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Previously on Dynasty...

Matthew knew where
the bodies were buried.

I didn't want to kill Matthew.

Just wanted to hurt him.

If Culhane realizes

the connection between
his father's disease

and what C.A. covered up, it might not

be so easy to handle this time.

This is C.A.'s fault.

I will make sure he does right by you.

I'm appointing my daughter COO.

My wife is stepping down.

There was a baby boy. He was kidnapped.

I have hired investigators,
psychics, anything.

Anything to find a trace.

- Can I help you?
- I'm your brother.

I knew what Blake was keeping from you.

You're a Carrington, Jeff.

_

_

There you are.

Seems there's been a delivery for you.

I know who it's from.

Let me be more precise.

Several deliveries.

I hope you've taken
your allergy medication.

I assume none of these are from you.

- What do I have to apologize for?
- I don't know,

- stealing my job?
- I told you,

I had no idea he was
going to offer it to me.

Didn't stop you from taking it.

You would've done the same
if you were in my position.

Oh, that's right.

You did.

See you in the car, Casanova.

It's not much, but it's all
they had left after some fool

bought out the rest of the shop.

I'm glad you helped someone
else keep their job today.

I plead guilty for all high
crimes and misdemeanors

of which I stand charged, Your Honor.

Cut the crap, Blake.

This is serious.
If you wanted me out of the company,

why not just pull me aside and say so?

Your being COO of Carrington Atlantic
has been tough on this relationship.

And maybe it was extreme, but...

firing you was the only way I
knew how to save this marriage.

And if you let me,
I will explain further.

Maybe at dinner tonight?

I can get us a table at Daniel.

- In New York?
- Why not?

There's a lot that needs fixing

before I'm ready to hop
on a jet with you, Blake.

But I do want to fix it.

Here.

My initial thoughts on
overhauling and streamlining.

Well, this is huge.

It's alphabetical.
That's only "A" through "E",

because I address going paperless in
the Environmental Concerns section.

Now, as you read, I want to talk to...

Whoa. Slow down.

We still have a lot of PR to handle.

You were right.
The press conference denying

our involvement in the
Clarke County scandal

didn't exactly put investors at ease.

That's because C.A.'s
statement was fake news.

Which is why we're gonna
have to make changes

if we're gonna put this
nightmare behind us.

At least publicly.

As per your suggestion,

I put together a PR team to
work on a rebranding campaign.

Rebranding the company now feels

like covering up a bullet
wound with a Band-Aid.

I set up a day of press interviews
and a family photo shoot

to remind our investors
what we stand for.

C.A. is a family company
with solid family values.

"Make Carrington Great Again."

Should we cap off our
outfits with a red hat?

I'm serious, Fallon.

I am listening to you.

As my COO,

I need to know you'll listen to me.

Of course I'll listen.

I have your back, Dad.

You can trust me.

How can you trust her?

I mean, that's some
pretty big 23andMe gossip

for Alexis to drop.

You really think Granny

- slept with Thomas Carrington?
- I don't want to think about it.

But you don't just make
something like that up.

If Alexis is right,
if Mom is Blake's half sister,

that makes us one-quarter Carrington.

That also means that
Fallon is our cousin.

- Half cousin.
- I hope you slept with the right half then.

That's why Blake never
wanted me to be with her,

why he took you and me under
his wing when we were kids,

the interest he showed in Mom.

And why Dad thought they
were having an affair.

If they'd known the truth,

maybe our family would
still be together.

So why the hell wouldn't
Alexis tell us before now?

She was scared.

Considering how far
Blake and his father went

to cover this up,
he might've killed her.

Well, that's their problem.

But if it's true,

that means our entire life has
been twisted around their lies.

If it's true.

Which is why we're going
straight to the source.

May I come in?

Steven!

Oh, thank God you're back.

Oh, I missed you.

Oh!

Why on earth did I let you
go when I just got you back?

- Mom...
- And only you could go to Texas

- and not get any sun.
- Mom.

Mom. It was the best trip of my life.

I would like to introduce you to...

Hank Sullivan.

