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Oh, no!

Dad!

Mr. Compson!

I don't need your sarcasm.

And I don't need criticism from you.

What you see here, Your Honor, are the results of a beating Mr.

Compson suffered yesterday afternoon at the hands of Cole Gilberti.

Chase, I swear to you, I never wanted any of this.

If anything happens to my wife or my children, I'll kill you.

And if I want...

Thank you.

Johann Riedman was stationed in Paris from October 43 to May 44.

Then he was called back to Berlin.

Your mother met him in probably around January of 44.

So it wasn't exactly a long -term relationship.

No, not long, but long enough.

As head of the Gestapo in Paris, he was able to open a lot of doors for

juggling.

Including those of France's finest art museums.

After the war, nobody knows what happened to Reuben. He just, um,

How did my mother ever meet a man like that?

Probably through Henry Dunant.

They took a great many precautions to keep their relationship a secret.

It seems they succeeded.

Well, until now.

Well, I guess this makes my mother a war criminal of sorts.

James. Pilfering museums.

Amassing money and power?

Look, this article started out as a tribute to Jacqueline, right? It's

into a nightmare.

Why don't we just drop it?

You're probably right.

Maybe someday when it's not so painful anymore.

Is there anybody there?

Oh, brother, this is getting to be really annoying.

Long number again? I guess.

Unless it was for you.

Meaning?

Meaning. You know, the wife answers, hang up, one of those deals.

You know better than that. I've always had my girlfriends call me at the

Thank you. I'm looking for a little reassurance, and this is what I get.

Well, I could be persuaded to try, uh...

A more pleasurable method if you're willing to miss your aerobics class?

No, no, no. I know that I have to keep in shape if I'm going to maintain my

slim lead over the competition.

However, I might be persuaded to have lunch with you.

No, thank you, Charlie.

Doctor's order.

Excellent. As always. Thank you, Mr. Erickson. Tell me, Charlie, is there any

dish you can't prepare?

We are here to discuss Joseph's custody case, not to review the menu.

We're doing everything we possibly can, Angela.

We all know about the slow -moving wheels of justice.

Morning.

Morning. But if I were you, Philip, and that goes for all of you, I would find a

way to grease those slow -moving wheels.

We're all doing our best, Grandmother. Then try harder.

I won't accept anything but victory.

That's why we're so lucky to have Philip taking care of everything.

After all, someone clever enough to take control of the Agretti Harvest.

This should be quite simple.

Well, the fact that Philip outsmarted you is certainly no character reference.

What should we say about the fact that he also probably outsmarted you? From

sound of things, it seems that Philip is more than capable of handling anything

he's involved with these days.

Actually, I've already made arrangements to see Judge Winthrop this morning.

I suspect that before too long, the wheels of justice will be greased even

your satisfaction.

You see?

It's all settled.

Be in the stables if you need me.

We all know that Joseph is not Lance's son. If you're that eager for an heir to

Falcon Crest, you'll just have to be patient and wait for the birth of

new baby.

Knowing Melissa, I doubt that the child is Lance's either.

I don't understand why Joseph's custody is so important to you. Is it just

pride? I'm not used to having my motives questioned. Just handle the case like I

asked you.

I'd like to get out to the construction site this afternoon.

You'll have to handle the editorial meeting.

Fine.

Yeah.

Send him in.

Ah. Good morning, Mr. Cheney, Miss Lynch.

What an unexpected pleasure.

The pleasure is entirely mine.

Miss Lynch told me all about the little conversation you had with her while I

was in New York.

I don't appreciate threats to my employees.

I spoke with Norton Crane last night. Apparently, I'm not the only one who's

making threats.

Do you work for the cartel or do you work for Crane?

Because I got a feeling the cartel wouldn't appreciate some of the

he's been involved in.

You worked with Mr. Crane in the Van Enger shipping offices in Geneva, didn't

you? He managed to juggle Van Enger's books.

To his advantage, and if the cartel ever found out Mr.

Norton Crane would only be a memory.

That would be a pity.

The company has enjoyed enormous success under his leadership.

I suggest that you back off, because the cartel isn't going to have anything to

do with my racetrack.

