Revenge (2011–2015): Season 1, Episode 15 - Chaos - full transcript

Previously on Revenge...

Emily, this is my grandfather,
Edward Grayson.

I know you were in love
with Amanda's father.

Mom, what is he talking about?

David Clarke
isn't just Amanda's father.

He's your biological father
as well.

I am suggesting that you
step down as C.E.O.,

and we groom your son
to take your place.

As you were warned,
revenge is a stony path.

Fire & Ice.

Was Fire & Brimstone
not available?



There comes a moment
in each of our lives

when the control
that keeps us sane

slips through our fingers.

Most of us
aim to seize it back.

The best way to fight chaos

is with chaos.

Why are we wasting time

tearing apart an empty motel room?

There's nothing here.

Amanda must have taken
the box with her.

And left her phone behind?

She's not the one
who stole it, Nolan.

Emily...

She didn't know
where I kept the box.



And if she did, she wouldn't
have done this to me.

She's too loyal.

Who are you calling?

We're about to find out.

Speak of the devil.

Or should I say
the devil's daughter.

Your father had excellent
penmanship, by the way.

Tyler.

I thought they locked you up.

More like put me up.

Spring Haven Hospital
for the Criminally Insane.

I can't believe this.

Hey, Nolan.
How's the arm?

What do you want, Tyler?

You know,
I haven't decided yet.

Money would be nice.

But then again,
so would vindication.

How's Danny?

Excited for the party
tomorrow night?

You'll never get close enough
to find out.

I'm crushed that
you don't want me there.

Stay by your phone.

Oh, and if you
do anything rash,

like, uh,
cancel the engagement party

or call the cops,

you can kiss
your friend here good-bye.

Amanda?

Do me a favor. Next time you
want to get a 17-year-old girl drunk,

don't do it here.

None of this would've happened
if you hadn't stuck your nose

where it didn't belong.

And for what, some crazy girl

you met for one summer
a hundred years ago?

She set a dude's house
on fire, Jack.

That guy deserved it.

And don't get me started
on what the Graysons deserve.

Man, you're really losing it,
you know that?

Sounds like
your voice, Jack,

so I'm guessing I got
the right number.

This is Father Rick
calling from Port-au-Prince.

Last time we spoke,

you were busy settling
your dad's affairs.

I hope that all worked out
as best it could.

I'm calling because I received
a hefty grant

to raise a grade school

and thought,
if you were still interested,

you might want to head up
the project.

If your plate's still full,
fine.

But this is an opportunity
to do some real good, son.

It'd be great
to have you down here.

Who would you rather sit next to

the Paulsons or the Craigs?

Oh, we're fiddling while Rome burns,
are we? The Paulsons.

The Craigs it is then.

Why are you still here, Conrad?

To gloat?

You already destroyed
any chance I had

at explaining myself
to Charlotte.

- Congratulations. You win.
- Oh, not exactly.

My father's threatened
to oust me from the board

if you and I can't reach
a quiet settlement.

You might have to answer to him,
but I do not.

And if it takes bloodying you
on Wall Street

to get what I'm owed, so be it.

Well, who the hell are you
to play hardball

when your safety net just
stormed out of the house tonight

looking none to eager
to ever speak with you again?

Daniel will come back to me.

He always does.

There you are.

Daniel.

- What are you doing?
- Waiting for you.

Were you able
to get a hold of Charlotte?

She's with Declan.

She didn't want to talk.
She sounded drunk.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Is that her?

No.

Your grandfather.

Third one tonight.

Daniel, he's grooming you to become
the next C.E.O. of Grayson Global.

That is huge.

I don't even want to go to the
engagement party tomorrow night

let alone take over
the family business.

It's a really big deal.
You should at least

just sit down and hear
what he has to say.

Fine.

But can't we just cancel
the damn party?

Trust me, nothing would
make me happier.

But hundreds of people are traveling
hundreds of miles to be here.

You're right.

Just promise me
one more time...

No secrets of any kind, ever.

You've seen what they've
done to my family.

Let's go to bed. It's late.

- I'm right behind you.
- All right.

She's not who you think
she is, you know?

Yeah, she's you.
And you're her.

And her...

And her, and her.

And they call me crazy.

I mean, she's not a bad person.

She does stuff to people,
but it's for the right reasons.

Really?
Do you recognize this guy?

Mason Treadwell.

Victoria Grayson planted
his interview tapes on me

so she could frame me
for arson.

You mean the tapes
that Emily copied

and stashed away
in her little box of secrets?

