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Previously on Dynasty...

FALLON:
That company Dad values most

in the world,
he should be giving it to me.

Fallon, that is no way
to talk to your new boss.

He offered me
the COO position.

Please, call me Mom.

Company called Windbriar.

Heard of it?
With Jeff's backing,

I will be chief
executive officer

of Carrington Windbriar.

My own company.

My name.
Actually, it's my name.

I know I said Cristal's

the black sheep of our family,
but we both are.

ANDERS: Just know
that I know everything.

Ms. Celia Machado.

SAM:
You've done
questionable things

for family, too.

CLAUDIA:
It was no accident!

You killed my husband!

We're here for Mr. Carrington.

You have the right

to remain silent.

* Like a virgin

* Touched
for the very first time *

* Like a virgin

* With your heartbeat...

(laughs)
You like it when I pretend

to be someone else, don't you?

I don't care who you are,
as long as I get to help you

pick the costume.
Well, maybe we should

get you some red
leather pants.

That's '80s, right?
(laughs): Yeah.

Except I've
never been invited

to the Carrington
Foundation Gala.
I know.

I just think you'd look hot
in red leather pants.

Mm. And now that
you've tried this on,

how about I help you
take it off?

(phone chimes)

There was definitely
no texting in the '80s.

I know.
I'm just waiting to find out

what's happening
with Steven's bail.

Oh, it's from Colby.

He says he has
a surprise for me.

(sighs)

Somebody sure
does move fast

for Jeff Colby.
I move fast

for business.
That's it? Just business?

(groans)
Why do men always have

to ruin everything
by talking about their feelings?

Hey. There is

nothing going on between me
and Colby except for work,

Michael.
Hmm...

Work.

Which I have to get to.

Carrington Windbriar is about
to sign their first client.

Wow. You sure do
move fast, baby.

(sputters)
"Baby"?

REPORTERS:
Carrington! Carrington!
Who do you think I am?

(reporters shouting questions)
MAN: Why'd you do it, Steven?

WOMAN:
What was the nature of your
relationship with the victim?

Dad, these charges
are a joke.

Oh, I heard a joke.

My son gives millions of dollars
to an ecoterrorist group

that kills my best
field engineer.

The DA didn't
find it funny.

He's accusing
you of murder.

He's saying that you had
the means and motive

to tamper with
that equipment.

Are they right? Were you
at that site that morning?

How can you even ask me that?

I had nothing to do
with Matthew's death.

Honestly, I doubt the Last
Earth Coalition did, either.

Well, I think
they're just using this

to get free publicity
off the Carrington name.

Yeah, my name.

And it was my money you used

to fund these tree-hugging
snowflakes in the first place.

Just trying to do something good
in the world, Dad.

Something you
wouldn't understand.

You know what, Steven?
You know everything.

I don't think you need my help,
or my lawyers.

Why don't you find
your own way out of this?

*

Here, let me.
Yes, sir.

¿Quieres unos
huevos revueltos, Celia?

(chuckles): Ah,
sorry. Cristal.

My Spanish
isn't very good.
Anders,

I've already told you,
I've done nothing illegal.

I changed my name
so that some of my...

less desirable family members
couldn't find me.

Buenas días.

Seems you were unsuccessful.

That's a great tie,
Anders.

Is that a different shade
of black than yesterday?
That robe

traditionally is worn
by a female guest.

Maybe you can wear
it to the gala.

CRISTAL: Anders, I've
been thinking about it,

and, considering
everything that's happened

with Matthew's death
and with Steven's arrest,

do we really think now
is the best time

to have a charity gala?

From a PR standpoint,
it could be considered trivial.

I think we should postpone it.

Most idiotic idea
since Daddy proposed to you.

You can't postpone
the annual Carrington

Foundation Gala.

It's just bad timing,
that's all I'm saying.

Well, you know
what else is bad?

Underprivileged kids' educations
getting ruined

because you were too stressed
to get yourself a blowout.

Great PR move, Crissie.

And you are such
a charitable person, Fallon.

I'm sure it has nothing to do
with you wanting to mingle

with your father's
business contacts.

I have known those
people for years.

The Carrington name is not only
my father's, it is also mine.

And as much as it disgusts
me, it is yours now--

which means
you have responsibilities,

whether you
like it or not.

You can't just wash away
the name at your convenience,

like you do
your heavy foundation.

