Dynasty (2017–…): Season 5, Episode 1 - Let's Start Over Again - full transcript

Fallout from Blake's gala finally begins to settle. As Alexis remains in jail and proclaims her innocence, Amanda sets out to see who might be responsible for the murder. Culhane believes there may be some truth to Jeff's suspicions.

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Previously, on
"Dynasty"...

I did call
a divorce lawyer

this morning.
This is goodbye, Fallon.

Not only are you not getting
the family company,

but Cristal's moving
the headquarters here.

Where are you now, Brady?

Alexis.

I'm taking the money,
but I want the glory, too.

So either we make a deal,
or I call the police.

You've been manipulating this
the whole time.

Only because I love you.
I always have.



I'm not spying on you.
Just tell me the truth!

Alexis Colby,
you're under arrest for murder.

- What?
- Dr. Robert Larson was found dead

on the sidewalk
in front of your building.

Help!

A somber day here outside

the offices
of Fallon Unlimited,

where mourners have gathered
to pay their respects

to founder and CEO
Fallon Carrington.

The prominent heiress to
the Carrington Dynasty was shot

and killed last night
while attending a campaign gala

for her father,
Blake Carrington.

Sources say...

Seriously?



People actually think
that I'm dead?

The real tragedy here is
that photo they're using.

I was in Belize, my hair was all
frizzed out from the humidity,

and some chick in a thong
tried to steal my beach chair.

It was a bogus tweet
that went viral,

and a few news outlets
ran with it.

Should be cleared up
within the hour.

It better. I don't have time
to be dead right now.

But I'm glad you're here.

Yeah, of course I'm here.

Fallon, you got shot.

I sure did,
and I am going to make sure

the press spins a story
about that lunatic Eva

being the unstable employee
who did this.

Yeah, I guess it's better
the world doesn't know

that Eva was trying to kill you

over some sick obsession
she had with me.

Or that you, uh...

That I slept with Colin?

Trust me, it's just
as painful when I say it.

You know, when
we get home,

maybe we should talk

and figure out some way
to deal with this,

you know, see a counselor or...

Don't need to.
It's in the past.

All that matters is you're okay.

But what about...?

How we feeling
this morning, Ms. Carrington?

Well, I feel great,
but Channel 6 begs to differ.

Uh, your test results are back,
and the exit wound is clean,

so those stitches
should do the trick.

Perfect. I guess
I'll be on my way.

Oh, uh, not quite.
Your white blood cell count

is higher than I'd like. I've
ordered a full blood work-up.

But I just said, I feel great.

Yeah, and the doctor said
they need to run more tests.

Under the circumstances, things
could have been much worse.

You're a very lucky woman,
Ms. Carrington.

Hmm. That's debatable.

But now that we're sure

that Fallon's okay,
I've got a lot

of ground to make up
on the campaign trail today.

And I've got more work to do
for Flores Incorporado.

I've been reading over
the financial reports

before I start
as the new CEO.

One of the more mundane parts
of the job,

yet hearing you say it
somehow sounds sexy.

I didn't know that Beto was
technically still an employee.

Even though he went
back to Mexico,

he still has account access
and draws a salary.

That sounds like trouble to me.
I'd cut the bastard off now.

I feel bad. The
company's all he had.

He's still a Flores and
my brother. Mm-hmm.

There's no point in kicking
him while he's down. Fine.

Don't kick him, but if
I were you, I'd step over him.

Carly, thank you
for coming so early.

Actually, I haven't been
to sleep yet.

Damage control isn't
for the uncaffeinated.

Cavendish is using the chaos

from last night's gala
against you.

How? It wasn't Blake's fault.

Except for his security team
whisked him away to safety

while his daughter bled out
on stage.

Cavendish is smearing
you in the press,

calling you a coward,
among other things.

Fine. Then let's
smear him back.

Set up an on-camera interview.
I've got plenty of juice

on that son of a bitch
if he wants to play dirty.

Too risky.
Trust me, you cannot afford

to come off more unlikeable
right now.

I'll find another way
to turn this around.

Well, you better do it quick.

I'll be damned if I let
this whole campaign implode

when I'm this close
to the finish line.

I just spoke to the hospital.
Fallon's gonna be fine.

Apparently, they're
sending her home in a few days.

Oh, thank God.
Now when do I get to go home?

Well, your lawyer is trying

to set your bail hearing
as we speak.

