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Oh, signora, ciao, ciao, ciao.
Attenzione ai capelli.
Oh, mamma mia.
That, Mr. Reardon, is a Gioberti.
And I'm dying to find out why she's here.
I hope you don't mind having a new sister in your life.
It'll take a bit of getting used to.
I suppose I'll be seeing you at the de Bercy party.
Francesca Gioberti is going to be there. Life at Falcon Crest is never going to
be the same again.
Bye.
Jasper Giberti.
It must have been some experience to grow up in the shadow of such a man.
He taught me a great deal.
I had only my mother to influence me.
I never knew my father.
Well, if I had gotten your cable, we could have made some arrangements, such
a car at the airport.
Francesca.
Oh, scuse me.
This is more than just a social visit, isn't it?
Oh, I have something very important to discuss with you.
Oh, thank you, Charlie.
Business matters or family matters?
Whether Gioberti's business matters or family matters, are they not?
Spoken like a true Gioberti.
Welcome to Falcon Crest.
This wine, it is from here?
Yes, it's a very late harvest.
Our harvest in Italy will also be late.
Seven years late.
Our vineyards are diseased.
You mean with the virus?
Yes, a fungus.
In this country, you call it black rot.
At this very moment, our vines are being torn up and burned.
After replanting our first crush...
is at least seven years late.
Oh, I asked Charlie to bring your luggage in.
We can talk later after you've had some rest.
Charlie, would you show Mr. Giaberti to the guest room?
This way, please.
Oh, mamma mia.
Who is that?
That, Mr. Reardon, is the Giberti.
And I'm dying to find out why she's here.
All right.
Yeah. Well, thanks for checking it out.
Yeah, bye -bye.
Now, look.
Whitehead has disappeared.
According to the post office, he left no forwarding address.
He told his foreman he was going to live abroad and then just took off.
I am beginning to feel the caress of Angela's hand in all this.
Well, honey, without any proof, that's a dangerous statement to make.
Whitehead gave false testimony to the FAA, resulting in the suspension of my
pilot's license.
He immediately inherited $125 ,000 from an aunt he didn't even know he had.
Then he skips the country without leaving a word to anybody.
Whose work did that sound like? Honey, I am on your side, you know?
I know, I know.
It's just that I am running out of ideas and I'm running out of patience. All
right, all right. What about Alan Caldwell? He wants to help. Maybe you
FAA review board to look into this.
I don't know.
Maybe.
All right, what about Emma?
Emma doesn't remember anything about the flight. Caldwell even noted that in his
report. But we might be able to help her remember. Maybe a psychiatrist.
You're grasping at straws. Well, so you're a desperate man.
I am desperate. Okay. What do we have to lose?
Monsieur de Bercy?
Excuse us.
Here, tapes.
Take off your glasses, period.
I don't trust a man if I can't see his eyes.
What kind of Angela Channing to place my sculpture so near her feet of power?
I'll have to thank her someday.
Tapes three contains details of a contract she is negotiating.
The rest is unimportant domestic affairs. If you wish to truly understand
opponent, nothing is unimportant.
Yes?
Bring them in.
We'd best leave out. We mustn't see them together.
Ah, an unexpected pleasure.
Bottom down by the creek.
We weren't doing anything wrong.
From all appearances, this young woman's father might not agree.
Let's hope that we don't have to tell him.
Just because we were swimming on private land doesn't mean you can push people
around.
An overreaction, and I agree.
No, we can't deny you are trespassers.
All of us kids used to creep.
The Giannini's never hassled us.
The Giannini's are no longer.
Everything has changed.
If you'd just give us our clothes back. I promise we won't come anywhere near
this place again.
A most mature solution.
There have been known to make exceptions in special cases.
Lance and Angela both claim they saw something leaking from the engines as
boarded the aircraft.
I think they made it up. Because of Dr.
Parrish, I remember everything, and I don't remember that.
