Dynasty s04e14 Episode Script

All right, Kirby.
Follow my finger.
Back again.
Good.
Good.
Well, that does it.
We'd like to take your blood pressure now.
Mrs.
Carrington, did you see this in the morning paper? No, l didn't.
Must be terribly exciting owning such a fabulous horse.
Yes, it is.
But l only own half of him.
Would you check with Dr.
Winfield's nurse? Mrs.
Colby's been in with him for a long time.
A simple swollen finger.
lf Kystle hadn't dragged me in here, l wouldn't be wasting your time.
Ten swollen fingers.
And let's not wory about my time, Kirby, let's wory about you.
l'm tempted to diagnose mild preeclampsia.
You have an electrolyte imbalance in your bloodstream that could cause problems with your nervous system.
Your blood pressure's high, and at this stage of your pregnancy, that's not good.
But we'll get it down, and the swelling along with it.
Thank you.
Well, what do you want me to do? Kirby, l want you to get home, get in bed, and stay there.
- Bed? - This is serious business.
l'll be checking you evey 48 hours.
And if this condition gets worse, l'm gonna have to put you in the hospital.
All right, doctor.
Thank you.
Mrs.
Wunderlich, the doctor will see you now.
l'm sory it took so long.
- What did he say? What's wrong? - Wrong? Nothing's wrong.
lt's just tension.
A lot of tension.
A divorce? Why? Well, l guess it's the classic reason, Blake.
- Kirby and l iust don't get along.
- Incompatibility? - That's as good a word as any.
- But throwing away a marriage Jeff, this doesn't sound like you.
Well, we've made a decision, and that's it.
We didn't wanna tell you before the wedding.
- We felt we didn't want to upset you.
- Well, l am upset.
Not because of myself.
Not even because of you and Kirby.
There is a child involved in this, an unborn child, to whom you and Kirby have a tremendous responsibility.
We've thought about that, but we still intend to go ahead with the divorce.
Jeff, l know there must be differences between you two, but l know you both.
l would like to sit down with the two of you and talk.
Just talk.
Maybe help you to resolve some of those differences.
Sort them out.
Well, l'm sory, Blake.
There's nothing that can be sorted out.
l mean that.
Kirby's gonna be fine.
She said the doctor told her it was just tension.
lt's this thing with Jeff.
You know, l've loved both those kids as if they were my own.
They're both caring and responsible and decent.
And now there's this sudden irresponsibility.
A divorce.
l just don't understand it.
They're both eveything you just said.
They're adults now.
When you talked to Jeff about it, all he said was incompatibility? Yeah, that's all he said.
Why? Just wondering.
Do you know something that l don't know? There's always more going on between people than anybody understands.
Well, l know Jeff and l know that he's hiding s! omething.
l wanna know just what that something is.
Hello, Mrs.
Carrington, Mr.
Carrington.
Hello, Tony.
How's that new foal? Eveything all right? - Just fine, sir.
- Did the vet come out to see him? Left iust a little while ago.
Let me give you a leg up.
What are you thinking about? Or should l ask whom? ''Whom,'' as in you.
Something complimentay, l hope.
Oh, yes, vey.
When l see you, something happens.
You've brought excitement back into my life.
What are you doing? l think we should have a real party.
l'd rather not.
Besides You didn't know that l indulge from time to time? No, l didn't.
J Well l find it vey stimulating.
l've seen too many people go down the drain on that stuff.
So l'll stick with this.
Well, maybe you won't ty one this time, but you'll change your mind eventually.
This is Alexis Colby.
l'd like to speak to the sommelier, please.
This is Mrs.
Colby.
l'd like you to send a bottle-- No.
Make that a magnum of Dom Pérignon to the table where my son is celebrating his birthday tonight.
Present it to his wife with this note: ''Lots of success on your party tonight.
Love, Alexis.
'' What was that all about? Call it balance.
Balance, meaning? Keeping people off it.
- Yes? - Mr.
Dexter's on hís way up.
Thank you, Paul.
