Dynasty s02e05 Episode Script

Excuse me, I wanna check in with my service.
Steven, can you hear me? Please hear me, son.
I want you to be all right.
I want you to know how much I love you.
I've always loved you.
We've had our differences, but it doesn't matter now.
Can you hear that, son? If you do squeeze my hand, son.
Please.
Blake.
Is he ever going to come out of this? And if he does, is he gonna be all right? - How is he? - He's still in a coma.
Now, darling, you're tired.
I want you to go home and get some rest.
- Now, it's been a very, very long night.
- For you too, Blake.
- I wanna stay.
I wanna wait with you.
- There's nothing that you can do here.
Well, at least I can see him.
I want to.
I know, I know.
But the doctors say that it's just his mother and me for now.
Blake.
Blake, please come back inside.
Our place is with our son.
Yes, I'll be with you in a minute, Alexis.
Now, look, I really must insist.
Nick.
Would you take Krystle home for me, please? Of course.
I thank you very much.
I appreciate it.
Do you mind if we stop for coffee on the way home? Of course not.
Listen to that.
Isn't that beautiful? Pete, the owner, he's a nut for classical music.
About the only the time of day he gets a chance to play it, when it's dead.
Here's a table.
Two espressos, please.
Ashkenazy.
What? The pianist.
Vladimir Ashkenazy.
Beautiful touch.
When I was age 5, I thought every kid on the Lower East Side took piano lessons from Professor Saumelli.
"Your fingers are like little hammers.
Twofour and" I still fool around with it once in a while.
Ravel and a few others wrote pieces for the left hand.
- What's wrong with your right--? - Right hand? Just a little accident.
It's a story, no big deal.
I'll tell you about it someday.
Since we're on the subject of hands, why don't we talk about yours? About the bum hand you feel you've been dealt, as they say.
The one that's bothering you right now.
Alexis? Is that her name? The first Mrs.
Carrington.
Sounds like the title of a trashy novel.
She's Steven's mother.
And she's not bothering me.
Stop kidding yourself.
If you don't mind, Dr.
Toscanni, I'd rather not pursue this.
It's still Nick.
- And you see her as a threat.
- I'm not one of your patients, Nick.
And if I ever want a psychiatrist, I'll make an appointment.
- She's no threat to you, Krystle.
- Please, that's enough.
Don't interrupt me when I'm on a hot roll.
And never, ever interrupt me and Ashkenazy.
You do see her as a threat, suddenly coming back into Blake's life.
A woman he didn't want in his life any longer.
He's with her now and not with you.
Why? Because their son's in bad shape.
That's not hard to understand.
Hey, come on, Krystle.
You should realize something about yourself.
More important than your beauty, you're a good woman.
- And believe me, I've seen a lot of-- - And I'm one of the good ones.
You're interrupting me again.
Yeah, you're damn good.
That's rare in your circle these days.
You're a prize, a valuable prize.
It's about time you recognize just how great your value is.
Your husband does.
I know Blake pretty well.
He can be ruthless sometimes.
But dumb? No.
He's not about to trade platinum for tin.
I'm finished.
You may speak now.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
For the consultation, I'll send a check in the morning.
What is it, $65? For you, That's because you can be as aggravating as hell sometimes.
Waiter, give her the check.
Oh, thanks, Blake.
Oh, thank you, Daddy.
- Thanks.
- It's black.
The machine ran out of cream.
It doesn't matter.
I talked to the head nurse, Alexis.
There's a room down the hall where you can rest.
Oh, no, Blake, no, I'm staying here.
I'll call you if he comes around.
When he comes around.
Daddy, what the doctor said about brain damage He only said "possible.
" Steven? This is room 21 1.
Have Dr.
Waverly paged.
Steven.
Oh, thank God.
Steven.
What happened? There was an accident and you were hurt, but you're going to be all right now.
My bed.
This isn't-- It's a hospital, son.
Accident? I don't remember.
At the house.
The pool.
You were running-- What house? What pool? When? Now, Steven.
I'm your father.
You remember me.
Father? Steven.
It's me, Fallon.
Fallon? You went off to find a rainbow.
