All language subtitles for Dynasty.2017.S02E11.720p.HDTV.x264-CRAVERS_track3_eng

As an added bonus
for saving my life,

a third of the shipping loot.
Five million dollars, cash.

But he explained it to me.
So he told you

that he kept working for Ada

even after he got
the blackmail back?
Excuse me?

This is over. The
wedding is off.

I told you to never
call me again, Fallon.

I'm pregnant.

I was looking for...
Liam?

Oh, we're actually
leaving on vacation.

("We've Gotta Get Out
of This Place" playing)

¶ We gotta get out
of this place ¶

¶ If it's the last thing
we ever do ¶

¶ We gotta get out
of this place ¶

¶ 'Cause, girls, there's a
better life for me and you... ¶

You're gonna need
a bigger suitcase.

Oh, dear.

Are you still going
on your honeymoon?

That's so sad.
Not that I'm judging. Outwardly.

No, Mother,
side-by-side couples massages

with no one by my side

would only make me
more depressed,

which is why
I'm taking a girls trip.

I love it.
And that'll give us a chance

to drill down on what went wrong
with Culhane.

I can be packed

in three hours.
Oh.

You're sweet
and slightly delusional.

I said girls trip,

not mom's trip. Sorry.
ALEXIS:
I see.

What was I thinking, trying
to ease my daughter's pain?

Did I hear you say something

about a girls trip?

Not on purpose.

But did you hear the part
where I said "no moms"?

An addendum. That means no
soon-to-be stepmoms, either.

Do you even know what snow is?

I hear it's even whiter
than you.

Look, I didn't get to be
one of your bridesmaids,

and this could possibly be
the last chance I have

to get away
before I catch a cold,

your dad freaks out
and puts me on bed rest.

You know
how overprotective he is.

(whimpers)

Okay, fine.

But if I let you come,

will you let me touch your hair?

It's not off the table.

You are making insane
progress, Jeff.

If I got shot two weeks ago,
I would be on my ass, in bed,

watching shows about jaguars
rolling up on alligators.

(both laugh)

Thanks.

You know, as crazy
as it may sound,

this whole experience
invigorated me.

And I didn't tell you yet,
but Mom called me back.

What?
It's all good, all right?

She was thrilled
to hear from me.

So I'm sending my plane
to bring her home

to Atlanta for a long
overdue family reunion.

Have you lost your mind?

How could you do
something like that

without talking to me about it?

She can't wait to see us, Mon.
Like hell she can't.

She waited nearly 12 years

without reaching out
so much as once.
Look, I get it.

She left us to
pursue her dreams.

Maybe she wasn't a
good mother back then,

but that doesn't mean she
can't be a good person now.

If almost dying
taught me anything,

it's that life is way too
short to hold grudges.

I want to know my mother.

And I want you

by my side when her
plane lands tomorrow.

Well, what a shame.

I'm leaving town with Fallon.

Guess you'll have to
handle Mom on your own.
Mon.

Dr. Murphy is the top ob-gyn
on the East Coast.

The wait to get in
is six months,

but I got him to squeeze us in
tomorrow because...

Well, my child waits for no one.

Well, he can squeeze us in
when I get back.

I don't think you
should be taking a trip

when you have an appointment
tomorrow morning

that cost me an arm and a leg

and a golf membership at Augusta
to get.

My next year is gonna be filled
with doctors appointments.

We can wait a few days
for the first one.

Fine.

Enjoy your trip with Fallon.

It'll give me some time to meet
with this budding soccer player

that I've had my eye on.

He's gonna help us
knock it out of the park.
(chuckles)

No. Please don't make
a baseball reference

to a soccer player.

We'll work on that later. Bye.

(exhales)

FEMALE VOICE:
System disarmed.

Thank you.
Thank you.

The break-in's my fault, Ma.

I should've had this security
system put in a while ago.

But I can promise you

nothing like this
will ever happen again.

Well, we're all fine,

and everything the sons
of bitches took can be replaced.

What about that black leather
bag you were looking for--

did you find it?

What was in it?

Uh, just some cash
for a rainy day.

And how long
are you gonna be staying here?

It's already been a week,

and I do not love
sharing a bathroom

with you again.
I don't know.

But I'm happy to be making
up for so much time away.

Mm-mmm.

(sighs)
You haven't said one word

about being dumped by Fallon.

