Dynasty s02e20 Episode Script

Krystle? Mr.
Carrington.
Oh, Joseph, have you seen my wife? I haven't seen her, no, but I heard the sound of an engine starting, Iooked out the window and saw her car leave.
I think I know where she's gone.
Shall I wake Alfred up and have him bring the car around? No, no, no, I'll drive myself.
Thank you.
- Head Nurse Sarah-- - Krystle.
Darling, what are you doing here? They won't let me see Claudia, Blake.
It's 4::00 in the morning.
Now, why didn't you wake me up? Because you would've stopped me.
- Tell them to let me see her, please.
- I can't do that.
Now, why don't you come back in the morning with Nick Toscanni, you can see her then? - No, I can't.
- Come on.
She wouldn't be in this condition if it weren't for me.
Claudia is going to be all right.
I promise you that.
I've asked Nick to take her to a private clinic in the morning.
No.
She has to be where we can be close to her.
She's all alone, Blake.
She hasn't got anybody else.
We can't abandon her.
We just can't.
All right.
- Hello, Nick.
- Krystle, hello.
Thank you, Henry.
Claudia, it's good to see you.
- Is it? - Yes, l-- Don't touch me.
I'm telling you, just leave me alone and don't touch me.
Krystle, you better not.
Not right now.
She's a little shaken.
I'll handle it.
Steven's been in Los Angeles for how many days now? Four days.
Denver-Carrington has an office in Los Angeles, right? -Yes, that's right.
-What's wrong with those people? Why can't they find him? We keep calling them every half-hour, Blake.
And they keep telling you he hasn't phoned in.
What about that private investigator they've hired? - What has he come up with? - Nothing.
What about the L.
A.
police? What have they come up with? We haven't notified them yet.
You haven't? Jeff, I told you to get in touch with the police.
I told you to call in the police, didn't l? You also told me to think, not to be a yes man.
Now, the reason I haven't notified the police is because there's no evidence anything has happened to Steven.
Now, come on, Blake.
I mean, maybe he doesn't wanna be found.
Maybe he's located Sammy Jo and they've gone off together somewhere.
No, he'd have left word or he'd have phoned.
Jeff, I want you to cancel everything you're doing today.
I want you to get on top of this and I want you to find Steven.
Is that understood? Blake, Steven's not a runaway kid.
He's a grown man.
Now, you're the one who keeps telling him that he's gotta learn to deal with his own life.
So why can't you let him? Hey, amigo.
You got it.
Here's to my mom.
Let me get this straight.
Your wife dumped you because your mother paid her off? - Come on, you gotta be kidding.
- That's what happened.
Boy, that's really hard to believe.
Maybe the little woman took the money and split because you didn't quite please her in bed.
I never heard a complaint.
More like the opposite? You know, it seems to me like your wife is pretty bad news.
I mean, the posing in the nude and all that kind of stuff? I couldn't handle that.
Your mother may have done you a big favor.
A favor? My mother doesn't give a damn about anyone but herself.
Look, I'm sorry about chewing your ear off about all this.
- I'll shut my mouth.
- Why? It's like the old song says: "Talking about what your heart is feeling is better than eating your heart out.
" - Well, I never heard it.
- Yeah.
Nobody has.
It's a lousy tune.
But it does have a message.
Okay, gents, who's picking up this round? I've got it.
Here you go.
- Hundred dollar bill.
- That's all I have on me.
Yeah? Well, this is Santa Fe, not Vegas.
- I'll get it.
- No, no.
Sorry, no checks, cash only.
Hey, no mon, no fun, guys.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I got it right here, Confucius.
- How much you need? - Two-fifty.
Two-fifty.
One, two.
Here.
- Hey, listen, thanks.
- Sure.
I owe you one, whenever you come to Denver.
How about a lift today? I hear there's a lot of gigs opening up there and I've been meaning to check the town out.
Besides, you look pretty beat.
I'll help you with the driving.
I've always wanted to drive a Rolls.
- A Rolls? - Rolls.
What makes you think I have a Rolls? It's just a guess.
That's gotta be a $5000 watch you got there.
Oh, not quite.
And I rented a Mustang in L.
A.
