Dynasty s03e24 Episode Script

Late night.
Business booming at the hotel? Medical convention tomorrow.
It's keeping me busy.
You want a glass of wine? Thank you.
Is there something wrong? No.
I ran into Krystle when I was leaving.
She's been living there for three days.
This house seems so empty without her.
How's Kirby? Asleep.
Fine.
Just fine.
You're sure? When you were pregnant with Little Blake, you hardly had any morning sickness at all.
Poor Kirby's been reeling with it day and night.
But I figure she'll snap out of it when we start moving.
We've been house-hunting over the weekend.
We've got listings on a couple of other places.
Want a piece of cheese? Oh, no.
Well, you and Kirby are married now and a baby on the way.
It's only natural she'd want her own home.
Jeff, when the new baby comes, I hope you'll keep him or her close to Little Blake.
I remember how great it was being with Steven when I was growing up.
Of course they'll be close.
You don't think it'd be any other way.
Nothing really stays the same, Jeff.
I mean, that's life.
Just ask Krystle.
La Mirage.
Good evening.
This is La Mirage Hotel.
May I help you? Yes, l'd-- I'd like to talk to Mrs.
Carrington, please? Krystle Carrington.
One moment, please.
- Wait, wait.
Operator, wait-- - Yes? Just forget the call.
Thank you very much.
Steven.
Here's a letter.
I guess Claudia didn't have your new address.
I forgot to tell her.
Thanks.
Listen, you got off the phone in a hurry.
Why? Mr.
Deegan answered.
I figured you had company.
You're gonna find out about it sooner or later.
I'd rather it were sooner.
Chris moved into my apartment last night.
Listen, if you're being defensive about anything, it's not necessary.
You're entitled to live your life exactly the way you want.
I love you, Steven.
Everybody in this house loves you.
Especially my father.
Including Daddy.
Look, he's in the dining room.
Why don't you just go in and say hello? It's one word.
It's not that hard to get out.
"Hello, Dad.
"' Sorry, two words.
I'm in a hurry.
Thanks for phoning me, sis.
Hi, Daddy.
I was told that Steven is here.
Yeah, he already left.
In a hurry, I bet.
To rush out of the house.
It's an epidemic.
Would you like some of the ham, Mrs.
Colby? No thanks, Marie.
I'd just like poached eggs.
Nothing else.
Something wrong, darling? Oh, nothing.
It's just that the whole family seems to be breaking apart.
Steven gone.
Jeff and Kirby going.
Daddy, would you do me a favour, please? Phone Krystle and get her to come back here.
I can't.
Krystle walked out of this house on her own.
She's going to have to come back the same way.
Hi.
Mind if I sit? No.
How did it happen, Krystle, to us? How did two nice guys from Ohio end up here in Denver, mixed up with these very rich and very rotten people? I'd rather not talk about it, if you don't mind.
Why? Because you're sore and upset? Well, so am l.
And I'm getting out of here.
I'd like you to pack and come with me.
What? As friends.
That's a beat in our lives we somehow missed along the way.
How about it? Mark.
I'm not running away.
I got my divorce last week.
I'm a free woman now.
I'm on my own.
And I'm going to stay here, and make a life for myself as Krystle Grant.
- Grant? - Yes.
Not Carrington.
Not Jennings.
Grant.
It's time for me to be my own woman.
You're right, Krystle.
You do have a score to settle in this town.
And so do l, with Blake's ex-wife.
I've come to make peace, Blake.
Oh, really? Did you check your hatchet with my secretary outside? Blake, I'm serious.
You know that right now the oil business is foundering.
Look at OPEC, they're constantly fighting with each other.
And nobody knows what's going to happen.
- Nobody.
- Except you.
Obviously, you do.
All I know is that Steven-- Yes, Steven.
--has done a magnificent job of analysing the potential in the South China Sea.
And with our two companies combined in one powerhouse empire, we can become the biggest independent in the world.
Well, it's a very intriguing offer but I'm afraid I have other things on my mind at the moment.
Meaning Krystle, of course.