Your Mr.
Dexter's on his way up.
- Is he? - That's what the man said.
So you're on your way to that charity whatever, and l'm on my way down to the gym, unless you want me to stick around and take a couple more orders from that creep.
Mark, l told Mr.
Dexter that l would not tolerate any repetition of that fight.
And l won't tolerate any repetition of that fight from you either.
l hired you to protect me.
Yes, l know, against people who are out to see you dead.
And Dexter isn't one of them.
Okay, Alexis.
Well, he's tall.
He's dark.
He's not that hard on the eyes.
Why don't you send the bum back where he belongs, huh? On the tennis court.
That's my business.
l thought l'd told you l was taking my own car, and that l'd meet you at the party.
Well, l decided otherwise.
How about that? You know, l don't appreciate people who don't listen to me.
Except that l'm not just people.
ln fact, l consider myself somebody vey special as far as you're concerned.
The fact that l gave you that necklace you're wearing, and the fact that you accepted it, should prove that.
Oh, Dex.
l am extremely fond of you.
And l'm more than fond of you.
Alexis, what would you say if l told you l was falling in love with you? That l'm really falling in love with you.
l'd say, ''Don't.
'' lt might spoil things between us.
And And? And l'd also say, ''Why don't you call downstairs and cancel my car?'' And mine? Oh, no.
Why don't you tell them to leave yours in the garage for a while? lt'll be safe, though.
You may not be that safe here.
Hope not.
''All success.
Much love, Alexis.
'' There, you see? We were both wrong.
She really does like you.
Well, again, happy birthday, Steven.
- Thank you, Dad.
- Happy birthday.
- Happy birthday.
- Thanks.
Wish Fallon could have been here.
l think she's a little tied up with some personal business.
Besides, she offered me another birthday dinner sometime next week, and who am l to argue? Excuse me a moment, please.
Oh, Fallon.
Oh, hi, Daddy.
l got a message saying that you wanted to talk to me.
- Something about Adam.
- Adam.
Oh, him.
That can wait.
Don't wory.
Hey.
You do know that you own this hotel, don't you? How do you think it looks for you to be carying a bottle of champagne? - A bottle you don't even need.
- Oh, come on.
- No, no, no.
It's not funny.
- Daddy, now, relax.
Be a little more European.
Where are you going? To visit a friend who's throwing a little party.
l know, you're worried about my getting involved in this divorce situation with Jeff and Kirby, aren't you? - Yes, l am.
- Well, don't wory, darling.
l had a night to think it over, and l realised that this divorce is between Jeff and Kirby and no one else.
And you were right.
But that's no surprise.
You usually are.
ls there something else that's bothering you, darling? Nothing, really.
l have a few phone calls to make, so don't wait.
l'll meet you downstairs.
All right.
Hello.
This is Mrs.
Carrington.
l'd like to confirm my appointment for today.
- Morning, Daddy.
- Morning, Fallon.
- Just coffee, Sarah.
- Yes, Mrs.
Colby.
Sausages are excellent.
Homemade by Mrs.
Gunnerson.
She must be in an exceptionally good mood.
l'm not hungy, Daddy.
Those croissants are cying for you to take one of them.
l'd like to discuss business, if you don't mind, not food.
lt's about Adam.
Now, if you wanna trust him with supervising your real-estate investments, that is up to you.
But l don't want him to push me around when l'm tying to do something that's special and beautiful.
We are talking about the new annex for La Mirage and its cost, aren't we? Which are high, l admit that.
But l'm gonna make a lot back with vey happy customers.
And l don't buy Adam's line about Peter's architect being too extravagant.
Fallon, let me say this to you.
Adam is smart.
We all know that.
He's particularly smart about the real-estate field.
Now, l must confess to you that l've been warned that Peter De Vilbis was a high roller.
And that's fine, as long as he's dealing with his own money.
But when he begins to ty to influence you, now, that's another thing.
l don't appreciate your use of the word ''influence.
