All language subtitles for Dynasty (2017) 1x14 - The Gospel According to Blake Carrington (English)

Previously on Dynasty...

When you walk out those gates,
Blake will see

he's not invincible.

- Cecil tried to kill me.
- What?

The man was crazy.

Who knows what he'd do if he got out?

Blake Carrington sent my father
to prison in the first place,

and he's been pulling strings
to keep him in there ever since.

The commissioner
overruled that decision.

Cecil Colby's being released.

Jeff's playing me.

And Monica, too.

Jeff Colby is going down.

I can keep a secret.

My life may be over,
but I am not going down alone.

I'm taking you and Steven down with me.

Ted? Ted!

Ted!

Ted?

Ted!

Oh, my God!

What do you mean you
don't know what happened?

- You were with him.
- The guy is crazy, Steven.

Was crazy.

I'm calling 911.

Maybe someone already did?

What...?

I can't talk to the police.

Why not? You didn't do anything wrong.

That's not what it looks like.

He ripped my earring out and
took it with him when he jumped.

I think he was trying to
frame me for his murder.

Okay. Well, as screwed up as that is,

the best thing you can do is

just tell the police what happened.

And if, for some miraculous reason,
they believe me,

I'm still screwed.

I'm not here legally, Steven.

My papers are not...

valid anymore.

Wait. Really?

Just get back to the manor
before anyone else sees you.

You were never here, okay?

I'll handle it. Just go.

Okay.

Let's back it up.

Why on earth

would Jeff want to marry me so badly

that he'd have Monica
manipulate me into it?

Well, marriage is the ultimate merger.

Yeah, but everybody knows,

Carringtons don't
marry without a prenup.

Well, then, maybe this is all
just to spite your father.

When you wanted to
leave Blake's company,

Jeff sure was quick to back you,
and smug,

every chance he got to
rub it in your dad's face.

Not as smug as you are right now.

You're loving that you were
right about Jeff, aren't you?

I don't mind it.

I do mind you wearing his ring, though.

Well, I had to make him
believe that I was into him,

not onto him.

I mean, the closer I stay,
the better chance I have

at figuring out what
the hell is going on.

I mean,

what if he's been using
me this whole time?

And I let him?

This is exactly why
I don't trust people,

but he was always so...

Oh, my God.

I trust you.

Even if you don't trust me yet.

Do you remember that
program that Jeff gave me

when we were trying to erase
Cristal's affair with Matthew?

Well, he told me to run it on
the manor's private server.

And you said it worked.

Well, it did,
but what if it also gave him access?

I always wondered

how he knew so much
about the Venezuelan deal

Dad was doing with Alejandro. I mean,

what if he's been reading
all of our e-mails?

All of our texts?

What are you doing?

I'm testing my theory.

I am gonna write you an e-mail

professing my undying love for Jeff.

I can't wait to read that one.

And I'm gonna say how happy I am
that you and I didn't work out,

so I didn't have to get
married in a church.

Priests make me break out in hives.

Is that true?

It's bait.

And we're gonna see if Jeff takes it.

Welcome home, Dad.

Your boy did pretty good, right?

Whenever I was having a bad
day in prison, I'd try to...

picture this place the
way you described it.

But this is better

than anything I could have imagined.

So I set it to the property lines.

Rules are here if you forget them.

But I wouldn't forget them.

Thank you, Officer.

Well, this beats the hell
out of my last prison.

This is paradise.

It's a long way from that
Lakewood Heights shack

we lived in.

But it's a proud day when a...

...son outstrips his
father's wildest dreams.

You'll be even prouder when
you see my plan at work.

You know, I had my doubts
about your methods,

but, uh, you did make me a free man.

Well...

mostly.

_

_

Today, we celebrate the Colbys.

Reunited at last.

Blake, where are you?

I don't want you to worry,
but I just met with our security team.

Cecil Colby's out on parole.

Well, you don't think
he'd still want revenge

after 11 years, do you?

Just wanted you to know
there will be extra security.

No need to worry about anything.

Blake, you didn't.

- Didn't what?
- Aw.

You know I love white hyacinth.

That's so sweet of you to think of me...

- Well, those aren't from me.
- Oh.

They're from Ramona.

From the Atlanta Digest.

I gave her a tip for
the story she's doing

on C.A.'s clean coal experiment.

