All language subtitles for Dynasty - 02x02 - The Verdict.DVDRip.English.orig

All rise.

Do you have a verdict?

We do, Your Honor.

Please hand the verdict to the bailiff.

The verdict appears to be in order.

Will the clerk
please read the verdict?

"People of the State of Colorado
v. Blake Carrington.

Docket number 81 -CD-1 34.

We, the jury in the above entitled case
find the defendant, Blake Carrington,

guilty."

- No. I did not--
- Sit down.

Order, or I'll clear this courtroom.

"Guilty of voluntary manslaughter.
Joanna Hill, foreman."

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,
is this your verdict?

So say you one, so say you all?

Yes.

Does the defense
wish to have the jury polled?

No, Your Honor.

The prosecution?

No, Your Honor.

Mr. Carrington, are you prepared for
immediate sentence from this court?

Yes, I am.

Please rise.

The defendant is hereby sentenced
to two years in state prison.

On the recommendation of the jury,
that sentence is hereby suspended

and the defendant
is placed on two years' probation.

Your Honor, I wanna make
a statement to this court.

- I am not guilty.
- Blake, shut up.

This whole thing
has been a travesty.

The only crime here
has been the trial.

The real crime
is letting this man off on probation.

Don't press your luck,
Mr. Carrington.

And Mr. Dunham, one more outburst
from you and I'll hold you in contempt.

This case is closed.

All rise.

That was a real smart move, Laird,

not cross-examining
the first Mrs. Carrington.

I wonder what scared you off?

Must have been
something real tasty.

Krystle, would you excuse us
both for a moment?

Blake.

We didn't win, Blake,
but we didn't lose.

There are worse things
than probation.

I want my name cleared.
I want an appeal.

Now, you draw up
the papers today.

Blake, know when to leave
well enough alone.

Why? I didn't murder that boy.

Now, you get me that appeal.

To accomplish what?

You have enough to contend with.

An appeal would only keep
feeding them more bad publicity.

It would keep the story alive.

Trust me.

Why did she strap me into these?

I've been in a mental institution.
I thought this was a hospital.

It is. It is.
But we can't keep sedating you,

and we can't release our patients
until they're ready to leave.

- And you're not.
- I'm fine.

- Look, I've never been better.
- You're not fine. You don't look fine.

Besides, we've got this thing about
our patients trying to sneak out on us.

Pride. Ego. You know?

Look, I will make sure
that no one straps you down again,

if you just give us a break.

Stay put for a while, huh?

I have to find my daughter.

I know that.

You know that?
Well, if you know it, why can't I go?

Do you know
that I also can't pay my bill?

Do you know that too, doctor?

Do you know
that my husband left me?

I don't have any money. I'm broke.

The bills are of no concern,
Mrs. Blaisdel.

You can stay here
as long as necessary.

Everything's been taken care of.

By who?

Mr. Carrington. Blake Carrington.

Dad. Can we talk?

What's there to talk about, Steven?
You got what you wanted, didn't you?

The guards have cooperated
to keep the press back

but they're ten deep
around the elevator downstairs.

Is there some back way out?

Yes. Come on.

What's the matter, darling,
are you all right?

I just need some air.

I'll talk to you later.

- Mr. Carrington.
- Yes?

Ty Meredith
from Inside Finance Magazine.

- Home office, New York.
- What can I do for you?

I'm doing a story
on Denver-Carrington.

Specifically, how is this trial
gonna affect the company,

from your point of view?

Well, I'll give you the headline.

- Blake, please, no--
- No, Andrew.

As a matter of fact,
I'll give you the story. Very brief.

Save your magazine gallons of ink.
Business as usual.

Well, how can that be,
Mr. Carrington?

You've just been convicted
of manslaughter.

Get your hand off of me.

Or what, sir? More manslaughter?

No, just a punch in the gut.

- And I'd be happy to deliver it for him.
- All right.

You've had your chance,
Mr. Carrington.

I'm gonna write that article
with or without your cooperation.

Thank you, Jeff.

Are you all right, Daddy?

I'm all right, fine.

Blake, that guy, forget it.

- It's not important.
- lsn't it?

I control Denver-Carrington

with the proxies
of stockholders who trust me.

How long are they gonna trust a man
who's been branded a killer?

Fourth-floor nurses' station, please.

Yes, I'd like to inquire
about the condition of a patient.

Mrs. Claudia Blaisdel.

Yes, I did call earlier.

Still stable?

Thank you.

It's after 3.

Is it? I hadn't really noticed.

Bran muffins.

Bran muffins.

