Previously on Dynasty...
You'll recall agreeing to do an article
for Contemporary Metropolitan Post.
I think I have everything I need.
Keep an eye out for the article. It's gonna be a doozy.
The pre-site approval request denied.
- I can't build my stadium. - Let me handle it.
I tried to buy his land for our stadium.
I sold the land to DiFiore Exports.
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We're very alike, you and me.
We really are siblings. Two of a kind.
Steven told me that he saw Hank's positive DNA results,
which couldn't have been real.
Not only were Hank's results not matched,
but they were signed for by you.
Burn it. It'll be our little secret.
(SCREAMING)
(MONITOR BEEPING)
WOMAN (OVER P.A.): Satellite pharmacy to 324.
- Satellite pharmacy... - Oh, you're awake.
(GROANING SOFTLY)
Now, you're in a delicate state, Mother.
So just relax and listen.
Now, I am sorry about what happened last night.
I lost my temper.
You have to understand how hurtful it was
to know that you were gonna turn away your own son
just to protect yourself.
(PAINED MOAN)
You're supposed to put your children first.
- That's why I'm here. - (MONITOR BEEPING RAPIDLY)
To teach you how to be a better mother.
Can you imagine what the rest of the family would think
if they found out you were the one
that switched Hank's DNA results?
Don't worry, I'll keep your secret if you keep mine.
FALLON: Oh, my God.
Is she okay?
How did this happen?
Well, from what I can gather,
she had a few too many to drink last night
and tripped into the fireplace.
- Oh, well... - Oh.
I'm just glad I found her when I did.
Mrs. Carrington was actually quite lucky.
She does have some minor throat and lung tissue damage
from the heat and smoke inhalation,
but I'm confident we can fix the facial trauma with skin grafts,
thanks to Adam's expert first aid response.
Well, we are so lucky we have a doctor in the family.
Uh, I think the word you're looking for is "veterinarian,"
but yeah, sure, good job.
You know, I can't help but feel responsible.
I-I know my arrival here hasn't been easy on anyone, and
if that was the reason she was drinking...
Oh, no, you can't blame yourself.
No. If anyone, we should blame the person
who rebuilt the loft with a fireplace.
I mean, have you learned nothing?
Hi, Mommy.
(GROANING)
Yeah, we should let her get some rest.
It'll be her instinct to talk, but to heal,
it's important that Mom remain as silent as possible.
Well, I guess every fire has a silver lining.
(LAUGHS)
Oh, come on, lighten up.
She's laughing with me. You're laughing.
Hey, I thought maybe we could stick around today,
you know, take shifts looking after her.
I'm sure she'll be thrilled to have you on call
to massage her feet, or whatever,
but Daddy and I have the Georgia Founders' Luncheon.
I'm giving a speech.
I would invite you to come, but our table is full.
I'm sorry, Adam,
it's just business.
- Len Miller... - The CEO of Nectacom.
He's at our table, and I am
this close to signing a very lucrative
naming rights deal for the new Atlantix stadium.
Maybe after your conference we could spend some time together.
You know, I'll tell you what.
Tomorrow, let's have a welcome-home party for you.
We're gonna make up for our lost time, son. Count on it.
Hmm. Well, that was cute.
Maybe Daddy will teach you how to shave before the big party.
- I'm out of here. - Are you?
(TAKES A DEEP BREATH)
That smarmy little...
Blake, good to see you.
Hello, Fallon and Blake Carrington.
You will be at table 51.
Yeah, no, I think there's been some kind of mistake.
I'm pretty sure table 51 is in the bathroom.
We should be at table one, like we always are.
Oh, well, it's probably just a typo.
I'm sorry, this is awkward.
Someone should have e-mailed.
But, unfortunately, we no longer have time
for Ms. Carrington's speech today.
What, is it a joke?
- She's delivering the opening statement. - Oh.
No, you know our names,
but obviously you are clueless as to who we are.
Uh, Daddy, um...
