All language subtitles for Dynasty.2017.S05E08.The Only Thing That Counts Is Winning

And they're off.

Leonora broke well and goes to the lead,
followed by...

Mmm. I smell...

honeydew?

Where are the bagels and bacon?

I asked Mrs. Gunnerson
to serve a lighter fare

in prep for the race tomorrow.

Look at this, Sammy Jo.
It's dragon fruit.

Try some. You'll love it.

You may be competing to be
America's Next Top Model,

but I'm not.

And unless I'm riding Allegra

in tomorrow's race,
I'm not sure why I have to eat like her.

We need to eat light so
Allegra can feel light

and win the race.

It's all about being one with the horse.

I'd rather be one with an omelet.

How is my soon-to-be champion?

Oh, Allegra's training great.

Breezed four furlongs in 48 flat.

- Hi, Sam.
- Hey.

So, Daniel,

I've noticed that Patty's horse,

Leonora, likes to go to the lead.

Allegra should be using her early speed.

Should I go talk to the jockey?

He knows what to do. Trust me.

Well, that's not gonna happen.
It's not that I don't

trust you specifically.
It's that I don't trust anyone.

You know what? Why don't you and
I just go talk to Allegra herself.

It'll make me feel better. Come on.

Let's go and get waffles.

Fruit is an appetizer at best,
but it's really not...

Daniel's a drug addict.

I saw him shooting up at the stables.

Shooting up?

Wow. Wow.

Yeah, "wow" is great and all,
but I could use some advice.

He didn't see me, but I'm freaking out.

Okay, um, you need to confront him.

Well, I can't do anything now.
You heard Fallon.

If she finds out, she's gonna fire him,

and then he's gonna
have to go to Venezuela,

and I don't want to lose him;
I just met him.

If this gets out of hand,
you will lose him.

And it'll be much worse.

As soon as the race is over,
I will talk to him.

Dr. Leonard, uh,
I wanted you to meet Dr. Rosen.

He's one of our fellows who
wants to specialize in oncology.

You interrupted my day for this?

Does he want an autograph or something?

How do you spell "Rosen"?

Will you just excuse us for a second?

Um, that was a little rude.

Oh, believe me, that was nothing.

Look, I'm...
I'm sorry for pulling you away,

but, um, this hospital is being sued.

A patient is accusing
one of our attendings

of improper behavior during a exam.

Mm. And this affects me how?

It affects everyone because
we're implementing a rule

mandating that all doctors
must have a third party present

while seeing a patient.

Yeah, if I wanted to be followed around

by a sycophantic teenager,
I'd work at a teaching hospital

or, uh, Disney World.

- So no thanks.
- Um, sorry.

Refusing is not an option.

I think I just did.

Oh, this isn't over.

There's no one here.

You're talking to yourself.
You know that, right?

I was discussing a
matter with Dr. Leonard

before he walked off.

Ooh. What kind of matter?

A not-your-business matter.

You could tell me but you'd
have to kill me kind of thing?

Oh, if that were true,
I'd tell you right now.

- Adorable.
- Mm.

So, are you going to
Fallon's big race tomorrow?

No, I have to miss it.

You'll have to survive without me.

Oh, I'm not going.

I don't believe in horse racing.

Or Fallon.

I was just hoping not
to have to see you here.

- Well, bad luck for you, then.
- Yeah.

Well, that's a giant weight
off my shoulders.

Getting a clean bill of health
is all I could hope for.

Okay, sounds like you had
the neurotox scan, not me.

But I appreciate your support,
as always.

Speaking of support,
I have a favor to ask.

- Mm?
- I'm ready to launch

Dom-Mystique's new accessories line.

That's great news.

It'll be greater if you
wear some of the pieces

at the racetrack tomorrow.

Yeah, I'm not sure I'm even going,

and, uh, I kind of have my own style.

This accessory line was your idea.

What happened to supporting me?

Can't you ask someone else?

No. This will be your first
public outing in a long time.

Reporters and social media will love it.

Yeah, okay, okay. For you, fine.

But I'm not wearing anything bedazzled.

I like bedazzle.

- Is that Jeff Colby?
- Luna?

Hey.

Hey.

Uh, right.

Mom, Luna.

Luna this is my mom, Dominique.

Luna and I were patients
here at the same time.

It's nice to meet you.

A mother knows when a third
wheel is one too many.

- Are you, uh...
- Yep. Finally checking out

after a six-month stint
in neurotox detox.

I'm happy for you.

- Any big plans?
- What, besides doing cartwheels in the grass?

Not a one.

Damn. I, uh...

I wish I could catch up more,
but I actually have to run.