Is this a friend of yours?

No, Mom.

He's your son.

This is Adam.

Nice to meet you, ma'am.

How... how did you find him?

I knocked on about 82 doors in El Paso.

But...

here he is.

I grew up there with my parents.

Well, adoptive parents.

I always wondered about
my biological family.

Never in a million years
did I imagine... this.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I...

I've dreamed of this moment
for as long as I can remember.

Are you... are you hungry?

Tired? Did-did you have the
staff prepare a room for him?

Baby steps.

There's still a lot for Adam to take in.

I'm not even sure what
I should call you.

Adam? Uh, Hank? Brother?

Hank is fine.

Baby steps, right?

Welcome to your first day, boss.

Connor. Your temp assistant.

- We spoke on the phone.
- How's the office?

Uh, the new furniture's
being placed now,

white sage has been burned,
and most traces

of Mrs. Carrington
have been incinerated.

And the hideous turquoise bowl?

Left on your desk for you to break,
per your request.

I-I'm here for whatever you need.

You're here because my
current assistant is too busy

choosing between buttercream or
fondant for his wedding cake.

So, what do I have today?

Uh, operations meeting at 11:00,
PR team at 11:20,

and the final interviewee for the VP job

in our community outreach
program is in your office.

Who the hell would want
to do an outreach program

in the middle of a PR crisis?

That would be me.

Culhane?

Wait, you're...

I do have a communications degree,
you know.

Uh... I mean, I...

Yes, I-I did. I do. I...

I didn't know you were willing
to communicate with me.

Cristal got me the
interview before she left.

But I didn't know that it'd be with you.

This was a mistake.

No, no, no. Wait.
You don't need an interview.

The job is yours, if you want it.

Look, I appreciate that.
But I'm not here to play

whatever game it is
that we used to play, Fallon.

I'm here to make sure C.A. fixes
the Clarke County situation.

Well, me, too.

I'm going to make good
on my promise to you.

At the risk of losing the
job you've always wanted?

What would Daddy say?

Blake isn't going to know.

I told him what he wanted to hear,

but I took this job for you, Michael.

To make sure you and your family
get everything you deserve.

And how are you gonna do that?

Like a boss.

Sorry to interrupt your National
Gallery moment, but I need you

to authorize a corporate
check for $100 million

to build a new wing for the
Northend Memorial Hospital

in Clarke County.

Please capture the thing that
just happened to his eyes.

That's his essence.

Do you mind telling me
why we would do that?

Whenever I say "Clarke County"
you should just get out your checkbook.

We're gonna name the wing
after Culhane's father.

Absolutely not.

That would be an admission of guilt.

And the mouth. Are you seeing that?
Please get that.

- I am not putting James Culhane's name on anything.
- Okay.

Well, if you want to spin it like you're
an equal opportunity donor, that's fine.

We can spread the money around.

Let's say over... five counties?

- $30 million each?
- You just went up in price.

Just making sure you
were paying attention.

20 each and you honor Culhane
without etching a plaque,

since you're so unsentimental.

And will that do it?
I mean, you've been here all

- of two hours and you've already cost me...
- $100 million.

Like I said.
Had you agreed in the first place,

we'd be done by now.

Just think of the buzz at
the photo shoot tomorrow.

You're a generous humanitarian,
Blake Carrington.

At least, on paper.

And canvas.

Not to mention,
I have a pretty smart COO.

Well done.

He threatened me,

he blackmailed me,

he even fired me from
the company on live TV.

I can't live like this.

Did he hit you?

No. No, he would never.

But sometimes I think he
wants me to be afraid of him.

Soon, he'll be afraid of us.

Because I can work around
this whole prenup situation

and get you set for life.

- We'll file as soon as...
- Well, I don't want him to know just yet.

My nephew is marrying his son next week,

and I don't want to hijack
their happiness with my divorce.

So, after the wedding?

Okay, great.

Well, I suggest you buy a condo.

It's better to start digging
your escape tunnel now.

Play it cool around Blake.

He needs to think everything
is fine until we press go.

