Richard: What is going on in my house?! Why is everyone screaming?!
Nora: Richard! Thank God you're home! This woman just broke into our home and assaulted me!
Richard stepped into the dining hall, his nostrils flaring as he saw his mother clutching her face and his daughter covered in white frosting. He didn't look at the cake or his weeping daughter; his eyes locked directly onto Rachel with uncontainable rage.
Richard: Touch my daughter again and you're dead!
Rachel: Are you blind, Richard?! Look at your child's face! Your mother just smashed her head into a cake and choked her!
Richard: Shut your mouth, Rachel! My mother has every right to discipline Chloe while I'm working at the firm!
Rachel: This isn't discipline! This is child abuse! She was choking on icing while your mother laughed!
Nora: She's lying, Richard! The brat threw a tantrum and fell into the cake herself! I was just trying to clean her up when Rachel attacked me!
Chloe: No, Daddy! Grandma held my hair! She pushed my face down!
Richard: Quiet, Chloe! Adults are talking!
Richard stepped closer to Rachel, hovering over her with his fists clenched tightly at his sides. The dark maroon shirt stretched tight across his chest as he glared down at the brunette woman holding his child.
Richard: You don't belong in this house, Rachel. You're just my late wife's sister. You have no standing here, no rights, and no authority!
Rachel: I have more right to protect this child than you or your psychotic mother ever will!
Richard: Get out before I call the Dallas police and have you arrested for trespassing and assault!
Nora: Yes! Throw her out, Richard! Have her thrown in jail!
Richard: You heard me, Rachel. Leave my house right now and leave my daughter behind!
Richard turned around abruptly, marching away toward the hallway while pointing aggressively toward the front exit. His heavy footsteps echoed through the grand foyer as he prepared to call security.
Rachel: I wouldn't touch that phone if I were you, Richard.
Richard: What did you say to me?
Rachel held her ground, holding Chloe securely with her left arm while reaching into her coat pocket with her right hand. She pulled out a stamped, sealed legal document with an official golden state seal across the top.
Rachel: Read this before you open your mouth again.
Rachel thrust the legal custody document right in front of Richard's face. The crisp white paper rustled sharply in the tense air. Richard scoffed, looking down at the text with contempt, but as his eyes scanned the top line, his face suddenly drained of all color.
Richard: What... what is this?! This is impossible!
Rachel: Read the signature at the bottom, Richard. Read it out loud so your mother can hear it too.