All language subtitles for Dynasty s03e12 s ntha.eng

Blake?

Mr. Dehner.

Is my husband still in there?

Yes, he is, Mrs. Carrington.

The two of you have been together
for hours again.

Now, when we were in California,
you told me that--

That my gift doesn't always work?

Why don't you say it, Mrs. Carrington?
I know what you're thinking.

Isn't it time that I give your husband
his bill and pack up and go?

Yes.

Krystle.

May I speak to you, please?

I need you
to understand this, please.

If you don't believe in the effort
that I'm making to try to find my son,

- that's your business.
- Blake, I'm--

But I do believe in it.

I intend to keep on doing it
despite your feelings

and everybody else's feelings
in this house,

the completely negative feelings.

We keep talking about believing.
That's not what's troubling me.

I know. I know. You're concerned
about me, what all this is doing to me.

Is that it? Am I right?

- Yes, damn it. Yes.
- Well, go on, say it.

Say what you've not been saying.
Go on.

At night you barely sleep more
than a few hours.

And during the day
you barely set foot outside the house.

What you're trying to say
is that all these days and nights

I've lost touch with reality.
That's what you mean, isn't it?

Well, you're wrong.
Because I do sleep.

I sleep enough to suit me.

So I can function all day.

- Well, you may call it functioning--
- Haven't I been running my business

from this house?

Hasn't Marcia been coming over
from the office twice a day,

bringing me reports to read,
papers to sign?

Haven't I been
in constant telephone contact with Bali,

to check on the search for my son?

- Yes, Blake, but--
- What more do you want me to do?

I'm not gonna do another thing,
you understand, until I find my son.

Fallon.

I've just come
from St. Margaret's Church.

I cannot and I will not wait any longer
for a memorial service

to be held for Steven.

The reverend, Mr. Carlton, has agreed
to conduct it this afternoon at 4.

Privately, just for the family.

And you want me to pass
on the word?

- Yes.
- To Daddy.

He's part of the family, isn't he?

Its all-American czar.

What's the matter?

You promised me you wouldn't go
ahead with this until he decided to go.

You know he won't come.

All I know is that Blake or no Blake,
I am going to go through with it.

I am tired, Fallon.

I'm tired of his unwillingness
to face the fact

that until Steven's spirit is laid to rest
none of us can go on.

Well, he could be right.

He is not right.

Well, he still has people searching
all those islands.

He's trying everything.

Everything but facing reality.

And you and I both know
what that means.

Look what he's doing to us.

Look what he's doing to himself.

Well, he's not doing it on purpose.

In Bali they gave me a jacket

that they'd found floating
in the ocean after the accident.

It had Steven's name on it.

It had been ripped
from his body by the explosion.

The moment that I saw that jacket,

my heart cried out,
"My son is gone. He's dead."'

At the same moment,
I looked into your father's eyes

and I saw there that obsession
that Steven was still alive. And why?

Because he is a guilty man
who is responsible for that death

and that's why he cannot accept it.

Responsible?

He's not the only one
who drove Steven away.

Well,

I'm not talking about blame now.

That's all academic.

You just want me to get him to go
to the service.

Yes.

Darling,

you are the only one
who can persuade him.

But whether Blake is there or not,

that service is going to be held
for Steven.

Oh, my God.

For my son

and for your brother.

Daddy?

Hello, darling.

I... I just--

It breaks my heart to see you
like this, Daddy.

You know,
ever since I can remember,

if there was something wrong
with our lives, mine or Steven's,

you could somehow make it right.

My father could lick the world
if he had to.

But...

But you feel differently now.

I feel somehow now that,

well, you're just not fighting
the real world.

You're trying to wrestle with--

With what?

Ghosts.

You can't understand me now,
can you?

I want to, but--

No.

None of you can understand me.

That's because none of you were
responsible for driving Steven away.

I'm responsible.

And I know what I'm doing.

There's a service today.

A memorial service for Steven
this afternoon.

Yes, it's well-intentioned.

But it's wrong.

Then you won't come?

Don't you see?

It's wrong.

It's wrong.

It's just wrong.

Yes, I know it's after midnight in Bali.