I don't believe
this is happening.

How on Earth can they think
that I murdered someone?

Well, I spoke to the lead
detective, and apparently,

an anonymous 911 phone call
came in at 6:30 last night.

The woman told the operator

that she had just seen
a blonde woman

in a red dress
push a man over your balcony.

I wasn't even home at 6:30,
and it was crimson.

Surely that undermines
the credibility of the caller.

I somehow doubt that.

But we just need
to prove your alibi.

So, where were you at 6:30?

In my car.
I left the hair salon at 6:15,

and arrived
at Blake's party around 7:00.

The police also said

that they found
a five-million-dollar check

in the victim's pocket,
signed by you.

So, they think he was
blackmailing you for something

and-and that you wanted
to put an end to it.

That is absurd.

I made that check out
at Adam's behest.

Adam?
Why would he have you do that?

As an investment
in our new company.

Adam and I were going

into the skincare business
with Dr. Larson.

Wait. Sorry. Um...

So the man who died,
was his...

was his name Dr. Bobby Larson?

That's right. Did you know him?

Um, just a casual acquaintance.

And that helps me how?

It doesn't, uh, but you needn't
worry, because your lawyers

already have investigators
looking for the real murderer.

So just...
just be patient,

and, um...
you'll be out of here soon.

How's the patient

feeling today?

Like a fool.

But getting better,
now that I'm back on my meds.

You certainly gave us
all a scare.

It's my own fault.
I should have never stopped

taking the pills
in the first place.

I'm so sorry for everything
I put you through.

I got a lot of apologies
to hand out, even to Brady.

Don't worry.
Brady knows you were sick.

He's very supportive
of your recovery.

Actually,
he's been a huge support

to me these last few weeks, too.

Has he, now?

It's true.
In fact,

I'm bringing Brady
into the company.

He's going to handle
the day-to-day business

so that I have more time
to focus on designing.

Mom, the guy's not on the level.

Sweetheart, please.
Look, I admit I was wrong

about him trying to steal
the ColbyCo Space tech.

But I can't shake
these fuzzy memories

of thinking that Brady was
at Alexis's penthouse.

That's ridiculous.

I'm telling you,
they're working together.

Jeff, you were hallucinating.

The doctor said that's normal
after stopping your meds.

Trust me,
the only thing you need

to worry about right now
is resting and getting better.

Knock, knock.

A little gift for the patient.

Aromatherapy has proven
to heal both physical

and mental illness.
You'll see.

What I see

is a hospital filled
with oxygen tanks,

so, maybe an open flame
isn't the best idea.

Right.
They kind of stink anyway.

Where's the mister?

He's at La Mirage
packing up his things.

We've canceled the divorce, and
he's moving back into the manor.

Well, isn't that good news?

Yeah, yeah.
Of course it is.

It's just... I don't know...

He keeps saying
that everything's fine,

but he was acting weird earlier.
Something is off.

Fallon.

Oh, thank goodness.

Ellen? Wow. What a surprise.

Uh, Sam, Ellen is on the board
at Fallon Unlimited.

And Ellen, this is Sam.

Good to meet you.
Hello.

Oh. They are so beautiful.

And mostly carnations.
Sam, be a dove?

You know, with Internet
speculation running rampant,

I just wanted to confirm

that you were actually okay...
and alive.

Uh, me? Mm-hmm.

Yes, this is just a flesh wound.

I'll be back in the office
in a couple days.

Well, I'm glad to hear it,
but you know,

this incident has highlighted
some concerns

about the
company's future.

Specifically that
there's no line of succession

now that Colin's left.

Oh. Well, Colin was never meant
to be a long-term thing.

Which is why the stock market is
taking a wait-and-see approach

right now,
but perhaps

if someone from the board
were to step in

as acting CEO,
just while you recover,

to show stability
on Wall Street...

What? Stability?

You can call me "Stable Mabel,"

because I've never felt better,
Ellen.

In fact,

I am in the process
of closing a deal

with a new VP right now.

Is he as hot as Colin?

'Cause it'll be hard
to top that.

She is amazing.

I just don't want
to announce her yet,

you know,
before the ink is dry.

I don't want
to jinx it.

I was actually thinking

of introducing her at the
Fallon Unlimited Holiday Party

in a few days.

I see.

And the press?

El, what a great idea!

I will invite the press
to the party.

You know, so they can
meet my new VP

and see that I am
alive and well.

