All language subtitles for Dynasty S0812 The Spoiler

We made love once.

I don't wanna be sorry we did.

So it's, "Take a hike," is that it?

Josh, I'm not ready to marry
anybody.

Now, you'd rather stay here
and live a sexless lie.

I think you better go.

Last time on Dynasty:

This is about you, Harris. About your
screwing up your life and my team.

You want it straight?

You're a coke addict.

And unless you're willing
to get help, you're gone.

If only we could get a look
at that tape. Trace it.

Prove that it's been tampered with.

The trouble is if it is Alexis,
it's not gonna be that easy.

I don't like people
to take advantage of me.

The tape. Where'd you get it?

Trade secret, I'm afraid.

- I'm thinking of filing for divorce.
- Divorcing Jeff? Why?

We just don't belong together
anymore.

I just got off the phone
with Vitron Oil in Natumbe.

And gave them a yes, obviously.

Sorry, I disagree.
I just turned it down.

- You had no authority.
- Adam's right.

I told them we weren't interested.
It's done.

You say it's done.
I say you acted too soon.

Heard some good things
about Vitron Oil.

Thought I'd stop by, see if I
could get in on the good deal.

It's not like the old days, Dex.

I'm an oil minister of Natumbe now.
It's a private deal.

Well, I have to admit,
you've come a long way.

I have just had a visit
from Dex Dexter.

- Did my name come up?
- No, but he did ask about the deal.

Josh? It's Sammy Jo.

Oh, my God. Josh?

Josh.

Okay, take him downtown. Tag him.

Have Mary prep him for autop.

When you're finished in here,
hit the garage and dust his car.

- I got everything I need, lieutenant.
- All right, Nick, thanks.

- Wanna make a guess, Frank?
- Well, it doesn't look like a homicide.

No visible wounds.

Looks more like he OD'd.

I'll be able to tell you more
after I do the autopsy.

All right.

Miss Reece, are you up
to answering a few questions?

- Yeah.
- Why were you here tonight?

Josh was my friend
and I was concerned about him.

Was he alive when you arrived?

He was on the floor.

I don't know. He...

I'll call you later. Let you
know what I've got. Let's go, Macky.

Let's get him downtown.

Look, tell Mary to take
full blood panels, tissue samples.

Have him tagged and ready
by the time I get there.

I need you to stop that man.
Please...

Did you have any reason to suspect

- he was using drugs?
- Sammy Jo?

- Steven.
- Miss Reece, please.

I can't let you through.
- Please stop that man.

- Miss Reece, now...
- I'm Steven Carrington.

Can I talk to her
just for a minute, please?

I have a lot of questions
to ask Miss Reece.

Just for a second, please.

- You all right?
- He needed us.

We didn't help him.

It's the middle of the night.

- What's the matter?
- Isn't it obvious? I can't sleep.

Let me guess.

You set a trap and your victim
just wriggled out of it.

Blake must not become governor
of Colorado.

He's the wrong man for the job.

Let me ask you something.

Is it politics or ego?

I mean, the party had been
considering you for the nomination.

It has nothing to do with
petty jealousies, I assure you.

Heh. Makes me wonder

what brought the two of you
together in the first place.

Well, Sean, that was a long time
ago and we were different then.

In what way? Kinder?

More understanding?

This is not about Blake and me.

I would oppose anybody
with his political beliefs.

He has got to be stopped.

And the more I think about it,

the more I come up
with one answer:

Ralph Dunbar.

Heh, Blake beat Dunbar
in the primary.

What makes you think
he could win now?

Who said anything about winning?

- Mr. Carrington is expecting me.
- Yes, Mr. Fleming.

- I'll let him know you're here.
That's all right.

- Good evening.
- Ah, Mr. Carrington.

Forgive the hour, but the network

- is holding a satellite feed.
- That's all right.

I don't mind telling you the
phones in our newsroom

are ringing off the wall
with this Josh Harris thing.