Oh, a Mustang? Now, there is a jitney that really turns me on.
What do you say, Steven? Okay.
What did you say your name was? Duane.
Stick around.
I gotta make a phone call.
Okay.
Charley? I'm gonna start paying the rent again.
I got me a real live one.
Steven Carrington.
You remember that trial in Denver where his father got convicted of killing his boyfriend? Yeah, man, that's the one.
Come in.
- Hello, Joseph.
- Here is your wine.
I would appreciate it if you'd give the correct address when you order your wine.
Would you put it down there, please? Thank you, Donald.
The correct address, I believe, is your studio not the main house.
I did.
They must have made a mistake.
Would you please make out a check for this amount? I had to pay it out of the household account.
Certainly.
Thank you.
Tony.
Mrs.
Blaisdel is arriving soon.
And I want fresh flowers for her room as soon as possible.
Bring them to Joseph, please.
Mrs.
Carrington.
I just wanted to tell you how sorry I am about getting mixed up that day.
The day you were out riding, I guess I just wasn't thinking straight.
Are you saying she was shooting? - No.
- Then, you didn't get mixed up.
And an apology doesn't wipe out a lie.
And that's exactly what it is.
A lie to protect my husband's ex-wife.
And if I could prove the lie, I'd fire you on the spot.
The check, Mrs.
Carrington.
I have other things to do.
Please don't tell me what they are, Joseph.
I'm bored enough today, thank you.
There you go.
Tony? I'd like to see you when you have a minute, please.
Hello, could I speak to Mr.
Colby, please? No, no, no, it's all right.
There's no message, I'll call back.
You wanted to see me, Mrs.
Carrington? Oh, yes, yes, Tony.
Come in.
Come in, sit down.
Well, Tony, do you enjoy working here? Yes, very much.
And does Mr.
Carrington pay you well? - Enough.
- Enough.
Why don't we talk about better than enough? And Mr.
Jeffrey likes pot roast.
We haven't served that in a while, so why don't you list that as your dinner entree for Tuesday, all right? Yes? He's here, Jeanette? Yes, I'll tell her.
- Joseph-- - Mrs.
Carrington.
I was about to come and see you.
Mrs.
Blaisdel's arrived, if that's what you were wondering.
Yes, I know she's-- I want you to be sure to make her feel comfortable.
- What kind of juice does she like? - Orange juice.
Orange juice, so she'll have that for breakfast.
- Of course.
- I think she likes poached eggs.
- That's right.
- So two poached eggs.
And I talked to Tony about flowers.
I want you to-- You seem a little nervous today.
I'm not nervous.
And I don't need you to tell me when I'm nervous.
I'm sorry.
I was about to tell you, Lt.
Holliman is here.
He's in the library.
He says he wants to talk to you.
Would you rather I told him you don't wish to speak to him? Mrs.
Carrington? No, I'll see him.
Lt.
Holliman.
Joseph told me you were here.
I've just come from Memorial Hospital.
They told me that Claudia Blaisdel's been brought here to convalesce.
Yes, that's right.
Mrs.
Carrington, there's nothing I'd like more than to close this case as I'm sure you would.
But there's a question mark hanging over it for me.
I don't understand.
Well, in your original statement, you said that you and Mrs.
Blaisdel hadn't argued except over her having the gun.
Is that correct? Yes, it is.
I understand the last time that you and Mrs.
Blaisdel were seen together prior to the incident with the gun, the same day in fact, was at the Club St.
Dennis.
Is that correct? Thank you, Marie.
- Coffee, lieutenant? - No, thank you.
Yes, we had lunch.
I understand that Mrs.
Blaisdel appeared to be very upset, that she got up from the table and left you.
She was upset.
We both were.
She'd just found out that her daughter was missing in South America.
Well, after her surgery, Mrs.
Blaisdel accused you of stealing her husband.
I believe those were her words.
Can you explain that, Mrs.
Carrington? Dr.
Toscanni has already explained that to you.
Claudia, Mrs.
Blaisdel, was in a very confused state.
Do you have any idea why her confusion would take this particular form? No, I don't.
Perhaps we should go up and talk to Mrs.
Blaisdel together.
