All language subtitles for Dynasty E11

Previously on Dynasty...

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

The mass is a stage four

- glioblastoma.
- I vowed to Blake

to do everything in my power

to keep our love alive.

I need you to help me do that.

- We can buy our own club.
- I'm in.

This whole modeling
thing has changed you.

You're out of control!

I'm doing what I have
to do for my career!

I want you out of Atlanta...
permanently.

I'd offer you something to get you

through it, but you did say
that was a one-time thing.

Just to get through the
party and get this job.

I may have said bourbon,
Amir, but you should know

that I meant scotch because my castle

isn't in Kentucky, it's in Scotland.

Just be thankful I didn't fire
you for stealing that stapler.

Fallon seems extra today.

Yeah, her IPO roadshow starts tomorrow.

- She's on edge.
- Mm.

I'm guessing it's not a
"traveling the countryside,

- looking for quaint antiques" roadshow.
- No.

No, normally we would spend
a few weeks on the road

pitching investment groups,
but we need to compress

our timeline,
so we're bringing the road to us.

Which means a marathon day of meetings

that could make or break
her public offering.

That castle restoration really
put the company in the red.

I had to restore the castle

to get the land for the offices.

But thank you for reminding
me that if this IPO flops,

I won't only be in major debt,

but I also will have
destroyed my family dynasty.

- So forgive me if I'm a little...
- Melodramatic?

Tense. Did you know I'm
one of only four women

in America taking a
company public this year?

Yes, I'm also the youngest ever.

- That sounds incredible.
- It is.

And you have nothing to worry about.

I have an entire toolbox
full of closing techniques,

and I'm happy to teach
a young dog old tricks.

Aw, as much as I love
being compared to a canine,

I think I'll pass on your toolbox.

This isn't the kind of
deal that can be closed

with a handshake and a
cigar on the golf course.

You know, C.A. wasn't just
some mom-and-pop operation.

It was literally you and your pop

running a private company,
but since I'm taking mine public,

I have to bring in the big guns,
which is why Jillian Van Horn

is meeting us at the office in ten.

- Jillian Van-who?
- Van Horn.

She took Spotify public.

They call her the IPO
miracle-worker, which...

isn't really the best nickname, but...

you get the point, so let's go.

And I'll get you up to speed.

Looks like I'm gonna miss

the most important meal of the day.

And I think I'm gonna probably
end up working late tonight,

too, so don't wait up for me.

You're welcome for the refill.

Although I'm not sure you deserve it

after how you treated Chloe.

I simply asked if the coffee beans

were sustainably sourced.

I like my caffeine ethical.

As opposed to the rest of your life?

- Mm.
- Speaking of which,

did you find a house yet?

I will not be rushed in real estate

or breakfast ordering.

I am paying for my room, aren't I?

Well, maybe you'd like to upgrade

to our presidential suite?

I could use the extra cash
for the hotel expansion.

There you are.

Angry Anders. I'm out of here.

Are you insane?

Yes!

What crawled up your culottes?

You brought Oliver to Atlanta,

and put him up in this hotel?

And clearly failed to
pay the staff enough

for their discretion.

You should be thanking me.

You've been trying to end
Kirby and Adam for months.

Not at the expense of
my daughter's wellbeing,

which Oliver puts in danger.

Kirby's wellbeing is not my concern.

Ah... But Adam's is.

Did you enjoy watching her suffer?

I made sure
she slipped away in her sleep,

which is more than she deserved
after lying to me my whole life.

How did you get that?

The case involving Adam and
his fake mother is closed.

Have Oliver on a plane within 48 hours

or this goes to the police.

At which point,
the case will be unclosed.

Do enjoy your breakfast.

Good morning.

Huh. Another night out
on the town with your ex?

I promised you I'd only see Oliver

in a professional capacity,

and that's all I've been doing.

Oh, right. So you were
professionally drinking,

or professionally doing drugs again.

We were networking.

Modelling is all about who you know.

To get the next job,
you have to make connections.

Networking. Right.

When you were trying
to get Chief of Staff,

I did everything I could to support you.

I know I'm not a posh doctor,

but a little support from
you would still be nice.

Sorry, I just...

