06x01 - The Aftermath

[bunniefuu]

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

m*rder*r!

Why did you k*ll
all those innocent people?

- Why?
- Shut up, old man.

Move on and be quiet.

No, my wife and my family
are in there.

I've got to get in
then I've got to get them out.

- No, don't you hear me? Let me go.
YURl: Carrington.

You are not a guest
in this country anymore.

You are a prisoner of this revolution.

Blake.

Oh!

- Honey, are you all right?
- I guess so.

- You murdering bast--
- Don't.

You are a smart woman,
Mrs. Carrington.

You are alive.

Be grateful for that.

We need a doctor.
Somebody get a doctor.

Take your friend
and go with the others.

He's hurt. He could bleed to death.

He will be attended to. In time.

Do as my son says. Get a doctor.

Carrington, must I remind you
that you have no authority here.

Take him away.

- I'm going with him.
YURl: He stays here.

Luke. Luke.

Where is she?

The woman with the camera.
Where is she?

- Lady Ashley?
- Yes.

She has been removed, Mr. Colby.

What do you mean, "removed"?

She shouldn't have been
taking pictures.

She's dead, Colby.
Her body has already been removed.

[SHOUTlNG]

Yuri.

You traitor.

What have you done to us?

To Moldavia?

I wiped your nose as a child.

I protected you as an adult.

Only, you never grew up.

Boy prince. Boy bridegroom.

Call this my wedding gift to you
and your lovely wife, Michael.

Now stand there.

- Father.
- Get away from him.

Sergeant, I command you
to arrest these men

and get a doctor for the king.

You no longer give orders.
You are finished here.

Leave him.
Leave my husband alone.

Agh!

Where's Alexis?
Where the hell is my wife?

Your wife, Mr. Dexter,
has been taken away.

We might have k*lled all of you

but we are compassionate,

so you will live.

In exactly four hours time,

a plane will be leaving
for the United States

and you will all be on it.

Take them inside.

Thugs. Gangsters.

Yes, sir.

- Hold on. Yes?
- Most of the country is under siege.

We should have good news at the
northern sector in less than an hour.

Excellent. Remember, curfew begins
at in the capital tonight.

We've got the northern sector.

- God, it hurts so much.
- Get her something for the pain.

Hang on.

Our people need medical attention.
Where the devil are those doctors--?

The doctors will arrive shortly,
Carrington.

Meanwhile, don't do anything that might
prevent you from getting on that plane.

Or prevent your beautiful wife
from accompanying you.

One of your men touches my wife,
I'll k*ll him.

- I warn you about that.
- Just get away from here.

- I'm just concerned about you.
- Darling, I just wanna go home.

Pack.

Now.

How dare you order my wife
to do anything.

Now listen to me, all of you.

Until my father is able to take
command again, I am in charge.

And I want you to contact
Minister Warnick for me,

help us gather
our loyal troops together,

and put an end to this rebellion.

The penalty will be severe
if you do not obey me.

Is this understood?

Pack.

[PHONE RlNGS]

Yes? Who is this?

Lieutenant Bezich.
Are you ready to leave?

I wish to speak
with the minister of the interior.

I--

Never mind, he's here.

Warnick, how do we stop
these beasts?

You have to help me.

Michael, you will indeed
be in need of help,

just as soon as you realise
that your reign is over.

Oh, you're not with them, Warnick.

Not after everyhing my father
has done for you and your family.

My loyalty is to Moldavia.

This is the new Moldavia.

So now you have a choice.

Get on the plane and leave the country
with your bride and the others...

Or?

Or you will both be ex*cuted.

Krystle.

Dex.

Have you heard anything
about Alexis?

No, I haven't.

Where is she?
Where have they taken her?

- Yes?
- Go with these men now.

Like hell she will.

Don't interfere, Dexter.

The minister of the interior wishes
to speak to Mrs. Carrington.

- Then tell the man if he wants to talk--
- I'll go. Let me see what he wants.

WARNlCK:
Ah, Mrs. Carrington, do come in.