But I haven't heard a report
from you people in 24 hours now.

Yes.

Well, did you hire
those fishing trawlers that I ordered?

Nothing?

No sign of life at all?

Well, have they checked
all the uninhabited islands?

What?

No, no, no. I'm not giving up.
I'm his father.

I know that.

Did Nelson Rockefeller give up
when his son was lost in New Guinea?

Yes. Yes, I know.

Well, this search
could take years too,

but it's going to have
a happier ending.

Now you--

You keep on it, do you hear?

Or I'll get somebody else.

I see, you're going to that service.

Yes.

And you're not.

No, no, I thought I made that clear
to everybody concerned.

- You may regret it.
- I am not going.

Just a moment, please.

Would you mind telling me
what this is?

Just what it is.
A cheque for a thousand dollars.

It's made out to Mark Jennings.
May I ask why?

Mark paid Frank Dean off.

Frank Dean? Frank--?

My ex-brother-in-law,

Sammy Jo's father.

Mark paid him to leave me alone.
And I paid Mark back.

Without telling me?

Blake, I couldn't.

It all happened
while you were in Bali.

And you've had more than enough
on your mind since.

- Is that all?
- Yes.

- I mean, is that all of it?
- Yes.

Apparently, lots of things
happened here while I was in Bali.

Lots of things.

Including the return
of your grandmother's locket,

which you're wearing
often these days.

Tell me, Krystle.

Is that a sentiment for an old woman
who took care of you,

or for an ex-husband
who allegedly didn't?

The sentiment is
for a wonderful woman.

And as for my ex-husband,
he's exactly that.

And that's the way it is, Blake.

If you don't believe me, look at this.

And so Steven Carrington
has left us.

"A young man
who was too young to die,"

we are all thinking right now.

But a higher power than any of us,

the Lord Jesus Christ, who loved
Steven as much as we all did,

has seen fit to welcome him
to a higher kingdom.

So let us try to find solace

in the knowledge that Steven,

whose short life
was not a very happy one,

has now finally found
eternal rest with his saviour.

We pray for the sweet soul
of Steven Carrington.

Jeff, what's wrong?

Nothing.

I mean, it just got to me in there,
that's all.

It got to all of us.

Look, Fallon, I'm gonna be all right.

You haven't been all right
for weeks now.

You've been putting in
too much time working at the office.

Away from you.

That's the way you want it, isn't it?

Please, Jeff, don't start.

We've lost Steven.

I can't deal with more
than that right now.

I just can't.

That's typical of you, isn't it?

What do you care
what anyone else is feeling?

You just can't let up, can you?

No matter what's happened.

I have been concerned
about you. Genuinely.

I'm not gonna let you drive me into
thinking I'm to blame for your misery.

This time, it's not gonna bring us
back together again.

I mean, it's been settled
once and for all.

- Fallon.
- Please, Jeff, I wanna go.

Fallon, please.

Fallon.

Jeff, whatever you and Fallon
are upset about,

it's been a terrible day for all of us.

I know that, Kirby.

I see.

Kirby has a thing for Jeff,

and so Adam has to come
in second.

Wrong on both counts.

Oh, come on, Kirby, admit it.

To yourself and then to me.

But you're putting
your hard-earned nanny's salary

on the wrong horse.

You see, very simply,
Jeff Colby's a loser and I'm not.

Now, you'll realise that one day.

And when you do,
knock on my door.

Anytime.

I'll be waiting.

- Kirby, what was that all about?
- Nothing.

Now I've warned you not to get
involved with the Carrington family.

And I meant all of them.
You could be hurt.

Krystle?

Mark.

What are you doing here?

Well, you've become a stranger.

I finally called the house
to see how you were.

They told me
you'd come out here alone.

And I wanted to find out
why we hadn't seen one another.

Krystle, you haven't forgotten

what you said about us
being friends. Are we?

You came here to tell me that?

I'd fly to Pittsburgh to tell you that

if they said you'd gone to Pittsburgh.

Look, I know it's a rough day for you,
but I had to see you, okay?

Mark,

we are friends.

And I appreciate your cooperation with
the divorce and your help with Frank,

but I have another life now.
My husband--

He's not your husband.

