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Chase, listen.

Elizabeth Bradbury, age 18, was struck down and run over by a car yesterday

afternoon. The driver of the car did not stop. There were no witnesses to the

accident. That was a long time ago. Was my father in love with her? What

happened to Elizabeth Bradbury, Angie? Where's Elizabeth now?

Tell me something. Why do you visit Elizabeth Bradbury every week? She's an

obligation from the past. Are you afraid he might be responsible for her

condition? Aren't you? I've done a little exploration.

I came up with this. Damn Angie.

Her deadly blue convertible.

Well, that was exhilarating. You must feel better.

Not really.

Well, you have to learn to accept this duty gracefully because I expect you to

carry on with it after I die.

That is, if I ever decide to die.

Just how will you know what I do after you're gone?

I'll know.

Hello, Elizabeth.

Angela.

It's such a delightful day. I thought we'd have tea out here. What a nice

Jean, dear, would you go in and get the cake and toast for me, please?

Shall we sit here?

Yeah.

It's so nice to see you.

You're welcome.

Thank you.

You're looking well, darling.

Wonderful to see you. You know, I have a surprise for you, too.

This is Lance, my grandson.

Good afternoon, Miss Bradbury.

According to this, this room was nine feet longer.

We built a wall right along here with a door someplace about there.

Your father had a new room.

He said he needed a place to himself.

I know the feeling.

He had a whole house full of rooms.

Well, he did a lot of things I never understood, but this room was special

him.

Nobody else ever went in there.

He spent hours on end in there, reading.

Writing sometimes.

That's funny. We never found any evidence of his writing.

Well, one day he stopped writing.

From then on, he sat in there alone and drank.

Sometimes he cried.

God, what a waste.

Well, then the time came when he said to me, Guth, wall the door shut.

And I did.

Sorry, honey. Are we bothering you?

Oh, no.

I'm not getting anywhere anyway.

Guys, where would this door have been on this wall here?

Maybe here.

I left some open framing in case you ever wanted to reopen this. There.

Let me look at this.

The other side of this wall is a room. If we tear out the wall, we'll almost

double the size of the bedroom.

Uh -huh.

How big a job is it?

Well, mostly noise and a lot of dust.

It's all stone and mortar.

Once in a while, I see a fleeting, Gioberti look about Lance, Angela.

Makes me think of Jason.

Yes, I notice that, too.

But I've always thought of him as a Gioberti.

You knew Uncle Jason, then?

Many years ago.

Lance, you forgot to remind me that I have an appointment.

Oh, you know, you're absolutely right.

Mrs. Bradbury, it was a pleasure.

I wouldn't have a life at all if it weren't for Angela's kindness and

generosity. Oh, Elizabeth.

How very proud you must be of her.

Well, we're proud of each other.

Now, I'll see you next week. I look forward to it, Angela.

Marvelous. And thank you so much for the tea.

Goodbye now. Goodbye, Elizabeth.

Where are you going?

My turn.

Why did he go to so much trouble?

He was unhappy.

Unhappy? You don't make a room and then cover it up just because you're unhappy.

Well, they can say he was crazy, but I know better.

He was just lonely.

Lonely? How could he be lonely?

He must have known everybody in the valley.

Well, that's true.

He knew everyone.

But here in this house, he had no one.

Too bad I wasn't here for him.

Darling, you had no choice.

Your mother took you away.

I grew up. I knew the way back.

And your father sealed out this room.

He sealed out his life the same way.

Did you enjoy your ride?

Are you planning on entering the Indy 500?

Why not? I enjoy a challenge.

Are those the pictures back from Rome?

No, these were taken here.

Well, your photography's improving.

Well, Carlo Agredi's vineyards are one of the finest in the valley, almost as

good as ours. They belong together.

So you've always said.

Carlo Agredi is a widower, isn't he?

Why don't you ask him to marry you?

Like I always said, the joining of young vines is a far better investment.

Grandmother, I don't even know his daughter.

Melissa Agredi is Carlo's only child, and she's a lovely girl. Now sit down.

You know, you just think of this as one step to a merger, right?

Still, a lovely girl.

And his only heir.

Tell me something. Why do you visit Elizabeth Bradbury every week?