You okay?

It is for the best.

(knock on door)

Anders told me you were robbed.

I'm so sorry.

MONICA: I know
this isn't what you planned

to be doing this week
or who you planned

to be spending it with,
but we are still gonna have fun.

This is already fun for me.

How are you doing

with the Culhane of it all?
Great.

But this is a girls trip,

so I don't want to talk
about him or any other boys.

Works for me.

I don't want to talk
about my family.

And I don't want to talk
about being pregnant.

Did someone say girls trip?

Did someone say psycho stowaway?

What the hell
are you doing here?

In a bikini.
KIRBY:
Oh, simple.

I was in the kitchen when Fallon
asked someone to pack for her.

I didn't have
anywhere else to be,

and I figured if I asked,
you'd say no.

You are correct.
So,

where are we going--
Tahiti, the Maldives?

Somewhere slightly less warm.

You're just gonna
let this happen?
We're too high up now

to throw her out in a parachute,

and I'm not going back
to Atlanta.

Sweet.

I know why you're here.
Look,

whatever happened
between you and Fallon--

that's none of my business.

But launching my soccer team

into a mega franchise--
that is my business.

And that's where
you can help me.

I know less about soccer
than you do, if that's possible.

But you do know
about Sterling Wells.

Sterling Wells
is the best soccer player

to ever come out of Atlanta,

went to my high school
ten years after me,

grew up on the other side
of the park. So what?
And now he plays

in Belgium, but I want
to bring him back to here

to be the face of my team.

And what can I do?

I want you to come with me.
You two speak the same language.
(scoffs)

Is that the "black" language,
Blake?

No.

Look, if I was trying
to hire him

to strike oil for me,
I'd talk to him.

You're an athlete.
Sports is your thing.

Now, there may be a job for you
with the team

if you help me lure him back.

Well...

I was gonna say I needed
some time to think about it,

but I don't.

Excellent.

Hard pass.

What?
You see, where I'm at

in my life,

I need to distance myself
from the Carringtons.

Actually, I see
exactly where you are, Michael.

And I think you need the money.

You know I'm right.

Who leaves cold weather
to go to even colder weather?

Who stows away on an airplane
with nothing but bathing suits?

Who wants to get a massage?

Who wants a drink?

Who wants to buy pants?

You may have noticed
I don't have

many girlfriends in Atlanta.

You mean, "any"?

Which is why I wanted to come.

I mean, is that such a crime?
Okay, here's an idea:

how about we leave
our problems at home.

Girls trips are about
having fun with the girls.

Exactly.

KIRBY:
One more thing?

That guy looks a lot like Liam.

And who's that girl he's with?

Girls trip?

Well, it is a girls trip.

In which the best girl wins.

¶ ¶

Liam's clearly here
with another woman.

Now, I don't want
to be your mother, but...

Then don't be my mother, okay?

I mean, Alexis
isn't here for a reason.

You duped us.
So not cool.

And neither is competing
with another girl over a boy.

You know that.

Liam and I have a connection.
You've seen us.

But when you meet a stranger

outside city hall
on a park bench

and convince him
to fake marry you

to sabotage your actual fiancé,

I mean, the relationship's
bound to go bust.

(sighs) I put Liam
through the wringer, okay?

And I regret that, but I know
if I can get him alone

and explain my true feelings,
I can win him back.

You saw him with that woman,
right? It wasn't just me.

That woman is just
a temporary rebound.

A preppy little mosquito
that will go away once swatted.

I have a question.

Why are we inside,
yammering on

when we could be outside skiing?

FALLON:
Kirby, you are free

to do whatever you want.

I encourage you to go find
a gondola to stow away on.

Come with me, Kirby.
I'll buy you some warm clothes.

(sighs)

I'm sorry
I duped you.

How mad are you at me?

You, like, one cocktail mad?

Two?
Three.

Three.

Well, the first three rounds
are on me.

What was I thinking?

All rounds are on me.

We need to talk to you.
I'm a little busy trying
to secure this house.

You've made this house so secure

I think the Marines are gonna
roll up if I crack a window.

I don't see what the problem is.

Michael Laurence Culhane.
That's not good.

No, it is not.

I may have slightly overheard
your conversation with Blake,

and I don't know why on earth

you declined his offer
to go to Belgium.

After we just got robbed?
I can't leave you two alone.

