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I've already told that
to the new nursemaid. She knows.

Steven. Very nice to see you again.

- Nice to see you, Dad.
- Excuse me.

I've come to take little Danny
for his morning outing. Is that all right?

Well, it's a bit chilly for him out,
isn't it?

Maybe in a little while, Elizabeth.

I understand that you've been coming
around quite a bit these past weeks

to visit with your son.

At carefully chosen times
when I'm not here.

I've come around when it's convenient
for me to leave my office.

Oh, yes, yes, Colbyco.

How's it going being an executive
with your mother?

Fine. Fine.

That's fascinating.

I mean--

The way apparently you've changed
your view about the oil business

from the days when you refused
to be an executive with me.

Blake, I don't think this is the time--

It's all right, Krystle.
Now is as good a time as any.

Views change, Dad,
so let's just say that--

Yours have changed.

- You've got it. End of discussion.
- No. No, not quite.

Now, I was wondering
whether this wasn't a hopeful sign.

A sign that perhaps
you've changed your view

about uprooting your son
from this house.

No, I haven't.

Blake, Steven came by

to tell us that he's moving out
of La Mirage in a couple of days

and into his own apartment.

And that he's hired a nursemaid
to take care of Danny.

Take care of Danny
better than we can here?

I've gotta go. We'll be in touch.

Go on, go on, say it.

"You were too hard on him, Blake."'

You've said it before.
I know that you're thinking it right now.

Look. Just let me take care of this.

Don't get caught
in the middle, please.

Blake, I'm not worried about me.

I love you both and the situation
between the two of you is impossible.

Now, can't something be done
about it?

The only thing to do
is to leave it alone. Okay?

Bye.

No, it's not okay. It's not.

- Mr. Carrington?
- Yes, Joseph?

Congressman McVane showed up
a few minutes ago,

insists on seeing you.

- Where is he?
- I've shown him into the library.

Thank you.

Morning, Neal.
I thought you were still in Washington.

- I just flew in.
- Is there something wrong?

Nothing has kyboshed that agreement
you made with your friends back there.

Something went wrong, all right.
But not on my end. On yours.

What the devil
are you talking about?

Blake, I kept my word to you.

For weeks now, weeks,

I've had them hold off
any consideration

of the proposed Colbyco,
Denver-Carrington merger.

So that you would have time
to build up your defence.

And what did I get in return?
A knife in my back.

- Neal--
- No, no.

I have heard the rumours.

There is someone going
around Washington

who is trying to dig up things
on me.

About my personal life, after hours.

Are you planning
to double-cross me, Blake?

Would you mind telling me
what you're talking about?

That night at La Mirage,
at your daughter's party.

It was you who said you would
blackmail me with rumours and gossip.

About your dealings in Congress,
not bedrooms.

That's because you were trying to go
back on your word to me, remember?

Yes, but the threat was supposed
to be forgotten

- when I agreed to help you.
- It was forgotten.

Now, you listen to me, Neal.

Instead of running around making
wild accusations against your friends,

you'd better go out there
and find out who your enemies are.

And you're my friend.

At this point in our lives
and in this situation,

you'd better believe it.

Mother, I came by
to bring these reports.

Hello.

- I'm Claire Maynard
- Hi.

from The Chronicle.

Your mother's upstairs, she'll be down
in a few minutes, Steven.

Yes, I recognise you.

Our City Room was flooded
with photographs of Steven Carrington

the night you got back
with your father.

At which time, two of our copy girls
went absolutely crazy.

I've read a lot of your columns.

About the copy girls, did I tell you
about them when I phoned you?

No, you just said you wanted a story
from me about my experiences

and I said I'd rather not.

That was then.
You must have been pretty upset.

But how about now?

Miss Maynard, I'd still rather not.

I had an accident. I've recovered.

There is no story.
Just another guy coming home.

A Carrington is not just another guy.

Besides, I think that there's
an interesting human angle

to what you've come home to.

Meaning?

Meaning Claudia Blaisdel,
Mr. Carrington.

What about your relationship
with that poor, troubled woman?

Does she blame you
for what's happened to her life?

Is she recovering in that sanitarium?

From what I've been told,
yes, she is recovering.

Oh, told?
You haven't been to see her?

Not yet. I've been too involved
putting my own life back in order.

