(birds singing)
LIAM: So while she's still not awake,
the doctors remain optimistic.
Optimistic about what? She's been a coma
for two weeks with no signs of improvement.
They've seen patients in comas
for months with positive outcomes.
She's gonna be in a coma for months?
No one said anything
about Fallon being in a coma for months.
You just did.
which is what's causing the swelling around her brain.
But once it clears, Fallon should wake up.
Now, until then, the doctor wants us all
just to keep talking to her.
Can she even hear us?
Studies have shown brain activity
when these patients hear the voices of loved ones.
Then we will keep talking to her.
Though I can't get there till later this afternoon.
Which actually brings me to my next point.
Right now, the visits are way too disorganized.
And I don't want her to be left alone, even for a minute.
So with that in mind,
this chart shows you when it's your time to visit.
And when you're there, I need you to share a happy memory.
Okay? About Christmas.
Why does it have to be about Christmas?
It's Fallon's favorite holiday.
Ever since she asked Santa
for a miniature pony and got one,
the day has always been magical to her.
If she only knew how much Santa had to shell out
to fly that thing across the country.
Well, you tell her when she wakes up.
KIRBY: I can do double shifts.
I don't have a lot going on right now.
Uh, you promised you'd help
with holiday decor at the club. Remember?
Though holiday decorations seem a little trivial right now.
They're not.
When Fallon wakes up, she won't be thrilled to know
that you were so pessimistic about her recovery,
you didn't even bother to hang a string of lights.
It's more than just "a string of lights," but I get your point.
Okay, last thing. Now, for the sake of Fallon Unlimited,
this has to stay a secret.
So no one talk to the press, okay?
BLAKE: I love this time of year.
And the traditions that I grew up with are alive and well,
and for a couple of days in December,
the whole world just slows down.
And from what I glimpsed walking through the front door,
I guess it's true what they say about a Carrington Christmas.
What, that wretched excess wrapped in boughs of holly
is festive?
I'm the luckiest man in the world,
to have my family under one roof
in this beautiful house.
I'm surprised to learn that you have a sentimental side.
Well, you know...
...after Fallon was shot,
I guess this holiday season
has been a time of reflection.
Not everyone has decades of happy Christmas memories.
It's something to be grateful for.
It certainly is.
I'm a little bit more emotional this year
because, well, you know, the campaign trail
is exhausting, Darlene.
But if that's what it takes to be senator,
that's what I'll do.
And what does that mean for you?
You know, off the record...
...there's a-a cabinet position
in Washington opening up.
2023 will be here before we know it.
Cabinet position? Interesting.
Do you have a source on the Hill?
Well, my source is the White House.
I'm on their radar
for commerce secretary as soon as the current one steps down,
which is understandable, given my success in business.
Uh, Mr. Carrington, with all due respect,
I do have an insider in D.C.,
and that position has already been promised to someone.
And it's not you.
Maybe you should check again with your sources.
I have.
With multiple sources.
I also have a name, if you'd like to hear it.
No. I'm good.
ALEXIS: How's Fallon?
What did the doctor say?
He's optimistic, which means you should be, too.
Optimism is hard to come by when my daughter is in a coma
and I'm stuck in this hellhole.
Well, I tried to get you out
on compassionate leave to see her,
but the request was denied.
I'm not surprised.
The police have made up their mind.
I'm guilty!
shout that for everyone to hear.
They're not even looking for the real killer.
All they care about is the attention they'll get
when they convict Atlanta's hottest socialite for murder.
I wonder who will play me
in the Lifetime movie.
Maybe a young Sharon Stone?
I think you're getting ahead of yourself.
Is that why I'm hearing rumors
the DA is going to offer me a plea deal?
DAs deal in rumors. It's a ploy to make you talk,
which you absolutely should not do.
I have nothing to say.
And I need your help if I'm going to be home
in time for Christmas.
Christmas is the one day
of the year everyone is nice to me.
