Revenge (2011–2015): Season 2, Episode 8 - Lineage - full transcript

Previously on Revenge...

I'm on my way to you with
David Clarke's original check

to Nolan Ross
for Nolcorp's startup funds.

Nolan, your company...
Everything that you've worked for...

It means nothing if it could hurt

the only real family
I've ever had.

If you'll consider me
as a replacement to my father

as C.E.O.,
we will move on Nolcorp

and triple our net worth
inside a year.

Meet my brother Nate.
Jack's my partner in the bar.

- Don't forget what you're doing here.
- Turns out, they're good guys.



Well, the same can't be said
about their old man.

How serious was it
between you two?

Dobry vecher.

Doesn't suit you.

What?

The bow tie
or the Russian accent?

Both.

Well, I'm your servant.

So, uh, what do you fancy,
comrade?

Vodka.

Okay.

All right.

So... you got a name?

Yeah.



Sergei Ivovsky.

You know where I can find him?

Now that doesn't suit you.

What?

Your profession.

Sergei's in the V.I.P. area

with the other girls.

It's a dangerous game.

When Harvard finals clubs
express an interest,

you don't...
you don't keep them waiting,

especially Phoenix, all right,

where you're a legacy.

I'd just like to excel
on my own merits.

Daniel,
embrace the opportunities

our name affords you.

Especially since you've been
opening your wallet

more than your books.

A $600 dinner at Meritage?

Meanwhile,
Charlotte's in the Alps

with her grade school friends.

Well, I am looking forward
to spending Thanksgiving

with my two men,
just the three of us.

Mr. Daniel,

there's someone
at the front door for you.

He obviously doesn't understand

that these first few months
of Harvard

cast the die
that dictate his future.

Nonsense.

Daniel's a good boy
with his head on straight.

I see we agree
on one thing already.

Mother.

Daniel?

- I'm sorry to spring this on you now...
- It was my fault.

I called him a month ago...

The grandson I barely knew...

Who I was certain
would embrace my desire to...

mend fences.

The three of us
met for dinner...

Grandma Harper, Mr. Greevy,
and myself... at Meritage.

Mr. Greevy?

Maxwell passed...

Almost a year ago.

Oh. Well...

I'm not sure whether
to offer you my condolences

or my congratulations.

Love doesn't avail itself
conveniently, dear.

I understand Conrad
was married when you met.

Mm.

Grandma was hoping to invite
Mr. Greevy for Thanksgiving.

Was she?

Victoria, certainly

we can afford Marion
one Thanksgiving.

She is your mother after all.

Yes, I'm fully aware.

Excuse me.

Victoria, what are you
doing in my things?

Nothing.

I just want to look pretty
for Thanksgiving.

For Thanksgiving or for Thomas?

I need all his attention
focused on me this afternoon.

Yes, Mother.

Do you think he's gonna
ask you to marry him?

He'd better.
We're nearly out of money.

Nyet.
Nyet.

Nyet.

You.

You're trembling.

Dmitri will like this.

Clean off your face
and let me look at you again.

The rest of you...

Please, please, go, go.

Go, go.

It's your first time, isn't it?

Who are you?

A friend, if you'll let me be.

I don't need friends.
I need money.

There are other ways
to make money.

Do you think I'd be doing this

if I hadn't tried
everything else?

An M.F.A. in art history
is useless in this town.

At least here,

I can use it
to talk about Kandinsky.

The man that
you're auditioning to meet

is named Dmitri Bladov.

He traffics in women,
the younger the better.

That's why they want you
with no makeup.

You want to end up
another victim?

I just want to pay my rent,

maybe get a job
in a gallery somewhere.

Then do that.

Take this.

Why are you helping me?

Because you're gonna
help me, too.

Find out exactly when Dmitri
is expected to arrive,

then text the information
to that number.

Tell Sergei that you want
to go buy a new dress

before you meet Dmitri,
and get the hell out of here.

Don't ever come back.

They call it
"protection money"

for a reason, Carl.

I-I think I'm gonna pay.