Victoria Grayson didn't frame you.
Emily did.

That makes no sense.

Why, because she's your soul mate,
the sister you never had?

- Yes.
- Mm. Oh, look.

11 text messages on a phone
that I presume used to be yours

from one lovesick Jack Porter,

none of which I'm guessing
ever found their way to you.

Emily's not your friend,
Amanda.

She's your competition.

You need more proof?

Have at it.

Charlotte, it's me.

Your family's been calling nonstop.
You gotta face 'em eventually.

Where's your mouthwash?

Uh, it's
in the medicine cabinet.

Listen, I...
I got the number here of a therapist

that my buddy went to
after his mom died.

Well, unfortunately,
mine's alive and well.

Obviously, losing your mother
and finding out

that your dad is not
really your dad

are two different things,
but... I don't know.

He said this lady
was really helpful, so...

I called the office,

and they said she had a slot
for you this afternoon.

Charlotte,

are you listening to me?

Give me the number.

Southampton Surveillance?

It's Nolan's security detail.

I figure, after everything
that's happened this summer,

it's better safe than sorry.

- And you owe me a favor.
- Why?

- Daniel wanted to cancel the party.
- No, I'd be ruined.

Well, that's what I told him.

Did he also tell you

how much it would break
his mother's heart

or does it not matter
to him anymore?

Why don't I let you two chat,

and I can talk about this
with you later?

Daniel is a fickle boy, Emily.

He loves to sit on fences.

I hope when that fence
is his opinion of his mother

that I can trust you
to be my advocate.

Well, you haven't made that
very easy for me.

Well, I realize you and I
have had our disagreements,

to say the very least.

But if you indeed plan on
being part of this family,

you need to know that...

Blood will always
be thicker than water.

- Meaning?
- Meaning that one day,

you may or may not
become Daniel's wife,

but I will always be
his mother.

Daniel feels betrayed by you.

If you want to rescue
that relationship,

you're going to have to
earn back his trust.

Would you facilitate
that conversation?

Well, that's up to Daniel.

Excuse me.

This is Emily.

Is it?

I thought you'd like to know,

that I've decided revenge
is a pitiful pursuit

and a waste
of my fleeting time, so...

Let's make a straight-up
ransom deal.

You bring a cashier's check

to the South Strand
parking structure at noon,

and I'll bring your
little box of secrets.

What about Amanda?

After we're done, she's...

All yours.

- Hello, Grandpa.
- Hey.

Thanks for coming. Sit.

How's your sister doing?

I bet her heart's in
a million pieces right about now.

Have you spoken with her?

Not yet, no.

But Declan made an appointment
for her to go see someone.

Someone?

Yeah, a therapist
over in Bridgehampton.

Oh, good for her.

So listen,
I've got a job for you.

See all of these names?

These are the investors
chirping the loudest

about that rumored
S.E.C. investigation

and your father's marital woes.

See the name
at the top of the list?

Satoshi Takeda.

The good news is that he's here
for your engagement party.

And he has requested a private
meeting with you this afternoon.

So your job is to convince him
to keep his money put.

You have a problem with that?

Your name's Grayson, Daniel.

The name
makes the decision for you.

I accepted
Father Rick's offer.

I set sail tonight, man.

Man, this isn't about the fight
we had earlier, right?

- Because I said I'm sorry, okay?
- Dec, it's not about that at all.

I just... I just feel like
my life has gone off track

and I gotta...

I gotta get it back, man.

And I can't do that here.

- Do you understand?
- Yeah, I do.

It's been a weird summer.

And you're nursing a heartache
and some broken ribs.

But, Jack, Haiti?

It's not forever.

It's just a couple of months.

You'll be in school.
Bull can take care of the bar.

Look...

I won't go.

- If you don't think you'll be okay...
- Ah, Jack, I'm gonna be fine.

I'm just gonna miss you.

Charlotte.

So where are you off to
in such a hurry, young lady?

It wouldn't be
to a therapist's office

- in Bridgehampton, now would it?
- Who told you that?

Well, word gets around.

But look,

I understand how popular
it is these days

to kick back on a doctor's couch
and purge your problems,

but truth be known,
more often than not,

they cause more harm than good.

How?

If you were tell a stranger that
your mother slept with a terrorist,

and then that stranger decided
to share that information,

what do you think would happen
to the family's reputation?

When the Grayson name
loses value...

So does the company.

Are you willing
to gamble away your future

for something like that?

If it means
not losing my mind, yeah.

Well,
what about Declan's future?

What about Declan's future?

