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Previously on Dynasty... I'll be moving

-into La Mirage.
-Maybe you can get
adjoining suites

with Cristal
and her new boyfriend.

CRISTAL:
I suppose

I could take over
as your therapist.

But for PT only--

I'm not moving back in,
and we're not back together.

This divorce is going
to get very ugly.

I offered you this house

in our settlement
as a goodwill gesture.

But as long as we're still
married, I own half of it.

And I'm moving in
until this is settled.

[exhales]:
Ooh...

I am hitting the gym
when we get home.

Two weeks of eating like this,

isn't good for
the six-pack.
Well, I thought

the whole point
of being married

is that you don't have
to work out anymore.

Or we can turn this plane around
and go back to the Maldives

for Honeymoon: Part Deux.

As much as your sexy knowledge
of French tempts me,

we can't avoid reality forever.

-And for once, I don't want to.
-Because being
married to me

is the happiest
you've ever been?

Yes, that,

and because of this
national TV interview

with Meredith Prescott
that we're doing

as one of America's
newest power couples.

-You were serious about that?
-Liam,

we're in crisis.

Carrington Atlantic going under.

Blake losing the manor.

Our wedding
turning into a crime scene.

I need a platform
to shoot down these rumors

that the Carrington dynasty
is imploding.

Okay, but is it a problem
that these "rumors"

are actually true?

Yes. Confidence in
Fallon Unlimited is plummeting.

I had a wealth management group

ready to invest
eight figures,

and now they're afraid
to commit.

But once I show everyone
that I'm stronger than ever,

all will be well.

You told me it's an "at home
with the power couples" show,

so does that mean
that we can finally...

No, no, no, no, no.
We discussed this.

The manor is my home,
and now it is yours, too.

Did... we discuss it?

Well, I might have discussed it
for us.

Now, just eat your ice cream
before it melts.

MICHAEL:
You look great.

"Great" great,

or great for someone who
got stabbed by a psychopath?

-Ah, I'll go with both.
-Shocking,

'cause I haven't been
out of here in two weeks.

I'm losing my mind.

Tell me something exciting.

I do have some soccer news.

Do you not know
what the word "exciting" means?

The league named me
Owner of the Year.

Oh! Oh, I didn't think
you could pull it off,

but that is exciting!

Congratulations![laughs]

What's exciting?

Besides my girlfriend
hugging her ex.

Culhane was just named

the soccer league
Owner of the Year.

Congratulations.

It's a good
thing they voted

before last night's
Atlantix game, though.

Offense couldn't finish.

Defense was terrible
on the counter.

What? I was the team
doctor, remember?

Okay, then, Doctor,

what'd you think about
Victor Diaz's performance?

Wasn't his best showing.

All right, cut him some slack.

Maybe his knee is still hurt

from when those guys shattered
it at La Mirage last year.

His trainer would know
if he was hurt.

Unless Victor lied
to them about it.

Which is why we're gonna have
a little talk about things,

straighten this out.

[groans]

Classic Owner of the Year move
right there.

How did the rehab go
with Cristal this morning?

Which rehab?
Physical or marital?

I assumed they were
one and the same.

They are.
And they're both improving.

I may even

ask her to move back in.

Which would be fine
if you still owned the manor.

Not to mention
one or two other problems.

-Other problems like what?
-Cristal is aware

that you stole the foundation
money for her clinic.

And I've heard a rumor
that Father Caleb

has been visiting her often

at La Mirage.

Well, then I'm just gonna have
to up my game.

-Mm.
-Find another way to get
more time with her.

When I turn it on,
no one can resist that old...

Blake magic.

Check.

You know,
speaking of checking...

have you found
my long-lost friend yet?

Sadly, he remains hidden.

Eastern Europe is not small.

I need you to find him. Soon.

Well, I guess that one
goes down as a draw.

Fourth one in a row.

We really need to discuss
our grand entrance

for this interview.

I was thinking that maybe we... JEFF:
Oh, welcome back,

newlyweds.
It's good to have you home.

-I have so many questions.
-I only have one.

Why is there an office

set up in the foyer
of my house?

Yeah, that was mine.

Well, because I live here now.

Your mother

double-crossed me,

so I amended
our divorce settlement,

and I won't be moving out
-until she signs it.
-Well,

even if that made sense,
there are dozens of rooms

in this house that
you could set up in.

I mean, I literally
have an office

and a sewing room upstairs

-that I've never even seen.
-Well, I need to pressure
your mother.

That way she'll agree
to our divorce faster,
and I can go home.