After Blake banished me, I thought I would never
unwrap a shiny bauble from Fallon or Steven ever again.
And my first Christmas back in Atlanta,
Fallon bought me one of everything
from the Neiman Marcus catalog.
How thoughtful.
And wasteful.
Anyway... (clears throat)
That is a list of everyone who wants me locked up.
I need you to see if these people have
an alibi for that night.
Is this a list of everyone you've ever met?
Small people nurse grudges,
and I know a lot of small people.
So, you'll help?
Of course.
And I know just the small person to start with.
I have the paperwork, the lawyer and a shiny gold pen.
All you need is Brady to sign, and you're single.
Single and keeping every hard-earned dollar
in my bank account.
I've been doing this a long time.
Not many people would waive their rights to millions.
He knows better than to put up a fight.
He's also 15 minutes late.
Oh, I'm sure he's on his way.
(line ringing)
MARCO (over phone): I've been waiting for your call.
Hello? Who is this?
I'm looking for Brady. I think I have the wrong number.
No, this is the right number.
I'm a friend of your husband.
He owes me a lot of money, which you are gonna pay me.
So if you ever want to see Brady alive again,
you're gonna need to do exactly as I say.
Wait till you see the manor.
I mean, Blake has outdone himself this year.
I think I saw a snow machine pulling up when I left.
Hey, you'll see it for yourself when you come home.
There's so many things I want to tell you
when you wake up, Fallon.
Like how I forgive you.
And how we can just put all that Colin stuff behind us.
We shouldn't have fought about any of this.
People make mistakes.
(knocks on door)
You hanging in there?
You know, if I stare at her long enough,
I swear I can see her eyes flutter.
Can I ask you a question, Dr. Stoughton?
Yeah, of course.
Fallon and I were
in a pretty heated argument when she collapsed.
Could that have caused this?
No.
Fallon's in a coma because she has
a severe infection, and we are fighting it
with everything we've got.
You had nothing to do with this.
(monitor beeping)
No. No, no, it's just the batteries
on the pulse oximeter are running low.
I'll let the nurse know
to replace them so it stops happening.
You know, you need to relax,
or you're gonna have a heart attack, okay?
You need to stay strong. For both of you.
Thank you.
Listen to me, Fallon.
I know you can hear me.
I am gonna do whatever it takes to get you out of here.
We are not spending Christmas in a hospital room.
I promise.
♪ ♪
It's the guys who were after Brady in New York.
The ones he owed money to. They're holding him hostage
and won't let him go unless I pay them off.
Wow, Brady just finds new ways to surprise you, doesn't he?
They want $500,000.
500 grand? What the hell was he doing?
I didn't ask questions.
The guy's life is in danger.
If they kill him, and I didn't at least try to help?
Well, if they're smart, they won't kill him,
because then they wouldn't get any money.
Help me understand
why you can't walk away.
Brady's done some bad things,
but he doesn't deserve to die for this.
So I am going to help him, with or without your help.
Hopefully with.
Okay, now, I know this might just look like a plant,
but gotu kola is also a medicinal herb.
Now, according to the Internet, it can help boost
cognitive function.
Yes, I know that the Internet can be wrong.
I can feel you rolling your eyes right now.
You're staring at a plant.
Like, really hard.
Yeah.
I'm here for my visit.
Ah. Sorry.
(laughs softly)
You won't believe the day I've had.
Happy memories, Kirby, not complaints.
Right. Happy memories. (laughs softly)
Hi, Fallon.
So, it's me. Kirby.
Anyway...
do you remember that Christmas a few years ago?
It was the time Blake gave himself a Rolex
and he got you a fancy blowout kit.
And I got these earrings.
The truth is,
I switched the gift tags when no one was looking,
because I thought your gift would be better than mine.
Turns out I was right.
Sorry. Th-- Wow, I feel much better.
That's the memory that you think could wake Fallon up?
