All language subtitles for Dynasty - 02x20 - The Shakedown.DVDRip.English.orig

Krystle?

Mr. Carrington.

Oh, Joseph, have you seen my wife?

I haven't seen her, no,

but I heard the sound
of an engine starting,

Iooked out the window
and saw her car leave.

I think I know where she's gone.

Shall I wake Alfred up
and have him bring the car around?

No, no, no, I'll drive myself. Thank you.

- Head Nurse Sarah--
- Krystle.

Darling, what are you doing here?

They won't let me see Claudia, Blake.

It's 4::00 in the morning.
Now, why didn't you wake me up?

Because you would've stopped me.

- Tell them to let me see her, please.
- I can't do that.

Now, why don't you come back
in the morning with Nick Toscanni,

you can see her then?

- No, I can't.
- Come on.

She wouldn't be in this condition
if it weren't for me.

Claudia is going to be all right.
I promise you that.

I've asked Nick to take her
to a private clinic in the morning.

No. She has to be
where we can be close to her.

She's all alone, Blake.
She hasn't got anybody else.

We can't abandon her. We just can't.

All right.

- Hello, Nick.
- Krystle, hello.

Thank you, Henry.

Claudia, it's good to see you.

- Is it?
- Yes, l--

Don't touch me.

I'm telling you, just leave me alone
and don't touch me.

Krystle, you better not. Not right now.

She's a little shaken. I'll handle it.

Steven's been in Los Angeles
for how many days now?

Four days.

Denver-Carrington has an office
in Los Angeles, right?

-Yes, that's right.
-What's wrong with those people?

Why can't they find him?

We keep calling them
every half-hour, Blake.

And they keep telling you
he hasn't phoned in.

What about that private investigator
they've hired?

- What has he come up with?
- Nothing.

What about the L.A. police?
What have they come up with?

We haven't notified them yet.

You haven't?

Jeff, I told you to get in touch
with the police.

I told you to call in the police,
didn't l?

You also told me to think,
not to be a yes man.

Now, the reason I haven't notified
the police is because

there's no evidence
anything has happened to Steven.

Now, come on, Blake.

I mean, maybe
he doesn't wanna be found.

Maybe he's located Sammy Jo and
they've gone off together somewhere.

No, he'd have left word
or he'd have phoned.

Jeff, I want you to cancel everything
you're doing today.

I want you to get on top of this
and I want you to find Steven.

Is that understood?

Blake, Steven's not a runaway kid.
He's a grown man.

Now, you're the one who keeps
telling him

that he's gotta learn to deal
with his own life.

So why can't you let him?

Hey, amigo.

You got it.

Here's to my mom.

Let me get this straight.

Your wife dumped you
because your mother paid her off?

- Come on, you gotta be kidding.
- That's what happened.

Boy, that's really hard to believe.

Maybe the little woman
took the money and split

because you didn't quite please her
in bed.

I never heard a complaint.

More like the opposite?

You know, it seems to me
like your wife is pretty bad news.

I mean, the posing in the nude
and all that kind of stuff?

I couldn't handle that.

Your mother may have done you
a big favor.

A favor? My mother doesn't give
a damn about anyone but herself.

Look, I'm sorry about
chewing your ear off about all this.

- I'll shut my mouth.
- Why?

It's like the old song says:

"Talking about what your heart
is feeling

is better than eating your heart out."

- Well, I never heard it.
- Yeah.

Nobody has. It's a lousy tune.

But it does have a message.

Okay, gents,
who's picking up this round?

I've got it.

Here you go.

- Hundred dollar bill.
- That's all I have on me.

Yeah?
Well, this is Santa Fe, not Vegas.

- I'll get it.
- No, no.

Sorry, no checks, cash only.

Hey, no mon, no fun, guys.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I got it right here, Confucius.

- How much you need?
- Two-fifty.

Two-fifty. One, two. Here.

- Hey, listen, thanks.
- Sure.

I owe you one,
whenever you come to Denver.

How about a lift today?

I hear there's a lot of gigs
opening up there

and I've been meaning
to check the town out.

Besides, you look pretty beat.
I'll help you with the driving.

I've always wanted to drive a Rolls.

- A Rolls?
- Rolls.

What makes you think I have a Rolls?

It's just a guess.

That's gotta be
a $5000 watch you got there.

Oh, not quite.

