Dynasty s02e01 Episode Script

Do you solemnly swear that all the testimony you give before this court shall be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, - so help you God? - Yes, I do.
Would you state your full name, please.
Alexis Morell Carrington.
And your residence? I've been living in Acapulco for the past several years.
You were the first wife of the defendant, Blake Carrington.
You're the mother of his children, is that correct? Yes, it is.
And subsequently, of course, you were divorced.
- Yes.
- When was this? Sixteen years ago.
Was it what you might term an amicable divorce, Mrs.
Carrington? No, it wasn't.
It was what you might term an enforced divorce.
An enforced divorce.
Would you explain that, please, to this court and this jury? I was very young when I married Mr.
Carrington.
At first, it was a good marriage in every sense.
We had an excellent relationship, two beautiful children.
It was very good.
Ideal.
That's the word that people use when they talked about us.
Ideal.
And then? Things changed.
My husband had worked very hard to get where he was.
To build his empire, grab his prize, cling to his "lt couldn't be done, but I did it.
" Somehow it didn't seem to be enough for him.
He wanted more.
He started traveling.
Long business trips.
There were weeks, sometimes months, when we-- When we didn't see each other, when we barely talked on the phone.
Please, go on, Mrs.
Carrington.
Maybe it was need or maybe hurt.
I found myself becoming involved with another man.
What was this man's name, Mrs.
Carrington? - His name was Roger Grimes.
- Roger Grimes.
Now, Mr.
Grimes worked for Blake Carrington, isn't that a fact? Yes.
He was our estate manager.
He was bright and sensitive.
Infinitely sensitive.
He was as interested in art as I was.
I mean, I was a painter.
That is, I wanted to be one, a good one, and Roger encouraged me.
In fact, he designed an art studio right there on the estate for you, isn't that true? Yes.
Now, a moment ago, you said that you became involved with Mr.
Grimes.
Did that include sexual involvement? I-- I was lonely.
I was becoming more and more lonely.
Yes, I became sexually involved with him.
And did Blake Carrington find out about this involvement? Yes, he did.
When did he find out about it? About a month after Roger and l started seeing each other.
Did you tell him about this relationship, Mrs.
Carrington? No, I didn't.
How did he find out about it? He discovered us together.
He'd been away on business and he came home unexpectedly.
He discovered you together.
What was his reaction, Mrs.
Carrington? He became violent.
Objection.
An incident of alleged violence from this witness about a night 1 6 years ago is too remote to reflect on my client's character today.
It is highly prejudicial and I repeat my objection strongly.
Your Honor, Mr.
Laird's client is on trial right here and now for the murder of Ted Dinard less than two months ago.
The state intends to show that Blake Carrington has a history of violent behavior.
That he-- That he is a man who was and is capable of homicidal violence.
Overruled, Mr.
Laird.
Now, Mrs.
Carrington, l-- I know this is difficult for you, but please go on.
Please tell us exactly what happened that night.
Well, my-- My husband came into the bedroom and he found us together.
He started shouting hideous words at me, and then he picked up a candlestick-- A large brass candlestick.
--and he started hitting Roger with it.
He hit him on the head.
He hit him on the chest.
He nearly killed him.
- Order.
- Blake Carrington almost killed Roger Grimes.
What happened then, Mrs.
Carrington? This was reported to the police, of course.
- No.
- Why not? What did happen? Blake bought people off.
Bought people off.
What exactly do you mean by that, Mrs.
Carrington? He bought off a lawyer.
He bought off one of our servants who knew what had happened and he promoted him to lifelong membership in the Carrington household.
He even bought off Roger Grimes.
That's a lie.
She's lying.
Are you saying that Blake Carrington paid for the silence of everyone involved in this incident, including the victim? Yes.
Tell us, Mrs.
Carrington, after the Roger Grimes incident did Blake Carrington buy anyone else off? Yes.
Me.
Would you explain that, please? Blake wanted a divorce and he bought me.
You mean, with a handsome yearly payoff.
Well, there are those who might call it handsome.
I called it obscene.
You see, he forced me to sign a piece of paper.
A piece of paper? What paper? A neatly-typed, very cold document, in which I was forced to promise that I would never see my children again.
You say you were forced to sign this paper, Mrs.
Carrington.
What exactly do you mean by that? I'd rather not go into that.
The witness will please answer the prosecutor's question.
There were threats made.
Something about how my children might not recognize me if I tried to see them.
She's really doing it, isn't she? Wait till I get her on the witness stand.
I'm gonna tear her apart.
There's not going to be any cross-examination.