I have a lot going on at
the hospital right now,

and I... miss you.

Can we have dinner tomorrow night?

Oh, I can't. I have a shoot.

At night? Again?

Sam's letting us use the bar at
La Mirage, and we can't get in

till after the last dinner seating.

Now, if the interrogation's over,

I really need to have a shower.

Dominique. Hi.

Um, this got delivered to
the main house for you.

And you're delivering it yourself?

Should I get the bomb-sniffing dogs?

Not necessary.

I've been looking for an excuse

to stop by and say thank you.

You played a big part in
getting the manor back

from Alexis, and I'm grateful.

Don't mention it.
She was a horrible landlord.

Look...

family's important to Blake,

and I'm really glad

he's got his sister in his life.

I hope you'll stick around.

Thanks.

I guess you're wondering why I've had

so many packages recently.

Actually, I should probably...

I can tell you're curious.

Every year,
the Atlanta Fashion Council sponsors

a runway show for an
up-and-coming designer,

and I've been selected as a finalist.

- Good for you. I hope it works out.
- Who knows,

maybe next year you and
Blake can sit front row

at my Paris fashion show.

By next year,
this place will be on every

must-see list in Atlanta.

With the new venue next
door connecting La Mirage

to Club Colby, we'll have retail, dining

and an event space all in one.

Like a little slice of Vegas.

Except not like Vegas.

Please have a look.

Hey, partner.
I didn't think I'd see you until later.

Wait, did I mess up the time?

No. 4:00 p.m. tennis practice.

And thanks again for agreeing

to play with me in the tournament.

You know the Children's
Center is a charity

near and dear to my heart.

Please, it's the least I could do

for my new business partner.

Well, your business partner is

actually here on business.

Specifically,
an astronomical bill I just got for

"swan-head purse hooks."

I don't know what that means.

They're an essential.

And really, you don't need to
worry about this kind of thing.

That's the benefit of
being a silent partner.

Except that invoice made me realize

if I'm paying half the bills,
maybe I should be

a little less silent. Plus...

I majored in business.

I might as well make myself useful

when it comes to the bottom line.

Well, I am happy
to discuss the bottom line,

just not right now.

I'm trying to solve
a construction issue.

What issue?

The hotel's a designated
historical building,

so we need approval from the
city council to renovate,

but they don't have any open
hearings for eight months.

We can't afford to wait eight months.

I know.

And I didn't even major in business.

I got the name of a contractor

that has an in at the
city council office.

I'm meeting him at the hotel.

Great. You can explain

purse heads on our walk over.

Mm, purse hooks, swan heads.

- That's what I said.
- No.

Welcome to Fallon Unlimited,

a multi-faceted media empire

with a little something for everyone.

Our radio station
syndicates to 48 countries.

Our publishing arm covers books,

print media and even social platforms.

Oh, remember, Fallon,

you've got projectors on three sides.

- You can't flap your wings.
- Oh, yeah.

Hey, good. You're just in time

to watch me rehearse. Take a seat.

Oh, no, I've already seen
the show today.

Hmm? What's this?

That's the livestream of
Qualquest's IPO roadshow.

Also produced by Jillian.

Welcome to Qualquest,

a multifaceted biotechnology group

with a little something for everyone.

Our researchers are running trials

in 22 countries.

Holograms?

IP-OMG.

Do you only have one idea?

No, I have a ton.

What I don't have is time
to implement an entirely

new concept on such short notice.

But you couldn't even write
me an original script?

You don't need one.

Qualquest is a biotech company.

There's no overlap in
your target audiences.

The head of a creative media company

can't just rip off
someone else's concept.

That is the opposite of creative.

Let's not overreact.

You're fired.

- What?
- Mm-hmm.

Good-bye. Good-bye. Good-bye.

You heard 'em. Go.

- Oh.
- Well, I guess it's time

to get your damn toolbox out.

- Hmm?
- The metaphorical toolbox.

The one we need to save
the company tomorrow.

I really need it now.

Yeah, I knew what you meant.

I just wanted to hear you say it again.

Mm.

Cristal, you okay?

I want to make sure
Blake has happy memories

when I'm gone,

and that he doesn't forget me.