'' All right, give me time, l'll think of a more appropriate word.
ln the meantime, l'll go over those cost sheets by myself.
l will talk to Peter as an uninvolved party.
Now, is that all right with you? That's fine.
Thanks.
By the way, you're walking a lot straighter this morning than you did last night.
lndeed.
- He's sure frism this morning, huh? - He sure is.
Tony, l've asked you three times to get the stable phone fixed.
We're working on it right now.
Okay.
Well, l'd like to ride Samson this afternoon.
So have him ready for me at about 4:OO, okay? He hasn't been ridden all week.
He will be pretty hard to handle.
Why don't you take another horse? There are plenty to go around.
l know, Jeff.
l was here when most of them were born.
Look, l'm a hell of a lot stronger rider than you are.
l don't think you should take Samson out today.
Well, thanks for that overwhelming vote of no confidence.
Seems to be an epidemic this morning.
Don't wory, l can take care of myself.
Heavy day? l'm taking a flying lesson with Peter.
At least there's one person who thinks l can do something right.
Damn it, Fallon.
l don't want you flying with that guy.
- Oh, no? - No.
- Too dangerous? - Yes, vey dangerous.
Why don't you say what you really mean? - What are you talking about? - Oh, come on, Jeff.
What you're really thinking is you don't want me sleeping with him.
Yes, l am upset.
- Vey upset.
- Because l agree with Dr.
Miller? Mrs.
Carrington, you came to me for a second opinion.
l came here for some sign of hope.
That another doctor might say there was a chance l could have a baby.
l know, and l wish l could disagree with Dr.
Miller's findings.
- But you can't.
- No, l can't.
We've discussed your uterine problem, Mrs.
Carrington.
And while it might be possible for you to get pregnant, your chances of carying to term are practically impossible and, quite frankly, vey dangerous.
- l was afraid you'd say that.
- l'm sory, Mrs.
Carrington.
l hope Kirby's following my instructions to the letter.
Evey last one of them.
What instructions? l thought there was nothing wrong with Kirby.
Well, l'm afraid if she doesn't rest and do as l told her, it could be vey serious.
Oh, Tracy, do you know where Kystle is? Oh, she had an appointment outside the office, but she didn't say where.
ls something the matter? Oh, l iust got a call from the Energy Studies Commission.
They moved that meeting up to this afternoon.
Oil policy.
They're tying to put the squeeze on me about leases, in areas that are absolutely vital to this state.
l know some of those people.
Now they're gonna ty to put me on the spot.
Ask me some questions that might need updating.
From your lovely public-relations director.
No problem.
Tell me where she's to meet you and when.
lt's the Capitol building, Room 1 8, at 2:OO.
Okay.
l'll leave it right here, just in case l miss her.
Thank you vey much.
Did you find the papers you were looking for, Mr.
Carrington? Yes, Gerard.
They were on the desk, where l left them.
Kirby.
Kirby.
Gerard? Somebody? Call a doctor.
- Kystle.
- What's happened? - l don't know what's wrong with her.
- l'll call a doctor.
- Mr.
Carrington.
- Oh, Tracy.
Kystle hasn't come back to the office.
She hasn't? Oh, l wonder where she could be.
Well, l still don't know.
Anyway, l'm here.
Oh, what l mean is l would be happy to pinch-hit for her if you think l could be of some help.
- Well, fine.
Thank you vey much.
- Excuse me.
You are the best, Mr.
Carrington.
You wanna look your best.
Well, thank you.
- How's Kirby, Mr.
Carrington? - She's asleep, Jeannette.
Those two little boys, aren't they beautiful? The Carrington heirs.
How your father loves them.
He'd give their parents the world for what they've given him.
Yes.
The world.
Rest.
Just rest.
- Dr.
Winfield-- - No.
He was here, and he's gone now.
Kystle as well.
And l've been with you too.
Kirby, why did you ignore what the doctor said, to stay in bed? Ever since that night that we were together, and this baby was conceived lt wasn't meant to be.
And whatever happens now, we deserve.
