All language subtitles for Dynasty - 02x05 - Reconciliation.DVDRip.English.orig

Excuse me,
I wanna check in with my service.

Steven, can you hear me?

Please hear me, son.

I want you to be all right.

I want you to know
how much I love you.

I've always loved you.

We've had our differences,

but it doesn't matter now.

Can you hear that, son?

If you do...

...squeeze my hand, son.

Please.

Blake.

Is he ever going to come out of this?

And if he does,

is he gonna be all right?

- How is he?
- He's still in a coma.

Now, darling, you're tired.

I want you to go home
and get some rest.

- Now, it's been a very, very long night.
- For you too, Blake.

- I wanna stay. I wanna wait with you.
- There's nothing that you can do here.

Well, at least I can see him.
I want to.

I know, I know.

But the doctors say that
it's just his mother and me for now.

Blake.

Blake, please come back inside.
Our place is with our son.

Yes, I'll be with you
in a minute, Alexis.

Now, look, I really must insist.

Nick.

Would you take Krystle home
for me, please?

Of course.

I thank you very much.
I appreciate it.

Do you mind if we stop for coffee
on the way home?

Of course not.

Listen to that. Isn't that beautiful?

Pete, the owner,
he's a nut for classical music.

About the only the time of day he gets
a chance to play it, when it's dead.

Here's a table.

Two espressos, please.

Ashkenazy.

What?

The pianist. Vladimir Ashkenazy.

Beautiful touch.

When I was age 5, I thought
every kid on the Lower East Side

took piano lessons
from Professor Saumelli.

"Your fingers are like little hammers.
Two...four and..."

I still fool around with it
once in a while.

Ravel and a few others
wrote pieces for the left hand.

- What's wrong with your right--?
- Right hand?

Just a little accident.

It's a story, no big deal.

I'll tell you about it someday.

Since we're on the subject of hands,

why don't we talk about yours?

About the bum hand you feel
you've been dealt, as they say.

The one that's bothering you
right now.

Alexis?

Is that her name?

The first Mrs. Carrington.

Sounds like the title
of a trashy novel.

She's Steven's mother.
And she's not bothering me.

Stop kidding yourself.

If you don't mind, Dr. Toscanni,
I'd rather not pursue this.

It's still Nick.

- And you see her as a threat.
- I'm not one of your patients, Nick.

And if I ever want a psychiatrist,
I'll make an appointment.

- She's no threat to you, Krystle.
- Please, that's enough.

Don't interrupt me
when I'm on a hot roll.

And never, ever interrupt me
and Ashkenazy.

You do see her as a threat,

suddenly coming back
into Blake's life.

A woman he didn't want
in his life any longer.

He's with her now
and not with you. Why?

Because their son's in bad shape.

That's not hard to understand.

Hey, come on, Krystle.

You should realize something
about yourself.

More important than your beauty,

you're a good woman.

- And believe me, I've seen a lot of--
- And I'm one of the good ones.

You're interrupting me again.
Yeah, you're damn good.

That's rare in your circle these days.
You're a prize, a valuable prize.

It's about time you recognize
just how great your value is.

Your husband does.

I know Blake pretty well.

He can be ruthless sometimes.
But dumb? No.

He's not about to trade
platinum for tin.

I'm finished.

You may speak now.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

For the consultation,

I'll send a check in the morning.
What is it, $65?

For you,

75.

That's because you can be
as aggravating as hell sometimes.

Waiter, give her the check.

Oh, thanks, Blake.

Oh, thank you, Daddy.

- Thanks.
- It's black.

The machine ran out of cream.

It doesn't matter.

I talked to the head nurse, Alexis.

There's a room down the hall
where you can rest.

Oh, no, Blake, no, I'm staying here.

I'll call you if he comes around.

When he comes around.

Daddy, what the doctor said
about brain damage...

He only said "possible."

Steven?

This is room 21 1.
Have Dr. Waverly paged.

Steven. Oh, thank God.

Steven.

What happened?

There was an accident
and you were hurt,

but you're going to be all right now.

My bed. This isn't--

It's a hospital, son.

Accident? I don't remember.

At the house.

The pool. You were running--

What house? What pool? When?

Now, Steven.

I'm your father. You remember me.

Father?

Steven.

It's me, Fallon.

