Dynasty s02e08 Episode Script

I'm glad I caught you before you left for the office.
I've been waiting for that, Joseph.
Well, here it is.
Mr.
Bellamy opened the shop when I told him it was important that you have it immediately.
Thank you.
How is Mrs.
Carrington this morning? I don't know.
She didn't come down for breakfast.
Well, I'm sure Hilda sent up a tray.
No, she didn't want a tray.
She didn't want anything.
I know how difficult this is for you both, your wife losing the baby and you having to see how despondent she is, but, you know, it takes time in cases like this.
Yeah, but it's been weeks.
It's been enough time.
Well, I know how you feel.
At least, how I feel when someone close to me is ill.
I resent it because I want that someone to get well.
--and that French boutique, Nicole's, called and said they have a new shipment of silk knits.
Won't show them till you take your pick.
Jeanette, phone them and tell them I won't be coming into town.
Well, you know Madame Nicole.
She'll be more than glad to bring the clothes here.
And she's so full of those funny little jokes that you'll-- No.
Would you excuse us, please, Jeanette? Beautiful day, isn't it? A lot like that first day we met, remember? Vaguely.
Well, let me help you.
You came into my office for that interview and I asked you what, other than the job with that prestigious outfit at Denver-Carrington, what was the most important thing to you? And you answered what? I don't know.
You said, "Life.
Living life to the fullest.
" And then you said, "On a day like this, why, it's all made that much easier.
" Darling, it's that kind of a day again.
Why don't we enjoy it together? I'll have Alfred come pick you up at 1 2:00.
- Then we'll go to lunch at Romand's-- - Blake, stop it, please.
You don't want to be with me? It's not you.
It's me.
It's just how I feel.
Well, tell me, how do you feel, darling? Try to tell me, please.
Useless.
Empty.
Well, that'll pass.
You know that.
I want to know that.
When I want something, I reach for it, like-- Like I reached for you.
Blake, I'm just tired.
For Mrs.
Carrington, with love, from Mr.
Carrington.
I don't want it, Blake.
Why not? Because I could never wear it without remembering that you gave it to me for having failed you.
Oh, Krystle.
Krystle, not being able to have another child is a great disappointment to both of us, but just read the morning newspaper and you'll see that we're not the only tragedy in the world.
I try, Blake, but I can't.
Not yet.
I want you to take this, I want you to put it on later and I want you to be ready when Alfred comes to pick you up.
No.
I'm sick.
Can't you see that? Can't you? Yes.
Yes, I can see that.
I'm going to have Nick Toscanni stop by to see you.
Dr.
Toscanni? Why? Because I think you need some help.
Blake, he won't help me.
- Just like these pearls won't help me.
- But what will help you? - I don't know.
- Well, that's just the point, isn't it? You don't know what's best for you, but I do know.
Blake, don't make me talk to him, please.
Whether you want to or not, you will.
I have my own share of problems right now, darling, but believe me, there's one problem I intend to solve.
Thank you, Mary.
- Morning, Blake.
- Morning.
- Oh, Jeff.
- Yes, Blake? Now, when you get to the office, the minute you get there, call Washington and get ahold of those lawyers that we retain there.
About Rashid Ahmed? Right, the mystery man.
And the key to my oil.
There's no word on him yet? Nothing except that he's somewhere in Europe.
Now, you tell those lawyers that I must know where that somewhere is.
How nice.
How very, very nice, Aldo.
My favorite suite in all ltaly.
Management's pleasure, Signora Carrington.
If not that of one of your countrywomen.
Oh, did I dispossess someone? A very nasty, as you say, lady from the state of Tennessee.
- We hope the flowers please you.
- Oh, yes.
They're absolutely beautiful, as usual.
And this one This one deserves this place of honor.
Grazie, Signora Carrington.
If there is anything else I can do for you Oh, yes, please distribute this amongst those lovely boys.
And tell Carlo-- He is still the wine steward here, isn't he? Well, tell him that I'm expecting a very important visitor tonight and I'd like a chilled bottle of Dom Perignon '59 ready to be sent up.
And please, enjoy Rome.
I always do, Aldo.