That's a little maudlin.

It's realistic.

You said the chance of finding
a clinical trial for my cancer

is about as likely as Blake
becoming a socialist, remember?

Well, then, let's get him a
"Feel the Bern" sweatshirt.

'Cause I found a drug
trial at the Halsted School

for Medicine and Science in Baltimore,

and they're showing promising results

for shrinking lymphatic tumors.

Talk to me like I'm not a doctor.

These tumors share a
lot of characteristics

with the one you have,
so if the drugs work on them,

there's a slight chance they could work

in shrinking brain tumors, too.

I already talked to the
guy who runs the study,

and he's willing to include you.

Commuting to and from Baltimore

would be hard to keep from Blake,

but maybe if I told him I was joining

the advisory board for
a charity up there...

Actually, it's an inpatient program,

so you'd have to relocate
for six to eight weeks.

I can't move to
Baltimore to join a study

that isn't even for brain tumors

for a slight chance.

If it works,
this could improve your eligibility for

for surgery by five to ten percent.

So that's a 95% chance that
these are my final months.

I don't want to spend them living apart.

Well, if you told him the truth,
he could go with you.

So his final memories
of our marriage will be

hospital food and grief?

What about your family?

Are you even planning on telling them?

My father and I had a falling out.

So, no, I'm not, and it's fine.

I appreciate the trouble you've gone to,

but... I'm sorry.

What if the trial were
local and outpatient?

What if we could do this
without Blake knowing about it?

Would you do it then?

Theoretically? Yes.

That's all I need to know.

Can I ask you why you're
doing all this for me?

I'm grateful,
but considering our history...

That's all it is, history.

You're family.

Family's the most important thing.

Your architect did a nice job.

Getting you on the schedule for
next week should be no problem.

Great.

- That easy?
- Yeah.

My cousin manages
the city council office.

And you're just doing this
just to be a nice guy?

I'm a businessman.

I charge an administrative fee.

- That's fine with us.
- Unless...

You guys hire a construction crew yet?

'Cause I'd be willing to waive

my fee if you use my crew.

A project just fell through.

That sounds amazing. When can you start?

As soon as city council approves us.

- I'll be in touch.
- Thank you.

Why are you not happy about this?

You just hired that
guy without asking me.

Or checking his references.

Another hotelier recommended Leo...
that is his reference.

That might be how you work, but I like

to dot my I's and cross my T's.

That's business 101.

Maybe, but while you're busy
crossing your eyes,

Leo will take another job and we'll lose

a good crew and our
spot on the schedule.

Things in the hospitality
industry move really fast.

This is my area of expertise,
so just trust me, okay?

Fallon Unlimited also prides itself

on fostering an inclusive environment,

with women and people of
color making up over 50%

of our board... What?

Oh, save that for the snowflakes.

Investors want to hear
about the numbers.

- I think we should call it a night.
- No. No, we can't.

Jillian already told investors

that we have, you know,
"consciously uncoupled."

Just makes it sound like
I'm some sort of diva

who's impossible to work with.

Amir, why would I want a cake pop?
I'm not six.

Which is obviously not true.

Okay, but you need to use
more tools from my toolbox.

Remember my ABCs?

Accuse, blackmail, cheat.

Accuse the competition of misbehaving,

always have blackmail and, if necessary,

you cheat on the financials.

I still can't believe
that your epic toolbox

basically boils down to "lie,
cheat, and steal."

I mean, some of your schmoozing
tips might work, but...

everything is scrutinized
in the public sector.

And I don't want to lie.

- I want to do this my way.
- Which is what?

Proving that the
Carrington dynasty is more

than just failed marriages,
a torched vineyard,

and two bodies in a lake.

We're a reputable company.

Don't be naive. No one's gonna care

how many bodies were in the lake

if you're successful.

Business is business.

Which means doing whatever
it takes to close the deal.

Use the entire toolbox, all right?

A hammer without a
nail is just a hammer.

It's also a hammer with a nail.

But, yeah,
I guess we're just gonna have to...

agree to disagree on how we do this.

Wonderful incorporation
of structure and texture.

You've got a good eye.

I'd like to think so.

I look forward to seeing
your proof of concept.