Do you not have Christmas in Australia?
Growing up, Christmas was a fresh start in my family.
For a few days, no one fought and all was forgiven.
And since Fallon is so full of spite,
I thought that if I pissed her off enough,
she would wake up out of anger.
Then forgive me for the earrings.
Weirdly, that does make some sense.
MICHAEL: I really wish you had been clearer about the fact
that you were getting a tree.
I was clear. I texted you.
You texted me "We need a tree."
Exactly. Clearly that meant
I was gonna get a tree, because everyone knows
you can't plan your theme until your tree is decorated.
You know what?
Have your tree. Have both trees.
I don't care. I have more important things
to deal with than all of this.
Great. Like I've always said, two trees are better than one.
(chuckles)
Don't you think Fallon's gonna love this?
(music playing over stereo)
My grandson's here with my figgy pudding.
Uh, could you take Dottie back to her room?
She's, uh, she's a little confused.
(grunts softly)
I know that the 911 call reporting Bobby Larson's murder
wasn't made outside of Alexis's penthouse.
It was made outside of La Mirage, which means
that the murder could have easily happened before 6:30.
Wow, you're like a-a British Nancy Drew,
except older and dowdier.
Okay, well, I've shared that information with the police.
And you're telling me this why?
Well, 'cause I also shared with them your involvement
with Bobby Larson over that whole anti-aging drug fiasco.
Which proves that you're the one with the motive.
Actually, I think the detectives
should be here soon to, uh, interview you.
All right, well, I have nothing to hide, so...
Oh, you have an alibi?
Tell me something, Dame Judy Wench,
why are you so hell-bent on trying to pin this murder on me?
I just want to get our mother out of jail, don't you?
Have you thought for a second
that Alexis actually might be guilty?
You know, I've encountered a lot of guilty people
in my line of work, and they all kind of have
a similar look that I've got quite good at recognizing.
Of course, if you have proof that you weren't
at Alexis's penthouse that night,
you should have nothing to worry about.
Then I don't have anything to worry about.
Uh, I am going to go,
because I do have patients to worry about.
CRISTAL: I'm worried.
I just found out that no one has seen Beto in Mexico,
or heard from him since he left Atlanta.
Maybe cutting him off from the company was too harsh.
After what he did to you, I couldn't care less
if he went on a three-week bender
and he's laying in a sewer somewhere.
Do you remember that reporter
at PPA that asked me about the cabinet position?
Sounds familiar. What about her?
Well, apparently, none of that was true.
The White House already has a candidate
for commerce and it is not me.
How do you know?
We need to find that reporter, ask her who her source was
and then kill that person.
And then sue the channel
for gross defamation, then maybe circle back around
to the reporter and murder her, too.
Oh, honey, I'm-I'm not really gonna kill someone.
I just need to find out what the truth is.
You're doing that thing.
That thing, where you look to the right
and you bite your lip when you don't want to tell me something.
No, I'm not. And I don't do that.
Just tell me. I know you're gonna tell me eventually,
so let's just save us some time.
Fine.
I paid that reporter to ask you about the cabinet position
so you would stay in the race.
Honey, we're supposed to be a team,
and you went behind my back?
Only because I knew you could win,
and I didn't want you to drop out.
So there is no cabinet position in my future,
and you ruined my best chance
at getting the land for the airport.
The lieutenant governor was handing it to me.
You are still in the lead.
Blake, please.
Say something.
Oh, you know what? I'm gonna go.
Before I say something I regret.
This is definitely not
the most wonderful time of the year so far.
Hello?
A little help?
You look like you got it.
Ooh.
What are you doing? Sudoku?
Paperwork.
You gave your bar manager the week off, remember?
Oh, that's right. I really am great with the Christmas spirit.
What is all this?
Nativity sets, gold-leaf garland, snow globes.
What are you planning to do with all of it?
Hello? We are on decorating duty.