Oh, yes, I know all about her moving in to La Mirage.
It's probably the best thing that could have happened to you and to us.
What the hell are you talking about anyway? Well, we're older and wiser now, if no less attractive.
And we do share three wonderful children.
Alexis, I can live with you if I have to, for the moment, anyway, in this unholy business alliance.
But when it comes to anything personal-- What was it my grandfather used to say? "Lie down with rattlesnakes, get up with fangs in your neck.
"' How clever.
Well, if the implication here is that you're still in love with Krystle, I think that's over with.
In fact, I know it is.
You know absolutely nothing about me.
You never did.
Oh, don't l? I've been able to read you better than you can read yourself.
You do not love Krystle.
If you did, you could never have castigated her in front of me at the lily pond, remember? And don't try and pretend that it didn't happen.
Because you and I both know that it did.
Mrs.
Colby, your office called.
I have some messages for you.
Thank you, Marcia.
No, it's not Jason.
It's Jonas.
Dr.
Jonas Edwards from Billings, Montana.
He arrives today for the convention.
Has he checked in yet? No, there's no message.
Mother's not in her office, Adam, so I'd appreciate your telling her when she gets here that I'm driving up to High Meadow and won't be back until sometime tonight.
High Meadow being that sanatorium where they're treating Claudia Blaisdel.
High Meadow being the place where Claudia Blaisdel is recovering.
Steven, don't you know when you're well out of a mess? The unfortunate woman is obviously deeply troubled and always will be.
What I'm trying to say-- Ask is, haven't you had enough heartache and unhappiness in your personal relationships to last you a lifetime? Go on.
I want to know what instinct in you, deep inside you, makes you get mixed up with the wrong kind of people? Look, I've already told you, I'm capable of running my own life.
If you don't wanna deliver the message, I'll write a note for my mother which I should have done in the first place.
I'm not gonna let you do this.
It's for your own sake, Steven.
As your brother, I'm telling you-- Get out of my way.
Adam? Steven.
Whatever this is, I want it stopped immediately.
Adam will fill you in on the details, Mother.
I'll be gone for the day.
Goodbye.
- Goodbye, darling.
- I will.
I damned well will.
- He blocks me at every turn.
- He's hurt, that's what he is.
And you've managed to hurt him again, haven't you? What did you finally call him? A faggot? I never used the word.
Adam, I have told you before that I will not tolerate your attacking Steven on that basis and I mean it.
Mother, you have two sons.
Why do you persist in playing favourites when l--? When one attacks the other? I did not attack him.
Adam.
Just remember this.
It is my right to play anything I wish, just as it is my right to change anything I wish.
My clothes.
My hairstyle.
My will.
What? You heard me.
Both you and Steven have equal shares in that will.
I'm going to amend it for the moment.
It will read that your share goes to your brother.
And if you demonstrate that by your good behaviour, you deserve your place as a son and heir.
Then, and only then, will I reinstate you.
You can't be serious.
Can't l? Hello, Gerald? It's Alexis.
I want to see you in my office tomorrow morning, first thing.
I'm rewriting my will.
Mr.
Carrington isn't here yet but we expect him shortly.
Oh, just a minute, here he is.
Mr.
Carrington, this call is for you.
Mrs.
Blaisdel will be down in a few minutes.
Thanks.
Can I put these in some water for you? - Yeah, that'd be great, thank you.
- Okay.
- Hello? - Steven, it's Chris.
I'm sorry I had to call.
Had to? What's wrong? Your baby's nurse's brother had an automobile accident near Colorado Springs.
Nothing critical, but they had to put him in the hospital there.
She phoned me, asked if she could go see him.
I said, sure, that I'd come home and look after Danny till you got back.
Chris, that won't be until sometime tonight.
I promised Claudia we'd have an early dinner together.
Oh, no sweat.
I brought some work home with me.
I can sweat over it here as well as anywhere.
Okay.
Well, thanks.
I'll see you later.
Don't bother to sit, Mr.
Hess, because you won't be here that long.
Just long enough to explain why you threatened my secretary and disturbed my thinking.