We're not divorced yet.

He is my husband.

And he's going through
a private hell right now.

And I don't think he exactly
approves or understands

my spending time with you.

You're still my wife.

You're still Krystle Jennings.

And that doesn't give
Blake Carrington a right,

any right, to tell you what
or what not to do.

He has the most important right.

I love him.

You weren't invited to this service.

I know. But I'm here, lady.

I'm here to thank you.

- For what?
- You don't know?

No. No, I don't.

Well, let me tell you.
You really did it, lady.

You brought me here
for all the wrong reasons.

It may have looked to you like I didn't
have much going for me in New York.

But I was getting by just fine.
I was happy.

I wanna thank you, Mrs. Colby,
for screwing up my life.

- Hello, Adam.
- Evening, Father.

Do you mind
if I pour myself a drink?

No, no, not at all. Go right ahead.

- Would you like one?
- No. No, thank you.

Father, I came here tonight

because I want you to know
that I believe in what you're doing.

You mean, my bringing a psychic
into the house?

Yes. I know they can work,
well, wonders in certain cases.

I saw it happen once in Montana.

And I know how you feel
about Steven.

Just as I do.

Well,

you seem to have changed
your opinion about your brother.

I remember

you said some very rough things
about him one night here at dinner.

Well, that was before
I knew a lot about him.

And I was busy dealing
with my own thing at the time.

I just want you to know this:

I admire your strength.

It takes a lot of courage to do
what you're doing.

Mother doesn't believe in you.

I do.

I'm happy for your visit.

And appreciate it, I really do.

Please, phone anytime.

Even if you just want to talk.

All right?

Thank you.

Eavesdropping, Kirby?

I thought only servants played
that little sport in a house like this.

But then again, I guess
that's what you really are, aren't you?

The major-domo's daughter

and just one of the servants here.

You're so tight,
your muscles are nearly in spasm.

Have you nearly finished, Lorraine?

Relax, Mrs. Colby.

Let me try and loosen you up.

I've only been working on you
for ten or 1 5 minutes.

That's enough.

I have a very important phone call
to make, Lorraine.

I'll see you next Wednesday, okay?

- Bye, Lorraine.
- Goodbye, Mrs. Colby.

Who is it?

It's Alexis,

Alexis Colby.

What do you want, Mrs. Colby?

I don't honestly know what I want
or why I'm here.

I just know
that I had to speak to you, Mark.

Well, as far as I'm concerned, lady,
we're all talked out.

Couldn't I just come in?
Just for a minute?

Sure, why not?

Have a seat.

Can I fix you a drink?
Sorry, but I'm all out of champagne.

No, nothing.

You don't mind if I have one?

Where are you going?

Wherever the four winds take me.

I'm very well-known for my originality
in turning a phrase.

Well, if you're going away,
then I'm really glad I came.

I debated it.

Now let's find out why you're here.

Why, Mrs. Colby?

Yesterday, at the church,
you made an accusation.

Accusation?

I thought I thanked you.

- For screwing up your life, you said.
- Yes, that's right.

That's what I said.
Am I supposed to take it back?

Oh, no. No.

No, you meant it.
But it's been haunting me ever since.

Oh, I'm sure you've heard worse,
a lot worse from other men.

Yes, that's true, I have.

But it's been haunting me
because ever since my son died,

I've been taking
so many terrible blows.

That just seemed to be
the last one that I could endure.

I never meant to hurt you, Mark.

If I've wrecked your life,
or a part of it, in any way,

I am truly, truly sorry.

I want you to believe it.

I believed you in New York
when you told me Krystle needed me.

I don't believe you now.

Look, Mrs. Colby, I'm busy.

Look, I did intend to hurt Blake.
I wanted to get back at him

for some of the unforgivable pain
that he'd caused me.

Exiling me from my son
when he was just a little boy

and driving Steven away

so that I never had a chance to
make up for all the years that I'd lost.

But I never intended to hurt you.
I swear it.

I'm not an evil person,
in spite of what you think

or what other people strive to think.

If I were,
I wouldn't be in so much pain.

What's the point of this?

