All language subtitles for Dynasty (2017) 5x20 - First Kidnapping and Now Theft (English)

Well, there's no proof
that heart arrhythmias

are a side effect.

These claims against my son

are false and defamatory.

That's why I had no problem
putting up his bond.

Justice will prevail.

I cannot believe how reckless you were.

Well, if Mother hadn't turned me in,

none of this would be happening.

This isn't your mother's fault.

You were the one that decided

to import and use illegal ingredients.

Ingredient.
Technically, it was just one.

I'm sorry.

- But I can't change the past.
- No, you can't.

Which is why we need to make
this go away and start fresh.

Great. Forward motion.
Where do we begin?

How about with the seven
civil suits against you?

And then we'll move on
to the criminal case.

Thank you for your support, Father.

I-I don't know where I'd be without you.

In jail.

Do you mind if I wear this?

Um, you already are.

Good point.

Besides being super brilliant,
supportive and gorgeous,

I love being your girlfriend
because I've effectively doubled

my wardrobe options.

What's on your docket for today?

I'm volunteering for Jeff's Colby Co.
Day of Caring at the hospital.

Really?
When did you become so philanthropic?

I've been feeling really guilty.
I feel like I totally dropped the ball

on my recovery program.

Look, you have been sober
for over a year.

That is a huge deal.

You should be proud of yourself.

No, I am. But the court case

and the whole fiasco
with my father's book

just made me realize I
need to be more committed

to rigorous honesty and acts of service.

And Jeff's been such a good friend to me

that I figure I can

repay him and do some
good deeds in the process.

Well, it sounds like you've
got it all figured out, huh?

Why don't you come with me?

You know what they say...

couples who volunteer
together stay together.

Okay, I don't think anybody says that.

And I already work at the hospital.

- Plus, I've got to go to Alexis's.
- Hmm.

I didn't realize you two
were back on speaking terms.

We're not, really.

She's begging Fallon and I

to go have breakfast
and talk to her, so...

we're going. Yay.

Mm. Uh...

Before you go, I need to practice
some... rigorous honesty with you.

Why do I have a bad feeling about this?

You know your favorite diamond necklace

that I wore when you were in London?

The clasp on it broke,
and they don't know if they can fix it.

I'm really sorry.

Whew! Wow, that felt good.

Well, as long as it felt good
for one of us.

Okay. Bye.

There's my girls.

Thank you for coming.

I know we're not in the
best place right now,

- but...
- Eh.

I'm still not in a
hugging mood with you.

Between blowing off my charity event

and lying in court to
jeopardize my child's legacy,

you are not my favorite person.

I get that. But how would it have looked

if I was bidding on eligible bachelors

so soon into my third marriage?

Like you weren't so selfish?

- And you?
- Uh, well,

since the moment I arrived,

all you cared about was
beating Blake for my attention.

You also stole the book of secrets

from my girlfriend's bedroom,

a girlfriend that you barely acknowledge

except to say that you loathe her.

So, yeah...

- no hugs here either.
- "Loathe" is

a bit severe. But that is exactly why

I wanted you both to come over.

So we could fix us.

I'm tired of unhealthy,
toxic relationships.

Oh, and who is the common denominator

in all that toxicity?

Don't confuse me with math.

I'm apologizing for the past.

At this point,
your apologies are useless.

You're like the little girl
who cried "Sorry."

And we know you can't help it. I mean,

a woman so self-absorbed can
only see the errors in others.

Hmm. Would someone so self-absorbed

bring masseuses all the way from Sweden

just for you?

You think that'll massage away

all the pain that you've caused us?

Plus, I don't have time for this.

That new drug that you've
been peddling on FSN

has caused me major problems,
both legally

and financially.

Believe me, you did not take

a bigger financial hit than I did.

And that illegal drug was on Adam.

That's why I turned him in.

Wait a minute.

Does this mean there's
not going to be a brunch?

Nobody wants a massage
on a full stomach.

Okay, I think we're done here.

- Goodbye.
- Wait, no.

Fallon. Amanda.

Uh...

Are you okay?

No, I've already lost my sons.

I can't lose my daughters, too.

Stop punishing yourself.

You've done your best,

and now this is their problem.

You can't force them
to see you differently.

You're so cute when you're wrong.

Because that is exactly what
I am going to do.

Right. That's what I meant.

This place is packed.

These jalape�o chicken
poppers are killing it.

- Mmm.
- Shoot. Sorry.

- Sam.
- Ryan.

What are you doing here?

Uh, well,
I'm-I'm just here with some buddies.

Um, you gonna eat that

- or kind of just dangle it there awkwardly?
- Oh.

