05x13 - Do You Always Talk to Turtles

[bunniefuu]

- (HUMMING "ISLANDS IN THE STREAM")
- (SCOFFS)

It's a doctor's office, Fallon.

Okay? I feel like you can break your
"no sweatpants

outside of the bedroom"
rule just this once.

Some rules aren't meant to be broken,

and I canceled the appointment anyway.

You did? Why?

We don't need a sixth opinion.

I get it, I can't have a baby.

Well, we still haven't really
talked about other options.

Honestly, I don't know if I'm
ready for that conversation yet.

I was really excited to have
a baby and to be pregnant.

Everyone's always talking
about that magical glow.

Look, on the bright side,
you won't have to deal

with the morning sickness
or the swollen ankles,

or the gingivitis.

Well, gum disease aside,
I think I just need a little time

to come to terms with it all.

Yeah. There's no rush. Okay?

Take all the time you need.

- (PHONE CHIMES, BUZZES)
- Oh.

Speaking of time, I got to go.

- Maquillage de Molly & Marissa are coming in.
- Yeah.

- Yeah, they are.
- You know, the big makeup conglomerate.

We've already turned a bunch of
their smaller beauty brands green.

But now,
I am thinking they're finally ready

- to trust us with the entire account.
- Yeah.

I assume by "green"
you mean eco-friendly?

- 'Cause it's not really a great color for skin tone.
- Hello?

My mission statement, remember?

Just because I can't have an heir

doesn't mean I've given up on my legacy.

I am gonna save this planet, Liam,

one vegan lip gloss at a time.

Well, sounds like a long-term plan.

And whenever you're ready to talk,
I'll be right here.

I know. Thank you.

I'm so happy we can rely on each other.

- From one lover to another.
- Ooh!

I love the sound of Kenny
Rogers in the morning.

Oh, Liam,
"Islands in the Stream" is all Dolly.

And as much as I would love to stay here

and give you a musical education,

I've got to get to my : to : .

♪ ♪

(FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING)

Wow. You just can't get enough, can you?

As much as I would love to
stay for some morning delight,

I have to get to the hospital.
Problem is,

I need to get to my room
without being spotted.

I don't think Fallon
would care if she saw you.

I mean, she'd probably be happy

that we're...

What are we, actually?

We haven't had that conversation yet.
Are we dating?

(CHUCKLES) I feel like I'm again.

We like each other, right?

Seems like that to me.

Oh, you really are again,

or maybe it's just your hormones.

However,

I think we should spend
some time with each other

outside the bedroom before
we start labeling anything.

Oh, that sounds less fun.

And also maybe outside of the manor,

because I don't really want to bump into

my father or my brother or my sister.

I get it.

Let's do something tomorrow, then.

It's a date.

But, in the meantime,

as long as I'm stuck in here...

Oh, well, now who's again?

MICHAEL: Ooh.

Tell me my future, oh mystical one.

I could've sworn our future

involved some gym time,
where's your stuff?

Ooh, I'm gonna need a rain check.

I made some different
workout plans with Sasha,

if you catch my drift.

No, please explain it to me

and definitely wink again.

So, all is well in the land
of lovebirds, then?

It's great.

We are making some sweet music together.

In fact, I'm asking her
to move in tomorrow.

Isn't that a little soon?

I mean, do you even know her last name?

Favorite color? Preferred nut milk?

What adult has a favorite color?

Chartreuse.

Besides you.

And what better way to
get to know somebody

than to move in with them?

Well, she's just... right here.

- (CHUCKLES)
- Oh, my God. I love tarot.

- Oh.
- Read me.

Girl, with pleasure.

Concentrate on the cards.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

Oh.

MICHAEL: Queen of Wands.

- What does that mean?
- It's the best card.

It means I'm a natural-born leader

- and inspire others.
- Ah.

And are super self-aware.

- Oh, that is definitely you.
- (CHUCKLES)

- Shall we?
- Yes.

Ta-ta.

JEFF: Well, you've been MIA.

The NordicStar Airlines
submissions are due soon,

and while my publicist has been getting

the Dom-Mystique name out there,

I have been working to get
my portfolio just perfect.

That explains the, uh,
billboards all over town.

- Speaking of press...
- Mm?

I saw a blurb that
someone anonymously posted

a Plenexia drug formula online.

I can only assume
you've made some people

very unhappy with this whole escapade.

Yes, I may have received
a threatening voice mail

from Plenexia's CEO,

but it's nothing I can't handle.

All right? The important thing
is that justice was served.

Luna would be very proud of you.

But I am relieved

that this whole Robin
Hood business is finished,

so I can stop worrying about
you and we can both focus on me.

Who said anything was finished?