That's not true.
What we deserve is a wonderful child.
And you mustn't endanger its life or yours.
- l don't care about my life.
- You have to, Kirby.
Because it's our life now, and our child's.
Our baby is going to be a Carrington.
And you know what that means.
But what we have to wory about right now is you.
You're weak, and you're drained.
But you don't have to fight this alone.
l have enough strength for both of us.
Let me help you, and let's stop hiding the truth.
And let me tell eveyone that l'm the father of this baby.
That you're going to mary me, be my wife.
Mary me, Kirby.
lt guarantees the future for all three of us.
- Hello, darling.
- Oh, hello, Blake.
- Eveything all right? - Yes.
l was worried about you.
- Why were you worried about me? - Well, that commission meeting.
What commission meeting? You'll be happy to know that your bright and attractive assistant, Miss Kendall stood in for you perfectly this afternoon.
What are you talking about? The Energy Studies Commission meeting.
The fact that l'd planned to meet you there this afternoon.
lt was all spelled out in the note that Tracy left for you.
She didn't leave me a note.
l saw her write it.
She left it right there on your desk.
Well, l didn't see it.
- Yes? - It's Marcía, Mrs.
Carríngton.
- Is Mr.
Carríngton wíth you? - Yes, l'm here, Marcia.
The governor's o_íce ís callíng.
It sounds urgent.
Well, thank you.
l'll take it in my office.
l'll see you later.
Would you ask Tracy to come in, please? At your service, madam.
- Blake said you left me a note.
- About the meeting.
Didn't you see it? No, l didn't.
Well, that's strange.
That is vey strange.
Because when l left it was right on top of your'desk.
Well, that is strange, because it's not here now.
Well, l don't understand.
It was there.
How did it get down there? Oh, no.
l didn't think to weight it down.
There must've been a draught from the door.
Kystle, l am so sory.
Tracy, l got back in plenty of time to have made that meeting myself.
You're angy with me.
And you should be.
l don't know what else l can say.
lt's all right.
ln fact, l should probably thank you for filling in for me.
l'm sory.
Well, that makes us even.
Thanks for being so understanding, Kystle.
l don't mean to be rude, Mr.
Maurier, but when l phoned Peter, l expected to meet with him, not with his lanyer.
He does extend his regrets, Mr.
Carrington.
He had to fly out suddenly.
Chicago, overnight.
The least he could have done would be to let me know.
- May l fix you a drink? - No, thank you.
Mr.
Carrington, he went to Chicago to check out a hotel he's interested in buying.
But as his attorney, l speak for him.
And he tells me you're concerned about his architect's plans for you daughter's hotel.
Concerned? It's a lot more than that, Mr.
Maurier.
You see, l've gone over the plans and the cost sheets personally.
When l discovered tens of thousands of dollars being wasted on frivolities, l think that's a bit much.
l said that to Peter myself.
His answer: ''lf you wanna do successful business with successful people, you give them what they expect, and then you add a couple of luxurious surprises.
'' Ridiculously expensive Iuxurious surprises? Mr.
Carrington, Iet me put it to you this way.
Peter De Vilbis thinks big.
It works.
You think big.
It works.
So why should two men who think the same way disagree? Well, when the man who you say thinks as big as l do comes back from Chicago, tell him if he wants to see me, l can be reached in my office.
Come in.
l'm sory, sweetheart.
l would've gotten here sooner, but l just got the news from Kystle.
- It's all right.
- No, none of this is all right.
lf l had known you were sick, l wouldn't have agreed to start the divorce.
lt's already started.
Well, it's not too late to call it off.
l wanna phone Andrew Laird and tell him to drop it, at least for now.
l'm not gonna walk out on you while you're in trouble like this.
Always my knight in shining armour.
But But what? lt's too late for knights.
For gallanty.
l've made other plans for my life.
As soon as the divorce is final, l'm going to mary Adam.
What? Are you crazy? Are you out of your mind? After what he did to you? You raped that girl? Kirby and l were two vey lonely people.
