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You mean a great deal to me, Maggie.

Were we having... Having an affair?

If there's anyone that can get rid of my new partners, it is Peter Stamper. What

makes you so certain he's going to help you?

Because he's always been a very special man in my life.

Why was it so important I come?

Peter, I'm about to lose Malcolm.

Sometime between now and the press conference, somebody is going to try and

me again.

Where is he?

Right over there.

Oh, you must be somebody important.

I've never seen so many people scattered so fast.

I own this vineyard.

My foreman called me and told me there was someone out here holding up the

Well, it's not true. I've done my share.

Who are you?

Newcomer.

Interested in learning just as much as I can about the valley and the people

that work here. I take good care of my people. We don't need a union.

Well, I'm no organizer.

I do think there's room for improvement, though. Most of these men tell me they

work 10 - and 12 -hour days. No overtime, no health insurance.

Who are you to tell me how to run my business? Like I said, a newcomer.

And a trespasser.

I don't want any trouble.

Get off my property.

If he comes back here again, I want you to call the sheriff.

No more of your nonsense, Angela. Why did Maggie disappear?

Are you suggesting that I had her kidnapped?

Well, what did you say to her?

We had a pleasant little chat about what a delightful man you are.

Chase, I'm very sorry to hear about what happened to Maggie, but quite frankly,

throwing around accusations isn't going to bring her back. And the accusations

are completely unfounded, of course.

Naturally.

I owe you an apology, Angela. I don't know what came over me. I should have

remembered all the kindnesses you've done for my family.

Like trying to run us out of the valley?

Attempting to frame me for the plane crash?

Using Joseph as bait to get Falcon Crest back?

How I could have imagined you would take advantage of Maggie is beyond me.

Good luck getting rid of Cassandra Wilder. I'm rooting for you.

What exactly did you say to Maggie?

Nothing, just that her marriage wasn't what it's cracked up to be.

That's pretty damn good.

Be careful.

Your closet's full of skeleton.

Father Christopher, for one... Don't you dare bring his name into this.

Oh, I may not have to if Chase ever learns that he's your grandson.

Hello?

Peter, where are you?

It's Peter Stavros.

Yeah.

Of course I'll be there as soon as I can.

Don't you ever say goodbye before you hang up?

No.

His yacht just docked.

Now, if there's anyone that can get rid of my new partners, it is Peter Stavros.

Of course, if it's only money you're after.

I understand he's almost the wealthiest man in the world. What makes you so

certain he's going to help you?

Because he's always been a very special man in my life.

See you, Angela.

Thank you for bringing me to San Francisco Thank you

for coming

That'll be all

I'll call you when I need you You must forgive them you're the first guest

entertained since we left Hong Kong how long has it been 10 years

11

a lot longer than I wanted it to be.

You broke my heart.

I didn't come to San Francisco to have you break it again.

Eat your fish.

I spent all morning catching it for you.

That strange message you sent me.

Why was it so important I come?

Well, Peter, I'm about to lose Malpagrist.

And you can help me keep it.

If you don't mind being a little devious.

For you, Angela, I will outsmart the devil himself.

Richard Channing. Yes.

Hello, Maggie.

Come in.

I've been keeping close tabs on you.

I know that you've been having a problem with your memory.

I want to know what I was doing at your house the night of the explosion.

Well, Lorraine, she was my stepdaughter.

She had...

Just died.

And you paid me a visit to offer your

condolences.

And that was all? There was nothing more?

No.

If there wasn't any time, you'd barely gotten inside the door.

Richard, I need you to be honest with me.

If you care for me, I think you do.

Were we having... An affair.

I care a great deal for you, Maggie.

I've been envious of Chase since the first day I met you.

But we weren't having an affair.

We did kiss.

It was just a few seconds before the bomb went off.

Coming back to this valley hasn't been easy.

I wake up in the night wondering if the vineyards are infected, wondering

if the next batch of wine is going to be as good as the last.

We pay people to worry about those things, Laura.

It's not even Falcon Crest I'm concerned about.

I dream I'm back with Dominique, pretending our own vineyards.

I even reach out for it.

Come live with me. I have a beautiful view of the city.

I feel like turning my back on something.

You'll go without me.

I'll be fine.

The article that I read in the New Globe said some pretty awful things about

you.

Chase doesn't speak very highly of you either.

Chase and I have been anything but close.

Well, if somebody tried to kill you, you must have a few other enemies as well.

Yes, just a few.

But you were never one of them.

I'm sorry you and Chase are having such a hard time right now.

You know, it's interesting.