They're just common hoods,
Matt.

Don't let 'em scare you.

Well, rumor is,
Ryan's gonna use Thanksgiving

to send a real message
to the holdouts.

That means you.

Let these crooks get a foothold,
they'll never let go.

And if you pay them,

you might as well
throw away your business.

I'm trying to protect
my business.

My kids could be
in danger, Carl.

Yours, too.

Whew!

She's in port.

Let's plan that christening.

- Hey. Hey, Sammy.
- Your first boat?

You picked out
a name for her yet?

The Amanda.

My boy's first crush.

They were kids together.

My little girls are going through that,
too, now.

Lucy, my youngest,
is in the sixth grade.

She won't let me walk her
to her class anymore.

Hey, Jack, listen, I want, uh,

you and Declan to go over
to your grandma's

for Thanksgiving tomorrow.

I thought we were gonna
do it here.

The turkey's already
been thawed.

Yeah, well,
there's a change of plans.

Something's come up.

All of a sudden?

Yeah.
You got a problem with that?

You didn't pay for your drinks.

Put it on Sergei's tab.

You don't know Sergei.

You didn't speak to him.
I watched you.

Keep your observations
to yourself,

and there'll be a big tip
in it for you

the next time I see you.

And when will that be?

Tomorrow.

Your father would be proud.

I don't like this time of year.

Then your mission
should provide

needed distraction.

Are you afraid?

No.

I'm ready.

Ladies and gentle-mensas...

Thank you for giving up your
Thanksgiving plans

to join me here
in the office today.

I was thinking
instead of working,

mm, let's play a game.

Now who can figure out...

The rest...

Of this equation?

Anyone?

Anyone?

Really, people?

Mr. Romero,

- care to take a stab?
- Sure.

Let's see.

Mm.

What... What's that, a "p"?

So long as that's an "I."

But that spells...

- "I.P.O."
- We are going public, people!

We all have

everyone's favorite O.C.D.
C.F.O. to thank...

Mr. Marco Romero.

Well, I couldn't have done it without you.

What's wrong with you freaks?

It's Thanksgiving.

Go be with someone special.
Go home.

Oh, and, uh, grab a bottle
of champagne on your way out.

On your way out.

Gotta say,
I'm impressed with Mom.

Grandma told me
they hadn't spoken in 35 years,

and now Mom's breaking out
her favorite china pattern.

Oh, your mother's always been

a big believer
in second chances.

What do you have there?

I-I don't...

I don't want to bother you
if you're busy. It's...

Holidays and weekends are
a luxury the rich can't afford.

It's one of the many things
I imagine you'll change

when you join the company.

Um...

The thing is, Dad, I...

I may not major in business.

Oh. What then?

Poli-sci, pre-law?

Actually, I'm taking this
freshman workshop

in creative writing.

Poetry, specifically.

And my professor
actually thinks

- I should consider pursuing it.
- Huh.

I-I don't know.

I-I just thought maybe
if you wanted,

you could take a look
at what I've written.

Help me decide, you know?

I'd be honored.

Daniel, of course.

Anything I can do
to help support your dreams.

How are your plans
against the Graysons?

On schedule.

I've severed all ties
with Nolcorp,

closed all my bank accounts,
set up six dummy fronts,

one of which just bought
a building on 57th street.

Turns out Conrad Grayson

is sleeping with one of
Victoria's best friends...

Lydia Davis.

I was working on a strategy

to turn their infidelity
into my entree. That was...

Before you gave me
this diversion.

Her name is Colleen.

She was kidnapped and sold
by Dmitri Bladov... 1993.

Did they find her?

No.

With this device,
we will be in constant communication.

Get Dmitri alone
and find me access.

And then what?

Then you're free to return
to your true cause.

Nice touch, Mother.

So this reunion,

it's just a charade

so that you can ensnare
Mr. Greevy, isn't it?

Ben loves me, Victoria.

When he insisted
on meeting the family,

my heart couldn't deny him.

So he can confirm
its existence.

I think you'll find my Ben
is a man of class and means,

much like Conrad.

