All language subtitles for Dynasty s03e05 the siblings.eng

Thank you, Mr. Jensen.

The Denver-Carrington building,
Dennis.

Yes, Marcia?

Mrs. Colby's here to see you.

Oh, fine.
Ask her to come in, please.

Come in, Fallon,
I'll be with you in a moment.

It's not your darling daughter, Blake.

There are two Mrs. Colbys now,
you know.

Yes, yes,
you managed that very well.

I've heard of shotgun weddings
but deathbed weddings?

That's not fair, Blake.

Alexis, you really have got a lot
of nerve to come barging in here

after what happened
at Colby's office.

Correction, Blake. It's my office now.

And I didn't come here to discuss
the contents of Cecil's will,

- I came to talk about our son.
- Son? What son?

Now look, I've got a lot of work to do.

I refuse to stand here
and waste my time

talking about some fake
who calls himself my son.

Fake? Is this rattle a fake?

Is it?

Where did this come from?

He gave it to me.

Michael Torrance.

Our son, Adam.

Adam Alexander Carrington.

You may be a lot of things, Alexis,
but one thing you are not is stupid.

Are you implying
that I should know better?

That this is as fake as he is?

That he had it specially made
for the occasion?

I'm not implying. I know it.

Then you are wrong, Blake.

Because 25 years ago,

I had Jensen's engrave this rattle
with Adam's initials.

Now, a little while ago,
I went back to Jensen's

and Mr. Jensen told me that they
hadn't made this particular design

with this serial number
since the year after Adam was born.

Blake, listen.

Don't you remember
how he used to lie in his crib,

playing with this rattle

in the few short weeks
before he was stolen from us?

Don't you?

Blake, what's happened to you?

I'm talking about our baby.

Our first child.

Look at me and tell me
that you don't believe

that Michael Torrance
is our son Adam.

I can't believe it. I won't.

Well, I believe what I feel inside me:
my instincts.

A mother knows her own child.

Alexis, you were hurt once
when our son was kidnapped from us.

I wouldn't want you to be hurt
all over again.

You think I'm a fool

to accept him this fast, don't you?

Yes, I do.

Well,

we'll see who's the fool.

We'll see.

It looks wonderful on you,
Mrs. Carrington, absolutely wonderful.

It is beautiful.

I don't think I've ever seen
anything quite like it.

The clasp is a little loose.

Oh, I'll have that
taken care of for you

and we'll be happy to deliver it
to your home.

- Mrs. Colby.
- Mr. Jensen.

- Krystle, what a nice surprise.
- Alexis.

I just dropped by
to pick something up for my son.

I see you've picked out
a little something for yourself too.

- That's right.
- It looked exquisite on you.

Thank you.

Must have been terribly expensive.

It was.

I'd love to see Blake's face
when he gets the bill.

But I can just imagine what he'll say:

"For you, my dear Krystle,
nothing is too good."

As a matter of fact,
what he said was

that he'd like me to stop in at Jensen's
to see the present he'd selected for me

for our second wedding anniversary.

Second wedding anniversary.
Really?

How generous of him.
But then, he is generous,

as generous as you are--
What's the word?

--sweet.

Yes, that's what you are, Krystle.
Sweet and vicious.

Unusual combination of talents.

And doesn't it get tiring?

You tire me, Alexis.

Don't walk away from me.
I've got something to say to you.

The fact is, Krystle,

that I may have resented you
at one time for what you had,

namely Blake, but not anymore,
not now.

Because I've found my child.
I've got Adam.

And nothing can ever hurt me
or make me unhappy again.

Not even you.

Are you happy, Alexis?
Really happy?

Then I'm happy for you

because maybe now
with something of your own

to fill that empty life of yours,

you'll finally get out of ours.

Yes?

Good. Send him up.

Mr. Hess, you're right on time
as usual. Come in.

This is a great apartment,
Mrs. Colby.

Yes, it is nice, isn't it?

I was sorry to hear
about your husband.

You read his obituary
in the New York papers?

Oh, yeah, it made the front page of
The Times, Daily News and the Post.

Oh, well,
Cecil would have been pleased.

Now, tell me about Mark Jennings.

Well, I only saw him
from a distance

and, as you instructed,
I didn't approach him.

Well, what did you find out
about him?

Well, he was definitely married,

in Ohio, to the present
Mrs. Carrington.

Well, that I know.

He played the professional tennis
circuit all over.

Mexico, Europe, here.
He just wasn't good enough to make it.

