Dynasty s03e13 Episode Script

It'll feel better.
It'll take the pain away.
For God's sakes, can't you keep him quiet? Good morning, Jeff.
Two a.
m.
is morning.
Sure as hell is.
What's the matter with him? His gums.
Your son is growing up by the hour and teething.
It's your job in this house to make sure that he's comfortable, and shut him up.
- Jeff, come on, he's only a-- - A baby.
I know.
Oh, God, Kirby, I don't know what's the matter with me.
Hey.
It's all right.
It's okay.
It's okay.
No.
Yeah.
Feel better? Come on.
And this vase is a Ming, which doesn't mean much to you, does it? It didn't to me either when I first lived here, but it's supposed to be very precious.
Not as precious as you because nothing in this big, big house is.
Except his grandfather, of course.
Oh, I'd say they're just about even on that score.
I happen to love you both a lot.
Tell me something, aren't you tired? I mean you haven't put this little fellow down yet.
Well, we have a lot to talk about.
Look, he's gonna be your new daddy.
Good morning.
Morning darling, you're off early today.
Well, the Wendell-Smythes checked in last night.
- The who? - An Australian tycoon and his wife.
With clients like that, one drops everything and runs.
After kissing one's poor little crying son goodbye.
This house is getting kind of beautifully loaded with sons, isn't it? I have mine.
And now you have Steven's.
I'm sure Steven would be very happy to know you're taking care of his son.
Thank you, Fallon.
No, thank you, Krystle, for bringing us all back together, making us a family again.
Well, I gotta go.
We are a family, aren't we? Except for Fallon and Jeff.
But that'll work out for both of them somehow.
Bye, darling.
That mean old tooth just trying to come in there.
- Come on.
- Is he still at it? Obviously, yes.
- But as I told you last night-- - I think he's sick.
- Teething isn't sick.
- You keep saying that.
- It could be something serious.
- Will you look? Fallon took him to the doctor yesterday.
He said he was fine, perfect.
You call this racket he's making perfect? I don't.
Jeff, he's only going through what all babies do at that age.
He's teething.
Look, Krystle, do me a big favour.
Take care of your own kid, okay? Yeah, come on.
Come on.
Thank you.
Here you go.
There you go.
You mustn't be angry with Jeff.
He's upset and he's tired.
He was up half the night with the baby crying.
He's a wonderful person.
He'd never be purposely rude to you.
Kirby, we all love Jeff.
You don't have to apologise for him.
But I do because, you see, it was my fault.
I mean, little Blake was crying practically all night.
I should have been able to do something to stop him.
Come on, that's ridiculous.
What were you supposed to do? Tell the little guy he wasn't supposed to grow teeth? No, what I meant was-- What you meant was that Jeff is a very dear and special young man, and you're tremendously fond of him.
What? I said that you were very fond of him.
- Am I embarrassing you? - Oh, no.
It's just that I know about that from Fallon.
About what? Well, when you were little, you had a crush on Jeff.
What did she tell you? You used to like to write short stories about knights on white horses and dedicate it to Jeff.
And the first time you ever wore makeup, I think you were 1 2, and Jeff's Little League game was rained out so he finally came to one of Steven's birthday parties.
I was 1 1 and it was only lipstick.
But it was the most grotesque shade you've ever seen, sort of this primitive fuchsia.
Krystle, about Jeff.
My old crush has nothing to do with what I feel with what I said before about his behaviour.
I know that, Kirby.
I'm really worried about him.
I am too.
- Good morning, Mr.
Colby.
- No breakfast, just coffee.
- Are you sure? - Yes, I'm sure.
Just coffee.
I'll have some coffee, Jane.
Thank you.
I'm worried about you.
Why? Because you're not the same Jeff I used to know.
And love? The love's still there, you know that.
But the old Jeff isn't, huh? No, you haven't been.
Not since you collapsed from overwork or whatever when Blake was away looking for Steven.
You just said it, Krystle.
I collapsed from overwork.
Burnout, isn't that what it's called? Have you been back to see Dr.
Winfield since that night? Have you? My God, what is it with you women? My son is sick and you tell me he doesn't need a doctor.
I'm not sick and you tell me I do.
Doesn't anybody in this house think straight anymore? Advantage, Wendell-Smythe.
Game, set, match.
Mr.