And I rented a Mustang in L.A.

Oh, a Mustang?

Now, there is a jitney
that really turns me on.

What do you say, Steven?

Okay.
What did you say your name was?

Duane.

Stick around.
I gotta make a phone call.

Okay.

Charley?

I'm gonna start paying the rent again.

I got me a real live one.

Steven Carrington.

You remember that trial in Denver

where his father got convicted
of killing his boyfriend?

Yeah, man, that's the one.

Come in.

- Hello, Joseph.
- Here is your wine.

I would appreciate it
if you'd give the correct address

when you order your wine.

Would you put it down there, please?

Thank you, Donald.

The correct address, I believe,
is your studio not the main house.

I did. They must have made a mistake.

Would you please make out a check
for this amount?

I had to pay it
out of the household account.

Certainly.

Thank you.

Tony.

Mrs. Blaisdel is arriving soon.

And I want fresh flowers for her room
as soon as possible.

Bring them to Joseph, please.

Mrs. Carrington.

I just wanted to tell you how sorry I am
about getting mixed up that day.

The day you were out riding,
I guess I just wasn't thinking straight.

Are you saying she was shooting?

- No.
- Then, you didn't get mixed up.

And an apology doesn't wipe out a lie.

And that's exactly what it is.
A lie to protect my husband's ex-wife.

And if I could prove the lie,
I'd fire you on the spot.

The check, Mrs. Carrington.
I have other things to do.

Please don't tell me
what they are, Joseph.

I'm bored enough today, thank you.

There you go.

Tony?

I'd like to see you
when you have a minute, please.

Hello, could I speak to Mr. Colby,
please?

No, no, no, it's all right.
There's no message, I'll call back.

You wanted to see me,
Mrs. Carrington?

Oh, yes, yes, Tony.
Come in. Come in, sit down.

Well, Tony,
do you enjoy working here?

Yes, very much.

And does Mr. Carrington pay you well?

- Enough.
- Enough.

Why don't we talk about
better than enough?

And Mr. Jeffrey likes pot roast.
We haven't served that in a while,

so why don't you list that as your
dinner entree for Tuesday, all right?

Yes?

He's here, Jeanette?

Yes, I'll tell her.

- Joseph--
- Mrs. Carrington.

I was about to come and see you.

Mrs. Blaisdel's arrived,
if that's what you were wondering.

Yes, I know she's--

I want you to be sure to make
her feel comfortable.

- What kind of juice does she like?
- Orange juice.

Orange juice,
so she'll have that for breakfast.

- Of course.
- I think she likes poached eggs.

- That's right.
- So two poached eggs.

And I talked to Tony about flowers.
I want you to--

You seem a little nervous today.

I'm not nervous.

And I don't need you to tell me
when I'm nervous.

I'm sorry.

I was about to tell you,
Lt. Holliman is here.

He's in the library.
He says he wants to talk to you.

Would you rather I told him
you don't wish to speak to him?

Mrs. Carrington?

No, I'll see him.

Lt. Holliman.

Joseph told me you were here.

I've just come from Memorial Hospital.

They told me that Claudia Blaisdel's
been brought here to convalesce.

Yes, that's right.

Mrs. Carrington, there's nothing
I'd like more than to close this case

as I'm sure you would.

But there's a question mark
hanging over it for me.

I don't understand.

Well, in your original statement,

you said that you and Mrs. Blaisdel
hadn't argued

except over her having the gun.
Is that correct?

Yes, it is.

I understand the last time that you
and Mrs. Blaisdel were seen together

prior to the incident with the gun,
the same day in fact,

was at the Club St. Dennis.
Is that correct?

Thank you, Marie.

- Coffee, lieutenant?
- No, thank you.

Yes, we had lunch.

I understand that Mrs. Blaisdel
appeared to be very upset,

that she got up from the table
and left you.

She was upset. We both were.

She'd just found out that her daughter
was missing in South America.

Well, after her surgery,
Mrs. Blaisdel accused you

of stealing her husband.
I believe those were her words.

Can you explain that, Mrs. Carrington?

Dr. Toscanni has already explained
that to you.

Claudia, Mrs. Blaisdel,
was in a very confused state.

Do you have any idea
why her confusion

would take this particular form?

No, I don't.

Perhaps we should go up
and talk to Mrs. Blaisdel together.

Get this thing straightened out.