You don't want to leave us
because you got dumped by Fallon

and you're too insecure
to get back into the world.
Boom.

LUELLA: Now, we learned how
to take care of ourselves

before you left,

and we'll continue
to do so without you.

Now you got to take care
of yourself, baby.

Think about Blake's offer.

You always wanted
to work in sports,

and you'd be great at it.

Don't do this
because it's good for Blake.

Make it good for you.
(whispers):
Boom.

(indistinct conversations)

That's not at all
noticeable, Fallon.

Why don't you just
stand on a table and yell,

"Has anyone seem my Liam?"

You're right.
You're right.

Why don't we... hit the slopes?

Hmm. It's all good.

I'm actually just thrilled

not to be in Atlanta
when my mother returns.

You know, I get the whole mother
thing, but I have to admit,

having Alexis back in my life
hasn't been a total nightmare.

I mean, she went to extreme
lengths to get me my dream

wedding venue, and she didn't
even rub it in my face

after she ran a woman
over for no reason.

I mean, that's-that's...
that's sweet... ish.

We have wildly different
situations, Fal.

Your mother
never wanted to leave,

and she chose to come back.

My selfish mother
chose to abandon us

when my father went to prison,

and now she's being dragged back
by my masochistic brother.

Hmm. You're right.
It's totally different,

and she's a terrible
person, and...

Oh, my God! Is that him?

That's him! That's Liam! Is it?

It... No, it's not.

No.

Now I'm a terrible person.

ALEXIS:
Let's put

the spa chair right here in
the middle of the dining room.

But face it into the room.

Perfect. Uh,
light boxes around the chair.

Plants around the light boxes.

Get the plants nice and close
to the windows

so that they can absorb
the sunlight.

Got it? We all good?

Have you seen anyone?

Except you?
I mean, in what world

do the girls abandon me
for a road trip

when I'm the life of the party?

What's happening here?

I've been feeling
a little down lately,

and I have a feeling
that it's a direct result

from Seasonal
Affective Disorder.

We sufferers call it "SAD."

Cute name.
Oh, no.

It's real.
It's an upscale depression

related to seasonal changes.

(phone vibrates)

(sighs)
You seem a little down, Sam.

No.

I'm not sad or SAD.

I didn't do anything wrong.

You sure?

Because denial and
depression do go mano a mano.

Sir, would you be a dove

and go to the truck and
get another spa chair?

Sure, no problem.
Thank you.

We are gonna turn
our sad into glad.

And what does that stand for?

It's just a word.

We had the best time
on the slopes.

You skied with a fetus?

Is that allowed?
People do.

But I didn't.

I went up and down
20 times on the gondola.

You know, people look
at you funny

when you don't get out
at the top.

Where's Monica?

Spa.
Oh.

Sitting in a hotel lobby
for multiple hours on end

not her thing?
That's so weird.

I like your outfit, Kirby.

Did you just strip the first
mannequin you saw or was...

There he is.

There he is.
There's Liam.

Okay, everybody,
act natural.

Uh, now who looks
like a mannequin?

You know, if I had feelings,
that wouldn't hurt them.

Yeah. Both your skis
came off.

(laughing):
So forget that.

Ooh! Oh, my God.
Whoa. Whoa.

Liam?

Fallon.

What are you
doing here?

I'll go grab us
a few beers.
Okay, cool.

Skiing.

Why are you here?
Are you kidding?

I have been coming to Sun Valley

with my family to ski
since forever.

I'm actually here
on a girls trip.
Oh.

There they are. Yup.

Wow. What?
(laughs)

Hey, I, uh...

I heard you cancelled
your wedding.

I'm really sorry
that happened.

Yeah, but here's
the funny thing about that:

I have been doing a lot
of soul searching,

and I've...
WOMAN:
Liam?

Hey. Hi.
Hey. Hey.

Who's this?

Um, Ashley, this is
Fallon Carrington.

Fallon, this is
Ashley Cunningham.

So nice to meet you, Fallon.

Hi.

Ashley and I have known each
other since we were kids.

No, since before
we were born.

(laughs)
Our mothers are best friends.

Laura loves me
like her own daughter.

Ew.

I mean, not "Ew."

It's just,
uh, you know,

I wouldn't wish that
on anyone.

You know, I think

you did mention Ashley
to me... once.

Yeah, something about
a childish schoolgirl crush?