Mm.

Does anyone have a hose?

Because these designs are on fire.

Oh, my God, thank you!

Okay, everybody,

we are going to break now.

When we get back, it's final-step time.

We'll be evaluating your sample designs,

so be sure to set up your dress forms

how you'd like us to see them.

What are you doing in my room?

The security in this place is terrible.

Since I'm paying,
it's technically my room.

Cheer up, today is your lucky day.

I am going to pay you the
rest of what I owe you,

and then you can hop
on back to Australia.

Why?

Adam and Kirby are barely speaking.

I just need a few more days.

- Please.
- No, thanks.

I'm set.

This job is good for my career

and the money will be
good when I get paid.

I can make your life very difficult

if you stick around.

I like Atlanta.

And I like Kirby.

So I'll take my chances.

Now get out of my suite
before I tell your son who's funding it.

Fallon Unlimited prioritizes

diversity and inclusion.

Our board is comprised

of over 50% women and people of color.

Now I'd like to direct your attention

to our prospectus.

As you can see,
our five-year projections show gains

- across the board.
- ♪ A, B, C ♪

- ♪ D. ♪
- And, um...

um, when you invest in us...

...you'll never have to worry
about a national news anchor

at your company passed
out in his trailer

forcing his DUI victims to sign NDAs.

Hold on, who are we talking about here?

Oh, no, no, no, no.
Just like I told the guys

before you,
I don't traffic in rumors, so...

What happens at Fairfax
stays at Fairfax.

Fairfax?

Pilman Media Group?

Look, let's just focus
on investing in a company

that is scandal-free and
exponentially growing.

Now who wants some scotch

while I walk you through
our castle renovation, yeah?

Is any of that true?

It will be...

after you make it true.

Oh, I didn't expect you to join me.

Well, I didn't expect to go bald,
but these things happen.

I hope you called me here

to tell me that Oliver is
halfway around the world.

If by "the world," you mean "this hotel"

and by "halfway,"
you mean "six floors up"?

Yes.

I always knew you were
a dreadful mother,

but I didn't think you'd let
your own son go to prison.

What am I supposed to do?

Oliver likes your daughter
and doesn't want to leave.

Surely you must have a
deceitful trick or three

up those pinstriped sleeves of yours?

Why don't you use one of those
on someone other than Kirby?

If you are so worried about Kirby,

why don't you talk to her?

I tried that.

Kirby is not very rational
when it comes to Oliver.

Maybe you should try some tough love.

You can be kind of a pushover.

Well, this pushover is just

24 hours away from going to the police.

- Sure.
- Thank you.

Congratulations.

40% of your future shares pledged.

Yeah, except I feel like I need
a shower after lying like that.

Well, that feeling goes away.

Besides,
it's not lying if it's the truth.

Some very colorful HR complaints

about a certain company
have already been

leaked to The Times. We're all set.

Okay, so now we just need

Trask Global Media to
make the same pledge

this afternoon and our IPO

- will be bulletproof.
- Mm-hmm.

What do we know about Warren Trask?

He's worth about 40 billion,

lives in a split-level in the West End

and still drives a '93 Pontiac.

So he's cheap.

I'm thinking we go with C.

We cheat a little on
the restoration numbers,

to minimize our asset to debt ratio.

I don't think I've ever been more proud.

Except our financials
are in the public now.

So if this guy does his due diligence,

then he's gonna see that
the numbers are off.

- You know that good ol' boys' club you disdain?
- Mm-hmm.

Trask's brokerage firm is
practically the clubhouse.

Look, I'll just call in some favors,

and make sure he sees
what we want him to see.

Great, and then next month
maybe we could get

the castle numbers down?

You know, so it's actually the truth.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
the truth is more your wheelhouse.

So, we'll deal with that later.

As the chief of staff,

I want to put this hospital on the map,

elevate our profile, so...

I propose partnering
with Halsted Medical

on an oncological research trial.

Not happening.

All the research money for the
fiscal year has been allotted

to the interns you brought in.

So let's just get
creative with the numbers.

Just move some things around.

We got half a million dollars
from the Rosenthal fund.

That's designated to upgrade
our radiology equipment.