- Lt. Holliman.
- Hello.

Well, shall we, Mrs. Carrington,
go up and talk to Mrs. Blaisdel?

Excuse me, lieutenant.

Mrs. Blaisdel is in no condition
to see anyone right now.

You know, doctor, sooner or later,
she's gonna have to talk to me

about the events that led up
to the shooting.

Yeah, well, lieutenant,
let me ask you something.

I don't understand. Why won't you
believe Mrs. Carrington?

I mean, what in the world would she
have to gain by not telling the truth?

Everybody has his own truth, doctor.

But until we talk to Mrs. Blaisdel,

we won't know the whole truth,
will we?

Well, I was just leaving, but--

How should I know the truth
about the shooting?

I wasn't there, Sergeant Holliman.

Lieutenant.

- Sorry.
- No big deal.

Well, I wish I could help you
but I don't know how.

Well, I thought maybe
you could tell me--

Assuming you were living here

when Mrs. Blaisdel
stayed with the Carringtons last.

Yes, I was.

I thought maybe you could remember
something about the relationship

between Mrs. Carrington
and Mrs. Blaisdel at that time.

Yes, I do.

Would you like a drink?

Yeah, something soft, noncarbonated.

- Orange juice?
- That'll be fine.

- Please sit down.
- Thank you.

Well, what exactly
would you like to know, lieutenant?

This relationship,

was it a friendly one?

How should I know?

I mean, under the circumstances.

Circumstances?

Please, forget that I said that.

I'm paid not to forget.

What circumstances?

Well, I suppose that any woman
is entitled to be defensive

around another woman whose
husband she had an affair with.

I presume you know about
Mrs. Carrington's relationship

with Matthew Blaisdel.

Yes.

Defensive. Are you implying

that Mrs. Carrington's capable
of violence?

Well, I think we're all entitled
to lose our temper once in a while

if there's a good reason.

And Mrs. Carrington's reason?

Do you know
she had this extraordinary notion

that I had some residual affection
left for my ex-husband?

She came into this studio
and she literally tore it apart.

Sorry I'm late, Blake.

- I got tied up.
- No, no, no.

I'm the one that should apologize.

Forgive my short fuse this morning,
will you?

I really do appreciate
all that you've been doing

to help locate Steven.

- Well, I am part of the family, Blake.
- I know.

Just that I've been so concerned
lately about Krystle as well as Steven.

And there's that damned
Rhinewood threat

to take over Denver-Carrington.

But I have decided on a way to deal
with Mr. Rhinewood.

I've called a board meeting
for late this afternoon.

I'd like you to be there.

Sure.

I'm going to propose
that Denver-Carrington

issue a hundred thousand shares
of preferred stock

redeemable for similar shares
of common stock.

That way, you'll pull
the stockholders back to you

by offering preferred for common.

At more than the market value.

So they'd be crazy to sell to Rhinewood

- or anyone but us, right?
- Exactly.

I'm going to lock up control
of Denver-Carrington

by cutting Logan Rhinewood
right out of the picture.

You have excellent sources,
Carrington.

I am the buyer.

I see.

Now, I've always run
Denver-Carrington. I've run it well.

But I think there is a possibility
that you might bring in some,

shall we say, some creative thinking

that could make the company
even bigger.

So I'm prepared to off.er you
two seats on my board.

- That is your proposition?
- Yes.

You obviously feel it's better
to have me on the inside

where you can at least
keep an eye on me.

Well, your thinking is quite
misguided, Carrington.

My thinking is for the good
of my company.

Your company? As of this afternoon,
I now own closer--

Alexis.

M iss Pierce tried to buzz you
but there was no answer.

- Hello, darling.
- Hello.

I was shaving.

Electric razor.
I guess I didn't hear her.

Miss Pierce, will you hold my calls,
please?

I've always found it rather amusing
how the most successful businessmen

will spend a fortune on being

immaculately tailored,
impeccably groomed

and yet they will ignore
the most important details.

- As I do?
- Yes.

On my way downtown,
I passed your estate

and I happened to notice the grounds.

Cecil, you have got the most
beautiful weeds in Denver

and the largest varieties.

As I recall, my estate was written up
at least five times last year.

Four American magazines.
One British.

And you especially know
Her Majesty's loyal subjects

when it comes to gardens.

What I know is that crab grass
takes four weeks to grow.

