All language subtitles for Falcon Crest s06e20 Hat Trick

Previously on FalconCraft.

Good, okay.

There we go, the shoulders.

Hey, there we go.

It's a boy.

Well, which one of you do I
congratulate?

I cannot live with the uncertainty of
not knowing whose child I've been.

I decided to have the paternity test
after all.

You are the rudest billionaire in the
Fortune 500, Mr.

Saunders. It's a pleasure to be abused
by the famous tart tongue of Angela

Channing.

Melissa! You bitch.

You are sure you want to watch me kill
her?

I just want to be there.

To say goodbye.

And tonight.

Oh, Tony.

It's me, the kid.

I thought I told you not to call me
here.

Tony, come and pull him in now.

Vicky, he's my son. So what's his last
name going to be? Giaberti or

Melissa! You open the door! Do you hear
me?

Frank Kalinsky.

Investigated for extortion and
racketeering in 1973.

Conspiracy to commit murder in 75.

No arrest.

The star witness in the extortion case
was killed in an automobile accident.

The car blew up.

Sounds like Tony Thompson's got his
hands full.

He started following Tony before I
started following him. Real discreet.

Yeah, well, I guess he thought that he'd
lead him to Kim Marlowe.

I dug up everything I could out of the
archives on Frank Kalinsky.

This next photo was taken in Istanbul in
1980.

Roland Saunders and Frank Kalinsky.

What a charming couple.

He's been working for Saunders since
1979.

Saunders is apparently behind the search
for Kit Marlowe.

That's what I don't understand. What a
man like Roland Saunders is doing with a

woman like Kit Marlowe.

Paris, 1977.

She was his mistress for eight years.

He is the father of her child.

Good job, Mr. Maxwell.

I got a call from Geneva last week.
Peter Stavros is over there asking all

wrong questions.

Maybe he'll forget about them when he
finds out the truth about a lady called

Skyler Kimmel.

Well, at least it's good for something.

Though I don't see how it's going to
help you to fight Angela.

It will, Braxton, it will.

As soon as I get Miss Marlowe in the
flesh.

Tuscany Line Corporation knocked off
another vineyard today.

Yeah, I heard. Brandon Kane's place.

I wonder who's behind it. If you ever
find out, let me know. Do we have to

about that outrage at dinner?

It's going to impose itself on our
collective consciousness sometime, Mrs.

Cheney. I think it's Richard. Well, if
it is, I'll put him out of business,

that's all.

He and his distributorship.

I suspect Peter Stavros is a better
candidate.

What would he want with a vineyard? He
has one glass of wine a month.

He said he blamed the entire valley for
the death of his stepdaughter.

Perhaps he's paying the valley back.

For all the wrong reasons.

I know a user when I see one.

Skyler Kimball came to town with one
thing on her mind.

Peter's money.

What's the emergency?

What's the emergency? These fools think
they're going to take my land away.

Don't let them do it.

Don't look at me.

Times like this, I wish I could rewrite
my job description. Who are you?

Philip Gates.

I represent the Tuscany Land
Corporation.

Miss Short has defaulted in her loan
obligation.

Now, hold on. I personally wrote a check
for $30 ,000 to cover three payments.

Phone your bank in the morning, Mr.
Gioverti.

Your check was returned uncashed.

It arrived three days after the due
date.

The eviction papers.

They want you out by noon Friday.

Excuse me. Who are you working for?

My employers value their privacy.

Good night, Mr. Gioberti.

Miss Short, I'm sorry, but it's out of
my hands.

Get out of here.

This land's been in my family for over a
century. If I lose it, I've got nothing

left. I'll call my lawyer. We'll do
whatever's possible.

I can't stay here tonight.

You can stay at my place.

It's a big house. There's more than one
bedroom.

End of discussion.

You've got enough here to get the case
reopened.

You could wipe them out.

Richard Channing is Angela's enemy, not
mine.

She doesn't seem to want my help.

Well, then forget about Angela.

You've got a sworn statement here from a
Geneva banker. Somebody's got to put a

stop to this guy.

He's ruthless.

He's underhanded, dishonest. Get one of
my competitors talking about me and

you'll hear a lot worse.