- What do you want?
- Sit down, please.

Why did you send for me?

As you know there is a business deal
between Colbyco and the former king,

involving the transfer of funds.

Colbyco is Mrs. Dexter's company.
What has that got to do with me?

We're unable to discuss certain details
with the lady.

She is, uh, let's say,
beyond talking at the moment.

Beyond talking?

Therefore, we would like to substitute
Denver-Carrington

for Colbyco in the deal.

Denver-Carrington
is my husband's company.

We know that.

Well, then talk to him about it.
What do you want from me?

As we understand it, your husband
worships you and respects you.

We would appreciate it very much
if you would sign this note,

which we would then deliver to him.

"Blake, darling,
do whatever they ask you to, please."

I'm not signing this.

I'd suggest that you do, madam.
I suggest it very strongly.

I won't.

Well, in that case,
I'm going to have to detain you.

You're holding me as hostage,
is that it?

Detain.

My husband will never let
you get away with this.

Your husband, Mrs. Carrington,
had friends in influential places,

as did Mrs. Dexter,

but right now, the king, their friend,
is in no position to help anyone.

What do you mean, "no position"?

He's dying.

Steven.

I was dreaming, Steven.

What about?

When I was a kid.

Connecticut.

I was on the beach one day,

and this...

This boy walked up to me.

He smiled at me.

I asked him what his name was.

And he said, "Steven."

It was you.

How about that?

Us, as kids.

It was as if we'd known each other
our whole lives.

In a way we have, Luke.

And we'll be together
for the rest of our lives.

We'll go back to Denver
and we'll live together.

You and me and Danny.
I've already talked to Danny about it.

Steven.

[GROANlNG]

I'm gonna die, Steven.

I don't want to hear that,
you understand?

I know it.

You know it.

So let me just say
what I'm gonna say.

Try not to forget me,

what we had,

too soon.

I'll never forget you.

Never.

Tell me you believe me.

I believe it.

Steven.

Could you get me a blanket?

I'm cold.

There.

Is that better?

Luke?

Luke?

Luke?

Luke.

Luke.

I'm sorry, Steven.

I wanna be alone with him.

I'll be nearby if you need me.

Be warm.

And sleep.

I love you, Luke.

I love you.

[CRYlNG]

- Here, let me do that.
- Oh, thank you.

What's going on out there?

I spoke to Father.

Luke is dead.

Poor Luke.

The other outsider.

- You're not an outsider.
- Of course I am.

I only came here to prove
that I belong in this family.

- You do belong.
- As what?

The ex- Mrs. Steven Carrington?

- Luke belongs here more than I do.
- As the future Mrs. Adam Carrington.

I want you to marry me the minute we
get back to Denver. Tell me you will.

Oh, Adam, how can you talk
about marriage at a time like this?

This is exactly the time
to talk about it, Claudia.

Claudia, you and l
could have been k*lled today.

Life is so tenuous.

We've gotta grab every moment
while we can.

I don't know.

- I don't know.
- What don't you know?

Your father.

You know how he feels.
He'll hate the idea.

I know how I feel about us.

And to hell with Blake Carrington.

I can understand your pain, son.

Pain does pass.

Even if it does it very slowly.

We just have to remember
the better times,

the beautiful days and hours
we spent with the people we loved.

Dad.

I know that you never approved
of my relationship with Luke, not really,

despite your half-hearted acceptance
of invitations to dinner,

so while I appreciate
what you're trying to do...

Steven, I run a vast company.
I give a lot of orders,

and this is hard for me to say.

I was wrong.

I thought you'd be happier
living by my values.

It was wrong of me.

I can see now that your own values

work as well for you
as mine do for me.

Son, I love you.
I'd lay down my life for you.

It hurts me to see you in such pain.

If there's anything at all
that I can do...

Thank you.

Krystle?

She's not here, Dex.
I've been waiting for her too.

Have you found Mommy yet?

No. Nobody will tell me
where she is or why.

But by God, I'm going to find out.

