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Previously on Dynasty...

When you walk out
those gates, Blake will see

he's not invincible.

Cecil tried
to kill me.
What?

The man was crazy.

Who knows what he'd
do if he got out?

Blake Carrington sent my father

to prison in the first place,

and he's been pulling strings
to keep him in there ever since.

The commissioner overruled
that decision.

Cecil Colby's being released.

Jeff's playing me.

And Monica, too.

FALLON:
Jeff Colby is going down.

I can keep a secret.

My life may be over,
but I am not going down alone.

I'm taking you and Steven
down with me.

Ted? Ted!

Ted!

* Could've followed me

* Follow me in the darkness

* Follow me
till the world ends... *

SAM:
Ted?

Ted!

* We could live for forever...

WOMAN:
Oh, my God!

* We could learn how to fly...

What do you mean
you don't know what happened?

You were with him.

The guy is crazy, Steven.

Was crazy.

I'm calling 911.

Maybe someone already did?

What...?

I can't talk to the police.

Why not?
You didn't do anything wrong.

That's not what it looks like.

He ripped my earring out and
took it with him when he jumped.

I think he was trying
to frame me for his murder.

Okay.

Well, as screwed up as that is,

the best thing
you can do is

just tell the police
what happened.

And if, for some miraculous
reason, they believe me,

I'm still screwed.

I'm not here legally, Steven.

My papers are not...

valid anymore.

Wait. Really?

Just get back to the manor
before anyone else sees you.

You were never here, okay?

I'll handle it. Just go.

* All the way.

FALLON:
Okay.

Let's back it up.

Why on earth

would Jeff want to marry me
so badly

that he'd have Monica manipulate
me into it?

Well, marriage
is the ultimate merger.

Yeah, but everybody knows,

Carringtons don't marry
without a prenup.

Well, then, maybe this is all
just to spite your father.

When you wanted
to leave Blake's company,

Jeff sure was quick
to back you, and smug,

every chance he got
to rub it in your dad's face.

Not as smug
as you are right now.

You're loving that you were
right about Jeff, aren't you?

I don't mind it.

I do mind you
wearing his ring, though.

Well, I had to make him
believe that I was into him,

not onto him.

I mean, the closer I stay,
the better chance I have

at figuring out
what the hell is going on.

I mean,

what if he's been using me
this whole time?

And I let him?

This is exactly why
I don't trust people,

but he was always so...

Oh, my God.

I trust you.

Even if you don't trust me yet.

Do you remember

that program that Jeff gave me

when we were trying to erase
Cristal's affair with Matthew?

Well, he told me to run it
on the manor's private server.

And you said it worked.

Well, it did, but what if
it also gave him access?

I always wondered

how he knew so much
about the Venezuelan deal

Dad was doing with
Alejandro. I mean,

what if he's been reading
all of our e

All of our texts?

What are you doing?

I'm testing my theory.

I am gonna write you an e-mail

professing my undying love
for Jeff.

I can't wait to read that one.

And I'm gonna say how happy I am
that you and I didn't work out,

so I didn't have to get married
in a church.

Priests make me
break out in hives.

Is that true?

It's bait.

And we're gonna see
if Jeff takes it.

JEFF:
Welcome home, Dad.

Your boy did pretty good, right?

Whenever I was having a bad day
in prison, I'd try to...

picture this place
the way you described it.

But this is better

than anything
I could have imagined.

So I set it to the
property lines.

Rules are here
if you forget them.

But I wouldn't forget them.

CECIL:
Thank you, Officer.

Well, this beats the hell
out of my last prison.

This is paradise.

It's a long way
from that Lakewood Heights shack

we lived in.

But it's a proud
day when a...

...son outstrips
his father's wildest dreams.

You'll be even prouder
when you see my plan at work.

You know, I had my doubts
about your methods,

but, uh, you did
make me a free man.

Well...

mostly.

Today, we celebrate
the Colbys.

Reunited at last.

Blake, where are you?