- What? - No cross-examination.
Tell me, Mrs.
Carrington, have you been following this trial? Yes.
One of your assistants has been telling me about the testimony, if that's what you mean.
Did he tell you about the defendant's heart-rending testimony in which he swore under oath that he loved his children, his daughter and his son? Yes, he did.
When he did, did it occur to you, Mrs.
Carrington, that Blake Carrington was in fact contradicting that testimony about his great love for his children? This man who forbade their natural mother from ever seeing those children again.
Who put that woman and those children-- His own children! --into an emotional exile for the rest of their lives.
Did that contradiction ever cross your mind, Mrs.
Carrington? Yes, Mr.
Dunham.
It crossed my mind.
I thought about it deeply.
Order.
Order, or I'll clear this courtroom.
I have no further questions.
Cross, Mr.
Laird? Please.
No.
Your Honor, I respectfully request a short recess so that I may talk with my client.
All right.
This court will reconvene in ten minutes.
All rise.
Joseph, I'd like you to go back to the house.
In my dressing room, in the bureau, on the top drawer, you'll find some seismic charts.
Now, please deliver those to Cecil Colby personally.
- I thought he was in Los Angeles.
- No, he's leaving this afternoon.
- He'll need those charts.
- Yes, Mr.
Carrington.
I'm very sorry about her in there.
I don't see how she could have done that to someone - who's been so good to her.
- Well Gratitude was never my ex-wife's strong suit, was it? Come on, we don't have much time.
You seem upset, Dunham.
I should think you'd be grinning from earlobe to earlobe celebrating your little coup.
Yes, I'm upset, Mr.
Laird.
I am very upset.
What hospital? Memorial.
Blake, I have to put her on the stand.
The only way I can discredit her testimony is by exposing her.
By showing the rottenness of that woman.
That woman is Steven and Fallon's mother.
Yeah, well, it's about time they got to know her better.
Look, we're talking about you in there.
About your life, your future.
We're talking about-- We're talking about something I refuse to let you do.
Why? Will you give me - one good reason why? - I have a reason, but I will not give it to you.
I don't want anybody else's life affected by this.
So you're asking me to cave in out there? You're telling me to allow that jury to convict you.
Is that it, Blake? No.
Oh, no.
I did not premeditatedly kill Ted Dinard.
I retained you to prove that.
I expect you to do it.
And if I don't? If I can't? "Don't" and "can't" are not in my vocabulary.
You'll do it.
Hello, Steven.
Hello.
I want you to know that l-- I didn't just come back here to sit on that stand and testify.
Your father's a part of my life that's over.
Did you volunteer to come? Yes.
- But I thought you said that-- - I didn't finish what I was saying.
The only reason that I came back here was because it was a chance to see you.
Oh, you must believe that.
It was three days before your seventh birthday when I left.
Do you remember? You said to me, "Why do you have to go, Mommy?" And I said, "l have to find a rainbow to paint.
The most special rainbow that I can find.
It may take a little while.
" And then you said Do you remember what you said, Steven? That there are rainbows here in Denver sometimes.
"Aren't they special enough?" "No," I said.
So now you know why.
Would you meet me outside? I think it'd be better if I stayed.
As a personal favor, please.
Of course you came back to see me too? Of course.
You've got to know that.
Do l? Just like I've got to know how much you hated giving that testimony just now.
That terribly reluctant, but justice-at-all-costs testimony about my father.
I did hate it.
Do you wanna know something? May I testify to this? You're even more beautiful and more ugly than that grand English lady I vaguely remember, and whom I've tried very hard to forget existed these past 1 6 years.
I'm glad to see that your father had your teeth fixed, if not your tongue.
Are you all right? Is there something I can do? I'm not feeling very well.
I think I'll go home for a while.
I'll take you to your car, all right? Where's Krystle? She wanted to go home.
She said she wasn't feeling well.
I put her in her car.
All rise.
Counselor, are you ready to cross-examine the witness? Your Honor, I have no questions.
The witness may step down.
Mr.
Dunham, do you have any further witnesses? No, Your Honor.
Do you wish to present your closing argument at this time? Yes.
Yes, Your Honor, I do.
Ladies and gentlemen the state has tried to prove to you beyond any reasonable doubt that Blake Carrington cold-bloodedly murdered his son's homosexual lover.
The late Ted Dinard.
We haven't heard very much about Ted Dinard in this court.
A young man, Iying now in a small cemetery, not far from his parents' home in North Dakota.
Far from Colorado.
Far from this court.
Half forgotten already.