... do you remember that day-in-the-life story
I did for Contemporary Metro?
Well, the article dropped today,
and it was not exactly kind.
How "not kind" was it?
- Um... - Len. Hi.
Uh, we'll meet you inside.
I'm just dealing with a little seating mix-up here.
Seating should be the least of your problems right now.
Excuse me?
You're asking Nectacom to make an extremely expensive
20-year commitment.
But your daughter's recent publicity
doesn't exactly instill confidence.
I don't know if it's in our best interest
to be associated with the Carrington name.
Len, I can assure you our brand has never been stronger.
This team is my top priority.
We'll clear this up at Monday's meeting.
We'll see about that.
Daddy, I can explain, it...
It is one thing for you to damage your own reputation,
but now you're bringing everyone else down with you.
Make this right.
(PHONE CHIMING)
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(KNOCK AT DOOR)
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Thank you for coming. Now, I know
this is a little unorthodox for a first-time author,
but you won't regret the trek from downtown.
Now, you've seen the tabloids, you've read the hit pieces.
You think you know Fallon Carrington.
(CHUCKLES) But trust me, you don't.
I'd like to introduce you to your new bestseller.
The story of my life.
It's part self-help, part memoir.
A strategy bible for young women to live by.
It's an erotic thriller.
I mean, empowerment in the workplace is sexy.
I'd like to introduce you
to Fallon's three virtues to victory.
Number one, confidence. Number two...
We don't really need another lean-in.
Sorry, but it's a pass.
Despite having a father with borderline alcoholism,
and a mother with borderline everything else,
I still think it's quite impressive
that I was able to rise above it and...
We've sort of met our quota for women in the workplace books.
But good luck.
FALLON: Okay...
that concludes my pitch.
Someone from the staff will show you out.
And the goody bags are for potential buyers only,
so don't even think about it.
I'm excited about this, Fallon.
About what?
Oh, I mean, yeah. Yeah, of course you are.
This is exactly the kind of book
that Elcott Publishing needs.
You're in the zeitgeist right now,
and we would love to capitalize on that.
Now, let's turn this book around in a month or so,
like Stormy Daniels or Omarosa did.
I don't love the comparisons,
but I like where your head is at.
You know, time is of the essence.
Precisely. Now, we would love to pair you with a ghostwriter
that best realizes your vision,
and I have the perfect guy for the job.
He is a pro
at writing memoirs in record speed.
Hmm.
Can he be here by 3:00?
Because I'd like to have this on the bestseller list by 4:00.
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There you are. I'm off. Been a busy day.
- Oh, who's this? - This is Beto.
Um, he's Sam's cousin.
Uh, he and I we're just getting acquainted.
He says he's gonna be in town for a few days,
so I told him he's welcome to stay in our guest bedroom.
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Uh, Sam...
_
Blake, my love, I'll meet you at the office.
I need to talk to Michael about some player acquisitions.
It's wonderful that you're taking an interest in our team.
Enjoy your stay. Um, mucho gusto.
(SIGHS HEAVILY)
GLENNON: I've done baseline
neuro-cognitive risk assessments on all the players.
SECRETARY: The Martinez results.
It's a good thing, Blake. Everybody's in playing shape.
Mr. Carrington, your son is here to see you.
Hope I'm not interrupting. I can come back later.
No, no. Adam, I'd like you to meet Dr. Arthur Glennon.
He's the Atlantix team doctor
and a close friend of the family.
It's a pleasure to meet you, Dr. Glennon.
Join us.
Those the players?
Just their heads, but yes.
Have you started using VR to detect
previous head injuries and trauma?
I-I took a seminar on how the technology can be applied
to sports medicine.
You work in medicine?
Adam's a doctor.
I was a resident in family medicine,
but being a team doctor, that was my endgame.
I was just a few months away from an orthopedics fellowship,
but...
Adam was dealt a-a bad hand.
God, I do miss all this.
DALE: So I've prepared some questions.