Yes.
I'm your mother and I'm back with you.
- Pool? - It doesn't matter, son.
I don't remember any pool.
Running? My head.
What's wrong with my head? Why won't it work? It's all right, it's all right.
You recognized us.
My head.
Fog.
It's cold.
It's so cold, - so dark.
- You're gonna be all right.
I'm afraid.
Now, Steven, you must rest.
Just close your eyes.
Just rest.
That's it.
Rest.
Thank you.
Well, you don't have to stand there and wither.
Come on in.
Joseph didn't tell me you were in the house.
Well, where else would I be, Krystle? My son is coming home today and the doctors are pleased.
And I am ecstatic.
A little nervous, but ecstatic.
And you don't have to fret about the flowers.
They're not from your garden.
I had them sent in from Jurgen's.
Aren't they lovely? Most of his things are here.
I went over to his apartment last night and I did some packing and brought his clothes over.
At least what's necessary for now.
So you needn't concern yourself that he won't be comfortable.
Oh, he will be, Alexis.
Very comfortable.
I've arranged for a round of private nurses.
Oh, yes, well, that's terribly sweet of you, but it won't be necessary.
I heard about your thoughtfulness and I cancelled them.
Well, how did I do? Terrific.
Your time's 1 8 seconds better than yesterday's.
Not bad for an old man, huh? - Want a ride to work? - That'd be great.
Hop on.
Race starts in an hour.
You're gonna have customers before that.
Thanks for the lift, Pop.
How'd you do? Terrific.
According to Sammy Jo.
That little tramp becoming your coach and private cheerleader, Frank? I don't wanna hear that.
Besides, she's only trying to help.
Well, maybe I'm just becoming a little annoyed that she's taking too much time away from us.
We don't have any privacy around here as it is.
What do you want me to do, Bedelia? She's my kid, for crying out loud.
Some kid.
Do you know what I dreamt last night, Frank? I dreamt that she was made of ice cream and just sort of slowly melted away.
Give me a break, will you? Reporters crowded around earlier this afternoon as Blake Carrington and family members arrived to take Denver-Carrington heir, Steven Carrington, home from the hospital.
Young Carrington has been under-- My God, that's Krystle.
When he nearly drowned after falling into the family pool-- Who? --Carrington mansion-- My sister-in-law may have just solved our little problem.
What, especially, don't I like? Tapioca.
Now, that's very interesting.
Because in the Freud section of the Vienna Library there's at least 1 0 books on the subject.
People who hate tapioca.
The question was, what especially don't you like about yourself? You mean, aside from everything? Oh, come on, give me a break, will you? That's an old Claudia-type answer.
At least give me a variation on theme.
I'm due that.
You're not due anything.
I don't owe you anything, doctor.
Well, you tell that to Blake Carrington.
He's picking up the tab.
The only thing Blake Carrington is doing is trying to find out where my daughter is so I can go to her.
That's it.
All right.
Meanwhile, what do you choose to do? You choose to walk around here alone.
You sit up there in your room and eat alone.
Krystle has invited you down for coffee, but no, to go shopping together, no.
You choose to be alone.
Why? Because I'm growing fonder and fonder of my private world.
It's not real, Claudia.
I have nothing to contribute to the real world.
No self-esteem.
- Minimal, okay? - No, damn it.
Because without it, we rot.
Why are you out here today? Well, I wanted to take a walk, alone.
Sorry to crowd your fun.
It's all right.
You'll be gone in about 1 5 minutes, back to your other patients.
As a matter of fact, I won't.
You've been exercising? I mean, there's a pool here.
You swim? Tennis courts.
Do you play? Horses, you go giddyup-giddyup? Stop talking to me like I'm a child.
Well, I'm not getting anywhere with you as an adult.
Hey.
Why don't you wait on that for a while? He just got home.
He still needs recovery time.
Okay? You mean, you think I'm so neurotic that if I go up to him to say hello that I'm going to upset him? Well, thank you, doctor.
Really, I mean that does wonders for my self-esteem.
Claudia.
Whoa, Steven.
I thought it'd be best if we gave you another room.