You're a very difficult man, Mr. Channing. So I've been told.

I really must be going.

Oh, by the way...

Did you hear about the fire in Geneva last night? The Van Enger shipping

were completely destroyed by fire. The company records are in ashes.

Fortunately, I kept a copy of all those records.

On microfilm in box KGM 188. It's a standard credit bank in Switzerland.

Apparently, a careless bank employee spilled acid on the contents of your

deposit box.

Good day, Mr. Chen.

Go to the board now. I mean, tell them everything you know.

It'd just be my word against Crane's.

Damn.

It's my own stupid fault.

I should have moved that microfilm while I had the chance.

Where does this put you now?

Right where they want me.

Thank you, Nick.

Have some toast, gentlemen. I wasn't expecting company for breakfast, but

there's plenty for everyone.

Thank you, but no thanks.

Your Honor, I'll be very brief.

I'd like you to dismiss the Compson custody case.

I presume you have grounds for this request, Mr. Erickson? I do.

Mr. Plann has been unable to make a case for his client.

Instead of facts, he's been dealing in innuendo.

Actually, a case has been made.

The blood types prove conclusively that Lance Compson could not have fathered

his vice -child. The fact that Lance Compson has acknowledged Joseph as his

gives him the status of legal parent, in spite of the allegations of Mr. Plann.

Ah, ah, ah.

That's the issue, not the conclusion.

Your Honor, this is hardly the proper forum to try this case. Why not let Mr.

Erickson make his point in open court?

But that's precisely why I'm making a motion for dismissal.

My clients have been subjected to enough public attacks on their good character.

Philip, please spare us the white light. And I shouldn't have to remind you that

Mrs. Compson is pregnant with another child.

The strain of continuing this trial could cause irreparable harm, both to

and to her unborn child.

Cole Tiberi and his family are also under a great deal of strain.

Your Honor.

We can't overlook their welfare any more than we can the welfare of the child.

Well, this court has always maintained that Joseph's welfare is his primary

responsibility.

Something I trust both counsel bear in mind at all times.

I'll take Mr. Erickson's motion to dismiss under advisement.

I'll roll on the matter when court resumes.

Good day, gentlemen.

And with the recent addition of the Greco winery, our projections show a

distribution increase approaching 21 .6 % by the end of the next fiscal period.

Charlie, stop the car.

What's going on here?

Good morning, Angela.

What's going on?

It's a step into the future.

This is our new champagne equipment.

Paul.

Yes, Mrs. Chunning?

I want you to see that all this equipment gets back on the truck and out

immediately. Ma 'am?

It's okay, Paul.

You're working for me now.

You know what has to be done.

You see, Angela, you're no longer calling the shots around here.

It's my project, it's my idea, and my father's letting me run it my way.

Well, I think you should be reminded of something.

Falcon Crest is a winery that produces wine.

Superb wine.

Not inferior champagne.

I guess that means I shouldn't mark you down for an introductory case.

I don't need your sarcasm. And I don't need criticism from you.

You're intruding in things that are no longer your concern.

We'll see who's intruding.

I want you to keep the pressure on Chase, Calvin.

Absolutely no wine distribution until he agrees that you can place a lien on

everything he owns.

You're the boss.

I'll break those Giobertes.

I want Falcon Crest back in my hands.

Where it belongs.

That class was brutal.

Wait a second, okay?

If men only knew the trouble we women went through just for the slightest sign

of approval.

By men, I assume you mean Dr. Foster.

Maybe.

Did I tell you I am preparing dinner for two at Falcon Crest? Yes.

Three times, you told me.

Everyone has something planned, so we have the whole house to ourselves.

Good.

Now, my advice is you keep the meal and the conversation light.

Don't worry. I'm just glad not to have my mother around for a change.

How's the article coming along?

There's not going to be an article, Emma.

What? I don't understand. You worked so hard on it.

It's Richard, isn't it? He got to you. No, no, it's not Richard. It's the

subject matter. That's what got to me. Look, I... I certainly feel that

Jacqueline's past should be exposed, but I cannot do that to Chase.

She was his mother.

But it's the truth.

Look, I know it's a compromise, but what am I going to do?

Why don't you let me read it?