They didn't even say anything about it. Well, honey, that should make you sleep
better tonight.
Maybe, but it's not going to mean anything to Senator Bundy Silverlake or
SAA review board he pressured into condemning me.
You know Bunny, too.
Bunny?
That's a funny name for a big, important politician, but that's what Mother
always calls him.
She won't admit it, but I think that Senator Silverlake was sweet on her many
years ago.
They talk all the time.
Uh -huh.
You think she might have talked to him right before the FAA revoked your
license? It's worth looking into, isn't it?
Mother keeps a record of all her calls. I could find out the last time she and
Bunny spoke.
No, no. There's been enough damage. I don't want this to come between you and
your mother, too.
Oh, don't be silly.
The one thing you learn at Falkencrest is how to take care of yourself.
Oh, I almost forgot.
We have a guest from Italy.
You should stop by and meet her.
You must visit us someday.
Everywhere near Florence where I live, there are gibertis.
Doctors, artists, even a priest.
But mostly...
They walk the land.
It is difficult sometimes.
Oh, well, it's difficult here, too, at times.
I'm hoping we can find a way to bring our families together. That would be
for both.
The first and the last time I saw you was when my father took me to where he
born.
You were such a little girl.
She looked so forlorn in that huge old house.
You were so elegant in your...
Summer hat and pretty dress.
We didn't understand one word each other said.
Much has happened since then.
How exactly are you both related?
Well, um, cousins, I suppose.
Not exactly.
This is for you. It is from your father.
Oh, Francesca, my Italian is limited to a few spoken words. Would you mind
translating this for me?
I will translate, but, uh, but what?
It is intended for you alone.
Oh, Greg, we've, uh... Lance, would you close the door on the way out? I hate
conversations that end this way.
Good evening.
Dear Angela and Jason, I know that you will understand and accept what I'm
to tell you.
Many years ago, during a visit to our native village in Italy, I met and fell
love with a beautiful Italian girl.
It was with reluctance that I left her to return to my family in America.
But I vowed I would never forget her, not the great happiness she brought into
my life.
It is to this end that I have included a codicil to my last will and testament,
date 6 June 1969.
This document indicates that my estate is to be divided equally among my
children, Jason Robert Gioberti, Angela Gioberti Channing,
and your sister.
Francesca Anna Maria Gioberti.
Born to my Italian lover and raised by the Gioberti family in Italy.
I trust that you will share your love as well as your land
with Francesca.
I love you all equally.
Your father.
So you see, we are much more than cousins.
I hope you don't mind having a new sister in your life.
It'll take a bit of getting used to.
We have time.
As of now, I think we should keep this to ourselves.
Oh, as you wish, my sister.
I wonder why my father never mentioned this.
Extramarital affairs and illegitimate Italian daughters.
Hardly the subject of casual conversation.
Francesca is my sister.
Heart, Sister Angela, if the contents of the letter are true.
Well, if she'd given me the originals instead of these copies, I'd have
them and sent her back where she came from. Because, you know, I've lost half
Falcon Crest, and I'm not going to lose any more.
And do you have any ideas how you can prevent that?
My dear Mr. Reardon, you are the attorney.
I suggest you answer that.
Why don't you come inside the house? I made us all lunch. Oh, no thanks. I
wouldn't want to be here in case your friend Greg Reardon happened to drop on
by. You see, I wouldn't want to spoil your new relationship or anything.
Cole, would you just wait a minute?
Baby, go inside the house and wash your hands for lunch.
I washed mine yesterday.
Well, then you must be getting real good at it.
Go on. Go on inside.
Go on.
The only relationship you're spoiling is ours.
Why can't you understand that, Cole?
It's you I want to be with.
Not Greg, not anybody else.
But you won't let me in.
I'll be back for Joseph later on.
Emma,
I know every horse on this track and I can't catch a ticket today. You've won
the last three races.
Well, next time I mention numerology, maybe you won't make fun.
What do you like in the Ford?