I don't want you to worry, but I
just met with our security team.

Cecil Colby's out on parole.

Well, you don't think
he'd still want revenge

after 11 years, do you?

Just wanted you to know
there will be extra security.

No need to worry

about anything.

Blake, you didn't.

Didn't what?
Aw.

You know I love white hyacinth.

That's so sweet of you
to think of me...

Well, those aren't from me.

Oh.

They're from Ramona.

From the Atlanta Digest.

I gave her a tip
for the story she's doing

on C.A.'s clean coal experiment.

That's a nice arrangement.

Are you sure you didn't give her
the whole story?

No, just the tip.

Listen, I should get to work.

Okay. Bye, hon.

POLICEMAN:
I am so sorry for your loss.

Feel free to call your lawyer.

No, it's okay. I've...
got nothing to hide.

He was by the window,
and I turned my back,

so I don't know if he lost
his balance or jumped or...

Hey! This man still has a pulse.

Take this.
Let's go, let's go.

POLICEMAN: Looks like your
friend might make it after all.

EMT:
Strap him in there.

*

What were you
thinking?

Sending flowers to my office?

Thought it was
a gentlemanly thing to do.

Kissing a married woman
is not gentlemanly.

You kissed me.

Look,
whatever happened,

it was a mistake.

And it can't happen again.

Is that all you have to say?

Well, what did you
expect to hear?
Something like,

"We shouldn't have
done that, Rick.

"But you know
I'm impulsive,

and I love
that you're impulsive, too."

I love my husband.

But you also love
your freedom,

and maybe
you're afraid

you were wrong to give that up.

I'm not afraid of anything.

Then why are you trembling?

We have to stay
away from each other.

Always causing
trouble, aren't you?

Me?

What did I do?

Well, you nearly caused
an accident in the parking lot.

The valet said
he was blinded

by the bling on my finger.

Well, go big
or kill somebody trying.

That's the Carrington way,
right?

You sure do know
a lot about my family.

Speaking of family...

Uh, you heard my father
got out on parole?

Mm-hmm.
I know.

It's all over the Internet.

He's staying with me.

I thought we could
all have dinner tomorrow.

Introduce him to my fiancée.

Well, I've already met
your dad in prison.

He has quite the temper.

Yeah, that was a
misunderstanding.

He still hates your
dad for putting me

through that lawsuit
and trying to take my tech.

But don't worry.

I'll tell him to use
his inside voice this time.

Hmm.

So, about Blake.

What did he say?

Or did you
not tell him

about our engagement?

We both know
that isn't going to go well.

Even if it did, Anders would
start making us discuss

reception venues, book a church.

Meet with planners.

Too much, too soon.

No offense,

but I can't see
Fallon Carrington

getting married in a church.

Uh, not without
burning it down.

I mean,

I'll do whatever you want.

No, I'm impressed.

You know me so well.

What exactly did you say
to the cops

Nothing that wouldn't
have made sense

if Ted had simply stuck
to his plan and died.

I had to think quick.

All I knew is what Sam told me.

That Ted wanted it to look
like Sam pushed him.

Sam didn't push him?

No. Sam didn't do anything.

But Ted might still have
Sam's blood on him.

And I couldn't find the earring.

Plus, if Ted wakes
up from the coma,

this is gonna look
ten times worse,

because I lied to that cop.

Well, that can't happen.

You have to get

into his room
before anyone else does.

Dad.

To wipe off the blood,
not kill him.

I already tried,

but the nurse won't let in
anyone who's not family.

What are you doing?

What, so just because
you're a same-sex partner,

you're not
considered family?

NURSE: Sir, you
need to keep

your voice down,
or you'll be asked to leave.

What is this, 1952?

My son can't comfort
a dying man,

the love of his life,

because of his
sexual orientation?

This is inexcusable.

Not to mention disrespectful
to all the gays.

The whole LTBZ community.

Close enough.
NURSE:
Sir, I-I didn't know

he was Mr. Dinard's partner.

