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Previously on "Revenge"...

Daddy!

When I was a child,
my father was framed

for a crime he didn't commit.

- Daddy!
- Amanda!

Dad threw us a curveball.

I won't be fully vested
in the company

until I get married.

I love her, so why wait?

You don't remember me,
do you, Amanda?

Should I?

I interviewed you for my book
about your father.

Quite the collection.

Hundreds of hours
of one-on-one interviews.

No! No!

Victoria gave birth
to a baby girl... Charlotte.

Ask her who the father is.

Some say
that our lives are defined

by the sum of our choices.

But it isn't really our choices
that distinguish who we are.

It's our commitment to them.

Victoria only came
to the courtroom twice.

Once for the day
of her testimony,

and then... on the day
that I was sentenced.

On that day,
she brought the baby...

Charlotte...

So beautiful.

Her eyes were so familiar.

I barely heard the judge
when he told me

that I would never
leave this prison alive.

Losing Amanda was hard enough.

The thought of losing
two daughters at once,

it was...

It was unbearable.

I think that's enough
for today.

So Charlotte Grayson
is your sister?

If my father was right.

But what I don't understand is,

why wouldn't he write that
in his journals?

Why trust Treadwell with that
information and no one else?

Maybe he wasn't certain.

Which is why I'm gonna find out

or the Graysons
are gonna find out for me.

Okay, I'll bite.

What are you gonna do
with the tapes?

One of them's gonna
blow up Victoria's divorce.

The other ones
are gonna be found on Amanda.

To frame her for torching
Casa Treadwell?

She didn't give me much choice.

So the fact that Charlotte

might be your sister

makes absolutely
no difference to you?

Half sister, and...

No, it doesn't.

What about Jack?

Jack is in love with a killer.

I've gotta get rid of Amanda.

Well, he thinks
he's in love with you.

Meanwhile, poor puppy dog Daniel
actually is.

So where, pray tell, does
your heart stand in all this?

My feelings are irrelevant.

Look, I came here for revenge,
and you offered to help.

If you
can't stomach it anymore,

then how about
you at least spare me

your passive-aggressive
judgments?

Conrad's got a half dozen
offshore entities

holding multicurrency bank
accounts in Denmark and Spain.

You got a ballpark?

$500 million give or take.

When were they established?

Within the last ten years.

Making them community property
now that we voided the Prenup.

There's something else
he's witolding.

The S.E.C.
Is sniffing around,

looking at the company's
trading practices.

So there's
a bit of a ticking clock

to get whatever liquid assets
we can

before a potential scandal
blows up.

I told you,
Daniel would come through.

This should make today's
mediation session

all the more interesting.

Victoria.

Well, it looks like
your father's deceit

is good news for both of us.

How so?

Because thanks to you,

I'm poised to get
what's rightfully mine,

and you won't have go through
your impetuous plan

to marry Emily.

Mom...

Even if marrying her
didn't activate my trust,

I'd still do it.

I love her, mom.

And if you truly care
about my happiness,

you'll find a way
to love her, too.

Hey.

Heard you guys
went to paint the town.

You made it back
just before the storm.

How was Atlantic City?

Went big, lost big.

Emphasis on the lost...

And the big.

What are you doing here?

Well, Amanda and I made plans

to go for breakfast last week.

Wondered if you'd forget.

You know how I feel
about breakfast...

The most important meal
of the day.

All right, well,
you two go ahead and have fun.

Okay.

Okay, what's so important

that you couldn't wait
until I was on dry land?

Mason Treadwell's house
burned to the ground

the night that you left town.

Karma really is a bitch.

More like Victoria Grayson is.

I think she's the one
who did it.

Are you serious? She doesn't
exactly look like the type.

Looks are always deceiving
with Victoria.

She despises Treadwell
and she despises you, too.

You need to leave town,
lay low for a little while.

What? Why?

Because Victoria hates me,

and you're pretending to be me.