Fallon?

You went off to find a rainbow.

Yes.

I'm your mother
and I'm back with you.

- Pool?
- It doesn't matter, son.

I don't remember any pool.

Running?

My head. What's wrong with my head?
Why won't it work?

It's all right, it's all right.
You recognized us.

My head.

Fog.

It's cold.

It's so cold,

- so dark.
- You're gonna be all right.

I'm afraid.

Now, Steven, you must rest.

Just close your eyes.

Just rest.

That's it.

Rest.

Thank you.

Well, you don't have to stand there
and wither.

Come on in.

Joseph didn't tell me
you were in the house.

Well, where else would I be,
Krystle?

My son is coming home today
and the doctors are pleased.

And I am ecstatic.

A little nervous, but ecstatic.

And you don't have to fret
about the flowers.

They're not from your garden.

I had them sent in from Jurgen's.

Aren't they lovely?

Most of his things are here.
I went over to his apartment last night

and I did some packing
and brought his clothes over.

At least what's necessary for now.

So you needn't concern yourself
that he won't be comfortable.

Oh, he will be, Alexis.
Very comfortable.

I've arranged
for a round of private nurses.

Oh, yes, well,
that's terribly sweet of you,

but it won't be necessary.

I heard about your thoughtfulness
and I cancelled them.

Well, how did I do?

Terrific. Your time's 1 8 seconds
better than yesterday's.

Not bad for an old man, huh?

- Want a ride to work?
- That'd be great.

Hop on. Race starts in an hour.

You're gonna have customers
before that.

Thanks for the lift, Pop.

How'd you do?

Terrific.

According to Sammy Jo.

That little tramp becoming your coach
and private cheerleader, Frank?

I don't wanna hear that.

Besides, she's only trying to help.

Well, maybe I'm just becoming
a little annoyed

that she's taking too much time
away from us.

We don't have any privacy
around here as it is.

What do you want me to do, Bedelia?
She's my kid, for crying out loud.

Some kid.

Do you know what I dreamt
last night, Frank?

I dreamt
that she was made of ice cream

and just sort of slowly melted away.

Give me a break, will you?

Reporters crowded around
earlier this afternoon

as Blake Carrington
and family members arrived

to take Denver-Carrington heir,
Steven Carrington,

home from the hospital.
Young Carrington has been under--

My God, that's Krystle.

When he nearly drowned
after falling into the family pool--

Who?

--Carrington mansion--

My sister-in-law may have just solved
our little problem.

What, especially, don't I like?

Tapioca.

Now, that's very interesting.

Because in the Freud section
of the Vienna Library

there's at least 1 0 books
on the subject.

People who hate tapioca.

The question was, what especially
don't you like about yourself?

You mean, aside from everything?

Oh, come on,
give me a break, will you?

That's an old Claudia-type answer.
At least give me a variation on theme.

I'm due that.

You're not due anything.
I don't owe you anything, doctor.

Well, you tell that to Blake Carrington.
He's picking up the tab.

The only thing
Blake Carrington is doing

is trying to find out where
my daughter is so I can go to her.

That's it.

All right.

Meanwhile, what do you choose to do?
You choose to walk around here alone.

You sit up there in your room
and eat alone.

Krystle has invited
you down for coffee, but no,

to go shopping together, no.
You choose to be alone.

Why?

Because I'm growing
fonder and fonder

of my private world.

It's not real, Claudia.

I have nothing to contribute
to the real world.

No self-esteem.

- Minimal, okay?
- No, damn it.

Because without it, we rot.

Why are you out here today?

Well, I wanted to take a walk, alone.

Sorry to crowd your fun.

It's all right.

You'll be gone in about 1 5 minutes,
back to your other patients.

As a matter of fact, I won't.

You've been exercising?

I mean, there's a pool here.
You swim?

Tennis courts. Do you play?

Horses, you go giddyup-giddyup?

Stop talking to me like I'm a child.

Well, I'm not getting anywhere
with you as an adult.

Hey.

Why don't you wait on that
for a while?

He just got home.
He still needs recovery time.

Okay?

You mean, you think I'm so neurotic
that if I go up to him to say hello

that I'm going to upset him?

Well, thank you, doctor.

Really, I mean that does wonders
for my self-esteem.

Claudia.