Wendell-Smythe.
You've a wonderful serve though, you know.
Oh, you're just a little tough today.
Mark.
Hi, Fallon.
Can I talk to you a minute? Be right with you.
That was a great match, Mr.
Wendell-Smythe.
I guess I lost my touch this morning.
I guess you did.
But call me Chester, please, huh? Okay.
I want my revenge, Chester.
Anytime, I enjoyed it, Mark, immensely.
Same here.
And I'll catch up with you ladies a little later.
Thanks very much for watching my stuff.
I'm flying to Aspen to have lunch with Chester and his Marcella.
She has a couple of friends she wants me to persuade into playing in the charity tournament next week.
So I'd like you to make a few more spaces available for players.
No problem.
Is that the only thing you wanted to talk about? Well, that and to congratulate you on your skills as an actor.
Meaning? I just watched you throw that last game.
Well, the one thing I happen to know about Australian billionaires, they don't enjoy losing.
Yes, and I also happen to know that Marcella is not adverse to paying his opponents to let her husband win.
In turn, it buys her a couple days of peace and tranquillity.
You've figured it out, where does your pro spend his ill-gotten gains on a piece of jewellery? - Try Jensen's.
- Thanks.
I will.
- I like it.
- What? Oh, I've been admiring your watch ever since that day your phone was off the hook.
Yeah, it's pretty nice, isn't it? Yeah, I guess you're gonna buy her something pretty nice in return.
That mysterious lady you've been so occupied with.
Maybe you're wrong.
You see, pretty soon I'm gonna be single again.
And from what I hear, Fallon, you're heading in the same direction.
What would you say if I told you that I wanted to buy something for you? Oh, I'd say, the sentiment was sweet but-- But what? It'd be a real waste.
I already have more jewellery than I could ever wear.
- Okay, if that's the way you want it.
- That's the way it is.
Caught you just in time, didn't l? Just in time for what? What are you doing here? - Does it bother you I'm here? - No, I just wanna know.
No, I'm the one who wants to know, Fallon, I'm the one.
Come in.
Okay, what's so important? What is it you wanna know? Did you sleep well last night? Is that what you came here to ask me? You didn't answer me.
Did you sleep well last night? Yeah, I slept okay.
Yeah, I bet, because I didn't see you last night.
Maybe that's because we sleep in separate bedrooms, Jeff.
I didn't see you in the nursery.
Our son was sick.
He was up all night crying.
I must have checked on him six or seven times, but I never saw you.
He's been teething, Jeff.
So you saw no reason to look in on him.
You slept instead.
Tell me, Fallon, were you having pleasant dreams about this other guy, whoever he is? - What are you talking about? - Who was it? Wasn't me, obviously.
It's none of your business.
I wasn't dreaming.
And you're right, if I had been dreaming, it wouldn't have been about you.
- I have errands to run.
- You're not gonna get away that easy.
We're gonna get to the bottom of it, right now.
You're not the kind of woman who can get along without a man.
So tell me.
Who's the guy you see when you're not at home, which is never? Fallon? Excuse me.
Didn't know you were busy.
She's not busy.
At least, not with me.
What was that all about? Oh, the way he's been acting, I never know what anything's about with him.
These are from Legal.
Details of the adoption arrangements that have to be changed.
Get my wife on the phone for me will you please, Marcia? - Yes? - Mr.
Carrington is on Line 1.
Thank you.
Well, good morning again, Mr.
Carrington.
I was just wondering whether Mrs.
Carrington was free to meet me for lunch today.
La Mirage, 1 :00.
Unless, she's planning to share some Pablum with a certain young gentleman we both know.
Well, I was going to warm up a couple of bottles of milk for the two of us but-- - Blake? - Yes? Is anything wrong? No, no.
There is something that I wanna talk to you about.
But mostly, I just wanted to see you.
What's wrong with that? Nothing, I guess.
All right, La Mirage, 1 :00.
- Good morning, Father.
- Morning.
You don't mind my dropping in on you like this, do you? Not at all.
Come on in.
I was in the building, and I was hoping that I could meet you later to break some French bread at that new bistro over on Fifth.
Oh, I'm sorry, son.
I've got a lunch date.
Oh, well, next time then.
I'll go it alone today, give you a full report on the place.
I'll be very anxious to hear it.