That's a nice arrangement.

Are you sure you didn't
give her the whole story?

No, just the tip.

Listen, I should get to work.

Okay. Bye, hon.

I am so sorry for your loss.

Feel free to call your lawyer.

No, it's okay.
I've... got nothing to hide.

He was by the window,
and I turned my back,

so I don't know if he lost
his balance or jumped or...

Hey! This man still has a pulse.

Take this. Let's go, let's go.

Looks like your
friend might make it after all.

Strap him in there.

What were you thinking?

Sending flowers to my office?

Thought it was a
gentlemanly thing to do.

Kissing a married woman
is not gentlemanly.

You kissed me.

Look, whatever happened,
it was a mistake.

And it can't happen again.

Is that all you have to say?

- Well, what did you expect to hear?
- Something like,

"We shouldn't have done that, Rick.

"But you know I'm impulsive,

and I love that you're impulsive, too."

I love my husband.

But you also love your freedom,

and maybe you're afraid you
were wrong to give that up.

I'm not afraid of anything.

Then why are you trembling?

We have to stay away from each other.

Always causing trouble, aren't you?

Me?

What did I do?

Well, you nearly caused an
accident in the parking lot.

The valet said he was blinded
by the bling on my finger.

Well, go big or kill somebody trying.

That's the Carrington way, right?

You sure do know a lot about my family.

Speaking of family...

Uh, you heard
my father got out on parole?

- Mm-hmm.
- I know.

It's all over the Internet.

He's staying with me.

I thought we could all
have dinner tomorrow.

Introduce him to my fianc�e.

Well, I've already
met your dad in prison.

He has quite the temper.

Yeah, that was a misunderstanding.

He still hates your dad for putting me

through that lawsuit and
trying to take my tech.

But don't worry.

I'll tell him to use his
inside voice this time.

Hmm.

So, about Blake.

What did he say?

Or did you not tell him
about our engagement?

We both know that
isn't going to go well.

Even if it did,
Anders would start making us discuss

reception venues, book a church.

Meet with planners.

Too much, too soon.

No offense,

but I can't see Fallon Carrington
getting married in a church.

Uh, not without burning it down.

I mean, I'll do whatever you want.

No, I'm impressed.

You know me so well.

What exactly did you say
to the cops? Huh?

Nothing that wouldn't have made sense

if Ted had simply stuck
to his plan and died.

I had to think quick.

All I knew is what Sam told me.

That Ted wanted it to
look like Sam pushed him.

Sam didn't push him?

No. Sam didn't do anything.

But Ted might still
have Sam's blood on him.

And I couldn't find the earring.

Plus, if Ted wakes up from the coma,

this is gonna look ten times worse,

because I lied to that cop.

Well, that can't happen.

You have to get into his
room before anyone else does.

Dad.

To wipe off the blood, not kill him.

I already tried,

but the nurse won't let in
anyone who's not family.

What are you doing?

What, so just because
you're a same-sex partner,

you're not considered family?

Sir, you need to keep

your voice down,
or you'll be asked to leave.

What is this, 1952?

My son can't comfort a dying man,

the love of his life,

because of his sexual orientation?

This is inexcusable.

Not to mention disrespectful
to all the gays.

The whole LTBZ community.

- Close enough.
- Sir, I-I didn't know

he was Mr. Dinard's partner.

- He didn't mention that before...
- Well, you weren't listening.

Because he's gay.

Follow me.

And I'll waive visiting hours.

He took the bait.

So he is spying on you.

Well, that makes it easy.

That's illegal, we go to the police.

His cousin is the chief of police.

Well, then, we start with your dad.

No. No, if anybody's gonna nail Jeff,
it'll be me.

Blake has resources.

And we don't know what
type of serious blackmail

Jeff may have on you or your family.

You think I don't know that?

This is all my fault.

And my dad warned me again
and again not to get involved

with Jeff, and I didn't listen.

Instead, I helped his enemy
plant spyware in our house.

You didn't know.

That doesn't matter.

My dad once blamed me for losing
a deal because he got stuck

in traffic on the way back
from my dance recital.

He'll never respect me again.

So, then, we keep it between us.

We need to find out what Jeff knows

- and where he's been storing it.
- Ironically,

the only I.T. genius I know is Jeff.

Actually, I may know someone
who can help us out.