I know that it's a first appointment for me and that you're all booked, but I'd rather not wait.
I'd like to see Dr.
Holton as soon as I can.
Today, if possible.
Oh, no? Tomorrow morning? That's awfully early.
Is that the only appointment she has? Nine-thirty? Yes, it's a little early, but 9.
:30, I'll be there.
I just wish-- A penny for your wish.
Oh, it's hardly worth it.
How about if I up the ante? What are you talking about? I wanna know who you were on the phone with.
Why? Call it husbandly curiosity.
Well, call it a wife making an appointment with her hairdresser.
Oh, he does hair too? He's a she.
Estelle, you know that.
- What's his name? - What's whose name, for God's sakes? This guy you've been seeing.
This guy you were just on the phone with.
How paranoid can we get? Very, when we're dealing with a Fallon.
Okay, I'm trapped.
I confess.
There's this guy, this fabulous guy.
Consummate lover.
The only thing is, Jeff, I'm very careful not to call him until you're safely at work.
Have you seen Joseph around? I've been-- Sorry, no.
Hello, Dottie? No, this isn't Bill, this is Steven.
Steven Carrington.
Remember we met the other night at the Blue Onion? Right.
Listen, I thought maybe if you weren't too busy tonight, we Well, what about tomorrow night? Good.
I'll pick you up.
Seven o'clock.
Did you find Joseph? No, no, no, he's out.
He's getting something for Blake.
I came back to see you and ask you, why are you sore at me? Why would I be sore at you? I don't know.
I figured it might be a reaction.
You know, my being hired by Blake and working at the office with him and you off at the refinery.
That? You wanna know what I feel about that? Relief.
You're the son Blake ought to have had and-- No, no, I'm not, and I don't wanna be.
Listen, Jeff.
You and my father fit.
You work hard, you're organized, you're deft at what he considers deft.
You even married what he calls the right kind of girl.
- Fallon? - Is everything okay with you two? - I mean, the way you sound-- - Is the way I feel.
I'm afraid there's another guy.
Come on, Jeff.
Now, you're wrong.
She said you two were trying to have a kid.
- How could there be another guy? - There is.
Who? I don't know.
All I know is I love her.
I'd fight for her if I knew who to fight.
The thing is, we end up fighting each other.
Let me talk to her.
Sometimes she even listens to me.
Thanks, but that's my territory.
Trouble is, it's getting tougher and tougher to make an appointment with her.
I got your message, Blake.
What's so urgent? Thank you for coming, Nick.
Sit down.
You know my situation.
I've got pressures coming at me from all sides, including five tankers filled with oil that I can't get my hands on.
General that took over that country went bananas and you want me to go there and straighten him out, is that it? No, it's Krystle.
Still depressed? She's getting worse.
I can't get her to leave the house.
I see.
Well, what can I do to help? I want you to treat her.
I want you to take her on as your patient.
She agree to that? - No.
- You did talk to her about it, though.
Yes, but, you see, she's in no condition to know what's best for her.
The answer's no, Blake.
No? Why not? Simple, basic.
If she doesn't want my help, I can't give her help.
Well, Claudia Blaisdel didn't exactly welcome you with open arms, as I recall.
Look what you did for her.
She's gone through our training program here.
She's working, she's beginning to function as a normal person-- They're different people, a different situation.
I don't wanna hear that, Nick.
You're a doctor.
You're a psychiatrist.
Now, be one for my wife.
She needs your help.
She's crying out for your help.
No matter what she thinks.
I love the woman.
I don't want to see her die inside.
Now, will you see her today, please? All right, I'll do it.
Thank you.
When you wanna help somebody, there's no stopping you, is there? Joseph said you were here.
Good afternoon.
Looks like you're not too happy about it.
My book shows you were supposed to be at my office at 2:00 this afternoon.
You weren't.
I'd like to know why.
I went out for a walk and I forgot.
And then when I remembered, it was too late.
- I know you have other appointments.
- Right, you could have phoned.
You ever think of that? - Yes, I was going to.
- What happened? I just told you.
You're trying to dodge this whole thing, aren't you? - Look, I just said it, I was out walking.
- I know what you said, but you haven't given me an answer to the question.