See, I have this nervous habit
of getting up in the middle of the night

and baking every time my father
gets convicted of manslaughter.

And they just happen to be your
father's favorite, Fallon, right?

You know, I'm reminded
of a little girl I used to know.

Used to come down to this kitchen
the night before his birthday,

every year,

and very furiously whip up
a surprise breakfast for him.

Of chocolate fudge.

She loved him very much then.

It's good to see that she still does.

You know what's good to see?
That you're still his friend.

Despite the difference
in our stations, yes,

we're good friends,
Mr. Carrington and l.

Stay good friends with him, Joseph.

Because you and l, we're all
he's really got left around here.

Well, that makes two of us
that can't sleep.

- Would you like a brandy?
- Yes.

Thanks.

What happened in the courtroom
this morning was so unfair, Blake.

Miscarriages of justice
are as old as the law itself.

Well, it's done. At least for now.

Of course, I'll appeal. I'll...

Do you know
what I've been doing tonight?

Taking stock of my life.

Business and personal.

And how I've always used
force of one kind or another

to get what I wanted.

Now, that night I could have ordered
Ted Dinard out of my son's life,

not pushed him or pushed him back,
however it happened.

You didn't mean for him to die.

No, I didn't. But...

He is dead. And the cost...

There's got to be a better way.

Can I change?

You have the strength
to do anything you want.

Do you know what I want?

I want to go back to bed.

Your bed.

Why?

It's not a night to be alone,
not for either of us.

What's the matter?

I'm not a charity case.
I don't need to be pitied.

- It's not pity.
- What is it, then?

Love.

When I left you that night,
I was hurt.

And when I came back,
I was still hurt.

But not anymore.

I love you, Blake.

And I need you.

It's that simple.

Oh, we're back to the old stand?

Or did you just drop in
to mend his socks?

Your father and l
were together last night.

Oh, I'll bet you were.

And I don't have to guess
who mailed out the invitation.

Tell me something, Krystle.

Do you really think
going to bed with him

makes up for him
being found guilty?

I don't.

It's thanks to what you did,
walked out of that courtroom

when my mother was testifying,
that swayed the jury against him.

I did not walk out on him.
I was sick.

But not too sick
to bed down with him.

Look, I have a husband,
you have a husband.

I stay out of your marriage,
you stay out of mine.

- Is that an order--?
- All right, now, that is enough.

This is still my house.

And from now on,
it's going to be a united house.

If you want to continue to live in it,
Fallon, you better get that straight.

Bravo.

Oh, are we at the opera?

Did the fat lady sing her high C
and expire gloriously?

Your father is going through
one of the roughest times in his life,

and you attack Krystle
for loving and supporting him.

Give me a break, Jeff.

Oh, are you going
to punch me in the gut,

or something equally spectacular?

I mean I was impressed.

Can't you understand
that she loves him,

the way I love you
and the way you should love me.

Why don't you go downstairs
and join them for breakfast?

Aren't you coming?

I'm suddenly not hungry.

Neither am l, really.

Well, then suck on a grapefruit.
You do love grapefruit too.

- Hello.
- Hello, Mother Blaisdel, it's Claudia.

- What is it?
- I have to talk to you.

Is it true what they said about you?
About you and that man?

- Yes.
- Yes.

It disgusted me, Claudia.
Just like you disgust me.

Do you realize
how that made me feel? Do you?

- Yes.
- Do you really?

Yes, I do.

My son did everything for you.

No man was a better husband.

How many other men
would have taken that overseas job

in that Mideast hell, just so he could
pay to keep you in that sanitarium?

Matthew was very good to me.
He was a wonderful husband.

But he's taken Lindsay.

And-- And you blame him for that?

Yes, I blame him for that.
She's my child too. She's my daughter.

Look, Mother, please,
if you know where they are--

Claudia, you don't expect me
to tell you that.

Of course, I expect you to--
Look, I'm begging you.

Do you want me to beg you?
I'm begging you.

Please tell me.

Claudia?

Hi.

I came by yesterday
but you were sleeping.

I'm here to...

I'm here to tell you how sorry I am
for what I've done to you,

to your life,
about Matthew and Lindsay,

and what's happened.

I don't blame you, Steven.

And you shouldn't blame yourself.

Nobody forced me to be with you.

Nobody forced me
to be unfaithful to Matthew.

I've loved two people, Ted and you.

I've cost him his life,
I've destroyed yours.

Steven, please go.

I don't want to be
with anybody right now.

Maybe ever.

Please, go.

Yes?

Mrs. Carrington is here
to see you, sir.

She is?
Well, send her in, please, Marcia.

