INT. GREG’S LAW OFFICE – DAY
A sleek, glass-walled office. Papers neatly stacked. Silence hangs heavy.
The door SLAMS open.
LYNETTE storms in, eyes blazing with anger, fists clenched.
GREG looks up from his desk, slightly startled but quickly composed.
GREG
(calculated calm)
Didn’t expect you without an appointment.
LYNETTE
(cold, furious)
I’m not here for small talk, Greg. I’m here to end Bethany.
She throws a folder onto his desk. Documents scatter slightly.
GREG
(glancing at papers)
A lawsuit?
LYNETTE
Yes. I want everything filed. Today.
Greg leans back, studying her intensity.
GREG
This isn’t just anger. This is war.
LYNETTE
(low, deadly)
Exactly.
A tense beat.
Greg slowly nods.
GREG
Alright… let’s make it official.
He picks up his pen.
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INT. BETHANY’S LIVING ROOM – EVENING
Warm lighting. Calm atmosphere.
BETHANY sits on the couch, scrolling her phone, relaxed.
Her peace SHATTERS as the doorbell rings.
She opens the door.
A COURIER stands there.
COURIER
You’ve been served.
Bethany freezes.
BETHANY
(confused)
Served… what?
He hands her an envelope and leaves.
Bethany slowly opens it.
Her eyes widen. Hands tremble.
BETHANY
(whispers)
No… this can’t be real.
She flips through the pages, panic rising.
BETHANY
(shaken)
Lynette…?
She sinks onto the couch, overwhelmed.
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INT. BETHANY’S HOUSE – DINING AREA – NIGHT
The atmosphere is tense now.
BETHANY’S FATHER enters, noticing her distress.
FATHER
(concerned)
Bethany? What happened?
She hands him the papers silently.
He reads. His expression hardens.
FATHER
(angry but controlled)
She filed a lawsuit against you?
BETHANY
(teary, confused)
I don’t understand… why would she do this?
Her father places the papers down firmly.
FATHER
(firm, protective)
Doesn’t matter why. What matters is—we fight this.
Bethany looks up, vulnerable.
BETHANY
You really think we can win?
He steps closer, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
FATHER
(confident)
You’re not alone in this. Not now, not ever.
A moment of silence. Strength begins to replace fear in her eyes.
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INT. LAW OFFICE – DAY
Bethany and her father sit across from a LAWYER.
Documents spread across the table.
LAWYER
(careful tone)
Lynette’s claims are aggressive… but not unbeatable.
BETHANY
(nervous)
So there’s a chance?
LAWYER
(nods)
There’s always a chance. But we need evidence. Strong evidence.
Her father leans forward.
FATHER
(determined)
Whatever it takes—we’ll get it.
Bethany clenches her fists, resolve building.
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INT. GREG’S OFFICE – SAME TIME
Lynette stands by the window, looking out at the city.
Greg reviews documents behind her.
GREG
(slight smirk)
She’s going to fight back.
LYNETTE
(cold confidence)
Good. I want her to.
She turns, eyes sharp.
LYNETTE
I want her to feel everything she put me through.
Greg studies her carefully.
GREG
Just remember… lawsuits don’t just destroy the other side.
A beat.
GREG
They destroy everything.
Lynette doesn’t flinch.
LYNETTE
Then let it all burn.
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INT. BETHANY’S BEDROOM – NIGHT
Dim light. Quiet.
Bethany sits alone, staring at the lawsuit papers again.
Her phone buzzes.
UNKNOWN NUMBER.
She hesitates… then answers.
BETHANY
(softly)
Hello?
Silence.
Then—
LYNETTE (V.O.)
(cold, controlled)
Hope you got my message.
Bethany’s grip tightens.
BETHANY
Why are you doing this?
A pause.
LYNETTE (V.O.)
Because you never understood consequences.
Bethany’s eyes fill with tears—but her voice steadies.
BETHANY
(firm now)
Then I guess we’ll settle this in court.
Another pause.
A faint, chilling chuckle.
LYNETTE (V.O.)
See you there.
The call ends.
Bethany lowers the phone slowly.
Her fear has transformed.
Into determination.
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INT. COURT HALLWAY – DAY (FLASH FORWARD)
Footsteps echo.
Bethany walks beside her father.
Across the hall—
Lynette walks with Greg.
They lock eyes.
Silence. Tension. Fire.
Two sides. One battle.
FADE OUT.
TO BE CONTINUED…