03x13 - Danny

[bunniefuu]

Why are you looking
at me that way?

I told you Mark Jennings
doesn't mean a thing to me.

Jeff, stay away from me.

Stop. You're hurting me.

Jeff, you're strangling me.

Please. Jeff, no!

Wait a minute, Jeff.

What is it?

N-nothing, I...

I, ah... I just, um, had
a nightmare, I guess.

You all right?

Sammy Jo?

Can we talk?

Sammy Jo?

Sweat it out, Aunt Krystle.

I owe you one.

I owe all of you.

I thought I'd find you here
with your new grandson.

And my old one.

He ought to be going
off to college pretty soon.

And this little guy...

I don't know. I guess
I lost track of the time,

but the longer I look at him,

the more of Steven
I think I see in him.

And I'm...

I'm feeling things that I didn't
know I could feel anymore.

Darling,

you don't ever have to
hide your feelings from me.

Don't expect me to
give up all my defenses

without a struggle, you know.

No. That would be
asking for too much.

You really are a marvel.

Do you know that?

The hell that I've
put you through.

Most women would have
given up a long time ago.

I was very worried about you.

No, no, no, I mean...

I'm not just talking
about my obsession

about Steven being alive
after that oil rig disaster.

I'm talking about my jealousy.

And the unfair,

rotten things that I said to you

about the locket that
Mark returned to you.

That was the past.

The sooner it's
forgotten, the better.

Well, I won't forget.

I won't forget your patience,
your forgiveness, and...

how much you mean to me.

Fallon's son

and Steven's son.

Both under my roof.

I tell you, I feel
truly blessed.

I'm happy about Sammy Jo too.

I feel that somehow she's
a changed young woman.

Do you?

Yes. More grown-up,

more compassionate.

And she seems
to have forgiven us

for not completely
accepting her before.

I hope she has.

Don't you think she's changed?

No, it's just...

I guess I expect the worst
from my side of the family.

Conditioned reflex.

Let's go to bed.

Okay.

Joseph.

Yes, Mrs. Carrington.

Have you seen my
niece this morning?

Yes. She's having breakfast.

Thank you.

Elizabeth, would you
mind telling the kitchen

that I ordered
sausages and bacon?

Good morning.

Morning.

I'd, uh, like to know
what you meant last night

when you implied
that you and the baby

aren't going to be staying here.

Well, now, Aunt Krystle,

that shouldn't come
as any huge surprise.

I mean, when Steven
brought me home

to his dear family,

I don't recall anyone
making me feel welcome

or wanted around here.

Including you, Aunt Krystle.

Look,

time's passed and
things have changed.

And what I'd like is...

Is for all of us to
forget what happened

and start over again.

Start fresh.

Start fresh.

You know, I really hoped
I'd never see this place again,

or anybody in it.

Except Steven's
death changed all that.

Then why did it take you
a month to get in touch?

It just so happened
I was a little tied up

having Steven's baby.

And while you're at it,

is there any little
nagging question

you've been itching to ask me?

Such as?

Such as,

"Is Danny really Steven's baby?"

And don't tell me that
never crossed your mind.

All you have to do is count back
nine months before he was born.

I was living right
here with Steven.

Sorry if that disappoints you.

Will you please get that
enormous chip off your shoulder?

And try to understand

how much Steven's loss
has affected everyone.

And how much we want to
accept Steven's baby and you.

I believe you about
wanting the baby.

I mean, I know how it
nearly blew you away

when you lost your own.

Yes, it did.

And that's another reason
why you and Danny staying here

means so much to us.

Well, then,

I guess it'd be worth a whole
lot to you and Mr. Carrington

to make me change my mind.

Or if it isn't, I can always
decide what to do with him

after I get to New York.

What do you mean, "do with him"?

Just what it sounds like.

Lots of people want babies.

You don't mean that.

Don't I?

Well, that's for you to
figure out, Aunt Krystle.

Jeff.

Jeff?

Hello, Mother.

Adam, have you and Jeff

been at each
other's throats again?