But we should...

Make plans for tonight.

You know I don't like goodbyes.

Do you have some board
games and a hazy IPA?

I have a fireplace and
bottles of Sancerre?

That'll work.

I'll see you tonight.

See you tonight.

There's that vision in red
I've been waiting to see.

What do you say to a
romantic lunch for two?

I say I love spontaneity,

but I have a meeting with
my social media director.

We actually did have a plan.

Yeah, Friday.

It is Friday.

Oh.

I must have double-booked.

With Alexam's launch next week,
I'm swamped.

It's fine. I get it. You're busy.

And there is a packaging
issue I'm trying to resolve.

Packaging issue?

We ordered ten cases of two-ounce jars,

but received ten cases of
five-ounce jars instead.

So have them send you the right size.

Oh, it's complicated,
and it's Adam's purview.

But he's been MIA.

Probably secretly dating
some Buckhead socialite.

Good for him.

I'm being blown off by
my socialite girlfriend.

Did you use the "G" word?

Oh, sorry.

Should it be "woman friend"?

"Lady friend"?

We can discuss all of the
options at dinner tonight.

"Dinner with boyfriend."

Wow.

"Producer's Guide to Filmmaking."

Does your boss know you're
looking for other jobs?

He does because...

...him I am.

Okay. I'm talking like Yoda.

Sorry about that. Checking in?

Yes. Sasha Harris.

Okay.

Would you look at that.

The boss has upgraded you to a suite.

Five-star service.

I'll be sure to leave a glowing review.

Wait a minute.
You drive a vintage Porsche?

I do. A 1964 911.

Six-cylinder flat engine. Top speed...

Of 130, though I've only hit 110.

What a beauty.

Indeed.

Sasha!

Hey!

You two know each other?

Yeah, we have the same agent.

She got us a test for
a big makeup campaign.

Uh, let me just settle in to my suite,
and then we can hang out.

Cool.

Hey.

This is perfect.

Now you can hook us up.

- I could, but I won't.
- Why not?

I'm supposed to be
looking for Ms. Culhane.

What if she's the one?

First of all, Sasha's not the one

because she'd never change her name.

And second of all,
which is also last of all,

I don't mix business and pleasure.

Well, that's perfect.
You can stick to business,

and I'll stick to the pleasure.

Setting up my closest
friend with a colleague

is a recipe for disaster,

because when you two break it off,

it's only uncomfortable for me, not you.

I haven't even gone out with her yet.

How are we already breaking up?

Well, look at it this way.

You don't have to break up with her

because I don't want you to date her.

You're welcome.

So Linda wasn't responsible
for the Morell site spill?

The-the woman you-you fired,
rehired and refired?

No, she was.

Jeff found out that she was

taking her orders from Kelly, my VP,

but apparently Kelly only did it because

she was being blackmailed
by Patty De Vilbis.

And Jeff told you that?

No, Kelly just did. Keep up.

So now what? Are you gonna fire Kelly?

I don't know. She seemed so pathetic

and apologetic over the phone.

But I can't think about Kelly right now

because Patty is coming.

No, Fallon.
You need to stay away from her.

- She's toxic.
- Oh, no pun intended, I'm sure.

Oh.

Cute hat.

Thank you. I got it, uh...

You can go, sweetie.

And so can that hat.

What do you want?

I heard about your little
toxic spill mishap.

I'm impressed you're still
willing to show your face

at the track tomorrow.

Oh, I'll be there.

And now I know it was
you who sabotaged Morell.

This is when my legal team would tell me

to neither confirm nor deny that.

I know a lying liar when I see one,

especially one who wears
white before Memorial Day.

So tell me why you're
here and then disappear.

Gladly.

I thought we could make tomorrow's race

a little more exciting for both of us.

Well, the race isn't about us.

It's about the horses.

And I'm sure I will have
plenty of excitement

- in the winner's circle.
- I get it if you're nerv.

I just thought whoever's horse wins

could get a cool one mil from the other.

Oh, Patty.

I know that you need money now
that your daddy cut you off,

but I just don't feel
comfortable cleaning you out.

I'm not worried.

Espesh if Allegra is as
big a loser as her owner.

Hashtag second place,

2006 Buckhead Equestrian Finals,
14 and under.

You know what?

I will take your streak and your money

just like I took back Morell Green.

Does this mean we have a bet?

We sure do.

But make it two million.

Why not raise the stakes even more?

Loser also has to walk away

from Heroic Hooves Foundation forevs.

Deal. And then I'll never
have to see you again.

- See you tomorrow.
- See you tomorrow.