Hello, Blake.

What do you want here?

To talk.

Well, if you'll forgive me, I'm busy.

You always were busy, Blake.

I like it. Very nice.

Much bigger than the office
that you used to have.

Excellent decorator.
Anyone I know?

Blake, I'm sorry
that I had to come back.

You didn't have to come back.

You're right.
I wanted to come back.

I wanted my revenge.
My sweet, sweet revenge.

Only it turned out, after I got it,
not to be so sweet after all.

I heard the verdict
and there was no satisfaction.

- No?
- No.

Because I saw you standing there,

so wounded and yet so proud.

Your pride was always one
of your most attractive qualities, Blake.

You always did circle
before you attacked, Alexis.

All right, what is it?

- You still despise me, don't you?
- That's a good enough word.

Sometimes I think that you
despised me even before that night.

And I certainly know
that you've despised me since.

But that was me and Roger Grimes.
That was not Steven.

What does Steven
have to do with this?

Don't take out on your son
what you feel about his mother.

I'm not. Now, is that it?

No. No, that is not it.

You do, Blake. You do.

I saw the way you rejected him
in that courtroom.

- It was disgusting.
- Disgusting?

What was disgusting was the way
you got up on that stand

and said what you said.

I don't wanna talk about that.
I'm talking about our son.

He's a beautiful,
sensitive young man.

Whose lifestyle-- Thanks to you,

who made him into a mama's boy
when he was a child.

--put me in that courtroom.

What about you?

You've had him
for 1 6 formative years.

You've had every opportunity
to mold him into your image,

your strong, macho image.

But I didn't.

And what we have instead
is a beautiful, sensitive young man.

Exactly.

Who needs to be handled.

Who the devil are you
to come in here

and tell me how to manage
or not manage my children?

- I'm his mother.
- Their mother.

I was talking about Steven.

All right. You came back.

You said what you had to do,
both here and in the courtroom.

Now please leave.

This office, this building
and this city.

Blake,

I go or I stay where I choose.

Michael?

Michael?

- Oh, Joseph, where's Michael?
- Yes?

Excuse me a moment.

Red roses in the living room,
yellows in the library.

- Yes, Fallon?
- Where's Michael?

In the kitchen,
loading up on freebie?

Not quite. He's gone.

Gone where?

Well, I don't know.
He doesn't work here anymore.

I fired him today.

You what?

I dismissed him.

With a month's severance pay,
of course.

Where's my father?

He's about to have lunch
in the dining room.

You want Michael hired back
and Joseph scolded?

Well, I said reprimanded,
but scolded will do just fine.

Well, you lose this one, Fallon.

What does that mean?

Joseph was simply
carrying out my orders.

The decision to fire my chauffeur
and your in-house stud was mine.

Michael paid for his mistakes.
Why'd you have to fire him?

- Why?
- Because he was lazy and inept.

That's why.

Now, I'm busy and I'm tired.

Oh, Daddy, I know you are.

I know what you've been through,
how you felt in that court.

It was so unfair.
It was all that woman's fault.

You mean your mother?

Don't call her that. Please, don't.

She's nothing to me.
If she's anything, she's dirt.

How could she hate a man like you,
a wonderful man like you?

Hard to fathom, isn't it?

Yeah. So can I have Michael back?

No.

He was fired
at this wonderful man's order

and he's not coming back.

And from now on,
this family is going to shape up.

Take on a new look and stance.
The morally upright Carringtons.

- Is that it?
- That's exactly it.

The judge put you on probation,
not me.

Fallon, I will ignore that
because I know you didn't mean it.

But from now on, you are going
to learn to behave decently,

if it kills you.

I don't need a carbon copy
of your mother in this house.

And that's what you are sometimes.

And it sickens me, do you hear?
It sickens me.

It's so nice to have you home
for lunch.

I can't tell you how pleasant it is
to get away for an hour.

Blake, I don't know
if this is the right time

or climate to talk about this, but--

Talk about what?

Well, it's about Steven.

What about Steven?

This morning, you talked about
the whole family being united.

And yesterday in court, when
Steven came up to you, he tried--

Not that again, damn it.

Twice in one day, from both wives.
Now, that's enough.

Krystle, the last subject on earth

I wanna hear another word about
are my children.

So help me, there are times
when I wished I'd never had them.

You can't mean that.

I do mean it.
I mean it from my soul.

Where are you going?

Upstairs. I don't feel like lunch now.

No. No, stay.
I want you to hear this.

That night that I forced you--

The night that I wanted you
to have my child.

It was even a bigger mistake
than you thought.

The last reward that I need
is another child.