Get this thing straightened out.
- Lt.
Holliman.
- Hello.
Well, shall we, Mrs.
Carrington, go up and talk to Mrs.
Blaisdel? Excuse me, lieutenant.
Mrs.
Blaisdel is in no condition to see anyone right now.
You know, doctor, sooner or later, she's gonna have to talk to me about the events that led up to the shooting.
Yeah, well, lieutenant, let me ask you something.
I don't understand.
Why won't you believe Mrs.
Carrington? I mean, what in the world would she have to gain by not telling the truth? Everybody has his own truth, doctor.
But until we talk to Mrs.
Blaisdel, we won't know the whole truth, will we? Well, I was just leaving, but-- How should I know the truth about the shooting? I wasn't there, Sergeant Holliman.
Lieutenant.
- Sorry.
- No big deal.
Well, I wish I could help you but I don't know how.
Well, I thought maybe you could tell me-- Assuming you were living here when Mrs.
Blaisdel stayed with the Carringtons last.
Yes, I was.
I thought maybe you could remember something about the relationship between Mrs.
Carrington and Mrs.
Blaisdel at that time.
Yes, I do.
Would you like a drink? Yeah, something soft, noncarbonated.
- Orange juice? - That'll be fine.
- Please sit down.
- Thank you.
Well, what exactly would you like to know, lieutenant? This relationship, was it a friendly one? How should I know? I mean, under the circumstances.
Circumstances? Please, forget that I said that.
I'm paid not to forget.
What circumstances? Well, I suppose that any woman is entitled to be defensive around another woman whose husband she had an affair with.
I presume you know about Mrs.
Carrington's relationship with Matthew Blaisdel.
Yes.
Defensive.
Are you implying that Mrs.
Carrington's capable of violence? Well, I think we're all entitled to lose our temper once in a while if there's a good reason.
And Mrs.
Carrington's reason? Do you know she had this extraordinary notion that I had some residual affection left for my ex-husband? She came into this studio and she literally tore it apart.
Sorry I'm late, Blake.
- I got tied up.
- No, no, no.
I'm the one that should apologize.
Forgive my short fuse this morning, will you? I really do appreciate all that you've been doing to help locate Steven.
- Well, I am part of the family, Blake.
- I know.
Just that I've been so concerned lately about Krystle as well as Steven.
And there's that damned Rhinewood threat to take over Denver-Carrington.
But I have decided on a way to deal with Mr.
Rhinewood.
I've called a board meeting for late this afternoon.
I'd like you to be there.
Sure.
I'm going to propose that Denver-Carrington issue a hundred thousand shares of preferred stock redeemable for similar shares of common stock.
That way, you'll pull the stockholders back to you by offering preferred for common.
At more than the market value.
So they'd be crazy to sell to Rhinewood - or anyone but us, right? - Exactly.
I'm going to lock up control of Denver-Carrington by cutting Logan Rhinewood right out of the picture.
You have excellent sources, Carrington.
I am the buyer.
I see.
Now, I've always run Denver-Carrington.
I've run it well.
But I think there is a possibility that you might bring in some, shall we say, some creative thinking that could make the company even bigger.
So I'm prepared to off.
er you two seats on my board.
- That is your proposition? - Yes.
You obviously feel it's better to have me on the inside where you can at least keep an eye on me.
Well, your thinking is quite misguided, Carrington.
My thinking is for the good of my company.
Your company? As of this afternoon, I now own closer-- Alexis.
M iss Pierce tried to buzz you but there was no answer.
- Hello, darling.
- Hello.
I was shaving.
Electric razor.
I guess I didn't hear her.
Miss Pierce, will you hold my calls, please? I've always found it rather amusing how the most successful businessmen will spend a fortune on being immaculately tailored, impeccably groomed and yet they will ignore the most important details.
- As I do? - Yes.
On my way downtown, I passed your estate and I happened to notice the grounds.
Cecil, you have got the most beautiful weeds in Denver and the largest varieties.
As I recall, my estate was written up at least five times last year.
Four American magazines.
One British.
And you especially know Her Majesty's loyal subjects when it comes to gardens.
What I know is that crab grass takes four weeks to grow.