I look forward
to seeing you

and our new VP at the party.
Take care now.

You take care.

Are you sure
you're gonna be okay

to go to a party in two days?

Don't worry. I'll be fine.

The real question is,

where am I gonna find a new VP
in two days?

I better light a candle
for you after all.

*Dynasty (2017)*
Season 05 Episode 01

Episode Title: "Let’s Start Over Again"
Aired on: December 20, 2021.

Tell me you got me my perfect
photo op for my party guests.

I'm trying.
It's not easy

to find eight reindeer
around the holidays.

Oh, and don't forget the, uh,

disfigured one with
the red nose.

It'll really add
a pop of color.

Would you settle

for Shetland ponies
with antlers on?

Kirby, I didn't
temporarily pull you out

of party planner retirement
for you to give me excuses.

Now that I've
invited the press,

this has to be the party
of the season.

Oh, don't worry.
I am all over it. Ooh.

What do you think about
a Winter Wonderland theme?

Yeah, perfect.
Oh, but get me real snow.

I don't want cotton rolled out.
This isn't the mall.

Copy that.

You're supposed to be resting.

I'm in a hospital bed.

If my heart rate were any lower,
I'd be dead.

- Mm-hmm.
- Good news.

I've done my scouting research
and narrowed down my top pick

for VP to Kelly Sanders.

And this concerns me how?

Well, Kelly is currently working
for BlueStar Universal,

but I'm thinking,
with an enticing offer from me,

I might be able
to lure her away.

Get to the scheme.
I just got off the phone

with her assistant,
and I have a FaceTime meeting

with her set for this afternoon.

But she can't know
I'm in the hospital.

It'll appear weak.

I need to look
healthy and strong.

And let me guess.

I am the only person
who can help you with that.

No, but you are the closest.

Alexis picked a lovely
time to get arrested for murder.

My campaign doesn't need
any more setbacks.

I'm sure it won't be a problem.

Let's not forget,
this entire Senate run

is just a step towards a cabinet
position in the White House.

And there's only
so much family baggage

I can bring along with me.

Carly knows what she's doing.

Let's just trust her plan.

Cristal?

Cristal?!

It's okay, sweetheart. I got
you. Just-just... just relax.

Are you okay?

Here, sit down. Sit down.

All right, she's-she's...
she's good. Thank you.

When I saw this meeting added

to my schedule,
I was quite surprised.

It's been a while, hasn't it?

I think the last time
we saw each other

was the Fortune 500 Gala.

I must say,
you're looking well.

And thankfully, not dead.

Mmm. Aren't you sweet?

Yeah, after that little
shooting mishap,

I decided to take a quick jaunt

to the Bahamas for a refresh.

But I am very much alive, and
in the market for a new VP.

Any chance you're ready
for a change of scenery?

That's very kind of you, but
I'm happy at BlueStar right now.

Are you, though? I mean,
you work for Mark Tucker,

a man who's never gonna
hand over any real power

in his company to a woman.

I am telling you.
It is a dead-end over there.

But at Fallon Unlimited,
it's a chance

to focus on female empowerment.

I mean,
there's endless job growth

in a much more
interesting field.

Let's just say,
your future would be unlimited.

Thanks, Fallon, but...

Kelly, please.

Wait.
You are the only woman

with the experience
and the smarts for this job.

I need to fill this position
immediately, so,

come on. I'll meet salary
demands, uh, stock options.

What do you want?
Fallon,

I'm flattered, really.

I'm sure you're gonna find
a great candidate.

It's just not going to be me.

See you at the next gala?

Sure. Why not?

Oh, thank God.
That was exhausting.

I'm so screwed.

Oh. Perfect timing, Doc.

I need to check out now.

I'm having a major work crisis.
I'm afraid not.

I just got
your test results back.

Your white blood cell numbers
aren't coming down like I had hoped.

I feel fine, really.

Fallon, that could indicate

any number of serious problems.

Discharging you is a liability
to the hospital.

I won't be signing a
release form anytime soon.

Oh, there's
the prodigal son now.

Amanda. As usual,

your dry wit escapes me.
You know,

I can't believe
that you didn't have the decency

to visit our mother
in jail last night.

I was tending to my favorite
sister at the hospital.

And if you knew

anything about mine
and Fallon's relationship,

you would know
just how low that rates you.

You know, Alexis really needs
our help right now.

Yeah, I called her lawyer.

