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Previously on Falcon Crest. Juan, don't worry about Carl.
I'll take extra special care of him.
Nance, I don't want to lose Lorraine any more than you do.
The time has come. We've got to do what's best for her.
She's already dead.
Don't you?
I hold the note.
On two -thirds of Falcon Crest.
I'm going to make you suffer the way we suffered.
You're going to wish you were dead.
And tonight...
If you reveal what you're about to find out, I promise you...
that you'll regret it the rest of your life.
This was the scene six weeks ago when a mysterious explosion destroyed the
Tuscany Valley mansion of wealthy Richard Channing. Today on follow -up,
continue our coverage of this ongoing story.
Immediately after the blast, we interviewed Floyd Gilmore, sheriff of
County. All we know at this point is that the major force of the explosion
through the second story near the sleeping quarters.
It appears to have been some kind of bomb deliberately set.
Two victims were apparently blown clear.
and rescued by Mr. Channing's security staff before the fire totally engulfed
the house. The second victim was Maggie Gioberti, acting publisher of the New
Globe, whose husband, Vintner Chase Gioberti, was questioned as he arrived
the hospital.
She isn't going to live.
She'll live. You better believe she'll live.
Excuse me, please.
Miraculously, she survived, as did Channing. However, recent attempts to
interview him at his new estate were thwarted by a bodyguard.
He has become a reclusive figure, refusing to grant interviews.
or even to cooperate with law enforcement agencies seeking to solve
that nearly killed him. As new developments unfold, we will continue to
informed. I'll bet they will.
Every time we put flow in you today.
Well, I'm glad Maggie's getting out of the hospital. We need her at the New
Globe. Oh, you are just too sentimental for words, Angela.
I think Delaney's doing a good job.
He is.
For Delaney.
Out of our way.
How dare you come in here?
Would you tell this pipsqueak to get out of our way? May I remind you that we
have an injunction that forbids you access to Mrs. Channing's residence?
What you're holding is a court order that gives my clients access to Mrs.
Channing's office.
What's he talking about?
They want to examine the books.
With a fine -tooth comb.
Well, stop them.
Charlie, I think you'd better show these people into Mrs. Channing's office.
Show them the letters.
And what have you been doing while they're getting a court order?
We couldn't very well keep them at bay forever, Angela. I've been looking into
the Rossini family history and there seems to be some kind of... Now, don't
into the past.
Theirs or ours.
You just find a legal way to get them out of here and fail it. I'm doing
everything I can.
But in the meantime, I suggest that we give Mr. Crawford's clients a hand.
And let them ruin me? In my own house?
I'm not ready for the funny farm yet.
Perhaps not. But at least this way we can see what they're doing.
Oh, come on, Angela.
Smile. You never know, you might learn something.
Well, let's get on with it.
And what can I do for you?
Well, first, I'd like a comfortable chair.
This one's a disaster.
Well, your court order says that you can look at my ledger.
It doesn't say I have to make you comfortable.
I think you ought to know that I'm about to move into that little guest cottage
out near the winery.
I think I can oversee things better from there.
Well, no one stayed in that cottage for years.
Watch out for the rats.
Now, I don't know what you're looking for, but some of these ledgers go back
the turn of the century.
Of course, if you're going to run a winery, I suppose you should know it
Who said anything about running a winery?
My clients have other plans.
Perhaps you would like to look at some of the renderings for Falcon Crest
Resort. If the architect hadn't kept us so busy, we would have come calling much
sooner.
The tennis courts are going to go here, where you now have Cabernet grapes
growing. This is the vacation complex, condos mostly.
And here...
In the winery, we're going to put a restaurant.
And since we won't be making Falcon Crest wines anymore, we'll be serving
other label.
I think you can put things away. You have no right to come here and gloat.
If you think you're going to plow under my vineyards and build that instant
slum, it'll be over my dead body.
The way you expand in Falcon Crest.
Over my father.
Give them what they want rid of them and get rid of them.
Yes, ma 'am.
You can't expect to get back in shape overnight, not with a spinal injury.