Let me tell you something, ladies and gentlemen, Ted Dinard is in this court.
He has been here for the past two weeks, and he cries out to you, just as he cries out to Blake Carrington: "Why? Why am I dead? Why did you murder me?" Now, that young man's question deserves an answer, Iadies and gentlemen.
Why? Why is he dead? He's dead because he dared to get in Blake Carrington's way.
Because he dared to defy the almighty Blake Carrington.
And Mr.
Carrington, the embodiment of wealth, of power and privilege, of ruthless violence, killed him.
He murdered him.
Make no mistake about that.
There sits a man, ladies and gentlemen, of whom it can be truly said that what he cannot buy or control or manipulate, he destroys.
Be it competitor, a friend, former wife, or a son.
Or a son's lover.
Blake Carrington destroys.
He destroys.
Mrs.
Carrington? Yes? Did the judge extend the recess until tomorrow? - No.
- But you're home.
Yes.
I'm not feeling well.
I see.
Well, is there anything one of the servants can do for you? Joseph, you knew Alexis Carrington when she was here, didn't you? I mean, you worked for her when--? I was employed by her.
Yes, I knew her.
Oh, if you're wondering whether what she said about Mr.
Carrington today is true Well, I'm not under sworn oath here, and it's hardly my style to discuss anything concerning Mr.
Carrington with Outsiders? Why don't you just say it? - I assume that's all? - That's all.
And now, let me speak to you, ladies and gentlemen, about the last witness the prosecutor called to the witness stand in an attempt to prove that what they call "murder in the first degree" was just that, and not, as we have contended, that it was all just a tragic accident, and only that.
Nothing more.
I am speaking, of course, about their melodramatic, almost cinematic surprise witness, Alexis Carrington.
The former Mrs.
Carrington.
It is, as you know, up to you 1 2 good and fair-minded people to judge whether or not what she testified earlier in this courtroom was the truth, or a blatant lie.
The pure and unadulterated truth from a victimized woman, or a vengeful lie from the mouth of a woman scorned.
Scorned because of her self-admitted unfaithfulness.
Which was it? I can answer that for you, ladies and gentlemen.
And I shall answer it loudly and clearly in this room of justice.
She lied.
She lied.
She has waited a long time, and she has traveled a long way to come here and to lie to each and every one of you good people.
What's your guess? How long? The verdict? Two hours, two days, maybe three.
Nobody ever guesses right.
Come on, I'll buy you a drink.
For a price.
For you to tell me why you won't let-- The subject of Alexis is closed.
- Mr.
Carrington-- - Mr.
Carrington will not be making any comment at this time.
He'll be happy to talk to you as soon as he's been acquitted.
Thank you, very much.
Thank you.
Thank you all.
I've gotta get back to the office, dictate some letters.
- All right.
- Do you wanna meet me? Have some dinner? - Out? - Out.
And leave my father alone tonight? Oh, come on, Fallon.
He's not alone.
Well, then where is Krystle? Oh, that's right, she's ill.
No, I don't wanna go out tonight.
Steven? What is it? Well, hey, I'm still your sister.
Siblings have been known to talk on occasion.
We talked, out in that hallway.
On that day, you told me I wanted to see our father pay for Ted's death.
When I was the one who was responsible, guilty.
We talked.
Steven, I've been through a lot too, haven't l? I was sick inside.
Look, I'm sorry.
But Blake's my father.
You always were and always will be my very favorite brother, okay? How about a daughter? I mean, what kind of daughter are you, Fallon? What's that supposed to mean? That your garbage about me doesn't matter.
That doesn't matter anymore.
But our mother, that lady tried to explain why she came back here, but you, you just transferred your garbage and you dumped it on her.
Well, I finally seem to have found a career for myself, after all of these years of sweet, antiseptic indolence.
I'm Gertie the garbage man.
A woman, person, a thing.
Tell me, just tell me, who needs a mother after 1 6 years of abandoning us? And don't tell me about any papers she signed, which she somehow didn't get around to mentioning had a price tag of $250,000 pinned to it.
Who told you that? Jeff, who heard it from Cecil a long time ago.
We-- You and I have been the talk of the club circuit for years.
Ever since three days before your seventh birthday, Steven.
No, don't tell me about any papers.
You've been around this outfit long enough to know what a signature means.
It's a name on a piece of paper, and pieces of paper can be burned, torn or shredded, or flushed down the toilet.
Well, she could have come to see us if she really wanted to for a day, or one week, or a month even.
But no, she picked this day to come back.
And now for only one reason, Steven.