I don't have a clue to
what you're talking about.

Oh, don't you?

Well, I just passed
him in the corridor

and he looked like
somebody who was so furious

that he would explode
if you spoke to him.

Now, what is going on?

Nothing.

Not a thing.

Not between the
two of us anyway.

Is something wrong
with the business?

Something I should have
been told about? Of course not.

Mother, you know that if
there were paper clips missing

and being sold in
the black market,

you would be the first to know.

Well, I really feel as though

I've been neglecting
business matters recently.

That's understandable.

You've had an awful
lot on your mind,

dealing with Steven's tragedy.

Yes, but life has
to go on, Adam.

And I think that I would feel
better, much, much better

putting my mind to work on
some of the problems of Colbyco.

There aren't any problems.

Oh, I'm sure there
aren't, darling.

But just so I can feel
as confident as you are,

I'm gonna call a
conference next week.

Just you and me and Jeff.

And I want a full report

on all of our operations
all over the world.

All of them?

All of them.

I'll let you know exactly
when I want the meeting set.

Stan. Adam Carrington.

I have a job for you.

It's a family matter that
requires absolute discretion.

Mother would like to
make a substantial gift

of Colbyco stock

to her grandson, my nephew.

And naturally, she'd like to be
as generous as Blake Carrington.

So we'd like you to find out
for her exactly how many shares

of Denver-Carrington
are registered

in the name of Blake
Carrington Colby,

Jeff Colby's son.

Mark?

Are you there?

You don't mind, do you?

I'm never in the mood for
music at this time of the day.

No, no.

Why should I?

Even though I'm
always in the mood

for music.

How long have you
been here, Alexis?

Oh, I just arrived.

You really should keep
your door locked, you know,

if you don't want
unexpected guests popping in.

Well, consider you've
got an open invitation.

Barge in any time.

Uh, just happen to be in
the neighborhood today?

Color me Greek.

I came bearing gifts.

A gift, actually.

For you.

My own private Helen of Troy.

The face that launched
a thousand passions.

Give or take a few.

I guess I ought to say something
like, uh, "You shouldn't have."

Oh, but I should.

It's little enough to
repay what you did for me.

You saved my life, Mark.

My sanity, anyway.

I was pretty much near the brink

when I came here yesterday.

It's fantastic, Alexis, I...

I really don't know
what else to say.

Well, you just said it.

What, Alexis?

Well, um,

yesterday you were
making plans to leave here.

That's right.

Have you changed your mind?

I, uh... I don't know.

My suitcases are still packed.

Well, I can understand
that you're, um, disappointed

that things didn't work out
between you and Krystle,

but...

But what?

Well, La Mirage is... Is a Mecca

for rich, attractive
women, and...

And a man like you,
an attractive man...

Hey, how come we're talking
about a lot of other people

all of a sudden?

I thought we were
talking about you and me.

Weren't we?

Yes.

Is it so difficult
for you to tell me

you don't want me to go?

Yes. Damned hard, Mark.

But I don't want you to leave.

You see, um,

well, most of the
men that I've known

have not really made me happy.

Well, I'm not going anywhere

for two hours.

Two hours?

Yes.

Then I'm going up to Court .

I've got a clinic on
serve and volley.

Oh.

This is Mrs. Colby.

Would you tell my chauffeur
that I'm staying for lunch

and that he can come back
and pick me up in two hours?

Thank you.

She doesn't care about
anything but money

to get her to New York
to become a model.

And she offered to leave
the baby with us if we pay her?

Offered?

She dangled little
Danny like bait.

Well, darling, what do
you wanna do about it?

What do I...?

Blake, that's your grandson that
Sammy Jo wants to use for money.

Steven's baby.

And hers too.

Well, yes.

I don't trust her.

If she goes, she can
just hand the baby

to any stranger to raise.

Don't you understand that?

Yes, yes, I understand it,

but it's going to be all right.

Because we're going
to make it all right.

Come in.

Samantha, sit down, won't you?

Thanks, but I'd just as soon

not waste time
getting comfortable.