Okay, putting the fact

that we are now living
in a sitcom aside,

Liam and I have an
important TV interview

that we are doing
from this very room...

[phone buzzing]...tomorrow,

so if you could just
move everything out of...

Sorry, hang on one sec.

Oh, I need to take this.

Something big is about
to go down in this office.

Not an office.

This is all insane,
especially when jet-lagged,

so I'll be asleep,
dreaming of the Maldives.

I lost my connection.

What happened to the Wi-Fi?

I was just playing
with my new toy.

It's called a Wi-Fi jammer.

Could that have ended your call?

I'm so sorry

for your loss...

of signal.

Welcome home, sweetheart.

I want to hear everything
about your trip.

I mean, clearly,

I've stepped
-into an alternate reality.
-Alexis,

you turn that thing off.

Happily.

Simply agree
to my new divorce terms,

including more cash
and restarting excavation

on the diamond mine.

Then you can move back
into your own mansion

with your own
private office

and close all the deals
that you want.

I'm not doing anything
until you agree to my terms.

[grunts]
Which include not a penny
for excavation.

Fine.

You win.

Really?

Yes. Here's
your signed deal.

[laughing]

Really? Alexis, stop.[whoops] Oh,

I just love it
-when it snows in Georgia.
-Stop. This is ridiculous.

Damn it, Alexis!

There's paragraph one... JEFF: Cut it out!

Oh, and here's
-paragraph two.
-Cut it out right now.

-Stop.
-Hey.

Hey, you...

are the head
of this family.

Do something. This can't be
going on during my interview.

I am absolutely
doing something.

I am moving out. Later.

What? No, no,
no, no, no.

You can't just leave.

Don't worry,
I'm sure it'll work out.

If it doesn't, don't call me.

You're ruining
my suit!

See you at Thanksgiving.

No.

♪

Anders.

Is everything okay?

Peachy. I just stopped by

to introduce your new neighbor.

You remember
Blake Carrington.

Hello, Cristal.

Does one of you want to explain
what's going on here?

I just moved out of the manor
and into La Mirage.

In fact, I haven't eaten yet.

Can I join you? I hear
the sea bass is excellent.

The chive
velouté sauce

has quite a kick.

I'm meeting someone.

But thank you.

No-no problem.

I'm not here to bother you,

I promise.
But, uh,

I'll be on the penthouse floor
if... if you want to bother me.

Yeah, I'll be
on the third floor,

junior suite, if you need me.

[sighs]
CALEB:
Hi.

Was that Blake
that I just saw leaving?

Yes, it was.

I'm guessing that

you didn't take the opportunity
to tell him about us.

I told you, I will tell him
once his PT is done,

-which will be soon.
-Mm.

He's actually moving in here.

What?
He has nowhere
to live.

And he said he's not here
to bother me.

Well, that's exactly
what someone

who is gonna bother you
would say.

He's manipulating you.

Listen.

You don't need to worry
about Blake.

I want to be with you.

I just... need a little time.

Open it.

[sighs]

Sam, you did not need
to do this.

Of course I did. It's our
two-week video chat anniversary.

Yeah, I don't think
that's a thing.

Look, I just wanted
to do something nice for you,

and something that would help us
feel more connected.

Okay.

Okay, that is a White Stilton
Gold Cheese from the UK,

with flecks of edible gold leaf.

And yeah, it's
pricey, but, again,

you're eating gold, so...

A-And it pairs really well
with that bottle

of Bordeaux
I had flown in from France.

And I know what you're thinking,
but don't worry.

I have a matching set.

[sighs]:
Look, Sam,

you really got to stop
sending me expensive gifts

every day-- it's kind of...

making me uncomfortable.

Maybe just, um,

just dial it back
a little bit, yeah?

No, I, uh, I hear you.

I can get a little carried away.

But this is the last one,

I promise.

Okay. Well, thank you.

I have to get back to you
in a second.

I have to call the,
uh, New Orleans zoo

to cancel something.

Completely unrelated
to this conversation.

LIAM: Why are you
so stressed out about this?

This interview is meant
to restore faith in my brand,

to show that international
wealth management group

that alles is gut
and Fallon Carrington

is a name to be trusted.

But it can't happen
if Jeff

and Alexis are fighting
to the death in the foyer.

Hey, well, have you thought
about moving the interview

to somewhere more stable?

Like the Titanic?

This interview is about
power couples in their homes,

so moving it
somewhere else

would be a sign of instability.

All right, so we can't move it,

but we... can't have it here?