Would you relax for a moment? Why don't you relax? You might undo all the
progress you've made. Progress? I couldn't fight my way out of a paper
Well, I wouldn't worry, not with all the security you've got. Security.
A lot of good. It's on me. Oh, the security.
Answer it. Yes, sir.
Yes.
Okay, I'll tell him.
The lawyer's here.
It's about time.
Let's get that blankety thing on.
I gotta look like a straight arrow when I meet the famous J .J. Roberts.
Hello, Mr. Channing.
Who are you? I was expecting J .J. Roberts.
I am J .J. Roberts.
Jordan Jennifer Roberts. I suppose that other J .J. you're referring to is my
father.
He decided against becoming your attorney.
He's not as smart as his reputation makes him out to be. He's only the very
best.
I know it, you know it, and Lord knows he knows it.
However, he also happens to be very busy, and I heard he was going to turn
down. So I'm applying for the position.
You go on home to Daddy, George and Jennifer.
I have never worked with Daddy or for him, but I do know all of his legal
tricks, plus a few I dreamed up on my own.
I'll bet you do. You don't know what you'd be getting into with me.
Oh, but I do.
Your former residence was bombed. You don't know who did it, but you do know
they'll probably try it again.
You practically broke, although one would never guess it, judging by the way
live.
Lawyers are a dime a dozen today, Miss Roberts. I've probably had at least 50
unsolicited calls from people like you. Why do you want to work for me?
I'm a very successful attorney, Mr. Channing.
I made my first million before I was 30, but things got a little dull.
I felt like I needed a new challenge in my life.
And you are definitely a challenge.
I figure if I can bail you out of this mess, I can do just about anything.
I like people who tell it like it is.
Sit down.
Wait right here. I'll get the car.
You're going to be just fine, Maggie.
I am going home with a total stranger.
Look, I could vouch for him.
He never left your side the first 36 hours after you were admitted.
No food, no sleep, not till he knew you'd live.
Everyone's told me what a wonderful marriage we had, but I don't remember
I don't feel it.
You've got to go on with your own life, Maggie. There's nothing more we can do
for you here.
Your physical injuries have healed, and we've done all we can for the amnesia.
I know yours is the first face I remember seeing.
I'm going to miss you.
I never knew the old Maggie, but the new Maggie is strong.
She'll survive.
Wish me luck.
Further do's or don'ts?
Be patient. Her memory could come back gradually or all at once.
Or not at all.
I hope you're prepared for that possibility.
There's got to be something somewhere that'll bring it all back.
I suppose being in familiar surroundings will be a great help.
One thing you should know, even if her memory does return, chances are she
remember anything about this period.
I'll call if there's any change.
Thank you.
Let's put your seatbelt on.
Okay.
Chase, were we happily married?
I thought so.
Then why don't I want to go home?
Oh, it's hell having to leave you.
Don't. I gotta go.
Mom's getting out of the hospital today.
That's right, I forgot.
You're my love.
You'll see her soon.
If you get time off for good behavior, like Reardon says.
Next time you come back, would you bring me a plant? You know, something that
doesn't eat too much. I don't know anything about plants.
Please. Okay, okay.
I'll have Robin pick one up for you.
Just thought I'd gotten used to Robin running errands for me.
Time.
I'm used to her running errands for me and looking after Joseph.
Don't get too used to her.
It's like a lovely place to live.
I don't recognize any of it.
It's okay. It's just a matter of time.
I'm sorry, Chase.
You're my wife. Chase, you can't rush me.
I'll get your bag if it would make you feel any better I
Could sleep in my office tonight
Hello, Richard.
Lorraine was allergic to roses.
I bring her flowers every day.
This is the first time I've seen you here.
This is my grief -stricken son -in -law, Miss Roberts.
Jordan Roberts.
Mr. Channing's attorney.
You must be hard up for a job, ma 'am.
Oh, I like a challenge.
I, uh... Understand, if you're living on the edge now, motorcycles,
hang gliding, drag racing, what are you trying to do, boy? Buy your way out?
You'd like that, wouldn't you?
As a matter of fact, you don't look too bad yourself for a man we were all
giving up on six weeks ago.