The nurse had already cleaned it,

to avoid any possible infections.

They said it's basic procedure.

What about the earring?

It's somewhere in the alley, I assume.

But without an investigation,

there's no reason for anyone
to know it ever existed.

We need to find that earring.

Mr. Carrington, can you tell us about

your relationship with Mr. Dinard?

Do you think your
partner's gonna make it?

How did they even know that we're here?

These things leak.

You leaked this.

You saw how Nurse Ratched
turned into Florence Nightingale

at the mention of you
being a grieving partner.

She ate that story up.

You are a public figure now that
you're running for city council.

If we can garner public sympathy

and spin this story in our favor,

you come out on top and no one
even thinks to ask about Sam.

Except that the whole world
thinks I'm dating Ted Dinard.

Well, that seems
like a small price to pay

for your future and Sam's.

Okay, fine.

I would like to ask
for everyone's respect

at this time.

My son is going through an
extremely traumatic event.

And I can, uh,

only take a few questions right now.

Mr. Carrington,
do you plan on suspending your campaign?

My priority right now is
the health and well-being

of my partner, Ted Dinard.

Uh, so you're suspending it

to be with your partner?

I can't answer that right now.

Not during such an emotional moment.

Politics should never come
before human compassion.

...the health and
well-being of my partner...

- Partner?
- That's one way to put it.

Well...

someone's developed a case of

post-traumatic stress eating disorder.

It's hard to have an appetite

when you might be dragged
away in cuffs any second.

I wouldn't last a day in prison.

This face has "make me your bitch"
written all over it.

Hey, Blake is handling it.

All you need to do is lay
low and stay out of trouble.

Yeah, that's the problem.

It always finds me ever
since I moved here.

The robbery that almost killed Blake,

my parents kidnapping Fallon,

and now the tragic triangle with Ted.

Really, I'm the trouble, aren't I?

Well, you do come with a
747's worth of baggage.

Anders.

What? He asked.

You and I are the same, Sam.

We both left Venezuela in
search of something better.

You with fake papers,
me with stolen ones.

We both worked our
asses off in a country

where the cards always seemed
to be stacked against us.

You worked your ass off.

I took a sketchier path.

Paved by the kindness
I stole from strangers.

This isn't stealing.

This is what people
who love each other do.

I don't want them to do it for me.

I don't deserve it.

And... I especially don't want
to be a strain on your marriage.

Oh, trust me, there are bigger
strains on my marriage than you.

- Am I interrupting?
- Not at all.

He's all yours.

How you feeling?

Well, I mean,

you are pretending to be
lovers with a dying man

after he tried to frame
me for his murder.

It's not your typical Wednesday.

How's your Ted-inflicted wound?

Hmm... it's fine.

Honestly, what hurts is that

my grandmother gave me that earring

when I was leaving
Venezuela to come here.

She said it was a way for God

to be looking after me
every step of the way.

Well, maybe losing it
is God's way of saying

you don't need it anymore.

You got me to protect you now.

- I'm sorry.
- Don't be.

Why did we stop seeing each other,
anyway?

Because I slept with Ted.

Yeah, well...

We all make mistakes, I guess.

Doesn't mean we should stop trying.

The Atlanta Mirror wants to
do a follow-up interview.

A couple of other outlets
are asking me to comment

on health benefits for same-sex couples.

What has my father started?

I... Can we talk later?

Hey, spare no expense.
My dad deserves the best.

So does my son.

You know, I like this.

You know good quality.

Well, if we're choosing for the wedding,

we should stick with navy.

Blake usually prefers gray.

Navy, then.

And I'll be the father
shackled by the ankle bracelet.

That'll be off soon.

The important thing is my
dad gets to be at my wedding.

It's not a real wedding.

You're marrying a
godforsaken Carrington.

Uh...

Go buy yourself
some needle and thread, huh?

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Not usually the father of the
groom that gets cold feel.

You don't know who you're dealing with.

I've faced Blake and lost.

I've been facing him
for years and winning.

First, my lawsuit,

then his daughter, next his company.

I control everything, including Fallon.

You'll see when she comes
for dinner tomorrow.

She dies for me.

I have no interest in dining
with the Devil's spawn.

Well, get interested because
you need to apologize

for losing your cool
when you two first met.

Now, why the hell will I apologize?