I-I'm just getting started.

There's so many others out
there who are just like Payne.

In fact, I've already
found my next target.

Michael Bradford.

The guy who owns the athletic
shoe company, SpringTime?

I have two pairs of his
leopard print high-tops.

What'd he do?

I'm keeping my shoes.

Colby Co. tried to buy

Bradford's music software
company a while ago.

Right before the deal closed,

I learned that his employee
turnover rate was sky-high.

He fired people indiscriminately,

and he'd call employees into
his shareholder meetings

just to humiliate them.

Okay, but what'd he do wrong now?

Uh, more of the same,
with the shoe company.

Only this time, he's not just
verbally abusing his employees,

he's cutting into their benefits.

He has a private jet,

his wife's hidden on payroll,
and falling sales.

How else could he afford all that?

I just need to prove it.

- Jeff, honey.
- Mm?

You do know that you are not

some invincible superhero, right?

These are powerful people
you're dealing with.

Yeah, okay,
but I'm on the right side, Mom.

Hey, Batman didn't have
any superpowers, either.

Right? Just a genius-level intellect

and some truly stellar tech.

Sound like anyone you know?

Hey! Oh, good, you're here.

Does Grand Marnier say
"Give us all your business"?

- Yes, but they're not coming.
- What?

- Why not?
- Molly & Marissa heard about the PPA opening

and realized it was Blake's airport.

They're threatening to pull
their current contracts.

What the hell does Morell
have to do with PPA?

That's Blake's non-eco-friendly company,

- not mine.
- He's your father.

And, plus, PPA used to be yours.

It looks bad.

Well, how do we make it look better?

I'm not sure.

Here's what we'll do.

You find a way

to get Morell to reduce
PPA's carbon emissions enough

so that the makeup ladies love us,

and I'll try to convince my dad

that his airport needs
to be eco-friendly.

Who wouldn't want to go green?

Clearly,
you don't know Blake Carrington.

Let's maybe save one of
those bottles for him.

- (INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT OVER P.A.)
- AMANDA: Hmm.

You're still here.

I work here. Where else would I be?

Well, I just thought you'd have moved

to your new office by now,

what with the demotion and everything.

Oh, since I'm here, I will take

that chief of staff parking
pass off your hands.

Demotion? Am I supposed to
know what you're talking about?

You think that the board is
gonna keep a chief of staff

who used the hospital to indulge

his illicit botanical experiments?

The vote to remove you is merely
just a formality at this point.

You know,
I-I did warn you not to mess with me.

Now you're just gonna
have to pay the price.

I mean, what,
you've lost your dream job,

your miracle ingredient,
and with any luck,

your medical license.

Oh, you're delusional if
you think I'm losing my job.

Or my parking pass.

I think you're just mad

because you've run out of people
to bully, bribe, or blackmail.

But you will have a considerably
smaller office to decorate.

(PATS DESK BRISKLY)

(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT OVER P.A.)

♪ ♪

(KEYPAD CLICKING)

Hey, uh, yeah, it's been a while.

I've been thinking
about you a lot lately.

♪ ♪

Is this the entire presentation?

'Cause it's doing nothing for me.

Glad to know that sense of
humor declines with age.

Okay. So, here's our problem.

One of Morell's clients is threatening

to void their contract

unless PPA reduces their
carbon emissions by %.

I think you said "our problem"

when you meant to say "my problem."

"My" meaning you, not me.

My problems are your
problems are our problems.

But, luckily, I have a solution
that works for everyone.

Morell doesn't only provide
clean energy these days.

We present a blueprint

to turn your whole company eco-friendly.

So, PPA

would hire Morell to come in

and green up your infrastructure.

Change all the lighting to LED,

switch to energy-saving escalators

and install a reclaimed
water delivery service.

This would not only

garner you amazing press,

but it would actually save
you money in the long run.

- This all sounds good.
- Mm-hmm.

Yeah, it's just a little too good.
What's the catch?

Well, you would just have to, uh,

delay your airport opening by two months

while we go in and start
to make these changes.

- And before you say no...
- Too late. No.

Wait, no.

I had three more slides
left and a Q and A session.

I've got a Q: have you lost your mind?

I just spend the last year

fighting land deals

and budget issues,

the Environmental Species
Protection Program.

And you want me to wait

while you screw in a
few fancy lightbulbs?

More than just a few.

And you wouldn't even have
PPA if it weren't for me.

We can't afford a delay, Fallon.

There are construction loans to repay

and the airport's
credibility to consider.

BLAKE: And also, I don't care

about some fake hippie
Birkenstock-wearing do-gooders

who want to green my airport
to up their street cred.

