Victoria: You think hitting me changes anything, Ryan?
Ryan: Maya, look at me. Are you okay?
Maya: Ryan... the baby is coming!
Ryan: I've got you, baby. I've got you.
Victoria: She hasn't signed the release forms for your father's trust fund!
Ryan: Shut your mouth, Victoria!
Victoria: Your father's estate belongs to the family company, not to a homeless orphan you picked up!
Ryan lifted Maya carefully onto the soft leather sofa, wiping the sweat and tears from her forehead.
Maya: She came in with a key... she demanded I sign the bank papers...
Ryan: Did she hit you before I walked in?
Maya: She shoved me... then she grabbed my hair when I tried to call nine-one-one.
Victoria pulled herself up from the floor, leaning against the marble kitchen island as she rubbed her bruised side.
Victoria: I am your stepmother, Ryan! You will show me respect!
Ryan: You lost any right to respect the moment you touched my wife.
Victoria: That house, that money, and that trust account were managed by your father for twenty years!
Ryan: My father left the trust fund exclusively to Maya and our child!
Victoria: Because he was senile when he wrote that will!
Maya: He wasn't senile... he knew what you were doing with the corporate accounts.
Victoria: You quiet down! You don't know anything about our business!
Ryan: She knows enough. And so do I.
Ryan reached into his uniform jacket pocket, pulling out a small military phone and dialing a number on speaker.
Dispatch: Nine-one-one, what is your emergency?
Ryan: I need an ambulance at forty-two Maple Drive immediately. My wife is in labor.
Victoria: Don't you dare bring paramedics here! The press will see!
Ryan: And I need police officers dispatched for home invasion and assault.
Victoria: Assault?! I am the one who was just kicked to the ground!
Ryan: You broke into my home and attacked a pregnant woman, Victoria.
Dispatch: Units are en route, sir. Stay on the line.
Victoria's eyes darted toward the open front door as panic finally began to show through her arrogant mask.
Victoria: You wouldn't throw your own stepmother in jail, Ryan. Think about the family name!
Ryan: My family is right here on this sofa. You mean nothing to me.
Maya: Ryan... the contractions are getting closer!
Ryan: Hang on, sweetheart. The ambulance is two minutes away.
Victoria: You're making the biggest mistake of your life, Ryan!
Ryan: The only mistake I made was deployment leaving Maya unprotected near you.