Now he's a pro at a country club
on Long lsland,

Iiving on lessons to juicy young things
and rich divorcees.

And so he's not averse to money?

Well, who of us is, Mrs. Colby?

I hired you for information,
Mr. Hess, not humour.

Now, I want proof that
that Mexican divorce never happened.

There are no records
in Acapulco or Guadalajara.

I mean, that's where Jennings went
when he and Krystle split up.

I need something more tangible
than that.

Well, the only way I can give you
something more tangible

is to confront Jennings.

You told me not to do that
when I was in New York.

Now, if you'd like me to go back
to New York...

No, that won't be necessary.
I'll handle it from now on.

Here's your cheque, Mr. Hess.

Double fee, as promised.

- Thank you.
- You can see yourself out, can't you?

- Goodbye, Mrs. Colby.
- Goodbye.

Look, Billy, I'm not a lighting expert

but I know the kind of feeling
that I want.

Billy, Dawson says you're a genius.

So maybe you can help me give
this dead corner over here

the kind of feeling that I want.
Kind of a cosy dim.

Like in, sexy dim?

- Yeah, like that.
- Okay.

Thanks.

- I wanna talk to you.
- I'm really very busy, Jeff.

- Look, I said I wanna talk to you.
- Okay.

- What is it?
- You haven't been home

the last couple of nights.

That's right.
Things happen in hotels at night.

If you're thinking of another guy,
forget it.

I don't have the time,
energy or the inclination.

Well, you haven't forgotten our son,
have you?

Of course I haven't.

I was with him this morning.
I was with him yesterday morning.

Oh, when you breezed by the house
for a couple of minutes, huh?

- A couple of hours.
- When I wasn't there.

You weren't there.

When you are there,
in case nobody's bothered to tell you,

I call every hour on the hour
to check up on his feeding

and see how he is
and how he's doing.

Oh, I see.
The sometimes-home mother,

the other-times-electronic mother.

- Well, I'll tell you, that's really terrific.
- Jeff, what are you doing here?

I mean, what did you really
come here for, aside from sarcasms?

God, I don't know.

Maybe I'm too stubborn
to give up on you.

Maybe there's something in me
that makes think

that you and l
will eventually make some contact.

Is that honest enough for you?

That's very honest.

I should be honest with you too.

- Maybe--
- Maybe what?

Maybe I purposely picked a business

that would keep me away
from the house

so I wouldn't have to deal with us.

Oh, Jeff, you do it to me, don't you?

You always push me into a situation
where I have to hurt you.

- I don't want to.
- Well, you do want a divorce.

Well, I don't want it
for the baby's sake,

but I need it for mine.

Why can't you ever think
about anybody else's needs?

Why does our son have to grow up
in a divorced family?

Well, that's not so unusual, is it?
I mean, we both came from parents

who weren't exactly crazy
about each other.

Well, look at us. Look at you.

Look at you in this office suite,
this escape hatch of yours.

Who are you escaping from?
You're not escaping from me.

And you're never gonna escape
from yourself.

Tense, aren't you?

It was the sudden sight of me, right?

Wrong. It has nothing to do with you.

Right, I am tense.

You're also frightened.
Well, that's not me, is it?

I don't know.

I knew a girl once back in Montana

who screamed every time
she saw a tadpole.

Who adored Michael Torrance, I bet.

Well, let's say it was a different kind
of scream when we were together.

Sort of hayloft gothic.

So, what do you do at the hotel?

Secretary? Assistant manager?
What?

Well, a little of both.

Everything, in fact. I'm climbing
my way up the ladder to success.

Oh, I get it.

And kissing clients is one way
to really make it to the top, right?

If you're referring to that little peck
in the bar the other night...

That little peck you seemed to return
for a moment.

You wanna try it again? Now?

Well, let's just say that once
was pleasantly enough.

We're not through with each other,
are we?

Aren't we?

I don't think so.

- I have work to do, Michael.
- That's now.

What about later, huh?

It should be somewhere in here,
I believe.

Here it is, right here.

Well, there's no baby grave here.

Blake.

Does this prove that you're wrong?

I don't know. We'll have to find out.

We should be landing in Billings
in about 35 minutes, Mr. Carrington.

There's a telephone call
coming through for you.

Yes?

Good.

Jonas Edwards?

Fine. Thank you very much.

Who's Jonas Edwards?

He's the doctor in Billings
I've been trying to track down.

The one who signed Kate Torrance's
death certificate.

