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FALLON:
Whew.

Do you smell that?

Waffles?

No, that's the smell
of our future, Liam,

- which starts today.
- Thank you.

I don't know.[sniffs]

I think I definitely
got a whiff of brioche.

You're awful perky
for someone who was up at

2:00 a.m. typing louder

than I knew
was humanly possible.

Ooh, did I wake you?
I'm sorry, I just,

I-I had this idea about Farrah's
story arc, and I just...

I wanted to get it in
the script before I forgot.

Don't apologize. I love
that you're so passionate.

I just wish that passion
didn't involve

pounding on a keyboard
with a sledgehammer.

Well, I'll be
sure to use

a feather from now on.
Hey, and just know that,

even though my days
are about to get

crazy busy,
I am still 100%

committed to making
this baby thing happen.

Aw. Your sacrifice is noble.
I mean, who knows,

maybe this baby
is already

growing inside of me
with your eyes,

my hair, and not a single
genetic link

to any of her grandparents.

Oh, we can only hope.

Thank you.

Now, I got to get to work
to make sure this

maybe-baby has a legacy
to inherit someday.

Okay. Which is... A work in progress.

BLAKE:
Hey, Cristal.

It's not like youto miss

a morning run.
Are you okay?

I'm fine.

I just needed a day off.

I know there's probably
something important

I should be signing
or selling or

not selling
for Flores Incorporado,

but I'm finding it all
a little overwhelming.

Remember, I've got
the Flores stuff covered.

I don't want you
to stress about this.

Maybe we should just dump
the whole thing on Beto

and run off to Cancún.

Well, we don't need to dump
anything to go on vacation,

and the Carringtons

slumming it in Cancún?
That is hilarious.

Although, I'm not
against the idea

of someplace tropical.
Is that today's paper?

I'm just... so lucky

to have you.

I'm the lucky one.

Come on, let's go for that run.

The fresh air will do
both of us some good.

A run, yay.

I knew you would do a great job,

but this is even more
than I expected.

Thank you.
No, thank you.

Running
an international

media conglomerate seems to have

convinced the world
that I'm back.

I got dozens
of offers,

and no one has asked
about Mars in weeks.

- Hey, I liked the Mars idea.
- Thanks, but

it was pretty out there,
even for me.

But I just wanted to make
the world a better place.

Still do,
which is why

I'd love my last act here

to be taking Fallon Unlimited's
carbon footprint

down to zero,
or as close as possible.

I love it.

I haven't even shown you
the cost projections yet.

No need.

I have been thinking a lot

about my legacy

and making tons of money
just isn't enough.

I want to do good. Philanthropy

is great,
but healing

the world? I mean, doesn't get
much better than that.

Although, I still

do want to make tons of money,

- as well.
- Yes, of course.

Take a look.
I got it all mapped out.

Our first move is buying
Morell Green Energy Corporation.

Wait a minute,
the company you and I built

before we almost got married?

I think you mean "the company
you convinced me to fund

"before pretending to marry me

so you could steal it
for your father."

- Eh, tomato, potato.
- Right, uh,

well, Morell is still
on the cutting edge

when it comes to
renewable energy,

and-and their
renewable resources

could easily fit
your company's needs.

You don't need to sell me
on this, I am on board.

I'm also bored-bored
by the details,

so skip to the end, what do I
need to do to get Morell?

They're currently owned
by a company called TORO.

Their CEO is coming to meet
with us this afternoon.

- Thank you.
- Perfect.

I get to keep
the barista, though, right?

- You break it, you buy it.
- NINA: If I see any

five-year-olds around,
I'll be sure to let them know.

LIAM: [laughs] I think
what Nina means is

thank you for doing this.

Permits are
all approved.

We never would've been able
to make the time line

if you hadn't given us
the hotel and the club,

so we're really grateful,
right, Nina?

I agreed to shoot here, not kiss
the ring every time I walk in.

See you on the 17th.

Uh, did you say
the 17th?

Just 'cause, you know,
you tend to mumble.

The 17th. Was that clear enough?

- Mm-hmm.
- Is there a problem?

- Uh, no, not at all.
- Great.

I take it there's a problem?

Oh, yeah.

Should I call Sam?
No.

I'll take care of it.
Don't bother Sam.

He's busy with some, um,

important hotel business.

Why aren't youat work?

Because I'm obviously
making cranes.

Plus,

I'm avoiding my
faux-father Daniel,

who pops up every time
I set foot in my own lobby.

Well, maybe you should
just hear him out

instead of working on
a third grade art project.

Or I can just hone my craft
until the DNA tests come in

and prove that
he is a con artist

looking for a payday.