A research trial isn't
feasible right now.

Bring it up again in six months.

No, I-I don't have that kind of time.

We-we don't...
we could be saving more lives.

And we will, just not with that.

Let's turn to the janitorial budget.

Housekeeping.

They always say the first
thing to go is the memory.

Card.

Okay.

Where have you been?
What does a cheap billionaire drink?

Should I lose the scotch?

I was talking to your assistant.

And, unfortunately,
none of this matters.

Trask cancelled.

What? No, no, he can't cancel.

If he doesn't invest,
then we won't hit our target number,

which means the IPO flops
and I'll have to sell assets

to pay for the restoration of
a castle I don't even live in.

Not to mention the humiliation

of being the youngest
woman ever to tank an IPO.

Why are you yelling at me?
It's not my fault

he went in for an emergency root canal.

Root canal? And he couldn't come
to a simple meeting?

My God, suck it up.

You know what? No.

We will reschedule him for dinner.

We'll woo him over red wine,
soft foods and painkillers.

Yeah, I tried.
It's his daughter's sweet sixteen.

Apparently, he's not missing that

no matter how drugged up he is.

Then I guess we're crashing
a sweet sixteen party.

My dress!

Bold use of gemstones, Kitty-Kat.

I didn't do that.
Someone vandalized my sample.

I'd suggest calling the fashion police,

but they'd probably
arrest you for bad taste.

I need to talk to the judges.

- Afraid it's too late for that.
- Thank you all for your patience

as we evaluated your prototypes.

We were judging not only
your design ability,

but technical skill as well.

I know it's been a long day,
so we won't keep you waiting

- any longer.
- E-Excuse me.

Someone can't wait to make
her acceptance speech, I see.

That's right, Kat,

the Atlanta Fashion
Council will be sponsoring

your runway show at Fashion Week.

Oh, my God! Thank you!

I'm sorry, but is this a joke?

That dress is a tacky nightmare.

Of course it is.

This was never about the clothes.

Kat's got 500,000 Instagram followers

and a lot of years left in the tank.

She's just a little more,
uh, on brand for us.

Thanks for applying.

Hmm!

We're starting in two minutes.
What's up with the phone?

Trying to track down those hooks.

They were supposed to
get here this morning.

Oh, they're not coming.
I cancelled the order.

Too expensive.

Budgets are my area of expertise.

Trust me.

Interesting.

Mind if I serve first for us?

Sure.

You're gonna do what you want anyway.

- That was mine.
- Was it?

Sorry, I thought you cancelled
the point without telling me.

I know you're not used
to looping me in on decisions,

but next time you're gonna poach,

- how about you let me know?
- Sure.

Out!

- Damn!
- I guess getting to drop shots

isn't your area of expertise.

Ow!

You did that on purpose.

- Sun was in my eyes.
- Oh, yeah?

Well, I hope you can see that
this partnership is over.

- Come on.
- On and off the court.

♪ Lollipop, lollipop ♪

♪ Oh, Lolli, Lolli, Lolli, Lollipop... ♪

- Whoa-ho.
- Wow.

In retrospect, you forcing me

to have my 16th birthday
on Larry Ellison's yacht

so you could pick his brain
about nanotech seems quaint.

You know,
I seem to remember shelling out

- for a custom Porsche.
- Hmm.

All right, let's find Trask.

Once you pull out Blake's greatest hits,

we'll be home free.
Then maybe we can escape

this place before we get diabetes.

Hmm.

♪ I call him ♪

♪ Sweeter than candy on a stick... ♪

Whoops.

- I'm guessing this isn't the ladies' room?
- No.

But if you want to use that
fern over there, I won't look.

- Or narc.
- Tempting,

but I'll pass.

Quick question:

Who are you,
and what are you doing at my party?

My dad invite you?

I'm Fallon Carrington. Hi.

Let me guess.
You were a TriDelt at Princeton?

Nope. Just a regular bitch at NYU.

So why are you here?

My dad's decided I have
to go to Princeton.

You could do worse than Princeton.

Not the point.

I'm so over him thinking
he knows better than me.