I enjoy her.

Didn't you?

Well, yeah, sure.

But you called her a duty.

Well, she's an obligation from the past, started by my father.

Your obligation is Melissa Agretti. Oh, come on. I'm not through.

What you're trying to do is unfair.

Good business is rarely fair.

Where are you going?

I'm going to get drunk.

stop for dinner? I hope so.

Honey, would you tell him we're all ready down here?

I went up there when Gus left.

Dad's on some kind of mission.

Yeah, I know. Everything he learns about his father tears him up and he's going

at that wall as if he expects to find Jason behind it.

I'll tell him dinner's ready.

Thank you.

I hope your family was normal.

Reasonably. I mean it, because the Giobertis all seem a little weird.

Careful, you're a Gioberti, you know?

Take grandfather, though.

A little off the wall, wouldn't you say?

I knew he drank.

But this?

This is really weird.

Yeah, that's what worries your father.

And Emma.

Well, she's different.

And I certainly wouldn't call Angie your typical lady next door.

There's nothing average about Angela Channing, I'll give you that.

I'm really concerned about your father.

You know, he has to have pleasant memories of Jason. The last thing he

feel is any more guilt.

I know.

Good.

But if I were a writer like you, I would not look far for material.

Not with Dad's family handy.

It's gross by mind.

You okay?

I'm sorry. That guy ran me right off the road. Do you have any idea how much

this is going to cost me?

I'm sorry.

Custom touring saddle.

Extruded alloy frame.

Cutterless crank.

Just tell me how much it is.

Eight hundred dollars.

Well, look, don't go away.

How are you going to get home?

Obviously not on my bike.

I feel terrible about this. Where do you live?

Well, hop in my car. I'll give you a lift to Sausalito.

That's 50 miles away.

Tell me about it.

Look, I just feel terrible about this.

I've been up all night drinking.

I've got a terrible headache.

And you want me to get in that car with you?

You've got to be dreaming.

Well, hey, I told you I'm going to buy you a new bike, right?

Hey!

Come on, I'm going to buy you another bike.

Okay, but do me one thing.

Drive a little more carefully, okay?

I promise.

All right, come on, guys.

Hey, hey, let's call it a day, all right? But we're not through yet. Yeah,

almost finished. We can finish it up tomorrow.

But I got school tomorrow. Well, that's exactly the point.

Out, out, out.

Thanks for your help.

Good night, Jeff. Good night.

Good night, sweetie.

See you in the morning.

Oh, take those shoes off so that you don't trap your mother.

Out.

Honey, let's go to bed. You must be exhausted.

I can't stop now.

Honey, you just said we could finish it up tomorrow. I know what I said. I've

got to find out what's behind this door.

Did you get me a flashlight?

Chase.

Just be careful, okay?

It's just a room.

Smells like death in here.

No windows, no ventilation of any kind.

I feel like I've opened a tomb.

Okay, come on, my turn.

Welcome to it.

I don't think my father thought much of the family of Joseph Gioberti. You'll

find his comments written all over it.

The Gospel According to St. Angela?

Well, he would have changed the title, too.

Sure.

Lots of pages missing, huh?

Yeah, a lot of others defaced.

Ripped out.

Yeah, funny little drawings, cryptic notes to the author.

Hmm.

You think Angela wrote it?

Or had it written.

But even all the missing pages it reads like the Giobertis led the Crusades and

then went on to bigger and better things.

The self -anointed queen at the head of the table?

Queen Angela I.

He alternates between that and St. Angela.

Where did I get the idea they were so devoted?

From her eulogy over his grave, probably.

I will never miss my brother's love, for it became part of me long ago,

and I shall cherish it forever. Very moving.

It was.

You know, more and more, I'm beginning to realize that we have only Angie's

for just about everything that's happened around here.

Honey, who's Elizabeth Bradbury?

I don't know, but he writes about her often.

Yeah, he does.

Huh. What happened to Elizabeth Bradbury, Angie? Where's Elizabeth now?

You seem to feel that she belonged in the book.

Thank you very much. No, that'll be all.

Thank you.

Yes?

Mother, I just saw Paul Espinosa. He wants to know how long our Chenin Blanc

going to sit there on the loading dock.

