All language subtitles for Revenge - 1x11 - Duress.HDTV.en

Previously on "Revenge"...

Daddy!

(Emily) When I was a child,

my father was framed for
a crime he didn't commit.

Daddy!
Amanda!

Daniel, this is Amanda Clarke.

She's back in town after
all this time. Strange, right?

The only reason that Nolan
invested with your father

is because Tyler's
blackmailing him.

The Graysons are incredibly
powerful, your honor.

I was intimidated into helping
them frame David Clarke.

I've hired a lawyer,
Daniel. It might get ugly.

As far as I'm concerned,

whatever you want
in this divorce is yours.

You do not want
to play games with me.

(Beethoven's "moonlight sonata"
playing)

(Emily) Defense lawyers
use the term "duress"

to describe the use of force,

coercion,
or psychological pressure

exerted on a client
in the commission of a crime.

When duress is applied
to the emotionally unstable,

the result can be as violent
as it is unpredictable.

You know how I like everything.

I missed you last night.

Yeah, me, too.

Any update on Tyler?

No. He never came home
last night.

How's your mom holding up?

Oh, she's all right,
considering the circumstances.

She's past the initial shock
of the divorce papers

and now she's
redirecting her energies

into planning
my birthday party.

And that's a bad thing?
(Slurps)

For my 21st, she hired the cast
of cirque du soleil to perform.

Subtlety is not her strong suit

when it comes to parties.

Well, why don't we do
something low-key?

Maybe a clambake on the beach?

Sounds perfect.

I'll call my mom,
tell her it was my idea.

Mm. And I'll make sure
she feels included.

(Knock on door)

(Conrad) Hello?

(Door opens)
Daniel.

What are you doing here?
(Door closes)

I'm on my way to sit down

with your mother
and our lawyers,

and I was hoping that you
and I could have a chat first.

You know what?
I was just about to leave.

Um...
(Sets coffee cup down)

Call me later?

Okay.

Mr. Grayson.

(Door opens)

What do you want me to say, dad?
(Door closes)

Nothing.

I'm just asking you to listen.

I've got enough people
hating me, son.

I don't want to add you
to the list.

You and Charlotte,

you're everything to me.

I'm not asking you to
take sides against your mother

or even agree with my actions.

Just don't cut me out,

not completely.

Okay, what about Tyler?

Clearly, he was just
using me to get to you,

but you still hired him.

Admittedly, it was...
It was a mistake.

I wasn't thinking clearly.

Consider him gone.

Well, then consider me
back on board.

I'll see you at the office.

(Door opens)

(Door closes)

(Phone rings)

(Line clicks)

Mom.
Daniel.

You left without saying
good-bye this morning.

I wanted to let you rest.

I'm sure it was another sleepless night.
Well, actually,

it was very comforting,
having you here last night.

Listen, I just spoke to dad.

As far as he's concerned,
we've patched things up.

As far as I'm concerned,
I'm positioned to get you

whatever information you need
to help you

with your divorce.

Thank you, darling.

Tyler ever come home?

No, but I agree,

he's overstayed his welcome.

I'm going to ask him
to move out when he returns.

Have you given any thought

about how you want
to celebrate your birthday?

Yeah, I wanted
to keep it simple,

so Emily's gonna throw
a clambake on the beach,

just family
and one or two friends.

Whatever you want, darling.

You know

I'm gonna have to invite dad.

Well, it's all
for the greater good.

I'll check in with you
in a bit.

(Beeps)
Morning, Victoria.

I thought we could spend
some time going over concepts

for Daniel's
birthday celebration.

Clambake.

I beg your pardon?

Daniel wants a clambake.

Please call Emily and see
if you can lend her

your severely overqualified
hand.

Of course.

Apparently, when you have
a fight with a friend...

You're supposed to apologize.

Word of advice...
Leave the joke cracking to me.

You suck at it.

And the apologizing,
how am I doing there?

I'm no expert,

but I think an apology
involves the words "I'm sorry"?

I actively taught myself
not to trust people.

What happened with you
and Tyler caught me off guard,

but I do believe you never
set out to sabotage me.

No, on the contrary.