He's been contacted
and he'll be expecting us.

Michael, possibly your child?

Not David Torrance's son?

I find that very hard to believe.

- In fact, impossible to believe.
- Now, just a minute, Dr. Edwards.

I didn't fly up here for your approval
or disapproval,

I came up here
to talk about some facts.

I understand you're a very powerful
man down in Colorado.

Practically own a quarter of the state.
Is that true, Mr. Carrington?

No. No, it isn't. And if it were true,
what's it got to do with this?

Namely, that you're in Montana now,

where most people know better
than to use that tone of voice.

Don't you understand, damn it?
There are things I've got to know.

- Blake.
- No, please, Krystle. Stay out of this.

What is it exactly
you do want to know?

Were you Kate Torrance's doctor

when she came back here
from Denver

after her son
and her daughter-in-law's funeral?

That was in '57.
I was her doctor long before that.

Yes, but when she came back here
from Denver,

you saw the baby
that she brought with her.

That's right, an infant boy.
Her grandson, Michael.

Did she ever use the name Adam?

No, she didn't. Why would she?

Doctor,

do you remember what season
of the year it was

when she brought the baby
back here?

Autumn. Near the end of September.

But it's a long time ago.

You remember that part clearly,
don't you?

Because that was
when she would celebrate his birthday.

The night he started his true life here,
she'd say.

The 29th of September.

When was your son kidnapped?

The morning
of the 29th of September.

And the baby,
what was his condition?

Was he hurt or bruised in any way?

No, he wasn't.

As a doctor, you didn't find that odd?

He was in an automobile accident.

The same accident
in which his parents had been killed.

And he arrives here
without a scratch?

No, I didn't find it odd.

As a doctor, I know that infants

have been known to survive
a lot worse than that.

And let me add, sir,

I was not looking
for an alleged kidnap victim.

So far as I knew, the child
was Kate's grandson, not your son.

Now, don't make any assumptions.

I came here
to ask about Michael Torrance.

You are very hostile, Mr. Carrington.
Do you know that?

I'm sorry. I'm very sorry, l...

- Please forgive me. I've been upset.
- But you want to know more.

You're doubtful about all of this.

Oh, yes, of course.

I'm sorry too.

It's interesting.

You used the word "odd"
a little while ago.

I sometimes found one thing
about the boy very odd.

That he bore no resemblance at all
to either of his parents.

- I mentioned that once to Kate.
- What did she say?

Oh, she said, "That's because
we're just plain old country folk, Jonas.

But my grandson is of another mould,
a young prince.

Not of this time and place, really.
Not of us, really."

Of course, I chalked it up then
to her poetic nature.

- And now?
- Now that we've talked about this?

I don't really know, Mr. Carrington.

Do you?

You're going through hell,
aren't you?

It's so hard. It's so difficult.

Blake, you told me how arrogant
Adam was

that day he came to your office.

He was more than arrogant.
He was a liar.

He was an opportunistic, young liar.

Maybe it was all just a cover-up.

Maybe he was afraid of being rejected
by you.

I don't know.

The only thing I do know is that
I didn't trust him then and I still don't.

But... I don't know.

It would be easier if you were sure
he wasn't your son, wouldn't it?

Yes.

Now, this is real.

Not like that phoney paradise
they're trying to redo back there.

I don't think it's phoney.
I think it's fun.

Real loyal to management,
aren't you?

Well, why not?
I mean, they do sign your paycheck.

- Weren't you even curious?
- About what?

Seeing my hotel room
after our swim?

Oh, that. Not really.

You've seen one, seen them all?

All right, I'm talking about
unoccupied rooms.

Yes, unoccupied rooms. Definitely.

Oh, right, the abbey.

Indulgent rich
have got to be indulged

with extra towels and fresh flowers

and a little tiny mint on their pillow.

- You don't like the rich.
- I can take them or leave them.

Is that why you checked into a hotel
that's filthy with them?

The filthy rich, that is?

Well, call it curiosity
that brought me here.

I'll bet.

You're probably looking for some
wealthy heiress-type to latch on to.

Me?

Any heiress I get, if I want one,
is gonna latch on to me.

And maybe I'll say, "Yes,"
when she proposes,

- Because--?
- Because I say what I feel

and I take what I want. There's
one thing I did learn in Montana:

How to handle horses and women.

I thought the song went,

"There never was a horse
that couldn't be rode.

There never was a cowboy
couldn't be throwed."

Kind of turns around
what you just said, doesn't it?