- Mm-hmm. - We'll go through those.
The shape's gonna start to shake out organically,
and then I'm gonna build on that.
Building a shape. I love it. Hit me.
- Okay. - (PHONE BEEPS)
How long does it take for you to get ready in the morning?
Ew. No. Pass.
What is your ideal leisure activity?
Reading quarterly earnings reports?
As a prominent business heiress,
can you talk a little bit about the dating pool?
I can, but I won't.
Really, I mean, are all your questions this vapid?
I mean, you do realize that I was the CEO of a Fortune 500 company.
- Ah. - I mean, you can't just ask me...
For two months, right?
Yes, for two months,
but two months as a CEO is, like,
ten years in normal job time.
Okay, look,
I am a professional, and I have worked
very, very hard to earn a name for myself.
So Ibiza or the Hamptons?
(GROANS SOFTLY)
The Hamptons in spring, Ibiza in summer.
(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
Do you have a moment?
Of course.
Congratulations are in order.
We're just a few days away from breaking ground on the new stadium.
Well, we both did our part.
- What's this? - Carlos Aguirre.
He's a legend in Mexico.
He is looking to make the transition to an American league.
We're locked tight on midfielders and to be honest,
he is a little old.
We don't need to use him, we just need to hire him.
Eh, seems like an expensive paperweight.
You care to tell me what's really going on?
Carlos is a family friend.
He used to play for my parents' team.
I know we don't need him,
but my family did us a huge favor
by helping us secure the stadium land.
In return, they just want to make sure
he finds a good team to call home at the end of his career.
I'll see what I can do.
Thank you.
Alexis, I am so sorry.
I came as soon as I heard.
Is the pain just awful?
Hey.
I'm here for you, okay? Anything you need.
Moni and I owe you. You looked out for us
when no one else would.
You should come stay with me.
I'll make sure my house is fully equipped with
everything you need, all the best care.
Can I help you?
I doubt it.
I'm Adam.
Blake and Alexis's son.
The Adam?
Wow, uh, Jeff Colby.
I guess we're cousins.
Pleasure to meet you, Jeff.
Hey, I'm gonna have Alexis moved out of here.
Of course, you're more than welcome to visit
while she recovers at my estate.
(QUIETLY): Right.
Is your estate a verified burn center?
I mean, no offense, I just think she'll receive
the best care here, under the Carrington watch.
Look, it's her decision to make and she already said yes.
Oh. I see.
It's a pleasure to meet you, Adam.
I will be back
to help you move soon.
Okay.
I look forward to getting to know you, Jeff.
(QUIETLY): All right.
DALE: Um,
I want to circle back
to the fight in the pool with your mother.
I won. The end.
(SIGHS) Listen, Dale,
I don't think we're seeing eye to eye.
- Why don't I give Stuart a call? - Okay,
but this is what Stuart asked for: the fights, the scandals.
- All of it. - Mm, no.
No way.
- That's not what I sold him on. - Well, I'm sorry.
I'm sure it's all just a big miscommunication.
You want to talk business? Sure, let's talk business.
Thank you.
On the subject of Morell Green Energy Corp and Jeff Colby,
what was it like to find out you were sleeping with your cousin?
Interesting question.
What was it like for you to find out that you'd just been fired?
Wow, really? I'm not good enough to work for you? That's rich.
- Excuse me? - I accepted this job
for the absurd paycheck that came with it.
But only on the condition that my real name wouldn't appear
anywhere near this ridiculous book.
Well, good thing you're just a hack.
Now, get your sorry ass out of my house, now.
You have nothing to show for yourself
but a string of failures
and scandals.
Now you want a memoir celebrating your success.
Sure,
I'm the hack, you're an entitled little rich bitch.
Get out!
Good luck finding anybody to read your little vanity piece.
Or write it.
I'll send you the bill for this.
BLAKE: Adam.
Hold on a sec.
- Where you off to in such a hurry? - Everything all right?
Well, you tell me.
