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Mia?

You look amazing.

Even better than
you did in college.

I didn't want to ruin
the thing we had going.

Maybe it's best if we keep it
strictly professional.

All of our preliminary building
permits have been denied.

Someone is trying
to keep you from expanding.

The question is, who?

I messed up. Sorry.

You should've called me
before coming here.

Without me, your plan to steal
the manor back won't work.

Extortion?

Spoken like
a true Carrington.

And a true Deveraux.

Oh, I love
the smell of strategy--

and whiskey-- in the morning.

What's the latest in the U.K.?

Nothing good.

Our land buy is final,
but the appeal

to have our original permits
reinstated has been denied.

So we're the proud owners
of incredibly expensive,

totally unusable
Scottish countryside.

And it was by design.

The Scotland Heritage Foundation

filed their claim
as soon as our sale closed,

claiming that some
pile of rocks on site

was evidence of an old castle.

Well, that's unacceptable.
I've invested too much

to get rock-blocked
by some old dudes waring plaid.

Going to court
could cost us millions.

I would suggest selling,

but, you know, no one's
gonna buy locked-up land.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, hold on.

It says here that
Colin McNaughton

is one of the
claim's cosponsors.

We went to Wharton together.

Well, perfect.
Is there any chance

you can call up your old pal

and get him
-to drop the suit?
-Well...

he lives stateside now,
but "old pal"

is a bit of a stretch.

Although we were in
the Wharton Wharblers together.

Our a cappella group that
performed at the White House?

Remind me to take back
your number one dad decanter.

The point is, I will appeal
to our shared love of music--

or technically, lack of music--

and get him to see
that this whole castle claim

is a giant misunderstanding.

Sorry again about Ryan.
Between work and school,

he doesn't have a lot
of time for brunch,

but he's only been here for a
few weeks, so it's totally fine.

When you put "totally" in front
of it, I totally believe you.

Look, all relationships
experience growing pains.

Even Adam and I.

Ew. Please don't
compare our relationships.

Anyway,
the one benefit

of Ryan being busy
is more time for La Mirage

and the new Infinity Team
project.

-Perfect. Focus on business.
-Exactly.

No more relationship drama.

It's time to turn
my love-life lemons

into work-life limoncello.

If we can make
this deal to partner

on the hotel expansion
and share their nightlife brand,

La Mirage
could go to the next level.

Ooh. Looks like your
new partners are here,

and they have nightlife
written all over them.

Blaine?

-Sam Jones.
-Sam.

What a thrill to put a face--

and a space-- to the name.

Amen to that.

This is my event
coordinator Kirby Anders.

And, uh, this
must be your crew?

Marcus is our lead producer,
Amber handles design,

Gavin's our money man
and back there

is our new PR guru Fletcher.

Fletcher?

Hi, Sam.

It's good to see you again.

So, um, who's ready to
see the event space?

Yeah.

This way.

Are you okay?

Yeah. We're just
two professionals

who had a torrid love affair
that ended

when he didn't leave
his husband, but, uh,

it's totally fine.

Limoncello, remember?

Well, how was
your retreat?

Ugh, it was incredible.

It's amazing what just a few
weeks of rest can do.

Ah, I can see that now.

At first, I thought
it was just that outfit.

I mean, mwah.

I lost my stress triggers,
not my style, okay?

Ah.
Thanks.

I could do with less stress.

Is that why you wanted
to get in a round today?

Well, that, and I have
a charity golf tournament

coming up and I don't want
to embarrass myself.

-Hmm.
-And I was hoping

to work things out
with a woman I met

while you were away.

Well, tending to the people
in your life

is the best way
to tend to yourself.

Okay,

my retreat leader's words,
but...

I buy what
he's selling.

So if that's what you want,
then go for it.

You're right.

Thanks.

The truth is,

I'm on a similar mission.

I am done neglecting
important relationships...

and my golf game.

Sorry I'm late.

Fallon's latest play

for global domination's
hit a bit of a snag.

Is that my, uh...

our father?

Yes. I found it in
my mother's house

when I was cleaning
out her stuff.

But I don't remember
him like this.

Well, if it makes you feel
any better, neither do I.

Is that what's
bothering you?

