Eleanor: He has no right to share private legal documents! That's attorney-client privilege!
Agent Miller: Privilege doesn't apply when you use an attorney to execute an ongoing criminal fraud, ma'am.
Arthur: Tell them about the offshore account in the Cayman Islands, Eleanor. The one you transferred twenty million dollars into last Tuesday.
Eleanor: That was my personal money! I earned every penny from managing the family business!
Clara: You didn't manage anything, Eleanor. You drained the company accounts to pay off your own personal gambling debts.
Leo: She took Mommy's diamond necklace too, Dad. She wears it every single day.
Arthur looked down at the glittering diamond strand resting around Eleanor's neck, his eyes darkening with cold, steady anger.
Arthur: Take that necklace off, Eleanor.
Eleanor: Never! This was gifted to me by the estate board!
Arthur: The estate board consisted of your three bribed associates. Take it off before I have the officer remove it for you.
Eleanor's hands shook violently as she reached behind her neck, unlatching the silver clasp and letting the heavy diamond chain drop onto the polished floor with a loud metallic clatter.
Eleanor: You think you've won, don't you, Arthur? You think you can just come back from the dead and take everything I built over five years?!
Arthur: You built nothing, Eleanor. You lived like a parasite on my late wife's hard work while my children suffered in silence.
Clara: I worked three jobs to keep Leo in a safe home while you lived in our family mansion and drove luxury cars purchased with stolen money.
Eleanor: You chose to leave the mansion, Clara! No one forced you into that cheap apartment!
Clara: You changed the security codes and put a restraining order on a eighteen-year-old girl who was grieving her father!
Leo: And she locked me in the storage room when I asked for my mother's photo book!
The crowd gasped again, several wealthy women covering their mouths in horror as they looked at Eleanor with disgust.
Guest 3: She locked a child in a storage room?! That monster!
Guest 4: I can't believe we donated money to her charity foundation last month!
Agent Miller: Turn around and place your hands behind your back, ma'am.
Eleanor: Don't touch me! I am a prominent member of this city's elite community!
Agent Miller: You're a criminal suspect under federal arrest, ma'am. Put your hands behind your back now.