I was just on the phone with the Georgia Medical Association.
And they have approved your application
for a medical license effective immediately.
Congratulations, you are now Dr. Carrington.
This is incredible. I thought I was gonna have to wait years
and go through miles of red tape before I could practice again.
You're a Carrington now.
We don't do red tape.
- Congratulations. - Oh.
You deserve it.
Uh, well, I-I, I don't know how to thank you for this.
You can thank me by coming to work
for the family business at the Atlantix alongside Dr. Glennon.
Starting today. If you're still interested in sports medicine, that is.
Of course I'm interested. That would be incredible.
You're gonna love working for Dr. Glennon.
Uh, he and his wife seem to work very well together.
Uh, Susan.
From the office, that's his wife, right?
(CHUCKLES): Uh, no, no. Um, he's married, and happily,
I might add, but no, Susan...
- Susan's his assistant. - Oh, my bad.
Forget I said anything. Must have misread something.
Yeah, you must have.
Can't wait to get started.
Has anyone seen Blake?
ANDERS: The last time I checked,
Mr. Carrington was with Adam.
Ugh, great. Dad is playing catch with his adult son,
Sam is off doing God knows what
and I am left here, seeking counsel from the majordomo.
No offense, Anders.
None taken, 'cause I have neither the time nor the desire to assist.
As you can see, we are
preparing for Adam's party this evening.
I mean, what is there to do? The guy is from Montana.
Can't you just toss up some streamers
and a tray of Vienna sausages and call it a day?
I have real problems to address,
and I am all out of people to complain to.
Well, there is one person with room in her schedule.
FALLON: Naturally,
I came to you first, because if anyone knows
how to weasel their way out of a tricky situation, it's you.
Oh, and I came to, you know, check on you, obviously.
So, I get why Stuart wants to cancel my book deal,
but I mean, that idiot Dale left me no choice but to fire him.
(GASPS) Oh. "Fire."
I'm sorry. Poor choice of words.
Anyway, people are expecting a book from me,
and I can't self-publish.
I mean, everybody knows that self-publishing
is for weirdos whose fan fiction
isn't good enough to leave the Internet.
Oh, did I tell you that I also screwed up
Daddy's new stadium deal?
- Oh, yeah. Still working on a solve for that one. - _
Oh... try to keep up, Mom.
Please.
I admit, I would normally go to Daddy for professional advice,
but he's too busy planning parties
for his long-lost loser son.
(SIGHS)
_
Which I could use to my advantage.
I will invite both Stuart and Len to this dumb party
and after I force the publishers to get on board with my book,
I can convince Len that the Carrington bubble hasn't burst.
Yes. I just have to do one thing first.
Oh, thank you, Mommy.
You have never been more helpful.
♪ Money's start trickling, trickling ♪
♪ Fill up my cup, pour some liquor in... ♪
SAM: Nothing like a strip club in the middle of the day.
You, uh, know I'm gay, right?
Hey, can you still enjoy the view, though.
Uh, bring me your finest bottle of mezcal.
You got it, honey. Ooh!
Hey.
I'm... I'm sorry.
What the hell?
Oh, relax.
(KISSING SOUNDS)
Hey, baby. You want a dance?
Hey, Mami. Listen, um, my friend here wants a dance
but he's a little... shy.
MAN: You go, baby!
- Oh. Hey... - What you looking for today?
- (CHUCKLES): Whoa. Hey. - Uh-huh.
- Um, I'm actually good. - Aww.
B-But thank you.
You look really hot. Beautiful.
I mean, look at that booty.
I can't tell who's more spoiled
and ungrateful, you or my sister.
It's like you ladies deserve each other.
♪ Fill up my cup, pour some liquor in... ♪
Okay.
All right. Listen.
Maybe it's cool
to be a homophobic sexist in your family, okay?
But I'm not gonna sit here and let you bash me
and trash-talk your sister, all right?
Hey!
Cristal has been through a lot lately.
And it's not like you or your family have been there for her.