Sorry. I didn't want to get...

...jalape�o grease on your sexy,

um... your, uh,

silk shirt.

Come here.

Well, thank you. Much appreciated.

So, are those guys
in law school with you?

Or, um, are they strippers, too, or...

Or both?

They are law school friends who,
uh, picked this spot

to... blow off steam before finals.

Out of all of the gin joints in Atlanta,

- they had to pick La Mirage, huh?
- Yeah.

They like the decor.

But maybe you convinced them

to come for some other...

spicy reasons?

Come on, Sam. You-you know why.

There are, you know,

extras here that they like.

You talking about the new tuna melt?

No, I'm talking about
the new high-end escorts

using La Mirage as their home base.

- High-end who?
- Escorts.

Shh. Please not scream out the word?

Are you being serious right now,

or is this some kind of law
school initiation prank?

- You seriously didn't know?
- No, I didn't know.

- I've been busy.
- Okay.

Well, according to my buddies,

at least half a dozen have been working

out of here for the last few weeks.

Yeah, I just, you know...

I figured that you were
probably just taking a cut.

I'm not a pimp.

Sex work is only an issue
if it isn't entered into

with mutual respect from both parties.

Well, you should really study up

on Georgia Code 16-6-9 for your final.

All right?

Because prostitution is against the law.

And I don't need that kind of trouble.

This place is already family-friendly,

pet-friendly, LGBTQ-friendly.

It can't also be...

Escort-friendly.

Ah.

A sister spa day is just

what the knots in my back ordered.

I know.
I couldn't say it to Alexis back there,

- but I actually could really use a massage.
- Hmm.

Thank you for setting this up.

You really went all out with the ride.

Me? I didn't set this up. Well,

Jeanette told me to meet you
here so we could go to the spa.

That's exactly what she told me.

- Alexis.
- Alexis. No, no, no.

Oh,
I see Jeanette did her job perfectly.

Hans.

Wait, wait, wait.
Hold on, hold on, hold on.

- Hey, unlock these doors, please.
- No, no.

It is time for a road trip.

- Road trip?
- This isn't funny.

No, it's actually quite serious,

because if you're going
to continue to see me

as selfish and uncaring
towards my children,

well, I'm just going to have
to show how wrong you are.

By torturing us?

No. A little light kidnapping.

Buckle up. Safety first.

Blood drive is down
the hall on the left,

the bake sale is on the right,
and the ice cream delivery

was meant to be for patients only.

Ah. Here you go.

And you

get a lollipop for
donating blood so bravely.

Uh, Gemma, this is my friend Kirby,

who seems to have taken over
running this event for me.

Well, you're doing a great job.

And also, I love your bangs.

- This one's a keeper.
- Mm.

Sorry. It's the office.

I should get to work.

- Text later to make plans?
- Yeah. Definitely.

Have a great day.

- That Gemma is a gem.
- You think?

We met at a bachelor auction,
of all places.

She seems great, and I'm on a
kick to be rigorously honest,

so you know I'm telling the truth.

Speaking of which, what you're doing

for this neuro ward is amazing.

It's a start.

There's a bunch of things
I could've been doing

if I hadn't been chasing
down my companies

for the last six months.

Uh, are you okay?

What? Yeah. Totally.

I just...
I'm surprised to hear you say that.

I mean, you're all good now, right?

Yeah. Sure. I just wasted a lot of time.

I want to sponsor future
tech innovators at HBCUs

so they can start their own Colby Cos.
all around the globe,

but I missed a whole year.

Even if you had known,
it's only been six months.

Well, bureaucracy takes time.

Look, I can't even
convince the head nurse

to let me throw a garden party

for the nurses and patients tomorrow.

I'm getting all the nurses new cars,
and I wanted the volunteers

to drive up in them as a surprise.

That's amazing.

Not if you ask Nurse Julia.

She wants to throw a little

potluck in the break room.

That's depressing. You can't drive a car

- into the break room.
- What can I do, huh?

Can't kidnap everybody and take
'em to Disney World.

Eventually,
you're gonna have to say something.

Otherwise,
it's gonna be a very long trip

if I'm the only one
talking for seven hours.

- Seven hours?!
- Seven hours?! Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait.

Where the hell are you taking us?

Ah, the destination is a surprise.

I don't like surprises,

especially when they're
seven hours away.

You do realize that we have, like, lives

and jobs and people who depend on us?

As a good mother, I took the liberty

of calling both of your
offices to inform them

that you would be gone for the day.

Well, do you know
how to send an AMBER Alert?

Does-does Hans up there know
that he's aiding and abetting?

I am calling the police and telling them

to meet us at the next gas station.