Oh, she's really got her
work cut out for her.

I can't believe Mother would
actually commit murder.

Yeah, I can't believe it,
either.

Especially since,
well, you were the one

who had a motive to kill Bobby.

You know, 'cause we both know
you stole his anti-aging drug.

No. Dr. Larson
and I had an agreement.

We were going to work together
with Mother.

And I have no idea
why he was

even at the penthouse
last night.

Oh, I have an idea.

Whatever agreement you came to
wasn't good enough.

So you pushed him
over the balcony.

Okay, uh,

if you're so certain
that I'm guilty of anything,

why don't you just go talk
to the police?

That's exactly what
I intend to do.

Just as soon as I can
prove it, which I will.

Trust me.

Wow. Somebody's angling
for husband of the year.

Actually, these are
from the manor.

The condolence
flowers keep coming.

Do people only read
the news once a week?

I mean, how many tweets
do I have to send out

with the hashtag
"Still Breathing"?

Relax. The people closest
to you know that you're alive.

You're right.
Thank God for you.

I'm glad you're back
at the manor where you belong.

Are you sure you don't want
to talk about things?

There's nothing to talk about.
We're good, really.

Okay, because... I don't know.

It just kind of feels like...
No!

No, no, no, no, no, no.
What's happening?! What now?

The Fallon Unlimited stock is in
a freefall. I don't understand.

Wall Street said they were
taking a wait-and-see approach.

What happened?
Fallon, have you seen this?

Of course I saw it.
I get alerts to my phone

whenever there are major
stock fluctuations.

Actually,
I was referring to this.

"Scandal is unfolding

"behind the scenes of multimedia
conglomerate Fallon Unlimited.

"Sources reveal
that CEO Fallon Carrington

"was caught having
a tawdry affair

with consultant
Colin McNaughton."

It's insane, right?

The stuff
these rags come up with.

I'm gonna go to the gift shop.

Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
what are you doing?

I can't just sit here
and do nothing.

We need to issue a denial
in the press.

Or better yet, threaten
a lawsuit. Fallon,

once it's out there,
you can't dispel the rumors.

But half of the world thinks
I'm dead,

and the other half thinks
our marriage is a sham.

I have to get
out of here!

Wait. Hang on.
Who's the source that told IPZ?

Besides Amanda and Colin,

there's only one other person
who knew the truth.

So I know we don't know
each other that well,

and I know that this does
sound crazy,

but I'm telling you
that he has motive.

When it comes to Adam,
it usually is crazy.

But can you prove it?

Well, no, not yet,
but that's why I'm here.

I went to the police station,
I listened to the 911 tape.

And a call came in
from a woman at 6:30.

But wasn't Adam here at Blake's
party around that time?

Well, I don't know. I didn't
get here until after 8:00.

Do you know
what time he got here?

There's an easy way to find out.

Yo, Danny?
Can you pull up

the license plate photos
of all the cars

that we parked the other night
at the party?

Yeah. I got you, boss.
Hang on.

For insurance purposes,
we photograph

and time-stamp each of the cars
that our crew parks.

Great. All right,
and here you go.

A list of every car that came in
and out that night.

Thank you.
Mm-hmm.

Okay. So Adam drives

a gray Lamborghini.

Bingo. This must be him.

Shows him coming in at 6:26 p.m.

Wait, are you sure?
'Cause that's around the same time

that the 911 call came in
outside the penthouse.

I hate to say it,
but the man can't be

in two places at the same time.

Carlos, blue Bentley!
Ticket 358.

Tres, cinco, ocho.
Bring her around!

You're right.

He certainly couldn't be
in two places at once.

It was here in this trendy
Stone Mountain eatery


where the incident occurred.

Eyewitness video shows

the third Mrs. Carrington
gasping for breath


after nearly choking to death
on a side salad.


It seems the Carrington Curse
is alive and well.

Where the hell's the part
about me being a damn hero?!

Looks like most of the news
outlets are only focused on Cristal.

Of course they're focused
on her and not me.

Everyone assumes I'm
gonna save my own wife.

Blake, calm down.

I should have just paid a damn
stranger to choke to death.

I admit this was
a miscalculation on my part.

Looks like people love
a sympathetic victim

more than they do a hero

these days.

Book me an interview,

like I should have done
in the first place.

Speaking Spanish...

I don't know
why I didn't think of this sooner.