I think you meant "childhood."
Oh.

Yeah, I'm sure I did.
Well, we aren't kids

anymore, are we?

Uh, hey, Ash, can I,
uh, get you a pinot noir?

I would love one,
thank you.

Oh. Excuse me.

Sure.

Huh.

I find it a little interesting

that you didn't mention to Liam
that I dropped by the other day.

Save it. I know why
you dropped by the other day,

and I know exactly why
you're here now, Fallon.

Crazy ex, right?
Okay.

You've had your fun,
but I think we both know

that you are a rebound,
so how about

you preserve your dignity
and bounce down that mountain

right back to whatever sorority
you legacied out of?

I was a rebound,
but it's funny

how easy it is to get a man
to fall in love with you

when he's been put through hell

by a cold, self-serving,

self-righteous bitch.

I mean, you basically
starved him, and now, well,

let's just say
I'm keeping him very satisfied.

Be careful on the slopes,
Fallon.

It's especially icy this season.

Hi. I am Fallon Carrington,

and I would like a large,
3-D model of the entire mountain

with all the runs
and chair lifts.

Oh, and a laser pointer.

(elevator bell dings)

A trail map and a pencil.

All right.

You look lonely.

Oh.

Why, because I'm playing
vertical checkers by myself?

This girls trip kind of sucks.

Well, you did get a new
winter wardrobe out of it.

(scoffs)

I don't do snow.

Probably 'cause
my mom only ever wanted

to vacay places
that were tropical.

'Cause of everything she went
through-- her divorce and

depression-- I just tagged along
wherever she wanted to go.

It's a tough thing to
face when you're a kid.

Wow. This is why
I need more girlfriends.

Or maybe not?

Kirby.
We're you're friends.

At least for this weekend.

Tell that to Fallon.

Look, you can't
tell Fallon anything.

You just need to show her
that you're a good friend.

I feel like
I'm in a terrarium,

and it's freaking me out
a little.

You'll thank me in the morning
when you feel rested and happy.

And next, we float.

Weren't you wondering
what those tanks were for?

I was trying not to.

They're sensory
deprivation tanks.

Alone with your thoughts,

free of distraction.

Alone with only your thoughts?

How is that good?
What's fun

about thinking things when
you're trying not to think them?

We need to know why we're sad

in order to beat SAD.

This is a very
complicated condition.

One must take it head-on.

Can't wait.

Wouldn't rather be
anywhere else.

I have a very simple plan
to get myself some alone time

with Liam on the mountain.

All I have to do is take
the Denavara lift

and ski across

Elk's Lane, then up
to the Bearpaw gondola,

and then back up and follow him
down the Alta Peak Bowl.

It's a trail
he'll eventually hit

after his mid-morning
heli-skiing lesson.

How do you know that?

It's called Insta-stalking.
And then,

I will slip into the two-person
Pine Ridge lift

where I will have seven minutes
of alone time with Liam.

But won't Ashley
be skiing with him?

I saw the GoPro video she
uploaded from her ski lesson

and she is an
intermediate skier, at best,

so she won't make it past here.

Although her turns
were looking sharper

by the end of the lesson.

Did you say simple plan
or insane plan?

I'm sorry, can you do better?

(clears throat)

Hi. This is Ashley Cunningham.

My boyfriend and I misplaced
our itinerary for tomorrow.

Can you please tell me
what we have planned?

A ski lesson
up first.

Okay, and then
a spa appointment.

Mm, don't want to miss that.

Mm-hmm, yup.
That's also perfect.

Okay. Okay,
thank you so much.

Bye now.
(chuckles)

Looks like Ashley and Liam
won't be the only ones

with a packed schedule
for tomorrow.

Us three are gonna
take that bitch down

so you can take your man home.

I don't understand.
How?

Uh-uh.
I feel taking a bitch down

is more your thing, Kirby.

Hmm.

Cristal and I will distract
Ashley's preppy posse.

And I'll keep Ashley busy
while you meet Liam

for their previously scheduled
apres ski drinks.

Like a normal stalker.

Okay, I respect your
commitment to help Fallon,

but you're forgetting
one major detail.

CRISTAL:
She saw you, Kirby.

She knows
you're friends with Fallon.

Oh. That's a problem.

I don't need problems.

What I need
is a solution.