ANDERS:
Welcome home, sirs.
Are you okay?

May I get you anything?
BLAKE: Yeah.

How about some gratitude?

Good to have you
home, big brother.

ANDERS:
Just in time
for the gala.

The latest Mrs. Carrington
wanted to cancel,

but I'm concerned it will
reflect poorly on you, sir.

BLAKE:
Right. No.

If we cancel now,
it would look bad.

We should proceed
as planned.

That gala is one
of the few things

I'm actually proud the
Carrington name is attached to.

I'll be sorry to miss it.

You can't.
Why would you?

Fallon, I'm being charged
with murder.

I can't go
to an '80s dance party.

Well, I'll be there
to represent you, Steven.

And I'm looking forward

to my first hostessing duties
as Mrs. Blake Carrington.

Mmm.

Still gives me a thrill
when I hear you say that.

(lively Latin pop song plays)

Hey.

Care to join me?

Maybe later.
There is something

you can do, though.
Oh, no.

There's many things I can do.

Yeah, and I
want them all.

But right now,
I need to prove

where I was the morning
of Matthew's murder.

And, since we
were together,

I need you to go on
record as my alibi.

I'm trying to avoid

the whole prison
thing, so...
Yes.

Of course.

Um... I just...

(exhales)
I might not be very helpful.

You see,
I haven't always been

the stand-up citizen
you see before you today.

Me and my friends,
we got in trouble

when I was younger.

All stupid kid stuff.

I want to help you, but...

But what?
But if I testify...

it'll only hurt you.

With my track record,

no jury will believe
anything I have to say.

I get it.

If I thought it'd be helpful,
and not harmful, I'd do it.

Thanks for being so honest.

It's kind of rare
around this house.

*

(phone ringing)

We need to talk. Now.

Calm down. What's wrong?
Mi mamá.

She was hysterical. She
called me from Puerto Ordaz.

Her place got tossed.
She was robbed.

What if they come back?
What if they find her?

Tía, she was so scared.

She needs to lay low and hide.

I'll get her the money
to relocate.

If anything
happens to her,

it's your fault.
Nothing is gonna
happen to her.

It's easy for you to
say that from the safety
of your mansion, isn't it?

I won't let anything
happen to my sister.

Trust me, Sam.

I'm gonna need
new eyelash extensions

after all this build-up.

Better be worth it.

Oh, it will.

Check it out.

Why have you
brought me here?

To show you...

(electronic chime)
...your new office.

What do you think?

You hate it?

(takes deep breath)

Pencils?
Well, because you

always say, nothing is in pen

until it's first vetted
by your attorneys.

Treadmill desk?

Because, as you say,
sharks die if they
stop swimming.

And a fully stocked
champagne fridge.

Because anything
worth celebrating

happens in the office.

(takes deep breath)

I can't believe
how well you know me.

I've been studying you for a
long time, Fallon Carrington.

(exhales softly)

*

I think you're great, Jeff.

I think you're great, too.
And it's not like

the thought hasn't crossed
my mind a few times.

The thought?

I just think we need to keep

our professional boundaries
in place.

Oh-ho.

You thought...

Uh, I'm flattered,
obviously,

but your greatest
asset is your brain.

Wouldn't want to ruin anything
we got going here businesswise

'cause you couldn't keep
it in your pants, right?

(phone chimes)
Mm.

Ah. Good news.

Looks like the Kwan brothers
are backing us from now on.

I thought they were investors
in your dad's company.
Oh, they were,

until about one second ago.

I'm the one who found them,
I nurtured them,

so I decided to poach them.

You've got
your priorities straight.

At least it's not
virtual champagne.

Fallon
Carrington.

Yeah?

You've been served.

A cease and desist?

The Carrington name

is trademarked?

It sure is.
Since when?

Since your mother tried
to use it

to start a line
of lip-plumping kits.

Should I have Anders set
another place for lunch?

You're trying to take
my own name from me?

Well, I gave it to you.

I can certainly take it away.

You are pushing me
into litigation

so my investors
will get spooked and back off.

You figured out my strategy.

I guess you learned

at the feet of the master.

If you think that this
is going to stop us,

then you have seriously
underestimated me.

You wanted to play with
the big boys, little girl.

Let the games begin.

*

Hola, Vera.
Hola, mami.

No, gracias.

