All language subtitles for Dynasty S05E20 The Collapse

Morning.

Good morning.

Did you sleep well?

Not very.

Didn't find
the guest room comfortable?

Blake, I'd like to talk.

Krystle, how many times
are we going to do this to each other?

There's nothing to talk about

that we haven't talked about
many times before.

Have we reached the point where
we can't even talk to one another?

Blake, so much was said
in anger last night. I...

I think we should discuss things
before they get any worse.

Well, what are we going
to talk about?

That photograph of you
and Daniel Reece?

Are you going to tell me
that it doesn't exist?

Well, no, of course not.

Are you gonna tell me
it was something that I imagined?

- No.
- Then what?

Are you going to tell me
that it doesn't mean what's obvious?

What obviously went on?

Nothing went on. Nothing happened.

Blake, who's doing this?

Who's trying to break us up
with these lies?

Krystle, since when do pictures lie?

Now, I didn't sleep very well
last night either.

I need time. I need time
to sort things out for myself.

Hello, Alexis.

Come in.

The smile that emptied
a thousand bottles of champagne

one New Year's Eve
at the Moulin Rouge,

so Parisian legend has it.

I don't think you'll be quite so cheery
after I've gone.

Which may be in a moment, my dear.
What is it? Come in.

I spoke to my attorneys
this morning, Dominique,

and they told me that you are planning
to take over my company.

- Have you totally lost your mind?
- Quite the contrary, Alexis.

I mean, you've helped
to put it in total perspective for me.

If you're going to try
to take over my company,

the least I can do is take over yours.
Seems only fair, doesn't it?

Fair? Colbyco is a giant, Dominique.

You are down there with the ants.
You don't stand a chance.

I think I do.

Colbyco has many times more stock
available for me to buy.

Colbyco, the giant,
is many times more vulnerable.

Why don't you ask your attorneys
about that, Alexis?

- You could ruin us both.
- If I have to, I will.

- I think you're bluffing.
- Am l?

Try me.

Withdraw your takeover bid,
I'll withdraw mine.

And what if I don't?

I promise you, Alexis, this is one battle
you are never going to win.

My beloved mother used to tell me,

never make promises
that you can't keep.

It's rude and impolite.

In your case, Dominique,
it's stupid and disastrous.

I've been thinking
that since Jeff's been acting

so supremely in control
of Denver-Carrington,

why don't I just let him have control
for a day?

Let him deal with Blake.
It'll give us some time-

You're getting dressed.

I have to go to work.

- So soon?
- Adam.

Now, look, if you tell me
that you didn't enjoy last night,

then I'll tell you you're lying.

Last night was a mistake.

- I'm still married.
- Yes, I know you are.

To my brother, Steven, who is gay.

I know he doesn't love you.
He loves another man.

Now, that's difficult to hear,

but it's the truth,
and it's time you dealt with that.

It's also time you accepted this truth:

I'm the only one
who really cares about you.

- Do you know that?
- Well, I know that I need you now.

I need you too, just as much.

Oh, Adam, let's not fall in love.

I don't want
either one of us hurt any more.

We won't be.

Promise.

Ashley, I want you to know,
while I'm enjoying

being the most photographed man
in history,

I do have a business to think about.

By the time I'm finished, Blake,
you won't have to think at all.

The last time I did a photo essay
on someone for LIFE,

his company's stock
jumped three points,

and Wall Street adored him.

Oh, yes, yes, I remember.

But our stock is privately held,
unfortunately.

Yes?

Miss DeverauX is
here to see you, Mr. Carrington.

Oh, send her in, please, Barbara.

Business.
You'll want to be alone, right?

Yes. Thank you.

- Blake.
- Dominique, how are you?

Wonderful. Nice to see-

- Dominique.
- Ashley.

- It's been so long.
- I see that you two have met before.

- Yes.
- Yes, in Europe.

Many times
and in many different places.

Well, I'm going to the boardroom.
I'll be back.

- Nice to see you.
- Bye.

- Come in. Sit down.
- She doing a story on you, Blake?

- Yep.
- Let me warn you, be careful.

Ashley Mitchell has a history
of going after the unobtainable

and getting it.

Now, you didn't come here to just talk
about Ashley Mitchell, did you?

