Boy: Daddy! Daddy, she tried to kill me!
Richard: What is going on here?! Why is everyone screaming in my foyer?!
The grand wooden double doors swung open with a thunderous crash, revealing Richard standing at the entrance in a sharp burgundy suit[cite: 1]. Flanked by two heavy-set security guards, his face darkened with immediate panic and confusion as he rushed into the hall[cite: 1]. Heavy running footsteps echoed off the marble walls as he closed the distance[cite: 1].
Victoria: Richard, thank goodness you're here! The nanny and your son are conspiring against me!
Elena: Mr. Richard, she is lying! She just pushed your son down the entire flight of marble stairs!
Richard: Is this true, son? Did she push you?
Boy: Yes, Daddy! She told me to get out of her face and shoved me over the edge!
A deep, ominous sub-bass pulse vibrated through the floorboards as Richard turned his gaze slowly toward Victoria[cite: 1].
Victoria: Richard, don't listen to them! They are making up a hysterical story to ruin our marriage!
Richard: Look at his bruised arm, Victoria. Look at the terror in his eyes.
Victoria: Children fall down stairs all the time! You can't possibly believe a servant over your own wife!
Richard: My son does not lie about nearly losing his life in our own home.
Victoria: If you humiliate me in front of the staff, our prenuptial agreement and asset sharing will be a nightmare in court!
Richard: I don't give a single damn about assets or prenups right now!
Victoria: You'll destroy our family name over a minor household accident!
Richard: You tried to murder my flesh and blood! There is no family left to protect!
Victoria: Don't you dare raise your voice at me, Richard! I own half of this estate!
Richard: You own a one-way ticket to a maximum-security holding cell!
Driven by an explosive, uncontrollable rage, Richard crossed the remaining marble floor in three massive strides[cite: 1]. Confronting Victoria directly beneath the grand American flag, he unleashed his absolute fury[cite: 1].