[sighs]

Who am I kidding,

a third grader would be better
at this than I am.

Distract me, please.

I wanted you to distract me.

I called Gretchen today,
my old agent,

see if she would
re-sign me as a model.

She didn't
call me back.

That's why the mint chip is out.

This is great bad news.
Convincing Gretchen

to take you back is the perfect
distraction for both of us.

Hi. Sam Jones calling
for Gretchen...

the, um, agent.

Yeah.

I am willing to offer
double market value

to get Morell back.

Now, what do we know
about the CEO?Very little.

TORO's a relatively new company,

focused mainly
on environmental activism.

There's almost nothing
publicly available

- about their corporate structure.
- Great,

so a bleeding heart do-gooder
new to the scene.

This'll be like taking
candy from a baby.

[clicks tongue]
MAN [over intercom]:
Mr. Colby, the CEO

of TORO has arrived.

Great, send him in.

All right.

Patty?

Fal-pal's here, too?

I get both of you? [chuckles]

This day will be increds.

That's one half-word for it.

♪

You're the CEO
of TORO?
[chuckles]

Your assistant told me I was
meeting with "Mr. Toro" himself.

Because I wanted
to surprise you.

Like a mini high school
re-yoon.

FALLON:
Aw.

Hey, I have an idea,
why don't you two

make this really authentic
and move this meeting

to the backseat
of Jeff's car?

[forced laugh]
Hilarious.

Uh, that
doesn't explain

why the public has no idea
your environmental company

is actually owned by the
"oil royal" de Vilbis family.

PATTY:
You got to keep

the focus on all the good work
we're doing, right?

I feel like
being tied

to an oil company
could confuse things.

- Oh, you think?
- JEFF: Well,

we're, uh, grateful

that you took the time
to meet with us today.

[scoffs] Like I'd pass
on a meeting

with my favorite third baseman.

Please tell me
she's talking about the time

you played
for the Penley Pirates.

H-How exactly do you

own Morell Green
Energy, Patty?

Well, when Carrington Atlantic collapsed,

my father snatched up
a bunch of its assets.

Unforch, Morell didn't really
fit the family brand,

so Daddy spun it off
and let me

try the CEO thing.

T.B.H., he's the big boss,
and I'm more day-to-day,

but I guess I've got
a green thumb

because Morell
has really flourished.

It's pretty easy
to grow a garden

when someone else
has done the planting.

JEFF: Okay, I think
we can all agree

that the environment

is the priority here,

which is why we're prepared

to make you a very generous
offer to buy Morell.

Oh, I'm not selling.

Then why did you
come here?

I told you, to see Jeff.

But since I am here,
why don't you guys

come to a little fete
that I'm hosting tomorrow.

Morell landed a contract
to convert City Hall

to green energy,

and this is sort of my
"coming out" party as CEO.

I'd love to show y'all
what we've done

- with your little company.
- JEFF: Yeah,

I don't think that... We'll be there.

Perf. [chuckles] Oh,

and we are asking
that guests come dressed

as their favorite
endangered species,

so get your
costume game ready.

Why did you tell her yes?

We're clearly not gonna
change her mind.

Oh, I'll find a way.
Morell is my family's name,

and I will die before Patty
drags it through the mud.

That's Alexis's job.

This place is perfect.

MICHAEL:
I can do you one better,

ballroom.

This is supposed to be
a love story, right?

What's more romantic than

locking eyes across a ballroom?

Huh?
A-And this place is

dark and moody.

I can barely even stand
to be in here.

NINA:
Which is why it's

perfect for
a divorce party,

but thanks for your
unsolicited input.

Okay, okay, but have you
thought about sound?

The club was built
to amplify bass.

You'll be echoing
all over the place.

I'm guessing
you didn't work out

that problem
you mentioned earlier?

Your producers scheduled
the club for the 13th.

I have a wedding on the 17th.

- Can't you move it?
- Tried.

Bride's a lawyer.
She threatened to sue

before I could even
finish a sentence.

Okay, so put bridezilla
in the ballroom.

- I hear it's romantic.
- Tried that, too.

She wants somewhere unique,

somewhere where no one's
ever been married before.

She's even hired
a huge video crew

to "preserve
the wedding experience."

Look, guys,

I can move you to any other day

or location.

We'd have to reapply
for all of our permits,

and that would
take weeks.

This is my only
free window

for the next
18 months,

so if we can't
work this out,

we're gonna have to postpone... indefinitely.

Hold on, hold on.

Hailey-- bridezilla--

she comes tomorrow
for her final walk-through.

Maybe we can convince
her together.

[indistinct voices over phone]

AMANDA: Oh.[chuckles]

Hi.

I don't suppose you've seen my,
uh, brother around, have you?