Oh, while I'm here.
I've just remembered something that has me a little bit confused about Jeff.
Oh, what about him? Well, I walked into his office first thing this morning, and he was playing a tape.
A videotape of you.
Don't tell me it was that terribly incisive lecture I gave at the university a couple weeks ago? I've been known to do better.
No, Father.
It was you in Las Vegas.
Lecturing, if that's the word that you want to use, at Logan Rhinewood.
Shouting him down.
- Oh, really? - Yes.
Mother's filled me in on the whole Rhinewood story.
How it was a-- What's the word, bizarre? A very bizarre trick that Cecil Colby played on you.
There's something I can't help wondering.
What's that? Why didn't Jeff, who was, after all, working for you and Denver-Carrington while all this was happening-- Why didn't Jeff warn you about what was going on? - He couldn't.
- Couldn't? - He didn't know anything about it.
- You're sure about that.
- Yes, I am.
- Well, I'm glad.
I'm sorry I brought it all up.
It's just that Colby was Jeff's uncle.
It seemed a little odd to me that Jeff didn't know anything about it.
But you're right of course.
How could he have known? You were the one he was closer to at the end.
See you, Father.
Yes? Jeff, do you mind if I use your machine.
No, go ahead.
Thank you.
I really appreciate this.
I've had enough of this farce, Rhinewood.
If you think I'm gonna sit still while you try to take over Denver-Carrington then you really are a maniac.
I run this company, and I've run it well.
I'm not gonna let it go.
Do you understand? I'm going to find out who you are.
And when I do, I'm gonna destroy you.
What are you doing with this? - I found it.
- Found it where? I should say I was with Mother about a month ago when she was cleaning out some of your uncle's personal things including that tape.
She told me the whole story.
And a month later you decide to see the tape.
That's right.
I was with Blake a little while ago.
He happened to mention it.
Blake? Yes.
What did he say? It's not all that important, Jeff.
I asked you a question.
Look, what's important to me is that I can finally understand why you're sticking it out at the house under his roof.
It's your love for your son.
But it can't be easy for you, can it? What did Blake say? That you were involved in it.
- lnvolved in what? - The whole Rhinewood affair.
Blake didn't say that.
What are you up to, Adam? I'm up to nothing except curiosity about that cassette.
As for Blake, he didn't say it in so many words.
It was more in the way he reacted.
With the implication that maybe your blood loyalties were in direct conflict with your loyalty to him.
I'll say this for him.
Your father-in-law, my father, his trust isn't even skin-deep.
In fact, I think it starts and stops with himself.
Jeff.
I'd think twice about Blake's trust in you.
To take it one step further, if I were you I'd take your son's stock in Denver-Carrington add it to what Colbyco already owns and then run both companies our way.
Just something to think about, Jeff.
Mrs.
Colby.
- What is it, Joseph? - May I relieve you of those packages? No, thank you, Joseph.
I am perfectly capable of carrying these gifts for the children myself.
And I know my way to the nursery.
I raised Fallon and Steven there, remember? Well, you will find only one child in that room right now.
Mrs.
Carrington's in the solarium with Danny.
In that case, take this, Joseph, and I'll be up in the nursery in a minute.
Hello, Krystle.
Hello, Alexis.
I brought a little present for Steven's son.
But you can open it if you like.
Why don't you open it? Oh, I might break my fingernails.
Besides, I thought I wasn't welcome in this house by you.
Well, it doesn't take all that long to unwrap a package.
Well.
I see you're growing quite attached to him.
Yes, I am.
Very attached.
Well, I wouldn't tie too many emotional cords to him if I were you.
That niece of yours, that dreadful girl, will undoubtedly decide to come back one day probably soon, and take him with her.
You haven't heard? Haven't heard what? Sammy Jo has decided to leave him here for good.
She's giving him up to us for adoption.
Blake.
How did you get in here? Nobody could stop me.
- Now, look, Alexis, I am busy.
If-- - How dare you? How dare you buy Steven's son for Krystle? Oh, I should have known when I talked to that garbage niece of hers that you'd already paid her off.
We did not pay her off.
We did not buy the child.
Now, Sammy Jo didn't wanna be burdened with him, and she offered Danny to us because she thought he'd be better off with us.
Oh, really? And where does that leave me? That baby is my flesh and blood too.