He didn't mention that before...
Well, you weren't
listening.

Because he's gay.

Follow me.

And I'll waive

visiting hours.

He took the bait.

So he is spying on you.

Well, that makes it easy.

That's illegal,
we go to the police.

His cousin
is the chief of police.

Well, then, we start
with your dad.

No. No, if anybody's gonna
nail Jeff, it'll be me.

Blake has resources.

And we don't know what
type of serious blackmail

Jeff may have on you
or your family.

You think I don't know that?

This is all
my fault.

And my dad warned me again
and again not to get involved

with Jeff, and I didn't listen.

Instead, I helped his enemy
plant spyware in our house.

You didn't know.

That doesn't matter.

My dad once blamed me for losing
a deal because he got stuck

in traffic on the way back
from my dance recital.

He'll never respect me again.

So, then, we keep it
between us.

We need to find out
what Jeff knows

and where he's been storing it.
Ironically,

the only I.T. genius I know
is Jeff.

Actually, I may know someone
who can help us out.

The nurse had
already cleaned it,

to avoid any possible
infections.

They said it's
basic procedure.

What about the earring?

It's somewhere in
the alley, I assume.

But without an investigation,

there's no reason for anyone
to know it ever existed.

We need to find
that earring.

Mr. Carrington,
can you tell us about

your relationship
with Mr. Dinard?

Do you think your
partner's gonna make it?

How did they even know
that we're here?

These things leak.

You leaked this.

You saw how Nurse Ratched turned
into Florence Nightingale

at the mention of you
being a grieving partner.

She ate that story up.

You are a public figure now that
you're running for city council.

If we can garner
public sympathy

and spin this story
in our favor,

you come out on top and no one
even thinks to ask about Sam.

Except that the whole world
thinks I'm dating Ted Dinard.

Well, that seems like
a small price to pay

for your future and Sam's.

Okay, fine.

I would like to ask
for everyone's respect

at this time.

My son is going through
an extremely traumatic event.

And I can, uh,

only take a few
questions right now.

Mr. Carrington, do you plan
on suspending your campaign?

My priority right now is
the health and well-being

of my partner,
Ted Dinard.

Uh, so you're
suspending it

to be with your partner?

I can't answer that right now.

Not during such an
emotional moment.

Politics should never come
before human compassion.

...the health and well-being
of my partner...

Partner?
That's one way
to put it.

Well...

someone's developed
a case of

post-traumatic
stress eating disorder.

It's hard to have
an appetite

when you might be dragged away
in cuffs any second.

I wouldn't last
a day in prison.

This face has "make me your
bitch" written all over it.

Hey, Blake
is handling it.

All you need to do is lay low
and stay out of trouble.

Yeah, that's the problem.

It always finds me
ever since I moved here.

The robbery that
almost killed Blake,

my parents
kidnapping Fallon,

and now the tragic
triangle with Ted.

Really, I'm the
trouble, aren't I?

Well, you do come with
a 747's worth of baggage.

Anders.

What?

He asked.

You and I are
the same, Sam.

We both left Venezuela
in search of something better.

You with fake papers,
me with stolen ones.

We both worked our asses
off in a country

where the cards always seemed
to be stacked against us.

You worked your ass off.

I took a sketchier path.

Paved by the kindness
I stole from strangers.

This isn't stealing.

This is what people
who love each other do.

I don't want them
to do it for me.

I don't deserve it.

And... I especially don't want
to be a strain on your marriage.

Oh, trust me, there are bigger
strains on my marriage than you.

Am I interrupting?
Not at all.

He's all yours.

How you feeling?

Well, I mean,

you are pretending to be lovers
with a dying man

after he tried to frame
me for his murder.

It's not your typical Wednesday.

How's your Ted

Hmm... it's fine.

Honestly, what hurts is that

my grandmother
gave me that earring

when I was leaving
Venezuela to come here.

She said it was
a way for God

to be looking after me
every step of the way.

