Sarah: IT'S OKAY, I'VE GOT YOU! You're safe now, Leo. You're safe with me.
Evelyn: You incompetent girl! How dare you charge out here making a scene in front of our guests!
Sarah: A scene?! Your stepson was locked inside the upper study while the room was burning!
Evelyn: He was supposed to be waiting downstairs with his tutor! You were supposed to be watching him, Sarah!
Sarah: The study door was deadbolted from the outside, Evelyn! Someone locked him in there before the fire broke out!
Richard took a trembling step forward, his hands shaking as he stared at his wife, then at Sarah, his mouth agape in total shock.
Richard: THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE... The upper floor has emergency automatic locks, Sarah. It must have engaged when the alarm sounded.
Sarah: Automatic locks don't click shut from the outside five minutes before the smoke detectors go off, Mr. Sterling!
Evelyn: Shut your mouth, Sarah! You're a housemaid, not a arson investigator! You probably started the fire yourself with an unextinguished candle!
Sarah: I don't touch candles in the main study! You were the only person up on the second balcony twenty minutes ago!
Evelyn: Richard, are you going to stand there and let this hired help accuse your wife of arson in front of the entire Dallas society?!
Richard: Evelyn... where were you when the security alarm first tripped?
Evelyn: I was downstairs in the parlor checking the catering setup for our anniversary gala!
Leo: Mommy Evelyn is lying, Daddy...
The entire patio fell dead silent. The guests, who had been whispering amongst themselves while watching the roof burn, stopped moving entirely. Richard dropped down onto one knee in front of Sarah and his son.
Richard: Leo... sweetie, look at Daddy. What did you say?
Leo: She came into the room with the blue lighter, Dad... she told me to stay under the desk until she came back to get me...
Evelyn: He's confused! The child inhaled smoke, Richard! He doesn't know what he's talking about!
Sarah: PLEASE DON'T EVER LEAVE ME... I promised your late mother I would keep you safe, Leo, and I'm not letting anyone hurt you!
Evelyn: Richard! Fire trucks are pulling into the driveway! Tell this girl to take the boy to the guest house immediately and stop filling his head with lies!
Sarah: She locked the door, Mr. Sterling. I had to kick the lower panel through with my shoe to drag him out!
Richard grabbed the hem of Sarah's apron, pointing toward the broken heel of her work shoe. Fresh splinters of dark mahogany wood were embedded in the leather. The exact mahogany wood used for the study door frame.
Richard: Evelyn... give me your handbag.
Evelyn: What?! Absolutely not! My personal items are private!
Richard: Give me the bag right now, Evelyn!