All right. We won't
waste each other's time.

I think you'll find this amount
more than you had in mind.

Just a minute.

I'd like you to understand
the conditions of this, um...

This deal.

What conditions?

Well, what you're
offering to do with Danny

amounts to selling him.

And selling a child is
a violation of the law.

It's a felony.

And even if it weren't illegal,

Krystle and I would find it

morally repulsive to buy a baby

and we'd never do it.

So that money is yours
and so is your baby.

Mr. Carrington, I don't
understand one word

you're saying to me.

And I asked you something.

What conditions?

Go to New York or wherever.

But take your son.

And forget about being
a model for a few years.

Just be a mother to Danny.

Like full-time?

Exactly.

And be saddled with a baby?

And give that baby
the love that he needs.

Because he's Steven's son.

That's what this is
really about, isn't it?

Partly. Yes, yes, of course.
Because he's Steven's son.

And a biological mistake.

Now, you listen
to me. Both of you.

Steven is dead and I'm alive.

And nothing and
nobody is gonna stop me

from doing what I wanna do.

Sammy Jo.

Samantha.

Danny has to be

the most important
thing in your life.

I just don't want you to
realize it when it's too late.

I don't care what you
want, Aunt Krystle.

What's important is me.

I have one life and one body.

And I wanna use it for me.

All right.

Then Krystle and I will
take care of your child.

But we will not
buy him from you.

And I guarantee you,

we will not let anyone else
buy him from you either.

So, what's your decision?

Okay.

I'll leave the baby with you.

Until I make it big
and come back for him.

And I'll get by
without your money.

I don't need it.

I think you will.

And you are my son's widow.

I'm going to arrange a
monthly support for you.

I guess it wouldn't
look so great

in every newspaper
in the country

if somebody named Carrington
had to go on welfare, would it?

My heart hurts for her,

for what she's throwing away.

Those precious first
years with her baby.

Yes, but she's throwing away
something that she never wanted.

God help her.

Sally, I must have
tried Mr. Jennings' line

a dozen times in the last hour

and it's always busy.
Would you try it for me?

Still busy?

No, don't bother.

I'll just walk over
there myself. Thanks.

You know, this is, uh,
not a terrific vintage.

I thought it was pretty
good for jug wine.

Well, it's warm and
it's got no bubbles.

You know, I think that
my next present to you

is going to be one of
those tiny little refrigerators

for cooling champagne.

I mean, under the circumstances,

I don't think it
would be too discreet

to order room service.

Not in your
daughter's hotel, no.

Mark, are you in there?

It's Fallon. I've been trying
to get you on the phone.

Don't even think of
answering that door.

I guess my, uh... My
phone must be off the hook.

And I'm not dressed.

What do you want, Fallon?

Well, to talk over a proposal
for a charity tennis tournament.

It came in the morning mail.

Mark, do we have to talk
through the door like this?

Mark? Listen.

Let me catch up
with you at your office

a little later, okay?

Oh, okay.

Meanwhile you catch up on

whatever it is
you're up to in there.

You heard what the lady said.

Mr. Carrington. Joseph.

I brought along a present
for my new nephew.

I'll just take it up
to the nursery.

At the moment, the child is out

with his mother
and Mrs. Carrington,

but I'll be pleased to give
them your gift when they return.

Thank you, Joseph.

I'll grab a look at
my other nephew

as long as I'm here.

He is asleep.

Where's Kirby?

In the library.

Thank you, Joseph.

I stopped by to drop
off a present for Danny.

Good.

And now you're leaving.

Am I?

Adam, let go.

Will you let go of
me, for God's sake?

Just because I
gave in to you once,

does not mean it's
going to happen again.

Oh, don't give me that, Kirby.

You wanted me that night
as much as I wanted you.

I didn't.

I don't.

Then why did it happen?

Because you're so
damned much like him.

Jean-Paul.

That was his name, wasn't it?

I heard it bandied about a bit.

You're two of a kind.

You're both so
sure of yourselves.

So arrogant.

What a naive little idiot I was.