Well, maybe losing it
is God's way of saying

you don't need it anymore.

You got me to protect you now.

I'm sorry.
Don't be.

Why did we stop seeing
each other, anyway?

Because I slept with Ted.

Yeah, well...

We all make mistakes, I guess.

Doesn't mean we should
stop trying.

The Atlanta Mirror wants to do
a follow-up interview.

A couple of other outlets
are asking me to comment

on health benefits
for same-sex couples.

What has my father started?

I

Hey, spare no expense.
My dad deserves the best.

So does my son.

You know, I like this.

You know good quality.

Well, if we're choosing
for the wedding,

we should stick with navy.

Blake usually prefers gray.

Navy, then.

And I'll be the father shackled
by the ankle bracelet.

That'll be off soon.

The important thing is my dad
gets to be at my wedding.

It's not a real wedding.

You're marrying
a godforsaken Carrington.

Uh...

Go buy yourself
some needle and thread, huh?

-Thank you.
-Thank you.

Not usually the father of
the groom that gets cold feel.

You don't know
who you're dealing with.

I've faced Blake and lost.

I've been facing him
for years and winning.

First, my lawsuit,

then his daughter,
next his company.

I control everything,
including Fallon.

You'll see when she comes
for dinner tomorrow.

She dies for me.

I have no interest in dining
with the Devil's spawn.

Well, get interested
because you need to apologize

for losing your cool
when you two first met.

Now, why the hell
will I apologize?

Because I said so.

I know, when you left,

I was just some
confused, naive kid,

but this is my house.

You play
your part in it,

and everything
will be just fine.

Found it.

Nice to meet you.
You're adorable.

I don't want
to cry nepotism,

but are you sure
your little sister

can crack
Jeff Colby's spyware?

EVIE: I may be 17,
but I'm a senior at Emory.

My thesis project is developing

behavioral based software
for advanced robotics.

And what were you doing
at that age?
Robby Reid.

Whoever programmed
the virus

found a way to duplicate
your e-mails and send them to...

wow, 17 different
I.P. addresses.

What does that mean?

I don't know yet.
Stop yelling.

So...

The other day,

I uttered the four-letter
"L" word,

and you kind of just L-E-F-T...

Well, I had to go deal
with Monica,

and did you, did you dump her?

I thought maybe keeping
her around for a while

could be helpful.

But you're not gonna still...
No.

Been trying to avoid her
for the last couple days,

and it doesn't seem too obvious.
You and Jeff gonna...?

Oh, God, no. I told him I was
saving it for our wedding night.

EVIE: If you two
are done being gross,

looks like the most consistent
downloads are to this I.P.

FALLON:
Nancy Creek.

That's where Jeff lives.

Yeah, it's probably
his private server.

MICHAEL: Thanks, Evie.
I owe you one.

You owe me one Benjamin.

Your girl can afford it.

Or else I'll just have to tell
Mom and Dad you're a chauffeur.

You should send
me your résumé.

Nah. You're gonna work
for me one day.

All right, so to erase what
Jeff has on your family,

we need to destroy his
laptop, probably his phone,

and find the private secure
server in his house.

Okay, well, one step at a time.

First, we just need to know
where he keeps it.

And in an unfortunate,
yet fortunate, turn of events,

I'm having dinner
at Jeff's tonight.

To meet his father?
Well, Monica invited me, too.

Maybe I could help create
a distraction

so that you can snoop.

Why are you here?

Well, your butler
asked me to wait.

Hey, Rick.

Steven.

Thank you for agreeing
to a follow-up interview,

especially during
such a difficult time.

This has become
a human interest story.

People want to know more
about you and your partner.

Or is it husband, maybe?

BLAKE:
Ted wasn't able to make

an honest man
out of Steven.

Not yet.
Maybe not ever.

A terrible situation.

Blake Carrington.

Nice to finally shake
the hand of the man

smart enough to marry
Cristal Flores.

It's Carrington now.

