- Previously on Dynasty...
- I can't do this anymore.
I love Culhane.
I just had this very
disturbing conversation
with the head of Steven's foundation.
He's missing.
Cristal?
Now, I know you didn't want
an engagement gift,
but I got you something simple.
You bought a soccer team?
This is all the blackmail
on Fallon and Jeff Colby.
And as a bonus, $5 million cash.
You can walk away from me for good.
Nico.
You must be Ada's new guy.
Welcome to the fold.
- Who the hell is this?
- It was all a setup!
Look out, Jeff!
Jeff?
Just stay with me, Jeff.
Blake, I'm gonna need your help.
When is he gonna wake up?
I know it seems like a long time,
but when dealing with b*llet wounds,
the body needs time to recover.
What took you so long to
call me in the first place?
Did you have to call your lawyers first?
I know you're stressed,
but if there's anyone
that can pull through this, it's Jeff.
Where should we set up breakfast,
Mr. Carrington?
In the dining room, where it belongs.
And please tell the rest
of the staff this room
is off-limits until further notice.
- Yes, sir.
- Did my brother know
you were bringing him to your guest room
instead of an actual hospital?
Believe me, there was no other choice.
You, Blake, should never start
a sentence with "believe me."
When your brother wakes,
I'll let him tell you why he's here.
In the meantime,
if there's anything else you need,
please let me know.
Hey.
Hey.
- How's he doing?
- Who knows?
I can't get a straight
answer out of anyone.
Where the hell is Culhane?
Well, just so you know, he feels awful.
Of course he does.
This is all his fault.
My brother is still unconscious,
and from what I hear,
Culhane barely has a scratch.
I'm not going to defend him,
but, I mean, I don't think
he'd crash his car on purpose.
Right. Because he
always tells the truth.
And what about you?
You knew all about his secret
life of crime and you didn't say
- anything to me.
- Culhane was supposed to tell you
everything about Ada.
I'm not the one you can't trust.
Fallon, I've told you
a hundred times now.
I had no choice.
Everything that I did was...
To protect me. Yes, I know.
It was.
I did what I had to do to get
that blackmail back from Ada.
The less you knew, the better.
So you just lied to my face.
This face.
This face that you could
still be lying to now.
Uh, Fallon, I didn't start any of this.
If it wasn't for your crazy escort plan
that got Max Van Kirk k*lled,
none of this would've happened.
And that's it? That's everything?
Yes.
I promise you, and your perfect face,
that's the whole truth.
But we still have that Nico problem.
It's the Van Kirk Industries
guy that was at the drug deal.
The FBI has him, and he can ID me.
If he knows my name, I'm done.
If he knows your name and even then,
he might not do anything.
He has nothing left to lose.
They probably have him
holed up somewhere,
negotiating a plea deal right now.
I'll take care of it.
Absolutely not.
You can't go anywhere near him.
I'll make some calls,
I'll find out where he is,
and he and I will have a little chat.
And then you and I can negotiate
our own little plea deal.
Uh-oh. Is this a family meeting?
Because if it is, I'll leave.
I was just explaining to these two
that Jeff Colby is family,
and we take care of our own.
Speaking of family,
I just got news on Steven.
- You did?
- Why didn't you say something?
Can I talk?
I spoke to the foundation
head in Paraguay.
He's fine. Sort of.
He, uh, disappeared into the jungle
on some sort of ayahuasca retreat.
He was on a drug binge.
I think it's more of a spiritual binge.
He's still trying to
figure out who he is.
You know, this all seems shady.
No matter where he is,
he usually reaches out to me.
I'm basically his rock.
"Spiritual binge,"
that sounds like a cult.
I've always said Steven
could be a cult leader.
I can have an extraction team
in the jungle before nightfall.
Easy, Rambo.
Look, this isn't exactly
out of character for Steven.
At least we know he's safe.
Ish.
Of course, now he'll be MIA
from the charity gala tomorrow
for his own foundation,
but I can pick up the slack.
I guess that's what love is,
doing things you don't want to
for people who don't quite deserve it.
Cristal?
Yes. Here.
Are you sure you don't want
to go to this meeting with me?
Well, the thought of talking
finances is so exciting to me,
but I'm gonna let you have all the fun.