*

If the Whitneys are coming,
make sure you've got

plenty of Ostatrova.

They slurp it down
like Pellegrino.
Mm-hmm.

Okay?

Mrs. Carrington.
Since you were so particular

about the last event
that I planned,

I thought I should
pretend to consult you

about this one.
That can wait, Anders.

I just got off the phone
with my bank.

And your checking
account has been closed.

I took the liberty

of merging your pennies with
Mr. Carrington's millions.

You're welcome.
I didn't authorize that.

It's in your prenup.

But why bother
reading the fine print

when you, like every other
woman who lies about her name,

her age or her IQ
marries for love.

The key to the castle.

But I would think twice before
spending any large sums.

I bring all red flags to the
attention of Mr. Carrington.

BLAKE:
What about Mr. Carrington?

Oh, I see you got your
black card. Fun, right?

If you have any further issues,
don't hesitate.

What issues?

No issues.

Everything's great.

Mmm. Hey, I'm sorry.

I know you want your
financial independence,

but I want total transparency
in all things,

even something silly
as money.

Sweetheart,
sweetheart.
Blake, I...

I don't want there to be
any secrets between us.

Secrets are what killed things
between me and Alexis.

Go buy anything you want
from boots to boats.

I love you.

FALLON:
Dammit.

The Kwan brothers just pushed us
from tomorrow.

They didn't even bother
to reschedule.

They must have heard
about the cease and desist.

No one wants to
tie their business

to a giant ball
of legal red tape.

Two more, extra dirty.

WAITER:
Two extra dirty.
Right away, sir.

Extra dirty.

Another move from Blake
Carrington's art of the deal.

Kompromat.
We find something to use

as leverage over my dad
so that he'll drop the case.

So where do we find this dirt?

Well, if I don't know exactly

where my father's
bodies are buried,

I can probably guess
who dug the holes.

Like maybe his chauffeur?

Seems like he's
wrapped around your finger.

Or are you wrapped around his?

Culhane just likes to do me
the occasional favor.

I think he's got a little crush.

I bet.

Hey.
WAITER: Your drinks.

You want to come with me
to an '80s gala

to benefit the
Carrington Foundation?

Oh, you asking me
out on a date?
A professional date.

The Kwan brothers
will be there

and so will Daddy.

He wanted a war...

let's make sure
he's the casualty.

(speaking Spanish)

Listen, Millie,

Anders wants me to
taste-test this caviar,

but I can't tell
the difference,

so can you
try it for me

and just tell him
which one I choose?

Of course.

Did you take
care of things?
I tried.

It's complicated.

Anders is watching me
like a hawk.

Plus, somehow
he found out my real name.

What?
So I can't just go
and ask them for money.

Secrets are what destroyed
Blake's first marriage.

I can't go and tell him
that my entire past

is one big lie.
It'll kill him.

Oh, better hope it
doesn't kill your sister.

Stop it, Sammy Jo.
I'm figuring it out.

It's mi mamá,
we have to do something.

What about this?

I have some friends
who could fence it.

What kind of friends
do you have?

And besides, the
jewelry's all fake.

They just use it to
try on with the gowns.

Do something, Tía, or I will.

Tranquilo, mi amor.
I'll figure it out.

I always do.

(man speaking in Spanish)

(announcer speaking
in Spanish on TV)

MICHAEL:
Madonna has one name. Rihanna.

Kanye. You could
be cool like that.

Just "Fallon."

I need him to know
that it was a huge mistake

for him to choose
Cristal over me as COO.

I know you feel like
work is everything,

but you are Blake
Carrington's daughter.

You will never lose
your place in his heart.

What kind of new honey vape
are you smoking?

I don't care about his heart.

I care about his name.

I need something that's gonna
make him back off that lawsuit.

How about some
front seat intel?

Oh, what?
All of a sudden

you have ethical
professional boundaries?

(sighs)

You know something.

Come on, Fallon.

L-Last week it was
obstruction of justice,

this week it's
corporate espionage?

Your little favors are
gonna land me in jail.

You know what?

Why don't you ask
Jeff Colby for help?

He's your partner, right?

(scoffs) Wait. You won't
give me dirt on my dad

because you're jealous?

(scoffs)
My advice has nothing
to do with jealousy.

Don't waste your time going
after your father or his name.

Make your own.

It's traditionally the privilege
of the lady of the house

to choose the auction item.

