Richard: Nobody is coming to help a bankrupt nobody in a county hospital.
Clara: You're going to pay for what you've stolen from every family in this town.
Richard: With what money? Your accounts have been legally frozen since midnight.
A fair-skinned American Army soldier accompanied by a German Shepherd sprints down the hallway toward the attacker[cite: 1].
Heavy combat boots pounded furiously against the linoleum floor, accompanied by the fierce, protective barking of a trained K9 unit[cite: 1].
Logan: Drop your foot right now, you coward!
Richard: What the hell? Get that beast away from me!
Logan: You heard me. Take your shoe off her right this second or the dog makes the decision for you.
Richard: Do you know who I am? I am lead counsel for Sterling Holdings!
Logan: I don't care if you're the president. You don't put your boots on an injured citizen.
The German Shepherd bared its sharp teeth, letting out a low, terrifying growl that vibrated through Richard's expensive suit.
Richard: Call off your animal! I'm removing my foot voluntarily!
Logan: Too late for voluntary compliance, pal.
Clara let out a shaky sigh of relief as the heavy weight finally lifted from her arm.
Clara: Thank God... thank you, soldier.
Logan: Just stay still, ma'am. You're completely safe now.
Richard scrambled backward onto his hands and knees, glaring up with furious indignation.
Richard: You're going to face court-martial for assaulting an officer of the court!
Will Logan' timely intervention be enough to hold this arrogant attorney accountable for his crimes?
Logan: Let's see how much you love court when we're finished here.