Okay, actually I'd like you to read it then you understand why my hands are

You certainly read a lot about your new hobby. Oh, it's more than a hobby.

I'm in the business now.

And I expect to be taken seriously.

Well, you don't buy your way into winemaking. You are born to it.

I couldn't agree with you more.

And that is precisely why I've decided to hire Lance.

Lance is not for hire.

I already have him on salary.

Lance came to me, needed a job.

I needed a right -hand man, somebody to supervise the day -to -day operations.

What better choice than the protege of Angela Channing? You had the nerve to

hire my grandson without consulting me first?

Business is business, Angela.

You had nothing to offer.

I did.

I'm away.

Nicely stroked.

You do like to keep the pressure on, don't you?

I say don't play the game if you can't take the pressure.

Hello, Emma.

Hi. Mind if I come in?

Of course not. It's your newspaper.

Welcome back.

Oh, thank you.

Richard, how sweet.

I missed you.

I miss you, too.

I stopped by your house while you were gone, but Angela managed to keep me from

seeing you.

That's my boy. He's under control.

You weren't at the staff meeting this morning.

Richard, I forgot. I'm sorry.

It's all right. Your secretary said you were rather preoccupied.

Maggie's article.

How'd you get?

A reliable source.

I have to keep track of my reporters.

I'd like to read it as soon as you're finished.

I can't let you do that. You don't have any choice. As you just reminded me, it

is my newspaper.

But Maggie is not submitting this article for publication.

She's not?

No. If you want to read about it, you'll have to ask her.

I'm glad she finally listened to reason.

I'm not.

There's some really juicy stuff in here.

Too juicy, I guess.

Jacqueline was my mother, Emma. I think I have a right to know what Maggie

wrote.

I'm sure you'll read it sooner or later.

It's bound to get published someday.

Alterations seem perfect, Mr. Hobson.

You made a fine choice.

Let me get the pants to see how they fit.

You've got a fine figure, Mr. Gioberti.

You've got a pretty nice figure yourself, Mrs.

Gioberti. Thank you.

Well, the judge is going to take one look at you and your new suit and give

anything you want.

I wish this thing was over.

Hey, don't go soft on me now.

Cole, you've got an excellent chance of winning this thing.

But only if we stay strong.

What would I do without you?

Oh, I don't know.

Probably join a monastery.

You know, public display of affection is a trait of class A.

I didn't know that you patronized the finer shops now.

That's a shame the clothes don't make the man.

And you're living proof of your own cliche, aren't you, Lance?

Huh.

You know, if you ever want to know what it's like to be with a real man, Linda,

you got my number at Falcon Quest.

Oh, no!

Mr.

Compson! Mr. Compson, are you all right?

Leave him alone, Cole.

Haven't you done my family enough harm? Come on.

Come on, let me get you to your car.

Come on.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Next time he won't be.

Mission accomplished.

Oh, uh, Mr. Hobson?

Thank you for your help. Now, don't forget the rest of our agreement. Mr.

Compson, isn't this some other way?

Colgier barely seems like such a fine young man.

If I were as old as you are, I would think long and hard about starting my

business over in another community.

Get it?

Melissa, your performance was perfect.

He even had me convinced that she cared about me.

Believe me, Lance, everything I did was for Joseph.

I think I'm on my way to produce one of the finest wines in the history of this

valley. I'm sure you will.

Lance is going to be a great help, of course.

But ultimately, I'm the man responsible for the integrity of the wine.

I don't know why you're not more concerned about integrity of character.

I don't understand why he's so angry.

I went to great personal expense to keep this crush out of Chase's hands. I may

not make a penny out of this whole venture.

And at the rate you're going, your legal profession will go to pot, too.

Don't tell me you're going to dispense with my services.

I am thinking of dispensing with you.

Well, I'm certainly in great demand elsewhere.

At the New Globe, for instance.

I know that Richard would pay me a handsome premium.

Now that I'm controlling the agretti harvest.

You certainly know a lot about a lot of things.

But your loyalty belongs to me.

You're not really interested in my loyalty.

As an attorney or as a friend, you want a slave, a role I'm not interested in

playing.

I think I've seen enough of this seedy little operation.