Anyway, you know I'm all about
over-the-top, but I can't get over the top by myself.
I need your help.
What are you talking about?
Just please help me decorate the club.
What about Kirby?
And she doesn't have an eye for decorating like you do.
Your flocked white pine was... (sighs) ...perfection.
You're on your own.
Look, decorating The Sahara Club was not on my to-do list today.
I don't know why you're being such a Scrooge,
but it is not a good look on you, buddy.
Not a good look.
Dr. Waldenburg, hey.
Do you remember me taking notes in the observation room
during a surgery you brilliantly performed on the 15th?
I'm flattered, I do recall I was brilliant on the 15th,
but I don't recall you being there.
Okay, I was considering promoting you
to head of surgical.
But I need someone with a good memory,
i-if you catch my drift.
(stammers)
Hold that thought.
Hey, hey, Dr. P-- uh, Park.
Hey, oh-- We're both busy surgeons,
so I'm just gonna cut to the chase.
If somebody asks where I was
on the 15th between 5:00 and 6:30,
I was right here, understood?
The 15th?
But I wasn't in the hospital on the 15th.
Oh, no, where were you?
Hiding in a hotel room with your scrub nurse?
Dating a subordinate is grounds for firing.
However...
they're protected, so I'll email you one, Doctor.
Dr. Carrington, are you aware of the new policy?
Dr. Waldenburg?
HR and legal,
we reviews all promotions. Sorry.
Bribing people for alibis?
(tongue clicks) Wow, it's just not a great
or innocent look.
I guess you're just not as memorable
as you thought you were.
Who are we cornering next?
Well, I don't know who Alexis's plastic surgeon is
these days, but I got to hand it to the guy.
She doesn't look anything like the woman I married.
I read that photos of loved ones can, uh,
elicit an emotional response
that might help coma patients wake up.
Did you also read how they're supposed to see them?
Well, it's even just the feeling of being surrounded by love
that can help.
Hey, I-I appreciate the effort.
(exhales) Hi, Fallon.
I know you're gonna wake up.
We have too many Christmas traditions to continue, right?
Like handing the staff their bonus checks together,
dressing Bo in Christmas sweaters
for the annual Christmas card.
Anyway, my favorite tradition
is the one we restarted a few years ago,
just the two of us.
(engine stops)
(grunts) The Carrington backwoods, huh?
This is where we find the perfect tree.
Our own land. A real Carrington tree.
There's also a huge Christmas tree lot
right across the street from your office.
Which is basically the same thing and less freezing.
It's not about comfort, it's about carrying on a tradition.
You've said "tradition" so many times I feel like
I'm watching Fiddler on the Roof.
The Carrington tradition of cutting down a tree
was started by my father when I was young.
And it means a lot that you've agreed to continue it with me.
Anything to get out of wrapping gifts
with Steven for Toys for Tots.
Well, I invited him to come with us,
but he said we'd be hurting nature,
and he refused to be a part of tree-a-cide.
So, what exactly are we looking for?
I have one simple rule: think big.
Specifically, bigger than Warren Buffet's.
His tree seemed to take up the entire background
of his annual MSNBC interview.
Mm.
That was obnoxious.
This is the one.
Whoa-- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
I didn't realize you meant
you were gonna chop it down yourself,
because I'm looking at you and all I see
is The Christmas Chain Saw Massacre.
Trust me, it'll be fine.
Let's call Tony the gardener.
I mean, he's younger, he's-he's stronger.
He's more handy.
Blake Carrington does not let another man
chop down his Christmas tree.
(engine roars)
Oh, crap.
Run!
(car alarm sounding)
Okay, maybe it wasn't my finest hour,
although I am glad I spent it with you.
You warned me not to cut down that tree,
but I let my ego get in the way.
Yeah, I blamed the wind and the tree,
the chain saw, everything but myself.
And the truth is, it was... it was all me.