Well, considering your history
with the lady--

I mean, what she was forced to reveal
on the witness stand

about her affair with you

while she was still married
to your old friend

or at least, so they say.

And the man
that you worked for, correct?

Yes, correct.

And I want you to turn that recorder off
immediately, understand?

Yes, of course.

But I would think that a visit to her

would be part
of putting your life back in order.

With you present, Miss Maynard?
To make public record of the visit?

Maybe win another award?

But this time, for a supermarket rag.
Well, forget it.

And if this was an interview,
it's over.

Drat.

Good morning, Mrs. Colby.
How lovely you look.

Let's skip the amenities,
Miss Maynard,

and get down
to some answers from you.

First of all, why are you here?

And why hasn't that story
that I gave you three weeks ago

about Congressman McVane
appeared in your precious column?

Don't you think that your readers
would be interested in reading

about our good congressman's
tawdry affair with a teenage girl?

A governor's nymphet daughter?

A reconciliation dinner with Steven?
Is that what you're trying to say?

Blake, all I'm saying
is to invite him back to the house

and sit at the same table with him.

- And talk.
- Yes, and talk.

Well, my God, Krystle.

Do you remember that famous dinner
we had with Adam?

When that son just got up
and walked out of the house?

Yes, but he did come around.

And the two of you
are getting along better.

Yes, and you were
at the house this morning.

You heard what Steven handed me.

Yes, and I heard you hand him back
the same kind of hostility.

So, about dinner.

- Blake.
- I don't know. I really don't know.

I've got so many urgent things
on my mind at the moment.

I've got Ross Kennison coming in here
in half an hour.

Ross Kennison is more urgent,
more important than your son?

I thought I'd never see this, Blake.
After what you said.

After what I said?

Do you remember the day
that we talked together?

When we thought
that Steven was dead?

And you said to me
that you'd never given him

your total love and understanding.

But that you'd try to make it up to him
with Danny.

Well, you also said that if you had
another chance to try with Steven,

that you'd act differently.

Well, you've got your second chance,
Blake.

Are you gonna take it?

Or are you just going to
throw it away?

Mother, I know you wanna take a look
at these reports.

Oh, wonderful.

And so are you, my darling.

You know, you're doing
an absolutely dazzling job

on analysing the potential
of those Far Eastern leases

that we're bidding for.

Well, I did spend a lot of time
in the Far East

after I walked out of the house
that night.

Correction, Steven.

You mean, after your loving father
drove you out.

How about a cup of coffee?

Oh, no, thanks.

Steven?

Are you happy here at Colbyco,
working with me?

Yes, I am.

Good.

You know, I'm not exactly smothered
by honesty in this empire of mine.

I'm happy, Mother, because
you've given me important things to do.

You've shown a respect
for my intelligence.

A respect my father never did.

Well, your happiness
makes me very happy, Steven.

Finally, we're together,
my very special son.

In spite of the fact that your father
tried to exile us from each other.

First, he drove me away from you
and then he drove you away from me.

But it was a bond, Steven,
that was meant to be.

And not even your father's cruelty
could break it.

Jeff?

I must thank you very much

for keeping me so closely posted
on Alexis' manoeuvres.

Well, even though Colbyco
is half mine,

I think you know
where my loyalties lie.

Let's hope what happened here
will do it for both of us.

It will, just as soon as I get
the wheels rolling on this,

which is right now.

- Marcia.
- Yes, Mr. Carrington?

Will you get Alexis Colby
on the phone for me, please?

Yes, sir.

Blake Carrington phoning you,
Mrs. Colby.

Good morning, Blake.

And forewarn me.
What is your mood of the moment?

Determined, Alexis.

You see,
I've found a few new discrepancies

in the recent merger figures
your people prepared.

So I'll expect you here
at 4::00 this afternoon.

Blake, we can talk
about your alleged discrepancies

but we'll talk about them here
at my office.

In case you've forgotten,
I'm the one who's in charge now.

No sale, Alexis.

I've got the books, I've got the ledgers
and I've got the clout.

All in my office.

Clout? What clout?

Well, you be here, 4::00.
You'll find out.

How did she take it?

Like a cup of hemlock.

Hello, Mrs. Colby.

Hello, Abby.
Is my husband in his office?

Well, I was out of the office

but I think I heard he was in
with Mr. Carrington.

I see.

Come in.

- Kirby, what a nice surprise.
- Oh, I thought Jeff was in here.