Sorry, we're late.
I wanted to check on the clinic,

and we lost track of time.

It's not a problem.

Right, we had lunch plans.

Um, right.

Just give me a moment.

I'm just gonna figure out my schedule.

Hmm, I love the way the Brits say that.

Clearly you forgot that we were
on your "schedule."

Well, it's not really my fault.

Dr. Leonard has been
a royal pain in my...

"Arse"?

Sorry.

What's going on?

Well, he's just shown a
complete lack of respect

for me as hospital counsel,

and he's refusing to go
along with a new mandate.

Well, we can take care of
this guy in one phone call.

Just take a breath before you call,

like, a hit man or something.

I was gonna call one
of the board members,

but maybe your idea is better.

No, I'd prefer
if he wasn't maimed or killed.

Why not sit him down and appeal
to his compassionate side

as a health care provider?

It's good for the hospital,
good for him.

Yep, I tried that, and he mocked me

and walked away before I could finish.

Well, then,
maybe let Blake do what he can.

You say the word,

I'll have this guy on a one-way bus

to Poughkeepsie before
the weekend's over.

Thank you, but, um...

I think I'm gonna handle this myself.

Diplomatically.

Uh, Ms. Carrington,
I have some concerning news.

Allegra hasn't eaten since this morning.

Well, then get her
some better tasting oats.

It's not that simple.

We're not sure what's causing it,
but I'm worried that

it'll affect her race if
she's not eating by tomorrow.

She's clearly not herself.

Unless you would like
to look for a new job,

you need to get her back

to being herself. This morning,

you told me that she was ready,

and I trusted you.

I cannot lose this race to Patty.

Okay? Especially not after

I've made some very substantial wagers.

The vet is on his way.
We'll run some tests,

and I'll report back.

He's doing the best he can, okay?

And you bet two million dollars.

That's not exactly substantial to you.

It's not about the money.

Whoever loses has to leave
the Heroic Hooves Foundation.

So you find a new charity.

What? I won't be a charity hopper, Sam.

Besides, HHF is

where I started to evolve into a...
a better version of myself.

If I turn my back on them now,
how will that look?

- So what are you gonna do?
- Well, it's obvious.

If Allegra is not gonna be able to race,

I have to make sure that
Leonora can't race either.

Please tell me the "obvious"
thing is not kidnapping a horse.

No. I'm not insane.

I just have to make sure

that Lenora gets disqualified
before the race tomorrow.

I'll slip her a diuretic.

So she has to pee during the race?

Diuretics are on the banned
substances list on race days.

Fallon, this is
the better version of yourself?

Killing a horse? Absolutely not!

I'm not killing anything, Sam.

She'll just fail her prerace drug test

and won't be able to race.

She'll get the day off. Honestly,

she'll probably thank me.

So are you in?

Uh... no.

Why am I the only one who
knows how to get anything done?

Alexis Colby

of Alexam Corp.

I'm looking for my
social media director.

She has that weird millennial
energy that looks like laziness

and a name that kind of
sounds like a flower.

This skin care product
is a game changer, Doctor.

Your drugs are a youth serum.

And my concierge services are
also available for house calls.

What the hell are you doing?

Um, I'm accepting Nancy's Venmo.

Though I also take Zelle or PayPal.

How dare you go off and start
a concierge doctor business?

Well, that's a wrap, ladies.

This is what you've been doing

instead of dealing with
your Alexam commitments,

including that packaging disaster?

Yes. And business is booming,
thanks for asking.

I can't believe you would cheat
on our company for a few bucks.

Oh, this is not about the money.

This is about stopping you
from walking all over me.

Remember, this new formula is
based on my antiaging drug.

Correction: was your drug.

Now it's mine,

and I will not let you use
it without authorization.

Try and stop me.

Don't worry. I will.

- How's the wine?
- Oh, divine.

Oh, a present?

From a special someone?

Not really.

My mother's starting a new
accessories line, and I told her

I would wear something
tomorrow at the racetrack.

Jeff Colby is a gambler.

Who knew?

Do you know when to hold 'em?

- Uh, yeah, cute. No...
- Well, do you at least

- know when to fold 'em?
- Actually, I prefer to walk away.

I like being in control.

These designs are sick.

And I mean that in the
non-neurotoxicity way.

Yeah. They may be, but, uh,
I'm-I'm thinking I may just pass

on the whole thing anyway.

I'm not comfortable with that.

Oh, because you don't like a tie?

I'm not buying it.

What's the real problem, Colby?

Okay, uh, I'm just not ready
to be accosted by reporters,

answering questions about how I feel

and-and what my next plans are.

I don't have any plans.