How I trembled at his touch

the first time he
made love to me.

And every time it happened,

he swore he wanted me forever.

Are you gonna
tell that to me too?

Lie to me like he did?

Do you have a wife to go back to

when you get tired
of me like he did?

No, Kirby.

Don't mention us
in the same breath.

I'm not asking you to
marry me, but I want you.

And if two people want
each other, why not?

Because I don't want you.

Now, leave me alone

or I'm gonna call
the security guards.

The security guards.

Who work for my father.

Gerald. Darling, I'm so
sorry to have kept you waiting.

But I was all tied
up with an old friend

and I just couldn't break away.

That's perfectly
all right, Alexis.

Oh, thank you.

White roses.

How virginal, mmm.

And two dozen. How extravagant.

Am I paying you
too much, perhaps?

Oh, undoubtedly.

But, uh, aren't I worth it?

Oh, undoubtedly.

Would you like a drink?

No, thank you very much.

Now, the reason that
I wanted to see you,

my dear and favorite counselor,

is that ever since
poor Cecil d*ed,

I realize that I have been
seriously out of touch.

So, I've decided that it's
time that I got into harness.

I want a complete rundown
on every Colbyco deal

currently in negotiation.

It's not a problem, is it?

Oh, no. Well, not for me.

I just don't see why you wanna
bore yourself with business

when you've got good
people running things for you.

Good men, Gerald.

You know, I'm
beginning to resent

this masculine monopoly
in the oil business.

Well, there's a reason for it.

With most of the
world's oil supply

coming out of Arab countries?

Those boys believe a
woman's place is in a harem.

Hm.

Gerald, don't ever forget

who saved your job
on that Ahmed deal.

If it hadn't been for me, you
could be guarding a harem.

Which would make you

my dear and favorite
eunuch, wouldn't it?

All right. I'll have
status reports

on all our deals for you
in hours. How's that?

Good. I knew I
could count on you.

The other reason that I
wanted to see you, Gerald,

is that I'm very concerned
about Jeff's health.

He hasn't seemed
at all well lately.

Think that I've placed too
much burden on his shoulders?

Oh, they're very reliable
shoulders, though.

You know, on the other hand,

Adam might benefit from a
little more guidance from you.

Do you really think so?

Well, don't get me wrong,

your son's a very
bright young man.

There's no doubt about that.

But, you know, he's... Well,

He can be a little
impetuous at times.

Now, with one's children,

a controlling hand
can't hurt, I always say.

Hmm.

With one's children,

and one's children's wives.

How many times have I told you

to stay away from
the men in this family?

You are inviting another
disaster for yourself.

Oh, a disaster like
Jean-Paul you mean, Papa?

Obviously, you haven't
forgiven me for that mistake.

You never will.

It's not a question
of forgiveness.

You can't understand, can you?

That I never
wanted to lie to you.

The only thing I hated worse
than lying was hurting you.

I have survived the hurt.

It's you I am concerned about.

Then understand me.

Understand that, as
a child in this house,

I thought I was an equal
with Steven and Fallon.

And when I found out that...

That that wasn't so,

that I was some kind
of second-class citizen...

Second-class? W-why?

Because you're my daughter?

I take pride in my work, Kirby.

I have the respect and
trust of my employer.

But that isn't enough for me.

What? What more do you want?

The upstairs world.

I tasted it in Paris.

Jean-Paul taught me about

good foods and... And fine
wines and beautiful clothes.

And he taught me something else.

That I have something
some men want.

And the next time
I'm going to make sure

that I get what
I want in return.

Yes. Respectability.

Not to be the downstairs girl
that you try and take to bed,

but the upstairs girl you marry.

Oh, and you know what they say.

Knowing what you want

is the first step
to achieving it.

Scotch.

Well, I just hope I
didn't come knocking

at that well-known
inappropriate time.

Surely you're not suggesting
I had a girl in my room.

You? With a girl?
Heaven forfend.

Anyway, how could there
be anyone else in my life

but you, Fallon?

You're the only one I ever
wanted and you turned me down.