No, we can have it here once
I get those two to work it out

like any normal couple divorcing
from a sham marriage.

[Ricky Ricardo speaks
indistinctly on TV]

LUCY:
-Never mind that.
-Oh...

it's Lucy.

Just stay right over there.
That's your line.

You can't come over here
without a passport.

Everything is so much easier
in sitcoms.

A half hour,
and all your problems disappear.

♪

Honey, I'm home.

ALEXIS:
Hi, darling.

I'm just getting
to my light dusting.

Whoa. What's that on your neck?

Jewelry. Which you'd know
if you ever bought me a present.

[audience laughter]

How much did that
little trinket cost?

Whatever they charged
your credit card.

[audience laughter]

It's part of our
deal, remember?

If you're going to be a slob,
I get to buy whatever I want.

Well, I don't remember
signing that deal.

It's probably underneath
all that mess over there.

Oh, it's not a mess.

I know exactly where
everything is.

So do I.

On the floor.

[audience laughter]

Ah. Sorry we're late.[audience cheers, applauds]

This one couldn't get
off the phone with his mother.

Why do you hate my mother?

Yeah, I know.
-Dumb question.
-Oh.

What happened here?

Did a tornado blow through and
touch down in your living room?

No. My husband's just
decided to live in filth.

No, your husband can
live however he wants.

A man's home is his manor.

Hey, now, hold on a sec.

I might not be Alfred Einstein,

but I think
I can solve this problem.

That's your clean side
over there.

This is Jeff's messy side
over here.

All you have to do
is stay on your own sides.

Problem solved.

Oh. Finally, some
peace in here.

Oh, speaking of peace,
I could go for a piece

of that famous
Colby Coconut Cream Pie

-you sell at the club.
-Now you're talking, neighbor.
It's in the kitchen.

Uh-uh-uh. Kitchen is
on my side, darling.

The beluga-albino caviar

you special ordered
from the Caspian Sea.

Well, it took you
long enough.

Next time, I'll
travel there myself

and pack it by hand.

-Hmm.
-JEFF:
Oh,

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

The caviar's on my side.

Enjoy those empty plates.

Enjoy eating
with your hands.

While you two may
be at a stalemate,

somebody should eat those
little fish eggs. You hungry,

big boy?

A little champagne?

[chuckles]
A lot of champagne.

Hmm.

Mother, the red zones are yours.

Jeff, you are the green.[sighs]

Just stay in your zones,
and all will be well.

You expect me
to be confined to a zone

like some sort of grazing cow?

If the grass fits...
[chuckles softly]

What's up
with these yellow zones?

Shared zones.

So, each of you
will get a schedule

with predetermined

time slots for those.

Strictly off-limits
during my interview.

So I can't go certain places
in my own house?

-Our house.
-FALLON:
Look,

I just need
a temporary cease-fire,

okay?

So, just please try

to leave each other alone
for 24 hours,

and it'll be great for everyone.

Or we could sit down

and work it out right now.
You want to do that?

No, I didn't think so.

So, go to your zones
and stay there.

Can my red zone be
more of a burgundy?

It feels richer.

Go!

VAL:
So,

Meredith is just gonna ask you
some basic questions.

Who does what
in the relationship,

how you attack
the world together.

Just that sort of thing.

And where do you
want to do the actual interview?

Oh, Liam and I are planning

on descending the
staircase together,

taking a quick tour
of the grounds

and then winding up here,
actually,

-for the interview.
-Perfect.

And your home is magnificent.

Calm, too. Meredith likes calm.

Well, I insist upon calm.

Calmly, you know.
[chuckles]
Yeah.

[drone buzzing]
What?

-What's that?
-What's what?

Oh.

Uh... Well, we
sometimes use drones

in the manor to complete
basic tasks. You know.

It provides
a sense of tranquility,

don't you think?

Uh,

-is that normal?
-Uh...

ALEXIS:
How dare you

incinerate my proposal?

How dare you even make

that proposal?

Okay.

Red and green zones only!

There is no parking
in the yellow zone.

You still haven't
settled this?

Who the hell is that?

DOMINIQUE:
Dominique Deveraux.

-Charmed.
-Crazy woman.

DOMINIQUE:
You're behaving

like a child, Jeff.

You need to forgive
my mild duplicity

and move on so we can all
get rich off our diamonds.

Hmm.[Fallon chuckles]

Can nobody read a grid?

Is everybody colorblind?

Why are you being
so difficult?

I didn't raise you
like this.