No.

Alexis paid me a little visit
this morning.

She did?

She knows about my plan
for the counter-takeover.

And she has vowed that Colbyco
will crush me and my company.

Well, I vowed
that you'd get my full support.

I know.

I've been in catfights before,

in the music business
in the early days.

I've clawed my way to the top.

But Brady
was always there beside me.

Without him, I'm not sure
that I would've come this far.

Now that you need him the most,
he's walked out on you, huh?

Blake, please,
don't start attacking Brady.

No, I'm not attacking him.

But, Dominique,
you don't seem to understand.

Now, if Brady decides
to join forces with Alexis,

if he sells his stock to her,
you are finished.

Alexis will gobble up your company
just like that.

Blake, no matter
what ever has happened,

good or bad,
between Brady Lloyd and me,

no one, especially another woman,

will ever turn Brady Lloyd
against Dominique Deveraux.

Well, just in case,
you better find Brady

before Alexis does.

- Oh. Jeff.
- I'm sorry.

You looked so deep in thought there,
I didn't wanna disturb you.

I just stopped up to ask how things
are going between Blake and you.

Now, Krystle, the sooner you talk
to him about those photographs...

- I've tried, Jeff.
- And?

Well, he's hurt, and he's angry.

He doesn't wanna hear
what I have to say.

- You have to try again.
- Well, I know what I have to do.

I'm sorry, Jeff.

Well, look, I'm just trying to help.

Jeff, I'll work this out
in my own way.

Sweetheart, Mommy's here.
It's okay. It's all right.

Are you sure you still haven't heard
or seen anything of Dex?

Well, Sam, if, by some miracle,
your son does show up,

will you please have him
call me immediately?

Oh, yes, I'll be careful. I always am.

Bye.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Dexter, but...

It's all right. Stuart, you can go.

Well, this is a first.

I don't know whether
I should be honoured or call Security.

Try something different.
Try being honest.

Honest? Oh, Krystle,
I'm always honest.

It's my virtue,
and my sometime downfall.

What would you like me
to be honest about today?

Oh! Love your new sable. Honestly.

Alexis, we've never liked each other.

Well, that is an understatement
if I've ever heard you utter one. Go on.

But you are the mother
of Blake's children,

and I've always acknowledged that.

And I've even respected you
for taking this company

and continuing to make it grow
after Cecil died.

Compliment from the sterling Krystle.
This is my lucky day.

What's wrong?

Something must be wrong,
otherwise you wouldn't be here.

Someone is sending photographs
to me of Blake and another woman.

What other woman?

- You don't know?
- No, I don't. I never ask questions

when I already know the answers.
What I do know, though,

is that you think that I'm the one
who's sending those photographs.

Well, you can put that idea
out of your mind. It's totally absurd.

- Was Rome absurd?
- Krystle, who never forgets.

All Blake was doing was rubbing
an ounce of innocent suntan lotion

onto my shoulders
in the parched ltalian sun.

I have nothing to gain
by sending you photographs, Krystle.

I suggest that you look
for somebody who does.

Look for the person
behind the camera.

One click of the shutter,

and the course of history
can often be changed. Or nearly.

Yes, this is Dominique.
I want to speak to J.J., please.

I don't care if he's in a meeting.

I wanna talk to him.

J.J.?

What's wrong?

You ask me what's wrong?

Counsellor, I have just been served
with divorce papers.

What is Brady trying to do to me?

What is he trying to do to us?

But I love him, J.J.

You have got to find him for me.

Please.

Yes. All right.

Oh, God.

Can you make sure
that we have enough tonic tonight?

I don't wanna run out
like I did last night.

- All right.
- Thanks.

Oh, Steven.

Claudia, I was hoping
I'd find you here.

- Can I buy you a drink?
- No, really.

- I'm very busy. Thanks.
- Wait a minute, Claudia.

You were the one who said
we could be friends.

We both said a lot of things
we didn't mean, didn't we?

What are you talking about?

Our marriage is over.

Why?

Yesterday afternoon, La Bourgogne,
you and Luke.

Didn't look like two people whose
relationship was over walking in there.

Steven, if it's Luke that you want,
fine, terrific,

but you could've had the decency
to be honest with me.

