Clara: Stay back, Marcus! You're making a terrible mistake that you'll regret for the rest of your natural life!
Marcus: The only mistake I regret is ever signing marriage papers with a cold-blooded sociopath.
Clara: I am your wife! You cannot treat me like common trash in front of the hired help!
Marcus: Elena is more of a mother to this child than you could ever hope to be in a million lifetimes!
Clara: That brat ruined my life! She ruined my figure, she ruined our marriage, and she was going to take half my inheritance settlement!
Marcus: There it is. The real reason. You tried to murder a baby over money and property divisions.
Clara: I didn't mean to kill her, I just wanted her out of the way so the trust fund would revert back to my control!
Elena: Dear Lord in heaven... she actually admitted it out loud in front of witnesses.
Marcus: You heard her, Elena. Every single word was picked up by the intercom recording system as well.
Clara: Marcus, wait! Don't look at me like that! Put the baby down and let's talk about our future!
Marcus: Our future ended the second you lifted that child over the balcony railing.
The man confronted the woman face-to-face and struck her across the face with a hard slap.
A sharp slapping impact rang out through the grand hall, instantly followed by gasping cries of shock and pain from Clara.
Clara: You hit me! You actually struck your own wife across the face!
Marcus: That slap was on behalf of my terrified daughter. The next punishment you receive will come from a federal magistrate.
Elena: The police cruisers are turning into the front gates right now, sir! I see their flashing lights through the arched windows.
Marcus: Perfect timing. Let them come collect our guest of honor.
Clara: You're going to pay for this, Marcus! Both of you are going to pay dearly for humiliating me!
Marcus: Nobody is paying except you, Clara. Your bill has finally come due.