No, he isn't. That's a very pretty dress.
Picking up your groom for lunch?

And how is the blooming,
if not exactly blushing, bride?

Jeff must be in his office,
that's where I'm going.

Jeff.

You know something, Kirby?

Just invoking that name
does not push me out of your life.

I'm Adam.

The same Adam
you had dinner with one night.

Danced with that night
and then made love with.

Jeff, I was just on my way
to your office.

What are you doing here?

I thought you were in here.
You weren't.

- I looked these over, they seem fine.
- Good.

Well, it's time for lunch.
I hope you two enjoy yours.

Kirby?

Well, how about it? You ready?

You think I was being sweet
to Adam?

You've got to realise,
you can't as much as say hello to him

without his taking advantage of it.

Well, if I can't say hello to him,
you should try the same with her.

Who?

Who? Try Fallon.

You should try the same with her
and not drag me to her hotel for lunch.

I don't like going to those crowded
downtown places every day.

La Mirage is convenient?

Not exactly.
It's a 20-minute drive but--

But I thought it might be convenient
to a house that we could look at today

and maybe buy
so that we could be alone, finally.

You know, you told me weeks ago
that there was a business crisis

and we had to put
looking for a house on hold.

But what happened?

When are you gonna tell me
the business crisis is over

so we can finally get out
from under the Carrington roof?

The crisis isn't over.

- When will it be?
- I don't know.

Well, give me a ballpark figure.

I deserve that at least, don't l?

Well, as soon as I know, I'll tell you.

God, we're having our first fight.

And married a month.

Other couples have done worse,
Kirby.

Excuse me, I better go fix my face.

What's the matter?

- I feel faint.
- Are you all right?

Yeah, I think so.

Well, thinking so isn't good enough.
You look a little pale.

It was the argument. I'm all right.

Why don't you tell that
to Dr. Winfield?

I want him to give you a checkup.
I'll set the appointment, okay?

- Steven?
- Hi, Krystle.

I understand your mother's at lunch.
You have a minute to talk?

No.

Except that I always have time
to talk to you

and more than a minute.

What makes you so nice?

I take lessons.
Correspondence courses.

Actually,

I wasn't very nice this morning

to you.

I mean, getting you caught dead centre
while I had it out with my father.

Well, that's what I'm here
to talk about.

I want you to come to the house
tomorrow night for dinner.

Krystle,
I know what you're trying to do.

Get me to say yes

and then go tackle my father
on the basis that I agreed.

Well, I'm sorry
but I can't go along with it.

You're wrong.

Because I've already tackled Blake
and convinced him.

And I don't intend
to lose out with you.

Steven,

I love your father, you know that.

But he's got a blind spot
where you're concerned.

He doesn't see you
as clearly as I do.

And what is it you see?

I see a boy who left Denver
and was gone a long time.

But who came back a man.

A man who's willing to take on
the full responsibilities of his life,

including the responsibility
of being a single parent.

And you want Blake to see
what you see?

Do you really believe in miracles?

Your being alive is a miracle.

Now all I'm asking
is for you to give it a chance.

I want you to be friends
with your father.

And I'm not gonna stop fighting
until it happens.

Okay.

Dinner tomorrow night. What time?

Seven o'clock.

- Seven o'clock tomorrow night.
- Yup.

Oh, don't go, Krystle.
I'd like you to stay.

I want to talk to you for a moment.
Alone.

If you'll excuse us, Steven.

Sure.

How dare you
come into my office uninvited?

And how dare you interfere
in my son's life?

You'd love it, wouldn't you, Alexis,

if you could get revenge on Blake
by keeping him and his son apart?

Oh, no. Oh, no, Krystle.
Because just the opposite is true.

Blake has taken every chance,

every possible chance
to poison Steven's mind against me.

And what's so funny?

I can't believe how little you know
the man you were once married to.

Because Blake wouldn't do that.
It's beneath his dignity, for one thing.

- And he doesn't lie.
- Oh, that's right, of course.

His sainted mother taught him
the sin of that, didn't she?

Along with the president
of the United States.

- I'm not finished.
- Let me remind you, this is my office.

You can have it when I finish.

Blake doesn't lie

unlike you

who could hardly wait
until Steven got back

to tell him that Blake tried
to buy his own son from Sammy Jo.

How dare I interfere?

Well, I'll tell you how I dare.