Our business together is over.
I know that, but I had nowhere else to turn.
Turn? Turn for what? Look, Mrs.
Colby, I've done some good work for you.
Krystle Carrington.
Mark Jennings.
Congressman McVane.
All of it, good work.
Yes, for which you were paid handsomely.
I don't deny that.
At our last meeting at your apartment, I asked to leave by the back way.
Well, the reason I did that was I was being followed.
What are you talking about? There was a man I couldn't afford to see.
I'm in debt.
Heavy.
Gambling.
If I don't come up with the money by tonight, I might not be in shape to work for you again, and you might need me again.
Come up with the money.
How much money? Forty-five thousand dollars.
If you lend it to me, I'll give it back.
I'll do whatever I have-- Oh, save your breath, Mr.
Hess.
I don't finance fools.
Look, lady, this goon is after my blood.
Now, I need help, damn it.
Obviously.
Well, get it somewhere else, Mr.
Hess, and now get out of here before I have my security guards throw you out.
You'll be sorry, Mrs.
Colby.
Mr.
Hess, may I strongly suggest that you stop watching those old movies on television with those cliche lines? And may I also suggest that when and if you do get the money from whomever, that you buy yourself a new jacket? Don't you ever get sick of that atrocious eyesore you're wearing? You're going to regret this.
Oh, how you're going to regret this, lady.
Dr.
Edwards, you finally got here.
I wanna talk to you alone.
- Why, of course, Michael.
- Adam.
Yes, Adam.
- First, let me check on any messages.
- I wanna talk to you now.
What will it be, gentlemen? - Nothing for me.
- Double Scotch.
- I phoned you last week to suggest-- - That I not attend this convention.
You know, I may be old, boy, but I'm a long way from retirement.
And I'm sure there are few things I can learn from this group of doctors.
And your coming has nothing to do with your boy here.
- No, of course not.
- I don't believe you.
I didn't believe you last time when you dropped by my office to check on me.
All right.
All right, I elected to come here, not only for the convention, but to see how you were doing.
You're here to check up on me.
Say it.
Thank you.
I only wanted to be sure that the old problem wasn't, well, surfacing.
There's no old problem.
I experimented with some drugs and I stopped.
What you call my breakdown was actually just a tiny incident in my past.
Not so tiny.
Nevertheless, I respect your right not to reveal that incident to your parents.
I hope that, at least, pleases you.
Now if you'll excuse me.
What really would please me, doctor, is if you'd go-- Hello.
Dr.
Edwards, I'm Fallon Colby.
Oh, Mrs.
Colby, a pleasure.
You have a beautiful hotel here.
Thank you.
I didn't know you knew my brother.
Oh, I've known him ever since he was a baby.
That's not what you told me, Adam.
Then you obviously misunderstood.
Doctor, I hope you enjoy the convention.
You must have a lot of work to do.
Let's walk back to your office.
Well, let's just say the boss is taking a little break.
He looks angry.
But he always seems to have a short fuse whenever it comes to anything I say.
Bloody mary, please? Not you alone, Mrs.
Colby.
Everybody.
He's hot-tempered because he fights for what he believes in.
You know, take his first case as an attorney.
A worker in a Billings plant suddenly attacked his foreman, tried to strangle him.
Nobody guessed that the fella's mind had been distorted by a poisonous chemical.
- Poisoned by a chemical? - Yes.
The man didn't even remember the attack.
Your brother got his client off on the grounds of temporary insanity.
He proved that the man had been slowly and subtly poisoned by his exposure to the fumes of a chemical, manufactured in that plant.
What chemical was it? Mercuric oxide.
How smart he was, Mrs.
Colby, and is.
Your brother is smart, very smart.
Connect me with Mrs.
Carrington's suite, please? Hello? Hello, Krystle.
- It's Alexis.
- What do you want? To talk about Steven.
What about Steven? Well, he just called me from the sanatorium where he's visiting Claudia Blaisdel, and he wants to meet with us both on his way back into town.
Meet where, Alexis? At his cabin.