Thanks to modern medical science, you know, these doctors can almost make a
whole again. You must be very disappointed to see that I am
Lorraine would still be here if it wasn't for you, Richard.
Killing you off would be too easy.
I want you to suffer.
Where were you the night of the explosion?
I didn't plant that bomb, lady.
But I understand you don't have an alibi.
I just chose not to explain where I was that night.
You can tell me, Lance.
I doubt if I believe it, but you can tell me.
I'm going to keep my eye on you, Lance, just in case you decide to try it again.
You had high hopes for this homecoming, Gary, as it was. I thought it would
trigger something, some little light under the door.
And I can't even remember the name of the dessert.
You've made remarkable progress.
Just relax.
Give yourself time.
Give me time.
I'm glad to see there's nothing wrong with your appetite, Mrs. Diabate.
Oh, it's just wonderful.
Here, let me help you. No, no, no. That's my job.
Did you get that, Mrs. Muller? Of course.
Who would that be, do you think? His daughter. I've told people that we
seeing anybody but family for now.
Hello, Mrs. Muller. How are you this evening? I'm just fine.
We've got someone to see.
Hi. Welcome home. Oh, my.
Thank you.
I'm going to put these in a... I'll put them in a... Do you want some wine?
No, thanks. I'm not going to stay that long.
You want to tire Mom out?
Must be great to be back, huh? Well, I thought it was scary.
Nothing makes much sense.
If it never did, I don't know.
Melissa sends her love. Yeah?
When am I going to get to see her?
Oh, later.
She, uh... I'm sure she'll want to bring Joseph over.
Now, are you keeping something from me here?
She doesn't like me. Oh, no. I'm one of those awful mother -in -laws, am I? No.
Melissa's in jail.
It's a complicated story. We didn't want to burden you with that. Do you think I
could handle this? Is that it? This little crazy lady who is suddenly here,
doesn't remember anything, doesn't remember who she is?
So you're not going to tell me the truth about my son's wife? Because she'll
probably just... What else are you keeping from me?
Don't read things into it. Nobody thinks you're crazy. Oh, I see.
I'm tired. I'm going to go to bed.
It's all right. It's all right. You can trust me. I can find my way upstairs by
myself.
Ladies and gentlemen, just a reminder, Tuscany Downs Night Harness Racing comes
to a close on the 30th. I'm glad you're being sensible about this.
No problem.
Small virtue makes me think of you, and I don't want to wind up hating her, too.
Certainly wasn't hard to find a buyer.
Of course not. She's going to be a real moneymaker.
Made a tidy profit, I felt.
If that's all you're looking for in life, then you should be very happy.
lot better than manipulation and betrayal.
You won't even try and understand, will you?
Wrong. I try very hard.
And quite frankly, I can't think what I haven't shown you.
That's because you're a climber, Reardon. There is no way that you can
what we had going for us.
But the day I have something you need, you are going to come crawling.
This house is mine.
My home.
Life estate.
And a hundred acres of some of the finest grape growing land in this
They can't be taken away from me.
And neither can the Falcon Crest name.
What have you got up your sleeve?
Before Connie Giannini took off for who knows where.
I signed a letter of agreement with her, making me a partner in her father's old
winery and vineyards.
Can you trust her?
I'm making sure it's legal. It's not a big operation, but it'll be a start. I
knew you wouldn't stay down for long.
I would love to see the look on Angela's face when she finds out you're still
doing business as Falcon Crest.
We'll keep selling champagne if we have to go door to door to hell with them
all.
Yes, would you change my 10 .30 appointment to 11, please?
Thank you.
Oh, Mom.
Sandra, you're wasting our time. The things we have to do at Falcon Crest.
Mother, you have been under a strain lately.
Why don't you take the day off, go to a movie, try and relax a little bit?
I can't live with your father's death the way you can.
I don't think you mean that.
I'm not going to abandon you, Mother, the way Damon did.
You're forgetting I have a business to run.
Oh, you younger generation.
No passion, no feelings.
Everything for the love of money. Just get out of my way.
I want to know what's going on here.
I just met with my bankers and they tell me I can't draw on the Falcon Crest
account without your permission.