What does a person do if a close friend tells them a secret that they can't

possibly keep?

Well, if it's a private matter, I think you should keep the secret at all costs.

But if your friend has robbed a bank, for example, then you have to make a

choice. Well, it is a sort of moral choice.

Then you have to serve yourself, Emma.

Even if it hurts someone very badly?

If your reasons are important enough.

You see, a life spent pleasing others to the detriment of yourself can be

confusing and empty.

I think you should do what you do because you want to.

Do you always do what you want to?

I'm here with you now, aren't I?

That's not a very professional look, Doctor.

Therapy is over.

Richard? I was hoping I'd catch you before.

No one here except me, ma 'am.

Everybody's gone home for the night.

Yes, I... Well, actually, I just stopped by to drop something off.

A note, actually.

I think I'll wait and tell him in person.

Are you sure this is necessary, ma 'am?

My grandmother wants results.

I'll give her results.

Lance, tradition forbids this.

Charlie, can the philosophy lesson?

Just do it.

No, Alyssa.

She's right, Lance.

Jelly, I'll say when it's enough.

Very good.

No, that's all right. I'll pour. Thank you.

Small world.

Is it now?

Terry Hartford.

Maggie Gioberti's sister.

Oh, yes, of course.

We met at your housewarming party. Of course, we certainly did. How silly of

Forgive me.

Don't apologize.

I'm sure you're constantly befeased by eager women.

You flatter me.

Have a seat.

I'll have one, too.

Are you waiting for someone?

Yes, Michael.

Dr. Ransom.

Haven't seen him.

Well, I guess he must have gotten hung up at the hospital.

Typical doctor.

Care for a glass of wine?

Thank you.

If I had known that so many people knew about

this restaurant, I'd have made a reservation elsewhere.

Hello.

Hello.

was supposed to meet Michael Ransom.

He appears to have been delayed.

How unfortunate.

Would you care to join us? We haven't ordered yet.

Oh, I really couldn't.

Maybe some other time, though, when you're not quite so busy.

That would be nice.

I'm sure it would.

Good night.

Good night.

Oh, what should we tell Dr. Ransom when, if he turns up?

Tell him he's late, of course.

A phony of pretext for just thumping into you. I've never heard.

She does seem just a bit transparent, doesn't she?

Well, then why humor her?

A talent like that is worth cultivating.

I know a black sheep when I see one, and she is certainly unlike the rest of the

Diabertis.

Vern, you're just the man I was looking for. What can I do for you, Miss

Channing? You can add this to tomorrow morning's first edition. My instructions

are inside.

Awful late to be changing the front page, Miss Channing.

Well, you're the night editor.

There must be something you can do.

Might be able to make the four -star final tomorrow afternoon.

Do what you can. It's real important to me.

You're the boss, Miss Channing.

Yes.

I am, aren't I?

I'm sorry I'm late, Doctor, but I had a big order to get out. An eight -tiered

wedding cake.

If I keep on your feet day and night in that job, we might have to get you a new

line of work.

Hey, I told you.

I'm a baker.

Told you you're going to be a dead baker if you keep missing your physical

therapy. The clinic is here to help you. You've got to let us try.

And how am I supposed to run my business? Get somebody to help you,

What about that beautiful daughter of yours?

I don't have a daughter.

No, now, come on. It's none of your concern.

Of course it is. Anything that affects your health is my concern.

The bitterness in your heart does more damage than any physical factor.

Since when did you become a head shrinker, huh?

It doesn't take a degree in psychiatry to know your problem, Vince. You've

locked your daughter out of your heart.

If you open up your heart, it'll do more than anything I can prescribe.

I hope you don't plan to bill me for this advice.

Because it certainly isn't worth very much.

Vince, we're not through.

I'm through.

Who is this?

Well, you ladies are done. Cole and I will conjure up a little espresso in my

dessert specialty.

Oh, is something wrong?

It was a man. He said something

terrible would happen if I didn't let Jacqueline Perrault rest in peace.

Are you sure? No, but he's the only one who could be afraid of anything the

article might say.

But you're not even planning on having it published, are you? He doesn't know

that. There's something else, Chase. I didn't bother to tell you because I

thought it was somebody's poor attempt at a joke, but... What?