Now, look, if you don't want me to treat you, just tell me.
All right, I don't want you to treat me.
- I didn't make the appointment.
- Your husband did.
Yes.
All right, no problem there.
I have plenty of other patients who can't seem to resist me.
And they even call me on their own.
You know, Krystle, when I first met you, you were a beautiful, lively lady.
Now you're a beautiful, lifeless lady.
To me, if you're happy the way you are, that's your business.
Your husband's secretary booked a whole slate of appointments with me.
If you want, I'll cancel them, okay? Okay, Mrs.
Carrington, I'm a busy man.
Very busy.
If you happen to change your mind, you call me.
Don't get me wrong, Jeff.
I admire it very much.
Your backbone in quitting Colbyco, that took guts.
And now that you've x-rayed me, Uncle Cecil I want you to come back and work for me.
I know, you think you're your own man now, but Blake and I are just the same: captains of the ship.
And no one is his own man as long as somebody else controls the tiller.
With me, you're family, Jeff.
With Blake, you're just an in-law.
- How's Fallon, by the way? - Fine.
I hear she wants to start a family.
Splendid news.
Well, I don't expect an answer now.
Just think it over.
I have.
No way.
Well, I'll have to try again someday.
By the way, I hear Denver-Carrington's working on a new process for extracting oil from shale.
Splendid news too, uncle.
Look, I'm not a spy for you.
If you wanna learn about oil and shale and Denver-Carrington, why don't you ask Blake at the tiller? Or aren't you two sailing the same waters these days? - I'm so sorry.
- Oh, no, it's all right.
- Mrs.
Blaisdel.
- Oh, hello, Mr.
Colby.
Hello to you.
And to your new look.
We first met at that dinner party at Blake's.
You appeared so uncomfortable.
- Now you - Well, now I feel good.
I mean, better.
Ever since I got the job here with Mr.
Carrington-- Yes, I heard about that.
What's Blake got you doing? Hi.
Well, at the moment, he's got me going over these files and correcting them for errors.
It's a beginning, but it's exciting.
I'll bet.
Especially the oil-shale file.
Haven't gotten to that one yet.
I'm sure you will.
It was nice seeing you, Mr.
Colby.
And it'll be nice, very nice, to celebrate this new job of yours with you, Mrs.
Blaisdel.
If I may, I'd like to take you to dinner tomorrow night.
I don't think I can.
Why not? Do I frighten you? Believe me, those rumors about me are grossly exaggerated.
I wish they weren't, but they are.
So do I hear a yes? - Yes.
- Good.
I'll have my secretary call you for your address.
We'll make it an early evening, because tomorrow I have to be in San Francisco.
Bye-bye.
Rashid.
Rashid.
Darling, you look wonderful.
You haven't changed a bit.
To which I must say the same thing, Alexis, about you.
But it would not be a lie.
You are beautiful.
You don't even show any jet lag.
Well, I fight that like a savage.
Besides, I had this terribly boring seatmate who lulled me to sleep with stories of intrigue in Washington.
Midnight here.
What time is it in your Denver? Oh, I don't know, 2:00, 3:00.
What difference does it make? Time never meant anything to me.
"The beautiful woman who is always too busy enjoying herself, wherever it is, to be worried about what time it is wherever she is not.
" You remember me saying that.
Capri, wasn't it? Oh, yes, I remember.
The terrace.
The evening.
You.
To Capri.
To Portofino.
To Dubrovnik.
How sweet of you to remember everything.
And how sweet of you to leave Santa Margherita and come and see me in Rome.
For this rendezvous.
But tell me, Alexis, what sort of rendezvous? Pleasure? With you, Rashid, what else would it be? An impulsive desire for me again suddenly, would you not say? You know, for a businessman, you kiss extremely well still.
Businessman? You have always been the most fascinating one I've ever known.
Despite your sex.
So, what is the deal this time? Deal? Oh, Rashid.
What on earth are you talking about? I'm talking about Alexis.
There is a deal, I presume.
You know, you can be very presumptuous at times.
And usually right.
Oh, yes, there is a deal.
You owe me a favor.
You don't think I'd forgotten, do you? Never.