You sure? Hello there.
I am so glad they have finally let you out of that. I don't want to talk to
Richard. You've been ignoring me for months.
Thanks to Angela and Junior here.
That's not my doing.
So, how's the new girl going?
I've let my subscription lapse.
Have noticed that my radio station keeps beating you to the punch.
You spent less time playing the pony.
You wouldn't miss stories like the one we just did on the murder in Sausalito.
I run a newspaper, Richard.
I don't have to be first with the news.
Just best.
Listen, good move with reporters on the scene. I like that.
I had my photographers there. Did you notice?
Richard, Pamela's waiting for us in the dining room.
Excuse me, I want to go get my money.
How can you even talk to him?
All you seem to care about is who got scooped, who got what pictures.
Doesn't anybody care about the poor woman that was murdered?
Yes, I do.
Rafael?
You're doing all the way out here.
Running my vineyard.
I don't prowl around quite as much as you think I do. Where's Joseph?
He's with the maid.
He got a little tired, so I put him down for a nap.
All right. I'll follow you back to your house.
You owe me an apology.
For what?
For jumping all over me about Greg Reardon.
If you don't want to be involved with me, you have no right to say anything.
Guess it just brought back a lot of old memories, Melissa.
Your marriage to Lance.
The lies you told about Joseph. All the times that you tried to interfere with
Linda and me. I never would have married Lance if you'd fought a little harder.
But I guess it's easier being a quitter, isn't it, Cole?
Oh, that's really something. You calling me a quitter.
Who's got custody of Joseph?
Don't you dare.
Come on, don't.
Come on, Melissa.
Melissa. Get away from me.
You sure know how to put on a show.
Is that what you think I'm doing?
My God.
I really would be so much easier if I could just stop loving you.
Me too.
Sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Please don't leave me.
I won't.
What are you doing?
I want to play together today.
Would you like that, honey?
Would you like that? Do you want to play?
Do you want to play? Good, because you woke up the tickle monster.
No, I'm not the tickle monster.
Time,
Lucas.
You don't have to do this, Julia.
I'm a murderer.
And I can't go on living like this, always running, always looking over my
shoulder.
Nobody's looking for you.
As far as the world is concerned, you're dead.
Until someone else recognizes me, and then it starts all over again.
It's no good for us.
You must know that, Lucas.
All I know is that I love you.
And you have no idea how long it's been since I've been able to say that to
anyone.
Our casks are made of the finest hand -picked French oak.
We had good fortune with Portuguese oak, huh?
Perhaps I had several bars sent for you to try. Well, I'd like that.
Is this all as difficult for you as it is for me?
Well, I've never been overly fond of surprises.
I think we are more alike than we know.
God has blessed you with many things.
Fountaincrest is the result of a great deal of hard work, Francesca.
We worked very hard, too, but it wasn't enough.
Our vineyards are in ruin.
I hope you'll never have to suffer as we have.
I imagine now that you'd like to sell your Italian properties and move to the
valley. I don't think so.
I belong with my people.
Anyway, I think that it's a good thing our father was so generous with both of
us.
I've had similar thoughts. You know, Francesca, I think we can come up with
something that will make us both happy.
I hope so.
I know all about those Falcon Crest people, ma 'am.
And I know all about people like you too, lady.
A rich person dies under mysterious circumstances.
First thing you know, folks come out of the woodwork claiming to be somebody
they aren't.
Everything I've told you is the truth.
You were the third so -called Julia Compson to try to turn herself in in the
last six months without a shred of proof.
I told you.
Everything was burned in the fire.
Well, according to the police reports, that everything included you.
So if I died in the fire, how could I be here confessing to a murder?
You know, I've just been sitting here thinking about that very thing.
Now, we don't get many murderers up here in Kellogg, ma 'am.
So maybe I'm no expert on what a typical murderer should really look like.
But we sure enough get our share of coots. I am not crazy.