I'm so glad you're back.

Thanks for handling the
brunt of the wedding stuff.

I'm excited to dive into everything.

But...

But you met someone.

- Actually...
- I knew it.

I knew it! I-I just thought

I'd have a few grey
hairs and a muffin top

before you'd leave me
for someone else. I...

Sam, no.

The someone I met is... my brother.

I have a brother.

- What? Wait. What?!
- It's a long story,

but he was kidnapped as a child,

and my parents presumed he was dead.

- Why didn't you tell me?
- I didn't even know

until recently, and even then,
I wasn't sure it was real.

But it is.

I have a brother.

He's out in the loft, meeting Mom.

Or re-meeting?

That's crazy, isn't it?

Yeah.

You sure you want to join this family?

Of course I am.

And I can't wait to meet
my future brother-in-law.

You didn't have to cook, Grandma.

Well, somebody's got to
make sure you're eating.

You're looking too skinny.

I'm fine.

I was talking to your sister.

You're getting your
calories from the liquor.

I saw those pictures in the paper

of that fancy fashion show you spoiled.

Things have been a little rough lately.

I lost my start-up.

The one with Fallon Carrington?

You remember Fallon, don't you?

Monica's friend? Sure.

Speaking of the Carringtons...

What happened with you and Thomas?

What do you mean?

Well, you were his assistant, right?

Secretary.

Women's lib came late to Atlanta.

And that's all you were?
Because we heard that...

Watch your tone, young man.

Yes, ma'am.

There were rumors about me and Thomas

as long as I worked for him.

Almost cost me my job,
not to mention my reputation.

Thought I'd outlived all of that.

And I thought I taught
the two of you better

than to listen to rumors.

Sorry, Granny.

You're right.

What happened?

If my math is correct,

then Clarke County's only
getting 20% of the funding.

Just trying to spread the wealth.

- It's still a lot of money.
- But not what we discussed.

I know, but it's progress.

It's a multi-step plan.

Please, Culhane.

I need you on my side
to see this through.

And I'm here.

For now.

But I can't wait forever.

Welcome to Carrington Manor.

Oh. Well, your real family's
around here somewhere,

but for now, this is your father's wife,

Celia.

I mean Cristal. It's confusing.

And this is Sam.

And this is my son.

My first-born, Adam.

But you can call him Hank.

Welcome to the family.

Or welcome back.

How's it going?

Oh.

This is Adam?

Uh, but how is that possible?
Blake said he was...

Dead? Well, that's what he thought,

but Blake gives up too easily.

Case in point: me.

And accepts too little...
case in point: you.

Nevertheless,

I never stopped looking. Thank you.

Sam is actually my fianc�.

- Really?
- Yeah.

The wedding's next week.

- Next week?
- Yeah.

Wow, man. That's huge.

Well, as the brother of the groom,
I feel like I should do something.

Oh, that's not necessary.

Yeah, I've already planned everything.

Of course it's necessary.

I mean, we've missed
enough life events, right?

Well, you're not wrong about that.

So how can I chip in?

Wedding's already paid for.

I think we're good.

Okay. Then, uh...

how about I throw you
guys a bachelor party?

Well, we're not really
the kind of grooms

who do the whole "last hurrah" thing,
but thank you.

Well, maybe we should.

Have a guys' night,
I mean, with my brother.

We'd love that. Thank you.

Cool, dude. I'll get her done.

Well. Oh, Anders,

would you be a dear and set
another place at the dinner

table tonight for Adam?

Right beside me.

Yes, of course.

And what do we have here, Mother?
A new trainer?

Boy toy? Hybrid?

Fallon, I tried calling you,
but you didn't answer.

And I didn't think it
appropriate to text you the news

that you have a long-lost brother.

- Long-lost what now?
- I know it's a little shocking,

but you have an older brother,
and his name is Adam.

Actually, my name's Hank.

But you know what?
You guys can call me whatever you want.

Do you mean that?

Because I don't think I could help it.

Sorry about that.

What did I miss?

It's been a lifetime,

but he's here, Blake.