This doesn't concern you, okay?[gasps]

And I don't remember
you raising me at all.

Just sign the papers, Jeff.

No. You sign them. You sign them!

No, you sign them!

Oh, so, this isn't gonna work.

I can't subject Meredith
to this sort of atmosphere.

No, no, no, no, no.
This is not the atmosphere.

This is a glitch
in the atmosphere.

Sorry. The interview's off.

Mother.

Stepfather.

Stepgrandmother.

I just want

to personally thank
all of you

for ruining everything.

[gasps]

Hey, there he is.

Now, see? Isn't this
so much better?

Just the two of us talking.

You don't have
to tell me twice.

You don't want me
sending you packages,

I'm not
sending you packages.

I didn't mean to
sound ungrateful.

It's just
that we're both so busy,

I-I didn't want to spend
our time online

opening presents.

Of course not.

[chuckles]
Which is why today's present

is appearing from home.

What do you mean?

Say hello to Brian Littrell.

[laughs]
What's up, Sam?

And you must be Ryan.
It's nice to meet you.

Can someone explain
what's happening here?

Well, uh, video calls
can get a little stale,

and I wanted
to keep things fresh,

so I hired Brian
to do a few songs

for us. I've been a huge fan

since the Backstreet Boys days.

Okay, Bri. Let's do it.

♪ You are my fire

♪ The one [mouthing along]

♪ Desire

♪ Believe

♪ When I say

♪ I want it that way

♪ Tell me why

♪ Ain't nothing
but a heartache ♪

♪ Tell me why Um, I-I just realized

how late it is.
I-I got to bounce.♪ Ain't nothing but...

Wait, what?

[exhales]

Uh, n-now what?

Well, keep singing.

I paid a lot of money
for three songs.

Well, don't you think
that's a little awkward?

Do you really think it can get
more awkward than this?

Good point.

♪ Tell me why

♪ Ain't nothing
but a heartache. ♪

ADAM:
So, why am I here?

[game playing on TV]

[TV mutes]
I brought Victor
in this morning

to see if I could
get him to sit out

a few games to
rest his knee.

He admit that it was hurting
the last few games

but says it's fine now.

Well, you got
to admire his fortitude.

I don't think
he's telling the truth.

Do me a favor.
Watch him from the other night.

ANNOUNCER:
...his, uh, injury,
but they don't...

Does it look like his
knee is bothering him?

The more I watch,
-the less I'm buying it.
-What,

because he's outrunning
every player

on both teams like a gazelle?

Yeah, he looks perfectly fit.

I think he's lying to you.

[sighs]
Probably to make

an excuse for having a bad game.

That's the problem.
This is the third game in a row

that he's done fine
in the first half

and missed easy chances

in the second.[sighs]
Hmm.

I got a bad feeling

he's involved
with dangerous people again.

Maybe even throwing games.

I may have to go
to the commissioner.

Look, that's a big swing

and a serious charge
you're making.

You better be right,

and you better have proof,

or the commissioner's
gonna be looking

for a new Owner of the Year.

What do you want? I got my own
problems going on right now.

Which I am totally willing
to listen to.

Okay. Well, Ryan and I
had a really bad FaceTime.

I didn't mean now.

Look, my interview

was canceled, and I need
your help to uncancel it.

Really? Well,
I don't feel like going

on some crazy escapade
tonight, so...

Oh, come on. Can you imagine

if Ethel had said that to Lucy?

Okay. Fine. I'll do it.

But only if I can be Lucy.

You can be Lucy.

Meet me downstairs
in two minutes. Ethel.

LIAM:
Personally,

I think the interview getting
canceled is a great thing.

I mean, yeah, sure, it may
cost you a sizable investment.

Oh, it will cost me
a sizable investment.

Yeah, but your company
will survive.

You don't know that.
And I can't have

my family
dragging me down again.

But you don't need to worry
about that.

You can just sit here
and look pretty.

I will fix this. Fred.

-Ricky?
-There we go.

[clears throat]

Okay, you are on watch duty.

You know what she
-looks like, right?
-Yeah.

Okay. So, just say the code word
if you see her coming.

-Anything?
-Well, I just started,

and I haven't found anything
that's labeled

"stuff to blackmail Val with"
yet, so no.

Rude. And this is Val's office,

so it would be labeled
"stuff to blackmail me with."

Cocoa Puffs.

Cocoa Puffs. She's...

She's... Um,

can I help you with something?[clattering]

Hey. You must be Val.

I'm Sam,
Fallon Carrington's friend.