CRISTAL:
I can't even imagine
how much these cost.

Guess these are literally
rich people problems.

Make a choice, Mrs. Carrington.

(footsteps approaching)

STEVEN:
I need a favor.

A ride into town?

An alibi.

The morning of
Matthew's murder,

I passed you at
the front gates.

I was driving in.

I think you were
driving the Aston out?

Sorry, man. I mean, you know,
I move these cars all the time.

But if you say you saw me,
I'm happy to back you up.

No, no. No.

I don't want you to lie.

(car door opening)

It's been a
crazy few days.

Does any of this
craziness have to do

with you and Cristal's nephew?

It seems pretty
complicated,

considering everything
that's going on.

Look, out of anyone,
I understand

complicated, secret
relationships, so...

How long have you been hanging
out with my sister, now?

Is it three years?

Four.

(exhales) Wow.

I'll always
keep your secret.

You always have.

Of course.

Practically one
of the family.

(chuckles)
Which means,

you'll have to come visit
me when I'm in jail.

Hey, Steven.

Hold up.

Look, I know something

that might help you
with your case.

How'd you like some
front seat intel?

(door closes)

Steven.

How's your innocence project
going?

You ready for my lawyers yet?

Just the truth, Dad.

You remember how
we agreed to protect Cristal

and the family?

We erased every trace
of any connection

to Matthew Blaisdel
from our lives.

Well, I gave the order.

It wasn't about
protecting Cristal,

or the family, was it?

(sighs)

It was about
protecting you.

Is the pressure getting to you?

Have a scotch,
do some yoga,

but leave my study.

I know you have
Matthew Blaisdel's phone.

Who would give you
such a crazy idea?

Doesn't matter who.

But it should have been
in evidence,

which means you got it
from Stansfield.

But why?

The only reason
that makes any sense

is because there's something
on it that incriminates you.

Son, why don't you let my
lawyers take this over?

They'll have you off
in less than a week.
No.

No. I think they're gonna be
too busy defending you.

How dare you question me?

I have done all of this for you.

I am protecting you!

And this is the thanks I get.

There it is.

There's that
Carrington temper again.

You know, you think
your name means

that you can give everything
with one fist,

and then smash it
with the other.

That's why I don't
answer your calls.

That's why I left.

And as soon as
I'm exonerated,

I'm gone for good.

Thank you, Millie, but I
don't think this is the one.

I'm feeling taffeta

with even puffier sleeves.
Mm-hmm.

Can't believe
you're supporting Dad's gala

after the way he's treated you.

I'm not going to support him.

I'm going to support
the underprivileged children.

Fallon. You don't do anything

if it doesn't benefit you
in some way.

Mm-mm.

Everyone who is anyone in the
south is going to be there.

It's good for business,
plus it's a perfect venue

to remind Blake that I'm
every inch a Carrington,

despite what he
and his lawyers believe.

Are you sure you even
want to be associated

with the Carrington
name right now?

Considering my charges,

not to mention whatever
mess Dad's involved in.

(laughing):
What did Blake do now?

Pop one of his sleeping pills
and tweet again?

What did he do?

Oh, come on, Steven.

You know no one shares
your daddy issues but me.

What if the issue is murder?

Matthew?

I know Dad's
a Cristal addict,

but you really think
he'd go that far?

Fallon, he has Matthew's phone.

What? He stole it from him?

He had it stolen from evidence.

How do you know this?
You don't know anything.

You wear a belt with jeans.

Who told you this?

Doesn't matter.

All I'm saying is there must be
something on there

that makes Dad look guilty.

Something he doesn't want the
rest of the world to know.

If I can find out
where he's hidden it,

maybe it would leverage him
and I can get my name back.

And clear mine?

Of course.

I would never let you
go to jail.

You look tragic in orange.

Where do you think he would
hide something like that?

Oh, please. You know how Dad
thinks better than anyone.

If you don't know where
that phone is, no one does.

(intro to Billy Idol's
"Dancing with Myself" playing)

* On the floors of Tokyo-o

* Or down in London
town to go, go *

* With the record selection
and the mirror's reflection *

* I'm dancing with myself

* When there's
no one else in sight *

* In the crowded,
lonely night... *

I've been told to give this
to Ms. Carrington.

FALLON and CRISTAL:
That's me.

What do you think you're doing?

I always model
the auction jewelry.

Not this year.