There is a war being fought
on this mountain,

and I'm not gonna let
this glam squad lose it.

(water gurgling)

(knocking)

Oh, Culhane. You know,
I knew you'd be back.

Takes a fool to say no
to Blake Carrington.

Takes an even bigger fool
to say yes, but here I am.

Oh, you learned a lot
under my roof,

including how to spot
a good opportunity.

Jerry Jones paid $150
million for the Cowboys.

They're worth
five billion now.

And you're comparing yourself
to Jerry Jones?

No, I would never.

Well, he's not in my league.

So, let's jet to Belgium,

close this deal with the kid.
Then, on the way back,

we can talk about
what position would be right

for you with the organization.

I'm not here for you
to assign me a job

that you have no desire
to do yourself.

I'm here 'cause I can help you
with Sterling Wells.

So you just want to help me
sign him and then stop there?

For a small fee.
Ah.

I understand.

And I can assure you

Fallon has zero involvement
with this team.

Then let's jet to Belgium.

This is foolproof.

There is no way Ashley's
gonna recognize me.

Meet her new ski instructor.
I'll add a free ski lesson

to her itinerary, and I keep her
out on the slopes all day.

You're a novice skier. I mean,
what happens when you fall

and red hair
comes tumbling out?

Fine.

Maybe we don't have to ski.

I'll get her on the chairlift,
and then I'll text you,

and you can cause a blackout
on the mountain,

and then we'll be stranded
up there. (clicks tongue)

Now, why would anyone
say that Kirby's crazy?

Mm, no, I like
the spa plan better.

Which also didn't work.

You came, you saw,

and now it's clearly
time to go home.

(knocking)

Why are you here?

SAM:
Why did you
leave me behind?

Alexis's anti-depression regimen

was depressing
the hell out of me.

Who wants to hit the lodge
and pound hot toddies?

Oh, this is perfect.

Ashley doesn't know him.

Who's Ashley?

Ladies... I think we just
found our secret weapon.

The spa flooded?
What a drag.

True, but now you get
all our services

without having
to leave your room.

I'm still going to contact the
spa manager for a full refund.

And you should.

Now, I see
you've reserved

the deluxe
alpine rescue package.

My entire body
is sore.

Between skiing
with my boyfriend

all over this mountain
and, well...

I am totally
over-sharing, but...

we got pretty freaky last night
at the bar, dancing,

and then in bed and...

then again in bed this morning.

Yeah, you've had
quite an ordeal.
Hello?

Let's get started.

I'm not paying you to talk.

(short chuckle)

BLAKE:
I flew a long way to meet

with you and your agent,
Sterling. Private, of course.

Which is what you'll be flying

if you commit
to my expansion team.

Oh, hell,

you can just buy your own plane.

Do you have numbers
for me, Blake?

Now, that's guaranteed.
It's a monster deal. It's worth

more money than any American
soccer player's ever made.

Sports apparel companies,
athletic drinks--

they are gonna be kicking
your door down for endorsements.

If...

you come back to Atlanta.

My client

already makes
a great deal of money.

My watch costs more
than my parents' house.

Crazy, right?

I paid off their house,
by the way.

And bought them
matching watches.

BLAKE:
Yeah, I like to buy
nice things, too.

And if you accept this deal...

there won't be one single thing

on this planet that you
won't be able to buy.

Now, that's power.

I have that power,
I love that power,

and I want you
to have that power, too.

I love playing soccer, man.
I got enough power

that I don't have to be
treated like a pawn

by some rich dude who just needs
a face to launch his new team.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hey, why don't you
give me five.

(quietly):
Alone.

Howard, why don't you and me
step outside

and dig into specifics.

That guy's a jerk.

(short chuckle)
Which one?

(laughs)

I played outside linebacker
at Decatur High School

a couple years
before you got there.
Yeah?

Go Bulldogs.

Hey, I was killing it
in college, on track to go pro,

but then I blew out my knee.

That dream died hard.

Damn. That's tough.

Yeah. My greatest memories
are my mom, my dad

and my baby sister
at every game.

I could see them cheering me on.

(chuckles)
That's cool.

Yeah, it was like
the whole city embraced me.

It was the best.

So, yeah, having an amazing
career abroad is killer,

but you know
what's even better?

Being the king at home.

Like when LeBron

won a ring
for Cleveland.

Let me show you something.

Nah, man, you're just like
the Carrington clown.

