All language subtitles for Dynasty.2017.S05E14.Vicious Vendetta

100. Oh!

The perfect number of guests
for what will no doubt be

the perfect wedding.

Yay. Ooh, although we do
have one outstanding invite.

I didn't get an RSVP from
Mr. Dexter's father yet.

Surely that's an oversight.

I'll speak to Dex about
it when he arrives.

- Perfect.
- The wait is over.

- He's here.
- Perfect timing, as always.

I aim to please.

Hold on a minute.

Are you planning some
sort of party here?

- I certainly hope I'm invited.
- Try guest of honor.

Although you do have to
share top billing with me.

Um...

we have not gotten an RSVP from Samir.

Your father is coming, isn't he?

Well, I wouldn't bet on it.

We kind of had a falling
out a few years back.

- What do you mean?
- Let's just say, when I chose to leave the family business

to start my own hedge fund,
it didn't go over so well.

I'm so sorry. I had no idea.

Why haven't you mentioned this before?

Sort of a sore subject, I guess.

But, you know what,

if he doesn't want to be
here for our special day,

that's on him.

Because tomorrow is about us.

So, if we choose you
to be our surrogate,

is there anything else
that we should know now?

No, that's it.

Except no weekend birth.

I've got a life, you know.

Thank you for coming,

and we'll let the service know
if we want to move forward.

Oh, my God.

I mean, she's the 15th woman
we've seen this morning,

and she's supposed to be the best?

Now I know how The Bachelor feels.

I just didn't think this
would be so exhausting.

Liam, I'm sorry.

I know these past few weeks
have been brutal for you.

And to be honest, after your mom died,

I wasn't sure if you wanted
to go through with it.

Of course I do.

I mean, yeah,
my mom dying was rough, but, Fallon,

our relationship died long before that.

You know,
it's been a while since my dad passed,

and I barely speak to my sister.

I want to start a new family.
Okay? With you.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

So, come on, we can do this.

Okay.

- Hi.
- Hi. Um... Stacey, is it?

Yes. Stacey Moore,
as in I always want more carbs.

But with two Os.

By the way, I love your dog.

Okay, you know what, Stacey,

let's just save ourselves some time

and skip right to your list of demands.

- My demands?
- Yeah.

No, I'm here for you.

I'm single, with a 14-year-old son

who is away at boarding school.

I know, how could
someone so youthful looking

have a 14-year-old? Well, let's just say

I enjoyed my freshman year at Brown

a little bit too much.

But needing to provide for
him just made me work harder,

and I went on to get
my PhD in paleontology,

and now I'm an adviser at
the Natural History Museum.

Anything else?

Yeah. No, no, no. I mean, um, thank you.

I'm sorry, was that too much?

- No.
- No, no.

No, we, uh,
we've just met a lot of women today

who weren't, uh,

- well... like you.
- Like you.

Look, uh, you can read all
my medical info in the bio,

but I want you to know that
this isn't just about me;

it's a partnership.

And I will do whatever it
takes to make you comfortable.

Oh, except give up my heels.

The Manolos stay on
until my water breaks.

I hope that's okay.

Hello? Bridget Jones?

I need to talk to you right now.

Something the matter?

I just read my chief of
staff exit paperwork.

Congratulations,
you're at year-nine reading level.

- Enjoy the day.
- I'm not signing.

A 20% pay cut?
Restricted access to hospital records?

Uh, y-you got to be kidding me.

No, I'm quite serious.
And if you don't sign it soon,

I will have your hospital
credentials revoked entirely.

So, if you'll excuse me...

No, hey, I'm not finished.

Yes, you are. Bye-bye now.

Do you think he knew I was in here?

I doubt it.
He's too focused on himself, as usual.

I can't believe I have
to sit next to him

at Alexis's wedding tomorrow.

Well, I could come with you,
you know, as your plus-one.

Well, Alexis is gonna lose her mind

when she finds out
we're seeing each other,

so I don't think it's
an ideal wedding gift.

Hmm, yeah, that would be more
a gift for me, wouldn't it?

Mm.

Maybe it's time to start
telling people we're a couple.

Not yet.

Please? I just...

I'm really enjoying what we have.

Once everyone knows, just,

people will undoubtedly make
things unpleasant for us.

And by people, I mean Alexis and Adam.

I get that.

What if I come with you
to London next week?

We don't have to hide there.

I'm, like,
only going to get my visa renewed.

It's not like a vacation.
I'm staying in an airport hotel.

You're a Carrington.