Just because you're content

watching the world go up in flames

doesn't mean everybody else is.

Okay, here's an idea.

If you can retrofit those changes

before the opening in hours...

at a steep family discount...

I don't see why the words
"luxury service"

and "green energy" can't coexist.

Two days? Now who's crazy?

You know what? This meeting's adjourned.

SHOW HOST (ON VIDEO):
So, what do you think of

our next contestant, Chad...

Sasha's hot-tempered
and totally reckless.

Okay, no spoilers.
I'm still on episode one.

Wh... I'm talking about your
model friend, Sasha. Real life.

Not Fun-Boy Island or whatever
it is you're watching.

Okay.

Start over. I need to recalibrate.

Sasha's got Culhane wrapped around

her perfectly manicured little finger.

I had a bad feeling the
second he told me about her,

and I ignored it.

But then I read her cards,

and I pulled the Queen of Wands.

I can't ignore it now.

My gut and the cards
can't both be wrong.

That was probably just
some bad kombucha.

Ever since you found
out Gaga has her own

personal tarot reader,
you've lost your mind.

Kirby, I'm perfectly sane.

We need to break them up.

You said it yourself,

she's a total bitch.

Well, I mean...

she does tend to backstab other models

when it comes to jobs,

and she was really
mean to hair and makeup

at our last sh**t.

Exactly.

You know who's mean to
people who work for them?

Mean people,
and you told me she dumped her boyfriend

right after he proposed at
the top of the Eiffel Tower

because she didn't like the ring.

Yeah, and then he got really depressed

and, like, moved to Iowa.

See? Do you think Culhane
will know the difference

between clarity versus color?

Or do you want him to move to Iowa, too?

I don't think moving to
Iowa is a requirement

if Sasha dumps you,

but maybe your cards are right.
I mean, they did say

- that romance would be in my future.
- Listen, we need to save him.

He's planning on asking
her to move in tomorrow,

right after he flies her to Nashville

to see the Clashing Flannels.

They're having lunch at La Mirage

before they leave in the afternoon.
We just have to

figure out a way to separate them.

Does it have to be tomorrow?

Yes. Why?

Do you have a date or something?

(SCOFFS) Hold on.

Did you say something
about romance earlier?

Uh... Yeah.

I just rewatched The Notebook.

That's one good-looking couple.

It's fine. Um, I'll be there tomorrow.

LAURA: Oh, yes, that's the spot.

Right there.

You know, you really don't need

any of this stuff.

Have you thought about modeling?

Alexam could use a face like yours.

Cool it, Casanova.

I don't hear from you for months,

and suddenly you show up
offering a free refresh?

Ooh. What do you really want?

Nothing crazy, just a little help

securing some Bokocho extract.

I know that Van Kirk
Industries has a shipping port

out of India.

Oh, is that all?

Just a little violation
of FDA regulations?

Don't let this
baby-smooth skin fool you.

- I wasn't born yesterday.
- Look.

You like my product,
and I love giving it to you.

- (SCOFFS)
- But I can't be

your confidential cosmetic clinician

without my secret ingredient.

A few extra crates won't hurt anyone.

No one will notice.

Well, what is some illegal importing

between old friends?

I can call my contact in Mumbai,

but you have to do
something for me in return.

I'm a little tired, but, uh...

desk or couch?

It's a charming offer,

but I've already
climbed the family tree.

The Van Kirks have an
upcoming board meeting

to decide who controls VKI,

and I need Liam's vote
to secure my position.

But he's not returning my calls.

Gosh, he's so dramatic.

All I said was that

maybe Fallon's coma was
a blessing in disguise.

How very glass-half-full of you.

I just need minutes alone with him,

and that's where you come in.

Obviously, I'd love to help,

but I'm not sure I'm the
right man for the job.

Liam doesn't exactly trust me.

Oh, that's too bad.

You know, now that I think about it,

maybe VKI isn't the right
shipping company for you.

KELLY: Great news.

The LED lighting can be rush delivered

in the next two weeks.

You're not smiling.

Unfortunately, Blake seems set

on k*lling both the planet and my deal.

Without a show of good
faith in emission reduction,

Molly & Marissa will
pull their contract.

Look, I have been
racking my brain all night,

but I just don't think it's
possible in this time frame.

We can always outsource.

The Dodson Initiative is
the world's largest producer

of renewable jet fuel.

Blake can reduce emissions by %

as soon as the paperwork is signed.

Clearly, you want this company to fail.

(SCOFFS) I thought this was a good idea.

It is if you're the VP of Dodson.

If they solve the problem,
we're just exposing

our lack of up-to-date tech.

It makes Morell look weak.

I don't think that's true.

The saying isn't
"If you want something done right,

you have to let others do it."