- You've been there, haven't you? - Yes, once.
Did he say why he wants to see both of us? He wants to talk about Danny.
I don't understand.
What's there to talk about? Well, it seems that your sterling niece, Sammy Jo, has just contacted him from New York and is suddenly putting roadblocks in his way.
- About the divorce? - No.
Something to do with the custody of Danny.
- I still don't-- - What? Don't understand why he asked me to come along.
With me present, you mean? Look, Krystle.
Whether you like it or not, that baby happens to be the flesh and blood of us both.
Now, do you want to meet with Steven and me or not? Good.
I'll be at Steven's cabin in about two hours.
How did you get up here? The doorman knows me.
Why not? I have had afternoon rendezvous in this cesspool before.
What do you want, Mark? Fallon.
I wanna talk about Fallon.
Again? Well, forget it.
It's a closed subject.
Not to me, it isn't.
She still won't believe my story about how you deliberately got into my bed.
And framed you or set you up.
Which expression is it today? Today is the day you get to pick it when you come to La Mirage with me and tell her the truth about what really happened.
You've gotta be joking.
I've never been more serious, Alexis.
Hello, security? You were very much mistaken in sending Mr.
Jennings up here unannounced.
I want somebody up immediately to throw him out.
Yes, I mean, immediately.
I'll show myself out.
I'm not finished with you, Alexis.
Yes.
But you don't understand.
My party has thrown me off the ticket.
Now I need your help.
You've gotta talk to them.
- Make them put me back-- - Now, Neal, you must know that I don't have that kind of political clout with the party.
This is my life.
Blake, we are talking about my life.
I know that.
I know that.
How can I defend you when you're in an indefensible position? When you get involved in this scandal? Then why did you stop me? Why did you come to Alexis' office and stop me from strangling that woman? Next time, please don't.
Next time? My God, Neal, aren't you in deep enough? Now come on.
Go to a steam room, get yourself sobered up.
You've gotta get that poison out of your head.
Okay.
You're right.
I have to straighten myself up.
I have business to take care of.
May I come in? Oh, yes, sure.
Come on in, Andrew.
I just saw our friend weaving toward the elevator.
- He looks pathetic.
- He is pathetic.
But he brought it on himself.
What have you got for me, Andrew? These documents for you to sign, that you asked me to draw up.
Let me get this straight before you do any signing.
You're giving Steven's son the same number of Denver-Carrington shares that you gave to Fallon and Jeff's son, right? - Yes.
- You're making Steven the trustee? Yes.
You see, Steven's birthday's coming up and I thought-- Well, I hoped that he might appreciate the gift.
I'll sign these and take them over to Steven later.
You really do trust your son, don't you? I mean, if he were of a mind to-- If he were of a mind to what? You know, he could easily do you in by signing those shares over to Alexis, which would give her an even stronger position in Denver-Carrington.
Against me, you mean.
Andrew, the day may never come when Steven and l can look at the sunset and agree on the colours.
But I know in my soul that my son is a man of honour.
Krystle? Didn't anything I said about going to the cabin get through to you? Fallon, neither of us trusts your mother.
But Steven asked for this meeting, not Alexis.
There's something else, isn't there? I'm afraid she wants to take over Danny's life.
You know, she cost me my baby.
I'll do anything I can to prevent her from costing Steven his.
It's that simple.
Good afternoon, Mrs.
Colby.
I've come to return the earring that you lost in the incident at the lily pond.
And to apologise for my reluctance to drain the pond when you requested it.
How humble you are suddenly, Joseph.
Well, I am, as you have pointed out from time-to-time, not of your position.
True.
So you had no right to speak to me the way you did.
That's correct.
Are you sure that this has nothing to do with my knowing the truth about Kirby's mother, your wife? And that I just might be provoked into telling Kirby that truth? No.
If you ever seriously meant to do that, I should be forced to stop you.
Is that a threat? If it is, it's another implied one from a man who's nothing but talk.
Please go.
I have a lot of things to do.
Well, I'm going.
And believe me, this isn't mere talk on my part.
