01x14 - The Gospel According to Blake Carrington

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01x14 - The Gospel According to Blake Carrington

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[Sammy Jo] Previously on Dynasty:

When you walk out, Blake will see he's not invincible.

-Cecil tried to k*ll me. -What?

The man was crazy. Who knows what he'd do?

Blake Carrington sent my father to prison.

He's been pulling strings to keep him there.

The commissioner overruled that decision. Cecil Colby's being released.

-Jeff's playing me. -Monica, too.

[Fallon] Jeff Colby is going down.

I can keep a secret.

My life may be over, but I am not going down alone.

I'm taking you and Steven down with me.

Ted. Ted!

♪ Could've followed me ♪

♪ Followed me in the darkness?

♪ Followed me till the world ends'

[Sammy Jo] Ted. Ted!

[woman gasps, then screams]

[woman] Oh, my God.

♪ We could learn how to fly;

You don't know? You were with him!

The guy is crazy, Steven.

-Was crazy. -I'm calling 911.

Maybe someone already did? I can't talk to the police.

-Why not? You didn't do anything wrong. -That's not what it looks like.

He ripped my earring out and took it with him.

He was trying to frame me for his m*rder.

Okay. Well, as screwed up as that is, just tell the police what happened.

For some reason they believe me? I'm still screwed.

I'm not here legally, Steven. My papers are not valid anymore.

Really? Just get back to the manor before anyone else sees you.

You were never here, okay? I'll handle it, just go.

[Fallon] Okay, let's back it up.

Why on earth would Jeff want to marry me so badly that he'd have Monica manipulate me?

-Marriage is the ultimate merger. -Carringtons don't marry without a prenup.

Maybe this is to spite your father.

When you wanted to leave, Jeff was quick to back you.

And smug every chance he got to rub it in.

As smug as you are now? You're loving that you were right about Jeff.

I don't mind it. I do mind you wearing his ring, though.

I had to make him believe that I was into him, not onto him.

The closer I stay, better chance I have of figuring out what the hell's going on.

I mean, what if he's been using me this whole time?

And I let him.

This is exactly why I don't trust people. But he was always so...

Oh, my God. -[Jeff] I trust you.

Even if you don't trust me.

Remember that program Jeff gave me when we were trying to erase Cristal's affair? Told me to run it on the server.

-And you said it worked. -It did. But what if it gave him access?

I always wondered how he knew so much about the Venezuela deal.

I mean, what if he's been reading all of our e-mails, all of our texts?

-What are you doing? -I'm testing my theory.

I'm going to write you an e-mail professing my undying love for Jeff.

Can't wait to read that one.

I'm gonna say how happy I am you and I didn't work out, so I didn't have to get married in a church.

-Priests make me break out in hives. -Is that true?

It's bait. And we're gonna see if Jeff takes it.

[Jeff] Welcome home, Dad.

-Your boy did pretty good, right? Whenever I was having a bad day in prison, I'd try to picture this place the way you described it.

But this is better than anything I could've imagined.

So, I set it to the property lines. Rules are here if you forget them.

-But I wouldn't forget them. -Thank you, officer.

Well... this beats the hell out of my last prison.

This is paradise.

Long way from that Lakewood Heights shack we lived in.

But it's a proud day when a son outstrips his father's wildest dreams.

You'll be even prouder when you see my plan at work.

You know, I had my doubts about your methods, but you did make me a free man.

Well, mostly. [chuckles]

[in Yoruba]

[in English] Today, we celebrate the Colbys.

Reunited at last.

[cell phone ringing]

Blake. Where are you?

I don't want you to worry, but I met with our security team.

Cecil Colby's out on parole.

You don't think he'd still want revenge after 11 years, do you?

Wanted you to know there'll be extra security.

-No need to worry about anything. -Blake, you didn't.

Didn't what?

You know I love white hyacinths. That's so sweet of you to think of me--

Well, those aren't from me.

Oh! They're from Ramona.

From the Atlanta Digest.