Yes, I can understand that.

Darling, you know R.D. Fleming.
This is my wife.

- How do you do?
Hello. I watch your show.

- Would you like some coffee?
- No, I'm on a very tight schedule.

Sit down, won't you?

- You don't mind, uh, for accuracy?
No, no, not at all.

I have some tough questions.

Did you know there was a
drug problem on the team

before you sold it to your son?

Now, hold on. What makes you
think it has a drug problem?

Are you saying
it was just coincidence

that both quarterbacks
were involved with cocaine?

I'm saying that we shouldn't
condemn a whole team

because of the actions of two men.

Will you push your son
to test the team?

Nobody pushes my son.

Now, my position on mandatory
testing is clear:

I'm for it.

But my son owns the football team
and he makes his own decisions.

What's your reaction to this,
Mrs. Carrington?

Doesn't this effectively destroy
your anti-drug campaign?

- No, it'll only strengthen it.
- What do you think it will do

- to your husband's political future?
- Just a minute...

I'll answer that, darling.

You insist on tying
my husband's campaign

to his son's football team,
and I think that's wrong.

Josh Harris' death
is a terrible tragedy.

But it should be a warning
to all young people.

That's your story.

What if they prove that your son
was covering up for Josh Harris?

Mr. Fleming,
I think our interview is over.

The story won't go away.

Not with this cloud
hanging over the team.

Thank you for your time.

Good night, Mr. Carrington,
Mrs. Carrington.

I can see myself out.

Good night.

Josh broke this
the last time I saw him alive.

You're exhausted.

Why don't you try
to get some sleep?

I wanna talk about it.

Josh is dead and we helped kill him.

That just isn't true.

He couldn't deal
with the pressures of his life.

You chose to ignore that.

And when he turned to me for help,
I chose to turn him away.

All right, let's talk about it.

Harris didn't have an exclusive
on pressure.

Everybody has to deal
with pressure.

And not everybody OD's on cocaine.

So too bad for him?

I offered him help.

He was kidding himself.

Kidding himself.

I've been doing the same thing.

What do you mean?

I mean that I can't live
like this anymore.

And it took Josh's death
to make me realise that.

What happened to Josh
has nothing to do with us.

Steven, don't you understand?

I didn't love Josh.

L... I just need some...

I need someone to love me,

and to hold me,
and to make love to me.

I never misled you.

No. I misled myself.

I thought I could accept your terms.

I can't.

I don't wanna feel guilty about it.

I understand.

Maybe I should move out.

Steven.

I tried.

I really did.

Good morning.

You wouldn't know if, uh,
Harry Thresher comes in here?

- Thresher?
- Yeah, the oil minister?

I had a meeting with him
earlier, but I missed him.

Yes, sir,
he drops in from time to time.

How about his business associate,
Sean Rowan, do you know him?

I'm sorry.
Names don't mean much to me.

- I just connect faces with drinks.
- I see.

I'll take a Scotch on the rocks.

Thank you.

Dexter.

Don't see you in years
then twice in the same day.

I thought you made plane
reservations from my office.

Oh, the best laid plans.
First, I missed the flight.

You know, hotel room, I can't sleep.

- Gives us a chance to have a drink.
- Yeah.

Thank you.

Funny, you missing that plane.

I'm sure you're anxious to get home.

Yeah, well, can't, uh,
do anything about that now.

Wrong, old friend.

Can I have the phone, please?

The oil minister's got influence
in Natumbe.

I'll have you on the next flight out.

Oh, Harry, I don't
wanna put you to any trouble.

It's no sweat, Dexter. Thank you.

Unless, of course, you have
other business in Natumbe.

No.

No, no other business.

Good, then it's settled.

I don't know how to thank you.

By making the flight.

Why can't you ever find
what you're looking for?

Where is that?

It's here somewhere.

This house is a mess.

Look at that.
Nothing is in order.

Why is everything out of order?
Nothing's in order!

