Dynasty s03e12 Episode Script

Blake? Mr.
Dehner.
Is my husband still in there? Yes, he is, Mrs.
Carrington.
The two of you have been together for hours again.
Now, when we were in California, you told me that-- That my gift doesn't always work? Why don't you say it, Mrs.
Carrington? I know what you're thinking.
Isn't it time that I give your husband his bill and pack up and go? Yes.
Krystle.
May I speak to you, please? I need you to understand this, please.
If you don't believe in the effort that I'm making to try to find my son, - that's your business.
- Blake, I'm-- But I do believe in it.
I intend to keep on doing it despite your feelings and everybody else's feelings in this house, the completely negative feelings.
We keep talking about believing.
That's not what's troubling me.
I know.
I know.
You're concerned about me, what all this is doing to me.
Is that it? Am I right? - Yes, damn it.
Yes.
- Well, go on, say it.
Say what you've not been saying.
Go on.
At night you barely sleep more than a few hours.
And during the day you barely set foot outside the house.
What you're trying to say is that all these days and nights I've lost touch with reality.
That's what you mean, isn't it? Well, you're wrong.
Because I do sleep.
I sleep enough to suit me.
So I can function all day.
- Well, you may call it functioning-- - Haven't I been running my business from this house? Hasn't Marcia been coming over from the office twice a day, bringing me reports to read, papers to sign? Haven't I been in constant telephone contact with Bali, to check on the search for my son? - Yes, Blake, but-- - What more do you want me to do? I'm not gonna do another thing, you understand, until I find my son.
Fallon.
I've just come from St.
Margaret's Church.
I cannot and I will not wait any longer for a memorial service to be held for Steven.
The reverend, Mr.
Carlton, has agreed to conduct it this afternoon at 4.
Privately, just for the family.
And you want me to pass on the word? - Yes.
- To Daddy.
He's part of the family, isn't he? Its all-American czar.
What's the matter? You promised me you wouldn't go ahead with this until he decided to go.
You know he won't come.
All I know is that Blake or no Blake, I am going to go through with it.
I am tired, Fallon.
I'm tired of his unwillingness to face the fact that until Steven's spirit is laid to rest none of us can go on.
Well, he could be right.
He is not right.
Well, he still has people searching all those islands.
He's trying everything.
Everything but facing reality.
And you and I both know what that means.
Look what he's doing to us.
Look what he's doing to himself.
Well, he's not doing it on purpose.
In Bali they gave me a jacket that they'd found floating in the ocean after the accident.
It had Steven's name on it.
It had been ripped from his body by the explosion.
The moment that I saw that jacket, my heart cried out, "My son is gone.
He's dead.
"' At the same moment, I looked into your father's eyes and I saw there that obsession that Steven was still alive.
And why? Because he is a guilty man who is responsible for that death and that's why he cannot accept it.
Responsible? He's not the only one who drove Steven away.
Well, I'm not talking about blame now.
That's all academic.
You just want me to get him to go to the service.
Yes.
Darling, you are the only one who can persuade him.
But whether Blake is there or not, that service is going to be held for Steven.
Oh, my God.
For my son and for your brother.
Daddy? Hello, darling.
I I just-- It breaks my heart to see you like this, Daddy.
You know, ever since I can remember, if there was something wrong with our lives, mine or Steven's, you could somehow make it right.
My father could lick the world if he had to.
But But you feel differently now.
I feel somehow now that, well, you're just not fighting the real world.
You're trying to wrestle with-- With what? Ghosts.
You can't understand me now, can you? I want to, but-- No.
None of you can understand me.
That's because none of you were responsible for driving Steven away.
I'm responsible.
And I know what I'm doing.
There's a service today.
A memorial service for Steven this afternoon.
Yes, it's well-intentioned.
But it's wrong.
Then you won't come? Don't you see? It's wrong.
It's wrong.
It's just wrong.
Yes, I know it's after midnight in Bali.
But I haven't heard a report from you people in 24 hours now.
