Evelyn: You can't prove I did anything wrong! It's your word against mine!
Richard: You really think I'm that stupid, don't you?
Evelyn: Maria is your employee! Her testimony won't hold up in court, she'll just say whatever you pay her to say!
Richard: Look up at the ceiling, Evelyn.
Evelyn slowly turned her head upward toward the vaulted ceilings of the living room, her eyes scanning the decorative molding.
Evelyn: What are you talking about?
Richard: Top corner, right above the chandelier. High-definition security cameras with full audio recording capability.
Evelyn: You... you installed cameras in the house?!
Richard: I installed them three months ago when I started noticing bruises on Leo's arms that he couldn't explain.
Evelyn: He was clumsy! He fell at the playground!
Richard: That's what you told me. But today, the feed went straight to my phone the moment the motion detector tripped.
Evelyn: You were watching me?
Richard: I watched you strike my child in real time while I was in the middle of a board meeting.
Evelyn took a slow step back, her hands dropping to her sides as her composure completely crumbled.
Evelyn: Richard, please... let's talk about this in private. We can go upstairs...
Richard: We have nothing left to talk about.
Evelyn: I was stressed! The wedding stress, managing this huge mansion, dealing with a child that isn't mine—
Richard: You knew he was part of the deal when you accepted my proposal!
Evelyn: But he constantly reminds me of your ex-wife! He looks just like her!
Richard: He is a seven-year-old boy who lost his mother to cancer two years ago!
Evelyn: And I tried to be a mother to him!
Richard: A mother doesn't slap a child across the face and scream at him to get out of his own home!
Maria: Excuse me, Mr. Sterling...
Maria walked back down the stairs, holding a small silver photo frame in her hands, her face solemn.
Richard: Is Leo okay, Maria?
Maria: He's resting now, sir. I put an ice pack on his cheek. But he asked me to bring you this.
Maria handed the frame to Richard. Inside was a slightly crumpled photo of Richard, his late wife, and baby Leo.
Maria: Mrs. Sterling had kicked it under the display cabinet on purpose earlier this morning. I saw her do it, sir.
Evelyn: You lying little snake!
Richard: Shut your mouth, Evelyn!
Maria: I didn't say anything earlier because I was afraid she would fire me, Mr. Sterling. She threatened to ruin my references if I spoke up.
Richard: You don't have to fear anything in this house ever again, Maria. You did the right thing.
Evelyn: This is ridiculous! You're taking the word of a housekeeper over your own wife?!
Richard: Maria has taken care of my son with love and respect since the day he was born. You've been here six months and treated him like garbage.
Evelyn: I gave up my career in New York to move into this place with you!
Richard: You gave up a struggling boutique to live off my trust fund and spend my money!
Evelyn: That isn't true!
Richard: I saw the credit card statements, Evelyn. Fifty thousand dollars on clothes and jewelry in the last month alone.
Evelyn: I have an image to maintain as your wife!
Richard: Well, as of five minutes ago, your budget is zero.