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BLAKE: Easy now.

You are too tough.

Here we go.

How far do you think we've run?

- I don't know.
- I think we've gone far enough.

No. Heh.

- What are you thinking
about? KRYSTLE: Mm.

I guess I'm still thinking
about that debate last night.

Oh, by the way, Bill Cochran
called the house just before we left.

He said that you
were great last night,

the way you handled
Alexis, just wonderful.

Blake, the more I think about it, the
more I feel that Alexis forced Colby

into marrying her so
she could get his money.

BLAKE: How? That's a
fair question, isn't it? How?

KRYSTLE: I don't know.

I don't know, but
I'm gonna find out.

You know, Blake, we
have to do something.

Let's expose her for what
she really is, fight fire with fire.

I'm sure she's behind that limousine
leaving you stranded last night.

How can we prove that?

What are we supposed to do?

Just let her go on playing
dirty till it costs you the election?

Is that what you want?

Darling, what I want is for
the voters to make a decision

based on the issues
in this campaign.

And that's what they're
gonna get from me.

But it has to be done my way.

[CHUCKLES]

You know, I'm
free for lunch today,

if you're not passing out
"Carrington for Governor" buttons.

What do you say we go down to
that little Italian place downtown

that you love so much, huh?

I may be busy.

All right, but I'm gonna
phone you anyway.

Before you took over Colbyco

on the death of your
second of four husbands,

tell us, did you ever
hold down a job?

- You've been up since .
- Five.

You're not feeling guilty
about last night, are you?

- I thought it was a brilliant idea.
- Mm.

Well, your man kept Blake
away, but it didn't work.

I wanted to debate
Rayford alone.

Aside from a few snags,
I thought you were great.

Yes, well, I don't need all
your flattery and kind words.

What I need is
professional help.

Who are you phoning?

I'd like to place a call to a
Russ Kelton in Washington, D.C.

No. No, I don't know the number.

His office is somewhere
near the White House.

He runs his own
public relations firm.

When you get him, tell him that
Alexis Colby is calling and it's urgent.

[PHONE RINGING]

- Hello?
- Sammy Jo, it's Adam.

Yes, Adam?

I was wondering, is Dana out
there with you at Delta Rho?

Uh, yes, she is. I called
last night to tell the family

- that she was here and safe.
- I'd like to talk to her.

I'm sorry, Adam. She can't
come to the phone right now.

I see.

Would you ask her
to call me, please?

- Yes. I'll leave her the message.
- I appreciate it. Thank you.

Okay. Bye.

He sounds really anxious to talk to
you. Why don't you just call him back?

No.

You know, I feel a little bit
warm. I think I'll go out for a walk.

- Dana.
- Sammy Jo, I can't talk to him.

Can you understand
that? I can't.

Adam.

- Sean, what is it?
- I need your opinion on something.

I've just gotten wind of
an oil deal in Natumbe.

And I wonder if you'd
look into it personally.

- I already have.
- Don't tell me.

- Denver-Carrington?
- It was offered to Denver-Carrington.

- Steven turned it down.
- That wasn't very smart of him.

But then again, I don't
think your brother is as clever

as he'd like people to believe.

Look, what I heard, there's an
oil glut in Natumbe, a big one,

and this is a good time for
companies like Colbyco to step in.

There are risks involved.

I hear the government's pretty shaky
there. There could be a revolution.

Life is shaky, Adam.

Just think of the profits.
They could be substantial.

I agree with you about
the potential profits

and I think Colbyco
should get in on this.

Good. I'll authorize it.

You've got business
smarts, Adam.

You know, Mrs. Carrington,

your calling me was a
very pleasant surprise.

[CHUCKLES]

- It's good to see you again, Mr. Wilson.
- Ha, ha.

Now, how can I help you?

Well, actually, I've,
uh, come to ask you

some questions
about Alexis Colby.

Alexis.

I loathe the woman,
in case you didn't know.

Fired me as Colbyco's chief
counsel right after Cecil's death.

Without reason, without
even a backward glance.