And you were quite right
to be angry with me.

Blake, we've been through this.

Yes, but it's settled now.
Really settled.

I was wrong and you were right.
I don't need another child.

I'm sorry. I'm really very sorry.

You're the last person
I wanna take this out on.

Say something.

- What am I supposed to say?
- Say that you forgive me.

I know, I know.

It's become a habit,
my outbursts and then you saying:

"Blake, that's all right, really.
It's-- Really, it's all right."

We've been through
so much together.

Please forgive me. Please?

I do.

Well, you're angry.

Outraged is a better word.

You really wanted
to see him locked up, didn't you?

Of course I wanted him locked up.
Didn't you?

Now, when you agreed to testify,
I assumed...

Don't assume, Mr. Dunham.

I thought that good lawyers
never assumed.

Blake Carrington was found guilty.
Isn't that what you wanted?

You've scored your points.

You've helped to blacken
a powerful man's name.

Isn't that enough for you?

You're a very complicated woman,
Mrs. Carrington. You know that?

It's been said of me a few times.
In a few languages.

You volunteered to come up here
and testify against Blake Carrington.

Which you did, very effectively.

And now you're telling me
that this murderer

should be allowed
to walk around free.

I'm not telling you anything.
You invited me here, remember?

To ask me something, no doubt.

To ask me what, Mr. Dunham?

In our conversation

and your testimony.

Is there anything
you haven't told us?

Anything you left out.

Any closets with skeletons
that you haven't opened up for us.

You're not very subtle, are you?

Why don't you just come right out
and say it?

That you would love
to have something else,

anything on Blake Carrington.

Listen, Mrs. Carrington,
I just watched Blake Carrington

destroy the lives of two people
that I care very much about.

Matthew and Claudia Blaisdel.
For no reason.

There was no way those people
could possibly hurt him.

Yes, you're right.
I want Blake Carrington

and I want him real bad.

Well, I wish I could help you.

But I'm afraid there are no skeletons
in my closet, Mr. Dunham.

Come on, now.
Come on, Mrs. Carrington. Look.

When we talked that first time
on the phone

when you were in Acapulco,

you certainly implied

that there were some bones
rattling around.

- Did l?
- Yes, you did.

You filled me in
on the Roger Grimes affair.

And then you said,
"There'll be more."

And that's a direct quote,
Mrs. Carrington.

"There'll be more."

Must have been a bad connection
on your end.

Thank you for lunch.

All right, Mrs. Carrington,
I know when to give up.

So I give up.

But if your memory should improve,

get in touch with me, all right?

I'll use that information
where it'll do the most good.

Let me know
when you go back to Mexico.

I'll have a car take you to the airport.

That's very kind of you,
but I'm not leaving Denver yet.

Not until
all my business is finished.

Who's in here?

I.

I thought I saw the door open.
How did you get past the gate?

I told the gateman who I was.

Need I remind you, Joseph?

Need I remind you
there is a present Mrs. Carrington?

Still the haughty major-domo.
But I really shouldn't complain.

After all, I'm the one who hired you
and taught you.

You certainly appreciated it then.

I would appreciate knowing
what you are doing here now.

I am revisiting my past.

Checking up on my progress
as an artist.

I wasn't very good then,
was l, Joseph?

I'm not a critic.

Tinker, tailor, house spy, perjurer,

but not a critic.

Oh, well, I don't suppose
we can be everything to everyone.

Perjurer?

I don't think-- In fact, I know

that not all of what you said
on the stand was true.

I see.

Does that mean that we are even,
so to speak?

Us, even?

You have reminded me
that I am simply a major-domo.

How could we ever be even?

- I'd like to be alone here.
- Well, of course.

Alone with your
tenderest memories.

Mrs. Carrington, there's something

that I think one of the servants
should bring to you.

- Really? And what is that?
- Yes.

It's a scrapbook that I've kept
through the years.

What sort of scrapbook?

It's about you.

Clippings from newspapers.

You know, those scandal sheets.

They sell so well
in the local supermarkets these days.

Joseph, don't tell me
that you read that trash.

Do you, Joseph?
Alone, at night, in bed.

Well, it's the only way I've kept track
of your travels and doings.

Titillating stuff. Very titillating.

That party with those beach boys.
On the isle of Kauai, was it?

And that terrible row
on the Greek tycoon's yacht

between you and his wife,
that wretchedly unhappy woman.

Go on, Joseph.

You really want me to?

It would take an hour
to review your past.

You always were insolent.

You thrive on it, don't you?

Well...

Depends on who my target is.

You just happen to be
a built-in bull's-eye.