This year it'll be
worn by an adult.

Well, it's true,
you are the oldest woman

my father's ever dated.
We're married.

Okay? For better or worse.

This is the better part.
(laughs)

I think you might have
misunderstood when they said

this necklace is for charity.

They didn't mean you,
Crissie.

You keep trying to push me
away like I'm temporary,

like your Botox
or any other woman

that's ever been
in your life,

but I'm not going anywhere.

Fine. Let her have it.

Everyone here knows
I was born into diamonds.

The only way you could get any
was by spreading your legs.

If only diamonds
could buy you class.

BLAKE:
Wow.

You are breathtaking.

CRISTAL:
Thank you. Help me?

The most beautiful woman

in the room.

Oh, Fallon. Good, you're here.

* Dancing with myself,
oh, oh, oh *

* Oh, oh, oh

Oh!

You're fired.

* Oh, oh, oh...

What?
What's the matter?

Nothing.

No, I'm-I'm
just nervous

to be responsible for
something so precious.

You are precious.

This is a necklace,
and it's insured.

Now, come on. There's so many
people just dying to meet you.

("Don't You Want Me"
by the Human League begins)

Wow.

You look...

gnarly.

(chuckles)
Pretty sure,

in the '80s, "gnarly"
meant brainy and gorgeous.

Aw, the '80s.
Where greed was good.

I wasn't born yet,
but I do miss it.

You, uh, manage to
get any dirt on Blake

from that chauffeur of yours?

No, but I got a great tip.

* Turned you around,
turned you *

And a plan in motion
as we speak.

* Now five years later on

* You've got the world
at your feet *

* Success has been so easy
for you *

* Don't

* Don't you want me?

I've been looking for you.

And how may I be of help?
Don't worry,

I won't make you violate

your ethical
professional boundaries again.

My skirt tore.
I need the seamstress.

I'm pretty sure that's
within your job description.

Right away, Ms. Carrington.

* It's much too late to find

* You think
you've changed your mind *

* You'd better change it back
or we will both be sorry *

* Don't you want me, baby?

Ah, there are
the Kwan brothers.

I'd love to introduce
them to my new partner.

* Don't you want me, baby?

* Don't you want me, oh?

There you are.

Come with me.

Okay. Right here.
(chuckles)

No peeking. No, no.

Right... here.

Ready?

Yeah.

SAM:
Ta-da.

You can't go to the party,
so... I made you your own.

I can't remember
the last time

anyone did something
so nice for me.

Aw.

You are so nice.

(cheering and applause)

Now, the winning bidder
will go home

with this stunning
diamond necklace,

modeled by the beautiful
and brilliant Mrs. Carrington.

And, remember,
all proceeds

go to the foundation,

so your generosity
is greatly appreciated.

Now, do I hear
an opening bid?

MAN:
$100,000.

$200,000.

MAN 2:
$500,000.

We're already up
to half a million dollars.

It's gonna be
a great night for the kids.

JEFF:
$1 million.

(gasping, applause)

$2 million.
(gasping)

Three.
Three and a half.

Four.

Seven million.

(gasping)

You know what?

I'll go ten large.

(gasping, applause)

That's
$10 million.

Going once,
going twice.

Sold to Mr. Jeff Colby!

(applause)

("Searching"
by Infatuation begins)

Quite a show, Jeff.

What can I say?

I like winning.

(chuckling):
Oh, no.

I was baiting you.

You bid way
over value.

I won. You overpaid.

Can't overpay
charity, Blake.

That's money for the kids.

I know you were one
of those kids.

And I paid for your education

and your success
with the Carrington Foundation.

Success that you
just keep throwing away.

What do you want
with a necklace, anyway?

I'm gonna give it
to your daughter.

Oh, God.

Haven't you taken enough
from my family?

I gave you the opportunity
to be one of us,

and you stole tech
from my company,

like a thief.

Judge said it
was mine, so...

Thanks for the education, Blake.

Now, here's yours:

I don't want to be one of you.

Neither does Fallon.

Your daughter came to me.

She wanted to get
in bed with me.

You stay away from my daughter.

You stay away from my family.

And get out of my house.

Don't ever touch me.

BLAKE:
You son of a bitch.

Hey!
What are you doing?

(bystanders gasping)

(glass shatters)
* I'm looking for you

* Oh, girl, I need your love

* Very much.