Perhaps napping
in a coffin

or lurking under a bridge?

He left town last night.

- [scoffs] You got to be kidding.
- I think he did.

He and I mostly
avoid each another these days.

Meanwhile, I can't seem
to get away from him,

except when I need him.
[chuckles]

Kirby, there you are.
What are you doing in my room?

Never mind, I got big news,
guess what?

Gretchen called me back.

- Shut up, really?
- SAM: Mm-hmm.

She and a guest
are coming to the hotel

for dinner tomorrow.

I told her it was a promotional
thing, but of course,

you will coincidentally
be there, too,

having a wedge salad,
or maybe a Waldorf.

We don't want her to think
you're a ranch girl.

Sorry, who's, uh, who's Gretchen
and what's a "ranch girl"?

[laughs] Funny. Hey,

are you free
tomorrow night?

Because, uh,
Kirby needs a plus one

so she doesn't look pathetic.

I guess Adam
is somewhere else,

and Alexis is in Dubai,
so, yeah,

I am, in fact, wildly free.

Perfect, and then

maybe after,
we can talk about your need

for age-appropriate friends
who are not your mother.

- Why are you not smiling?
- I have news.

Your DNA test results came back.

Oh, wow.

Uh...

I don't think I'm ready.

What if Daniel
really is my father?

How could I forgive him
for ditching my mom?

You open it.

What? No.
What if it's bad news,

and then you
blame me forever?

- Kirby, please.
- No.

Fine, I'll open it.[envelope opens]

[Amanda clears throat]

What does it say?

Why are you wearing Cristal
number one's engagement ring?

And why didn't we bury her
in it?

I'm kidding.

Cristal number one
might've had bad instincts

about pretty much everything,

but she had
great taste in jewelry.

Is there something
you wanted, Fallon?

Yeah, there absolutely is.

I want to take down someone

with morals,
and I need guidance.

You want my help...

destroying someone with morals?

I mean, you know, mostly because

you're the only one
in this house who has any.

So, Plan A
was obviously

to blackmail her, but

my PI says that her closet
is skeleton-free.

I mean, apparently,
underneath all of that

unflattering self-tanner
is a decent,

boring human being.

Nobody's that decent. Trust me,

even the prettiest manicures
have some dirt underneath.

Not Bratty Patty's.

Then I guess you'll just
have to drag those nails

through the dirt
and make them less pretty.

Wow.

I have to say,

I think this is the most helpful
you have ever been

and least predictable.
Thank you.

[cell phone chimes]

DANIEL: Sam? SAM: Explain how

you can be my father when
I've never even heard of you.

[sighs]

I was born in
Caracas, like you.

I was raised down the
road from your mother.

Iris was my first friend.
[chuckles]

We shared everything:
toys, books...

Beds?

No, it wasn't like that.

[scoffs]

And once she married Alejandro,

I didn't really see her anymore.

Yeah, he...

wasn't big on her socializing.

But after he left, she started
visiting the stables.

She told me she liked
the company of the horses,

but I liked her company,
and then I realized

she liked my company, too.

So, you had a roll in the hay
in the stables,

and then you disappeared

when you found out
- she was pregnant?
- No.

No, no, I didn't know.

If I had,
I would've fought for her

when Alejandro returned. I...

I loved Iris.

But she told me
she loved her husband.

I was heartbroken,
so I took

a job as far away
as I could, California.

When did you find out about me?

When my mother died,

I returned to Caracas
to sell her house.

I paid a visit to Iris, and...

I saw you playing in the yard.
[chuckles]

You were about five, so I, uh...

- I did the math.
- Why didn't you say anything?

Because I was young and proud,

and she didn't tell me
for a reason.

And, selfishly, if I moved home,

it would've ruined my career.

I, um...

I don't know what to say.

I just want a chance
to know my son.

That's why I came here
and booked a room in your hotel,

why I accepted a-a job
with Fallon.

So, you want to start
from scratch now?

If you'll allow it.

Um, I...

I don't think I can do this.

All right?
I have a new family, and...

I think it's best
if we keep this professional.

How am I supposed to relax
when you're trying

- to shut us down?
- I don't understand.

I thought you said
the club's capacity was 325.

Standing.

For a seated event,
it's only 250.

[scoffs] Come on, man,
can you just help us out? Look,

I am willing to make this
worth your while.

Sir, are you attempting
to bribe a public official?

No. [laughs] No. No.

But I'm happy to host
your next party.

Which will be capped at 250,
just like this wedding.

[sighs]

I'm so sorry, Hailey.
This is on me.

I will give you
a full refund.[squeals]

Low-key,

this is the
best news ever.