I don't want to see your money.

What? Boiled peanuts
from Hickabilly Hank's?

You're not gonna
find those in Brussels.

My mom and I used to go to that
stand after every practice.

She knew as long as I was
popping peanuts in my mouth,

I was an open book.

Yeah, we had a lot of good
talks because of these.

I'm going to start by placing

a lavender-scented pillow

over your eyes,
Mmm...

and all you need to do now
is relax and enjoy

as my team works on you.

(chime dings)

Hey, Ashley, you ready for me
to shape those brows today?

Just make sure
they aren't too skinny.

I'm very picky, and I don't want
to scare you, but if there is

one hair out of place,
I'm complaining to your boss.

What color nails are
we thinking today?

Ballet tutu pink.

Anything brighter's
so working-class.

I-I mean...

it's just not classy.

With your permission, Ashley,

we're gonna upgrade
your package today.

It's called the best of beauty,

and, well...
we think you deserve it.

Of course I deserve it.

You have no idea
how stressful my life is.

And you have no idea
what you're in for.

Just...

relax.

¶ ¶

This'll just...

give your hair some... volume.

All done.

Don't forget to take
our customer survey.

¶ ¶

Fallon.

Uh...
Relax.

There's nothing wrong with two
old friends playing catch-up.

So that's what we are?

We do have a history.

Sure, it might not
go as far back

as you and what's-her-face, but

you left an indelible mark
on my past, so...

that's got to count
for something.
That's fair.

And I assume you're
referring to Ashley.

I made a mistake.

Turns out I'm human.

(laughs)
See, now, that admission

is something
for the history books.

Well...

you were right.

Culhane was not my one.

And I realized something
that you knew immediately.

You are my one, Liam.

I'm just sorry it took me
so long to figure it out.

(exhales)
Um...

Fallon, there's...

there's no point
in rehashing the past.

I'm really happy right now.

Okay, but, I mean, you...

We were happy.

We could have been.

We still can be.
We can start fresh.

Yeah, see, that's
exactly it.

I have started fresh.

I moved on.
If you care about me

as much as you say you do,

then I'd like for you
to respect that.

Let's remember our marriage
with fondness and move on.

Deal?

Fine.

I'm only doing it

because of how much
I care about you, Liam.

(whispers):
Thank you, Fallon.

I'm not comfortable here.

Yeah, it's pretty stinky.

And sticky.
Yeah, which means

Liam will not
be here, okay?

I mean, this is
where the locals go.

Local murderers?
(Monica chuckles)

CRISTAL:
You did

the right thing, Fallon.
Well, clearly,

I don't have much
practice with that,

because I thought
I would feel better.

But Liam and I are over.

Which means that Serena van der
Woodsen knockoff gets him.

That's fine. So I am sorry
for bringing you all here.

I wish we could leave
this mountain ASAP,

but unfortunately, Blake
has the jet in Belgium,

and it won't be able
to get us till morning.
We can fly commercial.

Mm. Yeah, we could also eat
that mystery meat chili,

but we're not gonna
do that either.

(laughs)
Look, we're
stuck here,

so let's just salvage
what's left of this girls trip

and have a girls
night, okay?

Drinks are on me.

'Cause I am a miserable loser.

Hey. We could really use
this table for people.

Okay if I check your stuff?

Yeah, that's fine.
Thanks.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Easy with the leather
on that bag.

Okay.

Well...

you were right.

Chasing Liam here
was a terrible idea.

I'm so sorry
it didn't work out.

I know we're not
super close, Fallon,

but if I can help you
in any way,

just let me know.

I mean, touching your hair would
make me feel a little better.

Not here.

Okay. So, later, then?

I'm a miserable loser, too.

And I thought that getting
away would help me forget

that I kissed a man
that's not Steven, but, uh...

the guilt is killing me.

Must be all these hot guys.

Oh, Sam.

You're an idiot.

That's comforting.
Beating yourself up

over a tiny indiscretion
is a complete waste

on our last night away together.

I once read you can't let your
previous actions define you.

You can only control
what you do next.

That's genius.

Who wrote it?

Oh, some
Instagram hippie.

MONICA:
Hey, Dominique.

It's Monica.

I know I haven't seen you
in such a long time,

and I don't want to say anything
that'll break your heart,

so here's my suggestion.