Claudia, you're wrong.

My relationship with Luke is finished.
We were just having lunch.

I know what I saw.

All I want from you
is the right to see Danny,

preferably when you're not around.

You are in no position
to make demands, damn it.

Danny loves me. Are you so selfish
that you'd keep me from seeing him?

Are you?

This is not the first time Steven
has said something he doesn't mean.

- Adam, I've never seen him so angry.
- Give him time. He'll cool down.

And when he does,
you can see Danny. You know that.

I don't know. I mean,
if he keeps me from seeing Danny,

I don't know what I'm going to do.

Now, is it the boy you'll miss,
or Steven?

Claudia?

Adam, I married Steven
because I loved him very much.

One of the wonderful things about you

is the way you care
about the people you love.

But don't waste it on Steven.
He doesn't deserve it.

Why don't you spend your time
thinking about somebody

who does deserve it?

Like me.

I'll be there in 20 minutes.

Eavesdropping.

Now, that's not like you.

It's hard enough for them
without your coming on to Claudia.

Right now, she needs a friend.

And some warmth
and some understanding.

Things she can't get from Steven.

Oh, come off it, Adam.
You playing Mr. Nice-Guy?

I know you too well.

You never could help trying to steal
what wasn't yours, could you?

- And you don't?
- What the hell does that mean?

Denver-Carrington.

You're the one trying to worm his way
into Blake's favour.

Trying to cut me out.

It's not going to work, though.

Your stint as the playboy
of the Western world hurt you.

Blake will never trust you again.

Jeff, you finally lost your grip
on the Carrington empire.

At last, you're out of my way.

Anytime you're ready to test me,
you just say the word.

But I don't need to be ready.

I'm Blake's real son.

And by the time
the final balloting comes around,

you'll be nothing
but a minority stockholder.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Don't you walk out on me.
I'm not through with-

Stop it, you hear? Stop it.

Stop it.

What's going on here, anyway?

Adam?

Jeff? Damn it, I want an answer.

It's nothing. It- It was my fault.

You don't believe him, do you?

No. As far as you're concerned,
it's always my fault.

What was that all about?

It's nothing.

This is my house, and it's my family,
and I wanna know what's going on.

I told you, Blake, it's nothing.

I can handle Adam, in my own way.

- More champagne, Mrs. Colby?
- No, thank you.

Honey, please stop swinging your legs
under the table. You're kicking me.

- I'm sure he didn't mean
to do that, did you, darling?

How about another Denver Dog?

That's, "No, thank you," right?
No, thank you.

There's a good boy.

- Jeff-
- Ow! He's doing that on purpose.

- No, I'm not.
- You are too, you-

- Jeff, please.
- But I'm not doing anything.

- That'll be enough, L.B.
- I think the problem,

if there is a problem, is that L.B.
wants to go and play with his new toy.

- Right, darling?
Mm-hm.

Okay, you go along.

You spoiled little brat!
Look what you've done!

It was an accident.
- An accident?

- He ruined my dress.
- Dresses, as we all know,

can be easily replaced.
A Halston or a Givenchy,

or whatever designer it is
that you're using.

Lin, would you take him over
to play with his toy, please?

Of course, Mrs. Dexter.

I'm sorry. Look, I'm-

I don't know what came over me.
I'm just not used to children.

Obviously.

You haven't been married before,
have you?

Yes, once. But we had no children.

Well, you'll find out
soon enough, Alexis.

Nikki was married to De vilbis.

Peter De vilbis?

No.

Will that be all, Mrs. Carrington?

Yes, thank you.

Oh, Mrs. Carrington,
Mr. Carrington's upstairs with Kristina

- in the nursery.
- Probably spoiling her. Thank you.

A little more to the right.

- More. More.
- All right.

Oh, that's perfect.

She has an innate sense
of the dramatic.

And she's so beautiful too,
isn't she?

Beautiful? She's incredible.
Do you think we could take a few shots

- of her against that background?
- Sure. Come on.

- Look at that little chin and that nose.
- Come on.

And those beautiful eyes.

Real Carrington stock,
if you ask me.

Smile at the beautiful lady.
Come on.

- So strong.
- Blake?

Oh, Krystle. This is Ashley Mitchell.
This is my wife, Ashley.