Well, then I'll put a stop to it. No,
you won't.

If Angela wants Richard's head, she'll
have to get it herself.

But no member of my family is going to
help her.

Understood?

Dad?

Hey, good morning. Morning, early bird.

What's happening?

I was on the way to the spa, thought I
might talk you into breakfast.

Well... Hi.

Oh, Vicki, you've met Gabrielle. Sure.

I guess you'll be dining in.

Oh, Vicki, wait a minute. I just want to
explain. Don't.

I'd hate to think what you'd do with
those if we had a cat.

Look, we have to talk about our
finances.

Not interested.

We have enough money to keep the winery
going for four months.

After that, it's hat in the hands of the
bank.

Again. Big spender?

Last I heard, you walked away from the
New Globe with millions.

What did you do, buy Dina a diamond
corset?

I bought some winery from Eric Stavros,
the winery that you have half interest

in, the winery that you don't seem to
care about anymore.

Oh, I cared until I got signed with you
for a partner.

We're not going to start producing wine
for another year.

That means no income.

I don't know about you, but I don't want
to go broke.

I've never heard you so worried.

But I have something that's going to
make you feel a lot better.

Don't I look pretty?

If I didn't know better, I'd say you
made a living at this.

I do.

Line up a target and fire away. That's
what the newspaper business is all

Nine in the corner.

Be careful, Channing.

Some targets tend to fire back.

Six from the side.

Matter of fact, you're in my sights
right now, Saunders.

We're planning on running an article
about you in the New Globe.

I told my reporters to delve into your
personal life.

Maybe focus on your love interest.

Thirteen in the side.

Bore your readers.

Oh, love is my readers' second favorite
topic.

What's their first?

Death. Eight in the corner.

Well done.

Thanks for the game.

You're welcome.

What?

Depends on who you ask.

Jenning knows I'm after Kit.

Is that going to be a problem?

Only for him.

It's me, it's Kit.

I thought I told you not to call me
here.

These friends of yours have been,
they've been all over me.

They haven't tried to hurt you, have
they, Tony?

No, and they won't. They won't hurt
either of us as long as we don't make a

mistake.

So don't, please, don't call me here
anymore.

Tony.

Saunders, pull Tony Compson in.

Tony Compson, pull him in now.

You ready, baby?

Skylar.

No.

Addle, I'm a kid chick.

Mom, let's go.

I'm sorry. I thought you were someone
else.

How much longer are we going to have to
keep hiding?

Have you settled on a name?

Yes, he's a strong little guy.

Mom, I'm glad you bought a crib.

Well, it was either that or the bathtub.

That's not what I meant. You could have
borrowed one.

Uh, I think he needs a change.

There we go.

You got the bag? Yes, I do.

What's with you, Vicki?

I've been in a lousy mood ever since you
picked me up at the hospital. What's

the matter?

First you agonize over his name, then
you decorate the house. You and that

are becoming inseparable.

Vicki, he's my son.

He's going to have a place to sleep and
he's going to have a name.

So what's his last name going to be?

Giaberti or Wainwright?

Well, I guess I won't know that until
the paternity test comes back, will I?

you said that if it's Jeff's baby,
you're going to put it up for adoption.

Why don't you let his new parents name
him? Don't do this to me, Vicki. Just

don't. Okay, fine. I'll see you later.

And by the way, if you're counting on
him to bring Dad back, forget it.

I stopped by and saw him this morning.

He'd spent the night with his new
girlfriend.

Gabrielle Short just defaulted, plain
and simple. I thought she was about to,

Len. That's why I covered for her.

Three days after the contractual
deadline, the Tuscany Land Corporation

legal right to refuse payment.

I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do to
help.

Who are these people, anyway?

I did some poking around, but I couldn't
find anything on them.

This outfit's buried in paperwork from
here to the Grand Caymans, and we're not

going to find out who they are until
they want us to.

Any suspicions? Sure.

Turn to any page in the Tuscany phone
book.

Chase, you interested in a little
unsolicited advice?

Depends on what it is.

That's about your marriage.

Save it.

Well, I won't tell you anyway.

Both as your lawyer and as your friend.