If she can burn down a house,

she can definitely
pin it on you,

or worse...

Someone that you care about.

Babe, we've survived
a lot worse

than Ms. Moneybags.

And I can take care
of myself...

And Jack.

Declan.
Look, I'm sorry I'm late.

You want to order something?

No. That's okay.
I filled up on beer nuts.

It's the breakfast of champions.

Do you want to tell him
or can I?

Tell me what?

Charlotte and I were talking
about the future,

your future.

Yeah, what about it?

You've been through
a lot lately.

I know you lost your father

and that you and your brother
struggle to make ends meet.

So how would you like
to join Charlotte

at Collins prep this fall?

I'd love to,

but... I don't have
the money

or the grades.

And what if I told you,
the tuition's already paid for?

The grades are up to you.

You've made things easier
for my daughter lately,

and I just want to repay you

by making things
a little easier for you.

And that's the deal?

That is the deal.

Mr. Grayson.

Thank you.
You're welcome.

Now all you have to do
is pass the entrance exam.

That's amazing.

Think you can pass?

Do you think I can pass?

You're gonna.

I don't know what to say, sir.
Thank you.

Seriously.

We're going to school together.

This is gonna be awesome.

Let's get
right to this, shall we?

There have been some rather
interesting discoveries

in our research
into Mr. Grayson's finances.

There have also been
some interesting discoveries

about your client's
past indiscretions.

Any infidelities my client
may have participated in,

from a legal standpoint,
was voided

by your client's affair
with Ms. Davis.

I'm afraid we're talking about
a much more serious

breach of trust here, Ryan.

Do you know the name
of my favorite aunt,

the one who raised me?

Well, Victoria does.

On the day that she was
supposed to testify,

she fell ill.

Weeks later, she gave birth
to a baby girl.

She named her Charlotte,

same as my aunt.

I think that she did it
to send me a message

that the little girl
she was raising with Conrad

is mine.

Where did you get this?

My dear...

That's hardly the issue.

We will be ordering
a paternity test.

And if Charlotte isn't mine,

I can assure you that
the only way

you're gonna keep this
from the media

is to walk away
from this sham of marriage

with whatever I deign
to give you,

which won't include
the Grayson name, by the way.

When we're done
with all of this,

you're gonna be back
to Victoria Harper,

which is only fitting
considering you'll once again

be the desperate, penniless
little bitch you were

when I first met you.

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You've breached our
disclosure contract, Victoria...

And not for the first time.

How do you expect me
to represent you

when I can't even trust you?

I told you, I had an affair.

But you didn't tell me
it was with David Clarke

or that Charlotte could
possibly be his daughter.

What are you doing?

Well, our late head of security

had a number of subcontractors
he hired for various tasks.

Looks like I'm gonna be
needing one of them.

For what?

Mason thinks that his tapes
were destroyed in a fire,

but I know damn well
it was deliberately set

in order to cover the theft.
By whom?

Ashley.

Please invite Amanda Clarke up
this afternoon for tea.

Do not take no for an answer.

Charlotte?

Emily? What are you doing
in here?

Jack, I... I'm so sorry.
I... was looking for Amanda.

Okay.

She was, she was summoned
to the Grayson manor

for tea with Victoria.

Really? What's that about?

Well, given how much
the Graysons hated her dad,

I'd say nothing good.

After what that girl's
been through...

You really care about her,
don't you?

Yeah.

Thank you, by the way,
for being so nice to her.

It means a lot.

I'll,

I'll tell her you stopped by.

Hey, Jack.

Be careful.

The storm's coming in quickly.

The strawberries were picked

fresh from my garden
this morning.

Delicious.

So you're no longer allergic?

I remember a company picnic
where one bite sent you

straight to the emergency room.

Your father was beside himself.

Fortunately, I outgrew that.

Well, then by all means,

have some creme Fraiche
with it.

I love summer storms.
Don't you?

Not really.

Let me be direct.

Mason tells me, you claim

I had a relationship
with David Clarke.