(exhales)
And apparently I haven't changed as much as I thought.
Anyway, thank you
for sticking with the "valet crashed my car" story.
I haven't told you this often enough,
but I am proud of the woman that you have become.
And your future is too bright to give up on
and we have too much to do together.
So many more traditions to start.
So, um...
(exhales)
...you keep fighting.
Please.
Put the money on the bench.
Let him go.
Get him.
MAN: Looks right.
Let's just get out of here before they change their minds.
Well, there's one thing we agree on.
I thought you had a plan.
You're going to just let them walk away with my money?
Go get them.
Watch it, old man.
FBI! Everybody...
AGENT: Don't do anything stupid!
(indistinct shouting)
You set them up.
(handcuffs clicking)
Why didn't you tell me?
'Cause I needed you to act scared.
I still have some friends in law enforcement.
Don't bother thanking me. I didn't do this for you.
Thanks, Detective. The exit's that way.
I'll be right back.
Why did the detective just leave?
Why aren't you being marched out of here with handcuffs?
Because he knows I was here and I have an alibi to prove it.
Oh, so you lied to the detective?
You do realize that's also illegal?
Why would I lie when the truth will set me free?
See, the night that Dr. Larson died
was be the night before Dottie's surgery.
She's one of my favorite patients,
she was feeling nervous, so I,
I took her for a walk around the hospital grounds
just to calm her nerves.
Dottie confirmed this with the detective and,
I don't know, he was satisfied.
So they believed
a post-surgical old woman whose memory
is probably still foggy from the anesthesia?
I thought you were a lawyer.
Then stop being so judgy.
Aging is a beautiful thing.
(laughs softly)
to her medical records, Dottie has excellent neuro function.
I made sure of that.
How did I do?
And you know what it's time for now?
(gasps) Pudding.
(laughs): Pudding.
BLAKE: This is beautiful.
I'm sorry I got upset and I yelled at you.
Cristal, I don't want to fight with you anymore.
Besides, it's not like you're blameless here.
Thank you. I'll take it from here.
I am sorry for planting the idea with the reporter.
But I wanted you to stay in the race,
and I knew your ego wouldn't be able
to resist a cabinet position possibility.
Well, you are right about that.
I had a long talk with Fallon earlier.
It was a-a one-sided conversation, but, um...
I realized that my ego has gotten in the way before,
with disastrous results. (chuckles)
This may surprise you, but your big ego
is one of the things I love the most about you.
Many people find it charming.
If I'm being honest,
I've lost my taste for becoming a senator.
All this man of the people BS?
It's just not, it's not me.
I think I was blinded
by my trying to secure the land for the airport.
So now what?
Well, I'm-I'm dropping out of the race.
If that makes you happy, I support you.
Being in the lead, you'll be able
to get an even better deal
from that lieutenant governor.
I like the way you think.
(laughs)
Mmm.
One more thing.
I'm sorry I steamrolled your worries about Beto.
He's still your brother.
Oh, I'm not worried anymore.
Beto was seen getting on a plane to the Bahamas.
I think a vacation will be good for him.
Have you left this spot?
Did you not hear what I said before?
I did, but I'm trying to ignore the fact
that you're Grinching out so hard.
What is wrong with you? You're ignoring me.
Wait, are you mad at me? I didn't do anything.
It's Fallon.
I can't pretend to care about decorations
while she's lying in a hospital bed unconscious.
She's always seemed indestructible,
since I've known her.
I feel the same way.
I haven't even gone to see her.
Neither have I.
It would just make it too...
I think we're just dealing with the same feelings
in different ways.
Why else would I be decorating the club
with the mania of Martha Stewart?
Because you're you?
Okay, yeah.
But I am also
trying whatever I can
to keep my mind off Fallon.
Maybe you should try helping?
Because sitting here worrying
clearly isn't doing it for you.
ALEXIS: So how did it go?
I spoke to all the people on your list,
and everyone has an alibi.