This should be the final meeting
before the soccer league
signs off on our bid.
I have complete faith in you.
Well, that would be your first mistake.
This is gonna be like
one long honeymoon.
Mm.
Hey.
You okay?
I'm fine. I'm just tired.
I can think of something to wake you up.
Talking finance.
You should get going. Go.
How cute are these?
Maybe we should have Steven's
face printed on some of them.
I don't want him on a truffle.
I want him here.
And on a truffle.
He is here, in spirit.
Well, spirit isn't going
to help me plan a gala.
The First Annual Steven
Carrington Foundation Fund-raiser,
minus Steven Carrington.
If you don't want to throw this party,
I most certainly can.
You most certainly can't.
I've already hired a professional.
And everything, from the silent auction
to the refreshments, is being handled.
All you have to think
about is your speech.
What speech?
Just a few words for the guests.
As Steven's spouse, you are officially
the host of the gala.
I could give a speech. I am his mother.
Don't remind me.
Steven owes me so big.
Well, it looks to me like you've
already rewarded yourself quite well.
Speaking of shopping,
why don't you and I
coordinate our wardrobe?
- As Steven's representatives.
- _
Welcome back to the land of the living.
Try not to move around
too much, Mr. Colby.
You're likely to be sore.
Which hospital is this?
It's not.
You're at the manor.
The what?
Oh, hell no.
- No, no, no. No, no.
- Shh. Jeff.
N-N-No. You need to take it easy.
You were in a car accident,
and then you had a b*llet removed.
I can't believe you
let them bring me here.
I didn't "let them" bring you anywhere.
I just found out.
He's awake.
Maybe you can tell us what
the hell is going on here.
All of this is on you.
Ada, the smoke bombs in the club,
my brother getting sh*t.
Monica, I'm sorry,
but it is much more
complicated than you...
I don't believe a word that
comes out of your mouth.
You may have fooled Fallon,
but she's gonna figure out
who you are real quick,
and I want to be there to
watch her destroy your ass.
Monica, it's okay. I'm okay, all right?
Can you give me and him a second alone?
What am I doing here, man?
You'd be recovering in a jail cell
if I did everything by the book.
So you called Blake?
That is so messed up, man.
I... I-I got to get out of here.
Look, look, look.
The doctor said you need to rest
until you regain your strength.
Blake and Fallon know everything,
so they're cool with you staying
here as long as you need to.
Come here.
You almost k*lled my sister.
And then you almost k*lled me.
I'm gonna find a way to
make you pay for this.
And it will hurt.
Now get the hell out of my sight.
_
What is it?
I-I'm here to clean?
Uh, no. No, not now.
That's why I put a sign on the...
on the door.
Fresh towels?
Uh, yeah. I guess.
- Just, can you make it quick, please?
- Mm-hmm.
Yeah. No, sir. Not you. Sorry.
Yeah. We're just in a holding pattern
until the lawyers get here.
We should have something in
place by tomorrow at the latest.
No. Excuse me!
Hey! Can you stop that?
No, no, I'm sorry.
I, I can't... I can't hear you.
No. We have a really
aggressive housekeeper here.
It is... Hold on. Hold on a second.
Oh.
Hi there.
Hello, Nico.
Who are you?
Did Ada send you?
Where's-where's Darrell?
Oh, he just stepped out for a second.
And, no, Ada didn't send me.
Oh, okay.
Well, I could use clean sheets.
First of all, gross.
Second of all,
I don't know the first thing
about changing linens.
I'm here to change your mind.
How 'bout it?
Hey, this is Steven Carrington.
Please leave a message
and I'll get back to you.
Hey, it's me. Again.
Can you please call me back?
Actually, I'm not asking.
You need to call me back, damn it.
You...
You actually sent me divorce
papers in the mail, Steven?
What the hell is going on?
If you're satisfied with
your message, please hang up.
- No. Of course I'm not satisfied.
- If not, dial one for...
What did you say your name was again?
I didn't.
Then why would I trust you
to help me with anything?
I don't even know who you are.
Or why you're doing this.
I'm doing this for a friend.
And it's not about who I am.
It's about what I can do for you.
Anything you can do,
I'm pretty sure my lawyer can do better.