Mommy, Mommy, what are you doing?

It's nothing. Get back to bed.

- Everything will be fine.
I'm scared. I'm scared.

It'll be all right.
Don't worry about it.

- Time to go back to bed.
- Sammy Jo.

Hey, hi there, Danny.

Hey, you know, your daddy,
he's pretty busy.

That's why he sent me
to tuck you in.

So why don't you show Uncle Jeff
how hard you can hit that pillow, huh?

- Okay.
- Good.

Where do all these things go?

Nothing's right.
Everything's out of order.

- This isn't in order.
- Sammy Jo.

I'm sorry, Jeff.
I've gotta straighten things out.

I've gotta get this in order.

- Can't you see what you're doing?
- It's all messed up.

- Everything's wrong!
- Sammy Jo, just stop it.

- Now, just take it easy now.
- Unh.

Come on. Take a deep breath.
Come on.

Josh is dead.

That's why I have to find Steven, to...
Do you know where he is?

No. No, he's not here.

Uh, he's gone. He finally moved out.
It's over.

- I hate to leave you here like this...
- Uh, it's okay.

- I gotta learn to be on my own now.
- I hope you understand.

I have to find Steven.
But if you need anyone to talk to

or just to listen,

- I'll be there.
- Yeah.

I'll be there for you, all right?

I mean that.

- I'll be there, any place, any time.
- I'll be fine, really.

Everything's fine, really.

Damn it.

Nice catch.

Thanks.

What are you doing here?

Well, I was gonna ask you
the same thing.

Had a hard time finding you.

I thought I heard you talking
to someone.

Yeah, I've got a lot on my mind.

Got a game on Sunday
and no quarterback.

- You don't waste any time, do you?
- What do you want?

The press are like sharks.

Phone's ringing off the hook
at the house.

That's why I stayed away
from there.

Well, they're hounding your father.

Trying to tie this in
with his campaign.

- I don't control the media.
- I'm not asking you to.

I'm asking you to help your father.

Order mandatory drug testing
for the Monarchs.

No, I won't do that.

This could destroy your father's
campaign. You owe it to him.

I believe that mandatory testing
of any kind is wrong.

I don't understand how you can just
sit there with your principles,

while your father's taking all the heat.
You don't have a problem?

I don't have to justify
my family responsibilities to you.

You're the one
who's gonna have to live with it.

No, no,
don't schedule any interviews.

I don't wanna talk to any
reporters right now.

I'll be in the Hunt Bar waiting for
the attorney if you need to reach me.

Okay. Thank you.

Steven.

Hey. Chris. How are you?

- All right, all right.
- Good.

Sorry, I didn't mean
to keep you waiting.

What do you mean,
keep me waiting?

Aren't you here to meet the attorney
for the quarterback you're interested in?

Yeah, I thought his name was
Thompson.

- Ha, ha. My little joke.
- Ha-ha-ha.

- Very good.
- Thought I'd surprise you.

So I, uh,
hear you've got some problems.

- Yeah. Why don't you sit down?
- Oh, thanks.

- How've you been?
- All right, all right.

- Good.
- You're looking good.

- I'd like a club soda, please.
- Same.

Well, haven't seen you
in over a year.

Why does it take somebody's death
to bring people together?

You've sure had your share.

I was in Tokyo
during the Blaisdel business.

I'm sorry, Steven.
That was a hell of a thing.

Now your quarterback.

Yeah. Maybe I'm cursed.

Is that guilt I'm hearing?

I don't know. Maybe.

I don't buy that.

- You care too much.
- Do I?

Look, you've been through a lot,

but you're good people.

I mean, you couldn't have changed
that much.

What makes you think
I've changed at all?

I heard you're living
with your ex-wife.

Not as of this morning.

Sorry,
tell me to mind my own business,

but, uh, were you trying
to go straight?

No.

I don't know
what I was trying to do. L...

I wanted a family.