Don't talk about things you don't understand, Sam.
Cristal's lucky she's blood.
Because in my family, traitors disappear
- for much less that what she's done. - What's she done?
Maybe you should ask your friend why I'm really here.
Now, who do I have bang to get a drink around this place, huh?
Huh?
(SINGER VOCALIZING)
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)
Can we get a landline? I don't know, somehow it feels
less dramatic with a cell.
Can you make that happen, please?
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)
Um...
Okay. I thought you were writing a memoir,
not modeling pantsuits.
Well, I need a photo for the cover. What do you think?
I think you may have forgotten the part
where you actually write the book first?
Have I?
Philip is nearly through with chapter six, my college years.
He's a New York Times best-selling memoirist.
And Audrey over, one of Oprah's top picks,
is outlining my takeover of C.A.
You see, we're multitasking, which is
covered in detail in chapter four.
Fallon, I know you like a challenge,
- but this is insane. - No, it's proof of concept.
I realized the only way to make Stuart see my vision
for this book is to let him see my book,
physically, in his hands, and Len has to see
that the Carringtons are just a few weeks away
from being back on top.
Well, this is exciting.
What do you want?
Sorry. I'm just proud of you,
proud of your book.
I just wanted to congratulate you
before I headed off to my first day at the office.
- Off to give a Pomeranian a prostate exam? - (CHUCKLES)
No. Actually, I'm gonna be working
with the team doctor at the Atlantix.
Dad got my license reinstated.
I'm a doctor again.
He did that in one day?
Mm-hmm.
"Carringtons don't do red tape."
I'm looking forward to working with you, obviously,
but the chance to work alongside my father
and make decisions for the team,
that's-that's like a dream come true.
Well, uh, just to be clear,
coordinating with Blake on the health of the team
and dealing with injuries to star players,
that's, uh, that's mostly my job.
Okay.
But there'll be plenty of important work for you to do.
I hope you're not disappointed.
Course not.
- I'm-I'm just happy to be here. - Good.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
got to meet Blake at the training facility, but
Susan will set you up with everything you need.
Thank you so much, Dr. Glennon. Uh, I'll walk out with you.
Oh, forgot my bag. I got it. I'll catch you later.
♪♪
How do I look?
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Upgrade.
For you.
Uh, excuse me, could you give us a minute, please?
- Of course, sir. Yes. - And, uh, take these things.
Thank you very much.
It looks great. It's really, really incredible. Thank you.
You know, there is one thing I wanted to talk to you about:
Jeff Colby.
Something about him rubs me wrong.
I'm not sure he's got your best interests at heart.
I think it's best if you stay here, under my care, as you heal. Mm?
I mean, we are a team now, aren't we?
Wow.
You looked a lot like Fallon when you were younger.
Well, I should get going.
I'm sorry you can't join, but I have a party to attend.
(LIGHT JAZZ MUSIC PLAYS)
Oh! Stuart.
So glad you could make it. Thank you for coming.
Of course. It's a nice party, Fallon,
but the setting doesn't change the fact you fired our writer.
You should have talked to us first.
I know, but I've always been one
for doing rather than talking.
Thank you.
- What's this? - This is my memoir.
Hot off the presses.
You've written an entire book in less than 24 hours?
Well, admittedly, it's only the first eight chapters,
but, you know, uh...
consider it exhibit "A" of my commitment
to making this book a success, because when Fallon Carrington
sets her mind to something,
there is no stopping her, which you can read all about
in chapter seven, "Perseverance."
(CHUCKLES) What can I say? I'm blown away.
I'm not quite sure how you pulled this off,
but you're obviously onto something with this whole "lady boss" angle.
Okay, you know what?
I'm confident we can find you
another ghostwriter to fulfill your vision.
Let's fulfill the hell out of it.
- (CHUCKLES) Cheers. - Cheers.
Can't believe Dad would do all this just for me.
Oh, calm down.
Last year, we threw a party for the dog, and it was better.