Poor, lonely Joseph.

Still the impotent voyeur.

I'd love to see the scrapbook, Joseph.
Do send it over.

That will be all.

Mr. Carrington, Mr. Laird.
Your usual?

- Yes, Bernie, the usual.
- You look real chipper, counselor.

Well, I just won an argument
with my friend here and I'm buying.

I'm gonna use the phone.
I'll be right back.

Well, Mr. Prosecutor.

Mr. Carrington.

Making notes
in case there's an appeal?

- Maybe.
- Not gonna be an appeal.

Really?

No, we decided not to pursue it,
even though I am innocent.

Innocent.

Let me remind you, Carrington,
you were convicted.

You're a very lucky man just
to be walking around on these streets.

Strange, isn't it, Dunham?

How you always seem to make
the wrong choices.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, I offered you a lot of money once
to play on my football team.

You opted instead
to go to law school.

What'd you do
with your legal career?

Another wrong choice.

You decided to advance
your political career at my expense

by using the accidental death
of some homosexual who--

Wait a minute, pal. Wait a minute.

Look, I don't even know
if you're capable of understanding this.

I don't care whether Ted Dinard
was a homosexual

or a heterosexual or an asexual.

My job is to defend
the rights of people--

All different kinds of people.

--by prosecuting violations
of the law.

The law.

Now I know what they mean
by that expression:

"Justice is blind."

It is blind.

Because of people like you, pal.

- Who is it?
- It's Krystle.

Hello, Steven.

Krystle.

I tried calling quite a few times
but there was no answer,

so I thought I'd just drop by.

I'd like to talk to you
about your father.

I'd rather not.

Steven,

I'm not your father
and I never tried to be your mother.

But I am your friend.

On that basis, may I come in?

Someone to see you.

Well, Steven...

About the other day,

sorry for being abrupt
and walking away from you.

That's in the past, Dad.

- This is now.
- Yes.

You do realize that I was under
considerable strain and pressure.

- I do.
- That verdict

saying that I was guilty
when I was not guilty.

But, as you say,
that's in the past.

Now we Carringtons have
to look into the future.

Make sure that our name stands
for something that's good.

I've spoken to Fallon.

As for you, Steven,

considering what's happened,

I'm sure that you're ready
to change some of your values.

My values?

You'd like me
to move back home again.

Well, it's nice to hear
you use that word.

Because this is your home.
It always has been and always will be.

Go on working my way up
with Denver-Carrington?

That's right. That's where
your future is. You know that.

And date the right kind of girls?

I mean, say,
the Randolphs' daughter.

You like her parents.

Yes, Krystle and I do like them.
They're good people.

Now, as for us,

Iet me say that, on my part,
I'm willing to make the first move

to forgive you
for having testified against me.

Me, your father,
and some rather damaging testimony.

I told the truth.

You what?

I told the truth, Dad.

And you forgiving me...

Well, let me say this:

I don't forgive you.

Then why the hell
did you come to this house?

For some remorse.

Whose remorse?

Yours. Remorse.
To try to find some of it in your heart.

Just a little.

But it's just business
at the same old stand, isn't it?

You forgive me.

I can't believe you said that.

Steven.

Don't you walk away from me.
I'm your father.

With a father like you,
I'd rather be an orphan.

Ted wasn't enough, was he?

No, you're not gonna be satisfied
until you've destroyed all of us.

I should have known
that it wouldn't work.

How could it, Blake?

The other evening, you said
things would change around here.

They haven't.

Things?
You're talking about me, aren't you?

Are you walking out
on me too, Krystle?

Krystle?

Krys--

Joseph? Joseph!

Call Dr. Miller immediately.

Oh, darling.

I know, it's this trial.
It's gotten to all of us, the strain.

It's not the strain.

I think I'm pregnant.

Dr. Miller still up
with Mrs. Carrington?

Why's he taking so long?

I don't know.
I've come about something else.

Well, that can wait.
I must see the doctor first.

I'm sorry, but I think this is something
you should look into now.

And just what do you think
you are doing here?

Hotels have always bored me.
Except maybe the du Cap in Antibes.

Why aren't you headed back
to Acapulco?

Maybe I'm getting tired
of wandering.

Maybe I'm getting tired
of all that Mexican food.

And that hot sun is so bad
for one's skin.

All right, I asked you once,
now I want a straight answer.

Just what do you think
you're doing here?

Exactly what it looks like.

This studio is mine, remember?

You gave it to me
when Steven was born,

Iock, stock and barrel.

And no law in the country
can change that.

Not even yours.

I'm moving in.