Ronald Miller: You... you destroyed my life's work... in five minutes?
General Vance: You raised a monster who assault disabled girls for fun, Ronald. A man who fails as a father shouldn't run a business.
Ronald Miller: Please... General Vance... he's just a kid! He didn't know!
General Vance: He is nineteen years old. In the United States military, men his age are flying million-dollar aircraft and defending human lives. Your son uses his age as an excuse to be a predator.
Ronald Miller: I'll make him apologize! He'll clean the whole diner! Just unfreeze my business accounts, please!
General Vance: The audit will take six months, Ronald. If your books are clean, you'll get your money back. But we both know your books aren't clean, are they?
Ronald Miller fell back against a diner booth, his eyes completely hollow as he realized the full scale of his downfall.
General Vance: Lieutenant, clear the room. We are leaving for the medical base.
Tactical Guard 1: Yes, General! Move out!
The medics rolled Lily's gurney carefully out through the front opening of the diner, placing her inside the climate-controlled rear cabin of the armored vehicle.
General Vance climbed in beside her, sitting on the bench seat and holding her small hand in his large, calloused palm.
Lily: Dad?
General Vance: Yes, sweetheart?
Lily: Was driving the SUV through the diner window really necessary?
General Vance looked down at her, a rare, soft smile breaking across his harsh features.
General Vance: When I received the emergency signal from your watch saying you were under attack, three traffic lights were red. I don't stop for red lights when my daughter needs me.
Lily: You're terrible at keeping a low profile, Dad.
General Vance: I am a commander, Lily. We don't do low profiles. We do absolute results.
The heavy doors of the armored SUV closed shut, sealing out the noise of the town, the sirens, and the flashing cameras.
Outside, Ronald Miller sat on the curb in his ruined suit, watching his son get driven away in a military transport van, while local townspeople cheered for the General's departure.
The 1950s diner was wrecked, but for the first time in years, the streets of the small town felt safe again.