And, uh,
I'm actually here to help you.

Oh, really?

Yes. I think you should give her

a second chance
for the interview.

And you came all this way
just to tell me that?

How did you even know
where I work?

Oh, Fallon told me.

That's how excited she is
to be doing this.

Uh, look,

I would consider it
a personal favor

even though we don't know
each other, but, uh,

we can get to know each other.

If you know what I mean.

Yeah, I-I don't think so.

You know, I thought
I was gonna eat this,

but I'm not that hungry.

Oh. Uh, so,

can I walk you out?

Sure. And tell your friend
in the trash can

that I'll see her tomorrow.

Really?

How did you know
I was in here?

I saw you two walking in

when I was getting into my car
and figured

something was up.
If you're gonna go

to this much trouble
just for an interview,

you must be crazy.

[sighs]

And crazy makes good TV.

Well, that is great.

I guess, um,
I guess I'll see you tomorrow.

You might want
to clean up those noodles

-before then.
-Yeah.

You said Cocoa Puffs.

The code word was Cheerios.

Really?

Oh, I had Cocoa Puffs
for breakfast.

Oh, you did?

Did the, uh,
milk get all chocolaty?

-Yeah.
-No!

Please help me out of here.

I'm a literal garbage person.

[indistinct chatter]

I'm not sure I can handle eating
breakfast at such a small table.

Just pretend that all
the tables are yours.

And all
the food.

Oh.

That does help a little.

I have good news.

I've found
your long-lost friend.

Oh, fantastic.

What condition is he in?

-Pristine.
-Thank God.

You know,
that Chagall's worth 11 mil.

Well, the gentleman
that you loaned it to

apologizes for the delay
in getting it back to you.

He had to go underground while
sponsoring a regime change...

I'm glad that he could use it
as collateral,

though don't tell me what for.

Plausible deniability.

Now you can sell it,
get back on your feet

and to a table worthy
of your stature.

Oh, the big table
will happen.

But I have more urgent plans
for that money.

[chuckles softly]

So,

how's your phone sex thing

with Ryan going?

I think yesterday you said
something about a problem?

First of all,
it's more than just phone sex.

And, yes,

it's on hold for the moment.

We haven't spoken since
our Brian Littrell incident.

I'm sorry,

there was
a Brian Littrell incident?

Let me guess,
he wanted it that way.

Ha-ha.

But you wouldn't quit
playing games with his heart,

so he said, "Bye bye bye."

One, not funny.

-Fine.
-And, two, that's NSYNC.

-Oh.
-And, yes, I hired
my favorite Backstreet Boy

and first crush to give a
concert in our video chat,

but Ryan bailed before
he even hit the chorus.

Maybe he doesn't
like Brian Littrell?

Which would be weird.

Yeah. Or maybe he thinks
it's weird

that you're throwing concerts
over FaceTime

instead of having an actual
conversation. Because I do.

Well, I'm doing everything
that I can

to show him how into this I am,

and he clearly
doesn't appreciate it.

I mean, anyone can just look
at each other

over a computer screen.

Well, I think
you need to look at yourself.

Okay? Because Ryan
could listen to music anytime.

To be honest, he'd
probably rather hear you sing

than Brian Littrell.

Well, I do have
the voice of an angel.

Interesting.
[exhales] Thank you.

Sure.

[sighs]
-Hey.
-Hey.

Hi.

[groans]

I need five minutes
to decompress.

Mm. Who is it, Alexis or Jeff?

Neither. My mother won't stop
e-mailing me listings of houses

in Buckhead, all within
broom-flying distance

of her house.

Mm.

Well, maybe it's time.

Really?

Are you serious?

Oh, what, time to move out?

No, no. To change your e-mail.

[exhales]

Like this house is any better?

Unless you solved World War III.

-Yeah.
-RICKY: If they're not speaking
to each other,

how did you get 'em
to come here for dinner?

Neither one knows
that the other one is coming.

RICKY:
Oh.

That should be interesting.[knocking]

LUCY:
There's one
of the lovebirds now.

RICKY:
Yeah, before the evening
is over,

there'll be feathers
flying all over the place.

Now that the
interview is back on,

I am open to ideas.

Maybe I've been thinking
about it all wrong.

Gee, thanks
for setting me up, pal.

You're the best.

I haven't had a date
since my heart attack.

You got to stop
saying that.

Getting your heart broken's
not the same thing

as a heart attack.

Shouldn't you know that?

You're a doctor.

Kinda.

[audience laughter]

Sue me. I'm romantic.