I would stop anyone who would hurt my child.
Stop as in murder, Joseph? Oh, I can just see the headlines now.
"The Butler Did lt.
"' Gerard and Masefield are the butlers of the house, I am-- I know.
The tiresome major-domo.
Do you still keep a scrapbook on my comings and goings, Joseph? Well, why don't you crawl back to the house, creep into your room and flip through it? Because you're boring me.
Dr.
Robinson.
- Mrs.
Colby? - They told me I might find you here.
Whatever this is about, I'm on my way into scrub.
I'm due in surgery.
Please, doctor, it'll only take a minute.
What is it? You examined Jeff after he was poisoned? Yes, I did.
And? Could he have been poisoned by mercuric oxide? Mercuric oxide? Well, it is a neurotoxin.
Yes, I guess it could have been.
But I'm not sure.
Well, could you check it out against his symptoms? I will, but not right now.
I have to go.
Come in, Pat.
Just put them on the desk.
The boss' lovely wife.
I was told Jeff might be in here.
Kirby, you're smiling.
In fact, you're positively glowing.
Well, as a matter of fact, that's how I feel.
Terrifically aglow.
Happy with your life.
Very.
Now you say that as if you actually mean it.
Well, it may come as a complete surprise to you but I do.
Kirby, in case you didn't know it, happiness is a very ephemeral thing.
And right now, I assume it has to do with a guy named Jeff.
Good old Jeff.
He's so nice.
And so dull.
Well, go on.
I'm sure you're not finished.
No, I'm not.
Just between the two of us, how long can you continue playing the little empty-headed doll? Where's the passion, the excitement in your life? I mean, the real passion, the real excitement, Kirby? Where's the fulfilment? Passion? Excitement.
Oh, fulfilment.
Yes, those little things.
I have them.
I have all of them.
Just as I have a great purpose in life.
And what is your great purpose right now? Cocktails with your fulfilling husband? I didn't tell you where we were going.
Jeff and I are off to see Dr.
Winfield.
Something wrong? You don't look sick.
I'm not, thank you.
I'm fine.
Jeff and I are expecting a baby.
So, Adam, does that finally finish us? For good? I'm sorry.
I must have the wrong apartment.
I'm looking for Steven Carrington.
You're at the right place, Mr.
Carrington.
Please come in.
Thank you.
Steven's away right now, but he'll be back shortly.
My name's Deegan.
Christopher.
I'm Steven's lawyer and friend.
I see.
- Can I offer you a drink? - No.
No, thank you.
You seem very much at home here, Mr.
Deegan.
I am home, sir.
I moved in last night.
You moved in here? It beats living in a lonely hotel, that's for sure.
If you're wondering how I recognised you, there are some photos around.
I think your grandson's awake.
I'll go get him.
Now, just a minute.
You're gonna go get my grandson? Yes, I've been taking care of him.
Mr.
Deegan, don't go get him.
Just get out of here.
- Please.
- Wait a minute.
No, I'm not gonna wait a minute, neither are you.
Just get out of here.
I'll stay here and I'll take care of him until his father gets back.
Mr.
Carrington, I don't understand.
What have I done? What have you done? I'll tell you what you're doing.
You're living with my son.
I don't care about that.
I just don't want you around my grandson.
I want you to get out of here.
Let go of him! Did you hear what I said? Now you get out of here, Dad.
Or I swear, this time I'll be the one on trial for murder.
Oh, Mrs.
Colby, I have the first photos for your baby's album.
They're shots of the foetus.
He or she is gorgeous.
Do all mothers-to-be say that, Dr.
Winfield? Most.
You can leave now and tell that anxiously-waiting husband out there that you're an exceedingly healthy woman and that all is going well.
I will.
I hope that includes my bouts with morning sickness.
Do you suppose it's because it started this early, that it might end a little earlier? It's not really early.
It's the normal time.
Three months.
Three? I'm only one-month pregnant.
No, three months.
The sonar which measured the baby and the photos I just gave you are the most accurate gauges.
Your baby was conceived three months ago, my dear.