Sorry, I've frozen all funds for the time being.
But I won't stand for it.
You'll hear from my attorney.
He's powerless to do anything.
Just as you are.
Powerless, Angela.
How does it feel?
You and I used to be friends.
That was a long time ago.
Before I lost my husband and my rightful inheritance.
You've always been such a crybaby.
Did you stop by to have us okay a little spending money for you?
I'm sorry, Anna. I'm a long way from being broke.
Believe me, Emma, I am not asking you to betray your mother.
I'm just doing everything I can to help save Falcon Crest for her if she'd just
let me.
I believe you, Greg, but right now I find it hard to trust anyone.
Yeah, well, if Damon's done that to you, I'm sorry.
Although at least he refused the party debate in the final takeover.
A day late and a dollar short.
What can I do for you?
Well, these old records indicate that when...
Julia was still a comparatively young girl.
Angela sent her off to live in a small town in Connecticut.
Marital. I remember that.
Julia was sick, and Mother wanted her to see some kind of specialist.
And she was gone for nearly a year.
Nobody would talk to me about it.
But I think... I think she had...
I think he had a breakdown.
Sounds likely.
Anyway, what's all this got to do with Falcon Crest?
Well, I may be grasping at straws, but I find it interesting that Julia left the
day after Dominic Rossini perished in that fire.
Coincidence?
Perhaps.
Why does Angela go to that little town the same time each year? Why does she
make a substantial contribution to a Catholic order there?
And why, Emma, did she get jumpy when I asked her about it?
I'm sorry, Gret. I can't help you.
But I know where you might be able to find out.
Your mother is in danger of losing Falcon Crest.
And I was rather hoping that you could help me prevent that.
Well, how can I help?
By telling me why you spent almost a year in Marysville, Connecticut.
I am really very sorry to intrude on your new home.
and I'm quite sure you would certainly rather forget about the past, but I'm
certain you have some information, something however small that might
why Anna Rossini is so determined to ruin your mother.
Anna Rossini?
You went back east immediately after Dominic Rossini died. Why?
I tried so hard to forget all that.
I guess I always knew that eventually it would come out.
I was very young.
I fell in love with an older man.
What?
We had an affair.
I went to Connecticut to have Dominic Rossini's child.
I'm sorry to have made you go through that.
But as you can see, it's very important.
Anna Rossini.
After all these years... Yes, she's very bitter towards Angela. I shouldn't
wonder. After Mother found out about the affair, she tried every way she could
to run Dominic out of the valley.
Somehow that doesn't surprise me. I wanted to run away with him.
And then there was a fire.
And he was killed.
Mother immediately took me back east, and I spent the remainder of my
there.
And the baby?
It was stillborn.
I guess it was for the best.
I was very young.
Thank you for telling me this. I know it hasn't been easy.
I don't know that I'll ever go back to Falcon Crest, but I'm tied to it.
I don't want it lost to the family or changed in any way.
You do what you have to do.
Would you like some breakfast?
Oh, sure.
Let me have some toast and four eggs. Only four?
I had a rough night.
Lance, I know you miss Lorraine, but there are other ways to show your grief.
I'm not going to sit around and be depressed. She'd hate it. Well, there's
difference in being brave and in being foolhardy. Now, we have a winery and a
paper to run.
Well, Delaney's doing fine with one, and Cass seems to be in charge of the
other.
Well, thank you very much for all of your help.
This arrived for you.
Registered special delivery.
It's from a law firm in Chicago.
Dear Mr. Compson, we extend our sympathy on the death of your wife and our late
client, Lorraine Prescott Compson. This is to advise you that, as her closest
survivor, you are her sole heir and beneficiary.
For your information, your late... Dammit, grandmother, I can't read this.
don't want her money. I want her.
For your information, your late wife's estate is in excess of $2 million and
includes substantial real estate and stock holdings.
So, what do you think about her now, Grandmother?
Still not good enough for me.
I can't believe this. When did it come?
I don't know. It was here when I got back from the doctor's a while ago.
Here. I don't get it. I was working in the study. The security men were on
The alarm system was activated.
Now, how did they do it?