I mean, darling, that place
can't hold a candle to Blake's.

- I was really shocked.
- All I could do is say I'm sorry.

I think you should do
something about it.

- Such as?
- Well, get a gardener.

Darling, I've already got six gardeners.

Oh, yes, but they've all got such
a pitiful lack of imagination.

What you need is somebody creative,

somebody who'll whip that place
into shape.

I'm sure you have someone in mind.

Yeah.

Yes, I do. Two people, actually.

One is Tony Driscoll.

Now, he works for Blake right now
but I'm sure he could be lured away.

I see. And the other person?

- Me.
- You?

Yes, in a supervisory capacity,
of course.

Listen, Cecil, if you want me to
consider your marriage proposal,

I'd really like to know now.

Am I going to be mistress
of your mansion and estate or not?

Claudia, what are you doing?

Do you know where
the phone book is?

No, why?

I've got to find out where I can get
a passport. I want to go to Lindsay.

That's great but don't you think
you should wait

until you're a little stronger?

- Did you take it?
- No.

Well, then, where is it?

Claudia.
Claudia, we'll find the phone book.

Claudia.

We'll find it. We'll find it.

First, I just wanna do
a quick neuro-check.

Just take a minute.
Come on, come on, just sit down.

Take it easy now.

That's it.

Okay.

Will you take that needle
out of my eye?

What are you doing?

Claudia, it's just a penlight. Look.

See? Here, take it, take it, take it.

See?

What's the matter with my head?

- You said I was going to be all right.
- You are going to be all right.

You understand?
You're gonna be all right.

You've been through quite an ordeal,
young lady.

You've suffered a temporary trauma.

You got a bruise inside your brain.
It takes time to heal.

It's going to be all right.

It's all right, Claudia.

Now, look, what I want you to do
is get back into bed and get some rest.

Come on.

Come on, Claudia.

I have to go get my passport.

We'll find the passport later.

Right now, you just lie down
and get some rest.

Just rest, Claudia.
Come on.

Hey, good-looking, wanna get flashed?

That's all you get.

That's a preview of our trip
to the Caribbean.

While you're in that
stuffy medical convention,

I'm gonna be out on the beach.

In this or less.

I'm sorry, Fallon, I thought I told you.

I had to cancel
the convention and the trip.

- But why?
- Claudia.

Oh, come on.

You did a brilliant job.
You saved her life.

Let the minor league medics
take care of her now.

Come on, Fallon,
she's a patient of mine.

She happens to be major league.

I'm sorry, I do care about Claudia,
Nick. But I care about you too.

Everybody needs a vacation,
even doctors.

No, especially doctors.

Her whole future depends
on the treatment she receives now.

Right now. Do you understand?

What about our trip? You promised.

You know what you need?

You need a baby rattle
so you could bang it

every time you don't get
something you want.

Now, you're behaving
like a selfish brat

who's been offered a treat
and had it taken away. Now, stop it.

Oh, great, fine. Is that
what you really think of me, doctor?

Yes.

Fallon.

Call me when you grow up.

If you ever do.

You're so tiny and so pretty.

Do you know who I am?
That's right, I'm your mother.

I said a lot of things
when you were inside of me.

I hope you weren't listening.

If you were, I didn't mean them.

I love you.

It's great, isn't it?

He's obviously gaining weight
and getting stronger by the hour.

Look at you.

What happened to that scrawny, little
girl I used to climb trees with?

The scrawny, little girl
I fell in love with?

She's nothing compared to
the beautiful, grown-up woman

I'm looking at right now.

That's funny. Not everybody thinks
of me as grown-up.

Isn't it great? Our son will be
coming home soon.

We could start acting
like a real family.

What are you thinking?

How sometimes
when I look at our son,

I wonder how I can see so much
of you in him?

Well, maybe because I carried him
for seven months,

he decided he liked me

so he picked up
on some of my terrific virtues.

Let me get the check
and let's get out of here.

I mean, as parents,
we have a lot to discuss.

Oh, really? Like?

Like his college education for one.

I was thinking of Harvard.

Then, he's gonna end up
stuffy and square like you.

How about the University of Miami?

Then he could jet down to
the Caribbean and build up his tan.

He won't need a tan
if he turns out as beautiful as you.

Let's go someplace cozy.

Less crowded.

Maybe some local palace,
one of its 48 rooms.

Like the library?