You didn't just come here
to give me the sad history of your life.

There is a point.

I want to repay you.

- For what?
- For hurting you.

And if there's any way that I can,
please tell me how.

Thank you.

When a woman cries
and begins to tremble,

that's what a man does.

Especially when he realises
that the woman's in trouble.

And you are. I can see that now.

You're the one that's hurting,
really hurting.

Oh, I am.

So much.

Well, you're alone.

Your son's dead.

He had a brother
who never knew him.

And he can't comfort you now.

So in a way, I guess that's why
you're here with me now, isn't it?

I mean,

we're both of us strangers
in this strange land.

Look, I understand.

People, in moments of grief,
we need to be held,

held close

and comforted.

That old horse must be almost
as weary as I am.

I spent more than a few hours
with it, touching it.

I felt nothing.

There are other things of Steven's
that I can bring you.

No, Mr. Carrington.

I'm giving up on this.

The whole thing's been a failure.

Even the feeling I got
from that fender yesterday

didn't prove anything tangible, did it?

I want you to know that I'll be going
home, first thing tomorrow.

Now, please.

If it's more money
that you want, please, I'll--

- You'll pay me.
- Yes.

I didn't come here for money.
You know that.

You've already been
more than generous.

- But--
- I'd like to finish what I was saying.

It's just that I've--

I've run out of hope

that this house,

these surroundings

instead of bringing me
closer to your son,

seem to have isolated me.

You see, I knew that Steven
was unhappy here.

What I think I know now
is that he has no desire to return.

No. I won't believe that.

I'm sorry, Mr. Carrington.

But maybe there's some place

around here
where he stayed or worked

with people whom he loved,
where he was happy once.

Blake, where are you going?

I'll be back soon.

Steven.

Steven, I know

that you were never happy
working for me.

And I know

that you were working in this field
with Matthew Blaisdel.

And that's--

That's why I'm here.

Because I couldn't reach you any
other way. I tried, but I couldn't.

And I was hoping
that you would hear me

and that you would try
to understand.

Steven, I'm sorry
about what happened with us.

I want you to know that.

And that I want you
to come back with us.

Can you hear me, Steven?

I want you to come back with us.

I know that--

That you're alive somewhere.

I know maybe you're hurt,
maybe you're lost.

But I'm going to find you.

I'll never stop searching
for the rest of my life until I find you.

I want you to come back with us.

Back where you belong.

Steven, do you hear me?

Let me know if you hear me, please.

Please.

Krystle, what are you doing here?

Oh, Blake,

do you know what you're doing here?
Do you know?

Yes, I know.

This is where Steven was happiest,
where he was working.

Right here.

And I came here to try to reach him,

to make some kind of a contact
with him.

He must be somewhere.
He must be.

She took it.

She took it with her.

Who?

Alexis.

She took it with her.

Why all the urgency today, Blake,
instead of yesterday

when a memorial service
was held for your son

- without his father being there?
- Alexis, I want Steven's jacket.

You want what?

The jacket that Cassidy gave us
in Bali.

The one they found in the water.
Now, you took it and I want it. I need it.

- Why?
- I need it.

No, you don't, Blake.

I'm the one who wants it
and needs it.

That jacket is the last
of Steven's belongings, and I am not--

Look, I'm going to ransack this
apartment if I have to, to find it, now--

- Blake.
- I want the jacket.

All right. I'll get it.

God, you look terrible.

Don't bother with the windows.

- They could use a little washing.
- I said don't bother.

Now, how much do I owe you?

For you? That's $1 4.85.

That's out of 20.

- Shipwreck.
- That your name?

No, no.

You. I saw you
in a magazine last week.

One of those girlie-girlie jobs.

You were laying on the beach
after being shipwrecked.

All your clothes lost at sea.

How about that?

- That was you, huh?
- Maybe.

Look, my change, please.

Fast. I wanna get to Denver.

Boy, you're in a big hurry.

What's waiting for you there
that you can't get here?

Maybe even better?

Would you be surprised
if I said a million dollars?

Krystle, what happened?

I'd like to be alone, Fallon.

Something happened to Daddy.
What is it?

He's so confused.