If you and Maggie don't come up with
some way to settle your differences,

going to cost you a great deal of money.

Money is a lousy reason to reconcile.

See ya.

That's the end of the class.

And unless I've scared a few of you off,
I guess I'll be seeing most of you back

here tomorrow.

Hello, ladies.

Hi.

Not today, Lance.

the first and not tomorrow and not the
day after that wait a second what's the

problem your wife since when has that
ever stopped you since she started

threatening my life honey wait i'm sorry
i'm so sorry about that

i'll take care of melissa

When's your next class?

In an hour. In an hour. Good. Just
enough time for some private lessons.

Lucy Borden.

Lucy Borden took an axe to give her
husband for the axe when she saw what

done and gave it to everyone.

What do you axe for this thing? You'll
be stiff for days.

You act like we didn't.

I'm not married.

I'm sorry,

Melissa.

You can cry on my shoulder all you want.

But you're going to have to put the
clothes on.

Hi. I brought you some clothes for the
baby.

You've been crying. No, I'm okay. I
really want to get into it, Richard.

Postpartum depression. Look, the last
time I saw you, you said you wanted to

give me some room to sort things out. I
think maybe the next time you stop by,

you should call first, okay?

I don't know where those came from.

Richard.

This doesn't have anything to do with
the paternity test, does it?

What? What's wrong?

Chase is in love with another woman.

Gabrielle Short.

Do you know her? Chase is a fool.

Is he?

She's young, she's sexy, she doesn't
have a baby to take care of.

I've lost him.

I've lost him.

If you've got a problem...

Where's Dan?

Oh, not him.

It's nothing, really. I'm fine.

Nothing?

Except your whole world is falling
apart.

Your father's seeing another woman.

And your mother is spending time with
Richard Channing.

If I had any sense at all, I'd pack my
bags and leave.

What kind of family is this, anyway?

Perhaps it's time you found out.

Come on.

This is your grandfather, Jason.

Now, he was a good man, but definitely
flawed.

It was a dear birthday.

What was his problem?

Women.

And this is my father, Jasper.

He was a big man, strong as an ox, and
just as stubborn.

But flawed.

Women?

Runs in the jeans.

Take a look at Lance.

And this is my mother.

Lily Travers.

You know that she was the only creel
woman in the world that didn't know how

cook.

But my, could she flirt.

Well, didn't that bother you?

Endlessly.

Bothered my father, too.

But he deserved it.

And this is Joseph and Tessa.

Uh, he's an ancestor, right? Well, if he
isn't, he's in the wrong cemetery.

I'm sorry.

I can't even keep my living relatives
straight.

You wouldn't have any of them if it
weren't for Joseph.

I think you should get to know more
about him, because his blood runs in

veins and mine.

I take it he wasn't flawed.

Definitely.

He had a violent temper, particularly
with Tessa.

Charlie's grandfather used to tell me
horror stories about their marriage.

She put up a very good fight, but Joseph
always won.

This is some family.

Darn right it is.

Stubborn to the last, every one of us.

You should be proud, Via Gioberti.

With all of our faults, there are none
better.

Hello, Mr. Compton.

I'm afraid we've lost patience with you.

You put that gun away or use it, but I'm
not getting in any car with you. I

think you will, Mr. Compton.

Mind if I take a ride? I've never been
in a silver shadow before.

Who are you, madam?

My name's Stringer. I'm a reporter for
the New Globe.

Here I thought covering you was going to
be a dull assignment.

You're Kalinsky, right?

Yeah, I've got you in my notes back at
the office.

That's a nasty looking gun you got. A
.357 Magnum, isn't it?

My pleasure, Miss Dreher.

I

don't

know who you are, but thanks.

My name is Meredith Braxton, and I work
for Richard Channing.

And if I were you, I would stop by his
office first thing in the morning and

spend the night in the hotel.

Sorry,

Mr. Giberti. I tried to stop him. Adam,
your boss makes it a habit of trampling

my secretaries. I'm just returning the
favor. That's okay, Lois.

Well... I don't imagine you're here to
ask about distributing my wine. I

wouldn't sell that vinegar to Libya.

What in hell are you doing running
around with some cheerleader while your

sits home with a newborn baby?