I understand the kid flunked
his entrance exam to Collins Prep.

No surprise, I guess, but...

From the Dean.

Now I'm willing to make a call
on the young man's behalf, but...

Every quid deserves a quo.

You wouldn't happen to
have that, uh,

therapist's number on you,
would you?

Miss Emily, I thought
we had an agreement...

Hands against the fence, Tyler.

Yeah, okay, okay, okay.

Where's my money?

I'll let you know when
I'm satisfied that everything's here.

Where's Amanda?

She can tell you herself
when I'm satisfied

that you brought my money.

And the box?

The box is in the trunk.

Get Amanda on the phone.

With pleasure.

You know, that Amanda is
one loyal customer.

Even after everything
I showed her

about how you played her
for a fool,

she still wouldn't believe me.

You must have really done
a number on her head.

Hey, Mandy.
Uh, I got your B.F.F. here.

- Let me talk to her.
- Yeah, go for it.

She's actually
right behind you.

Who's the fool now?

Amanda, Tyler is crazy.

I don't know
what lies he's told you,

- but you need to listen to me...
- No, you listen to me.

I've sacrificed everything
for you.

I gave you my name.

And what did you do?

You took away the one thing

in my entire life
that meant anything to me.

I had to protect Jack
from all of this.

I was talking about you and me.

Are we, uh,
done being cathartic over there?

Because we're wasting time.

Amanda, don't do this.

Good girl.

Start the car.

The money.

I wired the funds into an account
at the Canadian National Bank.

You're gonna have to
go there to get it.

Put that over there.

Perfect.

Have fun at the party tonight.

I hear there's gonna be
fireworks.

New gun?
That was fast.

So you're determined to
turn this party into a funeral?

I'm determined to be
prepared for anything.

You of all people should know
how unpredictable Tyler can be.

Well, then just cancel it, Ems.

It's beyond that now.

- Hey.
- Hey.

You got a minute?

One midnight call
from a Haitian benefactor,

and bam, off you go?

So when do you set sail?

Tonight.

I should've left months ago,
but, well...

Life gets in the way.

It does mean I won't be able to
make it to your party tonight.

Of course, after that last
Graysons gathering,

I don't think anyone's
gonna miss me.

So no word from Amanda then?

Maybe I'm not supposed
to hear from her.

Maybe...

Building this school is the universe's
way of setting my priorities straight.

You know, Amanda will come back
when she's ready.

And when she does, I'll make sure
you're the first person she calls.

What about Sammy?

Ah, well, that's actually
why I'm here.

It's a long trip,

and he's not exactly
a puppy anymore.

I don't know. The way he
lights up when he's around you,

I thought...

I'd be happy to.

You hear that, old man?

Emily's gonna take you in.

Back to where it all began.

You be good now, you hear?

Well...

- Bye, Jack.
- Bye.

Shut up.

Bye.

Go with him.

- Nolan...
- I am serious.

Sail away.

Fall in love.

- Go make little volunteer babies.
- You know I can't do that.

At the beginning of the summer,
you said you wanted to help me.

If you meant it,

you'll make sure he gets
on that boat safely tonight.

Emily.

Please.

Jack! Wait up!

Sammy.
Stay here. Stay here.

What is this?

This is the deed
to Grayson Manor.

And what about the shares
of the company?

I told you,
they were a deal breaker.

I'm not gonna relinquish
Grayson Global, Victoria,

not to you and not to my father.

Daniel is gonna have his time
at the head of the table.

This is not that time.

Settle now,

and I'm gonna see to it that you
get full cash value for all your shares.

Well, at least tell me
you're gonna think about it.

Hey.

Hey, where have you been?
You've been gone all day.

Come on.
About to step

into a meeting
with our old friend Takeda.

Takeda?

Really?
He's back in town?

And coming to the party.
Hey, let me ask you something.

These next couple of months,
you have any commitments?

Just you. Why?

That's all I need to know.

I'll see you in a bit.

I'm sorry I'm late.

Please.

Actually, Mr. Takeda,
I'm... I'm not staying.

They sent me here to
convince you that Grayson Global

is the place to be...

But if I can't convince myself to stay,
how can I convince you?

He said, I'm not sure I follow.

I'm asking my fiancee
to run away with me.

And if she says yes, we'll leave tomorrow.

- This is a big decision.
- Very, and long overdue.

I'll make sure someone
from the office contacts you

and answers any concerns you
might have with my family's company.

Now if you'll excuse me,

I have some travel plans
to make.

Ahh. How do I look?

Under medicated.