Gave her a tip for the story she's doing on C.A.'s experiment.

Nice arrangement. You didn't give her the whole story?

No. Just the tip.

Listen, I should get to work.

Okay. Bye, honey.

I'm so sorry for your loss. Feel free to call your lawyer.

No, that's okay, I've got nothing to hide.

He was by the window, and I turned my back.

So, I don't know if he lost his balance or jumped, or...

Hey! This man still has a pulse! Take this. Let's go!

[officer] Your friend might make it.

[knocking on door]

What were you thinking?

-Sending flowers to my office? -It was the gentlemanly thing to do.

Kissing a married woman is not gentlemanly.

-You kissed me. Whatever happened, it was a mistake.

-It can't happen again. -That all you have to say?

-What did you expect to hear? -Something like:

"We shouldn't have done that, Rick, but you know I'm impulsive.

-And I love that you're impulsive, too." -I love my husband.

You love your freedom. You're afraid you were wrong to give that up.

-I'm not afraid of anything. -Then why are you trembling?

We have to stay away from each other.

[phone ringing]

Always causing trouble, aren't you?

Me?

What did I do?

Well, you nearly caused an accident in the parking lot.

The valet said he was blinded by the bling on my finger.

Go big or k*ll somebody trying. That's the Carrington way, right?

You sure do know a lot about my family.

Speaking of family...

You heard my father got out on parole?

Mm-hm.

I know, it's all over the Internet. He's staying with me.

I thought we could all have dinner tomorrow.

Introduce him to my fiancée.

Well, I've already met your Dad.

In prison.

-He has quite the temper. -Yeah. That was a misunderstanding.

Hates your dad for putting me through that lawsuit and trying to take my tech.

Don't worry, I'll tell him to use his inside voice this time.

So, about Blake... what did he say? Or did you not tell him about our engagement?

We both know that isn't going to go well.

Anders would start making us discuss reception venues, book a church, meet with planners.

Too much, too soon.

I can't see Fallon Carrington getting married in a church.

Not without burning it down.

I mean, I'll do whatever you want.

No, I'm impressed.

You know me so well.

-What did you say? -Nothing that wouldn't have made sense if Ted had simply stuck to his plan and d*ed. I had to think quick.

I knew what Sam told me, that Ted wanted it to look like Sam pushed him.

-Sam didn't push him? -No. Sam didn't do anything.

Ted might have Sam's blood on him. I couldn't find the earring.

Plus, if Ted wakes up from the coma, this is gonna look worse because I lied.

That can't happen. You have to get into his room before anyone else does.

-Dad. -To wipe off the blood. Not k*ll him.

The nurse won't let in anyone who's not family.

[buzzing]

What are you doing?

Because you're a same-sex partner, you're not considered family?

Sir, keep your voice down, or you'll be asked to leave.

What is this, 1952? My son can't comfort a dying man, the love of his life, because of his sexual orientation?

This is inexcusable, not to mention disrespectful to all the gays, -the LTBZ community! -Close enough.

Sir, I didn't know he was Mr. Dinard's partner. He didn't mention--

Or you weren't listening, because he's gay.

Follow me.

And I'll waive visiting hours.

-He took the bait. -So, he is spying on you?

That's illegal, we go to the police.

-His cousin is chief of police. -Start with your dad.

No. No, if anybody's gonna nail Jeff, it'll be me.

Blake has resources. We don't know what type of blackmail Jeff may have.

Think I don't know that? This is all my fault.

My dad warned me not to get involved with Jeff, and I didn't listen.

Instead, I helped his enemy plant spyware in our house.

You didn't know.

That doesn't matter. My dad once blamed me for losing a deal because he got stuck in traffic on the way back from my recital.

-He'll never respect me again. -So, then we keep it between us.

We need to find out what Jeff knows.

Ironically, the only IT genius I know is Jeff.

I may know someone who can help us out.

-The nurses cleaned him? -To avoid any possible infections.

Said it's basic procedure.

-The earring? -Somewhere in the alley, I assume.