That all right with you? That's good.
Well, what do you think? It's fine, Dad.
I asked the others not to come up just yet, Steven.
I wanted a couple of minutes alone with you in here.
I had kind of a long speech prepared about how sorry I am for everything that's happened between us.
That's all behind us now.
I just wanted to say: Welcome home, son.
It's good to be back.
Morning.
How's the Olympic swimmer today? Welcome home, Steven.
How's your leg? - It's fine.
- Blake.
Well, what do you say we do a couple of neuro checks Iike we did in the hospital, huh? He doesn't waste much time, does he? - Come on, now.
- Nick.
Eyes closed, arms extended, palms down.
Come on, come on, come on.
- Now, touch nose with left index.
- I don't understand, Nick.
Touch your nose with your left index finger.
- I'm terrific.
- Return to your original position.
- Am I terrific? - You are terrific, very good.
- Then why are you checking me out? - Eyes open.
Okay, follow my hand.
Follow my hand.
So why is a shrink looking me over if my brain is really okay? You're terrific.
Look, I got my clothes wet saving your life.
Let's say I have a vested interest.
Everything's great, Steven.
Just get a couple of days' rest and a good night's sleep.
"A nap during the day.
" You told me that yesterday.
Oh, and you remembered.
Just take it easy, don't push it, that simple.
Listen to the man, now.
- Bye-bye.
- Bye.
Oh, Nick.
I wanna know.
Has he really come out of this with absolutely no brain damage? It's too soon to tell, Blake.
Can't anything be done? I'm afraid not.
It's gonna take time.
Well, I'm very, very grateful to you, Nick.
For caring, for everything.
I'm in your debt.
Well, we all have debts to settle, Blake.
Of one kind or another.
I'll be back to see him soon.
I shouldn't be any later than 5 tonight, darling.
If you or Steven want me, I'll be at the office.
It's so nice to see you happy.
Well, my son is home.
Apparently, he's forgiven me.
I have you and you're carrying my child.
Yes, I am.
I'm very happy.
Oh, by the way, it might be more like 5:30.
I have an errand to run.
Mrs.
Carrington.
There's a man at the front gate who says he wants to see you.
Well, who is it, Joseph? His name is Frank Dean.
He insists he's your brother-in-law.
Have Mr.
Dean sent up to the house.
Frank? Krystle.
Oh, you look great.
Long time, no see.
Thank you.
What a beautiful house this is.
Hey, I'm proud of you, kid.
You've done all right for yourself.
Come a long way from Dayton, Ohio, huh? I would have let you know where I was if you'd kept in touch after lris died.
Yeah, well, I'll bet you're real sore about that.
I am, Frank.
She was my sister.
She had a baby, a niece, I'd like very much to have kept in touch with.
Well, I didn't think you'd want to.
Let's face it.
You weren't exactly crazy about the idea of lris marrying a kid racecar driver in the first place.
I don't blame you.
You had better ideas for her.
I just wanted her to be happy, Frank.
That's all.
I think she was.
I did my best.
Ask Sammy Jo.
- How is she? - Oh, she's great.
She's not a baby anymore.
She's an innocent little beauty.
She's really beautiful.
She asked about her Aunt Krystle a lot.
Wanted to know where you were, what-- I said I didn't know.
Last I heard, you were out West someplace.
Then I'm watching TV last night and bang, there you are.
Your husband, what, he's some kind of an oil big-shot or something, huh? Your husband.
Don't get me wrong, Krystle.
I'm not here for a handout, if that's what you're thinking.
Have a seat.
Look at this.
Well, what are you here for, Frank? Well, Sammy Jo.
She wants to see you.
Well, I wanna see her, very much.
That's no problem.
Well, she wants to get to know you.
I mean, I don't mean just getting together for tea, like they say.
I don't either.
She can stay a weekend, a week, however long you'll be here.
I'm only gonna be here another day or so.
I have to fly to Honolulu for a race.
It's a biggie.
They're bringing over a lot of really good drivers.
The problem is, is that that they won't pop for the airfare for my kid.
She's at a funny age, you know.
I really don't like to leave her alone.