Whoa, Steven.

I thought it'd be best
if we gave you another room.

That all right with you?

That's good.

Well, what do you think?

It's fine, Dad.

I asked the others not to come up
just yet, Steven.

I wanted a couple of minutes
alone with you in here.

I had kind of a long speech prepared

about how sorry I am for everything
that's happened between us.

That's all behind us now.

I just wanted to say:

Welcome home, son.

It's good to be back.

Morning.

How's the Olympic swimmer today?

Welcome home, Steven.
How's your leg?

- It's fine.
- Blake.

Well, what do you say
we do a couple of neuro checks

Iike we did in the hospital, huh?

He doesn't waste much time,
does he?

- Come on, now.
- Nick.

Eyes closed, arms extended,
palms down.

Come on, come on, come on.

- Now, touch nose with left index.
- I don't understand, Nick.

Touch your nose
with your left index finger.

- I'm terrific.
- Return to your original position.

- Am I terrific?
- You are terrific, very good.

- Then why are you checking me out?
- Eyes open.

Okay, follow my hand.
Follow my hand.

So why is a shrink looking me over
if my brain is really okay?

You're terrific. Look, I got
my clothes wet saving your life.

Let's say I have a vested interest.

Everything's great, Steven.

Just get a couple of days' rest
and a good night's sleep.

"A nap during the day."
You told me that yesterday.

Oh, and you remembered.

Just take it easy,
don't push it, that simple.

Listen to the man, now.

- Bye-bye.
- Bye.

Oh, Nick.

I wanna know.

Has he really come out of this
with absolutely no brain damage?

It's too soon to tell, Blake.

Can't anything be done?

I'm afraid not.

It's gonna take time.

Well, I'm very, very grateful
to you, Nick.

For caring, for everything.

I'm in your debt.

Well, we all have debts
to settle, Blake.

Of one kind or another.

I'll be back to see him soon.

I shouldn't be any later
than 5 tonight, darling.

If you or Steven want me,
I'll be at the office.

It's so nice to see you happy.

Well, my son is home.
Apparently, he's forgiven me.

I have you
and you're carrying my child.

Yes, I am. I'm very happy.

Oh, by the way, it might be more
like 5:30. I have an errand to run.

Mrs. Carrington.

There's a man at the front gate
who says he wants to see you.

Well, who is it, Joseph?

His name is Frank Dean.

He insists he's your brother-in-law.

Have Mr. Dean
sent up to the house.

Frank?

Krystle.

Oh, you look great.
Long time, no see.

Thank you.

What a beautiful house this is.

Hey, I'm proud of you, kid.
You've done all right for yourself.

Come a long way
from Dayton, Ohio, huh?

I would have let you know
where I was

if you'd kept in touch after lris died.

Yeah, well,

I'll bet you're real sore about that.

I am, Frank.

She was my sister.

She had a baby, a niece, I'd like
very much to have kept in touch with.

Well, I didn't think you'd want to.

Let's face it.

You weren't exactly crazy
about the idea of lris

marrying a kid racecar driver
in the first place.

I don't blame you.

You had better ideas for her.

I just wanted her to be happy, Frank.
That's all.

I think she was.

I did my best.

Ask Sammy Jo.

- How is she?
- Oh, she's great.

She's not a baby anymore.

She's an innocent little beauty.

She's really beautiful.

She asked about
her Aunt Krystle a lot.

Wanted to know
where you were, what--

I said I didn't know.

Last I heard,
you were out West someplace.

Then I'm watching TV last night
and bang, there you are.

Your husband,

what, he's some kind of an oil big-shot
or something, huh? Your husband.

Don't get me wrong, Krystle.

I'm not here for a handout,
if that's what you're thinking.

Have a seat.

Look at this.

Well, what are you here for, Frank?

Well, Sammy Jo.

She wants to see you.

Well, I wanna see her, very much.
That's no problem.

Well, she wants to get to know you.

I mean, I don't mean just
getting together for tea, like they say.

I don't either.

She can stay a weekend, a week,
however long you'll be here.

I'm only gonna be here
another day or so.

I have to fly to Honolulu for a race.

It's a biggie.

They're bringing over
a lot of really good drivers.

The problem is, is that that they won't
pop for the airfare for my kid.

She's at a funny age, you know.