I mean, darling, that place can't hold a candle to Blake's.
- I was really shocked.
- All I could do is say I'm sorry.
I think you should do something about it.
- Such as? - Well, get a gardener.
Darling, I've already got six gardeners.
Oh, yes, but they've all got such a pitiful lack of imagination.
What you need is somebody creative, somebody who'll whip that place into shape.
I'm sure you have someone in mind.
Yeah.
Yes, I do.
Two people, actually.
One is Tony Driscoll.
Now, he works for Blake right now but I'm sure he could be lured away.
I see.
And the other person? - Me.
- You? Yes, in a supervisory capacity, of course.
Listen, Cecil, if you want me to consider your marriage proposal, I'd really like to know now.
Am I going to be mistress of your mansion and estate or not? Claudia, what are you doing? Do you know where the phone book is? No, why? I've got to find out where I can get a passport.
I want to go to Lindsay.
That's great but don't you think you should wait until you're a little stronger? - Did you take it? - No.
Well, then, where is it? Claudia.
Claudia, we'll find the phone book.
Claudia.
We'll find it.
We'll find it.
First, I just wanna do a quick neuro-check.
Just take a minute.
Come on, come on, just sit down.
Take it easy now.
That's it.
Okay.
Will you take that needle out of my eye? What are you doing? Claudia, it's just a penlight.
Look.
See? Here, take it, take it, take it.
See? What's the matter with my head? - You said I was going to be all right.
- You are going to be all right.
You understand? You're gonna be all right.
You've been through quite an ordeal, young lady.
You've suffered a temporary trauma.
You got a bruise inside your brain.
It takes time to heal.
It's going to be all right.
It's all right, Claudia.
Now, look, what I want you to do is get back into bed and get some rest.
Come on.
Come on, Claudia.
I have to go get my passport.
We'll find the passport later.
Right now, you just lie down and get some rest.
Just rest, Claudia.
Come on.
Hey, good-looking, wanna get flashed? That's all you get.
That's a preview of our trip to the Caribbean.
While you're in that stuffy medical convention, I'm gonna be out on the beach.
In this or less.
I'm sorry, Fallon, I thought I told you.
I had to cancel the convention and the trip.
- But why? - Claudia.
Oh, come on.
You did a brilliant job.
You saved her life.
Let the minor league medics take care of her now.
Come on, Fallon, she's a patient of mine.
She happens to be major league.
I'm sorry, I do care about Claudia, Nick.
But I care about you too.
Everybody needs a vacation, even doctors.
No, especially doctors.
Her whole future depends on the treatment she receives now.
Right now.
Do you understand? What about our trip? You promised.
You know what you need? You need a baby rattle so you could bang it every time you don't get something you want.
Now, you're behaving like a selfish brat who's been offered a treat and had it taken away.
Now, stop it.
Oh, great, fine.
Is that what you really think of me, doctor? Yes.
Fallon.
Call me when you grow up.
If you ever do.
You're so tiny and so pretty.
Do you know who I am? That's right, I'm your mother.
I said a lot of things when you were inside of me.
I hope you weren't listening.
If you were, I didn't mean them.
I love you.
It's great, isn't it? He's obviously gaining weight and getting stronger by the hour.
Look at you.
What happened to that scrawny, little girl I used to climb trees with? The scrawny, little girl I fell in love with? She's nothing compared to the beautiful, grown-up woman I'm looking at right now.
That's funny.
Not everybody thinks of me as grown-up.
Isn't it great? Our son will be coming home soon.
We could start acting like a real family.
What are you thinking? How sometimes when I look at our son, I wonder how I can see so much of you in him? Well, maybe because I carried him for seven months, he decided he liked me so he picked up on some of my terrific virtues.
Let me get the check and let's get out of here.
I mean, as parents, we have a lot to discuss.
Oh, really? Like? Like his college education for one.
I was thinking of Harvard.
Then, he's gonna end up stuffy and square like you.
How about the University of Miami? Then he could jet down to the Caribbean and build up his tan.
He won't need a tan if he turns out as beautiful as you.
Let's go someplace cozy.
Less crowded.
Maybe some local palace, one of its 48 rooms.