Don't you dare
get on Jeff's plane

or I will unload 12 years
of pain and suffering on you

and make you pay
for what you did to me.

Understood.

Thank you, Howard.

So?

Good news.
Sterling wants

to come home
and play in Atlanta.

Yes. My plan worked
like a charm.

And, as promised,

you will be rewarded
for your efforts

with a position
in the organization.

I'm thinking, uh...

player relations.

So, here's the thing
about your plan.

You know, there are
two pro soccer teams in Atlanta.

And Sterling
will only play for one

that has me as part-owner.

So what are you saying?

Well, that can
be your team, Blake,

or the other one,
who I've already spoken with.

And they're very interested.

So why don't you come up
with another plan...

and maybe I'll entertain it.

Hmm.

Troops,

there is domestic swill sticking
to the bottom of my shoes.

I say it's time to polish up
our drinks and head home.

There's a strict
no vom policy on the plane.

I don't know. Looks like
there are some hotties in here.

That's the booze
and your bad taste talking.

Here you go.

Thank you. Oh, you know what,
my wallet is in my bag.

Will you please get us our stuff
from the coat check?

(scoffs) Does this place look
like it has a coat check?

Well, that's ridiculous.

A woman came over and she took
our coats and our bags.

This is from a car wash.

What?

Oh, my God. I told you,

this place is filled
with garbage people.

Someone stole
our coats

and our bags?
I really liked
my new coat.

With our money
and our cell phones?

Whose idea was it to
come to a shady bar

on the side of a
mountain in Idaho?

Well, it's not my fault.

It may be my fault.

Look,

we got a hefty tab.

Somebody needs to pay.

Oh! I have my phone.

I'll just call Jeff.
He'll send us money.

And it's dead.

You want to buy
a used phone?

("These Boots Are Made
for Walkin'" playing)

I'm gonna win that money
for you, Fallon.

¶ ¶

¶ You keep saying ¶

¶ You got something for me ¶

SAM: Well, it is
enough money to pay

our tab and get us out
of this dump.

Yeah, but that's
only if you win.

Girl's got moves
she didn't learn at cotillion.

¶ You've been a-messin' ¶

You're ruining that song
for me!

(laughs)
God,

I have to go up
there, don't I?

It's unbearable.
Kirby.

¶ All your best ¶

¶ These boots are made
for walkin' ¶

¶ And that's just what
they'll do ¶

Oh, no, you're not leaving me
behind again.

¶ One of these days,
these boots ¶

¶ Are gonna walk all over you ¶

¶ ¶
(cheering)

¶ You keep lyin' ¶

¶ When you ought
to be truthin' ¶

¶ And you keep losing ¶

¶ When you ought to not bet ¶

¶ You keep samin' ¶

¶ When you ought
to be a-changin' ¶

¶ But what's right is right ¶

¶ And you ain't been right yet ¶

¶ These boots
are made for walkin' ¶

¶ And that's just what
they'll do ¶

¶ And one of these days
these boots ¶

¶ Are gonna walk all over you ¶

¶ ¶
(cheering)

KIRBY:
Did you enjoy

your best of beauty
upgrade, Ashley?

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

You want a piece of my friend,

you're gonna have to go

through me first.

Your friend? Aw.

(grunts)
Not on my watch, perrita.

(shouts)

(gasping)
SAM: Ladies,

can't we all just get along?

Watch out!
(grunting)

She's pregnant.

And nobody touches that hair
before I do.

(grunting)

MAN: Hey, look out!
SAM: Kirby!

Jab, jab, uppercut.

(grunts)
MONICA: Help Kirby!

Hell yeah. Winter's coming.

Okay, who threw that?

(grunts)
Oh, no.

Winter's here, bitch.

iren whoops)
Don't worry.

I won't tell my father that
his pregnant soon-to-be wife

laid out a few chicks
in a bar fight.

Although it is
a pretty killer story.

(chuckles)
You're sweet,

but that's not
what I'm stressing about.

Then what is it?

I have to admit, I...

had other motives
for coming on this trip.

You duped me?

Respect.

I'm not sure the baby's Blake's.

Less respect, Cristal.

When I left Atlanta,

I went home
and made a huge mistake

by sleeping with my ex-husband.

Your ex-husband?

Mark Jennings.

Life can take you in directions
you can't control.