I want to get my life in order
before I face the masses.

You need to loosen up.

Oh, oh, oh. Oh.

Uh, okay, it looks like

you're having a little too
much fun with the wine, yeah?

- Oh, you know what would be more fun?
- Mm?

Is if you took me to the races with you.

I bet you I can keep the press
from asking you any questions.

But I'll need some of
Mama Colby's accessories.

Yeah, that
shouldn't be a problem at all.

If I win, you have to buy me
that barbecue brisket sandwich

from Fat Larry's I have
been craving for months.

And if I win?

Trust me.

You're not gonna win.

Mm.

Yeah, okay.

We've had enough.

Hi.

It's time to take your vitamins.

Don't worry.

You won't even notice the taste.

What do you think you're doing?

Oh. Uh...

I'm just donating my valuable time

to ensure that every
horse has enough carrots.

Leonora shouldn't suffer

just because you can't afford food.

She looks like she's lost weight.

That's because that's not her.

I switched her out with the lead pony

because I was worried that
someone would try something.

Really, Fal? Sinking to sabo?

"Tage."

I don't need to "sabo" anything.

Allegra is the better horse.

Then let's raise the bet.

When Leonora wins,
I want Femperial Publishing.

That way, I can write a tell-all

and tell all about poor little
rich girl Fallon Carrington.

You can't even finish a word,
let alone a sentence.

Don't worry. I have plenty of other
ways to humiliate you.

I'm just not gonna tell
you what they are, obvi.

Obvi.

Well, while you may live in
your little fantasy world,

we both know how this ends:
with Allegra winning.

And when she does,

I want the one thing
that started this war.

I'm not sure what we can do
about Jeff taking my virginity.

Ew, ew, no.

I want the 14 and
under equestrian trophy

that you clearly won by cheating.

A publishing house for a
dollar store knickknack?

- Deal.
- You know,

I really am a decent person,

and all I wanted was a nice
little race between our horses.

But since you dragged
me into this fight,

prepare to get your ass kicked.

Front desk clerk,

film producer, man behind the bar.

What don't you do?

Well, I was going for the whole

modern-day Renaissance man kind of vibe.

Well, you're killing it.

Um, as long as you're back there,
is there any OJ?

I'm trying to stave off a cold.

Well, I'm actually a health
and fitness expert as well,

and orange juice is a myth.

But you're in luck.

I have a preventative cure-all:

apple cider vinegar and a
spoonful of cod liver oil.

Now I really think I'm gonna be sick.

Don't you trust me?

Something tells me I do.

But why don't we
continue our conversation

about cars and cold
remedies over dinner?

I would really like to,

but I'm gonna be tied
up a little longer.

Let's meet up when you're untied.

You know,
tonight's just not a good night.

Okay, uh, just to be clear,

I'm a model,
and I don't ask a lot of men out.

And when I do, they say yes.

I really want to, but...

I'm trying to be respectful
of Kirby's wishes.

Which are what, exactly?

She doesn't want to
make a situation messy

by mixing business with pleasure.

That doesn't even make sense.

Especially considering
she's dating Charlie.

Charli... XCX?

Charlie, our agent.

What? Oh, I get it.

It's okay for her to mix
business and pleasure,

just not me.

Mm.

I was thinking we can go
to this new high-end diner.

Costs like 35 bucks for a milkshake,

but it's supposed to be worth it.

You know, what I can't shake is

Adam's complete and utter betrayal.

Can we please not talk
about Adam tonight?

Um, you're right. I'm sorry.

But starting a concierge
business behind my back?

You're still talking about him.

Mother? You're suing me? No.

Y-You can't sue your partner.
Or your son.

I'm suing both.
You're using proprietary formulas I own.

I can't believe you would be so selfish

to do this right before our launch.

I'm being selfish?

You're the one moonlighting in hotels

and private homes
throughout Tuxedo Park!

Hey, hey, hey, guys,
take it down a notch, okay?

Seriously,
if you can't deal with each other

as mother and son,

how in the hell will you be
able to run a business together?

I'm not sure we can.

I've actually got a great
therapist who can help you

figure this out.

I don't need a therapist to tell me

that I did nothing wrong.

Okay, I was serious.

And that's not the best
attitude to make things better.

Plus, your relationship with Adam
is starting to cause issues in ours.

All right, listen up, "Dux."

This whole Dr. Phil thing is-is

not gonna get you more
money from my mother.

It's Dex.

And I just made eight figures last year,
so I'm good.

I like your mom,

but I don't like being blown
off because of her childish son.

Dex, what about dinner?

I lost my appetite.

I'm not gonna see a shrink.

I don't want to either.