So, what is it for? Just five tankers of oil.
Very romantic.
Shall we talk about them after I've ordered some musicians to play in the background? A very businesslike tarantella? No musicians, Rashid.
And no talk.
Not tonight.
Tomorrow.
We'll talk tomorrow.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- How'd the checkup go? - Okay.
I Doctor told me to keep taking my pills, so I had to come back and pick them up.
I'm not fooling with this jitney of yours.
I'm just looking.
Yeah? What do you see? Needs a tune-up.
You know, I couldn't tell just by looking.
Some girls know about stoves or clothes, I know about motors.
Pop used to say I could just hear a noise and know where to look.
Steven, I could tune this up for you and it'd do a lot better out at the track.
Or maybe we could take the Trans Am.
Oh, that'd really be something.
Well, sure.
We'll talk about it.
Later.
I gotta punch a time clock right now.
I'm late enough as it is.
Steven.
We could take the Trans Am out tonight when you come home.
I have something to do tonight, Sammy Jo.
But we'll do it another time.
Soon.
Okay.
Are you looking for something? No, I just love this car.
All these cars.
Aunt Krystle's Rolls-Royce, your Clenet.
Clenet.
Sounds prettier when you say it.
Boy, it sure does pay to be a girl in this family.
And what about your family? When is your father due to pick you up? Soon.
You can get dressed now, Mrs.
Colby.
Come on into my office and we'll discuss what you're to do for the next several months.
Am I pregnant? The tests appear to be positive.
Congratulations, Mrs.
Colby.
And to Mr.
Colby.
All of your other tests were excellent.
You're a very healthy young woman.
It's going to be a good pregnancy.
Now, this is all good news to you, isn't it? Can I ask you something, doctor? Something of a personal nature? Well, of course.
What, Mrs.
Colby? Thank you, Severiano.
May I ask you something rather private, Claudia? You can try.
Well, maybe it's not all that private, but I'm curious.
Why did you go to work for Blake? Well, partly because he was good enough to offer me a job.
And the other part? Matthew-- That's my husband.
--took my daughter away from me.
Yes, I know.
Mr.
Carrington and his people are trying to locate them so I can get Lindsay back.
I wanna be near them while they're trying.
It's that simple.
I see.
Have his people had much luck, as far as you know? No, they haven't.
Well, you know, Colbyco is much bigger than Denver-Carrington.
We have offices all over the world.
Why don't I drop a discreet word about this to my people? That is, if you don't mind.
No, I don't mind.
That's very nice of you.
As you get to know me better, you'll discover I'm very nice.
Well, as a plot to cheer up Krystle and welcome her back to human society, this family gathering's turning into a wake.
Where is she, anyway? She'll be down in a couple of minutes.
Steven coming, Blake? He said he had a date that he would rather not break.
I didn't ask him to do it.
Oh, Steven and his mysterious dates.
And what about Sammy Jo, also conspicuous in her absence? Probably roller-skating in the attic.
I'm sorry it took me so long.
Krystle.
Krystle, you look beautiful.
- Thank you, Jeff.
- You do.
And I love your new worry beads.
Nice.
A woman can always use more worry beads.
Blake surprised me with them.
They are lovely, aren't they? A little white wine? Please.
When I walked in, I heard you were talking about roller skates.
Is Sammy Jo here? No.
I bumped into her earlier in the garage.
She was caressing my Clenet.
Your niece, Krystle, is very impressed with how, in her words, "How it pays to be a girl in this family.
" Well, who can blame her? She sees you get a Rolls for expecting a baby, pearls for losing it-- - Knock it off.
- Oh, l-- Excuse me, I left something upstairs.
Fallon.
Damn.
Krystle.
Darling, she didn't mean that.
- She says things-- - I know.
You were all nervous tonight because I was nervous.
I'm just not ready, Blake.
No, no.
Please don't go upstairs.
Let's go for a drive.
Maybe stop off at the St.
Dennis for drinks and dinner and-- Not tonight.
You go.
I'm tired.
You did it again, didn't you? Okay, I said something dumb.
Really dumb.
- I'll apologize for it tomorrow.
- Why not right now? - Because I have to go.