Not in my case.

Not when it comes to getting
what I want.

Do you know what I want right now?
I mean, very badly?

You.

You don't know anything about me,
not even my name.

You'll tell me later. Very softly.

And whatever it is, I'll say,
"That's beautiful.

That's a beautiful name."

Just like you are.

Exciting, beautiful.

When can I see you again?

Tonight?

Seven o'clock?

Meet me outside the bar.

This should be fine. I think that--

I'll talk to you tomorrow.

Hello, did I make it?

Oh, 7 on the dot.

And they shall sip cocktails together,

and they shall plough
into a steak together,

and they shall quaff wine together.
And with any luck,

they'll get to make merry together.

Fallon, Adam.
Well, isn't this wonderful?

I'm so happy
that you two have finally met.

Well, and what do you think
of your good-looking brother?

Brother?

What?

Didn't you know
that Fallon was your sister?

We--

We just met a little while ago.

Well, I'm sure that
you've both got a lot to talk about,

so I'll leave you alone.

And, Fallon, the news that I've got
from New York can wait.

I'll see you later.

My brother? Oh, my God.

"Fallon."

It is a beautiful name.

Oh, my God, no.

He's not my brother.
I've met him. He can't be.

Why not, Fallon?
What makes you so--?

I'm not talking to you.
I'm talking to my father.

- Fallon, take it--
- I'm not talking to you either.

That man is not my flesh and blood.

- He's not yours.
- Krystle began to ask you a question

before you were so rude to her.

I'll ask it for her.

Now, what makes you so sure
about him?

Do you really believe
he could be your son?

Well, I've had my doubts, but, yes.

- Yes, I am beginning to believe it.
- But he can't be.

Why can't anybody here
understand that?

Now just a minute, young lady.

Why are you so angry?
What do you know about him?

I just know. If you don't believe it,
then I'm getting out of here.

Now hold on a minute.
I want you to listen to me.

I owe it to myself, and to his mother,

to at least try to get to know the boy.

Now, if I have fences to mend
with him, I'll mend them.

And then we'll take it from there,
all right?

You'll go on from there.
I never wanna see him again.

Fallon?

- Hello, Fallon?
- Goodbye, Michael.

You're gonna have to get used to it,
you know.

It is Adam from now on.

Let go of me.

Hey, what are you so riled up about?

Another couple of hours, I could have
ended up in bed with my sister.

In some parts of the world,
they kill people for that.

Look, let's get one thing straight.

We were both caught in a situation
we didn't know anything about.

Neither one of us knew
who the other was.

I'm not so sure about that.

How do I know that all the time the
would-be Adam Carrington was here,

he never even heard my name?

I didn't.

You got to my father
and you got to my mother.

But somehow, just somehow,
you never even tried to get to me.

- Except for...
- Except what?

Physically?

Oh, come on, Fallon. You can't believe
that I knew who you were

and still made a play for you.

That's right.
Because I can't believe any of this.

I mean, it's all academic really,
anyway, isn't it?

Because you're not my brother,
you just claim to be my brother.

I really am Adam Carrington.

Now, be honest and admit to yourself

you don't wanna know
the truth about me

because you have
certain feelings for me.

- Feelings you don't understand.
- Feelings for you.

What the hell are you talking about?
What makes you think

you were anything more
than a diversion for me?

Do you really think
I would have gone to bed with you?

Yes, I do.

As far as I'm concerned, I only have
one brother and his name is Steven.

I love him because
he's straightforward and honest.

He doesn't go around
doing numbers on people.

He's good and he's decent.

Steven. I've heard about Steven.

- What do you think of it?
- Mother, it is sumptuous.

Just a little bigger than my room
in Montana.

By about a thousand square feet.

Well, of course,
there's room service here.

In fact, anything you want,
whenever you want.

But first, I want you to have that.

Go on. Open it.

It's a welcome-home gift, darling.

I planned on giving them to you
when you were a baby

and I thought
it would be a really good way

to celebrate your new life here.

Our new life, together.

Thank you.

Right now I'd like you to send for some
of your things from Billings, is it?

Yes.

I'm sure you've got some books
and tapes and records and things

that you'd like to have here,
haven't you?

And then tomorrow...

Tomorrow, we'll go shopping
for a whole new wardrobe for you.

We'll buy shirts and sweaters
and trousers. Anything you want.

- Mother, I haven't unpacked yet.
- Well, there's plenty of time for that.

I'm not sure that I'm going to unpack
and stay here.