Look, I know you don't like sharing the spotlight,
but Dad's just...
he's going a little bit overboard right now
trying to make up for lost time.
I don't care.
And you do know you can just call him Blake, right?
Oh, but you should definitely kiss him on the mouth.
He'd love that.
Hey, Susan. Dr. Glennon was looking for you.
He said something about next week's schedule?
- I think he's over by the piano. - Oh, sure, thanks.
(CELL PHONE BUZZES)
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(CELL PHONES CHIMING, BUZZING)
Oh, my goodness.
Blake, there's something you need to see.
Oh, what am I looking at?
JENNINGS: These files were just uploaded
to the Atlantix shared folder by Arthur Glennon.
These are mostly women from the office.
I think it was a mistake, but it gets worse.
Oh, my God.
Adam was right about him.
(CELL PHONE CHIMING, BUZZING)
Yeah, it's Blake.
Yeah. I just saw it.
(SIGHS)
There you are.
Please tell me there weren't any problems signing Carlos Aguirre.
About that... I can't do it.
I don't understand.
See, I know what's going on here, Cristal.
Your story didn't quite sit right with me.
Turns out the Flores family
has hired a couple of players nearing retirement in the past
and those players were prone to "errors" during games
where there were an unusual amount of bets.
Okay, fine.
My father is trying to use Carlos
to throw games and turn a profit,
but he won't get that far, I promise.
- Michael, please. - No.
I went down that road with Ada
and nearly lost everything. I won't do it again.
I'll see you inside.
You seriously need to spill.
Look, I don't know what your
hot, evil brother's holding over you,
but if I'm gonna babysit any longer,
we need to discuss my fee.
It doesn't matter now.
I owe him and I failed.
And now I don't know what to do.
You guys are family. I'm sure you'll figure something out.
No, we won't, Sam.
My family is not gonna just let this go.
They tried to destroy my life once, and they will do it again.
Oh, wow. You know how to wear a suit, don't you?
One leg at a time, last I checked. Not so bad yourself.
Oh, hey, it's not my first party.
Mm, hey, so, um, how's that
Kick the Habit thing going? Still good?
(CHUCKLES) It's great. Actually, I could use a little help,
if you're up for it.
Well, I'm up for anything.
So, if you need me, you know where to find me, boss.
Beto, it's time for us to have a talk.
No. (CLEARS THROAT)
Beto, enough of this nonsense.
No.
Why wasn't I made meaner?
(BREATHES DEEPLY) Okay.
- Beto... - (KISSING)
ROBERTO: I told you to lock the damn door!
Get the hell out! Now! Both of you!
I'm sorry. Get out.
(SIGHS)
FALLON: The Carrington name is only going up in value
and slapping Nectacom on our stadium
would increase your brand awareness by 30%,
so trust me,
once the stadium is built,
nobody will care about that dumb article.
Tell your father we'll see him on Monday to continue negotiations.
- I'll do that. You enjoy the party. - Thanks.
MAN: You think her dad's gonna make another toast?
Oh, yeah, I'm sure he will. From what I hear,
Blake always makes some kind of speech at these parties.
(CHUCKLES) Hey,
I gave him my card. He seemed very interested.
I mean, can you imagine the presales?
It's just a shame we had to spend so much time humoring the daughter.
Please, just do me a favor,
find me a ghostwriter who knows how to nod
and smile, okay?
I want to get this over with so we can move on to signing Blake.
They pulled him over in-in Africa for speeding.
Really, Arthur, huh?
My own daughter? You're disgusting.
What are you talking about? I think there's been a mistake.
I'm sure there was, huh? I'm sure you didn't mean to send this out
far and wide to the entire Atlantix company.
But then again, it's probably hard to type with one hand.
You can cheat on your wife all you want,
- but you stay the hell away from my daughter. - GLENNON: Your daughter?
Look, I don't know what you're talking about.
I would never cheat on my wife.
Oh, I've noticed that she's not here.