I think that goes against the
family code of honor or something.

Well, what can I say?
I'm just saving all my

five-star accommodations for a trip

- with my new girlfriend.
- Oh, my God.

How's the, um,
surrogate search going?

We found a great candidate this morning.

After a standard CIA,
FBI and Twitter background check,

- I'm hoping we can make a deal.
- Well, I am glad to hear it.

Hey, speaking of new deals,
I just read that

Tempo Universal Streaming

is gonna be acquired by BlueStar.

- I thought you wanted to buy them.
- I did.

I mean, I do. I submitted a bid.

One which I thought was accepted.

- And so it begins.
- Excuse me?

- And so what begins?
- The adjustment.

You're starting a family.

And so it's shifted your focus

and left you a little bit, um,

- preoccupied.
- I'm sorry.

Are you saying I dropped
the ball on this?

Happens all the time
with women in business

when they start a family.

They miss a few meetings,
forget to return calls.

They lose their edge.
Seen it a million times.

Thank you for that
condescendingly sexist

assessment, but as usual,
you couldn't be more wrong.

- If you say so.
- I know so. I'm gonna show everyone

that I can start a family,
remain a force in business,

and that Fallon Carrington
is still full of...

...edge.

You know what I mean. Move.

Who puts champagne on
their wedding registry?

Oh, honey,
this is the same woman that registered

at Aston Martin when she married Jeff.

I have to get her something.

Having been married to Alexis,
might I suggest

noise-canceling headphones for Dex?

Mm. Good morning.

Jeanette brought this box out for you.

It was delivered this morning.

This must be my vintage model airplane

I bought at auction.

I thought it might look good
on my desk at the office.

What the hell?

I think you may have overpaid.

Blake, I'm so sorry.

It must have broken during shipping.

This isn't a model airplane.

This is the Carrington family crest.

- Didn't that go missing months ago from the compound?
- Yeah.

Now it's been destroyed.
Somebody ripped it apart,

set fire to it.

Who would do something like that?

Someone who's declaring
war on this family.

Bruce, so good to see you.

Here. Sit, sit, sit.

You like your whiskey neat, right?

- Listen...
- So I heard a nasty rumor

that you are planning on selling
Tempo Universal Streaming

to BlueStar,
but then I thought to myself,

that can't be true because we
had a handshake deal, right?

Well, we had a tentative deal, yes,

but the landscape has changed since...

Yeah, no, don't I know it.

It's just that I promised my board

that I would shore up our
South American music footprint.

And buying Tempo Universal
was a big part of that, Bruce.

I understand that, it's just...

Just imagine how foolish I would feel

if I had to go back to them and
tell them that the deal was off.

Fallon, they came in
with a higher offer.

I tried to reach you for a counter,

but you didn't return my calls.

Well, you certainly
have my attention now,

and I can afford to up my offer,

so how much are we talking?

They offered to pay $50 million
more than Fallon Unlimited.

Okay, well, I can't afford that.

I mean, my board barely
approved the initial 100.

Fallon, I'm sorry.

I hope you understand it's,
it's just business.

- Thank you very much.
- Michael.

Just the person I wanted to see.

I need a favor.

Four words that send a
shiver down my spine.

Hush now.
The deadline for portfolio submissions

at NordicStar is in two days,

but I feel mine is still
lacking some je ne sais quoi.

How about you je ne sais
what you need from me?

I want to include my celebrity looks

as part of a digital section.

The wardrobe I designed
for Janelle Crowley

in the movie would be perfect.

All I need is some footage.

Ooh, no can do.

Nina won't release any footage

until she finishes her rough cut.

- When will that be?
- Not for a few more weeks.

But I don't have a few more weeks.

Surely she'll make an exception for me.

You don't know Nina like I do.

Making exceptions is
not the way she rolls.

But maybe I could get you
some of the still photos

- that we took on set.
- I already have those.

Michael, I am going up against

hundreds of other submissions.

I need mine to stand out.

I really wish I could help you,

but you're gonna have to
make do with what you have.

I'm sure it's great.

Samir, thank you for coming.

I would have invited
you to the penthouse,

but Dex is there, and,
well, I thought it best

that we speak in private.

Yes, probably for the best.

Um, the thing is,

family is so important to Dex.

I know how much it would mean to him

to have his father at the wedding.

I'm sure it would,
but under the circumstances

I don't think that's the best idea.

It pains me to think that
just because Dex chose

his own path in business,

that you would stay angry with him.

I think you must be confused.