A partnership
makes perfect sense.

Well, as long as we can continue
to mix business and pleasure.

Oh.

Sorry to interrupt. Dom, I just
left Jeff at the hospital.

He is improving by the minute.

Thanks for visiting him,
Michael.

You're a good friend.

And allow me
to say thank you

again.

You're a lifesaver, man.

I was trying to save
two people that night.

Jeff was in pretty bad shape,
but like I said, doing better,

especially after I brought him
his laptop like he wanted.

Oh, that boy.
He is not supposed to be working.

Besides,
didn't he destroy that thing?

I guess he backs up everything

on a second laptop
in his office.

But don't worry.
He's not working.

He's just playing around
with some GPS

program or
something like that.

But I will
drop by tomorrow

after work
to see how he's doing.

Enjoy.

Strange, Jeff wanting
his computer so badly.

Wonder why.

It probably has something to do
with his distrust of you.

He thinks you and Alexis
are plotting against me.

Alexis? That's ridiculous.

I've never even met the woman.

I know that,
but remember, Jeff is ill.

And it's going to take time
before he's well again.

Ow! Watch it, Urkel.
Precious cargo here.

Sorry. I never got
my gurney license.

How do you get out
of this place?

Oh, by all means,
take your time.

I will pull this gurney over
right now.

Shh.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Slow down there.

This isn't the ER. Besides,
it's not like this patient's

going anywhere. You
going down to the morgue?

Oh, yeah. You, uh...
you don't want

to see what's under here.
It's ugly.

Tragic, really.
Texting and driving.

Sort of a whole after-school
special kind of thing.

Anyway, uh, have a great night.

Eva.

Orange looks good on you.

I always said you
were an autumn.

You're here for some sort
of an apology?

Because I am sorry

that I missed.

You should have aimed
a little higher

if you were hoping
for a kill shot.

I wasn't aiming for you.

I wanted Liam dead.

If I can't have him, no one can.

Right. Okay.

Well, I didn't come here
to serve as your therapist,

although you should definitely
look into one.

I'm here because of
the IPZ article.

I'm sorry. I did have
to guess some things.

Like, I didn't know if you
and Colin had sex on your desk

or on the couch,
so I just said both.

Do you really think anyone is
gonna believe that crap?

Think they already do.

You humiliated me

in the press,
so I wanted to return the favor,

let the world know just what a
two-faced whore you really are.

Let's wrap this up, shall we?

I will ask the DA to give you
a very light sentence

and provide endless
commissary money,

if you retract your story
in the press.

Otherwise, I push
to keep you here forever.

What's it gonna be?

It's like you said,

orange really is my color.

Being married to
Blake has been

the biggest blessing
of my life.

And I am proud to stand by
his side during this campaign.

Speaking of which,
your opponent in the race

has doled out some pretty harsh
criticisms toward you

as of late.
How do you respond?

Well, it's simple. Scott
Cavendish tells a lot of lies.

But the truth is,

sometimes I do feel cursed.

I've dealt

with a lot of tragedy
in my life.

My beloved grandmother was taken
by cancer when I was a child,

dying right in front of me.

I... I lost a second father

in Joseph Anders
earlier this year

to a... just a horrible
car accident.

And then my wife,

my daughter...
I'm sorry. It's just

sometimes it is a lot.

Do you need a moment?
No, no, I will be fine.

Look, I have considered

quitting this race many times,

but it was my family that
encouraged me to keep fighting.

So I am staying
in it for them.

For Anders.

For my dear, sweet grandmother.

Thank you.

Mother, I've been so worried.

How are you holding up?

I'm not sure how much longer
I can stand this hell.

The champagne is lukewarm
at best.

Well, hopefully, that'll all
come to an end today

with your bail hearing.

It absolutely will.

Once the judge looks
at the evidence, he will see

that I had nothing to do
with Dr. Larson's death.

But now,
do you know why

he was in the penthouse
to begin with?

I saw him earlier that day,

uh, where I gave him
your check.

I thought maybe
he'd come 'round

later to hassle you,
maybe wanting more.

Did you get into a fight

and just push him over the edge
in a rage?

It's okay if you did.
It can be our little secret.

What?! I had nothing
to do with it.

No. Okay. Uh, yeah, sure.

But you know,
the-the 911 caller did say

it was a woman
with blonde hair,

which Amanda has.

Yeah, she could have put on
a red dress and framed you.