I was so caught up
in tricking Alexis,

I had forgotten the only thing
he left me was a pile of dirt.

Another slap in the face.

Well, I'm not gonna argue
that you didn't deserve better,

but that's what
we're doing here, right?

We're getting you
what you're owed.

Once we steal the manor
back from Alexis,

you can officially plant a flag

in the home
that our father denied you.

You're right. Let's do it.

Now that Alexis is sure that the
mine is filled with diamonds,

she'll do whatever it takes
to keep it.

So we keep draining her of cash
until she can't afford

to keep the diamond operation
running.

And that's when I show up
with an offer she can't refuse.

I think it's time

we amp up the pressure

a little bit
before then.

Call your lawyer.

Gracias a Dios.

Fallon friggin' Carrington.

Oh...

Not technically my middle name,
but yes, it's me.

How is my favorite
baritone doing?

It has certainly been a while.

I know it has.
Although, you know,

it feels like just yesterday
we were harmonizing

through the Nationals
with the Wharblers.

Doesn't it?
So, what brings you by?

It's a funny thing, my company
is actually the defendant

in a lawsuit
you're cosponsoring.

Fallon Unlimited, right.

Guess I hadn't put
those pieces together.

Yeah. Well, as a friend,
I just wanted to warn you,

I think the Heritage Foundation
is making huge a mistake.

I mean, do you really care
about an old pile of rocks

that may or may not be a castle?

I couldn't
care less about the castle.

Perfect. So you'll convince
the Foundation

to drop this whole thing?

-Not so much.
-Hmm?

While I don't care
about some castle,

I do care about stopping you

and getting that land
for myself.

It's what the French
call le vengeance.

I see you're still holding
onto that whole

"Wharton cheating scandal"
thing.

If you're referring to the time
you got me expelled

so you could finish first
in the class, then, yes.

I didn't force you to cheat.

Please tell me you haven't
been waiting a decade

to use some Scottish land deal
to get revenge on me.

I haven't thought
about you in years.

-Huh.
-But then,

you stole the land
I'd been eyeing.

Stole? No, I won that bid
fair and square.

Nothing you ever do is fair.

Look,

spend loads of money and time

fighting the lawsuit,

or sell the land to me
at 50% of the purchase price.

Okay.

Since I don't really respond
well to bullies or threats,

I think I'm gonna go
with option three,

which is currently classified,

but definitely
involves you losing.

Oh, and by the way,
for the record,

you were never
my favorite baritone,

because just like your cheating
schemes, you always fall flat.

Hello? Where the hell
is everybody?

They're on their lunch break.

But we have bigger issues
to discuss.

You need to stop waving
that piece of paper at me first.

This piece of paper is a lawsuit
filed by Blake demanding

half of the mineral rights.

Thomas willed you
the mineral rights, not Blake.

He's just being his petty self.

His lawyers are arguing
that Thomas's original will

specifies that Blake's owed half

of all assets,
which means

mineral rights and diamonds.

A Blake win

cuts our profits in half.

Ugh. I can't believe him.

Really? And what did you
expect to happen

when you stole his home and left
him to walk away empty-handed?

I didn't think about it because
I was too busy enjoying myself.

Okay, if you handle
your hysteria,

I will handle this.
Give me that.

So I found out the lawsuit

was filed incredibly fast,
which means someone

had to help Colin
push it through.

Well, that tracks.
He thinks the rules

don't apply to his cheating ass.

Yeah, clearly. I looked into
the Wharton thing, too.

I mean, I'll keep digging,
but if we can find out

who helped Colin do this,

I mean, we could threaten
exposure and shut it down.

As much as I'm loving your whole
Ronan Farrow energy, we don't

have months to
investigate.

This project is
hemorrhaging money.

And if it continues,
I might have to walk away

with a huge loss.

And you don't walk away.

That's right.
It's time to give Colin a taste

of his own permit medicine.

Walt! How's my favorite
city inspector?

It's nice to hear a guy
admit he acted

like a real idiot for once.

It's the apology
you deserved a long time ago.

I'm just relieved I could
deliver it in person.

Well, it was hard to say no
after your 15th text,

but it's still a lot to process.