Dex, here, take these.

- What for?
- They might help.

Amanda, these were part of
a wedding present from your husband.

And Alexis is my mother.

Dex, take them, please.

You may need them.

And I think with these people,
you will.

Well, thank you, Amanda.

But I know these revolutionaries,
they can't be bribed.

At least not for the next year or so.

And now if the very lovely lady
is ready to talk?

I have nothing to say to you.

Ah, but I want to talk to you about
your husband again, Mrs. Carrington.

And what you must say to him.

My husband will deal
only with your king.

He is dead, Mrs. Carrington.

What?

The king is dead.

Oh, no.

He was pronounced dead
minutes ago. May he rest in peace.

"Rest in peace"?

You hypocrite. You k*lled him.

I have nothing to say to you.

Mrs. Carrington,

I am sorry you insist on viewing
the matter in these terms,

but I cannot permit you
to go anywhere.

Not just yet.

You see, there's still the matter of your
husband having to make a deal with us.

So shall we continue talking?

AMANDA:
Oh, Daddy.

- What do they want from us now?
- I don't know, darling.

- Have either one of you seen Krystle?
- No.

May I have your attention.
I have news of some importance.

Galen, former king of Moldavia,
is dead.

Long live the new Moldavia.

Yuri.

My father is dead
and that makes me your sovereign.

And as such, I order you to call off
this misguided rebellion,

to come to your senses--

And to restore the monarchy,

with you, our philandering
crown prince, on the throne?

- Your king now.
- King?

[LAUGHlNG]

Do you hear him?
Listen to the young fool.

Don't laugh at me,
you ungrateful slime.

Not if you want to live.

And who will see to it that I die?

You, young fool?

Michael, your father is gone.
I know how distraught you are.

I know how you feel about them.

But please don't lose sight of the fact
you may be endangering other people,

innocent people's lives.

I--

I really would appreciate
your staying out of this.

It's not your business.

My family's safety is my business.

I have family too.

And I'm not going anywhere until
I see my father is given a proper burial.

You will go with the others
when you are told to.

And if I stay?

There will be two funerals
in Moldavia.

I don't like
this particular shade on me.

Especially not at a.m.
in the morning.

Really? Well, it so happens
it's almost the right shade for my plan.

It sure beats what you've been using
ever since I met you. Day or night.

Now you just said
that word again, "plan."

Now I want to know exactly
what that plan is.

And no hedging around, all right?

All right.

You know my daddy d*ed recently.

He was a millionaire
and he left me a lot of money.

A lot.

Except that when the lawyer
read the will,

it was pretty clear that someone else
was controlling the money.

My aunt, one Krystle Carrington.

- The one in Denver?
- It's not her money.

My father put her
in charge of it, though.

She'll use it like a w*apon
and make me do what she wants.

But I want is to get the will changed
or have the money transferred to me.

Otherwise, I could be
before I see a quarter.

- What's this all about?
- You.

You're terrifically important in this
because--

See, you look so much like her.
I mean, it's uncanny sometimes.

So, what I think you could do is
go to Denver and play her for awhile.

- What's the matter?
- Wha--? Ugh.

God, girl, what you're talking about
is illegal, isn't it?

Rita,

is it illegal for Krystle Carrington
to be in charge of my money

when she has so much of her own?

If my daddy wanted her to have it,
he should have left it to her.

Her maiden name was Grant
but she's forgotten her family.

My mother was her sister
but she chooses to forget that.

I can't pull it off.

I thought you were an actress.

I am.

Then what's wrong?

Look, I'm only going after
what's mine.

You are an actress.

Except you're not getting many parts,
are you?

And how can you?

An actress has to have nice clothes
for interviews,

to get a decent agent.

Well, you may have the talent, Rita,
but you don't have the package.

And that's what I'm offering you.

This is a job. It'll pay you well.

It'll be quick and easy
and no one will get hurt.

All right, you can count me in.

So, what's the rest of the plan?

The Carringtons.
They took my baby away from me.