But we do need help,
and I don't want to lose Dex.

So if fixing this with you

will help me with him,
then that's what I want to do.

And...

if you agree to go,
I will drop the lawsuit.

- Can I get that in writing?
- You're just gonna have to trust me.

You will learn all
about that in therapy.

Okay. After a sleepless night,
I have a new plan.

Better not involve removing

any more breakfast meats from the table.

Since sabotage didn't exactly pan out...

Surprising exactly no one.

...I have a new and better idea,

inspired by Patty's
little stall switcheroo.

If Allegra is not in top shape,

I'll just secretly switch horses.

Well, I mean, you're kidding, right?

This is a terrible idea, Fallon.

It's not ideal. I know that.

But it's not like I had weeks to plan.

I wrote this down in a haze at 2:00 a.m.

And all I need is Daniel's help

and maybe a little shoe
polish to pull it off.

He's not gonna help you.
He could lose his license.

Besides,

Allegra could be fine now.

Maybe you should call before
you start painting horses.

I did, but he didn't get back to me.

- What?
- What's wrong?

Well, it's the assistant trainer.

- The hot one or the married one?
- No, no, no.

Daniel is missing and
apparently Allegra is, too.

Has your father lost his mind?

Okay, uh...

I have to tell you something,

and I should've probably

told you sooner, so don't freak out.

Tell me.

You're like a walking horror movie.

You need to back off of Dr. Leonard.

What? Why?

He's a top doctor who
brings in tons of revenue,

so just let him do whatever he wants.

If he wants to operate

by himself in a closet, so be it.

You have nothing to do with this.

I make the decisions here

that are best for the hospital
because I'm the chief of staff.

For now.

Where have you been?

Mm, I was just about to call you.

Oh, right. You know, I can't tell

if you're lying or if
you're high or both.

Wait, what are you talking about?

I know about your drug habit.

Sam told me he saw you
shooting up in the stables

in front of Allegra, okay?

No wonder she's not eating.
Emotional trauma.

I want you gone.

This has nothing to do with Allegra.

- You have to trust me.
- You keep saying that,

but you're not giving me any reason to,

and now I have to go paint a horse

because of your drug addiction.

And don't give me any excuses, okay?

Because I'm really not in the mood.

I have cancer.

What?

I have cancer, and Sam must
have seen me injecting myself

with immune boosters after my treatment.

Is that true? Does Sam know?

It's true, and-and Sam doesn't know.

And please don't tell him.

Oh, the good news is Allegra's fine.

I took her for a walk and realized

her shoes weren't fitting right.

She wasn't comfortable
so she wasn't eating.

But now that we have the right shoes on,

she's back to her old self.

- She can win.
- New shoes?

That's a solution Carrie
Bradshaw could have

come up with in five seconds. Do you see

why it's a little difficult
for me to trust you?

I do, but I'm your best shot.

I know this horse. I love this horse.

Don't sabotage Leonora or
s-start painting other ones,

whatever that means.

We can win the right way,
but it's your call.

You're the owner.

Hey.

Is Blake around?

No, he went to check on
construction for the airport.

Oh, his airport.

You know, sometimes I forget
what kind of family I'm in.

I know.

It can be crazy.

But I can let him know you stopped by.

Actually, um, I was kind
of hoping to talk just to you.

This Dr. Leonard problem,

it just... it isn't going away,

and now Adam is getting involved, and...

I'm just not sure what to do.

I think you are sure.

You're avoiding the obvious solution.

Well, I don't want
to destroy a man's career

because he won't follow a rule.

But you're willing to destroy yours?

Because if he gets sued,
you'll also take the fall.

But if I accept Blake's help,

I'm just not sure I'm gonna
be able to sleep at night.

The first time I ever did
some Carrington-like things,

I had to take a sleeping pill
at night for a few weeks.

But then, one day, I realized,

"Hey, you're not doing anything wrong."

When people come after us,
we need to fight back.

So now I enjoy a glass

of chilled champagne at
bedtime and sleep like a baby.

And so will you. Trust me.

Well, I have worked too hard to
let this bastard ruin it all.

No one is going to hand you
power or respect, Amanda.

You need to take it and
live with the consequences.

Tell Blake I'm ready.

Now, don't print that.

Fallon? Fallon?

Do you think you have a chance today?

How is Allegra feeling?

Oh, Allegra is feeling great,

and she'll be feeling even
better after she wins.

I might even buy her
some new silks as a gift.

Can we get a couple of
shots with the Oil Royals?

Well, I'm sure Allegra is feeling great,
but there's just

a class difference that you
can't fake with fancy clothes.