You didn't tell me
you were married,

then you admitted
you were married and said

it didn't mean anything,
then we hooked up,

but you stayed married
and you ghosted me.

That's why I'm apologizing.

I was really
hurting back then.

But I'm putting in the work
to do better.

And I hope I can get a second...

...third chance?

Delivery for...

Jeff?

Culhane?

You two know each other?

Yeah.
We do.

But I don't think
that gift's for me.

Actually,
it's time for me to work

and Jeff to go.

Talk later?

Yeah. Sure thing.

And why
are you here?

You don't have to be a pretend
volunteer anymore, remember?

Doesn't mean I can't
still help you out, right?

If you really mean that,

follow me.

And you can leave that here.

This sounds great.
We'll keep moving forward.

I'll see you soon. Thank you.
Thank you.

Thank you, guys.

Fletcher, wait.

Uh, I don't have any decks
ready yet, but, uh,

now that I know what
you guys are thinking...

Can you please tell
work Fletcher to go away

so we can address
the elephant in the hotel?

Which sounds like a kid's book,
but it's actually about us.

Okay, yeah, um...

I'm sorry we didn't
talk earlier.

I was, uh, just trying
to keep it professional.

Look, uh, this opportunity
is incredibly important for me,

and I just want to be
everything's fine.

Okay? You, um,
chose your husband,

I got over it
and I'm doing great.

So glad you're-you're good.

"Great."

Great.

But I-I need to be clear, too.

My husband and I just
finalized our divorce.

Divorce?

Uh, well, congrats.

Or sorry? Uh...

I don't know
which way to go here.

Okay, Sam,
I took this job on purpose

so I could
see you again.

What we had was a,
was a once-in-a-lifetime

and, uh...

I want you back.

Look who's here.

I would ask if the bank
also foreclosed on your soul,

but I don't think
you've ever had one.

Well, at least you're not
being melodramatic.

You're suing your own sister?

If you expect me to believe
you're here out of some concern

for Dominique,
you should try another tack.

Or allow us to finish
our game in peace.

There.

The game is now in pieces.

I don't care about Dominique,

and neither do you.

You only care about
the life that you lost.

You're like a crying child
missing his silver spoon.

I'm on the edge of my seat
waiting for some coherent point.

I have a proposition.

Oh, been there, done that.

This insanely generous
amount of money is yours...

if you walk away from
the mineral rights forever.

This needless fighting
is depleting us all,

and I'm losing
my sunny disposition.

Well?

This isn't about money.
This is about my legacy,

which you stole
along with the manor.

Neither you nor my sister

are gonna keep me
from getting what's mine.

I guess we'll find out.

Why didn't you take the money?

I thought our current mission
was to drain her

-of her cash.
-Yeah, that's one step.
But I still need

to keep the mineral rights
dispute alive.

That way,
you retain your leverage.

And if she thinks
you're not gonna give in,

-she'll hold on tighter.
-Exactly.
Now that she's on the hook,

I'll just keep tugging
on the line

so Dominique
can dig her teeth deeper

into Alexis's bank account.

Home repairs
ain't cheap these days.

All alone?

Ah.

Your staff jumped ship
when they heard

you completely bungled
the U.K. project?

No, Colin.

It's 8:00 p.m. They went home.

Which makes me wonder
why you're here.

My tennis lesson with my wife
was just interrupted

by my contractor informing me
the construction

on my marketing suites
was halted

due to code violations.

Well, that explains

those crispy boys.

If you must know,

these were gifted to me
by Andy Murray.

Look, we both know
you're behind this.

It's not exactly subtle.

But it's nice to see

taking people out
to get what you want.

You started this war
off some sick and sad vendetta.

But you can also end it.

Drop the claim so we can both
get back to building.

If you think my company's
financial health

hinges on one office building,

then I fear you're more naive
now than you were at Wharton.

I didn't come here
to drop the claim.

But I am dropping the offer
on the land from 50% to 30%.

-How generous.
-Oh,

my request

to push the suit hearing
back a month was approved,

so now you have ample
time to prepare.

Wait. I just realized,
if this drags on,

you won't be able to do business
with anyone soon.

I know you're bleeding out fast.

Oh! Is that a dumpling?