It has to be Morell.

Well, then, we're gonna need more time.

♪ ♪

_

♪ ♪

I know I have a youthful glow,
but I really am his mother.

- Jeff, have this man unhand me.
- You can ease up.

She's fine. Thank you.

- Redecorating?
- Ha! Something like that.

"I said you would pay.
Still want to play?"

I'm not in the mood for riddles.

That note was attached to
what's left of my painting.

I told you not to mess
with the shoe guy.

I haven't even started with
Michael Bradford and SpringTime.

This is from Richard Payne,
the CEO of Plenexia.

Well, did you call the police?

And what? Admit that I stole
his top secret intel first?

No. Besides,
I assume this makes us even.

Hey, hey, hey.

I knew retaliation was a possibility.

Okay? I'll be prepared

if Michael Bradford tries to strike.

- Wait, you're still going after SpringTime?
- Absolutely.

Why? Stealing a shoe design

is more important than your safety?

What I'm doing is way more important

than stealing his shoe design.

- I'm worried about you.
- Well, don't be.

I'm just looking out for the little guy.

I've purchased a considerable
amount of stock in SpringTime.

Their shareholder meeting is tomorrow,

and I'm going to be on that video call

to expose Michael Bradford
for who he really is.

It's time he had the
tables turned on him.

You said there was something
wrong with my mother?

Don't be alarmed.

(SIGHS) She was in a
serious car accident,

and she needs emergency surgery.

Yeah, um...

You know what? Let's...

let's save some time and money.

Skip the surgery and let her go.
Pull the plug.

Jack Liam Ridley Lowden,

I am your mother. How dare you?

(CHUCKLES): It's a miracle.

LAURA: I cannot believe

that I mean so little to you.

You have grown so cold.

Oh, come on. I knew this was
a setup from the beginning.

And even if I didn't,
next time that you're in an accident,

don't reapply fresh lipstick

before they put in an oxygen tube.

Oh, and maybe take off your heels.

(SCOFFS)

This is sad, even for you.

Well, what did you expect me to do?

You're not returning any of my calls.

I need your help.
I had to get your attention.

And you thought this was
the best way to do that?

Your Aunt Mora is trying to
replace me as president of VKI.

But if you and your
sister would join me,

we'd have the votes to shut her down.

Yeah, I-I think
I'm gonna sit this one out.

Would think of your future?

You may not like the Van Kirks,

but this is still your family business.

No, Mom, it's your business,

and VKI is not my future.

That's the only reason I showed up here,

to tell you that.

So now... I can go.

No.

(SIGHS)

So, I did what you asked
and I got him to come.

Uh, can we talk about my shipment now?

Well, there's nothing to talk
about until the VKI vote.

If I have no company, you have no deal.

For the record,

I think I've proven that
I'm far more valuable to you

when I'm alive.

Alive? What are you talking about?

Do you think I brought
you out here to k*ll you?

You seemed so upset about PPA,

and you did bring a large
bag for a trip to the woods.

The only thing getting
buried in this bag

is Blake's dream of opening
his airport tomorrow.

If the Environmental Species
Protection people find

any sign of an endangered
animal on these grounds,

all construction must stop.

The whole process could take months.

And it just so happens there's
an ESPP agent on the way.

But what if they don't find any animals?

Oh, they'll find at least one.

Meet the endangered gopher tortoise.

There are only left in the wild.

Well, at the moment.

Want to hold him?

(BOTH LAUGHING)

- (PHONE RINGS)
- (GROANS) It's Sam.

I got to take this.

One sec.

Yo, what's up?

SAM: Are you at the hotel?

You need to get to the club right now.

I'm kind of in the middle of something.

I wouldn't ask if I didn't have to.

Listen, two headliners
got booked tonight,

and they're both there
about to draw blood

over who goes on last.

Well, can't you go? Where's Javier?

I'm stuck in traffic,
and they'll only talk to an owner.

(SIGHS) It's funny how you remember

that we're equal partners when
it comes to things like this.

It's okay. Go.

I am so sorry.

I'll be right back.

Where's he off to in
the middle of your date?

Seems kind of rude.

- Work stuff.
- Typical.

I am glad to be out of that situation,

but I'm sure you'll get used to it.

Right. You dated.

Well, I like that he's
passionate about his job.

Yeah, I mean, I did too,
at first. (CHUCKLES)

But then I started to
feel like his mistress,

because he was married
to his soccer team.

(CHUCKLES) That's fine.

You know me, I'm not exactly into

being attached at the hip anyway.

I like to go out.

Right.

Though back when we were a couple,

I was a bit of a partier and
he was not into that at all.