Well, it's nice to meet the man

who's done so much
for my son's campaign.

Your first interview
went over so well.

When you're done

with the follow-up,
Rick, why don't you join

Cristal and me for dinner?

Steven'll have to get back

to Ted's side, of course.

That would be fantastic.

Mr. Dinard.

Steven Carrington.

What the hell
happened to my son?

I know this is a lot to take
in, but please believe me,

I cared about your son.

Cared? My son
is still alive.

Only time he ever
mentioned your name

was when he was
defending you.

The person that
drove him away from me,

away from the church.

And when he finally
reached out again,

it was to tell me
that it was you

that left him rotting in jail.

No, sir, I bailed him out. He...

Look, Ted and I had
our ups and downs,

just like any other couple,

but we were trying
to make it work again.

I've been through war.

Much tougher men
have tried to lie to me.

I know what
you're doing.

Taking my son's situation

and milking the public
for sympathy

with your little
press conference.

Well, you listen to me.

God already knows your sins,
but as for me,

I will do everything in my power
to expose them to the police

and to the press.

Now get out
of my son's room!

NURSE:
Mr. Dinard.

We have your
son's belongings.

Thank you.

He's been talking about
meeting you all day.

He's very excited.
Monica tells me you drive
for the Carringtons.

Well, I'm excited
for our rematch.

Think I'll need protective
headgear this time?

Fallon, he'd been in prison
for 11 years when he met you.

He's happy for us,
trust me.

Cecil.

Mr. Colby?
Should I call you Dad?

It's probably too soon.

Fallon, we meet again
under better circumstances.

I apologize
for my behavior

the last time we met.

Oh, no worries.

I can only imagine what years
of tiny televisions,

toilet wine,
and bologna sandwiches

can do to the human spirit.

I watch Locked Up Abroad.

CECIL:
Well, at the time,

I only knew you as
the daughter of the man

that tried to steal
my son's invention.

FALLON:
Well, don't worry.

I'm used to being considered
a d-bag by relation.

Although, you know,
it's funny,

my dad always
claimed that Jeff

tried to steal
tech from him.

But why would he want
to steal anything?

My fiancé is a genius.

And you're
a genius, too. Thank you.

I got your back.
Don't forget to keep
an eye out for my signal.

Dinner's ready.

Shall we?

Excuse me, Doctor, how much
do you want for your earrings?

FALLON:
So, tell me, Mr. Colby,

what were you doing
before your... you know.

Incarceration?
Yeah.

Well, before that I was
working in a chem lab.

Didn't pay much, but I had
a gift for making things

out of nothing.

Like my son.

Michael,

Monica tells me you
drive for the Carringtons.

Culhane is so much more
to us than a driver.

His last name is
practically Carrington.

Well, look at that.
Sure seems like

the Colbys can't resist
the Carringtons, huh?

Well, the feeling
is mutual.

Your daughter is
an amazing woman,

and I'm glad to finally
get to meet her father.

I look forward to meeting
Mrs. Colby one day.

Too bad Mrs. Colby left me

when I ended up in the slammer.

You know, Jeff and I
agreed to a fall wedding,

which is a mere
six months away.

If we plan on rivaling
George and Amal's

Venetian opus, we really
should start planning ASAP.

Don't tell me you're turning
into Bridezilla already.

Do we need to get that resized?

No. No.

I prefer it a little loose.

MONICA:
Just like you.
Hmm.

Well, not anymore.
Yes.

Oh, my God!
Culhane!

This is silk velvet.

Some poor worker went blind
hand-sewing these feathers.

I have to get this cleaned
up before it's ruined.

It's fine! I got it.

Charming.

RICK:
I've always believed
there's an art

to covering politics,
and the Mirror gets that.

BLAKE:
It's a great newspaper.

Big part of the reason
I'm there is Cristal.

I may have pointed you
in the right direction, but...

Your wife's a modest
and incredible woman.

I would have done the same

for any other colleague
with potential.

Well... generosity--
it's the Carrington way.