You don't honestly
believe that, do you?

I remember what I remember.

Which is?

Same as you, most likely.

Well, I have to confess
that after all these years,

my memory is just a little bit
foggy of those times.

You remembered my
strawberry allergy just fine.

Actually,
when I come to think of it,

I'm not all that certain
that little girl was you.

All right.

Why don't you cut the crap

and tell me
what I'm really doing here?

Mason believes

that you have some sort
of vendetta against us.

And this dovetails very nicely

with this uncanny sense I have

that his house didn't
just burn down accidentally.

Word on the street is,
you lit that match

so you could pin it on me.

Is that so?

Well, then maybe
you should tell me

why you sent that tape
to my husband.

Is it money you're after?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

And apparently, neither do you.

Sit down.

I don't take orders from you.

Ryan.

Okay. I'm here right now.

Yeah.

The spoon.

I'll have the lab
rush this right through.

There's no way that girl
is David Clarke's daughter.

Well, we'll know soon enough.

Victoria, I just got off
the phone with Conrad's lawyer.

The preliminary results from
Charlotte's D.N.A. Test are in.

He's not the father.

Knock, knock.

Hey.
Sorry to interrupt.

Your mom wanted me to let you
know that your dad's

on his way over with his lawyer

in case you wanted
to run for the hills.

Okay, just, just let her
know I won't be here.

Are you proposing to Emily?

Don't say anything
to my mother, all right?

She doesn't need to know
until Emily says yes.

You think she will?

Well, after your
lengthy courtship, who wouldn't?

You sound about
as happy as my mom does.

What happened to being
Emily's best friend?

Daniel...

You picked
a really lovely ring.

Despite the D.N.A. Results,
Mr. Grayson

has no intention of voiding
Charlotte's trust fund.

How very generous of you.

She's not to blame, after all.

She does realize
that means we're done

with the idea of mediation?

You really want
a protracted trial?

You know you'll both
be skewered in the media.

No, somehow I think it's
my soon-to-be ex-wife

who's gonna draw
the most unflattering spotlight.

I need to speak with her
in private.

That might not be
the best idea.

No, I would advise
against that.

It's not a request.

Must you drag
Charlotte into all this?

Me?

That's rich.

Here are your options,
and they are limited...

"A," you accept the pittance
I'm prepared to offer you

in exchange for avoiding
a trial

or "B," we take this to court,

and it becomes common knowledge
that Charlotte

is the daughter
of the most hated in America,

meaning you had
a torrid love affair

with a terrorist.

David Clarke was no terrorist,

and he was twice the man
you ever were.

Well, you're gonna have
a very hard time

convincing the rest
of the world of that.

So what's it gonna be,
Victoria, "A" or "B"?

I did everything you asked for,

and now you're prepared to throw
your children to the wolves

and leave me with nothing

all because of
your wounded pride?

I'll instruct Barbara
to send over

my final proposal.

Reject it, and whatever
happens to Charlotte

will be on your hands.

Bloody hell.

It's a little early to be
lighting all the candles.

What, you're afraid I'm gonna
burn the place down?

Okay, okay. Look...

You've been like this

ever since your tea
with Victoria.

You gonna tell me
what happened?

The bitch
practically accused me

of burning down
Treadwell's house.

That's what happened.
She what? That's insane.

Yeah, what's even more insane

is that Emily tried
to warn me she'd do it.

I should've listened
to her from the beginning.

Beginning of what?

Great job buddy.

Crap. Sorry.

Do you have a broom
or anything?

I'll be right back.

Okay.

Hey...

Chatty Cathy.

Zip it.

Jack can't know about anything
that Emily's told you.

She's barely told me anything.

I'm practically
as in the dark as Jack is.

Well, listen, Emily's been
nothing but good to you.

Really? A few days ago,
Emily earwigs me into

getting all up
in Mason's grill,

and then coincidentally,
his house burns to the ground?

Great questions...
For Emily.