No.

As usual, the De Vilbis family

is questioning breeding,

as they have done ever
since Patty's birth.

But after today's race,

I think you'll all be wondering,

"Is this the same Leonora
we've heard about?"

Jeff? Jeff?

You were recently spotted
leaving the hospital.

Is there any truth to the rumors

that your mysterious medical condition

was brought on by your mission to Mars?

Yeah, I didn't actually go to Mars.

- So, uh...
- Okay, but how are you feeling?

Uh, what's your next step?

- And who's your date?
- I got this.

Who needs Mars when you have Luna?

- Accessories by Dom-Mystique.
- Oh.

It's the makeup company.

Looks like Sasha got the gig.

Oh.

And so did you.

Oh, my God, really?

That is so not a nice way
to tell someone good news.

I thought it was funny.

This is amazing.

I don't know how to thank you.

Keep doing what you're doing.

I told you I'm all about second chances,

and you're proving me right.

Just like Sasha.

We should tell her, too.

Oh, she's probably in the middle
of her all-day spa treatment

before her hot date with your friend,

- the one who owns this place.
- Wait, Culhane?

That's the one.

Why? Is that a problem?

No, but it's about to be.

Thank you.

And thank you for
distracting those reporters.

As well as me.

That is a solid use of
Dom-Mystique accessories.

My mother's gonna be thrilled.

Tell her it was my pleasure.

And if memory serves me right,

you owe me more than bubbly.

I always pay my debts.

Until I get my brisket,

how about we settle up like this?

Uh, I'm just not ready yet.

That whole
"getting my life in order" thing

applies to everything,

including not dating
until I feel settled.

I just don't want to do that to you.

Well, I'm a big girl.
I can handle myself.

And I can wait. Though not too long.

Once those pictures of
me hit Hot Tea Atlanta,

who knows what kind of
offers I'll be fielding?

Sam is polishing off
his second peach julep

and told me that you wagered

your entire publishing
division on this race?

It's fine. Don't worry.

"Don't worry"?
Nothing makes me worry more

than when you say "don't worry."

And if you're saying "don't worry,"

that means you know
that you're gonna win.

The only way you could
know that is if you pulled

some sort of Fallon trickery
on an innocent horse.

If you pulled some
sort of Fallon trickery

on an innocent horse,
I don't want to know about it.

I wanted to, but I didn't.

The only trickery I pulled
was convincing myself

to put my trust into
someone other than myself.

So let's hope that Daniel
knows what he's doing.

Otherwise,
Patty may be your next publisher.

Just coming here is half the battle.

The first step in any new marriage

is admitting you need help.

Uh, maybe you need help
because we're not married.

Adam is my son.

And business partner.
We just need to smooth

things out so we can coexist in peace.

And also so my boyfriend sees me trying.

Got it. Uh, apologies.

The emergency session made me think

- this was a domestic dispute.
- It is.

He cheated on me.

- I did not.
- Okay, now I'm even more confused.

- You cheated on our company.
- Because you stole my drug.

Because you framed me for murder.

Because you paid someone
to break up me and Kirby.

Okay, uh, the session

is only 45 minutes.

As much I appreciate a
litany of grievances,

perhaps a truce is what's needed, yeah?

I already truced.

And that's after he burned my face off.

I don't think hyperbolic metaphors...

Burning your face

was the only way I could
get you to listen to me.

And it only lasted until
the gauze was removed.

Okay, so apparently not a metaphor.

Clearly there are some

deep wounds, uh, between the two of you,

but the good news is, uh,
none of them seem unfixable.

You just need to do the work

and be honest about your feelings.

Which clearly isn't an issue.

It is for her because she won't admit

the real truth.

The worst thing she's ever done to me.

Okay, meaning?

Meaning that when I was
kidnapped as a child,

she stopped looking for me.

She gave up on me then,
so I'm giving up on her now.

And they're off in the Peachtree Stakes.

Fairly even break.

Allegra stumbled a bit
coming out of the gate.

Leonora, Nate to Wire and Long Gone Sean

- jump to the early lead.
- She's supposed to be

closer to the lead. I knew

I should've spoken to the jockey.

Freakin' Daniel!

I love the color of her silks, though.

- Oh, I know. Aren't they great?
- Yeah.

Come on, girl!

As they race down the backstretch,

it's still Leonora in front,

followed by Nate to
Wire and Long Gone Sean.

Okay, all right. That's it, girl.

Keep moving.

Chelsea and Derby
Dreams also right there.

As they reach the far
turn and head for home,

it's still Leonora in front
and Nate to Wire a close second

with Allegra four wide
and now in seventh

with some ground to make up.