There's no reason for anyone to know it ever existed.

-[Blake] We need to find that earring. -Mr. Carrington, tell us about Mr. Dinard.

-Partner's gonna make it? -How do they know we're here?

These things leak.

You leaked this.

[reporters clamoring]

Nurse Ratched turned into Florence Nightingale at you being a grieving partner. She ate that story up.

You are a public figure running for city council.

We garner public sympathy and spin the story in our favor, no one even thinks to ask about Sam.

Except the whole world thinks I'm dating Ted Dinard.

Well, that seems like a small price to pay for your future. And Sam's.

Okay. Fine.

I would like to ask for everyone's respect at this time.

My son is going through a traumatic event, and--

And I can only take a few questions right now.

Do you plan on suspending your campaign?

My priority now is the health and well-being of my partner, Ted Dinard.

So, you're suspending it to be with your partner?

I can't answer that right now. Not during such an emotional moment.

Politics should never come before human compassion.

...health and well-being of my partner.

-[Cristal] Partner? -[Sammy Jo] That's one way to put it.

Well, someone's developed a case of post-traumatic stress eating disorder.

Hard to have an appetite when you might be dragged away in cuffs.

I wouldn't last a day in prison.

This face has "Make Me Your Bitch" all over it.

Hey, Blake is handling it. All you need to do is lay low and stay out of trouble.

Yeah, that's the problem, it always finds me, ever since I moved here.

The robbery that almost k*lled Blake, my parents kidnapping Fallon, and now the tragic triangle with Ted. Really, I'm the trouble, aren't I?

Well, you do come with a 747's worth of baggage.

-[Cristal] Anders. -What?

He asked.

You and I are the same, Sam.

We left Venezuela in search of something better, you with fake papers, me with stolen ones.

Worked our asses off in a country where cards seem to be stacked against us.

You worked your ass off.

I took a sketchier path, paved by the kindness I stole from strangers.

This isn't stealing. This is what people who love each other do.

I don't want them to do it for me. I don't deserve it.

And I especially don't want to be a strain on your marriage.

Trust me, there are bigger strains on my marriage than you.

[knocking on door]

-Am I interrupting? -[Cristal] Not at all.

He's all yours.

How you feeling?

Well, I mean, you are pretending to be lovers with a dying man after he tried to frame me for his m*rder. It's not your typical Wednesday.

How's your Ted-inflicted wound?

Mm.

It's fine. Honestly, what hurts is that my grandmother gave me that earring, when I was leaving Venezuela. She said it was a way for God to be looking after me.

Well, maybe losing it is God's way of saying you don't need it anymore.

You've got me to protect you now.

-I'm sorry. -Don't be.

Why did we stop seeing each other, anyway?

Because I slept with Ted.

[both chuckle]

Yeah.

We all make mistakes, I guess. Doesn't mean we should stop trying.

[cell phone rings]

Atlanta Mirror wants a follow-up interview.

Outlets are asking me to comment on health benefits for same-sex couples.

What has my father started?

Can we talk later?

Hey, spare no expense. My dad deserves the best.

So does my son.

You know, I like this. You know good quality.

If we're choosing for the wedding, stick with navy. Blake prefers gray.

Navy, then. And I'll be the father shackled by the ankle bracelet.

That'll be off soon.

The important thing is my dad gets to be at my wedding.

It's not a real wedding.

You're marrying a godforsaken Carrington.

Uh...

Go buy yourself some needle and thread, huh?

Thank you.

Not usually the father of the groom that gets cold feet.

You don't know who you're dealing with. I faced Blake. And lost.

I've been facing him for years, and winning.

First my lawsuit, then his daughter, next his company.

I control everything, including Fallon.

You'll see when she comes for dinner tomorrow. She dies for me.

I've no interest in dining with the devil's spawn.

Get interested. You need to apologize for losing your cool when you first met.

-Why the hell will I apologize? -Because I said so.

I know when you left I was just some confused, naive kid.