This needs your signature.

Well, Lance is supposed to take care of that.

Well, Lance didn't come home again last night.

I know.

As a matter of fact, no one has seen him in days.

Your little boy is in San Francisco.

My little boy?

You know, he's never called my little boy unless he's done something to offend

you. Well, whenever things don't go the way Lance wants them to, he pouts,

sulks, or runs away.

Now, he's run away this time because he's upset with me.

Why? How would I know?

A few of the stores in the city called, and he's spending a great deal of money.

Well, you taught us all exquisite taste.

He bought a pair of bicycles for himself, bless his little heart.

Two bicycles?

He never even liked bicycles when he was growing up.

But he's still growing up. I hope he makes it sometime.

Well, did your source tell you when he was coming back?

He'll be back by Saturday or I'll have him delivered. I'm having the Agredis

dinner.

I'm killing myself.

Watch it here.

Had enough?

I think so.

Gosh, slave driver.

Oh, come on.

I'll have you in shape in no time.

Oh, you don't think I'm in shape, huh?

I was talking about jogging, bicycling, weightlifting.

Uh -huh.

I wasn't.

You know what I wanted to say all morning?

What? I'm starving.

So am I.

Look, there's a nice spot down there. No wind. Oh, yeah.

Oh, this looks great.

Let's go.

Look at over there.

All right. This is beautiful.

thought I'd fall in love with an athlete.

Actually, I never thought I'd fall in love, period.

I thought I was feeling all this all by myself.

Uh -uh. No way.

These picnics, that crazy bicycle.

I can't believe the things that I'm doing.

You know something else?

What?

Even holding hands.

Even this means something very special.

Well, it means everything.

It means I love you.

I belong to you. I need you.

You weren't in my plans either, you know.

Well, now, what were your plans?

Traveling.

Finishing gemology school first.

And then seeing the world.

I was just going to do it by myself.

But now, I don't know.

To your world.

To our world.

You know, we always talk about what I do.

And what I want.

So what do you do?

My work?

Sometimes I don't even know myself.

Well, you're not a professional bicycle rider. We already know that.

I have a career, though.

And it's usually saying yes to my grandmother.

That's a funny thing to say.

It's funny, but it's true.

He writes really well, doesn't he?

Sometimes too damn well.

Oh, come on. This is lovely, Chase.

Read it, Mom.

I will raise my son at my side.

He will know my love by all we share together.

He will know my pride in him because I'll tell him so.

Nothing wrong with that, Dad.

Except it never happened. It's a fantasy. I wasn't here to be raised at

side. But you were 12 when your mother took you away.

Yeah.

Lily Giobetti was so often gone that the boy Jason gave his maternal affection

to his Mexican nurse who, of all people, treated him kindest.

Lily was his mother.

Anyway, she gave birth to him. I don't think she was much of a mother to Angie

or my father.

Your grandmother took off.

Your mother took off.

Cheap ready men must be awful to live with. Now, wait a minute. Just a minute.

Impossible. They are impossible.

I'll attest to that. Okay, okay.

Do you think you can make any sense out of all this? Some cohesive whole with a

beginning, a middle, and end? I mean... Darling, it's not over yet.

We're a part of it, too, you know.

Listen to this.

Even as a child, Angela ruled as if by divine right.

She did not play games with the boy. She directed play.

The boy?

He must mean himself.

Yeah.

There were two games only, grape growing and wine making.

The boy began to hate them both at an early age.

I wonder why he wouldn't say I and me.

That's because he didn't feel part of the family, didn't feel he really

belonged.

Queen Angela inherited the absent mother's place at the table and occupied

father's full attention.

Her father's. Yeah.

The boy filled his thoughts with secret walks he would take and with fishing,

and he would think, too, of Elizabeth Bradbury.

There's that name again. Yeah.

She's all through my stuff.

Beautiful, gentle Elizabeth.

Laughing Elizabeth.

She's not in anything of mine.

Mine's full of jacqueline.

Yeah, it's my mother. I know.

Chase, listen.

Elizabeth Bradbury, age 18, was struck down and run over by a car the yesterday

afternoon. Doctors at Valley Hospital report severe damage to her back and

The driver of the car did not stop. There were no witnesses to the accident.