You keep asking me questions, Miss Roberts. I don't have any answers for
Maybe the same way they got into my other house and blew it up.
Obviously, they're going to keep on trying. Stop by your house. Sorry I
you. We'll try again.
And they wrote it on my letterhead.
We could turn this over to the sheriff. He can give it to his handwriting
experts. No, thank you. I already told that bird everything I can remember
that night, and he's come up with nothing.
There's one thing you haven't told me about that night.
What?
What was Mrs. Gilberty doing at your house?
You'll have to ask her that.
Just looking through some of your mama's old clothes.
Here. How do I look?
Too big for you.
It won't be for long.
Hey, guess what I got for you.
Shopping! Only this time, don't get all over your nose like you did the last
time, okay?
What is this, a party?
Yeah, costume party.
Joseph just helped me look through some of Melissa's old maternity clothes. I'm
going out of my jeans.
We'll get you a wardrobe of your own. I don't think Melissa will want to share.
He'll never wear them again.
Put them back.
Joseph, where'd you get the chocolate?
I've told you a thousand times not before dinner.
Give me the chocolate.
Hey.
Do you want to go to your room?
I don't like you. I only like Robin.
Looks like I've won his heart.
You certainly haven't made a place for yourself in this household since
Melissa's been away.
She's trying to be friendly.
Yeah.
You got more candy?
I'll see you at dinner.
This isn't the way out, Mr. Compton. But there's a shortcut here. See, there's
an ex -wife of mine down here. I want to make faith in that. You're not allowed
in this area.
This is her.
She's the person I'm talking about. Have you met her? This is Melissa O 'Grady
Compton, Jewberry Jailbird. You should feel right at home, Lance.
Oh, she's so happy to see me. I knew she would be, you know. I could have spent
seven long years in here because of you.
Mr.
Compson. Yes.
Your lawyer has bailed you out on the drunk charge. He did?
Yes, you can go home. Really?
Okay. Listen, if I could have kept you behind bars every night, we might have
gotten along just fine.
I would have loved it.
Anything to keep you away from me.
What did you say your name was?
I didn't.
Mother, you're not concentrating tonight.
Well, where is he?
Reg, for goodness sake, don't you think he deserves a little time off?
It's the way he did it that bothers me.
Just left a note, be back in a couple of days and say where or why.
You're not his mother.
Read your book.
Emma, you're not my mother.
Hello?
Yes, of course I'll accept the charges.
Julia?
Julia, are you all right?
I thought phone calls were off limits up there.
You haven't run away, have you?
No. I've just been very worried about you. I haven't been able to eat or
and Mother Superior took Kitty on me.
Oh, what is this all about?
There's nothing wrong there, is there? I mean, nothing wrong with Falconcrest or
anything.
Who have you been talking to?
It was Reardon, wasn't it?
He's only trying to help.
Well, he had no business.
What did you tell him?
I told him the truth.
Oh, Julia.
I'm so sorry.
It's all right, Mother, as long as you're okay.
I'll pray for you.
Julia?
Hello?
What is it, Mother?
You knew all about this, didn't you? Reared and sneaking around behind my
He only wanted to know about that charity support back in Connecticut.
He was afraid of that.
Mother, whatever it is you're trying to hide from him, It can't be as bad as
losing Falconcrest.
I hope you're right.
I certainly hope you're right.
to the airport on time?
Yes, Mrs. Channing. Very easily. You be careful. You know how I hate three
years.
Just a minute.
What's that?
Best not go in. We must hurry to the airport.
You said you had all the time in the world.
Go get the car. I want to see what Lance is up to this time of day.
Good morning, Grandmother. What are you doing up so early?
I'm on my way to the airport.
What's your excuse?
Or who?
I'm sorry.
Uh... Grandmother?
This is... This is... Uh... Never mind remembering her name because I
want you to get rid of her immediately.
Grandmother. I was going to leave you in charge while I was away.
On second thought... I want you to leave things well enough alone.
Thelma Crocker.
Hmm?
My name.
Thelma Crocker.
Thelma Crocker.
Okay.
How's she doing?
She's doing fine.
I've got to go.