In fact,

why don't I float your name

for a contributor gig
at CNN?

Didn't they just fire
one of their people

for inappropriate conduct?

Honey, Rick's a journalist,
not a TV personality.

He's handsome enough to be one.

And apparently
all he needs to do is

keep it in his pants.

You just let me know, Rick.
I owe you.

Not just for the Steven
interviews, but for squashing

the Senator Daniels
bribery story.

I hope that my wife
did a proper job

of thanking you.

Hmm.

JEFF:
What are you doing?

I was just looking
for your laundry room.

But, to be honest, I barely know
what one looks like.

That's a closet.

Ah. Well...
what do you think?

Do you think it needs
stain remover?

Silk velvet?
Already a goner.

But I'll buy you three more
if you come back to dinner.

You really are
too good to be true.

Holy hell! Ah.

:
Please, Jesus.

I just came to say
that I'm sorry

for everything
you're going through.

My prayers are with you and...

Is that...

Oh, my God. I can't believe
Ted held onto this.

What are you talking about?

I get why your son didn't
tell you about us,

given our history,

but I want you to know...

that his recovery has
always been my priority.

I pushed him
to go back to church,

t-to rebuild his faith,

not just in God but in himself.

I gave him

my cross earring as a, a symbol

that someone would always
be watching over him,

even when I couldn't.

You...

You helped my boy
find God again?

He helped me, too, Gerry.

The key to recovery...

is faith in a higher power.

Would you pray with me?

Dad?

Steven?

TED: I don't...
GERRY:
It's all right.

TED: Sam.
His vitals are
stabilizing,

but based on his MRI,
after severe brain trauma

like his,
in the temporal lobe,

it may be a while before
he'd make sense of his thoughts,

if ever.

Sammy Jo...

Son, wha... what are you
trying to say?

S-Steven...
Listen to me, Ted,

you had a terrible fall.

You came to me,
and you were high again...

You weren't yourself,
but you're okay now.

Just tell me
you understand that.

No... not you.

No, son,

listen to him.

Steven's been right here,
every second,

right beside you.

He truly cares for you.

And I care enough
to know that this moment

can't be about me.

What's happened here
is a miracle.

This is Ted's second
chance at life.

This is your second
chance to reconnect.

I'll stay in touch,

but right now
he needs his father.

Thank you, Steven,

for all you've done.

Uh, everything okay?

Yeah. Let's just say,
uh...

Fallon's not used to
doing her own laundry.

FALLON: Well,
I have help for that,

and a fully-staffed kitchen.

You do not want to
let me near a kitchen.

So, have you two
set a date?

We haven't, really,
but you know what?

You're eager for this
to happen, so am I.

Why are we waiting?

Why not two weeks
from now?

The venue's available.

Well, I can hardly plan
the event

of the season in two weeks.

Throw enough money
at a problem,

you can make anything work.

Your father and Cristal did it
in a couple days.

Two weeks is plenty of time.

Unless you have
a reason to delay.

MICHAEL:
Maybe Fallon just wants to enjoy

the engagement, you
know, do things right.

Is it your commitment
issues again?

Fallon, just rip off the
Band-Aid before you ruin

the best thing that's
ever happened to you.

Aside from me,
of course.
No, no, it's--

it's not that.

Then, what is it?

Um...

You know what?

You're right.

I don't need to be Amal,

I can be Britney,

without the shaved head
and the Vegas chapel.

Mmm.

Oh, my God, I just realized
that this will make us sisters.

Ah.
How crazy
would that be?

I can't watch this anymore.

You all make me sick.

I don't recognize
my own children.
Dad,

what are you talking about?

My only son cozying up
to the daughter

of the very man that
put me in prison.

Dad...
What?!

Yeah.

I wasn't a drug addict
as your father claimed

to the rest of the world.

Your father framed me.

That's insane.

Ask your fiancé.

Your best friend.

He'll tell you--

he framed me.

Right after he screwed my wife.