I mean, he would get
so mad if I was out late

with my friends,
and late to him is : p.m.

(CHUCKLES) Serious grandpa vibes.

That doesn't sound like him.

Oh, maybe he's changed.

I just feel like you should
know what you're getting

yourself into.
You know, I owe it to you as a friend.

FALLON: Blake is playing with his watch.

He's clearly pissed.

Just wait until he sees our tortoise.

BLAKE: Well,
I don't know what you have been told,

but I we moved every turtle, egg, and...

God knows what else to a farm

to live out the rest of their slow,
boring lives.

First, they're tortoises, not turtles.

Second, I can assure you,
Mr. Carrington,

they're anything but boring.

I think what my husband is trying to say

is that all the tur...

...toises are safe and sound.

Far away.

What can we do to help
speed things along?

I need to take a look
around the property

for any tortal activity.

If what you're saying is true,

I'll be out of your "hare" soon enough.

Okay, it's showtime.

Here we go.

What? No.

No, no, no.
What is the stupid tortoise doing?

He's going the wrong way.

- Okay, give me your shoe.
- What?

Uh, they're limited edition.

Oh, my God. They're not even runway.

Come on. Give it to me.

Hurry.

- (SHOE LANDS)
- What was that?

Look wat we have there.

I guess you didn't get every one.

How can you really know
that this one's endangered?

Look at him. He looks so unworried.

Unfortunately for your airport,

his markings make it clear that he is.

I'm Eden.
We'll be seeing a lot of each other

for the next month or two.

We are supposed to be talking,
not snogging.

Well, technically
the date hasn't started yet.

Are we going camping or something?

No, I thought we'd go on a picnic.

I mean, that's what normal people do

who already don't live together, right?

Well, that depends
how you define normal.

Amanda? Is that you?
Would you come here, please?

Stay here, okay?

I'll get rid of him.

Hey. Um, sorry.

I'm actually in a bit of a rush.

I need to get to work,
you know how it is, the old, uh,

um, ball and chain. (CHUCKLES)

Yeah, you know, I do know how it is.

That's-that's why I
need your help with PPA.

Oh, wish I could,

but these malpractice suits,

they just won't defend themselves.

My airport is getting shut down

because of one stupid,
supposedly endangered turtle.

I wouldn't ask if it
wasn't an emergency.

Well, I just don't really know that much

about environmental law.

You're a Carrington, you're smarter than

anyone I have on payroll.

This airport means everything to me.

Sure, yeah. Uh...

We'll discuss it. I'll make some calls.

Great, everything's in my office.

(MOUTHING)

ADAM: I know you're
disappointed in Liam's reaction,

which is why I am here to offer you

ten percent of Alexam's profits

if you can work this shipping deal.

I don't need money.

Laura, darling,

what do I need to give
you to make this happen?

Just name it.

Why do I suddenly feel like I'm
making a deal with the devil?

Can you grant me immortality?

Well, everlasting youth
is my bread and butter.

How about I offer you

a standing appointment of
free injections for a year.

For the use of my ships and my contacts,

make it my own personal lifetime supply.

No, that's insane.

How about, uh, I offer you house calls?

- Personal service.
- Nope.

Everything upfront or nothing.

I'd like to say I trust you,
but you're a Carrington.

Lying is your dominant gene.

If I let you self-administer,

I'd be jeopardizing my medical license.

Not to mention I only have

fewer than ten left.

I need more extract.

I'll take everything you have on hand

and the rest when you're
back in production.

And I know how to handle injectables.

I've been getting maintenance
since before you were born.

- Fine, we have a deal.
- Ah.

If I can't have my son in my life,

at least I'll look
too young to have one.

It's not you Liam's mad at.

Fallon just found out
she can't carry a baby,

and they're taking it pretty hard.

He just needs some time.

AMANDA: You're screwed.

Oh, is that your official legal opinion?

Look, the ESPP has opened an
investigation of the property.

It could take up to weeks.

This will cr*pple us.

Our loans are due in half that time.

And you're also being charged
with reckless endangerment

for not handling the problem

before the construction started.

Then this is nonsense.

Cristal oversaw the transfer herself.

Everything was handled
safely and completely.

Everything except for one slow reptile.

Something doesn't feel right.

I've never seen so much
as a snake in that grass.

Hey, I didn't realize we
were having a family meeting.

What are we discussing?

The airport opening is off.

The plant-eating, tree-hugging

environmental protection
agent shut us down.

Some endangered species crap.

I'm sorry,
I was just about to tell you that

my team was ready with the LED lighting,

but we'll hold off until you're ready.

I don't want to stress
you out even more.

And I'll put a call into a judge,

see if I can get this expedited.