Julia, I was just thinking that maybe I could work on something in here.

I miss Lance.

I do, too. He'll be back by Saturday.

You know what I miss most?

His car.

It roars and screeches.

Yes, he does drive too fast, doesn't he?

Only when he's mad.

Oh, no, we don't say that, do we?

We say angry.

Yes, we say angry.

Mad is quite another thing.

Hi. Oh, am I interrupting something?

Yes. No, come in. Because I can come back later.

No, come in.

All right. Maggie.

Angry or mad.

I'm upset. Did I? No, don't be concerned.

Emma never stays long, and today has gotten a bit out of her grasp. I see.

Julia, listen, what can you tell me about Elizabeth Bradbury?

How do you know Elizabeth Bradbury?

Well, I don't. Just what I read from some old papers we found of Jason's.

She's an invalid.

Yes, I read about the accident, but you're saying she's still living?

Yes. She lives here in the valley.

Oh.

She's one of Mother's pet charities.

What does your mother do for her?

Well, I don't know exactly.

Except that Mother goes to visit her every week, religiously.

She used to take me with her.

And then she took Emma for a while, but it just upset Emma terribly.

Is she badly crippled?

Well, she's confined to a wheelchair.

She sits up very straight, and she has one of the loveliest faces I've ever

seen. I guess she takes lasts to see her now.

My mother must think very highly of her.

Angela says that Elizabeth Bradbury is there to remind us how really fortunate

we are.

I think the rest of us are just crippled in other ways.

Gus, was my father in love with her?

It was hard not to be.

She was beautiful.

She still is.

She meant something to him.

He spoke of her often.

Asked if I'd seen her.

How she was doing.

He wrote about her a lot all through his writings.

Well, Elizabeth Bradbury was the kind of girl that made an impression.

Jason was a young man then, but he never forgot about her.

That was a long time ago, the accident.

Old Jasper Gioberti paid all of her hospital bills.

Left us some money when he died.

Gus, was my grandfather responsible for the accident?

I never heard that.

Grandmother?

Lance?

Darling. Well, I was wondering when you were going to come home.

I'd like you to meet Laurie Chapman.

Laurie? You're very lovely.

Thank you, Mrs. Channing. Well, do come in and sit down. Make yourself at home.

Now, Laurie, tell me all about yourself.

Well... Laurie works in San Francisco.

In San Francisco?

Well, we'll have to get better acquainted, won't we?

Could I offer you some wine?

Oh, nothing. Thank you.

What have you been up to in the city?

Lance. Hmm? Oh, I'm going to move there.

Oh, you've met Laurie, and now you're going to move.

That's right.

Oh, my goodness, that's fast.

Well, I thought it might be about time to work for the Falcon Crest

headquarters. I'd work my way up there the same way I've done here.

Has he told you all of this?

Not all of it.

But it sounds wonderful.

Well, I think there's a better time to discuss your plans.

I'm going to drive Laurie back to the city.

And when I do, I'm going to stop by Falcon Crest headquarters.

I'd like to work with the corporate controllers.

There is a better time, Lance.

I hope you brought something appropriate to wear for dinner.

We're having guests.

You were raised here?

The only home I've ever had.

Oh. But it doesn't compare to the one we'll share one day soon.

That is a nice sound.

Oh, Lance, I don't know.

My grandmother got to you.

Yes, she did. She got to you, didn't she?

No. No, it isn't that.

Well, then what is it?

Is it all of this?

Falcon Crest?

Is that what concerns you?

This is very beautiful.

And Falcon Crest.

That's awesome.

You know, my grandmother is larger than life.

Don't let her frighten you.

She doesn't frighten me.

But I think she frightens you.

No, she doesn't.

Hello, Cole. This is Angela.

I have a slight problem.

A very attractive problem.

But I have an extra girl for dinner. Say, about 6 .30.

Oh, thank you, Cole.

You may have saved my life.

Thank you, Charlie.

Mr. Argonetti, thank you.

I would like to make a toast to my dear friend, Carlo.

And to his lovely daughter, Melissa.

And to the lovely matriarch of Falcon Dress, dear Angela. Oh, thank you.