And I hope that your heart,
as mine,

cannot deny him either.

When have I ever
denied you anything?

That's Ben.

Do not disappoint me.

You sure are
a pretty little thing, Vicky.

A little glimpse of what
your mama must have looked like

when she was around your age.

What are you now, 20, 25?

15.

Victoria.

Would you pour the coffee,
please?

Thomas and I will take it
in the living room.

Yes, ma'am.

Victoria.

Allow me to introduce
Mr. Greevy.

Oh, call me Ben, of course.

Marion, your daughter
is even more radiant

than you described.

Thank you so much

for welcoming me
into your home.

The pleasure is mine,
I assure you.

You look transformed.

Everything looks different
in the harsh light of day.

Which makes it
even more evident

why a girl like you
shouldn't be here.

I'm serious. You shouldn't
have come back here. Not today.

Don't worry.
I know what I'm doing.

Excuse me.

- Are you Sergei?
- Da.

I'm sorry to bother you.

My roommate, um,
she's not feeling well,

and she wanted me...
to tell you

that she won't be able
to meet with Dmitri today.

I hope this doesn't
screw things up for you.

But it does
screw things up for me.

I don't know what to tell you.
She's sick.

Tell me you will
fill in for her.

It pays $3,000.

How old are you?

For $3,000,

how old do you want me to be?

Put your hands
over your shoulders.

Dmitri is here.

Bring the vodka to the table.

And don't be drunk when he
takes you to the back room.

Takeda, can you hear me?

Yes. What do you see?

At least five armed guards.
Possible Russian militia.

Dmitri's on his way in
from the back entrance.

Good. Let him take you
to the safe room.

When you're alone with him,
I will come.

You need to get out of here.

It's not safe.

I can take care of myself.

Go.

Mr. Bladov...

- This is from Colleen.
- Who?

My sister.

Gun!

Emily, abort the mission.

Get them out of here! Go!

Emily, go!

- Go now.
- I can't.

Quite a bold act
for such a young girl.

My daddy was in the service.

He taught me
how to protect myself.

Your daddy, huh?

Seichas.

Business before pleasure
tonight.

Takeda, are you still there?

I am. Where are you?

In Dmitri's safe room
at the west end of the hall.

The entry code
is 5-3-1-9-5-3.

Door locks on both sides.
Everyone is armed.

Do not move.
I will come for you.

The bartender with the gun...

He's Colleen's brother.

Your safety must be
your primary concern,

not this boy.

He tried to help me.

I can't just let them kill him.

I'll contact you
when I find him.

You called me?

Yeah, I thought, uh,

you were spending the holidays
with someone special?

Oh, no, I plan to.

Oh, well, in that case...

Happy Thanksgiving.

Well, admittedly,

a little untraditional,

but, uh, so are we.

What do you got there?

You're always looking out
for everyone else,

and it's time someone
looked after you.

Zoltan, Galaxy Defender?

This little guy's the reason

I started coding
in the first place.

I know, I know.

You told me on our first date.

I am sorry.
It's our new accounting firm.

Really, on Thanksgiving?

Do not answer
communicator device.

- Mwah.
- I'm sorry.

Hello?

Yes.

Have you ever been married,
Mr. Greevy?

I am a widower.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

It was the first thing
we bonded over

when we met on the cruise.

Maxwell and I
had the trip planned

a year before he died,

and... I was sure
he would've wanted me to go.

What a noble gesture.

And what brought you

on to that boat, Ben?

You see more m a yacht man
than a cruise liner.

Mm. Quite so.

I just thought it would be nice

to let somebody else
steer the ship for a change.

And so there was Benjamin
in the owner's suite,

next to mine...

Like it was fate.

Well, it does sound
almost preplanned.

Where is that maid of yours?

Oh, allow me, my dear.

I'll walk you to the bar.

In spite of what you think,
Victoria,

I have genuinely
fallen for him.

Oh, the same way you fell
for your last husband?

Maxwell was different.

A means to an end.