I have no problem with my son's success.

It is you I take issue with.

- Me?!
- Yes.

You create a firestorm
of drama and chaos

wherever you go.

I assume that's why you invited me here,

to explain away some of your
abhorrent behavior in the past.

I assure you I have no idea
to what you are referring.

Alexis, please.

Blake and I go back decades.

I've heard the horror stories
of what you did to him

during your marriage and divorce.

Obviously things can
get a bit contentious

during a divorce, and I also assure you

that whatever Blake said
was an exaggeration.

You set fire to his Monet.

Who knew oil paintings were
so flammable?

You threw his exotic fish
collection in the pool.

Their bowl was dirty.

You untethered his yacht
and let it drift out to sea.

That is not true.

I would never harm the
Carrington Cruiser.

I christened her myself.

Alexis, you have no tact, no decorum.

I don't want my son subjected
to a life full of insanity.

Samir, that's not who I am.

Come to the wedding, see for yourself.

I love Dex.

I want to make him happy,
and I know you do, too.

So for his sake, please

give me a chance to prove myself.

I just got off the phone with Winston

at the Carrington compound.

He confirmed the crest has
been missing for months.

Long-term grudges are so exhausting.

Who has the time?

Clearly someone with a vicious vendetta

against this family;
the question is who?

Beto's in Mexico.

Apparently,
Nikolai Dimitrov has been in mourning

since his pet parrot was killed.

Jeff relocated Chief
Stansfield to the Bahamas

- and took his passport.
- Moldavian kings,

they don't send warnings first.

Melissa Daniels is in the
middle of her third divorce.

Who's Ted Dinard?

Some bozo I tried to pay
off to stop seeing Steven.

Caleb moved to a parish in Sicily.

Evan Tate is still behind bars.

Senator North doesn't have the spine

to mess with me again.

Where does that leave us?

I'm afraid, right where we started.

No possible suspects.

Or are we?

There's one person we
haven't thought of.

Yes, I understand.

Ms. Carrington's suite
at the Savoy London

has been confirmed.

I'll pass along the message. Thank you.

Is Fallon going to London?

Oh, no, that was for Amanda.

- Wait, Amanda booked a suite at the Savoy?
- Mm-hmm.

- That's exciting.
- Dare I ask

why that's particularly exciting to you?

Well, it sounds like she's
planning a great trip,

and maybe that trip involves
someone special in her life.

Or maybe she's planning on
hooking up with someone.

Lord knows she prattles
on about that ex of hers.

Uh... what's her name? Fanny, Frieda...

It's Florence.

Whatever.

Sounds like they've rekindled things.

Oh, I highly doubt that.

No, I have a feeling
there's someone else

very special in her life. Hmm.

How was that?

That was great, Dina.

Okay.

I just forgot to take Kirby's

unwavering self-confidence into account.

Blake Carrington, we need to talk.

Really?

Because last time you were here,

you vowed revenge on my life.

Yes, well, things have changed.

I need your help,

and revenge has to take second position.

Samir Dexter hates me because
of the horrible things

you said about me during our divorce.

I need you to tell him they
were lies of a heartbroken man.

One problem with that:
they were all true.

They were not. I never sent
the Carrington Cruiser adrift.

Sure you did, during Hurricane Floyd,

I might add.

The wreckage washed up
on shore in Wilmington?

That does sound vaguely familiar.

- Nice talk. Are we finished here?
- Not quite.

I need you to come to the wedding.

You and Samir are good friends.

If you're there, you can get
him to change his mind about me.

Not interested.

Blake, please.

I want to start my marriage
off on the right foot.

This may come as a surprise to you,

but your happy marriage, not high

on my priorities list.

Think of it this way.

If I'm happily married,

the less time I will
have to ruin your life.

- Okay, Cristal and I will come.
- Mm-hmm.

On one condition.

You start shipping all your
Alexam product through PPA.

Only you could find a way
to profit off of my wedding.

Deal. But I expect results.

I am so desperate.
Bruce Fontaine just pulled

the deal on Tempo Universal,

and now the board won't
approve more money

so that I can up my offer.

So I'm guessing we're
not going for coffee?

And as if the day
couldn't get any worse,

I ran into Pepper Channing at lunch,

who was shocked to hear
that the surrogacy service

didn't have us meet with Tiffany.

I'm sure I'm gonna hate myself for this,

but who's Tiffany?

Tiffany is the A-list
surrogate in Atlanta right now.

Apparently her uterine wall
is stronger than titanium.