Just when you think you're safe,
a tornado hits.

Well, let's hope this is the last one.

Morell will make sure to stormproof.

You guys are family.
PPA is my first priority.

- That's kind of you, Fallon.
- God.

Who knew one little turtle
could cause such a stir?

Keep me posted on everything.

So, is it congrats or condolences?

After I handled the battle of the bands,

I spoke to the events team

to see how such a big mistake happened.

Marie said she warned you,

but you didn't listen.

She must've misunderstood me.

I said I wanted two rock
bands on back-to-back nights,

not two back-to-back
rock bands on one night.

And then I opened Snapchat,
and I saw that your Bitmoji was

at the manor when you were
supposedly in your car.

- Do people still use that app?
- Okay, that is enough.

- Agreed, let's have a drink.
- No.

I meant enough lying.

Kirby just happened to
be at the restaurant

during the time I was gone
and badmouthed me to Sasha.

I couldn't even ask
her to move in with me,

because, when I got back, she left.

Well, Kirby can be a real bitch.

I know Kirby did not do this alone, Sam.

Okay, fine.

I can be a bitch, too,
but only when it's needed.

The Queen of Wands isn't a great card.

It means she'll bring
chaos into your life.

I tried to think reasonably about this,

but look at what she did to her ex.

And remember all those things
Charlie said about her?

Plus, she almost ruined your movie

with a single Insta post.

That guy was a jerk,

the photo was a mistake,
and people change.

I'm trying to protect you.

- I'm being a good friend here.
- Really?

It doesn't feel like it.

So, go ahead and keep your UNO! cards

and your crystal ball away from us.

- (DOOR OPENS)
- Ah.

What took you so long?

CRISTAL: Didn't take me long at all.

Just a few minutes, actually.

It's a little late for
some stepmother bonding,

don't you think? Or are you
here to read me a bedtime story?

Yeah, ever hear of the
tortoise and the air... port?

I much prefer the one with
the seven little maids.

Speaking of which,
can you please ask Jeanette

to bring me my sleeping mask?

Ask her yourself.

I know what you did, Fallon.

You sabotaged the opening.

(LAUGHS) You sound crazy.

Or wait,
is this the impostor Cristal again?

You said "one little turtle,"

but no one in there said
a word about turtles.

Or how many there were.

Are you sure it wasn't
an impostor Fallon?

This is a limited-time offer.

Call the ESPP and tell
them this was a hoax,

or I will make sure that
Blake knows everything.

Morell won't be the only thing you lose.

I know how much his trust means to you.

Wow, looks like that lady boss
seminar really worked miracles.

Have I made myself clear?

Crystal.

This project has experienced
quite a bit of turbulence.

But from now on,

it'll be nothing but blue skies ahead.

- (CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)
- Now, if you indulge me,

just for a moment,
I need to thank my partner,

both in business and in life,

- my wife Cristal.
- (SCATTERED APPLAUSE)

She and my daughter
Amanda are the reason

we are celebrating today and
not three months from now.

(MURMURING)

I would also like to thank
the man who inspired me

to pursue this dream.

I only wish that he was here today

to witness its unveiling,

but I am sure that he is
watching from up above.

Welcome to the Joseph
Anders Memorial Airport.

(CHEERING)

Okay. I understand.

- Thank you.
- (PHONE BEEPS OFF)

Sorry if you felt left
out of the speech,

but I figured

Blake's gratitude for you fixing this

would be outweighed by his
anger for you causing this.

You're probably right.

You want to help me out?

Can you find me another
multi-million-dollar

makeup company that wants to go green?

Because Molly & Marissa are leaving.

I wish I could,

but I'm sure you'll
figure something out.

You always do.

JEFF: What are you doing?

The shareholder meeting's
just about to start.

Oh, I'm aware. What are you doing?

Taking down a villain
and serving justice.

At least I was about to
before you stopped me.

Enough with the comic book talk.

Have you thought about what
will happen to SpringTime

if you get on that call
and expose their CEO?

What if the scandal

you're about to cause
shuts down the company?

Well, I suppose that's the price

Michael Bradford will have to pay.

If he's as sleazy a CEO

as you say,
it's a price he could afford.

But what about everyone else?

people

could lose their
benefits and their jobs.

They're working for a monster.

Okay? I'm saving them.

I know your intentions are good,

but this isn't the way
to make a difference.

Destroying the villain doesn't
always make you the hero.

So what am I supposed to do?
Just let him get away with this?

I think you can do more good
by helping than harming.

The Jeff I know

is a builder, an inventor.

Let me put it in terms
you'll understand.

This is a job for Bruce Wayne,

not Batman.

I know we're technically
out of the bedroom,

but this isn't exactly
the date I had in mind.