Oh, you don't have to
tell me that.

Was it worth it?

The 30 years I spent with him?

Of course.

No.

I mean what you had to do
to keep him.

If you're asking
would I change anything,

the answer is no.

Look at you now...

the matriarch of one of

the wealthiest families
in the country,

a man who adores you,

two beautiful children.

Some would say you owe
all of that to me.

You may think
I knocked you down,

but you landed on your feet.

Ladies.

Dinner is served.

Are you all right, Victoria?

You don't have to
go through with this, you know?

I can send them away right now.

Oh, you're wrong, Conrad.

I absolutely have to
go through with this.

Dad?

What the hell
are you doing, Jack?

I told you to keep away
from here tonight.

Where's your brother?

I left him at Grandma's.

What are you doing with a gun,
Dad?

I'm protecting what's mine.

I'm gonna fight for my boys
this time.

Fight who?

Son of a bitch!
Get the fire extinguisher.

What the hell is going on, Dad?

One more time.
Who sent you?

We'll give you five minutes
to consider your situation.

Then we
take you somewhere special

where my comrade's wish
can come true.

I know why you're here.
I know what they did to Colleen.

- Who the hell are you?
- An ally.

If you were,
you would've let me kill him.

Killing Dmitri is not gonna
bring your sister back.

What do you know about
the downing of Flight 197?

It happened a week after
my sister was taken.

What else?
There's gotta be a bigger connection here.

My father worked
as a baggage handler

at Heathrow Airport.
He worked the night the plane took off.

That's how they got
the bomb on the plane.

No, there were the rumors,
but he wouldn't have done that.

- You didn't know him.
- I didn't need to.

They used your father
the same way they used mine.

Go.

Move, and you both die.

Looks like you get

to use those self-defense
classes after all.

Make your daddy proud.

We should be calling the cops.

No cops.
Just help me fix the window.

It's chilly in here.

Heard a bunch of places
up and down the dock

got hit tonight.

And on a holiday like this.

It's almost like someone was
trying to send us a message.

You know,
I got two boys of my own.

Accidents happen on these docks
all the time,

especially to kids.

Where's your little one tonight, Carl?
Declan, is it?

- Hey, don't you ever mention my...
- Dad, Dad, don't. Don't.

We'll pay.

Jack, what are you...

We just need a couple hours
to get the cash together.

- But we'll pay.
- Okay.

Smart kid.

I'll come back in an hour,
and we'll make it official.

Break out a bottle
of something.

Let's celebrate
our partnership.

Me... I like
blue label scotch.

Rich man's candy.

Jack, don't ever,
ever speak for me again.

Hey, the, um,

the accountants found a problem.

They found the Cayman account
I set up for you in 2002.

Oh.

God, that was so long ago.

Oh, well, let me...
Let me refresh your memory.

It contained nearly $500 million
of company assets.

And as of six weeks ago,
it's empty.

I...

It's gone.

But I-I didn't take it.

Where is it?

See, I'm your C.F.O.,

and you can't tell me where
nearly half a billion dollars went.

That doesn't work for me.

Marco. Marco.

Daniel, how goes
that creative writing class

you were so excited about?

I don't know.

Dad, did you get a chance
to read what I gave you?

I did, and I think
your professor

was absolutely right
to commend your talents.

In fact, if you don't mind,
I'd like to send them

to some publishers I know.

Thank you.

We're so proud of you, Daniel,
no matter what you choose to do.

Always know that.

Mr. Greevy,
do you have any children?

Sadly, no.

- We never found the right time.
- Ah.

It's a good thing,

knowing when to start a family
and when not to.

I certainly wasn't ready
when Victoria came along.

Not that I...
would change a moment of it.

Vicky is my greatest blessing.

Well, that's not what you said

the day you threw me
out of the house.

What on earth
are you talking about?

Mr. Greevy,
would you like to hear the story

of our last Thanksgiving
together?

I think, we...

may have made a mistake
in coming here.

We should go.

No, I-I-I'd like
to hear the story.

You heard what he said, Mother.