Because I said so.

I know, when you left,

I was just some confused, naive kid,

but this is my house.

You play your part in it,

and everything will be just fine.

Found it.

Nice to meet you. You're adorable.

I don't want to cry nepotism,

but are you sure your little sister

can crack Jeff Colby's spyware?

I may be 17,
but I'm a senior at Emory.

My thesis project is developing

behavioral based software
for advanced robotics.

- And what were you doing at that age?
- Robby Reid.

Whoever programmed the virus

found a way to duplicate your
e-mails and send them to...

wow, 17 different I.P. addresses.

- What does that mean?
- I don't know yet. Stop yelling.

So...

The other day,
I uttered the four-letter "L" word,

- and you kind of just L-E-F-T...
- Well, I had to go deal with Monica,

and did you, did you dump her?

I thought maybe keeping
her around for a while

could be helpful.

- But you're not gonna still...
- No.

Been trying to avoid her
for the last couple days,

and it doesn't seem too obvious.
You and Jeff gonna...?

Oh, God, no. I told him I was
saving it for our wedding night.

If you two are done being gross,

looks like the most consistent
downloads are to this I.P.

Nancy Creek.

That's where Jeff lives.

Yeah, it's probably his private server.

Thanks, Evie. I owe you one.

You owe me one Benjamin.

Your girl can afford it.

Or else I'll just have to tell
Mom and Dad you're a chauffeur.

You should send me your r�sum�.

Nah. You're gonna work for me one day.

All right, so to erase
what Jeff has on your family,

we need to destroy his laptop,
probably his phone,

and find the private
secure server in his house.

Okay, well, one step at a time.

First, we just need to know
where he keeps it.

And in an unfortunate,
yet fortunate, turn of events,

I'm having dinner at Jeff's tonight.

To meet his father?
Well, Monica invited me, too.

Maybe I could help create a
distraction so that you can snoop.

Why are you here?

Well, your butler asked me to wait.

Hey, Rick.

Steven.

Thank you for agreeing
to a follow-up interview,

especially during such a difficult time.

This has become a human interest story.

People want to know more
about you and your partner.

Or is it husband, maybe?

Ted wasn't able to make

an honest man out of Steven.

Not yet. Maybe not ever.

A terrible situation.

Blake Carrington.

Nice to finally shake
the hand of the man

smart enough to marry Cristal Flores.

It's Carrington now.

Well, it's nice to meet the man

who's done so much
for my son's campaign.

Your first interview went over so well.

When you're done with the follow-up,
Rick, why don't you join

Cristal and me for dinner?

Steven'll have to get back
to Ted's side, of course.

That would be fantastic.

_

Mr. Dinard.

Steven Carrington.

What the hell happened to my son?

I know this is a lot to take in,
but please believe me,

- I cared about your son.
- Cared? My son is still alive.

Only time he ever mentioned your name

was when he was defending you.

The person that drove him away from me,

away from the church.

And when he finally reached out again,

it was to tell me that it was you

that left him rotting in jail.

No, sir, I bailed him out. He...

Look, Ted and I had our ups and downs,

just like any other couple,

but we were trying to
make it work again.

I've been through war.

Much tougher men have
tried to lie to me.

I know what you're doing.

Taking my son's situation

and milking the public for sympathy

with your little press conference.

Well, you listen to me.

God already knows your sins,
but as for me,

I will do everything in my power
to expose them to the police

and to the press.

Now get out of my son's room!

Mr. Dinard.

We have your son's belongings.

Thank you.

He's been talking about
meeting you all day.

- He's very excited.
- Monica tells me you drive for the Carringtons.

Well, I'm excited for our rematch.

Think I'll need protective
headgear this time?

Fallon, he'd been in prison
for 11 years when he met you.

He's happy for us, trust me.

Cecil.

Mr. Colby? Should I call you Dad?

It's probably too soon.

Fallon, we meet again
under better circumstances.

I apologize for my behavior
the last time we met.

Oh, no worries.

I can only imagine what
years of tiny televisions,

toilet wine, and bologna sandwiches

can do to the human spirit.

I watch Locked Up Abroad.

Well, at the time,

I only knew you as the
daughter of the man

that tried to steal my son's invention.

Well, don't worry.

I'm used to being considered
a d-bag by relation.