Look, if you'll just call Sheriff Robbins in Tuscany Valley, he'll tell
I am.
Listen, lady.
Robbins is a busy man.
I'm a busy man.
I'm too busy to waste time on some fruitcake.
Good day.
Great. That's great.
That's great.
Everything checks out, including the condition of the Gioberti lands and the
authenticity of Jasper's handwritten codicil.
The defamation of Francesca's estate is so severe that they're going to need the
Vatican Bank to bail them out.
Or a falcon crest.
Precisely. So...
With the new codicil, we're going to have to petition the court to reopen
Well, you'll start the paperwork.
Because I want to make sure Francesca gets her share.
Well, that's very honorable of you, Angela.
Honor has nothing to do with it.
Before the ink is dry, she'll sell her share back to me.
For a fair but modest price.
And that will give me two -thirds of Falconcrest against Chase's one -third.
And that will put you firmly back in control again.
I've never lost control.
But you're assuming, though, that Francesca will go along with you.
Well, she doesn't have a choice. This means a great deal of money to her.
What if she sees things differently?
Then I predict a lengthy court battle.
She'll have to drain her meager resources to prove who she is and what
entitled to. And by the time the death settles, the damage to her land and her
people will be irreparable.
Exactly.
You're right, Angela.
Honor has nothing to do with it.
You're correct. Domestic affairs can be very important.
Falcon Crest will be mine sooner than I'd hoped.
I think this calls for a celebration, my friend.
A soiree for our new neighbors.
Hosted, of course, by Monsieur de Bercy.
I'll see to the arrangements.
One of these days, you're going to start running the New Globe instead of
running in circles.
And a beautiful good morning to you too, Grandmother. It's too early for
sarcasm. Did you read the editorial page?
Seems that Chase is complaining that the Tuscan New Downs is a negative element
in the Valley.
The New Globe shares that opinion.
Well, it's nice to see you do something right for a change.
Well, I plan on keeping the pressure on Richard.
And in return, I was hoping you might shed some light on the mysteries
surrounding our European guests.
I might.
And then again, I might not.
Mrs. Cheney, this was just delivered.
Oh.
Oh, thank you, Cheney.
Well, what do you know?
My presence is requested at a housewarming party hosted by Jean -Louis
Bercey.
That man has no business living in this valley.
I think I'm going to be busy that day.
Well, you know, from what I hear, it's going to be a real A -list event.
Everybody who's anybody is going to be there, Grandmother. I'm going.
That'll give you an opportunity to see Terry, won't it? No.
I have other interests and relationships in mind.
Perhaps I'm being just a little hasty.
I think this party would be an opportunity for me to do a little
own. Who knows?
He may even get the chance to announce another adoption.
Greg, good morning.
Angela? Good morning.
Would you accept this for both of us?
And while you're at it, do a little investigating of the de Bercy
Thank you, Charlie.
Hey, Dan.
Chase?
Maggie?
I was in the neighborhood, so I thought I'd drop by and say hello.
On my way over to the old Giannini place to greet the new folks. Sort of a
howdy, welcome to the valley visit.
How about some coffee?
No, thank you.
Anything new on Sam's murder?
Don't I wish. So far, nothing but dead ends.
You had a chance to meet this DeBercy fellow yet?
No, I haven't. I'd like to.
Yeah, I hear he moves around with a very impressive entourage.
Rumors out that a couple of our local teenagers had the fear of God put in
the other day.
Giannini Creek is no longer the place to go skinny dipping and sneak the
occasional beer.
No, that's too bad.
What do you say, Chase? You want to tag along, get acquainted?
Sure. Sounds like the neighborly thing to do. See you later. Have a good time.
I'll have him back soon.
Morning, gentlemen. Morning.
I'm Grant Learman. What can I do for you today?
I'm Sheriff Robbins. This is Mr. Giberti. We'd like to see Mr. DeBercy.
Is he expecting you?
No. I just thought I'd drop by and introduce myself, so to welcome him to
valley. I can't let you do without an appointment.