Sit down.

I am not
marrying you, Marion.

That is not what this is.

You can't leave me!
How are we gonna survive?

Nobody promised
to take care of you,

and plus a kid.

Well, if it's because of Victoria,
I can send her away!

Yeah, you would do that,
wouldn't you?

Or is she the reason
that you come by at all?

You are a sick woman,
you know that?

- Good-bye, Marion.
- No! You are not leaving.

- Get out of my way.
- Thomas, please.

- Get out of my way!
- Thomas!

Victoria!

Come here, quickly.

You just couldn't control yourself,
could you?

Batting your eyelashes
like a little whore.

Come here.

Come here!

Take the gun.

Aim for his chest.

No, I can't.

We'll tell the police
that he attacked us,

that you shot him
to protect me.

No jury will ever convict you.

You'll be hailed as a hero.

My God, Victoria,
if you don't do this,

they will take me away
from you forever.

You will be all alone.

For God sake, do as I say.

Well...

And she was right.

The grand jury failed
to indict me,

though I was hardly
hailed as a hero.

The judge sentenced me
to a 6-month

in-patient
psychiatric evaluation.

By the time
I was returned to her,

she had already met Maxwell.

And then one night,

she saw him sneak into my room.

And the next morning,
she threw me to the curb.

By that spring,
they were married.

It's lies.

Every word of it.

You threw me out on the street.

I was a child.

I was 15!

You drove a wedge between me
and every man I ever loved.

I should've listened
to your deadbeat father,

gotten rid of you
before you were even born.

Marion, that's enough!

You will not say another word
against my wife in this house.

Where are you going?

As far away from you
as I can possibly get.

Get ready.

- Dmitri!
- Go. Go! Out the back.

Dmitri!

Emily!

Aah!

Stop!

Aah!

Get up.
Get up and face me.

Tell me who hired you
to take my sister.

Girls come to me willingly.

Not Colleen.
I was there.

Aiden, no!

Aiden.
Now I remember.

You were just a boy
when we took Colleen.

She called your name
when you chased after us.

Don't do this.

No good will come of it.

Listen to your girlfriend.

She speaks the truth.

You tell me where she is,
you son of a bitch.

Probably dead.

If you pull that trigger,

you'll never know
what happened to your sister.

Please.

Don't do this.

Don't move!

You saved me twice in one day.

Maybe your sister
was strong like her.

But mostly, they break quickly.

If I remember correctly,

the girl you called Colleen...

She even grew to like it.

Shut up.

No!

No.

Go.
Take him away from here.

Marco, wait.

About the missing money...

It all went to the daughter
of our first investor.

What investor, Nolan?

Who are you talking about?

David Clarke.

What?

After the conviction,
I set up the account

so his daughter could get
what was rightfully hers.

After the con...
Are you insane?

You don't know the whole story.

David was innocent.

Okay, you are insane

if you believe
those conspiracy theories.

Think about how this looks,
Nolan, for you,

for the company.

You are Nolan Ross.
That name means something now.

There would be no company
without David,

and look, I wasn't about
to screw over his daughter

after everything
that she had been through.

Oh...

If you don't... get that,

then I don't think
we have a future together.

Wow.

Um...

Okay, you...

are choosing
a convicted terrorist

over me.

No.

I'm choosing a man
that took me at my word

over my name.

And, uh... you're fired.

Wow.

- Here's your share of the company.
- Oh, no.

No, I want no ties with you

or your blood money.

Go to hell, Nolan.

Why, Victoria?

This was all I had.

This was my last chance.

You had many chances
before this one.

When Maxwell died,
we were nearly penniless.

I sold the house,
liquidated my savings.

I have nothing.

But the fur on your back?

It serves you right

for choosing a pedophile
over your own daughter.

I thought at least you'd enjoy
taking pity on me.

Pity's not a quality
you've taught me.

I have nowhere to go.

Mm.

Well...

We do have a good number
of rooms here.

Pity, as you say,

none of them are for you.

You vindictive bitch.

Oh, I learned from the best.