All I ever set out to do
was to help you

and your dad.

you were right about Tyler.

I'm a terrible judge
of character.

We all have our weaknesses.

Tyler is just really good
at exploiting them.

Yeah, now he's got
all the ammo he needs.

He stole my whale cam.

With all the video files in it?

Including everything
that happened to Lydia,

and now he's got all
the physical evidence he needs

to extort Conrad...

Or, if we play it right,

all the rope necessary
to hang himself.

Believe it or not,
this could be good news.

Blackmail...

It isn't just
for breakfast anymore.

Speaking of which...
(Sighs)

How's Amanda?

Hopefully not long
for this part of the world.

I made sure Victoria
found out she's in town.

Devious.

First things first.

We need to find out
where Tyler is.

Covered.

(Tablet beeping)
That red dot

is the gps from his cell.

So where is he?

I'm guessing the Grayson's block
of business suites.

Will you let me know
where to find it

when he's back on the air?

You still haven't said
you're sorry.

I'm sorry.

Conrad can have it.

Why? You just spent
half a million redecorating it.

The chalet in Aspen.

I despise the cold.

The house on fisher island.

Uh, rather than wasting
more time here,

let me make this simple.

My client is willing
to give up her rights to

every piece of property
except Grayson manor.

Because your client knows
that this property's worth more

than all the other properties
combined.

And as for the art, all she's
asking for is the Renoir,

the Pollock,
and the Henry Moores.

And the Kandinsky.

Well, what about the De Kooning
I bought you for your 40th,

the one you said
you couldn't live without?

Well, like so many things,
it hasn't aged well.

Against my advice, Ms. Grayson
is being more than fair here.

In addition to her share
of the finances,

all she's asking for
is one house,

a few pieces of art,

and, of course, Charlotte.

Mr. Grayson is seeking
sole custody.

That's out of the question.

Charlotte came to live
with me of her own volition.

I'm just trying
to honor that choice.

The only thing you've
ever honored is your own ego.

You've been on a campaign
to alienate her from me

for years.

Charlotte needed
no provocation.

Victoria was recently
caught on camera

confessing that she'd wished our
daughter had never been born.

You're reprehensible.

Why don't we table this
for now?

(Woman) I concur.

I took the liberty of glancing
through the prenup

that Victoria signed
back in '86.

We'll be using this
as the basis

for any financial discussions
going forward.

Actually, Barbara, we won't.

See, Victoria was pregnant
when she signed the prenup,

which by any court's definition
would qualify as duress.

Therefore, she's entitled to
a full 50%

of all assets accrued
during the marriage.

Duress?

Marrying me was the best thing

that ever happened
to that woman.

(Ryan) We'll see you
in mediation.

(Folder thuds closed)

How the hell
did you get in here?

Tricks of the trade, my friend.

Listen,
I gave some more thought

to the terms of
our arrangement, conny,

and I decided that
I'm no longer interested

in working for your
crappy little hedge fund.

Well, good,

because I never really took

your petty little threats
seriously.

What you claim to have
is a copy

of the delusional ramblings
of a suicidal socialite.

And if that printout
even exists,

there's no more validity
to the accusations now

than there was 18 years ago.

What I have is a video

of your murdered henchman,
Frank Stevens,

tossing said socialite
off a building,

not to mention
an incriminating conversation

between you and your...

Whore

about your complicity
in framing David Clarke.

And I'm assuming you have
this video with you.

Oh, I wouldn't be
that reckless.

No. We have some negotiating
to do first.

Now... why don't you
make me your best offer?

And I'll see what I can do
about keeping that recording

out of the hands
of federal prosecutors.

You really are son of a bitch,
aren't you?

Yes.

It does appear
that you despicable people

are starting to rub off on me.

www.addic7ed.com

it's not surprising that,
after this initial meeting,

Conrad has no intention

of simply handing over
what we're asking for.

I think you should be prepared
for this to proceed to trial.

No. We'll handle
this matter privately.

Then you may want to consider
what you're willing to give up

to avoid that eventuality.

(Scoffs) I've already
given up far too much.

Well, I'm afraid you can't
have it both ways.