No lecture on morals, particularly from
you.

Maggie is one of the finest women I've
ever known.

She gets raped by a maniac, and you turn
your back on her. Mind your own

business, Richard. I can't. I'm too fond
of Maggie, and I used to have such

admiration for you, Chase. I envied what
you and Maggie had. I would have...

Given everything I own to have that kind
of happiness. You're wasting your time

and mine. Now get out of my office.

Fine.

I want to tell you something. I told you
this once before.

You turn your back on Maggie and I may
just come courting.

We'll see if you can live with that.

Jenny's doing all he can to keep this
little game interesting.

With Channing coming down feet first, we
are playing a very dangerous game.

I've never seen you so nervous.

My name is on file at the New Globe, Mr.
Saunders. Mine, too.

But I'm not pacing like a caged animal.

Channing will get what's coming to him,
sir.

So will Kip Martin.

Oh, it's Kevin. Kevin. I decided on
Kevin.

Would you like to hold him?

There we go.

Okay.

That's my little guy.

I think he likes me. Yeah, I think he
does.

I think he's going to be a real bruiser.

I've wanted to have a baby for so long,
and it'll never happen.

You know, Emma, I just think sometimes
in life... Maggie, don't tell me that

it's not the end of the world.

Because it is.

You know, I'm going to need a lot of
help with this little guy, so you can

over and visit any time you want.

Okay?

I want to be more than just Aunt Emma to
him.

Aren't you going to offer us a drink?

No, I'm going to do better than that.

I'm going to offer you a way out of your
financial predicament.

Okay, well, cut the garbage.

I know you've done your checking. You
know that we had to borrow an awful lot

money to complete the building of that
winery, and we needed to borrow a lot

more to keep the place open.

I'm a willing lender.

Providing I have an interest in your
operation.

Oh, I'm so sorry. Excuse me, Angela.

But you really ought to take this act on
the road.

You'd bring the house down in Vegas.

I don't think you'd be laughing six
months from now when the bank comes

knocking.

Or the Tuscany Land Corporation.

This place is beginning to stink.

I wonder sometimes, why do I even
bother?

Lance. What?

I'm going to keep your room open.

I have a hunch you're going to need it.

What a colossal waste of time.

That's why I insisted on coming.

It's so much fun watching Angela rub
your nose in the mud.

You just keep having all the fun you
want, Melissa, because you're going to

watch our winery and your land go right
down the drain.

It would almost be worth it just to
watch you grovel.

I'm going to talk to Tony and Chase.
We're going to work out some kind of a

deal. Never!

Chase and Maggie Gerberty took away my
son.

And I'm going to make them pay for that.

The same way that you and Dina are going
to pay for everything you've done to

me. And Angela's going to pay. And
Richard's going to pay. Every one of you

going to suffer. Are you quite finished?

Mr. Compson, welcome.

Come in. I'm glad you could make it. Can
I get you something to drink? Coffee.

Have a seat.

No, I was hoping this would be quick.

Oh, I have a feeling that Mr. Compson's
not too fond of me. I'm not.

If you wanted to see me, what do you
want?

I haven't made up my mind about anything
yet.

Miss Braxton, on the other hand, is
quite decisive.

As a matter of fact, she is a top -notch
investigative reporter, and she has

turned up some rather, uh... damning
information, Miss Braxton.

You knew a woman named Skylar Kimball
quite well, didn't you? Yes, quite well.

Her death was a great loss to me.

Did you know that her real name was Kit
Marlowe?

Impossible.

The picture on your left, Mr. Compson,
ran in a couple of New York newspapers

after a gangland hit.

Probably the same people that have been
following you.

Miss Marlowe then fled.

She eventually ended up in California
where she impersonated Peter Stavros'

stepdaughter.

There's a resemblance. There's no
question, Mr. Compson.

Oh, you think you can help us unravel
any of this?

No. I think you got the wrong guy.

This is all news to me.

I guess we'll just have to publish what
we've got.

You're going to publish an article about
this?

Yeah, next week.

It's going to have the biggest press run
in the history of the New Globe. This

story is going to get national coverage.

But why?

I mean, the poor woman is dead.