Mr. Wilson, I need your help.

I'm looking for information
about what went on

between Alexis and Cecil
at the time of their marriage.

Cecil?

Mrs. Carrington, I don't
know what went on.

If you wanna find out anything
about that, you go to the lady herself.

I was hoping you could
give me some insight...

Please. Please,
stop right there.

I mean, what you call insight,
I call a breach of confidence.

Even if the man
involved is dead.

[CHUCKLES]

If this was what you wanted to see
me about, I could've saved you a trip.

Well, I'm due in court
in about minutes, so...

Yes, of course. Thank
you for seeing me.

Sean, I need the...

What do you think you're doing?

- I was just...
- Snooping.

Now, listen to
me, I won't have it.

It so happens that I was
looking for the Grodin file.

You were late so I figured I'd better
get it so I could take care of my work.

That okay? I do like to
earn my bucks around here.

If I came on a little
strong, I'm sorry, Leslie.

That's all right. I won't
report you to the boss.

I mean, heh, after all, she's
the reason why you're late, hmm?

Mm.

Look, in the future, you wait for
me before you come in here, okay?

Why? Is there some secret
hiding place I don't know about?

Or other little secrets
aside from the fact

that you and I are sleeping
together behind Alexis' back?

Grodin file. Here you go.

You didn't answer my
question. What are you hiding?

Let's just say it's my
admiration for your persistence.

Come on. Get out of here. I've
got some work to catch up on.

It's working, Dad.

Alexis is going to be sorry for
what she did to you and Kirby.

Carrington and his
family are gonna pay too.

I won't stop.

I'll never stop until they
have destroyed each other.

I promise you, Dad.

I'll make them pay.

"Joseph Arlington Aynders."

MAN: Welcome.

[GASPS]

I... I hope I didn't
frighten you.

Heh, maybe just a little bit.

Cemeteries make
some people nervous.

- Are you kin to him?
- Sorry?

Mr. Aynders. Are you a
relative come to pay respects?

No, I was just visiting another grave
and I stopped by to admire the flowers.

Roses out of season
don't come cheap.

Mr. Aynders must've been
some important gent, hmm?

Well, maybe not all by himself.

But he was butler for
those rich Carringtons.

- The Carringtons?
- Yep.

The same Mr. Blake Carrington
who's running for governor.

I've often thought how sad
and shocked he must've been

when he heard the
news about Mr. Aynders.

What was the news?

How the man sh*t himself
in the head, clear to oblivion.

Mr. Carrington must've said to
himself, "Why? Why did he do it?"

Why did he do it?

Mm.

Well, nice talking to you.

It makes for a pleasant
change around here.

- Heh. Thanks.
- Bye.

WOMAN [ON PA]: Nurse
Hall, call your station.

Nurse Hall, call your station.

Dr. Loudon?

Oh, Mrs. Carrington. Hello.

Are you visiting someone here?

Well, actually, I
came to talk to you.

I hope you have a
few minutes to spare.

Anytime for you. What is it?

Doctor, you were the
attending physician

at the time Cecil Colby had
his heart att*ck, weren't you?

I don't understand. What...?

I was just wondering,

Alexis was with him at his bedside
during his illness, wasn't she?

Well, let's just say that,
uh, she's not the first wife

who remained at her
husband's bedside during a crisis.

And that was a grave crisis.

But they weren't
married then, doctor.

Yes, that's true, they weren't.

I do have to make rounds, Mrs.
Carrington, if you'll excuse me.

I just have a few
more questions.

Oh, look, just in case
this has some bearing

on the upcoming election,

I'm not voting either for
Mrs. Colby or Mr. Carrington.

I'm casting my ballot
for James Rayford.

Is that honest enough for you?

Yes, it is.

But what I'm asking
you goes beyond politics.

It has to do with what went
on in Cecil Colby's room.

Which I'm afraid is not
your affair, Mrs. Carrington.

[SIGHS]

Well, I guess I am out of
line, but this is very important.

Yes, you're right.
It is out of line.