Just give me 24 hours to
show you what a caring,

unselfish mother I am,
who can put her children first.

And if you don't believe me,

I will stop meddling in your lives.

Like, permanently?

Okay, deal.

Wonderful. Oh, 'cause I was thinking

that I could be Goldie Hawn and
you could be Kate Hudson and...

...Kate Hudson's sister. So,

I packed some treats just for the spirit

of this trip. Mm. Mm. Amanda,

would a selfish mother track down

very hard-to-find cookies in the UK,

just because she knows that
it's her daughter's favorites?

It's a good guess, 'cause, like,

who doesn't like
chocolate chip cookies? So...

Why does she get cookies,

and I have a weird list of songs?

I don't like those songs, but you do.

So this is the official
playlist for the trip.

Again, unselfish.

Now it's time for a Lizzo sing-along.

- Hit it, Hans!
- No, don't hit it, Hans.

Nobody is in the mood for a sing-along,

not even Lizzo.

- We have a contract.
- Well, then,

- I will handle it myself.
- What about innocent

- until proven guilty?
- You let me know when you hear something.

- Fine. Goodbye.
- Fine. Goodbye.

That was our Flores contact
at the Department of Defense.

She just suspended our transport deal

- in response to Adam's legal issues.
- Well, actually,

a lot of my clients have
political clout. I could call...

- Not now.
- Maybe we can sue

and force them to honor
their commitments.

I know these people, Cristal.

I think tying them up in court's
just gonna make them angrier.

Yeah, nobody wants that.
Maybe we should try...

Do have any actual suggestions,

or do you just want to shoot mine down?

I'm sorry?

We need to clarify that
this is about Alexam,

not Flores or PPA.

Smart. If anyone deserves to
be eviscerated, it's Alexis.

Ooh, ooh, ooh. We could leak something

about Dex and his hedge fund.

Okay.

The lawyers have settled

and paid off six of the plaintiffs

in the civil suits against Adam,

but one woman still refuses.

- So now what?
- Now it's time for the closer.

So, about that Dex idea?

- Let's go.
- Okay.

But I said, "If you're
gonna take all top three floors,

we're gonna need the whole weekend."

Are you even listening to me?

Yes. You said something about a text,

a book, and, uh, cleaning the floors.

I said a tech billionaire

wants to book the top three
floors for a conference.

Right. I...
That's basically what I said.

Okay, what is going on?

Oh, nothing much,

except La Mirage is
apparently now a hub for...

Escorts.

- What?
- Yeah.

At least half a dozen of them

are in the bar right now.

And while I have nothing
against sex workers,

people are starting

to call the hookah lounge
"the hooker lounge."

Which, yes, it's clever, but...

But we're finished if clients find out

and start canceling reservations.

Which is why we need to get rid of them.

How?

We can't just approach random women

and accuse them of being escorts.

Also, we're the owners.

People will see us coming a mile away.

I already have a pretty solid lead

on who the queen escort is.

Ms. Thang over there
has been buzzing around

like she knows everyone.

Probably because she does.

That's Anika

from the billing department.

Oh, Anika.

Well, she shouldn't be day-drinking.

This is so nice.

Oh, come on, girls.

I mean, if by nice,
you mean "sticky," then, yes.

Yeah. For some reason,
ordering off a menu

that has photos on it makes
me want to vomit a little.

If this is your way of showing us

that you're an unselfish mother,
big fail so far.

Fallon, look around.

We're here because of you.

We used to stop here on the
way to the Carrington compound.

Don't you remember?

I hated it, but you loved it,

so we always came.

Why would anyone like it here,
especially Fallon?

? The sun'll come out tomorrow ?

? Bet your bottom
dollar that tomorrow ?

? There'll be sun... ?

Fallon was obsessed with Annie.

She used to sing along even.

This trip feels more about
you wanting a sing-along

than showing us that
you're a great mother.

- ? Till there's none... ?
- All right.

That's enough Annie. Thank you so much.

That was fun.

Great job.

That was wonderful. Thank you.

Yes, I did love Annie,
but only because I related to her.

You know, a-a girl surviving on her own

without her parents.

Sure, Annie was abandoned
and left in an orphanage,

and I was alone in the Carrington Manor,

but you get the parallels.

I was hoping this pit stop would
trigger something positive?

No, just childhood trauma.

Girls, get off your phones.

Engage in the road trip activities.

I have 20 hours left.

Look, I'm sorry if I seem
a little bit distracted,

but FSN just lost a major advertiser

because of your Alexam scandal.

That, and I am trying to open up

a hydroelectric plant in one week.

Want to share a milkshake?