Everyone? I was sure
Mimi Rose Prescott was still harboring a grudge
from the time I ran her over.
Okay, well, I don't want to know anything about that.
Look, I am going to find out who's responsible
for Dr. Larson's murder, okay?
I promise you, I am not giving up.
That makes one of us. I'm going to see
what the terms of the plea deal are.
Everyone in my family already thinks I'm guilty.
Hey. Not everyone.
Funny how life turns out, isn't it?
I always dreamed
that I would host Christmas with my children,
eventually my grandchildren, in my marvelous penthouse.
And now I will be spending
all of my Christmases behind bars.
♪ I'll be home ♪
♪ For Christmas ♪
♪ You can count ♪
♪ On me ♪
♪ Please have snow ♪
♪ And mistletoe ♪
♪ And presents ♪
♪ 'Round the tree ♪
♪ Christmas Eve will ♪
♪ Find me ♪
♪ Where the love light ♪
♪ Gleams ♪
♪ I'll be home ♪
♪ For Christmas ♪
♪ If only ♪
♪ In my ♪
♪ Dreams. ♪
That was amazing.
You said dinner last night was amazing.
You also said that Christmas tree
made out of doughnuts at the bakery was amazing.
I thought you were supposed to be a writer.
Dinner was delicious.
(laughs)
was insane.
But being alone with you is more than amazing.
This is the best Christmas I've had in a long time.
Better than the Christmas where your mom
threw a buttered rum at your father?
Because that one sounds hard to top.
Okay, can I open my present now?
I mean, I've been looking everywhere.
Where did you hide it?
Wait, you...
you told me we weren't doing presents.
Very funny.
Are you kidding?
Because one of us isn't. I'm pretty sure it's me.
No, I'm not kidding.
When your girlfriend says you're not doing presents,
it doesn't mean you're not doing presents.
It just means not a lot of them.
I mean, what were you thinking?
I was listening to you.
Well, what I say and what I mean
are almost always two different things.
That's good to know.
Without gifts, how else can I quantify your love for me?
Fallon, this doesn't mean that I don't love you.
This means that I don't play games
when it comes to the things that are important to me.
Maybe you should do the same.
(exhales)
Fine.
You're right.
It's Christmas.
And I don't want to spoil it by fighting with you.
So if you say you're sorry, I'll forgive you.
I'm sorry.
Trust me, I don't want to fight like this ever again.
Then let's not.
You're forgiven.
Now, that was amazing.
LIAM: I meant it when I said that was the best Christmas ever.
Even with the fighting.
My mom didn't really care about the holidays.
We never even got a tree half the time.
I spent my childhood asking for a BMX bike every year.
But instead all I got was a few million shares
of some new company for my investment portfolio.
Which, yeah, sounds great, but...
...I think she still has control over that account.
I should have realized that you really did want a present.
And I think I just realized that
I don't want you to wake up so I can forgive you.
I need you to wake up so you can forgive me.
For believing Eva.
And after that I want to spend every Christmas with you.
(chuckles): Until we're so old that we can't even open presents.
But that day is not today.
I, uh, I got you something.
(music box playing "I'll Be Home for Christmas")
That's all I want for Christmas, Fallon.
Is for you to be home.
(Stoughton clears throat)
(softly): Hi.
Um, I got Fallon's latest blood work results back.
And, um, the good news is, there's no sign of infection.
The, um, the bad news is that we were hoping,
when the infection cleared up,
that the inflammation would go down and she'd wake up.
Okay, um...
Uh, so what are you saying?
When will she wake up?
I can't give you a timeline on that,
because I don't know.
I'm sorry.
These papers are going straight to the court to be filed.
Of course. You'll hear no protest from me.
I want this done as much as you do.
Not as much, trust me.
I guess he and I aren't gonna be bonding anytime soon.
What a brilliant observation.
You've clearly lost
your moral compass, if you ever even had one.