I don't know what to do.
I just told you, she can stay as long she'd like.
It might be a couple weeks.
- Fine.
- Really? - Yeah.
- Great.
Boy.
You're sure your husband won't mind? Oh, he won't mind.
It's a big house.
There are rooms here I haven't even seen yet.
So it's all settled.
I'm sorry, Steven.
I didn't mean to awaken you.
What's the matter? I know you.
Of course you do.
You're my father's wife.
Yes.
But I don't-- I can't remember your name.
Krystle.
Not a very common name.
- But I couldn't remember it.
- It's all right.
It's not.
What's the matter with me? Steven, please don't be frightened.
It's gonna be all right.
Krystle.
May I have a word with you outside, please? Excuse us, Steven.
You upset him.
He was having a problem with my name.
- We were told it could happen.
- You upset him.
And I'm ordering you not to upset him.
- Ordering me? - Yes.
- It's my house.
- And I'm his mother.
Strange.
I mean, how he had trouble remembering who you were.
My name.
He doesn't have any trouble at all remembering who I am.
Must be a lot of tension in his mind associated with you.
Strange.
I mean you.
How you have this uncanny talent for coloring things the way you want them to appear.
Even when you're under oath on the witness stand.
But that doesn't make them true, Alexis.
So anyway, you're gonna be staying with your Aunt Krystle for the next couple weeks.
- Aunt Krystle? Mom's sister? - Yeah.
I didn't even know if she was dead or alive.
Hey, she's alive, Sammy Jo.
And living in a big house.
Hey, I mean big.
They got a swimming pool, I'll bet it's as big as that track.
And servants.
They've got butlers, maids.
Hey, honey, I could never afford a vacation like this for you.
Honey.
But I don't wanna be with a bunch of strangers.
Why can't I go with you like I always have? Please, Daddy? Bedelia's going, isn't she? Yeah.
Oh, look, pumpkin, I just want you to have some fun.
I mean, some real fun.
I want you to be waited on like a princess.
Which is what you are.
You know that.
Hey, you might even get a couple of pretty dresses out of this.
She's rich, baby.
I mean rich.
I'm talking diamonds-and-emeralds rich.
Steak-dinner-for-the-dogs rich.
You're gonna have a ball.
Besides you have to go.
Look, let me give you some money for a cab over there.
Here, take this, whatever you have left over, keep it.
- Okay, for spending money.
- Okay.
Not that you're going to need it.
Why don't you go on in and pack? Everything looks very nice, Joseph.
My niece should like it.
I should hope so, Mrs.
Carrington.
Would you ask Jeanette to bring up some fruit and cookies? She's a teenager, probably with an appetite to match.
I'm not gonna stop this until you come out.
What's going on? Your car's in the shop being repaired.
- Overnight.
- Too long.
Besides it's only a two-seater.
Every special woman should have a set of cars.
A two-seater and a four-seater.
There you are, darling.
It's all yours.
- Blake, it's a Rolls, it's too expensive.
-"It's too expensive.
" I know.
I'd have had it gift-wrapped except that the dealer ran out of ribbon.
- Pink and blue.
- Blake, it's too much.
No, it isn't.
No, not for what you're giving me.
A child, new hopes, new beginnings.
Blake.
And if you'll look inside, you'll see that it's registered in your name, not the company's.
Madam, shall we go for a little spin? A test run? Okay.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Baby present, Krystle? Isn't it beautiful? Well, if you like your status symbols square, you've sure got it.
Bye.
Don't let Fallon bother you, darling.
I don't, Blake.
Not even Fallon can wreck this moment for me.
These just came in.
What about them, Jeff? Well, I can't believe what they say.
That Blake Carrington isn't included in the California oil deal.
You and he are partners in it.
The Californians wouldn't take Blake as part of my package.
Despite my fight for him.
Now, did you fight, Uncle Cecil? I fought.
Believe me, I fought.
- Well, how hard? - I don't like the question.
I don't like your tone of voice.
Now, you listen to me and listen well.
Friendship is one thing.
Business, another.
Something I devoutly hope you'll learn before you have to take over Colbyco.