But this is my house.

You play your part in it, and everything will be just fine.

Found it!

Nice to meet you. You're adorable.

I don't wanna cry nepotism, but you sure your sister

-can cr*ck Jeff Colby's spyware? -I'm a senior at Emory.

My thesis project is developing software for advanced robotics.

-What were you doing at that age? -Robby Reid.

Whoever programmed the virus found a way to duplicate your e-mails and send them to, wow, 17 different IP addresses.

-What does that mean? -I don't know yet.

So, the other day, I uttered the four-letter L-word, and you kind of just L-E-F-T.

I had to go deal with Monica. And did you? Did you dump her?

I thought keeping her around could be helpful.

-But you're not-- -No.

Been trying to avoid her for the last couple of days.

-Are you and Jeff--? -God, no.

Told him I was saving it for our wedding night.

If you two are done being gross, looks like the most consistent downloads are to this IP.

-Nancy Creek. -It's probably his private server.

-[Culhane] Thanks, Evie, I owe you one. -You owe me one Benjamin.

Your girl can afford it. Or else I'll have to tell Mom and Dad you're a chauffeur.

-You should send me your résumé. -No. You're gonna work for me one day.

[Culhane] So, to erase what Jeff has on your family, we need to destroy his laptop, his phone, and find the private server.

One step at a time. First, we need to know where he keeps it. And in an unfortunate yet fortunate turn of events, I'm having dinner at Jeff's.

To meet his father. Monica invited me, too.

I can help create a distraction SO you can Shoop.

Why are you here?

-Well, your butler asked me to wait. -Hey, Rick.

Steven. Thank you for agreeing to a follow-up interview, especially during such a difficult time. A human-interest story.

People wanna know more about your partner. Or husband?

Ted wasn't able to make an honest man out of Steven.

Not yet.

Maybe not ever. Terrible situation.

Blake Carrington.

Nice to shake the hand of the man

-smart enough to marry Cristal Flores. -It's Carrington now.

Nice to meet the man who's done so much for my son's campaign.

Your interview went over well.

When you're done, why don't you join Cristal and me for dinner?

Steven will have to get back to Ted's side.

That would be fantastic.

Mr. Dinard.

Steven Carrington.

What the hell happened to my son?

I know this is a lot to take in, but I cared about your son.

Cared? My son is still alive.

Only time he ever mentioned your name was when he was defending you, the person that drove him away from me.

Away from the church.

And when he finally reached out again, it was to tell me that it was you that left him rotting in jail.

No, sir, I bailed him out. He--

Ted and I had our ups and downs, like any other couple. But...

-we were trying to make it work. -I've been through w*r.

Much tougher men have tried to lie to me.

I know what you're doing.

Taking my son's situation and milking the public for sympathy with your press conference. Listen to me.

God already knows your sins, but as for me, 1 will do everything in my power to expose them, to the police and to the press.

Now get out of my son's room!

Mr. Dinard.

We have your son's belongings.

Thank you.

He's been talking about meeting you all day. He's very excited.

Well, I'm excited for our rematch. Think I'll need protective headgear this time?

He'd been in prison for 11 years when he met you.

He's happy for us, trust me.

[sighs]

Cecil. Mr. Colby. Or should I call you Dad? It's probably too soon.

Fallon. We meet again, under better circumstances.

I apologize for my behavior the last time we met.

Oh, no worries. I can only imagine what years of tiny televisions, toilet wine and bologna sandwiches can do. I watched Locked Up Abroad.

Well, at the time, I only knew you as the daughter of the man

-that tried to steal my son's invention. -[Fallon] Don't worry.

I'm used to being considered a D-bag by relation.

It's funny, my dad always claimed that Jeff tried to steal tech from him.

But why would he wanna steal anything? My fiancé is a genius.

-And you're a genius, too. Thank you. -I got your back.

Keep an eye out for my signal.

Dinner's ready.

Shall we?

Excuse me, doctor. How much do you want for your earrings?

