Richard: General, please! If you don't renew our land lease today, our corporate bank loans will go into immediate default!
Arthur: Then I suggest you start packing up your offices, Richard.
Richard: You can't do this! We've paid rent on that tower for twenty years!
Arthur: You paid rent under the condition that your firm maintained ethical standards, as stated in clause fourteen of your lease agreement.
Julian: Clause fourteen?! What kind of lease has an ethics clause?!
Arthur: A lease drafted by a family that values character over cash, Mr. Vance.
Victoria: Richard, do something! Call our corporate lawyers right now!
Richard: Our lawyers can't do anything against the United States Military Trust, Victoria! We're ruined!
Julian took a step toward Lily, his hands outstretched in a desperate attempt to grab her fingers.
Julian: Lily, please look at me! I love you! I swear I love you!
Lily: You loved my mother's heirloom ring until you realized my family didn't drive luxury sports cars, Julian.
Julian: I'll put the ring back on your finger right now! We can say our vows right here in front of everyone!
Lily: Take your hands off me, Julian.
Julian: Lily, please! Don't let your father destroy my family's business over a small argument!
Arthur: It wasn't an argument, son. It was a revelation of your true character.
Arthur stepped between Julian and Lily, his tall frame completely blocking the groom from getting any closer to his daughter.
Arthur: Captain Miller, serve the formal notice of non-renewal to Mr. Richard Vance.
Captain Miller: Yes, General.
The captain pulled a stamped government envelope from his coat, handing it directly to Richard's trembling hands.
Richard: Thirty days... you're giving us thirty days to vacate a fifty-story building?!
Arthur: You have thirty days to clear out your desks. After that, federal marshals will padlock the doors.
Victoria: You monster! You ruined my son's life over a stupid maid's dress!
Arthur: My daughter's dress was handmade by her late grandmother, Mrs. Vance. It has more value in a single thread than your entire wardrobe.
Victoria: I'll sue you! I'll take this to the Supreme Court!
Arthur: Feel free to file your lawsuit, ma'am. My legal team will be waiting in the federal district court at nine tomorrow morning.
Julian dropped to his knees on the white aisle, burying his face in his hands as tears began to stream down his cheeks.
Julian: Dad... what are we going to do? Where are we going to go?
Richard: We're bankrupt, Julian. That's what we are.