To dig Blake Carrington's grave.
- The problem is that we can't go-- - Blake.
Get in the car, will you, Andrew? Don't I get a chance to say hello to Andrew? Obviously not.
Why not, Blake? He isn't talking much these days.
Orders from the chieftain, of course.
Is that why he didn't cross-examine me? Yes, I told him not to.
I ordered him not to.
Why? Because I thought there was a good chance that you might repeat that-- That piece of filth that you once told me.
I was surprised you didn't spit it out when Dunham was questioning you.
But I certainly couldn't risk it with you being cross-examined.
That filth is a lie, and we both know it.
- Do we? - Yes.
Now, Steven and Fallon have been hurt enough.
Not even you would want to hurt them more.
So many years and you still call it a lie.
Except Alexis never lies, Blake.
Oh, fibs, maybe.
Social fibs, my specialty.
Taught to me by the master when I was 1 7 years old.
"Oh, you look ravishing tonight, Marisa.
" "It's the party of the year, Duffy.
The party.
" But Alexis lie? Really, Blake.
So many years, you might of forgotten.
That night you first threw that lie at me, I warned you that if you ever repeated that to anyone l'd-- You'd kill me.
That still holds.
Blake, what you call filth may be a lie to you, but I still have it.
And when I'm ready, when I need a trump card, I'm going to play it.
I just heard a news report.
Must have been what Dunham was so upset about.
Claudia Blaisdel.
What about her? She and her daughter Lindsay were in an automobile accident.
You're a very lucky woman, Mrs.
Blaisdel.
You're going to be all right.
We'll do a couple more checks for possible concussion, and try to get you out of here in a couple of days.
- Lindsay.
- She's fine.
- No.
- She's fine.
You were both very lucky.
- I heard her.
She was hurt-- - She was hurt, just a little.
The way your car went off the road and turned over-- What do you mean? I wanna see her.
She's fine, she's fine.
- She's in better shape than you.
- I told you, I wanna see her.
And I told you, relax.
You must rest.
- I want to see my daughter, all right? - Look, he'll bring her back here in a little while, I'm sure.
What are you talking about? Your husband, he came to get her a little while ago.
Fine, I'm gonna call them at home, then.
No.
Look, I don't know how to tell you this.
It's hard for me.
They're not at home.
I don't know where they are.
Mrs.
Blaisdel, your husband left a message for you.
They're gone.
- And don't-- - Don't what? Don't try to find them.
You're lying to me.
I don't understand this.
I don't know why, but you're lying to me.
- I don't know why he's lying.
- Nurse.
Matthew never said that.
Look, I just want to get out of here.
Just let go of me and let me up, please.
Please stop lying to me.
Will you tell me something? Yes.
Did you ever find it? That special rainbow? Almost.
Twice.
Once in Hawaii and once in Corsica.
But somehow, it seemed to vanish into the sun before I could get my easel and my new life together.
Without you and without Fallon.
I'm sorry about the way Fallon acted before.
I'm not surprised.
Some things never change.
You were always my son, she was always her father's daughter.
It happens in most families.
But at the risk of sounding prejudiced, I'd like to say that I think that I was the luckier parent.
Do you know that you still blush in the same way? Poor Steven.
Oh, he was such a sweet and loving little boy.
And now you're a young man.
A good and handsome young man.
Man? Try that on my father someday.
Oh, I know.
You and your friend.
You mustn't be ashamed, Steven.
I'm not.
I'm lucky.
It was very special for a while.
- You loved him.
- Yes, very much.
Well, that doesn't make you any less a man.
Mr.
Dunham was just here.
He's a close friend of the family.
I didn't let him in to see her, not now, and I have no intention of saying yes to you.
Is Jake Dunham on the board of directors at this hospital, doctor? - No.
- I am.
Did Jake Dunham contribute $5 million to build this wing we're standing in right now? Look, she's under pretty heavy sedation.
Just a few minutes.
Thank you very much.
Claudia.
Go away.
I don't want to see you.
I must see you.
Why? You want to stand over another of your victims? Want to gloat over what's happened? Why, Mr.
Carrington? I had to come.
You see, in a way I'm responsible for you being here.
I don't know that.
Please, go.
Get out of here.
In that courtroom it was not my idea to put you on that stand.
The idea was presented to me early.
I rejected it early.
You see, of all the people that have been hurt in this, I never intended you to be one of them.
I beg you to believe that.
I don't believe anymore.
I don't believe in anything, Mr.
Carrington.
Not in love not in understanding not in trust.
Pain.
I believe in that.