[Fallon] So, tell me, Mr. Colby, what were you doing before your, you know...?

-Incarceration? -Yeah.

Before that, I was working in a chem lab.

Didn't pay much, but I had a gift for making things out of nothing.

Like my son.

Michael, Monica tells me you drive for the Carringtons.

-Culhane is much more to us than a driver. -His last name's practically Carrington.

Well, look at that.

Sure seems like the Colbys can't resist the Carringtons, huh?

Feeling is mutual. Your daughter is an amazing woman, and I'm glad to get to meet her father.

I look forward to meeting Mrs. Colby one day.

Too bad Mrs. Colby left me when I ended up in the slammer.

[clears throat]

Jeff and I agreed to a fall wedding, which is a mere six months away.

If we plan on rivaling George and Amal's opus, we should start planning.

Don't tell me you're turning into bridezilla already.

-Do we need to get that resized? -No.

No. I prefer it a little loose.

[Monica] Just like you.

-Well, not anymore. -Yes.

Oh, my God!

Culhane! This is silk velvet!

Some poor worker went blind hand-sewing these feathers.

I have to get this cleaned up before it's ruined.

Charming.

[Rick] There's an art to covering politics, and the Mirror gets that.

-Great newspaper. -Part of the reason I'm there is Cristal.

I pointed you in the right direction, but...

Your wife's a modest and incredible woman.

I would have done the same for any other colleague with potential.

Well, generosity, it's the Carrington way.

In fact, why don't I float your name for a contributor gig at CNN?

Didn't they just fire one of their people for inappropriate conduct?

Honey, Rick's a journalist, not a TV personality.

He's handsome enough to be one.

Apparently all he needs to do is keep it in his pants.

[Rick chuckles]

You just let me know, Rick. I owe you. Not just for the Steven interviews, but for squashing the Senator Daniels bribery story.

I hope that my wife did a proper job of thanking you.

[Jeff] What are you doing?

I was just looking for your laundry room.

-But I barely know what one looks like. -That's a closet.

Ah!

What do you think? You think it needs stain remover?

Silk velvet? Already a goner.

But I'll buy you three more if you'll come back to dinner.

You really are too good to be true.

[shudders]

Holy hell!

-Please, Jesus. -[knocking on door]

I just came to say that I'm sorry, for everything you're going through.

My prayers are with you and--

Is that...?

Oh, my God. I can't believe Ted held onto this.

What you talking about?

I get why your son didn't tell you about us, given our history.

But I want you to know that his recovery has always been my priority.

I pushed him to go back to church, to rebuild his faith, not just in God, but in himself.

I gave him my cross earring as a symbol that someone would always be watching over him... even when I couldn't.

You...

You helped my boy find God again?

He helped me, too, Gerry.

The key to recovery... is faith in a higher power.

Would you pray with me?


[groans]

Dad?

Steven?

-I don't-- -It's all right.

-Sam. -His vitals are stabilizing, but based on his MRI, after severe brain trauma like his in the temporal lobe, it may be a while before he makes sense of his thoughts, if ever.

Sammy Jo...?

Son, what are you trying to say?

Steven.

Listen to me, Ted. You had a terrible fall.

You came to me, and you were high, again.

You weren't yourself, but you're okay now.

-Just tell me you understand that. -No.

Not you.

[Gerry] Son, listen to him.

Steven's been right here, every second, right beside you.

He truly cares for you.

And I care enough to know that this moment can't be about me.

What's happened here is a miracle.

This is Ted's second chance at life. Your second chance to reconnect.

I'll stay in touch.

But right now... he needs his father.

Thank you, Steven.

For all you've done.

Everything okay?

Yeah. Let's just say, Fallon's not used to doing her own laundry.

I have help. A fully staffed kitchen. You do not wanna let me near a kitchen.

So, have you two set a date?

We haven't, really. But you know what?

You're eager for this to happen. So am I.

Why are we waiting? Why not two weeks from now? The venue's available.

Well, I can hardly plan the event of the season in two weeks.

