Ethan: You really think you thought of everything, don't you?
Victoria: I don't think, Ethan. I know. I have spent the last three years planning every single detail of this transition. You were always too weak to run the family business. You soft-hearted fool, crying over a little girl's tears while billions of dollars are at stake.
Ethan: She is your granddaughter by marriage, Victoria! She is an innocent child!
Victoria: She is a dangerous financial threat to my future. As long as she lives and holds a blood claim to the family trust, the board of directors will always look at you as the rightful heir. But once you sign over her legal guardianship and renounce all rights to the estate, the board will have no choice but to confirm me as permanent Chief Executive Officer.
Lily: Daddy, the metal is really hurting me... please tell her to stop pulling!
Ethan: Hold on, Lily. Stay brave for Daddy, okay? Just a few more seconds, sweetheart.
Victoria: Time is ticking, Ethan. Four minutes left before I throw this key into the street drain and call the local sheriff.
Ethan: You won't throw that key away, Victoria. Because you know if you do, you'll never find out where my father actually hid the real original copy of his will.
Victoria's smug smile flickered for a fraction of a second, her cold blue eyes narrowing as she adjusted her grip on the heavy iron chain.
Victoria: Nice try, Ethan. The original will was filed with the probate attorney three weeks ago. I watched him stamp it with my own eyes.
Ethan: You watched him stamp the revised draft that you forced him to sign under duress. But my father wasn't stupid, Victoria. He knew you were poisoning his evening tea during the last six months of his life.
Victoria: What ridiculous nonsense are you talking about? Your father died of natural heart failure!
Ethan: Heart failure caused by massive daily doses of digitalis toxicity! We had his blood samples privately tested by an independent forensic toxicology laboratory before he was cremated.
Victoria: You... you are lying! The official coroner report said natural causes!
Ethan: Because you paid off the county coroner! Did you really think I wouldn't notice the strange payments transferring from our offshore shell corporation to his private bank account in the Cayman Islands?
Victoria: Shut up! Shut your mouth right now, Ethan!
Ethan: The evidence is already sitting on the desk of the Assistant United States Attorney, Victoria. FBI federal agents are probably pulling into the long front driveway right now.
Victoria: You're bluffing! You don't have the guts to involve the federal authorities and ruin our family name in the public news media!
Ethan: I don't give a damn about the family name anymore! The only thing I care about in this entire world is protecting my daughter from a ruthless monster like you!
Victoria: Sign those documents immediately or I swear I will drag this little girl down the stone stairs into the cellar right now!
Ethan: Go ahead and try it, Victoria. Take one step toward those cellar doors and see what happens to you.