Mrs. Carrington?

I heard what you
asked the doctor.

I was Mr. Colby's
private duty nurse.

I loved that man. He was so good
and he deserved better than her.

- You were his nurse? When?
- When he d*ed.

And I certainly do
remember Alexis Colby.

She could be such a
rude woman at times.

And what she asked of Dr. Loudon,
I think you'll find very interesting.

Dana.

How long are you gonna
keep avoiding Adam?

Look, Denver's only
a few miles away.

Why don't you drive
back and talk to him?

Sammy Jo, you don't understand.

Adam is never
going to forgive me

for not telling him the
truth before we got married.

I know he won't.

So you're gonna
run away from it all?

Oh, boy, is that ever
gonna thrill somebody.

- Who?
- Dear lovable Alexis.

You know she's
gonna be on cloud nine

when she finds out
that you and Adam split.

Dana, don't give
her the pleasure.

Talk to Adam.

He knows you had the abortion.

He knows he would've
been the baby's father.

And the secret's out.

Shouldn't you deal with it?

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

- Come in, Mr. Kelton.
- It's Russ.

And you're Alexis.

You don't mind if I call
you that right off, do you?

What I do mind, Russ,

is that at $ , a day,
you are minutes late.

Well, my flight from
Washington was delayed.

Yes, by six minutes.
An hour ago, I checked.

Caught in a fib.

Come and sit down.

Well, the truth is, I
was paged at the airport.

And I had to call my office and
help un-snag a snag involving a...

I'm afraid I can't tell you who.

Anyway, this is not the best
way to begin a friendship.

I'm an image-maker. The best.

But I don't want mine
tarnished already in your book.

Deal?

Deal. Heh.

Now, um, I would like you

to see this, uh, promotional
campaign video that I've had made.

It shows me at my office, my
desk, making telephone calls.

I think that the commentary
should say something like:

"Here's a woman who
knows what she's doing.

A woman who can take charge, a
woman who can make decisions.

In fact, a woman who
can run this state."

Now, I have another one
here that I'd like you to see.

Well, if they're more of
the same, don't bother.

What?

Well, if that's what you want,
answering the phone in your home,

in your car, in your
limo, in your bathtub,

I'm afraid I'm not
your man, Alexis.

I don't understand.

In a phrase, you're
coming on too strong.

Like a Mack truck.

I think that strength is an attribute
in a leader. Look at Mrs. Thatcher.

There are strengths
and there are strengths.

I see. So, uh, tell
me something. Heh.

What else am I paying you for?

Well, I throw in extras.
Like the way you dress.

Well, what about
the way I dress?

Well, I've seen photos of you
in Vogue and Harper's Bazaar,

and some of the other
leading fashion magazines.

- Not some, Russ, all.
- Fine.

Except you're going to have
to change your style somewhat.

Change my style?

Heh, but I'm known
for my excellent taste.

Good, but now you've got to
start to underplay. Go for pastels.

- Pastels?
- Yes. Um...

Pink, pale greens,
pale blues, peach.

Stay away from blacks
and reds and yellows,

and too much white.

But black and red are my
favorite colors and I adore white.

And I'm sure white adores you.

But don't forget,

most of the voters out there
can't afford your cleaning bills.

- Make sense?
- Yes.

- Yes, it does.
- Good.

Now, let's talk about why
you should be governor

and not Blake Carrington
or James Rayford.

All right. Uh, would
you like a cup of tea?

No, thanks. I have my own
private stock of mineral water

that I carry with
me wherever I go.

- Care for some?
- No, no, thank you.

Now, who is Alexis Colby Rowan,

and why do we want her
in the Governor's Mansion?

Well, first, you're a woman,
an eminently attractive woman.

But looks don't count
for all that much.

What you mean to the
citizens out there does.

So, what we're going to
base your campaign on

is what the voters will come to know
as your personal and business styles.

To wit, that you're a friend to
women and a partner to men.

- You like?
- Yes. Yes, I like.