I think it's
pronounced "pathetic."

[laughter]

Oh! You are going
to fall for him.

I mean, I personally don't
find him attractive,

but we have
different taste in men.

Good versus bad.

What if I'm not
ready to date again?

Well, I wish
you'd mentioned that

before I took my curlers out,
threw a girdle on

and ironed my dress,
but that's okay.

[laughter]

Listen, sweetie,

I know that you might feel
like you're not ready

to date again,
but, trust me,

I am ready
for you to date again.

And that's really
all that matters anyway.

[laughter]

Oh! Come on.

He's waiting
down there somewhere.

Okay, well, don't
go too far away.

Oh, no, no.
I'll be right here,

climbing into a bottle of gin.

[clears throat]

[gasps]

Adam?

Kirby?

Well, we'll just
leave you two alone.

But I will
take that.

[laughter]

They think they're so smart.

I know.

Why is that again?

Because they tricked us.

Into showing up at
the same place at the same time

for a blind date
with each other.

Right, right.

Is that why Fallon
told me to dress

the same as I did
for our first date?

I thought it was
because I looked nice.

Well, you do.

So maybe this isn't such
a bad thing after all.

That was a...
pretty good night.

Roses for your lady?

No, thanks.
We're allergic.

[laughter]

Earrings for your lady?

On the house.

I know I said
I'd leave you alone,

but how's it going?

Are you guys back together?

Did the secret plan work?

Ew!

I mean, good for you two,
but...

ew.

[laughter, applause]

[door creaking]

-Well?
-Well, what?

Fallon said you were ready
to talk settlement.

What?

She said the same thing
to me about you.

[groans] That
duplicitous little...

Watch your mouth, Mother.

I don't want to have
to give you a time-out.

What the hell
are you doing?

My interview is imminent,
and I need

the two of you
out of the way.

So I'm not letting you out
until you sign divorce papers--

I don't care whose--
and go your separate ways.

[exhales]

-Okay.
-Fallon,

do not lock us
in here! Th...

[door opens][sighs]

[sighs]
Thank you.

You'll need these.

Fallon.

Fallon! Fallon!

[lock clicks]

♪

[indistinct chatter]

-Kirby?
-Oh, my God.

Victor.

Hi!
Okay.

[chuckles]

Um, what are you doing here?

I'm meeting someone,
but I don't see him yet.

Want to have a drink with me?

Of course. I just need
to finish something up first,

but I'll meet you at the bar.

Yeah.

[sighs]

I would make an awesome thief.

Indeed.

So, I'll be
in the back.

I just need five minutes
to copy the data from his phone,

see if there's
any evidence of gambling.

But he cannot see me
before that.

So keep him entertained.

Yeah.

I'm awesome at that, too.

[exhales]

So...

it has been a minute, handsome.

I was actually hoping
to run into you here.

[chuckles]
And now here you are.

Stop teasing me.

I'm not.

Kirby.

Who's this?

Uh... this is

Victor Diaz.
He plays for the Atlantix.

And you knowhim how?

We're just... old friends.

Yeah, you know
how that goes.

Right, well, I'm
with Kirby now,

so maybe you should keep
your eyes off her ass

and put them
somewhere else.

Excuse me?

[chuckles]: Just kidding.

I'm actually a big fan.

I was the team doctor
before you came.

Can I get you a drink?

Yeah?

Let's have a drink.

You know, I should be upset

that we're going
-after J.
-Lo and A-Rod,

but I've decided to spin it

that they are
the warm-up power couple

and we are the main course.

How's that spin working?

Not great.
Have you seen her abs?

Well, you're gonna do great.

And you... look dazzling.

Oh, thank you.

You look...

Do I have time to change
everything you're wearing?

No, I don't.

You look great, too.

Have you seen Jeff?

No, I haven't.

But if I do, I'll be sure
to tell him you forgot to knock.

Mm. I want to show him
this mock-up

of a mother-son brand
I came up with

for when the diamond mine opens.

I call us

"Colbys in Ice."

Hopefully Jeff

will love it so much he'll want

to start digging tonight.

What do you think?

I think he'll probably have
some very strong feelings

about it.
But, again,

I don't know
where he is, so...

It's an absolute miracle
that you, me and Jeff

turned out as well as we did
with egomaniacal mothers

who act like children.

Mm, they should start
a club.

Or we should start
a support group.

So, our last game to qualify for
the World Cup is in three hours.

We're two hours from the
stadium, hungover, no money,

no phones and a car with no
doors that only goes in reverse.