He's alive.

Steven found Adam in Texas.

Can you believe it?

Our son's finally home.

You are not my son.

Couldn't you at
least shake your son's hand

before you had your little
tantrum and stomped out?

He's not my son.

He is, and you embarrassed
him and this entire family.

Well, if he got that upset
from one cold shoulder,

he wouldn't last that long
in this family anyway.

Dad, you looked at him for five seconds

before you made up your mind.

It's not about making up my mind.

It's about the truth.

The truth is, he is our Adam!

I can feel it in my bones.

She's been searching for him for years.

She spent every dime
she had looking for him.

Yes, I'm sure none of it
went to her wig collection.

Blake, I am begging you,
don't push him away.

Not after all this time.

- I need him back in my life.
- Alexis, please.

You have to trust me on this.
He's here for money.

So then write him a check
before dinner gets cold.

- Classy.
- Speaking of class, I can't believe

my real brother hid my
fake brother from me.

I swear, this family has more
secrets than a Trump mistress.

Can't the two of you just
believe it for a minute?

We're more of a fact-based
operation in the main house.

Which is why I ordered a DNA test,

so everyone's protected and convinced.

Can't argue with science, Blake.

Actually, that's his specialty.

For the last time,
that man is not our son.

And let that be the end of it.

Steven, I thought we were working

on the seating chart for
the wedding this morning.

Sorry, I, um... I ran into Hank

and wanted to give him the grand tour.

Be sure to put me at a good table.

Oh, you're coming to the wedding?

I don't have to eat,

or even be at the family table.

I'm sure there's room.

I should finish unpacking.

I'll catch up with you later.

What was that all about?

Nothing. We'll squeeze him in.

But does he have to throw
us a bachelor party?

I'm not interested in
a straight guy's idea

of what gay men think is fun.

We'll end up covered in...
glitter and drag queens.

Oh, because you'd really hate that.

The point is he doesn't even
know us, Steven.

Which is why this is
a perfect opportunity

to change that.

He wants to do something nice.

Let him. Please?

All right.

Okay. Now, if you'll excuse me,

I have to go pretend my family's normal.

Okay, everyone, act natural.

We just want to capture
a day in the life

of Blake and his family.

Sweetie, I got this. No low angles.

Okay? Camera needs to be
eye-level or above at all times.

There you go.

Good morning.

Hope I'm not late.

There you are.

Well, where else would I be?

Perfect.
Cristal, we'll start with you. Uh,

what made you decide that now
was the time to focus on family?

That's not on the list of
pre-approved questions.

No, it's fine.

Look, with both of us
giving 100% to work,

there wasn't enough time
to refuel or give back

to the community.

And I wanted to make
those things a priority.

Plus, Fallon was born for this job.

And I'm looking forward to
seeing where her leadership

- takes the company next.
- Exactly.

And this way, it stays in the family.

Looks like they're selling it.

Cristal was publicly fired two days ago,

and now she's the doting housewife?

I smell a rat.

Or at least a very dirty Chihuahua.

It's 2,800 square feet,

just on the market.

It has incredible flow,

a state-of-the-art security system.

Plus, this unit has its own plunge pool.

So, what do you think?

I'll take it.

But is there any way to delay
cashing the escrow check?

I know how the
"exit strategy" condo works.

No one need to know yet but you...

and your divorce lawyer.

Every one of our employees is a member

of the Carrington family.

- Joe.
- Mr. Carrington.

And that extends to
our community as well,

whom I hold dear to my heart.

We've got to reload,
but this is great stuff, Blake.

Let me show you what we're about to do.

You're doing a great job, Daddy.

This should buy us plenty of
good will with the investors.

Are you kidding me?

I heard about your little circus,
and I just had to stop by.

C.A. has got to do way more than put

a Band-Aid on their image
to make good on their

commitment to better people's lives.

There isn't enough lipstick
in the world for that pig.

- Culhane, what are you doing?
- You promised real change.

And we are changing.

What the devil's going on here?

What are you doing here, Culhane?

- I work here now.
- You do? Since when?