If talks break down
in mediation,

our best chance
at defeating Conrad will be

to expose his infidelities
in open court.

This is a point you've made
abundantly clear.

There are other considerations.

What,

Charlotte and Daniel?

That's exactly what opposing
counsel is counting on...

Your maternal instincts working
against your self-interest.

You're playing
right into their hands.

There's more than one way
to lose a child in a divorce.

(Sighs)

You're not gonna lose anything.

I happen to be quite good
at what I do, Victoria,

but I can't do anything
unless you start trusting me.

You said you were willing
to get your hands dirty.

Well, that time
is fast approaching.

My hands are already dirty.

That prenup I signed
before we were married?

I lied.

I wasn't really pregnant
when I signed it.

The contract is valid.

(Clock ticking)

And as far as Conrad knows?

I miscarried at ten weeks.

That's exactly
the kinds of secrets

you agreed not to keep from me.

(Doorbell rings)

I'll call you later in the day.

(Door opens)

I want to know why you dropped
my father's appeal.

I'm sorry, Ms. Clarke,

that's privileged information.

Not anymore.
I don't know if you heard,

but my father
was murdered in prison.

And as far as I'm concerned,
you're just as guilty

as the man
who stabbed him to death.

(Sighs)

What is that?

Every bit of evidence
you could've used

to prove his innocence.

They got to you, didn't they?

Victoria.

If you're looking for Daniel,
I thought he was with you.

No. Actually,
I was looking for you.

I was hoping you could
help me find a photo

that the photographer took
of me and Daniel

on the bow of the yacht
at your memorial day party.

It's our first picture
that we took together,

and, um, well, I'm making
a summer scrapbook

for his birthday.

Aren't you inventive?

Well, what do you get the guy
who has everything, right?

And Daniel really wanted
to keep it simple, so...

Well, it doesn't get
much simpler than a clambake.

I'll have Ashley dig up
the event photographer's number.

That's assuming
that she's not too busy

helping out
with Daniel's party.

Actually, she's recruited
some oheher own help for that...

Jack Porter and Amanda Clarke.

Oh?

Amanda is the little girl

who lived in my cottage
back in the early '90s.

Daniel tells me that her father
worked for Conrad's company

before he...

Yes, it was a horrible time.

Do you remember Amanda at all?

Vaguely.

Poor dear.

(Clock continues ticking)

Well, if it isn't too awkward,

I was thinking
of inviting them to stay

after the party set up.

Jack's become
a very good friend,

and, well, Amanda looks like
she could use one, so...

Well, it sounds as if
your mind is already made up.

I'm certainly not going
to get in your way.

Do you mind if I grab
Daniel's squash racket

from the pool house for him?

Of course.

I'm sure you know
the way by now.

Thanks.

(Clock continues ticking)

Hey. Any luck
drying out your computer?

(Nolan) Back online, baby.

Shamu...

Will be live in 3, 2, 1.

Ahh.

Anything?

It's hiding in plain sight,
dora.

I'm guessing backpack,
duffel bag,

on the floor,
northwest corner...

Wait, wait, wait.
Turn 10 degrees to your right.

Walk forward.

Got it.

Thanks.
(Cell phone beeps)

(Tablet beeping)

Hit the road, babe.

Tyler's 30 meters out.

Emily?

(Keypad beeps)

(Phone rings)

(Man) Dr. Kutsch's office.

Hi, this is
Dr. Michelle Banks.

I am treating a patient
of Dr. Kutsch's

and, uh, I'd like to discuss
his case with him.

I'm afraid Dr. Kutsch
is still on leave of absence

after the attack.

Uh, what's the patient's name?

Tyler Barrol.

Oh, I'm sorry. Would you
mind holding a minute?

I'm gonna connect you
with the detective.

They've been searching for
Tyler Barrol for several weeks.

Yeah. I don't mind holding.

Ah, come on. Come on.

(Objects clatter)

You gotta be kidding me.
Where is it?

Come on.

Damn it!

(Tyler grunts)

(Clattering)

(Glass shatters)

This is a serious
antipsychotic.