Yes.
Well, did you hire those fishing trawlers that I ordered? Nothing? No sign of life at all? Well, have they checked all the uninhabited islands? What? No, no, no.
I'm not giving up.
I'm his father.
I know that.
Did Nelson Rockefeller give up when his son was lost in New Guinea? Yes.
Yes, I know.
Well, this search could take years too, but it's going to have a happier ending.
Now you-- You keep on it, do you hear? Or I'll get somebody else.
I see, you're going to that service.
Yes.
And you're not.
No, no, I thought I made that clear to everybody concerned.
- You may regret it.
- I am not going.
Just a moment, please.
Would you mind telling me what this is? Just what it is.
A cheque for a thousand dollars.
It's made out to Mark Jennings.
May I ask why? Mark paid Frank Dean off.
Frank Dean? Frank--? My ex-brother-in-law, Sammy Jo's father.
Mark paid him to leave me alone.
And I paid Mark back.
Without telling me? Blake, I couldn't.
It all happened while you were in Bali.
And you've had more than enough on your mind since.
- Is that all? - Yes.
- I mean, is that all of it? - Yes.
Apparently, lots of things happened here while I was in Bali.
Lots of things.
Including the return of your grandmother's locket, which you're wearing often these days.
Tell me, Krystle.
Is that a sentiment for an old woman who took care of you, or for an ex-husband who allegedly didn't? The sentiment is for a wonderful woman.
And as for my ex-husband, he's exactly that.
And that's the way it is, Blake.
If you don't believe me, look at this.
And so Steven Carrington has left us.
"A young man who was too young to die," we are all thinking right now.
But a higher power than any of us, the Lord Jesus Christ, who loved Steven as much as we all did, has seen fit to welcome him to a higher kingdom.
So let us try to find solace in the knowledge that Steven, whose short life was not a very happy one, has now finally found eternal rest with his saviour.
We pray for the sweet soul of Steven Carrington.
Jeff, what's wrong? Nothing.
I mean, it just got to me in there, that's all.
It got to all of us.
Look, Fallon, I'm gonna be all right.
You haven't been all right for weeks now.
You've been putting in too much time working at the office.
Away from you.
That's the way you want it, isn't it? Please, Jeff, don't start.
We've lost Steven.
I can't deal with more than that right now.
I just can't.
That's typical of you, isn't it? What do you care what anyone else is feeling? You just can't let up, can you? No matter what's happened.
I have been concerned about you.
Genuinely.
I'm not gonna let you drive me into thinking I'm to blame for your misery.
This time, it's not gonna bring us back together again.
I mean, it's been settled once and for all.
- Fallon.
- Please, Jeff, I wanna go.
Fallon, please.
Fallon.
Jeff, whatever you and Fallon are upset about, it's been a terrible day for all of us.
I know that, Kirby.
I see.
Kirby has a thing for Jeff, and so Adam has to come in second.
Wrong on both counts.
Oh, come on, Kirby, admit it.
To yourself and then to me.
But you're putting your hard-earned nanny's salary on the wrong horse.
You see, very simply, Jeff Colby's a loser and I'm not.
Now, you'll realise that one day.
And when you do, knock on my door.
Anytime.
I'll be waiting.
- Kirby, what was that all about? - Nothing.
Now I've warned you not to get involved with the Carrington family.
And I meant all of them.
You could be hurt.
Krystle? Mark.
What are you doing here? Well, you've become a stranger.
I finally called the house to see how you were.
They told me you'd come out here alone.
And I wanted to find out why we hadn't seen one another.
Krystle, you haven't forgotten what you said about us being friends.
Are we? You came here to tell me that? I'd fly to Pittsburgh to tell you that if they said you'd gone to Pittsburgh.
Look, I know it's a rough day for you, but I had to see you, okay? Mark, we are friends.
And I appreciate your cooperation with the divorce and your help with Frank, but I have another life now.
My husband-- He's not your husband.
We're not divorced yet.