Really? Because my sources tell me
that you were caught red-handed
with a truck full of heroin.
- Yeah.
- So...
- you don't really have a ton of options.
- Maybe not.
But if I tell the Feds what I know,
I'll be a free man in three and
a half years instead of ten.
And what else do you have?
I mean, the FBI
doesn't knock off seven
years for nothing.
Just the guy that sold me the dr*gs.
Michael Culhane.
Well, the money is just a down payment.
It's a sign of good faith.
This... is a one-time-only offer.
Shiny new passport,
one-way ticket to the Bahamas,
the deed to a bungalow on the beach,
and $10 million in cash.
All you need to do is never say
the name Michael Culhane again.
Tempting.
But you can't call off the FBI.
So, even if I took your offer...
I'd be a fugitive.
And I like Texas barbecue too
much to be on the run forever.
Then you and I will pick an island
where extradition is impossible,
and we'll fly in a few slabs
from Franklin's every weekend.
Sorry. No deal.
Now, unless you're gonna
actually change my linens,
you should leave,
before I tell my FBI
friend what's going on.
I guess you saving my
life was as tough for you
as it was for me, so...
thanks for that.
You should be thanking
me for bringing you here.
We both know how much you hate hospitals
since you had your tonsils taken out.
Although that was probably more
about your mother abandoning you
than losing your tonsils.
I remember you, uh,
didn't talk for two
months after that surgery.
I had a sore throat.
And a lot on my mind, okay?
But that's your sister.
Always leaving damage
behind as she disappears.
Half sister.
Which... brings me to my point.
For better or worse,
we're a family, Jeff.
Family helps each other.
I just need a small favor,
and it's one that'll benefit both of us.
And to be fair, you owe me.
I need a diverse investment partner
to get this soccer team.
All it'll cost you is $10
million for 20% ownership,
and a phone call to the Urban
Outreach Coalition pushing our bid.
Then all you have to do is cash
checks and enjoy your luxury box.
It sounds like a win-win to me.
No. It sounds like you're
getting $10 million,
and all I'm getting is tickets to a team
that likely won't win
a game for two years.
You're also getting an uncle that's
willing to keep your secrets.
You're really gonna blackmail
- a man in a wheelchair?
- Yeah.
You have reached an all-time low, Blake.
What do you want, Jeff?
I'm trying to make a deal here.
Then let's make one.
I'm listening.
I want Culhane crushed.
He's my future son-in-law.
Which means he's not blood.
You want your soccer team.
I want Culhane to suffer.
Hi. I know you told me
you never wanted
to talk to me again, but...
we need your help.
"We"?
Yeah.
We.
And then the FBI almost busted
Culhane for delivering dr*gs
to one of Max's old VKI connects.
Yeah, but you have no actual
evidence that Uncle Max was involved.
Well, that's why we need your help,
to access the files.
We need to find the paper
trail that leads back to Max.
Even if I had it...
I told you to never
call me again, Fallon.
And it's sort of a big ask.
You know, me turning on my
favorite uncle, who is dead,
to help my... sort of ex-wife
and... her new fiancé.
And this would ruin his name.
My name.
Tell him.
When we were in New York...
Max wouldn't sign for
your family to buy C.A.
from my family...
unless I had sex with him.
Wait, wait, wait. What?
I'm sorry. I should have told you.
I was afraid it would blow up the deal.
So you...
- Did you?
- No.
I did what any normal person would do.
I blindfolded him and
hired a look-alike escort
to pinch-hit for me.
But then her...
expertise...
caused him to have a heart att*ck.
And in the process
of cleaning all that up,
I got tied up with Ada.
I'm sorry.
I hate asking you for anything,
especially right now, but...
please.
Mmm.
Sorry, no animals in the kitchen.
Even if the rest of your
"paint and sip" class
loved yours the best.
Since you have
effectively blackballed me
from helping with this party,
I am contributing in my own way.
And I'm gonna put up my latest painting,
anonymously,
at the gala's silent auction.
You're joking. Or inebriated.
I will have you know that my
work has been shown and sold
all over metro Atlanta.
Oh. In which coffee shops?
Well, I'm just trying to help.
Yes, well,
it's because of all your "help" lately
that Steven's not here
to host his own party.
Ah, that's what this is about.