Like the library? Well, I was thinking about the room that looks over these very pretty gardens.
The one with the big bed, pale blue sheets.
You mean, my bed? Well, I sure don't mean Joseph's.
Blake, it's me.
That's funny, I was just gonna phone you.
That meeting with Harrison and his people got a little out of hand, so I had some calming down to do.
But everything turned out all right and I should be leaving here in a short while.
I'll wait up.
You know something? I love you a lot.
Funny, I love you a lot too.
Bye.
This is no way to run a separation.
- I know.
- This doesn't mean anything.
I know.
Claudia, I just checked on you a little while ago.
You were asleep.
I knew that you were there.
I let you think that I was sleeping.
I finally figured it out about you.
About me? What do you mean? God punished you.
He punished you.
He took your baby because you took mine.
No, Claudia, that's not what happened.
You deserved to lose your baby.
God chose to make it happen.
Don't you see how simple it really is? Well, Duane, this is it.
Denver, land of high-tech dreams and quicksand of the rich.
It's nice.
Why don't we head toward Carver Street? Between Third and Fourth? - I didn't know you were here before.
- You never asked.
Well, Steven, it's just about the end of the old trail, as they say.
Yes, it is.
It sure has been nice having some company.
Yeah, I've enjoyed it.
I've really had a good time too.
How about it? How about what? How about you and I checking in at the Marlowe Hotel? You know the Marlowe on Carver? No, I've never heard of it.
It's a nice place to have a real nice time.
You want to? - The two of us? - No.
Why not? What's the matter? I know you like me.
Look, Duane, I don't think this is gonna work out.
I mean, you've got the wrong guy.
I'm just asking you to spend the night, you know.
We're talking one night before you go back to that happy house that you've been talking about.
Look, I'm going home.
Steven.
I know you like me.
Look, didn't you hear me? You've got the wrong guy, okay? Not okay.
You see, I know when a chick is coming on to me.
I also know when a guy's been coming on to me too.
- Me? - Yeah, man, you.
You're Steven Carrington, aren't you? Oh, that was a real interesting trial.
All about your pretty boyfriend in New York.
All about how your uptight father killed your pretty boyfriend.
And all those pictures of you in the newspaper and on TV at his grave, crying.
Broke my heart.
So come off it, man.
All this bull about a wife you've been bending my ear about since this afternoon.
Who are you kidding? You only married her to clean up your uptight family name.
Okay, out.
- No way.
- Get out.
Sure.
But it's gonna cost you.
It's gonna cost me? Cost me what? Five hundred bucks.
You got a checkbook.
Write out a check for me.
Or how's it gonna sound? Steven Carrington picks up a young guy in Santa Fe, offers him a ride to Denver and then he propositions him.
Oh, I bet your folks are gonna love to hear about that.
Especially your father.
Five hundred.
What are you--? Are you shaking me down? Oh, you're quick.
That's the name of my game, pal.
You damned con man.
Help.
Stop.
Stop it, stop him.
You crazy? Help, help, help.
Hold it.
Come on, get him out of here.
Now, break it up and settle down.
Put those hands behind your head and lace those fingers.
Turn around here.
Now, what's going on? This faggot picked me up.
When I didn't go with him, he tried to kill me.
You're lying.
You tried to blackmail me.
Get those hands up.
Put them up.
Now, what's your name? I said, what's your name? You don't wanna talk now? We'll see about that at the station when they book you for assault.
Now, you have the right to remain silent.
If you give up the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be held against you in a court of law.
You have the right to speak to an attorney and to have an attorney present during questioning.
Let's go.
My fridge is on the blink.
I left a tin of caviar in yours this morning.
I'll just get it.
How's Claudia? Feeling better? Yes.
You look exhausted.
Aren't you sleeping well? I'm fine, Alexis.
Are you really? I suppose you know what it's like now.
To be in Blake's shoes.
What does that mean? How he must have felt during the trial.
The pressures.
The tremendous pressures then, with everybody pointing accusing fingers at you.
I'm sorry, I take that back.
How could you really know how Blake felt when you walked out on him that day in court? Me? What about you walking into that courtroom and testifying against my husband? I didn't just walk in.
I was subpoenaed.