When Charlie calls dinner, I want you to escort Melissa.

Would you excuse me just a moment? Of course.

Grandmother. You heard me.

Laurie, how are you and Cole getting along?

Fine. Just fine. Oh, that's lovely. Well, enjoy yourselves, huh?

Carlo, I'm so glad you could be with us this evening. Oh, thank you for asking

us. And you're such a lovely young lady.

Isn't she, Lance?

I'm delighted you could be with us.

Thank you.

Melissa, I have something to say to Angela. Why don't you wait in the car

me, huh? Okay. It was wonderful.

Good night, darling.

Lance is in love with that Chapman girl?

Oh, I don't think so.

If he was nice to her, he was just being polite.

He couldn't keep his eyes off her all evening.

He laughs at her jokes, he smiles when she smiles, and he hangs on every word

that comes out of her mouth.

I don't want my daughter hurt, Angela.

Well, he might have a passing fancy for Laurie, but it's nothing to worry about.

I know what the marriage of your grandson and my daughter would mean to

us.

But if he's in love with someone else, I cannot allow it.

Well, I couldn't either.

You see, I want Lance to be happy.

I wouldn't pressure him into anything.

But if he starts seeing Melissa, then it's his choice.

I hope so, Angela.

Thank you for a lovely dinner.

Oh, Carlo, it was my pleasure.

Good night. Good night.

Jason Gioberti's son, back in our valley.

Forgive me, but I do so welcome the sight of him.

Thank you. You're very kind.

Please, sit down.

Thanks.

Nice of you to let us come see you.

My father wrote of you many times in his diary.

He did?

Yes.

That surprises me very much.

Beautiful Elizabeth.

Lovely, gentle Elizabeth.

You didn't know he thought of you that way?

He didn't talk a great deal, you know.

He was shy.

I'm not sure I knew that then.

You were quite young, weren't you, when you... when you had your accident?

Yes.

I never saw Jason after that.

He never once came to see me.

And that nearly broke my heart.

Because I was madly in love with him.

Why wouldn't he come?

Things were very different then.

A girl in a wheelchair didn't date very much.

In those days, a physical handicap was just that. A physical handicap.

And then...

He met Jacqueline, your mother.

I heard how beautiful she was.

How much she loved Jason.

And I was very happy for him.

I learned about his doings through Angela.

What a faithful friend she's always been.

He cared for you.

I know that.

Thank you.

That's a very nice thing to remember.

Why didn't he ever go to fear again?

Elizabeth said that he was very shy.

A boy that age, he just probably didn't want to get involved.

I know he cared for her.

Maybe he wasn't in love with her, but even if she were just a friend...

Are you afraid he might be responsible for her condition?

Aren't you?

Chase, I don't know.

Guilt could have kept him awake.

Why is he so hard to get at?

I want to know what kind of man my father was.

Why can't I work in San Francisco? I'd still be part of Falcon Crest.

San Francisco is not the issue. Your little shop girl is.

She isn't just a shop girl.

She's active. She has lots of interests.

Such as?

Well, she runs. She bicycles. She studies at night to become a jewelry

appraiser. You'd be amazed, Grandmother, what she knows about precious stones

already.

If you just take the time to get to know her, please.

No need to.

Grandmother, I love her.

And I want to marry her.

And I think we'd stand a better chance in San Francisco.

You're not free to make those choices.

Now, I have invested my time, my knowledge, and my money in you.

And my dividends include your unquestioning loyalty.

You have my loyalty, but I'm not your personal property. I have my own life.

The marriage will be to Melissa Agretti when the time is right.

But, Grandmother... Or I disinherit you.

I love Lori.

Well, I didn't say you couldn't love her.

I said you can't marry her.

Of course I like Laurie. I liked her immediately.

She has stamina and spirit.

Traits that I admire tremendously in a person.

Well, then you'll help me with grandmother.

No.

But you just said that you'd be able to help me.

That I would probably love her as a daughter -in -law.

But none of that makes any difference.

Hasn't anyone ever stood up to grandmother?

You can't fight her and win.

You have too much to lose. But I'd have Laurie.

And I'm not going to lose her.

You don't have to lose her.

Just don't marry her.

Sometimes I wish we'd ever opened this room up.