So till you get some answers,

keep Jack out of it.

Hey, daddy.

Declan's so blown away
by your offer

that we've spent the entire day

prepping for the exams.

No.
What's wrong?

Well, Charlotte,
we need to talk.

What'd she do this time?

No.
It's just...

I'm going to be making
some changes

over the next few weeks.

It's the end of the summer,

and things are heating up
for me at the office

so I'm gonna be going
back and forth to the city more

and more.

So what does that mean?

I'm saying,

it's not practical
for you to stay with me.

But I'm supposed
to live with you.

I thought you were buying
another house here.

I know that was the plan,
but I think it's best

if you go back
to your mother's.

I can't stand her, daddy.
You know that.

Then you need to work on that.

You're not a child
anymore, Charlotte.

It's time you start growing up.

Okay, just a little further.

You recognize where we are?

It's where I spilled
my drink on your jacket.

You really kept it.

Man of my word.

Well, so much
for good first impressions.

That was a perfect impression,

as was your second
and your third.

You know, most men in this town

would've thrown me
off the boat.

You were...
So sweet about it.

You know, most people
look at me

and see me for someone I'm not.

And I spent the first part
of my life

either disappointing them
or worse...

Living up
to their expectations.

You're the first person

that I could be
my true self around.

Lucky me.

I know we haven't known
each other for very long,

and we've had to deal with
some pretty unexpected things

in a short amount of time.

Sort of like this weather.

You think one storm's passed,

and another one's
on the horizon...

Which is

why I'm sure about
the way I feel for you,

'cause as long as I have you...

I'm not stopping.

Good.

No one's ever made me feel
as loved

and as safe and understood
as you do.

If you let me...

I'd like to spend
the rest of my life

making you as happy
as you've made me.

Emily Thorne,

will you marry me?

Yes.

If only I could've
controlled the weather.

Perfectly romantic.

Romance is never perfect.

But don't let me rain
on anyone's parade.

Mom, hi. Sorry.
We were just...

It's obvious what you
were doing, sweetheart.

Hello, Emily.

Victoria.

You two
look like co-conspirators.

Don't tell me you've...

Yet, I see that you have.

Mom, we were just coming
to give you some good news.

And what news is that?

Victoria...
Mom...

Did you tell your father?

I'm sure he will be thrilled.

No, you're the first,

then Charlotte, then dad.

Come on, mom.
Be happy for us.

Congratulations.

Ashley Davenport...

Slumming it.

Vodka soda, please.

House is fine.

You got it. House vodka?
Ash, talk to me.

Well, if you must know,

I've basically shunned
my best friend all summer

in favor of
worming my way aboard

the "S.S. Queen Victoria"

only to find out
that it's a sinking ship.

How so?

All I've got to show for
my summer with the Graysons

is a gun-wielding psychotic
ex-boyfriend

who made out with you.

Meanwhile, Emily gets
an engagement ring

and the keys to the kingdom.

Wait. Emily...
Said yes?

According to her text.

I'm gonna go to the loo
and drown myself in it.

It's back there.

Did I hear that right?

I'm afraid you did.

You wanna pour another one
for yourself,

my treat?

I'm on the clock.

What time you done?

Maybe I can give you
a ride home.

I am home.

I live upstairs.

Even more convenient.

With my boyfriend.

You enjoy your drink.

Hello, dad.

Where's Charlotte?

She wasn't in her room.

I sent her home.

Home? Why?

Because that's
where she belongs.

Why do you need her?

I've asked Emily to marry me.

She said yes.

I see.

And is Ms. Thorne
at all aware

that she's just part
of a scheme for you

to get your hands
on your share of the company?

See, I'm not half the fool

your mother has clearly
painted me out to be.

Okay, okay, look,
I know that you're bitter

over everything that's
happened between you and mom.

Bitter doesn't even
begin to cover it.

But assuming you were
ever in love,

there has to be a part of you
that still remembers

how you felt
when you first met her.