No. Uh... Look,

you did your best, sweetheart,

but your best isn't
good enough anymore.

You know what?

Let's make it 20%.

My offer is sinking,

just like you.

I hope you're allergic
to gluten.

Silver lining,
I've lost my appetite

in this Bermuda love triangle.

Fletcher's screwing
with my metabolism.

What did Fletcher say, exactly?

He divorced his husband,

he took the job with Infinity
to see me,

-and he wants me back.
-That's it?

That's it? I experienced
at least an entire plot

from Love Actually
in 60 seconds.

Well, I'm sure
-you handled it calmly.
-Well,

I told him I had moved on

and, um,
that I have a boyfriend,

and then I pretended
there was a hotel emergency.

-I thought you weren't hungry.
-Ew, I'm unconsciously
guilt-grazing carbs.

How am I supposed to work
with him?

Do you want Fletcher back?

No.

-But you feel guilty?
-Yes.

I mean, Ryan doesn't know

my past boyfriend
is my new coworker.

So tell him.
Maybe he won't care.

What if he doesn't believe me
when I tell him

there's nothing to worry about?

I mean, my priority is Ryan.

But?

But I don't seem to be Ryan's.

He left me on read for 14 hours.

Before I can talk to him,

I need to find him.

What?

I guess your charm offensive
didn't work.

Your music buddy's not singing
-the same song as you?
Very clever.

No, he's in this for revenge.

Not even my immeasurable charm
could fix that.

So, you're building a castle
on your desk to get back at him?

Isn't that
-what you were wearing yesterday?
-I am

a little weirded out
that my father

is tracking my wardrobe,
but I am far too tired

after my all-night study session
to get into it.

I now know more
about Scottish zoning laws

and battlefield authentication

than the Heritage Foundation
and courts combined.

I don't doubt it.

But we agreed, we can't afford
to fight the case.

Which leads me
to countermove number two.

McNaughton Global Media's
headquarters

sits on the edge
of a historic battlefield.

According to Preservation Code 893,

they are required to fund upkeep

for all historical assets
in the vicinity.

So if we can conjure some
old-timey muskets and swords,

-then I could threaten Colin.
-Hold on.

None of this matters.

You neglected to tell
me that Colin was heir

to the McNaughton
Media empire.

If he's anything
like his father,

some fake artifacts

-are not gonna stop him.
-So, what, we just give up?

If you're still planning to take
the company public next year,

you can't afford a personal feud
dragging you down.

Colin is the one
that made this personal, not me.

Well, unfortunately,
that's irrelevant.

Before Colin lowers
his price any further,

-I would suggest selling.
-Oh, come on.

If this was your company,
you would never give in.

It's not giving in.

It's cutting your losses

to avoid a war
with a historically vindictive

and very powerful family.

The chief of staff position

is finally within
arm's reach.

My future is finally
coming into focus,

and I want that future

-to involve Kirby.
-What does that mean,
exactly?

I'm thinking of
proposing to her.

N-Not today, but
at some point.

Oh, don't get ahead
of yourself, dear.

You don't have that job yet,
and Kirby is still Kirby.

You never know
what could happen.

Mother, I'm not asking you
for her hand.

I'm asking you for a diamond
for the engagement ring.

Despite that very
embarrassing sushi stunt

you pulled on my birthday,
I still want to include you,

and I thought
this would be a nice way.

Mine are serious diamonds.

Have you considered
the Lenox mall?

What the hell?

I hate to admit it,

but this house is falling apart
without Anders.

Is that why all of the paintings
are crooked?

I don't have time for this.

-Could you help?
-Oh, yeah.

Wow.

I was definitely surprised.

Not as surprised as I was
to see you skipping up

-in there.
-I was not skipping.

But, hey,

now that I know
you two have a past, I...

I'm sorry for the mix-up, man.

You didn't do anything wrong.

We both just
have good taste

if not the best
communication skills.

Well, I'm glad
we got it all straightened out.

Look, I'd never let a lady
come between our friendship,

but Mia...

Well,
she's something special to me.

No, I totally get it, man.

And I promise I will step aside.

Not that I'm even on her radar.

Thank you.

I don't know
if I can make it right with her,

but I'm finally
in a place to try.