Because she's at home, sick.
Huh. Does she know about your spank bank?
(CROWD MURMURING)
Blake, those are not my pictures.
Save it for court.
I've talked to the board already, you're fired.
Just throwing out trash.
Play.
(LIGHT JAZZ MUSIC RESUMES)
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
I brought a peace offering.
(SIGHS)
You can have both of them if you want.
Look, you don't have to talk to me if you don't want to,
but I remember how lonely it was before I came out, so...
Okay.
I'm not gay, you know.
Hey, who said anything about labels?
It's 2019 and sexuality is a social construct.
I was talking about me.
You know, I never came out to my father.
I always felt this pressure to put on
an overly manly charade at family gatherings.
It wasn't me.
Just like that act at the strip club isn't you.
Y-You have no idea who I am.
Mm, but I think I do.
(SIGHS)
Because I was you.
And I know you need an ally.
For me, it was my Aunt Celia.
And when she fled Venezuela,
I resented her so much for so long.
Look...
I understand why it's so easy for you to
pin all of your anger on Cristal.
(EXHALES)
If you can't learn to forgive your sister,
you might lose her when you need her most.
- (GUESTS CHATTING, LAUGHING) - Cookie?
So did your 24-hour memoir do the trick?
Not exactly. Turns out,
the boys' club publishers
were only interested in using me
to get to my father, whose naming rights deal
I've been trying to save all night. But does Blake notice?
No. Because he's all Adam all the time.
I'm sorry, Fallon. That's really unfair.
Do you know what the real tragedy is?
This stupid cake is delicious. (CHUCKLES)
(TAPPING ON MICROPHONE, FEEDBACK SQUEALS LIGHTLY)
Thank you.
Thank you. Look, I know
that I have been known to give a long-winded toast or two...
- (GUESTS CHUCKLING) - ... but tonight, I...
I am, well, I'm speechless.
What do you say...
to the son you've been waiting
30 years to see again?
And I knew right away it was you.
I knew because you have your mother's eyes.
And my passion for work.
My determination, my unending desire
for the truth.
So, I want to thank you, son,
for giving me back the hope
that I lost all those years ago.
(INHALES)
Ladies and gentlemen,
Adam Carrington.
(APPLAUSE, CHATTER)
I have, uh, one final announcement.
As you know, I have always wanted to work
side-by-side with one of my children.
(TAKES A DEEP BREATH)
Well, Adam just started working
at the Atlantix today.
And in true Carrington fashion,
he has already knocked it out of the park.
And because of that,
tomorrow...
my son will be returning with a promotion.
You are our team's new head doctor.
(APPLAUSE)
(CROWD GASPS, APPLAUSE CONTINUES)
(PHONE BUZZING)
Excuse me. Oh.
(DOOR SLAMS)
Let me call you back.
(EXHALES)
Wow, great speech.
So, let me get this straight: you're writing a book?
You can relax. I took a man's business card, if that's what you mean.
That book was my opportunity to tell my story.
The story about a young girl who always dreamed
of growing up to be powerful
and respected, just like her father.
But as it turns out, I have always lacked
the requisite hardware, because nobody cares
what a woman has to say as long as there's a man
willing to give his two cents.
I can see that you are emotional.
- (SCOFFS) - But this isn't about your being a woman.
Wow.
Really?
Every day I spent with you at C.A.
helping you build that company,
and all of a sudden, Adam shows up.
And the prodigal son returns.
And what does Adam have to do with this?
I have fought my entire life
for the respect and the privilege
that you have given him in just 48 hours.
Maybe because he wasn't given everything
you've been given your whole life.
I have handed you every opportunity.
Uh-uh, wrong. I had to take it.
And the only way I got to run C.A.
was because I stole it out from under you.
Because you didn't deserve it.
You were never qualified to run C.A.
"Never qualified." And yet, when the Carrington name
is dragged through the mud, or there's a scandal,
all of a sudden, I am qualified.