I'm going to keep on interfering,
Alexis,

until Blake and his son are
what they should be to one another.

A father who loves
and respects his son.

And a son who loves
and respects his father.

Despite you.

Get out of my office
before I have you thrown out.

I love your desk.

The tusks, they're so you.

Get out!

All right, Blake.

The mountain
has come to Mohammed.

So where is your so-called clout
and what's your problem?

Let's reverse those.
First the problem.

I've been after you for weeks

because you've been consistently
under evaluating

the assets of Denver-Carrington.

Which makes my company's stock
worth millions of dollars less,

if I let you get away with it.

Well that's nonsense, Blake.
You're implying that--

I'm implying nothing.

I'm stating that one of my company's
most valuable assets

is its shale-oil extraction process,

a process which could revolutionise
the oil industry.

Well, you won't get any argument
from me there, Blake.

And if you bothered
to look through the documents,

you'll see that Colbyco
has evaluated its worth and fairly.

Yeah. It happens to be the only item
that you have evaluated fairly.

And that is only because of
its tremendous importance to Colbyco.

What, with all of your shale properties
showing no profit at the moment,

if ever.

Now, about my clout in all of this.

Up to now,
that shale-oil extraction process

has been leased
by an inventor to Denver-Carrington.

A university professor named Ross--

Kennison.
Yes, I know all of this, Blake.

What you don't know is that
this morning,

Mr. Kennison sold all the rights
in his process to me, personally.

So I seriously doubt
if I want to continue to lease

to our merged companies unless--

Unless what?

Unless the evaluation
of all Denver-Carrington's assets

meets with my approval.

You know I like a fight
as much as you do, Blake.

But this time, you are really
playing dirty. Below the belt.

Not dirty, Alexis, just tough.

Now, you may think
you can cut a big figure in this industry

but the oil industry is my turf.

And I warned you,
this is a high-stakes game, very high.

So,

I will send over those documents
to you tomorrow

with the correct evaluation figures
inserted.

And for the moment,
our meeting is adjourned.

I'm sure you can find
your own way out.

Hello, Steven.

Claudia.

They gave me your message
that you were driving up here today.

It's beautiful, isn't it?

You look beautiful, Claudia.
Happy and healthy.

It's the jogging. I really enjoy it.

And the people here
are very good to me.

- They're very good for me.
- I'm glad.

Your eyes.

They're still the same.

- Is that good?
- Yup.

- I heard your leg was hurt.
- Oh, not too bad.

I was using a cane for a while
but it's healing.

It's like me. I'm healing too.

Oh, I'd like to give you
a welcome-back-to-life hug

but I'm all sweaty.

I don't mind.
I'm used to a little honest sweat.

I meant to come sooner.

- Did you?
- Yes.

Well, I've had company.
Krystle, especially.

She's been up quite a few times.
She's talked to me about you.

Must be difficult for you.

Trying to put your life--
Your new life back together again.

Well, it must not be very easy
for you either.

Everything you've been through.

The hell and the torment.

Yes.

God, I wish I'd been with you
that day.

What day?

On the roof, with the doll.

The doll.

I thought it was Lindsay.

They told you about it?

That's why you're here.

Well, yes, that's part of it but--

To pity me.
It's why you're here, isn't it?

No, Claudia. No.

The person that you should pity
is Fallon for what I put her through.

You didn't tell me about your son.

I was going to.

I don't think so.

You know what I think?

I don't think that you wanted
to mention him.

Because you were afraid
that I might shatter.

Because you were afraid that
I might fall to pieces in front of you,

Iike I used to over Lindsay.

You still pity me over that,
don't you?

Krystle told me about your son
because she doesn't pity me.

She understands
how hard I'm working

to put the pieces of my life
back together.

And I'm getting there.

I'm getting there
because I wanna get well.

Claudia, believe this.

I came here today because
of what we meant to each other once.

And because of what I cost you.

No one cost me.

No one cost me anything.

I'm not looking for crutches
because I'm not an emotional cripple.

The doctors here say
that I'm gonna be leaving soon.

On my own.

And I want you and I want
the rest of the world to know

that I have glued myself
back in one piece.

And a large part
of what I've glued back is my pride.

Goodbye, Steven.

I really am sweaty
and suddenly, I'm feeling a bit grimy.

I'm gonna take a shower.

- Claudia, look--
- Steven.