I've been dying
to cut, like,

75 of my monster-in-law's
annoying friends,

and now I actually
have a reason to.

So, seriously, everyone wins.
It's perfect.

[chuckles]

You said the capacity is 250?

Are you sure it's not
a number lower than that?

I said 250 because
that's what my boss told me.

I can't just make up the room's
capacity willy-nilly.

Maybe you could double-check.

I think that firetruck's left
the station, so thank you

for bringing me out here
for no reason.

[sighs]

That fire marshal was,
like, weirdly sensitive,

but hot.

I wonder if he does
bachelorette parties.

There you are.

Can you please do
that PT trick

you do for
my shoulders?

I'm all knots.

Of course. J-Just

remind me
which trick again?

I don't know the name.

It's literally
the one you always do.

Actually, I just read up
on some new shiatsu techniques.

Let me try one
of those. Okay.

And if you're wondering
why I'm so tense,

it's because Daniel
wants to get to know me.

And that's bad?

Yeah. I've already had
one absentee father.

Do I really need
to go through that again? Ow.

Right. So, shut it down.

Yeah, but what if
I'm making a mistake?

What if Daniel's a good guy?

Ow!

Are you trying
to relocate my spine?

Suck it up.
This is how shiatsu works.

- What would you do?
- The biggest betrayals in my life

have always come from
my own family.

That's why I believe
in the family we choose.

Really?

I thought you were
all about la familia

until the whole
Mark Jennings situation.

Exactly.

Do you mind if we don't
talk about this?

It's still too painful.

Oh.

Um, sure.

And you're right,

the family I choose
is the one that matters,

so I'm gonna forget all about
Daniel and go help Kirby.

Is that an
- espresso martini?
- Um...

First, I'm your masseuse,
now I'm your bartender?

Make your own.

I just don't get
why you think

jellyfish
are endangered.

Aren't all animals endangered

if humans don't do their part
to save the planet?

Besides, I would shave
my eyebrows off before facing

Patty dressed
as a blue whale. Oh.

Speaking of the endangered
Tasmanian devil.

- Hey, Patty-Cake.
- Hi, all.

I'm actually Darwin's fox.

There are fewer than 400
left on earth.

And you are...

an electrocuted ballerina?

Yeah, exactly.

Look at Mr. Tortoise.
Suddenly wishing

I were a hare,

so that we could be
neck-and-neck.

Uh, thanks. I think.

Come on, I am dying to show you
our new green energy tech.

We are harnessing
the energy of the dancers

to power the uplights.
Oh, and

there is the "B-Y-O-Bar."
"Blend your own."

As in margs.[both laugh]

And just wait until
the sun goes down.

Then we are really gonna
light this place up.

Save me a dance?

Yeah.

♪

I cannot believe
you took that to prom.

Now, come on,
let's go up

on the roof and disable
the solar panels.

I need to get that
disturbing tortoise image

- off my mind.
- Okay, do you really

think shutting off the power
is a good idea?

What's more embarrassing than
an energy party with no energy?

They'll look incompetent,
and her father will be rushing

to get this company
off his hands and his books.

That's him over there.
Do you see him?

Peter. Makes Blake
look like a saint.

Yeah, her father might
be evil, but Patty isn't.

And Morell
looks like it's

doing a lot of good work here.

Maybe we should rethink this.

[chuckles] And I thought
jellyfish were spineless.

Look, we're not hurting anyone.
We're just embarrassing Patty

and getting our company back.
Think big picture,

Tortoise.

A little something sweet
for my sweet.

[Blake groans]
An espresso martini.

Someone's been watching a little
too much Sex and the City.

I'll stick to Scotch.
Thank you.

You've been working so hard
on all the Flores stuff.

I figured you could use
something alcoholic

- and caffeinated.
- Well, you must be a mind reader.

I'm actually marking up
the new Flores contracts now.

New contracts?

No company is worth more
than your happiness.

We'll transfer Flores
to Beto,

and be rid of the problem child
once and for all.

[moans]

[chuckles] Wow,
if I'd of known

you'd react like that,

I would've ditched
Flores days ago.

[chuckles]

I'm just so relieved.

Okay, we need to find
the network interface

for the solar
panel controls

and Bluetooth it
to my tablet.

If I knew what
any of that meant,

I wouldn't have
needed you here.

Bingo.

Ah, okay.

Okay, can you go any faster?

I want to cut the power
before the press leaves.

Distracting me won't make it
go any faster, okay?

All right, we are
powering this

place down
in three... two...

one...

- Why is that light still on?
- Because the building

only experienced a 5% drop
in power when I cut the solar.

Patty said all of City Hall
was running on green energy, but

as far as I can tell,

it's only the west
parking garage.