Mrs. Carrington, I'm doing
a photo layout on your husband,

and he's been kind enough
to oblige me.

So I see.

This is such a special moment.

Would you be kind enough
to hold Kristina,

Iet me take a few photographs?

Thank you.

Okay.

Now, smile.

- I have nothing to gain
by sending you photographs, Krystle.

I suggest that you look
for somebody who does.

Look for the person
behind the camera.

I haven't been able to think
of anything else all day long.

- Jeff, why did you do it?
- Marry Nicole?

Marry Nicole De vilbis.

Marry the widow of the man
who murdered Fallon.

What were you trying to do?

Strike back at my daughter
for running away from you?

Jeff, I want an answer.

There must've been some method
to your madness.

You want an answer?

I was drunk, okay?

I was very, very drunk.

Drunk? Jeff, you need help.

- Let me help you out of this.
- No. I needed help

when the only thing I could do
was crawl into the nearest bottle.

The only person
who would help me was Nikki.

- So you married her out of gratitude?
- I married her because she loves me,

and because she tries very hard
every day to give me a new life.

Oh, Jeff,
those are very noble motives,

but they're hardly worth
giving up your life in return.

You are a wonderful man,

and you need to find a woman
who is worthy of you,

not to mention a caring stepmother
for your son.

Alexis, I am married to Nicole.

And I intend to make the best of it.

Operator, I want to make
a long-distance call

to the United States Embassy
in La Paz, Bolivia.

- Conrad, you have got
to get to Brady Lloyd.

We have got to find a way
to make him sell out to us.

I don't care what it takes, Conrad.
We must buy him out.

Mr. Carrington is here to see you.

- Send him in, Seth.
- Uh, it's Stuart.

Oh, Stuart. Yes, of course.

Sir?

- Morning, Blake.
- Morning.

- Come and sit down.
- Thank you, no.

Well, what can I do for you?

Alexis, I thought,
after what you said in Acapulco,

we might put our differences aside
for our children's sake.

You did say, didn't you,
that we might be friends?

Oh, yes, I said that,
and I meant it sincerely.

But since Dominique
is trying to take over my company,

I'm forced to defend myself
against your singing partner.

That singing partner
happens to be my half-sister.

Oh, yes, I do remember
that touching scene in Sumatra

when your father
was delirious and dying.

Well, since he anointed her
your sister, Blake,

why don't you save her?
Because I'm gonna put her away.

It'd be foolish, I suppose, to try
to convince you to stop this madness.

Blake, this is not madness,
this is business. Good business.

Colbyco is going to swallow
Dominique's minnow of a company

in one gulp.

Alexis, I warn you,

in this case,
the minnow might swallow the shark.

Bye, Blake.

I know it sounds strange,

but if I lose this battle
and everything I own,

I can live with that.

But, Blake,
you are my flesh and blood.

I don't want to do anything
to jeopardise Denver-Carrington.

Now, don't worry. I've done everything
necessary to protect the company.

It's just you and Alexis
battling it out now.

Well, there's no more of her stock
for me to buy.

There's no more of my stock
for her to buy.

Well, that's true,
except for your husband.

Whatever you two do
about your personal affairs,

that's your own business.

But Brady's stock
is still the crucial factor here,

more now than ever.

You must put your personal feelings
about him aside.

- Do what? Should I beg him to help?
- Yes, if necessary.

Alexis would, and probably is.

- Yes?
Tony Nelson on Line 1,

- Mr. Carrington.
- Thank you.

Blake, do I know
the name Tony Nelson?

- Yeah, private detective.
- Is it about Brady?

No. No, it isn't.

Somehow I wish it were.

But I will find him.
I will track him down.

And, uh, I'll call you later.

- Yes, Nelson? Any news?
- Uh, yes, but you're not going to like it.

Those envelopes, Mr. Carrington,

are sold in stationery stores
all over the country.

And there are so many fingerprints,
we can't lD any of them.

Well, keep on it.
Something will turn up sooner or later.

Thank you.

I must admit, Amanda,
that you and the prince

made a very handsome couple
on the dance floor.

- Even Minister Han remarked on it.
- It was nice for what it was.

Mm. And what it was is nothing
compared to what it could be.