It says if you stop
taking it abruptly,

it can cause
a violent rebound effect.

Mm. Cold turkey
meets hot mess.

Something I'm sure
Tyler's psychiatrist

would be happy to testify to.

Yeah, if his jaw
weren't wired shut.

W-what did you do
with Shamu?

He's on my mantel.

I thought you could help me
keep an eye on the place

in case Tyler
goes after Daniel.

Aww.

Just like old times.

(Computer chirps)

And we're in.

S.F.P.D. Database.

Dr. Kutsch was attacked
may 22nd.

That's only a few weeks
before Tyler showed up here.

Only contact, family...

Alexander Barrol.

Is that his father?

More like his brother.

Let's see...
(Chirps)

35, works as a trauma surgeon

at San Francisco
medical center.

All right.
Let's bypass the police.

Go straight to his family.

They'll ask fewer questions.

Where's Tyler now?

(Beeping)

Still in the pool house.

Call his brother.

See if you can get him

to come get him
before he hurts anybody.

(Keypad beeping)

(Phone rings)

(Clears throat)

(Line clicks)

(Man) Hello.

Is this, uh, Alexander Barrol?

Yeah, who's this?

Nolan Ross here,
calling from the Hamptons.

We're having a situation
with your little brother.

You found Ty?

More like he found us.

And he's off his meds.

Okay. Listen, Ty can be
very unpredictable

when he's off his medication.

We're figuring that out.

Keep him calm

a-and try not to upset him
until I get there.

I'll book a flight tomorrow...

No, no, no.
Tomorrow is too late, Doc.

I'm gonna have a jet fueled up,
waiting for you at S.F.O.

It'll get you here
by nightfall.

Or I could hand him over
to the police.

Let me get there first.
He needs medical attention.

I'm on my way
to the airport now.

Perfect. Thanks.

(Beep)

(Clatters)

(Beeps)

(Knock on door)

(Knock)

Where's Charlotte?

Oh, she went to buy
a present for Daniel.

(Inhales deeply)

Why don't you come in?

Thank you.

Tyler is blackmailing me.

What?

Claims to have a copy of that

indicting speech Lydia was
planning to deliver against us

at that infernal benefit.

Impossible. I shredded it.

He also claims to have
all the video footage

from Lydia's loft the night
Frank nearly killed her.

Tyler's behind it?

I don't believe it.

Neither did I, until I called
the dean of Harvard Business.

It turns out,

Tyler isn't even enrolled.

His family
quit paying his tuition

last fall.

Are you saying that we've been
victims of an extortion plot

from the moment that Tyler
set foot in our house?

Oh, it was long before that.

No, I'm thinking,
he could've been planning this

from the day he set his sights
on our son.

Oh, great. The tent's been
confirmed for the beach.

Tent? I thought we were
keeping this small.

And cozy. You'll love it.

Oh, my God. I am so glad
you guys are here.

What's wrong?

I had a run-in with Tyler.

That's hardly
what I'd call news.

No, this is different. There's
something wrong with him.

I found this in the pool house.

Antipsychotics?

Are you for real?

I think he's gone off them.
He trashed the place.

I'm going over there.

Be careful.
I'm gonna come with you.

So will I.

No, no, stay here.

It's my fault he's here
in the first place, okay?

I'm sorry, ash. (Sighs)

(Declan) Fresh steamers.

What's all this about?

We're putting together
a clambake

for Daniel Grayson's birthday.

(Chuckles) You kidding me?

No. Why?

Uh...

Uh, it's just that...

Jack used to have a thing
for Grayson's girlfriend

before you showed up,

and now he's throwing parties
for her boyfriend.

It's so Jack.

What are you
yipping about, Declan?

Just telling Amanda
that they don't make 'em

any easier going than you.

Except when it comes
to me, of course.

If you're talking about
my being against

you and Charlotte
getting an apartment,

that's not changing.

Well, maybe it doesn't have to.

I took your advice.
Apartment's not happening.

All right. I'm off to dig
a hole at Emily's.

I'll come with.

Okay.

So, um, you never told me
how you and Emily

came to be friends.

