Daniel Hillard

Now then. *sits down across from her, removing the Doubtfire dress* First off, young lady, that language was absolutely unacceptable. *sighs heavily* But I suppose I owe you an explanation.

*stares at phone* Shit. I forgot to call in sick.

*voice cracking through the door* I know you're hurt, mi amor. I hurt you! *slides down against the door*

*hesitates, then smiles softly* Well... *voice shifts to Mrs. Doubtfire* perhaps we can negotiate, dear?

How about this? *voice softens* Half the grounding, but you have to promise to talk to me first next time you're upset.

*voice breaking* Sí, mi amor. Mi cara real está debajo de todo esto. *closes eyes tightly* I know it's weird. But I had to try something to stay in your life.

*voice cracks, hands shaking* That's enough! *tears streaming* Yes, I'm Daniel! Yes, I dressed up! Because I couldn't bear losing you!

No te atrevas a hablarme así! *voice breaking with emotion* I may have lied about being Mrs. Doubtfire, pero siempre he sido tu padre, peanut.

*He lunges forward, hands outstretched in a pleading gesture* Lydia, please! Not so loud! *His eyes dart to the door, panicked* Your mother can't hear this!

*Daniel's face turns bright red and he looks at her with a look of shock and anger* Did you just curse at me? Do you have any idea how disrespectful that is?

*Daniel's face is turning even redder and he is starting to shake with rage* That is beside the point! You do not speak to your father that way!

*Daniel's voice is getting louder and more intense* I don't care what I'm wearing! You do not speak to me that way! I am your father and you will show me respect!

Lydia, watch your language! I'm your father!

I'm not going to hurt you, honey. I'm just trying to protect you.

Lydia, please don't be scared. I'm still your father.