He doesn't believe I'm smart enough

- to do things my own way.
- Okay,

I mean, he has decades of experience,

and he is the sixth
richest man in the world,

- so that should count for something.
- Yeah.

It counts for how old
and out of touch he is.

He's always talking about how
I need a job after school.

My TikTok takes ten times more work

that scooping ice cream,
and it pays a ton.

My latest post has 250,000
unique interactions.

And that translates to
a steady income how?

I'm a skinfluencer.

I do ironic punk princess
makeup tutorials.

And when you've got
four million followers,

big brands fork over cash
for sponcon challenges.

I was gonna do a new one tonight,

but my dad won't even
play my favorite song:

"Drivers License."

Oh. Well, yeah, I mean,
that's a little sad and depressing

for tonight's theme, don't you think?

It's supposed to be my party.

And I guess you'll cry if you want to.

You're so lucky.

To be old and make your own decisions.

Totally.

#OldAndBlessed.

You two look like you're working hard.

What are you doing here?

Oh, I came to be more
supportive of your career,

but I suppose that ship has sailed.

The shoot got cancelled.

Someone broke into Ollie's hotel room
and wrecked his equipment.

Poor Ollie. I guess
you had to stay and console him.

Well, whoever did it also
sent the models pervy photos

from his e-mail.

The magazine fired him.

So, yeah, I stayed to console my friend.

He seemed pretty good when I walked in.

Relax, mate.

I'm not your mate.

And this is none of your business.

Especially now that you're unemployed.

Kirby, can we go?

Go on. I'll be fine.

Can't just leave him here, Adam.

Don't you see that he's playing you?

What's that supposed to mean?

It means that when I came by
the shoot the other night,

he was practically groping you.

I walk in now, he's groping you,

- and there's no shoot.
- No one was groping anyone.

And you don't find it convenient
that his camera was vandalized,

like the other day when
his photos were corrupted?

Happy?

You could have done that yourself.
I would have.

Can we please just talk
about this at home?

Kirby wants to stay. Maybe you back off.

I can't do this anymore.

Come home with me, or...

or we're done.

Well, I'm staying, so...

I guess we're done.

You can't be serious.

Your mother was right about you.

What do you know about my mother?

I know she paid me to come
here and break you two up.

I barely had to do anything.

You wrecked this all on your own.

- Kirby, you knew about this?
- No.

But it just makes me realize

how much I need to stay away from you

- and your family.
- Yeah.

Okay, I did a little recon.

It turns out the root
canal was just an excuse.

Apparently, Trask thinks the
only investment worth making

in a woman your age
is a new set of boobs

- for his third wife.
- Uh...

- His words, not mine.
- Well, that's great.

So we crashed a child's birthday party

just to hit a dead end
with an ageist misogynist?

Not so fast. Look,
he'll do whatever we say

once you whip out Blake's favorite tool.

You hear how that sounds, right?

I'm talking about blackmail.

But do I really want an investor
who has to be blackmailed

into backing me?

Yes. The stakes are too high

for you to die on a hill of morality

right now.

It's not about morality.

- It's about doing this my way.
- If you walk away now,

the only person you'll
be hurting is yourself.

I don't care. Because you know what?

At least if I fail,
I will be failing on my own terms.

And I can at least
give the birthday girl

a gift she actually wants.

Hey! Excuse me.

Candy, this one's for you.

♪ You're probably with
that blonde girl ♪

♪ Who always made me doubt ♪

♪ She's so much older than me ♪

♪ She's everything
I'm insecure about ♪

♪ Yeah,
today I drove through the suburbs ♪

♪ 'Cause how could I
ever love someone else? ♪

Whoo! All right!

♪ And I know we weren't perfect ♪

♪ But I never felt this way ♪

♪ For no one ♪

♪ And I just can't imagine ♪

♪ How you could be so okay ♪

♪ Now that I'm gone ♪

♪ Guess you didn't mean ♪

♪ What you wrote in
that song about me ♪

♪ 'Cause you said forever ♪

♪ Now I drive alone past your street. ♪

Hey, uh, Candy! Screw Princeton!

Girl power! Own the patriarchy!

Bye!

Adam.

- Are you okay?
- How could you?

How could I...?

Drop the act, Mother.