I had to appear.
Anyway, I didn't see anybody give you an official notice to leave.
I was sick.
I was pregnant with the child you made me lose.
Please, you don't still believe that, do you? Oh, yes, I do.
You know something? I think that you're sick.
You are mentally ill.
What you really need is a few more of those psychiatric sessions with Dr.
Toscanni.
That is what they were, isn't it? You're the one who needs a psychiatrist, Alexis.
Nobody could be as rotten and evil as you without being sick.
Get out of here, Alexis.
You know, I don't remember it ever being so good, do you? You know, I think sometimes two people have to get away to others for a while before they realize what they really had.
Jeff, let's not get heavy now.
Let's.
I wanna tell you about the woman I got involved with.
That's your business.
It's over now.
We were both lonely.
Let's get everything out on the table.
No secrets.
Let's start with Toscanni.
Then you're gonna tell me about her? I don't wanna know.
But I wanna know about him.
- About Nick Toscanni? - Yeah.
What do you wanna know? Do you love him? Jeff, I don't think this is the time or place.
You're really taking the edge off the evening.
I have a reason.
You do? You wanna tell me about it? Tonight just isn't an evening.
I think our son turned out to be a bigger miracle than either of us realized.
Our love for him is the thing that brought us back together again.
Maybe he's what we can hang our future on.
I think we have a chance.
What do you think? Think we do? Jeff, listen.
Just because we went to bed together, it doesn't change anything.
We enjoyed each other, let's just leave it at that.
We can't, Fallon.
We have a child now, a son.
Yes, I know.
I gave birth to him, remember? Yeah, but we have a child we both love and want.
What are we gonna do? Split him down the middle and each take half? - Good evening, Mr.
Carrington.
- Joseph.
- Quiet evening? - Yes, very.
Who is that outside working on that truck? Tony.
He's having some trouble with it.
He's anxious to leave tonight.
I should say leave us.
Leave? Where's he going? I believe Cecil Colby offered him a job as head groundskeeper today.
Hello, Blake.
Hello, darling.
How was your day? - Oh, fine.
- Good.
Say, did you know that Tony is leaving? Tony? Yes, he's taking a job with Cecil Colby.
Alexis' artful hand at work again.
What do you mean? She's sending him away to be sure he stays quiet.
And she's the one that should be leaving, Blake.
Now, there's nothing to worry about, Tony.
You're a good man, one of my best.
I'm not gonna let you quit.
And I'm not gonna fire you either.
All I want you to do is to tell me the truth.
- Who is it? - Blake.
Come in.
Out for an evening stroll? - Shut up and listen to me.
- What's wrong with you? I said, shut up and-- Put this on.
I assume that you know Tony, one of our groundsmen.
- Yes, yes, I know him.
- You've accused him of stealing.
Yes, yes, I did.
Is that what this is all about? Yes, that's exactly what this is about.
Now, he did not steal your silver.
He did not quit his job to go to work for Cecil Colby and his days of lying to protect your hide are over.
- Lying? You believe that thief? - Yes, I do.
I forgot about you.
I forgot how vicious and ruthless you can be when you want something.
And obviously, what you wanted was for Krystle not to have my child.
All right, Blake.
I dropped the gun and it went off.
But it was an accident.
I swear-- Accident? You shot that gun on purpose.
You fired it and then you watched.
You watched that horse throw Krystle and drag her clear across that field.
Killing the child inside of her.
Oh, Blake, how could you possibly think I'm capable of such a thing? I'm the mother of your two children.
How do you--? How do you think that I could kill a baby after what happened to our baby? Adam.
We swore never to talk about that.
I can't.
I'll never get over his loss.
Don't try to resurrect the past just to excuse the present.
Oh, Blake, why do you hate me so much? I love you.
I've never stopped loving you.
You don't understand, do you? You killed my child.
I don't ever wanna see you around here again.
Do you understand that? I don't give a damn if this house is in your name.
I'll burn it to the ground if I have to, with you in it.
Blake.
Oh, no, Blake.
It's not gonna end this way.
I didn't fight this hard to lose.
I may have lost you now but I'm not going to lose everything.
Oh, no.
Oh, no.