Well, if betraying a friend is part of the deal, I think I'll pass.
I didn't betray Blake, his own actions did.
Here.
Have you read this article on Denver-Carrington? Yes, I read it.
I also offered to punch the guy who wrote it.
Well, you obviously didn't punch him and he obviously did write it.
Well, I don't have time for this.
Nor do you.
What I want is for you to get me all the facts you can on Blake's football team.
What's that have to do with any of this? I don't want any questions, Jeff.
Just facts.
Get them.
Get them by tomorrow.
That's all.
Come in, please.
Joseph, what's all this? Good afternoon, Steven and you'll see.
You'll see.
This is the biggest Frisbee I've ever seen.
Are you ready? Presenting little Dottie Dimples.
That's it.
- It's so good to see you.
- It's good to see you too, Fallon.
- You look wonderful.
- Come on.
Well, nearly wonderful.
Ninety-nine percent wonderful and getting there.
So how's? - Jeff.
- Yes, Jeff.
He's excited.
I'm Well, I should say, we're trying to start a family.
Give Blake his first grandchild.
How's that for making the old man happy? But you.
What am I gonna do with you to make you happy now that I've got you back in my clutches? Should I sneak downstairs and bring you some doughnuts Iike when you had the measles? Or maybe some salt-water taffy Iike the time you faked whatever it was you faked to get out of going to Fritzie's lodge that weekend? Fraud.
My gorgeous fraud of a brother.
Fallon.
Showtime's over.
Sorry, folks, no encores.
Maybe later.
Aren't you two talking yet? Oh, well, a word here and there.
Oh, but what matters is that you're getting better.
And that you and your father are back together again.
He really loves you, Steven.
Almost as much as I do.
And you know something? What's happened with you, it's even giving us a chance to reconcile our differences.
Steven? I'm sorry.
I was thinking about Fallon.
She just said she was going to try to give Blake a grandchild.
And Does she know she's not his daughter? No.
So I said I'm not in this to lose money.
Have you seen this, Blake? "The Carrington Mistakes.
" Oh, yes.
Yes, I've seen it.
First-class hatchet job.
"Carrington has been convicted of manslaughter which further illustrates how he always acts on his emotions.
" "That raises the question: Should stockholders trust this man with their investments, a man who personally stands for violence?" Yes, you were blasted.
Now I'm being blasted, Blake.
My board of directors, they're continuing to put the pressure on me.
- What is it, Cecil? - Well, you know as well as I do, when they gang up on you, they squeeze hard.
Just give it to me straight, will you? What is it? I'm sorry.
I'm forced to call in that loan I made to you.
Immediately.
Well, that's $9 million in cash.
Which I don't have right now.
You never put a time limit on that loan.
That's right.
Which meant it could be called in at any time.
But there is a way, Blake.
Well, your "buts" are usually slings or arrows or both.
But I'm intrigued, Cecil.
What is your way? I'll call off the debt, I'll throw in a million cash.
I wanna buy your football team.
That team is worth at least $20 million and you know it.
You have the offer, you make the decision.
The answer is no.
You want your money, you'll get it.
- Oh, how? - That's my damn business.
Without me to bail you out again this time? I don't need you.
Well, I have an appointment, Blake.
We'll talk.
And so the two pirates part company as one stands alone on the plank.
With you ready to give the final push.
Right, Cecil? I wouldn't try that if I were you.
Here you go.
Thank you.
Hi, I'm Sammy Jo Dean, Mrs.
Carrington's niece.
Oh, yes.
Come in.
She's out driving at the moment.
She'll be back in a little while.
You can leave that there.
The butler will bring it up to your room later.
- Well, what's our name? - It's Joseph.
Like half of mine.
Samantha Josephine.
We're Jo and Joe.
It's Joseph.
A lot of people don't like nicknames.
Boy, is this really a house? It looks more like that movie.
You know, Tara and Gone With the Wind.
I feel like Scarlett O'Hara.
"Which one of you foxy twins is gonna take me to the barbecue?" I'm pleased you like it.
Talk about neat.
- But it's so quiet.
- We rather like it that way.