Chase, I understand you're sleeping in your office now.
Mrs. Miller has a big mouth?
Well, maybe if you... I mean, I'm sure she'd remember certain intimate details,
don't you think?
Goodbye, Terry.
I'm a nobody with just a great face and a great body.
I mean, how... What was I to know? He was toying with me. Terry, slow down,
okay? Because it's very hard to put all of this together.
I'm sorry, Maggie. I just... I just got carried away. You know, I actually came
by to see how you were doing.
God, we used to have the most incredible heart -to -heart talks.
Are you sure you don't remember?
No, try as I might, I just don't.
God, I must seem like a stranger to you. Well, everything seems strange.
I don't believe it. We were so close.
Think hard.
You used to have a nickname for me when we were little.
I'm sorry.
It was Termite.
For little Terry. And we used to take riding lessons together.
Don't you remember that? What about the name of your horse? Stop it!
I'm sorry. I just can't play these guessing games.
Forgive me. I'm very tired.
Yes, I just wanted you to be the way you were before.
Oh, be careful of that, Goodrich. It's a real accident. Are you sure moving into
Falcon Crest is necessary, Mother?
Well, I don't trust Angela.
I've got to keep an eye on everything.
Hello, Cass.
I came to see you at the hospital.
You didn't know I was there.
Oh, they told me you had sat with me for a while. Your tender ministrations must
have done some good. I survived.
Came rising out of the ashes like a great phoenix bird.
When you regained consciousness, you gave orders that I... wasn't to be loud
your room.
Well, you know, uh...
Seeing you might have been too much for me.
I need to talk.
A little late for talk.
I've been looking for you, though. I wanted to return something of yours.
Sorry about its condition. It got blown clean out of my bedroom.
I figure you might want this in case you want to stab anyone else in the back.
See you around.
for you, Mother.
Hi.
Hi. Sorry I'm late. You got dinner?
Yes. Yes, Mrs. Miller brought me up something.
What you doing?
Oh, there's a journal.
Writing some impressions.
I had this sudden urge to write.
That's got to be a good sign.
I gave you this robe for Christmas. Oh,
lovely.
So are you.
Chase, please, I'm sorry.
Am I not repulsive to you? No, it's just I...
I just wish you wouldn't, that's all.
Come on, Maggie, you know as well as I do, things can't go on like this.
Look, I'm tired. I, uh... Can we talk about it some other time? No, dammit, we
can't! We're never gonna work this out if we don't give it a try.
I love you.
And you look at me like I was an intruder or something. Get out of my
of the room!
happen again.
So Father Matthew called you. No wonder I haven't been able to find out anything
since I arrived in this town.
They must love you here.
Don't they everywhere?
Julia called, and she's very upset.
I told you not to dig around in the past.
Your mistake for not leveling with me in the first place.
Oh, come on, Angela. In case you've forgotten, I am your attorney. I'm
likely to sell Julia's tragic story to Inquisitor magazine.
What are you looking for around here?
The record of a stillborn child.
But there's no death certificate, no grave marker.
Well, there are other churches and graveyards and hospitals.
Oh, indeed. But none that receive regular large donations year after year
you. Oh, I've seen the plaque with your name on it underneath the stained glass
window.
Yes, it's very beautiful.
I know we've had our differences.
But in your own...
rather peculiar way, you've always been good to me.
And I would never forgive myself if I left one stone unturned that might help
save Falconcrest for you.
Even if you fire me for doing it.
All right.
But if you reveal what you're about to find out, I promise you that you'll
regret it the rest of your life.
Very proud of our gym equipment, Mr. Reardon.
It was provided by an anonymous donor.
Well, I think I can guess who that was.
I'll go get Amanda.
You were right, Greg.
The baby didn't die.
But to protect Julia, I let her think he did.
And of course, the child was put up for adoption.
No, he was raised right here in the orphanage by the fathers.
Of course, I did keep in touch with birthdays and Christmas.
I loved him as if he were being raised in my own home.
And where is he now?
You're looking at him.
Father Christopher, son of Dominic Rossini and Julia.
He doesn't know that I'm his grandmother.
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