- Okay, well, maybe she wasn't available.
- No.

That's not it at all.
I called the service,

and apparently they
didn't send us her bio

because they felt it wasn't a match.

Which I'm not buying.

This is exactly like Bruce Fontaine.

They are trying to screw us.

I don't think it's exactly
like Bruce Fontaine.

They picked the wrong day to
mess with Fallon Carrington.

Because I'm gonna make sure

that we get Tiffany as our surrogate

if it's the last thing that I do.

Okay, if you want to use Tiffany,
that's fine.

But maybe we should meet her first?

Yeah, you're right.

I mean, I would like to hear more about

her freakishly strong uterus.

We'll set a meeting, okay?
Any night but Thursday.

I have dinner with my agent
to talk about a new book deal.

- Now, he thinks I can get...
- Liam, you're a genius.

Yes, an agent is exactly what I need

to get Tempo Universal back.

So we're back to you now. Got it.

Hello.

Wow, beautiful. I love Juliet roses.

These just came for Amanda.

Oh, I wonder who the secret admirer is.

Let's find out.

"Can't wait to see you in London. XOXO"

Oh, the admirer remains a secret.

I should let Amanda
know that these arrived.

Honestly, Dom, you have a lot

of solid designs here to choose from.

Solid might not be enough.

I need to somehow get my portfolio

on the top of the stack at NordicStar.

NordicStar Airlines?

I didn't know all this was for them.

You're familiar with the company?

Since we launched PPA,
I've made it my business

to know the marketplace.

You know Samir Dexter sits
on the board over there.

Dexter? As in Dex Dexter?

- Samir's his father.
- What do you know about him?

Not much. He and Blake go way back.

Apparently he's pretty old-school.

Are we talking chivalrous old-school

or boys' club kind of thing?

Sadly, the latter.

Loves a damsel in distress.

I'm sure he'll be at
the wedding tomorrow,

which I now have to attend with Blake.

- I'm happy to put in a good word.
- Thanks.

I'll let you know if I need any help.

Amanda.

Big bouquet of flowers
just arrived for you.

- Oh, lovely. From who?
- Good question.

The card says
"Can't wait to see you in London, XOXO."

Any chance you've rekindled
with your ex-girlfriend Florence

and forgot to tell your
current girlfriend Kirby?

Okay, no, I haven't rekindled
anything with Florence.

Will you lower your voice?

Florence and I haven't spoken in months.

I have no idea why she'd send flowers.

Maybe 'cause you told her
you were going to London

and wanted to have a romantic getaway
at a posh hotel.

I called the Savoy myself

and confirmed your reservation.

Okay, I never made that reservation.

I swear. Look,
if Florence even knew I was coming,

I highly doubt she'd want
to get back together.

Now I know why you were so intent

on keeping our relationship a secret.

Wouldn't want your real
girlfriend to find out, right?

Okay, Kirby, this is a misunderstanding.

Save it. Have fun at the wedding.

Guess the lying apple doesn't
fall far from the lying tree.

Kirby. Kirby!

Sam?

- Claudia.
- Hey.

I called your parole officer.
She told me you're

a corrections counselor now?

Yeah.

I got to say I didn't see that coming.

Yeah, me neither.
It's funny how life can change, huh?

Yeah.

Well, enjoy the freedom while it lasts,

because I'm pretty sure
sending threatening packages

to the Carringtons violates your parole.

Whoa, what are you talking about?

I would never do
anything crazy like that.

Oh, but you, you would throw a
porcelain doll off a rooftop,

knowing everyone thought
it was an actual baby?

Okay, that was a different me.

No, no, I've been working really
hard on my life, making amends.

I mean, even trying to get

visitation rights back with my son.

So you're not out to destroy
the Carringtons, then?

No, absolutely not.

I mean, in fact, I'm,
I'm grateful for them.

Sending me to this correction facility

was the best thing that
ever happened to me.

By the way, how's everyone?

- They're good, I guess.
- Yeah?

Yeah. They're all getting ready
for Alexis's wedding tomorrow.

Oh, that's wonderful news. How nice.

All right, well, I, um...
should probably get back to work.

Yeah.

It was nice to see you.

Mm-hmm.

Hey, it's me.

Well, it looks like the Carringtons
are all gonna be in one place tomorrow.

I'm gonna need your help.

Thank you for coming.

Pop. What are you doing here?

I believe I was invited.

But if I received my invitation
by mistake, please let me know.

No. Of course not. It's just, um, I...

Don't worry.