He is my husband.
And he's going through a private hell right now.
And I don't think he exactly approves or understands my spending time with you.
You're still my wife.
You're still Krystle Jennings.
And that doesn't give Blake Carrington a right, any right, to tell you what or what not to do.
He has the most important right.
I love him.
You weren't invited to this service.
I know.
But I'm here, lady.
I'm here to thank you.
- For what? - You don't know? No.
No, I don't.
Well, let me tell you.
You really did it, lady.
You brought me here for all the wrong reasons.
It may have looked to you like I didn't have much going for me in New York.
But I was getting by just fine.
I was happy.
I wanna thank you, Mrs.
Colby, for screwing up my life.
- Hello, Adam.
- Evening, Father.
Do you mind if I pour myself a drink? No, no, not at all.
Go right ahead.
- Would you like one? - No.
No, thank you.
Father, I came here tonight because I want you to know that I believe in what you're doing.
You mean, my bringing a psychic into the house? Yes.
I know they can work, well, wonders in certain cases.
I saw it happen once in Montana.
And I know how you feel about Steven.
Just as I do.
Well, you seem to have changed your opinion about your brother.
I remember you said some very rough things about him one night here at dinner.
Well, that was before I knew a lot about him.
And I was busy dealing with my own thing at the time.
I just want you to know this: I admire your strength.
It takes a lot of courage to do what you're doing.
Mother doesn't believe in you.
I do.
I'm happy for your visit.
And appreciate it, I really do.
Please, phone anytime.
Even if you just want to talk.
All right? Thank you.
Eavesdropping, Kirby? I thought only servants played that little sport in a house like this.
But then again, I guess that's what you really are, aren't you? The major-domo's daughter and just one of the servants here.
You're so tight, your muscles are nearly in spasm.
Have you nearly finished, Lorraine? Relax, Mrs.
Colby.
Let me try and loosen you up.
I've only been working on you for ten or 1 5 minutes.
That's enough.
I have a very important phone call to make, Lorraine.
I'll see you next Wednesday, okay? - Bye, Lorraine.
- Goodbye, Mrs.
Colby.
Who is it? It's Alexis, Alexis Colby.
What do you want, Mrs.
Colby? I don't honestly know what I want or why I'm here.
I just know that I had to speak to you, Mark.
Well, as far as I'm concerned, lady, we're all talked out.
Couldn't I just come in? Just for a minute? Sure, why not? Have a seat.
Can I fix you a drink? Sorry, but I'm all out of champagne.
No, nothing.
You don't mind if I have one? Where are you going? Wherever the four winds take me.
I'm very well-known for my originality in turning a phrase.
Well, if you're going away, then I'm really glad I came.
I debated it.
Now let's find out why you're here.
Why, Mrs.
Colby? Yesterday, at the church, you made an accusation.
Accusation? I thought I thanked you.
- For screwing up your life, you said.
- Yes, that's right.
That's what I said.
Am I supposed to take it back? Oh, no.
No.
No, you meant it.
But it's been haunting me ever since.
Oh, I'm sure you've heard worse, a lot worse from other men.
Yes, that's true, I have.
But it's been haunting me because ever since my son died, I've been taking so many terrible blows.
That just seemed to be the last one that I could endure.
I never meant to hurt you, Mark.
If I've wrecked your life, or a part of it, in any way, I am truly, truly sorry.
I want you to believe it.
I believed you in New York when you told me Krystle needed me.
I don't believe you now.
Look, Mrs.
Colby, I'm busy.
Look, I did intend to hurt Blake.
I wanted to get back at him for some of the unforgivable pain that he'd caused me.
Exiling me from my son when he was just a little boy and driving Steven away so that I never had a chance to make up for all the years that I'd lost.
But I never intended to hurt you.
I swear it.
I'm not an evil person, in spite of what you think or what other people strive to think.
If I were, I wouldn't be in so much pain.
What's the point of this? You didn't just come here to give me the sad history of your life.
