David took a slow step toward Evelyn, his knuckles turning white as he clutched Lily.
David: Say one more word about my late wife. Go ahead. Say it.
Richard: Evelyn, keep your mouth shut! You've said enough!
Evelyn: Don't yell at me, Richard! You promised me we would control the estate once David was out of the picture!
David: Is that what this is about? The estate trust?
Richard: David, no... that's not true. She's just hysterical.
David: My father left fifty percent of the family business to Lily in his will. You thought you could scare us into leaving?
Evelyn: A six-year-old child shouldn't own half a logistics corporation!
David: She owns it because my father knew what kind of people you really were.
Evelyn: Your father was an old fool who let his emotions blind him!
David: My father was a good man. And tomorrow morning, my divorce lawyer and corporate attorneys are filing a full investigation.
Richard's face paled even further, his hands beginning to shake.
Richard: David, an investigation into what?
David: Into the quarter-million dollars missing from the family accounts. And into how Evelyn got her hands on my father's medical records before he passed away.
Evelyn: You can't prove anything!
David: I don't have to prove it yet, Evelyn. The police will do that for me.