I really don't like to leave her alone.
I don't know what to do.

I just told you,
she can stay as long she'd like.

It might be a couple weeks.

- Fine.
- Really?

- Yeah.
- Great.

Boy. You're sure
your husband won't mind?

Oh, he won't mind.

It's a big house.

There are rooms here
I haven't even seen yet.

So it's all settled.

I'm sorry, Steven.
I didn't mean to awaken you.

What's the matter?

I know you.

Of course you do.

You're my father's wife.

Yes.

But I don't--

I can't remember your name.

Krystle.

Not a very common name.

- But I couldn't remember it.
- It's all right.

It's not. What's the matter with me?

Steven, please don't be frightened.
It's gonna be all right.

Krystle.

May I have a word
with you outside, please?

Excuse us, Steven.

You upset him.

He was having a problem
with my name.

- We were told it could happen.
- You upset him.

And I'm ordering you
not to upset him.

- Ordering me?
- Yes.

- It's my house.
- And I'm his mother.

Strange.

I mean, how he had trouble
remembering who you were.

My name.

He doesn't have any trouble at all
remembering who I am.

Must be a lot of tension in his mind
associated with you.

Strange. I mean you.

How you have this uncanny talent
for coloring things

the way you want them to appear.

Even when you're under oath
on the witness stand.

But that doesn't make them true,
Alexis.

So anyway, you're gonna be staying
with your Aunt Krystle

for the next couple weeks.

- Aunt Krystle? Mom's sister?
- Yeah.

I didn't even know
if she was dead or alive.

Hey, she's alive, Sammy Jo.
And living in a big house.

Hey, I mean big.

They got a swimming pool,

I'll bet it's as big as that track.

And servants.
They've got butlers, maids.

Hey, honey, I could never afford
a vacation like this for you.

Honey.

But I don't wanna
be with a bunch of strangers.

Why can't I go with you
like I always have?

Please, Daddy?

Bedelia's going, isn't she?

Yeah.

Oh, look, pumpkin,
I just want you to have some fun.

I mean, some real fun.

I want you to be waited on
like a princess.

Which is what you are.
You know that.

Hey, you might even get a couple
of pretty dresses out of this.

She's rich, baby.

I mean rich.

I'm talking
diamonds-and-emeralds rich.

Steak-dinner-for-the-dogs rich.

You're gonna have a ball.

Besides you have to go.

Look, let me give you some money
for a cab over there.

Here, take this,
whatever you have left over, keep it.

- Okay, for spending money.
- Okay.

Not that you're going to need it.

Why don't you go on in and pack?

Everything looks very nice, Joseph.
My niece should like it.

I should hope so, Mrs. Carrington.

Would you ask Jeanette
to bring up some fruit and cookies?

She's a teenager,
probably with an appetite to match.

I'm not gonna stop this
until you come out.

What's going on?

Your car's in the shop
being repaired.

- Overnight.
- Too long.

Besides it's only a two-seater.

Every special woman
should have a set of cars.

A two-seater and a four-seater.

There you are, darling. It's all yours.

- Blake, it's a Rolls, it's too expensive.
-"It's too expensive." I know.

I'd have had it gift-wrapped except
that the dealer ran out of ribbon.

- Pink and blue.
- Blake, it's too much.

No, it isn't.

No, not for what you're giving me.

A child, new hopes, new beginnings.

Blake.

And if you'll look inside,

you'll see that it's registered
in your name,

not the company's.

Madam, shall we go for a little spin?
A test run?

Okay.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Baby present, Krystle?

Isn't it beautiful?

Well, if you like
your status symbols square,

you've sure got it. Bye.

Don't let Fallon bother you, darling.

I don't, Blake.

Not even Fallon
can wreck this moment for me.

These just came in.

What about them, Jeff?

Well, I can't believe what they say.

That Blake Carrington isn't included
in the California oil deal.

You and he are partners in it.

The Californians wouldn't take Blake
as part of my package.

Despite my fight for him.

Now, did you fight, Uncle Cecil?

I fought. Believe me, I fought.

- Well, how hard?
- I don't like the question.

I don't like your tone of voice.

Now, you listen to me
and listen well.

Friendship is one thing.
Business, another.

Something I devoutly hope you'll learn
before you have to take over Colbyco.