Someone tried
to disguise it,

but most of the power's coming
from an outside source.

Holy cow patty,
they're greenwashing.

You think so?

Definitely.
It's the oldest trick

in the "oil royal" handbook.

Get everyone to look at
the greenhouse you're building,

so nobody notices

the coal plant you snuck in.

Wow, I wonder what they're
using as their real source?

I would bet my shoe closet

it's petroleum owned by
the de Vilbis family.

It is. This whole solar thing
is just for show.

I knew this was
too good to be true.

Patty is going to be
so humiliated

when we tell
the whole world

what Daddy dreadful
has been up to.

God, if we're lucky,
maybe they've been dumping

petroleum runoff into
the neighborhood nearby.

Okay, you and I
have very different

definitions of "lucky."

All we need to do
is to get Peter de Vilbis

to admit this whole
thing is a sham,

and then threaten
to exploit him if he doesn't

turn over Morell to us
by the end of the day. You see?

Sometimes,
it's too easy.

[alarm blaring]

Okay, this is
not great.

Yeah, great analysis.

What, did your tablet
tell you that?

[whispers]:
Look, look, look.

There's Patty.
The girl who's obviously

still in love with you,
so can you please just

go flirt our way
out of this?

I told you, I don't want
to manipulate Patty.

Okay? She's not
a bad person.

FALLON: I'm not asking you
to sleep with her

again. I'm just saying go buy me
some time so I can escape.

Go!

Patty. Hi, there.

Jeff? What are you
doing up here?

I-I was just admiring
your-your panel work.

And-and the view,

which, uh, just got even better.

PATTY:
False alarm.

We're good here.

I've, uh, I've got to know

how you landed this
City Hall contract?

I mean, talking about coming
out with guns blazing.

[Patty laughs]

PATTY:
Oh, let me tell you...

I can't escape.

You've already
made that clear.

Is this really necessary?

Just as a precaution.
I need you to stay put

until I'm safely
out of the country. [grunts]

- You're leaving?
- You are too, soon.

Blake finally signed over
Flores Incorporado,

and as soon as Rita
brings me the contracts,

- we can both celebrate.
- Blake wouldn't do that.

He did, but don't worry,
as soon as I'm on the plane,

the police will get
an anonymous tip,

and you can get back
to your fancy manor.

Rita won't let that happen.

I told you,
she's trying to steal my life.

Rita's just a loser I found
at a bar, not a murderer.

If you leave, I never want
to hear from you again.

Don't call me.

Don't come back.

This is really goodbye.

Have a good life, hermana.

One last hug?

[groans]

[sighs]

[door opens, closes]

♪

Mr. de Vilbis?

I'm sure you
don't remember me...

Fallon Carrington.

How could I forget?

Watching you
bounce around

on the back
of a thoroughbred

almost made Patty's
horse shows tolerable.

[laughs] Mr. de Vilbis,
we were in high school.

Age of consent in Georgia
is 16, and it's not

against the law to look.

I have to tell you
how much I admire

what you've done here.

I mean, you have to
tell me what clever

trick you used
to turn a profit on Morell.

What's Morell?

It's a company.

That you own.

The party we're at right now?

Oh. Morell, right.

Right, yes.

Morell is a TORO thing.

TORO is a fluff division
I created

to keep my daughter
from screwing up my bottom line

any more than she already has.

- Was she really that bad?
- Last year,

she lost my biggest account

to Canada. Mm.

I'm this close
to cutting her off.

Oh, but cutting off
your own

daughter over a few bad deals,
I mean,

that's a little harsh,
even for you, wouldn't you say?

In families like ours,
there's no room for dead weight.

Maybe a taste of the
real world will knock

a little sense into her.

You know,
I always

wished Patty was more like you.

Oh, let's not dig too deep
into that one.

[laughs]

Let's go somewhere private

and continue
this little party.

Wow, that's
quite the offer.

Let me see...

Um...

[clicks tongue] Ah.

[grunts]

Whoopsie. I didn't mean
to get you.

I guess I'm just
a little "bouncy."

[groaning]

I would like to talk
about setting up

a discount for your clients.

You know,
models love this place.

In fact,

we have one
here tonight.

Gretchen?

What are you
doing here?

Kirby. Hi.

I'm just grabbing dinner
with a colleague.

Charlie, this is
Kirby Anders,

- a former client.
- Nice to meet you.

- Hi.
- This is Amanda.

She's an art nouveau
photographer from London,

and we're collaborating
on a project together.

Yes. [clears throat]

You know, I live to... shoot.

- Do you want to join us?
- You mind?

- Not at all.
- Please,

- enjoy.
- GRETCHEN and CHARLIE: Thank you.