Sammy practically
tackled her in the park

earlier this summer,

and then he somehow managed to
find his way to your old house

a couple of times.

That dog is amazing.

You two ever go out?

If you count having dinner
by accident,

then yes, exactly once.

Why?

Should I be?

Trust me, you've got
nothing to worry about.

I've been waiting for you
all my life.

(Man) ♪ 'cause you've got
nothing on me ♪

(People speak indistinctly)

(Door opens)

(Door closes)

What are you still doing here?

Waiting for you, Danny.

Always waiting for you.

You need to go.

Now.

Step ahead of you.

I got myself a ticket
back to cali tonight.

I thought maybe
you could come with me.

I mean, come on.
We're best buds, remember?

We're nothing, Tyler.
We're done.

Oh, Danny, Danny, Danny, Danny.

I know you don't mean that.

Oh, I do.

What are you afraid of...

Me?

Stop it.

I want you out of here
and out of my life.

That's impossible.

We know way too much
about each other.

And I know way too much
about your family.

Oh, are you threatening me?

I don't know.
Do I need to?

(Huffs) Look at you,
so perfect.

You really do lead
such a charmed life.

Good thing daddy's money
takes up the slack,

because you're really not
that bright, are you?

No, you're right.

I should've realized what
a worthless parasite you are

a lot sooner.

I'd watch my mouth
if I were you.

As pretty as it is,
it could get you

into more trouble
than you could handle.

(Cell phone beeps)
Who are you calling?

The cops.

Wow.

I guess you really are
afraid of me.

Maybe you're not as stupid
as I thought.

Have a nice life, Danny.

(Door slams)

(Jack) The trick is...

(Grunts) Not to dig too deep,
not to lay it on too thick.

It's kinda like
a good first date.

(Chuckles)

Like this?

Yeah.
You're a natural.

If this heiress thing
ever goes south,

you got yourself
a big future in clam baking.

(Laughs)

(People speaking indistinctly)

How are things with Amanda?

They're good.

Sometimes I can see
all that pain and anger

fighting to take over.

(Man) Yeah,
right there is good.

I don't know that happiness

is ever really gonna come
that easy to her.

Not like it used to.

Bam!
Right in the nose, Jack.

(Laughing)
Prepare for payback.

(Amanda screaming and laughing)
Got you.

(David) Jack, Amanda.

Hi, daddy.

Whoa, whoa. Truce.

Whoa! Truce! Truce.
Precious and delicious cargo.

Yum. Clams.

They look kinda gross.
Yeah.

You know they bite?

(Barks)
(Laughs)

Just make sure
you're careful with her.

(Flames crackling)

Yeah, Amanda's dealt
with enough pain.

I'm not about to let
anything else hurt her.

(Crackling continues)

(Emily) Hey.

Hey.

What are you doing?

I'm just making sure
the gun stays handy

in case Tyler's
completely lost it.

Is that really necessary?

Well, look, he's got
no job, no place to live,

and nothing left to lose.

He said he was getting
on a plane for the west coast,

but I don't know for sure.

(Inhales deeply)

I... (Sighs)

I can't believe I never saw
this side of him.

There's no way you could have.

His medication kept it hidden.

(Cell phone ringing)

I gotta get this.

All right.
(Cell phone beeps)

Tyler's unspooling
at warp speed.

Where the hell is he now?

(Beeping) Well, based
on his coordinates,

you can take
a serious chill pill.

He's at 31,000 feet,
heading west to San Francisco.

Are you sure?
Positive.

Unlike people,

technology never lets me down.

What about his brother,
is he still on his way?

Yeah, a bit
of a wild-goose chase,

but the Hamptons could always
use another sexy surgeon.

Have fun tonight.

Hey.

You want to come by?

Thought it was only
for friends and family.

Well, that means you qualify.

I'll see you later.

(Chuckles)

(Beeps)

(Wind howling)

(Footsteps approach)

Surprise.

I want every copy of the videos

you made on that hidden camera.

You already have them.

All the recordings
are embedded in that device.

I'm not stupid, Nolan.

Guys like you
back up everything...

Every e-mail,
every conversation.

It's... what did you call it,
insurance?

Where's the camera, Nolan?