Ooh. I can assure you,
I'm thinking quite clearly.

Not as clearly as Emily.

She's probably
five steps ahead of you.

Not this time.

I know why I want payback.

But why are you going through
all this trouble to destroy her?

Why not go be
a millionaire in Canada?

This was never about
the money, Mandy.

Then what?

Does the name Frank Stevens
mean anything to you?

Should it?

He worked for the Graysons.

Emily bashed his skull in

and then planted his wallet
in my pocket for the cops to find.

You think Emily
killed that guy?

Isn't it obvious?

Why else would Emily
frame me for it

if not to distract attention
from herself?

So what, you're just gonna...

- Kill Emily?
- No.

Emily's gonna kill Daniel.

Or at least that's how
it will appear to the cops.

An eye for an eye.

Now why don't you
get dressed?

You've earned yourself
a front-row seat.

Daniel's about to find out

exactly how bad his taste
in women really is.

Hi. You okay?

Last-minute adjustments
to your speech?

A long-overdue adjustment
to my life.

I called your lawyer
and I've agreed to your terms.

I had her send over a messenger
with the divorce papers.

You were right, Conrad.

It's time to end this.

Rather poetic timing,
don't you think?

Mm.

See you at the party.

You couldn't have picked
a better time to invest, George.

Grayson Global's on track for
the best quarter in history.

Very impressive.

Tick tock, Cinderella.
Time's a-wasting.

Mm. Suddenly you can't get
to the party fast enough.

The faster we get there,
the faster it'll be over.

And after it is,
I have a surprise for you.

Well, I have a surprise
for you, too.

Your mother asked me to facilitate
a detente between you two.

I'm sorry you got put
in the middle of all this.

Mm. It's what
I signed up for.

Come on. We're late.

You don't like
my taste in dresses?

I'm not going to the party.

Don't worry.
I won't get in your way.

I can't take that chance.

It's your choice.

Mm.

Aah!

Aah!

Ohh!

There they are,

the future
Mr. and Mrs. Grayson.

Well, someone's
in a good mood tonight.

I could say the same about you.

I'm engaged to the girl
of my dreams.

Why wouldn't I be?

Well, if it isn't
the guests of honor.

Don't we look wonderful.

You got a minute to talk?

Of course, darling.

Sweetheart,
I know how upset you are

about the misunderstanding
we had regarding Charlotte.

You mean how you led me to believe
her real father raped you?

I never said that.

And if I had any idea
that you had...

The truth is that I loved
David Clarke very much.

God, Mom. Just stop.

No, please. I need you
to understand

- how much he meant to me.
- Save your breath.

I'm not interested in anything else
you have to say to me.

After tonight,
I'm done with you.

I'm taking Emily to Paris.

We'll get married and stay there until
we choose the life we want to lead,

one that doesn't involve Grayson Manor,
Grayson Global, or anything Grayson.

What does Emily
have to say about this?

Hmm?

You haven't told her, have you?

What makes you think that
she'll give up the Grayson name

and everything that comes
with it so easily?

She's worked so hard
for the privilege

- in just three months.
- What are you saying?

I'm saying that I know the type.

I was once just like her,

- ambitious, driven.
- Yes, by greed and insecurity.

Emily is generous and decent.
She's nothing like you.

Well...

We'll find out soon enough,
won't we?

But don't be surprised if she doesn't
give your romantic delusions

the warm response
that you're hoping for.

I certainly won't be.

Well...
Bon voyage, my friend.

Sensei.

Yes.

To guide your plan back to
its righteous path.

A gift.

Is this...

How did you get it?

Your opponents are dangerous,
but careless.

What happened to Amanda
and Tyler?

Take the box.

Bury your father's secrets
away from here.

When you return,

your questions will be answered.

- Jack! Jack, wait.
- Amanda? My God.

What are you doing here?

What happened to you?

I... I don't even know
where to begin.

Jack...

I'm so sorry.

Where are you going?

Port-au-Prince.

I'm following through with a plan
I should've stuck with a long time ago.

Take me with you.

Amanda...

I have so many questions.

I know, and you deserve the answers,
all of them.

Take me with you, and I promise,
I'll never leave you again.

Hey.

- Hey.
- What are you doing out here?

Just... getting some air.

Come to Paris with me.

What?

I... I already bought the tickets.
Let's just go.

Daniel, that's crazy.

The further away
from my family we are,

the more chance we have
of doing this right.

I can't.

My life is here.
Our lives are here.

- Running away isn't the answer.
- Well, sometimes, it's the only answer.