I wanted a home.

But I wanted them on my terms.

Is there a man in your life?

Hell, no. That's the last thing
in the world I need right now.

I've been living with someone
for almost a year.

He's an architect.

One-to-one. Makes sense.

Does it?

Yeah.

It feels good to have somebody
in my life.

Somebody to care about,
who cares about you.

It's a lot easier for you, Chris.
You're not a Carrington.

It gets cold at night,
no matter what your name is.

Not if you don't think about it.

Morning, Mr. Carrington.
- Morning.

Would you call the head coach
and set up a meeting?

- I've signed a new quarterback.
- All right, Mr. Carrington.

- Have you seen today's paper?
- No.

Ugh. Thanks.

Cheryl, tell them
I wanna talk to the players.

It's very important.

Ready, great.
Guys, let's go.

Teddy, look, look. Teddy, look.

Let's go, buddy.
You, you, you!

Come on, come on.
Come on, let's go.

Set! Agh!

Ball, ball!
Yeah!

Yeah, right.
Good job, you guys.

Good work, captain.
Yeah.

All right, you guys,
hang out for a minute.

They're all here. Closed meeting.

Just like you asked. No reporters.

- How are they taking it?
- Mixed.

Eh, they liked Harris.

But they see the newspapers
and the fingers pointed at them.

You know, about Josh,
I mean, I had no idea.

Maybe I should have looked at him
a bit deeper.

Yeah, maybe we all should have.

Come on.

All right, you guys, listen up.

All right, come on, move in.

Mr. Carrington has something
he wants to say to you.

I just wanted to talk to you guys before
the rumour mill got out of control.

It looks like Josh Harris did die
of a cocaine overdose.

Skip Maitland was arrested
for dealing drugs.

Those are the only facts
that we have.

They say the whole team's on drugs.

We're gonna be hearing a lot of that.
We're all in the spotlight now.

I heard you're gonna call
for mandatory drug tests.

Well, you heard wrong.
I don't believe in it.

But your father does.

My father doesn't own this team.
I do.

Now, we have a very serious
situation here.

The only way we're gonna be able
to deal with it is as a team.

And just how do we do that?

By talking about it.

Finding a solution
that we can all live with.

Okay, Mr. Carrington,
you're saying all the right things.

Maybe you should hear
what we have to say.

Yeah.
- All right, I'm listening.

Maybe we all share the blame
for what happened to Josh.

We've been on the losing end
of the stick for so long,

we put on blinders
when we started winning.

Mr. Carrington,

well, we appreciate what you've
done to turn this team around.

I mean, you stuck by us and,
well, that counts for something.

Yeah.
- I believe in you guys, Doug.

I don't think there's a drug
problem on this team.

But what we have to do

is to figure out a way
to let the public know that.

And if you guys have any suggestions,
I'd like to hear them.

Look, why don't you give us
a couple minutes?

Let us talk some things over.

- Just the players.
- You got it.

Let's go, guys. Come on.

Yes. Yes, of course, I'm pleased.

No. No, I had nothing to do with it.

It was my son's decision,
and a darned good one too.

Yes, you can quote me on that.
Yup.

Right. Bye.

Can you imagine?
The whole team volunteering?

- I think that's terrific.
- I think it'll help the campaign.

Yes, yes, it will.

And Steven did it the right way too.
He didn't force anyone to do it.

They did it on their own.

We're just talking about you.
We heard the good news.

Ah, well, I don't mind telling you

I didn't know
how it was gonna turn out.

Whatever you said
or whatever you did was great.

To get those guys to do
something as important as this.

Not to mention what it could mean
all the way across the country.

I mean, about voluntary testing
and saving lives.

Son, I'm proud of you.

Thanks, Dad.

Congratulations, Steven.
It's good work.

Thank you, Jeff.

If you had told me
what you wanted to talk about,

I could have saved myself
the trip over here.

The answer is no.

You know, Ralph,
I just don't understand you.