Good. Now, add to that
that you're a role model,

that you're an ' s woman,

and with the female vote alone,
you can be governor of Colorado.

Which brings me
to your children.

There's Steven, Fallon
and Adam. Correct?

- Yes.
- Well, they're a part of all this, Alexis.

A vital part.

But from what I've read and heard,
they're all supporting their father.

Now, you're gonna
need their help too.

- But, unfortunately...
- No buts.

We have to have it.

All right. If it's their support I
need, it's their support I'll get.

It's been a long time since you've
set foot on Colbyco soil, Steven.

What's the occasion?

I understand that Sean
is bringing Colbyco

into the Vitron Oil deal.

That's right.

Why, that doesn't bother you.

The financial wizard who opposed
that deal for Denver-Carrington.

That's not the point.
What's the story here, Adam?

You wearing both
hats in this little game?

Game? What the hell is
that supposed to mean?

Knowing you, you had to
have some input in his decision.

Why'd you convince him to go
for it? Maybe I can tell you why.

So that you could sucker
Denver-Carrington as well.

Do you care to explain that?

I'd be happy to.

There's a big price tag on this.

And maybe Colbyco isn't
willing to put up all the money.

You forgot a maybe, Steven.

Maybe I wanna see you sweat
for a while before I throw my vote

with Fallon's and do make
this a Denver-Carrington deal.

I warn you, I won't put up with
your playing both sides of the fence.

And I won't put with this.
This is my office, Steven.

I have more important
things to do than fight with you.

You wanna fight,
work it off in the gym.

[DOOR CLOSES]

I see.

Uh, would you please have
Reverend Downen call me back

as soon as possible?

Thank you. I appreciate that.

Who's Reverend Downen?

Uh, he performed Alexis'
and Cecil's wedding.

Krystle, why in the world
do you keep pursuing this?

- Because I have to, Blake.
- Look, darling...

Blake, I'm not
gonna give up on this

until some questions
I have are answered.

Even if I ask you to let it go?

Yes.

[BOTH SIGH]

My God.

I was afraid you were
never coming back to me.

How could I not come back?

- I love you.
- I love you.

Oh, Dana.

Those awful things I
said to you last night.

- I hurt you so much. I'm sorry.
- I know. I know.

- Tell me you really believe that.
- I do.

I really do.

- But...
- But what?

- I'm ashamed to say it.
- Say what?

I drove out to
Karen's last night.

And I saw you come outside
with her and kiss her on the cheek.

And I thought, "He
doesn't want me.

Oh...

I'm not carrying his child. I'm
not the one he wants to be with."

Dana.

Karen was telling
me to forgive you.

Forgive you? My God.

What happened back
then was my fault too.

Oh, shh. You
don't have to say it.

You were young, you
weren't yourself that night.

You weren't my prince, that
boy I worshiped from afar.

That boy who forced himself
on you, and look at the cost.

But that's all past.

I love you more than life.

- Nothing can hurt us now.
- No.

Nothing and no one.

No one, not even Sean.

Sean?

Why would he hurt us?

Dana, I want you to tell me.

Why?

- She's a damned liar.
- You blackmailed her.

You used what you knew about her
life and you forced her to spy for you.

- Admit it.
- Hey.

I admit to nothing,

except that she confided
in me because of you.

She was afraid how you would
react if you learned the truth.

If you ever thr*aten or
try to hurt Dana again,

I'll k*ll you.

Yeah? Heh.

- Will you k*ll your mother too?
- Meaning?

- She's known about this all along.
- What?

Hey, come on. It's no secret
Alexis never really accepted Dana.

But she adores you.

She already has plans for you
to take over for her at Colbyco.

Don't try to bribe me, Rowan.

Well, you'll find
out it's not bribery.

So whatever happened between
me, Dana and yourself, it's over.

It's finished.

But your future
is just beginning.

Unless, that is, you find
yourself unhappy here.

I meant what I said.

Stay away from my wife.

I told you, Adam, it's history.

But I want you to think
about new horizons,

new opportunities.