When you have no memories at all, you really just have to trust your feelings

about people.

I resent him.

I don't know why, I just do.

He called my office this afternoon, looking for you.

I didn't say anything.

But you can't hide from him forever, you know.

I can't live with him either.

You're making me so tired swinging all those laps. Come on, get out of the car.

Then why don't you join me? What?

Lance.

Lance.

Hi, Grandmother.

Ralph. Why don't you guys come in? The water's great.

Terry, you look a little chilled.

Why don't you go someplace and warm up?

Yeah, you look chilled, Terry.

So, guys, what's going on?

I just stopped by to find out when you're coming back to the paper.

Oh, yeah? The New Globe needs you.

And I think you need the New Globe.

What kind of stories is my grandmother filling your head with, Ralph? She

said a word.

I hear all about your escapades from the Tuscany Springer.

Is that right?

Well, see, now, those are the kind of stories that you should be publishing.

That's the kind of dirt people want to read.

I've been friends for a long time. I just want to see you get back on your

My offer to make you publisher again still stands.

Well, my answer's still no.

I appreciate you coming by, Ralph.

Thank you.

I'll be in touch, Lance.

Janie. Delaney.

Ralph, hi.

Mother. Father Christopher is here to see you. Well, hello, Father.

Hi. Nice to see you. Good to see you. I'd like for you to meet my grandson,

Lance. How do you do? Father Christopher is the new curate in the valley.

He used to serve in the east, the little convent that I supported.

Well, welcome to the Tuscany Valley.

Oh, thank you. It's lovely here.

Especially when you live in surroundings like these.

Of course, a lot of people don't live quite as well as you do. Oh, that's

Like your employees.

Well, I've always treated my workers better than anyone in the valley. Mrs.

Channing, a lot of them don't even have indoor plumbing.

Well, I have a great idea, Father. Why don't you worry about the church?

And let my grandmother worry about Falcon Crest. How's that sound?

Uh, Lance, if what Father Christopher says is true... Mother!

You have known about that for years.

Then it will be rectified.

Immediately.

Now, do you have a minute? Because there are a couple of other problems I'd like

to discuss with you.

Well, yes, of course. Why don't we go up to the house?

Excuse us?

He's gorgeous.

I don't believe this. I mean, he has her wrapped around his finger already so

soon. I'm glad

to

be doing this, really.

Well, it's your leaving jail.

You know, it's bad enough that 14 -year -old girls drink beer anyway, but why

here? Right under our nose.

What? What kind of work are you going to have me do?

Well, we'd just like you to be a friend to the girls.

Somebody they can talk to.

Supervised, of course.

About ten hours a week.

One minute less than that, and I'll have to inform your parole officer.

Excuse me, ladies. I'm looking for Melissa Giaberti.

Father, this is... Hi, Melissa Giaberti.

Hi, I'm Father Christopher.

We met.

Yes, we have.

I'll be in my office.

Father?

An activist.

Just what this valley needs. Yeah, you can say that again.

Father, Bob wanted me to be with you.

He wanted me to take over your council.

And how are you supposed to inspire my confidence?

When you're out sneaking around in my fields, getting my workers dissatisfied.

I'm a chaplain to the workers.

But I promise not to start an insurrection.

Can we meet this afternoon?

I can't. I'm supposed to stay here until five.

All right.

Tonight? At the rectory?

You're persistent, aren't you?

Then you're in trouble.

I've heard about some of your recent problems.

Oh, I'm bad, Father.

Just rotten to the core.

No, I don't believe anybody with eyes like yours can be all bad.

There's a lot of sadness in there mixed up with all that anger.

I think I can help you if you'll let me.

I've, um, decided to get my counseling from a professional psychologist.

Okay.

It's okay.

We'll keep bumping into each other anyway.

This, um... Halfway House is administered by the church.

I'm the chaplain here, too.

In the city.

I took a room at the Tate.

That little note you left made it sound like you were never coming back.

I wasn't sure that I was.

I needed to be alone.

You've been alone ever since you got out of the hospital.

You can't even be in the same room with me.

It's got to change. I can't take this anymore.

Look, I know that this has been hell for you.

And I don't expect you to put up with it anymore.

That's why I'm moving out.

The reason I came back is because I feel that I owe you more than a note on the

dining room table.

I wish there were another way.

There isn't.

I may never know who I was before the accident, but if I'm going to find out

I am now, I have to do it by myself.

Where are you going?

and his suggestions.

This part might be just right.

Good. I imagine it can be pretty lonely out here. Oh, I'll be okay.

No, this is perfect.

It's exactly what I wanted.

