Prosecutor Cole: Mrs. Miller, you are facing multiple felony counts of child abuse and reckless endangerment.
Martha: This is an outrageous persecution! I was simply disciplining an insolent teenager in my own home!
Prosecutor Cole: Disciplining? The medical report confirms your granddaughter suffered a near-fatal cardiac arrest.
Martha: She has a weak heart! That is entirely her own genetic fault, not mine!
Prosecutor Cole: A heart condition made significantly worse by your violent physical assault and screaming.
Martha: My husband is lying to protect that ungrateful girl from doing her household chores!
Prosecutor Cole: The paramedic bodycam footage shows you standing over an unconscious child mocking her.
Martha shifted uneasily in her metal chair, her designer floral blouse looking wrinkled under the harsh fluorescent lights.
Martha: Anyone can edit video files nowadays to make an innocent grandmother look like a monster.
Prosecutor Cole: The court-appointed experts verified the digital integrity of the footage two hours ago.
Martha: I want my own private defense attorney present before I answer another single question!
Prosecutor Cole: Your private defense attorney dropped your case after reviewing the emergency room X-rays.
Martha: That is impossible! They represent our family trust for over three decades!
Prosecutor Cole: Even high-priced lawyers refuse to defend someone who attacks a dying child on camera.
The heavy metal door of the interrogation room swung open, revealing David holding a thick manila folder.
David: It's over, Martha. I've already filed for an emergency divorce and asset freezing.
Martha: You wouldn't dare! Everything we own was built on my family's inheritance!
David: An inheritance that a criminal cannot claim when convicted of felony elder and child abuse.
Martha: David, please... don't do this to me over a brat who isn't even our real flesh and blood!
David: Emma is more of a daughter to me than you have ever been a wife.
Prosecutor Cole: Mr. Miller, please step back outside while we conclude the booking process.
David: Take all the time you need, counselor. Make sure she stays behind bars permanently.
Martha glared venomously across the metal table as her husband turned his back on her without a trace of remorse.
Martha: You're a weak old fool, David! You'll be begging me to come back by next week!
David: I'd rather live alone in a tent than spend another second under the same roof as a monster.