Good-bye, Mother.

I have no doubt that
you'll land on your feet.

Is that Daniel's poetry?

Merely copies, I imagine.

Well, surely,
it can't be that bad.

Oh, on the contrary.

"We speak in hushed voices,

"so as not to wake our memories,

"the things we've done,

"the things
we'll continue to do,

"for fear
of breaking the cycle,

"how fierce we were
when we were young,

when we were unafraid
of coming unhinged."

It's for his own good, really.

You know,
I'll have some publishers

send Daniel
courteous rejections,

and our son will go on

to take his place
at the head of Grayson Global,

where he belongs.

"For fear
of breaking the cycle."

Well, you certainly did
with your mother.

I just wired Mr. Greevy
a sizeable sum,

and he thanked us
for giving him

"the role of his lifetime."

Was it worth it?

Hmm?

Staging their run-in
on the cruise

and orchestrating
your mother's demise?

Has the darkness
finally been lifted?

Ask me tomorrow.

Glad you came to your senses,
Porter.

Take it, and don't ever
threaten my kids again.

You know,
you might want to share

your newfound peace of mind
with the rest of your pals

before it's too late.

For some, it already is.

Matt, what the hell
are you doing?

Gutter rat put my little girl
in the emergency room.

Hit and run right outside
my front door.

- Give me the gun.
- It belongs to you anyway.

I followed him down here.

Broke in and stole it
from behind your bar.

I'm sorry.

But Ryan had it coming to him.
You know that.

We're in this together, right?

Dad?!

Wait here.

Mr. Duncan.

Hey... Jack.

Hey, how's it going?

What's going on?
That sounded like...

engine backfired.

Just showing Matt
your new vessel.

That's a hell of a boat.

Yeah.

Hey, Jack,
why don't you go back inside?

- It's freezing out.
- Yeah, I know that.

You coming?

Yeah, right behind you.

Is this your father?

What was he like?

He was kind...

Generous,

funny...

Humble but strong.

He would've died for me.

Like my sister.

She didn't deserve
what she got.

If your sensei will have me,

I want to learn
how to save her.

What if she can't be saved?

Then I want to learn
how to punish

every person
that helped destroy her...

So that no family has to
suffer the way that mine...

That way
that our families suffered.

If you would have told me
six years ago

that I'd be here...

in this bed...

with you...

I would never have believed it.

You fought for me
when nobody else would.

And somehow

you convinced Takeda
to take me on.

I blackmailed him.

Told him it was both of us
or neither.

Well, it makes you wonder,

a guy that smart...

maybe this was Takeda's plan
all along.

You better not
disappear on me again.

I won't, Amanda.

Thanks, man.

You get your brother's boat
all tied up?

Yeah.

Well, thanks again
for letting us use your slip

to bring the booze in.

Yeah, I mean, it should
save us some money, right?

Which we could use
to spruce up the place.

Maybe get people ordering this
instead of the usual swill.

That's blue label.
It's expensive.

Yeah. My pop's drink.

You know
what he used to call it?

Rich man's candy.

All right.

Hello?

Is this Marco Romero?

Who is this?
Do you know what time it is?

Oh, it's late.
My apologies.

My name's Daniel Grayson
with Grayson Global.

I have a business proposition
for you...

one that involves Nolcorp.

I'm listening.

Age-old cure for anxiety.

Mm.
Well, I'm quite certain

this won't bring me
the solace I need,

now that Daniel
has made himself a target.

You have to help me
protect our son.

Well, then we have to block him

from taking control
of the board,

no matter what it takes.

I never thought I'd see the day

where I wouldn't want him
to have the job.

Never thought I would see

so many things
that have come to pass,

but here we are.

Perhaps Daniel should've been
a poet after all.

Where'd you sneak off to?

I wanted to show you something

since you're not going anywhere
anytime soon.

Everything about
my father's conspiracy

is in this box.

Everything...

About the girl I left behind
when I started on all of this.

God, it feels like
a lifetime ago.

For me, too.

Double infinity.

A journey with no end.