Thanks for your time, Mr. Compson.

He's rattled.

He's thinking.

Don't bit gangsters. Don't send their
thugs out in $100 ,000 automobiles. Kid,

don't know whether I believe you
anymore.

Oh, please don't say that, Tony.

You're the only hope I've left.

Look, Richard Channing knows that you
impersonated Skylar Kimball.

He plans to do an article about it in
the New Globe.

We're going to the police before
somebody else gets killed.

You know best, Tony.

At least, just give me a chance so I can
explain it to Nick.

Like a couple of days, so he can just
say goodbye to his friends.

Okay?

I'm sorry I was delayed.

I hope I'm not too late for breakfast.
Of course not.

Have you seen this?

Pretty bland article, if you ask me.

I expected a lot worse, considering the
reputation of the paper.

Richard is too busy trying to put me out
of the wine business to worry about

you. We have to find a reason for him to
worry, don't we?

That was the whole idea, Roland.

Now, frankly, I'm very disappointed in
you.

I promised you a leg up in the valley if
you disposed of Richard Channing.

Now, you haven't done one thing.

I don't like threats, Angela.

Especially when they come as a lovely
lady, are we?

Why, Richard Channing?

I came here to kill you, Richard.

I don't care what happens to me after
that.

But you caused me just too much pain.

You talked to Tony.

The story I fed him must have scared you
back to life.

And I didn't even get a chance to tell
you how sorry I was that you killed

yourself. So it was all just a trick,
huh?

Well, all the more reason that you
should die. Come on in, Roland. She's

yours.

You and I, Miss Marlowe, are going to
make a little deal whether you like it

not.

Sure.

That's always been your style, Richard.

Why should anything change now?

I'm going to help you get away from
Roland Saunders.

for keeps.

And in return, you're going to tell
Peter Stavros who you are.

Really are.

You're going to be all right.

Where

have you

been, Melissa?

Andre's an expensive lady.

It's kind of that, has it?

She's a notary public.

Sign this. Gives me complete and final
authority over the winery.

And you call me crazy.

I'm going to bed.

Have it your way. But you'll never see
Joseph again.

What the hell are you talking about,
Lance? I think this is something for the

two of you to work out. Sit down.

I'm talking about your life story.

From the day you entered the mental
hospital until now.

There's even something on attempted
murder in there.

You better be damn careful on that
motorcycle.

So sign the papers, Melissa, or a copy
of that binder will be in Cole's hands

noon tomorrow.

I don't think he'll let Joseph up for
Christmas if he knew what was in that

thing.

Cash, everything they say about you
people is true, isn't it? And we eat

notaries for breakfast also.

Sign the papers, Melissa.

Joseph or the winery.

Now you can go to bed.

Shouldn't you go home?

Are you kicking me out?

You all right?

I'm psychotic.

How can I be all right?

I think you're overstating it a bit.

Then you're alone.

Everyone else in the valley thinks I'm
sort of viable.

Why not?

Nice curve.

We could use you on our softball team.

Could you drop a bell for the damages
and send it to Lance?

Do you think we're doing the right
thing?

I don't see that we really have a
choice, Emma.

My mother will do everything in her
power to stop us.

Well, look, if you want, she doesn't
ever even have to know.

I don't think I can lead a double life.

This is the only way you can be sure of
ever getting custody of a child.

Do you love me?

I think you know I do.

In that case... I

do.

I now pronounce you man and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

After Johnny was killed, I...

I went to Palm Beach. I thought my old
friend Skyler Kimball might be able to

help me. And that was when Skyler got a
letter from Angela Channing.

Right.

I guess Peter missed Skyler a lot. Just
yes or no, Miss Marlowe. We don't want

this to drag on.

Yes.

It was while you were there that Skyler
Kimball was killed.

That's right.

Horrible tragedy.

Yes.

Yes, it was.

How did the real Skyler Kimball feel
about Peter?

She hated him.

She said the only thing he was good for
was his money.

Did Angela ever tell you how she felt
about Peter?

She told me that she loved him very
much.

All right, that's plenty.

Turn it off.

Jack!

I want you to get Miss Marlowe out of
town.