Is your wife
as intimidating as she looks?

Don't worry about my wife.

So, I assume you're here
to announce your next move.

Let me guess, you canceled
my Hulu subscription?

I am done engaging
in this fight.

I have decided
to sell you the land

for the original offer
of 50% percent.

I'll even throw in Hulu ad-free
if you want.

I don't normally negotiate,
but even at 50%,

it'll hurt your company enough
to make this totally worthwhile.

Plus, I get the land.

So I guess I win. Twice.

And yet
you're four times as obnoxious.

this ends our feud. Forever.

And as a show of good faith...

Deal. I'll have my lawyers
draft up the sale contract,

and then we'll crack this open
and celebrate.

Michelle?

Oh, boy. Oh,
I-I was worried about that.

Okay.
Thank you.

Okay, I know not all of us
can age gracefully,

but maybe get in the slow lane,
Dominique.

It's not me
who's aging.

It's this house.

I tripped
on the back porch

because the bottom step
is sinking,

like everything else
in this place.

Which is why I called
our engineer.

I hope you
reach your point

quicker than you got down the hall.

We rushed moving
the drill sites,

so now the ground is unstable.

The engineer recommends
we halt drilling

and pay to stabilize the house

to protect it
from sinking even more.

I am not spending a dime
to patch a hypothetical problem.

It's not hypothetical.

And if you don't get ahead of it
and fix the problem now,

the foundation
will probably crack.

Or maybe you just had too much
to drink and slipped on a step.

You're making
a mistake.

I'm trying to help. Both of us.

And I appreciate that.

But let's worry
about getting our diamonds

before Blake makes any headway
on that lawsuit.

And then we can deal
with the house.

Full drill ahead!

All the vendors
have been confirmed.

And I'll start helping
the volunteers

stuff the gift bags next.

Okay,
now you're just showing off.

Relax.

I'm kidding.

But I'm pretty sure

you missed one thing.

Uh, no.

I don't think so.

What about the gift
you brought me?

Oh, yeah.
Forgot about that.

I was gonna wait until we were
alone to open it, but...

couldn't help myself.

It's incredible.

Where did you even get this?

It was my father's.

And I thought you might want it.

Did your father work here?

No. No.

One City, One Voice helped him
find his footing as a kid.

After that, he stayed involved
for the rest of his life,

which is why I wanted to
support this event specifically.

Wow.

You sure you want
to give this away?

Yeah.

This is where
he'd want it to go.

And I hope it makes up for
the Mike the Bartender thing

I pulled last week.

I may be one
of those "rich guys,"

but I'm here
for the right reasons.

I have no doubt.

Thank you for this.

Guess we have more
in common than I thought.

Did Alexis go for it?

She knows
the house has issues,

but she doesn't want
to do anything to fix them.

Even after the
engineer's warnings?

And the pictures and the doors

and my twisted ankle.

God, I thought she'd do
anything to protect the manor.

After everything she went
through to steal it from me.

I don't think she cares
about taking the manor

as much as she cares
about taking it from you.

-Yeah.
-She lives to
see you suffer.

Yeah, yeah. She always has.

Ever since I put that
eight-carat ring on her finger.

Well, if what she wants
is to screw me over,

let's use that against her.

I'm one step ahead of you.

Brother.

Here.

What, are you planning
on torturing her?

I mean, I'm on the fence,
but I could be convinced.

No torture.

We are going to give Alexis
an opportunity to rip you off

that'll be too tempting
to pass up.

Colin's as connected
as a Kennedy,

though having fancy
friends isn't a crime.

Which is why, when I went back
into Colin's office,

I made sure to snap
some shots of his calendar.

Look, if we cross-check
the initials

on the calendar
with the names on your list,

maybe there's
a match somewhere

that'll connect it
to the lawsuit.

Like the meeting tonight
with M.P.

Any M.P.s on that list?

The only M.P. here
is State Attorney General

Marshall Pintz.
Though I'm not sure

why they'd be meeting in
East Atlanta at 9:00 p.m.

Which is why we'll have
to go see for ourselves.

Maybe he's bribing him.

Are you suggesting
we surveil him?

Obviously.

Plus...

...I have been dying

to put this stakeoutfit
to use.