Thank you for coming.
Visitors are always welcome here.

It says it in the brochure they hand you
when you walk in.

Except some of the patients here
aren't as lucky as l.

Claudia. Claudia!

Sit down, Mark.

I'd rather stand. And I want you
to know the only reason I'm here

is because I didn't want you coming
to La Mirage and creating a problem.

That's no part of why I sent for you.

Come on, Alexis,
we've both been involved in situations

Iike this one before.

We had a thing. It was pleasant.
Now it's over.

And if you dragged me here
to find out why--

You're not going to tell me.

Well, you don't have to
because I already know.

It's Fallon, isn't it?

A rather intimate little kiss
in the pro shop, of all places,

confirmed what I know.

You followed her to Haiti when she
was getting her divorce, didn't you?

Well,

because of that divorce
and because of Jeff's remarriage,

my daughter is very vulnerable
right now.

And I want you to stay out
of her life.

- Just like that.
- Oh, no.

Because of who you are
and what you are,

just like this.

I'll pay you anything that you want,
within reason.

And then I want you to leave.

Put that away.
I don't want your money, Alexis.

How many Alexises have heard
that before?

I don't want it and that's that.

What you want is Fallon.
Because you love Fallon.

That's right, lady.

Love. Come off it.

You're nothing but a second-rate
fortune hunter in tennis shoes.

"Mark."'

Alexis.

- What do you want?
- I want to come in, Mark.

Look, I'm sorry
about what happened before.

Must I eat crow in the corridor?

I apologise, Mark.

You see, a woman like me

doesn't enjoy losing out
to another woman.

Especially not her own daughter.

It was beneath my dignity
to insult you the way that I did.

So will you please accept
my apology?

All right. Okay, I do.

Now I wanna thank you for coming
all this way to deliver it personally.

But I'm tired
and I wanna finish showering.

So do you mind going?

What if I said I did?

I'd say it again. I'm tired.

- And, Alexis, I want you--
- Do you really?

I want you to get out of here.

All right.

Mark?

What the hell are you doing?

Oh, I'm having a glass of champagne.
Would you care to join me?

Mark, I got your note--

Oh, my God.

Fallon. Fallon!

What do they call a woman
like you?

Smart and intelligent.

A woman who always knows
exactly what she wants

and how to go about getting it.

You get your clothes on,
get out of here

and tell her how this happened.

I've got my clothes on, Mark.

And nothing happened.

And even if it had,
I'm afraid it would have been as boring

as those few other truly, truly
boring afternoons I wasted with you.

Fallon. Pease let me explain. Fallon.

Look, she set this up. Fallon.

So it's absolutely clear then.

I don't want you back in town
until after 9::00 tonight, all right?

Mother?

Can't you find someone else
to pull this off?

Steven and l
are not exactly friendly types

to go off into the field
on a mission together.

Adam, I instructed you weeks ago

that I wanted you to become friends
with your brother.

Now, you haven't exactly extended
yourself in that direction.

I've tried.

Well, not hard enough, obviously.

Now, I'm giving you a chance
to try again,

to be alone with Steven,

and then to see and appreciate
his fine qualities.

Although he may be younger
than you, darling,

I think there are a lot of things
that you can learn from him.

- Now, I have to go and get dressed.
- I want you to listen to me first.

On one hand, you want me
to be friends with my brother.

And on the other,

you make that impossible
by involving me in your schemes.

Now, when do I get a break?

My poor little innocent Adam.

The innocently melting heart.

What other wonders
are in store for us?

- Damn it, Mother, I'm serious!
- And you're out of control.

Now I've seen
your father's rotten temper in you but--

Is there something else?

Of course not.

It's just that growing up alone,

I had to do my own share
of struggling and scheming.

And there were times when I got sick
of it then, just as I'm sick of it now.

Sick?

Just make sure, darling,
that I never get sick of you.

Just do what you're told.

I'm sorry, Phil.
I guess it's just not my morning.

I'll make up the lesson later today,
okay?

- What time, Mark?
- I'll phone your room.

Fallon, I wanna talk to you.

What's there to talk about?

Oh, yesterday.
Well, I saw what I saw.

Look, why don't you get back
to the court?

That's what you're paid for.
Among other things, right?

Somewhere along the line,
I got the impression

that I meant more to you
than being just another tennis pro.

I guess I was wrong.

Your mother said you were vulnerable.
You are.