I know why your father
didn't want to come.

You do?

Yes, and I love you for
trying to protect my feelings.

But Samir and I talked it out,

and everything is fine now.

Isn't that right, Samir?

I'm here for my son's wedding.

Samir!

- Blake Carrington.
- Great to see you.

This is my wife Cristal.

- Nice to meet you.
- Blake?

Just remember,

tell him everything you said
about me back then was a lie.

And, no,
it doesn't matter that it was true.

Honesty is a luxury I
can't afford right now.

Your future father-in-law
is a smart man.

If I start talking
about how great you are

on your wedding day,
he's gonna know something's up.

- I need to be subtle.
- I don't care how you do it.

Get him to change his attitude about me,

or Alexam won't be shipping
one ounce of face cream

through your airport.

Florence, it's Amanda.

Um, look, I don't know how you found out

I was coming to London,

and I don't know why
you sent me flowers,

but, uh, it needs to stop, okay?

It's causing some serious
problems in my life.

And just to be clear, uh,

we will not be seeing each
other when I'm home, okay?

Goodbye.

You seem upset.

Is there anything I can do?
Hors d'oeuvre?

Yeah, you can take your
little canapé and go away.

Now, now, we don't want
to let that cloudy attitude

rain on Mother's big day, do we?

Luckily, I have some very exciting news

that will turn that frown upside down.

Somehow I doubt that.

I returned the signed exit paperwork

like you asked.

I have so many other exciting
things going on in life.

Chief of staff was a burden.

Okay, are we done now?
Because I could really use a drink.

Whatever you have going on in life,

I'm sure it'll turn around soon.

Or not. I really don't care.

What the hell is "FDAC"?

I think those are their initials.

Oh, these'll be collector's items

once they get divorced.

Well, what'd you find out?

Someone else must have sent you
that mangled Carrington crest.

I don't think it was Claudia.

- Why not?
- She's turned her life around.

She was helping inmates pick up trash.

That's turning your life around?

And you're sure it wasn't an act?

Yes, I am sure.

I even called the mental health
facility she had been at,

and they told me she was doing
really great when she left.

What about
doctor-patient confidentiality?

Claudia's doctor's
ethical breach is not really

our main concern right now.

If this really is a... another dead end,

we need to figure out who
else could be threatening us.

Maybe it's a harmless stranger who just

- doesn't like the Carringtons.
- Yeah, I think she may be right.

I mean, whoever sent the crest
didn't even ask for anything.

So, what,
I'm just supposed to forget about this?

For now? Yes.

Hello, Blake.

It's good to see you again.

I knew it.

I can't believe that
I almost let this go.

I can't believe her
therapist lied to me.

- I...
- Claudia, wait!

I have something for the bride.

I... I'm confused.

Uh, I-I wanted to give a gift to Alexis

and wish her good luck.

And since I knew that
you all would be here,

I...

I came to make amends and apologize.

- It's a mug?
- I-I learned

to make them in prison pottery.

Would you make sure that
Alexis gets it for me?

- Sure.
- Thank you.

Well, it was great to see you all.

Bye.

Now might be a little tough.

I'm sort of at my mother's wedding,

and I think she might be
offended if I missed it.

Or she'll kill you.

Hey, um, ask her

if she can meet me in the lobby
of The Solitaire in 30 minutes.

- Great. Thank you, Jim.
- And

Jim is?

Jim is a music agent.
He reps a lot of big pop stars,

including Frankie Chase,
who should be here soon.

So I might need you to cover for me

in case the ceremony runs long.

No, I'm not gonna cover for you.
Are you crazy?

Of course she is. She's my daughter.

And my matron of honor.

Okay, don't forget the rings.

The ceremony is about to start soon.

Oh, good.
Yeah, let's get it rolling. I mean,

you know,
because the sooner we get started,

the sooner you can enjoy your honeymoon.

Why do I think you have an agenda?

Excuse me.

I have to deal with an uninvited guest.

What are you doing here?

I just need ten minutes with
the father of the groom.

It can either be before
or after the ceremony.

- You won't even know I'm here.
- You're right, because you won't be.

I do not need anyone else

offending Samir.

And you are nothing if not offensive.

I'm going to chalk your rudeness
up to wedding-day jitters.

I just need to chat

about NordicStar and
give him my portfolio.

No, you need to go.

If you want me to leave,
you'll have to make a scene

and throw me out,
which will ruin your wedding.

Fine.

But it is gauche to talk
business in public at a wedding,

especially mine.