Wow.

I guess dreams do come true.

I was starting to think

you weren't going to make it.

I come in peace.

I promise.

Yeah, I'm sure you do, but...

I said everything
I needed to say.

But I didn't.

First of all,
I owe you an apology

for bombarding you yesterday.
It wasn't fair.

Or... professional.

So...

I'm sorry.

Okay. That's
a good "first of all."

And, second of all...

I should've started with
an "I'm sorry for everything"

instead of skipping right
to the "I want you back" bit.

That would have been
a smoother transition.

But it's the truth.

I do want you back.

I really miss you, Sam.

You broke up with me.

But I never stopped thinking
about you.

Then why'd you leave?

When Kirby told me
you were in love with me

and that I needed
to figure out how I felt,

I got scared.
I...

I made
the safe choice.

Kirby did what?

You know what,
forget it.

I'm glad Kirby said
whatever... she said.

Because it forced me to move on

and to realize that I deserve...

someone to love me completely.

Which is why I'm with Ryan now.

You do deserve that.

And more.

But, uh...

...where's Ryan now?

He's not here.

I am.

You'll have all of me this time,
Sam.

I promise.

At the very least,
can I buy you a harmless

"I'm sorry for everything,
I screwed up" drink?

I don't know
if that's a good idea.

So, that's dizziness,

fainting, loss of appetite.

Anything else?

A few headaches.

The same symptoms I had when
I was pregnant the first time.

But my at-home test
was negative.

I just want to know
what's wrong.

Well, there's no need
to panic just yet.

You actually could be pregnant.

You might be shocked
to know

that a $9.99 test
isn't always accurate.

Would it matter that I
splurged on the $19.99 brand?

We should take some blood,
just to be sure.

This may be something
to celebrate after all.

I can't tell what
you're more against,

my proposing to Kirby
or you giving me a diamond.

I'm not thrilled about either,
if you must know.

Plus, I'm busy trying
to captain this run-down house.

It's not easy
to find more Krug '88

when the staff insists
that we're out.

Anyway...

just sleep on it for a few days.

Or however long.

Um, I can't sleep
on anything here.

This place is creaking
like an old

-pirate ship.
-Mm.

More like the Titanic.

Is something wrong
with this place?

The house might be unstable
and sinking.

The engineer recommended
a few fixes,

but he didn't make it sound
like an emergency.

If somebody comes to me
with a broken left arm,

I don't tell 'em to come back

when they've broken
their right one.

While your point is vague,

the foundation is
clearly compromised.

And it will cost
too much to fix,

and I don't want
to pay for that.

Well, I would love
to stay and help,

but, like you said,
you're the captain now.

Mm.

Hopefully not for long.

Georges,
you still haven't told me

why you tried to avoid
falling in love with me.

You know,
usually on a stakeout,

you don't park 20 feet
from your target.

Well, our equipment isn't
exactly military-grade,

and we need to
be close enough

to be able to record
Colin's conversation

with the attorney general.

Mm.

Okay.

That was brilliant
and pretty hot.

This ain't
my first drive-in.

Mm.

Wait, what is he doing?

No.

If he leaves, then we
can't blackmail him.

He must really not like
this movie.

It just started.

Wait, wait, wait. Who's that?

I knew it, I knew
it, I knew it.

Here we go.

Okay, I might have gotten

this calendar-coded

cross-checking initials
thing wrong.

That is

his assistant, Michelle.

Whose last name
probably starts with a "P."

Snap away.

That's it. Like a pendulum.

Even pace, back and forth.

Nice!

You win.

All right, I'll finish up here.

You lost?

I thought you were supposed
to be a major golfer.

Oh, I am.

I just didn't want to end the
day with a crying volunteer.

Well, looks like I'm the only
competition you have left.

Oh, no, you-you got
a lot of work to do.

Go home. I'll close up here.

While your intention is noble,

I can't help but think
you're ducking my challenge.

Okay.

Your loss.

You can't laugh!

That's cheating.

I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm sorry.

I thought you were kidding
with that form.

Maybe you should help
instead of trash-talking.

Okay.

I'm just gonna sh-shift
your grip a little.

Like this.

Oh.