I bought this place a few years ago from a man named Simon Whitaker when I

bought his vineyard. Chase.

14 days?

No, no, no, no.

And how do they expect me to come up with that kind of money before the

season? I suppose they expect you to sell the racetrack, which might not be a

bad idea. You could pay off all your debts and still hold on to the radio

station. I'm not selling anything.

I've invested my whole life to get to this point. I'm not going to roll over

play dead now.

However, I don't see what that has to do with this.

You see, the list of suspects includes some rather imposing

names, financially speaking.

Angela Channing, Lance Compson, Melissa Gretti, or Gia Berry, whatever she calls

herself now, Terry Ranson.

How any one of those people would pay a substantial sum of money to stay out of

prison.

You don't have any idea who did it.

Then we'll just have to stir the waters, as my stepdaddy used to say, and see

what comes floating to the top.

Miss Roberts.

And my mother, Anna Rossini.

How do you do?

The investment community has been buzzing about our project for weeks.

but I never expected a man like you to be interested.

What did you expect?

That Peter Stavros spends all his time buying and selling boats, shipping

bananas, courting movie stars?

Yes,

I guess that is what I expected.

You read too many magazines, my dear.

Is it true about you and the princess?

Every word.

Mother, please.

Mr. Stavros has better things to do than discuss his personal life.

Yes. Let's discuss Falcon Crest.

We want to turn it into a world -class resort.

Tennis courts, golf courses.

Heliport, I hope.

Traveling by land is a waste of time.

That would be up to you, of course.

Falcon Crest is an important winery.

Was, Mr. Stavros.

I think that's going to change.

We would be glad to take you out there. You could become acquainted with the

place and see what we have in mind.

That won't be necessary.

I already know what your plans are.

Right down to the last detail of Mrs.

Channing's destruction.

I'm a man who does his homework.

That's why I was able to take my father's little fishing boat and turn it

an empire.

You have a vendetta.

Our motives are not the issue here.

This resort will make a lot of money for you and for us.

We have the land.

We're looking for someone who is interested in developing it.

We'll split the profits right down the middle.

I never split profits.

You managed to get your share of the land for very little money.

I'm prepared to buy you out at full market value.

You'll make a tidy profit.

Our interest is not for sale at any price.

The resort will be built, Angela Channing's vineyards will be turned into

courses, and you'll be considerably richer.

Mr. Stavros, I don't know what to say.

Your offer is very tempting.

No.

No, I won't stand for this.

Why not?

My sources tell me you haven't managed to interest anyone else in the project.

This is something we have to do for Arthur.

I'm sorry.

I am too.

But I should warn you, I usually get what I go after.

Good day.

You shouldn't be playing with finger paints in here.

You give that back.

I didn't expect you home for another hour. I can tell.

Doris! I want my paint!

I'm sorry, honey, but you shouldn't have had it in the first place.

Young man, I've been looking all over for you.

Please take him to his room and get him out of these clothes.

You know better than that.

Boys are like grown men.

Give them what they want, you can have them eating out of your hand.

I certainly know a lot about that.

I learned it from watching you.

While I was away, were you and Colton sleeping together?

Melissa.

What kind of a girl do you think I am?

Peter, you shouldn't have gone to all of this trouble.

Nonsense. Kelly could have fixed something for us.

A poor man deserves an evening off every once in a while.

Take the chance that Cassandra could dine at the same place.

If she learns that we're friends, our plans are ruined.

Suppose she comes by here.

I happen to know that she and Anna are dining out this evening.

Well, all of the sneaking around makes me feel like I'm having an affair with a

married man.

You are. Three times married, twice divorced, and now a widower. Here,

I can't eat another bite.

Four courses are my limit.

Well, you'll hurt my feelings if you don't at least taste it.

All right.

That is delicious.

Peter.

You know, I want to thank you for what you did for me today.

I don't think I should ask you to stay in San Francisco any longer because I

handle Cassandra from now on myself.

Nonsense. My children run my company. I already own everything a man could want.

I have nothing but time on my hands. And I love a good fight.

Um... What are you going to do about your young priest?

Well, that is another thing I shouldn't have burdened you with.

We're friends, Angela.

Our burdens are meant to be said.

I'm sure I have a few unknown children scattered around here. I don't want to

hear about it.

Have you told your pastor the truth about his new curate yet?

Angela.

Keeping a secret from your family is one thing.

But keeping it from a priest is something else.

Our relationship has always been based on trust.

I should have been informed.

Is there anything else you haven't told me?

Well, you can see why he has to be sent to another parish.