Damn it.

I'm firing your father as
soon as this race is over.

...but Allegra is absolutely
flying on the outside.

Derby Dreams and Chelsea
also making a run.

Oh, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

Allegra on the outside and
Derby Dreams between horses.

Leonora is done and Allegra
puts her nose in front!

And as they hit the wire,
it's Allegra...

Oh, my God. Congratulations.

See? Sometimes trust pays off.

Yeah.

- Sure does.
- ...for owner Fallon Carrington!

What are you doing?

What's it look like?

I'm going. Can't fight anymore.

You-you stole my dream and my childhood.

You win.

Adam, please. Don't do this.

Don't worry.
I'm leaving behind my drug research.

You can give it to your
new company doctor.

But these books, yeah,
they're actually mine.

I don't care about any of that.

I care about you.

I want you to stay.

I'm dropping the lawsuit
like I said I would.

If you were paying any attention,

you'd realize this is about
more than the lawsuit.

But you just...
you don't seem to get that.

You were wrong.

I never gave up looking for you.

But I had to give up hope.

Because the heartache
of carrying that around

for so long eventually
would've killed me.

And when you came back,

I should have been more clear
about how much you mean to me.

Um...

I want to apologize, too.

For framing you for murder.

I panicked.

And some of the other stuff, too.

Without you, there is no Alexam.

It's just "Alex,"
and that doesn't mean anything.

Yeah, I do think our therapy
session was a good first step.

I think Dr. Bronner's right.

We should talk more.

I agree.

But there's someone else
I need to talk to tonight.

I just hope it's not too late.

These accessories looked
amazing in the pictures.

Thank you for doing that for me.

Of course.

- You know what else was amazing?
- Mm?

You and that Luna together.

Those HTApics of her were killer.

I'm naming a hat...

"The Luna."

Yeah, she's, uh... she's pretty special.

So I assume

there's something going
on between you two?

Mm. We are just friends, okay?

Nothing more.

I'm not in a headspace
to date right now.

What?

I don't give a flying
fedora about your headspace.

And I'm sure Luna doesn't either.

Okay, look, I wore your accessories.

I don't also need your advice,
all right?

Then take your own.

When I wasn't ready to
start an accessories line,

you convinced me to jump in.

There will always be a reason
to stop you from taking a risk.

Yeah. You might be right.

I know I'm right.

And if you don't ask that cute girl out,

Culhane will just snatch her up
since he's looking for a wife.

I'll call her right now.

I can't believe you went behind
my back and asked Sasha out.

Hey, calm down.

She asked me out, and,
yes, I did agree to go.

That's the same thing.

Really? Is it the same thing
as you dating your agent?

Which you didn't even bother to tell me,

maybe because you knew
you'd look like a hypocrite.

I am not a hypocrite.

Oh, so you can mix business
and pleasure whenever you want

and no one else can?

Seems hypocritical.

That's completely different.

You didn't ask me not to date Charlie.

How could I? I don't know her.

And I wouldn't have even if I did.

Oh, no,
you just would've been all judgy.

No. I'm a good friend,
and good friends don't judge.

And you know what else
good friends don't do?

Stop each other from going after
something that makes them happy.

So if you'll excuse me,
I got a date to go to.

Ah, looks like betting

a small country's GDP on
Allegra wasn't a bad idea.

Well, Fallon must be thrilled.

This was you, wasn't it?

You're gonna have to be a
little bit more specific.

My wife just got a job
offer too good to pass up,

a high-level position at the
American embassy in Iceland.

- Hmm.
- I know

you used your connections
to make that happen.

Well, I'm out of politics,
and the only thing I know

about Iceland is that it's
green and Greenland is icy.

Right?

But seems to me that you
should be happy for your wife.

Oh, um,

I picked these up for you.

'Cause you're gonna need them,
you know, in Iceland.

I should've known you'd
have daddy step in

- to protect you.
- Yeah, you should thank her,

because she talked me out
of having you blackballed,

which I could've done faster
than you can say "Reykjavík."

And all you had to do

was not be a pompous jerk.

But at least you've learned now that

if you threaten one Carrington,
you threaten all of us.

There she is.

Are you feeling okay?

I know you have a bad
case of second-itis.

Oh, don't gloat, Fallon.

It makes you look haggard.

Or more haggard.

No more barbs.

I'm here to pay and sashay.

No offense,
but I don't take personal checks.

I'll have the funds wired to you.

Actually, don't.

I don't want your money.

But I do want you to pay,
so send it directly to HHF.

Now that I'm the queen bee,

I have to look out for the foundation.

That's very graysh.