Although, you know, it's funny,

my dad always claimed that Jeff
tried to steal tech from him.

But why would he want to steal anything?

My fianc� is a genius.

And you're a genius, too. Thank you.

- I got your back.
- Don't forget to keep an eye out for my signal.

Dinner's ready.

Shall we?

Excuse me, Doctor,
how much do you want for your earrings?

So, tell me, Mr. Colby,

what were you doing before your...
you know.

- Incarceration?
- Yeah.

Well, before that
I was working in a chem lab.

Didn't pay much,
but I had a gift for making things

out of nothing.

Like my son.

Michael,

Monica tells me you drive
for the Carringtons.

Culhane is so much more
to us than a driver.

His last name is practically Carrington.

Well, look at that. Sure seems like

the Colbys can't resist
the Carringtons, huh?

Well, the feeling is mutual.

Your daughter is an amazing woman,

and I'm glad to finally
get to meet her father.

I look forward to meeting
Mrs. Colby one day.

Too bad Mrs. Colby left me
when I ended up in the slammer.

You know,
Jeff and I agreed to a fall wedding,

which is a mere six months away.

If we plan on rivaling George and Amal's

Venetian opus,
we really should start planning ASAP.

Don't tell me you're turning
into Bridezilla already.

Do we need to get that resized?

No. No.

I prefer it a little loose.

- Just like you.
- Hmm.

- Well, not anymore.
- Yes.

Oh, my God! Culhane!

This is silk velvet.

Some poor worker went blind
hand-sewing these feathers.

I have to get this cleaned
up before it's ruined.

It's fine! I got it.

Charming.

I've always believed there's an art

to covering politics,
and the Mirror gets that.

It's a great newspaper.

Big part of the reason
I'm there is Cristal.

I may have pointed you in
the right direction, but...

Your wife's a modest
and incredible woman.

I would have done the same

for any other colleague with potential.

Well... generosity...
it's the Carrington way.

In fact,

why don't I float your name
for a contributor gig at CNN?

Didn't they just fire
one of their people

for inappropriate conduct?

Honey, Rick's a journalist,
not a TV personality.

He's handsome enough to be one.

And apparently all he needs to do is

keep it in his pants.

You just let me know, Rick. I owe you.

Not just for the Steven interviews,
but for squashing

the Senator Daniels bribery story.

I hope that my wife did a proper job

of thanking you.

Hmm.

What are you doing?

I was just looking
for your laundry room.

But, to be honest,
I barely know what one looks like.

That's a closet.

Ah. Well... what do you think?

Do you think it needs stain remover?

Silk velvet? Already a goner.

But I'll buy you three more
if you come back to dinner.

You really are too good to be true.

Holy hell! Ah.

Please, Jesus.

I just came to say that I'm sorry

for everything you're going through.

My prayers are with you and...

Is that...

Oh, my God.
I can't believe Ted held onto this.

What are you talking about?

I get why your son
didn't tell you about us,

given our history,

but I want you to know...

that his recovery has
always been my priority.

I pushed him to go back to church,

t-to rebuild his faith,

not just in God but in himself.

I gave him

my cross earring as a, a symbol

that someone would always
be watching over him,

even when I couldn't.

You...

You helped my boy find God again?

He helped me, too, Gerry.

The key to recovery...

is faith in a higher power.

Would you pray with me?

Dad?

Steven?

- I don't...
- It's all right.

- Sam.
- His vitals are stabilizing,

but based on his MRI,
after severe brain trauma

like his, in the temporal lobe,

it may be a while before he'd
make sense of his thoughts,

if ever.

Sammy Jo...

Son, wha... what are you trying to say?

- S-Steven...
- Listen to me, Ted,

you had a terrible fall.

You came to me,
and you were high again...

You weren't yourself,
but you're okay now.

Just tell me you understand that.

No... not you.

No, son,

listen to him.

Steven's been right here, every second,

right beside you.

He truly cares for you.

And I care enough to
know that this moment

can't be about me.

What's happened here is a miracle.

This is Ted's second chance at life.

This is your second chance to reconnect.

I'll stay in touch,

but right now he needs his father.

Thank you, Steven,

for all you've done.

Uh, everything okay?

Yeah. Let's just say, uh...

Fallon's not used to
doing her own laundry.

Well, I have help for that,

and a fully-staffed kitchen.