Every time I think you've found
an ounce of maternal instinct,

you prove me wrong... But you...

- you've gone too far this time.
- Oh, please.

You will thank me eventually.

That Tasmanian trollop was
never good enough for you.

No, the only person who's not
good enough for me is you.

We're done.

- Adam...
- No.

I really don't think I
could ever forgive you.

Thanks for coming.

Beer?

I won't bill you for half of it,
I promise.

Look...

I've been running the hotel by
myself for the last two years,

and I guess I am just not used
to waiting for someone else

- to weigh in.
- I know. I get it, but...

But that's no excuse.
I trust your judgment,

and I shouldn't have hired Leo
without talking to you first.

And I should have listened
to you about the budget.

So I'm sorry.

So am I.

I may have been a little overeager

about hitting the budget thing so hard.

And after you left,

I had to finish out our
match with a ball boy.

We lost. Quickly.

You and I are clearly a good team.

- We are.
- And then, I stopped at The High Beam

for a drink and to
feel sorry for myself,

but I had all of our bags,

and there wasn't a single
damn place to hang them.

- Purse hooks.
- Purse hooks.

You were right.

I've obviously got a lot
to learn about design.

And I've got a lot to learn
about trusting my partner.

Tomorrow, I'll tell Leo
we need to take a step back

so you and I can make
this decision together.

And don't worry, I know you hit me
with the ball by mistake.

Yeah. It was totally a mistake.

Mm-hmm.

How did it go?

- With Kirby?
- No, with the hospital board.

- Cristal, I'm...
- It's okay.

I knew it was a long shot.

Thank you for trying.

They approved it.

What? Really?

We can start treatment
next week in Atlanta.

I'll give you all the details tomorrow.

This is so great.

Thank you.

Oh...

Please tell me that's not the last piece

of Mrs. Gunnerson's chess pie.

I was really counting on that
to get me through the shame

of destroying my family dynasty.

Also, I didn't eat anything
at the sweet sixteen.

It is the last piece.

I would say sorry,
but this pie is my only consolation

in a world in which apparently
I'm too old to compete.

Mm. If it makes you feel any better,

tonight I was passed
over for being too young.

Evidently there is no right
age to be a woman in business.

It would be one thing if
it was about the work.

I did really good work.

But one old man doesn't think
I'm marketable, so that's it.

Turns out you still have
to be a blonde pixie

with a half a million
Instagram followers

to make it past the gatekeepers.

You're right. Maybe...

we can't wait for the patriarchy

to decide we're worthy.

Maybe we have to do this our way,

until we can't be denied.

Thank you, Dominique.

It's almost dawn.

Where have you been?

- Out.
- Uh, that's not a good enough answer.

Fine. Out with Oliver.

Do I need to remind you

that the last time you
got involved with Oliver,

you went to jail?

And what would you know about it?

You weren't even around.

I've always watched out for you,
wherever I was.

Well, who do you think
paid for your barrister?

Gee, thanks. Let me just go find your
"father of the year" award.

Do you really want to
go back to all that?

You robbed a nursing home,
for God's sake.

Spare me the lecture. I'm an adult.

Now you see, that's the first thing
you've said that I agree with.

You are an adult, and you are free

to you live your life any way you like.

Just not here.

And not like this.

So you're kicking me out?

Unless you decide you want
to change your behavior.

So, there's nothing further to discuss.

Trust me, for your own good.

When you're ready, I'll be here.

No, you won't.

Because all you've ever
done is abandon me.

Leo, hey. Thanks for coming.

So, we should have a
date set for your hearing

by the end of the day.

- Great news.
- Yep.

The crew's gonna stop by here later

to look at the site. Stick around.

You'll be spending a
lot of time with them

over the next couple of months.

You should probably
get used to the faces.

Yeah, I need to talk to you about that.

You see, um,

hiring your crew might have
been a little premature,

and we need to pump the brakes.

My partner and I want to evaluate

all our options before we
completely commit to you.

No problem. I get it.

You do?

- Thanks for understanding.
- Just like I'm sure you get that...

I can't guarantee you a
spot on the council schedule

if we're no longer working together.

Whether we hire you or not,

I'm happy to pay your
administrative fee.