[LAUGHS]

So that's it. It's official. The private
poll that Danny took of his classmates.

Every one of them
wants you for governor.

So they can all get a day off
from school when I'm inaugurated.

- Yeah, right. Heh.
- Well, I can't let my grandson

- and his classmates down, can I?
- Absolutely not.

Listen, I have to
go. I have a meeting.

Oh, it was good of
you to drop by, son. Oh!

Steven, I've been meaning
to talk to you about something.

Yeah?

I get the feeling that things aren't
going too well at Denver-Carrington

between you and your brother.

Where did you get this feeling?

No, don't bother to
answer. It was Adam, right?

Don't blame Adam. He
had nothing to do with it.

Oh.

Well, listen, Dad, I'm gonna
be late for this meeting.

But don't worry,

everything's gonna be
okay between Adam and me.

- Talk to you later.
- Mm-hm.

I wanna talk to you, Fallon.

Not about the best movie
you've seen this month, for sure.

I'm not in the mood for
one of your little jokes.

What are you in the mood for?

I wanna know why
you went running to Dad

and told him about
the Vitron Oil deal

and about what was going on
between you and Adam and me.

- Look, I didn't run to him.
- You didn't?

No. And I didn't tell him
anything either. I didn't have to.

Come on, Steven, he's our father.
He has a sense about these things.

And that's it?

Not quite.

I'm still for the oil
deal. Very much for it.

That's great.

Maybe you should just drop
everything and fly to Natumbe

and check it out for yourself.

I could use a little trip.

So I may just do that.

In fact, I will.

Thanks for the suggestion.

There. I think this
memo says it all.

Thanks. That was quick.

You know, Sean,
I've been thinking.

Since we're so in
tune with one another,

I just don't feel a middle-management
position is right for me.

I see myself more like
your executive assistant.

Look, I really don't have time for
your small talk right now, Leslie.

Save it for the bedroom, okay?

Where we're very,
very close, right?

Sean, I want to extend the proximity.
I wanna work with you, not for you.

Ah. Well, don't you think
Alexis would be, uh, surprised

if I told her suddenly
you were made...?

Well, what was that title?

Executive assistant. It has a
nice ring, don't you think? Heh.

And I want it real soon or else.

Or else what?

No more assignations?

I don't think you
really want it that way.

Oh...

Or else this.

I had it photo-stated at
the newspaper morgue.

Um... Do you know
something, Leslie?

Heh.

I was just thinking,

I realize more and more
you're a very, very bright girl

with a very bright future.

Heh.

You're not too bad yourself.

Whoa, whoa. Whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa.

Where do you
think you're off to?

I'm gonna stay with
Daddy while you're in Africa.

That's right, son.

Uh...

Sweetheart, go wait in the
car. Daddy will be right out.

Okay.

Jeff, why are you making
arrangements for L.B.

- without talking to me?
- Maybe you can explain to me

what trip takes precedence
over being a good parent?

It's not a vacation.

It's business.

With the oil minister
of Natumbe, I hear.

Right. Harry Thresher. Dex
knows him from way back.

Great.

Jeff, you take business
trips all the time.

Nobody questions you,
calls you a bad father.

Whether you like it or not,

Dex and I are gonna check
out that African oil deal.

Oh, and then what?

I won't let you suggest
I'm an incompetent parent

just because it's the only way
you've got left to control me.

Ha, ha. This argument
is disintegrating real fast.

Wait.

I won't be manipulated by you.

I've always been
very fair to the children.

Now you're playing dirty pool.

What will you do when I'm gone?
Start a custody suit against me?

[CHUCKLES]

If I don't see you before
you leave, have a nice trip.

It was right there in the
hospital, I married Cecil Colby

and the former
Alexis Carrington.

Well, I'd hardly call it your average
wedding ceremony, would you?

No, I certainly wouldn't.

For the reasons I've
cited, Mrs. Carrington.

Well, I must hurry off.

- Oh, I hope I haven't kept you.
- Not at all.

By the way, I'm very excited
about your husband's campaign.