Like the Rock of Gibraltar.

We'll be touching down
on the airstrip soon.

Steven?

Do you wanna put aside the maps
and reports long enough

to listen to what I wanna discuss
with you?

It's something personal.

I've had more than a sample
of your personal small talk, Adam.

Why don't we just stick to business?

The truth of why Mother sent you
on this trip is--

Spare me what's coming.

You could have handled everything
yourself

but she wanted to pamper me
a little.

No, that's not it.

You think I can't deal
with the field manager

when we survey this operation?

- Look, if you'll just listen for a minute--
- No, big brother, you listen to me.

Have you ever worked on a rig?

Ever been part of a crew
when a well came in?

Ever worked in a refinery?

In fact, have you ever,
in your entire career with Colbyco,

gotten oil sludge
under your fingernails?

No, I haven't.

Well, all your poring over law books,
advising and consulting over drinks

won't do a thing for us
once we're down on the ground

checking out Johnson's operation.

Just keep your mouth shut, Adam,
and let me do the talking.

You know, you're not only a hard guy
to get along with,

you're an even harder guy to help.

I know why you're smiling,
Mrs. Gunnerson.

Oh, and why is that,
Mrs. Carrington?

This is the same dinner you wanted
to cook for Steven

the night he came home.

And you said,
"No, let's keep it simple, less rich."'

Or words to that effect.

Well, tonight, I think you should
prepare these wonderful dishes.

Because I'm hoping that tonight will be
the beginning of his real homecoming.

I know why you're still smiling,
Mrs. Gunnerson.

Oh? Why is that, Mrs. Carrington?

You've already prepared
half the dinner.

Oh, have l?

Well, yes, I have.

What happened to the plane?

It's 6:00. Where's Derek?

He's late.

Probably because he had to fly
up north to pick up Art McLafferty

before swinging back for us.

You didn't tell me about that, Adam.

I tried. You weren't listening.

You haven't been all day.

I have a very important engagement
back in Denver tonight.

How am I supposed to make it?

Steven.

I'm a hired hand. With or without
the oil sludge under my fingernails,

I follow Mother's orders

and her orders are that the plane
be sent on to pick up McLafferty first.

I said once we'd have to
get used to each other as brothers.

I wonder if we ever can?

Hello, darling,
I'm sorry my meeting took so long.

Thank you. Has Steven arrived yet?

Didn't you get the message
I left with Marcia?

No, I came directly home,
I didn't check back at the office.

What was the message?

Steven called.
He said he can't make it.

Is that all he said?

No, he said, he was marooned
on an airstrip somewhere in Wyoming.

What's he doing in Wyoming when
he's got a date here with us tonight?

He said he had to fly up on business
for Alexis.

- He thought he'd be home in time.
- I see.

Making a convenient excuse for him
not to have dinner with his father.

Blake, I don't think so.
I think Alexis is behind this.

Because she's determined
to keep us apart?

- I don't think so. Not in this case.
- No, thank you.

Besides, Steven's making
all those loud noises

about being his own man
and making his own decisions.

Come on, Blake.

Think of the kind of woman Alexis is
and has always been.

I know.

And I know the kind of woman you are,
darling.

Caring and with good motives.

But where Steven is concerned,

don't waste your time
trying to be a referee.

I told you before,
he is my son and he is my problem.

And that doesn't concern me.

No, it doesn't.

Well, what should I be concerned with,
Blake?

The dinner menu?
The right dress to wear to a party?

Is that the kind of marriage
we have?

- Krystle, we're talking about Steven.
- So am l.

I'm trying to accomplish something
for Steven and for you.

And, yes, even for myself.

So there can be some feeling
of understanding

of tranquillity around here.

Or is that too much to ask for
in this house?

Especially from an outsider.
Because that's what I feel I am.

Oh, come on now, please.
You know--

No, I don't know.

When you went to Bali
to look for Steven,

you said you didn't need anybody,
not even me.

And when you went to Singapore
to see if it was Steven,

you didn't want me to go along
with you in case it wasn't Steven.

Blake, you're like a man
on a mountain. Your mountain.

And you don't want anybody
to climb it with you, including me.

Now, that is not true.

Isn't it? Well, I think it is.

And it's time I start to worry
about myself.

Now, from now on,
I'll take care of my own problems.

And you solve your own,
on your own.

Krystle.

Krystle.

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