Easily.
I've been warning you about

that British trollop
since day one. Adam.

Amanda is not a murderer,
and neither am I.

The real killer
is still out there,

and I have hired a team
of investigators

who will find that person.

Mm. Right.

Well, just know

that whatever you need,

I'm always here for you.

Thank you, darling.

I know I can
always count on you.

Of course you can, yeah.

She was trying to kill Liam?

Kirby! Could you maybe not
scream it out

for everyone to hear?
I don't want Liam to know.

How come?

Because he's trying to move on,

and I've already caused him
enough pain,

so why add guilt into the mix?

Where are we with party prep?

Everything's a go,

including that ice-skating
rink you wanted.

Great. Hey,
give Tara Lipinski a call

and just see
if she'll do a number.

She owes me one after bailing
on my tenth birthday party

for Stars on Ice.

Ooh.
Hey.

You okay?

I must have popped a stitch,
but I'm fine.

Maybe it wasn't a good idea
for Dr. Stover

to discharge you last night.

Where were you all morning?

Funny story. And remember,

I've suffered a lot
of emotional trauma,

too, lately, so don't
get mad at me, but, um,

I went to visit Eva in jail.

Why would you do that?

And I have to make another run
to the gift shop.

You were the one who said
issuing a denial wouldn't work.

So I felt the only other option
was to go to her

to try to get her
to retract her story,

but the little psycho refused.

But, Fallon, we don't
need a retraction.

Just like we don't need
to issue any denials.

It's not that big of a deal.

It is a huge deal.

My stock is still tanking.

When you are a CEO
in the public eye,

you can't just have an affair
with your brand-new consultant.

Not to mention, half of
the world still thinks I'm dead.

I need to show everybody

that this IPZ story is all
rumor, that there is no divorce

on the horizon,

and that I am alive and well.

And how do you plan to do that?

With a tiny,
little public appearance

at the Fallon Unlimited
Holiday Party.

Brady.

What a nice surprise.

Is that my laptop
you're holding?

Hey, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to wake you.

Uh, Dominique asked me
to come grab this.

She's worried
you're working too much.

Or you wanted
to steal the computer

because my
GPS software

proves you've been working
with Alexis

all along.

Jeff, come on, man.
That's crazy.

I think you're still
just a little bit confused.

Actually, things are clearer

than they've been
in a long time.

You can keep
the computer.

I got the confirmation I needed,

and backed it up to the cloud
just in case.

Maybe I did come here
looking for a payday.

And when Alexis offered me
the right amount, I took it.

But I'm not worried, Jeff,

because no one's
gonna believe someone

who's got so many screws loose.

I didn't want
to believe him.

But now I do.

Thank you.

There you are.

Who knew mingling

with the company gen pop
could be so exhausting?

No one said proving you're alive
was gonna be easy.

Hmm.
Besides, Fallon,

you should be taking it slow.
Let's sit down.

Not yet. Come dance with me.

No, no, no, Fallon. I really...
Come on!

It'll be a great
photo op for the press.

Dancing really sells
marital bliss. Come on.

Okay. Here we go.

Just keep smiling,
and with any luck,

we will wipe those
scandalous headlines

right off the IPZ homepage.

Hopefully, when I
announce my new VP,

our stock will start
to course-correct.

Wait. You found someone? Who?

Um, I'm not sure yet.

Sam is hiring me
some German actress.

I requested
a Marlene Dietrich type.

You know, strong,
confident, but still sexy.

What? Aren't you worried

that people will figure out
that she's not legit?

No, no. No one's gonna know.

Okay, I'll just say she's some
corporate bigwig from Frankfurt,

or, you know, one of those other
cold-sounding schnitzel towns.

Yeah, that doesn't have disaster
written all over it.

It'll be fine.
Listen, in a few weeks,

when I find my real VP,

I'll just put out
a press release saying

a deal could not be reached
and I found someone else.

It's easy.
Okay.

Keep smiling for the cameras.
Remember?

Marital bliss.

Maybe we should go mingle
with the other guests.

Dominique, please.
It's not what you think.

You told me
you had never even met Alexis,

yet you were trying

to steal a computer that proved
you two were in cahoots?

Okay, it's a little
like what you think.

Just let me explain.

Stop. You're insulting me now.

I admit I came here
with ulterior motives.

Those guys I told you
I owed money to?

They're actually alive and well.

But once I got here,

I started to have feelings
for you again, Dom.