On my death, there was a note.

It was actually pieces of newsprint cut out and glued onto a piece of paper

warning me to drop the project.

What? I don't know.

I don't know whether to be angry or frightened.

There's got to be something we can do to get more seats in here. Give me another

row of these VIP boxes. Those are the high rollers.

I think anything we do to accommodate them will come back to us tenfold.

I'm sorry, Mr.

Channing, but... It's all right, Lynn. My brother's always welcome here. I want

to talk to you. All right.

A tenfold return on the clubhouse.

In this case, bigger is better.

The Tuscany down is going to be something we can all be proud of.

Right, Chase?

Lay off.

I beg your pardon?

If Maggie receives any more phone calls or notes or is otherwise harassed in any

way, I'll go directly to the district attorney.

I hate to disappoint you, but I don't have the slightest idea what you're

talking about.

You know damn well what I'm talking about.

Threatening calls, threatening notes.

Your obvious attempts to keep her away from her article on Jacqueline.

Chase, I'm the publisher. I have total approval over all editorial content. And

I never had any intention of printing Maggie's article, so I certainly have no

need to threaten.

My God.

They're doing it.

They're doing it?

They know about Maggie's article. They're trying to stop it. They don't

that I wasn't going to print it. They? Who is they? The cartel. The people who

were associated with our mother. They want her past.

And their present kept quiet.

What cartel? What are you talking about?

Jacqueline, as Maggie's undoubtedly told you right now, was a woman of

considerable strength.

She sat at the head of a highly structured international business

conglomerate.

This organization has survived her.

There are now new people at the helm.

And they have contacts in all realms of the world economy.

From widgets to wet work.

Otherwise known as murder.

Don't be absurd.

She may have done some awful things, but she was no gangster.

She was far too clever and too ruthless for that, Chase.

Mere gangsters ran for cover in the face of the cartel.

John Osborne and Henri Danone died because of the cartel.

God, why wasn't I told?

You were the good son.

Mother wanted to protect you. Why didn't you? I agreed with her.

I didn't want you involved.

Now it may be too late. And Maggie is in the middle of this whole thing. I tried

to convince her not to go any further with it. She wouldn't listen. Because

obviously left out the facts. You neglected to mention that somebody could

killed for asking unpopular questions. I had no idea.

That is a lie.

Chase, I swear to you, I never wanted any of this.

And I swear that if anything happens to my wife or my children...

I'll kill you with my bare hands.

Count on it.

number 84 -1357, Ghiberti v.

Compton. The Honorable Randolph P. Winthrop, Judge presiding.

Be seated.

Hi,

is everything okay?

How'd it go with Richard?

I'm sure you wouldn't want to know.

Of course I wanted to know. Did it have anything to do with the article on

Jacqueline?

I thought we decided there wasn't going to be any article, Maggie.

Where is he?

He'll be here.

He better be.

Or he'll lose a lot more than just this case.

Counsel?

With regard to Mr. Erickson's motion to dismiss, this court has given

considerable thought to the strain being suffered by both families.

However, in the interest of the minor child, Joseph, and his immediate

this court has determined that Mr.

Erickson's motion is without merit, and therefore...

Quiet in here.

Order in court.

Mr. Erickson.

What is going on here?

Your Honor, my client apologizes for any inconvenience he may have caused. In

fact, he's here against the advice of his physician.

What you see here, Your Honor, are the results of a beating Mr. Compson

yesterday afternoon at the hands of Cole Gioberti.

After Mr.

Jobert, he shoved Mr. Compson into the clothing rack.

Well, that's when Mrs. Compson came in.

We both went to Mr. Compson's assistance.

It took the two of us to help him to his car.

I barely touched him. I pushed him.

That's all.

You're lying.

This is all a lie.

Mr. Platt, if you can't control your client, he'll have to be excused from

courtroom. But they're lying, Your Honor. This is not a criminal trial

guilt or innocence is being decided, Mr. Giaberti. This is a civil proceeding.

And the court is trying to determine not only paternity, but also fitness.

And I can't do that if you insist on disrupting testimony.

Thank you, Your Honor.