Well, if betraying a friend
is part of the deal, I think I'll pass.

I didn't betray Blake,
his own actions did.

Here. Have you read this article
on Denver-Carrington?

Yes, I read it. I also offered
to punch the guy who wrote it.

Well, you obviously didn't punch him
and he obviously did write it.

Well, I don't have time for this.
Nor do you.

What I want is for you to get me
all the facts you can

on Blake's football team.

What's that have to do
with any of this?

I don't want any questions, Jeff.
Just facts.

Get them. Get them by tomorrow.

That's all.

Come in, please.

Joseph, what's all this?

Good afternoon, Steven and you'll see.
You'll see.

This is the biggest Frisbee
I've ever seen.

Are you ready?

Presenting little Dottie Dimples.

That's it.

- It's so good to see you.
- It's good to see you too, Fallon.

- You look wonderful.
- Come on.

Well, nearly wonderful.

Ninety-nine percent wonderful
and getting there.

So how's...?

- Jeff.
- Yes, Jeff.

He's excited. I'm...

Well, I should say,
we're trying to start a family.

Give Blake his first grandchild.

How's that
for making the old man happy?

But you. What am I gonna do with you
to make you happy

now that I've got you back
in my clutches?

Should I sneak downstairs
and bring you some doughnuts

Iike when you had the measles?

Or maybe some salt-water taffy

Iike the time you faked
whatever it was you faked

to get out of going to Fritzie's lodge
that weekend?

Fraud. My gorgeous fraud
of a brother.

Fallon.

Showtime's over.

Sorry, folks, no encores.
Maybe later.

Aren't you two talking yet?

Oh, well, a word here and there.

Oh, but what matters
is that you're getting better.

And that you and your father
are back together again.

He really loves you, Steven.

Almost as much as I do.

And you know something?

What's happened with you,

it's even giving us a chance
to reconcile our differences.

Steven?

I'm sorry.
I was thinking about Fallon.

She just said she was going to try
to give Blake a grandchild.

And...

Does she know
she's not his daughter?

No.

So I said
I'm not in this to lose money.

Have you seen this, Blake?

"The Carrington Mistakes."

Oh, yes. Yes, I've seen it.

First-class hatchet job.

"Carrington has been convicted
of manslaughter

which further illustrates
how he always acts on his emotions."

"That raises the question:

Should stockholders trust this man
with their investments,

a man who personally stands
for violence?"

Yes, you were blasted.

Now I'm being blasted, Blake.

My board of directors,

they're continuing
to put the pressure on me.

- What is it, Cecil?
- Well, you know as well as I do,

when they gang up on you,
they squeeze hard.

Just give it to me straight, will you?
What is it?

I'm sorry.

I'm forced to call in that loan
I made to you.

Immediately.

Well, that's $9 million in cash.
Which I don't have right now.

You never put a time limit
on that loan.

That's right. Which meant
it could be called in at any time.

But there is a way, Blake.

Well, your "buts" are usually
slings or arrows or both.

But I'm intrigued, Cecil.

What is your way?

I'll call off the debt,
I'll throw in a million cash.

I wanna buy your football team.

That team is worth at least $20 million
and you know it.

You have the offer,
you make the decision.

The answer is no.
You want your money, you'll get it.

- Oh, how?
- That's my damn business.

Without me to bail you out
again this time?

I don't need you.

Well, I have an appointment, Blake.
We'll talk.

And so the two pirates
part company

as one stands alone on the plank.

With you ready to give the final push.
Right, Cecil?

I wouldn't try that if I were you.

Here you go. Thank you.

Hi, I'm Sammy Jo Dean,
Mrs. Carrington's niece.

Oh, yes. Come in.

She's out driving at the moment.

She'll be back in a little while.

You can leave that there.

The butler will bring it up
to your room later.

- Well, what's our name?
- It's Joseph.

Like half of mine.
Samantha Josephine.

We're Jo and Joe.

It's Joseph.

A lot of people don't like nicknames.

Boy, is this really a house?

It looks more like that movie.

You know,
Tara and Gone With the Wind.

I feel like Scarlett O'Hara.

"Which one of you foxy twins
is gonna take me to the barbecue?"

I'm pleased you like it.

Talk about neat.

- But it's so quiet.
- We rather like it that way.