Now isn't a good time.

I-I just wanted
to give you this.

For what? You missed Christmas

- and all of my birthdays.
- That day I saw you in the yard...

[laughs] ...you looked so happy
with your toy plane,

so I picked one up
when I was in England

for the Royal Ascot
a few months later.

I've held onto it
all this time, just in case.

You know why I used to love
planes so much?

Because I used to dream

of flying as far away as I could
from my "father" Alejandro,

who liked to hit me and my mom

whenever he drank,
which was often.

Sam, I didn't know... Right, you didn't know.

You just ran away
and left your five-year-old son

to live with a monster.

I was trying to be polite,

but obviously
I wasn't clear enough.

I am not looking
to expand my family.

You need to find
somewhere else to stay.

♪

This seat taken?
You're late.

Well, I couldn't
exactly skip out

in one of
the Carrington Ferraris.

Did you grab my bag?

What bag?

The one that looks like a bag,
with all my real clothes in it.

Never mind, I'll just go back
to the house myself.

Well, how long is that
gonna take?

'Cause I need to call in
an anonymous tip

when we're safely out of town,

but I'm already cutting it close
to my plane leaving.

It's the last flight out
to Mexico,

and I am not staying
in this city one more night.

- Go ahead, I'll handle it.
- You sure?

Don't you worry.

I'll be happy to take care
of Cristal.

Okay, I'm leaving.
I'll be in touch.

[Jeff and Patty laughing]

Okay, I'd never done
my own laundry before.

And it was 2:00 a.m.,
and I was worried

that you were gonna kill me
for getting a stain

on your letter jacket.

No one told me that
wool shrinks in the wash.

[laughs]
Yo, I-I completely forgot

about that.[chuckles]

It's been nice catching up.

Yeah. It has.

Now, tell me what you were
really doing up here.

Okay, um...

I might have been engaging
in a little corporate espionage.

Oh?

Since I can't talk the pretty
owner of Morell into selling,

looks like I'll have to start

my own green energy company.

Not above stealing trade
secrets from the competition.

I should be mad.

Good thing you're so cute.

[chuckles]

You know, the thing is, um...

when I was checking out
your grid,

I realized this place isn't
totally green.

Someone's found a way
to make Morell

a little more profitable.

I don't know what you mean.

Hey, I'm-I'm actually impressed.

I'd heard Peter de Vilbis
was cunning,

but he's clearly brilliant
as well.

Wait, you think
my father rigged the grid?

Please, the last time

he was sober enough
to pull off something like that,

Reagan was president.

W-Wait, hold up.

Are you telling me Sister Patty,

Patron Saint of charities
and hopeless causes is-is

the evil force
behind all of this?

I like to think of myself

as the beauty and the brains.

[scoffs]

Tell me more.

[quiet chatter][takes deep breath]

Peace offering.

Apparently,
I'm turning apologizing to you

into a habit.

Ooh.

If I say that you have nothing
to be sorry for,

would I still get a donut?

Yeah, it's all you.

I shouldn't have snapped
at you earlier.

Okay?

A real fire marshal
would never have done that,

or put you in this position

in the first place.

I'm just stressed, man.
So I'm-I'm sorry.

Sounds like you need
something a little stronger

than a donut.

- Talk to me, Goose.
- Ah, the thing is...

[opens bottle]

Fallon and I are trying
to start a family.

Whoa.
Yeah.

That is big life stuff.

Yeah, and she's working
on the legacy

that we're gonna leave behind
for our kids.

And I just...

I thought I was gonna have
something to contribute.

- The movie's dead?
- Yeah, pretty much.

I mean, w-without Nina,
we're back to the drawing board.

But, look, I shouldn't have
asked you to save the movie

when the producers screwed
things up, okay?

So I really am sorry.

Don't worry about it.

Trying to solve
this problem was

the most fun I've had in months.

Look, everything here
is running so well

I'm driving the staff crazy
just trying to keep busy.

I'm definitely ready
for my next adventure,

whatever it may be.

Well, hey, cheers

to our next adventures.

And may we find them soon.

- Amen.
- Bridezilla wants to be

the star of her own movie,
and it killed mine.

I'd appreciate

the dramatic irony
if I weren't so annoyed by it.

[both chuckle]

[music playing faintly]
Hey.

There you are.

Turns out
Peter de Vilbis is guilty

of many crimes against humanity,

but greenwashing is not
one of them.

Yeah, the whole thing was
Patty's idea.

Wow, way to ruin my moment.

She confessed to everything,
and I got it all recorded.

We can take her down right now.

Yeah. Yeah, but we won't.

You were right.

