Clara: You are not going anywhere until an officer hears what you just did!
Richard: Get out of my face, Clara, or you'll regret it.
The man points aggressively, then slaps the elderly woman across the face before shouting with natural American facial features and realistic skin texture.
Richard: You are just a burden!
A loud slap cracked sharply against the quiet courthouse steps.
Evelyn: Oh! Dear lord...
Clara: You cowardly piece of filth! You just hit an old woman!
Richard: She stepped directly into my path! It was an accident!
Evelyn: My cheek... it burns so badly, Clara...
Clara: Look at what you've done to her face, you absolute psychopath!
Richard: She shouldn't have tried to grab my suit jacket.
Clara: She was trying to steady herself because you knocked her walker away!
Richard: Keep screaming. Every security guard inside is currently on my payroll.
Clara: We'll see how much your payroll matters when the federal marshals arrive.
Richard: Federal marshals? You can't even afford a real divorce lawyer.
Clara: Who said anything about a divorce lawyer? I brought federal investigators.
Richard's arrogant smirk flickered for a fraction of a second as he processed her warning.
Can Clara hold her ground against his intimidation, or will the crowd remain too scared to intervene?