We had some champagne.
We had too much champagne.
Don't give me any damned excuses.
Rape has got nothing to do with that, it's got to do with violence.
lt's an act of abuse and violence.
Another time, they'd have dragged you out to the centre of the square and horsewhipped you.
Branded you an animal.
My God, that child.
That child is yours, isn't it? - That's what Jeff wouldn't tell me.
- Couldn't tell you, Father.
Any more than l could, until Kirby agreed to mary me.
l know how you must feel right now, living in this house with all these lies.
Betrayed by your family, by the people you love.
But please don't blame Kirby.
She's suffered too much already.
The blame is mine.
Only mine.
l'll go.
Go where? Out of this house, out of your life.
Move back to Billings with Kirby.
We can live there.
l can practise law there again.
l can make a life there with Kirby and the baby.
Oh, no.
You're not going anywhere, do you understand that? - No, l don't.
- You're my son.
And damn it, you're going to stay right here in this house.
And you're gonna learn what it is to behave like a man.
Like a Carrington.
- You really want me to stay? - l insist that you stay.
All right.
Father.
l love you vey much.
And l will change.
Please believe me.
l don't understand it, Steven.
l just don't understand any of it.
You're moving in with them? Yes, today.
Saturday is a good day to start.
Strange.
l thought l heard you declare your independence as far as your father was concerned.
l did, and this isn't compromising it.
But l'm also a father, and l'm putting the safety of my child first.
Steven, may l remind you that it was l who suggested that you and Claudia move out of your apartment and into a perfectly beautiful duplex here? Which, as it happens, is still available.
l understand your father's on his way to Los Angeles.
Something to do with a race or something.
His adoring wife's adored horse.
Why don't you go ahead with--? Mother, l appreciate your wanting us to be near you, but this is iust another apartment building.
Darling, this is an apartment hotel with room service whenever you need it.
No matter what you call it, this is a building, not a home with guarded grounds and a security staff.
We'd still have to take the baby out to the public park.
My mind is made up, okay? Okay.
As long as it's your mind and not your wife's.
Meaning? Steven, you're one of the sweetest, kindest and most patient young men that l have ever known.
But do you really think that you're helping Claudia by indulging her in her fears and her--? Her what? Her paranoia.
- This is not a case of paranoia.
- Isn't it? Going along with the imaginings of a panicking nursemaid? l mean, have you actually seen this imaginay man in the park? No, l have not.
But that's beside the point.
Well, you may as well face this fact, Steven.
Your wife has been in a mental institution twice, and both times for the same reason: because she has difficulty in separating reality from fantasy.
Wrong tense, Mother.
She had trouble.
And now l suppose she's cured.
Yes, she's well and she has a vey firm gri'p on reality.
So can we just drop it? All right, it's dropped.
l'm wrong, and you're right.
Steven, one thing.
Whenever you have a problem, l'll always be here to help you with it.
Always.
- l'll see you.
- Yes, darling.
That's right, Mrs.
Carrington's out of town.
She'll be back sometime later this evening.
Whom shall l say called? My name ísn't ímportant.
What l have to say ís.
l'm gonna take everythíng she loves, startíng tomorrow.
Who is this? Hello? Around the clubhouse turn, ít's Soused Agaín ín front, wíth Allegree followíng ín second.
Then Aren't You Smart ís thírd, and Mr.
Chípper fourth by three.
Yellow Angel ís fífth.
Master fíelds moves to the back stretch.
Soused Agaín ín front by a length.
Allegree second by a head.
- That's it.
Go with him.
- Come on.
--mo lengths, followed by Paranormal ín fourth by three.
Yellow Angel ís ín fífth.
- They're on the fínal turn.
- Oh, he's going! lt's Soused Agaín ín front.
And there goes Allegree up on the outsíde.
Now ít's Allegree puttíng ahead ín front.
Soused Agaín ís second, wíth Mr.
Chípper there bemeen them ín thírd.