It's a terrible way to
treat the hired help.

Well, who knows?

A girl can always
change her mind.

Anytime you feel a
change coming on...

Well, when it happens,
I'll let you know.

Provided, your phone
isn't off the hook.

Jeff, what are you doing here?

Why are you looking
at me like that?

Jeff, stay away from me.

Did you hear me? What
are you doing here?

Stop, you're hurting me.

Jeff, you're strangling me.

What's the matter with you?

Are you drunk?

Have you lost your mind?

Please. Jeff, no!

Well, if you find it, call me.

Jeff, no! No!

All right, now that
you've managed

to bully your way
past my receptionist,

what is this urgent business
you want to see me about?

It's about Steven.

Since he's no longer here
to be able to do it for himself,

it's up to you and
me to do it for him.

Do what for him?

Get his child away from
that dreadful girl forever.

So how do we go about it?

We don't. It's already
been taken care of.

Oh? How?

Sammy Jo...

Oh, God, how I loathe
that name, that girl.

Well, she's going to New
York to become a model

and she's leaving her baby

to be brought up
by Krystle and me.

She's leaving the baby to
be brought up by Krystle?

How dare you turn over
my own flesh and blood

to a... To an ex-stenographer.

Krystle is my wife and
don't you ever forget it.

And where do I come in?

Am I supposed to beg
your wife's permission

every time I want to
see my own son's child?

Of course not. You can
see him anytime you want to.

I'd never deny you that right.

Oh, that's big of you, Blake.

But the fact remains

that that child will no
longer be Steven's.

It will belong to Krystle.

Well, you cost her

the life of her
own child, damn it.

Now, she can give this baby

all that love that
she has so much of.

What about me?

I've got a lot of love
too to give that child.

Your brand of love, Alexis, he
can manage very well without.

Believe me. I should know.

Joseph says you
wanna speak to me.

Yes, privately,
outside in my car.

No. You wanna talk to me,
let's talk in the conservatory.

On neutral ground.

All right.

Here we are. Neutral ground.

Does this satisfy you?

I won't be satisfied

till I never see you or
hear your voice again.

Hm. I assure you that the
feeling is completely mutual.

So let's get this over
with as quickly as possible.

I'm listening.

Blake tells me that you
plan on leaving the baby

with him and your sterling aunt.

So have you signed
any papers yet?

No. Good.

Very good.

So whatever Blake has
offered, I'll better it generously,

so that I can have the baby
left in my care and custody.

What for? Why do you want Danny?

Because he's Steven's
child, a part of him.

Oh, bull. Boy, is that bull.

You just want him to keep
him away from Krystle.

Now, listen to me,
you little tramp.

I really wish I had time
to jerk you around, Alexis.

I'd love to let you
throw money at me,

trying to outbid
Mr. Carrington for Danny.

I said I would better his
offer. Didn't you hear me?

Yes, I did.

So start bettering.
What am I offered?

You can name
your price, my dear.

Whatever you want.

From you? Nothing.

You haven't got enough

to even get my
attention, Alexis.

Because what I really
want is to see you

eating your rotten
heart out over my baby.

Well, lady, start eating.

Because Danny
stays right where he is.

What's the matter?

Didn't one tramp hear what
the other tramp just said?

I had to do it, Danny.

You'll understand why

when I'm somebody.

That's a pretty speech.

It's lucky the baby's so small

he won't know what
kind of a heartless person

his mother really is.

Well, I expect you'll
tell him someday, Fallon.

I know I can count on you
for all that meanness and spite.

Why, Samantha, child,
we didn't know nothin'

about meanness and spite
hereabouts till you came around.

The really funny thing
is, I think you believe that.

At least I know
what I am, Fallon.

But how about you?

Do you really know
who or what you are?

You're not leaving now?

There's no point
in putting it off.

I just came to say
goodbye to you.

Nobody expected
you to leave so soon.

New York's a long drive.

Look, if things don't
work out for you there,

you're always welcome back here.

It's gonna work out in New York.