I can't see that at all.

But he can't stay here.

Why not?

Are you afraid he'll find out he's your grandson?

He's a strong young man who deserves to know the truth.

I encouraged him to be a priest.

My whole family has been touched with tragedy. I want something better for

He has a right to know who he is.

Talk to him, Angela.

Very pretty.

It's so quiet.

You can almost forget the Tuscany Valley is just down below.

The valley seems quiet enough.

Yeah, on the surface, maybe.

Underneath all that.

You got all those principalities down there.

Castles and kings, they're all getting ready for the next battle.

And the war can get pretty bloody.

Boy, sounds like you have a few battle scars of your own.

You have them, too. You just don't remember.

Oh, you okay?

You'll be able to take that brace off.

I keep asking the doctor that same question.

That friend of yours, I think I'm going to attack you or something because

he's... Huh?

Yeah.

No.

Somebody out there is trying to kill me and I'm not particularly fond of the

idea.

Richard. Yes?

I really like you and I don't care how many...

rotten things people have supposedly said about you. I think you are a decent

man.

Well, I've got you fooled.

Does that mean I'm going to end up in that journal again? Oh, I should say so.

Where's my wife?

Who are you?

None of your business.

I,

uh,

brought some things you left at the house.

Oh.

I'll leave you two alone.

Stick around. I want a word with you.

Chase, you have no right to come up here and tell other people. I have every

right. We're still married.

Until a court of law says differently.

Thanks for this. You'll understand if I don't want to stick around and chat.

Now, listen, Chase.

Don't bother.

Maggie and I had a nice, friendly conversation, and that's all.

Right.

Stay away from her.

Chase, I hope everything works out for you.

For Maggie's sake.

But if it doesn't, I'll be back.

And for Channing, Frank O 'Neill. How do you do?

Won't you sit down? Thank you. Mr. O 'Neill was with the county fire

until he retired last year.

It's a great pleasure.

Frank, why don't you tell Mr. Channing what you told me this morning?

Ah, yes.

Well, the call came in sometime before midnight.

I want to tell you that was a real inferno.

Two of us managed to climb through a second -story window, and we pulled the

children to safety.

Then we went back after Dominic, but before we could get to him, the whole

had collapsed.

How did the fire start?

Oh, it was deliberate.

Well, there's no doubt about that.

I know Anna said that Dominic was smoking in bed. I guess she was trying

protect his good name, but I don't know why. He was guilty as hell.

Now, you said that the...

Fire started in the stairwell.

That's right, yes.

Gasoline and lots of it.

And Anna was outside the house when you all arrived.

Right, yes. She was in shock.

She had torn her leg up pretty badly, trying to escape from the house.

Anything more you'd like to know?

No, no, thank you.

I think you've been both helpful.

Ah, well, in that case, I'll be getting back to my horses.

Charlie, would you show Mr. O 'Neill out, please?

This way, Mr. O 'Neill.

I thought you said Mr.

O 'Neill was going to shed some light on what happened. Ah, but he did.

You see, Dominic was on the second floor with Catherine Damon when the fire

started. And Anna, we know, was down to death.

Well, what's the point?

Well, no one in their right mind... would stand at the top of a stairway,

a can of gasoline, and set a match to it.

That's cutting off his only hope of escape.

Unless he had a death wish.

But we know Dominic didn't want to die.

He wanted to marry Julia.

And that made Anna very, very angry.

Angry enough to kill?

Dominic Rossini didn't set that fire.

Anna did.

Hello there.

Oh, well, I'm glad I caught you both at home.

It's all right, Charlie.

Hold on, Charlie.

I've got something I want you to hear, too.

I'd ask you to sit down, but I'm expecting some invited guests.

You should have been a diplomat, Angela. You've got a remarkable capacity for

putting people at ease.

Well, after your brush with death, I thought perhaps you'd mellowed, Richard.

And as a matter of fact, that's why I'm here. I want to talk about a certain

butcher who has been prowling this part of the country.

Well, you've come to the wrong place.

No one here had anything to do with it.

I know who did.

You see, I've had a team of investigators working round the clock,

through the rubble at my old house. They've been tailing possible suspects,

tracking down various clues and rumors.

And wouldn't you know...

I finally got what I wanted.

So why are you telling me this?

You should be telling it to the sheriff.

Oh, you know me, Angela.

Always trying to capitalize on whatever I can, and I figure what better way to

promote my racetrack than to finger the assassin at a public press conference

right there in the turf club.

Well, if this is an invitation to your little carnival, forget it.

Oh, now.