They've got it all
and left me with nothing.

They treat me like dirt.

I'm gonna pay them all back.

You especially.

Jeff.

There is nothing of Ashley's left.

Where is everyhing?

I volunteered to pack all of her things.
Her clothes, her jewellery.

Even those silly little silver earrings
that she loved so much.

It was very difficult
to put them away.

- You packed her things?
- Yes.

See, they're very efficient
around here. Uh--

They've even telephoned
Lord Mitchell's family in London

and they've arranged
to have her body shipped there.

She'll be buried beside him.

Ashley gone. I just can't believe it.

I know. It's so damned hard and unfair.
It's hard.

We were gonna get married,
she was gonna be my wife.

It seems everyhing I touch
disintegrates.

Everyone I love suddenly disappears.

She was gonna be my wife.

Jeff.

There wasn't going to be a marriage.

Ashley told me

that she was going to leave today,

right after Amanda's wedding.

She said that she would explain
everyhing to you in a letter.

Now she must have written this
last night.

I found it among her things.

[SlGHS]

JEFF: "And so it's goodbye, Jeff.
We had something real and genuine.

But I don't have the courage
to wait to see

if you would love me ten years
from now.

Because as I grow older, you'll think
more and more of your Fallon,

forever young, forever beautiful.

I can't share you like that.

It may sound funny coming from
a sophisticated woman,

but I want one man for me alone
through all eternity. "

You'll have that now, Ashley.

SOLDlER:
You're not to enter!

DEX: Get out of my way.
SOLDlER: I tried to stop him.

WARNlCK:
It's all right, corporal.

Well, what is it?

Where's my wife?

Oh? Hasn't Mrs. Dexter returned
to your suite yet?

No, she hasn't.

Oh, well, being the businesswoman
that she is,

she probably had affairs to attend to
before leaving.

That still doesn't tell me
where she is.

Obviously,
somewhere in the palace.

I want a better answer than that.

You will meet up with her
on the plane, Dexter.

And Mrs. Carrington?

Will she be on the plane too?

This conversation is terminated.

Get him out of here.

Mrs. Carrington.

I am very sorry we had to change
your accommodations,

but, because of your stubbornness,
you brought it on yourself.

I hope you know that.

You can't keep me a prisoner here.

Oh, but we can.

You will realise that when everyone
has boarded the plane and gone,

Ieaving only you behind.

You don't mean that. You can't.

I can do with you what I will,
Mrs. Carrington.

Get your hands off of me.

Did you hear me?
Get your hands off me.

Quiet, Carrington,
and move with the others.

Oh, Blake, thank God you're safe.

We've been so worried
about the rest.

The rest?

Where's Krystle?

- Where's my wife?
- I can't answer that.

Well, you're going to answer that.

What have you done with her?

- Where is she?
- She's not here, Father.

They said she's been transported
in another van.

Where's my wife?

See to it
that our powerful American tycoon

gives us no trouble.

Daddy.

Daddy, if Krystle's missing,
and Mommy and Dex and Dominique,

maybe they're all together.

Yes. Maybe.

JEFF: "As I grow older, you'll think
more and more of your Fallon,

forever young, forever beautiful. "

There's a part of me
that's never going to stop loving you.

- Jeff.
- Ever.

You're the first girl I ever loved.
You know that.

Yes, I know that.

Are there mountains there,
real mountains?

Sure are. The Rockies.
About as "mountain" as you can get.

- And skiing?
- And sun most of the time too.

It's a beautiful place, miss.

I'd like a ticket, then.

Okay, Taos. Round trip.

- That will be--
- No. One way.

You're really tired of L.A., aren't you?

I just have to move on.

Colby.

Miles Colby.

FALLON: Colby. Colby. Colby.
- Miss?

Miss.

My, you're a handsome fellow,
aren't you?

Very handsome.

Hello.

He looks pleased
by the compliment.

Well, he should be, considering
the pretty lady who gave it.

Thank you.

You are very, very pretty.