STEVEN:
I could be

about to go to prison

for the next 20 years.

That's not gonna happen.

Innocent men go
to jail every day.

They don't have
the Carrington name.

That name doesn't mean
much to me right now.

My father lied to me.

I mean, he thinks I
had something to do

with Matthew's death.

My own father doesn't trust me.

I know I haven't
lived here very long,

but maybe I can see
what you can't.

The way your dad reacted
the night you got arrested,

he was so worried.
Really?

Mm-hmm. And I watched him
at my aunt's wedding.

And when he looked over at you,

man, he was so proud
you were there.

I guess I didn't notice.

Maybe he doesn't
say it much,

but his actions say
he loves you.

You don't think he trusts you,
but maybe you don't trust him.

MICHAEL: Can I help you
find something?

Where is it?

Where's what?

Matthew's phone.

I know you have it.

And why would I have that?
Because you are

my father's
plausible deniability.

Anything he doesn't want,
he hides here,

or at least you'd
know where it is.

Not this time.

You may think

you know him,

but I know you.

I knew you were up
to something. I knew

that little seamstress errand
was made-up.

I even knew that I'd find you
out here doing this.

Well, if you know me so well,

then you know how badly I need
that phone.

You are so worried about finding
an advantage over your father,

and you already have it.

It's you.

(exhales)

Shut up and give me that phone.

You are smarter

than anyone
on Blake's contact list.

Anyone at that company.

You never let anything get
in your way.

You are unstoppable.

And that's what I love
about you, Fallon.

("Temptation"
by New Order playing)

I'm gonna finish
what you started.

*

* Heaven

* A gateway

* A hope

* Just like a feeling I need

* It's no joke

* And though it hurts me

* To treat you this way

* Betrayed by words...

(crickets chirping)

(siren wailing)

(speaking indistinctly)

(panting)
(officer shouting)

*

* Betrayed by words
I've never heard *

* Too hard to say

* Up, down, turn around

* Please don't let me hit
the ground *

ANDERS:
Tempting, isn't it?

Excuse me?

I've been watching you
with that necklace all evening,

grasping it like Gollum.

You look very guilty for someone
who hasn't stolen anything.

Guilt is an emotion that
I don't suffer from.

Guilt is for insecure people.

Well, what about desperation?

'Cause that's what I saw
when you realized

that your accounts
had been cut off.

Look, Anders, whatever
you know about my past,

you don't know me now.

I learned a long time ago
that solving one problem

by creating another
gets you nowhere.

It got you here, though,
didn't it?

* Each way I turn

* I know I'll always try

I believe
this belongs to you.

* To break this circle

* That's been placed

* Around me...

10 million bucks
never felt so light.

Have you, uh...

you seen Fallon?
I know

the general location of every
true Carrington at all times.

Great. Cool, man.

Can you just point?

* Up, down, turn around

* Please don't let me hit
the ground *

* Tonight,
I think I'll walk alone *

* I'll find my soul
as I go home *

* Up, down, turn around

* Please don't let me hit
the ground *

* Tonight,
I think I'll walk alone *

* I'll find my soul
as I go home. *

*

Hey!

(grunting)

(glass breaks)

Hey!

(both grunting)

Dad.

Are you okay? Dad?

I'm worried about you, Blake.

No, don't be.

This scar...

is only gonna
add to my allure.

I just don't understand
who would do this to you,

or how they got away.

Well, the police are
completely useless.

You know who wasn't?

My son.
Mm-hmm.

Well, it's nice of the kid
to save me, for a change.

Blake, you need to stop
waiting for them to come to you.

If tonight
had gone differently--

if something had happened
to you or Steven...

You're right.

I'll talk to him.

And Fallon.

You're a good father, Blake.

And a sweet man.

Really, best-case scenario
for a robbery--

I'm fine, everyone's fine.

You know me, I'm happy
to leave a party early.

Plus, nothing
major was taken.

Oh, I was wearing my gloves
all night,

so I didn't have it on!
(sighs)

My engagement ring.

Blake, they took my ring.
Well... Hey, hey.

It's okay.

Hey, it's only money.

I'll buy you a new one.

Nobody can take anything
from us that really matters

because, besides my kids...

it's all right here,
in my arms, right now.