And when I threatened

to kill him
for taking her away,

he took everything else
away from me.

He took my children,
he took my freedom.

He planted blow in my car

and had his dirty cop friend
arrest me.

Had his dirty judge
lock me away.

No, that can't be true.

Go on, deny it, when you know

it sounds like your daddy's M.O.

No, I will not stand by...

...and watch my only son

marry that bastard's
dirty daughter.

* Just like the sun let down
at night *

* You know

* Love doesn't shine on me

* Anymore

* I lie amongst the things
we shared *

* The one that I've been
thinking of all along... *

Are you okay?

* Holding on...

Dad always made me believe
my mom was the bad one.

What do you mean?

* Somewhere I...

He said that she was
the one who cheated.

That she was an awful person
who left us,

who left me and left him.

* All I lost is lost...

A shrink might even say
that sometimes

I thought it was my fault.

Fallon.

When this whole time...

* Frightened of

* Aren't you the one

* That I've been thinking of
all along? *

* All along

* Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

* Yeah, yeah...

I didn't think you could get
all of your thongs

into one suitcase.

Of all the stupid
things you've ever done,

this has got to be
the most idiotic.

How do you know what...

I just got a call
from the front gate.

There was a Lyft driver there
to take you to the airport.

So I sent him away.

Dude, they charge
a cancellation fee.

Why are you doing this?

Because I'm tired of being
a strain on this family.

If I'm not here,
I can't drag Steven

or anyone else down with me.

I have to say, I
wasn't expecting you

to pull a full Sammy Jo
and run away.

I was hoping you might do
something different this time.

This family's invested
a lot of energy and money

in payoffs,
blackmail and carbs

to keep you around.

They obviously value you.

It would be silly to
walk away from all that

and have it wasted.

Well, you don't
understand.

It's not just
because I'm a burden.

I can't stay.

I'm not here legally.

Of course I understand.

I've been through it.

Or did you think this Kiwi
accent was just for show?

Now... this is the number
of an immigration lawyer.

I've already set
up an appointment.

Tomorrow we'll start work
on your case together.

This is the nicest thing
anyone's ever done for me.

Well, aside from keeping me
out of a murder investigation.

Don't screw it up.

You'll break more than
one heart if you do.

RICK:
Dinner was excellent.

BLAKE:
We'll see you again soon.

Well, Steven's poll numbers
are any indication,

I'll be around a lot.

Great guy.

So, why did he send you
the flowers?

I saw the way
he looked at you.

We had a thing,
a brief thing,

before I came to C.A.

Brief enough to lie
about the flowers?

It didn't mean anything

and it was a
long time ago.

Men don't just send gifts to
reminisce about old times.

Something else happen
between you two recently?

We were working late together
on Steven's interview,

and I think he got
the wrong impression

and he kissed me.

But it's a harmless crush

and I shut him down.

He doesn't care about you.

He's using you
to get to me.

I've had a tail
on Jeff Colby

since the parole hearing.

And Anders caught Rick
meeting with Jeff.

I don't understand.
Well, I do.

Even the most pure
idealists have a price,

and Colby's found Rick's.

But now we're
gonna beat it.

When are you
seeing him again?

I'm not.

I told him that
can't happen again

and that he has
to stay away.

Oh, no, I don't want
him to get away.

I want you to get as close
to him as you possibly can.

Are you seriously telling me
to keep seeing Rick?

Well, it's the
perfect opportunity.

He has no idea that you know
about his ties to the Colbys,

and I need to find out
what Jeff is up to.

Are you listening
to yourself?

Yes, I am.

Are you?

You did whatever it took
to protect your family.

Sam. What about
the rest of us?

So what if you have to take
advantage of a harmless crush?

Unless it isn't harmless.

I shouldn't be surprised.

I mean, you whored your son
out to the press.

Why not do the same
to your wife?

You may think that you can
buy everyone, Blake Carrington,

but I am sure as hell
not letting you

put a price tag on me.

Going somewhere?