Oh, you're good.
I'll give you that.

It's the truth.

But then they followed me here,
threatening me

if I didn't make good
on my debt.

So when Alexis offered me enough
to pay them off,

I went along with it.

I was never gonna
keep your money.

Just the money
from Alexis, I promise.

Your promises mean nothing
to me anymore.

First you tell me
the bad guys were in prison.

Then you tell me
they were dead.

And now, they're alive
and well in Atlanta?

Everything you say is a lie,

and it always has been.

It's over, Brady.

Now get the hell out
of my sight.

Okay, here she is now.

Fallon, this is Marta.

Marta, das ist Fallon.

What the hell is this?

I told you sexy German executive
type. Where did you find her?

At the Bavarian Festival. She
runs her own kielbasa stand.

I thought that would
count as business-savvy.

Oh. Wow.

What? I was
in a hurry.

I'm gonna have to abort.
I mean, I can't

possibly introduce Maria
Von Lederhosen to everybody.

People will know that I'm lying.

Fallon, it's your time
to take the stage.

Music, on standby.
Go on two.

No. Wait, wait. I'm not ready.

Fallon, people are waiting.

She's totally
good on waving.

You like kielbasa?

Forget it. Forget it.

This is a disaster.
What am I gonna do?

Fallon?

Kelly? What are you doing here?

Sorry to crash your party.

I saw the story.

Oh, well, about that...

You know how those tabloids
can spin a tale.

I don't care what the truth is.

I've seen my CEO have countless
affairs with female employees,

and he walks away
unscathed every time.

So if there's still an opening,

I'd love to work
at Fallon Unlimited.

I can't believe

it took that stupid trash piece
to change your mind.

Guess I just needed
a little nudge.

Beto?

I thought
you went home to Mexico.

What could have possibly
brought you back to Atlanta?

You know exactly why I'm here.

First, you stole my job
at Flores Incorparado.

Now you're cutting me off
completely?

Yes, I thought it was best
to sever all ties

between you and the company.
A clean break.

I'm still a Flores.

I have a right to be included.

We had to blow it up a little,

but that's you in the photo,
isn't it?

The one holding a gun?

Club employee was
taking pictures at the gala.

He didn't realize he caught
the real show in the back.

Who were you aiming for, Beto?

Blake or me?

Or maybe both?

Whatever rights you had
as a Flores are now gone.

You're a disgrace
to the family name.

I'm giving you one final chance

to stay out of our lives
and leave Atlanta.

Otherwise, I go to the police.

Case number 9735,

The State of Georgia
v. Alexis Colby.

The defendant has been charged
with the crime

of murder in the first degree.
How do you plead?

Not guilty, Your Honor,
by reason of sanity.

Thank you, Mrs. Colby,

for that clarification.
Given the evidence,

I see no reason why
we can't set bail at this time.

Your Honor, if I may?
The state just received

additional evidence
in this case.

Autopsy results
have been released,

and the defendant's
hair follicles were found

under the victim's fingernails.

That's impossible!

Even if I was there,

I don't shed like some sort
of cocker spaniel.

I know I can always
count on you.

Oh, of course you can.

And I'm gonna do
whatever it takes

to get you clear
of these bogus charges.

Based on this new evidence,

Your Honor, the state moves
to deny Mrs. Colby bail.

I'm inclined to agree.

The court hereby orders

Mrs. Colby remain in custody

until her trial date is set.

Court adjourned.

Wait. No! Your Honor,

I will not stay another night
in this roach motel.

This is outrageous!

Order in this court!

Get your filthy hands off me,
you pervert!

I'm innocent, I tell you!
Innocent!

Hey.

You missed
my big VP announcement.

Good news:
she speaks English

and isn't collecting
Social Security yet.

Yeah, I heard. Congrats.

So, I, uh,
guess you're all done?

I am, but I hope we're not.

What is going on with you, Liam?

I mean, what's going on with us?

Uh, Fallon...

And please don't tell me
everything's fine,

because clearly, it's not.

I mean, what?
You can't even kiss me now?

It's him, okay?

I can't stop
thinking

about how the last person
you kissed was Colin.

I understand how hard
this must be for you.

That's why I wanted
to talk about it,

but every time
I brought it up,

you just told me
everything was fine.

Well, Fallon, I didn't think
I had a choice.

What does that mean?

It means how can I act like
a victim when you got shot?

