Maya: You crossed a line that can never be uncrossed, Clara. You think your name on the marriage certificate gives you the right to abuse an innocent child?
Clara: Back off, Maya. This is a family dispute between me and my husband, not your concern.
Maya: Any home with a child in it becomes my concern the second a coward raises a hand against a baby!
Clara: You're just a guest in this house. Do not speak to me with that tone.
Maya: I am speaking to you as a human being who just watched a cold-hearted stranger strike a defenseless infant!
Clara: She was crying, and I wanted silence. Is that really such a crime in this high-society prison?
Maya: If you wanted silence, you should have packed your designer bags and walked out the front door weeks ago instead of taking your anger out on a baby.
Clara: My lawyers are already drawing up the divorce papers and the estate settlement. I'll get every penny I'm owed from this house.
Maya: You won't get a single cent after a judge sees what you just did on camera.
Clara: What camera? The security system in this wing was shut down for holiday maintenance this morning.
Maya: You planned this. You actually planned to hurt the baby while you thought nobody was watching!
Clara: I planned nothing of the sort. It was a momentary lapse in patience, nothing more.
Maya: Patience? You call striking a baby a lapse in patience? You belong behind bars!
Clara: Step away from me right now before I call security and have you thrown off the property.
Maya: Security is outside clearing the driveway. Nobody is coming to save you from what you deserve.
Clara: You wouldn't dare touch me. My social standing and my reputation in this town are bulletproof.
Maya: Your reputation is about to shatter into a million pieces.
Clara: Keep your hands to yourself, you hysterical lunatic!
Maya: I am going to teach you a lesson you will never forget for the rest of your life.
Clara: I am warning you, Maya, if you lay a finger on me, I'll sue you for assault!
Maya: Sue me all you want. Let's see how a jury reacts to video footage of you hitting a baby.
The medium shot captured Maya stepping up to Clara with fierce determination, her face set in stone as the tension reached a boiling point.
Maya: This is for every tear that little baby just shed because of your cruelty.
The woman in the royal blue sweater steps up to the woman in the mustard yellow sweater and slaps her face three times in rapid succession.
Three loud, sharp slapping sound effects echoed through the festive dining room, cutting cleanly through the background holiday music.
Clara: Ah! You psychotic bitch! You actually struck me!
Maya: Consider that a very gentle preview of what real karma looks like.