Not anymore.

Good, because you're officially
in the clear.

Admiral Gerard Dinard
even sang my praises

to the press before taking Ted
to rehab in Indiana,

which means that my campaign
base has now broadened

to include the fine men and
women of the U.S. military.

Wait, the guy's name
is Gerard Dinard?

:
Yeah.

Just when you thought

that family couldn't get
any more screwed up.

What's that?
I mean, it's...

it's more Hall & Oates
than George Michael,

but I can get used to it.

Anyway, I just wanted
to give you...

this.

You got it back.

Well, not that I need it.

You said it yourself,
I have you now.

Sam...

after everything
I said about Ted,

I can't turn 180 and
suddenly be with you now.

I'm in the spotlight now, and
the more you're seen with me,

the bigger the chance
that someone'll uncover

your undocumented status.

That's not gonna be
an issue anymore.

Also, I...

I have a real chance
at winning...

of finally making
a difference,

of showing my dad that I can be
more than just his son.

But I have
to keep up the ruse

for that to happen.

I'm just so close
to succeeding at something, Sam.

Y-You have
to understand that.

* So go on, go on...

I do now.

You know, I...

have to hand it to Ted.

He got what he
wanted after all.

* Too high, too high

* Beat goes on, beat goes on

* Too high, too high.

(indistinct chatter
over television)

What the hell, Dad?

We are so close.

You might have just gone
and destroyed everything.

You've put my relationship
with Fallon in jeopardy,

a relationship I have been
working on for months.

You know, sometimes you make me
almost ashamed of being a Colby.

Then change your name.

I don't mind.

In fact, maybe you should
change it to Carrington.

Yeah, I see how
you look at her.

You're getting close
to that family, son.

While I was behind bars
for 11 years,

you were being showered
in scholarships, jobs,

a fiancée
by our very enemy.

You're gonna blink, son.

That is ridiculous.

I feel nothing but ice
for the Carringtons.

How can you?

How you tell it, Carrington
practically raised you.

He robbed me of being
a real father to you

for all these years.

But better late than never.

I'm gonna step up now,

starting with that
plan of yours.

What are you
talking about?

I have done all
of this for you.

A son should not have to pay
for his father's sins.

I was wrong to get you
twisted up in this war, my war.

But now the only way
to end it

is for me to end it myself.

You're done, Jeff.

I'm taking over.

Daddy's home.

I was wondering when
you were gonna get back.

What the hell were you doing
at Jeff Colby's house?

You had me followed?

I had Jeff followed.

You've been spending an awful
lot of time with that family.

Well, evidently,
spending time with them

is the only way for me to
learn the truth about mine,

like how you had an
affair with Jeff's mom?
Did Cecil tell you that?

And how you framed him
and locked him away.

Not long after that, your own
marriage started falling apart.

Did he also happen to mention
that he tried to kill me?

The man is unstable.

It all makes sense now.

This whole time
you made me think

that Mom was the whore that
destroyed your marriage

when really you
were the monster

who pushed her away.

You destroyed our family.

I was protecting
our family.

And I never slept
with Cecil's wife.

God.

I can't believe
I have been drowning in guilt

that I didn't listen to you...

...that I let Jeff
bug our server.

You what?

Back when I was trying
to help Cristal,

the actual whore
you married.

I screwed up,

but I was trying to fix it.

I even got engaged to Jeff

so that he
wouldn't suspect

that I was onto him.
Engaged?

The two of you
were dating?

Seriously?

That is what you care
about right now?

Screw you, Dad.

And screw the Colbys for
letting you rile them

into this ridiculous
family feud.

I am done with all of you.

Honey... you did screw up.

More than you know.

But you got us
into this mess deeper,

so now you're
gonna dig us out.

Don't tell me what to do.

I don't arrange my life

to suit the gospel according
to Blake Carrington.

Not anymore.
I am done with you.

And I'm done with Jeff.

No, you're not.

You're gonna marry
that son of a bitch.

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