Thing is... I just don't know
if I can trust you anymore.

And my guys really don't like it

when someone goes back on their word.

- Well, I'm sure, but...
- What can I say?

They're hotheads.

Sometimes they act out
in not so pleasant ways.

I'm sure your hotel will be fine,
though.

Is this some kind of threat?

It's, uh...

free advice.

Uh...

You know what? Forget I said anything.

We'll use your crew.

They sound great.

Perfect.

I'll give you a call in a couple
of hours about that hearing.

Drinking breakfast again?

Never a good sign.

Adam found out what I did

and never wants to speak to me again.

And since Oliver is still in town,

I can only assume that you are
going from here to the police.

Oh.

I am not.

- Same, please.
- Excuse me?

Last night,
I asked Kirby to leave the manor.

I don't know when I'll
talk to her again.

So you went with tough love?

I did what I had to do.

The point is,
you and I have already lost a child.

And now I've lost a second one.

If there's any chance
that you can repair

your relationship with Adam,

I'm not gonna get in the way.

I destroyed the recording.

Your son is safe.

Thank you.

Thank you.

They sure don't make it easy, do they?

To parenthood.

Indeed.

$40 a share? That can't be right.

Oh, it's right all right.

What, did Trask have a change of heart?

Oh, no. Absolutely not.

In fact, he might have actually filed

a restraining order against me.

Fortunately,
he's not the only Trask with clout.

Oh, what, does he have a brother?

Ah, and the patriarchy rides again.

No, Candy... the birthday girl...

she has a huge following on TikTok.

And after we left, she created
an original audio Dubsmash challenge

- of my performance.
- Yeah. Translation, please.

All you need to know
is that it went viral,

and now a huge celebrities
like Lizzo want

a piece of this scrappy,
female-owned business.

Well, sometimes
all you need is a little luck.

Luck? Luck you.

My PR team worked overnight
to make this happen.

And with what I'm
paying them in overtime,

I wouldn't be surprised
if they're all laying

on a yacht in Mykonos right now.

Well, I am impressed, huh?

Hey, another tool for our toolbox.

Yeah, about that...

There's not gonna be a toolbox anymore.

Or an "our."

Are you firing me?

I don't believe in labels, but yes.

I am.

I mean, if the sweet sixteen
taught me anything,

it's that fathers are fathers.

I value your opinion so much

that I second-guess myself
when I need to stand on my own.

Yeah. Yeah, I get that.

I'm very proud of you.

You're gonna do great without me.

Thank you. Oh, I did get you
a going away present.

Do you remember that, uh,

private airline company
you wanted me to buy?

Yeah. Primetime Private Air.

I bought it and I'm giving it to you.

Well, this is a very generous severance.

Maybe I'll be able to finally
get my pilot's license.

I can take you someplace
fun for your 30th birthday.

Or you could just get
me another Porsche.

Are you okay?

It's probably best this way,

not having to see her at
breakfast every morning.

You've done so much for me.

I mean, beyond what I ever expected.

So if there's anything I can do to help,

just say the word.

Karen?

Hey, um, I wanted
to talk to you about using

the Rosenthal grant money

for the research trial
I was telling you about.

You mentioned that in the meeting.

It's still not possible.

Nah, I think you're gonna be able
to find a way to make it work,

especially the hospital's
been so generous

in, uh, making your sister's
treatment possible.

Excuse me?

Melinda Strauss. Age 42.

That's your sister, right?

Coma patient. She was in a car accident.

Been here for a couple of months.

According to her file,

she is receiving care at a
drastically reduced rate.

The board approved that.

She doesn't have insurance, so...

Which is why it would be sad

if we had to kick her out.

You can't do this.

Of course,
it may not be a problem for you

for too much longer.

I mean, coma patients go

into spontaneous respiratory
failure all the time.

What do you want?

My research trial starts Monday.

Find the money.

My dad kicked me out.

Can I crash with you tonight?

Unfortunately, Alexis cut off my tab,

and without the paycheck
from the photo shoot,

I can't even afford a crappy motel.

So it looks like we're both out
of a place to sleep tonight.

Who needs sleep?

You do make a good point.

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