Mark: Chloe, what did you just do to my mother?
Chloe: She slipped on the wet steps! She's getting too old to walk straight.
Mark: I saw you shove her with both hands from twenty feet away!
Chloe: She was threatening to burn our financial settlement papers!
Mark: Those papers belonged to my father's estate, not your personal shredder!
Eleanor: Mark... my arm... I think it's broken...
Mark: Don't move, Mom. I'm right here.
Chloe: Stop making such a dramatic scene over a minor trip.
Mark: Minor trip? She's bleeding into the boxwood shrubs!
Chloe: You're choosing her over your own wife again?
Mark: She gave birth to me, Chloe. You just forged her signature on the mortgage deed.
Eleanor: He's right... look at the notary seal on page four...
Chloe: Shut up, you old bat! Nobody asked you!
Mark's jaw tightened into a rigid line of pure fury as he looked down at his mother[cite: 1].
Mark: You called my mother an old bat in her own home?
Chloe: I said what I said! This house is half mine under the prenuptial agreement!
Mark: A prenuptial agreement that becomes completely void the moment felony assault is committed.
Chloe: You can't prove a single thing without security cameras.
Mark: The ring doorbell recorded every single word and shove in high definition.
Chloe's face drained of color as she realized her trap had completely backfired[cite: 1].
Chloe: You... you set up a smart camera right by the front door?
Mark: I installed it specifically because I knew you were stealing from the family trust fund.
Eleanor: Please, Mark... call an ambulance... the pain is too sharp...
Mark: Hang on, Mom. Help is coming right now.
Can Mark hold his temper long enough to get medical help for his injured mother[cite: 1]?
Chloe: Don't you dare walk away from me to tend to her!