Míddle of the racetrack, Yellow Angel ís rallyíng strongly at the top of the stretch.
Allegree, ín a furíous dríve, maíntaíns the lead, wíth Yellow Angel comíng on the outsíde.
Come on, Allegree! Come on! --bemeen them, ín close-up.
It's Allegree ín front.
Allegree ís the leader by a half-length.
- You can do it! - Yes! --fourth.
In the front Allegree ín front.
He's yours.
Come on.
Good race, George.
Good race.
Congratulations.
Well done, Jack.
Won that nicely.
Yeah, that's the way to win them, you know? Good day, isn't it? - Here we go.
- Okay.
Mrs.
Carrington, congratulations.
How does it feel to be the owner of one of the best 2-year-olds in the county? l'm only part owner, but it feels wonderful.
This is the other owner.
Mr.
De Vilbis.
How do you do, sir? Do you think you'll run Allegree in the Futurity? You'll have to ask our trainer about that.
Mr.
Crager.
- Do you think you'll run him? - l wanted to ask you something.
This is so exciting for Peter.
- And for you too.
- Yeah.
l was right, wasn't l? About his winning? We figured he might.
No.
About Peter.
lt's serious between the two of you, isn't it? Yes, it is serious.
As in marriage serious? Maybe.
lf he asks me.
We didn't breed this colt.
We bought a half-interest from Mr.
De Vilbis a while back.
Thank you, Mr.
Carrington, Mr.
De Vilbis.
- We'll see the director's room, Blake.
- Fine.
Well, been some exciting day, hasn't it, pretty lady? Oh, Blake.
You know, l never understood people's love of racing and the thrill of winning until now.
Oh, thank you for my wedding present.
ls that all you're gonna say? Thank you? You can do better than that.
- l love you.
- Well, that's somewhat better.
And l was wondering, Father, with all your contacts, isn't there something you could do to hury this divorce through? l want to mary Kirby as quickly as possible.
l want my child to be born with my name.
Carrington.
You're a lanyer, Adam.
You must know that things don't move quickly in a case like this.
There must be a way.
How's Kirby? Any better? Well, she's feeling better, but she's still vey pale.
Excuse me, there's a phone call.
l'm gonna spend some time with her.
- It's for Mrs.
Carrington.
- Oh, who's calling, Gerard? lt's the same man who called yesterday.
- Who is that? - Mr.
Carrington, l Let me take the call.
- Who is this? - l wanna talk to Mrs.
Carríngton.
This is Mr.
Carrington.
Anything you say, you can say to me.
Allegree.
You bemer check on hím now.
- Any luck, Tony? - No sign of him.
- Nobody's seen him around.
- A horse disappears.
- What the hell is going on here? - Like l told you, l don't know.
He had a good flight back.
l saw the horse put in the stall.
Tony and l, we had something to eat, watched a little N, and then turned in.
So somebody came in the night and took Allegree.
l'm afraid the word isn't ''took,'' Fallon.
It's ''kidnapped.
'' l'll tell you, sir, wasn't that easy to find these violets.
Not much demand for them anymore.
lt's too bad.
They certainly are pretty.
Romantic and pretty.
Now, are you sure you want this plain box? We have a box with our name on it that-- Twenty dollars, you have change coming.
Wrestling with my wife, good exercise.
We got a lot of packing to do.
''Wrestling beats packing.
'' Old _erbaijan saying.
And vey true.
You're cra-- See? lnterruptions.
Interruptions.
Who is it? ''Claudia Blaisdel.
'' Secret admirer who doesn't know your new name? Well, there are so many.
You don't like violets.
You hate violets.
You're allergic to violets.
lt's been so long since anyone sent them to me.
Oh, my God.
What is it? What does it say? ls that some sort of a private message? Sort of.
He always used to send me violets.
Who? Matthew.
Lancelot was the name that l gave him when we were first married.
Claudia, Matthew's gone.
He's dead.
These were sent by some practical joker.
A vey sick practical ioker, do you understand? l know.
But who would do this to me? And why?