That's how I feel about Emily.

You're right.

I fell in love with her,
Daniel,

and I fell hard.

My first marriage
was already a disaster

when I walked into that little
art gallery in the village

and I saw your mother
for the first time.

And, yeah, I'm sure
I felt about her then

the same way you think
you feel about Emily now.

Except I'd never treat Emily
the way you're treating mom.

No, no, no, you say that,

but you'll be at each other's
throat in the end.

You'll see.

You'll cheat on her,
she'll cheat on you,

and then one day,
you'll find out

she's been keeping
a secret so big,

it'll destroy
your whole family.

What secret?

Wh-what are you
talking about?

Well, you know, you're
so cozy with your mommy,

why don't you let her tell you?

Charlotte.

I'm sorry to bother you.
I was looking for Daniel.

And he was looking for you.

He went to the South Fork Inn.

Is everything okay?

My dad just kicked me out.

I have no idea what I did.

Everything was fine, he offered
to pay for Declan's school,

and then
just out of the blue...

I've just never seen him
look at me that way before.

What way?

The way he looks at my mom.

My God.

Emily...

Did Daniel propose?

Yeah. He wanted
to tell you himself.

Is that okay?

You have no idea how badly
I've always wanted a sister.

At this late an hour,
you must be bearing bad news.

That depends.

The lab compared
Amanda's D.N.A. Samples

to Charlotte's.

And?

They're a match.

They're definitely
half sisters.

That means she really is
Amanda Clarke.

I don't believe it.

There is something more serious

I need to discuss with you,
Victoria,

about my services
and your legal affairs.

Allow me to help you,
Mr. Huntley.

You're fired.

What the hell are you doing?

You don't want
to mess with me, bro.

I was just leaving.
No, you're not going...

Aah!

You shoulda listened.

Jack, are you up there?

Jack, is everything okay?

My God.

Jack. Jack. No. No.

What happened?

Jack got the crap
beat out of him.

He stumbled upon some guy
rifling through Amanda's stuff

looking for, presumably,

a set of HI8 videotapes.

Victoria did this.

No.

You did this when you
planted Treadwell's tapes.

I never meant
for Jack to get hurt.

How much collateral damage
are you willing to accept?

I may have Jack's blood
all over my jacket,

but you've got it
all over your hands.

I have something I need to do.

Yeah.

Don't you always?

Nice ring.

I told you Jack Porter
was off-limits.

What happened?

Victoria called in her own guy.

There was nothing I could do.

You were
supposed to control it.

They got to you, didn't they?

No.

Your father did.

I told him his best shot
at a new trial

would mean pulling you in.

He refused.

He was afraid of
what the conspiracy might do

to keep you silenced.

You're lucky I intercepted

that D.N.A. Test
she ordered on Amanda.

If I hadn't switched
the sample, you'd be finished.

I know.

Thank you.

You know I believe
your father is innocent,

but I can't be part
of this kind of violence.

Maybe it's time you reassess
what you're doing here.

I'm so sorry, Jack.

We need to talk.

No kidding.

I've got about a gajillion
questions for you.

I know you've been
keeping secrets from me.

You have about five seconds
to start talking.

The Graysons framed my father.

They were responsible
for that plane going down.

They set him up
to take the fall.

Are you serious?

While I was rotting away
in juvie with you

and my father was rotting away
in federal prison,

the Graysons were sitting
in that house...

Living their lives,
spending their money...

Raising their kids...

Like nothing ever happened.

So that's why I'm here.

I came back to avenge
my father's death...

And to take everything
away from them.

Why didn't you tell me?

I-if you
would've told me, I...

Because I didn't want
something like this to happen.

The Graysons hired that guy
who beat up Jack.

And now you're both in danger.

They did this to him?

You need to go
to save yourself...

And Jack...

And if you care to...

Me.

You know I'd do
anything for you.

This is your new cell phone.

I'm gonna need your old one.

Your fake I.D. and passport
are in your bag.

That just leaves...