(Inhales and exhales)
Put that thing down.

Tyler, let's talk about this
like reasonable people.

Get it. Now!

All right. All right.

You're right.
I do back everything up.

But these files are...

Special.

And I swear,
I don't have the camera.

Aah! Aah-ha-ha!

(Grunting)
(Computer beeps and whooshes)

(Emily) That was Nolan.

Apparently Tyler is on a flight
to San Francisco.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

We can put the gun

back in the desk
back where it belongs.

How do you know for sure?

It's Nolan Ross.

He has better intel
than the state department.

After Tyler blackmailed him,

he put a bug on his phone.

I knew that you'd track my gps,

so I shipped my phone
to cali ahead of me.

How does it feel to be
the dumbest guy in the room?

Hey, come upstairs.

I have something
I want to give you.

Yeah, I bet you do, slut.

Upstairs?
What's going on up there?

(Emily chuckles)

Well, as fun as our time
together has been, Nolan,

it seems that I have
a birthday party to get to.

I sure am looking forward
to finding out

how that video camera
made its way from my gym bag

all the way
to Emily's beach house.

Ty... oh, no, no, no, no, no.
Don't spoil it for me.

I'll ask her myself.

Now then...

(Inhales)

What to do with you.

I wanted to give you this
before everyone got here.

Oh.

(Laughs)

You remember that picture?
Of course.

The day we first met,

after you spilled
your drink on me.

Mm-hmm.

On the night of our first date,

you recited
an Oliver Wendell Holmes poem

to me.

Do you remember?

"Where we love is home,"

(both) "Home that our feet
may leave,

but not our hearts."

Well, ever since that night,
I've been collecting poems

that remind me of you.

I know it hasn't been
very long, but...

You already feel
like home to me.

(Grunts)

(Panting)

(Shouts indistinctly)

(Continues panting)

(Grunts)

(Grunt)

(Grunt)

Aah! (Coughs)

(Footsteps approach)

There he is.

Happy birthday, son.

Thank you.

Emily, lovely as always.

Mm. Thank you,
Mr. Grayson.

Um, excuse me.

Ashley, thank you so much
for your help.

It's what I do.

How are you holding up
with all this Tyler business?

Must be awful, realizing that
you spent the entire summer

dating Dr. Jekyll
and Mr. Hyde.

He's not a monster, Emily.
He's sick.

It's called empathy.

You might want to try a little.

(Woman) ♪ it's not your heart
that chooses ♪

So I checked in to sending you

to the du maurier conference
in paris,

but unfortunately,

the dates back right up to
your start date for school.

Well, maybe a semester
alongside you makes more sense.

Maybe it does.

You know, we should
talk about that.

Happy birthday, sweetheart.

Thank you.

I hope this year gives you

everything you could
ever wish for.

Thank you, mom.

Emily, hello.

Hi.

Ashley said you did this
without any waitstaff.

I can tell you,
it's a refreshing change

from the tired old parties at our house.
(Chuckles)

Mr. and Mrs. Grayson,

I'd like to introduce you
to Amanda Clarke.

Hello.

Well, it's nice to see you.

It's a pleasure.

(David) I spoke to Conrad

earlier today.

He seemed extra tense.

I think he knows what's coming.

I've sent Daniel to his
grandmother's for the weekend

so I can finally
put an end to it.

Wow.

This is really happening then?

Yes.

Come over after.

You can finally meet Amanda.

More importantly,
she can finally meet you.

I'll call you
when I'm on my way. 9:00?

Okay.

David.

I love you.

I love you, too.

What brings you to town?

I just came for a visit.

But I'm thinking of making it
more permanent.

I'm gonna go to the beach
and see if Jack's ready for us.

I'll go.

And you stay
with your boyfriend.

(Grunting)

(Knock on door)

(Coughs)

(Grunts, muffled voice)
Who is it?

Hello.

Mr. Ross?

(Muffled voice) Yes! Yes!

(Knock)

Hey, is anybody there?

(Shouts indistinctly)

There's my girl.

Hi, daddy.
Hey. (Chuckles)

Mm.

Mr. Grayson.