Uh, small reminder...
I've never been here before

because you did abandon me
as a child, so...

Oh, if you'll excuse me,

I'm gonna take this
call from the hospital.

Hello. Hey, what's up?

What can I get started for you?

You can start by coming back tomorrow,
Annie.

I've told you two,
we need to keep this area clear.

Move along.

Oh, seems like
somebody's having a rough day.

Banana split to turn
that frown upside down?

Dairy and I don't agree.

And sugar leads to obesity,
diabetes and heart disease.

Right. Well, while I have you,

can we talk about the
party for tomorrow?

I just think it would be fab
if we had it in the garden.

And fresh air is a common
prescription for good health.

Like I told Mr. Colby,
patients walking outside is a liability.

Not to mention a logistical nightmare.

Approving overtime for half
the staff on this wing?

Well, word in the neuro ward is

that you favor some nurses over others.

I mean, agreeing to overtime for some,

making others change bedpans?

- Some nurses need tough love.
- Well,

when you factor in
padding your own hours,

it all seems rather unfair.

- Unfair?
- Hmm.

That's an unfounded rumor.
You must have heard wrong.

No, I don't think so.
My hearing is 20/20.

You know who else has great hearing?

My girlfriend Amanda Carrington,

lead counsel here.

And I'm sure once she starts digging,

those rumors will be
founded one way or another.

- She wouldn't.
- She would.

Unless you give Mr. Colby what he wants.

And if he wants to have that party

in the garden, well,
I think you're the one

that can make it happen, Nurse Julia.

Or lactose intolerance will
be the least of your problems.

Okay, so, what does this whole
escort deal have to do with me?

Well, escorts are attracted to wealthy,
single men,

- so, naturally, we thought of you.
- Okay.

But I'm pretty sure you know I'm...
married,

considering you were both there?

Well, yes, it was a beautiful ceremony,

except for the guy wielding the knife?

Okay, we're getting off topic here.

Listen, all we need you to
do is be part of a sting

to identify one escort.

- Oh, that's all you need? No!
- Mm-hmm.

Sorry. I'm not getting
roped into any of this.

I have no desire to pretend
to look for a prostitute.

- It's a little unseemly.
- Oh, right.

We wouldn't want you to break
your moral compass or anything.

That was a low blow,
and you know what I mean.

Listen, all I know

is sometimes we do dishonest things

for good reasons.

You know? Desperate times and all that?

He makes a good point.

Fine. I'll do it.

But then we're done doing bad
things for good reasons, okay?

Are you gonna eat your sandwich?

- No, I've lost my appetite.
- Mm.

Have at it, boys.

Nancy. Hi.

- I'm-I'm Blake Carrington.
- I know who you are.

Both of you.

And you should know it's
illegal to speak to me ex parte.

This is only gonna take a second.

I want to make a deal with you.

Now, we both know that

the Alexam product
probably had nothing to do

with your heart issues.

But I'm willing to pay you

an insane amount of money
just to make that official.

I've already rejected
your lawyer's offer.

What makes you think
my mind has changed?

Because it's double the original?

Well, what hasn't changed is,
I still want you

to be held accountable for your actions.

I hate to even suggest this,
but, like, how can we be sure

that your problems didn't start
with a preexisting condition?

Were you on any medications?

Anything contraindicated?

Or did you use more than one injectable

during a three-month time frame?

I don't appreciate the third degree.

And I know the truth.

The truth is what we say it is.

After all, my daughter is lead counsel

at the hospital,
and she has access to patient charts.

Are you threatening to
alter my medical records?

I am not threatening anything.

I am just saying

that your case may not be as
strong as you think it is.

Thank you.

No need to thank me,

but the clasp on your necklace is fixed.

I just spoke to my assistant.

Did you use my name to threaten a nurse?

- Did I what?
- You heard me.

It wasn't really threatening.

It was more just persuading.

And it was for a good cause.

Plus, I wasn't gonna follow
through with any of it.

That's not the point.

What happened to rigorous honesty?

It was on hold because
I wanted to help Jeff.

Right. By harming my reputation.

That wasn't my intention. Really.

Do you know what? It doesn't even matter

because now I have to do
a mountain of paperwork

to try and approve the
expense and the overtime,

and-and I just have to pray

that Julia's not gonna
file an HR complaint.

- I'll talk to Julia.
- Please don't, okay?

I don't know what you're
overcompensating for, Kirby,

but maybe you should figure it out.

And next time you can leave me
out of it, okay?

I moved in

to the penthouse to be
closer to my children.

Completely unselfish.

Oh, yeah. Moving into a penthouse
worth millions of dollars

in the best part of Atlanta
was really a sacrifice.