- Where? The Junior League.
I'm into good works finally, or haven't you heard? What's his name? We're not gonna start that again, are we? If you're so sure I'm cheating on you, why don't you follow me? I'll drop a rose petal every quarter of a mile if you should lose me.
I don't wanna lose you.
Can't you understand that? Guess not.
I think you're making this all up, Stevie.
- Oh, do you? - Yes.
Like you make everything up.
I mean, do you really expect me to buy that line about your working in a refinery? Oh, I do work in a refinery.
What kind of refinery? A very fine refinery.
Hey, what do you say we split this place and try another place? Or my place.
Yeah.
Definitely your place.
Come on, let's go.
- Good evening, Edward.
- Good evening, Mr.
Carrington.
I don't need a table.
I just dropped by for a nightcap.
Well, now, look who we have here.
Dottie, this is my boss who runs the refinery.
Boss, this is Dottie.
How do you do? Hello.
Give me a double, please.
I'm different with you than I've been with any man.
My thing has always been conquest.
Scalps on my belt.
- I don't want your scalp, Nick.
- That's nice to know.
- I want you to like me.
- Oh, I do, I do.
- I think you're adorable.
- No, I mean really like me.
And someday I want you to respect me too, the way I respect you.
Respect me? You hardly know me.
Well, I know that I can't outthink you and I can't manipulate you.
I don't want to.
I think, actually, you're the first grown-up man I've ever met.
Oh, God, who wants to be grown-up? I want to, and I wanna marry a grown-up man that I love.
I love you.
I wanna marry you.
Oh, Fallon.
You're looking for a way out of an unhappy marriage.
Falling in love is a well-known escape hatch for that.
Solving all the problems you can't.
You think? Don't turn psychiatrist on me, Nick.
Not in bed.
You just said you were in love with a psychiatrist.
Well, that doesn't mean you're always right, doctor.
I'm not trying to dump my problems on you.
I have one.
The worst one I could have.
And I'm gonna solve it myself.
I'm pregnant.
It's not yours.
It's not mine either, because I disown it.
I mean, I shouldn't have it if I don't want it, right? I'd be a lousy mother.
I really would, Nick.
I don't even know who I am.
If it's Jeff's baby, what does he have to say? He doesn't know about it, and he's not going to.
I see.
Have you given it lot of thought? I mean, just like that, you're gonna disown your child? Your father's grandchild.
It's my body.
Fallon.
Listen to me.
I was married to a beautiful woman who was told that if she had a child, she could die.
But she had it anyway.
And it killed both of them.
I had a lost-- It was a tragic way for something to end.
The wrong way.
So is your way, Fallon.
All right.
I didn't mean to use you as an escape hatch.
I said I have a problem and I'll solve it.
And when I'm clear, I'll come back to you and I'll ask you again to marry me.
And if you can't say yes, please don't say no.
You're the most important thing in my life now.
Tomato juice with raw egg.
Well, Steven, don't expect a miracle.
You know, there's nothing worse than a brandy hangover.
- How would you know, Joseph? - I was younger and less wise once.
- And I know.
- Morning.
Good morning, Mr.
Carrington.
Would you like me to tell Mrs.
Gunnerson to fix your breakfast? In a few minutes, please, Joseph.
How's your memory this morning, Steven? It's fine.
I remember running into you last night at the club.
Yes, with that sweet, modestly dressed young woman, Dottie, wasn't it? Dottie.
Yeah, what about her? Just this, that I've seen that young woman at various times with boyfriends who pay for her services.
You said to me that it made you sick, me putting my hands on another man.
Okay, I'm putting them on women.
I mean, aren't you satisfied? Steven, don't you see what you're doing? No, you tell me.
All right, I will.
Now, you're trying to live down what you once were, and in doing that, you're going overboard.
Now, wait a minute.
You told me to get out and sow some wild oats.
Well, I'm doing it, and I'm having a hell of a lot of-- I'm having a hell of a lot of fun doing it.
But who I do it with is no concern of yours anyway.
My concern is you.
Famous last words.
I just can't win with you, can l, Dad? - Phone call for you, Mr.
Carrington.
- Thank you, Joseph.