Does this mean I can keep
the seventh grade trophy?

Have you gone banan?

No way. But you can come visit it

once I have the rightful
winner's name engraved on it.

Excuse me. I'm looking for Luna Moreno.

I, uh, spoke to her mother,

who said she had to
be readmitted earlier.

How is she? Can she eat brisket?

I-I know it'll make her feel better.

Uh, yes, she was here.

Uh, she was admitted around 5:00 p.m.

But I'm sorry.

Luna was in end-stage renal failure,

and she didn't make it.

You really can do it all.

Oh, I still have a few tricks
I haven't shown you yet.

- Mm.
- But seeing as how

you're sticking around,

guess we have more time to explore.

I'm still not exploring that
vinegar-cod liver oil combo.

All right. Your loss.

So what are you gonna do
to celebrate this job?

Take a trip somewhere fun?

I wish.

I can hardly afford a plane ticket

after Charlie takes her cut.

Really?

Doesn't she just take like
ten or fifteen percent?

Way more than that.

But I didn't have a
choice when she signed me.

I was basically untouchable for a while.

Long story.

And she gave me

a second chance, slash, last chance.

And I'm still paying for it.

Mm.

- Is Kirby getting the same kind of raw deal?
- Probably.

Her career was basically dead
before Charlie came along.

You should warn her to
read the fine print.

I know it's not the best
thing for a new relationship

to bring baggage in the form of a kid,

certainly not a grown one.

Or three.

But that's how it is,

and I am sorry for the drama.

So if you're going to dump me,
do it now.

- I...
- But before you do,

I just want to say

thank you for the therapy rec.

Adam and I had a breakthrough.

Okay. That's all.

Go on. Though

Adam and I... we didn't fix everything,

we-we did make progress.

'Cause healing takes time.

For the love of Sigmund Freud,
stop talking.

I'm not breaking up with you.

Why would I spend the whole day
solving your packaging problem

if I wanted to break up?

Wait, you fixed my packaging problem?

A VP at an unnamed beauty brand
is an investor in my hedge fund.

I sold her the unused jars and
struck a deal with the supplier

to get the right ones here in time.

That is amazing.

- Thank you.
- So instead of a breakup,

I'd now like a makeup.

To be clear, I mean sex,
not beauty products.

I wanted to give you this

as a token of my appreciation
for bringing home a win today.

We couldn't have done it without you.

Thank you. That means a lot to me.

And I'd also like to offer
you the Peachtree Stakes purse

to aid with your cancer treatments.

Oh, th-that's too generous.

I-I couldn't possibly accept that.

Yes, you can.

And as I build my stable,

you will be my trainer from now on.

Or, you know, for as long as you want.

Well, if it's okay with you,
I'd like to think about it.

I mean, like you,
I prefer to stay in control.

You know, not many people can
get me to do the right thing.

And now it's your turn.

You have to let Sam
know what's going on.

It's not fair to keep him in the dark.

I need to talk to you.

And I need to talk to you.

Okay, but let me go first. Um...

Okay, but let me go away.

I'm not a drug addict, Sam.

But I do have cancer.

You saw me taking medication

for my treatment,
but I-I don't want you to worry.

I'm on the mend, huh?

Kelly, I've given it some thought,

and as much as I hate to say it...

I think I want to give
you a second chance.

I know what it's like to be
backed into a corner and panic,

so I'm going against every
instinct and letting you stay.

But, Kelly, if you ever cross me again,

there will not be a third chance.

You're giving Kelly another shot?

Wow.

I'm impressed.

I could have destroyed her and Patty,

but then I realized
winning isn't everything.

I mean, it's mostly everything,

but sometimes a little
trust goes a long way.

That's very evolved of you.

And now that Allegra has
won her first stakes race,

we can race her a couple more times

and then start breeding her.

Ooh. Well, as long as
we're discussing breeding,

maybe we should get back to
starting our own bloodline?

Oh, I love it when you
horse-talk to turn me on.

That day we saw Luna,

they hadn't discharged her.

When the doctors told her
she was in renal failure,

she made a break for it.

I'm so sorry, Jeff.

It's unfair.

It is.

And what's even more unfair
is that she couldn't afford

the long-term drugs
needed to keep her alive.

She knew she only had
a handful of days left

and didn't want to spend
them in the hospital.

It's sad,

but be thankful for the time
you got to spend with her.

I wish we had more time.

She left me this.

"Don't miss out on your life

"while you're trying to get it together.

Take some chances."

Sound advice.

And I'm taking it.

Someone is going to
pay for Luna's death.

I will make sure she didn't die in vain.

No matter what it takes.

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