I've already talked to Lance. He's going to be there. I hope you'll be able to

join him and bring him along, too.

I want all my loved ones in attendance.

It's getting late. I'll let you know the date and time.

Oh, and, uh, it wouldn't hurt to bring your attorney along, too.

You know, maybe Mom just had a lot of questions for Richard.

About the night of the explosion?

Sure.

You ever thought that it could be completely harmless?

Nothing's harmless where Richard's involved.

This one can go.

You're not going to refire all these barrels, are you?

No, it's just got to make room for the champagne we left at Falkencrest.

I said she's not going to let go of it.

That's because I made the mistake of asking. We're going to pretend she said

yes.

You know, this press conference of yours is a gigantic ruse. It could backfire

on you. Have you ever played poker, Miss Roberts? I'm not talking about a

friendly game after a hard day at the office. I'm talking blood and guts

A $10 ,000 Annie where the sky's the limit and a million dollars can change

hands in the course of a night.

Cards were never my long suit.

In poker, this is called a bluff.

And this bluff is going to lead us to the person.

that planted that bomb.

And how can you be so sure of that?

Because sometime between now and the press conference, somebody is going to

and kill me again.

What's the matter, Robin?

Nothing.

I came to say goodnight.

Wait a minute.

Why the tears?

You've got the baby, Mom.

Are you all right? Cole, I'm so confused.

I mean, it was all a lark.

Now I have a real baby in me.

A baby that Melissa and I are going to love and raise.

After it's born, I'm going to have to give away my own child.

I don't know if I can do that.

from my husband.

Melissa, Melissa, stop it. Why?

So you can carry on with the slut whenever you want?

Nice work.

Where are you going?

Right now, Robin needs me a lot more than you do.

Thank

you,

Charlie.

You can serve dessert later, Charlie. Yes, Mrs. Channing.

The meal was excellent, Mrs. Channing.

Thank you.

Now, why don't you call me Angela?

Well, I'm afraid that's going to take some getting used to.

I've been calling you Mrs. Channing for as long as I can remember.

Uh, Grandmother, how long are you going to drag this dinner on?

I didn't make plans. I made plans this evening. I want to keep them.

No disrespect intended, Father.

No problem.

He doesn't have to stay on my account.

Lance, sit down.

Please. This is very important.

Now, a long time ago, before you were born, your mother was just a mere child,

but she fell in love with a man in the valley who was married.

He had a family of his own.

There were a lot of mistakes made in those days by her and by me.

Well, go on. You've got my attention.

She became pregnant.

So I sent her away to a place called Marysville.

To my old parish?

She gave birth to a son.

Of course, in those days, it was unheard of for an unwed mother to keep her

child, so I placed him with the fathers, and he was raised at the orphanage.

You're talking about me, aren't you?

A story of a pregnant teenager, the months she spent at the... This is

what I was told about my own mother.

Christopher, Lance.

What? Look at each other.

Now, can't you tell you're half brothers?

I don't believe this.

Julius did go away, but I never knew why. No way. My mother would have told

Julia can never talk about that part of her life.

Oh, really?

So now, after all these years, you're going to spring this on me now?

Who else is going to come crawling out of the woodwork, Grandmother?

Did you have any bastards yourself?

That's enough.

That's enough is right.

Christopher, I'm sorry.

I should have told you about this a long time ago.

I had a mother, and you gave me to the priest.

I had a family, and you gave me to an institution.

I had a faith in God, and now I don't know what I have.

Oh, from Mrs.

Channing to Angela to grandmother in one short evening.

Do you know about this?

How could you keep Christopher's secret from his own mother?

Ever since he was a little boy, he wanted to be a priest.

And I didn't feel that Falconcrest was the right place to raise him.

Face it, mother.

Falconcrest is not the right place to raise anyone.

Now, don't push me, Emma.

One of the hardest things I've ever had to do.

Telling us is the easy part.

I do.

Father?

Father, I've been looking everywhere for you.

I came here twice. I went to the rescue and I was about to give up.

Melissa, this isn't a good time for me. I'm ready to smoke.

Maybe you should try and find Father Bob.

I want you to help me.

Please, I can't be alone. Okay, okay, we'll talk.

We'll talk.

Next on Falcon Crest.

Next time we come up, could you give me a ring first? Let me know you're coming.

You mean I have to make an appointment to see my own wife?

Please don't send me away.

It's too bad that you overplayed your hand.

Now, if someone does try to kill you, how do you know your security people are

going to be able to stop them in time? I don't. But I am tired of playing a cat

and mouse game. I've got to find a way to draw this madman out into the open.

Bye.