No! Adam, stop it! Don't be upset.
You're not the first woman on Earth who's had premarital sex with her husband.
What's important is that the two of you rejoice Kirby? What, Jeff? Is everything all right? The baby's gonna be fine.
Stop it.
Adam! What is it, Kirby? Blake, I'm not saying that you have to like what you walked in on.
But do I have to remind you of what happened the last time you overreacted on the same score with Ted Dinard? You don't have to remind me, because I have no intention of going within a mile of my son's new friend.
Andrew, I have made up my mind.
I have decided that I'm going to file for custody of my grandson.
Oh, for God's sake, Blake.
Don't you realise what that'll cost you? All of you? Steven's soul stomped on again? Steven's made his choice.
All I'm interested in now is my grandchild.
Blake, weigh.
Please weigh the consequences of what labelling your son as an unfit parent will do to the both of you and to your relationship.
Our relationship? That was destroyed finally tonight.
Andrew, I'll be damned if I'm going to let two gays raise that baby.
Well, hello, Krystle.
Is Steven here yet? No, he called from the sanatorium.
His visit with the Blaisdel woman was taking longer than expected, so he's going to be a little late.
Would you like some champagne? I brought over a bottle.
I was sure you would.
No.
Keep looking at your watch, Krystle.
Don't worry, he'll be here.
Well, if he isn't in the next five minutes, I'm going back to the hotel.
Back to La Mirage? I've certainly had my fill of La Mirages in my lifetime.
Paris, Rome, Monte Carlo, and finally, Acapulco.
Hotels where I lived after the great Blake Carrington banished me into exile.
Alexis, I'm not here to talk about where you camped out, or about Blake.
Especially not about Blake.
Neither am l, really.
I'm talking about you and me.
Yes.
And all of the sad sisterhood of beautiful women who fall in love with powerful men.
Giants.
Men who put their business interests ahead of their personal ones.
Men who wear their women on their arm merely as decorative possessions.
So, Krystle, you may not know it yet but you are far better off having broken with Blake than you ever were suffering his neglect.
You know, the man that you really should turn to is Mark.
What? Yes, Mark Jennings.
I could tell from the first time that I met him that he was a-- Well, perhaps sometimes misguided, but basically a sweet and decent man.
Sweet and caring.
The kind of man who would put the woman he loved ahead of everything.
Look, I'm not here to talk about Mark Jennings, or Blake Carrington, or the sisterhood of beautiful women.
I'm here to help Steven solve a problem.
Except Steven isn't coming, is he? He never was coming.
You've planned this.
Whatever twisted reason you have spinning in that head of yours.
All right, I realise that I should never have underestimated your native intelligence.
Even if you are a-- What was it? Ex-stenographer.
So let's get down to business.
What business? Blake and I are going to be partners.
And you, my dear, are a distraction that I simply do not need.
So here is a certified cheque for $1 million, to get out of Blake's life, permanently.
Finally.
You're finally trying to buy me off.
Krystle, life is a marketplace.
People buy.
People sell.
I am a master of both.
You're a master of disgust, Alexis.
Face the facts.
You are not married to Blake, and Blake does not love you.
He made that clear when he humiliated you at the lily pond in front of me.
I am aware of your premarital property agreement.
A hundred thousand dollars, right? Now I am offering you ten times more.
A lot of money.
A lot.
Money.
Your leitmotif in life.
How's that for an ex-stenographer? Charming, erudite, so Wagnerian, and so surprising.
You married Cecil for it.
You tried to buy Danny with it.
And you bought off Sammy Jo with it.
And now you're trying to use it to get Blake.
Well, I don't need your money, Alexis, because I'm rich in something you don't even know how to spell.
The word's integrity.
The door won't open.
Alexis, what kind of a game are you playing now? Game? What's that? Smoke.
Oh, my God.
The cabin's on fire.
This is all your fault.
Every time you come into my life, something terrible happens to me.
Maybe we can get out this window.
Do something! There's no water.
There's no water! Alexis.
Alexis! Alexis.
Alexis! Oh, my God.