Look, Joseph,
Steven's always been a leaf in the wind.
And I love that about him.
There's a difference
between being free-spirited
and irresponsible.
I should just thank God
that you're past the
age of bearing children.
Now the only thing you can
ruin is blank canvases.
That's good work.
The divorce seems real on paper,
but Steven's never this impulsive.
Is it possible that he's been
unhappy and just... didn't say it?
He's married to me.
Why would he be unhappy?
It had to be the ayahuasca talking.
I should just ignore
the whole thing, right?
I came to you for advice.
Don't clam up now.
Okay.
From what I know about
ayahuasca ceremonies,
they work as some sort of truth serum.
They're supposed to reveal your...
inner demons...
your feelings.
So you're saying deep down this
is what Steven really wants?
Well, that's cruel.
I'm just saying there's
no way that you can be
a hundred percent sure what's
going on in someone else's mind.
And Steven's been through so much trauma
in the past few months.
Maybe... he wants a fresh start.
You were supposed to give me a pep talk,
not make me more depressed.
I'm sorry. Maybe I'm wrong.
I'm just trying to see both sides here.
Let's just talk about something else.
Okay.
I'm pregnant.
I just found out.
I haven't told Blake.
The timing's terrible,
and it makes me look like a gold digger.
Okay.
So was not expecting that...
you are expecting.
Are you gonna keep it?
I want to.
But with Adam running off,
Steven gone,
and the baby being kidnapped,
I just don't think Blake is in
a good place for this right now.
And how do you know what he
wants if you haven't asked him?
I know.
I think.
You need to tell him.
Or...
give him some ayahuasca,
see what he really thinks.
You're really going to
the ends of the earth here.
Are you sure this is all worth it?
Are you sure you're okay with all
this coming out about Uncle Max?
If he did what you said he did, then...
yeah.
Uncle Max deserves this.
So you believe me.
I do.
I know you think I made
the wrong decision...
about who to be with.
You said it, not me.
Well, your uncle did a pretty
good job at covering his tracks.
Yeah. Looks like
all the shipping invoices have
been professionally doctored.
I don't think we're gonna find
a smoking g*n here, Fallon.
Well, maybe we do
some doctoring of our own.
How you feeling?
Man, spare me your concern.
What do you want?
Well, to clear the air
about a few things.
Such as?
Where we stand.
I spoke to Fallon, told her everything.
She forgave me.
That's great. You didn't get her sh*t.
That's fair enough.
But it goes without saying,
we need to keep quiet about
all things Ada-related,
for both our sakes.
Especially if it comes up with
your cousin, the police chief.
Seriously?
You think you can come in here
and tell me what I'm
allowed to talk about
- or who I can even talk to?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Whoa, whoa. Calm down.
- You need to go, man.
- Jeff...
Get the hell out of here!
- Don't touch me! All right?
- Sir! Sir!
- Don't...
- Sir, calm down, sir.
Jeff!
His BP's crashing.
Get the code cart now.
Initiate resuscitation.
♪ I don't like you ♪
♪ But I love you ♪
♪ Seems that I'm always ♪
♪ Thinking of you ♪
♪ Though, oh, oh ♪
♪ You treat me badly ♪
♪ I love you madly ♪
♪ You really got a hold on me ♪
♪ You really got a... ♪
Mom.
We got him. He's back.
I didn't order turndown service.
What did you do with my guard?
His girlfriend just
found out about his wife.
He'll be a minute.
Now, step aside.
I have some new information to share.
This is a paper trail
proving that Max Van
Kirk was the mastermind
behind VKI's drug ring.
And this is the same paper trail,
except it all leads back to you.
It's fake.
- You made it all up.
- Correct.
You know it's fake,
and I know it's fake.
But with an airtight online
footprint backing it up,
the FBI won't.
So you can keep Culhane's
name out of your mouth
and be home in 42 months,
or you can have a very
pissed off cellmate
for 20 years.
And no barbecue either.
I'll make sure your
lawyers have the papers
first thing in the morning.
With all you're going
through to save his ass,
I hope this Culhane guy's worth it.
I can't believe they
cleared you to leave
after you just flatlined.
Well, I didn't just
wake up and walk out.
But once I set up my own doctors,
they couldn't stop me.