The Denver Mirror
backs Ralph Dunbar,

that is a great headline.

I am offering you a golden opportunity
to get back in the governor's race

as an independent candidate,
and you are rejecting it.

Come on, Alexis,
I'm smarter than that.

You don't expect me to win.

You're betting I'll siphon off
just enough of Blake's votes

to see him lose.

- You could win.
- No, I can't.

- But he can.
- Agh.

He's the wrong man for the job.

Why? Because of what happened
between the two of you 20 years ago?

That has nothing to do with it.

You know something?

I was wrong about you.

You'd make a lousy governor.

Evening, Mr. Rowan.

Thomas.
You have my reservation for three?

Yes, however, your wife phoned
just a few moments ago.

She regrets,
she'll be tied up in meetings

and won't be able to join you.

I see.

- Will you still need a table?
- Oh, absolutely.

- Am I late?
- On time and looking beautiful.

This way, please.

Champagne, please.

I thought you said Alexis
was joining us.

My wife has politics on the brain
lately.

Hard for her to focus
on a mere celebration.

Celebration? Thank you.
You mean she accepted my proposal?

Tell me. What did she say?
Was she impressed?

I told you, Alexis has a lot
on her mind these days.

She relied on my recommendation.

Well, I suppose a big thank you
is in order.

How far are you willing to go?

Excuse me?

Well, I was just thinking,

you don't strike me as a woman
who satisfies easily.

This enough for you?

I'd like to think
that we never get enough in life.

You should always stay a little hungry.
It keeps you wanting more.

Mm. That can get you in
over your head.

I'm a good swimmer.

I bet you are.

I bet you are.

Steven, this could be
Denver-Carrington's first major project

without Daddy's involvement.

Look, good or bad,
I turned the Vitron deal down.

I don't even understand what you were
doing in Natumbe in the first place.

I had some personal business there.

And I was doing your sister a favour.

Fallon doesn't run
Denver-Carrington.

I thought you didn't trust their oil
minister, this, uh, Harry Thresher.

I meant a long time ago,
when I dealt with the guy.

Well, it doesn't matter.

I don't wanna do a deal this big
right now.

Well, that puts a different
complexion on it.

- Look, I think...
- Fallon, it's over.

Dex, you have wasted enough time
in Natumbe.

Let's talk about the pipeline.

I want oil flowing through
the major section in three weeks.

Come on, Steven, you're acting crazy.
There's no way.

Colbyco was playing hardball
with that easement.

Tough.
Then I invoke your penalty clause.

I want that pipeline finished.

You know something, Steven? You
don't have to invoke penalty clause.

Because I'm invoking my out clause.

You want the pipeline finished?
You do it.

Steven, call him back.

It was his move. He made it.

What's happened to you?

Fallon, I know you meant well.

But don't ever discuss family
business with an outsider again.

This isn't over.

Not yet.

Okay. Oh, oh!

There we go.

What do you think, Daddy?

What do I think?

You'd better get some lessons, so you
can figure out how to use all this stuff.

When are we going, Daddy?
Can we leave now?

No. You and Danny and Mrs. Wrigley
are gonna fly up this afternoon.

I've got work to do,
I'll drive up and see you tonight.

- With Mom?
- No.

Without Mom.
Mom's not feeling up to a ski trip.

Besides, somebody's got
to take care of your little sister

while you boys are off frolicking
in the snow. Heh.

Your cousin Danny is downstairs
in his new outfit.

And he's looking for you.

I'm sorry you can't come with us,
Mommy.

Next time.

He looks so cute in that outfit.

I haven't told him about us.

I know. We'll have to tell him soon.

Yeah, well, figured it was
gonna be painful enough.

I didn't wanna spoil his trip.

I, uh, have to take Danny and L.B.
Over to Sammy Jo's.

Jeff.

Make sure he wears his gloves.

Yeah.

Hey, take it easy now. No running.