Throw enough money, you can make anything work.

Your father and Cristal did it in a couple of days. Two weeks is plenty of time.

Unless you have a reason to delay.

Maybe Fallon just wants to enjoy the engagement, and do things right.

Is it your commitment issues again?

Rip off the Band-Aid before you ruin the best thing that's happened to you.

Aside from me, of course.

No, no, it's not that.

Then what is it?

Um...

You know what?

You're right.

I don't need to be Amal.

I can be Britney, without the shaved head and the Vegas chapel.

My God. I just realized this will make us sisters. How crazy will that be?

I can't watch this anymore.

You all make me sick. I don't recognize my own children!

Dad, what are you talking about?

My only son, cozying up to the daughter

-of the very man that put me in prison. -Dad--!

-What? -Yeah.

I wasn't a drug addict as your father claimed to the rest of the world.

Your father framed me.

That's insane.

[Cecil] Ask your fiancé.

Your best friend.

They'll tell you, he framed me... right after he screwed my wife.

And when I threatened to k*ll him for taking her away, he took everything else away from me. He took my children, he took my freedom.

He planted blow in my car and had his dirty cop friend arrest me.

Had his dirty judge lock me away.

No. That can't be true.

Go on, deny it, when you know it sounds like your daddy's MO! No!

1 will not stand by...

and watch my only son... marry that bastard's dirty daughter.

♪ Just like the sun let down And now you know ♪

♪ Love doesn't shine on me anymore ♪

♪ High up amongst the things we share I

♪ The one that I've been thinking of All along ♪ You okay?

Dad always made me believe my mom was the bad one.

What do you mean?

He said that she was the one who cheated.

That she was an awful person who left us.

Left me, and left him.

A shrink might even say that sometimes I thought it was my fault.

Fallon.

When this whole time...

♪ Frightened of Aren't you I

♪ The one that I've been thinking of All along ♪

♪ All along ♪

1 didn't think you could get all your thongs into one suitcase.

Of things you've done, this has to be the most idiotic.

-How do--? -l just got a call from the front gate.

There was a Lyft driver there. So, I sent him away.

-They charge a cancellation fee. -Why are you doing this?

I'm tired of being a strain on this family.

If I'm not here, I can't drag Steven or anyone else down with me.

I have to say, I wasn't expecting you to pull a Sammy Jo and run away.

I was hoping you might do something different.

This family's invested a lot of energy and money, in payoffs, blackmail and carbs, to keep you around.

They value you. It would be silly to walk away and have it wasted.

Well, you don't understand. It's not just because I'm a burden.

I can't stay. I'm not here legally.

Of course I understand. I've been through it.

Or did you think this Kiwi accent was just for show?

Now, this is the number of an immigration lawyer. I've set up an appointment.

Tomorrow, we'll start work on your case together.

This is the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me.

Aside from keeping me out of a m*rder investigation. [chuckles]

Don't screw it up. You'll break more than one heart if you do.

[chuckles]

[Rick] Dinner was excellent.

[Blake] See you again soon.

If Steven's poll numbers are any indication, I'll be around.

Great guy.

Why did he send you flowers? I saw the way he looked at you.

We had a thing, a brief thing, -before I came to C.A. -Brief enough to lie about flowers?

It didn't mean anything, and it was a long time ago.

Men don't just send gifts to reminisce about old times.

Something else happen between you two recently?

We were working late together on Steven's interview, and I think he got the wrong impression, and he kissed me.

But it's a harmless crush, and I shut him down.

He doesn't care about you. He's using you to get to me.

I've had a tail on Jeff Colby since the parole hearing.

And Anders caught Rick meeting with Jeff.

-I don't understand. -Well, I do.

Even pure idealists have a price.

And Colby's found Rick's, and now we're gonna b*at it.

-When do you see him again? -I'm not. I told him that can't happen, -he has to stay away. -I don't want him to get away.

Get as close to him as you possibly can.

-Are you telling me to keep seeing Rick? -Perfect opportunity.