Where am I going to now?

Outside Carmel. I'll be able to keep an
eye on you down there. You'll be safe,

don't worry.

Your babysitter must be frantic by now.

You know, I hate to say this, but I
don't think this tape is going to do you

much good at all. The version I'm going
to show Peter Stavros is going to work

like magic.

Anything I could have done.

You did everything you could.

Thanks.

I'm going to miss this old house.

The only home I've ever known.

I'm going to leave this valley.

I'm going to get my affairs in order,
and I'm going to get out of here.

Bugging out isn't going to solve
anything.

Yeah? It's going to solve plenty.

You don't waste any time, do you?

I know how difficult this is for you,
Miss Short.

You enjoy this, don't you, you
bloodsucker?

Please. I don't want this to be the last
memory of my house.

Nothing like a little work to smooth the
mind.

Tuscany Land Corporation claimed another
victim. I know.

Gabrielle surrendered her property.

I heard. I'm sorry.

That makes 26 vineyards in the last
month and a half. Somebody's trying to

destroy the family vineyards in this
valley. Okay, what's your guess?

Who's behind it?

I don't know. But I'll tell you one
thing. I'm not going to sit around

for them to make an announcement.

I told our attorneys to pour over every
financial record in the area.

Forget that.

It'll take years before you get to the
bottom of it. I'm talking about us.

Look, we have a credit line of $100
million.

It's time we started using it.

I don't know if I like what I'm hearing.

We're going to start buying distressed
property.

You're the guy that's been talking
ethics.

What are we going to do?

Push people out of business?

No, no, no. But we're not going to let
the Tuscany Land Corporation swallow up

this valley.

sure give you any trouble?

No more than usual.

This should help propel the minotaurial
Mr.

Channing to the nearest minaret.

Well, if that means an extra nail in his
coffin, you're right on, Mark.

Get a bulldozer out here.

Plow this rat trap into the ground.
First thing tomorrow.

But it isn't exactly a rat trap, but oh,
it'll make a beautiful vineyard.

Yes, Mrs. Channing.

Let's go.

I apologize for the delay. I had a
delivery.

I'm glad you both could come.

Well, this isn't the kind of news one
wants to hear over the phone.

The lab finished the workup on the
paternity test.

The blood samples did not match.

You're not the father of this baby.

There's no question.

About the results?

None.

I'm sorry.

Chase, please don't.

Okay, just leave me alone.

Hello, Peter. May I come in?

No.

I have some news.

About Skyler.

Nice place you have here.

Ah.

I see you got the VCR I sent up as a
present.

I think you better have a seat.

It's a tape.

Tells the story.

Skylar.

What's the date today?

February 16th, 1987.

She's alive. It was her.

What's your name?

My name is Kit Marlowe.

No, no. Yes.

Why don't you tell me how that happened?

I was living with a man named Johnny
Kent.

I guess you'd call him a gangster.

Anyway, one night we went out to dinner.

And it was gunned down.

They were after me too, but I got away.

Get to the point.

After Johnny was killed, I went to Palm
Beach.

I thought my old friend Skylar Kimball
might be able to help me. But Angela

Channing had a better idea.

She decided to use you against Peter.

Right.

I guess Peter missed Skyler a lot.

So Angela arranged for you to
impersonate Skyler.

That's right.

And it was while you were there that
Skyler was killed.

Skyler? That's right. My Skyler?

That was convenient.

Yes.

Yes, it was.

Did Angela ever tell you why she was
doing this to Peter? She hated him. She

said the only thing he was good for was
his money.

How did Skyler feel about Peter?

And she loved him very much.

So it was all a lie.

A plan concocted by my darling wife.
Even the suicide.

Angela didn't have anything to do with
that, Peter.

But a good friend of hers did.

The same man who was responsible for
killing your stepdaughter.

Roland Saunders.

Roland Saunders.

That's right.

Where is this girl now?

Miss Marlowe.

She surfaced long enough to talk to me,
but she didn't exactly want to leave a

mailing address.

You're going to run this story in your
newspaper? It's up to you.

You still want me to fight Angela with
you?

her into the ground.

I'm going to kill Roland Saunders with
my bare hands.