You mean, in this apartment?

I mean in Denver.

I'm thinking about going back home.

Why? Why, Adam?

I have a good life there.

A good law practise, good friends.

Besides, what do you really care
about me?

What do I care about you?

You're my son. I love you.

That doesn't answer
certain questions.

What questions?

Why did you stop looking for me?

We tried. We tried so hard,

Blake and I and a team of detectives.

Tried all the time to find you.

But you gave up.

- Eventually, we had to.
- Why?

Because somebody said,
"The kid must be dead, so forget it"?

Tell me, who was it
who gave the final edict to forget it?

- Blake?
- No.

Blake was as shattered
and heartbroken as I was.

Your loss changed everything
between us.

Our lives were never
the same again.

And that's the truth?

- The honest truth?
- Yes.

It's the truth.

Sometimes I wonder
if anybody in this noble family of mine

can ever be honest.

I am, Adam.

I am.

Oh, please stay.

You're my son.

We can have the most wonderful life
together.

I need you.

My husband's dead,
Fallon doesn't need me,

and Blake certainly doesn't need me.

Steven...

Well, God knows where he is,

but he's proven how little he cares
about me.

You're all I have now.

I don't know.

Adam, what's there to go back to?

Your friends?

You can find all the friends you want
here in Denver.

You only have one mother.

A very powerful mother
who needs you.

And you need her.

Hello?

Yes.

Yes, I'll tell him.

That was Blake's secretary.

He'd like to see you at his office.

Yes, Marcia, I'm expecting Adam.
Please send him in.

I'm glad you could come.

It's important to me that you called.

Come in.

I guess Fallon's told you
that she and I have already met.

Yes, yes, she did.

Nice girl, very bright.

Very pretty.

- Won't you sit down?
- Thank you.

Can I get you something to drink?

Yes, it occurs to me that
I've asked you that question before.

Yes, the other day.

That was a very uncomfortable time
for me.

- Well, it wasn't for me.
- Oh, wasn't it?

No.

I walked in here,
I didn't have one problem.

I knew you were my father.
You were the one with the problem.

Well, that's very frank.

I'll be equally frank.
I'm still a little uncomfortable.

I've asked you to come here
to talk about you, your future.

How if you'd like to join my company,
there's room, good room,

for an enterprising young lawyer.

Who'd start at the bottom.

Well, that's the only way
to learn the business, any business.

And who'll work his way up
in that business.

Yes.

What do you think?

Well, I have to say thank you,
of course.

Is that a yes?

I'm afraid it's a no.

I also have to say
that I just got a better offer.

You have? Where?

A company
you may have heard about.

Colbyco.

I'd like to have a lot more flowers
down there.

Maybe get some terra cotta
and white pots, large,

and put them all the way down
on that railing there,

and between the tennis courts there.

No, don't put them between the tennis
courts. That wouldn't be a good idea.

Well, I'm glad that you're really
enjoying your work, Fallon.

Thank you, George.

Yeah, I am.

I haven't seen you
since you met Adam.

- How did you two hit it off?
- He didn't tell you?

No. He just said
that you were very lovely.

I'm very busy, Mother.

You've done a wonderful job
on the tennis courts, darling.

- Have you hired a pro yet?
- No, I'm still looking.

Well, let me know when you find one
and I'll be a regular customer.

Since when are you so interested
in outdoor sports, Mother?

Ever since I was 4, when I won
the British National Potato Sack Race.

Fallon, I want to ask you something
about Adam.

I'd rather not talk about him.

Because you're too busy?

- Yes, okay?
- No.

No, it's not okay.

I think there's something more.

It's not because he's stupid
or ill-mannered or anything like that.

It's something sibling, isn't it?

Do you feel that he's going to usurp
your very special place with Blake?

Because you shouldn't worry
about that. He's his mother's son.

Oh, you won't hear any argument
about that from me.

Fallon, what is it
that you're not telling me about him?

Mother, will you please go run
your new empire

and leave me to run my hotel?

All right. I'm off to the airport now.

Well, aren't you curious
about where I'm going?

Not really.

Well, you should be.

Darling, I'm leaving.
I'll phone you from the office later.

All right.

- Blake.
- Yes?

You know, you still haven't invited
the boy to our home.

Yes, I know.

Are you trying to tell me
that I'm dragging my feet on this one?

Yes. And that's not like you.

What is it? Is it because
he's working for Alexis now?

- Yes, partly.
- What's the other part?

Is it Adam himself?

Adam.