By the way, I told Dad you had the
flu when he asked where you'd been,
not that you got sh*t.
And from now on, you stay put.
I can't afford to lose you.
I'm fine, Mon.
More than fine, really.
I'm renewed.
Almost reborn.
Hey.
What was that song Mom used to
sing to us when we were kids?
What are you talking about?
Saturday morning,
when she was cleaning the house,
there was some song she'd sing.
Just calmed everything.
You must be blacking out again,
because that's not how I remember it.
You're jaded.
And you are literally on dr*gs.
Mom didn't sing nearly
as much as she yelled.
The only memory of her I
haven't purposely wiped out
is the one where she left
me on Granny's doorstep
while you were still in the hospital
and disappeared.
That's the point.
I never got a chance
to say goodbye to her.
- And that's my fault.
- Are you insane?
She's toxic.
That's why she's not in our lives.
Maybe it doesn't have to be that way.
I mean, one near-death
experience and you realize...
you have to make some
changes in your life.
Do those changes include
forgiving Culhane?
Yeah, that's not happening.
According to Fallon,
he didn't have a choice.
Ada was always holding
the blackmail over him.
That's not how I remember it.
My God.
You look amazing.
Are you okay?
I heard Jeff left because you asked
him to be co-owner of the team.
Well, I'm not sure
if that's why he's gone.
But... what's that got to...
Did you ask him?
I'm trying to come up with a
way to get this team for you.
Well, clearly,
this isn't about me anymore.
It's about you and your ego.
I am not not going to apologize
for trying to build a legacy with you.
I don't understand why you're
not more excited about this.
This is the first thing
I've been passionate about
since C.A. dissolved.
The first thing?
- Good to know. Okay.
- You...
That's not what I mean.
Either way,
I don't need an engagement gift.
If anything,
why not put that money into
Steven's charity instead?
Boy's whole life was a charity.
What you don't know about my son is,
he's cost me millions
in his protests, in his bail,
in his countless stints in rehab.
And then he skips out on
Christmas to go on a bender?
So, no,
I think I'll pass on that.
Hello.
Just tell me when it's done.
Good evening.
Everything here tonight
is 100% eco-friendly.
- ♪ I see the paintings ♪
- Welcome. Everything here tonight
- is 100% eco-friendly.
- ♪ Those sunny jewels ♪
Hi.
♪ So inviting, the colors ♪
♪ The greens, those blues ♪
♪ Most of all ♪
- ♪ I see this genius that would be ♪
- Eco-friendly cocktail?
Yes.
- Did you talk to Blake?
- No. I was right.
It's not the right time.
It's the last thing he needs to hear.
What do you mean?
Hey.
Mr. Carrington-Jones.
Or is it Jones-Carrington?
- Come here.
- Colin.
Mm.
Looks like marriage is
treating someone well.
All except the part about
my husband being MIA
in some South American jungle.
How's your better half?
Chad and I broke up.
- What?
- Yeah.
You guys were perfect together.
Tell that to my tear ducts, 'cause, uh,
it's been brutal.
You know, the worst part is
coming to these events solo.
Sucks not having your plus-one in life.
I will drink to that.
- Bartender.
- Gentlemen.
Two sh*ts of something
easy on the environment
- and hard on the liver.
- Coming right up.
Shouldn't you be resting?
You're gonna give
yourself another episode,
running around town like this.
Oh, please.
Don't act like you really care.
By the way, forget about Culhane.
I'll take care of him myself.
Oh, don't tell me you suddenly
developed a conscience
after your kiss with death.
It's already in motion.
We have a deal. I kept up my end.
Now you have to keep up yours.
I do have some thoughts on the team.
Cool your jets there, pal.
You're a silent partner.
You call Urban Outreach,
put up the money.
- That's it.
- No, that's not it.
- Excuse me?
- Once the bid has been finalized,
Blake Carrington and the
new Atlanta soccer team
are gonna fix up the neighborhood
where the stadium is going,
giving people jobs. And...
you're also gonna be a proud sponsor
of the new Colby Music Academy,
right in the heart of the community.
- Or else?
- Or else no Urban Outreach call,
no $10 million,
and maybe I'll call my cousin,
the police chief,
and ask some questions
about aiding and abetting.