* This tainted love
you've given *

(woman giggles)

* I gave you
all a girl could give you *

(line ringing)
* Take my tears

(phone ringing)
* And that's not nearly all

* Tainted love

* Oh *

* Tainted love...
FALLON:
I cornered the Kwan brothers

as they were leaving the party,
and I turned them around.

Wanted you to know.

* Run away, I've got to

* Get away...
(playing "Tainted Love")

(stops playing)

Don't stop, please.

(continues playing)

You know, your mother
made you take piano.

I never saw the point in it.

It's not like you were gonna
be another Van Cliburn.

I wanted you to take
boxing lessons.

(stops playing)
Now those, they...

they came in handy.

(chuckles softly)

I was coming to find you
earlier...

because I wanted to apologize.

I'm sorry I didn't believe you

when you said you didn't
have Matthew's phone.

Well...

your source wasn't
entirely inaccurate.

I lied to you.

I bent the truth
and the law.

When Matthew died,
I accessed my source

at the police department...

and had him borrow
Matthew's phone from evidence.

Dad...

why would you do that?

Uh...

Jealousy?

Morbid curiosity
about Cristal's affair?

I wanted to see
what was on there.

Can I see it?
No.

I returned it to evidence.

Well, that part was true.

But if there had been
anything on there that

could have helped exonerate you,

I would not have hesitated
to admit what I'd done.

I'm not proud.

But I am proud of
who I am as a father.

There is nothing I wouldn't
do to protect you.

The thing I admire
most about you...

...how much you care
about other people.

How you love.

It's always been
your finest asset.

I want you to stay here.

At home, in Atlanta.

And if it's charity work
that you want to do,

then do it for me.

Once my lawyers get these
bogus charges dropped...

I want you to run the
Carrington Foundation.

(knocking)

We alone?

What happened?
Is your mom okay?

She will be.

I can't do this anymore,
Sammy Jo.

I mean, life's
hard enough as it is

without everything else
I'm hiding.

Tomorrow I'm gonna go
to Blake and I'm gonna

tell him I need the money.

Even if it means
losing everything.

There's no need
to go and do something stupid

like tell a man the truth.

I handled it.

You're cool.
I got the money.

What'd you do?

Who do you think set up
tonight's little robbery?

What?

Your ring's insured.

I invite you into my home,

and this is what you pull?

My husband got hurt.

He got in the way.

And a little cut

is nothing compared to what
could have happened to my mom.

My friends will sell the stuff.

She'll have the cash
in the morning.

Do you have any idea what kind
of blowback this could bring?

I was handling things.

Not fast enough.

Anyway,
everyone knows

you can't run away
from your past.

It'll always come back
and bite you in the ass.

(exhales)

Ah. Drinking so late?

It's not for me.

I do appreciate you
being at the fundraiser tonight.

I know this week was tough.

I'm glad you're okay.

I was worried about you.

Fallon.

I was on the golf course.

I was three under par,
I had just birdied again,

when Anders phoned me to tell me
that your mother's water broke.

So you finished the round?
Well, it was the 17th hole--
what's a few more minutes?

No, of course I didn't
finish the round.

It was a game.

And your being born was one of
the greatest days of my life.

You know I wanted to name you
Ellen, after my mother?

But Alexis said she'd
read in one of those

crazy feminist books of hers
that the name Fallon

meant "descended
from a ruler."

Alexis being the
ruler, of course.

But I knew that my
brand-new baby girl

would have my name, too.

The Carrington name.

Fallon, I never
considered that one day

you would be my business rival.

And a formidable one, too.

But your name is
your birthright.

And I won't take that
away from you.

Thank you, Daddy.

Well, it's settled, then.

Good night, sweetheart.

Not settled.

I've decided I don't want
the Carrington name.

I've got Carrington blood.

That's all I need
to take over the world.

(footsteps approaching)

(sighs)

I'm just
cross-referencing

the missing items
with our catalog.

Unfortunately,

the current Mrs. Carrington's
ring is not the only thing

that was stolen.

Anders, I have...
an actual headache.

Maybe your
inventory can wait?

The gold cigar cutter,
from your father,

the Harry Winston
emerald cuff links--

those lovely ones that Alexis
got you for Guy Fawkes--

and several
of your lesser Rolexes.

They took the watches
from my drawer?

It's missing.

What's missing,
sir?

I had
Matthew's phone

taken from evidence,
and that man stole it.

If what's on that phone
gets out,

it will ruin
the Carrington name.