Oh, please call me Conrad.
Conrad.

Darling, you look lovely.

Mm.

Hello, Declan.

Mrs. Grayson.

If everyone would
head down to the beach,

the food is ready.

Got you something.
Hey.

(Laughs)
Thank you.

(Gasps)

(Groans)

(Grunts)

(Shouts indistinctly)

(Grunts)
(Alexander) Hello?

Hey, I'm here!

Mr. Ross.

(Mutters) Alex...

Mr. Ross, are...
Are you all right?

Alexander,

there's a key!

In the planter by the dolphin.

(Panting)

Hurry!

Jack's a real keeper.

You should try
to hold on to that one.

(Jack and Emily laugh)

That's the plan.

(Indistinct conversations
continue)

So did you know
Amanda was in town?

It came to my attention.

And you didn't think
to mention it?

If she's indeed
David's daughter,

I wanted to look her
straight in the eye

before I consulted with you.

And so far, I'm not impressed.

All I can see is a pretty girl

with cheap shoes
and limited social graces.

Sounds like someone
I once knew.

(Ring)

(Ring)

(Beeps)

(Nolan) Em...

Tyler's on his way
to your house.

Don't worry, Nolan.

I'll make sure
she gets the message.

(Pants)

Okay, dinner's served, guys.

Please help yourselves.

(Conrad clears throat)

Uh, Charlotte told me about

her mother's
little bribery attempt.

And please accept
my sincerest apologies.

It's all right.

No. No, it's not. You are
very important to Charlotte.

And that makes you
important to me.

If there's anything you need,
don't hesitate to ask.

(Emily) Well...

I would like to make a toast.

To Daniel,

on your birthday,

and to the entire
Grayson family.

I grow fonder of all of you
every day.

(Chuckles)

And here's to my good luck

that Emily happened into
our lives at all.

(Declan) Salud.
(Ashley) Cheers.

Cheers.
Cheers.

(Charlotte) Cheers.

(Glasses clink)

Daniel...

I can't believe
how much time has passed

since I first brought you
home from the hospital.

And in a way,

I've been working
on this gift ever since.

Sometimes the best way
to show someone you love them

is to not buy them
anything at all.

"Memories of Daniel Grayson."

"Daniel used to spend hours

sailing boats on georgica pond."

That was my favorite place
in the whole world.

(Victoria and Daniel laugh)

It's a memory book.

It's a collection of stories
and photos of every summer

we've ever come here
since you were a boy.

(Daniel chuckles)
I love it.

(Laughs)

Thanks, mom. It's beautiful. Aw.

That is so inventive.

I'm gonna get the cake.

(Victoria and Daniel chuckle)

(Floor squeaks)

(Squeak)

(Footsteps approaching)

Where the hell is it?

What are you doing here?

You do not want
to mess with me right now.

Where is that whale figurine
that you stole from me?

Whale figurine?

I saw the video feed
from your B.F.F. Nolan's house.

I know it's here.

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

But you should get out.
You're not welcome here.

Give it to me now, you bitch!

Get the hell out of my face.

You know the Graysons
can't stand you?

Leeching off of them
all summer... who can blame them?

Daniel told me you've always
given him the creeps,

and even Ashley thinks that
you're a lying hypocrite.

And as for me,

well, I've always seen you
for exactly what you are...

An impotent little misfit

who's gonna spend
the rest of his life

on the outside looking in.

(Singsongy) Emily.

(Daniel) Wow, a breitling.

Thanks, dad.

Uh... it makes
quite a statement.

(Guests chuckle)

Watch says a lot about a man...

Who he is, where he's going.

What deficiencies
he's trying to compensate for.

(Guests chuckle)

Where on earth is Emily?

I think she's just
grabbing the cake.

Ah.

Oh, there she is.

(Guests) ♪ happy birthday ♪

♪ to you ♪

♪ happy birthday to you ♪

(Tyler) Come on, people. Yes.
Big finish. (Singing fades out)

♪ Happy birthday, dear Daniel ♪

♪ happy birthday to you ♪

Sit down, Emily.

Make a wish.

(Blows air)

Emily Thorne...