There is a point.
I want to repay you.
- For what? - For hurting you.
And if there's any way that I can, please tell me how.
Thank you.
When a woman cries and begins to tremble, that's what a man does.
Especially when he realises that the woman's in trouble.
And you are.
I can see that now.
You're the one that's hurting, really hurting.
Oh, I am.
So much.
Well, you're alone.
Your son's dead.
He had a brother who never knew him.
And he can't comfort you now.
So in a way, I guess that's why you're here with me now, isn't it? I mean, we're both of us strangers in this strange land.
Look, I understand.
People, in moments of grief, we need to be held, held close and comforted.
That old horse must be almost as weary as I am.
I spent more than a few hours with it, touching it.
I felt nothing.
There are other things of Steven's that I can bring you.
No, Mr.
Carrington.
I'm giving up on this.
The whole thing's been a failure.
Even the feeling I got from that fender yesterday didn't prove anything tangible, did it? I want you to know that I'll be going home, first thing tomorrow.
Now, please.
If it's more money that you want, please, I'll-- - You'll pay me.
- Yes.
I didn't come here for money.
You know that.
You've already been more than generous.
- But-- - I'd like to finish what I was saying.
It's just that I've-- I've run out of hope that this house, these surroundings instead of bringing me closer to your son, seem to have isolated me.
You see, I knew that Steven was unhappy here.
What I think I know now is that he has no desire to return.
No.
I won't believe that.
I'm sorry, Mr.
Carrington.
But maybe there's some place around here where he stayed or worked with people whom he loved, where he was happy once.
Blake, where are you going? I'll be back soon.
Steven.
Steven, I know that you were never happy working for me.
And I know that you were working in this field with Matthew Blaisdel.
And that's-- That's why I'm here.
Because I couldn't reach you any other way.
I tried, but I couldn't.
And I was hoping that you would hear me and that you would try to understand.
Steven, I'm sorry about what happened with us.
I want you to know that.
And that I want you to come back with us.
Can you hear me, Steven? I want you to come back with us.
I know that-- That you're alive somewhere.
I know maybe you're hurt, maybe you're lost.
But I'm going to find you.
I'll never stop searching for the rest of my life until I find you.
I want you to come back with us.
Back where you belong.
Steven, do you hear me? Let me know if you hear me, please.
Please.
Krystle, what are you doing here? Oh, Blake, do you know what you're doing here? Do you know? Yes, I know.
This is where Steven was happiest, where he was working.
Right here.
And I came here to try to reach him, to make some kind of a contact with him.
He must be somewhere.
He must be.
She took it.
She took it with her.
Who? Alexis.
She took it with her.
Why all the urgency today, Blake, instead of yesterday when a memorial service was held for your son - without his father being there? - Alexis, I want Steven's jacket.
You want what? The jacket that Cassidy gave us in Bali.
The one they found in the water.
Now, you took it and I want it.
I need it.
- Why? - I need it.
No, you don't, Blake.
I'm the one who wants it and needs it.
That jacket is the last of Steven's belongings, and I am not-- Look, I'm going to ransack this apartment if I have to, to find it, now-- - Blake.
- I want the jacket.
All right.
I'll get it.
God, you look terrible.
Don't bother with the windows.
- They could use a little washing.
- I said don't bother.
Now, how much do I owe you? For you? That's $1 4.
85.
That's out of 20.
- Shipwreck.
- That your name? No, no.
You.
I saw you in a magazine last week.
One of those girlie-girlie jobs.
You were laying on the beach after being shipwrecked.
All your clothes lost at sea.
How about that? - That was you, huh? - Maybe.
Look, my change, please.
Fast.
I wanna get to Denver.
Boy, you're in a big hurry.
What's waiting for you there that you can't get here? Maybe even better? Would you be surprised if I said a million dollars? Krystle, what happened? I'd like to be alone, Fallon.
Something happened to Daddy.
What is it? He's so confused.
I've lost him.