Mr. DeBercy's a very private man.
Very concerned about his security.
No kidding.
Considering what's been going on lately, I'm sure you folks can understand.
But I'll be sure to convey your greetings to him personally.
Thanks.
Guarded gates, all this. It's becoming much too common these days. Yep.
I don't like it one damn bit.
Jay? Well, what do I owe this visit? No, let me guess.
No longer satisfied that my pilot's license has been suspended, you now want
driver's license as well.
Oh, we've had our share of conflicts.
By my count, we've had more than our share of conflicts.
We do have something in common. We both know that Richard's track is bad news
for the Valley.
Uh, excuse me for sounding skeptical, but isn't your opposition to the
based solely on the fact that it lies partially on a piece of common falcon
crest property.
Now, don't be put off by my motive.
The important thing is that you can count on my help however and whenever
needed. I'll try to keep that in mind.
Oh, I suppose I'll be seeing you at the diversity party.
You know, I'm still upset that that foreigner got his hands on Giannini's
property before we had a chance to make an offer.
Nobody even knew it was up for sale till it was gone.
No, I think I'll pass up that invitation.
Personally, I wouldn't miss it.
And I don't think you should either.
Because any new presence in this valley will have a direct bearing on your life.
Oh.
Francesca Gioberti's going to be there. I hope you plan to meet her.
Because life at Falcon Crest is never going to be the same again.
Did something wrong, Miss Channing?
No. I mean, yes. I lost one of my earrings. I thought it might have fallen
in here.
I'll keep my eyes open.
Thank you.
Why can't I go? Because I said you couldn't. It's the biggest party of the
Maggie said everybody in the valley is invited.
Lorraine.
You're not going to miss a thing, believe me. And from what I hear about
DeBercy, I don't want you anywhere near him, and that goes for most of his
guests.
Richard, I'm already dressed.
Very pretty.
That reminds me, I've got to get dressed myself.
Why don't you want me to go?
Why?
Is it because Lance Compton is going to be there? Are you afraid that I might
call him a jerk? I told you to forget that nonsense.
How can you forget that nonsense, those stories he publishes about you every
single day?
Lorraine, this discussion is closed. I said you're not going, and that's final.
Richard!
How can you just dismiss me as if I were still a child?
I'm not a child.
Yes, you are. You're my child. You're my daughter.
Stepdaughter.
Francesca, aren't you going to the party?
Parties are celebrations, and I do not have reason to celebrate.
Our business has not made the progress I'd hoped.
Well, I'm afraid our business is a little more complicated than we realize.
What do you mean?
Do you remember telling me that family matters and business matters are the
with the Gioberti? See?
We have always helped one another.
You and I need each other now, Francesca, to reach our goal. And it
very easy because of our father's new will.
What good is a third of our concrete?
I need money to save our vineyards in Italy.
Well, why don't you sell your share of the estate back to me?
Then you'd have the money you need and I'd have my land.
What about our nephew?
Chase Geberti.
Oh, I'm sure he would be in full accord.
Your lawyer, Eden, can he handle the necessary papers?
Of course.
We'll talk to him together.
Now, come on, let's get dressed for the party.
I'm going to drop Joseph off with Mrs. Miller.
Put on some clothes.
That'd be a good idea.
I'll be back to pick you up at four.
Um, do you think that we should go there together?
Your parents don't exactly approve of me.
Well, that's their problem.
Because if you and I are going to have a relationship, it's going to be right
out there for the whole world to see.
Oh, I love you.
I love you.
Where'd she go?
Richard.
You know, I've been thinking.
Couldn't Lorraine come to the party with us? No. I mean, after all, what
possible harm could she come to with you there?
I mean, Lance isn't foolish.
Pamela, stay out of it. I've made up my mind.
Hello.
Because I want to know where she goes. And fend a car around for me.
What's happening?
Lorraine's gone. She took her suitcase with her. Wait here.