Patty's not a bad person.
She's just...

a very annoying one
with major daddy issues.

Okay,
you've got to be kidding me.

You want to just walk away, now?

Look, Jeff, the whole reason
you and I lost Morell

is because, you know,
we were both fighting

for our fathers' approval.

Punishing Patty

for doing the exact same thing--

I don't know,
it just feels icky.

We'll do what
you suggested.

We'll build a new company.
We'll do it the right way.

Yeah, I'm not doing that.

What?
Now you're defending my side?

When did this become a remake
of Freaky Friday?

Patty is knowingly
poisoning the community.

We can't just let that slide.

Look, I'm glad
Fallon Carrington has

finally developed
a sense of empathy,

but maybe wait until tomorrow

to start using it.

Her father's threatening
to kick her out of the family.

This could ruin her life.

Yeah, maybe.

But if we don't do this,

you'll be ruining
a whole neighborhood

full of innocent people.

Just like the Carringtons
have always done.

Not every situation has
a right and wrong answer.

Okay? Sometimes
it's just bad and worse.

Hey! How'd it go?

Let me guess,
you need an energy drink

because you're jetting off
to New York to shoot a print ad.

[chuckles]
Gretchen passed.

What? How?

She said she can't get over
the whole Fashion Ball

disaster that happened
last year.

- Apparently, I am damaged goods.
- I can't believe it.

After I gave her
a free chicken paillard.

Agents are idiots, okay?

CHARLIE:
Not all agents.

How dare you show
your face back here?

You know what?

Kirby has grown and changed.

The woman standing
here today

is one of the most

hardest-working, talented

and loyal people
I've ever met,

and Gretchen just made
a huge mistake.

- I agree.
- You do?

- Wait, you do?
- I do.

And I'd like to represent you,
if you're interested.

SAM:
W-W-Wait.

Why would you want to rep

someone your boss called
damaged goods?

Gretchen is not my boss,
and I'm a big believer

in second chances.

Everyone makes mistakes
when they're young and scared.

If you held some of
the things I did

in my youth
against me,

you'd think I was
a terrible person.

Second chances are underrated.

Um, I got to go.

You should say yes
before she changes her mind.

[departing footsteps]

[sighs]

[busy chatter]

Hello!

My name is Patty de Vilbis.

I am CEO of TORO Enterprises.

I would like to
thank you personally

for joining Morell Green Energy
as we turn City Hall green.

This is a historic moment
for our city,

and the first step
on the road to a greener future.

Here is a sneak peek

of what else we've got
coming down the pike.

JEFF [over recorder]:
Tell me more.

[Patty chuckles on recording]
What is this?

Uh, this is the wrong file.

Solar was never going to work
for a grid this big.

But nobody asks questions
so long as the optics are good.

The mayor practically drooled
when I said "green energy."

Shut it off.
Shut it off right now.

JEFF [over recording]:
...from your petroleum op.

What if someone notices?

PATTY [over recording]:
In this neighborhood? Please.

Even if they did,

it's not like any of them
could afford a lawyer.

[recording stops][people murmuring]

I knew you'd screw this up,
like you did everything else.

I want you out of
your wing tonight.

Daddy, please.

FALLON:
Fallon Unlimited is prepared

to buy Morell
at a competitive price.

You want to buy
this clown show,

after what just happened?

The headache is all yours.

Have your lawyers
send me the contracts.

Wait!

Daddy... Please.

We did the right thing.

Then why doesn't it feel
like it?

Good news.

Beto's got Flores back,

and Blake's waiting at home

to celebrate with his wife.

Bad news.

His wife's about to die
in a tragic fire.

Luckily,

Cristal 3.0 is
waiting and ready.

Or is it 4.0?

I got to admit, I still can't
keep track of that story.

I'm sorry.

Fire's not a pleasant way to go.

But I can't have anybody
recognizing the body.

And no one will.

[Scandal's "Goodbye to You"
playing]

♪ All those times
I waited for you ♪

♪ Seem so long ago

[grunting]

♪ I wanted you far too much
to ever let you go ♪

♪ You know you never got
my "I feel it too" ♪

[screams]♪ And I guess I never could

♪ Stand to lose

♪ It's such a pity
to say goodbye to you ♪

♪ Goodbye to you

♪ I'll kill you.

Cristal!

♪ Goodbye to you.

- BOTH: What are you doing here?
- Uh...

Um...

Well, I tracked your phone,
because you've been

acting off for weeks,
and then I noticed

the tan line
from your wedding ring was gone.

Thought maybe you were having
an affair another man, not...

...this, whatever this is.

She's a con artist.
She kidnapped me.

She's the con artist.

You lying bitch.

Stop!

