Alex: Sarah... please, you don't understand the whole story! My father was going to disinherit me![cite: 1]
Sarah: You put your own father in a sealed coffin while he was paralyzed?! You were going to stand here and marry me over his living grave?![cite: 1]
Alex: He was ruining our family empire! He was giving forty percent of the real estate firm to a charity foundation![cite: 1]
Jumpsuit Woman: He wasn't giving it to a random charity, Alex! He was giving it to the victims of your illegal housing developments![cite: 1]
Alex: Shut up, Rachel! You ruined everything! You were supposed to be locked in the psychiatric holding center until Monday![cite: 1]
Rachel (Jumpsuit Woman): I used my one phone call to bribe an orderly with my gold watch[cite: 1]! I knew if I didn't get here today, Arthur would be buried under six feet of dirt by tomorrow morning![cite: 1]
Sarah: Rachel... who are you? How did you know about the paralysis drug?[cite: 1]
Rachel: I was Arthur's private nurse, Sarah[cite: 1]. I was the one Alex tried to frame three days ago when Arthur first fell unconscious! He stole the sedatives from my medical kit and told the police I overdosed his father![cite: 1]
Sarah: That's why you were in a jumpsuit... he had you framed so you couldn't stop him![cite: 1]
Alex: She has no proof of anything! It's my word against a disgraced nurse's![cite: 1]
Arthur: [Coughed violently] I... I have the proof, Alex...[cite: 1]
The old man sat up slowly on the wooden pew, assisted by Sarah's father[cite: 1]. He reached into his inner jacket pocket and pulled out a small, metallic digital voice recorder, its tiny red light still blinking silently[cite: 1].
Arthur: I suspected you... weeks ago, Alex[cite: 1]. When you brought me that tea this morning... I hid this recorder under my lapel[cite: 1]. Every word you said while you loaded me into that box... is recorded on this chip[cite: 1].
Alex: No... no, give that to me![cite: 1]
Alex charged forward, his hands outstretched to grab the recorder from his father's hand[cite: 1]. But Sarah's father stepped directly into his path, swinging his heavy fist straight into Alex's jaw[cite: 1]. The groom flew backward, crashing hard onto the marble aisle floor right at the feet of the two state troopers who had just rushed through the cathedral doors[cite: 1].
State Trooper: Nobody move! Hands where we can see them![cite: 1]
Sarah's Father: Officers! Arrest that man! He just attempted to murder his father by burying him alive![cite: 1]
Alex: It's a setup! They're all lying! Check the tape, it's fabricated![cite: 1]
State Trooper: Get on your stomach, sir! Put your hands behind your back right now![cite: 1]
The officer forced Alex down against the hard floor, snapping cold steel handcuffs around his wrists[cite: 1]. The guests pulled out their phones, filming every second of the groom's frantic screaming as he was hauled up from the floor[cite: 1]. His custom tuxedo was covered in dust, and blood trickled from his split lip onto his white dress shirt[cite: 1].
Alex: Sarah! Tell them to stop! We can still get married! We can fix this![cite: 1]
Sarah: Get him out of my sight[cite: 1]. I never want to see his face again as long as I live[cite: 1].
Alex: You'll get nothing from my estate! Do you hear me? Not a single dime![cite: 1]
Sarah's Father: Your estate is gone, son[cite: 1]. You're going to spending the rest of your life in a maximum-security prison cell[cite: 1].