Never in my wildest
dreams did I imagine

I was gonna end up
back in Atlanta,

falling in love with Blake.

So, as much as I came here
to avoid him and his doctors,

I came to get your advice.

Well, that's never a good idea.
(sighs)

What should
I do, Fallon?

I'm afraid he'll go crazy
if this baby isn't his.

Well, you're not wrong.

I say move to Idaho.

They need a coat check girl.

(chuckles)

I've seen him angry.

It scares me.

You know what you need to do.

You need to tell him the truth.

And if he can't handle it,
that's his problem.

You think so?
Yes.

You are not responsible
for the way he reacts.

But you can
and you should control

how you take care of yourself
and that baby.

No matter whose it is.

Ashley isn't pressing charges.

Her friends
saw you come in here,

so she paid someone
to steal your stuff,

in retaliation for what

your posse
over here did to her.

Hey, Liam.

I'm sorry, okay?

I think there's been
a huge misunderstanding.

No, I think
I understand perfectly, Fallon.

You came here
to destroy my relationship.

That's not true.

Okay.
And, for the record,
your girlfriend

committed larceny.

She's lucky
I'm not pressing charges.

You are not the same person
that I fell in love with.

What happened
to the girl who was ready

to start her own dynasty?

The savvy,
sophisticated woman

who outmaneuvered
the brightest in business?

You're acting like
a childish schoolgirl.

Liam, please.

I'm sorry.

I took it too far.

Doesn't this prove how
much I care about you?

No, Fallon.

It proves how low you've sunk.

You know, there was a time

when I thought
I couldn't live without you.

Now I can't
stand the sight of you.

(door opens)

(door opens)

How was the
girls trip?

You were invited?

Mm. You missed quite
an adventure, Alexis.

I knew you were gone,

after what seemed
like a 15-hour float.

I'm sorry I bailed
on you, but I didn't

want to make you sadder.

This type of sadder.
(chuckles)

Thank you, Sam.

Well, while I was floating,

I realized
that I don't have SAD.

I am sad.

Nobody wants me here, and

nobody needs me.
And Cristal

has weaseled her way
into this family,

and now she's been crowned

as the new queen of the manor.

Meanwhile,
what am I doing?

I just feel...

directionless.

I get that.

While I was escaping,

I realized that
I've done things I regret.

Steven has done things I regret.

But it's not healthy
to dwell on them.

So I'm moving forward,

taking care of myself.

I'm sorry you're sad.

Don't worry.
I will be just fine.

I'm not sure I can say the same
for the weasel queen.

Where's Mom?

Mom didn't get on the plane.

No message.

No phone call.

I know you warned me,

but that's just brutal.

I don't know what to say.

You were right, Mon.

This family's been broken
for years,

and I thought
one dream

and one phone call
would bring us together.

It's not you.

It's her.

We need to just forget
about our mother.

All she does is
make us miserable.

Well...

thanks for not saying
"I told you so."

Wish Mom could see what a good
person you turned out to be.

(knocking)

¶ Worry, worry... ¶

What do you want, Kirby?

(sniffles)

I'm sorry for the way things
turned out with you and Liam.

Just don't.

Sorry.

Stop saying you're sorry.

Sorry.

I just wanted to say
that I'm here for you

if you need a friend.

Anything.

I'm here.

Just please
leave me alone, Kirby. Okay?

¶ But if I falter ¶

¶ Well, at least
it was my mistake ¶

You know, it was like
you see in the movies.

We just sat around
and gossiped over

cheese plates
and sauvignon blanc.

Frankly, I thought those girls
were gonna drive you crazy.

But while you were
gone, I realized

that I was the one
driving you crazy

with my overzealousness
about doctors.

So...

¶ Well, nothing
really changes at all ¶

(sighs)

¶ Am I jaded... ¶

Blake, I need
to tell you something.
I know.

Please, just let me say it...
No.

Wait.

(sighs)

I don't consider myself
a lucky man.

Everything I have
is because I worked hard for it.

And I think you know
that I would crush anyone

that got in my way.

But this--

this baby--

makes me feel
like a lucky man.

I'm so excited
to be the father of our child.

¶ Be this way, I'm a loser... ¶

No, mi amor.

I am the lucky one,

to be carrying your child.

¶ So when I falter ¶

¶ Well, at least
it was my mistake ¶

¶ Well, at least it was
my mistake. ¶

(sighs)