Well, what do y'all
do around here for kicks?

I suggest you ask your aunt
when she returns.

- Joseph.
- Yes?

Any chance of me getting a pizza?

Pizza?

Well, I hardly had any lunch.
And I don't care if it's plain.

But if you've got
those green peppers...

- Hold on the anchovies.
- Miss Dean.

Dinner is served precisely at 8:00
in the family dining room.

I don't think pizza is on the menu.

Duckling is.

We dress for dinner.

And for Steven's breakfast,

I want him to have two poached eggs
on whole wheat toast.

And tell Mrs. Gunnerson
to make sure that the orange juice

is freshly squeezed
just before it's sent up to his room.

I'm sorry. Aunt Krystle?

Who are you?

Well, if you are my aunt,
I'm your niece. Sammy Jo, remember?

You invited me here.

Well, I didn't.
But your aunt probably did.

- You're not her?
- No, I'm not.

Well, my aunt Krystle invited me.
And am I ever glad.

I mean, is this a palace?
Frank wasn't fooling, that's for sure.

- Frank?
- My daddy.

See, my mother ran away with him
in Dayton

and they got married and had me.

We lived in Memphis
until I was about 7.

And Aunt Krystle came
and visited us once for about a month.

But you don't care about this.

Oh, but I do.

You're a very interesting girl
and a very pretty girl too.

Ohio.

That's a beautiful state.
I drove through there once.

Where in Dayton
did your family live?

Some street,
I don't even remember what it was.

And what was your Aunt Krystle's
name in those days?

Grant. Like in Ulysses S.

You know, some people still hate him
in Memphis. Believe it?

So I've heard.

Well, it was very nice
meeting you, dear.

Likewise. What's your name?

I'd like the number for a Martin--
No, that's Morgan Hess, please.

H-E-S-S.

Yes, that's right.

No, no, no.
Not his residence, his office.

No, I don't remember the street.
It's somewhere downtown.

He's a private investigator.

Hi.

- Hi.
- I'm Sammy Jo Dean,

Krystle Carrington's niece.

Steven Carrington.

- You're her--
- Stepson.

Yeah.

Did you hurt yourself or something?

Yes.

Does it hurt?

Well, it did.

It's better now. It's getting better.

Well, that's good.

I'm gonna be around
for a couple weeks.

My daddy's a stock-car racer
and he had to go off.

So he couldn't take me with him.

So this is kind of a vacation,
like he said, for me.

I usually work. The stadiums.

I mean, when there's an opening
at one of the ice-cream stands.

- That's my specialty and I'm good.
- Oh, I bet you are.

Because, see, there's more to it
than the average customer realizes.

Like how you have to be careful
at how much you dip

or you lose the profit.

I hope I don't make that sound
like cheating.

Oh, no, no.

Because, see, there is some cheating
in stock-car racing.

- Is there?
- Sure.

The drivers call it "cheating neat."

But everybody knows about it
and it's all part of the fun.

You know, with the crowds cheering
and the music playing

and the minister blessing
"that nobody should get himself killed

on this exciting day ahead."

And everybody's just smiling away
while they're watching the races.

- It sounds like fun.
- Oh, it is.

Especially the drafting
and slingshotting,

the caroming and flip-flopping,
the...and bamming.

I kind of miss it already.

- I also do hair.
- You do?

Well, you can't scoop up ice cream
for the rest of your life.

So I'm learning
how to become a stylist.

By mail.

You got real nice hair.

What's your name again?

Steven.

Well, you've got
awful nice hair, Steven.

Well, thank you.

Sammy Jo?

- Aunt Krystle?
- That's me.

- Hi, Steven.
- Hi, Krystle.

Gosh, you're as beautiful
as my mom used to say.

Oh, she was the beautiful one,
Sammy Jo.

Gosh, you look just like her.

Oh, I'm so excited to have you here.
I hope you'll like it.

I know I'm gonna like it here.

Hello?

Mr. Hess.

Yes, you may remember me.
I'm Alexis Carrington.

Yes. Yes, it has been
rather a long time, hasn't it?

I would like you to take on
a little job for me.

A sort of checking out, as it were.

The subject's name
is Mrs. Blake Carrington.

Formerly known as Krystle Grant.

I want to know everything about her.

Everything.