Well, I was thinking about the room
that looks over

these very pretty gardens.

The one with the big bed,
pale blue sheets.

You mean, my bed?

Well, I sure don't mean Joseph's.

Blake, it's me.

That's funny,
I was just gonna phone you.

That meeting with Harrison
and his people got a little out of hand,

so I had some calming down to do.

But everything turned out all right

and I should be leaving here
in a short while.

I'll wait up.

You know something?

I love you a lot.

Funny, I love you a lot too.

Bye.

This is no way to run a separation.

- I know.
- This doesn't mean anything.

I know.

Claudia, I just checked on you
a little while ago. You were asleep.

I knew that you were there.
I let you think that I was sleeping.

I finally figured it out about you.

About me? What do you mean?

God punished you.

He punished you.

He took your baby
because you took mine.

No, Claudia, that's not what happened.

You deserved to lose your baby.

God chose to make it happen.

Don't you see how simple it really is?

Well, Duane, this is it.

Denver, land of high-tech dreams
and quicksand of the rich.

It's nice.

Why don't we head toward
Carver Street?

Between Third and Fourth?

- I didn't know you were here before.
- You never asked.

Well, Steven, it's just about the end
of the old trail, as they say.

Yes, it is. It sure has been nice
having some company.

Yeah, I've enjoyed it.
I've really had a good time too.

How about it?

How about what?

How about you and I checking in
at the Marlowe Hotel?

You know the Marlowe on Carver?

No, I've never heard of it.

It's a nice place to have
a real nice time. You want to?

- The two of us?
- No.

Why not? What's the matter?

I know you like me.

Look, Duane,
I don't think this is gonna work out.

I mean, you've got the wrong guy.

I'm just asking you to spend
the night, you know.

We're talking one night
before you go back

to that happy house
that you've been talking about.

Look, I'm going home.

Steven.
I know you like me.

Look, didn't you hear me?
You've got the wrong guy, okay?

Not okay.

You see, I know when a chick
is coming on to me.

I also know when a guy's been
coming on to me too.

- Me?
- Yeah, man, you.

You're Steven Carrington, aren't you?

Oh, that was a real interesting trial.

All about your pretty boyfriend
in New York.

All about how your uptight father
killed your pretty boyfriend.

And all those pictures of you
in the newspaper

and on TV at his grave, crying.

Broke my heart.
So come off it, man.

All this bull about a wife
you've been bending my ear

about since this afternoon.

Who are you kidding?

You only married her to clean up
your uptight family name.

Okay, out.

- No way.
- Get out.

Sure.
But it's gonna cost you.

It's gonna cost me? Cost me what?

Five hundred bucks.
You got a checkbook.

Write out a check for me.
Or how's it gonna sound?

Steven Carrington picks up
a young guy in Santa Fe,

offers him a ride to Denver
and then he propositions him.

Oh, I bet your folks are gonna love
to hear about that.

Especially your father.

Five hundred.

What are you--?
Are you shaking me down?

Oh, you're quick.
That's the name of my game, pal.

You damned con man.

Help. Stop.

Stop it, stop him. You crazy?

Help, help, help.

Hold it. Come on, get him out of here.

Now, break it up and settle down.

Put those hands behind your head
and lace those fingers.

Turn around here.
Now, what's going on?

This faggot picked me up. When
I didn't go with him, he tried to kill me.

You're lying.
You tried to blackmail me.

Get those hands up. Put them up.

Now, what's your name?

I said, what's your name?

You don't wanna talk now?

We'll see about that at the station
when they book you for assault.

Now, you have the right
to remain silent.

If you give up the right to remain silent,
anything you say can

and will be held
against you in a court of law.

You have the right to speak
to an attorney

and to have an attorney
present during questioning.

Let's go.

My fridge is on the blink.

I left a tin of caviar in yours
this morning. I'll just get it.

How's Claudia?
Feeling better?

Yes.

You look exhausted.

Aren't you sleeping well?

I'm fine, Alexis.

Are you really?

I suppose you know what it's like now.

To be in Blake's shoes.

What does that mean?

How he must have felt during the trial.

The pressures.

The tremendous pressures
then, with everybody pointing

accusing fingers at you.

I'm sorry, I take that back.

How could you really know
how Blake felt

when you walked out on him
that day in court?

Me? What about you

walking into that courtroom
and testifying against my husband?