- I applaud you.
- No.

No, no, you are twisting my words.

And, hey, I ran over

Mimi Rose Prescott in my car

to help you secure a wedding venue,
remember?

Can someone tell me how
to turn off notifications?

No, no, no.
The board wants to meet in person

to discuss all the advertisers
that are pulling out of FSN.

Where should I tell them I am?

I don't think "hell" is specific enough.

Are we in Charleston?

Yes! I want to look at a house.
I want your opinions.

Wait a minute. You dragged us
to an open house in Charleston?

- Okay, that's enough.
- No!

It is not enough.

Neither of you has been
paying enough attention.

And you know what?
That changes right now.

Don't... you... dare.

You've officially crossed state lines.

So, do you know what that means?

Now this is a federal offense.

And you owe us new phones.

I'm starting to think this may
not be one of our best ideas.

Patience. Look. A target's approaching.

Is this seat taken?

Yeah. Uh, no.

It... it can be. By you.

Uh, but only if you let
me get you a drink first.

Smooth. That'd be lovely.

I'll take a Paper Plane,
up, top shelf only.

Make that two.

You got expensive taste.

How much will the night cost me?

Excuse me?

I-Is that not how this works?

Oh, is it more like an hourly thing?

Okay. Okay.

- So she may not be an escort.
- Yeah.

No. More like a UFC fighter.

- I tried. I'm done.
- Sit back down.

It's only been, like, two minutes.

Maybe you should just...
put in more effort, okay?

- You got this.
- More eye contact.

Ooh! Is it hot in here,
or is it just you?

Are you from the South?

Because you're the only ten-I-see!

Tennessee. Ten... Ten-I-see?

You ladies like raisins?

How about a date?

You should work on your game.

Lots of incomplete passes.

Yeah. Yeah, I think I'm a little rusty.

Don't worry. I won't try a line on you.

Good, because I'm more
of a fig girl myself.

But dates work, too.

Well, if you're still
looking for company,

I'll be free in an hour.

But you should know that's the
only thing about me that's free.

Can I ask you a-a monetary question

without getting slapped?

Slapping will be extra.

But I don't like to discuss details

in public, so...

bring cash.

Upstairs.

See? You got this.

Good. Great. Grand.

Okay, my work here is done.

Um, uh, you-you want to tell him?

Since it was your idea.

Oh, come on.

With all the women
dropping their civil suits,

the criminal trial will fall apart,

leaving the runway open to
shift the narrative away

from Adam and the Carringtons.

Well, it won't be that easy.
Thanks to Alexam,

PPA is now under federal review

for shipping products
containing illegal drugs.

I'll just take one of
the jets up to D.C.

and have a boozy dinner
with the FAA administrator.

No, you won't. Until this goes away,

the only place you should be
flying is under the radar.

If Anders were here,

this would have all been
taken care of already.

But he's not.

We can find you a majordomo, but for now

you need to distance yourself from Adam.

The further he falls,

the further he drags
down the Carrington name.

- He's my son, Cristal.
- Exactly.

Which is why he knows you
will always bail him out.

Hey. Press is out there, waiting.

Um, I was gonna stand with you,
kind of as a show of strength.

And I also have some
prepared remarks, but,

you know, I don't have to talk
unless they ask me questions.

Uh, yeah, that-that's not gonna happen.

I appreciate the offer, um,

but I'm gonna go solo on this one.

Okay. Uh, what is it
you're planning on saying?

Don't worry about it.
Everything's gonna be all right.

Okay, this is not okay.

I will not, under any circumstances,
pay for sex.

Oh, my God. Liam, no one is
asking you to actually have sex.

The police just need to catch her

in the act of accepting money.

Oh, now the police are involved?

You will tell them that you're a part

of the sting. Don't worry about it.

Right. I'm sure they'll believe that.

And if by some miracle they do,
Fallon won't.

Fallon doesn't need to find out.

Just like no one needs to find
out about the book you... wrote.

Wow.

I confided in you during
my most vulnerable moment,

and now... now what?
You're using that to blackmail me?

I-Is there something you
guys want to share with me?

No. Liam just needs to know
that I will support him

in whatever he does... after tonight.

Hmm. Well, that cleared it up.

Okay, so are you in or not?

- Fine.
- Yes.

But I'm not getting arrested, okay?

That is where I draw the line.

I think I have a plan to make

Bianca and her friends leave the hotel

and keep you out of jail.

So, what do you think?

Honestly?

It's an awful investment.

What are you and Dex going
to do with a house this big?

I agree. And also, isn't this

what the Internet is for? They do have

virtual online tours, you know.