And you're not alone, of course.

- I am, alone.
- Oh.

May I ask your name?

Randall Adams.

Miles. Miles Colby.

I know.
I saw your picture in the newspaper.

- Colby.
- That's right.

If you don't like it, I'll change it.

Do you and I know one another?

What makes you think so?

I'm not sure.
There's something about--

About my totally irresistible charm?

I just don't understand
what drew me here today.

What are you trying to say, exactly?

It's a very long story but--

But?

I don't know where to begin.

You know something? I think it's time
we got to know each other better,

a whole lot better.

How about dinner? Tonight?

Yes. All right. I'd like that.

And then I'll be able
to get to understand this--

What's the word?
This elusive quality about you.

You are marvellously secretive.

I just wish I knew
what that secret was.

Ah!

Miss Deveraux.

I want to go.

I want to be with my family
on that plane.

I want to get out of here.

Will you have a glass of champagne
with me?

I don't drink with assassins.

I could have you sh*t for that remark,
Miss Deveraux.

Of course, in your case, the b*ll*ts
would be made of velvet. Heh.

Exactly what do you want with me,
Mr. Warnick?

Let's call it, desire.

I'm a lonely man right now,

and I desire to share our victory
with someone.

Preferably, a beautiful woman
like you.

So...

...I have a request to make.

That being?

I would like you to remain in Moldavia
a little while longer.

I've been an admirer of yours

since the first time
I heard you sing in Rome.

A performer of your stature
in our country

would surely enhance
our new position.

So you would like me to remain
and, um, entertain.

As for living accommodations,

we shall begin appropriating
royal lands immediately.

So you can have King Galen's
country estate.

It's a magnificent place.

We will be quite happy there.

"We"?

I shall be visiting from time to time.

To make sure that I'm comfortable.

- You've seen the estate.
- Yes, I have.

And?

Oh, you're right.
It's absolutely magnificent.

It seems, uh, as if my offer
does please you.

Mr. Warnick,
I find your offer absolutely loathsome.

As a matter of fact,
I find it disgusting.

Are you gonna let me go,
you butchers?

Now, I wanna find my wife.
Are you gonna let me go?

- I thought they would never release us.
- Dominique, have you seen Krystle?

Isn't she here? Oh, my God,
I don't know where she is.

And Alexis. Where's Alexis?

- lsn't Mommy with you?
- No.

Blake, could she be in on the coup?
Is that why?

Are you out of your mind?

I thought she'd be here.
I thought they'd both be here.

When they took Krystle,

- I knew something was wrong.
- They took Krystle?

They took her.
Where did they take her?

To talk to Warnick.

They just said
that he wanted to question her.

Warnick. What the hell
would he want with Krystle?

Yeah, and with Alexis. Damn it, Blake,
I don't know. I don't know.

- We're gonna go get them.
- Well, forget that. I'll handle this.

No, these people know about you.
They know your reputation.

Know that you're an expert
on rescue work.

You are dangerous to them.

- They don't know how dangerous.
- They don't expect it from me.

Now, I'm gonna take this on myself,
my way.

If you wanna come with me, all right.

But I am not gonna leave here
without Krystle and my family.

I don't want that.

A very lovely-looking woman
must eat.

Here, maybe a taste of chocolate
will please you, huh?

Wait.

What would please me
is a kindness from you.

Take me to see my husband,
please?

I do not know where he is.

He's somewhere in the palace.

I just want to see him, to talk to him.
Is that so much to ask?

It cannot be done.

Not even
for a very lovely-looking woman.

Wait.

Take this. Sell it.
Buy anything you want.

Someone is coming. Wait here.

[GROANlNG]

Galen?

[SHOUTS]

- He's alive.
- Dead.

- The king is dead, Mrs. Carrington.
- Well, that's not true.

You know what to do with her.

What are you saying? He's alive.

SOLDlER :
This rich American is pretty.

SOLDlER :
She won't be for long.

[SOLDlER LAUGHlNG]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Blake.

Help me. Please, help me.