That is Steven's child, and I will not stand by and see Krystle become his mother.
I will fight you, Blake.
I will take you to court and I will fight you.
- You will, huh? - Yes.
You with your delicious maternal history? You made me abandon Steven and Fallon.
You left, Alexis.
You left and you never contacted them.
Not until the trial 1 6 years later.
Remember that? On second thought, don't bother.
I'll remind the court myself.
You forced me to stay away from them.
You blackmailed me into it.
Blackmail, right, if that's what you wanna call it.
But I had good reasons.
Damned good reasons.
You think you're holding all the cards, now? - I hope so.
- You know something? You are pathetic.
It's pitiful to see you like this.
A man who wants to turn his own grandchild into his son.
A whole pathetic and pitiful attempt to regain your second youth.
I won't even waste my breath trying to explain this.
Well, do explain it.
Will you explain it to me? All right, I will.
Steven grew up with a mother who was no better than a tramp.
His son is going to grow up with a decent woman as his mother.
It's just as simple as that.
Now, get out of here.
The attorneys have made it clear that our original plans to adopt the baby just have to be changed.
Changed? Why? Well, if we pursue the normal course, Danny comes under the jurisdiction of the County Adoption Court, which means that Sammy Jo cannot specify us as the parents.
Instead, the first couple on the county's adoption list is going to get Danny.
So, what are we going to do? We're gonna go the private route.
At the right time, I'm gonna send one of my lawyers into New York with the proper papers stating that Sammy Jo wants to sign the baby over to us.
Well, then I don't see any problem.
Sammy Jo will phone us in a few days and let us know where she's going to be staying and then we'll just go forward with what you just said.
Blake? She can't sign the baby over to us because you're still legally married to Mark.
Just gonna have to wait until the divorce goes through, until we remarry.
Oh, Blake.
But what if she decides to give little Danny to someone else.
She won't.
Besides, in your heart you're really Danny's mother.
That's the important thing.
This frightens me, Blake.
I can't help it.
Now, darling, don't be afraid.
Steven's son is going to be our son.
I swear to you that.
Good evening, Sister.
Well, how's our patient doing? Much better, doctor.
He's finding it less painful to speak.
Is that right, young man? Yes, that's true, Dr.
Chen.
Oh, that's fine.
I want to be frank with you.
As you know, in your case, we had no photographs.
Nothing to go by.
Nor could I ask you for guidance because you were unconscious from the time you were picked up from the waters until we brought you here to Singapore.
But immediate surgery was necessary.
You do understand that.
Yes, I do.
I think you will be satisfied.
Now, I hope you are strong enough to answer a few vital questions.
First, whom should we contact to tell that you're alive and recovering? It doesn't matter.
Doctor, I'm very tired.
I'd rather not talk anymore.
Please.
I understand, of course.
But could you tell us your name at least? The rest can wait.
My name is Reynolds.
Ben.
Benjamin Reynolds.
Reynolds? Well, then Mr.
Reynolds, there's another question l-- Ben? Ben? At least we know his name, doctor.
Do we, Sister? You know, he was wearing this when they fished him from the ocean.
He says his name is Reynolds.
His belt says otherwise.
The desk informed me that you told them that you were expected and to let you in.
That's the first that I've heard of those instructions, Mark.
You're sore at me for barging in here.
- Oh, yeah, I'm sore, but it isn't at you.
- Oh, okay.
Then I guess I'm stuck for the champagne.
And you're stuck with this.
It might help to cheer you up.
Go ahead, Alexis, open it.
You have one already and you hate the design.
It's too small? No, it's too big? Oh, Mark, it's so beautiful.
That is really sweet of you.
But it's much too extravagant.
I mean you don't make enough money to buy things like this.
Well, tell that to your daughter.
As far as I'm concerned, I wanted to give a very special woman something more than just my company.
Well, I think that you're a very special man.
- Would you pin it on me? - Sure.
Why do you wanna give me something as lovely as this? Maybe it's because I think you're fantastic.
Or maybe it's because I have designs on you.
And I wanna sweep you off your feet.
You're a gambler, Alexis, aren't you? Oh, yes.
The story of my life.
Win some, lose some.
Well, consider this and me a gamble to find out what my motives are.
Mark Jennings, smiling his enigmatic smile.