As I told you before, darling,

Prince Michael is one
of the most eligible young bachelors

in the whole of Europe.

Well, aren't we lucky, then,
that I'm in America?

Darling, do you really expect me
to believe

that you and he
spent 36 hours alone together

and all you did
was play backgammon?

Are you asking if we slept together?

Of course not.

- I'm not that curious.
- Mommy, I know what you're doing.

You're trying to play matchmaker,
and I won't stand for it.

May I point out
that princes do not grow on trees?

And when one falls at one's feet,
as it were,

one should know
what to do with one.

I did. I sent him on his way.

Oh, Amanda.

Anyway,
instead of trying to solve my life,

why don't you concentrate
on your own?

Which reminds me, where is Dex?

Actually, I don't know.

And frankly, darling,
I don't give a damn.

Alexis.

Don't.

Amanda.

Oh, Amanda.

I've seen the way
you look at Amanda, Dex.

How could you marry her?

You don't want her. You want me.

I know you, Dex.
All you want to do is play games.

Games with a mother and daughter.

I never meant to hurt anybody.

There's no way
I'm going to share you with anyone,

because you're mine.

I want you, Dex.

I love you, Dex.

I need you.

I'm going to be watching you.

You're mine.

Senor Dex!
- No!

Are you okay?

I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine.

Bueno.
Senor Reece wants to see you.

Okay.

All right.

Door's open. Come on in.

Hello, Ashley.

Krystle, I'm sorry
I missed you last night.

A day with Blake Carrington.
What do you think?

Well, I had no idea
you'd taken so many pictures.

Yes, over many days
and some evenings.

I usually don't let anyone see them
till I've made my final selection

and chosen the proper order.

Pictures can distort reality,
you know?

Yes, I know.

Well, you've managed
to capture Blake in moments

when even I wouldn't know him.

Yes, I know.

It's amazing about men,
powerful and important men,

to see how they use their energy.

Some of them
spend it all on business,

and others seem to have time
for their families.

Frankly, I think their women
are the lucky ones. What do you think?

I've never given it much thought.

Actually, the secret
of really good photography

is to always catch a side
of your subject

that people don't normally see.

And at such distances,

to get a picture so close, so clear.

- Do you use a special lens?
- Not really.

Are you interested
in photography, Krystle?

A little, lately.

Tell me, um, how much training
do you need to get pictures like this?

Not much at all.

Probably an inspired amateur
could do it.

I, uh, read an interview recently
about a writer

who said he could only use
one kind of pencils and papers,

or he couldn't work.

I suppose that's true
with photographers too.

Exactly. There's nothing
really specific about it,

but we all do have
our little idiosyncrasies,

our preferences for using certain kinds
of film, processing, paper.

And envelopes?

Yes, even envelopes.

I always use the kind
that you're holding.

Krystle, why is it
that I get the distinct feeling

that you've come here
to accuse me of something?

I did.

I, uh, guess I was wrong.

I'm sorry.

- Brady, a divorce
is the last thing I could ever want.

But if you say it's what you need,
it's what you want,

I would never stand in your way.

But, darling,
there is something I must ask you.

Has Alexis been in touch with you?

Then you know
that she has me right by the throat.

So which way is it gonna be
for you, darling?

No, no, no. I'm okay.

Brady, I asked you something.

And I have got to know.

Still no answer
on Conrad Stillman, huh?

No, Mr. Carrington.

I've even checked his homes
in Boca Raton and the Springs.

Mm-hm. Keep trying, Barbara.

I'd like to know whether he's been
in contact with Brady Lloyd or not.

Yes?

- Am I interrupting?
- No. Morning, Ashley.

Good morning, Blake.

I'm afraid that this isn't a very good day
for taking pictures, Ashley.

There's just too much
going on today.

- Well, if you're busy, I'll, uh-
- No, no, wait.

Barbara, would you excuse us
a moment, please?

Certainly. I'll bring these back later.

Maybe I should come back
another time.

No, please, wait.

Everything all right?

Come on, now, what is it?

We're friends. We can talk
to each other, can't we? What is it?

I'm not sure how to say it.
It's about Krystle, Blake.

What about Krystle?

She came to see me
in my room last night,

asking very strange questions.