- Mommy, look, we're skiers.
- Oh! You certainly are. Heh.

They wanted to wear their skis
in the car.

- I think they're anxious to go.
- Heh.

- My daddy says we can have lessons.
- Well, that's wonderful.

There's a young man
who isn't going anywhere

until he straightens out his room.

- L.B., can you please help me?
- Okay.

Oh.

Hey. If you come with us,
you can watch us ski.

- How you doing? You okay?
- Oh, I'm fine.

- I'm just finishing up business here.
- Good.

You know,
why don't you come along?

No, I can't.
I've got stuff to do, but thank you.

Well, I could use some help
with those two Olympic hopefuls.

What about Fallon?

Fallon's not coming.

One big happy family, huh?

Well, listen, the more
I think about it, why not?

Why sit around here?
Look, I'm leaving tonight,

and I could use the company,
and I can guarantee you...

Well, yes, I think I have
the worst, worst jokes. Ha, ha.

I don't know. Heh.

Oh, come on.
We could both use the company.

It'll do us some good.

Maybe it would.

"Denver-Carrington board meets to
discuss reopening Vitron Oil proposal.

Steven Carrington votes no.

Fallon Colby votes yes.

Adam Carrington tables,
temporarily."

Dissension in the ranks.
I commend you.

- You're a woman of your word.
- And now it's over.

- I beg your pardon?
- No more. You got what you want.

Mrs. Carrington,
I thought we had an agreement.

Well, it's terminated.

And if you try to blackmail me
again, I'll tell my husband.

You know you won't do that.

And I want more information.

I will do that right now.

And you can go to hell.

Well, give me ten seconds
and then ask her in.

Adam, I have to talk to you.

I was just thinking about you.

I have to talk to you.

All right, but first things first.
Close your eyes.

- What for?
- Close your eyes.

- Oh, Adam, please, I'm...
- Eyes closed.

- Are they closed?
- Yes.

I was gonna wait until
I got home, but...

- Open it.
- Wh... Uh...

Oh.

It's the most beautiful thing
I've ever seen.

For the most beautiful woman
I've ever seen.

- Adam, l...
- I should have done this a lot sooner.

But I didn't think of it
until I gave Karen those earrings.

Here you go.

Mm.

You mean more than anything else
in the world to me.

And I don't tell you that
often enough.

What did you wanna tell me?

It'll keep.

I don't deserve you.

I love you.

Oh, I love you.

- Hi, Sammy Jo. Where's Steven?
- He's not here.

Well, his secretary told me he was.

Well, she's wrong.
He's moved back into the mansion.

Well, I'm delighted he's finally
made the right decision. And Danny?

Danny?
He's staying with me, of course.

Heh. Staying with you?
Well, Steven won't allow that.

You can't speak for him.
We have an agreement.

Oh, an agreement.

Does that agreement include
sleeping with every Tom, Dick and...?

Oh, don't ever do that again,
little girl.

Get out of my house. Get out!

This is just what I needed.
What a treat.

The only thing missing is an
ocean view and a strolling violin.

Well, we've been so busy, I'd forgotten
what a romantic dinner was like.

Well, I for one am glad and
grateful that you remembered.

I'm starving to death.

I have to see him
and you are not going to stop me.

I knew it was too good to be true.

Alexis,
may I ask what you want here?

- Steven has moved out of Delta Rho.
- I'm well aware of that.

- He's moved back into the house.
- But Danny hasn't.

Danny belongs with his mother.

Would you stay out of this?

Now, damn it, Alexis,
I think you ought to keep out of this.

Try living your own life and stop
interfering with other people's.

My children are a part of my life.

Danny should be under the
supervision of his father.

Not that tacky little niece
of Krystle's.

Stop right there, Alexis.

Oh, Blake, when you started running
for governor

I knew it would be a disaster
for the voters.

What I didn't realise was it was
gonna be a disaster for my children.

She sure knows
how to ruin a man's appetite.