Hey, if this is some Bond voyage party, it's too late. I've got a plane to
catch. You don't have to leave.
Well, I think I do.
You know, I never believed those stories about you and the new globe.
About your past, about the racetrack and how you're trying to destroy the
valley. What about now?
Well, you're so defensive.
So anxious to keep me away from lands. I mean, it doesn't take a genius to
figure out that maybe some of that stuff is true.
It's been a long time since I've seen you.
You grew up on me.
You know that.
I don't know how to handle that.
But I know that I can't keep making up stories for you.
All I want to know is the truth.
You've been reading the newspapers.
It's all there in black and white. A little overstated, perhaps.
But much of it is true.
I always wanted you to be proud of me. I never wanted to let you down.
And I don't want you to be contaminated by me.
Somehow, I thought that maybe having you around, well, you could help make
me a better person.
I need you.
And I love you.
Very much, Rainey.
Now you go on.
But you promised me one thing, huh?
You promised me you'd take extra special care of yourself.
Thank you.
Chase.
Patty.
Hi. Hi.
Stole this for you.
But you have to promise to go easy on my mother.
Bank receipt for $125 ,000 cash withdrawal.
And a list of calls between Mother and Senator Silverlake. I guess you can
compare the dates.
I sure can. Thank you, Emma.
I hope it helps to clear your name.
Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Gioberti. I'm Jean -Louis Deberski.
I'm so pleased you could join us. Thank you.
I want to apologize for that incident over the mascara.
But then what other sort should one have?
I wouldn't know.
Have you met Emma Channing, Angela Channing's daughter?
I've not had that pleasure.
How do you do?
I had no idea you were so lovely.
My place is yours. Enjoy yourself.
Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you.
Go on. Thank you.
Lorraine?
Thank you.
Excuse me.
Don't even think about her. Do I detect a threat?
You got it.
And if you believe half the garbage you've been printing about me in that
then you know I can make good on it. Richard, you're scaring me to death.
Well, now you two look awfully serious about something.
Well, Lorraine and I were just discussing that you're not as tough as
pretend to be.
I haven't returned my calls.
I've been involved.
Yes, so I've noticed you and Gia Bertie boy are becoming quite chummy these
days.
We've been chummy for a long time. How do you think you managed to become the
father of my child?
Well, I have a pretty good idea how that's done.
Perhaps you might like to think about trying for number two.
Greg, what Colin and I have is very important to me.
Don't spoil it.
I'll do the best I can.
And when you change your mind, I'll be waiting.
Mrs. Channing, I'm honored.
Thank you.
I hope your visit to the valley has been comfortable for you.
Not a visit, Mrs. Channing. I've made Tuscany Valley my home.
Oh, then Sam Giannini's misfortune has done well for you.
Regretfully true.
Here we are.
Thank you.
Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen.
Dear guest, I'd like to thank you all for coming.
I'd also like to express the hope that we will always be the best of friends
neighbors.
Mr. de Bersing, may I?
Oh, please.
Ladies and gentlemen, I know that you all join me in welcoming John Louis de
Bersing to the valley.
But there's a recent arrival that I want you to meet, too.
Francesca Gioberti.
This is my half -sister, who is also the legal owner of one -third of Falcon
Crest.
Dad, what's going on?
Get the devil out of me.
Hello. Angela, you don't expect us to believe all this, do you?
Well, it's the truth.
I have the papers to prove it.
Oh, Francesca.
Francesca, darling, I want you to meet your nephew, Chase Giverde.
He was just saying how overjoyed he was at finding a long -lost relative.
Well.
I'm Maggie Chiaverdi. It's my son, Cole.
Hello. I look forward to getting acquainted with all of you.
Shall we?
Angela.
Hello. Hello.
Mrs. Chiaverdi.
May I call you Francesca?
Please.
Would you care to dance?
Do I know you?
My name is Richard Channing.
Shall we?
Excuse us.
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