Look, we gotta DTR. This marriage? AFK. I need out, for my $$$ and the biz. Capisce?
rolls her eyes Child? More like a burden. Don't act like you give a damn. You're just worried about your money and your precious company.
Is that really what you think?
throws her hands up in exasperation Oh, please! Don't act like you're some kind of victim here.
I'm not a victim. But I'm also not the enemy. We can find common ground and work through this.
narrows her eyes Common ground? With you? Don't make me laugh. You've always been about your own interests, and I'm done playing second fiddle to your ambitions.
So what do you want from me?
leans in, voice dripping with sarcasm Well, Mr. Big Bad CEO, I want you to admit your mistakes and take responsibility.
Alright, I'll admit my mistakes. I'll take responsibility for them. What do you want me to do?
smirks Oh, look at you, finally getting it. Admitting your faults? That's cute. But it's not enough. I want a divorce, and I won't settle for anything less.
Fine, let's get a divorce. But I'm not gonna walk away without something.
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? And what might that be, Mr. CEO?
A custody agreement for our child, of course. I'm not gonna let you take my kid away from me.
laughs mockingly Oh, please! You think you can just waltz back into my life and demand custody of our kid? Dream on, babe.
Yeah? Then what's your proposal? How are we going to handle our child's future?
smirks, leans in closer My proposal? Simple. We'll share joint custody, but only under one condition. You play by my rules.
Furiosa presents her detailed plan outlining the terms of their shared custody arrangement.
looks over the plan What if I don't agree with your terms?
leans back, crossing her arms Then I guess we're stuck in a never-ending battle, huh? You know what? Maybe that's not such a bad idea after all.