I won't let it not work out.

Well, if determination
can do it,

you'll make it.

Now, you keep in touch and...

And let us know
where you're living

and how you are and
if you need anything.

I'll keep in touch.
For a while, anyway.

At least until we get
all the details ironed out.

What details?

You know, when I...

When I decided to
come here with Danny,

it was really to
pay all of you back.

Well, Blake and I
finally figured that out.

That little baby.

He gave me the edge I needed.

I got a lot of
mileage out of him.

I get the feeling it
wasn't as much fun

as you thought it
was going to be.

No.

Aunt Krystle, listen.
I've thought all this out

and I don't want any argument.

Argument about what?

The baby.

I want you and
Mr. Carrington to adopt Danny.

Adopt?

But you said when
you made it big...

That I would come back for him.

But I know I wouldn't.

I'm not the mothering
kind and I never will be.

Do you really know that?

How can you be sure?

I'm sure.

And you know I'm
right, don't you?

You take him.

Be the mother I can never be.

Deal?

Be sure about this.

Please.

I'm sure.

I thought you'd never get here.

I know, I'm sorry, darling.

But I figured I'd
better be armed

with answers to
all your questions,

so I stayed on long enough
to meet with my attorneys.

Now, am I permitted
to pour myself

a late afternoon
drink before we start?

If you absolutely must.

How about one for you?

No, I want answers
and information.

And I can't wait.

All right. Go ahead. Fire away.

Well, tell me what
the lawyers said.

Is the adoption
process complicated?

Will it take long?

Well, it's not all
that complicated.

But obviously it's
going to take some time.

Now, papers have to be drawn

and then they have to be
filed down at the adoption court,

and then they have to be sent
on to Sammy Jo for signing.

Which means we'll have to wait

till she lets us know where
she's staying in New York.

Mm-hm.

Now, of course, we'll petition

for the earliest
possible court hearing

and that's pretty
much a formality.

But before then,

the court is going to be
sending their people around

to satisfy themselves that
you're gonna make the world's

most sensational mother.

And with any luck,
I'll be okay too.

What's the matter, darling?
Is something wrong?

Blake, we're not married.

And we can't get married

until my divorce
with Mark is final.

What will the court
think about that?

Well, we had no way of knowing

that your Mexican
divorce wasn't legal.

I'm sure they'll
understand that.

So as soon as
you're legally free,

then I'm going to
sweep you off to city hall

and I'm gonna pay
the man the fee,

and then we will dash down

to the adoption court
on our honeymoon.

You're thinking about
Steven, aren't you?

You know, for the first time

since we called off
that search for him,

I feel at peace.

I know my son is gone,
but I swear on his memory

that I'm gonna give
the little baby upstairs

the understanding and the...

The unquestioned love

that I never gave
Steven while he was alive.

Sister Agnes. Yes?

Sister Agnes, come quickly.

Look.

Finally. I think he's
coming around.

It would appear so.

I thought he might be
Dutch. Apparently not.

Perhaps English. Or American.

Good morning, young man.

Do you understand me?

I think he does, doctor.

I imagine you feel
confused. Disoriented.

That's to be expected

after what you've been through.

Are you following
what I'm saying?

Yes.

I think that was "yes."

You are in a
hospital in Singapore.

A freighter picked
you up in the Java Sea,

clinging onto a
piece of wreckage.

That was a few weeks ago.

You've been in a
coma since then.

I'm Dr. Chen Ling,
a plastic surgeon.

I've spent much time with
you because of the injuries,

the very severe
injuries to your face.

Can you tell us...?
Tell us your name?

Where you are from?

Who should we
contact that you're here?

Can you say anything at all?

Normal sleep.

At least he's not comatose.

But he didn't even try to
answer your questions.

Well, it's... It's a lot to
expect of the young man

after what he's been through.

But he's on his way
back to the real world.

Whoever he is,
we'll find out soon.

There you go.

Oh, I can't believe it yet.

This baby's gonna be ours.

Yes, he is.

And nobody's gonna
take him away from us.

Ever.