Jack.

I can't say good-bye
to him.

Then I'll do it for you.

You're up late.

How did your father
take the news?

He took it like you'd expect.

Except he said
something else that...

I can't get out of my head.

What's that?

Well, basically, the reason
why he's being so nasty

is because of some secret
you've been keeping.

We all have secrets, Daniel.

Mom...

It's me.

All right?
So whatever it is,

you don't have to
keep me in the dark.

Well, the truth
is inevitable, Daniel,

and I do want
to tell you myself.

But I just don't want you
to think less of me.

That's impossible, mom.

Just tell me.

It's about your sister.

Okay.

Well, what...
What about her?

Conrad's not her father.

Who's Charlotte's father?

D-D-David Clarke.

All I wanted to...

Was to protect Charlotte
from the truth.

That's all I wanted.

What did he do to you, mom?

Please.
I can't talk about this.

I can't.

Oh my God.

Oh my God, mom.
Come here.

I'm sorry, baby. I'm so sorry.

Oh God, mom.
I am so sorry.

Is this seat taken?

It's a free beach.

Amanda's gone.

Yeah, well, kudos to you.

Looks like the ends
finally justified the means.

Or should I say meanness?

Are you finished?

I don't know.

Are you?

I'll never be finished.

But after what happened
to Jack, I...

I think it's clear that I need
to minimize the fallout

from what I'm doing.

I think it's a good time

to press "pause"
on all of this.

And do what?

Regroup.

Maybe there's a better way
to level Victoria

than by marrying her son.

And... what do you plan
to do with Daniel?

I'm gonna
give him his ring back.

Tell him that...

I need to give
marrying into his family

some more thought...

Which is actually kind of true.

For once.

Baby steps.

Don't do that.

Hey.

Hey, you're up, finally.

Where's Amanda?

She's gone, Jack.

What do you mean, gone?

I don't understand.

I'm so sorry, man.

Where... where...
Where would she go?

I-I...

Charlotte?

Where were you this morning?

Walking on the beach.

Sweetheart...

I know how much
what your father's done

has hurt you,

but I'm so happy
you've come back home.

Let's talk about it.
No.

Charlotte, please,

please...
Mom, just don't.

I told them we were
retiring for the evening.

But we do have to give
our statements

in the morning.

Are you okay?

Of course not.

What we did was despicable.

But necessary.
You know that.

I love you, Victoria.

I know that, too.

Conrad...

I can't bear
being alone right now.

Will you stay with me tonight?

I'd like that very much.

For some,
commitment is like faith...

A chosen devotion
to another person

or an intangible ideal.

But for me,
commitment has a shadow side,

a darker drive that constantly
asks the question...

How far am I willing to go?

I woke up,
and you were gone again.

We're gonna have to do
something about that.

Well, you crawled into bed
so late,

I thought I'd let you
sleep a bit.

I know. I... I'm sorry.
I should...

I should've never
gone to see my dad.

I should've stayed with you.

Is everything okay?

I found out

why my parents' divorce
is so contentious.

Turns out my dad

isn't really
Charlotte's father.

My God, Daniel.

And that's not even
the worst of it.

Her biological father
is that madman

who used to live
in your house...

Amanda's father, the terrorist.

Does Charlotte know?

No. I don't think
my mom ever...

Intends to tell her.

The truth is too horrible.

Because of what David Clarke

was accused of

or because your mom was
unfaithful to your father?

No, that's just it.

She wasn't unfaithful.

That bastard
forced himself on her.

I've never seen
my mother like that.

Are you saying that...

He raped her?

And got pregnant
with Charlotte as a result.

She said this to you?

If that son of a bitch
wasn't rotting in hell,

I'd drag him down
and kill him myself.

Anyway, I don't want
to think about it anymore.

So what got you up
so early this morning.

Looks like you've done some...

Heavy thinking of your own.

I have.

How's June for the wedding?

You still want to marry
into my crazy family?

More than ever.

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