When Colin sees
these photos,

he is gonna drop
the suit faster

than he dropped
his pants tonight.

His wife is New York old money.

You do not mess with a cult like
that and get away unscathed.

God, he'll be ruined
if these get out.

Exactly. Which is why he
will do whatever it takes

to make sure they don't.

And he says I
haven't changed. Ha!

And this time Colin will be
the only one to pay the price,

which is nice.

What do you mean?

Well, when he gets in trouble,

he usually takes
someone down with him.

He scapegoated his, uh--
his partner

in a Securities
and Exchange investigation.

And then he also got
that T.A. fired back at Wharton.

Tyler Grace.

Wait, Tyler Grace got fired?

When the school discovered Colin
was stealing Tyler's tests,

he got fired
a few weeks later, yeah.

I had no idea.

I mean, I was told that Tyler
was just taking a semester off.

Oh, hey, hey, hey.
Don't feel bad.

I mean, Fallon,
you didn't do anything wrong.

Colin was the one who cheated
and involved Tyler.

I know. It's just...

I guess I hadn't thought
about the collateral damage.

Look, usually, I'm the one
taking the moral high ground.

Hey.

Okay, you're right.

But I think
that this is inbounds, Fallon.

You're only using the photos
to force Colin's hand,

not ruin anyone's life.

Remember, you don't walk away.

I'm here because your
claim against Dominique

doesn't stand a chance.

You know,
you could've just texted.

There's more.

Mm, always is with you.

Since my initial offer
wasn't enough

for your fragile ego,
I have a new one

that will finally end
your incessant blabbing

about your legacy.

I will give you back the manor

if you agree
to certain concessions.

Such as?

You drop
the mineral rights claim,

you let us keep digging,

and we get it all in writing.

Well, I have to admit,
the last few months

have made me see
what's really important.

After all,
it is my legacy and my house.

Mm.

All right.

You can keep your diamonds

as long as you include the loft.

I want you
-completely off the property.
-Fine.

We'll add an
addendum later.

I appreciate your generosity,

so I'll give you a full 24 hours

to vacate the premises.

Oh, don't worry.
I'll be out in 12.

It's you
who'll be vacating in 24.

Morning, handsome.

Sorry. I didn't mean
to wake you.

Ooh, my headache
had that handled.

But starting the
day in your arms

makes this savage
hangover so worth it.

You do it to yourself,

and that's why it really hurts.

It's funny. You're quoting
my favorite Wharbler song.

Though a tad disturbing
you still know it.

But, as Radiohead
indeed predicted,

you, my dear,
did do it to yourself.

-Hmm.
-And I hope you can walk away
with a lesson learned.

Oh, I learned my lesson.

And I won't be signing
a damn thing today.

After you claimed that all I do
is take out my competition

to get what I want,
I started to think

about the girl I was
back at Wharton.

Even though I'm opposed
to self-reflection as a rule.

But you were half right.

I did out you for cheating

so I'd be first
in the class.

That Fallon was too insecure

to think
that she could beat a cheater.

What am I supposed
-to be looking at here?
-Proof.

I am no longer the girl

that outed you at Wharton.

I am Fallon friggin'
Carrington, CEO.

And sure,
I could've destroyed you,

but I didn't want
to stoop to your level.

So I conceded the claim
to the courts an hour ago.

That land is now
officially a historic landmark.

So you can't build on it.
The land is still useless.

Wrong.

According to Code 893,

if I accept
the historical designation

and agree to pay
for the castle's restoration,

then I can start building
my campus

as long as I leave
a 500-foot radius

around the monument.

Now, I know
you struggled in math,

so I'll make it really easy
for you.

-It's not gonna be a problem.
-So,

you agreed to spend millions
to restore a castle

and to redesign your campus
just to spite me?

Oh, don't flatter yourself.
It's just business.

That location will be worth
triple the value now.

You may think

you won this battle,
-but this is war.
-Uh-huh.

Michelle!

Hey.

Next time, at least make him buy
you soda and a popcorn first.

What?

Double oat milk capp,
extra foam.

You seem pretty perky for
somebody on mail room duty.

I can't stop thinking
about our kiss last night.

You should be thinking
about your putting.

But,

yes, the kiss was great.