I've lost him.

What do you mean, "lost him"?

I went to him.

Where?

The oil rig.

Matthew's old oil rig.

He was there.

Calling Steven,
begging him to come back.

It's as if...

...he's convinced he's still alive.

He won't allow him to die.

I don't know what to do.

I just don't know
what to do anymore.

I love him so much.

I know.

I love him too, Krystle.

And I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry because I tried
to invade your love for him.

To keep him for myself and not wanna
share him with anybody.

I've been fighting you all the way,
all this time,

for his love.

I'm so sorry.

Don't be nice to me, Fallon.

You'll just turn on me again.

No, I won't. I promise.

Just leave me alone, all right?

It's not all right.

You shouldn't be alone right now.
I'd like to be here with you.

Well, I don't wanna be with you.

Krystle.

It's gonna be all right.

It's gonna be all right. I promise.

For all of us.

Anything?

Anything at all?

For the first time,

I have a sense of your son.

A sense of the present.

Nothing from the past.

Sense of the present? What is that?

Life.

Breathing.

Steven? Breathing? Where?

It isn't clear. I don't see a place
or surroundings. Only--

Only what?

Coverings?

Cloth.

Bandages, maybe.

Bandages?

An injury?
Someone who's been hurt?

I don't know.

I feel someone who can't speak.

Someone who can't speak.

God.

My God, what does that mean?

Your aunt told us that you had phoned
earlier from somewhere on the road.

- She's up in her room.
- I don't wanna see my aunt.

I wanna see Mr. Carrington,
and nobody else.

Where is he, Joseph?

He's in the library.

Sammy Jo.

Hello, Mr. Carrington.

I heard about Steven
and the terrible accident.

I couldn't come right away,
but as soon as I could,

I drove all the way
over the mountains.

Because I wanted to be with you,
even for just a little while.

- You don't mind, do you?
- No. No, of course not.

I appreciate it. I really do.

Sit down, won't you?

He was your son and my husband.

I'm sorry now,
about so many things.

I guess you know that Steven
came to me in Hollywood once

and that he wanted me
to come back with him.

Yes, I heard about that.

He begged me. He really begged me.

But I couldn't see my way clear.

I couldn't see much of anything
at the time.

If I'd known then...

I'm sorry, Mr. Carrington.

I mean, I guess I was a terrible
disappointment to you in my way,

just the way Steven was in his.

No, no, you were both very young
and things happen in life.

And you were never
a disappointment to me.

As a matter of fact, I couldn't see
things very clearly at the time either.

Mr. Carrington, like I said,
I travelled all this way to be with you.

And to let you know that--

Let me know what?

Just a minute.

Thank you, Joseph.

This is why I couldn't come earlier.

I don't understand.

This is Steven Daniel Carrington Jr.

"Someone who can't speak."'

Would any of you care
to explain to me

what this command performance
is all about?

I thought I'd been banished
from this house.

Would someone please answer me?

Sammy Jo,
what are you doing here?

It's Samantha.
And I'm doing very well, thank you.

So is my son.

Your son?

This beautiful child is Steven's son.

As we all know his mother
left this house in great anger.

But she's returned
in great compassion.

When she learned
about Steven's death,

which I now accept,

she couldn't find it in her heart
to deny me my grandson.

So I've asked you all here
to witness this child, this miracle.

Because in a way, in a very real way,
my conviction that Steven is still alive

has been proven to be true.

Because he lives on
in this beautiful child,

his beautiful son.

Oh, hush. Hush, you're home.

Yeah.

In your daddy's room.

In your daddy's crib.

The one he used to sleep in
when he was a baby.

Come on.

You are a beautiful baby.

Just as your grandfather
said you were.

And you're a miracle.

Because you're going to help
make this house a happy house again.

Aunt Krystle.

Sammy Jo.

Can't anybody say my name?

Samantha.

That's better.

Strange, isn't it?

I mean, I came here to live
and I got kicked out.

And now I bring my baby

and really set this house on its ear.

Aunt Krystle?

For one thing, I call him Danny,
not little Steven.

And for another, what makes you think
Danny and I are gonna stay?

What?

You heard me.

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