Hmm.
Anything for the community.
Why don't you come into the study?
I've got some champagne chilling,
and I hate to drink alone.
I'm not in a champagne mood.
Well, then...
we'll just have to get you in one,
won't we?
Blake, we need to talk.
I'm trying to end our argument,
not start a new one.
Cristal?
Are you okay?
I'm okay.
Blake, I can explain.
Just...
Hello? Anyone home?
Hi, everyone.
I'm Sam.
Steven's husband.
Steven's in Paraguay.
But, uh,
most of you already know that, so...
Well, I wanted to thank you guys
for coming out and supporting
Steven's foundation.
Now, I'm...
still not sure what it does, but...
I know it's for a good cause.
Anyhoo,
Steven loves this charity.
In fact, he, uh...
oh, he loves it so much
that he didn't come home for Christmas.
Now, that's dedication.
Hi, Fallon.
Now, I see that we are at,
uh, 90% of our goal.
And I know that Steven would want me
to donate the final million
dollars of his own personal money
to reach 100%.
So, consider it done.
Fill 'er up!
Excuse me, everyone.
I know that this is not my party,
and you are all having eco-friendly fun,
so I'll make this quick.
Some of you probably remember
the last time I was up here,
to announce that I was
taking some time for myself.
- Blake Time!
- Exactly.
And I am not gonna lie to you.
Blake Time was a good time.
But...
all good things must come to an end,
to make room for better things.
Indeed, you may have heard that
I have found a new passion.
I am the owner
of Atlanta's newest
professional soccer team.
But that is not the most
exciting thing on the horizon.
I'm expanding.
Because my fiancée Cristal and I
are expecting a new baby.
A new what?
I think he said a new baby.
So I would like to propose a toast
to me time
becoming we time...
...becoming three time.
Stay green, people.
This is going to be
an amazing adventure.
Hey.
I've been looking for you.
For someone who almost d*ed,
you really are up and about.
Well, I didn't almost die.
I was dead.
Which is why I'm still at half-speed.
But I'd like to think
that's better than most
people's full-speed.
Hey, have you seen Culhane?
No.
But, um,
I want to talk to you about that.
Look, I care about you, Fallon.
And if you're really
gonna marry this dude,
I need to make sure he told
you everything that went down.
Hey, I'm not happy about what happened,
but he explained it to me.
And it sounded like he
did what he had to do.
So he told you that he
kept working for Ada
even after he got the blackmail back?
That he chose to stay?
- Excuse me?
- I'm just trying to look out for you.
Maybe you need to talk to your fiancé.
What are you hiding out from down here?
Take your pick.
You were right.
Well, you're gonna have
to be more specific.
I'm right about a lot of things.
Culhane lied to me. Again.
And now I can forgive him
and save him by putting
my own life in jeopardy,
or I can do nothing
and let him pay for
what he did with Ada.
I'm just not sure
which fate he deserves.
You know exactly what he deserves.
You just don't want to
be the one to decide it.
I told you. Amazing, right? I mean,
just look at the coloring.
- It's unbelievable.
- Stunning.
And the colors really do pop,
don't they?
Oh, well, I wasn't talking
about the actual painting.
It's just this dog,
it looks just like the one
we got our grandchildren.
Oh, then you should bid on it.
I mean, I would,
but I already have so many
pieces by this artist.
Well, you know,
maybe if our grandkids did it.
But we're not really into
artwork that's done by children.
You know,
it's an interesting choice of colors.
I'm sure that made
your sad little night.
♪ Sometimes I feel I've got to ♪
Where have you been?
♪ Run away, I've got to ♪
I'm just still trying
to work things out.
♪ From the pain you drive
into the heart of me ♪
I thought I could have this dance?
Of course you can.
♪ The love we share
seems to go nowhere ♪
So, should I ask...
how things are going?
Or how you're doing?
♪ I toss and turn ♪
You know, if it's okay with you, I...
I don't really want to talk right now.
♪ This tainted love you've given ♪
I just want to be.
♪ I give you all a
boy could give you ♪
♪ Take my tears and
that's not nearly all ♪
♪ Tainted love ♪
♪ Tainted love... ♪
This is a bad idea, right?
Terrible.
Is there an honest man anywhere?