But his eyes aren't smiling.
They're very serious.
Mark.
If you're talking about an arrangement more permanent than the one we have, I'm afraid that that's impossible.
Why? Because I'm broke.
Oh, no.
No, it has nothing to do with money.
It's-- It's just that l-- What? Well, I can only handle one passion at a time.
You're in love, but not with me.
There's that infamous other man.
Yes, there is another man.
But it isn't love that I feel for him.
It's hate.
You see, Mark, hate is as strong a passion as love.
And right now I have to make a choice and dedicate that passion elsewhere.
So if your motives are anything more than just love in the afternoon, I think you'd better take this off.
Do I open the champagne here or upstairs? Upstairs.
- Has Dr.
Melton arrived yet? - He has.
I told him I had phoned you about the baby's slight fever - that you asked he come immediately.
- And? Well, as I tried to assure you, - your son is perfectly all right.
- I'll check on him myself.
Yeah.
You gonna get some sleep for me? Yeah.
- Is he still running a fever? - Yes.
I told you this morning, the doctor says with teething it's normal.
Normal? I don't know what's normal in this house anymore.
Jeff, calm down, please.
Was Fallon satisfied with the diagnosis? - She doesn't know.
- And what exactly does that mean? I thought you knew.
She had to fly to Aspen for a few hours.
She's called here twice.
But that was before Dr.
Melton's visit-- She's really the perfect mother, isn't she? Taking off and to hell with the sick kid.
Jeff, where are you going? Je-- Let's put it this way, it was an okay trip, I'm glad I'm back but I'm ready to head on home right now.
So, Pete, before I do, I wanna talk to Mark and fill him in on the tennis tournament.
You know where I can find him? He's not around.
Okay, well, will you tell him--? Oh, never mind, I'll do it myself.
Thanks.
Bye.
Mark? Mark? Mark? You heard about our son? Yes, Jeff, I checked with Kirby when we landed at the airport.
He's just fine.
And to make double sure, you rushed back here to be with him, right? - I'm on my way.
- But you had to stop by here first.
- Our son is burning up with a fever.
- Jeff-- Our son is burning up with a fever but you had to fly off for lunch with a couple of your customers and then stop by your lover's room.
- My what? - lsn't that what he is? The guy you spend half your time with? The tennis bum who kisses you in pools in front of a couple hundred people.
- Mark works for me.
- I'll bet he does.
He's an employee here.
There's nothing going on between the two of you? No, there isn't.
How many times have you been in bed with him including just now? What's the matter with you? What's been the matter with you? What's the matter with me? You're in this room lying to me, and you ask me something like that? - Let go of me.
- Say it.
"I'm Fallon Carrington Colby and I'm no good.
"' - Let go of me.
- Say it.
"My brother Steven was right when he called me a million-dollar tramp because I am one.
I'm rotten as a person, and I'm worse as a wife and a mother.
"' - Say it.
- Stop it.
- Say it.
I wanna hear it.
- Stop it.
Say it, "l have a husband I hate, a baby I don't give a damn about.
"' - Let go of me.
- "I'm worthless as a mother and I'm--" - You're hurting me! - Say it! - Oh, God.
- Say it! - Say it! - What the hell? Say it! Say it! Say it! No! Don't! Stop it! Mark, don't hit him, I'm okay.
Oh, God.
Stop it, both of you.
Mark, don't.
God.
This is my apartment, Colby.
Why don't you get out of here while you still can? Oh, no.
It's okay.
Oh, God, what is happening? Make sure that Harrison gets these papers right away, will you, Marcia? I will, Mr.
Carrington.
Daddy? Fallon, what is it, darling? What's wrong? Is there anything I can do? No, thank you very much.
- What is it? Is it the baby? - No.
- It's Jeff.
- Jeff? You have to let me out of the marriage, you have to.
Oh, come on now.
Sit down and tell me all about it.
Come on.
I've tried to live up to the promise of staying together.
But I can't do it anymore.
Now, tell me exactly what happened with-- What is that? How did that happen? He tried to strangle me.
He what? He tried to kill me.
- What are you doing? - Gonna find him, get him over here.
No, don't call him.
I don't wanna see him or talk to him.
- We can't talk it out anymore.
- Darling, l-- - I want a divorce because it's over.
