Victoria: "You can't hold me here! I have a charity gala tonight with the state senator!"
Arthur: "Your charity gala is canceled, Victoria."
Victoria: "I am your mother! You cannot turn your own blood over to the police!"
Arthur: "You turned your daughter-in-law into a prisoner under my feet. Blood means nothing to you."
Arthur walked sternly into the private study, approaching the massive United States flag hanging on the wood-paneled wall[cite: 1].
He pulled the heavy fabric aside, revealing a heavy steel digital safe built directly into the concrete wall behind it.
Inserting the silver key into the keyhole, he turned it sharply until the heavy lock clicked open.
Inside lay stacks of offshore bank ledgers, signed legal transfers, and a bottle of heavy prescription sedatives.
Arthur: "Sedatives... you were drugging her tea before locking her down there."
Victoria stood in the doorway, her manicured hands trembling as she leaned against the doorframe.
Victoria: "She was hyperventilating, Arthur! I gave her a mild relaxant to calm her down!"
Arthur: "This is liquid chloroform and prescription-strength sleeping drops!"
Victoria: "It was only supposed to be for a few days until she signed the waiver!"
Arthur: "A few days turned into three whole months!"
Victoria: "She refused to cooperate! Every time I went down there with food, she fought back!"
Arthur: "Because she wanted her life back! She wanted her son back!"
Arthur pulled out a thick blue folder marked with the family lawyer's official seal.
He flipped through the pages, his jaw clenching as he read the forged signatures granting Victoria full control over the fifty-million-dollar trust fund.
Arthur: "You forged my signature, too."
Victoria: "I did it for the family estate! The board was going to vote you out if they found out you married a middle-class girl!"
Arthur: "Evelyn is ten times the human being you will ever be!"
Victoria: "She has no pedigree! No family fortune! She came from nothing!"
Arthur: "She came from an honest family, which is something this house hasn't seen in decades."
The sound of loud police sirens began echoing from the long private driveway outside the mansion windows.
Victoria's eyes filled with panic as flashing red and blue lights illuminated the pristine white foyer walls[cite: 1].
Victoria: "Arthur... please. Call them off! Tell them it was a misunderstanding!"
Arthur: "There is no misunderstanding here, Mother. Just justice."