Follow me.

Okay, wait in here,

and I'll go get Samir for you.

What the hell are you doing?!

Making sure you can't get out!

Your phone won't work.

But there's bottles of water
in the corner if you need it.

Don't touch the wine!

Got to run.

They're playing my song.

And these two are a wonderful example

of how love can show up
when you least expect it.

Love doesn't adhere to a timetable.

It reminds me of the first
couple I ever married.

But that would be a
story for another day.

So, we have gathered here to join

Farnsworth and Alexis in
the union of marriage.

It is not a contract

to be entered into lightly,
but seriously

and with great responsibility.

So, do you, Farnsworth,

take Alexis to be your wife?

Do you promise to love,
cherish and protect her

for as long as you both shall live?

I sure do.

Do you, Alexis,
take Farnsworth to be your husband?

Do you promise to love,
cherish and protect him

for as long as you both shall live?

You bet your ass I do.

You may exchange rings.

And now, by the power vested
in me in the state of Georgia,

I am honored to declare you married.

You may seal the contract with a kiss.

Frankie? Hi. Uh,

Fallon Carrington. Nice to meet you.

I was actually just about
to come meet you downstairs.

The doorman told me
where I can find you,

and since I don't really like to wait,
here I am.

Okay, then, duly noted.
We can talk up here.

So, I'm not sure what your agent
has told you about all this.

He told me you have an
amazing deal to offer me,

which is the only reason I came.

- I like to make money, so...
- Oh, my gosh.

This is the most exciting thing ever.

You bought a performance by
Frankie for my wedding gift!

Yes! That's exactly
what's going on here.

As a matter of fact,
Frankie and I and, uh...

and those two are gonna go
chat about it in private,

so don't you follow us
and ruin the surprise.

Come with me.

Alexis, congratulations.

And welcome to the family.

Thank you, Samir.

You have no idea how
much that means to me.

Of course,
once Blake explained all that chaos

from when you two were married,
it made more sense.

Oh, so he told you
none of that was true?

This is what I was talking about.

Right. Of course.

Blake told me that all
those events took place

when you were going through your,
uh, alcoholic rage states.

Oh, really? That's what Blake told you?

How thoughtful of him.

I am just thrilled, for my son's sake

and yours as well,
that you have conquered your demons

and put your life back together.

As long as you don't, uh, slide back

into old habits,
everything should be fine.

Oh, uh, what? This isn't mine.

No. I-I was holding it for Cristal,
Blake's wife.

Guess there is just something
about being married to him

that makes people want to dull the pain.

What are you doing in here?

Do you know there was a
chair blocking the door?

Yes, Fallon, I do.

I may use it to smash
over your mother's head.

Oh.

Please ignore whatever that was.

Where are we? And can I leave now?

Um, not just yet. Can I please explain?

- You have three minutes.
- Okay, good. I talk fast anyway.

So, I know you are

Tempo Universal
Streaming's biggest star.

And good for you, girlfriend,
but that's exactly why

I feel you should pull your
catalog from their platform.

Are you gonna lock me
in here if I say no?

My company, Fallon Unlimited...

we're starting our own
streaming music service,

and we would be happy to pay you

a very big bonus if you
would be our first artist.

So, what do you think?

Do you need to check
with those guys outside?

Look, as much I appreciate the offer,

I'm not interested in
switching things up.

My fans know where to
find me and my music, and

if it ain't broke, don't fix it, right?

Mm. Wrong.

Because what if it's making you broke?

Or at least less rich?

I mean, you said it yourself.
You like making money.

Right? So, what if you got

to keep your music on Tempo Universal

but also make lots more money?

So, you knew what was going on with us?

Well, I knew Amanda
had feelings for you.

Well, she may have feelings for me,

but she may also still
have feelings for her ex.

The judge that lives in England?

That's the one.

She booked a romantic
hotel room for her trip

and lied to me about
where she was staying.

And then flowers showed up
at the manor with this card.

Okay, so you know someone
has feelings for Amanda.

But you don't know that it's her ex.

It could be anyone from
her past life in London.

So we've now established that
she's planning on hooking up

with someone in London. Oh.

And if that wasn't bad enough,

the flowers were Juliet roses,
my favorite.

You have a favorite flower?

Seriously?
I was literally your girlfriend.

- How could you not know that?
- Yeah.

We're gonna add that to the list
of reasons that we broke up.

Boyfriends never listen, do they?

Wait. Can I see that again?

I have to go.

Oh, I'll buy the company.