Well, what do y'all do around here for kicks? I suggest you ask your aunt when she returns.
- Joseph.
- Yes? Any chance of me getting a pizza? Pizza? Well, I hardly had any lunch.
And I don't care if it's plain.
But if you've got those green peppers - Hold on the anchovies.
- Miss Dean.
Dinner is served precisely at 8:00 in the family dining room.
I don't think pizza is on the menu.
Duckling is.
We dress for dinner.
And for Steven's breakfast, I want him to have two poached eggs on whole wheat toast.
And tell Mrs.
Gunnerson to make sure that the orange juice is freshly squeezed just before it's sent up to his room.
I'm sorry.
Aunt Krystle? Who are you? Well, if you are my aunt, I'm your niece.
Sammy Jo, remember? You invited me here.
Well, I didn't.
But your aunt probably did.
- You're not her? - No, I'm not.
Well, my aunt Krystle invited me.
And am I ever glad.
I mean, is this a palace? Frank wasn't fooling, that's for sure.
- Frank? - My daddy.
See, my mother ran away with him in Dayton and they got married and had me.
We lived in Memphis until I was about 7.
And Aunt Krystle came and visited us once for about a month.
But you don't care about this.
Oh, but I do.
You're a very interesting girl and a very pretty girl too.
Ohio.
That's a beautiful state.
I drove through there once.
Where in Dayton did your family live? Some street, I don't even remember what it was.
And what was your Aunt Krystle's name in those days? Grant.
Like in Ulysses S.
You know, some people still hate him in Memphis.
Believe it? So I've heard.
Well, it was very nice meeting you, dear.
Likewise.
What's your name? I'd like the number for a Martin-- No, that's Morgan Hess, please.
H-E-S-S.
Yes, that's right.
No, no, no.
Not his residence, his office.
No, I don't remember the street.
It's somewhere downtown.
He's a private investigator.
Hi.
- Hi.
- I'm Sammy Jo Dean, Krystle Carrington's niece.
Steven Carrington.
- You're her-- - Stepson.
Yeah.
Did you hurt yourself or something? Yes.
Does it hurt? Well, it did.
It's better now.
It's getting better.
Well, that's good.
I'm gonna be around for a couple weeks.
My daddy's a stock-car racer and he had to go off.
So he couldn't take me with him.
So this is kind of a vacation, like he said, for me.
I usually work.
The stadiums.
I mean, when there's an opening at one of the ice-cream stands.
- That's my specialty and I'm good.
- Oh, I bet you are.
Because, see, there's more to it than the average customer realizes.
Like how you have to be careful at how much you dip or you lose the profit.
I hope I don't make that sound like cheating.
Oh, no, no.
Because, see, there is some cheating in stock-car racing.
- Is there? - Sure.
The drivers call it "cheating neat.
" But everybody knows about it and it's all part of the fun.
You know, with the crowds cheering and the music playing and the minister blessing "that nobody should get himself killed on this exciting day ahead.
" And everybody's just smiling away while they're watching the races.
- It sounds like fun.
- Oh, it is.
Especially the drafting and slingshotting, the caroming and flip-flopping, theand bamming.
I kind of miss it already.
- I also do hair.
- You do? Well, you can't scoop up ice cream for the rest of your life.
So I'm learning how to become a stylist.
By mail.
You got real nice hair.
What's your name again? Steven.
Well, you've got awful nice hair, Steven.
Well, thank you.
Sammy Jo? - Aunt Krystle? - That's me.
- Hi, Steven.
- Hi, Krystle.
Gosh, you're as beautiful as my mom used to say.
Oh, she was the beautiful one, Sammy Jo.
Gosh, you look just like her.
Oh, I'm so excited to have you here.
I hope you'll like it.
I know I'm gonna like it here.
Hello? Mr.
Hess.
Yes, you may remember me.
I'm Alexis Carrington.
Yes.
Yes, it has been rather a long time, hasn't it? I would like you to take on a little job for me.
A sort of checking out, as it were.
The subject's name is Mrs.
Blake Carrington.
Formerly known as Krystle Grant.
I want to know everything about her.
Everything.