Fallon!
Fallon, wait. Fallon.
I can explain.
Don't you ever cheat on my brother.
Oh, wow.
What just happened?
Thanks for coming.
My painting's gone.
Do you know what that means?
Why do I get the feeling that
you're going to tell me anyway?
Well, it means someone bought it.
Shows what you know.
- Well, congratulations.
- Thank you.
Have you seen Fallon?
- Don't tell me you actually bought that thing.
- Well, it's for a good cause.
Besides, I thought it was
charitable to get this... thing
out of circulation.
So, have you...
heard any more about Steven?
No. Nothing.
Well, if you do get to talk to him,
just tell him that I...
...just tell him that
I hope he's doing okay.
I don't understand why you
were afraid to tell me.
With all that's been going on
with your other children...
...I was worried it wasn't a good
time to talk about a new one.
And now with the soccer team
and all these travel plans...
I don't know if you're aware of this,
but I happen to be a billionaire.
Which means wherever we go,
we can take our baby with us.
Are you sure?
Yeah.
I wasn't a very good father
the first time around.
I was busy with work and
trying to prove myself to...
well, everyone.
This is a chance for me to
do it again the right way.
You've given me a gift, Cristal.
Thank you.
_
_
_
It's taken care of.
What? I mean, how did...
You know what, never mind.
I'm just relieved.
- Y-You're sure?
- Yes.
Nico has plenty to say that
doesn't include Michael Culhane.
Okay. I know this has been rough,
but I'm glad you finally
realized the truth.
Nothing like this will
ever happen again.
I know it won't.
Because this is over.
The wedding is off.
You lied to me, Michael.
I know you kept working for Ada.
And I know you kept misleading me.
And I might be able to
forgive you someday,
but I'll never be able
to trust you again.
I just won't.
Fallon.
What's up, Mom?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, no.
Slow-slow down.
What-what are you talking about, robbed?
What happened?
Okay. A-Are you guys all right?
Okay, okay.
Just don't-don't do anything.
I'll be right there.
Are you feeling okay?
I'm feeling pretty good, actually.
I'm glad I went tonight.
You didn't make up
with Culhane, did you?
Not exactly.
But I think we're even,
and I'm gonna let it go.
I was dead, Monica. That changes you.
Everything looks a little different now.
Your perspective changes.
I don't know if it's gonna last,
but I know there's one more thing
I have to do while I feel this way.
And you're not gonna like it.
What is it?
Hand me my phone, will you?
Please leave a message after the tone.
Hey, Mom, it's Jeff.
- What are you doing?
- I don't know how many years it's been
since we've seen each
other or even talked.
I've had some stuff going on
that made me realize something.
I never had a chance to say bye to you.
But now I don't want to.
I want to start over.
So call me.
Please.
Look...
I know you feel changed or whatever.
But she hasn't.
All she's gonna do is come here,
let us down again,
and start a whole lot of trouble.
Better be good.
- Hello?
- Hey. It's me.
Steven. Hi there.
"Hi there"?
That's all you have to say to me?
Why are you even calling?
I should be talking
to your lawyers about who
gets what in the divorce.
Wait, wait, wait.
Sam, I'm so sorry.
You need to forget you
ever saw those papers.
- Just pretend they never even happened.
- What?
I don't want a divorce.
I never did. It...
it was the ayahuasca.
I-I have no idea why it
affected me like that,
but I got a little crazy
for a few days, and...
I'm back to normal now.
I'm-I'm so sorry.
Does this mean you're coming home now?
Soon, yeah. Yeah.
I just have a few more things
I need to take care of here.
Well, why don't I come visit you.
I know I didn't love Paraguay,
but I hate being apart even more.
Okay. I'll, uh, I'll call you
this weekend to make plans.
All right? I-I've got to run for now.
I love you, Sam.
Just... please remember that.
Okay. I love you, too.
- Hi.
- Oh. Hi. Sorry, I was, uh...
I was looking for...
Liam? He's still in the shower.
Oh. Okay, great.
I can give him a message if you want.
No. No, no, no. That's... that's okay.
I'll... I'll call him tomorrow.
Oh, we're actually leaving pretty early.
We're going on vacation.
Oh.
Well, you kids have fun.
We will.
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