Asking questions about what?

Well, I was doing
the preliminary layouts,

and your pictures
were all over my room.

And she wanted to talk about
long lenses- Can anybody use them?

- and types of film developing,

even the kind of envelopes
I use for mailing.

Envelopes?

I had the feeling
she was accusing me.

Accusing you of what?

Of trying to come between
the two of you.

Look, I'm probably wrong, Blake.

But I was concerned.
I'll call you tomorrow.

Earlier today,

the bid by Colbyco Oil's
AleXis Colby-DeXter

to take over
the DeverauX Group, Incorporated

was stopped by Brady Lloyd,

estranged husband
of Dominique DeverauX.

Mr. Lloyd refused
to sell his large block of stock.

Business rivals
of AleXis Colby-DeXter

are not hiding their delight
over her failure to win this round.

Bravo.

Have you come here to gloat?

Oh, no,
that would be much too easy.

It was quite clever of you launching
that counter-takeover, Dominique,

but I assure you
that if it hadn't been for Blake,

you would never have succeeded.
So, what do you want?

I am here, Alexis, to give you
something you would never give me:

fair warning.

Oh. How ominous.

From now on, every deal you make,
every step you take,

turn and look over your shoulder,

because, sooner or later,
I will be standing there.

It's as simple as that, lady.

Thank you.

Blake.

I thought, when you married me, you
understood what kind of a man I was.

What do you mean?

I thought you understood, no matter
what problems there might be for you,

for me, for any member
of this family,

that whatever happened
inside this house was to remain here,

to be dealt with here.

- You've talked with Ashley Mitchell.
- How could you go to her?

Someone who's been so kind to me,
so helpful.

How could you go to her
with your groundless suspicions?

To her, of all people.

Because I thought she might be
the one who was sending the pictures.

Why? What the devil would give you
such an insane idea, anyway?

I'll show you.

These.

- Where did these come from?
- Someone sent them to me.

Just like someone is sending you
photos of me with Daniel Reece.

Misleading photos
to try and tear us apart.

I told you
I was doing everything I could

to find out who that someone is.

But that's not enough.

Blake, you and Kristina
are my world,

and someone is trying to destroy us.

I'll do whatever I have to do
to keep that from happening.

Believe me, Krystle,

I want to do everything I can to prevent
that every bit as much as you do.

And I promise you
that I will somehow.

It's late.

We have to make an appearance
at that celebration dinner.

Don't you think
we ought to get dressed now?

Why? Keep up appearances?

Blake, I'm tired.

I think I'll stay home,
if you don't mind.

Claudia, come on and join us.
A little fun wouldn't hurt.

I can't. I've got a room full of people
to take care of.

Ohh. Who cares about them?

Now that you've moved out of the
house, we don't see enough of you.

Join us.

All right. Good.

Now that we are all assembled,
I would like to propose a toast.

Oh. Oh.

To the victor, Dominique Deveraux.

To Dominique.
Yeah.

- Thank you, Blake. And thank you.
Cheers.

- Speech. Speech.
- Oh, I'm...

I'm not one for making speeches,

but I would like to tell you all
how very happy I am.

This is a big night.
We've beaten Alexis.

What a triumph.

And the victory is all the sweeter
because I can share it with you,

my family.

- How sweet, Dominique.
Nicely spoken.

- It is a big night.
- Yes.

What is it?

You're still thinking about Brady,
are you?

I guess so.

But not tonight.
Blake, how will I ever repay you?

You're family, remember?

- What is it, Dominique?
- I'm really all right.

Well, can I get you something?

Are you sure you're all right?

Tonight is a night for celebrating,

and that's exactly
what we are going to do.

And I shall start the celebration now.

Let's do, uh, "Chasing Rainbows."

My pleasure, Miss Deveraux.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Ladies and gentlemen.
Tonight is a very special night for me.

Probably the most special night
in my life.

I would like to do for you
a very special song.

Some fellows look

And find the sunshine

I always look
And find the rai-

I always look
And find the rain

Some fellows make a winning
Sometime

I never even make a-

I never even make a gain

Believe me

I'm

Always chasing rainbows

Dominique?

What is it?

Dominique?

Oh, my God.

Somebody call an ambulance, quick.