Oh, you're hard to please.

Champagne, charcuterie,

fancy dresses.

What more could a girl want?

I don't know, about fewer people?

You know,
you'd think for a private airport

they'd have a little bit more privacy.

I have an idea. Come with me.

(CHUCKLES)

It's a duet.

Aren't they equally important?
Isn't that the point of a duet?

Dolly Parton has her own theme park.

Kenny Rogers has a few
chicken restaurants.

Well, he's actually not alive anymore,
but I get your point.

What? Kenny Rogers is dead?

- (GROANS)
- Oh, don't be so dramatic.

I'm just finding out about this.
When did this happen?

No, that wasn't about Kenny.

It was about my mother being here.

LVK's here?

Don't let Cristal see.

I just hope she doesn't see me.

I-I can't sit through another lecture

on how I'm not thinking
about the family business.

I take it she doesn't know about
your adventures in baby-making?

No, and I'd like to keep it that way,
so lower your voice.

I mean, she is your mother.

Maybe she's just looking out for you?

Yeah. I know, I heard it.

You know, she claims
it's about what's best for me,

as long as it's really
what's best for her.

It's all about what she wants
for her own personal agenda.

- Hmm.
- See if you can come up with a list

of companies who are
dying to go eco-friendly.

Okay? And, Kelly,
make sure they have deep pockets.

- Thank you.
- (PHONE BEEPS OFF)

Great.

- It's the mother-in-law.
- So, I see

that two weeks of "beauty rest"

didn't do much good.

I think you called it a coma?

What are you doing here, Laura?

You know what I love about you, Fallon?

My father and my brother?

It's that you're always
proving me right.

I knew you were useless.

But you can't even get pregnant now?

- Excuse me?
- Don't worry, dear.

It's probably best you
don't have children.

You haven't got the maternal instinct.

You wouldn't know maternal instinct

if it bit you in the ass.

You're denying your husband a family.

And, meanwhile,
I've got a list of Georgia debs

just ready and anxious
to get the job done.

If you really loved Liam,
you'd just step aside.

Give it up, you old gank.

Your attempts to break us up are

as futile as your
attempt to look younger.

Well, I don't have to
attempt anything this time,

'cause you did all the work for me,

you barren bitch.

(BOTH GRUNT)

(GASPS) You...

(PEOPLE MURMURING)

Don't you dare touch my wife.

(GASPING)

You're taking her side?

The woman that just violently
accosted your mother?

Liam, she is unhinged!

No! She's just had enough of your crap.

And so have I.

Giving birth doesn't make
someone a mother, Laura.

You're living proof of that.

I am done.

I am calling my lawyer in the morning,

and I'm having him cut you
out of my will and my life.

You know what?
Why not today? Need a ride?

I don't want to see either of you

ever again.

Can we get that in writing?

I'm so sorry, Fallon,

that you're such a failure.

You always have been.

(CHUCKLES): And you always will be.

Why did we just do that?
We're supposed to be

learning about each other,
not joining the...

- not-exactly-a-mile-high club.
- (CHUCKLES)

Well, I did learn what you
sound like at full volume.

- (CHUCKLES)
- Okay. Enough of that.

Let's get down to business, okay?

Oat or almond milk?

- Oat.
- Mm.

BLAKE: Welcome aboard, Dan.

DAN: My pleasure, Blake.

- Oh, my God.
- BLAKE: I'm thrilled to take you

on the inaugural flight
out of the new airport.

- DAN: Can't wait.
- BLAKE: Come on up to the cockpit.

(ENGINE WHIRRING)

(WHISPERS): Now what?

Now we have plenty of time

to get to know each other, right?

(CHUCKLES)

I need to say I'm sorry times,
like, , .

I do stand by the fact
that I was trying to protect you.

I'm sure you do.

But that was only, like,
ten percent of it.

So, was the other %
just that you hated Sasha?

No. It had nothing to do with her.

I was just panicking that our
friendship was slipping away.

I mean, you spend
all your free time with Sasha,

and all we talk about is work.

I just feel like

we're business partners and that's it.

- That is not true.
- Well, that's how it feels.

You went from your movie
with Liam right to Sasha.

I don't know,
I guess I just miss the old times.

You know, like, charity tennis

and designing the new club.

- Electrocuting contractors.
- Okay.

I promise no more missed gym days.

And it's okay if there are.

Maybe you can even bring Sasha,

and we can make it like a fitness class.

Actually, I'd rather not,

considering that Ms. Sasha dumped me.

No. No, no, no, no, no.
This is totally my fault.

I'll call her right
now and I'll explain.

What's her number?

This had nothing to do
with you or Kirby.