Sean, do you mind?
I'm just not in the mood.

- Sure?
- Mm, positive.

How about driving up to the lake?

- What for?
- A little late supper.

I'm not hungry, either.

Tell me, Alexis, what are you?

I'm thinking.

About Blake, no doubt.

I should be suspicious.

Please don't give me
the jealous husband routine.

- It's misdirected.
- Is it?

- Mm.
- Then why this obsession

with getting him?

If he were really out of your
system, you wouldn't give a damn.

Is that really what you think
this is all about?

That I still care about Blake? Heh.

You and Dex. Neither of you either
know me or understand me.

Maybe I don't know you at all.

But what I'm seeing is a woman
who enjoys manipulating men,

who lashes out
when she doesn't get her way.

Am I next on your list?

Don't do this, Sean, please.

I'm going out. If I were you,
I wouldn't wait up for me.

Get me the managing editor
of The Denver Mirror, please.

Hello, Victor.

Victor, I want you to call
a press conference in my office

in exactly one hour's time.

Oh, Victor, I don't care how you do it.
Just do it.

That's why I pay you
so much money.

Who is it?

Who is it? Sean.

I got to thinking, now that you're
climbing up in the company,

your stressification factor
may take a dangerous upturn.

"Stressification"?

- My word. Pretty good, eh?
- Mm.

So I said to myself,

how do we destressify the lady?

Oh, let me think.

Champagne?

- For openers.
- Heh.

I'm not dressed for company.

Oh, yes, you are.

Don't tease me, Sean.

Who's teasing?

What's the matter,
Alexis have a headache?

Why don't you tell me
you don't want me?

Let it happen, Leslie.

Be with me.

Look, I worked hard
to get where I am.

What if Alexis finds out?
Am I gonna lose my job?

We're alike, you and I.

We want the same things.

And right now, I want you.

Nothing else matters.

Nothing.

Thank you.

Mrs. Wrigley called.

They arrived at the lodge
and she put the boys to bed.

Ha, good.

Jeff.

I hope you have good weather.

It's not too late to change your mind.

Yes, it is.

- Yes?
- Jeff Colby.

- Yes?
- Just a moment.

For you.

I didn't mean for it
to happen like this.

How was it supposed to happen?

Is there a right way
to serve divorce papers?

For what it's worth,
I never saw it coming.

Pretty lively pair, the
two of us. Heh.

Sorry.

Guess I haven't been
the best of company.

Fallon served me with
divorce papers today.

Sorry.

I just didn't think she'd
do it that fast.

- How do you feel about it?
- I don't know.

I guess I feel depressed and relieved
at the same time. Heh.

Well, do you want to talk
about it at all?

No.

No gloom and doom on this trip.

Just hopefully, some good snow, some
skiing and some fun with the kids.

- Deal?
- Deal.

Ah, um, maybe you should
pay attention to the road.

Oh, ha.

Piece of cake.

Okay, Sam, see you tomorrow.

Night.

Darling, do you mind
if I turn on the late news?

I wanna see how they handle
the story of Steven's football team.

No. Go ahead.

Blake, look.

She told the station

she had an important
announcement to make.

What next?

Good evening,
ladies and gentlemen.

Up until this moment

your choices in this election
have been severely limited.

Limited to two men;
Blake Carrington and James Rayford.

These two men assume that
they can control your destinies.

Well, I am going to challenge
that assumption.

And I am going to fight them

until they wish that they had
never heard the word "governor,"

nor the name Alexis Colby Rowan.

I can no longer sit idly by

and not gjve the voters
of this great state

a real choice in this election.

Therefore, as of this moment,

I am declaring myself
as an independent candjdate

for the governor's office
of the state of Colorado.

When djd you decjde...?

Have you told Mr. Carrington?

Mrs. Colby...

She's finally found a way
to destroy my campaign.

what will be
your campaign promise, Mrs. Rowan?

You have any idea?