Since Cristal helped him
get the job before she left.

And I'm trying to prevent
C.A. from killing more people.

Well, I hope you enjoyed your first day.

- You're fired.
- What?!

It's Culhane.
I mean, he just lost his father.

Which I'm sure he blames us for.

He's a classic whistle-blower.

He's gotta go.

Choose your allegiance Fallon.

It's either him or the company.

Dios m�o.

Where's the bottle service,
where's the VIP?

At this point,
I'd take the glittery drag queens.

At least he didn't go too gay with it.

This is not how I want to
spend one of my last nights

on the town as a single man.

I want it bad and bougie,
not sad and douchey.

Gentlemen, tonight's gonna be awesome.

I already signed you up to
ride the mechanical bull.

I don't want anything out of
control in between my legs.

- It's part of the fun.
- Is it?

Darts, pool. A bunch of your boys

are already over at the bar.

I'm the ringmaster here.

You two just need to sit
back and enjoy the circus.

Well, see? Fun.

Why don't you go talk to
your friends at the bar?

Hey! Hey! Yeah!

Because they've already
met your brother.

- Good heavens.
- I know. Now what you were expecting?

No, no. But I am grateful

that I wasn't greeted
by a drag queen named

Helluva Bottom Carter.

I'm sorry to disappoint, Dad,
but Sammy Jo didn't plan this shindig.

Don't tell me,
you decided to go honky-tonk?

I couldn't if I tried.

No, the planning honors went to Hank.

- What, he's here?
- Yeah.

He wanted to celebrate with his brother.

I'm tired of listening

to you and Sam whine about him.

You both need to get
on board or go home.

Well, I won't be staying long.

Otherwise, I'm in danger of
choking our gracious host to death.

Listen, he's not
on my favorites list, either,

but why are you so sure
that he's not Adam?

I just am.

I mean, Steven did trek
halfway across the country

to find him... you can at least give him

- the benefit of the doubt.
- You don't get it.

No one knows this,

but when Adam was taken from us,

the kidnappers cut off
one of his fingers.

I told the police,
but I wanted to save Alexis the horror.

That's why I'm not outing him now.

Instead of causing more pain,

I'll just wait for the DNA results
to crush her hopes more gently.

Either way, it's not going to be fun.

Hey.

You want to take these to your room?

I know lilies are your favorite.

Is that your way of
saying you forgive me

for not doing anything wrong to you?

Maybe.

I heard that Blake fired Culhane.

I was really hoping he could
right some of the wrongs

that I wasn't able to.

I'm sorry if it damaged your
relationship with him even more.

C.A. admitting guilt
in Clarke County was

probably the only thing that
could get us back on good terms.

Thanks to my shredder-happy father,
now there's no proof

- Daddy did anything wrong.
- You know, I think

Thomas and Matthew were
the only two people

who could force Blake to do anything.

They knew where all
the bodies were buried.

- Matthew?
- Sure.

He was your dad's lead field engineer.
He knew everything.

Who knew everything?

Can't talk.

And for the love of God, try wearing
an age-appropriate outfit for once.

Scared my daughter away, I see.

Yes. And I'm wondering why
it doesn't work on you.

You know, I meant to ask,

how did the photo shoot go this morning?

I caught a glimpse of it.

The way you fawned all
over Blake was a bit much.

I know genuine emotion
is foreign to you, Alexis,

but that's what it looks like,

in case you ever need
to fake it sometime.

My guess is

you've been faking it with
Blake for some time now.

It certainly would explain these photos.

I'm buying a condo for Steven and Sam

as a wedding gift.

Not everyone wants to
live under this roof

their entire life.

What a convenient lie,

you trashy little tramp.

Well, of course I know what it's like

to feel your marriage
to Blake Carrington

dying on the vine...

nowhere to turn,

feeling vulnerable and powerless.

I'll never give up my power.

Mm, silly Cristal, you already have.

You just don't know it yet.

I actually think you're
disappointed it's not true.

You're right.

- I was kidding.
- I'm not.