Nobody move
or I'm calling the police.

Show me your hands.

I'll check your tan lines.

Tell me something that
only the two of us would know.

Last year, we had dinner
with the Mona Lisa.

It was one of
the best nights of my life.

Not nearly as wonderful
as the time we got snowed in

at that little château
in Zermatt.

BLAKE:Okay.

- What's your favorite restaurant?
- Bacchanalia.

What's my favorite restaurant?

You don't like
anybody's cooking

better than
Mrs. Gunnerson's.

What was the first thing
you said to me

after we renewed
our wedding vows?

That I would love you
until the day I die, mi amor.

"I can't believe
you wore those shoes."

Oh, thank God, Cristal.

Don't take another step.

My driver's outside,

and he's armed.

Call the police.

Sam.

Can I come in?

I'm sorry, I meant to be
out of here sooner,

but Allegra was being particular
about dinner.

I'll be, uh,
done packing soon.

That's not why I'm here.

I shouldn't have

judged you
for mistakes you made

two decades ago.

What are you saying?

That I'm afraid
of getting hurt again,

and it made me push you away.

But it is not fair

to judge you as
the person you were back then.

So, if you are willing
to give me a second chance,

I would like to get
to know my father.

I'd like nothing more.

Do you, uh, do you want to...

Um...

I am more into literal models
and private planes

these days.
[chuckles]

Why don't we just start
with a meal?

That, uh, that sounds great.

[indistinct chatter]

Careful, you break it,
- you buy it.
- Cute callback.

Take this back upstairs,
would you, please?

The club is yours
on the 17th.

I got the bride
to move her wedding.

Really? How?

There's just one small catch.

- I knew it.
- It's not a big deal.

I just kind of told her
that you would film her wedding.

[chuckles] Me?

Film the wedding?
Like a hired videographer?

Except you wouldn't be
getting paid,

so really just a videographer.

You do realize I've placed
at Sundance three times.

I was on the 30-under-30 list twice,

once when I was 31.

Hailey is determined to make
her wedding unique,

and what is more unique
than having indie darling

Nina Fournier film
your big day?

This wasn't my idea.

I can't shoot a wedding video.

It's one night.

We'll ply you
with all the alcohol you want.

Hmm. Fine.

Just remind me to thank
our jackass producers in L.A.

for this.

Hey, don't you think
we could use a producer

- here on the ground?
- Sure.

You know anyone who's
willing to drop everything,

relocate to Atlanta,
and start tomorrow?

What do you say?

Me? Producing?

Yeah. Look,
it's just organization,

problem-solving
and creative thinking. Plus,

I mean, you did say
you were looking

- for a new adventure.
- Yes.

but I don't know anything
about making movies.

At least we both know
a bad idea when we hear one.

You know what?

I'm a quick learner.
Sign me up.

How are you?

I just woke up in my own bed
for the first time in weeks.

I'm great.

I-I can't believe I...

slept next
to a stranger all that time.

I should've known.

I'm so sorry, Cristal.

It wasn't your fault.

Beto clearly trained
that psychopath well.

But you knew it was me
when it really mattered.

Mmm.

I just wish Beto hadn't
gotten away

with stealing
Flores Incorporado.

Well, you got your wish.
He didn't.

I had my lawyer draw up

fake contracts
just to give me

more time to figure out
what was going on with you--

well, her.
That paperwork meant nothing.

And if Beto ever tries
to come back?

The FBI will be waiting for him.

What's this?

New ring.

The old one was tainted by Rita.

- I love you.
- And I love you.

Thanks for coming in.

Why am I here?

Hopefully,
accepting a job

at Fallon Unlimited.

You're obviously smart
and hard-working,

and if we could just leave
our past where it belongs,

I'm thinking
this could be a great fit.

You've taken almost everything
from me.

Now you want my self-respect?

Pass.

I will never forgive you,
Fallon Carrington.

And I'm gonna make you pay.

One way or a-nuth.

- Well, that went well.
- Yeah, not exactly a surprise,

but it was nice of you.

I'm working on
empathy, remember?

Oh, speaking of which,
you were right.

My family does have a pattern
of turning our backs

on the unwashed masses.

But now with Morell,

I have a chance to do good.

You know, and hopefully

we can start to atone
for our sins.

A real leg.

Legacy. I just wanted to see
what it felt like.

[scoffs] Yeah, well,

it's not exactly like the Colbys
are designated for sainthood,

which is why

I'd like to stay here

as head of Morell.

If you're cool with that.

Sounds like we've got
our work cut out for us.

[chuckles softly]
But I want my chair back.

It's me.

Fallon Carrington stole
what's mine,

and I need your help making sure
she does not get away with it.