- And you know what? I am done. - There you are.
The guys from the Atlantix wanted to get a picture.
He's all yours.
Enjoy being the Carrington flavor of the month, bro.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
ROBERTO: Thank you.
(SIGHS)
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(EXHALES)
Okay, so that should bring us up to speed on projects
in development. Now I'd like to focus on...
Sorry I'm late.
So unlike me to miss a company meeting.
Oh, Fallon.
- To what do we owe the pleasure? - Oh.
No need to be so formal. We don't work together anymore.
Which means you don't need to go out of your way
just to humor the daughter.
You know, I learned a few things
in the last couple of days. I would, uh,
give you credit for that, but I don't know.
Attributing a woman's enlightenment
to a man's treachery is so 1700s.
- Right, Kirby? - Mm, so archaic.
Fallon. What's going on?
Well, first, you tried to ignore my vision for this book
and then, you just flat-out lied to me
to preserve a potential relationship with my father.
- The great irony being... - Hmm.
... I was doing this book mostly to help him out.
Well, guess what?
I am sick and tired of being used
by miserably ungrateful men.
Okay, you know what? I've had enough of your little
girly games here. I'm gonna call security.
Mm. (SIGHS)
I had a feeling that you weren't gonna leave
without kicking and screaming.
You see, I got tired of playing ball in a man's world.
So, I went ahead and bought NTNR Enterprises.
- (EXHALES) - The company that owns your... Oh, well, no,
my publishing house.
Femperial Publishing, as it will now be known,
will focus on books for, by and about women.
Women like Kirby,
who are smart, independent and who have been
mostly ignored until now.
And I'll admit, I've been guilty of that, as well.
But not anymore, because Kirby,
you are now my Millennial Content Consultant.
I am?
- Mm-hmm. - (CLEARS THROAT)
Yeah, I am.
Pack your bags, boys.
Your reign has ended.
SECURITY OFFICER: Come with me, gentlemen.
This is a joke, right?
Mike, Terry, don't listen to her.
- SECURITY OFFICER: Time to go, sir. - Don't touch me.
(FALLON SIGHS)
What is all this?
Well, you got me thinking, Jeff.
And you were right.
This really wasn't a comfortable environment,
so I changed it.
And now Alexis has everything she loves...
right here.
Caviar? We have extra. Her appetite ebbs and flows.
My nurses are waiting in the hall to help take her to my place.
That's very kind of you to go through all that,
but Alexis is gonna recover here
in the Carrington Wing.
Well, last I checked, it's her signature
the hospital needs on the discharge papers,
- not yours. - You know, maybe I'm misreading the situation,
but I think it's you making decisions on her behalf, not me.
What's he talking about?
Well, I'll be back to check on you tomorrow.
And every day after that.
Be seeing you real soon, cousin.
Hey, cousin?
Could you bring us a crossword
when you visit tomorrow?
We love them.
(SCOFFS)
- What's this? - Generic white guy books
already in development.
You get to decide what stays and what goes.
Well, I guess I can find the compassion
to give them a fair trial before sentencing them
to eternal damnation.
- (LAUGHS) - (KNOCKING AT DOOR)
Hi, Miss Carrington, there's an author
here to see you; he got wind
of the change in ownership and would like to meet.
Aw. He must want to plead his case.
I have never felt more like Khaleesi than right now.
What's his name?
Uh, John Southside?
Ooh, terrible pseudonym. Okay, I have five minutes.
Send him in.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
LIAM: Fallon?
What the hell is going on?
Wow.
We have the very best surgeons on her team,
but as you're aware, her injuries were quite extreme.
Hmm.
In these cases of such extensive tissue reconstruction
and repair, we like to make sure the patient
has the opportunity to make any cosmetic requests.
Well, Mother and I were talking
and if it's possible,
(WHISPERING): she'd love to shave off a few years.
Okay, well, we can go over the options.
Well, actually, if we could use this
as a point of reference,
that would be wonderful.