I guess I thought that
if the Carringtons

really did do this to us,

then maybe everything
I tried doing to them

was somehow justified,

that maybe I hadn't gone too
far with this whole mess.

But I did go too far.

And my blind rage tore our family apart

just as much as Blake did.

Jeff...

I am so sorry, Monica.

For everything. And...

I should have known better
than to trust Alexis.

Well, you always did have
a mommy complex for her.

Guess we can only trust each other.

"What's vice today may
be virtue tomorrow"...

In bed.

Granny?

What are you doing here so late?

By about 45 years.

I'm sorry.

I realized that I have never
flat-out lied to you before,

and there's no reason to start now.

Ah!

Oh, he'll stay on for a while.

Trust me, I've taught him well.

Sure you're in the right place,
princess?

Excuse me?

I said it ain't Pride Week,
and your rainbow is showing.

You and the other gays
might want to take off.

Oh, yeah?

How would you like a
gay fist in your face?

- Give it your best shot.
- Oh, yeah?

You got a problem with my brother?

Is that a... prosthetic finger?

Yeah. Makes for a good party
trick every once in a while.

Good as new.

He's got nine fingers.

Hey, crazy.

Remember me?

Daddy could have imprisoned
you in worse places...

you know, like real prison...

for trying to kill all
of us on Thanksgiving.

Next year, I'll make sure to
pull the trigger before dinner.

Sounds like you're making
great strides in therapy.

What do you want, Fallon?

You looking for some
sort of belated apology?

Actually,
I'm here for intel on my father.

A little Hispanic bird
told me that Matthew held

some of his darkest secrets.

Any chance Matthew shared
some of those stories with you

during one of your more lucid states?

You mean like the Clarke County mess?

Yeah, I saw Blake's
little press conference.

You know, the one
where he was pretending

that he's not poisoning half of Atlanta.

There's no proof of any of that,
of course.

Or is there?

Matthew knew every bad
deed that Blake ever did.

And he was smart enough
to document all of it.

I see.

Well, you seem like a part-time hoarder.

Where might I find some
of these documents?

Gee, I don't remember, exactly.

Of course,
I bet if I wasn't locked up here,

it would help jog my memory.

- A negotiation.
- Mm-hmm.

Now, that's the kind of
crazy I can appreciate.

You provide me the
location of those files,

and I will spring you from
this joint in 24 hours.

Do we have a deal?

I've never talked to
anyone about it before,

so when you asked me about Thomas,
I panicked.

It was a different time, back then.

This whole "Me Too"
thing would have never flown

in the '70s at Carrington Atlantic.

And for a few reasons,

Thomas didn't want me having the baby.

And I didn't want anybody thinking

I was trying for some payday.

So I had my baby girl,

and I never told anybody

who the daddy was.

So our mom is...

Blake's sister.

Half sister.

Does she know?

She does now.

I called Millie last night.

With Thomas gone now,

it was time.

It's your birthright.

It's up to you what
you want to do with it.

And I didn't tell you the
truth when he was kidnapped

because I knew it would
have only upset you further.

You're right, it would have.

That was very compassionate
of you, Blake.

I don't remember a thing,
if it makes you feel any better.

Hmm.

If this is some sort of intervention,

I'm not quitting whatever
it is I've been doing.

It's much better than that.

You've been sleuthing
around for more siblings

and found me a sister?

Fallon, we're having a celebration.

It really is Adam.

You mean the DNA test?

Better. It involves a mechanical bull

- and a removable finger.
- The details aren't important.

What is important is that
our family's whole again.

Well, you have Dad's hair,
I'll give you that.

I think this is the appropriate time

for a '59 DOM.

Leftovers and champagne...
it's perfect.

Allow me to be the
first to make a toast.

To my son, Adam Carrington.

It's been a long time since
you were in our lives.

When you went missing,

there was a hole created in our hearts

that was never filled.

I'm sorry.

I never wanted to give
up hope in finding you,

but I did.

I had assumed that...

Blake, it's okay.

Nobody needs to apologize for anything.

I had a great life with a great family.