It's the ex-Mrs.
Carrington calling from Rome.
Hello.
What in the world are you doing in Rome? Blake, darling, I've finally located the elusive Mr.
Ahmed.
Alexis, how did you get to Rashid Ahmed? I'll fill you in on that when you get here.
The most important thing, Blake, is that he can arrange for the release of your oil tankers.
Blake, can you hear me? Yes, yes, I heard you.
But just exactly how is he gonna do that? How should I know? He's got the right connections, obviously.
Blake, I care about this.
I really do.
So don't quibble about how when millions of dollars' worth of oil could be on its way to you any day.
What's in it for him? Ten percent.
A bargain, admit it.
But time, Blake, time is the most important thing.
You've got to be here tomorrow.
Well, Krystle is in no condition to travel yet, and I just don't wanna leave her.
Are you telling me that you can't leave her for a day or two when you've been sweating over this oil deal for God knows how long? Will he meet me in Rome? He leaves tomorrow night.
That's cutoff time, Blake.
But this is vital.
Don't tell Krystle.
Don't tell anyone.
Rashid said that if there's a leak, it'll kill the deal.
So is it a deal? All right, I'll leave right away.
I'll call you from the airport in Rome.
Wonderful.
We'll be waiting.
Ciao, Blake.
- He's on his way.
- And you are pleased.
Extremely.
Alexis, Alexis.
The way you handle men is most extraordinary.
Oh, not really.
In business, as in personal matters, one is either an amateur or an expert, and I choose not to be an amateur at anything.
Tell me, what will you say when Carrington walks through that door and sees that we are not waiting? That Rashid has flown? I want to be alone with Blake.
I'll think of something.
I usually do.
- Hello? - Is Mrs.
Colby there? No, Mrs.
Colby isn't available.
Who's calling, please? I see.
Well, Mrs.
Colby wanted me to be sure to take the message for her.
Hello, darling.
I came back from my walk and Joseph told me you're flying to Europe.
Yes.
I've located somebody who'll contract to get our tankers released.
Now, I can't let him represent me until I know he's on the up-and-up.
Denver-Carrington isn't just one man.
Can't you send somebody else? On a deal this big? No, no, I can't.
Darling, I would have thought you'd been grateful to get rid of me for a while, the way I nag at you.
"Get well, Krystle, please get well.
" I'll only be gone a couple of days, and Dr.
Toscanni will keep an eye on you.
How'd your appointment go? I didn't keep it.
He came by later to see if he could change my mind.
He didn't.
I see.
So you wanna keep on suffering, huh? No.
Oh, Blake, please listen to me.
I lost a baby and I learned I can never have another one.
Isn't this a natural period of mourning for me? I'm getting better.
I'll have to be the judge of that.
Now, Krystle, I cannot wake up at night anymore and worry about you.
Now, please help me to help you.
I'd love your help.
I don't want Nick Toscanni's.
I've tried.
I don't know how.
He does.
Now, damn it, will you or will you not see him? That's not a question, that's a command.
And if you want it that badly, you've got it.
I'm glad you're here.
I guess it's time to have that talk you've been asking for.
I wish I couldn't see myself through your eyes, but I do.
Too clearly.
What do you see? I see a self-centered, spoiled, rotten brat who's made you and herself very miserable.
And if your life isn't now, it will be soon, because God knows you bring out the worst in me.
I don't know why.
It isn't your fault.
I just don't know why.
Yes, you do.
You weren't in love with me when you married me.
I was with you, but you weren't with me.
Our marriage.
Jeff, let's end it before we both become awful people.
Please.
Please divorce me.
Or allow me to divorce you.
It's pretty odd timing for a divorce, considering the fact we've been planning to have a family.
Well, we're lucky it didn't take.
I guess that's a sign that it wasn't meant to be.
Do you really think so? How do you know you're not pregnant right now? Jeff, I'm not.
I-- Your abortion is set for Tuesday.
A message I took for you.
Pick up the phone and cancel it.
No.
And you can't stop me.
Look, it's my life, it's my body and it's my future.
You're carrying a life that's half mine.
You can have your divorce, but only after it's born.
You're not going to destroy my baby.