I think Chase is sorry, too.

Well, it's as if this is where Jason really died.

I guess part of him did.

Poor Chase. Everyone wonders how his father died. The other half wonders whom

hurt before he died.

He hurt himself mostly.

Not Elizabeth Bradbury?

No.

We talked about everything in life.

Especially when you drank.

Sometime he would have told me that.

Angie.

Have you ever been to a winery before?

Nothing so elegant.

All of this should be Lance's one day.

It's very impressive.

I've been thinking about you.

With your apparent interest in gems, I would think you'd enjoy a trip to the

Orient.

I'm sure I would.

Lance tells me you're studying to be an appraiser.

There's some wonderful schools in the East, you know.

Yes, there are.

Are you making me an offer, Mrs. Channing?

I'm making you two.

You have a choice.

I love him very much.

That word is used so easily these days.

I love him very much.

Enough to know that he probably does belong here at Falcon Crest.

And you?

He was lost to me before I even met him.

You got him too early, Mrs. Channing.

Molded him early.

Obligated him early.

His heritage obligated him.

You know, it's really too bad, though.

He was just beginning to come into his own terms.

Do you know that he's fine and strong and gentle?

Well, he'll always be able to use those qualities, if he has them.

I don't mind losing as much as I mind you winning.

Shall we go?

I'm sorry, Lance. It's over.

I should have never taken you to Falcon Crest.

We should have gotten on our bicycles and just never looked back.

Too late for that now.

It's not too late, Laurie.

We can find some place where she can't reach us.

And where would that be?

I'm always going to wonder how she got to be so powerful.

We can't let her stop us.

She already has.

You're hers, Lance, and I'm not going to fight her.

But I can.

And I will.

You see, I can change everything.

I wish that was possible.

Don't go, baby.

I have to.

You're all that I have.

You're all that I love.

You have your family.

I don't have any family.

I never have.

My father tried, but I never gave him the chance.

You're the first person who's ever allowed me to feel anything.

And I... I can't lose you.

I'll talk to my grandmother. I'll tell her I'm... I'm through with falcon

Just be somebody you like, Lance.

You'll always be somebody I love.

Just feel something.

Even pain is better than nothing.

I offered you the complete family history when you were here before.

And you didn't seem to care.

I've done a little exploration since then.

But I came up with this.

It's my father's handwriting.

Oh, poor Chase. You've found it, haven't you?

Jason's horrible room.

Hmm.

This was in the ashes of his fireplace.

Damn Angie and her deadly blue convertible.

It says Elizabeth.

The rest of it's burnt away.

Well, you persist in stirring those ashes.

Even Elizabeth's tragic accident.

You were driving that convertible.

We were all very sad for her.

The entire valley was devastated.

Yet no one ever stepped forward.

Ever admitted guilt.

My father and I have always seen to it that she's never wanted for anything.

Except a life.

Life is rarely fair.

I could hope that Emma was not so troubled and that Julia had more

But as it is, my children are flawed.

Retribution, Angela?

Consider it my lot in life.

Why did you let me believe that my father might have been responsible?

You let yourself believe that.

Give me one thing to remember him by, Angela.

Something, no matter how slight.

That will help me to remember him with some shred of pride.

Decency.

All right.

You are a rich man, Gus. A rich man is a man who has a son

to grow with and fish with and travel.

so much.

I don't have a son.

But, Jason, you have Chase.

He writes to you all the time.

No. No, he left me.

His mother took him away.

He was a little boy.

Well, he's a man now, and he hasn't come back.

Damn him.

Who the hell needs Chase, your buddy?

Did you get that?

Gus tried to convince me that Jason needed some kind of help.

So I asked him to make that recording.

I never gave him that help.

As long as I live, I'll grieve that he died feeling as he did.

But at least I know now.

It's some sort of resolution.

You win at any cost, don't you?

Maggie's name was Hartford, wasn't it?

Uh, from Maryland?

And I think her mother was a Griffith.

My God.

You've started a file on my wife.

Well, I've always wanted to know her better.

You don't mean all this, Jason.

You love Chase.

You know you do.

Yes, I do.

I do love my son.

I need him. I need my son. I want him with me, Gus.

I love him.