I only believe in pain.
I wanted you to know that if you need any help, if you need help at any time Call you.
Yes.
Would you do that, please? Sorry, did I wake you? That's all right.
I was just taking a nap.
God, it's 5:30.
Jeff was gonna call me when it was time to go back to the courtroom.
Forget it.
There isn't going to be a call back.
The jury's still out, and the judge sequestered them for the night.
Dinner, bed and breakfast, on the house.
Not bad for a group of spectators at the Colosseum, watching the lions and that she-lion tear my father apart.
Why did you walk out? Are you asking me why I left the courtroom, Fallon? Left, walked out.
It's the same thing.
No, it's not the same thing.
I didn't feel well.
Yeah, that's what you told Jeff.
Are you doubting me? Heaven forfend.
Who should ever doubt or question the noble lady of the House of Carrington? And you are, and you always have been, ever so noble.
I'm not enjoying this little visit of yours.
Neither am l.
The fact is, do you want the truth and the whole truth, so help me God? I'm accusing you.
Accusing me of what, damn it? Of having deliberately walked out on my father today, because you believe that woman's lies about that man, her lover.
That's not true.
What's wrong with you? What are you, Fallon? I'm that.
Fallon Carrington Colby.
Accent on the Carrington.
And when you walked out on my father today, you as much as told that jury Blake Carrington is guilty.
No.
Look, you're confused and upset.
I can't blame you for that.
But don't try using me-- I'll use you for what you are, and for what you've done.
And if they don't set my father free, I won't rest until I pay you back.
Excuse me.
That Krystle.
She really knows how to do it.
- Do what? - Oh, play Camille.
Get him to go up to her after she walks out on him.
- Krystle? - Come in, Blake.
It's an empty room down there without you.
I asked Jeanette to tell you I wasn't hungry.
Well, she did tell me, but not very convincingly.
Well, I can't help what she thinks or how she relays messages.
And I can't help but feel that you're hiding from me tonight.
Just the same way you did this afternoon, suddenly.
What I'm trying to say is that I can understand how what you heard Alexis say on that stand sickened you to the point where you had to leave the courtroom.
Blake, I wasn't feeling well.
That's why I came home.
Yes, and then when you got here, you asked Joseph if Alexis had been telling the truth.
Was she? Yes, at least in part.
I did hurt that man.
I did give him some money.
I owed it to him for what I'd done to him.
But I never threatened her, and it was not my idea to suppress anything.
It was his.
He had seduced my wife and he was willing to let it go.
You don't believe that, do you? I do, but-- But what? Blake, I can understand the rage you felt that night.
I mean, your wife and another man, her lover.
But-- Well, there's a difference between rage and cruelty.
You mean Alexis, and exiling her from her own children? Yes.
Well, you're right.
It would be cruel.
Inexcusably cruel, but But you must believe me.
The only thing that kept her in exile was a trust fund that paid her a quarter of a million dollars a year.
That's what's important to her.
The only thing that's important to her.
Was it the money? The money? Oh, no, darling.
It wasn't the fear of losing my income that kept me away.
That trust fund is irrevocable.
Well, then why? Your father bought a lot more from Roger Grimes than just silence.
If I ever showed my face in Denver again, Roger was prepared to testify that I was the one who crippled him with that candlestick.
So when Jake Dunham told me that Roger had died two months ago, I realized that, finally, I could come back.
I can't believe him.
You know, it's really just more evidence that my father thinks he's God.
Let's change the subject.
This is for you, finally.
Go on, open it.
It's you, at 6.
Do you like it? Yes, very, very much.
I want you to have it.
Thank you.
I did it from memory, years after I left.
Because when you were 6, you would never sit for me.
Oh, only for about two or three minutes at a time.
But you were the most terrible squirmer.
You'd squirm and wriggle around in the chair and run out of the studio.
- I could never catch you.
- I did that? Yes.
Oh, I really loved that studio.
Do you know, Steven, I have you to thank for it? - No.
- Yes.
Your father had it built for me, and he gave it to me-- Land, deed and everything.
--as a present for giving him a son.
I had such happy times there.
They say you can't go home again.
Are you sure I can't have a tray sent up? No.
I think I'll go to bed early.
I'm sorry for all the wrong things I've done in anger.
I know what it's caused between us.
Roger Grimes, that was a lifetime ago.
And Ted Dinard it was a terrible mistake.
All I intended to do was to grab him and to shove him out of my house, and out of Steven's life.
I swear to you that after tomorrow, if I'm freed, I'll be different.
If I'm freed.
My God.