Can we please leave now? I'll call Blake

to see if he can send the private plane

to meet us at the nearest landing strip.

Okay.

I'm not buying this house.

Okay. Well, at least you're
listening to some good advice.

No. I mean,
I was never planning to buy this house.

Then what are we doing here?

I used to own this house,

but I...

sold it a long time ago.

I rented it so we could be here,

and I could show you what
kind of mother I really am.

What the hell are you talking about?!

We were going to live
here when you were young.

And I mean you, too, Amanda.

I had a whole plan

for us to be one, big, happy family.

PPA is now linked to the Alexam scandal

and accused of transporting

illegal goods across state lines.

Can you explain your involvement?

We have no involvement.

I was just as shocked as everyone else

when I heard about what was
happening to these women.

Let me emphasize again.

Neither PPA

nor Flores Incorporado
knew anything about this.

But you are related to Adam Carrington.

You expect the public to
believe you were unaware?

Adam is my son, yes.

But that doesn't mean I knew
about his actions beforehand,

nor do I condone them.

But just as the child shouldn't

suffer the sins of the father,

well, the reverse is also true.

And make no mistake.

Adam Carrington has sinned.

Blake Carrington has not.

And Adam will have to
face the consequences

of what he has done.

Thank you.

When it became clear that my marriage

to your father was over,
I spared no expense

to have this home custom-built.

Notice the imported
Brazilian floors throughout,

the Moroccan Zellige
tiles in the powder room.

What does hiring an
expensive interior designer

have to do with us?

I had plans to put a paddock out back,
Fallon.

I wanted to foster your
passion for riding.

I knew being away from your
horses wouldn't be easy.

I turned the study

into a library for Steven

so he had a place all his own to read.

His nose was always in a book.

Amanda.

Your bedroom was upstairs.

And I filled it with all of your
favorite things from London.

I even painted it bright green

because I knew it was your favorite.

I might not have been your mother,

but I did keep tabs on you.

Can you see how far I went to
make you feel at home here?

Yes, but we never lived here, did we?

I mean, you left when I was 14,

and I didn't see you for years.

Yeah, and you may have
decorated a bedroom for me,

but you did also spend 25 years

not claiming me as your daughter.

I don't think that's very fair.

Neither is life.

We're leaving first
thing in the morning.

This entire house
is you in a nutshell...

big promises with no follow-through.

What do you think?

Could I launch a thousand ships?

Uh, you are well worth
the price of admission,

which is, um, what exactly?

We don't have to deal with compensation

until after you're... satisfied.

Yeah, but I-I... See,
I would really like to pay in advance

just so I can be fully in the moment.

You're ruining the moment.

- Let me help you relax.
- Um... I just...

Um... I don't like having...

just debts being held over my head.

Fine. It's a thousand dollars an hour.

Great. Yeah.

Let's just, uh,
settle up now so there's no confusion.

You're acting strange.

Huh?

Oh, no. It's just, I've, um...

I-I... I've never done this before.

No, no.

I-I-I've done it.

"It" I've done before,
just not like this.

Bingo.

What?

I said bingo!

All right, nobody move.

You are under arrest for solicitation.

- I didn't do anything.
- We've got you

on CCTV accepting money for sex.

I know you've been running an
escort service out of my hotel.

You are going to lady jail, lady.

This is entrapment.

Uh, well,
we can let the courts decide that.

Unless you and your friends promise

to stay far away from La Mirage

for good.

And then I can make

all of this go away,

forget it ever happened.

Something sketchy is going on here.

No, no, no. Nothing sketchy. I just

have a really good
relationship with the police.

But I, uh,
can't help you if you don't agree.

And listen, I am sure there
are plenty of hotels out there

that would love to have you. So,

what do you say? Deal?

Deal.

Officer,
could you maybe loosen these cuffs?

They're kind of cutting
off my circulation.

- Yeah. Sorry.
- Whew.

Got a little too into character there,
I guess.

Sorry, man. Wow.

Yeah, they're normally just a prop.

Thank you so much for doing this.

Oh, yeah. No. This was fun.

I think the longest I've
kept this costume on, too.

- Oh.
- But, uh,

I'd say, all in all, success, yeah?

Success.

Yeah, it definitely was for Bianca.

She left with my money.

Sorry. Soft scramble is the
extent of my culinary ability.

- We're leaving soon.
- I know.

And I appreciate you staying over.

I was up the entire night thinking,
and you are right.

I can be selfish,

and this relic of a house is

emblematic of who I am...

a mother who made some bad decisions.

Sounds like an instance
where sending an email

would have been easier
than an out-of-state trip.

But... both of you are being
selfish and unfair as well.

