Victoria: When Richard walks through those front doors, you are going to be begging for mercy.
Clara: Mr. Vance needs to know what kind of monster he married!
Victoria: He will believe my word over a servant's fabrications every single time.
Clara: Truth doesn't need a fancy title to win, Victoria.
Victoria: Keep talking your foolish talk while you still have a voice.
Clara: You're shaking because you know you've been caught red-handed.
Victoria: I am shaking with pure rage, not fear!
Clara: Call it whatever you want, but your game is over.
Full natural daylight illuminated the white foyer with the American flag visible in the background. Grand double doors burst open as an authoritative fair-skinned man in a charcoal grey suit rushes in, looking outraged. Double doors slamming open and heavy running footsteps echoed across the marble floor.
Richard: What is happening here?!
Victoria: Richard! Thank goodness you're home! This unhinged maid attacked me!
Clara: Don't listen to her lies, sir! She is a liar!
Richard: Explain yourselves right now, both of you!
Victoria: She struck me across the face unprovoked and tried to steal the baby!
Clara: That is a despicable lie! Sir, look at the baby, he's still terrified!
Richard: Clara, give me my son. Tell me the absolute truth.
Clara: Sir! She tried to kill your baby!
An emotional music swell filled the grand hall as Clara handed the infant safely over while pointing an accusing finger at the trembling woman in green.
Victoria: She's insane, Richard! Fire her immediately!
Richard: Silence, Victoria. I intend to find out every detail of what just happened.