There's nothing for me here
but secrets and lies.

- I'm here.
- And why is that exactly?

What... Why do you want
to marry me, Emily?

- Because I love you.
- Then come away with me.

Where is this coming from?

Did your mother say something?

Yeah.

Yeah, as a matter of fact,
she did.

And you know what?

She was right.

Daniel, come back.

Thanks, Skipper.

Nolan called me that.

He was kinda my, uh,

my half Gilligan, half Professor.

Nolan wasn't exactly
fond of me.

- No one in this town is.
- Except Emily.

Everyone told me to
stay away from you but her.

Even as I was getting ready to take off,

to sail away,
she told me not to give up on you.

Just to follow my heart.

Hopefully one day,
you'll get to know her better.

I, um...

I still owe...
owe the guy his fare.

Sure. Here.

Hurry back.

I love you.

Amanda?

Hurry. Go. Go!

Amanda!

Big Ed.

- Will you hang on to this for me?
- Okay, boss.

Thanks.

Emily.

I've been looking
everywhere for you.

Where's Daniel?

He's walking the beach.
We're having a thing.

- Same thing or different thing?
- Same thing.

- Nice night for it.
- Nice night for what, Nolan?

Celebrating.

You shouldn't be here.

Ah, that makes two of us.

Ems...

It's okay.

Jack is gone.

She's not worth it.

Hello, Danny.

Do you remember
your birthday party

when I asked your father to tell me
the truth about David Clarke?

- What's your point?
- I never got to finish the story.

I already know how it ends.

Clarke slept with my mother.

Charlotte's his daughter.

That's not the ending
of the story, Danny.

That's just the beginning.

Here. See for yourself.

What's this?

Why don't we call
your fiancee and ask her?

I did, after all, find it underneath
her living room floorboards.

She's been playing you,
brother.

She's playing all of us.

You know, on second thought,

allow me to do the honors.

Let's take a walk down to the shore.

Shall we?

Charlotte.

Is everything okay?

Couldn't be better.

I've got it.

Charlotte?

Charlotte.

Hey, didn't mean
to leave you stranded.

- No problem.
- Oh, she'll come around.

My children always do.

Thank you for
the tete-a-tete with Daniel.

I'm glad it went well.

Well, he told me about his
secret plan for the two of you.

And seeing as that you're
not on a plane to Paris,

I can only assume that you
talked some sense into the boy.

Stay right here, won't you?

And allow me to properly
show you my gratitude.

- Hey, you really want out of that tux?
- Yes.

I just dropped a young lady off
on Further Lane in Southampton,

and I'm headed back now.

Amanda!

Amanda!

No, no, no, no!

Amanda!

- Oh, my God. What did you do?
- Jack, I... I can't... I...

- I didn't...
- Go.

My truck's up the road.
The keys are inside.

You have to go. Now.

Where are we going?

You ask too many questions.

Show me what you got, bad boy.

- Here. I'll help you.
- I got it. I got it.

- Okay. Ready to go?
- Yeah.

Oh, come on. Keys.

Fire and ice.

When we first sat down
to discuss tonight's occasion,

I was immediately taken
by the idea

of an evening inspired
by primal bookends...

Fire and ice,
beginnings and endings,

and the love between
a man and a woman.

Yo, yo, 8 mile,
private party here!

Starry evening...

That creep better not
be taking pictures.

Hey!

You got a problem?

Tonight not only
marks the final weekend

of a truly remarkable summer
in the Hamptons,

it is also the engagement

of my son Daniel to the lovely and
beguiling Miss Emily Thorne.

And though we've only known
Emily for a few short months,

she already feels like
a piece of the family puzzle

we never even knew was missing.

In a word...

I approve.

And as anyone can tell you,

approval is not something
I give away freely.

Where the hell is my son?

Mom!

Mom! My brother...

Somebody come here!

Come here!

Daniel?

Daniel!

Chaos...

By its very definition
cannot be controlled.

Hey.

My, uh, truck broke down.

Is there a chance
you can give me a ride?

Thank you.

It is an honor
to be of service.

Once introduced,

all order and intention
is rendered useless.

Daniel!

Get away from my son!

Daniel!

Daniel, baby, please.

Daniel, w... wake up. Please.

Baby, please!

Daniel!

It's Tyler. Oh, my God.

We need to give them
some room, okay?

Stand back, please.

Mom?

The outcome of chaos
can never be predicted.

Oh, my God.

The only certainty it brings...

I...

Don't say a word.

Is the devastation
it leaves in its wake.