Now I have all of you...
my birth parents,

as well as a feisty sister.

And not one but two great brothers.

Here's to the Carringtons.

Sorry.

Hey. Sorry, I would have called sooner,

but, uh, turns out
Alexis popped out another kid

back in the day and forgot
to tell Steven and I.

- What?
- It's a long story.

It's quite the family reunion here.

My dad has tear ducts after all.

For his own family, I guess.

Hey, this isn't going to affect
what we're trying to do, is it?

I don't know.

Maybe this explains a lot.

My dad clearly went through
a traumatic experience

years ago, losing a child.

I mean... what if that was the thing

that made him such a d-bag,

or why he shuts everyone out,
or why he can't trust anyone?

What if he was a different
person before all that happened?

What if he was the exact
same person he is today?

Michael, if I go through with this,

my relationship with him
will never be the same.

And my family is in an
oddly great place right now.

And if I move on our plan,
that all ends.

I don't know what to do.

Well, then, let me help you.

You've asked me over and over

to choose you through all of this.

I did.

Now I'm asking you to choose me.

Hey, there.

I have the same photo.

Neither one of us ever really
gave up hope of finding our son.

Do you remember the day Adam was born?

Every minute of it.

Out he came, with that booming yell

and trademark chin.

I had a boy.

A son.

We were happy, then.

You were happy, then.

We had everything.

A beautiful son, a new family.

I was in love.

With both my boys.

Then we lost Adam;
ruined our marriage, didn't it?

Do you ever think that...

well, if he hadn't been stolen from us,

that we would still...

It doesn't matter now.

I know we can't go back in time, but...

maybe... maybe we could go forward.

Please, stop.

Things are going well
with Cristal again.

I love her,
and I want my marriage to work.

Oh, sweet, ignorant Blake.

You're always the last to know.

Your precious wife Cristal
is cheating on you.

I saw it with my own eyes.

She was with a man at
a condo in Brookhaven.

And it's time to face the facts,

that you married a whore
with decent cheekbones.

Hope I'm not interrupting.

Just wanted to stop
by to say good night.

Hmm, what lovely manners.

It's as if I raised you myself.

Wow. You're really good.

Makes me miss that stupid little dog.

He always hated you.

Sorry to, uh,
spoil your little Oedipus complex,

but pretending to be your mother is,
um, no aphrodisiac.

You can punish me like the night
we first hooked up in Jamaica.

And what if someone caught us?

I'm not about to blow
our billion dollar plan

over your carnal impulses.

Now, come on.

Be a good boy,

run along to bed.

And don't forget to include
Mommy in your prayers.

Alexis.

Your message sounded urgent.
Is everything all right?

You were right.

We spoke to our grandmother.

Don't worry, we didn't tell
her where we heard it from.

Thank you.

But this means, all these years,

Blake knew we should've
had a seat at his table.

Instead, while we struggled,
he threw us scraps.

Just to ease his conscience.

That's Blake.

- But I'm not innocent, either.
- No, you were afraid.

But we can protect you now.

It's him who needs protecting.

We're gonna do whatever it takes

- to make this right.
- Before you start another war,

the battle might not be
as tough as you think.

I saw Thomas Carrington's will.

He left equal shares
of Carrington Atlantic

to his "grandchildren."

Which means you both have a
legitimate claim to half of them.

You're kidding.

He worked his whole life to keep us out

and then didn't read the fine print?

Maybe. Or, maybe,
his lawyer is a friend of mine.

Why would you do that?

It was the only way that I knew
to repay you for what I did.

Now it's Blake's turn.

What do you mean, insufficient
funds to cover a down payment?

There's over two million
dollars in that account.

Well, check again.

Call me back on this number.

Insufficient funds?

Well, that must be embarrassing for you.

- What did you do?
- What did I do?

Well, that's funny,
'cause I was just gonna

ask you the same thing.

Alexis thinks you're having an affair.

And you believe her?

She's just trying to turn us
against each other, Blake.

I know.

But I did some research myself,

and I discovered you're
trying to buy a condo.