I didn't just walk in.
I was subpoenaed. I had to appear.

Anyway, I didn't see anybody
give you an official notice to leave.

I was sick.

I was pregnant with the child
you made me lose.

Please, you don't still believe that,
do you?

Oh, yes, I do.

You know something?

I think that you're sick.
You are mentally ill.

What you really need
is a few more of those

psychiatric sessions
with Dr. Toscanni.

That is what they were, isn't it?

You're the one
who needs a psychiatrist, Alexis.

Nobody could be as rotten and evil
as you without being sick.

Get out of here, Alexis.

You know, I don't remember it
ever being so good, do you?

You know, I think sometimes
two people have to get away

to others for a while before
they realize what they really had.

Jeff, let's not get heavy now.

Let's.

I wanna tell you about
the woman I got involved with.

That's your business.

It's over now.

We were both lonely.

Let's get everything out on the table.
No secrets.

Let's start with Toscanni.

Then you're gonna tell me about her?
I don't wanna know.

But I wanna know about him.

- About Nick Toscanni?
- Yeah.

What do you wanna know?

Do you love him?

Jeff, I don't think
this is the time or place.

You're really taking the edge off
the evening.

I have a reason.

You do? You wanna tell me about it?

Tonight just isn't an evening.

I think our son turned out to be
a bigger miracle

than either of us realized.

Our love for him is the thing
that brought us back together again.

Maybe he's what we can hang
our future on.

I think we have a chance.

What do you think?

Think we do?

Jeff, listen.

Just because we went to bed together,

it doesn't change anything.

We enjoyed each other,
let's just leave it at that.

We can't, Fallon.
We have a child now, a son.

Yes, I know.
I gave birth to him, remember?

Yeah, but we have a child
we both love and want.

What are we gonna do?

Split him down the middle
and each take half?

- Good evening, Mr. Carrington.
- Joseph.

- Quiet evening?
- Yes, very.

Who is that outside working
on that truck?

Tony. He's having some trouble with it.

He's anxious to leave tonight.
I should say leave us.

Leave? Where's he going?

I believe Cecil Colby offered him a job
as head groundskeeper today.

Hello, Blake.

Hello, darling. How was your day?

- Oh, fine.
- Good.

Say, did you know that Tony
is leaving?

Tony?

Yes, he's taking a job
with Cecil Colby.

Alexis' artful hand at work again.

What do you mean?

She's sending him away to be sure
he stays quiet.

And she's the one that
should be leaving, Blake.

Now, there's nothing
to worry about, Tony.

You're a good man, one of my best.

I'm not gonna let you quit.
And I'm not gonna fire you either.

All I want you to do
is to tell me the truth.

- Who is it?
- Blake.

Come in.

Out for an evening stroll?

- Shut up and listen to me.
- What's wrong with you?

I said, shut up and-- Put this on.

I assume that you know Tony,
one of our groundsmen.

- Yes, yes, I know him.
- You've accused him of stealing.

Yes, yes, I did.
Is that what this is all about?

Yes, that's exactly what this is about.

Now, he did not steal your silver.

He did not quit his job
to go to work for Cecil Colby

and his days of lying
to protect your hide are over.

- Lying? You believe that thief?
- Yes, I do. I forgot about you.

I forgot how vicious and ruthless
you can be

when you want something.

And obviously, what you wanted
was for Krystle not to have my child.

All right, Blake.

I dropped the gun and it went off.

But it was an accident. I swear--

Accident?
You shot that gun on purpose.

You fired it and then you watched.

You watched that horse throw Krystle
and drag her clear across that field.

Killing the child inside of her.

Oh, Blake, how could you possibly
think I'm capable of such a thing?

I'm the mother of your two children.

How do you--?
How do you think that

I could kill a baby after what happened
to our baby?

Adam.

We swore never to talk about that.

I can't. I'll never get over his loss.

Don't try to resurrect the past
just to excuse the present.

Oh, Blake,
why do you hate me so much?

I love you.
I've never stopped loving you.

You don't understand, do you?

You killed my child.

I don't ever wanna see you
around here again.

Do you understand that?

I don't give a damn if this house
is in your name.

I'll burn it to the ground if I have to,
with you in it.

Blake.

Oh, no, Blake.

It's not gonna end this way.

I didn't fight this hard to lose.

I may have lost you now
but I'm not going to lose everything.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.