- Darling l-- - No, Daddy, I'm afraid! - Now-- - No, no, no.
- Stop it, will you? Stop it.
Now, there's nothing to be afraid of.
Believe me, there isn't.
- I can't.
It's over.
- I've got to talk to him.
I've got to see him.
Nobody's gonna hurt my daughter.
Not while I'm still alive.
"Meeting tomorrow.
You, my mother and myself.
Imperative you attend.
"' We'll see about that.
Jeff, come in.
This is an unexpected pleasure.
To coin a phrase.
Well, in this case, it's true.
It's always good to see you.
Well, now.
- Martini? - All right.
I tried calling you at the office this afternoon.
I was out.
Were you being naughty? I was taking care of personal business.
Well, sometimes that can be naughty.
Jeff, is anything the matter? You seem terribly upset.
Only this memo to me from your son.
What is this nonsense about me being summoned to a summit conference? Oh, that.
Well, it was written by Adam, but it's actually from me.
Your equal partner in Colbyco.
And this is one equal who wants to be put equally in the picture with the other equal.
Equality.
Now, that's a laugh.
You, who don't know a thing about the oil business wanting to talk business with me? Well, I think it's about time I found out.
Sorry, I have too much to think about now without having to teach you.
You understand that? Jeff.
You're perspiring.
Are you ill? I am.
I'm sick.
I'm sick and tired of you and Adam trying to tell me how to run the company I grew up with.
The company that made you among the richest women in the country by an accident of marriage.
Accident? I married your uncle because-- Because you adored him.
- Yes.
- He was dying and you knew it.
I did not know it.
I thought-- Save it, Alexis.
I've got a lot better things to do with my time.
How long have you been there? Long enough.
There's something terribly wrong with him, Adam.
I think he's been working too hard, and then all the pressures with Fallon on top of it, he really should take some time off.
He won't, Mother.
You heard him.
Doesn't trust me or you.
We're incompetents in his book.
Well, I'm going to see that he gets away.
I'll send him off on a long holiday.
Or better still, I'll arrange for him to visit some of our overseas offices.
Meanwhile, I am Cecil Colby's widow.
And he wanted me with him or by his side.
So the minute Jeff leaves, I'm gonna move into his office and run Colbyco the way it should be run.
Properly.
You can't do that.
I can't do that? Oh, Adam, I can and I will do anything I wish.
I said you can't.
What's wrong with you? You're suddenly frightened of offending him? I thought you disliked him.
It has nothing to do with like or dislike.
Well, why are you so adamant about this? It's my office too.
- And you can't go in there.
- Why not? It's dangerous.
Dangerous.
What do you mean, dangerous? When I had the panelling painted, I had an idea.
What idea? To mix a compound with the paint.
Compound? What kind of compound? Something to make Jeff more malleable to us.
There are vapours in the paint, now in the panelling that breathed, over time, disorient the mind, the thinking processes.
In this case, Jeff's case, they're working to keep him from being a stumbling block to both of us.
Our plans that we've talked about endlessly together.
And worked on so hard together.
My God.
You're killing him.
No, Mother, I'm not killing him.
There's no danger of that.
You're killing him.
Now, Mother, do I look like a murderer? Oh, I don't know what you are sometimes.
Well, thank you for that.
You have got to have that poison removed.
Do you hear me? Do you hear me, Adam? Mother, I've just learned something I must share with you.
Little Blake Colby, your princely grandson, owns thousands of shares of Denver-Carrington stock.
Combine those with what Cecil owned before he died.
And Colbyco controls Blake's company.
If-- If Jeff is disoriented enough to sign control of all those shares plus what he controls of Colbyco over to you.
Leaving Blake Carrington out in the cold.
On his knees, begging.
- On his knees.
- Yes.
So until that time comes we leave the office, Jeff's office, with Jeff in it as is.
Status quo.
All right? No.
You won't go along with this? I will not take a chance on Jeff's life or his sanity.
I think you will or-- Or? I'll have to tell everyone concerned that I was simply following your instructions.
How the whole thing was your idea in the first place.
Think of it, Mother.
How would it feel to run the Colby empire from a prison cell? Oh, God, I don't believe what I'm hearing.
What kind of a monster, are you? I? I am Adam Carrington, son of Alexis Carrington Colby.
Consider the options, Mother.
You don't have any.