So you are angry?

Yes, I'm angry!

I'm angry that I wasn't allowed
to be angry!

Fallon, you cheated on me.

I may have cheated,
but at least

I owned up to what I did,

and I'm trying
to work through it.

You're the one who can't face
your part in this.

Oh, my part?
Yeah.

I told you,
Eva was just a friend,

nothing more.

That is not
what I'm talking about.

When all is said and done,

you trusted a manipulative
psychopath over your own wife!

Don't you dare
make me the bad guy here.

You did this to us.

And I'm not sure
I can ever forgive you for it.

Fallon?

Fallon. Hey, hey.
Fallon. Fallon.

The hashtag "Carrington Strong"
is trending on social media.

Looks like
your interview worked.

Well, of course it worked.

Can't believe
you ever doubted me.

I guess that story
about your grandmother helped.

It did.
Dear old Grandma Carrington.

You know,
she was a raging alcoholic

that drove her car
into the lake.

Wretched woman. But you
know, I just don't think

that the truth would have
had the same impact.

People really do love
a good sympathy story.

Which is why it earned me
a bump in the polls.

I've taken the lead
over Cavendish.

Looks like I'm gonna
be Georgia's

next senator after all.

Well, that's not
our only good news.

I pulled the plug on Beto
like you suggested.

He's out of our lives forever.

Well, now, there's something
I can drink to.

Next stop... the White House.

This seat taken?

Uh, no.

Pl... Please.

I, uh, always enjoy the
company of a pretty woman.

Oh. Aren't you sweet?

It's been a week.

Lost my job, my roommate
ghosted me on the rent.

Ah. Sounds like
you could use a friend.

And a drink.
First one on me?

Thank you.

I'm starting to think
I showed up at the right time.

Oh, you showed up
at the perfect time.

You know, you remind me
of someone I used to know.

♪ Day after day ♪

♪ After day after day... ♪

I think I found something
that can help Alexis.

Well, apparently,
she's gonna need it.

I heard she was
denied bail.

Okay, listen to this.

It's a copy
of the 911 call from that night.

I swear I just saw a man fall

from the top
of a high-rise on 4th and Main.

Some lady with blond hair,
wearing a red dress...

I saw her push him!

She pushed him off the balcony!

I don't get it.

I thought
you knew all this already.

No. Okay, this time, ignore
the caller, and just listen

to what's happening in
the background. I'll turn it up.

I just saw
a man fall from the top

of a high-rise
on 4th and Main...

Ticket 284,
dos, ocho, cuatro.

I saw her push him.

Bring her around.
She pushed him off the balcony!

Hold on. Is that...

A La Mirage valet?

Sounds like it to me.

Which means the caller wasn't
outside the penthouse.

She was here.
So it is possible

that the murder took place
before 6:30 p.m.

Which means that Adam is still
very much a suspect.

Hospitals can be so dreary.

Thought I'd bring you
a little Christmas cheer.

Oh, thanks. I appreciate it.

It'll look good
in my living room.

Doctor said I've been responding
well to the treatment,

so I can go home tomorrow.

Jeff, that's wonderful!

But before

we celebrate,
I owe you an apology.

I'm sorry for not believing you
about Brady.

Forget it. I'm just happy
you finally accepted the truth.

I've already called my lawyer
about filing the divorce papers.

Good.

Let's hope Brady doesn't
put up a fight.

Not if he knows
what's good for him he won't.

You are looking
at the new Dominique Devereaux,

stronger than ever

and ready to take on
the world.

It's me. I found that rich lady
Lloyd's married to.

If he doesn't pay up, we'll get
our money from her instead.

Hey. Just got
your text message.

I didn't even know
you had left the party.

Is Fallon okay?

I don't know.

The doctor's with her now.

Oh, this is all my fault.
I-I was mad, I yelled at her.

What happened?
It's a long story.

No, Fallon was right.
I shouldn't have believed Eva

in the first place.
I'm responsible for this.

Don't. You cannot blame yourself

just because that nutjob
was trying to kill you

and shot Fallon instead.

What?

Which is something
Fallon clearly didn't tell you.

Dr. Stover?

How's she doing?

Although the exit wound
from the shooting was clean,

it seems the bullet nicked
a tiny part of her intestine,

and that went undetected.

It's caused a severe
infection in her bloodstream.

I'm sorry. I'm afraid
Fallon has fallen into a coma.