You do not want to
let me near a kitchen.

So, have you two set a date?

We haven't, really, but you know what?

You're eager for this to happen,
so am I.

Why are we waiting?

Why not two weeks from now?

The venue's available.

Well, I can hardly plan the
event of the season in two weeks.

Throw enough money at a problem,
you can make anything work.

Your father and Cristal
did it in a couple days.

Two weeks is plenty of time.

Unless you have a reason to delay.

Maybe Fallon just wants to enjoy

the engagement, you know,
do things right.

Is it your commitment issues again?

Fallon, just rip off
the Band-Aid before you ruin

the best thing that's
ever happened to you.

- Aside from me, of course.
- No, no, it's...

it's not that.

Then, what is it?

Um...

You know what?

You're right.

I don't need to be Amal,

I can be Britney,

without the shaved head
and the Vegas chapel.

Mmm.

Oh, my God, I just realized
that this will make us sisters.

- Ah.
- How crazy would that be?

I can't watch this anymore.

You all make me sick.

- I don't recognize my own children.
- Dad,

what are you talking about?

My only son cozying up to the daughter

of the very man that put me in prison.

- Dad...
- What?!

Yeah.

I wasn't a drug addict
as your father claimed

to the rest of the world.

Your father framed me.

That's insane.

Ask your fianc�.

Your best friend.

He'll tell you...

he framed me.

Right after he screwed my wife.

And when I threatened to
kill him for taking her away,

he took everything else away from me.

He took my children, he took my freedom.

He planted blow in my car

and had his dirty cop friend arrest me.

Had his dirty judge lock me away.

No, that can't be true.

Go on, deny it, when you know

it sounds like your daddy's M.O.

No, I will not stand by...

...and watch my only son

marry that bastard's dirty daughter.

Are you okay?

Dad always made me believe
my mom was the bad one.

What do you mean?

He said that she was
the one who cheated.

That she was an awful
person who left us,

who left me and left him.

A shrink might even say that sometimes

I thought it was my fault.

Fallon.

When this whole time...

I didn't think you could get all
of your thongs into one suitcase.

Of all the stupid
things you've ever done,

this has got to be the most idiotic.

How do you know what...

I just got a call from the front gate.

There was a Lyft driver there
to take you to the airport.

So I sent him away.

Dude, they charge a cancellation fee.

Why are you doing this?

Because I'm tired of being
a strain on this family.

If I'm not here, I can't drag Steven

or anyone else down with me.

I have to say, I wasn't expecting you

to pull a full Sammy Jo and run away.

I was hoping you might do
something different this time.

This family's invested a
lot of energy and money

in payoffs, blackmail and carbs

to keep you around.

They obviously value you.

It would be silly to
walk away from all that

and have it wasted.

Well, you don't understand.

It's not just because I'm a burden.

I can't stay.

I'm not here legally.

Of course I understand.

I've been through it.

Or did you think this Kiwi
accent was just for show?

Now... this is the number
of an immigration lawyer.

I've already set up an appointment.

Tomorrow we'll start work
on your case together.

This is the nicest thing
anyone's ever done for me.

Well, aside from keeping me
out of a murder investigation.

Don't screw it up.

You'll break more than
one heart if you do.

Dinner was excellent.

We'll see you again soon.

Well, Steven's poll numbers
are any indication,

I'll be around a lot.

Great guy.

So, why did he send you the flowers?

I saw the way he looked at you.

We had a thing, a brief thing,

before I came to C.A.

Brief enough to lie about the flowers?

It didn't mean anything

and it was a long time ago.

Men don't just send gifts to
reminisce about old times.

Something else happen
between you two recently?

We were working late together
on Steven's interview,

and I think he got the wrong impression

and he kissed me.

But it's a harmless crush
and I shut him down.

He doesn't care about you.

He's using you to get to me.

I've had a tail on Jeff Colby

since the parole hearing.

And Anders caught Rick
meeting with Jeff.

- I don't understand.
- Well, I do.

Even the most pure
idealists have a price,

and Colby's found Rick's.

But now we're gonna beat it.

When are you seeing him again?

I'm not.

I told him that can't happen again

and that he has to stay away.

Oh, no, I don't want him to get away.

I want you to get as close
to him as you possibly can.

Are you seriously telling
me to keep seeing Rick?