What do you mean, "lost him"? I went to him.
Where? The oil rig.
Matthew's old oil rig.
He was there.
Calling Steven, begging him to come back.
It's as if he's convinced he's still alive.
He won't allow him to die.
I don't know what to do.
I just don't know what to do anymore.
I love him so much.
I know.
I love him too, Krystle.
And I'm sorry.
I'm really sorry because I tried to invade your love for him.
To keep him for myself and not wanna share him with anybody.
I've been fighting you all the way, all this time, for his love.
I'm so sorry.
Don't be nice to me, Fallon.
You'll just turn on me again.
No, I won't.
I promise.
Just leave me alone, all right? It's not all right.
You shouldn't be alone right now.
I'd like to be here with you.
Well, I don't wanna be with you.
Krystle.
It's gonna be all right.
It's gonna be all right.
I promise.
For all of us.
Anything? Anything at all? For the first time, I have a sense of your son.
A sense of the present.
Nothing from the past.
Sense of the present? What is that? Life.
Breathing.
Steven? Breathing? Where? It isn't clear.
I don't see a place or surroundings.
Only-- Only what? Coverings? Cloth.
Bandages, maybe.
Bandages? An injury? Someone who's been hurt? I don't know.
I feel someone who can't speak.
Someone who can't speak.
God.
My God, what does that mean? Your aunt told us that you had phoned earlier from somewhere on the road.
- She's up in her room.
- I don't wanna see my aunt.
I wanna see Mr.
Carrington, and nobody else.
Where is he, Joseph? He's in the library.
Sammy Jo.
Hello, Mr.
Carrington.
I heard about Steven and the terrible accident.
I couldn't come right away, but as soon as I could, I drove all the way over the mountains.
Because I wanted to be with you, even for just a little while.
- You don't mind, do you? - No.
No, of course not.
I appreciate it.
I really do.
Sit down, won't you? He was your son and my husband.
I'm sorry now, about so many things.
I guess you know that Steven came to me in Hollywood once and that he wanted me to come back with him.
Yes, I heard about that.
He begged me.
He really begged me.
But I couldn't see my way clear.
I couldn't see much of anything at the time.
If I'd known then I'm sorry, Mr.
Carrington.
I mean, I guess I was a terrible disappointment to you in my way, just the way Steven was in his.
No, no, you were both very young and things happen in life.
And you were never a disappointment to me.
As a matter of fact, I couldn't see things very clearly at the time either.
Mr.
Carrington, like I said, I travelled all this way to be with you.
And to let you know that-- Let me know what? Just a minute.
Thank you, Joseph.
This is why I couldn't come earlier.
I don't understand.
This is Steven Daniel Carrington Jr.
"Someone who can't speak.
"' Would any of you care to explain to me what this command performance is all about? I thought I'd been banished from this house.
Would someone please answer me? Sammy Jo, what are you doing here? It's Samantha.
And I'm doing very well, thank you.
So is my son.
Your son? This beautiful child is Steven's son.
As we all know his mother left this house in great anger.
But she's returned in great compassion.
When she learned about Steven's death, which I now accept, she couldn't find it in her heart to deny me my grandson.
So I've asked you all here to witness this child, this miracle.
Because in a way, in a very real way, my conviction that Steven is still alive has been proven to be true.
Because he lives on in this beautiful child, his beautiful son.
Oh, hush.
Hush, you're home.
Yeah.
In your daddy's room.
In your daddy's crib.
The one he used to sleep in when he was a baby.
Come on.
You are a beautiful baby.
Just as your grandfather said you were.
And you're a miracle.
Because you're going to help make this house a happy house again.
Aunt Krystle.
Sammy Jo.
Can't anybody say my name? Samantha.
That's better.
Strange, isn't it? I mean, I came here to live and I got kicked out.
And now I bring my baby and really set this house on its ear.
Aunt Krystle? For one thing, I call him Danny, not little Steven.
And for another, what makes you think Danny and I are gonna stay? What? You heard me.