I can't change the past.

So you need to hear me out.

After I bought this place,
I went to visit you, Amanda.

I was going to tell you the truth

and bring you back to the States.

I saw you play Emily in
a production of Our Town.

Her Emily was sublime,

but the Stage Manager might as well

have been reading the phone book.

While I was waiting to give you roses,

I saw how close you
were to your parents.

I realized it would be
devastating for them

if I took you back.

And it wouldn't have been
the best for you either.

So I stayed quiet,
and I have always regretted that.

What about your children
that actually lived here?

After the divorce, I was left penniless.

Blake threatened to throw me in prison

if I didn't leave quietly,

and he paid off a judge
to keep you and Steven.

Well, I never knew that part.

Because I never told you.

So, yes, instead of facing prison,

I escaped to Europe and
found comfort in the arms

of counts and viceroys.

If this is true, then what took
you so long to tell us this?

It's not exactly easy to talk about.

It's not my proudest moment.

Plus,
Blake would have denied everything.

To be fair, she does have a point.

I want to move forward in my life,
and I want you in it.

But in order to do that,
there can't be any secrets.

So Dex has been encouraging me

to express the full
extent of my emotions.

All right, well,
I'm not sure we need the full extent.

Well, you're getting them.

I am also going to terminate
my contract with FSN.

I am sorry for all of the drama
that Alexam has caused you.

- Are you serious?
- FSN

is Alexam's biggest revenue producer,

and to have my daughter's
brand support mine

means the world, but...

a deal is a deal.

And I will be exiting
both of your lives...

permanently.

I have hired a second car

to take you back to Atlanta.

Did you really play Emily in Our Town?

I did.

And the Stage Manager was terrible.

Maybe she really did come and see me.

Hey, why aren't you
outside enjoying the party?

I graciously offered to cover the phones

so Nurse Julia could
get some hors d'oeuvres.

But don't worry. There are
some real professionals nearby.

Oh, that's bad. You missed the
nurses getting their new cars.

And the patients

soaking in the sun... it's...

it's quite the sight.

I don't know how you did it, but

thank you for making outside happen.

It was nothing.

Just pulled a few hard-to-reach strings.

But if you're happy, it was worth it.

You know, even through all the
craziness these past few years,

you've been a great friend.

Okay.

I need to tell you something

that's been eating me up inside.

I knew about Blake owning Colby Co.
months ago,

and I didn't tell you.

Are you kidding?

You know,
I was in such an awkward position

between you and Amanda and Blake.

I hope you understand.

Actually, I don't.

You saw me flailing
and didn't say a thing.

I feel awful.

But I'm telling you now, aren't I?

It's part of my commitment
to rigorous honesty.

Well, here's some
rigorous honesty for you.

You took Blake's side,

and you're six months too late.

Okay, Hans, take the less scenic route

and hand me the cookies.
I'm going back alone.

Your car will be here any second.

We canceled it.

Also, I've accepted your resignation,

and the advertisers are
already reacting positively.

And although I don't love
that I didn't know the truth

growing up, I appreciate

that you did what you thought was best

for my adoptive parents and... for me.

Even though we still
have issues with you,

there's no denying that you love us,

albeit in your own twisted,
abduct-y kind of way.

So, are you coming back with me?

We started this trip together,

so we should end it the same way.

And you were right.

We were actually being a
little bit selfish, too.

And even though Adam

probably will never
speak to you again...

which I think you should
be very grateful for...

you're stuck with us.

Can I have a hug now?

No, no. Baby steps, please.

Okay. I get it.

You might not always like your mom,

but she will always love you.

Hit it, Hans.

? Tomorrow, tomorrow ?

? I love ya tomorrow ?

? You're always a day ?

? Away. ?

I'm telling you,

Ryan was very convincing.

Yeah, well, at least one
person's getting rave reviews.

What's wrong?

We just got a run of
one-star Yelp reviews.

And I'm pretty sure I know

there's only one group of
people who would call La Mirage

"unfriendly to businesses."

Bianca and friends.

Exactly.

I'm gonna make a preemptive call

to our tech billionaire
before he gets online.

All right.

What? No, no, no, no, no.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Back for an encore?

Actually, um, I was wondering

if you'd seen those handcuffs anywhere.

They're sort of a key
element of my show.

Uh, no, but I could ask housekeeping.

Oh.

Though it might be a
little less embarrassing

if I just reimburse you for a new pair.

Uh, thanks. I can buy my own.

Um, really,
it was just an excuse to see you again.

Oh.

Well, you don't need an excuse.

It's always good to see you.

Well, I am really glad

that we reconnected.

Mm, even if it was in the
strangest way possible.