Well, it's the perfect opportunity.

He has no idea that you know
about his ties to the Colbys,

and I need to find out
what Jeff is up to.

Are you listening to yourself?

Yes, I am.

Are you?

You did whatever it took
to protect your family.

Sam. What about the rest of us?

So what if you have to take
advantage of a harmless crush?

Unless it isn't harmless.

I shouldn't be surprised.

I mean, you whored
your son out to the press.

Why not do the same to your wife?

You may think that you can buy everyone,
Blake Carrington,

but I am sure as hell not letting you

put a price tag on me.

Going somewhere?

Not anymore.

Good, because
you're officially in the clear.

Admiral Gerard Dinard
even sang my praises

to the press before taking
Ted to rehab in Indiana,

which means that my campaign
base has now broadened

to include the fine men and
women of the U.S. military.

Wait, the guy's name is Gerard Dinard?

Yeah.

Just when you thought

that family couldn't
get any more screwed up.

What's that? I mean, it's...

it's more Hall & Oates
than George Michael,

but I can get used to it.

Anyway, I just wanted to give you...

this.

You got it back.

Well, not that I need it.

You said it yourself, I have you now.

Sam...

after everything I said about Ted,

I can't turn 180 and
suddenly be with you now.

I'm in the spotlight now,
and the more you're seen with me,

the bigger the chance
that someone'll uncover

your undocumented status.

That's not gonna be an issue anymore.

Also, I...

I have a real chance at winning...

of finally making a difference,

of showing my dad that I can
be more than just his son.

But I have to keep up the ruse

for that to happen.

I'm just so close to
succeeding at something, Sam.

Y-You have to understand that.

I do now.

You know, I...

have to hand it to Ted.

He got what he wanted after all.

What the hell, Dad?

We are so close.

You might have just gone
and destroyed everything.

You've put my relationship
with Fallon in jeopardy,

a relationship I have been
working on for months.

You know, sometimes you make me
almost ashamed of being a Colby.

Then change your name.

I don't mind.

In fact, maybe you should
change it to Carrington.

Yeah, I see how you look at her.

You're getting close
to that family, son.

While I was behind bars for 11 years,

you were being showered
in scholarships, jobs,

a fianc�e by our very enemy.

You're gonna blink, son.

That is ridiculous.

I feel nothing but ice
for the Carringtons.

How can you?

How you tell it,
Carrington practically raised you.

He robbed me of being
a real father to you

for all these years.

But better late than never.

I'm gonna step up now,

starting with that plan of yours.

What are you talking about?

I have done all of this for you.

A son should not have to
pay for his father's sins.

I was wrong to get you twisted
up in this war, my war.

But now the only way to end it

is for me to end it myself.

You're done, Jeff.

I'm taking over.

Daddy's home.

I was wondering when
you were gonna get back.

What the hell were you
doing at Jeff Colby's house?

You had me followed?

I had Jeff followed.

You've been spending an awful
lot of time with that family.

Well, evidently, spending time with them

is the only way for me to
learn the truth about mine,

- like how you had an affair with Jeff's mom?
- Did Cecil tell you that?

And how you framed him
and locked him away.

Not long after that,
your own marriage started falling apart.

Did he also happen to mention
that he tried to kill me?

- The man is unstable.
- It all makes sense now.

This whole time you made me think

that Mom was the whore that
destroyed your marriage

when really you were the monster

who pushed her away.

You destroyed our family.

I was protecting our family.

And I never slept with Cecil's wife.

God.

I can't believe I have
been drowning in guilt

that I didn't listen to you...

...that I let Jeff bug our server.

You what?

Back when I was trying to help Cristal,

the actual whore you married.

I screwed up,

but I was trying to fix it.

I even got engaged to Jeff

so that he wouldn't suspect

- that I was onto him.
- Engaged?

The two of you were dating?

Seriously?

That is what you care about right now?

Screw you, Dad.

And screw the Colbys for
letting you rile them

into this ridiculous family feud.

I am done with all of you.

Honey... you did screw up.

More than you know.

But you got us into this mess deeper,

so now you're gonna dig us out.

Don't tell me what to do.

I don't arrange my life

to suit the gospel according
to Blake Carrington.

Not anymore. I am done with you.

And I'm done with Jeff.

No, you're not.

You're gonna marry that son of a bitch.

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