I'm sure he'll do very well.

- Well, I'll tell him you said that.
- Thank you.

- Bye-bye.
- Bye-bye.

How heartwarming to
see you communicating

with the good reverend.

I hope you were saying a prayer
for Blake. He's gonna need it.

- Your family's waiting for you.
- Thank you, Tommy.

Look, I assure you all

that my campaign is
not a personal vendetta

against your father.

I just simply think that I
have a lot to offer this state,

and that I will make
an excellent governor.

And I really wanna have my children
next to me during my campaign.

- Mother.
- Yes, Fallon?

This is very hard for me to say.

Well, just say it.

I love you. You know that.

But I can't support you.

I've already committed
myself to Daddy.

Totally.

Yeah, I understand.

What about you, Steven?

It's not that we're choosing
one parent over another.

- I want you to know that.
- Go on.

But I gave Dad my
word that I'd support him.

I... It just wouldn't be right for
me to even think of switching.

I'm sorry. I really am.

I see.

Adam?

I hope that you don't
feel the same way.

I'll appear with father if
he continues to ask me.

But I'll also help
you however I can.

Just tell me when to be there.

Oh, darling.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

I knew I could count on you.

Just as you could count on
me when you came to Denver.

It's the most wonderful present
that you could ever give me.

I really thank you.

So, please, all
of you excuse me.

[CRYING]

I'll never forgive
you for this, Blake.

Never.

Well, they're all good.

I think this one is probably
the best for our purposes.

- Blake.
- Good morning.

Would you two gentlemen
mind leaving us alone?

It's not a good morning.
It's a very bad morning.

To what do I owe
the honor of this visit?

Have you spoken to any of
our children since last night?

I saw Fallon.

- Did she tell you what happened?
- Yes, she told me some of the details.

So you know that your
unmitigated selfishness

has helped to rip
my children from me.

Alexis, it was your decision to
become a candidate in this election

that forced the kids to
choose sides. It's that simple.

- Is it?
- Yes.

Was it simple when you exiled me

from my children all those years
ago, turned them against me?

That was all in the past.

Things are fine between
you and the children now.

Don't try to soft-pedal
this situation, Blake.

Don't you dare try.

Was is simple when
you divested yourself

of your Denver-Carrington holdings
and left the children to run them,

thus forcing them to choose you?

And now when I need my
family, they've turned against me.

They didn't turn against
you. You're overreacting.

All they did was level with you

about where they
stand in this election.

Overreacting? Well, I'm
gonna level with you now.

I'm going to win this election, Blake,
and I don't need the children to do it.

I don't need anyone.

I'm so glad you were
both able to fly over.

Just as I regret the fact

that Denver-Carrington
isn't in on the deal.

But Colbyco is, or hasn't that
deal been closed, Mr. Thresher?

It has. Their first
shipment's being loaded

onto one of their tankers
right here in the harbor.

Their profit is going
to be enormous.

Well, that's one of the things that
troubles me about all this, Harry.

You were never a
philanthropist before.

Heh. You're right, Dex.

I'm an entrepreneur,
not a bleeding heart.

But I'm sure you're aware of
the oil situation here in Natumbe.

When there's a glut,
the price goes down.

According to these charts,
you're pumping high-gravity crude.

How can we be sure it
isn't transmission fluid?

If anyone but you asked that
question, I'd have him thrown out of here.

But you,

you're forgiven.

Any other questions?

There's been talk that the
government of Natumbe is unstable,

that there's even the
chance of a revolution.

Is there any truth to that?

As you said, there's
talk. That's all it is.

Very empty talk.

Besides, I'm not
fond of revolutions.

In fact, I like to be as
far from them as possible.

I'm sorry, but I must
prepare for a meeting.

Are your hotel
accommodations all right?

This isn't exactly Paris or
Rome, but we try our best.

Oh, yes. They're
fine. Thank you.

We'll stay in touch.

- Bad stuff?
- No, not at all.

This is high gravity crude
I filched from the tanker

after we left Thresher's office.