[laughing]

Where's my phone?

I can't find my phone.

Uh, maybe you dropped it
when you were walking in.

Deep breaths.
It's just a phone.

My entire life is on that thing.

I just can't have
some stranger find it.

-Well, let's go outside and look.
-Yeah.

Wait, I-I have a
find-my-phone app on here.

[beeping]

[chimes][exhales] Thank God.
It says it's somewhere in here.

[muttering]

Wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait!

It-it looks like you're limping.

Is everything okay?
Can I check it out?

We don't want you hobbling
during the playoffs.

Yeah, is it your knee?

You know, from when they...
[clicks tongue]

I-I'm fine. And I really
don't need you to examine me.

Wait!

Hey. You.

I've been looking
all over for you.

Guess you dropped
your phone.

[exhales, inhales]

Shall we finish
that exam?

Don't touch me, bro.

I'll be over there
when you want to talk.

Bye, Victor!

Did you get the proof?

I did. And it looks
like this gambling thing

is much bigger than I expected.

I'm glad you called. I've
been wanting to talk to you.

I wanted to talk to you about
something important as well.

But then I found out the
clinic just got a cash gift

from an anonymous
donor to keep it open.

Really? That's great news.

For someone so good at lying,
you're a terrible actor.

I know it was you.

Well, you weren't supposed
to find out,

but since you did,
you're welcome.

For repaying the money you stole
from the clinic

in the first place?

-How generous.
-Excuse me?

You're doing the same thing
you always do, Blake--

throwing money at your problems
instead of owning them.

I'm currently homeless.

I'm relying on the generosity

of my late wife's nephew
to keep a roof

over my head.
I can use that money.

I think that's a little harsh.

Harsh?

I called your original physical
therapist to get your records

from her, and
after I questioned

her professionalism,
she confessed

that you paid her to do
a bad job in order to trick me.

Mm, I should've paid her
to keep her mouth shut.

I am so sick
of your manipulations, Blake.

And I am leaving you...
for good.

For the priest

that you were supposedly
never gonna see again?

You know about that?

-Yeah.
-Well, Caleb is a good man.

An honest man.

And he makes me happy.

So that's
why I came

up here--
to say goodbye.

If this was about my feelings,

I would never stop
fighting for you.

Ever.

But this is about your feelings,

so I'll honor your wishes,
and I will leave you alone.

As much as I hate it.

Thank you.

That's the most selfless thing
I've seen you do.

[door opens, closes]

Do you not understand
how to negotiate?

You can't just
keep going up.

That's called
the Alexis way of negotiating.

Seems like most things
only work the Alexis way.

Negotiating, drinking, foreplay.

Well, I never
heard you complain.

[both laugh]

How did we get here?

I think
your daughter locked us in.

[laughs]

I don't know, but...

maybe we can work this out?

[door opens]

I locked you in here

with the wrong mother.

Fallon...

I want you to know...

Hush, woman.

I realized that if Dominique
hadn't betrayed you again,

you wouldn't have been
so hell-bent on revenge.

That does make
some sense, but...

No "buts." Go deal
with your insane mom,

agree to a settlement with mine,
and then get out of this house,

because I know
you can't stand it here.

This place does
make people do crazy things.

So, how do we celebrate
our new, unbreakable alliance?

By not pretending that
we have one, because we don't.

Excuse me.
Where is this coming from?

Take your pick.

Ruining my wedding,
ruining Blake's life,

destroying the manor
and the Carrington dynasty.

I mean, you got your wish,

Mother.

You've driven everyone away.

I think what you need is
some time alone

without all the chaos.

I agree, which is exactly why

I am moving out of the manor.

First thing tomorrow.

But I did all of this for you.

No. No, you didn't.
You did this for you.

So, hopefully,
everything works out.

But if it doesn't...

...don't call me.

[door closes]

Sam, I'm surprised
to hear from you,

especially without your backup singers.

I deserve that.

Look, I don't like

that we haven't spoken
since our Brian Littrell call.

Yeah. Me, neither.

And I'm sorry about that.

So... goodbye.

Sam?

Are you... are you there?

[phone buzzes]
Sam?

Pick up the phone!

Hello?

Look, I know
I went a little crazy

with the gifts
and... the Backstreet Boy.

[laughs softly]

I think
I was just afraid that...

just me on a screen
wouldn't be enough

to keep you interested.

But I think
that what you're looking for,

or what I hope
you're looking for, is just me.

Of course that's what I want.

Sam, that's all I wanted,
just to... talk.