I saved your life today because I'm a decent person.
So, you're welcome.
Come on, Dominique, we've been through so much.
Is this how our story ends?
Because I don't feel like this is goodbye.
That's where you're wrong, again.
You lied to me. I can't trust you.
Which I always knew, all along.
So, yes, it is goodbye, forever.
If you know what's good for you.
JEFF: If you ever show up
in Atlanta again, it'll be the last time
you feel that warm Southern sun on your face.
Champagne?
Feels like more of a Scotch moment.
I was almost conned by Alexis and Brady,
I was in an FBI sting, just got divorced.
Is it weird
that I think this is a fabulous Christmas?
It's not where I thought you were going.
Brady's out of my life, you're healthy again,
and we're in a good place.
We're partners.
A toast to us. We've come a long way.
It took some time, but we got here.
So, Fallon's progress is stalled.
And there's no indication
when she'll wake up.
But it doesn't seem likely to happen by Christmas.
You mean, your miracle plant didn't work?
CRISTAL: Blake, this isn't Liam's fault.
Yeah, I know. She has the best doctors.
There's a wing of this hospital with our name on it.
Someone should be doing something.
CRISTAL: She's getting 24-hour care.
JEFF: She's right.
This is the best place for her to be.
We're not losing hope.
Since the paparazzi love to snap photos
of Fallon during her annual Christmas shopping spree,
this year we will put out a press release
that instead of gifts, Fallon will be donating
a year's salary to charity.
I can take care of that.
Jeff, you think you can put out a story in Hot Tea Atlanta
that Fallon and I were seen in Fiji frolicking in the waves,
and she's clearly recovered from her gunshot wound?
I'm sure there's plenty of stock footage of Fallon
in that exact scenario.
Thank you.
Okay. I think we're covered.
We need you back, Fallon. And that's an order.
(high-pitched whirring)
Hi. Hi, security? Yeah, this is Amanda Carrington.
Um, I've just seen a drone flying by,
and it looked like it was recording.
SECURITY: Yeah, it flies by every night around this same time.
Every night?
Yep, for the past month.
Some kind of Peeping Tom.
We haven't been able to track where it's coming from,
but we'll continue to monitor.
Thank you. Um, and if you could just let me know
when you have that information.
There may be some footage on there that I need.
Sure thing. Have a good night, ma'am.
What the hell is going on in here?
Have you two lost your minds?
Fallon is in a coma and you've decorated in here
like Santa on LSD.
Thank you.
Was that a compliment?
I'm taking it as a compliment.
It's pretty magical, isn't it?
I already feel dizzy.
We're hoping some of the Christmas magic from here
can make its way to Fallon's hospital room.
If we carry on as though things are normal,
maybe they will be normal.
This isn't normal.
You haven't even seen the best part.
(clicks)
♪ O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree... ♪
(music stops)
I know you've been avoiding visiting Fallon.
But I think it's time for you to go to the hospital.
Hey, Fallon. How are you?
What? I don't know what to say.
We're sorry for not coming sooner.
We are.
I am.
But we've been talking about you a lot.
And the Sahara Club looks festive.
I think you would love it.
We're gonna leave the decorations up for you to see
when you get up.
SAM: So I hope that's soon, because, you know,
I-I hate seeing Christmas decorations
on the first week of January, so...
I wonder if she can hear us.
MICHAEL: I think so.
We just wanted to say hi.
We'll be back later, okay? (sniffles)
So, sleep tight, sweet dreams.
Can you say that to someone in a coma?
When they said a family member was here,
I assumed it was one of my children.
I didn't realize that included my former mother-in-law
turned Muppet.
I see they don't let you wash your hair extensions in here.
If you came to exchange barbs, I'm not in the mood.
That's fine. I have a lot of Christmas shopping to do.
I'll keep the visit short.
I just wanted to see what rock bottom looked like for you.
Happy?