I guess I missed the memo

that we were seeing other people,

which is a problem
when you want someone to move in.

Well, that's her loss and your gain.

Because Mrs. Culhane
is out there somewhere,

and you'll meet her when
you least expect it.

Good,
'cause I am no longer expecting it.

So, should we hit the gym now?

(SCOFFS) Actually,
I'd rather hit the tequila.

Would you like to join?

I think I can help with that.

FALLON: So, I made a call

to the head of the Dodson Initiative,

and PPA's green problem

is now taken care of.

With the cost covered % by Morell.

PPA never had a green problem. You did.

You know that this is
what's best for your company

in the long run.

I just sped up your timetable.

And you know this is best
for both of our companies.

I assume the beauty
brand is back with you?

If this always could've
solved everything,

why did you need to bother
with the turtle games?

I just couldn't be a
failure twice in one week.

Twice?

When we found out that
I can't have a baby...

...I just felt like
my body had failed me.

And I felt that

maybe I had failed Liam, too.

But you know that's not true.

Yeah, logically, yes, but...

emotionally...

I just...

I always thought that I would
be able to carry my own baby.

You know,
that I would be able to have that bond

and that connection.

Unfortunately,

I know exactly how you feel.

What happened to each of us isn't fair.

Life isn't fair,

but you are definitely not a failure.

Do you still wish that
you would've had a baby?

I try not to think about
what I can't have anymore.

And I found a different
kind of fulfillment.

So will you.

You're allowed to ask
for help if you need it.

You don't have to do this alone.

Thank you, Cristal.

And Morell doesn't need
to cover PPA's cost.

I admire your drive to leave
this world a better place.

So, you'll cover it, then?

Well, %.

I still have to deal with your father.

(CHUCKLES)

What are we celebrating?

The fact that you were right.

Humiliation was not the way

to take Michael Bradford down.

So, what did you do?

I got him the easy way.

I bought a lot more stock,

enough to control the company,
and then I fired his ass.

And you're okay with letting
him get away with his crimes?

Oh, no.
I'm sending my findings to the IRS.

Michael will not be running
another company any time soon,

and he can kiss that
private jet goodbye.

And probably his wife, too.

I'm proud of you.

It's easy to get lost in revenge.

Hmm.

Maybe Dom-Mystique can do a
shoe collab in the future.

Let's put a pin in that for now.

Look, I have been trying to fill a void,

and I realized

what I've really been missing is me.

I spent years working on Colby Co.,

and then I just let it crumble

with a little help from neurotoxicity.

You're young.

Life is a marathon, not a sprint.

Exactly.

And now, I finally know
which direction I'm running.

It is time to rebuild myself,
my company and my legacy.

- Cheers.
- (DOOR CLOSES)

I am so sorry for what my mother said.

She deserved a lot more
than a slap in the face.

Well, she'll get
what she's owed eventually.

And as much as I love you
for checking in on me,

sometimes I forget to
see how you're doing.

Oh, Fallon, I'm fine.

Okay? I just want to be here for you.

And I appreciate that,

but I'm not the only
one going through this.

We're a team.

Look, it does hurt,

you know, to imagine not
starting a family with you.

Well, that's what I wanted
to talk to you about.

How do you feel...

about surrogacy?

I just want to have a baby with you.

Okay?
I don't care how he or she gets here.

You're okay with this?

Yeah.

I mean, our lives
have never gone as planned.

We got married in my high school theater

where a guy held me at knifepoint

and accused me of k*lling his sister,

so I feel like surrogacy
will be a piece of cake.

Yeah, we never did get our
wedding pictures, did we?

It's weird.

Growing up as a Carrington,
asked for help was always seen

as a sign of weakness,

and then later used against you.

And I really want to break that cycle.

So, we're doing this?

- We're having a baby?
- We're having a baby.

♪ ♪

ADAM: I've waited all day.

I held up my end of the deal.

I am a woman of my word.

That email is drafted,
and I just need to hit "send."

But, in the meantime,

why don't we

make ourselves a little
more comfortable.

Uh... No, I-I'd prefer
to celebrate after.

Oh, we will.

Before...

(EXHALES)

- ...and after.
- Wait, wait, how many of those injections

did you give yourself?
D-Do you know what they can do?

Don't worry.

I am very in tune

with what my body's capable of handling.

Wh-Whoa!

Apparently your body
is not used to walking.

(SIGHS) All right.

(STRAINING): Up we go.

This is exactly why I wanted
you to send that email first!

(CHIMES)

(PHONE CHIMING)

Oh, come on.

Unlock.

Yep. Yes.

(MESSAGE SENDS)

♪ ♪

I couldn't have done this without you.

♪ ♪