You mean I guessed right
and Steven was wrong?

Well, it seems that way.

I'm still not satisfied, Fallon.

Guys like Thresher don't
change all that much.

- Is there a plane out tonight?
- Next one's in the morning.

You doing anything for dinner?

First, I'm gonna call my kids.

And then I'm dining out with
you to celebrate my next move.

Which is?

When I get back to
Denver, I'm gonna tell Steven

this is a worthwhile deal,
it is on the up-and-up.

Well, he has to go for it now.

Dexter and the young
woman were here,

and I know they're satisfied.

All right, Harry. Now you can
complete the first shipment of oil.

So we can get down
to the business at hand.

Right.

[PLAYING INDIGENOUS MUSIC]

[MEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

MAN: Come on over this
way. Come on over here.

- I like it. MAN : Ha-ha-ha!

Come on, come on,
baby. Come on, come on.

MAN : Come on here. MAN : Hey.

Look at her. Isn't she amazing?

How does she do that?

You've had a little too much to
drink. You should go back to the hotel.

Oh, no, not yet. It's fun here. I
wanna stay and enjoy myself.

MAN : Hey, hey. Oh,
come back here. Come back.

[APPLAUSE]

MAN : Hey. Come on.
Come on. MAN : Don't be shy.

Get up there. Whoa!

Hey.

[MEN LAUGHING]

Oh, boy. Shake it, shake it.

[MEN CONTINUE LAUGHING]

- Ha, ha! What's that for?
- It's payment for our evening together.

Oh, don't... Oh, I have a date.

- Let's call it a night.
- I've got an investment here.

Let's just say, uh,
you're out of business.

[GRUNTING]

- All right, Fallon, time to go home.
- Oh, Dex.

DEX: Time to go home.

FALLON: Don't be such a
spoilsport. Dex, I'm having a good time.

- Ha-ha-ha.
- Okay, let's go.

Ow! Dex, please.

Ooh. Ow!

What do you want, Krystle?

To go over a few
things with you.

- Such as?
- Your life.

Ah, ha. Is this
some sort of joke?

I don't think so.

I'm getting closer
and closer to the truth

of who and what you really are.

I just need a few answers
to round things out.

How did you get
your fortune, Alexis?

- I'm calling security...
- How?

I inherited it from my
late husband, Cecil Colby.

I find it strange that Cecil
would wanna marry you so soon

- after suffering a heart att*ck.
- Oh, do you?

Well, frankly, I don't give a
damn what you find, Krystle.

A few other people
find it bizarre as well,

including his nurse
you were so nasty to.

You remember
Dr. Loudon, don't you?

What he said when you told him
that you were going to marry Cecil

in the hospital?

She told me about
your wedding plans.

- I won't allow it.
- Oh, but of course you will.

I just said I won't allow it.

What you just said
just may get you

into a bit of trouble
around here, doctor.

You see, my fiancé happens to be
on the board of trustees of this hospital.

Right now, your
fiancé, my patient,

is a very sick man lying
in a bed in this hospital.

And I won't permit that
kind of strain on his heart.

Then you said, "I have every
intention of marrying Mr. Colby

when I want to, doctor."

Remember, Alexis?

The minister you saw me with at
The Carlton the other night does.

For inasmuch as you have
consented together in holy wedlock,

I pronounce you
husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

According to the minister, you
appeared somewhat concerned

for a moment that he might
not go through with his vows.

I was concerned
that Cecil might not...

What? That he might die
before you could marry him?

How dare you
burst into my office

with your disgusting
and false accusations.

Oh, I doubt that they're false.

Besides, all I have to
do is use your tactics.

Just spread the word and
eventually, the damage will be done.

Just as you've tried
to damage Blake.

I swear to you, Alexis,

if you don't withdraw
from this campaign,

I'll see to it that an anonymous
source plants these stories

in every newspaper and
television station in this country.

Well, they're all lies, so
you'll never get away with it.

Oh, yes, I would.

You're bluffing, Krystle.
You know you are.

Am I?

Watch me.