- I wonder why.
- Let me explain.

Save it.

You've been playing me the whole time.

Did you ever love me?

Well, you want out of this marriage?

I got news for you.

You're not going anywhere.

- Excuse me?
- I stood in front of the press,

and I told them that
you were stepping down

to focus on our family.

Now, how would I look if my
wife suddenly filed for divorce?

Your credibility is not my problem.

It is now.
If they think I was lying about my wife,

they'll think I was lying
about Clarke County,

and we can't have them
thinking that, can we?

So you're staying in this marriage,

whether you want to or not.

You may own half of Georgia,
Blake, but you don't own me.

Yes, I do.

You think about what I hold over you.

Grand theft.

Attempted murder.

And the whole identity fraud thing.

Do you think that you were the only one

planning for this day?

I'm pretty sure that this prison
makes better chateaubriand

than Georgia State Correctional, but...

obviously, the choice is yours.

I've been waiting for you.
Where have you been?

I had to do a little
business with Jeff Colby.

Why are you spending
so much time with him?

Aw.

Is my baby boy jealous?

Jeff Colby and his sister
are the other shiny facets

of our multi-pronged plan.

Consider them insurance.

I don't get it.

Well, don't think too hard, sweetie.

Blake's not gonna

hand over the reigns to C.A.,
so I'm gonna have to take them

before he drives that
company into the ground

and my children end up with nothing.

What do the Colbys have to do with that?

Well, like you, they're owed shares.

So together, you'll have
close to controlling interest.

Just trust me.

Guess I just don't like
sharing you with them.

Uh, and I don't mix business
with mediocre pleasure.

And if you're looking for a larger cut,

I've given up everything
that I can afford.

You know, that finger didn't
accidentally fall off last night.

All right?
Blake isn't exactly warming up to me.

I thought he was gonna call
me out for being a phony,

so I paid off some
yokel to take a punch.

Then I come home and tell
that tearjerker of a toast.

It just seems to me you should
literally be kissing my ass.

As tempting as that may be sound...

And this damn thing itches.

Quit being such a baby.
It healed so quickly.

I'm just glad I discovered
that little tidbit last year

in the police report

about Adam's kidnapping,
or Blake would've never been fooled.

I can't get a bigger cut, fine.

Can I still have you, Mother?

Well, I suppose I do have a few
spare fingers to keep you happy.

Ladies and gentlemen,
thank you for joining me today.

Shall we get started?

Where's Blake?

Shouldn't we wait for him to get here?

Actually,
that's why I've gathered you here,

away from C.A., and, sadly,

away from the source of
this company's problems.

A hundred million dollar donation
to community outreach programs?

A nice gesture, but I doubt it
fools the press into thinking

it isn't an admission of guilt
for the Clarke County disaster.

Blake authorized that donation?

He did. And although he denied it
in a hastily run press conference,

new documents have surfaced from
one of C.A.'s former engineers,

proving that my father knew
about the crisis for years,

and did nothing about it.

And I'm not sure if you heard,
but earlier today,

he actually fired an employee
who lived in Clarke County,

because he was... his words...
a "potential whistleblower."

That's against policy.

If he reports that to OSHA,

they could slap us with a
wrongful termination suit.

The facts can't be denied.

My father is no longer
fit to run this company.

It's your job,
as Carrington Atlantic's board,

to make a change.

It's time to vote Blake Carrington out

and name me as your new CEO.

I can't stand it when
you stay away so long.

I've told you, I have to be careful.

It isn't safe.

I had another visitor, yesterday.

Fallon Carrington was here.

She said she's gonna
help me get released.

And you believed her?

Did-did you...

Did you tell her about me?

No. But...

don't be mad...
I-I told her about your storage locker.

That was my end of the deal.

And did she come back for you?

- Well...
- Claudia.

Don't you know by now I'm
the only one you can trust?

I'm an idiot.

I'm a stupid idiot.

Stop. Stop, stop.

Hey.

That's no way to talk about
the mother of my child.

You didn't do anything wrong, they did.

And you're right.

It's time we get you out of here.

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