Mark: Get your hands off me! Do you know who my family is?! My father built this city's medical board!
Senator Vance: Your father died five years ago, Mark. And he would be thoroughly ashamed of the coward you turned out to be.
Evelyn: You can't arrest my son! This girl is crazy! She brought those bruises on herself to take his inheritance!
Senator Vance: Silence, Evelyn! We recorded you encouraging him to hit her. We have audio of you telling him to 'teach her a lesson.'
Evelyn: I... I didn't mean it literally! It was just a figure of speech!
Officer Ramirez: Ma'am, step forward and put your hands behind your back. You're being placed under arrest as an accessory to felony domestic violence and grand larceny.
Evelyn: Me?! Arrested?! I am Evelyn Sterling! I sit on the board of three children's charities!
Officer Ramirez: You won't be sitting on any boards today, ma'am. Turn around.
Evelyn gasped in terror as the second officer clicked steel cuffs around her manicured wrists. Her posture collapsed, her arrogant demeanor vanishing in an instant as she looked at her son in pure panic.
Evelyn: Mark! Do something! Speak to the Senator!
Mark: Shut up, Mom! Just shut up!
Sarah: Senator... the documents... the ones under the floorboard in the study...
Senator Vance: My agents are already searching the study, Sarah. They found the offshore bank keys five minutes ago.
Mark: You stole my private keys?! That's illegal search and seizure!
Senator Vance: Not when your wife, who is a fifty-percent co-owner of this property, gives us written consent to search every square inch of the house, Mark.
Mark glared at Sarah with pure venom, his teeth grinding together as two officers pulled him toward the grand entrance.
Mark: You think you're going to walk away with my money, Sarah?! You won't see a single cent of my estate! I'll make sure my lawyers tie this up in divorce court for ten years!
Sarah: I don't want your money, Mark. I never wanted your money. I just wanted my freedom.
Senator Vance: Furthermore, Mark, under Texas state law, any assets acquired through documented criminal enterprise are subject to immediate federal forfeiture. There won't be any money left for your lawyers to fight over.
Mark: Federal forfeiture?! No... no! That's my inheritance!
Officer Miller: Move it, Sterling! Out the door!
Mark struggled against the officers' grip, but they dragged him ruthlessly down the sunlit hallway, his expensive leather dress shoes dragging uselessly against the white marble. Evelyn followed right behind him, sobbing hysterically as she tried to hide her handcuffed hands from the view of the driveway.
Evelyn: Senator Vance! Please! Think of my late husband's reputation!
Senator Vance: Your husband's memory was ruined the day you let your son turn into a monster, Evelyn. Take them away.