Julian: Get out of my penthouse, Eleanor.
Eleanor: Julian... you can't be serious. I am your mother!
Julian: I said get out before I call the NYPD and have you arrested for assault and attempted kidnapping!
Eleanor: You wouldn't dare embarrass this family in the New York media!
Julian: Try me! Call your driver and get out of my sight!
Eleanor stood frozen for a moment, her expensive navy dress rustling as she drew herself up, trying to maintain her aristocratic composure despite the total collapse of her plan.
Eleanor: You are making a huge mistake, Julian. When the board meets on Monday, you won't have a seat left either.
Julian: I'd rather lose every share in the company than spend another minute looking at you. Leave!
Eleanor turned on her high heels and marched out of the master bedroom, the heavy oak doors slamming shut behind her with a echo that shook the glass windows.
Julian stood motionless in the center of the white room, his breathing heavy as he looked down at the scattered ultrasound photos resting on the floor.
Sarah: Julian...
Julian slowly sank to his knees on the rug, the same spot where he had shouted at her just minutes earlier.
He reached out with trembling hands, gathering the black-and-white images of his baby boy off the floor, tears finally brimming in his eyes.
Julian: I threw these at you... I yelled at you when you were hurting...
Sarah: You were tricked, Julian. She showed you those fake paternity reports, didn't she?
Julian: She put a folder on my desk this morning before you woke up. It had forged lab results with official state stamps... I was so blinded by anger, I didn't even stop to ask questions.
Sarah: That's what she wanted. She wanted you to kick me out so I would be completely isolated without your protection.
Julian crawled closer to the bed, setting the ultrasound photos gently on the nightstand before reaching out to touch Sarah's bandaged leg.
Julian: Does it hurt? Tell me the truth, Sarah.
Sarah: It stings, but the doctor said the baby is completely fine. His heart rate was stable during the ultrasound yesterday.
Julian: I am so sorry, Sarah... I failed you. I was supposed to protect you and our son, and I brought the monster right into our home.
Sarah: You're here now, Julian. That's all that matters. But we have to act fast before Eleanor tries to destroy the evidence at the hospital.
Julian: She won't touch Dr. Sterling. I'm calling our corporate attorney, Marcus Vance, right now.
Sarah: Can we trust Marcus? He's been your family's lawyer for fifteen years.
Julian: Marcus was my father's friend, not my mother's pawn. When he hears what she did to Dad's real will, he'll personally file the injunction against her.
Julian pulled his phone from his suit jacket, dialing a number as he sat on the edge of the mattress, taking Sarah's hand in his.
Julian: Marcus? It's Julian. I need you at my penthouse immediately, and bring two private investigators and the district attorney.