
Mother: My baby! You saved me! Call 911 right now!
Lily: I'm holding you, Mommy. I won't let anyone touch you ever again.
Maid: I... I am grabbing the kitchen phone right now!
Man: Nobody touch that phone! Hang it up right now, Mary!
Maid: Mr. Julian, look at her! She's covered in bruises and starving! She needs an ambulance!
Man: If you dial three numbers on that landline, you are fired, and I will make sure the police charge you with trespassing!
Butler: Sir, with all due respect, Mrs. Eleanor is the sole legal owner of this estate under her late father's will!
Man: Her father's will was amended last week! Victoria is the legal conservator now!
Mother: Because... because Victoria held a knife to my daughter's throat and forced me to sign those papers!
Lily: She did, Mr. Butler! She told Mommy she would hurt me if she didn't sign the transfer documents!
Butler: Dear God above... we were told Mrs. Eleanor went to a psychiatric retreat in France.
Mother: They trapped me in the old wine cellar behind the furnace... no light... no water for days...
Man: Shut up, Eleanor! You don't know what you're talking about! You've been delirious for weeks!
Lily: Stop yelling at my mommy! You're a bad man, Uncle Julian!
Man: I am your uncle, and I am the manager of this household now! Mary, get this child up to her room immediately!
Maid: No, sir. I won't do that.
Man: What did you just say to me?
Maid: I said no, Mr. Julian. I have worked for the Vance family for twelve years, and I know who pays my salary.
Butler: Neither will I, sir. I am calling the county sheriff this instant.
Man: You touch that receiver and I'll make sure neither of you ever work in this town again!
A loud clatter of expensive high heels echoed down the grand staircase from the second-floor balcony.
A tall woman in a fitted crimson dress rushed down the steps, her red lipstick twisted into a furious scowl.
Victoria: What is going on down here? Why is there screaming in my foyer?
Lily: You monster! You put my mommy in the ground!
Victoria: You... how did that hatch get opened? Who broke the lock?
Butler: The truth is out, Victoria. We know what you did.
Victoria: Get away from that hole! Julian, why are the servants standing around doing nothing? Put her back down there!