Oh, and your plan with Brady to screw me out of my fortune?
(tongue clicks)
It didn't pan out.
It's a shame he got caught in your web,
but he's been dealt with.
It must have come as quite a shock to learn
he had no problem selling you out.
Not really, and I've moved on.
And after a good night's sleep on my 2,000 thread count sheets,
I'll awake refreshed and ready to celebrate
the holidays with my family.
And if you ever do get out of here,
you better not cross me again, or I'll make you pay for it.
Guard? Help.
There's a crazy lady here and she's threatening my life.
Oh, I almost forgot.
Since you won't be receiving any Christmas gifts,
except a healthy helping of gruel,
I brought you something.
It's a calendar.
To mark off your days behind bars.
♪ It's only Christmas once a year ♪
♪ So gather 'round the tree ♪
♪ I'll pour you a cup of cheer ♪
♪ Please wear a smile for me ♪
♪ I'm counting on my fingers ♪
♪ All the days till you'll be here ♪
♪ Please say that you're coming home... ♪
Don't forget this.
I thought we decided we weren't buying this for him.
I couldn't help it. I knew how much he wanted it.
Okay, well, we're gonna have a very happy and lethal
little boy tomorrow.
he can't shoot at the staff.
Only his grandpa.
Looks like his sister got everything on her list and more.
Well, yeah, it's a Carrington family tradition.
Just wait until she asks for a pony.
(laughs)
Did you ever think that watching our kids open presents
would be the best part of Christmas?
What about watching me open presents?
Don't worry, I will never make that mistake again.
You have plenty.
Our life is pretty amazing.
It's better than I dreamed it would be.
And you know I dream big.
What is that light?
Just keep going toward it.
♪ Gather all your loved ones... ♪
It's fine. Just go to the light, Fallon.
♪ 'Cause one never knows what lies ahead ♪
♪ Or when you'll part ♪
♪ This year is a Christmas ♪
♪ I know we will not forget ♪
♪ Got my head held up ♪
♪ And all my decorations set... ♪
Hi.
♪ Trying not to get... ♪
I'm so happy to see your eyes again.
Merry Christmas.
♪ That you're coming home... ♪
Merry Christmas.
♪ It's only Christmas once a year. ♪
♪ Would you like to spend... ♪
Here, Kirby. This is for you.
I don't forgive you for stealing those earrings,
but they're out of style now anyway.
You heard me confess?
Oh, I did. I heard a lot.
And I can't wait to see how you decked out the Sahara Club.
Well, Culhane did help, but only like 20%.
And I heard you talk about your faith in me.
I meant every word.
I know.
And I don't recall you being there.
So thank you for that.
Oh, I came to visit you every night.
I just didn't talk.
Of course you did. Hey.
Can you come here for a sec?
Wait, did you hear anything I said?
No, I don't think so.
Really?
Nothing at all?
I'm sure it doesn't feel great to hear,
but it can't be as bad as being in a coma, right?
No, I'm-I'm sorry, you're right. It's not a big deal.
No, I'm sorry. Will this help?
You did hear me.
(laughs) Of course I did.
And I want you to know that I forgive you.
And I know that you forgive me.
So let's just retire that "F" word and be happy, okay?
I am happy. Trust me, I'm so happy.
Good. I got you one more thing.
LIAM (laughs): What?
I hear it's a bit of a beast,
but you can handle it, right?
Yeah. Thank you.
Everyone is where they belong.
My family is here.
Alexis is in jail.
This is nice. We're truly blessed.
BETO: Wow, clothes really do make the woman.
But shoulders back when you walk.
Say, "Oh, darling, it's beautiful."
WOMAN (Southern accent): "Oh, darling..."
Without the gum. And still too much drawl.
We haven't had a meal together, but I have a feeling
I'm gonna have to remind you
to close your mouth when you chew.
Now, now, don't talk to your sister like that.
Merry Christmas.