Marcus: Elena! What do you think you are doing?!
Elena: Marcus, honey, it was an accident! She slipped while she was playing near the drop!
Marcus: Do not lie to my face! I saw you push her over that railing with my own eyes!
Elena: You're letting your paranoia ruin our marriage! The nanny must have put these ideas in your head!
Marcus: There is no nanny up there, Elena! Just you, your cold heart, and my daughter's blood on your hands!
Girl: She pushed me, Daddy! She wanted me to fall!
Marcus: You hear that? Even the child knows the truth, you absolute monster!
Elena: Keep your voice down! Think about our status, think about the estate assets and the corporate board watching us!
Marcus: I don't give a damn about the corporate board or the estate assets right now! You tried to murder my flesh and blood!
Elena: If you ruin my reputation over this little brat, you'll regret it in court!
Marcus: You won't live to see a courtroom after what I'm about to do to you!
Marcus handed the shaking child over to a trembling staff member who had rushed into the foyer[cite: 1]. Without breaking eye contact with the woman on the balcony, Marcus sprinted toward the grand staircase[cite: 1]. His heavy leather shoes pounded furiously against the white marble steps as he cleared the flight in seconds[cite: 1]. Fast tracking across the upper balcony, Marcus closed the distance before Elena could even turn to run[cite: 1]. Delivering two powerful slaps across the face of the woman in the t-shirt in rapid succession, Marcus let his pure fury take over[cite: 1].
Elena: Ah! Stop hitting me!
Marcus: That is for my daughter! That is for every lie you've ever told under my roof!
Three hard, sharp slapping sound effects echoed through the luxury estate like gunshots[cite: 1]. Elena stumbled backward onto the marble floor, clutching her stung cheek in total shock and pain[cite: 1]. A dramatic music swell accompanied her sharp gasp as she stared up at her enraged husband[cite: 1].
Elena: You struck me! You actually laid your hands on your wife!
Marcus: You stopped being my wife the second you tried to take my child's life!
Elena: You'll lose everything in the divorce settlement! My lawyers will strip you clean!
Marcus: Let them try. There is no prenuptial agreement on earth that protects attempted murder!
Elena: Please, Marcus, just listen to me for one second! Let's talk about this in the study!
Marcus: The only place you are going right now is a jail cell downtown!
Elena: You're making a terrible mistake! Think of our family name!
Marcus: Our family name was ruined the moment you decided to become a monster!
Marcus pointed his finger sternly directly at her face in front of the American flag background, giving an authoritative command that left no room for argument[cite: 1].
Marcus: Don't you ever dare touch my child again! Get out of my house!
Elena: You can't throw me out like trash! I own half of this mansion!
Marcus: You own a one-way ticket to a maximum-security prison cell!
Elena: You'll pay for this, Marcus! You and your precious daughter both!
Marcus: Get out before I throw you over that railing myself!