But, um... I missed you.

Yeah. Me, too.

Yeah?

You know, it was killing me

not to pull off those breakaway pants

when we were in the hotel room.

Oh. Oh.

Well, I wanted to use those
handcuffs on you, not Liam.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

- Room is still available.
- Oh.

And I'm sure we can think
of many other fun things

to do without the handcuffs.

After you.

You're still here.

Uh, they shifted my flight by a day.

I'm leaving in the morning, though.

Just what I need after a long trip.

- Mm.
- You read my mind.

So, how'd it go?

You're still alive. That's a good sign.

- Hmm.
- They made it back, right?

Yes, everyone made it back
safe and sound.

And I do think I made some progress

getting my daughters to
understand me better.

- Hmm.
- I couldn't have done it without your help.

I am so grateful for the life
we are building together.

Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere.

Until tomorrow morning.

Now sit down, eat your carbonara.

Then I will help you unpack.

Oh, I do hope that means
the clothes off my back.

That's exactly what I meant.

Look, I'm really sorry

for using your name like that.

I promise it's not gonna happen again.

Is that the best apology you can give?

Because you could have
put my job in jeopardy,

and now I have to do damage control.

So I'm sorry if I'm
still a little bit angry.

Well, you know what?
So am I. Jeff is pissed at me

for not telling him about Blake
owning those Colby Co. assets,

which I only kept a
secret to protect you.

So you forcing me to lie

to Jeff is what started this whole chain

of events in the first place.

That is quite the
rationale for what you did.

I can see why Alexis
says you're so dramatic.

Whoa.

So you and Alexis...

what? You're just like best friends

who talk about me behind my back?

Well, she's my mother,
and you're my girlfriend,

who should probably sleep
in her own room tonight.

Yeah, I don't disagree. Oh, by the way,

here's your necklace.

Yeah, the whole thing sounds awful.

Well, I mean,

it was and it wasn't.

Alexis revealed things she
never had before, which

sounds like she's maybe maturing.

Well, it's never too late
to become a real mom.

I guess, in her own way,

she was just always trying to
do what she thought was best.

Alexis wasn't the greatest mother,
but...

she mothered.

Anyway,
enough of all this touchy-feely crap.

What's been going on here?

Oh. Nothing.

Yeah, yeah, absolutely nothing.

- Did you hear from your editor?
- No, no. Not yet.

Probably tomorrow.

Oh, well, I'm not worried.

I know they're going to love it.

- Did you do a little shopping?
- Hmm?

Oh, yeah. I stopped

at the adult toy store.

Thought maybe we could
have some fun tonight.

I love that.

I will handcuff you

and pretend to be your biggest fan.

Wait, you're not my biggest fan?

You know what I mean.

It'll be just like Misery,

but without the ankle-breaking
and all the blood.

Wow. You really know
how to set the mood.

It's always hard when someone
isn't who you think they are.

Yeah. I just thought Kirby
was someone I could trust.

You know? Especially when it
comes to Blake Carrington.

But you know what?

I would rather talk about us.

- Us?
- Mm-hmm.

Do you think this could
be going somewhere?

Mm. Absolutely.

To my bedroom?

I can go fire up

- the fireplace.
- Mm-hmm.

And I'll be right behind you.

I just need to make a quick work call.

Okay.

Things are going according to plan,

but I'm gonna need some time

to figure out where the information is.

Relax, Richard.

Plenexia will get what we need.

You did the right thing.

Our government contract was reinstated,

and PPA is back in good
standing with the FAA.

I may have done the right thing,

but you don't need to revel in it.

I'm not.

But I do find it interesting

that you didn't take
these problems seriously

before PPA was threatened.

- We're supposed to be partners.
- We are.

But as long as we're talking about it,

it sure doesn't feel that way lately.

That's because, deep down,

it's about your interests, not ours.

Hey.

The hospital called. They just fired me.

- What?
- Yeah, so I don't know what the plan is,

but that press conference
did not instill

much confidence in me.

So if you've got
something up your sleeve,

let me know about it.

I won't be calling the
hospital to get your job back

or bribing anyone on your behalf.

The bailouts are over.

Okay. I'm sorry.

Look, I know there's been a lot,

but this is just a momentary setback.

Once we get past this,
then we're back to normal.

It's not happening.

It's my fault for coddling you.

So what, then?
You're just gonna hang me out to dry?

You can look at it that way.

This is for your own good.

You're on your own now.

It's time for you to
move out of the manor.

Wait. What? Are you serious?

You are a liability we
can no longer afford.

Dad,

please don't do this.

My mind is made up.

You need to be out by
the end of the week.

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