No more questions?

Mr. Hobson?

How long have you known Leds Compson?

All his life.

I sold him his first pair of long pants.

And he's been a regular, loyal customer all these years?

Yes. If Mr. Thompson and his friends were to stop patronizing your store,

it would have quite a serious economic impact on you, wouldn't it? Objection.

The witness cannot be expected to draw conclusions to hypothetical situations.

Sustained. Let me put this another way, then, Mr. Thompson.

Exactly what price do you place on your loyalty to Mr. Thompson?

Objection, Your Honor.

No more questions.

Emotions have been running high ever since this thing started.

I guess irrational behavior is something we all should have expected.

I really do not want to compound matters by bringing the police into this.

You are a student of the martial arts, are you not, Mr. Compson?

I am.

A black belt, if I'm not mistaken.

Yes. That qualifies you as an expert, correct?

I suppose, yes.

Now tell me, how does an expert in the martial arts sustain a beating such as

you received without even attempting to defend himself?

Objection. Mr. Compson's reasons for not breaking the law by fighting...

Are immaterial.

Overruled. I'm interested in the answer myself.

Well, in all good conscience, I guess I felt that fighting would not

be in Joseph's best interest.

I mean, that's why we're all here, isn't it?

To make sure, to feed to it that my son's interests are served.

On the matter of the custody of Joseph Cumson, a minor child, this court has

reconsidered and decided to rule in favor the respondent's motion to

Further, though lacking any jurisdiction in this matter, this court wishes to

admonish Mr. Giroberti for his violent attack on Mr. Cumson.

Case dismissed.

You got a minute?

Come on in, Vince.

A little early for your cardiac rehab group, aren't you?

Well, I just wanted a chance to talk to you.

To tell you that... I know what you've been trying to do

is right.

I've been a little stubborn, I guess, huh?

All I know is, what do I do now?

I just got through talking to Chase.

Linda's gonna need you more than ever.

You've always been telling me how much I need her.

Vince.

Linda and Cole lost the custody suit.

Or if Lance walked through that door right now, I'd kill him.

Mr.

Platt, isn't there anything that we can do?

Oh, I think there are enough irregularities to get Judge Winthrop's

reversed.

And I believe that I can get that fellow Hobson to crack.

Anyway, I will start working on the appeal first thing tomorrow.

No.

There won't be any appeal. Cole, exactly what do you have in mind? An appeal is

the only way.

I can't put you guys through this anymore.

Or Joseph either.

We're not talking about a piece of land like fighting with Angela over Falcon

Crest. He's my son.

One day he'll know who his father is.

Where's Lance?

Resting. He's had a difficult few days.

Well, what he did was quite drastic, wasn't it?

You're the one that always demands results, Angela.

Hello, Joseph.

Come on over and sit on my lap.

What is it they say about the instincts of children and animals?

Come on, darling.

Thank you for what you were able to do.

Darling, it couldn't have been more.

Thank you. Bye -bye. Talk to you tomorrow.

Michael. Hi, Maggie. Hi. Are Linda and Cole here?

Yes. Come on, Fitz. Come on.

Come in, Mr. Caproni, please.

Daddy?

Oh, Daddy.

Don't cry.

I've done enough of that for both of us.

Cole, I'm sorry about what happened.

I know a father -in -law is not much substitute for a son.

Maybe I can help.

Oh, Mr.

Channing, there's a man on the phone who insists on speaking with you but

refuses to give his name. Tell him Mr. Channing is out. I did, ma 'am, but he

says he knows better, that he just saw you arrive.

Put him off. But he's very insistent. All right, put him through.

She's driving me nuts. I want a new receptionist. Consider it done.

This is Richard Channing. Who is this?

Mr. Channing, I have been ordered to inform you that the cartel is holding

solely and personally responsible for today's indiscretion.

What are you talking about, today's indiscretion?

The consensus is that a man like you is too unpredictable to be publishing a

newspaper. If you haven't read your own final edition, I'd say the consensus is

quite accurate.

Is that today's? Final.

Who could have done this without your knowledge?

Emma. The cartel must be furious.

Of course they are.

This isn't just a newspaper article.

This is my death warrant.