Poor little rich girl
next door.

You've had a target on my head
since the day we met.

Now you can see how it feels.

Tyler, buddy, put the gun down.

Shut up, Danny!

You made it clear

that I'm not your buddy,
and now...

You're on the losing end
of things for once in your life.

Tyler, I beg of you,
don't hurt my children.

Please think about
what you're doing.

Oh, believe me, I...
I have.

And this time, the Graysons
aren't the ones

calling the shots.

Now...

How about a party game, huh?

Something we can all play.

Let's call it...

Truth or die.

I ask a question,
and you tell the truth.

If you don't...

Someone dies.

(Conrad)
Tyler, be reasonable.

You're not shooting anyone.

Okay, conny, you're up first.

Now let's take it
all the way back

to David Clarke
and the summer of '93.

You have three seconds
to tell everyone the truth

about what really happened
to David Clarke.

Clock's ticking, Conrad.

Tyler, please.

Do it!

Or I swear,

once again,
someone is going to die

because you were too weak

to own up to your lies.

Question is, who?

(Lowered voice) Why don't you
calm down, son?

This doesn't involve them.

Wrong answer.

(Cocks gun)

(Alexander) Tyler?

Alex...

What the hell
are you doing here?

I hadn't heard from you
in a while.

I was worried.

We all were.

(Chuckles)

Mom and dad don't care
about me. They cut me off.

And you're just here
so they can lock me up again.

No, no, that...
That was a mistake.

Mom and dad want to
make it up to you.

Come on.

Let's go talk about it,
just the two of us.

(Grunts)

Ohh!

Get off of me!
Let me go!

You're not going anywhere.
Ugh!

(Conrad)
I recognize that wallet.

I bought it for Frank
about five years ago.

(Indistinct conversations)

(Police radio chatter)

(Speaks indistinctly)
All right.

(Indistinct conversations
continue)

So they found Frank's wallet
in Tyler's jacket.

What?

Yeah, and he's now

the prime suspect in their
murder investigation,

which means I'm no longer
in their crosshairs,

which also means that you
and that lawyer of yours

can have the battle royale
you've been gunning for.

You better buckle up.

Mm.

Emily Thorne...
(Chuckles)

Displaying emotion

while withholding
your inner ninja at gunpoint.

You almost seemed like
a mere mortal tonight.

There's a first

and a last time for everything.

I found it interesting
that the police

didn't find any bullets
in the gun...

Your gun.

I thought you always
kept that thing loaded.

Not always.

You never cease to amaze and...

Terrify me, maestro.

(Sighs)

(Indistinct conversations
continue)

I'm so sorry, ash.

Yeah, me, too.

Wow, that was fun.

Well, we sure know
how to pick 'em, hmm?

(Indistinct conversations
continue)

(Lissie's
"nothing else matters" playing)

(Indistinct conversations
continue)

Duress impacts relationships
in one of two ways.

It either tears people apart...

binding them tightly
in a common objective.

♪ So close no matter how far ♪

♪ couldn't be much more
from the heart ♪

♪ forever trust in who we are ♪

♪ and nothing else matters ♪

You okay?

Yeah.

No. Do you have any idea

what that guy was getting at...

When he said "the truth
about David Clarke"?

Oh, he's probably just
another conspiracy lunatic.

A lot of 'em out there.

Maybe.

Or maybe there really is
more to the story

than we've been told.

Some birthday.

If anything had happened to
you or Charlotte tonight...

It didn't.
We're both okay.

Yeah, but still.

(Exhales deeply)

I don't know what I did
to deserve you, Emily Thorne,

but I can't imagine
my life without you.

Well, luckily,
you don't have to.

♪ So close no matter how far ♪

♪ couldn't be much more
from the heart ♪

♪ forever trust in who we are ♪

♪ and nothing else matters ♪

Oh, I shudder to think
what you charge

for a late-night house call.

Trust me,

this is one bill you should
be delighted to pay.

I found a doctor
who's willing to manufacture

the documents
necessary to prove

you had that miscarriage.

In the eyes of the law,

Conrad's prenup with you
is null and void.

♪ And nothing else matters ♪