But for $25 million less
than I originally offered.

And that's me being generous.

You can think about it,
and we'll talk tomorrow.

I need to enjoy my mother's wedding.

Cousin, why do I feel like
you were just playing someone?

I just bought Tempo Universal Streaming

for $25 million less than
I initially offered, mainly

because pop superstar Frankie
just left the platform.

That doesn't exactly sound like a win.

Oh, but it will be once

that extra $25 million goes right back

to Frankie and convinces
her to return to the fold.

Only Fallon Carrington could
turn her mother's wedding

- into an episode of Succession.
- Oh, please.

This is real life.
That show's like a comic book.

So that explains the good mood.

Well, that, and Liam and I are meeting

with the best surrogate in
the state later tonight.

Not sure how they judge that, but, uh,

congratulations, I guess?

Yeah.

Mr. Dexter? My name is

Dominique Deveraux. You may have heard

of my clothing company Dom-Mystique?

I actually haven't, so...

Well, you will soon.

I understand you're on
the board at NordicStar,

and I'm part of the competition

to redesign the company's uniforms.

I'd love for you to take
a look at what I've got.

Listen, dear, I appreciate your passion,

but I have nothing to do
with uniform decisions.

I'm more of a financial adviser.

I understand,
but if you like what you see,

you could pass it on to Val Gibson,

who heads the search committee.

I don't know Val.

And we live in a merit-based society.

So if your work can't stand on its own,

I'm afraid you don't deserve the job.

But women like me

can always use some
help from men like you,

men with more experience.

That is true.

I do like helping beautiful women.

And with your guidance and knowledge,
I'm sure you could...

Screw this.

I can't do it. I'm not

some damsel tied to the railroad tracks.

You know, men like you

from connected families always think

that they got where they
are by talent alone.

If it was about talent,

I'd be running the fashion world,

and you'd be my bookkeeper,

- if you were lucky.
- Excuse me?!

Samir, I am so sorry.

Pay no attention to her.

She wasn't even invited.

She must have snuck in looking for food.

You need to leave. Now.

Either by the elevator
or over the balcony.

Didn't you already get
arrested for that once before?

I know you tried to
sabotage me with Samir.

Yes, on my wedding day,

the only thing I can think about
is your little book of costumes.

Let go! Alexis, don't touch this!
Alexis!

Let go of my... book!

Yeah. Okay, no, no, no.

Uh, I think this party is over, Mom.

- Let's get out of here.
- Hmm.

Come on. Come on.

I should have known trash
like you never changes.

And now my son has just made
the biggest mistake of his life.

Hopefully it won't take
him too long to realize it.

I just talked to Samir on his way out.

If you're here to gloat,
I am not in the mood.

Hmm. For some reason, neither am I.

I guess sometimes I
remember we're more similar

- than I like to admit.
- Hmm.

Escaping the past isn't always easy,

but people do move on.

I would love to believe that,
but it seems

Samir is stuck in cement.

He is not moving on from this ever.

I know Samir. He'll come around.

Especially if he wants
his son in his life.

Thank you for being so supportive.

It's a new look on you.

Consider it a wedding gift
since we didn't get you one.

But, hey,
maybe next time I ask for help,

don't tell people that I am
an alcoholic with rage issues.

Now-now you said, do whatever it takes.

True.

Okay, send me the PPA proposal tomorrow,

and I will take a look.

Oh, uh, Alexis.

Congratulations.

Where have you been?

I've been calling you all day.
Why didn't you answer?

Well, maybe...

you called while I was trapped
in a panic room for hours.

Or maybe it was when I was picking up

the scraps of both my
portfolio and my dignity

on the street in front
of Alexis's penthouse.

Should I be following this?
Because I-I don't...

I have worked my ass off for months

to land this NordicStar gig.

And just because I
could not bring myself

to be the helpless woman,

my portfolio will
probably never get seen.

That is where you're wrong.

I figured out a way to get you a boost:
Janelle Crowley.

And hear me out.
I follow her on social media.

These celebs post stuff nonstop.

It's actually kind of annoying,
because the...

The point, Michael?

Yes, the point. Okay.

So, Janelle's always
getting tons of free swag

in the hopes that she'll post
it to her 18 million followers.

So I called her, and she said
she would be more than happy

to post photos of herself

in your wardrobe design from the movie.

You're kidding.

- That's amazing.
- Plus,

she tagged you and NordicStar.

So there's no way you
won't get noticed now.

That's one of the nicest things
anyone has ever done for me.