I don't want to kill the vibe,

but I got to be straight
with Jeff.

So do you want me to tell him,

or do you want
to let him down first?

Let him down?
Why would I do that?

I like you both, so I was
planning on dating you both.

You don't have an issue
with that, do you?

Oh. Duty calls.

Literally.

I got to admit,

your fake foundation flood
was genius.

Alexis was foaming
at the mouth

to screw me over.

You-you deserve
your half of the manor.

I wish I was
in a more celebratory mood.

I thought

by taking something from Thomas,

it would fill
the emptiness he left in me.

-Wow.
-But it hasn't.

Probably because
he's still everywhere here.

You can keep my half.

Yeah, but I don't have
anything else to offer.

Actually,

you do. I'd like the loft.

I want to convert it
into a space to honor my mother

by making her fashion dreams
come true.

If that's what you want,
I think we can do that.

I do. Thank you.

Why are my silks
packed in with the cashmere?

I just hope
that you are savoring

your final few moments
-in the manor.
-I'm fine.

And with the diamonds you
signed over, I'll be able to buy

ten manors that aren't
sinking into the ground.

I'm not kidding.
Your old new house

-has a sinking foundation.
-Oh.

-It's not funny.
-No.

I just find it hilarious
that some superglue

and garden hose,
some creaky ship sound effects

could so easily fool you.

There's nothing actually wrong
with this house.

Even if that were true,
I have miles of diamonds

and mountains of cash
while you just have

this gaudy relic.

Well, do you want to know
something else that's funny?

No, but I'm sure
you're going to tell me anyway.

Thomas had a survey done
of the property a long time ago,

and they came up empty,
so you traded a nonsinking house

for an empty hole in the ground.

-You're usually a better liar.
-No, I'm not lying.

But your mineralogist

and my close, personal friend
Nicole was lying to you

when she told you that there was
anything of value in that mine.

I can show you the real survey
if you don't believe me.

You won't get away with this.

I think that I already did.

But, hey,
I'm a man of my word,

and I will give you
the full 24 hours

to vacate the premises.

You know, I would say
that payback is a bitch,

but that title is reserved
exclusively for you.

So, he never saw the pictures?

Nope.

I realized that I had a chance

to prove I've changed
since my Wharton days.

And I didn't want to cause
any collateral damage this time.

Now who took
the moral high ground?

I know. I just feel
like I failed you here.

No. No, no, no, no, no.

I needed to figure
this one out on my own.

Hey, it wasn't all bad.

I still have that stakeoutfit.

Oh. Love that.

Sorry to interrupt,
but I believe

this is my study... again.

Hey, I heard the good news.

Sounds like we all have
a reason to celebrate.

We can continue
-celebrating later.
-Mm-hmm.

Any thoughts on paying
for the castle restoration?

We squeezed our finances
pretty tight

to pay for the land.

Actually, yes.

I am pulling up the plans
to take the company public.

We can generate capital
to pay the debt

and fortify ourselves against
any future hostile run-ins.

Pulling those plans up
by a year is a really big deal.

Well, someone once told me

you can't build a dynasty
by playing it safe.

That person
sounds very wise.

I am honored

to be your new
chief of staff.

Uh, I promise to
do you all proud.

-Thank you.
-Thank you.

Cristal? You okay?

Um, I was just with my doctor.

Uh, I...

I-I thought I might be pregnant,
but...

I-I didn't know where to go

-or who to talk to.
-Where's Blake?

-Did something happen?
-I can't talk to Blake yet

because I'm-I'm not pregnant.

Apparently, I have, um,

some kind of growth

pressing on a nerve.

And she said I...

I have a brain tumor.

Thomas Carrington,

I will never understand
why you betrayed my mother,

why you rejected me

or why you left me with
this worthless property deed.

But I am done wasting my time

trying to untangle your cruelty.

I vow to nurture

the people I neglected

during my quest
for your acceptance.

Goodbye and good riddance.

You two-timing tramp.

How could you do this to me?
We were partners.

Partners? You're as delusional
as you are desperate.

Why would you help that
despicable, disgusting bastard?

Because, unlike you,

he wasn't trying
to screw me over

every step of the way.

You got what you deserved,
you self-serving snake.

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