You can say that name so easily.

And you can't.

What are you thinking, Blake?

What do you feel in your heart for him,
right now, at this very moment?

I feel I still have some doubts.
I don't know, maybe--

Maybe Fallon's instincts
are right about him.

Forget about Fallon.
What do you think?

Why don't you invite him over
for dinner? Tonight?

Get to know him.

We've had hundreds of strangers
in this house.

This one could be your son.

Am I wrong about that?

No.

No, you're right.

And I'll admit that.

How did I ever manage
to get along without you?

- You must be...?
- Adam.

- Jeff Colby, Fallon's husband.
- Pleasure to meet you, Jeff.

- Where's Alexis?
- In New York. Why?

Well, I was in Louisiana on business
and I got a call from her.

She said she wanted to meet with me
when I got back.

Some red tape
about my uncle's estate.

And you just flew in.

You've got to be ready for a drink.
Anything special?

Yeah, let me have a bourbon
with a splash of water.

I phoned the house
when I got into the airport.

- I guess we're having dinner tonight.
- That's right.

Well, I'm looking forward to it.

- You sound as if you really mean that.
- Well, I do.

Then, unlike your wife,
you're not in the enemy camp.

Fallon's Fallon. She'll come around.

- I hope so. Cheers.
- Cheers.

You know, I see a lot
of your mother in you.

Now, is that good or bad, Jeff?

I understand there are people
who really don't like her.

And yet you were very supportive
of her when your uncle died.

I tried to be.

So...

...you were in Louisiana.

What's happening down there?

Well, I was looking over
some offshore oil leases.

I guess you don't know this yet,

but I'm working for Colbyco now
with my mother.

No, I didn't know that.

- Good luck.
- Thank you.

Yeah, I think we're negotiating
for leases down there too. Near the...

...Lafitte sector?
Is that where you were scouting?

Around there.

Well, then maybe you could help out
a novice such as myself

and give me your evaluation
of the general area.

Oh, you gotta be joking.

No, I love a good joke, Jeff.
But no, I'm not joking.

Well, those reports happen
to be property of Blake Carrington.

And I don't know
whether you know it or not,

but I happen to work
for Denver-Carrington.

Oh, sure.

And I also know that you own half
of Colbyco, so, what's the harm?

We're just keeping it in the family.

I have to be going.

- Thanks for the drink.
- My pleasure.

And I'll see you tonight at dinner?

If I can make it.
I have some things to look over.

Sure. Well, try to make it.

I'm gonna need somebody there
from a friendly camp.

Do you like the duck, Adam?

Yes, it's good. Very good, thank you.

It's too bad Fallon couldn't be here.

Yes, she's busy at work.

And Jeff.

I guess something came up.
Something sudden.

He called. He said he was sorry
to miss dinner.

- Would you like some more wine?
- No, thank you, Krystle.

I'm not used to it.
You see, Montana...

Well, Montana is more beer country.

Tell us about Montana.

Well, why don't you tell me about it?

I mean, you were up there,
checking me out, weren't you?

Yes. Yes, as a matter of fact,
we were.

Did Dr. Edwards phone you
about us?

No.

A friend of mine did.

It's a small town.
People hear about everything.

And she thought
it was kind of strange.

I mean, why I wasn't being taken
into the family on what proof I had.

It's not quite that simple.

Oh, I know.

I know. How did Oscar Wilde put it?

"l can't believe anything
unless it's incredible."

Something like that.

He was gay, wasn't he?

I wouldn't know.

We don't have too many of them
in Montana.

But I guess you saw that
for yourself.

- No, I didn't. I wasn't looking.
- Would you have to?

You should be able
to spot them easily,

what with my bother, Steven.

I'd--

I'd rather not talk about that right now,
if you don't mind.

Why not?

You want to know about me
and my background.

Now I wanna know more
about this family.

That is why we're all gathered here
tonight, isn't it?

For each of us
to learn more about the other?

We weren't spying on you in Billings,
Adam.

What were you doing, then?

Well, you said it yourself a minute ago.
I was checking you out.

- Now, if you resent that--
- I do resent that.

Then why the hell
did you come here tonight?

To tell you how much I resent it.

Invading my name.

My names.

Michael Torrance who was.
Adam Carrington who is.

Thank you for the dinner.

And don't worry about dessert.
I'll have that at home.

You've no idea how anxious I've been
to meet you,

my dear friend Krystle's
first husband.

She's in trouble
and she needs you, Mark Jennings.

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