Yeah, you know, Janelle's not so bad,

especially for an actress,
'cause they're really...

I mean you.

Thank you, Michael.

Okay.

You know, this is not what
I pictured when you told me

you were trapped in a
panic room for 24 hours.

Well, I just wanted to talk
in private for a moment.

Not everybody out there
needs to know our business.

Well, which business are we talking?

Streaming or surrogacy?

Streaming is taken care of,
so it's time to talk Tiffany.

Okay, great. I confirmed we're
meeting with her tonight.

Now, did you read her bio?

No, but I heard from a source
that she loves diamonds,

so I'm thinking we could
slip a little tennis bracelet

on her wrist to seal the deal.

Okay, that's one way to go.

But is there anything
that we would like to know

about her as, like, a...
like, an actual person?

Is that a tanning bed?

Don't worry about it.

What is there to know?

I mean, she's the best there is,
and by the end of the night,

I will have the best streaming service

and the best surrogate,
and Blake can choke on his sexism.

Is that what this has all been about?

What, so you can prove to
Blake that you can do it all?

Fallon, you don't need to
prove anything to anybody.

Everyone knows that you kick
ass when it comes to business.

Well, why can't I kick ass at
finding the best surrogate, too?

You will.

Okay, we will.

But, honey, this isn't business.

Okay, the-the agency
isn't out to get you.

Is it possible they sent Stacey

because they thought that
she was the best fit for us?

I guess it's possible.

Hey.

Look, we can say no to Stacey
if you think she's wrong,

but I'm-I'm pretty sure
that we both liked her.

And I trust our instincts, okay?

Not some Buckhead Barbie

who probably can't even spell
"surrogate."

But we need to decide on this together.

Not as CEOs but as parents.

Okay.

- Hi.
- What are you doing here?

I just needed to apologize
as soon as I could.

I should have believed you.

And Adam's the one

that was behind all of this insanity.

Adam? Why?

He's trying to break us up,
just for payback.

But he messed up by
sending those flowers.

He knew they were my favorite roses.

Okay, well, as a lawyer,

I can honestly say that none
of this is proof of guilt.

True. Which is why I went to the florist

and bribed her to tell
me who sent the flowers.

The money came from the
Carrington account. It was Adam.

I never should have doubted you.

Yeah, I-I didn't love that,
to be honest.

I was so insecure because
you want to keep us a secret.

But now I get it, and I agree.

And I also need to get out of
here before anyone sees me,

especially Alexis. Okay.

Wait. Um...

Hello, everyone.

For those that don't know me,
my name's Amanda Carrington, and

on this happy day,

I would like everyone to know

that I am in a wonderful,
committed relationship

with Kirby Anders.

What?!

Nice try.

And, um, while we're, uh,

sharing great news, um,

I would like to announce that

I've developed a groundbreaking

anti-aging serum

that's basically the fountain of youth.

Cool.

And Liam and I have found

our surrogate. Yes! Her name is Stacey,

and she is going to help us usher in

the next generation of
Carrington greatness.

- I thought this was private.
- Oh, I'm sorry.

It just felt like the right
time to jump in.

Big day for the whole family, it seems.

Mm. I am so sorry.

And to top it off,
your father is back to not liking me.

Yeah, I saw him leave.

But I don't care.

What if he's right?

We've only been married for three hours,

and already I got in a
fight with Dominique,

my ex-husband told my father-in-law

that I am an alcoholic,

and all of my children are narcissists.

You probably want an annulment.

Do you have any idea how boring
my family was growing up?

Oh. Yours is a breath of fresh air.

Always has been.

Do you remember those
Carrington Atlantic

holiday parties Blake threw every year?

Oh, my God, talk about boring.

True.

Except for one year,

when a certain someone showed
up in a sexy Santa outfit

and led a conga line
throughout the entire office.

- Me?
- You.

I fell in love with you that day,
Alexis.

And I knew you were exactly
the woman I wanted to be with.

And now here we are.

So, as far as I'm concerned,

the more chaos, the better.

Bring it on.

I cannot wait

- to get home.
- Yeah. I know.

My feet are killing me.

Six hours at my ex-wife's
wedding is killing me.

Hello, Blake.

What the hell are you doing here?

Blake, who is this?

I should've known.

You destroyed the family crest
and sent it to me, didn't you?

Bastard.

Wait.

I don't understand. What is going on?

Who are you?

Not bad.

You must be Cristal.
Where are my manners?

I'm Ben Carrington,

Blake's brother.

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