Well, here I am.

So let's just shut off
our screens and do that.

Okay.

[dishware clinking,
footsteps approaching]

We need to talk.

Is it about
the Colbys in Ice design?

I guess
I could make you more prominent.

As usual, I have no idea
what you're talking about.

But Alexis and I

have agreed
to a divorce settlement,

and I'm moving back home.

Thank God!

Not that you're leaving,
just that you've made peace.

It's always healthier to release
anger than to hold on to it.

Then this is gonna
feel super healthy.

Because I wasn't angry
at Alexis.

I was mad at you...

Hmm.

...for choosing her
over your own son.

I can see how
it would look that way,

but sweetheart, I was cornered.

No, it's a pattern with you.

Your obsession with
the Carringtons has always come

at the expense
of your own family.

These mineral
rights have shown

that you're more connected
to generations of their greed

than to me, Monica
or even Vanessa.

[laughs]
That's hilarious,
coming from you.

What's that supposed to mean?

You have spent years

trying to destroy Blake.

You fake

married his daughter, and then,

you actually married
his ex-wife.

And you say

I'm obsessed
with the Carringtons?

They may be
a greedy family,

but those diamonds... are mine.

You're right.

I was obsessed,

but I'm done now.

And I'm done fighting you
on this excavation.

One of us has

to be the adult here, and
it's clearly not gonna be you.

So I'm giving Alexis the money
she needs, and I'm out of this.

Good luck being
a wealthy Carrington.

It's worked so well
for the rest of them.

Well, you're finally
getting your wish.

Mm, private
Jefferson Starship concert?

No. We're moving out.

And getting far away
from my mother.

I... am going to tell
the 20 million people

watching our interview, plus
a certain investment group,

that the Fallon Unlimited
brand is thriving,

and that I

officially have nothing to do

with the Carrington dynasty
madness

anymore. Done.

Okay.

Well, your mouth
is saying "okay,"

but your face
is saying "no-kay."

I know you, Fallon.

We can move
10,000 miles away,

but you'll still be connected
to this family.

Your mother
behaving

like a child-- that's on her.

But you being the mature one--

that's on you.

Moving away
won't solve anything.

Why couldn't I have married
beautiful but dumb?

Deputy Commissioner Dawkins,
thanks for joining me.

Oh, how can I help
our esteemed Owner of the Year?

I'm afraid it's
not good news.

I have found evidence
of a gambling ring

involving multiple
players in our league.

That's unfortunate.

Well, what's unfortunate is,
from what I can tell,

you are the ringleader.

So, here's
how I see it.

You've got two options.

We can go to the press together,

and you can
come clean,

or you can deny it,

and I can go
to the press alone.

You know,
there's a third option,

where you just keep
your mouth shut about this.

And why would I choose
that option?

'Cause I heard that
you've been sniffing around,

and if you say anything
about this,

multiple players
will testify that

you are the ringleader.

Not a good look for our first

African-American
Owner of the Year.

Option number three sounds
pretty good now, doesn't it?

Well, I see
it didn't take you long

to mark your territory.

Please tell me
I'm not standing in urine.

Cute. And gross.

Does this mean
you've come to your senses?

Let me guess.

You want me by your side
at the interview.

I have come to my senses.

So I am going
to give you a little preview

of what I'll be
telling the world.

That rumors of the
Carrington dynasty crumbling

are wildly exaggerated.

Are they?

I think it already has crumbled.

In fact, I will be taking over

as head of the dynasty.

And I will be doing so
right here, in Carrington Manor,

in this office,
so get your ass up and out.

Ooh. I love to see you
all revved up.

And staying in my house.

Oh, about that.

About what?

I am currently in the process

of purchasing all
of the land holding access roads

that surround the manor.

So while you may
own the house,

and Dominique owns
the mineral rights,

I'll own the access to them.

Meaning?

Meaning, if you act
like a child again,

the only diamonds
you'll ever see are

when you're playing
Texas Hold'em.

I...

have been
the collateral damage

from my family's poor choices
my entire life,

but that ends now.

Forgive me, Father.
I'm about to sin.

Excuse me?

Not gonna make a scene.

That would be sacrilegious.

What are you doing here, Blake?

Let me make
my confession clear.

I have a very dangerous Albanian
friend who owes me a favor,

and that favor
will be to make

your life hell on earth

if you don't disappear
from Cristal's life.

You think I'm afraid of you?

I really don't care.
But if you want to be stubborn

and don't go away,

when I come back,

you can bet it's not gonna be
for forgiveness.