He has no idea you know about his ties to the Colbys.

-I need to find out what Jeff is up to. -You listening to yourself?

Yes, I am. Are you? You did whatever it took to protect your family.

Sam. What about the rest of us?

So, what if you have to take advantage of a harmless crush?

-Unless it isn't harmless. -I shouldn't be surprised.

I mean, you whored your son out to the press.

Why not do the same to your wife?

You may think that you can buy everyone, Blake Carrington, but I am sure as hell not letting you put a price tag on me.

[Steven] Going somewhere?

Not anymore.

Good. Because you're officially in the clear.

Admiral Gerard Dinard even sang my praises to the press before taking Ted to rehab in Indiana.

Which means that my campaign base has now broadened to include the U.S. m*llitary.

Wait. The guy's name is Gerard Dinard?

Yeah. [chuckles]

Just when you thought that family couldn't get any more screwed up.

What's that?

I mean, it's more Hall & Oates than George Michael, but I can get used to it.

Anyway, I just wanted to give you... this.

You got it back.

Well, not that I need it. You said it yourself.

I have you now.

Sam, after everything I said about Ted, I can't turn 180 and suddenly be with you now.

I'm in the spotlight, and the more you're with me, the bigger the chance that someone will uncover your status.

That's not gonna be an issue anymore.

Also, I...

I have a real chance at winning.

Of finally making a difference.

Of showing my dad that I can be more than just his son.

But I have to keep up the ruse... for that to happen.

I'm just so close to succeeding at something, Sam.

You have to understand that.

I do now.

You know, I have to hand it to Ted. He got what he wanted after all.

[indistinct chatter over TV]

What the hell, Dad?

We are so close. You might have gone and destroyed everything.

You've put my relationship with Fallon in jeopardy, a relationship I have been working on for months.

You know, sometimes you make me almost ashamed of being a Colby.

Then change your name. I don't mind.

In fact, maybe you should change it to Carrington.

Yeah, I see how you look at her. You're getting close to that family, son.

While I was behind bars, you were being showered in scholarships, jobs, a fiancé, by our very enemy.

-You're gonna blink, son. -That is ridiculous.

I feel nothing but ice for the Carringtons.

How can you? How you tell it, Carrington practically raised you.

He robbed me of being a real father to you for all these years.

But better late than never. I'm gonna step up now, -starting with that plan of yours. -What are you talking about?

I have done all of this for you.

A son should not have to pay for his father's sins.

I was wrong to get you twisted up in this w*r, my w*r.

But now the only way to end it is for me to end it myself.

You're done, Jeff.

I'm taking over.

Daddy's home.

Wondering when you were gonna get back. What were you doing at Colby's?

-You had me followed? -I had Jeff followed.

You've been spending an awful lot of time with that family.

Spending time with them is the only way for me to learn about mine.

-You had an affair with Jeff's mom. -Cecil tell you that?

How you framed him and locked him away.

-Your own marriage started falling apart. -Did he mention that he tried to k*ll me?

-The man is unstable. -It all makes sense now.

You made me think Mom was the whore that destroyed your marriage when you were the monster who pushed her away.

-You destroyed our family. -l was protecting our family.

-And I never slept with Cecil's wife. -God.

I have been drowning in guilt that I didn't listen to you.

-That I let Jeff bug our server. -You what?

Back when I was trying to help Cristal, the actual whore you married!

I screwed up, I was trying to fix it.

I got engaged to Jeff so he wouldn't suspect I was onto him!

Engaged? The two of you were dating?

[slams desk]

Seriously?

That is what you care about right now?

Screw you, Dad.

Screw the Colbys for letting you rile them into this ridiculous family feud.

-l am done with all of you. -Honey... you did screw up.

More than you know.

You got us into this mess, so you're gonna dig us out.

Don't tell me what to do. I don't arrange my life to suit the gospel according to Blake Carrington.

I am done with you, and I am done with Jeff.

No, you're not!

You're gonna marry that son of a bitch.
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